#Helicopter Escape

[rodgermalcolmmitchell]

Do you consider yourself to be creative? Here's how to be more creative.

My wife of 64 years died in 2021, and I was lost. She was my emotional support, and for a while, I was bereft of her stability which gave me purpose. After several months of pain, I began to realize three things. She would have told me that just as she was my support, I was her support, and I had the means to do for myself what I had been doing for her, so “stop feeling sorry for yourself and…

[phantomhivewooltailcoat]

Everything Is Normal au where Ciel is eager to start boarding school so he can get a break from his overbearing nanny butler, Sebastian. To his horror, he arrives to freshmen orientation to discover that Sebastian has started a teaching position at the school to keep an eye on him

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Escape to Witch Mountain John Hough. 1975

UFO Penon Peak Trail, Santa Lucia Preserve, Carmel-By-The-Sea, CA 93923, USA See in map

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[robin-hood-for-freedom]

People who are like 'oh I cant read fantasy without imagining overthrowing the monarchy' are so fucking weak. I read the most pro-CIA spy thrillers and it doesnt phase me one bit, because I know what fiction is.

[longeyelashedtragedy]

For a few years when I was young my dad and I would go on what we called "bagel walks" early every Sunday.

We'd leave my mom and sister at home--my sister was kind of too little and annoying, and my mom wasn't interested. Though I've always been very much Mommy's Girl (sigh), the side of me that approaches the word with a certain type of romanticism and a love for curiosity and learning for curiosity and learning's sake, comes from my dad, so this makes sense.

We followed the same routine--leave and go to the deli across the street and get two mini cartons of orange juice, and then walk to the bagel store a few blocks away to get two plain bagels with scallion cream cheese. Sometimes the bagel store was closed and we'd have to get them at the deli, but those were the Inferior Bagels. Then we'd walk a couple blocks down to these benches here, where we'd settle in:

From these benches we'd have a perfect view of the buildings of the financial district. I'm sitting here right now, and it looks like this:

Of course it looked somewhat different then! For example, I'm old so the twin towers were still there 🫢😳. Tbh, even though they built a new building there, the huge blue one in the middle in the back, the skyline still looks like it has a hole in it? Anyway, my dad worked in one of these buildings and so every week I'd ask him about all of them. Who works in it, where is it, what are the little buildings you can see on the waterfront, etc. I think sometimes he'd quiz me on them. We'd watch the boats and the ferry and the helicopters at the landing pad thing right across. I was always disappointed to walk back home. One time at school we got an assignment to make a kids' picture book, and I did one called "Bagel Walks."

Why am I writing this? Idk? I'm walking here and it's a beautiful day with almost no humidity (unheard of in late July) and I'm just thinking. One of my assignments is to re-frame my childhood. I wasn't in the danger my brain thought it was. I'm not sure if this little tradition would attach itself in the same way to the mind of an adult. I'm so glad it was like that then, and so glad I have these memories, and so glad that so much has changed for me and around me but I can still sit here where I did years ago. With a huge iced coffee and tragic gluten issues and I don't like orange juice, sure. But still.

[shallowrambles]

So I've been thinking. It's funny how enjoying meta is somewhat embedded with trust.

Like, if you're "friends" and have followed a person for a long time, you have more a sense of their values, and it's easier to read their difficult meta because you trust more that they're being charitable/nuanced.

If you don't know them, it's harder to trust that they're not funneling difficult topics into rationalization of liking/supporting gross shit.

[seashoreships]

guys. dont escape 4 deserves a bigger fan base.... just went thru the tag and only found a handful of fanart. do better

[clarabowmp3]

had a criminal boyfriend for all of 3 min I was livingggg the please please please mv

[stairnaheireann]

#OTD in 1973 – Mountjoy Prison Helicopter Escape | The IRA use a hijacked helicopter to free three of their members from the exercise yard of Mountjoy Prison, Dublin.

Early that day, an IRA member had hijacked an Alouette II helicopter and forced the pilot to land at the D Wing of Mountjoy Prison where they picked up the three IRA prisoners: Séamus Twomey, Chief of Staff, JB O’Hagan, Quartermaster, and Kevin Mallon, activist. Irish prison guards were not armed. The helicopter had been hired by an American two days previously for what was believed to be a…

[hasdrubal-gisco]

people mocking the police convoy escorting the israeli eurovision singer have clearly never even heard of the munich olympics. wonder what would happen to a population if you artificially selected for neuroticism

[inamindfarfaraway]

TGWDLM AU where on the way to Professor Hidgens’s house, the group see Infected Pete and Ted has a complete breakdown. These monsters got his little brother and he wasn’t even there, he didn’t protect him, didn’t look for him, didn’t even think about him - he was too busy thinking of himself, like always. Now Pete’s gone forever, because clearly whatever happened to Sam isn’t something you can come back from. He swore, he swore after Jenny that he would never feel that bad again. But this is worse. At least she didn’t die! *Audience members cringe* His brother, though, is dead. At sixteen years old. It couldn’t be Ted, the useless bastard with nothing good ahead of him. No, Ted wanted to survive. And Pete - earnest, brilliant, loving Pete, perhaps the last person on the planet to give a damn about him - paid the price for it.

This forces Emma, who has been spending the whole last year dealing with the pain of losing her sibling and not getting to say goodbye because she was off being selfish and neglecting her relationships, to realize: ‘Oh. Fuck. The sleazy asshole has feelings… that I can empathize with. Ew.’ So she tells him about Jane. Although she still hates everything else about him, a) nobody deserves to suffer through that alone, which she knows from doing it alone, and b) maybe if he starts to see her as a person with feelings too, he’ll be slightly less insufferable. And it works. The solidarity lays the foundation for a slow-burn friendship. Will they always annoy each other? Oh yes. But it’s hard to understand someone on such a raw, fundamental level and not reach out to them when you yourself also need support.

