German for "over stallion," and a reference to Nietzsche's "Übermensch," /üb/ - Überhengst is about bettering yourself physically, mentally, spiritually, and emotionally. It is about self-improvement, constructive self-reflection, and seeking advice from others. You may discuss here those personal hobbies through which you develop your creative energies, and the efforts you take to improve your talents, artistic and otherwise. And of course, this is a board for fitness and literature, as they are parts of the backbone of physical and mental wellness. This is also a board where we may discuss Western culture - history, literature, architecture, and philosophy - as when imbibed, culture improves the mind and spirit, sharpening mental faculties, and providing a greater connection to those around you and to civilizations millennia old.
As this is a self-improvement board, discussions of personal problems should be constructive. No wallowing in self-pity. We are here to become better, and while seeking company in misery may be a helpful part of the process, the process does not end there.
Enjoy!
/ub/ - Überhengst
Becoming better
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One of these threads
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Anonymous
No.8210
>>6779
An array of basic exercises.
To get big and buff, you want heavy exercise with low repetitions.
For endurance, you do low to mild amounts of weights and many repetitions.
To "release muscle tension", the goal is to stimulate the various muscles. Overworking one side of your muscles and underworking the other side can create an imbalance, with can cause soreness and unnecessary tension. This can gradually cause problems down the line.
Just do basic exercises in both directions with no weight, or very light weight. You're not tryint to tire yourself out, you're basically reminding your body that it's various parts are still supposed to move.
It's not super athletic, but it's low strain on the body, and surprisingly helpful for preventing other problems.
Squats or leg stretches when flossing your teeth, standing arm stretches when you're sitting at a computer desk for a while. Repeatedly raising your arms to joint flexibility.
Just move in a repeated way that targets your joints and ability to move your limbs. Remind your lesser used muscles that they exist. Just stimulate, don't overstrain. Building the habit is more important than perfecting the exercise itself.
[Read more] An array of basic exercises.
To get big and buff, you want heavy exercise with low repetitions.
For endurance, you do low to mild amounts of weights and many repetitions.
To "release muscle tension", the goal is to stimulate the various muscles. Overworking one side of your muscles and underworking the other side can create an imbalance, with can cause soreness and unnecessary tension. This can gradually cause problems down the line.
Just do basic exercises in both directions with no weight, or very light weight. You're not tryint to tire yourself out, you're basically reminding your body that it's various parts are still supposed to move.
It's not super athletic, but it's low strain on the body, and surprisingly helpful for preventing other problems.
Squats or leg stretches when flossing your teeth, standing arm stretches when you're sitting at a computer desk for a while. Repeatedly raising your arms to joint flexibility.
Just move in a repeated way that targets your joints and ability to move your limbs. Remind your lesser used muscles that they exist. Just stimulate, don't overstrain. Building the habit is more important than perfecting the exercise itself.
Anonymous
No.8381
<The unbridled autism of this one
The draw-cut! Yes, the one Kenshin is known for. The only difference between Battoujutsu and Iaijutsu is that the former is a style intended to be fought with after the draw-cut, whereas iaijutsu is more of a philosophical pursuit of the 'instant' during the embracing of violence that ends everything decisively.
In any case, the draw-cut is performed by holding the sheath just past the knob that the cordage is attached to. Extend the sword to it's maximum range and place the right hand at the tsuba; wrap the thumb and forefinger around the tsuka (grip).
Do not pull the sword out with the right hand, instead draw the saya (sheath) back with your left hand, spinning into a cut as soon as the saya clears the tip of the sword.
This isn't a fancy "cutting whole-ass chunks of wood off" sorta technique like's it's portrayed; its a quick-shot to the throat for the unwary opponent. Ben'kyoo shimasu (study faggot)
The draw-cut! Yes, the one Kenshin is known for. The only difference between Battoujutsu and Iaijutsu is that the former is a style intended to be fought with after the draw-cut, whereas iaijutsu is more of a philosophical pursuit of the 'instant' during the embracing of violence that ends everything decisively.
In any case, the draw-cut is performed by holding the sheath just past the knob that the cordage is attached to. Extend the sword to it's maximum range and place the right hand at the tsuba; wrap the thumb and forefinger around the tsuka (grip).
Do not pull the sword out with the right hand, instead draw the saya (sheath) back with your left hand, spinning into a cut as soon as the saya clears the tip of the sword.
This isn't a fancy "cutting whole-ass chunks of wood off" sorta technique like's it's portrayed; its a quick-shot to the throat for the unwary opponent. Ben'kyoo shimasu (study faggot)
Anonymous
No.8407
-Luziferino-
No.8479
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i like raceist horsefuckers,
and i love this side.
and i love this side.
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Theres a bible thread, there should be a Pagan/Norse thread.
If decoded in a particular way (read: correct) the Bible and the Norse/Pagan tradition have an astonishing amount of parallel/in-common. But this thread isn't about appealing to Christendom, it is about embracing the warrior spirit of our proud white traditions and heritage!
Odin does not respect the man who kneels, Odin honors the man who stands resolute in the face of Gods.
Theres a bible thread, there should be a Pagan/Norse thread.
If decoded in a particular way (read: correct) the Bible and the Norse/Pagan tradition have an astonishing amount of parallel/in-common. But this thread isn't about appealing to Christendom, it is about embracing the warrior spirit of our proud white traditions and heritage!
Odin does not respect the man who kneels, Odin honors the man who stands resolute in the face of Gods.
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Thank you all, you've reminded me of something important.
Have a pone
Have a pone
National Socialist book describes Christian education as “Jewish fairy tales.” “We had been baptized Christian like everybody else, because propriety and customs demanded it. In the fourth class, we recited the Jewish fairy-tales just like the teacher demanded. But if in German class we heard the Siegfried saga, then our eyes glistened, our little hearts raced and often stood still. And many a one furtively wiped away a tear with his sleeve, when fierce Hagen slew brave Siegfried. Siegfried, yes, that was our hero!”
Source: Gott und Volk: Soldatisches Bekenntnis, Theodor Fritsch, Pg 8.
Source: Gott und Volk: Soldatisches Bekenntnis, Theodor Fritsch, Pg 8.
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One problem plaguing a lot of people these days, especially burgers like myself, is that many people eat out at restaurants too much instead of preparing home cooked meals. Eating out is frequently both more expensive and less healthy for you than a home cooked meal. Furthermore, many people live with a limited library of meals that they know how to prepare and don't realize the culinary possibilities that are right in front of them.
The purpose of this thread is to try to break that habit of eating out and to make cooking at home become the norm in our lives. Please share meal ideas and how to prepare them here. All meals are welcome, although preferably we should post meals that are easy to prepare so that novice cooks will not be intimidated by the prospect of preparing them for themselves. Even simple sandwiches are fair game. Sometimes that may mean cutting corners with pre-made mixes instead of preparing everything from scratch.
Remember that the goal isn't necessarily to post the most inexpensive meals or the healthiest meals, although those meals are certainly very welcome. The goal is to encourage people to dust off their kitchen appliances and flex their atrophied cooking muscles. I realize that this opens the door to culinary nightmares like /tg/'s infamous meat-bread, but so be it. Let's get cooking!
[Read more] The purpose of this thread is to try to break that habit of eating out and to make cooking at home become the norm in our lives. Please share meal ideas and how to prepare them here. All meals are welcome, although preferably we should post meals that are easy to prepare so that novice cooks will not be intimidated by the prospect of preparing them for themselves. Even simple sandwiches are fair game. Sometimes that may mean cutting corners with pre-made mixes instead of preparing everything from scratch.
Remember that the goal isn't necessarily to post the most inexpensive meals or the healthiest meals, although those meals are certainly very welcome. The goal is to encourage people to dust off their kitchen appliances and flex their atrophied cooking muscles. I realize that this opens the door to culinary nightmares like /tg/'s infamous meat-bread, but so be it. Let's get cooking!
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>>8383
>Food Wars
Nah, I pass.
When you have an East European granny from the countryside cooking online I would be more interested.
>Food Wars
Nah, I pass.
When you have an East European granny from the countryside cooking online I would be more interested.
https://youtube.com/shorts/fAcLHXdxQW4?si=248s1sKTQ4Sgvgg2
While a slight variation on several styles, this is a new one not previously considered Pleat gained
While a slight variation on several styles, this is a new one not previously considered Pleat gained
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Ah yes, food.
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tl;dr: post shit about how to machine or manufacture shit here. Being able to make shit makes you more of a man with bigger balls.
