2021.11.29 20:18 SavageMoonBoy Patty's Gravures (Norimaki)
2021.11.29 20:18 JaxCharl05 Quick Trade Evo
Is anyone available to help me evolve my Electabuzz real quick? Tried the union room code by Austin John Plays but it didn’t look like anyone was on
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2021.11.29 20:18 RosesAreRed333 W/F/L
2021.11.29 20:18 Nazboiii WE SMASHING LIKE EVERY DAY
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2021.11.29 20:18 Lag_the_Kind A Mãe da minha amiga é Narcisista
Faz muito tempo que eu queria compartilhar isso com outras pessoas, porém, para evitar mais problemas eu não contei a ninguém do meu ciclo pessoal, então acho que aqui é o melhor lugar para desabafar sobre isso.
"A mãe narcisista é, portanto, a mulher que apresenta narcisimo materno patológico. O perfil se caracteriza por ter opinião elevada sobre si, exigir admiração constante e crer que outras pessoas são inferiores. Por isso, gera comportamentos abusivos que prejudicam a saúde mental dos jovens que convivem com ela"
Faz alguns meses que conheci uma garota chamada Maria (Nome não real) em uma saída com alguns amigos, mal nos falamos pessoalmente, mas, no dia seguinte ela me adicionou no Instagram, e daí começamos uma amizade muito rapidamente.
Conversamos quase todos os dias sobre muitos assuntos durante VÁRIAS horas por dia, tínhamos uma conversa legal, aquelas que a gente perde a noção do redor quando estamos afundados em um assunto, era muito bom. Mas depois de algumas semanas eu me incomodei com um comportamento dela, ela se menosprezava DEMAIS, quanto mais a gente ficava próximo mais ela se rebaixava pra certas coisas, dizendo palavras muito ruins sobre ela mesma, dizendo que ela era inútil, que se sentia um lixo por não fazer nada direito, que era uma pessoa invisível, que ninguém a amava, sempre com palavras bem pesadas. Eu tentei ajudar, conversei muito com ela pra entender o por que ela tinha aquele comportamento, depois de algumas conversas eu percebi que a Mãe dela era um grande problema no dia a dia.
Maria passou a me contar os problemas que tinha com a mãe, frequentemente ela desabafava sobre as coisas cruéis que a Mãe dela falava, a Mãe vivia dizendo que ela não deveria ter nascido, que ela era feia e desajeitada, que tudo seria melhor se ela não abrisse a boca pra falar, sempre a rebaixando muito, principalmente dentro de casa. Maria também falava constantemente sobre como todos os problemas eram direcionados pra ela, tudo de ruim que acontecia dentro de casa era jogado a culpa nela, principalmente sobre a depressão que o pai dela passava, a Mãe de Maria sempre dizia que a depressão que o pai tinha era por causa de desgosto.
Uma das coisas que Maria mais gostava de fazer era tocar (Violão, flauta, violino) na igreja, praticamente todos os dias a noite ela tocava nos cultos, no início da nossa amizade ela passava boa parte do dia ensaiando dentro do quarto, mas Maria desistiu de tocar por que a Mãe dela a proibiu, dizendo que ela era era péssima com os instrumentos e que faria um favor pra igreja se parasse de tocar, o pior de tudo é que ela convenceu todo mundo da igreja dizendo que ela simplismente não queria tocar mais. Isso me arrasou, por que ela adorava tocar.
Outra coisa que mecheu comigo foi algo que aconteceu semana passada, era dia do aniversário da mãe de Maria e ela tinha escrito uma carta de presente, dando os parabéns e coisinhas bonitinhas (Ela tem 14 anos, esqueci de mencionar antes), mas antes mesmo de entregar, a mãe encontrou a carta enquanto limpava o quarto dela e rasgou a cartinha sem Maria ver, ela ficou MUITO chateada com isso.
