#ElectricalSurge

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Scary sight. Reposted from @jadedlotusrising Freezing temperatures in Louisiana have shut down transformers causing electrical surges such as this one. #electricalsurge #louisiana https://www.instagram.com/p/CLmuFI5An-x/?igshid=cl3a86togdh6

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Protect Against Electrical Surge

Kudos to the electricians who worked tirelessly in restoring power to Nova Scotia in the aftermath of the huge winter storm that struck their area early this month.

Electricians warn residents, however, against the possibility of power surges, which they say can still happen even after the storm has passed.

To protect yourself and your property from power surges, make sure that all your electrical equipment are unplugged so that a power surge will not affect them.

Or you may want to invest in a surge protector for your home, get in touch with your local electricians:

Columbus Ohio Electrician 1550 Old Henderson Rd, Suite 45 Columbus, OH 43220 (614) 340-2458

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Discharge ll Bill and Lt. Surge

"Easy, Jole." Bill said, his Jolteon's  body sparking with static and bolts of electricity. They were in Vermilion City, on the hill where the flat patch of land was, away from the main part of the city. Construction was once going on there, but the project had long since been forgotten.

"Just take it easy an' calm down. Focus on keeping it in..." Bill was instructing in a voice that sounded less confident than he wanted it to.

Jole was a newly evolved Jolteon, and he was still getting used to his electric powers. Bill had never had this problem with a Pokémon, so he was unsure what exactly to do.

A stray bolt of lightning escaped from the Pokémon's body, glancing Bill and hitting a street light, shorting it out. Bill sighed. He wasn't disappointed in his Pokémon, he only wanted to help.

"I jus' don't know what t' do..."

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20!

Book closest: Mary Poppins by P.L. TraversFirst thing I noticed/aka (first full line):"This time [Clair] could indulge in a sigh without hurting his feelings."

They had been talking long and hard about it; training, badges, challengers, etc. Both were hot-headed fighters, but the greatest thing was that neither would belittle the others’ talents - despite each individuals’ unique area of expertise.

"…And that’s why Electric-types are hella superior; at least, in terms of the common types found through-out Kanto,” Surge said in his usual smugness, but in all honestly, Clair could agree; with the exception of the on-again-off-again Ground-type Gym Leader of Viridian City, his electric Pokemon could hold their own against each of his fellow Kanto gym leaders.

Even Brock’s Rock types would have difficulty against the high speeds electric Pokemon were renowned for.

Clair let out an exasperated sigh, not a pompous ‘hell no you’re wrong’ sigh, but one of mutual understanding. “I feel you,” she said, looking up at him over the table, situated by the windowsill of Vermillion’s premium cafe. “I have to admit, they’re pretty formidable, even against my Dragons… not that they can’t take them on, mind you!”

Perhaps he wasn’t expecting her to come off so agreeable, but regardless, both erupted into fits of laughter. They had a lot more in common than they would initially have expected!

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"I don't get a prize? Not even a snack?" - Page 22, Scott Pilgrim vs The Universe (5)

[[ Stuck to the script, aka your headcanons. Do you like it? ]]

"Hey! What gives? I got far enough in this stupid World Tournament and I don't even get any kind of prize? I would've won if it weren't for freakishly tall over ther-"

And by there, Nate meant here, as Lt. Surge himself was towering over him looking content with his win. "You know, for a champion you're pretty weak" he teased, rubbing Nate's large mass of fluffy hair, it irritated him. 

"Congratulations on thrashing me again Surge." he grumbled, arms folded. The attendant told him there was nothing she could do, and that prizes were only handed out to the winners. He was allowed to enter the next leg if he wanted because he got far enough to qualify. Puffy red cheeks.

"Hey, lighten up pipsqueak, it was only a little fun after all. I'm sure if you trained harder you could best me eventually, even with your team so weak to Electric types" Lt. Surge boldly huffed, getting down to Nate's height. Sigh, I guess that was always an option. Train harder. Although he preferred to keep his training strictly for swimming, muscle toning and whatnot. Although everything he did seemed minuscule compared to Mr. Gigantosaurus Rex and his huge bulking muscles, he could probably roll Nate out like dough.

Of course Nate looked up to Surge, who didn't? He was an icon to males everywhere, even someone so frail as Nate. But of course, sparks only fly for so long, and Nate was adamant on crushing him like rock in a vice. "I'd prepare yourself for the next time we meet Surge! Because I'm bringing my A Game!" he gloated, standing proud with his hands on hips. Lt. Surge chuckled, walking away.

"Y-You get back here and trash talk like a man Surge!!"