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OC?

2nd Brother of the Blessed Nine, Kece Calvyn Arcenda.

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"Instead of recruiting just one of them, I got to recruit both. I believe their joint effort would benefit Rainbow in the long run."

Through intel, Harry finds out about two different operators who worked on two different continents, yet are connected through bloodlines. Their late father's involvement in the old Rainbow program became his reason for letting them join the current Rainbow roster.

Of course, the siblings don't let the opportunity slide to further walk in their father's footsteps as Rainbow operators.

[Arrival: During Operation Brutal Swarm]

Snarky and stubborn, yet has light footing and above-average awareness for her surroundings; Attacker operator, Remington "Espion" Harmonics.

“Hm? My uniform? It does look inconvenient, but I can guarantee it did its job of keeping my body at the right temperature. I needed the full concentration to collect the intel from my brokers, after all.”

Resilient and calculated, yet has a tendency to be in the first row on the battlefield and empathetic; Defender operator, Jamison "Stena" Harmonics.

“I thought that to be able to protect my loved ones, I needed to be stronger. Turns out, you just need to be close to them.”

Full operator bios

#heehoo i made another sideblog

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[Text: This alter holds trauma from a past abusive relationship]

Like/Reblog if you save or use!

#my fucking ex

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Blitz asking Doc to disguise himself as the Doctor from Rhodes Island to fuck with the HR Department is such a Blitz thing

(I need to save up for Originium Dust rerun praying hard rn)

#arknights #r6s

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Great news! The most manipulative, unsympathetic, mean-spirited, tone-deaf person you know is majoring in psychology

#my fucking ex

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The urge to make an R6S OC Discord server where it's showcasing people's R6S OCs and hang out with each other

#r6s #r6s oc

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dude seeing these Mega high quality images of the surface of mars that we now have has me fucked up. Like. Mars is a place. mars is a real actual place where one could hypothetically stand. It is a physical place in the universe. ITS JUST OUT THERE LOOKING LIKE UH IDK A REGULAR OLD DESERT WITH LOTS OF ROCKS BUT ITS A WHOLE OTHER PLANET? 

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The thought of Tachanka "adopting" some of the Ursus Student Self-Government group's members (if not all) and telling them stories of how his previous teammates were back there on earth like a grandpa to his grandchildren

Or Blitz befriending the whole R&D department because he keeps checking in and out for Liskarm about his shield and also cracking jokes to the staffs (probably Closure would drag him to ask about his handgun tho, the ammo ain't etched bullets)

Frost locking herself up in the workshop for days, came back with her personal guidebook of how to hunt animals in Terra. At first it doesn't look impressive, until the Terran operators realised this woman is using homemade-improvised traps and none of those Originium Arts

Ash keeps hosting meetings for the Team Rainbow, until it becomes common public discussion sessions with Ch'en and Kal'tsit listening in to see them trading information with each other (I can see the gang getting drunk from Tachanka's alcoholic drinks)

#arknights #r6s

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Making World Trigger OCs uniform design + fanmade Squad emblem; Fractured Glass. Border's first all-foreigner's squad

#ocs #world trigger oc

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Sorry for the bad thoughts vent, a friend of mine streamed Muse Dash to distract me from it

#avenger: ted

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Vent. Tw: suicidal thoughts

The lack of a romantic partner right now makes me realize something

I'm scared to initiate talk to people, even friends that I consider close. Even my current platonic partner, shamefully so on my part

When I was still with my ex, I would just spill out my guts about what I was doing, talking a lot, basically being so unhealthily attached

When he told me the reason we were breaking up was because I was hurting him, it made me scared to talk to anyone

Sure, Ren and I rambled a ton at some points, but then it would end up in radio silence because we thought we annoy people

Hughes brought the matter up this morning. About how the fact that I was holding onto my own thoughts without sharing them made me physically sick, and he had to drag us out of bed to get food since I didn't feel like staying alive

I think. I'm just scared to hurt anyone without knowing again

We thought we had noticeable growth; we thought we could bear the growing pain while being a mature adult like we're supposed to. But I don't think we're actually growing mature

Holding myself back to not hurt myself because there's a sick part of me fully convinced that with me gone, nobody would notice. Most of my presence is on the internet anyway, and since I'm keeping my internet and disorder away from my family and friends, nobody would get ahold of my accounts to tell people about my sudden death or anything

My family would mourn, but I know they would blame me for my own death. They're ashamed of me for taking my life away. It's a bad omen anyway

Coffee asked me if we would die alone. I said yes

This disorder seems like it's giving you friends, but it makes me a lot...lonelier

I only know basic information about my family and classmates, but I don't feel them being what they're supposed to be.

