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2021.12.19 16:49 sekban Free Coloring Pages

We work hard every day to share a new coloring page with you. All coloring pages on the site are free and will remain free. Just right click on the picture you like and say “save”. You can then print immediately from the printer and start painting. For 🎨 Custom Creations and Coloring Pages, you can create a post starting with *[Request]* and we'll work hard to get that free coloring page to you asap :)
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2021.11.01 21:50 megabits A community to share and discuss coloring pages.

Need to de-stress, calm anxiety or just enjoy coloring and being creative? You've come to the right place! Share your coloring pages here.
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2024.02.02 00:38 WeightPsychological6 Freecolor

A resource for free coloring pages.
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2024.05.03 03:10 CobaltCaterpillar What /r/CambridgeMA readers upvote

Is looking at upvotes the best objective, data driven measure of what CambridgeMA readers want to read about?
How can we encourage posters to post content that connects with readers in this sub and gets upvoted?
Looking at the top posts over the past month for examples of engaging content:
  1. "Cyclists should take the lane" 249 upvotes
  2. "Bicycle use soars following installation of separated bike lanes according to new study" 220 upvotes
  3. "free advice for 2 days" 147 upvotes
  4. "Cambridge City Council votes to DELAY Bike Lane Installation ... " 140 upvotes
  5. "...Not sure if allowed on here. A local politician suggested that bikes should pay for parking. So a group of cycling activists in Germany took their bikes to town and parked them in as many parking spaces as they could and paid for parking" 132 upvotes
  6. "Bagelsaurus acquires Cambridge Clogs storefront for May expansion – and that means more bagels " 132 upvotes
  7. "front page of pattynolan.org" 114 upvotes
  8. "Morning in Cambridge [pictures of bikes and Charles river]" 114 upvotes
  9. "The Danger of Waiting for Safety Infrastructure" 98 upvotes
  10. "On Monday, the City Council will vote on whether to delay bike lanes on Cambridge St, Broadway, and elsewhere to 2027" 97 upvotes
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2024.05.03 03:06 Blade_Baron [OC] Hey, hey guys, bacon flavored apples (now laugh)

[OC] Hey, hey guys, bacon flavored apples (now laugh)
Armor looks cool don't get me wrong, but it kinda urks me that the body armor of the Kodiak literally only has one thing different on the model other than the color and has an armor passive that actually makes sense with its description. Even though it is a heavy armor, I really do hope Arrowhead changes it to have the scout passive or maybe even act like it has a free muscle enhancement booster effect in the snow. I also hope AH slows down their content production to ensure quality of other content as well and bug fixes because it's really starting to feel like quantity over quality already even though this armor was probably made before the game released, but hey, that's a post for another person to make.
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2024.05.03 03:03 YachtRockGroupie MANIFEST DESTINY: WHO MEGHAN SAYS SHE IS VS WHO MEGHAN REALLY IS. A comprehensive portfolio for her new publicist.

MANIFEST DESTINY: WHO MEGHAN SAYS SHE IS VS WHO MEGHAN REALLY IS. A comprehensive portfolio for her new publicist.
So, you've been hired to be Meghan Markle's new publicist. Hey, it's a job, and we all need one of those. But how exactly do you...DO said job? How do you convince the public that Meghan is everything she tells us - but doesn't show us - she is?
It's a daunting task. Here, I've listed ALL of the things Meghan has claimed to be, and the reality behind those claims.
love how she's always all these things that she never DOES.
POLITICAL ACTIVIST! - The ONLY issues she's ever taken a stand on: Pro censorship, and pro calling people in another country racist. Oh, and that fucking dish soap commercial. Gavin Newsom blocked her number (allegedly).
ROYAL! - From a member of the "Fab Four," to shilling jam in Montecito, and sucking up to Kris Jenner. Enough said.
MOTHER! - Where the hell are your kids, woman? Always appears alone or with Harry. Doesn't know their exact ages when forced to speak about them. Can't even make up cute stories about them, it's just, "The little ones are little."
ACTRESS! - Her only real career success was Suits, where all she did was play her actual self. HazNoBalls miraculously greased up Disney's Bob Iger into giving her her one - and only - post Royalty role, ever - a long forgotten voiceover.
FASHIONISTA! - It's pretty obvious Doria was never around when Meghan was growing up to give her the proper basic fashion guidance most women get from their mothers. I can only think of two outfits she's worn in the past half decade that actually look decent on her. She's never met a tailor or iron she likes. She constantly mixes cool and warm tones, wears clothes that are either too tight or too loose, and dresses inappropriately for every occasion. She doesn't even know how to wear a bra properly. Girl's a mess!
WOMAN OF COLOR! - 43% Nigerian by way of 100% bronzer. No actual black friends. Was "white" on CV forms and applications.
A HUGGER! - More like a mean girl boundary violator, who pushes and shoves into your comfort zone, then demands use of your lipgloss, house, or private jet.
FOODIE! - She can apparently stick a chicken in the oven. She also claims to have made jam, which looks gross, and she can only think to spread unimaginatively on white bread. According to Tom Bower, she can only prepare about four different meals, which, in addition to roast chicken, include avocado toast, and boiling water for pasta.
ORGANIC NATURAL BEAUTY! - Slathers makeup on with a trowel. Obviously wears a weave/wig/hair extensions. Made press for wearing stripper false eyelashes - which peeled off at the corners - at Royal events.
LOVES FAMILY! - Wrote a children's book about a child's bond with his father, while cutting off both her own father and her FIL, as well as nearly every other blood relative and inlaw. Only family member she speaks to is her mother, whom she obviously despises but keeps around for race-cred
SPONTANEOUS AND FUN! - Micromanager extraordinare. Has a "mini bachelor producer in her brain." Takes self extraordinarily seriously. Zero sense of humor. Starts fights with people who do try to have one (like Harry's former friends). Ruins events with sour, prissy disposition and bad manners.
WELL CONNECTED! - Consistently lies about and exaggerates connections to her "famous friends." Has to get sneaky to get photographed "with" Cameron Diaz. Emailing Michelle Obama and Sophie Trudeau turned into a chicken taco lunch date and a fun belly laugh-filled pool date, respectively. Ellen DeGeneres told her to adopt Bogart (Ellen does not recall this). Beyonce texted her to tell her how "brave and inspirational" she was. Oh, and Diana speaks to her through the grave. SURE, JAN.
AUTHOR! - Wrote one horrible, trite children's book. And every copy of The Stench that didn't stink up clearance bins in bookstores was purchased by her, as seen in the 40 by 40 promo video.
LOW MAINTENANCE! - Causes drama and discord wherever she goes. Skip Inskip's wedding reception should have been a giant red flag for HazNoBalls. As were the wild stories of paparazzi chasing her on icy roads in Canada, in whole foods, flying drones over her house, etc. The wedding drama, where she bullied Charlotte, claiming to be suicidal while carrying Archie... And it goes on and on and on. Lady C. and Tom Bower have written entire books on it.
SWEET PERSONALITY! - Despite "five unnamed close friends" testifying to her incredible loyalty, humility, and purity as a person, by every single account and by her own actions she has proven to be petty, nasty, vindictive, calculated, disloyal, dishonest, disingenuous, selfish, attention-stealing, manipulative, spoiled, brash, and oppositionally defiant.
INDUSTRIOUS! - To paraphase TW, perhaps the ONLY thing "Type A" about her is her blood type. She can never finish any projects at all. Archetypes was a lazy, uninspired flop that took literal years. Netflix was a lame disaster. "40 by 40" - what became of that? ARO Scamberry Jam is already yesterday's news. And on and on.
INDEPENDENT: Two words: The Claw.
CURIOUS GLOBAL CITIZEN/WORLD TRAVELLER! - Anywhere she travelled during her Tig days had a port for a yacht, and was on some fat 70 y/o rich dude's or Saudi Prince's dime (allegedly). Does curiously little travelling now, unless it's for one of Harry's things.
FEMINIST! - Reported to bully and shame female employees/staff. All of her female "friends" are/were used for social climbing practices, and promptly discarded. Has always achieved financial/career success through seduction of/marriage to powerful men. Also, where's Glo lately?
BRAINIAC! - The only thing she's actually "smart" at is manipulation and social climbing. Other than that, she can't even learn the British National Anthem. Constantly misuses $5 words, like her favorite, "gutteral."
PHILANTHROPIST! - Demands payment for appearing, and also charges charities for her travel expenses and camera crew. Couldn't believe that with the BRF, she had to do that shit for FREE. Briefly pretended to love Africa and peeing in bushes to snag HazNoBalls.
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2024.05.03 03:03 witcharithmetic You’re doing it wrong!(how to make friends as an adult!)

