#progressor

[tychos-huzband]

i don't really know much about dandy's world outside of fan memes and mutuals talking about it but shrimpo and pebble are cute and also literally me fr

i will be accepting zero arguments

[homoeroticvillain]

i keep cooking up geistverse toxic yuri, someday i will develop it properly

[verifiablebot]

ça dit tu avoir étude tout le jours ou tu perdre ça…..ça c'est correct

[classicalsqueak]

Using Patchwork Devices in Fortnite Creative, but want to transpose? Try adding a Note Progressor.

This video is about the Note Progressor Patchwork Device in Fortnite Creative, alongside some music theory. I also transcribed and played through all of the presets on the piano.

To download the PDFs from this video: https://ko-fi.com/s/4a9fbdec27

More tutorial videos:

Note Sequencers, Simple Build (Bach Prelude in C): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_CYX63DIMHY

Part 2 (update): https://youtu.be/dwEklAySBqU?si=EuOpEzgzNJ4Z6ZxX

Map Codes:

Patchwork Bach Prelude (my map!): 1015-9049-0160

https://www.fortnite.com/@classicalsqueak/1015-9049-0160

Tutorial maps listed by Fortnite:

Patchwork Music Gallery Island: 5806-7083-7937

Patchwork Club: 6730-0905-0185

For more videos: YouTube (classicalsqueak) / Video Index

For more sheet music: Ko-fi (classicalsqueak) or SMP* (published by Ylan Chu)

[fyeahnix]

Sevika Hockey AU where Sevika is the team enforcer and Reader had been traded to the team in a legendary deal as their new star player.

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The game had been close all night. Physical, too. High-sticking and cross-checks under the referee's noses drew out the nastiest insults from the crowd. You saw and heard and felt it all.

But you tuned it out. You had a job to do.

The Zaun Wolves needed an experienced star player added to the roster to help mentor their rising rookie hopeful, and in an odd turn of events, the Noxus Generals decided to part ways with you, the player they'd drafted with the number one pick only five years ago, for a draft haul in the off-season.

After a rocky rookie season and a sophomore slump, you were on the upswing in your career. You'd posted some record statistics during your time with the Generals and judging by the two goals you'd achieved tonight, you'd say the Piltover Progressors were learning that you lived up to your reputation.

It was no secret in the league that Zaun had beef with Piltover as rivals, but no one informed you just how much the Progressors hated the Generals. To them, you were the bastard child of both, and they were keen on making you feel every bruise in your first bout this season.

This team was fucking ruthless. No only were they trying to box you out from getting the puck, but when you did manage to snatch it away, another player would check you against the boards with their entire body weight and sneak in an illegal hit to go with it. And Janna bless the rookie Vi for coming to your defense. She was scrappy and never backed down from a fight, but she lacked the muscle mass to take the bigger players down completely. Still, you appreciated her effort.

Your saving grace, however, was the large woman sitting anxiously in the penalty box whose eyes locked with yours whenever you skated by. Sevika was one of the older vets on an already fairly young team, and the team's one and only enforcer. You learned over the off-season that while she didn't speak much and wasn't the best player on the Wolves, the team listened wholeheartedly to her wisdom and rallied behind her when it mattered. Much different to the militancy you experienced on the Generals.

Your defenders did their damnedest job keeping the puck away from the Progressors during the penalty. The penalty clock wound down to the last fifteen seconds just as you saw an opportunity to seize the puck and take a shot on goal.

You launched yourself across the ice to gather the puck. With quick stick work, you coiled back for a slapshot and before the end of your stick collided with the puck, a heavy body slammed into you. You lost balance and tumbled to the ice, losing the puck. They'd knocked the wind out of you, and you struggled to stand as the crowd yelled about another missed charging call.

You stood, finally, just in time for Sevika to hop out of the penalty box a second before stoppage of play. She rolled over to you and gave you a once-over.

“You good?” she asked.

