Nintendo Power issue 113 (October 1998)
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Nintendo Power issue 113 (October 1998)
HAD TO DO A DEEPDIVE INTO FINDING IT BECAUSE I DID NOT BELIEVE IT. IT'S REAL.
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golden eagle having a relaxing time
This is the world’s largest flying Engine of Murder marveling at the fact that it can actually have its tummy rubbed.
I feel like this is the next step up on “loose your fingers” roulette from petting a kittie’s tummy, but just below belly rubs for say a lion.
Can someone who knows birds better than I do tell me whether this eagle is as happy as it looks? Because I want it to be happy. It looks so happy. Bewildered by having a friend, but so happy.
Just popping on this thread to confirm: yes, the eagle is happy about the belly rubs. Golden eagles make this sound when receiving allopreening and similar affectionate and soothing treatment from their parents and mates. It’s the “I am safe and well fed, and somebody familiar is taking good care of me” sound. Angry raptors and wounded raptors make some pretty dramatic hisses and shrieks; frightened raptors go dead silent and try to hide if they can, or fluff up big and get loud and in-your-face if hiding isn’t an option. They can easily sever a finger or break the bones of a human hand or wrist, and even with a very thick leather falconer’s gauntlet, I’ve known falconers to leave a mews (hawk house) with graphic punctures THROUGH the gauntlet into the meat of their hands and arms, just from buteos and kestrels way smaller than this eagle. A pissed off hawk will make damn sure you don’t try twice whatever you pulled that pissed her off, even if she’s been human-imprinted.
If you’re ever unsure about an animal’s level of okayness with something that’s happening, there are three spot-check questions you can ask, to common-sense your way through it:
1. Is the animal capable of defending itself or making a threatening or fearful display, or otherwise giving protest, and if so, is it using this ability? (e.g. dog snarling or biting, swan hissing, horse kicking or biting) 2. Does the animal experience an incentive-based relationship with the human? (i.e. does the animal have a reason, in the animal’s frame of reference, for being near this human? e.g. dog sharing companionship / food / shelter, hawk receiving good quality abundant food and shelter and medical care from a falconer)
3. Is the animal a domesticated species, with at least a full century of consistent species cohabitation with humans? (Domesticated animals frequently are conditioned from birth or by selective breeding to be unbothered by human actions that upset their feral nearest relatives.)
In this situation, YES the eagle can self-defend, YES the eagle has incentive to cooperate with and trust the human handler, and NO the eagle is not a domesticated species, meaning we can expect a high level of reactivity to distress, compared to domestic animals: if the eagle was distressed, it would be pretty visible and apparent to the viewer. These aren’t a universally applicable metric, but they’re a good start for mammal and bird interactions.
Pair that with the knowledge that eagles reserve those chirps for calm environments, and you can be pretty secure and comfy in the knowledge that the big honkin’ birb is happy and cozy.
Also, to anybody wondering, falconers are almost single-handedly responsible for the recovery from near-extinction of several raptor species, including and especially peregrine falcons. Most hawks only live with the falconer for a year, and most of that year is spent getting the bird in ideal condition for survival and success as a wild breeding adult. Falconers are extensively trained and dedicated wildlife conservationists, pretty much by definition, especially in the continental USA, and they make up an unspeakably important part of the overall conservation of predatory bird species. Predatory birds are an important part of every ecosystem they inhabit. Just like apiarists and their bees, the relationship between falconer and hawk is one of great benefit to the animal and the ecosystem, in exchange for a huge amount of time, effort, expense, and education on the part of the human, for very little personal benefit to that one human. It’s definitely not exploitation of the bird, and most hawks working with falconers are hawks who absolutely would not have reached adulthood without human help: the sick, the injured, and the “runts” of the nest who don’t receive adequate resources from their own parents. These are, by and large, wonderful people who are in love with the natural world and putting a lifetime of knowledge and sheer exhausting work into conserving it and its winged wonders.
reblogged for excellent info, I’m so glad that big gorgeous birb really is as happy as it looks!
