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Billboard USA Exclusion Zone Episode 21 (01/13/2024)
Now that all the Christmas stuff is gone, what do we have to replace all of the Christmas songs? Well seems like we are still stuck with what 2023 had to offered. Regional Mexican, J-Pop, old songs that went viral on TikTok, and some legacy songs just debuted. And yet looking at the chart reset I think showed a bigger picture that I will get to on my blog, stay tuned. Enough stalling let's get into these meaty lists of new arrival
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49. "Goat" by Number_I
You know the year hasn't even started yet and we might have a contender for the worst song of the year. Like imagine if Fleeting Lullaby by Ado was remixed by a B-tier boyband and the productions sounded like the backwash of Gen 3 boyband group sound...you get this.
51. "Rompe La Dompe" by Peso Pluma, Junior H, Oscar Maydon
This is probably the most well produced Peso Pluma song in corridos scene. I love how chill the song is. Definitely needed after...that car crash the size of opening lap of Belgian GP in 1998 proportion.
64. "Wherever u r" by UMI ft. V from BTS
Seems like V beside making solid RnB album, also want to platform small RnB artist as well. And it's a great song to boot as well. I'm instantly hooked by UMI's voice with the melodic guitar, spacious production, and just immaculate atmosphere which is perfect for the sort of cut about long distance longing. I do think the percussion is a bit loud. But hey it's still a high recommendation
114. "Poco A Poco" by Xavi ft. Los Dareyes de La Sierra
Seems like the train of regional Mexican sound is still rolling because we have a newcomer by the name of Xavi. He's not Spanish by the way he's from Arizona. But, he has been going up on the chart with La Diabla which is a good song. And this one might be better due to the fact that there's a slap bass in it.
132. "Maria Mariah" by Silva MC, DJ F7, C NO BEAT & MC Meno Dani
10/10 would Brazilian funk again.
154. "Modo DND" by Xavi & Tony Aguirre
I feel like the reason why I've been positive with Xavi because in terms of corridos tumbados, his sounds are very full and competently produced for once. I love the horn lines here the most because it's kinda like all over the place.
161. "Murder On The Dancefloor" by Sophie Ellis-Bextor
TikTok strikes again and this time it might be their best find yet. Coming from the Saltburn ending where Barry Keoghan "dancing" to this song, we have quite possible the reason why Future Nostalgia existed in the first place. I'm glad that Americans are listening to this two decades later. The lush nu-disco production that didn't aged a day with the liquid guitar, tight bass, and the strings. Every seconds of this song is just tight and controlled which could be attributed to Gregg Alexander aka the bald guy with the bucket hat from New Radicals. The guitar solo is just an icing on the cake on otherwise fantastic tune.
162. "Husn" by Anuv Jain
Never thought I would hear a song from India like this to be honest. But hey it's a nice surprised to hear this type of sounds in other languages that I am not familiar with.
170. "Overdrive" by Ofenbach ft. Norma Jean Martine
It's kinda cool how dance genre has probably its stronger year in 2023. This is the first one I'm listening to this year and yeah the streak keep on going here. Never have I heard more beautiful piano house since...shit probably Hold My Hand.
172. "Alucin" by Eugenio Esquivel X Grupo Marca Registrada X Sebastian Esquivel
This is probably the best "Edm mixed with regional mexican" song I've heard. Though when your competition is a song by Fuerza Regida featuring Marshmello...yeah
186. "Let Me Love You" by DJ Snake ft. Justin Bieber
Not gonna lie, the sound of DJ Snake just didn't hold up so well with time. This song in 2024 sounds so empty and devoid of anything interesting.
190. "Have You Ever Seen The Rain" by Creedence Clearwater Revival
Meanwhile this song is timeless and could be played at any time where you are feeling down or just sick of the bullshit get thrown at you.
191. "Livin On A Prayer" by Bon Jovi
Just listening to this one song and you will get why hair metal was at one point the biggest genre in the world in the mid 80s.
193. "Poker Face" by Lady Gaga
Meanwhile just listened to this song and you'll get why Lady Gaga is an icon and deserved her acolades.
197. "Be A Flower" by Ryokuoushoku Shakai
Wait so this is the song that became an opening for an anime about ancient China? Why does this bang so hard????
199. "One Dance" by Drake ft. Wizkid & Nyla
One Dance is a good song but this song marked the exact point where Drake stopped trying most of the times because his status as #1 hit makers has been sealed.
200. "Lean On" by Major Lazer ft. DJ Snake & MO
It's a good even great EDM song but it's pale in comparison to its competition at that time.
I highly recommend everyone listening to these songs
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KALI UCHIS FT. PESO PLUMA - IGUAL QUE UN ÁNGEL
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Imagine what a day spa designed by Kali Uchis would be like...
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Leah Isobel: Pretty!
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Ian Mathers: It's not that often that I refer to a song like this as "pillowy," but when I do it's usually because I like it a lot.
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Wayne Weizhen Zhang: Ethereal, effortless, enveloping: an embodiment of the qualities the song subject espouses. “Igual Que Un Ángel” is the first song I’ve been wowed by in 2024, and just a snippet from Kali Uchis’ masterful and diverse-sounding fifth album.
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Alfred Soto: Three weeks after living with Orquídeas, it came to me. The warmth of Kali Uchis' voice (as she heats up the electric keyboards on the verse): a nod toward the Bee Gees and other exemplars of late '70s pop. The rest of "Igual Que Un Ángel" works as a luxurious resting place from the album's relentlessness.
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Jacob Satter: Immersive and affirmative bubblebath disco from one of the modern era's most successfully twinkly practitioners. I'm speaking of Uchis of course; Pluma is here all but in name only.
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Joshua Minsoo Kim: An underutilized Peso Pluma I can forgive, but it is cruel to hear Kali Uchis’ fluttering, wordless melody (at the beginning, and then in two isolated moments later on) and realize the rest of the song is content with just vibing. Her most evocative moment is a bilingual one (“La favorite de Dios… and she knows”), but any good will is lost when she throws in the painfully cliché “heaven must have sent you down.” Every good thing gets thwarted here.
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Nortey Dowuona: There are no English-language articles on Alejo Duran longer than a page. Shakira, one of the only crossover Colombian pop singers, learned English to cross the border between English and Spanish pop superstardom and has comfortably straddled both. Alejo Duran isn’t forgotten, though; he’s a need-to-know for Colombian fans. So is a lot of Shakira’s early work. Kali Uchis, however, is a Colombian pop star who has several long, well-written cover stories and has mostly sung in English. She has become a need-to-know for mostly American fans. "telepatía," bilingual/bicultural in taste and delivery, is her biggest hit, and it's produced by Tainy, a Puerto Rican producer better known for his reggaeton bangers than anything on his latest album, Data (which is also bilingual/bicultural, but he is not yet a beloved figure in Colombia). It doesn’t seem as of yet that she is as revered as Duran and Shakira are (emphasis on the "seem"), but repeating the trick with a bored Peso Pluma and the vocal production of Austin Jux Chandler, engineer of superior Adele song “When We Were Young,” won’t do that for her. It’s no “Pedazo de Acordeon."
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Harlan Talib Ockey: On previous singles like “telepatía”, Kali Uchis showed that she’s adept at directing the production with her vocals as it flexes under her melodies. Here, she sounds both feather-light and intensely charismatic, the bassline and synths flourishing with her. The one fault is that Peso Pluma is entirely unnecessary; he’s unrecognizable under the thick vocal processing, and out of his depth from his usual corridos.
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Jessica Doyle: My first exposure to Peso Pluma left me thinking: "Interesting, but that voice was not for me, so scratchy my throat got dryer the more time I spent with Génesis." And I don't usually try again under such circumstances; I'm not sure why I did this time, I'm still shrugging off the charm of "Ella Baila Sola." But I ended up watching his Sneaker Shopping episode, despite having no previous exposure to sneaker culture, and came away with: "Voice still not for me, but the man himself seems charmingly bashful." Also, there was a morning of singing "rompe la dompe" to myself. So I tried again, with Spotify's generic "This Is Peso Pluma" playlist. After the Anitta collab (catchy but bland) and the Becky G collab (stronger, largely due to Becky G), this song started, and before I'd even heard a voice: "Oh yeah, there's a Kali Uchis collab!" Because really, we already knew Kali Uchis could do this sort of dreamy floaty disco in her sleep; he was always going to be the wild card. (The first dozen or so comments on YouTube, hilariously, are variations on, "I didn't expect much from Peso Pluma here, I was pleasantly surprised!") His sandpaper voice turns out to be perfect for "Igual Que Un Ángel." If anything, he's a little smoother than he needs to be, as if he erred on the side of fitting into her groove. The score below is thus 60% obligatory for dreamy floaty disco done right and 40% a reflection of my homegrown parasocial narrative that Peso Pluma is a sweetheart who approaches collaboration opportunities as a chance to learn from other artists and try something new, rather than as an obligation or a way to swing his newfound fame around. This approach may not hold up any better than "Ugh, scratchy voice" did. But it's a lot more fun.
