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dreamsandflowers · 2 years
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kopw · 1 year
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top guys i'm looking forward to this bosj: KEVIN, robbie, douki, wato, speedball
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yoshihashismattebum · 1 month
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Speedball rules 💙 (and that crowd can fuck right off 🙄)
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tobiasdrake · 4 months
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We have taken control of the Sky Base. Now. Uh. Now what do we do with it?
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I promised I'd let you guys try and figure out a way to turn the climate regulators back on but I gotta be honest, I am itching to start breaking things.
I will try to be patient but I don't know how much time I can promise.
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Would it help if I rammed my staff through the console? I've been told that sometimes that turns machines off for some reason.
It looks like there's a slidey lever on the side here. Maybe it's, like, the Cloud Cover Lever and all we need to do is slide it do--
Serai: *swats hand*
But how are we supposed to know what it does if we don't pull it?
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It's sounding more and more like wanton vandalism is going to be our best option.
We could, and I'm just spitballing here, but we could take the speedball back to the ship and grab Yolande. She's an endless barrel of explosives. I'm sure she can make enough bombs to turn this entire facility into the brightest fireworks display your world has ever seen.
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Okay, but you came out of the Catalyst so if I don't like what I hear, Zale and I are taking you out into the hall to play kickball. It will buy the smart people more time to figure out a way to crack security.
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It was mentioned that the Catalyst overtook the existing AI that was controlling the climate regulator. I guess this is them.
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Well, you blew it. Come with me, Kickball.
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Yeah. We know. We just found that out the hard way. Are you actually useful for anything? Because my patience is running thin.
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TEAKS DID YOU JUST MAGIC BOOK THEIR ENTIRE DATABASE I WILL KISS YOU ON THE MOUTH HAHAHAHAHAHA
Okay, I guess Kickball was useful for something! What have we got? Anything we can use to disable and/or explode the station? Gimme gimme gimme.
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That's hurtful, Cedric. Accurate, but hurtful.
Setting my own ego aside for a moment, there are exactly three people I consider to be super mega ultra smart and they're all in this room right now. Where are we supposed to find--
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Those are children, Zale. Don't be stupid.
Centuries-old immortal children.
Centuries-old immortal child engineers.
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Oh, shit. GUYS. I JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHING. What about Cael at the Clockwork Castle!? He and his team are brilliant. You remember that shit they made for the Eclipse!? They could crack this in no time!
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They can't leave the castle without instantly decaying into vapor, so I guess Kickball's coming with us. But don't. Do. Things. Your one and only remaining function is terrible and you're not allowed to ever use it, under penalty of finding out how fragile that orange glass bit truly is. That's the rule.
I suppose it's time to return to our own world. To the Clockwork Castle, to take care of some very important business.
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YES, now Repine can discover the joys of intense gambling addiction. My hobby is spreading like a virus.
...oh, I guess we should also go chat up the kids while we're here, huh?
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He'd understand. Thank you.
Listen, we have something very important to talk to you about so please try to focus and don't get distracted by the impossibly cool cyborg.
...or the soul-infused golem made from the mythical Living Glass.
...or the animate puppet infused with godly magic....
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You know what? Zale and I will find something to busy ourselves with for about a day while y'all nerd out and then we can come back to this.
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O.O TEAKS WHAT
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OKAY. I. Thought. You'd be more protective of your magic journal than that.
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Good on you for pragmatism!
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I mean, most of the people I would consider "friends" are either part of our crew or part of the Vespertine crew. But I would like to take some time to recap what's happened for Garl.
And maybe spend some time pounding on TIA's door. Fucker thinks he can just portal away from me? I know where you live, asshole, and I can crank the obnoxiousness up to 11 on a dime. He is going to share his feelings and talk things through or so help me.
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I foresee great things happening with those secrets in these hands. I eagerly anticipate what they'll create.
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cyberpunkonline · 8 months
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Sega Genesis: The Cyberpunk Playground of the '90s
In the era when pixels reigned supreme and neon-lit dystopias captivated gamers' imaginations, Sega Genesis stood as the edgy, rebellious counterpart to Nintendo's more family-friendly image. The '90s were a time when cyberpunk thrived on Sega's 16-bit console, offering players a glimpse into gritty, futuristic worlds filled with corporate intrigue, cyber-enhanced mercenaries, and high-speed sports. In this article, we'll delve into some of the iconic cyberpunk-themed games for the Sega Genesis that left a lasting impression on gamers. We'll explore Syndicate, Corporation, Speedball 2, Shadowrun, and two more gems that embraced the cyberpunk ethos.
1. Syndicate (1994)
The Future is Yours... For a Price
Slick Corporation: Syndicate takes you into a dystopian future controlled by mega-corporations. As a newly appointed Syndicate Executive, your mission is to expand your corporate dominion by any means necessary. The isometric view and strategic gameplay immerse you in a world of cybernetic agents and hostile takeovers.
Good Points: Syndicate's dark atmosphere and compelling narrative draw you into its morally ambiguous world. The tactical gameplay offers depth and challenge, and the cybernetic enhancements for your agents are a blast.
Bad Points: The graphics, while atmospheric, may feel dated today, and the controls take some getting used to. The difficulty can be punishing, testing your strategic prowess.
2. Corporation (1992)
Corporate Warfare Like Never Before
Neon Noir: Corporation takes place in a world where corporations rule with an iron fist. As a freelance agent, you're hired to infiltrate rival corporations, sabotage their operations, and seize control. The isometric view and real-time strategy gameplay make for a cyberpunk power struggle.
