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#things will happen such as vandalism and property damage

idkfitememate · 4 months

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Hello ! I don't know why, but I just had the idea of a raccoon!creator that is in the Fortress of Meropides because he had stole a lot of things. I can easily imagine the trial with humans or hybrids against a raccoon that is just trying to defend itself.

Raccoon!Creator will just be a silly thief who was the first raccoon (and animal) sent to Meropides to serve time in prison because of crimes it committed.

(If you're okay with writing raccoon!creator, can i be the 🦝 anon please ?)

Have a good day and night.

I read your ask and then my first genuine thought was this encounter:

“What did you do?”

“Oh I stole, you?”

“Also stealing.”

“Damn… is that a Raccoon?”

“Oh yeah…”

“Why are they here?”

“…Mass murder, Attempted world domination, Sororicide, Forced lobotomy, Mutilation, Torture, Child abuse, Kidnapping, Vandalism, Stalking, Blackmail, Terrorism, Instigating mass suicide, Worldwide destruction, Incrimination, Brainwashing, Snuff filming, Propaganda, Sabotage…”

“What-“

 “Extortion, Forgery, Gaoling, Defilement, Enslavement, Unlawful imprisonment, Crimes against humanity, Hate crimes, Mass murder, Prostitution, Mutilation, Indecent exposure, Harassment, Crimes against humanity AGAIN, Vandalism, Property damage, Enforced cannibalism, Cannibalism (unintentionally), Shoplifting, Attempted genocide, Terrorism also again, Assault and battery, Breaking and entering, Theft, Fraud, Rape…”

“OKAY WHAT-“

“Torture also also again, Psychological abuse, Incrimination, Blackmail also also also again, Corpse desecration, Mass kidnapping, Treason, Enforced suicide, Hijacking, Animal cruelty, Zoophilia, Extortion, Stalking, Smuggling, Arson, Attempted bribery, Conspiracy…”

“WHAT THE FUCK-“

“Infringement, Attempted global domination, Attempted matricide, Patricide, Graverobbing, War crimes, Trespassing, Embezzlement, Underage/hit-and-run, machinery operation, False imprisonment, Slander, Underage pornography…”

“…”

“… And more…”

“WHAT IN THE ACTUAL HELL-“

(For context I used both Junk Enoshima and Eric Cartman’s crime lists-) Anyway-

I guess I can do silly thief ૮꒰ ˶꒦ິ꒳꒦ິ˶꒱ა-

“I guess you’ll be staying here..?” Wriothesley questioned.

He knew the rules and laws of Fontaine could be… weird, at times, but to enforce them on a Raccoon was… hmm…

It was that trial that all of Fontaine seemed to collectively realize that even the animals of Fontaine followed the rules and laws… huh.

Watching that trail felt like a fever dream. Wriothesley wasn’t one to come to see trials, but upon hearing it was a Raccoon… he had to. And so had everyone else apparently because it was a full house. Also watching a Raccoon defend itself was.. and experiencing.

The Warden genuinely felt like he was having an out of body experience the second the bars closed on Racoon who was glaring up at him. Your eyes bore into his soul in a way none of the other prisoners were able to. It genuinely shook him.

The worst part and most disturbing is what you stole.

You. A Raccoon…

…Stole the fucking Oratrice Mecanique D'analyse Cardinale.

How? They couldn’t figure it out but you did, that was confirmed. Why? No one can speak Raccoon so they didn’t know.

All the male knew was that you were somehow more dangerous than a good majority of the prisoners in the Meropide.

… Dear Archons what would happen when you get loose?.. He didn’t want to know.

Their just a little guy officer ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

Also welcome 🦝 anon! <3

#asks <3 #anon <3 #🦝 anon <3 #Raccoon!Creator

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patchesproblem · 9 months

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A short list of canonical crimes Einsla have committed within their short 90 years of life.

This is a stupid Tumblr post made for fun, so if I get anything wrong sorry.

Assault and Battery (Both)

Murder (Both)

Drugging (Both)

Embezzlement of company funds (Shicksal) (Tesla, however Einstein can be charged with the exact same thing as an accessory since she was aware of it and allowed it to happen. Though if I were to guess she did it too.)

Vandalizing historical monuments (Einstein)

Drunk Driving (Tesla)

Public Intoxication (Tesla)

While faking your death isn't technically illegal, there are crimes that go along with it. Such as insurance fraud, tax evasion, defrauding the government / future lenders, etc. (Both)

Harboring SEVERAL beings of mass destruction (This isn't a crime in itself but it feels like one so it counts)

Allowing a child access to weapons / dangerous environments. In this case Joachim (Welt Yang) (Both)

Throwing Joachim into the trunk without a seat belt or any type of protection / not telling the Taxi driver (Tesla)

Falsifying legal documents (Einstein)

Breaking and Entering (Both)

Sending a nuclear missile after a child (Both)

Kidnapping (Both)

Public property damage (Both)

Property damage in general (Both)

Vandalism (Both)

Unlawful imprisonment (Technically Welt Yang did this but he did it with Einstein telling him to.)

There's 100% more I missed but I'll edit them in if I remember them.

#honkai impact 3rd #frederica nikola tesla #lieserl albert einstein #They've committed almost every single crime known to man kind so there's a lot I'm probably not remembering.#nikolas posts

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zero00o0 · 1 year

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Quiet pt 4

Cw: mcyt g/t, cursing, fear play, (major) horror elements, (major) character injury, blood, (major) angst, (major?) violence

Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 , Chapter 3

// OK, I am sorry for disappearing for so long. I should've said something, but to keep it short and simple bad life stuff happened, I had to get more jobs to keep myself up and just didn't have time for social media. Thankfully I'm really close to finishing school now and these past few days I've gotten sick so it gave me time to finally sit down and finish this. I'm not making any guaranteed future promises but I don't plan on staying away forever. At least until I can finish school and get my shit together properly! I'm so so sorry for staying AWOL for months. Please enjoy ^^ I tried to make it more lengthy than I anticipated to make up for the lost time. //

He’s sure that at some point, in his scrambled hyper-energetic mind, he noticed how fidgety and nervous George had been acting while he was in his shop. He’s sure that, even though he wasn’t centered on his clammy hands or sweat-soaked hairline, there was something in him - may that be human instinct or something more profound - that could tell something wasn’t right.

Because if he hadn’t been sure that everything was okay, would he have stopped frantically mopping the juice staining his floor, to make a call that he surely had no business making, because he felt, 'unusual'?

Who knows. Regardless, it was that feeling-driven phone call he made that led him to speak with the county’s entire police force not even half an hour later, regarding the case of a missing vacationer wanted for vandalism and the destruction of private property.

“Like I said, officer; George didn’t steal or threaten my life or anything like that. He just seemed … off. I don’t know how to put it?” Alex struggled to find his words as he shrugged at the big, burly officer towering above him, arms crossed with black shades covering his eyes.

The man hummed and shifted, standing more upright and increasing his height. “Course he seemed off,” he grumbled sternly, “boy just caused a few thousand dollars of damage. He outta be scared. Once we find him he’ll be working for years trying to pay that off.”

The officer glanced over his shoulder towards where his other officers stood around talking by their cars. Then he leaned down slightly, getting closer to Alex's face. "You better not be bullshitting us, Maldonado. I know your history." The clerk clenched his fingers into a fist behind his back. "Officer, I'm not..." he trailed off, frowning nervously. "I'm not trying to imply anything about... 'it'. I didn't even intend to call you, I was just concerned about George. I thought he was sick and called that lady at the resort to connect me to his friends. That's when I realized he was missing and called you to do the 'right thing'." There was an edge to his voice at the final two words. The officer stood back up straight and just nodded. "And it's good you finally have," He said.

"But officer-" Alex was cut off. "Son, I think it'd in yer best interest to stay out of this one. For yours and my station's own sake. Okay? Don't wanna have to take this place away from you, understand?"

Alex bit his tongue and nodded as the cop returned to his car. He disagreed with the man entirely. The officer clearly hadn’t met George in person or had seen him. It didn’t take years of a lasting friendship for the store clerk to know that a little guy like George couldn’t cause damage like that within the span of a few hours. George probably couldn’t do damage like that in a few days.

The sound of car doors shutting pulled Alex away from his thoughts, and he looked over at the source of the sounds. It was Sapnap and Karl, though they didn’t look as cheery nor as rested as they did the last time they met. It was almost intimidating, the manner of the way they approached Alex. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say Sapnap looked ready to beat somebody up.

“Hey, guys..” Alex greeted, raising a hand to give a small, awkward wave. Karl gave him a small smile and waved back, but Sapnap didn't bother with greetings as he bluntly said, “tell us what actually happened.” Alex frowned with confusion. “What do you mean? I haven’t lied to the cops about anything,” he said carefully. Karl stepped forward, his tone much more gentle than Sapnap’s as he said, “We don’t think you’ve lied about anything but..” He trailed off, “we think that there are some... elements you may have left out.”

Alex half-scoffed, half-gasped as he just slightly inched backward. “What? What could I have possibly left out? You haven’t even heard my story yet,” he exclaimed. “Then tell it,” Sapnap said, leaning closer to the clerk.

Alex told them everything that had happened from the moment George entered the shop, to him buying the chocolate for Karl, to him leaving in an odd, rushed manner.

“Alex,” Karl began. “I need you to think about everything you just told us. Yes, it was all very off and weird and whatnot.. but was there anything else that struck something in your mind? Something he did that.. maybe you have seen before? Or something you heard that.. maybe you’ve heard on other quiet nights that you try to explain away but.. you know isn’t right?”

Alex bit his cheek as his gaze refused to meet their eyes. “…No.”

