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[criffyzou]

Isah & Dutty Dior - Quit (Cashmere Cat - Cover)

[kemetic-dreams]

Nigerian teenager invents robot using exoskeleton remote control

A 17-year-old boy in Kano State, Isah Auwal-Barde, has invented a robot that works with a robotic exoskeleton remote control. Exoskeleton remote control is a system of controlling a robot by the person operating it through demonstration with parts of his body.

Nigerian teenager invents robot using exoskeleton remote control (Video) - Rising AfricaA 17-year-old boy in Kano State, Isah Auwal-Barde, has invented a robot that works with a robotic exoskeleton remote control. Exoskeleton remote control is a system of controlling a robot by the person operating it through demonstration with parts of his body. Master Auwal-Barde on Saturday said he grew up with a passion for creativity. […]https://bit.ly/3Ao92Oz

[simonnesavoie]

if my prayer be not humble, make it so 🗣🗣🗣🗣

[mlarayoukai]

I need to update 3 characters' art to make a fake gacha and it's driving me insane a bit

[nakeddeparture]

Pastor Simon Kado and others (Jesse Simon-Kado, Muhammad Isah) arrested for child trafficking. Keep your eyes on the prize, i.e., your children. Remember, you cannot truly know someone.

https://youtu.be/oOai-CK6Mk0

It’s in their DNA to do what they do. The abolishion act was just that, only an act. Trust no one. Naked!!

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Supreme court affirms Governor Uba Sani's election

Supreme court affirms Governor Uba Sani’s election The Supreme Court has rejected an appeal filed by the Peoples Democratic Party (PDP) gubernatorial candidate, Isah Ashiru, contesting the victory of Governor Uba Sani in Kaduna State. The Independent National Electoral Commission (INEC) declared Sani as the winner of the exercise. The All Progressives Congress (APC) flagbearer polled 730,002…

[arewanahiya]

Sabuwar Wakar Isah Ayagi Farin Ciki Audio Mp3.

Isah Ayagi New Music: Farin Ciki   Isah Ayagi, the talented Nigerian musician, has created waves with his latest release, “Farin Ciki.” This captivating piece of music has garnered immense attention from fans and critics alike. In this blog post, we will delve into the mesmerizing qualities of Ayagi’s latest work and explore the significance of his artistry in the Nigerian music industry. 1. An…

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Sanwo-Olu assures on hitch-free census exercise

Sanwo-Olu assures on hitch-free census exercise

Lagos State Governor, Mr. Babajide Sanwo-Olu on Tuesday assured that his administration would provide an enabling environment for the conduct of a hitch-free National Population and Housing Census slated for 2023. Sanwo-Olu gave the assurance at a stakeholders summit for the project, held at Alausa, Ikeja Lagos. The governor in his remarks, appealed to all Lagosians to participate fully in the…

[holidxyy]

)hiwdoes it feel to be freakygrans biggest fan isah passing the mic to you

it feold so wonderful. well onthe roblox freakygram game i’m. 2nd but its ok ican do this

also doyou like what i have cooked up im jigglin james

[little-reader]

"The Son of A Monster." Valentines Special. MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS

Masterlist

Carl Grimes / Male Reader.

I breathe in the air. It's fresh as the apples, and brisk as the wind blows by. “Daddy.” Huffed a small child, standing next to his twin. Identical. The boy stomped his foot and crossed his arms, cute and angry, while his brother stood quietly with flowers in his hand. 

“What,” I said, with the same whining as I picked flowers in a field, near home. The morning was fresh, and yet to fully rise when we had begun to pick. I planned this all the night before, perfectly to where it did not interfere with schedules. A day off from riding to Alexandria to get kids to school, and farming hadn’t started till noon. 

“Don’t wanna do this! It's boring.” The boy, Isahe, said, stomping his foot once again. I raised an eyebrow, looking at the flowers he had in hand before bending down.

“Now, now. You know the rules, you only use that voice when…?” I waited for the answer, looking at the angry boy.

He rolled his eyes slightly. “When I see someone or something that can put me in danger.” He repeated. Something I had taught regularly, and classes taught. Growing up in a world like this is absolute hell. I smile at Isahe, ruffling his hair and kissing his forehead. 

“You know why we're doin’ this. Pa will be sad he didn’t get any flowers from one of his favorite boys.” I pinch his cheek, his expression changes as he considers this. “I don’t think he’d want flowers from just Daddy and Rome,” I stated, pushing his hair out of his face. He hummed and pushed my arm away as Rome showed me the flowers he had picked.

I wave the carriage off as the two twins smile and they leave off the road. Two gunmen with them, trusted men of course. I sighed as I unlocked the wall and secured it behind me. A house stood tall, with a porch with garden supplies. A garden with a wired fence stood at the side and toys were scattered around. I unlocked the front door, carrying a basket with food and flowers, and walked inside, making sure to lock the door behind me. The home was quiet as I set down the basket. I uncovered the living room windows and opened the curtains, allowing natural light to pass through. 

