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सऊदी अरब में शुरू हुआ दुनिया की सबसे बड़ी बिल्डिंग 'मुकाब' का काम, जानें साइज, डिजाइन समेत सबकुछ
Worlds Biggest Building Mukaab: दुनिया में 7 अजूबे हैं, लेकिन इनसे अलग ब्रह्मांड में ऐसी-ऐसी जगह और देखने लायक बिल्डिंग हैं कि उन्हें आठवें अजूबे का नाम दे तो गलत नहीं होगा. अब इस कड़ी में सऊदी अरब अपना नाम ऊंचा करने की कोशिश में है. दरअसल, सऊदी अरब की राजधानी रियाध में दुनिया की सबसे बड़ी बिल्डिंग ‘मुकाब’ पर काम शुरू हो चुका है. आसमान को छूने वाली और सोने की तरह चमकती यह बिल्डिंग दुनिया में…
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Gay ass phone builds the world's largest blender for totally non criminal activities.
#splatoon#splatoon 2#octo expansion#commander tartar#i'm shitposting :o]#i made this cursed image a while ago but never posted it lmao#yes there actually is a yt video where some dude builds a giant blender#real shoddy editing on my part but I think I created this monstrosity at 3am#extra fine ✨ q u a l i t y ✨#he is making the world's largest [totally normal] smoothie!
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will you tell us more abt your fantasy world’s high elf/orcs please 👀
absolutely!!! Theyre referred as either high elves or orcs depending on where you are in the world and who youre talking to. Some people use one or the other, or use them interchangably.
Before society and sapience came along and whatnot, orcs evolved for rainforests, deserts, forests, and any ecosystem with a heavy focus on plant life (so most of them really!) and lots of sun. Very widespread. Their skin is green, or green ish, and a little waxy to the touch because they have chloroplasts. They photosynthesize, giving them extra energy. Because of that they dont need to sleep much, or even at all, depending on how much sun they've gotten! It also allows them to channel more magic via their appendix (thats the Magic organ). High elf magic users are going to be strongest during the day and a little weakened at night. In thick forests amd rainforests, they would (and some still will!) climb to the tree tops to absorb sun. Hence the name high elf.
They evolved to have tusks in order to scrape bark off trees, get cactus skin, and open cacti and tough-skinned fruits. They are able to properly digest fiber unlike most people. Though, in the modern world as society came together, their tusks are usually viewed with respect. Something to decorate and customize (they dont stop growing!), giving a kind of thanks to their tusks for historically having played a big part in their diet and survival in the past.
Speaking of diet, while they are omnivorous like all elves, they do lean more herbivorous! Many of the groups and places youll find that are orc heavy and orc-led will have an extra care and appreciation for the plants around them.
Unfortunately, I'm still workshopping the societal and cultural parts of high elves and most of my variants. I know where I want everything to end up and some overarching beats of the world, but I get caught up focusing more on speculative fantasy biology and not getting deep into how society would build up, what cultures would be made, and how it eventually all comes together in a modern fantasy setting with magic and technology together and with people from any kind of variant of person being able to be found anywhere withoit surprise, and for it not to be at all unusual to see people that dont fit neatly into any one variant label. That is a hugeee run on sentence lmao.
But ive had this fantasy world in my head for years and try to be very intentional in building a world without colonialism and implying any one variation of person is better or different or good or evil or whatever. It's all just people! I especially want to do right by orcs since tolkein's popularization of them is written as a blatent racist "barbaric" caricature of Black people. Now as I type that I realize I havent drawn any Black high elves! I should fix that. In the meantime heres a couple of orcs ive drawn in the past. Thank you for asking I Loveeee rambling about my fantasy stuff always and forever!!! I hope it's interesting!!!
