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| 1 | Lisa Kleypas | 211 |
| 2 | Alice Coldbreath | 145 |
| 3 | Cate C. Wells | 133 |
| 4 | Kate Canterbary | 131 |
| 5 | S.J. Tilly | 126 |
| 6 | Ali Hazelwood | 122 |
| 7 | Tessa Bailey | 121 |
| 8 | Mariana Zapata | 117 |
| 9 | Cassandra Gannon | 107 |
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| 20 | Tessa Dare | 79 |
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| Contemporary | Count | |
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| 1 | Failure to Match by Kyra Parsi | 52 |
| 2 | Hans by S.J. Tilly | 46 |
| 3 | Butcher & Blackbird by Brynne Weaver | 45 |
| 4 | In a Jam by Kate Canterbary | 38 |
| 5 | Yours Truly by Abby Jimenez | 37 |
| 6 | Funny Story by Emily Henry | 36 |
| 7 | At First Spite by Olivia Dade | 33 |
| 8 | A Deal with the Bossy Devil by Kyra Parsi | 33 |
| 9 | Against A Wall by Cate C. Wells | 31 |
| 10 | Heated Rivalry by Rachel Reid | 30 |
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- Is this the end of Ruby Dixon? Now that I've snagged your attention with that clickbait, I'm sad to report Ruby Dixon does not have a book in the Top 20, but also fell to #12 most mentioned author. Truly surprising given that she's been steadily in the top author spot almost every month for over a year! Are we seeing a shift away from the popularity of alien scifi romance, and what is it shifting to?
- Looking at the Top 20 books, there are four authors who are dominating: Kyra Parsi, Kate Canterbary, Ali Hazelwood, and Abby Jiminez all have two books in the Top 20. Kudos to them!
- Our Spring Reading Challenge is wrapping up soon - and we are holding a bonus June Read the Rainbow Challenge in honor of Pride month!
2024.06.01 14:46 Chai_Ky The Case of Kate Blackwell: The Unknown Part 3 (Finale)
11/20/2017
Log book of Det. Ryan Snow
Case #2798: The Appalachian Murders
When I woke up, I was in such a haze that I couldn’t make out where I was at first. My vision was a blur and all I could hear was the sounds of rushing water. I tried to move my limbs, but each muscle down to my little finger felt like lead weighing down on me, making it hard to breathe.
It felt like forever before the ringing in my ear was slowly swallowed out by a voice crying out from what sounded like a distance only to grow louder as it seemed to approach me from the void I had woken up in. It wasn’t until I heard my name that I recognized it was Kate’s voice, pleading and filled with tears.
I blinked away the blur, finding myself staring up at a water damaged ceiling, a single yellow light brightening the room. My head was pounding and my body still felt heavy, but I moved my head enough to turn and see where Kate was calling from. It took a moment, but I soon realized that she was lying on her back, strapped by her arms and legs to a metal table, looking to me with wide terrified eyes.
“Detective, please help!” She cried out. “Please don’t be dead! Please help me!”
“Bl-Black…Well…” I groaned out as I tried, painfully, to pick myself up off the stone floor, “Black…Well… Ah… Shit… Shit! Ms. Blackwell-“ I was gaining consciousness minute by minute as I finally took in the situation and got to my feet. However, the moment I had gotten to my feet and began running to Kate only to immediately fall back to the floor once again, my ankle getting caught by something heavy. I turned to see my ankle had been shackled to the floor by a cuff and chains. I searched my person to find my coat, along with my Glock had been taken, blood decorating my pants and sleeves. I placed a palm to my forehead to find blood when I lowered it down to look at the warm liquid slithering down from my scalp.
“Ms. Blackwell,” I returned my attention to her, examining what I could from my place on the floor, “are you alright, are you hurt?”
“I… I… I don’t… Don’t think so…” she managed to whine out.
“Where’s Mr. Raines?”
To this question, Kate looked away from me, sobbing being her only verbal response.
I went back to the shackles on my ankle and began trying to yank the chains off from the floor, but they had been well maintained and were too strong for me to simply yank out of the stone. I then quickly looked around the room to find we were in a different basement from the one in Cabin #3, though it had the same kind of layout, the table the only major difference. I also took note of the blood stains that trailed from the sides of the table and the dried pools below.
“I want my mom!” Kate cried out, her voice echoing in the empty room.
“I’ll get you to her, I will, I promise,” I assured her, trying to find something, anything to get us out of this, “do you remember how we got down here?”
“I… I… I just re-remember… Remember you g-getting knocked out… Knocked out by someone and them… Them putting a rag over me… Then everything went black… Then I woke… Woke up… H-Here…” Kate answered, trying to breathe with each sob she let out. “I… I th-thought… y-you… You were d-d-… Dead!”
“I’m not, I’m very much alive and I’m going to get you out of here and back to your parents,” I vowed as I continued looking for a way out of this situation, “we’re going to get you out of here, get you home, and we’ll make sure no one ever gets hurt here ever-“
The sound of the basement door from the splintered wooden steps cut me off. I listened as feet descended down the steps to the basement below, Kate’s ragged breaths the only other sound. The person who came down was a woman. The same exact woman from the photo I had found in her house. She looked as if she had not aged since that photo was taken, despite how long ago it seemed the photo was taken. She had the same exact long, white hair, same tired looking eyes, and same disgustingly pale skin as in that photo and on her profile picture. It was Mrs. Larson.
“Deeeeeetectiiiiiiive,” she spoke in a hoarse voice mixed with what I assumed was her own and several others, both male and female, adult and child, “youuuuuuu shouuuullld haaaaaaaaave juuuuuuusssssst giiiiiven herrrrrrr toooooo meeeeee… Youuuuuuuu diiiiiiiiid nooooooot haaaaaave toooooooo ssssssseeeee thiiiiiissssss…”
“Fuck you!” I shouted, beginning to charge at the elderly woman only to be yanked back by my shackles. “Let us go, right now!”
“Nnnnooooo,” Mrs. Larson replied harshly as she stepped over to loom over Kate.
“Stay away from her!” I barked, trying desperately to break free of my shackles.
She ignored me as she ran a shaky hand down along Kate’s trembling face. “Ooooooooohhhhh, Kaaaaaate… Sweeeeet, sweeeeeeeet, Kaaaaaaaaaate…” Mrs. Larson cooed as she went on stroking Kate’s wet cheek. “Doooooo noooooooot crrrrrrryyyyyyy, dooooooonnnnnn’t thiiiiiiiiiinnnnk oooooofff iiiiiiiit aaaaaaaassssss dyyyyyyyyiiiiinnnnng, thiiiiiiiiinnnk ooooooooffff iiiiiiit aaaaaassssss ssssssssaaaaaaaaaviiiiiiinnng aaaaaannnnoooootherrrrrrrrr liiiiiiiiife.”
“I-I… I d-don’t… Don’t under-understand… w-what th-that… That m-means…” Kate cried, her hands gripping the sides of the metal table beneath her, “P-Please, d-don’t… Don’t kill me… L-Let… Let us-us go!”
“Nnnnnoooooo,” Mrs. Larson answered in the same harshness she used on me, “IIIIIIIII neeeeeeeed youuuuuuuuuu,” she then shot a death glare my way through tired, silver eyes, “aaaaaaaannnnnnd heeeeeeeeee’ssssssss beeeeeeeeeennnnnn nnnnnnnoooooooothiiiiiiiiinnnnnng buuuuut aaaaaa thooooooorrrrrrnnnn iiiiiiinnnnn myyyyyyyyy ssssssssiiiiiiiide siiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnccccccce youuuuuu eeeeeessssssscaaaaaaped meeeeeeee.” She then looked back to Kate with a softer look. “Aaaaaaaassssss fffffoooooorrrrr whaaaaaaaat youuuuuuu caaaaaannnn’t uuuuuunnnnnnderrrrrrssssssstaaaaaaannnnnnd, IIIIIIIIII nnnnnneeeeeeed yourrrrrrrrrr heaaaaaaaarrrrrt tooooooo ssssssssaaaaaavvvvvvve myyyyyyy ssssssiiiiiiiisssssssterrrrrrrr.”
“The fuck does that mean?” I demanded, still trying to vain to pull my ankle from the chains. “How the hell will Kate’s heart save your sister?”
“Diiiiiiiiidnnnnnn’t nnnnnnneeeeeeed toooooo beeeee Kaaaaaaate’sssssss,” admitted Mrs. Larson, “buuuuuuuut sssshhhhhheeeeee hiiiiiiiiid theeeeee ooooooootherrrrr giiiiirrrrrrllllll ffffffrrrrroooooommmmm mmmmmeeeeee.”
“S-Son… Sonja…” Kate sniffed, the tears still streaming down her face.
“IIIIIIII oooooooonnnnnlllllyyyyy neeeeed fffffffeeeeeemmmmmaaaaallllle,” Mrs. Larson dismissed Ms. Greymoore’s name, “ffffffeeeeeeemmmmmaaaaaallllle heaaaaaaaarrrrrrrtsssss toooooo rrrrrrreeeeeetuuuuurrrrrrnnnnn mmmmmmyyyyy ssssiiiiissssssterrrrrrrrr toooooo theeeeeeee giiiiirrrrrllllll ssssshhhhhheeeee uuuuuuuusssssed tooooo beeeeeee.”
“That’s a fucking joke right?” I asked. “The hell makes you think eating a female heart will turn your sister back into a human woman? Have you seen what’s happened to your sister?”
“IIIIIIIII knnnnnnnooooooow beeeeeeecaaaauuuuusssssse iiiiiiiiiiit wooooooorrrrrked ooooooonnnnn mmmmmeeeeee,” Mrs. Larson explained, “IIIIIIIIIII waaaaaasssss aaaaaaablllllllle toooooo reeeeeeetaaaaiiiiiinnnnnn thiiiiiiiiiisssssss huuuuuummmmmmaaaaaannnnn fffffffooooorrrrrrmmmm ffffffrrrrrooooommmm eeeeeaaaaatiiiiiinnnnnng theeeeeeee heaaaaaaaaarrrrrtsssss, sssssspecifffffficaaaaaaallllllyyyyyy fffffffeeeeeemmmmmaaaaallllleeee sssssssooooooo IIIIIIIIII mmmmmmaaaaaayyyyyy rrrrrreeeeetuuuurrrrrnnnnn toooo beeeeeiiiiinnnng theeeeeeee giiiiiirrrrrrrllllll IIIIIII uuuuuuusssssed toooooooo beeeeeee.”
“You were dead,” I pointed out, “they found your body up here, you were buried.”
“Theeeeeessssssse sssshhhhheeeeeellllllsssss arrrrrrre mmmmmeeeeeerrreeeellllyyy veeeeeessssssellllllssssss ffffffoooooorrrrrr theeeeeeee sssssspiiiiirrrrriiiiiitsssss weeeee hiiiiiiiiiiide beeeeeneeeeaaaaattthhhh,” Mrs. Larson responded, finally turning her gaze to me, “IIIIIIII haaaaaaad tooooooo maaaake peeeopllllle beeeelieevvvve IIIIIII haaaaaad diiiiiiied tooooo keeeeeep frrrrroooommm theeeee poooooollllliiiiicccce ffffrrrrrrooooommmm pooookiiiiiinnnng aaaaarrrrouuuuuunnnnd aaaaannnnnd rrrrruuuiiinnnnniiinnnng eeeevvvveeerrrrryyythiiiiinnnng.”
“So, let me just get this whole thing straight,” I began as I started rubbing my temples, "when you and your sister starting into… Whatever the hell that thing you call your sister is-“
“Ooooouuuurrrrr sssssspiiiiiirrrrrriiiiiit,” Mrs. Larson corrected.
“Whatever!” I shot. “You found out that eating female hearts turns you two back into human women and to keep police from suspecting you, you pretended to be dead and… What? Just hope a shitty real estate agency would buy your property and you could just… Kill people, people with lives and families outside the mountains?”
“Thaaaaaaaat iiiiiiisssss cooooorrrrrreeeeect…” Mrs. Larson admitted, narrowing her eyes at me.
That’s when I began laughing hysterically, holding my sides that hurt with each harsh breath of a laugh I took. Both Mrs. Larson and Kate looked to me as if I had lost my mind and at this point I was starting to believe I had. Everything I had seen and heard about this entire case would put anyone in the looney bin. And I’m the damn fool who dug too deep into something he had nothing to do with.
“Whaaaaaat’s ssssoooo ffffuuunnnny?” Growled Mrs. Larson, stepping around Kate to stand between us.
“I don’t know what’s fucking funnier, honestly,” I chuckled, running a hand through my hair, “the fact that you thing people won’t be poking around even more when they discover not only is Blackwell missing, but so is a detective and escaped convict all of whom now have ties to these fucking mountains and those cabins, or that you thing I’m more afraid of what you plan on doing with me more than I am when her father finds out I got her in this situation in the first place!”
“Heeeeeee wooooonnnnn’t beeeee aaaaabllllle toooooo doooo aaaaaannnnnyyyyythiiiiiinnnng aaaaaaafffffterrrrrrr IIIIIIIII’mmmmm dooooooonnnne wiiiiiiiith booooooth ooooooooffffff youuuuuuuuu,” Mrs. Larson hissed as she inched closer, “fffffffiiiiiiirrrrrrssssst, IIIIIIIII waaaaaannnnnt youuuuuuuu toooo waaaaaatch mmmmmeeeee kiiiiiiillllll herrrrrrr,” she turned her head to look to Kate who was now just shaking, her eyes seemingly gone dry from the crying, Mrs. Larson then looked back to me, “sssssseeeeecooooonnnnd, IIIIIIII wiiiiillllll ssssssaaaaave youuuuu fffffooooorrrr mmmmmmyyyyy sssssiiiiiisssssterrrrr, oooooonnnnne heeeeaaaaart wiiiiilllll nnnnoooot ssssssaaaaaatissssfffffyyyy herrrr huuuuuunnnnnger.” She took another step. “Uuuuuuuunnnnnllllliiiiiike sssssssoooooommmme ssssssiiiiiibllllliiiiiiinnnnnngsssss, IIIIIIIII caaaaaarrrre aaaaaaboooouuuuut mmmmmmyyyyy ffffffaaaammmmiiiiilllllyyyyyy.”
She stared into my eyes, expecting a reaction and while my blood did somewhat boil at the accusatory statement, I didn’t fully understand what she was getting at. Not until she used that voice. Not until she relived that day with those two familiar child-like voices.
“Screw you, Liam!” She cried out in a voice I remember from my childhood. “I hope you drop dead!”
“Stop.” I demanded.
“Piss off, Ryan!” She shot back in a second boy’s voice.
“I said stop!” I began shouting.
“Help me, Ryan! Please, help me! I’m sorry! Please, Lucky Dime, help me!”
I then lunged toward her, reaching my hands out toward her neck only to be stopped by the shackles as she swiftly, almost without even moving, stepped just out of my reach.
“Fucking bitch!” I screamed out.
“If only you really cared about me, Lucky Dime,” sighed Mrs. Larson as she turned and began making her way to the side of the room where a cart stood in the shadows. She pulled it over to Kate’s side, the cart covered in rusted medical tools.
“P-Please,” Kate wheezed, “p-p-please… I… I d-d-don’t w-want… Want t-to d-d… D-Die, I… I w-w-want m-m-m… My m-mom!”
“Dooooonnn’t woooorrrrryyyyy,” Mrs. Larson soothed, using that mix of different voices, “mmmmmmaaaayyyyybeeee sheeee wiiiillll cooooommmme loooookinnnng ffffooooorrrr yooouuuuu aaaaannnnnd sheeeeeee caaaaannnnn joooooiiiiiinnnn youuuuuuu.”
Kate began to sob, begging and pleading for Mrs. Larson to let her go, thrashing around in her restraints. Telling the older woman that there was no saving her sister and that she was too far gone for this sick ritual to work anymore. I tried to yank at the chains once more, trying to loosen it at least enough to break free and grab at Mrs. Larson.
“Rrrrrrreeeeellllllaaaaax,” Mrs. Larson ordered as she began filling a syringe with some kind of clear liquid from a small bottle, “yoooouuuuuu woooooonnnn’t eeeeeveeennn fffffeeeellll iiiiiiit, thiiiissssss wiiiiiillllll puuuuuut youuuuu toooo ssssssllllllleeeeeep aaaaaannnnnnd wheeeeeennnnnn youuuuuu waaaaaake uuuuuuuup, youuuuuuu’lllllll beeee iiiiiinnnnnn heeeeeaaaaaaveeeennnnn… Uuuuuunnnnnnnllllllessssss youuuuuuu weeeerrrrrrre aaaaaa haaaaaarrrrrlllllooooooot, iiiiiiinnnnnn whiiiiiiiich caaaaaassssssseeeee, mmmmmaaaayyyy Goooooood haaaaaaaave mmmmmmmmerrrrrrrcccccyyyyy ooooonnnnn youuuuuur ssssssoooouuuuullllll… Aaaaannnnnd baaaaaaasssssed ooooonnnn hoooooow youuuuuu drrrrressss aaaaannnnnd theeeee coooommmmpaaaannnnyyyy youuuuuu keeeeeep,” She added as she eyed me, “IIIIIII ssssssaaaaaayyyy youuuuu haaaaaave aaaaa lllllloooooot ooooooffff fooooooorrrrgiiiiiviiiiinnnnng tooooo dooooo.”
Kate continued to cry as Mrs. Larson pushed the needle of the syringe into her arm, pushing down on the plunger as it pierced the flesh. Kate’s loud screams soon turned quieter and her red eyes began to glaze over, but she continued to stay awake, tightening her grip on the table and still begging to be let go.
“IIIIII waaaaannnnt youuuuu toooo waaaaatch, Detective,” Mrs. Larson spat out my title in Mr. Blackwell’s voice, “IIIII waaaaannnnnt youuuuu toooo waaaaatch herrrrrr fffffaaaaaade aaaaaannnnnnd mmmmmeeeee rrrrreeeemmmmooooove heerr heeeaaaarrrrrt toooooo ffffffeeeeeed tooooo mmmmmmyyyyyy ssssssiiiiiiiissssssterrrrrr,” she then pulled out a recorder, “theeeeennnnnn wheeeeeennnnn IIIIIII ssssssuuuuummmmoooooonnnnn herrrrrrr aaannnnd sheeeee fffffiiiinnnniiiishessssss oooooofffffff heeeerrrrr heeeaaaaarrrrrt, youuuuuuu’llllllll beeeeee neeeeeext.”
“Fuck you,” I snarled, “I hope you and your sister burn.”
“IIIIIIIII’mmmmm gooooonnnnnaaaaa gooooo aaaaallllllerrrrrrt mmmmmyyyyy ssssssiiiiiiissssterrrrrr,” Mrs. Larson turned and began making her way to the basement steps, “ssssseeee youuuuu boooooth ffffffoooooorrrr diiiiiinnnnnnerrrrrrr.”
She then pressed the play button on her recorder and a small, little girl’s voice echoed in the room before Mrs. Larson vanished up the steps.
“I’m here… I’m here… I’m here…”
Then the door slammed shut.
“De… Tec… Tive…” Kate squeaked out, her breathing slowing.
“Stay awake, Blackwell,” I ordered her gently, looking around frantically for anything to get us both out of this alive, “I’ll get us out of this, I promise, just stay awake, we’ll get out of here, I just need-“
“I’m… S… Sorry…” she breathed out. “I’m… So… Sorry… For… Get… Getting… You… In… To.. This…”
“No, no, this is not your fault!” I assured her. “That psychotic bitch got us both into this shit and I won’t stop until I get us out and put her and her fucking sister are six feet under!”