Today’s bit of positive activism: A reminder that, although the world may contain many bad and awful things, it also contains an enormous winged predator clucking happily as a human gives it a belly rub.
Plus, Utah’s pickle-based dessert, and other news to start your day
Memo To The Media: Chick-fil-A Condemns, Discriminates, And Campaigns Against LGBT People
https://thinkprogress.org/memo-to-the-media-chick-fil-a-condemns-discriminates-and-campaigns-against-lgbt-people-3e2dbb7b8056/
Fuck them for sure.
any time ive brought this up to anyone they’re like “i don’t support their ideals but their food is still so good” like they can’t learn how to make a fucking chicken sandwich
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12nw7jpU2a8SeisKLEfQPSPMeFFaElVjXPbVQsVLsQnk
Ingredients: 1lb thinly sliced chicken breast 1 cup dill pickle juice 1 ½ cups buttermilk, divided 1 egg ½ cup all purpose flour 1 ½ tabl
this is good info to have the only thing i’m gonna say is that the doc has the chic fil a sauce wrong: u mix 1 part honey mustard and 1 part barbecue and add (to taste) a smidge of garlic/onion powder
As a gay person, I recognize that this company is a Christian company. They’re not transparent that it is religious (not being open on sundays?) so yeah. They’re going to be homophobic, they’re going to support the “chosen by god” president, and they’re going to support other Christian foundations, including conversion camps. It’s a Christian company. If you eat chicken you’re still murdering an innocent animal no matter what restaurant you’re at.
the animal is already dead and was killed by someone else and someone else is gonna eat it anyway, buttwipe
why the fuck you would belittle an anti gay campaign in favor of a chicken’s life if you’re gay is beyond me
“oh ho hum they’re christian so that’s just what they do BUT THINK OF THE CHICKENS”
chriiist almighty
A little spring comic for all you cacti growers out there. May your plants and Pokémon be healthy in the coming seasons!
Please all be safe, use gloves, or some kind of protection while handing something so pointy. Some of the spines are barbed and don’t come out as easily as you’d like them to.
EDIT: I’ve gotten questions as to why sleep powder works on cacnea, it’s because it has very few spores in its system. It’s got no ability to learn or use sleep, poison or other powder based attacks and thus has no natrual remedy in its system for such things. Pokemon who know or can learn the attack are unaffected normally, but those who can’t learn it are just as susceptible as any normal Pokémon species would be. Least this is my head cannon haha
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Red Eyes Guy indicates level of appeal to personal taste
Red Eyes Guy, ahahahaha
Just got back from Endgame and HOLY FUCK
Only two and a half hours apart.
As an artist, I really want to stress that PornHub was absolutely on it when Tumblr banned The Tiddy, being more than eager to let artists know that they can, in fact, have image galleries on PornHub.
I’ve… thought about that.
Oh wouldn’t this just be a hoot?
The ULTIMATE irony.
a really important thread
not to be That Guy but nobody cried this much when brazils national museum burned down in september, just goes to show how much people favor white history!!!
to be fair, i didn’t hear squat about this. i would have been just as unhappy about that event as this
and theres a reason you didnt hear squat about it!
because people favor white history!
notre dame got immediate coverage and attention, even though notre dame will be okay. even though the art has been saved and spared, even though it has happened before and will happen again
when the national museum of brazil burned in september, there was hardly any coverage. even though the majority of what had taken hundreds of years to collect had burned. even though the national museum of brazil was home to art from pompeii and egypt as well.
am i saying that what has been burned and demolished at notre dame isnt devastating? no. absolutely not.
but its real fucking telling what people care about when MULTIPLE people now have responded saying they hadnt even HEARD of brazils national museum burning lol
Y'all… The Museu Nacional (National Museum) held the largest collection in LATIN AMERICA.
The fire destroyed over 20 million relics. You read that right. 20 MILLION. Dinosaur fossils, mummies, and indigenous artefacts. More than 90% of the items the museum held were destroyed.
