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shadowsandkingdom · 7 months
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My favorite disguise to take on is that of a Glaceon. Thus, I am a catman.
Diamond, however, disagrees, and says that Glaceon is a fox. (It is a cat.)
Help us settle this.
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fandomwandererer · 3 months
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Mirror dp (maybe dpx mirror dc)
Heavily inspired by the brilliant series cirque de triomphe which is an earth 3/mirror world au, and the dpxdc parts will be with that version of mirror dc
But basically the idea is every hero is a vilian and vice versa. Normal peoples moralities are more or less unchanged.
To me, this version of danny would have gone insane inside the portal, and came out wanting to hurt people as bad as he was. He's able to hide that he is dead still, but he basically uses his time as fenton just planning a new way to make everyone else feel this terrible burning pain he feels.
Vlad is not particularly obsessed with maddie, but still obsessed with danny ( he thinks he can redeem danny)
Many of the various ghosts that invade are there bc they sense a disturbance of ectoplasm hurting people, and it reminds them too much of their first deaths to leave it be.
The giw and Fentons are just slightly more ethical and a good bit more open to accepting new evidence. When plasmius and skulker ask them for a way to stop the wraiths wrath, they change their minds on all ghosts are evil, bc plasmids looks so genuinely distraught at the prospect. - bc they are sorta villians, I'm sorta flipping there morality
I don't know what Val is gonna be like in this. Possibly contacted by plasmius to help fight danny, but then discovers his identity and does an 'I can fix him' only to get brutally murdered by danny and comes back as a similarly insane ghost
The dragon Prince dude is gonna be on the run after his sisters hostile takeover.
Clockwork is basically the same except he actively enjoy watching peeps suffer. Dan is a version of danny driven sane who attacks and fuses cores with his one time allies, the tyrant rulers Pandora and frostbite. Clockwork interferes bc their is a lot less suffering and he wants his angst back thank you.
Dpxdc under read more.
If this is a cirque de triomphe dc fusion, danny never joins the society bc he's too busy tormenting his town and being locked away again.
Vlad uses his company and ghostly wiles to undermine Wayne industries subtly, and is .. remarkably resistant to assignation attempts. Its one of the last of grayson talons missions, and infact becomes something of a tradition. When Bruce thinks they are fully trained, talon is sent to assaniate vlad masters, they always fail, but its a good test of how well they work.
Vlad made friends with both the insider and lex separately. The insider by sending them an anti possession blueprint( which is eventually made and given to Billy and any other marvels) and lex by being at a lex Corp business event in metropolis when ultraman attacks and massively helping lexs emergency engineering session
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Breaking!
In DC's July solicits released just hours ago we have confirmation of a new Doom Patrol Appearance in (at the very least) the cover of Absolute Power: Task Force VII (vol 1) #2 - a tie in to the Absolute Power event happening that month. The cover features DP veterans Niles Caulder, Rita Farr, and Larry Trainer in addition to new recruits Beast Girl and the Degenerate. The issue will be written by John Layman (Chew) with artist Max Raynor (Batman/Superman, Detective Comics). As far as I'm aware this is the duo's first time handling the DP. The issue will be released on July 24. The solicit for the issue is below
A hostile takeover is in store for the citizens of Atlantis on July 24, as Absolute Power: Task Force VII #2 introduces the Amazo robot known as Depth Charge. Depth Charge has stolen not only Aquaman's powers, but his throne, and the Atlantean populace must either toe the line or risk having their powers taken as well. It falls to Mera and the rest of the Aqua-Family to launch a revolution without being discovered in this exciting issue by writer John Layman and artist Max Raynor.
The team is not explicitly mentioned in the solicit nor any of the other solicits but given their appearance on the cover, I'm assuming they'll appear in the issue and potentially elsewhere in the event.
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synvewor · 2 years
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neko-shinigxmi · 5 years
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DEADPOOL!!!!! You chatterbox!!! What was your first date with Rachel?? And tell me some things you love about them!!!!
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   “And look at you, you purple-people eater!! Lookin’ GREAT, as always! Anyways, q-n-a time!
   “First date...oh man. Depends on what you’d view as “date” cause we had some fun times before the dating times and it makes things so confusion on the relationship scale of the outer world, while still so convenient for me. It’s like my chaos was understood and put into a relationship and you know what? I value that, I really do. Where was I? Right! Dating!
   “So if you wanna look at it one way... I took them out once when we were more “lovers” and less “partners-in-romantic-crime”. It was a movie date to some action flick I knew nothing about- and neither did they- and it actually turned out pretty good? We both got into it! Which was a shame, cause I was hoping to get frisky in the theater, but it was kinda worth it for how excited they were after, when we were leaving.      “And I still got some in the back of the car I stol- Rented..... Might’ve borrowed. The details. So blurry...
   “Anyways. If we go for more feelsy, oh-I-have-emotions one... I’d count the late-night cafe-bar we went to. Some place dark so nobody had to see my face, a place where I could drink a bit and they could eat up... Have a nice time without the drama and fighting my life tends to drag with it. And it was nice. Crashing at Rach’s place at the time, so. Went home with ‘em and we watched a movie, then went to bed for cuddles and fell asleep like that.
   “Still hadn’t confessed at the time, but hey. I was taking big enough steps as is. I count it!”
