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Hey guys, I have a priority fundraiser rotation for you:

Fadi & Shahed: 2,044 USD out of 62.5k

Sana'a & Sujood: 12,016 £ out of 50k

Mahmoud Qassas: 9,994$ out of 200k

Ezzideen Shehab: 10,296€ out of 32.5k.

Hussam Aburamadan: 16,374€ out of 148k.

Hamdi Hijazi: 1,511$ out of 25k.

Suheir Hojok: 16,897 AUD out of 70k.

Madleen Abu Jayyab: 29,005$ out of 70k.

Hani Al-Hajjar: 1,783€ out of 50k.

Little Yusuf: 0€ out of 85k.

Nael Helles: 0$ out of 50k.

Alia's family: 275€ out of 30k.

Hala's family: 350 CAD out of 50k.

I have personally verified every one of these campaigns listed here.

As Mona's campaign has completed I'm preparing for you this list so we can show these families the same amazing and unbelievable support we showed Mona and her family. The invasion of Rafah grows nearer everyday. Please understand the urgency of this campaign.

Version date: April 29th 2024.

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Passenger trains in US vs Europe (image is making the rounds among U.S. transit advocates today)

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April 28, 2024 - An unintentionally funny video by a zionist propagandist shows off some good organisation and discipline at the UCLA encampment for Palestine.

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wall of perfectly aligned skulls in a Tibetan monastery

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Rigor mortis + flies + friends, Waudna?

It's been a very long time since Laudna had a roommate - disregarding Delilah, obviously, because she hardly counts. In total opposition to Delilah, the old man is quiet and very polite; he keeps to himself, never emerging from his room, only ever speaking to tell her if the weather's going to be shit or if the beam she's about to fuck with is actually load-bearing. It's not that Laudna missed people - people weren't very kind to her before, and if she wanted to be around people, she could, so there! - but she admits that the company is nice.

Delilah's awfully snippy about it, though.

I can show you the magic, she says now, for the thousandth time. To animate him. You don't need to engage in this strange little game of yours.

"I don't want the magic," Laudna says. "I'm quite alright with the magic I have now. Oh, look, this tomato's barely rotted at all!"

As it always does, talking about the garbage heap she's digging through makes Delilah shut right up. Laudna pockets the tomato (mostly tomato! barely rot!), takes a few scraps of clothing to use for rags; she finds a sunhat whose brim has a hole in it, plops it on her head. A good haul! The old man...well, he won't be pleased, he doesn't really do "pleased." But she'll see that little smile-wrinkle at the corner of his mouth. The one that means things like ingenious and resourceful, and means all those things about Laudna. It's so very nice to-

Over the hill: "-told her he was trouble, from the start I told her, but did she listen?"

Oh! Time to go!

Laudna skitters back into the welcoming embrace of the forest, before the village women can see her rummaging through their garbage again. The cool shadows of the tree comb through her hair, straighten her dress, wrap around her like armor; she takes a left at the raspberry bush, picks through the nearby thicket, hops a brook, and finds herself at the cabin again.

Oh, it's such a nice cabin. She's cleaned up the nearby vegetable patch, picked all the weeds - the old man is, well, old, joints aren't what they used to be, he barely makes it outside anymore - and she made banners from an old dress that had been thrown away and so now the outside of the house is festooned with color. Home. The word aches in her throat. She's used it every time, at every cabin and hovel, keeps using it - stubbornly - even though every time it ends up not being true. Well, this time it'll be true. He won't make her leave. Not like the others.

"I'm home!" she calls, leaving her shoes by the door, hopping inelegantly from the welcome mat to the threadbare carpet (the floorboards are splintery as fuck) (it's her next project). "I found a tomatoooo!"

The old man says nothing. Oh, he might be asleep; Laudna tiptoes over, peeks around the doorway into his room-

-he's awake, his eyes are open. When winter comes, and the nearby pond freezes over, it will be the exact color of his eyes. How lucky he is, to match the landscape. To know that he belongs here.

"Oh, hi," Laudna says. "Sorry, didn't know if you were napping. I got a tomato!"

"Mmmhm."

"I thought I could make soup with it. The carrots are coming along outside, they'll be good for a vegetable soup."

"Sure."

"Are you going to eat it this time? I worry about your appetite."

"I'll eat, Laudna." There's that smile - almost invisible, crooking up the corner of his mouth. "I'll eat whatever you make. Now leave an old man alone, would you? Young girls like you make me tired. Too much energy."

"Oh, stop." She can't help the thrilled little flutter of her heart, the way she fusses with her skirt. "You're so sweet-"

You're wasting time.

"D, butt out of it," Laudna snaps. Her voice is brittle, sharp. A knife that could break inside of your heart and stay there. She turns back to her companion. "Sorry about that. You know how she is."

He just frowns at her.

"I'm going to make soup," Laudna says.

After a while: "...alright."

Embarrassment skitters over her skin like insects; she beats it away, goes shyly into his room. She tries to stay out of here (men need their privacy!) but sometimes...oh, sometimes, when Delilah...or when the villagers say something and it scratches along the lobe of her brain and it hurts and she can't shake it and oh, oh, sometimes, oh sometimes, oh sometimes sometimes, oh sometimes she really needs a human touch. She needs she needs she needs she needs she needs she needs she needs she needs to not be alone, alone.

