same day as Misono’s birthdaaay >w>)/ ! but yeah… couldn’t draw anything for him until now ._. truly sorry…
at least have Kuro for valentine’s day ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)! where are you, KuroFangirls, I wanna hear you screaaammm ( 9òwó)9!! ok jokes, but still.. Servamps ‘n Co look so handsome in those costumes >w>)~ <3 SEKEYEEEEEE
enjoy your day with people you adore >w>) <3 !! I’m gonna watch fifty shades of Jumin Han with my friends later… :’D ! what a day ~
Doonesbury creator Garry Trudeau sat down with Fresh Air’s Terry Gross to talk about his new collection of strips about Donald J. Trump. The Republican presidential candidate first appeared in Doonesbury in 1987 – when he began floating trial balloons about a presidential run.
remember the sheith balloons?
I took them home on January 18th. They’ve gotten a little gaunt but it wasn’t till today that either of them started to sink - we just snipped shiro’s ribbon and he perked right up again. sheith is real
Имидж - only one meaning: the general impression that a person, organization, or product presents to the public. Image as a picture - образ, изображение.
Инфляция - only about money; ‘inflating a balloon’ would be надувание, надувать шар.
Инструмент - tool, instrument (the latter usually takes an adjective - измерительный инструмент, музыкальный инструмент)
Инсульт - stroke; insult - оскорбление
Интеллигент - an intellectual; well-educated person
Интервью - only a meeting at which information is obtained (as by a reporter, television commentator); when not for media, it would be собеседование, job interview - собеседование при приёме на работу;
Изоляция, изолировать - both isolation and insulation (to isolate and to insulate).
His hand began to tremble, each breath he took becoming more and more shallow with each passing second.
He knew Mephone was doing an update at the moment, and if he jumped now, he would never be able to come back.
This is for my own good.
Balloon was about to take the plunge when suddenly, someone appeared.
Suitcase walked over to Balloon, smiling.
“I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”
Balloon let out a forced smile, he didn’t want Suitcase to get suspicious of what he was doing.
“Sorry if I worried you!” Balloon said.
“I was just looking at the sunset, you know.”
“Okay!” Suitcase said.
“Mephone is hosting a party tonight, I just wanted to ask if….you….”
“…If you wanted to come to the dance with me.”
Balloon began to ponder, and then, he’d made up his mind.
“Sure!” He replied.
“You can count me in!”
“Great!” Suitcase cheered.
“I’ll see you there!”
“See you later!” Balloon said as she left.
After she’d left, his expression faded.
With his foot upright, locked tightly onto the ground, Balloon took a step forward.
Balloon had jumped to his death.
Mephone received a notification, his update had finished minutes ago.
He clicked on it, and his eyes widened.
“MISTAH PHONE!” Toilet screeched.
“ANYTHING ELSE YOU NE-”
Toilet’s voice softened, as if his heart had sank.
Balloon had died.
And he was never coming back.
The party had begun, and everyone was having a blast.
Many people had brought dates, like OJ and Paper, and also Lightbulb and Paintbrush. They became official weeks ago, and it was probably the most romantic thing ever. Same with OJ and Paper, who many have heard that they confessed their feelings while locked in a storage closet.
But Suitcase, however, was waiting for Balloon.
“Hey, Suitcase!” Lightbulb asked.
“Where’s Balloon? I thought he was gonna be your date.”
“That’s what I’ve been wondering.” Suitcase sighed.
“Balloon never backs down on a promise!”
“At least with me, that is.”
“Okay, we’re going slooooooooww now.” Mepad said smoothly, being in charge of the music
“Ladies, Gents, now’s the ti-”
“Oh, hold on a second.” Mepad said, holdings microphone in his hand.
“Oh, it’s from Mephone.”
“He says that-”
Everyone stared at Mepad. He looked terrified, something that no one has ever seen before. And most of all, he kept glancing at Suitcase.
“M…Mepad?” Suitcase quivered.
“What’s going on….?”
Mepad stayed silent for a while.
It was as if he didn’t want to say anything to her, as if it would cause some kind of permanent damage.
“Suitcase…” Mepad said.“
Suddenly, Mephone busted open the door, and began to yell.
“HE’S NOT DEAD! HE’S NOT DEAD!”
“GO GO GO GO!!!!”
“WE DON’T HAVE MUCH TIME!”
“Who’s not dead?!” Everyone shouted.
“Who’s missing?!” Paintbrush yelled.
Suitcase looked around the room. It appeared to be that everyone was here, everyone except…..
Suddenly, Suitcase’s eyes widened. Her heart began to pound harder the ever, severe anxiety rushing through her veins.
“Suitcase….you okay?” Lightbulb shivered.
“B….Balloon….” Suitcase cried.
Lightbulb gasped, and went ballistic.
“Balloon’s missing!” Lightbulb cried out to Paintbrush.
“Oh god…” Paintbrush whispered.
“We’re in trouble.”
Balloon jumped off the cliff, and felt his body drag down into the abyss of the Crappy Cliff.
His body was hit harder than a rock, all the breath being knocked out of him.
He felt a slight crack in his ribs, his stomach area bruised and throbbing.
He began to cough violently, and soon noticed a dark liquid on his hand, and spilled around him.
“B…Blood..?” He thought.
His throat begged to let out more, and his vision began to blur fast.