Com todas essas coisas acontecendo eu comecei a conversar com as melhores amigas dela, pra confirmar que tudo isso estava acontecendo, por que sinceramente, eu não estava acreditando até certo ponto. Elas confirmaram tudo, e ainda contaram mais coisas que eu não fazia ideia, contaram que algumas vezes a mãe de Maria a bateu por que ela contou pras amigas o que acontecia em casa, as mães dessas amigas ficaram sabendo e foram falar com a Mãe de Maria, que claro, disse que tudo era mentira.
Até então, a situação está assim, uma garota destruída psicologicamente em que eu (e as amigas dela) tento o possível pra ajudar, mas sinto que parece impossível por que ela vive nesse "mundo" a tanto tempo que acredita que tem culpa de tudo, estou tentando entrar em contato com as pessoas da igreja que ela frequenta pra resolver essa situação de perto, por que a vida desse garota está um inferno...
É isso, eu precisava mesmo desabafar sobre isso pois está me tirando o sono, tô muito chateado com a situação que essa garota vive, não consigo dormir sabendo que o maior inimigo dela é a própria mãe.
Desculpe se ficou confuso, Obrigado por ler até aqui, abraço.
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2021.11.29 20:18 DJBuchan2 Red Diamond PlayButton (LizardLava)
| Almost 10k subs away. We need to reunite the playbutton and the case. pls sub for Jack's sake: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCvEOqvh8EXJeG_cOJMZkgiw |
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2021.11.29 20:18 TheFlame4234 It's that time of year
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2021.11.29 20:18 Electronic-Ring8336 Banana Chunk 🍌 from Edans Gate is a very special smoke.
2021.11.29 20:18 PressXBand Stone Ocean OP [Cover] - Ichigo by Kishida Kyodan & The Akeboshi Rockets
2021.11.29 20:18 CelerySTlXX Matching shirt to letter fill… 😉
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2021.11.29 20:18 throwitallitaway I wanna loc my hair. Right now my hair stays pretty consistently in these 2 strands. Could I just start with these twists? (More in comments)
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2021.11.29 20:18 sprgb0 [Ds3][Ps4] can anyone help with demon prince boss?
2021.11.29 20:18 aydwin Quando você é magro e tem vento forte.
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2021.11.29 20:18 ChubbyDaddyBear 41 chubby daddy bear looking for younger slim boy to meet. Only respond if you can meet in the Netherlands
2021.11.29 20:18 Persheis [Jolly] Rookidee, M, 5
- Ditto Requested: Jolly
- Pokémon Deposited: Rookidee
- Nickname: Persheis
- Pokeball: Repeat Ball
- Gender: Male
- Level: 5
- Home name: Persheis
- GTS Message: Please trade Pokemon with me. Thanks in advance.
- Game Language: English
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2021.11.29 20:18 some-random-teen If you haven't finished season 2 STOP. Kimiko's brother is alive right?
Could be just a dumb theory. Maybe they added this to show kimikos strength. But her brother kenji died by storm breaker snapping his neck like a kit kat. It made sense at the time because his character either had to join the group which there was no foreshadowing of. Or die. And he died. But when kimiko "died" it was the same way. Which also seemed strange cause there was no point in adding a 2 second death. It seemed out of place.
It feels intentional. All supes seem to have an amount of death resistance although different amounts. Shouldn't the two have a similar level? Same process and similar genes. So if she was fine after a crick crack shouldn't he be as well? Maybe it took longer to heal or he just thought he was better off faking his death.
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2021.11.29 20:18 snapbangclick FT Trea Turner GQ lot - Aqua /199, Green, Base
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2021.11.29 20:18 Gadburn SCP 19
:All the king's Men:
Date: 6 months 19 days after 'Liberation'
Location: Caerleon Underground
One of the largest caves in the underground network had been converted and reinforced into a briefing room a massive area. With everyone participating in the coming operation present Murphy and Blackwell could begin.