Lets start on the political side of manufacturing with a USA centric theme.
Once upon a time, USA was the best. It was the best because it allowed anyone to build anything they wanted and purchase anything they wanted. After all, things you own are tools, and tools are needed to survive. Why should the government put any kind of restrictions on tools needed to survive?
Well, over the years, that is exactly what they did, because the more difficult it is for you to survive with less (or incorrect) tools. The more difficult of a time you have surviving, and the less you can do something about the government.
The greatest of all these is the ability to make more tools or better tools. In the modern vernacular, this is called machining, manufacturing, fabricating, and a lot of others that are more industry specific. I suppose the second greatest ability is to be able to protect such things, but that is outside the scope of this shitpost.
Why is the ability to build [tools] important? Because it lets you, the invisible hand, be able to swiftly deal with governments (problems) how you see fit in ways that nobody can anticipate. Why do you think policies being pushed through has been moving businesses over seas? The government does not want you to know how to make shit. Workers unions have not been nice either, but as near as I can tell that is the result of a different symptom (greed). In either case, bureaucracy is a hindrance to market (you: the invisible hand’s) agility.
I could rant about all the stupid shit in various markets that result in what I already said, but instead I’d rather focus on shit that will make a better life for you. In general, focusing on the use of lathe and mill work. Lets start with the stupid basics.
Example of CNC lathe in use: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcGHtI9Lql4
Example of CNC mill in use: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wHstzxuryMk
Admittedly both examples are with machines that are a bit fancier than what might be typically found, but that does not change anything other than how many times a part is handled before it is finished.
Using a lathe is called turning a part. Using a mill is called milling a part. Turning and milling parts, along with some of the more exotic methods of cutting material (such as waterjet or EDM or centerless grinding machines), is called machining.
While I don’t follow the religion of safety (the reason why ppl are so worried about C-19 to begin with), there are certain things shat should be done or not done to keep all your limbs attached to your body. Things like leaving the chuck key in and walking away. Or wearing a long sleeve shirt and reaching around the quill of the mill while its on. Don’t be a dumbass and instead use that head attached to that white neck of yours.
What I’d like to do from time to time is post in here about various machining and manufacturing practices, tips, tricks, and methodology at large.
Remember though, its not about me, its about giving you the knowledge and tools to become richer yourself. If you have a question or something related, go ahead and post it.
[Read more] Lets start on the political side of manufacturing with a USA centric theme.
Once upon a time, USA was the best. It was the best because it allowed anyone to build anything they wanted and purchase anything they wanted. After all, things you own are tools, and tools are needed to survive. Why should the government put any kind of restrictions on tools needed to survive?
Well, over the years, that is exactly what they did, because the more difficult it is for you to survive with less (or incorrect) tools. The more difficult of a time you have surviving, and the less you can do something about the government.
The greatest of all these is the ability to make more tools or better tools. In the modern vernacular, this is called machining, manufacturing, fabricating, and a lot of others that are more industry specific. I suppose the second greatest ability is to be able to protect such things, but that is outside the scope of this shitpost.
Why is the ability to build [tools] important? Because it lets you, the invisible hand, be able to swiftly deal with governments (problems) how you see fit in ways that nobody can anticipate. Why do you think policies being pushed through has been moving businesses over seas? The government does not want you to know how to make shit. Workers unions have not been nice either, but as near as I can tell that is the result of a different symptom (greed). In either case, bureaucracy is a hindrance to market (you: the invisible hand’s) agility.
I could rant about all the stupid shit in various markets that result in what I already said, but instead I’d rather focus on shit that will make a better life for you. In general, focusing on the use of lathe and mill work. Lets start with the stupid basics.
Example of CNC lathe in use: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcGHtI9Lql4
Example of CNC mill in use: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wHstzxuryMk
Admittedly both examples are with machines that are a bit fancier than what might be typically found, but that does not change anything other than how many times a part is handled before it is finished.
Using a lathe is called turning a part. Using a mill is called milling a part. Turning and milling parts, along with some of the more exotic methods of cutting material (such as waterjet or EDM or centerless grinding machines), is called machining.
While I don’t follow the religion of safety (the reason why ppl are so worried about C-19 to begin with), there are certain things shat should be done or not done to keep all your limbs attached to your body. Things like leaving the chuck key in and walking away. Or wearing a long sleeve shirt and reaching around the quill of the mill while its on. Don’t be a dumbass and instead use that head attached to that white neck of yours.
What I’d like to do from time to time is post in here about various machining and manufacturing practices, tips, tricks, and methodology at large.
Remember though, its not about me, its about giving you the knowledge and tools to become richer yourself. If you have a question or something related, go ahead and post it.
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Take the stonemasonry pill
Behond! A 3D printer that can print clay for under $500!
Also
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metal_clay
Also
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metal_clay
So there I was in my little shop welding on some things and thinking about guns and ammo and how the state is buying almost all of it up, leaving nothing left for people reloading their own ammo.
Then I got to thinking "how could the state make it impossible for average people to own a gun legally?"
Well, they did already, sort of.
With the NFA tax, full auto and suppressors more than doubled the cost of the firearm when first implemented. It is only because they didn't scale the NFA tax with inflation that suppressors are fairly common these days.
But really, how could the government do it right now?
Let's back up a bit and see how a typical firearm system works. There is the cartridge which includes the primer, rifle powder, projectile, and casing. Then there is the rifle which is either bolt action or simi-auto.
The state (BATFE) knows that a low-ball ban would enrage most people, such as, declaring rifle powder a high explosive. I don't think that will happen.
What might happen though is switching to a completely different kind of ammo that doesn't use primers, and slowly shutting down primer manufacturers via OSHA regulations. There are only 3-4 companies in USA making primers.
Pretty much all commonly used munitions and firearms are designed by the military. If the military could buy firearms that are impossible to make on a lathe or mill then it's possible to slowly get rid of most civilian firearms. Almost all firearm companies rely on those juicy government contracts to supply the military and other government agencies with firearms and munitions. If the government suddenly switched to some sort of new design that some component was illegal to own, then I could see further divergence between government and normal people over the span of maybe 75 years or so.
[Read more] Then I got to thinking "how could the state make it impossible for average people to own a gun legally?"
Well, they did already, sort of.
With the NFA tax, full auto and suppressors more than doubled the cost of the firearm when first implemented. It is only because they didn't scale the NFA tax with inflation that suppressors are fairly common these days.
But really, how could the government do it right now?
Let's back up a bit and see how a typical firearm system works. There is the cartridge which includes the primer, rifle powder, projectile, and casing. Then there is the rifle which is either bolt action or simi-auto.
The state (BATFE) knows that a low-ball ban would enrage most people, such as, declaring rifle powder a high explosive. I don't think that will happen.
What might happen though is switching to a completely different kind of ammo that doesn't use primers, and slowly shutting down primer manufacturers via OSHA regulations. There are only 3-4 companies in USA making primers.
Pretty much all commonly used munitions and firearms are designed by the military. If the military could buy firearms that are impossible to make on a lathe or mill then it's possible to slowly get rid of most civilian firearms. Almost all firearm companies rely on those juicy government contracts to supply the military and other government agencies with firearms and munitions. If the government suddenly switched to some sort of new design that some component was illegal to own, then I could see further divergence between government and normal people over the span of maybe 75 years or so.
>How The Amazingly Burly ‘Buffalo Bicycle’ is Changing The World
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QV88C5ZK0x0
>17 minutes
This bike seems to be an engineer's wet dream. Does anyone know of other projects with the goal of "robust design and reparability with crude tools and limited supply lines"?
I know there are at least two laptop projects. The Framework laptop emphasizing reparability and customizability / upgradability, and another laptop with clear plastic and individual parts you can repair yourself and source from any store that does what Radio Shack used to do. This is different from just a housing for a Rasberry Pi or market equivalent.
This second laptop project costs a bit more than the first one, and I think it can't use windows.
[Read more] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QV88C5ZK0x0
>17 minutes
This bike seems to be an engineer's wet dream. Does anyone know of other projects with the goal of "robust design and reparability with crude tools and limited supply lines"?
I know there are at least two laptop projects. The Framework laptop emphasizing reparability and customizability / upgradability, and another laptop with clear plastic and individual parts you can repair yourself and source from any store that does what Radio Shack used to do. This is different from just a housing for a Rasberry Pi or market equivalent.
This second laptop project costs a bit more than the first one, and I think it can't use windows.
