#ShiSe

[lafiaso]

Watashi no na wa Kira Yoshikage. Renrei sanjyuu sansai. Jitaku wa Morioh-cho hokuto no bu no bessojidai ni ari, kekkon wa shiite-inai, Shigoto wa Kame-yu chen-ten no kai sha-in de, maiinichi osokuto mo yoru hachii-ji made ni wa kitakusuru Tabaco-o wa sumanai, sake wa tashinamu-tedo, yoru juu-ichi ji ni wa toko nitsukii, kanarazu hajii-jikan wa suii-min o toru yo-o ni shiiteiru. Neru mae ni at-ta-kae miruuku o nomi ni-juu pun hodo no suutorechi de karada o homu-shite kara toko nitsuku-to hodon do asa made jukusui-sa Akanbo no yo ni hiro ya suutoresu o noku sazu nii asa me o samaserunda. Kenko-o shintan de mo ijyo nashito iwaretaiyo. Watashi wa tsune nii kokoro o heion o ne-gate ik-terun ningen toyukoto o setsumei-shite-iru no dai-yo. Kachi make ni koda wa-tari, atama o kakaeruyoo na torabuuruu to ka, yoru mo nemurenai to ita teki o tsukuranai. Toyuu no ga watashii no shakai ni taisuru shise de ari, sorega jibun no kofuku da to toyuukoto o shiteiru. Mo-tomo tatakatte da toshitemo, watashi wa dare ni mo makenn ga ne...

[ectophasm]

my friends have told me the gbfvsr announcer is wrong, so:

[48lexr]

Day 13 (16 in base 7) of writing my novel again.

Today, in addition to adding about 700 words to Part Two, I also made a bunch of translations into Modern Ipol. I probably translated about two hundred words of English into Ipol, and I will post one snippit of it here:

Pijteshijv sispeen pijte sis Nistemiks sis Nurrif sis Leerf pifijz. Pijteshijv losr shise tismostijv sispeenes pijte sis leerfine sis koleerf pite, Ir Nusnijv, spuw's sis spine, por sisla's pijte sju sis koleerf ejr sotenaks sis Nistemiks piste.

Ipol is the language of the Hero of Life's Confederacy of Zeneste. It started as the dialect of the capital, Ir Nouzonif, where it diffused, becoming a standard language for Zeneste. It replaced Classical Zispoel as the language of government and official business one-hundred and fifty years ago.

A couple notes:

ij and uw are symbols for long i and long u respectively.

j before a vowel is the palatal glide /j/.

Nistemiks literally means "the states" but it's also the most natural translation for 'Zeneste.'

Maybe at a later date, I'll do a post that breaks down this translation, but that's all for now!

[ghostlyplacetobe]

Watashi no na wa Kira Yoshikage. Renrei sanjyuu sansai. Jitaku wa Morioh-cho hokuto no bu no bessojidai ni ari, kekkon wa shiite-inai, Shigoto wa Kame-yu chen-ten no kai sha-in de, maiinichi osokuto mo yoru hachii-ji made ni wa kitakusuru. Tabaco-o wa sumanai, sake wa tashinamu-tedo, yoru juu-ichi ji ni wa toko nitsukii, kanarazu hajii-jikan wa suii-min o toru yo-o ni shiiteiru. Neru mae ni at-ta-kae miruuku o nomi ni-juu pun hodo no suutorechi de karada o homu-shite kara toko nitsuku-to hodon do asa made jukusui-sa. Akanbo no yo ni hiro ya suutoresu o noku sazu nii asa me o samaserunda. Kenko-o shintan de mo ijyo nashito iwaretaiyo.

Watashi wa tsune nii kokoro o heion o ne-gate ik-terun ningen toyukoto o setsumei-shite-iru no dai-yo. Kachi make ni koda wa-tari, atama o kakaeruyoo na torabuuruu to ka, yoru mo nemurenai to ita teki o tsukuranai. Toyuu no ga watashii no shakai ni taisuru shise de ari, sorega jibun no kofuku da to toyuukoto o shiteiru. Mo-tomo tatakatte da toshitemo, watashi wa dare ni mo makenn ga ne...