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turquoisephoenix · 4 years
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What’s A Little Galaxy-Wide Destruction Between Friends? - Chapter 2
Chapter 1
Five days after saving the galaxy from the Deplanetizer, Elaris is greeted by an old friend, who wishes to talk to her, vent a little, and give her life advice. Unfortunately for her, her old friend also happens to be a freshly transformed robot version of a dangerous criminal madman that everyone believed was dead. Elaris & Dr. Nefarious friendship Characters: Elaris, Dr. Nefarious, Lawrence, Qwark (mentioned) ————————————————
Author's Notes: I also mainly wrote this to write down a headcanon I had for why Dr. Nefarious wanted to blow up Umbris as his main plan in the movie, when a galaxy-wide explosion leading up to "just" city-wide takeovers and roboticization kinda seems like a downgrade on the evil scale. Plus at the end of the day, Nefarious kinda is a goofy idiot in addition to being an evil mastermind.  
Also because Elaris is a gamer and we stan a gaming legend.
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Three weeks had passed since the incident on Umbris and Elaris couldn't be happier.
The weapons technician was grinning from ear to ear as she entered her workplace, practically bouncing on her heels as the events of today's meeting still making her giddy. She set down a bunch of cardboard boxes she was holding down on an empty table and pumped her fists in the air. A scream of joy filled the air.
At last! She was moving out of the broom closet and getting a proper laboratory! They finally listened to her! No more bottles of cleanser and pails of dirty water! No more having to say "excuse me" and awkwardly shove past the janitor to get to her office! No more terrible smells!
At first the process was as slow as it always was - everyone kept pushing back her appeals because they kept saying they had more pressing matters to attend to, where would we find the space, surely this could wait when we just saved the galaxy, Qwark has another book signing today - but then she did something that they didn't expect from a passive nerd like her. Elaris dug in her heels and let herself get a little angry about this issue. She'd raise her voice a little bit, she demanded a little more respect, until finally the group listened.
In other words, she channeled a bit of her inner Dr. Nefarious.
But just a little bit. The part of him that didn't want to murder anybody.
Elaris looked at the corkboard in her office with Dr. Nefarious's photo still pinned to it, where the perfectly happy and organic Nefarious smiled with the blissful unawareness of what would happen to him after that picture was taken. She couldn't help but smile back, even though the person in the photograph tried to blow up the galaxy - with her in it - last month.
She really did have that weird dream meeting with Dr. Nefarious to thank. As the days went by, she started to see that one incident with the robot version of Dr. Nefarious sneaking on her spaceship and coaching her on her job as less of a thing that happened and more like a vision. A spiritual calling if you will.
Sure, it felt real. And for a while, she earnestly believed that it was real. But as the days went by and as her brain thought about it for a little while longer, Elaris began to rationalize to herself that no, it didn't happen and her patrol shift near Umbris was so boring that she fell asleep and had a strange nightmare of a screaming zombie robot telling her to quit her job.
Which is why she wasn't worried about the notification from a "DrN42" popping up on her account after she started an online session of Resistance: Fall of Blarg after her shift.
Apparently they were already friends and their last online activity was years ago, but it was an older game so she thought nothing of it. She accepted and settled into her chair, also thinking nothing of it when the voice chat booted on. She cracked open a can of Nanotech Gamer Fuel Cola ("the drink of true 133ts!" as it said on the side) and adjusted her headset.
"What's up, DrN42." she said into the microphone, in the tone of voice she used for livestreams.
"Testing...testing..."
Elaris made a tiny yell and jumped, her can of Cola flying out of her hand and crashing onto the floor.
Yes, there was no denying it. The voice on the other end of voice chat was Dr. Nefarious. The Dr. Nefarious that was supposed to be dead. The Dr. Nefarious that was supposed to be a figment of her imagination.
Immediately she remembered why the username was still on her friend's list - before he quit the Galactic Rangers, Elaris would try to get him to blow off a little steam by playing a couple online matches, usually after he got into another shouting match with Captain Qwark. She remembered days where both of them were standing side by side in the crowded broom closet, their shoulders touching as they were both in The Zone...
She shook that memory away before she dwelled too hard on it, her face flushing. She hated how much she missed the company of a criminal mad scientist.
That also meant she didn't just imagine that one meeting back on her spaceship. The weird robot in her dream that was yelling to a Lawrence over a cellphone and breathing like he still had a pair of lungs was real and now he was playing an online game with his old work username. Her mind reeled at the revelation.
"I heard a yelp so speakers seem to be working..." he said calmly, snapping her back into reality.
"How...." she stopped herself. "Okay, seriously, what are you even doing?" Her brain was still trying to play catch-up with what was going on. She fought to calm herself down - it's not like he could physically threaten her over an online game or anything after all - as a harsh metallic voice filtered through her speakers.
"I ran into a bit of inventor's block. Managed to get the wi-fi working from the crash site and worked my way there." he explained evenly. She couldn't see, but back on Umbris, he was currently sitting in a chair made out of stolen spaceship parts and twiddling a small wrench in-between two claws as he gently tweaked the sensitivity of his game controller, which was a Frankensteinian chimera of scrap metal and loose wires sitting in his lap.
Behind him, Lawrence was silently dusting. Lawrence didn't want to play, which was fine for Nefarious, because he didn't want to construct a second controller.
"You..." Elaris was still having a hard time making sentences work.