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Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: So lush and charming that even Peso Pluma sounds smooth here. When I listened to this for the first time, I felt genuinely bad for all of the anglosphere's contributions to the disco revival moment of the 2020s, made irrelevant by Kali Uchis' totalizing achievements in grooves. She's always been a compelling performer, but as she's developed as an artist her songs have grown into richer and richer texts. When she coos that the song's subject is God's favorite, it's not just a passing bit of sacrilege but something deeper. She's got this ability to convey devotion in a way that few artists are able to right now, an emotive skill that is as much nostalgic as it is novel.
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Kayla Beardslee: Kali is the master of harnessing grooves that are just otherworldly enough: at the first touch of that sexy, sophisticated disco beat, you’ll be lifted out of your body to a higher (and simpler) plane, yet left with enough corporeal feeling to appreciate the delicate breeze and scent of roses that swirl around you, summoned by the dynamic dance of her voice smoothing away the creases in a swath of velvet.
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Will Adams: Kali sings the praises of an angel from above, but she's the one who sounds heaven sent. Swathed in reverb, her voice turns the relatively boilerplate disco backing into a hazy dream, where you dance in slo-mo as you breathe in the sweetest perfumes.
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Dorian Sinclair: Both vocalists on "Igual Que Un Ángel" wisely stick to a very light delivery, skimming over the bells-and-synth soundscape. The whole thing would feel wispy and insubstantial if not for that bass groove holding everything down to earth, but instead, we get a frictionless glide through the song, effortless the way movement is in dreams. And if the song is like a dream, those final seconds when the bass drops out and we get that slightly off-kilter ascending line are like waking up, and realizing you slept so easily and effortlessly you're not even sure how much time has passed.
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Katherine St. Asaph: Sometimes this sort of soft-focus disco feels as if it could cast a spell forever. Sometimes the spell ends a minute before the song does. Doesn't mean it isn't nice.
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The August Shortlist: House
- Artists: Beatport
DATE CREATED: 2023-08-01
GENRES: House
Tracklist :
1. St. David - The Message(Original Mix)
2. Ladymonix - Welcome 2 My House(Original Mix)
3. Mark Broom, Riva Starr, Star B - Gotta Have You(The DJ Dub)
4. Darius Syrossian - Let There Be House(Original Mix)
5. Baka G - Uh Oh(Original Mix)
6. DJ W!ld - Underdog(Main Mix)
7. GIDEÖN - A Road Called Destiny(Original Mix)
8. Sally C - All Love(Original Mix)
9. Simon Shaw - I Wanna Do It(Original Mix)
10. Kristin Velvet - Caravan(Original Mix)
11. CC:DISCO!, Confidence Man - Out Of Your Mind(Original Mix)
12. Radio Slave, Michael Love Michael - Can't Get You(Radio Slave Chant Mix)
13. Grant Nelson, Risk Assessment, Monica Blaire - It's Not Right But It's Okay(Grant Nelson Remix)
14. Amy Dabbs, Athlete Whippet - Milkshake(Extended Mix)
15. Alinka - Learning To Fly(Original Mix)
16. Dompe - Work(Original Mix)
17. Josh Butler, Josh Daniel - Be There(Extended Mix)
18. Byron the Aquarius - Bad bitchhh(
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The August Shortlist: House
- Artists: Beatport
DATE CREATED: 2023-08-01
GENRES: House
Tracklist :
1. St. David - The Message(Original Mix)
2. Ladymonix - Welcome 2 My House(Original Mix)
3. Mark Broom, Riva Starr, Star B - Gotta Have You(The DJ Dub)
4. Darius Syrossian - Let There Be House(Original Mix)
5. Baka G - Uh Oh(Original Mix)
6. DJ W!ld - Underdog(Main Mix)
7. GIDEÖN - A Road Called Destiny(Original Mix)
8. Sally C - All Love(Original Mix)
9. Simon Shaw - I Wanna Do It(Original Mix)
10. Kristin Velvet - Caravan(Original Mix)
11. CC:DISCO!, Confidence Man - Out Of Your Mind(Original Mix)
12. Radio Slave, Michael Love Michael - Can't Get You(Radio Slave Chant Mix)
13. Grant Nelson, Risk Assessment, Monica Blaire - It's Not Right But It's Okay(Grant Nelson Remix)
14. Amy Dabbs, Athlete Whippet - Milkshake(Extended Mix)
15. Alinka - Learning To Fly(Original Mix)
16. Dompe - Work(Original Mix)
17. Josh Butler, Josh Daniel - Be There(Extended Mix)
18. Byron the Aquarius - Bad bitchhh(
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Revenge of a Reagan: Carmen, I.M.P., and the Glowing Hands Girl
This is the second part of my series, The Cognito Files. While the first part was a crossover between Helluva Boss and Inside Job, this fic adds characters from Carmen Sandiego and Kim Possible. This mature fic as graphic dipictions of violence, just be aware. This is set right after the battle with VILE in the final season of Carmen Sandiego. For this story, let's just say that Carmen Sandiego takes place in the same world as Helluva Boss, Inside Job, and Kim Possible. In a future part of the series, I believe I can fit in Stolas. I am going to continue this series, although I can’t say when Part 3 will be out. Hopefully, sometime in the next two months.
Friendships: Reagan Ridley & Brett Hand, Reagan Ridley & Rand Ridley, Blitzo & Moxxie, Magic Myc & Reagan Ridley, Reagan Ridley & Gigi Thompson, Reagan Ridley & Shego, Reagan Ridley & Carmen Sandiego, Glenn Dolphman & Reagan Ridley, Dr. Andre & Reagan Ridley
Romantic pairings: Moxxie/Millie
Words: 7.0k
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38195077
Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1254729126-the-cognito-files-revenge-of-a-reagan-carmen-i-m-p
Characters: Reagan Ridley, Rand Ridley, Brett Hand, Gigi Thompson, Glenn Dolphman, Dr. Andre, Magic Myc, Grassy Noel Atkinson, President Domp, Vice President Melosi, Blitzo, Moxxie, Millie, Loona, Stolas Goetia, Carmen Sandiego, Zack, Ivy, Shego, Zabith Infierno, Aril Lllitar
Summary: Carmen thought the defeat of VILE was the end and she could relax. Little did she know, but she would be pulled into a conspiracy bigger than a group of villains and learn of a shadowy government organization which manufactures conspiracies. In the process, she, her friends Zack and Ivy, and her hacker friend, would cross paths with one woman who wanted to get back at her former employer for firing her, and a woman with glowing green hands, while a group of demons from the depths of Hell tries to kill them all!
Police swarmed the headquarters of the Villains International League of Evil, commonly called “VILE.” The evildoers had finally been defeated. She could take it easy for once. She had spent her entire life as an international thief. And with ACME, the Agency to Classify and Monitor Evildoers, now on her side, what could go wrong?
“Red, we have a problem,” she heard in her earpiece. She groused. They had ended the reign of pernicious villains. What could be the issue? What could interrupt this great victory? “Player, what is it?” she asked, clearly annoyed that he was bothering her.
He grumbled. He would have liked to enjoy their victory. As he was surfing the web, a story caught his eye. “Reagan Ridley takes helm of Cognito, Inc” the title of the Underground Conspiracy Times ran. He shared it with Carmen on her phone. “Red, here’s what I’m worried about…this Reagan Ridley fellow.” She shrugged. Why would this be a problem? What did it matter? Who was Reagan Ridley anyway?
“I don’t know much about 'Reagan Ridley,' but I do know about Cognito…it’s a shadowy government organization which supports VILE.” Carmen’s ears perked up. An organization…which backs VILE? Why hadn’t he mentioned this before? Wouldn’t it have been better to go after them instead of spending all this time fighting VILE? “Let’s go after them!” she exclaimed. Player explained why this would be a challenge. He hoped she’d understand. “I agree, Red. We must be careful…they have eyes everywhere.” She snickered. What could Player be worried about? He was a skilled hacker. He could stop them in their tracks.
He scurried around his room, looking under anything, searching for anything that could be a camera. He didn’t want to be captured. From what he heard on the dark web, people who talked about Cognito were never seen again. He breathed deeply. Everything would be fine, he thought.