I left into the kitchen before grabbing a knife, cutting board, bowls, and a pan. Days like these weren’t really celebrated. Not that this day mattered to most starving and scared people. But how I was living now? I wanted it to last, and have the kids with a childhood and imagination that goes on for miles. I collected books, comics, and children's books for the small library in a spare room. The house was two-story, with a thick stone wall surrounding it. The wall had plenty to keep us safe. Cameras, trip wires, traps, anything to keep something bad out. Anything to keep them safe. The garden was big enough to preserve food for winter, and still eat in the summer and spring. The fence kept rabbits, mice, or anything that could fly out. 

We had a shed in the back of the house that looked like an old gardening shed but could be turned into a weapon shed in a matter of seconds. The doors in the house had been made to keep things in or out if locked. I didn’t want anything bad to happen, and if anything went wrong, I had a plan to make sure it wouldn’t

I sighed, closing my eyes after cutting the food and placing it into bowls. I grabbed an extra bowl and grabbed some eggs from the refrigerator. Trade was a good thing in handy. 

I could smell the egg drafting around the house as I started making an omelet, which turned out good. The green pepper, tomato, and onion made the food blow with taste as I placed it on a plate and poured fresh lemonade. The food and drinks were placed on a board and I slowly carried it to the top of the stairs and opened a door with the push of my foot. I sat down on the board on a nightstand and took off my shoes and jeans before pushing back the duvet and, carefully, making myself comfortable. 

I look at the sleeping man beside me. His hair covered his face and his back turned to me. I lean down and kiss his bare shoulder before pushing his hair away. His eyepatch lay on the nightstand, leaving his scar to show as I kiss behind his ear and wrap my arms around him. 

I hear him groan as He pushes his head to the side and deeper into his pillow. “Hey,” I said, rubbing his bare chest as I rested my forehead on his shoulder. I heard him hum as He stretched his legs and arms. ‘Kids are gone, Aaron picked them up.” I whispered, kissing his back. He hummed again and whined as he stretched his back and turned. I took my forehead off of his shoulder, feeling him turning in my arms.

“What time is it?” He asked, now looking at me. I could see the tiredness in his eyes.

“Doesn’t matter. We don’t gotta go until late noon.” I said, pushing my hand through his hair. It needed another trim, but it was fine. “Hairs getting long again. Gonna keep it like old times, or cut it again?” I said, playing with a strand. He shrugs, his eye shutting again as he licked his lips. “Hungry?” I whisper and he nods slightly. I smile and lift myself up. “Good, 'cause’ I brought you some food to eat,” I said as he stretched again and sat up on his elbows.

“What... why?” He asks, rubbing his eyes, and starting to wake up. I smile and look at him. 

“The kid picked you some flowers, though he didn’t want to,” I say, I hear him laugh as I place the board on his lap. “Happy Valentine's Day.”

[souledead]

Go lang universe, pakibura na lahat ng hindi na para sa akin sa buhay ko isahing bagsakan mo na para maraming space sa bagong darating na mas better and best.

[letters-to-rosie]

revolution-verse cast list

it occurred to me that my little fic universe has a lot of people in it. I figured it would be a good idea to make a cast list so anyone can reference it whenever they want. I'll add people as we go, too

(not including major Arcane characters because yeah)

Powder's gang

Sky Young: Jayce and Viktor's lab assistant in canon; here she's coworkers with them and Powder at Piltover South-Central University's engineering lab

Megan Young: Sky's younger sister; a medical resident at South-Central's university hospital

Scar: the bat Chirean from canon; a part-time student at South-Central, construction worker, and single dad

32nd Street Community Center gang

Marnie: the director of the community center; an old friend of Ekko and Gianna

Gianna Acardi: the Firelight who knocks Caitlyn out in canon; Ekko's friend from high school, employee at one of Piltover's big 3 mining companies, and haver of a ton of siblings, including Ajuna, Nate, and Gabby

Eve: the Firelight who reminds Jinx of Vi in canon; community organizer who is always ready for a new challenge

Mr. Kang: cooks at the community center often; during Powder's early foster care days, he was her neighbor

Gary: frenemy of Marnie's who frequently steals from the community center pantry; works at a nearby homeless shelter (so at least it's for a good cause?)

