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#9/11 again
harrelltut · 10 months
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you ready 1999 Y2K 2000-2023 9/11 America, Inc. [A.i.] of ANU GOLDEN 9 Ether [AGE] ATLANTIS 5000 ?!?!?!
IMMORTAL U.S. MILITARY KING SOLOMON-MICHAEL HARRELL, JR.™
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OMMMMM
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OMMMMM
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SHHH... WE 1968 UNDERGROUND SCHWARZ [U.S.] GEN X PENTAGON BUDGET ELITES... ECONOMICALLY [BEE] SEGREGATED FROM 1999 Y2K 2000-2023 9/11 AMERICA
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MY 1999 Y2K 2000-2023 9/11 NETWORK FROM 1921... JUST SKYROCKETED!!!
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WE GOT MOOR UNDISCLOSED [MU] 1921 SCHWARZES DEUTSCH QUANTUM HARRELL TECH LLC PATENTS WAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY ABOVE YOUR STAGNATED 2023 PAY GRADE
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TIME'S UP!!!
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HEIL HARRELL!!!
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americans love their televised cgi distractions
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EYE SCIENTIFICALLY ENGINEER OUR HIGHLY COMPLEX [ADVANCED] ANCIENT DIRECTED ENERGY WEAPONS [DEW] TECHNOLOGIES @ QUANTUM HARRELL TECH LLC
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nobody coming to save you [insert evil evil laugh emoji]
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hussyknee · 6 months
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punkass-diogenes · 7 months
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I've really had it with all you nuance-deficient motherfuckers who are incapable of distinguishing between "this violence was inevitable" and "this violence was glorious and righteous."
That goes for both pro-Israel people who think the former implies the latter, and western leftists LARPers (obviously looking to feel vicariously oppressed and righteous through the Palestinian struggle, even when they materially have more in common with Israelis) who think the latter follows from the former.
Fuck all of you. This WAS inevitable, but nobody has benefited or will benefit. Not even Israel. Definitely not Palestine. This was not a glorious victory for la resistance. Things are about to get so much worse for everyone, but especially for Palestinians. This shit fucking sucks.
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ducktracy · 6 days
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reminder that if you're not watching Crayon Shin-chan then you are living a hollow and empty life. this is not edited. this ripped straight from the movie (Movie 8: Jungle That Invites the Storm, highly recommend for fellow Masaaki Yuasa lovers)
if you need further convincing: these monkeys run an animation sweatshop
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#i've made this disclaimer on another post but will again since i've seen a lot more of the movies now#the movies are VERY good and very enjoyable but unfortunately the first handful are bogged down by transphobic/homophobic/okama stereotypes#they kind of vary in their severity. Movie 5 i think is the biggest catalyst because it features the stereotyped characters the most#prominently. Movie 3 doesnt really have caricatures per se but saves a very backhanded reveal for the end#Movies 1 and 4 are a bit more tolerable if my memory is correct. Movie 2 i think is kind of comparable to Movie 5 with its caricatures#in that the characters have similar roles in both movies#i admittedly can't remember what caricatures there were in Movie 6 or 7. 7 i think barely had anything#RAMBLE RAMBLE BASICALLY: these jokes are within the first 7 movies or so 5 being the zenith then reducing down and down. by movie 8 it's sa#e#i give these disclaimers because these movies are all very enjoyable and i would not recommend them if i didnt think there wasnt any merit#o them. they are all very much worth watching. Movie 5 still has a lot of very enjoyable stuff in it (there's a showdown in a supermarket!!#but i just want to make sure that is clear and established since transparency is good to have and i dont want anyone's viewing experience t#be ruined because they weren't given the proper warning#if it's any consolation it's my understanding that even the directors hated doing the jokes#iirc Keiichi Hara really didn't like doing the jokes and i think had a talk with the mangaka Yoshito Usui and was like 'uh dude this is#gonna age horribly can we maybe not'#ironically Hara's first film is Movie 5. which is again the biggest offender#BUT! that is my spiel. my understanding is that it's contained to those 6 or 7 first movies and i think is strictly just a movie thing#so please do give these films a watch but just be mindful at the same time#if anyone needs recommendations my favorites have been movies 4 and 9 but i genuinely really enjoyed every one that i have seen#i've seen the first 11 and a half movies (need to finish 12) and movie 22. the worst i've felt about one is 'oh that was pretty good!'#each film has its own merit and is very very very much worth watching#22 was the first Shin-chan anything i watched and all my Shin-chan expert friends say 4 is a good introductory piece#in case that influences anything/makes it easier to break in#so. thus concludes my spiel#csc#vid
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couch-house · 1 year
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sequel to this because now I know what he REALLY does off the clock is go sicko mode to thrash metal
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m1d-45 · 1 year
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if you don't mind i'd love to see what'd you think it'd be like being found by razor first in sagau!!! he's my main and like a son to me <3. also i am handing you little cat shaped cookies, ur writing is always a treat when its on my dash!!!!!!