“You’ve felt like something’s been off for years now, haven’t you?” Alex looked up at Sapnap with surprise. “That look in your eye, it’s the same as that woman’s.” Sapnap stepped forward and Alex looked away again. “One might think this place is a vacationer's dream, and you see it happen all the time. Happy tourists stopping by, telling you about their sweet, getaway cabins and going on and on, just like us, and you always wanna say something, but you can’t. You think they’ll think you’re crazy, don’t you? But.. you know something’s wrong. You’ve known it since you started working here, but you never admitted it.” Sapnap’s eyes softened for a moment as if he were reflecting his words on an experience of his own.

Alex frowned and turned his back to the Texan. “I’m sorry about your friend, but I don’t know anything.” He spat as he started to leave.

“Alex, please,” Karl cried, grabbing the clerk’s arm. “George is our best friend, he means everything to us, and his fate could be resting on whatever information you can give!” Alex turned to stare at Karl. “Please,” the man pleaded. “Anything.”

The warm hand left Alex’s arm and the clerk sighed. He glanced around a few times before leaning closer to the men. “My grandma told me to never, ever go into the woods alone, especially at night,” he murmured. "As a matter of fact, it was the last thing she told me." Sapnap and Karl glanced at each other.

“And it’s not like I ever wanted to,” he said slowly, his words shaky. “I always felt watched when I went out there.”

…

It took every ounce of willpower he had to keep himself from gagging. George turned his head and waved the giant’s hand away. “N-no, thank you,” he managed to say without lurching.

The monster, who’d been trying to offer George a bloody lump of raw flesh from god only knows what pushed the raw meat closer to the human. Using its other hand, it pointed to where its mouth was, trying to explain to George that, This is for you to eat.

George shook his head and finally gagged aloud, getting up from where he sat on the grassy ground to lean over a log, his face green with sickness.

It’s now officially been over a day since the monster - who George prefers to call, 'the giant' now, had kidnapped George from his cabin and taken him throughout the woods of this cabin resort he’d unenthusiastically agreed to go to with his two friends, Sapnap and Karl. For their first hours together, George was dead-set that this giant creature had malicious intentions for him, whether that be eating him alive, torturing him, or doing sadistic experiments. But after it had convinced the human to get chocolate and acted very appreciative and domestic towards him after he did, George wasn’t so sure his initial assumptions were correct.

He coughed a few times as he cleared his throat and tried to clear his mind of the thought of that meat. Behind him, the giant watched with interest and confusion as it took the hunk of bleeding flesh away from George and tossed it into the dark cavern of its own maw. A cold finger brushed up against George’s back, doing its best to rub up and down gently, soothingly. It would’ve felt nice if the giant had any body warmth at all.

The more time George spent with this creature, the more curious it was. Though it had a humanoid body, it lacked key details that, as result, made it very inhuman, like a normal mouth or a normal shade of skin. The tar-black color of its body reminded George of the blackness of looking down at a deep well during the night. It was spooky, yes, but very interesting. Things like these set it very clearly apart from people, but it had so many human-like qualities, that discrediting it as a homosapien all together felt wrong. Besides obvious physical similarities, it also displayed human-like intelligence as well as some sort of emotional intelligence. It had to understand emotion to some extent; if it didn’t, it wouldn’t be mocking a back-rub to George right now to calm him down.

George shrugged the finger away, rubbing his hands up and down his forearms to prevent himself from trembling; partly due to the cold and partly due to the intimidation of something of that size being anywhere near you, let alone touching you. Sure, it’s been over 24 hours now spent with the giant, but most of the time had been asleep and or shitting himself in fear. If he had to guess it’s only been an hour or so since he went to the shop. Just because it was showing George domesticity, didn’t mean he was in favor of showing it back. Quite the contrary. He wanted to go home.

He missed his friends.

The giant, who appeared to have grown bored of sitting around and staring at George, suddenly moved to grab the human and lift him, standing a bit too fast for George’s liking as the human hurried to grab onto its thumb for support. Yet again it was walking with purpose in a random direction, and yet again George was forced to tag along for the ride. Although this time George didn’t want to sit in silence.

He knew it couldn’t understand him, but he needed to hear someone’s voice right now, even if it was just his own.

“I hope you’re going somewhere that has food,” George said aloud, crossing his arms over his stomach. “I don’t know how long you can go without eating but I can’t last that long.” He heard a guttural grumble answer him from within the chest behind him. George sighed, “Maybe I should’ve smuggled one of those chocolate bars for myself,” he said airily, longingly. George sat up straighter. “You probably would’ve smelled it out, though. Wouldn’t you’ve?” He asked, glancing up where its head loomed just a few feet from where he sat. It didn’t answer this time. It was just enjoying listening to its human speak gibberish, George figured. “Where are we going, anyway?”

…

“When I was younger, I decided to come live with my grandma and work in her shop; this shop.”

Sapnap focused his sharp gaze on Alex, who was zoned out as he began his account of this place. Though he couldn’t see him, he could also tell that Karl was listening closely as well. (He definitely had that cute, scrunchy face he always made when he focused, Sapnap thought in the back of his mind.)

“I was about 17 when I made that decision,” Alex explained. “Well, the truth is I wanted to come here because I knew grandma couldn’t work much longer, and I wanted to make some easy money. This actually pays pretty well. You know, in one month I make-“ Sapnap cut him off, “Focus.” Alex gave him an apologetic look before continuing,

“Well.. it was after she died, and I inherited the business, that I started noticing weird things. Like, paranormal weirdness.” He rubbed his hands together as he thought for a moment. “But not the kind of paranormal like ghosts.. paranormal like… massive shadows appearing and disappearing faster than you can blink, a loud bird-filled forest becoming suddenly quiet, and.. people.. people going into those woods and never coming out."

Sapnap’s eyes widened. “People? As in… more than one?? Why haven’t we heard anything about other people!?” Alex frowned. “The cops used to try and investigate these cases. But after case after case… person after person, and nothing showing up? They gave up and dusted any new disturbance under the rug. The town has decided that these 'missing persons' are just people doing criminal shit in the woods and then 'disappearing.' The story's different depending on who you ask. The cops tell you that it's a human trafficking ring, while the politicians swear there's a drug empire somewhere out there, all while everyone in town thinks that people go out there to kill themselves in the abandoned lake. There haven't been enough people to come back out of the woods to confirm any of this, so every word is just lost in the whirlwind of conspiracies. The only reason your friend is getting any attention at all is because of the property damage.”

...

This place was untouched by man. Even though he was stories up in the air, George could tell that there wasn't even a single plastic wrapper to be found. It was lovely, of course, but... in a way... kind of offsetting. Litter was bad, obviously, but seeing litter was a telltale sign that humans had been present there at some point in time. So, seeing none now confirmed to George that he truly was alone out here. No one else would see him in the palm of this creature, and no one could call for help.

"You, uh, you keep it nice and clean around these parts, hm?" He said out loud. Of course, the giant didn't answer, but that didn't surprise him. Honestly, he'd be more surprised if it did answer. , 'Why yes, I do keep it quite clean around here, thanks for noticing!' George couldn't stifle an amused snicker at the thought of a British giant. How amazing would having tea with a giant with a British accent be?

A clicking sound from behind him took him away from his thoughts. "Yes?" George said in response. The giant looked down at him, its green gaze shimmered at him with excitement as it pointed ahead of them. George followed its pointed finger and gasped. They were standing right before a huge lake. It had to be the most beautiful body of water George had ever seen, shimmering water so clean you could almost see to the bottom. Fish splashed on the surface, and just a little ways away he could see some deer stopping by for a drink. Disney WISHES they could capture such beauty. This scene was the epitome of nature, no doubt.

"Oh my..." He gasped, fighting to find words to fit how he felt. He looked back up at the giant. It was looking down at George with a gleam in its gaze. It looked proud to show George this place. 'Look, look at what I have that no human has! Are you impressed?' And George would've said, "Yes! I'm impressed. This is amazing!"

"You're telling me that no one else is here? Why isn't the resort capitalizing on this?! It's amazing! I'm not even an outside guy and I would pay to come out here! You can't tell me that nobody else knows about this place!" George beamed, antsy to get down so he could see it up close. But instead of letting him down, the giant held onto George's tiny body as it walked forward, stepping into the water.

…

“You said that some people come out..” Karl’s voice made an appearance suddenly. "... so there are people who come out alive?”

“Yes,” Alex mumbled. “Well, no… I mean- My grandma. She’s- She was the only one." Sapnap cocked a brow. "You're telling me that your grandma - and I don't mean to be rude, but - your elderly grandmother went into those woods, encountered the…” He glanced at Karl in brief hesitation. “...whatever’s out there... and came back alive to tell the story, while no one else has gone in and made it out?" The Texan questioned. “I’m sorry but it sounds made up.” There was an odd tone of hopefulness in Sapnap’s words. A hope that, maybe, the giant wasn’t real. That the lady really was just crazy, and he hadn’t really seen green eyes watching from the trees their first day there.

The clerk bit his nails as his frown deepened in response to Sapnap's words. That sentence resonated with the clerk on a deeper level than the two boys currently understood.

Alex sighed, deep and long. "That's exactly what I told her up to the day she died," he said dryly. "Me and my entire family. It.." his voice ached with hurt, "it was like a family bonding activity to ridicule and make fun of her. Like belittling this little old lady made us superior. It always hurt her feelings, and we knew it."

…

George grasped onto the giant's fingers as they went deeper and deeper into the lake. The lake only reached the giant's waist, but that didn't seem to upset it at all as it bent down until its shoulders were submerged as well. It let go of George and let him gently float in the water. It kept its eyes fixed on the tiny human as he swam around, enjoying the warm water.

Geroge laughed as he held his breath and went under the water. All around them were fish swimming, surely confused about why there was suddenly a ginormous black mass in the center of their home. The gentle rays of sunshine illuminated the space nicely and presented a gorgeous scene for the human to behold.

He resurfaced seconds later and gasped for air. George was never the best at holding his breath. Last he checked he could hold it for about 25 seconds before he started struggling.

