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2020.06.28 08:30 InsaneGamer191 fuckindigo
The rainbow originally had 6 colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and violet. But one day, Mr. Roy G. Biv came along and stole that from us. Learn the truth here, learn that indigo should lose its color status.
2024.05.14 04:42 stormyfuck bridgerstoned 2.1
Dearest gentle readers, did you miss me? it’s time for season 2! I’m gonna try to do all 8 episodes before s3 drops
Episode 1
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Episode 1
- Daphne’s bangs have transformed from pringles mustache to a lovely diadem of hair
- I love lady danbury’s structural lace collar capelet
- The featherington mourning wear is twice as unflattering
- Lol @ gregory rolling his eyes about anthony’s list
- The art in the opening credits is interesting. The texture of it reminds me of a video game
- Ah penelope knows her worth and raised her prices. We love to see it
- Sharpening my knives for all of you damn girl
- pen’s fake irish accent is somehow different than nic’s real irish accent
- “Theyre the ones running around while you sit on your arse” get ‘im girl
- “All the young ladies looked the same” rude
- Violet: you want to give my treasured ring to just some girl? Do you have no respect for love? for me?
- The brothel scenes always crack me up because its just a bunch of big velvet curtains and some candelabras in the background. but Ive never been to a brothel so maybe thats accurate
- Anthony’s perfect lady: independent, intelligent, agreeable, no mama drama. May i suggest a golden retriever
- Anthony did not come off as this heavy-headed, overly burdened with responsibility tortured poet soul in season 1
- Kate!!
- Anthony is surprised and turned on
- It sounds like kate says “Oh fuck it” when he pulls up next to her but the captions say [speaks hindi] does anyone know what shes saying?
- Anthony is absolutely smitten. The stubborn dumbass
- Newton! LD is not a dog person
- The mature age of “six and twenty” keels over as an elderly 31yr old
- Eloise has a new ribbon hat contraption. This one has a round felt disc a la a beret
- Pens face as el talks shit about LW >:(
- Potatoes again?? Yes please
- Favorite fun fact: potatoes are an excellent source of vitamins and minerals, and adding cheese adds calcium/vitamin d and makes it a complete vitamin source. My daily intake of cheesy potatoes is like a flintstone vitamin
- Lol the feather’s maid is like why dont you try selling some of this fancy shit if you need money so bad
- Kate has a blue ribbon braided in her hair. Its so pretty. This cerulean shade looks stunning on her. She’s wearing the bridgerton blue from day 1 ♥️
- Edwina’s perfect match: charming, handsome, a duke or a prince. Might i suggest a king charles spaniel?
- Kate’s perfect match: someone who understands her on a deep spiritual level. Might i suggest anthony
- As the sharmas walk into the ball, theres a horse pulling a carriage that looks like its feet are tied together or something. Its doing the strangest walk
- I love the classical version of material girl
- QC like hi mary still hate you bitch ok bye
- Benedict stealing el away from the gentleman version of chucky
- You know, the gossipy quality of the ton is a great way to give viewers background info
- Fake tears always work
- Phili and finch will make beautiful cheese babies
- LD: anthony is a perfect suitor Edwina: dibs Kate: goddamn it
- Anthony’s smile when he sees kate again 😍
- I want to reach through the tv and smoosh their faces together right now. This annoying adorable banter is too much “You find my smile pleasing?”
- LD and violet like shall we do it again this year? pick another perfect match together?
- Pen is an excellent business woman. 10 pounds for 1 LW edition? Thats more than a thousand bucks in todays money. Girliepop is a girl boss. A true she-e-o
- Aw regency chucky has a crush on eloise
- I sympathize with kate. I am also dreadful and unpleasant
- Benedict trying to get it in with madame delacroix again
- Anthony can dish it out but sure cant take it
- Lower those expectations and settle for someone - violet
- Pen writing to colin. THREE MORE DAYSSS
- LD dressing kate down like girl. I opened my home to you. You really gonna stand here and lie to my face
- Love that kate comes clean and LD is like okay good now that thats out in the open lets get this girl hitched. I can scheme too
- Agan kate in blue here is so beautiful
- I love QCs laugh
- I would rather die! Well well how the turntables
- Pen: i have managed to find joy in this whole spectacle Eloise: WOW so you hate feminism
- LD really looked at kate like watch this and then got edwina diamond-ed
- Edwina: i love a man who knows what he wants and is direct Anthony: doesn’t know what he wants and sniffs kate
- LW: suddenly writing feminist rhetoric Eloise: wow what coincidence i was JUST talking to penelope about this
- I love that QCs wigs have natural textured hair in them
2024.05.14 03:01 initialpanik I’m not a poet, or a creative but here’s my attempt of trying to express myself
Roses are red, violets are blue, Life goes on, but I'm stuck in place.
I close my eyes, what I recall, I cannot face, I want relief, but I'm stuck in place.
I thought I was over it, time heals, they preach, But the scars are too deep, I'm stuck in place.
I wanted a brother, someone to love,
Someone to protect, don my armour,
Take the abuse, I thought I was stronger.
I didn't realise, I also had to be a father,
Over time I grew smaller, The chips in my armour, cracking slowly, gaps becoming wider,
Over time I grew smaller, The smiles became lies, the person I was, grew ever further,
Became a memory, the person I used to be
But the sun is rising, I will be stronger, Just wait and see, Even if it's a lie, I can still be the person I used to be.
When the night is darkest, And all you feel is despair
When all feels lost, and its too much to bear
In the deepest depths, when all seems lost,
the smallest Light can shine brightest
This is your yellow brick road.
A journey of self discovery
Two steps forward, one step backwards
The struggles for recovery
Don't give up now, you never have
Don't quit, I believe.
Sticks and stones can break your bones, but words can never hurt me,
The lie that's told, words are daggers when used by monsters, can wound the soul
When struck by those whom you were meant to trust,
abused that position, and your soul began to rust,
when the tears ceased to drop, doesn't mean they stopped.
At first a trickle, than a stream, than a waterfall eroding your soul.
I knew not than, when words that seed, corrupting deep within,
The daggers that were flung, you shrugged them off, but eventually, you joined in.
At the age of four, your childhood was no more.
When the kaleidoscope shattered, and there was no more colour.
When you plunged into the abyss, standing at the precipice, this came so many years later
But words have power, what's said can't be unsaid
What's been done, cannot be undone
But words have power
You are a survivor
You may have lost a battle here and there, but the war is still raging
Don't give up. Some things are worth fighting
When all seemed lost, the thoughts crashing
inside your mind, the waves, cascading
Awoken from your slumber, surprised by what was happening
You asked for help, but it wasn't coming
So we did what we always did, and placed our trust in ourselves
We treated it like an equation, that was our salvation,
we struggled in isolation, but that wasn't the solution
Dont give up.
You are a survivor
You survived the abused, now it's just the memories
Words have power, use them to recover
Lets strive to thrive, not just survive
Lets colour in the landscape, repair the kaleidoscope
after the darkest Night, the Sun will shine so bright
Don't quit. The end may be near, or faraway
Don't quit. You never have, so why start now
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I close my eyes, what I recall, I cannot face, I want relief, but I'm stuck in place.
I thought I was over it, time heals, they preach, But the scars are too deep, I'm stuck in place.
I wanted a brother, someone to love,
Someone to protect, don my armour,
Take the abuse, I thought I was stronger.
I didn't realise, I also had to be a father,
Over time I grew smaller, The chips in my armour, cracking slowly, gaps becoming wider,
Over time I grew smaller, The smiles became lies, the person I was, grew ever further,
Became a memory, the person I used to be
But the sun is rising, I will be stronger, Just wait and see, Even if it's a lie, I can still be the person I used to be.
When the night is darkest, And all you feel is despair
When all feels lost, and its too much to bear
In the deepest depths, when all seems lost,
the smallest Light can shine brightest
This is your yellow brick road.
A journey of self discovery
Two steps forward, one step backwards
The struggles for recovery
Don't give up now, you never have
Don't quit, I believe.
Sticks and stones can break your bones, but words can never hurt me,
The lie that's told, words are daggers when used by monsters, can wound the soul
When struck by those whom you were meant to trust,
abused that position, and your soul began to rust,
when the tears ceased to drop, doesn't mean they stopped.
At first a trickle, than a stream, than a waterfall eroding your soul.
I knew not than, when words that seed, corrupting deep within,
The daggers that were flung, you shrugged them off, but eventually, you joined in.
At the age of four, your childhood was no more.
When the kaleidoscope shattered, and there was no more colour.
When you plunged into the abyss, standing at the precipice, this came so many years later
But words have power, what's said can't be unsaid
What's been done, cannot be undone
But words have power
You are a survivor
You may have lost a battle here and there, but the war is still raging
Don't give up. Some things are worth fighting
When all seemed lost, the thoughts crashing
inside your mind, the waves, cascading
Awoken from your slumber, surprised by what was happening
You asked for help, but it wasn't coming
So we did what we always did, and placed our trust in ourselves
We treated it like an equation, that was our salvation,
we struggled in isolation, but that wasn't the solution
Dont give up.
You are a survivor
You survived the abused, now it's just the memories
Words have power, use them to recover
Lets strive to thrive, not just survive
Lets colour in the landscape, repair the kaleidoscope
after the darkest Night, the Sun will shine so bright
Don't quit. The end may be near, or faraway
Don't quit. You never have, so why start now
2024.05.14 01:49 TheLiquorStation What’s your funniest “Roses are red, violets are blue” poem?
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2024.05.14 01:25 _Triple_ [STORE] 900+ KNIVES/GLOVES/SKINS, 100.000$+ INVENTORY. BFK Lore, Gloves Amphibious, Skeleton Fade, Bowie Emerald, BFK Auto, Gloves MF, Talon Doppler, Gloves POW, Bayo Tiger, Gut Sapphire, Stiletto MF, M9 Ultra, Ursus Doppler, Flip Doppler, M9 Stained, Nomad CW, Paracord CW, AK-47 X-Ray & A Lot More
Everything in my inventory is up for trade. The most valuable items are listed here, the rest you can find in My Inventory
Feel free to Add Me or even better send a Trade Offer. Open for any suggestions: upgrades, downgrades / knives, gloves, skins / stickers, patterns, floats.
All Buyouts are listed in cash value.
