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[mustafaokutan]

Selam♡ Oğuz Atay ikinci eşi Pakize ile henüz flört aşamasındayken bir gün bir arkadaşına rastlar.Oğuz Atay'ın kolunun altında Dostoyevski'nin İnsancıklar adlı romanı vardır. Arkadaşı ne yapacaksın o kitabı okumamış mıydın? diye sorunca, Atay'ın cevabı, ben okudum da bu kitabı Pakize'ye götürüyorum o bunu okuduktan sonra ona evlenme teklifi edeceğim der... . . . Sebebini düşünüyorum varlıkta yoklukta, hastalıkta sağlıkta herşey insanlar için fazlasında gözün gönlün olmasın diye mi düşünmesini istemiş... (Farkli bir fikri veya bilgisi olanlari yoruma bekliyorum✌) . Herseyin ötesinde dönemin ezilenlerinin resmedildiği bu romanda Dostoyevski'nin geleceğin dahisi olduğu ilk cümleden anlasiliyor... Kitabimi bu işin üstadı Iletisim Yayinlarindan okudum.Önsöz (Joseph Frank) ve sonsöz (W.J.Leatherbarrow) ait.Bunları okuduktan sonra daha iyi kavriyorum aslinda kitaplarin özlerini... Dostoyevski kitapları okumalarim kapsamında ilk yazdığı kitabı okudum siradaki kitabım #oteki . Vee bu arada @bizimbuyukchallengeimiz kapsamında Madde;1☆Bir Yazarın Ilk Kitabı°°Dostoyevski İnsancıklar 35/3✌ Şubat'18-6.✌ Gonulden tevsiyedir Sevgiyle...💕 Kitap yorumu denilince akla gelen adres #kitapokufotografcek  💞 @t.c.pakizece teşekkürler 💯 Galerisini takip etmelisiniz. 🤖 Şubat ayında beğenilere göre ilk 3 fotoğraf yorum sahibine sürpriz kitap hediye Ve 1. olan fotoğraf yorumunu beğenenlerden 1 kişiye sürpriz kitap hediye. Şubat ayında fotoğraflarınıza bizi etiketlerseniz vakit buldukça yayınlarız. Gizli hesap iseniz mesaj atın. Fotoğraflarınızı🐏instagramda🐏 facebookda🐏gebzevecevresifotograflari 🐏tumblrda🐏twitterda🐏 (ayın ilk 10'u ve okuduklarım beğendiklerim vb.) aynı anda kişisel facebook hesap okutanmustafa yayınlıyoruz 🗓📆 Her ay ilk 10 hikayede paylaşılır. #fotografcekkitapoku #dostoyevski #insanciklar #ezilmişveaşağılanmışlar #stepancikovokoyuvesakinleri #beyazgeceler #erginaltay @iletisimyayin

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[ultimateswimcoach-blog]

Driving a Hard Bargain [Open]

Needless to say, Kyo was one of the students that was gasping and yelling in complete shock.

“W-Wait what? Are you being freakin’ serious here?”

He asked his solemn questions as if Monokuma was going to answer him with absolute glee. Not that he did. Just as soon as he was done explaining this new situation of mutual killing to the class, the bear hopped off and left them, confused and angry.

Kyo really didn’t want to live here the rest of his life. He didn’t want to waste another moment that would compromise his dreams, or at least, whats left of them. Even so, they were clearly trapped here until one of them killed a classmate and that seriously wasn’t how Kyo wanted to escape. He frowned, biting his lip and constantly ran his hand through his hair with an anxious look on his face. He turned on his heel and made his way, slowly and limping, towards his designated room.

Someone here could already be planning to kill him right?

The most favorable outcome would be for him to trust that no-one here would actually listen to the bear’s demands but for some reason this hope didn’t settle well in his brain. Kyo didn’t trust anyone here. They could stab him in the back at a moments notice. He had to be prepared. He had to be on guard. As he walked cautiously and painfully towards his room, he began to worry. His injury slowed him down and just like in the animal kingdom; the predator will always stalk and attack the old, the sick or the weak.

His face drained of colour as he slid into his room. It looked pretty standard, nothing too edgy or special. It just created this eerie normality to such an abnormal situation. Was it Hopes Peak Academy that was allowing this brutality? 

Surely not.

He had found his Electro-ID just as Monokuma had instructed. He switched it on and with a cheery intro tune, he was faced with his own identification.