#the societal and cultural building involves a lot of research too so ! its a slow crawl for me on that one haha#especially since my fantasy world is the original earth so it starts from the same bones as our earth#i frequently have to go back and redo things ive done after realizing it was really white and american centric and it needs a fresh start#the whole Thing is that a very large group of humans at some point were pushed by a few bad leaders to try and#start colonizing places. and thats when everyone else (gods and dragons. which some dragons are also gods of course. must have)#made a little pocket dimension with a smaller version of the planet to toss them into and that is our irl earth#i do Know that the largest religion in my fantasy world is islam ive had that decided for sure for years#but its not uncommon for people to mix religious leanings between more well known ones and local stuff. does that make sense#pretty common to be polytheistic#on account of there are real tangible gods you can lay your eyeballs on. it makes atheism really funny#ocs
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Set ENTIRELY within Lumiose City
#we better be able to go inside the buildings LOL#the fuck is this game gonna be about even#I have 0 faith in GF's ability to render buildings on the Switch#pokemon#pokemon ZA#here have megas back#oh but only in this one town we don't have the budget of the largest media franchise in the world okay
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im trying to solidify my rain world creature anatomy headcanons but caramel lizards are making that REALLY FUCKIN DIFFICULT
#WHY do you have six limbs. where did you GET THOSE. stop that at ONCE#i suppose i could explain it away as them coming from a different purposed ancestor than other lizards; but like.#convergent evolution is a funny thing. but i feel like that's just a bit of a cop-out#although they Do have a heavier build than even the largest 'normal' lizards; along with their unusual coloration....#much to think about#spire rambles#rain world#i need a tag for my rw specevo bullshit#fuckin uhhhh#i cant think of a pun or anything so#rw specevo tag#that'll do
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“There's to be a fuel and food drop in the Manor grounds, as the place most easily visible from the air in this snow. And Miss Greythorne is asking if everyone in the village would not like to move into the Manor, for the emergency. It will be crowded, of course, but warm. And comforting, perhaps. And Dr Armstrong will be there—he is already on his way, I believe.” “That's ambitious,” Mr Stanton said reflectively. “Almost feudal, you might say.” Merriman's eyes narrowed slightly. “But with no such intention.”
--Chapter 9, "The Coming of the Cold"
Mr Stanton values self-containment, self-reliance. He admires the decision to make space at the manor for “the people from the cottages,” but insists that the Stanton family home is sufficient to them: “I don't see any good reason for our trooping off to partake of the bounty of the Lady of the Manor.” (Will eventually forces the issue by manipulating the Walker into such an emotional state that he needs a doctor.)
“Cottages” here probably refers to small housing near the manor, often quite old and maybe not fully modernized, that were rented from the landowner. Renters might be manor staff who weren't required to stay in servants' quarters in the manor itself overnight. Or they might be raising livestock or farming land adjacent to the manor, supplying much of what they farmed to the manor itself and some measure of food for their own household. Especially if the housing was supplied as a benefit of the manor-serving job, there was a level of precarity in being a cottager that a householder would not experience: a householder could change jobs without risking the roof over their head.
Mr Stanton's wariness about accepting the invitation to the manor makes sense: the relationship between manor and cottagers was exploitive. At the same time, our beloved “huddling for warmth” trope has so much mileage because humans really do need other humans in times of stress and scarcity. Whatever the virtues of self-reliance, some problems are too big to weather on our own. The first thing we learn to do as babies, before we can walk or talk or feed ourselves, is to cry for help. Because it's fundamentally human to need help sometimes, even if it goes against what we've learned to value.
#my favorite version of 'huddling for warmth' is 'village / town / city collectively seizes the largest available building & weathers crisis'#it happens in dorothy sayers' 'nine tailors' and is a nontrivial part of what i love about that book#and it happened to some extent on the local cooperative listserve near the beginning of the covid-19 pandemic:#not just people sharing instructions for providing mutual aid to undocumented restaurant workers#but sorting out who had masks left from the last fire season to donate to health care workers / who had extra produce & TP#and- i shit you not- who could drive a train if the supply chain broke down#never have i been as grateful to anarchists who'd already spent years living as if govt was failing#knowing your neighbors and their needs- and them knowing yours- is metaphorical huddling for warmth / and makes the world better#susan cooper#the dark is rising#the dark is reading#readathon
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“William wants to focus on energy efficient housing projects rather than traditionally-designed ones in the Duchy of Cornwall”
#construction is one of the world's largest producers of carbon#reducing emissions is impossible without looking at housing first#building net zero homes and especially remodeling homes to be net zero is very very expensive#but I'm glad to see baldy addresing this#hopefully looking into it with earthshot as well#ily baldy#william#ju rambles#architecture and the environment are my two passions what can I say
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THE BASKET.
