#(time stamps are CET)

[dreamings-free]

29/2/24

[wintermelonbear]

Just Another Picture to Burn

Summary: Just a cute little friendship between Jon, Damian, and Marinette. Can be read platonically or with some romantic inclination. Just two friends who want the best for each other and will celebrate each other’s milestones 

Sidenote: I haven’t written anything in years, but dragged my butt to write this for the MGI civil war so proceed with caution.

Sharp green eyes open up to the world moments before the buzz of a phone alarm signals the need to get up. Out of an abundance of caution stemming from his tumultuous upbringing the young teen scans the room for any signs of an intruder, most days this is a fruitless endeavor, but Damian could never find himself to drop this habit. He notes an envelope on his desk and reaches for the compressed bo staff under his pillow. As he approached the desk the only sound that could be heard was the light creak of the manor’s floorboards and low mumblings coming from the kitchen. A sigh of relief breaks this silence as Damian recognizes the gentle script sprawled across the front of the pale pink envelope spelling out “To Dami”. 

Cautiously he flips the envelope checking for signs of tampering. While the sentiment is nice, the choice to send a handwritten letter rather than a text was out of left field from his companion. He notes with a slight grin that she had used the wax seal he gifted her after the defeat of Hawkmoth. Sliding a batarang out from the underside of his desk he slices open the top of the envelope to reveal a piece of thick cardstock. At this Damian’s brow moves into a sharp arch, what could have been so important, yet so minimal that she had to portal over to his place in the middle of the night. Pulling out a piece of pristine white paper, he reads, "You, me & Jon. 7 pm CET. I already checked with your dad, so no excuses. Love, Mari”

Picking up his phone –the latest from Wayne Tech– he taps out a message to his top contact, “Spotted Menace”. A bright blue message populates the screen reading out, “An invite? To what exactly?” For emphasis, he adds in a raised eyebrow emoji then after some contemplation adds in a thinking emoji. Following that text, he quickly snaps a picture of the note to Marinette to confirm he received her letter before preparing for the day. 

Before leaving his room he picks up the envelope again, this time to admire her handiwork instead of ascertaining its threat level. Turning to the back of the envelope his chest puffs out a bit as he dons a victorious smile he takes in his handiwork. She had used the wax seal stamp he had gifted her on her 16th birthday. He hand-carved the image of a ladybug resting on a branch of plum blossoms, to signify her new beginning as a hero by choice and not by necessity after the defeat of Hawkmoth.

As Damian slipped into the driver’s seat of his sleek sedan he mused that 12-year-old Damian would be utterly baffled by the person he is today –apart from being the stronger member of the new generation of heroes, that has always been a given (Somewhere Jon is rolling his eyes). Honestly, when Damian first met Marinette he found her pathetic. She was just a worthless little girl who was gifted powers beyond her capability to wield, and he never hid his disdain for her. Thus, to young pre-teen Marinette the youngest Robin was just a massive dickhead who had no feelings apart from his superiority complex. He was an embodiment of torment; the worst parts of Felix and Chloe combined. Not to say that Damian is perfect now, but at the time he lacked the perspective he gained from his travels to and return from Lazarus Island. Now he has spent more time learning from others’ experiences, has gone through his first heartbreak after Flatline decided that time spent with him was distracting her from her personal goals, and all of that has taught him to care and have some level of empathy. He may not be like Marinette and Jon, ready to do what is right solely because they blindly believe in the goodness of others, but he understands that even if he may not find value in someone, that does not mean their life is worthless. 

The first time Robin acknowledged that despite Ladybug’s lack of technical combat skills, she had plenty of other skills that other heroes would be envious of, Nightwing attempted to give him a “bear hug” and Superboy nearly fell from the sky. What Robin to this day doesn’t know about that night is that his comm was connected to Ladybug’s and the reason she fell off the roof was not the attacker’s sharp jab to her ribs, but rather the shock of Robin giving her any form of praise. From then on Marinette decided maybe Robin was capable of growing a heart, and while it may have started as one-sided conversations with her rambling on about herself and basic topics of conversation – how’s the weather in the Gotham? It’s been warm in Paris! Did you see the new Mecha Strike game launch? What’s your favorite dessert? –  eventually, Damian started warming up to her. 

By the time the youngest Wayne snaps out of his reverie, the bell has rung signaling the dismissal of his second-period and the start of the school’s 20-minute break. Fishing through his pockets, and quickly unlocking his phone he finds several missed messages from Marinette, Jon, and their group chat “Talk Shit Get Hit”. After skimming through their private messages, Damian bites the bullet and opens up “Talk Shit Get Hit” to begin tackling the growing number of messages. Scrolling to the top of the chain of unread messages he sends Jon spamming the chat with unintelligible keyboard smashes followed by “MARI HOW DID YOU GET US OUT OF LIZZIE-SITTING DUTIES???”, Damian swears that the capslock on Jon’s keyboards must be worn down with his overusage. He reacts to the message with a set of eye emojis because there are very few people Diana trusts with her fussy toddler and he knows for a fact that she’s in the midst of an investigation into a rapidly expanding crime syndicate. As he scrolls further he is dismayed to find out Marinette cashed in this free day in exchange for a date night babysitting gig in addition to normal babysitting duties. Damian loves Lizzie like a younger sister and of course, wants her to be in the care of someone befitting of her status. Still, he has been yelled at one too many times for taking her on patrol with him, and sometimes bringing a 3-foot-tall sidekick with a tutu (courtesy of Marinette) kills his intimidation factor. Once he makes it past a wall of crying emojis and gifs of betrayal from Jon, the chat goes back to its normal contents, filled with reels shared between Jon and Mari, and complaints about their teachers. Jon eventually asks Marinette what she has planned for tonight that is worth the extra babysitting duties, but Marinette declines to answer and instead tells him to be patient.