Good Points: Corporation's real-time strategy elements are engaging, and the cyberpunk aesthetic is on point. The ability to customize your agent's cyberware adds depth to the gameplay.
Bad Points: The difficulty spikes can be frustrating, and the lack of a tutorial can leave you feeling lost initially. The graphics, while serviceable, aren't as polished as some other titles.
3. Speedball 2: Brutal Deluxe (1990)
The Sport of the Future
Hyperkinetic Blitz: Speedball 2 brings cyberpunk to the sports arena. In this futuristic blend of handball and mayhem, you control a team of ruthless players in a fast-paced, violent sport. Upgrade your players, aim for the goals, and take down your opponents in style.
Good Points: Speedball 2's frantic gameplay is addictive, and the cyberpunk-infused stadiums add a unique twist to the sports genre. It's easy to pick up and play, making it a great multiplayer option.
Bad Points: This game has no bad points ;)
4. Shadowrun (1994)
Magic Meets Technology
Urban Fantasy Noir: Shadowrun combines cyberpunk with urban fantasy. Set in a dystopian Seattle, you play as a shadowrunner, a blend of hacker, mercenary, and spellcaster. The game is a unique mix of role-playing and adventure, where your choices shape the narrative.
Good Points: Shadowrun's rich storytelling and open-ended gameplay provide an immersive experience. The fusion of technology and magic adds a fresh layer to the cyberpunk genre.
Bad Points: The learning curve can be steep, especially for those new to role-playing games. The interface can be clunky, and the combat can be challenging.
5. Ecco the Dolphin (1992)
A Cybernetic Dolphin's Odyssey - you ain't trippin' hear me out...
Underwater Adventure: Ecco the Dolphin may seem like an odd choice, but beneath its serene surface lies a subtle cyberpunk narrative. Ecco, a time-traveling dolphin, must navigate a future Earth ruled by an alien machine intelligence. The game's beautiful visuals and haunting music create a unique atmosphere.
Good Points: Ecco's atmosphere and storytelling are captivating, and the underwater world is a joy to explore. The game's puzzles provide a good challenge.
Bad Points: The difficulty can be frustrating, and some players may find the non-linear gameplay confusing. It's not a traditional cyberpunk game but offers a different take on the genre.
6. Herzog Zwei (1990)
Mechs in the Metropolis
Real-Time Strategy: Herzog Zwei blends cyberpunk aesthetics with real-time strategy. You control a transforming mech, leading armies to conquer the battlefield. Strategic thinking and resource management are key to victory.
Good Points: Herzog Zwei's unique blend of action and strategy is addictive. The multiplayer mode is a blast, and the cyberpunk-inspired environments are visually appealing.
Bad Points: The controls can be challenging to master, and the learning curve is steep. The lack of a tutorial may leave you feeling overwhelmed at first.
In the '90s, Sega Genesis carved a niche for itself in the cyberpunk gaming landscape. From strategic espionage in Syndicate to futuristic sports in Speedball 2, these games transported players to dystopian worlds filled with intrigue and innovation. Whether you were hacking into corporate databases or leading a team of ruthless athletes, the Sega Genesis had something for every cyberpunk enthusiast. So, dust off your console, and immerse yourself in the neon-soaked, cyber-enhanced adventures of the past. The '90s may be long gone, but the cyberpunk legacy of Sega Genesis lives on.
Raz
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goodmorningnona · 1 month
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can i ask what you're withdrawing from? no matter what substance it's so hard. wishing you a smoother ride <3
Like, everything, dude. It was bad. I wasn't planning on being specific about it but like, that was just out of shame and shame is for losers which I am decidedly not, so. Long post incoming, and a lot of information you didn't ask for. I know so, so many people who say that they use too much of their substance of choice and have tried and failed to stop that I just felt the need to really elaborate... plus, it serves as a reminder for me as to why I'm quitting.
Right now I'm struggling with coke withdrawal because I caved literally the day after I started trying to get sober (my roommate gave me a talk about the possibility of transference to worse shit shortly after I declared cold turkey, and well... Sorry if you're reading this, nawee, you were right and I'm trying and I very quickly learned and I'm sorry for being too scared to tell you).
Everyone where I live does coke like drinking fucking water and it's super normalized if you go to bars or parties or clubs or like, fucking anywhere really. Always wanted to try it, did that a year ago, NOPE. Not even once. Don't fuck with coke, kids. Especially when it's so available. And don't be naïve and say you just need to hang out with "the right people" because this can happen to ANYBODY. One moment of hedonistic indulgence and you're fucked.
And that's without the coke being cut with fent, which... mine might've been, man, I've had coke cravings before but never anything this bad. I was being stupid and snorted coke from someone I don't know because I was down for anything because my brain was just screaming at me (if you know what OCD thoughts feel like, drug cravings feel a lot like that). I dunno what a speedball feels like because I'm not a coke connesieur--that's me with weed and shrooms--so I really don't know what I took, and that's like harm reduction 101- know what you're taking, and who you're getting it from. I should also note, I don't even fucking like coke, it was just there so my brain said "why not" (which is generally my attitude to free drugs, which is very very bad).
Anyway, so on to what else was the problem! Why did I need to get sober to start with? Well, I was smoking enough weed that I started to puke every time I did it, and then I greened out in class (see why no one here can know who I am in the academic world?). That was when I realized I had a problem. I was smoking so much weed before class because, to quote the post I literally made just before making this decision: "ive experienced such vile antisemitism in my queer studies class this year that im [...] going to class high...", which essentially amounts to "I am so afraid I need to not feel in order to function." I have no idea if I had anyone in that class fooled as to why I was so fucked up, but I did feign food poisoning after I left the classroom to lie on the cold tile of the public university bathroom and a woman saw me lying there over a toilet and asked if I was okay. The moment I lied was the moment I noticed something was very deeply wrong and had been for a while. I was so sick I considered taking myself to hospital. When I started coming to after coming home and passing out for hours, I remembered why I started doing drugs to start with: they're fun. This wasn't fun anymore.