“W…Wha… What… H… Hap… Happened… To… To L… Liam…?”
I stopped struggling with the chains and turned to look to Kate. Her head was turned to me, her face wet, hands clenching as hard as they could to the table beneath her, the light in her eyes slowly fading second by second. She was trying desperately to stay awake. The medication Mrs. Larson taking hold of her as the minutes ticked by.
I dropped the chains that were in my hands, looking away from her, wanting to stare at anything other than another person I had failed.
“He was killed,” I answered, “we were fishing at a lake nearby… Lake Gaagige… We got into a really stupid ass fucking fight about how which fishing pole we were going to use. I wanted to use our dad’s, but Liam was older and said only men could use dad’s fishing pole… I told him… To drop dead and stormed off… When I got home, my parents dragged me back to the lake and scolded me for leaving him…” I trailed off, swallowing all the tears and screams I’d bottled up since that day. “When… We found… Him… The autopsy… Said he was mauled by a bear… I’ve blamed myself for leaving him there alone… For letting him die and getting killed like that… The last thing I ever told him was to drop dead… I was a shitty brother and now I’m a shitty detective…”
“Is… Is he… Why… You became… A… Detective…?”
I took a deep breath and swallowed the tears again. “No, Blackwell,” I answered, “he’s not why I became a detective… I already knew what had killed him… It was my fault… If I hadn’t been such a brat and stormed off… He might still be alive… And now… What that bitch said…” I replayed Liam’s screams that escaped Mrs. Larson’s mouth. “I’m starting to think I’m getting what I deserve. Karma’s back to kick my ass…”
“H… How… Old…?”
“I was six… Liam was eight…”
“N… N… Not your… F… Fault…”
I turned to look to Kate, her eyes on mine, however faded.
“Y… You were… Only… A k… Kid…”
I took another intake of what little air there was down in that basement. I had spent years trying to convince myself of the same thing, but those moments never got easier for me when those thoughts returned.
“I think you’re just being nice,” I laughed painfully, “but I’m afraid I- and my folks- don’t share the same sentiment.”
I was staring down at where the chains were coming from in the ground, Kate not saying a word for over a couple of minutes. I spun to see if she had fallen asleep and immediately tried to find out how to wake her up again. However, once I our eyes met, I saw that she was still fighting sleep, the last of her tears rolling down across the bridge of her nose and into her hair.
“I… I… I had… Had a c… Crush… O… On… J… Jasper…” she confessed, her voice getting quieter and higher. “P… Paul and… And Son… Sonja knew… I never… Never c… Cared f… For Luke… But I’m… Sure… S… Sonja t… Told him…” she looked like she was going to sob again. “I… I never g… Got the… Ch… Chance… T… To tell J… Jasper… I… Was… Scared… He… He and… P… Paul were friends… And I… I kn… Knew… How P… Paul f… Felt… A… About m… Me… I… I did… Didn’t wa… Want to… R… Ruin… Anyth… Anything…” She took a gulp of air. “I… I ha… Hated L… Luke… I… A… Always… Kn… Knew… He… He was a… Player… B… But Sonja… Said… Said she was hap… Happy… So… So I did… Didn’t wa… Want to g… Get in… H… Her way… B… But Luke d… Didn’t l… Like h… How cl… Close… We… Were… I d… Didn’t w… Want him to make… Make her th… Think I… I was l… Leading her o… On… T… To get them… To b… Break up… Th… Then… That n… Night… Sh… She w… Wanted to… To leave…” She let out two pained gasps of breath. “I… I let them down… I let them all down… Luke pro… Probably thought… Thought I w… Was the one who… Who f… Filled Sonja’s mind… With thoughts of… Of him ch… Cheating… Th… Then I… I got them… All killed…
I… I didn’t deserve them, d… Detective…” she went on, looking away from me to stare up at the water damaged ceiling, “I… I… I was a… Terrible… Terrible friend…”
“Did you read their guest book entries?” I asked.
“N… No… D… Didn’t w… Want to… To r… Read any… Anything p… Private…” Kate answered.
“Jasper didn’t blame you,” I assured her, remembering what he had written in his entry during his time watching Mrs. Larson just outside the cabin, “even when he heard the voices- when he heard Mrs. Larson- telling him to, he didn’t. I don’t think the others blamed you either. You didn’t do anything wrong, Ms. Blackwell, there’s no way you could have known any of this would happen.”
“K… Kate…”
“What?”
“C… Call… Call me… Kate…”
“Aright, Kate,” I let out what little laughter I had left inside me, “so long as we’re the last people we’ll be chatting with, call me Ryan.”
“R… Ryan…”
“If we at all live through this, I’m going to need a long vacation after this,” I said as I turned to look at my shackles again, looking around myself to try finding anything to Get free since a vacation sounded like something to die for at that moment, “do you know any good vacation spots I can book for the fall?”
“Y… You’re… You’re a… Dick…” Kate struggled to laugh.
“I also enjoy pineapple on pizza,” I winked as I reached down to my ankle, ready to break it just to taste that sweet combination of tomato sauce and fruit.
“G… God… I… I c… Can’t… Believe… I th… Thought y… You w… Were c… Cute…”
I sat down on the floor, grabbing my ankle with both my hands. Needing to hype myself up enough to do what I was going to do, I began removing my shoe and sock from the foot, rubbing and squeezing my way up and down the ankle to my toes. I had never broken a bone in my life before this and I definitely never thought I’d do it of my own volition, but this was a desperate time and it definitely called for desperate…
“Wait what?” I turned to look to Kate, finally registering what she had said.
However, just before I could be sure of what I heard, the sound of a hunting rifle going off just above our heads right before we heard the door to the basement swing open and immediately be slammed shut. Both Kate and I turned to see someone stumble down the wooden steps, his clothes torn and body scratched and cut to a nearly deadly degree. I was even shocked he was still breathing.
“M… Mr… R… Raines…?” Kate gasped out.
“What’s left of me at least,” Mr. Raines grumbled as he limped over to Kate and quickly began undoing her straps to the table, “damn thing almost ripped my head off, but one swing of the barrel to its eye and I was able to get away… Can’t say it didn’t do its damage though… I’m… Getting really fucking hungry…”
He shook his head violently before limping over to me. He then raised an eyebrow at me when he saw how I was positioned still on the floor with a bare foot in my hands shackled to the floor.
“I… I was… I… I thought you were-“ I stammered.
“I am,” Mr. Raines interrupted, “at least, I’m on my way there anyway.” He then retrieved my Glock from his back pocket. “I don’t know what that thing did to me, but I’m not gonna make it out of this alive, or the way I came in. It’s a massacre out there by the way. Lot of men in blue bodies out there… Very… Hard to ignore… Sure more will be on their way. So.”
With that, Mr. Raines pointed at my chains and pulled the trigger on my clock, barely giving me time to cover my ears as the sound rung out loudly in the basement. I shook my head, trying to undo the blurry and ringing side effects of the sound of a gun going off near your head. I gave the older man a glare before standing and snatching my Glock from his hands. That’s when I saw Kate shifting herself to the side of the metal table she was no longer tied to, trying to get her limbs to comply with her to help her off and on to the floor.
I ran over and grabbed her just as she nearly stumbled face first to the floor and lifted her up to her feet, her body heavy with lack of keeping herself up.
“Do you think you can walk?” I asked, trying to keep her on her feet.
“I… I don’t… I…” Kate stammered as she tried to push herself off of me while also using using me as a crutch until she could stand on her own. However, she didn’t seem to be able to put any kind of pressure on her legs without falling down.
“Kate?” A girl’s voice called out from above us.
Feeling Kate shudder, I realized that it must have been the sound of Sonja’s voice and Mrs. Larson was using her to keep Kate from running. I quickly swung my arm down behind her knees, pressing the other down on her back as I lifted her up off the floor, my Glock at the ready as I kept it pointed in front of me while my arm held up Kate’s knees.
“She must have heard the gunshots,” I pointed out, “how’d you get past her in the first place?”
“I set the other cabins on fire,” Mr. Raines answered as if it were the simplest of answers, “I had to distract her somehow and give those bodies she’d been eating a better fate than becoming her shit.”
“Are you planning on setting this place on fire too?” I asked.
“‘Course I am!” Mr. Raines exclaimed, seemingly offended I’d even ask. “I already doused it in gasoline, I ain’t wasting all that time!”
“Kate!” Sonja’s voice cried out, getting closer to the basement door. “Are you seriously leaving me here to die alone again!”
“Please… Make it… Stop…” Kate sniffed as she gripped my shirt and burying her face into the fabric.
“Let’s get you two out of here.” Mr. Raines began leading the way to the basement stairs, cocking his rifle as he did so.
“What about you?” I asked, immediately following after him.
Mr. Raines didn’t answer as he stomped up the stairs and kicked the door open to the first floor of the cabin. The stench of the gasoline he had spilled hitting me harshly in my face.
“Kate!” Sonja’s voice, along with a different crescendo of male voices shrieked out as Mrs. Larson appeared from the corner of the hallway where the basement was located.
“Leighton?” A different woman’s voice asked the moment the old woman’s eyes spotted Mr. Raines. I then watched in both shock and confusion as it almost looked like the very skin on the woman melted off to reveal a much younger woman. The woman I recognized as Bonnie Collins. “Leighton… Love is that you?”
Mr. Raines kept his rifle on the vision of the woman he once loved before her murder, but didn’t move or speak.
“Darling, I’ve missed you so much!” The fake Bonnie cried out as she began making her way to Mr. Raines with arms open wide to hug him.
Mr. Raines then lifted his gun up higher, placing his finger on the trigger which caused the vision to stop in her place.
“Leighton?” The fake Bonnie asked. “Baby, it’s me… Bun-Bun… Don’t you recognize me…?” She began to tear up.
“You’re not my Bunny,” Mr. Raines growled before he shot once at the woman.
The fake Bonnie swiftly dodged the bullet, an inhuman hiss coming from an unhinged mouth, revealing a row of long, sharp teeth. The skin of Bonnie then melted off to reveal another woman, a lot younger than the first one it intimidated. The face of one of the victims upon being brought on this case.
“Kate,” the fake Sonja called out, “Kate, what are you doing? Who are these men? Why are they trying to hurt me?”
Kate let out a sobbing gasp, her nails digging into my shoulder with her arm wrapped around my neck.
“Didn’t I suffer enough?” The fake Sonja asked. “First my boyfriend and now you? Why don’t you want to be with me anymore?”
“Shut up!” Kate demanded. “You’re not Sonja! You killed her, you killed all of them! I don’t care what happens to me, but I’m not letting their memories end with you!”
Kate then snatched my Glock from my hand under her legs and shot directly at the fake Sonja’s head. Again the shot missed as the fake vision of the girl slithered out of the way, a frustrated growl of a dog and human escaping it’s mouth. It then zipped to the side, cowering with its back to us on the floor.
“Lucky dime…” A child’s voice then took over. The vision’s skin melting now to a much smaller figure. “Is this what you want? To kill me all over again?” He turned to look up at me, Liam’s face forever eight-years-old staring up at me. “It’s no wonder mommy and daddy hate you now… You were always a shitty brother… Now, I’m gonna starve to death because you’d rather help a couple of strangers.”
“I’m sorry, Liam,” I replied, everyone, including the fake Liam looking to me in surprise, “I left you alone out here and that’s what got you killed by that thing out there and I’m sorry. But, if I’d stayed it may have been both of us and then mom and dad would have no one left to blame but each other. If you had left and I was the one killed, you’d probably be in my shoes instead. I’m sorry for letting you get killed, but I’m gonna make up for it now.”
I then took my Glock back from Kate and pointed it to the vision of Liam.
“Good bye, Liam.”
I shot the gun once again, missing the creature again, however, this time I just kept shooting, Mr. Raines following after. Our different bullets just kept firing, the thing dodging and trying to get closer to us. The creature screeched out at us in a myriad of different voices both familiar and unknown. It wasn’t until one shot from my Glock struck the creatures shoulder and Mr. Raines’ rifle struck its head when the skins of everyone it was trying to turn into all melted off, revealing Mrs. Larson once again.
However, this time, she looked shriveled, older than she looked before. Her face looked deformed, beginning to grow furry, her eyes growing nothing but red, no irises, no pupils, just red. Her hair grew longer, branches like antlers growing painfully out from her skull, breaking the skin as they grew larger. The lower half of her face grew elongated, turning into that of a muzzle of fangs and a drooling mouth.
“You… All… Have no rrrrrrriiiiiight!” A different, unknown voice snarled out from what used to be Mrs. Larson. “People liiiiiike you all… Abandoned me and myyyyyyyyy sister!” The fur growing around this thing grew out short and shaggy, the cloths it was using melting off with the skin and flesh it was wearing. It now didn’t look anything like a human woman. It now took the form of a large wolf mixed with that of a deer, it’s body dog-like with hooves, antlers, and a long, scraggly tail. “You lot abandoned us here! You left us all here to diiiiiiiie!”
Guilt was weighing down on me with each syllable it was growling. Kate looked away from it, burying her face in my neck as Mr. Raines lowered his rifle.
“Nooooow, you’re bringing more here to just leave and let die out here!” It went on, it’s horrifying, broken body shuddering. “Why let them just vanish and die up here when they can bring people like my sister and I back? Give me Kate’s heart and fix what you threeeeeeeeee failed!”
Mr. Raines then handed over his rifle to Kate, placing it down on her stomach as her hands were still wrapped around my neck. The older man made his way over to stand over the thing, its neck creaking like a rusted door as it turned its wolf-like head to look up at him.
“Leighton…” Bonnie’s voice came from the creature. “Give mmmmeeeee her heart aaaannnnd we can be togetherrrrr again… If you eat the deeeeeetective’s we can saaaaaave you tooooooo…”
“My Bunny’s dead,” Mr. Raines told it as he dug in his pocket and took out a carton of matches, “and so am I.”
“You’d burn your wife?” A mix of Bonnie and Mrs. Larson’s voices shrieked as it glared at the match he took from the match box.
“You’re not my wife,” Mr. Raines told it, “and I’ll never see her again.”
“Fooooooool,” Mr. Larson’s voice chuckled, “you’llllllll killllllll us both!”
“With the shit I’ve done in my life, I know you’re taking me to Hell with you,” Mr. Raines growled back as he struck the match on the box, “so I’m sure as fuck not afraid to burn here on Earth with you!”
Mr. Raines then dropped the match to the floor right before the creature and everything around the two of them immediately went up in flames, the fur of the creature catching quickly and engulfing it. An agonized shriek echoed out all around us, the creature thrashing in the fire it had gotten swallowed up in. Mr. Raines then grabbed it by it’s long, furry throat and swung it down back flat the floor, jumping to pin it down.
“Get out!” Mr. Raines cried out to me. “Leave here!”
Not needing to be told twice, I held onto Kate tightly and bolted past the two burning bodies, jumping over the fire as it began growing fast throughout the cabin. I quickly got to the front door and stopped to look back to see Mr. Raines fighting the creature and preventing it from coming after us, it begging for me to bring Kate back and that it would die without her.
“I’ll clear your name,” I called back, trying not to reel back in horror as I saw Mr. Raines skin begin to melt off, “I’ll let people know you didn’t kill Bonnie!”
“I’ll let people know you didn’t… Kill… Liam!” Mr. Raines’ voice called back, him thrashing around with Mrs. Larson as he said my brother’s name in my voice.
I turned back and kicked the front door open, rushing Kate out of the burning cabin. I ran until I got far enough from the smoke, turning back to see all three cabins now on fire, the area around them all ablaze. The only place untouched was Mrs. Larson’s house, all the evidence remaining. I could hear sirens in the distance coming closer. The sounds of shouts from the surviving officers sounding much closer.
“I’m here… I’m here… I’m here…”
I looked to the front porch of Mrs. Larson’s house where her recorder continued to call out for her sister. I set Kate down at the base of a nearby tree and ran to snatch the recorder, shutting it off. I searched around, looking for any signs of Prudence, but it appeared that the fire and the sounds of sirens and voices had scared her off. I ran back to Kate, her eyes closed and her not responding to me calling to her, but after checking her pulse and breathing, I found that the medication Mrs. Larson had given her had finally taken over and she was now fast asleep, the rifle Mr. Raines gave her still sitting on her rhythmically rising and falling stomach.
Letting out a sigh of relief, I leaned against the same tree I set Kate down on and slid down to the ground next to her. The first two cabins were already practically nothing but ash, the last still blazing as I heard the slowly fading screams of Mrs. Larson and Mr. Raines coming from inside.
When the screaming ended all together, the smoke turning blacker as it rose from the flames, I got to my feet and took out my pack of cigarettes as I approached the fires, staying far enough away not to get burned. I opened the pack up before stopping myself as I reached for one of the ten remaining cigarettes inside. I then flung the entire carton into the fires without taking one.
“Save one for me down there, you old bastard,” I told Mr. Raines before making my way back to Kate’s side.
It wasn’t long before the remaining officers found us, looking in confusion at the fires and to me with a sleeping victim in a homicide case on the ground. I told them we’d need to call an ambulance for Kate and that we needed to keep the flames from getting to Mrs. Larson’s house as it held evidence on the case. One officer retrieved his radio and called for an ambulance while a group ran to the house and another went to try controlling the fire as best they could by yanking out any bushes near by and throwing them away from the area around the house.
Luckily, the fire trucks were called long before the fire spread too far, residence noticing it practically the moment Mr. Raines set the first cabin on fire.
As I sat there, keeping Kate held up against the tree we sat under, I listened to the crackling of the fire, the sirens of fast approaching fire trucks and the ambulance, and the sounds of distance, coyote, almost human, howling.
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Log book of Det. Ryan Snow
Case #2798: The Appalachian Murders
When I woke up, I was in such a haze that I couldn’t make out where I was at first. My vision was a blur and all I could hear was the sounds of rushing water. I tried to move my limbs, but each muscle down to my little finger felt like lead weighing down on me, making it hard to breathe.
It felt like forever before the ringing in my ear was slowly swallowed out by a voice crying out from what sounded like a distance only to grow louder as it seemed to approach me from the void I had woken up in. It wasn’t until I heard my name that I recognized it was Kate’s voice, pleading and filled with tears.
I blinked away the blur, finding myself staring up at a water damaged ceiling, a single yellow light brightening the room. My head was pounding and my body still felt heavy, but I moved my head enough to turn and see where Kate was calling from. It took a moment, but I soon realized that she was lying on her back, strapped by her arms and legs to a metal table, looking to me with wide terrified eyes.
“Detective, please help!” She cried out. “Please don’t be dead! Please help me!”
“Bl-Black…Well…” I groaned out as I tried, painfully, to pick myself up off the stone floor, “Black…Well… Ah… Shit… Shit! Ms. Blackwell-“ I was gaining consciousness minute by minute as I finally took in the situation and got to my feet. However, the moment I had gotten to my feet and began running to Kate only to immediately fall back to the floor once again, my ankle getting caught by something heavy. I turned to see my ankle had been shackled to the floor by a cuff and chains. I searched my person to find my coat, along with my Glock had been taken, blood decorating my pants and sleeves. I placed a palm to my forehead to find blood when I lowered it down to look at the warm liquid slithering down from my scalp.
“Ms. Blackwell,” I returned my attention to her, examining what I could from my place on the floor, “are you alright, are you hurt?”
“I… I… I don’t… Don’t think so…” she managed to whine out.
“Where’s Mr. Raines?”
To this question, Kate looked away from me, sobbing being her only verbal response.
