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drjohndisco · 5 months
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Jack: Well, this is where I go to take off the clothes I prefer, and don the clothes I abhor.
#relatable
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hengheng7 · 7 months
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,Km 8.4
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littlemourningstar · 9 months
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(Very late sorry lol)
While technically what I’m counting for this day was on the 5th, it came from something I bookmarked on the 4th. I had a new fic idea!! As if I needed more!!!
The last few days have been a massive struggle when it comes to remembering what happened when. Things have been really busy personally and I feel awful that I’ve neglected my personal goals.
I will be gone most of the 6th as I’ll be attending a ren faire but after that I’m spending the week working on my big bang fic and cleaning because next weekend I’ll be going on vacation!
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Hey, Kaiser is dead! Finally some good news!
Armsmaster stepped forward, leaped up higher than any normal human could, and caught Leviathan just above the knee with the Halberd, driving the blade nearly a third of the way to the bone.
What bone?
"You don’t even speak English, do you?  Or you’d know what I was saying, you’d know I already won.  The others helped, slowing you down, stopping the waves.  But this victory, this killing blow?  It’s going to be mine.”
Armsmaster, you idiot. That ego and need for publicity is going to get you killed.
“This cloud around my blade? Nanotechnology. Nano-structures engineered to slide between atoms, sever molecular bonds. Cuts through anything. Everything. Like a sharp knife through air."
Okay, this one's not Armsmaster's fault, it's Wildbow's. If nanotechnology is machines built on scales of nanometers, that's still too big for that job by a factor of ten at least. And worse, where does all the energy from the chemical bonds go? Why doesn't this halberd trail fire in its wake everywhere as it accidentally slices apart O2 molecules in the air and creates free radicals ready to oxygenate everything in the area? At the very least, it should be written to have a superheated blade at all times and the option to produce an explosion upon stabbing a target, that would be reasonable uses of tinkertech to skirt around the edges of physics and take the consequences into account rather than just ignoring it completely.
"For the record, that last trick was a temporal stasis trigger, with thanks owed to the cooperation of a subordinate of mine. Drains my battery reserves, but you don’t understand that, do you?”
Armsmaster, you idiot! Didn't you hear Legend before the fight? This isn't Behemoth. It probably can understand you!
The storm sewers.
The storm sewers...
“Armsmaster down! CC-7!
Did I miss something earlier? I genuinely have no fucking clue what these codes and numbers mean or why they keep changing.
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Swan and Swan, continued are both up, here and on ao3.
We're almost to 100k, guys, but most importantly WE'RE FINALLY PASSED THE GRAND CRYSTAL BALL THANK AKATOSH
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(actual footage of me and my beta as we wave Solitude goodbye)
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mysimsloveaffair · 6 months
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Loneliness weighs on me as I climb the stairs and change for bed. It's too quiet here, and I'm missing the late-night symphony of my childhood home. I'd grown used to our dog Belle barking late at night at unseen phantoms and Drake or Mase making too much noise as they ran up the stairs to their bedroom. I lay my head on my pillow, expecting Dad to decide to vacuum at odd times at night and Ma fussing at him to save that until morning - 'so the boys can get a good night's sleep for school.'
I have one final thought before I can feel myself drifting off to sleep, but it grows from just a notion in my head to something that sounds like my voice except way more muted and sad…
Wade: *outloud to himself* I want to go home. 
The words get lost in the silence of my new world.
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rox-reads · 1 year
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99/100 bombs go off, they do an unexpectedly huge amount of damage to leviathan, he’s on the ground barely squirming around, basically harmless by now.
the last bomb goes off and its bakuda’s patented “gets you right back to full health <3″ bomb 
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teambadam · 4 months
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Presenting you with my favourite screenshot of episode 4, with absolutely no context
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pixelatedollhouse · 1 year
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tainoodles · 10 months
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R.I.P. Bernadetta Angelosanto
22 B.F. - 29 A.F. (51 years old)
I shouldn’t admit that she was my favorite, but now that she’s gone... she was my favorite and I’m so sad! Why did she have to roll a want for that stupid train set?! At least she was able to complete her lifetime wish before she went. 
Also, one of our founders is already gone... we are down to three (/four) now. 
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new-squidbeak-gaytoon · 7 months
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finished the refs for our agent 8s!
they all look really similar because they share the same body! they're a system :]
theye have various wigs for whenever they switch. the rest of the nsbs all accepts them - especially tuyen, collectively one of their best friends, and a fellow system!
their relationship w tuyen used to be a lot more rocky, since nera (8.2) believed that, since the three technically owed tuyen their life, she had to "reward" tuyen by dating him. tuyen is aroace though
nera is now very happily together with my agent 4, norma, while the other two are aroace and do not care
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drjohndisco · 5 months
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Stopping the elevator doors with one arm?? Jack, don't! That will hurt later.
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outrageousmenshair · 8 months
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No name brand, greasy and glistening, bulked out buns, a bit rougher round the edges. Can you taste the difference??
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outstandingmenshair · 8 months
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Tight 'n' tasty pastry rolls.
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for the second time I could remember, I found my power was responding far more effectively as I called for them. My reach extended further, my bugs were fractionally more responsive. The last time this had been the case, it had been when I teamed up with Bitch, Sundancer and Newter and wound up fighting Oni Lee and Lung.
Hmmmmmm... what's different about these two fights as compared to everything else Taylor has gone through? This doesn't seem like the type of book where I can correctly answer "the magic of friendship", but like... that is the common thread. When Taylor is fighting in larger groups, alongside people outside her immediate team, she's stronger. She needs a swarm around her, even if it's a swarm of fellow parahumans.
Then, thinking about her costume and camouflage,
I’d picked darker colors and made my armor mottled to blend in with the bugs that were, obviously, specks.
Aren't we all specks, Taylor? Specks of dirt all across the earth? Maybe if Miss Militia were still conscious you could tell her what you saw in that locker.
Okay, maybe enough pointing at tiny wording choices. But like... I'm a longfic writer. I would foreshadow a million words in advance, if any of my outlines went that long.
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8.4.
98 - glare
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