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[jacky93sims]

Jack Daniel's (Bar Bottle Default Replacement)

I convert this beautiful bottle for my sims. Now you can booze yourself with something a little more strong than... vodka? It always seemed water to me :D

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[sleepingsun501]

Fox Headcanons (part 2)

Part 1 & Part 3

Fox is an absolute gentleman. He's learned how to be super suave and charming by watching politicians interact formally with each other. I think Cody and Wolffe probably dragged him to 79s one night hoping to get him laid or something to loosen him up a bit and were totally prepared to find him a date, but then they were shocked to find out that Fox had more game than both of them on his own. While he's polite and charming, he avoids anything other than one-night stands. It doesn't mean he doesn't have feelings, but he knows he doesn't have time for a relationship, and he wouldn't want a relationship unless he could really dedicate the time and effort to one.

That being said, I've seen so many fics and ficlets where Fox is portrayed as a really rough, dominant lover. While I think he certainly has the capacity to be if someone wanted him to, I think he's naturally very gentle. The way I see it, he goes through enough pain, torment, and stress every day that when it comes to more pleasurable activities, he wants to leave all of that behind and be super tender and passionate.

I think he runs on caf and his hatred of Palps most of the time. I imagine Padme or Riyo giving him a bag of chocolate-covered caf beans as a gift, and he's never tasted anything so delicious in his life, so he starts sourcing contraband chocolate and puts it in his horrible cheap caf to make it taste better. That's like his one and only guilty pleasure.

He is an absolute metalhead. When he’s at his desk, he’ll keep his helmet on and blast metal while he works. And he’s not picky about the type of metal either—symphonic, heavy, hardcore, progressive, alternative, or death metal—he’ll listen to it to help him vent a little.

Fox’s troops gave him the call sign “Caf.” I don’t think I need to elaborate on that.

He has a folding cot stashed in his office so he can just sleep there and not bother needing to walk all the way back to the barracks. He has his own caf machine in there too. It’s tiny but it works.

I also think he has a small stash of liquor in his desk or somewhere in his office. He strikes me as a classy bourbon drinker, but he doesn’t drink excessively. Just enough to help him unwind when he’s had a particularly hard day and caf won’t cut it.

I imagine Fox as being the youngest of his batch. I know a lot of people say he’s the oldest, but he just fits the “younger brother” role better to me. He’s closest to Cody and Wolffe though.

And last but not least, his favorite color is not red. He’s so sick of seeing red everywhere he goes. Red armor, red in Palp’s office, his brothers’ blood when they come back from patrols or assignments—he’s tired of it all. His favorite color is actually green. It’s the furthest color from red on the color wheel, and he loves plants because they’re green and there’s no natural foliage on Coruscant.

[maxinemaxmayfield]

In Indianapolis, Steve Harrington can explore his sexuality. Can flirt and dance with men, unashamed and unafraid. In Indianapolis, Eddie Munson is free. Free to be a freak, a metalhead, a queer. But Indiana is smaller than either of them knows.

Explicit | 8/8 Chapters | 16.3k words | Complete | Read on ao3

Preview below!

Chapter 1: feeling my way back to you Robin Buckley was Steve Harrington’s introduction into the world of queerness. It didn’t take long at all for him to realise that he wasn’t as straight as he’d always thought he was. 

Which is how he finds himself in Indianapolis one Friday night during the summer of ‘85, smudging eyeliner into his waterline in the car mirror, hair sprayed to the high heavens and navy polish applied painstakingly to his fingertips. 

He’s parked a couple streets away from a bar he’s heard about through the grapevine, a place with people like him. A place where men can dance with men without turning heads and getting the shit kicked out of them. His stomach twists with nerves or excitement – he’s not totally sure. 

Steve switches the light off in his car and fidgets with the t-shirt he’d taken a pair of scissors to, cutting it halfway up his midriff. He’s got on a pair of jeans that are just about too small for him, clinging to every curve and stretched tight across his ass. 

Before he opens the door, he grabs the light blue hanky he’d bought just for this from the passenger seat. He considers it for a moment before firmly tucking it into his right back pocket. He breathes deep and steps out into the chilly night air. 

~ ~ ~

If he thought the place had looked rundown from the outside, it’s nothing compared to the inside. 

It’s dark other than the flash of coloured lights, and smoke hangs heavy in the air. The floor is sticky beneath his shoes, and dark paint is peeling from the walls. 

