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Chernivtsi (Tschernowitz), Ukraine.
SLR Camera: Nikon N80
Lens: Nikkor 50mm f1.8 AF-D
Film: Fomapan 400 Action
Filter: Hoya HMC Y(K2) Yellow
Developed at home in Kodak D-76, 1 :1, 20°C, 7 min.
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Completed Aircraft in Miniature’s 1/48 scale RAF Super Taskmaster tractor, which will form part of a RAF 54 Sqn Jaguar diorama.
Focus-stacked image.
Here is a very nice unit a CCC LET2 CNG Leach 2rlll Rear Load Garbage Truck, the crew on this truck is very nice!
Tomb of Rekhmire
TT 100 Abd el-Qurna, Theban necropolis Luxor West-Bank
Fourth register: metal work
Two groups are represented in pairs maintaining hearth heat and melting the metal. Another group casting a large bronze item for a monumental door (both leaves shown) in a mould drilled with17 openings for filling the molten bronze into the form. This requires the team to have perfect coordination, which is confirmed by the almost military manoeuvre of the three metallurgists hurrying with hand-held tools almost like weapons
The manufacture and transport of mud-bricks are shown in the next register:
The slaves working here are "The captives that His Majesty has bought back to work in the temple of Amun". (The accompanying inscription says the workmen are prisoners of war from Nubia and Syro-Palestine, identified by their black and yellow skin color respectively) Their task is explained: "Making bricks to rebuild nine workshops of Amun in Karnak".
At the left, workers fill jars with water from a tree-lined pool. The water is added to piles of clay on the lower left.
A worker with a hoe breaks up the clay, while another kneads the moistened clay with his feet.
Baskets of wet clay are passed to brick makers above the clay preparation area. They form bricks with molds and
leave the bricks to dry in the sun. Hardened bricks are being carried off to the building project to the right.
Note the standing Egyptian taskmaster on the right wielding a rod.
Description of the scenes after www.osirisnet.net/tombes/nobles/rekhmire100/e_rekhmire100...
As time goes on, my collection grows. An addition of 24 new Superheroes minifigures. And with this year's new wave of figures (as well as me hunting down some old spider-man figures.) the collection will grow immensely.
This is the first of something I'm going to do to try and keep putting up content. This is a monthly edition to my stream, showing off the new additions.
The best ones of this month have to be the: Joker (Dark Knight), Spider-man (SM2), Electro and the Sentinel large build.
Hopefully February will be just as good. I'll keep you all posted!
Minifig Count:
Official: 24
Custom: 0
Total: 24
Mezco one:12 collective Black Panther, Hasbro Marvel Legends Taskmaster (Black Widow wave), Jazwares Fortnite The Visitor
The Arcade voice picked up again, after being silent for a bit...
Deadpool: W-..What the?
Guard 3: H-H-H- *click* Hello, Deadpool, Vanessa, and any other random person I don't need to know the name of who may be present *click*. It's Arcade, coming to tell you that you, Agent 001-A, are fired.
Copycat: That makes sense.
Guard 3: However, The Arcade Program, or "T.A.P." for short, is looking for new recruits. So Agent, you shall be discarded. And the new Agent 001-A shall be you, Wade Wilson.
Deadpool: ...The f#ck.
Guard 3: And so you can show yourself as worthy, once you defeat our current most skilled agent.
A helicopter flew overhead, and Taskmaster dropped onto the ground out of it, wearing a new, more vibrant suit... He had a flaming sword in his hand.
Taskmaster: There you are, traitor..!
Deadpool: Tasky!!! How's it hanging?
Taskmaster: Not talking to you, mutant.
Deadpool: Figures. We could still totally be friends, you and I.
Taskmaster: I'd like that if the conditions were different, but I'm about to kill your girlfriend, so maybe now's not a good time..!
Taskmaster pointed a gun at Vanessa... He tried to shoot it, but the end of the gun was ripped off before he could..!
Taskmaster: What the..?!
Negasonic, holding the barrel of the gun: Man, telekinesis sure comes in handy.
Taskmaster: You little brat!
Taskmaster threw his shield from his back towards Negasonic, but she caught it before it even came to her!
Negasonic: I literally just said I have telekinesis, why did you think that was a good idea?
She grabbed it from where it was floating, and flung it back at him. He caught it with his hand, and flung it at where Vanessa was standing before... He was surprised at the sight that she was gone..!
Taskmaster: What in the hell... Where is she?!
She looked around, before being slammed onto the ground with an invisible fist! (she snuck off without him noticing, turning invisible with her powers, and going behind him.)
Negasonic, back to her normal self: Boom! We've known each other for almost 3 years, man. Get it together!
She kicked him in the stomach.
Taskmaster: Ach!
Deadpool: Ooh, this is why I became a superhero!
I ran over to Taskmaster, still on the ground, and kicked him multiple times in the crotch!
Taskmaster: Aghh!!!
Taskmaster swung his flaming sword at me, and chopped my head off!
Copycat, hands over mouth: Oh my god!!!
My decapitated body reached for it from the ground, and stuck it back on.
Copycat: Oh... Okay?
Taskmaster got up, and swung his sword at me again, I caught it with my hand, setting my hand on fire, slowly melting.
Deadpool: Ow ow ow ow!!!
Negasonic ran over to Taskmaster from behind, and caused an explosion underneath him, which made him fall back onto the ground.
Taskmaster: Ach! Damn it... The f#ck was that?!
Negasonic: Me.
She put out her hand, a can of Monster Energy flew into it, which she opened, and took a sip of.
Deadpool: ...Can you get me one?
Negasonic: Get it yourself, jackass.
Deadpool: ...Okay..?
Taskmaster got back up again, but was quickly grabbed by Copycat. Taskmaster got himself free by hitting her in the stomach with his elbow, and running towards me. He jolted around, and threw his shield at her, but Negasonic caught it again. She flung it towards the wall of the apartment, and it flung back at Taskmaster, and hit him in the jaw, hitting him back onto the ground.
Taskmaster: Ouch..!
Deadpool: Your outnumbered, Tasky. Even if we are all made of plastic. Go home.
Taskmaster: I-... *cough*... I'm not done yet, you b#tch!!!
