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swordsandholly · 7 months ago

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Part Nine: The Expo

Your eyes widen to saucers as you climb out of John’s work van. The event hall in front of you is huge - the largest in the city. A big, glass dome with a high-end hotel attached. It glows in the morning sun. Lines of people have already formed out front. You passed them on your way around to the vendor entrance. It’s the twentieth anniversary for the Tattoo Expo, apparently, which means they expect massive crowds.

“I hate that Kyle couldn’t come.” You frown as a security worker hands over your badge. It’s fancy - heavy weight with brightly colored, neo-traditional graphics. Something about having the word VENDOR hanging around your neck makes your heart skip.

John sighs, heaving one of the boxes of his books onto your dolly. “Yeah. He tried but he couldn’t get his head out of the toilet long enough to do much of anythin’.”

You wrinkle your nose. Apparently he had caught some nasty stomach bug, poor guy. You thought about calling and checking in on him, but you worried that was too clingy. After… everything, you don’t want to come off as anything other than normal about it. Which you are. Totally normal.

At least Johnny was home for the day to help him out.

“Has Simon ever come?” You ask, titling the dolly pack to push into the convention hall.

John’s arms flex as he fights with his rolling tool box to get the handle back out so he can pull it. He just had to wear a sleeveless muscle tee, didn’t he? It’s rude, frankly. You look over his more rarely exposed shoulder and upper arm pieces - some more faded than others. Some more colorful, some better crafted. Part of you wants to reach out - to trace them the same way you want to with Simon. You want to ask him in detail about each one. Maybe he’ll let you, someday.

“Can you actually picture Simon in a convention hall?” He chuckles eventually, finally getting the toolbox rolling properly.

You laugh. “Guess not.”

The 141 booth sits in the center of the floor, surrounded by a few other big-name shops and figures in the community. You glance around at them, only recognizing a few. You don’t get much time to look around. There are only a couple hours designated for set up and you have to help hang all the flash options, get the cash box sorted, and be ready for the flood when it comes. You’ve mentally prepared for chaos, reading through pretty much every reddit and twitter thread you could find about convention disasters. You know that won’t happen here, and even if something did, John wouldn’t abandon you to it. Still, you feel better being mentally prepared for anything - no matter how unrealistic.

“Why do you still do these?” You ask, pinning one of the large flash sheets to the display board. “I mean - you don’t exactly have to get your name out there.”

“I enjoy them- the community. I was here when this was still bein’ held underground in an old warehouse.” John looks around, eyes scanning the rows of artists. He doesn’t share his thoughts, just stands there quietly for a moment with his hands on his hips. After a few beats he grumbles quietly, “Gettin’ old…”

You focus on setting up the front table where you’ll be stationed. John brought a few prints of work as well as several copies of his book. He brought a few signed ones as well, only selling them for about twenty more bucks than the usual price. You asked why he doesn’t mark them up more, but he just shrugged you off with a mutter of ‘I’m not all that’ before moving on to another task. You decided it was best not to argue that he is, indeed, all that. His books are literally filled until the late fall.

Maybe you shouldn’t be so proud of setting up a decently aesthetically pleasing display all on your own when you’re surrounded by real artists, but you still grin wide with your hands on your hips. It’s simple, with cards for each of the boys lining one sit and a roll of tattoo tickets for the day beside the cash box. The table cloth with the shop’s name looks nearly identical to the sign. One might call it lazy marketing, you find it charming.

“Somethin’ happen with you and Kyle?” John asks suddenly, back turned as he messes with something in his rolling tool box full of supplies.

You freeze, eyes wide and mouth dry. Did Kyle say something? You thought you’d been normal about it. Kyle hadn’t acted any differently - which shouldn’t have hurt your feelings - and you were sure you’d met him with the same level of normalcy. The past weeks race through your mind. Every moment, every interaction, picking each apart into threads in milliseconds.

“Uh, no? Why?” It comes out squeaky. Unsure. Lord, you really are a terrible liar.

John hums. He’s quiet for barely a beat, a moment that seems to stretch for lifetimes. You can almost feel your cells aging while you wait. “You’ve been quieter than usual around him. Just wanted t’make sure.”

“Oh.” Had you? You thought you’d been the same as always. Both of you totally moved on from… the incident. Well, except for those few times you caught yourself staring - zoning out while thinking about the way his lips pressed to yours. Imagining Kyle pulling you into the back room again. Another kiss with less nervousness and more heat. Actually bending you over the desk properly-

“Y’with me, love?” John snaps you back to reality.

“Yeah!” You jump and stutter. “Yeah. No. We’re fine. I’m… fine.”

You wonder if the giant guy in the weird homemade mask at the booth across from yours would smash your head in if you paid him. Let him free you from the torment of embarrassment. It had been eating away at you, if you’re honest with yourself, and now lying right to John’s face just feels… awful. He’ll find out. You know he will. Maybe he already knows as that was a test. Fuck if it was, you totally just failed.

The clock turns to nine, and you have no choice but to let that be a problem for your future self.

Something you realize rather quickly as the attendees begin to flood the hall is that John is a god here. People don’t meet his eye. They speak meekly, even to you, with voices low and faces flushed. The line for your booth stretches down the walkway as soon as the doors open - appointment tickets practically flying out of your hands. You overhear a pair of friends muttering about sleeping outside overnight to get in early enough for John’s booth. It makes your head spin.

You wonder if they’d still act that way if they saw him snoring open-mouthed at the desk in the back room mid-afternoon.

“Thought I heard 141 got a new front desk girl.” A syrupy southern accident lilts above you just as you finish selling tickets. He’s handsome. Blonde and blue eyed with a little scar gracing his cheekbone. Not much younger than John, you don’t think. Probably around Simon’s age.

You slip on your usual customer service smile. “Hello! How can I-”

“Graves.” John grunts behind you, not even looking up from the work in front of him. “What d’you want?”

“Just wanted to come see how you were.” The man - Graves - grins wide. It doesn’t reach his eyes. “And to meet your new front of house. Philip.”

You take the hand he holds out, giving a perfunctory shake and your name. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that John doesn’t like this guy, whoever he is, and you’re inclined to trust his judgement. You opt for basic small talk. “Are you an artist?”

Graves nods. “I own Shadow & Co. It’s a few blocks over from your place.”

Oh. You’d heard of them. They came highly recommended when you were looking for artists in the area initially. In the end you opted for John based entirely on vibes. The Shadow building is far too modern - to minimalist - for your liking. Too corporate.