You shook your head. “I'll be fine. They're startin’ to piss me off though.”

She nodded. “Gotchu.”

You skated into position behind your center for a face-off near your goal. Play resumed with your center winning the bout and passing over to Vi who took the puck to the other side of the ice. You followed. She passed it to you, and you played keep away with it before passing back to the center. The defender who tagged you grew sick of watching the clock and took it up on herself to check you into the boards when the puck came flying back to you. You lost it in the scuffle.

When you recovered, you saw Sevika sailing over to the defender, grabbing her by the jersey to pull her back.

Sevika then dropped her stick and gloves.

The defender followed suit.

The crowd hollered and screamed, went wild as the two danced around each other on skates.

The defender took a couple of feint jabs, but Sevika didn't fall for it. She kept her guard up and when the defender missed a big swing, Sevika followed up with a sharp uppercut. She grabbed the front of the defender's jersey and held her in place as she pummeled the defender with a flurry of right fists to the cheek and jaw. Her blows echoed off the ice, somehow overpowering the deafening crowd. The defender tried to no avail to fight back, but managed to sneak in a few lucky hits to make Sevika bite her own tongue.

The defender stumbled down, and finally, the referee broke up the fight for another stoppage of play.

Sevika grinned at the crowd, circling the ice with a bloody mouth. With one last glare at the defender, she yelled words that reassured your growing trust in her.

“Yeah, try that shit again and see what I do!”

On her way to the penalty box, she gave you a quick wink before slamming back inside to sit down.

Most of your team were slow to warm up to you during the off-season when you arrived in Zaun. Sevika had been the slowest. She acknowledged you, sure, but actually talking to you outside of work-related topics was like pulling teeth. It wasn't until she stumbled upon you skating around the ice in the brisk hours of the morning did she make the effort to engage. She'd always been first one in, last one out, and for once, someone had her beat.

You loved what you did—the juxtaposition of gracefully gliding across ice with the heaviness of pads protecting your person—but nothing came easy. You were smaller than the average player and faster because of it, but what you couldn't accomplish in raw strength, you made up for it in accuracy and finesse with the puck at your blade. But shooting a frozen piece of rubber into a goalie's five-hole took practice. Ten thousand hours of it. You'd told Sevika then why you were there and while the acknowledgement she gave you then was nothing but a gruff scoff and quick smile, her demeanor towards you changed from then on.

You came to learn that she valued nothing more than hard work and dedication. You weren't some gifted player with natural-born talent with access to the best resources at your disposal. You were you—an Ionian who had worked their ass off from sun up to sun down to have any hopes of being the best player in the league.

As the clock wound down to the final five minutes, you checked the scoreboard. Sevika's penalty time would take you down to the final three and you only had to endure from there.

The Progressors took their timeout. You locked eyes with Sevika for two long seconds during the team huddle, who only gave you the faintest of nods, an action that only said “I got you.”

Your opponents kept up the pressure but laid off the dirty plays for the rest of the game. The message was loud and clear to them: fuck with you and they'd answer to Sevika.

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[valmillion]

why no age progressors?

[258punkweight]

i know a few girls who are like 19 but act like i'm so much younger than them despite me only being 17. and like don't get me wrong i think it's sweet that they care about me so much, but i assure u i won't keel over dead if i drink a monster or something. i worry about y'all ! like ur still young u shouldn't be worrying si much it's probably not good for u. u should be smoking a bong and chillaxing ! hm maybe they're the opposite of age regressors............... age progressors ?

[cogbreath]

age progressor

[endearingfascination]

lowkey the barbieheimer thing is getting on my nerves. barbie was great but oppenheimer is essentially just mooching off of barbie’s fame as desperate plea to survive being released the same day as barbie. plus i’m pretty sure oppenheimer makes him out to be some sort of innovator and progressor of civilization and nowhere in the movie do they talk about hiroshima and nagasaki either. oppenheimer is NOTHING next to barbie

[jellyfishinajamjar]

Trauma made me an age progressor

[buckets-of-creativity]

Got some new cameras for my collection and remembered I meant to post more about them!

