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This is excellent treespeak and how it should actually sound in my head. It actually sounds like the cadence of people who move, think, and live inhumanly fast instead of just randomly stringing together synonyms every couple of words.

Kongu's Guide to Being a Toahero!

Flypractice can timewait. Toaduty first!

2. No maskborrowing from sleeping Toabrothers.

3. Above doubletrue for yucksquirmy Inika masks!

4. Own mask thinkshares Toabrothers' cringethoughts? Be heartstrong and notsay. Yes, even deepfunny ones. Not worth trustbreak!

5. (Can judgestare them littlebit though.)

6. Codeswitch slowspeak groundwalkers diretime. Treespeakteach later if learnwilling.

7. Groundwalkers notlearnwilling? Treespeak more peacetime. Forcelearn hardway.

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i actually like that redguard names used to be a combination of, like, Lazzha’shazz’raqqil and, like, Rodric

makes them seem more like a realistic, diverse culture with a lot of history. no real-life ethnicity is going to have just one naming convention either

looking at redguard names and it seems like they didn’t really settle on a convention for them until skyrim funny enough

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It's a big town. It's very possible that they were just off somewhere else and may not have even heard anything.

If NYC can have Spider-Man getting pummeled by Venom and Daredevil having Korean BBQ at the same time, the same can happen in Metru Nui.

I'm trying to look up where the Rahaga and Dume were while the clusterfuck that was Time Trap happened in Metru Nui. Keetongu had sensed Teridax and was there.

Where they off the island in different places? Just to return to Metru Nui and find new traces of destruction? With Keetongu nursing a headache and some injuries, then telling them of a wild story of their old boss, THE Boss of the Dark Hunters, and Vakama fighting over the Mask of Time?

Or were they on the other end of the city, held up by something, as they heard the explosions in the distance? Then they arrived after the fact, when everybody else but Keetongu had already skedaddled.

Keetongu: You wouldn't believe the kind of day I had.

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Didn’t they also remove his genitals or am I misremembering? Because it makes even more sense for Vivec to be the one to have removed his genitals.

i know 1) foul murder is almost certainly not canon and 2) sotha sil’s the one holding nerevar’s face but:

i feel like it would make more sense if it was vivec who was the one who removed his face? for mephala mask reasons

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Off the top of my head, yup, this is correct. The city was also called Haafingar in some maps set during or before the Septim conquest.

Haafingar and Solitude were interchangeably used to refer to both the city and the hold/kingdom at various points in history.

looking into the etymology of the word "Solitude" for a nordic noble families headcanon post im working on, because i always felt like it stuck out from the other city names...

old french and latin? i can't recall any high rock invasions of the haafingar area, so i propose this:

Solitude is a new name for an ancient city, probably renamed some time after Tiber Septim's conquest. Pre-Septim Dynasty, the city of Solitude had a much more traditionally Nordic name.

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You know what? Fine. It’s been 5 years. Here’s the version you always wanted.

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I just ate basically uncooked oatmeal and it was pretty good

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Please make a post about the story of the RMS Carpathia, because it's something that's almost beyond belief and more people should know about it.

Carpathia received Titanic’s distress signal at 12:20am, April 15th, 1912. She was 58 miles away, a distance that absolutely could not be covered in less than four hours.

(Californian’s exact position at the time is…controversial. She was close enough to have helped. By all accounts she was close enough to see Titanic’s distress rockets. It’s uncertain to this day why her crew did not respond, or how many might not have been lost if she had been there. This is not the place for what-ifs. This is about what was done.)

Carpathia’s Captain Rostron had, yes, rolled out of bed instantly when woken by his radio operator, ordered his ship to Titanic’s aid and confirmed the signal before he was fully dressed. The man had never in his life responded to an emergency call. His goal tonight was to make sure nobody who heard that fact would ever believe it.

All of Carpathia’s lifeboats were swung out ready for deployment. Oil was set up to be poured off the side of the ship in case the sea turned choppy; oil would coat and calm the water near Carpathia if that happened, making it safer for lifeboats to draw up alongside her. He ordered lights to be rigged along the side of the ship so survivors could see it better, and had nets and ladders rigged along her sides ready to be dropped when they arrived, in order to let as many survivors as possible climb aboard at once.