Professional Artist seeks weird friends 35M from California.
I make pretty things for a living
Anyone is free to message me.
Here’s some nonsense
Who needs coasts when you’re perfectly adrift?
Professional photographer and amateur poet. I love scary movies and sad songs.
Let’s be sleeping dogs, let’s be cats in another life
Calling all weirdos. Say hello!
Our dreams play games in convincing ways.
Speak easy and sing slow and tell me who you are when no one else is looking.
I love the smell of coffee and haircuts, and snapdragons in the garden on a day when your allergies act up and you can stop crying even though you’re feeling just fine.
Introvert, dreamer, wanderer, faker.
We’re all just make believe people and none of it matters in the end.
Tell me your favorite scary movie. When was the last time you cried? What was the last thing that truly made you happy?
I’m just a guy with too much to drink and a sticker collection. I’ll send you a sticker!
My favorite colors are teal and purple, my favorite drink is an appletini(made correctly please)
My favorite song is
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2024.05.03 03:02 Outrageous_Front3681 The worst part about DPDR is the isolation and removal from the world it creates

When you’re suffering from any other mental illness - you can at least feel the support of community, family, etc. if you’re depressed, you can do behaviors that help bring you out of it. If you’re normal anxious, you know it will pass. There’s a flow of emotions that changes day to day and you’re able to connect with them and help navigate through the difficult times.
With DPDR you are totally cut off from any of those connections or emotions. You’re isolated in your own mind, stuck with thoughts that never stop - and that make you feel so uncomfortable and out of reality. Your senses are diminished to almost nothing; you can’t use certain things to comfort you - the smell of a fragrance, your soft bed that makes you feel comfy, a favorite food dish that reminds you of a good time in the past. There’s nothing to feel, nothing to sense, nothing to experience. There’s no inner monologue- that person that used to be able to get me through even the hardest of times. All that’s in my thoughts now is music lyrics, DPDR thoughts, obsessive thoughts - they never clear, like they’re just absolutely stuck. In the past, anxiety was 10-20% of my life, it was there but it wasn’t affecting my ability to function and have a normal life. I feel disabled now, like I have a brain that has shut itself down and won’t turn back on. It colors my whole reality, there is no way to just “forget” about it. It’s my whole experience, my legs don’t feel like they’re attached to my body, my head feels like it’s floating. I’m never able to ground myself in the present, which I could do in the past if I was feeling anxious. I can’t “feel” anything in the vividness I used to. When I had a panic attack, I could feel it viscerally (blood rushing, breathing, adrenaline) - and I felt all my emotions the same way. Now I couldn’t even panic if I tried, I couldn’t feel love if I tried. I couldn’t feel an embrace from a loved one even if I tried.
I used to dance. I used to sing in the car at the top of my lungs. I used to laugh until I felt like I was going to pee my pants. I used to feel love for all my friends and family. I used to get excited about weekend plans, traveling and planning something to look forward to. I loved to be active, hiking, gym, going to the beach. My favorite Sunday activity was to drive to the beach and watch the sunset, I remember being in awe of all the colors and how beautiful it was. That’s the perfect analogy for how my life has become; there is no more awe, curiosity, vividness, visceral, enveloping, vibrant emotions anymore. It’s all the absolute same nothingness. Each day is a carbon copy of the last - I find it hard to believe I’ve even lived in my current apartment for almost a year. If I didn’t know any different, I’d think I’ve been here maybe a week. All that time has compressed into nothing. No memories. No experiences to look back in and remember. That recall of old experiences is so important; when you look back and the last 700 days have been exactly the same - it’s nauseating. I’ve done everything I can to try to improve and I’m just locked in this prison. The world is happening around me, and to everyone else I look just fine. It’s invisible; I feel invisible.
The reason I spend so much time in this group is to be able to articulate what I’m feeling or experiencing to people whom can relate. Whenever I try to explain this to someone, they just can’t understand it. It’s really impossible. Doctors don’t even understand it. It’s so rare to spend multiple years like this, I ask myself was my trauma that bad? To warrant this? My whole life has been erased. I dream every night of vivid alternate realities, and when I wake up I’m in the same fog every single day. I used to want to get up, wanted to start my day, wanted to get going and be active. The emotional blunting is so severe, which is also affecting my memory. I cannot remember last names of friends, former colleagues, names of celebrities or actors, what I did a week ago, let alone a month ago. All of this is horribly disabling, I don’t know how I’ve survived this long to be really honest.
In a world that requires so much of you to take care of yourself financially, emotionally and physically - having this disorder makes an already difficult life 1000x harder. I just want a normal life - I’m not asking to be happy all the time, because I wasn’t like that pre-DPDR either. But like a wave, all my emotions flowed and I’d always return to my baseline. My baseline now is numbness, apathy, dissociative, detached, devoid of the person inside me. My head is filled with gibberish nonsense all day; I’ve lost my inner voice. I don’t know who I’ve become, or if I’ll ever be the same. This has been horribly traumatizing for me - it’s taken away my freedom, my ability to connect, my ability to feel like I have control over my own life. My body is making the decisions here, and it’s keeping me suspended in time.
I feel like I’m stuck in molasses - trying to free myself before I sink. My body and mind are disconnected, my mind is unable to read my body. I feel no internal sensations whatsoever; hunger, thirst, even breathing or my own heartbeat I don’t feel, and when I do- it’s like it’s not even me experiencing it. I’m not being dramatic when I say this is one of the worst things that could happen to me, and it did. I wish I could close my eyes and have my life back - the spontaneous flights, the dinners filled with laughs, the heart to hearts with friends, being passionate about my work again, feeling connected to the world and everything just making sense. I’d be the happiest person to leave this prison and never look back. But I’m trapped by my subconscious mind. It’s taken everything from me, and to do what? Protect me - it’s only protecting me from myself and my life, what more can it take?
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2024.05.03 03:00 DavidDawnDeluxe Stop being a secondary character in your own life, and become the hero of your life's story!

