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I added a more befitting background to my original portrait ... seen here flic.kr/p/MREnka
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Listen: www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMR382aefmQ&feature=related
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You are the reason why we started this fight
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I know I just gotta let it go
I shoulda' known
I gotta learn to say goodbye now
I throw my armour down
And leave the battleground
For the final time now
I know I'm running from a warzone
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What are we fighting for ?????????????
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No not any warzone. Just Bangalore :)
Specialized markets where they strip and repurpose accident vehicles. Probably bought from insurance and police auctions ?
I quite like the result of this idea.
To make it I used one small green army toy, fake fur, match sticks, blue tac, an open window and a wide aperture.
When creating this, I had in mind memories of a few films from the World War 2 and American western genres, I wanted to generate a similar feel. By silhouetting the toy and grave stones, the character appears slightly mysterious and makes the observer question his role. Additional to this I wanted the observer to do a second take and realise the scene above isn't real (as opposed to noticing it straight away).
I hope you like it...
Another year, another coup ...
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//Archives.....//
//Files.....//
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//Opening....//
//Major Mikeal...//
//Log # 147//
We Continued our walk. deeper and deeper into this long forgotten warzone we went. eventually things stoped to bug me. I just looked at bodies like they had been put there on purpose. Destroyed buildings where just under construction and stray dogs where just lost pups looking for thier masters, who I assured was a 10 year old Boy, who lived on a farm somewhere. Which made me think of Olaf and spots for some reason. but I knew spots was in good hands back with the Driver.
I guess we all needed a way to cope with things. I don't care how many wars you have been in, the Gore of a battle scene never gets to be normal. We where walking past a large building that was half colapsed. I spotted some rubble roll down the side of a massive hill of concrete. I thought nothing of it at first. Until It happened again and I saw something move.
"There is something out there guys" Said the boy, who had now filed into the middle of the group.
"Yeah I kno-" I was cut off by my own mind. I started to feel very dizzy. I stumbled over to a charcoaled Sedan. I looked back to see Olafs massive frame go down. I tried to wipe my eyes before I passed out too. And there It was, Some Kind of Man sized Spider crawling down the pile of rubble. Then I blacked out.
I awoke Later. I wasn't sure how late but the first thing I saw was the whole world turned upside down. Then I realized that It was I, that was upside down. I was coated in some kind of Webbing. I could barely move, but with A flick of a pocket knife, I was able to free myself. I fell a good 4 feet to the ground, It hurt but there was no time to bleed and complain. I looked around to see my squad and the Boy in the same positions, All still asleep. Sophie and her Men where nowhere in sight.
I looked around for something to defend myself with. What I came up with was an old Greyhawk M3 Machete. I looked around more and came up with a Banner pole for an EC flag, and used what tattered, Dusted flag pieces there where left to tie the Machete to the Pole. It really wasn't even a Machete, More like a devilish Sword. It wasn't a RA issue weapon, But Soldiers liked it for its looks and razor sharp blade. So they would purchase it with thier own money.
I started to hear movement in the dark area we where in. It looked like a Parking Garage, but beams of light showed through the upper levels. I could hear the beast getting closer. A clicking noise it made as it walked, gave me somewhat of an advantage. I tore off my Greyhawk Combat Armour. If I was going to fight I needed no restrictions. I left only the Olive Dab shirt I wored and My leggings and combat boots. I also Ripped off my helmet, exposing my closely shaved head.
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The creature sprang from the darkness and landed infront of me. I could Finally make out what It was. I had seen one before when I hunted on Granhue. They are large Spiders the size of Men. Poisoness and very strong. But this one was different. Random legs where replaced with steel Versions, that bulked out and had wires running between them. Its mouth held thousand of Shark Hook like teeth. And half of the Eyes in its head where optical lenses. The torso was plated, but it left some parts exposed. I could also make out A large EC flag bolted into both steel and skin.
It let out a ear piercing metalic scream and went for me. I quickly dodged it.
We began to circle each other. Every movement was at about half the normal speed. I kept my arms in position and chose my steps carefully. The Creature stood on its hind legs and kicked its fore legs. I then spotted its weak spot. A plate of steel hung from its under belly. the bolts rusted. I could see ligaments and blood under it, maybe even a heart.