But with weed, man, I've been smoking weed since I was 15. There was just nothing else to do in my hometown. I never smoked much, and I always knew what I liked because I've been smoking pot for over a decade. I don't even really like weed highs that much; literally it is just something to do when you're bored. Another rule of doing drugs "safely" (there is no safe way to do drugs, only safe-r ways) is don't do them because you're bored or sad or avoiding something etc. I was all three of those things, plus just trying to feel anything but the constant stress and fear. Did I realize something was wrong when my grandpa offered me weed and I felt so relieved to just get high after being sober the whole trip? No, of course not.
So then we can talk about the fact that I was getting nearly blackout drunk twice a week. Genuinely, I'd been trying to drink less prior to this. I had started having really bad stomach problems every time I drank especially wine, so I was trying to cut down (fun fact, this was likely a result from drinking too much in the first place, and I'm very glad I listened to my body). The problem? I don't back down from a challenge. I'll chug anything. If I'm drunk enough, I'm the challenger. I'm the guy who finishes people's drinks because they "know I can" and get me to drink more. Don't even get me started on the fact that people love giving me free drinks for being charming and talented (I... I wish I was kidding but that's just what I've been told). But basically, I see drinking like a competition, and I have two separate friend circles who like to go out every week, ergo, getting properly shitfaced twice a week. Luckily because I had been cutting back, alcohol is the least of my problems right now, it's more the social element that's dangerous and I need to be changing where and how I hang out with people, too. Fun fact: I can drink alone because I don't actually like being drunk (another pro tip- if you don't like how something feels, maybe don't do it!), I just think beer tastes nice, so I'll have one with a meal once in like a literal blue moon (haha... ha. Get it.) Another scary story for you, a friend of mine who is virtually a drinking buddy (red flag #1 and, list of relationships I need to change) and I were drinking at her house (red flag #2) and she invited a new person to introduce me to after taking us outside to smoke a buncha pot (substances in my body at this point: 2) and some cigarettes (substances: 3, red flag #3). I don't even like being crossfaded literally at all (I don't like being drunk or weed high so??? Why would I do this??? The answer is addiction but we're getting to that). I was already very drunk, and beginning to get nauseated from the weed thanks to my new problem when the usually-pleasant dizziness of cigarettes kicked in as we took the lift up to my friend's apartment. My introduction to this new person she was having me meet was me excusing myself to throw up in the bathroom at like 4pm on a Sunday. There is a time and a place, and this was not it.
So let's take a tally: so far, we're at three substances, with two left to go.
Cigarettes. I've learned a lot of people don't even think of them as a drug, which is kind of fucking insane, considering... well, everything about them. I started smoking a little over a year ago because I always thought I'd like it (we'll get into some mild pathology shortly), then continued because it was fun and accessible, and then by October I was smoking more and more because of unavoidable stress (gee I wonder what happened in October that could've caused that!). I was smoking so much that I was smoking through having the fucking FLU and while marching myself to the urgent care for tamiflu I chainsmoked so much I puked in the urgent care for what I lied and told them was "unrelated to why I was there." I only starting smoking more after that. Now, I've never been a pack-a-day type, but once I'd hiked my way up to smoking five a day and feeling absolutely nothing from it--just doing "maintenance"--I wanted to smoke less so it could become fun again. I should also note that I did restrict myself in some ways with cigarettes, because I wouldn't smoke after like, 8pm unless it was a night out because they made me too wired to sleep. Quitting cigarettes has been the hardest thing (which is what everyone says), but it's even harder because 1) they literally help you quit the harder stuff (another fun fact, cigarettes make you crave alcohol and weed less, I saw it in an NIH study somewhere (I can't find it bc I'm bad at Words to do the Google thing); problem is that conversely drinking makes you want to smoke and smoking makes you need to drink more to feel drunk) and 2) This is the one drug I actually genuinely like, and I don't intend on quitting it fully, I just want to reframe it as a fun thing not a maintenance thing, which is really difficult because see point #1.
And finally, shrooms. These guys genuinely were a good idea, for a while. Seriously- shrooms helped me a lot. I take certain medications which happen to prevent or stop bad trips, so I only ever had a good time... for a while. It helped me work out a lot of emotional stuff. No hangover, would feel great for days after... And then I started doing them everyday because I was in the middle of such a bad bipolar episode that I was either manic or suicidal one minute to the next and totally spiralled out of control. I barely even remember those weeks, I just remember not being able to walk hardly because I was so high, crying myself to sleep because I didn't want to be high anymore, I just wanted to be happy. The thing is about shrooms is that they'll only amplify whatever you've got going on, which I consciously knew, but you're not thinking logically when you're in the middle of a bipolar swing. I tried doing them every other week after that, and eventually stopped entirely when I finally realized it wasn't helping. And yes- I was following microdosing advice, it just super isn't for me. I settled on doing one trip a month, which really did help my mental health for a time, but it was just a bandaid, like any addiction is. Then when I started having my additional addiction issues come to fruition I started taking shrooms to go out, and man, taking shrooms as a party drug is so not the move because they're so wonderfully meditative, but I was taking them just because I had some on hand. You can see where the drug problem was starting to be realized. I still genuinely think shrooms can be great but 1) sparingly 2) in the right environment 3) not as an unsupervised mental health aid (especially if you have bipolar). This period of time was really when I started expressing addictive behaviours in a serious way, I think.
