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Magafuli sending folks he wants to be kebis gay, u poor and stupid, u gays, have sent the same sirjustice200 tumblr a/c to every nation on either my Facebook mcsleepy nelson or Instagram as well

come to my presence with ya dire stupidity, if that money specified on sirjustice158 tumblr a/c is withdrawn by me cause at dat time i will be in a possession of a gun. New padlocks and keys hard to imitate so resort to the above check them below

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch...

Hamtuweza but its purely hunger

come to my presence with ya dire stupidity, if that money specified on sirjustice158 tumblr a/c is withdrawn by me cause at dat time i will be in a possession of a gun.

now talk, we still develop, u stupid and silly see my tumblr a/c sirjustice158 i have sent to every country 1 of the footballer in in national team either in Facebook or Instagram, check their walls. we still thevelop talking rudely, motherfucker

anything that makes u feel better increases longevity, like leaving some foods on the plate after eating, not eating like whole wheat products i.e chapati u have cooked discarding some in the dustbin, doggy and sit on an elevation (woman) type of sex as on bed facing each other but the irony is the missionary style, kinda, snatches some years off ya life span and many know not, this is done under sampling like Gallup opinion polls.

Following German Tricks that they are rich cause women take per-eminance more than men in-terms of economic building not knowing the truth hidden in the following tumblr a/c of this 1 of like getting money online. Friends they say such men country are good in combat not knowing now we got drones mounted with explosives and guns to do the same, i mean guard them so they are safe.

When u do like getting to a place daily or just sitting in ya own hse 4 decade without being bored, it means, kinda, u got no shame and of disturbance. People of sense can sit in a place 4 long, even in jobs.

A yellow imaginary ball flies as u see it in ya mind looking 4 a place to get to or enter as looking whereto heap indignities as you are new Christ if u show resilience in ya of opposing things or wanting things straight as helping people iit gets to ya making ya head big.

We have just known it, they r given weekly stipend of $10 if u r pro-kikuyu or blooded like luo and that’s why they got nothing to do saying they are guarding things so they got Russia blood as they have sent international students to investigate their to give them results its big land and of plenty, be ya self, make ya nation and stop playing others. The 2goinvoice name changed so though u can withdraw via M-pesa but not many times as the line ownership now is not more than 3 and they have changed the software being used to 1 which people know not including the name, so Safaricom withdraws from the office as much as they want to give these people this $ 10 and the covid apparatus huge sales, a small percentage also forms part of the weekly stipend still no shame disturbs ya with their kids and wanting ya food saying they r in bad shape thinking we know not of the above trickery of the day. What do they want from some1 even after being given the stipend,is what we wanna know b4 they are deemed useless to live and killed and that money they don’t want the people they disturb to get, only them alone dude- Nepotism of the highest caliber.

Songs should be placed on you-tube without the sound but just instrumental as another with the song but not the video placed, so to listen to both u open 2 tabs to start at the same time to get the music to make people discouraged and engage in other useful activities not just in cyber-nation and to protect copy rights even with videos.

Drinking barley changes ya mind, makes u have a strong sex appetite shortly after and draws women close to ya, if u partake such u risk going to hell fire as they send some1 to investigate the above if they see such occurrences thereby many r advised to take water guard drops cause as well it got the same feeling. Friends aint kidding as u disturb the hearts of many a woman with that feeling will be the case that day or out of the above u enjoyed and never told ya friends on the same even on social media. Friends learn to share such with friends, might liberate them to liberate ya as well dude.

With ya eating less if u not taking u to break into peoples roadside business then where so we follow ya, and with kebi eating much b4 rushing to the cyber to write some of the content of this tumblr following that moves the world like innovation, then stop dude, we cant follow ya silly way dude, its to emulate kebis way cause with writing requires constant thinking which needs ample food. U sick and stupid, behaving as if wanting ya food or if u got even a left penny of cash in ya pocket which again if u spend, they start the below, kinda, they want to bite ya flesh, u glutton need to be eliminated of masai blood. U angry bustared dogs with no sense as have agreed to die so put on a no sense image to be forgiven at judgement they were insane, u aint insane but normal with all the buildings u build and the welded materials and winning cases at the ICC. Friends it will be more tolerable 4 sidion and tire than that city built on a hill at the judgement day, all most all inhabitants will find themselves in hell fire. Sycamore tree with Christ to bring reality home to ya, u wont get by dude.

The bible says all left when every nation has the capacity to build their own gadgets and make life necessities like soaps, toothpaste, salt or artificial food products, so they don’t import or export to burden the importing nation is just to eat but not 4 the lazy, meaning as much as u want. U want to reverse the bible 4 folks to eat less, who are u? A lazy braggart claiming he is u so he eats ya food without sense, that they r sending money to Build Tz they will benefit from shortly as oil will be discovers not knowing the alternator generator has overtaken the same. Where is the stone is the next question if u tolerate them, ugly people of no caliber. Stupid and insane, yet kebi is here with them. KB teachers then came to my presence if my coop bank Kenya or Equity got more than $10,000 and confirms secretly, at that time i will have a gun not now that it aint credited, i will shoot ya pussy or testis or the hell out of u, want from ya not minding of how they thwarted ya past ways, I am a bad man, get it period even with college lecturers. U got a gun so don’t twist it that i said now i wanna take ya life but in times futurity when my a/c is credited. U bastered, gay and foolish, cut throat dogs. Very stupid teaching things they know not and now wanting ya food, let the devil cheats ya to get into my premise at that time, sure, i will shoot the hell out of ya like Lord delamere confusion people with a monkey as the excuse 4 shooting and he gets by at court judgement time. They send even folks to want to fight with me out of blues as pulling my trouser down to get to my manhood, these are judgement parts and will be used against ya.

I cant leave ya my food daily or give ya a dime, a male with 2 legs still alive, then u pride ya self and u got no agenda where this character will end. Stop dude, look 4 feasible solutions. With tumblr a/c if u don’t follow any a/c like the horse in the link below then u cant shift the a/c to delete

https://www.facebook.com/pg/PromovamRomaniaFrumosa/photos/?ref=page_internal

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1DXpOrvBuAA

Following u cant delete very many as they r following u daily even when what they want has been already made and it cant go that way as hay used to make gas and gadgets and fuels Russia where selling to them and they have known the same so will tantamount to war if they want to know much. They want people to fear them and live poor and even the foods they sell in Eu they have known how to make

Kebi saying with like a voice that mourned yesterday but now tired, Mochanda peana hiyo kitu, chini ya paja, kwenye surwali, wacha kukuwa ngumu, ambiye magdalin piya apeane hicho kitu. Wachakuwa mchoyo, haikulwi au ngoleka.

When no fuel or alternator generator has been made cheap, then stop telling 1 to still make it buy dude, as cheap as $ 50, then what do u want.

The starter comp like 4 kitchen in the link below can produce up-to 24-48 volts when rotated with 1.5 V motor with like 3 other gear to make it soft to rotate much bigger magnet to produce much power and take long as not to burden the circulation of current inside the motor wires to make the dry-cell weakens 1st

https://www.jumia.co.ke/epath-3pcs-130-small-dc-motor-with-2mm-shaft-diameter-and-1-to-6-volts-for-model-toys-9797714.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-1pcs-mini-micro-small-3-phase-wind-turbines-hand-alternator-generator-3v-24v-12v-new-18194523.html

And the current should be much to be reduced to constant 12 volts to power the motor so even if the battery is like 30% to die still it produces 12 to make it overstay like even in a 12 hour journey b4 u replenish another 1 or changed the charged 1. The solar charger controller scc technology can help us with that and if 4 household take like 6, 48 such comps to give ya 300 Volts which again can have a scc that maintains the power like at 100-200 volts still being used by home or office appliances as that alternator generator that harbors the 6 comps can use 1 single dry-cell 4 like the whole day and friends this a new happiness altogether as a new happening or unbelievable twist upon which people are waiting to see as the doubting thomases as Bartholomew with Christ resurrection, saying “Unless he sees the marks is when he can believe that is that simple boy who has come up with the invention described above“ KEVIN Dawa rather Dawe of Minnesota.

The wet cell of already made E-vehicles or motorbikes as generators can be made using the technology above, where such are placed inside and still the legacy of the above innovation still lingers on. like in the link below makes still not branching to a near by gas station but to a chain-store or shop to buy another battery to replace the finished 1 with a new reality

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=motorcycles+cell+ups+batteries

When u said u want to delete the information on the following of sirjustice200 tumblr a/c and u have learnt u cant do the same better stop dude and move to ya own nation as previously thought. What do u want do and eating corpse as 1 of ya plans also blocked dude. Get to ya nation, wasting ya time, kinda bro, u will not win better quit early or now, if u cant separate them, leave them dude cause they want u not to join them cause u aint equals but of wired characters period dude, You stupid Mr Hindu or White male man.

Mochanda molo cha palo en-kende emathunde otiye kole mabel, kolo okomiya time as am wasting his time ka luonge, osungolena, anbe adwanyise ni kolo angithunde mochung ekola kaka mekego,okoblo kelo na sunga meke. Kebi was cought saying that late last night and infact he is in puberty with swollen nipple, that condition as signs 4 puberty 4 males or we know not maybe cancer.

Their is a new gimmick in them, want ya food like every hr from dusk untill dawn claiming they want folks to leave them, what is that u want folks to leave u alone so develop that bad character, nothing dude, want to hack a/c as above and kill the owner which has been blocked, then resort to advising ya women to leave ya thinking they will win u as gay, which if proves futile organize ya ambush liaising with even dignitaries and foreign embassies or bringing their kids next to ya claiming u have refused to feed them, yet still they are in pride and mark u the father to that kid aint dead or lame, still alive and gets to town very early in the morning, if u refuse the same they claim u r, kinda, beating kids in secrecy which they investigate not sending hooligans with even panga or rod to ambush ya like above, which if u ran away they get into ya house and still cause at that time ya door is opened, they time ya or send kids to ya house to ransack to later tell criminals of ya property b4 they still again which if u refuse the same they say the above on kids, Folks sickening and tiring. They don’t want ya to eat but with them eating claiming they r investigating ya if u love others food or glutton or of bad eye as if they are very important eyeing the same above which has been blocked dude. Finally they belittle ya but want ya food to the point of creating a fight, the masai character in them, investigating ya spending manner b4 again they bring their kids to ya or want ya food but still with pride Kenya is better than USA or on that road. Folks some people get to other nations cause they hate early morning argument or talks heading nowhere which is peculiar in Kenya, tires u and makes u hungry, eating much food which they hate and since they know side effect of morning arguments as eating much or needs food to send u again their kids and want ya food and give u names that u r masai blooded so u should accommodate them as u see things on ya eye so u r Hindu blooded so u should as well accommodate them which if u refuse they again resort to being gay on ya or to the vices explained above. Another bad trait is they think u want what they are up-to or want, which if u love is intense jealousy but don’t like they became futile with ya as starts investigating ya and giving ya names, like with women now its crystal clear they will never get as the a/c cant be hacked and deleted as make it theirs officially to get pride. Very very bed in deed, very very bad character indeed but happy are we, its long overdue.

What they had not known 4 many centuries kebi knew at 9 years of age, how to make machines, the Negro in slavery, pissing u off, kinda and he brought even more that could not be invented in-case he died. Even made ya to protest as wants good life and come back to Africa so to learn the same and go back. U hold grudges out of that 1, u stupid braggart Mr Negro.

When the Embassy liaises with criminals to thwart 1 ambition in another nation then they should close down altogether cause to deliver what they were mandated to deliver proves futile but rather engages in dubious dirty activities at 1st they claimed they were championing 4 as well as the University sending hooligans to do the same to returned foreign student in their nation even monitoring their eating habits then it calls 4 immediate resignation of every official in that campus to pave way 4 new who knows ya not but USA wrecked, as the Government even sponsors terrorism via internet money they have refused to eliminate. Kinda, Good Girl gone bad Gimmick.

solar power yacht in the link beside

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=generator+made+in+nigeria+yacht+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjyosCtrZrpAhWjqHEKHbToCpYQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=632#imgrc=35LIQMFRqoB9AM

Vomitting, tea sound as artificial tea has finished them, could have left u once u said Mr Hindu gets money off 2goinvoice- wacha, wide eye, wanatowa, casket the wsu and USA at large meaning. Now they want to put a price tag, that u can get out of the joining if u pay an extra amount cause they r poor and wants to reap huge, Mr Hindu. Wakatwe na panga or they could do the same to ya. Eying xmas as well with her accessories. The above photo is on Mcsleepy nelson Fb a/c like in the link below

https://www.facebook.com/mcsleepy.nelson.39/videos/137986677798049/?t=0

They don’t want people to live good as accessories that makes life livable are now made in any nation shown in following tumblr a/c of this a/c, where they don’t want this as well, when cash placed online, they if u pay on credit daily, weekly or monthly u wont escape paying as it will be automated payment from ya phone provided ya phone got money, so out of this they fear their will be no bad debts out of escape or-else in prison or death, folks click the link below 4 more explanation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9mQJaXwGPlg

Gino, that thing, hiyo kitu, they keep on saying as will uplift them or benefit from yet they know not the bulk of these writing are gotten from the net proved by the links displayed they claim they understand not or gotten from other people Fb sent to my a/c.

Kebi en kijana ma mande silwal, lando kuonde moko to ratenge other sides, to eye okwang, but periodically if he frawns or his manhood pissed off it erects looking upside the sky with round ball on top, kinda, warning women to try it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qf7XwQzS0s4

You can as well apply the many sensor placed in the head of the sicks in developed nation as make them as sensors and place them per equal cm on the roof top in case 1 lands on top of ya roof it sounds the alarm system to ring like in the link below.

https://www.masimo.ca/products/continuous/root/root-sedline/

Duvet bag holder the transparent 1 they locate people who have bought such dovet and ask them 4 the same where they place duvet gotten from houses as most houses are left without the door closed and from nursing homes place them inside the bag and sell them as new and many people in USA knows how to make the same themselves even in Mexico and do the same b4 shipping them to other 3rd world nations.

Kebi was given chance by moch as we hear, the next day while brushing his teeth, do u know what he was telling mochnda as moch says secretly within herself, this 1 i will leave soon if not drunk. “Dawa moch, dawa ya nini, Colgate, wapi dawa, where is the toothbrush drug, medicine in a disgusted voice as if the owner of the house“ moch though he had slight headache or was a gimmick wanted not to get off her house.

wet cell will be eliminated completely together with the acid, sorry to those who works in those company as it will be replaced with like rechargeable phone/ camera batteries or just dry cells as the starter comp where the motor rotating the magnet to produce power can use 1.5 volts dry-cell, it means the above folks, where it can be placed inside household appliances to power them eliminating as well sockets and wires to those switches cutting revenue 4 firms involved in that category of production or eliminates wires to bulb if bulbs as well are made that way, the same way eliminate gas and cooking gas as gas is no 1 Forex exchange for middle east nations and Norway, as well destroying the economies of those nations. Christ with king of the jew to cement the truth. A new phenomenon, instead of getting to the gas station to fill ya car u branch to a shop or a chain-store not to buy gas but if u don’t use rechargeable cell, u buy a dry-cell to power ya machine like with motorbikes, lorries, buses, tractors, speed boats, yatch or airplane. Its like killing many not just 2 written in books with 1 stone as u can place 2 battery as 1 being used another charged b4 an automated exchange is done, mfalme wa ya whodi to bring reality of Christ made to dies not ya own thinking in another version as Worker and vineyard brings down the reality, yath are trees u can hang wind turbine or medication as chwa/okwaju, tamarind seed with treating Aids, Malaya i will be fucking giving them cash, so spare me of ya daughters and leave me all alone to do my thing, my 1-2 step slowly and softly as smoothly.