Seconds later, C armen stared at her screen in horror. She saw three men in suits burst into his room. She yelled. “Player, watch out!” He shrieked. They had trapped him between themselves and his computer. He hollered. “If you take one step closer, the computers will get it!” The men shrugged. They didn’t dare approach. A 30-something woman dressed in a lab coat, green paints, low-cut socks, and white sneakers appeared out of nowhere. She pulled out what looked like a lipstick tube. She snickered. “You aren’t going anywhere, buddy.” Touching a button, it released an electric shock. He slumped onto the ground.
Carmen saw this all unfold and was horrified. She shouted. “Let him go!” The same woman she saw before donned a ski mask and wore a hoodie, to disguise her identity. The woman chuckled. She addressed Carmen directly, looking into the camera. She declared, “if you want your friend back…you need to come to Cognito.” The woman then turned to the side, remarking, “I’ll be expecting you…Red lady.” She walked out of the room. Player was dragged out by three burly men. His mother would have objected, but she had been given a sedative.
Turning the video off, Carmen stuffed her cell phone in her pants pocket. She ran over to her friends, Zack and Ivy, who were celebrating the victory over VILE. “Uh, guys, Player was kidnapped,” she said matter-of-factly. They looked at her with shock. Was she pranking them? Ivy had to make sure. “Are you being real with us, Carm?” She nodded solemnly. Zack shuttered, as did Ivy. Who would do such a thing? Carmen wasn’t sure.
Trying to find him would be a challenge. She had technical skills and know-how. She depended on Player to commit her acts of international thievery. As she started to talk to her team about their next steps, her phone buzzed. Quickly pulling it out of her pocket, she nervously pressed the home button. The screen shimmered. “I have you now, Carmen Sandiego,” a voice off screen declared. She recognized the voice. It was the same one as the woman who had kidnapped her friend! She saw Player restrained and tied to a chair. “Don’t hurt him!” she pleaded. The woman laughed. Carmen was unaware of the power of Cognito. She said softly, “Gigi, activate the hypnosis setting.” Her phone began emitting a specific frequency which put her in a trance. Zack and Ivy tried to snap her out of it, but they were sucked in too.
“Come to Cognito, Inc. Your friend will be safe,” the message commanded. From there, they blindly followed its instructions and marched onto a black helicopter. Back at headquarters, Reagan sighed. Was it worth it to go to all this effort? She pressed a button and the restraints on Player were released and the ropes were sliced apart.
He was surprised. Did they want him to escape? As he started to leave, Reagan came close to him and shook her finger. She stood in his way. “You are one of the best hackers out there…and I brought you here for a reason…don’t you want to know why?” He shrugged. He wasn’t sure how to answer her question. Was he supposed to be curious? Should he fight or flee? He decided to entertain her notion, for now. “Sure…Ms…” She grumbled and rolled her eyes. Did she really need to tell this hacker who she was? Would that even help? She decided to tell him anyway. “Ridley…Reagan Ridley…CEO of Cognito, Inc…how about you…Mr. Hacker.” He chuckled. He responded, introducing himself. “I’m Player.” He extended his hand. Reagan remained wary. She took a step back, then pulled a file folder out from under her jacket. “This says that your last name is Bouchard…there is no first name listed…how convenient.”
Player shrugged. He had no intention of revealing his first name to her or to anyone. It wasn’t anyone’s business! Not even Carmen knew it. Neither did Zack or Ivy. Luckily for him, Reagan could care less about his first name. She had brought him there with a specific purpose in mind, although he wasn’t sure why. He would find out soon enough.
Reagan paced across the room. Where was Carmen Sandiego and her friends? She started to grow impatient. Suddenly, three guards in black camo gear brought Carmen, Zack, and Ivy into the same room. As the door closed behind them, Reagan typed on her phone the message “turn it off.” She received a one word reply from GIGITHO, the name that her friend used in the chat program. She placed her phone into a compartment on the door and it was sucked away to her office. She pressed a button on the wall. it made all electronic devices inoperable, like a localized EMP. They were completely alone. No one would be watching them, this time.
Carmen came to her senses, followed by Zack and Ivy. She got in Reagan’s face. She was furious. “Why the hell did you kidnap us…and Player…what the fuck do you want?” She moved her head from side to side. Carmen had it all wrong. She knew that she had to set the record straight. She did not want them to be enemies. She stared right back at Carmen with her brown eyes. To get ready for this meeting, she had done the unusual thing of putting on makeup to cover up her eye bags. She wanted to hide her sleep deprivation from others, realizing that characteristic could easily be exploited by those around her and others.
“I’d like to recruit you,” she said, seriously. Player knew this was coming, Zack and Ivy were confused, while Carmen was thoroughly surprised. She snapped back to reality and became incensed yet again. She hollered “couldn’t you have just asked us?” Reagan grumbled. Carmen really didn’t understand what Cognito did. Reagan then rolled her eyes and decided to give her the down low. “We are a shadow government organization…we have rules and protocol…we can’t just go to you…and ask.” She then sheepishly added, “...and I thought you’d all flee if we tried to come in and talk…after you took down those people you call ‘villains’.” Carmen thought she’d say that Cognito worked with VILE. It would make sense after what Player had told her about the connection between the two organizations. How were they able to stay afloat after the defeats at her hands? It seemed logical.
Reagan made clear that wasn’t the connection. This meant that either Player had been incorrect and misled, or that Reagan wasn’t being honest with them. “VILE were a bunch of jerks…so thanks for taking them down.” She cleared her throat. She believed it was time to announce why she had brought all four of them there to Cognito. She had to be honest, at least this time. “I’d like you to steal the silver patriot jewel from the Ladies of the Great Rebellion…from their museum, which is right here in the nation’s capital.”
Carmen had not predicted that this woman, who seemed mysterious to her, would propose she take an object from a museum. Staying a bit skeptical, she demanded to know why this jewel had to be taken. What value did it have? “Why do you need it anyway?” Reagan laughed. She didn’t expect such a question from a person she thought was so smart. She explained why it mattered. “The LGR is a wicked place. I once worked there…they canned my ass because I wasn’t as productive as they had wanted…what pretentious jerks.” Zack piped up. He couldn’t believe his ears. “You want to get a jewel so you can screw over your former workplace?” Reagan rolled her eyes. When he put it like that, it seemed malicious. She could care less about that belief. “I want to expose their sorry asses to the world and make them pay. They need to suffer for what they’ve done, those White supremacist posers.” She added, “I regret even spending over five months there…and they made me go through online training so I could analyze requests to join their fucking hoity-toity society.” Just thinking about it made her angrier. Impulsively, she growled and lashed out. She shouted. “Can’t you see that I’m in agony over this! Aren't you all about justice and doing the right thing?”
Carmen was taken aback. Realizing she had gone too far, Reagan stepped back and started to apologize. She didn’t want to turn them off. At times she really couldn’t deal with people. Too much interaction caused her to be socially exhausted. “I…didn’t mean to yell at you and your crew…you are the best in the business…will you do it…and help me, please?” She mulled it over. She murmured with Zack, Ivy, and Player. It could be a gamble or a trap. Reagan recognized that Carmen might be close to rejecting her offer. Without much thought, she blurted out, “Such a cute, snappy dresser like you wouldn’t turn down an offer from a pretty girl like me, right?” Carmen’s face became as red as a strawberry. She wasn’t prepared for this at all. Even when she met Julia Argent, an ACME agent that Zack and Ivy guessed that she had a crush on, she could keep her cool. She couldn’t do that in this case. Reagan’s little hair flip made her totally lose concentration. She was in total panic mode. She quickly exclaimed, “I’ll do it!” She covered her mouth right after, realizing she had made a mistake. This made Reagan happier than anything in the world. She said, softly, “sorry about…that comment earlier…thanks so much for doing this.” Carmen couldn’t back out now. Still a bit flustered, she huffed while Reagan opened the door with the push of a button, allowing them to leave. She waved as they left. “Best of luck, Carmen Sandiego and friends!”
The door closed in an instant. Reagan had a lot of thoughts about what had just happened. Had she done the right thing? Did she really have to flirt with a woman who was, by her guess, only 22 or 23? She knew that as a thirty-year-old, she could date anyone between the ages of 22 and 46, according to that silly "Half Your Age Plus 7" relationship rule. One could say that she was a little attracted to Carmen and she hoped to see her again. She even blushed when she thought about it. This was all necessary to make sure her plan came to fruition. Collecting herself, she pressed a button and the energy field deactivated. She touched another and a disk came out of the wall. With the disk in her hand, she left the room and walked toward the war room. She would be ready to coordinate the operation to steal the jewel from LGR. It was all part of her plan to take over the world and beyond, one step at a time, even though she wasn’t sure exactly how it would all fit together. That would come to her…in time.
