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Code Lyoko Episode 55: Tech Warrior
Author: James the Lesser/The Bunnyman
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, MOONSCAPE DOES, I THINK!
Miles away from Kadic Academy a military base has just gotten done showing off its new creation. A twelve foot armored dreadnought, capable of defending a base on it's own from an invasion force of a thousand people, enough guns and missiles to devastate any force, it cost them 7.2 million to make but already had orders for 36 million Euro each. The pilot climbs down after using the machine to destroy several dummy targets for generals from around the world. "Man that's always fun."
"Sure to change the way we fight, I doubt anything could stop Betsy." He helps the pilot down from Betsy, the nickname given to the dreadnought, and gives him a bottle of water. "Just imagine if we had that in the last war, just send ten of those things out and we could have taken on all of Germany, without losing anyone."
"And here we are selling Her to other countries." They laugh.
"We don't have to worry, we don't have oil so America won't invade us and Germany is to broke to buy any." They laugh again looking East, where Germany is, then west, where America is.
"And Betsy can't swim." They look north at England.
"Not yet anyways, they are working on that and on hovering abilities in case they need to go down or up stairs." The machine was still great, he piloted it four times now, this time in front of an audience, far better then a tank or armored hummer.
"Well there's a party at the bunks tonight, sure we can wait to unload the ammo on that thing."
"Maybe, if we get some good booze might try taking Betsy for a joy ride." They laugh, the thing actually had a block on it so that if anyone that had alcohol tried to drive it the machine actually shut down. Those scientists were brilliant, and so was the machine. They leave Betsy in the hanger, three techs go over and check the machine out, make sure everything still worked properly, and unloaded the ammunition.
That night while the soldiers were celebrating a good show of Betsy, with several rounds of "To Betsy!" and "For She's a jolly good giant." A Xana ghost creeps out of an electrical outlet. It possesses the two guards who were not paying attention as this was a military base, who would be stupid enough to attack? They go and load the dreadnought with ammunition, filling its tanks with the special fuel that, if the government ever got around to it, could be sold for use in civilian vehicles to run cleaner then gas, and better. The Xana ghost then leaves one of the guards and enters the dreadnought turning it on. The remaining guard goes to the carrier truck and backs it up and lowers the platform for the dreadnought to walk on. Revving the engines the Xana controlled guard drives out of the hanger and goes full speed towards the gate, crashing through it and off the base. Sirens blare and a computer beeps miles away.
Jeremie hears the beeping, his laptop had the volume up high enough to wake him. "A tower, now, it's too late for this." Jeremie looks at the clock, almost four in the morning. "Ok, too early for this." Jeremie gets his glasses off the table next to his bed and put them on so he can see the numbers on his phone.
"Hello?" Aelita woke when her phone rang; she had gone to bed early after playing soccer with Ulrich that day, it tired her out.
"Hi Aelita, Xana has activated a tower, you and the others need to get to the Factory." Jeremie felt bad for this, he could go back to bed, or stay in it while watching on his laptop, while his friends had to get up and go to Lyoko.
"It's not even day outside Jeremie, how do we explain this to Mr. Stern?" She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, looking out her window at the stars and moon.
"Well, astronomy is science right? Have to do that at night, leave a note saying that you went out early to work on that." It was too early to think of anything better.
"Ok Jeremie, tell the others, bye." She kisses the phone, like she had seen on TV, making Jeremie blush on the other side.
"Bye Aelita." Jeremie doesn't do the kiss back and hangs up. Aelita wasn't sure why Jeremie didn't do it; all the people on TV did it to loved ones, why didn't he do it to her? She gets up and changes into regular clothes before going to Ulrich's room. Knocking on the door she hears Ulrich move around in his bed.
"Ulrich, we need to go to Odd's." She whispers at first, but Ulrich doesn't move. She walks in and sees him curled up in a ball, arms hugging his knees to his chest, she had never seen anyone sleep like this maybe she was sleeping wrong. "Ulrich, get up, we have to go to Odd's." His eyes open, he didn't have his earplugs in since he didn't have to listen to Odd's snoring.
"What? It's not even morning, we can't." His father was strict, his mother was worse. No way would she let him and Aelita leave that early.
"Astronomy Ulrich, it's a science." Ulrich didn't understand, sitting up he shakes the dream he was having off.
"Science? Wait I thought Xana was attacking."
"We need to go now, leave a note saying that we are doing Astronomy, it is a science and I am supposed to be tutoring you in science right?" Aelita smiles at Ulrich hoping he would get it.
"Oh, uh, let me get dressed and you go leave the note." Aelita leaves Ulrich in his room and goes out into the kitchen to find Mr. Stern drinking coffee looking at something he called 'Stupid TPS Reports'.
"You forget the cover sheet once and you get six people yelling at you, maybe I shouldn't go today, don't even call them, and let them think I died." Putting the TPS Reports down he sees the girl, what was she doing up this early? "Can't sleep?" He couldn't, he was to busy grinding his teeth over his bosses, all six of them.
"No Sir, Ulrich and I are going outside for Astronomy, we have to be in bed early so I thought we could get up early and work on it." She smiles at him and grabs a piece of bread putting it in the toaster.
"What? If it was for tutoring you could have asked for permission to stay up later." The girl was amazing, she followed the rules better then he ever did as a teen, almost like she was an adult not some teenager. But again she found a way around the rules, can't stay up late so gets up early, such a good influence on Ulrich. "Well you be careful, around here the lights might keep you from seeing anything."
"I know Sir, I was wondering if we could get a ride to the park near the skating area. No lights, no people until later and on the way home we could stop to get something to eat." The bread pops out of the toaster and she grabs it eating it dry, enjoying the scratchiness of it. So many wonderful things on Earth she never got to enjoy on Lyoko. Even with her memories back she didn't know what it was like to be alive. She remembered her father, her mother, Mister Puck, but nothing from life, not her first time eating a sandwich, or ice cream, or drinking milk which she really enjoyed.
"I guess, I have to get to work early." Good, the park was closer to the Factory then here and this would cut down on the time it took them to get to the Factory. Ulrich comes out clothed and teeth brushed, he didn't do anything with his hair so he looked like a mess.
"I'm too tired to eat, Aelita are you ready to go?" He sits down, he was glad that Xana wasn't attacking ten times a day like Xana use to, but couldn't Xana have waited for day break?
"Yes Ulrich, your father is giving us a ride to the park, give you time to wake up." Aelita finishes her toast and gets up. "If we could leave now that would be great Sir, we need to get there before the sun comes up." Mr. Stern gets up, then Ulrich although not as easily, or happily as Aelita.
"Come on kids, here's some money Ulrich, for breakfast." He hands him a few Euros as they go out to the car. Mr. Stern remembers when he and his wife would get up early to watch the sunrise, although that was in college and when he was young enough to appreciate a sunrise. Now it meant another day of work and another day of being yelled at by six bosses to do the work of ten people. Getting to the car Ulrich lets Aelita have the front passenger seat, opening the door for her and calling her 'Princess'. She laughed but Mr. Stern gave them both a weird look. Ulrich gets in the back seat lying down instead of putting his seat belt on.
Getting to the park Aelita and Ulrich get out of the car. "Thank you Mr. Stern, have a good day at work." Aelita smiles at him closing her door.
"Yeah dad, see you later." Ulrich yawns still tired, why couldn't Xana have waited a couple more hours? Mr. Stern drives off leaving the two in the park. "Well the sewer entrance is over there so let's get going." Aelita grabs his arm.
"Ulrich we can stay out of the sewers, we aren't in school anymore and the Factory is right up this street." Getting up this early wasn't good for Ulrich, unlike Aelita who was tired after playing soccer with him Ulrich just got that buzz going, and stayed up late listening to music on his headphones. They walk down the street, Aelita enjoying the feeling of the morning air, not yet day, but really not night, this was a reason for being on Earth.
