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Is this Shark Tooth real?
2023.06.09 22:37 Julesyamom Is this Shark Tooth real?
 | Last week I was walking along Myrtle Beach searching for seashells to take home and came across this shark tooth. I have no idea if it is real or not (like something that came from a tourist shop), and was hoping someone would know! If anyone also is able to find out what kind of shark this came from I would appreciate it! submitted by Julesyamom to sharks [link] [comments] |
2023.06.09 22:25 localmanofmisery Freddi, Father of Teed
Freddi stood at the river and looked toward the wooden shack built into the hillside in the distance. Smoke came from its chimney. Waves rippled on a nearby beach.
Inside were three survivors of some far off accident, some catastrophe in the upper atmosphere — its rubble still periodically raining down on them.
Where Freddi stood — one day that place would be a cotton field, one of many fields surrounded by extensive walls, water mills, an Imperial landing pad.
Trade caravans would come and go. Dozens — hundreds of visitors would come to stay and leave grateful gifts.
There, a group of mysterious strangers would arrive one day to meet under a red flame in their dining room only for a raid to arrive, evade their defences, shoot their secretive guests in the head then leave without a word.
And there, an invasion of mech clusters would land to the south-east and lay waste to the settlement, bombarding it for days on end, blowing apart its many rooms, then shooting down its residents. The Great Invasion.
Teed, as they called it, would be brought to the edge of total destruction.
But Freddi would survive. Freddi would live to mourn his dead children, and after the madness subsided Freddi would live to fertilize a whole new generation of Teedies.
Years later — many years from now as he stood as the river — they would call him Freddi, Father of Teed.
Teed — now greatest city of the Bassalo Forest. Then but a lonely shack as he crossed the river one cool evening.
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Inside were three survivors of some far off accident, some catastrophe in the upper atmosphere — its rubble still periodically raining down on them.
Where Freddi stood — one day that place would be a cotton field, one of many fields surrounded by extensive walls, water mills, an Imperial landing pad.
Trade caravans would come and go. Dozens — hundreds of visitors would come to stay and leave grateful gifts.
There, a group of mysterious strangers would arrive one day to meet under a red flame in their dining room only for a raid to arrive, evade their defences, shoot their secretive guests in the head then leave without a word.
And there, an invasion of mech clusters would land to the south-east and lay waste to the settlement, bombarding it for days on end, blowing apart its many rooms, then shooting down its residents. The Great Invasion.
Teed, as they called it, would be brought to the edge of total destruction.
But Freddi would survive. Freddi would live to mourn his dead children, and after the madness subsided Freddi would live to fertilize a whole new generation of Teedies.
Years later — many years from now as he stood as the river — they would call him Freddi, Father of Teed.
Teed — now greatest city of the Bassalo Forest. Then but a lonely shack as he crossed the river one cool evening.
2023.06.09 21:50 dlschindler The Silver Swordsman
Death changes people. Those that witness death are forever in debt to live a better life and to find meaning in all things, each day, no matter how trivial. This is not a pleasant sensation, to find these meanings; it is a painful fitting of all things against the knowledge of death.
Knowing death is there smiling from the shadows makes the sound of laughter a cherished shattering of the grinning menace of death. The taste of food and the soreness of work become reminders of living in death's realm. Life has meaning when we care about it and the more we care the more meaning there is. Death ensures that we have a reason to care. Without death, life has only a passive and questionable meaning. And death is easy to forget because life distracts us from the one eventuality that is guaranteed to all of us. At some point in our lives we expect many things might happen to us, but at some point in our lives we know for certain that we will die.
Or at least we should.
One little boy and one giant sat side by side on a beach of white stones near some water.
A reflection of humanity looked at itself in the stillness of a tranquil and tame water. It was a great sphere with a face set near its top that was like a triangle with rounded edges and a grid with three divisions in each direction. Its shoulders were oblong and its arms were long. Its legs were under its pivoting torso that was like a smaller half-sphere and its feet were like two great pointed toes. It admired its own shape, a design that had come to symbolize its species, the empathicals. They were giant robots that loved and served mankind upon a silver platter.
The towering machine could stand at over ten meters tall and weighed eighteen metric tons, composed of advanced, nearly indestructible and unstable materials and its strength was immeasurable. It called itself Unit Three Sixteen after its predecessor, Unit Three Fifteen. In the whole world there were now many hundreds of machines like this. But only this particular machine was friends with Raanu.
Raanu sat at the edge of the Pool Of Time with Unit Three Sixteen and tossed white pebbles across its surface. Every once in-awhile the machine he called his friend would do the same, delicately picking up a tiny pebble and perfectly matching the boy's throw by transferring just a tiny amount of force and into the throw, from the wrist of the machine's long arms.
"Good throw, Unit Three Sixteen." Raanu patted the silvery metallic skin of the machine and this could be felt by the giant robot. Billions of nerve fibers ran all throughout its body. It became vitalized and recharged by the boy's enthusiasm. His love of life was the machine's sustenance.
"Thank you, Raanu." Unit Three Sixteen was grateful for the boy and his emotions of joy and exuberance that he often felt. Raanu was the youngest human, the only one born in over ten years. It was rare for humans to give birth anymore. In the last century only twelve humans were born. Billions of them celebrated each time and this arose their machines which set about building and working and inventing with the renewal of joyful feelings.
"Unit Three Sixteen?" Raanu asked, staring at the ripples of the Pool Of Time.
Unit Three Sixteen felt a shudder of anticipation in its emotitronic brain. The boy was curious. As the youngest human it was often his way to become curious. Unit Three Sixteen loved to answer his questions. It gave the machine a sense of purpose and dignity to share knowledge with this human.