Carmen was glad to be free. This Reagan Ridley person continued to confound her. Could she trust her? She wasn’t sure. She believed in her team, often called “Team Red.” She felt like she was in a bind. She asked them for advice, starting with her close friend in crime. “Ivy, what should I do?” Ivy was surprised. She didn’t think that her boss, of sorts, would ask for her help. Usually, it was the other way around. Carmen had led Team Red for years. “You should do this for her and try to bring her to the side of good.” Zack chimed in. “Yeah, sis, you are so right! She can’t be all on the side of…evil.” Player grumbled when hearing the conversation between them. He didn’t really like being around people, like Reagan. He’d rather be sitting in front of a computer screen by himself, in his room, a dark cave only lit by the light emanating from his computer screens. Carmen could see Player’s apprehension on his face and moved over to him. In the meantime, Zack and Ivy argued about the difference between “good” and “evil.” Carmen wanted to check up on Player. “Are you ok?” she asked. He shook his head.
While people would reply “Sure” or “Yes,” he decided to tell her the truth. He whispered to her, “no, I’m not. I need to get on a computer if…we are going to do this.” She understood. She began walking away from Zack and Ivy. She told them to stay put. “I’m gonna help Player get a computer here…which they are bound to have…to help us with this mission.” Zack and Ivy were ok with that. She and Player began walking around the halls until she came across a door labeled “War Room.” She guessed that they might have a computer inside. Busy with helping Player, she didn’t even recognize the familiar voice. She quickly opened the door. “Does anyone have a computer…a…,” Player then interjected, “a clean room so I can do my hacking to help Carmen here…with this theft.” Gigi, Brett, Glenn, Dr. Andre, and Magic Myc were eating lunch at their weirdly shaped table. Eying her outfit, Gigi exclaimed, “come in, Ms. snappy dresser…dang, you look fine!” She said this, even though she recognized her as Carmen Sandiego. Glenn kept snarfing down his lunch, not really looking toward her, and Dr. Andre kept smoking his chemtrails. Magic Myc asked, “let me read your mind” as he began extending one of his tentacles. Carmen backed away and tried to be nice about it. “No thanks…Mr…uh…mushroom man.” Brett got up and walked toward her. He was the only one who wanted to introduce himself to Carmen in a “normal” way. “Hi, I’m Brett Hand, what’s your name?” She answered sheepishly, “Carmen Sandiego…and this is my friend, Player…Reagan put us on this mission…” Before she could say anything, Reagan came into the room like she knew the conversation was happening and was annoyed she hadn’t been part of it.
“Can you leave MY new…asset…alone?” she said, dumbfounding everyone. When did Reagan ever have an asset other than them? Who was this woman anyway? At that moment, Carmen felt grateful for Reagan being there, although she still wasn’t sure if she could trust her. Reagan went a step further and exclaimed, “get her what she and her…friend…needs…this mission is important to me.” Gigi, Brett, Glenn, Andre, and Myc nodded their heads in agreement. Brett led Player to an isolated room where he could engage in hacking of information systems to help Carmen with her theft from the LGR. Without wanting to embarrass herself, Carmen exclaimed, “I’ll be…getting that silver patriot jewel for you” and began walking the other way. Gleeful, Reagan replied, “thanks a million! We will coordinate what we can from here.”
Right after Carmen left the room, Gigi turned to Reagan. She said, loudly, “what are you doing bringing a nice thing like her around here? It’s like she could be…” Guessing what Gigi would say next, Reagan rolled her eyes and added the word “girlfriend” afterward. That wasn’t what Gigi was thinking. she messed with Reagan a little bit. “So, you really like this woman, do you?” Reagan’s cheeks got warm and reddish. She didn’t know what to tell Gigi. She breathed in and answered firmly. “It’s all part of the plan. Whether I like her or not is not relevant.” Brett jumped to her defense, as a caring and sensitive person. He didn’t want an argument in the office. They needed to stick together. “Now, now, let’s simmer down now…Reagan can love anyone she wants…even this Carmen Sandiego fellow if she wants…that’s her business.” Reagan was on board with what Brett said. Glenn had left the room to test his arsenal of new weapons and Myc had gone to read people’s minds. Andre remained. “You two look cute together,” he said, clearly very high. Reagan shook her head.
Unfortunately for her, Carmen had overheard the whole conversation and she felt even more uneasy. The person she was working for…liked her? What was she supposed to do now? The only thing she knew how to do was to complete her mission. That was what she had to do. She put all her feelings aside and focused on the task ahead. Breathing deeply, she put in her earpiece and heard a familiar voice on the other end. “Red, are we ready for this?” Carmen was glad to hear that Player hadn’t been harmed. No one at Cognito seemed intent on harming her or anyone on Team Red. She replied, matter-of-factly, “yes, Player, we are. Everything is in place.” She didn’t want to ask Player if he was ok. She believed that a person from that shadowy organization would be listening. She had to use her words very carefully.
An unmarked van pulled up outside of Cognito. A masked woman threw Carmen, Ivy, and Zack inside, then sped off. Back in the war room, Glenn looked at the monitors with concern. “Reagan, we have a problem.” She laughed. She had contingencies in place if anything like this occurred. She knew what they had to do. “Call in the assassins,” she told him. He feigned ignorance. What people did she mean? He was confused. “Reagan, what do you mean?” She grumbled. How could it be that hard? Didn’t anyone remember them? “I mean I.M.P., those demons I worked with to try and off my dad…the ones we met last week.” Glenn knew who she meant. He liked those demons. They were the best assassins he had ever seen. Picking up a telephone, he typed in the number 1-800-TO-HELL. A phone line had been established from Cognito to Hell for this very occasion. Those in Hell were so cheap they got a 1-800 number rather than a direct line.
At the I.M.P. headquarters, a tired Hellhound answered the phone. “Hello, this is I.M.P. Now, what the hell do you want?” Glenn tried to answer carefully. He wanted to make sure these assassins would do their job. He also did not want to offend them. “I’m Glenn Dolphman from Cognito and I’d like you to kill…a couple humans.” Loona vaguely remembered that name. It didn’t come to her at first. Then she remembered who they were: humans who ran a shadow organization on the surface. They gave her the creeps. “Sorry…we don’t take requests from humans…or dolphins.” The line disconnected. Glenn got up out of his chair in a rage. He couldn’t believe what she had said to him. No one turned him down! He complained to Reagan. “That damn woman hung up on me!” Reagan half-guessed this would happen. She knew what to do. She picked up the phone and dialed the same number. She got the same response from Loona.
“I know you might want to hang up,” she began, “but I’m willing to pay a generous sum,” she continued. Loona considered it. She said, tentatively, “hold one moment please.” She put down the phone and grabbed Blitzo. She looked at him, utterly terrified. “It's those Cognito people again…led by that lady who had us kill her dad.” Blitzo remembered. He didn’t want anyone to hurt his precious Loona. He would never let that happen. He started speaking into the phone. “Can you guarantee our safety?” Reagan chuckled. She was willing to give them all and everything she wanted if they never entered Cognito itself. She wanted to, paradoxically enough, keep their secrets. “Yes. And I’ll even get you a base to set up a permanent headquarters on the Earth's surface…you are the best assassins in the business, right?” Blitzo couldn’t argue with that. He smiled. Everything was on the up and up. “It’s a pleasure doing business you miss…” She then remarked, “just call me Reagan.”
Blitzo remembered that name from before. He wanted an answer to one question. What was their mission and why was she asking them? “Ok, Reagan, what’s the target?” She laughed haughtily. She almost screamed out the name. She would have a chance to get rid of it forever and not have any regrets. “The LGR…the Ladies of the Great Rebellion…in downtown D.C.” Blitzo had no idea what building she meant, and he didn’t care. If they were paid well and got rid of the people they were supposed to, he could care less about a stinking building. Besides, they were assassins. What could go wrong?
On another side of the city, the unmarked van came to a stop. Carmen, Ivy, and Zack looked at one another. A woman with a greenish sock mask opened the vehicle’s two back doors. She easily picked them up by their clothes and hurled them onto the sidewalk. “Sayonara, suckers!” the woman exclaimed. She slammed the doors, then hopped into the driver’s seat and sped away. Carmen, Ivy, and Zack were puzzled. What had just happened? Who was that woman? They had no idea. That didn’t matter now. What Zack saw next made him shiver. He pointed at the placard above the door. “Uh, guys, we are at the…LGR.”
