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Ok It's Time for my...Annual *Pre-Burning Man Rant and Predictions!!
2020.09.01 08:17 zapperwippersnapperOk It's Time for my...Annual *Pre-Burning Man Rant and Predictions!!
Ok It's Time for my . . . Annual Pre-Burning Man Rant and Predictions!!! After 22+ years of attendance, I have watched this festival go from what was described by Wired Magazine in 1997 as, "what the internet would be like if it was happening in reality" to 2020 where, "What? In reality, this festival is happening on the internet" ?!? What a serious head fuck . . . So strap in or strap on and get ready for disappointment . . . like virtually everything in this virtual world right now. Here goes this year's Virtual Rant! PREDICTIONS The Virtual Burn is going the be everything you think it could be . . . an underwhelming and depressing reminder that you are not going the real Burning Man this year. While it is still better than nothing, nothing is an extremely low bar. Get ready for a clusterfuck of 8 separately-produced interpretive video game dreamscapes, made by skilled teams of programmers eager to prove that their world-building technology will be able to make future financial investors a shitload of money. Burning Man 2021 is a 50/50 chance at best. 2022 is not looking that great either. Between The Org burning cash on side projects, the FEDs wanting to crack down hard and the Bureau of Land Management clearly pretty fucking stoked that they did not have to deal with the whole shitshow this year, it's going to be an uphill battle for the festival to return. Huge changes will need to be made. Those few gluttons for punishment who do decide to go to the playa this week will be treated to Burning Man without the Burning Man Experience. It will take all the hard work, organization and preparation for survival in the middle of a harsh desert environment for a week of Burning Man . . . just without the Burning Man. If there is one silver lining of the event not happening this year, it's the fact that I don't have to pack up my dust covered Burning Man bullshit from last year, drive 19 hours, then have to smuggle drugs inside my ass to make it past the BLM rangers just go camping in one of the most fucking miserable and inhospitable places on earth. Without Shirtcockers, Megaphones and Massive Thumping Soundsystems, it's just a bogus camping trip in bad weather with a shitload of cops. This year we will NOT be seeing the usual post-Burn MASSSIVE FLOOD of social media posts from Burners who lost their nice $60 water bottle/container somewhere on the playa, often accompanied by a story of why this particular water container was of importance because it has a strap on it, followed by a brief description of unique camps stickers on it and a photo of said missing water bottle/container. In fact, while we are starting to think about cutting costs -- How about lost and found stops giving a fuck about your overpriced water bottle. You lost it, Becky . . . let it go. You spent 20 times More Money on Cocaine for the week than the price of your fucking stoopid-Smart-Bottle-container. THE VIRTUAL BURN This year’s Virtual Burn brings about more questions than it does answers. How will Shirtcockers express their hatred of pants without a Burning Man? In a virtual world, they become no different than unsolicited dick pics. How will Artcar Owners be able to swing their metaphorical dicks around without their Artcars booming Deep House music to show the world their girth. Sure, you can build one in the Minecraft world for this years Burn . . .But lets face it: No one is gonna be like "Who did that 3D CAD drawing, I totally wanna fuck them!" What will all the Assholes with Megaphones do without Burners to heckle? Without handheld amplified audio devices and wide-open spaces, they become no different than Internet Trolls. How will Hippies on a Vision Quest be able find their spirit animal online? Without a guided shamanic ritual and Temple to burn, they become no different than someone playing Animal Crossing. If there is no moop or trash to clean up in a virtual Burning Man how can Moop-shamers be able to prove to campmates and others that they are better at "doing Burning Man " than everyone else? In a virtual world they become no different than a Sarah McLaughlin Green Peace commercial. How will Dooshbonnets and Dooshbags be able to gain followers on Instagram without the giant Robot Heart to climb? How can they show the world that they not only have braved the pool of Piranhas chomping for position for line, negotiated past the all-seeing and all-knowing doorgirl with a clipboard, proving that they have climbed both the social and physical ladder to reach the top of the Robot Heart, so that they may look down upon the lowly dancefloor with both spite and pity for the unwashed masses who where not able achieve such greatness. Without this accomplishment, they become no different than average Twitter users vying for Celebrity attention. How will Burning Man DJs be able to disappoint us with poorly executed timing and bullshit Michael Jackson remixes? Without huge Soundsystems to bang out the worst in modern electronic music, DJs just become . . . The SAME TERRIBLE DJs just now on Twitch! #playatech #Djstreaming #Djsofburningman Although each Virtual World must have been an amazing feat of programming in its scope and size, it kinda feels like a huge project that was done in a short amount of time. None of the Eight Worlds, in any way, reflect the typical Burning Man experience. However, there are a few non-official super realistic Burning Man simulators out there. By far the most realistic experience has to be the "Getting Out More This Year" Simulator. The player is welcomed to a rich and tangible 3D World of Chris's DopeAss 70s RV, which is camped way out on 4:30 and H, where your avatar can spend all day and all night doing fun things like Ketamine, or other colorful interactive game play such as snorting Ketamine, and even interact with the virtual Chris’s chat box and watch his avatar do Ketamine. Other game play options include doing Ketamine, talking about doing Ketamine and also doing Ketamine. The more days and nights spent doing Ketamine, the higher the score! If you want to experience what a typical Burner really does the whole week, than this one is for you!! Then we have: "Let's Go Party" . . . the online multi-player game where the objective is to get your group of more than 6 Burners to try and leave camp, and all go out to party together. I did not have much fun playing. I was never able to leave the front of camp. 14 hours of game play later, Brenda still needs to go back for chapstick and Ricky can’t find his bag of blow. Then once Brenda arrives ready, Kaleporia is cold and needs a scarf. Darkwad David is going back to get some blinky lights for the 3rd time. Now Timmy can't find his cigarettes . . . Fuck. “ManBun Boyfriend”. In this first person POV game, you (the ManBun) has little to no control within the game, with only a single "Ok, Sure" button to navigate within the world. The game play opens as the player is dragged out of bed at 6 AM by the onscreen girlfriend who takes you (the ManBun) on an treacherous journey of sunrise yoga classes, self help lectures, think and grow rich seminars, yoga, positive affirmation workshops, mindful guided mediations, yoga, healing arts ceremonies, wellness and well-being talks, yoga, vegan lifestyle in the new age conferences, yoga, mindful-and-wellness-group-chat and also yoga. Extra points if you can score a selfie in front of the Giant BELIEVE letters!! After 8 grueling hours of game play, it simply flashes a screen where girlfriend says "I'm Tired", and the “ManBun Boyfriend” simulator then restarts game play to opening sequence. “DJs Girlfriend”. This simulation offers a similar experience to “ManBun Boyfriend”. However, in this first person POV game, you (the DJs Girlfriend) is invited to Follow "Dj GlockTrigger" on a dubstep-and-monster-energy-drink-filled adventure as you (the DJs Girlfriend) is rushed from empty dancefloor to empty dancefloor, while picking up extra points if you can find him a "line of blow". After 12 hours of game play the screen flashes "Hey babe I'm gonna go drink with the boyies" and game play is reset. THE RANT I am not that great at finance. Obviously. I’ve been to Burning Man 22 times. That should tell you enough about my poor financial / life choices. But even this burnout Burner can do the math and see that the Burning Man Org is in financial trouble. Burning Man may need to sell out to save itself. It would not be the first time.. Burning Man "sold out" to the PsyTrance community in 1997. To help ticket sales, the Bay Area was flooded with seriously lame underproduced Rave flyers. Or maybe Dr. Dre can toss in a few million to keep The Org afloat once again. Or hey why don't we start tickling Elon Musk's balls again, and see if we can start choking on his shaft in return for some sweet corporate demon semen sponsorship. The Org has already gone pinky finger deep with him. Like when Tesla brought out a full-on Electric Car Expo. That's right, in 2007, at Burning Man, right at fucking Esplanade & 9:00, they had what can only be described as an “anonymous car dealership” from “the green future”, complete with lengthy-worded displays filled with lofty promises of clean energy, infused with subtle corporate propaganda. In the center of the exhibit sat a life-size solid black plastic model Tesla car. As well as someone on guard 24/7 to make sure no one tagged or fucked with the stoopid thing. I personally got chased out for drawing a dick in the DUST on the window! All I know is they should have burnt it down or blew it up by the end of the week, but that lame ass mother fucker was still there on Sunday when I journeyed back to draw a dick on it again -- this time with a PAINT PEN. After executing a perfect fat-sacked-choad-headed-donger on the hood, I was once again chased out by rangers, this time with pitchforks screaming bloody murder for my head!! Fuck you, Ranger Doug! You will never be able to prove that was Me!!! So Look, it's not the first time The Org spread its asscheeks for a little bit of corporate dick on the side. They also bent over back in 2013 and let Mark Fucking Zuckerberg bring a Giant Golden 'LIKE' sculpture out there. I just hope they did the right thing by the end of week and it was killed with fire. SO we know The Org is corporateBiCurious. Time to snuggle up, get out of the corporate cocksucking closet and cash in on the fact that this place sold out a long time ago. Start flirting with attractive corporate entities like Mark Z, the Google Boys, Elon, Tommy Boy from Myspace, or maybe even P-Diddy to toss in some cash to get this fucking party started again! Yo, Elon! How can we have Burning Man on Mars in 2050 as planned, if we can’t keep it going on Earth for the next 30 years? At this point, The Org can spread their legs in the backseat of that Tesla and change next years theme to Space-X. I could give a FUCK!!!!! As long as we can keep Old Naked Dudes On Bikes rolling free. Let some of these cocksucking limpdick corporations like Doritos -- who have already profited from using our Artcars and culture in a their fabricated commercials -- actually fucking pay us money and we will let them shoot a real commercial out there. Have fun pixelating the nipples out of the background actors. I COULD GIVE A FUCK as long as Shirtcockers have a natural habitat to dongslap and roam free. Let Brazzers.com build the Temple! I sincerely really don't care what they do . . . as long as Assholes with Megaphones have wide open spaces to heckle Burners in the Black Rock Desert like GOD intended. BACK TO BASICS : THE FESTIVAL WILL NEED TO RESEST Maybe The Org will stop fisting themselves in the burnhole with all the Cultural-Direction-Bullshit and get down to brass tax here. They have spent years trying to market the festival as a family-friendly-non-offensive-all-inclusive-experience for the suburban upperclass while still catering to the super elite. We need The Org to provide the DPW and Tickets . . . Not for Cultural Direction, or Large Scale Art Funding Circle Jerks, Abstract Charity Causes, International Involvement, or any of the Meaningless Feel-Good Propaganda tools they use to control the image of the festival! The number one focus from here on out needs to be the festival itself taking place once again in Black Rock City! This defacto-defunding of The Org is a blessing. Look, when it comes down to it, it's not about the lame fucking themes each year. It's about the Burners who come and contribute to the festival that makes it special. It’s not about overpriced art grants, or Rich-Dick Theme Camp placement priorities. It about the shitty unofficial un-themed camp at 7:00 and J blaring Discotrance music on a distorted soundsystem while giving away room temperature margaritas! I could give a fuck about all of the elaborate expensive blinking bullshit! Cuts cost! Make the Burning Man effigy from toothpicks for all I give a fuck. None of that shit really matters. The spirit of Burning Man is in the person giving away ice cream from a cooler out in deep playa on a hot afternoon. The soul of the festival is in Old Naked Dudes on a Bikes rolling free across the desert! The heart of the festival is the Nightmare Hippy Chick on Acid rolling around in the dust, screaming about her spirit vegetable. Believe me if The Org had its way, Burning Man would be nothing but Transformational Mediation Seminars, Yoga Classes, Ultra Overpriced Sculptures, and TED talks about how to get rich quick selling a new type of investment portfolio. I am perfectly happy with the crappy bars and half-assed theme camps that are there just to have a good time. We don't need The Org's unique brand of new age capital-elitism bullshit. They have clearly dropped the ball on the Cultural Direction for years, and the less they steer the ship, the better, cuz we have already washed up on the rocks. BULLSHIT CLICKBAIT “Top 10 Burning Man Pictures You Must See To Believe!” And once clicked, sure enough it’s nothing but a bunch of super basic-ass photos of some super-hot-Coachella-swinger-couple at sunset in front of the most gentrified “OMG I need to get a selfie in front that to show my followers on Instagram” artwork on the playa. You already know exactly where these fucksticks took the stoopid photo is front of, OF fucking course it's in front of the BELIEVE letters. It’s Basically the "live, laugh, love" of playa art. Really, I won't believe this ?! What I won't believe is that their relationship is going to last beyond next week . . . cuz there’s a 90% chance they are gonna join the wrong gangbang at the Orgy Dome and suddenly someone is not happy about the amount of buttfucking the other one received. Thanks Business Insider Magazine for exposing the public to the wild and crazy world that is Burning Man. Now every fucking Chad and Becky from Wall Street is trying to come here to get laid. "Bro if I was there I would bang so many Hot Chicks on top of those letters" . . . "OMG I LOVE those Letters!! We are SOOO going to Burning Man to meet our future husbands <3." How about 10 REAL photos you won’t believe? Too bad the cameras weren’t there to snap a picture of the guy who took a shower with a fat chick and midget porn star! It’s a shame no one from the Daily Mail UK was there to catch video of the guy who was tripping his nuts off and could not figure out how to unlock the door of the porta-potty -- escaping only by busting through the plastic roof and climbing out the top several hours later. Or how about that chick at the meditation camp that was able to summon a higher power of consciousness and transcended the spacetime continuum for a short/infinite amount of time! Where the fuck was BoredPanda.com to catch a photo of the person who was hit with a rubber dildo when it was carelessly thrown from the top of the Space Pirate ship into the Mayan Warrior crowd. Now That’s some real stuff that happens out there that I would be happy to clickbait on! THERE WILL BE SOME CHANGES MADE The Large Scale Art: Instead of funding massive installations that end up being resold to casinos on the Las Vegas strip, why not treat them like large Rich-Dick Theme Camps -- give the Installation Artists 200 DGS Tickets, and in return, these assholes will be happy to spend shitloads of money on blinky light towers or whatever, just so they can lock in those sweet sweet reserved tickets for themselves and their friends. The Tone: The Utopian Blinkylight Dreamscape has been cool for the past 16 years . . . Buuuut . . . it has gradually fallen out of touch with the world around us. For far too long, The Org has ignored camps or underfunded art that could be perceived as dark or controversial in any way, shape or form. Yet again, another example of their Cultural Direction Tactics to market Burning Man as a blinky-light-mickey-mouse-Epcot-Center for wealthy-business-insiders-and-celebrities featuring a safespace-family-oriented-wholesome-body-wellness-green-living-environment for social-media-influencer-photo-shoots. Burning Man has NEVER been a Safe place! In 1998, I witnessed a beheading by guillotine at the Opera Performance that was so realistic I spent the next 5 hours (still frying balls on acid!) convinced that Billy Graham was right about this place being a Satanic death cult that would bring about the end of the world. IT WAS DISTURBING! If the Barbie Death Camp incident at last years’ Burn taught us anything, it is that there clearly need to be risky and controversial works of art at the festival. We can't be having pussy-footed Australians throwing temper tantrums like little punk bitches CUZ they don't like the way someone put Barbie Dolls inside an oven! Why did that do-good-koala-humping-limpdick-ASS-licker think it was OK? Well . . .The Org has shoved the narrative that Burning Man is strictly "good vibes only" down our fucking throats so deep that we finally gagged from it. Why the fuck was that guy even there? Well, he clicked on the Business Insiders’ “Top Ten Burning Man Photos You Must See To BELIEVE” and thought it was gonna be nothing but butterfly sculptures and Instagram Models in front of giant letters. No Kids: Yep. Sorry Minecraft Burners, but you are gonna have to wait until you are 21 to come to this party! Renegotiating the insurance policy as an over-21 festival will save The Org millions and millions of dollars. Out of 80,000 people, less than .05% are under 21 . . .yet we have to check IDs at every fucking bar !? Every year the gate gets closed down and no one can filter in or out because someone asshole can't find their kid. This should be a HUGE red flag ! Law Enforcement uses the fact that minors are allowed at the event as justification to engage in predatory conduct such as undercover stings, camp raids and random tickets for unsuspecting bartenders who forget to check IDs. Also I am not comfortable with the legal grey area the Shirtcocking and Titbouncing in the presence of minors creates. And if it ever comes down to nudity versus allowing kids, I am sorry but we can't sacrifice the heart of this festival on account of the fact that you don't want to get a fucking babysitter for the week. Your kids could give a flying-donald-duck-fuck about Burning Man! You and I both know goddamn well that given the opportunity they would rather play video games for the week at grandma's house then have to listen to Mom and Dad fight at Burning Man all week about who got buttfucked by whom at the Orgy Dome. . . LEAVE THEM AT HOME!!!!!! So the rest of us can be free to fuck, drink, smoke and wave our goddamn dicks and clits around whereever we see fit!!! The Temple: In the early days of the David Best Temples, they were constructed from the leftover hollows of wooden dinosaur jigsaw puzzle pieces. It was low cost, recycled and pretty fucking cool! Last year’s Temple was overdesigned, structurally unsound, and made from rare rustic-oak hardwood and redwood trees imported from China. Let’s cut costs and just do what those guys from Belgium did in 2005. It's a Very Simple Plan. We get a shitload of old 2x4 boards and fucking Wing It! The Belgium Waffle House would have made a perfectly good Temple. Garbage Dumpsters: Yep, that's right. In the future we will have dumpsters at Burning Man! All the Survivalist and Moop-shaming Burners say it will destroy the festival. Guess what, Burn Nut? It's already common practice for larger theme camps to rent dumpsters that are emptied at the end of the week!! It's been going on for YEARS! So what? Theme Camps will now have to pay a dumpster fee and there will be strict rules around any public dumpsters. Believe me The Org will provide the minimum amount possible to accommodate the BLM. It won't be nearly enough dumpsters for everyone to just toss all their trash, recycling and extra bikes into. Don't worry, Radical Self-Reliant Survivalist Burnertypes, other people will still have to suffer packing up and dealing with their own trash on the ride home. Moop-shamers rejoice! You will definitely still be able to shame people for mooping and not cleaning up, if not even more so now. I don't see why we can't be Radically Self-Reliant by having dumpsters on site. We will still Leave No Trace, while leaving one less thing for surrounding communities to bitch about. Build the Wall !!! Ya fuck it! Build the Wall. So what? Honestly, it will be more aesthetically pleasing than that fucking orange fence. And if that is what the Feds want, that's cool with me -- as long as The Org gets to choose who does Security! Thank fucking god we are not doing Burning Man this year. With the world on fire all around us, it seems a bit tone-def to hold a giant rave utopia party! I, for one, will be enjoying the week indoors under air-conditioning and rolling around in the heaps of cash I am saving by not going. I’m not attending a single workshop to expand my consciousness, not giving a single gift to anyone, and not being radical or self-reliant in any way. Fuck your Virtual Burn. I am Zapper Jones. I will see you in the Dust again . . . Sometime Somewhere in the Future!
