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dimity-lawn · 1 year
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I had the WORST thought: Moist von Lipwig's gold suit, but make it ALL 1830s fashion except for the hat. Imagine the poor guy in this tragedy ridden getup in all its golden glory!
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What if the floral waistcoat had golden cabbages or stamps instead of flowers?
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N.B. If you are a fan (and possibly costumer) of 1830s fashion/historical interpreter for this era/something else of that nature, please trust that I mean no offense. I understand that everyone has different tastes and opinions, and I appreciate your interest (and work) in dress history/historical costuming/teaching history/other. I respect that, I truly do.
This being said, 1830s fashion is not to my personal taste; while I can and do make fun of historical fashions I like, I find it easier to make fun of 1830s fashions. Everything was so exaggerated, as is my level of distaste.
However, if you would like to discuss the merits of 1830s fashion (if there were any, I jest) or share your 1830s costume/antiquities/other, I will be impressed that you found this at all and then decided to respond or impressed by your dedication and work in recreating or that you have an original piece, and will still wish you well despite our different preferences.
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goodproofingwater · 4 years
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Chapter 16 | Tinder Tommy
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Words: 1953 Notes: hello my lovelies, i am so sorry that this has taken so long - i feel like this has literally been months and you deserve better! lots of shit has been happening in my life which has meant that i haven’t really had the focus to do anything but watch brooklyn 99 or peaky blinders for the 500th time, but ya girl is back for now! I hope that you are all still with me and are looking forward to seeing how Tommy works with his new found affection! This chapter pairs directly with @idesiretomhardy​‘s Mr Solomons story (in that the dialogue is the same in parts, and the timelines are the same. These stories exist in the same universe. Enjoy!
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The journey to Birmingham was almost pleasant. The first class ticket his assistant had scored him came with whiskey and although he couldn’t smoke, the journey was so seamless that he was only craving a cigarette when he stepped into the fresh air of Birmingham new street.
It had always amazed him in the way it only could a local to Birmingham that he could get to between the London office and the place it had all began in a matter of hours. He remembered when he had to call a car to get to the London office when it just started up, when the trains were so shit that he had to rely on his own mileage to get there. But so much had changed since then. He had changed since then.
Tommy Shelby crawled into Small Heath four hours after he had reluctantly left his home in Mayfair, the staff he had in the midlands office a far cry from the suit wearing, polished people in Canary Wharf.
“Good afternoon Mr Shelby,” the receptionist spoke, smiling at him and looking toward the old knocked down wall which led to the rest of what they loosely called the Birmingham office.
The large room had once been three or four terrace houses but had long since been knocked through, a small platform allowed for John to stand by a massive touch screen where he was checking stock prices and the market which was much further from their legitimate business.
The business in the north was far different from the import and export business in the south, and far from legal.
Shelby Company Limited were the first company in history to produce software which allowed the significant players in import and export of illegal goods to check market price, and buy and sell illegal goods on a secure server which was entirely untraceable.
The software was a massive success, and had gained the Shelby name infamy with even the most brutal and violent drug cartels still operating in the 21st century.
“So what was so urgent that I had to get a train up here immediately?”
John stepped aside and showed him the spreadsheet he was working on, and pulled up the share prices for drugs so it sat next to it.
“By all accounts, the cocaine market is following the same pattern as it did 5 years ago”
John didn’t have to go into detail for Tommy to remember the influx of cocaine into the country via a rival London based company, and the price drop which followed due to supply heavily outweighing demand. It had been the main reason Tommy had set up the office in the south.
“Is it Kimber again? Because I swear to god—“
“Not Kimber. His company uses our software now and he called the support team thinking it was a fucking glitch in the system”
Tommy’s brow furrowed as he eyed the prices and the spreadsheet which showed the fluctuations John had been keeping track of since the incident so long ago.  
“And uh.. that’s not all” John spoke, gesturing for Tommy to follow him into his office and he did, taking a seat in one of the plush leather chairs which sat on the other side of Johns desk while his younger brother poured them whiskey and placed the glasses in front of them. “As well as the share prices I’ve been keeping track of the weight of the product coming in and going out. It’s been declining steadily for the last week. Not by much, not even enough to alert me at the start but it’s going down an ounce each time.”
“So you’re telling me someone is skimming off the top?” And John nodded, sipping his whiskey as he unintentionally mirrored Tommy’s posture, leaning back in his chair with one ankle resting on the other knee.
Tommy let out a sigh, hating that there was yet another issue that he had to deal with. External problems like share prices and supply and demand came with the territory. Internal problems were not something he had patience for.
“Any theories who it is?”