Ivy was worried. Was the masked woman working for Reagan? Or had she brought them there for another reason? Carmen put all that aside and realized they had a job to do. Her feelings were irrelevant, she believed. Instead, she saw this heist as necessary to protect her team. That is what truly mattered to her. “We have to get this silver patriot jewel…so, let’s get going, team!” Ivy and Zack were less than enthusiastic. They decided to follow her need regardless. They hoped that this would end well for them.
As they began their mission, Reagan, back at Cognito, received a text. It was from a person labeled “green hands girl” in her phone. Flipping her phone over, she saw what it said: “Op Red is a go.” She smiled. Everything was going as planned. She quickly typed back a response, “Be on standby. Initiate Op NPC if necessary.” She quickly received a response: “Acknowledged.” She snickered and began to laugh maniacally. Since she sat in the chair in her office away from everyone else, no one else saw her actions, or knew her plan.
Carmen entered the dimly lit library with anticipation. Only a lone security guard patrolled the halls, checking to make sure if anyone was there as he whistled to himself. If she had been there in the daytime, the researchers would be fast working, under deadlines from their bosses who wanted them to work faster and faster on complicated forms. Even though they had the technology for everything to be digital, their members were mostly elderly White ladies. All the changes had to be made by hand, scanned in, turned into digital documents, then printed out. The process could be confusing and bureaucratic. The bosses shouted orders and declared that the workers were not being productive enough. At the same time, they kept on workers who were so incompetent that they would have failed the rigorous tests given to new employees.
Reagan had been one of those people. She had the naive idea that her passion for learning more about her past could be a skill that she could use in a job. She created ways to track her progress as a new employee, hoping she could use it to show how much work she had done. To make matters worse, her bosses, a 30-something woman, who had a book on Asperger's on her work desk, and a man in his forties, turned these tools against her. Despite this, she remained optimistic that everything would be fine and that she would be ok. When she walked to a nearby park often filled with onlookers playing with flying disks, walking their dogs, or other fun activities, she continued to reassure herself about her self-worth. She would rather read a book, decompress, and talk to herself than have any “friends.” She often wore an earpiece to make it look like she was talking to another person while she talked to herself. She survived through it all.
She enjoyed her job on a level despite the soul-crushing labor. She even got a travel stipend, riding the subway from a suburb outside town. She lived in a crowded hovel with six other people, a place clearly meant for far fewer. She loved the cash. She used to shop at a gourmet food store and buy artisan sweet bread every week. She could walk to work, past museums, nonprofits, a building looking like a pastry gone wrong. Other people couldn’t do that. She loved it all, even her coworkers. Still, she felt so alone, like these co-workers didn’t care about her at all. Instead, they cared about inane topics which never interested her.
One day around 3:30 PM, she came back from the bathroom. The workspace was empty. She wondered where everyone was. She got a call on her work phone. It told her to come into the office. She did as she was told, marching herself in, like a dutiful worker. There were signs before this that things weren’t going well. She had met with her bosses, who told her to pick up the pace and work more “efficiently.” She said she was trying. They wanted more and they wanted it faster. She tried her best, but it wasn’t good enough. When she walked into that office, the HR director handed her a paper, and explained that her position was being terminated. She read over the letter carefully, explaining why they thought she should no longer be working at the LGR, handing her last paycheck, and letting her keep her paltry retirement account.
After tidying up her desk and handing in her badge, she walked out the building for the last time. Her boss told her to “have a good life” and that this job was “not a good fit” for her. She walked down the street shamefully, back to the subway station, and her hovel. If she had a more supportive family, she would have called them without delay. She would have said that the LGR had fired her and cried while sitting on a chair on the porch of the hovel where she was staying, wondering what she could do and why this happened to her, of all people. If that had happened, her mom and her dad would have comforted her, calming her down and making her feel better about herself. She then would have left the next day like nothing ever happened and toured around the museums in the nation’s capital. Later, she would have told her landlord that she couldn’t stay at the hovel anymore. He would have understood and let her shorten her stay. Her parents would have picked her up and taken her home.
None of that happened for Reagan. She had no support network and no one looking out for her. She knew enough to not trust her father. Even so, she had no choice but to reach out to him. She called her father. “Dad, can I work at Cognito?” She could almost hear him grinning through the phone. “Yes, Reagan, I thought you’d never ask.” He didn’t even mention her earlier job. It didn’t matter. She wanted to forget it. She’d rather start another job instead. Now that she had control of Cognito, she could do what she wanted all along. She could get back at the fuckers who fired her. They would experience what it was like to be lonely, depressed, unemployed, and alienated. They needed to feel her pain.
Inside the LGR, Carmen quickly approached the glass case surrounding the silver patriot jewel. Unlike other museums, this jewel did not have the same security systems. She easily cut through the glass and snagged the jewel. The security guard had been knocked out with a rag dipped in chloroform by Ivy, while Zack remained as a lookout. She began speaking into her earpiece. “Player, we got the item.” He responded carefully. He didn’t want to say anything which could hurt Carmen. Unknowingly, their conversation put her in jeopardy. “Red, congrats. I’ll let you…” The transmission began to be interrupted with static. The next words she heard made her chill in fear. “Red…they are trying to kill you…a rocket is heading your way.” When she tried to speak to him again, all she heard was static. She wasn’t sure if he was right, until she heard a window smash and saw the rocket screaming toward her. She quickly grabbed Zack and dashed out of the room, just before an explosion engulfed the LGR library in flames. Ivy joined up with Carmen and Zack who were running out of the building as quickly as they could. They were afraid for all their lives.
A few rooftops away, a reddish-skinned demon cackled. It was Millie. Still holding the bazooka on her shoulder, she smiled with glee. She had thrown Molotov cocktails, used various firearms, and a battle ax, but never a weapon like this. “Isn’t it beautiful, Mox!” she exclaimed, as she held him close by. He smiled and whispered “yeah, it’s great.” He then shrugged her off. He didn’t want anything distracting him from his focus. He used the sniper rifle to focus on two individuals getting into a car, doing exactly what Reagan had predicted. As soon as they entered the vehicle, he fired off a single shot. The bullet had been specially designed to go through any surface and explode upon impact with gasoline. It accelerated through the air at an incredible speed. The unsuspecting people never knew what hit them. In an instant, their car exploded and the two people were incinerated. Moxxie was ecstatic! He rubbed noses with his favorite demon. He was more relaxed now that the job had been finished, or so he believed. “Aw, you cute Angel of Death…you were great today” he told her. Millie reciprocated, happily. Loona would have loved this if she had been with them.
Blitzo rolled his eyes. He wasn’t a person who liked public displays of affection, especially when they weren’t done here. He angrily snarled. “Take your love fest somewhere else…we still have to finish the job.” He took the bazooka from Millie, who willingly gave him the weapon. She saw no use for it at that point. He aimed it at the LGR building. A rocket flew out and toward the main power generator of the building, causing it to explode. The flames traveled through the air vents, with fire engulfing the building and the nearby music hall. “That’s how you do it,” he told them. He took out a phone and typed the words “It’s done.” He then took out a fancy book, an arcane spellbook belonging to Stolas which allowed them to travel between the human world and Hell. Opening the pages, it created a portal, which the three of them stepped into. They were on their way back to I.M.P. headquarters, feeling triumphant. Even so, Moxxie was slightly peeved at how dismissive Blitzo had been.
While I.M.P. had left, they had only been partly successful. Although the LGR was on fire and two people had been killed, Carmen, Zack, and Ivy were still alive. The two people had been an important part of Reagan’s life: her bosses when she worked at the LGR. One was his direct supervisor, a woman named Zabith Infierno, and her boss, a man named Aril Ilitar. When Reagan heard they were dead and gone, it felt like a weight had been lifted. No longer could they mess with her thoughts and be part of her life. She could even use the services at Cognito to forget all the memories she had of that awful workplace. She grumbled at the fact that Carmen and her team remained alive, as a text from “green hands girl” informed her. She wrote back three simple words: “Initiate Op NPC.” The woman stepped out of her van and stashed her phone in her pocket. She snuck up on Carmen, Zack, and Ivy, who were caught off guard in their weakened state. She easily knocked them all out, dragging them inside her gray van. She took off Carmen’s trademark red hat and coat, fancying herself in the same clothes. She placed small computer chips on each of their foreheads, which blinked in succession. Cackling, she said, ominously, “Carmen Sandiego, you have no idea what’s coming, do you?”