Name: Ōteki Kyo CV: Super High School Level Swim Coach Age: 18

As he flicked through each page of the ID, he noted the rules for their stay as well as a profile on each of the students here. He began to put names to faces but his recognition of them from the outside world was fading.

Clearly, their situation had been premeditated. He crashed down on his bed and covered his eyes with his hands for a moment, trying to grasp on the reality of the situation. He couldn’t just sit here and wait for someone to murder him. That’s not how he was raised. With a heaving sigh, Kyo rose from his bed and explored the room a little. 

In plain sight was something he could rely on to support him... Literally.

Kyo quickly grabbed onto his walking stick, an item that he had brought with him on the trip but thought he had lost when he arrived here. It was only a small beacon of joy but at least he would be able to walk with less pain. He sighed again and clicked his way out of his room and locked his door. He spun on his heel to leave when....

“W-W-W! Please don’t kill me!”

He was cowering against his door as a figure stepped in front of him

[ultimateswimcoach-blog]

Dawn of the First Day [OPEN]

The floor was awfully cold.

He didn’t like the cold.

Kyo Ōteki quietly lifted himself to his feet with great difficulty, occasionally omitting a disgruntled moan of pain with each creaky move. This wasn’t where he was supposed to be. This wasn’t supposed to happen. His heavy eyes adjusted to the room he was in, his large hands wiping the nervous cold sweat from his brow before running through his slick black hair. This was a mess.

Is this where the field trip was? Hopes Peak Academy seemed miles away and the fact that he woke unconscious on a marble floor in what appeared to be a grand foyer was slightly, no seriously unnerving.

Where was his stick? Where was his things?

He slowly hobbled over to some of the chest of drawers and opened them slowly, rummaging through their contents. It was then he glanced over his shoulder to see a figure. He noticed that other students were awakening. How did he not even notice?

“Yo, do you know where we are…?”

[ehilal]

Sıradaki?

Memleketimden ciktiktan hemen sonra catisma seslerine alisik insanlarla, bizden uzak, orasi dedigimiz yerdeki "otekilerle" tanistim. ( Yuregimizin yandigi bugun neden sorusundan ve ama kelimesinden bir dakikaligina olsun arinin ) Sasirdim, bir hikaye gibi dinledim o insanlarin cocukluk hatiralarini. Ben ailemin en huzurlu ortami saglayarak buyuttugu yerden gelirken onlar catisma seslerine aşina olarak, ölmedikleri yada ailelerinden birini kaybetmedikleri gune sukrederek buyumuslerdi besbelli ve kimilerinin hatiralarinda silinmez korkunc goruntuler vardi. Şimdi oteki biziz, hepimiz. Insanca, onurlu bir yasam isteyen, haklarimizi savunan, ölümlerin durmasini isteyen biz. Eli kanli bir gruh disindakilerin hepsi iste. Gidecegim yere Ankara'nin ortasinda polis barikatlarini delerek gitmelere, sehrin ortasinda patlamalar ve ölenlere, biber gazina, tomaya biz de aşina oluyoruz sanirim artik. Icimizde bir korku olmadan kisacik mesafeleri kat edemiyoruz. Merak ettigim bir sey var simdi otekilestirdiklerimizi sahiden anlayabiliyor muyuz? Benim annemin yuregi de Lice'de Cizre'de Nusaybin'de ki bir anne kadar agzinda artik. Siz, ölümümuzun, korkumuzun mubessilleri mutlu musunuz? Yasayarak ogreniyoruz, empati ile anliyoruz. Anliyor muyuz sahiden? Ben devlet, sinirlari icindeki her insanin can guvenligini korumakla sorumludur derken bunu anlamlandiramayan, alalade bir laf sayan siz de anliyor musunuz? Orada birileri evinde huzursuz uykular içinde koruyamayan devletin golgesinde uyumaya calisiyordu. Simdi baskentin ortasinda devletin can guvenligimi saglayamadigindan emin uykulara ben de dalamiyorum. Yarin sabaha nasil korkunc bir haberle uyaniriz diye aklim yerinden cikiyor. Bir ulke dusunun ki artik dogusu batisi degil her yani korku ve tedirginlik altinda. Devletin katil oldugunu kabul etmek icin daha hangi ihmallere ne kadarimiz kurban gitmek zorunda?