“Y’know, we’re looking for a new desk girl as well.” Graves smiles. You do your best not to sneer at his use of desk girl. “We’re growing pretty quick - even if you wanted to split your time-”

“She’s full time with us.” John snaps - blatant irritation lining the edges of his voice. He still doesn’t turn around.

The blonde man pauses, glancing between you. Something passes over his eyes - some implicit knowing that you don’t quite get - but it’s gone just as fast as it came. He digs into his pocket, flipping open a too-new wallet and pulling out a business card. “Well, if you ever want to work somewhere more exciting-” you nearly laugh at that. “-give us a call, hm?”

You glance up to his face, then back down at the card. John’s tattoo gun continues to buzz behind you, but you can tell he’s slowed down. He’s listening. Before even really thinking you extend your hand, pushing the card he holds away from you.

“Thanks for the offer, but I’m very happy here.”

Philip scoffs, dropping the card on the table. “Keep us in mind, yeah?”

He disappears into the crowd easily - blending in just like his shop’s namesake. Your nose wrinkles. You snatch up the card and tear it in two. “Dickhead.”

You think you hear John chuckling behind you, but can’t be sure over the roar of the convention.

The day flies by - people bustle by your booth. You run out of signed books just over halfway through - prints not long after. Your voice feels hoarse from talking to so many people. The hall has grown quite hot and you’re sure that your hair looks insane at this point. Either way, you’re having a great time. You get to talk to a with full body trash polka that you like for some reason. You get to meet one of the people involved in the stage competition - her massive thigh piece holding some of the best color work you’ve ever seen. All in all, despite the discomfort, you think this ranks in your top ten favorite days. Maybe top five.

“Excuse me?” Murmurs a voice so soft you almost miss it entirely over the roar of the convention. When you look up, you’re met with a painfully young face. Definitely not old enough for the 17+ entrance requirement.

“Hi!” You put on your warmest smile. “How can I help you?”

“I, uh, I was just…” They stutter, shifting in place. “I- Are there any signed copies left?”

You look them over, a too-familiar pang in your chest. You know those eyes, that anxiety. The jumpy way they look around at the people passing by and tug at their sleeves. Your teeth sink into your lip and you look over at the three blanks that make up your entire left over stock. Glancing over your shoulder, you see John finishing with his current client - giving the man a firm handshake before turning to clean up his station. There’s a fifteen minute break until the next one - his last for the night - and as much as you don’t want to take up his precious little time to set up…

“Let me check!” You squeak, shaky as you grab one of the blanks with all the subtlety of a brick over the head and cross the few feet over to where John sits. You lean over to speak in his ear, low enough that the kid won’t hear you. “John?”

“Hm?” He hums, turning slightly on his stool.

“Can you sign this one?” You chew your lip. “I know you had a set amount but this kid looks so…”

He glances behind you at the teenager in question, bashfully staring at their feet.

“I’m sorry, I know you need to set up for the next-”

John cuts you off by taking the book from your hands and standing.

“Thanks, dove.” He gives you that lovely, warm smile and rolls his shoulders before making his way over to the front table.

The teenager’s eyes go so wide you think they might pop out of their head. You decide to hang back and not interrupt their moment. John sets the book on the table and grabs a sharpie from your back up stash of pens. The kid mumbles something you can’t understand. John’s voice lowers as well. You can’t hear them, but you watch John scrawl something in the book and hand it over. He pushes away the crumpled, messy wad of cash the teenager tries to give him, shaking his head and saying something else that you don’t catch. The kid looks like they’re about to cry, a wide, wet grin splitting their face as they say goodbye and practically prance away.

You melt, shoulders slouching and what you’re sure is a very stupid smile breaking out across your lips. You don’t know why you doubted him for even a moment.

“What’s that face?” John scoffs, cocking a brow at you.

“Nothing.” You shake your head and re-take your spot at the table.

The ending of the convention is rather uneventful. Some of the other booths begin clearing up early. You take the time to count the cash box - which is absolutely stuffed to the brim. John rolls his shoulders and cracks his neck about five times in the span of a few minutes. Maybe you could convince them to do a company yoga class. It’s easy to see how tense and tired they get. You file that idea away for later.

Luckily most of the booth set up belonged to the venue and, since you sold out of books and prints, you don’t have haul those back to the van. All you have to take is John’s rolling toolbox and tattooing table. All things that easily fit in your bag and dolly. Thank god. Neither of you speak much on the drive back to the shop - opting for comfortable silence. Your ears ring ever so slightly from the noise of the convention hall. When you were in it, you hadn’t realized just how loud it was. John’s eyes are locked on the road, the slight glow from the setting sun warming his skin.

The sun just disappears over the horizon as you put the last of the equipment in the backroom - stacked rather messily but that’s another problem for future you. You’ve been working for a grand total of fourteen hours and, somehow, it still has yet to hit you. Adrenaline and excited energy still pulse under your skin.

John sighs loudly, crossing each arm over his chest to stretch them out. “Could really go for a scotch right now. You want a nightcap?”

Your cheeks warm, still riding high from the excitement of the day you agree easily. “Yeah, that sounds nice.”

He gives you a gentle smile, softened further by the low street lights. “Let me show you a spot.”

The place John leads you to is small. Local. You sit at the bar and take a moment to look around. Three pool tables take up half the floor space. It looks like a small tournament is going on - a white board showing the matches and who will go against who next. Two ski-ball machines are tucked in a corner beside the bathroom, currently taken up by two younger men who you aren’t completely sure are drinking age. The lights and music are both low. One of the bartenders is posted up on the opposite end of the bar with two other people watching Shin Godzilla on the mounted television. It’s cozy and oh-so very John Price.

You get an easy sipper, something fruity and sweet as a treat for the long day you’ve had. It’s nice against the warmth of the summer evening. A heat that’s only aggravated by the one that settles in your spine whenever the guys are around. John especially.

“Think that kid was a little young for the event…” You blurt in a poor attempt to make conversation.

John nods along. “Definitely.”

“That was really nice of you. I didn’t want to… I don’t know.” You murmur, unsure why exactly the words won’t stop. You blame the drinks and exhaustion. Seems realistic enough. “They just seemed so sad.”

“Wasn’t nice. Just the right thing t’do.” John shrugs. His words come slow, almost as if he’s unsure if he should say them. Though, you find it hard to believe he has ever been unsure about anything in his life. “I know what its like… to need t’escape. Lied about my age just to enlist.”

Your eyes widen. “R-really?”

