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It's a known fact, once the sun sets the city of Gotham faces a rise in crime. Even the most kindest citizens turn to criminal tactics to help save society from all that is wrong... One of those citizens is known as, "The Grappler."
Photo credit: bdopekarreuche
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Featuring:
GRAPPLING GUN: Songbird Claw Revolver 1.0 by Aiizawa!
This gun is amazing, pulls you up the side of buildings, can double/triple grapple, lifts you up n top of buildings. Super fun and easy to use. Beautiful construction and all around awesome. Highly recommend.
CREDITS:
BODY: Legacy F
HEAD: Briannon by Lelutka
NAILS: Witchy hands by MUG
PANTS: Camo High-waisted pants by Tetra
HAIR: J0916 by Tram
SUNGLASSES” Mia by Nanika
JACKET: Dynamite by Blueberry
SNEAKERS: Gemini by REIGNxFLITE
AURA: Forgiven by Void
Photo taken @ Celestis
... #secondlife #secondlifebeauty #secondlifephotography #secondlifefashion
Luna took a deep breath and steeled herself for the challenge ahead. She had never taught anyone to fly before, let alone a group of elderly pilots. But she was determined to help them and prove herself worthy of staying in Moon city.
She watched as the grannies weaved and dodged through the sky, bouncing off each other like pinballs. It was chaos, but they were all having the time of their lives.
"Alright, ladies," Luna said over the intercom, "Let's start with some basic manoeuvres. Follow me."
Luna borrowed Cybelle’s craft and led the group through a series of simple loops and rolls. At first, the grannies were hesitant, but as they gained confidence, they started to fly with more control and precision.
But then, disaster struck. Grinelda misjudged her trajectory and collided with a passing asteroid. Her spacecraft spun out of control, hurtling towards the surface of the moon.
Luna sprang into action, using a grappling hook to latch onto the stricken vehicle. She led the spacecraft to safety, avoiding obstacles and debris along the way.
"Thank you, dearie," she said, hugging Luna tightly. "You saved my life.
Now, I do believe it’s time for tea!"
Many restaurants have been grappling with the requirements for the various categories of the bubble scheme, introduced in late April, which allows eateries to accept more customers and offer longer dine-in services depending on the vaccination status of patrons and staff.
The C category allows up to six people per table with dine-in service until midnight, provided staff have received at least one vaccine dose and customers use the government's "Leave Home Safe" contact-tracing app.
For the type D zone, the final tier, staff must be fully vaccinated while patrons need to have received at least one jab. Restaurants must use a government scanning app to verify diners' vaccine status.
At the lower end of the scale, type B restaurants are allowed to serve up to four people per table until 10pm with patrons required to write down their personal details.
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A quick build multi-purpose robot. Maybe a little influenced by the "Loaders" in the Bordarlands video games. I have wanted to try those hands and head ideas for a while now. .
This pic was basically a test of my photoshop skills and I think the floating stormtrooper came out pretty good even though the reflection got kinda weird, but I need to work on the lightsaber effects.
Grappler
A collection of thieves, enforcers, and monstrosities omitted from the records of the Dark Hunters.
Photo edited by @the.overheating.orange
Lore entry written by @lamentte
Nitto Terra Grappler all-terrain tyre, designed for use on 4x4s and SUVs. Four such tyres will set you back $1,500.
Cherrybrook, Sydney
A grapple, (a real word) is, or was, an attempt to entice more children to eat fruit. An apple was "soaked" in grape juice so that the apple was infused with grape flvouring.
One thing I did notice when setting up this shot was that having cut the apple in half and scooped out the core so that the grape could sit in the middle, a few minutes had gone by, 5 at the most, and the apple was alread going brown from the centre.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gr%C4%81pple
125 Pictures in 2025, theme # 76 Portmanteau Words
I kept putting off uploading this shot because the Goshawks were a bit distant. But it is such an unusual shot with one bird flying upside down and raising its talons, that I had to post it. These are both immature Goshawks tussling over a territory, with the Peak District Moors in the background. I almost called it a dogfight, and the dictionary does define dogfight as close combat with two aircrafts. Why dogfight though? Well the etymology suggests that a fight between two women was known as a catfight, and as most fighter pilots were men, they called aircraft battles dogfights. It also mentions the similarity to two dogs chasing each other's tail.
