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fuckyeahteamrocket · 9 months
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祝!20周年 | 祠燐
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ポケモン20周年おめでとうございました!悪の組織でお祝いです。 ここまでシリーズが長く続くとは初代をプレイしていた当時は思いもしなかったので非常に感慨深いです。
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Finally in 2020 my 5years long journey came to an end. I graduated from “University of Pune” at India.
#Done-n-Dusted #FinallyArchitect #BatchaOf2015 #2015-2020
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alleniversonautographs · 11 months
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ffc1cb · 1 year
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happy to announce i’ve finally lost it and spent a considerable amount of time making a dragon age inquisition mod that lets your inquisitor use they/them pronouns. if there’s anyone out there besides me who wants to use it, here it is on nexus.
detailed description and personal commentary under the cut
update: as of 3.05 (may 3rd), the mod has been uploaded to nexus. see download link above for any future updates.
this is a mod for frosty mod manager 1.0.6.1. you MUST install the bioware localization plugin for it to work, otherwise the game won’t start. on fmm 1.0.6.2, the plugin is already built in, so you don’t need to worry;
this mod is a simple overhaul of the game’s base text; no changes were made to the actual voice lines. this mod also does not affect default romance flags (just like in vanilla game, you can only romance sera with a "female" inquisitor (or dorian with "male"), but the mod should, hypothetically, be compatible with other mods that edit romance flags);
you can install it at any point of the game. starting a new playthrough is not necessary;
works for all races and with all available dlcs;
along with the pronouns change, this mod changes all gendered words used to refer to the inquisitor to be gender neutral, i.e man / woman have been replaced with person or contextual variants. my lord / my lady and other similar titles have been replaced with messere (on the basis of this reddit thread);
some of the dialogue could've been mistakenly changed, since context was not always easy to parse. if you try this mod out, i’d greatly appreciate any help with pointing out my mistakes (blackwall’s romance in particular has given me the most trouble); additionally, i might have missed some lines in the codexes, since i skimmed through them very briefly.
i’ve no previous modding experience, so i went with the easiest option and, like i mentioned above, brute forced it and made a complete overhaul of the base game text as opposed to a pickable option i’d like it to be. ideally i’d love for this mod to be bundled together with this other one that switches pc pronouns (which was a partial inspiration for this mod). if anyone here has any knowledge on whether this is something that could be done, please hmu.
also, since in order to make this mod i had to read through the entire game text (it was torturous. not gonna lie) i collected some of my personal favorite bits and pieces along the way. if anyone’s curious, you can look at them here. there’s surprisingly many developers’ notes in there.
ps: this mod is free to use for all so this is not at all necessary, but if anyone is feeling generous, i have a tip jar.
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icarus-star · 4 months
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rory culkin in materna (2020).
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fatehbaz · 16 hours
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Because tuatara are very long lived - between 100 and 200 years by most estimates […] - the founding of Aotearoa/New Zealand as a modern nation and the unfolding of settler-wrought changes to its environment have transpired over the course of the lives of perhaps just two tuatara [...].
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[T]he tuatara (Sphenodon punctatus) [...] [is] the sole surviving representative of an order of reptiles that pre-dates the dinosaurs. [...] [T]he tuatara is of immense global and local significance and its story is pre-eminently one of deep timescales, of life-in-place [...]. Epithets abound for the unique and ancient biodiversity found in Aotearoa/New Zealand. Prized as “Ghosts of Gondwana” (Gibbs 2008), or as denizens of “Moa’s Ark” (Bellamy et al. 1990) or “The Southern Ark” (Andrews 1986), the country’s faunal species invoke fascination and inspire strong language [...]. In rounded terms, it [has been] [...] just 250 years since James Cook made landfall; just 200 years since the founding of the handful of [...] settlements that instigated agricultural transformation of the land [...]. European newcomers [...] were disconcerted by the biota [...]: the country was seen to “lack” terrestrial mammals; many of its birds were flightless and/or songless; its bats crawled through leaf-litter; its penguins inhabited forests; its parrots were mountain-dwellers; its frogs laid eggs that hatched miniature frogs rather than tadpoles [...].
