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NewAge Mimic: Mini, but mighty

Spawned from NewAge's "fuck it we ball" approach to repaints and a complete lack of any toy, ever, H60W Mimic comes in to hopefully fill a tiny hole in your heart.

Introduced in Transformers Animated, Wasp was first seen as a dark doppelganger to that shows Bumblebee, before going on to gain several sets of additional legs. With the official toy getting canceled and going completely unreleased, the slightly-less-creepy-but-similarly-insane Wasp never saw a release in plastic form, unlike Waspinator, and this is something that NewAge has attempted to amend. With a reuse of their Windcharger mold to better capture the slightly slimmer feel of the on-screen Animated design. they've brought this G1-esque re-imagining to life in sleek, fierce fashion.

Now, you may be asking yourself: Why didn't they just use Bumblebee? To that I say: Fuck if I know dude. For a slightly more genuine answer, he's a bit fat. G1 Bee is much more stout and round than his Animated counterpart, with whom Wasp shares a body. It doesn't quite fit the, frankly, much edgier persona his green cousin carries. A Windcharger redeco leaves a much slimmer build while still staying comfortably in minibot territory. Besides, you can't argue with how good the vehicle mode looks. This is one of the many freedoms granted by releases such as this. There's no source material to adhere to. Wasp was, obviously, never in G1, so the character doesn't have to stay a Bumblebee recolor. NewAge was free to make him whatever they wanted, and his lush paint job speaks for itself as to how well that worked.

The transformation is a fun, clever time that neatly packs everything away and doesn't waste any space. My only complaints are the lack of tabs in his legs in robot mode, the fact that there's no where to store the stinger, not that weapon storage was ever one of NewAge's focuses, and that pulling the arms out when going to robot mode can be a bit annoying thanks to his size. There simply isn't enough toy to get a solid grasp.

Articulation is solid and sturdy, with enough to leave him plenty expressive and appropriately menacing without being a pain to pose at this scale, which we'll get to in just a second... His head and shoulders are on ball joints, giving them plenty of freedom (though those shoulders can pop off a bit easily), and his arms are hinged for nearly 90° forwards and back. He's equipped with an ab crunch, and moving further down he's got a full 360° waist swivel, thanks to the transformation. His knees are a bit strange, sitting just above the set of hinges that form his shins, which, again, don't tab together. His feet are big enough that he doesn't have too much trouble standing, but his heels also could've been just a bit longer. Mimic is able to achieve a wide range of dynamic poses, further amplified by his single stinger accessory.

Now, for those that don't know, Legends scale is, in short, a shrunken down version of the TF cast, based around the old Legends size class from Generations and comparable to the modern day Core class. Much more manageable for some collectors, but far too pricey for what you're getting for others. So, when you combine a miniature scale with a minibot... you get mini^2. Mimic is Micromaster sized.

Now, this isn't inherently a bad thing. Not by any means. I find him quite fun to hold, and save for one or two things that are just a bit too small for my fingers, NewAge kept him fairly easy to manage. Does this mean I wouldn't also want him a bit bigger? Also no. If he were the same size as Legacy United Bumblebee, I would be a very happy woman. Would fix my few gripes with him. But alas, he is not.

Overall, Mimic is a well designed, well produced take on Wasp, but his biggest weakness is tied to the entire basis of the company that made him. The only other issue with this set is that, well, it's a set. Mimic is sold as part of a two pack with H60B Nightcralwer, or, if you so prefer, Shattered Glass Windcharger. It's a fine deco with a lush finish, but... I don't want him. It's another rather unfortunate result of the legends scaling. Probably. They're so small they have to make two of them at a time. Maybe. I don't work for them idk- Their Bumblebee and Cliffjumper molds were sold the same way, with this sets original release being Windcharger and Tailgate. Those guys had a buddy, so Wasp had to have a buddy. Unfortunately, I don't think you're allowed to have roommates in the Stockade.