Taskmaster got up once again, and this time swung his sword at Vanessa. She dodged it, but he swung it again. This time it was caught in the air by Negasonic, and he was then hit in the face with my knee.
Taskmaster: Ach!
He swung his sword at me, which chopped off my arm, which I simply slapped back on my torso. I got one of my swords, and blocked his next swing with my blade. I than pulled a gun out, and shot at his chest. It seemed to be bullet proof, as I got no reaction from him. Vanessa walked over with her claws, and slashed at Tasky, who dodged them. I swung both of my swords, but he ducked one, caught the other. Negasonic used her telekinesis to bring her a rock, which she chucked at Taskmaster, who dodged it, and it hit Copycat in the face.
Copycat, grabbing eye: Ow..!
Deadpool: You okay?
Copycat: Ugh, I guess...
Negasonic made another explosion under Taskmaster, which knocked him onto the ground for a 4th time! I stabbed him in the stomach with my sword!
Taskmaster: Aghh!!!!! *cough*... Ugh... Y-... You are worthy, agent... You are now a member of T.A.P.
Deadpool: ...Yeah, I don't think so.
I pulled my sword from his stomach...
Taskmaster: Agh, f#ck!!!
Deadpool: I'd rather be with this team I'm already in... It's called a family.
~Madam Web
From L-R
Taskmaster
- Reaper from Overwatch head and hood
- War Machine CW body
Patriot
- Kowalski hair
- SW head
- IW Cap body reversed
Iron Patriot
- Official Detroit steel with 2012 Cap shield and custom design shoulder gun
Captain America
- Classic comic Captain America
Steven Rogers
- Newt Scamander hair
- Han Solo head
- Comic Cap uniform
Falcon
- Finn hair
- Young Lando head
- Bucky torso
- Falcon CW wings
Captain America (Earth 3)
- Kowalski hair
- Bucky head
- Black scuba mask
- Winter Soldier arm
- AOU Cap body
- SW rifle and Cap shield
Red Guardian
- JL Flash helmet
- IW Cap Head
- Kai Ninjago S2 body
- Alien Invaders gun and sanded Cap shield
BACKSTORIES
Taskmaster
- A former SHIELD agent, nobody knows the true identity or backstory of Taskmaster except that he is extremely dangerous to due his mask's ability to recognize fight patterns and predict their outcomes.
Patriot
- Jeffery Mace was born into a world at war. Earth 6 needed a hero to defend them from the Chitauri so Jeffrey volunteered to receive an alien blood transfusion and become the Patriot. Now gifted with super strength, speed, intelligence and healing, Mace protects the people of Earth 6 and Earth 1 after being recruited by SHIELD.
Iron Patriot
- Justin Hammer always wanted to be a superhero. Growing up on Earth 7, Justin was always incredibly smart but never strong enough to be the hero that his father, Captain America, was. When his dad died and left Justin his shield and a note saying "Don't be Captain America. Be Justin Hammer", Justin was inspired to create a suit of armor to use to defend the world and eventually the multiverse as the Iron Patriot.
Captain America
- After his father served in World War II, Steve Rogers enlisted in the Army during the Vietnam War. Unfornuately for him, a science experiment gone wrong sent him into a 50 year coma that SWORD woke him up from in 2019. After waking him, SWORD decided to use him as a perfect weapon and leader of their new strike team to defend the world and SWORD's best interests.
Falcon
- A former Marine, Sam Wilson led a SHIELD strike team for almost 2 whole weeks before being disavowed for reckless endangerment of his team. Now the disgraced secret agent serves a more shadowy agency in SWORD and their star soldier, Captain America.
Bucky Barnes
- Losing your best friend is hard. Killing your best friend is even harder. That was the task Bucky Barnes was given when he found out that Steve Rogers, the kid he grew up in Boston with on Earth 5, was the Red Skull and HYDRA's leader. Bucky had to defend his world but it cost him everything including his arm. Now Bucky defends the world as Captain America but after Thanos, SHIELD brings Bucky to Earth 1 to team up with Red Guardian, Patriot and Iron Patriot.
Red Guardian
- Alexei Shostakov was a former KGB spy turned double agent for America during the Cold War on Earth 12. When he joined the Americans, they gave him the Super Soldier serum and made him the Red Guardian. He defended Earth 12 but was brought to Earth 1 by SHIELD after the Thanos Imperative to help defend from more universal threats.
c/n 61.128
Delivered in June 1962 as an HSS-2, although the type was re-designated as the SH-3A that September. It initially served with HS-11 “Sub Seekers” before transferring to HS-4 “Black Knights” in October 1966 and then HS-2 “Golden Falcons” in November 1967. It was converted to an SH-3G around 1970 and in February 1971 it was allocated to HC-7 “Sea Devils” before moving to HC-1 “Pacific Fleet Angels” in August 1971 and then to HS-10 “Taskmasters” in June 1972. It was later upgraded to an SH-3H and was back with HS-11 in 1982, then HS-9 “Sea Griffins” in 1988 and HS-5 “Nightdippers” in 1994. After conversion to UH-3H standard it is known to have operated with HC-85 “Golden Gaters” during 1999 but was finally struck off charge in 2004 and joined the museum here. It is painted in the markings of HS-6 “Indians”, one of the few units that this Sea King never actually operated with!
USS Midway Museum, San Diego, California, USA.
17th March 2018
Now Moses was keeping the flock of his father-in-law, Jethro, the priest of Midian, and he led his flock to the west side of the wilderness and came to Horeb, the mountain of God. 2 And the angel of the Lord appeared to him in a flame of fire out of the midst of a bush. He looked, and behold, the bush was burning, yet it was not consumed. 3 And Moses said, “I will turn aside to see this great sight, why the bush is not burned.” 4 When the Lord saw that he turned aside to see, God called to him out of the bush, “Moses, Moses!” And he said, “Here I am.” 5 Then he said, “Do not come near; take your sandals off your feet, for the place on which you are standing is holy ground.” 6 And he said, “I am the God of your father, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.” And Moses hid his face, for he was afraid to look at God.