I mentioned recently that Black-tailed Godwits spent a lot of time fighting, and someone asked if it was like sword fighting. Well not really as this one had jumped on the other one's back and was nipping or plucking, I'm not sure which. But the victim was giving a great display of his wing bar and tail pattern. If you are questioning my choice of crop, I didn't have a choice as this was straight off the camera. I was using a 700mm prime and they were right in front of the hide. The Black-tailed Godwits were keeping company with Ruff, which are famously pugnacious. Yet the Ruffs seemed perfectly chilled while the Godwits grappled. It surprised me as all of the Godwits (and Ruffs) were in non-breeding plumage so should not have high levels of testosterone at this time of year. This was taken at Martin Mere in Lancashire.
Mini mural incorporating a fire hydrant by Jaune aka @jaune_art, seen at 1812 35th Street in the Five Points area of Denver, Colorado.
Photo by James aka @urbanmuralhunter on that other photo site.
Edit by Teee.
2PLJ
An attempted carjacking, some dealers trying to sell drugs to kids, a normal night in Bludhaven, but still a boring one, normally I don’t feel like this. Barbra went to visit Jim back in Gotham, no matter where I go, or try to get this stuff off my mind, I keep feeling lonely, as if there’s been something, something I’ve forgotten, with the times changing, the league forming, everything’s going so fast now. After swinging around Bludhaven for a while, I decide to take a rest on a rooftop. Wow when did anything ever not go fast, it’s been my whole life, quickly swinging on the trapeze, chasing after criminal scum, running real hard from problems, some of which, I’ve always known really weren’t there, hell I’ve even tried to right some wrongs, before it slipped out of my hands. Did I ever even have a normal summer, like a regular kid, well I guess that’s what happens when you’re a vigilante? I grapple away, trying to get rid of the bad feelings I’m harboring in me, as the wind picks up so does my spirit, as I remember, Wally, Donna, Roy, Garth, all my good buddies, from the old days, we had a club, wasn’t it called the Teen Titans. I remember now, sure we fought crime like our mentors, but still we had fun, we talked, hung out, in our little club, who came up with the name anyways, Donna? Wow it’s all really clear now, she came up with the name, or was it Roy who came up with it, no he added the Teen part, she just thought of Titans. If I remember correctly there was a little bit of an age difference between everyone, but nonetheless we were all friends. Man how could I have forgotten about that, I got to get the old club together. I set my course for home and in no time I’m back in my apartment. I pick up my phone and make a couple calls. Within no time I’ve arranged a meeting in the local diner by where we used to hang out.
I took a drive to the place we decide to meet up, a dockside diner, I arrived first, still worried that no one was going to show up. I haven’t heard back from Roy but hopefully if he does show up it isn’t awkward with Donna and Roy, I swear they had a thing for each other at one point, though I can’t clearly remember.
“Sir, are you still waiting on people, or do you want to order now?” the waitress asks, with five menus ready.
“No, I think I’ll wait a bit more for them, oh and we might not need the fifth menu” I sit back and relax know that there’s finally going to be that missing piece in my life, restored. I see someone wave to me from the door, and I realize who it was, it’s Donna, wow I haven’t seen her in years, didn’t realize how intimidating this would be. In about a minute she makes her way over to the table.
“Hey Dick, how many years has it been?”
“I’m not entirely sure myself, but it’s good to see you again” wow, she’s changed a bit, gotten taller, as you’d expect, I remember how me and her used to be best friends.
“So Dick, what have you been doing in recent times?” she asks politely, just like I remember.
“Ah nothing much, you ever meet Barbra Gordon before?”
“Yeah once, wait are you two?”