Hi, David here!
We often perform the role of secondary characters in our own lives, doing little to impact or direct the overall plot. In some cases, we even play the part of the villain by self-sabotaging ourselves. If this sounds like you, then it’s time to recast yourself as the hero of your own life.
The hero’s journey always contains struggle. Without a struggle to overcome, you can’t even be a hero. Be glad that having something to struggle over gives you this opportunity instead of complaining about it.
There are heroic choices constantly being presented to you. Think of how a hero would act when faced by them.
Would a hero introduce himself to a cute girl sitting at a coffee shop, or choose to say nothing and have the opportunity forever slip away?
Would a hero hide his true beliefs and desires, or unapologetically let them be known?
Would a hero work to get better, or instantly give up at the first sign of defeat?
Be a catalyst for things occurring. Organize events. Be the one that asks others to join you in doing something. And if no one else wants to join an activity, be brave enough to still do it by yourself.
Don’t wait for someone or something else to save you. Do your own bit of saving.

Adding to that, I just finished putting together my dating eBook "How to Date Any Girl" version 4.0 and would LOVE to get some honest feedback from you!
I decided to give it away for free for the time being.

The eBook is 27 pages long and gives you a practical step-by-step solution to meeting women (15+ years of knowledge put into it).
You can get the eBook by clicking here!

This book is the result of going out and socializing with girls for over a decade. I have put in there all the fundamentals I have learned over that time so I would really appreciate all the feedback I could get!!

What are your thoughts? Do you have any tips to add?
Let's discuss in the comments :)
Thanks for reading and have a GREAT day!
Coach David
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2024.05.03 03:00 upsidedownsq Insecurities, Self Acceptance and Exposure Therapy

I posted a silly photo of myself without makeup and brows. I’m embarrassed and feel ugly but did it anyway. Exposure Therapy I guess.
I want to be more unapologetic and free. It’s a tough process due to years of people pleasing, perfectionism and caring what people think.
I usually wear makeup in my photos and love to express myself with makeup and colors, but I took a funny (imo) photo of myself making a silly face without my usual makeup and eyebrows (recently shaved)
Anyone also do some sort of exposure therapy to become a better version of you?
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2024.05.03 02:56 Prestigious_Back7980 I reeeeally wanted to do a dark red for the background here (almost like a reddish-brown/maroon)

I reeeeally wanted to do a dark red for the background here (almost like a reddish-brown/maroon)
And tbh I still think it would be funny (maybe even more so) if one of my coloring pages just said "NAKED".
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2024.05.03 02:55 Financial-Gap9339 I just wanted to point something out about the ruin dlc and knowing which ending is canon. (Also bragging)

I have more than 9 days, 12 pages of a lore dock (I’m credible with free time), I’m 15, I play on Xbox, and I’m very happy I have the ruin dlc now. I just finished ruin and I just basically wanted to brag and point out that the mimic loses his arm at the end of ruin so we will know that.
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2024.05.03 02:54 meowmeowimcool My 18F Asian parents don’t know about my 3 year relationship with 18M. How can I approach telling them causing the least harm?

Hi Reddit! I’ve never done this before, so please excuse any errors I may make! I’ll start off with giving some context. My family have immigrated from South India to the UK, when I was a baby, and have since birth been immersed in the British culture (I’ll not say where in the UK because privacy lol). My patents have quite a few siblings, but I only have two cousins 21M and 27M here with me. So in short, my patents are your classic Asian patents. Extremely strict “studies first then everything else”. Everything else implying drinking, dating, and even close friendships. As a child I was never really allowed to have friends: was only allowed to spend time with them after school once a month, and since I only got a phone at 13, was pretty left out in terms of group chats. I wasn’t really allowed to FaceTime friends either. In short, my patents never believed any of my friends were a good influence just because none of them were exactly the most academic. I on the other hand, was pretty much forced from a child to be academically smart. Wasn’t allowed to play much as a child, all I did was read and study (I know, pretty sad childhood). My parents also somehow manipulated me into doing medicine, and here I am now, a medical student. Similar to this, my parents manipulated me in quite a few ways. It’s hard to explain, but I find it really hard to do things without their approval, as they raised me to always seek their approval for every action: clothes, text messages, and life choices. In addition, I had a pretty toxic childhood, as I was raised in an environment where my parents would always argue, and divorce was always a possibility. Oh, and let me add they are not on with me having male friends. Ok so with that very basic context, I’ll get onto my dilemma. When I was 14, I met my boyfriend Cameron (name changed) at high school. We both were, and still exactly on the same page in terms of life: career and life goals, humour, and overall just get each other. There’s nobody that’s ever understood me more than Cameron, and quite frankly he is the light of my life. I don’t know what I would do without him, and I think he feels the same way. We had an instant connection, which is where my problems first begun. You may have already guessed, but my very south Asian parents are HIGHLY against dating, especially without having a degree. Since I was a kid, I always just agreed with my parents whenever they’d tell me to not date, as I didn’t really understand that they were being serious. Some part of me wanted to believe they just told me against dating since they didn’t want me to get hurt, and I believed they would be more open to it as I got older. But when meeting Cameron, I knew that I loved him, and wanted to experience dating. I thought this was just a small step, however as time got on with dating Cameron, not only did my love for him grew, but I started to realise how toxic, and manipulative my parents were. I started to realise how much wrong was in the way I was raised and started to live life how I wanted to: without my parents knowing , and yes, while living under their roof. I dated Cameron in secret: turned off life 360 to go on dates with him, sneaky phone calls late at night, and spent every miniute at school together as it was at this point the only time we could be together freely. Unfortunately, I couldn’t really explain to my friends why I did spend all my time with Cameron, and they stopped being friends with me for this. However, recently me and my high school friends made up so all good lol. Cameron gave me the courage to move out for university, something I would never have dreamed off out of fear of my parents. Currently, I’m livng in student halls, and studying medicine in the same course and Uni as Cameron. Life couldn’t be any better. All of a sudden, I feel free. I can do what I want, be friends with who I want, and most importantly am free to be with the one I love most. All without judgement and fear from my parents. However, we’re now coming to the end of first year, which means I’m going to have to move back home for the summer. While it’s only for three months, I honestly can’t go back to the way it was before, and am really scared to have to hide my relationship again. I won’t be able to see him, or speak to him on the phone nearly as often as I do now, and it really pains my heart to think of having to go through the torture I went through while living at home again. In addition, me and Cameron are serious, and are thinking of engagement soon. Both of these factors make me want to tell my parents: as much as they are EXTREMLY toxic, I hate hiding such a big part of my life from them (probably a consequence of them requiring their approval for my every action as a kid). Here’s where the real issue is. I have no idea how to tell them, and whether the, in them is a good idea. This is because they have extremely strong opinions against me dating ( combination of culture, religion, and sexism). I fear that if I tell them, they will completely disown me, which I really don’t want as I’m not mentally stable enough to deal with that big a change. I also fear they would try make me and Cameron break up, or be physically and or verbally abusive. I honestly see no possibility in which there is a good outcome from telling my parents about me and Cameron. I don’t really have any family that i can ask for advice, as I’m not really close to anyone. None of my cousins have ever been though a similar situation, because they’re male (the sexism is real) and haven’t dated (at least not seriously). I’m also scared to tell my parents in cause they have a heart attack or something, as they are both relatively elderly. So here’s where my question is: how do I tell my parents about Cameron, causing the least amount of drama??? It’s really really affecting my mental health recently. Any help is appreciated. if you need me to expand on anything because I feel that I’ve skimmed over a lot of details to keep it short, please please just ask!
Thanks <3
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2024.05.03 02:54 Tracking4321 Historical advertisement for silver lab

