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495 Laid to Durness

[This walk was completed on the 6th May, 2023] Today is Saturday, and it is Coronation Day for Charles III. (Although, perhaps not wise to mention this to anyone in Scotland!) Apparently it is raining in London – but, in Durness, I wake up to brilliant light and sunshine at 6am. How wonderful. I can wear my sun hat! But I keep my fleece hat on too, because it is cold. Continue reading Untitled

[kirkwallguy]

one thing i AM enjoying about my rook however is that of you photomode him at any given time there's like a 75% chance he looks dead inside

[doodlebun]

some recent traditional art bc i feel bad i havent been postinf

ft characters from @porqupyne and @bwooom

[lavenderprose]

Emmrook Short: Rooftop Interlude

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ALRIGHT well this scene doesn't fit the narrative of the fic the way I thought it would. Currently gnashing my teeth and trying to fit it in elsewhere. I'll just throw it up here in case it ends up being left on the cutting room floor. Have at it.

Emmrook | Explicit | Semi-Public shenanigans ahead

They are in Treviso, the coffee is strong and the stars are beautiful. Rook watches with an open, laughing mouth as Emmrich hangs from a zipwire and, embarrassingly, screams with both exhilaration and horror as he flies above the glass-calm surface of a dark canal.

When his feet touch on the ground, his knees immediately buckle, though they don’t hit the pavement. Rook jumps forward and angles her shoulder against his chest. His arms go reflexively around her and she laughs and laughs as his nose crashes into the top of her head. She smells of honeysuckle and sweat.

“Whoa,” she says, stumbling only a little under his greater height and weight. She pulls back just far enough to meet his eyes, grinning as she says, “Hey, you did it! It gets easier every time.”

“Oh!” he says, panting, voice gone just slightly hoarse from the hollering. “That was…oh my, that was—quite something, I’ve never—” He straightens up, laughs, swipes a hand through his hair. Rook doesn’t move away, and he’s distantly aware that she probably should—the area they’re standing in isn’t necessarily public, frequented as it is almost exclusively by Crows using the vast rooftop system to move about the city clandestinely. That said, it isn’t necessarily private either. One could easily misinterpret the sight of them standing here, panting and wrapped around each other.

Still, Rook doesn’t move. Her hands find their way up his back, curled over the angle of his shoulder blades, and Emmrich can almost feel every movement of her fingers, every creak of her joints even through the thick fabric of his greatcoat.

“Lucanis went ahead,” she says, and flicks her fringe away from her face with a small, neat movement of her head. Emmrich watches as her mouth opens, her eyelashes flutter, and her tongue wets the length of her top lip. “He was—um, worried Viago would get upset if we left him waiting too long. Also, Spite was getting antsy.”

“Ah,” Emmrich breathes. “Well, forgive me the time I delayed us. I consider myself quite athletic, mind you, but overcoming one’s dread at the idea of zipping through the air—that’s quite something else!” He barks out another laugh, because it’s the only thing he can think to do.

“You did great,” Rook says again, and shifts against him in such a way that her hip collides with the front of his trousers. It’s purely accidental, and wouldn’t affect him in the slightest under normal circumstances—he’s more than capable of controlling himself, even with the feelings she inspires in him. There is, however, a great deal of adrenalin still coursing through him, and when her body presses to his—and one of her hands finds his chest.

“I am so sorry,” he gasps, taking a full step back. He’s embarrassed, flaming with it, and unfortunately it does nothing to ease his problem. There’s a wire crossed there—he’s never taken the time to examine it.

A moue of surprise curls onto her face. “That’s—alright. No, really, it’s fine—” She makes a grab for his hand as he takes another step back, and the grip she tugs on him with is shockingly strong. When he brings himself to look closely at her face, pushing past the mortification, he finds a sheen over her eyes and a high, pink blush blooming across her cheeks. She sucks her lip into her mouth. “Um. Here—”

She pulls him away from the ledge by which they are still, bizarrely, standing. There is a very narrow crevasse between the rooftops of two buildings, less than two full feet in width, and it’s into this crevasse that she leads him. They keep going until the moonlight almost doesn’t hit them anymore, illuminating only the silky top of her tonic-lightened hair and the metal notions on her gear.