7 Then the Lord said, “I have surely seen the affliction of my people who are in Egypt and have heard their cry because of their taskmasters. I know their sufferings, 8 and I have come down to deliver them out of the hand of the Egyptians and to bring them up out of that land to a good and broad land, a land flowing with milk and honey, to the place of the Canaanites, the Hittites, the Amorites, the Perizzites, the Hivites, and the Jebusites. 9 And now, behold, the cry of the people of Israel has come to me, and I have also seen the oppression with which the Egyptians oppress them. 10 Come, I will send you to Pharaoh that you may bring my people, the children of Israel, out of Egypt.” 11 But Moses said to God, “Who am I that I should go to Pharaoh and bring the children of Israel out of Egypt?” 12 He said, “But I will be with you, and this shall be the sign for you, that I have sent you: when you have brought the people out of Egypt, you shall serve God on this mountain.”
13 Then Moses said to God, “If I come to the people of Israel and say to them, ‘The God of your fathers has sent me to you,’ and they ask me, ‘What is his name?’ what shall I say to them?” 14 God said to Moses, “I am who I am.”
Exodus 3:1-14
I just thought I'd try a Bible based MOC. It's pretty simple, so I might try a more complex one next.
It is now 33 days before my encounter with Deadpool. I sit in the same room I did 2 days ago, waiting for a mission. Arcade walked in, no guard by his side.
Arcade: Hello hello, agent. I've got a special training exercise for you today.
Copycat: And what is that, sir?
He put up his hand with his arm bent, facing his hand towards me, putting up his index and middle fingers.
Arcade: 2 opponents. Both at the same time. I'm kicking it up a notch for your level 137.
His "levels" is a video game term. Each level that he puts me through, what I face gets harder. Arcade pulled out a remote, and pressed a large, red button on it. An elevator on one side of the room lowered, revealing a man in a blue, dark grey and white suit, wielding a gold sword.
Arcade: That is Agent 004-A, Tony Masters, or as he likes to be called, Taskmaster. He has wonderful observing skills, and amazing memory. He can track your every move. He was already a skilled marksman before I took him in, but he's been quite useful.
"Taskmaster" walked towards me from the elevator, and whacked his sword against his shield twice.
Taskmaster: It's an honor to meet you, agent.
Arcade: Now the next opponent...
Arcade pressed a different button on the remote, as a container came from the floor, and opened. Purple smoke burst out of it, which faded slowly, revealing a colorful android.
Arcade: That is who I call "Evil Deadpool".
Copycat: Why are they called that?
Arcade: Well, there's a bounty hunter I've been tracking. They're name is Deadpool. I want to put them through our course, because his skill is quite promising. I built Evil Deadpool as sort of a boss battle for the kid.
Taskmaster: You've crossed paths with that guy too? He's tried to kill me before, but he didn't do a great job.
Arcade: Yes, well soon you and him will be equals. Or close, at least. Anyways, I thought you could give Evil here a test battle? Make sure he's truly boss-battle worthy.
He pressed another button, which made Evil Deadpool walk towards me, before abruptly stopping about 3 feet away.
Evil Deadpool: MAY THE BATTLE BEGIN. IN 3. 2. 1. GO!!!
Evil Deadpool threw their fist at me, which I jumped over. Taskmaster did the same jumping tactic, but over me. He tried to stab me in the back with his sword, but I ducked. I got out my claws, and swung them at Taskmaster, but he ducked under them, like me. While fighting, I noticed Arcade left the room, likely still watching from a camera. Probably didn't want to get hurt. I quickly jumped to the side unnoticed, and used my holograms to transform myself into Arcade, and stood where he stood before. I saw Taskmaster was confused, looking for me in different directions.
Taskmaster: What the?! Where did she go!?
While he was distracted, Evil Deadpool landed a punch on Taskmaster's jaw. Taskmaster flew back, and hit the ground.
Taskmaster: Ach!
I ran in, turning back into my normal self, and stabbed Evil Deadpool in the stomach with a claw. It's stomach reformed around my claw, which was stuck inside of them. Electricity blasted out from Evil Deadpool's neck, blasting me back onto the floor, and getting my claw out.
Copycat: *uff*!
I got back up, and tried swinging my claw at Evil Deadpool again, while Taskmaster got up, and swung his sword. We kept flailing our weapons, but they kept getting stuck, and we kept getting hit with electricity. Suddenly, Evil Deadpool stopped moving. Arcade walked back in...
Arcade: Well done, you guys! Didn't want you to obliterate my robot, I wanted to wait for Deadpool to do that.
Taskmaster: How did you manage to make tech that was able to do that?
Arcade: I controlled what it did from my office, basically specific layers of metal tendrils inside the base layer could stick out through gaps and repurpose them for different uses. This model only has enough tendrils to have it last for about 7 hours? I'll rework it, if I make it big enough, it could live for even a year!
Copycat: Impressive... But why the lightning?
Arcade: Extra powers, extra pain! Anyways, that'll help in an emotional trial I'm setting up for Wade. Oh, Tony, I need you to come into my office to discuss a new plan I had. You'll have to fight Deadpool again, sorry.
Taskmaster: It's okay, I'm up for it.
Arcade: Good... Now, Vanessa?
Copycat: Mhm?
Taskmaster: I need you to come into my office tomorrow. I need you as reference for a hologram I'm working on.
~Madam Web
Quoting from the book (page 206):
Judy . . . calls, as she scrapes the butter on the loaf with every precaution against waste, and cuts it into slices, “you Charley, where are you?” Timidly obedient to the summons, a little girl in a rough apron and a large bonnet, with her hands covered with soap and water, and a scrubbing brush in one of them, appears, and curtseys.
“What work are you about now?” says Judy, making an ancient snap at her, like a very sharp old beldame.
“I’m a cleaning the upstairs back room, miss,” replies Charley.
“Mind you do it thoroughly, and don’t loiter. Shirking won’t do for me. Make haste! Go along!” cries Judy, with a stamp upon the ground. “You girls are more trouble than you’re worth, by half.”
When I visited Flamingo at the beginning of the osprey nesting season I was able to locate seven nests which were easily accessible. A series of bad storms passed through the Everglades and destroyed all but two of them. This was one of the survivors but this one was also destroyed by a later storm.
Mother Nature can be a hard taskmaster. Florida Everglades.
Completed Aircraft in Miniature’s 1/48 scale RAF Super Taskmaster tractor, which will form part of a RAF 54 Sqn Jaguar diorama.
