Footage of my school/cemetery's resident Federal Signal 2001-SRN model siren turning and winding down for the noon test on Wednesday, May 1st, 2024. Everything looks up to standard! She sounds like a dream too. Wish I could've got video of her spinning up and starting her wail, but alas, I am in business class and forgot the test was today.

It’s siren day, I’m hoping it will be a good test. We have 5 minutes to siren.

It is Monday but they didn’t do the noon tornado siren test like they normally do…. this has thrown off my entire day!

Fanart of Faraway Stranger by @gardensnakie!

The sily guy...this AU/fic explores Stranger as a character in a way I haven't seen any other omori fanwork do so far and it's really neat and I love it!!

Thoughts on returning from a hero gala with Bakugou?

The evening was full of shouts and guffaws, pats on his back, hands that shook his in congratulations, and silent challenge, that those hands may surpass him in the future, while he smiled on. Invigorated, by the promise of getting to stand over them once again in the years to come. But as the night went on things died down, and like a true hero Deku was the last to leave, helping staff pick up after the event, and Bakugou, like a true rival, insisted on helping better than him, as a soft drizzle began outside, so that when you said your goodbyes and entered the valet car, the moon was full, and the rain mild, as you drove home, your head on his chest, his hand tangled in yours. The weather in Japan tends to turn cold with a bright and rising sun, ever characteristic of the country. But today it made the leap with cloud and distant thunder, and you tuck yourself further into his chest as you drive through the glistening city.

"You cold?" He grunts the question into your ear, and you shrug, even in the heating of the vehicle and your shivering, and he grunts again and pushes you gently off of him as you protest lightly with a soft whine.

"Aw shut the hell up, it's just for a sec." And it is, you are separated from him for just a moment as he makes quick work of his grey suit jacket, throwing it over your shoulders and scowling as he adjusts it, tugging the lapels over your chest.

"Feel better?" You look into his eyes, scarlet gone wine dark in the frigid evening storm, and his focus on you is something unfamiliar, something that reads like a rough draft of a story you already know the ending to, and you squirm, and avert your gaze, uncomfortable under the intensity.

"I guess," you mutter, and he scoffs a laugh, pulling your head back into him as you sigh, and he places his chin gently over you.

"Next time remind me not to give it to you, ungrateful ass." He's smiling, you feel it in his thumb, where it needles gently at the back of your hand.

"You have a good time?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Was proud to see you up there."

"You fuckin' better be."

"And to see you help clean up, after the fact."

"Was just beating Deku to it."

You squeeze his hand, and he squeezes back, drawing himself closer to you, impossibly. You feel his quickened heartbeat in the grip he has on you, and you squeeze his hand again, to reassure, but his grip stays just as tight.

"Listen."

You hum in question, and you feel it, whatever nitroglycerin like substance produced by his palms stains your own fingerprints. He's breaking out into a sweat, in the frigid early winter air.

"Katsuki?"

A million lights twinkle, they all pass in a blinding blur, as the rain turns to sleet.

"Don't ever let me get soft, you hear me? 'M never not gonna be at the top, so don't let me fucking slack."

You laugh, something soft, and bright, and true. "You'll always be number one to me, Katsuki, slacking or not."

"Not the fucking point." His eyes read of nonfiction, and of fairytale, combined impossibility in the truth of his unwavering gaze. Confidence, that denotes raw honestly. He will never leave you- and he begs this silent, desperate plea: that in this car, and in the words unsaid inbetween puffed breath, you make and honor the same vow. You run your thumb over the back of his hand, and it grows hotter.

"Okay."

The sleet falls, miserable and cold, and his coat keeps you warm, while your ear to his chest does the same for his heart.

