#timelinea

[timelord-emmet]

Doing Stuff::

W.Ingo : Lucas where’s Emmet?

Lucas : Doing stuff

W.Ingo : Ok where’s Agent Looker ?

Lucas : Trying to stop Emmet from doing stuff

W.Ingo: -getting suspicious- Where’s Akari?

Lucas: Trying to stop Looker from stopping Emmet from doing stuff .

W.Ingo:- Worridly suspicious - Where’s Sprit?

Lucas: Trying to stop Akari from stopping Looker from stopping Emmet doing stuff .

W.Ingo: Lady Sneasler ?

Lucas: Trying to stop Sprit from stopping Akari from Stopping Looker from stopping Emmet doing stuff.

W.Ingo: ............What are they even doing !?

Lucas: Stuff

W.Ingo: WHAT STUFF!?

> SUDDEN EXPLOSION AND SCREAMING IN DISTANCE WITH MANIACAL LAUGHTER<

Lucas:........ Just stuff.....

[timelord-emmet]

The Differences of Sneaslers

TimeLine A and B are known to mirror each other but also have differences like how some pokémon have some certain patterns.

TimeLine A:

Lady Sneasler’s fur is naturally scruffy, has a extra diamond on her chest and spike pattern.

TimeLine B:

Lady Sneasler has a more floofy and curved fur to help stay warm in the cold Highlands with some softer patterns .

[ongrannystrail]

A Few Interesting Timeline and Map sites

A Few Interesting Timeline and Map sites

I’m posting links to a few animated maps and timelines, and mapping sites with a twist, like the U.S. History Primary Source Timeline, America’s Best History Timeline, World History Timeline, New York Times Immigration Explorer,  History Pin, and Timeline of Events in the West, There are lots of these kinds of timelines out there (just do a search in any browser), so find one you like and put it…

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[blueredcataclysm]

" Kirill?!" Came a confused but loud voice. The huge man was staring straight at the blue haired man. Surely that wasn't Kirill. It couldn't be. Years had passed since they had been separated. Now he had to be hallucinating. All this time of searching must have damaged him further. But there was still a sliver of hope that he had actually found his love.

Kirill hadn't changed in stature, but his stance was much more ragged. The man that stood before Izek was weak and broken just as he had been so many years ago. "Iz....ek?" His voice was weaker. clearly his health was deteriorating, more so than izek could remember.

He remembered it well. An argument. Izek walked away. Kirill went to seek him out when slavers caught him. He had amused--always had assumed that Izek had forgotten about him like so many others had. However when he heard word from another slave that a blonde man was searching for him, his hopes rose to the sky. He risked everything to sneak out tonight.

And here he was behind the chain link fence in the cold starring through at him. "Away..go." Returning to the cold environment had worsened his lung condition. he could barely muster the strength to speak.

Beneath his coat a slave collar was in sight. who ever placed it there lived beyond, in the compound. "Not safe." He lowered his head afraid to look him in the eyes even if his were hidden behind the lenses.