It’s busy, patrons lining the bar and a heaving mass of bodies in the middle of the floor, dancing to the song blaring out of the speakers, slightly too much bass. Steve doesn’t recognise it.

He heads for the bar, slipping through the crowd, and waits for the bartender to finish up with the group he’s serving. 

An older man leans over from his stool into Steve’s space, smelling of bourbon. He gestures towards Steve’s back pocket, and his face immediately burns hot. 

“Bathroom?”

Oh. Fuck. That was… way faster and more forward than Steve had expected. 

“Oh, uh. Um. No, thanks.” He stumbles over his words, hoping he doesn’t offend the man. But he just shrugs and straightens up, turning back to his drink. 

Steve is grateful when he catches the attention of the bartender and can order a shot of vodka and a beer. He needs something to calm his nerves. 

He scopes out the room, nursing his beer. A lot of the men are quite a bit older than he is, but there are a few guys who look around his age.

The song that’s playing now – Steve recognises this one, Bon Jovi, he thinks – fades out as it comes to an end, but another one doesn’t take its place. Instead, lights come up on the stage he hadn’t noticed tucked away in the far corner of the dance floor. The crowd turns and cheers, and Steve sits up a little straighter, intrigued. 

A few men take to the stage, instruments in hand and a drum set at the back. The lead singer, Steve assumes, steps up to the mic, guitar slung at his side. He’s got wild hair, curly and even more voluminous than Steve’s. 

Steve vaguely wonders what hairspray he uses. 

“How are we doing tonight, Indy?” Wild Hair bellows into the microphone, voice rough, and the crowd hollers back with a cacophony of noise. “We’re Corroded Coffin and we’re here to shake things the fuck up, so, without further ado–” 

He turns and motions to the drummer, who hits his drumsticks together before a wall of sound hits Steve. 

They’re loud.  

He wasn’t really sure what to expect, but he supposes with a name like Corroded Coffin, he should have known the type of music that was coming.

Steve downs the rest of his beer and another shot for good measure, and heads out onto the dance floor. He didn’t come all the way to Indy to sit at the bar all night, after all. 

He’s not really sure how to dance to this kind of music, but he doesn’t have to think about it too much, just moving with the crowd of bodies surrounding him. 

He thought it might be awkward and uncomfortable, being so close to complete strangers and moving in an unbridled way like this, moving with other men, but it’s nice. He doesn’t feel like Steve. In fact, he doesn’t feel like an individual at all. He feels like a part of something bigger.

One of the guys catches his eye, dances a bit closer, presses himself up against Steve’s back, grinding against him. It’s sweaty, the body heat all around them radiating, and pretty soon, Steve needs air. He slips away with an apologetic look, not sure which way it is to the stage or the bar or the door, just trying to navigate his way through the limbs and torsos.

Finally, he breaks free, and finds himself off to the left side of the stage, staring up at the band. He gulps in the air, and it feels cool on his skin compared to the heat of the crowd.

He leans against the wall, watching Wild Hair’s fingers fly across the guitar strings.

The singer’s hair has fallen into his face, sticking to his skin and making him look even more dishevelled. Steve finds he can’t tear his eyes away from the man, mesmerised by his every move – the roll of his hips as he plays guitar, the way his hand wraps around the microphone when he’s singing, the flex of his arms all the way up to his shoulders, sleeves cut off to show an astonishing amount of skin. 

And then Wild Hair looks down at where Steve’s standing, makeup dark around his eyes and a smirk flitting across his lips.

Shit. 

Steve realises his already-tight jeans have just become a little tighter. 

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[dgaftilwedie]

IT'Z TIMEEEEE!!!!! dis is christophe dupont and im pretty he's like, everyone's favorite xD (picrew was made by mosssygator btdubz!!!)

statz: FRENCH HE IS VERY FRENCH I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH, he/him bi :3 (will fuck anything that moves and consents tho), metalhead, looks a million times less sophisticated than this picrew makes him xD

likez: smoking, getting laid, journalism and photography, knife-throwing, having slightly more money than everyone else, baking, old emo music (he's a former emo), bourbon, musicals (his guilty pleasure), the binding of isaac

dislikez: the binding of isaac (average tboi fan), stupid idiots, chick-fil-a, airpods, metal elitists, a lot of things actually... he's a proud hater