KNIVES
★ Butterfly Knife Lore (Factory New), B/O: $7194.77
★ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2025.74
⎯★ M9 Bayonet Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $557.87
★ M9 Bayonet Stained (Well-Worn), B/O: $529.41
★ M9 Bayonet Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $465.39
⎯★ Talon Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $1295.27
★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Minimal Wear), B/O: $746.28
★ Karambit Bright Water (Field-Tested), B/O: $688.15
⎯★ Flip Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $547.93
★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $476.69
★ Flip Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $278.18
★ Flip Knife Black Laminate (Well-Worn), B/O: $258.83
★ Flip Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested), B/O: $181.64
⎯★ Stiletto Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $686.04
★ Stiletto Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $665.41
★ Stiletto Knife, B/O: $601.39
★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $418.25
★ Stiletto Knife Night Stripe (Field-Tested), B/O: $227.80
★ Stiletto Knife Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $194.96
★ Stiletto Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested), B/O: $192.79
⎯★ Nomad Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $518.11
★ Nomad Knife Scorched (Field-Tested), B/O: $169.78
★ Nomad Knife Forest DDPAT (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $166.88
★ StatTrak™ Nomad Knife Blue Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $335.79
⎯★ Skeleton Knife Stained (Well-Worn), B/O: $442.05
★ Skeleton Knife Urban Masked (Minimal Wear), B/O: $426.24
★ Skeleton Knife Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $314.03
★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife Fade (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2361.28
★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested), B/O: $376.53
⎯★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $557.12
★ Ursus Knife, B/O: $471.42
★ Ursus Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $212.37
★ Ursus Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $187.66
★ Ursus Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $178.18
★ Ursus Knife Ultraviolet (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $155.13
★ Ursus Knife Boreal Forest (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $124.26
⎯★ Huntsman Knife Black Laminate (Minimal Wear), B/O: $204.83
★ Huntsman Knife Black Laminate (Field-Tested), B/O: $184.50
★ StatTrak™ Huntsman Knife Lore (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $224.11
⎯★ Bowie Knife Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $2142.02
★ Bowie Knife, B/O: $230.44
★ Bowie Knife Damascus Steel (Factory New), B/O: $209.20
★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet (Minimal Wear), B/O: $180.51
★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $131.03
⎯★ Falchion Knife Night (Field-Tested), B/O: $132.54
★ Falchion Knife Urban Masked (Well-Worn), B/O: $112.81
★ Falchion Knife Scorched (Field-Tested), B/O: $108.81
★ Falchion Knife Forest DDPAT (Field-Tested), B/O: $107.82
★ Falchion Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested), B/O: $107.46
★ StatTrak™ Falchion Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $143.08
⎯★ Paracord Knife Crimson Web (Minimal Wear), B/O: $486.48
★ Paracord Knife Blue Steel (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $163.12
⎯★ Survival Knife Blue Steel (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $138.26
★ Survival Knife Night Stripe (Field-Tested), B/O: $131.03
⎯★ Gut Knife Sapphire (Minimal Wear), B/O: $1127.79
★ Gut Knife Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $286.17
★ Gut Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $246.55
★ Gut Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $240.77
★ Gut Knife, B/O: $210.49
★ Gut Knife Lore (Field-Tested), B/O: $194.22
★ Gut Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $151.51
★ Gut Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $124.94
★ Gut Knife Rust Coat (Well-Worn), B/O: $118.99
★ Gut Knife Boreal Forest (Minimal Wear), B/O: $109.80
★ StatTrak™ Gut Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $237.96
⎯★ Shadow Daggers Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $264.92
★ Shadow Daggers Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $253.03
★ Shadow Daggers Tiger Tooth (Factory New), B/O: $237.22
★ Shadow Daggers Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $153.40
★ Shadow Daggers Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $144.42
★ Shadow Daggers Blue Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $105.20
★ StatTrak™ Shadow Daggers Damascus Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $150.46
⎯★ Navaja Knife Fade (Factory New), B/O: $365.99
★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $228.93
★ Navaja Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $227.43
★ Navaja Knife Slaughter (Factory New), B/O: $209.06
★ Navaja Knife, B/O: $203.16
★ Navaja Knife Case Hardened (Well-Worn), B/O: $132.57
★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Factory New), B/O: $121.69
★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $109.95
★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $100.41
★ StatTrak™ Navaja Knife Fade (Factory New), B/O: $369.01
★ StatTrak™ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $109.95
GLOVES
★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2394.67
★ Sport Gloves Omega (Well-Worn), B/O: $572.33
★ Sport Gloves Bronze Morph (Minimal Wear), B/O: $338.88
★ Sport Gloves Big Game (Field-Tested), B/O: $323.66
⎯★ Specialist Gloves Marble Fade (Minimal Wear), B/O: $1652.07
★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike (Field-Tested), B/O: $599.14
★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web (Well-Worn), B/O: $231.57
★ Specialist Gloves Buckshot (Minimal Wear), B/O: $126.21
⎯★ Moto Gloves POW! (Minimal Wear), B/O: $996.99
★ Moto Gloves POW! (Field-Tested), B/O: $383.31
★ Moto Gloves POW! (Well-Worn), B/O: $276.00
★ Moto Gloves Turtle (Field-Tested), B/O: $180.28
⎯★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! (Minimal Wear), B/O: $502.29
★ Hand Wraps Giraffe (Minimal Wear), B/O: $180.73
★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $178.32
⎯★ Driver Gloves Queen Jaguar (Minimal Wear), B/O: $181.01
★ Driver Gloves Rezan the Red (Field-Tested), B/O: $101.66
⎯★ Broken Fang Gloves Jade (Field-Tested), B/O: $127.88
★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point (Minimal Wear), B/O: $124.55
⎯★ Bloodhound Gloves Guerrilla (Minimal Wear), B/O: $127.94
★ Hydra Gloves Case Hardened (Field-Tested), B/O: $102.55
WEAPONS
AK-47 X-Ray (Well-Worn), B/O: $478.95
AUG Hot Rod (Factory New), B/O: $425.83
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Hyper Beast (Factory New), B/O: $413.95
M4A4 Daybreak (Factory New), B/O: $309.51
StatTrak™ AK-47 Aquamarine Revenge (Factory New), B/O: $305.43
AK-47 Case Hardened (Well-Worn), B/O: $196.38
StatTrak™ M4A4 Temukau (Minimal Wear), B/O: $174.64
P90 Run and Hide (Field-Tested), B/O: $167.03
AWP Asiimov (Field-Tested), B/O: $153.33
Souvenir SSG 08 Death Strike (Minimal Wear), B/O: $140.00
M4A1-S Printstream (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $124.70
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Golden Coil (Field-Tested), B/O: $117.48
AWP Asiimov (Well-Worn), B/O: $115.97
StatTrak™ Desert Eagle Printstream (Minimal Wear), B/O: $112.96
StatTrak™ AK-47 Asiimov (Minimal Wear), B/O: $110.85
Souvenir M4A1-S Master Piece (Well-Worn), B/O: $102.42
AK-47 Bloodsport (Minimal Wear), B/O: $100.53
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2024.05.14 00:13 AssumptionRemarkable [WTS] Keanison, Griffin, Artisan, ESNYX, etc
Hello Swappers
I need to find new homes to some great knives as part of the collection trimming. I'm the original owner and will indicate otherwise as well as coming with original box/pouch and accessories. None of these were users so coming in at least LNIB condition with uncut and unsharpened blade. Please comment before chatting, PPFF or Zelle and shipping the next day to CONUS only. Honestly not looking for trades but welcome offers - please note, I probably already have or had it...I have a lot of knives.
Timestamp
Keanison Basset Hound - Brittney Blue Camo Carbon, tumbled magnacut blade and ultra smooth action. This is a catch n' release from the latest run as the knife is smaller than I like. Paid $385 including shipping and taxes but asking $300 and priority shipping on me.
Griffin Scout F3.5 - Another catch n' release with Zirconium & Stonewashed Magnacut. Grabbed directly from Griffin company and honestly just do not like the knife. Love the size, steel and with decent ergos but just does not speak to me in totality. BNIB, paid $620 but asking $525 and free Lander 1.
Knafs Lander 1 - Uncut and uncarried Lander 1 so you can beat up. Free w/ Griffin Scout
Artisan Cutlery BOA - Stippled titanium and S35VN variant that I picked up from Swap a year ago but never carried or cut with it as a result, it didn't grow on me so back on the swap it goes. Comes with pouch no box, asking $125
ESNYX Silver Line Beer Buster Junior - Front flipper with black micarta mokuti clip and damasteel blade. Beautiful little knife with a bottle opener for ultimate practical carry. Carried once but with unused and unsharpened edge. Not a blemish anywhere on this beauty. Asking $180
TwoSun TS232 - Violet Ti handle and full flat grind 14C28N steel. Catch n' release on this one. Asking $75
MAXACE Pterosaur - Big and brawny, this knife is a tank in titanium and M390. This was a swap pick up a few months ago but not growing on me so hoping it can find someone that appreciates it. Unused and in pristine condition asking $175 SOLD
Kunwu Geezer - CF Copper Inlay Titanium. Catch n' release...slip joints are a hit or miss for me even though this one makes beautiful sound and from a fantastic maker. Asking $180
Kizer Huntsmen - Ti and Carbon Fiber with insanely super smooth action...it just glides. unused and uncut by me as the 2nd owner and from the condition, I can correctly state that the previous owner did not use nor carry the knife. Asking $160
Kubey Hyperion - S35VN and a beautiful Ti frame combined with a really nice action for the package. really impressive knife from Kubey. LNIB and asking $140
WE Charith - Black stonewash and milled Ti frame and 20CV blade steel. Gently carried and looks pristine. Limited run, 132/300. Comes with pouch and uncut blade. Asking $125 SOLD
ZT 0450- Ti and S35VN steel. A beautiful collaboration between ZT and custom knife designer Dmitry Sinkevich. Carried but uncut and near pristine condition. I no longer have the box to this beauty however will come perfectly wrapped in a pouch. Asking$175 $145
Hogue X-1 Microflip - CPM154 steel and has been carried, lightly used and wearing factory edge. Comes with pouch and asking $50 SOLD
Thanks for stopping by.
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I need to find new homes to some great knives as part of the collection trimming. I'm the original owner and will indicate otherwise as well as coming with original box/pouch and accessories. None of these were users so coming in at least LNIB condition with uncut and unsharpened blade. Please comment before chatting, PPFF or Zelle and shipping the next day to CONUS only. Honestly not looking for trades but welcome offers - please note, I probably already have or had it...I have a lot of knives.
Timestamp
Keanison Basset Hound - Brittney Blue Camo Carbon, tumbled magnacut blade and ultra smooth action. This is a catch n' release from the latest run as the knife is smaller than I like. Paid $385 including shipping and taxes but asking $300 and priority shipping on me.
Griffin Scout F3.5 - Another catch n' release with Zirconium & Stonewashed Magnacut. Grabbed directly from Griffin company and honestly just do not like the knife. Love the size, steel and with decent ergos but just does not speak to me in totality. BNIB, paid $620 but asking $525 and free Lander 1.