I can spot about sixty different reasons I ended up here. Trauma's a good start. Birth father was a serious addict and so was my mom, and later in life my parents were teetotallers because of it. I straight up just thought drugs seemed like a good time because I got into rave music and metal via scene kid culture in like 2010 (which I am still into those things and god it's not helping). Potential of partying in undergrad dashed by lockdown, saved for graduate school emotional breakdowns. Bipolar disorder. Being an academic should be on the list for things that might make you addiction prone, good lord (and not to mention cigarettes being part od the classic academic and poet aesthetics, both of which I am). I like going clubbing and dancing and raves. And really, I just always knew I'd like drugs, had a bucket list of ways I wanted to experience them, and so when I had the ability to do so, I did. Truthfully though, I don't regret any of this. I got the experiences I wanted, and I'm facing the consequences, but for me, that's part of life; there's no use in regretting your actions having very obvious and predictable consequences, like, once it's done, it's done.
Now I'm in the position of smoking half a cigarette a few times a day so I don't take a shitton of benadryl or literally slit my wrists. Now I say that second part very specifically because cutting is also an addiction, and something I have been trying not to do for most of my entire life. Trauma's a bitch like that, and many other comorbidities. I'd avoided cutting entirely until a couple weeks ago and I scared myself so shitless with it that I did a buncha drugs instead! Holy shit, but like... Better? I guess? Basically, I'm so afraid of the world that I'd rather not experience it at all, but I don't actually want to die, so instead I just have to microdose self-destruction so I can feel in control of the fear. See how that sentence could've been about, say, alcoholism or cutting?
My goal is not to be totally clean forever; I do just really like cigarettes and a good beer occasionally, I just don't want it to be a coping mechanism, I want it to be fun, and I want to be alive.
Thank you and everyone for your kind words recently, it has genuinely made getting through this so much easier.
And yes, I'm seeking professional help.
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dankhausen · 1 year
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Impact Wrestling Review: January 12th, 2022
Overall, this was an excellent show and a great final stop on the road to Hard To Kill tomorrow night. Here's my thoughts:
Pretty good recap of all of Bully's antics, sadly they do focus on last week's ending but it looks like D'Amore is gone for a while.
I like Josh's and Bully's back and forth promos, this is doing a lot to get me hyped for the title match tomorrow.
Brian Myers vs. Heath was a really good opening match, good pace and some really hype stuff. Highlights included a sick dive by Heath off the ring apron, and Heath again with a powerslam off the top rope.
Ace and Bey had a really good promo for their match, they might be my pick for winning it.
Taya getting jumped was legitimately sad, but Rosemary's quip about her having too many mimosas was pretty funny.
Rosemary vs Savannah Evans was an excellent match, very intense and impressive offense by Rosemary. Rosemary continues to rule/be one of my favorites on the show, Gisele Shaw was wearing a really cute dress which I loved and Rosemary hit a HUGE T-bone suplex.
Spooky little promo by Taylor Wilde, I'm intrigued by this change in personality.
Awesome video package for Jordynne vs Mickie, I'm hyped for the match.
I really like The Design's entrance, but I'm confused still as to why Sami is joining them. I love how dramatic this is, I just want to see where this is all going.
A surprise GM for Impact? This could be interesting.
Speedball Mike Bailey vs. Anthony Greene was a great match, always cool to see Bailey in action. Greene hit an amazing tope suicida, as well as a mega hype flipping powerbomb. Ultimate Weapon is still an amazing finisher.
An awesome video package for Alexander vs Bully Ray, I'm hyped for Full Metal Mayhem.
Moose, Eddie Edwards & Steve Maclin vs. Rich Swann, Jonathan Gresham & Joe Hendry was a great, hard hitting main event. Joe Hendry hit a majorly impressive stalling suplex, Gresham hit a smooth springboard moonsault and Moose hit a brutal spear for the win.
Highly recommend checking this show out if you haven't, it's the perfect preview for the PPV tomorrow.
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blueonwrestling · 2 years
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mox and speedball had a great match there at wrestling revolver.
I think mox honestly took it a little easy, a little slowed down keeping it safe but understandably so with how much AEW is gonna have to rely on him for the forseeable future.
but even a moxley playing it safe is better than alot of wrestlers going full pelter.
and speedball dude, this dude rules, he’s fucking awesome.
check it out if you get the chance to online.
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rileyandrogyne · 1 year
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For a time I missed you,
I could see you everywhere I went,
I wasn’t meant to live,
I was supposed to die too,
There in your arms where I passed out,
Just before you did but you didn’t wake,
Your plan failed and I lived,
I didn’t want it, I was so unsure,
But you kept telling me how beautiful it would be.
Together for eternity,
In hell maybe, probably not heaven.
Needles always scared me,
But not tonight,
I welcomed the speedball into my blood,
You’d told me not to eat the week before,
And I would never disobey you,
Tiredness ruled me, the drugs kicked in,
I fell quickly into a dream.
Stupid little girl I was,
Too immature to notice the gaslighting,
The manipulation, the cruel words you said.
Love was all I could think of,
The same kind of love I saw my dad give,
So it must have been love, right?
Of course, it was not love,
Your lies had swallowed me up,
I was too blind to see the truth.
Awoke from my dream and you were gone,
Stone cold. Dead. I needed to be dead too.