He hums. “They didn’t care much back then.”

For some reason you never thought about John’s childhood - his homelife. You know he has a mom somewhere. Kyle let it slip a couple of times - said she’s a really good cook. John doesn’t volunteer information about himself often, you gathered that much. He’s worse than Simon, somehow, which says a fucking lot.

“Did-” you mull over your words. “You didn’t grow up around here, yeah?”

It’s a clumsy attempt at getting him to talk, but it works well enough. He nods. “Hereford. My mum’s still out there.”

Score. “Do you visit her much?”

John shrugs, chuckling. “When I can. I could move back home and it wouldn’t be enough for her.”

You snicker.

“She’s the best woman I’ve ever known…” He murmurs, eyes far away. It’s only for a moment, but they look past you. Defocused in a way that seems to out of character for the hyper-aware man.

Your faces are close. Hunched in like school kids exchanging secrets and gossip during recess. Your eyes dart from his to his lips and back. It’s confusing. All of this. The intimacy you have with each of them in these moments is overwhelming. You like Kyle - you liked kissing Kyle - you really shouldn’t be wanting that from your boss, though. A co-worker is bad enough but John… John is off limits. You know that. Even so, you find yourself subconsciously leaning just a bit closer, eyes roving over the freckles you don’t see standing further away and the grey flecks in his eyes. You think, for barely a millisecond, that he leans in too.

Until he sits up straight, tossing back what little is left of his drink. “Let’s head out. Could go for a smoke.”

You nod, swallowing down your thoughts and following him out of the bar like a lost puppy. You’d follow him to the end of the earth, you think. Even if it hurts that you can’t get as close as you want, you’d go anywhere for him. Yeah, that’s definitely the drink and tiredness talking. Part of you also knows that it is undoubtedly true.

John rounds a corner to the side of the bar. It’s moderately lit, a single street lamp just down the way giving you just enough light to see. You lean against the wall beside John, the exhaustion beginning to cling to your eyes.

“Are you?” John asks suddenly.

“Hm?” You hum, unsure of what he’s asking about.

“Happy here?” He cuts the end off a cigar he pulled from the silver box that lives in his back pocket.

In the low light of the alley, his pupils overtake most of his irises. Dark and intense as he looks you over from head to toe. You see it, suddenly. The god that the others do. He’s not as physically large as Simon, or as loud as Johnny, but he fills every inch of any space he enters regardless. You suppose you became so used to being in that radius that you forgot just how much presence he carries. You’ve wrapped yourself in it like a blanket. A shield.

Your cheeks warm and you shuffle your feet. “I… yeah.”

“Good.” John sighs out a cloud of smoke. “It’d be a pain in the arse to replace you. The boys care about you too much.”

You stare up at him. You can feel something on the edge of his tone - some weight that you don’t understand. There always seems to be another layer to the things he says. Implications that you can’t understand, context that you’re missing. Part of you wants to ask, needs to ask, but the words get stuck in your throat. What would you say? You’re not even entirely sure what you need to ask. You know they care about you, and you care for them in turn, so why does it feel like there’s something missing?

“Does the boys include you?” You blurt, one again wishing that big guy from the convention was here to smash your head in like wile e. cayote and the anvil.

He looks you up and down, slightly taken aback while you debate on bolting. “Thought that was obvious.”

You scoff, still flustered. “You’re hard to read.”

“Am I, now?”

You nod. A comfortable silence falls over you, despite the awkwardness surely emanating from you. Your lip catches between your teeth, eyes on your feet. “John?”

“Dove?” He tilts his head, once again leaning ever so slightly closer to you.

“Thank you. For everything.” You murmur, voice low and unsure. “It’s… it’s really good here.”

“Think nothin’ of it, love.”

You look up at those pretty blue eyes. They always make your chest ache with some deep hole you haven’t been able to pin down. At first you could blame it on wanting to do well - to be a good employee. It’s more than that, though. It starts in your chest and seeps it’s way through the rest of you. A want. A craving. That’s the word. You crave those eyes on you. The weight of his hands, the fortitude of him.

You’re not sure who closes the gap - whether it’s you or him - but either way it closes. It’s too natural for the context of your relationship. You slot together too well. It’s not like with Kyle. John carries an intensity with him that Kyle never could. His beard scratches not unpleasantly. His lips are warm - you can taste hints of scotch and his cigar. He smells of spice and earth. Your hands rest on his broad shoulders - unsure of where to put them.

This is wrong. It’s messy. You already lied about Kyle, which he’ll surely find out. If he hasn’t already. What about Johnny? Or Simon? Will they think less of you? Are you less for this? For impulsively kissing your boss in some back alley? Will Kyle be angry if he finds out? Your thoughts surge, all chaotic waves crashing against each other in an attempt to make sense of this situation you find yourself in.

John’s arm wraps around your waist, pulling you closer into him. Your arms drape around his neck as you push onto your tips toes to meet him.

That’s a problem for future you.

A/N: Sorry this part took so long, I couldn’t decide if I wanted to escalate it or not but I want to get a move on with these boys

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y2klostandfound · 2 years ago

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How to win - Jet Set Radio Future on Game Players New magazine Vol.29 (Video game magazine)(Hong Kong)(2002)(06/03/2002)(Part 1)

Translation in English:

XBOX

2002

On sale

ACT - SEGA

6,800 Yen - 1-4 players

Corresponding to 5-1ch audio equipment

Attention!

This game is only suitable for and anyone who may imitate or reference the in-game characters should also avoid touching this game as much as possible. If anyone engages in similar behavior after reading this article, I or the publication will not be held responsible, please pay attention!

JET SET RADIO FUTURE

Hello everyone! I am a DJ PROFESSOR K, the embodiment of beauty and wisdom, and a heroic companion!! Do you feel that life is boring? Looking for something fun to do? Come on! Listen to my Tokyo underground radio station! ! Don't forget the name, yes! ! It's "JET SET RADIO"! ! YEEEEEEEE~~~~HAAAAAA! ! !

Let's start with an introduction to the current situation! Tokyo is now dominated by Gouji Rokkaku , whose "Rokkaku Group" is more powerful than the local government, and no matter what level it is, such as real estate, society, culture or entertainment, it is also controlled by them, and the people have no freedom of choice at all, day after day, month after month, they live according to the meaning of the Rokkaku, without a soul and without their own selves. Recently, Rokkaku succeeded in becoming the mayor, which completely fell to the hands of Rokkaku in Tokyo, even the law can be changed by him at will, of course, the police are not spared, and they have become Rokkaku's Corps and they are fighting against those who are against him, OH MY GOD!