"If you must know, if you take about five repair droids and rip the wiring and chips out of their miserable carcasses, you can cobble together a working game controller out of them." his voice remained calm and at a normal speaking volume, but running underneath it was a seething undercurrent of hatred. "All you really need is some soldering materials and a small screwdriver."
"This is insane." she said, stating the obvious.
"I get that a lot, yes." he continued. Lawrence made a quiet amused noise under his breath but Nefarious wasn't paying attention. "It takes an additional two repair droids for the headset-"
"What if I tell the Galactic Rangers that you're still alive?" she blurted out suddenly, the words falling out of her mouth. She immediately clapped her hands over her mouth in an act of instant regret, but Nefarious didn't seem phased.
"Then you'd have to explain to them how you'd know this information, Elaris." he answered. Even though she could only hear his voice, she could just feel the smug smile crossing his metallic face. "And wouldn't that be an awkward conversation to your fellow galactic heroes?"
Crud, Elaris thought to herself. No wonder he was so calm.
"I'm also using a frequency jammer so don't try tracing my connection back to me. One of the first things I learned during my untimely stay in a prison cell was how to leech wi-fi and go completely undetected..!" he said with a sinister voice, his words taking on such an evil tone that didn't betray the fact that the main reason he learned how to leech wi-fi was because he didn't want to miss any seasonal events in League of Legendaries and wanted to keep his place in the top PVP DPS lists.
"Are you going to use this as blackmail?" she said in a tinier voice than she meant to.
"N-No?" he said incredulously, taken aback. The way he said it instantly defused most of the tension hanging in the air. He sounded almost hurt, of all things. "Calm down, Elaris. I just want to play Resistance and I just happened to see you online. What kind of person do you take me for?"
'Someone who's backstabbed everyone he's ever worked for?' flashed through her mind and while she didn't say it out loud, Nefarious could practically read her mind from the long silence that followed, which caused him to clear his cybernetic throat in embarrassment. There he goes doing the non-robot things again. At least he was consistent.
"I just want to play one online match. You know...for old time's sake. After that, I'll disappear. What do you say?"
She wasn't sure what made her say yes. Was it something in the tone of his voice? Was it curiosity? Or did she believe this was another weird dream, similar to the previous weird dream back when she was patrolling Umbris?
'Stupidity, probably' she thought to herself as DrN42's character loaded into the waiting room. She did the wave emote. In response, DrN42 shuddered a bit and then started walking into a wall. She heard grumbles of annoyance and the angry hammering of buttons as DrN42's attempt at emoting proved disastrous. He managed to get the dance emote working before he sank into the decorative pool that was in the training area map and drowned.
"Are you having any problems there, buddy?" she asked as he respawned and then proceeded to get his character wedged between two bushes. The hammering of buttons continued echoing into her ears.
"Ever had all of your fingers surgically removed and replaced with sharp, clumsy metal claws meant for rending organic flesh and not much beyond that?"
"No?"
"Well....that makes one of us...." he said glumly as his character lurched forward right into another wall. He controlled like someone who never played a video game in his life. He found the fire button and his character started shooting wildly into the air.
"Did you even practice beforehand?" she said in amusement, watching him figure out the controls.
"N-no...." he admitted sheepishly. His character fell into the pool again. "I'll say I have bad lag!"
"Well, too late for any regrets because our match is starting." She warned him, her eyes locked on the countdown clicking down on the HUD. A smile of amusement crossed her lips. This was going to be a virtual trainwreck and she was ready for it.
"Wh-what-"
Before Dr. Nefarious could finish his weak protest, they were both immediately loaded into bleak post apocalyptic ruins. Shades of brown and toppled skyscrapers surrounded them from all directions. Elaris adjusted her headset like a grizzled war veteran as the heavy metal soundtrack of Fall of Blarg flooded the broom closet.
To say that Nefarious "sucked" at this game was an understatement, and possibly an insult to creatures that sucked things for nutrients. Nefarious was so bad at this game that Elaris wondered if there was a correlation between his sudden drop in gaming skill and his unwanted transformation, and made sure to make a mental note to never turn into a robot. He played worse than someone who intentionally played bad for cheap clicks on YouTube, and that was saying something. Elaris was positive was one of his deaths was because he accidentally shot himself in the face with his own weapon, and she didn't even think that was possible in Fall of Blarg.
"Wow buddy, you're kinda bad at this game!" Elaris said as she killed the soldier that was camping on Dr. Nefarious's body and keeping him from respawning.
"SHUT UP, I'M REALLY RUSTY!" was his response.
Elaris couldn't help herself. She was on the battlefield of Resistance: Fall of Blarg - a game where she livestreamed with the Galaxy's greatest champions, a game where she ruled with an iron fist as Queen. He was in her domain now and not even his new robot form could protect him from her fury.
"Oh no, are you already getting rust?" she mocked playfully.
"NOT HELPING!"
"I could suggest some derusting agents, I know you're new to the whole robot thi-"
"WHAT WAS THAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU, MY HEADSET'S ACTING UP!"
Elaris broke out into a fit of laughter, which caused Nefarious to nervously chuckle on his end. She couldn't help it - as absurd as this situation was, she was having a lot of fun. Not even with the wild difference in skill level between her and her partner did her foes stand a chance. She was in Gamer Mode and nothing can stop her now.