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a/n: in return to your delightful gift, i bring you this small love letter to the first character i ever pulled. i’m glad to know that i have brightened people’s day, and hope to reflect this kindness back to you <3
word count: 1111!!!
-> warnings: spoilers for razor lore / story quest? i suppose?
-> lowercase intended
taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie
< masterlist >
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you land in wolvendom, lamp grass cradling your fallen form. a soft blue glow lights up the dark forest, and despite the stars shining through the leaves, you can see a fair distance around you. the plants and ferns curl around and hold your curious hand, brushing carefully into your palm. it’s…. unnatural, for certain, but it isn’t unnerving in the way you’d expect.
you spend a little longer than you’d like to admit in a trance of sorts, watching the wind blow flowers against your wrist and leaves flutter between your fingers. it’s strange, but certainly a welcome distraction from waking up in a strange environment.
speaking of…
you inspect the lamp grass around you, ignoring the odd way they preen into your touch. are they really lamp grass? or is this some weird dream? it has to be, right? the wind doesn’t just… do that, it doesn’t curl bushes into your hair and brush away errant strands with the care of an actual hand. it doesn’t in your world.
the brush rattles with the breeze, but you don’t pay much attention, chalking it up to the same strange wind as the one affecting the flora around you, continuing to inspect the small plant in your hand. the small bulb seems to glow brighter just by being next to your skin, and your brain calls up some explanation of bioluminescence from some science class or odd youtube video.
sticks creak and leaves rustle, sounding like somebody’s approaching. you turn in the direction of the sound, scooting back until your back hits a tree. you were too distracted to notice earlier, but as you stare into the dark space between the tree trunks, you realize how unsettlingly dark it is. you can’t see anything.
your breath picks up, your fingers threading into the grass. it weaves back into your hand, cool with nighttime, and you falter momentarily on the fact that wind couldn’t possibly be affecting it this way.
the bushes part.
red eyes stare at you from the pitch black, something shimmering in the darkness besides them. you can’t look away, even as your spine prickles with nerves and unease, transfixed by something that seems so familiar and yet should have you running.
the eyes tilt. the bushes part further.
white hair comes into view first, then a dark hood and large white pendants. dark army-green pants fold and bend over a crouched form, buckles and tassels clicking over the bushes, somehow not catching.
you clutch at the grass. it holds you back.
“you…”
you can’t move as the boy—you tell yourself you don’t know his name, you tell yourself it’s not the same guy—approaches, kneeling in front of you. his hands are gloves, the leather shockingly warm where it reaches for your hand.
“you’re here.”
the shock and emotion in his voice surprises you, alongside the implicit recognition in his words. he knew you? he…
you tell yourself again that this can’t be the razor you know. this can’t be the one you’ve poured time and energy into, this isn’t the same boy as from your game, he’s not the one you cooed and called after. he’s not the one you cried over when he got hurt, he’s not the one you spent hours and hours grinding for and perfecting and leveling and loving-
not-razor tugs at your wrist. “stand. you should not be with the grass.”
you ignore the chord in your heart that burns at his voice and let him pull you up, at a loss for words. you want to say something, it feels awkward not breaking the silence, but you dont know what to say. what can you? is this version of razor aware of what you did for him? what kind of dream are you even having right now?
he steadies you with another hand on your arm, frowning. you didn’t even realize you were swaying.