Once sufficiently deep for her liking, she turns and pushes him into a wall. He’s panting, exhilarated and just a little alarmed, and she whispers, “Emmrich. Tell me, um. Tell me to stop, and I will.” Then her small hand reaches down his front, finds the outline of his erection, and tenderly caresses the throbbing head of his cock.

“Oh,” Emmrich whimpers, head clonking back against the brick wall. All ideals of propriety he’s ever been taught demand that he tells her to stop—that he politely rebuff her advance, initiate an encounter properly, privately, or else give himself over to the silent longing that is his lot in life. He knows he should, and yet cannot bring himself to; he is weak, weak for her, and she is beautiful, warm and offering herself to him like a wrapped gift. The weight of her hand, her sweet breath against his neck—he can only welcome them.

“Sh, sh,” she whispers. “You feel good. Is that—do you like—”

“Yes,” he gasps. “Yes, that’s—” He sighs, squeezes his eyes shut. “Please, Rook—please.”

Rook gasps against the crook of his neck, wet and hot, then she’s gone. His head spins as he processes her absence, and then her hands find him again—from below, and he looks down. Amber pools, so deep he could sink into them and never surface, examine him from hip-level. Her fingers are frantic, fumbling at the buckles and ties between the air and his flesh.

Emmrich Volkarin, who is far enough into his second half-century of life that he should know better, and still young enough that the world often manages to surprise him, stutters out a single word of protest—Rook, simply her name—and then can’t bring himself to finish the thought.

“I want to,” she says instantly, clearly aware of his train of thought. “Maker, I want you in my mouth. Let me suck your cock.”

“Okay,” he squeaks. “Okay—yes—that—Rook, darling, that button is a clip—"

He is stunned, overcome and so deeply aroused that he thinks his head might just pop clean off. Rook, who seems to know this, fixes him with a look of utter desire and he knows that whatever is driving her to do this, it isn’t something he needs to save her from. He joins her fumbling and, together, they free him from his clothes. The sight of his purpled, wet cockhead next to her comely face is utterly obscene, and it almost undoes him before he has the privilege of sinking into the heat of her mouth.

“You’re beautiful,” he tells her, as she taps his cock on her chin.

“So are you,” says Rook, speaking directly to and possibly about his penis, but he can’t really hold it against her. He’s been known to appreciate the presence of a hard cock in his face, as well. The thought startles a chuckle out of him as she inches closer, settling into the task she’s chosen.

She shifts from her squat to kneel on his boots, keeping her knees out of the alley refuse, and his toes flex against the sweet, heavy burden of her weight as she takes him. Her tongue is clever, slick, twirling underneath the glans. Her eyes stay open and somehow, against all odds, his do too. Her lips are red, a perfect pucker around the veined shaft of his cock. Emmrich has always enjoyed congress in all its forms, giving and receiving, but the act of oral pleasure has always filled him with a particular mixture of shame and desire. Something about the baseness of it, the inherent submission of kneeling before someone and servicing them.

Rook doesn’t seem to do it as an act of submission, or even particularly an act of service. She gives fellatio selfishly, if that’s even a thing. Genuinely appears to enjoy it nearly as much as him; groaning around him, pressing forward until her nose is buried in the still-dark hair at the root of his cock, and fluttering her eyelids as if he can bring her to her own ecstasy simply by fucking her mouth. It would be a lie to say he hasn’t thought about this—Maker, he has, and he’ll be judged for that someday. He’s also thought about his hands on her breasts, the curve of her ass in his lap, and the way she might taste. They aren’t thoughts he’s ashamed of, necessarily, because he would never breathe a word of them to her unsolicited. He’s red-blooded, she is beautiful, and it has felt for at least some short time now that they were hurtling towards this inevitably. Nevertheless, it’s shocking that it would happen now.