“You mean except Michael?” The malice in Johns voice was matched only by his expression, his hate and disdain for his cousin clear in everything from his brow to his clenched fingers around his glass.
Tommy responded only by rolling his eyes, Michael’s drug problem being something he was fully aware of.
“Michael pays for what he takes. And he pays double. Any real theories?”
John remained quiet, sipping his whiskey and allowing his silence to speak for itself.
“Fantastic.” Tommy sighed, downing his whiskey in one gulp and plucking a cigarette from the case he had pulled from his inside pocket. “Do we at least know which office?”
“Oh it’s definitely up here. The coke is lighter way before it even touches county lines”
Tommy lets out a sigh with the exhale of his cigarette, smoke billowing from his nose as the prospect of someone stealing and the punishment they deserve runs through his mind.
“Alright. I’ll speak to the managers up here separately and let them know what’s going on, ask them to keep an eye. I don’t want either of us up here if there’s a supply/demand problem in case we get raided. These people will get away with saying they were following orders, but we’re the fucking captains.”
John nods, sipping his whiskey and glancing out of the window, his mind clearly trying to puzzle out who it could be as Tommy did the same.
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Later that evening, Tommy slipped into a bar in new street to wait for an old friend. One that he couldn’t quite believe was even stepping foot in the city.
The room seemed to part for Alfie Solomons, the very air around him bending as he walked into a bar Tommy had picked for its proximity to Alfie’s hotel. The older man was one of the few he would make allowances for, and it had been so long that he would rather take a private car the half an hour into central Birmingham than make the effort to convince him to come to small heath and listen to him complain the whole time.
“Thomas” his booming London accent turned the heads that weren’t already staring at Tommy, and he couldn’t help the bemused smile which washed over his features as he shook his hand and settled to drink his whiskey.
“Alfie, it’s been a while,” he speaks, sipping at his glass knowing full well which comment is coming next.
“Yeah well you don’t get to London as much these days,” He catches the bartender's attention, a woman who eyes up Tommy when she comes over to take his order, her eyes only leaving his friend to make Alfie’s drink.
“You could always come here,” Tommy suggests, causing Alfie to snort. His disdain for the northern city clear in both his response and his body language.
“Mate, the only reason I’m in this shit city is cause of that fucking meeting, couldn’t get me here any other way,” he comments, Tommy giving him a hint of a smile behind his glass which only widens as he watches his friend attempt to hide a selfie of all things which had made its way to his lock screen.
“So, how’s the family then?” Alfie asks.
“Arthur got married,” Tommy tries and fails to keep his distaste for Linda from his voice, and Alfie smirks as he relishes in the hate which is so evident to someone who is also quick to anger.  
“And I wasn’t invited? What’s she like?” He quips
“She’s good for Arthur,” is all Tommy says, the comments he could make about his brother’s new wife unsavoury at best.
It’s then that Alfie’s phone buzzes once again, and with a second glance at his lock screen Tommy can’t keep his comments to himself any longer.
“Who’s that then aye?” Tommy says, inclining his head towards Alfie’s phone. “Got yourself a girlfriend, have you?”
“Yeah mate, I have. She’s fucking brilliant she is,” Alfie says, rolling his eyes at the smirk that crosses his friend’s lips.
“You’re going soft Solomons.”
“Fuck off,” Alfie says, the smile which splits his face something that was a rarity, and the bashfulness something Tommy had never seen in him before. “She wrote that piece on me for The City Scoop.”
“I wondered why that interview was so flattering, fucked your interviewer did you?”
“Took her out to dinner first mate,” he says with a grin, making Tommy shake his head. “I’m telling you, it’s fucking nice having someone around who wil-“
“Suck your cock?”
“She is good at that mate. Nah I’m telling you, it’s nice having a woman around to keep me company,” he says, and Tommy rolls his eyes.
“Fuck, you have gone soft,” Tommy mutters, shaking his head.
“Maybe so. It ain’t that bad though. Maybe it’s time you find yourself a girl, might be good for you.”
Tommy rolls his eyes, downing the rest of his drink to avoid replying which only causes Alfie’s grin to spread wider his face lighting up.  
“Or do you already have a girl Thomas?”
“I’ve been talking with a woman yes,” he offers, though doesn’t elaborate as he orders another drink.
“Talking aye? And where did you meet her?”
“Tinder,” Tommy mutters, fingers itching to reach into his pocket for a cigarette the no-smoking laws the only thing stopping him.
Alfie scoffs, shaking his head as he runs a hand through his beard while Tommy glares at him.
“What?”
“Fucking tinder? Can’t meet a girl the old-fashioned way, aye?”
Tommy clenches his jaw at the insinuation, choosing not to rise to the comment as his hand reaches into his pocket, fingers brushing against his cigarette case.