Knafs Lander 1 - Uncut and uncarried Lander 1 so you can beat up. Free w/ Griffin Scout
Artisan Cutlery BOA - Stippled titanium and S35VN variant that I picked up from Swap a year ago but never carried or cut with it as a result, it didn't grow on me so back on the swap it goes. Comes with pouch no box, asking $125
ESNYX Silver Line Beer Buster Junior - Front flipper with black micarta mokuti clip and damasteel blade. Beautiful little knife with a bottle opener for ultimate practical carry. Carried once but with unused and unsharpened edge. Not a blemish anywhere on this beauty. Asking $180
TwoSun TS232 - Violet Ti handle and full flat grind 14C28N steel. Catch n' release on this one. Asking $75
Kunwu Geezer - CF Copper Inlay Titanium. Catch n' release...slip joints are a hit or miss for me even though this one makes beautiful sound and from a fantastic maker. Asking $180
Kizer Huntsmen - Ti and Carbon Fiber with insanely super smooth action...it just glides. unused and uncut by me as the 2nd owner and from the condition, I can correctly state that the previous owner did not use nor carry the knife. Asking $160
Kubey Hyperion - S35VN and a beautiful Ti frame combined with a really nice action for the package. really impressive knife from Kubey. LNIB and asking $140
ZT 0450- Ti and S35VN steel. A beautiful collaboration between ZT and custom knife designer Dmitry Sinkevich. Carried but uncut and near pristine condition. I no longer have the box to this beauty however will come perfectly wrapped in a pouch. Asking
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2024.05.13 23:56 charli3dontsurf Concept for Pride Flag (click/tap image for full)
 | This is my take on a new design for the Pride Flag. Constructive criticism is welcome. submitted by charli3dontsurf to vexillology [link] [comments] ○ Violet/Lavender Border: https://www.vam.ac.uk/dundee/articles/violet-delights-a-queer-history-of-purple • Historically queer connotations • "...idea of purple as overlapping pink/red and blue representing a blurring of genders in bi and trans flags." • Border can signify a united effort to protect each other within the LGBTQ+ community ○ White Background: https://www.millersville.edu/icse/services-and-initiatives/identity-flags.php#:~:text=The%20white%20is%20used%20to,it%20will%20always%20be%20correct • As with the Trans Pride flag, "...white is used to symbolize those who are transitioning, those who feel they have a neutral gender or no gender and those who are intersex." It also includes those that are asexual. • Although white flags have been historically attributed to a sign of surrender, the white here is meant to symbolize a desire for peace, communication, and love for those within the LGBTQ+ community and those that identify as otherwise (i.e. non-queer allies). • White is an amalgamation of all colors combined. ○ Rainbow Ring: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rainbow_flag_(LGBT) • Has been almost exclusively been attributed to queer communities (predominantly since being introduced in 1979) • "The colors reflect the diversity of the LGBT community and the spectrum of human sexuality and gender." • Circular ring is meant to represent eternal unity and everlasting peace. • Ring also representation of all LGBTQ+ people on Earth ○ Pink Triangle: https://simple.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pink_triangle#:~:text=The%20pink%20triangle%20is%20one,that%20marked%20anti%2Dsocial%20women. • Historically queer connotations • "...reclaimed as a positive symbol of self-identity." • Represented as a memorialization symbol for those persecuted • Inverted triangle is an alternative style to represent progress moving upward |
2024.05.13 23:36 charli3dontsurf Concept for Pride Flag
 | This is my take on a new design for the Pride Flag. Constructive criticism is welcome. submitted by charli3dontsurf to lgbt [link] [comments] Violet/Lavender Border: https://www.vam.ac.uk/dundee/articles/violet-delights-a-queer-history-of-purple • Historically queer connotations • "...idea of purple as overlapping pink/red and blue representing a blurring of genders in bi and trans flags." • Border can signify a united effort to protect each other within the LGBTQ+ community White Background: https://www.millersville.edu/icse/services-and-initiatives/identity-flags.php#:~:text=The%20white%20is%20used%20to,it%20will%20always%20be%20correct • As with the Trans Pride flag, "...white is used to symbolize those who are transitioning, those who feel they have a neutral gender or no gender and those who are intersex." It also includes those that are asexual. • Although white flags have been historically attributed to a sign of surrender, the white here is meant to symbolize a desire for peace, communication, and love for those within the LGBTQ+ community and those that identify as otherwise (i.e. non-queer allies). • White is an amalgamation of all colors combined. Rainbow Ring: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rainbow_flag_(LGBT) • Has been almost exclusively been attributed to queer communities (predominantly since being introduced in 1979) • "The colors reflect the diversity of the LGBT community and the spectrum of human sexuality and gender." • Circular ring is meant to represent eternal unity and everlasting peace. • Ring also representation of all LGBTQ+ people on Earth Pink Triangle: https://simple.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pink_triangle#:~:text=The%20pink%20triangle%20is%20one,that%20marked%20anti%2Dsocial%20women. • Historically queer connotations • "...reclaimed as a positive symbol of self-identity." • Represented as a memorialization symbol for those persecuted • Inverted triangle is an alternative style to represent progress moving upward |
2024.05.13 23:06 musmanoo7 [WTS] Niche & Designer Partials (Lowered) (Bottle)
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| New | Total |
|---|---|
| SPIRIT OF DUBAI TURATH 50ML TESTER | $155.00 |
| SARAH JESSICA PARKER STASH 100ML | $45.00 |
| Partials | Total |
|---|---|
| AMOUAGE WOODS SYMPHONY 90/100ML | $167.00 |
| FORT & MANLE FORTY THIEVES 40/50ML | $110.00 |
| FRAGRANCE DU BOIS CAVORT 90/100ML TESTER | $175.00 |
| FRAGRANCE DU BOIS NEW YORK INTENSE 90/100ML TESTER | $155.00 |
| FRAGRANCE DU BOIS OUD VIOLET INTENSE 90/100ML TESTER | $270.00 |
| FRAGRANCE DU BOIS PARISIAN 90/100ML TESTER | $335.00 |
| FRAGRANCE DU BOIS PM 90/100ML TESTER | $225.00 |
| FRAGRANCE DU BOIS SAHRAA 90/100ML TESTER | $380.00 |
| FRAGRANCE DU BOIS SIBERIAN ROSE 90/100ML TESTER | $145.00 |
| HISTOIRES DE PARFUM AMBRE 114 50/60ML TESTER | $75.00 |
| JPG GAULTIER 2 90/100ML | $110.00 |
| PROFUMUM ROMA FIORE D'AMBRA 90/100ML TESTER | $175.00 |
| PROFUMUM ROMA OLIBANVM 90/100ML TESTER | $180.00 |
| PROFUMUM ROMA SOAVISSIMA 90/100ML TESTER | $180.00 |
| PROFUMUM ROMA SORRISO 90/100ML TESTER | $190.00 |
| PROFUMUM ROMA THVNDRA 90/100ML TESTER | $154.00 |
| SPIRIT OF DUBAI RIMAL 40/50ML TESTER | $140.00 |
| WIDIAN HILI 40/50ML | $140.00 |
| WIDIAN LIWA 40/50ML | $140.00 |
| XERJOFF HAYAT 90/100ML TESTER | $155.00 |
| XERJOFF JABIR 40/50ML TESTER | $130.00 |
| XERJOFF LAYLA 40/50ML TESTER | $120.00 |
| XERJOFF TEMPEST 40/50ML TESTER | $115.00 |
| XERJOFF EMPIRYAN 90/100ML TESTER | $165.00 |
| XERJOFF HOLYSM 40/50ML TESTER | $145.00 |
| VINTAGE/DISCONTINUED | Total |
|---|---|
| AZZARO POUR HOMME INTENSE 50ML (LEVEL SHOWN) | $25.00 |
| GUERLAIN JICKY EDT 50ML (LEVEL SHOWN) | $70.00 |
| PACO RABANNE POUR HOMME 1ST GEN SPLASH 60ML | $75.00 |
| PACO RABANNE POUR HOMME EAU 50ML (LEVEL SHOWN) | $20.00 |
| RALPH LAUREN POLO BLUE 125ML (LEVEL SHOWN) | $30.00 |
| ROCCOBAROCO BLACK JEANS 75ML TESTER (LEVEL SHOWN) | $20.00 |
| THIERRY MUGLER B MEN REFILL 90/100ML | $95.00 |
| VERSACE BABY BLUE JEANS (LEVEL SHOWN) | $60.00 |
| YSL LIVE JAZZ 50ML (LEVEL SHOWN) | $80.00 |
| YSL RIVE GAUCHE FRAICHEUR 100ML (LEVEL SHOWN) | $40.00 |
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2024.05.13 22:02 Idiotaddictedto2Hou Roses are red, Violets are the same color as blue jays,
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2024.05.13 21:36 LaughingStag Daemon Tarreos - The Lost Legion
Reddit Account: u/Laughingstag
Discord Tag: imaginarysage
Name and House: Daemon Tarreos
Age: 31
Cultural Group: Valyrian
Appearance: White hair and piercing blue eyes mark his heritage. He cuts a solid figure of a professional soldier, considered very fit. Since becoming an officer, he's let his hair grow to his shoulders, though he's known to tie it up. The most striking part of him is his wardrobe - a white tiger pelt cloak that he wears draped over his shoulders, a gift from his adopted father.
Trait: Charismatic
Skill(s): Tactician, Prudent, 2H, Cunning(e)
Talent(s): Language: Westerosi Common, Poetry, Fishing
Negative Trait(s): N/A
Starting Title(s): Praetor of the Lost Legion, the White Tiger, Blade Steward of Ērinnon
Starting Location: Opening event
This inspired Daemon. And by the time he was ten, he'd made up his mind. He was going to be a Legionnaire. By the age of fourteen he'd take steps in making his dream reality, attempting to train in the Legion's fort. He found himself adept with weapons, and his insistence on training did not go unnoticed. He had caught the attention of then praetor of the Tiger Banner, Aelyx Tarreos. A commander of high standing in both the Legion and town of Achissa, he had taken the young Daemon under his wing, earning him the nickname 'Tiger Cub'.
In 17 AC, at the age of 23, Daemon would be named a Sword of the Corps for the Tiger Banner thanks to his cunning mind and Aelyx's tutelage and in 18 AC, Aelyx would become the Legate of the Legion. He appointed Daemon to serve as his Quaestor, managing logistics for the Legion and serving as a higher officer. It was during this time that he served with distinguished service, managing the operations of the Legion in the Disputed Lands. Life moved quickly for Daemon, and he would marry. In 19 AC, he would welcome a daughter into the world, but at the cost of his love who died shortly after childbirth.
After multiple successful campaigns, Aelyx would surprise Daemon by choosing to name his heir, adopting him and allowing him to take his name in the year 20 AC. Unfortunately, not long after in 23 AC disaster would strike: the city of Achissa would come under threat by mercenaries, its position coveted by the regional powers of Myr and Tyrosh. The Legion would make a daring stand at the fields of Achissa but it was for not. Defeated, the Legion made a hasty retreat to Achissa and began the process of evacuating in an attempt to spare the Achissans the fate of slavery.
Getting assistance from the Blue Sails, the remnants of the Legion regrouped in Plankey Town, but had been decimated. Among the casualties was Aelyx Tarreos and the majority of the Banner of the Bull. Embittered by the loss of Achissa, Daemon pledged to find a new home - for his daughter, and his people. Donning the mantle of the White Tiger, Daemon would sway the Officers of the Tiger Banner into naming him Praetor. Unfortunately, a stalemate grew between the three remaining Praetors. No Legate would be elected. As to the fate of Ērinnon, the sword that never surrenders, it has ended up in Daemon's capable hands until such a time a legate is named.
The Legion has, since, wandered Westeros, taking work primarily in the destabilized Reach and attempting to regrow their number and establish their reputation again. The Achissan refugees, serving as camp followers and laborers, are never far behind eagerly awaiting their chance to take back their home. But, among servants and officers, it's whispered that Daemon in particular has become more attached to the foreign land than the other two Praetor, and may seek to find his home here under the last Dragonlords - a rumor that could become reality should he become the next Legate.
Age: 40
Cultural Group: Valyrian
Appearance: Standing over six foot two, Baelon cuts a powerful figure. He is dark of hair with violet eyes and is said to have a beard. Few outside of the Legion's command structure have seen him without his brass mask depicting a bearded man, an artifact of forgotten times. It's resulted in a number of rumors about his appearance, with many believing him to be scarred or suggest he's suffering from grayscale, and more outlandish rumors being that there's more than one Baelon.
Trait: Unscrupulous
Skill(s): Tactician, 2H (e)
Talent(s): Language: Westerosi Common, Military Philosophy, Fishing
Negative Trait(s): N/A
Starting Title(s): Praetor of the Lost Legion, the Dragon Praetor
Starting Location: Opening Event
Burning farms, severing supply lines, taking no quarter, and liberating slaves of the enemy combatants were fundamental to his approach to warfare in the Disputed Lands - to make it unprofitable and bloody for the enemies. His unscrupulous nature saw a meteoric rise and he would become a Praetor at only 25, the youngest to have successfully done so.
Unlike the other two Praetors, while he has sympathy toward the plight of the Achissans, he believes that the Legion is still an army first and foremost, and rejects the idea of settling. This is not entirely unpopular with the Legion's younger soldiers and officers, especially as the town of Achissa falls further and further into the past. It's possible that, should he become Legate that this will be the future of the Legion - an army with no state forever more.
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Discord Tag: imaginarysage
Name and House: Daemon Tarreos
Age: 31
Cultural Group: Valyrian
Appearance: White hair and piercing blue eyes mark his heritage. He cuts a solid figure of a professional soldier, considered very fit. Since becoming an officer, he's let his hair grow to his shoulders, though he's known to tie it up. The most striking part of him is his wardrobe - a white tiger pelt cloak that he wears draped over his shoulders, a gift from his adopted father.
Trait: Charismatic
Skill(s): Tactician, Prudent, 2H, Cunning(e)
Talent(s): Language: Westerosi Common, Poetry, Fishing
Negative Trait(s): N/A
Starting Title(s): Praetor of the Lost Legion, the White Tiger, Blade Steward of Ērinnon
Starting Location: Opening event
Biography
Daemon Tarreos, born Daemon of Tyria, was the son of a blacksmith and the great grandson of a legionnaire from the old city of Tyria. Born 6 BC, Daemon was not even out of his smallclothes when the Tyroshi, the Braavosi, and the Durrandons and Targaryens visited fury and fire upon the Volantese, ending its near five decade long uninterrupted control over two of Valyria's daughters and his homeland of Achissa. In the uncertainty and violence that followed, it was only the Lost Legion, a renowned mercenary company structured like the Lockstep Legions of old, that shielded their town.This inspired Daemon. And by the time he was ten, he'd made up his mind. He was going to be a Legionnaire. By the age of fourteen he'd take steps in making his dream reality, attempting to train in the Legion's fort. He found himself adept with weapons, and his insistence on training did not go unnoticed. He had caught the attention of then praetor of the Tiger Banner, Aelyx Tarreos. A commander of high standing in both the Legion and town of Achissa, he had taken the young Daemon under his wing, earning him the nickname 'Tiger Cub'.
In 17 AC, at the age of 23, Daemon would be named a Sword of the Corps for the Tiger Banner thanks to his cunning mind and Aelyx's tutelage and in 18 AC, Aelyx would become the Legate of the Legion. He appointed Daemon to serve as his Quaestor, managing logistics for the Legion and serving as a higher officer. It was during this time that he served with distinguished service, managing the operations of the Legion in the Disputed Lands. Life moved quickly for Daemon, and he would marry. In 19 AC, he would welcome a daughter into the world, but at the cost of his love who died shortly after childbirth.