He considers himself a sexual being, deeply enjoys the act of it as both a source of intimacy and relief, and seeks it out when he desires it. It has, however, been a long time since he had the time or inclination to do so. She brings him to the brink quickly, and he can hardly breathe to signal to her his impending release.

“Rook,” he gasps, a hand clutching onto the nearest part of her—which, unfortunately, is her hair. He grips a handful of it far harder than he intends to. She groans encouragingly, hands spidering up to grasp at the backs of his thighs, and he bites savagely into his gloved hand as he spills onto her tongue.

She leans over and spits, which is one of the grosser things he’s ever found erotic, and then asks, “Do you have a handkerchief?” Her voice is quiet, now with the subtlest rasp. He immediately pulls out his handkerchief and offers it in trembling fingers.

“Thanks,” she murmurs, wiping her mouth. She tucks him back into his trousers, reverse-engineering the complicated arrangement of his buckles with only a little guidance, and then briefly rests her forehead against his stomach. His toes are beginning to go numb under her weight—a minor and extremely bearable pittance.

“Are you alright, darling?” he asks, curling a finger under her chin.

“Mm-hm.” Rook tilts her head up, eyes still closed, and presses a lingering kiss to his thumb. It reminds him that they have yet to so much as kiss, despite the taste of him now lingering in her mouth. “I’m so turned on I don’t think I’ll be able to walk straight. Give me a second.”

“Ah,” Emmrich murmurs. She giggles. “If you desire some assistance in that regard, I would gladly offer it.”

“No time,” she sighs. “We were supposed to be at the Diamond ten minutes ago. Spite will know what we’ve been doing, and I’m sure he’ll tell Lucanis.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure,” Emmrich says, resting his head back against the wall. The stars are just visible between the eaves of the two roofs almost meeting each other overhead. They seem almost audible in their brightness. “Spite is more likely to smell the alley than the sex. We’ll tell him you fell in a gutter.”

“Oh, I’ve been in the gutter alright,” Rook mutters against his hip, and they share another giggle.

The meeting with the Talons is awkward. Their delayed arrival had, indeed, aggravated Viago de Riva—though Emmrich has it on good authority that this is by no means an impossible feat. Lucanis, too, fixes them with a vaguely disgruntled look. Emmrich returns it, not missing the flash of purple on the edges of Lucanis’ pupils, and can only hope that a steady, reproachful look is enough to dissuade Spite from inserting himself into the conversation. Despite his assurances to Rook, Emmrich doesn’t yet know enough about Spite to be absolutely assured that Lucanis’ demon counterpart won’t smell Rook’s breath and immediately take it upon himself to announce his knowledge of their liaison.

This, thankfully, never comes to be. Teia is predominantly amused by their obvious dishevelment, and Viago is still grateful enough to Rook for Treviso’s rescue that he lets any observations of his own pass largely unmentioned. Lucanis only says one thing as they pass through the Eluvian.

“…on your own time next time, okay?” Emmrich hears, as Rook and Lucanis emerge through the mirror behind him. He also hears Rook’s huffed laugh.

“Sure.”

Spite, emerging at last through Lucanis’ throat: “Rook. Your breath. Smells like co—”

“Ah,” Emmrich snaps, prim, because Spite responds well to firm guidelines. Misguided spirits are, after all, something of Emmrich’s specialty.

“Ugh!” Spite snaps, before fading back into obscurity behind Lucanis’ eyes.

“Well,” sighs Lucanis, rubbing his neck. “This has been…fun. I’m going home.”

Rook lets him stomp ahead through the strange brush of the Crossroads, giggling under her breath, and Emmrich ignores the stark sting of mortification on the back of his neck. When the tails of Lucanis’ cape are swaying a satisfactory ways in the distance, Emmrich slants his gaze towards her and mutters, “I think you’re amused by this, my dear.”