After school Damian carefully considers his outfit but sticks with his classic black turtleneck and a pair of khakis, Marinette will call him boring but what does she know? She used to have a crush on a guy who exclusively wore a striped shirt with an open button-up and bright orange Converses. Once they became comfortable with one another Marinette made it VERY well-known that while she wished his civilian wear had more diversity and color, she found his original Robin suit to be a “crime against fashion and most people’s eyeballs”. Stating that only traffic lights would appreciate sharing a color palette with him. Damian argued that it’s tradition, while Marinette replied with “It’s fugly and you know it. Y o u! ditched the design in the first place”. Rolling his eyes, he heads to the window and yells out “Jon! I am ready!” and with a flash of blue and red Jon shows up at his window clad in a red hoodie and blue jeans. The Super family really needs to consider their civilian “disguises”. 

Swooping Damian up into his arm Jon bolts out the window and into the sky towards Paris until they reach a familiar flowered rooftop. After two taps to the trap door beneath them, the door abruptly gave way and Damian was met with a loud POP and confetti raining down onto him. Quickly Marinette busted out the door cake in hand and in unison started singing with Jon. While it was not a rare occurrence for Marinette to provide them with sweets at her residence, what was on the cake was the strange part. It was a picture of one of his earlier Robin outfits? One that after many earfuls from Marinette knew to be her least favorite, why would she put it on a cake?? 

“Happy outfit death to you! Happy outfit death to you! You no longer look like a traffic light! Happy outfit death to you!” Out of seemingly thin air, Marinette pulled out a lighter and lit the top layer on fire revealing a picture of his new outfit underneath. “You do not know how relieved I am that I do not have to be with someone whose color palette matches a kindergarten classroom rug, and not a cute one”.

Damian with a puzzled expression questions her, “Is this something to be celebrated? Besides that I changed outfits months ago”. Marinette looked at him mouth agape. “Close your mouth you will catch flies at this rate”.

Almost as if rehearsed Jon and Marinette reply in unison “What are you my maman/ma”?

After clearing her throat Marinette went to explain, “There are plenty of things to celebrate for your outfit change! You’re finding out the type of Robin you’re going to be, and I personally believe that is a worthy cause for celebration. Besides, after Monarch’s downfall, I was really struggling to figure out what to do myself. My whole world felt like it splintered into pieces, but you and Jon were there to help me figure things out when the consequences of my actions™ struck. I want you to feel empowered too, even if you don’t need it the same way I did”. With a smile Marinette brought out some forks, “Now let’s dig in”! If it made him uncomfortable how quickly his friends stabbed his frosting face with their forks, he didn’t let it show.

[berrypass-de-murdler]

99. The Founding of Midnight Movies

So Logico has a canon voice now -

Um

Um

UM

Moving on

This episode features younger Chairman Chalk and President Amaranth, two of my favorite underrated babus - and uhh Amaranth is VERY small in this flashback wow

Midnight I, meanwhile, is still made out of black smoke like the rest of his family, but resembles a giant crow.

Kind of like this (idk I'm too tired to draw)

With the last episode about 3/4 written, I'm almost done...

DON'T READ THE EPISODES UNTIL YOU'VE FINISHED THE FIRST BOOK!!

IRRATINO: LOGICO! I have a crazy idea. LOGICO: You just- ughh, what is it?? IRRATINO: Follow my steps, and we’ll be able to see into the past. LOGICO: The fuck??? IRRATINO: Do you trust me?

The panic in the air is real, and this question hurts Logico for some reason. But he takes his hand, and they touch their heads together. 

IRRATINO: I can see it now.

A grainy, sepia-toned flashback fills their minds.

IRRATINO: It started when the studio was founded. 

---------------------------------

A massive bird-like silhouette tears across the sky.

MIDNIGHT I.

He lands next to his son. The current president is much younger, of course, but looks exactly the same, still featureless as ever. A human body lays on the ground, with a teenage Chalk shuddering nearby.

CHALK: He’s-he’s-he’s-he’s-he owned the l-l-land, there-there was no s-someone must have tried to take it!

And a tiny figure stumbles over as well - just a child Amaranth.

AMARANTH: Salutations à tous!!! CHALK: [scream] WRONG SIDE, YOU ARE ON THE WRONG SIDE! MIDNIGHT II: Shut up, albatross. We need to worry about the dead guy.

He kicks the little rat away, who still seems very pleased. 

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LOGICO: Why are those two there? IRRATINO: There was a war going on at the time. Chalk was on duty to report civilian deaths, and it seems that Amaranth wandered in from the opposing side by mistake.  LOGICO: It HAS to have been one of the Midnights. IRRATINO: Wait. Let’s not be too sure. ---------------

MIDNIGHT I: Fuck that man. He didn’t deserve to live here. CHALK: M-M-Mr. Midnight how-how could you say such a thing?? That was- that was a human being who-who was-

Midnight places his wings on Chalk’s neck before quickly letting go. The young llama hyperventilates.

MIDNIGHT I: Step aside.

Chalk leaves, frantically scratching at red, featherless patches on his neck. Midnight I looks at the body and stamps one foot on it.

MIDNIGHT I: Who did this. MIDNIGHT II: Father, You know it was not Me.  MIDNIGHT I: Oh, do I. MIDNIGHT II: It was the scout, He set Us up. CHALK: W-With every ounce of respect, I would have NO motivation to kill a civilian! MIDNIGHT II: Tell that to the prison guards, puss.  MIDNIGHT I: Stop fighting or bad things will happen. 