"What's that?" Ulrich sees a truck in front of the bridge leading to the Factory, but behind it is what he means.
"I don't know, it looks like a monster!" Jeremie told her Vampires weren't real, but what about that thing?
"A Xana monster? Maybe this is why the Tower was activated." Ulrich wasn't sure, it didn't look like anything he had seen, and there was no Eye on it.
"It's guarding the entrance, what do we do?" Aelita felt foolish for a second, of course it was a Xana monster, not some real monster on Earth, right?
"Let's find a sewer entrance." Ulrich grabs Aelita by the wrist leading her to the nearest one. "Ok, we go to the manhole right in front of the factory, I distract it and you get to Lyoko."
"What about the others? I need someone there incase Xana is guarding the tower." Ulrich was still not fully awake and hadn't thought of that.
"When we get to it we can call them." Ulrich pulls the cover off and the two go down into the sewers. Jogging, they find Yumi is already at the sewer entrance they usually used, along with Odd's bike. "Where's Odd?"
"I called, he got inside before that thing got here, I tried to go up but it has some nasty weapons." Yumi hurt her back when she fell trying to get back down but wasn't letting it affect her.
"So Xana has created a new monster, well we need to get Aelita…"
"No not a Xana monster, it uses guns and bullets, not lasers." That had scared her more then anything, a laser she could have handled, but a bullet? Not in the real world.
"Ok, you take Aelita to the Factory while I distract it." Ulrich wasn't going to let Yumi stay here, not after what he had seen on the last trip to Lyoko.
"No Ulrich you're faster, you can get Aelita there quicker, and I can use my gymnastics to dodge whatever that thing fires." So she hoped. She was about to climb up when Ulrich grabbed the waist of her pants and pulled her off.
"No Yumi, you take Aelita!" Ulrich jumps past the first few rungs and climbs away before Yumi could pull herself off the ground.
"What's wrong with you!" Now her back hurt even more, but when she got to Lyoko it would be healed, she just needed to get Aelita there. Standing up she sees Ulrich practically leap out of the manhole and start waving his arms.
"Hey ugly! Over here, you want me right, come and get me." He sees, and hears, one of the machine guns on the machine start to spin, then jumps when it starts shooting. He had never heard a gun in real life before and was surprised at how loud they were, if it kept shooting the cops would come. Running behind part of the suspension of the bridge Ulrich hears the bullets bouncing off, but the machine doesn't move. "Hey, come on, that the best you got?" Ulrich runs out and hears the guns start to wind up before more bullets are fired. Ulrich makes it to the truck and hides behind one of the many wheels, hearing the bullets slamming into the truck, and a new noise. He looks around the wheel and sees the machine is moving, in just a few more feet it would pass the manhole Yumi and Aelita were in. He hits his head on the platform of the truck above him when his phone rings. "Hello?"
"Hey I heard gunfire, is the Princess alright?" It was Odd.
"Yeah, I am distracting that thing so Yumi and Aelita can get to the Factory and use the Scanners to go to Lyoko."
"Are you suicidal? Ulrich I'm all for daring plans but on the early news they just reported an Urban Dreadnought Defense Fighter was stolen from a military base, I'm betting its big ugly up there."
"Odd I don't have to worry about it, I'll be fine." It was Yumi's grave in the future, not his; he just had to keep her alive until January 1st, 2007.
"Be careful Ulrich, Yumi would…" Odd stops when he hears more gun fire over the phone. "Ulrich!"
"I'm fine Odd but I have to go, Yumi and Aelita should be there soon." Ulrich just had to distract it for a few more minutes. "Hey uh, Dreadnought, over here!" He runs towards some trees hearing the machine guns spinning again, and then firing. The trees did little more then slow the bullets down; one took to many hits and fell over nearly hitting Ulrich as he ran for another manhole. He had passed the one him and Aelita used, and wasn't sure where the next one was. Turning around he sees Aelita and Yumi running towards the Factory, making it in. "Ugly, as fast as you can be you'll never catch me!" Ulrich begins running down the road along the river, there weren't any businesses or homes up ahead so no one would get hurt.
Ulrich hears a new sound and turns around just in time to duck as a missile flies over him. The missile begins to turn around when it slams into a tree exploding bringing the tree down. It falls into the river, creating a sort of bridge to the other side. "Let's see if you can swim!" Ulrich runs and jumps on the trunk, sliding down it and jumping as he got to the end. He catches the other edge with his gut knocking the wind from him but he is able to pull himself up onto it. The Dreadnought loads another missile and fires it, Ulrich jumps into the water avoiding the missile. He is about to come up when bullets fire into the water, but they move so fast it is like hitting concrete and they shatter upon entering the water. Ulrich swims under part of the tree and comes up on the other side, the Dreadnought doesn't see him.
Meanwhile, in the Factory, Aelita sends Yumi and Odd to Sector 2, the Forest Sector, and then sends herself after loading the Overwing and Overboard. "What is this place?" Aelita is amazed, the trees are all dead, many are gone, the grass is black, it looked like something she had seen in video of the attacks on Japan by the Americans, every thing looks burnt, looks dead.
"Don't worry Princess we won't be here long." Odd hops onto his Overboard. "Jeremie?"
"I'm here; I have to be quiet though so my parents don't hear me."
"Just warn us of any monsters, not that I am worried." Last time had been so easy, Odd had no worries.
"Well do it fast, I hacked the cameras around the Factory and Ulrich isn't doing so well, but the police just showed up.
And so they had, they saw the Dreadnought, what could they do? Whoever was operating it was unstoppable unless the military came out with the big guns. "Call it in to base; tell them it's a 10-99-2111 Code AA3." Or as cops liked to call it, put your head between your knees and kiss your butt goodbye as they were helpless.
On Lyoko the group headed towards the tower, seeing it in the distance. "So far so good." Yumi looked around for monsters and worried about the one Ulrich was dealing with.
Ulrich could hear the yelling, the cops were there but they couldn't stop that thing, Xana was controlling it. He swims back to the other side and climbs up. Before he gets to the top he hears the machine guns spinning, about to fire. "Get down it's gonna shoot!" Ulrich hopes the police heard him as seconds later he hears gunfire. Getting back to the top he sees that three cars were shot up badly but none of the officers seemed hurt as they started shooting back, their bullets bouncing off the armor.
"Kid what the heck are you doing out here! Go back home this thing isn't a toy." The Dreadnought turns 180 degrees at the waist and sees Ulrich; the machine guns start to spin.
"Get out of here before it kills you!" Ulrich runs away from the Dreadnought as it opens fire on him. He sees a manhole cover and opens it, climbing in he hears more gunfire, if those police officers died, not even a return to the past would bring them back. He gets to the bottom and runs over to the regular entrance and grabs Yumi's skateboard as he and Aelita had taken a different way here, there vehicles weren't there.
"Watch out there are three Tarantulas and something on the tower." Jeremie couldn't tell what it was, if it was a Hornet flying close to the tower it should have more Hornets around it.
"A Creeper? I guess they left Sector 5." Odd sees it hanging on to the tower, it fires at him but he dodges it.
"Odd I loaded a special arrow for you, fire it at the Creeper and see if it works." Jeremie wanted to see if the program he made worked with the Laser Arrows before he went any farther with it. Odd fires at the Creeper who moves out of its way, a sure miss, until it curves and hits the Creeper in the Eye and explodes.
"Have any more of those Einstein?"
"Not yet Odd, so it worked I take it." Good, he had downloaded the information Xana left from the time it was there as Franz Hopper, but how to make all of Odd's arrows guided Jeremie wasn't sure how to do yet.