Focus-stacked image.
Pat Roach is probably best known for playing the German Mechanic Indy fights on the landing strip in Raiders of the Lost as well (my personal favorite) General Kael in Willow. But what many don't know is that actually plays three separate characters in Temple: the man the bangs the gong during the Club Obi-Wan seqeunce, later the assassin in Indy's bedroom that gets strangled by the whip caught in the ceiling fan, and of course as the Mine Overseer seen here.
SCENE ONE, Ajax's Base
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Ajax is still holding the gun at Weasel.
Weasel: W-Woah!
Ajax: That's it... There's the fear. Now... Where's Wilson?
Weasel: I... I don't know! I don't know!
Ajax: *sigh*... Lemme say this one more time.
Ajax cocked his gun...
Ajax: Where... Is Wilson..?
Weasel: ...*gulp*.
SCENE TWO, Mac Gargan's Lair
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Mac Gargan is a low time thug in New York. Right now, he's sitting in the center of his base. In the corner of his base, is his servent he bought on the black market. His name is Bob. Deadpool walks in...
Mac: Wadey! What's changed, eh?
Deadpool: Not much, other than the logo.
He pointed upward.
Deadpool: My face is gone, it's bigger, and there's f#cking bullet holes all over it... and weird T's.
Mac: I don't know what the f#ck you talkin' bout, but I'll take your word for it.
Bob plays with yarn in the corner, but the yarn rolls away, and he runs after it, bonking his head on the wall.
Bob: Ow...
He rubs his head... Deadpool tilts his head towards Bob, and points at him.
Deadpool: What's his deal?
Mac: He's special... Anyways, the gig I've got set up for ya'... A friend of mine, J. Jonah Jameson?
Deadpool: Heard of ol' J.K, yes.
Mac: Right, so, he's been complainin' about this guy on the news, Taskmaster?
Deadpool: *gasp*! Taskmaster starts with a T!
Mac: Basically, I want this guy out. J.J.J's complaining has started annoying me. Yeah, he complains about Spider-Man, but I hate him too, so we have something to talk about. And plus, he'd be a hard target.
Deadpool: And he's my baby.
Mac: ...Right, so, if you get this Taskmaster guy, you'll earn $500, alright?
Deadpool: Hm... How about you throw in that guy over there, then we'll call it a deal. He seems like a cutie.
He pointed at Bob again.
Mac: Um... Alright. Sure, why not.
Bob: I... don't know how I feel about this.
SCENE THREE, Streets of Manhattan
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Deadpool scopes out Taskmaster with a sniper from the top of a building, watching, waiting... Oh, right, and Bob sits behind him.
Deadpool: Man, this narration is sh#t, and that's coming from a Lego minifigure.
Bob: ...What are you talking about?
Deadpool: Don't worry about it, puppy.
Deadpool sees Taskmaster walking up to a machine on the road... Wade pulls out a picture of Taskmaster from his pocket, and looks to see if it's a match. It is!
Deadpool: Ah ha!
He shot a ridiculous, oversized missile at Taskmaster!
Deadpool: I thought you'd bring up my fire insult by now.
Nope!
Bob: I'm confused-
Taskmaster looks up...
Taskmaster: What the...
He walks to the side, the missile hits the ground, and Taskmaster stays uninjured! He looks up at Deadpool...
Deadpool: Oh, f#ck...
Taskmaster: Come down here and fight me, coward!
Deadpool: I'd rather not!
Taskmaster: ...Fine.
He pulled out a revolver, and fired at Wade, but he quickly pulled out a grapple gun, fired it at a building, and grappled past the bullet!
Deadpool: Eat your heart out, Spider-Man... Still love you.
Deadpool grappled down, pulled out his sword, and jolted it towards Taskmaster, but he blocked it with his own!
Deadpool: Hey look, gold sword buds! Mines made of adimantium, wrapped in gold, and-
Taskmaster: Shut up.
Deadpool pulled out a pistol and fired it at Taskmaster, but he pulled out a grapple gun and fired it at a nearby building, flying away from the bullet!
Deadpool: What the f#ck- Hey, that's my move!
Taskmaster: "Eat your heart out, Spider-Man".
Deadpool: Okay, that's just annoying.
Taskmaster: And yet I can do so much more.
Taskmaster grappled over to Deadpool, and they began dueling with their swords!
Deadpool: One of these hits will kill you, I swear.
Taskmaster: Doubt it, you don't seem experienced enough to hit me.
Deadpool: Alright, that's it. Say goodbye to the earth, f#cker.
Deadpool pulled out the oversized rocket launcher again, and fired it at Taskmaster, but he grappled out of the way!
Taskmaster: I thought you would've already got that wouldn't work.
Deadpool: And I thought you'd get by now I'm f#cking insane.
Deadpool pulled out a gun, and fired it through his own head. A flag reading "bang" came out the other side.
Deadpool: See?
Taskmaster: I feel that I'm done here...
Taskmaster got his shield off of his back, and through it at Deadpool's neck, chopping his head clean off!
Deadpool: Well, sh#t.
Taskmaster: Goodbye, b#tch.
He grappled away, as Deadpool's body lied on the ground... Bob jumped down from the tower, his green jumpsuit shining in the sunlight...
Bob: Hey man, sorry. At least we have each other.
Deadpool: Oh f#ck... Right... Weasel!
~Madam Web
I put my mask back on, and got up... I saw the door slowly open, like, REALLY slowly.
Deadpool: ...Okay, I'm not waiting on this sh#t.
I shoved both my swords in between both sides of the door, and pried it open. I began walking through the hallway, which I saw an open door at the end of.
Deadpool: Hm...
I walked slightly faster, and went towards it... I noticed security cameras and speakers around me. I went through the door, which slammed behind me... I jolted around, and tried to open it back up, but it was locked... I kept pulling on the handle...
Deadpool: Damn it!
I turned back around, and really took in the room around me... No windows, nothing but that one door, all the walls were pitch black, and the room was a perfect cube.
Deadpool: Arcade, if this is part of your "game"? It's stupid.
I heard footsteps from behind me as I heard the door open again... I turned around one more time... It was Arcade!