However, where there is darkness, there is light, and a group of young people who are passionate about life are determined to vent their inner grievances with graffiti and to awaken the sleeping people with crazy actions. But there was one thing that surprised them, When it happened, it turned out that "Rokkaku Expo Stadium" was in full swing, and the surrounding vigilance was also strengthened a lot, which made the struggle between these young people and the Rokkaku Group heated up. Although the enemy is a group with great power, fortunately, many capable people have joined in the process of protest, which has ignited new hope for this group of young people. And this class of ideal Stormy Teenagers, they call themselves "GG"! !

Members of GG

CORN

The person who already existed when GG was founded is now GG's leader, very competitive, and often considers himself a genius.

GUM

She is another main member of GG, is responsible for the operation of the organization together with CONE (CORN), she is so calm that the men who have a crush on her automatically give up after ten minutes.

YOYO

The new member of the GG, the typical storm boy, is arrogant and often calls himself a cannon king.

BEAT

The mysterious boy who appeared on the streets of Tokyo, since his appearance, things have changed rapidly.

ROBOY

The robot that CONE(CORN) retrieves, everything else is unknown, only known to be as arrogant as CONE(CORN).

ROKKAKU GROUP

Rokkaku Police

The front-line personnel of the Rokkaku Group, everything that will hinder the people and things of the Rokkaku Group is also their goal.

HASHED (HAYASHI)

The police commander of the Rokkaku Police Force, Division 0 is a very troublesome policeman. If he is targeted by him, he will never have a good life.

Gouji Rokkaku

The chairman of the Rokkaku Group, who dominates Tokyo's economy and culture, is a very authoritarian careerist.

Getting Started

Controller

Buttons MENU In-game

Left Stick Select Walk/Run

Right Stick -- Look around (while standing)/Map

rotation (in PAUSE)

Arrow keys Select --

A button Decide Jump/Decide

B button Cancel Accelerate/Use props during battle

X button -- Continuous TRICK/HANDPLANT

Y button -- Continuous TRICK/TURN

START button Decide PAUSE on

BACK button Cancel Cancel

Left button -- The camera direction is corrected

to the front

Right button -- Spray GRAFFITI/ Dialogue unfolds

Various Actions Basics

Walk/Run

Left STICK is to control the character's movement. After inputting a few directions, the character will make a sprint start and then move forward at an even speed.

Jump

The A button is for jumping, The distance and height depend on the time of pressing the button, if you press it for a long time, you will jump higher, different characters will have more or less jumping power.

Turn

On the way to several directions, press the Y button to make the character turn his back foward and make a backward movement.

Dialogue

Some characters can have a dialogue with the player, as long as you approach the player, the dialogue icon will appear, and you can press the right button

Accelerate

Each time you use it, you need to consume 10 cans of spray paint, press the B button to use it, and you don't need to use it while jumping.

Camera Correction

During the game, the camera will turn with the character's movement, press the left button to correct it to look straight ahead.

TIC Tips

When fighting against the enemy or Rival, the left button can be used to lock the target. When the opponent is in front and the CURSOR is yellow, press the left button, and the CURSOR will turn red. At this time, press the B button to accelerate, and there is a chance to make a straight line to recover the gap, but it still needs 10 cans of spray paint.

TRICK

GRIND

Basically all handrails or fences can also do this action, just walk close to the above facilities, press the A button to jump, the character will automatically slide on the handrail or fence, and is not limited by the slope, even if it's vertical.

AIR

Using speed or an inclined platform, you can jump higher than normal, and the movements you make while flying are classified as AIR.

WALLRIDE

Specific walls (such as advertising boards) allow players to slide on them, and they are not limited by the slope, as long as the character touches the wall, and the speed is faster than that on the ground.

HANDPLANT

In some "U" shaped terrain, it is possible for the character to make this action, and when the character is about to reach the edge of the item, press the X button to make an upside down posture, which has the effect of accelerating.

COMBINATION

GRIND COMBINATION

On the railing-shaped terrain, it is possible to make GRIND movements, but in fact, combined actions can also be added to GRIND movements. And the method is simple, just press the X and Y buttons, and press continuously to make a series of actions to increase the score, as for what the use of the extra score is, I will introduce it to you later.

AIR COMBINATION

AIR COMBINATION is almost the same as GRIND, as long as you enter X and Y in the air state, the character will make fancy.

Spray Painting Tips

In the game map, there will be a rotating round plan (GRAFFITI POINT) on the wall, which represents a place that needs to be painted, the player has to make the character approach and then press the right button to spray the pattern. Each GRAFFITI POINT needs to consume a can of spray paint, but one thing to note is that pressing the right button anywhere will also consume a can of spray paint.

Continuous spraying

If there are more than one GRAFFITI POINT side by side on the wall, it means that the spray painting is of a larger size. Players can start from the first pattern and press the right button until the last one.

The type of spray painting

There are five sizes of spray painting in the game, namely SS, S, M, L, and XL.

NEW GAME

After selecting NEW GAME, you will start the main game mode for one person only and in order to spray GG's spray paint all over Tokyo, the player must travel through all the different areas and solve the obstacles in front of you. The game consists of two main parts, "STREET" and "GARAGE PARK", which will be introduced in detail below.

STREET

Based on Tokyo, each "STREET" can be regarded as a level, and certain conditions must be completed before moving on to the next one. As for the conditions, it is different each time, the player can ask other team members at Garage Park or listen to JSR'S DJ PROFESSOR K for information. But there is one thing common to all STREETs, that is, all spray painting must be completed. Another thing that we must mention is that each STREET will have certain hidden things that will not be provided with intelligence, how to find out, you have to look at your skills.

GARAGE PARK

The base camp of GG, all team members will also gather here, players can freely practice here, and listen to the ADVICE of teammates. In addition, if you talk to ROBOY, you can enter the GARAGE MENU screen, which has functions such as game setting change, SAVE, custom spraying, basic skill training, and character rotation in use. And every time you finish a street, you have to come back here once, so GARAGE PARK is definiteky an important place.

GG Handbook

In the GG Handbook, you can clearly understand the "STREET MISSION" of each version, so what is STREET MISSION?

In fact, these are the conditions for the appearance of the hidden "GRAFFITI SOUL" and every time you complete a STREET MISSION, a GRAFFITI SOUL will appear. GRAFFITI SOUL is an optional spray pattern that can be viewed and selected in the GARAGE MENU after obtaining it. However, in order to make STREET MISSION appear, you must first find and get the "MYSTERY TAPE" in this section, then the STREET MISSION can be found in the GG Handbook.