Yumi throws both of her fans at the Tarantulas; they dodge them and then shoot them, knocking them away from Yumi. "Aelita get off here and hide, I need to get my fans." Aelita gets off and hides behind a stump. Yumi flies the Overwing and grabs one of her fans in time to block a laser from a Tarantula.
Odd flies above the Tarantulas firing at them, with 10,000 arrows in each glove he wasn't worried about running out of them. The Laser Arrows raining down on them cause the Tarantulas to stop firing at Yumi and start firing at Odd. Yumi is able to get her other fan and flies up behind a Tarantula, throwing a fan and hitting its Eye.
"Watch out!" The Overwing is hit by lasers from behind; two Blocks had come to join the fight. Aelita feels helpless, she couldn't even use her Creativity anymore, but her friends needed her, especially Ulrich.
Ulrich gets out of the sewers and sees that the cops ran away after their cars were turned into swiss cheese by the Dreadnought. He starts to run towards the Factory jumping on Yumi's skateboard. "Hey over here!" Ulrich hoped that the thing couldn't fly, or else his plan would fail.
Aelita fed up with hiding tries something. She starts singing, but then changes the pitch. If Xana used a different frequency for the towers maybe she needed to sing in a different pitch. She concentrated on the Blocks, to make the ground below them disappear. Yumi blocks some laser from them before being hit from behind by a charged up Tarantula laser causing her to devirtualize. Aelita doesn't see this; just the ground going away, she changed her pitch again, hearing a popping noise. Opening her eyes she sees the Blocks had fallen through a hole, her Creativity worked!
"Aelita get out of there, you just lost 20 points! If you keep getting hit…"
"I wasn't hit Jeremie I used my Creativity." But that was strange; Creativity took 50 points, not 20.
"If you say so Aelita, but now Yumi is back on Earth meaning Odd better take care of those Tarantulas." Jeremie was impressed, how had Aelita made her Creativity work? They tried to make it work but it never did, what did she do?
Yumi runs to the elevator and gets on, she needs to help Ulrich.
"Well I don't know about you but these monsters aren't the pushovers they were last time." Odd tried to hit them but couldn't, they dodged, or shot his arrows. They never did that before, and Odd was getting annoyed. "Come on let's see what you got!" Odd flies around the tower getting to the top, hidden from the Tarantulas.
"Ulrich!" Yumi sees Ulrich on her skateboard; he is going around in circles confusing the Dreadnought. But when he hears her voice he loses his concentration and falls. "No!" Yumi runs out hearing a strange whirring noise…
"Gotcha!" Odd had dived at the Tarantulas from the top of the tower and got one in the Eye. Now only one left, which shot the Overboard causing Odd to fall.
"Get away Yumi!" Ulrich rolled and got up before the Dreadnought could fire. Ulrich runs towards Yumi jumping and knocking both her and him over the edge, he reaches for the rope but misses and hears gun fire.
"Stop moving so much." Odd fired Laser Arrow after Laser Arrow but couldn't hit. Aelita watched, of Odd kept turning she would be able to get past the Tarantula.
Landing on the floor below Ulrich had turned his body so Yumi would land on him, breaking her fall. "Ulrich get up I can hear it." The Dreadnought walked towards the edge and looked over the edge, it couldn't get down but it still had plenty of fire power left. Firing a missile it misses Yumi and Ulrich but the vibration it makes causes the Dreadnought to lose its footing and fall over the edge.
It was now or never, Aelita runs as fast as she can, imagining Ulrich doing a Super Sprint, hoping to run faster. She get to the tower just as Odd gets hit again, devirtualizing.
"We did it Ulrich." Yumi pulls him up off the ground. The Dreadnought was on its back not moving.
"Yumi what were you doing, I can't believe you did that, what if you had…" Before Ulrich could finish his sentence the Dreadnought reveals a nasty surprise. A Hydraulic leg comes out of its back pushing it up right. An arm shoots out of the Dreadnoughts chest grabbing Yumi; it wasn't going to miss this time.
"I won't let you!" Ulrich jumps up and climbs on the Dreadnought. He starts punching it hoping to distract it. Instead a new gun comes out to shoot Ulrich. He sees it in time and starts to jump out of the way when it fires. The pellets from the shotgun hit Ulrich in the leg.
"Ulrich!" Yumi sees the blood come out; it forms a pool around Ulrich as he lies on the floor. The Dreadnought moves Yumi in front of its right arm, it couldn't miss this time. To make sure Xana sends an electrical shot through the arm knocking Yumi out. The machine starts to spin, Ulrich can hear the noise but the pain in his leg blinds him to anything else.
"Tower Deactivated." Aelita leaves the tower to find one she can devirtualize in wondering how her friends were.
Odd gets out of the elevator and sees Ulrich on the ground, lying in a pool of blood, and Yumi still hanging from the Dreadnoughts arm. "Ulrich, are you alright?" Odd gets over to Ulrich and sees he is breathing, his phone rings. "Hello? Call 911 Ulrich was shot." Odd sees the holes in Ulrich's pants, a bunch of them.
"No Odd just take him and Yumi to the Scanner room, send them to Lyoko, and they will be healed." Jeremie had been watching on the Factory cameras.
"Are you sure?" Odd wasn't sure he could carry them at the same time, but Ulrich looked like he needed the most help.
"Yes Odd, remember when that glass broke in Yumi's hand? It was healed after she went to Lyoko good as new." He also had done a return to the past, but odd was to busy dragging Ulrich, who passed out from the pain, to the elevator. Odd pushes the button for it to open but it doesn't, instead he hears the noise of it running, Aelita was coming up. When it opens Odd drags Ulrich on.
"Get Yumi, I'll send the elevator back up after I get Odd to the Scanner room."
"What, why Odd? I deactivated the tower." She sees the blood trail, then looks for Yumi and doesn't see her as the Dreadnought blocks her view.
"Jeremie says it will heal them." Aelita gets off and Odd goes down with Ulrich.
Aelita finds Yumi hanging from the arm of the Dreadnought and has to take Yumi's shirt off as the claws were still clamped on it. Yumi drops to the ground and Aelita climbs down to get her. Having as hard of a time as Odd did with Ulrich; it takes Aelita a minute to get to the elevator which Odd had already sent up.
Down in the Scanner Room Odd was able to get Ulrich to fit and waited for Aelita to come down. When the elevator opens he sees Aelita and Yumi, more then usual. "Uh need help Princess?"
"Yes, she's heavy." Odd tries not to glance at Yumi in her undershirt; sure he'd seen her at the pool, but never in just her undershirt. They get Yumi in another Scanner and Aelita goes up to the Control Room. "Ok Odd, I'm sending them. Scanner Ulrich, scanner Yumi, transfer Ulrich, transfer Yumi, virtualization."
"What happened, how did we get here?" Yumi is looking around; they are back in the Forest Sector.
"I don't know, I was shot in the leg and I passed out." Ulrich hadn't seen the new Forest Sector before and looks around also.
"Is your leg ok?" She remembered that, Ulrich had been lying on the ground, blood… "That's it! They sent us here because when we come back our bodies will be healed!"
"I hope so, well, whoever is there can you bring us back?" Yumi devirtualizes, then Ulrich.
In the Scanner Room the doors open and Yumi, then Ulrich, come out and see Odd. "Hey guys, wax on, wax off, all has been healed, according to Einstein."
"Where's my shirt!" Yumi crosses her arms in front of her chest, yes she wasn't actually showing anything, but she wore a shirt for a reason.
"I couldn't break the hold of the monster so I had to get you out of your shirt." It was Aelita, getting off the elevator to see if her friends were alright. Ulrich takes his jacket off and gives it to Yumi.
"Thanks Ulrich." She puts it on. "So, now what?"