Historical advertisement for silver lab
Here is a screenshot of an archived newspaper advertisement for two terrier puppies, which just happens to have also a female, 18 months old "pedigree silver colour Labrador Retriever." The ad is from January, 1904, in England's Western Gazette newspaper, putting the lab's DOB at mid-1902, many decades earlier than the fictional origin story claims silver labs were first seen, and over a decade before the first Labrador Retriever breed standard, which silvers met. The first known chocolate and first known yellow labs were both within 10 years of this silver lab, and there is archive research ongoing which indicates there may have been silvers significantly earlier than this one.
So the next time someone tells you the first silver labs were in North America in the 1980s, ask them for evidence. Chances are they'll have nothing but mere assertions.
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2024.05.03 02:53 lebastss Does a color matching consultant service exist in our area?

Long shot but I just need help matching cabinet stain color to what my floors are. I don't need a style or any other design service just color match. Not looking for free service but it's such a small thing can't find anyone to provide it.
I'm spending a lot of money on this kitchen and have full confidence in everything except the color.
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2024.05.03 02:53 kr0tchbulge Vault Tec didn't start it

The first bomb likely originated from an offshore source, surprise strike from a submarine (or oil rig) explaining the time between detonations. Closer strikes come from cruise missiles, which travel vastly slower, can have trails, and are rather visible. But can sneak past early warning systems. A planted bomb is also likely, though not from Vault Tec.
Intercontinental ballistic missiles usually have a reentry vehicle individual payloads detach from in free fall. These warheads are approximately 15 miles away, if sound travels like in our universe (70 seconds), that's likely falling around Mach 20. The pattern the subsequent bombs fall, appear to be incoming from the north, northeast, judging by the shadows, time of day, and direction of travel. They are probably a cluster munition since they go off in rapid succession. These clues lead me to believe that Salvo is chinese, coming over the poles.
In actuality, we don't see the initial moment of impact. Though I see no point in detonating your own nuke on home turf, even for profit, within seconds of an incoming strike. Which will have been in the air for around 15-20 minutes and very much detectable even with fallout tech. They even had time to freeze Jr managers.
Only one American faction has incentive to drop the bomb first. NUKA COLA. Shown to have sponsored Hollywood, is bleeding money and caught up in the red scare due to their iconic color. As a final comeuppance for turning him into a jarred head, John Caleb Bradburton caught wind of the imminent threat and decided he will screw over the government first. And activated project cobalt right in LA, showing the American people the government's biggest secret between them and Nuka Cola...
Jokes aside, The Enclave. If they are not the same entity, only the Enclave would benefit from hitting Vault Tec initially to try and cripple their competition. The show hints that the Enclave know what's up while Vault Tec seems to be fragmented. Once a launch is detected, the Enclave has the time and excuse to fire their own cruise missiles at the contracted company that knows their secrets. Caesar stabbed first. The great game begun.
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2024.05.03 02:52 bhad0x00 Ray Tracing

Hello I am trying to implement the canvas and projectile demo from the ray tracer challenge. I have been able to create the tick function and the Data Structure for my projectile. Can any one assist me with the shading of the pixels to draw the projectiles movement.
For this challenge, you’ll once again compute the trajectory of a projectile, just as before, but this time you’ll plot its course on your brand-new canvas. After each tick, take the coordinates of the projectile and color the correspondiing pixel on the canvas. When the loop finishes, save your canvas to disk and view the result. It ought to look something like the figure on page 23. The pixel sizes have been exaggerated here, plotted as squares instead of single dots, to make them visible in print. As you tackle this challenge, note a few things: 1. The canvas y coordinate is upside-down compared to your world coordinates. It’s zero at the top of your canvas and increases as you move down. To convert your projectile’s coordinates to canvas coordinates, subtract the projectile’s y from the canvas’s height. 2. It’s going to be really, really easy to accidentally plot a point that is outside the bounds of your canvas. Make sure you handle this case, either by having the canvas ignore points outside its bounds or by preventing your program from plotting such points in the first place. 3. Your projectile coordinates will be floating point numbers. The pixels on your canvas, however, are at integer coordinates. Be sure to convert your projectile’s x and y coordinates to integers before plotting them. 4. After your loop finishes, be sure to save your canvas to a file! That’s the whole point of this exercise, after all.
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2024.05.03 02:51 upsidedownsq Insecurities and Exposure Therapy

I posted a silly photo of myself without makeup and brows. I’m embarrassed and feel ugly but did it anyway. Exposure Therapy I guess.
I want to be more unapologetic and free. It’s a tough process due to years of people pleasing, perfectionism and caring what people think.
I usually wear makeup in my photos and love to express myself with makeup and colors, but I took a funny (imo) photo of myself making a silly face without my usual makeup and eyebrows (recently shaved)
Anyone also do some sort of exposure therapy to become a better version of you?
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2024.05.03 02:51 Far_Society_4196 didnt know demoman had level 3 chin too

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2024.05.03 02:50 Fernando1dois3 Am I missing something, or the absolute cheapest way to get 14500 batteries withc USB-C charging ports from a somewhat reputable source is getting two bottom-of-the-barrel, toy-like flashlights from Lumintop?

Am I missing something, or the absolute cheapest way to get 14500 batteries withc USB-C charging ports from a somewhat reputable source is getting two bottom-of-the-barrel, toy-like flashlights from Lumintop? submitted by Fernando1dois3 to flashlight [link] [comments]


2024.05.03 02:47 fionasaquatics Betta Fish in 4 gallon and below tank? Well, listen here.