>>8208
>This second laptop project costs a bit more than the first one, and I think it can't use windows.
I'm sure you mean the MNT Reform. That's good, as illiterate winblows niggers can't use it. The CPU is on a module, and so is swappable. There are different ARM modules available, and a new RISC-V module is being developed. I'm considering to get one someday. Let winniggers suffer eternally in jewtel/JMD x86 hell.
>This second laptop project costs a bit more than the first one, and I think it can't use windows.
I'm sure you mean the MNT Reform. That's good, as illiterate winblows niggers can't use it. The CPU is on a module, and so is swappable. There are different ARM modules available, and a new RISC-V module is being developed. I'm considering to get one someday. Let winniggers suffer eternally in jewtel/JMD x86 hell.
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For the record, my smallest of kittens fixates on the spots I spray Ayanne snowpity
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I made this thread for myself, however, you can still use it. This is where I'm gonna put all my random ideas for stories and write them down.
Essentially, my wish is to fill this thread with a bunch of excerpts from different story ideas I have in one place.
I may even post my planning of stories and other random ideas for how to improve my writing process.
So feel free to share you own excerpts of stories, writing advice, or general ideas for stories here if you feel like, otherwise I'll fill this hopefully with my own stuff.
Essentially, my wish is to fill this thread with a bunch of excerpts from different story ideas I have in one place.
I may even post my planning of stories and other random ideas for how to improve my writing process.
So feel free to share you own excerpts of stories, writing advice, or general ideas for stories here if you feel like, otherwise I'll fill this hopefully with my own stuff.
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>>8342
Sorry for the delay. I said first thing, but that was a lie; the first thing was booz and tobacco.
The story begins well. The pacing of the writing is good, sufficiently descriptive, and the way it's presented leaves the reader thinking "Okay, some kind of hellish birthing. But why, and where is this going?" which is a good question to leave the audience asking at the end of the first chapter (assuming they intend to read more, which I do). My only criticism is that while the spelling is 100% there are a few grammar errors.
>Her eyes flicked down and there she something akin to a snake waggle
Should say something like
>she SAW something akin....
I saw another one, but I skimmed twice and couldn't find it. When I do, I'll point it out
Sorry for the delay. I said first thing, but that was a lie; the first thing was booz and tobacco.
The story begins well. The pacing of the writing is good, sufficiently descriptive, and the way it's presented leaves the reader thinking "Okay, some kind of hellish birthing. But why, and where is this going?" which is a good question to leave the audience asking at the end of the first chapter (assuming they intend to read more, which I do). My only criticism is that while the spelling is 100% there are a few grammar errors.
>Her eyes flicked down and there she something akin to a snake waggle
Should say something like
>she SAW something akin....
I saw another one, but I skimmed twice and couldn't find it. When I do, I'll point it out
>>8343
^^
>>8344
Thanks for your take. I appreciate that you too your time. <3 It's always fun to know someone read it.
This is what I've written thus far for chapter 2. So much for 1k words per day.
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Chapter 2 -- "Ritin is about words, not ideas. Just rite, bruh."
She shook her head. She couldn't figure out if her tail was alive or not. It was strange, if nothing else. One could compare it to having a hand that would move on it's own from time to time, which was just a bit creepy. Oh well.
Her musings go interrupted by the same chittering and tittering from before but this time closer by, as if the sources of sounds had moved closer. She looked up an realized why her echo had only traveled backwards -- before her white silk covered the stone floor and would climb up to dress up the walls and ceiling. Tunnels weaved in like that of collar of jumpers. Nets that only lacked glass between their holes to fit in as windows in cathedrals were strung up between stalagmites. Mummified prey dangled from single strands of gooey white straight from the ceiling in their cocooned cages.
And on each possible little spot they could be defying the laws of physics were the loud-mouths that kept on chittering at her: Spooders.
Well, maybe more like tarantulas considering their hairy bodies. It was a bit of a toss up. Whatever these spiders would be classified as they were many and came in varying sizes from some the size of cats and in the size of dogs. The eerie glow of the red orbs around her reflected in their black eyes.
It was strange. Now in the relative light, she saw that stone surface she stood on with the glowing pentagram was the centerpiece of a small shrine. What was strange was that around this small, circular shrine was this mattress of webbing. It was as if the shrine was a boat in a sea of milk and to follow up on that metaphor behind her was a waterfall as the cavern opened up as a cliff cut off the ground behind her.
She cold feel the chill as she inhaled through clenched teeth and as pure ice was pumped into her veins. She held the spiders' full attention. She tilted her head to the side as she watched them and quickly stopped as the weight made it uncomfortable to do so. Still though...
Why aren't they moving? Don't they see me? You'd think they attack or something by now? she thought.
Immediately upon thinking that thought, her gaze snapped up to capture any movement from the archness, yet none had occurred. It was eerie to say the least, since their eyes were clearly aimed in her direction, yet they made no move for her. It was strange to be seemingly frozen in time in a moment were one would expect to turn around and bolt, in the next.
At first she didn't dare to move but as time passed her initiate fear-turn-confusion turned once more into anger. It was unbearable to be stuck standing petrified in place for the fear of breaking whatever spell the spiders were under. The unknown rage in her boiled back up to the surface. The one that wasn't hers wanted to break out of her chest and pummel the spiders for scaring her so.
Red smoke emerged from the orb in her tail but then morphed into red electrical discharge that jolted around the head. The tail's head snapped and whipped in the direction of the spiders before wrapping and constricting like boa around her leg. It was if her own tail was raging.
[Read more] ^^
>>8344
Thanks for your take. I appreciate that you too your time. <3 It's always fun to know someone read it.
This is what I've written thus far for chapter 2. So much for 1k words per day.
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Chapter 2 -- "Ritin is about words, not ideas. Just rite, bruh."
She shook her head. She couldn't figure out if her tail was alive or not. It was strange, if nothing else. One could compare it to having a hand that would move on it's own from time to time, which was just a bit creepy. Oh well.
Her musings go interrupted by the same chittering and tittering from before but this time closer by, as if the sources of sounds had moved closer. She looked up an realized why her echo had only traveled backwards -- before her white silk covered the stone floor and would climb up to dress up the walls and ceiling. Tunnels weaved in like that of collar of jumpers. Nets that only lacked glass between their holes to fit in as windows in cathedrals were strung up between stalagmites. Mummified prey dangled from single strands of gooey white straight from the ceiling in their cocooned cages.
And on each possible little spot they could be defying the laws of physics were the loud-mouths that kept on chittering at her: Spooders.
Well, maybe more like tarantulas considering their hairy bodies. It was a bit of a toss up. Whatever these spiders would be classified as they were many and came in varying sizes from some the size of cats and in the size of dogs. The eerie glow of the red orbs around her reflected in their black eyes.
It was strange. Now in the relative light, she saw that stone surface she stood on with the glowing pentagram was the centerpiece of a small shrine. What was strange was that around this small, circular shrine was this mattress of webbing. It was as if the shrine was a boat in a sea of milk and to follow up on that metaphor behind her was a waterfall as the cavern opened up as a cliff cut off the ground behind her.
She cold feel the chill as she inhaled through clenched teeth and as pure ice was pumped into her veins. She held the spiders' full attention. She tilted her head to the side as she watched them and quickly stopped as the weight made it uncomfortable to do so. Still though...
Why aren't they moving? Don't they see me? You'd think they attack or something by now? she thought.
Immediately upon thinking that thought, her gaze snapped up to capture any movement from the archness, yet none had occurred. It was eerie to say the least, since their eyes were clearly aimed in her direction, yet they made no move for her. It was strange to be seemingly frozen in time in a moment were one would expect to turn around and bolt, in the next.
At first she didn't dare to move but as time passed her initiate fear-turn-confusion turned once more into anger. It was unbearable to be stuck standing petrified in place for the fear of breaking whatever spell the spiders were under. The unknown rage in her boiled back up to the surface. The one that wasn't hers wanted to break out of her chest and pummel the spiders for scaring her so.
Red smoke emerged from the orb in her tail but then morphed into red electrical discharge that jolted around the head. The tail's head snapped and whipped in the direction of the spiders before wrapping and constricting like boa around her leg. It was if her own tail was raging.
Vanguard of Ponyville
Ch. 1 -- I don't want to work. Ever!