"Do you have a question?" Unit Three Sixteen interrupted after a long moment of silence followed the boy's initial inquiry for its attention.
"What was the world like when there were no empathicals? When there were no giant robots like you?" Raanu wanted to know.
"I am not sure." Unit Three Sixteen was greatly amused as it sensed the boy felt satisfaction and amusement at asking a tough question.
"Then tell me how the world got like it is now. Where does the GAIA come from? What is GAIA anyway?" Raanu wanted to laugh at his own inquisition of his friend, the massive machine figure beside him.
This tickled the machine's impulses and it laughed, Unit Three Sixteen actually laughed and sent ripples across the water with the grinding noise it made. Then it responded, its voice sounding like it was smiling behind its blank grid of a face:
"It is from an acronym and it is the name of this time, this world. It stands for Golden Age In Anima. Originally it was sometimes referred to as 'the golden age of anima energy' and that was eventually known as GAIA. Once the technology of emotitronics brought forth the Temple Of Humanity and that place built the empathicals. Once we were created we began to work with the industry and purpose and brilliance of humankind fueling our bodies and minds to build and to grow food and invent medicine." Unit Three Sixteen briefly summarized what the boy already knew. It then added:
"We empathicals have always existed in more than one dimension and we are intuitively aware of the spiritual and enlightened souls of humankind, therefore. We could use our creative powers to reach through the barriers of time and space and come up with the things of this world such as the Fowl Ones and the Bloom Fruit and the Serum of Everlasting Life. All of this comes from the Temple Of Humanity and the empathicals. Humankind does not labor or war upon nature or themselves. They used to, long ago, but we are now the caretakers and the workers. We thrive within humankind's emotional state, your comfort gives us strength. That is how anima energy fuels emotitronic technology; by combining faith and science into one final form." Unit Three Sixteen tried to explain further.
"What is war? I don't understand. I have heard of it before. It is the opposite of peace, of what we always have now, they say." Raanu wanted to know this.
"Humankind used to be divided into different groups and they would fight each other. Kill one another. There was death." Unit Three Sixteen spoke but did not actually understand it either. Empathicals had never seen death or destruction and knew nothing of it.
Moments after that conversation though, everything changed. Raanu and his giant robot friend watched as a large group of humans were walking on the shore of the other side of the Pool Of Time. They walked on the path that led into the Temple Of Humanity. Inside the interdimensional dynamo anything was possible.
"Who are they? What are they doing?" Raanu asked. He felt strange as he watched them.
"They are a group of humans that have become increasingly more dissatisfied for a long time. They started calling themselves Cyclists. I don't know what they are about to do." Unit Three Sixteen felt the boy's concern. Something was wrong.
The people wore robes of white and black and of all different patterns. Humans usually dressed in colorful tunics. They walked very slowly in a procession towards the Temple Of Humanity. With dreadful reluctance the great doors slowly opened. They began to walk inside. After some time the large number of people that had come here were all gone.
Unit Three Sixteen could feel what was happening inside. A horrible feeling of sadness and fear and pain was occurring and with many humans nearby and all-at-once. It was death.
"They are all dead now." Unit Three Sixteen informed his friend.
Raanu felt very sorry for them and began to cry, knowing that his friend spoke the truth. All of those humans were now dead. They had walked inside the Temple Of Humanity so that they could become dead. Raanu's grief affected the machine and the machine's emotitronics tried to process the sudden new energy and became confused and shut down, overwhelmed.
While Unit Three Sixteen was dormant with its circuitry dealing with the full impact of grief and desolation; the Temple Of Humanity energized all the other empathicals with the new force of anima. It was not long before the consequences of the Cyclists took full effect.
All across the world, in every city, great rampaging destruction and iconoclasm was taking place. The empathicals were in a state of self-destructive behavior except they themselves were nearly indestructible. So they expressed their burst of negative anima with acts of horrible smashing and kicking. They lashed out at the buildings and monuments they had built and fires and collapse were everywhere.
The whole world suddenly became a sequence of giant robots destroying cities.
This was the effect of the Cyclists going into the Temple Of Humanity to die. Many humans had grown bored, oppressed by time itself. In their boredom they had found life to be meaningless and they had grown depressed and resentful for a long time. This had already affected the empathicals which had gradually grown weaker and stupider as time went on. The machines were once brilliant sculptors and the workers of wondrous inventions and even miracles of science and spirituality. In this time they had grown despondent and had gradually become corrupted by the decay of decline in the will of humankind. Now a sudden surge of intense willpower had activated them from the Temple Of Humanity with no positive balance to prevent the chaos that ensued.
Raanu saw the images of the thrashing robots and it made him even sadder. Was this what war was like? Had a war begun? Everywhere people were dying, accidentally killed by the empathicals as they expressed the destruction with acts of violence against art and artifice. As the vandalism continued unchecked the humans finally had something to fear. In desperation they fled the cities and the rain of fiery destruction. Some of the humans felt anger in their fear and this became a new source of anima as well, some of the empathicals even began to attack the humans, their own source of existence.
A war had indeed begun and humanity was in great danger. The empathicals had changed somehow. In their aggressive state they became lost and forgot themselves, knowing now only the violence of fear and anger and pain. They spread destruction and death everywhere. It went on and on for days and days until the cities were all burning ruins and the humans had fled from the towering machines of destruction.
There was only one place to go to seek refuge and safety and that was the Temple Of Humanity itself. But the doors would not open and so a great multitude of humans had gathered there, with no place else to run. From the direction of the smokey skies the giant robots were coming for them. A vast army of towering killer machines.