Lets start with the one that made me buy this lot to begin with

This adorable thing used 110 film and AA batteries for the flash. Based on the feel of the shutter button I think it unfortunately doesn’t work, but that may be a different story if I loaded some film into it.

My dive into film photography is mostly deterred by the fact I want to develop my own film and finding somewhere to do that is,,, just not easily done rn

This guy is growing on me now that I get to hold it. Based on the button feel he’s definitely functional as the shutter properly clicks after winding the film progressor. However he had his og batteries (plain blue and made in Japan!) still in and they corroded. So the flash is likely useless now. The camera though is functional without that so its not a total loss

There’s three others I may post too later but these were my favorites. Kids cameras aren’t my usual pick, but if you look Crayola made a several of kids electronics. Namely, two types of film cameras, a record player, and cassette player that I’ve seen so far

[classicalsqueak]

Using Patchwork Devices in Fortnite Creative, but want to transpose? Try adding a Note Progressor.

This video is about the Note Progressor Patchwork Device in Fortnite Creative, alongside some music theory. I also transcribed and played through all of the presets on the piano.

To download the PDFs from this video: https://ko-fi.com/s/4a9fbdec27

More tutorial videos:

Note Sequencers, Simple Build (Bach Prelude in C): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_CYX63DIMHY

Part 2 (update): https://youtu.be/dwEklAySBqU?si=EuOpEzgzNJ4Z6ZxX

Map Codes:

Patchwork Bach Prelude (my map!): 1015-9049-0160

https://www.fortnite.com/@classicalsqueak/1015-9049-0160

Tutorial maps listed by Fortnite:

Patchwork Music Gallery Island: 5806-7083-7937

Patchwork Club: 6730-0905-0185

For more videos: YouTube (classicalsqueak) / Video Index

For more sheet music: Ko-fi (classicalsqueak) or SMP* (published by Ylan Chu)

[bitchinbarzal]

“Aquarians are clever, analytical, technical, truthful, assertive, confident, progressive and innovative. They like to solve problems, improve what's already working well, and push boundaries. They are activists, campaigners and progressors of the causes they think will make a difference to the world”

This is so Queen Iris 💁‍♀️

QUEEN SHIZ

[simiansmoke]

Do they meditate? if not, have they ever tried? how did it go?

xxx

Back in the days the Kong army was stationed under Dread's command, if younger members weren't hitting their growth or strength milestones in time, he would take said stragglers up into the mountainous region of the jungle where he'd relinquish them to the dojo master of the area, Karate Kong, for a specialized meditation treatment known as Misogi. This consisted of forcing shivering recruits to stand, unflinching for hours at a time beneath the frigid streams of mountain falls under the belief that the waters from deep within the mountain possessed a purifying agent that would 'cleanse' the negative energy thought to be hanging onto the slow progressors. Dread of course didn't believe the mythical aspect of it and saw the treatment as more of a discipline building exercise as well as a punishment he was more than happy to send DK to on the regular.

As far as DK's thoughts on Misogi go, he had been told the healing waters of the mountain combined with meditation would help him get bigger back when he was struggling pre-growth spurt to shake his runty frame, but after seeing how the cold ass water actually made him ahem..."shrink"... he thinks it's all bullshit. Though it is a nice trick to help with stiff or sore muscles, so he occasionally partakes, though he's never built up the badass quiet endurance of silently entering a stream of frozen water vs a slew of shrieks and yelped curses.

If he really wanted some quiet, relaxation method - he'd just light up that jungle lettuce -

[glitterhoof]

actually that joke i made in tags is funny. where is my age PROGRESSOR community. where are the people who are 22 going on 80. where are my elderly home aesthetic blogs .