…

Karl raised his hand for a moment but put it back down. Seemingly deciding against his initial thought, which Sapnap assumed was to comfort Alex. "Hey," he said softly. "You don't have to go into so much detail if it's too much... we just need to know what's out there, and how she made it back out alive." Alex furrowed his brows and tightened his lips into a thin line. Then, the clerk shook his head slowly. "Karl. I-I…I… I swore I would never talk about it again.” He sharply inhaled a breath of air. “I'm sorry... you guys are cool and I wanna help but..." Alex clasped his hands together and blinked a few times like he was composing himself.

"I... want to help you, tell you what I know, but if those pigs down at the station heard that I was talking about 'it' again, they'd take the shop away from me. They already threatened me earlier." The clerk turned away sharply, his posture suddenly tense. "That's all I have left."

He began to walk away.

But he didn't get far.

Alex gasped in surprise as he was suddenly whipped around and facing Sapnap. He didn't have much time to look at his face before he was hit on the side of the head and staggering to the side, disoriented. Before Alex could stabilize himself, the boy grabbed the clerk by the collar of his shirt and lifted him with adrenaline-driven strength. "Now listen here you pussy," he hissed with venom. "Stop thinking about your own damn self and think about someone else for once!" He shook him a few times, Alex's head lolling back and forth violently. "George is my best fucking friend! He’s all WE have. And whatever you know about your grandma surviving could literally determine if he comes out alive or dead. You've sat by and watched all these other people, just like us, come into the resort and NEVER come back home because you were only concerned for YOURSELF! This is your chance to do the right thing for ONCE and save a goddamn life! What would your grandma say if she knew you were too scared to do anything to help these poor people?!?! What is WRONG WITH YOU??"

"SAPNAP quit that," Karl hissed, pulling his friend backward and away from the clerk, causing Sapnap to let go of his shirt. Once released, Alex fell to the floor with a dull thud, he was whimpering and sniffling, snot and tears running down his face. "Ridiculing him isn't going to help us, you idiot!" Karl snapped.

…

He looked up at the giant. It was just sitting there watching him carefully, content with just observing George's behavior. The human smirked at the giant, gaining a newfound feeling of confidence. "Well, c'mon! Are you just gonna sit there?" It blinked at him. Blank. Unreadable. George laughed as he used his entire arm to splash its chin. It leaned back, surprised by the action. George smiled endearingly at it. It could be so cute when it wasn't a potential threat to your life.

The giant lifted its arm and used it to gently stir the water a bit, making a mini water tornado. George yelped as he was pulled with it, though he quickly composed himself and started laughing. This seemed to spur the giant on, giving it confidence. It cooed at him as it stirred faster, clicking in a manner that reminded him of laughter. George tried to swim against the pull of the water, but as the giant's enthusiasm increased so did the speed of the water. George's laughter turned awkward, and a bit nervous as he was swept with the spinning waves against his will.

…

Alex sniffed and shuddered as he got back onto his feet. He was cowering away from the two now, his face an entourage of emotions, most of which seemed to be old and resurfacing from the protective shadow of his mind. Delirium, guilt, shame, fear. If the man had lost any more stability in the moment, there was no doubt in Sapnap's mind that he would've been screaming right now.

"If I w-would tell you, if I-I warn you about the demon in the woods, about the-the missing bodies, the screams I sometimes hear at night, would you believe me?! Would you REALLY have believed me earlier??" His voice shuddered and cracked with a growing weakness. "I've tried so many times," Alex whispered, "I've tried to warn people, I've tried to explain, to get SOMEBODY to believe me!!" He wiped the snot off of his face. "Eventually I just stopped trying. The cops told me I was inflicting terror onto, and harassing my customers." He bit his bottom lip so hard Sapnap was surprised no blood trickled down his chin. "Sometimes people come and leave without a problem.. so I just started to have wishful thinking. Maybe it's all my fault.. for not being convincing enough. For not following my gut instinct and stopping George before he could run back out there..."

…

The giant didn't seem to notice the human's change in behavior, though. It just made excited noises as it added its other arm into the mix, spinning George around like he was a pool toy. Nervousness turned to panic when George was caught in the waves with no way of escaping. He was losing strength and was becoming weaker and weaker as he was rag-dolled around in the water, unable to prevent himself from going under just to spin right back to the surface. "Wai- Wait," he cried, but his voice was muffled by the water. He could barely see it, but when he surfaced once again, he caught a glimpse of the wide, empty, sadistic glee in the giant's gaze as it toyed with the human, the being that had no power over it, that it could bend to its will and play with like he was nothing but a toy.

And then George went under.

The rays of sunlight illuminating the lake were gone.

And it was dark.

...

"Alex," Karl's voice was a nice calming interruption to Alex's stress and Sapnaps anger. Like a mourning dove sounding over a storm's wind. "We may not have believed you before, but we are here listening to you now and we do believe you. Maybe there is still hope. So please, just tell us what you know."

Alex choked out a whimper as his head fell, his hair falling over his eyes as he tried to calm himself. He sounded defeated.

"I don't know exactly what it is, but I do know that it's big. Really big. Big enough to cast down enormous shadows and tear apart two-story cabins. It has two arms and two legs. It's fast and deathly quiet. Though I’ve never seen them yet, my grandma always said... ‘You don't know it's there until you see its eyes,

And you don't see its green eyes unless it wants you to know that you've been found’."

Karl gasped and Sapnap grabbed his head in panic. Alex blinked in surprise at their unexpected reactions. “Wha-?”

“The old lady,” Karl explained frantically, “the one who you called at the resort. She told us that her wife was killed by a giant green-eyed monster. We believed her but-" “But to hear someone else say it,” Sapnap’s shaky voice interrupted. “To hear someone else say it just… makes it more real.”

For a heartbeat, they were all quiet. Each and everyone one of them was just beginning to truly feel, to truly realize the realness of all this. As if they'd been holding onto a logical blanket of comfort that told them, ‘Monsters aren’t real.’ Now their eyes were forcibly open. There were monsters.

Monsters are real.

Monsters are real, and it took George. It took tons of people like George. Stalked them, hunted them down, and took it for itself.

“Alex, you have to tell us how your grandma escaped.” Sapnap’s voice was as sudden as it was frantic. Once again his hands were clasped around the shirt collar of the store clerk as his pleading eyes stared into Alex’s very soul. “Please, please! Right now! We have to get going and find him before it’s too late!”

Alex clenched his teeth as he held onto Sapnap’s wrists. “The monster’s eyes!” The clerk trembled. “Its eyes are its biggest advantage and biggest weakness. It can’t catch you if it can’t see you. That night when she went in the back to put out the trash and saw them- she threw a can of cola at it and burned its eyes long enough to escape! It never messed with her again.”

The two boys nodded. “Ok,” Karl said. “We have to blind it. But- how and-and where are we even gonna find it, Sapnap??”

Sapnap didn’t answer as he grabbed Karl’s hand and ran back to the car, leaving Alex alone as he watched the two drive back towards their cabin.

Right back towards the heart of the woods.

...

A cold shock pulsed through his body, his heart jumped and he let out a half-gasp, half-scream as he jerked violently, his eyes wide open yet unfocused.

The last thing he remembered was being pulled into the dark abyss of water stirring around him violently, confident that it would be the last sensation he'd ever feel.

And yet... here he was. Breathing, albeit with some struggle.

George sat up and leaned over, coughing and choking as he spat out the water that filled his lungs, desperate to get a clear, uninterrupted breath.

After a few minutes of heaving, gagging, and sputtering the Brit was finally able to get a grip on himself and his surroundings. But he couldn’t say he was pleased with the first thing he saw once he looked around.

The giant - the monster - was there, sitting a few yards away from the boy. Its hand was closer to George than its body was, which indicated to him that it had definitely been the source of the cold shock that woke him up. It looked conflicted- surprised. Like it hadn’t expected George to start back to life. Iits haunting green gaze domineering over all other aspects of it, seizing George’s attention. In a way, it almost looked relieved.

But George didn’t care what the giant felt right now, it just tried to kill him.

His heart raced and his hands began to tremble as he found that he was once again struggling to breathe. He forced his eyes to peel away from the glowing green orbs and to his surroundings. He needed to run. He needed to get away. This… thing… was unstable. It had tricked him into trusting it, and what a fool he had been to feel comfortable around the monster that terrorized him for an entire night- no- that terrorized him since he got here. This thing had been hunting him since he got here! It made him lose his mind, lose his sanity, and make him think he was going insane.

They were back in the monster’s burrow. It looked like he was deeper inside now. He whipped his head around, studying the walls, moss, bramble, and all the different things that were growing inside. Wait, he wasn’t deeper inside. The burrow didn’t go any deeper. His breath came in short gasps as he tried to figure out why he felt different. Why were the surroundings off?

The giant made a move and George screamed, scrambling backward and looking for anything to hold onto for purchase. The giant froze as George moved away from it. It was making sounds reminiscent of the comforting rumbling it had been making hours ago when it saved him from the bobcat, but the Brit could barely hear it over the sound of his heart racing, causing blood to pump through his veins powerfully.

He didn’t stop trying to move away until he felt his hand come down on something hollow, breaking it and causing George to fall on his back. He winced in pain as his neck hit something hard and sharp, making his head spin. George was still holding onto the thing his hand had broken as he forced himself to sit upright, his vision spinning and out of focus. He lifted his hand to shake the thing off, but as he looked down, the only thing he could do was scream.

His hand had broken through a worn-down human skull. And as he turned to look around at where he was sitting, he realized that he had fallen right onto a spine.

His head was spinning, his eyes were unfocused, and his heart threatened to send him into cardiac arrest. He frantically looked around. There were more. Skulls, spines, arms, legs, piles piles PILES. He was sitting in piles of human remains. Dead bodies. People who went into these woods and NEVER came back out. People who saw the monster, and never lived to tell the tale. Dead. Gone. Thrown into a hole and forgotten about forever. Killed. MURDERED.

