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I decided to try and redesign my newer AU. I have never been satisfied with Bendy's design. I want him to have a haunting look, but I can't do it. Boris is slowly looking more and more like Brute Boris.
Now!
I know I haven't been posting. I have been updating a comic and writing plot for another. I just haven't worked on these AUs. I also have lost the ability to draw some characters. Like Bendy, Boris, and Chalice. I also hate the designs for A Step Closer. I will also be updating them. I also have school. I am busy maybe most of the day. I am only free at night, so my sleep schedule is horrid. But I am mainly focusing on an ongoing comic, Bendy and Boris: Ticket To Hell. It's on a pause because I forgot how to draw Chalice.
Thank you for tuning in!!
Wedding of two giants. (And some lore regarding this character’s and giant culture).
In most giant communities marriage isn’t a stablished institution and the conditions and dynamic between the two parts depend a lot on the agreement between their respective clan’s mothers.
In this case Uluu (right), a young giant male is going to be spend the next five years with Bor’s (left) clan. Bor is an older female giant from a related clan that Uluu has met and developed a crush on during this year’s Salt festival. Bor is a woman, but not a mother (explained here) and if she doesn’t concieve during the next five years, they will renew or revoke their vows. This is a very common agreement for a marriage between a young male and female.
The Salt festival takes place at the end of the wet season and nomadic giant clans (and some human) gather next to a very salty inner sea to gather salt (important for food preservation), trade, form alliances with other clans and plan how they will manage their herds and use the pastures further north during the dry season. Athletic games, such as races or wrestlin, cattle competitions and general socializing take place during this festival.
Giants often spend several days at a time standing up and can even sleep like that (though many prefer to rest on a cane or against a partner). Their height makes it so that getting up from the sitting position takes a bit and can cause dizziness or even to pass out if done too quickly. This makes it so that sitting or laying on the ground is a very vulnerable position for giants and simbolizees great trust. The festival is also the time for resolving any fights or disagreements that have occured during the rest of the year between clans or individuals. In these “trials”, which are more like discussions moderated by third parties, the two parties usually meet sitting down, as a show of good disposition to resolve the disagreement in a peaceful way. The party that proposes the discussion has to sacrifice a head of cattle (usually a cow) and provide a whole hide that they use to sit on during the discussion (this makes it so that not everyone can afford these formal discussions and that even richer clans will think twice before accusing someone). After an agreement is reached, the “winner” gets to keep the hide, signed by both parties, as a guarantee. This method is not exclusive of trials, and is used in any kind of formal agreement. In this case, it was Uluu’s clan that provided the hide but will also keep it in case he is not treated properly by Bor’s clan.
As a little note, Bor has a band of seashells around her thighs and Uluu has earings made out of waterfowl feathers. Animals that live in bodies of water are associated with fertility and wealth.
Traditional costumes of Romanian (left) and Vlach (right) girls of Majdanpek, Serbia. Ana Bulman and Sofija Vojvodan, 1918. Museum of Majdanpek
Távoli tanninok zengenek
Az iménti belga sörös rüttyentésben előjött a borfasizmus is. Tudok róla mesélni. Mehet?
Kisebbik lányom, H* benne volt erősen. Jó éttermekben dolgozott, még itt, magyaro.-ban is, el is küldték sommelier tanfolyamra. Nagyon érdeklődő volt, de egy idő után: Apu, bazmeg, ezt a tömény bullshit faszságot! Nem vagyok képes röhögés nélkül előadni a legsznobabb fasznak sem, ilyenek, hogy:
"ebben a hegyi bogyólében felfedezhetjük a kapások verítékének savas lepárolgását, itten távoli titkos tanninok zengenek. Illatában friss citrusos gyümölcsök találkoznak csodálkozva a tavasz lédús fehér virágaival, a savak lecsengése hasonlatos a Mont-Saint-Pierre déli lejtőjének forrón poros illatához, midőn a provence-i nap bukóra fordul, és kabócák vidám éneke tölti be a terroire levegőjét."