Notre Dame can still be repaired. It was already renovated 2 centuries ago. Notre Dame can be rebuilt. The historical items the Museu Nacional held CANNOT be replaced. The museum was absolutely DESTROYED.
The Declaration of Independence of my country was signed at this very museum. Throughout the fire, museum employees ran inside to rescue as many items as they could.
A lot of Latin America’s history fully VANISHED in this fire. This was a huge hit for us. Y'all care so much about white history and are freaking out over Notre Dame, when an event that destroyed much more history got no attention whatsoever from the international community.
I rest my case.
I’m furious. Furious over the fact that I didn’t even hear about it. In fact I haven’t even heard of this museum in school or around the internet. It sounds so precious and even though the notre dame was very devastating and sad, MILLIONS of pieces of history was destroyed in this museum but not a peep about it on the news?!?!? That’s really just wack. Kids can you say colonizers.
You know what’s also horrible? This fire destroyed whole LANGUAGES. There were records of extinct indigenous languages inside this museum, and they were destroyed. This fire caused God knows how many languages to be completely lost to time.
Unfortunately, the native peoples who spoke these languages were mostly killed, meaning that when records of their languages were destroyed, their entire CULTURES were gone. Imagine that.
Not to mention the dinosaur fossils that were destroyed. The native American mummies.
The fact that so little people outside of Brazil ever heard of this fire blows my mind. I disagree with the way OP presented this because it’s not entirely white people’s fault- it’s about the media coverage.
I never heard of this either, and it’s absolutely fucking tragic
:/
By Jan and Odee
~ Slow and steady wins the race ~
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Over the course of a long campaign that sent young characters into middle age, a studious spellblade has been filling an empty Spell book with runes with remaining spells she has right before rest periods and whenever she has off days. She originally kept the book to kill someone who destroyed another party member, who turned out to be the big bad in the overarching story through several adventures across all portions of the material realm, including a few extraplanar visits as well. When asked about it she replies.
Veronica(Spell blade:)“It’s my magic book. Whatever you do, do not read it, or else face the wrath of an angry writer.”
Bronze-gutter (Dwarf Defende and Friend who has been with us since the beginning, and knows that I don’t use a spellbook for spells due to being a spontaneous caster): -He takes me to the side one day, and asks-: is this about The Lich? (Ironically we never did learn his actual name).
Veronica: Partially. Its more about revenge really.
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Time passed and most of our party changed out mostly except for Veronica and Bronze who managed to stay alive through the several hell gauntlets worth of campaigns that the DM could throw at us, we’ve gone through three to four sets of other party members by the time we reached this point, an army has been amassed by the big bad, and at this point the DM has completely forgotten about the books significance. Only making note due to my diligence to it, and assumes its a spellbook. So he sends one of The Lich’s henchmen to steal it. Successfully so.
Veronica: I check my spellbook(she had purchased an actual one to do the page filling on just in case of such an occasion), is it there?
Dm: It seems over the night one of the lich’s henchmen, knowing that you were preparing to assault his castle has stolen it. Sorry you should have put some security on it or something, I’ve warned you in the past about that.
Veronica that is okay, does he read it? After all its emanating very powerful magic, which he may benefit greatly from.
Dm: Hmm? Sure he’ll read it.
Veronica: Hes reading this in the army the lich raised right?
Dm: Yes why? Is there something thats going to- oh… -finally remembers what Veronica said all the way back then- The revenge plot..
Veronica: -smirks, and pulls out a sheet, a worn sheet thats covered in numbers, as well as her dice calculator on her laptop.- I’ve spent years working on this book. Every day filling it with explosive runes with remaining spell slots. Thanks to all that effort, is time to see how much damage this finally does. There are 1200 fine typed explosive runes on each page, theres 100 pages total, and each of those deal 5d6 of force damage.“
Dm: Ohhhhh god.
Bronze-Gutter(having caught on a while ago): -chuckling at this point-
“That averages out to around 600,000d6 of force damage.”