"We can't leave that thing here, we have to call the military…" Ulrich is cut off by Odd.
"And tell them what? We found their toy after it shot our friends? We'll be lucky if they don't bomb the Factory."
"Well what else do you want? If we leave it here Xana might try to possess it again and we sure can't move it."
"A return to the past would put it back, as if it never happened." Aelita wasn't sure if she wanted to do that but it was an answer.
"Yes but if it makes Xana stronger do we really want to? Ok voting time, everyone for calling the police or army or whoever to come pick up their toy raise a hand." Yumi, Ulrich, and Aelita raise their hand. "Return to the past?" Odd doesn't raise his hand. "Well Odd what's your solution?"
"Sell it on ebay for food money?" The group laughs.
"How do you stay so scrawny? Although if you had been shot it would have been easier to drag you to the Scanner Room." Aelita laughs while the rest give out an uneasy chuckle.
"I'm not scrawny I'm svelte." Odd lightens the mood. "We should use a pay phone though, and lock down the elevator incase they decide to try and take it."
"Good idea, but won't the police come for their cars?" The group leaves the Factory, passing shot up police cars, a shot up truck, and the bloodstain Ulrich left behind from his leg wound.
"You know if it fixes something like that maybe we could use it to cure other things, imagine curing cancer or broken bones in a matter of seconds."
"Well after we get rid of Xana we can do that Odd, but right now we need them to fight Xana, you know, the thing that keeps trying to uh, hurt us, and take over the world?" Ulrich almost said kill, but it made him think of the tombstone with Yumi's name on it.
"I'm hungry, lets stop at Out&In for some food." Odd rubs his stomach smiling at the rest.
"I'll pay." Ulrich reaches into his pocket and counts the money his dad had given him. "For me, Aelita, and Yumi. I don't think the army has a budget big enough to pay for Odd." The group laughs and goes to the Out&In for breakfast.


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posted by Alex .
I'm suppose to identify and label the Subject Compliments, Object Compliments, Direct Objects, and Indirect Objects in each of these sentences. I've got most of them already but I'm having trouble with just a couple.
Please Help,
1. Accomplishments have no color.
2. Gardening is an exercise in optimism.
3. The mob has many heads but no brains.
4. I never promised you a rose garden.
5. All work and no play make Jack a dull boy.
Thanks for the help.
The complements are:
heads, brains
you, garden
Jack, boy
What kinds of complements do you think these are?


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Lips are movin: My lipstick collection!15:32
Hi there fellow mermaids!
My all time favourite make-up products are probably lipsticks. I just love how you can get away with wearing every colour there possibly is out there and I do own quite a few. Today I wanted to share my 7 favourite ones with you, so let's get into it!
H&M Midnight RedThis one will have its big appearance very soon! With autumn coming up I already see myself wearing this one non stop. The pigmentation is absolutely insane, I dare to say even better that MAC's berry toned ones.
s-he stylezone 140This shade is a very bright red one, super similar to the Rimmel Kate Moss 107. In terms of pigmentation it's lovely and not drying.
claire's Dusky PinkThe same I said previously goes for this one, except for the colour. It's a subtle pink one, lovely pigmentation and really long lasting!
What's your favourite lipstick? Let me know in the comments below!
xoxo Julia


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Oatmeal-Cranberry-Almond Cookies
READY IN: 31mins
Recipe by Boomette
From the issue of November 2006 of Coup de pouce. This give 20 large cookies.
Top Review by rosie316
These turned out very yummy. I highly recommend them. The only thing I altered in the recipe was that I left out the almonds (I don't eat nuts), and I was baking other types of cookies at the same time at a slightly higher temp, so these only took about 12 minutes to bake. Everyone enjoyed them. Thanks for posting. (Made for "Alphabet Soup" tag)
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Ingredients Nutrition
- 354.88 ml flour
- 4.92 ml baking soda
- 2.46 ml salt
- 236.59 ml unsalted butter, soften
- 118.29 ml sugar
- 118.29 ml brown sugar, packed
- 2 eggs
- 4.92 ml vanilla
- 709.77 ml oatmeal
- 236.59 ml dried cranberries
- 236.59 ml almonds, roughly chopped
Directions See How It's Made
- In a bowl, mix flour, baking soda and salt. In another big bowl, with a mixer, mix butter, sugar, brown sugar until mixture has doubled. Add eggs and vanilla and mix. Add mixture of flour beating at low speed. Add oatmeal, cranberries and almonds and stir with a wooden spoon.
- Let drop the dough, 1/4 cup for each cookie, on ungreased baking sheets, leaving space of 3 inches between each cookies. Put one baking sheet on the superior grill, of a preheated oven of 350 F and the other baking sheet on the inferior grill. Cook 16 minutes or until cookies are golden but lightly soft on top (CHANGE THE BAKING SHEET AT MID-COOKING, THE ONE ON THE SUPERIOR GOES ON THE INFERIOR GRILL AND TURN THEM).
- Let cool on a rack for 2 minutes. Put the cookies on the rack and let cool completely.


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by Staff Writers
Pasadena CA (JPL) Sep 08, 2014
Rosetta scientists also discovered the comet's surface so far shows no large water-ice patches. The team expected to see ice patches on the comet's surface because it is too far away for the sun's warmth to turn its water into vapor.
"We're a bit surprised at just how unreflective the comet's surface is and how little evidence of exposed water-ice it shows," said Alan Stern, Alice principal investigator at the Southwest Research Institute in Boulder, Colorado.
Alice is probing the origin, composition and workings of comet 67P/Churyumov-Gerasimenko, to gather sensitive, high-resolution insights that cannot be obtained by either ground-based or Earth-orbiting observation.
It has more than 1,000 times the data-gathering capability of instruments flown a generation ago, yet it weighs less than nine pounds (four kilograms) and draws just four watts of power. The instrument is one of two full instruments on board Rosetta that are funded by NASA. The agency also provided portions of two other instrument suites.
Other U.S. contributions aboard the spacecraft are the Microwave Instrument for Rosetta Orbiter (MIRO), the Ion and Electron Sensor (IES), part of the Rosetta Plasma Consortium Suite, and the Double Focusing Mass Spectrometer (DFMS) electronics package for the Rosetta Orbiter Spectrometer for Ion Neutral Analysis (ROSINA). They are part of a suite of 11 total science instruments aboard Rosetta.
MIRO is designed to provide data on how gas and dust leave the surface of the nucleus to form the coma and tail that gives comets their intrinsic beauty. IES is part of a suite of five instruments to analyze the plasma environment of the comet, particularly the coma.
To obtain the orbital velocity necessary to reach its comet target, the Rosetta spacecraft took advantage of four gravity assists (three from Earth, one from Mars) and an almost three-year period of deep space hibernation, waking up in January 2014 in time to prepare for its rendezvous with 67P/Churyumov-Gerasimenko.
Rosetta also carries a lander, Philae, which will drop to the comet's surface in November 2014.
The comet observations will help scientists learn more about the origin and evolution of our solar system and the role comets may have played in providing Earth with water, and perhaps even life.
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I have always found the Guardian to be reliable, one of the great newspapers world wide for being accurate and careful in what they write.
And today the Guardian wrote a piece that calls Jeff Sessions a liar. Still. New. It says that after Sessions met with the Russian Ambassador at the RNC convention, casually, which appears to be true, SESSIONS ALSO MET WITH THE RUSSIAN AMBASSADOR PRIVATELY AT THE RNC, OTHER THAN HIS CASUAL PUBLIC ENCOUNTER.
That makes his explanation of his failure to admit this to the Senate Confirmation senators' questions under oath. THIS raises the issue of credible perjury by Sessions, if it can be proven — and I would expect it can be proven, if it is being leaked in this way by Justice or others who are whistle blowers.