"With the support of the GOC, Church of the Broken God and our magical friends we are finally prepared to begin Operation 'Alcatraz'. Even with our new allies and technology from them this is still going to be an incredibly perilous endeavor." Blackwood looked out into the faces of the men and women before him, each had gone above and beyond the call of duty and now he was asking for more. There was no fear or apprehension in them, only simmering eagerness to get under way.
"The breakdown is as follows, Murphy and I will be leading you in that fancy new camouflage the GOC has shared with us. We will make way through the city in the evening towards the Stadium, the majority of you will remain on standby until my squad and I neutralize the Warden and the control room. Once done you will infiltrate the facility and incapacitate the guards alongside Supreme Commander Walter's forces. We will then move onto the field in an orderly fashion where we will be teleported out, and Bob's your uncle. Any questions?"
He could see a number of uncertain faces but only one raised their hands, "Private Jones."
"What happens if we're detected or the camo doesn't work?" And there it was, perfectly logical inquiries regarding the new tech and most likely event to go wrong.
"The GOC has been using the camo to hide a literal Hela carrier from the Shil for months, we will be just fine; however, just in case before our force fully commit to the Op a randomly selected unit will proceed along the planned route. That being said wait for the fighting to start inside the stadium before engaging, if my squad and I fail we do not want to drag you down with us." A failure here would be catastrophic but he was not going order those under his command to waste their lives.
"Lieutenant Colonels Stuart and Gwyn along with Sargent Walsh will be holding down the fort while we're out just in case the Shil manage to find us here. Our resident Police Chief will also be coming with us, a number of his brothers in the force evaded capture and have been feeding us intel, providing the layouts of the invader's checkpoints and guard patrols. Its time we got them out. " Graham MacArthur was proud of his fellow officer's loyalty and dedication to their homes and people, he couldn't wait to share a pint with them when this was all said and done.
Blackwood stepped back and Murphy took his place, "An' Listen 'er ya aren't ta be playin hero, don't be careless with your lives we've lost too many of our brothers and sisters ta the fookin purples. We're all comin 'ome after this is done. Ya are some of the bravest the Isles have ta offer now let's show the cunts what we're made of aye!?" A shout of affirmation came form the soldiers and volunteers.
After Murphy's little pep talk Arthur stood in front of those gathered in enchanted scale mail, battle crown on his helmet and Caliburn in hand. Tharnok stood tall and imposing to his right with Merlin quiet and reserved to his left. "My fellows, sons and daughters of my kinsmen, blood of my blood and defenders of the Isles our time has come! We go forth to free our allies and begin this liberation in earnest!" Cheers rose up from the crowd, they would finally strike back at those who had brought them such despair, those who brought their homes and families to ruin.
"Tharnok and I will draw the eye of the invaders and ensure that should your discovery be premature the enemy will not have the forces to oppose you. Fight hard and know that we are with you!" Arthur stopped abruptly as everyone began to hear the sounds of heavy marching feet making their way towards the briefing area.
lines three wide of fully armoured warriors moved in step began filling the empty areas of the cavern, those present were alarmed only for a moment as they recognized the faces of many of the people of Caerleon. The mayor Dylan Howell at the head of the formation approached the front of the room after looking out as the men moved into position a look of fierce pride on his face. More marching feet was heard and hundreds of the town's women armed in leather armor and longbows led by Maggie the mayor's wife gathered behind the men. Over a thousand in total took their positions before kneeling in the already cramped area.
"The sons and daughters of the lines of Camelot and the Knights of the Round Table stand ready to serve Cymru and you King Arthur once again!" Dylan Howell remembered back to when he was a boy hearing the old tellings of his people, waiting and hoping that he would live to see the return of the king. His youth and strength had faded and he had long given up hope of such things coming to pass, even so he and the friends of his younger days still trained and prepared for a day they knew would never arrive. The men were mistaken and they couldn't not have been happier.
Joy filled Arthur's heart, he had known they had kept the memory of their families alive but not to such an extent. The King noticed their armour and shields bore the same magical runes and sigils of protection that his own men had once worn upon theirs.