I’d already lost my own little lives,
Now you. My lover. My abuser. My liar.
The brown was still in control,
As were you, my dead love,
Had you been sent to hell?
The meltdown ensued,
What was I going to do without you?
Days and days, I lived in your death bed,
Brown and the needle my companions,
I burned your poetry and your portraits.
Dead but still in my head, still,
Even the brown would not make you leave,
Took so many pills and you still were there,
Who would save me now?
The razor could not, nor the needle,
So I had to save myself…somehow.
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dreamsandflowers · 2 years
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Paintball Games: Unleash Your Tactical Skills and Embrace the Thrill
Introduction:
Are you ready to dive into an action-packed adventure that combines strategy, teamwork, and an adrenaline rush like no other? Look no further than paintball games! Whether you're seeking a thrilling outdoor activity or a unique way to bond with friends, paintball offers an exhilarating experience that will leave you with lasting memories. In this article, we'll delve into the world of paintball games, exploring the excitement, tactics, and pure fun that this thrilling sport brings to the table.
The Basics of Paintball Games:
Paintball is a combat sport where players use air-powered guns (markers) to shoot gelatin capsules filled with water-soluble paint at their opponents. The objective is to eliminate opposing players by marking them with paint. Games are typically played in outdoor fields or specially designed arenas with various obstacles and structures, creating a dynamic and immersive battlefield.
Embrace the Thrill:
One of the main draws of paintball shooting is the adrenaline rush it provides. As you navigate the battlefield, heart pounding, adrenaline coursing through your veins, you become fully immersed in the excitement of the game. Every decision you make, every shot you take, and every move you execute can have a significant impact on the outcome, heightening the thrill of the experience.
Strategy and Tactics:
Paintball games require more than just brute force; they demand strategy, teamwork, and effective communication. Successful teams employ various tactics, such as flanking manoeuvres, defensive positioning, and coordinated assaults, to outmanoeuvre their opponents. The game challenges your ability to think on your feet, make quick decisions, and adapt to ever-changing situations. It's an opportunity to showcase your tactical skills and unleash your inner strategist.
Team Building and Camaraderie:
Paintball centre is a fantastic way to build camaraderie and strengthen bonds among friends, colleagues, or teammates. Working together towards a common goal fosters teamwork, trust, and communication. The shared experiences of strategizing, planning, and executing manoeuvres create lasting memories and forge strong connections. Whether you're celebrating a special occasion or organising a corporate team-building event, paintball games provide a unique opportunity to bond and have a blast.
Safety Measures:
Safety is paramount in paintball games. Players are equipped with protective gear, including masks, goggles, and body armour, to ensure their safety during gameplay. It's crucial to follow the rules and guidelines set by the facility or organisers, including maintaining a safe distance and adhering to fair play. Paintball facilities have trained staff who enforce safety regulations and provide guidance to ensure a safe and enjoyable experience for all participants.
Equipment and Game Variations:
Paintball markers and accessories have evolved over the years, offering a wide range of options to suit individual preferences. From lightweight speedball markers to realistic military-style guns, players can choose equipment that matches their play style and aesthetic preferences.
Paintball in Jaipur also offers a variety of game variations, adding to the excitement and diversity of gameplay. Capture the Flag, Team Deathmatch, and Scenario Games are just a few examples of the game modes that can be played, each with its own set of rules and objectives.
Conclusion:
Paintball games provide an exhilarating combination of strategy, teamwork, and pure fun. Whether you're an experienced player or a beginner, the thrill of engaging in strategic battles, overcoming obstacles, and working together with your team is an experience like no other. So, gather your friends, colleagues, or teammates, gear up, and immerse yourself in the fast-paced world of paintball. Get ready to unleash your tactical skills, embrace the adrenaline rush, and create unforgettable memories that will keep you coming back for more.
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smouldring · 2 years
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the great you/thou post. a quick and dirty guide for characters using archaic/middle english.
speedball samples. i just want to get writing and need to replace all of my you's with thou's!
you are writing a fromsoft character. -> thou are/art writing a fromsoft character.
i follow you on tumblr. -> i follow thee on tumblr.
(all of) you fromsoft roleplayers are so cool. -> ye fromsoft roleplayers are so cool.
A CONSONANT! hollowed be your knight, your humanity come. -> hollowed be thy ✅ knight, thy ✅ humanity come.
A VOWEL! your arcane needs leveling, your endurance is fine. -> thine ✅ arcane needs/needest leveling, thine ✅ endurance is fine.
BONUS ROUND: POSSESSIVE PLACEMENT! your blog -> thy blog. VS. the blog is yours. -> the blog is thine.
just like grammar used to make. i want to get down in the dirt with how these are used!
YOU/THOU: subjective/nominative 2nd person singular pronoun. when YOU indicates the subject, or the active force of a sentence - even if you're asking someone to do something, the YOU in question is the one who could be doing an action. YOU play video games too much; could YOU play fewer games? -> THOU play(est) video games too much; could(st) THOU play fewer games?
YOU/THEE: objective 2nd person singular pronoun. confusing, right? it's when YOU indicates the object, or the thing that is being acted upon in the sentence. normally another pronoun or proper noun will take up the subject slot. i/they/the borg messaged YOU; is it okay to message YOU? -> i/they/the borg messaged THEE; may i/they/the borg message THEE?
✅ if it's acting (including existing), it's thou! if it's being acted upon, it's thee!