Cold fingers wrapped around his arms as he violently thrashed, kicking, screaming, biting. He was acting like a feral animal. He was hysterical. George didn’t know what he was doing anymore. It was inaccurate to say that George was even conscious at the moment.

This was nothing but primal human terror fighting to stay alive.

He saw another black hand reach under him and wipe dirt over the exposed graveyard of discarded bodies, covering it up. The hand seemed to shake as well. It had been caught, of course, it was nervous.

Before the monster had a chance to lift him up any higher George managed to reach a hand onto the ground and grab a fistful of dirt. As he was lifted towards its face, he hurled the dry dirt at its eyes with as much power as he could conjure.

The monster wailed as the earth hit its exposed pupils. It wailed so loud, so high pitched, George could feel warm blood trickling out of his ears. The pain distracted the monster long enough for George to struggle his way out of its iron fist, fall to the ground, and sprint around, out of the exit.

He didn’t know where he was going. But he knew that his best bet would be the opposite way that he tried before. It had to work. He HAD to find his way back to his friends. He’d run all the way to Florida if he had to.

He’d do anything just to hear Sapnap’s laugh.

His footsteps pounded on the forest floor, sticks and grass, and leaves were thrown behind him as his powerful steps dug up the ground. The wind felt like thousands of needles pinching his face as he ran through it, his lungs were ice cold with the freezing air.

He’d do anything just to feel one more hug from Karl.

George cried. He cried for warmth, he cried for rest, he cried for safety, he cried for his friends. He wanted to go home. He wanted this hellish nightmare to be over.

And suddenly the ground was gone. And in its place was concrete.

George gasped as he fell over trying to abruptly stop. His face hit the hard surface, and he heard a deep crack from his nose, but he didn’t care. He couldn’t even register the pain. A road. A road! The road to the cabin! To Sapnap and Karl! He laughed as he threw himself to his feet and stomped on the concrete with glee. His path home!

Or maybe home would come to him.

…

Sapnap drove the car as fast as it could go. It could barely make the sharp turns of the backroad at this speed, but they had to get to the cabin. They had to start somewhere. “Sapnap! Please- please just go a little bit slower!” Karl’s terrified voice shook with fear in the passenger seat as he clutched onto Sapnap’s shoulder. “We’re so close…” Sapnap would mumble back. His eyes were glued to the road before them, his thoughts however were miles away. Back in Florida where nothing was wrong. He should’ve just let George play his stupid games. He should’ve just joined him. He should’ve just-

“SAPNAP STOOOPPP! LOOK OUT!”

Karl’s scream snapped Sapnap back into reality as he realized he was racing right towards somebody walking in the road. “Fuck- Wait!”

…

George heard the roaring of an engine coming up from the road. His heart leaped as he turned to wait for it to come. But as he stood with his hands in the air, screaming for attention, he realized that the car was hurtling down the narrow road. He could hear the tires squeaking, the engine roaring with passion. The sounds make him feel scared all at once. Why would someone be driving so fast back here? Unless they saw something…

The Brit became ultra aware of the silence deafening his ringing ears.

His knees felt weak all at once, and he had to strain to keep himself standing. He looked around, his eyes desperately scanning the edge of the trees for that horrible green color, that all too eerie black shadowy form. That’s when the car came speeding down the road right toward him.

All his life he’d never understood why deers would stand so still while a car came right at them. He always assumed it was because they were animals, and animals were dumb.

But this week he’d realized that to that monster, he was an animal. An animal to be hunted. To be found as a prize. And at this moment, he and a deer weren’t really that different. Were they?

…

Deafening ringing filled his ears as Sapnap tried his best to steer the car out of the way, tried to avoid the man in the road, but wasn’t fast enough and still hit half of him. The car came to a screeching halt, all too late, and the men inside were left sitting in a fog of shock.

Red crimson painted the hood.

The body lay limp right on the edge of the road.

The car had stopped right next to a cliff, just feet away from rolling off.

Karl was the first to react. He gasped as if he was holding his breath like he had been drowning in the thick tension of the situation. It was the blonde who was strong enough to get himself out of the car, to walk down the road and toward the body. But it was Sapnap who, after following in pursuit at the sound of Karl’s horrified scream, was strong enough to say the word, “George-”

Karl’s wails became background noise to Sapnap. The Texan didn’t even realize that the blonde had fallen to his hands and knees and crawled over to George’s body and splayed himself over his friend. Hugging him and wailing out for help. The only thing Sapnap could focus on was the horrified look on his friend’s face. Like it was a picture printed right onto George’s face. It didn’t look real. He looked like a wax statue. His fingers ran through his hair as he watched red pour onto the green-turning-yellow grass of mid-autumn. He stared until he couldn’t take it anymore, turning around to look at the murder weapon - the car - with tears spilling from his eyes. It was barely damaged. The only thing wrong was that the trunk had popped open, and the shotgun he had packed had fallen onto the road. It was laying right in a pool of blood. The man trembled, losing balance suddenly as his own sobs threatened to escape his throat.

What. Had. He. Done.

Karl’s screams suddenly got earsplitting louder. So much louder, that it got Sapnap to turn around. His heart stopped beating as he looked up. Up. Up. Up. Up at those green, hollow, evil eyes that glared with a rage readable by any living thing at them. The shadowy body that the eyes belonged to lurched forwards at paranormal speed with inhumane movements. It came out from the trees’ edge and right towards Karl. The blonde wailed with fright as he moved away slightly, but not far enough. The monster put a giant hand over George’s body, blocking him off from the boys’ sight as it used another to hit Karl away.

If it were the size of a human, the slap would’ve been only just strong enough to send a small object a few inches away, but this monster had the strength of a hundred men, and what a flick of a wrist was to it was powerful enough to send Karl right into a trunk of a tree. A snap echoed until it reached Sapnap’s ears, making the boy cringe. A trembling wail escaped his throat as he watched Karl hit the trunk with awful force. It didn’t appear to kill the blonde, thankfully. But Karl definitely wasn’t getting up any time soon. Sapnap’s gaze traveled from Karl to the monster, who was hunched up into a tight ball and curling its fingers around George’s form. There was water spilling from the thing’s cheeks (tears?) that fell and landed on the ground around the unmoving human, staining the road.

There were a few long, drawn-out moments that passed where he just watched the thing coo and grumble at his friend, almost like it was trying to get a response out of him, to the monster finally noticing Sapnap watching it.

The boy breathed out a gasp as he tried to back away, trying to find his footing, but he wasn’t fast enough. The green-eyed monster got to its feet and pounced on him first. It stood over him for not even a moment before he felt the force of its foot kicking him towards where that cliff was by their car. He groaned in agonizing pain as the giant force flung his body like a dog toy. He landed awkwardly on his back, his head hanging over the edge of the cliff. At this angle, he could see how far down the fall was. It looked like a fall straight to the gate of hell. Maybe it was a foreshadow for him. His last sight on Earth would be his first sight in his afterlife. Ironic.

Sapnap didn’t have enough time to laugh cruelly at himself before a horrible force was placed on top of him. He yelled in pain as the giant dug its foot into his body, but not so much as to crush him at once. It did it slowly. It added pressure every second. The pressure changed, but its haunting gaze never did. It stared down at Sapnap with a quiet rage. Pure evil. He couldn’t breathe anymore. He could feel his life draining.. draining… draining.

He fucked everything up. He killed his best friends. Maybe he was the real monster.

“You…”

A weak voice made the pressure killing Sapnap stop. He was whimpering, his voice straining as he tried to call for help. Suddenly the monster moved away altogether. Sapnap choked in a breath, coughing hysterically as he sat up frantically looking around. It wasn’t until he followed the giant’s startled gaze that he saw what had been the source of the voice.

…

He felt no fear. For once in this whole experience, George felt fearless. Awaking to the sounds of his friends crying in pain because of that fucking monster triggered something deep within him. His legs had to be broken. Maybe even his arm. He was losing blood by the second, and there was no way he could be standing right now by every law of nature, no way he could’ve crawled over to the wrecked car. But here he was, standing upright, staring right at the monster as the monster started right at the eye of the shotgun he was aiming at its face.

Its green eyes sparkled when they saw him. Gleeful that he was alive. They made eye contact only for a moment before it realized what George was holding. It didn’t have enough time to react, to move, to do anything at all.

Fuck this monster.

“Go to hell.”

One shot rang and not even a moment later the monster was wailing as it clutched a cold, dark hand over its bleeding eyeball. It screamed and cried with sounds George had never heard it make before. It staggered with imbalance as it fought for purchase on something it could grab- but there was nothing around for it to take as it tripped and descended right off of the cliff's edge.

Relief washed over him as he finally succumbed to his injuries and fell to the ground. Not even a moment later did he feel hands supporting him, lifting him up. “George! George! Oh my god! Holy- I- George you’re alive!” It was muffled by his ears, but he knew it was Sapnap. After a minute he could feel another pair of arms wrap around him. Somehow Karl had managed to drag himself over to the two, as they all embraced with relief and joy.

George frowned as he held onto his friends tighter. He didn’t want to, but he thought about the monster. Why did it take him? Why did it treat him so nicely, only to try and drown him? George let tears wash over his red cheeks as he sobbed. Maybe it didn’t mean to drown him. It was trying to play- trying to make George happy. It wanted to make the old lady and her wife happy. It left gifts, it played pranks. But it got too enthusiastic and killed her. The monster was shunned and was left to be alone again.

George looked at Sapnap and Karl as they lay on the side of the road, not speaking quite yet but just taking in each other’s presence. He loved being around them, loved it more than even talking to them.

And he realized that that’s what it wanted. It wanted a presence to be around. Company. A nice warm body to hug when you felt lonely, someone to go to when you need something. Someone to have fun with.