"I cannot express with words the immeasurable joy I feel now Dylan of the Line of Bedivere, I do wish you had informed me of your desire to participate earlier though." A mischievous smile appeared on the old mayor's face
"Now where would the fun in that be?" For the briefest moment the King saw his close friend instead of his descendant, his delight faded slightly as he remembered back to the day when loyal Bedivere fell. Arthur looked out and saw the fierceness and dedication in their eyes, he was certain many would perish before the days were done but to deny them would be far more cruel.
Clearing his throat Blackwell spoke to Arthur, "I do not mean to be disrespectful to the mayor and the people of Caerleon but I don't really think we will be able to use them, the energy weapons the Shil possess would slaughter them." Blackwood could not allow the men and women present to throw their lives away so recklessly.
The mayor was slightly amused and quietly beckoned to one of the younger men to grab one of the captured Shil'vati weapons while Arthur and the others were discussing what to do with them. Taking the rifle from the man and before anyone realized what was going on he fired into the scale mail of one of his men.
The soldiers and leadership watched in shock as the invisible laser struck, then confusion as the runes on the armour glowed slightly before returning to their original colour. The man in question being completely unharmed.
"Sometimes the old ways are best my friends." The bent old man appeared beside Blackwood and chuckled eerily. Merlin had spent every moment of his spare time enchanting the old weapons and armour the townspeople had managed to preserve. All worlds would bear witness to the legacy of their kingdom, none would doubt, all would believe again.
Arthur now knew how to use them and they would be the pivotal to defending the location of the Gateway. Splitting his forces was a great risk but securing the only remaining location that could allow the Door to function was instrumental to their success. Lester assured him that site would be captured and fortified before the operation concluded and with the people of Caerleon it would be all but assured.
With the matter dealt with Arthur once again addressed those gathered with a great passion, "My ffrinds, brawds and chaers eat and rest well for tomorrow we go to confront the purple Cythrauls!" Most English speaking people had trouble with the welsh language on a good day, many paused but only momentarily as the cavern full of Welshmen roared in approval.
Tomorrow Arthur and his comrades would free the almost fifty thousand POWs being held at Wembley Stadium, it was time to begin their offensive.
:Caerleon side cavern:
Well away from the raucous speeches and cheering Seamus Ó Máille Grissom's former fire chief was finishing up his own more modest briefing. The older man had been in charge of the department for over ten years, his sixtieth birthday being right around the corner. Unlike some who reached the position of chief he still trained right alongside the younger firefighters and could if needed return to the field without concern.
The people of Grissom would have been surprised that the affable man they had known for years had once been a member of the Sciathán Fianóglach an Airm better known as the SFA, Ireland's Special Forces.
When the man had been briefed on the Foundation and its mission he had been shocked, but also honoured that he could be a part of something so vital to the human races continued existence.
He was in charge of leading and planning the operation to secure VIP hostages to ensure the Shil'vat didn't just bombard them from orbit like they had done during the invasion. The target was the Planetary Governess' nephew, the Foundation had managed to gather a great deal of information regarding his personality, habits and routines. Seamus could hardly believe just how much of an arrogant little shit he was, a boy who'd thought and acted as if he were untouchable, above all reproach, the Goddess' gift to life itself.
"Talk about little emperor's syndrome, or is it empress in this case?" The small group all snickered at the blonde woman's words, they would enjoy shattering his illusion of grandeur.
Alongside Ó Máille were Jan Kowalski who represented the GOC and Astraea Stormcaller for the members of the Serpent's Hand.
"The kid's important sure but enough so that the Imperials would avoid wiping out tens of thousands of enemy combatants?" Kowalski had seen the corruption that ran rampant in the Empire first hand at camp 773 and the influence the nobility had to escape without consequence, yet he was still skeptical.
"Aye you're right to be skeptical my good Pole and under other circumstances I'd be inclined to agree; however, our target will be holding a large party to celebrate the Empress' birthday and only the Empire's 'best' will be in attendance.