Hijj bazmeg. Apu, te nem röhögted volna el? Aztán sorsa másfelé vetette, óceánjárókon lett felszolgáló. Jó lóvé. Costa group. Ott is kiemelték kicsit, a hajókon számos kelet-közép-európai melózott, rajtuk kívül mianmari, filippino, bangla, viet, meg ilyenek, nem a bolygó értelmiségi krémje, zömmel dishwasher, meg backstage worker. Elment egy szezonra provence-ba. Szüretelni. Megtanult mindent, amit lehetett. Életreszóló nagy élmény volt, mondja. De ott egy szót sem hallott ezekből a verbális gazemberségekből. Well, a Costa hajókon sok amerikai, gazdag, eccerű. A szolgálat meg mintegy 4-6 hónap, aztán lehet repülni haza pár hétre. Mindenki ezért él egy idő után, a hajó, nem hinnéd, de kurva unalmas. Annak, aki nem csak 2 hetet van. Megálltak San Franciscoban, felvettek ellátmányt, zöldség-gyümölcs konténerszám, húsok, egész marhák és birkák, tejek-vajak, ilyenkor sok tonna cucc jön be, ami a következő hetekre kell. Friscoban bor nyilván a Napa Valley-ből, hektószám. A dolgozók mindent kihasználtak, hogy kicsit enyhítsék a dögunalmat, a hétköznapok szürkeségét, ez fura, mi, egy hajón, ami világkörüli úton van? H* fogadott az ukrán szakácshaverjával, hogy eladja az american familynek az otthoni californiait úgy, hogy élvezni fogják. Kicsit mindig be voltak baszva, ittak, szíttak, mittudomén, kurva hosszú a hat hónap. Valahol Peru partjai mentén (Ushuaia-ba mentek) kivitte a vacsora után a bort. -Sir, it's not an ordinary wine! Just for You! -It's a real MAMIL-wine! A redneck nem, de a 17 éves lánya vágta, mi a mamil. -Mom, thats a ridiculous bike men. Ja, middle-aged-men-in-lycra. Középkorú férfiak testhez tapadó műszálas bringaruciban, mamil. Szépíteni kellett, H* mondta, hogy ez igazánból nem is mamil, hanem Los Mamilos, mivel egy perui éjszakai ragadozó macskafajról van szó, akik lejárnak a Machu Picchuról a szőlőültetvényekre, és azt lehugyozzák értékes nedveikkel! Az ember hallott már harangozni a kopi lua dologról, és nagyon tetszett neki! Az ukrán szakácssrác sajnos befosott a röhögéstől. A kapitány, mikor este, már a koktéljukat szopogatták a vendégek, megígérte az amiknak, hogy ezentúl H* fogja kizárólagosan kiszolgálni őket. Én meg büszke vagyok a lányomra.
🍷🌰 November 11-én ünneplik Portugáliában a Dia de São Martinho-t, amikor végre meg lehet kóstolni a vinho novo-t (újbort).
Ahogy a portugálok mondják: “No dia de São Martinho, vai à adega e prova o vinho.” („Szent Márton napján menj a pincébe, és kóstold meg a bort.”) Ez az időszak a castanhas assadas (sült gesztenye) ideje, amikor barátok és családok összegyűlnek, tüzet gyújtanak, gesztenyét sütnek és bort isznak. Saúde e boas castanhas! (Egészségedre és jó gesztenyézést!)🍷🌰
Why the hell were Bór's people not counted among the Edain? They were a human tribe that migrated west and affiliated themselves with an Elven settlement. That's literally what all three tribes of the Edain did. I can maybe understand not counting Ulfang's people among the Edain, since they only pretended to swear allegiance to Caranthir and actually followed Morgoth, but Bór's people were literally fine? What gives?
Like, the Doyalist reason is racism, but what's the Watsonian? What's the in-universe reason for it? Did they get wiped out in the Nirnaeth Arnoediad so no one bothered mentioning them? Did Pengolodh write them out because of their Fëanorian association and his hindsight bias of what the Fëanorions became made him think that they shouldn't count? Secret third answer? Tolkiengateway seems to suggest that it's because they migrated west after the tribes of the Edain did, which seems like a flimsy as hell excuse. Literally why do they not count