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Altijd fijn om een private maatschappij hier te mogen opwachten.
NIAG lok 9 met 3 wagons rijdend langs het bekende stek in Lintorf ten noorden van Dusseldorf.
Northumbria Leyland Leopard/Plaxton Supreme 210 (JUP114T) seen in Berwick Upon Tweed in September 1987. It had been new as United 1014
Broken
but delicious.
It was lovely kendall who gave me a recipe for this peanut butter pie.
I made it yesterday and it waited for me in a fridge till morning.
Unfortunately, I didn't manage to serve it nicely (But I hope you'll like this photo too. You can see another photo in comments.) but it was super delicious so I don't mind!
Chapter 9 – The fallen soldier
Jacob Kane
It feels like someone is beating my back with a crowbar while I lie down, helpless and in despair. My eyes open, but I’m still in the dark. Two familiar voices argue back and forth in the distance. I look over my shoulder where Kate is wearing her Catwoman uniform and viciously screaming at Bellome.
The old guy is a retired general from West Point who’s angry at his daughter’s suspected killer.
The retired general threatens Kate with his gun. I grab a piece of broken glassand start cutting the rope around my hands.
The rope gets thinner as the two fight, eventually getting thin enough for me to rip apart.
When I do, I grab the piece of glass firmly so I don’t drop it. The glass cuts through my skin, but I keep going to Bellome Synclaire.
I crawl up to him, ready to attack. As I raise my hand to stab him, he looks over in my direction and moves his gun towards me. I stab him and he pulls the trigger.
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Pop falls on his back after the old dirt bag shoots him. My jaw drops to the floor in disbelief.
Then I play it back in my head. The creepy ninja, Sylvia’s dead body, the disturbing Red Claw, my father’s dead body. His blood keeps spreading across the wooden floor.
“ Oh, would you look at that, I shot the bastard. This wasn’t a part of the plan, just like most of the events that took place, but it happens. Are you crying?
C’mon honey, he was gonna die someday, might as well just get over with it. Look at the bright side: we’re even! Now I don’t have to kill you. Isn’t that great, Cadet Kane?”
Bitter tears roll over my face and drop in the pool of blood, disappearing like summer rain in the sea.
Without thinking, I run over to dad, trying to save him. The mad general falls down when I push him out of the way.
“ No, no, no.” , A deep voice echoes through the empty warehouse. It’s the damn ninja.
“ If you want your dad, you’re going to have to fight me first.” – He pulls out two black swords and throws one in front of my feet. I take it and wait for him to attack.
He swings the sword at me and I, of course, dodge it. When I strike, I only cut his shoulder before he cuts my utility belt off. I get down to catch it and he tries to cut off my head, but he only cuts one cat ear off my mask, revealing my red and messy hair.
He follows my every move which I use to my advantage when nail his arm to the wall with the sword. I punch him on the face three times before he grabs me by my waist and bangs me to the wall. When he throws me the sword, I refuse it and pull a whip out of my boot.
The whip cracks in thin air as I swing it around to scare the ninja away. He jumps forward and I get him with my whip. I pounce on him, but he punches me in the face and overpowers me, since he’s bigger than me.
His hand cracks when I grab it and push him off. He tries to shield himself from me, which doesn’t work as he’s now on the floor unconscious.
I run to dad again, now aware that I probably can’t save him. Red Claw’s crooked shadow creeps up on me whilst he continues rambling about his moral code, which, to be Fair, doesn’t exist. Then he put his gun to my head and says quietly, but in his sick and joyful way:
“ Goodbye, my fallen soldier. Just like Sylvia, you’re not strong enough to sit at the throne of life.”
I get behind him and dodge his bullets, each getting closer to me than the one before, but none of them get me. When he’s out of bullets, I strike. Oh, I strike, all right.
I grab him by his skinny, wrinkled neck and we jump out the one closed window, broken glass pierces my skin, but I grin. The only thing that matters is that I have Red Claw literally in the palm of my hand.
I have the motherfucker right where I want him and I’m not holding back.
EPILOGUE
Catwoman stood still, her father’s killer at her feet growling in pain and begging for mercy. Her green eyes shone bright in the dark like those of a cat, ready to kill its prey.
She was covered in blood. Some was hers and some wasn’t, but if her vampire – like appearance and the furious look in her eyes weren’t enough to scare Bellome Synclaire to death, her grinning mouth full of blood definitely was.
Chunks of her blood – red hair were poking through her mask which now look more like the devil than a cat.