background: french, born n raised baby B) well, kind of. his parents were self-proclaimed adventurers. christophe wasn't exactly planned but his parents refused to let that get in the way of their exploits. he spent a majority of his time with his grandparents. his grandpa was a photographer who helped the local newspaper and his grandma was a baker who was well-known for giving out treats to little kids for free. when he was 9, his parents left for their biggest expedition ever. jokes on them though because it was also their last. christophe didn't really care though. he got to move in with his awesome grandparents and help them with their awesome jobs!! unfortunately, his grandpa passed away when he was 16 and his grandma later at 18. he made a promise to carry on their legacy as best as he could. he didn't want to abandon the bakery so he entrusted it to one of his closest friends before moving the the US for a fresh start. he started attending college (sort of) (okay not actually) (he showed up on campus and followed some random dude to all his classes completely undetected) and he bumped into sera, who was on campus selling brochures for... actually, he didn't know what. sera introduced him to her friends and the group became super close. the only good thing his parents ever did was give him all of their money after they died, and he used it to buy an apartment. yippee!!!!!!

[x--daughters-of-darkness--x]

The 100 Best Rock + Metal Albums of the 21st Century (by Loudwire)

95. Halestorm, 'The Strange Case Of...'

(Atlantic, 2012) Halestorm are one of the hardest rocking bands of the 21st century, led by frontwoman Lzzy Hale. Her dirty snarl and bourbon bite give the band a bit of a southern edge, combining driving rhythms with Hale’s undeniable vocal charm on Grammy-winner “Love Bites (So Do I),” the opening track from The Strange Case Of… The 2012 effort was certified Gold by the RIAA in 2016, with anthemic cuts such as “Mz. Hyde” and “Here’s to Us.”

89. Spiritbox, 'Eternal Blue'

(Pale Chord, 2021) The amount of hype behind Spiritbox leading up to their debut album made it feel like there was no possible way they could live up to it. And yet, here we are celebrating a Herculean effort. Both vocals and instrumentals shapeshift from ethereally beautiful to brutally heavy in a way that can be appreciated by both seasoned metalheads and those new to heavy music. The amount of growth and range Spiritbox have shown since their breakthrough with the heavy “Holy Roller'' is not to be underestimated. From making metalheads blubber with the emotional “Constance” to the commercial potential of infectiously catchy album deep cut “Yellowjacket" (feat. Sam Carter), this band has a lot to offer. On top of that, Eternal Blue received plenty of acclaim from critics worldwide.

56. Evanescence, 'Fallen'

(Wind-up / Epic, 2003) Evanescence enjoyed an overwhelming career launch when they released ‘Fallen’ in 2003. Back by powerhouse singles in “Bring Me to Life” and “Going Under,” the band’s sense of overall darkness and downtuned guitars served as a clever contrast to the gleaming voice of singer Amy Lee. Gifted in every sense of the word, her sharp vibrato and stunning control dazzled fans as she soared through those two hits. She received the spotlight in the piano ballad “My Immortal,” and it was straight to the top for Evanescence.

26. Paramore, 'Riot'

After turning heads with their All We Know Is Falling debut, Paramore absolutely caught lightning in a bottle with their sophomore set, RIOT! Teaming up with producer David Bendeth, the band hit the studio with a wealth of ideas. By the time they finished, the emo scene was reaching a fever pitch and Paramore found their breakout song in “Misery Business,” a relatable song born out of the angst singer Hayley Williams felt watching a crush being toyed with by his girlfriend.

Tracks such as “For a Pessimist, I’m Pretty Optimistic” and “Hallelujah” also connected with fans, and the album itself climbed to No. 15 on the Billboard 200. In the years since, Paramore’s RIOT! has become one of the landmark albums of the emo genre, going on to be certified double-platinum by the RIAA and establishing the band as one of the superstars of the scene.

[spoilsofwar666]

Spoils of War, Xmas 2022 Edition: I'm so behind on posts due to work. But better late than never. Here's @laceyofthedead spoiling me as usual for Xmas last year. The bluray player is region free, and I've been wanting one for a really long time. Than Horrizon: Forbidden West is amazing. I've been playing it for a while now and I'm close to done with it and getting the platinum. I tried Deathloop for a little bit, and it was really fun. Definitely going to have to dive back into that after Forbidden West. Then, of course, she hooks it up with the new @kreatorofficial CD. Which is so fuckin good. And as a hilarious surprise, she gets me the soundtrack to Popstar. Which is one of my favorite movies. And lastly, she scored me a bottle of W. L. Weller. Which is definitely one of the best bourbons I've ever had. So smooth. Overall. A great Xmas! #Horror #HorrorMovies #HorrorJunkie #BloodJunkie #GoreWhore #Blood #Guts #BloodAndGuts #Shudder #HorrorReviews #MovieReviews #EverydayIsHalloween #VideoGames #Gamer #InfectedVoice #Metal #MetalAndHorror #MetalHead #SpoilsOfWar #Xmas2022 #LatePost https://www.instagram.com/p/CppgPcjrERB/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[potrix-the-queerschlaeger]