PAUSE Screen Diagram

1.Instruction - Indicates the condition or goal that is currently a priority.

2.The street where you are - Displays the name of the street where the player is currently located.

3.GRAFFITI SOUL/ GRAFFIT in the map -

Top:The number of GRAFFITI SOULS acquired in the same layout.

Bottom: The number of GRAFFITI completed in the same layout, calculated in GRAFFITI POINT.

4.Number of GRAFFITI SOUL - Number of GRAFFITI SOUL acquired.

5.The Direction of the PLAYER - The arrow represents the front of the player.

6.ICON-

CHARACTER CHANGE: Available only at GRAFFITI STOP.

SAVE:Available only at GRAFFITI STOP.

GG Handbook: The conditions in each map and the content of "Mystery TAPE".

Back to the game

Game Screen Explanation

MAIN GAME Screen

The usual game screen, STREET is the same as GARAGE PARK.

1.STAMINA GAUGE - After receiving damage, it will be reduced, and when it is reduced to zero, it will be game over.

2. Number of spray paint cans - It can be collected on the street, and you must have spray paint before you can spray paint.

3.Number of GRAFFITI - The number of paintings on the same layout, the number completed is on the left, and the total number is on the right.

4.GRAFFITI POINT - You must have this logo to spray paint on the wall.

5.SPEED METER - Indicates the current speed of the character.

Use continuous TRICK!

When using continuous TRICK, additional points will appear on the upper left of the screen. The more consecutive TRICKs you perform, the higher your score will be. When you reach a certain level of score, there will be "prizes". Let's work hard! !

BATTLE screen

There is a slight difference between BATTLE and MAIN GAME game modes, so the screen representations are different.

1.TIME - An item that will appear in RACE MODE, which will give the player a better understanding of the current situation when racing with RIVAL.

2.CURSOR - Whether it is BATTLE with the enemy or a RIVAL, CURSOR will also appear. When you approach the opponent, CURSOR will appear on the opponent.Press the left button at this time, and the CURSOR will turn red, indicating that the person has locked the target.

PAUSE screen

Press the START button during the game to enter the PAUSE screen, which is a decisive help for playing the game. You can also enter this screen when you are in BATTLE. Press the left and right buttons to switch map mode and view the entire map. In addition, the "GG Handbook" can also be viewed on this screen.

Continue to Part 2

#jet set radio future #xbox #jsrf

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edutainer2022 · 10 months ago

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In commemoration of that time, recently, when I delivered a conference keynote in a ridiculous o'clock timezone, after having been up and neck deep in other energy draining university commitments for three days straight on four hours of sleep at best, here's a little thing. I couldn't remember what I was talking about the minute the presentation ended. Scott Tracy is a public speaker extraordinaire on bingo sleep and adrenaline overdose. His brothers are worried and have to think on their feet. Special thanks to @astranite for nudging my muse in this direction.

AUTOPILOT

The trick was to get him off the stage. Scott Tracy, the Tracy Industries CEO, giving an opening keynote at the New Frontiers Expo had been scheduled a year in advance (involving the program committee begging on hands and knees for a year prior, Scott's annual commitments shuffling, some major security concessions, up to and including Kayo's team practically taking over the venue security altogether, as well as meeting a hard line of excluding any tech associated with Langstrom Fischler from the exhibits or conference talks).

Nobody could predict a mine collapse and Scott Tracy, the Commander of IR and Thunderbird One, being involved on site for the past thirty six hours (a good portion of that time spent underground without sleep).

The family medics' quorum, in full agreement with the family extended quorum, voted for canceling his public appearance and putting him on mandated rest. For a week. But Scott Tracy gave his word. So Scott Tracy gave his talk.

As keynotes go it was a huge success. Scott was passionate, funny and inspired, engaging the audience with dimples, moving personal touches and heartfelt convictions. The listeners were just about ready to "boldly go" wherever Scott would lead the way to a better, technologically enhanced and kinder tomorrow.

They divided forces in case the predictable worse actually came to pass. Virgil was behind the podium with a med kit and med scanner at hand. Gordon unironically got a tranq gun, which earned him a side-eye, but knowing Scott it might as well come handy.

John was in the audience, vigilant and listening to the keynote (and rather enjoying biggest brother public speaking prowess - seriously, how did Scott do it, half-dead on his feet?), ready to step up and take over if need be. That wouldn't be what the hundreds of Expo attendees payed and donated to R&D funds for, but they'd be getting A Dr. Tracy, at least, if The Mr. Tracy collapsed mid-sentence.

That was just the problem at the moment. Scott didn't. He concluded the speech, got a standing ovation, and was now just sort of hanging out on stage, swaying slightly. It was obvious he was running on dregs of fumes of an adrenaline high, refusing to crash on sheer willpower. It was also obvious Scott was completely unfocused and unaware where he was and what he'd been doing the minutes prior. The brilliant blue eyes were getting telltale glassy.

John had a FRANTIC Virgil booming in his earpiece. The public spotlight made the logistics of what needed to happen next tricky: they couldn't just drag him off the podium in a firefighter hold or tranq him - and spoil the profound impression of the speech; they also couldn't wait much longer till Scott fainted in front of everyone (and possibly injured himself by the fall). John was half on his way up to try and steer Scott bodily off the stage. Gordon would have been a better man for the job - dressing the thing up with a quip and some theatrics, but the Fish was still in uniform. IR on site, crashing the keynote, might have set off unwelcome panic, dangerous in a crowded space.

In the end, it was still Gordon's out-of-the-box thinking that saved the situation. They could all hear a boy's voice through their earpieces - Alan went for the highest littlest-brother-in-distress pitch he could master:

"Scotty, could you come here? I'm right behind you! Scotty, please!"

Scott could hear it too. A less exhausted brain would have remembered Allie was on the island still. They agreed Scott would take him the next day on a tour around the Expo and to several talks the kid wanted to attend.

But Scott's bandwidth capacity at the moment was reduced to the most rudimentary parent-brain instincts. So he started slightly, turned on his heel and marched backstage. It took a bit of flailing to placate a wild-eyed Scott that a) Allie wasn't in danger; b) Allie wasn't there immediately available for inspection and protecting from danger.

It came as close as Gordon clicking the safety off the tranq gun. But finally, the blue eyes stopped searching the perimeter behind Virgil's shoulder and rolled back. Scott slumped as a ragdoll in Virgil's hold.