Dm: Well… good job… -clearly defeated at this point- you blew up a third of the lich’s army in one shot, and due to causing magical armagedon with that book, I’m going to say you’ve effectively recreated the mourninglands with explosive runes only. There is now a hole to the plane of force in the material realm, which is blasting apart the general area for the next few years, due to that being similar to a gate spell, now psionics, who drew their powers from that plane are going to start trickling in alongside a number of outsiders… Living spells that consist of explosive runes will form across this devastated zone, making the place a death trap for future generations to come. You will go down in history as the writer of the apocalypse.“
Bronze: -can hardly breathe from how hard he is laughing- Oh goddesses, Veronica what in the blazes did you do?!
Veronica: -Almost completely straight faced, with the slightest hint of a smirk.- I told you guys not to read my book, it had a rather explosive plot line.
The rest of the party but Bronze slowly backs away from Veronica, the later of which claps her on the back, “Can’t imagine the poor saps face. He probably knows that was meant for him, oh my…-he breaks down laughing a bit- If there was ever any doubt about it before, I think you’ve won my heart this time Veronica completely.
Veronica: No one fucks with my friends and get away with it, thats just how things are Bronzie, you know that.
Wizard in our party: how much did that take for you to make that thing?!
Veronica: 100 gold for the book, and years of dedication to filling a book with explosive runes.
Wizard: I can wish 20,000gp worth of items with a 10,000gp diamond, I’ll wish for 200 more books of explosive runes!
DM: BY THE NAME THAT IS ME, NO! VETO! DENIED! NO WAY IN HELL IS THERE GOING TO BE MORE OF THOSE BOOKS.
We never did get to completely remake the events leading up to the fallout series from there after that point. That and the Dm never let me use rune spells again. Funny thing is, if he had a Spell resistance of 28 or so, the guy would have been immune to the explosion.
That…was…epic! (*Clapping*)
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“you have nothing to lose but your chains” is raw as fuck and to finish it with a “:3c” is a fucking power move
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Just checking in, hope things are going well
How’s Tumblr doing from your end?
I know you must be overworked, you didn’t even have time to make an April Fools joke this year.
You’ve been blogging a lot about Net Neutrality, that’s good, it’s nice to see that you think censorship is bad and shouldn’t happen.
It really sucks when big corporations wanna take away freedom from its customers so they can make more money, huh?
I’m glad you guys are on the right side of that.
I want a story about a king whose son is prophesied to kill him so the king is like “whatever what am I supposed to do, kill my own kid wtf is wrong with you” so he just raises him as normal, doesn’t even tell him about the prophecy, and instead of some convoluted twist of events that leads to the king’s murder the son grows up and when the king is very old and dying and in excruciating pain the kid is just like alright I'mma put him out of his misery.
The king’s son becomes the new king, and is prophesied to defeat evil and bring an age of prosperity. His generals and knights all crack their knuckles but he pretty much ignores them and focuses on strengthening the infrastructure of his kingdom. Forty years later he is old and sick but still hearing his subjects’ grievances, and a general’s like “how will you defeat the prophesied evil now? You’re old and weak.” Another visitor, a teenager fresh out of the kingdom’s public education system, looks at the general like he is an ignoramus. The king eradicated poverty, housed the homeless, taught the ignorant, ended class exploitation by abolishing the nobility and imprisoning the corrupt, and established a highly respected guild of doctors that recently figured out how to cure the plague. There are no brigands because there is enough wealth for everyone to live comfortably; hiding in the woods and taking trinkets from people simply doesn’t make any sense for anyone but the desperate, and the people are not desperate. Evil is a weed, explains the teenager. It grows in cracked roads and crumbling houses and forgotten corners, rooted in indifference and watered by suffering. But the king demands that broken things be mended and suffering people be made well.
No evil lives in this kingdom, says the teenager. It starved to death before I was born.
Every once in a while, when I’m feeling down, I go and look at the notes on this post and they make me feel a lot better. This is the energy I want to carry into 2018.
For those who need to carry it into 2019.