#murder w

[fictionkinfessions]

Who would have thought & predicted that the same robot that killed its entire species because it thought that it was protecting them from an inevitable genocide on Super Smash Brothers Brawl, Subspace Emissary in 2008, now has Mr. Game & Watch as its partner, ‘80s Robot from The Muppets (2011) as its kid, and Boards of Canada’s new album, Inferno, to re-listen for the 12th time in a week in 2026 ? hell yeah.

– R.O.B. (Nintendo Entertainment System Peripheral) #🐮📻

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[trinklied]

Hear the families’ calls for justice, 30 years and 474 black deaths in custody since the Royal Commission - Roxanne Moore - IndigenousX

Today is the 30 year anniversary of the Royal Commission into Aboriginal Deaths in Custody. Yet the last month has been devastating for our communities, with the horrific news that five of our people have died in custody since March. Thousands of people marched the streets this weekend in outrage and calling for change. It is heart-wrenching. These were siblings, aunties, uncles, parents, children, cousins, Elders.

The 474 deaths include four fatal police shootings of our people in 2019, with two murder trials underway for the deaths of Kumanjayi Walker and Joyce Clarke. Over the past 30 years, these violent and mass-scale deaths have occurred under the duty of care of governments and yet there has been little government action or accountability. Not a single police, medical or prisons officer has been held criminally responsible.

A deeply flawed and widely critiqued Deloitte report commissioned by Minister Scullion (which did not include any community consultation, only a desktop review and government information) states that most of the Royal Commission’s recommendations are implemented. But the uncomfortable truth of it is if Black Lives Mattered in this country, governments would have stopped this injustice long ago. Successive government leaders have deliberately chosen not to make it a priority. During this time, some families have lost multiple loved ones, like the family of Cherdeena Wynne and her father Wayne Cooper, who both died in custody 20 years apart. The Guardian’s Deaths Inside project documented that most Indigenous people who died in custody were on remand, that one or more police/prison procedures had not been followed, or they had not received adequate medical care. Racism in the intersections between the health and justice systems is rife and well proven.

[hquinsel]

@rosemarysteel gets a starter bc bb is getting a new supa suit!!

The thing about Harley, the thing some people had a hard time comprehending, was just how messed up her morals actually were. She could bash a guy’s head in for saying something she didn’t like without a second thought, but there was no way she was going back on a promise to a friend. Since the news of the baby, since telling Rosemary, Harley had been going from one thing to the next-- never forgetting about Rosie’s suit, but never giving it her full attention until right now. She’d stayed up all night, sent countless texts to Wade about it.. and well, she finished it. Harley even went ahead to get herself a deliver costume and wear that for the big reveal. 

She sat on the couch, legs crossed under her, the straw in her lips, all as she waited for Rosemary to finally walk out of her room. “Are ya ready yet? I wanna see already!”

[fictionkinfessions]

currently realizing all my fictionkins are emotionally repressed murder guys. i am hank from madness combat. i am v1 from ultrakill. i am the batter from OFF. there may be something wrong with me.

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[uncaged-wrath-blog]

In some lost street of Zaun...

Breath leave your mouth in small clouds as you pants, adrenaline and chemicals rushing in your veins as you hunt your pray. You don’t even know who they are, what their name is - from his smell, you can just say he comes from afar.

And he has blood on his hands.

A man used to attract people naive enough to follow him in some empty and dark alley, to break their neck and take their money.

You need nothing more to hunt him down.

He is surprisingly fast, but know nothing of the maze that is Zaun. Unlike you, who nearly know every stone and stinky hole of this city.

Finally, you have him exactly where you wanted. A lost and creepy alley, exactly like the ones he brought his victims in. You can hear his fast breathing, the panicked pulses of his heartbeats...

He turns to face you, and start babbling - probably trying to convince you to not kill him. Somehow, some word vaguely catch your attention. He’s trying to trade is life against his pathetic stuff.

You’re not one to be bought, nor to show mercy.

The mere thought he attempted to appease you with gift, like a dog distracted by a piece of meat, unrage you finally.

You only notice the fear and realisation in his eyes before losing coherency, giving the reign to the beast in you.

When senses go back to you, he’s only pieces of blood, meat and bones. Already you smell the rats moving not far, waiting for you to leave and have a feist.

And you’re about to, when a black thing attract your attention. Intrigued, you take it, opening it with careful claws.

You’re no stranger to computers, it shouldn’t interest you - but the smell is intriguing, muttering to you about far place, wishpering strange promises.

For a moment you look at it, like an animal finding given food and unsure if they should eat it.

But suddenly, voices and people’s smell reachs you.

Without thinking, you take the item with you, and later on, when boredom hit you, learn to use it despite your dangerous claws.

[princefado]

I just listened to a man complain about giving money to his ex wife and then tell a dead hooker joke

Wow

[wikipediapersonallife]

i hear about a noose being hung up in a museum/school or a black person dying or a racist promposal every day this is tiring