North Kenya was abysinia while part of North Tz was Italy, the owner will crush them to wretched end once they have know the machine making techniques which they migrated only cause they knew not at that time and Abysinia inhabitants were Chinese. Now u got the Sourer technology get to the planet u came from away from ours which u disturb us with creating havoc each day and night, get to ya own planet dude, Or what do u want with us dude, like luo to Pluto and kikuyou to Uranus and kisii likewise and many other similar character tribes i know not bro

If they used to telling people they drunk the blood of Christ and made others into meat when was still young at taking blood sample in hospital 4 diagnosis and when he died to make them sharp and still are locating him alive in other folks to do the same cheating other tribes to follow suit which blindly they want to engage in like with Killing kebi and doing the same. Question arises and is, still Kebi is all alive like a dime yet they have made much tremendous developments in coming up with the very very machines u claimed or deluded people that if they drink his blood and some selected few will amount with wings like u. So its a pure lies, cause out of the following tumblr a/c of this even many African nations have made original gadgets without doing the same. Mr White-man my advice to ya, take your lies to ya self or will tantamount to acts of war, aint kidding dude. Now they have made sure they have blocked kebi ways as antagonize him with the locals so in times futurity not find a good place 4 burial as his corpse fears being exhumed with all the security measures he has explained explicitly laid down regarding exhumation of graves, u now want him to get to ya nation to do the same and eat him together with ya stupid Negros as now coming to Kenya is cumbersome out of all explanation that Kenya is not all that rich 4 u to come here cause u have learnt her tactics of wanting to make gadgets and artificial food as well as chemicals, disinfectants and gas to sell to ya even with Xmas lighting. So eating his corpse to facilitate the lie below only can easily happen in USA cause he is a stranger their and as usual no1 gives a hoot even of their own death or graves in the developed nations

Click the link below to get 100% software made in Benin 4 smartphone

http://www.rfi.fr/fr/emission/20150621-wakpon-une-application-smartphone-100-made-in-benin

Buy Negro made smartphone in the link below or whirlpool home appliances

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=blue+advance+smartphones+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwibjLfbx5fpAhUKDxQKHWoBCn0QsAR6BAgJEAE&biw=1024&bih=632

Many such made drones like approaching bee or housefly in USA barracks fitted with guns and small detonators or grenade as bombs can finish the USA even in boot camps. Beatitude with Christ meaning and now made in Africa and the same African can make such anywhere. Even just a small made cylindrical plane controlled from the computer fitted with grenade launchers detonator at the mouth when directed to hit like a hard surface detonates and destroy the area and is dimmed a mini-missile and is now made right in Africa

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfVR3luAMTk

https://techcrunch.com/2017/08/17/a-defense-company-put-a-machine-gun-on-a-drone/

The alternator generators eliminates as well the below completely

https://www.tripplite.com/products/ups-buying-guide

If the earth is 16 km or in some parts 10 km, then instead of cremation hurl people down that hole to the outer space with a drone taking down photos so its not waited upon with another radar controlled drone for the reasons explained below

Lake Victoria unless reduced, if u got that picture u see the fire en-kindled on it stops as well as lake Trukana were expanded, if u fish on that water u risk going to hell or bathe and if you place or take a voyage on it and that’s why the whites left cause many fell in fire, if u eat neem tree and u place the deceased in ya mind u see them whether waiting in a bench or already in fire of safe outside. Lest u repent fervently. Lake cant be that shallow but but deep like Tanganyika, even fish from those lake if u eat u risk the same, eat from fish-ponds.

Uhuru and Raila and other transfiguring people 4 u, a panga cut, many, awaits ya in podium as i hear just like with the news anchor approaching people from either in-front or behind like in the song below with hand hell BMI machine, it will not go 4 long dude, though u manipulated me, yours also long gone and dead, now u got it kenya poor and dignitaries got no cash so even forcing poor folks with positions, kinda, silly not as previously thought. White blood cell counter machine is another sure way as well and see how it works in the links below as well

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=isaXqowHZuU

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aCHB4GCyufE

https://www.jumia.co.ke/handy-stitch-electric-hand-held-mini-sewing-machine-26776619.html

https://www.alibaba.com/showroom/hand+held+digital+bmi+machine.html?fsb=y&IndexArea=product_en&CatId=&SearchText=hand+held+digital+bmi+machine&isGalleryList=G

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SCrOAQt-6ws

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMNyi0XVYpU

Exhumation laws can be incorporated, in that the decease pays that amount to a certain company, either once or instruct the bank to pay monthly from his opened a/c, as this also opens employment, where like in every 5-10 years the grave is exhumed to ensure the grave safety and the explained below like casket taking or corpse and his attire aint done b4 again the grave sealed waiting again 4 the same period to do the same thing in-regards to how many years the deceased has placed his will where even wireless alarm systems and cameras fixed from below the grave but above the casket under bright lights illuminate the upper part of the grave to ensure no exhumation or if so rapid steps are taken to thwart the motives, bring shame and reality in the society of the explained above, the lights can be many depending on the bulb life span so if 1 burns up another is lit automatically or wirelessly as well can be placed on radar i.e in computers like in Skype 4 public or as in live you-tube

Mini-weight measuring machine even for scrap metal pickers or the vendors in the link below

https://www.alibaba.com/product-detail/Travel-weigh-Portable-digital-Luggage-Scale_1881820448.html?spm=a2700.7724857.normalList.110.4d9e2cdatvY9JF

Booster tall metallic poles if u leave all that large like in Australia or Beverly hills in Carli4nia then take like 500 watt wires with electricity that are invincible and cross on top in a linear way to thwart those using drones from another compound to settle on ya roof top or balcony at night when u know not to, kinda, rob or ambush ya.

Even on shoe u can make holes or on shirts, suits, jackets, trousers that u discard on the bottom tip parts, so not to fund illicit activities and make other dignitary stay in power out of that cause its crystal clear the money they r payed though huge, u owe it out b4 it gets in living in debts lest u resorts on other gimmicks like in the above. Like with shoes on the tongue like in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=parts+of+shoes&client=ms-google-coop&tbm=isch&source=iu&ictx=1&fir=A3Oy_0FFk65iZM%253A%252C2bLgRANYR9J8fM%252C_&vet=1&usg=AI4_-kTw07wRxrMY4s-dyNEyW9dXVjg2Jg&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwih1amhhZrpAhUs8uAKHZdwD4cQ_h0wAHoECAsQBA&biw=1024&bih=632#imgrc=A3Oy_0FFk65iZM:

Desist from buying meat products, go 4 the walking animal or bird as organize many people then u share but keeping in mind if u help in eating a walking animal which can be extinct soon, u can find ya self in hell. Even corpse can be cut into pieces and made into any meat sold in restaurants. Go 4 the 1 which 1 u know has taken blood sample i.e like from cattle neck or intestine of fish and gets into the room and makes b4 selling unto ya, even human plasma makes the same and u r qualified eating corpse or even sausages, the feces of the dead makes the same. Got and sheep parable to bring reality, the blood u see or ascertain as Malachi 4 comes handy to bring u reality dude, desist but its ya choice bro

Ice placed in dough gives u as well big planes, internet, decoder servers, computers, medical equipment as well as office appliances and military vehicles or glass bottles or vice versa or any product u see when u place such. Now i have given the police my Id b4 i replace another to give them cash they r tracing. Now find i who transfigures and withdraw that cash, stop disturbing me dude, u coasterians wanting free things on their side but on ya side cant help ya as runs away from ya, u got Jamaica blood and nice with prostitution if ya land is poor but if rich many will long to work 4 u and that’s the reverse dude. U white-man sympathizers to still oppress of ya color. And now he wants still say i wanna be a politician, u poor, want to bar me so i die here be buried in rural area where they can exhume my grave and eat me, u cannibals while in temperate lands can be buried next to the road in an expensive inside the city grave where such explained above are hard, that’s all dude, i know well ya plans. I will never or see me campaign but if u insist give me that position on a silver platter and u see as siren gas made this way dude, the next morning u will be all corpse so God place me in hell fire, cause i have warned ya prior and nothing can be more christian to cement my long term truth that i hate ya but rather tolarates ya, 4 how long will i say this absurdity. Must end dude!!!

In a big cylinder, u place hay inside with water or the dirty river water of Africa as River Nyando or Yala or Congo then seal it in an airtight manner then in the dark spit saliva many people on the big container sides and boom that gas formed whether methane or siren gas b4 transferring into other small containers. Christ with transfiguration to bring out reality like in the links below

https://www.alibaba.com/showroom/big+gas+cylinders.html?fsb=y&IndexArea=product_en&CatId=&SearchText=big+gas+cylinders&isGalleryList=G

Artificial fish is made with few or the fish intestine placed in ice flakes and many spit on the container that holds the above in the dark and boom the fish of ya type formed as much as with sugar and glucose. With detergents u place the detergent, chemicals, some few amount even with solid fat or applying oil using the same process as much as salt, it can as well be cold water same with finger lings, meat and most animal products as well as coin money and padlocks, bulbs or try with any product like in the above procedure. Even cereals and flour made that way, so they can bring about huge population, to make such and import and if u never know thats their supreme motive even with fuels made that way i.e ethanol, kerosene and car gas or cooking gas where such placed in big container or dirty flash sheet erosion water and the above gimmick done and boom ya gas type b4 transferred to tiny containers, even made with blood plasma of every animal as much as human mostly siren gas.

If truths wants to dawn about exhuming coffins, then lets us sample over 1000 graves in any part of the world mostly in cemetery and Africans buried in their rural homes, folks, i bet u will find the same and we can use, wireless camera to illuminate 4 folks to see the change in coffin or no coffin or parts of the corpse missing, so they know the same, so wanna bring violence so the truths sublime in war excuses as people exhumed the same 4 food as they are cannibal or sold the caskets cause at that time situations were hard. Inside the grave we can employ many lights that can be opened wirelessly in-case 1 burns to monitor the casket and those who can open to tamper with the same, it can harbor wireless camera with solar as described in other following tumblr a/c of this a/c period dude, to bring reality home.

Atuomo, owena, otuomokotugi, jowa said another passing by old woman. Ameachiwa wasee, anagong’a kungong’a

anyalo dhiye jela mang'eny donge, owena anyono, steping on that thing like never b4

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tCS2mbIcbZw

When u wear the covid mask to make ya ears kitten like, it makes u not feel all that food appetite u used to when they were straight, the indictment with those people with such earlobes as their rapid anger so white-men want to capitalized on that to make people intermarry with such to bring such kids not to enjoy the delicious foods around esp E-Africa.

With the toilet described below, u can employ the combined harvester mouth to grind the fecal matter b4 pumping it into the sewer system to even not heap but to pump even 4 one person immediately while its not hollow where u aim the feces to fall to the grinder but have an enclosure, either automatic when u sit or in a push pull manner not to allow smell from below into the room. Like in the link below dude, the header

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=mouths+of+a+combined+harvester+tractor&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiZ-bfEkJXpAhXgA2MBHX8lDeIQsAR6BAgIEAE&biw=1024&bih=632#imgrc=FknKPA36S7ebOM

https://www.explainthatstuff.com/howcombineharvesterswork.html

The starter comps in the link below can be place 4 in a raw connected in a series connection to give 200 volts those of 48 volts while the (1) motor rotating the magnets on each either connected in parallel or series or using a belt with 1 motor to rotate all the 3 other gears without a motor but with magnet on top of those other 3 gears, instead of heaping them (starter comp) above each other like described in the link below or u can use 4 such motors as the former. Just like in the diagram below on wood instead, u tell the devil just like with the alternator generator that was drawn in Kevinelson mondy Facebook a/c which many tried to make to bring confusion in town but now on shops as factory made as alternator generator or no fuel generator. History repeats itself dude and the same indictment we see has started falling on the above. Claimers to be of their tribe to benefit but luckily enough the comp is china made

https://www.google.com/search?q=photos+of+an+engine+head+with+the+cylindrical+pistons&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjJy7GRkZXpAhVWwIUKHRmbDKQQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=photos+of+an+engine+head+with+the+cylindrical+pistons&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1CERliceGC8emgBcAB4AIABsgKIAbwgkgEIMC4xMi43LjGYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZw&sclient=img&ei=UGGtXsnjNdaAlwSZtrKgCg&bih=632&biw=1024&client=ms-google-coop#imgrc=62AiHPwJeE5MOM

https://www.jumia.co.ke/epath-3pcs-130-small-dc-motor-with-2mm-shaft-diameter-and-1-to-6-volts-for-model-toys-9797714.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-1pcs-mini-micro-small-3-phase-wind-turbines-hand-alternator-generator-3v-24v-12v-new-18194523.html

https://www.jumia.co.ke/catalog/?q=magnetic+rods

https://www.jumia.co.ke/robot-mini-bluetooth-wireless-speakers-fmmemorycardusb-25615476.html

The above can even use phone battery like in the links below or the photocopier belt system

https://www.google.com/search?q=mini%20photocopier%20belt%20systemimages&tbm=isch&tbs=rimg%3ACTXdvnNvcWCdImCQr_1v41iwKbbSMlQfltzEW_1uAG0RoBerqKyYa7xgOi6bS68SlmGEjVKxpfWrK11I_1jgq9ua3aPw7cV5BYQcUiqZZgPZfvY8WdwCO0Ua20gSK8HLdZeVzmhans9Acx2fOIqEgmQr_1v41iwKbRGJJSWIClGshioSCbSMlQfltzEWERY1SglsoC-uKhIJ_1uAG0RoBeroR4JcAgV334pgqEgmKyYa7xgOi6RHglwCBXffimCoSCbS68SlmGEjVETkJ0GNipgHJKhIJKxpfWrK11I8RBYP-ElKG2D0qEgnjgq9ua3aPwxHGxdziiM5D1CoSCbcV5BYQcUiqEY0ZrV6R0kltKhIJZZgPZfvY8WcRyRAivLSfEbIqEglwCO0Ua20gSBHYrYsKsi75dyoSCa8HLdZeVzmhEXTh2OEiVzAJKhIJans9Acx2fOIRPLI-n6U0ihNhiNhjPaUPuHU&client=ms-google-coop&hl=en&ved=0CAIQrnZqFwoTCKiVuNKWlekCFQAAAAAdAAAAABAF&biw=1007&bih=615

The starter comp technology described above can be employed in stereos and TV that uses less than 40 volts, 1 such comp placed inside as inbuilt just as the TV with in-built decoder and with Gadgets that use more the 40 volts, i.e Fridges, blender, kettles, washing machine, oven, toasters, cookers can used the above that gives 200 volts, with iron box it will be big so can employ like 2 such above and used many watts small step up transformers, partially big than the normal iron box like in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=images%20of%20big%20electric%20iron%20boxes&tbm=isch&tbs=rimg%3ACdZBcnhUd_1MCImCvj8SfyIJzDlXjRCyxSGDYpAefpAOXAFBCCu2AaojmUHfK2BFywqsA2EIFp-EPLiuhIbzZKoZC2cS_1jUFmE6pOzxgGddQfUViIz3zmADEe4fuk64pfHmLNb5vPQQ9vbasqEgmvj8SfyIJzDhGLg0f9VsI0QyoSCVXjRCyxSGDYEcGr6IxUB_1hwKhIJpAefpAOXAFARHn0N59eJG48qEglCCu2AaojmUBHarGOAQJ7DDSoSCXfK2BFywqsAERzFTMBN-7_1lKhIJ2EIFp-EPLisRkqpRxlu6TkEqEgmhIbzZKoZC2RHalmOWYDwLayoSCcS_1jUFmE6pOEbrgn7DW-Z11KhIJzxgGddQfUVgR2Of2cAGWJPYqEgmIz3zmADEe4RGux46kynPPVyoSCfuk64pfHmLNEcznruoavwkyKhIJb5vPQQ9vbasRZjHVlt1sXUthFViGb9FHPvc&client=opera&hl=en-US&ved=0CAIQrnZqFwoTCIjBsKz_lukCFQAAAAAdAAAAABAN&biw=967&bih=641

https://www.expertreviews.co.uk/home-appliances/1405852/best-steam-iron-the-best-steam-irons-to-buy-from-15

Ciara of USA, 50 cent, Knowles and like J-zay of yesterday we know and more are not those personalities rather others of same countenance or those who transforms as the drone they were using underneath as described above fell and no rescue to fall in land but just going down in the space, so they are long dead, if u wanna find out, this the answer those who transfigure into other Animals dont partake sour or bitter things and in-fact is more in African political figure and it should follow suit to avoid the former as u cant get a post if u fail to partake such described above to eradicate that shit once and for good with employing other feasible mechanisms such as Wireless BMI machines which are aim at ya the digits gotten

In-fact with explained in following tumblr a/c of this 1, as Lake Victoria was small and enlarged by making a big tunnel on its main draining to the sea rivers then on-top of the long tunnel, km and more heaped debris more than maybe even 100 meters 4 if the tunnel blocked the water dont over flow immediately but collects at the awasi border (Kendu bay homa bay road), the above was done and its crystal clear u see the lake drained its water in the Indian oceans and if u sturdy the East African Land topology, most likely the lake reached Nairobi, while the national park b4 the white relocated where animals gotten from Nyabondo plateau and transferred so in times futurity hamper the spread of the city 4 the better cause it was a lake land and could take ya to hell if u aint a fervent christian, so that will be their justification in time of judgement, has having an excuse, Jesus with Transfiguration another version to bring out reality. Friend get it straight like in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?q=images+of+long+river+tunnels&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwi6tJK5_5bpAhVH04UKHZyfAiwQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=images+of+long+river+tunnels&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQAzoECAAQQzoCCAA6BggAEAUQHjoGCAAQCBAeOgQIABAYUPTIOViUnDpg6KE6aAZwAHgAgAGMAogB0iWSAQYwLjIxLjSYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZw&sclient=img&ei=M1uuXvrONsemlwScv4rgAg&bih=641&biw=967&client=opera&hl=en-US#imgrc=V7qOSZjCwZmBqM

Dont discard ya waste in plastic or metallic bottles or anything given to scrap dealership as u can combine such and sell and buy something meaningful 4 people in ya groups or society like motorbikes cause if u do the former u r promoting the bad character of wanting to eat in ya house trukana or Masai blooded who r now able even to bite and eat ya flesh in the midst of getting into ya conversation. Please thwart their motives dude.