One online match became three. Then five. Then nine. Every match, Elaris carried them to victory. While she did enjoy playing babysitter to a wildly flailing partner that drew enemy fire, Dr. Nefarious was a fast learner and actually figured out how to not suck and die on the battlefield. By the fifth match, some of his old Galactic Ranger skill began to come back and soon he was able to pick off one or two kills himself. Still not as good as Elaris, the Iron Queen of Resistance, but at least he wasn't so much of a dead weight anymore.
And honestly, she was having the best gaming session in months. She missed having a gaming partner. In this brief happy moment of leeching company wi-fi to keep her own Internet bill down, Elaris forgot she was playing video games with a scary robot monster that once pointed a giant space station sized weapon at Umbris and tried to blow up the entire galaxy.
'Umbris...'
The exhilarating rush of video games soon gave way to curiosity. Elaris checked the clock. She had been gaming with a bloodthirsty madman for a solid hour now. Normally she was out of Galactic Ranger Headquarters much earlier than this, even during days where she hung back to fix a few bugs on overtime. Now, she wanted to use the voice chat to its full advantage rather than blast enemy soldiers.
"Hey Nef." she said, setting their group to private and cancelling their next match.
"Hrm?"
Elaris looked around. She checked behind her to make sure there was no one walking down the hallway of HQ and then, after a brief hesitation, she lowered her voice and asked the question that was burning on the back of her head, even though she was dreading the actual answer.
"Why did you want to blow up Umbris and kill everyone?"
There was a quick cackle of disbelief - a sudden, pointed "HAH!" - over the other end.
"Where did everyone in the Solana Galaxy get this idea? How is blowing up Umbris going to kill everyone? Umbris is an uninhibited wasteland where Qwark has his stupid training base for squishy meatheads! I thought my motive would be crystal clear in me targeting that worthless mudball of a planet! No one would miss it!"
"W-what..." Elaris uttered in disbelief as her team partner suddenly broke into a rant befitting of a true gamer.
"Don't think I don't read the news! I've been seeing the propaganda from both Qwark's autobiography and that holovid that I was planning to "wipe out everything". Why would I wipe out everything? There's no one to gloat to when you wipe out everything! What did everyone think I was going to do - go to the Bogon Galaxy and march up to the doors of Megacorp like "guess who has six fingers and blew up billions of people"?"
He drew in a breath to calm himself; yelling at Elaris didn't feel nearly as good as yelling at Qwark or at some weird Lombax kid. "I swear you try to atomize one city in a fit of rage and everyone thinks you're a genocidal maniac." he added at last.
She thought back about the Deplanetizer and the holovid made in honor of the heroics of Ratchet and Captain Qwark. They added a couple scenes for Dr. Nefarious about how he was going to reduce the Solana Galaxy into space dust. The planets were perfectly aligning and Umbris has an unstable core - it just made sense that he would've planned this all out.
"Whoa whoa whoa, you mean to tell me that you set up the Deplanetizer to blow up a planet with an unstable core - a move that would've set off a chain reaction and wiped out everything in the galaxy including yourself - entirely by accident?"
"Yes!" he said instantly. There was then an awkward pause as his brain caught up to him. "...wait that would've actually destroyed the galaxy...?"
"Yes! Yes that would've destroyed all the other planets!" she barked back, a little louder than her normal speaking tone.
He went silent for a long period of time, a disconcerting period of time that made Elaris wonder if he lost connection.
Finally he spoke, and his voice was suddenly really quiet.
"I didn't know that..." he admitted.
"WHAAAAAT?!" she screamed.
She couldn't help herself. Anger was flooding her senses and clouding her thoughts. Maybe it was the heat of the online battlefield but she did not like the idea that Nefarious almost killed her - not because he wanted to! She accepted the idea that he had devolved into a bloodthirsty killer at this point! - but because he didn't know a goddamn thing about geology.
"Wait but that means you would've died too..." he added as his brain put the pieces together.
"YES! YES I WOULD'VE DIED, YOU IDIOT!"
He didn't answer, but his embarrassed silence really said it all.
"I swear do you actually spend longer than fifteen minutes thinking your plans through!?" Elaris said, her voice raising in volume until it became a harsh, almost Nefarious-like yell.
"Wow Elaris, you're getting really mad at that game! Is your teammate a total noob or something?" Ratchet called from the hallway. He had caught the last thing that Elaris had said as he was walking by, a doughnut still hovering near his mouth. Ratchet was usually one of the last people to leave Galactic Headquarters on account of all the extra-curricular training he liked doing.
"Yes! Yes, he's very much a total noob! He's normally much smarter than this but he nearly went and got everyone killed!" Elaris yelled back, gesturing vaguely at the screen where both her and DrN42's characters were staring at a poorly-textured wall.
There was a mild chuckle from the Lombax. "Okay Elaris, talk to you later!" and with a quick wave of a hand and a Lombax tail, he was gone.
Another awkward silence descended between them as Elaris fought to get her emotions back under control. It felt weird being the angry one. She was so used to being the calm, collected nerd next to the angry, raging nerd back when the two of them worked together as the Nerd Herd. She was used to being the one that would calm Nefarious down, not the other way around, and her gaming partner on the other end knew it from the way he hesitantly tried to help.
"Are you okay there, Ellie?"