But it wasn’t human. It was too big. It never realized its own strength. Never meant to have casualties. In a sense it was careless. It was greedy. Going back for more people despite knowing it couldn’t contain itself.

But George couldn’t help from feeling sympathetic. Because all that time away from his friends made him realize how much he missed them.

All it wanted was a friend.

#quiet mcyt g/t #mcyt gt #mcyt #g/t #giant/tiny #g/t au #g/t writing #g/t community #tiny!george #tiny!karl #tiny!sapnap #giant!dream #horror elements #fear play

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More Fish Tragedies! ♤

Here are most of the designs I have left 2 do! I still got Manya to think ab so she'll b coming soon!

As always, this AU belongs 2 @dad-cetemol and I'll b linking his toyhouse 4 u to check out his works!

And now 4 more explanations on their personalities!

Vincent Tennvic, He's a memory based Euclidean, his memory is of a person and their animal companion hanging out by a campfire. Because of the animals in his memory, he was born with much larger canines, making them look like fangs. His attire and things he own are almost completely purple, it's sort of his brand of things. He's the one that is usually knowing of everything that happens in the house, if anyone's in trouble or starting a fight, he'll know of it and might tell Nadja about it if it gets out of hand.

He's also a Violinist, playing music on the streets since his anxiety prevents him from playing on a big stage or entering competitions, the good part about this is that it led him to 2 people that he loves dearly today. [His jewelry is his eyebrow piercing, his shoulder pin, his one bracelet and his ring]

Ruby Yurb, a Biological Euclidean, she's a former Jeweler and now works for Nadja as her cook and security for the house. Ruby used to be high and mighty when she was on her own, but after a mistake in selling jewelry that cost the life of someone, she was immediately fired and kicked out, making her nothing more than another one of the poor lot.

When she met Nadja and heard her plans on moving, she decided to join in, offering to work for free in return of a place to stay. [Her jewelry is her collar brooch, her 3 silver bracelets and her ring]

Zik Gaia, He's the older and much smarter one of the siblings. Despite being unemployed he does his own work around the house, mostly cleaning, helping Nadja and his mother when they need it and taking care of his younger sibling's antics. His sister does bring him a lot of trouble by being so chaotic, they do care about each other but Zik kinda hates her since everyone keeps calling him when she breaks something. [His jewelry is his arm cuffs, his necklace and ring and his ponytail]

"Witchcraft" Gaia, the younger and more chaotic sibling of the family. It goes by 3 sets of pronouns. [She/Her, It/It's and Witch/Witch's.] It's been arrested for Property damage, theft, vandalism, assault of a police officer, nothing too big. She's also been attempted to be removed from the family twice, hopefully it won't be made a 3rd time. Witch doesn't stay with the family much, only crashes there from time to time and then gets back on track to either cause trouble or weird someone out. She was born with her eyes like that, they act sort of like googly eyes when she shakes her head. As for the tracker, Manya made that and put it on her leg in case they need to contact her for emergency. [Witch's jewelry is Witch's earrings, belt buckle, coat button and mushroom pins on top of her hat, the tracker does not count as jewelry]

Mamoru Gaia, She's the single mother of the family. She's where Witchcraft gets her chaoticness and where Zik gets his quick thinking, their father was kicked out of the family after realizing that he hurt Witchcraft at a young age (the reason why she has her scar). Mamoru, like other wealthy family parents, wants her kids to try and follow traditions n such, but she wouldn't put it over their happiness and dreams. Despite being a kind and sweet woman on the outside, you might see her terrifying temper if you say anything about her family name. Because of a certain event in the past, she's become half blind and needs help with certain things around the house. [Her jewelry is her gem crown, her 2 necklaces and her bracelets]

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And that's all 4 these guys, Manya is coming soon, it's just taking her a bit as irl stuff have been getting busy, thanks 4 reading and I'll cya later! ♡

#fish tragedies #vincent tennvic #ruby yurb #zik gaia #witchcraft gaia #mamoru gaia

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karkiosk · 11 months

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Checklist for End-of-Year Car Insurance

Make sure you don't forget about your auto insurance as the end of the year draws near. While planning for festivities and Christmas shopping may be on your mind right now, reviewing your auto insurance policy now might prevent unforeseen problems in the future. We'll give you a useful checklist in this article so you can make sure your end-of-year auto insurance needs are taken care of. So fasten your seatbelt and let's begin!

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Make sure you carefully read each portion of your policy and inquire about anything you don't understand. You can feel more at ease while driving if you are aware of exactly what is covered.

Preparing for Your Loss

Nobody wants to consider having their car stolen or getting into a car accident, yet these things can happen occasionally. The importance of being ready for the worst when it comes to your auto insurance stems from this.

Make sure you have enough coverage first and foremost. Check your policy limitations, and if required, think about raising them. In the event of a catastrophic accident, you don't want to be left unprotected.

Second, make sure that all of your key documents are arranged and simple to find. This contains details about your insurance coverage as well as any records pertaining to prior mishaps or claims.

Taking pictures of your car from various angles before any damage happens is also a smart idea. This will be useful if you need to later prove that some damages were pre-existing during the claims process.

Make sure you are well aware of how your specific insurer's claims procedure operates. You can file a claim quickly and effectively if you know who to call and what to do.

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Checking for Errors

To be sure you're getting the coverage and pricing you require, it's critical to double-check your end-of-year auto insurance. Checking for mistakes in your policy is a crucial first step. Whether it's a typo or a coverage information issue, insurance firms can make mistakes.

You should review your policy in detail right away. Verify that all of your personal information, including your name, address, and other data, is accurate. Contact your insurance agent right away if anything seems off.

Next, confirm that the coverage limits correspond to what you agreed to when you bought the policy. Make sure you have the appropriate level of comprehensive/collision coverage and liability coverage, if necessary.

Note any savings that are specified on your insurance and make sure they have been applied correctly. Check to see if discounts like those for defensive driving classes or having multiple vehicles insured with one carrier were taken into account when determining your price.

During this annual review process, taking the time to carefully analyze every aspect of your auto insurance policy will help you prevent costly mistakes that could lead to denied claims or unnecessarily high rates.

Understanding Your Bill

Your insurance provider will send you a statement at the conclusion of each billing cycle. It is crucial to carefully study it and ensure that all of the information is correct. Verify that everything on your bill corresponds to what you spoke about with your agent or broker.

Do not hesitate to get in touch with your insurance if you spot any errors or have any questions about particular charges. They ought to be delighted to explain any prices and assist with any misunderstandings.

You may save money on premiums and guarantee that you are sufficiently covered in the event of an accident by taking the time at the end of each year to check and update your auto insurance policy. Keep this checklist close at hand to make the evaluation process even simpler the next year. Never forget to ask your agent or broker for advice if you ever have questions regarding your policy or your coverage alternatives!

#auto insurance #car insurance

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puppyboyumi · 1 year

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[TikTok video from AjPlus.

The caption: “This young activist (@khahliso.amahle) from South Africa is calling out double standards around support for protests in France vs those across Africa”]

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Khahliso Myataza: When Africans protest, we are barbaric. When French people and Europeans protest, it’s like, “Yeah! Let’s do it the way that French people are doing it—they’re doing it right!”

Narrator: This young activist is calling out double standards around support for protests in France vs. those across Africa.

Myataza: Hi, I’m Khahliso. I’m from Johannesburg, South Africa. There were protests in South Africa on the Monday I made that video. And then, in other parts of the continent, there were protests in Nairobi, Kenya, and in Lagos, Nigeria.

Narrator: Around the world, protests against French President Emmanuel Macron’s pension reform bill have been celebrated as heroic. This wave of protest across France has been understood to form part of a longstanding tradition of French workers rising up to safeguard their rights. But protests in Africa rarely attract similar international attention and sometimes go unnoticed.

Myataza: Necropolitics and neocolonialism are killing us. So there is a certain urgency to our protests or to our struggles, right? And so, when our voices aren’t met with the urgency that we want, it is disheartening.

Narrator: Did you know that in November 2022 a nationwide strike took place in South Africa among unions that represent some 800,000 workers? Or what about the thousands of protesters who took to the streets of Kenya against the cost-of-living crisis in March 2023? Kenyan protesters even defied a government ban on rallies that came in after the protests began.

Narrator: But less coverage and support around protests in Africa isn’t the only thing troubling Myataza. She explains that how Africans and Black people globally are portrayed and perceived when they challenge systems of power is still influenced by violent colonial legacies.

Myataza: Media has the legacy of portraying African people as barbaric, whether it be through our protests [or] through the way that poverty is framed in our countries. And I do think that people need to understand that these come as a product of colonialism. This was how colonialism framed African people to be; It’s not just with Africans on the continent, you know—looking at how Black Lives Matter was framed, looking at how Haitian people are still demonized.

Narrator: How media chooses to cover a story influences public perception on events and people. Here’s one example: vandalism, property damage, and looting received widespread coverage at the Black Lives Matter protests in the U.S. during summer 2020. But it’s reported that at least 93% of the BLM protests that summer were peaceful. Nonetheless, negative images of violence and looting remain front and center for many—overshadowing the organized calls for an end to police violence in the U.S.

Myataza: French people being the face of resistance is something that angers me because they’re not the only people to have resisted oppressive forces. And as much as we praise the French, we should also be praising communities outside of Europe—people who are doing the same things, for people who are fighting other struggles, right?

Myataza: I’m not dismissing or invalidating the pain that French people have or the vitriol that they might have to their administration, but what they’re doing is not more, or it’s not, like, more special than what is happening on the African continent.

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I’ve reblogged posts on this topic before, but this is always something that irks me with the hype around the French protests and riots, especially when someone says something along the lines of “Why haven’t Americans done this?” or “Americans are too damn weak. We should protest like the French!” Because, well, WE DID! The BLM protests, especially the few riots that occurred, were a call to action against an oppressive government, police force, and justice system.