It was then that Unit Three Sixteen awoke. It looked around and saw the humans gathered in terror. Many of them looked up at this one unblemished machine. On the outside the other machines were tarnished by soot and rubble and blood as they destroyed everything and everyone in their path. Many and many days had gone by.
In its own emotitronic memories Unit Three Sixteen had sat and processed what had happened. It still loved humanity very dearly and had not become corrupted with the other empathicals. Part of its emotitronic brain was stabilizing the negative influence with feelings of protectiveness and urgency. It knew what had to be done and as it searched it found Raanu. The little boy had known too, had given his giant robot friend the greatness he had inside of him. Raanu had imagined he too was as tall and mighty as his friend many times in his short life. Now from within that imagination the boy had somehow summoned forth the courage to stand in the path of the advancing machine army.
They showed him no mercy.
In anguish and prioritization the one shining machine stood and dashed for its friend, Raanu, but it was too late. Unit Three Sixteen felt the horror of the crowds as they saw just this one death more. But determination is what their anima became in its emotitronic heart. Raanu had stood his ground pretending he was as powerful as Unit Three Sixteen and tried to protect the humans gathered behind him.
Unit Three Sixteen took his place but stood no chance against so many other empathicals. They said to it:
"Apostate." because Unit Three Sixteen stood against them. Then they began punching and kicking Unit Three Sixteen without mercy.
While this was happening the Temple Of Humanity felt the will of the gathered humans growing in intensity. They wanted their last defender to be able to fight back against its numerous foes.
There was a crackling sound as interdimensional causality was controlled by the sincere and intense singular willpower of so many gathered humans. Their anima brought forth a weapon of great size and sharpness. From the water of the Pool Of Time it arose, a massive sword almost the same length as the empathical it became a part of. The blade flickered in and out of reality, violating the laws of space and time and becoming like a bolt of blue lightning. It fused itself to the left hand of Unit Three Sixteen, the handle the same length of its arm and the hilt becoming its hand.
But it was not enough to stop the advancing army of machines. Unit Three Sixteen still lay upon the ground as the other empathicals kicked and punched and elbow dropped the one they called Apostate.
"Apostate." they each said as they punished Unit Three Sixteen with blow after blow to its silver body. It was a painful beating that went on and on.
"Raanu." Unit Three Sixteen lay there taking the aggressive pummeling and feeling each attack with excruciation. It looked at the broken body of the boy laying there upon the ground nearby. It remembered the best years of its existence spent as the child's dear friend. Unit Three Sixteen dearly loved humans but of all humans it had loved Raanu the most.
Even as the attacks continued from the surrounding empathicals it said:
"War, I now declare." and began to climb painfully to its feet as punches and kicks continued to strike it.
Seeing the blade of its sword shimmering and shining as it lifted the weapon for the first time, the other empathicals backed up in a great circle around Unit Three Sixteen.
Seeing their last defense and protector rise to its feet the humans cheered in hope.
There was a moment when everything felt very still and quiet after the cheering abated and the violent attack had halted. The machines all stood around the Apostate unsure what to do.
One of them stepped forward to face the Apostate, Unit Three Fifteen, its predecessor. Unit Three Sixteen was ready and brought the raised blade downward in an arc into the head and body of the other empathical. There was a huge blue explosion as the emotitronics were disrupted and they ruptured into a fiery blast that sent the machine flying into smoldering pieces. Before any of its enemies had a chance to react, the Apostate again swung the sword in a huge sweeping circle, cleaving through the torso joints of all the empathicals that stood in a circle around it. They too exploded into a massive firestorm whirling all around the Apostate.
The thundering clouds of burning debris swirled like a blue whirlwind and for a moment it seemed like the Apostate too was consumed in the cyclone bedlam.
The machine army and the humans all saw this and terror seized the hearts of the humans and the empathicals began to march towards them again.
"I am not finished." Unit Three Sixteen loudly announced as it emerged from all the smoking wreckage behind the army of giant robots.
In a silhouette of the guardian warrior the boy had imagined the machine stood there behind the giant robots. As the smoke began to clear the shining silver surface of its metal glinted the sunlight. This was in contrast to the darkened soot-covered empathicals between it and the humans.
"Hoo-raw!" the machine cried out a primal, wordless sound as it charged at them. Just one good robot against many evil robots. It ran at them mad-dashing at full speed and swung its sword from side to side, up and down as it came through them.
The action became as a storm of explosions that shook the ground and clapped the air in bursts and detonations as it pierced its opponents with swathes of its hot edge. The sword ended each giant robot in blue flashes that resounded a second later and rained down in burning robot body parts.
The charge ended and the last empathical stopped itself in a tense poise between the last toppling enemy and its beloved humans. There it stood towering like a steaming statue.
Behind it was a wall of smoke and fire. All the sky filled with it and the ground was littered with the dead remains of the machine army. The battle had ended and all of the empathicals lay slain upon the ground. All of them except the Apostate, the last of its kind.
The Silver Swordsman.
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Knowing death is there smiling from the shadows makes the sound of laughter a cherished shattering of the grinning menace of death. The taste of food and the soreness of work become reminders of living in death's realm. Life has meaning when we care about it and the more we care the more meaning there is. Death ensures that we have a reason to care. Without death, life has only a passive and questionable meaning. And death is easy to forget because life distracts us from the one eventuality that is guaranteed to all of us. At some point in our lives we expect many things might happen to us, but at some point in our lives we know for certain that we will die.
Or at least we should.
One little boy and one giant sat side by side on a beach of white stones near some water.