(ALL OF) YOU/YE: 2nd person plural pronoun. we really have collapsed the modern 'you' down so neatly; we often don't alter it at all if it's referring to more than one person, unless we're using 'y'all' or 'youse'. if you're familiar with y'all, you can just substitute ye! if not, the YOU refers to more than one person. YOU tumblr users disgust me -> YE tumblr users disgust me. YOU in and of itself is also technically a plural, albeit less formal; you don't have to swap it for ye. THAT FIRST SENTENCE IS JUST AS CORRECT AS THE SECOND IN INFORMAL INSTANCES.
BONUS YE: if you want to get flowery and directly address multiple non-humans, you can swap THE/THOSE/THESE for YE, if 'the' is being used poetically as a form of address - i.e. you wouldnt say this if you're having a conversation with another person, you would still use the/those/these. you effectively have to talk to yourself. THE/THOSE/THESE mountains of my home delight me -> YE mountains of my home, YE bring me much delight!
YOURSELF/THYSELF: reflexive 2nd person singular pronoun. this one is easy. if you are telling a person to do something to themselves, or saying that they have done something to themselves, you use these. change YOURSELF into better armor for this fight; have you seen YOURSELF in that? -> arm THYSELF with more suitable armor; hast thou looked at THYSELF?
YOURSELVES/THYSELVES: reflexive 2nd person plural pronoun. i mention it because i have not seen 'yeselves' used, though it may exist somewhere that i simply haven't come across.
art thou a fancypants? culture thyself. i want to reflect my character's age or class in my writing, when do i use you vs. thou?
the simple answer? it depends on the period you're portraying. the older you are pre-17th century, the more likely thou and its relatives will be used. this is reductive, but it's a good rule of thumb. however, you have to keep class in mind. if your character is speaking to their social better, use 'you'. if they are of equal or lower social standing, use 'thou'.
the more complicated answer? we see you start to phase out thou as old english transitions into middle english, and that's going to vary by region; some say thou was on its way out in the 1300s, but will note its continuation through the 1700s, and people still use it to denote over-the-top formality. but since most of us are writing in fantasy settings that don't directly correlate to real world time periods, you're going to have to make a choice: is my character living in a period before you became more commonplace ( usually tied to social mobility becoming a thing ), and would use thou all the time unless speaking to someone above them? is my character royalty, will they use thou no matter what? is my character in a transitional period and wants to make a point, either by thou-ing everyone ( which could garner some anger ) or you-ing everyone ( which may be seen as too polite to people stuck in the old ways )? it's going to vary, and it's up to you.
these aren't hard and fast rules, and if any of my fellow tumblr linguists or historians want to chime in with their own research ( hiiii ) feel free to do so. but if you've already decided that your character is a thou-thy'er, this guide should get you going.
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Little Bit Better Than I Used To Be
Catch up: Chapter 1 (Starry Eyes) || Chapter 2 (Save Our Souls) || Chapter 3 (Dancing On Glass) || Chapter 4 (Merry-Go-Round) || Backstage (1) || Backstage (2) || Chapter 5 (Danger) || Backstage (3) || Chapter 6A (Love Walked In) ||| Also posted at AO3
Chapter 6B: Without You
Without you in my life // I'd slowly wilt and die But with you by my side // You're the reason I'm alive...
Soundtrack: “Without You,” Mötley Crüe, 1989 [click here to listen]
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Six A.M. – Claire quietly shut her door and softly padded down the hallway toward the dining room.
The Ridge’s sleeping quarters reminded her of her college dorm – a long hallway of single rooms, with a shared bathroom at the end of the hall. Women were up here on the second floor – men were in a separate wing on the other side of the dining room, which with the therapy rooms and administrative offices sat at the middle of the large building.
As she entered the dining room, she smiled a hello at Glenna, a kind middle-aged woman who organized breakfast, among dozens of other jobs. Glenna had had a terrible addiction to pills – “just like you, dear, and I overcame it, so you can too” – and had found a home at The Ridge keeping the whole operation running.
“You’re up early,” Glenna remarked as Claire poured herself a cup of coffee.
Claire stirred in cream and sugar. “I haven’t been able to sleep.”
Glenna set down a tray of piping hot cinnamon buns. “It will be a while before you do. Remember, your body is still in shock. It will take longer than you want, to find a new rhythm. Be patient.”
“I will. Thanks, Glenna.”
Glenna gestured with her head toward the porch. “He’s out there.”
Claire frowned. “Who?”
Glenna smiled. “Who do you think? It’s none of my business – but you’re well-suited.”
Claire piled two cinnamon buns on a plate, her heart beating a bit faster. “There’s nothing going on between us. Besides, isn’t it against the rules?”
Glenna set one hand on her hip. “Not yet there isn’t. And since when did the rules ever stop either of you?”
Claire smiled and shook her head, already crossing the empty dining room.
As soon as she popped her head outside, she saw him – alone in the corner of the porch.
As she approached, she saw he had an acoustic guitar on his lap, strumming quietly, scribbling in a notebook.
“Good morning.”
He looked up at her, suddenly beaming. “Early to bed, early to rise, hmm?”
She held out the plate, and he took a bun. “I figured, might as well get up.” She sat down next to him, set down the plate, and took a long sip of coffee. “Do you always get up this early?”
Chewing, he turned back his guitar, plucking quietly at the strings. “Yeah. Being here is the first regular sleep schedule I’ve had in years. This may sound terrible – but I realize now that I’d forgotten how to fall asleep.”
She wrapped her hands around the coffee mug. “What do you mean?”