Midnight’s talons dig into the body and he glares at the subordinates. In the present, Logico shudders. This man does not look like the usual suspects. He looks deranged.

MIDNIGHT I: Inspect the child.

II goes to grab the tiny Frenchman, who is flopping around a nearby office, giggling.

AMARANTH: J'adore cet endroit, je veux rester ici pour toujours!!

The figure picks up the rat by the tail and shows him aggressively to his father.

AMARANTH: Bounjour :3 MIDNIGHT I: …He couldn’t have even done this. He’s too stupid.

He throws the child away, who is caught by Chalk. He stares at his son, the scout, and the child, shaking.

MIDNIGHT I: You’re all too stupid… MIDNIGHT II: You believe I am innocent? CHALK: Then, then if we know then we’ll have to, we’ll have to look-  MIDNIGHT II: He’s lying. HE’S LYING!

II throttles the llama, and Amaranth screams for help. Chalk struggles to throw the Midnight off him.

CHALK: MY WAR HAS NOTHING TO DO, WITH THE DEATH OF THIS MAN! MIDNIGHT I: Shut up. EVERY ONE OF YOU SHUT UP!!!  ---------------

LOGICO: It was him… IRRATINO: Logico, look closer. --------------

The body, and the culprit, are right in front of the Ancient Ruins. Midnight I begins to charge up energy. Chalk clutches Amaranth and runs. Midnight grabs his son.

MIDNIGHT I: If you tell anyone about this, I will kill you.

The bird begins digging below the ruins, revealing an oil deposit. 

MIDNIGHT I: This is where we will build. And everywhere they stand. -----------

A third voice enters the present.

OBSIDIAN: I found them, and I figured out their plan. And they promised to ruin my life if I exposed them… but I called their bluff. I took the fall, busted out, and then laid low until I could find the evidence I needed. This place is that evidence. IRRATINO: How did you figure it out? OBSIDIAN: The ruins explain themselves in plain sight.

‘I RULE ANON’.

‘LUNAR ONE I’.

‘AUREOLINN’.

‘AN OIL RUNE’.

OBSIDIAN: Come on - the premiere starts soon.

Irratino jumps up with determination. 

IRRATINO: Logico! Come on!

But Logico is staring at the ceiling, extremely distracted. They’ve found the answer behind everything - what could he possibly be focusing on??

Inside Logico’s head, he still sees Midnight I, tearing away the ground, seemingly taking lightning from the sky and using it to charge his own body. The horrible man opens his single eye suddenly.

It looks exactly like Logico’s.

Irratino, unaware of what he’s seeing, has to pull him out of the room and rush to the theater, where they can save the world, once and for all?

The end!

wow

well... wish me luck ;w; <3 (please)

the end is near.

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[didierleclair]

How to talk about Thelonious Monk without mentioning his peculiarity? This man was a singular jazz player. The piano had no secret for him. We owe him many jazz standards that musicians play routinely. Numbers like “Round Midnight” popularized by Miles Davis, “Ruby, my dear”, “Well, you needn’t” and many others.

Monk lived in New York for many years, and you can hear the traffic and the buzzing city in his playing. Thelonious Monk played the keys like a cat on a hot tin roof. Always tipping close to the edge, you’d think he won’t be able to come back on time to the riff (the melody). But Monk will be there, stamping his foot under the piano and readjusting his ring on his little finger.

All jazz musicians admired Thelonious Monk as an original jazz pianist. He struggled with his mental health at a certain point in his life, stopped playing, took refuge at a Baroness home. But he left us a magnificent body of work.

Comment parler de Thelonious Monk sans mentionner son excentricité ? Cet homme était un jazzman particulier. Le piano n’avait aucun secret pour lui. On lui doit de nombreux standards de jazz que les musiciens jouent tout le temps. Des morceaux comme « Round Midnight » que Miles Davis a rendu populaire, « Ruby, my dear », « Well, you needn’t » et plusieurs autres.

Monk a vécu plusieurs années à New York et on peut entendre le trafic et les bruits de la ville dans son style musical. Il jouait sur son clavier comme un chat sur un toit de taule brûlant. Toujours près du bord, on ne s’imaginait pas qu’il arriverait à revenir à temps dans le refrain. Mais Monk revenait toujours à temps, tapant du pied sous son piano et réajustant la bague sur son petit doigt.

Tous les musiciens admiraient Thelonious Monk pour son originalité. Il a souffert de maladie mentale à un certain moment de sa vie, arrêta de jouer et se réfugia au domicile d’une Baronne. Mais il nous a laissé une œuvre magnifique.

[annislittleshopofhorrors]

So back to business and just because nobody cares. (screenshots: CET) So the time stamp doesn't match the day light. 😉 Thanks to @jaqui-has-a-conspiracy-theory* the time stamp might be the time when her sister sent her the pics.

Just my two cents because nobody asked for it 😂. I can't get rid of the thought that she planned to story these pics the same time when he drops the teaser. So maybe she planned another post for today when the trailer should have dropped. (Is it just me who thinks it looks like a petty ex 😂😂😂)

*Jaqui: can you please change your name, it's too long 😂

[brickcentral]

🥳 10TH ANNIVERSARY PHOTO CONTEST

Hi team,@archiminibricks here 

Did you hear that BrickCentral is 10 years old?? Quite a while isn't it? 

Time for a little reminder of that, this month's theme is about candles.

Great to have them with you when you take a “good” shortcut, just down the left, behind the trash bins, now just half an hour that way, turn right near that sauer and after reaching big rusty pipes, you know that you are officially lost.

Ideas for lighting the candles? 