Wow :0

[gmanwhore]

Watashi no na wa Kira Yoshikage. Renrei sanjyuu sansai. Jitaku wa Morioh-cho hokuto no bu no bessojidai ni ari, kekkon wa shiite-inai, Shigoto wa Kame-yu chen-ten no kai sha-in de, maiinichi osokuto mo yoru hachii-ji made ni wa kitakusuru. Tabaco-o wa sumanai, sake wa tashinamu-tedo, yoru juu-ichi ji ni wa toko nitsukii, kanarazu hajii-jikan wa suii-min o toru yo-o ni shiiteiru. Neru mae ni at-ta-kae miruuku o nomi ni-juu pun hodo no suutorechi de karada o homu-shite kara toko nitsuku-to hodon do asa made jukusui-sa. Akanbo no yo ni hiro ya suutoresu o noku sazu nii asa me o samaserunda. Kenko-o shintan de mo ijyo nashito iwaretaiyo.

Watashi wa tsune nii kokoro o heion o ne-gate ik-terun ningen toyukoto o setsumei-shite-iru no dai-yo. Kachi make ni koda wa-tari, atama o kakaeruyoo na torabuuruu to ka, yoru mo nemurenai to ita teki o tsukuranai. Toyuu no ga watashii no shakai ni taisuru shise de ari, sorega jibun no kofuku da to toyuukoto o shiteiru. Mo-tomo tatakatte da toshitemo, watashi wa dare ni mo makenn ga ne...

[the-arcade-doctor]

Watashi no na wa Kira Yoshikage. Renrei sanjyuu sansai. Jitaku wa Morioh-cho hokuto no bu no bessojidai ni ari, kekkon wa shiite-inai, Shigoto wa Kame-yu chen-ten no kai sha-in de, maiinichi osokuto mo yoru hachii-ji made ni wa kitakusuru. Tabaco-o wa sumanai, sake wa tashinamu-tedo, yoru juu-ichi ji ni wa toko nitsukii, kanarazu hajii-jikan wa suii-min o toru yo-o ni shiiteiru. Neru mae ni at-ta-kae miruuku o nomi ni-juu pun hodo no suutorechi de karada o homu-shite kara toko nitsuku-to hodon do asa made jukusui-sa. Akanbo no yo ni hiro ya suutoresu o noku sazu nii asa me o samaserunda. Kenko-o shintan de mo ijyo nashito iwaretaiyo.

Watashi wa tsune nii kokoro o heion o ne-gate ik-terun ningen toyukoto o setsumei-shite-iru no dai-yo. Kachi make ni koda wa-tari, atama o kakaeruyoo na torabuuruu to ka, yoru mo nemurenai to ita teki o tsukuranai. Toyuu no ga watashii no shakai ni taisuru shise de ari, sorega jibun no kofuku da to toyuukoto o shiteiru. Mo-tomo tatakatte da toshitemo, watashi wa dare ni mo makenn ga ne...

O h n o .

[zilizhou]

After I had analysed the meaning of the project, I thought about creating a work from a different perspective. Thinking in terms of sequence and time, the history of cannibalism? The first cannibal? The energy of the human body? The order of eating? The time of the disease? In the end, I chose to combine human energy with the order of eating to create a science fiction piece that would be informative and educational for the audience. So I started to think about the outline of the story, creating a disease where cannibalism leads to the failure of the human body's energies to intermingle? Then I realised that the outline was a bit confusing, so I started researching human energy, the prion principle and the details of Kuru's disease. In the course of my research, I discovered the emergence of the SHISE crowd, who consider cannibalism to be a high art, while beef and mutton are treated as low-grade meat. Their means of obtaining human flesh can be found on the internet or even purchased directly. I was disgusted and amazed. So I started researching the details. But what I found out was that humans are one of the easiest foods to catch in our society, and that ordinary people are worthless and disappear without being cared for. After the research I created two storyboards to explore the prion and the cannibalism.