They were killing us in the streets and our own homes and when we did the smallest “everyone’s idea of a revolution” shit like breaking a window or spray painting on walls or stealing a tv from Walmart, y’all wanted to switch up on us and tell us that we were going too far and overreacting. No matter how peaceful we are, how much abuse we take, how many of us are killed trying to be peaceful, the media will still paint us as “thugs,” and our murders will continue to be excused in some bullshit way all while we’re thrown scraps of “reform” to make us think we’ve won.

#a part of me has genuinely lost faith in peaceful protests at this point #black lives matter #black lives still matter #blm #africa #African protests #ghana #haiti #south africa #anti fascism #antifascism #anti colonialism

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THE PRICE OF AMBER : Part 22 of 23

This takes place shortly after MASTER SARGENT (RET.) WARRIN’S HEARTHWARMING

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Hishine breathed a sigh of relief as his keys rattled in the lock of his shop. Entering, he winced. His show cases had all been broken and his strongbox had been forced.

Slump shouldered, tears in his eyes at the wanton destruction, he turned to Dawn Fire, “Knife Holder, I am sorry. I did have such a stone as you wished to buy. As you can see, even with the indemnity that I got, I may be out of business.”

He opened a door to a back room. Though there had been some vandalism, he rummaged about and straightened things up. As he placed the last things onto racks in an orderly fashion, he noted, “My equipment is all here. If I could get more of the raw stock, I can cut and polish more stones.”

Dawn Fire gave a bit of an evil grin, his ears pointed like horns! “First, do you have any sort of inventory for what was taken? Second, this property was under the care and FULL FINANCIAL RESPONSIBILITY of Msgr Shire. He has to make good the loss and damages!”

Hishine nodded slowly, “I see. Yes, I can get the inventory. I kept it at my lodgings to insure that a disaster or robbery at the shop could be documented for the Gandarmarie. “

“Wise of you, Hishine. Get a cabinet worker to assess repair or replacement of your show cases. Take the whole bill to the Shire bank.

“In the meantime, where can I obtain more of this amber for you to work?”

Hishine lowered his head a little in embarrassment. “It is not too far from here. There in the Weirdwood, I can show you the exact place, is a grove of Gumble Trees. They not only drop the Gumble sap on whatever they feel is a threat, they can project it for a substantial distance.

“Whatever it hits, it encases in a lump of dull yellow gumble. With proper treatment, cutting and polishing, it becomes the amber stones of my trade.”

Dawn Fire's wings were quivering with amusement. “I take it that gathering the fallen gumble lumps is not so simple as it might seem!”

“Indeed. A number of ponies have died in that grove, trying to steal the gumble. They get encased in it and then the grove absorbs them, gumble and all. Sometimes, some of their equipment is left behind.”

Dawn Fire winced at the thought. “How do you collect it then?”

Hishine chuckled, shaking his head sadly, “I don't. Not any more. I used to take a jointed rod with a rake end and a basket end to scoop up fallen gumble drops. During my last two ventures, I nearly got taken myself.”

“I see. If you knew what you were doing and the dangers, how did that happen?”

Hishine sat and found a bit of paper and a pencil. He sketched as he explained, “The Gumble Grove is growing. It sends vines out from its branches into nearby trees. The vines drop creepers that take root to become narrow trunks that grow into new trees. The vines look like this,” he pointed to his drawing, “and they can drop gumble on the unwary. They are devilishly hard to see, too.”

“One last question, then. How many of the drops catch bugs like the ones that I got from you before?”

Hishine leaned close and whispered conspiratorially, “I am giving away a deep secret with this. Almost none have them. I can see to the placing of the bug in the finished stone. I have a nice middle sized dragon fly that can be set up, should you wish it. The vandals missed my collection of dried bugs.”

Dawn Fire nearly doubled up laughing! “Give me the collecting stick and I will see what may be done toward restocking your store!”

Following Hishine's directions, Dawn Fire ventured into the almost innocent looking Weirdwood. He was well aware that it was no more innocent and no safer than the Everfree Forest of Equestria. Some even said that there was some sort of hidden ways that connected the two and even other places about the world, all of ill repute, like these two.

The directions guided him without mishap to where he could see the Gumble Grove. Well there was one small problem. A quite large one for its kind, actually. A horsefly! The biting kind! It was whurring as it buzzed about his head, trying to find a place to alight, long enough to deliver a painful bite!

He swatted at it repeatedly! It dodged his flailing hoof with contemptuous ease! He almost connected with it by swinging the folded collecting stick! It dived, aiming for a sensitive ear!

Dawn Fire raised his lunch bag as an impromptu shield!

In the heat of battle with the bug, his hoof hit a gnarled root of the nearest Gumble Tree of the Grove! As he almost regained his balance, his enemy forced him to duck again! Already off balance, he toppled to the hard turf, lunch bag shield between him and the horsefly!

The poor sap was saved from the horsefly by a falling glob of yellow Gumble which hit and encased the vicious bug. Dawn Fire scrambled frantically away from the deadly tree as more blobs of Magical Gumble fell!

One glob did hit his tail and partly encased it in solid Gumble Amber. He cautiously retrieved the collecting stick and, from safely out of the tree's danger zone, began collecting as many of the fallen drops and globs of the gumble resin as he could. He was pleased to realize that he had obtained several kilograms of the raw amber resin.

He made his way back to the shop of Hishine. “This is a wonderful lot, Knife Bearer! With this, I can easily prepare the dragon fly stone that you want!”

“I hoped that you could! This large lump has a really pesky horsefly in it!

“On a related note, can you get this out of my flank fur and tail?”

Hishine snorted, “By a number of means, all fun and amusing to watch. Embarrassing to experience, however.” Going serious, he replied, “Yes. It is not even difficult. We just need a little cooking oil. You will want a bath afterwards, though.”

Dawn Fire luxuriated in the bathing tub of the Three Little Pigs inn. Fleur laid on coffee and a pile of pastries set on a side table in easy reach of the bather.

“Good Sir, we are all so grateful for the miracle that you have worked! We were in despair, most of the village's businesses were due to be closed. The bank's agents made it clear that my friends would be working for slave wages in the businesses that they had owned. None could understand how they had become so far into debit.”

As Dawn Fire sat in the tub and sucked down coffee and nibbled another croissant, he replied, “That is because they were not in debit. That conversion trick from Note of Payment to debit was simple fraud. I have heard from my connections that Msgr Shire has pled that he was forced to do it by the Duke. He was clever enough to have papers that make it appear to be true. They MIGHT even be genuine.”

Fleur giggled, “We of the town think not. We are actively seeking another bank. An honest one, if we can find it!”

Dinner was accompanied by almost every pony in Sudanweird crowded into the big tap room! Dawn Fire had to plead, “I can't eat all of this! I will be too heavy to fly for a week!”

In the morning, Fleur had his bowl of oat and barley gruel, with strawberries awaiting him. And a plate of waffles with chocolate sauce and whipped cream! And her endless and excellent coffee!

As he was leaving, she asked, “Sir, will you ever return to Sudanweird? Know that if you do, your welcome here is assured.”

He bowed to her as he replied, “I do not know, Good Fleur. I would like to return with no Royal errand or wrongs to right. Your hospitality has been beyond compare. Are you sure that you will take no money for my stay? I do have it.”

“Good Sir, I doubt that your gold is good anywhere in this village. We are that grateful for the good that you have done us.”

He strolled up the way to Hishine's shop. The door was open and he could hear the sound of tools working wood. Entering, he saw that Hishine had been busy last night. One of his show cases was fully repaired and the cabinet worker was fixing another. Wood shavings and sawdust littered the floor.

The repaired case had a dozen lovely golden glowing amber stones laid out to be seen behind the crystal clear glass.

A smiling Mister Hishine greeted him, “Knife Bearer! I have your special order ready, right here!” He pushed forward a larger case and a somewhat smaller one.

Opening the larger case, Dawn Fire beheld a lovely perfectly cut amber stone, glowing with a pool of golden light. Trapped in it, perfectly centered, was a modest sized dragon fly, wings spread and body showing iridescent green! Dawn Fire's breath was taken away by the excellence of of it!

“What is this other one? I only ordered this and it is perfect. What do I owe you for it?”

Seriously, Mister Hishine replied, “You have paid me already. You restored my shop and home. You brought me a supply of amber to get my shop started.” He smiled jubilantly as he added, “And you got that crooked Duke jailed!”

He pushed the smaller box forward. “This is yours with my thanks. Please take it.”

Dawn Fire opened the case. There, trapped for all time, preserved exactly as it had been was a big horsefly, forever on the attack! The stone was finished with as much care as the other.

Nodding, Dawn Fire accepted the tribute! He snickered, “You won't have my money, fine. I do have something else that you did like last time that I was here!”

Opening his travel carrying box, he poured out onto the counter the whole small chest of Rom Ka'chek pastries! There were apricot, peach and some berry ones!

Eyes wide and mouth drooling, Mister Hishine nodded, “I can take these! Thank you!”

Dawn Fire swept the boxes with their stones of amber into the travel case, bowed to Mister Hishine, who was already nibbling at an apricot Ka'chek, and took his leave.

TO BE CONTINUED

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So, I reread my own fic (🤮🤮🤮) to do a crime count thus far. I'm not sure if this will convince or dissuade @tigermisty6 from reading When the Day Met the Night, but we'll see. 😂

Also, no one take this seriously. I'm not. This is just for fun.

-Chapter 1:

We're starting off strong with public intoxication! Both Fang AND Mina are getting dinged here.

Rough and Tumble started the big parking lot fight, but Bark, Bean, Tangle, Whisper, Fang, and Mina all also participated in it. Depending on your argument of participation, Jewel was also involved here, but I'm giving her a pass because she fled the scene almost immediately. Also Bark destroyed a door during the fight, so he's getting double dinged for property damage.