I used batteries chains of Christmas lights which are really, really small and cheap. One light is stuffed into the candle and the other one is behind the flame. LED panel was at the top to give small back-top lighting on minifigures but 90% of light was from these small lights. Long 2sec exposure did the trick to provide good candle light…light

I used Photoshop originally to hide LED wires and it is a really simple edit. But there is also Photopea, free online editing software. I redo that photo again here to show you how easy it is. Tool is called a clone stamp and you clone part of the image near the subject you want to hide and you paint with a cloned texture on it - easy peasy. It took 5 min total in my picture and to be honest my wire hiding was really sloppy.

Spending more time on wire hiding reduces your time in digital hiding and otherwise.

So candles, up !! Let's take some photos !!

📜 THE RULES:

▫️ Take a NEW photo of LEGO with a lit brick-built candle in it

▫️ Include "My entry to #bc_tenyearsofbc photo contest on @brickcentral" in your caption

IMPORTANT! We don't always see your photos in the hashtag so the safest way to get your entry seen is by posting it on our Discord.

Multiple entries are always allowed.

🗓️ CLOSING DATE: Apr 27 22:00 CET

🏆 PRIZES:

🥇 Contest Winners:

One (1) Cozy House 31139 set

🔎 IMPORTANT FINE PRINT:

▫️ Must be 18+ to be eligible to win (no proxies allowed)

▫️ Shipping from LEGO is available to your country

▫️ Prizes are subject to availability and can be changed

▫️ Winners must respond within 48 hours 

▫️ Customs are the winner's responsibility

- @archiminibricks

[maxverstepponme]

Hi again Steppy, I know you always want proof when someone claims something. I just wrote that Kelly is partying tonight at Maison Fonfon in Monaco. Here you can see the restaurant posted by her friend Maria Sole before the party started tonight. By the way, it was 8 PM and not 10 PM CET. You can see it is the same restaurant that Victoria posted on her IG of their little intimate birthday party with the three children.

Here’s the time stamp just in case

[heavenforblog1111]

Mask off is one of the most popular songs by Future released on 18th April 2017. Song Meaning and Explanation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xvZqHgFz51I The song is a lot about Future's past. Mask on and off is probably Future contemplating whether he should show his true colors to the audience listening to the song. Mask on is when he feels he should not open up about his past and mask off is when he decides to open up regardless. Future is referring to his time in the past when he was part of the gang(probably he still is). The video depicts violence and breaking the law which could have been Future's lifestyle in the past. Putting masks on and off was something Future probably did with his gang members all the time. Another meaning of mask on and off could also be that while doing crimes, gangs normally put on masks, however Future doesn't care who witnesses him doing the crime so he puts off the mask. Also, he is referring to dr*g use that he indulged in the past or maybe still does in the present. That is what is meant by perc*cets and m*lly. He advices guys to focus on earning money and not running after women. Future came from a poor background living on food stamps. However, rapping and making music lifted him from the streets to a totally different lifestyle wherein he was able to afford almost anything he wanted. He got all the money and power he ever wanted. So, the song is the story about Future's lifestyle in the past be it gang activity, dr*g abuse, etc and how he rose from the streets to the man that he is today. This was my interpretation of the song and what I think the song is about. Let me know your opinion in the comments below.

[introvertedlass]

I have no idea about the time stamps. Maybe someone else does?// Anni got the pic on her blog. The time stamp for when it was posted was 15:37:52 and it was taken at 15:36:05 today in Anni’s time zone which is CET

https://www.tumblr.com/annislittleshopofhorrors/723739350830071809/can-you-show-us-the-times-justins-pics-were-taken?source=share

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[dreamings-free]

oh no Isaac 😫🦟 31/1/24 *

[todaysdocument]

Flight Plan for Mercury-Atlas Mission 6, the first American orbital spaceflight. Flight plan dated 12/21/1961. 

File Unit: Flight Plan for Mercury Atlas Mission 6, 12/21/1961 - 12/21/1961

Series: Source Files on Project Mercury, 1952 - 1968

Record Group 255: Records of the National Aeronautics and Space Administration, 1903 - 2006

Transcription:

[page 1] 

[stamp at top of page: "FLIGHT OPERATIONS DIVISION JAN 2 1962"]

[handwritten in upper right corner: "C. C. Kraft, Jr."]

[printed in upper right corner: "Copy"]

[handwritten note: "Who has priority for Astro contact between ATS + KNO on 2nd orbit?"]

[handwritten note: "file copy"]

FLIGHT PLAN

FOR

MERCURY-ATLAS MISSION 6

NATIONAL AERONAUTICS AND SPACE ADMINISTRATION

MANNED SPACECRAFT CENTER

Langley Air Force Base, Va.

December 21, 1961

[page 2]

MA-6 FLIGHT PLAN

Standard reports during powered flight every 30 seconds.

Report: Fuel, cabin pressure, O2 quantity, amps, comments.

00:02:11 Report BEOO

00:02:34 Report tower jettison

00:04:20 CapCom reports MCC is GO

00:04:30 Astro reports he is GO

00:05:04 Report SEOO - Cap Sep

00:05:  - Report turnaround and retro attitude

00:05:  - CapCom reports "GO" condition - orbit capability and Astro reports switch positions

00:06:  - BDA gives Atsro retrofire times. CET check

00:08:  - Control systems check - check all control modes.

00:16:30 Blood pressure measurement over CYI

00:24:00 60° yaw maneuver to check ability to determine yaw ref. thru periscope.

00:28:00 Dark side checklist - includes control sys. warmup and check. (All axis MP and FBW)

00:30:00 Make 30 minute report to ZZB

00:43:00 Night horizon check - checks reference capability at night using window pitch, roll, and yaw maneuver

00:44:00 IOS flare observation - CET check

00:54:  - Astro maintains 0, 0, 34 on FBW to determine capability on dark side.