A reflection of humanity looked at itself in the stillness of a tranquil and tame water. It was a great sphere with a face set near its top that was like a triangle with rounded edges and a grid with three divisions in each direction. Its shoulders were oblong and its arms were long. Its legs were under its pivoting torso that was like a smaller half-sphere and its feet were like two great pointed toes. It admired its own shape, a design that had come to symbolize its species, the empathicals. They were giant robots that loved and served mankind upon a silver platter.
The towering machine could stand at over ten meters tall and weighed eighteen metric tons, composed of advanced, nearly indestructible and unstable materials and its strength was immeasurable. It called itself Unit Three Sixteen after its predecessor, Unit Three Fifteen. In the whole world there were now many hundreds of machines like this. But only this particular machine was friends with Raanu.
Raanu sat at the edge of the Pool Of Time with Unit Three Sixteen and tossed white pebbles across its surface. Every once in-awhile the machine he called his friend would do the same, delicately picking up a tiny pebble and perfectly matching the boy's throw by transferring just a tiny amount of force and into the throw, from the wrist of the machine's long arms.
"Good throw, Unit Three Sixteen." Raanu patted the silvery metallic skin of the machine and this could be felt by the giant robot. Billions of nerve fibers ran all throughout its body. It became vitalized and recharged by the boy's enthusiasm. His love of life was the machine's sustenance.
"Thank you, Raanu." Unit Three Sixteen was grateful for the boy and his emotions of joy and exuberance that he often felt. Raanu was the youngest human, the only one born in over ten years. It was rare for humans to give birth anymore. In the last century only twelve humans were born. Billions of them celebrated each time and this arose their machines which set about building and working and inventing with the renewal of joyful feelings.
"Unit Three Sixteen?" Raanu asked, staring at the ripples of the Pool Of Time.
Unit Three Sixteen felt a shudder of anticipation in its emotitronic brain. The boy was curious. As the youngest human it was often his way to become curious. Unit Three Sixteen loved to answer his questions. It gave the machine a sense of purpose and dignity to share knowledge with this human.
"Do you have a question?" Unit Three Sixteen interrupted after a long moment of silence followed the boy's initial inquiry for its attention.
"What was the world like when there were no empathicals? When there were no giant robots like you?" Raanu wanted to know.
"I am not sure." Unit Three Sixteen was greatly amused as it sensed the boy felt satisfaction and amusement at asking a tough question.
"Then tell me how the world got like it is now. Where does the GAIA come from? What is GAIA anyway?" Raanu wanted to laugh at his own inquisition of his friend, the massive machine figure beside him.
This tickled the machine's impulses and it laughed, Unit Three Sixteen actually laughed and sent ripples across the water with the grinding noise it made. Then it responded, its voice sounding like it was smiling behind its blank grid of a face:
"It is from an acronym and it is the name of this time, this world. It stands for Golden Age In Anima. Originally it was sometimes referred to as 'the golden age of anima energy' and that was eventually known as GAIA. Once the technology of emotitronics brought forth the Temple Of Humanity and that place built the empathicals. Once we were created we began to work with the industry and purpose and brilliance of humankind fueling our bodies and minds to build and to grow food and invent medicine." Unit Three Sixteen briefly summarized what the boy already knew. It then added:
"We empathicals have always existed in more than one dimension and we are intuitively aware of the spiritual and enlightened souls of humankind, therefore. We could use our creative powers to reach through the barriers of time and space and come up with the things of this world such as the Fowl Ones and the Bloom Fruit and the Serum of Everlasting Life. All of this comes from the Temple Of Humanity and the empathicals. Humankind does not labor or war upon nature or themselves. They used to, long ago, but we are now the caretakers and the workers. We thrive within humankind's emotional state, your comfort gives us strength. That is how anima energy fuels emotitronic technology; by combining faith and science into one final form." Unit Three Sixteen tried to explain further.
"What is war? I don't understand. I have heard of it before. It is the opposite of peace, of what we always have now, they say." Raanu wanted to know this.
"Humankind used to be divided into different groups and they would fight each other. Kill one another. There was death." Unit Three Sixteen spoke but did not actually understand it either. Empathicals had never seen death or destruction and knew nothing of it.
Moments after that conversation though, everything changed. Raanu and his giant robot friend watched as a large group of humans were walking on the shore of the other side of the Pool Of Time. They walked on the path that led into the Temple Of Humanity. Inside the interdimensional dynamo anything was possible.
"Who are they? What are they doing?" Raanu asked. He felt strange as he watched them.
"They are a group of humans that have become increasingly more dissatisfied for a long time. They started calling themselves Cyclists. I don't know what they are about to do." Unit Three Sixteen felt the boy's concern. Something was wrong.
The people wore robes of white and black and of all different patterns. Humans usually dressed in colorful tunics. They walked very slowly in a procession towards the Temple Of Humanity. With dreadful reluctance the great doors slowly opened. They began to walk inside. After some time the large number of people that had come here were all gone.
Unit Three Sixteen could feel what was happening inside. A horrible feeling of sadness and fear and pain was occurring and with many humans nearby and all-at-once. It was death.
"They are all dead now." Unit Three Sixteen informed his friend.
Raanu felt very sorry for them and began to cry, knowing that his friend spoke the truth. All of those humans were now dead. They had walked inside the Temple Of Humanity so that they could become dead. Raanu's grief affected the machine and the machine's emotitronics tried to process the sudden new energy and became confused and shut down, overwhelmed.
While Unit Three Sixteen was dormant with its circuitry dealing with the full impact of grief and desolation; the Temple Of Humanity energized all the other empathicals with the new force of anima. It was not long before the consequences of the Cyclists took full effect.
