#Fuck Satun
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Neptunic, Uranic, and Saturnic
[PT: Orientation Genderfuckoff | Neptunic, Uranic, and Saturnic]
Neptunicfuckoff, a genderfuckoff subterm that is related to not wanting to explain yourself to anyone and if they keep pushing to tell them to "Fuck off!" Being Neptunic(link) and wanting people to fuck off, identifying as Neptunic and not wanting to have to explain yourself, liking being Neptunic and being done explaining yourself.
Uranicfuckoff, a genderfuckoff subterm that is related to not wanting to explain yourself to anyone and if they keep pushing to tell them to "Fuck off!" Being Uranic(link) and wanting people to fuck off, identifying as Uranic and not wanting to have to explain yourself, liking being Uranic and being done explaining yourself.
Satunicfuckoff, a genderfuckoff subterm that is related to not wanting to explain yourself to anyone and if they keep pushing to tell them to "Fuck off!" Being Satunic(link) and wanting people to fuck off, identifying as Satunic and not wanting to have to explain yourself, liking being Satunic and being done explaining yourself.
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[Genderfuckoff Maker] @acetrappolaswife
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the flashback bit from the last treasure chest episode where it's satun, his kids, and his army sitting around presumably watching the war vs the gods go on is fucked up for a lot of reasons (did he make his sons go fight for him? even after probably trying to keep oukn as alive and Okay as possible For Possession Reasons? etc) but also dspa is just there in his normal clothes fsr
#💰 ;; ooc#can he go home. they didnt even give him anything to protect himself#still funny that despa grew out his facial hair first but that aside
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ok im done with the gay cops now cause im getting really sad and jealous of them your honor. i wanna have gay sex with a coworker too. gonna read this book to forget my sadness. im really questioning if its worth the read cause whoever translated it didnt seem to even check for spelling mistakes, and also there was like a pedo in the first 30 pages and it was real gross and i cant tell what youre supposed to think of him. and also the writing style is like an odd 3rd perspective, where sometimes you know the thoughts of people other than the main character, but also in the first chapter literally everything that was described was done through this womans mind. so its real confusing how im supposed to interpret everything. like are the adjectives being used at all objective, or is it skewed by the character we're following. also it has a habit of padding dialogue way too much, to such a point that a whole paragraph can amount to nothing. literally hold on....
yeah, theres one rant, that takes up an entire page, its two people talking, but the subject is brought up from nothing, and has nothing to do with what they were discussing before. and then no one even acknowledges how out of nowhere it came, and instead just move on to another thing.
also, so its a finnish translation of Lynmara and the translator uses both "jazz" and "jats" interchangeably, without any like, reason why. like they mean the same thing but its so confusing when they change the spelling constantly. also "college" ja "yliopisto" seem to be used interchangeably, which confused me at first because i understood them as two different things,, because why else would they be using two different words. but no they're the same thing and the translator just really was not paying attention to what they were doing. i dont recommend getting Tutteli Lindberg as your translator. if they're even alive anymore. because this book is like 50 years old.
hold on ill copy these three word for word
1: "Minä satun tietämään melkoisen paljon nimenomaan tästä aiheesta. Sinä olet kokenut jo muutaman järkytyksen tänä iltana, joten yksi lisää ei enää tunnu liian pahalta, mutta voi saada sinut katsomaan asioita järkevästi. Oikeastaan minä en ole koskaan aikonut kertoa sinulle tästä. Ei tehnyt mieli kertoa, sillä tämä juttu ei mielestäni koskenut sinua. Enkä minä luullut että minun täytyisi, jotta saisin sinut vakuuttuneeksi niin yliopistoon menosta kuin muistakin asioista. Mutta sinä olet itsepäinen ja eräässä mielessä aika tietämätön pikkutyttö. Pakko minun on valistaa sinua."
OH MY GOD JUST FUCKING GET ON WITH IT. the book has already established every single piece of information that this dialogue could've given to you. and i dont know whether to blame the author or the translator.
and 1 and 2 only have a paragraph of text in between them.
2: "Tämä tapahtui kauan sitten. Kaikkien kertomusten pitäisi kai alkaa juuri näin, mutta olisipa siitä kulunut vieläkin pitempi aika, niin että voisin unohtaa kaiken. Vielä nytkin minusta tuntuu mielikuvitukselliselta että sellaista saattoi tapahtua. Jos olisin ollut vanhempi ja kokeneempi, jos olisin osannut laskelmoida, olisin ehkä luullut että kaikki oli jotenkin omaa syytäni. Mutta niin ei ollut."
JUST FUCKING TELL THE STORY OH MY FUCKING GOD THIS PROVIDES NOTHING
theres like 48 words between 2 and 3
3: "Sinät et tiedä mitään isovanhemmistasi - paitsi että he olivat venäläisiä ja jättivät maansa vuonna 1907, asuivat kaksi vuotta pariisissa, missä isoäitisi kuoli, ja että isä ja minä asuimme sen jälkeen parisen vuotta Lontoossa, kunnes isänikin kuoli."
thats somehow only one sentence. also. IF SHE KNOWS ALL OF THAT ALREADY WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TELLING IT TO HER. I GET THAT ITS TO TELL THE READER WHAT INFORMATION THE GIRL HAS BUT DEAR GOD THIS IS LIKE WRITING 101 THIS IS NOT HOW YOU GIVE INFORMATION TO THE READER.
anyways
im gonna atleast hate read this to the end. i also have a pen and im leaving underlinings and comments. such as "aristokraattinen mulkku", "vitun pedo?", "iy?? vitun ällö", "?creep?", and, "mikä vitun räntti toi oli??".