“you okay?”
you nod. he doesn’t seem convinced.
“come. follow.”
he pulls you along, one of his hands falling away to push aside branches in your path. moonlight streams in bars from the sky, fireflies flickering along the path. you cling to razor’s hand, walking a little closer to him. the night is cold, and though the wind creeping through the trees was comforting before, it’s only off-putting now.
he makes an odd half-huff, holding your hand tighter. the noise doesn’t sound irritated, somehow, even as you’re certain it would from anybody else.
he leads you to a small ledge, coming up to your waist, and clambers up with ease. before you can struggle over the rock, he reaches his hands over the edge.
“here. i help you.”
the simple dialogue makes you smile.
he pulls you up and over the edge easily, standing and smoothly pulling you up alongside him. the action is quick, one that leaves you a bit disoriented, but you quickly get your bearings again. after checking you over, he gives a self-satisfied smile and continues walking.
“oh- ah, where are we going?”
your words come out strange and off-kilter in your continued confusion, but he doesn’t seem to mind.
“place to sit. wait.”
“for?”
“wolf pack!”
he says it with such pride, you can see the affection in his eyes even from your angle at his side. they really are his family..
you come into a clearing with a large rock in the center, the moon falling through a gap onto a large portion of it. razor leads you near the center of the moonlit portion, sitting down.
“once wolves return, we will bring you somewhere better. less cold.”
you stare, watching as he fusses with his cloak. why would they take you in? surely they didn’t…
after a moment, razor managed to remove his jacket, leaning in to wrap it around your shoulders. it’s small, unsurprisingly, but warm in a way you don’t expect.
“you know me?”
razor smiles as he sits back, an awkward imitation yet endearing all the same. when he speaks, you catch a glimpse of fangs.
“you’re my lupical.”
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idliketochill · 9 months
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This is the edgiest thing I’ve drawn since 7th grade
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I want to tighten the strings on his hoodie
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vuelode-irbis · 1 year
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The warrior cat himself
ID: A digital drawing that contains fifteen designs of Firestar from Warrior Cats. First one is bright orange with square features. Second one is rounder and has duller colors. Third design is bright pink and is in an attack position, he's launching at something below. Fourth design shows an orange tabby in loaf position. The fifth is a realistic drawing of a very orange Firestar. In the sixth one he has dark red tones and a big mane, he also has a leader mark in the forehead. The seventh is a little drawing of Firestar and Sandstorm sitting together, with a little heart popping up between the two; the text next to Sandstorm reads "Tall gf" and there's an arrow pointing at her. Eighth is another little drawing of Firestar in pure bright orange. Number nine shows a lighter orange colored action pose in which he's kicking someone with his hind leg. Tenth shows a black and white version of him, he looks like a manga character, eleventh has two drawings that have the same design as in ten, but they're colored, in one he looks pissed and in the other one, he's smiling. The artist missed number twelve. Thirteenth design is also a pink version, Firestar is floating before a repeating text that reads "PINK FIRESTAR" in all caps, and fades as it goes down. Fourteenth drawing shows him and Bluestar, both becoming fire as in their prophecies. Fifteenth and last drawing features him with Graypaw and Ravenpaw, the three sleeping together. End ID.