The creature sprang again and I let loose a terrible blow on its back. Sparks flew and the creature was un damaged, just even more mad. It stood on its legs again and I took the chance. The creature noticed my move and snapped its legs down and bent the titanium staff. I rolled over to where it had fallen and started to untie the Machete from the now bent pole.
The creature charged me, And with all my might I gave it a hard kick in the mouth with my steel tipped combat boot. It reared back an I slid The jagged blade into its belly. There was a quick silence before the Un-bearable screams form the beast. It sprayed blood and Oil all over my arm. I didn't mind, I was too busy Laughing at its pain. Like a mad man I kackeled at the dieing beast. I spit on it and returned to my comrads. I found Olaf cutting down the boy, Srgt Granhue and Grapes.
"Thanks for the help Comrads" I said as I bent down, My adrenaline had worn off and the Pain and Tired being that comes with a fierce battle was setting in.
"Alright....." I panted
"lets go get sophie"
//log end//
Savonlinna, Lake District, Finland.
Well, well, where to start?! 7 months ago we had to flee a warzone amid riots and gunshots through stempede, with a lot of begging and tears, terrifing images in our minds, leaving our jobs, homes, dogs, neighbours and friends behind.. (which should explain my lack of posts and comments)
Well, I guess we left our life and one beautiful country behind, then travelled 15, settled down in the 16th, took over 15000 photos -give or take.. And now, while enjoying starting a new life I thought it's time I started posting some photos from our travels..
This photo was taken in Savonlinna, a small town set on islands amid the scenic lake district of Saimaa in eastern Finland. Lakes occupie 25% of Finland's Lake District (aka Finnish Lakeland) - all 187.888 of them. And as many tourist do, you can easily spend months striving to paddle across a couple of lakes with your canoe or kayak. Gliding smoothly across these serene Finnish lakes is really the way to enjoy the scenery of countless pristine islands, 'mökki's, lotus, water lilies, ducks, swans and sublime sunsets, sunrises.. And ohhh silence.. Did I mention sheer silence..
Camera: Canon PowerShot S90
Exposure time: 1/320 sec
Aperture: f/4.9
ISO speed: 80
Focal Length: 22.5mm
Processed with Adobe Camera RAW and Photoshop CS5.
ps: please don't make me post the sooc photo to prove these colours are real (:
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A photo series featuring painted style portraits. This particular sub-series is of Fireteam Majestic from Halo Spartan Ops
Disputed Hood/Warzone; Spanish 4CH been going at it hard to defend this hood vs. Almighty Latin Pachucos & Insane Unknowns. Both sides claim it... now Spanish Lords are with the 4's...take it easy on each other fellas.
'85 Chevrolet Caprice in Dunkerque, France. Actually a residential area on the French coast but it looks more like a warzone to me.
Turnstile - Franz Lyons, Daniel Fang
On the Warzone Stage
Hellfest Open Air - Day 3
11th edition
Clisson, France | 19/06/2016
Live report on MusicWaves
Philippe Bareille
In a barren landscape that resembles a warzone, former BR Class 02 D2857 stands in Birds Scrapyard at Long Marston on October 12th 1981. The electrification warning flashes are the only vestige of its former BR ownership. The scrapyard had a contract for breaking redundant DMU/EMUs and Coaching Stock and the 02 was not only used for shunting, but seemingly pushing piles of scrap around the site - Hence its pristine condition.
During its 10 year BR career, D2857 had been a resident of various Merseyside Depots. New in December 1960, its first home was at Bank Hall (27A) where it joined other fellow class members for use at Great Howard Street Goods Yard, Dock traffic and Station Pilot work at Liverpool Exchange. Chasing ever evaporating work, the loco moved to Speke Jct (8C) in 1966 and onto Allerton (8J) in 1968. After a couple of periods in store, the game was finally up in April 1971 when it was withdrawn from service.
Along with many other redundant shunters at the time, it was snapped up for further use. As with many scrapyard shunting locomotives, D2857 found this a dangerous place to be, as it too was converted into scrap metal in 1992.
Packard plant area of Detroit, I took a friend of mine there and he was in awe at the abandonment, "like a warzone" is how he described it.