2020.08.24 15:48 ColourblindnessHow I spent my summer tutoring kids at Indigo Courts & the dark secrets I learned within
I’ve sat down to try and compose my thoughts about a dozen times now, with limited success. I know people say just write what you want to express but fuck if I know how to do that. I’m sixteen, going on seventeen in September and I can hardly keep a boyfriend let alone figure out my own damn thoughts. It was a boy that got me into this mess anyway. Spencer Moseley, a kid from three blocks down that I once had a crush on and then friendzoned. Since then, we’ve helped each other out with English assignments and piggybacking off each other’s WiFi to play Fortnite, but it all changed this May. Spencer’s dad works at the local hospital, graveyard shift; three nights a week and one late night Spence shot me a DM out of the blue. Spence: >you up? Me: >I am now… Then he told me that his dad was diagnosed with coronavirus and his job was placing him on mandatory quarantine for the next 14 days. Me: >fuck that’s awful! You mean you can’t even go outside your house? Spence: >no. My mom is trying to set up a way for the local Walmart to drop off groceries but if dad doesn’t get unemployment We may not even be able to afford that. Me: >Jesus I’m sorry. Spence: >it’s fine I guess. Got more time for games now lol I tried to play it cool and distract him, and we wound up talking for hours. Eventually he started realizing that if his dad didn’t get any pay, they would all be in deep trouble. Spencer: >mom and him have been arguing all night. Apparently we’re late on rent. Credit card bills have piled up. Dad didn’t tell her any of this shit. Me: >shit. Spencer: >I gotta go. I didn’t hear from him for a few days, but I worried about him so I occasionally shot him a few messages. After a whole 4 days of zero contact, he responded. Spence: >sorry. Been busy. I remember making a deep sigh of frustration. Me: >thank god. I was about to come over to your house and demand to see you were alive. Spencer: >that would have been a bad idea. Lol. Me: >anyway… any luck on the unemployment thing with your dad? Spencer: >no… well maybe yes but not that. I was talking to Justine the other night and she said she might be able to hook me up with a tutor gig. Me: >Justine Tanner? Doesn’t she work for the rich folks over in Indigo Courts? Spencer: >that’s the one! Anyway she is going on vaycay for the summer and said I could cover for her. It might be enough to cover for my folks. Inwardly I was a little jealous. Indigo Courts was a well to do culdesac about twenty minutes from me, a new development with about a dozen houses and loads of cash. Spence: >According to Justine, all the kids there go to some fancy-smancy private school. So the parents will pay top dollar for their little prodigies. Me: >sounds cool! Sign me up too lol. But will they let you work there? I thought you had to be under quarantine too? Spence: >what they don’t know won’t hurt em. Those rich twats can afford good treatment if they get sick. We need the money. I didn’t bother arguing with him, knowing I would do the same if I was in his shoes. Me: >Just be careful. We didn’t talk for about two weeks. I figured he was probably busy or something. Then out of the blue again, he messaged me on Snapchat at some ungodly hour. But this time it was entirely different. Spence: >Avery, please wake up. Me: >wtf man. It’s like 2 fucking 30 in the morning. Spence: >I need help. Something happened while I was at Indigo Courts today. Me: > what? Did one of the kids try to flirt with you or something? Spence: This is serious! There is something wrong with those kids. Me: >okay…? Spence: >listen just come to my house tomorrow. I can’t explain right now. Might be watched or something. Me: >Are you high? I was doing my best to take him seriously but he was sounding so erratic. Maybe I was a little nervous by how panicked he was acting? Like I said, I’ve known Spencer for ages. He’s always been level headed. This though, it made me worried. Spence: >just come. And tell no one. I promised I would and did my best to go back to sleep. His behavior definitely gave me a weird vibe. Made me feel paranoid. But eventually exhaustion won the battle. When I woke the next day it was past lunch, I tried to DM him and apologize but for some reason his Snapchat was no longer active. I tried Facebook, Instagram and Twitter only to find the same. Suddenly, his digital footprint was gone. I remember getting dressed as I scrambled down the stairs and my mom chided me for sleeping in so late. I made some half hearted promise to help with chores and my little brother as I went to the garage and grabbed my skateboard. Spencer’s is only about three blocks away, so I figured I would go over immediately and find out what was up. I don’t think I will ever forget that day. I was maybe on the second block when I knew something was wrong. The hair on the back of my neck stuck up as I saw lines of police cruisers parked on the side of the road. Officers were questioning neighbors, and using tape to rope off a house on the next corner. Spencer’s house. Instinctively I ran toward the yellow tape only to be stopped by one of the deputies. “I know that family!” I explained to him as I tried to look inside the house. There was no indication of a fire. But it only took a second to see what had happened and it made my heart drop. A team of medical examiners hauled out two stretchers from their back porch, both with zipped up morgue bags on top of them. Adult sized ones. It made me take a step back and vomit. A shiver ran down my spine as the medics took the bodies away and I overheard the cops gossiping about what had transpired. “Kids these days. You never know what kinda shit they are going through. But to kill your parents like that? It’s bloody inhuman.” Just then I saw the officers bring Spencer out in handcuffs. His jeans and Def Leppard shirt were completely soaked in blood. There were scratches on his arms and face. I ran toward the police tape again and his eyes locked with mine. “Listen kid you need to…” In that brief moment of distraction, I think a hundred different things happened. Somehow, Spencer got out of his cuffs and managed to take one of the cop’s weapons. Then a moment later he shot them both and turned to me, his gaze unflinching. I can’t ever forget those eyes. He took the weapon and pointed it at me, screaming my name. “Avery!!” I panicked. I froze and felt my life flash before my eyes. A few of the officers were trying to reach him. But it only took a second for him to tell me what he had to. “Indigo Courts!!” he shouted. Then he turned the weapon on himself and I screamed as he emptied the chamber into his face. That moment the bullet smashed through his skull will forever be scarred into my memory. It was nothing but a living nightmare. My screams mixed with the sound of the cracking bone. The officers tackled his fresh corpse to the ground as I collapsed to the pavement. I don’t remember much else about the incident, but I just can’t forget those eyes. They weren’t the eyes of a person that was alive. I’m not even sure they were human. The police questioned me and I tried my best to make sense of the events , but I had no answers. So after I called my parents and they confirmed I was just a close friend; I was let go. It was maybe a few hours later I was sitting in my room trying to eat a bowl of cheerios when I got a knock on my door and mom came to check on me. “Hey. You all right?” she asked. “I… yeah I think so,” I said looking down at my soggy cereal. “Try not to blame yourself. That boy has always been troubled, you know.” I turned around to look at her in disgust. “Who said that?” “Oh. It’s just… honey. I was friends with some of the parents over in Indigo Courts. They said he was a bit of a troublemaker for their kids this summer. I took it with a grain of salt but… I guess given what’s happened…” My ears were burning and I whipped around and grabbed her hands. “What did they say?” “Avery… I’m not trying to upset you.” I squeezed them, trying to keep my composure. “Mom. What did they say?” She sighed and shifted in her seat a little uncomfortably. “Just that he wasn’t going by the curriculum they gave him, and that he was trying to sneak off with one of their kids last week. It was very bizarre.” “That’s it? That’s all you know?” I asked. “Avery… yo can’t bring him back you know,” mom said. I started to grind my teeth, not wanting her to think I was crazy and instead dropped it. But I didn’t stop thinking about Indigo Courts. I needed to know what had happened there. I stayed up late and started to do some digging online. Found that the cul de sac was about thirty three years old, made around the time of the big housing boom in the 80s. Since then it’s gradually grown to include 13 total houses. And that’s literally all that I found on it. Google Earth showed that it looked like a picture perfect neighborhood. I even saw one of the homeowners out mowing their yard while I skimmed pictures. Nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing of note really. Suburbia to the core. There was a small Facebook group connected to their neighborhood watch though, and that piqued my interest. A few nosey neighbors complained about strange noises they heard at night every few months. It wasn’t regular enough to warrant the cops attention, just… odd behavior that couldn’t be accounted for. None of it separately seemed important. An occasional complaint here; an abandoned car there. But putting them together, it was becoming clearer that something strange was happening in the cul de sac. I tried to reach out to Justine Tanner. We’ve never been friends, but I figured that if anyone could help figure out what had driven Spencer insane it would be her.
hey this is Avery Jones, we took Science and Trig together. Mister McAlister’s class. I know this is kinda crazy and random, but did you ever have any weird experiences while working for the folks at Indigo Court? Sorry for the late text.