Portacabin houses are now cheap, like 1 room goes 4 $200, so b4 the pursuit of processing ya green-card to avoid u being victimized u can buy such prior in rural America to go to instead of shelter or 1 house or school that increases the victimization index. In-fact should be placed in ya process ya green-card procedure with i.e like buying an E-Motorbike to aid u in ya movement in-case blocked. I went, i saw and i conquered the truths to tell ya, so a blessing in disguise. Once in a century appears 1 like Nelson but not always as mostly rarely. Not even ya education will help u at that time, in snow is cumbersome dude, lest u got the above or take a flight back home just like Kebi did homies.

https://www.google.com/search?q=nigeria+portacabinhouses&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjM6bfplJXpAhVK_IUKHcR5A1sQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=nigeria+portacabinhouses&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1D5dVjChQFggYwBaABwAHgAgAHCAogB2wuSAQcwLjQuMi4xmAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=LmWtXsyaM8r4lwTE843YBQ&bih=632&biw=1024&client=ms-google-coop#imgrc=k6XVHoMuSTuNrM

Wasee pigeni rungu, hambiya watu waache kung’edhia, hata peeni kebi motisha apige rung’u, awache kung’edhia ng’edhia tu hapo nyumba, madem ni wengi mno, hata hawo wanajidai madignitary wapige rungu, message from Hamphrey Eteni OF meridian nursing home in Kansas friend with Mike of the same at Via Christi Hospital

If know nothing u need to eat much to make u much fat 4 people to avoid ya as destroy ya brain as well vice versa with investigated sharp people and 1 of the reasons people grows wild over u and some cases police arrest if u eat much yet sharp, they want not, disturbs peoples mind.

Starter comp 4 kitchen that gives 48 volts if u connect 4 in a series connection way gives ya 200 volts rotating the a long shaft inside them with 1.5 V drycell mounted on a slight gear like the toy car wheel system to rotate more fast as finding 2 of such gear where after connecting to rotate on the other end still u find the same connect vice versa on the same end leaving the gear to be rotated by the motor to rotate the shaft cause its soft on that end more than the end connected on the end rotated by that motor on its soft gear part, i mean the part that rotates the wheel, kinda, the shaft can all magnet like the rod inside the radio which wires rolls on, the turning of station part, without placing a step up transformers dude like in the links below, or 8, 24 such below or 16, such 12 volts, Generic 1Pcs Mini Micro Small 3-phase Wind Turbines Hand Alternator Generator 3V-24v 12v. Unless i see i when i can believed as forwarded to me in my Facebook a/c

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Fsteemitimages.com%2F640x0%2Fhttps%3A%2F%2Fsteemitimages.com%2FDQmb35dGSrLrQoH1aErj2rcUBv4x4WnjAuWRNFxV6Yh6z2u%2Fam2.jpg&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fsteemit.com%2Fteardown%2F%40proteus-h%2Finside-a-basic-am-fm-radio-receiver&tbnid=HEldBFO7PjMtxM&vet=12ahUKEwjqrbiewpTpAhVB4oUKHYQ2A1QQMyg6egUIARCIAQ..i&docid=8c1JTMtOXgosxM&w=640&h=360&q=images%20of%20parts%20of%20a%20small%20radio&client=ms-google-coop&ved=2ahUKEwjqrbiewpTpAhVB4oUKHYQ2A1QQMyg6egUIARCIAQ

https://www.alignable.com/milford-oh/mikes-electronic-parts/crystal-radio-kit-3

https://www.jumia.co.ke/generic-1pcs-mini-micro-small-3-phase-wind-turbines-hand-alternator-generator-3v-24v-12v-new-18194523.html

https://favpng.com/png_view/car-lego-mindstorms-nxt-gear-lego-technic-transmission-png/90gEjrXz

Odila compounds in KSM migosi estate was where King Solomon house stood along time and besides the road at that time was where the lake started b4 River Nile was dug to shrink it as at that time it drains its water to red sea or Indian ocean in Somali, the mouth to the out let was at awasi border along kendu bay Homa bay road, they heap artificial made debris to make not the river flow again and if u pass their u see the land on this side hangs while the lake water kind wants to overcome the land and fall over but relatively far. They blocked it b4 leaving as it had much water falls that could generate electricity which could hamper they huge population motive as time gets by transport electricity below the earth crust to evade the sea to get big cash from the high population they are championing, even bringing people here from other spheres to facilitate the above truth. When the owner comes knows how to make military vehicles and what they don’t know, will cut ya into pieces, the Naphtali tribe, they feared war cause no point to fight yet they got no internet technology which the people they killed got, so had to relent but now they even know how to make home and office appliances that makes life movable. The Italians machines are the most sophisticated and durable, so imagine and that’s why the Guard tribe killed yesus thinking he will tell Italians the same and subdue them economically and in war dominance and get pride as Christ emanated from their tribe but don’t do that as they fear the explained above.

Buy America whirlpool, mabe or Mexican NAFTA home appliances bro in the link below, must stay ahead of competition to be good and accept reality, rather their goods wont be bought or discarded altogether if they join the bad like support America.

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=whirlpool+electronics+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwif6Z2Yx5TpAhU15OAKHRBTAVMQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=632

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=xxOtXt9ptciDB5CmhZgF&q=NAFTA+home+appliances+from+which+country&oq=NAFTA+home+appliances+from+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQRzoECAAQQzoCCAA6BggAEBYQHjoICAAQFhAKEB46BQghEKABOgcIIRAKEKABOggIIRAWEB0QHjoECCEQFVDGIFiYbWCccmgAcAJ4AYABhgWIAYNKkgEKMi0zMS40LjAuMZgBAKABAqABAaoBB2d3cy13aXo&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwif6Z2Yx5TpAhU15OAKHRBTAVMQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=made+home+appliances+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjA8eHmx5TpAhXnAGMBHb-aCdEQsAR6BAgIEAE

Artificial ground nuts, sunflower or sim sim used to make as well artificial oil is grinned not that much then much water added then many spit saliva in a big container in the dark and boom they are formed or a little oil on water in a container then the above done and boom the cooking oil. Christ with little kids to cement the truth.

Artificial made pineapple makes ya head shape cone shape 4 the better as the face shape of inverted cone piss many a woman or men but eat it ones and divorce its usage, cause much makes it more/much that way 4 kids to start their laughs or people thinks u r sick or malnourished.

https://www.google.com/search?q=+types+of+humanface+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwic_KKwyZTpAhWj8IUKHadaDywQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=+types+of+humanface+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1DvZFjzeGCRe2gAcAB4AIAB1wGIAZ8DkgEDMi0ymAEAoAEBqgELZ3dzLXdpei1pbWc&sclient=img&ei=EhatXpyrEqPhlwSntb3gAg&bih=632&biw=1024&client=ms-google-coop#imgrc=AMD-5VEM6URHbM

Kebi saying where is that Mochanda and MAGDALENE who has refused to get into his love trap, playing not hard to get but rather star-bon, he has done all hairstyles but to no avail including changing attires, now he is signaling women around that his penis can be played with and looks up indirectly by wearing kiri kiri or akala with aerial like projections looking up to cement the truth of the above waiting finally 4 the 2 women say cause like he says he cant stand an erection thinking of them, warning them they can find themselves in hell out of that. Like in the link below

https://www.facebook.com/AkalaShoes/photos/a.1538986833076066/1538986819742734/?type=3&theater

https://www.google.com/search?q=shapes+of+kenya+made+akala+or+kirikiri&client=ms-google-coop&tbm=isch&source=iu&ictx=1&fir=1gU96dYBvwKD7M%253A%252CXWEfFtP77WZ96M%252C_&vet=1&usg=AI4_-kRjjYAf5GQs2pxz4fBRXqTZ6CDTRw&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjz-P-LxJTpAhXUDWMBHSRkCnMQ9QEwCHoECAgQBw#imgrc=1gU96dYBvwKD7M&imgdii=n0ndiNtGP-OnZM

Dough in ice or cold water make Radios, Tv, home appliances as well as office or medical equipment or glass/plastic bottles or containers. Ice in dough or cold water or vice versa makes artificial tea if u spit saliva in the dark, tiles, tires, guns or any military vehicle or ammunition and even toys and many more gadgets u come to see after u partake neem leaves in ya meditation.

Daily wages is sweet than that saved in the bank if relatively easy to get and can take ya too hell if u do it daily as opposed to people who r looked at who got much cash and life in danger of being robed hence applies tight security measures.

Those who love like kids or rice or play love flat lands with flash like water on them not dry. Those who love snacks love flat dry lands and its known dat way bro. Those who love cold mountainous lands love corpse and if u like such lands investigators think u r 1 and many taken to prison out of this even when u select online. Those who love plain lands or champions in explaining things love lands which are flat but not all that dry like lands which has just experienced slight flash rainfall. Food lovers loves partially hill places not rolling while those who love themselves loves the later rolling lands and its true and ya character known that way while those who love women love lands with water bodies as cities next to or generally people loving people character. Living in big cities creates another character of instilling chauvinism or class in u as vice versa, lands with few people breed love and ya character pegged on the above underlying truths

Pit latrine which are clean with water beneath when u shit in them gives ya the calmness of mind as directs ya or open ya ways bro, serious and try dude and toilets where feces fall on water b4 flashing wobbles ya mind and makes ya less sane scenario with many whites yet they know not but instead give those using pit latrine names as much as with negro folks. It should be made dry where if u sit the shit fall directly into the below part which can be made like 2 meters b4 the fecal mater heap to add much water to pump it to the sewer line using a water pump to avoid the explained above with mind wobbling period dude like in the link below

https://www.jumia.co.ke/k-water-pump-motor/

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=flashable+toilet+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjPxd2Pm5LpAhXYDmMBHZ86DVQQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=632

Now their is affirmative action with the new E-bikes which don’t spoil unless wares out in wheels or break parts after long and eliminates completely fuel money the previous use giving ya like 200% profit of the money u made using the gas powered 1, so women not complain or wait on men no-more, as they can buy the same to save their money they used on the same as transport while carrying other women they found on roads like in the links below or just organized to take women in the morning to town and drop them from work in the evening or when call made like from airport or hotels, women now is the time to pro-act and stop waiting on men as E-motorbike profit is huge. Like in the link below

http://africa.chinadaily.com.cn/weekly/2015-07/17/content_21309042.htm

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=https%3A%2F%2Flookaside.fbsbx.com%2Flookaside%2Fcrawler%2Fmedia%2F%3Fmedia_id%3D1475038859248143&imgrefurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2FEvalast.The.Future%2Fphotos%2Favailable-in-nairobi-kajiado-coming-to-kitui-town-next-week%2F1475038859248143%2F&tbnid=VXpF0JNl_oR8SM&vet=12ahUKEwid2uqMnJLpAhWX4oUKHb6pAOcQMygOegUIARCNAg..i&docid=tsKCuYsNtfILhM&w=960&h=734&itg=1&q=e-motorcycles%20in%20nairobi%20images&client=ms-google-coop&ved=2ahUKEwid2uqMnJLpAhWX4oUKHb6pAOcQMygOegUIARCNAg

https://www.doit.com.ng/2019/12/04/do-you-know-mobile-toilets-are-goldmines-in-nigeria/

In the above link u take out the shit u don’t flash it out to the sewer line and its like the pit latrine gimmick above

Buy Zero USA made motorbikes in the link below

https://www.google.com/search?client=ms-google-coop&ei=IturXsebG4_UUbGAmtAF&q=kanos+electric+motorcycle+from+which+country&oq=kanos+electric+motorcycle+from+which+country&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQAzoECAAQRzoECCEQClCzxANY0OgDYOHuA2gAcAJ4AIABowKIAdMQkgEFMC4xLjiYAQCgAQGqAQdnd3Mtd2l6&sclient=psy-ab&ved=0ahUKEwjHtOmDnZLpAhUPahQKHTGABloQ4dUDCAs&uact=5

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=zero+motorcycle+images&client=ms-google-coop&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjym8TCnZLpAhWt6uAKHaA_BlgQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1024&bih=632

The know nothings wants u to join their bandwagon which if u refuse they say u hate not good looking people as u disrespect them, as talk much as them with their ears closed and mouth wide open, MR crocodile the Governor where is the utility of all ya Degree which theorem machine have u come up with to help masses or just talking in reproaches and planning hooliganism with hooligans, tell me dude, ya daughter in love with kebi wanna elope or what dude, talk Mr Governor or afraid wont get ya post again. They say Kenya good than USA without proper reasons b4 again saying they r Negros, if they get their they will send us much dollars, stop dude and figure out, they have not know yet how to make home appliances if we know a head of them will sell to them and be rich but now they have known the same as per the links below even with motorbikes. Stop Stop stop, accept u r defeated and lets move on

They still locate people houses to disrespect them and economy wont build that way on disrespect lines but stiff principles below which don’t select whether poor or rich and all ya dirty dubious ways explained below now blocked so source 4 others which r blocked as well. Google bro, now with cheap portacabin house like in Nigeria when other nations have learnt the same, placed in credit eliminate the vice u have heaped upon people 4 ages. Go to hell and die if u wanna dude!!! Locating folks with money to join them, bad character or if not so plan their downfall to start disrespecting them, or cut them in view of exhuming such people casket b4 they sell again even seats brought from Kansas should bore drilled holes as marks on the hind parts using a drill and with anything one left to thrift store or place outside their homes i.e plates that finds their way to Africa so we know they r from the USA to be made cheap or given as donation to thwart the old gimmicks of getting rich fast yet belittling the very people who are hardworking to buy the same. Kids get to the same rest rooms as parents and find feces particles of the later which breeds disrespect among families or people, houses ought to have different toilets to place a mark between parents,kids and visitors to avoid the above. Make ya toilet clean like 100% to avert the later.

Signs of a brighter day bro, we cant teach old Dogs new trick just let them lie as they know not of the below as a good turn deserves another period.

shampoo made out of grass grows ya bald so desist bro ya information. Kenyan motorbikes in the link below

https://cleantechnica.com/2020/02/18/fika-mobility-wants-to-jumpstart-the-kenyan-electric-motorcycle-market-with-battery-swap-model/

The link below represent E-motorcycles which are Kenyan made called Fika, grab your today bro, now stop standing on the road to poke others or in a base to propel hooliganism lest arrest let the law be implemented as fast as the speed of sound period, thought it will never change, dude change will change ya if u don’t relent and obey, We arrived as tumefika not sluggards bro

https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-d&q=fika+mobility+motorcycle+from+which+country

https://www.google.com/search?source=univ&tbm=isch&q=fika+mobility+motorcycle+images&client=firefox-b-d&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjQ9dG8qpDpAhXE8uAKHf1yCVcQsAR6BAgKEAE&biw=1280&bih=910

https://www.google.com/search?q=small+solar+lighting+from+china+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwiQl_yGmZDpAhWK_IUKHeVLCJgQ2-cCegQIABAA&oq=small+solar+lighting+from+china+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1C52gFYy4QCYI2MAmgAcAB4AIABnBGIAf80kgENMC4xLjUtMS41LjktMZgBAKABAaoBC2d3cy13aXotaW1n&sclient=img&ei=h8qqXtC3Mor5lwTll6HACQ&bih=910&biw=1280&client=firefox-b-dUnless i

http://africa.chinadaily.com.cn/weekly/2015-07/17/content_21309042.htm

see a generator that uses a 1.5 v dry cell to generate 240 volts is when i can believe to alludes of CHRIST 1 disciple called Bartolomeo or just illusions. Can even use the phone battery charging technology as u charge another to replace it cause charging 1 battery and using it at the same time without replacing it cause landslides and heavy downpour. Like in the link below or can be automated in that if the battery reaches a certain voltages it becomes the charged 1 while the was charged 1 now rotates the shaft to produce power and it goes on and on

https://www.google.com/search?q=+phone+battery+external+chargers+from+china+images&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwjKv63ImJDpAhXI4YUKHTfFB00Q2-cCegQIABAA&oq=+phone+battery+external+chargers+from+china+images&gs_lcp=CgNpbWcQA1D7tAJY9PQCYPiDA2gAcAB4AIABjQeIAfoQkgEFNS0yLjGYAQCgAQGqAQtnd3Mtd2l6LWltZw&sclient=img&ei=BMqqXsqtH8jDlwS3ip_oBA&bih=910&biw=1280&client=firefox-b-d

Even electric bulbs and other accessories are made in euphorbia mixture with water where u place 1 sample of bulb and boom many are formed, torches as well and solar kits, even some phones.