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Despite having met a reassuringly temperate climate [mild, oceanic, comparable to western Europe], too, the newcomers nevertheless sought to make adjustments to that climate, and it was clear to them that profits beckoned. Surveying the towering lowland forests from the deck of HMS Endeavour in 1769, and perceiving scope for expansion of the fenland drainage schemes being undertaken at that time in England and across swathes of Europe, Joseph Banks [botanist on Cook's voyage] reported on “swamps which might doubtless Easily be drained” [...]. Almost a century later, in New Zealand or Zealandia, the Britain of the South, [...] Hursthouse offered a fuller explication of this ethos: The cultivation of a new country materially improves its climate. Damp and dripping forests, exhaling pestilent vapours from rank and rotten vegetation, fall before the axe [...]. Fen and march and swamp, the bittern’s dank domain, fertile only in miasma, are drained; and the plough converts them into wholesome plains of fruit, and grain, and grass. [...]
[The British administrators] duly set about felling the ancient forests of Aotearoa/New Zealand, draining the country’s swamps [...]. They also began importing and acclimatising a vast array of exotic (predominantly northern-world) species [sheep, cattle, rodents, weasels, cats, crops, English pasture grasses, etc.] [...]. [T]hey constructed the seemingly ordinary agronomic patchwork of Aotearoa/New Zealand's productive, workaday landscapes [...]. This is effected through and/or accompanied by drastic deforestation, alteration of the water table and the flow of waterways, displacement and decline of endemic species, re-organisation of predation chains and pollination sequences and so on [...]. Aotearoa/New Zealand was founded in and through climate crisis [...]. Climate crisis is not a disastrous event waiting to happen in the future in this part of the world; rather, it has been with us for two centuries already [...].
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[T]he crest formed by the twinned themes of absence and exceptionalism [...] has shaped this creature's niche in the western imagination. As one of the very oldest species on earth, tuatara have come to be recognised [in Euro-American scientific schemas] [...] as an evolutionary and biodiversity treasure [...]. In 1867, [...] Gunther [...] pronounced that it was not a lizard at all [...] [and] placed the tuatara [...] in a new order, Rhynchocephalia, [...] igniting a frenzy of scientific interest worldwide. Specifically, the tuatara was seen to afford opportunities for "astonished witnessing" [...], for "the excitement of having the chance to see, to study, to observe a true saurian of Mesozoic times in the flesh, still living, but only on this tiny speck of the earth [...], while all its ancestors [...] died about one hundred and thirty-five million years ago" [...]. Tuatara have, however, long held special status as a taonga or treasured species in Māori epistemologies, featuring in a range of [...] stories where [...] [they] are described by different climates and archaeologies of knowledge [...] (see Waitangi Tribunal 2011, p. 134). [...]
While unconfirmed sightings in the Wellington district were reported in the nineteenth century, tuatara currently survive only in actively managed - that is, monitored and pest-controlled - areas on scattered offshore islands, as well as in mainland zoo and sanctuary populations. As this confinement suggests, tuatara are functionally “extinct” in almost all of their former wild ranges. [...] [Italicized text in the heading of this post originally situated here in Boswell's article.] [...] In the remaining areas of Aotearoa/New Zealand where this species does now live [...], tuatara may in some cases be the oldest living inhabitants. Yet [...] if the tuatara is a creature of long memory, this memory is at risk of elimination or erasure. [...] [T]uatara expose and complicate the [...] machineries of public memory [...] and attendant environmental ideologies and management paradigms [...].
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All text above by: Anna Boswell. "Climates of Change: A Tuatara's-Eye View". Humanities, 2020, Volume 9, Issue 2, 38. Published 1 May 2020. This article belongs to the Special Issue Environmental Humanities Approaches to Climate Change. [Bold emphasis and some paragraph breaks/contractions added by me. Text within brackets added by me for clarity. The first paragraph/heading in this post, with text in italics, are also the words of Boswell from this same article. Presented here for commentary, teaching, criticism purposes.]
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lobinilo · 9 months
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I genuinely - GENUINELY - do not understand people who say their "childhood got ruined" because of a Disney Live Action remake.
Like... the OG movie is still there? Disney didn't erase the animated version and replaced it with the remake. You can choose not to watch the remake if you don't enjoy it. Noone is forcing you to look at it.
And honestly, how thin and weak are your childhood memories if they can be "destroyed" just because... a characters hair is not red enough? *side eye*
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sfsolstice · 5 months
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✧ regret fem!reader x tsukishima kei . . . a/n: slight angst ?
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“Do you remember what you told me back then?”