Less than ten minutes later she responded. But not the way I expected. She blocked me across social media, and then a few minutes later when I used my brother’s Facebook I found out she had deleted her account. That bad feeling I was getting was starting to grow. Spencer couldn’t have simply snapped, I was sure of it. Something had happened. And God help me, I decided to get to the bottom of it. The next morning I had the makings of a half baked scheme in my sleep deprived brain. “Mom… I’m thinking about getting a summer job. Something to pass the time til school is back,” I said over breakfast. “Hmm? In this heat? Avery you shouldn’t push yourself.” “Nothing outdoors. I was thinking of becoming a tutor. Some of the families in the area pay quite well. I could start saving up for that Honda I want,” I said with a half forced smile. Mom stopped what she was doing and stared at me. “Avery, I don’t know. You know how these people are. One bad review could ruin you,” she fretted. “At least let me try,” I insisted. She gave in so that afternoon I set myself up an online profile as a music tutor. Truth be told, I’m not the best at any subject but I figured for Spencer’s sake I had to fake it til I make it. I made sure to emphasize my outstanding achievements from junior high and put down that Justine recommended me, even if it wasn’t true I figured they wouldn’t bother to check. The wager paid off. A few hours later, I got my first bite. Angelia Crowler, third house on the left in Indigo Courts. I didn’t even bother to tell my mom I was leaving for an interview. Since I wanted to put my best foot forward with Mrs. Crowler I took the bus to Indigo Courts, dressed in one of my junior dance dresses and even a little makeup. I was certain getting inside one of their houses would divulge all the secrets I needed. Stepping out of the bus at the corner of the cul de sac made me rethink that though. I could see children out in the streets, playing ball and enjoying summer just like normal. Hadn’t Spencer said there was something off about them? I did hear the incessant barkings of a dog but I couldn’t make out where it was coming from. All I could see was everything you would expect from any neighborhood across America. I steeled myself, brushing aside my second guesses and walked to the third house on the left. Mrs. Crowler was out watering some begonias in a sundress and wide brim hat when I approached. “You must be Avery!” she said when my shadow cast itself over her work. She turned and looked at me with the most pristine smile. It was almost unsettling how pleasant she looked. The barking grew louder, like an internal warning going off. “Won’t you come in?” she asked softly. Inside I felt like I was transported to a different world. I’ve always felt like we lived pretty well in the suburbs. But the people here in Indigo Court were on another level entirely. Immaculate tile flooring, marble columns and table tops. Massive mirrors and chandeliers. They even had their own maid. It felt like I was in Hollywood or some private resort. “Would you like some juice dear?” Mrs. Crowler asked as she walked around the kitchen island to grab some for herself. The maid moved out of the way almost instantly. “Oh no thank you. Water would be fine.” She nodded and got me a bottle, pausing for a moment as she heard a noise from upstairs and then smiled again. “That must be little Gemma. Let me go get her so you two can meet.” I nodded and quietly watched as she disappeared upstairs, taking the chance to look about the room. The place was spotlessly clean, and I couldn’t help but wonder if the maid had lived with them for very long. I got up and moved to the west wall. It was decorated with family portraits going back about two generations, but oddly enough, it looked like they had been in the same house with little to no difference. Not even a curtain changed or a piece of furniture moved. As I staring I felt a sharp breath behind me and turned to see the housekeeper looking at me thoughtfully. Was she frightened? I decided to try and strike up a conversation. “Have you… worked with the Crowler family for very long?” She started to wipe down the counter again, pretending she didn’t hear me. “My friend, Justine. She said these are good people. Did you know her?” I persisted. I probably only had a few seconds to get any information out of her so I tried one last resort. “Spencer Moseley? Did you know him?” The housekeeper froze for just long enough that it was noticeable. But then continued to wipe. I got in front of her and made her look at me. “Did something happen to him while he was here?” She didn’t respond. Just looked up with this expression that I can only describe as pure dread. Her skin was going white. Then I heard a sound at the top of the stairs. “So you knew Spencer?” This time it was me that went pale. I turned and looked up to see Mrs. Crowler, her daughter Gemma and her husband coming down the stairs. If I didn’t know any better it seemed like they did so in sync. It was her husband that spoke. He passed me by to grab a beer from the fridge and causally continued his conversation about Spencer. “Quite a remarkable young man. Such a tragedy what happened. Especially since he couldn’t finish his lessons with our Marcus.” I swallowed a gulp of air, disgusted these rich pricks only cared about their own welfare rather than what had happened to my friend. But I did my best to hide it. “While he was under our roof he often spoke of a gifted young lady that had caught his eye. I wonder… if he meant you?” Mister Crowler remarked as he finished his drink and turned to the housemaid. “Any luck talking to Lupita? I imagine it was hard considering she has had her tongue cut out,” he said. I tried my best to not look shocked. “Well go on, show her,” he insisted. Without so much as a grimace of hesitation the housekeeper came over to me and opened her mouth wide to show where her tongue had been severed. It felt like I was on pins and needles the entire time as I looked at it. “Makes you think, doesn’t it?” Mister Crowler commented. But to what he referred I couldn’t be sure. It occurred to me that the loud barking I had heard earlier was now just a whimper. What had happened to the dog? “So. To the lesson. Hmm?” his wife said clasping her hands together eagerly. The husband nodded and went off to his study without another word. Lupita returned to her duties as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Ten minutes later I was in the den with little Gemma sitting beside me at their piano. The instrument was ancient, probably 1940s or older, but looked like it was kept in good repair. “She was learning this sonnet. Are you familiar with it?” Angelia asked turning the music book to the appropriate page and showing me what looked like complex notes for a child of Gemma’s age. I could feel her mother standing there judging me and it briefly terrified me until I closed my eyes and counted to ten quickly. I could do this. Fake it. I studied the lines of the music and carefully went through each one with Gemma, all the while feeling Angelia watching from afar. Even after forty minutes of the session had passed, I was sure her mother was still watching. Waiting for me to make a mistake. I was fucking terrified but somehow I made it through. “I think that’s enough for today,” Mrs Crowler announced after an hour. Gemma seemed to jump at the sound of her mother’s voice. And I didn’t hesitate to take my leave. “I take it you were satisfied with my services ma’am?” I asked as I watched little Gemma scurry upstairs. Was that obedience or fear that made her comply so quickly? Mrs Crowler reached over to my face and placed her hands on my cheeks. “You will suffice. Even the most stubborn of putty can be molded by an experienced sculptor,” she remarked as she seemed to tentatively squeeze my cheeks. “Yes. You should be adequate indeed.” We finalIzed the details of pay but honestly I couldn’t wait to get out of there so I couldn’t tell you what we agreed on. As I left the cul de sac I noticed the children were still out playing their games and tried to reconcile what I had seen inside one home in comparison to this idyllic scene. Was it all a facade? Then I saw a group of children circling around something lying prone on the green grass and I walked over to see. It was the dog that had been barking earlier. It took all I had not to scream. These… children had somehow torn the skin off the poor animal. It was just barely breathing. Those cries earlier hadn’t been of play, but for help I realized as my stomach churned. “Why doesn’t it just die?” one child whispered. I fucking ran to the bus stop. By the time I made it the neighborhood had gone silent. I took out my cell and pretended to take a selfie, adjusting the camera to look behind me. I was trying to not shake. I knew what was happening but I still had to be sure. All of the children had stopped what they were doing and stood motionless, watching me. An instinctive shiver ran up and down my spine. If I had any doubts about the strange sense of eerie that had a stranglehold on Indigo Courts, it died that instant. What the fuck had I gotten into? I was mortified to even imagine it. 330 update
2020.06.30 21:39 fattyffat[Meta] June Monthly Roundup
Hey Jailbreak, Hope everyone is enjoying their summer. There were actually lots of unique and quality tweaks released this month so make sure to have a look at the whole roundup for the month of June below! This was put together without a bot so some posts might have been missed or there might be some other mistakes. If that is the case PM me and I will fix it ASAP.
2020.06.27 01:05 JainaPyroOne Year Trannsiversary -- Here's a story of my journey, my struggles. I LOVE YOU, family!!!
WOW. I cannot believe it's been one year. I've not thought this post through, but I feel the words will come as I type. Here we go. TLDR for those who are just skimming and want quick message. THANK YOU for being you, staying true to WHO you are (not just "what"). Because you are here, reading this, you are awesome. I like to say, this is one of the friendliest communities on the internet based on how we've progressed through our different seasons in our different life battles. Keep sharing the love, you are Changing Lives without knowing it. Also, I went through a lot to get here [aka story below] but it was SO WORTH IT to be able to stand tall -- battered yet strong, so that I can share my adversities with you all. Now for my story. About 14 months [and 19K karma] ago I stumbled on a post in all asking a question about a transgender issue, and being unfamiliar with trans issues, I wanted to know the answer so I of course read it. I then came here to this very subreddit to see what other kinds of questions were being asked. "Wow, these people have deeply intense feelings about how they identify. I'm just so thankful that I'm happily male." But after 15 posts or so. "But wait, I've had these same kind of questions." I had remembered a Trans Timeline video I watched just 2 years prior. I had texted it to my friend. I suddenly remember a wave of intense soul energy that washed over me as I had watched it. SO i go into Chat History scroll all the way back to two years ago, clicked on the link and watched it again. It was a Selfie-Per-Day sped up really fast over 18 months. The same waves of energy came back. Being wiser I realized the emotion I felt was, "I wish I was that happy." You see, the girl went from quite predominantly male (and frowning) to blossoming and happy by the end. I remember that by the end when her hair was fem that each photo had a different style which was the result of her opening herself up and trying new hair styles each day. I desperately wanted that. WHY!? Cue soul searching and dysphoria. Crushing dysphoria. "I cannot even live life anymore as I am!" You see, I had already been cross-dressing throughout my life since the age of FOUR. I always thought it was a unique thing detached to any other part of my life. But the dysphoria brought with it more magic -- realization that, for example, I was dreadfully afraid of puberty and being compared to other boys. The realization that I hated male body language for being too aggressive and hard. The realization that my voice was never high enough "to match my whimsical personality." The realization that I had secretly wished I was a girl married to another girl, my wife. Also, I was jealous of the variety of female fashion. Also, the desire for people to respect me as feminine instead of masculine. Also, the fact I hated my penis for being so big. (I am being sincere, it sucks!!!) And these were only just a few of the initial thoughts without trying! They all came rushing to my awareness. "Ohhhhhh shit." I had no idea I have been secretly desiring to be a woman my ... Whole. Entire. LIFE. So this realization on March 28 or so changed the course of my life forever. Before I get into what happened, here's some background. I've been working from home for 7 years for a dominant, aggressive drill saergent boss in an internet marketing and development boutique. Being passive, shy, timid, agreeable, I never resisted him piling more work onto me. So, for a ~15 worker company, I was the co-CEO in function but only a contractor worker by trade. Also, I'd been increasing in my alcohol consumption. Every day I had 3-6 drinks, and that was just to have a 'uneventful relaxed evening'. As the CEO made me head over more departments, the drinking increased. Because my system was growing in tolerance, it did not increase my symptoms. My boss said, "Here, let's get you on a vacation." Since it had been 5 years since I took any time off. (AKA: 5 Years since I was comfortable enough to ASK for time off.) So he sent me to a West-Coastal town for 3 days on a heavily discounted Groupon deal and he was quite happy I "finally got to get that time off stuff over with in time for the hectic holiday work schedule." So we went, and it was right next to my favorite brewery North Coast. (Shout out if you're familiar with Brother Theloneous!) Now it was an amazing vacation with no hitch, my wife and I had a stellar time! HOWEVER I suddenly became best friends in the world with ... all-day drinking! I was fortunately present and mindful to make it an unforgettable trip with my wife, BUT when I got home I kept the momentum "Just for a few more days, as I adjusted to work life again ... This was all November 2018. ... but when "just a few more days" passed, I kept it up. And in December 2018, after far too many shots (I had ditched beer and moved to hard stuff) I suddenly burnt out all at once. It felt like my mind, emotions, spirituality, cognition, all went haywire and I lost the ability to function. I am on the autism spectrum, and I had been familiar with the term "autistic burnout" - but never did I imagine something so aggressive and all-encompassing. I lost the ability to speak, to function in daily tasks, to feel any one specific emotion... And so I drank even more! "Jaina, that's all crazy and stuff, but what happened to the Dysphoria!?" Right! Thanks for that reminder. SO, In December I went MIA at my job and fell into a huge SCHLUMP which I'll define as being entirely dependent on my wife to help me through it. I hid my drinking by putting my $4 litre bottles of whisky in my office. I justified it to myself with lies like "It's helping me overcome the burn out" but in reality it was just chaining it to myself even more. Skip ahead to March 28, 2019. Crushing dysphoria. Half-drunk (perma) browsing AskTransgender, then TransTimelines, having this soul crushing epiphany. Meanwhile I am struggling to keep a small job, wrestling with the remaining effects of burnout. Suddenly dysphoria became my life. I told my wife about it (which I've covered in other posts here -- I'll link them), and though she did not respond well at first, she started to see my gender dysphoria as something worthy of treatment. I had 2 therapists, and they were both surprised but they too eventually saw this as who I am. Coming out to people was the worst thing imaginable to a shy and timid soul like me! But as I told people one by one I gained courage and strength. After awhile I LOVED coming out to someone new because of the adventure of navigating conversations where so much was still up in the air. Then discouragements hit. My health was failing, with over a dozen side effects. Oh, did I mention i was now having 20+ shots per DAY!? My dreams of embracing my gender identity were ruined. I told myself "Until I get better I cannot keep up the dream. I don't know if my health issues are due to alcohol, but it'd be impossible for me to quit now." So I gave up my dysphoria and it became a fantasy dream... A couple months pass. Now things get REAL :: June 11, 2019. My dad flew in from Hawaii a few days prior because of my failing health. I had them all convinced it was vitamin deficiencies and maybe anemia. (My entire body was covered in bruises and peeling red skin.) He and my wife were planning on supporting me through my doctors visits, during which I was very good at downplaying my alcohol consumption. My liver enzyme tests came back, and it was about 15x exceeding the healthy limits. I think they got a clue what was really going on -- My father and wife went out to do errands. I was staying at home, and I told them I had work to do. That work lasted about 35 minutes because I was also nursing my booze bottle and got so drunk that I couldn't work. In fact, I don't even have memories of the 35 minutes I did. Because, when I regained awareness next, I was being half-carried into the Emergency Room. I remember drunkenly joking with people while waiting. My sister and girlfriend were there. My roommate who is a nurse was there. I was trying to make light of the fact I had too much. But I kept blacking out. Then the dark thoughts hit, "Oh no, they will probably be more aware of my drinking now," and my mind was spinning how I could keep hiding it from them. But the darkness kept taking over, deeper and deeper the darkness went. As I clung to the thought of my alcohol, I descended into greater levels of the personal hell I was going through. I wasn't in my mind or in my body, I was elsewhere. The lust for booze kept luring me into a place I can confidently say was NOT me. Suddenly and transparently, I saw my dependence as a type of slimy demon keeping me chained. And as I was threatened to go deeper, I saw HER. I can't explain adequately enough because it was an abstract realm, but I saw myself ... as a female. She was not drunk. She was laughing, and she looked really cute in her skirt, and there were people around her who accepted her as who she was. She didn't look anything like my FaceApp attempts - she was ME, and also SHE! I snapped out of the darkness SO FAST. I turn, suddenly-sober, to the really concerned and somber group and I said, "Hey, let's get this shit out of my system and toss the bottles. I've got my identity to reclaim!" Sober-minded, just like that. All of those dark thoughts wanting me to keep hold of my addiction suddenly were pitiful screeches from a vile, disgusting voice in my head. I turned off its volume and pushed it away. I was in that ER for 3 days. I sweat out the withdrawal symptoms, which were a "personal slice of hell pie". However, I was remarkably un-concerned of the symptoms. Though I was sweating and shaking and convulsing, I was determined in my mind. I turned to my wife when the others weren't around, and I said, "Jen? After I get better ... after I get sober ... can we talk about HER again? I got to meet HER, and she's better than I could imagine." My wife caught on, and though her facial expressions went from "oh, this topic again?" but slowly switched to "this would be health for hi-- ... her." Many miracles took place in that ER. Suddenly I had no craving or thirst for alcohol. That's miracle #1. Miracle #2 was the fact I didn't die. Remember when my wife and dad went out to do errands? They got back and I was passed out in the closet (where I took 3 naps per day) and I was on the verge of not breathing. They likely saved my life. Miracle #3 was that the hospital didn't 51-50 me, which would have lost my job and put us into a homeless scenario. They were so impressed and blessed by my mature dad and caring wife, they ended up throwing the papers away which would have been catastrophic. Miracle #4 was ... JAINA. You see, I never thought about a female name. Me transitioning was such a far-out possibility that a name wasn't even on my mind. However, that girl I saw standing within an enclave of light amidst the darkness - it's as if she introduced herself to me as Jaina. This was a name I hadn't heard since I was a teenager (Expanded Universe Star Wars Novels -- Jacen and Jaina Solo, twins of The Force.) My birth name is Jacen, and Jaina became ... ME. On that hospital bed I told my wife that name that picked me. She was concerned for me, but saw that my mind was now dwelling in a sober place already. She said, "It's nice to meet yo--... It's nice to meet Jaina." So I went home with a new hope ... The dozen+ health issues started turning around in mere days. I became a health nut and purged the sickness one by one. My sober mindset has stood strong to this day, which is an epic miracle in itself. Three weeks later, we get my new liver tests back -- perfect health! As well as the other tests. My wife shockingly said, "I think we should get you back on those [T Blockers]". My jaw dropped. She had hid them from me when my health was failing because I was trying a ghetto DIY approach. She put the pack of pills in my lap and said "Take half dose .... to start" with a glimmer in her eye and a smirk approaching. "Jaina is to be healthy, remember! Let's go to that trans support meeting so you can get on estrogen as soon as possible. I can't wait to meet Jaina, my new wife!" OH MY GAWD. So that's what we did. About a month after the near-death crisis and death-grip of addiction, I was now sober, healthy, productive, hopeful, focused, and on cloud nine. We went to a trans support group, so my wife got to meet other people "like me", and shew as so amazed by how happy and friendly they were, on the car ride home she said, "Can't we just skip the transition stuff and go straight to Jaina?" My heart, where art thou!?! With my wife's newfound support I got on estrogen (the professional way this time) and thus began the timer. Over the weeks and months I noticed definite changes and improvements. I also came out to over 50 people personally (before FB post) and learned so much about myself in the process. I have been on hormones about 10 months now. While I've remained sober, I have been going through mental health issues (asd, schizo, bpd, bbq, etc. -- 2 hospitalizations and 1 week stay) which have been testing my every fiber of being, but I am remaining strong and hopeful. I like to say that JAINA saved my life. I like to think that the hazy image of her in my mind pulled me through what would have otherwise been a tragic turn for the worse. Throughout the last year in between struggles and difficulties, I managed to record a lot of videos for the community which can be found here below. While it's been awhile since I've done a video, you can see slight transitions throughout! But mostly you see my wild whimsy... https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCcfm25MQ76m7S80YvtZkgJw?view_as=subscriber If you've read all of this ... THANK YOU. Seriously, thank you. Just for one person to be moved by my story would make many of my days to come. I am very happy to share more so PLEASE ask questions, especially ones about any of the various phases of dysphoria/transitioning!! UPDATE -- Here are some of my posts in these communities -- To name a FEW ... I just experienced the CRAZIEST come-out I've ever heard of .... I came out to my dad ... AKA Final Boss Battle. I was SHOCKED... The number of people I've come out to is skyrocketing, and I just need to celebrate An open letter to Dysphoria (long) Wife Finally Approves! The hardest thing to tell a dad.... (No, it's not coming out.) A Beautiful Night Out - A short tale on my first time getting called She/Her in public. [Uplifting] My therapist is calling me by my NewNames. And then my wife surprisingly started, too. HOPE: Much needed Words of Encouragement for this community (VIDEO - feat. Luna the cockatoo) ~ Whimsically Yours, Jaina Jaslyn ~
2020.05.15 02:42 juniorthibI rewatched the entirety of Volume 7 and wrote down all of the different intra-team RWBY interactions we got.