John rushed to join the brothers the moment he heard Alan on comms. In between the three of them they settled the Commander on a hoverstrecher. Virgil insisted on a quick scan on the spot. Nothing more serious beyond bruises, exhaustion, stress and dehydration. Small mercies. Every single one of them had a private itemized inventory of possible injuries Scott might have "forgotten" to mention in order to be cleared for the keynote commitment.

Kayo's security team were clearing the path for them, off the Expo busy routes, to leave for Thunderbird Two discretely.

John lingered to brush the fringe off Scott's now noticeably pale forehead. His original intent was to go straight back to orbit after the biggest brother was sorted out. But now, there was no way Grandma or Virgil would let Scott out of the infirmary for the next forty eight hours at least. Nor would Virgil let biggest brother out of his sight for at least twice as long after. So it would fall to John to take Alan to the Expo and show the boy around.

John didn't favor crowded bustling places on a good day, but it was crucial not to disappoint or worry the kid. Scotty unconscious, sedated and grounded would have him anxious enough. It was also a great bonding opportunity with the baby-brother and a way to lift a bit of weight off Scott's shoulders. John knew biggest brother enough to foresee he'd beat himself up for succumbing to weakness and letting Alan down. John couldn't have that. So he landed a hand for support on Gordon's shoulder and all together they started the way home.

#thunderbirds are go #scott tracy #scott tracy needs a break #john tracy #john tracy didn't sign up for this #virgil tracy #gordon tracy #and thinks fast #alan tracy #features briefly #john tracy is a good brother #methinks i have astronomy #my fic #thunderbirds 2015 #tracy brotherdom of love

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kedreeva · 1 year ago

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I am briefly holding a hognose for someone that asked me to pick him up at the expo. I don't actually have any snake setups anymore, but this terrarium only has plants, springtails, and some Oreo isopods in it, so I added an underground hide, a water bowl, and a heat lamp for him and put him in. So far he seems to be enjoying it. He dug up a bunch of the substrate (it's mostly coco coir, spagnum moss, and orchid bark chips, this was meant to house animals eventually just not a snake) and basked for a while and took a mouse for me. I miss having snakes, but I know I don't have the time for them. It's still nice to snabysit for a little while!

#snakes #hognose #Longfeather Lane #my pets #i think he might be blind in one eye #and don't worry it's not always that wet #i had JUST watered the terrarium and misted the mosses #it's winter here so that'll dry off by end of day

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baxtervalentine · 2 years ago

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SO! I have a couple predictions for what might happen in bigtop burger s3. a lot of this is just wishful thinking but I want to scream about it because hooooooly moly

bigtop/zomburger crew team up to go get steve via The Hole conrad pointed out in expo

more interaction between the two groups ensue and we get more exposition about them, maybe even a glimpse of their lives before they joined their respective crews?

more of that secretary looking person, possibly as an antagonist/obstacle to the team

the underground's idea of "retirement" is laying cesare to rest again, which he did NOT know and would much rather be alive

steve's eventual escape might give reason for whoever's in charge of cesare to keep him alive, since he's the only one who's ever actually managed to catch steve. this might give him incentive to help the team with the jailbreak (not because he's kind of having second thoughts over getting steve imprisoned. shut up.)

feel free to leave your thoughts abt this in the comments!!! I really wanna talk about this show

#bigtop burger #bigtop burger spoilers #theories

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trashboxzine · 9 months ago

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Introduction post!

Hello! Welcome to Trash Box Zine!

made by @nomial-decimal

<3 @fyers

This is a small zine production blog to share zines made by Trash Box Zine :D

Based off of the East Coast, one day hoping to attend SPX (Small Print Expo) with some original comics!

Will also be posting underground sticker art found along the way :)

Free Palestine, Congo, Sudan <3

#zine #intro #small press #printmaking

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downthetubes · 2 months ago

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The Boston Comic Arts Foundation Announces the Underground Visionary Award

The Boston Comic Arts Foundation recently announced long-time comics publisher, agent, and champion Denis Kitchen as the recipient of the first ever annual Underground Visionary Award

The Boston Comic Arts Foundation recently announced long-time comics publisher, agent, and champion Denis Kitchen as the recipient of the first ever annual Underground Visionary Award, which will be given each year at the Massachusetts Independent Comics Expo. Joel Christian Gill and Denis Kitchen. Image courtesy Boston Comic Arts Foundation The Award seeks to honour the work of an individual,…

#Awards #Boston Comic Arts Foundation #Denis Kitchen #downthetubes News #Underground Visionary Award

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tangledbea · 11 months ago

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This may be a weird question, but how many followers do you have? Since you're pretty much the biggest Tangled the series blog, I feel like the number of followers you have is probably a good guesstimate as to how big the TTS fandom is. Even if the fandom has shrank a bit since the series ended, and the series' fandom was always kinda small and underground compared to the brony fandom, the owl house fandom, the steven universe fandom etc, but I find it strange how the when the first season premiered, the pilot had millions of viewers, the show got into an expo, there was merch, but by mid season 2 it was clear that the series had became forgotten, and its fandom small and obscure. How big do you think the series fandom is/was?

This blog has over 7k followers, but please don't use it as a litmus for how many fans the show has/how big the fandom is. After all, not everyone who likes the show is on Tumblr. In fact, a lot of the fandom is divided, sticking to the social media platform that suits their tastes. I'm not on other social media platforms (I mean, I have accounts, but I'm not active), but I was, back when the series was still airing, and the things fans were drawn to was vastly different on Insta and Twitter than it was on Tumblr.

Also, honestly, I don't tend to pay much attention to my follower count, but I don't ever remember it being much more than this. Meaning that the number of people who follow me hasn't really changed since the height of the series.

But also also, this blog has over 7k followers four years after the series ended, and I see posts about people rewatching it or watching for the first time every week. That's no small deal.

#Tangled #Tangled the Series #TTS #Answered

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omegaremix · 6 months ago

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Summer 2000 Mixtape.