I’ve never been ... when it comes to Passion Ask a Lady friend I would say A partner sort of speak in present A love needed in a place Regardless in present mis guidance Stomping out a try for two thousand and almost 23 years a blame applaud to a name Cover thy heads 100 years plus suffrage Minus missed years And now Don’t own bodies He washed the feet of defiled you Why the cause for making ends meet We need to be like them And get the money’s A sticker said He paid for Sins And Kings living I see That’s been a way for 2022 years And no still comeback He never stood still, he walked in missed years most likely further than Roman Empire and like home the other Asian learned how to corral and control in early kingdom states walked first He went back home with messages Crucifix end to tales Thinks every where just like at home Stop being instilled To all and everyone Corporate appall like in Paul Cover your heads now Like you made them It sits in the Bible Us to be better Will bring a second comeback If He is in foot prints, then you must be walking Just like Shadowing mankind for better Seems real to me It’s for the all universe of US Everyone planet Earth Or home Quit standing still waiting Make a walk for a return The whole world of God Not your residential city Small spheres Dots I’m a different • I see life All around me It’s everyday in my awakened occurrence In this experience and passions for as I learn more all things in my present Thank you, my God for my feelings with things perhaps I’m brain inefficient and I just don’t know yet I awake from each day after dreaming thanking for the continued experienced as I keep walking even when I hate it at times Doing my best for an awakening return It would be the Badge Certificate Grade of all people prize, for all mankind The trophy to live hop and bounce around the whole Universe We have all seen if we’ve had travels around the Globe from our home state of affairs, drop of water to an ocean of worldly concerns or at least for a hope return Wait, it all has to come to a nothing, leaders in charge and at their worst To save us What show banks statements Have you bought into but into the investment of present affairs This human chaos Is not Science It’s as walk each day US and the whole watching everything now of World Like a Constitution Religion needs revamped Everything done from here down in my posts are my passions those other blogs too I have to scroll down to 2 tiger to bottom Arts of war in minded present walking Am I sound of mind w/ American Pharmaceutical American TV American Churches American Conglomerate American Politics American Virus’s American Parental’s American Residential American Homeless I’m an American Veteran, bullyied in southern belts and belts of southwest that’s still in wear western style it’s all so saucy like condiments & kinds, I joined military and found all the same likes, ventured in ono and one and found the same there, my life is just made more of the same continues I’ve never been standing still when it comes to passions Science - walking is body beneficial How else to make impressions by your own feet? LIFE A must in experience if not then stay still. No one can make you A whole wide God made Planet we named Earth ourselves and it’s unsafe to move amongst all humans Most likely not as any Universal Power God Would have wanted We humans humanize ourselves in all things and we did then too For further higher human control power It’s all in history books Take a walk and start thinking Like hearing a tornado siren for practice After the other community tornado They just learned Sounding off The horns Listen too: Carmina Burana, by Carl Orff, the ending bit for background music while reading!

HAPPY EL WOOWOO WEDNESDAY

Taking off my tinhat for a second, Dragon Aaravos isn't actually what I want, but it is something that does pace around in the back of my brain, to which I am constantly saying, no it cannot BE.

Replacing the tinhat back on my head, I was watching the episode where Akiyu does her little inkblot storytime, and when the Star sign swirls into the next picture…….I swear it swirls briefly into dragon.

Siren Fin Wings For Animated Wings By SpinningPlumbobs

You need the Animated Wings by by SpinningPlumbobs for these to even show up ingame. Click here to download it if you do not already have it. These are based on the wings The Dazzlings have in Equestria Girls when ponied up. I simply vectored them and made them work with the Animated Wings mod. 27 swatches, all colors are for all ages, split into Toddler/Infant, Child, and Teen+ files like all the original wings are.

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King Arthur Flour is my go-to 1:1 flour replacement, and they have a new line of GF bread and pizza flour that's made with (gluten free) wheat starch; the kicker for me is that while their GF all-purpose and premade cake/bread mixes all have GFCO certification, these two new products do not.

According to their site, they go through the same allergen screening process as their other GF products, but I feel like if they're claiming it meets the FDA standard for >20ppm, having a third party confirm that gives your customers better peace of mind.

I really wanted to try their bread flour mix, but I just dont know how much trust I can put into a mix that contains wheat (even scrubbed wheat) that hasnt been tested externally.

singing the "Don't Click On Content That You Know Will Make You Sad" song again on this fine night

My Hazbin Hotel OC named Ms. Celia, formerly known as Marcella when she was alive. A little animation test with her too and I updated her design a little bit from my previous sketches. :)

Summary: In hell, she was known as a Siren demon who entice and capture lost depressed souls with her music and goes to the hotel with seemingly typical goal of wanting to be better, but truthfully, she wanted to find out why she was sent to hell in the first place as she had lost her memories during the time she died.

History as a human: She was born and raised in Louisiana in a small town. As a child, her mother had taught her how to play the piano and she developed a love for it. She lost her mother when she was a teenager and was stuck with a father who abused her constantly. It didn't help that she was the only child and had no one to turn to. She manages to get a job as a pianist in a club and enjoyed her time there, but hides this job from her father, saying she worked as a waitress in a diner. She died when she was in her early twenties in a swamp, eaten by crocodiles, hence her appearance.

Personality: She is on the quieter side and keeps to herself. She also doesn't smile much, which is the exact opposite of someone like Alastor. But for a demon with her status in hell, she strangely does have a good heart and tries her best to not hurt others and even make them feel better with her music occasionally, albeit by controlling their souls with them like how she would do as a Siren. She dresses modestly in more old fashioned clothes and carries herself with an air of masked snobbish elegance, but warms up whenever someone converses with her more.

A tornado touched down in my town last night :))

And the sirens didn't go off at all (and i don't know if there even was a tornado warning...) because it was a Tuesday and as soon as I heard that my anxiety went 📈📈📈📈📈📈 because

There's a chance that if there was a tornado we could all die because the sirens won't tell us to go hide

We can get tornadoes on Tuesdays

I'm leaving this state bye

this country is takin the piss istg

military planes have been flying over the fucking city center every few days for months now

its legit starting to weird me out

go learn how to fly outside of the damn city idk

musica or whatever