Raven Inkwell used her magic to tap her pen into the table. She sat at the royal reception desk, the one for ponies seeking an audience with Princess Celestia herself. It was a Sunday morning and the usually busy hall was almost empty. The emptiness emphasized the grandness of the thing, high ceiling, circular white pillars holding up the vault, gold decorations everywhere, and polished marble floor to te point that reflected one's image. She glanced at the giant golden clock at the far end of the hall and snorted.
So much for having an open mind,Raven thought.
She should have expected this. Expecting ponies from the colonies to act with propriety was dumb so expecting a non-pony to be on time probably was even dumber. But this 'Anonymous' had been recommended by Twilight Velvet herself, heir of the noble Sparkles family, to be knighted, yet she couldn't show up on time? What kind of idiot doesn't make time when invited by the ruler of all of Equestria? Raven, who worked here, was never late. Even creatures outside of Equestria ought to be grateful consider it was the Princess'es sun that brought in every day of their lives.
'Don't be bigot, Raven,' the words of her friend, said a couple a of days ago while ate together, echoed in her head. She had just recounted her workday where she had to talk to the Yak embassy. 'They just have a different culture but they are not bad pon- C-creatures just because of that.'
Raven slammed her hoof in the desk. The thud bounced around in the hall. It woke up a mare sleeping in her waiting chair and a filly walking around in the hall quickly returned to her father and sat down. Raven ignored the sour look from the newly awoken mare and didn't explain herself to the filly. Instead she stood up, the chair whined as it was pushed back.
For a moment she moved towards the big double doors behind, ready to interrupt the meeting the Princess was currently dealing with only to stop herself. She knew she couldn't do that though since the Princess had called for Anonymous to arrive in half an hour. Raven had changed that time though to one hour earlier on her own behalf, change it in the letter that was sent to Anonymous and so on. So she couldn't tell Princess Celestia without informing her of doing this, which was fine, at worst she'd get a minor scolding, but she still prefer not to be scolded.
And I did all this for your sake.
Raven walked around her desk and trotted toward the exit. She had walked out a few times before, just in case Miss Anonymous was lost somewhere outside. She had no doubt she'd recognize her. After all, she was some kind of demi-human. Since most of the populace were ponies in Equestria, she figured Anonymous would stand out like an earth pony in Cloudsdale.
She exited the grand waiting-room, she passed two guard mares standing attention, and stepped out on white stone staircase looking like a waterfall. She was quite far up so it gave her good view on the crowds below. She saw haughty noble with their nose up in the air like shark fins, tourists having their picture taken with mountain ranges as a backdrop, and a group of unicorn students walking towards Princess Celestia's school of gifted unicorns.
Her gaze was anywhere but on the steps ahead of her but once she finally looked there she found a green-skinned bipedal creature, dressed in skirt and cloak. The skirt was mostly beige but had oak brown hem and rope tying it to her waist. Her cloak was chocolate brown and along with the skirt would wave as the infamous Canterlot breeze passed her by. The hilt of a sword peeked out over her shoulder and her coal-black hair was tied into a ponytail that slipped down in under her down hoodie's collar.
It was dragging its feet up the stair, oblivious to Raven.
Raven blinked a few times at the creature. It was dragging its feet up the stair. She was a bit surprised. She had imagined the miss to be a minotaur, a centaur, a tabaxi, a werewolf, or something. Instead, she was something... Else. As a the Princess personal secretary, she was obviously well-educated. So she knew some factoids about demi-humans beyond what the laymare might. So, she recogniced that the specifmin, she watching was indeed one. But what bother her, was that while it walked on two legs as all demi-humans do, it did not have a clear animal part, or at least she couldn't see it. Perhaps it was hidden underneat its garment?
She shook her head clear of her thoughts and ran down the steps of the stair. The sound of her clopping made the woman turn her head to Raven. She looked surprised.
"Are you Miss Anonymous Darkwebster?"asked Raven stopped just ahead of the woman.
The woman's expression change to a worried on for a moment.
"Yes. That's me," the woman said.
Raven let herself catch her breath before talking again, after all you didn't have time to be in shape if you held the most important job of all of Equestria besides the Princess herself.
"You're late by half an hour," Raven growled and stomped her hoof. "You're meeting with Princess Celestia is in a half an hour. Now how will we have time to prepare?"
Anonymous shook her head.
"What? What do you mean? Hasn't the meeting been canceled, I'm half an hour late?" Anonymous said.
"No. You should have been here earlier but the meeting hasn't started yet. But you still need to be schooled in proper etiquette before then. Come with me." Raven then turned and trotted back up the stairs.
[Read more] Ch. 1 -- I don't want to work. Ever!
Raven Inkwell used her magic to tap her pen into the table. She sat at the royal reception desk, the one for ponies seeking an audience with Princess Celestia herself. It was a Sunday morning and the usually busy hall was almost empty. The emptiness emphasized the grandness of the thing, high ceiling, circular white pillars holding up the vault, gold decorations everywhere, and polished marble floor to te point that reflected one's image. She glanced at the giant golden clock at the far end of the hall and snorted.
So much for having an open mind,Raven thought.
She should have expected this. Expecting ponies from the colonies to act with propriety was dumb so expecting a non-pony to be on time probably was even dumber. But this 'Anonymous' had been recommended by Twilight Velvet herself, heir of the noble Sparkles family, to be knighted, yet she couldn't show up on time? What kind of idiot doesn't make time when invited by the ruler of all of Equestria? Raven, who worked here, was never late. Even creatures outside of Equestria ought to be grateful consider it was the Princess'es sun that brought in every day of their lives.
'Don't be bigot, Raven,' the words of her friend, said a couple a of days ago while ate together, echoed in her head. She had just recounted her workday where she had to talk to the Yak embassy. 'They just have a different culture but they are not bad pon- C-creatures just because of that.'
Raven slammed her hoof in the desk. The thud bounced around in the hall. It woke up a mare sleeping in her waiting chair and a filly walking around in the hall quickly returned to her father and sat down. Raven ignored the sour look from the newly awoken mare and didn't explain herself to the filly. Instead she stood up, the chair whined as it was pushed back.
For a moment she moved towards the big double doors behind, ready to interrupt the meeting the Princess was currently dealing with only to stop herself. She knew she couldn't do that though since the Princess had called for Anonymous to arrive in half an hour. Raven had changed that time though to one hour earlier on her own behalf, change it in the letter that was sent to Anonymous and so on. So she couldn't tell Princess Celestia without informing her of doing this, which was fine, at worst she'd get a minor scolding, but she still prefer not to be scolded.
And I did all this for your sake.
Raven walked around her desk and trotted toward the exit. She had walked out a few times before, just in case Miss Anonymous was lost somewhere outside. She had no doubt she'd recognize her. After all, she was some kind of demi-human. Since most of the populace were ponies in Equestria, she figured Anonymous would stand out like an earth pony in Cloudsdale.
She exited the grand waiting-room, she passed two guard mares standing attention, and stepped out on white stone staircase looking like a waterfall. She was quite far up so it gave her good view on the crowds below. She saw haughty noble with their nose up in the air like shark fins, tourists having their picture taken with mountain ranges as a backdrop, and a group of unicorn students walking towards Princess Celestia's school of gifted unicorns.
Her gaze was anywhere but on the steps ahead of her but once she finally looked there she found a green-skinned bipedal creature, dressed in skirt and cloak. The skirt was mostly beige but had oak brown hem and rope tying it to her waist. Her cloak was chocolate brown and along with the skirt would wave as the infamous Canterlot breeze passed her by. The hilt of a sword peeked out over her shoulder and her coal-black hair was tied into a ponytail that slipped down in under her down hoodie's collar.
It was dragging its feet up the stair, oblivious to Raven.
Raven blinked a few times at the creature. It was dragging its feet up the stair. She was a bit surprised. She had imagined the miss to be a minotaur, a centaur, a tabaxi, a werewolf, or something. Instead, she was something... Else. As a the Princess personal secretary, she was obviously well-educated. So she knew some factoids about demi-humans beyond what the laymare might. So, she recogniced that the specifmin, she watching was indeed one. But what bother her, was that while it walked on two legs as all demi-humans do, it did not have a clear animal part, or at least she couldn't see it. Perhaps it was hidden underneat its garment?
She shook her head clear of her thoughts and ran down the steps of the stair. The sound of her clopping made the woman turn her head to Raven. She looked surprised.
"Are you Miss Anonymous Darkwebster?"asked Raven stopped just ahead of the woman.
The woman's expression change to a worried on for a moment.
"Yes. That's me," the woman said.