“I guess you could say so” at that moment Wally walks through the doors, and points to our table, the waiter walks him over anyways.
“Hey, guys, how’s it going, how’s everything been?” Wally asks energetically, seemingly pretty excited that he’s back with old buddies, was it just me that forgot this whole time, or did everyone else forget too? Wally convinces us to order our food now and let everyone else order later, he’s never been good with patience before.
“So, is Roy going to be here?” Wally asks, excited to see everyone again. Suddenly I get a text message from Roy, and I read it in my head before saying it out loud.
“He said he couldn’t make it, Green Arrow was having a big crisis or something and needed his help” though I have a feeling that he also was worried about being around Donna, I’ve had that feeling before. I remember it from back when I lived in Gotham, there was a girl in my school, I think her name was Betty, wow all these old memories are coming back now.
“So, how’s life been for you guys?” Donna asks cheerfully.
“Well I’ve been pretty good, how about you guys?” someone says from the side of our booth, it’s Garth.
“Hey, Fish boy how’s the sea been for you?” I ask, feeling relaxed now that all the “Teen Titans” are in one place again, he chuckles, Fish Boy was the name we used to call him, jokingly of course.
“So, the old group, all back together again, except for Roy” everyone looks at each other, a real feeling of happiness swarms over everyone, yet a bit of sadness is mixed in, with the disappointment of Roy not showing up.
“Yeah, it’s been so long, and everything has really begun to change recently.”
“Tell me about it, with the league, and other things, I swear my life moves on a faster pace now, well faster than it already was” Wally says, trying to add humor into the mix.
“The League’s creation has attracted more criminals, ambitious ones too, now can we order the food?” Garth interjects, as his stomach growls.
“Is that so different from before, I mean it’s always been that way?” Donna adds in, seemingly distracted about something, wonder If mentioning Roy is getting her nervous, even though he isn’t around.
We put our conversation on hold and let the others order some food, then we get right back to the main topic.
“Guys, I figured that if we all came back together, we could fill a void, that I’m sensing we all have in our lives, with all the crime fighting, we’ve all been missing one valuable thing” I say, proudly finally stating my motivation for getting everyone together.
“And what’s that” everyone asks, though they already know, just aren’t brave enough to say it.
“We need to get back together; we can make our little teenage club something more something to help people” I say, kind of hopeful that I’ll be the leader.
“So you want to become the Teen Titans again?” Donna asks, intrigued by this idea.
“You know, that doesn’t sound bad, but one thing we need to do, is get rid of the Teen Part” Garth adds in.
“Yeah that sounds pretty good, but are we going to have a headquarters?” Donna asks, still trying to keep her mind of Roy.
“Yeah, I’ll see what kind of a headquarters we can get, after all I have access to sunken treasure” Garth says, feeling as if being a “fish boy” is paying off”
“Well, we probably have to get recognized as an official group by the Justice League, hopefully we get it right on our first try and don’t end up doing it three times” I interjected, hopefully not bringing the mood down.
“Well, whatever happens now, we’re the Titans now” Wally states, proudly and happily.
“And we’ll always be the Titans, forever” Garth adds, as we all look at each other once more it’s like we became one entity.
“Titans Forever” we say, but sadness creeps over me, as I remember something, I won’t be able to stay with the Titans, I have a duty to Bludhaven, and I have to protect it.
“Guys, I think it’s best if I don’t join up with you guys, I have to protect Bludhaven at all costs, I can’t just ditch it, but can I trust you guys to bring our little dream to fruition” I feel depressed knowing that I can’t stay with the Titans that much longer, but I might try and stay in contact. Their faces sadden as they realize how there’s only three left.
“I guess we will try and become something else, even if it’s without you and Roy, we can make it.”
“Alright good to hear, Titans.”
(Figured that if i couldn't use Roy or Dick in the actual series I shouldn't just give up there, I used Dick in the app anyways, though he won't be appearing again since I don't have the rights to him, anyways thanks for reading)