00:56:00 30 minute report.  Blood pressure, vision test, exercise etc.

01:04:00 All systems HF check

01:10:10 Star navigation capability

01:12:00 First meal

01:16:00 Go thru pre-retro checklist

01:2---    Observe sunrise. Go to ASCS in preparation for GO NO-GO decision at GYM

01:34:00 30 minute report to MCC

01:40:00 CET check, HF check from Astro

01:44:00 All stations HF check

01:49:00 Day horizon check - checks reference capability in daylight using window pitch, roll, and yaw maneuver

01:54:00 180° yaw maneuver (Gyro's free)

02:01:00 30 minute report to ZZB

02:14:00 IOS flare observation

02:17:00 Star tracking

02:28:00 Observe cities if possible

02:29:00 30 minute report, blood pressure, vision, exercise, etc.

02:37:00 Night observations and stra tracking, star observations, etc.

02:45:00 Second meal on ASCS

02:53:00 Go thru pre-retro checklist

02:58:00 Go to ASCS - make GO NO-GO decision on 3rd orbit

03:07:00 30 minute report - blood pressure, etc.

03:09:00 Weather observation

03:25:00 30 minute report - blood pressure, etc.

03:37:00 Night observation - stars, etc.

03:56:00 30 minute report - command voice check

04:15:00 Begin preparation for retrofire

04:18:00 Occulogyric test

04:20:00 Thruster warmup of Man. Cont. Sys.

04:22:00 Go thru equip. stowage and pre-retro checklist with HAW CapCom.

04:30:00 Exercise - ready to control retrofire

04:32:28 Retro sequence

04:32:58 Retrofire on ASCS - Man. backup

04:41:00 MCC give IP, recovery time, etc.

[whaler13bg]

Tree, JustJared and time stamps

So what happened last evening.

1. Tree sent JJ the text for the article and probably told them to wait for the pics. This is a routine PR work, nothing unusual. Toe's account is a tool nothing more or less.

2. Someone in JustJared was too fast and created the article then the url was sent to Google for indexation, this is probably happened automatically.

3. Toe's account posted pics. IMO Tree was a little late, but she had a reason.

4. Then JJ uploaded the pics and made the article public. It took them less than 30 minutes. For comparison it took other outlets like 4-5 or more hours.

5. Google automats created another indexation for the article. So if you dig deep you'll find two Google indexations, one is two hours prior and one for the pics is two hours after IG stories were posted on toe's IG account.

PS My phone is on CET.

[thebookworm-lebouquineur]

ANOTHER GRAFFITI ARTIST / WRITER: REVS’SUBWAY NYC

Page 1 of many - “To Joe Public: You might be askin yourself right now, what is this shit…what is this all about? Its about a kid who is just livin his life and tellin his story. The only one he knows how.”

"A Joe Public : Vous vous demandez peut-être en ce moment, qu'est-ce que c'est que cette merde... de quoi s'agit-il ? Il s'agit d'un enfant qui ne fait que vivre sa vie et raconter son histoire. La seule qu'il connaisse."

 Text is broken up by gaps in the wall: PAGE 22 (BTK) OF STILLWELL — WE WERE BOTH CHECKIN SHIT OUT MY PIECE ROLLED IN + THERE ON IR … ABOVE ME THAT … WE GO THRU THE … WRITES … THEN HE POINTS … A FEW SECONDS OF … HE NIPPED ME BUT I LET IT GO … BECOME FRIENDS—HE HAD A … WHO WROTE … I GOT TO KNOW … BKLYN WRITERS … NSA. ETC ONE DAY ME + IR … LUNCH AT THIS … ON  SMITH ST — I BOCKROCKED … MEAT — HE DIDN’T ROCK … ASTOR DT CAUGHT ME + CUTTED ME IN THE BACK … + HE LET ME GO … LUCKY – REVS!

Le texte est découpé par des trous dans le mur : PAGE 22 (BTK) DE STILLWELL - NOUS ÉTIONS TOUS LES DEUX EN TRAIN DE VÉRIFIER MON MORCEAU ROULÉ + LÀ SUR IR ... AU-DESSUS DE MOI QUE ... NOUS PASSONS PAR LE ... ÉCRIT ... PUIS IL POINTE ... QUELQUES SECONDES DE ... IL M'A PINCÉ MAIS J'AI LAISSÉ TOMBER ... DEVENIR AMIS - IL AVAIT UN ... QUI A ÉCRIT ... J'AI APPRIS À CONNAÎTRE ... LES ÉCRIVAINS DE BKLYN ... NSA. ETC. UN JOUR, J'AI DÉJEUNÉ AVEC LUI ... SUR LA RUE SMITH - J'AI FAIT DU ROCK ... DE LA VIANDE - IL N'A PAS FAIT DE ROCK ... ASTOR M'A ATTRAPÉ + M'A COUPÉ DANS LE DOS ... + IL M'A LAISSÉ PARTIR ... CHANCEUX - REVS !

