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[parkwoojin]

q: how do you imagine your debut?

[amatann]

D-4

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Resident Evil 4 is now available on consoles and PC; Mercenaries mode arrives in April

Credits: Capcom Resident Evil 4 Remake is available for PlayStation 4, PlayStation 5, Xbox Series X|S and PC via Steam after a long wait of the fans. The game arrives with a new exclusive launch trailer, announcing that the mode The mercenaries He is on his way to the title, with a date set for April 7. The Mercenaries mode puts the player in temporary challenges to kill as many enemies as…

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[caroleyre]

A silver parachute drifts slowly to the ground. A medium box is attached with a note from Drake Thornley. Inside is a large meal and pack of trail mix. The note reads: “If you sense danger, run.”

It was difficult to believe that she was alone again. She hated it. She hated the silence, the uncertainty, the possibility that, with every step you take, someone might stab you in the back mortally. She didn’t know whether something happened to Juno or she just plainly left her behind and she didn’t want to think about any of those options, preferring to go back to the time she didn’t even know her.

Now that Juliet found herself alone with her thoughts again, she knew she had no chance of sleeping. She couldn’t even close her eyes without someone by her side. Instead, she kept walking in an energetic manner, as if trouble couldn’t keep up if she moved enough. Not knowing where her steps would take her, or whether she was getting closer to where the dangerous tributes were expecting weak, unprepared tributes like her, she had no certainty, nothing to guide her. Most definitely, this was a terrible time to cry, but tears finally flooded her.

For the first time since she got thrown into the arena, she had time to cry. And the tears slid over her cheeks warmly. She cried of loneliness, of hunger, of fear of being killed and never making it back home. She let go of all the tears she’s been withdrawing ever since her entry into the Capitol. It was embarrassing, but there was nothing she could do. She kept walking and crying, trying to make no noise and struggling immensely swallowing the sobs. This was no time for being found and murdered. She just wanted to be alone and cry it out now.

But that was before a beep in the dark caught her attention. Looking up, she noticed one of those beautiful silver parachutes. Juliet’s eyes lit up, even filled with tears. She stopped into place and held her arms up to reach for the box. In no time, it was in her arms, and Juliet couldn’t wait to open it. 

Still, she was courteous enough to read the note first. She nodded firmly, taking her mentor’s advice more and more seriously, as if it were an order by now. Then, the note was pocketed and all her attention was on the box. With a gesture that reeked of desperation, she opened the lid. With liquid eyes again, this time touched by the gift, Juliet looked left and right before dragging the box somewhere safer.

There was nowhere to hide. Juliet made peace with that thought, which would have normally made her run immediately. Hunger was stronger than the fear of dying, apparently. She took a seat on the cold ground and began with the trail mix, holding the box into a hug to get warmer. The meal looked better and smelled delicious, but it was in her nature to begin with the less tasty food and tame her hunger that way. 

As she was chewing, the Capitol anthem and holograms filled the sky. Although it was the fourth day of the arena, it was the first time Juliet saw the sky clearly enough to actually see the faces. The girl from the Capitol.

And Star Wheatgrass. 

Juliet suddenly could not swallow anymore. Looking up at the sky with her cheeks pale from the shock, she understood for the first time what death in the Hunger Games meant. But, in some selfish way, she no longer felt so alone, now that she guessed Star would keep her promise and be a ghost in her proximity. Shy and unsure if she should do it at all, she waved in a random direction. “I hope you’re in a better place now, friend,” she whispered softly, almost inaudibly and stood there, just thinking, for an hour. 

[caroleyre]

self para // snowdrops

Juno wasn’t anywhere Juliet’s eyes could reach. She did take a few wrong turns, anticipating meeting one of those terrible creatures, but, all in all, she looked up at what was left of the sun after all the trees cut from it, and she knew where she should be instinctively. She had a natural way of walking North when she needed to walk North, although, the way she had experienced it, North only meant trouble. It meant killings. It meant the Cornucopia. No cannons broke through the eerie forest silence, so her ally had to be at least alive. Still, the amount of time that had gone since their last meeting had surpassed any other moment.

She took a deep breath as the decision to head in what she childishly deemed to be the forbidden direction -- there was comfort in the woods, and she knew about the bare fields that covered the area around the Cornucopia. Still, she owed Juno at least that, after the girl had saved her life, quite literally. Without her, her own cannon would’ve been long shot. 

As she was walking, avoiding the best she could any other form of life after her prior experience with that creature, out of no where and in an instant, something changed. It was background noise, but Juliet could sense it right away. The trees moving their branches by soft wind were now a faded song to a muffled noise that kept getting closer. All of a sudden, everything was white at her feet and the wave of snow knocked her from her feet. Yet, it was nothing compared to what happened up North, not that Juliet had any idea of it. She stood up, careful and more panicked than ever, at a second away from bursting out in tears.

She thought nothing of the snow, of the coldness. It was already something she was used to. If anything, it only reminded her of back home. Hunger served as a good reminder of how Januaries never passed without a neighborhood death. She thought back about her district, and her eyes swam in tears again, but she kept going, knowing that whatever this snow meant, it would be better to face it with company. 

After all, Juliet could forget that she was in the Hunger Games for entire minutes if she had someone to talk to. It brought some sort of comfort she didn’t want to lose. In fact, she didn’t want to lose Juno at all, even though she barely knew her.

[camrenenespa-ol]

'99 Days Without you'

>> Día 4:

Encontré tu carta este día. Tu letra tan familiar me llevó a las lágrimas. No podía compartirla con nadie más.

Sinu me visitó ese día. Creo que fue un miércoles, pero realmente no estoy segura. Normalmente estaríamos ensayando, pero la noticia ya había sido divulgada y se esparció por todo Twitter. Me negué a leer noticias o a ver la televisión. Las únicas noticias eran predicciones acerca del por qué lo habías hecho, pero yo sabía el por qué, así que no quería escuchar otras teorías. Nuestros fans sienten nostalgia. Varios se acercaron a mí cuando iba por la calle, gritando, llorando, sus ojos dolorosos y abrazándome, sintiendo mi perdida. Ellos dicen que eras increíble, y una persona maravillosa, que no merecías irte tan joven. Estoy de acuerdo con ellos. Porqué lo permitiste? Bien, yo sé por qué. Pero simplemente no puedo envolver mi cabeza en torno a eso. Terminé mostrándole la carta a tu mamá. Sé que quisiste escribirla solamente para mí, y mis ojos, pero sentí que ella tenía derecho a saberlo. Ella lloró, Camz. Lloró mucho. Me siento como si fuera la única culpable por todo esto y el peso sobre mis hombros continua creciendo.

[mellorstrummer]

Q: It's been 4 ½ years since C I V I L W A R. Are you working on a new album?

Erik Funk: We are. We definitely are. Not in that super-active way where we're setting dates and making decisions, but we're accumulating stuff and writing. Our hope is to maybe get something new, I don't know how much, to bring to Fest. If we don't pull that off then next year we'll put out something bigger. I don't know if we're going to do a full-length next or if we're maybe going to do something smaller. I'm not sure.