#books#this post is a trainwreck even to someone who understands finnish..#lynmara#im probably gonna do an update when i get to like maybe chapter 6 or something.. the books only 477 pages long so its probably not gonna#take long..#media#tearful stuff
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god was punching satin's pussy
not in a good gay rights kind of way
but like he wanted to destroy the gender fluid icon that is the soft worm folds of the thing that destroyed his admitedly very fragil masculinity.
but as usual god was actualy helping satin bc satun was actualy injoing it, so much so that while gid was trying his hardest to screw the genderneutral goddes (derogitory), satin xyrselfves used her cum to paint the world in these fucking white cotton trees to fucking terorise the mortals and made tuem breath i n the decils fucking snoflakes bc xyr fucking satin and tats what xrys like ig but i still love u uwu satin daddy
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Welcome - Part XIV
Desha x Fem!Reader
First part - Previous Part - Table of contents
Credit : Oreskis
Hello ! Our MC, as Ouken, are in a dire situation ! What is going to happen to them ?!🤔
Warning : lot of blood
“Ouken ?” You worriedly called out. “Are you alright ?”
The God’s puppet had left you alone with the wounded, and since then you had tried, with no success, to wake him up. He was laying down, his face against the floor, and the blood had begun to coagulate on his short dark hair.
“Please Ouken…”
You began to feel stressed and scared. Not for your life, but for Ouken’s. You could deal with your own problem, but to be the powerless witness of the young man's distress was unbearable. He was such a precious friend, so kind and always lighting everyone's spirit. And despite what some could say because of what he had done when he was immortal, it did not matter. He was so genuine and was doing so much good around him, it would just be too unfair ! However, you were still uncertain, could you try to run now with him? You had no idea where the god was, and if there were other people around. What if you just ruined your only chance? But what if Ouken’s wound killed him before you decided yourself?
“This way” The puppet’s voice suddenly hummed happily.
“All this comedy Janu, what prevents me from just killing you right now ”, Desha’s voice prompted with disdain.
“Come on, abomination, you know better than underestimate me.”
You heard the voices coming from the corridor, and the moment after, the room’s door opened again, this time on the two men. Or rather the puppet and the demigod.
“My king”, you muttered, but totally ashamed you averted your gaze.
Not only had you been captured, but you also had not been able to protect Ouken, your king’s younger and most precious brother. Once again, you had failed him, and the bitterness was too much to bear. Will you really be saved again? Unable to do anything right? You could only get hurt or be useless. What a choice.
Desha’s wrath was noticeable only in his dark eyes. His face was emotionless and he smirked sardonically as if he was not taking the aggressor seriously. He acknowledged your presence but did not say a word. However, his face almost broke apart when he saw Ouken, chained and badly injured.
“Still not awake…” The puppet commented while following his gaze. “Would be a shame to have killed him too soon”, he kept laughing while walking closer to Ouken before violently kicking him in the stomach to wake him up. The torturers looked as if he was pleasurably drinking the pain.
Desha choked up in front of it, and all his body stiffen. His little brother turned on his back, groaning in pain, and half-opened his eyes, obviously suffering a great deal because of his head’s wound. The king clenched his fists to keep his cool and not make a mistake in that dire situation. That was more or less what Despa had predicted. He just had to play his part without losing it and messing up everything.
“What do you want ?” He aggressively asked directly to the puppet.
“What do I want? Is it not obvious? What is rightfully mine! I am a GOD ! I want a kingdom !” He proudly claimed, looking totally mad, before adding with a low and heinous tone, “Satun should have never let you abominations strive!” He took a deep breath to finish with a dreadful threat: “Now, I will correct his mistakes…”
“Who are you kidding ?” Desha sneered, almost laughing. “If we are abominations, what is that fucking body you’re hiding in?!”
“Hmpf”, he scoffed, acknowledging that he was indeed in the same body that he claimed to despise, “Obviously, it’s not the same. They truly are my puppets, I did not make the same mistakes as that good for nothing Satun,” he bragged maniacally, “I bred myself but I never let them have any bit of self-consciousness. And when I saw that the second generations were nothing more than filthy humans, well… I simply get rid of them. As for the first generation, you have one right here.” He stomped on Ouken’s left leg making him grunt out of pain. “Well, they simply can’t fight me, making me as good as immortal !”
You were holding yourself back as much as you could, but your vision had gone red. You wanted too bad to jump on that asshole and gouge his eyes out ! Hearing him brag about his horrible experiments on his children and grandchildren made you sick. You had thought that what Satun had done to his three sons was horrifying, but that… It was simply sickening. You buried your claws in your palms, unable to contain your anger otherwise. It was as if you could feel those poor dead children's anguish and terror from their graves. They had never felt love or really live for not even a second before being unfairly murdered. However, it was also one of those victims that were standing in front of you, talking and acting on Janu’s behalf. Killing him would not stop the real Janu. And that was why you had to wait. Killing the true one would be rewarding and really delightful.
Desha’s thoughts were not too far from yours. He was even more furious that Janu was not even half strong as his father was. His strength and power were those of a coward, hiding behind his children's corpses. If he had the real one in front of him, he would have dealt with him in less than a second.
“My father wanted to be immortal too, see where it led him”, he sneered, not impressed; before threatening, “and you really are a fool to think that I will surrender my kingdom to the likes of you…”
“We will see that”, the puppet resumed his calm tone putting his foot away from Ouken whining, “let’s play a game then. Just to pass time. I did not intend to have both of them.” He explained while showing the both of you. “I just needed that one. I wanted to kill the other, but then I thought, why not keep it and play for a bit ?”
The Underworld’s King’s eyes tightened, feeling already unhappy about what was to come. The puppet managed his impact, obviously having a blast by performing at the expanse of the whole lot of you. Once he was satisfied, he drew a dagger from his belt and played with it a bit, while staring at Desha.
“Abomination, if you want to leave this place at all”, he slowly began, studying with a sick thirst the expression of the three of you, “you may only leave with one of them. Kill the other.” He maniacally laughed. “And to make it even better…” he threw the dagger between you and Ouken, “the both of you can also kill each other to choose who will survive.”
You saw the weapon fall with a cling and you immediately throw yourself on the ground to reach it. Ouken did not even have the time to react that you were already grabbing it. The young man’s eyes shivered in front of your eagerness, your violence. You clung to the weapon, panting and glaring at the wounded. Killing him in that state would be easy.