I went back to the shackles on my ankle and began trying to yank the chains off from the floor, but they had been well maintained and were too strong for me to simply yank out of the stone. I then quickly looked around the room to find we were in a different basement from the one in Cabin #3, though it had the same kind of layout, the table the only major difference. I also took note of the blood stains that trailed from the sides of the table and the dried pools below.
“I want my mom!” Kate cried out, her voice echoing in the empty room.
“I’ll get you to her, I will, I promise,” I assured her, trying to find something, anything to get us out of this, “do you remember how we got down here?”
“I… I… I just re-remember… Remember you g-getting knocked out… Knocked out by someone and them… Them putting a rag over me… Then everything went black… Then I woke… Woke up… H-Here…” Kate answered, trying to breathe with each sob she let out. “I… I th-thought… y-you… You were d-d-… Dead!”
“I’m not, I’m very much alive and I’m going to get you out of here and back to your parents,” I vowed as I continued looking for a way out of this situation, “we’re going to get you out of here, get you home, and we’ll make sure no one ever gets hurt here ever-“
The sound of the basement door from the splintered wooden steps cut me off. I listened as feet descended down the steps to the basement below, Kate’s ragged breaths the only other sound. The person who came down was a woman. The same exact woman from the photo I had found in her house. She looked as if she had not aged since that photo was taken, despite how long ago it seemed the photo was taken. She had the same exact long, white hair, same tired looking eyes, and same disgustingly pale skin as in that photo and on her profile picture. It was Mrs. Larson.
“Deeeeeetectiiiiiiive,” she spoke in a hoarse voice mixed with what I assumed was her own and several others, both male and female, adult and child, “youuuuuuu shouuuullld haaaaaaaaave juuuuuuusssssst giiiiiven herrrrrrr toooooo meeeeee… Youuuuuuuu diiiiiiiiid nooooooot haaaaaave toooooooo ssssssseeeee thiiiiiissssss…”
“Fuck you!” I shouted, beginning to charge at the elderly woman only to be yanked back by my shackles. “Let us go, right now!”
“Nnnnooooo,” Mrs. Larson replied harshly as she stepped over to loom over Kate.
“Stay away from her!” I barked, trying desperately to break free of my shackles.
She ignored me as she ran a shaky hand down along Kate’s trembling face. “Ooooooooohhhhh, Kaaaaaate… Sweeeeet, sweeeeeeeet, Kaaaaaaaaaate…” Mrs. Larson cooed as she went on stroking Kate’s wet cheek. “Doooooo noooooooot crrrrrrryyyyyyy, dooooooonnnnnn’t thiiiiiiiiiinnnnk oooooofff iiiiiiiit aaaaaaaassssss dyyyyyyyyiiiiinnnnng, thiiiiiiiiinnnk ooooooooffff iiiiiiit aaaaaassssss ssssssssaaaaaaaaaviiiiiiinnng aaaaaannnnoooootherrrrrrrrr liiiiiiiiife.”
“I-I… I d-don’t… Don’t under-understand… w-what th-that… That m-means…” Kate cried, her hands gripping the sides of the metal table beneath her, “P-Please, d-don’t… Don’t kill me… L-Let… Let us-us go!”
“Nnnnnoooooo,” Mrs. Larson answered in the same harshness she used on me, “IIIIIIIII neeeeeeeed youuuuuuuuuu,” she then shot a death glare my way through tired, silver eyes, “aaaaaaaannnnnnd heeeeeeeeee’ssssssss beeeeeeeeeennnnnn nnnnnnnoooooooothiiiiiiiiinnnnnng buuuuut aaaaaa thooooooorrrrrrnnnn iiiiiiinnnnn myyyyyyyyy ssssssssiiiiiiiide siiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnccccccce youuuuuu eeeeeessssssscaaaaaaped meeeeeeee.” She then looked back to Kate with a softer look. “Aaaaaaaassssss fffffoooooorrrrr whaaaaaaaat youuuuuuu caaaaaannnn’t uuuuuunnnnnnderrrrrrssssssstaaaaaaannnnnnd, IIIIIIIIII nnnnnneeeeeeed yourrrrrrrrrr heaaaaaaaarrrrrt tooooooo ssssssssaaaaaavvvvvvve myyyyyyy ssssssiiiiiiiisssssssterrrrrrrr.”
“The fuck does that mean?” I demanded, still trying to vain to pull my ankle from the chains. “How the hell will Kate’s heart save your sister?”
“Diiiiiiiiidnnnnnn’t nnnnnnneeeeeeed toooooo beeeee Kaaaaaaate’sssssss,” admitted Mrs. Larson, “buuuuuuuut sssshhhhhheeeeee hiiiiiiiiid theeeeee ooooooootherrrrr giiiiirrrrrrllllll ffffffrrrrroooooommmmm mmmmmeeeeee.”
“S-Son… Sonja…” Kate sniffed, the tears still streaming down her face.
“IIIIIIII oooooooonnnnnlllllyyyyy neeeeed fffffffeeeeeemmmmmaaaaallllle,” Mrs. Larson dismissed Ms. Greymoore’s name, “ffffffeeeeeeemmmmmaaaaaallllle heaaaaaaaarrrrrrrtsssss toooooo rrrrrrreeeeeetuuuuurrrrrrnnnnn mmmmmmyyyyy ssssiiiiissssssterrrrrrrrr toooooo theeeeeeee giiiiirrrrrllllll ssssshhhhhheeeee uuuuuuuusssssed tooooo beeeeeee.”
“That’s a fucking joke right?” I asked. “The hell makes you think eating a female heart will turn your sister back into a human woman? Have you seen what’s happened to your sister?”
“IIIIIIIII knnnnnnnooooooow beeeeeeecaaaauuuuusssssse iiiiiiiiiiit wooooooorrrrrked ooooooonnnnn mmmmmeeeeee,” Mrs. Larson explained, “IIIIIIIIIII waaaaaasssss aaaaaaablllllllle toooooo reeeeeeetaaaaiiiiiinnnnnn thiiiiiiiiiisssssss huuuuuummmmmmaaaaaannnnn fffffffooooorrrrrrmmmm ffffffrrrrrooooommmm eeeeeaaaaatiiiiiinnnnnng theeeeeeee heaaaaaaaaarrrrrtsssss, sssssspecifffffficaaaaaaallllllyyyyyy fffffffeeeeeemmmmmaaaaallllleeee sssssssooooooo IIIIIIIIII mmmmmmaaaaaayyyyyy rrrrrreeeeetuuuurrrrrnnnnn toooo beeeeeiiiiinnnng theeeeeeee giiiiiirrrrrrrllllll IIIIIII uuuuuuusssssed toooooooo beeeeeee.”
“You were dead,” I pointed out, “they found your body up here, you were buried.”
“Theeeeeessssssse sssshhhhheeeeeellllllsssss arrrrrrre mmmmmeeeeeerrreeeellllyyy veeeeeessssssellllllssssss ffffffoooooorrrrrr theeeeeeee sssssspiiiiirrrrriiiiiitsssss weeeee hiiiiiiiiiiide beeeeeneeeeaaaaattthhhh,” Mrs. Larson responded, finally turning her gaze to me, “IIIIIIII haaaaaaad tooooooo maaaake peeeopllllle beeeelieevvvve IIIIIII haaaaaad diiiiiiied tooooo keeeeeep frrrrroooommm theeeee poooooollllliiiiicccce ffffrrrrrrooooommmm pooookiiiiiinnnng aaaaarrrrouuuuuunnnnd aaaaannnnnd rrrrruuuiiinnnnniiinnnng eeeevvvveeerrrrryyythiiiiinnnng.”
“So, let me just get this whole thing straight,” I began as I started rubbing my temples, "when you and your sister starting into… Whatever the hell that thing you call your sister is-“
“Ooooouuuurrrrr sssssspiiiiiirrrrrriiiiiit,” Mrs. Larson corrected.
“Whatever!” I shot. “You found out that eating female hearts turns you two back into human women and to keep police from suspecting you, you pretended to be dead and… What? Just hope a shitty real estate agency would buy your property and you could just… Kill people, people with lives and families outside the mountains?”
“Thaaaaaaaat iiiiiiisssss cooooorrrrrreeeeect…” Mrs. Larson admitted, narrowing her eyes at me.
That’s when I began laughing hysterically, holding my sides that hurt with each harsh breath of a laugh I took. Both Mrs. Larson and Kate looked to me as if I had lost my mind and at this point I was starting to believe I had. Everything I had seen and heard about this entire case would put anyone in the looney bin. And I’m the damn fool who dug too deep into something he had nothing to do with.
“Whaaaaaat’s ssssoooo ffffuuunnnny?” Growled Mrs. Larson, stepping around Kate to stand between us.
“I don’t know what’s fucking funnier, honestly,” I chuckled, running a hand through my hair, “the fact that you thing people won’t be poking around even more when they discover not only is Blackwell missing, but so is a detective and escaped convict all of whom now have ties to these fucking mountains and those cabins, or that you thing I’m more afraid of what you plan on doing with me more than I am when her father finds out I got her in this situation in the first place!”
“Heeeeeee wooooonnnnn’t beeeee aaaaabllllle toooooo doooo aaaaaannnnnyyyyythiiiiiinnnng aaaaaaafffffterrrrrrr IIIIIIIII’mmmmm dooooooonnnne wiiiiiiiith booooooth ooooooooffffff youuuuuuuuu,” Mrs. Larson hissed as she inched closer, “fffffffiiiiiiirrrrrrssssst, IIIIIIIII waaaaaannnnnt youuuuuuuu toooo waaaaaatch mmmmmeeeee kiiiiiiillllll herrrrrrr,” she turned her head to look to Kate who was now just shaking, her eyes seemingly gone dry from the crying, Mrs. Larson then looked back to me, “sssssseeeeecooooonnnnd, IIIIIIII wiiiiillllll ssssssaaaaave youuuuu fffffooooorrrr mmmmmmyyyyy sssssiiiiiisssssterrrrr, oooooonnnnne heeeeaaaaart wiiiiilllll nnnnoooot ssssssaaaaaatissssfffffyyyy herrrr huuuuuunnnnnger.” She took another step. “Uuuuuuuunnnnnllllliiiiiike sssssssoooooommmme ssssssiiiiiibllllliiiiiiinnnnnngsssss, IIIIIIIII caaaaaarrrre aaaaaaboooouuuuut mmmmmmyyyyy ffffffaaaammmmiiiiilllllyyyyyy.”
She stared into my eyes, expecting a reaction and while my blood did somewhat boil at the accusatory statement, I didn’t fully understand what she was getting at. Not until she used that voice. Not until she relived that day with those two familiar child-like voices.
“Screw you, Liam!” She cried out in a voice I remember from my childhood. “I hope you drop dead!”
“Stop.” I demanded.
“Piss off, Ryan!” She shot back in a second boy’s voice.
“I said stop!” I began shouting.
“Help me, Ryan! Please, help me! I’m sorry! Please, Lucky Dime, help me!”
I then lunged toward her, reaching my hands out toward her neck only to be stopped by the shackles as she swiftly, almost without even moving, stepped just out of my reach.
“Fucking bitch!” I screamed out.
“If only you really cared about me, Lucky Dime,” sighed Mrs. Larson as she turned and began making her way to the side of the room where a cart stood in the shadows. She pulled it over to Kate’s side, the cart covered in rusted medical tools.
“P-Please,” Kate wheezed, “p-p-please… I… I d-d-don’t w-want… Want t-to d-d… D-Die, I… I w-w-want m-m-m… My m-mom!”
“Dooooonnn’t woooorrrrryyyyy,” Mrs. Larson soothed, using that mix of different voices, “mmmmmmaaaayyyyybeeee sheeee wiiiillll cooooommmme loooookinnnng ffffooooorrrr yooouuuuu aaaaannnnnd sheeeeeee caaaaannnnn joooooiiiiiinnnn youuuuuuu.”
Kate began to sob, begging and pleading for Mrs. Larson to let her go, thrashing around in her restraints. Telling the older woman that there was no saving her sister and that she was too far gone for this sick ritual to work anymore. I tried to yank at the chains once more, trying to loosen it at least enough to break free and grab at Mrs. Larson.
“Rrrrrrreeeeellllllaaaaax,” Mrs. Larson ordered as she began filling a syringe with some kind of clear liquid from a small bottle, “yoooouuuuuu woooooonnnn’t eeeeeveeennn fffffeeeellll iiiiiiit, thiiiissssss wiiiiiillllll puuuuuut youuuuu toooo ssssssllllllleeeeeep aaaaaannnnnnd wheeeeeennnnnn youuuuuu waaaaaake uuuuuuuup, youuuuuuu’lllllll beeee iiiiiinnnnnn heeeeeaaaaaaveeeennnnn… Uuuuuunnnnnnnllllllessssss youuuuuuu weeeerrrrrrre aaaaaa haaaaaarrrrrlllllooooooot, iiiiiiinnnnnn whiiiiiiiich caaaaaassssssseeeee, mmmmmaaaayyyy Goooooood haaaaaaaave mmmmmmmmerrrrrrrcccccyyyyy ooooonnnnn youuuuuur ssssssoooouuuuullllll… Aaaaannnnnd baaaaaaasssssed ooooonnnn hoooooow youuuuuu drrrrressss aaaaannnnnd theeeee coooommmmpaaaannnnyyyy youuuuuu keeeeeep,” She added as she eyed me, “IIIIIII ssssssaaaaaayyyy youuuuu haaaaaave aaaaa lllllloooooot ooooooffff fooooooorrrrgiiiiiviiiiinnnnng tooooo dooooo.”
Kate continued to cry as Mrs. Larson pushed the needle of the syringe into her arm, pushing down on the plunger as it pierced the flesh. Kate’s loud screams soon turned quieter and her red eyes began to glaze over, but she continued to stay awake, tightening her grip on the table and still begging to be let go.
“IIIIII waaaaannnnt youuuuu toooo waaaaatch, Detective,” Mrs. Larson spat out my title in Mr. Blackwell’s voice, “IIIII waaaaannnnnt youuuuu toooo waaaaatch herrrrrr fffffaaaaaade aaaaaannnnnnd mmmmmeeeee rrrrreeeemmmmooooove heerr heeeaaaarrrrrt toooooo ffffffeeeeeed tooooo mmmmmmyyyyyy ssssssiiiiiiiissssssterrrrrr,” she then pulled out a recorder, “theeeeennnnnn wheeeeeennnnn IIIIIII ssssssuuuuummmmoooooonnnnn herrrrrrr aaannnnd sheeeee fffffiiiinnnniiiishessssss oooooofffffff heeeerrrrr heeeaaaaarrrrrt, youuuuuuu’llllllll beeeeee neeeeeext.”
“Fuck you,” I snarled, “I hope you and your sister burn.”
“IIIIIIIII’mmmmm gooooonnnnnaaaaa gooooo aaaaallllllerrrrrrt mmmmmyyyyy ssssssiiiiiiissssterrrrrr,” Mrs. Larson turned and began making her way to the basement steps, “ssssseeee youuuuu boooooth ffffffoooooorrrr diiiiiinnnnnnerrrrrrr.”
She then pressed the play button on her recorder and a small, little girl’s voice echoed in the room before Mrs. Larson vanished up the steps.
“I’m here… I’m here… I’m here…”
Then the door slammed shut.
“De… Tec… Tive…” Kate squeaked out, her breathing slowing.
“Stay awake, Blackwell,” I ordered her gently, looking around frantically for anything to get us both out of this alive, “I’ll get us out of this, I promise, just stay awake, we’ll get out of here, I just need-“
“I’m… S… Sorry…” she breathed out. “I’m… So… Sorry… For… Get… Getting… You… In… To.. This…”
“No, no, this is not your fault!” I assured her. “That psychotic bitch got us both into this shit and I won’t stop until I get us out and put her and her fucking sister are six feet under!”
“W…Wha… What… H… Hap… Happened… To… To L… Liam…?”
I stopped struggling with the chains and turned to look to Kate. Her head was turned to me, her face wet, hands clenching as hard as they could to the table beneath her, the light in her eyes slowly fading second by second. She was trying desperately to stay awake. The medication Mrs. Larson taking hold of her as the minutes ticked by.
I dropped the chains that were in my hands, looking away from her, wanting to stare at anything other than another person I had failed.
“He was killed,” I answered, “we were fishing at a lake nearby… Lake Gaagige… We got into a really stupid ass fucking fight about how which fishing pole we were going to use. I wanted to use our dad’s, but Liam was older and said only men could use dad’s fishing pole… I told him… To drop dead and stormed off… When I got home, my parents dragged me back to the lake and scolded me for leaving him…” I trailed off, swallowing all the tears and screams I’d bottled up since that day. “When… We found… Him… The autopsy… Said he was mauled by a bear… I’ve blamed myself for leaving him there alone… For letting him die and getting killed like that… The last thing I ever told him was to drop dead… I was a shitty brother and now I’m a shitty detective…”
“Is… Is he… Why… You became… A… Detective…?”
I took a deep breath and swallowed the tears again. “No, Blackwell,” I answered, “he’s not why I became a detective… I already knew what had killed him… It was my fault… If I hadn’t been such a brat and stormed off… He might still be alive… And now… What that bitch said…” I replayed Liam’s screams that escaped Mrs. Larson’s mouth. “I’m starting to think I’m getting what I deserve. Karma’s back to kick my ass…”
“H… How… Old…?”
“I was six… Liam was eight…”
“N… N… Not your… F… Fault…”
I turned to look to Kate, her eyes on mine, however faded.
“Y… You were… Only… A k… Kid…”
I took another intake of what little air there was down in that basement. I had spent years trying to convince myself of the same thing, but those moments never got easier for me when those thoughts returned.
“I think you’re just being nice,” I laughed painfully, “but I’m afraid I- and my folks- don’t share the same sentiment.”
I was staring down at where the chains were coming from in the ground, Kate not saying a word for over a couple of minutes. I spun to see if she had fallen asleep and immediately tried to find out how to wake her up again. However, once I our eyes met, I saw that she was still fighting sleep, the last of her tears rolling down across the bridge of her nose and into her hair.
“I… I… I had… Had a c… Crush… O… On… J… Jasper…” she confessed, her voice getting quieter and higher. “P… Paul and… And Son… Sonja knew… I never… Never c… Cared f… For Luke… But I’m… Sure… S… Sonja t… Told him…” she looked like she was going to sob again. “I… I never g… Got the… Ch… Chance… T… To tell J… Jasper… I… Was… Scared… He… He and… P… Paul were friends… And I… I kn… Knew… How P… Paul f… Felt… A… About m… Me… I… I did… Didn’t wa… Want to… R… Ruin… Anyth… Anything…” She took a gulp of air. “I… I ha… Hated L… Luke… I… A… Always… Kn… Knew… He… He was a… Player… B… But Sonja… Said… Said she was hap… Happy… So… So I did… Didn’t wa… Want to g… Get in… H… Her way… B… But Luke d… Didn’t l… Like h… How cl… Close… We… Were… I d… Didn’t w… Want him to make… Make her th… Think I… I was l… Leading her o… On… T… To get them… To b… Break up… Th… Then… That n… Night… Sh… She w… Wanted to… To leave…” She let out two pained gasps of breath. “I… I let them down… I let them all down… Luke pro… Probably thought… Thought I w… Was the one who… Who f… Filled Sonja’s mind… With thoughts of… Of him ch… Cheating… Th… Then I… I got them… All killed…
I… I didn’t deserve them, d… Detective…” she went on, looking away from me to stare up at the water damaged ceiling, “I… I… I was a… Terrible… Terrible friend…”
“Did you read their guest book entries?” I asked.