"According to a justice department official speaking anonymously to the Washington Post when it first reported the story, the meeting was casual: Kislyak and other ambassadors approached Sessions after he finished giving a speech. Sessions then spoke with Kislyak alone, the official said, citing a former staffer for the senator. To say the meeting was "set up by the Obama administration" is false."
Further it clarifies that contrary to claims from the White House or Sessions, this was not a meeting set up by the Obama State Department. What is true is that the US had a long standing pattern of inviting ambassadors from other countries to our political conventions as an educational opportunity, organized through the State Department. No subsequent meetings at the convention could be characterized as this kind of very public attendance by the Russian ambassador.
Nowhere do we see this attendance at the Republican Convention by the Russian ambassador or anyone in his embassy doing this with Hillary Clinton and the Democratic convention.
Further, it appears that Jeff Sessions attended the GOP Convention on the Trump campaign dime, using campaign donations funding for that trip, not his own $$$ and not any senate funds to do so. This has been reported by a range of sources, including the Wall Street Journal and San Francisco Gate:
"The use of political funds instead of legislative funds is an important distinction because the Trump administration maintains that Session was acting only in his role as a then-U.S. senator when he talked to Kislyak."
This looks like the first sparks of the fire behind the smoke. Meanwhile Trump adds to the smoke with more lies, more false accusations, and his spokespuppets try to walk back what he tweeted uncontrollably from his gold-plated throne in Florida, aka the twitter sh*tter. And more sparks fly, more fire and smoke, the downfall of the Trump administration heats up.
Fact check: what did Trump's tweets about Obama's 'wiretaps' mean? (The Guardian)
Report: Sessions used political funds for GOP convention, where he met Russian envoy (SFGate)
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On this weekend two years ago, the Sydney Morning Herald rolled off the presses with one of the most poignant front pages in its 185 years of print.
The faces of six smiling women from NSW - each of them killed by men they knew - confronted readers on page one of the Herald's highest selling paper.
Beginning with the stabbing murder of Ivana Ukropina, 29, by her father in November 2013, and culminating in the fatal bashing of Margaret Tamnous, 47, by her jealous husband, the three month period marked a horrific spate of fatal domestic violence in NSW.
The headline was unambiguous in its societal critique: "the women we failed".
Since then, domestic violence awareness has reached a high watermark, due in large part to sustained media attention and the advocacy of Rosie Batty during her 2015 campaign as Australian of the Year.
"From a law enforcement perspective we've been talking about this for a long time," Assistant Commissioner Mick Fuller, the NSW Police spokesman on domestic violence said.
"For someone to put it on the front page, people read it, and then people start to listen and things start to happen."
According to Moo Baulch, chief executive Domestic Violence NSW, the last two years have produced "a completely different conversation about domestic and family violence".
"A big part of that is the media really explaining the continuum of violence, explaining that these deaths of women are not isolated incidents and are actually part of a pattern in our country."
But while the conversation has changed, the statistics have not.
At least 30 NSW women have been killed by their current or former partners since the Herald began its Shine A Light campaign in March 2014.
What was originally intended as "year long campaign to illuminate the public and our leaders on what remains a national tragedy", has been extended indefinitely.
This month alone has seen a parade of horrific violence by men against women.
On Tuesday, a 23-year-old British woman was stabbed multiple times as she fought off her 27-year-old flatmate after he attempted to sexually assault her in their shared accommodation in Redfern.
Two weeks earlier, a 25-year-old man allegedly assaulted his girlfriend and used her torn clothing to strangle her until she lost consciousness, at which point he continued to physically and indecently assault her.
Three days before, a 20-year-old man struck his 18-year-old girlfriend across the face with a beer bottle as they were walking along a footpath on the Central Coast.
Assistant Commissioner Mick Fuller at the Sydney Police Centre. Photo: Dallas Kilponen
A week before, a man allegedly stabbed his ex-partner in Sydney's inner south before fleeing the scene in a taxi.
And on February 1, mother of five Sharon Michelutti was found stabbed to death in her bedroom. Her partner Gavin Debeyer, 50, was charged with her murder.
These incidents are just a handful of the 12,000 domestic violence cases NSW police respond to on average each month.
The fact that domestic assault rates in NSW have not shifted - with the latest data showing there were 28,980 in 12 months to September 2015 - risks casting 2015 as a year of unprecedented social awareness with little tangible change to show for it.
But this underplays the reality that more women and children are coming forward to report abuse, and frontline services are more strained than ever before, Ms Baulch said.
"One in two women couldn't get into the system before [two years ago], and that was before the massive increase in awareness. Now we've got more and more women seeking support and there just aren't enough beds in the system, both in crisis accommodation and long-term housing."
The national focus on domestic violence has also driven significant change in policing - a realm that has traditionally faced criticism for failing to regard family violence with the same importance as other crimes.
NSW police now "do more training for domestic violence than any other single crime type", Assistant commissioner Fuller said.
"The journey for a victim 10 years ago in this space would have been very daunting compared with what's in place now."
Unquestionably, the recording of video evidence of victims at the scene of violent assaults has been the biggest game-changer in terms of convicting violent perpetrators.
The initiative, an Australian first, was implemented by NSW Police in July last year, and has been overwhelmingly endorsed by prosecutors who frequently saw cases fall over because victims changed their minds about testifying, Assistant commissioner Fuller said.
The video statements, which capture the indicia of violence - blood, bruises, broken furniture, crying children - can then be used as evidence-in-chief against the perpetrator in court.
"The victims when they see it six months later, even if they have second thoughts, it is a real reminder of the carnage they went through on that night," he said.
In the latest initiative rolled out across the state two weeks ago, domestic violence offenders are profiled and targeted by police in a similar way to other criminals.
They will find themselves stopped by police for any offence, however minor, including broken tail lights, or failing to walk their dog on a leash, Assistant commissioner Fuller said.
The message is: "while you assault your partner, we're on your tail".
"It's all about stopping them from assaulting their next victim."


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Maple Walnut Scones
READY IN: 1hr 20mins
Recipe by ratherbeswimmin
For mom's fall baking
Ingredients Nutrition
- 414.03 ml all-purpose flour
- 118.29 ml cake flour, plus additional if necessary
- 9.85 ml baking powder
- 2.46 ml salt
- 88.74 ml cool unsalted butter, cut into chunks
- 118.29 ml finely chopped toasted walnut pieces
- 1 large egg, at room temperature
- 118.29 ml yogurt
- 59.14 ml maple syrup, plus
- 4.92 ml maple syrup
- 1 large egg yolk
- 29.58 ml milk
Directions See How It's Made
- Position oven rack in the center of the oven; preheat oven to 375°F; line a large baking sheet with parchment paper; set aside.
- In a bowl, mix both flours, baking powder, and salt together.
- Cut in the butter with a pastry cutter, pressing the flour and butter together through the tines until the mixture resembles coarse meal.
- Stir in the walnut pieces, whole egg, yogurt, and ¼ cup maple syrup; stir just until a batter comes together into a moist dough.
- Lightly dust a clean, dry work surface with flour; turn out the dough onto it.
- Knead a few times, just until the dough begins to hold its shape.
- If it is sticky, add a touch more cake flour, just to keep it moist but stable.
- Gently press-do not roll—into a circle about 8 inches in diameter.
- Slice the circle into 8 wedges, like a pie.
- Transfer these to the prepared baking sheet.
- Whisk the egg yolk, remaining 1 teaspoon maple syrup, and milk in a small bowl.
- Brush the mixture over the scones.
- Bake about 20 minutes, until brown and firm.
- Cool on a baking sheet for a couple of minutes, then transfer to a wire rack to continue cooling for at least 10 minutes before serving.