Desha’s mind went blank. Will he really be the witness of the battle to the death of two people he cared about the most? He could not think, still at the same time lightning began to gather in his hands. Has he not already given up enough? Could he not be left alone? Why would god always mingle with their life? They needed to die. But he already knew, that even in front of such despair, even when put in front of the worst choices, he would give everything. Always.
Ouken stared at you, his hands were tied like yours, but not his legs, so he still could try to crawl away from your reach but his wound was too serious, making even thinking too hard for him. He could not even feel his own body, except where the puppet had hit him.
Meanwhile, you did not hesitate, you quickly stood up, the rope was preventing you from moving too far, but you had enough length to reach Ouken, unlike Desha and Janu that were out of your reach. Your hands were tied together and linked to another rope for your legs, then to a hoop on the floor. It was hard to move like this, but for what you wanted to do, you could manage just fine.
A strange, foolish fever grew in your mind and body. It was like all you have done since you had chosen to be human had led you to that one moment. Even when you had thought that you had found your place in the Underworld, it had been a lie. You were destined to the dagger, to the people gathered here. Everything else disappeared, your vision tightening around Ouken, laying on the ground.
Desha was staring at you, trying to understand what you were doing, but your face was hidden by your hair. A nasty thrill went through him when he saw your shoulders shaking before hearing a disturbing laugh coming out of you.
“I’ll give you everything, my king !” You yelled like a desperate woman and rushed toward Ouken.
The wounded could not dodge, while Desha wielded his hand ready to unleash his lightning but unable to choose what to do with it. You shouted louder to give you the strength to go through your will and dove the dagger toward your stomach. You managed to stand up for a whole second, spraying a lot of blood on Ouken before your knees failed you, making you fall forward, directly upon him.
“Hm… A bit too predictable”, the puppet commented, clearly disappointed while seeing that you had stopped moving. “Let’s proceed now, abomination ?” He asked Desha directly, disinterested himself from his prisoners.
“I’m going to kill–” The king started to break apart on him.
His blood was boiling in his veins, while his thoughts were going wild. He wanted to kill the god, to make him suffer, he could not think about something else! His wrath was overwhelming, but not as much as the despair of losing you in front of him while giving you up for his brother. The worst was that he had thought that you were really going to attack Ouken. He was disgusted by himself, by his lack of faith that had led to your demise ! His sanity was fastly disappearing, while he was remembering everything he had to give up to be here. It was unbearable, unacceptable, excruciating!
“You really want to do this ?” The puppet shrugged off, convinced he would not risk his brother’s life. “I know what you have done to get back your brother, don’t tell me a mere woman's life is more important.”
“She is no mere woman !” He snapped back.
A huge shadow grew beside him, darkening the whole room. His grey face lost all humans features, looking like a terrible monster. He felt the particular tickling at the tip of his fingers, the signal that he was about to unleash his power on the puppet. He did not care anymore about their plan, about thinking, he could only hear the call for death and revenge.
Thankfully, Despa's voice came to his mind just a second before it was too late.
I'm ready brother !
Finally !
His bloodthirst was bondless, he wanted to tear down that arrogant face and make it scream forever for having made you kill yourself. He would deal later with his regrets. With his own part in it. An inhuman smile disfigured the king's face. It was like the split second before a terrible tempest, the room became so silent that it was almost unbearable.
CRACK
The thunder's loud and terrific sound filled the room. Everything went black then blue for a second, and when the light show ended, the puppet was dead, totally carbonized.
But it was only the beginning. The dead corpse had not even fallen to the ground that a hidden door was burst open, and two huge men came through.
“You're gonna–”
“Regret it, Abomination !”
The voice was Janu's, coming through the two bodies without distinction. They were stronger than humans, faster too and more resilient. Desha unleashed his powers anyways but for one dead, two more would come out of the hidden place. And he had to leave his weapon outside, being too large for the tight space. So he only had his lightning and his physical abilities to hold on against his never-ending flow of opponents.
The room was flashing with blue and white, the sound was confusing and horrifying. Then the smell of burning and blood mixed heavily and dreadfully. Clearly, Desha could not hold on forever like this. Ouken was still laying on the ground, and his brother had to be careful not to kill him by mistake. And between each one of his heavenly strikes, another puppet would try to reach him and wound him.
Janu was slowly but obviously overwhelming his target, each new little wound was driving Desha closer to his demise. And it made the god full of self-satisfaction. He did not spare any puppet, feeling the end was close, and in any case, he could still do more of them later! However, when he reached to the next one, he felt something unusually cold on his neck.
“Next time, hit harder”, Ouken smirked in front of him, blood all over his face.
The puppet jerked off, however, he was sitting against the wall, blocked. When has that abomination moved ? Who had freed it? He tried to see with another eye but all those in the main room were already dead, making him blind to what was happening back there.
And Ouken was threatening those in the secret place. There were only four of his puppets left with the one he was already in. It would have been enough to finish the abomination, but now that the never-ending flux had been stopped… He knew that his luck had run out.
“I'll come back”, he furiously spat out.
In a last desperate act, he made all the four puppets rush on Ouken. He had hoped to at least deal with that one, and maybe even finish the abomination. But the strength of the wounded was far superior to what he had expected.
The Commander easily killed them all. Then, he glared at the corpses with pity in his eyes. Their father had not hesitated one second to sacrifice them, even when it was obviously for nothing. A difficult feeling came through him when he realised that it could have been his brothers laying there… He never regretted killing his own father, but today he realized how lucky they had been to be able to survive it.
“Ouken !”
His brother's call made him rush back to the main room.
“He's not there”, he informed him once he had met with him.
Desha seemed okay, he noticed, but with him, it was hard to know since he would never let his guard down in front of anyone. Before he would have done it in front of him, but not since he had come back from being immortal. That was one of Ouken’s regret as if the little door in his big brother's intimacy had finally closed for him.
“Despa said he should be there”, Desha angrily remembered, his mouth twitching on his pointy tooth and still looking like he was driven only by the will of killing. “I need to kill the bastard !”