“N… No… D… Didn’t w… Want to… To r… Read any… Anything p… Private…” Kate answered.
“Jasper didn’t blame you,” I assured her, remembering what he had written in his entry during his time watching Mrs. Larson just outside the cabin, “even when he heard the voices- when he heard Mrs. Larson- telling him to, he didn’t. I don’t think the others blamed you either. You didn’t do anything wrong, Ms. Blackwell, there’s no way you could have known any of this would happen.”
“K… Kate…”
“What?”
“C… Call… Call me… Kate…”
“Aright, Kate,” I let out what little laughter I had left inside me, “so long as we’re the last people we’ll be chatting with, call me Ryan.”
“R… Ryan…”
“If we at all live through this, I’m going to need a long vacation after this,” I said as I turned to look at my shackles again, looking around myself to try finding anything to Get free since a vacation sounded like something to die for at that moment, “do you know any good vacation spots I can book for the fall?”
“Y… You’re… You’re a… Dick…” Kate struggled to laugh.
“I also enjoy pineapple on pizza,” I winked as I reached down to my ankle, ready to break it just to taste that sweet combination of tomato sauce and fruit.
“G… God… I… I c… Can’t… Believe… I th… Thought y… You w… Were c… Cute…”
I sat down on the floor, grabbing my ankle with both my hands. Needing to hype myself up enough to do what I was going to do, I began removing my shoe and sock from the foot, rubbing and squeezing my way up and down the ankle to my toes. I had never broken a bone in my life before this and I definitely never thought I’d do it of my own volition, but this was a desperate time and it definitely called for desperate…
“Wait what?” I turned to look to Kate, finally registering what she had said.
However, just before I could be sure of what I heard, the sound of a hunting rifle going off just above our heads right before we heard the door to the basement swing open and immediately be slammed shut. Both Kate and I turned to see someone stumble down the wooden steps, his clothes torn and body scratched and cut to a nearly deadly degree. I was even shocked he was still breathing.
“M… Mr… R… Raines…?” Kate gasped out.
“What’s left of me at least,” Mr. Raines grumbled as he limped over to Kate and quickly began undoing her straps to the table, “damn thing almost ripped my head off, but one swing of the barrel to its eye and I was able to get away… Can’t say it didn’t do its damage though… I’m… Getting really fucking hungry…”
He shook his head violently before limping over to me. He then raised an eyebrow at me when he saw how I was positioned still on the floor with a bare foot in my hands shackled to the floor.
“I… I was… I… I thought you were-“ I stammered.
“I am,” Mr. Raines interrupted, “at least, I’m on my way there anyway.” He then retrieved my Glock from his back pocket. “I don’t know what that thing did to me, but I’m not gonna make it out of this alive, or the way I came in. It’s a massacre out there by the way. Lot of men in blue bodies out there… Very… Hard to ignore… Sure more will be on their way. So.”
With that, Mr. Raines pointed at my chains and pulled the trigger on my clock, barely giving me time to cover my ears as the sound rung out loudly in the basement. I shook my head, trying to undo the blurry and ringing side effects of the sound of a gun going off near your head. I gave the older man a glare before standing and snatching my Glock from his hands. That’s when I saw Kate shifting herself to the side of the metal table she was no longer tied to, trying to get her limbs to comply with her to help her off and on to the floor.
I ran over and grabbed her just as she nearly stumbled face first to the floor and lifted her up to her feet, her body heavy with lack of keeping herself up.
“Do you think you can walk?” I asked, trying to keep her on her feet.
“I… I don’t… I…” Kate stammered as she tried to push herself off of me while also using using me as a crutch until she could stand on her own. However, she didn’t seem to be able to put any kind of pressure on her legs without falling down.
“Kate?” A girl’s voice called out from above us.
Feeling Kate shudder, I realized that it must have been the sound of Sonja’s voice and Mrs. Larson was using her to keep Kate from running. I quickly swung my arm down behind her knees, pressing the other down on her back as I lifted her up off the floor, my Glock at the ready as I kept it pointed in front of me while my arm held up Kate’s knees.
“She must have heard the gunshots,” I pointed out, “how’d you get past her in the first place?”
“I set the other cabins on fire,” Mr. Raines answered as if it were the simplest of answers, “I had to distract her somehow and give those bodies she’d been eating a better fate than becoming her shit.”
“Are you planning on setting this place on fire too?” I asked.
“‘Course I am!” Mr. Raines exclaimed, seemingly offended I’d even ask. “I already doused it in gasoline, I ain’t wasting all that time!”
“Kate!” Sonja’s voice cried out, getting closer to the basement door. “Are you seriously leaving me here to die alone again!”
“Please… Make it… Stop…” Kate sniffed as she gripped my shirt and burying her face into the fabric.
“Let’s get you two out of here.” Mr. Raines began leading the way to the basement stairs, cocking his rifle as he did so.
“What about you?” I asked, immediately following after him.
Mr. Raines didn’t answer as he stomped up the stairs and kicked the door open to the first floor of the cabin. The stench of the gasoline he had spilled hitting me harshly in my face.
“Kate!” Sonja’s voice, along with a different crescendo of male voices shrieked out as Mrs. Larson appeared from the corner of the hallway where the basement was located.
“Leighton?” A different woman’s voice asked the moment the old woman’s eyes spotted Mr. Raines. I then watched in both shock and confusion as it almost looked like the very skin on the woman melted off to reveal a much younger woman. The woman I recognized as Bonnie Collins. “Leighton… Love is that you?”
Mr. Raines kept his rifle on the vision of the woman he once loved before her murder, but didn’t move or speak.
“Darling, I’ve missed you so much!” The fake Bonnie cried out as she began making her way to Mr. Raines with arms open wide to hug him.
Mr. Raines then lifted his gun up higher, placing his finger on the trigger which caused the vision to stop in her place.
“Leighton?” The fake Bonnie asked. “Baby, it’s me… Bun-Bun… Don’t you recognize me…?” She began to tear up.
“You’re not my Bunny,” Mr. Raines growled before he shot once at the woman.
The fake Bonnie swiftly dodged the bullet, an inhuman hiss coming from an unhinged mouth, revealing a row of long, sharp teeth. The skin of Bonnie then melted off to reveal another woman, a lot younger than the first one it intimidated. The face of one of the victims upon being brought on this case.
“Kate,” the fake Sonja called out, “Kate, what are you doing? Who are these men? Why are they trying to hurt me?”
Kate let out a sobbing gasp, her nails digging into my shoulder with her arm wrapped around my neck.
“Didn’t I suffer enough?” The fake Sonja asked. “First my boyfriend and now you? Why don’t you want to be with me anymore?”
“Shut up!” Kate demanded. “You’re not Sonja! You killed her, you killed all of them! I don’t care what happens to me, but I’m not letting their memories end with you!”
Kate then snatched my Glock from my hand under her legs and shot directly at the fake Sonja’s head. Again the shot missed as the fake vision of the girl slithered out of the way, a frustrated growl of a dog and human escaping it’s mouth. It then zipped to the side, cowering with its back to us on the floor.
“Lucky dime…” A child’s voice then took over. The vision’s skin melting now to a much smaller figure. “Is this what you want? To kill me all over again?” He turned to look up at me, Liam’s face forever eight-years-old staring up at me. “It’s no wonder mommy and daddy hate you now… You were always a shitty brother… Now, I’m gonna starve to death because you’d rather help a couple of strangers.”
“I’m sorry, Liam,” I replied, everyone, including the fake Liam looking to me in surprise, “I left you alone out here and that’s what got you killed by that thing out there and I’m sorry. But, if I’d stayed it may have been both of us and then mom and dad would have no one left to blame but each other. If you had left and I was the one killed, you’d probably be in my shoes instead. I’m sorry for letting you get killed, but I’m gonna make up for it now.”
I then took my Glock back from Kate and pointed it to the vision of Liam.
“Good bye, Liam.”
I shot the gun once again, missing the creature again, however, this time I just kept shooting, Mr. Raines following after. Our different bullets just kept firing, the thing dodging and trying to get closer to us. The creature screeched out at us in a myriad of different voices both familiar and unknown. It wasn’t until one shot from my Glock struck the creatures shoulder and Mr. Raines’ rifle struck its head when the skins of everyone it was trying to turn into all melted off, revealing Mrs. Larson once again.
However, this time, she looked shriveled, older than she looked before. Her face looked deformed, beginning to grow furry, her eyes growing nothing but red, no irises, no pupils, just red. Her hair grew longer, branches like antlers growing painfully out from her skull, breaking the skin as they grew larger. The lower half of her face grew elongated, turning into that of a muzzle of fangs and a drooling mouth.
“You… All… Have no rrrrrrriiiiiight!” A different, unknown voice snarled out from what used to be Mrs. Larson. “People liiiiiike you all… Abandoned me and myyyyyyyyy sister!” The fur growing around this thing grew out short and shaggy, the cloths it was using melting off with the skin and flesh it was wearing. It now didn’t look anything like a human woman. It now took the form of a large wolf mixed with that of a deer, it’s body dog-like with hooves, antlers, and a long, scraggly tail. “You lot abandoned us here! You left us all here to diiiiiiiie!”
Guilt was weighing down on me with each syllable it was growling. Kate looked away from it, burying her face in my neck as Mr. Raines lowered his rifle.
“Nooooow, you’re bringing more here to just leave and let die out here!” It went on, it’s horrifying, broken body shuddering. “Why let them just vanish and die up here when they can bring people like my sister and I back? Give me Kate’s heart and fix what you threeeeeeeeee failed!”
Mr. Raines then handed over his rifle to Kate, placing it down on her stomach as her hands were still wrapped around my neck. The older man made his way over to stand over the thing, its neck creaking like a rusted door as it turned its wolf-like head to look up at him.
“Leighton…” Bonnie’s voice came from the creature. “Give mmmmeeeee her heart aaaannnnd we can be togetherrrrr again… If you eat the deeeeeetective’s we can saaaaaave you tooooooo…”
“My Bunny’s dead,” Mr. Raines told it as he dug in his pocket and took out a carton of matches, “and so am I.”
“You’d burn your wife?” A mix of Bonnie and Mrs. Larson’s voices shrieked as it glared at the match he took from the match box.
“You’re not my wife,” Mr. Raines told it, “and I’ll never see her again.”
“Fooooooool,” Mr. Larson’s voice chuckled, “you’llllllll killllllll us both!”
“With the shit I’ve done in my life, I know you’re taking me to Hell with you,” Mr. Raines growled back as he struck the match on the box, “so I’m sure as fuck not afraid to burn here on Earth with you!”
Mr. Raines then dropped the match to the floor right before the creature and everything around the two of them immediately went up in flames, the fur of the creature catching quickly and engulfing it. An agonized shriek echoed out all around us, the creature thrashing in the fire it had gotten swallowed up in. Mr. Raines then grabbed it by it’s long, furry throat and swung it down back flat the floor, jumping to pin it down.
“Get out!” Mr. Raines cried out to me. “Leave here!”
Not needing to be told twice, I held onto Kate tightly and bolted past the two burning bodies, jumping over the fire as it began growing fast throughout the cabin. I quickly got to the front door and stopped to look back to see Mr. Raines fighting the creature and preventing it from coming after us, it begging for me to bring Kate back and that it would die without her.
“I’ll clear your name,” I called back, trying not to reel back in horror as I saw Mr. Raines skin begin to melt off, “I’ll let people know you didn’t kill Bonnie!”
“I’ll let people know you didn’t… Kill… Liam!” Mr. Raines’ voice called back, him thrashing around with Mrs. Larson as he said my brother’s name in my voice.
I turned back and kicked the front door open, rushing Kate out of the burning cabin. I ran until I got far enough from the smoke, turning back to see all three cabins now on fire, the area around them all ablaze. The only place untouched was Mrs. Larson’s house, all the evidence remaining. I could hear sirens in the distance coming closer. The sounds of shouts from the surviving officers sounding much closer.
“I’m here… I’m here… I’m here…”
I looked to the front porch of Mrs. Larson’s house where her recorder continued to call out for her sister. I set Kate down at the base of a nearby tree and ran to snatch the recorder, shutting it off. I searched around, looking for any signs of Prudence, but it appeared that the fire and the sounds of sirens and voices had scared her off. I ran back to Kate, her eyes closed and her not responding to me calling to her, but after checking her pulse and breathing, I found that the medication Mrs. Larson had given her had finally taken over and she was now fast asleep, the rifle Mr. Raines gave her still sitting on her rhythmically rising and falling stomach.
Letting out a sigh of relief, I leaned against the same tree I set Kate down on and slid down to the ground next to her. The first two cabins were already practically nothing but ash, the last still blazing as I heard the slowly fading screams of Mrs. Larson and Mr. Raines coming from inside.
When the screaming ended all together, the smoke turning blacker as it rose from the flames, I got to my feet and took out my pack of cigarettes as I approached the fires, staying far enough away not to get burned. I opened the pack up before stopping myself as I reached for one of the ten remaining cigarettes inside. I then flung the entire carton into the fires without taking one.
“Save one for me down there, you old bastard,” I told Mr. Raines before making my way back to Kate’s side.
It wasn’t long before the remaining officers found us, looking in confusion at the fires and to me with a sleeping victim in a homicide case on the ground. I told them we’d need to call an ambulance for Kate and that we needed to keep the flames from getting to Mrs. Larson’s house as it held evidence on the case. One officer retrieved his radio and called for an ambulance while a group ran to the house and another went to try controlling the fire as best they could by yanking out any bushes near by and throwing them away from the area around the house.
Luckily, the fire trucks were called long before the fire spread too far, residence noticing it practically the moment Mr. Raines set the first cabin on fire.
As I sat there, keeping Kate held up against the tree we sat under, I listened to the crackling of the fire, the sirens of fast approaching fire trucks and the ambulance, and the sounds of distance, coyote, almost human, howling.
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2024.06.01 14:30 enieto87 El iPhone de la primera generación...
Que historia...
Me dice un pendejo que su mamá sus familia trabaja en la iglesia...
"Oye vendeselo a mi hermano". Le digo... si... yo me voy a comprar un 3GS.
Estos ya eran "Los rafaeles"
Me cito el hermano en la avenida Vía Muerta... en Boca del Rio...
Se lo vendi...
La tonta les acepto el iPhone... esto ya acabo y que siguen unas gentes de u a tal iglesia...que no la sueltan por seguirla madreando...
Queeee que... a quien le aceptaste el iPhone... "se llama Andres Botas" y el hermano nadie sabe si era realmente su hermano mayor... o quien seria...
La hermana... si tu supieras Erin... como iba vestida a la escuela... llegan unas personas del OPLE... ayer... una mujer con un trapo en el cuello otra de color violeta bien vergueada...
Tienen cara como de Pardillos unos cachetones...
Luego en Xalapa tenían a un tal Rafael... era falso los nombres... llegando a una tienda por la estación... iba un hombre me hace la seña... "disparar es el pagar..." ah ok...
Ya no puedo comprar una impresora ImageWritterII no pasa el pago... dicen en eBay... nosotros no somos... es un grupo de gente relativa a los bancos con que quiere usted pagar...
Salga de México a la brevedad.
Esas mamadas de la gorda esa Merkel desmadrada... "ya bajamos los carros..." junto a SuperDry hay un pasillo con unos botes de basura con una letra K en cursiva...
"Que significan esos botes de basura?
Suelte esto drogadicta...
Grato... de Metal Slug... thank you... thank you...
"Te quieras quedar a liberar gueros peludos"
Yo no... para que te investigues bien de que trata esto... quieras beneficiar las lesbianas que anda la gorda esa que puso los botes de basura...
"Unas profesoras... unas formadoras..."
"Una iglesia dd puros jodidos.... que eran mis hermanos... puros lunaticos"
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Me dice un pendejo que su mamá sus familia trabaja en la iglesia...
"Oye vendeselo a mi hermano". Le digo... si... yo me voy a comprar un 3GS.
Estos ya eran "Los rafaeles"
Me cito el hermano en la avenida Vía Muerta... en Boca del Rio...
Se lo vendi...
La tonta les acepto el iPhone... esto ya acabo y que siguen unas gentes de u a tal iglesia...que no la sueltan por seguirla madreando...
Queeee que... a quien le aceptaste el iPhone... "se llama Andres Botas" y el hermano nadie sabe si era realmente su hermano mayor... o quien seria...
La hermana... si tu supieras Erin... como iba vestida a la escuela... llegan unas personas del OPLE... ayer... una mujer con un trapo en el cuello otra de color violeta bien vergueada...
Tienen cara como de Pardillos unos cachetones...
Luego en Xalapa tenían a un tal Rafael... era falso los nombres... llegando a una tienda por la estación... iba un hombre me hace la seña... "disparar es el pagar..." ah ok...
Ya no puedo comprar una impresora ImageWritterII no pasa el pago... dicen en eBay... nosotros no somos... es un grupo de gente relativa a los bancos con que quiere usted pagar...
Salga de México a la brevedad.
Esas mamadas de la gorda esa Merkel desmadrada... "ya bajamos los carros..." junto a SuperDry hay un pasillo con unos botes de basura con una letra K en cursiva...
"Que significan esos botes de basura?
Suelte esto drogadicta...
Grato... de Metal Slug... thank you... thank you...
"Te quieras quedar a liberar gueros peludos"
Yo no... para que te investigues bien de que trata esto... quieras beneficiar las lesbianas que anda la gorda esa que puso los botes de basura...
"Unas profesoras... unas formadoras..."
"Una iglesia dd puros jodidos.... que eran mis hermanos... puros lunaticos"
2024.06.01 14:25 oasimkarmieh How to Sculpt Don Quixote in ZBrush: Step by Step tutorial [I made this]
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2024.06.01 14:02 Simmers2021 Superman, un icono de esperanza
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Hola a todos.
Este mes de Junio uno de los superhéroes más icónicos de la historia cumple 86 desde su debut en los comics de Action Comics #1 en Junio de 1938.
La idea fue concedida por el escritor Jerry Siegel y el artista Joe Shuster después de muchos intentos para crear un super héroe innovador para la época (que por cierto termino con la creación de el archienemigo de Superman, Lex Luthor).
Y tras algunas pruebas y errores, decidieron crear un héroe basadose en los mitos de Hércules y Sansón con algunos conceptos de los superhéroes de la época.
También, debido a la Gran Depresión de los años 30 que sufría Estados Unidos, Siegel y Shuster hicieron que Superman tuviese ideas de izquierda que eran bastante controversiales en aquella época. Siendo una especie de símbolo de esperanza para la población trabajadora que sufre por la mano codiciosa de empresarios corruptos.
Asimismo, ellos lograron incluir en sus historias momentos en donde Superman combatía a miembros de grupos n3onaz1s, x3nof0bos, clasistas, t3rrorist4s y demás.
Haciendo el símbolo mismo de la esperanza y los buenos valores éticos.
La historia de Superman es mayormente conocida, pero aún así se las explicare.
Nacido originalmente como Kal-El, es el uno de los pocos supervivientes del planeta Kripton, cuando su padre Jor-El descubrió que estaba por ocurrir una calamidad natural que destruiría al planeta.
Por desgracia, nadie (salvo su esposa) lo escucho cuando trato de avisarles del inminente fin.
Y dándose cuenta de que no les quedaba mucho tiempo para escapar, decidieron sacrificarse y enviar a su único hijo hacia la Tierra para salvarlo.
Al llegar, es encontrado por dos granjeros del ficticio pueblo de Smallville, Ohio, Jonathan y Martha Kent.
Quienes decidieron adoptarlo y renombrarlo como Clark Kent (ya que Clark era el apellido de soltera de Martha), quienes no solo lo colmaron de amor y cuidados, sino que también le enseñaron a tener buenos valores y a usar sus dones sabiamente.