A bright smile appeared on Astraea's face, like a kid in a candy store, "So it doesn't matter who we grab, everyone there is going to be incredibly important right? How stupid can this guy be?"
The room burst into laughter, "You all want to know the best part?" Seamus could barely get the words out.
"It's being held at Buckingham Palace!" It took several minutes for everyone to calm down. The Foundation had heard of the 'modest' Soiree almost two months ago and already had a complete list of attendees, the number of guards and even the locations of every one of the former Royal Family's secret passages and tunnels.
"I assume the plan is to infiltrate through one of the tunnel systems but won't the Shil know about them?" A round of nods went around the room in agreement at Kowalski's comment.
"The Foundation has provided us with a map of our entry point, something they built themselves in a deal made with the Crown about a hundred years ago. Only the Queen and her heir know about it and they haven't so much as said a word to the purples after we surrendered." Prince William had been shot down when he was fulfilling his duties as an air ambulance pilot for the RAF during the invasion, trying to reach survivors of the destroyed British fleet.
His brother Harry, and his children had been taken as 'guests' of the Empire and had not been heard from since. Suffice it to say the Queen had been more than willing to aid the resistance if they could free her family and country.
"How are we going to escape with an entire court of nobles?" Kidnapping one of the most important people on the planet and escaping was already a tall order doing so but with perhaps a dozen people or more was ludicrous.
"Rashid right?" The Arab man nodded and scratched his short beard. "Excellent question, after securing the VIPs we will commandeer one of the larger shuttles and Ms. Brown will fly us out." The former coastguard pilot gave a small wave.
"Thanks to both the GOC and Foundation we had set up a sort of training simulation based on a captured shuttle of theirs and some tech we recovered."
Rashid's brow furrowed but remained silent, a week of 'simulated flight' with pieced together technology and intel was disconcerting to say the least. They'd be screwed if Lina was rendered unable to pilot the shuttle or if the aliens had their own versions of automatic and stick shift.
"I suppose if worse comes to worse we can always force one the Shil to drive, not ideal but at least it's something." Seamus knew everyone taking part in the operation could be incredibly 'persuasive' if the need arose.
"Well I believe you all know the particulars, we've got the camo courtesy of our GOC friends and signal jammers the Mekhanites converted from the downed alien fighters. In addition we also have our friends from the Serpent's Hand who will be providing silent means of neutralizing any guards, as well as providing a 'muffle' spell which should keep us unheard as well." Without these three organization's assistance this Op would have had to have been completely scrapped.
Ó Máille and those present spent the next half hour hammering out the finer details until everyone was more or less satisfied; however, even with all the planning in the world like Helmuth von Moltke said 'no plan survives first contact with the enemy.'
With the meeting over with a number of the PHYSICS team still held some reservations, "Jan, why aren't you in charge of this?" The Physics team had been baffled, sure the older man had been special forces but they were a dime a dozen in the GOC.
"Mr. Ó Máille is the only one of us who has spent a significant amount of time in the Palace, he has knowledge of the layout and the secret passagways we'll be using." It had been odd that one of the Irish SF had been stationed in London let alone Buckingham Palace, the man had explained he'd been ordered to do so as an ironic punishment.
He had mocked the Queen and Royal Family at a joint training session with the British, both his superiors and the British agreed he needed to make amends for his disrespect. Seamus had then spent the next half year on guard duty, to which he found he actually quite enjoyed. The Royals turned out to be actually pretty decent folks not that he would ever admit it to anyone. In fact he'd gotten along with both of the young Princes who he'd play hide and seek with when no one was looking. It was how he'd found out about some of the hidden areas, and while not threatened or coerced he had been 'encouraged' to remain silent about them which he had till today.
:Caerleon, above ground:
As the people below feasted and reveled before the coming battles in the days ahead four men conversed in the old tongue as the sun set over the horizon the sky dyed red. It was a good omen for their would be blood tomorrow.