Ouken lowered his head. He had already seen his brother driving himself without taking one moment to recover from his wounds or his pain. It was a terrible sight, especially for the ones caring for him. He knew too well how he wanted to shoulder everything, to carry the burden of everyone even if he had to become everything he hated to achieve it. Before Ouken would have been able to help him, like he had done with their father, taking a share of his sins, but now, would he even let him ?
Suddenly he remembered someone who still could help his big brother. You. He needed you to help Desha !
He frantically looked around where he had left you before. He remembered that you had freed him with the knife, that you had lost so much blood and then just stay laying on the ground without moving anymore…
“Wait… Where is she ?!” Ouken inquired worriedly.
Desha's gaze instantly turned to where you were previously laying. There was only a dreadful pool of blood and a sinister trail of the same colour leading toward the exit.
A sinister thought came across the mind of both men.
Did Janu…?
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#ousama ranking#king desha#ranking of kings#desha#fanfiction#king desha x reader#desha x reader#deshaxreader#fanfic#prince ouken#ouken#ouken ousama ranking#ousama ranking x reader#Welcome
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it's too bad cursed spirits don't have birthdays :( i saw your post about cursed spirit being the manifestation of collective emotions and it makes me wonder which generation would choso represent?
Hey anon, first of all thank you for this question because it's something that had bugged my mind for a while!!
I think that Choso's is a very very peculiar case.
First of all, we have to remember that he isn't (entirely) a cursed spirit, and he is also half human/sorcerer, so theorically the interpretation I gave about Mahito and other cursed spirits probably won't work for him and his brothers.
Choso and his brothers were fetuses, special ones yes, but they were probably still generated like any other human being. The problem is: they WERE fetuses, that were sealed for more than a century and then implanted in people's bodies, becoming fully incarnated.
Astrologically talking, I have no clue of what moment their alleged birth should have been. Was it the moment they were taken out of their mother's womb, since they didn't seem to be *dead* dead? Or was it the moment they were implanted into someone's body, so that they actually got *incarnated*?
If we went with the first option, then their birth chart could be anything. We don't even have a correct year from when they were born, it could have been anytime between the mid-late 19th century and the first decade of the 20th, which is a time lapse too big even to know their Pluto signs (either Taurus or Gemini).
If we go with a 2018 birthday, then they would all be born between September/early October, so at least that would make them all either Virgo or Libra Suns + we know that they would have for sure Scorpio Jupiter, Capricorn Saturn, Taurus Uranus, Pisces Neptune and Capricorn Pluto.
Anyway, no matter this big existential question of what their birthday would be, let's go specifically to Choso.
I think that Choso has a very striking Cancer/Lunar energy. His personality has shown that he is quite emo, and that he would rather be somewhere more peaceful, but at the same time he's tough enough to fight for the people he cares about. I mean, Cancer is the fall of Mars, it's basically the definition of "would stab someone in retaliation".
Also his whole story seems like very Lunar stuff:
- the strong feeling of siblinghood (or any family relationship)
- blood manipulation (bodily fluids are ruled by the Moon, and for some reason jjk's blood manipulation striked me like some Lunar stuff, indeed if you look at Kamo jr's birth chart you see that he has Cancer Moon and Mercury, which is a thing I was going to point out when I will do his analysis)
- the strong tie to his mother, and most importantly to his mother's pregnancies (it's literally the most Lunar theme ever).
As a birthday in 2018 I can propose either October 2nd or 3rd, around 10-11pm??? It's just a theory, though, but it would be really interesting for a few reasons, like having a Cancer rising with the Moon in Cancer in the 1st house + Sun and Mercury in Libra in the 4th house (remember: Mercury can also represent siblings!!!!) + Mars in the 8th house.
I mean, either that or we give him a Scorpio rising with Pluto and Satun in the 3rd house, Neptune in the 4th and Moon in the 8th house, which could be interesting but it also happens in the morning and who the fuck incarnates death womb paintings at like 8:20am, lol.
Anyway I am sorry that I couldn't do anything better than this, but I guess Choso's birth chart is something way beyond my (and any astrologer, probably) abilities.
#btw anon i really thank you for this question#i wanted to analyse choso for a while but I didn't know how#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#jjk astrology#h
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The Calendar
I haven’t finished with things like holidays, etc but I have the base of a calendar. I’ve vaguely referenced this a few times, so I thought it might be useful to actually... share it with you in full.
24 hours = 1 day
9 days = 1 week
4 weeks = 36 days = 1 month
10 months = 360 days = 1 year
Days of the Week: Desday, Fexday, Misday, Chiday, Vosday, Seaday, Aniday, Whiteday, Feroday
As is the case in English days of the week, the names come from gods (ie: Thor’s day = Thursday). While technically there are seven main gods in the pantheon (since Mise, Chie, and Vose are considered three aspects of the same god), there are nine days in the week with each of the trickster aspect gods receiving a day in their name. This is because when the calendrical system was developed they were still believed to be three separate gods. It hasn’t changed for multiple reasons: A) it would be fucking annoying to change how many days there are in a week holy shit B) if they decided to change the names of two of the weekdays it might offend the gods and no one wants that C) there is no Ultimate Combined Name for Mise, Chie, and Vose D) people are just used to it. Also as is the case for English days of the week, the names have gotten a little blurred together over time. So Fehro’s Day eventually became Feroday. (Note: I’m not entirely pleased with some weekday names, so these are subject to change.)
Months: Soneas, Bicrena, Lenas, Wenlene, Adros, Auna, Irasil, Cirus, Boreus, Satune
The names of the months also come from a god. The god of seasons (minor deity under Cian) is a multifaced, multinamed god. With each new month, the god’s appearance and name change to represent that month. The offerings and prayers made to this god also change each month.
Moons: Selna, Lune
Selna is the larger moon with a 15-day cycle and Lune is smaller with a 28-day cycle. In mythology, Selna is the older sister of Lune. Both are minor gods that technically have the same function, but Selna is referred to as the god of the moon and Lune is considered the god of tides.