Not long after, Carmen, Zack, and Ivy arrived at Cognito, Inc., taken inside by their captor. No one paid them any mind as she brought them straight to Reagan’s office and took the bags off their heads. “I’ve brought the miscreants here…into this super creepy place.” Reagan smiled. She didn’t expect to meet a woman she called the “green hands girl.” Unlike with Carmen, she genuinely felt attracted to this woman, although what the woman said about Cognito annoyed her a little. She even addressed her by name. “That will be all…Shego.” Hearing her name, Shego looked intently at Reagan. She had wanted to see Reagan, one of the first clients for her new firm, Green Hands Girl Enterprise, a contracting group which took mercenary jobs. She thought that Reagan, and Cognito could be an end to her one-off jobs since she had become “good.” She could be a forever client! She came up with something on the spot. “This place you have is…uh…rad…let me show how these neuro-compliance clips work.” She belted out a command: “WALK FORWARD.” Carmen, Zack, and Ivy followed her command mindlessly. They could remember and see what was happening to them. However, they could do nothing to stop it. Reagan was impressed. With such a device, Cognito could easily put anyone she wanted under her control. What impressive power to have.
“Shego, these devices are great. You can start as one of our field agents, at once! You can make sure that people don’t figure out about our…conspiracies.” Nervously twirling her hair, Reagan then added, “uh, let’s hang out sometime.” Shego was surprised to hear that. She chuckled and added, “anytime, Ray-gun…see you on the flip side…I gotta blast on outta here!” As she said that, her green energy concentrated in her hands, and she blew a hole in the wall, followed by flips outside the building and onto the ground below. The damage to the building made her slightly angry. However, she was overjoyed to meet another woman who was the same age as her and could help Cognito accomplish its goals. It was a win-win. Coming into the executive suite which she now occupied since she had taken care of her father, she sat down behind a desk. She relaxed in a comfortable leather chair. She pressed a button on the desk and two guards appeared in her room, holding Carmen, Zack, and Ivy. She directed the guards to bring these miscreants to the re-conditioning room on level 7. The guards complied and took them away. Their fate, and that of Player, remained in the balance.
Just then, Gigi burst into her room. “Reagan, we have an emergency. People are beginning to ask questions about the explosion at the Ladies of the Great Rebellion and the killing of those two people. I’d like your advice.” Reagan shrugged. She tried to reassure Gigi. “Do what you do best. Spin and manipulate the news, blame anyone else for the actions.” Scratching her head, an idea immediately came to her. After remembering the day’s news, she suggested, “blame it on Russia. Nowadays anyone will believe that they are behind anything. People are so damn gullible and pliable, it's too easy to convince them of bullshit.” A smile went across Gigi’s face. She appreciated the support. There is nothing better than for your supervisor, and your friend, to believe in you. “Thanks so much, Reagan!” Grinning, Reagan added, “not a problem!”
After Gigi left, Reagan slumped into her chair. She had enough social interaction for the day. She hated that phrase “not a problem” but it slipped out. She thought it was an annoying phrase that goofballs used. The book How to be a Badass Female Boss by Dijonay Jones, now the head of Dijonay Industries, had told her that phrases like that would get coworkers to respect you. So, she tried it. Reagan wanted to take a rest after everything that had happened. She unveiled a huge television screen and tapped the controller. With some static, it turned on. The first channel she began watching had a breaking news report. It began just as she expected:
“Hi, this is Glock Rod. Two senior intelligence officials are telling NNC News that Russia is behind the heinous assaults of two outstanding citizens in Washington, D.C., and the bombing of the Ladies of the Great Rebellion in the downtown. Let’s cut now to an announcement from President Ridrump on the evolving crisis:
‘This is a cowardly act by the Russian government to strike fear into the hearts of the American people. I am sanctioning their intelligence apparatus…they will pay for what they have done and will suffer the pain of a thousand suns. No one stands up to America and…’
Reagan had heard enough. This type of jingoistic claptrap could convince anyone to do anything, even making people mindlessly support the blame of a whole group of people for an action committed by a country’s government. Utter poppycock. She flipped to the next channel.
“I’m Olf Litzer. We are hearing from government sources that Russia is behind this despicable act which strikes at the heart of American democracy. We mourn the deaths of Zabith Infierno, and Aril Ilitar. They will live in infamy…”
She clicked onto the next channel. It had reporting on the same issue, although had a different spin. The chyron at the bottom asked “CIA behind assassination? Unnamed source says YES.” The host wore a suave suit. He had hair that looked like it had gone through a blender and a washing machine at the same time. This host, named Rucker Narlygrin, claimed they had information no one else on any other channel had, an exclusive story:
“The rest of those other channels are saying it is Russia. We have the REAL scoop here. It was the CIA! An unnamed government source gave me intimate knowledge of the plans. It all makes sense. It’s clearly a false flag operation so that the government can institute martial law. I will never stand for such American tyranny. We are the land of the brave and don’t you ever forget that. I will die on the grave of American freedom with a flag stabbed through my heart!”
Reagan was a bit thrown by the last one. What was that guy even talking about? She had no clue. She knew that Gigi’s disinformation campaign and spin about the assassinations, and bombing, had been successful. No one would ever suspect that a group of demons, from the depths of hell, were behind it all. None of these pundits, half of whom were reptilian clones who served the Shadow Council, cared about the truth. All they wanted was money and more money. They would say anything to stay on the air and the public would eat it up, with lively debates on social media between those who believed Russia was behind the attack and those who believed it was the CIA. They had fostered this discord and Reagan couldn’t be prouder. In many ways, everything was going according to plan.
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Notes: Used “A.C.M.E. (2019),” “Carmen Sandiego (2019 character),” “Player (2019 character)” on the Carmen Sandiego wiki, “Loona,” “I.M.P.,” “Millie,” “Moxxie,” on the Hazbin Hotel wiki, and Neuro-compliance chip page on Kim Possible Wiki, Reagan Ridley page on Inside Job Wiki. This story is slightly inspired, in one part, by real events.
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I want to submit rubber chicken videos for domp voice samples because sending links in asks is generally considered to be shady
well now that youve told me what they are i dont mind u sending them as asks, im just scared to have my submit open at all b/c ive had Some Experiences in the past lmao
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Ben Sims – Run It Red 077 Tracklist
Run it Red Episode 77 is here and with it is 73 tracks I’ve managed to get my hands on since the last episode. There is some killer new music from Shinedoe, Mr G, Skee Mask, Peter Van Hoesen and many, many more inside.