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hi regarding gay couples tallstar (leader of windclan when firestar first got involved) and JAKE. FIRESTARS DAD i think i remember they got together maybe after death lol

windc... WAIT THERES A CAT NAMED JAKE? JAKE? AND HIS SON IS NAMED FIRE STAR? AND WINDCLAN? THERE ARE ELEMENTAL TRIBES...... i knew they had names but its really really sinking in now like can they FLY?....

[thistleclaws-hatred]

Crowfeather Joins ThunderClan AU - 2

“You let him name one of your kits?” Squirrelfight asked, her eyes wider than the moon.

“They are his kits as well, I don’t understand what the big deal is. You got to name one,” Leafpool pointed out.

“Because I’m going to mother them!” Squirrelflight lashed her tail angrily.

“Well...we don’t know that to be a fact,” Leafpool muttered.

“What?”

“Maybe Crowfeather and I could parent them. They are our kits and no one should have to live with such a heavy secret,” Leafpool explained quietly, flicking her tail out of the way of Lionkit’s paws. Leafpool hadn’t mentioned that Crowfeather had named Lionkit for as long as she could. Now it was a few days later since the naming and the pair of she-cats were preparing to return to ThunderClan.

“You’re going to join WindClan? And leave ThunderClan without a medicine cat?” Squirrelflight couldn’t believe her ears.

“No! I could never leave ThunderClan. Crowfeather said that he would join ThunderClan to help father these kits,” Leafpool folded her ears back. I would never betray my clan! Not more than I already have at least...

“WindClan and I have very few ties,” the dark tom replied from the entrance to the den. He had dropped off two small sparrows. “Please Leafpool, you need to eat.”

“And you need to leave. You cannot join ThunderClan!” Squirrelflight hissed, pushing the sparrows towards Leafpool and moving Crowfeather further out of the den.

“That is not for you to decide. That is up to Firestar,” Crowfeather reminded the ginger she-cat, “Unless you’ve become Squirrelstar while I’ve been out hunting.”

The warrior spat but knew that Crowfeather was right nonetheless. She blocked him once more from approaching Leafpool, “Think about what you’re doing here.”

“There really is no choice, those kits are mine as much as they are Leafpool’s. I have every right to be in their lives.”

“Will you two quit arguing! It’s driving me and the kits halfway to StarClan,” Leafpool grumbled.

Crowfeather gently pushed his way past Squirrelflight and sat beside the nursing queen. He smiled as Jaykit pressed into the thick fluff of his own dark tail, meowing softly. Lionkit was still trying to catch Leafpool’s tail, “It’s going to be my first piece of prey!” The golden tabby yelled out proudly.

Even Squirrelflight pushed aside her anger towards Crowfeather and watched the two kits play happily with their parents. Wait! Two kits? “Where’s Hollykit?”

Faster than one could say “mouse”, Crowfeather was out of the den and searching all along the small dirt hollow the group had sheltered in. Leafpool kept the other two within range while Squirrelflight checked the den thoroughly.

“She must’ve wandered off, I’ll go find her,” Crowfeather said, a layer of fear masking his voice.

The lithe tom sprinted up the small hill and ran into the woods, with Squirrelflight not too far behind. The pair of warriors said nothing, they both just wanted Hollykit to be safe. They split up, racing through the forest and calling out Hollykit’s name.

Crowfeather blocked out the chill of the morning air, narrowing his eyes to deflect the harsh winds from his view. “Hollykit! Hollykit where are you?” His voice echoed off the trees around them.

A tiny mew stopped Crowfeather dead in his tracks. He perked his ears and strained them, trying to pinpoint where the kit was. “Crowfeather?” A tiny voice called out shakily.

The WindClan warrior spun around and headed for a large oak tree, where a tiny black bundle was curled up under a root. “Oh! Hollykit, there you are. How did you get so far away?” He asked, scooping her up by the scruff and heading back towards their makeshift den.

“I wanted to go hunting!” She protested, her tiny body shivering.

“Hollykit!” Leafpool’s voiced stopped the pair of dark cats. “There you are!” The queen ran towards the two, with Squirrelflight and the other two kits in tow.