get a haircut? get a real job? nah, man, i'm bad to the bone, i'll get one bourbon, one scotch and one beer instead. 🥃🍺 . . . . . . #georgethorogood #georgethorogoodandthedestroyers #thedestroyers #konzert #concert #live #livemusik #livemusic #musik #music #boogie #blues #bluesrock #rocknroll #rockandroll #badtothebone #onebourbononescotchonebeer #metalhead #rocker #z7 #pratteln #basel #schweiz #switzerland (hier: Konzertfabrik Z7 - Pratteln) https://www.instagram.com/p/CgIQpcRq_1l/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bourbonmetalhead]

Happy National Bourbon Day! First pour!

[trillhouse-lh]

Cheers

>”Cheers,” Two siblings said as they clinked their glasses together in a toast. Lemy took a small sip of his bourbon, wincing slightly from the burning sensation. It had been a long time since he’d had something so strong… quite frankly, he just wasn’t able to afford the good stuff anymore. >”Thanks again.” He said to his brother. >”It’s the least I could do,” Bobby replied. “I owe you one for picking up Robbie today. Besides, we don’t get to do this too often. I haven’t even had a drink since the last time you were in town.” Lemy chuckled. >”Yeah… s’pose that’s true.” The roadie said. It hardly came as a surprise to Lemy that Loan didn’t like having alcohol in the house, given her early life. “Well, looks like I’m gonna be sticking around for a bit, at least.“

>”What do you mean…?” Bobby asked. Normally, he’d be happy that Lemy was going to be around more… but right now, there was something in his brother’s voice that told him this wasn’t a good thing. Lemy frowned and took a drag of his cigarette. >”The Midnight Warriors are breaking up,” Lemy explained. “They haven’t gone public yet, but they’ve already split. Manager’s just holding out in some stupid hope that they’ll work out their differences, but they won’t. So… I’m out of a job.” >”Damn… I’m sorry, man.” Bobby said softly. “I’m sure you’ll find another gig soon.” Lemy simply sighed and shook his head. >”Ain’t that easy anymore, bro… ain’t that easy.” He muttered. “The fact is, times are changing… equipment’s getting streamlined to the point where even a monkey could set it up. Last year, it was self-tuning guitars. This year it was compact, portable sound systems that sound even better than the full-sized ones. Set up in SECONDS. I guarantee you, next year they’re gonna have fucking machines handling everything.” He shot a nasty look at the robotic bartender that had served him… not that it noticed, of course. “…There’s just no place in the industry for tech guys like me anymore.”

>”Oh…” Bobby frowned, staring down into his Long Island Iced Tea in thought. “Well… what about one of those indie bands? Y’know, ones that probably couldn’t afford any of that new stuff.” >”Tried,” His brother grumbled. “Been trying for weeks. Only band that got back to me was called The Fist-Fucking Grandmothers, and quite frankly that’s the last thing I want on my resume.” Bobby couldn’t help but snicker into his palm.  >”That can’t be real.” >”Swear to God.” Lemy chuckled. “Anyway, I’m calling it. Game over. Time to move on to… I dunno. Something.” His face scrunched up again as he took another sip of bourbon. It burned, but it burned so good. >”So… you don’t know what you’re going to do?” Bobby asked. >”…I don’t.” Lemy admitted. He took another drag of his cigarette before tapping out the ash into a nearby ashtray.

>”How… how long have you been jobless?” Bobby asked. His brother exhaled, blowing out a plume of smoke. >”’Bout a month or so.” Lemy muttered. >”Jesus, Lemy-“ >”It’s fine. Don’t… don’t worry about it. I’ll figure this out.” He said in a futile attempt to reassure his brother. Bobby simply shook his head, staring at the former roadie in disbelief. >”Figure this out…?! Lemy, how much money do you even have?” Bobby asked in a serious tone. >”Bobby, don’t-“ >”How much, Lemy?!” He asked again, louder this time. Lemy furrowed his brow, taking another sip of his drink before answering.