“They were going to find out anyway,” she sighs, and shakes a hand through her hair, falling badly now out of its pins. It’s been most of an entire day since she put them in. She pockets them as they come loose until, after a moment, her hair falls over her shoulders in a sleek, pin-straight waterfall. The shadows of her black roots are only just beginning to surface at her scalp. “We’re all living on top of each other. It’s like the Novice Watcher’s dorms all over again.”

“It was a rather, um, effective way to ensure our relationship becomes common knowledge,” Emmrich murmurs, hands twisting together as they meander after Lucanis’ rapidly retreating form. “There are Crows in Vyrantium who I’m sure will know by the end of the week. And with Spite knowing, it’s only a matter of time before—”

“I’m giving it ‘til Thursday,” Rook says, it currently being Tuesday.

“Mmm. That’s generous.”

“Emmrich.” She stops, hands buried in the pockets of her Watcher’s apron, and waits for him to wheel to face her. She’s frowning and seems to be actively engaged in the act of making herself smaller, like she’s bracing for a blow. “We don’t have to…if that was too much, just let me know. I’m not made of glass. I’ve been rejected before.”

“That,” he says, stern, “is far from what is happening here.” The idea of rejecting her after the gift of her attentions in the alley, as unwise as they may have been, makes him see red. Someone, somewhere, must have made her feel so utterly worthless at some point. Someone left her to think that her body could be taken for granted and her sexuality scorned. He should hope that individual never crosses his path on a dark night.

It’s only the intensity of his voice that seems to keep her from pursuing that line of thought. She shifts nervously, a sort of girlish uncertainty about her, and she says, “This is kind of how I am. Impulsive. I don’t always make great decisions. You should know that before this goes any further.

“Rook,” sighs Emmrich, and he closes in to grip her hands. “Do you honestly think that my sexual experiences are limited to dark bedrooms? Quite the opposite. It’s rather flattering to me that you witnessed my floundering and still desired me at all afterwards, let alone right that very moment.”

“Well.” Rook, posture loosening at last, slides her arms around his neck. “It was very sexy floundering.”

“Point being,” Emmrich murmurs, lips against the tip of her ear, “I greatly enjoyed the experience. I’ll admit to being somewhat…embarrassed, but that isn’t necessarily an undesirable consequence for something of this nature. Not for…a man such as myself.”

He waits for the meaning of his words to reach her, and that delicious shame drifts down his back when her eyes widen. “Oh. Oh.”

He clears his throat. “Yes. So, darling, you did nothing wrong…aside from make us tardy for the meeting with the Talons. I do so abhor tardiness.”

“Right. So, next time, work time into the schedule for the rooftop blowjob.”

“Congress under the stars can be so romantic,” Emmrich sighs elaborately, and he knows her confidence is done faltering when she laughs.

He wants to touch her, to feel the promised arousal between her thighs. He thinks about it on a loop as they walk back to the Lighthouse, but she begs off when they arrive.

“I’ll fall asleep on you,” she threatens.

“Not a distasteful thought,” he murmurs, hands low on her hips. He imagines easing her to sleep with swipes of his tongue—a gentle orgasm leading to a deep, dreamless slumber.

He feels her shiver. “I want to. I wish…but I have so much on my mind. Viago is concerned about Antaam movements, Davrin and I need to go speak to Antoine and Evka as soon as possible. I need to think. I need…” She sighs, rolls her eyes. “I think I need to talk to Solas.”

Of course. He’s allowed himself to forget, however briefly, that the Dread Wolf still quite literally occupies her mind. Her slumber is never truly her own, never private. He wishes now, as he often has, that they had met in the Necropolis, before the world took it upon itself to attempt to end for the third time in as many decades. Or else that he could insulated her from the burdens of her station, at least long enough for more than a furtive rooftop fuck.

When they part at the bottom of the stairs to her room, it’s almost unbearable to watch her go.

“Rook,” he says, before she opens the door. She turns to look over her shoulder, and he says, “If you need me—”

“I do,” she says, and disappears.