“She wanted to go hunting,” Crowfeather explained, almost having to stifle a purr.

“Of course she did,” Leafpool shook her head between her licks, trying to groom all of the dirt out of Hollykit’s pelt.

“Hey! WindClan! What are you doing on ThunderClan territory?” A tom shouted at the group from afar.

Crowfeather felt the blood drain from his body and his heart plummet. Had they really crossed the border without noticing?

The dark tom turned to face the caller and saw a ThunderClan patrol glaring at him with claws unsheathed.

Squirrelflight moved in front of Crowfeather, blocking the ThunderClan cats from directly attacking him, “Spiderleg! What are you guys doing out so early?”

“Firestar wants more patrols, WindClan and ShadowClan have been stirring up trouble,” the long-legged tom explained.

The patrol made their way towards the group, their bodies more relaxed but Crowfeather felt the fur on his back stand on end.

“Dustpelt, Stormfur,” the ginger she-cat greeted the rest of the patrol.

“Squirrelflight what’s going on here? What is Crowfeather doing on our territory? And who’s kits are those?” Dustpelt asked, narrowing his eyes at the three kits pressed against Leafpool.

“It’s a long story, one we shouldn’t have to explain here,” Squirrelflight answered, flicking her tail impatiently.

“We should take all of them back to Firestar, he’ll want to know what’s happened,” Stormfur suggested. The other two toms nodded in agreement and motioned for the group to follow them.

——-

Back at the ThunderClan camp, Crowfeather felt a pit of dread swallow him whole. His claws instinctively unsheathed the moment they walked into the clearing, the fur on the back of his neck standing up. 

The WindClan tom felt pairs of eyes gouging holes in his pelt, and he sat next to Leafpool, bowing his head as Firestar and Brambleclaw approached the group.

“Well this is unexpected,” the ThunderClan leader said, looking at the three kits with interest.

“They have to feed,” Leafpool fretted, watching as the kits clambered over each other.

“I can watch them,” Ferncloud’s sweet voice called from the nursery, “At least until this meeting is done.”

“Thank you Ferncloud,” Firestar dipped his head. Dustpelt helped to gather the kits towards his mate, a small smile appearing on his face when Lionkit attacked his tail.

“Now,” Firestar turned his attention towards Crowfeather, “What are you doing here?” A hint of aggression layered Firestar’s calm meow.

Crowfeather froze. Was he supposed to tell the truth? Lie? Say he saw a kit running and tried to save it?

“Those are your kits,” Firestar said, his voice cold. “Aren’t they?”

Crowfeather nodded, his paws frozen in place.

“Yours and Leafpool’s,” Brambleclaw added.

The medicine cat had her eyes locked on the nursery, a look of longing filled her eyes. “Yes. They’re our kits,” Leafpool said without taking her eyes off of the nursery.

“Your kits will be fine with Ferncloud,” Firestar meowed, urging Leafpool to pay attention. “Now, will someone explain what happened?”

Leafpool faced her father, shame rooting her to the ground and blood roaring in her ears. “They are my kits. Mine and Crowfeather’s. I never meant for this to happen, it was never supposed to happen like this!” She wailed, her voice high.

“You had kits with a WindClan warrior?” Spiderleg asked from behind the group, “You’re a medicine cat, that’s breaking two codes!”

“I know.” Leafpool’s voice was sad.

“Firestar,” Brackenfur called the attention to himself, “What are we to do with them?”

With us? Oh no! What is Firestar going to do to me? What about my kits? Crowfeather’s tail bristled.

Firestar paused, looking from Crowfeather to Leafpool. He then faced his other daughter, “You were going to mother these kits, weren’t you?”

“To protect Leafpool, I would do anything,” Squirrelflight said defensively.

“She broke the warrior code! She must be punished!” Dustpelt hissed from outside the nursery.