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No but I'm still looking for the Denny's that is still in the middle of nowhere
having cis guy friends is so funny like youll ask if they wanna hang out and theyll send you to the dark woods
#no joke#my brother. fresh out of the house. 19#years old. rolls up to our house right after midnight with a car full of teenagers. tells me and my little sister to get in.#obviously we're asking questions. where are we going. how long are we going to be gone. what are we doing. why are all these people in here.#the whole shebang#he answers NONE of them.#so we get in the back seat. I'm being gay with my friend at the time. and we're chilling listening to tunes on the radio.#except now they're talking about a Denny's. i look to the front seat where my brother is driving and he pulls up pictures on his phone#of the inside of somebody's. house. What?#and if that wasn't weird enough. we had already driven 20 minutes off a sideroad into the middle of nowhere. nothing but grass#and a big ol barn/farmhouse that looks like it came straight out of a Scooby Doo snapshot. it's dark as hell out. the lone building appearin#blue in the dark. with a single orange lantern lit hanging from the top. i look to my brother who has never lead me astray before.#and I feel like i am part of Scooby Doo. five teenagers in a car. in the middle of the night. wondering where the hell Denny's went.#now finally my brother has some wits to him. and we take a tight u turn and turn ourselves around. good. shows over right? WRONG.#this bitch pulls up YET ANOTHER place on his phone and starts driving 15 MINUTES UP ONTO A DIRT ROAD AND KEEPS DRIVING.#we're going to a haunted bridge boys!#in the middle of the night! at like 3am! the witching hour! great plan broski. sounds awesome. good thinking there.#we get to this haunted bridge. and this mf is barely 5ft across. but the water below is dark and murky and my lil sis INSISTS she sees a#dude down below. so I'm silently freaking out because what the hell do i say to that. she's like. 13. i tell her it'll be okay. because#that's what big/middle bros do. we drive over the bridge. nothing happens. cue relaxation. my brother is audibly disappointed#“well that was useless” bro you almost took us to Denny's in some cannibalistic farmdudes basement. i think I'll take the barely haunted#bridge. my brother. who still wants to show us an adventure. and probably save face in front of his friends. flips us around yet again and#starts heading off into a whole NEW direction. towards the World's Largest Gas Station!#it is like 4am by now. we're hungry. we're cramping. losing our marbles with exhaustion. and still processing our latest episode with the#Mystery Machine. so fine. I'm taking a nap. just don't get us killed in the long run.#we survived. btw. if that wasn't obvious. and we did actually make it to The World's Biggest Gas Station. and it was pretty fun.#as far as gas stations go at least. i got some honey sticks and a lollipop in the shape of a bear. i don't really like honey. but it wascute#there were walls FILLED with stuffed animals.a whole clothing department. a candy shop. and even a full fledged restaurant on the other side#i think there were even two levels to it? i can't remember. but anyways. we eat. we leave. we survive. end of story.
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India 2023: A Year of Ups and Downs || Unique
As we bid farewell to 2023 and welcome the exciting unknown of 2024, it’s time to reflect on the rollercoaster ride that was the past year for India. A year marked by triumphs and tragedies, advancements and challenges, India 2023 offered a glimpse into the nation’s resilience and its unwavering goal of progress. A year of contrasts for India – G20 leadership by India 2023,…
#2023#achievements#Aditya L1#best moment of 2023 India#challenges#Chandrayaan-3#climate change#climate change challenges#Diamond house of India#economic growth of India#economy#future#gdp of india 2023#hope#India#India 2023#Largest office in the world#Last post of 2023#politics#Recap of 2023#resilience#society#Surat Diamond Bourse building#Surat Diamond House#the future of India#The ICC ODI World Cup 2023#ups and downs#Uttarakhand tunnel collapse
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I'm never forgetting the Palestinian babies that were left to starve to death then rot in their beds by the IOF.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian doctors surrounded by bodies of dead children begging the world to stop the slaughter.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian children who held a press conference in English to beg the world to stop murdering them because they want to live.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Priest who said "We will not accept your apology after the genocide" to the world.
I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Imam who used the speakers of the Mosque, not to call people to prayer but to call out to God while the world around them was burning from American supplied Israeli bombs.