[review-anon]

Might as well talk about your thoughts on the two Chapter 5 casualties.

//See as this is tradition for me I might as well give my final thoughts on the final people to die in Chapter 5.

//Thoughts as always is under the cut and I will be talking about their post Chapter 2/3 actions.

//I mentioned before how Mai was the most sensible of the group and while this remained relatively true, the stress of not being able to escape was getting to her to the point she got punished by Biology Head for it. I thought at first it was rape, but literally everyone under the sun told me it was not rape, then again rape doesn't often leave the physical scars we had on Mai.

//Her relationship with Yanagi is a interesting one since it seems as the story goes on they take a bit of a role reversal; Yanagi becomes more senisible and sane, taking up Tsuno's old role as medic when she became permenantly unavailable, and even seems to have buried the hachet somewhat with Hiroaki as he's come to realise that he did have a point about Sakaki using him, and the fact that Hiroaki has been reading Sakaki's journal and plans to publish it once they escape is proof he does have some respect for her, its just the sleep motive getting to everyone. They also trust each other with deep secrets like Yanagi having romantic feelings for Mai and not only Hirokai being gay, but also having feelings for Ojima. Meanwhile Mai starts doing more and more reckless acts especially when the lack of escape is there, as shown not only with her trying to break down the arsenal door in Chapter 3 but also her rushing into a open fire in Chapter 4.

//We also find out the context behind her confession of killing someone, this Killing Game isn't Mai's first rodeo of being kidnapped as she was kidnapped by a former collague of her dad's for several years before he got compliant and she escaped. Thanks to a mother and child, she was reunited with her parents and since she knew the law wouldn't punish that man, she decided to become a bounty hunter, and she actually ran into him on a seperate job for a different crime he committed and I don't think anyone can blame Mai for killing him. This COULD explain why Mai seemed initally so relaxed about the whole situation since she's been through it before, and why she knows as soon as she gets out the scientists are gonna be her next targets. But some cracks in Mai's armour started to show since while she seemed very causal about the very real trauma she had, there is signs it did affect her, and this situation is getting to her, like when Tamba screamed at her for not doing enough, she actually went off to cry.

//But even into Chapter 5, Mai still retains her cautious take no shit attitude as once she fell victim to multiple door traps, she actually rounded everyone up, tied them zipwires and interrogated them on if they know everything and the hilarious joke that almost nobody knew what catrops were calling them ninja spikes instead. In fact I think only Ken and Yanagi knew what they were, the former due to his big brain and the latter probably due to hanging out with Mai long enough to know this. Plus how Yanagi got turned on when it came to his turn which many, many jokes were made in stream about that.

//However aside from becoming headstrong when it comes to escape Mai's biggest flaw is the fact she can't admit when she needs help. Now granted Yanagi at times is being too cautuious but still its not weak to ask for help, if you acknowledge a situation is bad and can't do it on your own, then yes it would be good to get others involved. This attitude is why Mai took all those punishments in Chapter 5 despite others like Yanagi insisting otherwise, and its also what led to her death as Ken counted on Mai not telling anyone for help while she went on his wild goose chase and eventually to her doom. Of course even when impaled she went down fighting as she tried to get the blade out of her chest but alas it was all for naught.

//I knew Mai wasn't gonna make it especially when Yanagi confessed his love for her since it was a classic Kaito/Maki situation, though the gender role has changed with Mai getting killed and Yanagi being the one who lives. The tragic bit is Mai never got a chance to respond since just as Yanagi said the Sacred Three Words to her, Hiroaki and Tamba's bitchfest 828234736 occured and the chain of events which leads to Mai's death ensures.

//Also none of my favs survive and I'm not as upset as Bubbles and TA were, okay I was upset to be sure, but I accepted in the back of mind she wasn't gonna survive. Key rule in Danganronpa; never get too attached or else when the inevitable occurs, you will be emotionally destroyed.