Raven let herself catch her breath before talking again, after all you didn't have time to be in shape if you held the most important job of all of Equestria besides the Princess herself.
"You're late by half an hour," Raven growled and stomped her hoof. "You're meeting with Princess Celestia is in a half an hour. Now how will we have time to prepare?"
Anonymous shook her head.
"What? What do you mean? Hasn't the meeting been canceled, I'm half an hour late?" Anonymous said.
"No. You should have been here earlier but the meeting hasn't started yet. But you still need to be schooled in proper etiquette before then. Come with me." Raven then turned and trotted back up the stairs.
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Anonymous stood still for a brief moment before following and catching up. Raven' short, slow legs were no match for Anonymous long strides.
"Wait, etiquette?"
"Yes, you need to learn how to curtsies properly, how to sip tea in a civilized manner, and most importantly: How to address the Princess."
The pair had traversed the stair and entered the waiting-hall together. The few ponies that saw Anonymous looked at her with curiosity.
Anonymous massaged her temples with a leather-gloved hand.
"Okay, uhh, implying?"
Raven glanced at her while she lead her into a side corridor, away from the hall.
"You hail from the Badlands outside of Equestria, right?"
"Yeah." Anonymous waved a hand in manner that seemed to communicate, 'What of it?'
Raven chewed on her underlip while giving Anonymous a cautious yet deadpanned look, as if she was simultaneously being sarcastic while also trying to be tactful.
The words of her friend came back to her then and she sighed wistfully.
"Perhaps you could be the exception "--Raven did mini roll of her eyes.--" but I haven't seen many foreigners carry themselves with the grace necessary in our esteemed Princess'es presence. I'm just trying to save you from embarrassment, that's all."
Anonymous increased her pace and began to walk just ahead of the mare while tilting her head back to look at her. Using her height advantage to loom over the pony but Raven didn't let herself be intimidated and just continued moving forward in her own pace.
"Ah, how thoughtful of you." Anonymous' tone of voice indicated how much she didn't believe in what she just said. "So later at the meeting with your pony princess, I shouldn't just shit myself right then and there, right? That would be improper."
Raven's jaw dropped and her eyes looked like someone had pulled and released their grip on the string attached to a blind. She stuck out her tongue almost down to her chin, it rolling down like the red carpet for celebrity poners.
"Ugh! You!" Raven began but upon seeing the satisfied smirk forming on the woman's face, she stopped. "Hmph. What an utterly revolting fantasy you got. But I can't say I'm surprised. Demi-humans like you probably never outgrow potty-humor."
"Heh, nah. You can't sidetrack me. I know, "--She jabbed her thumb into her chest.--" you know, "--She spun her wrist so her palm was upwards and pointed with her pointer finger at Raven.--" I'm right.
Raven opened her mouth to insist that that's exactly what she needed only for Anonymous to continue.
"Besides," Anonymous said as she held up a finger. "There's no demi with me. You're in for treat. You gaze upon a pure-blood."
Anonymous struck a pose with her open hands to her sides as if ready to catch some sports-ball. A mischievous smile was etched out across her face.
Raven rolled her eyes.
"I don't follow. You stand on two legs and have hands, I'll admit that I don't which animal trait you possess but-" Raven said started but was interrupted.
"Exactly. I have none," Anonymous said. "I'm demi-human, I'm just a human. You see there's a small chance the child of a demi-human lacks an animal trait, meaning they are just a human, no demi, also known as a pure-blood."
Raven scrutinized her and smacked her lips.
"I see. Well, I hope your the exception to typical demi-human behavior as well then."
Anonymous said nothing to this. She just looked at Raven.
She followed Raven into a small room with a round table that seemed to be more used both as a working desk and a dinner table, a couple of chairs, a bed, and a wardrobe. Raven then focused her attention on Anonymous.
"We'll do this in my room. So, when addressing the Princess the most important thing is to not forget to say her title before you say her name. It's Princess Celestia not, Miss Celestia, or Faust forbid, just Celestia," Raven lectured.
Anonymous walked over to Raven's bed and sat down on its ledge before falling backwards into it. Raven was appalled.
"Your princess, she's a big white horse with a sun tattoo on her ass, right?" Anonymous asked as she moved her hands behind her head.
[Read more] Anonymous stood still for a brief moment before following and catching up. Raven' short, slow legs were no match for Anonymous long strides.
"Wait, etiquette?"
"Yes, you need to learn how to curtsies properly, how to sip tea in a civilized manner, and most importantly: How to address the Princess."
The pair had traversed the stair and entered the waiting-hall together. The few ponies that saw Anonymous looked at her with curiosity.
Anonymous massaged her temples with a leather-gloved hand.
"Okay, uhh, implying?"
Raven glanced at her while she lead her into a side corridor, away from the hall.
"You hail from the Badlands outside of Equestria, right?"
"Yeah." Anonymous waved a hand in manner that seemed to communicate, 'What of it?'
Raven chewed on her underlip while giving Anonymous a cautious yet deadpanned look, as if she was simultaneously being sarcastic while also trying to be tactful.
The words of her friend came back to her then and she sighed wistfully.
"Perhaps you could be the exception "--Raven did mini roll of her eyes.--" but I haven't seen many foreigners carry themselves with the grace necessary in our esteemed Princess'es presence. I'm just trying to save you from embarrassment, that's all."
Anonymous increased her pace and began to walk just ahead of the mare while tilting her head back to look at her. Using her height advantage to loom over the pony but Raven didn't let herself be intimidated and just continued moving forward in her own pace.
"Ah, how thoughtful of you." Anonymous' tone of voice indicated how much she didn't believe in what she just said. "So later at the meeting with your pony princess, I shouldn't just shit myself right then and there, right? That would be improper."
Raven's jaw dropped and her eyes looked like someone had pulled and released their grip on the string attached to a blind. She stuck out her tongue almost down to her chin, it rolling down like the red carpet for celebrity poners.
"Ugh! You!" Raven began but upon seeing the satisfied smirk forming on the woman's face, she stopped. "Hmph. What an utterly revolting fantasy you got. But I can't say I'm surprised. Demi-humans like you probably never outgrow potty-humor."
"Heh, nah. You can't sidetrack me. I know, "--She jabbed her thumb into her chest.--" you know, "--She spun her wrist so her palm was upwards and pointed with her pointer finger at Raven.--" I'm right.
Raven opened her mouth to insist that that's exactly what she needed only for Anonymous to continue.
"Besides," Anonymous said as she held up a finger. "There's no demi with me. You're in for treat. You gaze upon a pure-blood."
Anonymous struck a pose with her open hands to her sides as if ready to catch some sports-ball. A mischievous smile was etched out across her face.
Raven rolled her eyes.
"I don't follow. You stand on two legs and have hands, I'll admit that I don't which animal trait you possess but-" Raven said started but was interrupted.
"Exactly. I have none," Anonymous said. "I'm demi-human, I'm just a human. You see there's a small chance the child of a demi-human lacks an animal trait, meaning they are just a human, no demi, also known as a pure-blood."
Raven scrutinized her and smacked her lips.
"I see. Well, I hope your the exception to typical demi-human behavior as well then."
Anonymous said nothing to this. She just looked at Raven.
She followed Raven into a small room with a round table that seemed to be more used both as a working desk and a dinner table, a couple of chairs, a bed, and a wardrobe. Raven then focused her attention on Anonymous.
"We'll do this in my room. So, when addressing the Princess the most important thing is to not forget to say her title before you say her name. It's Princess Celestia not, Miss Celestia, or Faust forbid, just Celestia," Raven lectured.
Anonymous walked over to Raven's bed and sat down on its ledge before falling backwards into it. Raven was appalled.
"Your princess, she's a big white horse with a sun tattoo on her ass, right?" Anonymous asked as she moved her hands behind her head.
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She slide across the floor. Ribbons of flames made spiraled around her. The floor burnt and got scorched into black sooth. She kicked the rifle up mid-drift and from there transitioned back up on two legs. She spun on her heel, caught the gun coming down, and took a shooting position with one knee to the floor.
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Dan Vs. Transcript, The Gym Part 2 kinda of.
https://www.wcofun.net/dan-vs-season-2-episode-8-the-gym
Disclaimer: The transcript won't be perfect. I will just write one simple sentence to describe what I'm seeing and then that's it. This is more to get practice in on writing.
"Soo hungry," Dan said while immobile on his rug.
Dan crawls across his room.
"Yello? This is Dan," Dan says over the phone as he holds on to a cardboard box as if was a buoy in storm.