The Witcher³ || 5K || 2,37:1 AR || 11MP Rendering || cfg tweaks || Reshade || Jim2point0 fantastic table
EP 1: Resurrection
The Following takes place after BATMAN: HAUNTED (The mini Series)
Scene 1
LOCATION// HALL OF DOOM//
Ra’s: Ah, The legion of dooms gratitude is to you Mr Strange, these body’s will make perfect sacrifices
Hugo: You are welcome my lord. And in agreement, I will be taking Mr Elliott
Ra’s: Of course. Can I ask why?
Hugo: A project I am working on. The second version of Task force X. I mean that team is the reason you have any of these body’s
Ra’s: Agreed.
The demons head drops the literal jokers head into the Lazarus Pit. Already Lying there, Tommy Elliott’s corpse, and the corpse of Johnathon Crane.
Scene 2
Hugo rushes down the stairs to see the newly awaken body’s, crawling out the pit like zombies.
Ra’s: Ubu. It is done. The resurrection of our master. He’s hear somewhere.. I feel his presence, Hail Darksied
Ubu: Yes master
Hush: urrr, Where... where am I.
Hugo: Shhhhh Hush now Thomas
Scene 3:
Slade, Now re-named Deathstroke drags Tommy towards him
Lex: Kneel before me peasant
Johnathon crashes to the floor infront of him
Reverse Flash: Take this, I stole it from the evidence room in Arkham. I believe it belongs to you, Scarecrow
Johnathon: (laughs Insanely)
Scene 4
Joker: Help me, please. I dont know who I am.
Scarecrow: Neither do I my friend, But we will discover shortly. I believe it
Lex: You two. Welcome to the Legion of doom
*BRING BRING*
RF: Luthor. Can I..
Lex: Just take the damn call
Scene 5
LOCATION// GOTHAM// ABANDONED BUILDING//
James Gordon waits at the door. A house that hasn’t had a single resident in 30 years. Suspicious, the neighbour’s called GCPD to find out...
J: What the hell is taking Harv so long.
Scene 6
?: Sorry man, Bullock urrr... couldn’t make it. The names Detective Eddie Thawne, CCPD.
J: Then what are you doing in Gotham.
E: Look man I’m on a case and I’ve been asked to help, you wanna do this or not
J: If you say so
Scene 7
(At the same time)
J: GCPD, HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE EM
E: CCPD, HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE EM
J: What the Fuc...
Scene 8
DARKSIED: (MANACLE LAUGH)
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm,
...Hello. Jim
Dedicated to big Ev, great memories of the craic we had in the warzone building and all the great punk gigs back in the day we went bonkers at. Another good man down...
"If you're guilty, you're dead."
('The Punisher' by Diamond Select Toys / Marvel Select Series - based on the designs by Tim Bradstreet)
Man rides a bike past bombed apartments in Borodyanka, Ukraine.
Bikes4Ukraine - I visited Ukraine with my non-profit organisation to see for myself the destruction and to see how bicycles are needed in Ukrainian cities. There is a massive need. That's why we're crowdfunding to send bikes to people who need them.
Donate here: bikes4ukraine.org
Civilian cars destroyed by Russian invaders stacked on the roadside in Bucha, Ukraine. Many of them had people in them, trying to escape.
Bikes4Ukraine - I visited Ukraine with my non-profit organisation to see for myself the destruction and to see how bicycles are needed in Ukrainian cities. There is a massive need. That's why we're crowdfunding to send bikes to people who need them.
Donate here: bikes4ukraine.org
EP 2: Spectre
Scene 1
LOCATION// SPACE// WATCHTOWER//
The 7’s weekly meeting is already in commence
Victor: I’m sorry billy but this is just the way it has to be
Kal: Look kid. Your 14. We can’t have your life being put at risk like this
Diana: A vote it will be. All in favour of Billy Batson being terminated from the 7.
Bruce, Barry, Victor, Kal and Diana’s hands raise
D: And all against
John’s hand raises
John: Look, I respect Ya’ll opinions in all but when he says dem words he aint no boy no more. He buffer than me.