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deuynndoodles · 5 months
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something incredibly funny just happened to me
i had a depressive breakdown. tears, intrusive thoughts, the works. bored so i open up my phone
my friend sent a gif of 9/11 reenacted in totk
i start laughing so hard that im just completely shocked outta my depression. 10/10 would experience again
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unripe-lemon · 10 days
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I JUST DONT UNDERSTAND *SNGHIF SNGIDF SNGFIF* HO- HO- HOW THEY CAN *PFFFFFFFFGTT* *crumbles up tissue* FUMBLE HUPHUHPHUHP SO HARHAHAHAHRRRD AAUUGHWUHHUUHUUHU
IT- *dribbles on self* ITS 2024! (rising in pitch) I JUST- WHERE IS MY MOVIE? WE WAI- *PFFFFHGTT* *SNORMPH SNIMGTH* *PGGGFHH* wE WAITED- SEVEN. SEVEN YEARDS. FOR THIS??? WE *swallows dejectedly* WE REVIVED A COMPANY FOR THIS??????
THEY- I JUST DOHODNOT UNDE- *FSSSSH* UNDERSAND WHY. WHY. WHYYHUYYYY
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^me frfr rn
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artificialsilkgirl · 3 months
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What's your take on my year of rest and relaxation
I love that tweet about it that’s like “Nothing like reading a work of modern literature and sensing 9/11 is about to play a part”… I liked the book. I didn’t hate the narrator. Yes the part about 9/11 was necessary
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transmasc-rose · 6 days
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I've been doing a million rough sketches to figure out this style and also what any of these characters even look like so.
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girlmartok · 1 month
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one of my biggest issues with new trek is that it keeps trying to make every season of every new show have such a monumental scale that it circles right back around to being irrelevant. there's always a huge evil plot to destroy everything in the universe slash starfleet (and the assumption that starfleet and the federation IS everything ((and that everyone should want to join)) is a whole other debate) and our rag-tag crew of misfits has to save the poor defenseless federation against all odds etc etc..... like i get it, big stakes = big action = big emotion. but it's too big. it's lazy. when "everything" is on the line, characters don't have to justify why they're risking their lives because, duh, it's obvious, they're doing it because they have to etc etc. there's literally no believable alternative in the narrative.
whereas a smaller scale issue (i.e. voyager stuck in the DQ, dealing with the cardassian occupation of bajor, and so on; still big problems to solve! but they don't affect the entire fabric of society) has moral gray areas and also specific goals the main characters should achieve other than just "save everyone in the universe". the characters could and did question their own motives and actions because there wasn't one right answer! the shows were about thinking about what the right answer was!!! how am i supposed to believe that the real treasure was the friends we made along the way if i don't care about the ""way"" in the first place????
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rwbysketches · 8 months
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salem did 9/11
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spooksier · 2 years
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HELLO?
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hershelwidget · 9 months
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wait hang on
HANG ON
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DO YOU SEE MY VISION
#professor inkling#count bleck#TELL ME YOU SEE IT. IM NOT CRAZY#*writes yet another octonauts crossover au-*#OK BUT LISTEN HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUT#H E A R ME  O U T#in case you're wondering if it's just the monocles NO IT RUNS DEEPER THAN THAT I PROMISE#1. both have been around a long time and founded some sort of group to further their goals (octonauts & team bleck)#2. fancy clothes (yeah inkling's in just a bowtie but remember he's straight up an octopus) that stand out among their peers#3. speaking of that last point: unusual anatomy (one does NOT look a fish and the other is a head torso and floating hands. nothin else)#4. i kinda don't wanna have to pull the mafia au card on this one but if I WAS then: tragic backstories and tragic motives#though then again do we REALLY know anything about inkling- like do we R E A L L Y?? his backstory could be tragic they just aint tellin..#5. avid book readers (bleck let a book tell him how his life was supposed to go this man is clinically into books)#6. defense mechanism that involves darkness (octopus ink & a bLaCk HOLE-)#7. if you see either of them walking it Don't Look Right#8. this is more of an implied thing for them but: knows a LOT about the people they gathered for their causes#9. both from children's media that gets DARK sometimes without warning#10. sometimes they say things and the people around them are just ''what''#11. love interests (ones outright saying it and the other is again just implied but STILL ITS ANOTHER POINT SOOO)#12. ok fine. yes it was the monocles at first but then i thought about it MORE so HA#feel free to add on if i missed something
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