I'm never forgetting the grandfather who held his dead grandchild in his arms. Or the father carrying the remains of his two children in plastic shopping bags. Or the mother holding her dead child in a shroud. Or the father sitting among the rubble after he lost his whole family. Or the girl trapped under a broken building begging for people to save her family first. Or the boy who cried when he saw his brother alive. Or the girl who asked if she was still alive after being pulled from the rubble. Or the boy who carried the remains of his brother in his backpack. Or the old man the IOF used for a photoshoot before they shot him dead after getting pictures. Or the little boy wearing plastic gloves to pick up the remains of his family. Or the graves desecrated. Or the body of that small baby girl left alone in a tent because no one knew who she was or if her family was alive, small and alone and not one person who knew her name to bury her. Or the young boy who was shot in the street while his sister watched from the window. Or the men and boys who were stripped naked in winter. Or those tortured. Or those made to stand in open graves. Or the people who were raped by IOF soldiers. Or Palestinian workers kidnapped by the IOF and then labeled with wristbands, each one reduced to a number, then made to walk back to Gaza to be killed in the world's largest open air concentration camp. Or the people of Gaza starving because Israeli Zionists are blocking aid trucks. Or the Israelis dancing and celebrating the death of Palestinians. Or the lies spread by Zionists and their supporters. Or the people profiting off the oppression and deaths of Palestinians. Or the people of the West Bank being killed or kidnapped by the IOF. Or old woman who was older than the creation of the terror state of "Israel" who was shot by snipers for saying that. Or the Israelis dressed up as Palestinians to enter a hospital and kill three Palestinians in their beds. Or every single Palestinian currently kept in an Israeli prison. Or the journalists, doctors, poets, men, women, children, and the unborn all massacred. Or the fact that WCNSF exists now. Or the woman who refused to wash the blood from her hands. Or the dead, unburied and unmourned.
I'm never forgetting those who chose silence in the face of a genocide.
I may not know all their names but I will not forget the over 30,000 Palestinians dead. Or the over 60, 000 people hurt. Or the unknown number of people missing, still lost under the rubble. Or the 12,000 children slaughtered. An entire generation crippled or murdered.
I will never forget these things when Palestine is free.
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Do y’all ever think about how absolutely bananas Lake Baikal is? It’s the world’s largest lake by volume. It’s the world’s deepest lake. It’s the world’s oldest lake. It contains nearly a quarter of the planet’s surface freshwater. It’s a rift lake, caused by the earth’s crust literally coming apart at the seams. It would be deeper than the Mariana Trench except the bottom is covered in a sediment layer that is miles deep. There are trains that have sunk to the bottom because Russia tried to build a railroad over the ice. The entire lake surface freezes for half the year. The lake is a focal point of multiple indigenous cultures. The lake has its own species of seal, which is the only exclusively freshwater pinniped in the world. There are unique ice formations formed by convection from the depths of the lake. There are 330 inflowing rivers.
I dunno, Lake Baikal sure is a thing.
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the university which administers the Pulitzer prizes is not allowing press on campus, to make sure nobody on-site can document what is happening.
the nypd threatened student journalists qnd their dean with arrest if they leave a building named after Joseph Pulitzer.
at this point it isn't even worth remarking on the sheer horror, the baffling irony of it all.
entire new york roads have been closed to traffic so that nobody can prevent the world's largest police force's brutalization of students protesting THEIR tution fres and tax dollars contributing to killing kids.
all of this to... keep investing in an apartheid regime.
Columbia University would rather risk their students getting murdered than divest from genocide...
#may we see the us fall in our lifetimes#palestine#gaza#free palestine#free gaza#gaza genocide#gaza strip#genocide#usa#yemen#iran#current events#current news#columbia university#from the river to the sea palestine will be free
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Computational geneticist Yaniv Erlich helped build the world's largest family tree -- comprising 13 million people and going back more than 500 years. He shares fascinating patterns that emerged from the work -- about our love lives, our health, even decades-old criminal cases -- and shows how crowdsourced genealogy databases can shed light not only on the past but also on the future.
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ONE AND ONLY ONE ZA’ABEEL: DUBAI’S NEWEST LUXURY HOTEL HAS OFFICIALLY OPENED ITS DOORS
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