The date is written with the day first, followed by the month, and then the year. As we have AD/CE, the twin continents uses YC (this is what I have written down, but my dumb ass didn’t say what it stands for. I believe it was supposed to be “years since creation” but idk why there’s no S in that case. maybe years of creation? in any case, i’m used to it now so that’s what i’m sticking with <.<). So, an example: 6th of Irasil, 7117 YC.
#fun facts#worldbuilding#whew this got long#i wasn't originally going to include explanations but...#i had fun with this and i like chattering about it i guess
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7. Syyskuuta. 2019 (2/3)
“There’s mich to catch on. Would you like to tell me.” Till said to Alex, holding out his hand to be grapped on. Nea wondered if it is the same thing that Alex did to her in the classroom yesterday.
“I don’t think it’s tolerant to do this here.” Alex answered. Till gave him a hard look.
“Last time i did this to Nea the convulsion was pretty hard. I haven’t really been active on my powers.” Alex told. “She is a regular human so no wonder. I can also go in and read.”
“No way. Okay. No hiding, everything out.” Alex said and took Till’s hand. Nobody paid attention to them. It was casual to close friends to vaihtaa kuulumiset this way if they hadn’t seen in long time. Nea waoted for the same show that happened in class. This time only eyes went black and veins were slighty seen black. Again it was over in matter of seconds.
“What the hell…” Till breathed out. He had worried, almost scared expression on his face.
“Wow. You’ve had a nice few years.” Alex smiled, it seemed fake but she said that in true means.
“What the fuck did they do to you?” Till asked.
“Don’t wanna talk about physically nor by mind so yeah. Mind getting me a drink?” Alex answered brushing it off. Till shrugged and went to get himself a shotnand Alex some lemonade.
“Mitäs vittua?” Nea hämmästeli. “Onks tää joku julkimo meet and greet.”
“Ei. Mähä selitin sulle eilen sen*. Mä ja Till ollaan tunnettu vuosia iha privaatissaki ja Codynki.” Allu selitti.
*Mitä julkkiksista sanottiin introssa
Till came back with the drink and handed it to Alex who thanked in Deutsch.
“Waait.. Are you and Till like you know…” Cody tried to hold back a laugh with a smile, “Or like have been. I mean like no shame I can totally see you two being that because you both are so damn wicked but like holy shit that size differense.” Cody rambled but quit smiling as Alex looked at him with black eyes.
“Just that.. Krhm…” Cody viittasi siihen kuinka Tillin (omg tilli) kösi oli Allun lantiolla.
“Oh well yeah there has been few encaunters with me and Alex by those me-”
“None of any of yours business okay.” Alex was getting red herself and punched half play fully Till’s thigh for saying too much.
“You two seem like a couple eh?” Till said looking at Nea and Cody.
“We just met but thank you.” Cody smiled and put his hand on nea’s shoulder, Nea blushed and looked down.
“Krhm! May I have your attention please!” A tall man in expensive suit said in strickt voice. Everyone quieted down and turned to look at him.
“It’s amazing to see all of you here. And I’m happy that more of you have taken your loved one with you. My name is Mr Quinton. I am your host this weekend. (nyt on siis perjantai). I’d like to clear out our schedule if I may.” Quinton said and took a folded paper from his pocket and opened it.
“Tonight will it be free for all of you. It is always good to catch up with friends and collagues am I right. Just a slight reminder with pure love to everyone new in these circles to follow our etiquette outside your private rooms and respect the fact that these walls aren’t soundproof.” The man gave out a small laugh and almost everyone chuckled too, other’s bit embarassed by the note.
“Saturday, 8.30 is breakfast privately in canteen for an hour. Ten o’clock we all, comapnions including, will meet in conferense room three, for 45minutes. 11 o’clock the Elite will meet in said room for two hours. Other members and companions can spend their time in hotel’s spa, here in this room or in your own hotel rooms. 13.30 Will be lunch privately in canteen. 15.15 to 18.00 will be Elite and other members meeting in room 3. 18.15 will be dinner again privately in canteen. Then rest of the evening is free, but don’t drink yourself to hangover. We will discuss sunday’s schedule tomorrow. You will have a copy of dresscodes and schedule in your rooms. I would like to thank you all for your time and wish you a glad evening.” Mr. Quinton ended his speech and the room filled with soft applaus.
“Onks toi niiku joku iso pomo? Ja mikä määrittelee Eliitin ja muut jäsenet.” Nea kysyi hämillään, Cody ja Till vaihtoivat sanojaan heidän vieressä.
“Ei ole. Quinton on ‘Iso Pomon’ oikea käsi, joka toisin sanoen esittää pomon asiat ja niin edelleen. Iso pomo ei ikinä näyttäydy ja ketään ei tiedä kuka se on. Paitsi...No ite oon kerran tavannu sen codyn kaa. Ja siis se ei oo saatana. Pikemminkin saatanan läheisin maanpäällä tallaaja.” Allu selitti nealle joka nyökkäili vieressä ja otti allun juomalasin hörpäten siitä.
“Eliitti on nimensä mukaisesti Eliitti. Siihen kuuluu vaikutusvallaltaan ja ‘voimaltaan’ vahvimmat. Toisin sanoen viisi maailman vaikutusvaltaisinta liikemiestä, Quinton, kolme vahvinta ‘demonia’ ja sitten lol antikristukset minä ja cody.” Allu naurahti sanalle.
“No mites sit ne muut jäsenet ku tääl on aika paljo porukkaa. Eiks Lindemann oo eliittiä?” t nea nyt vttu
“Ei ole. Muut jäsenet on ns. Sielunsa myyneitä elämässä paljon saavuttaneita porhoja, julkiksija jotka omaa demonisia voimia ja ovat tärkeitä avaimia pelastukseen. Till on itseasiassa top 5 voimakkainta demoo mutta ei silti eliitissä. Ja siis näitä voimia omaavia on itseasiassa aika vähän. Ja satun henkilökohtasesti tuntemaan ne kaikki.” Allu selitti ja sanoi viimeisen lauseen nauraen.
“Okei. Aika hankalaa. Mut kiintoisaa.” Nea hymäili. Allu otti lasinsa takaisin ja joi loput, ojentaen sen ohi kulkevan tarjoilian tarjottimelle.