Nadir: Gary's fiance who also works to provide assistance to the homeless population

Rosmaria: friend of Marnie's who works for one of Piltover's premiere shipping companies, BOL

assorted folks

Ajuna: in Ekko's game lore, a friend he couldn't save; in this story, he's Gianna's step-brother and a large source of her and Ekko's stress (affectionate)

Kai: Scar's infant son

Taze: a friend of Scar and Eve's who is a refugee from Noxus and an expert on resisting oppressive nonsense; has a wife and kids

Amari: Megan's long-term partner; hopes to go to pharmacy school

Isah: member of Finn's gang, the Slickjaws; she and the members she leads defect due to Ekko's influence

Boone: leader of a gang having territory disputes with the Slickjaws; loyal to Silco and Ekko by proxy

Zeray Bask: a schoolteacher and local leader at the New Antima housing complex; termed "Soup Guy" by Powder

topsiders

Charleston Beaumont: youngest son of Amara Beaumont, the owner of BOL; wants to make shimmer an international product, which has led him into a bloody feud with Ekko

Amara Beaumont: in canon a woman Mel introduces to Jayce after his crackdown on corruption at the Hexgates; in this story, a wealthy shipping magnate who spoils her six children

[kata-sans]

Raising Stripe

Chapter 8

Stripe was not happy. He awoke to find himself completely changed into a new species. He had been poked and prodded that morning. His caretakers had both been acting weird. The worst part, no one had bothered to feed him all day. Stripe was upset and he was determined to make his temper known.

After the strange blonde man left the Tucker home, Stripe’s whines picked up in volume. His caretakers decided they needed to go shopping immediately. His dark hair caretaker had picked him up and made his way out the door. As his caretaker placed him in the backseat, his blonde caretaker pointed out that the book in his hand discouraged infants riding without a car seat. With no other option, they placed him on the floor of the car.

In the store, they grabbed a shopping cart with an infant seat. Stripe, not used to the seat, made a big fuss of being strapped again. They quickly pushed the cart wanting to end the experience pronto. They made a beeline for the baby aisles as they read the items in Butter’s list.

“B-butters says Stripe is about six months old so we need baby formula and milk first.” Tweek read from the list.

Craig cursed as he looked at the aisle full of multicolored tubs of formula. He was overwhelmed with all the different labels and brands. “Does it say which one we need?”

Tweek grabbed his hair as he read the back of one of the containers. “GAH! This one's for colic babies. Is Stripe colic? W-what does that MEAN?”

The couple helplessly stared at the wall of formula until, “Aww, aren't you just the cutest. You remind me of my baby Isah.”

Craig turned to see a lady cooing at Stripe. When he heard her say she had a baby of her own, he called her attention, “Excuse me, can you help? My husband and I don't know about formulas and need help picking one.”

The kind lady upon seeing their desperate expressions, patiently explained the different formulas on the wall and recommended her choice. The couple expressed their enormous gratitude to the lady as she walked away from the aisle.

The next items on the list were less complicated and took less time to find. The cart was now full of formula, baby bottles, burping rags, diapers, baby wipes, baby shampoo, and other small items from the list.

While Craig debated between two packs of pacifiers, Tweek picked up a Winnie the Pooh plushy. He knew Craig would not approve, but sneakily presented the plushy to Stripe. The baby tilted his head confused. Tweek shook the plushy to reveal its function as a rattle. Strike kicked and shrieked in delight.

Craig's face dropped when he noticed the toy in Tweek's hand. “Tweek, what the hell! Winnie the Pooh?”

Tweek laughed, “ Aww come on Craig he loves it. Look!” Tweek shook the plushy provoking more squeals and kicks from the baby. He guided Stripe's hand to hold and shake the plush.

Craig flipped his husband off as he walked to the next aisle. Tweek chuckled and threw a Pooh bear onesie into the cart.

The final items on their list were the large items. They needed a crib, a car seat, and a stroller. They finished their shopping trip by picking a simple white crib and a stroller that folded into a car seat.

They quickly purchased their items and returned to their car. One YouTube and several colorful choice words later, the car seat was set up and the family headed home.

Ch7

Ch9

[the-celluloid-correspondent]

Cocaine Bear

Inspired by true events. After a 500-pound black bear consumes a significant amount of cocaine and embarks on a drug-fueled rampage, an eccentric gathering of cops, criminals, tourists, and teenagers assemble in the Georgia forest.

Now with a film titled Cocaine Bear, one should not expect high-art cinema. One should expect a stupid fun ride about a bear high on cocaine going on a murder rampage. Thankfully, Cocaine Bear delivers that murderous rampage in the most bloody and humorous way possible. The film is fully aware of its insane story and goes to town with it. All of the kills are over the top, hysterical, and Raimi-level gory. It was so much fun watching the bear go on its killing spree. Even when the bear was not killing, they managed to create hysterical situations with the icon. However, with that stated, the film tries desperately to get you to care about the human characters when all you want is to see them turn into meat punching bags. Every time the bear was not present, it was a little boring. Though there are some good performances which helped from Ray Liotta (RIP), O'Shea Jackson Jr, Margo Martindale, Alden Ehrenreich, and Isah Whitlock Jr. These actors knew the tone of the film and blended their acting perfectly with it. Overall, Cocaine Bear is a stupid, fun ride that takes a radical concept and goes to town with it.

I am giving Cocaine Bear, a B.