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newyorkthegoldenage · 1 month
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One gangster lies dead next to a bullet-ridden car after a battle between police and a gang in August 1931. The police chased the hoodlums for five miles and the fight resulted in 6 being killed and several injured among innocent bystanders. This followed on President Hoover’s appeal to police chiefs to quell the gangster peril in principal American cities.
Photo: Associated Press
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madamshogunassassin · 1 month
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HARD BOILED (John Woo, 1992)
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gameraboy2 · 2 years
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Who Draws First by Harry Lemon Parkhurst
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THE DONALD TRUMP GUN BATTLES SHOW USA
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euesworld · 2 years
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"Slap my face with your lips like you are trying to start a duel, just slap the shizz out of me.."
I challenge you to a make out session!! Haha - eUë
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if-you-fan-a-fire · 2 years
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"ATTEMPT ALLEGED ON HOOVER TRAIN,” Montreal Star. November 8, 1932 Page 2. ---- Railway Guard Claims To Have Engaged Two Men in Gun-Battle ---- DYNAMITE IS FOUND --- Hoover and Passengers Not Informed of Any Untoward Incident ---- ELKO Nev., Nov 8 (UP) - ln the rough, sparsely-settled country near Palisades, Nev., authorities today sought�� two men who were believed by police to have planned to dynamite a Southern Pacific trestle a short time before the special train bearing Herbert Hoover passed over the bridge,
P. E.tprrlal railroad guard posted at the trestle, reported that the men fled when he engaged then in a gun duel in which he received a flesh wound in the hand. He found 22 sticks of dynamite after the men escaped, he said. 
One of the men, Fish said he believed was a Negro. In the brief fight with them he reported one struck at him with a knife, slashing his clothing, while the other inflicted a bullet wound in his hand.
LURKING NEAR TRESTLE The watchman said the two rushed at him when he sought to question them after he found them lurking near the trestle under cover of darkness. The fight was said to have occurred only a few momenta before the pilot train preceding the presidential special reached the bridge. 
First reports said a man had been slain at the trestle, but officials later denied this.
Flagging down the pilot train, which was running a few minute ahead of the presidential special, Fish reported the incident. After a brief investigation, the pilot train and the President's special proceeded toward California, 25 minutes behind schedule.  
A. A. Lowe, railroad division inspector, who was riding on the pilot engine, said no fuses or caps were found at the spot. 
HOOVER NOT INFORMED SAN FRANCISCO, Nov. 8 (UP) — President Hoover was not informed of reports that two men had fought with a watchman guarding a Southern Pacific trestle near Palisades, Nev., according to dispatches from the Hoover train today.
Passengers on the presidential special were ignorant of the cause of the delay caused near Carlin, Nev. Those who inquired shout the stop were told the pilot train ahead had developed a hot box.
[AL: Only a handful of later historians even mention this incident, and only newspapers have been consulted. Without looking at railway, secret service or FBI records, it’s really hard to say if this actually happened the way reported, if there really was an assassination attempt, or what exactly the two men and the dynamite was doing out there, if it wasn’t just planted by Fish himself...]
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defensenow · 4 months
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firedragon1321 · 7 months
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seafoodsoda · 4 months
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Now give us zombie apocalypse Soda and Emmet!!!
You got it boss
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(As flattered as I am at the attempt to include me, realistically I don’t think I’d last long, ha ha)
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meowmeowmeowmeow4x · 7 months
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Supersons +1 prompt answer
If you asked Danny, 12 year old half-ghost hero of Amity Park, how half-life was going, he'd tell you things were mixed.
On the one hand, he had just spent the last three or four months in family/scientist/'this house is a death trap waiting to happen' therapy with Jazz, and by some miracle, it worked. He wasn't sure if this was some kind of dream as his parents poured over years upon years of research, crossing out lines, rewriting equations, and reevaulating everything they thought they knew about ghosts.
Was the shudders family therapy worth not going over how they'd like to dissect him? he's still not sure. The horror.