Placing tea in dough and spit on the mixture gives even cooked chapati or raw, mandazi, other biscuits, cookies or cakes.

Put stains on shelter materials like clothing, nursing homes apparels like blankets, bed sheets, pillow or duvet that are permanent so if seen in the markets of other nation are barred from being bought as shame, kinda or make holes at the tip the around the hole sew it again to avoid over-tear to be a mark as above to discourage dubious ways of getting money leading to triumph belittling others for nothing who are industrious and yet know not of ya hidden dubious agendas. A people who are geared at forging the country ahead no-matter what as u joke and give in to play.

The plane in the link below can take to the sky up-to 5 years and used to transport the above using fissures on the earth crust to another nation as being controlled from the computer as a wire is rolled underground to emanate from these holes to make it not lose direction and fall or just a person b4 he hangs it on a hook after reaching the hole to the earth crust as the destination. It has a not 1 coil system to heat the siren gas cylinder but like 3 like the alternating press pen in that it rotates to change the coil if burns up as the wire that carries the same current to heat every coil has a red light to signal its working which if goes off means the coil aint working so u change another as switch a switch to rotate the 1 in use out as u remove it to allow another 1 works as much as having enough spares on the place to sail ya through

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With tumblr a/c if the email is guessed and has more than 30 characters u cant get back and log in even if some1 gives ya the password period dude, get this straight, let it not be a debate bro lest wanna put up a fight even if u try to open that guessed like g mail a/c to send magic link to still get access to the same a/c u cant bro. Get it straight fellows and all my following tumblr a/c displayed in sirjustice104 r opened that way, so what u r saying u want to delete then take out a flight out the hood is a pure impossibility unless u attack the servers of tumblr company in Ny. Dude whats ya take or what u r up dude b4 u resort to wanting my food in a rich nation as u claim as rich people have developed another character away from the known behaving like poor people or b4 u look at my property to steal in open way or want to grab my manhood esp Mr Hindu doing roadside show businesses along the way. Accept defeat and lest move on, me i see thing in my eye like Robinson or Minaj booty in USA while me in Kenya but u, u only see 10 km radios, as u claim not me, if u were me u ought to see the same, fuck u Mr Hindu and stop ya sick open games and resort to hard works. In these day not even ya cash will aid ya period.

Even the photos of hairstyles and cuts of people when inserted on dough or used bottles, snow flakes or chaff make gadgets not necessarily cut heads that can be a target in political instigated even like demonstration, reason being the same above yet the normal people know not as u r targeted of hair-style to make with machines.

Any1 in life who has been a head of ya, manipulated ya in 1 way or another their is away u get him in life, just like in a movie some good get bullet shots to teach u the same that also u with another aint spared and how life is, even with America, Eu or Asia, most African nations have come up with machines ahead of them and are left in awe as long they used to say its the skin color that makes them think as opposed to Africans. Question fellows where is that gimmicks, even those ahead in class u get them as later in life ahead of them in cash and they get perplexed as they were tought aint right as not only school define life, so can advice others to take another course of life. Christ with prostitutes going to hell ahead of u. Folks some people r never judged after death cause their sins minimal and many wonder that judgement houses like in Minneapolis to small 4 50 million-people who die annually as per records.

The people who are not all that bad in life gets to the bottom cold floors of hell as described below in hot lands and vice versa in cold lands like the tundra, those bad get to the hottest floor bearing the above in mind, neither bad nor good gets in the middle and as well what was ya favorite city temp, so they fight the reverse to get where u did not want whether hot or cold.

Volt meter on planes need not capacitor or place 2 after and b4 the capacitor as placing 1 b4 only tells of power past SCC but the capacitor as well can burn and it doesn’t show that rather if u place them many even 5 in a parallel connection.

The police like, coast, Jamaica blooded men, find new excuse as argument cause u have thwarted their thinking, now where is ya mask which if covid is over we don’t know the new slogan they will put on their lips every-time and another is about the home appliances, guys who are making these things after u read my tumblr a/c, purely is me giving them the guiding-lines to make such but little did u know they start to quarrel with me again on something am championing to defeat Mr white man as buy from ya country and discard from nations that supports the derailment of the above but if they change still u can hang on their gadgets as excuse can be ya home made are detriment to the eye while their not that bad, so folks they build up animosity if i say the same that u ought to buy from ya nation on what i have help build. Bad character anyway as u have blocked them to kill ya and eat ya corps so they hold grudges upon ya. Its a new debate with ya all together.

Most never wants to love kids as situation aint still good and loop holes r going to be blocked, so have known the same, so by locating those who eat they send dem kids to ya and you knowing u don’t love them as it makes u feel bad as kinda, an umbrella opens up on ya mind and close the nerves of ya senses in ya brain to stop u from thinking, so many hate kids around them and many give them names yet they know not the above or just know to wanna spread the raising kid expenses to others or give ya names or maybe they teach ya of the same to look into how u can make people love simple life cause maybe they see u can do it and have not realized not. It goes this way in life, u cant expect me to accommodate others in my house yet me i was not accommodated rather was terrorized with my peers around me and chased by grown ups, scratch my back i scratch yours is the norm of the day, get it straight dude, never just give people names yet u don’t understand their past, its a spirit that needs to be eliminated with tricks to reverse the above.

Artificial foods Af just like Africa with mad, breed belittlement on you to people around you,kinda, it snatch out respect out of ya and many are sent to investigate as eating corpse described above as it will be part of judgement in life after death with like appendix, kinda,1 sees u like useless, weightless as flying to indicate the above, u wont deny in hell everything got side-effects even if eating in secrecy or corners.

Blessed are the comic, 4 they shall inherit the earth, without china i could be in bondage as Eu nations would not have made the same alternator generator to at-least calm the situation but Nigeria had made it, if at all they did not made it they could have helped liberate the situation. Planes should be made like comic plane to avert plane fall and they above employed as the running along the middle parachute or individual ones placed inside the plane 4 the same.

The starter comp 4 kitchen alternator resembling the motorbike 1 in the link bellow can be made big like of much wire and a big portion of magnet to instead of producing 24 volts as specified bellow produces 220 volts where it can overtate complete alternator generator for better/good as well in the link below as it will be small and can use like one 1.5 V dry-cell creating a new wonder or phenomena in the world of innovation without passing via an electric inverter. Make work easy, pro-act dude instead of reproaches

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When made it will something like the describe gadget in the link below powering ya house or ya business premise, in fact its portable and can walk with it alongside ya and never feel the pinch

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Africa is like the head of some1, so countries on the back of the head as west African states will have the day with speedboat or yacht transport via the sea to America as much as parcel delivery and on the nose as horn of Africa and North Africa nations bordering the sea after good roads developed as well as railway. With tumblr a/c if u follow no-1 u cant shift the a/c or if u use a browser like opera mini or chrome u cant do the above or when creating the a/c u used a pass-code more than 30 characters u can log in again even if u know the created password. And on Instagram or FB i just search the country name and find where to comments and follow them or send personal text b4 they react and u can check on my following how many nations i have done the same, in fact all nations of the world, so if u ambush me out of wanting that to be ya own u r on wrong side of history as they got the same and moreover i have searched under google to post to ya on my following tumblr a/c what they have made period dude. Dude what now do u want? Answer me homie!!!

shampoo made out of grass grows ya bald so desist bro ya information. Kenyan motorbikes in the link below while 1 made out of Euphorbia after long protrudes ya 4head out as Malachi 4 cements the truth another version. They are gays so guides ya women to leave u hoping they will be yours in short time which they find not easy and that’s the gimmick, “we have been warned“ mostly dignitaries and lazy men in society. Resort to bar soap women with barnabas to guide ya!!

Siri Lanka speed boats r too expensive, this the quotation they tell me for their boats, compare with china made ones bro b4 selling to respect fellows

50-60 feet semi long line vessels $120000-150000

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U can opt 4 the below machines in the link below

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kebi could not stop saying moch nyimi long'o as he was giving it unto her

Houses are even made with cereal chaff or the remains of harvested cereals like with maize, millet etc, where foundation dug only they the above heaped even with garbage and u can fence to hold them in place, b4 in the dark many spit upon the above and boom the house of ya type u inserted many photos of gotten from the net formed even with city buildings, bridges and sky scrappers.

On the wireless alarm system to call ya phone after subscribing 4 unlimited with like cricket as explained in 1 of the following tumblr a/c of sirjustice200 u can use the radio call in the link below instead but 4 short distance if u leave by

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For the 1.5 volts battery described above u can use these ones instead of phone battery if u like or wanna as u replace each after 1 finishes in power

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some truths as well make money via blockchain like in the link below

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Eliminate paper money at-least coin which has the width testing machine where if old the bank takes to replace immediately not to stop the above. 2 protect the coin from cutting ya appendages insert on water from outside the building, it only does the above if u touch the money inside the building, money made out of feces of those who are HIV/aids positive. Click the link below 4 more, Anyway just a gimmick, can tell the devil to make of the same width and he makes, eliminate liquid cash period and place money online

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Most English sweet message songs as well as swahili were King David and Plato made, they knew swahili,the Italians give people to redo them making u think 1 is wise, even ecclesiastic were platos things in the bible, he was made to kill himself to take the same as they did to give them respects which now can make Solomon lands in hell, in-fact if u eat neem leaves of see his head being elevated above and maybe 1 reason why they changed the bible to evade the above. In-fact the bed where King Solomon was made lies helpless along Kisumu kakamega road on a bed furniture shop. The Romanians and balkanized nations wants to tell u who Christ was cause they know the truth as they have eliminated fee of being victimized as they have learnt how to make military vehicles and other machines to suppress the G10 nation gimmicks. Still opposing then kill us b4 we kill u, king of the jew to cement the truth.

When u google the photos of ancient Europe scholars or leaders they direct ya to go slow, they will accept,kinda, the words echoes in ya mind giving ya hope to be of respect. They thought other nations will not learn automation so if u wanted to get to Russia think twice it got no resources rather made ones not as earlier thought. A mind changer bro!!!!

Even Cambodian girls got pointed breast at even after puberty and they hate joining things, if u got that trait then u got that blood of wanting no disturbance with shallow things, most biblical leaders like David and his son got that blood. Worker and vineyard parable to bring reality back home. Partially of big eyes like the Togolese or some Jamaicans as much as Eritrea and Kuwait.

Hindu can transfigure ya lips so eat fresh deep fried Nile perch or Ginger with skali ngulu to avert the changing process once u got the desired body part i.e teeth or lips, or drinking sewer water widens ya lips even in unnoticeable amounts

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grilledcheese-aspiration · 5 years

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get to know my playstyle tag!

We’ve seen the Get to Know Me post going around and it’s really cute so here’s one for us Simmers that’s more our style.

i got tagged by @sometownie - ive seen this floating around a bit lately so im p thrilled i got tagged in this - thank you!

i tag @dreadpirate @sunlightcharm @twofee bc i love their simblrs so much right now aaaaaaaaaaaa

🔮 Family size at the start: 1 or 2. i never make kids in CAS, i like all the kids to be born in-game. MUCH less work for me and less time for me to spend dicking around in CAS.

🖤 The Lifespan of my sims: i play with aging off. i like to be in control of when they age up for story purposes. ive always played with aging off and will always continue to do so. they will age when i am good and ready.

🔮 Favorite family I have played: HEH um. wow. in 15yrs of playing this game i have played and created MANY families. i do super miss Minnä from my lost #For Skye save in Peach Tea Arcadia and Plug-In Minnä from my also lost Offworld save. i also super miss Monsuta and Holo from my Saltsjo-Boo save that is long, long gone. (also got HELLA corrupted, i forgot what i did but it turned into the BFBVS essentially and rendered the ENTIRE hood completely unplayable - RIP). i also much much prefer playing with occults in this game than i do any other sims game. IDK why, i just do.

i am having an absolute blast playing in Waverly however - ive only actively played with Batz so im not able to say if i have a favorite from Waverly yet. her rotation is nearly over - 3 days left!

🖤 Am I a Malevolent or Benevolent God: i let them do what they want 95% of the time. i dont like to step in and do much, i like when the stories play out however they do. i RARELY need to step in and do anything and if i do it’s to reset them for route failure or something. mods i actively have on every lot are the sim blender, bat box and visitor controller - thats all i need if in the event i must step in. new lots i intend on playing are setup IMMEDIATELY before i even hit play with the sims on the lot that way i dont have to do anything while the game is doing its thing.

so whatever this labels me as, thats what type of ‘god’ i am.

🔮 What I like best about the current version of Sims I play: everything. i think, that in its age, its done well. theres a shit ton of very talented, genius and dedicated creators out there who continue to bring life to this game and make it look so good. and obvs kudos to the creators that are out there modding their buns off to make gameplay better and customize-able to how each of us like to play our games or different hoods. i think one of my faves is that, most 4t2 content looks fabulous in ts2, like, way better than 3t2 content.

i think what draws me to this and what i appreciate most is, this game was there when my folks divorced. i was 14 and simming was really my only outlet being the oldest of 4 and never branched out for help or anything while trying to make sure my 3 younger siblings were ok and getting the help/attention they needed. sims 2 was my help i guess. i was always playing it and building happy non-toxic families. rebuilding homes i liked that id visited, friends or family. i LOVED loved loved building so much then, i got really freakin good too and this was before tutorials on elevation and foundation changes were out. i was OVER THE MOON when i started discovering build tutorials. sims 2 was the best outlet for me, it still is. it was always there to comfort and distract me though bad times.

im super grateful for this game, even if it is an absolute beast sometimes.

🖤 What I am most anticipating for the current version of the Sims: oh, well, i guess i kind of already answered this up there but i suppose i can add on that this game will continue to look good and play well. for christs sake i STILL play the original 95 doom games ON my windows 10 computer w/o a hiccup. if those dinky lil 8bit games can run on here and age just fine, well dammit, so can ts2. i personally dont mind having to troubleshoot my game bc ive done it all for the most part. rarely does anything come up that i cant immediately solve with either having already done it or a google search/MTS search. there always seems to be a way to continue improving this game, and i always look forward to it bc im a hoe for nostalgia and will never not love this game despite the fact i own all ts3 and ts4 games as well. (i will be checking island living when it drops next week)

#simmer playstyle #tagged #simming style #text post

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ryn-exe · 6 years

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I Want Crazy

This was written for Nethii's (@radical-flaar-queen) 18th birthday! I based this off Hunter Hayes' song 'I want crazy'. I love you Nethii, hope you enjoy this :))

Word count: 1,124

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206 miles between them. 206 miles separating them from each other. 206 miles and £70 stopping them from meeting. It sucked. Dan just wanted to cuddle up with his new boyfriend, share their first kiss and first hug. But no, of course he had to live on the other side of England.

Realistically, he knew things would be different once they met. Dan would know what Phil smelt like, he'd finally get to see Phil in the flesh, hed get to hear his voice properly. But love doesn't know what distance is, so maybe nothing would change after all.

///

Booking the train ticket to Manchester was a big deal for Dan. He'd been saving up enough money for weeks, and now he was about to press the little ‘pay now’ button. It didn't feel real. It didn't feel like in just a week, he'd finally be with Phil. He'd finally be able to see the colour in his eyes, the gorgeous eyes he'd been thinking about throughout the whole process. Maybe he was being obsessive, but technically they were in their honeymoon phase and surely it was normal.

His phone pinged with a text from Phil. ‘have you booked them yet?’ it said, making dan draw a shaky breath. ‘almost’, he responded, pressing the button to pay only seconds after sending the text. Giddiness overtook him as he got the confirmation email, and he immediately called Phil.

“One week.” was the first thing he said when Phil picked up.

“I don't think I can wait a week.” Phil joked, and Dan could hear the excitement in his voice. It was finally happening, they were finally going to meet.