//Plus I still have a Mai in my life~

//Moving onto the culprit of this case Ken and while he dies offically in Chapter 5, I would argue he died wwaaayyy back in Chapter 3 when Kamimura died as that completely and utterly crushed him. Not just that the one person he got attached to died and it was in the one moment they were seperated from each other, but Okazaki more or less spelled out she had no reason to kill him, as it was all to make sure he couldn't figure her out; Tsuno was her true target. Much like Watari, Ken went through a complete breakdown though since Watari is way more extroverted and emotional then Ken, her distress was way more on display then Ken's was. He didn't interact with the others even when they tried to reach out to him, and he didn't get much screentime post Chapter 3 either which should have been a red flag something was up.

//In a way you could argue Chapter 3 didn't kill 3 people; it killed 5 as Kamimura, Tsuno and Okazaki physically died and Watari and Ken died as people.

//Ken much like Yanagi goes through character development, but while Yanagi undergoes positive character development, Ken undertakes negative character development as he starts to become more tired and irritated at everyone around him, especially when his anxiety medication runs out which is never good. And then the final straw is when somehow, Ken finds out the truth behind the Killing Game and decides enough is enough, he wants to end it all, kill everyone, invalidate the Killing Game and then when he gets released go home and kill himself, and no joke Vonbabbitt confirmed that had Ken won, that's what he would do.

//This lead to him planning to screw everyone over and it was a plan he started to cook back in Chapter 4 but Watari's suicide and her bringing Hama into it disrupted that thinking process. Which makes me think he had plans to mess with Watari and Hama as well had they been the ones still alive in Chapter 5. How I don't know and it might have been harder since Hama like Ken read the student profiles so he would have been able to point fingers at Ken. And what follows is proof that Ken is without a doubt; the smartest culprit we have ever seen in a Danganronpa properity.

//Firstly Ken cooking up his scheme made sense since unlike a certain Guitarist, we have seen plenty of evidence that Ken is really intelligent and knows his stuff, and this knowledge makes sense due to him going on Quiz shows. Plus reading the student profiles gave him all the ammo he needed to break down the cast, using their own personal weaknesses against them, all to mentally weaken them for the class trial and breaking down social coherism. His victim was the one person who kept her head on straight and could cut through all the bickering that was going on, and while Yanagi might have been able to do something, that's why he locked him with himself and once Mai's death was revealed to him, for him to lock up and not help. Nothing over the top was done for Mai, she fell through fragile floorboards and got impailed on a sword, simple and gets the job done. He also uses his reward to hide vital evidence since the others wouldn't be allowed to do so, especially when Tamba threw him a bone by halving investigation time. And speaking of Tamba, by keeping Mai's murder simple, and relying on the cast assuming the two worked together, it made Tamba as the ideal fallgirl who due to her actions screwing over the cast already makes them all the more likely to vote for her. Thus making it seem plasuible Tamba did it, and not like how Kanade does a over the top murder scheme for Setsuka and somehow expects the cast to believe Iroha, easily the stupidest character of the cast, to be able to do all of that.

//He very easily could have won, and the ONLY reason he lost was because Monomoko decided to side with the students rather then the staff and gave them a hint which made Hiroaki pick up they were on the wrong track and Ken was found out as a result. That was something he couldn't have predicted but cruically it was something that for the auidence didn't come out of nowhere since we have seen signs of Monomoko having doubts about the Killing Game and going through a character arc of her own, so her doing this was something acceptable, and easily redeemed her in the eyes of many. Again very different from Sora "having a hunch" and via Divine Luck, Kanade lost which was and still is bullshit.

//And its when he was exposed as the culpirt its revealed just how broken and fed up he is over everyone. I do like his reason for falling the way he did wasn't just because "He's mad since his boyfriend died" Since yeah he did have feelings for Kamimura but that WASN'T the only reason he decided to kill, it was a major reason don't get me wrong, but there were other reasons. Which is tragic since a big reason he got mad over Kamimura's death was because he believed he was the only one who cared, understood and missed him which we know its just not true, both Mai and Tamba have positive experiences with Kamimura and they both missed him, but his grief, lack of interaction with the others and depression clouding his judgement meant he couldn't see that.