Here's the grand total for each pairing + the whole team: White Rose (Ruby + Weiss) - 4 Bumblebee (Blake + Yang) - 18 Freezerburn (Weiss + Yang) - 0 Ladybug (Ruby + Blake) - 2 Monochrome (Blake + Weiss) - 2 Ruby + Yang - 3 Team RWBY - 8 Yang and Weiss literally don't even look at each other this volume. Yes, I double checked. Here's a slightly detailed description of each interaction: White Rose (1) ep 2: weiss un-dizzies ruby after elm shakes her hand wildly (2) ep 5: 2 seconds of fighting together in the training montage (3) ep 7: they're standing in the same room while pietro talks about penny (4) ep 12: aceops fight, ruby helps weiss once and weiss helps ruby once Bumblebee (1) ep 1: blake saves yang's ass from a sabyr and then smirks at her (2) ep 3: when getting new outfits, yang and blake look at each other and smile/nod (3) ep 3: yang has a gay panic over blake's hair and blake blushes (4) ep 3: yang: "wait till they see what she can do with her eyes" and then blake giggles (5) ep 4: cake selfie during the party (6) ep 5: marrow calls them out for exclusively working together and they basically tell him to go fuck himself (7) ep 5: blake drags a sleepy yang away out of the dorm in the morning (8) ep 6: blake and yang chase each other during training (9) ep 6: blake and yang go night clubbing together alone (10) ep 6: yang teaching blake how to dance in the dorm room (11) ep 7: blake and yang have a long, meaningful talk in the truck (12) ep 7: blake and yang vs robyn (13) ep 10: they fight together down in mantle and share a meaningful look (14) ep 10: they help get mantle citizens onto ships together (15) ep 11: they get busted by ironwood for telling robyn about amity (16) ep 12: blake and yang vs elm and vine during aceops vs rwby (17) ep 12: yang: "blake and i will go look for the others!!" immediately after aceops fight (18) ep 13: blake and yang fight through grimm together to get to JNR + O Freezerburn [ugly sobbing noises] Ladybug (1) ep 1: ruby gets mad at racist and blake says "we can't cause a scene" (2) ep 2: blake: "we'll follow your lead ruby" Monochrome (1) ep 3: weiss and blake have a short one-sided conversation about the sdc (2) ep 4: THEY HELD HANDS!!!!!!!!!! Ruby and Yang (1) ep 4: yang: "ruby come check this out!" about the mission boards (2) ep 5: 2 seconds of fighting together in the training montage (3) ep 11: ruby cries into yang's lap after salem's yo mama joke Team RWBY (1) ep 1: pietro: "you're team rwby!!!!" (2) ep 3: they jump off the airship into the mine together (3) ep 3: a short talk about keeping secrets from ironwood (4) ep 4: ruby: "let's go exploring :D" WBY: various groaning noises (5) ep 4: weiss: fuck u jacq dis is my family naw (6) ep 8: short pre dinner talk with oscar (7) ep 9: they're standing in the same room so i'm counting it (8) ep 11: ironwood yells at them, they get ready to fight the aceops This is not a "bumblebee has too much screentime" rant post. This is a "bumblebee screentime seems so bloated because literally everyone else gets squat in comparison" rant post. Someone tried to tell me that everyone interacted equally together this volume and that I was being overdramatic and I both laughed and died inside at the same time. Anyway that's all I got. Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk.
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2020.03.04 22:16 ar_david_hhMar/4/2020 -- Today's news summarized. Stay informed about the ongoing Anti-Corruption, Economy, Major Changes, Politics, Constitutional Court Crisis, Diaspora, Daily Life, and more...
Parliament approved bills
Parliament voted 110-0-0 to pass a LHK bill that removes the requirement for pension recipients to physically appear to the bank, once a year, to receive a pension electronically. The bank will verify the recipient remotely. 4 out of 17 banks already have the system.
Army reservists are required to appear for training if summoned by the military. Parliament voted 114-0-0 to pass a Defense Ministry bill to increase financial punishment by 50% for missing the exercise summons.
Parliament approved a QP bill to amend the poverty aid law to help lift the poor families and reduce waste during aid distribution.
Parliament approved a bill about receiving help from CIS countries in the event of a radiation incident in Metsamor nuclear power plant.
They unanimously adopted the bill to share info with CIS countries to fight terrorism, physical attacks, and financing.
Kocharyan has a picture with a rifle and a dead lion near him. Parliament was discussing the proposed asset forfeiture laws. A QP MP implied that Robik paid $1 million to have that fun. "You can find photos with multiple such exotic animals, with each costing $100,000 to hunt. It must have cost $1mln to kill those animals for a selfie," said the MP without naming names. HIS NAME IS JOHN CENA. https://www.lragir.am/2020/03/04/523863/
Update: Georgia recently banned the entry of Iranian cargo or drivers entering from Armenia, even if it was meant to be transported to Russia. Armenian drivers claimed that since the new temporary Armenian rule requires Iranian drivers to hand over their cargo to Armenian drivers instead of Iranian drivers themselves traveling to Georgia, there is no risk for Georgians if Armenian drivers transport the Iranian cargo. Today, the Georgian govt decided to lift the ban so Armenian drivers can transport Iranian goods through Georgia.
International airline companies decided to reduce the number of flights to decrease the spread of COVID. Civil Aviation advises Armenians to check their emails to see if they're affected. https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/182085
former mayor's charges dropped / Statute of limitations
Former Yerevan Mayor Yervand Zakharyan and his colleague were earlier charged with embezzling 3bln worth Hakhtanak Park green area, which wasn't even allowed to be privatized or exploited, and giving it to Robert Kocharyan-affiliated hotel in Mar-2008. The investigators had to drop the charges because the statute of limitations has expired. However, the investigators and prosecutors are working to recover the presumably stolen property. https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/182099 https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/170434
Prosecutors ask Supreme to investigate trial delays
The General Prosecutor Arthur Davtyan has contacted the Supreme Court (not Constitutional Court) because some cases are being delayed for years. A case was sent to court in May-2017, but one after another, 3 judges refused to hear the case because they were transferred to other departments. As a result, the case is still in the entry stage. Another similar case is 2-year-old. Sometimes the statute of limitations expires while the case is pending in court (WTF?). One such case happened in Feb-2017 when the judge delayed 18 of the 36 trials for "vacation or overload" reasons. This resulted in the felony suspect being released upon the expiration of the statute of limitations. The General Prosecutor is asking Supremes to intervene. He also ordered subordinate prosecutors not to miss trials unless absolutely necessary. https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/182144
Erebuni military airport's noise
Residents near Shengavit district are complaining about the fighter jet noise caused by the nearby Erebuni airport. "They fly right over our building at various times of the day," says a resident with a small child, "maybe they can move the base further away from Yerevan." The flights don't happen every day, but frequently enough to bother residents. The commander of the Russian aviation base Alexander Petrov admitted that they bother residents. "We fly every other day. We're noisy neighbors. We organized air shows for the nearby public and took other measures to warm our ties, and this resulted in significantly fewer complaints," said Petrov. The jets aren't flying just for fun. They patrol Armenia's airs. "The reason we have to fly over Davtashen is because of geolocation. On one side it's the border, on the other side Geghama mountains, another corner is Mt. Aragaths, so we have to fly over a residential area," said Petrov. Erebuni airport was built in 1933. More details... https://hetq.am/hy/article/114002
corruption busts in army reach unprecedented levels
In 2019, the prosecutors examined as much $ damages done to the army through fraud, as in 2013-2018 combined, say prosecutors. 154 new felony corruption cases. 63 for abuse of power by higher-ups, 29 forgeries, 27 embezzlement, 11 bribery, etc.. 102 officials charged. Cases sent to court +50% YoY. 230 cases of other types of resource waste uncovered, +27% YoY. 70% more warnings that resulted in the voluntary return of stolen resources. 12bln in damages uncovered, up 6x YoYo, and bigger than 2013-2018 combined. 1.2bln recovered so far. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/182161
more cities to start neutering dogs
The stray dog population grew across Armenia in recent years. Yerevan began neutering them in 2019. Byureghavan has contacted Kotayk governor's office for help to implement a similar process. The first group of dogs was neutered recently. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/182177
Yerevan's war on parking clutter in Center
Yerevan municipality recently decided to remove some of the parking spots in the Republic Square, which is a major tourist attraction. "The first thing you do while entering the square is seeing lots of parked cars. We changed this. The city is offering other parking areas for tour-bus drivers, some of whom came to complain about the parking ban today," said Mayor's spokesman Hakob Karapetyan. Q: the bus drivers say you haven't offered them any alternatives. A: not true, we have space in near Sakharov square. Q: but it's too busy, they can't park. A: lanes are being drawn and the parking area is being separated right now. They'll be able to park. They'll (tour agency buses) have their separate parking spot. https://factor.am/226499.html
Freedom House assessment for Artsakh
"Freedom in the World 2020" report says the 2018 revolution and the new administration had a positive impact on making the Artsakh Republic freer. More competition, more active civil society. It's freer than Azerbaijan. "The same cannot be said about gray zones occupied by Russia... Belarus, Russia, and Uzbekistan suppressed the opposition to win... Kazakh president handpicked a successor... Moldovian reforms have stalled... All of the positive changes in Eurasia are associated with the governments of Armenia and Ukraine." Armenia is "Partly Free" as of 2019 report, with 2020 being prepared. https://freedomhouse.org/countries/freedom-world/scores https://armenpress.am/arm/news/1007247.html
how much do YES/NO campaigns pay for TV ads?
Constitutional Court referendum will take place on April 5th. The YES and NO voting campaigns can purchase TV ads. 21TV: 6k/minute (less effective than shouting on the street) 5TV: 6.9k/minute (Robik srika) Kentron: 24k/minute (Gago srika) Yerkir Media: 25k/minute (ARF srika) H1: 50k/minute (Nikol srika) H2: 60k/minute (Robik srika) ShantTV & ArmeniaTV: 100k/minute (someone's srika) https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/182014
alleged referendum violations
One of the co-managers of the NO campaign is HHK Arsen Babayan (suspected of aiding HHK to hijack Constitutional Court in 2018). He shared a Facebook post from a woman claiming that she witnessed how Babayan's NO campaign members tried to bribe senior voters in one of Yerevan districts. Babayan himself shared the report so the police can investigate whether it's true. An investigation was launched. https://armenpress.am/arm/news/1006502.html
YES campaign manager Papikyan urged to report any violation by the YES campaign upon detection. He ruled out the possibility of illegally pressuring local officials to rally the YES vote. Ironically, Papikyan was accused of violating propaganda rules by advocating for a YES vote outside of legally allowed boundaries. https://armenpress.am/arm/news/1007332.html
Taxi drivers received tax exemption. Has the quality improved?
Not by much, according to a QP MP. Last year, the govt decided to remove a 12k fixed fee from individual taxi drivers, in part hoping that it would encourage better service and honesty. A QP MP says the drivers still rig the meters to overcharge travelers, but the complaints have somewhat decreased. https://armenpress.am/arm/news/1007191.html
seniors to compete in checkers, backgammon, basketball
Elderly National Games is a competition organized by the Education Ministry. The 63+ seniors will compete in backgammon, checkers and win money or medals. Each province, including Artsakh, can send 10 players - 5 men and 5 women. They'll compete in checkers, backgammon, basketball shots, and dart. Education Ministry will take care of transport, medical care, filming, equipment. 1st place AMD 95k, 2nd 85k, 3rd 70k. https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/181454
UEFA Nations League
Northern Macedonia v Armenia Sep-5 Armenia v Estonia Sep-8 Armenia v Georgia Oct-8 Estonia v Armenia Oct-11 Georgia v Armenia Nov-13 Armenia v Northern Macedonia Nov-16
Why are Armenia's opponents weak this time? Because the new UEFA Nations League rules say that equally strong teams shall be placed within groups. Gonna get spicy really quick... https://armenpress.am/arm/news/1007212.html
women's soccer team revived / 1st match
On Apr-19-2019 we learned that the Soccer Federation was in talks with the diasporans in USA and elsewhere to assemble a new female soccer national team. It's done. The week-old team played their first friendly match against Lithuania and lost 0:1. The stadium was packed with a few dozen fans who came to witness the historical moment. "We weren't expecting to play that good considering that we only trained together for a few days. This is our birthday," said a Soccer official Anna Tadevosyan. The next match in on Mar-6 12 pm in Pyunik Stadium versus Lithuania again. (gotta try until you win, like the Brexit elections) CONGRATULATIONS AND GOOD LUCK! YOU HAVE A LONG JOURNEY AHEAD! PICS: https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/182121
Yesterday we learned that Nature Ministry began to remove submerged trees from Sevan shores to reduce algae growth. 570mln is granted for this stage, with a petition for extra funding. 750 ha area to be cleaned by 2021. "The cleanup operations are at an unprecedented level." 40 tractors and tree carriers are being used. The cold weather helped to keep the equipment going smoothly (suck it up, global warming) Drones and satellite images were used to identify the areas need for urgent treatment. Ministry plans a 3.5-meter lake level rise by 2029. This would thicken the "cold layer" and improve water quality by keeping algae from spreading to the surface.
agreement to reduce breast cancer drug price / govt to subsidize
Healthcare Ministry signed an agreement with Swiss Roche pharma to reduce the price of breast cancer chemotherapy drug Trastuzumab Herceptin by 30%. This is the 2nd price reduction in a year. In 2019 another agreement reduced it by 10%. "This 40% reduction will allow the Healthcare Ministry to subsidize breast chemotherapy meds," said Minister Torosyan. Thank you Roche, really cool! https://armtimes.com/hy/article/182159
The govt is discussing the idea of building apartment complexes for (e.g. Azeri-Armenian) refugee families instead of buying existing ones. "We would have to carefully choose where to build so we wouldn't harm the local real estate market, and not to build in regions where there is already widespread vacancies," said Pashinyan. No specific plans yet. https://armenpress.am/arm/news/1007317.html
A micro-business is the one that earns less than 24mln/year. Recently they became exempt from taxation. 32,000 micro-businesses registered as of 2020. 1,150 of them are placed on a watch list for possibly exceeding the AMD 24mln threshold while trying to cover it up.