Ellie. Like a needle puncturing a balloon, all of her fury drained out of her body when she heard that nickname. It had been years since she last heard anyone call her that pet name, the name she said her grandma used to call her one day while she and Nefarious were trying to fix the ammo capacity of the Bomb Glove, and just the tiniest act of him remembering it calmed her down. Her shoulders sagged.
"I swear you can be so stupid sometimes!" she said, but there was no fire behind her words anymore.
"Okay okay...so I made a rookie mistake!" he said with a chuckle. Was he humoring her? Was the killer robot actually trying to make her feel better? Why? "Next time I'll plan better! The best part about being a supervillain is that you can always try, try again until the heroes lose!"
"How did you make it all the way through med school and then build the blueprints for a giant space station armed with a planet-destroying laser without knowing a single thing about astrogeology?" Elaris said, her face resting in one of her palms.
"How was I to know planets had different cores?"
"That's something you learn in the fifth grade!"
"I never did really pay attention to geology in school..."
Despite that, Elaris felt better. Even though it still kinda stung that she almost died because Mr. Loose Cannon didn't think too hard on the consequences of his own actions, thinking about the previous game sessions brought her happy mood back. She found herself smiling again. He may have allied himself with Chairman Drek and nearly killed them all, but deep down he was the intelligent yet idiotic nerd that she shared a broom closet with, and that brightened her mood in a strange, confusing way.
"Sorry for yelling at you, Nef. I did have a great time!"
"I did too!" he shouted back, his mood immediately bouncing back now that Elaris was happy again. The Galactic Ranger decided not to think too hard on the fact that Nefarious seemed genuinely concerned for her. This situation was already weird enough as is.
"Well, I gotta go now, but thank you for talking to me back on Umbris. I wouldn't be moving out of the broom closet and into an actual laboratory if it wasn't for you!" When he didn't immediately reply back, only giving her a stunned silence in return, she didn't even wait for an answer when she turned off the game. Satisfied, Elaris finally removed the headset and ran a hand across her head. It really was time she got back to her apartment. Leftover ravioli didn't eat itself.
She got up from her chair, took one step, and immediately heard the sad, fizzy squish of her foot colliding with a cola puddle that had been laying there for a solid hour.
Elaris sighed in mild disappointment. She couldn't leave yet.
"I spent two bolts on that soda too..."
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"Did you have fun, sir?"
Dr. Nefarious looked up at Lawrence as he fiddled with his eldritch abomination of a gamer rig, his claws entangled in some loose hanging wires and a wide, childish grin on his skeletal face. His handcrafted gamer PC made from Deplanetizer guts and some repair bots was like a new pet to him, and he cherished it as such.
"Did you see us, Lawrence!? We won every match! We annihilated everyone that stood in our way! No one could get past our defenses!" he shouted with all the giddy excitement of a grade schooler. He was gesturing wildly, communicating as much with his arms and hand movements as his face, and from the way he was wrapped up in his PC wires, it was a miracle he didn't strangle himself or trip over.
"Masterful work. I can see why you're so popular with the ladies." Lawrence quipped, sounding about as excited as someone filing paperwork at the DMV.
"And then she told me she actually took my advice and then thanked me for it! She listened to me! You remember, back when I first became a robot! She listened!"
"I think she likes you, sir."
"I think she does! Isn't that wonderful, Lawrence!?" he practically screamed.
This would've been a happy moment, and indeed the mad scientist could feel a warm, fuzzy feeling spread through the circuits in his chest as his mechanical heart fluttered, thinking about his old science partner, if Lawrence didn't immediately chime in with a curt "So why didn't you ask for any of Captain Qwark's patrol schedules or passwords from her again?", ruining the moment instantly.
The warm happy feeling went cold. The excitement bled out of him.
Oh right. The real reason why he logged onto Resistance: Fall of Blarg around the exact same time as Elaris. The reason that Elaris had almost guessed before they ended up just fooling around in an online video game. His diabolical revenge scheme that he had cooked up after he realized that he and Elaris still had each other friended. His fullproof plan that would lead to Qwark's demise.
Dr. Nefarious sucked in a breath and dragged a hand slowly across his face, suddenly feeling very tired.
"Oh..."
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snedic · 4 years
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As far as I know there’s three dp events that happen EVERY year: the holiday truce, the may prompt-a-day calendar (it’s been done as both dannymay and phanniemay, think it’s the former from here on out), and ectober week. Other than that, things just pop up when someone wants to spread the word and run it! It’s really fun, and I’ve seen some really cool ones this way
“...  Oh and the dannypocalypse, but that’s a shitpost takeover, not a traditional write & draw (& cosplay & music & craft & whatever else you do!) thing“
Ohh thank you!! I wasn’t sure if Phanniemay was continuing this year but I hope it does per usual. This is good to know that these are the three main!
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todaysdocument · 5 years
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“Secretary Alphonso Jackson on visit to Dallas, Texas,” 4/15/2004
File Unit: 207-DP-8839 - Secretary Alphonso Jackson on visit to Dallas, Texas, 4/15/2004 - 4/16/2004. Series: Photographs Documenting the Secretary's Headquarters and Field Activities, and Agency Officials and Events, 2001 - 2014. Record Group 207: General Records of the Department of Housing and Urban Development, 1931 - 2003.
Submitted anonymously to our Citizen Archivist Takeover.