“Me neither,” Dan sighed. “Fuck, I'm gonna get to hug you. I can't wait to finally see your eyes. I can't wait for you to show me around Manchester. I just can't wait.” Dan was an absolute mess, but he couldn't bring himself to care. He was gonna get to meet Phil. He'd waited so long, and now that it was actually happening, he was struggling to believe it. It all felt like a fantasy.

///

Their last Skype call before meeting was different from the rest. Yes, it was the end of an era, the last time they'd call without having actually met. However, what happened in the call also contributed to why it was so different, so out of character for them.

Dan was nervous for the next day. No, scratch that, he was absolutely terrified. He didn't want things to change between them the next day. His parents had been so hard to convince to let him go all the way to Manchester to meet his boyfriend (‘best friend’), and he didn't want all the effort to go to waste.

It was nearing 1am when Dan confessed how nervous he was and how much he needed Phil.

“I cant sleep, cant breathe, without your love,” Dan whispered when Phil said that nothing would change. “What if when we meet, you decide I'm not good enough, decide I'm too crazy or something? I'm the happiest I've been in ages with you.” A stray tear slipped from his eye as he admitted what he'd been holding back for so long.

Phil squeezed the pillow that he'd been holding, pulling it closer to himself. Dan imagined that was him, and hoped Phil imagined the same.

“Dan, I don't want easy, I want crazy. I want you. I'm never gonna think that you're not good enough for me.” He reassured, kissing his fingers and pressing them to the webcam on his laptop like they'd both done so many times before. Dan did the same before wiping the few other tears that had escaped.

“But what if I'm not what you imagined me as? What if I'm too much for you?”

“Dan, love, I promise you won't be.” Phil's eyes flickered to the bottom right of his screen, probably checking the time. “It's late, try to sleep, honey.” He told Dan, shifting around to get more comfortable.

“You'll be there when I get to the station tomorrow?” Dan whispered shakily.

“Of course.”

///

Walking around Manchester with Phil was incredible. There was simply no other word to describe it. He could tell they were both nervous as fuck, but they were joking and laughing and having fun.

Stepping off the train just hours earlier had been so nerve wracking for Dan. He couldn't see Phil, and as stupid as it sounds, he thought he'd been stood up. He didn't have enough money with him to book a hotel for the 3 nights he was planning on staying so if Phil had stood him up, he was absolutely fucked. And then, he heard his name called and felt arms wrap tightly around him.

He'd gasped and struggled to return the hug, felt soft kisses pressed all over his hair, neck, and face and giggled quietly. Phil was here, Phil hadn't broken his promise. And man, did he smell good. Dan breathed in deeply before whispering ‘you're real’ and breaking the hug. Phil took his hand and grinned down at Dan, starting to lead them out of the station.

Since then, they'd dumped Dan's stuff at Phil's parent's house and just wandered around the city. Manchester was slowly lighting up as night fell, making Dan aware of how late it's gotten.

“Should we head back to your place soon?” He asked nervously, not wanting to be in an unfamiliar city at night, even if he was with Phil.

“I want to do one more thing, and then we'll go home.” Phil promised. Dan nodded and let Phil lead him towards the Manchester Eye. He grinned and squeezed Phil's hand tightly as he bought them a ticket each, climbing into the cabin after Phil and being eternally grateful that they were the only ones. As the Eye rotated slowly, Dan and Phil shifted closer and closer together. They were almost at the top when Dan was almost sitting on Phil's lap.

A sudden burst of confidence rushed through Dan as he cupped Phil's cheek and kissed him. It took a few moments for Phil to respond, terrifying Dan. Had he read the situation wrong? Did Phil not want to kiss him? He was about to pull away when Phil's arms wrapped around Dan and he melted into the kiss. When Dan pulled away, they were both flushed and Dan was certain he was about to cry from happiness.

“I think I love you,” Dan whispered before he leant in for another kiss. They were breaking all the rules, but it's them and they don't care about the rules. As long as Dan has Phil and Phil has Dan, they could get through anything.

#dnp #phanfic #phanfiction #fetus phan #fetus!phan #songfic #happy birthday nethii

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tumblunni · 6 years

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Umm im sorry i worried everyone!

Long story shory i managed to get past the suicidal moment and managed to talk to a staff member about it, albiet through the indirect awkwardness of sticky notes on the front of my door. Well, it worked! Even if it was quite a while of frantically scribbling and trying to go downstairs and hand it to someone and then giving up and ripping it upnand then trying again. Im almost out of notebook paper now!

So umm i talked to a nice lady who's YET ANOTHER new rotating staff member i never met before. But she said that maybe she can be assigned to me as my main nurse so at least im always talking to the same person each time when we're talking about the whole ptsd and anxiety thats the whole reason im here. And OH GOD THANK YOU she gave me validation that the Constantly Looking Through Your Door Every Hour So You Never Get Any Privacy was a REAL BAD IDEA in a goddamn psych ward! Apparantky its a stupid rule forced upom them by changing NHS standards since stupid brexit and our revolving door of new politicians cutting corners everywhere. It makes sense cos really its a very bigoted/stereotypical view of mental health people faaaaar away from a distance with no consideration to what they actually need to get better. "Oh check on the crazies to make sure they aint dangerous or killed themself when you arent looking", conpletely ignoring how such 24/7 surveillance could cause more suicides than it catches! And seriously let me reiterate how it did NOTHING to catch me when i wanted to kill myself the two times its happened already, its not like there's big visual signs, sometimes its just me sitting in the corner staring straight ahead and thinking things i feel unable to tell the staff members cos i cabt trust them cos of this bullshit. And if i really wanted to do it it would be so easy to just wait in between the checks! Its so dumb! And its so easy to just turn to face the door and say 'yes i'm here' every time they check and they just leave cos thats literally all they do?? Im able to do that in the middle of a damn breakdown! They dont even know if im okay or not, just that i didnt leave the room. And nobody noticed i had a big ol cut on my arm for three days!

So uhh yeah anyway the lady was mega nice and said they actually did anticipate that this rule would start off my paranoia and make me worse as soon as they first read my symptom list. And they said they were able to give me a guarantee of two hours unsupervised to just finally sit down alone and think and cry and get this combined weight of 8 days stress all out. And im allowed to go sit in the corner of the room where they cant see me and put the wardrobe in the way just in case i dont believe them.

So ive been sitting here in my little fort for a while and finally being able to hug my plush toys and just close my eyes and think through all of this shit. And like just.. Just this lady's kindness and knowing that im not being irrational for worrying and that i might have one person i can indeed talk to. It just helped a lot. I had a big stupid think and i think i'm..well im not okay but im not at risk of hurting myself anymore. I feel more optimistic that i'll be able tp endure all this if i know i can sometimes have a moment to just be allowed to be sad about it. And just not be seen. For the first ten minutes i was just all scrunched up repeating 'nobody can see me, nobody's allowed to see me' until i really believed it. Man im so fragile, just living in A House With Several People has already broken me down to that point! I feel proud i was able to build up a bit of a foundation again just by talking to myself and hugging a giant pokemon tho! And dear god all your messages really helped, thank you everyone! I feel a little bad that i wasnt able to draw anything good and post it for the one drawing request, but then i realized if its just to make me feel better im allowed to draw badly. Like how i was scrawling absolute nonsense on my arm with a pen two days ago, just so i wouldnt cut myself. It worked! It looked expectedly like what rabid depression scribbles look like, but it worked! So i probably wont show anyone my bad doodles but thank you for suggesting i do it! And the idea from someone else of just imagining some story prompts for those ocs i thought up shortly before i moved here. That cheered me up just to know people are still interested in that idea! I hope i can feel better enough soon to actually start drawing proper good stuff again so i can give them fittingly adorable designs! But just thinking up ideas in my head for lil offscreen mini stories helps me develop them even when i dont feel up to actually writing or drawing. And then there's the other people who just sent me hopes and prayers and messages of friendship and nice pictures! Oh god you guys are my actual lifeblood! One of the things i thought about while i was just chilling out was how i met all of my friends throughout my life and how they shaped who i became and how im like.. Just a big person shape made of links of friends, and all the ways i want to make them proud, and all the ways they saw worth in me even when i couldnt see it myself. And even thoigh many of them have left me they all helped lead me through so many spiralling paths to meet the others and to accomplish other things and to get to where i am today!

And just generally.. Uhh.. Love you guys a lot, okay.just wanted to let you know that im doing better, in case my mobile credit runs out. I love you so fucking much.

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ibblescribbles-archive · 7 years

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Aye bby gurl! It me! I was just wondering how you draw feet/shoes?? I can never seem to get it right so i just cut them off xD

oh geez okay, im even worse at feet than i am at hands but i’ll give it my best shot!! usual disclaimer: this was again an impulse study at like 3 am and i’m basically just compiling things ive picked up from studyingfeet are another one of those super expressive body parts! you can convey a lot of emotions with them which is why they’re so hard to draw. they’re super flexible and generally weird but they’re important in drawing a full body! you never want to cut someone off at the ankles for compositions sake: it looks awkward and its an unnatural place to end the body. I could go into a whole spiel about how to frame things and properly cut off things for a good composition but let’s just jump straight into feet:

wooh feet studies! i didnt refine them this time around for times sake but these are all rough observations! i mentioned this in my hand study post but when drawing you should always try to break more complex things into simpler shapes. I find triangles work particularly well for quick gesture drawings, but circles and flat ovals work really well for feet! Feet also tend to have less of that soft fleshy stuff that’s in a human palm and instead they’re made up of a ton of flat planes and subtle slopes. I think capturing those two key details will help in making a foot look like a foot.

So shapes! From the side it’s easier to build the foot off of circles! I did forget to draw a circle next to the toes which would represent the ball of the foot 1but I think you get the gist! The heel is kind of squished under the ankle bone and you want to consider that the heel is flat on the bottom. Always accommodate the ankle joint and pay attention to how the skin moves around it! It’s the whole reason a foot is able to rotate in such expressive ways and often times exaggerating it can help make a foot more bony or interesting. Toes can kind of be grouped into the big toe and the rest of the little ones but we’ll get back to that later.Also, depending on how the foot is bent, skin will bunch up! So here its folded most at the back of the heel and in the middle of the arch (remember that feet arch, they aren’t fully flat on the ground) while its more tightly stretched over the front of the foot which allows the bone structure to show through.

Here you can see the planes of the bottom of the foot better, like the flat plane of the heel! The severity of these planes and how well defined they are can vary depending on age of character and other factors, but generally for an adult or someone who is well traveled, areas like the heel and the ball of the foot (area of flesh between the toes and arch of the foot) will be harder and flatter! You can also see how, similarly to the fleshy portions of a palm, the ball of the foot is separated into two larger portions! If it helps, try tensing your foot and look at how a crease appears between these two areas. (In the diagram I didn’t divide them too well, the actual areas are pretty much between the big toe and the rest of the toes.) Note that the ankle is still defined even though we’re seeing the foot from the bottom.Drawing feet from head on can be a bit challenging. It might help to show a hint of the heel to still give it that general “foot” silhouette. Also, going back to toes, unlike with fingers I’ve noticed the pinkie toe tends to curve in towards the foot. I think something a lot of people have trouble with is fitting all 5 toes into the foot naturally because they try to draw them all straight and perfect like fingers. They’re not nearly as spaced out and are often pressed up right next to each other. The exception to this is the big toe! It might be helpful to exaggerate the space between it and the other toes on occasion since its more flexible than the other toes. (Most people can move their big toe much more easily than their other individual toes… probably, im speaking from experience only LOL)

okay im gonna go ahead and put shoes under the cut so this post doesnt get miles long:

so, now that we’ve covered feet, shoes should be easier to think about! I actually really enjoy drawing shoes and I think they’re excellent subject for blind contours! They’re super detailed which means there’s alot to observe, but even just drawing them stylized can be fun. something to remember is that shoes are made to accommodate feet but they’re not going to follow the exact shape of a foot. This is because there’s a sole inside that already helps the foot fit comfortably inside and the rest of the shoe is a structure is built around that (im mostly referring to bulky sneakers which are my favorite type of shoe to draw. different shoes will vary, ie ballet flats are going to take on the shape of a foot much more while say traditional japanese sandals are very blocky and flat)

these are just some quick examples showing how shoes accommodate the arch without following it completely and how the slopes of the foot arent as defined in a sneaker.

okay, i was getting tired at this point so i stopped observING slkjfdk but basically here shoes can be broken down into basic parts too! and this is applicable to sneakers, platform shoes, dress shoes and heels to an extent! Basically anything that’s not like a flip flop or something.(Also side note but I personally really love when artists exaggerate the heel of a sneaker to stick out, it just really gives it that aesthetic chunky look)

A shoe is made up of the tongue which is, you know, the piece of fabric under the laces that you always have to pull out after tying your shoes! Its typically overlapped slightly by the sides of the shoes which.. take on a particular shape that I cant quite describe but I hope you can see how I outlined it in the drawing! If you’ve ever seen a shoe pattern laid out flat you’ll know what I’m talking about. Next we’ve got the tip/front of the shoe which is literally just like a flat oval. It’s there to cover the toes but it doesnt take on the shape of them, like i mentioned earlier. To represent this it helps to draw a line separating where the toes and rest of the foot meet. Shoes like Converse have a really obvious tip like this but shoes like Nike are more subtle and not as rounded at the top. Finally we have the sole of the shoe and the heel. The sole is relatively flat typically, though it tends to curve up at the toes and it goes slightly inward at the arch. The heel is pretty self explanatory!

aaa that got really long but I hope that helped at least a little bit! I’m pretty amateur at stuff like this but i think i covered anything that i know about currently, though it may have been a little incoherent rip

here’s the link to my hand post if you’re interested

#thatcatissatan #askibble #ibbletips #long post #feet tutorial #yawns its legit 4:33 am u guys im drafting this to post at a better time tomorrow but im dying im so tired #this was totally an impulse thing i def didnt have to type this out tonight oH WeLL #hope i was helpful im happy to give art advice i just hope you guys dont mind me throwing up all these random observations and things i #picked up from art school LOL

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definitiveme · 6 years

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Yeah ok

First things first, did you have a good year?

Unequivocally, no. My kid was in and out of the mental health ward and we had a few rough days. I was sick. They are more sick. They came out as trans and the fam took it badly... it has been rough man.

How old did you turn this year?

A million

Do you feel your age?

Every damn day.

Did your appearance change in anyway?

I cant remember what colour my hair was when i started the year... so probably. And im fatter.

Post your favorite selfie.

I didnt really take any this year. It wasnt a selfie kinda year

If you traveled, where did you go?

We went to santa fe and then LA. We were excited because the kid was given medical clearance to go as long as they promised to stick to their safety plan... and they did. I am pretty sure looking forward to Disneyland kept them alive.

Which fashion trends did you love? Honestly i dont even follow trends hey. Lots of 90s around tho

Which fashion trends did you hate? Off the shoulder tops

What was your favorite article of clothing this year? Post a pic if possible? This cute Tartan dress i got from dangerfield. It has pockets.

What song sums up this year for you? The fuck off song by reel big fish.

What album came out and has been on heavy rotation since then? Science fiction by Brand New.

What was your favorite movie of the year? Despite their flaws, Baby Driver and Thor

Did an actor/actress catch your attention for the first time this year? I had to think hard and no!

Favorite new TV show? Legion and The Good Place

Which new ship/fandom has taken over a lot of your time, attention, and tears? None

What food did you try for the first time? I cant remember what it was called but it was a dish at a Mexican restaurant in santa fe and it was amaze.

Did you make any big permanent changes this year? Changed jobs. Helped my kid come out to family.

What was one nice thing you did for someone else? I took my kid to Disneyland to give them hope.

What was one nice thing you did for yourself? Um... i um... bought bookshelves?

Did you develop a new obsession?. Um... no just nurtured old ones.

Did you vote? Yes!

Did you move? No thank god

Did you get a job? Changed jobs

Did you get a pet? No

Do you regret not doing anything? No

Do you regret doing something? Wasting time

Have you done anything that scared you? Every day i leave the house and it terrifies me because i dont know if my kid will be alive when i get home... but i need to afford the medical bills and time off work if needed

Did anyone/thing make you so mad it stayed with you for days? Jesse lacey im looking at you.

Did you lose anyone close to you? No

Did you fall in love? No

Did you fall out of love? No

Did you start a new relationship? No

Did you go through a break up? No

Did you have to cut ties to someone? A few people

Who was important to you this year but wasn’t important last year? Mik.

Who wasn’t as important to you this year as they were last year? So many people...

If you could have a do over on one thing you did, would you take it? No.

What was the best moment of the year for you? The quiet moments where i could just sit for 5 mins.

What was the worst? Being in the childrens waiting room at the mental ward to find out if the kid would be released to my care or not. It never gets easier.