//Normally when the execution bell rings, the culprits start begging the others for help, but Ken doesn't do that as he's already accepted he's going to die, so in one last act of defiance, he just causally leaks the Tetro Blue roster which alarmed the staff enough for Head Scientist to assume direct control and cut off the feed herself to stop it from occuring and this, plus Monomoko betraying the Staff, meant the entire Tetro Pink Killing Game was rendered invalid and all data becomes useless, which was Ken's main goal anyway so nobody could take pleasure from the Killing Game.

//Its a example of what could happen when people snap, and sometimes when that snap occurs its not always obvious. Watari snapping was very much on display as she became a lot more distraught and willing to do actions to end herself, but Ken was more like Tranquil Fury, he kept his emotions and rage in check until the time was right, and it really reinforces a core message of Danganronpa; that everyone has a breaking point and you never know when someone reaches there's.

//And that's my thoughts on the victim and the culpirt. Of course I probably when I do part 2 of my Tetro Pink write up give my final thoughts on the survivors as that felt fitting enough to do that, and when that comes out, it will be this week, I just got busy yesterday and didn't have the time to do it.

//Either way I hope you enjoy these final thoughts and I think the only ones left are the Survivors.

[hotboxhargreeves]

oh so you’re saying i get NM&P but only to have it ripped away like one of matt’s zipwires? oh you think this is funny kevin?

[unbids]

I've been trying to nake zipwire (dracozolt) free roam in my house but for some reason cobblemon really hate torches and get stuck on them

[52stations]

i want to go on the zipwire at the park but im a 23 year old woman on a solo walk and it would be so embarrassing if a family showed up

[linek0]

Revenge/Attack on @porqupyne and @doodlebun of Fuzz and Zipwire!

[reviewempire]

5 Reasons You Must Visit Bristol Zoo

The Bristol Zoo Gardens is a wide 12-acre site which is run by the Zoological Society in England. It was hailed as the Zoo of the Year in 2004 for its reputation as an excellent and entertaining tourist spot for guests, children and families and the zoos commitment to promote the conservation of the environment. Stephen Dent Greenwich CT. It is also known to be the Sth oldest zoo in the world and has always been a primary tourist spot in Bristol. Here are five major reasons why it would be really worthwhile to see Bristol Zoo when you are staying in Bristol.

Animal Interaction. The zoo is filled with more than 450 different amazing species from the big roaring lions down to the smallest beetles. Guests are welcome to feed some of the animals and even interact with them closely. There are even some animal record breakers that you can try to beat when you decide to join the Zoolympics trials. You can compare your skills on a number of different levels against what the animal kingdom has to offer. The ZooRopia Course. The ZooRopia experience gives an opportunity for guests of all ages to swing around on ropes with the lemurs, gorillas and gibbons. There is an age restriction of 5 years but this is one of the best ways to get close to the animals homes in Bristol zoo. You can easily traverse around 17 sections with various themes around the challenging route inside the zoo. The activities include a plank bridge, looped vines, balance beams and an exciting zipwire ride to top off the entire course.

Visit for a Cause. Visiting the zoo won't just assure you of a fun-filled day out with the family but you also help protect and conserve the rare animals and their natural habitats so that the coming generations will still be able to witness and enjoy them, as the zoo is a registered charitable organization.

Annual Membership. If you already have a home in Bristol then you might want to take advantage of the opportunity for guests to register as a member. You will receive e xclusive deals that allow you to visit the zoo as frequently as you like. Every member receives numerous benefits that include free entry to the zoo, half price tickets for other relatives, reservations for Zoo events and discounts.

Exciting Zoo Events. Bristol Zoo has a lot of events by season that can entertain people of all ages. Most of their events are composed of music, theatre, and dance. They also hold year-round activities like the Zoolympics trail, animal shows during the peak season and face painting that a lot of kids truly enjoy. However, the most prominent of all activities would be their summer evening settings with singing and dancing.