“Anyone interested to kidnap few bottles of wine and soda (looks at alex and nea) and go to one of ours room to, talk bit more loosely.” Till asked. Cody agreed and Alex laughed at Till’s correction/add.
The four took a bottle of vintage wine bottle (only one) and sixpack of coca-cola from under the buffet table. Dammit allu.
They all went to Till’s room and sat down on the couch. Till and Alex automatically undressing out of the top formal wear and sighing as they threw them on the bed and sat down too.
“Mikäs se oli!?” Nea said laughing as she and allu openeed their cola cans. The men looking at each other and shrugging.
“we all gotta seemingly have our own secret language.” Cody laughed.
“Yeah totally. Me and nea have finnish, with Till I have Deutch, Cody and Till have their alpha language (vitullinen nauru kohtaus kaikille).” Alex said
“And- And Cody and Nea will have the unspoken language of love am i right.” Till alkaa vituulisen räkätyksen allun kaa ja nea on vitun awkward ku cody vaa hymyilee ja siemailee wiiniä kattoen neaa.
Allu- Huomaa codyn katseen neaa kohti. “Till can i sleep here tonight.” allu nauro viitaten että nuorella parilla ois villi yö
Till- “Oh yess you can i won’t mind a bit.” naurua ja wannabe flirtti ääni
Nea- “why couldn’t i be in cody’s room tho.” nea sano viattomasti katsoen allua ja tilliä (fhoewjgow äää) kuin heidän välillään ei missään nimessä voisi olla mitään.
Cody- “Because I'm sharing a room with my close actor friend.” Taas perus hymy vittu mies sä oot mysteerinen.
“oh” nea said and drank cola. “Till I'm still a lazy bastard do you have any pants i could borrow for a while, these leather ones arent the most comfortable pair.” Alex asked already standing up.
“I like them on you. I mean they aren’t really most comfortable to me neither if ya know what i mean. “ And till slapped alex butt. It was hared slap than a person woud jokingly give to other but it was till and alex so it was verrattavissa to small pet on butt. Alex slapped till on the back of his head and went to go thru his luggage.
Cody- “Is it always like that?” Cody asked half seriously but still laughing too
Till- “Well... Yes kind of.”
Allu tuli takaisin itseasiassa pelkällä isolla t-paidalla takaisin.
“are you fucking serious you iterally dont have any manners.” Till said and checked alex out.
Allu: “Well all your pants were like bed sheets for me. Nea has seen me in my underwear million times even as i was literally vomit drunk so doesn’t matter.”
Till- “Yes but there is a another male in this room. Who happens to be almost as powerful as you.” Somehwat jealousy and a need to own someonedrpped thru his voice.
Allu- “key word Almost. And he doesn’t have time to look at me with AnOtHeR wOmAn in this room.” ouuuuuu
Nea gave alex a glare. “Hei mä yritän vaan saada sulle munaa dont blame me.” Allu sanoi ja nea ei pystynyt edes esittämään vihaista.
Nyt venyy kyllä jo kolmi osaseks huhuh...
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Details Of Those Cunts Who Bullied Me In The Past
Here are those school bullies who have wronged me in the past (2003-2014).
* Mr. KAH KUAN KAU Likely mykad:960223-14-5353; likely Apple iPhone 4S; Likely IMEI:013038008556590 (The bully encountered when I was on Year 1/Year 2 in primary school. Perhaps up to the point of stealing pencils made from recycled newspapers and falsely claim to be his)
* "RON XI CHEW",Mykad:"960602595039","","NO 84 JALAN KURAU 2","70200 SEREMBAN","NEGERI SEMBILAN","60183818363","0131880030564313",IMEI:"8960181130917821517F","502181091782151","postpaid" (that bully who will attack me at primary school, even up to the point of stealing things, pass it to his flock, and "move the goalpost")
* 59655063 60169287705 DiGi_NewBest 8960161307086412097 502162917613061 Samsung GT-S5620 Gideon Wu Imei:352052041674420 (first bully I've encountered in middle/high school stage, he registered his phone under his mom's name so, damn)
* Prepaid,CHOON KEAT CHI,1A-13-15 TINGKAT PAYA TERUBONG 2,,,PULAU PINANG,11600,PULAU PINANG,PULAU PINANG,60125392488,8960011309120360000,502121512036905,GALAXY NOTE 2 GALAXY NOTE 2 GT-N7100,IMEI:35772905496303,MyKad:961020075441 (one of the worst bullies I've ever encountered since besides usual verbal taunting, he had gone so far to pushing me to fall onto the road surface, causing major scar in my leg; Proof: http://web.archive.org/web/20171120053410/http://i.imgs.fyi/img/1wpq.png)
* Prepaid,GHEE KAI ONG,NO 20 LORONG BLM 3/4 BANDAR LAGUNA MERBOK,,,KEDAH,8000,SUNGAI PETANI,KEDAH,60174565023,8960011002753050000,502120475305343,GT-S6102,IMEI:35208605032479, MyKad:960604026243 (He hounded me and pushed me down to the floor, causing massive injury in the right side of my head which required hospital treatment; Proof: http://web.archive.org/web/20171120053356/http://i.imgs.fyi/img/1wpp.png)
* 34563768 60164722350 DiGi_PrepaidRM1 8960161209276306009 502163918834169 MyKad:970403-06-5157 Apple iPhone 5 Mr. ze hang tan IMEI:990002717242420 (School bully who was adept at verbal abuse against me)
* 24127712 60143429034 DiGi_NewBest 8960160807316313897 502166901675687 MyKad:960101-07-5262 Apple iPhone 4 Others STEPHANIE TEOH IMEI:012745002341750 (Obnoxious female bully whose verbal insults are particularly hurtful and sometimes would gang up with others to bully me. Any attempts at self-defense would result in her gaming the "females first" so-called chivalry to my disadvantage)
* Yi Liang Chew, 11G, jln seri bendera 1, 1500 air itam, pulau pinang, past phone:60103886534
* Yun Yan Chew, 20, Solok Terrenganu 10460, Pulau Pinang, past phone:0104613505
* Yee Luan Chong, 9, Tmn.Desaria, Lrg.Kenari 10, Sng Ara 11900, Bayan Lepas, Pulau Pinang, past phone:0164191088
* Wei Loon Goh, 5, Lorong Madu 2, Tmn. Jambu Madu, 14000 Bukit Mertajam, Pulau Pinang.