>”...Around $800. Give or take.” Lemy stared down into the bourbon, giving it a swirling it around slightly; he could feel the younger man’s eyes on him, but couldn’t bring himself to look. Then, out of the corner of his eye he saw his brother getting out his walled. “Bobby, NO.” >”I’m not letting you scrape by on $800, Lemy.” Bobby stated plainly. He pulled several $100 bills from his wallet and offered them to his brother. “Here. Take it.” >”For fuck’s sake, Bobby…” Lemy groaned. “This is my problem, not yours. I’m not taking your money.” >”If you don’t, I’ll rip it up.” Bobby declared. “Take it, Lemy. I know you’d do the same for me.” Lemy frowned, his eyes flicking from his brother to the money in his hand. Truth was, he DID need it… he was barely getting by as is. With a sigh of resignation, he took the money.

>”…Thanks.” Lemy grunted as he put the bills in his own wallet. “When the hell did you get so assertive, huh?” >”Learned it from you.” Bobby said before taking a sip of his Long Island. Lemy gave a low chuckle, shaking his head slightly. >”It’s funny,” He said. “Used t’ be that I was the one looking out for you. Now you’re the one looking out for me.” Lemy scoffed and looked away, the bitterness in his voice evident. “…It’s pathetic.” >”We’re brothers, Lemy. We look out for each other.” >”Yeah, but I’m older. It’s not supposed to be… it’s not supposed to be like this. I shouldn’t have to take charity from my little brother.” Lemy muttered.

>”It’s not CHARITY, Lemy.” Bobby countered. “You’re in a rough spot right now… there’s no shame in needing a little help.” Lemy sighed and looked at his brother. He’d changed so much in the past twelve years. Not so much physically… he looked nearly the same now as he had at sixteen, albeit taller and sporting a few wrinkles. But beyond that, he was no longer the timid boy he had once been. Soft-spoken around most people, perhaps… but not timid. >”You really have grown, Bobby.” Said the metalhead. “Seems like just yesterday that you were a trembling nervous wreck. Now you’ve got a job you love, you’ve got a WOMAN you love, and you’ve got an amazing daughter. But me? I haven’t changed a fucking bit. I’m still the same failure I always was.”

>”…You’re not a failure, Lemy.” Bobby said with a frown. “You-“ >”Y’know I never gave a shit about this roadie thing?” Lemy cut in. “I only did it because I COULD. Hell, it was ALL I could do... I’m good with that kind of stuff. But all I’ve ever wanted to be is a musician. I STILL practice, even now… and I’m still fucking terrible. It’s all I’ll ever be.” He paused to down the rest of his bourbon in one go; Bobby couldn’t help but wince at the sight. “Like I said… a failure.” >Bobby sighed, drumming his fingers against the countertop in thought. “You know… the only reason I am where I am today is thanks to you. If it wasn’t for you, I’d never have told Loan how I felt. If it wasn’t for you, I’d have given up on writing after my first few rejection letters. If it wasn’t for you, I’d… I’d be nothing.” The younger man said.

>”You’re just saying that,” Lemy muttered. His brother shot him an irritated glance. >”It’s true,” Bobby said in a serious tone. “You always pushed me to be more than I was. You taught me to TRY. You gave me something to LIVE UP to.” Lemy took another drag of his cigarette in silence, so Bobby continued. “The Lemy I knew never gave up, no matter how bad things got, and you never gave up on ME either. It’s time I do the same for you.” >Lemy frowned, taking a moment to mull things over. Finally, a small smirk crossed his face. “You know, you never were just a brother to me. You were my best friend… don’t think I’ve ever said that before.” The metalhead chuckled softly, tapping out some ash into the ashtray.  Bobby returned his brother’s grin with one of his own. >”As if you had to.” Bobby said as he took a sip of his drink. “Feeling’s mutual, though. You’re my best friend too… besides Loan, of course.” >”Well, I guess I do have some pretty stiff competition.” Lemy shrugged.

>”By the way… where’ve you been staying?” Bobby asked. Lemy’s face fell slightly. >”…In my van.” He admitted. >”Not anymore,” Bobby said. “You’re staying with us till you get back on your feet.” >”Bobby-“ >”I’m not budging on this, Lemy.” The younger man stated definitively. “You’re not sleeping in a van, and that’s that.” >”But you live in an apartment, bro.” Lemy muttered. >”It’s big enough, trust me.” Bobby assured him. “Our couch folds out into a bed. Way better than a car seat, I’m sure.” Lemy gave a resigned groan and leaned back in his seat.