After multiple successful campaigns, Aelyx would surprise Daemon by choosing to name his heir, adopting him and allowing him to take his name in the year 20 AC. Unfortunately, not long after in 23 AC disaster would strike: the city of Achissa would come under threat by mercenaries, its position coveted by the regional powers of Myr and Tyrosh. The Legion would make a daring stand at the fields of Achissa but it was for not. Defeated, the Legion made a hasty retreat to Achissa and began the process of evacuating in an attempt to spare the Achissans the fate of slavery.
Getting assistance from the Blue Sails, the remnants of the Legion regrouped in Plankey Town, but had been decimated. Among the casualties was Aelyx Tarreos and the majority of the Banner of the Bull. Embittered by the loss of Achissa, Daemon pledged to find a new home - for his daughter, and his people. Donning the mantle of the White Tiger, Daemon would sway the Officers of the Tiger Banner into naming him Praetor. Unfortunately, a stalemate grew between the three remaining Praetors. No Legate would be elected. As to the fate of Ērinnon, the sword that never surrenders, it has ended up in Daemon's capable hands until such a time a legate is named.
The Legion has, since, wandered Westeros, taking work primarily in the destabilized Reach and attempting to regrow their number and establish their reputation again. The Achissan refugees, serving as camp followers and laborers, are never far behind eagerly awaiting their chance to take back their home. But, among servants and officers, it's whispered that Daemon in particular has become more attached to the foreign land than the other two Praetor, and may seek to find his home here under the last Dragonlords - a rumor that could become reality should he become the next Legate.
Timeline
- 6 BC: Daemon is born to Daeron of Tyria, a blacksmith in Achissa.
- 8 AC: Daemon begins visiting the Legion's fort and demanding to train. his prowess catches the eye of trainers and Aelyx Tarreos
- 12 AC: Daemon formally joins the Tiger Banner and is tutored by then Praetor Aelyx.
- 17 AC: Daemon becomes a Sword of the Corps.
- 18 AC: Daemon is named Quaestor of the Legion after Aelyx becomes the Eighth Legate.
- 19 AC: Daemon's wife, Jaehaera, passes away while giving birth to their daughter, Mae.
- 20 AC: Aelyx Tarreos adopts Daemon into his family, allowing him to take his name.
- 23 AC: The Legion is nearly destroyed at the Battle at the Fields of Achissa. The Legion evacuates the city of Achissa and regroups in Westeros. Daemon becomes the Praetor of the Tiger Banner.
- 24 AC: The Legion takes work in the Reach fighting bandits and attempts to recoup its losses.
- 25 AC: The Legion makes camp outside King's Landing, hoping to take advantage of the upcoming festivities and gather recruits and patronage in equal amounts.
Archetypes
- Aemond Volaerys, Commander - The stern Praetor of the Elephant Banner and the senior most of the three Praetors, Aemond is aging but his mind is still sharp. In the twilight of his life he has vowed he will take back Achissa or die in the process - so long as he may be buried there with his men once it's said and done.
- Lucerys Montekar, Scholar - The current Quaestor of the Legion, Lucerys is a tight lipped and perpetually frowning young man who has been charged with managing logistics and arms of the Legion and, since the flight from Achissa, is charged with overseeing the refugees and managing their resources. He's become skilled with bookkeeping, at least.
Auxiliary Character
Name and House: Baelon the ButcherAge: 40
Cultural Group: Valyrian
Appearance: Standing over six foot two, Baelon cuts a powerful figure. He is dark of hair with violet eyes and is said to have a beard. Few outside of the Legion's command structure have seen him without his brass mask depicting a bearded man, an artifact of forgotten times. It's resulted in a number of rumors about his appearance, with many believing him to be scarred or suggest he's suffering from grayscale, and more outlandish rumors being that there's more than one Baelon.
Trait: Unscrupulous
Skill(s): Tactician, 2H (e)
Talent(s): Language: Westerosi Common, Military Philosophy, Fishing
Negative Trait(s): N/A
Starting Title(s): Praetor of the Lost Legion, the Dragon Praetor
Starting Location: Opening Event
Biography
Baelon's youth is shrouded in mystery. Surfacing in the year of 5 AC, Baelon swiftly rose in the ranks of the Dragon Banner. Characterized by his strange mask and armor, he became known in his youth for his savage nature on the battlefield, cleaving men in two with his large sword. This translated to his tactics once he was promoted to an officer, where he touted the theories of Baelor the Brass Dragon, a Commander known for his brutal approach to conducting war.Burning farms, severing supply lines, taking no quarter, and liberating slaves of the enemy combatants were fundamental to his approach to warfare in the Disputed Lands - to make it unprofitable and bloody for the enemies. His unscrupulous nature saw a meteoric rise and he would become a Praetor at only 25, the youngest to have successfully done so.
Unlike the other two Praetors, while he has sympathy toward the plight of the Achissans, he believes that the Legion is still an army first and foremost, and rejects the idea of settling. This is not entirely unpopular with the Legion's younger soldiers and officers, especially as the town of Achissa falls further and further into the past. It's possible that, should he become Legate that this will be the future of the Legion - an army with no state forever more.
Timeline
- 5 AC - Baelon joins the Legion at the age of 20.
- 8 AC - Baelon's prowess on the battlefield earns him a promotion - and a reputation
- 10 AC - Baelon becomes the Praetor of the Dragon Banner and implements his brutal strategies on the field.
- 23 AC - Baelon helps evacuate Achissa, joins his brothers in Westeros.
- 24 AC: The Legion takes work in the Reach fighting bandits and attempts to recoup its losses.
- 25 AC: The Legion makes camp outside King's Landing, hoping to take advantage of the upcoming festivities and gather recruits and patronage in equal amounts.
2024.05.13 21:35 _Triple_ [STORE] 900+ KNIVES/GLOVES/SKINS, 100.000$+ INVENTORY. BFK Lore, Gloves Amphibious, Skeleton Fade, Bowie Emerald, BFK Auto, Gloves MF, Talon Doppler, Gloves POW, Bayo Tiger, Gut Sapphire, Stiletto MF, M9 Ultra, Ursus Doppler, Flip Doppler, M9 Stained, Nomad CW, Paracord CW, AK-47 X-Ray & A Lot More
Everything in my inventory is up for trade. The most valuable items are listed here, the rest you can find in My Inventory
Feel free to Add Me or even better send a Trade Offer. Open for any suggestions: upgrades, downgrades / knives, gloves, skins / stickers, patterns, floats.
All Buyouts are listed in cash value.
KNIVES
★ Butterfly Knife Lore (Factory New), B/O: $7194.77
★ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2025.74
⎯★ M9 Bayonet Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $557.87
★ M9 Bayonet Stained (Well-Worn), B/O: $529.41
★ M9 Bayonet Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $465.39
⎯★ Talon Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $1295.27
★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Minimal Wear), B/O: $746.28
★ Karambit Bright Water (Field-Tested), B/O: $688.15
⎯★ Flip Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $547.93
★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $476.69
★ Flip Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $278.18
★ Flip Knife Black Laminate (Well-Worn), B/O: $258.83
★ Flip Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested), B/O: $181.64
⎯★ Stiletto Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $686.04
★ Stiletto Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $665.41
★ Stiletto Knife, B/O: $601.39
★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $418.25
★ Stiletto Knife Night Stripe (Field-Tested), B/O: $227.80
★ Stiletto Knife Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $194.96
★ Stiletto Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested), B/O: $192.79
⎯★ Nomad Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $518.11
★ Nomad Knife Scorched (Field-Tested), B/O: $169.78
★ Nomad Knife Forest DDPAT (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $166.88
★ StatTrak™ Nomad Knife Blue Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $335.79
⎯★ Skeleton Knife Stained (Well-Worn), B/O: $442.05
★ Skeleton Knife Urban Masked (Minimal Wear), B/O: $426.24
★ Skeleton Knife Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $314.03
★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife Fade (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2361.28
★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested), B/O: $376.53
⎯★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $557.12
★ Ursus Knife, B/O: $471.42
★ Ursus Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $212.37
★ Ursus Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $187.66
★ Ursus Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $178.18
★ Ursus Knife Ultraviolet (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $155.13
★ Ursus Knife Boreal Forest (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $124.26
⎯★ Huntsman Knife Black Laminate (Minimal Wear), B/O: $204.83
★ Huntsman Knife Black Laminate (Field-Tested), B/O: $184.50
★ StatTrak™ Huntsman Knife Lore (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $224.11
⎯★ Bowie Knife Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $2142.02
★ Bowie Knife, B/O: $230.44
★ Bowie Knife Damascus Steel (Factory New), B/O: $209.20
★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet (Minimal Wear), B/O: $180.51
★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $131.03
⎯★ Falchion Knife Night (Field-Tested), B/O: $132.54
★ Falchion Knife Urban Masked (Well-Worn), B/O: $112.81
★ Falchion Knife Scorched (Field-Tested), B/O: $108.81
★ Falchion Knife Forest DDPAT (Field-Tested), B/O: $107.82
★ Falchion Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested), B/O: $107.46
★ StatTrak™ Falchion Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $143.08
⎯★ Paracord Knife Crimson Web (Minimal Wear), B/O: $486.48
★ Paracord Knife Blue Steel (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $163.12
⎯★ Survival Knife Blue Steel (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $138.26
★ Survival Knife Night Stripe (Field-Tested), B/O: $131.03
⎯★ Gut Knife Sapphire (Minimal Wear), B/O: $1127.79
★ Gut Knife Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $286.17
★ Gut Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $246.55
★ Gut Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $240.77
★ Gut Knife, B/O: $210.49
★ Gut Knife Lore (Field-Tested), B/O: $194.22
★ Gut Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $151.51
★ Gut Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $124.94
★ Gut Knife Rust Coat (Well-Worn), B/O: $118.99
★ Gut Knife Boreal Forest (Minimal Wear), B/O: $109.80
★ StatTrak™ Gut Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $237.96
⎯★ Shadow Daggers Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $264.92
★ Shadow Daggers Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $253.03
★ Shadow Daggers Tiger Tooth (Factory New), B/O: $237.22
★ Shadow Daggers Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $153.40
★ Shadow Daggers Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $144.42
★ Shadow Daggers Blue Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $105.20
★ StatTrak™ Shadow Daggers Damascus Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $150.46
⎯★ Navaja Knife Fade (Factory New), B/O: $365.99
★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $228.93
★ Navaja Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $227.43
★ Navaja Knife Slaughter (Factory New), B/O: $209.06
★ Navaja Knife, B/O: $203.16
★ Navaja Knife Case Hardened (Well-Worn), B/O: $132.57
★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Factory New), B/O: $121.69
★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $109.95
★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $100.41
★ StatTrak™ Navaja Knife Fade (Factory New), B/O: $369.01
★ StatTrak™ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $109.95
GLOVES
★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2394.67
★ Sport Gloves Omega (Well-Worn), B/O: $572.33
★ Sport Gloves Bronze Morph (Minimal Wear), B/O: $338.88
★ Sport Gloves Big Game (Field-Tested), B/O: $323.66
⎯★ Specialist Gloves Marble Fade (Minimal Wear), B/O: $1652.07
★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike (Field-Tested), B/O: $599.14
★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web (Well-Worn), B/O: $231.57
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2024.05.13 19:59 United_Patriots The Nature of Orion [43] - Domain of the Dakquo
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Memory transcription subject: Kalsim, Captain, United Federation Fleet
Date [standardized human time]: December 30th, 2136
It became harder and harder to remember why we came in the first place when the simple process of landing on the ground was tantamount to stepping back into the past.
So many of the sensations granted by the asteroid sanctuary, the smells,the sights, the sounds, were so hauntingly familiar. Of flying from treetop to treetop, seeing my non sapient kin fly free of the burden of galactic existence. Of fruits and berries picked right from the stem, carrying with them flavors that bordered on ecstasy. The calls and cries of a nature beaten down time and time again, but still managed to stand back up on its own two legs every single time.
So much of it was familiar, yet so much of it wasn't.
"Kelum, do you recognize that?" referring to the foreign call sounding off in the distance.
He was still trying to process his surroundings, beak poised catch several insects. "Uh...no, I don't."
I turned in the direction of its source. "Neither do I."