* Chan Ling Khoo, face: http://web.archive.org/web/20171204193305/http://i.imgs.fyi/img/2154.jpg (she bullied me up to the point of using the dirty tip of a broom to touch my things)
* aristo melvern 29, Kuala Penang 09110 Baling Kedah (malaysian address, possibly don't work anymore)
* chuan meng law ,60-6-7 JALAN SLIM,,,,11600,PULAU PINANG,PULAU PINANG,60125385923,8960011206947400000,502121394740786,SM-N9005, Imei:35750705561227
* 23391605 60164950435 Beyond 8960160806096389439 502163910914678 Thai Passport No: M528724 RIM 9300 Mr. NONTHAPHET chatinon Imei:353933041499890
* srimasap patcharapon 116/110 Prasanmit Road Kaorup Chang Muang Songkla Thailand 9000 past phone:0103772294
* Abraham Thomas Tomang Utara IV NO 144 Jakarta Barat Indonesia 11720 past phone (no longer work):0164343744 (one of the worst bully I've ever encountered, he attacked me with broom many times & his methods is often intertwined with that of sexual nature).
* Thotsagool Thantom 113 M.6 T.Langu A Lan-ngu J-satun Thailand past phone:0164707562
* neesen warut Past phone number (no longer works/reassigned):0164317300
* somboonsuk warot 49/999 Nawamin Bangapi Road Bangkok 10240 Past phone number (no longer works/reassigned):0104612261
* Ping Yao chee 6903 Jalan Dua 13299 Kepala Batas Pulau Pinang Past number:0175583002
* yong jing ong 1038, jalan pasar permatang tinggi, 14000 bukit mertajam, pulau pinang Past number:0124271259
* Prepaid,ZI HAO SOH,38 LRG KENDI 4 KAWASAN PERNIAGAAN TAMAN MERAK,,,PULAU PINANG,14100,SIMPANG AMPAT,PULAU PINANG,60147568589,8960010910719960000,502120471996050,GALAXY S3 GALAXY S3 GT-I9300,imei:35544905126911,mykad:971220075393 (a bully who will hound me along with his mate CHUN MENG ANG: http://web.archive.org/web/20171127195914/http://i.imgs.fyi/img/1yk9.jpg)
Here's what you can do if you had similar experiences too and wanna do a favor:
* Swat the hell out of 'em! (any prospective swatters can use them as guinea pigs)
* prank phone calls
* Pressing car horns for multiple times near their homes.
* Throwing paints onto their house like Malaysia's infamous illegal debt lenders
* Use their IMEI numbers for further purposes as you wish
* Repeatedly playing some of Trump's shouting rants over and over again augmented with loudspeaker while in a van, akin to Japan's.
* Use the MyKad numbers for your own pleasure.
* Register as voters on their behalf and help our opposition party to fuck up the corrupt BN.
* Utilize their details to help refugees.
* Put out flyers on the neighborhood claiming that they're drug dealers or predators.
* If you're working at border checkpoint and you have a bad mood, you may lash out at them once you can recognise them by document and by face (eg CHUN MENG ANG) if they are lucky to be there at a right time. Examples: giving them a ridiculously short period of visa or deny their entry for any pedantic fault reasons ever!
* If you're selling insurances or the like, try your best in giving them unfavourable prices or situation as much as possible upon identification & verification.
* Sign them up for various newsletters e.g. Amway
* Use their details to lend money with Malaysian Ah Longs as much as you wish.
* Spam them with fast foods like KFC, Mcdonalds, Pizza Hut. This will surely make them unbearable!
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It’s about the Journey not the Destination.
Sometimes the journey tests the limits of your patience. But then after it's all said and done you can reflect upon your day, laugh and think, "that was a fucking epic journey."
We woke up yesterday at 5:30 am to catch a ferry from Langkawi, Malaysia to eventually catch a bus to go to Ao Nang, Karabi, Thailand. We had our route planned and ready to go, to arrive in Thailand around 3pm. After we woke up and got out of our homestay we quickly realized that there were no Uber's available and Taxis to be seen at 6 am in the morning. We dragged our heavy bags down the road to the resort hotel hoping to be able to hail down a cab or get them to call one for us. A little to our surprise there was a group of ragers still out from the night before who somehow talked this local dude into giving them a ride. As they sped off without a car around we knew we were doomed. We tried to communicate with the seemingly drug induced security door people who had no clue how to call us a cab but thought that this was the best place to wait for one. So, as we watched the dawn light creep around the edges of trees, the minutes ticked down and we waited some more. More drug and alcohol induced partiers emerged from the across the street bar from their nightly escapades. What the hell do people do until 6:30 am?!Anyways of course they all got rides while we continued to wait for the mysterious cabs that were supposed to come by. Finally, out from the darkness emerged our saving grace! It was a taxi!!!! Quickly hailing it down we finally got a ride at 6:45 am. We ended up paying double the price from when we arrived on Langkawi, but we didn't care we were saved!!
On the way to the ferry station the cab driver informs us that our planned route is all wrong and we need to get the ferry to Satun then catch a bus to Karabi. Sounded so easy. We should have known since the name is so close to Satan. Our original ferry left at 7:30 am and this ferry didn’t leave until 9 am so we had some time, went to Starbucks got some food. I proceed to have a panic attack because I still felt pretty lousy from being sick the prior 5 days and now have to travel all day, which was for the second time in the past two weeks. I listed to my guided anxiety meditation, get a grip and am ready to take on this day. We buy our two ferry tickets totaling $70 RM or $16.50 USD and are off to catch the ferry.