Bustah Rhymes f. Raekwon & Ghostface Killah & Roc Marciano “The Heist”

Lord Tariq & Peter Gunz “This Cold World”

Phat Kat “Dedication To The Suckers”

Aboriginals, The “Number Theory”

De La Soul f. Redman “Oooh”

Royce Da 5’9” “Boom”

Guiro f. DJ Spinna “Solevision”

Dilated Peoples “Work The Angles” RMX

Slum Village “Raise It Up”

Kool G Rap & RZA “Cakes”

Ruff Ryders f. Snoop Dogg & Scarface & Jadakiss & Yung Wun “World War III”

Planet Asia & Talib Kweli “Don’t Let Up”

Yak Ballz “Nasty Or Nice”

M.O.P. “Ante Up”

Slum Village “Climax (Girl Shit)”

Mack 10 f. E-40 “Can’t Stop”

Big L “Holdin’ It Down”

Barber Shop Emcees “Money, Music, And Women”

Lonnie Liston Smith & The Cosmic Echoes “Aspirations”

Galt McDermott “Ripped Apart By Metal Explosions”

Les McCann “Valarta”

Richard “Groove” Holmes “Onsaya Joy”

Bob James “Caribbean Nights”

Lonnie Liston Smith & The Cosmic Echoes “Expansions”

Steve Davis “It’s All Because She’s Gone”

Mahavishnu Orchestra “Resolution”

Randy Crawford “Street Life”

Earth, Wind & Fire “Brazilian Rhyme (Beijo Interlude)”

Lonnie Liston Smith & The Cosmic Echoes “Colors Of The Rainbow”

Andreas Ammer & FM Einheit Sensation Death

Damage Manual “Sunset Gun”

Apoptygma Berzerk “Eclipse”

Front Line Assembly “Fatalist” (Rhys Fulber RMX)

Subconscious label Wild Planet

Caspar Brotzmann & FM Einheit Merry Christmas

Assemblage 23 “Bi-Polar”

Invisible label Drug Test Volume I

Andreas Ammer & FM Einheit Deutsche Krieger

Christoph De Babalon If You’re Into It I’m Out Of It

DJ Rap “It’s Good To Be Alive” (Deep Dish RMX)

Stereolab “Metronomic Underground” (Wagon Christ RMX)

Primal Scream “Kill All Hippies”

Squarepusher “Tequila Fish”

Hanin Elias In Flames 1994-1999

Underworld “Bruce Lee”

Genaside “The Genaside Will Not Be Televised”

Kraftwerk “Expo 2000”

Squarepusher “Central Line”

southpacific Constance

Harry Pussy Ride A Dove

Relapse Records label Japanese / American Noise Treaty

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deep-in-dalens-closet · 6 months ago

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Live blog Sacanime update

We walked around the expo center, artist alley, style aisle and underground market.

Underground market was mostly naked anime body pillows. No pics for that

Style aisle was cute.

Artist alley was great. Didn’t know most of the content tho but I found out later

Expo was good! Found some cool cosplayers and cool artists, linked below

And Otabi does the cutest sweaters and Izel does Aztec inspired designs including Pokémon

My sibling also got me a dice! It’s so cool cus it looks like an LED dice but it isn’t. Dice and maker below

#critical role #sacanime

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brookstonalmanac · 8 months ago

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Holidays 6.29

Holidays

Bonus Hole Day

Chronic Migraine Awareness Day

Coriander Day (French Republic)

Day of Partisans and Underground Resistance (Russia)

Day of the Telephone Operator (Brazil)

Engineer’s Day (Ecuador)

Eva Day (UK)

FLASCO Day (Florida)

Flower and Camera Day

Gadsen Purchase Ratification Day

Gioco Del Ponte (Pisa, Italy)

Herb Harvesting Day (East Anglica, UK)

Homosexual Pride Day

Hug Holiday

Internal Autonomy Day (French Polynesia)

International Danube Day

International Day of the Tropics

International Mud Day

International Fisherman’s Day

International Sharing Day

International Transgender Youth Day

Interstate Highway Day

iPhone Day

Leroy Experiment 629 Day (Lilo & Stitch)

MIA Azatamartik Remembrance Day (Armenia)

Missing in North Texas Day

National AMHP Day (UK)

National Amnesia Awareness Day (UK)

National Camera Day

National Darts Day

National Dieselbilly Day

National Family Day (Indonesia)

National Fred Day

National Gordon Day

National Guy Day

National Nash Day

National Paddy Day (Nepal)

National Sports Day (Fiji)

National Statistics Day (India)

Remote Control Day

Sacrament of the Silicon Host

Shipbuilder Day (Russia)

629 Day

Smith & Wesson 629 Day

Smosh Appreciation Day

Veterans Day (Netherlands)

World Industrial Design Day

World Music Designation Day

World Scleroderma Awareness Day

Yellow Cock’s Comb Day

Youth Day (Russia)

Food & Drink Celebrations

Bacon Burnt End Day

Gnocchi Day (Argentina)

Meatballs Day

National Almond Buttercrunch Day

Waffle Iron Day

Independence & Related Days

Autonomy Day (French Polynesia)

Central Province Day (Solomon Islands; 1981)

Seychelles (from UK, 1976)

Tahiti (Annexed by France; 1880)

5th & Last Saturday in June

Armed Forces Day (UK) [Last Saturday]

Bartender and Mixologist Day [Last Saturday]

Day of Inventors & Rationalizers (Russia) [Last Saturday]

Great American Picnic Day [Last Saturday]

International Handstand Day [Last Saturday]

International Scoliosis Awareness Day [Last Saturday]

National Celebrate Your Marriage Day [Last Saturday]

National Cornhole Day [Last Saturday]

National Haskap Berry Day [Last Saturday]

Vegan Pizza Day [Last Saturday]

Veteranendag (Veteran’s Day; Netherlands) [Last Saturday]

World Bike Naked Day [Last Saturday]

World Day Against Pet Abandonment [Last Saturday]

World Sand Dune Day [Last Saturday]

Festivals Beginning June 29, 2024

Adirondack Wine and Food Festival (Lake George, New York) [thru 6.30]

Blues, Brews and Food Truck Festival (New Glarus, Wisconsin)

CHUM Rhubarb Festival (Duluth, Minnesota)

Festival d’Avignon (Avignon, France) [thru 7.21]

Haro Wine Festival (Haro, Spain)

IN THE PALACE International Short Film Festival (Pernik, Bulgaria) [thru 7.6]

Kingston Fire Association's Beerfest (Kingston, New Hampshire)

Midsummer Fantasy Renaissance Faire (Ansonia, Connecticut) [thru 7.14]

MuslimFest (Mississauga, Ontario, Canada)

National Cherry Festival (Traverse City, Michigan) [thru 7.6]

Oxbow Music Festival (Johnson, Vermont)

Peace, Love, BBQ … and Pizza! (Plains, Georgia)

Peterborough Musicfest (Peterborough, Ontario, Canada)