As of Dec-2019, there were 629,000 (+7% YoY) taxable job positions in Armenia. +88k taxable jobs since Apr-2018. The biggest growth came from small/medium trade, food services, food production, services. 482 million (+39%) sales receipts were printed with AMD 6.1 trillion (+14%) turnover. +14% more raids against businesses not printing receipts. +55% more raids to uncover unregistered workers. +38% in taxes & fees that were under-paid by businesses and paid only after IRS recalculated it. https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/182113
Armenian soccerer Henrikh Mkhitaryan welcomed his first child Hamlet. The couple married exactly 9 months ago in June, which makes them good law abiding citizens. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/182176
The accused are innocent until proven guilty in the court of law, even if they sound guilty. Currency in Armenian ֏ unless specified otherwise. Archived posts by Idontknowmuch : PART 1 ; PART 2 ; PART 3 ; PART 4 ; PART 5.
2020.02.13 20:53 lotrus28Report from Warsaw 12/02/2020 Meet & Greet
Some days ago I posted a request to share experience of 2020 Megadeth Meet & Greet package, so now that I'm back home from the latest Warsaw concert I figured I should share one myself. So, here is my report. The timetable of the concert: 14:50 - arrive to the venue, wait outside; 15:40 - they let the M&G ppl in; 16:10 - discussion re Q&A starts, 4 questions are selected in the group; 16:35 - discussion over, signed merch sells start. Personal wristbands (Dave's wristbands are not available anymore), new and used signed drum sticks, David's brand of coffee "Roast in peace", Dave's guitar strap, painted metal hats; 17:00 - timeout; 17:15 - Vic Rattlehead comes out to entertain the crowd and pose for a group photo. If you are hasty, you can snap a selfie with him. Vic is actually Raphael the sound engineer, iirc, part of the crew; 17:20 - Vic leaves; 17:28 - Q&A starts; 17:45 - Q&A ends, shake hands with the band and take a photo, then leave(Early entrance ppl are let in); 19:00 - Bad Volves start their performance; 19:40 - Bad Volves finish off with Zombie, sound check for Megadeth starts; 20:00 - Megadeth starts their performance; 21:00 - Megadeth performance over, white curtain falls. Altogether there were 38 ppl with M&G tickets, 6 of them with backstage entrance. One them was in the wheelchair, so if you wondered it is possible to go to backstage in a wheelchair — but the crew would prefer you to warn them beforehand.During M&G you are offered water and some snacks. The questions at the Q&A were: 1. What is Dave's creative process? What comes first: lyrics or music? How does he employ musical theory? No such thing for him. Keeping to a formula would limit the creativity. Dave was kinda vexed about this question cos it is so frequently asked
yes, no, maybe. Next question. Nah, I'm just kidding. This question has been asked multiple times to me and you can read all about it on the internet, so i don't know why you'd ask that, but for you I will answer it one more time...
2. What is Dave's motivation for performing, instead of reaping the fruit of his work and retiring? Is it the money, the rush of the performance? That question is more of a discussion topic than a question and Dave had no ready answer, so it went back and forth several times.He started by saying that both after his clinical death in 92 and after the cancer diagnosis he felt mad and used that emotion to propel him. He then followed that he feels like it would be a waste to have the talent and still retire
If you are in a relay race and have someone to pass the baton to, you can stop running. But if you are running on your own and have noone to take your place you just keep running. As for the money, I have met multiple ppl chasing the money and ultimately they got nowhere, because they were focusing on the wrong thing. Did I answer your question? I don't really know what I meant.
So, as I get it, performing is an integral part of your personality you cant forego. Could you maybe still feel the need to prove yourself even after all these years?
Prove myself? I dont need to prove anything to anyone anymore.
Not even to your own self? What do you tell yourself when you dont feel like performing and need to get out of bed?
Well, when I wake up, first thing I think is "Oh, I'm alive again?" Then I just kick up my ass out of the bed and get going.
But what is it exactly that gets your ass up?
I think about my fans and the rush I will feel during the performance.
3. What is your advice to someone who wants to get a career in music? David was the one answering that for the most part. The message was: please don't, but if you do make sure you enjoy it and have a "go big or go home" mindset. That's how Megadeth started and what seemed impossible back then is now his life and he enjoys such "sweet" moments with fans as this. He also joked a bit.
[David]You know, when I met Dave, he was all about computers. Maybe if we hadn't met, he would get a career there.[Dave] I still blame you for that.
4. A 20 yorock bandlead guitarist asked Dave and David to tell more about their struggles in the early days and how they overcame them. Dave responded that what ppl expect a start-up band life to be is like that Spinal Tap comedy (I haven't seen the movie so some references might've gone over my head), but it is not actually funny. However eventually you grow to enjoy the movie once your struggling stage is over. Back in the day they were surviving by crashing at different places or squatting and they didn't hesitate to exploit their gfs for that matter. Dave then told a personal anecdote.
Back when David used to live with a prostitute that had a fat friend. I started living at her place. So one day I lay on the bed and look at her and think to myself: "Do I really need to do that?" [articulates hesitation with voice and mimics] So ye, to overcome your struggling stage you need dedication frst of all. A lot of dedication.
On a side note, you can use your smartphones only b4 the band arrives. But still -- no recording. Nonetheless, quite a few ppl managed to sneak photos or videos eg of shaking hands with the band. Also, Vic was open to taking selfies until another crew member said that it was actually not allowed and we should let Vic go now. So, although there is a rule against photos, it is rather laxly enforced. After the Q&A you go in a line to take 2 photos with the band that will be uploaded 1-2 days later.You can't hold anything during the photo and it is prohibited to ask the band to sign anything, even your skin. If you are a couple, you can take a photo together. The set list can be changed right b4 the show, so they give out the postesetlist/ pick during the intermission after the Megadeth performance. However, you can request your poster right away, but that'd be shortsighted, cos you might crinkle it up during the performance.I even saw a guy with a tuba to put the poster into. I had no tuba, but it haven't caused any trouble. The poster is printed on sturdy paper, and even without a tube it survived my flight back home in a back without a crease.
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I honestly never really cared what other people thought of me until it happened so many times, I feel like it’s all true. Let’s start with 7th grade. My ex friend was talking to another friend and she goes, “Live2Die is so flat chested.” Luckily the other friend goes, “Leave her alone. She can’t help it. Stop being mean.” Okay, I was a REAAALLY late bloomer. Like, I had my period when I was 13, yet my “boobs” were barely an A. Another time in 7th grade....I’m kind of slow. Like if someone said a joke, it would take me a too 7 seconds after to actually get it. So I’m sitting at my desk. The desks are all arranged by 4 in a group. The kid next to me wears glasses, and today I noticed he didn’t have them on. I ask him “where are your glasses?” And he goes “I don’t know.” As I turn back to my desk, I hear him tell the kid in front of him, “she’s so stupid.” I snuck a peak from the corner of my eye, and realized that his glasses were just resting on his desk, but my blind self didn’t see it. I felt like an idiot after hearing him say that. Another time, 7th grade again. My glasses were getting kind of old, and I needed new ones, but due to money issues, my mom couldn’t really afford me newer glasses at the time. So, I was walking to my class, and I’m maybe 5 feet from the door. The door has a note that says “Go to lab 305.” Okay. I tell another of my classmates who were going to the door and I say “hey, the teacher wants us to go to lab 305.” I go to lab 305, I knock on the door. No one answers. I go back to the classroom and this time get closer to the door. The note doesn’t say “305” it said “803” So obviously, when I get there, I’m the last one because I’m so blind. As I’m going to my seat, I hear this one mean girl say “she’s so stupid.” Luckily, a girl yelled at her, “Leave that girl alone!” But still. Was called stupid twice. But this isn’t the first time I had an issue with that mean girl. Let’s just call her S. So around where it’s 4 months before school ends, yearbooks are on sale. My friend who’s rich decides to pay for she and I. The books were $35 a person. So, we get our yearbooks, we’re going through, showing our friends, whatever. I’m in my chorus class, and S asks me “Hey Live2Die, can I borrow your yearbook? I just want to look at it and show my friends. Don’t worry I’ll give it back.” I was TOO kind in school. Like it’s bad. So obviously I give it to her. 1 day 2 day 5 days She never gives back my yearbook. One day in chorus I see her and her friends gathered around looking at a yearbook. I ask her if it’s mine and she tells me it’s one of her friends. I didn’t ask her where mine was because I don’t know. $35 wasted! I told my friend and she told me it’s okay. But still I felt bad. I was also mad at myself for actually giving up my yearbook like that. Another time, 8th grade. I’m in the lunchroom and I’m taking my lunch to my seat. I hear this one kid say “that girl with the pink pants on is ugly. She got a big @$$ head. Her ugly @$$.” Nice. And 13 year old me was already called stupid twice and flat chested, now I’m being called ugly. Another time in 8th grade, this actually stuck with me. I don’t know it just hurt. My friend and I are walking home. We both live pretty far, so we were confused when we saw about 15 of our classmates walking the same direction as us. I ask one of them what’s going on and they told me they wanted to fight these twin girls. Well, only 4 of them wanted to fight the twins and her brothers, the others where there to record the fight. The twins also live in the same area as I. So my friend goes home, not because she was scared, but she has to be home by a certain time. I start walking home too, until I see the twins headed the direction the 15 kids are. Once they pass me, I make a U-Turn and start walking behind them. I’m thinking to myself “ooooh! I’ll finally see the start of a fight.” The other 15 kids are waiting down the street, like 35 feet? So I’m standing there, and the rude twin goes “Live2Die why are you here?” “I’m here to watch the fight.” “Girl you need to take yo ugly @$$ home.” Then there’s just a sound of some kids going “oooooh” Oh no. I didn’t want to just leave, because it would make me look like a coward. So, I reach in my pocket and pull out my phone and go “Oh! My mom is calling. I didn’t even know.” And pretended like my mom was telling me to come home. Meanwhile a boy next to me goes “Live2Die Plleeeeaase don’t call the police.” I tell him I won’t. And proceed to walk away, still pretending I’m talking to my mom on the phone. I’m not gonna lie, when I got home, I cried. That really hurt. Like I know the other boy has said I was ugly, but I’ve never been called ugly to my face. That really hurt me. Everyday at some point, I remember her saying “girl you need to take yo ugly @$$ home.” When I got home that day, my mom asked me if the kids were going to fight. Apparently she drove by earlier and saw a group of them and asked if they were going to fight. Of course no ghetto kid is going to say yes. Clearly, they told my mom no. I also told my mom “no. They were just meeting up to go hang out.” And I hate myself for lying. Luckily, the school found out and the twins both got Out Of School Suspension for 5 days. The rude one was the one that called me ugly. I secretly hated her ever since. But yet, when she comes back, she asks me if she can use my notes and idiot me puts on the fakest smile and says “yes.” She’s probably thinking I forgot. Another 8 grade time, my language arts teacher lets the class go to the bathroom, so we all walk and go as a group. I’m in the last stall. You know, the big stall with its own mirror and sink. As I’m pushing the door, I realize it’s not going. I push again. That’s when I look under the stall and can see some girl blocking the door. Great, just great. Am I even safe in the bathroom? I pretend like I’m fixing my hair or something, so that it doesn’t seem obvious. Even though these girls are thinking I’m so weak that I can’t push the door open. Only one girl was leaning again the door, the other one, who was that same rude twin was laughing. A third girl was washing her hands. When she FINALLY stepped away, I walked out. Annoyed. The third girl said “Y’all need to stop messing with that girl.” 9th grade, I’m walking with my female and guy friend. Female friend whispers to guy “Live2Die is so flat chested.” I turn around and go “Female...” but that’s all. I don’t even know why when I was clearly bigger than her. Even though I was a late bloomer, it was obvious. She even did that again in 11th grade when she was to my friends house. And tried to tell her that my boobs were smaller than hers. And that they felt “weird.” She said that because one time we were walking and she just randomly decides to grab all of the girls by their breasts. I wish I did something instead of giving a disgusted look and cover my chest. I hate that I allowed her to do so without any warning. AUGH! 9th grade; The same rude twin from 8th. I have this hoodie with an attached hoodie. The hoodie I can detach from the jacket at any time. One day, I was walking around with the hoodie hat, and a normal shirt and some pants. Yeah, I guess now when I imagined I probably did look silly. I walk past the twins and their group of friends, and I hear the rude one say “She need to take that $hit off!” And what did stupid me do? I snacted the detached hoodie off of me in two seconds. That makes me look like a idiot. That I let people control me. Also 9th grade, this same rude twin, but it’s her friend. I’m in class, and all of the sudden the friend L goes “her voice sounds like there’s sand caught in her throat.” The new kid that they befriended a while back says “I never heard her voice.” I’m the quiet kid so I don’t talk much. The guys are trying to get me to talk now, the twin is laughing, and the new kid is just sitting there. “He said talk. Tell him what your voice sounds like.” But I didn’t. The teacher notices and ask me if he was bothering me. (Yes.) “No, Mrs.” Another 9th grade, I’m standing in the back of my class. A see these three girls looking at me. One of them is pointing and saying something to the other two. The two girls are laughing and the other girl is staring while still talking. I continue to stare at them with this blank expression because I’m awkward. And I don’t do well in situations like this. I don’t know what they were saying, and it was clear that they knew that I knew they were talking about me. 11th grade: This girl is asking everyone for a quarter. Then she asks me if I have a quarter? “What?” “A quarter.” “What??” “A QUARTER! Do you have a QUARTER! Gosh!” “No.” The girl behind her goes “Why are you yelling at her? Leave her alone.” “Because she acts like she can’t hear!” Actually, my hearing isn’t good. But I didn’t say it. Gosh high schoolers were so rude. Another time 8th grade, my teacher was asking me something but I didn’t get it. Then after I finally got what she meant, a girl says loudly enough “she’s so slooow.” 