[ttworks]

SHISE - From Now On (Album)

Mix - M2,4,6,7

[opucsoffice]

【神戸市】神戸市職員職務内容説明会

神戸市の仕事に興味のある方や神戸市職員への応募を検討している方を対象に『職務内容説明会（福祉・技術区分等対象）』を開催します。

福祉・土木・建築や保健師・保育士など職種区分ごとに、説明を受けながら職務現場・施設（神戸市こども家庭センターや新中央区総合庁舎など）を見学し、職場の雰囲気を体感できます。

　神戸市役所の職務内容ややりがいなどについて知っていただき、自身が働く将来像をイメージできる貴重な機会です。どなたでもご参加いただけますので、ふるってご参加ください！

https://www.city.kobe.lg.jp/a14057/shise/shokuinsaiyou/kobe/setsumei/setsumekai.html

[jpopstreaming]

🆕 「 曖昧night」 by SHISE Now available for streaming overseas! ➡ Added to our weekly playlist: https://spoti.fi/3lgjH73

[pratthanna]

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[miyotesse]

Shimmer and Sear

So, I slightly forgot to upload this yesterday! So have a bumper upload today!

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Upon arriving at a new town, Kirsikka our intrepid thief is beckoned by a mysterious woman with a tumultuous past. She has heard rumors of the deeds done by the travellers, and wishes to employ them to rescue a princess. Now that may seem like old hat, but things are not what they seem, as Kiri and Celeste soon find out. 

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Shimmer and Sear

Many call it the backbone of the world. The Union Firth, the grand waterway that splits the continent of Mahdol in two, and spreads through it like arteries and veins. Lives are lived upon its waters, and lives are lost as well. On one particular day, in the midst of autumn, when the trees were turning golden brown and the nights were drawing colder, one particular vessel was docking at a large market town. The boat of black and gold, unnamed to all but those who knew her, was tethered to the dock with heavy rope, thicker than even the ropes used to tie the great galleons further down at the coast.

“Kiri, I need you to do the shopping this time round, I have some business with the authorities here,” Celeste said as she rode down onto the wooden dock in her wheeled chair. Kirsikka brushed her brown locks aside from her face, and rolled her eyes.

“That sounds entirely unentertaining. I cannot promise I won't keep my hands to myself on this most boring of missions,” Kiri replied, her hands lightly resting upon the two handles at the back of the shiny brass and plush red velvet chair. Celeste let out a little chuckle, and shooed the girls hands away from the handles, rolling herself forwards using the wheels.

“I would expect nothing less of you. Don't forget that you need new ink, so you will need to find that somewhere too. You may buy it with any remaining funds,” she said, reaching into the pockets of the chair to pull out a small, heavy bag of coin, and a scrap of paper with words written on it in a swirling, cursive text.

“Fiiine, I will go buy you your trinkets. But I'm also gunna buy a cake, and eat it all myself, none for you,” she said with a pout. Celeste chuckled again, but did not respond, merely continuing to roll along the docks.

A few hours later, bundles of food and water hanging from her arms, Kirsikka was making her way back to the Rakas when she heard a noise.

“Psst, hey, leather girl,” a voice called from behind a large stack of barrels and crates. Kiri grinned widely, and set her shopping on the ground, casually pulling one of her knives from her boot. She paced over to the barrels, a smile on her face.

“You know, only my bandoliers are leather. The trousers are silkweave canvas, and my shirt is actually hide, not leather. It's softer. But good eye from that far,” she said, tossing the knife idly as she entered the darker area.

“Brown girl would've been a little insensitive, I think, but thank you for coming over anyway. I had hoped to speak with you about something very impotant,” the voice spoke, as a woman emerged from behind a barrel. She wore loose, baggy trousers, an armless tight shirt in vermillion red, and had white bindings wrapped around her left arm just above where her elbow should have been. Golden hair cascaded down her back, and her eyes were a fiery orange, and bore a great sadness to them.

“As much as I appreciate being lured into an alleyway by a vision of divine beauty, couldn't you have approached me like a normal person?” Kiri replied.