Playtime (Paris, France) [thru 7.1]

Raspberry Festival (Middlefield, Connecticut)

Reggae Love Festival (Manassas, Virginia)

Roskilde Festival (Roskilde, Denmark) [thru 7.6]

Santa Barbara Wine + Food Festival (Santa Barbara, California)

Show-Me Gourd Society Art Festival: Gourd Tales (Lebanon, Missouri) [thru 6.30]

South Berwick Strawberry Festival (South Berwick, Maine)

Supanova Pop Culture Expo (Perth, Australia) [thru 6.30]

Tour de France (thru 7.21)

Whiskies of the World (Nashville, Tennessee)

Zoobilee! Feast with the Beasts (Providence, Rhode Island)

Feast Days

Albuquerque (Positivist; Saint)

Allan Houser (Artology)

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (Writerism)

Appreciate Herbs Day (Pastafarian)

Bawming the Thorn (Appleton, England; Everyday Wicca)

Bobby London (Artology)

Brian Herbert (Writerism)

Cassius of Narni (Christian; Saint)

David B. Mattingly (Artology)

Elizabeth Claire Chapel Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Emma (Christian; Saint & Widow)

Feast Day in Honor of Papa Legba (Voodoo; Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Feast of Saints Peter and Paul (a.k.a. ...

Day of the Christian Martyr (Voice of the Martyrs)

Doukhobor Peace Day (Canada)

Haro Wine Festival (Haro, La Rioja)

La Festa di San Pietro e Paolo (Rome, Italy)

L-Imnarja (Malta)

Miracle of the Moose (Russian Orthodox)

Ratcatcher’s Day (Hamelin, Germany)

Solemnity of Saints Peter and Paul

Funeral of Kostroma Celebration (East Slavic Fertility Goddess)

Hemma (Christian; Saint)

Knitting Day (Pastafarian)

The Koala (Muppetism)

Michael Whelan (Artology)

Oharai (Grand Purification Festival; Shinto)

Peter the Apostle (Christian; Saint)

Pietro Paolo Troisi (Artology)

Salome and Judith (Christian; Saints)

Solstitium II (Pagan)

Wicked Fairies Summer Debate (Shamanism)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Butsumetsu (仏滅 Japan) [Unlucky all day.]

Uncyclopedia Bad to Be Born Today (because it’s the day Santa judges everyone to be naughty or nice.)

Premieres

Aesop’s Fable … The Mosquito (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1945)

Bachelor Party (Film; 1984)

Bad Moms (Film; 2016)

Banty Raids (WB MM Cartoon; 1963)

Colony, by Philip K. Dick (Short Story; 1953)

Coming to America (Film; 1988)

Conan the Destroyer (Film; 1984)

Daily Telegraph (London UK Daily Newspaper; 1855)

Dancing in the Street, recorded by David Bowie and Mick Jagger (Song; 19985)

Days of Thunder (Film; 1990)

Donald’s Crime (Disney Cartoon; 1945)

Do You Love Me, recorded by The Contours (Song; 1962)

Extraordinary Attorney Woo (TV Series; 2022)

Feedback, by Rush (Album; 2004)

Henry VIII, by William Shakespeare and John Fletcher (Play; 1613)

The King and I (Film; 1956)

Kiss Kiss, by Roald Dahl (Short Stories; 1959)

Le Escape Goat (The Inspector Cartoon; 1967)

The Leftovers (TV Series; 2014)

Life Among the Savages, by Shirley Jackson (Memoir; 1953)

The Living Daylights (James Bond Film, UK; 1987) [#15]

The Looking Glass War, by John le Carré (Novel; 1965) [George Smiley #4]

Magic Mike (Film; 2012)

Meatballs (Film; 1979)

Moonraker (James Bond Film, US; 1979) [#11]

Northwoods (Oswald the Lucky Rabbit Day; 1931)

Ratatouille (Animated Pixar Film; 2007)

Running with Scissors, by Weird Al Yankovic (Album; 1999)

See the World (Terrytoons Cartoon; 1934)

See Ya Later Gladiator (WB LT Cartoon; 1968)

A Self-Made Mongrel (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1945)

Sherlock Pink (Pink Panther Cartoon; 1976)

The Spy in the Ointment, by Donald E. Westlake (Novel; 1966)

Strong to the Finich (Fleischer Popeye Cartoon; 1934)

Ted (Film; 2012)

Tomorrow We Diet! (Disney Cartoon; 1951)

Trap Happy (Tom & Jerry Cartoon; 1946)

War of the Worlds (Film; 2005)

Who Killed Cock Robin? (Silly Symphony Cartoon; 1935)

Today’s Name Days

Gero, Paul, Peter (Austria)

Kamen, Pavel, Petar, Petra, Petrana (Bulgaria)

Pavao, Petar (Croatia)

Pavel, Petr (Czech Republic)

Paulus, Petrus (Denmark)

Peedo, Peedu, Peep, Peet, Peeter (Estonia)

Peetu, Pekka, Pekko, Petja, Petra, Petri, Petrus, Petteri, Pietari (Finland)

Paul, Pierre (France)

Gero, Paul, Peter (Germany)

Pavlos, Petros (Greece)

Pál, Péter (Hungary)

Paolo, Pietro (Italy)

Pauls, Pāvils, Pēteris (Latvia)

Benita, Gedrimė, Mantigirdas, Petras, Povilas (Lithuania)

Per, Peter, Petter (Norway)

Benedykta, Benita, Dalebor, Paweł, Piotr (Poland)

Pavel, Petru (România)

Pavol, Peter, Petra (Slovakia)

Emma, Pablo, Pedro (Spain)

Peter, Petra, Petrus (Sweden)

Paul, Peter (Ukraine)

Emma, Emmett, Heaven, Parnell, Parnella, Pedro, Pete, Peter, Pierce, Pierre, Salome (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 181 of 2024; 185 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 6 of week 26 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Duir (Oak) [Day 21 of 28]

Chinese: Month 5 (Geng-Wu), Day 24 (Jia-Zi)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 23 Sivan 5784

Islamic: 22 Dhu al-Hijjah 1445

J Cal: 1 Red; Oneday [1 of 30]

Julian: 16 June 2024

Moon: 42%: Waning Crescent

Positivist: 12 Charlemagne (7th Month) [Albuquerque]

Runic Half Month: Feoh (Wealth) [Day 6 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 10 of 94)

Week: 4th Full Week of June)

Zodiac: Cancer (Day 9 of 31)

#Holidays

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