>”Alright, alright… might take a bit, though. Like I said, I’ve got no idea where to even START.” Lemy said. >”Don’t worry about it. I’ll help you.” Bobby said. “Besides… I’m sure Robbie will be happy to have her favorite uncle around. You mean the world to her, you know.” Lemy chuckled; though he’d never admit it, the tough little girl was his favorite niece as well. >”I swear, one of these days I’ll pay you back for all this.” Lemy promised. >”Don’t worry about that. This is the least I can do for you.” Bobby smirked and patted his older brother on the back. “You’ll get through this… I know you will. If Loan and I could get ourselves sorted out, you can too.” His older brother smiled, taking one last puff of his cigarette before putting it out in the ashtray.

>”…Thanks, Bobby. I mean that.” Lemy said sincerely. Bobby returned his smile before finishing off the rest of his drink >”You don’t need to thank me, either. Now then…” Bobby signaled the robotic bartender. “Hey, barkeep… one more of each, please.” >[COMING RIGHT UP,] The ‘bartender’ paused a moment as it searched its database. [MR. LOUD.] Within seconds, the robot had prepared a perfectly mixed Long Island and poured EXACTLY 42ml of bourbon into a glass. It swiveled around at the waist, setting down the drinks and taking the two empty glasses. [THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATRONAGE.] >”Thanks,” Bobby needlessly said before raising his glass. “Cheers.” Lemy smirked and raised his own. >”Cheers,” He said as he tapped his glass against his brother’s.

[icaruswitch]

🍻 #TGIF #metalhead! What's YOUR drink of choice this weekend? Comment below. . . . . . . #tgiff #tgifriday #weekend #weekendvibes #bottomsup #drinks #drinking #drinkinggames #pickyourpoison #chooseyourpoison #booze #water #smoothie #vodka #gin #bourbon #craftbeer #wine #beer #hardcider #haveadrink #haveadrinkonme #tequila #jagermeister #jagerbombs #jelloshots #martini #sangria #whiterussian #rum #jackdaniels #jackandcoke #mojito #tomcollins #oldfashioned #champagne #noneforme

[veraelwyn]

.BASICS

full name: Vera Evangeline Elwyn.

occupation: Director of Inner Sanctum Bunker, CEO of Elwyn Enterprises.

nickname(s): Vee, Techangelo, Metalhead.

age: Thirty.

date of birth: December 24th, 1987.

gender identity: Cis Female.

preferred pronoun(s): She, Her.

species: Mutant.

sexual orientation: Bisexual.

romantic orientation: Demiromantic.

spoken language(s): English, French, Spanish, Russian, and Japanese. Currently learning Arabic, although, it isn’t her strong suit. 

ethnicity: White.

PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES

face claim: Margot Robbie.

height: 5′5.

weight: 120 lbs.

body type: Slender.

hair color: Blonde.

eye color: Blue.

accent: A slight New York accent.

scars: N/A.

tattoos: N/A.

notable physical traits: Striking blue/grey eyes, high cheekbones.

PHOBIAS & DISORDERS

phobia(s): Being alone, being trapped, fire.

mental disorder(s): Narcissistic Personality Disorder, Anxiety Disorder.

physical disorder(s): N/A.

BACKGROUND

hometown: New York City / Los Angeles.

current location: Ceres Centropolis.

financial status: Well above wealthy.

primary school: Cantiague Elementary School.

secondary school: Granada Hills Charter High School.

undergraduate: Astrophysics.

graduate: Electrical Engineering & Physics.

criminal conviction(s): N/A.

RELATIONSHIPS

father: Edmond Victor Elwyn.

mother: Eliza Veronica Darlington - Elwyn.

sibling(s): N/A.

significant other: N/A.

children: N/A.

rivals: Amara Wolff at Apollyon HQ.

enemies: Apollyon HQ, Hyrian’s Home, IAAC Headquarters. She’ll fight everyone.