I think. I want to die

But I can't

I hate my depressive thoughts I'm so sorry

#vent post #tw sui ideation

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Hyuse diving deep into his roleplay of a canadian

#world trigger #hyuse cronin

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World Trigger S3: H

Me: WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE ACTUALLY-- Oh shit it's you hi :>

#WORLD TRIGGER CAME INTO MY HOUSE AND SHOVED ME THEIR BEST BATTLE ANIMATIONS OH MY GOD #GUSHING OVER THE KUGA BATTLES #AND THE KHLJGKWHKJDKW AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #BEAT THEM ALL CHILD (Chika)

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“When I was 26, I went to Indonesia and the Philippines to do research for my first book, No Logo. I had a simple goal: to meet the workers making the clothes and electronics that my friends and I purchased. And I did. I spent evenings on concrete floors in squalid dorm rooms where teenage girls—sweet and giggly—spent their scarce nonworking hours. Eight or even 10 to a room. They told me stories about not being able to leave their machines to pee. About bosses who hit. About not having enough money to buy dried fish to go with their rice.

They knew they were being badly exploited—that the garments they were making were being sold for more than they would make in a month. One 17-year-old said to me: “We make computers, but we don’t know how to use them.”

So one thing I found slightly jarring was that some of these same workers wore clothing festooned with knockoff trademarks of the very multinationals that were responsible for these conditions: Disney characters or Nike check marks. At one point, I asked a local labor organizer about this. Wasn’t it strange—a contradiction?

It took a very long time for him to understand the question. When he finally did, he looked at me like I was nuts. You see, for him and his colleagues, individual consumption wasn’t considered to be in the realm of politics at all. Power rested not in what you did as one person, but what you did as many people, as one part of a large, organized, and focused movement. For him, this meant organizing workers to go on strike for better conditions, and eventually it meant winning the right to unionize. What you ate for lunch or happened to be wearing was of absolutely no concern whatsoever.

This was striking to me, because it was the mirror opposite of my culture back home in Canada. Where I came from, you expressed your political beliefs—firstly and very often lastly—through personal lifestyle choices. By loudly proclaiming your vegetarianism. By shopping fair trade and local and boycotting big, evil brands.

These very different understandings of social change came up again and again a couple of years later, once my book came out. I would give talks about the need for international protections for the right to unionize. About the need to change our global trading system so it didn’t encourage a race to the bottom. And yet at the end of those talks, the first question from the audience was: “What kind of sneakers are OK to buy?” “What brands are ethical?” “Where do you buy your clothes?” “What can I do, as an individual, to change the world?”

Fifteen years after I published No Logo, I still find myself facing very similar questions. These days, I give talks about how the same economic model that superpowered multinationals to seek out cheap labor in Indonesia and China also supercharged global greenhouse-gas emissions. And, invariably, the hand goes up: “Tell me what I can do as an individual.” Or maybe “as a business owner.”

The hard truth is that the answer to the question “What can I, as an individual, do to stop climate change?” is: nothing. You can’t do anything. In fact, the very idea that we—as atomized individuals, even lots of atomized individuals—could play a significant part in stabilizing the planet’s climate system, or changing the global economy, is objectively nuts. We can only meet this tremendous challenge together. As part of a massive and organized global movement.

The irony is that people with relatively little power tend to understand this far better than those with a great deal more power. The workers I met in Indonesia and the Philippines knew all too well that governments and corporations did not value their voice or even their lives as individuals. And because of this, they were driven to act not only together, but to act on a rather large political canvas. To try to change the policies in factories that employ thousands of workers, or in export zones that employ tens of thousands. Or the labor laws in an entire country of millions. Their sense of individual powerlessness pushed them to be politically ambitious, to demand structural changes.

In contrast, here in wealthy countries, we are told how powerful we are as individuals all the time. As consumers. Even individual activists. And the result is that, despite our power and privilege, we often end up acting on canvases that are unnecessarily small—the canvas of our own lifestyle, or maybe our neighborhood or town. Meanwhile, we abandon the structural changes—the policy and legal work— to others.”

- Naomi Klein

#Oh fuck #Oh frick frack this hits #As indonesian myself we were taught that power comes in group #We learned that we took down dictators through bloodsheds and many screams of students #Nowadays we couldn't do much because the individualism is on a rise here #Clashinv and crashing between different ideas and tearing people apart #Government knows and now we're suffering because we know we're powerless individually

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Nameless OC

#art #oc art

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DECAPOLICE X LAYTON BROTHERS; MYSTERY ROOM

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As technology advances, its also wise to not forget the fundamentals, if all goes south, you can definitely rely on these veterans!

#I NEED TO FUCKING CONSUME THIS AS MY MEALS #I NEED THIS SERVED WITH THE FINEST ROOT BEER THE WORLD CAN OFFER #THIS IS THE EQUIVALENT OF SOUL FOOD #OH MY FUCKISNG GHKJHWHWJKHDW #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #GOUNDG TO GRING #CRY #GOING TO CRY #SOBS #SBOSBSBSS #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #THE RIGGINGS GODDAMN #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #Sorry #No I'm not sorry about this masterpiece #I'm sorry I'm just so fucisng hype #Hnrgneg #My god #MY GOD #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #The happy stims #I can sleep peacefully knowing I see glimpse of heaven

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After the Pokemon Present, the urge to get the currently-aimed Switch Lite is very tempting

#soother: barista