Kal: So is my brother Connor, can he join us round the table
John: But hes underag... oh i see what you did there
Kal: Exactly
Bruce: Its settled then. Billy you shall be moved into our new project on earth. We have a tower set up for a few sidekicks and teen heroes to fight street crime from. Victor add Billys name to project TITANS
Victor: Right away Boss
Scene 2
Billy: Please guys. I’ll do anything.. what if I join Beta in the hall of justice
Victor: I’m sorry billy. Kori and the rest of the Titans are flying out to pick you up and take you to there new HQ
Billy: You guys are gonna regret this
Kal: go wait near the escape pods kid. The... GROWN ups are having a meeting
Scene 3
Kal: Now there’s a seat to fill at the table, any ideas
Bruce: Team, you all know Mr Queen.
John: Hey man
Oliver: John, I haven’t seen you since the Body guarding days
John: Olly we literally took down Icicle together last week and sent him to black gate
Oliver: ?
Bruce: Oliver Queen. The Green Arrow. Welcome to the Alpha Squad of the Justice league.... The super 7
Bruce grips Oliver’s hand firmly
Scene 4
Meanwhile...
//LOCATION// GOTHAM// UNKNOWN//
Jim: URGHHH, Make it stop
Darksied: Finally... after all these years they really did it. They followed the prophesy. Fools.
Jim: What are you... what are you doing to me.
D: Draining your life force. Making myself stronger. You belong in the Apokolips.
J: And where is this.... this Apokolips
D: You’ll see
The Commissioner’s life force, soul and body warp inside the tyrants chest.
D: Theres your apokolips!
Scene 5
Darksied Bust through the wall.. he stares into the deep void that is space.
D: I always loved night time on earth. I don’t like that annoying space station tho. Or the annoying Star Spangled morons that lay there
“No more Justice League”
Darksied exclaims as he fires an omega beam straight into space Destroying the watchtower and the residents on it (Scene 6 and 7)
Scene 8
A green Light shines bright above Oliver Queen. Damaged, and Out cold
Spectre: Oliver, If you can hear this... I saved your life. You have been teleported into my apartment. You are the last one left of the 7. Which is why i leave you my robe and powers. Mr Queen.... Gather the Justice society of America. You are the only hope to stopping the Darkness.
Spectre fades into nothing as his robe falls on to the floor.
Emerald Energy drifts towards Oliver, Soaked in his own blood.
Spectre, Is reborn
Bombed homes in Borodyanka, Ukraine.
Bikes4Ukraine - I visited Ukraine with my non-profit organisation to see for myself the destruction and to see how bicycles are needed in Ukrainian cities. There is a massive need. That's why we're crowdfunding to send bikes to people who need them.
Donate here: bikes4ukraine.org
If you're interested in scifi or grand strategic wargaming, I invite you to check out Warzone. I think it's going to be fun.
//What a disaster
William Saunderson-Meyer says the floods just another blow to a province that was already on its knees
KwaZulu-Natal has declared a provincial state of disaster to try to cope with the devastating floods of the past week.
This is normally a temporary mechanism of which the primary purpose is to facilitate speedy national government assistance to hard-pressed provincial and local authorities. It also triggers the release of emergency funds from the National Treasury.
But in KZN’s case, they might as well make it permanent. This is a province that has been on its knees for some time and it ain’t getting up any time soon.
After all, KZN hasn’t even staunched the bloodied nose it suffered nine months ago. That’s when one wing of the African National Congress government — the Radical Economic Transformation followers of former president Jacob Zuma — tried to bury the other — the so-called reformists led by President Cyril Ramaphosa.
KZN hasn’t even properly tallied the body blows it suffered then. The official estimates for the insurrection were 45,000 businesses affected, R50bn in economic damage, 129,000 jobs lost, and 354 killed.
These estimates are probably on the low side. For example, the number of people who were killed in the mayhem doesn’t include the many whose bodies were simply never found and counted.
And the true economic cost is incalculable. There’s been substantially increased emigration of minorities, cancelled investment, and the loss of international confidence in KZN as a safe tourist destination. In at least a dozen small, country towns, all the business infrastructure was destroyed, paradoxically by the very people who worked and shopped in those buildings.
Now the floods. The death toll is over 300 and still rising. Some 6,000 homes have been destroyed and road, water sewage and electrical infrastructure uprooted. As I write this, roaming mobs are opportunistically plundering container depots, stranded trucks, abandoned homes and vulnerable businesses, reportedly unhindered — as was the case during last year’s riots — by the police and army.