 PAGE 25 OF MANY 1/16/98 LUCKY ME, TOOK ALL MY DOE THAT I SAVED UP FOR 3 YEARS ABOUT 6 GRAND THAT WAS 2 JOBS — SODA CAN CHANGE + THE SELLIN OF SOME SHIT — MY LIFE SAVINGS — WENT DOWN TO ATLANTIC CITY WITH HOPE, J. YOUNG AND BLITZ — PUT IT ALL ON RED!!! AND CAME BACK TO BKLYN WITH 12 GEES! GEE. MAN IT FELT GOOD — IT WAS ABOUT TIME!! THANKX – REVZ

PAGE 25 DE BEAUCOUP 1/16/98 J'AI EU DE LA CHANCE, J'AI PRIS TOUTE MA FORTUNE QUE J'AVAIS ÉCONOMISÉE PENDANT 3 ANS - ENVIRON 6 000 $, SOIT 2 EMPLOIS - LE SODA PEUT CHANGER + LA VENTE DE QUELQUES MERDES - MES ÉCONOMIES DE TOUTE UNE VIE - JE SUIS DESCENDUE À ATLANTIC CITY AVEC ESPOIR, J. YOUNG ET BLITZ - METTEZ TOUT EN ROUGE !!! ET JE SUIS REVENU À BKLYN AVEC 12 MILLIERS DE DOLLARS ! GEE. MEC, ÇA FAIT DU BIEN - IL ÉTAIT TEMPS !! MERCI - REVZ

 page 27 of many We were scopin out the station when we ran into "EK" & "TP" (ter dodes) told em i was gonna do whole car top to bottom - them looked surprised cause 86st aint that kind of lam up - whon went in i realized there was nowdy to pull it off so we du    - the train was dark bombed!!! damn what a great smell! them were ikin purple mops awe used paint...

Page 27 de beaucoup - Nous étions en train de sortir de la gare quand nous sommes tombés sur "EK" et "TP" (ter dodes) et leur avons dit que j'allais faire tout le wagon de haut en bas - ils avaient l'air surpris parce que la 86ème n'était pas du tout comme ça - quand nous sommes entrés, j'ai réalisé qu'il n'y avait plus rien à faire, alors nous avons du - le train était noir comme une bombe !!! putain quelle bonne odeur ! c'était comme des serpillières violettes, nous avons utilisé de la peinture...

 PAGE 37 OF MANY 5/22/98 … ALWAYS FIGHTIN WITH EACH … TAN AND SKINNY HE REMINDS ME OF SPONE … REAL FOUL MOUTH … THEY USED TO CURSE THEIR MOTHER — IT WAS FUNNY — THEY WERE LIKE A COMEDY TEAM!! ID GO TO THEIR HOUSE + LISTEN TO KISS AND CHRIS WOULD RECITE “SATURDAY NITE LIVE” WITH “JANE YOU IGNORANT SLUT!” + WHEN THIS MAN WOULD GET MAD CHRIS WOULD TELL HER “HEY”… |

PAGE 37 DE BEAUCOUP DE 5/22/98 ... TOUJOURS À SE BATTRE AVEC CHACUN ... BRONZÉ ET MAIGRE IL ME RAPPELLE LE SPONE ... VÉRITABLE BOUCHE FÉTIDE ... ILS AVAIENT L'HABITUDE DE MAUDIRE LEUR MÈRE - C'ÉTAIT DRÔLE - ILS ÉTAIENT COMME UNE ÉQUIPE DE COMIQUES ! J'ALLAIS CHEZ EUX, J'ÉCOUTAIS LES BAISERS ET KRIS RÉCITAIT "SATURDAY NITE LIVE" AVEC "JANE, ESPÈCE DE SALOPE IGNORANTE !" + QUAND CET HOMME SE METTAIT EN COLÈRE, CHRIS LUI DISAIT "HEY"...

 NO RIGHTS… PAGE 38 OF MANY 5/22/98 THEN THERE WAS THIS FAT OLD LADY WITH A CANE WHO LIVED NEXT DOOR TO FELIX — SHE HAD DYED CURLY BLONDE HAIR — WED PLAY PUNCH BALL IN FRONT OF FELIX’S BUILDING + SHE’D STORM THE STOOP + RIFF HARD! SHE’D TELL US “GO AWAY” — “PLAY IN FRONT OF YOUR OWN BUILDING” … DONT LIVE HERE! WED SAY YEAH “FELIX” LIVE HERE + SHE’D SAY SO WHAT! … PLAYIN ON THE SIDEWALK OR HANGIN ON THE STOOP! SO WE… – REVS DOOLES-

PAS DE DROITS... PAGE 38 DE BEAUCOUP 5/22/98 ALORS IL Y AVAIT CETTE VIEILLE GROSSE DAME AVEC UNE CANNE QUI VIVAIT À CÔTÉ DE FELIX - ELLE AVAIT TEINT LES CHEVEUX BLONDS BOUCLÉS - MARIÉ JOUER AU PUNCH BALL DEVANT L'IMMEUBLE DE FELIX + ELLE PRENAIT D'ASSAUT LE PERRON + RIFF DUR ! ELLE NOUS DISAIT "ALLEZ-VOUS-EN" - "JOUEZ DEVANT VOTRE PROPRE IMMEUBLE" ... NE VIVEZ PAS ICI ! ON DISAIT "OUI, FÉLIX" HABITE ICI + ELLE DISAIT "ET ALORS ?" ... JOUER SUR LE TROTTOIR OU S'ACCROCHER SUR LE PERRON ! ALORS ON... - REVS DOOLES-

 PAGE 91 OF MANY 2/20/99 THERE WAS NO SUCH THING AS YUPPIES BACK THEN SCOOTIN ROUND IN THEIR SAABS AND BMWS – EATIN FAKE GOURMET FOOD AND 7 GRAIN BREAD MOST OF US GREW UP ON WONDER BREAD WITH PEANUT BUT & JELLY OR BOLOGNA SANDWICHES (WITH MUSTARD)! WATCHIN ZOOM ON T.V. OR SESAME STREET OR SIGMUND + THE SEAMONSTER OR FAT ALBERT OR THE BUGS BUNNY ROAD RUNNER SHOW — YEAH … WAKIN UP AT 5AM ON A SATURDAY MORNIN + WATCHIN CARTOONS!! WHATS UP DOC?? REVS