"What about that bird from earlier?"
The one that flew by the viewport? "Didn't recognize that one either."
"Shit then." Kelum slowly returned to guard mode as he began sweeping his rifle over the foliage. "Your the big history guy here, I'm relying on you. What does it mean that you don't know?"
"Well, maybe call it a gap in my knowledge..." my attention was caught by a strange cluster of berries perched on a nearby bush. Collected in bunches, the fruits were oblong, almost cylindrical, orange with black spots across the skin. The aroma was sweet and tangy, something I knew several officers on the Lyakuda would love to use as an air freshener. And it was entirely unrecognizable.
Yet some base instinct inside of me said that it belonged. That it all belonged. That the ferns and grasses adn the strange noises that seemed foreign to my home were in fact an integral part of this one. There was song being played that I couldn't quiet yet hear, but I knew was there. Whether it was one that I would enjoy was still up for debate.
"Captain?"
"Wuh?" I spun around to see Kelum checking me with a look of concern.
"You kinda zoned out there for a sec. Are you alright?"
"Sorry, I was just thinking." I stepped back from the bush and into the clearing. "I...don't know what to make of this. This place..."
Kelum shrugged. "Couldn't tell you either cap. I'm just along for the ride at this point."
"All I need you to do is to keep that gun raised, just in case." Some part of me said that it would be unnecessary. After all, the Federation wiped out any native species that posed even the slightest threat to a krakotl. And by all means, this place seemed like Nishtal. But then again...
A sharp cry grabbed the silence and violently broke it over its knee. More like a wail, piercing in its effect, little needles in our eardrums that seemed to stab more and more as the seconds dragged along. The pitch never faltered, even as the cry let the background jungle settle back into its normal rhythm. I looked over to see Kelum taking deep breaths, before I realized I was too.
"Cap, what the fuck was that?" For the first time since we arrived, tendrils of genuine fear seemed to creep into Kelum's voice. At the very least, he was never letting go of that rifle ever again.
"I don't know, I never heard that before either."
"Well I need you to start knowing right fucking now, cause I don't like that shit, not one bit."
"Neither do I, but we need to remain calm. Now's not the time to start acting like Sivkit," another awful wail echoed in the further distance, "so keep that rifle up."
Kelum didn't need to be told twice. "Maybe we shouldn't stick around. Maybe we've seen everything we've needed to see."
Some part of me agreed with him. You didn't need to be a prey to not be comfortable sharing a space with whatever made that sound. And I don't think that's all this place has in store for us. For better and for worse...
"We saw those buildings. We were just in that observation room. This place is more than just a sanctuary. We need to keep going."
Kelum raised a talon in argument, faltered, then sighed. "If I die here, I'm gonna fucking kill you cap."
That somehow raised a chuckle out of me. "Glad to see your still you."
"You drag me to the gallows, least you can do is let me get the last laugh in." Kelum pushed past me and began sifting through the undergrowth. "I'll lead. I think the town was this way."
Directions, thankfully, weren't going to be an issue. Despite its gargantuan size, the sanctuary appeared to have a pretty simple layout. A giant circle, with the town at the center, surrounded on all sides by thick jungle. All we had to do was walk forward. If only if it was that simple.
I did manage to recognize many of the plants that composed the flora, only due to their absence on the Nishtal I knew. The undergrowth there was absolutely sparse in comparison to here, mostly thanks to the Federation's anti predator efforts. Without natural balances to keep them in check, the native herbivores of Nishtal went wild, stripping the ground level nearly down to the very soil itself. If not for our geoengineering tech, the planet would've suffered an ecological collapse that would've made the Cradle look like hiccup in comparison.
This place seemed to suffer no such issues. Great for the local ecosystem, terrible for us. For not only was it hot, not only was it humid, we had to push through vine and bramble so thick it was nearly impossible to squeeze through. It didn't help that the we seemed to be heading down a slope, so the atmosphere only got thicker as we descended further. It came to the point where I almost considered stripping off my vest so I wouldn't die of heatstroke on the spot. Thankfully we came across a small clearing, which gave us the opportunity to catch our breaths.
"How close do you think we are?" I asked between pulls of impossibly humid air.
"Don't know, but we have to be close." Kelum looked up to the 'sky', where the 'sun' had really reached its zenith. "Hard to tell, but we're definitely making progress."
"Stars above, whatever this is must be worth it."
"Better fucking be. Not dying of thirst on some secret asteroid zoo run by...fuck I don't know. You said you thought it was someone up high who contacted you?"
"Yeah, but that was just a confident guess."
He chuckled. "Maybe this is just his private resort or something. They definitely have the money to hollow out an asteroid. Maybe there will be a pool and a bar on the other side of this bush."
I had to admit, the possibility was funny. "If this was just a roundabout way for Nikonus to invite me over for a drink, I swear to the stars above I'll glass Aafa myself."
Kelum laughed. "Glad to hear your in a good mood cap."
"I'm not."
He stood up, ready to get on the move again. "At least you know what a joke is. Did you know I used to work for Jerulim? Head so far up his ass he forgot what-"
The rustle from a nearby bush cut off Kelum's admiration of our ambassador. He trained the rifle on the source, talon itching to let the weapon bark. The pistol in my holster gained a newfound presence as something began to emerge from within the shadows.
"Alright then, come at me you...oh."
The creature that caused us so much worry turned out to be a small lizard, scales verdant, barely the length of my wing. It crawled from underneath the bush and across the dark earth of the clearing. It took a moment to regard us with two beady side facing eyes, before it began on its way once more.
Kelum lowered the rifle, and began breathing once again. "Damn, little buddy there gave me a-"
Before he had a chance to finish, a rush of air came from behind, and a flash of green and gold plucked the lizard off the ground right in front of our eyes. Before we had a chance to fully process what just happened, the bird was away, propelling itself skyward, the unfortunate lizard grasped firmly in its talons.
We stared dumbly as the...predator ascended, then leveled out, before finally disappearing behind the canopy. Kelum went to say something several times, but each attempt only seemed to point his rifle closer and closer to the ground. Finally, he turned to face me directly, his face the farthest point from comprehension it could possibly go.
"Cap, did that..." he didn't need to finish his sentence. I was still struggling to construe it, but we both saw the same thing.
"Yes, it did."
Kelum nodded his head, before turning it back to the sky. "It did..."
As the shock of the lizard being hunted wore off, I managed to have some thoughts on the situation. This place is definitely not the Nishtal I know. The Federation would never let a bird like that exist in any form besides ash. Yet here it was, in a facility no doubt constructed by the Federation. Is that what the note writer wanted us to see?
"Cap?" I turned to see Kelum once again wear that worried expression. "Any ideas?"
"I...don't know. Maybe this is...some sort of facility to study predators? An isolated environment, far from any inhabited planet, where they won't pose any danger?"
Kelum sighed. "I think that's the best we got right now. But that still doesn't explain the town."
"No, it doesn't." At this point, I was worried that the distant collection of buildings we saw would only serve to raise even more questions. Who lives there? More krakotl? kolshians? Is it empty? But standing around wouldn't answer any questions. It'll kill us, given everything we've seen so far. "Kelum, we have to keep moving."
"Yeah, your right, but with all this..." He paused, before looking at me, then himself. "Are we stupid?"
"Uh...what do you mean."
"Cap, we're birds."
"Yes, but..."
"...oh..."
We had become so enamored with our surroundings that we completely forgot the fact that we could fly.
"Yeah, oh." Kelum slung his rifle over his shoulders, and extended his wings out to their full length. "Hopefully we can just fly right over all of this shit."
"Good thinking, wish we thought of-" Another rustle caught my attention, this time from the nearest tree. In the shadowed canopy far above, I could just barely make out something slinking among the branches.
Earth and debris began to swirl as Kelum went airborne. "Something wrong Cap?"
"Nothing, it's just..." Another branch moved, then fell entirely still. Out of all things, why does this seem so...
And then all at once, days spent at the academy flooded back. Memories of illegal histories and textbooks downloaded over the internet, of countless nights spent secretly learning my peoples true history, of why the Federation even considered us prey in the first place.
Oh no.
"Kelum, KELUM!"
"Cap, wha-"
My yell was enough for Kelum to falter, just enough so that the blur that leapt out of the tree missed him by a feathers width. It landed on a trunk opposite to me, claws sharper than an Arxurs digging into the bark. Its earthen fur, which camouflaged it amidst the foliage, now stood on its ends. A growl gurgled from between its barred teeth, and four forward facing eyes trained directly on me.
For a moment we stared each other down, as we both processed the fact that we were seeing specters. My breath caught, my wings were shaking, and I couldn't focus. Partly out of fear, partly out of the impossibility of the whole situation.
Your supposed to be dead. The Federation killed you, they killed ALL of you.
But it didn't care much for the Federation. It only cared about me. Because it was the predator, and I was now its prey.
It launched off the trunk, almost defying gravity as it crossed the gap at a nearly imperceptible speed. I tried to dodge out of the way, but I only managed halfway before an unfathomable pain flashed across my chest and sent my spinning into the earth.
Something warm and sticky filled the space between my vest and chest as my vision faded in and out. Loud pops sounded off one after another, fully killing the already injured silence. That terrible wail once again echoed distantly, cut off by another pop, and the calm returned once again. Shadows invaded the corners of my vision, threatening to overtake everything. As the false sun dispapeared behind Kelum, consciousness finally slipped away.
The pain was the first thing to greet me, followed by the contradiction of the relatively cool air. The battle between them, the pounding agony and the soothing cold, was what awoke me from my imposed slumber.
Fluttering my eyes met we with large splotches of grey and gold, spattered over my vision like spilled buckets of paint. It took several moments for everything to gain defintion, while another spot of blue went back and forth across my sight.
K...Kelum?
Something I did caught his attention, for he stopped in his tracks and immediately came to my side.
"Captain....Cap...can you hear me?"
"I...Kelum?"
"Yeah, yeah, Cap, it's me. It's Kelum."
"Kelum..."
Kelum was standing over me, fatigue dragging at his features. His talons, his wings, his vest, all of him was smeared with violet. Looking behind him revealed that we were in some sort of cave, orange light cascading through the distant entrance. The rock reflected it all, granting the scene an almost...magmatic appearence. Like everything was going to melt right on top of us and burn us alive. My chest already felt much that way anyways.
"Stars above, your awake. I thought you weren't gonna make it."
I managed to look down to see that I was entirely naked, spare for the fithly fabrics wrapped tightly around my chest. They, along with the feathers surrounding it, was also stained a pugent violet.
"Kelum," a cough sent bolts of pain running across my chest.
"Take it easy, Cap, take it easy." Kelum pressed a talon on my shoulder to keep me from gettiing up. "It got you pretty good. You lost a lot of blood."
"Wha...what happened." My memory was still fuzzy, no more defined than my vision mere moments ago. All that was there were feelings, of fear, pain, confusion, and in some small note, even awe.
"That...that thing, it almost got me. If you hadn't had called out, I...fuck, that fall would've done most of the work." Kelum's brevity was all but gone, leaving behind a bloodied, anxious wreck. "And then it pounced on you, got you across the chest. There was so much blood, I thought you were going to..." He trailed off as he considered the possibility. It was still a possibility.
"Hey," I managed weakly. "I'm still here. It hasn't got me yet."
Kelum managed to regain some of his composure. "I...had to use your vest as a bandage. I don't know how long it'll hold, but it's stopped the bleeding for now."
I looked down at my chest again. Somewhere beneath the tattered remains of my uniform laid a gash that nearly ended my life. There was a momentary urge to peel back the fabric to see how bad it was, but that would only hasten things at that point.
"Kelum...if I don't make it..."
"Cap, don't say that."
"Kelum, it's my job as a captain to realistically assess the situation we find ourselves in. And the fact is that I can't fly. I don't even know if I can walk. Odds are that more of those Dakquo are roaming around out there, along with stars know what else. If this," I pointed to my bandage, "doesn't get me, everything else will."
"Cap..." Kelum didn't want to accept it, but I could see that he knew it was true. I was living on borrowed time.
"Kelum, for what it's worth, I wouldn't have chosen anyone else to come with me. Even in this place, you've flown above and beyond the call of duty. And for that, thank you."
Kelum couldn't help a tear from rolling down his cheek, one which he quickly wiped away, leaving behind a little smear of purple. "Thanks cap, it's been an honor serving with you too."