We get on the ferry seats 55 and 54 which end up not even being next to each other but behind one another. Laughing it off we use it as our alone time from one another and begin to settle in. They put a movie on for our enjoyment and ironic as it was they play Captain Phillips, a movie about a ship abducted by pirates. Very settling for anxiety. My saving grace were the adorable twins in front of me that I played jack in the box, peek a boo, and made funny faces at most of the one hour ferry ride.
We arrive in Thailand at 10 am. In Asia after the boat or plan arrives to its destination, everyone rushes to get off crowding the isles as if their world would end if they had to wait 5 minutes. Finally stepping off the boat into the thick, wet air we get our first taste of Thailand. We have to wait in this long line outside to go through customs. In my head, I’m cursing this modest country, that makes me wear fucking pants and and a T-shirt when it makes no practical sense in this melting heat. Yeah yeah I know "It's part of the experience." But in times like this I think fuck the experience, I want to be naked. As we are waiting a man with a sign selling bus trips approaches us and we converse with him about out travels. He shows a picture of a nice bus on his sign and tell us that we could get on that bus directly from this ferry station and it will take us directly to Karabi. From their we would just need to get a taxi to Ao Nang, Karabi where our hotel is. Well folks when it sounds too good to be true it most definitely is. Now that I am writing this I think we should have fucking known! But anywho here is how the story unfolds.
After we make it through customs he they take us to the side and talk to us and there are 3 other tourists there as well so it seemed legit. They had an office and everything. They tell us that it is $1,200 Thai Bhat or $600 per person to take us to Karabi “directly from this ferry station.” From our online research, we were originally planning to pay $800 Thai Baht or $400 per person plus whatever it would cost to take us from the ferry station to the bus station to grab a mini bus to Karabi. I tell Johnny I think they are trying to screw us and we should just go to the bus station, then they manipulated the situation by reminding us that its some water festival so it is highly likely that all the buses are full. Johnny did not want to risk not having a bus ride and we decided just to pay more so we didn’t have to worry about it. Although reluctant I agree.
Then somehow we learned that the really nice bus is all full now and they only have mini buses available. Lie number one. Now we try to figure out with them if they are going to be able to fit all of our luggage in this full many bus. Oh well then it will be $1,400 Thai Baht. Lie number two. At this point we should have known to walk away, but we were manipulated and roped in to thinking that we would have no spot. So we pay the man and then he tries to short change us $200 Thai Baht. Shady thing number three. Then we walk to the parking lot where were suppose to have a bus dierectly from the ferry staion and are told we have to get in this open truck thing to go to the bus station and I am fucking livid! Lie number four. This was our original plan all along and now we know we are paying extra for it. Already paid and fucked we get in bitching the whole tie about how much this fucker lied to us trying to calculate in our heads how much we got fucked. We get to the bus station still hot and fucking sweaty and instead of “leaving right away” as the man said we had to wait an hour for a bus to come. Lie number five.
At the bus station we learn that we have to take a bus to Trang and then get off and take another bus to Karabi. SERIOSLY? Lie number 6. Waiting at the bus station we meet this sweet German girl who tells us she paid $900 Thai Baht for the whole trip from Langkawi to Karabi through her hostel which includes drop off and ferry ride and she also had luggage. We just paid $700 Thai Baht per person for just the bus trip. FUCK! Feeling screwed, jaded, and lied to we just figure we just try to laugh it off as a live and learn from the experience. At least we got a cool new friend out of the deal. We have fun with the nice bus station worker learning how to say “bus” in Thai.
Finally, on our way to Trang now 11:30 am. we proceed to make like 10 stops picking people up along the way until our bus is cramped full of people. We keep making stops picking up packaging and who knows what along the way and it takes us unil 2:30 pm to arrive in Trang, which was about 2 hours away from Satun. We get off the bus in this very local station that is thronged full of people. We try to find out how long until we get on the next bus and get shrugs from everyone one who continue to put us off. We finally get out of them that we have time to go eat some food so we rush to get some local chicken rice and soup. After we chomp down our food we then try to get out of them again what time we are leaving, finally we find the right person who says we will leave at 3:30 pm on mini bus 1. 3:30 rolls around and there is no bus number one. We start to see how everyone rushes in the bus to get the best spot so since we have all this luggage we design a plan for me to rush the bus and get the seats while Johnny gets the luggage on. The bus finally comes at like 4pm for a total wait time of 1.5 hours when weren’t even told would have to wait at all. Lie number seven.
I try to rush the mini bus but the locals beat me and get the front seats and we have go sit second from the back. I get car sick so I know this is going to be a long trip. We start our journey and again stop a bunch along the way finally getting to Karabi town at like 6:45 pm. My head pounding, carsick, and weathered they tell us to get in another truck thing that will take us to Ao Nang, Karabi like 30 minutes away. We jump on that thinking its included in high price we paid for this trip and start our journey to Ao, Nang dropping off other travelers along the way. We finally get to our place a like 7:15 pm and decide to give this guy a tip of $20 Baht. Then he tells us its $60 Baht per person and says that we have to pay for our friend who got off a stop earlier thinking we were all together. So we paid $190 Baht to the man ,ultimately defeated for the day and check into our hotel.
Starving from the day’s events we go to a local restaurant for some food and a well-deserved beer. Then realize that I left my wallet which we needed in addition to Johnny’s wallet to pay for the meal since we were almost out of cash at this point. Johnny decides to go to the ATM since we are almost out of cash anyways and attempts to take out too much and gets locked out of the system. Three ATMs later he realizes that he fucked and walks back to the restaurant to retrieve the key to the hotel to get my wallet. While this is going on I am the sole person left at this restaurant sweating profusely wiping my face with a rag trying to figure out how the hell I can get in touch with Bank of America. After what feels like an eternity Johnny arrives back and we pay them and get the fuck out of here. It now like 9 pm and this day can’t get any fucking worse. We go to the grocery store who has no fucking cold water and then go to 7 eleven. After getting cold water we run to our hotel knowing we have to escape in our cave and never come out again. Thank goodness we paid more for air-conditioning! I take a cold shower and then put my head under the covers grateful I made it through the day and am now in bed.
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