So I'm skipping a bit here and I will shamelessly do so because I'm trying to figure out what is wrong with me.
Dan is on his knees and reach out into the air with his fist to do his signature yell only to have his shoulder give off a loud crack.
Dan whimpers out, "Gyyyymmmm..." in the voice of a mouse.
"I'll be right back," says Chris.
Chad does a bunch of hand gestures as he speaks.
"Okay, sea-dog but we're on the clock bro," says Chad.
"Roger dodger." Chris shoots him a finger-gun.
"Chris! I need-- Wait, go back a second. 'Roger dodger?'" Dan asks.
"No way. The gym is great. It's helping me become more healthier, more athletic, and if I say so myself, more attractive to my lady."
"Ugh, gross."
"I have a newfound confidence and energy."
"You are dead to me. Enjoy you're increased muscle mass defector."
"Hey, bro let's make another training appointment, I got a tuesday, wednesday six am dude."
"I hardly ever stay up that late anymore."
Mr. Mumbles stretches out and Dan reprimands her, "No stretching. That's what they want you to do."
A canvas in-cased in glass read: "HAPPINESS IS A WARM SUN, SO JOG ALREADY FATTY!"
Mister Mumbles tail was wash-grey with a white top.
"Dragon stance! Let me go. I will bite. Har har!"
"We haven't been robbed Chris. Chad sent over a list of things you can't eat while your on his progam," Elise says while she hands over sheet of paper to Chris.
"Chad would never do that to me. Bu-- This is a list of everything good in my life."
"Is it." Elise looks at him wtih subdued anger.
"Elise, I just want a hoogie, or a burger, maybe both."
"I have something way better than a burger mister. Here have some wheat grass???"
Elise hands Chris a large glass of green goo with blades of grass in it. Chris swigs it down while dramatic music plays in the background.
"I love you. Even though you feed me that."
"What do you want, Jockstrap?"
"I'm eating food that food eats."
"Tyrants. That's no way to live."
There's a sign in the gym that reads, "Push harder, you wuss!"
"Uhh, I'm actually out... Uhh... Shopping for... Smaller pants in anticipation of my slimmed down physic."
"Why does it sound like you're eating a cookie?"
Whatever Dan is on, I want some. Hehe.^^
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"And you're talking simultaneously, which is creeping me out big time."
"See Elise, I told you he'd come."
"So that's why I never got a six-pack, I'm not a robot."
"You. Back to you're station meat-battery."
"If I don't regret how it went down with grandma, then I don't see what I will regret about you."
Chris pedals hard and soon Dan is holding a hyper-charged handle which he attaches to his robo-version that short-circuit from it in an instant.
"Fine. Just me and Chad then," Dan says and fishes up a cube of the previous android, Chad.
"Is our government secretly being run by half-human, half-animal hybrids? What do you think?"
"Half-human would be an improvement."
"Hey, I don't make the rules. Blame the DMV."
"Grr. Ddddddddddd! Mmmmmmmmmmm! Vvvvvvvvv!"
"Pfft. An authentic creeping death touch requires at least three fingers." Elise
"Drop the ball-and-chain and grab your keys. We're going." -dan
"I could demonstrate." -Elise
"It's just that when my best friend and my wife don't get along it puts me in the middle." Chris
"Then pick a side already!" -Dan
"I choose Elise." -Dan
Dan punches Chris in the gut.
"Who gave you a vote?" -Dan
"Dan you can't just cut in line and steal from the dead for that matter."
"I got something," says Chris as he hands the receptionist Dan's mug-shot.
"Next of kin, hmm, Mister comma Mumbles. My mother's maiden name. How would I know that?"
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So there's this tug of war between learning "boring" and just getting some sketches done with no pressure of expectations on it. If it's too boring and painful, I wont do it. And if it's too easy, I do it but I don't learn much(or anything?). Hmm...
I need to split done hard/boring/painful but helpful drills into smaller chunks. I want to start using [] brackets for placeholders in my writing adn build structure form it.
1 week projects can be start whenever in the week.
But perhaps I should get comfortable with just writing a by the one minute method each day to begin with before moving on to make more healthy choices.
So another question is what are the fundamentals of creating stories? Is it ideas? The point of intrest? Hmm...
Both writing adn drawing starts in the head, in my imagination.
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Water is healing = the most important nutrient of them all.
Fire is destroying = reduces everything to nothing/ash/smallest building blocks?
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Dan Vs. Transcript, The Gym Part 2 kinda of.
https://www.wcofun.net/dan-vs-season-2-episode-8-the-gym
Disclaimer: The transcript won't be perfect. I will just write one simple sentence to describe what I'm seeing and then that's it. This is more to get practice in on writing.
"Soo hungry," Dan said while immobile on his rug.
Dan crawls across his room.
"Yello? This is Dan," Dan says over the phone as he holds on to a cardboard box as if was a buoy in storm.
So I'm skipping a bit here and I will shamelessly do so because I'm trying to figure out what is wrong with me.
Dan is on his knees and reach out into the air with his fist to do his signature yell only to have his shoulder give off a loud crack.
Dan whimpers out, "Gyyyymmmm..." in the voice of a mouse.
"I'll be right back," says Chris.
Chad does a bunch of hand gestures as he speaks.
"Okay, sea-dog but we're on the clock bro," says Chad.
"Roger dodger." Chris shoots him a finger-gun.
"Chris! I need-- Wait, go back a second. 'Roger dodger?'" Dan asks.
"No way. The gym is great. It's helping me become more healthier, more athletic, and if I say so myself, more attractive to my lady."
"Ugh, gross."
"I have a newfound confidence and energy."
"You are dead to me. Enjoy you're increased muscle mass defector."
"Hey, bro let's make another training appointment, I got a tuesday, wednesday six am dude."
"I hardly ever stay up that late anymore."
Mr. Mumbles stretches out and Dan reprimands her, "No stretching. That's what they want you to do."
A canvas in-cased in glass read: "HAPPINESS IS A WARM SUN, SO JOG ALREADY FATTY!"
Mister Mumbles tail was wash-grey with a white top.
"Dragon stance! Let me go. I will bite. Har har!"
"We haven't been robbed Chris. Chad sent over a list of things you can't eat while your on his progam," Elise says while she hands over sheet of paper to Chris.
"Chad would never do that to me. Bu-- This is a list of everything good in my life."
"Is it." Elise looks at him wtih subdued anger.
"Elise, I just want a hoogie, or a burger, maybe both."
"I have something way better than a burger mister. Here have some wheat grass???"
Elise hands Chris a large glass of green goo with blades of grass in it. Chris swigs it down while dramatic music plays in the background.
"I love you. Even though you feed me that."
"What do you want, Jockstrap?"
"I'm eating food that food eats."
"Tyrants. That's no way to live."
There's a sign in the gym that reads, "Push harder, you wuss!"
"Uhh, I'm actually out... Uhh... Shopping for... Smaller pants in anticipation of my slimmed down physic."
"Why does it sound like you're eating a cookie?"
Whatever Dan is on, I want some. Hehe.^^
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"And you're talking simultaneously, which is creeping me out big time."
"See Elise, I told you he'd come."
"So that's why I never got a six-pack, I'm not a robot."
"You. Back to you're station meat-battery."
"If I don't regret how it went down with grandma, then I don't see what I will regret about you."
Chris pedals hard and soon Dan is holding a hyper-charged handle which he attaches to his robo-version that short-circuit from it in an instant.
"Fine. Just me and Chad then," Dan says and fishes up a cube of the previous android, Chad.
"Is our government secretly being run by half-human, half-animal hybrids? What do you think?"
"Half-human would be an improvement."
"Hey, I don't make the rules. Blame the DMV."
"Grr. Ddddddddddd! Mmmmmmmmmmm! Vvvvvvvvv!"
"Pfft. An authentic creeping death touch requires at least three fingers." Elise
"Drop the ball-and-chain and grab your keys. We're going." -dan
"I could demonstrate." -Elise
"It's just that when my best friend and my wife don't get along it puts me in the middle." Chris
"Then pick a side already!" -Dan
"I choose Elise." -Dan
Dan punches Chris in the gut.
"Who gave you a vote?" -Dan
"Dan you can't just cut in line and steal from the dead for that matter."
"I got something," says Chris as he hands the receptionist Dan's mug-shot.
"Next of kin, hmm, Mister comma Mumbles. My mother's maiden name. How would I know that?"