He tapped the side of the guitar. “I was drinking two bottles of Jack a day, Claire. I’d have it with breakfast, throughout the morning, before a gig, after a gig. I’d just pass out at some early hour, with some girl who I’d picked up at the gig or at a strip club after the gig, and then wake up sometime the next day. And when I wasn’t touring – I’d still drink a lot. Hang out with my friends, or with the band – go out, hit the clubs, maybe do a few bumps of coke. But it would always end the same way, passed out on a floor or a couch or, on better nights, my bed.”
She watched a blue jay flit from tree to tree, down below in the forest.
“I had so many chances over the years to wake up. It’s so clear to me now. There was one day when we were in the studio, laying down a new track – and I needed to take a break, so I’d gone to a smaller practice studio next door. With a speedball in my pocket. So I helped myself to it, and I don’t remember what happened next, but my producer tells me that a few minutes later I’d buzzed him on the intercom, and asked him for a gun so that I could shoot the men in top hats who were coming out of the speakers.”
Claire swirled her half-empty coffee cup. “I’d work three days on, three days off. It’s a punishing schedule – but I knew that going in. After a long day with several surgeries, I’d crash. Sometimes I’d have to be on call, so I’d sleep in this little room we had upstairs in the staff area. It had two sets of bunk beds and a shower – all a body needs. But I’d be so wired from the adrenaline – from needing to focus so much on the patients – that I couldn’t sleep, you know?”
He nodded. “I know. I know exactly what you mean.”
“The pills helped me sleep. That’s what I told myself at first. And I didn’t feel terrible when I woke up – especially if someone was banging on the door, giving me a five minute warning to get back downstairs. I could get all of the sleep with all of the alertness on the other end. But then…well.” She sighed. “Then it got to the point where I told myself I couldn’t sleep at all if I didn’t have the pills – even on my days off. Because I had to sleep, to make up for the sleep I’d lost when I was on call. And then I was taking them during the day, to calm down.”
He turned a new page in his notebook, pulled out a pen from behind his ear, and scribbled something.
“I guess you’re working on something new?”
He nodded. “Sometimes the music comes first. Sometimes it’s the lyrics that come first. But if I don’t write it down, I won’t remember it the next day.” He frowned. “Come to think of it – it must be because my memory was so shot from the booze, that I wasn’t even capable of remembering.”
He cleared his throat, and set down the guitar, and picked up a cup of coffee. “What do you think? You’re a doctor, after all.”
She smirked. “I’m a surgeon, not a neurologist. But it sounds plausible. Can you remember things better now, that you’re sober?”
He nodded. “It’s crazy. I just feel so much…clearer. In control. It’s good to be in control.” He took another bite of cinnamon bun. “Are you feeling that?”
She sighed. “I’m feeling. I didn’t want to feel anything for the longest time. But now I’m feeling…just feeling.”
Footsteps on the deck behind them – Rupert, shuffling in his bathrobe, blearily waving hello, clutching a gigantic cup of coffee.
A beat.
How to find common ground outside of their addictions?
“Can you tell me more about that song you’re writing?”
He set down his coffee and picked up the notebook, flipping back to the previous page. Set it on the table between them. Picked up his guitar. Looked down at his notes. Started to sing – his voice quiet, clear, strong.
Without you, there's no change My nights and days are grey If I reached out and touched the rain It just wouldn't feel the same
Without you, I'd be lost I'd slip down from the top I'd slide down so low Girl you never, never know...
Without you, without you A sailor lost at sea Without you, woman, the world comes down on me
“I don’t know where to go from there,” he said, continuing to play slow notes on his guitar. “Need more verses, of course. Maybe a space for a guitar solo. I don’t know.” He looked up at her. “What do you think?”
Rupert clapped and hooted from across the porch. Giving Claire enough time to find her voice.
“I think you’ve got a keeper there,” she said softly.
He held her gaze. “I’m glad you think so.”
“Play Freebird!” Rupert shouted.
They shared a smile.
Claire’s world tilted just a little.
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squareofshape · 3 years
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thank u @idontmakeitintosundance for including me, sorry for my terrible taste (the playlist i'm shuffling is literally called Pop Punk Trash)
rules: you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to! put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people. no skipping!
miserable without you (what's eating gilbert)
shame (bad bad hats)
unwritten (worriers)
hope springs eternal (mixtapes)
california speedball (culture abuse)
solo and chewy: holding it down (the wonder years)
you made me want to be a saint (the wonder years)
suburbia (the wonder years) (yikes)
advance notice (worriers)
money [let it go] (taking back sunday)
tagging @medical-mal-practice @damientiamat @whatstheproblembaby @colorguardian10 @explosivesteel @catsincafes @thesmellofdustafterrain42 @doctornotsohorrible and @haleandwellmet
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blueonwrestling · 1 year
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Extremely pleased with Steve Maclin winning the no.1 contendership.
Maclin and Alexander are two of the best fuckin’ dudes in Impact right now and two guys that I think will sharpen each other, iron sharpens iron.
You talk about guys that are fucking just hell for leather battering the piss out of each other, just fucking great stuff, stuff that makes me wish Impact just had a bigger splash on the scene of wrestling right now, not everything they do hits, I think theres alot more misses than hits, but guys like Maclin, Speedball and Alexander fucking rule.