Arcade: Well, you're right about one thing. This is part of my game, but it's far from being stupid... It's a work of perfection.
Deadpool: I strongly disagree. If it's so "perfect", then show yourself. Stop using these robots.
I through my fist at him, which he caught..! It felt warm, fleshy, definitely human. Arcade smiled...
Arcade: You can't predict me, Pool..!
He spun me around, and held a gun to my head...
Deadpool: Ah, should've seen that coming. But what do you think this 'ill do? I can't die, remember?
Arcade: Maybe you couldn't have in level 1, but this is level 2... New mechanics, not a tutorial anymore!
He pulled up a remote...
Arcade: My boss from level 1 attached multiple devices on you, each of which helped connecting you to my device, which will extract all of your mutant DNA, turning you into a regular, mortal human!
Deadpool: Well, that's alarming. Who made that, one of your henchmen?
Arcade: Henchmen? I don't have henchmen anymore...
Deadpool: Not even that Beetle guy?
Arcade: Who?
Deadpool: ...Man, continuity kills.
He cocked his gun... His thumb shook over a large, yellow button on the remote.
Arcade: Every word you speak makes me want to kill you even more, you know!!!
I put my hands up...
Deadpool: Okay, okay... Nobody f#cking needs to hurt anyone... Just put the gun down, and-
I kicked him in the leg, toppling him over, and quickly grabbed the remote! But my hands... went straight through it... It was... Another hologram...
Deadpool: ...What?!!
Arcade: Heh... You really think I'd just show you the real remote?
He pulled an identical remote from his pocket...
Arcade: This is the real one!
He got up, and pointed the gun at me with one hand, and held his thumb over the remote with the other. I put my hands back up...
Arcade: I won't let you pull a trick like that again... Now, I will kill you, unless you can tell me what your name is, and where you live. Got it?
Sweat ran down my face, I was panicking... I had no other choice then to tell him the truth.
Deadpool: M-...My name is Wade Wilson... I live in the 4th apartment of Ditko Ave.
Arcade smiled...
Arcade: Hm... Heh... Heh heh heh... Ha ha ha... Ha ha ha ha!!!
Deadpool: What's so funny?
Arcade held the remote tighter, and it faded... It was another hologram! The door opened as he pressed a button on his watch, and he went through it, and closed it again... He looked at me through the glass of the door.
Deadpool: Motherf#cker...
Arcade: Oh, you idiot. You really think I have access to that technology? You came into my building as I knew you would, and I made an android of Taskmaster as your first enemy.
Deadpool: Wait, that wasn't really him?
Arcade: Nope! Then, you fought your way through my ex-goons, which lead you to my second android, which was of me. You got distracted by me reminding you of your previous life... I already knew who you were, do you think I'm really that stupid?
Deadpool: Then why did you ask for my identity?
Arcade: Just to put you under more stress... I've already known who you are and what makes you tick since your first day of being a vigilante. October 12th, 2017. I've been staking you out, following you, watching your every move... And now I'm going to lock you in hear for a couple years, as I go kill your friends!
He walked off...
Deadpool, banging against door: No! F#ck no, don't kill Weasel, or Bob, or anybody... Get back here right now! Arcade! Arcade!!!
~Madam Web
So here is an updated picture of just some of the mini figures I have up for trade. If you are after something that isn't in this picture just ask and I might have it!
Trade Wants:
MINI FIGURES
Star Wars Mini Figures
41st Elite Corps Trooper
41st Kashyyk Clone Trooper
Bib Fortuna (Old or New)
White Boba Fett
Coleman Trebor
Darth Malgus
Darth Maul (With Printed Arms, Polly Bag version)
Dengar (New Version)
Han Solo Hoth (Polly Bag)
Jawa
Chrome Darth Vader (Polly)
Shadow ARF Trooper (Polly)
TC-14 (Polly)
Clone Trooper Lieutenant (Polly)
TC-4 (Polly)
Chrome Stormtrooper (Polly)
Marvel Mini Figures
Doc Ock (Old Sand Green Version)
Green Goblin (Gold Eyes)
Captain America
Dr. Doom
Electro
Falcon
Hulk (Polly Bag)
War Machine
Jor-El (Polly Bag)
Martian Manhunter (Polly Bag)
MODOK
Red Skull
Taskmaster
Old Batman Mini Figures
Alfred
Batman (Any Old)
Killer Croc
Mr Freeze (Old)
Nightwing (Old)
Robin (Old)
Two Face (Old)
Hobbit Mini Figures
Azog
Bilbo Baggins (Good Morning Bilbo Baggins Polly)
Gundabad Orc (Any Version)
Mirkwood Elf Archer (As many as possible)
Tauriel
Elron (Polly)
LEGO SETS
30210 Frodo with Cooking Corner (Polly)
30211 Uruk-hai with Ballista (Polly)
30212 Mirkwood Elf Guard (Polly)
30213 Gandalf at Dol Guldur (Polly)
30216 Lake-Town Guard (Polly)
79003 An Unexpected Gathering
79012 Mirkwood Elf Army
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7198 Fighter Plane Attack
7620 Motorcycle Chase
7622 Race for the Stolen Treasure
7628 Peril in Peru
7682 Shanghai Chase
20004 Jungle Cruiser (Polly)
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Any Comic Con Sets (Marvel, Star Wars, TNMT, etc)
75041 Vulture Droid
75009 Snowspeeder & Planet Hoth
75039 V-Wing Starfighter
75035 Kashyyk Troopers
75030 Millenium Falcon (Micro)
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30247 ARC-170 Starfighter (Polly)
30246 Imperial Shuttle (Polly)
30244 Anakin’s Jedi Intercepter (Polly)
30243 Umbaran MHC (Polly)
30242 Republic Frigate (Polly)
30241 Mandalorian Fighter (Polly)
30240 Z-95 Headhunter (Polly)
30059 MTT (Polly)
30058 STAP (Polly)
30052 AAT - Mini (Polly)
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6863 Batwing Battle Over Gotham City
30162 Quinjet (Polly)
30166 Robin and Redbird Cycle (Polly)
30300 The Batman Tumbler (Polly)
30301 Batwing (Polly)
30302 Ultimate Spider-Man (Polly)
Some figures pictured are for trade but I will be hesitant to trade them, so please bare that in mind!