text: It has probably been done before, but that doesn't matter, because this online ad agency ('Papercut') simulator is very well executed by real life agency Qi. It was initiated by the VEA (Association of Advertisers) to give secondary school students a peek into the world of advertising. The site takes them by the hand in learning the ins and outs of the advertising process; there's a difficult client – lingerie brand Guilty – a briefing, a timeline and a team of typical ad people. There are phone conversations, difficult questions, brainstorms, strategic positioning diagrams, sketches, traffic problems, deadlines and client presentations. Thoroughly done and very educational. It must have been a time consuming project! So either Qi got heavily underpaid or the VEA is very rich. In any case, a good way to persuade teenagers towards advertising at a relatively young age.


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There's a new CVS coupon policy today. I haven't had a chance to look it over, but you can view it here.
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Till The Very Last Breath
A Xenocide Production
AN: A thought of how the last battle will take place, and who will remain standing. When Good triumphs over Evil, it's always a good thing, right?
Summary: Only one thing had managed to stay true to form, and that had been the presence of the executioner. Though one person can manage, two is usually the norm for such things.
Disclaimer: I own not Harry Potter and all other things related.
It hadn't turned out exactly the way he had thought it would be.
For one thing, it was a textbook example of a typical summer evening. The sun was in its death throes as it sank into the misty embrace of the encroaching night. A miasma of colors were splayed across the horizon, looking nothing more than a child's muddled plaything.
A cool breeze was wafting across the open ground, toying with his stringy hair and sluggishly lifting the tattered remnants of his robes.
It was silent now, with not a hint of the blistering cacophony of hate and rage that had flown across the field not a scant hour earlier.
A small choir of cicadas were singing, apparently unaware or uncaring of mankind's taste for destruction.
Leaning tiredly against the trunk of a sickly oak, he laughed weakly at the absurdity of it all.
Death was not supposed to be so damn peaceful.
It always happened in the deepest night, or the ominous overcast of a cloudy sky that threatened rain. The sun usually hid its face, unwilling to look upon such self-inflicted misery. Death was always found in barren places, devoid of the promise of life, not blatantly surrounded by it. Who ever heard of death being found in a flower garden, a peaceful forest, or the small meadow beside it?
Only one thing had managed to stay true to form, and that had been the presence of the executioner. Though one person can manage, two is usually the norm for such things.
One Harry Potter was limping silently, painfully, and slowly towards the tree upon which one Draco Malfoy was leaning against. The jagged scar on Harry's face was bleeding, and silky crimson made many trails down his face, only to drip off of the edge of his chin. His clothes, only a plain white t-shirt and a pair of jeans, were torn to pieces and blackened with grime. His skin was like wise covered in cuts and gashes. His right arm was mangled nearly beyond recognition, broken like a twig in a haphazard fashion up to his shoulder.
Draco watched the Boy Who Lived approach with his wand laying at his side. He was in the same, if not worse, wretched condition that his counterpart was. Though both of his arms were intact, his left leg ended just below the knee. He was grateful that his injury was a little less…cruelly inflicted than Potter's had been.
He made no move to reach for his wand, though he noted that Potter was clutching his own in his left hand.
Harry, after several painstakingly short and yet infinite moments, was standing in front of Draco.
Death Eater looked up at Destined Savior.
"Fancy meeting you here, Potter." The tired boy spoke. "Not exactly how--"
"You imagined it, right?" The other weary boy finished slowly. "Same here, Malfoy."
Silence reigned for a for moments, before--
"So…..it's finished then?" Draco queried tentatively.
Harry nodded stiffly, a faraway look in his eyes.
"Oh. That's good then." This seemed like a rather inadequate way to express the crushing relief that suddenly filled his soul, but it would have to do.
Harry was still silent so---
"You gave it to the bastard good, right?"
Harry snorted. "Why should you care, Malfoy? If I recall correctly, you weren't exactly on the right side of the field back there."
The Slytherin grinned mirthlessly. "My father may have been content to bow to the half-blood, but Malfoys bow to no one. I remembered that one important lesson that he taught me, though he seemed to forget it himself in the end."
The Golden Boy also grinned, a grin devoid of any warmth at all. "A Malfoy with a bit of sense and pride about him. Will wonders never cease?"
There was another infinite moment of silence.
"Did the Dark Lord…err…" Draco could not quite find the courage to voice his query, so he merely gestured vaguely at his enemy's mangled arm.
Harry looked down and stared blankly at the torn stump of his appendage. It was quite odd. He couldn't feel a blasted thing. Not even a twinge of discomfort.
"Ah, no." He replied blandly. "The greasy git did that one."
"………" There was a dangerously blank look on the Death Eater's face. "I see."
A beat.
"I suppose that you…" The pale boy said in a soft voice, but trailed off uncertainly. There was really no need to finish that question. Both men knew the answer to it.
Potter nodded at his enemy's missing leg. "Who did that? Bit of powerful spellwork, that."
"What? Oh, you mean…" The blank look hardened somewhat, as if in preparation. "Granger did that. Goyle got her in the back before I could knock her down." He hesitated, then added quietly, "She didn't deserve to go out like that. No one does."
Harry's eye twitched, and his mouth tightened imperceptibly.
"Oh." His remaining hand grasped his wand till the knuckles were white. Draco noted this with a passive detachment.
"Harry…." Draco sighed softly. Harry's eyes widened slightly at the use of his name by his old nemesis, but that was the only reaction he showed. "For what it's worth….I'm sorry."
"It's a little late for 'sorry' and first names, Malfoy." Harry uttered in a tired voice. He was so very, very tired.
The youngest Malfoy shrugged. "I know." He said simply, agreeing wholeheartedly.
Yet another of those millennia long silences. "I've got a request, Potter."
A sooty eyebrow raised in surprise. "A request? I really don't think you can afford that luxury, old boy."
Draco easily brushed off Harry's sad attempt at humor. "Just hear me out, at least. This is the only time that you'll ever hear a Malfoy actually ask for something, so I would enjoy it if I were you." With a grunt of effort and picking his wand up, he jerkily hoisted himself off of the ground, using the tree as support. Panting harshly, he leaned upright against the trunk of the tree. He was far too pale than was healthy and his leg was bleeding freely, torn open by his harsh movements. "As…I...was saying…Potter…" The scion of Slytherin had to take a deep breath, winded by his effort to stand.
Harry waited patiently. He had all the time in the world.
Draco regained his air. "I want you to remember me." His gaze bore intently into Harry's own. "But not like this." And here he made a sweeping motion with his hand, encompassing his tattered and weary self. "Remember me as the boy who hated you for showing him up at school in grades and Quidditch, not as the Death Eater who hated you because he was ordered to do so. Remember me as a friendship lost, because pride and stupidity barred my way."
He blinked and suddenly snarled, "And I don't want your pity, Potter. If you're not going to take me seriously, then fuck off!"
Harry's eyes hardened quickly, shed of whatever budding feelings of pity and sadness he may have held for the man in front of him.
He nodded in hollow satisfaction. "That's better." He bowed his head, closing his eyes. He tried to think back to the last time where he was truly happy. The years flew by, but not one moment could he find that could make him smile in the remembrance of it. He grimaced to himself.
He sighed and opened his eyes, raising his head and letting them spy at the dying sunlight that trickled lazily through gaps in the leaves. He suddenly smiled. Not happy, exactly…..but content. He was content. He could be content in this moment, where it was only himself and the warm sunlight.
His thoughts were interrupted by a gentle query. "Anything else, Malfoy?"
He brought his eyes back down. Misty gray met emerald steel.
"Yeah….." He smirked lazily. "Fuck you, Potter."
Harry snorted, vainly trying to hold back a weak laugh. "Right back at you, ferret boy."
They both smiled for a few moments.