Betta Fish in 4 gallon and below tank? Well, listen here.
People are putting betta fish in tanks which are not their size requirement for an stress-free life. You need to do a lot of research before buying any animal, so I will be putting forward some better info from my experience!
  1. 5 gallon and above tank. Betta fish are like any normal fish yet they are kind of different than tetras needing at least 20 gallons, They require a 5 gallon minimum tank for enough space and to stretch out their long fins. (Or plakat fins!)
  2. Equipment, I see a lot of people on here with no filter, heater, or bubbler. (You don’t have to have a bubbler, but you should have one. They need this because, one, filters help clean the water and purify it for your betta, heater, they will freeze and die because they are tropical fish. They need heat. Three because It helps oxygenate the tank so no co2 gets trapped inside and kills fish. (That’s what I’ve heard, correct me if wrong.)
    1. Decor, wild bettas were born in other bodies of water with live plants, natural rock or sand substrate, and rocks themselves. I would not put any plastic plants, colored items or gravel and preferably live plants, sand or gravel in a natural color, and other rocks. I have some examples posted from my tanks.
Please take care of your bettas, they are not cheap pets, they should not be kept together, and please do a lot of research. Thank you.
Even I’m still learning about the wonders of bettas, I’m only 12!
ps: spot herb in the second photo!
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2024.05.03 02:47 0_----__----_0 Hi Denver, here is my list of things to do this weekend [May 2nd - May 5th]

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THURSDAY - MAY 2nd

Avalanche vs Jets @ Ball Arena
Trevor Noah Live @ Red Rocks Amphitheatre @ 8PM
‘Swan Lake’ Ballet @ Buell Theatre @ 7PM ‘Swan Lake,’ the ballet of all ballets, will be performed one night only as a part of the World Ballet Series with a live score played by the Boulder Symphony.
Carlos Ballarta @ Paramount Theatre @ 7:30PM
Benny The Butcher @ Summit @ 8PM
Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit @ Mission Ballroom @ 7:30PM With Amanda Shires
Sanguisugabogg + Jesus Piece @ Gothic Theatre @ 7PM
Hi I’m Ghost @ The Church Nightclub @ 9PM
Sean Hayes & Esme Patterson @ Bluebird Theater @ 8PM
Megan Burtt and The Patti Fiasco @ Chautauqua @ 8PM
Jamie Miller @ Globe Hall @ 8PM

FRIDAY - MAY 3rd

First Friday Art Walk @ Santa Fe Arts District @ 5:30PM First Fridays in ADSF means the Santa Fe Drive and its side streets come to life for this signature neighborhood event.
​​First Fridays Art Walk @ RiNo Art District @ 6PM Enjoy free exhibitions, markets, live music, and so much more on first Fridays at RiNo!
Jason Isbell and The 400 Unit @ Red Rocks Amphitheatre @ 7PM With Amanda Shires
Drew Holcomb and the Neighbors @ Summit @ 8PM
Caskey @ Marquis Theater @ 8PM
City Morgue @ Mission Ballroom @ 7PM With Fourfive
Missio @ Meow Wolf @ 8PM With Polly Urethane
YOOKie @ Ogden Theatre @ 8PM
Start Making Sense: Talking Heads Tribute @ Gothic Theatre @ 8PM
Flosstradamus @ Temple @ 10PM
Sidepiece @ The Church Nightclub @ 9PM
Knower @ Fox Theatre @ 8PM
Sam Bush @ Boulder Theater @ 8PM With Foggy Mountain Spaceship
Taylor Fest Party @ Bluebird Theater @ 9PM
Helado Negro @ Globe Hall @ 8PM
Pete Wernick + Flexigrass @ Chautauqua @ 8PM
The Toxhards @ Moxi Theater @ 8PM

SATURDAY - MAY 4th

Nuggets vs Lakers @ Ball Arena
Monster Energy AMA Supercross Championship @ Empower Field @ 4:30PM See the world’s elite riders clash head-to-head for the coveted title of Supercross Champion.
Denver Derby Day Party @ McGregor Square Get your ticket to the biggest & best Derby party outside Kentucky!
Denver Mini Derby @ Tivoli Quad Enjoy a mini horse and corgi races, craft cocktails, photo opps, live music, and, of course, live viewing of the Kentucky Derby on the big screen.
Cinco de Mayo Community Parade @ Civic Center Park @ 11AM
Cherry Creek Fresh Market @ 9AM Shop Colorado products in season like farm flowers, fresh fruit & veggies, local greens, culinary herbs, French cheeses, vegan & gluten-free products, and much more!
May the 4th Pop-Up Market @ Mile High Spirits @ 2PM Shop from local artists, enter an exclusive costume contest, and discover unique products at this edition of Hangin’ N’ Slanging’ market.
Meditation in the Galleries @ Clyfford Still Museum @ 9AM Clear your mind, relax, and enjoy the beauty that surrounds you in the galleries.
Breakfast Fly-In @ Wings Museum @ 9:30AM Enjoy breakfast from a local food truck, watch aircrafts fly in and explore interactive exhibits and simulators.
‘Listen to Your Mother’ Live Show @ Boulder Theater @ 7PM This Mother’s Day show features local writers reading their works on motherhood, taking the audience on a journey filled with humor, poignant moments, and lots of nods of recognition.
‘Samson and Delilah’ Opera @ Ellie Caulkins Opera House @ 7:30PM Opera Colorado closes the season with Saint-Saëns’s operatic take on the biblical story of ‘Samson and Delilah.’
Mersiv @ Red Rocks Amphitheatre @ 5PM With OTT, Smith., Sumthin Sumthin B2B FLY, Yoko, Terrawave
Deep Medi @ Mishawaka Amphitheatre @ 8PM Featuring Mala, Commodo, Sir Spyro, Silkie & Sgt. Pokes
L.A. Witch + Pink Fuzz @ Levitt Pavilion @ 6PM *Part of the Levitt Free Summer Concerts Series
Blind Guardian @ Summit @ 8PM
Suicide Cages + The Burial Plot @ Marquis Theater @ 7:30PM
Mk.gee @ Meow Wolf @ 9PM
James Arthur @ Ogden Theatre @ 8PM With Forest Blakk
Sam Bush @ Gothic Theatre @ 8PM With Pick & Howl
Myles O’Neal @ Temple @ 10PM
Start Making Sense: Talking Heads Tribute @ Fox Theatre @ 9PM
The Music of The Beatles for Kids @ Bluebird Theater @ 11AM Presented by The Rock and Roll Playhouse
Jade Bird @ Globe Hall @ 8PM
Way Down Wanderers @ Moxi Theater @ 8PM