8th grade again: Around 8th grade I started using Facebook, because 13/14 year old me was finally curious about social media. My profile picture was a selfie of me and I used this wig app to put some wig on my hair. Dumb me thought it would be cute to have this as my profile picture. I was in chorus and I turn on my phone for a bit, and the girl next to me goes “this [email protected]$ch got her profile picture set as her wallpaper.” Middle and High school sucked. I got called ugly, stupid, slow, mocked, talked about, made of fun for my voice. And sadly all of these affected me. I started being quiet around 10th grade and never talked unless forced to. Whenever the teacher had people be with parters, I always asked to work by myself. If I couldn’t I just chose the next quiet kid. I didn’t like my voice after it was made fun of. I started wearing a bra 2 cups bigger that pushed my boobs together to make cleavage so that I wasn’t “flat” anymore. Even though I was only an A. When I got stuck and couldn’t figure out what the teacher was teaching, instead of asking the teacher to go back or slow down, I just sit there in silence. I didn’t want to called “slow.” When curious about a student, I never asked. I didn’t want to mistake them or get called “stupid.” I never spoke up. I’ve had people talking about me, literally close and loud enough where I can hear them. But instead of leaving or ignoring I give them weird side glances. When we had to present something to the class, and it was for a grade, I chose not to. If someone asked for my homework I gave it to them. I couldn’t say no, stand up to myself, or do something to prove to these people that I’m something more than a pushover. I wanted to, but didn’t. If someone insulted me, I never tried standing up for myself. Mainly because I didn’t want the person to try to fight me, and I’m not good at fighting. I’m a lot smaller than the people at my school. And I didn’t want fighting to affect my grade or school. My anxiety got bad. I tried distancing myself from others. If someone tried to talk to me, I kept the conversation short. I thought what if they’re thinking “ew. What’s wrong with her voice? I should’ve have said anything.” “Lol. She’s so ugly.” I hate how I let these people get to me so bad it affected me. Like come on now. I’m sure the others that insulted me probably forgot. But to me, it hurt. Like my confidence was gone. I think I’ll never find love because of my voice, looks, small boobs, and small butt. I feel like an idiot. Now I’m here, putting on foundation and doing my nails everyday. And actually CARING about what I wear. I hate wearing pants or anything tight to expose my lack of chest, butt, curves and hips. I always try to wear a flared skirt to hide my non-curves and hips and a lose shirt that doesn’t go down to my non-existent cleavage. These people have ruined me to this and I hate that. I wish I could just stand up for myself. I can’t even talk to anyone about my problems. Except my mom, who will just tell me that I need to stand up for myself. But I can’t. If someone calls me ugly what am I supposed to say? “Joe mama”? That will probably end up in a one way ticket to getting punched. And I don’t need bruises on my already ugly face. In high school, my friends and I would hang out in the school courtyard sometimes. About halfway hanging out, I would leave and pretend I’m going to the bathroom, when I’m actually going to go to another empty table to rest my head and cry to myself, because someone said something to me. I hate that, yet I’m the person that if someone tells me their friend called them ugly, I would tell them “you’re not. Don’t listen to other people. Don’t let them judge you.” Meanwhile I’m doing the opposite. Someone calls me ugly I go home, cry, and try to update my look somehow, or I try to avoid being seen. If someone calls me stupid, I’m gonna look up whatever question I asked or something that involved me being called stupid. Or if someone says “that jackets is dirty.” I would probably run home and then never wear it again. “You need to fix your hair.” Goes home and straightens it or whatever. I didn’t even have a good moment for graduation. We were preparing for where we’re going to sit, and I hear these two girls behind me talking about my hair. “She needs to fix her edges. Her hair is nappy. She needs to redo it.” I held back the tears, and then I forgot during graduation. Jeez people, can’t even leave everyone alone during graduation? I’m trying my best to not let people get to me. I’m trying to tell myself that there’s always going to be people that bring you down fr whatever reason. I don’t know. Maybe they had a bad day or they just get a good laugh out of it, but it’s hard. Your boobs are too small. Puberty catches up and now you got Double D’s. “They’re probably fake.” You have a straight waist. Works out. She’s trying to get attention. Has a small butt. Works out. “It’s probably fake too.” Make up your mind, people. What’s worst it people make fun you mostly for something you can’t control. “Your black.” Okay, It’s my skin. “You’re ugly.” I can’t help how I look. “You’re short,” This actually wouldn’t bother me but still. “You have no hips.” Leave me alone then, do you have something better to do? You already know I’m going to defend myself. Stop harassing me! I wish I could’ve defended myself through school. But I was scared. I’ve seen where kids in class try standing up for themselves, and then the other kids curses them out, they’re friends get involved, or something. You can’t do anything without SOMEONE saying SOMETHING! I wish I didn’t care what people say. I wish I could say “I don’t care about your opinion. It doesn’t matter.” Even thought I feel like I’m lying. I’ve been called ugly so much I believe it. Even if my cousins jokingly called me ugly, I would cry. I’m 18 years old and I would STILL cry. I STILL think back to all of the things people called me. The only time I was complimented was by family. But I wonder if they’re just saying that to make you feel better. You never know. What if my mom gave birth to me and as I got older she’s thinking “what did I birth?” Or my dad thinking “we could’ve done better.” I just want to be happy for one day, without my mood dropping by the sudden remembrance of a name call. Life sucks! I’m surprised I haven’t gone crazy.
2019.10.09 21:18 ar_david_hhAnti-Corruption & News Oct/9/2019 :: "Pashinyan the Terrorist" :: Former regime stoking divide between Artsakh and Armenia :: Former official arrested for stealing 2016-April war aid :: Shadowy economy fight :: Armenian bomb :: Competitiveness :: Job title stigma & education :: Serj Tankian & WCIT
Update: Kocharyan had his surgery and is feeling well. It isn't disclosed what surgery it was. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171206 Serj's ally and a candidate for Artsakh presidential elections Vitaliy Balasanyan earlier called Pashinyan a terrorist for committing a "terror" by invading a govt-protected radio building area during the 2018 revolution, and for "illegal appropriation of power". Recently Balasanyan gave another interview in which he accused Pashinyan of usurpation of power. He then cited theories he heard from somewhere about Aliyev and Pashinyan secretly colluding away from the public eye. He said the Roboserj govt was better at negotiating with Azerbaijan. He said Pashinyan has invaded the govt position and must resign. He then commented a meeting which Sasna Tsrer political party organized with Pashinyan. Says "Pashinyan is trying to terrorize everyone by threatening to use Tsrer to commit physical violence against us". "I want to warn them not to try otherwise they'll answer for it promptly." Balasanyan then bragged about having an experience and the physical capabilities for "answering back". Balasanyan during interview: Nikol Pashinyan and Sasna Tsrer are part of the same terror circle. We forgave Sasna Tsrer in 2016 but we won't forgive again; now we'll physically destroy anyone who tries to attack my country, people, Artsakh government or myself. Note: Sasna Tsrer is one of the biggest critics of Pashinyan administration, but they oppose the Roboserj regime. The interview received a condemnation by various politicians in Artsakh and Armenia. Abu Nikol Al Farook Pasha's spokesman: Not us, but the law enforcement should assess Balasanyan's remarks. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171239 Artsakh President's aide Davit Babayan: Everything Balasanyan said is his personal opinion, and not the opinion of Artsakh Republic. Every politician should remain balanced. No one, regardless of their past, has the right to create a division between Armenia and Artsakh. We support constructive criticism but are against threats. https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/171263 Aatsakh former MP and vet Vahan Badasyan: Serj is in Artsakh and recently met his mafia circles there. Balasanyan joined Serj's mafia in 2016. Serj is preparing his team for the 2020 Artsakh elections. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171226 Artsakh MP Khanumyan: Balasanyan's case should be added to Political Studies books as an example of how a well respected person loses all credibility in a split of a second, for the sake of pleasing some circles. Balasanyan used to be critical of Serj. Then he became part of president Bako Sahakyan's cabinet, and it changed him, he begun to support Serj. https://factor.am/190428.html The Security Council chief Armen Grigoryan: Balasanyan is behaving like a hooligan. Every time he meets Serj, he goes through flares. It's a disorder. Balasanyan tied himself to Serj beginning 2016 and will end up in the garbage bin of the history, just like his leader Serj. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171212 Sasna Tsrer: Balasanyan is making threats of a coup. The threats should be neutralized. We don't understand why the law enforcement isn't assessing the threat and examining his capabilities of being able to carry it out. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171205 MP Yengibaryan: the hero has turned into an anti-hero right on front of my eyes. He is trying to create division between Artsakh and Armenia. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171203 MP Konjoyan: these are terror threats https://youtu.be/9B-dql8JiP4 Not everyone agrees that Balasanyan said something wrong https://hraparak.am/post/86178337e6f1b8b69a93ad9c4d9899db The prosecutors and NSS are examining it http://panarmenian.net/m/arm/news/273847 https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171247 Ibn Al Nikol Saad Mutallib Pasha spoke during a "WHAT TO DO" conference meeting with businesses: We need to change our attitudes towards job positions. I respect any worker regardless of what they do for a living. I used to work as a laborer too, and many people in this room have done as well. There are people who would rather go to Russia and live in humiliating conditions, rather than stay in their Armenian village and apply to work on agriculture. (Talking about the general stigma associated with jobs such as taxi driver, garbage collector, etc) "Every time I talk to business owners, they complain about shortage of workforce." https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171218 WHAT TO DO https://youtu.be/vwFZeP4zunc Abu Nikol Al Armeni: We gotta do something about the education. Everyone you approach these days has a fake dissertation paper. Some teachers aren't qualified to be in schools. We can't have a good education until we address this issue. No one should hide behind their position and claim immunity just because they are a teacher or a war veteran or a churchman. What's next? I'm a minister so I should have a mansion? https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171229 Salahaddin bin Salsman Nikol: The IMF (International Monetary Fund) said if we achieve a 0.3% change in the taxes-GDP index, it'll be an indication of the best anti shadowy-economy fight in Armenia. Today we have a 1.2% change, 4x better than the recommended. 15,000 people went to Gyumri to celebrate the Independence Day. Despite the increased trade, for some reason, the businesses printed the same number of sales receipts. This means they aren't doing their part in helping to reform the economy. Shadow economy is aided by those who don't print receipts, and those who don't demand receipts. Overall, 85mln more receipts were printed in Armenia YoY. No redistribution of businesses took place after the revolution. We know instances of former politicians owning embezzled houses registered under their wives names. It'll be politically justified to take the property away, but we aren't doing it. Doing so would send the wrong message to potential investors. This could make it seem that the government is weak. Another temptation we aren't giving to is fake news. Many people tell us to regulate the misinformation, but we realize that it is yet another trap. We can't go down that route. Https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171217 Deputy PM Grigoryan: the idea of ending railways cooperation between Armenia and Russia isn't even on the table. We're discussing future cooperation with the Russian govt. Gas price negotiations are around the price at the border, Gazprom's investments in Armenia, Gazprom's expenditures during delivery of gas. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171221 https://youtu.be/W5G-MRDuPpo Shengavit district's former leader has been charged with embezzlement and fraud in a 2016 case. The suspect has recovered the stolen properly. Police: the admin collected 4.8mln from donors during the 2016 April battles. Instead of sending the aid to Artsakh, he purchased cars for his friends. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_17qg2jdB50 https://armenpress.am/arm/news/991119.html Masood Nikol Al Pasha met Reddit's Alexis Ohanyan. Spoke tech. https://youtu.be/xnsr86oxZ6w https://armenpress.am/arm/news/991106.html Nikol Aliyev then met Kim Kardashian. Took a Selfie. PM thanked her for the contributions and the visit. Kim spoke about women's role in the economy and politics, praised business programs that help female entrepreneurs. Video https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171244 Selfie https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171248 https://youtu.be/62HdfV7STXo Kardashyan also got baptized. She took the Armenian name of "Heghine", while Courtney's name is "Gayane". Earlier their kids got baptized and got the names Վարդան, Աշխեն և Գրիգոր. https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/171259 Mahmood Nikolzadeh met US congresswomen Jackie Spears and Judy Chu. Both had visited Artsakh Republic earlier. Spears was already added to Azerbaijan's border-entry blacklist for not asking sultan Aliyev for permission before visiting Artsakh. Chu has just been added to the blacklist. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171251 https://factor.am/190415.html WCIT Conference ended. https://youtu.be/XOrnmYKpJpU https://armenpress.am/arm/news/991032.html What the participants think https://youtu.be/x1KQdo1rKk0 Представитель «Яндекс Такси» о перспективах появления беспилотных такси в Армении https://youtu.be/cTW42vkunTI Հայաստանում սելֆի-հայելիներ կարտադրեն https://youtu.be/67-1zu7kI7s?t=4 A forest protection official at Lori province is charged with felony for illegally cutting 75 trees in August 2019. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171231 Serj Tankian about the Amulsar issue: The problem with whats going on with Amulsar is the fact that it's being politicized. We not only have a possible ecological disaster, a possible lawsuit disaster, but we also have counter-revolutionary groups who want to abuse the issue politically to use it against the government. That seems to be a problem. As someone who has worked in ecological matters for a long time, I don't like it when people politicize the issue. For example, people who have never been interested in ecology in Armenia, and are business people, are now saying the mine should not open. They never gave a sh*t, why do they care now. That's a big problem for me. I don't believe that any mine is good for nature. What's going on in Armenia today is that they are looking at every possible factor from environmental prospects to also legal prospects because of the liability of the business arbitration. I think they've done more research on this issue in the last year, than I've seen any government done in the world for any mining issue. So give respect for that, and I hope the right solution can be made. https://youtu.be/2EJz64W5e_o Serj Tankian says his 5 year old son is learning the Armenian and English alphabets. He limits the tablet use because he believes excessive use at an early age can cause attention deficiencies. "Some parents maybe aren't informed about this." https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171233 SOAD will give a concert in Armenia in June 2020. It'll be part of a European tour. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171240 Karen Vardanyan, the founder of ArmAt education program and DigiTech conference, becomes the first Armenian to receive the Eminent Persons Award for his 30-year contributions. Other notable recipients are Internet's daddy Vint Cerf and Nelson Mandela. The award can be given to non techies if they help change human lives. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171232 A BHK bill is circulating in the Parliament. If passed, it'll significantly toughen the penalty for animal cruelty. Torture and death will be a felony and in per-meditated cases involving children as witnesses, the perpetrator can expect 3 years of prison time. In other cases it'll be between a few hundred dollar fine to a few months in jail. Yesterday a video circulated on Facebook showing a man dragging a dog tied behind the car. When the dog could no longer run, they released the rope. The rope shocked the animal, but it survived. The perpetrator wasn't punished. Although the law envisions a ~$80 fine, it doesn't mention by whom, who or how it should be collected. Video is graphic https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171210 Breavis SURVEY among Yerevanites. 51% prefer to use bus to travel. 46% says they'll use them even if the buses are old and unsafe. Only 14% prefer Metro. 9% prefer trolley. 38% prefer taxi due to cheap prices. They use it daily or few times a week. About 44% drive a personal car. http://arka.am/en/news/society/more_than_half_of_yerevan_residents_prefer_traveling_by_bus_/ Defense Ministry will expand the aid program that uses special funds collected for soldiers, to cover soldiers who suffered as back as in 1998. The program has been extended 1-2 times in the past year. It used to cover incidents that happened after 2017. https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/171267 https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171249 During today's military exercises, Su-25 fighter jets used 500KG bombs Made in Armenia. https://www.armtimes.com/hy/article/171273 Ministry of Finances met Transparency International and other NGOs to discuss making the budget more transparent for public to understand how their money is spent. NGOs also suggested changes to the official website to make certain info available on the front page. Ministry will work on it. https://armtimes.com/hy/article/171250 Armenia moves up 1 position to 69th in the 2019 Global Competitiveness Index. The score is 61.3. It measures the institutions, policies and productivity. GDP Per capita is $4,149 with unemployment being 17.7%. Here are the index points... INSTITUTIONS – 56.2 INFRASTRUCTURE – 69.4 ICT ADOPTION – 62.0 MACROECONOMIC STABILITY – 75.0 HEALTH – 80.7 SKILLS – 66.8 PRODUCT MARKET – 59.1 LABOR MARKET – 66.4 FINANCIAL SYSTEM – 60.2 MARKET SIZE – 37.5 BUSINESS DYNAMISM – 62.5 INNOVATION CAPABILITY – 39.4 Singapore 1, Russia 43, Kazakh 55, Caucasian Albania 58, Armenia 69, Georgia 74, Ukraine 85, Moldova 86, More details on what was improved is here https://armenpress.am/arm/news/991024.html https://hetq.am/en/article/108420 Original http://www3.weforum.org/docs/WEF_TheGlobalCompetitivenessReport2019.pdf Georgian church has sent a complaint letter to the Islamic leader of Caucasus. It's about the Georgian David Gareja monastry complex at the border with Azerbaijan. Azerbaijan recently shut it down and rpevented people from visiting it, causing anger in Goergia. Azeris build a military base near the church. Azerbaijan thinks its their cultural sight because "Caucasian ALbanians built it". 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2019.10.04 16:13 youto2QWF Tuesday Night Vice - 10/01/19 - Part One