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DAVEPETA: B33 < since when has dave had an askblog?
DAVEPETA: B33 < eh whatefur, mine now, sucker
(HUMANSTUCK DAVEPETA TAKEOVER!! THANKS FOR 100+ FOLLOWS)
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bohemianscribe · 3 years
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NO PUNISHMENT FOR KHASHOGGI  MURDER NO SURPRISE 
It comes as no surprise that the Biden Adminstration is letting Saudi Arabia off the hook for killing Khashoggi.  After all the Saudis have never been held to account for their undeniable role in 9/11.  A whole generation now has no memory of 9/11. Meanwhile the Saudis are plotting what to do to us what 9/11 did not, with Islamist propaganda, “Islamic studies departments,” fundamentalist (militant) Wahabbist mosques.
 Perhaps the most despicable of the American traitors who curry favour with the Saudis are the lawyers and lobbying firms that the Saudis have retained to fight the lawsuits of the 9/11 families, both in the Congress and in Court.  These include the PODESTA GROUP, BRG Group, BROWNSTEIN Hyatt Farber Schreck, KING & Spalding, SQUIRE Patton Boggs, HOLHT Group, FLYWHEEL Government Solutions, and the MSL Group.  While most Americans will never have to deal with any of these firms, it still serves us well to know the identities of those organizations and individuals especially when, as in the case of the Brownstein group, the firm is a major political player who has hosted major Colorado political (primarily Republican) events….
  https://www.amazon.com/Stealth-Saudi-Arabian-Takeover-America/dp/1077913680/ref=sr_1_2?keywords=the+stealth+saudi+arabian+takeover+of+america&qid=1562347229&s=gateway&sr=8-2
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shadowsandkingdom · 7 months
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I hate you. I hate all of you. I hate every single one of you. It's a fucking cat.
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Who was Helen Kim?
Most of the readers of this blog should know by now that Helen Kim was the Dean of Ewha University and the one who sent Young Oon Kim to investigate Moon in the early years of the church. This is also confirmed in the official church narrative. But there is much more to the story that needs to be filled in to actually get a clear picture about the origins of the Unification church. The following Amazon link and the excerpt provided is from a book written recently about these events by a Korean patriot. I've included her note on authenticity because it describes the process by which actual historical accounts are accurately approximated in our modern world, unfortunately. Enjoy, Frank F
https://www.amazon.com/Kill-Tiger-Memoir-Korea/dp/159020266X
To Kill a Tiger
A Memoir of Korea
By Jid Lee
A NOTE ON AUTHENTICITY
While I tried to be as accurate as possible in my recounting of historical events, I added some fiction to the personal lives of the people affected by these events. 
The names of the characters, too, except those of well-known historical figures, were changed, and some of the facts, including the contents and dates of the incidents in their lives, were altered to acommodate the narrative integrity and consistency. That history is fiction is a cliche, and trying to explain why I attempted to fill in the blanks in modern Korean history with the information I gathered on my own would be a waste of time. The truth was intentionally cast out of the official version to be replaced by lies and propaganda, so the only way to arrive at the truth again is an exercise of disciplined imagination, and this I tried to do.
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As I grew old enough to challenge him, Father would curse me, "Those feminist bitches you imitate! They're nothing but a pack of dogs for the Yankee bastards! They're in cahoots with the right-wing hounds who do witch-hunting for their American owners."
For Father and other Korean men of his generation, progressiveness and socialist ideals did not connect with a feminist agenda the way they often have in other countries. Father was being a traditional man, a model of a stoic Korean husband, trained not to show affection for his wife. His daily sexist behaviors were anything but deliberate. But Father did believe Korean feminists were, in a way, traitors.
When I was growing up in the sixties, the voices of Korean feminists were only just starting to be heard. I knew nothing of these women's existence except through the famous names mentioned by the adults around me. Mother repeated to me what Father had told her about the history of the women's movement in South Korea, and I was able to trace his words back to where they came from. I found myself not only understanding but also sympathizing with him.
As a small, determined army of women who arrived in the arms of the right-wing dictator and his American champion, the first-generation South Korean feminists, exactly like their male counterparts, had no power base among the female masses. They were a privileged few, a select number of well-educated, English-speaking elite, alienated from the needs of the majority of Korean women. As part of Syngman Rhee's constituents, they took over the mainstream women's movement in South Korea in the forties and fifties, governing its center through the sixties and well into the seventies.
"The socialist feminists fought to keep Korea for Korean women, while the right-wing feminists served American interests," Mother explained. "The former made the women's movement accord with the people's wishes, but the latter betrayed the masses to promote their own agenda, catering to the Americans' anticommunism and playing direct or indirect roles in destroying the socialist grassroots republic. Like the socialist men, the socialist women lost power and some of them had to flee to North Korea, where they probably suffered the same fate as their male comrades. As you know, my sister was one of those socialist feminists. She went to North Korea with my socialist brother."
Father was embittered against the early feminists in South Korea for other reasons as well. They espoused beliefs in direct contradiction to deeply ingrained Confucian ideology, disrupting time-honored traditions made possible partly by keeping men and women in separate places. There was a personal reason he disliked them, too. The feminists reminded him of Grandfather's illegitimate wife, the liberated woman with a feminist lifestyle who took his father away from his mother, as I was to find out shortly, when I was in middle school. But the primary reason for his aversion to the feminists was political.