“ThunderClan doesn’t exactly have a clean slate for the warrior code, now does it?” Crowfeather spat. “Purdy and Daisy are both outsiders that have been welcomed here, Stormfur is half RiverClan and lives with the Tribe alongside Brook and they both live here! Yellowfang was a medicine cat that had a kit! ThunderClan isn’t innocent, no Clan is!” Crowfeather stood in front of Leafpool, protecting her from her own clan.

“Silence Dustpelt. Leafpool is our medicine cat, our only medicine cat. She will remain as such until I decide otherwise. For a current punishment, you must not see your kits until this is sorted out. Ferncloud can nurse them for the time being and you are only to go into the nursery if Ferncloud or Daisy needs you. Understood?” Firestar narrowed his eyes, ignoring Crowfeather’s outburst.

“Yes Firestar, I understand,” Leafpool bit back a whine.

“Good. As for you Crowfeather, you should return to your own territory.” Brambleclaw spoke up, his claws raking lines in the dirt.

Crowfeather wanted to protest, he wanted to say that he was staying to father his kits, but he couldn’t argue in the center of the ThunderClan camp. “As you wish.”

The dark tom stood to leave, casting one last glance at Leafpool and then another at the nursery. I will be back my loves.

Firestar entered the medicine cat den after the camp had mellowed out from the news and he was free to move around without being questioned at every step. “Leafpool?”

Leafpool looked up from the pile of herbs she was sorting, the rims of her eyes were wet and her pelt was ruffled, “Yes Firestar?”

“I believe we must travel to the Moonpool,” the ginger tom began, “Only StarClan can help us at this point.”

“You wish to travel to the Moonpool for advice about...about what to do with me and my kits?” Leafpool asked.

“That's the gist of it, yes.”

“Then we should leave at once,” Leafpool muttered, “I want to get this over with.”

“If that is what you so choose,” Firestar said, beckoning the medicine cat with his tail.

“We have to go through WindClan territory,” Leafpool reminded him, her heart suddenly sinking.

“You are to speak with nobody,” Firestar commanded.

Their trek through WindClan territory was quick and easy, not even a border patrol was out to question the pair.

Every step Leafpool took felt like moving a dozen boulders and she had to will herself to keep up with her father. She could still feel her kits’ warmth against her and she longed to be sleeping with them.

“We’re almost there,” Firestar meowed.

I know that. Leafpool bit back the remark and padded closer to her father.

“I know it must hurt to have to be away from your kits, but you must understand that you broke the warrior code when you had them,” Firestar sighed. He didn’t want to discipline his daughter, but his duty as the ThunderClan leader and his duty to the warrior code meant that everyone had to be treated equally.

“I never meant to have them.”

“Mistakes happen, only StarClan can judge you now,” Firestar finished as the pair approached the entrance to the Moonpool.

“Let’s go,” Leafpool brushed past Firestar, heading down the tunnel to where the Moonpool lay.

Firestar sighed audibly behind his medicine cat and followed her down.

Once arriving at the Moonpool, Firestar dipped his head at Leafpool and laid down, resting his nose against the cold surface of the water. Leafpool copied his movements and the two drifted off together.

Leafpool’s eyes opened. A wide field was spread before her. Firestar sat next to her, his expression unreadable. The dark, starry sky filled their vision, flowing over the edge of the world.

“Welcome,” a series of voices echoed around the pair.

“Bluestar, Yellowfang, it’s good to see you,” Firestar bowed respectfully before the StarClan cats.

“Welcome Firestar, Leafpool,” Yellowfang meowed, sitting down in front of them, her eyes as bright as ever.

“We have to come to seek guidance-”

“About Leafpool’s kits, yes,” Bluestar interrupted. “They must be raised in ThunderClan! It is vital that ThunderClan is all they know.”

“Why are they so important? Feathertail told me and Squirrelflight the same thing,” Leafpool inquired.

Yellowfang and Bluestar stood, the two suddenly joined by the ranks of StarClan. Warriors and leaders and medicine cats from all clans circled pair all saying the same words: “There will be three, kin of your kin, who will have the power of stars in their paws.”