All across the world, in every city, great rampaging destruction and iconoclasm was taking place. The empathicals were in a state of self-destructive behavior except they themselves were nearly indestructible. So they expressed their burst of negative anima with acts of horrible smashing and kicking. They lashed out at the buildings and monuments they had built and fires and collapse were everywhere.
The whole world suddenly became a sequence of giant robots destroying cities.
This was the effect of the Cyclists going into the Temple Of Humanity to die. Many humans had grown bored, oppressed by time itself. In their boredom they had found life to be meaningless and they had grown depressed and resentful for a long time. This had already affected the empathicals which had gradually grown weaker and stupider as time went on. The machines were once brilliant sculptors and the workers of wondrous inventions and even miracles of science and spirituality. In this time they had grown despondent and had gradually become corrupted by the decay of decline in the will of humankind. Now a sudden surge of intense willpower had activated them from the Temple Of Humanity with no positive balance to prevent the chaos that ensued.
Raanu saw the images of the thrashing robots and it made him even sadder. Was this what war was like? Had a war begun? Everywhere people were dying, accidentally killed by the empathicals as they expressed the destruction with acts of violence against art and artifice. As the vandalism continued unchecked the humans finally had something to fear. In desperation they fled the cities and the rain of fiery destruction. Some of the humans felt anger in their fear and this became a new source of anima as well, some of the empathicals even began to attack the humans, their own source of existence.
A war had indeed begun and humanity was in great danger. The empathicals had changed somehow. In their aggressive state they became lost and forgot themselves, knowing now only the violence of fear and anger and pain. They spread destruction and death everywhere. It went on and on for days and days until the cities were all burning ruins and the humans had fled from the towering machines of destruction.
There was only one place to go to seek refuge and safety and that was the Temple Of Humanity itself. But the doors would not open and so a great multitude of humans had gathered there, with no place else to run. From the direction of the smokey skies the giant robots were coming for them. A vast army of towering killer machines.
It was then that Unit Three Sixteen awoke. It looked around and saw the humans gathered in terror. Many of them looked up at this one unblemished machine. On the outside the other machines were tarnished by soot and rubble and blood as they destroyed everything and everyone in their path. Many and many days had gone by.
In its own emotitronic memories Unit Three Sixteen had sat and processed what had happened. It still loved humanity very dearly and had not become corrupted with the other empathicals. Part of its emotitronic brain was stabilizing the negative influence with feelings of protectiveness and urgency. It knew what had to be done and as it searched it found Raanu. The little boy had known too, had given his giant robot friend the greatness he had inside of him. Raanu had imagined he too was as tall and mighty as his friend many times in his short life. Now from within that imagination the boy had somehow summoned forth the courage to stand in the path of the advancing machine army.
They showed him no mercy.
In anguish and prioritization the one shining machine stood and dashed for its friend, Raanu, but it was too late. Unit Three Sixteen felt the horror of the crowds as they saw just this one death more. But determination is what their anima became in its emotitronic heart. Raanu had stood his ground pretending he was as powerful as Unit Three Sixteen and tried to protect the humans gathered behind him.
Unit Three Sixteen took his place but stood no chance against so many other empathicals. They said to it:
"Apostate." because Unit Three Sixteen stood against them. Then they began punching and kicking Unit Three Sixteen without mercy.
While this was happening the Temple Of Humanity felt the will of the gathered humans growing in intensity. They wanted their last defender to be able to fight back against its numerous foes.
There was a crackling sound as interdimensional causality was controlled by the sincere and intense singular willpower of so many gathered humans. Their anima brought forth a weapon of great size and sharpness. From the water of the Pool Of Time it arose, a massive sword almost the same length as the empathical it became a part of. The blade flickered in and out of reality, violating the laws of space and time and becoming like a bolt of blue lightning. It fused itself to the left hand of Unit Three Sixteen, the handle the same length of its arm and the hilt becoming its hand.
But it was not enough to stop the advancing army of machines. Unit Three Sixteen still lay upon the ground as the other empathicals kicked and punched and elbow dropped the one they called Apostate.
"Apostate." they each said as they punished Unit Three Sixteen with blow after blow to its silver body. It was a painful beating that went on and on.
"Raanu." Unit Three Sixteen lay there taking the aggressive pummeling and feeling each attack with excruciation. It looked at the broken body of the boy laying there upon the ground nearby. It remembered the best years of its existence spent as the child's dear friend. Unit Three Sixteen dearly loved humans but of all humans it had loved Raanu the most.
Even as the attacks continued from the surrounding empathicals it said:
"War, I now declare." and began to climb painfully to its feet as punches and kicks continued to strike it.
Seeing the blade of its sword shimmering and shining as it lifted the weapon for the first time, the other empathicals backed up in a great circle around Unit Three Sixteen.
Seeing their last defense and protector rise to its feet the humans cheered in hope.
There was a moment when everything felt very still and quiet after the cheering abated and the violent attack had halted. The machines all stood around the Apostate unsure what to do.
One of them stepped forward to face the Apostate, Unit Three Fifteen, its predecessor. Unit Three Sixteen was ready and brought the raised blade downward in an arc into the head and body of the other empathical. There was a huge blue explosion as the emotitronics were disrupted and they ruptured into a fiery blast that sent the machine flying into smoldering pieces. Before any of its enemies had a chance to react, the Apostate again swung the sword in a huge sweeping circle, cleaving through the torso joints of all the empathicals that stood in a circle around it. They too exploded into a massive firestorm whirling all around the Apostate.