There are many more reasons to visit Bristol Zoo, so if you are a family looking to find places to stay in Bristol for a holiday, then I would recommend booking one close to the Zoo. Stephen Dent Greenwich CT

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This took HOURS of my free time to figure out, mostly because the current code REALLY STRUGGLES to rotate the characters..

Probally should fix that sometime, huh?? But for now: here is some early zipwire prototype!!

[randomiproj]

Endless runner games

Subway surfers:

Subway surfers is an endless runner game where you are doing graffiti in the subway and the security/police officer starts chasing you and you have to avoid obstacles such as trains, stop signs, barriers, platforms etc. You are able to collect coins in the level which you can then use to upgrade powerups that can be found on a run.

Minion rush:

Minion rush is an endless runner game where you play as a minion as you just run through the customisable locations to collect as many bananas as you can and get a highscore without hitting into any obstacles.

Pac-Man 256:

Pacman 256 is an endless version of the classic pacman arcade game. The layout is randomised and there's ghosts roaming the level but you can also eat pellets and power pellets to assist getting rid of them. Eliminating a ghost will also give you some bonus points. Whilst the game is going on the bottom of the level is decaying, you have to run away from both the 'glitch' and the ghosts whilst aiming for a highscore.

Temple run:

Temple run is an endless runner where you steal an artifact within the jungle and are then chased by the beast protecting it. You traverse the jungle through ruins and zipwires whilst collecting coins that can be spent on upgrades. You have to avoid tree roots and pits in the ruins so you don't slow down and get caught by the beast.

Jetpack Joyride:

Jetpack Joyride is an endless runner where the player controls Barry as he traverses a lab after stealing a machine gun jetpack. You have to fly over lasers and dodge missiles whilst collecting coins and getting a highscore. There's power ups throughout the level that have different abilities, they also allow you to take a hit without dying but you will lose the power up. You can also collect the letters S.A.M to create the SAM machine which is a big mech that allows you to deflect the missiles.

[knightbugs]

WORLDS WORST BAD BATCH LIVEBLOG - EPISODE 10

-- DISCLAIMER: this liveblog fucking sucks and to understand my thought process you need to either read it while watching the bad batch or you need to have every episodes events completely memorised --

--DISCLAIMER 2: this liveblog along with episode 9 are from the same time as the others from 2023, i just forgot to post them--

oh shit politics

i like the droid her voice is nice

echo sniffs the snacks suspiciously

hi cid :-)

CID LET HIM TALK

OH HELL YEAJ THEYRE FREEING THE GUY

cid babysitting

omega don't be a whiny little shit this is for your own good and the good of the bad batch everyone ever is out to get you

is she gonna say life isn't fair YEP that's what every adult ever says when a child says something isn't fair

echo is so suspicious about all this

i love how the more human proportioned drones walk like they've just shat their pants it's really funny

ielove techs little antennas on his helmet

oh my god he forgror omegas not there :-(

do NOT damage the vase

they're playing 5d chess with multiverse time travel

ohoho omega gambling

oh no not the orb don't get him with the orb oh ok the bad batch is here

the vase of course the most important part

ZIP WIREE !!

get forced to go on the zipwire old man

the bad batch have snatched one of the bug tanks (6 limbs on that thing)

HE DID A SLIIIIDW HE SID A SLIDE ACROSS THE FLOOR

woo yay explosion

HELL NO THEY SURROUNDED TECH FROMTHE BAD BATCH

THE VASE

SUBTERRANEAN PASSAGE !!

ohoho a Peaceful Lush Area. with trees even. how serene :-)

omega has Attracted a Crowd

omega is twitch streaming

YEAH! EASE UP BANDANNA !!

omega vs hunter epic gaming

OH YOU CANT JUST ROLL CREDITS WHO WON THE GAMING ……..

--EPISODE 10 DONE--