“It is too dangerous for me to be seen on the streets. The city guard are on the lookout for me, and if they find me, they will try to kill me,” she replied. Kiri arched an eyebrow at this.

“OK, I'm interested. What did you have to say?” Kiri asked. The woman took a deep breath.

“My name is Ling. I may not look it, but I am a member of a tribe of warriors, with many years of battle under my belt. My mother was a great hero in my home, and my father, a wanderer from the wastelands. My family were celebrated among my people as powerful leaders, sworn to protect our interests, and our lands. We fueded with many other tribes, but brought peace to our homelands, a peace that barely lasted. A wretched man, Baron Ashna, brought ruin to our sacred lifestyle, and could not be bargained with. A terrible war broke out, a war that decimated my people, and has me separated from them. I have been forced to beg and scrape to survive, taking on work whenever I could, to keep myself from wasting away even more than you see before you. Several weeks ago, I... yes?”

“Does this story have a break at some point? Only, I kinda have to go pee, and after that, I have a packed day of nothing ahead of me, so I'm busy busy busy,” Kiri replied, leaning back against the crates.

“I'm sorry that the plight of my people bores you so. Fine. I have met a woman who I owe a great debt, and before I leave this town and return to my people, I wish to free her from the local prison. I need help, because even I cannot take on dozens of armed guards alone, and without armour,” she said.

“What makes you think I can help you. Or that I even will?” Kiri asked.

“I have heard rumors. Tellings of a boat with no name, crewed by a woman who knows all secrets, and one whose momentum in a fight is never lost. They say that one is cold and distant, the other an outrageous flirt. You two arrived earlier, on a boat with no name. I took a gamble,” Ling replied. Kiri nodded her head a little, and smiled.

“Let me see what I can do, miss warrior,” she said, scooping up her belongings, and heading for the ship.

“I'm back! Did you get the shopping?” Celeste called as she tapped at the prow of the boat. Kirsikka poked her head up from the roof of the vessel, and waved idly.

“Got everything on the list, got my ink, found a cool business opportunity, and even managed to get in some practice. Oh, and I bought you some actual nice coffee, so you can finally be kind to your tastebuds,” she said, pulling herself along the boat as Celeste rolled up to the ramp.

“Hmm... you must be interested in this... opportunity... if you've neglected to ask me about my own activities,” the dark skinned woman replied, pushing herself up onto her leg, and pulling herself onto the rail attached seat that she used when driving the boat. A few catches were pulled and a lever lowered, and the metal planks that the wheeled chair rested on began to rattle, as the ramp began to slowly rise into the air, folding onto the deck with the chair on top of it.

“She's gorgeous, long golden hair, dazzling eyes, unh! I could do so many things to that woman, naughty, shocking things,” Kiri purred, rolling into her back, looking at Celeste upside down. “But yes, let's talk about your boring thing that doesn't involve a beautiful if overly verbose gift to the world,” she added, poking her tongue out.

“The negotiation went well. We will be arranging for a delivery of a dozen boxes to be taken to Yeshna, for a fee of ten thousand Denar,” she said. Kiri's eyebrows rose in surprise.

“Ten thousand? What are we shipping, slaves? I thought we didn't do that, Celly,” she said, rolling over and moving to stand.

“Calm down, we don't. I was quite emphatic about that. It's 'none of our business', so I did a little investigating, and we're taking White Tiger,” she replied.

“Drugs? Eww. Pass. You can deal with that, I'm not interested,” Kiri said, slumping back down onto the roof.

“That's perfectly fine. You'll just have to earn your own money for a while,” Celeste shot back at her with a smirk. “Well? What about your little opportunity?” she asked, using a little control panel to let the chair slide up along the solid rails towards the roof.

“You ever hear of the warriors of Tel'rethar?” the brown haired woman said.

“Can't say that I have. Why?”

“No real reason. I just think I met one of them. She seemed to be interested in a jailbreak. I'll be honest, I just want to see her fight. There was a legend about the warriors, that they only got stronger the more they got hurt, and this one's missing her arm. I get chills just thinking about it,” she said, biting her lip.