"It is unfortunate -- and tragic -- that the socialist feminists were wiped out be the right-wing camp," Mother said. "But history is made by contradictions, and sometimes by violent contradictions. The right-wing feminists had to be lackeys for Uncle Sam in order to be pioneers for women. To establish their democracy, they betrayed everyone's democracy. By riding on the American side, they brought American women's feminism to Korea. America is the hub of global feminism, and without the models established by American women, Korean women wouldn't have had much guidance."
Despite what they did wrong, the right-wing feminists deserve credit for what they did for Korean women. They created Ewha University, the first institution of women's higher education in Korea, and one of the leading women's universities to this day. Analogous to Radcliffe or Smith in America, Ewha University, founded in 1886, was the first pioneering institution of women's higher education in Korea. Initially, it was started as a small school-house for girls by a Methodist missionary woman from Ohio, but in 1946 it became a university with several subsidiary schools. Since, it has blossomed into the world's largest university for women and one of the centers of the women's movement in Asia.
It's first president, Helen Kim, was a devout Christian right-wing feminist whose alliance with right-wing dictators in South Korea invoked intense ambivalence among socialist men of Father's generation. As one of the handful of the early feminists who fought to replace age-old Confucian ideology with newly imported Christianity, Kim did not hesitate to place herself in the hands of Americans and the Korean toadies conspiring with them. Although Christianity, too, was a patriarchal religion, it seemed to be a creed relatively kinder to women than traditional Yi Dynasty norms. Judeo-Christian countries, for instance, enforced monogamy at least by law, while Confucian countries practiced legally sanctioned, one-sided polygamy for men. For this difference alone, Christianity was worth fighting for.
To this day, I remember the chapter in her autobiography in which Helen Kim proudly recalls the party she organized for American army officers during the Korean War. To boost the morale of soldiers fighting to preserve "democracy" in another country, she called in the teachers' pets at Ewha to pair them with the officers. I was disturbed by the absolute certainty with which she described her party.
"She claimed she just wanted to comfort the soldiers far away from home," one of the feminist professors at my university, who knew all about Kim's life as an educator, said in class. "But there was a rumor that the pary didn't end where it should have. Some people heard that some of the students and officers went further than expected, going out on regular dates and making frequent, possibly sexual, contact. 'She doesn't think there are enough whores and prostitutes in this country right now,' people whispered in anger. 'She thinks we need more, and she's the chancellor of a university dedicated to promote women's rights and equality.'" The professor paused to control her rising voice. "Regardless of the hearsay, Kim's party was morally reprehensible. Given that it was wartime, when the GIs' prostitutes filled the U.S. army base in the night, she should have abstained from anything that would reinforce the fallen image of Korean women. The selected Ewha students weren't poor, starving prostitutes, but in terms of the role they played for the army officers, they were members of a conquered race eager to please the conqueror. 
They were high-class one-night geisha, bluntly speaking, who were picked to serve the soldiers of a superpower. In peaceful times, when a man and a woman of different nationalities can sustain a relationship as equal individuals, such a gathering wouldn't be frowned upon. But in a country where so many of its women were made into playthings for soldiers from a conquering nation, Kim's party was a disgraceful idea, to say the least."
Kim didn't think about the consequences. Knowing that most of the prositutes -- and decent ladies -- who consorted with American military men were left behind in Korea, never sent for by their boyfriends who returned to America, she took the risk of throwing her students into the officers' arms. She wasn't concerned that they might become casualties of the war. The rumor that some of them went further than expected was very possibly groundless, but taking this chance during the war was not only morally questionable but also unpatriotic.
In another chapter of her autobiography, Kim confesses to having pledged an allegiance to Park Chung Hee, the military general who took over Syngman Rhee's dictatorship through a coup d'etat in 1961. With pride, she writes how she was summoned into his office immediately after the takeover and how unfalteringly she promised loyalty to him. As long as she was allowed to keep running Ewha University, she gladly shook hands with the dictator. It is impossible for me even now to shake off the disappointment that taints my admiration for her, admiration I believe she deserves for her ultimate achievement. The name Helen Kim provokes in me the same ambivalence that many people -- men who had good reasons to distrust her, and other feminist women who had doubts about her integrity -- admitted to feeling before and after her death.
But history must be examined with a sense of irony, as Father himself often insisted. Because Helen Kim so willingly made those shady compromises, she was able to keep what was to become the single largest institution of women's education, a haven for millions of Korean women who came after her. Because she spared nothing to preserve her cause, she was able to help rescue half of her country's population from ignominy and servitude. And because she pandered, she could help her fellow women to be free from pandering. Democracy is a strange beast. In my mind, her greatest achievement was to leave the next generation of women the weapons with which they could criticize her. She empowered them to become informed and able to sort right from wrong, and this empowerment may not have been possible without her flattery to the mafia-esque right-wing and their American bosses.
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SCROTUS: So-Called Ruler of the U.S. (Adventures in La-La Land Book 5) - Kindle edition by Jeff Lee. Literature & Fiction Kindle eBooks @ Amazon.com.
SCROTUS: So-Called Ruler of the U.S. (Adventures in La-La Land Book 5) – Kindle edition by Jeff Lee. Literature & Fiction Kindle eBooks @ Amazon.com.
https://www.amazon.com/SCROTUS-So-Called-Ruler-U-S-Adventures-ebook/dp/B07C3HLQNR
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❄, 😘, 🔱, & ♎ for Deadpool!