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Where Have They Gone Now: Steven Adler
Adler, originally born in Cleveland, was first named Michael by his Italian American father, but when his parents divorced he was renamed Steven out of respect for his grandparent’s Jewish faith. The rule being that he could not be named after someone still alive. He grew up in the San Fernando Valley until the age of 13 when he moved to Hollywood due to his uncontrollable poor behavior. The irony being Hollywood does not seem to be the best place to keep one out of trouble. The drummer would meet Saul Hudson otherwise known as Slash, while attending junior high. Adler had fallen on a skateboard, so Saul went over to him to make sure he was alright. After junior high, he returned to high school in the San Fernando Valley, and Adler moved back to Hollywood in 1983 after graduation. After unsuccessfully trying to join the popular band London, he helped to form the band Road Crew with his boyhood friend, Slash. After that band dissolved, he joined Hollywood Rose, which featured Axl Rose on vocals and Izzy Stradlin on guitar. Yet, the stint was very short as Stradlin left fairly quickly after Steven had joined the group. The next group he joined would be Guns N’ Roses in 1985.
One thing to note that will be touched upon later is that Adler was almost replaced during the recording of Appetite For Destruction. One of the producers felt that the percussion sound on the record was not right, but he did say that Adler was perfect live. After much discussion, the band decided to keep Adler in the studio for the record. On one of their first tours, Adler broke his hand punching a street light after a bar fight. He was briefly replaced by Fred Coury of Cinderella during that time. At the American Music Awards in January 1989, Adler was replaced by Don Henley on drums. The official reason had been a case of the flu, but later it would be learned that he was actually in drug rehab. In October of that year, Axl Rose made a comment about the band’s drug use during a show opening for the Rolling Stones. He said that certain people in the band needed to stop dancing with Mr. Brownstone, which was a direct reference to their use of heroin. The rest of the band did fire Adler in early 1990, but he was reinstated after signing a contract to quit using drugs. Almost immediately, Adler proved that his addiction was far worse than once thought. With the recording of the track “Civil War” during the Use Your Illusion sessions, the drummer was unable to perform due to drug intoxication. In July 1990, he was officially fired from the band due to the fact that his heroin addiction cost too much money in delays and re-recording. Izzy Stradlin would later say in an interview that the release of Adler and the hiring of Matt Sorum had a major effect on the band sound, not for the better. “[Our songs] were written with Steve playing the drums and his sense of swing was the push and pull that give the songs their feel. When that was gone, it was just...unbelievable, weird. Nothing worked. I would have preferred to continue with Steve, but we'd had two years off and we couldn't wait any longer.”
After his release, Adler had planned on joining ACDC and move to Australia. Yet, he claimed that during the MTV Video Music Awards Axl Rose announced his firing and the reason for it on stage causing ACDC’s manager to withdraw the offer. He believed and still does to this day that this announcement garnered him the reputation of a drug addict. His next move was to reform the Road Crew with all new members, which actually led to the recording of an album with some interest from record companies. Yet, the group quickly broke up because of his drug problems. The troubled drummer then decided to impose upon himself an exile that actually lasted for a long time professionally. “I wish I could say that I did a lot of traveling or self-improvement, but all I actually did was sit on the couch and get high—while the TV watched me. It was a very, very hard time."
Things only went from bad to worse for Adler throughout the rest of the 1990’s. He did receive a sizable amount from the band as a kind of severance pay including one payment of $2.5 million, as well as royalties for Appetite For Destruction and Lies. He did feel betrayed by the band for not sticking with him, which was a feeling that he never let go. In his lawsuit, the drummer claimed that the contract he had signed in 1990 had been used to get rid of him. Unfortunately, Adler simply proved the band was right for firing him by continuing to abuse drugs and create legal problems for himself. In 1995, he was arrested for heroin possession at his home in California. In 1996, he suffered a stroke after consuming a speedball, which is a cocktail mixture of heroin and cocaine. The stroke would leave him with a speech impediment on the left side for the rest of his life. In 1997, the former member of Guns N’ Roses was arrested again for a domestic violence charge filed by a female he was living with at the time. In 1998, Adler began to perform as a drummer once again with the group, BulletBoys. Yet, his personal life reared its ugly head once again to put a stop to any plans he had with the band. He was hit with more domestic violence charges filed by two separate women. You know it is bad when you are accused at the same time of beating up not one, but two women.
In 2003, Adler would form what would become his own group, Adler’s Appetite. The band would eventually focus on covers of tracks from Appetite For Destruction and other hard rock staples. In the group's first year, the band played a show at the key club in Los Angeles, where Slash and Izzy Stradlin actually performed with him on stage. A few years later, Adler’s Appetite would perform a show that would include Duff McKagan as well. There were plans to hopefully release a record, but that opportunity never materialized. Throughout the early 2000 ‘s, Adler also participated in the show, Celebrity Rehab, as well as its spinoff, Sober House. In the show’s first five seasons, Adler appeared on three. During the second season, Dr. Drew Pinsky, who hosted the show said that Adler needed to be committed to a psychiatric hospital before rehab due to the fact that he was suicidal. In the first season of the spinoff Sober House, Adler would be arrested on the premises of the show due to his aggressive behavior towards other cast members. He was sentenced to community service, which the drummer failed to finish eventually leading him back in jail. The next few years saw him continue on with Adler’s Appetite, as well as a guest appearance on Slash’s solo album in 2010. A year later, he started yet another band called Adler, which went on to record a debut album, release a single, and go out on tour. Please note that you should probably take the tour part with a grain of salt because it was on the Kiss Kruise. A conventional tour had been scheduled, but they had to postpone it because Adler needed to enter rehab again. One could say that Adler had a new sense of purpose and inspiration since being inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in April 2012. He would go on to say that it was “an honor and a dream come true." Despite his endless troubles, things did finally begin to go a little bit his way in 2016 when Adler was able to perform on the Guns N’ Roses Not In This Lifetime tour for four shows. He was able to play on some classic Appetite For Destruction tracks once again.
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