PERSONALITY

horoscope: Capricorn.

hogwarts house: Slytherin.

theme song: Weight In Gold - Gallant / Bourbon - Gallant.

usual mood/expression: Mood: Tired, focused. Expression: Smug, flirty.

positive traits: Resourceful, ambitious, innovative, knowledgeable.

negative traits: Arrogant, condescending, impatient, moody.

mbti: ENTJ.

enneagram: 3, The Achiever. 4 wing, The Individualist.

temperament: Choleric.

moral alignment: Chaotic good.

primary vice: Pride.

primary virtue: Humility/Charity.

element: Air.

STATS

strength level: 6/10

dexterity: 10/10

speed: 5/10

stamina: 7/10

flight capability: 6/10

intelligence: 14/10

fighting ability: 6/10

energy blast: 0/10

durability: 9/10

[nuclearblastusa]

@LightTheTorchBand are extremely excited to announce that they will be hitting the road in support of their latest album, Revival, this summer for a short run with the mighty GWAR! Tickets are on sale now for all shows at gwar.net/tour-dates. July 11: Ft. Wayne, IN @ Pierre's w/ DevilDriver July 13: Grand Rapids, MI @ The Intersection July 14: Des Moines, IA @ Wooly's July 15: Lincoln, NE @ The Bourbon Theatre July 16: Columbia, MO @ The Blue Note July 17: Springfield, MO @ The Complex July 20: Asheville, NC @ The Orange Peel #LightTheTorch #DevilYouKnow #HowardJones #KillswitchEngage #FrancescoArtusato @francescoartus #AllShallPerish #RyanWombacher @womby_hellmerica #BleedingThrough #MikeSciulara @charmingscuzz #HeavyMetal #Metal #MelodicMetal #MeloDeath #Metalhead #Metalheads #MetalForLife #NuclearBlast

[schwermetallisch]

Unpaid advertising! HEADLESS BEAST hail from Ulm, Baden-Württemberg. The Classic Metal band was formed in 1999 and ‘Phantom Fury’ is their second full-length album. The band was formerly known as BEASTS OF BOURBON but changed their name in 2004. The style of ‘Phantom Fury’ ranges between NWoBHM and Teutonic Metal, it represents an advancement and continuation of the musical development felt on the last record ‘Forced to Kill’. Thematically the song material deals with the phenomenon and by-products of our modern times which affect our daily life and our activities. It deals with manipulation, infatuation, and excess social descent, abuse of religion, fear of failure and the dangers of wrong used media among other relevant issues. Those lead to a general discontent and show in a harsh conversational tone and a radicalising society. HEADLESS BEAST’s music is hard to describe; it is definitely Metal but it leans heavily into the best of 80s Rock too. I only hope I don’t cause a shit storm here but sometimes Witzler sounds like John Bongiovi (and I say that with great respect). The musical superstructure on this record is as blistering with melody and catchy as the literal fuck that I consider this as one of the biggest surprises of this soon ending year. The title song sounds like a JUDAS PRIEST classic and ‘Pray for nothing’ sounds like the love child of a heavy dose of NWoBHM plus BONJOVI; I am truly enthusiastic right now. I really dig this entirely, every artist involved knows their craft and united they create a big dose of heavy fun. The production of Vagelis Maranis (crisp) and the artwork of Markus Vesper (old-school af) is to be mentioned too because both is awesome. If you like on point arranged, tight compositions, great rhythms and excellent vocals bow down before the HEADLESS BEAST! #schwermetallisch #reviews #picoftheday #nwothm #nwobhm #heavymetal #metal #rock #music #metalhead #hardrock #thrashmetal #guitar #metalmusic #metalband #rocknroll #metalheads #headbanger #powermetal #guitarist #concert #rockmusic #heavymetalmusic #speedmetal #livemusic #ironmaiden #doommetal #metallica #band #bandmerchlovers (hier: Herne, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4QaRQEirGw/?igshid=5vmscz3oh5y1

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also in other news there was a really REALLY good local band at bourbon fest tonight who rocked a hipster amish metalhead aesthetic and when they sang it was like james hetfield releasing fire and brimstone upon us all

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9 Things You Should Know About Stone Brewing

In 1996, Stone Brewing co-founders Steve Wagner and Greg Koch “purchased a 30-barrel brewing system and set out to change the world,” according to company lore. They started with their first keg sale in July 1996.

Stone produced 400 barrels of beer by the end of that year. In 2018, it made 400,000 barrels of beer — that’s about 12,400,000 kegs. It’s now the ninth-largest craft brewing company in the U.S. by sales volume, distributing beer to all 50 states.

From its humble beginnings in San Marcos, Calif., to a dozen locations around the world, Stone is still rolling. Here are nine  more things you should know about Stone Brewing.