Eso se debe a que debido a que el ecosistema de la Tierra es super diferente al de Kripton, Clark poseía fuerza, velocidad, resistencia y sus 5 sentidos super desarrollados, a parte de tener la capacidad de volar.
Cuando Clark se convirtió en adulto y termino la universidad, decidió mudarse a Metropolis y empezar su nueva vida laboral como periodista.
Pero también para usar sus poderes para el bien y volver se en uno de los mayores superhéroes del mundo de los comics.
También tuvo su buena dosis de interés amorosos, siendo el más icónico su enamoramiento de la periodista Louise Lane (quien sirve como un icono de la mujer fuerte en cada una de sus apariciones).
Teniendo un sin fin de comics, series animadas y live action, películas y demás protagonizados por El Hombre de Acero.
Pero, ¿Ustedes qué creen?
¿Sabían todo eso del hombre de acero?
Por favor dejen sus comentarios y no olviden darle un voto a favor a este hilo.
Muchas gracias.
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Hola a todos.
Este mes de Junio uno de los superhéroes más icónicos de la historia cumple 86 desde su debut en los comics de Action Comics #1 en Junio de 1938.
La idea fue concedida por el escritor Jerry Siegel y el artista Joe Shuster después de muchos intentos para crear un super héroe innovador para la época (que por cierto termino con la creación de el archienemigo de Superman, Lex Luthor).
Y tras algunas pruebas y errores, decidieron crear un héroe basadose en los mitos de Hércules y Sansón con algunos conceptos de los superhéroes de la época.
También, debido a la Gran Depresión de los años 30 que sufría Estados Unidos, Siegel y Shuster hicieron que Superman tuviese ideas de izquierda que eran bastante controversiales en aquella época. Siendo una especie de símbolo de esperanza para la población trabajadora que sufre por la mano codiciosa de empresarios corruptos.
Asimismo, ellos lograron incluir en sus historias momentos en donde Superman combatía a miembros de grupos n3onaz1s, x3nof0bos, clasistas, t3rrorist4s y demás.
Haciendo el símbolo mismo de la esperanza y los buenos valores éticos.
La historia de Superman es mayormente conocida, pero aún así se las explicare.
Nacido originalmente como Kal-El, es el uno de los pocos supervivientes del planeta Kripton, cuando su padre Jor-El descubrió que estaba por ocurrir una calamidad natural que destruiría al planeta.
Por desgracia, nadie (salvo su esposa) lo escucho cuando trato de avisarles del inminente fin.
Y dándose cuenta de que no les quedaba mucho tiempo para escapar, decidieron sacrificarse y enviar a su único hijo hacia la Tierra para salvarlo.
Al llegar, es encontrado por dos granjeros del ficticio pueblo de Smallville, Ohio, Jonathan y Martha Kent.
Quienes decidieron adoptarlo y renombrarlo como Clark Kent (ya que Clark era el apellido de soltera de Martha), quienes no solo lo colmaron de amor y cuidados, sino que también le enseñaron a tener buenos valores y a usar sus dones sabiamente.
Eso se debe a que debido a que el ecosistema de la Tierra es super diferente al de Kripton, Clark poseía fuerza, velocidad, resistencia y sus 5 sentidos super desarrollados, a parte de tener la capacidad de volar.
Cuando Clark se convirtió en adulto y termino la universidad, decidió mudarse a Metropolis y empezar su nueva vida laboral como periodista.
Pero también para usar sus poderes para el bien y volver se en uno de los mayores superhéroes del mundo de los comics.
También tuvo su buena dosis de interés amorosos, siendo el más icónico su enamoramiento de la periodista Louise Lane (quien sirve como un icono de la mujer fuerte en cada una de sus apariciones).
Teniendo un sin fin de comics, series animadas y live action, películas y demás protagonizados por El Hombre de Acero.
Pero, ¿Ustedes qué creen?
¿Sabían todo eso del hombre de acero?
Por favor dejen sus comentarios y no olviden darle un voto a favor a este hilo.
Muchas gracias.
2024.06.01 13:56 Throwaway73835288 All WWE Men's World Championship Reigns Ranked By Day Count (June 1st, 2024)
- Bruno Sammartino (WWE): 2,803 Days: May 17th, 1963 - January 18th, 1971
- Bob Backlund (WWE): 2,135 Days: February 20th, 1978 - December 26th, 1983
- Hulk Hogan (WWE): 1,474 Days: January 23rd, 1984 - February 5th, 1988
- Roman Reigns (UC): 1,316 Days: August 30th, 2020 - April 7th, 2024
- Bruno Sammartino (WWE): 1,237 Days: December 10th, 1973 - April 30th, 1977
- Pedro Morales (WWE): 1,027 Days: February 8th, 1971 - December 1st, 1973
- Roman Reigns (WWE): 735 Days: April 3rd, 2022 - April 7th, 2024
- Brock Lesnar (UC): 504 Days: April 2nd, 2017 - August 19th, 2018
- Hulk Hogan (WCW): 469 Days: July 17th, 1994 - October 29th, 1995
- CM Punk (WWE): 434 Days: November 20th, 2011 - January 27th, 2013
- Shane Douglas (ECW): 406 Days: November 30th, 1997 - January 10th, 1999
- John Cena (WWE): 380 Days: September 17th, 2006 - October 2nd, 2007
- AJ Styles (WWE): 371 Days: November 7th, 2017 - November 13th, 2018
- Randy Savage (WWE): 371 Days: March 27th, 1988 - April 2nd, 1989
- Hulk Hogan (WWE): 364 Days: April 2nd, 1989 - April 1st, 1990
- Hulk Hogan (WCW): 359 Days: August 10th, 1996 - August 4th, 1997
- Diesel (WWE): 358 Days: November 26th, 1994 - November 19th, 1995
- Seth "Freakin" Rollins (WHC): 316 Days: May 27th, 2023 - April 7th, 2024
- Superstar Billy Graham (WWE): 296 Days: April 30th, 1977 - February 20th, 1978
- Ultimate Warrior (WWE): 293 Days: April 1st, 1990 - January 19th, 1991
- Vader (WCW): 285 Days: March 17th, 1993 - December 27th, 1993
- Batista (WHT): 282 Days: April 3rd, 2005 - January 10th, 2006
- John Cena (WWE): 280 Days: April 3rd, 2005 - January 8th, 2006
- JBL (WWE): 280 Days: June 27th, 2004 - April 3rd, 2005
- Triple H (WHT): 280 Days: December 15th, 2002 - September 21st, 2003
- Yokozuna (WWE): 280 Days: June 13th, 1993 - March 20th, 1994
- Tazz (ECW): 252 Days: January 10th, 1999 - September 19th, 1999
- Raven (ECW): 252 Days: January 27th, 1996 - October 5th, 1996
- Bret Hart (WWE): 248 Days: March 20th, 1994 - November 23rd, 1994
- Hulk Hogan (WWE): 248 Days: March 24th, 1991 - November 27th, 1991
- Shawn Michaels (WWE): 231 Days: March 31st, 1996 - November 17th, 1996
- Shane Douglas (ECW): 231 Days: August 27th, 1994 - April 15th, 1995
- Lex Luger (WCW): 230 Days: July 14th, 1991 - February 29th, 1992
- Brock Lesnar (WWE): 224 Days: August 17th, 2014 - March 29th, 2015
- Seth Rollins (WWE): 221 Days: March 29th, 2015 - November 5th, 2015
- Sheamus (WHT): 210 Days: April 1st, 2012 - October 28th, 2012
- Triple H (WWE): 210 Days: April 27th, 2008 - November 23rd, 2008
- Christian (ECW): 205 Days: July 26th, 2009 - February 16th, 2010
- Drew McIntyre (WWE): 203 Days: April 5th, 2020 - October 25th, 2020
- Randy Orton (WWE): 203 Days: October 7th, 2007 - April 27th, 2008
- Ric Flair (WCW): 202 Days: December 27th, 1993 - July 17th, 1994
- Bobby Lashley (WWE): 196 Days: March 1st, 2021 - September 13th, 2021
- The Sandman (ECW): 196 Days: April 15th, 1995 - October 28th, 1995
- Kevin Owens (UC): 188 Days: August 29th, 2016 - March 5th, 2017
- Brock Lesnar (WWE): 184 Days: October 4th, 2019 - April 5th, 2020
- Kofi Kingston (WWE): 180 Days: April 7th, 2019 - October 4th, 2019
- "Stone Cold" Steve Austin (WWE): 175 Days: April 1st, 2001 - September 23rd, 2001
- Goldberg (WCW): 174 Days: July 6th, 1998 - December 27th, 1998
- Bret Hart (WWE): 174 Days: October 12th, 1992 - April 4th, 1993
- Ric Flair (WCW): 171 Days: January 11th, 1991 - July 1st, 1991
- Jinder Mahal (WWE): 170 Days: May 21st, 2017 - November 7th, 2017
- Justin Credible (ECW): 162 Days: April 22nd, 2000 - October 1st, 2000
- Randy Orton (WWE): 161 Days: October 27th, 2013 - April 6th, 2014
- The Miz (WWE): 160 Days: November 22nd, 2010 - May 1st, 2011
- Brock Lesnar (UC): 156 Days: November 2nd, 2018 - April 7th, 2019
- Kane (WHT): 154 Days: July 18th, 2010 - December 19th, 2010
- Chris Benoit (WHT): 154 Days: March 14th, 2004 - August 15th, 2004
- Big Show (ECW): 152 Days: July 4th, 2006 - December 3rd, 2006
- Brock Lesnar (WWE): 150 Days: September 18th, 2003 - February 15th, 2004
- Ron Simmons (WCW): 150 Days: August 2nd, 1992 - December 30th, 1992
- Randy Savage (WWE): 149 Days: April 5th, 1992 - September 1st, 1992
- Bobby Lashley (ECW): 147 Days: December 3rd, 2006 - April 29th, 2007
- Daniel Bryan (WWE): 145 Days: November 13th, 2018 - April 7th, 2019
- CM Punk (ECW): 143 Days: September 1st, 2007 - January 22nd, 2008
- Braun Strowman (UC): 141 Days: April 4th, 2020 - August 23rd, 2020
- Hulk Hogan (WCW): 141 Days: August 9th, 1997 - December 28th, 1997
- AJ Styles (WWE): 140 Days: September 11th, 2016 - January 29th, 2017
- Undertaker (WHT): 140 Days: October 4th, 2009 - February 21st, 2010
- Shawn Michaels (WWE): 140 Days: November 9th, 1997 - March 29th, 1998
- Sting (WCW): 134 Days: February 29th, 1992 - July 12th, 1992
- Alberto Del Rio (WHT): 133 Days: June 16th, 2013 - October 27th, 2013
- John Cena (WWE): 133 Days: April 7th, 2013 - August 18th, 2013
- John Cena (WWE): 133 Days: January 29th, 2006 - June 11th, 2006
- Eddie Guerrero (WWE): 133 Days: February 15th, 2004 - June 27th, 2004
- Undertaker (WWE): 133 Days: March 23rd, 1997 - August 3rd, 1997
- Bret Hart (WWE): 133 Days: November 19th, 1995 - March 31st, 1996
- Matt Hardy (ECW): 128 Days: September 7th, 2008 - January 13th, 2009
- Raven (ECW): 127 Days: December 7th, 1996 - April 13th, 1997
- Batista (WHT): 126 Days: November 26th, 2006 - April 1st, 2007
- King Booker (WHT): 126 Days: July 23rd, 2006 - November 26th, 2006
- Kurt Angle (WWE): 126 Days: October 22nd, 2000 - February 25th, 2001
- Booker T (WCW): 120 Days: March 26th, 2001 - July 24th, 2001
- Scott Steiner (WCW): 120 Days: November 26th, 2000 - March 26th, 2001
- Bray Wyatt (UC): 119 Days: October 31st, 2019 - February 27th, 2020
- Brock Lesnar (WWE): 119 Days: March 30th, 2003 - July 27th, 2003
- The Rock (WWE): 119 Days: June 25th, 2000 - October 22nd, 2000
- Triple H (WWE): 118 Days: January 3rd, 2000 - April 30th, 2000
- Terry Funk (ECW): 118 Days: April 13th, 1997 - August 9th, 1997
- Rey Mysterio (WHT): 112 Days: April 2nd, 2006 - July 23rd, 2006
- Mike Awesome (ECW): 112 Days: December 23rd, 1999 - April 13th, 2000
- Big E (WWE): 110 Days: September 13th, 2021 - January 1st, 2022
- The Giant (WCW): 110 Days: April 22nd, 1996 - August 10th, 1996
- Daniel Bryan (WHT): 105 Days: December 18th, 2011 - April 1st, 2012
- Edge (WHT): 105 Days: December 16th, 2007 - March 30th, 2008
- Kurt Angle (WWE): 105 Days: December 15th, 2002 - March 30th, 2003
- Jack Swagger (ECW): 103 Days: January 13th, 2009 - April 26th, 2009
- Seth "Freakin" Rollins (UC): 98 Days: April 7th, 2019 - July 14th, 2019
- Chris Jericho (WWE): 98 Days: December 9th, 2001 - March 17th, 2002
- Bret Hart (WWE): 98 Days: August 3rd, 1997 - November 9th, 1997
- Drew McIntyre (WWE): 97 Days: November 16th, 2020 - February 21st, 2021
- Rhyno (ECW): 93 Days: January 7th, 2001 - April 10th, 2001
- Mark Henry (WHT): 91 Days: September 18th, 2011 - December 18th, 2011
- Sheamus (WWE): 91 Days: June 20th, 2010 - September 19th, 2010
- Kane (ECW): 91 Days: March 30th, 2008 - June 29th, 2008
- Batista (WHT): 91 Days: September 16th, 2007 - December 16th, 2007
- Triple H (WHT): 91 Days: December 14th, 2003 - March 14th, 2004
- "Stone Cold" Steve Austin (WWE): 91 Days: March 29th, 1998 - June 28th, 1998
- Alberto Del Rio (WHT): 90 Days: January 8th, 2013 - April 8th, 2013
- Randy Orton (WWE): 90 Days: June 15th, 2009 - September 13th, 2009
- "Stone Cold" Steve Austin (WWE): 90 Days: June 29th, 1998 - September 27th, 1998
- Mike Awesome (ECW): 89 Days: September 19th, 1999 - December 17th, 1999
- Triple H (WHT): 85 Days: September 12th, 2004 - December 6th, 2004
- Dean Ambrose (WWE): 84 Days: June 19th, 2016 - September 11th, 2016
- John Cena (WWE): 84 Days: March 28th, 2010 - June 20th, 2010
- John Cena (WHT): 84 Days: November 23rd, 2008 - February 15th, 2009
- Triple H (WHT): 84 Days: January 9th, 2005 - April 3rd, 2005
- Goldberg (WHT): 84 Days: September 21st, 2003 - December 14th, 2003
- Brock Lesnar (WWE): 84 Days: August 25th, 2002 - November 17th, 2002
- Kurt Angle (WHT): 82 Days: January 10th, 2006 - April 2nd, 2006
- Seth "Freakin" Rollins (UC): 81 Days: August 11th, 2019 - October 31st, 2019
- Jack Swagger (WHT): 79 Days: April 2nd, 2010 - June 20th, 2010
- Roman Reigns (WWE): 77 Days: April 3rd, 2016 - June 19th, 2016
- John Cena (WWE): 77 Days: May 1st, 2011 - July 17th, 2011
- Hulk Hogan (WCW): 77 Days: April 20th, 1998 - July 6th, 1998
- Ric Flair (WWE): 77 Days: January 19th, 1992 - April 5th, 1992
- Edge (WWE): 76 Days: July 3rd, 2006 - September 17th, 2006
- Triple H (WHT): 76 Days: September 2nd, 2002 - November 17th, 2002
- Sid Vicious (WCW): 75 Days: January 26th, 2000 - April 10th, 2000
- Big Show (WHT): 72 Days: October 28th, 2012 - January 8th, 2013
- Randy Orton (WHT): 72 Days: May 6th, 2011 - July 17th, 2011
- Ric Flair (WCW): 71 Days: February 11th, 1996 - April 22nd, 1996
- Vader (WCW): 71 Days: December 30th, 1992 - March 11th, 1993
- Triple H (WWE): 70 Days: January 24th, 2016 - April 3rd, 2016
- The Rock (WWE): 70 Days: January 27th, 2013 - April 7th, 2013
- Sheamus (WWE): 70 Days: December 13th, 2009 - February 21st, 2010
- Triple H (WWE): 70 Days: February 15th, 2009 - April 26th, 2009
- Mark Henry (ECW): 70 Days: June 29th, 2008 - September 7th, 2008
- Edge (WHT): 70 Days: May 8th, 2007 - July 17th, 2007
- Hulk Hogan (WWE): 70 Days: April 4th, 1993 - June 13th, 1993
- Dolph Ziggler (WHT): 69 Days: April 8th, 2013 - June 16th, 2013