Romantic Q’s❄️ - What are you and Rachel’s favorite activities to do when it’s winter/cold out?
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   “Ooohh, the winter chill how my skin don’t liketh thee.... But! That’s why I have a cuddle-bunny and plenty of blankets. Goddamn, I’m so glad I picked the babe who understands my needs for cozy, warmth-keeping blankets...anyways!
   “Snowball fights are always a go-to activity. So is getting some hot food, a few hot-drink classics (hot chocolate with all the good stuff; sometimes I get them to have a sip of hot, sweet, alcomaholics), aaaannndd cuddles on the couch with either a good movie or Hallmark. They’re cringy, but oh, so delightful...
   “Romps here and there where inappropiate, of course. Skin on skin contact to keep warm...in our apartment. With a heater. But shhhh, my logic is sound.”
😘 - How often do you like to smooch them?
   “If it were possible to safely smooch someone’s face off, I would. But since that sounds like a B-ranked horror film at best... I will go for Every Time I Can Without Scaring the General Public With My Burnt Pepperoni Face for 600, Jeeves!”
🔱 - What’s their favorite beach activity?
   “Playing in the water, digging holes, finding shells and those crab-things, and also soaking up sun. Which I agree with wholeheartedly, but we also both agree that the beach sucks because of the sand... Not to sound like a Sci-Fi guy flirting terribly, but it gets everywhere. Why do I have sand there? Don’t know, but it sure is there now.”
♎️ - Do they act very similar to their zodiac sign?
   “Yes...and no? Depends on how you look at it. On one hand, that dedication... Rach has got some serious talent. I just wish they’d believe me when I said it, but they’re stubborn. Which I also am, so, samesies, I guess. Anyways! Work ethic is...a shaky foundation. Cause their work is amazing, but getting started? Focusing on work only? Whoo, it’s...not an easy path. But again, samesies.
   “Though they actually can come off as cold sometimes. I didn’t see that until later, but we met at a good point. Awkward, but we managed something, you know? I got into this space with little fight... Though introducing them to Spidey? The rest of the crew?? So much resting bitch face. Paranoia. Couldn’t handle the group setting and stuff... So easy to misread them as closed off, but Pete’s a good guy; could tell they just weren’t good at the whole social thing.
   “My baby’s troubled, but they’re doing their best and I appreciate it.”
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sunnymegatron · 6 years
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Barak & Sheba: Adventures in Sexuality - Ep 29
Barak and Sheba tell Sunny & Ken how exploring sacred sexuality lead to them opening up a thriving sex-positive community center. They share some of the transformative moments they’ve witnessed in the community they built, tell us everything we need to know about sex conventions including tips for attending your first one, and how they’ve changed the way BDSM is viewed in the Midwest. Ken & Sunny share some embarrassing sex stories & get confused by the English language. More: americansexpodcast.com
Guest Bio
Barak & Sheba are pansexual, polyamorous, married partners who reside in Columbus, Ohio; with some gigantic cats. They are Contributing Authors for Sexis Online Magazine and have written numerous short stories and essays on Polyamory, Kink, and Sacred Sexuality. Traveling around the country, they present classes for Kink, Leather, and Vanilla audiences. On the first Monday of each month, you can hear them talking about all forms of creative sexual expression on BS’ing with Barak & Sheba hosted by the Erotic Awakenings Podcast network. Together they are the founding members and owners of Adventures in Sexuality (AIS), a fun, frolicking, PanPolyBSDM/Kink group in Central Ohio. Through AIS they are Coalition members of the NCSF (National Coalition for Sexual Freedom) are active supporters of The Sexual Assault Response Network of Central Ohio (SARNCO) and the Buckeye Region Anti-Violence Organization (BRAVO). They currently promote Pansexual BDSM Educational Events in Central Ohio – including the Central Ohio Perversion Excursion (C.O.P.E.) and Winter Wickedness.
Episode 29 Topics
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How to Get Laid Using Your Intuition book https://www.amazon.com/How-Laid-Using-Your-Intuition/dp/0692070184/
Rochester Erotic Arts Festival http://www.rochestereroticartfest.org/
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Blood Eternal by S.L. Perrine Breaking the rules has consequences. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07D9WKVN2 In seventy-five years Nunzio has never gotten attached to anyone, not enough to break the law. When he finds Jefferey he can't help himself. He follows him from club to club until he finally takes what he wants, turning him into an eternal lover...but does Jeffery want the same thing? Takeover Schedule (all times are PST): 12:00 -12:30 pm - Vicki Kinnaird 12:30 - 1 pm - Hope Daniels 1:00 - 1:30 pm - Shannon Perrine 1:30 - 2:00 pm - Kay Ellis 2:00 - 2:30 pm - Lily Luchesi 2:30 - 3:00 pm - Piper Kay 3:00 - 3:30 pm - TL Travis 3:30 - 4:00 pm - Raechel Lynn All proceeds will be donated to The Human Rights Campaign www.hrc.org Join the party https://www.facebook.com/events/371472886691531/399459547226198/?notif_t=plan_mall_activity&notif_id=1529764270171955 #loveislove #MMromance #KU #Amazon
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