I like to have a wide range of wants so nearly anyone can trade with me!
Pleas remember I live in the UK, I ship worldwide but you would need to ship to the UK.
I am also willing to sell what I own or even do a trade for an order.
I still have all my BA collection for trade and all my Harry Potter Minifigures for trade.
Please comment and if you have any questions just ask!
-Dan
David Brown Light Aircraft Tractor Mk. 2 (1953) at the RAF Museum in London, United Kingdom.
David Brown Ltd. was originally a manufacturer of gears and gearboxes which had just began production of tractors when WWII began. Adapting their new product for war time used, the company developed the VIG1 airfield tractor, which became widly used by the Royal Air Force. Improved versions of the design continued to be made under the name "Taskmaster" well into the 1950s and remained in service until the 1970s.
Chernivtsi (Tschernowitz), Ukraine.
SLR Camera: Nikon N80
Lens: Nikkor 50mm f1.8 AF-D
Film: Fomapan 400 Action
Filter: Hoya HMC Y(K2) Yellow
Developed at home in Kodak D-76, 1 :1, 20°C, 7 min.
To see the pictures taken with this camera click here.
Thank you for your comments and Fav's.
-Taskmaster (Decool)
-Taskmaster Game design (Custom)
Build Details: I really like the Decool shield over the official lego one, it is more visually interesting. Unlike earlier decool releases, I have not switched out arms and legs for official lego.
The custom taskmaster is designed by kpo1993. I found his work via agoodfella7(who has been a big inspiration for me to stop lurking on flickr and post some of my work)
kpo1993(K.O. Custom Minifigures) did a amazing job on this, and my poor photo's do not give it justice. I highly recommended you go over to his stream and check out his own photos, they are very well done. I plan on picking up his future x-men releases as they are available.
Top Ten Week 2017 is here! It's one of my personal favorite times of the year because I just love making a top ten list! So without further ado, here are my top ten characters I'd like to see join the roster of my favorite Marvel game, Marvel Future Fight!
1. Deadpool
2. Beta Ray Bill
3. Baron Zemo
4. Nightcrawler
5. Namor
6. Man Thing
7. Scarlet Witch
8. Quicksilver
9. Taskmaster
10. Radioactive Man
Deadpool: Woah...
Negasonic: What?
Deadpool: Did... Did time freeze for about 4 weeks for you just now?
Negasonic: W-What kind of question is that? Why?
Deadpool: No reason.
I looked at the obvious screen people were looking at us through...
Deadpool: *cough cough*.
I looked back at Negasonic.
Deadpool: Anyways, time to press this button again, and play the same audio for dramatic effect.
I pressed the button.
Vanessa, speaker: Hello again, commander.
Arcade, speaker: Hello hello, agent..! I'm so glad you could help me bring my status to what it is today. You know, before now, I was just a simple crook with a couple thugs working for me. Now, I have the power of a million suns, and I have you to thank for that.
Vanessa, speaker: Much obliged, commander.
Arcade, speaker: Now, I have a gift for you. Let me tell you my next scheme... It's the biggest one yet.
Vanessa, speaker: *click* *crackle* W-W-W-*click*...
Arcade, speaker: Oh, sh#t. Of course that mind control thingy could only work for so long.
Negasonic: Mind control thingy?
I heard footsteps from the device, and than some grunting, and what sounded like more crackling and clicking. Followed by even louder footsteps, and another voice... Taskmaster.
Taskmaster, speaker: Arcade!!!
Arcade, speaker: Oh-uh, Agent... Masters... um...
Taskmaster, speaker: I found this chip on my neck. I assume this has something to do with you?!
Arcade, speaker: Well, yes, but um...
Taskmaster, speaker: You've been controlling me, and Vanessa. The Vanessa that "disobeyed you" is the real one breaking through your stupid machine. There is no "T.A.P.", is there?!!
Arcade, speaker: N-...No!!! There isn't, okay! Just don't hurt me!
Taskmaster, speaker: Oh, I'm planning on doing a lot more than hurting, Arcade..!!!
I heard the sound Taskmaster's fire sword made when he turned it on, last time we fought. After that, the machine began sparking with electricity, and I dropped it on the ground.
Deadpool: Woah!
I heard Arcade's voice from deep down the hall, past the door.
Arcade: Aghh!!!
Then, fast footsteps, before Arcade came into the room, and slammed the door behind him.
Arcade: Agh... Oh, sh#t... Wow.
He was covered in black marks, and little bits of blood... His hair was shorter, as if it was burnt off, and his suit was barely there. (thank god, I got sick of that ugly thing).
Deadpool: ...Well. I am very confused.
Arcade: Ach... Well, *cough*... That's fair.
Negasonic: I'm amazed you managed to even attempt to make mind control chips, tbh.
Deadpool: ...Did you just say "tbh" out loud?
Negasonic: There's no law against it.
Deadpool: Fair enough, now anyways, what the f#ck is going on, dude?
Arcade: I-I'm not so sure myself, honestly.
Negasonic: Asterisk tbh.
Arcade: *cough*... I'm surprised you haven't started attacking me.
Deadpool: I'll get to it later.
~Madam Web
I woke up, as if I was asleep just now. I couldn't remember anything past the last issue. I was sitting in a black room, bags around me. I looked to my side, and Negasonic was sitting there, still asleep.
Deadpool: ...Okay, how did this happen?
Negasonic: Zzz...
Deadpool: Negasonic? Negasonic Teenage Warhead? Wake up..!
Her eyes jolted open...
Negasonic: Zzz-... Uh... T-...The f#ck?
Deadpool: That's what I'm wondering.
I noticed her face was covered in blood, along with her chest. I looked down, my clothes were soaked in blood too.
Deadpool: I always find myself in these weird sudden situations that make no sense with the plot, but always at the most inconvenient times.
I looked down again, and noticed that I had a badge on my chest, that read "T.A.P.". Taskmaster had a similar one when we fought. I looked over again at Negasonic, she had the same badge. I turned around, and saw that it said it on the wall, too.
Deadpool: "T.A.P.". What does that stand for again?
Negasonic: That guy we fought said it stood for "The Arcade Program", whatever that is.
Negasonic got up, and walked over to one of the bags in the room. She opened it...