We open our scene, as we find ourselves yet again back in Soundstage 13 in Los Angeles, California! As we see yet another excited crowd on hand- Crowd: Q! Q! Q! Q! Q! Q! Before we pan over to our commentary crew! Blackmire: Hello ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another edition of Tuesday Night Vice! Emanating from Soundstage 13 in lovely Los Angeles, California, and coming to you live over public broadcast television across Southern California, and worldwide through twitch! I’m Jack Blackmire- Cyclone: And i’m Cyclone Adams! Blackmire: And what a show we have in store for you tonight! As we will see Dick Blair, who last week submitted Jay Riviera after he messed up his leg, take on Timmy Caserta, in a match likely to continue Blair’s momentum! We will also see one hell of a battle of contrasts, as the 5’5 and crafty GiGi takes on the 6’9 behemoth known as Mac Candor, and what will surely be an interesting match up! And in our main event, the undefeated William Graves takes on the new hotness, in the king of rock and roll, Slick “Slick Rick” Rick, plus more! Including our opening match, as we see two tag team specialists in singles action! We send it to James Ulysses in the ring! We cut to a shot in the ring, where James Ulysses stand, mic up to his mouth, as he begins to speak. Ulysses: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first… A string section starts off and then rousing guitars play in “Hero” as the masked man Lord Sabaoth comes out of the back and takes a knee on the ramp, putting one hand on the flaming sword crest of his mask before walking out to the ring, giving quite manly elbow grip handshakes to front row fans of all ages and genders, and calmly walking up the ring steps, slipping under the top rope, and resting in the corner. Crowd: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! Ulysses: ...from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 237 pounds - LORD! SABAOTH! Blackmire: We know very little about Lord Sabaoth. That may be by design; Sabaoth doesn’t seem to be very open or forthcoming. But we’ve also only seen him fight once before. Cyclone: We know one thing, Jack - man’s a technical master. Blackmire: Yes indeed - it looked in his debut match with Angelhammer like he was able to improvise a submission on a distracted Jay Riviera, and that allowed him to pick up the win. Ulysses: And his opponent… “Ready to Roll” plays and the crowd instantly gets hyped up; they give a warm reception to Lyle Breathnach, Alexis’s brother and tag team partner. Lyle comes out bouncing nimbly on his feet and shaking his arms out before taking a quick boxing stance. He throws an elbow pad into the crowd to cheers. He flexes on the ring apron and then jumps in. Crowd: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! Ulysses: ...from Kilkenny, Ireland, weighing in at 216 pounds… LYLE! BREATHNACH! Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Blackmire: Slight weight advantage given up to Sabaoth here. Cyclone: It’s 20 pounds, Blackmire. That could be slight, but maybe it could be a big deal - I was in a championship match with Flash Canyon and he had 20 pounds on me at the time, and I thought it didn’t matter but then he hit the twist senton and… Blackmire: That must have hurt, Cyke, but storytime must wait! The match is going to start! Referee Laura Prince checks both men over to her satisfaction and then calls for the bell! DING DING DING! Lyle and Sabaoth circle very cautiously, neither one wanting to give the other one an opening, but quickly agree to a color-and-elbow tie-up. Lyle quickly takes Sabaoth’s head, but Sabaoth ducks out of his headlock and begins to put on a hammerlock. Lyle struggles out of it and switches behind Sabaoth, bending Sabaoth backwards and putting on an inverted facelock, but Sabaoth manages to grab onto Lyle’s leg and off-balance him, twisting them both down onto the mat! Crowd: OOOOOOH! Blackmire: These men fighting for takedowns, Sabaoth getting the better first… Sabaoth tries to quickly pin Lyle, but Lyle gets his feet back under him and Sabaoth, anticipating his rise, gets up too; the two of them go in for the collar-and-elbow position again and, having locked up, push against one another; Sabaoth grinds down on Lyle with pressure on his shoulder and his own shoulder up into Lyle’s torso and begins to move him back into the ropes, but Lyle suddenly stutter-steps, forcing Sabaoth to change position long enough for Lyle to reverse his momentum and send Sabaoth into the ropes instead! Lyle makes a clean break when Laura Prince calls for it and steps off, nodding in respect. Crowd:applause Cyclone: Y’know, I thought Sabaoth would be obviously stronger but Lyle’s got some muscles in them legs. Sabaoth pushes off the ropes to meet Lyle in the center of the ring again, and Lyle reaches to get Sabaoth in a front facelock, but a head feint by the enmascarado teasing a shoulder tackle makes Lyle think twice and sidestep, reaching for a wristlock on Sabaoth; however, Sabaoth counters by putting his hand on top first and clutches Lyle’s right wrist with his own right hand. Sabaoth then smoothly steps behind Lyle and grabs onto his waist, still holding his wrist, throwing him back in a German suplex and popping up in a bridge! Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Blackmire: Inside wristclutch German suplex hold! Cyclone: Oh, you always know what to say, Jack! Bridge is in, count, ref! 1! 2! NO! Crowd: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! / AWWWWWWWWWW… Cyclone: Great suplex there, but isn’t this guy supposed to be all slow and steady? Blackmire: Maybe not exactly. It seems to me his philosophy is about… finding opportune moments. Lyle pops out of the bridge, looking a little dizzy but otherwise fine. Sabaoth still has the wrist-clutch on so Lyle re-reverses that on him, now taking Sabaoth’s wrist while he, Lyle, is for the moment still dead weight on the mat. He shifts his center of gravity to make Sabaoth stumble and then hooks him up for an inside cradle… 1! NO! Crowd: AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW… Blackmire: Kind of a half-arm drag and the small package there - Lyle hoping to steal it quick too - but Sabaoth too smart for that. Cyclone: Wacky stuff! But I like it. And one of these times it’s gotta work, right? Blackmire: We’ll have to see. The two men both make it back to their feet and now Lyle takes the wrist, and decisively, before Sabaoth can come up with a counter, yanks his arm back and gives Sabaoth a short-arm headbutt straight to Sabaoth’s own head! Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Cyclone: CRUNCHING HEADBUTT! Blackmire: Lyle has to take control of this very even match however he can and maybe it’s going to be with something that Sabaoth might not resort to… here we go again… He fires off another short-arm headbutt and then brings Sabaoth down with a swinging neckbreaker! Crowd: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! Cyclone: Lyle definitely decidin’ to work the head now. Blackmire: Yes, from what I understand his preferred finishing moves do target the head and neck, although we of course have yet to see more than a tiny fraction of Lyle’s vast arsenal… Lyle keeps a hold of Sabaoth’s head when they hit the mat, and then gets his footing again only to rapidly kick his legs back out from under himself, bringing Sabaoth down again in a DDT variant! Blackmire: Kind of a low-angle inverted snap DDT there, and Lyle covers! 1! 2! NO! Crowd: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! / AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW… Cyclone: Great-lookin’ move, but only good for a two. Lyle gets up after Sabaoth’s kickout and runs for the ropes - he charges back in looking for a running basement dropkick but Sabaoth rolls out of the way at the right moment, sending Lyle skidding after he overcommits! Sabaoth gets unsteadily to his feet and instinctively grabs onto Lyle’s wrist again as he gets up, taking a moment to reposition himself and Lyle as he catches his breath, and then forces him down as though to put on an octopus hold, but instead shifts his center of gravity and pushes with his leg to put Lyle on his back and neck in a low driver! Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Cyclone: OH AND HERE’S TIME PUZZLE! Blackmire: The driving octopus takedown! Prime pinning position and Perilmorde covers! 1! 2! NO! Crowd: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! / AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Not overly fazed and sticking to the plan, Sabaoth keeps holding Lyle’s wrist and uses it to leverage him onto his back, throwing him over his shoulder with a rolling arm drag, then smoothly continues the roll down into a lateral press! Cyclone: Tarry There from Errantry! This guy has lots of weird pins, but one of them is gonna catch Lyle off guard, I feel it… 1! 2! NO! Crowd: AWWWWWWWWWWW… Sabaoth simply picks Lyle up again and goes for yet another! Blackmire: Second Tarry There from Errantry ipponzeoi from Sabaoth, and I’m sure he could do these all night if he had to! 1! 2! NO! Crowd: AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW… Sabaoth picks up Lyle for a third time and tries the ipponzeoi yet again… this time Lyle manages to fall out of his grip! He stumbles, clearly dizzy, and hits the ropes but shakes off enough to stagger forward again and instinctively try to put Sabaoth in a sleeper hold! Sabaoth is aware enough to not let him lock it in, but Lyle puts on bodyscissors from behind and the two fall to the mat - but Sabaoth bridges to put Lyle in a pinning predicament! Cyclone: REVERSAL AND THEN REVERSAL AGAIN! Blackmire: Sabaoth may be able to get a pinfall victory off of Lyle’s grounded sleeper hold attempt here! 1! 2! NO! Crowd: AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW… Sabaoth falls to the mat as Lyle kicks out and rolls away, and the two then sit up and look at each other for a moment. Cyclone: These guys could probably keep going for a long time… but they look tired, Jack. Blackmire: More than the physical action here - I think they can both handle that aspect - they must be exhausted from the mental aspect of this match. Cyclone: You’re right… lot of mind games been goin’ on. Lyle breaks the brief tension first and starts to hook his legs over Sabaoth’s in order to apply a submission, but the masked man is ready for that and starts to bridge again, using their legs’ entanglement to force Lyle to get levered up onto his back! He starts to get a pinfall… 1! NO! Lyle gets his shoulder up and moves his hips to try to bring them both fully back down on the mat on their sides, but Sabaoth gets a countermotion going and threads an arm through to grab onto Lyle’s ankle to get him where he wants - Lyle sees no choice but to follow suit and reaches his arm to hook one of Sabaoth’s legs! Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHH / WHAAAAAAAAAAA? Cyclone: ...Jack, describe what I’m seeing?! Blackmire: It looks like these men are battling for holds, and they may somehow get very similar ones... simultaneously! They could be inextricably tied up here! Both Sabaoth and Lyle’s legs are high in the air as their shoulders almost touch the mat, and then both of their arms give out as they each try to force their own weight harder down on the other one! Blackmire: This could be a delicate, risky situation for both of these wrestlers, but neither is releasing the other, Lyle out of pride, Sabaoth out of perhaps stubbornness - WAIT! BOTH OF THEM ARE PINNED AND LAURA PRINCE COUNTS! 1! 1! 2! 2! 3! 3! DING DING DING! Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Cyclone: Wh-WHAT? Blackmire: Well, I’m fairly certain this was - Ulysses: Ladies and gentlemen, as the result of a double pinfall at a time of 9 minutes, 14 seconds, this match is a draw! Crowd:confused murmuring Cyclone: A doub--huh?! How did this happen? Blackmire: Unusual circumstances from two men with unusual skills. This is… very unorthodox, but you cannot fault our referee Laura Prince for calling it very much, literally and by the book, as she saw it on the mat. And you can bet this is not the last we’ll see this matchup, that’s now for sure. The two competitors get up - Lyle looks bewildered and frustrated but Sabaoth’s body language suggests he’s less bothered. Sabaoth defuses the situation for the moment with an hands-on-elbows shake with Lyle and they both make their separate ways to the back as no theme music plays. We open our scene, as we cut to the backstage area of soundstage 13. Where we see two people walking around, Enrique and Pancho Valera. Pancho clad in a gray t-shirt and blue jeans that more than like look he’s worn then doing construction a handful of times. Enrique clad in a t-shirt showing the California flag and athletic shorts. As we hear the two talk amongst themselves- Pancho: I'm just thinking, neither of us have seen extended family in a while, I'm thinking we could head down to San Diego on Sunday and visit? Enrique: Can't we do it on Saturday? I don't want to get wrapped up in church stuff by visiting them Sunday. Pancho: Well, I do. You may be an adult but i'm still your elder and I'll use that to overrule you And besides, aren't you still a believer yourself, why would you have an issue? Enrique: Yeah, I'm still a believer, but I've more than fallen behind on being a practitioner for a while now. Pancho: Alright, if you want to do something else while me and the family do that it's fine by me, just know the rest of then may shoot you a stink eye for not going to church. You know I won't judge you, but I can't guarantee the same from your cousins, uncles, and aunts. You may just have to suck it up, if being born broke didn’t kill ya I don’t think being bored for a few hours will. Enrique: Alright, I guess i’ll deal with it, that’s an extra week I won’t let you drive the convertible for making me do it though. Pancho: So what’s that date pushed back to now? May 19th, 2248? Enrique: ‘Round there yeah! Both men chuckle to themselves, as they continue walking backstage into the locker room, opening the door, and going to their lockers to look through their bags. However, after a moment, they hear the locker room door being opened again, and turn their heads to see the man who’s entering, Kenny Cadence. Clad in a tank top with sunset gradient colors and orange shorts. As The Valera’s greet him- Enrique: Yo what’s up dickhead! As Kenny notices the Valera’s, his mood instantly worsens, but he tries to shrug it off and go back to his business, however, the Valera’s don’t let this happen, as they walk up towards him. Enrique: Hey, what are you doing? You ignoring me? Where’s the man who was showboating on muscle beach just a few days ago eh? You ain’t speaking because you realized i’m right? Kenny shoots a glare into Enrique’s face, but once more tries to get back to retrieving what he needs from his bag. Enrique: Come on, you talked about representing SoCal and you ain’t even standing up to me? How you gon’ do that when you can’t even muster words let alone action? Kenny: What I learned from you is that neither of you two are changing anytime soon, and you’re not people worth engaging. Kenny then picks his bag up, as he goes to head out of the locker room, but Enrique grabs Kenny’s tank top, holding onto him so he doesn’t go anywhere. Enrique: Hey! Where you going buddy? You just gonna walk away? That 6 figure family you were born into taught you that you could just get away with ignoring your problems eh? I’ve seen the real SoCal, where i’m from we don’t stand idly as people mock us and literally hold us back. How typical of people like