-Chapter 2:

Fang and Mina are intoxicated in public again. I'm gonna stop dinging this one after a while because it happens so so much. 😂

Tangle and Bean have lit explosives out on the street and they chuck one into a building (Jewel's building, specifically).

Bark chucks that same explosive out of the Museum and back onto the street.

The Restoration is accessing GUN's files, which we learn later is happening without GUN's knowledge. I'm not sure who to ding that with, so we'll hit Jewel because she's in charge of the Restoration. We're also gonna ding Rouge here. No reason. She's totally not the mole at GUN. 😂

-Chapter 3:

Wow, there's actually nothing here! 👀

-Chapter 4:

Rough and Tumble stink bombing the tournament is definitely vandalism.

And I'm sure "Piss in the Pit Tough and Rumble" is at least disturbing the peace, so Fang and Jewel are getting dinged.

Also Fang's drunk in public again wheeee

I CAN'T PINPOINT AN EXACT THING OPAL DID, BUT SHE'S PROBABLY DONE SOMETHING SO WE'RE DINGING HER FOR JUST EXISTING LOL. IT'S OPAL, SHE'S DONE SOMETHING.

Bean and Espio get into a fist fight outside of the fighting tournament.

Overall crime tally: 12

Everyone's totals thus far:

Fang: 5

Bark: 3

Bean: 3

Tangle: 2

Jewel: 2 (3 if you count the parking lot fight!)

Whisper: 1

Mina: 3

Rough and Tumble: 2

Rouge: 1

Opal: 1

Espio: 1

Also crime tallies are fun I nominate @bitter-sweet-coffee to do one for their fics LOL.

#lea's trash writing #when the day met the night

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Understanding Car Insurance Requirements in Mexico

Are you planning a road trip to Mexico from the US or living there as an expat? You should know that you must have car insurance to be able to drive in Mexico. Let's take a closer look at Mexican car insurance requirements.

Mexican law requires drivers to have liability insurance. This is because of how the Mexican legal system handles car accidents—it's very different from what you are used to.

Say you are driving on a Mexican highway, and suddenly, you are in a fender bender. Back in the US, you would exchange insurance details with the other person and leave, but things work differently in Mexico. If Mexican authorities can't determine who caused the accident, you could be in trouble. You can get arrested, and they could even impound your car. And if it turns out you are the one at fault, they could detain you until the financial aspects of the accident are resolved. That's scary! But that's exactly why having Mexico car insurance is so important.

Car insurance in Mexico is basically your "proof of financial responsibility." It ensures you have the financial means to cover the damages resulting from a car accident. Without car insurance, resolving these costs can be a long, drawn-out process—and that's not what you want ruining your vacation or stay in Mexico.

So, what's the minimum requirement?

That would be third-party liability. It's the most basic kind of insurance that satisfies the insurance requirements in Mexico. If you get into an accident, third-party liability insurance covers personal injury claims or property damages of the other driver. But remember that it won't cover your own injuries or damages to your car.

While you should have third-party liability insurance, at the very least, consider improving your coverage because peace of mind is priceless. After all, even the most careful drivers can get into an accident. Of course, comprehensive coverage plans might increase your policy costs, but they can help with so much more—think physical damage to your car, collision and upset, partial theft, vandalism, defense costs and attorney fees, bail bonds, towing, and occupants inside the vehicle.

Get your Mexico auto insurance quote today!

Now that you know why you need it, it's time to secure your Mexico auto insurance. Being prepared is crucial whether you are in Mexico for a short trip or living there as an expat.

At West Coast Global Insurance Services, we can connect you with top-rated Mexican insurance companies. We make comparing policies easy, so you can find one right for what you need and how much you want to spend. Don't wait for the unexpected to happen—click here for a free quote, or visit www.westcoastri.com for more information!

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devshopfronts01 · 3 months

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Emergency Shutter Repair Harrow

When it comes to the security and protection of our homes and businesses, shutters play a crucial role. They provide an additional layer of defense against break-ins, vandalism, and adverse weather conditions. However, what happens when these essential security measures break down or malfunction? That's where emergency shutter repair services in Harrow come into play. With their expertise and experience, these professionals ensure a swift and efficient resolution, restoring safety and peace of mind.

The Importance of Emergency Shutter Repair Harrow

Enhancing Security

One of the primary purposes of shutters is to enhance security. When a shutter malfunctions or breaks down, it leaves your property vulnerable to intrusions. Emergency shutter repair in Harrow ensures that any issues with your shutters are promptly addressed, minimizing the risk of unauthorized access. Whether it's a faulty mechanism, damaged slats, or a jammed motor, the experts will diagnose and repair the problem efficiently, reinstating the much-needed security for your premises.

Protecting Against Weather Conditions

Harrow is known for its unpredictable weather, and the last thing you want is for your shutters to fail during extreme conditions. Emergency shutter repair services understand the urgency in such situations. Whether it's a severe storm, high winds, or heavy snowfall, these professionals will respond swiftly to fix any damage to your shutters, safeguarding your property against the elements.

Minimizing Operational Disruptions

For businesses, a malfunctioning shutter can cause significant operational disruptions. It can slow down or halt your daily operations, resulting in potential financial losses and inconvenience for customers. Emergency shutter repair in Harrow minimizes these disruptions by providing on-the-spot repairs, ensuring your business can resume normal operations quickly. This swift resolution not only saves you time and money but also demonstrates the expertise and professionalism of the repair service.

Expertise and Knowledge

Emergency shutter repair services in Harrow boast a team of skilled technicians with the expertise and knowledge to handle a wide range of shutter issues. Whether it's a manual or electric shutter, they understand the intricate mechanisms and components, allowing them to diagnose and fix problems effectively. Their experience and specialization in shutter repairs ensure a high standard of service, guaranteeing long-lasting solutions.

The Process of Emergency Shutter Repair

When you contact an emergency shutter repair service in Harrow, you can expect a reliable and efficient process to address your shutter issues. Here's what you can typically expect:

Prompt Response: The emergency repair service understands the urgency of your situation and will take your call promptly. They will gather essential information about the problem to assess the severity and determine the appropriate response.

On-Site Assessment: A qualified technician will visit your location to inspect the shutters and identify the root cause of the problem. This assessment allows them to provide an accurate diagnosis and outline the necessary repairs.

Repairing the Issue: The technician will utilize their expertise and knowledge to repair the shutter efficiently. They will ensure that all components are functioning correctly, addressing any mechanical or electrical faults and replacing damaged parts if necessary.

Thorough Testing: Once the repair is complete, the technician will thoroughly test the shutters to ensure optimal functionality. This step involves operating the shutters multiple times to verify their smooth operation and reliability.

Maintenance Recommendations: In addition to repairing the immediate issue, the technician may offer maintenance recommendations to prevent future problems. This can include regular lubrication, inspections, or upgrades to enhance longevity and performance.

By following this systematic approach, emergency shutter repair services in Harrow provide a comprehensive solution to your shutter problems.

Conclusion: Restoring Safety and Peace of Mind

Emergencies can occur at any time, and when it comes to your shutters, prompt repair is crucial. Whether it's to secure your property, protect against adverse weather conditions, or minimize operational disruptions, emergency shutter repair services in Harrow are the answer. Their expertise, efficiency, and commitment to customer satisfaction ensure a seamless experience, allowing you to restore safety and peace of mind. When it comes to emergency shutter repairs in Harrow, trust the professionals to safeguard your property and loved ones.

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heritage-instrument-insurance · 5 months

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The Ins and Outs of Audio Equipment Insurance

The significance of audio equipment cannot be overstated for audio enthusiasts. Whether you're an avid music lover or a live event coordinator, having the right audio gear is essential for an unparalleled experience. This guide provides a brief overview of audio equipment insurance. You can use it to protect your equipment for various things.

Types of Audio Equipment

Before learning about the audio equipment coverage policy, you should learn what instruments fall into this category. Here are the different types of audio equipment, including:

• Audio Sources

At the heart of any audio system lie the sources, ranging from vinyl records and CD players to digital streaming platforms. Understanding the strengths and nuances of each source allows individuals to tailor their audio setup to their unique preferences.

• Microphones

From studio recordings to live performances, microphones play a pivotal role in capturing the nuances of sound. Different types of microphones cater to specific needs, be it vocal clarity, instrument precision, or ambient noise suppression.

• Audio Mixers

Audio mixers serve as the control center for manipulating sound elements. Whether blending multiple audio sources for a live show or fine-tuning a recording in the studio, the versatility of audio mixers makes them a fundamental component of any setup.

• Amplifiers

Amplifiers elevate the power of audio signals, ensuring they reach their full potential. Understanding the power requirements of speakers and matching them with suitable amplifiers is crucial for achieving optimal sound quality.

• Speakers

Speakers are the final frontier in delivering sound to the listener's ears. With many options available, from bookshelf speakers to towering floor-standing models, selecting the right speakers depends on room size, acoustic properties, and personal preferences.

What Falls Under the Coverage of Audio Equipment Security?

Audio equipment security extends beyond the realm of theft, covering a spectrum of potential risks:

• Theft

Protecting your equipment from theft is a primary concern, especially for transporting gear to various locations.

• Vandalism

The risk of intentional damage is present in public spaces or shared environments. Vandalism coverage ensures financial protection in such unfortunate scenarios.

• Fire

The fire threat can pose a significant risk to audio equipment, necessitating coverage to mitigate potential losses.

• Water Damage

Whether from floods, leaks, or accidental spills, water damage coverage safeguards against water's corrosive effects on sensitive electronics.

• Accidental Damage

Drops, falls, and other mishaps can happen unexpectedly. Coverage for accidental damage ensures that repairs or replacements are covered in the event of an unfortunate incident.

Preventing Audio Equipment Damage

While insurance provides financial protection, you can follow these preventive measures to significantly reduce the likelihood of damage:

• Secure Storage

Store your equipment in a secure and controlled environment to minimize exposure to potential risks when not in use.