SUNDAY - MAY 5th

Steve Vanderploeg Stand Up @ Comedy Works Downtown @ 7PM
John Novosad Stand Up @ Comedy Works South @ 7PM
Cirque de la Symphonie Performance @ Lone Tree Arts Center @ 7PM The Boulder Philharmonic Orchestra and Cirque de la Symphonie join forces to bring a truly awe-inspiring collaboration of musicianship and artistry.
Yo-Yo Ma with the Colorado Symphony in Concert @ Boettcher Concert Hall @ 7PM Multi-GRAMMY Award-winning cellist Yo-Yo Ma returns to perform Elgar’s renowned Cello Concerto with your Colorado Symphony.
Official Cowboy Carter Beyonce Dance Party @ Red Rocks Amphitheatre @ 7PM
The Spill Canvas @ Summit @ 8PM
Jack and Jack @ Marquis Theater @ 8PM With Sammy Wilk
Mersiv @ Mission Ballroom @ 3PM / 7PM With Fly & Onhell
The Amity Affliction @ Fillmore Auditorium @ 6:30PM
Young Rising Sons @ Bluebird Theater @ 7:30PM With Diva Bleach
Cinco de Mayo Celebration @ Globe Hall @ 4PM Featuring Slidewok, Polysanto, Coast to Ghost, & Frankly

All Weekend

SATURDAY & SUNDAY - Denver Cinco de Mayo Festival @ Civic Center Park @ 10AM Immerse yourself in the vibrant spirit of Mexican culture with a weekend full of exciting events, contests, and non-stop entertainment.
All weekend - Jordan Jensen Stand Up @ Comedy Works Downtown
All weekend - Jamie Lissow Stand Up @ Comedy Works South
All weekend - Music & Blossom Fest @ Canon City The Blossom Festival is the largest community run school music competition in the state.
All weekend - ‘The Cher Show’ Musical @ Buell Theatre ‘The Cher Show’ is 35 smash hits, six decades of stardom, two rock-star husbands, and countless EGOT awards, all in one unabashedly fabulous new musical that will have audiences dancing in the aisles!
All weekend - ‘A Year with Frog and Toad’ Family-Friendly Musical @ Arvada Center Arnold Lobel's treasured characters hop from page to stage in a story of friendship and adventure.
All weekend - ‘Where Did We Sit On The Bus’ Play @ Singleton Theatre Through live music and storytelling, this one-person show immerses the audience in elaborate, layered soundscapes by fusing Latin rhythms, hip-hop, and spoken word poetry.
All weekend - ‘The Lehman Trilogy’ Play @ Kilstrom Theatre ‘The Lehman Trilogy’ is an epic and timely story of family, ambition, and risk, sprawling across 163 years of history of the Lehman Brothers.
All weekend - ‘Emma’ Play @ Wolf Theatre LAST CHANCE - In a new adaptation that’s a bit zany and refreshingly contemporary, playwright Kate Hamill infuses the language and perspectives of today into Austen’s beloved characters.
All weekend - ‘Noises Off’ Play @ Arvada Center LAST CHANCE - A play withing a play, this relentless, high-energy farce is filled with embarrassing moments, behind-the-scenes kerfuffles, physical comedy hijinks, and even flying sardines.

Ongoing

Ongoing - ‘Space Explorers: The Infinite’ Immersive Experience @ Stanley Marketplace LAST CHANCE - Embark on an immersive excursion through new breathtaking videos that reveal the many wonders of space exploration.
Ongoing - ‘The Berlin Airlift: Supplies from the Sky’ Exhibition @ Wings Museum The exhibit shares the lessons of courage, perseverance, and the triumph of the human spirit and pays tribute to the brave citizens who risked their lives to bring hope to a divided city.
Ongoing - 'Spookadelia' Immersive Show @ Spectra Art Space LAST CHANCE - 'Spookadelia: Doubt’s Echo' is an all-ages narrative-driven psychedelic immersive art, theatrical, and highly interactive experience.
Ongoing - ‘Fazal Sheikh: Thirst Exposure In Place’ Exhibition @ DAM Capturing the Colorado Plateau, Sheikh’s portraits and landscapes shed light on the far-reaching consequences of extractive industry and climate change.
Ongoing - ‘The Russells in Denver, 1921’ Exhibition @ DAM Charles M. Russel’s works capture the vast landscapes, mountain ranges, and peoples of the American West of the 1880s, thus leaving a valuable chronicle of the West that once was.
Ongoing - ‘Sandra Vásquez de la Horra: The Awake Volcanoes’ Exhibition @ DAM The exhibition highlights paintings, drawings, and prints by award-winning artist Sandra Vásquez de la Horra, who explores the notions of fantasy, desire, fear, and pleasure and its relationship to the human body.
Ongoing - Spring Exhibition Series @ MCA MCA’s Spring series includes solo exhibitions of three contemporary artists whose multidisciplinary works focus on the exploration of the natural phenomena, landscapes, and human interactions with the natural world.
Ongoing - ‘Performing Self’ Exhibition @ Boulder Museum of Contemporary ArtThis exhibition provides a look into how seven multidisciplinary artists celebrate the mutability of self-identity through the embodiment of alter egos or personae.
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2024.05.03 02:46 Falcoperegrinus2 Stupid Question but what color is Guts' "black swordsman armor"?

I'm trying to paint Guts' model made my CA3d and looked up at some refferences for it. Some depict the black swordsman armor as jet black with light tones, while others (including some statues, colored pages and toys) as more of a steel color with blue tint. So witch is it?
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2024.05.03 02:45 Inorai [Menagerie of Dreams] Ch. 17: Settling In Pt. 1