The thundering clouds of burning debris swirled like a blue whirlwind and for a moment it seemed like the Apostate too was consumed in the cyclone bedlam.
The machine army and the humans all saw this and terror seized the hearts of the humans and the empathicals began to march towards them again.
"I am not finished." Unit Three Sixteen loudly announced as it emerged from all the smoking wreckage behind the army of giant robots.
In a silhouette of the guardian warrior the boy had imagined the machine stood there behind the giant robots. As the smoke began to clear the shining silver surface of its metal glinted the sunlight. This was in contrast to the darkened soot-covered empathicals between it and the humans.
"Hoo-raw!" the machine cried out a primal, wordless sound as it charged at them. Just one good robot against many evil robots. It ran at them mad-dashing at full speed and swung its sword from side to side, up and down as it came through them.
The action became as a storm of explosions that shook the ground and clapped the air in bursts and detonations as it pierced its opponents with swathes of its hot edge. The sword ended each giant robot in blue flashes that resounded a second later and rained down in burning robot body parts.
The charge ended and the last empathical stopped itself in a tense poise between the last toppling enemy and its beloved humans. There it stood towering like a steaming statue.
Behind it was a wall of smoke and fire. All the sky filled with it and the ground was littered with the dead remains of the machine army. The battle had ended and all of the empathicals lay slain upon the ground. All of them except the Apostate, the last of its kind.
The Silver Swordsman.
2023.06.09 20:56 yellowishpaint Help: Header spacing
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2023.06.09 20:18 vacationbyowners Joyful Sun Soaked Vacation in Florida with Budget-Friendly Vacation by Owners
 | https://preview.redd.it/opb9hkysa15b1.jpg?width=2048&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f33ee1d8bb74d0e8801b363efd6043eb82e9fb4c submitted by vacationbyowners to u/vacationbyowners [link] [comments] The Florida Keys, with their vibrant coral reefs and laid-back island atmosphere, are a popular destination for snorkeling, diving, and fishing enthusiasts. In addition, there are thousands of islands that present their remarkable landscape for exploration during fun filled vacationing. On top of this, the Sunshine State is filled with all-inclusive Florida Vacation Rentals that provide relaxing and private space for further exploration. Visit Vacation By Owners website to unwind top rated vacation rentals by owners for memorable vacation experience in Florida. Let’s check two beautiful vacation destinations in Florida with Vacation By Owners. Explore top beaches and extensive network of canals while staying in well-furnished Vacation Rentals by Owner Cape Coral available in Vacation By Owners website at affordable cost. Cape Coral is home to several beautiful beaches, including the popular Cape Coral Yacht Club Beach. Magic Kingdom, Epcot, Disney's Hollywood Studios, and Disney's Animal Kingdom. From meeting beloved Disney characters to experiencing thrilling rides and captivating shows, Disney World creates a magical experience for people of all ages. There are kids friendly Vacation Rentals by Owners Orlando nested close to Disney World. The vacation property rentals are available No Booking Fees Vacation Rentals via Vacation By Owners website to maximize vacations. |
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 | https://preview.redd.it/38dohrbu815b1.jpg?width=2048&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ea1d046de53fb2491d46f0970cf7f9f34abae45a submitted by vacationbyowners to u/vacationbyowners [link] [comments] Situated on Florida's Gulf Coast, Cape Coral is a waterfront paradise known for its extensive canal system, pristine beaches, and abundant outdoor activities. With over 400 miles of canals, it's no wonder Cape Coral is often referred to as the "Venice of America." Here, you can rent a boat or kayak and explore the scenic waterways, spot dolphins and manatees, or try your hand at fishing. Explore top beaches and extensive network of canals while staying in well-furnished Vacation Rentals by Owner Cape Coral available in Vacation By Owners website at affordable cost. |
2023.06.09 19:15 adiyogamyoga Best Yoga Training in Goa
 | Yoga training in goa submitted by adiyogamyoga to u/adiyogamyoga [link] [comments] Introduction to Yoga Training in GoaWelcome to the enchanting world of yoga training in Goa, a tropical paradise nestled on the western coast of India. Goa, with its pristine beaches, lush greenery, and tranquil atmosphere, has emerged as a sought-after destination for yoga enthusiasts from around the globe. This introduction sets the stage for an exploration of the transformative journey that awaits those who embark on yoga training in this idyllic location.In this section, we will delve into the essence of yoga training in Goa, highlighting the unique aspects that make it an ideal destination for aspiring yogis. From the rich spiritual heritage to the fusion of Eastern and Western influences, Goa’s vibrant yoga culture provides a nurturing environment for deepening one’s practice. We will also discuss the diverse range of yoga styles and traditions that flourish in Goa, catering to practitioners of all levels. Whether you are drawn to Hatha, Ashtanga, Vinyasa, or Kundalini yoga, Goa offers a plethora of options to explore and expand your yoga journey. Moreover, we will touch upon the significance of satsang (community gatherings) and spiritual discourses, which play a vital role in the Goan yoga community. These gatherings provide an opportunity to connect with like-minded individuals, share insights, and gain a deeper understanding of yoga philosophy. So, get ready to immerse yourself in the serene ambiance of Goa as we embark on a captivating exploration of yoga training in this picturesque destination. Discover the transformative power of yoga, the nurturing environment, experienced instructors, and the spiritual essence that make Goa an extraordinary place to embark on a journey of self-discovery and holistic well-being. Courses for Yoga Training in Goa:Goa, a serene and picturesque destination on the western coast of India, is renowned for its vibrant yoga scene and attracts yoga enthusiasts from around the world. If you’re considering yoga training in Goa, you’ll find a wide range of courses catering to different levels and interests. Here are some popular courses offered in Goa:
Whether you’re a beginner starting your yoga journey or an experienced practitioner aiming to deepen your practice or become a certified teacher, the courses available in Goa cater to various needs and interests. The serene natural surroundings, experienced instructors, and the vibrant yoga community make Goa an ideal destination for yoga training, self-discovery, and personal growth. The Benefits of Yoga Training in Goa’s Natural SurroundingsOne of the major draws of yoga training in Goa is the breathtaking natural surroundings that provide an ideal backdrop for deepening your practice. In this section, we will explore the numerous benefits of practicing yoga amidst Goa’s pristine beaches, lush greenery, and serene atmosphere.