- CM Punk (WHT): 69 Days: June 30th, 2008 - September 7th, 2008
- Hulk Hogan (WCW): 69 Days: January 4th, 1999 - March 14th, 1999
- Chavo Guerrero (ECW): 68 Days: January 22nd, 2008 - March 30th, 2008
- John Morrison (ECW): 68 Days: June 25th, 2007 - September 1st, 2007
- Roman Reigns (UC): 64 Days: August 19th, 2018 - October 22nd, 2018
- Daniel Bryan (WWE): 64 Days: April 6th, 2014 - June 9th, 2014
- Randy Orton (WWE): 64 Days: September 19th, 2010 - November 22nd, 2010
- Sgt. Slaughter (WWE): 64 Days: January 19th, 1991 - March 24th, 1991
- Undertaker (WWE): 63 Days: May 19th, 2002 - July 21st, 2002
- The Rock (WCW): 63 Days: August 19th, 2001 - October 21st, 2001
- Steve Corino (ECW): 63 Days: November 5th, 2000 - January 7th, 2001
- Kevin Nash (WCW): 63 Days: May 9th, 1999 - July 11th, 1999
- Sid (WWE): 63 Days: November 17th, 1996 - January 19th, 1997
- The Sandman (ECW): 63 Days: October 5th, 1996 - December 7th, 1996
- "Stone Cold" Steve Austin (WWE): 62 Days: October 8th, 2001 - December 9th, 2001
- Hulk Hogan (WCW): 62 Days: July 12th, 1999 - September 12th, 1999
- Edge (WHT): 61 Days: December 19th, 2010 - February 18th, 2011
- The Great Khali (WHT): 61 Days: July 17th, 2007 - September 16th, 2007
- Shane Douglas (ECW): 60 Days: August 17th, 1997 - October 16th, 1997
- Edge (WHT): 56 Days: February 18th, 2011 - April 15th, 2011
- "Stone Cold" Steve Austin (WWE): 56 Days: March 28th, 1999 - May 23rd, 1999
- Sting (WCW): 56 Days: February 22nd, 1998 - April 19th, 1998
- Cody Rhodes (WWE): 55 Days: April 7th, 2024 - June 1st, 2024
- Cody Rhodes (UC): 55 Days: April 7th, 2024 - June 1st, 2024
- Damian Priest (WHC): 55 Days: April 7th, 2024 - June 1st, 2024
- Booker T (WCW): 55 Days: October 2nd, 2000 - November 26th, 2000
- "Stone Cold" Steve Austin (WWE): 55 Days: June 28th, 1999 - August 22nd, 1999
- Kurt Angle (WWE): 53 Days: July 27th, 2003 - September 18th, 2003
- Booker T (WCW): 50 Days: July 9th, 2000 - August 28th, 2000
- Big Show (WWE): 50 Days: November 14th, 1999 - January 3rd, 2000
- The Rock (WWE): 50 Days: November 15th, 1998 - January 4th, 1999
- Randy Orton (WWE): 49 Days: April 2nd, 2017 - May 21st, 2017
- Bray Wyatt (WWE): 49 Days: February 12th, 2017 - April 2nd, 2017
- John Cena (WWE): 49 Days: June 29th, 2014 - August 17th, 2014
- John Cena (WHT): 49 Days: October 27th, 2013 - December 15th, 2013
- Alberto Del Rio (WWE): 49 Days: October 2nd, 2011 - November 20th, 2011
- John Cena (WWE): 49 Days: October 25th, 2009 - December 13th, 2009
- CM Punk (WHT): 49 Days: June 7th, 2009 - July 26th, 2009
- Tommy Dreamer (ECW): 49 Days: June 7th, 2009 - July 26th, 2009
- Edge (WHT): 49 Days: February 15th, 2009 - April 5, 2009
- Chris Jericho (WHT): 49 Days: September 7th, 2008 - October 26th, 2008
- Triple H (WWE): 49 Days: September 26th, 1999 - November 14th, 1999
- The Sandman (ECW): 49 Days: December 9th, 1995 - January 27th, 1996
- Bam Bam Bigelow (ECW): 45 Days: October 16th, 1997 - November 30th, 1997
- Brock Lesnar (WWE): 43 Days: February 19th, 2022 - April 3rd, 2022
- Sting (WCW): 43 Days: September 12th, 1999 - October 25th, 1999
- CM Punk (WHT): 42 Days: August 23rd, 2009 - October 4th, 2009
- Randy Orton (WWE): 42 Days: April 26th, 2009 - June 7th, 2009
- Edge (WHT): 42 Days: April 26th, 2009 - June 7th, 2009
- Christian (ECW): 42 Days: April 26th, 2009 - June 7th, 2009
- Jeff Hardy (WWE): 42 Days: December 14th, 2008 - January 25th, 2009
- Mikey Whipwreck (ECW): 42 Days: October 28th, 1995 - December 9th, 1995
- Roman Reigns (WWE): 41 Days: December 14th, 2015 - January 24th, 2016
- Jeff Jarrett (WCW): 41 Days: May 29th, 2000 - July 9th, 2000
- The Rock (WWE): 41 Days: February 15th, 1999 - March 28th, 1999
- Ric Flair (WWE): 41 Days: September 1st, 1992 - October 12th, 1992
- Chris Jericho (WHT): 40 Days: February 21st, 2010 - April 2nd, 2010
- Goldberg (UC): 37 Days: February 27th, 2020 - April 4th, 2020
- Undertaker (WHT): 37 Days: April 1st, 2007 - May 8th, 2007
- Undertaker (WWE): 36 Days: May 23rd, 1999 - June 28th, 1999
- Albert Del Rio (WWE): 35 Days: August 14th, 2011 - September 18th, 2011
- Randy Orton (WHT): 35 Days: August 14th, 2011 - September 18th, 2011
- Batista (WWE): 35 Days: February 21st, 2010 - March 28th, 2010
- Mr. McMahon (ECW): 35 Days: April 29th, 2007 - June 3rd, 2007
- The Rock (WWE): 35 Days: July 21st, 2002 - August 25th, 2002
- Triple H (WWE): 35 Days: March 17th, 2002 - April 21st, 2002
- The Rock (WWE): 35 Days: February 25th, 2001 - April 1st, 2001
- Jerry Lynn (ECW): 35 Days: October 1st, 2000 - November 5th, 2000
- Triple H (WWE): 35 Days: May 21st, 2000 - June 25th, 2000
- The Rock (WCW): 34 Days: November 5th, 2001 - December 9th, 2001
- Sid (WWE): 34 Days: February 17th, 1997 - March 23rd, 1997
- Undertaker (WHT): 33 Days: March 30th, 2008 - May 2nd, 2008
- Randy Savage (WCW): 31 Days: November 26th, 1995 - December 27th, 1995
- Edge (WHT): 29 Days: June 1st, 2008 - June 30th, 2008
- Bret Hart (WCW): 29 Days: November 21st, 1999 - December 20th, 1999
- Brock Lesnar (WWE): 28 Days: January 1st, 2022 - January 29th, 2022
- Brock Lesnar (UC): 28 Days: July 14th, 2019 - August 11th, 2019
- Goldberg (UC): 28 Days: March 5th, 2017 - April 2nd, 2017
- Randy Orton (WWE): 28 Days: August 18th, 2013 - September 15th, 2013
- CM Punk (WWE): 28 Days: July 17th, 2011 - August 14th, 2011
- Christian (WHT): 28 Days: July 17th, 2011 - August 14th, 2011
- Rey Mysterio (WHT): 28 Days: June 20th, 2010 - July 18th, 2010
- Jeff Hardy (WHT): 28 Days: July 26th, 2009 - August 23rd, 2009
- Randy Orton (WHT): 28 Days: August 15th, 2004 - September 12th, 2004
- Big Show (WWE): 28 Days: November 17th, 2002 - December 15th, 2002
- Shawn Michaels (WHT): 28 Days: November 17th, 2002 - December 15th, 2002
- Hollywood Hogan (WWE): 28 Days: April 21st, 2002 - May 19th, 2002
- Ric Flair (WCW): 28 Days: March 14th, 1999 - April 11th, 1999
- The Iron Sheik (WWE): 28 Days: December 26th, 1983 - January 23rd, 1984
- Bret Hart (WCW): 27 Days: December 20th, 1999 - January 16th, 2000
- Ric Flair (WCW): 26 Days: December 27th, 1995 - January 22nd, 1996
- Shawn Michaels (WWE): 25 Days: January 19th, 1997 - February 13th, 1997
- Triple H (WWE): 24 Days: August 23rd, 1999 - September 16th, 1999
- Randy Orton (WWE): 22 Days: October 25th, 2020 - November 16th, 2020
- Sheamus (WWE): 22 Days: November 22nd, 2015 - December 14th, 2015
- Rob Van Dam (WWE): 22 Days: June 11th, 2006 - July 3rd, 2006
- Buddy Rogers (WWE): 22 Days: April 25th, 1963 - May 17th, 1963
- Bobby Lashley (WWE): 21 Days: January 29th, 2022 - February 19th, 2022
- Randy Orton (WWE): 21 Days: October 4th, 2009 - October 25th, 2009
- John Cena (WWE): 21 Days: September 13th, 2009 - October 4th, 2009
- John Cena (WHT): 21 Days: April 5th, 2009 - April 26th, 2009
- Edge (WWE): 21 Days: January 25th, 2009 - February 15th, 2009
- Edge (WWE): 21 Days: November 23rd, 2008 - December 14th, 2008
- Rob Van Dam (ECW): 21 Days: June 13th, 2006 - July 4th, 2006
- Edge (WWE): 21 Days: January 8th, 2006 - January 29th, 2006
- The Rock (WWE): 21 Days: April 30th, 2000 - May 21st, 2000
- Vader (WCW): 21 Days: July 12th, 1992 - August 2nd, 1992
- Ivan Koloff (WWE): 21 Days: January 18th, 1971 - February 8th, 1971
- John Cena (WWE): 20 Days: July 25th, 2011 - August 14th, 2011
- Chris Jericho (WHT): 20 Days: November 3rd, 2008 - November 23rd, 2008
- Booker T (WCW): 20 Days: July 30th, 2001 - August 19th, 2001
- Kevin Nash (WCW): 20 Days: August 28th, 2000 - September 17th, 2000
- Mankind (WWE): 20 Days: January 4th, 1999 - January 24th, 1999
- Randy Savage (WCW): 20 Days: January 22nd, 1996 - February 11th, 1996
- Chris Jericho (WCW): 15 Days: October 21st, 2001 - November 5th, 2001
- Kurt Angle (WWE): 15 Days: September 23rd, 2001 - October 8th, 2001
- Diamond Dallas Page (WCW): 15 Days: April 11th, 1999 - April 26th, 1999
- Mankind (WWE): 15 Days: January 31st, 1999 - February 15th, 1999
- John Cena (WWE): 14 Days: January 29th, 2017 - February 12th, 2017
- John Cena (WWE): 14 Days: September 18th, 2011 - October 2nd, 2011
- Diamond Dallas Page (WCW): 13 Days: April 26th, 1999 - May 9th, 1999
- David Arquette (WCW): 12 Days: April 25th, 2000 - May 7th, 2000
- Sting (WCW): 11 Days: December 28th, 1997 - January 8th, 1998
- Tazz (ECW): 9 Days: April 13th, 2000 - April 22nd, 2000
- Stan Stasiak (WWE): 9 Days: December 1st, 1973 - December 10th, 1973
- The Miz (WWE): 8 Days: February 21st, 2021 - March 1st, 2021
- Batista (WHT): 8 Days: October 26th, 2008 - November 3rd, 2008
- Bobby Lashley (ECW): 8 Days: June 3rd, 2007 - June 11th, 2007
- Booker T (WCW): 8 Days: September 17th, 2000 - September 25th, 2000
- Jeff Jarrett (WCW): 8 Days: May 7th, 2000 - May 15th, 2000
- Jeff Jarrett (WCW): 8 Days: April 16th, 2000 - April 24th, 2000
- Kevin Nash (WCW): 8 Days: December 27th, 1998 - January 4th, 1999
- Sabu (ECW): 8 Days: August 9th, 1997 - August 17th, 1997
- The Giant (WCW): 8 Days: October 29th, 1995 - November 6th, 1995
- Bray Wyatt (UC): 7 Days: August 23rd, 2020 - August 30th, 2020
- Vince Russo (WCW): 7 Days: September 25th, 2000 - October 2nd, 2000
- Ric Flair (WCW): 7 Days: May 15th, 2000 - May 22nd, 2000
- The Rock (WWE): 7 Days: January 24th, 1999 - January 31st, 1999
- Kurt Angle (WCW): 6 Days: July 24th, 2001 - July 30th, 2001
- Masato Tanaka (ECW): 6 Days: December 17th, 1999 - December 23rd, 1999
- Sting (WCW): 6 Days: March 11th, 1993 - March 17th, 1993
- Undertaker (WWE): 6 Days: November 27th, 1991 - December 3rd, 1991
- Christian (WHT): 5 Days: May 1st, 2011 - May 6th, 2011
- Kevin Nash (WCW): 5 Days: May 24th, 2000 - May 29th, 2000
- Lex Luger (WCW): 5 Days: August 4th, 1997 - August 9th, 1997
- Mr. McMahon (WWE): 4 Days: September 16th, 1999 - September 20th, 1999
- Sting (WCW): 3 Days: April 26th, 1999 - April 29th, 1999
- Bob Backlund (WWE): 3 Days: November 23rd, 1994 - November 26th, 1994
- Batista (WWE): 2 Days: June 7th, 2009 - June 9th, 2009
- Jeff Jarrett (WCW): 2 Days: May 22nd, 2000 - May 24th, 2000
- Sid Vicious (WCW): 2 Days: January 24th, 2000 - January 26th, 2000
- Finn Balor (UC): 1 Day: August 21st, 2016 - August 22nd, 2016
- Daniel Bryan (WWE): 1 Day: September 15th, 2013 - September 16th, 2013
- Diamond Dallas Page (WCW): 1 Day: April 24th, 2000 - April 25th, 2000
- Chris Benoit (WCW): 1 Day: January 16th, 2000 - January 17th, 2000
- Mankind (WWE): 1 Day: August 22nd, 1999 - August 23rd, 1999
- Randy Savage (WCW): 1 Day: July 11th, 1999 - July 12th, 1999
- Kane (WWE): 1 Day: June 28th, 1999 - June 29th, 1999
- Randy Savage (WCW): 1 Day: April 19th, 1998 - April 20th, 1998
- Bret Hart (WWE): 1 Day: February 16th, 1997 - February 17th, 1997
- Hulk Hogan (WWE): 1 Day: December 3rd, 1991 - December 4th, 1991
- Drew McIntyre (WHC): 0 Days: April 7th, 2024
- Seth "Freakin" Rollins (WWE): 0 Days: June 19th, 2016
- Roman Reigns (WWE): 0 Days: November 22nd, 2015
- Randy Orton (WHT): 0 Days: December 15th, 2013
- Daniel Bryan (WWE): 0 Days: August 18th, 2013
- Big Show (WHT): 0 Days: December 18th, 2011
- Rey Mysterio (WWE): 0 Days: July 25th, 2011
- Dolph Ziggler (WHT): 0 Days: February 18th, 2011
- John Cena (WWE): 0 Days: February 21st, 2010
- Ezekiel Jackson (ECW): 0 Days: February 16th, 2010
- Jeff Hardy (WHT): 0 Days: June 7th, 2009
- Triple H (WWE): 0 Days: October 7th, 2007
- Randy Orton (WWE): 0 Days: October 7th, 2007
- Chris Jericho (WCW): 0 Days: December 9th, 2001
- The Sandman (ECW): 0 Days: January 7th, 2001
- Ric Flair (WCW): 0 Days: May 29th, 2000
- Tommy Dreamer (ECW): 0 Days: April 22nd, 2000
- Yokozuna (WWE): 0 Days: April 4th, 1993
- Andre the Giant (WWE): 0 Days: February 5th, 1988
2024.06.01 13:38 Acquaintance9 THE LAST Fake Eurovision Award Nominations - Cringiest Performance
Hey guys! I've just been feeling kind of out of it and forgot to post yesterday, but I don't think the results changed very much. Here are your nominees for Best Hairography:
Best Hairography
You can comment a Eurovision song from 1957 - 2024 you think fits the category of the day best (for example, Albania 2012). If a song is already nominated for another category, you can put it up for consideration in another category also. If somebody has already posted a song you wanted to post, DO NOT post that song. If you are going to comment, do it in this format: Song Name + Artist - Country + Year. It should look like this: Suus by Rona Nishliu - Albania 2012. You can also upvote the posts that you think should be part of this category. At the end of two days, the four songs with the most upvotes will be nominees for the categories we have, which we will eventually vote on. Have fun!
Categories So Far:
Best Vocals
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Best Hairography
- 🇲🇪 Space by Slavko Kalezić - Montenegro 2017 🇲🇪
- 🇷🇸 Loco Loco by Hurricane - Serbia 2021 🇷🇸
- 🇨🇿 My Sister's Crown by Vesna - Czechia 2023 🇨🇿
- 🇱🇻 Hollow by Dons - Latvia 2024 🇱🇻
You can comment a Eurovision song from 1957 - 2024 you think fits the category of the day best (for example, Albania 2012). If a song is already nominated for another category, you can put it up for consideration in another category also. If somebody has already posted a song you wanted to post, DO NOT post that song. If you are going to comment, do it in this format: Song Name + Artist - Country + Year. It should look like this: Suus by Rona Nishliu - Albania 2012. You can also upvote the posts that you think should be part of this category. At the end of two days, the four songs with the most upvotes will be nominees for the categories we have, which we will eventually vote on. Have fun!