Negasonic: It's just a bunch of game consoles and controllers...
Deadpool: Weird.
I got up, and opened a different bag... More controllers and consoles.
Deadpool: What's the point of all these?
Negasonic: Not sure, but let's keep looking.
I walked to another, more of the same sh#t. I went to another, and there was more.
Deadpool: Have you found anything?
Negasonic: I'm assuming you mean other than video game equipment, in which case, no.
Deadpool: Figures. Say, is there even a door to this place?
Negasonic: I don't see any... How did we get here?
Deadpool: No f#cking clue.
Negasonic: Woah, wait...
I turned, and saw Negasonic holding one of the bags, looking shocked at what was inside.
Deadpool: What is it?
She faced the bag towards me... Inside, was a locked, metal box. It had a sticky note on it that read "BOX 14: Deadpool. The combination of all T.A.P. boxes is a 4 digit number that connects the most to the agent that it relates to".
Negasonic: What do you think your "number that connects the most to you" is?
I took the box from her hands, and put in the combination "6969"... The box opened.
Deadpool: Ha, classic.
I looked inside... The first thing I noticed was my journal.
Deadpool: Woah, I was looking for that. Must've forgot it in that room I was locked in.
I took it, and put it in my pocket... Next thing I noticed was a bunch of colorful metal pieces.
Deadpool: Oh, the remnants of Evil Deadpool! I should keep these.
Next item, a cracked, framed picture of Vanessa and me.
Deadpool: Coolio.
Next item, was an old, makeshift mask I made when I first started out as Deadpool.
Deadpool: Wow... Arcade really has been spying on me forever.
Negasonic: Who is that Arcade guy? Why did he have so much of your stuff?
Deadpool: How, because I'm bad at not losing things. Why, I have no idea.
I looked at the final item in the box... it was a small, metal speaker like device, with a button on it. I pressed the button. It sounded like a conversation between Vanessa and Arcade.
Vanessa, speaker: Hello again, commander.
Arcade, speaker: Hello hello, agent..! I'm so glad you could help me bring my status to what it is today. You know, before now, I was just a simple crook with a couple thugs working for me. Now, I have the power of a million suns, and I have you to thank for that.
Vanessa, speaker: Much obliged, commander.
Arcade, speaker: Now, I have a gift for you. Let me tell you my next scheme... It's the biggest one yet.
~Madam Web
Saturday night cruising in Paprihaven, at the Market Street Chevron...
Another Marvel themed car rumbles slowly through the Chevron parking lot, clearly on the lookout for someone.
This on claims to be the Taskmaster! And there can be little doubt it's looking for the Red Skull, who was just here earlier.*
Will it be a fight? Or a super-villain team-up? (I don't know what happened to it just being a race.)
🚌🚦🚗⛽🚐🚍🚎🚔🚑🚨🚒🚓🚔🚕🚧🚖🚜🚘🚲
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A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.
Hot Wheels
Marvel Black Widow
Taskmaster
2015, Thailand
* The Red Skull was possibly seen in BP 2024 Day 97!
www.flickr.com/photos/paprihaven/53634785827/
Another fine Bijou Planks entry from Grab Bag #25!
It is Summer at last!
I am finally on summer break and ready to get back into more photography. My photo skills got a bit rusty, so this is one of the only decent shots that I took last weekend. At least one of them turned out good.
Enjoy!
"Do you have any idea who I am? I'm Taskmaster. I can counter anything you throw at me. I can mimic and adapt to any move you make. I can anticipate any blow."
Here is a 2009 Mack LEU613 Heil PowerTrack Rear Loader. This picture was taken on 11/3/14, before that this truck was "Out of Service" for about 3-4 months as another driver was subbing for the origional driver wrote it up for about 5-6 things. It was back in service at most a week before this picture was taken. I also love that 517 is basically the only Mack out of all the other Mack's that spews out black smoke. Also I assume when the truck was Out of Service they put a new tipper on the LH side of the truck and of course the only tipper Milwaukee buy's for the Rear Load Trucks are Bayne Taskmaster.
Custom printed Udon Taskmaster Lego. Features: custom made energy shield accessory, custom painted hood, brickarms handgun, lego sword and sword holder.
My second Spider-Man post ever, which i've been wanting to make for almost a month now but only started working on it this week.
[L-R]:
Chameleon, Tombstone, Hammerhead, Taskmaster, Spidey+Symbiote Spidey, Hobgoblin, Carnage, Kaine, Crime-Master.
Top Ten Week 2017 is here! It's one of my personal favorite times of the year because I just love making a top ten list! So without further ado, here are my top ten Avengers villains!
1. Ultron
2. Kang
3. Baron Zemo
4. Ronan
5. Thanos
6. Galactus
7. The Collector
8. Annihilus
9. Taskmaster
10. Gravitron
Here is an older Crane Leach on the 1-5 yellow day, 32547 was being used for leafs at the time and this was the truck they got to use on route, the crew was pretty chill for being filmed for the first time, the laborer used to be on the 1-6 route 32551 but I guess they moved him.
Well here's 32517... Same thing different day, well other than that there is another crew on the truck, the city has 2 type of routes, Winter routs which starts the first week in December and ends the first week in April, then they have the summer routes which start in April and end in December. I have gotten footage of this truck with the new crew they were very cool and chill, but this time around the tippers and packer seem to have like absolutely no power! Sadly I believe this truck is dying and if so its going to die soon.
Future Wars according to the Book of Doom
Or just posing figures on hand. Finally had some good lighting to work with.
Thinking of making scale dioramas with LEGO in the future.
#PosingActionFigures #NotLEGO #HasbroPulse #marvel #marvelComics #PulseCon #MCU #ACBA #MarvelLegends #MarvelFigures #actionFigures #marvelhasbro #hasbro #HasbroLegends #DrDoom #collection #MakeMineMarvel #toyPhotography #Deadpool #XMenVsAvengers #TaskMaster #Maestro #ToyPhotography
Mortal Recoil: Total Recall – The Life of Meaning in the Carnal Nation ~
If you are an immortal being living through a succession of mortal lifetimes, why can’t you remember your past? If we’re all in control of our own destinies, how and why have we decided to forget?