[Menagerie of Dreams] Ch. 17: Settling In Pt. 1

First Chapter Character sheets Playlist
The Story:
Keeping her store on Earth was supposed to keep her out of trouble, but when a human walks through her wards like they weren't there, Aloe finds herself with a mystery on her hands. Unfortunately for the human, her people love mysteries - and if she doesn't intervene, no one will. With old enemies sniffing around after her new charge, the clock is ticking to find their answers.
Rowen clacked his heels together, looking around the small room as calmly as he could.
He’d been ushered back here just as soon as Eswit could find someone to push him off onto. Any other day, he’d have said the place looked just like any average doctor’s office, just a narrow cubicle with plain white walls and a counter set opposite the bench he sat on. But this wasn’t any other day, and while the memories he could pluck from the haze were fleeting, the sight of it left him uneasy.
And there he waited, counting off the seconds. There wasn’t a clock or anything to look at. He didn’t even know if clocks existed down here. They had to, right? His waiting room just apparently didn’t warrant one. He wrapped his hands tight around each other, twiddling his thumbs. “Come on,” he whispered. “Let’s just get this over so-”
Footsteps cracked down the hallway outside. He jerked upright, lightning shooting through his veins. All of that confidence vanished in a moment.
The doorknob turned, though, and a pair of erelin men stepped through, murmuring to each other. One looked up, seeing Rowen looking back, and said something that…well, it kind of sounded like a greeting, so that was what he’d run with.
“H-Hey,” Rowen said, raising a hand.
The two didn’t acknowledge he’d spoken. The one over by the counter stooped low, digging beneath it for something. A steady stream of ereliit flowed from his lips, quiet and muttered. Rowen couldn’t make out a word.
The man closer to him reached out, grabbing Rowen by the chin.
“H-Hey!” He twisted, trying to pull away.
The man let him go, but stared at him, decidedly unamused. “Hold still,” he said in rough but passable English.
So the bastard could speak the language—he’d just decided not to. Anger welled up to replace Rowen’s confusion. These people were supposed to help him, not treat him like this.
They’re supposed to help you. The thought was enough to center Rowen again, however unhappily. He nodded once, flashing a look toward the man who’d grabbed him, and lifted his chin again.
“Eyes forward,” the man said. He took a rod of wood inlaid with pearl from his pocket, drawing a symbol through the air. Light ignited at its tip.
Rowen kept his gaze level as the man swept the wand closer, burning brighter and brighter until his eyes started to water. It really was just like being at the doctor, wasn’t it?
Except here, the two kept up their conversation unbroken, and they were still speaking their own language, not his. The nervousness in him eased not at all. They were both fully animated, waving their hands, and whatever they’d managed to glean from shining a light in his eyes, they seemed fascinated. The grabby one nodded to himself, starting to scrawl unreadable runes on a sheet of paper.
Rowen jumped as a clank rang through the room. The second man approached from the counter, holding a box of vials under his arm.
Whatever was going on here, it was setting off all his heebie-jeebies at this point. Rowen inched back as far as he could in his seat, fighting the urge to run. Every time one of the men glanced to him, it was like they were looking at…at some sort of bug. Not a person.
And what the hell else are you going to do? He ground his teeth together, balling his hands up against his legs. They needed answers—and Aloe had given him a temporary home, but she wasn’t a scholar. They needed outside help. If it wasn’t from these guys…where would he get it?
He just…He needed to endure. It was his only option.
The man looked down into the box of vials as he walked closer, muttering to himself. He pulled one free, holding it up to the light for a moment, then nodded and held it out toward Rowen. Another string of ereliit followed after.
Rowen took it, looking down at the liquid. It was blue. “Uh,” he managed. “What…What am I-”
“Drink it,” the first man said in heavily accented English, looking up from his notes. “Eh…Please,” he added, a bit flatly.
Drink it? This stuff? Rowen gave it another look. He was pretty sure you weren’t supposed to drink stuff that was that color, and he really wasn’t in the mood for whatever these two were testing.
At his hesitation the note-taking erelin started to scowl, though, his angular face turning even sharper. Rowen’s skin prickled. You don’t have time to hesitate. So he pulled the cork from the vial, giving the stuff one last look before gulping it down like a shot of vodka. As soon as the stuff hit his tongue he started to wish he had a chaser now too. It tasted like soot and char and…blueberries. The combination was not good.
Trying not to grimace too visibly, he put the cork back in, handing the emptied vial to the box-holding man. Both were watching him with rapt attention now, chattering back and forth to each other. He still couldn’t understand a bit of it.
“Was that supposed to do something?” Rowen said. Neither so much as looked his way. He frowned. “Hey. Could you just-”
“You feel…how?” Box-Holder said. His accent was thicker, almost swallowing the words.
So they’d talk to him as long as it got them something. Fantastic. “That tasted like shit,” Rowen said. His patience was reaching its limit, and politeness was coming to an end with it. “But I don’t feel anything. Like Aloe said. No magic. What was supposed to happen?”
Note-Taker leaned back over his pages, scrawling furiously as his companion spoke. When Box-Holder finished talking, Note-Taker nodded, saying something in response.
A sigh rippled from Rowen’s chest. “Great,” he mumbled. “This is going to be great.” This town was pretty big, right? It had a heartgate and everything. There had to be someone in the damn place who’d sell him an Ereliit-English primer. Maybe he’d ask Aloe about it when he got home, and-
Home? Something inside him rebelled at that. This wasn’t his home. His home was out there, with-
His thoughts were interrupted as Box-Holder turned back toward him, holding a second vial out. This one was clear. “Drink,” he said.
Rowen took the vial, scowling. “What, no please this time?” he mumbled, fiddling with the cork. He downed the new dose. “This one doesn’t taste like anything,” he said as he lowered the little glass bottle. His brow furrowed. “Was it supposed to-”
The world spun around him. The vial dropped from his senseless fingers, clattering against the tile floor. He followed it to the ground moments later.
And the two scholars erupted into excited conversation. Note-Taker’s pen flew across the sheet of paper.
Well, that got them going, Rowen thought to himself. His vision was going blurry around the edges, the stone cold against his cheek. Fear surged through him as the grey spread, but there was nothing he could do to hold it back.
As the two turned back to him, their voices fading into the ringing that filled his ears, Rowen blacked out.
—---------------
“Come on, roll over,” Aloe murmured, tapping the zurmot with the end of her brush.
The thick-furred little critter only shimmied in place, its paddle-tail thumping happily. It made no move to roll over to let her get at its belly—and even missing one of its enormous sets of hook-like claws, Aloe knew from harsh experience that the creature could cling straight to the floorboards if she tried to make it do something it didn’t want.
She groaned instead, setting the brush down, and started scritching behind the bony ridges of its ear-holes. “Can’t you just cooperate for once?”
A hastily-muffled snort split the quiet alongside her. Aloe glanced up. One of the customers standing at the shelves suddenly became passionately interested in picking out her perfect sunbird feather.
Aloe chuckled to herself, giving the creature one last, great pat. That was one thing running a menagerie had going for it—having the animals around meant no one ever got bored. Not her, and definitely not the customers.
Before she could say something to the woman at the feathers, the doorbells clanged. Bright light streamed through the doorway as it opened.
“Welcome!” Aloe called, half-raising herself from the zurmot. “I’ll be-”
She stopped. A smile spread across her face.
The woman inching through the doorway froze, too—then crossed the rest of the way through, a smile stretching across her face. Her eyes were wide-set and ruby-red, her skin black and marked with the bone ridges of her scant kaskalin heritage.