Did anything happen that you were sure would change you as a person but it really didn’t? No

Did anything happen to you that you were sure wouldn’t change you as a person but it did? No

What are you most proud of accomplishing? Surviving

What have you learned about yourself this year that you didn’t know in the years prior? My strength

Did your opinion of anyone change for the better? No

Did your opinion of anyone change for worse? Yes. Sarah

If you make resolutions, did you complete them this year? I did!!!

If you make resolutions, what will your resolutions be for the coming year? I have resolved to not buy any drinks that come in a single use bottle such as water or energy drinks. If i do i have to donate $5 to charity. Decrease my waste output. Let go of a further 25% of stuff, and draw every day. I havent drawn today but i did embroider and build furniture so i feel like that counts

What do you wish for others for the coming year? Happiness

What do you wish for yourself?

Um. I just want to feel anything

#me

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sylviathewanderer-blog · 6 years

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Sylvia’s Sci-Fi Series - A sneak Peak

So I've mentioned that I enjoy writing science fiction before. Well I was working on a sub story to go along with an episodic series I've been working on. The sub story is about the alien that crashes on earth and leave behind the wreckage that eventually gets reverse engineered and used to create humanity’s star ships. Each small section is told during the opening of every episode as a way to explain the history of the universe and important events that tie into the main story in some way

Currently, I haven’t posted any of this story anywhere else as I’m just not sure where I’d do that. I’ve also never had any of my writing published. This is just something i enjoy doing for fun, though I would love to let others read my writing eventually. So far the only people who have read my work have been close personal friends.

This community has been so nice to me and helped me so much while I tried to figure out just who I am that I figured I should try to give something back. If you like it let me know, especially if you know a good place for me to start posting the series as a whole so it has a place to live, grow, and be seen by the rest of the world.

When this story begins it is 1947 in the USA and the main character is the sole survivor of the Roswell UFO crash. He’s been picked up by the military and is now being held at a secret military base. (i’m not happy with that section yet and am still rewriting it, which is why it has been omitted from this sneak peak.)

* * * * *

A small large headed grey humanoid sits alone in a tall wooden chair, his stubby legs hanging off the ground as he shifts trying to get comfortable in the stiff, unpadded seat. He rests his long hairless arms on the top of a small square table placed directly in front of him. A single light hangs directly above his head barely illuminating the rest of the small barren room. He drums his fingers idly on the surface of the table while looking at a large mirror set in the wall in front of him.

“Yup, real intimidating guys. . .” he says rolling his large eyes.

He straightens up as he hears the door to his right side unlock. The door gives a slight groan that nevertheless echos loudly around the mostly empty room. Two humans, a man wearing a military dress uniform practically covered in metal bars carrying a second chair, and a woman wearing a soft pink A line dress with her dark curled hair mostly tucked up under a small pink hat holding a clipboard and a pen. The military man sets his chair across from the alien and sits in it folding his arms across the surface of the table and glaring deep into the alien's large grey eyes.

“Ah, so I guess that makes you the 'Bad Cop' then?” The alien asks holding back a chuckle.

The military man looks from the alien over to his female cohort raising an eyebrow at her.

“We have very good hearing. I was listening to you both going over your plan in the room behind the one way glass the whole time.” He leans around the man in front of him to give a wave to the mirror across the room “Hi, other guys back there still! Don't bother whispering, I can hear that too. . . Yeah, even that.” He slowly leans back to sit straight in his chair again giving the man across the table a satisfied grin.

“Then you know why we've come?” the man says with a snarl never dropping his piercing stare.

“Yup, you ‘mean to see a man about a ship’. Am I right?”

The small framed woman steps forward. “We don't wish to steal your ship from you. We mean to offer you a trade. A. . . er, an offer of purchase!”

“Yeah, I've been hearing all about that.” the alien says waving her off “Dunno who the 'Rooskies' are, but I'm sure they'll be shaking in their boots.”

“Are you interested in hearing our offer.” The man states rather than asking trying to maintain his own illusion of control over the situation.

“Yeah, and I'm not interested in any of your currency, land, nor any resources. I could use a beer, though!” The grey alien shifts his glance between the intimidating stare of the man and the look of shock on his assistant's face. “What? I'm an alcoholic, alright! There, you made me say it. What is that, Step 1 on the road to recovery?”

The woman lowers her clipboard and cants her head to one side feeling her grasp of reality slipping a bit. “You'll sell us your ship for a beer!?”

“Oh, not just a beer. I want all the beer I can drink.”

“That can be arranged.” The man in the uniform says flatly, letting a small smile drift across his lips for the first time since entering the room.

“And I want one of the ships you produce after reverse engineering the wreckage. That point is non-negotiable. Wipe out your Rooskies. Take up asteroid wrangling. I don't care what you all do after I leave. I just don't plan on spending the rest of my life stuck on this rock!”

“You'll help us then?” The woman asks approaching the table.

“As long as I get what I want out of it and you guys don't try to pull anything on me, absolutely. Keep in mind though, I hear everything!” The alien says leaning over the table and giving a glare of his own.

* * * * *

A small grey skinned man roars in frustration slinging a stack of papers off of a low table screaming in his own native tongue as he paces, stomping back and forth across a room filled with diagrams and wall sized computer terminals.

A woman with dark curly hair wearing pressed business attire walks into the cramped workspace. “I-is that cursing or some kind of drinking song from your home world?” she asks laughing a bit to herself.

“Swearing! Definitely swearing! What the Hel-” he stops as she raises a carefully trimmed eyebrow. “What am I supposed to do with this. . . garbage!?” he yells motioning to a large computer bank with a pair of tape reels spinning on the front of it. “Is this seriously the best computer your planet has!? Magnetic TAPE!? Your species seriously hasn't figured out nano-cellular processing yet!?”

“Sorry if my people aren't sufficiently advanced for your liking Mr. St-Straz-zt'dak-ou-”

The alien shakes his head at her “Don't hurt yourself trying to say my name. Just call me Grey like everyone else. It worries me every time you try to say it. Your eyes start rolling into the back of your head and you do that odd lip. . . pucker. . . thing.”

The woman stops suddenly feeling very aware of her own facial expression. “Oh. . . I er. I'm sorry, Mr. Grey.”

“I do like that thing you're doing right now where all the blood is rushing to your cheeks, though!” He says giving her a smirk.

She whips around trying to hide her blushing face. “Please. Just stop teasing me for a minute so i can try to help.”

“Look, the problem is that with computers like this, we'd need the ship to be larger than this entire base just to make fit one powerful enough into it.”

“Can't we copy the computer your old ship used?”

“Not without material from my home world. We're going to have to wait for you guys to learn to build more compact computers with what you have. The first step will be ditching the tubes and the tape.” He shoots another scornful look at the large spinning reels “I'd love to teach you how, but I'm not a computer engineer! I'll start working on propulsion in the meantime, but this is a huge setback!” Grey says pulling a few schematics out of a filing cabinet.

The woman bends down picking scattered sheets of paper off of the floor. Most of the drawings are clearly done by hand and the text is stretched, crooked, and a bit oblong. “You're handwriting is just terrible. You know that?”

“Yeah, sorry I wasn't raised writing in English. You only have, like, five good letters!”

“Oh?” she says as she straightens her stack of paper

“Yeah O, Q, C, G and D. . . U is almost tolerable, but the rest can fu- . . . I can do without.”

“Sorry, that was insensitive. I wasn't thinking about what your native texts look like when I said that.”

“Nah, don't worry about it. This whole thing has been culture shock for everyone. Am I clear to get some fresh air, yet?”

“Sorry, it's still light out.”

“I don't see the big deal about people seeing me. So I'm an alien? There's tons of us out there! I don't even look all that different from you all, just healthier in color, less hairy, and not as badly stretched out!” Grey says rolling his schematic out on the table and looking over it.

“They're afraid it would cause a panic. There's been all of those movies about aliens attacking folks and all.”

“And who's bright idea was it to start making those?”

“Well, the hope was that seeing aliens would slowly make people comfortable with the whole idea of your existence. Then Hollywood went and made you all the monster of the week, and. . .”

“Yeah, brilliant plan.” Grey stops working and looks up at her. “Why green of all colors though?”

“See, I was more confused by the antenna.”

“No that actually makes sense to me. I think they were trying to explain how I hear so well without visible ears.”

She laughs a bit, slowly rotating her pages and trying to sort them into the proper order before looking up at the small grey man carefully marking his schematic “Are you really us leaving as soon as we get your ship built?” she says after a moment.

“Why? You thinking about coming with me, or do you want me to stay here with you?” Grey says looking over at her.

She simply looks into his eyes feeling tears welling up in her own.

* * * * *

Grey slowly stretches his arms under twinkling stars enjoying the feeling of the cool night air on his thin arms. He tilts his head back stretching his neck and shoulders while staring out into the black.

“Hey, Carla, what are you waiting for? It's a nice night out here!” He calls out to the curly haired woman standing in a nearby doorway.

She slowly steps out looking both ways before crossing a dirt road marked with deep jeep tracks. “Sorry, it's just cold out.”

“That's just your small fingers. Put on some gloves and you should feel fine! Here, sit.” he says patting the surface of a nearby picnic table.

She walks over slowly backing onto the top of the table and pulls her purse off her shoulder.

Grey hops up beside her dangling his short legs over the edge. “So how long have we been doing this, now? Hiding like animals in the dark while we slowly building a super weapon for your government. . .��

“It's been a year, maybe two years, I'm not sure. Please don't call it that, though. We are building a space ship, one we can use to get humanity to the stars!” She says digging through to bottom of her bag looking for her pair of black Isotoners.

“Come on, let's not pretend to be naive. I know exactly what I'm doing for you all. For me it's my chance to get back home, for you all it will be the weapon to end all wars.”

“I thought that was what the nuke was for.” She says slipping on her gloves.

“Heh, supposedly. It's never as simple as all that, though. Having the biggest, baddest weapons changes nations from being on the defense to suddenly scrambling for any excuse they can find to go on the offense. I've already heard rumblings about preemption. That's how it starts and then next thing you know, you are the evil empire that's threatening everyone else.” Grey says pulling a short hand rolled cigarette from his pocket and placing the tip of it in his mouth.

“Where did you get that!? That stuff is illegal. It's dangerous!”

Grey rolls his large eyes at her and pulls out his lighter to light it. “Tch, you believe everything you hear on the radio? This stuff isn't gonna cause madness. It actually does the opposite. It's calming my nerves which wouldn't need calmed if I got a bit of sunlight every now and then.”

“Say what you want, but it's still illegal!”

“Yeah, and so am I. What are they gonna do? Arrest me?” he says as he takes a long drag being sure to carefully blow the smoke away from Carla.

“Oh, that stuff stinks! I wish you would smoke tobacco instead.” she says fanning the front of her face.

Grey simply smirks watching her put on a show. “Nope, that junk doesn't work. Funny hearing you protesting now. You used to partake with me. You go and get married on me, they gave you a fancy title, and now you're going all proper on me!”

“We all have to grow up sometime, Mr. Grey.”

“Back to Mr. are we? Tch, what's this world doing to us?” He says a bit sullenly as he pulls the rolled paper from his mouth. “You can't tell me you don't want to have a go for old time sake.”

She looks at the gentle curl of blue smoke rolling off the end of it for a moment before reluctantly taking it. “You are a terrible influence on me, you know it?” She says before placing it between her own lips and taking in a long, deep drag.

“I just can't stand seeing you not being true to yourself, is all. You're bigger than all of this pretense and prudishness, and you know it.”

She blows out a long stream of billowing blue smoke toward the sky feeling some of her worry and tenseness slowly escaping along with it.

“See that? There's still a rebel in there, somewhere deep down, just looking for a chance to escape and run free.”

“Run away from her life and responsibilities with a crazy man from beyond the stars.” She says slowly before handing the roll back to Grey and pulls up her legs crossing her arms just under her knees. “Are we even getting close? Everyday that dream feels further and further away.”

Grey looks at the bruises on her wrists then down at the dirt and sand “It's slow. We have a lot of men working on it, but the technology just isn't there yet.”

She tucks herself further into her own legs resting her chin on top of her knees. “We're running out of time. Brass isn't happy with our progress. I'm starting to worry that they are going to shut the entire project down if we don't come up with something.”

“I doubt that. They spent all this time and money renovating this place and relocating everything so we could use the dried lake bed as a test site. Why go through all the trouble and resources just to shut us down a few years later?”

“Ha! Now who's being naive? You don't know the government the way I do! It's a bunch of old men with no real world experience, and even less patience, all jockeying for favor by making everyone who disagrees with them look foolish. They spent a ton of money on this project knowing that their enemies would accuse them of wasting tax dollars on us. They're demanding some kind of trinket they can throw back into their detractor's faces to prove that it isn't all a waste.” Carla says frowning as she looks down at her smoking partner.

“Science doesn't work that way.” Grey says trying to wave the comment away with a long hand.

“Yeah, but politics does, and for now politics is paying the bills.”

Grey huffs loudly looking back up at the sky. “Humans and your damned obsession with money. . . It's no wonder you all are so far behind.”

“You never cry.”

“Hmm?”

“I've seen you get sad. I've seen you sulk. I've seen you mope. I've never seen you cry.” Carla says staring down at him. “It's therapeutic, you know. You don't have to pretend to be tough for me.”

Grey laughs. “It's not that. I'm not pretending to be anything. My species can't cry.” he pulls at the bottom eyelid of his left eye. “See? No tear ducts. I couldn't cry if I wanted to, which I don't. It's just not an instinct my people have. Instead we use sarcasm.”

Carla laughs a bit “Wait, but if you don't cry then how do you clean dust from your eyes or keep them lubricated?”

“We didn't evolve from mammals like you. We came from amphibians.”

Carla tilts her head slightly still looking into Grey's large eyes.

He sighs a bit “We have a secondary eye lid that has a mucus coating for that. It's hard to show you because it closes at the same time as our primary eye lid, but here.” Grey grabs his top and bottom eyelids holding them open. They twitch painfully as he closes his other eye and slowly forces the slimy secondary lid to slide out from the side rolling away from the center of his noseless face. He lets go of his eye lids and blinks several times from the irritation. “Did you see it?”

“No I missed it. You'll have to do it again!” Carla laughs

* * * * *

A soft blue convertible speeds across a dried lake bed trailing a billowing cloud of dust and debris high into the bright blue sky. Behind it sirens and alarms ring out echoing across the desert. Carla holds onto a wide brimmed hat steering her car with one hand trying to maintain control while getting as much speed as she can out of the vehicle. In the passenger seat Grey sits on his knees watching chaos erupt from the military base behind them.

“We're doing this thing! We're actually doing it! We're going on the lamb like Boner and Clyde!” He yells over the sound of the engine roaring

“That's Bonnie and Clyde” Carla calls out looking over at him. “And I'd like this to go a lot better than that! Forgive me if I don't want to see you, me, and the car all filled with bullet holes!”

“Hey, I'm just glad to be out of the base and in the sunlight!” He turns around and stretches his arms. “It's been years since I felt the warmth of a star on my face. Where are we headed anyway?”

“Mexico. It's about the only place we can reach that won't expedite!” Carla says as she steers the car towards an unmarked dirt road. “This is stupid. This is idiotic. I had a future! I had a position. I had money! I had a comfortable life! I'm a married woman! What in the hell am I doing!?”

“I think this is called an affair, isn't it? Or do we have to sleep together for it to become an affair? Wait, what was eloping again?”

“It's treason! I'm going to be caught and killed. I'm going to get us both killed!”

“No, treason is when you betray your country.” Grey pauses for a moment “Ok, yeah this is treason. I mean for you. For me this is just a prison break. . . maybe oath breaking, too. Shit! I'm not helping am I?”

Carla bites her bottom lip shaking her head as the car bounces down the uneven road.

Grey slides over and puts one hand on her shoulder and uses the other to slowly stroke her back. “We're in this together now. You and me against the world just like its always been.”

“I don't see a way out of this. I don't know what to do. You're sure about that signal? There is a ship nearby and you can hail it?” She says fighting the urge to look into his eyes for comfort.

“Absolutely, it's not one of my people's but it's friends! I've got the radio from my ship all I need is something to rig it with to use as an amplifier and we'll have a pickup in seconds! Don't worry, I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you. We are going to see the stars, Carla. You and Me, out in space having a real adventure! No more stuffy military bases, no more shitty husbands, no more being yelled at for not being able to do the impossible! Real freedom!” He says gently patting her back.

“Alright, I'm calm. Please get back in your seat and buckle up. I can't do this without you.”

“Heh, yeah seat belts, like that crap ever helped anybody!”