Where do you go when you’re asleep? How do you ‘go to sleep’? Are you the same person when you wake up? Can you remember who you were yesterday? How much of your own childhood do you remember? How much of last month – last year?
Have you ever experienced anything you wanted to forget? Have you ever wished you could start your life all over – with a blank slate?
If I want to remember my previous lives, I must explore memory itself to pass through the waters of forgetfulness and reach the dawn of illumination. I must expand and refine my recollections of this life, sorting truth from accretion and memory from fantasy. I must divine for truth as a dowser divines for hidden water or minerals.
I must learn how to tell truth from falsehood, illusion and self-delusion – and continually practice this art, by being my harshest critic and taskmaster and my most compassionate mentor and friend. I must develop a very sensitive bullshit detector and an expansive sense of empathy for the blind sleepwalkers all around me.
I can’t expect the world to make much impression on me if I’m living a half-waking dream all my life – if the reality revealed by my senses is always passing me by, drowned out by the incessant commentary always running through my mind. I have to be certain I’m awake to know I’m not dreaming a vivid fantasy.
I have to be here now if I want to actually experience my life. I have to be mindful of what’s really happening inside me and all around me. To do that, I have to stop my thoughts, or alternately separate my self from the eternal chatter of the surface veneer of my identity – the acculturated monkey mind and emotions that have grown with me since I was swimming in my mother’s womb.
I have to find a deeper wellspring within, beyond the unending entertainments that distract me from life itself. I have to silence the chatter or remove myself from its internal influence, by locating my self in the centre of the eternal cyclone of thought and emotion.
I have to know who it is who goes to sleep and wakes up every night and every day.
I have to know the true meaning of the word ‘meditation’, which has nothing whatever to do with thinking. I have to find out who it is that’s doing all the thinking – or being distracted by it!
I have to open my mind to all the things that the purblind natives of this dawning New Millennium deny and exclude from their blinkered tunneled visions – the realities filtered out by hidebound neo-feudal cultures that stubbornly refuse to observe anomalies, discrepancies and outright disproof of their common beliefs and quaint ‘scientific’ notions.
If I want to have a life I have to walk away from the screen when I finish reading this and explore reality – if my memory span extends that far!
If I am not the sum of my thoughts, beliefs, habits and culture, then what am I? What is within me that survives to carry on?
Am I a projection into this four dimensional TimeSpace, a partial expression of an expanded being, who simultaneously dwells throughout many other dimensions as well? Am I part of something and someone that dwells in all the hyperspaces and parallel continua that we know exist (in implicate, interconnected conjunction with the reality we can see, hear, feel, smell and taste with our terrestrial time-bound senses), from the observations of physics and the realities implicit in geometry? And from the subtle magic of synchronicity and coincidence…
When you realise your mind isn’t yours and your consciousness isn’t confined to the cave of your skull, it’s easy to see how an apparently finite, mortal, death-bound being could in fact be a virtual extension of something else entirely. You can access all these realms and dimensions by expanding y/our consciousness. And paradoxically, this is facilitated by concentrating on the smallest things – or nothing at all.
Staying alive and aware is a continual weaning process. Potty training only ends in infancy in primitive societies full of throwaway people with short lives and attention spans, whose purpose is simply to maintain a dreaming gene-pool. Gaining complete control of your breathing, digestive system, heartbeat, brain activity, fertility and all other physical parameters is well within the capabilities of most children. It’s the way out of the matrix.
Almost all those who could have taught us how to escape the prisons of our cultures by exploring our own nature were burned at the stake or stoned to death by our superstitious grandparents or forebears – but the techniques are implicit in the forms and functions of our bodies; a true seeker will always find a way, and will be helped along by the indivisible invisible hands of those who’ve preceded you, if your mind and heart are in the right place. In a universe where memory is truly ineradicable, lost techniques and memories can be recovered and resurrected.
In our primitive superstition-ridden cultures of the early New Millennium – in which people are automatically taught to be suspicious and afraid of their own bodies and sexuality – most humans don’t even know where their physical organs are located after a decade of ‘education’. How can we expect to have any idea of what we are when we’re encouraged not to look at (or touch) our selves or each other? How can we find our true nature (or even nature itself) if we allow ourselves to be continually distracted by bullshit and melodrama? Will we find ourselves in a sitcom or ‘reality’ show? Do clothes make the woman? How’s the attention span going?
If you want to be cleansed of unpleasant memories or the pitiful painful results of an unexamined life and self-destructive lifestyle, an easy way is to cut off all your sensory inputs. You can do this by staying in a sensory deprivation chamber, by taking opiates, by going to sleep or by dying. If you remain in a sensory deprivation chamber for a couple of weeks your mind will be washed clean – unless you’re particularly adept at meditation – and a womb makes an excellent sensory deprivation chamber, washing you in the warm waters of forgetfulness for months.
Some philosophers suggest that if people knew they were immortal, we’d all automatically be aware of the laws of karma and dharma and practice the Golden Rule. But immortality is no impediment to free will. We all have many of the same motivations to be creative, honourable and compassionate or cruel, uncaring and destructive, whether we have a small single life or a big multiplex one. Regardless of whether you’re immortal or not, the same ethical questions apply; and either way, you can’t leave yourself behind and wherever you go, there you are, for as long as you are you. It’s an excellent motivation for changing the things in yourself you aren’t comfortable with – and a terrible lesson for would-be suicides.
In the folklore of forgetfulness, the amnesiac is compelled to relive aspects of the events they have forgotten; he who forgets the lessons of his story is condemned to repeat them. Until full waking memory relinks the past with the future, the amnesiac is trapped in a cycle of repetition – and hell is often defined as repetition.
Yet immortality provides a wider and deeper perspective into the connectedness of all things and beings, and this does make a fundamental difference to our beliefs, motives and actions. In the absolute centre of the cyclone, I am you, and we are Divine.
Who are you again? Are you distracted yet? What’s that over there?
Your parents and grandparents were happy and satisfied to be lied to and cheated by those who still get away with stealing the wealth and knowledge of the Earth (and everywhere else) for themselves – are you?
Turn on. Tune in. Opt OUT! Find like-minded friends and work with them to free the world and free our Mind…
@ hermetic.blog.com/2008/03/4/ by R. Ayana