PAGE 91 DE BEAUCOUP DE 2/20/99, IL N'Y AVAIT PAS DE YUPPIES À L'ÉPOQUE QUI SE PROMENAIENT DANS LEURS SAABS ET BMW - MANGEANT DE LA FAUSSE NOURRITURE GASTRONOMIQUE ET DU PAIN AUX 7 CÉRÉALES ; LA PLUPART D'ENTRE NOUS AVONS GRANDI AVEC DU PAIN MIRACULEUX AVEC DU BEURRE DE CACAHUÈTE & DE LA GELÉE OU DES SANDWICHES À LA MORTADELLE (AVEC DE LA MOUTARDE) ! REGARDER ZOOM SUR T.V. OU SESAME STREET OU SIGMUND + LE SEAMONSTER OU FAT ALBERT OU LE BUGS BUNNY ROAD RUNNER SHOW - OUAIS ... SE RÉVEILLER À 5H DU MATIN UN SAMEDI MATIN + REGARDER DES DESSINS ANIMÉS ! QU'EST-CE QU'IL Y A DE MIEUX ? REVS

 ​PAGE 143 OF MANY 10/14/99 PERSONALITIES — LOUD POLITICS IN THE HARDCORE WORLD … GAME I KNOW — WHOSE DOWN — WHOSE “COOL,” WHO AINT!! — A SOCIAL GAME … ANTI-SOCIAL PEOPLE! — JUST LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE BUT HOT … DIFFERENT IS THERES NO OFFICIAL FORMULA, WRITTEN RULES OR LEGAL … JUST UNDERSTOOD ONES! BUT ITS STILL BETTER THAN ALL THE SHIT THATS OUT THERE — THE LITTLE SCAM AT CBGBS WAS FOR 1 PERSON DAY … GET STAMPED + THEN TRANSFER IT TO AS MANY FRIENDS AS POSSIBLE (FRESH INK) – REVS

PAGE 143 DE NOMBREUSES PERSONNALITÉS DU 14/10/99 - LA POLITIQUE BRUYANTE DANS LE MONDE DU HARDCORE ... JEU QUE JE CONNAIS - DONT LE BAS - DONT LE "COOL", QUI N'EST PAS ! - UN JEU SOCIAL ... DES GENS ANTISOCIAUX ! - COMME TOUT CE QUI N'EST PAS CHAUD ... DIFFÉRENT EST QU'IL N'Y A PAS DE FORMULE OFFICIELLE, DE RÈGLES ÉCRITES OU LÉGALES ... JUSTE DES RÈGLES COMPRISES ! MAIS C'EST QUAND MÊME MIEUX QUE TOUTES LES MERDES QUI EXISTENT - LA PETITE ARNAQUE CHEZ CBGBS ÉTAIT POUR 1 JOUR-PERSONNE ... SE FAIRE TAMPONNER + PUIS LE TRANSFÉRER À AUTANT D'AMIS QUE POSSIBLE (ENCRE FRAÎCHE) – REVS

 PAGE 221 OF MANY MIR (BTK) DIED IN 87 — HE WAS DRIVIN ON THE BQE … SOMETHING HAPPENED TO THE CAR — HE GOT OUT TO LOOK — A DRUNK OFF DUTY COP SWERVED INTO HIM + KILLED HIM — HE WAS SUPPOSED TO PICK ME UP — I KNOW IF I WAS THERE … OUT TOO! IT AINT SMART TO HANG BY A DEAD CAR IN A LIVE LANE. BUT WHEN YOUR 18-19 YOU DONT KNOW NO BETTER — NOTHIN HAPPENED TO THE COP CAUSE COPS PROTECT YOUR OWN … ONE OF A BILLION INSTANCES… |

PAGE 221 DE NOMBREUX MIR (BTK) SONT MORTS EN 87 - IL CONDUISAIT SUR LE BQE ... QUELQUE CHOSE EST ARRIVÉ À LA VOITURE - IL EST SORTI POUR REGARDER - UN FLIC IVRE HORS SERVICE A FAIT UNE EMBARDÉE SUR LUI + L'A TUÉ - IL ÉTAIT CENSÉ ME PRENDRE - JE SAIS SI J'ÉTAIS LÀ ... DEHORS AUSSI ! C'EST PAS TRÈS MALIN DE SE RETROUVER À CÔTÉ D'UNE VOITURE MORTE SUR UNE VOIE DE CIRCULATION. MAIS QUAND TU AS 18-19 ANS, TU NE SAIS PAS CE QUI T'ARRIVE - RIEN N'EST ARRIVÉ AU FLIC PARCE QUE LES FLICS PROTÈGENT LES SIENS ... UN CAS SUR UN MILLIARD ...

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[dramarising-replacement]

Sorry, had to sleep

So.. I've been stalking this blog for a while, but in my almost 5 years on FR I didn't expect that I would have a story to share. I do now.

A bit of quick background info; I live in Europe, so my timezone is CET+1 which means I'm FR+9. I exalt and flip fodder as a main source of income on the site. Because of this, it's not uncommon for people to message me, asking to buy a fodder dragon. I'm always more than happy to sell them or trade for another dragon and I've never really had a bad experience with people. Usually they're super nice when asking!

Not this one user tho.

I woke up this morning to a few pings and pms. Not uncommon, so I went to check. One was just Baldwin telling me he was finished cooking up some snow but the other one was a comment on my profile by user L.

I went to check, but the comment had been deleted. I didn't think a lot about it, it might just have been a simple mistake or something. So I went to take a look at my pms. I had two. From the same user. L again. First message was pretty standard for someone looking to buy fodder.