“Ah, is this the blonde? What do you see the prize to be? You can't be thinking so altruistically,” came the response.

“Well... I need to confirm it with the target, but, I think there's something more to it. You remember the time with that bard, and what went on? I've got the same tingles,” she said, rolling to her side to look at her partner.

“I have been a fool not to trust your instincts before, Kirsikka, but I must admit I am a little trepidacious. A jailbreak is no easy feat, and we are on a schedule now,” Celeste replied.

“Let me go back to her, I'll confirm a few things and come back to you,” she said, curling up slightly.

“Very well. Speak with your golden haired warrior tomorrow. And don't sleep on the roof again, you'll catch a cold. Hey. Kirsikka! Damn... you are a fool of a child,” Celeste said, as Kirsikka's breaths became more shallow, her eyes tightly shut.

[minecraftant]

hey guys? i think the cartographer’s journal (aka the 40 page journal sparklez didn’t read all the way through), is 2 different journals. there’s two different perspectives. 

pages 1-28 are written in a more scientific journal/research style, and detail from arriving on the planet until the main group is stranded after Shise stole their resources to go through the lab portal. the very last page is a cry for help

however, the very next page, is entirely in the first person (the first half used first person every now and then, but still seemed partly detached in their style of writing). the table of contents titles this page as “arachnida”

not only that, this was being written right after the group entered the planet for the first time. if this was a continuation of the last page, the writer would’ve known about the spiders, since there’s past mentions of them being attacked. this style is also a lot more personalized than the first half, but the only thing that gets me is the first sentence. if this was a new perspective or journal, why would they continue using this book? did the original author die and whoever was left wanted to recount the events so far, in their own words? why is the very last page titled “the absolute end of all things”? and the most important question, why didn’t jordan show us anything past this page?

[astralruby]

star-shise

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Old doodle of a younger Adrien Agreste from...

But it’s possible to have perfect teeth without needing braces. I’m an example. ��

That’s extremely fortunate, you’re so lucky!

I didn’t say it's impossible to have perfect teeth, let me muse about this headcanon, I’m just projecting a little lol

(Me oversharing: I had to get multiple oral surgeries around 3.5 years of braces, and I almost had to have jaw surgery. Before all that, my jaw stopped opening all the way without effort and pain and I was getting migraines, all because of my teeth.)

My full headcanon for Adrien is that his teeth weren’t necessarily crooked, it was to ensure everything grew in perfectly during those growing years because his family is rich (and maybe vain?) enough to take those steps even if it wasn’t medically necessary. It was more a cosmetic concern to put it simply, but the results contributed to that perfection.

[kipkishibe]

Watashi no na wa Kira Yoshikage. Nenre san-juu-san sai. Jitaku wa Morioh-cho hokuto bu no bessou chitai ni ari, kekkon wa shiteinai. Shigoto wa Kame Yu chuun den no kaishain de mainichi osuku tomo yoru hachi ji made niwa kitakusuru. Tabako wa suwanai, sake wa tashinamu tedo. Yoru juu-ichi niwa toko ni tsuki, kanarazu hachi jikan wa suimin o toru you ni shiteiru. Neru mae ni atatakai miruku o nomi. Nijuu bun hodo no sutorecchi de karada o hogushite kara toko ni tsukuto. Hotondo asa made jukusui sai. Akanbou no you ni hirou ya sutoresu o nokosazu ni, asa me o samaserun da. Kenkou shindan demo ijou na shito iwaretai you. Watashi wa tsuneni kokoro no heon o negatte ikiteru ningen toiu koto o setsume shiteiru noda yo. Kachimake ni kodawattari atama o kakaeru you na toraburu toka yoru mo nemurenai toitta teki o tsukuranai... toiu no ga, watashi no shakai ni taisuru shise de ari, sore ga jibun no koufuku da toiu koto o shitteiru. Mottomo tatakatta toshitemo watashi wa dare nimo maken gane.