“Like having a magazine send a journalist to your work? That old way you mean?” He runs the cigarette along his bottom lip and glares at the bartender who moves to tell him that he can’t smoke indoors, piercing eyes daring anyone to test him.
Tommy’s phone lights up and he immediately turns it face down, “besides, easier isn’t it? Haven’t got time to be spending on women in bars or journalists I need to write a good profile about me because I punched someone without thinking.”
The smirk on Tommy’s face tells Alfie that he’s joking, but the bearded man takes a sip of his beer without a hint of amusement washing over his features.
“Never knew Tommy Shelby to be so desperate that he’d turn to fucking Tinder.“ Tommy scowls and takes a long drag on his cigarette
“And I never knew Alfie Solomons to be so soft that he’d have his girl as the fucking wallpaper on his phone.”
Alfie shakes his head, hours flying before he finished what could have been his third or sixth drink, his hand resting on Tommy’s shoulder as he stood.
“I’ll be off now then,” he says, before leaning in to speak directly in Tommy’s ear. “And by the way mate, I was thinking before I punched Sabini.”
Patting Tommy’s shoulder, he makes his way out of the pub turning back to look at his friend.
“Nice seeing you mate, give me a call next time you’re in London.”
What Tommy has failed to tell his friend was that if things went well, he saw himself spending a lot more time in the capital. He suspected his friend might have something to say about his admission that he would want to spend more time away from his hometown, and he had won the battle of who was more whipped. At least for now.
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adhcollection · 6 years
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bharatiyamedia-blog · 5 years
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What's a TTY on Linux? (and Find out how to Use the tty Command)
http://tinyurl.com/y3kvd688 June Marie Sobrito/Shutterstock.com What does the tty command do? It prints the title of the terminal you’re utilizing. TTY stands for “teletypewriter.” What’s the story behind the title of the command? That takes a bit extra explaining. Teleprinters From the 1800s Within the 1830s and 1840s, machines referred to as teleprinters have been developed. These machines might ship typed messages “down the wire” to distant areas. The messages have been typed by the sender on a keyboard of kinds. They have been printed on paper on the receiving finish. They have been an evolutionary step in telegraphy, which had beforehand relied on Morse and comparable codes. Messages have been encoded and transmitted, then obtained, decoded, and printed. There have been a number of strategies used to encode and decode the messages. Essentially the most well-known, and one of the crucial prolific, was patented in 1874 by Émile Baudot, for whom the baud rate is called. His character encoding scheme pre-dated ASCII by 89 years. Baudot’s encoding ultimately turned the closest factor to a regular in teleprinter encoding, and it was adopted by most producers. Baudot’s unique {hardware} design had solely 5 keys, much like piano keys. The operator was required to study a specific key mixture for every letter. Finally, the Baudot encoding system was coupled to a standard keyboard format. To mark that development, the machines have been named teletypewriters. This was shortened to teletypes and ultimately to TTYs. In order that’s the place we get the acronym TTY from, however what has telegraphy bought to do with computing? ASCII and Telex When ASCII arrived in 1963, it was adopted by the teletype producers. Regardless of the invention and widespread use of the phone, teletypes have been nonetheless going robust. Telex was a worldwide community of teletypes that allowed written messages to be despatched across the globe. They have been the principal technique of transmitting written messages within the interval following World Battle II as much as the fax machine boom of the 1980s. Computer systems have been evolving too. They have been turning into able to interacting with customers in actual time, and of supporting a number of customers. The outdated batch technique of working turned inadequate. Individuals didn’t need to wait 24 hours or longer for his or her outcomes. Making stacks of punched playing cards and ready in a single day for outcomes was now not acceptable. Individuals wanted a tool that will permit them to enter directions and get outcomes despatched again to them. Individuals needed effectivity. The Teletype Repurposed The teletype was the proper candidate as an enter/output system. It was, in spite of everything, a tool designed to permit messages to be typed, encoded, despatched, obtained, decoded, and printed. What did the teletype care if the system on the different finish of the connection wasn’t one other teletype? So long as it spoke the identical encoding language and will obtain messages and ship messages again, the teletype was pleased. And naturally, it used a more-or-less customary keyboard. {Hardware} Emulated Teletypes Teletypes turned the default technique of interacting with the massive mini and mainframe computer systems of that period. They have been ultimately changed by gadgets that emulated these electro-mechanical machines utilizing electronics. These had Cathode Ray Tubes (CRTs) as an