I don’t know if his making provisions for there still being survivors in the water was optimism or not. I think he knew they were never going to get there in time for that. I think he did it anyway because, god, you have to hope.

Carpathia had three dining rooms, which were immediately converted into triage and first aid stations. Each had a doctor assigned to it. Hot soup, coffee, and tea were prepared in bulk in each dining room, and blankets and warm clothes were collected to be ready to hand out. By this time, many of the passengers were awake–prepping a ship for disaster relief isn’t quiet–and all of them stepped up to help, many donating their own clothes and blankets.

And then he did something I tend to refer to as diverting all power from life support.

Here’s the thing about steamships: They run on steam. Shocking, I know; but that steam powers everything on the ship, and right now, Carpathia needed power. So Rostron turned off hot water and central heating, which bled valuable steam power, to everywhere but the dining rooms–which, of course, were being used to make hot drinks and receive survivors. He woke up all the engineers, all the stokers and firemen, diverted all that steam back into the engines, and asked his ship to go as fast as she possibly could. And when she’d done that, he asked her to go faster.

I need you to understand that you simply can’t push a ship very far past its top speed. Pushing that much sheer tonnage through the water becomes harder with each extra knot past the speed it was designed for. Pushing a ship past its rated speed is not only reckless–it’s difficult to maneuver–but it puts an incredible amount of strain on the engines. Ships are not designed to exceed their top speed by even one knot. They can’t do it. It can’t be done.

Carpathia’s absolute do-or-die, the-engines-can’t-take-this-forever top speed was fourteen knots. Dodging icebergs, in the dark and the cold, surrounded by mist, she sustained a speed of almost seventeen and a half.

No one would have asked this of them. It wasn’t expected. They were almost sixty miles away, with icebergs in their path. They had a respondibility to respond; they did not have a responsibility to do the impossible and do it well. No one would have faulted them for taking more time to confirm the severity of the issue. No one would have blamed them for a slow and cautious approach. No one but themselves.

They damn near broke the laws of physics, galloping north headlong into the dark in the desperate hope that if they could shave an hour, half an hour, five minutes off their arrival time, maybe for one more person those five minutes would make the difference. I say: three people had died by the time they were lifted from the lifeboats. For all we know, in another hour it might have been more. I say they made all the difference in the world.

This ship and her crew received a message from a location they could not hope to reach in under four hours. Just barely over three hours later, they arrived at Titanic’s last known coordinates. Half an hour after that, at 4am, they would finally find the first of the lifeboats. it would take until 8:30 in the morning for the last survivor to be brought onboard. Passengers from Carpathia universally gave up their berths, staterooms, and clothing to the survivors, assisting the crew at every turn and sitting with the sobbing rescuees to offer whatever comfort they could.

In total, 705 people of Titanic’s original 2208 were brought onto Carpathia alive. No other ship would find survivors.

At 12:20am April 15th, 1912, there was a miracle on the North Atlantic. And it happened because a group of humans, some of them strangers, many of them only passengers on a small and unimpressive steam liner, looked at each other and decided: I cannot live with myself if I do anything less.

I think the least we can do is remember them for it.

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Watch your momentum.

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Ok but

Tobey!Spidey letting go of his burden and happily retiring with his MJ, knowing that other heroes will pick up his fight

Andrew!Spidey forgiving himself from Gwen’s death and rediscovering what it means to be a hero by saving Tom’s MJ

Tom!Spidey leaving Tony and the Avengers’ shadow after discovering the importance of who he is and what he represents

ALL of these characters getting the satisfying endings they deserve

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between lady dimitrescu and the venom trailer this has been a really good week for monsterfuckers

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“Captain America and the Winter Soldier” is all well and good but

the only way it could have been better was “Captain America and Bucky Barnes” to show that Bucky has finally let go of the Winter Soldier’s shadow and is ready to become his own person

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Oh i hate this.

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✨ Zhongli’s event is here so like/reblog to boost your luck ✨

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good things will happen 🧿

things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