For that brief moment in time, they could pretend. Neither man's vision was colored with the cloudy mist of war or the clear lucidity of hate.
They could pretend that they were merely two old schoolmates, bitter rivals but not quite enemies, laughing over their mutual dislike of the other.
It was the Death Eater who returned to reality first. It was almost as if a mask had been pulled over his true face, replacing warmth with a sheet of icy hostility, gray eyes glittering with cold malice. Harry only caught the transition because he himself was quite practiced in the art of wearing masks, not only for others, but for himself.
And so he followed suit, hiding Harry from view and bringing the Chosen One to the forefront.
The Death Eater went for his wand, already knowing that it was futile. His enemy was much faster and skilled than himself, loath though he was to admit it. But still, he attacked, because it was the only thing to do, the only thing he could do. What else was left for one whose only knowledge in life was death?
The Chosen One also knew that the Death Eater was far slower than himself. The drawing of wands was a forgone conclusion, loath though he was to admit it. But still, he attacked, because it was what he was made for, what he was born for. What else was there for a weapon forged from birth to do?
They both could only marvel at the utter unfairness of it all.
A soft, almost silent green whoosh, and the Death Eater slumped back against the trunk of the tree, eyes gazing lazily at some unknown world beyond the living's knowledge. The wand fell gracelessly from his grasp, clattering on the ground as he slid slowly down to the grass.
Harry could not take off his mask, even when he lowered his wand to his side, and even when he lowered his body to sit across from the Death Eater.
If he did, he knew that he would break down, and be utterly and completely undone.
It was a strange thing, he thought detachedly, to feel so much remorse for an enemy that had none.
Perhaps it was because both men had far more similarities between them than they thought. Both were born for a specific purpose, though one was to serve a Dark Lord, and the other defeat one.
Both were bereft of a family, one by way of a simple spell, and the other by way of promises of power.
And both had been trapped by what fate and circumstance had made them, unable to deviate from the cruel script that had been written for them even as they were taken from the womb.
Yes, he could certainly sympathize. The life of one destined for the Dark is no less painful than one destined for the Light. Probably even more so. His enemy had even shared his own desperation to be remembered as his own person, not as what others had built him up to be. The Death Eater had somehow known that the Chosen One would understand his request. It was not some melodramatic soliloquy, designed to bring tears to his eyes, or even a last plea for mercy.
It was merely a request to be remembered as who had truly been, not what others thought he was.
He sighed and raised his head, soaking in the evening sunlight that trickled lazily through gaps in the clouds. He suddenly smiled. Not happy, exactly…..but content. He was content. He could be content in this moment, where it was only himself, his enemy, and the warm sunlight.
It was a moment that no one could take from him.
"Harry?" A cautious query from behind. It was Ron. Of course it was.
Without a word or acknowledgement of his friend, Harry Potter buried his face in his one remaining hand and became utterly and completely undone.


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(Ignore da title, yes?) So, I wanna let you in on a secret. I have OCD. I've had it since I created my first OC about...two years ago. Now, I have over fifty. Each one is individual and special in their own way. I have taken care to eradicate all Mary Sues and Gary Stues. I especially love using past elements, as seen with my Roman Tragedies characters. DeviantArt fuels my OCD. I hate to love you, and can't live with or without you, dA.
About OCD:
OCD (Original' C'haracter Disorder) is a disorder in which one creates many characters and stories to go with them. A person usually develops this for one or more of the following reasons:
- Lack of interest or satisfaction with their own world, so you create worlds to control and people to mess with.
- Boredom forces you to begin creating people and worlds.
- Intends on doing something with the ideas, but accumulates them over time.
- Is just weird like that and accepts this and strings it along.
Join The CRAZE!'
Come on FRANDS! Lets all get a little OCD and create a character or two. I want to see just how creative you little monkeys are. I bet you can't wow me. Ooh, there's a challange! So, please, give it a think and leave me a comment with your character/opinions on Original Character Disorder. XD


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This brief required me to create a poster design for Preston City Council educating people about the superstition of putting shoes onto a table (fictional brief). I enjoyed this brief because it was only open for about 2-3 weeks which ment I had to come up with a few ideas quite quickly and I tend to thrive under pressure. The final design has the right amount of eerieness without being overpowering and I feel the educational side is portrayed quite effectively.
Thank You!


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So, I got a party invitation. It was not direcetly adressed to me but to my whole grade, what means, that I am involved. So, basically, the grade's stundent leadership planned to make a party in our school's party room. They are, obviously, not allowed to bring alcohol, but it was said, that people could pre- drink. Now, they are trying to find enough people, who are interested to convince the school administration that this party is worth making.
When I read this, I was first like "Nope." but then I started to think about why I have succh a negative attitude towads parties, despite the fact, that I have not been to a actually "real" party in my life. I figured out, that there are a couple of reasons, why I refuse.
The first, an to me most important reason is, that there are going to be lots and lots of people. People, I don't really know, people, I do not know what they're thinking about me or people, from whose I know that they do not like me for whatever reason. I mean, I try to stop caring about other person's opinion, especally if I don't like this persons either, but I cannot stop imagine them talking and mocking about me. So, on this kind of party, where lots of this people will be, I could never be freely myself, as I would somehow try to do something between fitting in, being inconspicous and actually having fun. If it would be party, where only people, I like or people, I appreciate, would appear, it would be diffrent probably.
This leads me to the nest reason: I can't dance, I mean, technically, everybody can dance, but I'm no good dancer at least. I actually do not really know, what this kind of dancing in a club or at a party is about. Me trying to dance would not look very appropriate, I guess. So, as I cannot spend the evening rocking the dance floor, I would not have very much to do, except from consuming the provided foods or drinks or talking to my friends, what is not the actual intention of a party.
So, I think, I could not really enjoy the party.
Another important point is the music, that is going to be played at this kind of party. I bet, it is going to be this stereotypical dico- techno- music or juat the normal pop songs. This is not necessarily music, I don't like but I just do not appreciate it so much, that I could listen to it all night at this extreme volume.
Another think, I do not like about parties is that getting- ready- stuff. Besides the fact, that I don't think that my wadrobe contains any clothes that would be sppropriate at a party to wear, I am definitely not willing to invest hours of getting dressed and making my hair and Make- up just for one single night, where I am not very likely to meet a special person or somebody, I haven't met before.
So, I think, this are basically the reasons, I refused to attend this party. maybe I'm not ready yet, maybe I'm just not the party- person. But I'm okay with that.
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Akodo Ikasu was the Lion Clan Champion at the time of the Return of the Ki-Rin.
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In 815, after the Return of the Ki-Rin, Ikasu refused to accept the returned Unicorn Clan as an equal, ordering his armies to block the Unicorn from returning to their ancestral lands, which the Lion had controlled for centuries. He also attacked the Unicorn in the courts, and Ikoma Shabiku, the Ikoma Daimyo, claimed the Unicorn were using dishonorable methods and tactics. In 816 the Emperor Hantei XXII issued the Imperial Edict that commanded to cease the war against the Unicorn, and Ikasu accepted his command instead to commit kanshi in response. The Lion swore to never forget the slights done to them by the returning Unicorn. [1]
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It's a constant point of emphasis for USC under first-year coach Steve Sarkisian:
Tempo, tempo, tempo.
The Trojans are running a no-huddle offense under Sarkisian, with emphasis on the running part. During post-practice film sessions, he pulls out his stopwatch and times them between plays. If there are no subs or motions, he'd like them to snap the ball in 13 seconds or less.
"We want to get to the point where we can literally just line up, everyone gets the signal, get the play and go," quarterback Cody Kessler said Tuesday. "I think we're starting to do that a lot better."