• Regular Maintenance

Conduct routine checks and maintenance to identify and address issues before they escalate.

• Invest in Protective Cases

Transporting equipment becomes safer by using sturdy cases designed to withstand shocks and vibrations.

• Surge Protection

Employ surge protectors to safeguard your equipment from power fluctuations and electrical surges.

Setting Up an Audio System

Building an audio system involves acquiring the latest and greatest equipment. It requires a thoughtful approach:

• Choosing the Right Equipment for Your Needs

When selecting audio equipment, consider factors such as intended use, room size, and personal preferences. Tailoring your setup to your specific needs ensures a satisfying audio experience.

• Connecting Your Equipment

Proper cable management and an understanding of signal flow are essential for setting up an efficient and effective audio system. Attention to detail during the setup process contributes to the longevity and performance of your equipment.

Conclusion

Protecting your investment cannot be overstated in the grand symphony of audio appreciation. Audio equipment insurance offers a safety net against unforeseen circumstances, ensuring your gear remains pristine. To embark on this journey of safeguarding your sonic haven, explore different options that align with your specific needs. The harmony of a well-protected audio system resonates in the quality of sound and the peace of mind it brings.

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Home Insurance In New York – Protecting Your Home And Family

Home insurance in New York can be difficult to navigate, especially if you’re new to the area or are just starting your family here. There are plenty of New York home insurance companies offering options to you, but not all of them offer the best deals in town. Plus, if you sign with an insurance company that isn’t properly accredited, your family might not be as well protected as they could be against certain natural disasters and other home risks. Here’s a look at some of the best home insurance companies in New York and what they have to offer families in the state.

The Benefits of Getting Home Insurance

Home insurance is one of the most important investments you can make for your home. Not only does it protect your home and belongings from damage or theft, but it also provides peace of mind in knowing that you and your family are protected financially if something happens to your home. In New York, home insurance is required by law for all homeowners, so it’s important to understand your options before you purchase a policy. Here are some of the benefits of getting home insurance in New York:

1) Homeowners Insurance covers not just the home itself, but its contents as well;

2) Homeowners Insurance covers damages caused by fire, vandalism, earthquakes, and more;

3) Homeowners Insurance protects against liability issues like accidents on your property;

4) Homeowners Insurance offers different levels of coverage depending on how much protection you need.

So if you’re looking for an affordable way to protect your home and family, talk with an agent today about homeowners insurance in New York.

Choosing the Right Coverage

There’s a lot to think about when you’re choosing home insurance in New York. You want to make sure you have enough coverage to protect your home and family, but you also don’t want to pay more than you need to. Here are a few things to keep in mind as you shop for home insurance in New York -How much coverage do I need?

-How can I save money on my premiums?

-What should be covered by my policy?

-What is not typically covered by a homeowners policy?

Insurance policies are complicated. That’s why we’ve researched so that you can find the right protection at the best price. Give us a call today at (516) 323-8558 and talk with one of our knowledgeable representatives!

How Much Do I Need to Get?

New York is a great place to live, but it’s important to remember that natural disasters can happen here, too. That’s why it’s so important to have adequate home insurance. But how much home insurance do you need? You should have enough coverage to pay for rebuilding your house or paying off the mortgage in the event of a total loss. If you’re worried about not having enough coverage or simply want peace of mind, talk with an independent agent about which policy will best fit your needs and budget. Homes are precious places where memories are made. Protect yours by making sure you’re properly insured today!

Types of Coverage Options Available

There are different types of home insurance policies available in New York, each with its unique coverage options. You can choose a policy that covers the basics, like fire and theft, or one that provides more comprehensive protection. Some policies even offer special coverage for things like floods or earthquakes. No matter what type of home insurance you’re looking for, there are plenty of options available to choose from. The best way to find the right policy is by getting quotes from different companies so you can compare rates and see which company offers a price point that’s most affordable for your budget.

Fire Protection for the House and Valuables

New York is a great place to live, but it’s important to remember that homes here are at a higher risk for fires. That’s why it’s so important to have good home insurance that will protect your house and valuables in the event of a fire. Here are some tips to help you choose the best fire protection for your home – Add on coverage like extra living expenses if you don’t already have them included in your policy.

– Get a broad policy with liability limits of up to $1 million per occurrence.

– Select lower deductibles if possible – they’re an affordable way to provide coverage for high-value items like jewelry or fine art.

– Consider property coverage limits equal to the full replacement cost for each item listed on your inventory list; this will cover most damage from a fire or other disasters and avoid costly negotiations with your insurer after something happens. You can’t put a price tag on peace of mind.

Preparing for Emergencies

No one ever expects an emergency to happen, but unfortunately, they do. That’s why it’s important to have a plan in place and to know what to do if one should occur. Here are a few tips to help you prepare for an emergency – Be sure that all your family members know the emergency numbers for police, fire, and ambulance services.

– Make sure that everyone knows how to use the phone or computer to call 911 or other emergency services even if the power is out. If your home doesn’t have landline service or your cell phone battery is dead, be sure there is a working phone nearby outside of the house (in the garage or next door).

– Establish an escape route from each room in case of fire—know where all the windows are located and figure out which ones can be opened easily enough so everyone can get out quickly.

Finally, don’t forget to teach children about stop, drop, and roll. In short: when smoke fills the air and you need to evacuate as fast as possible, covering yourself with anything available (clothing or rug) helps put out the flames by depriving them of oxygen. Remember these tips and share them with your loved ones so that we can help make emergencies less stressful for our families!

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Cement Contractors Near Me

Whether you need to repair a concrete sidewalk or want a fresh new driveway, patio or porch. A quality residential concrete contractor can make that happen.

But not all contractors are the same, so it is important to choose the right one for your project. Here are five things to look for when choosing a concrete contractor near me:

Experience

Concrete is an amazing material to work with, but it’s also difficult if you’re not used to it. A concrete contractor knows how to handle it, and you can trust them to follow proper construction methods. This way, you’ll get a finished product that is safe and durable.

Homeowners can DIY concrete projects, but they should be prepared to invest a lot of time and energy. They must learn how to operate specialized equipment and have a good understanding of the best materials to use. They also run the risk of poor installation that can result in cracking and other damage.

If you’re building a new concrete patio or walkway, look for residential concrete companies near me with extensive experience in the project you’re planning. Check their portfolios, testimonials, and reviews to find the right contractor for your job. You can also ask about their insurance, worker’s compensation, and bond guarantees. Some contractors specialize in different areas of concrete work, such as foundations or slabs.

License

A concrete contractor can repair and install driveways, sidewalks, patios, porches, garage floors, and foundations. They should be licensed and have insurance to protect you if something goes wrong during the project. They should also be able to explain the process and answer any questions you may have.

A licensed concrete contractor is a professional who has passed a test and put money aside in case of disputes. It is a way to ensure that the contractor is legitimate and will do the job right. It is important to check with your state to see if they require licensing for contractors.

Established concrete contractors and cement installers can add incredible refinement and functionality to your home. They can upgrade your backyard, pool area, and other outdoor areas to improve the quality of your life. They can also create decorative walkways and other features that will enhance the beauty of your property. Their services include staining and accenting concrete to match your design aesthetic.

Insurance

Many general contractors require concrete and cement contractors to carry general liability insurance before they will allow them on a construction site. This type of insurance covers property damage and injuries caused by your work. It also pays for the medical expenses of your workers if they are injured on the job.

Many concrete businesses also purchase commercial property insurance. This coverage protects your business building and equipment from common perils like fire, windstorm, water, and vandalism. It may also pay for the cost of renting temporary space if your property is damaged by a covered peril.

Another important policy for concrete companies is pollution liability insurance. This coverage pays for bodily injury, property damage, and cleanup costs if your company causes environmental damage. For example, if a concrete mixer leaks oil and contaminates the environment, this type of insurance may cover the cost of cleanup and legal fees. Lastly, most concrete and cement contracting companies also purchase commercial auto insurance. This policy covers your company vehicles if they are damaged or stolen.

Reviews

When hiring a cement contractor, it’s important to find one with good reviews. This will help you ensure that your project is finished on time and within budget. In addition, you can trust that the work will be done correctly the first time around.

Cement contractors near me are available to assist homeowners with concrete installation projects of all types, including patios, driveways, brickwork & tuck pointing, sidewalks, garage floors & foundations, and porches. They also have experience working on commercial and light industrial concrete projects.

Concrete installation is a difficult process that requires special training and equipment. Homeowners who attempt to install concrete themselves run the risk of cracking concrete, which can make a driveway or patio look unattractive and unsightly. They may also miscalculate the amount of materials needed or use the wrong technique for pouring and finishing the concrete, resulting in poor quality.

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24/7 Shutter Repair London | Emergency Repairs

Sometimes things happens unexpectedly, but don’t worry incase of shutter repair we are here 24 hours to support you. Our team provides emergency shutter repair service. You don’t have to worry about anything, and your business will be protected at all costs. Our professionals will arrive at your place and carry out the entire work with the utmost perfection so that you have the best quality shutters. We first give you a temporary solution, and then fix them again the next day. If you own a business or store, it is very likely that your roller shutters are one of the most important pieces of equipment on your property. Roller shutters can be used to protect windows against theft and vandalism, but they also can help keep out weather elements such as rain and snow. If you notice any issues with your roller shutters—whether it's an issue with the hardware like screws or rollers, or something more serious like rusting metal—it is vital that you contact a professional for repairs as soon as possible. Any delay could result in further damage to the shutter which may lead to increased costs down the line. If you're looking for the most reliable and cost-effective emergency shutter repair services in London, 24 shutter repair pvt. ltd is the place to go. We are the one-stop solution for all your shutter-related repair issues. Contact us: https://24shutterrepair.co.uk/roller-shutter-repair-london/ https://24shutterrepair.co.uk/

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