The second message however, made me scratch my head a little.

Please notice that these two messages were only 50 mins apart. I went to check the users profile, thinking that they might be a new or younger user, so I wanted to assure them that I was not angry, offended or anything like that, I was simply asleep.

However, I was met by this screen:

Now I was just confused.

I went to a few of my friends and talked about the issue, one of them suggested me to post on the dragon in questions bio, saying that I'm willing to sell the dragon but I am unable to contact them. Just in case they were checking up on the dragon again. Here is the text, in case anyone want to know what I wrote:

Another one of my friends went and took at look at Ls profile, they didn't message L or anything like that. I told them not to, since I didn't wanna cause anything bad to happen. My friend then sent me two images of text from Ls profile:

Alright then... An image of what type of person I was dealing with was starting to become clearer. I stayed calm though. I've interacted with neuro atypical people before and for the most part, they're very sweet, if a little awkward at times. Might explain why they blocked me. Could have been a moment of anxiety.

Curiosity then got the better of me and I went to the 'Post Your Current Thought' thread to sniff around.

And I. Struck. GOLD.

All my pity and goodwill towards this user, dissapeared faster than the fucking Tidelord.

Please notice the time stamps here for everything. They messaged me first at 16:10 FR time, then made a follow-up message at 17:00. By no later than 17:11! God. Dang. 11 MINUTES later, they wrote this! And by the way, this timespace for me, was between 01 and 03 AM. I was sleeping you absolute daft doorknob! How do you even live your life with that lack of patience?

I still have the dragon. I'm still willing to sell it to them. But I will demand they apologise to me for acting like an entitled, impatient, bratty kid. And having aspergers is no excuse for acting like this.

Don't play the fucking victim card like this for pity points because I wasn't online at 01 AM due to the friggin' rotation of the god damn earth!

Moral of the story? Timezones exist. Please be patient with people. I hope you enjoyed my journey! In case images aren't working here's a link to the imgur.

[frgt-me-not]

M.list | Teenage Dirtbag

Genre: Social media au, written au, enemies to lovers (because who isn’t a hoE for that)

Pairing: Roommate!Yoongi x reader 

Updates: (every day between 20:00 and 23:00 CET)

Summary: Being an impulsive teenager was never really your kind of thing. At least, not until you stumble upon a craigslist ad for a cheap apartment in Seoul that seems almost too good to be true. Despite your family’s desperate pleads for you to stay away from the big city, you pack your bags and move across the country to find a roommate who isn’t everything you’d hoped for…

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Status: on going

A/N: Y’all have absolutely no idea how much I’ve actually missed writing, I really I hope this is something that you guys will like, and even if you don’t then, at least,,,, I like it. Please never hesitate to send me an ask or a message (I love getting in contact with you all) - This time around I’ve actually tried to make the time stamps right, but some might still be wrong.

(Also, sorry in advance for any typical fanfic clichés, I can’t contain myself)

☾ Teaser

☾ Profiles

☾ Part 1 ~ Leonardo DiCaprio

☾ Part 2 ~ Hush Child

☾ Part 3 ~ Mr. Rodgers

☾ Part 4 ~ Just for the thrill of it

☾ Part 5 ~ The Metro

☾ Part 6 ~ Die By Morning

☾ Part 7 ~ Upsetting the cat gods

☾ Part 8 ~ Strawberry Milk

☾ Part 9 ~ Tripping

☾ Part 10 ~ Thou shalt not murder

☾ Part 11 ~ Satanic cult

☾ Part 12 ~ Staring contest

☾ Part 13 ~ Humpfh

☾ Part 14 ~ Middle School

[mxdisney]

HARD DEADLINES VS. SOFT DEADLINES

There’s been quite a lot of chatter about this issue lately. It’s been up for debate before, but is due for a new round, so I’d like to welcome anyone with an opinion on the matter to join the debate! If you do not feel comfortable voicing your opinion on this in public, you can email me any time at missdisneys@gmail.com. Already I’m getting arguments from both sides, but I want to hear from as many of you as possible. Tell me which you’d prefer, and your arguments for why.

Recently I was emailed with an alternative to the hard deadlines that I believe could work, so I’m leaving it up to you guys to tell me which version you’d want going forward. If the majority consensus is to switch to a soft deadline, this change will be implemented with the start of MD21. Here are your options:

1. Hard deadline

A hard deadline is what we are currently using. Deadlines are given long in advance and are absolute. They apply equally to everyone, and there is no leniency.

2. Soft deadline

A soft deadline would also apply equally to everyone. A contestant can deliver their video entry up to 50 minutes late, with a 1 point penalty for every commenced 5 minutes past the original deadline. In other words, if you are 12 minutes late, you will lose 3 points, but will otherwise be given a judging. If you would only receive 7 points from a round, and are more than 30 minutes late, this also means you will be given 0 points for your entry. Because I have to be actively online during the deadline, to mark time stamps, and because I cannot stay up longer than midnight, this means the original deadline will be moved to 23:00 CET instead of 23:59 CET. The downside to this alternative is therefore that the deadline will be moved an hour, and the absolute deadline will be 10 minutes earlier than what it is today.

Share your thoughts, either as a reply / reblog to this image, by Tumblr message, or by email as previously mentioned. Asks may not be answered, but will be read. Anon asks will not bear as much weight, as I cannot be sure if I am being messaged by multiple people or just one, and I want to decide based on the majority concensus. However, if the arguments are valid, they will also be taken into consideration. So without further ado, this is your chance to let your voice be heard!

[!] NOTE: Previous messages have been read and will also be taken into consideration, but if you wish to reiterate your point for the sake of this debate, you are free to do so.