Categories So Far:
Best Vocals
- 🇪🇪 La Forza by Elina Necheyeva - Estonia 2018 🇪🇪
- 🇨🇭 Tout L'univers by Gjon's Tears - Switzerland 2021 🇨🇭
- 🇪🇪 Bridges by Alika - Estonia 2023 🇪🇪
- 🇳🇴 Ulveham by Gåte - Norway 2024 🇳🇴
- 🇲🇩 My Lucky Day by DoReDoS - Moldova 2018 🇲🇩
- 🇦🇺 Zero Gravity by Kate Miller-Heidke - Australia 2019 🇦🇺
- 🇷🇸 In Corpore Sano by Konstrata - Serbia 2022 🇷🇸
- 🇫🇮 Cha Cha Cha by Käärijä - Finland 2023 🇫🇮
- 🇧🇪 Rhythm Inside by Loïc Nottet - Belgium 2015 🇧🇪
- 🇨🇾 Fuego by Eleni Foureira - Cyprus 2018 🇨🇾
- 🇪🇸 SloMo by Chanel - Spain 2022 🇪🇸
- 🇲🇩 Soarele şi Luna by Pasha Parfeni - Moldova 2023 🇲🇩
- 🇫🇮 Hard Rock Hallelujah by Lordi - Finland 2006 🇫🇮
- 🇺🇦 Dancing Lasha Tumbai by Verka Serduchka - Ukraine 2007 🇺🇦
- 🇮🇸 Hatrið mun sigra by Hatari - Iceland 2019 🇮🇸
- 🇫🇮 Cha Cha Cha by Käärijä - Finland 2023 🇫🇮
- 🇲🇪 Space by Slavko Kalezić - Montenegro 2017 🇲🇪
- 🇬🇧 Space Man by Sam Ryder - United Kingdom 2022 🇬🇧
- 🇨🇿 My Sister's Crown by Vesna - Czechia 2023 🇨🇿
- 🇱🇻 Hollow by Dons - Latvia 2024 🇱🇻
- 🇷🇺 Party for Everybody by Buranovskiye Babushki - Russia 2012 - Oven 🇷🇺
- 🇷🇺 RUSSIAN WOMAN by Manizha - Russia 2021 - Moving Dress 🇷🇺
- 🇦🇺 Promise by Voyager - Australia 2023 - Car 🇦🇺
- 🇫🇮 No Rules! by Windows95man - Finland 2024 - Jegg and Jorts 🇫🇮
- 🇪🇸 Do It For Your Lover by Manuel Navarro - Spain 2017 🇪🇸
- 🇮🇱 Set Me Free by Eden Alene - Israel 2021 🇮🇱
- 🇨🇭 Tout L'univers by Gjon's Tears - Switzerland 2021🇨🇭
- 🇵🇹 Ai Coração by Mimicat - Portugal 2023 🇵🇹
- 🇺🇦 Dancing Lasha Tumbai by Verka Serduchka - Ukraine 2007 🇺🇦
- 🇷🇺 Uno by Little Big - Russia 2020 🇷🇺
- 🇲🇩 Trenulețul by Advahov Brothers and Zdob și Zdub - Moldova 2022 🇲🇩
- 🇳🇱 Europapa by Joost Klein - Netherlands 2024 🇳🇱
- 🇲🇪 Euro Neuro by Rambo Amadeus - Montenegro 2012 🇲🇪
- 🇷🇸 In Corpore Sano by Konstrakta - Serbia 2022 🇷🇸
- 🇸🇪 Hold Me Closer by Cornelia Jakobs - Sweden 2022 🇸🇪
- 🇪🇸 ZORRA by Nebulossa - Spain 2024 🇪🇸
- 🇷🇺 RUSSIAN WOMAN by Manizha - Russia 2021 🇷🇺
- 🇺🇦 Stefania by Kalush Orchestra - Ukraine 2022 🇺🇦
- 🇫🇮 Cha Cha Cha by Käärijä - Finland 2023 🇫🇮
- 🇺🇦 Maria & Teresa by alyona alyona and Jerry Heil - Ukraine 2024 🇺🇦
- 🇺🇦 Dancing Lasha Tumbai by Verka Serduchka - Ukraine 2007 🇺🇦
- 🇺🇦 SHUM by Go_A - Ukraine 2021 🇺🇦
- 🇲🇩 Trenulețul by Advahov Brothers and Zdob și Zdub - Moldova 2022 🇲🇩
- 🇪🇪 (nendest) narkootikumidest ei tea me (küll) midagi by 5miinust and Puuluup - Estonia 2024 🇪🇪
- 🇧🇬 Water by Elitsa Todorova and Stoyan Yankulov - Drums - Bulgaria 2007 🇧🇬
- 🇲🇩 Runaway by Sunstroke Project and Olia Tira - Saxophone - Moldova 2010 🇲🇩
- 🇮🇸 10 years by Daði og Gagnamagnið - Keytar - Iceland 2021 🇮🇸
- 🇪🇪 (nendest) narkootikumidest ei tea me (küll) midagi by 5miinust and Puuluup - Talharpa - Estonia 2024🇪🇪
- 🇳🇴 Fairytale by Alexander Rybak - Norway 2009 🇳🇴
- 🇫🇮 Cha Cha Cha by Käärijä - Finland 2023 🇫🇮
- 🇦🇲 Jako by Ladaniva - Armenia 2024 🇦🇲
- 🇭🇷 Rim Tim Tagi Dim by Baby Lasagna - Croatia 2024 🇭🇷
- 🇱🇻 Eat Your Salad by Citi Zēni - Latvia 2022 🇱🇻
- 🇱🇻 Aijā by Sudden Lights - Latvia 2023 🇱🇻
- 🇨🇿 Pedestal by Aiko - Czechia 2024 🇨🇿
- 🇸🇲 11:11 by Megara - San Marino 2024 🇸🇲
- 🇨🇭 Tout L'univers by Gjon's Tears - Switzerland 2021 🇨🇭
- 🇳🇱 De Diepte by S10 - Netherlands 2022 🇳🇱
- 🇵🇹 Saudade, saudade by MARO - Portugal 2022 🇵🇹
- 🇳🇱 Europapa by Joost Klein - Netherlands 2024 🇳🇱
- 🇲🇩 Runaway by Sunstroke Project and Olia Tira - Moldova 2010 🇲🇩
- 🇱🇹 Discoteque by The Roop - Lithuania 2021 🇱🇹
- 🇨🇿 Lights Off by We Are Domi - Czechia 2022 🇨🇿
- 🇦🇹 Who The Hell Is Edgar by Teya and Salena - Austria 2023 🇦🇹
- 🇸🇲 Adrenalina by Senhit ft. Flo Rida - San Marino 2024 🇸🇲
- 🇦🇺 Promise by Voyager - Australia 2023 🇦🇺
- 🇫🇮 Cha Cha Cha by Käärijä - Finland 2023 🇫🇮
- 🇳🇱 Europapa by Joost Klein - Netherlands 2024 🇳🇱
- 🇮🇹 Måneskin - Italy 2021 🇮🇹
- 🇸🇮 Joker Out - Slovenia 2023 🇸🇮
- 🇦🇲 Ladaniva - Armenia 2024 🇦🇲
- 🇮🇪 Bambie Thug - Ireland 2024 🇮🇪
- 🇺🇦 Be My Valentine! (Anti-Crisis Girl) by Svetlana Loboda - Ukraine 2009 🇺🇦
- 🇦🇺 Zero Gravity by Kate Miller-Heidke - Australia 2019 🇦🇺
- 🇭🇷 Mama ŠČ! by Let 3 - Croatia 2023 🇭🇷
- 🇫🇮 Cha Cha Cha by Käärijä - Finland 2023 🇫🇮
- 🇫🇮 No Rules! by Windows95Man - Finland 2024 🇫🇮
- 🇮🇪 Doomsday Blue by Bambie Thug - Ireland 2024 🇮🇪
- 🇸🇪 Waterloo by ABBA - Sweden 1974 🇸🇪
- 🇫🇮 Hard Rock Hallelujah by Lordi - Finland 2007 🇫🇮
- 🇮🇪 Doomsday Blue by Bambie Thug - Ireland 2024 🇮🇪
- 🇨🇭 The Code by Nemo - Switzerland 2024 🇨🇭
- 🇲🇪 Space by Slavko Kalezić - Montenegro 2017 🇲🇪
- 🇷🇸 Loco Loco by Hurricane - Serbia 2021 🇷🇸
- 🇨🇿 My Sister's Crown by Vesna - Czechia 2023 🇨🇿
- 🇱🇻 Hollow by Dons - Latvia 2024 🇱🇻
2024.06.01 13:33 t3ddypro Aiutatemi non so dove o come trovare questo
 | Ciao ragazzi, conoscete spjockey? submitted by t3ddypro to u/t3ddypro [link] [comments] Se lo conoscete sapete anche che nei suoi video di minecraft usa molte mod, ecco tra quelle c'è né una in particolare chiamata "moreobjects" che si vede benissimo nel video: "ECCO IL VERO APPARTAMENTO DI LUCA! - Mega grattacielo degli youtubers di Minecraft ITA".
Ho capito che comunque alcune cose derivano da The Sims, non so quale, forse il 4. In uno dei suoi video infatti si vede una papera gialla con la texture di The Sims, fidatevi, ho provato a cercare anche in quel modo la mod, ma non l'ho trovata lo stesso.
Ecco gli screen del minutaggio e della papera: TV: https://preview.redd.it/klfsexw74y3d1.png?width=558&format=png&auto=webp&s=3691000dac2fb167c1c85e263c11002d52fc36e4 PAPERA: https://preview.redd.it/c5horbrk4y3d1.png?width=366&format=png&auto=webp&s=b9c7ab0132757daeb78e3bba654ff61164910d1f Questi sono solo 2 dei tanti tipi di "oggetti" della mod, anche in altri video si trovano altre cose di questa mod. Ragazzi vi prego trovatemi questa mod, o se è privata contattatemi e ditemi a quanto me la potete creare. La versione penso che sia la 1.12.2 |
2024.06.01 12:05 Pumuckl4Life Pumuki El fantasma del castillo Español Serie ["Das Gespenst im Gartenhäuschen" auf spanisch]
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2024.06.01 12:01 Relative_Mail427 Duda, a alguien le a pasado?
Bueno me pongo en contexto soy hombre Bi y hace poco tuve un encuentro con un amigo heterosexual y la verdad quisiera que se repitiera pero no sé cómo proponerlo y pedirlo.
Contexto de cómo pasó; bueno este amigo lo conocí en el trabajo y como éramos los más jóvenes de edad en el equipo de trabajo pues nos empezamos a llevar y pues a ser compañeros y amigos de peda después él renunció y pues como que dejamos de frecuentarnos cabe aclarar que no éramos de contarnos secretos ni nada de ello solo éramos amigos que pues se llevaron bien y siempre hablaban de cosas triviales y trabajo y risa. Pero todo esto cambió cuando hace unos meses pues volvimos a tener cercania él me pidió un favor y pues lo ayude y todo de hay pues seguimos hablando y pues yo renuncié a mi empleo y un día me dice que si nos tomábamos una cervezas yo le dije va la verdad andaba estresado y pues me invitó a su casa y todo el Chou pues tomamos y pues él empezó a hablar cabe aclarar que cuando él toma habla mucho pero nunca de sus problemas o vida si no que de sus pato aventuras y todo es risa pero esa vez no sé cuál fue la razón empezó hablar de sus problemas y pues yo también y como que nos acercamos más y pues de echo después de eso empezamos hablar más y pues él me pedía consejos y yo se los daba después de eso me empezó a confesar secretos.
Después en otra salida con él fuimos con él y otro des amigos a tomar y pues como buen hetero entre ellos empezaron hablar de sus ligues y hablar de sus conquistas y pues la verdad no me incomodan esos temas pero tampoco tengo mucho de qué hablar cuando sale eso por lo mismo de que siento que es hablar de alguien con quien estuve y no está chido pues total entre esos temas salió a relucir de cuando estábamos trabajando en el mismo lugar y pues hablaba de que si no me gustaba alguien de nuestras compañeras yo solo respondí la que se me hacía más bonita y el concordó con migo pero quería decir más pero en eso su amigo dijo que ya se iba que mejor otro día y pues nos fuimos y de camino me dice que seguimos y le dije si we en mi casa hay botella total nos fuimos y en el camino me confesó que si había tenido intimidad con la compañera que se me hacía atractiva pero el chiste es que quería seguir hablando mucho de temas sexuales y la neta lo vi como una señal de que quería algo más pero como q no lo tomé enserio pues es hetero total todo pasó y llegamos y me cuenta más cosas del etilo y me dice no tomes condones picha uno y le digo sí claro cabe resaltar que yo los preservativos los guardo en un bote ya que siempre tengo de diferentes marcas y aspectos le doy el bote pero él no paraba de hablar de cosas sexuales y agarrarse el bulto y pues yo decía que me estás queriendo proponer pero total no pasó nada él se fue para su casa y me manda mensaje a la media hora que ya había llegado se me hizo raro ya que nunca me avisaba pero de hay me siguió mandando más mensajes con cosas de lo que habíamos hablado y a los días me manda una imagen para ver una vez donde daba a entender que quería tener algo sexual y la frase tú dirás si se arma y pues le contesté hora y esto pues el solo me responde a nada olvídalo y cambió el tema yo ya no insistí pero a los días volvemos a tomar y cuando llegamos a mi casa pues le dije vamos a mi cuarto y pues cuando entramos pues la neta pasó lo que tenía que pasar y se fue yo no dije nada después de lo que pasó pues estoy metalizado a que fue todo carnal y él también sigue mandándome mensajes normal y la verdad quiero que pase de nuevo pero no sé cómo proponérselo
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Contexto de cómo pasó; bueno este amigo lo conocí en el trabajo y como éramos los más jóvenes de edad en el equipo de trabajo pues nos empezamos a llevar y pues a ser compañeros y amigos de peda después él renunció y pues como que dejamos de frecuentarnos cabe aclarar que no éramos de contarnos secretos ni nada de ello solo éramos amigos que pues se llevaron bien y siempre hablaban de cosas triviales y trabajo y risa. Pero todo esto cambió cuando hace unos meses pues volvimos a tener cercania él me pidió un favor y pues lo ayude y todo de hay pues seguimos hablando y pues yo renuncié a mi empleo y un día me dice que si nos tomábamos una cervezas yo le dije va la verdad andaba estresado y pues me invitó a su casa y todo el Chou pues tomamos y pues él empezó a hablar cabe aclarar que cuando él toma habla mucho pero nunca de sus problemas o vida si no que de sus pato aventuras y todo es risa pero esa vez no sé cuál fue la razón empezó hablar de sus problemas y pues yo también y como que nos acercamos más y pues de echo después de eso empezamos hablar más y pues él me pedía consejos y yo se los daba después de eso me empezó a confesar secretos.
Después en otra salida con él fuimos con él y otro des amigos a tomar y pues como buen hetero entre ellos empezaron hablar de sus ligues y hablar de sus conquistas y pues la verdad no me incomodan esos temas pero tampoco tengo mucho de qué hablar cuando sale eso por lo mismo de que siento que es hablar de alguien con quien estuve y no está chido pues total entre esos temas salió a relucir de cuando estábamos trabajando en el mismo lugar y pues hablaba de que si no me gustaba alguien de nuestras compañeras yo solo respondí la que se me hacía más bonita y el concordó con migo pero quería decir más pero en eso su amigo dijo que ya se iba que mejor otro día y pues nos fuimos y de camino me dice que seguimos y le dije si we en mi casa hay botella total nos fuimos y en el camino me confesó que si había tenido intimidad con la compañera que se me hacía atractiva pero el chiste es que quería seguir hablando mucho de temas sexuales y la neta lo vi como una señal de que quería algo más pero como q no lo tomé enserio pues es hetero total todo pasó y llegamos y me cuenta más cosas del etilo y me dice no tomes condones picha uno y le digo sí claro cabe resaltar que yo los preservativos los guardo en un bote ya que siempre tengo de diferentes marcas y aspectos le doy el bote pero él no paraba de hablar de cosas sexuales y agarrarse el bulto y pues yo decía que me estás queriendo proponer pero total no pasó nada él se fue para su casa y me manda mensaje a la media hora que ya había llegado se me hizo raro ya que nunca me avisaba pero de hay me siguió mandando más mensajes con cosas de lo que habíamos hablado y a los días me manda una imagen para ver una vez donde daba a entender que quería tener algo sexual y la frase tú dirás si se arma y pues le contesté hora y esto pues el solo me responde a nada olvídalo y cambió el tema yo ya no insistí pero a los días volvemos a tomar y cuando llegamos a mi casa pues le dije vamos a mi cuarto y pues cuando entramos pues la neta pasó lo que tenía que pasar y se fue yo no dije nada después de lo que pasó pues estoy metalizado a que fue todo carnal y él también sigue mandándome mensajes normal y la verdad quiero que pase de nuevo pero no sé cómo proponérselo
2024.06.01 11:22 Then-Talk-3166 Mike aztret d"arc
 | Hijo del señor de la guerra scrad y de la bruja del desinterés Jeanne d"arc. submitted by Then-Talk-3166 to Roleplaydewattpad [link] [comments] Es alguien relativamente amablemente pero que siempre sin dudarlo,sigue las mismas acciones de sus primos o es demasiado influenciable. Aunque es un buen chico según sus conocidos. Apesar de verse como un delincuente heredó y sobre todo se crío, más con su madre que le enseño buenos valores y tratar a los demás con respeto. Eso sí al parecer también heredó la idiotez de su padre según las palabras de su madre. Es muy despistado por lo que siempre vive en su propio mundo. Le encanta la música y sobretodo el rock un gusto que su tío abuelo Dimitri, le contagio aunque el escucha más rock cristiano para alegrar a su mamá. Siempre ayudará a sus primos y amigos sin importar según, las palabras de Jeanne el heredó la bondad de su padre sobre todo. Su guitarra que siempre la lleva a todos lados, fue un regalo de su abuelo que es un escudo y dos espadas. Cuando llega la hora de los putazos prefiere luchar cuerpo a cuerpo como le enseño su padre, pues según el solo un verdadero hombre lucha frente a frente contra otro. Opiones: Pirias: una buena amiga cercana/ y algo linda. Anok: le tiene respeto y temor. Pazil: le agrada bastante. Mandisa: su Besto prima y quién la seguiría sin importar que, además de su baterista. Serpi: algo miedosa pero le agrada. Seiras: la que le presenta morras chidas/ por alguna razón siempre lo deja solo con pirrias. Incognios y shadoris: buenos amigos y quienes le consiguen sus instrumentos y partes de su guitarra. Darriot: su abuelo querido. |
2024.06.01 11:02 tuidelescribano La Cabeza Verde de Berlín: una obra maestra que data del período tardío o ptolemaico (350-30 a. C.) y recibe su nombre por el color de su piedra. Se cree que la cabeza de un hombre calvo hecha de esquisto verde es una representación de un sacerdote
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2024.06.01 10:47 haygij Help Needed: Trouble Connecting V65 Keyboard to VIA
 | Hello everyone! submitted by haygij to Epomaker [link] [comments] I recently acquired a second-hand V65 keyboard that sounds fantastic, thanks to some fabric modding by the previous owner. However, I'm encountering issues with configuring it through VIA. Here’s what I’ve tried so far:
Does anyone have a solution or know where I can find the correct JSON file for the V1 version of this keyboard? Any advice would be greatly appreciated! Thanks in advance! https://preview.redd.it/a0c28abdqx3d1.jpg?width=1280&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=edfc0a8804a8d3387f767c0c0781cba79f44b624 |
2024.06.01 10:32 InitialSubstantial67 Dribbling vs goal involvement in top 7 European leagues season:2023-24 [OC]
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2024.06.01 10:09 Ejss22 A quien le interese
Aquien le interese Para empezar está cuenta es falsa por motivos de privacidad Y está publicación es de un país distinto Soy una chica joven tengo un bebé y una pareja.. Hace unos minutos estuve apunto de lanzarme de un puente.. Contexto Tenía una relación quedé embarazada me separa de mi pareja más de un año tuve otra relación un noviazgo no funcio el papá de la niña igual. Reusta que para los dos no nos fue muy bien hey intemmos regresar actual mente, estamos juntos Lo que pasó fue que el no está trabajando, y yo si así que me la paso hora en mi trabajo y casi no tengo tiempo, un día deje mi TLF en casa y el se puso a revisar lo dónde encontro cat de conversación con mi anterior pareja es decir lo cat eran de ese entonces. Me espero a que llegara a media noche a la casa me dijo de todo que yo no era nada y que era tan poca cosa que me había metido con otro hombre. Realmente no entiendo porque la pelea si el tubo también una pareja que me escribió y me dijo que lo dejara de escribir porque ella no quería el le siguiera mandando dinero a la nlliña.. Bueno resulya y acontece que estoy en depresión tantas peleas con el por el tema, el estrés de trabajo sin parar, cuidar del bebé y llegar todas las noches para casa con una persona que te quiere tratar como la peor basura del mundo Me sentí tan insuficiente después de esta pelea que solo agarre mis llaves y sali de casa llegué al sitio y me Hiba a lanzar, cuando de repente llegaron tantos recuerdos de mi hija que me undi en un mar de lágrimas, como pude regrese a la casa y lo que ví fue a el muy sentado en la sala muy tranquilo y me dijo que te sucede la niña está inquieta y tú con tus estupideces por ahí..
No me estoy quejando no estoy contando para que me tengan lastima . Solo me estoy desahogando por aqui..
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No me estoy quejando no estoy contando para que me tengan lastima . Solo me estoy desahogando por aqui..
2024.06.01 09:58 WWE_Network_Bot This Day in History: 06/01/2024
The following events happened on this day in history!
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- 06/01/1985 - Mid-Atlantic Championship Wrestling - Mid-Atlantic Championship Wrestling S1985E152
- 06/01/1985 - Mid-South Wrestling - Mid-South Wrestling S1985E22
- 06/01/1985 - WCCW - WCCW S1985E152
- 06/01/1987 - Prime Time Wrestling - Prime Time Wrestling S1987E22
- 06/01/1993 - ECW Hardcore TV - ECW Hardcore TV S1993E9
- 06/01/1996 - Superstars - Superstars S1996E22
- 06/01/1998 - WCW Monday Nitro - WCW Monday Nitro S1998E22
- 06/01/1998 - Raw - Raw S1998E22
- 06/01/2000 - SmackDown - SmackDown S2000E22
- 06/01/2002 - WWE Confidential - Looking at the life of the British Bulldog S2002E2
- 06/01/2002 - Velocity - Velocity S2002E2
- 06/01/2007 - SmackDown - SmackDown S2007E22
- 06/01/2007 - The Legends of Wrestling - Biggest Heat-Seekers S2007E5
- 06/01/2008 - The Legends of Wrestling - Worst Characters S2008E3
- 06/01/2008 - One Night Stand - One Night Stand 2008 S2008E1
- 06/01/2009 - Raw - Raw S2009E22
- 06/01/2010 - The Legends of Wrestling - The 1970s S2010E2
- 06/01/2010 - WWE NXT - WWE NXT S2010E15
- 06/01/2012 - SmackDown - SmackDown S2012E22
- 06/01/2014 - Total Divas - Wedding Mania S2E11
- 06/01/2014 - WWE Payback - WWE Payback 2014 S2014E1
- 06/01/2014 - WWE Payback - WWE Payback 2014 Fallout
- 06/01/2014 - WWE Payback - Payback 2014 Kickoff Show
- 06/01/2015 - Raw - Raw S2015E22
- 06/01/2015 - Raw - Raw Pre-Show
- 06/01/2015 - Stone Cold Podcast - Paul Heyman S2015E2
- 06/01/2015 - Elimination Chamber - Exclusive: Owens wins big
- 06/01/2015 - Elimination Chamber - Triple H gives a stern warning to Dean Ambrose
- 06/01/2015 - Elimination Chamber - Exclusive: The Rise of Ryback
- 06/01/2016 - Main Event - Main Event S2016E22
- 06/01/2016 - WWE Main Event - WWE Main Event S2016E22
- 06/01/2016 - WWE NXT - WWE NXT S2016E23
- 06/01/2016 - WWE List This! - 6 Tag Teams Who Should Have Been Champions S2016E7
- 06/01/2016 - WWE Top 10 - Top 10 Raw Moments: May 30, 2016 S2016E65
- 06/01/2016 - WWE NXT - Gargano & Ciampa make a statement: WWE.com Exclusi
- 06/01/2016 - WWE NXT - Watch the aftermath of Nia Jaxs attack on Asuka:
- 06/01/2016 - WWE Now - Who Designed John Cenas New Gear? S2016E9
- 06/01/2017 - Main Event - Main Event S2017E22
- 06/01/2017 - WWE Main Event - WWE Main Event S2017E22
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2024.06.01 09:48 Prestigious_Tennis Impianto fotovoltaico, alternative?