Firestar saw a field open before him, blood splattered against the grass and trees, dead cats lined the cleaning. In the center were three dead kits, blood-stained and skinny.

“Protect them, nurture them, let them know what it is to be a ThunderClan warrior,” Bluestar whispered to Firestar.

All faded to black and the pair of living cats woke up next to the Moonpool. “We must return at once!” Firestar ordered her, leaping to his paws and heading back towards camp.

Firestar and Leafpool ran all the way back to the ThunderClan camp, past the thunderpath and through WindClan territory without ever slowing down.

As they approached the camp they could hear voices and the sound of paws scuffling against the dusty camp floor. “Come on!” Firestar yelled.

He ran ahead of Leafpool into the camp where he saw two shapes rolling around the camp in a ball of screeching fur. A dark pelt clashed with a white one. Cloudtail had pinned the darker tom to the ground and upon further inspection, Firestar saw that the intruder had his claws sheathed.

“Enough!” Firestar snarled, leaping into the conflict and pulling Cloudtail off of the dark intruder. Firestar glared at Crowfeather as the WindClan tom stood to his paws, blood dripping from above his eye.

“What is the meaning of this?” Firestar spat, facing his white kin.

“There’s a WindClan warrior in our camp!” Cloudtail growled, taking a step closer to Crowfeather.

Brightheart stepped forward and pulled her mate back by his tail, shushing him with a soft murmur.

“Crowfeather, why are you back?” Firestar asked, only a few whisker lengths from Crowfeather’s face.

Crowfeather gazed back calmly, his gaze shifting from Firestar to Leafpool. “I’m here to ask if you will accept me in ThunderClan.”

“Accept you...in ThunderClan?!” Cloudtail growled, his thick pelt standing on end.

“Silence Cloudtail!” Firestar ordered, “Crowfeather. You are asking to join ThunderClan? I presume to father your kits?”

“Yes, Firestar. I would love to be there to watch my kits grow and if they cannot have their true mother because she is a medicine cat, then at least let them have their true father,” Crowfeather meowed, meeting Firestar’s gaze.

Firestar narrowed his eyes, stepping closer to the dark tom, “If you wish to be a part of ThunderClan, you cannot join as only a father. You would have to protect every member of ThunderClan as if they were your birth clan, you would have to hunt for them and share tongues. You cannot join just to father your kits, you cannot have ties to WindClan.”

“I understand what I am doing. I am willing to lay down my life for ThunderClan if you will accept me,” Crowfeather swore, raising his head higher.

Firestar eyed the tom, saying nothing as if weighing his options.

“Firestar you can’t seriously be considering letting him join!” Dustpelt’s scrutinizing voice called from the back of the crowd.

“He’s a WindClan warrior! He could never be a real ThunderClan one!” Cloudtail spat.

All around Firestar and Crowfeather came protests from all the members of ThunderClan. Yowls of anger and spite and bristling fur filled the clearing.

“Enough! This is not your decision! It is Firestar’s,” Brambleclaw yowled above the commotion.

“Crowfeather,” Firestar began, “You are a WindClan warrior and you are asking to leave behind your birth clan, you kin, and friends to stay in this clan. In ThunderClan. You may have to defend your us against your own clanmates and friends, risk life and limb to protect members of ThunderClan. Do you understand that?”

“I do Firestar,” Crowfeather nodded. “Anything for my kits.”

“If you stay, you will have a ThunderClan guard until you prove yourself loyal. And if you ever step over the WindClan border, you will not be welcomed back. Understood?” Firestar asked, his tail swishing across the floor.

Crowfeather took a moment, and then another, and then another. His gaze flickered over to the nursery, over to Leafpool and then back to Firestar. “I understand.”

“Brilliant. Brackenfur, you will watch Crowfeather until I say otherwise. Brambleclaw, no patrols near the WindClan border for Brackenfur or Crowfeather,” Firestar commanded. The ThunderClan leaped onto the high rock and yowled to his clan, “We welcome Crowfeather as well as three new kits. May we all welcome Lionkit, Jaykit, and Hollykit!”