Kelum stood over me for a long moment, before setting down beside me. He glanced deeper into the tunnel , before turning back to face the entrance. "Cap?"
"Yeah?" My breathing was beginning to grow more ragged.
"You mentioned a Dakquo? Was that..."
"Yeah, it was."
Another moment of silence.
It's ironic, isn't it.
"It was a predator from before the Federation arrived. It likes to hide up in the trees, waiting for something to fly past. That's when it pounces. I...became fasncinated with it in my youth. To think, such a powerful creature once roamed our home, that we coexisted with it peacefully for so long. And in an instant, the Federation took it all away. I never thought I would see one. I was never suppsoed to see one. They're supposed to be all dead."
Kelum took another glance back.
"So when I saw it there, about to pounce, a small part of me couldn't help but feel amazed. Something they took from us, something that once defined who we were. And there it was, right in front of my eyes."
I coughed again, and pain roared back once more. Kelum gripped me tighly as it slowly faded, but didn't fully disppear. I didn't have long. Hours, maybe a day or two at the most.
I looked down at the wrap. A small bead of blood peeked out from the wound, which I picked up on the tip of my talon. It glowed pink under the fading light.
"It's funny. It only took a thousand years, but things are finally back to normal."
Kelum glanced back once more.
"Kelum, what are you looking at?"
"I.." he blinked, "I've been trying to ignore it, but there's down the tunnel there."
"What do you mean? Is it-"
"It's not alive, but..." his look said it might has well been. "I'm gonna check it out."
"I'm coming with you." I moved to stand up, but Kelum placed a talon on my shoulder.
"Your not going anywhere cap. Walking around isn't gonna do you any good."
"Like sitting here is." Ignoring my wound scremaing murder, I stood up, and balanced myself on two shaky legs. "I'm not sitting this out. Not anymore."
"But cap-"
"Kelum, I came here because it was a choice I could make. Let me make this one too."
Kelum moved to protest, but only managed to sigh. He unholstered my pistol, and handed it off to me. "If you die now, I'm gonna kill you cap."
That managed a frail chcukle out of me. "Glad to see your still you."
"Fuck, I'm glad too."
Every step was like ten years spent on a cattle farm, but I was able to at least walk. We began slowly creeping deeper into the cave, with Kelum bringing up his weapon light against the encroaching darkness. It revealed something only barely visible from our previous spot, a set of...bones. Inching closer showed that the corpse wasn't of a bird, or that lizard, or even the Dakquo. Rather...
"Wait..." Kelum pasued his light on the skull, where two forward facing sokcets stared back. The snout was elongated, housing row upon row of razor sharp teeth. It rested near what remained of the creatures long tail...and the hands...
"No way..."
Kelum turned his light on one of the hands. Four fingers, and...two thumbs.
"That can't be possible." Kelum swept the light to the other arm, and the story was the same. Four fingers, two thumbs. "No, this can't be right."
It wasn't supposed to be possible, but it was. It was staring us right in the face, with sockets that housed eyes that once terrfied the entire galaxy.
"It's an arxur."
Before we even had time to process the discovery, noises from back where we came caught our attention. Kelum turned towards the light, rifle raised in anticiaption of another attack. I raised my pistol, before a flash of agony nearly sent me to the ground. Something tore, something seperated, and my chest suddenly began to feel too warm. I looked down to see that the bandage had gone loose, and the blood was beginning to run free.
"Oh shit, Kalsim, hold on!"
"It's fine...it's fine." I lowered to the ground as Kelum began frantically ripping off his own vest. The blood was running in little rivers between my feathers as my gaurd despratley tried to stem the flow. But it wasn't working this time. Even with mine and his, the makeshift dressing wasn't enough to prevent what was coming now.
Everything began to fade, Kelums deseperate pleas for me to stay awake, the approaching footsteps, what sounded like voices, all rapdily consumed by the encroaching fog. Even the pain, which seemed to slink away with every passing second.
It was so...peaceful. Even as Kelum began to shake me, even as he was thrown aside by a shadowed figure, I wasn't afraid. Maybe I lost the capacity to be afraid. The path set for me left me liable to be shot or annihilaited at any given moment. I long accepted the inevitability of my death, but I was no hurry to greet it. And now here I was, knocking on the door.
The darkness envloped me entirely, and sensation quickly fell away. Just as I crossed the threshhold, one final thought occured to me:
At least it was all my fault.
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Memory transcription subject: Kalsim, Captain, United Federation Fleet
Date [standardized human time]: December 30th, 2136
It became harder and harder to remember why we came in the first place when the simple process of landing on the ground was tantamount to stepping back into the past.
So many of the sensations granted by the asteroid sanctuary, the smells,the sights, the sounds, were so hauntingly familiar. Of flying from treetop to treetop, seeing my non sapient kin fly free of the burden of galactic existence. Of fruits and berries picked right from the stem, carrying with them flavors that bordered on ecstasy. The calls and cries of a nature beaten down time and time again, but still managed to stand back up on its own two legs every single time.
So much of it was familiar, yet so much of it wasn't.
"Kelum, do you recognize that?" referring to the foreign call sounding off in the distance.
He was still trying to process his surroundings, beak poised catch several insects. "Uh...no, I don't."
I turned in the direction of its source. "Neither do I."
"What about that bird from earlier?"
The one that flew by the viewport? "Didn't recognize that one either."
"Shit then." Kelum slowly returned to guard mode as he began sweeping his rifle over the foliage. "Your the big history guy here, I'm relying on you. What does it mean that you don't know?"
"Well, maybe call it a gap in my knowledge..." my attention was caught by a strange cluster of berries perched on a nearby bush. Collected in bunches, the fruits were oblong, almost cylindrical, orange with black spots across the skin. The aroma was sweet and tangy, something I knew several officers on the Lyakuda would love to use as an air freshener. And it was entirely unrecognizable.
Yet some base instinct inside of me said that it belonged. That it all belonged. That the ferns and grasses adn the strange noises that seemed foreign to my home were in fact an integral part of this one. There was song being played that I couldn't quiet yet hear, but I knew was there. Whether it was one that I would enjoy was still up for debate.
"Captain?"
"Wuh?" I spun around to see Kelum checking me with a look of concern.
"You kinda zoned out there for a sec. Are you alright?"
"Sorry, I was just thinking." I stepped back from the bush and into the clearing. "I...don't know what to make of this. This place..."
Kelum shrugged. "Couldn't tell you either cap. I'm just along for the ride at this point."
"All I need you to do is to keep that gun raised, just in case." Some part of me said that it would be unnecessary. After all, the Federation wiped out any native species that posed even the slightest threat to a krakotl. And by all means, this place seemed like Nishtal. But then again...
A sharp cry grabbed the silence and violently broke it over its knee. More like a wail, piercing in its effect, little needles in our eardrums that seemed to stab more and more as the seconds dragged along. The pitch never faltered, even as the cry let the background jungle settle back into its normal rhythm. I looked over to see Kelum taking deep breaths, before I realized I was too.
"Cap, what the fuck was that?" For the first time since we arrived, tendrils of genuine fear seemed to creep into Kelum's voice. At the very least, he was never letting go of that rifle ever again.
"I don't know, I never heard that before either."
"Well I need you to start knowing right fucking now, cause I don't like that shit, not one bit."
"Neither do I, but we need to remain calm. Now's not the time to start acting like Sivkit," another awful wail echoed in the further distance, "so keep that rifle up."
Kelum didn't need to be told twice. "Maybe we shouldn't stick around. Maybe we've seen everything we've needed to see."
Some part of me agreed with him. You didn't need to be a prey to not be comfortable sharing a space with whatever made that sound. And I don't think that's all this place has in store for us. For better and for worse...
"We saw those buildings. We were just in that observation room. This place is more than just a sanctuary. We need to keep going."
Kelum raised a talon in argument, faltered, then sighed. "If I die here, I'm gonna fucking kill you cap."
That somehow raised a chuckle out of me. "Glad to see your still you."
"You drag me to the gallows, least you can do is let me get the last laugh in." Kelum pushed past me and began sifting through the undergrowth. "I'll lead. I think the town was this way."
Directions, thankfully, weren't going to be an issue. Despite its gargantuan size, the sanctuary appeared to have a pretty simple layout. A giant circle, with the town at the center, surrounded on all sides by thick jungle. All we had to do was walk forward. If only if it was that simple.
I did manage to recognize many of the plants that composed the flora, only due to their absence on the Nishtal I knew. The undergrowth there was absolutely sparse in comparison to here, mostly thanks to the Federation's anti predator efforts. Without natural balances to keep them in check, the native herbivores of Nishtal went wild, stripping the ground level nearly down to the very soil itself. If not for our geoengineering tech, the planet would've suffered an ecological collapse that would've made the Cradle look like hiccup in comparison.
This place seemed to suffer no such issues. Great for the local ecosystem, terrible for us. For not only was it hot, not only was it humid, we had to push through vine and bramble so thick it was nearly impossible to squeeze through. It didn't help that the we seemed to be heading down a slope, so the atmosphere only got thicker as we descended further. It came to the point where I almost considered stripping off my vest so I wouldn't die of heatstroke on the spot. Thankfully we came across a small clearing, which gave us the opportunity to catch our breaths.
"How close do you think we are?" I asked between pulls of impossibly humid air.
"Don't know, but we have to be close." Kelum looked up to the 'sky', where the 'sun' had really reached its zenith. "Hard to tell, but we're definitely making progress."
"Stars above, whatever this is must be worth it."
"Better fucking be. Not dying of thirst on some secret asteroid zoo run by...fuck I don't know. You said you thought it was someone up high who contacted you?"
"Yeah, but that was just a confident guess."
He chuckled. "Maybe this is just his private resort or something. They definitely have the money to hollow out an asteroid. Maybe there will be a pool and a bar on the other side of this bush."
I had to admit, the possibility was funny. "If this was just a roundabout way for Nikonus to invite me over for a drink, I swear to the stars above I'll glass Aafa myself."
Kelum laughed. "Glad to hear your in a good mood cap."
"I'm not."
He stood up, ready to get on the move again. "At least you know what a joke is. Did you know I used to work for Jerulim? Head so far up his ass he forgot what-"
The rustle from a nearby bush cut off Kelum's admiration of our ambassador. He trained the rifle on the source, talon itching to let the weapon bark. The pistol in my holster gained a newfound presence as something began to emerge from within the shadows.
"Alright then, come at me you...oh."
The creature that caused us so much worry turned out to be a small lizard, scales verdant, barely the length of my wing. It crawled from underneath the bush and across the dark earth of the clearing. It took a moment to regard us with two beady side facing eyes, before it began on its way once more.
Kelum lowered the rifle, and began breathing once again. "Damn, little buddy there gave me a-"
Before he had a chance to finish, a rush of air came from behind, and a flash of green and gold plucked the lizard off the ground right in front of our eyes. Before we had a chance to fully process what just happened, the bird was away, propelling itself skyward, the unfortunate lizard grasped firmly in its talons.
We stared dumbly as the...predator ascended, then leveled out, before finally disappearing behind the canopy. Kelum went to say something several times, but each attempt only seemed to point his rifle closer and closer to the ground. Finally, he turned to face me directly, his face the farthest point from comprehension it could possibly go.
"Cap, did that..." he didn't need to finish his sentence. I was still struggling to construe it, but we both saw the same thing.
"Yes, it did."
Kelum nodded his head, before turning it back to the sky. "It did..."
As the shock of the lizard being hunted wore off, I managed to have some thoughts on the situation. This place is definitely not the Nishtal I know. The Federation would never let a bird like that exist in any form besides ash. Yet here it was, in a facility no doubt constructed by the Federation. Is that what the note writer wanted us to see?
"Cap?" I turned to see Kelum once again wear that worried expression. "Any ideas?"
"I...don't know. Maybe this is...some sort of facility to study predators? An isolated environment, far from any inhabited planet, where they won't pose any danger?"
Kelum sighed. "I think that's the best we got right now. But that still doesn't explain the town."
"No, it doesn't." At this point, I was worried that the distant collection of buildings we saw would only serve to raise even more questions. Who lives there? More krakotl? kolshians? Is it empty? But standing around wouldn't answer any questions. It'll kill us, given everything we've seen so far. "Kelum, we have to keep moving."