Catwoman looked down at Mr. Synclaire. The criminal mastermind now looked like a defenseless victim compared to the hellcat above him.
She grabbed him by the throat while he begged for his life as if that was going to stop the Cat from what she intended to do.
He soon stopped bargaining for his life and started painfully screaming as his blood dripped on Catwoman’s boots. Once she was done with him, she threw his lifeless body away and headed back to the warehouse where her father lay.
Her tears were streaming down her face when she sobbed over her father’s corpse. His last words echoed in her mind:
“ Soldier on.”
THE END
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Thank you all for reading this it means a lot that someone cares about what I write, especially when it's not controversial lmao. This is not the end of the series, just the volume and I hope you enjoyed this little volume that I've been writing for two years now. It has been rewritten countless times and I want to thank everyone who read the previous versions as well as this one.
-Boris
I got this Minolta X-9 late last year and finally got it photographed. It is a variant of the Minolta X-370N and, unlike that camera, this one has a depth-of-field preview button. The Minolta X-370N was itself a variation of the Minolta X-370/X-300, only with updated styling.
นายสุรนันท์ เวชชาชีวะ เลขาธิการนายกรัฐมนตรี พร้อมด้วยคณะผู้บริหารสำนักเลขาธิการนายกรัฐมนตรีื ร่วมกันรดน้ำขอพรจากนายกรัฐมนตรี ณ ห้องสีม่วง ตึกไทยคู่ฟ้า ทำเนียบรัฐบาล 10 เมษายน 2556
I tried a bunch of different things for this week's picture, but it was getting frustrating so I just went with this. So, sorry for all the green as usual, and Skye's same old pose, as usual.
Since I live away from everything, this is where I always walk the dogs, which is part of where I live. It's very boring but hey, at least there is somewhere around they can be walked and let off-leash without having to worry about cars.
Skye has the (bad-but-cute) habit of jumping up on every bench there is on this little park-thing. As well as a chess table. And as well as the picnic-type table they have there. It's a good thing no one is ever around, since she's always on top of where people are supposed to eat. ha.
There is also a small enclosed area with a pool. Dogs are obviously not allowed.. so of course she'd find a small gap in the gate and everytime I take her there, she squeezes herself in and keeps happily walking around in there. I can't go in there to get her, since the gate's always locked and I can't really crawl in as well, and Skye has terrible recall, so basically I just have to sit and wait for when she decides it's time to get out. little brat. I'm always afraid I'm gonna end up getting a fine because of her :P
Now, of course, I could just keep her on a leash and keep the bratty dog with bad recall out of trouble... or better yet, actually teach the bratty dog some manners... but where's the fun in that?
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sorry once again for not commenting and being quite absent on Flickr... life still isn't quite right just yet.
2.9 so vui =))
+ TĂNG 1 : Sáng 8h` mấy đã dậy rồi , đi wa l.toàn . Song mới tò te lên w7 ;)) Ta nói nó nắng dì đau gét gét gê . K bét chỗ , 2 đứa chạy vòng wa vòng lại vòng tới vòng luôi , má L.TOÀN gặp đàn bò la chí choé =)) [ Nói tùm lum , toàn bậy bạ k àh ] . Song mới tìm đc chỗ , đi vào qẹo nhầm cái xưởng bán máy cày [ Qê thấy bà , gặp má l.toàn qẹo xém té nguyên con ] . Vào chỗ chanh thủ ăn , thấy câu cá vui qá cũng bầy đặt câu ;)) mà k đc con nào :( [ Tại vì cá mướn canô đi lễ hết rồi =)) ] Thấy chán nên take vài tấm , gió nhìu qá tóc bay có nhìu tắm hư nên xoá còn vài tấm :( . Tới 12h mấy đi về tà tà , về w5 ;))