The car swings a wild left screeching it's tires as it turns onto a paved road at full speed. Grey suddenly feels himself pulled away from Carla and flung over the passenger door. His long fingers barely reach the door in time, pulling his entire body down around the outside of the car. His eyes sink down to his feet as the road zips past, each bump and rock threatening to take off a foot as they scream past. Slowly he hoists himself back into the car.

“Alright, seat belts. Good call. Wouldn't want to get hurt.” He straps himself in still feeling his heart pounding away in his chest. “What's that sound?”

“They're scrambling choppers to track us. We need to find some cover to ditch this car and lose them.” Carla says feeling her own heart racing.

“Helicopters? Dammit! This is why you don't piss off the military. They have all the good toys!”

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perdizzion · 7 years

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I just happen to stumbled upon ur account and saw that you'll be quitting med school. I have a dilemma that I want to share with someone. Im a newly enrolled first yr med student and classes just started a week before. But I'm starting to form some doubts whether I really want to be a doctor or not. Its not that I cant handle the academics its just that do i really see myself being a doctor in the future and actually feel happy about it.

I dont even know if being a doctor is my dream anymore or just my parent’s.

Hiya! Thank you for sharing your thoughts with me, anon! I don’t know if my answer will help you or not, but I will try to do my ABSOLUTE BEST to reply!!

Ok so. Med school. Tricky stuff. I’ll tell you a little bit about my background and what I’m up to right now to give you a Good Feel about how things are going after the decision I’ve taken and whatnot.

I got into med school about 4 and a half years ago, and like any student who worked their asses off for their desired universities’ entrance exams, I was beyond ecstatic when I found out that I had gotten in. I started attending lectures, group discussions, student projects, and for the first few years, I felt like hey, I think I can actually do this! The exams were pretty tough, I can’t say I liked pharmacology and neurology, but I passed just fine and so I thought that things were going to be fine.

[Narrator voice] things were, in fact, not fine.

I started having doubts around..3rd year, I think? Everything just started to become so dull no matter how much free time I was using to do my hobbies (drawing and doing art in general) and I think that was when my depression started to really rear its ugly head. I started to miss classes, isolate myself from my friends, stay in bed all day, and the only people that had kept me sane were my family and a few close friends of mine telling me to take care of myself when I was too depressed to do so. I tried thinking about whether I’ll be happy being a doctor in the future, and then I noticed that I couldn’t even imagine myself in a white coat, working in a clinic and talking to a patient.

This is when I finally realized that all this time, my wanting to go to med school wasn’t even because it was my dream. It was my parents’.

I struggled a lot to get through some of the days, but I managed to keep up the facade in front of my uni friends until I finished 4th year and received a “degree”. (In Indonesia, finishing 4th year of med school grants you a “bachelor of medicine” though you can’t really use it for anything yet until you’ve finished 2 more years of clerkship and get a “dr” in front of your name).

Clerkship happened after 4th year. If I had to use one word to describe clerkship, it would be hellish. I don’t know if this is how it works in every country, but in Indonesia, clerkship demands med students to attend hospital shifts with inhuman amount of working hours. We had to do 36 hour shifts every twice a week, and 9 hour shifts every other day. This might sound pretty light to some people, but it was super tough for me what with the amount of additional assignments and exams that we still had to do during our rotations.

After 2 months of clerkship, my depression grew so much worse to the point where my best friend (bless her heart) had to call me almost everyday to help me sleep at night because the thoughts in my head wouldn’t leave me alone. Finally, I called my sister who lives in a different city to fly to where I was living in to take me to see a psychiatrist. It didn’t help because my doctor was super shitty about my condition (“all med students experience depression at one point because med school is just that hard, don’t worry, I’ve been there”) but I did take the meds. And I was planning to carry on with clerkship, until one day the meds gave me orthostatic hypotension (it was one of the side effects of the drug that I was taking) and I fainted in the middle of a surgery. When my mom (who lives in another city) found out about this, she was livid. She flew to my place right on that exact same day to take care of me, though she hadn’t known about my depression yet at the time.

The next day, I told her everything. Like, everything. About how med school had truly been stressing me out, about how I didn’t feel like med school was the right place for me anymore, about how clerkship had been making me feel like I was a worthless piece of shit because the doctors kept yelling at me, about how clerkship had also been making me realize that I wasn’t good with patients and that their lives are literally in my hands and that a single mistake could lead to their death and how I could never live with that much guilt in my life, about how I was so tired of being too sleep-deprived to properly function everyday, let alone to stitch a patient’s cut-up hand back together.

I told her that I wanted to quit. And so I did.

And you know what? It feels amazing.

I’ve been sleeping regularly for the past few months. I get to draw everyday now, and still make money out of doing commissions. I interact with my family a lot more and I don’t check up on them only when I need them to transfer me some money to buy food. I eat three meals a day like a normal human being and it feels so, so good. I applied for a scholarship so I could earn a Master’s degree in biomedicine abroad (it’s not art school, which is where I actually want to go to, but it’s not med school either so I’ll take it), I passed the first stage and now I’m just trying to do my best to pass the next two stages so I could get a full-ride.

Things are okay. Things are good.

Things haven’t always been good, of course. People tell me that I was “so close to reaching my dreams!”, that my parents “must be so shattered to hear that you wanted to quit!”, that I am just “wasting away my potential.” My grandparents called me a disappointment a few weeks ago while telling me that I should just give up on my scholarship application and go back to med school. My dad told me that he wished I could “go back to the way I was and be happy again.” My mom cried multiple times. It hasn’t been easy on my mental health, but honestly? Fuck it. Fuck every single guilt-trip that my parents have had to put me through. Fuck everyone at uni who’s been spreading false rumors about how I quit med school because “I got cancer” or “I got knocked up.”

I absolutely hated how the doctors did anything back in the hospital. The rich patients got immediate treatment, and the poor got dismissed. The mentally ill were mocked behind closed doors, and med students were treated like trash. Rooted seniority where the senior doctors hazed junior doctors were still a thing (in Indonesia, at least). Literally everyone in the hospital had a superiority complex and I fucking hated it. Neither my parents nor my grandparents will have to be the ones to experience this on a daily basis for years though, so fuck outta here with your negative comments about my decision.

I quit med school because I did it for me, and only me.

This is by no means supposed to scare you away from med school just so you could jump into my bandwagon, heck no. I’m telling you this because nobody told me that this could be a possibility. Everybody I knew kept telling me that the only thing you’ll need to succeed med school is firm determination and hard work, and while that may be true for some people, I required a lot more than that, like a stable mental health, a good support system, etc. I failed to meet these requirements, and so everything turned into a shipwreck for me. My other friends, however, who were well-prepared with all of these, are managing to continue med school just fine.

That being said, this answer is definitely supposed to make you think about your decision more thoroughly. One of the most often things that people tell me post-med school is that “you should’ve quit earlier if you hadn’t liked it; it would’ve saved you a lot of time.” I hate the fact that I agree with this. If I had quit years ago, I would’ve still had time to search for a school that was more relevant to my interests and start over from a blank slate. If I had quit years ago, I would’ve been able to graduate from a new school and earn an actual proper job by now so I could help my parents out with our finance. Of course, my parents would’ve been way more harsh on me if I had told them that I wanted to quit so early on, but if you own the privilege of having parents that would genuinely and willingly listen to you, please talk about it with them. I had a friend who quit med school around a few months before 1st year ended; he’s in business school now and from what I’ve heard, he’s pretty happy with where he is right now.

Whew, that was long. I swear I didn’t mean for it to be this long!! Let me know if any of that helped or if you just want to talk off anon with me in general! I know firsthand how this kind of dilemma can eat you up whole, and it’s not a fun experience, so just hmu if you want to chat

Have a nice day!!

#THIS GOT SO LONG OMG LKSDJFSD IM SO SORRY #I GOT CARRIED AWAY #i just....really wanted to explain everything as descriptive as possible #so i could help at least a little bit #aAAA #anonymous #answers