"Yeah, your right, but with all this..." He paused, before looking at me, then himself. "Are we stupid?"
"Uh...what do you mean."
"Cap, we're birds."
"Yes, but..."
"...oh..."
We had become so enamored with our surroundings that we completely forgot the fact that we could fly.
"Yeah, oh." Kelum slung his rifle over his shoulders, and extended his wings out to their full length. "Hopefully we can just fly right over all of this shit."
"Good thinking, wish we thought of-" Another rustle caught my attention, this time from the nearest tree. In the shadowed canopy far above, I could just barely make out something slinking among the branches.
Earth and debris began to swirl as Kelum went airborne. "Something wrong Cap?"
"Nothing, it's just..." Another branch moved, then fell entirely still. Out of all things, why does this seem so...
And then all at once, days spent at the academy flooded back. Memories of illegal histories and textbooks downloaded over the internet, of countless nights spent secretly learning my peoples true history, of why the Federation even considered us prey in the first place.
Oh no.
"Kelum, KELUM!"
"Cap, wha-"
My yell was enough for Kelum to falter, just enough so that the blur that leapt out of the tree missed him by a feathers width. It landed on a trunk opposite to me, claws sharper than an Arxurs digging into the bark. Its earthen fur, which camouflaged it amidst the foliage, now stood on its ends. A growl gurgled from between its barred teeth, and four forward facing eyes trained directly on me.
For a moment we stared each other down, as we both processed the fact that we were seeing specters. My breath caught, my wings were shaking, and I couldn't focus. Partly out of fear, partly out of the impossibility of the whole situation.
Your supposed to be dead. The Federation killed you, they killed ALL of you.
But it didn't care much for the Federation. It only cared about me. Because it was the predator, and I was now its prey.
It launched off the trunk, almost defying gravity as it crossed the gap at a nearly imperceptible speed. I tried to dodge out of the way, but I only managed halfway before an unfathomable pain flashed across my chest and sent my spinning into the earth.
Something warm and sticky filled the space between my vest and chest as my vision faded in and out. Loud pops sounded off one after another, fully killing the already injured silence. That terrible wail once again echoed distantly, cut off by another pop, and the calm returned once again. Shadows invaded the corners of my vision, threatening to overtake everything. As the false sun dispapeared behind Kelum, consciousness finally slipped away.
Fluttering my eyes met we with large splotches of grey and gold, spattered over my vision like spilled buckets of paint. It took several moments for everything to gain defintion, while another spot of blue went back and forth across my sight.
K...Kelum?
Something I did caught his attention, for he stopped in his tracks and immediately came to my side.
"Captain....Cap...can you hear me?"
"I...Kelum?"
"Yeah, yeah, Cap, it's me. It's Kelum."
"Kelum..."
Kelum was standing over me, fatigue dragging at his features. His talons, his wings, his vest, all of him was smeared with violet. Looking behind him revealed that we were in some sort of cave, orange light cascading through the distant entrance. The rock reflected it all, granting the scene an almost...magmatic appearence. Like everything was going to melt right on top of us and burn us alive. My chest already felt much that way anyways.
"Stars above, your awake. I thought you weren't gonna make it."
I managed to look down to see that I was entirely naked, spare for the fithly fabrics wrapped tightly around my chest. They, along with the feathers surrounding it, was also stained a pugent violet.
"Kelum," a cough sent bolts of pain running across my chest.
"Take it easy, Cap, take it easy." Kelum pressed a talon on my shoulder to keep me from gettiing up. "It got you pretty good. You lost a lot of blood."
"Wha...what happened." My memory was still fuzzy, no more defined than my vision mere moments ago. All that was there were feelings, of fear, pain, confusion, and in some small note, even awe.
"That...that thing, it almost got me. If you hadn't had called out, I...fuck, that fall would've done most of the work." Kelum's brevity was all but gone, leaving behind a bloodied, anxious wreck. "And then it pounced on you, got you across the chest. There was so much blood, I thought you were going to..." He trailed off as he considered the possibility. It was still a possibility.
"Hey," I managed weakly. "I'm still here. It hasn't got me yet."
Kelum managed to regain some of his composure. "I...had to use your vest as a bandage. I don't know how long it'll hold, but it's stopped the bleeding for now."
I looked down at my chest again. Somewhere beneath the tattered remains of my uniform laid a gash that nearly ended my life. There was a momentary urge to peel back the fabric to see how bad it was, but that would only hasten things at that point.
"Kelum...if I don't make it..."
"Cap, don't say that."
"Kelum, it's my job as a captain to realistically assess the situation we find ourselves in. And the fact is that I can't fly. I don't even know if I can walk. Odds are that more of those Dakquo are roaming around out there, along with stars know what else. If this," I pointed to my bandage, "doesn't get me, everything else will."
"Cap..." Kelum didn't want to accept it, but I could see that he knew it was true. I was living on borrowed time.
"Kelum, for what it's worth, I wouldn't have chosen anyone else to come with me. Even in this place, you've flown above and beyond the call of duty. And for that, thank you."
Kelum couldn't help a tear from rolling down his cheek, one which he quickly wiped away, leaving behind a little smear of purple. "Thanks cap, it's been an honor serving with you too."
Kelum stood over me for a long moment, before setting down beside me. He glanced deeper into the tunnel , before turning back to face the entrance. "Cap?"
"Yeah?" My breathing was beginning to grow more ragged.
"You mentioned a Dakquo? Was that..."
"Yeah, it was."
Another moment of silence.
It's ironic, isn't it.
"It was a predator from before the Federation arrived. It likes to hide up in the trees, waiting for something to fly past. That's when it pounces. I...became fasncinated with it in my youth. To think, such a powerful creature once roamed our home, that we coexisted with it peacefully for so long. And in an instant, the Federation took it all away. I never thought I would see one. I was never suppsoed to see one. They're supposed to be all dead."
Kelum took another glance back.
"So when I saw it there, about to pounce, a small part of me couldn't help but feel amazed. Something they took from us, something that once defined who we were. And there it was, right in front of my eyes."
I coughed again, and pain roared back once more. Kelum gripped me tighly as it slowly faded, but didn't fully disppear. I didn't have long. Hours, maybe a day or two at the most.
I looked down at the wrap. A small bead of blood peeked out from the wound, which I picked up on the tip of my talon. It glowed pink under the fading light.
"It's funny. It only took a thousand years, but things are finally back to normal."
Kelum glanced back once more.
"Kelum, what are you looking at?"
"I.." he blinked, "I've been trying to ignore it, but there's down the tunnel there."
"What do you mean? Is it-"
"It's not alive, but..." his look said it might has well been. "I'm gonna check it out."
"I'm coming with you." I moved to stand up, but Kelum placed a talon on my shoulder.
"Your not going anywhere cap. Walking around isn't gonna do you any good."
"Like sitting here is." Ignoring my wound scremaing murder, I stood up, and balanced myself on two shaky legs. "I'm not sitting this out. Not anymore."
"But cap-"
"Kelum, I came here because it was a choice I could make. Let me make this one too."
Kelum moved to protest, but only managed to sigh. He unholstered my pistol, and handed it off to me. "If you die now, I'm gonna kill you cap."
That managed a frail chcukle out of me. "Glad to see your still you."
"Fuck, I'm glad too."
Every step was like ten years spent on a cattle farm, but I was able to at least walk. We began slowly creeping deeper into the cave, with Kelum bringing up his weapon light against the encroaching darkness. It revealed something only barely visible from our previous spot, a set of...bones. Inching closer showed that the corpse wasn't of a bird, or that lizard, or even the Dakquo. Rather...
"Wait..." Kelum pasued his light on the skull, where two forward facing sokcets stared back. The snout was elongated, housing row upon row of razor sharp teeth. It rested near what remained of the creatures long tail...and the hands...
"No way..."
Kelum turned his light on one of the hands. Four fingers, and...two thumbs.
"That can't be possible." Kelum swept the light to the other arm, and the story was the same. Four fingers, two thumbs. "No, this can't be right."
It wasn't supposed to be possible, but it was. It was staring us right in the face, with sockets that housed eyes that once terrfied the entire galaxy.
"It's an arxur."
Before we even had time to process the discovery, noises from back where we came caught our attention. Kelum turned towards the light, rifle raised in anticiaption of another attack. I raised my pistol, before a flash of agony nearly sent me to the ground. Something tore, something seperated, and my chest suddenly began to feel too warm. I looked down to see that the bandage had gone loose, and the blood was beginning to run free.
"Oh shit, Kalsim, hold on!"
"It's fine...it's fine." I lowered to the ground as Kelum began frantically ripping off his own vest. The blood was running in little rivers between my feathers as my gaurd despratley tried to stem the flow. But it wasn't working this time. Even with mine and his, the makeshift dressing wasn't enough to prevent what was coming now.
Everything began to fade, Kelums deseperate pleas for me to stay awake, the approaching footsteps, what sounded like voices, all rapdily consumed by the encroaching fog. Even the pain, which seemed to slink away with every passing second.
It was so...peaceful. Even as Kelum began to shake me, even as he was thrown aside by a shadowed figure, I wasn't afraid. Maybe I lost the capacity to be afraid. The path set for me left me liable to be shot or annihilaited at any given moment. I long accepted the inevitability of my death, but I was no hurry to greet it. And now here I was, knocking on the door.
The darkness envloped me entirely, and sensation quickly fell away. Just as I crossed the threshhold, one final thought occured to me:
At least it was all my fault.
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2024.05.13 18:01 ChemicalMight7535 LF: Image (Exclusively Premier Ball shinies) FT: Pictured (4 images, key and more info in description)
Key: Held ball denotes home ball. Revive and no item Pokémon are PLA (Strange Ball).
Trade rates in name of box (2-1 = 2 of mine for 1 of yours)
*Legendaries in final box are NOT shiny, Cresselia is SHINY and likely genned, wouldn't recommend for use online. Bottom two rows are OT/100% legitimate, top right 2 are not OT, likely legitimate.
Purple/Violet - Scarlet/Violet
Red - Sword/Shield
Orange - Sun/Moon/USUM
Blue - Omega Ruby/Alpha Sapphire
White - PLA
Black - Shiny Alpha (PLA, Strange Ball)
Grey - Soul Silver (non-shiny Lugia only)
P.S. only 1 marked Pokémon (Breloom - Uncommon mark), Snorunt and both Raichu are FEMALE. A handful of Pokémon are nicknamed (Hitmonlee, Milotic, Tentacruel, Chandelure, Wigglytuff, H. Electrode, gen 7. Gyarados—name can't be changed, deal with it, these are my former lads)
Can exchange a small amount of apriballs/special balls. LF Sport Balls, everything else is up for grabs.
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Trade rates in name of box (2-1 = 2 of mine for 1 of yours)
*Legendaries in final box are NOT shiny, Cresselia is SHINY and likely genned, wouldn't recommend for use online. Bottom two rows are OT/100% legitimate, top right 2 are not OT, likely legitimate.
Purple/Violet - Scarlet/Violet
Red - Sword/Shield
Orange - Sun/Moon/USUM
Blue - Omega Ruby/Alpha Sapphire
White - PLA
Black - Shiny Alpha (PLA, Strange Ball)
Grey - Soul Silver (non-shiny Lugia only)
P.S. only 1 marked Pokémon (Breloom - Uncommon mark), Snorunt and both Raichu are FEMALE. A handful of Pokémon are nicknamed (Hitmonlee, Milotic, Tentacruel, Chandelure, Wigglytuff, H. Electrode, gen 7. Gyarados—name can't be changed, deal with it, these are my former lads)
Can exchange a small amount of apriballs/special balls. LF Sport Balls, everything else is up for grabs.
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2024.05.13 17:21 _Triple_ [STORE] 900+ KNIVES/GLOVES/SKINS, 100.000$+ INVENTORY. BFK Lore, Gloves Amphibious, Skeleton Fade, Bowie Emerald, BFK Auto, Gloves MF, Talon Doppler, Gloves POW, Bayo Tiger, Gut Sapphire, Stiletto MF, M9 Ultra, Ursus Doppler, Flip Doppler, M9 Stained, Nomad CW, Paracord CW, AK-47 X-Ray & A Lot More
Everything in my inventory is up for trade. The most valuable items are listed here, the rest you can find in My Inventory
Feel free to Add Me or even better send a Trade Offer. Open for any suggestions: upgrades, downgrades / knives, gloves, skins / stickers, patterns, floats.