TĂNG 2 : 1h` tập trung trên ps chơi bowling ;)) Ăn uống thả ra . Song lên HBN ;) , người nào cũng có công việc riêng [ ng` đánh bài , ng` take , ng` lo ăn uống =)) chọc chó ng` ta ] Vui qá chời vui , mà ta nói cái lũ này nó ăn song đi lêu lõng , toàn xã rác cho mình lụm . 5h` mấy đi về , đg đi ở TS , 2vs con NGA nó k đội mũ , mà thag` MA ĐÓI đi sau lưng , mình la nó đàng sau kìa , mà NGA cứ ngóng hộng đéo bét , khúc xây qa mới thấy nó đang sau lưng . Lúc đó hoãng hốt qẹo bên phải , qẹo cũng qẹo ngu [ qẹo vô cái đồn ] =)) Mà công nhận 2vs nó hên đúng hên , qẹo vào đồn k bị bắt , chạy ra đc . Lúc đó mới đua về w5 luôn ;)
TĂNG 3 : Hẹn 7h` 30 mà tới 8h` mấy mới tới , nguyên đám tập chung hết . Tính lên w11 coi pháo bông mà nge thag` bạn nó gọi nói đông lắm nên thẵng tiến w1 luôn ;)) . Ta nói đi đại lộ nó đông cứng luôn ;) thấy nó bắn bùm bùm chéo chéo , lúc đó mới lạng lách gần tới chỗ , định móc cái đt ra take , má nó đúng tức bắn đc 3 cái hết phim :(( bùn dễ sợ . Coi song tà tà vài vòng , rồi hẹn lên LP tập trung đi BAR ;)) . Định là bar 2000 rồi mà [ Bác dồ k cho phép ] nên tính wa tính lại vào BAR NHÓC :) . Vào chổng vui , má L..Toàn lắc sung lắm =)) , lắc khí thế luôn ;)) . Đc vài lon mấy fen đã sai ;)) nên lo tính tiền đi về :) Đg trên đường về gặp bão vui qá , định tiến luôn , mà thấy mệt qá nên tiến thẵng về nhà . ;))
THẾ LÀ MỘT NGÀY 2.9 SO VUI =))
-Chùa đi mấy con DOG =))
- Tôi thít lòng đèn :x có ai mua cho tôi lòng đèn k :) có ai chở tôi đi " phố lòng đèn " k :-*
Vehicle: Maxus Deliver 9.
Year of manufacture: 2021.
Date of first registration in the UK: 22nd June 2021.
Place of registration: Beverley.
Date of last MOT: 29th Not applicable.
Mileage at last MOT: Not applicable.
Date of last V5 issued: 22nd June 2021.
Date taken: 28th June 2021.
Album: Carspotting 2021
Jugando con La vuelta al Mundo desde Buenos Aires (Argentina)
Mi búsqueda del tesoro 2016
#9 - Un robado
Señor leyendo en el parque
#1- Un artista callejero
#2- Sombras
#3- Una verja
#4- El color amarillo
#5-Un pájaro
#6- Amor
#7-Velocidad
#8- Escalones
#9- Un robado*
#10- Algo escrito en el suelo
#11- Un charco
#12- Un campanario
2/9 đây
Chắc mọi người đang bay theo gió
ở Vũng Tau rùi
Đam mê tốc độ quá
Mấy hnay mưa nhìu và to
Bar thì đông như kiến
10g30 là full bàn liên tục
Tối nay thì sao ta ?
Chắc có lẽ khách đợi và năn nỉ xin vào chơi nửa rùi
Tội nghịp cho những kẻ có tiền
23/9 sinh nhật GOLD nhé
---pic bàn làm việc mỗi đêm---
922 days.
Bush was still president. the Economy hadn't buckled.
Live free or die hard, transformers, Pirates 3:at worlds End and
300 were the hot new releases in the theaters.
True Blood, Glee and the Horrid Twilight had not even been heard of yet.
the Iphone was so brand new, many people hadn't even seen one in person.
i can barely recall what that time felt like now.
Everything has changed around us. Under us.
life rolls on,even when you decide to stop. Sometimes it rolls over you.
Thats when he was taken away.
perhaps it was karma, some people think it was deserved.
Ive never said he was an angel. But when you are judged on the intoxicated
testimony of people you called your friends, my ideas of "Fair" tend
to get as bent out of shape as i do.
After almost 3 years being first in Walla walla, then over to spokane ...
Cecil's coming home Monday. Ive done everything i knew to help him.
to help his family while he couldn't. i became his representative to
people across the country for a brief time.
I've made it to visit him twice during this time,talked with him countless
times on the phone. mostly he is still the same guy, i doubt anyone could
ever break the sarcastic, goofy, plain crazy side of him.
But its the changes that make me tense. not even the ways he has changed.
The way this world has changed. the way time changes your eyes.
if you were to walk into a room for 2 years and then come back out,
how much would you recognize? how much would you even want to
remember of the life and people you once knew?
im excited to hug him and bring him home. im anxious to hear him laugh
and catch him up on films and video games he has missed out on.
Part of me is scared to see fear of this unfamiliar world in his eyes.
but its time. Time to roll the chapter closed,and begin a new one.