"Are you sure that you will be well by yourself my friend? I know you have not left the Isles before and the wider world can be quite...intense. You have also never flown before."
"Bah I'm not some frightened whelp who hides behind his mothers skirt, and I fear not the skies I used to ride that Griffon every now and then." The gruff Brythonic wizard waved off his lord, there was still work to be done and he would trust no other to do what he knew he could do better.
"worry not Myrddin if you become unsettled or scared I will come to get you and bring you home." Tharnok said as he teased the old man
"You...you flying lizard! You had best keep my king safe, the fool always seems to find himself in some manner of trouble." A crooked grin appeared on both Merlin and Tharnok's faces as they traded banter back and forth.
"And you Fionn you have my thanks once again, allowing your Fianna to support our warriors will surely save many lives." Arthur face showing nothing but a sincere look of gratitude.
"We awoke too early yet I have never regretted it, these long hundred years have tested my resolve and honour in ways I could never have predicted. I have seen the worst of two World Wars, driven back the Orcadian Horsemen and now stand with my kinsmen who seek to free not just the Isles but the entire world. Badb Catha has called us to war and should Arawn see fit to finally allow me to pass from this world let it be so." The great hunter Fionn Mac Cumhail stood tall and resolute the self doubt he had harboured had since fled before his newly rediscovered determination, he would fulfill his duty or fall there would be no compromise.
"Looks like they're here." The men said there farewells to the old magus as he boarded the GOC helicopter.
The modified Sikorsky EH-60 made with the Chameleon camouflaged alloy took off, it had surprised the old man and he questioned how the loud flying machine could remain undetected.
"So Merlin, you and that magic of yours ready?" Colonel Cole Miller sat across from him a sinister smile on his face. The wizard wore an equally intimidating grin, he knew he had liked the military man from the moment he first proposed such a cocky operation.
"Young one, I'm always raring to go. Just be sure to keep the machine fanatics in check, I've never liked working with zealots. " As far as he was concerned the Mekhanites were a liability, those who gave themselves over to fanaticism and zeal were always a risk.
"Hephaestus is leading them personally he'll keep them in line, and say what you will about the metal heads since, they've tossed their lot in with us they have worked tirelessly creating new gear and reverse engineering alien tech for us." The signal jammers and ability to mimic Shil'vati energy signatures had been a great relief to the allies and allowed the flying monstrosity of the GOC to expand its range of operations significantly.
"See that he does." Merlin did not doubt their abilities nor dedication but he knew that their ideologies severely conflicted. They did not believe in the balance and harmony between nature and man, their faith and loyalty was only to cold metal.
As the helicopter began its final approach to the concealed floating fortress, both men knew there was still so much to do and so little time to do it.
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2021.11.29 20:18 lullabelle100 Cues from other dogs
We have a lovely 6 month old girl Susie. Truly she is gorgeous, funny and elegant all smooshed together into whippety goodness. However her inability to pick up cues from other dogs is frustrating! On walks we train her not to greet every dog or she launches into a game if whippet bitey face; spinning and jumping at dogs and their owners. It's not aggressive, just pure excitement and playfulness. Lately we have noticed some dog owners avoiding us on walks.
Recently she stayed with my cousin whilst we were on holiday. He has 2 docile black labs that rarely move or bark. On greeting them, Susie did her thing which they didn't mind initially but issued a soft growl as a cue to stop when she got too much. When she didn't stop, one of them became more aggressive but she still couldn't pick up time to stop.
We worry for her; that she won't learn to 'read the room" and end up with an injury. Does anyone else's whippet do this? Will she eventually learn?
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2021.11.29 20:18 RDFGENE Screenshot From Robotech Episode #15: Homecoming
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2021.11.29 20:18 Battle_Axe_GG Livestreaming GTA San Andreas Definitive Edition!
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2021.11.29 20:18 Bonus1Fact Economic impact of new COVID-19 variant omicron ¦ ABC News
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