1. Skee Mask – CZ3000 Dub. Ilian Tape
2. Deano – Curveball 6. Sungate
3. Shindoe – Distranction. Axis
4. HLX-1 – Come To Me (13130 Space Project Remix). Seclusion
5. Neel – Onde & Catene. International Day Off
6. Solid Gold Playaz – Let Me See You Jack. Freerange
7. DJ Bruce Lee – Vibe. Unreleased
8. Niall Farrall – Pause… Breathe (RISC Remix). UKR
9. Deano – Curveball 5. Sungate
10. Truncate – Work Ya Ass (Sims JFF Edit). Unreleased
11. Subradeon – Red Mutants. Trapid
12. Dompe – Lemon Ice. Jackfruit
13. Mark Broom – Summer Slam. Unreleased
14. Mr G – Late Nite @ Montechello (D’s Very Late Nite mix). Phoenix G
15. Pushmann – The Gallery (Ben Sims Hardgroove Remix). Matterwave
16. Mark Broom – Game. Unreleased
17. Linear System – Magnese. illegal Alien
18. Inter Gritty & Exon Banks – Yellow (Nihad Tule Remix). RISE NKPG
19. Thanos Hana – USER-AA. Mord
20. Alarico – Cut 2. Float
21. Ribe – Antimatter. Axis
22. Chontane – Ivy. ARTS
23. Sebastian Kramer – Tactics. Content
24. Taupe – Jigsaw. Indigo Aera
25. Peter Van Hoesen – Oker Cosby. International Day Off
26. Alarico – Cut 1. Float
27. Mark Broom – April. Unreleased
28. Barrow Boy – Astoria. Bandcamp Exclusive
29. Planetary Assault Systems – Bang Wap. Token
30. Disruptive Pattern Material – Necessary (DJ Bone Remix). Rekids
31. Pushmann – The Formation, Present. Axis
32. Ecilo – Space Story From Her. Axis
33. ORBE – Martian Colony Ever Went Independent. Axis
34. Decoder – The Futurist . Antiterra
35. Vinicius Honorio – Medusa. Lehman Musik
36. Marcal – Neuropeptide. Unreleased
37. Elektrabel – Differences. Legend 1997
38. Gotshell – Camp. Sleaze
39. Divide – Rimpianti. AWRY
40. Decka – Self Actualisation. N&N
41. Tranlate – Nyquist. Unknown
42. Mal Hombre – Cut. Unknown
43. Diego Amura – Straight . Ribbon
44. Kaiser – Tip Of A Marker. Mord
45. Cosmic Xplorer – Hyperloop Concept I (Linear System Translation Remix). HYX
46. RUPTURA – Voluvel. Unknown
47. Truncate & Ruskin – Sketch 2. Blueprint
48. The Plant Worker – Sigma 1.4. Ecletic Limited
49. Alexander Johansson & Mattias Fridell – Exitur. HP Productions
50. Ecilo – Gravity Imagination. Axis
51. The Extraverse – Radical Process. Dystant
52. Deniro – Identifier (Marcel Dettmann Remix). DGTL
53. Albert Salvatierra – Echoes. Elart
54. Audio Units – Command Control. Dynamic Reflection
55. BILY – Patience (Juan Trujillo Remix). Chronium
56. Sterac – Lost Track 22. Mote Evolver
57. CRAVO & VIL – Caxias. Hayes
58. Kaiser – Practical Application. Inguma
59. VIL – Cobra (Ritzi Lee [R]3construction). [R]3volution)
60. DJ Balu – Flash Back. DSTM
61. Unknown Artist – Enter The Acid. Planet Rhythm
62. Sterac – Rey Fur 2.1. Mote Evolver
63. Norbak – Direction Towards Chaos. Soma
64. Biri – Untitled Drift. Non Series
65. Johannes Volk – Three Missing Puzzle Pieces. Axis
66. Optic Nerve – Solaris. Axis
67. Skee Mask – Collapse Casual. Ilian Tape
68. The Hacker Vs Commuter – RBMK (MMT-8 Remix). Cultivated Electronics
69. Frankie Knuckles & Ricky Sinz – Keep on Flying (Ben Sims ‘Machine Funk’ Remix). Suspected
70. The Exaltics feat. Paris The Black Fu – dis turb ance int he tim eline. Clone West Coast Series
71. VC-118A – Aurora . Delsin
72. Cale Sexton – Mania. Butter Sessions
73. Black Fan – Cuttlefish (7“ Mix). Quintessentials
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Saint of the Day – 19 December – Blessed Pope Urban V (1310-1370) Priest, Monk, Abbot, Bishop, Canon lawyer, brilliant scholar, teacher – born Guillaume de Grimoard in 1310 Grizac Castle, Languedoc, France , Bl Urban was Pope from 28 September 1362 to his death in 1370 and was also a member of the Order of Saint Benedict. Patronages: Architects,Teachers,Benedictines, Missionaries. He was the sixth Avignon Pope and the only Avignon pope to be beatified. Even after his election as pontiff, he continued to follow the Benedictine Rule, living simply and modestly. His habits did not always gain him supporters who were used to lives of affluence. Urban V pressed for reform throughout his pontificate and also oversaw the restoration and construction of churches and monasteries. One of the goals he made upon his election to the Papacy was the reunion of the Eastern and Western Churches. He came as close as some of his predecessors and successors but did not
Blessed Urban V was born to the nobility, one of four children of Guillaume de Grimoard, Lord of Bellegarde and of Amphélise de Montferrand; his brother later became a cardinal and papal legate. Guillaume became a Benedictine monk at the priory of Chirac, France in 1327. He was ordained a Priest at the Chirac monastery in 1334. He studied literature and law in Montpellier, France and then law at the University of Toulouse, France. He received a doctorate in Canon Law on 31 October 1342 and was known as one of the most learned men of his day.
He was appointed prior of Nôtre-Dame du Pré in the diocese of Auxerre, France by Pope Clement VI and then the Abbot of Saint-Germain en Auxerre monastery on 13 February 1352. He became the Benedictine Procurator-General at the Papal court. Bl Urban taught canon law in Montpellier, in Paris and in Avignon, France and was appointed Vicar-general of the diocese of Clermont, France c 1350 and then of the diocese of Uzès, France in 1357.
He served as papal legate in Italy several times and became an advisor to Pope Innocent VI and the Apostolic Nuncio in Italy.
In September 1362, then, Bl Urban was Apostolic Nuncio in Italy when Pope Innocent VI died. The Conclave to elect his successor opened on 22 September. On 28 September, they elected him as the new Pope. He was not initially informed of the result, instead he was requested to return immediately to Avignon to “consult” with the Conclave. The cardinals feared the reaction of the Romans to the election of another French pope and so kept the results of the election secret until Urban’s arrival a month later, at the end of October. Upon his arrival, Urban accepted his election and took the pontifical name of Urban V. When asked the reason for the selection of his new name, he was said: “All the popes who have borne this name were saints”.
Urban was not even a bishop at the time of his election and had to be consecrated before he could be crowned. This was done on 6 November by Cardinal Andouin Aubert, the Bishop of Ostia. At the conclusion of the consecration Mass, Urban V was crowned. Urban V was the sixth pope in the Avignon Papacy.
As pope he eschewed the pomp of the throne and continued to live by the Benedictine Rule, which led to opposition from courtiers who preferred a more regal life in court. He cut tithes in half, supported students, clerical training, seminaries and colleges, worked to re-unite Latin and Greek Christians, fought the heresies of the day, built churches and monasteries, restored many that had fallen on hard times or fallen away from discipline. He fought absentee bishops, bishops of multiple dioceses and simony, founded a university in Hungary, restored the medical school in Montpellier and approved the establishment of the University of Krakow.
He preached crusade against the Viscontis in Italy, accusing them of theft of Church property. He also promoted a crusade against the Turks in 1363 but little came of it as many of the leaders died of natural causes before troops could be put into the field.
Urged by Saint Bridget of Sweden and by Saint Catherine of Siena to return the papacy to Rome, he moved his court back to Rome, entering the city on 16 October 1367, the first pope to do so in 60 years. He was met by jubilant Romans and clergy. He re-discovered relics of Saint Peter and Saint Paul the Apostle in the papal chapel of the Lateran basilica when he prepared to say Mass there on 1 March 1368; they were later placed and new reliquaries and enshrined. However, outbreaks of plague and violence in the city led him to return to France, arriving there on 24 September 1370. He fell ill soon after and his remaining weeks were ones of physical decline.
His body was interrred in the chapel of John XXII in the cathedral of Sante Marie de Domps in Avignon and his relics were moved to the abbey church of Saint-Victor in Marseille, France on 31 May 1371 where they were interred in a tomb Urban built for himself. His Beatification Cause was opened by Pope Gregory XI and many miracles were documented through Urban’s intervention but the process ground to a halt when the papacy returned to Rome and the Cause of an Avignon Pope was a low priority
Finally on 10 March 1870 he was Beatified by Pope Pius IX (cultus confirmation).
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دواء موتيليوم Motilium علاج مضاد للغثيان و القيء
يُعتبر دواء موتيليوم Motilium من أهم الأدوية لمعالجة الغثيان و القيء حيث يعمل على منع الناقل الكيميائي المسبب للقيء و الغثيان للوصل إلى الدماغ و يزيد من انقباضات المعدة ليسمح بانتقال الأغذية بسهولة .
دواء موتيليوم Motilium
استخدامات دواء موتيليوم Motilium
يُستخدم لمعالجة الغثيان و القيء بعد تناول الطعام أو المصاحب لتناول بعض العقاقير و العلاج بالأشعة .
يُستخدم في معالجة ارتجاع المريء و آلام حرقة المعدة و التخفيف من اضطرابات المعدة .
كما يُستخدم في التخفيف من آلام عسر الهضم الناتج عن تأخر إفرازات عصارة المعدة .
تحذيرات استخدام دواء موتيليوم Motilium
الحمل :
لا ينصح باستخدامه إلا تحت إرشادات الطبيب .
الرضاعة :
لا ينصح باستخدام الدواء لأنه وجد بعض أثاره في حليب الأم و قديؤثر سلباً على صحة الطفل الرضيع .
الأطفال و الرضع :
يؤخذ حسب إرشادات الطبيب و تكون الجرعة حسب وزن و عمر الطفل .
كبار السن :
لا توجد مشكلة في استخدام الدواء و لكن يجب أن تكون تحت إرشادات الطبيب .
قيادة السيارة :
يجب الحذر عن استخدام الدواء لأنه يسبب في بعض الحالات الدوخة و الدوار .
تحذيرات أخرى :
يُمنع استخدام الدواء لمن لديه حساسية اتجاه أحد مكونات الدواء .
كما يُمنع استخدامه للمرضى الذين لديهم أمراض قلبية أو ورم في الغدة النخامية أو نزيف في المعدة أو مشاكل الكبد .
يُمنع استخدام الدواء للأطفال الذين يقل وزنهم عن 35 كيلو غرام .
كما يُمنع استخدام الدواء في حالة تناول دواء آخر فيه المادة الفعالة “الكيتوكونازول” و التي تستخدم عادة لعلاج الالتهابات الفطرية .