alternative of paper rolls. They didn’t shake when delivering responses from the pc. They permitted hitherto unimaginable performance, resembling shifting the cursor across the display, clearing the display, bolding textual content, and so forth. The DEC VT05 was an early instance of a digital teletype, and an ancestor of the well-known DEC VT100. Tens of millions of DEC VT100s have been offered. Software program Emulated Teletypes Within the desktop surroundings of Linux and different Unix-like working methods resembling macOS, the terminal window and purposes resembling x-term and Konsole are examples of digital teletypes. However these are emulated totally in software program. They’re known as pseudo-teletypes. This was shortened to PTS. And that’s the place tty is available in. What can tty Inform us? In Linux, there’s a pseudo-teletype multiplexor which handles the connections from all the terminal window pseudo-teletypes (PTS). The multiplexor is the grasp, and the PTS are the slaves. The multiplexor is addressed by the kernel by the system file situated at /dev/ptmx. The tty command will print the title of the system file that your pseudo-teletype slave is utilizing to interface to the grasp. And that, successfully, is the variety of your terminal window. Let’s see what tty studies for our terminal window: tty The response exhibits we’re related to the system file at /dev/pts/0. Our terminal window, which is a software program emulation of a teletype (TTY), is interfaced to the pseudo-teletype multiplexor as a pseudo-teletype (PTS). And it occurs to be quantity zero. The Silent Choice The -s (silent) possibility causes tty to generate no output. tty -s It does is produce an exit worth, nonetheless: 0: if customary enter is coming from a TTY system, emulated or bodily. 1: if customary enter shouldn’t be coming from a TTY system. 2: Syntax error, incorrect command line parameters have been used. 3: A write error has occurred. That is more likely to be most helpful in Bash scripting. However, even on the command line, we will exhibit methods to have a command executed solely in case you are working in a terminal window (a TTY or a PTS session). tty -s && echo "In a tty" As a result of we’re working in a TTY session, our exit code is 0, and the second command is executed. The who Command Different instructions can reveal your TTY quantity. The who command will checklist data for all logged in customers, together with your self. Alec and Mary are remotely related to the Linux pc. They’re related to  PTS one and two. Person dave is proven as related to “:0”. This represents the display and keyboard bodily related to the pc. Despite the fact that the display and keyboard are {hardware} gadgets, they’re nonetheless related to the multiplexor by a tool file. tty reveals that it’s /dev/pts/2. who tty RELATED: How to Determine the Current User Account in Linux Accessing a TTY You may entry a full-screen TTY session by holding down the Ctrl+Alt keys, and urgent one of many perform keys. Ctrl+Alt+F3 will deliver up the login immediate of tty3. When you log in and subject the tty command, you’ll see you’re related to /dev/tty3. This isn’t a pseudo-teletype (emulated in software program); it’s a digital teletype (emulated in {hardware}). It’s utilizing the display and keyboard related to your pc, to emulate a digital teletype just like the DEC VT100 used to do. You should use perform keys Ctrl+Alt with perform keys F3 to F6 and have 4 TTY periods open in case you select. For instance, you might be logged into tty3 and press Ctrl+Alt+F6 to go to tty6. To get again to your graphical desktop surroundings, press Ctrl+Alt+F2. Urgent Ctrl+Alt+F1 will return you to the login immediate of your graphical desktop session. At one time, Ctrl+Alt+F1 by to Ctrl+Alt+F6 would open up the full-screen TTY consoles, and Ctrl+Alt+F7 would return you to your graphical desktop surroundings. If you’re working an older Linux distribution, this could be how your system behaves. This was examined on present releases of Manjaro, Ubuntu, and Fedora they usually all behaved like this: Ctrl+Alt+F1: Returns you to the graphical desktop surroundings log in display. Ctrl+Alt+F2: Returns you to the graphical desktop surroundings. Ctrl+Alt+F3: Opens TTY 3. Ctrl+Alt+F4: Opens TTY 4. Ctrl+Alt+F5: Opens TTY 5. Ctrl+Alt+F6: Opens TTY 6. Gaining access to these full-screen consoles permits individuals utilizing command-line solely installations of Linux—and lots of Linux servers are configured this fashion— to have a number of consoles obtainable. Ever been engaged on a Linux machine with a graphical desktop surroundings and had one thing trigger your session to freeze? Now you possibly can jump over to one of many TTY console periods as a way to attempt to rectify the state of affairs. You should use high and ps to attempt to determine the failed software, then use kill to terminate it, or simply use shutdown to attempt to shut down as gracefully because the state of the pc will permit. RELATED: How to Kill Processes From the Linux Terminal Three Little Letters With a Lot of Historical past The tty command will get its title from a tool from the late 1800s, appeared in Unix in 1971, and is a part of Linux and Unix-like working methods to this present day. 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adhcollection · 6 years
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