Due to his external and internal walls being shattered, Ted has to become more comfortable with vulnerability; he has to be more appreciative of and sensitive to other people. He really, really values the few relationships he has left. He and Charlotte connect more deeply while she’s concurrently processing her complex feelings about Sam and his death, and he might not leave her alone with Sam, imagining how he’d feel to be alone with Pete’s body and the alien inside it. He grows to be an actual friend to Paul and… well, Bill might not have enough time for that, but nevertheless. Maybe in this timeline, a handful of Hatchetfielders get to the PEIP helicopter together. Maybe the Hive doesn’t escape the island. Maybe PEIP figures out how destroy it.

Pete was the good one. Pete was the one with hope. But if Ted’s the one who survives, then he’ll just have to live for both of them.

Or he could let the Infected get him right away and the brothers could sing an epic duet.

@dontsteponthatfish @awigglycultist @blueskiesandstarrynights

[subsequentibis]

now begins my attempts to get friends & mutuals into metal gear solid v specifically

[orochimariobros]

Rayman Vs. the Rabbidcopter!

Does anyone remember angry Henry? No? Then here’s a reference image. Thank me later

[teapotenuse]

Leg nest

The face looks angry, but she's purring like mad

[bluepoodle7]

#Illbleed#NarrowEscapeRobotVoice#TheHelicopterInsideOfABuilding #StuffIFindInteresting

I wanted a video of the Narrow Escape robot voice when you helicopter out of battle when you are either outside or inside a building.

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Snek plays Illbleed (No Commentary) (Sega Dreamcast 2001) Part 1 (The Homerun of Death) - YouTube

[ulkaralakbarova]

In order to protect the reputation of the American space program, a team of NASA administrators turn the first Mars mission into a phony Mars landing. Under threat of harm to their families the astronauts play their part in the deception on a staged set in a deserted military base. But once the real ship returns to Earth and burns up on re-entry, the astronauts become liabilities. Now, with the help of a crusading reporter, they must battle a sinister conspiracy that will stop at nothing to keep the truth hidden. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Robert Caulfield: Elliott Gould Col. Charles Brubaker: James Brolin Kay Brubaker: Brenda Vaccaro Lt. Col. Peter Willis: Sam Waterston Cmdr. John Walker: O.J. Simpson Dr. James Kelloway: Hal Holbrook Judy Drinkwater: Karen Black Albain: Telly Savalas Hollis Peaker: David Huddleston Walter Loughlin: David Doyle Sharon Willis: Lee Bryant Betty Walker: Denise Nicholas Elliot Whitter: Robert Walden Control Room Man: James B. Sikking Capsule Communicator: Alan Fudge Vice President Price: James Karen F.B.I. Man Number 1: Jon Cedar General Enders: Hank Stohl President: Norman Bartold Dr. Bergen: Darrell Zwerling Dr. Burroughs: Milton Selzer Horace Gruning: Lou Frizzell Mrs. Peaker: Nancy Malone Jerry: Paul Picerni Alva Leacock: Barbara Bosson Reporter (uncredited): Bob Harks Film Crew: Casting: Jane Feinberg Casting: Mike Fenton Set Decoration: Rick Simpson Production Design: Albert Brenner Original Music Composer: Jerry Goldsmith Director of Photography: Bill Butler Costume Design: Patricia Norris Sound mixer: Jerry Jost Stunt Coordinator: Bill Hickman Makeup Artist: Michael Westmore Location Manager: Ron Underwood Assistant Director: Irby Smith Art Direction: David M. Haber Producer: Paul Lazarus III Director: Peter Hyams Special Effects: Henry Millar Associate Producer: Michael I. Rachmil Editor: James Mitchell Still Photographer: Bruce McBroom Script Supervisor: Marshall J. Wolins Hairstylist: Emma M. diVittorio Boom Operator: Joseph Kite Special Effects: Bruce Mattox Special Effects: Robert Spurlock Camera Operator: James R. Connell Title Designer: Dan Perri Movie Reviews: John Chard: It’s a pleasure alright, and I don’t feel guilty about it at all!. A NASA space mission up to Mars fails to get off the ground due to major technical problems. Fearing funding could be taken away and wishing to avoid embarrassment, the powers that be decide to do a fake landing in a studio. With the astronauts forced to pretend that they are actually up on Mars, and fighting with their own personal belief systems, the government executives in charge fear that the fake flight could come to light. Upon learning that the outside world actually thinks they crashed upon reentering the earths atmosphere, the astronauts run for their lives knowing that the government can’t afford for the men to stay alive. Capricorn One is an excellent conspiracy picture that sadly seems to have been largely forgotten. Even today we are still hearing mooted stories of the landing on the moon actually being fake, so here director and writer Peter Hyams takes it and crafts a thrillingly taut piece of work. At the films heart is Elliot Gould’s (his great 70s work under valued) intrepid journalist, Robert Caulfield, after being nudged in the ribs by one of his friends at NASA, is himself under threat of death from shadowy government types who will think of nothing to offing him along with the astronauts. The film is split into two very significant halves, the first half is the set up, the conversations before and after the fake landing are clever and crucially attention grabbing, and of course we get to know our characters with the right amount of time. The film then shifts for the second half into a quality thriller chase movie, our main protagonists pursued by the government assassins courtesy of two gun toting helicopters. Jerry Goldsmith’s score brilliantly becoming part of the chase sequences, making the helicopters seem like death stalking machines operated by no man alone. We even get Telly Savalas joi...