Kei glanced towards the girl next to him, who suddenly sat up as they laid in the grass together. The sun was setting, painting the sky a myriad of warm colors that began to fade into the unknown. He did his best to feign disinterest— it was an old habit he could never kick— but in reality, he was staring at one of the most important people that ever burst into his life— violently, suddenly, in a whirlwind of a hurricane that left everything he had known in a wreck. She tore his life apart, but she built it back up, letting him see the world in a way he never could have alone.
“Back when we started high school?”
He didn’t have the faintest memory. In fact, for someone who he credits for changing him for the better, he couldn’t remember when they first met very well, as if they really had known each other forever. He gave a curt, “Not really…”
She was looking out, watching the flocks of birds that flew across the sky, watching the clouds creep ever so slowly to wherever the wind would take them. But her eyes held a deep despair. Kei was always so good at reading people. It was how he could rile up Shoyo and Tobio without fail. It was how, on the court, he never let a spike get past him the second time. It was how he knew when something was bothering her each time. In that moment, he could see the regret she felt before she even opened her mouth.
“It surprised me when you said it. I mean, it surprised everyone when they heard it, since you’re always so sarcastic all the time…”
He couldn’t deny that, that he could be a little too snide sometimes.
“You told me that I should do everything I wanted. To live without regret. To not mind the people around me, to just focus on myself, that what they were doing didn’t mean I wasn’t doing anything…” Her voice began to falter. The hands she had buried in the blades of grass began to grip them hard, as she did her best to not let her voice break anymore than it had already. She pulled the grass she had in her hands out of the ground, throwing them in front of her as violently as she could. She was gritting her teeth, biting back the sting of tears in her eyes.
“Kei… I…” She started.
It had been years since they saw each other. She left Karasuno after their first year. Now, the both of them were in university. He sat up as soon as he could hear her begin to sniffle. Kei placed his hand softly atop a balled fist she now rested in her lap. If he did anything more, he knew he wouldn’t be able to hide his tears either.
“There’s so much I wish I did… So much I wish I didn’t do…” Her voice began to quiet as her head fell. Kei felt the sharpness of her angry tears drip onto the back of his hand. He wrapped it around hers.
“Kei, I-I…” She gasped for breath. “I regret so much.”
This scene was all too familiar. It reminded him of memories that left his mouth dry and bittersweet. There were plenty of times, he remembered, where he would see her like this, and every time, it hurt him more than the last. This time was no different. His heart ached to see her cry, to hear her voice crack, to sit idly by as he just watched, because there was so little that he could actually do to mend her broken heart.
Her sobs grew more unrestrained, bringing her sleeves up to her face to wipe away the onslaught of tears. But all they did was keep coming. She grabbed onto Kei, burying her face in his shoulder, as she bawled, howled, cried out every horrible thing she kept inside her. All he could do was hold her in his arms and hold her tighter.
The sun continued to set, the clouds kept inching their way across the sky, the birds had long left. Her pain seemed immeasurable, but even so, Kei continued to hold her, continued to let her scream, continued to let her soak his shirt in her tears. He knew nothing he could say would resolve her endless amount of regrets. So this was all he could do for her— be there for here, support her, connect. He felt powerless. For the first time in a long time, he felt defeated. There was nothing he could do. This was all he could do.
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wexlertheworld · 9 months
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if i think too hard about how simmons decided she wanted to go into the sciences because of all the time she spent looking at the stars and how she used the stars to give fitz a sign that she was still alive and he crossed the universe for her and how in multiple timelines they raised their daughter among the stars and how they named their daughter after her favorite star that brought her to him and my brain starts looking like this. but like for hours on end.
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fuckyeahteamrocket · 10 months
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ボスズ詰め | サラダ
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アッ!!この沼「深い」ッッボボボボ って感じですごきげんよう
前半デジタルの後半数枚アナログ時系列バラバラミックスです
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darubyprincx · 2 months
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we are only fifteen minutes into the server and jordan has already pissed off an entirely new pantheon of gods a tiny bit by chopping down a tree at spawn island. babygirl why are you like this
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paula-dot-jpg · 11 months
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Big fan of these weirdos
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rabidline · 1 year
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ALL JAPAN FIGURE SKATING CHAMPIONSHIPS (2014 - 2022) 全日本フィギュアスケート選手権 SHOMA UNO // 宇野昌磨 5-TIME SENIOR NATIONAL CHAMPION CONSECUTIVE SENIOR NATIONAL MEDALIST FOR 9 YEARS
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