Naturally, no disaster is complete without a scapegoat. Ramaphosa, as is his style, was quick off the mark to finger the culprit — climate change.
“This disaster is part of climate change. It is telling us that climate change is serious, it is here,” Ramaphosa told reporters while inspecting a devastated Durban. “We no longer can postpone what we need to do, and the measures we need to take to deal with climate change.”
What balderdash. Whatever role climate change may or may not have played in the larger scheme of things, it’s nonsense to pin on it responsibility for the plight of KZN. That lies with the ANC government.
First, this was not an unforeseeable bolt from the heavens. The forecasters warned months back that this was likely to be an exceptionally wet summer because of the La Niña weather pattern that occurs every few years.
There are also historical precedents for extreme weather in KZN, which a prudent administration would have taken note of.
In 1984, Tropical Storm Domoina wreaked havoc in a swathe from Mozambique, through Swaziland to KZN. Although the current downpour is worse, the scale is nevertheless in the same ballpark.
This latest storm — as yet unnamed — dumped 450mm of rain on Durban in 48 hours. Domoina let loose 615mm in 24 hours on Swaziland and northern KZN.
But the true difference between those events, 38 years apart, lies in the lack of preparedness on the part of today’s authorities. In 1984 the SA Air Force deployed 25 helicopters to airlift people to safety. In the 2000 Mozambique floods, 17 SAAF helicopters rescued more than 14,000 people.
This time, according to a News24 report, the SA Police Service and the SAAF, combined, have been unable to put a single chopper in the air. The erosion of South Africa’s military means that of the SAAF’s 39 Oryx helicopters, only 17 are serviceable.
Durban-based 15 Squadron has not a single helicopter available for search and rescue — they are reportedly primarily used as VIP transport — but two SAAF choppers supposedly have been despatched from Gqeberha to help. The SAPS airwing has only one serviceable helicopter but “the pilot on duty has been booked off sick”.
Second, throughout the province, local government is also in a state of disaster and unable to do its job. The scale of the KZN impairment can be measured in the flood destruction of homes.
Some 4,000 shanties have been destroyed, many because officialdom was too lax to forbid building on the floodplain and against precariously unstable hillsides. Another 2,000 of the homes swept away were so-called RDP houses, shoddily built during the kickback-and-steal bonanza of the government’s Reconstruction and Development Programme of the late 1990s.
In Durban, the eThekwini metro is bloated and inert. It carries a rates and services debt of R17bn, of which R1bn is owed by the national government.
Durban is also infamously corrupt. Former mayor Zandile Gumede — along with 21 co-accused — is facing fraud, corruption and money-laundering charges in connection with a R320m municipal tender.
Yet at the weekend, even as the rain was bucketing down, she won the ANC’s regional leadership contest hands-down, despite the party’s supposed “step-aside when accused” rule.
The ANC-aligned Ahmed Kathrada Foundation has no illusions about the party it supports. It issued a statement calling on the government to ensure that unlike the plundering of Covid-19 emergency relief funds, the KZN disaster funds were not stolen or misused.
Fat chance. The ANC has already announced that its parliamentary constituency offices in KZN would become “hubs for humanitarian support” and appealed for the donation of relief supplies. Watch the trousering by the ANC’s public representatives of anything that the public is dumb enough to leave with them.
It’s in KZN where the ANC’s brazen indifference to the law and antipathy towards the Constitution is at its most obvious and most destructive.
On Monday, Zuma's corruption trial once again failed to take off in the Pietermaritzburg High Court when he successfully blocked the process with another round of delaying legal actions. His lawyers also had some carefully threatening words for the judiciary in a separate Supreme Court of Appeal action.
They urged SCA President Mandisa Maya to reconsider the dismissal of his latest corruption prosecution challenges. They warned that last year’s deadly July unrest was “in part, traceable to a perceived erroneous and unjust judicial outcome” that put Zuma briefly in prison for contempt of court.
“When such conceived mistakes are committed, the citizens (wrongly) feel entitled to resort to self-help…”
Floods, fires and locusts are devastating but at least happen relatively rarely. The ANC, alas, is a seemingly unending plague.