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Philly police oversight group hasn't investigated any complaints since it started - Axios Philadelphia

Philly police oversight group hasn't investigated any complaints since it started

All citizen complaints of police misconduct are still turned over to police internal affairs.

Unsurprising.

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another oc.

[brandonthibodeaux]

FLATS Presents: In Conversation with Aaron R. Turner

Sharing an interview I did with one of my favorite people (and photographers) Aaron R. Turner. The piece was published in the inaugural edition of a magazine produced by the Houston photo organization FLATS.

On top of teaching and managing his own artistic career, Aaron is also the founder of the Center for Photographers of Color (CPoC) at the University of Arkansas, and host of the CPoC podcast. 

We’ve traveled similar paths personally and professionally and, well, I couldn’t have been more excited to spend time corresponding with him. We cover all the big things, life, work, and how, when we’re lucky, we manage to survive both.

Coming in at nearly 5000 words, this piece is one of the most comprehensive interviews about my relationship with photography. The isolation of the pandemic and disorienting effect of 2020 led me down a long path of soul searching. This interview is the culmination of all that wandering - and wondering.

[corruptionau]

Corrupt[ion/ed] AU

Hello all! This blog is going to follow a Creepypasta AU I've been working on for awhile now called Corrupt. It'll explain the ins-and-outs of the universe including laws, corruption, and how the Creepypastas you know interact and may be different from how the fandom usually portrays them. Posting and updating may be slow, but I hope you stick around!

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Dani’s New Boss

It was the middle of the night, a quiet place in a city that everyone knows but no one remembers. It was a good city, a corrupt city, under the influence of many seedy people. But it was how things were run, the populace accepted it, and continued on with their daily lives.

But tonight was different. A singular person caught the attention of something...extra and beyond the world. Zooming in, looking at a small female with a dancers body, dark skin, and crazy as hell.

The city had a red aura that night, from the pollution in the air clouding the moon in such a way. Nasty when you think about it. But it was from something else, something deep in the minds of what people fear.

Dani was munching on something from within a black bag as she roamed the empty streets, looking for someone to play with. She looked high and low for someone of interest to come her way, and let out a disappointed sigh as she sat in the street, falling to lay down in the middle of it with one hand resting on the forehead of her mask. She mimicked the voice of her old ballet teacher, "Oh, Dani, whatever shall we do? The night is ruined!" She let out a hysterical laugh as she stared up at the sky. She mimicked her Daddy's voice next, talking to herself as though he was talking to her. "Dani, you're so funny! Dani, you're so smart!"

The red fog swirled around, looking down at the crazy woman in the middle of the street. Oh, what a care she does not have, care that someone may run her over. How wonderful. New meat. 

‘Well, well, what do we have here?’ Voices whisper around her, giving the air a tinge of electricity.

Dani popped a beetle into her mouth under her mask and mumbled around it, mimicking her Daddy the best she could around the live creature squirming in her mouth. "Who's there? Daddy? Mommy?" She didn't sit up, she was used to hearing voices, she heard them all the time! But these ones sounded different.

‘Neither, sweetling.’ The voices meld, swimming around her as a warm breeze swirls around her, lifting up the loose dirt and grime from the street.

She sat up, looking around. "Who are you? Where are you?" She considered her options, get up and try to run away from the voices, or stay and figure out what was causing them. Was it her medicine? The chemical? Was something finally going wrong with her head, more than usual? Maybe the rot was starting to reach her brain. Thoughts swirled throughout her head so rapidly she almost forgot why she was thinking that hard, and she stood up, brushing out her large poofy dress with one hand. "If you hurt me Daddy will have your head."

‘You think, but he is no one. He is a puppet, my puppet...’The voices whisper, swirling around once again to her. There was a shadowy figure out in the distance, vague human in shape but much taller than any normal human can be.

Dani's brows furrowed, what did the voices mean? "You lie. I don't like liars."  She narrowed her eyes, trying to get her crossed eyes to focus on the figure. She walked closer to it, her bare feet against the pavement. "I won't ask again before I make you stop working. Who are you?"

‘You think you can, but you have no idea who, or what, you are dealing with. Surely you must know that there are things beyond your power, the power of man? Your Daddy is just a human, while I am so much more...’

She stopped walking, conflicted. She wanted to lash out, she didn't like anyone suggesting that Daddy was a human. He was so much more. He was a god. But, the voices were right, she didn't know who or what she was dealing with and that unknown factor prevented her from acting on impulse. "What do you mean you're so much more?"