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blood-woman · 7 years

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Genesis - An Original

"You can't let her out, some crazy shit happened the last time. I barely made it out alive." The man who kidnaped me warns someone as the huge door finally creaks open. "That's absurd and no reason for her not to be treated humanely." Another male says pushing the door further. It's the first time that door has opened in the past four days. I haven't showered since I left my house six days ago and I haven't eaten since I got off the plane in Hawaii five days ago. I thought I was taking a well deserved vacation and visiting a few friends. I was walking on the beach from my rental to my friends place when they grabbed me. Obviously they didn't know who they were messing with, unfortunately soon after they stuck me with a strong sedative. They put me in this vault with only a toilet and a thin mattress thrown on the floor, I was currently huddled in a ball on, freezing and starving. So now that the door was finally open I didn't have the strength or the energy to fight my way to freedom. Gently I feel strong arms wrap around me, lifting me up and into his arms. He starts walking but the room is so dark that when we get into a brighter lite room I can't seem to open my eyes to see who is carrying me so gently against his chest. God he's so fucking warm. "You should have left her in her cell. This is bad." My kidnapper warns again and I stiffen in his arms. His body tenses against me as he turns to I assume look at the asshole. "You will go see Liam and inform him of your blunderous activities." He growls as if he's done him the atrocity that this man has done to me. I hear his footsteps echo away from us as he grumbles something under his breath and we seem to continue in the opposite direction. We walk for a while and I'm so exhausted that I don't even bother to do or say anything, I just rest against him because at least for this moment I feel safe...for now. When we finally reach where were going he sets me down on something soft, it feels like a couch as I snuggle into its warmth. Missing the warm body I was so recently pressed against. I hear him make some orders, something about food and then to what I assume is someone else about clothes and a bath. Thank the heavens, finally someone who knows what a girl needs. Unfortunately I'm shaking again, I guess it wasn't all from the cold. Must be from the shock my body is going through from lack of nutrients, or specifically food. I tuck further into myself and the couch, trying to find some semblance of escape from it. "Here." He says as something lays on top of me. I feel him sit down beside me and struggle with my overwhelming need to scoot closer to his warmth, some how I manage. "I'm have a bath drawn for you but until then I had some food brought in, nothing special just sandwiches." He says and I can peek my eyes open to see a plate sitting on the couch between us. I don't bother to look at him as I start devouring them and he chuckles softly, then gets up sending out another order I don't bother to hear because of the food I'm consuming at probably a slow rate because of how im feeling but it feels like I'm shoveling it into my mouth. I barely even recognize that it taste like ham and cheese. "Whoa, slow down. Here's some water." He offers pressing the glass into my hand. I practically chug it as he chuckles a little more, then I devour the rest of my food. He takes them from me and then comes back, throwing off the blanket making me whimper a bit at the sudden chill but he steps closer picking me up, his heat searing my skin wonderfully. "You have some injuries that need taken care of but I wont be able to tell the extent of them until your clean. So I've had the girls draw you a bath and their going to help bathe you." He tells as we walk into a smaller room if only by my own gut feeling and I hear water running. He sets me down on my feet carefully but when trying to put weight on my right ankle I end up crying out and leaning back into him. "Bring me a chair." He orders gruffly and soon after he's setting me down on one and then I feel his hands on my ankle, I whimper as he rolls it in his fingers. I peek down at him while he's not looking and see hes got a nice head of brown hair and tan skin, he seems to be a pretty big guy. He rotates my ankle again and I grimace, my eyes squeezing shut as I grip the edges of the chair underneath me. Pain not only smothers my ankle but shoots up my calf as well, causing me to gasp audibly. "Help her." He growls and then I feel his heat pass me and the door shut behind me. "Alright hun, I'm Sara and this is Audrey. We're going to help you get cleaned up but first we need to get you out of these dirty clothes so if your ready just nod and we'll get started?" She asks and I nod, if they wanted me dead or naked they could have been able to achieve either with out the niceties. So I let them strip me of my clothes, groaning as I move sore limbs and they help me hop over to the tub and climb in. It must be one of those huge tubs cause the waters up over my breasts and I'm still sitting up for the most part. The water is hot and inviting, caressing each and everyone of my sore muscles as I lean my head back against its curved edge. "Thats it, relax honey. Let us do this for you." The other one, Audrey, coos and I sigh. It would be nice to be pampered for once, I just wish it was under better circumstances. They clean me, slowly, gently and I wince when they hit a sore spot and they take note of it, making sure its not too bad before moving on. When one of them starts washing my hair I can barely contain my soft moans, even as she giggles girlishly behind me. They wash me thoroughly and then help me dry and dress in a tank and yoga pants, finally I decide to open my eyes but I barely get a look at the luxurious bathroom before my world tilts and my head spins. Quickly they sit me back down in the chair and I lean over gripping my head in my hands as they finish drying my hair. "You've been through a lot hun, you need to take it easy." Audrey says and I feel her hands on the back of my neck, massaging. "Thank you ladies." The man from before calls as I hear his foot falls get closer, his arms wrap around me and he picks me up again. "Feeling better?" He asks and I hear him take a deep breath, his body flexing against mine. "Wow you smell good." He chuckles and I smile just a little against his shoulder. Again he sets me down on something soft but this time it feels like a bed, the sheets are amazingly soft. He sits down next to me his hand touching mine, I guess so he knows he has my attention. "My doctor is here, he's going to look you over and do something about how your feeling, alright?" He asks and I nod. "I'm Evander, by the way. Eli will be your doctor." He says and moves, another body taking his place. "I'm going to set up an I.V. because your dehydrated, a vitamin push and antibiotics. Then I can tend to your wounds. If you fall asleep don't worry I'll wake you if needed. Ok, just relax." He says positioning my arm straight and pressing a needle into my skin. I take a deep breath and start to drift off, god I hope they actually have good intentions. --------------------------------- "She has been summoned, it was your duty and now I'm stuck with it because you like her." Someone growled and then heavy foot steps get closer as I tried to un-fog my brain. "She's still healing, you cant just jerk humans around like wolves they'll break." My savior from earlier defends as a foggy figure comes to stand next to me. I'm trying to clear my eyes, blinking again and again. I rub them with one hand and the mean one scoffs. "See she's awake, lets go." He grabs my wrist and yanks it, effectively hurting it. I cry out and he lets it go instantly, I pull it back to my body. Rolling back into the bed. I still have needles in my arm where does he think he's taking me. "Shit she's fragile." "Here let me see." The kind one, I think he said his name was Evander, said and reluctantly I let him pull it away from my body. His fingers inspect it as I hide my face in a pillow trying not to groan in pain. "It's not broken, I think he might have sprained it though, I'll get Eli to wrap it." He says and a moment later I feel something being wrapped around my wrist and hand. "Enough, Liam is waiting. I don't understand why you care so much for a mortal anyway, they are gone in a blink of an eye. Lets go." He growls. "I'll take her." Evander interjects quickly, the brute probably went to grab me again. "Eli can you remove her I.V." A moment later he pulls it from my arm and carefully someone helps me sit up. I use my good arm to brush my brown hair back and finally get a look around though I keep my head down, no need to start something without knowing what I'm up against and they just referred to me as human and mortal which means they are neither. The room is lush, much nicer than my house back home but then again I never did like things over the top. "Fine." The mammoth of a man growls and stomps toward the door. "I'm going to pick you up again, ok?" He asks and I nod, he leans down to wrap his arms around me but stills when his eyes catch mine. We stay like that for a long moment before he smiles handsomely. "Your eyes are a stunning shade of purple." He says in an awed whisper and I nod purposefully as he continues wrapping his arms around me and lifts me against his chest. My arms wrap around his shoulders and as much as I would like to look around I keep my face close to his shoulder as we walk through hallways made of stone and rooms filled with expensive decor. After a good while I start to hear talking and it escalates quickly, of course thats the moment he would choose to walk us in that room and then immediately stop. "I'm going to put you on your feet sweetie, but you can still lean on me if you need to." He whispers in my ear and I simply nod again and he gently sets me down next to him, my one ankle is already starting to throb again as if expecting the pressure of holding my weight. I realized on the walk that I was covered in a good bit of bandages though the pain I was feeling was considerably less now that I had been treated and rested properly. I take in the room, theres got to be at least thirty people present. At least half look like guards and another five look like personal security, there's Evander and Eli apparently tagged along, hopefully for my health not others, the brute, there's two women in formal dresses. A handful of other men in black tie dress. One of the overly dressed men seemed to be the one in charge, as he was standing in front of three kneeling men. The same three men that took me in the first place. The sight of it makes me think of a bad mob movie, leaving a bad feeling in my gut. I try to take a step back but Evander holds me firmly in place. I can hear my heartbeat start to race in my ears and as a result I start shaking again. Almost instantly a sweater is wrapped around my shoulders and I look back to find Liam backing away. His eyes catch mine and he seems surprised as I turn back to carefully watch the scene unfold. But I'm playing catch up because the head guy has one dangling off the floor by his throat and the one who wanted not to let me out of my cell is staring at me in disbelief. As if this is all my fault. He attacked me, if anything they deserve what ever fate their about to receive. I look back at the leader just as he rips out the guys throat and he drops to the ground like a rag doll, blood pooling around his body. Oh shit, he just killed that guy. I knew something bad was going to happen, wait why is he killing them? Why wasn't I paying attention? Something about wasting his time? Wait! "Please sire, there she is the sister of Lisandra. I wouldn't lie, there she is." The man pleads but the other doesn't even glance in my direction which is good because now I'm shaking like a leaf and Evander is rubbing his hand up and down my arm but it's doing nothing to comfort me. "Thats Liam, by the way." He whispers in my ear and it occurs to me that Evander knew Liam was going to be upset with the kidnaper. But I doubt Liam cares about how I was treated and more about how his life was disturbed. Why on earth he would know my sister is beyond me, shes supposed to be in some third world country being a doctor. Not in Hawaii, doing what ever these people are doing. "I have no use for her and you have wasted my time, give me one good reason to let you live." Liam's voice is all command and authority, anger and instinct. I doubt he could give any excuse worthy enough to save his life. "Once I have dealt with you, I will deal with her in much the same manner. All thanks to you." He growls and then punches through the mans chest, ripping out his heart. My good hand flies to Evander's and he tries to comfort me further but how can you comfort some one about to be murdered for practically no reason at all. He casually sliced the other ones head off and I'm breathing so hard I'm starting to see spots. My head starts to hurt which usually means I'm about to do something stupid, like pass out hopefully. At least then I wont know what hit me, I'll just be dead and thats it. No pain, no fear just peacefully slipping off in my sleep. No such luck. Instead Evander steadies me and then moves away taking my new sweater with him. Liam steps around the bloody carcasses, while cleaning his hands with a towel as if he's wiping sauce from his fingers after a messy meal. He's only taken two steps past them when his body goes ridged and his eyes fly around the room, finally settling on me. He breathes deep and then roars loudly, the word wolves rattles through my brain like a ricochet. They've got to be werewolves, nothing else would really make sense. Right? "Told you, you smelt good." Evander whispers and I carefully look to see him smiling. I turn back to see Liam pulling at his clothes and then he starts to shift. "Oh and don't run." He teases from beside me and I steel myself for the worst. Grounding my body, letting my hurt foot push out a little from my body as I draw my fear in and only show my warrior. If this wolf wanted a piece of me he was going to have to work for it. By the time he's done his clothes are shredded and he stands as a massive fully covered in hair wolf. He growls loudly as he sniffs the air in my direction and then his eyes finally meet mine and he stops, studying me for a moment before charging towards me. "Liam don't, shes only human." Evan calls, worried. "You might kill her considering all her other injuries." Eli advises. Another woman yells something I don't quite hear as his growling becomes a deafening sound. I'm watching the space between us. He needs to be close for this to work, three feet, two feet. Go, I swing with my hurt ankle out wards flipping over his body, narrowly missing the ceiling and landing gracefully on one foot behind him. I hear a couple people gasp but I'm still watching my attacker. My body throbs at the sudden flexible movement but I don't stop to let it overcome me. He skids to a halt on the smooth stone floors, I'm sure he's not too happy about that embarrassing moment. Turning back to me, snarling, showing everyone of his pretty white fangs. I limp backwards a little, playing the hurt lamb. Which I am a bit but not as much as he would like. He closes in on me, charging once more and I spin at the last moment, rolling against his side. I come out near Evander who is looking like he can barely hold in his laughter. I don't wait for him to turn again and start flipping down the hall, it's my only real option to getting away with any speed with my hurt ankle. I tuck it in to keep from landing on it. But unfortunately my get away is not fast enough, he's on me again. Nipping at my hand just when I need it most, I yank it back. Throwing myself off balance and I try to use my legs to catch me but land on my hurt ankle, I hear a distinct cracking sound as my foot rolls unnaturally out from under me. I land hard on my ass as my ankle throbs and I whimper and gasp through the pain, pressing my forehead into the cold floor. Until I hear growling above me and snap my head in his direction as he walks over me, covering my body with his. I lean back on my arms and push my fear away, if I die today it will not be because I was weak. I find his eyes and hold them even as he snarls down at me. His scent fills my nose and I have to fight the urge to breath him deeper, his eyes are icey blue, his fur deep black. My god he's huge and he's so fucking warm, I'm actually starting to sweat. None of this do I show him and his doesn't change much more than to growl at me further. "Finish it." I order in barely whisper and his eyes shift for just a moment, something unsure, something almost scared. Jaws snap forward clamping firmly around my neck, forcing me to look at the ceiling. I steel myself for it, taking shallow breaths. His fangs dig in and I gasp as one actually breaks skin. For a moment everything falls away, its just him and me, no fear, no pain. His teeth pull back and his tongue winds around my neck as blood trickles from the wound. He licks up my blood like it's a delicious treat as I let out a throaty moan through no decision of my own and the world comes rushing back. Everyone is standing to one side of the hall and they all seem shocked as if this is the most surprising thing they've seen today. Unexpectedly Liam pulls back releasing me all together, my pain rushing back as the idea that I might actually get to live takes hold. Everything hurts as I close my eyes and pull myself together quite literally, when I open them again the wolf is back sniffing seeming to be checking for something. Abruptly he back off and shifts again, standing before me as a man, all be it a very naked man. he puts out his hand and someone puts a pair of pants in it and he slips them on. His face is set in stone but his eyes as he watches me look increasingly curious. "Eli, see to her." He orders and Eli drops to his knees beside me. "What hurts dear?" He asks, slipping the sweater back around my shoulders because I'm shaking again. I give him a pained look and he smiles wearily as if he knows my answer. He goes for my ankle first and frowns deeply when he sees the angle at which its positioned. Evander kneels down beside him. "It's broken now, before it was simply fractured." He takes a brace out of his bag and sets my ankle in it as I groan. He them checks my wrist, I had forgotten it was hurt all together. I guess with the adrenaline pumping through my system it simply didn't rate high enough for me to notice at the time. "It's fractured." He grumbles. Then moves on to my ribs, running his fingers across them as carefully as he can while still doing his job. "Well you still have three cracked ribs, are you having any trouble breathing?" He asks and I shake my head. "Alright, I'm going to check your eyes. Before you had a concussion, I'm just checking to make sure it isn't any worse. You should know your eyes were grey when I checked last night." He offered and went about his business. Thats funny, my eyes haven't been grey since they changed permanently to this purple color years ago. "She did all that with three cracked ribs and on one foot, I am thorough impressed." I look up to see the brute hovering over us. "Alright you seem ok other than what I've said. We need to get you back on the I.V. though, your still dehydrated and deficient in vitamins." Eli explains and Evander gets up and walks over to Liam, who hasn't taken his eyes off me for a second. They talk quietly, to quiet for me to even glisten a little off their conversation, though I assume Evander is explaining my need for moe medical attention and trying to figure out what Liam wants to do with me. I have no idea why he didn't just kill me, he certainly had the chance. I guess I'm too pretty to kill. It wouldn't be the first time I've been left alive because of my eyes. "I'm Killick, by the way." The brute offers and I nod. "Are you really Lisandra's sister?" He asks and I look up at him but don't offer an answer. "Your Cassandra right?" He asks and i glare up at him. How dare he think I'm her?! "What did you say to her?" Evander growls coming back towards us. "I just asked if her name was Cassandra." Killick explains and I run my good hand through my hair and try to calm myself. "Come on lets get you up." Eli offers and I nod, I would rather not be on the floor where everyone is staring at me. The moment I'm up it becomes harder to breath but Eli's not looking at me even though he's holding me up. I grab his chin and turn him back towards me, he then starts to look panicked as it gets even harder to breath and he lowers me back down onto the floor. Liam is suddenly hovering over me looking worried. "Try to stay calm Allison, just follow my eyes." He says in a calm voice beckoning me to listen, black spot start to cloud my vision but I keep my eyes on him. "Stay with me." He breathes just as I start to slip, gasping for air. I try to stay awake I really do but the lack of oxygen doesn't give me many options, so I slip. -------------- "She's in your rooms, in your bed, you wont let anyone but Eli touch her without losing your shit. Yet you still claim shes not yours, if that were true you would have killed her when you had your jaws around her throat." Evander growls through my fog induced haze, I can't even open my eyes. I must be sedated, so much so that I barely feel that I'm yet again shaking. Someone puts another blanket over my side but it barely helps, actually the shaking gets more violent. So much so thats its causing my other wounds to throb. I whimper as my hands clutch the sheets and I try to will my drug induced body into cooperating. Every muscle tensing, trying to keep the pain at bay which only makes it worse but I cant stop. "Ahhh." I cry out painfully. "You need to relax, its the only way to stop the pain." Eli advises. If I could I would Eli. I want to scream at him but don't. Such a stupid thing to exacerbate my condition, me taken out by a cold breeze. Wouldn't my father be proud. "Leave us." Someone orders and I feel the bed dip behind me and then a heated body presses against my back, draping an arm over my stomach. His heat envelopes me and slowly the shaking subsides, my body aching from the effort. His head sinks into the crook of my neck, breathing deep but I don't care as long as he doesn't move. "Sleep Allison, I'll be right here." He whispers in my ear and presses a kiss to my neck. I vaguely wonder how he knows my name before falling asleep once again. ----------------------------------------------------- "She's shivering and shaking again, I quite literally cant be any closer without her permission." I say softly as Eli leans over the other side of the bed checking Allison once again. She whimpers and grips the sheets as if just holding them would keep her safe. "Not again." She whispers and is dawns on me, she must be having a bad dream. God this woman is driving me crazy, every little sound she makes has me wanting to be near her, protecting her. Not to mention that before I was close enough to kill her and she practically asked me to do it. What in gods name? Other than that she barely talks, so I know almost nothing about her besides what she's shown me. She probably hates me after what she saw me do to those men and I threatened her life. Its no wonder she tried to get away. I gently shake her shoulder, trying to wake her from her nightmare. "She's not supposed to be able to dream on this sedative." Eli informs me and I frown. There's definitely something special about this girl, I just cant think straight when she's around. So it'll have to wait until later, for now I'll just try and comfort her best I can. "Allison its not real, you need to wake up." I say trying to rouse her gently. I roll her onto her back and her eyes gently open to look up at me. She looks tired but underneath that a tear rolls down the side of her face as she rolls into me. "Thank you." She whispers and closes her eyes again as she snuggles into my chest. I slip my arm under her head and setting back down. Wow, if I wasn't confused before this would definitely put me over the top. Fuck it, I'll save the thinking for later. ------------------------- 'Knock, knock.' My head vibrates a bit as the person im snuggled against growls loudly, a warning to who ever stands on the other side of the door. I stay as I am, no reason to leave my comfort for the awkward situation after until I have to. His arms wrap around me tighter as if who ever it is means me harm. "My apologies my lord but Jensen is asking for you." The person at the door offers quietly. "Not now." He growls. "My apologies again my lord but he was very insistent, he is desperate to know what happened to Lisandra." The man says and I stiffen in his arms, his head swiveling to look down at me. "Leave." He growls, I assume at the man since his grip on me has lessen none. The door shuts and slowly I look up into his tense blue eyes. I make no move out of his embrace and he makes no move to let me go. His eyes wash over my face as if he's look for something, lingering on my lips more than once. Liam seems to be a bit at a loss for what he wants to say first. "How are you feeling?" He asks and I take personal stock, for the moment and probably because I haven't moved, I'm in no pain. I simply nod and he seems to understand. "Do you need anything?" I shake my head no, mostly because I don't want to move yet. "You've been out of it for nearly four days. You must be hungry." As if on que my stomach growls making him smile. "I have to go speak with Jenson for a moment, but I will have Eli come check on you and a spread brought in." He says in a soft voice and I simply close my eyes again and tuck back in even as he tries to de-tangle himself from me. The moment the door clicks closed I realize that I have never had to pee more in my life and reluctantly I sit up, trying to take it slow. I slip my legs off the sit of the bed and notice the luckily they have my I.V. on a normal set up that rolls. So not only can I take it to the bathroom but it will help me get there. I go to stand but quickly remember my broken ankle, I'm looking down at it when Eli walks in looking very surprise, probably at my up right state. "Hey, whoa. What are you trying to do?" He says quickly moving to my side, looking very worried. I simply wave a hand towards the bathroom and he seems to understand. "Oh um let me get one of the ladies to help you with that." He says turning towards the door. "Eli." I call and he swiftly turns back looking stunned. "Please if you could just help me to the bathroom, I could take it from there. No need for someone else to get hurt just because I have a full bladder." I say softly and he's torn for a moment before moving back to my side to help me stand. Carefully he helps me move to the bathroom, at the door he releases me looking very concerned. I turn closing the door and i use the counter to hop over to the toilet to sit down. The bathroom is huge, I thinks its actually bigger than my whole master sweet back home. I'm leaning against the counter when a knock comes from the door and it squeaks open a little. "Excuse me Miss, its Audrey. We met the other day, I was wondering if you needed any help?" She asks with out opening the door anymore, so I know I will have to prompt her. "Please." I say and she opens the door enough to look at me and I give her a small smile. She turns closing the door and then back to me. "What can I help with?" She asks seeming like shes trying to control her actions. "Relax, I'd like it if you acted as yourself." I offer and she smiles widely. "I wanted to take a shower but I don't know if I have to be careful with my wounds, can you ask Eli for me and after you help me with the shower, warm clothes would be appreciated." I say and she nods. "Thank you." She bounces out of the room and after a few moments shes back. Helping me strip my clothes and then the bandages, braces and other items holding me together. She helps me hop over to the shower and strips down to her skivvies before we step inside and she turns on the hot water. I want to swoon as it hits me, caressing my cold skin all over but I manage to keep it together as she washes me completely. She helps me sit under the streams and then goes to get my clothes. My legs are crossed at the ankles and pulled up to my chest as my arms are wrapped around them, my face lifted up so water could fall on me. I sit there for a long time like that, even after I notice Audrey is waiting for me. I stay and relax, trying to make myself believe for just a moment, that I have no problems and life isn't really this hard. Unfortunately my peace is cut short with a loud growl followed by a, "What are you doing?" It's Liam, I guess he didn't like how long i was taking. "Sire, I...I was just waiting on the lady...the lady." She says sounding panicked. I reach out my hand using the controls to shut off the water so I can listen better. "She is not to be touched." He growled as he closed in on her and she whimpered, cowering in fear. A potent thing I had no problem discerning from the other smells in the room. "Leave her alone." I command in a loud voice that bombs around the large bathroom. He stills growling but now hes looking at me. Moving towards me. Audrey drops my shirt on the counter and practically runs from the room, scared out of her pretty little mind. "You have no power to command me woman." He growls and my eyebrows raise as he turns to find her but shes long gone, I'll be surprised if I ever see her again. "Are you upset with me for showering?" I ask, his head swinging back to me looking confused on top of still trying to be angry. "No, of course not." He admits. "Then since Eli is the only other allowed to touch me, did you expect him to assist me?" I ask and he actually steps inside the shower. "No." He growls loudly. "Did you expect me to ask you?" I ask a little softer looking up at him and he looks conflicted. "Audrey was only doing as i asked since i could not do it myself, she should not be punished for that. Do you taste her fear?" I ask looking away, it would do no good to see his thoughts change because he thinks i'm judging him. I wait a moment but he says nothing, "Do you enjoy it?" Hes very still for a long moment, then huffs and storms out of the room. My head rests on my arms as I wait for the answer. I moment later i hear a soft squeal and the bathroom door opens and closes once again. Audrey breathes heavily as she moves back to the shower opening. "Wow...thank you, so much...for sticking up for me." She says exasperatedly, trying to compose herself. Which makes me smile softly. "Here, please let me help you up." She says moving to my side, wrapping a towel around me as she helps me onto my one foot and out of the shower stall. She helps me dry and dress in a Henley shirt and another pair of yoga pants and then stops, brushing my hair as I brush my teeth. Seems Liam made sure everything was prepared for me. You know for a man that claims I'm not his, I can only guess that meant his mate, hes gone through an awful lot of trouble. Look at that my eyes and apparently scent saving my ass this time. I just need to be out of here before he figures out I'm actually not. Would love to hear some feedback, drum up interest and the like. If you would like to be tagged let me know and I'll figure it out. This is the first story I will have posted outside of a challenge. THANK YOU FOR ANY SUPPORT! -Shannon Stice (Bloodwoman)

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