Buondì, stavamo valutando di installare il fotovoltaico.
Stimando in base ai consumi di Ottobre - Novembre consumeremmo circa 5500 kWh/annui. Siamo 5 persone con: lavatrice, asciugatrice, lavastoviglie. In caso punteremmo anche ad installare qualche condizionatore a pompa di calore (fino ad ora usavamo un pinguino).
Ci ha contattato una ditta proponendoci un preventivo che secondo me è molto gonfiato:
Lui (da buon venditore) l'ha messa che tra la detrazione al 50% e l'energia venduta, ammortizzeremmo la rata del finanziamento (10 anni, tasso del 9%...).
Io ovviamente mi sono voluto muovere in parallelo (mi avevano accennato che in questi casi tendono a gonfiare il prezzo, perché tanto a te conviene comunque, solo che loro ci mangiano sopra tantissimo di più) e ho visto che con Sorgenia (che mi sembra abbastanza affidabile, di questi invece mai sentito nulla), per un impianto da:
Adesso facendo i conti, ho trovato un portale che in base alla posizione ti dice più o meno quandi kWh l'anno dovresti produrre in base ai kWp. Per la mia zona escono circa 1500, (il tipo ci diceva che con l'impianto da 6kwp producevamo 10000kwh l'anno, avrà pompato anche questo), per cui arrotondando saremmo sui 9500 kwH (ho arrotondato per difetto).
Ho anche scoperto che (giustamente) se uno ha l'idea di ampliare il consumo energetico (anche sostituendo i fornelli con un piano ad induzione), e poi vendere l'eventuale eccesso, l'accumulatore ha ancora meno senso, per cui provvederei a scartarlo.
Rimangono quindi quei (circa) 10000 euro, senza contare il tasso d'interesse, facendo un giro velocissimo, con Sorgenia mi esce (tramite fineco con cui sono convenzionati) il 7.86%, e facendo un giro al volo con Facile.it una roba simile (quindi molto meno dal tasso proposto tramite la prima azienda, sempre con fineco), per non parlare poi del fatto che potremmo andare in banca (che ci aveva già proposto un prestito con tasso minore) e quindi risparmiare ancora di più.
Nel pacchetto della prima azienda sono inclusi manutenzione ordinaria e straordinaria per 10 anni. Nella seconda solo un'assicurazione all inclusive per 5 anni. Più o meno quanto viene la manutenzione ordinaria ogni anno? (immagino hai voglia a te per giustificare la differenza...)
In finale poi, cosa non detta dal tizio, i redditi dalla vendita dell'energia sono tassati, per cui dei fantomatici 1600 euro l'anno derivati dalla vendita (calcoli suoi) dovremmo pagarci l'IRPEF.
Tutto questo film, per chiedervi:
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Stimando in base ai consumi di Ottobre - Novembre consumeremmo circa 5500 kWh/annui. Siamo 5 persone con: lavatrice, asciugatrice, lavastoviglie. In caso punteremmo anche ad installare qualche condizionatore a pompa di calore (fino ad ora usavamo un pinguino).
Ci ha contattato una ditta proponendoci un preventivo che secondo me è molto gonfiato:
- Impiano sovradimensionato da 6kwp
- Accumulatore da 7.5 kwh
Lui (da buon venditore) l'ha messa che tra la detrazione al 50% e l'energia venduta, ammortizzeremmo la rata del finanziamento (10 anni, tasso del 9%...).
Io ovviamente mi sono voluto muovere in parallelo (mi avevano accennato che in questi casi tendono a gonfiare il prezzo, perché tanto a te conviene comunque, solo che loro ci mangiano sopra tantissimo di più) e ho visto che con Sorgenia (che mi sembra abbastanza affidabile, di questi invece mai sentito nulla), per un impianto da:
- 6.58 kwp (10000 euro)
- Acc. 9.6kwh (7000 euro)
Adesso facendo i conti, ho trovato un portale che in base alla posizione ti dice più o meno quandi kWh l'anno dovresti produrre in base ai kWp. Per la mia zona escono circa 1500, (il tipo ci diceva che con l'impianto da 6kwp producevamo 10000kwh l'anno, avrà pompato anche questo), per cui arrotondando saremmo sui 9500 kwH (ho arrotondato per difetto).
Ho anche scoperto che (giustamente) se uno ha l'idea di ampliare il consumo energetico (anche sostituendo i fornelli con un piano ad induzione), e poi vendere l'eventuale eccesso, l'accumulatore ha ancora meno senso, per cui provvederei a scartarlo.
Rimangono quindi quei (circa) 10000 euro, senza contare il tasso d'interesse, facendo un giro velocissimo, con Sorgenia mi esce (tramite fineco con cui sono convenzionati) il 7.86%, e facendo un giro al volo con Facile.it una roba simile (quindi molto meno dal tasso proposto tramite la prima azienda, sempre con fineco), per non parlare poi del fatto che potremmo andare in banca (che ci aveva già proposto un prestito con tasso minore) e quindi risparmiare ancora di più.
Nel pacchetto della prima azienda sono inclusi manutenzione ordinaria e straordinaria per 10 anni. Nella seconda solo un'assicurazione all inclusive per 5 anni. Più o meno quanto viene la manutenzione ordinaria ogni anno? (immagino hai voglia a te per giustificare la differenza...)
In finale poi, cosa non detta dal tizio, i redditi dalla vendita dell'energia sono tassati, per cui dei fantomatici 1600 euro l'anno derivati dalla vendita (calcoli suoi) dovremmo pagarci l'IRPEF.
Tutto questo film, per chiedervi:
- Notate informazioni sbagliate (oltre a quelle già citate della prima azienda)?
- Conoscete qualche alternativa oltre a Sorgenia (per farmi un'idea)?
- Che mi dite degli ottimizzatori di potenza?
2024.06.01 09:24 MelodicMythos Discurso Dalinar hecho CANCIÓN (y discusión primer ideal y protagonistas)
 | https://preview.redd.it/0o1suk2qvw3d1.png?width=1920&format=png&auto=webp&s=765748691f7d76e40705bedcc4f8d14bd4f9286a submitted by MelodicMythos to cosmere_es [link] [comments] Hola! Ya llegó la canción sobre el Discurso de Dalinar. Este momento me ha marcado. Y tras todo este arco de Dalinar luchando con sus dudas internas, se siente tan liberador su "No me avergüenzo de lo que me he convertido". Os dejo por aquí los links: Canción en español: https://youtu.be/bSZxUC7Y6qg?si=HQKxgTLT3KGaMiaQ Canción en inglés: https://youtu.be/xvM57o4v4YU?si=TJDWRbeRUXREgE3b Iba a escribir aquí "Camino antes que destino" (Camino como Viaje) porque me parece que Dalinar personifica muy bien esta parte del primer ideal, sobre todo en su discurso. Pero me acabo de dar cuenta de que cada uno de los tres personajes del primer libro viene a representar cada parte de este.
Spoilers: Tengo entre manos una canción sobre Kal (pasado). No sé cómo se sentirá escucharla, pero hacerla está siendo doloroso. |
2024.06.01 08:37 F3DE277 Translation Error
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2024.06.01 07:28 enieto87 Muy difícil meterse engañaban...
Salia el tal pendejo ese Jaime... el frances...
Cantando...
"Se la robe y me la robaron se la compre y me la compraron... esta viiiida todo cobra y yo soy el pagador..."
Se le ocurrió decirme de mamadas que había ido al cañón del sumidero... todo enfermo... que esto y el otro... que lo meto en la computadora... positivo es marihuano... voy a investigar... oye papá yo voy a chiapas a ver unas cosas. llego a el museo de la marimba... veo que personifica a mi abuelita paterna con dos hombres a los lados... como una foto le mande a Frankie...
Al tío que era comandante... lo exterminaron... el tal Castagne...
Salen que eran "Gentes de servicios públicos..." Todo lo que hacen para irse bien a la verga... porque no van a ninguna otra parte...
Quisieran que uno los obedezca como tienen ellos que obedecer... Organo Interno de Control... Robert se bañaba con Shampoo Organogal...
A quien bajan? A nadie... "Los bajamientos" era una gorda desmadrada y la tal Yolanda que iban ahí a culearla... y ya... cuales bajamientos? "Las funciones"
Se regreso de California una vez en un día... "ya termino la función...?" Decía Obrador...
Unas jurisprudencias... funcionales... puras mamadas de perdedores...
"Ya va tirando mierda..."
😂😂😂😂😂
Que horror...
Mandaban mensajes... nunca le hice caso a la vieja esa... es más le dije... "vayan con dios"
Siguieron todavía con sus mamadas... que los rafaeles... los judios... etc...
Tiene mi mamá una amiga apellidaba Maldonado...
Que es de una buena familia aquí...
"Eso era algo mal Donado..."
Todo era una trama... que llegaba el loco ese al hospital...
Vengo a comprar una bolsa... quiero ahuevo me la guises...
Yo no me dedico a vender ni me dedique... ni nada.... bolsas...
Me habla un día la tal Elia la vieja esa periodista...
Nononono tu me dijiste que me podías conseguir unas bolsas hermes... y me las consigues... porque ya se las prometi a Carolina... (una expresidenta)
Ah sisisisisisi...
Me habla la vieja pidiendo créditos... "no te pases de verga... consigueme las bolsas a la de ahuevo..."
Alguien escucho el altavoz... dijeron... se dieron cuenta... "no... esa señora esta muy muy mal... es más mi papá estaba ahí también..."
Ahoritititita te hago el cheque... cuanto es... revisa... 5.mil x tantos pesos por dos bolsas... ya vieron todos... los que estaban... si si...
Aquí esta el cheque... que se le paguen y que chingue a su madre...
Me volví a buscar la vieja esa... todo llevaba un procedimiento...
Yo era ignorante...
Hasta que trae como unas 5 o 6 botella de vino.... ya cuando vi una con unas etiquetas de diurex... que verga... voy a sacar esto ahorititita... en una de esas mi mamá las abre peda...
Yo voy a ser el responsable...
Y ya hasta que se murió mi papá... nos empezaron a agandallar...
Hasta irnos a Japon...
"Hagan lo que quieran que se van a ir igual a la verga"
Hacen su luchita... cual luchita... imagínense esas mamadas...
Caben... sigan cabando... seguimos pendejos... seguimos con lo mismo... caben más...
Aquí ya están boletinados....
Se ve que sabia... de donde a el tal Arturo le van a partir su madre...
Sigue asusandome...
Vi una página un día como en el año 2000... entraron al camerino de la tal Anahi la cantante... cual cerveza Asahi... la agarraron como una ratoncita... nombre le cayeron como perros... de a madre...
Quien sabía de esta página... "Los que iban a revisar... Arturo y su compadre el de los pasaportes..."
"Unas bases de datos de los iris..." que una secretaria se llamaba isis... la mama del transexual... que murió se cambió el nombre al de una compañera de la universidad... que era de origen Alemán...
Quw vergüenza...
Así de pasados de verga...
Me dicen unas personas... deberías de ese guey de los pasaportes... meterle... prenderlo de un megavergazo...
Como creen... decían en Italia... "el tal Conde tiene 2 hijas..." me reía... que prendan el helicoptero... o también tengo que ir a trabajar... a mi me vale verga...
Que una empresa de aquí de telecomunicaciones... la tal megacable... se había cambiado el nombre a Mega... como la comercial mexicana que cerro...
Que ellos gobernaban... decían...
Era un plan para según llevarme al pueblo ese...
Te ríes...
"No quiero tener que ir a sacar a tu papa... lo vuelvan a bajar de la camioneta..."
"Ya te van a decir..."
😂
Tenia yo unos amigos de a madre... en muchas partes... de 50... 60 años... todos me dicen... "que te vaya bien en Japón..."
Creo hasta Trump... dijo eso igual...
No te vayan a engañar...
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Cantando...
"Se la robe y me la robaron se la compre y me la compraron... esta viiiida todo cobra y yo soy el pagador..."
Se le ocurrió decirme de mamadas que había ido al cañón del sumidero... todo enfermo... que esto y el otro... que lo meto en la computadora... positivo es marihuano... voy a investigar... oye papá yo voy a chiapas a ver unas cosas. llego a el museo de la marimba... veo que personifica a mi abuelita paterna con dos hombres a los lados... como una foto le mande a Frankie...
Al tío que era comandante... lo exterminaron... el tal Castagne...
Salen que eran "Gentes de servicios públicos..." Todo lo que hacen para irse bien a la verga... porque no van a ninguna otra parte...
Quisieran que uno los obedezca como tienen ellos que obedecer... Organo Interno de Control... Robert se bañaba con Shampoo Organogal...
A quien bajan? A nadie... "Los bajamientos" era una gorda desmadrada y la tal Yolanda que iban ahí a culearla... y ya... cuales bajamientos? "Las funciones"
Se regreso de California una vez en un día... "ya termino la función...?" Decía Obrador...
Unas jurisprudencias... funcionales... puras mamadas de perdedores...
"Ya va tirando mierda..."
😂😂😂😂😂
Que horror...
Mandaban mensajes... nunca le hice caso a la vieja esa... es más le dije... "vayan con dios"
Siguieron todavía con sus mamadas... que los rafaeles... los judios... etc...
Tiene mi mamá una amiga apellidaba Maldonado...
Que es de una buena familia aquí...
"Eso era algo mal Donado..."
Todo era una trama... que llegaba el loco ese al hospital...
Vengo a comprar una bolsa... quiero ahuevo me la guises...
Yo no me dedico a vender ni me dedique... ni nada.... bolsas...
Me habla un día la tal Elia la vieja esa periodista...
Nononono tu me dijiste que me podías conseguir unas bolsas hermes... y me las consigues... porque ya se las prometi a Carolina... (una expresidenta)
Ah sisisisisisi...
Me habla la vieja pidiendo créditos... "no te pases de verga... consigueme las bolsas a la de ahuevo..."
Alguien escucho el altavoz... dijeron... se dieron cuenta... "no... esa señora esta muy muy mal... es más mi papá estaba ahí también..."
Ahoritititita te hago el cheque... cuanto es... revisa... 5.mil x tantos pesos por dos bolsas... ya vieron todos... los que estaban... si si...
Aquí esta el cheque... que se le paguen y que chingue a su madre...
Me volví a buscar la vieja esa... todo llevaba un procedimiento...
Yo era ignorante...
Hasta que trae como unas 5 o 6 botella de vino.... ya cuando vi una con unas etiquetas de diurex... que verga... voy a sacar esto ahorititita... en una de esas mi mamá las abre peda...
Yo voy a ser el responsable...
Y ya hasta que se murió mi papá... nos empezaron a agandallar...
Hasta irnos a Japon...
"Hagan lo que quieran que se van a ir igual a la verga"
Hacen su luchita... cual luchita... imagínense esas mamadas...
Caben... sigan cabando... seguimos pendejos... seguimos con lo mismo... caben más...
Aquí ya están boletinados....
Se ve que sabia... de donde a el tal Arturo le van a partir su madre...
Sigue asusandome...
Vi una página un día como en el año 2000... entraron al camerino de la tal Anahi la cantante... cual cerveza Asahi... la agarraron como una ratoncita... nombre le cayeron como perros... de a madre...
Quien sabía de esta página... "Los que iban a revisar... Arturo y su compadre el de los pasaportes..."
"Unas bases de datos de los iris..." que una secretaria se llamaba isis... la mama del transexual... que murió se cambió el nombre al de una compañera de la universidad... que era de origen Alemán...
Quw vergüenza...
Así de pasados de verga...
Me dicen unas personas... deberías de ese guey de los pasaportes... meterle... prenderlo de un megavergazo...
Como creen... decían en Italia... "el tal Conde tiene 2 hijas..." me reía... que prendan el helicoptero... o también tengo que ir a trabajar... a mi me vale verga...
Que una empresa de aquí de telecomunicaciones... la tal megacable... se había cambiado el nombre a Mega... como la comercial mexicana que cerro...
Que ellos gobernaban... decían...
Era un plan para según llevarme al pueblo ese...
Te ríes...
"No quiero tener que ir a sacar a tu papa... lo vuelvan a bajar de la camioneta..."
"Ya te van a decir..."
😂
Tenia yo unos amigos de a madre... en muchas partes... de 50... 60 años... todos me dicen... "que te vaya bien en Japón..."
Creo hasta Trump... dijo eso igual...
No te vayan a engañar...
2024.06.01 07:23 TopNefariousness6467 ¿Pregunta cómo hago para sacar a un loquito de mí casa de formas legales?
Contexto: Ahi un loquito ahora en mí casa, resulta que vino hoy y se quedó ah dormir, justo está en este mismo momento esta durmiendo en mí casa.
Se preguntaran, ¿Por qué hay un loquito en tu casa? Bueno resulta que es el hermano de mí mamá, vino para acá desde muy lejos, después de nunca venir a visitarnos. El es el mellizo de mí madre que los dos tienen unos 40 y tantos vivía con su familia cerca de la plata, vivía con su mamá, pero está semana la madre y la hermana le pusieron una perimetral por qué se estaba portando mal, el hombre según dicen por allá, quiso machetear a un sujeto que estaba trabajando o algo asi en el terreno donde vive el (no se mucho del tematampoco quiero andar en el tema, solo se que el lo quiso machetear y eso lógicamente está mal.
Es Tipo religioso, de esos que te quiere imponer sus ideología a la fuerza y si no con el, estás en contra de el
Es una persona que está fuera de sus cabales, pero lo hace en modo víctima
Se preguntan como se todo esto, resulta que el hombre lo contó todo, incriminandose, lo se por qué está todo rec.
Pregunta cómo hago para sacar de mí casa de formas legales?
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Se preguntaran, ¿Por qué hay un loquito en tu casa? Bueno resulta que es el hermano de mí mamá, vino para acá desde muy lejos, después de nunca venir a visitarnos. El es el mellizo de mí madre que los dos tienen unos 40 y tantos vivía con su familia cerca de la plata, vivía con su mamá, pero está semana la madre y la hermana le pusieron una perimetral por qué se estaba portando mal, el hombre según dicen por allá, quiso machetear a un sujeto que estaba trabajando o algo asi en el terreno donde vive el (no se mucho del tematampoco quiero andar en el tema, solo se que el lo quiso machetear y eso lógicamente está mal.
Es Tipo religioso, de esos que te quiere imponer sus ideología a la fuerza y si no con el, estás en contra de el
Es una persona que está fuera de sus cabales, pero lo hace en modo víctima
Se preguntan como se todo esto, resulta que el hombre lo contó todo, incriminandose, lo se por qué está todo rec.
Pregunta cómo hago para sacar de mí casa de formas legales?