“You are here,” she said, clasping her hands behind her. The door swung shut. “That is you, right, Mistress Miraten?”
“Lissandra,” Aloe said. She was starting to grin. Rising, she crossed to meet the other woman, taking her arms. “I thought you’d’ve moved on for sure. You’re still here?”
“House Dilmat’s still got work to do,” Lissandra said—her dear friend from that distant summer, one of the maids in the Dilmat estate. She smiled shyly up at Aloe, stepping away. “I heard one of the girls say you were here in some shop filled with animals. I didn’t quite believe it, truth be told.”
She glanced to Aloe—and the white-furred shape that peered angrily out from under her hair. “I believe she might have been right, though,” she said, starting to chuckle.
“Oh, it’s me,” Aloe said. She reached up, giving the pollam a good scritch behind the ears. “D’you want to come out and say hi, Rat?”
The creature hissed, burrowing deeper under her scarf.
Lissandra laughed, covering her mouth with one hand. “I don’t think he likes me.”
“Rat doesn’t like anyone,” Aloe said. “Don’t take it personal.”
Her friend’s laughter grew—but as the seconds ticked on, it faded. The other customers bustled by around them, poking in shelves and boxes.
Finally, Lissandra looked up. “What I don’t know is why you’re here,” she said, rather more quietly. “I’m glad to see you, but…you were bound for Windscour, weren’t you? I heard Miraten turned down Eswit’s offer of Davius, and-”
“Yeah,” Aloe mumbled, ducking her head lower. Davius had been a nice enough guy, too—a little younger than her, and a little shy, but sweet and earnest. She’d never found anything more than a friendly companionship with him. Maybe that could’ve been enough.
But Davian was Eswit’s third child, and Kyran was Lord. The math added up to a very clear answer, and Emerald Hills hadn’t been it. They’d never know if that might’ve gone better.
“Windscour…didn’t work out,” Aloe said, lifting her gaze back to Lissandra’s. “I wasn’t going to wait around for Uncle to try and send me back there, so I left. A friend set me up with the shop.” She reached out, rapping her knuckles against the wooden wall of the Dragon. “Mostly I’m up at the surface.”
“Understandable,” Lissandra whispered, a tiny smile on her lips. “Well, I’m quite pleased you made it this far down.”
“Yeah,” Aloe said with a chuckle. The furry little zurmot wriggled at her feet, begging for another scritch. She locked her eyes back on Lissandra instead. “I’m a little impressed word spread so fast, to be honest.”
“Lord Dilmat’s changed the whole schedule around,” Lissandra said. “He’s got a new project, and all he would tell me was that the Lady Miraten brought him a gift.” The corners of her lips quirked up. “I had to look around, naturally.”
Aloe nodded, finally stooping for a moment to give the clawless creature a good scratch across its bony spine. “That makes sense,” she murmured.
“And do I even want to know what you brought him?”
“Oh, please don’t start,” Aloe said with a groan as she stood. “It’s just- a lot, and if I tell you one part you’re going to want me to tell you everything and-”
“I understand,” Lissandra said gently. “Then think no more of it.”
“Rain check,” Aloe said, flashing a wry grin her way. “Just sometime not today.”
“Of course,” Lissandra said. “I’m merely happy you’re well. That’s all.”
The older woman paused, though, brushing her blue-black hair behind her ears. The sharp ridges that lined her facial structure caught the light from the braziers, reflecting dully. “And you enjoy this work?” she said, meeting Aloe’s gaze again. “You’re happy with your life as a…” She glanced to the dens lining the walls, the racks of merchandise. “Merchant?”
“It’s not so bad,” Aloe said. “I like it. The critters and I get along just fine.”
“I did worry about that as well,” Lissandra said. “Shards, Aloisia. One of the Raffeler boys said you had a knurl in here. The stories he told!”
“Oh, that’s Daisy,” Aloe said, gesturing to the counter. A green, sleeping lump was half-visible behind the wooden bar. “They tired her out pretty good, I think. Hell, I’d pay ‘em to do it again.”
Lissandra let out the tiniest squeak, her eyes snapping wide. Her hands rose to cover her mouth. “That’s a-”
“I did say so,” Aloe said.
She watched the maid collect herself, the careful way she smoothed her skirt. Lissandra had been there the whole summer she’d stayed at Emerald Hills, as well as long before and, apparently, after. There weren’t many people allowed in the Lord’s private wings, either, so she’d been on nighttime dream-watch duty too. There were only so many times you could wake up with a raw throat and someone’s terrified face staring back down at you before they either developed an attachment or found a new job. Aloe was pretty used to the second. Liss had surprised her with the first.
Lissandra finally nodded, looking up, but her smile was sad. “As long as you’re sure,” she said. “I don’t know how you manage out there. Our little Aloisia, walking among monsters.”
“Please, Liss,” Aloe said, shaking her head. “You really don’t need to worry about me. I might not be able to Speak anymore, but I still have my magic.” She patted the kalimba that hung from her belt. “I can hypnotize most anything that comes my way, and once they’re softened up, it’s a lot easier to communicate things peaceably with them.” Her lips curled up. “I’m not in the habit of fighting anything, much less a beast that could be an actual threat.”
“That does make me feel better,” Lissandra said, her expression turning relieved. A heartbeat later, her eyes widened, her lips parting. “Oh. I wonder…if…”
When she trailed off, pressing a hand to her mouth again, Aloe shifted from foot to foot. “Is something wrong?”
“Well, you’ve just got me considering some things,” Lissandra murmured. She looked up again, letting her hands fall. “There’s a bit of a trouble in town. A unicorn has started wandering the plains west of Lanioch. It seems to have taken the territory for its own.”
“Oh, dear,” Aloe said. She could already see where this was headed.
Lissandra grimaced. “We believe it’s a stallion, from the way it’s pursued any travelers with equine mounts. And recently, it’s begun protecting its claim from even the Children themselves.”
Aloe’s heart sank. That could be a real danger to anyone in the region—and in a situation where lives were threatened, a town wouldn’t have many options. “Has a bounty been placed?” she said softly.
Sure enough, Lissandra nodded, looking away. “It was posted earlier this week,” she said. “Crown’s orders. I’ve heard there’s a hunting crew that voiced interest in the job, but they’re from Karson’s Reach.”
Her gaze flicked back to Aloe’s, intensifying. “It’ll take them a few days more to even get here. Mistress, it may be too forward, but if you’ve got even a shred left of the magic you had back then, I know you can help. And the magistrate’ll hand the purse over as long as the problem is dealt with, I know she will. It doesn’t need to end in bloodshed.” The energy seeped to slip away, and she drooped. “I don’t want a stain on Lanioch’s fields,” she finished quietly.
Aloe nodded, buying herself time as she parsed through the information. It wasn’t an idle concern—a unicorn’s blood was intensely magical, and so were the Deeproads. It was a nasty combination, and the creatures had all the stubborn spite of their terrestrial siblings. Killing one could earn a clan a lasting curse on the chunk of deeproads they called home.
A unicorn was within her strength to sway, though, and a purse from the crown would go a long way toward easing her money woes. So Aloe nodded, offering Lissandra a smile. “I’d be happy to help however I can.”
Lissandra beamed over at her, clasping Aloe’s hands in her own. “Oh, that’s wonderful. I’ll have to tell-”
The doorbell clanged. She stopped. Both of them glanced over.
At the sight of a trio of dhumir women peeking through the door, Aloe chuckled. No rest for the weary, is there?
“Just a moment,” she murmured, laying a hand on Liss’s arm. Glancing up, she offered the newcomers a smile, crossing the floor toward them.
“Welcome to the Dancing Dragon!”
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2024.05.03 02:44 Top_Worldliness8682 Looking for recommendations!

Looking for recommendations!
not my picture - just showed up on my explore page on insta
I know that she used gel for this but was wondering if anyone had any recommendations for a regular nail polish that would look similar! I have lots of light pinks but none have the same vibe as this base color here..
Maybe it's just a different look because it's gel and there's no regular polishes that would look similar? But I figured I'd try asking here because I'm sure someone has a good recommendation! And I love pink so always happy about new pink polishes!
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