و يُمنع أيضاً استخدام الدواء لمن يتناول أدوية لعلاج فيروس نقص المناعة المكتسب “الإيدز” أو أدوية لعلاج التهاب الكبد الوبائي C .
الجرعة المعتمدة لدواء موتيليوم Motilium
يتوفر هذا العقار على شكل حبوب أو شراب أو حقن أو تحاميل و تكون عادة الجرعة المعطاة 80 ميلغرام في اليوم للبالغين أما للأطفال فتكون الجرعة 30 – 40 ميلغرام في اليوم .
الآثار الجانبية لدواء موتيليوم Motilium
1 – الصداع
2 – الدوار و الدوخة
3 – الاكتئاب
4 – طفح جلدي و حكة
5 – ظهور تقرحات في الفم
6 – الإسهال و لإمساك
7 – تسارع في دقات القلب
8 – التبول باستمرار و الألم عند التبول
9 – عدم انتظام الدورة الشهرية عند النساء
10 – ارتعاش في الوجه و اليدين و القدمين
11 – انخفاض الدافع الجنسي لدى الرجال و النساء
الأسماء التجارية لدواء موتيليوم Motilium
-موتيليم (تحاميل للباغين)Motilium supp 60mg for adult
– ب م س دومبيريدون PMS-DOMPERIDONE
– فوميفير تحاميل vomiver supp.
– موتيليوم للبالغين Motilium adulte
-موتيليوم بيبي – MOTILIUM BEBE
-كوستي اقراص – COSTI TAB
-دواء : دكا دومب – DQA DOMP
-فاركوتيليوم – FARCOTILIUM
– موتيلات – MOTILAT
-موتيليوم معلق – Motilium Suspension
– بيريدون اقراص – PERIDON TABLETS
اقرأ أيضاً : دواء ميتوكلوبراميد Metoclopramide لعلاج الغثيان و التقيؤ
إرشادات عامة
يجب الحفاظ على الدواء في درجة حرارة الغرفة بعيداً عن الضوء و الرطوبة.
لا يجوز مشاركة الدواء دواء آخر في نفس الجرعة.
إذا كان المريض يعاني من حساسية مهددة للحياة ، فيجب عليه ارتداء سوار أو بطاقة تشير إلى هذه الحساسية في جميع الأوقات.
لا يمكن للمريض مشاركة الدواء مع الآخرين ، ولا يجوز تناول الدواء من شخص آخر.
يجب أن يبقى هذا الدواء بعيداً عن متناول الأطفال.
يجب على المريض الاحتفاظ بقائمة الأدوية الخاصة به (وصفة الدواء والمنتجات الطبيعية والمكملات الغذائية والفيتامينات والأدوية التي يتم صرفها بدون وصفة طبية) ، وتسليم هذه القائمة إلى مقدم الرعاية الصحية (طبيب ، ممرضة).
تحدث إلى مقدم الرعاية الصحية الخاص بك قبل البدء في تناول أي أدوية جديدة ، بما في ذلك الأدوية التي لا تستلزم وصفة طبية أو المنتجات الطبيعية أو الفيتامينات.
ملاحظة هامة : المعلومات الدوائية لا تغني عن زيارة الطبيب أو الصيدلاني. لا ننصح بتناول أي دواء دون استشارة طبية.
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دواء موتيليوم Motilium علاج مضاد للغثيان و القيء
يُعتبر دواء موتيليوم Motilium من أهم الأدوية لمعالجة الغثيان و القيء حيث يعمل على منع الناقل الكيميائي المسبب للقيء و الغثيان للوصل إلى الدماغ و يزيد من انقباضات المعدة ليسمح بانتقال الأغذية بسهولة .
دواء موتيليوم Motilium
استخدامات دواء موتيليوم Motilium
يُستخدم لمعالجة الغثيان و القيء بعد تناول الطعام أو المصاحب لتناول بعض العقاقير و العلاج بالأشعة .
يُستخدم في معالجة ارتجاع المريء و آلام حرقة المعدة و التخفيف من اضطرابات المعدة .
كما يُستخدم في التخفيف من آلام عسر الهضم الناتج عن تأخر إفرازات عصارة المعدة .
تحذيرات استخدام دواء موتيليوم Motilium
الحمل :
لا ينصح باستخدامه إلا تحت إرشادات الطبيب .
الرضاعة :
لا ينصح باستخدام الدواء لأنه وجد بعض أثاره في حليب الأم و قديؤثر سلباً على صحة الطفل الرضيع .
الأطفال و الرضع :
يؤخذ حسب إرشادات الطبيب و تكون الجرعة حسب وزن و عمر الطفل .
كبار السن :
لا توجد مشكلة في استخدام الدواء و لكن يجب أن تكون تحت إرشادات الطبيب .
قيادة السيارة :
يجب الحذر عن استخدام الدواء لأنه يسبب في بعض الحالات الدوخة و الدوار .
تحذيرات أخرى :
يُمنع استخدام الدواء لمن لديه حساسية اتجاه أحد مكونات الدواء .
كما يُمنع استخدامه للمرضى الذين لديهم أمراض قلبية أو ورم في الغدة النخامية أو نزيف في المعدة أو مشاكل الكبد .
يُمنع استخدام الدواء للأطفال الذين يقل وزنهم عن 35 كيلو غرام .
كما يُمنع استخدام الدواء في حالة تناول دواء آخر فيه المادة الفعالة “الكيتوكونازول” و التي تستخدم عادة لعلاج الالتهابات الفطرية .
و يُمنع أيضاً استخدام الدواء لمن يتناول أدوية لعلاج فيروس نقص المناعة المكتسب “الإيدز” أو أدوية لعلاج التهاب الكبد الوبائي C .
الجرعة المعتمدة لدواء موتيليوم Motilium
يتوفر هذا العقار على شكل حبوب أو شراب أو حقن أو تحاميل و تكون عادة الجرعة المعطاة 80 ميلغرام في اليوم للبالغين أما للأطفال فتكون الجرعة 30 – 40 ميلغرام في اليوم .
الآثار الجانبية لدواء موتيليوم Motilium
1 – الصداع
2 – الدوار و الدوخة
3 – الاكتئاب
4 – طفح جلدي و حكة
5 – ظهور تقرحات في الفم
6 – الإسهال و لإمساك
7 – تسارع في دقات القلب
8 – التبول باستمرار و الألم عند التبول
9 – عدم انتظام الدورة الشهرية عند النساء
10 – ارتعاش في الوجه و اليدين و القدمين
11 – انخفاض الدافع الجنسي لدى الرجال و النساء
الأسماء التجارية لدواء موتيليوم Motilium
-موتيليم (تحاميل للباغين)Motilium supp 60mg for adult
– ب م س دومبيريدون PMS-DOMPERIDONE
– فوميفير تحاميل vomiver supp.
– موتيليوم للبالغين Motilium adulte
-موتيليوم بيبي – MOTILIUM BEBE
-كوستي اقراص – COSTI TAB
-دواء : دكا دومب – DQA DOMP
-فاركوتيليوم – FARCOTILIUM
– موتيلات – MOTILAT
-موتيليوم معلق – Motilium Suspension
– بيريدون اقراص – PERIDON TABLETS
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إرشادات عامة
يجب الحفاظ على الدواء في درجة حرارة الغرفة بعيداً عن الضوء و الرطوبة.
لا يجوز مشاركة الدواء دواء آخر في نفس الجرعة.
إذا كان المريض يعاني من حساسية مهددة للحياة ، فيجب عليه ارتداء سوار أو بطاقة تشير إلى هذه الحساسية في جميع الأوقات.
لا يمكن للمريض مشاركة الدواء مع الآخرين ، ولا يجوز تناول الدواء من شخص آخر.
يجب أن يبقى هذا الدواء بعيداً عن متناول الأطفال.
يجب على المريض الاحتفاظ بقائمة الأدوية الخاصة به (وصفة الدواء والمنتجات الطبيعية والمكملات الغذائية والفيتامينات والأدوية التي يتم صرفها بدون وصفة طبية) ، وتسليم هذه القائمة إلى مقدم الرعاية الصحية (طبيب ، ممرضة).
تحدث إلى مقدم الرعاية الصحية الخاص بك قبل البدء في تناول أي أدوية جديدة ، بما في ذلك الأدوية التي لا تستلزم وصفة طبية أو المنتجات الطبيعية أو الفيتامينات.
ملاحظة هامة : المعلومات الدوائية لا تغني عن زيارة الطبيب أو الصيدلاني. لا ننصح بتناول أي دواء دون استشارة طبية.
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