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So there's this tug of war between learning "boring" and just getting some sketches done with no pressure of expectations on it. If it's too boring and painful, I wont do it. And if it's too easy, I do it but I don't learn much(or anything?). Hmm...
I need to split done hard/boring/painful but helpful drills into smaller chunks. I want to start using [] brackets for placeholders in my writing adn build structure form it.
1 week projects can be start whenever in the week.
But perhaps I should get comfortable with just writing a by the one minute method each day to begin with before moving on to make more healthy choices.
So another question is what are the fundamentals of creating stories? Is it ideas? The point of intrest? Hmm...
Both writing adn drawing starts in the head, in my imagination.
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Water is healing = the most important nutrient of them all.
Fire is destroying = reduces everything to nothing/ash/smallest building blocks?
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IIT we discuss and study the Bible. I will be using the King James Version and will take the stance of a fundamental literalist, which is a bit redundant, but these days there exist many that claim to be fundamental but reject the literal interpretation of Scripture when they encounter something they don't agree or understand. I am not a Bible scholar, I'm not a pastor, I don't currently attend any denomination's church service. I'm just an anon that really like to study the Bible. Feel free to argue with me, I could be completely wrong and I hope to learn more about the Bible along the way.
I will post below my first study topic and what I have researched about it. Hopefully it will be interesting and somewhat engaging.
I will post below my first study topic and what I have researched about it. Hopefully it will be interesting and somewhat engaging.
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>>8469
Pardon the argumentative tone, theres no malice or aggression to any of this.
I give the example of a movie because to my understanding the Bible is intended to be a series of stories meant to individually convey wisdom beyond purely a literal sense, but has to be experienced from all levels of 'status' shall we say - beginning as the fool and rising to the Heirophant (in this case). In case of Proverbs, they individually teach sound wisdom, but there's an underlying message about personal sovereignty. Without having finished Proverbs, my comments are being withheld, but likely this weekend.
>Jesus' name
At the risk of being contentious, I have it on good faith
<'E means 'e cannae fookin' ramember whayre 'e fookin' 'eard it, eet was fookin 2012
.. that his name was Yodheshuvauhe, but that's definitely not a biblically-sourced (including biblical archeology) position
Pardon the argumentative tone, theres no malice or aggression to any of this.
I give the example of a movie because to my understanding the Bible is intended to be a series of stories meant to individually convey wisdom beyond purely a literal sense, but has to be experienced from all levels of 'status' shall we say - beginning as the fool and rising to the Heirophant (in this case). In case of Proverbs, they individually teach sound wisdom, but there's an underlying message about personal sovereignty. Without having finished Proverbs, my comments are being withheld, but likely this weekend.
>Jesus' name
At the risk of being contentious, I have it on good faith
<'E means 'e cannae fookin' ramember whayre 'e fookin' 'eard it, eet was fookin 2012
.. that his name was Yodheshuvauhe, but that's definitely not a biblically-sourced (including biblical archeology) position
>>8470
A series of stories, yes. But we didn't start with the first story, so it is like walking into the movie part way and not wanting to know who the hero or villain is. You can ignore them, but you are going to lose parts that are needed to be able to build wisdom with, such as that this book is a series of things that would benefit you to listen to with to the degree that the person who is telling us is a master of wisdom both by gift and experience and the one that heard it didn't listen destroyed a whole kingdom. That is how you begin to build off of what is written. It isn't just nice sayings. It was life or death for the one that the writer wanted to reach but couldn't. Now we see that the intent of the text isn't to demean, but an attempt to preserve life and to cherish it.
>his name was Yodheshuvauhe
Never heard of it before. I guess I will do some exploring to see if there is any text that references this to cross-reference with the Bible and we can set up some lessons on that as well.
A series of stories, yes. But we didn't start with the first story, so it is like walking into the movie part way and not wanting to know who the hero or villain is. You can ignore them, but you are going to lose parts that are needed to be able to build wisdom with, such as that this book is a series of things that would benefit you to listen to with to the degree that the person who is telling us is a master of wisdom both by gift and experience and the one that heard it didn't listen destroyed a whole kingdom. That is how you begin to build off of what is written. It isn't just nice sayings. It was life or death for the one that the writer wanted to reach but couldn't. Now we see that the intent of the text isn't to demean, but an attempt to preserve life and to cherish it.
>his name was Yodheshuvauhe
Never heard of it before. I guess I will do some exploring to see if there is any text that references this to cross-reference with the Bible and we can set up some lessons on that as well.
>>8470
A quick search for the word Yodheshuvauhe alone yielded no results, but the search for "Yodheshuvauhe name" came up with a couple. The closest result was a name website that stated: 2 people from Malta and South Africa agree the name Yodhevavhe is of Hebrew origin and means "God's name".
The other results were different Hebrew names of God:
Yhvh: LORD (often rendered in all capital letters in English translations to distinguish it from other titles)
Original Word: יְהוָֹה
Part of Speech: Proper Name
Transliteration: Yhovah
Pronunciation: yah-VEH or yah-WEH
Phonetic Spelling: (yeh-ho-vaw')
Definition: LORD (often rendered in all capital letters in English translations to distinguish it from other titles)
Meaning: Jehovah
Word Origin: Derived from the Hebrew verb הָיָה (hayah), meaning "to be" or "to exist."
Yeshua (Hebrew: יֵשׁוּעַ, romanized: Yēšūaʿ) was a common alternative form of the name Yehoshua (יְהוֹשֻׁעַ, Yəhōšūaʿ, 'Joshua') in later books of the Hebrew Bible and among Jewish people of the Second Temple period. The name corresponds to the Greek spelling Iesous (Ἰησοῦς), from which, through the Latin IESVS/Iesus, comes the English spelling Jesus.
[Read more] A quick search for the word Yodheshuvauhe alone yielded no results, but the search for "Yodheshuvauhe name" came up with a couple. The closest result was a name website that stated: 2 people from Malta and South Africa agree the name Yodhevavhe is of Hebrew origin and means "God's name".
The other results were different Hebrew names of God:
Yhvh: LORD (often rendered in all capital letters in English translations to distinguish it from other titles)
Original Word: יְהוָֹה
Part of Speech: Proper Name
Transliteration: Yhovah
Pronunciation: yah-VEH or yah-WEH
Phonetic Spelling: (yeh-ho-vaw')
Definition: LORD (often rendered in all capital letters in English translations to distinguish it from other titles)
Meaning: Jehovah
Word Origin: Derived from the Hebrew verb הָיָה (hayah), meaning "to be" or "to exist."
Yeshua (Hebrew: יֵשׁוּעַ, romanized: Yēšūaʿ) was a common alternative form of the name Yehoshua (יְהוֹשֻׁעַ, Yəhōšūaʿ, 'Joshua') in later books of the Hebrew Bible and among Jewish people of the Second Temple period. The name corresponds to the Greek spelling Iesous (Ἰησοῦς), from which, through the Latin IESVS/Iesus, comes the English spelling Jesus.
>>8472
Yodheshuvauhe is not the 'correct spelling' it's a phonetization, because He is spoken of in - iirc - sumerian tablets
Yodheshuvauhe is not the 'correct spelling' it's a phonetization, because He is spoken of in - iirc - sumerian tablets
>>8474
I couldn't find what you were referring to so far. I did look up Sumerian gods to see if it came up, but I can't find it so far. Unless I am overlooking it, I searched through the wiki of Sumerian gods and couldn't find it. I did find interesting ones that have gnostic parallels, possibly inspiring some of the gnostic texts, so that might be interesting to go over sometime.
I couldn't find what you were referring to so far. I did look up Sumerian gods to see if it came up, but I can't find it so far. Unless I am overlooking it, I searched through the wiki of Sumerian gods and couldn't find it. I did find interesting ones that have gnostic parallels, possibly inspiring some of the gnostic texts, so that might be interesting to go over sometime.
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>>8461
This joke stopped being funny 7 years ago.
I have my own daily workout routine. I don't care to follow the whims of some one neckbeard bumping a thread multiple times per day.
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>>8461
This joke stopped being funny 7 years ago.
I have my own daily workout routine. I don't care to follow the whims of some one neckbeard bumping a thread multiple times per day.
>>8462
You thought it was a joke?
>I have my own routine, which I never deviate from
Fine, be a bitch. 5 more
You thought it was a joke?
>I have my own routine, which I never deviate from
Fine, be a bitch. 5 more
>>8463
Oh no, I deviate from it. I'm always trying to experiment with adjustments and push my limits (as much as I can without interfering with my work). I just don't take prompts from internet autists.