Stone began when two musicians came to their senses.

Steve Wagner and Greg Koch originally met in 1989, when Wagner’s band rented studio space in Koch’s rehearsal studio. The two met again in a classroom: Years later, both attended a weekend class at UC Davis, “A Sensory Evaluation of Beer.” Three years after rekindling that friendship, Wagner and Koch opened the doors to their first Stone Brewing location in February 1996.

The first beers were not IPAs.

Although Stone became a staple of the San Diego beer scene for its aggressively hoppy West Coast-style IPAs, its first beers were a pale ale, a smoked porter, and a wheat ale. But hop-driven flavor was important out of the gate. According to Wagner, the first beer, Stone Pale Ale, added “American flair” to a traditional recipe by using Ahtanum hops. “[I]t made a different pale ale than I’d tasted before,” Wagner says in the company’s history. “This was what we wanted to start with; this was how we would begin to carve our identity.”

Stone released its first IPA in August 1997 for the brewery’s first anniversary. Its first double IPA accompanied the brewery’s fourth anniversary in 2000.

Stone Brewing is arrogant.

Stone debuted its Arrogant Bastard Ale in November 1997. The “Arrogant” brand split from Stone into its own label, Arrogant Consortia, in 2015. The “bastard family of beers,” as the company describes it, includes Oaked Arrogant Bastard Ale, Double Bastard Ale, Depth-Charged Double Bastard Ale, Bourbon Barrel-Aged Arrogant Bastard, Crime, Punishment, and Lucky Bastard Ale.

1990s metalheads, you’ve found your beer.

In September 2018, Arrogant Consortium launched Enter Night Pilsner, a headbanger-friendly hoppy pilsner brewed in collaboration with Metallica.

Stone’s co-founder loves attention.

Greg Koch is known to have a flair for the dramatic. Recently, this included such stunts as suing MillerCoors for using “Stone” in its Keystone marketing. Koch also starred in a documentary titled “The Beer Jesus from America,” chronicling his experiences building a brewery location in Berlin. Prophetically, that story does not have a happy ending.

Stone fans can beercation to 12 locations.

Stone moved from San Marcos to Escondido, Calif., in December 2005. It launched Stone Brewing World Bistro and Gardens – Escondido, a farm-to-table restaurant and beer garden concept, in November 2006. A second version, Stone Brewing World Bistro and Gardens – Liberty Station, launched in San Diego’s Point Loma neighborhood in May 2013.

It also launched a brewpub at San Diego International Airport in September 2013, an East Coast brewery in Richmond, Va., in October 2014, and a Napa location in May 2018.

Stone also opened Stone Brewing World Bistro & Gardens – Berlin in December 2015. However, that brewery shut down in April 2019 and was sold to BrewDog. A separate taproom in Berlin, launched in May 2018, remains.

Stone also introduced Stone Company Stores in 2011. The growler and gift shop concept now has locations in South Park, Oceanside, Pasadena, and Richmond, Va.

It’s a stone’s throw from Beijing.

In 2018, Stone became the first independent U.S. brewery to build and open a brewery in China. Stone Brewing Tap Room – Shanghai debuted in July 2018.

Stone’s gluten-reduced beer is delicious.

Delicious IPA is made with Lemondrop and El Dorado hops and crafted to reduce gluten. Like New Belgium’s Glütiny Pale Ale, Delicious is brewed like a “normal” IPA, then employs an enzyme to reduce gluten content.

It’s a sustainability GOAT.

Solar panels power 20 percent of Stone’s Escondido brewery; and the company repurposes spent grain as garden mulch, livestock feed, dog treats (called Stone Bones), and soaps; and is the first brewery to repurpose hops and yeast for cattle, chicken, and goat feed. Used fryer oil from its Escondido and Liberty Station locations is converted to biofuel by New Leaf Biofuel.

Stone’s Richmond brewery, in addition to being Leadership in Energy and Environmental Design (LEED) Silver-certified, is landscaped by goats. According to Stone, this helps restore the habitat.

The article 9 Things You Should Know About Stone Brewing appeared first on VinePair.

source https://vinepair.com/articles/stone-brewing-san-diego/

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Action Lab’s Whodunnit Holiday Sale on comiXology! Action Lab's Whodunnit Holiday Sale on comiXology! Spend the holidays solving crimes with 50% off Mystery/Crime and Holiday titles!