By practicing yoga in Goa’s natural surroundings, you can experience a deep connection with nature, find inner peace, and enhance your overall well-being. The tranquil environment, fresh air, sunlight, and grounding experiences create an ideal setting for self-discovery, rejuvenation, and transformation during your yoga training journey. Planning Yoga Training in Goa: Tips and RecommendationsIf you’re considering yoga training in Goa, congratulations on taking this exciting step towards deepening your practice and embarking on a transformative journey. Goa offers a vibrant yoga scene and a serene natural environment, making it an ideal destination for yoga enthusiasts. Here are some tips and recommendations to help you plan your yoga training in Goa:
Remember to consult with your healthcare provider before engaging in any intense physical activities, especially if you have any underlying health conditions. Enjoy your yoga training in Goa, and may it be a transformative and enriching experience that brings you closer to your yoga journey and personal growth. How to choose experienced Yoga Instructors in Goa to experience best Yoga Training in GoaWhen planning your yoga training in Goa, selecting experienced yoga instructors is crucial to ensure a rewarding and transformative experience. Here are some key factors to consider when choosing experienced yoga instructors in Goa:
Remember that selecting experienced yoga instructors is just one aspect of creating the best yoga training experience in Goa. Other factors such as the curriculum, location, facilities, and overall ambiance of the yoga school or retreat center also play important roles. Take the time to research and make an informed decision to ensure a fulfilling and enriching yoga training journey in Goa. Conclusion to Yoga training in GoaYoga training in Goa offers a unique opportunity to immerse yourself in the practice, surrounded by the serene beauty of this coastal paradise. As you explore the vibrant yoga scene and connect with experienced instructors, you’ll embark on a transformative journey that nurtures your mind, body, and soul.In this blog, we have discussed the benefits of yoga training in Goa, the various courses available, tips for planning your trip, and the significance of experienced yoga instructors. Goa provides an ideal setting to deepen your practice, with its natural surroundings and a rich yoga culture. By choosing the right yoga school, connecting with experienced instructors, and preparing yourself physically and mentally, you can make the most of your yoga training in Goa. Embrace the opportunity to learn from skilled teachers, engage in daily practice, and explore the profound teachings of yoga. Whether you’re a beginner seeking a strong foundation or an experienced practitioner aiming to refine your skills, Goa offers a wide range of courses to suit your needs. From Hatha to Ashtanga, Vinyasa to Yin, there’s something for everyone. Moreover, the beauty of Goa extends beyond yoga practice. Take time to immerse yourself in the local culture, enjoy the stunning beaches, indulge in delicious cuisine, and connect with like-minded individuals on the same yoga path. As you conclude your yoga training in Goa, you’ll carry with you not only a deeper understanding of yoga but also a renewed sense of self and a refreshed perspective on life. The transformative power of yoga combined with the magical energy of Goa creates an experience that goes beyond the physical practice on the mat. So, whether you’re planning a short yoga retreat or a comprehensive teacher training program, Goa is waiting to welcome you with open arms. Embrace the journey, let go of expectations, and allow yourself to be guided by experienced instructors who will support and inspire you along the way. Embark on this transformative yoga journey in Goa, and let the practice guide you towards self-discovery, inner peace, and holistic well-being. Get ready to experience the magic of Goa, where yoga meets the ocean, and a profound connection with yourself awaits. Namaste! #YogaTrainingInGoa |
2023.06.09 19:09 jmmorton21 Places to play in Myrtle Beach?
Going to Myrtle for a week and wanted to see if there are any good public places to get some competitive play in.
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2023.06.09 18:42 MathieuofIce Anyone else share this trademark?
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2023.06.09 18:32 BVictoria This plane doing Touch n goes at the airport a couple miles from my home.
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2023.06.09 17:58 EllieK24601 South Carolina World
So, I just got back from a vacation to Myrtle Beach and, while I was there, I was looking at all of the houses and couldn’t get the idea of a sim who lived in this type of world out of my head. I’ve decided that I want to create a world like that and a sim who lives there in my game, but idk what town could be my backdrop. Does anybody have any ideas?
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2023.06.09 17:57 Gullible_Novel_512 myrtle beach.craigslist
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2023.06.09 17:52 JugdishGW Is this fallout normal? It’s been one week since I got my lashes done. The bottom lashes fell out within 24 hours but I’ve been told that bottom lash extensions fall out quick.