All Buyouts are listed in cash value.
KNIVES
★ Butterfly Knife Lore (Factory New), B/O: $7194.77
★ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2025.74
⎯★ M9 Bayonet Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $557.87
★ M9 Bayonet Stained (Well-Worn), B/O: $529.41
★ M9 Bayonet Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $465.39
⎯★ Talon Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $1295.27
★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Minimal Wear), B/O: $746.28
★ Karambit Bright Water (Field-Tested), B/O: $688.15
⎯★ Flip Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $547.93
★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $476.69
★ Flip Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $278.18
★ Flip Knife Black Laminate (Well-Worn), B/O: $258.83
★ Flip Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested), B/O: $181.64
⎯★ Stiletto Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $686.04
★ Stiletto Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $665.41
★ Stiletto Knife, B/O: $601.39
★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $418.25
★ Stiletto Knife Night Stripe (Field-Tested), B/O: $227.80
★ Stiletto Knife Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $194.96
★ Stiletto Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested), B/O: $192.79
⎯★ Nomad Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $518.11
★ Nomad Knife Scorched (Field-Tested), B/O: $169.78
★ Nomad Knife Forest DDPAT (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $166.88
★ StatTrak™ Nomad Knife Blue Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $335.79
⎯★ Skeleton Knife Stained (Well-Worn), B/O: $442.05
★ Skeleton Knife Urban Masked (Minimal Wear), B/O: $426.24
★ Skeleton Knife Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $314.03
★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife Fade (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2361.28
★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested), B/O: $376.53
⎯★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $557.12
★ Ursus Knife, B/O: $471.42
★ Ursus Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $212.37
★ Ursus Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $187.66
★ Ursus Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $178.18
★ Ursus Knife Ultraviolet (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $155.13
★ Ursus Knife Boreal Forest (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $124.26
⎯★ Huntsman Knife Black Laminate (Minimal Wear), B/O: $204.83
★ Huntsman Knife Black Laminate (Field-Tested), B/O: $184.50
★ StatTrak™ Huntsman Knife Lore (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $224.11
⎯★ Bowie Knife Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $2142.02
★ Bowie Knife, B/O: $230.44
★ Bowie Knife Damascus Steel (Factory New), B/O: $209.20
★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet (Minimal Wear), B/O: $180.51
★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $131.03
⎯★ Falchion Knife Night (Field-Tested), B/O: $132.54
★ Falchion Knife Urban Masked (Well-Worn), B/O: $112.81
★ Falchion Knife Scorched (Field-Tested), B/O: $108.81
★ Falchion Knife Forest DDPAT (Field-Tested), B/O: $107.82
★ Falchion Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested), B/O: $107.46
★ StatTrak™ Falchion Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $143.08
⎯★ Paracord Knife Crimson Web (Minimal Wear), B/O: $486.48
★ Paracord Knife Blue Steel (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $163.12
⎯★ Survival Knife Blue Steel (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $138.26
★ Survival Knife Night Stripe (Field-Tested), B/O: $131.03
⎯★ Gut Knife Sapphire (Minimal Wear), B/O: $1127.79
★ Gut Knife Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $286.17
★ Gut Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $246.55
★ Gut Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $240.77
★ Gut Knife, B/O: $210.49
★ Gut Knife Lore (Field-Tested), B/O: $194.22
★ Gut Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $151.51
★ Gut Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $124.94
★ Gut Knife Rust Coat (Well-Worn), B/O: $118.99
★ Gut Knife Boreal Forest (Minimal Wear), B/O: $109.80
★ StatTrak™ Gut Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $237.96
⎯★ Shadow Daggers Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $264.92
★ Shadow Daggers Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $253.03
★ Shadow Daggers Tiger Tooth (Factory New), B/O: $237.22
★ Shadow Daggers Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $153.40
★ Shadow Daggers Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $144.42
★ Shadow Daggers Blue Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $105.20
★ StatTrak™ Shadow Daggers Damascus Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $150.46
⎯★ Navaja Knife Fade (Factory New), B/O: $365.99
★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $228.93
★ Navaja Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $227.43
★ Navaja Knife Slaughter (Factory New), B/O: $209.06
★ Navaja Knife, B/O: $203.16
★ Navaja Knife Case Hardened (Well-Worn), B/O: $132.57
★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Factory New), B/O: $121.69
★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $109.95
★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $100.41
★ StatTrak™ Navaja Knife Fade (Factory New), B/O: $369.01
★ StatTrak™ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $109.95
GLOVES
★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2394.67
★ Sport Gloves Omega (Well-Worn), B/O: $572.33
★ Sport Gloves Bronze Morph (Minimal Wear), B/O: $338.88
★ Sport Gloves Big Game (Field-Tested), B/O: $323.66
⎯★ Specialist Gloves Marble Fade (Minimal Wear), B/O: $1652.07
★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike (Field-Tested), B/O: $599.14
★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web (Well-Worn), B/O: $231.57
★ Specialist Gloves Buckshot (Minimal Wear), B/O: $126.21
⎯★ Moto Gloves POW! (Minimal Wear), B/O: $996.99
★ Moto Gloves POW! (Field-Tested), B/O: $383.31
★ Moto Gloves POW! (Well-Worn), B/O: $276.00
★ Moto Gloves Turtle (Field-Tested), B/O: $180.28
⎯★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! (Minimal Wear), B/O: $502.29
★ Hand Wraps Giraffe (Minimal Wear), B/O: $180.73
★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $178.32
⎯★ Driver Gloves Queen Jaguar (Minimal Wear), B/O: $181.01
★ Driver Gloves Rezan the Red (Field-Tested), B/O: $101.66
⎯★ Broken Fang Gloves Jade (Field-Tested), B/O: $127.88
★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point (Minimal Wear), B/O: $124.55
⎯★ Bloodhound Gloves Guerrilla (Minimal Wear), B/O: $127.94
★ Hydra Gloves Case Hardened (Field-Tested), B/O: $102.55
WEAPONS
AK-47 X-Ray (Well-Worn), B/O: $478.95
AUG Hot Rod (Factory New), B/O: $425.83
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Hyper Beast (Factory New), B/O: $413.95
M4A4 Daybreak (Factory New), B/O: $309.51
StatTrak™ AK-47 Aquamarine Revenge (Factory New), B/O: $305.43
AK-47 Case Hardened (Well-Worn), B/O: $196.38
StatTrak™ M4A4 Temukau (Minimal Wear), B/O: $174.64
P90 Run and Hide (Field-Tested), B/O: $167.03
AWP Asiimov (Field-Tested), B/O: $153.33
Souvenir SSG 08 Death Strike (Minimal Wear), B/O: $140.00
M4A1-S Printstream (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $124.70
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Golden Coil (Field-Tested), B/O: $117.48
AWP Asiimov (Well-Worn), B/O: $115.97
StatTrak™ Desert Eagle Printstream (Minimal Wear), B/O: $112.96
StatTrak™ AK-47 Asiimov (Minimal Wear), B/O: $110.85
Souvenir M4A1-S Master Piece (Well-Worn), B/O: $102.42
AK-47 Bloodsport (Minimal Wear), B/O: $100.53
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2024.05.13 15:45 Nice_Tradition_3090 [Gen9] Shiny-Lock Completed. 141 hours.
![[Gen9] Shiny-Lock Completed. 141 hours.](https://a.thumbs.redditmedia.com/-ZSxcPx-sy2G5oj0vEhCnifpo5_bqYK2glrQ5FXEVm4.jpg "[Gen9] Shiny-Lock Completed. 141 hours.") | Completed Violet Shiny-Lock: 141 hours submitted by Nice_Tradition_3090 to ShinyPokemon [link] [comments] So, last summer I started a Shiny Lock based on Nokimon’s shiny lock series, but with a twist. I started a new game. Meaning I could only progress to new areas once I found a shiny, but also meant I had no access to the Shiny Charm. Furthermore, I didnt use their exact specifications of what counted as an area. This mostly came up in the Teal Mask DLC. Basically, if an area was subtitled as a different main area, it didnt count as it’s own area to me. That was because I noticed all the little caves in Paldea had a name but were subtitled as the General Area anyway. This mattered only in South Area 6 in the main game but also cut out 2 areas from Kitakami (Both Infernal Pass and Oni’s Maw are just Oni Mountain). I kept their own restrictions of no Shiny Sandwich boosts, no doubles, and no Outbreaks as well. (I only got one double anyway. An Oinkolonge but it was like 5 minutes into my West Area 3 hunt so I didnt mind) It was… a lot of fun. Very relaxing and made me think up the best ways to reset mons while keeping in mind I still wanted a rounded team to beat the game. My final team for the main game ended up being my Flamigo, Ampharos, Gogoat, Gyarados, Lycanroc, and Volcarona. Mostly pokemon from the first few areas I went to. For Kitakami, I decided to find a whole new team before tackling the storyline and ended up with Victreebell, Ninetales, Meinshao, Indeedee, Mamoswine, and Weezing. For the Terrarium, by using my own area specifications technically every area was the Terrarium. But that isnt fun. And by using the Biomes and the two caverns, I was able to lock myself and make a new team exactly: Farigiraf, Slowbro, Golurk, Graveller, Rotom, and Magmar. This ruled and I already miss it and plan on starting again when the summer comes around. Here’s my list of mons and the areas that they were caught: Oinkolonge (Lumpi)- Poco Path Flamigo (Natalia)- South Area 1 Ampharos (Candy Floss)- South Area 2 Gogoat (Sarajevo)- South Area 3 Pawmi (Julip)- South Area 4 Chewtle (Boxer)- South Area 5 Salandit (Toady)- South Area 6 (Alfornada Cavern) Gyarados (Francine)- East Area 1 Sqwakabilly (Betty)- East Area 2 Carcoal (Roz)- East Area 3 Passimian (Hoffman)- Tagtree Thicket Lycanroc (Blue Moon)- West Area 1 Murkrow (Duchess)- West Area 2 Volcarona (Smooshie)- Asado Desert Scyther (Ada)- West Area 3 Gallade (Bedi)- Glaseado Mountain Scovillain (Cappy)- North Area 1 Noibat (Dubs)- North Area 2 Kilowattrell (Wilbur)- North Area 3 Amoongus (Agroopa)- Socarrat Trail Iron Bundle (Prinze)- Area Zero Spinarak (Scuttles)- Kitakami Road Victribell (Pitchoulli)- Apple Hills Ninetails (Demure)- Reveler’s Road Seedot (Popcorn)- Mossfell Confluence Meinfoo (Chops)- Wistful Fields Nosepass (Basoon)- Paradise Barrens Surskit (Kit)- Kitakami Wilds Indeedee (Florence)- Timeless Woods Bombirdier (Kareen)- Fellhorn Gorge Growlithe (Borksworth)- Oni Mountain Mamoswine (Bjorn-Bjorn)- Chilling Waterhead Weezing (Poots)- Oni Mountain Summit (Crystal Pool) Farigiraf (Liza)- Savanna Biome Galarian Slowbro (Butterbear)- Coastal Biome Golurk (Bustah)- Polar Biome Alolan Graveler (Grizz)- Canyon Biome Rotom (Watt)- Chargestone Cavern Magmar (Magda)- Torchlit Labyrinth |
2024.05.13 14:08 reddithenry 2023 Kirwan
£174/6
“Another brilliant wine from Margaux, the 2023 Château Kirwan reveals a deep blue/purple hue to go with a nicely oaked profile of ripe black fruits, leafy herbs, iron, violets, and spice. It's balanced, medium to full-bodied, has a supple, layered mouthfeel, remarkable purity, and a great finish. As with most 2023s, it's going to shine with just a few years of bottle age.” 93-95pts Jeb Dunnuck
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“Another brilliant wine from Margaux, the 2023 Château Kirwan reveals a deep blue/purple hue to go with a nicely oaked profile of ripe black fruits, leafy herbs, iron, violets, and spice. It's balanced, medium to full-bodied, has a supple, layered mouthfeel, remarkable purity, and a great finish. As with most 2023s, it's going to shine with just a few years of bottle age.” 93-95pts Jeb Dunnuck
2024.05.13 12:21 TheWeasleyKing Hermione Granger’s Valentine 😂
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2024.05.13 12:19 TheWeasleyKing Roses are red, Violets are blue… 🤣
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