Not to mention the attention. Danny was sure he was going to throw up if his parents drag him away for more bonding time, only for a ghost to attack and for him to run off to transform. What made it worse was when the Fentons came barrelling out, guns blazing, alternating between getting mad that he'd interrupted their family time, and asking him questions about "Your suspicious spook culture, if you even have one you dangerous delusional delinquent!"
At least they were trying, but Danny was very much comfortable not spilling the beans on the whole half-ghost situation, thank you very much.
And that's why, when Dad proposed to take him to Gotham to show off their latest invention, he jumped at the chance. The home city of the Batman, one of the greatest heroes known to man (except for Martian Manhunter and Superman of course) and Dad promised to take him to Gotham Observatory too. Not to mention how much he wanted to get away from Jazz's smug looks of superiority. Gotham here he comes!
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Damian Wayne scowled as he scanned the crowed of scientists with more smarts than sense. Really, a flying toilet seat. For what deviant?
"Maybe they're for people who can fly." Kent piped up beside him. Father had let the two of them run off together, and his company was mildly more appealing than being alone with his thoughts.
"Why would Superman ever need to relieve himself mid-air. I do not believe you would appreciate your father's rear end being on display for all the world to see."
"True." Jon hummed. His voice lowered to a whisper. "You think indecent exposure is what your dad meant by "scoping out any potential future villains?"
Damian gave Jon a flat look. The sooner this convention ended, the better.
The crowded shifted, and the mass of visitors pushed toward a certain corner, where a man large enough to rival Superman's build stood upon a podium, with a boy their age off to the side.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce to you the latest in FentonWorks' innovations, the Fenton Ghost Zone Radar, soon to revolutionise the study of ghosts!"
"I thought ghosts were a magic thing." Jon said. "You know, stuff Constantine and JLD deal with."
"They are."
"Mixing magic and science is like, like, oil and water. No way this guy's serious, is he?"
"His name is Jack Fenton. That's Daniel Fenton, his son." Damian pointed to the boy in question, looking like he'd seen this scene a hundred times before, but with that knowing glint that promised something deeper. "They're normally spotted alongside Jack's wife, Madeline. Widely regarded as quacks by the larger scientific community for chasing paper-thin theories about ghosts, they've nonetheless gained funding from the government. This is the first time they've left their base of operations in Amity Park for years."
"Woah, you know your stuff, Dami!"
Damian glared at the young Superboy in disguise. "I read the briefing files. Didn't you?"
Kent looked uncomfortable and looked away. "Uhh, maybe?"
"Typical."
"Well, if he's so crazy, then why'd your dad even let him in." Upon another scathing glare, Kent relented. "Oh right, the whole supervillain thing."
"Enough chatter. We'll zero in on the younger Fenton. I intend to squeeze him like a grape, and make Father proud."
"Dami maybe you should be a little nicer-" Only for Damian to march off without him.
Honestly, inane niceties were above someone of his status. Those things were Superboy's job, and if Daniel Fenton wouldn't crack, then Damian was itching to try a new torture technique.
@impyssadobsessions
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wretchedprophecy · 7 months
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madamshogunassassin · 1 month
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NOWHERE GIRL (dir. Mamoru Oshii) (2015)
Trigger warning: Takes place in a school shooting.
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kaysdenofchaos · 2 months
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NOOOO I THINK IM TOO LATEEEEEE😰😰😰😰😰😰😰
If I’m not, then can we see some stupid BS!Disater twins, or BS!Donnie angst???? LOVE YA!!!!
Battle Scars AU: Shots Fired
the beginning of Leo's insomnia :3
Referencing this chapter from the Prologue
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Battle Scars AU Masterpost || Commission Info
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Sister of Battle by Garry Wharton
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sgt-tombstone · 2 months
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Soap knows how to load and fire a flintlock but won’t tell anyone how or why
it’s his favorite party trick and he loves to gloat that he knows how to operate one weapon that Ghost doesn’t (he could probably figure it out but doesn’t want to risk sacrificing his fingers or face in a firearm explosion to test that theory)
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defensenow · 5 months
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