Sarkisian was happier with USC's pace of play at practice after a sluggish performance the previous day. It's one of several things he'll be monitoring when the Trojans scrimmage Wednesday night at the Coliseum.
Once they start playing real games there, Sarkisian would like the Trojans to run 80 or more plays every Saturday. His Washington team achieved that goal in 7 of 13 games last season, averaging 78.7 per contest. USC averaged 66 offensive snaps.
"By the end of the season we should average over 80 plays per game. If we do that, then we're operating at a pretty good clip," Sarkisian said, noting that the game-to-game figure can vary based on third-down conversions, defensive stops and other factors.
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Join us Saturday November 5, 2016 for our annual fundraising concert with Buckstar! This is a family friendly mid-day event.
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2016-17 School Council Members:
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Revised GDP shows stronger growth
By Barbara Hagenbaugh, USA TODAY
The U.S. economy grew at a faster pace in the final months
of 2001 than previously thought, the government said in one of several reports
released Thursday that strengthened the belief that the recession is over.
Gross domestic product the broadest measure of economic
activity on U.S. soil rose at a 1.4% annual pace in October, November
and December, stronger than estimated by most analysts and the best showing
since the fourth quarter of 2000, the Commerce Department said.
GDP fell 1.3% in the third quarter.
"The recession, such as it was, is over," says Charles
Lieberman, chief economist at Advisors Financial Center in Suffern, N.Y. Lieberman
and other analysts say the GDP data and other figures suggest the slowdown may
not have been steep enough to even be considered a recession.
Previously, the government said GDP rose 0.2% at the end
of 2001. The government revised the GDP data to reflect new figures that showed
imports, which are a drag on growth, fell faster than previously thought while
consumer and government spending expanded at a brisker pace.
Momentum is going the economy's way, and many analysts
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Citation Edit
Government Accountability Office, 2020 Census: Census Bureau Can Improve Use of Leading Practices When Choosing Address and Mapping Sources (GAO-15-21) (Oct. 2, 2014) (full-text).
Overview Edit
The U.S. Census Bureau (Bureau) is working with stakeholders to identify various data sources to meet its address and mapping needs. For example, the Bureau has worked with state, local, and tribal governments and with commercial vendors to identify potential data sources to augment or verify data collected through its Geographic Support System Initiative (GSS-I) program. GSS-I allows government agencies at all levels to regularly share and continuously update their address lists and road data with the Bureau. Federal internal control standards and Office of Management and Budget guidance on geospatial data suggest that the Bureau should support significant data source decisions in terms of both data cost and data quality.
However, the Bureau has inconsistently documented cost and quality support for decisions already made to use address and mapping data from state, tribal, and local governments, other federal agencies, and a commercial vendor. Without a systematic consideration of the quality of the variously sourced data that the Bureau plans to rely on, it cannot ensure that effective choices are being made and that possible data limitations that might affect their use are fully understood.
Further, the Bureau did not document management approval in support of its data source decisions at the time that the decisions were made; without such documentation, the Bureau lacks accountability and transparency for future sourcing decisions. The Bureau does not have guidance clearly outlining the need or process for ensuring consideration of cost and quality — primary concerns of the Bureau's reexamination — or documentation of management approval for those data sources selected. By implementing a process for documenting such steps, the Bureau can ensure that data source decisions are transparent to Congress, commercial vendors, and other stakeholders.
While the Bureau prepared planning documents to guide GSS-I, it did not include clear and measurable performance goals to help it effectively meet its address and mapping needs;
- milestones detailed at a level where decisions on GSS-I data sources might be tracked; and
- performance measures, data, and reporting to help guide planning and track progress toward filling gaps in the Bureau's data needs.
While the Bureau has taken some positive steps — such as preparing a series of planning documents that provide high-level examples of measurable goals, schedules, and deadlines — the absence of detailed goals, schedules, deadlines, metrics, or data on monitoring progress toward outcomes, as well as the absence of a detailed integrated plan that incorporates these elements, means any limitations of the GSS-I strategy may not be fully known or apparent until late in the decade. Without these elements, it will be difficult for the Bureau to ensure that it is adequately evaluating the costs and benefits of alternative data sources, measuring and reporting its progress, or holding managers accountable for results.
The GAO was asked to examine potential private sector roles in 2020 Census address list and map development. The GAO (1) evaluated the extent to which the Bureau is considering non-Bureau data source opportunities to meet such 2020 needs, and (2) reviewed the status of the Bureau's plans for meeting its key 2020 address and mapping needs.
The GAO recommends the Bureau implement processes for reviewing the cost and quality of data source selections and for documenting support for those decisions; document management approval of key data source decisions; and — for remaining data source decisions — develop a detailed plan with measurable goals, track performance against these goals, and set a timeline.


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Chapter Two: Hotels and Hot Boyfriends
This chapter is totally and completely messing up. So I'm uploading it here. They are a tad out of order sorry.
After checking in to their hotel, the gang went into their rooms.
Beck and Jade went into their room first. It had a huge king sized bed with a fluffy white comforter. It also had a big bathroom when you first walked in.
Cat, Trina, and Tori's room had two beds. One was a full sized bed and the other was a queen. Tori and Trina would be sharing the queen bed, leaving Cat to sleep in the other one.
Finally, Andre and Robbie went to check out their room. It was not very big and, to the boys' dismay, only had two small twin beds. But the bed's were spaced quite a bit apart, so they wouldn't have to be too awkwardly close.
Everything seemed great…until it the middle of the night when things started to get a little weird.
"Beck, wake up, please Beck, wake up!" Jade whispered as she shook her boyfriend's shoulder.
"What? Huh?" Beck asked as he sat up, still half asleep.
"Beck, I'm really scared. I keep hearing these moaning noises. I think there's a ghost." She responded.
"No, no, ghost. This is a hotel. No ghost here." Beck said, sounding sort-of funny; but Jade wasn't in the mood to laugh.
Almost on cue, both of them heard a loud and long "ooooooohhhhh" noise.
"That's it! That's the noise!" Jade shouted, hiding herself even further into Beck's arms for protection.
"Babe, chill. It's probably the water pipes or the wind or something." Beck reassured her, putting his arms around her for comfort. "Do you want me to check?"
Jade nodded, clutching his arm tightly. "If I'm going to check, you'll have to come with me. So you can see that it's nothing."
A small fact that both of them had seemed to forget was that the rooms were all connected with a door.
And, they had forgotten to lock the door that connected Robbie and Andre's room to theirs.
"Oh my goodness, it's eating Robbie and Andre! Go, Beck, go kill the ghost!" Jade was actually about half asleep also; so her words made no sense.
They got off the bed and walked over to their connecting door. "Oooooohhhh…Robbie…" The voice was sounding slightly more feminine this time.
"Oh no. It's got Robbie." Jade whispered as Beck slowly opened the door.
The sight they found when they opened the door was one that would scar them for life. Cat was in Robbie's arms, locked in a heated embrace as the two shared a kiss.
"Aaaaah!" Jade shouted and jumped, shielding her eyes. "What is going on?" Beck shouted, also covering his eyes.
Cat and Robbie both sprang up out of the bed. "We, well, we, I don't know…" Robbie answered, blushing.
Then, they realized that Andre was peacefully sleeping through all of this.
Robbie noticed they were looking over at him, so he said: "Andre is a very deep sleeper, so that's why I asked Cat to come. Sorry if we disturbed you."
Jade rolled her eyes. "Nevermind, we're going back to bed. Go back to whatever you two were doing."
She took Beck's hand and together they walked back to their room to hopefully return to rest.
They laid on the bed together, holding hands, when suddenly Jade said: "I don't know what she sees in him. My boyfriend is way hotter."
Beck laughed silently and pulled her into his arms. "Whatever you say, Jadie; but, you're pretty beautiful yourself."