you, you had so much to say about how you’re better than people like me but when it comes time to actually show it you ain’t do shit to prove it! As Enrique finishes that last sentence, Kenny turns around, and shoves Enrique hard down to the floor! Pancho quickly steps in between Enrique and Kenny, preparing to go to blows if Kenny does anything further, as we then hear another voice, seemingly someone who had stumbled upon the scene! ???: Woah! No need to get his hasty! Everyone turns their head to look at his person, as we see it is none other that Donna Biastranzjeh. She’s clad in rather normal looking purple and green ring gear, the antique japanese sword she won leaned up against the wall, as she speaks further- Donna: So, both of you keep coming to blows over your philosophies and who represents Southern California? Looks like you guys need a way to prove for certain you’re right, but locker room fights won’t really advance anything. And so i’d suggest an objective way to test your knowledge, I suggest- Donna then walks back around the corner for a moment, then only a few seconds later she comes back, now completely changed into a full black suit, and sporting very proper looking glasses. Donna: A southern california trivia show. Moderated by yours truly, what do you say? All three men just stare at Donna confused, whether this is over her remarkable quick change or her suggestion for how to settle this conflict is unclear, as after a moment Donna says- Donna: I’ll take that as a yes! I’ll make the preparations, and see all of you in the ring later! Donna then grabs her sword, as she walks out of the locker room. As Pancho goes to pick Enrique back up, as The Valera’s and Kenny just look at each other for a moment, before Kenny says- Kenny: Well, see you two in a moment I guess… Kenny then exits the locker room himself, as we fade out back to the ring. We cut back into the ring, as we see QWF Ring Announcer James Ulysses in the ring, mic in hand, ready to announce. Ulysses: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is a singles match set for one fall, with a 30 minute time limit! Introducing first.. A very happy, pop sounding tune begins to play through the speakers, as Tuttifrutti by Phoenix plays Timmy Caserta out onto the entranceway!....although possibly less than willingly, as he’s chaperoned out to the ring by his mother, Mrs. Caserta, and his father Tom. Both on each side of him, a hand on his shoulder, Tom noticeably holding on his son’s harshly, making sure he doesn’t try to pull anything, as Timmy looks deathly nervous, visibly shaking, his face suggesting he wishes he was anywhere else and that he worries what will happen to him in the ring. Ulysses: From Santa Clarita, California, weighing in at 120 pounds, Timmy Caserta! Crowd:Polite applause Blackmire: Timmy Caserta coming down to the ring for his first ever singles match here in QWF and uhh...he does not look exactly excited does he? It seems it was his father’s dream to become a wrestler, and after it flamed out, he passed the dream down to his son….doing so perhaps a bit less than willingly. Timmy’s parents guide him all the way down to the ring apron...where Timmy stops, not wanting to enter, completely frozen right before the ring. However, Tom talks to his son, convincing Timmy to move. Timmy slowly makes his way onto the apron, looking incredibly hesitant and scared, as he makes it into the ring, and with his parents right in his corner, he takes a spot in one in the ring, facing away from the entranceway, too scared to look at his opponent. Loadsamoney by Harry Enfield then begins to come through the speakers, as Dick Blair comes out from behind the curtain. Holding up his mirror, admiring himself in it, as he speaks on his phone to a business partner, asking someone if he can get his new deal to have luxury condos built funded publicly instead of privately. Ulysses: And introducing next, from Nantucket, Massachusetts, weighing in at 220 pounds, Dick Blair! Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Blackmire: And now, a man who’s likely been feeling damn good about himself for the past week. As last week in his match against Jay Riviera, Riviera hurt his leg, and Blair showed no mercy, not letting the injury get instantly checked, and instead using the opportunity to put Riviera in a kneebar and tap him out. After such a ruthless display, if I was Caserta, i’d be terrified!.....well more than Caserta already is. Blair continues to make his way down to the ring, only interacting with the deeply hostile crowd to tell them to silence so he can hear the person on the other end of the call, before he eventually reaches the ring apron, telling the person he was talking to that he has to hang up, before he enters the ring. Cocky smirk on his face, as he sets his mirror in the corner. Laura Prince checks to see if the competitors are ready, and determining they are, calls for the bell! DING DING DING As soon as the bell rings, Timmy goes to run out of the ring! Sliding under the ropes! But before he can get far, his father Tom catches him, giving him a talk- Tom: Hey! Don’t worry so much, this is your dream! Go follow it you only get so many chances! Go get him champ! Timmy flails trying to get out his father’s grasp, but his lack of strength helps Tom keeps hold of Timmy in spite of that, as he rolls his own son back into the ring! Timmy is back onto the mat, standing up, looking absolutely horrified, not knowing where to go, as Dick Blair takes advantage, coming in and catching Timmy with a rolling kneebar! Blair torques on the knee, as Timmy instantly taps out! DING DING DING But after the bell rings, Blair still will not let go of the kneebar! Timmy screaming out in horrific pain, as ring crew rush into the ring to try and break it up! Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Blackmire: Blair taking out another man with a kneebar! And while last week he showed no mercy for an injury, by god he may be trying to cause one tonight! Timmy yells his lungs out in the incredible pain he’s experiencing, as it takes several ring crew members to pry Blair off of Caserta, who rolls around on the mat holding his knee! Ulysses: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner via submission at a time of 25 seconds, Dick Blair! Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Ring crew all check on the health of Timmy, his father looking disappointed on the outside at the loss. While Blair goes over to his corner, picking up his mirror, and admiring himself in it. Checking to see if there’s any sweat on his face, which there turns out to be none of. As he exits the ring, continuing to look at himself in the mirror, arrogantly strutting back up the entranceway. Blackmire: Not a shed of regret or shame for his heinous actions, in fact, nothing but pride from Blair! Cyclone: But a damn ruthless display, he may have lost to Breathnach, but in going through a hardcore match, I think it opened up a new aggressive side in him. He’s already proven he’s damn good, and if he lets go of all restraints, he could be a menace to this whole company! Ring crew pick up Timmy, as it seems he is unable to get to his feet let alone walk after being put in the kneebar, as his parents go join by his side, his mother begging the ring crew to let her carry Timmy, while Tom steams at his son being unable to win. As back with Blair, we get one last shot of him at the top of the entranceway, sarcastically bowing to the audience, boos showering down on him, as he heads through the curtain, and the lights then cut out Remaining ring crew check the ring and ringside area to make sure there are no unexpected dangers, that the ring is still stable and canvas sufficiently clean. Eventually, the lights come back on, as we cut to our commentary crew, Jack Blackmire beginning to speak- Blackmire: Now despite all the other action so far on this edition of Tuesday Night Vice, something in the back of everyone’s mind is the upcoming QWF Heavyweight Championship match at our next pay-per-view event. Champion Ikbal Rizwan will be taking on the number one contender Aiden MacSeal, and our own Claude Danielson has been privy to some of their training sessions so far this week. He’ll be coming out here to give us a report on that in just a moment. Meanwhile, Claude Danielson walks down the corridor backstage and emerges into the main part of the venue, to chants from the crowd. Crowd: CLAUDE! CLAUDE! CLAUDE! CLAUDE CLAUDE! Blackmire: Claude, it’s really great to see you tonight - what can you tell us about the champion and challenger’s training? Danielson: Well, they’ve actually both said they’re running strength and conditioning the last several days. Rizwan has said he’s taking advantage of the last warm days before fall and catching some five-mile ocean swims here and there, as well as doing a really diverse range of weightlifting with kettlebells. He’s also done striking every day on heavy bags because he knows what a stand-up striker MacSeal is. And, uh, for his part, MacSeal says he’s gone out to farm country and hauled bags of fertilizer all day to familiarize himself with grappling a fat sack of shit. That is an exact quote. Blackmire: Well, uh, I’m not sure about the level of respect that’s going to be maintained in this contest, Claude. Danielson: That’s just a topic I heard both wrestlers bring up this week, Jack - Rizwan has said that he recognizes the level of skill that MacSeal brings to the table but that’s not enough for him to have any fear of MacSeal - he’ll have to earn his respect, according to Rizwan. MacSeal, meanwhile - and this is again, his words - just told me that Rizwan would soon respect his… big Canuck nuts. Blackmire: Ah. I see. Well, thank you for your time, Claude, we can see this rivalry with the title at stake is only going to get more heated. Right now, though, let’s get back to the action in the ring. We send it to James Ulysses! We cut over to the ring, where we indeed do get a shot of James Ulysses, mic in hand, ready to announce. Ulysses: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first… “Locomotive” by Big Wreck plays and Mac Candor strides his way to the ring, shaking a few hands on the way before taking his customary giant step over the top ring rope and resting for a moment in the corner until his opponent comes out. Crowd: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! Blackmire: A lot of you may be thinking this will be easy for Mac Candor, but that would be severely underestimating GiGi. That’s a dangerous thing to do, and you can bet Mac Candor knows it. He will be on his toes here. Ulysses: ...From Buffalo, NY, weighing in at 305 pounds and standing - Crowd: SIX FOOT NINE! Ulysses: - he is MAC! CANDOR! Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Ulysses: And his opponent… “Internet Friends” by Knife Party plays as GiGi skips out from backstage, taking selfies on the way to the ring as most everyone boos. Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Cyclone: I still don’t get it, Jack. Blackmire: What’s that, Cyke? Cyclone: What’s the appeal? Blackmire: You have to respect her skill as a wrestler, Cyclone. Cyclone: Yes, but lots of these people ain’t interested in watching GiGi wrestle. Ulysses: - from Montreal, Quebec, Canada, weighing in at 110 pounds and sponsored tonight by Cellucor C4 energy supplement powder… GIGI! Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! GiGi eventually makes her way to the apron, as she reaches it, she does some quick poses towards her fan section, before going through the ropes and into the ring, handing her phone off to ring crew. Referee Jefferson Masanori checks both wrestlers over, and seeing they’re both ready, calls for the bell. DING DING DING! The two circle, both looking confident, and it’s Mac Candor who makes the first move. He puts GiGi easily into a shoulder lock with his massive arm, but GiGi flips backwards out of the hold and lands on her feet. Blackmire: Big escape from GiGi but Candor still on the attack. Undeterred, Candor clutches her wrist and goes behind her, pulling back hard to spin her out into a ripcord, then throws a big overhead chop while she’s still spinning - but she’s ready and takes the blow while also delivering a left hook to Candor’s gut! Cyclone: AND THEY BOTH GET HIT! Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Blackmire: Candor using his size creatively there to dizzy GiGi but she turns it into a kind of roundhouse punch and now both have struck true! GiGi follows up with a series of quick forearm shots to Candor’s midsection and goes for a leg throw, but Candor is able to flip her over with a hip toss! Cyclone: GiGi wanted to judo Mac onto his back! But Mac knows some of his own! Blackmire: Mac Candor absolutely knows the leverage his size gives him and how to use it. Candor runs forward and drops to his knees, letting his momentum carry him to hit a nice sliding chop drop to GiGi as she sits up, and then covers. 1! NO! Crowd: AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW… Blackmire: Not even close to enough. Candor grabs GiGi, picking her up to her feet, before scooping her, and slamming her to the mat with a body slam! GiGi tenses up in pain, as Candor then goes to run the ropes! Looking like he’s about to come back at GiGi with a leg drop! But as GiGi sees this, she panics, and rolls out the ring as fast as she can! Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOO! Blackmire: Candor could’ve been just about to drop his weight onto GiGi, I don’t think someone her size could’ve took that, and it seems GiGi very much thinks so as well! GiGi gets up on the outside, backing herself against the barricade, calming herself down, as Candor goes to follow her to the outside! But as he exits the ring, GiGi rolls herself in! Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOO! Candor turns around as he notices GiGi slid back in the ring, but is met with GiGi dropping down for a short range baseball slide to Candor! Sending Candor back into the barricade! GiGi then gets to her feet in the ring, grabbing the top rope and eyeing down Candor, before using the rope to launch herself up into a plancha over it! But as she comes back down on Candor, instead of taking him out with a plancha, she is instead caught by Candor! Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOO! Candor marches around with GiGi in his grasp, GiGi struggling to writhing around, desperately trying to escape, but Candor’s strength keeps GiGi firmly in his grasp, as he goes to toss her behind him! But as she’s tossed up, GiGi rotates to the side to be able to land on her feet! Candor turns around as he realizes this is happening, as he goes to rush at GiGi, but GiGi slides under Candor’s legs! GiGigets up behind Candor, as she then jumps up onto his back! Trying to hook in a sleeper on him! But before she can get it in for long, Candor whips her over his shoulder! Sending GiGi down back first onto the ground! Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Blackmire: GiGi struggling with Candor’s size! All her attempts to chop him down keep getting thwarted! GiGi clutches at her back on the ground, moaning in pain, with Candor readying himself, calling for GiGi to get back up. As we hear Masanori begin to count. 1! 2! GiGi begins to rise back to her feet, clutching at his back the whole way, the fall to the ground from heights having took a toll on her, as she reaches a stand! As she does, Candor rushes at her, and goes to mow her down with a lariat! But as shes sees this comping, she lets out a yelp, dodges out the way, as she shields herself from danger. 3! 4! GiGi flees to back against the ringpost, as Candor turns around, and charges at GiGi once more! But GiGi dodges yet again, and uses Candor’s momentum to send him head first into the ringpost! Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! 5! 6! Candor is rocked against the ringpost, knocked loopy by running into it, as GiGi grabs his head, and slams it into the ringpost again! Crowd: OHHHHHHHHH! 9! Candor slumps down, falling to his knees, his eyes empty, as GiGi grabs his head once more, and brings it for a third time into the ringpost! Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHH! 10! 11! Candor falls to a heap on the ground, completely rocked by the multiple head slams into the steel, as GiGi sees this is a fine time to roll into the ring, as she lets Masanori continue his count! Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Cyclone: GiGi with the bit of aggression by slamming Candor’s head repeatedly into the ringpost, and now trying to get the count-out! The crowd not a fan of the strategy, but with the sheer size difference, it’s a damn good strategy. It’s hard to pin or submit someone much more powerful than you, but getting the slow, lumbering person counted up? That can be a much easier task for dealing with a giant like Candor! Candor is completely out of it on the outside, laying on the floor, a thousand yard stare into the distance from Candor! 12! 13! Candor eventually begins to show signs of life, reaching for anything to grab to help himself up, not able to get a firm grip on anything for a moment, before managing to grab the apron, and try and push himself up! 14! 15! Candor pushes himself up to his feet, reaching a stand, as he stumbles back, and falls back to a knee! His head still clearly not in a good space! 16! 17! Candor rises from his knee, as he goes to rush into the ring- 18! 19!
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