‘More than human, more than anything. You know there is more than life and death, why not something...extra?’ The voices respond, swirling around her. Mouths opened up in the air where the smoke was as it drifted around the undead woman, taking a reddish hue to it.

Dani didn't flinch as the mouths drifted closer, nor did she draw her weapon. She was curious, and this being was something she had never experienced before. "What do you want? I'll give you what you want in exchange for a saliva sample." That roused chuckles from the mouths, each one sounding different but all malicious in nature. This girl was amusing...

‘No, not now. But I offer you a deal, little young Dani. I offer you something better than living how you do now, even higher. With all the toys you can muster, and even meet new friends who are more...resilient than the usual suspects.’ Her eyes lit up at the mention of toys, and she bounced in place. She was in need of new toys, all her new ones had broken earlier than she had expected them to. 

"New toys? And new best friends?" It almost seemed too good to be true, both of the things she loved most in the world. "If I say yes do you promise you're not lying? I'll get all the toys I want? And new friends that won't break as easy?”

‘Yes...but you can not have my toys. I can set you loose and free, against some of my bitter enemies. He even has a black and white clown that loves to play with others. Everything is game to him.’ The voices chuckle and swirl around her once again, before drifting off into the shadows to swirl on the side of a building.

‘Come, Dani...’

She nodded, showing she understood the terms of the voice before she clapped excitedly, "A clown? I've always wanted to play with a clown! And black and white! How rare!"  She walked towards the building, swinging her arms in a childish manner. "Where are we going? Are we going somewhere fun?"

‘Home, my dear, we are going home...’

She stopped right in front of the building, her toes almost touching the wall. "I accept your deal." She looked back at the street she had been laying in, making sure she had no regrets in going. She took a step forward, into the shadows. She was ready to go home.

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If Slender were to read each of the ocs minds what would he hear?

Slender would hear nothing coming from Dani's mind. Absolute silence except for occasional blips of stifled thought that are extinguished within seconds. In Imani's mind, he'd hear the voices of people from her past telling her what to do to get ahead and to stay ahead.

In Mari's mind, Slender might hear soft humming, similar to a kind of white noise. Sometimes hushed whispers of somewhat innocent, random questions to herself can be heard, which is a common habit she uses to distract herself. Most of the time the whisper is a single voice.

Slender would hear in all honesty, many thoughts at once. thoughts of sexuality confusion as Alex has not fully explored relationships, and many thoughts of jobs, and what needs to be done in general. And once in a while perhaps an out of place thought of having a different appearance aesthetic or dying his hair, and possibly a thought or two about tattoos.

Silent's mind would be filled with reminders of what she has to do and random songs that drift across her mind. If she were to slowly fade back into her Ghost form, her thoughts will start to quiet down until the same thing is being repeated over and over again: "I can't remember"

What he would pick up the Broadcast from the Jason FM thought station.It’s mostly random thoughts of what’s going on through the day. Such as what sounds good to eat, this don’t have blood, but should I do the smell test to see if it’s old, a debate of visiting the ally cats, feeling homesick, random songs and for some god damn reason jingle bells popped up, should he pack up and head to his next safe house, imagining on killing Jeff, what he should do in the next show, bitching that smiling hurts, can you teach crickets how to use their chirps to make music. You know the normal stuff. Now if he knew if slender was listening in uninvited he just starts thinking about cursed shriek is love shriek is life memes to force him out.

What Slender would get from anon would be similar to his own frequency as they are both the same species, well anon is half-human. At times as anon is unstable, static is a common thing, or simply what they were thinking at the time. One thing that is normal is the fact they are in a constant panic about changing form at the wrong time. Anons voice may be heard when in monster form, from their mind as sometimes they can’t talk when in that form. Like saying before, as they are of the same species, communication between their brains can be done easily and can talk to each other like so. It is also how they communicate with their proxies but it’s more of a one-way conversation.

Anon can also read other people’s minds not just Slender. When they are in the middle of changing form, there is conflict in their mind between being in control and being feral. The human side and the other. It hasn’t mixed well and they are still working on it. Often sounds like their Voice, with distortion, screeching and roaring.

He’d hear a lot of meaningless rambling and a bunch of jumbled thoughts about stuff that may have happened the other day, or something Katie’s currently fixated on.

Lulu’s mind would be more chaotic random thoughts, how to run her store, worrying about studying for her PhD. Thinking about when she should do her next ritual, maybe call up Imani for some fun. All of it would be as if static covered it since she has wards around her head from those who try to peer in.

Char’s head would be debating if she wants to eat something or not usually. Or of whatever project she might work on next.

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Nicky and Lara

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BITCH I LIVE