Oh no, I deviate from it. I'm always trying to experiment with adjustments and push my limits (as much as I can without interfering with my work). I just don't take prompts from internet autists.
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This is the blood stained good news.
Authorized King James Version (it's the only one that has study in it, and what the object of faith is)
Romans 3:23-30
For all have sinned and have fallen short of the glory of God;
<Everybody failed to be perfect. God however still is perfect.
Being justified freely by his grace through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus:
<Inside of Jesus is stuff that grants God like perfection, and it is free.
Whom God has set forth to be a propitiation through faith in his blood, to declare his righteousness for the remission of sins that are past, through the forbearance of God;
<God is providing not just a clean slate and being in right standing with God there's more. He'll accept the due justice for evils and failings that were yours, that's the only way to provide perfect justice and grace. This is only valid if the substitute is perfect without blemish, which He is. Although God can collect the justice He is due at anytime, He instead doesn't do that. There's time now.
To declare, I say, at this time his righteousness: that he might be just, and the justifier of him which believeth in Jesus.
<Jesus and God is just, which makes those who believe Jesus as if they didn't fail or do evil. That His blood is more than good enough, which implies who He is, what He did, who He did it for, why He did it. It's for (You), because He loves you, and He loves you enough that you can accept or refuse it'll be purely your choice.
Where is boasting then? It is excluded. By what law? Of works? Nay: but by the law of faith.
<Only God's way to be saved during this time before the very end, no corrupt works but faith in His blood alone. The law of God's grace, trust His finished work.
Therefore we conclude that a man is justified by faith without the works of the law.
<At this time He did the work don't mock His work by mixing corrupted work with His perfect work.
Is he the God of the Jewes only? Is he not also of the Gentiles? Yes, of the Gentiles also:
<God is the God of the living, those of the line of Abraham elected to spread the character of God. Though a stubborn people a small portion is faithful in good will. Even the evil embracing ones will show God's character one way or another.
Seeing it is one God, which shall justify the circumcision by faith, and uncircumcision through faith.
<The current way to be saved is faith in His blood. All the manmade bullshit built around can't save them. A bloodless so called good news can't save. There is no assurance in such a man made thing.
Through Faith in His Blood.
The Object of Our Faith is His Blood alone.
[Read more] Authorized King James Version (it's the only one that has study in it, and what the object of faith is)
Romans 3:23-30
For all have sinned and have fallen short of the glory of God;
<Everybody failed to be perfect. God however still is perfect.
Being justified freely by his grace through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus:
<Inside of Jesus is stuff that grants God like perfection, and it is free.
Whom God has set forth to be a propitiation through faith in his blood, to declare his righteousness for the remission of sins that are past, through the forbearance of God;
<God is providing not just a clean slate and being in right standing with God there's more. He'll accept the due justice for evils and failings that were yours, that's the only way to provide perfect justice and grace. This is only valid if the substitute is perfect without blemish, which He is. Although God can collect the justice He is due at anytime, He instead doesn't do that. There's time now.
To declare, I say, at this time his righteousness: that he might be just, and the justifier of him which believeth in Jesus.
<Jesus and God is just, which makes those who believe Jesus as if they didn't fail or do evil. That His blood is more than good enough, which implies who He is, what He did, who He did it for, why He did it. It's for (You), because He loves you, and He loves you enough that you can accept or refuse it'll be purely your choice.
Where is boasting then? It is excluded. By what law? Of works? Nay: but by the law of faith.
<Only God's way to be saved during this time before the very end, no corrupt works but faith in His blood alone. The law of God's grace, trust His finished work.
Therefore we conclude that a man is justified by faith without the works of the law.
<At this time He did the work don't mock His work by mixing corrupted work with His perfect work.
Is he the God of the Jewes only? Is he not also of the Gentiles? Yes, of the Gentiles also:
<God is the God of the living, those of the line of Abraham elected to spread the character of God. Though a stubborn people a small portion is faithful in good will. Even the evil embracing ones will show God's character one way or another.
Seeing it is one God, which shall justify the circumcision by faith, and uncircumcision through faith.
<The current way to be saved is faith in His blood. All the manmade bullshit built around can't save them. A bloodless so called good news can't save. There is no assurance in such a man made thing.
Through Faith in His Blood.
The Object of Our Faith is His Blood alone.
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>>8440
>expanded that the object of faith is Jesus' blood. It's why Romans is quoted.
You are surfing judaism very close.
>expanded that the object of faith is Jesus' blood. It's why Romans is quoted.
You are surfing judaism very close.
>>8441
Not really, judaism is about jewering everybody. I do mean everybody, from the evil one to God and everyone in between. There are a small subset that is genuinely faithful... and at this point in time they'd also have to go all in on Jesus.
The reason why I'm specifing the blood of Jesus is due to what the Word said, to have The Holy Ghost putting all faith in Jesus' blood.
Thus steadfast hope.
As the just wrath has already been applied there is only eternal life.
I'd post a bigger pony but my pony and politics bin is out of commission for a long while.
Not really, judaism is about jewering everybody. I do mean everybody, from the evil one to God and everyone in between. There are a small subset that is genuinely faithful... and at this point in time they'd also have to go all in on Jesus.
The reason why I'm specifing the blood of Jesus is due to what the Word said, to have The Holy Ghost putting all faith in Jesus' blood.
Thus steadfast hope.
As the just wrath has already been applied there is only eternal life.
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Quite possibly the best musical of all time, because it is and REMAINS based on mementum, and it's growing
>what the fuck are you talking about
Epic the Musical is a (duh) musical based on the Odyssey by Homer
The meta behind it is impressive in it's own right, the whole of it is spectacular.
But that's not where it shines. The core of it is that aside from the audio files (audiophiles? :3) its entirely web-based. No one was (on an official level) contracted to produce animatics, and it's all subject to interpretation based on audio.
And so, you find yourself with a melting pot of autists trying to outdo themselves. And it is made better with every stroke.
https://youtu.be/sHyL528ZuBY?si=0hV3mnFjIy3B5oYW
If you're not into musicals, fuck off. This is a niche-thread, so it won't get much, other than me and other ppl sperging about how OMFG THIS.
There's so many themes to be extrapolated. My preference is "Ruthlessness is Mercy Upon Ourselves". But again, it's the animatic artist reinterpretations that make this a dynamic thing. It continues to evolve, as opposed to previous where the script was written, weeks of rehearsals,...
The game is changing
[Read more] >what the fuck are you talking about
Epic the Musical is a (duh) musical based on the Odyssey by Homer
The meta behind it is impressive in it's own right, the whole of it is spectacular.
But that's not where it shines. The core of it is that aside from the audio files (audiophiles? :3) its entirely web-based. No one was (on an official level) contracted to produce animatics, and it's all subject to interpretation based on audio.
And so, you find yourself with a melting pot of autists trying to outdo themselves. And it is made better with every stroke.
https://youtu.be/sHyL528ZuBY?si=0hV3mnFjIy3B5oYW
If you're not into musicals, fuck off. This is a niche-thread, so it won't get much, other than me and other ppl sperging about how OMFG THIS.
There's so many themes to be extrapolated. My preference is "Ruthlessness is Mercy Upon Ourselves". But again, it's the animatic artist reinterpretations that make this a dynamic thing. It continues to evolve, as opposed to previous where the script was written, weeks of rehearsals,...
The game is changing
Let's start with the basics.
Odysseus enters into the "Iliad" as a righteous king. We can parse specifics later, but he's a righteous king.
But he is a king who reigns over a small place under a tyrrannical dictator who IS petty enough to kill all of Odysseus' people.
And so, to war. None of this is desired, this is the result of one man's unchecked pride. And still, all of Ithaca, under their leader goes to war.
And wins. Inconceivably, but under questionable context, the Odyssey is a parable/zen-koan about the nature of responsibility and the consiquences of irresponsibility. Enjoy
Odysseus enters into the "Iliad" as a righteous king. We can parse specifics later, but he's a righteous king.
But he is a king who reigns over a small place under a tyrrannical dictator who IS petty enough to kill all of Odysseus' people.
And so, to war. None of this is desired, this is the result of one man's unchecked pride. And still, all of Ithaca, under their leader goes to war.
And wins. Inconceivably, but under questionable context, the Odyssey is a parable/zen-koan about the nature of responsibility and the consiquences of irresponsibility. Enjoy
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