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Soil Map of India - MCQ

Soil Map of India – MCQ

Soil Map of India – MCQ 1. Where is alluvial soil mostly found in India? a) Madhya Pradeshb) Tapti River Plainc) Indo-Gangetic-Brahmaputra plainsd) Andhra Pradesh State View Answer c) Indo-Gangetic-Brahmaputra plains 2. Alluvial soil is formed by the action of a) Heavy Rainfallb) Heavy Windc) Snow Falld) Running Water View Answer d) Running Water 3. Which of the following soil contains…

[wigmund]

From NASA Earth Observatory Image of the Day; March 23, 2018:

Cyclone Marcus

It is the first category 5 cyclone of 2018 and the strongest to hit Darwin, Australia, since 1974. But so far, Cyclone Marcus has directed most of its fury into the Indian Ocean, rather than onto landmasses.

At 2 p.m. local time (06:00 Universal Time) on March 21, 2018, the Visible Infrared Imaging Radiometer Suite (VIIRS) on the Joint Polar Satellite System–1 (JPSS-1) satellite acquired a natural-color image (top) of Cyclone Marcus off the northwest coast of Australia. At the time, the storm had sustained winds of 125 knots (145 miles/230 kilometers per hour) according to estimates from the U.S. Joint Typhoon Warning Center. It was a category 5 storm on the Australian cyclone scale.

The next day, the VIIRS instrument on Suomi NPP captured another view of the storm. Satellite estimates of wind speed suggested very little change, with the storm still at category 5 strength.

Marcus first developed as a tropical storm on March 15, 2018, and reached category 2 cyclone strength on the Australian scale on March 17 (a strong tropical storm compared to Atlantic hurricanes). The cyclone blew through Darwin with wind gusts as high as 130 kilometers (80 miles) per hour. The storm knocked out electricity for more than 20,000 people, and thousands of trees were destroyed, including many that were planted in the wake of Cyclone Tracy of 1974.

Cyclone Marcus skirted Northern Territory and Western Australia as it moved westward over very warm water and reached category 4 strength by March 21. The map above shows sea surface temperatures in the equatorial Indian Ocean on March 21, 2018. The data were compiled by Coral Reef Watch, which blends observations from the Suomi NPP, MTSAT, Meteosat, and GOES satellites, and computer models. The dotted white line across the Indian Ocean shows the cutoff between waters above and below 27.8 degrees Celsius, a threshold scientists believe to be necessary to fuel a cyclone. The yellow-to-red line represents the storm’s track.

As of March 22, forecasters were calling for Marcus to remain at severe strength for another day, then weaken rapidly as it turns south toward cooler water. The remnants of the storm could make landfall around Perth as a tropical depression.

References

ABC News Australia (2018, March 21) Tropical Cyclone Marcus is headed for Perth, but you don’t need to panic. Accessed March 22, 2018.

ABC News Australia (2018, March 17) Tropical Cyclone Marcus ‘a real wake-up call’ for complacent Territorians, NT Police say.Accessed March 22, 2018.

Australian Bureau of Meteorology (2018) Current Tropical Cyclones. Accessed March 22, 2018.

Unisys Weather (2018) Cyclone Marcus. Accessed March 22, 2018.

NASA image by Jeff Schmaltz, LANCE/EOSDIS Rapid Response. NASA Earth Observatory image by Joshua Stevens, using sea surface temperature data from Coral Reef Watch, and storm track information from Unisys. Story by Mike Carlowicz. Instrument(s): JPSS-1 - VIIRS; Model

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science hw

1. What drives currents deep in the ocean?A. Differences in water densityB. WindC. Decreased salinityD. Increased temperatures2. The force that causes the ocean tides isA. tsunamis.B. gravity.C. a swell.D. the Coriolis effect.3. The Coriolis effect is caused by Earth’sA. alignment with the sun.B. alignment with the moon.C. location in space.D. rotation.4. What must occur for a fossil to form?A.…

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