So she impatiently bats all the flies away, leans in and kisses the old man's cheek. His skin is cold, stiff, sweet; when she kisses him, she swears she sees him blush.

"Alright," she says softly. "Soup."

"Laudna?"

Her heart knocks around like a bat trapped in the chimney of her throat. "Yes?"

"I'm really happy you're here."

Her eyes well up with black gunk. "Me too," she says. "Me too." She doesn't touch him again, even though she wants to; she picks up the last bowl of soup from his lap, goes to dump it outside with all the others. There's a smile trapped behind her lips, a sort of frantic joy trapped in her throat. She knows what he'd meant, when he said he was happy to have her here. She loves him too, she loves him too.

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another before work scribble

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chess inspired fashion

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Low budget edit on what it was like watching the new episode of Game Changer before bed

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I got my tetanus shot we can play polearms again

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ACTUALLY Laerryn's actions in episode 2 are not at all condemnable because they're the high fantasy equivalent of like. You've finished your super cool piece of code and it's actually passed all its unit tests this time, but when you try to run your first integration tests then it all works perfectly except it slows your system to a crawl. So you (a non-habitual Windows user) grudgingly open up task manager and see that some unrelated system file with all numbers in the name and a file extension you don't recognise is taking up a huge amount of your CPU and memory. You Google it and get no clear documentation, and so you check Stack Exchange and there's like 2 answers saying "don't uninstall this" with no good explanation. So you're like "well how bad can it be" and you kill the process, and your code starts running perfectly! You tell your friends about it! It's great! Then you find an ancient forum post that's like "hey don't do this it will brick your computer, here's why" and you find out the file you stopped running was actually a crucial, load-bearing component of your antivirus software

Anyway, the moral of Calamity is that you should be running your flying cities on Linux. What was I saying

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half elf, goliath, druid!!

half-elf: who is your favorite guest player I feel like saying Aabria is cheating and you know what! I don't care!!! I would die for Aabria.

goliath: who is your favorite campaign 1 character Zahra, Ripley, Delilah, Kima, Raishan. I have been staring at my screen, trying to decide who to pick. I am now closing my eyes and picking one at random. Oh, my hand didn't land on any of them, so me try again.

It has landed on Ripley, Ripley it is! druid: what is your favorite non-canon ship Ripley/Delilah because I love toxic Yuri. Thank you for reminding me!! I was obsessed with them during the Briarwood arc. UGH still am ;-; I am gonna shout out Liliana Temult/Otohan Thull because of your fic i am waaayyyy into them now lmao.

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For the CR ask game: paladin and barbarian?

paladin: what is your favorite friendship c1 Pike and Grog c2 Beau and Fjord c3 Laudna and Chetney

I really enjoy a Travis PC + Marisha PC dynamic. Pike and Grog hold a special place in my heart and kept me invested early days of c1. barbarian: who is your favorite villain Oh boy i love so many villains uhh C1: It's basically a tie between Hotis, Ripley, Delilah, and Raishan. I would give it to Delilah tho because she deserves it. C2: After reading the Nine Eyes of Lucien I really appreciated his group more, Cree being loyal to a major fault is something I always love to see in characters. Avantika and Jourrael. Its hard to pick my favorite oooo boy uhhh lets go with Avantika. C3: The Nightmare King, Otohan, Yu, Delilah (again). If i say Yu can Erika come back and play them again pleaseeeeeeeee!!

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Critical Role Ask Game

satyr: how did you discover critical role

dragonborn: when did you start watching

human: what is your favorite main campaign

elf: what is your favorite side campaign

dwarf: what is your favorite one-shot

tiefling: who is your favorite female player

gnome: who is your favorite male player

halfling: who is your favorite dm

half-elf: who is your favorite guest player

goliath: who is your favorite campaign 1 character

changeling: who is your favorite campaign 2 character

genasi: who is your favorite campaign 3 character (so far)

goblin: who is your favorite non-main campaign character

aasimar: what is your favorite location in exandria (or out of it)

eisfuura: who is your favorite npc

wizard: what is your favorite party name

paladin: what is your favorite friendship

monk: what is your favorite canon relationship 

druid: what is your favorite non-canon ship

bard: what is your favorite “how do you want to do this?”

rogue: what was a moment that made you cry

fighter: what was your favorite funny moment 

paladin: what was your favorite badass moment

cleric: what is your favorite battle

barbarian: who is your favorite villain

ranger: who is your favorite animal companion

warlock: what is your favorite critical role merch 

sorcerer: what is your favorite sam commercial skit

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no laudna friday once again...what do we think the odds are that she's going to make a little doll of fcg and give it to ashton a la the bertrand doll she gave to dorian*. or is she going to make five fcg dolls, one for each member of bells hells. and then animate the dolls and make them fight for her. [laudna voice] i'm casting spirit guardians!!!! [all the fcg dolls wake up and their little buzzsaws she has carefully made out of scavenged teeth start whirring]

*and the ashton doll she gave to ashton. maybe this will make it more likely that ashton gets an fcg doll. at least doll!ashton will still have their emotional support robot!!!