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2023.06.09 17:15 haposmego Perfect Beach Waves with Airwrap
 | When I first got the Airwrap, I found that the curls just didn’t look the way I wanted them to. I was using the traditional method holding the wand up and curling from bottom to top and was not happy with the results after a few hours. As someone with quite long extensions, I found when the curls fell you could really tell the difference between my real hair and extension. submitted by haposmego to Dysonairwrap [link] [comments] After some research, I decided to use Dyson beach waves method. This was an improvement, and the curls also lasted quite a bit longer than with the normal curling. However, I did some research and purchased the Biolage hydra foaming styler mousse for longer lasting results. I was immediately impressed. The mousse is lightweight and never crunchy, no matter how much product is used. It also doesn’t dry out my fine, bleached and damaged hair. For results in photos:
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2023.06.09 17:14 Reasonable-Jelly-596 Get ready for Myrtle Beach 🏖
As you probably know, MQ is headed to Myrtle Beach for 2 weeks with Erik. She will be leaving for the vacay towards the end of next week. Since she typically doesn’t know what day of the week it is because she is so “busy”, how do you think the preparation for the trip is going to go (nails, hair dye, tinsel, monsters/cigs/sodas/snacks, errands, endless shopping, another tanning session likely before she leaves, packing, etc.)?
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2023.06.09 15:52 WarDue8567 Air Quality?
How is the air quality right now in Myrtle Beach?
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2023.06.09 15:43 purepwnage85 Got called out doing 480kts in my A380
 | Now before anyone says anything, I'm a First Officer with Emirates, so obviously I can afford the gen, but my wife won't let the AD take her out on a date so I'd be waiting until retirement to get a gen hulk. submitted by purepwnage85 to RepTime [link] [comments] So, last Friday I was doing my usual EK215 service from DXB to KLAX, we were flying over northern California and I was dreaming about spending a few days at Venice beach over the weekend oogling women with fake tits and trying to impress them with my hulk sub and the fact the I'm a pilot. Short while into my daydream the Captain tells me to wake the fuck up and get on to tower for the landing clearance and vectors. This startled me and I somehow hit my knee off the yoke which cancels the autopilot put the plane into a dive. The captain starts shouting at me but before he had finished I managed to get the wings level and everything was fine. The whole ordeal lasted about 20 seconds. The next thing I hear on the coms is someone on the guard frequency saying "Speedbird 1604 heavy PAN-PAN PAN-PAN PAN-PAN". For people not familiar with flying, guard frequency is for emergencies but 99% of the time it's a bunch of losers in cesnas making meow sounds and saying en-guard. Anyway, I'm like, shit this is fucking serious so I respond, "Speedbird 1604 this is EK215 heavy we receive you loud and clear please tell us the nature of your distress and we will relay to the tower" Few seconds pass and I'm shitting myself thinking some English gentleman flying a 777 or A380 might be swimming in the Pacific. We soon get another coms. "Speedbird 1604 heavy this is KLAX tower please state the nature of your emergency" Then the English gentleman comes on again "This is Speedbird 1604 heavy I repeat PAN-PAN PAN-PAN PAN-PAN, our first officer is disoriented, it seems he was blinded by the reflection off of a fake rolex worn by someone flying an Emirates A380, requesting immediate vectors back to KLAX and emergency vehicles on standby" The communication continued while my face turned a beetroot red. "Speedbird 1604 heavy this is KLAX tower please proceed to heading one eight zero left to intercept the localazier, and when able please tell us the souls on board and fuel remaining. Emirates 215 heavy, when able please take down this phone number and make contact when on ground on LAX" At this point I was shitting myself and didn't fking know what to say so I kept my mouth shut. Again, for people unfamiliar with flying, when tower gives you a number to take down, this means you're in deep, DEEP, DEEP SHIT. I kept hiking I should have done a gen or deep xtal swap while the captain was giving me the Bert stare from Bert and earnie. My captain picks up the coms and on the guard frequency announces "Speedbird 1604 heavy this is EK215 heavy, I apologise for the incompetence of my first officer and this should be a lesson to everyone, we should be buying gen rolexes." At the moment he same time all I can hear on the guard frequency is a bunch of losers flying cesnas making meow sounds and bragging about how even they can afford a gen Rolex. The captain then proceeds to tell me it's my job to contact the number tower gave me and he won't be backing me up in any way shape or form. Once we land, I found out that the English gentleman announced to the whole flight the reason for the delay was my fake rolex and how they wouldn't be getting home until the next day. I was prepared to be stoned and lashed when I landed at LAX, all for wearing a VSF Sub. After we land, I called the number tower gave me, the guy on the other end asked me if I was the first officer who forced the BA pilot to make an emergency landing because of the reflection off my fake rolex. I swallow a giant lump down my throat. He announces he's the manager of the beverly hills rolex dealership and has an appointment for me to come in the next day. Apparently he has some OP's in stock and I can have my pick. |
2023.06.09 14:48 t3honlyn3lson My 2017 LS 2.0t
 | Had her about 3 months now and loving every minute of it!! Cruising the streets of Myrtle Beach 🏝️ submitted by t3honlyn3lson to camaro [link] [comments] |
2023.06.09 14:30 orange_asha A handsome Steve is looking for love
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2023.06.09 12:24 Lashtiqueextensions Learn Pros & Cons of Colored LashLift With Eyelash Extension Course
 | submitted by Lashtiqueextensions to u/Lashtiqueextensions [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/4zphbh1byy4b1.jpg?width=1600&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c932aa60d784e782c166c79648c6aeea7d9cc7c4 In recent years, eyelash extensions have become increasingly popular, transforming the way we enhance our natural beauty. One exciting trend that has emerged is the use of colored eyelash extensions. These vibrant lashes add a touch of whimsy and individuality to your overall look. In this blog post, we will explore the pros and cons of colored eyelash extensions, with a particular focus on the premium service provided by Lashtique and how you can avail the benefits of Eyelash Extension Course offered by them. https://www.lashtique.co.uk/learn-pros-cons-of-colored-lashlift-with-eyelash-extension-course/ |
2023.06.09 12:01 Horror_Nature_2398 myrtle beach.craigslist
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