bed in lake


Canandaigua New York ~ 1840 Inn on Main ~ Historic B&B by Onasill ~ Bill Badzo
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1840 Inn on the Main

  • *Quidditch changing rooms*
  • Beater: *changing*
  • Sherlock: *bursts in; furious* What did I tell you?
  • Beater: *looks up; smiles* Hey, Captain. Great game, eh?
  • Sherlock: *outraged* I told you not to aim for her!
  • Beater: *frowns* What? She was about to catch the Snitch. If you hadn't been-
  • Sherlock: *snatches the bat; storms off*
  • Beater: ...
  • -a few minutes later-
  • Mary: *enters; confused* Can anyone tell me what it was that Sherlock just threw into the lake?
  • Beater: WHAT? *runs out*
  • *the Hospital Wing*
  • John: *awkward* How does it feel?
  • Molly: *gingerly moves her bandaged arm* Like I fell off my broom and broke my arm.
  • John: *quickly* He's getting a detention. Not to mention a right bollocking. Possibly removed from the team-
  • Molly: *groans* God, I don't want that.
  • John: *thoughtful* What if he kills him?
  • Molly: *glares at him*
  • Sherlock: *rushes in* Okay, I managed to persuade Madame Pomfrey to let me stay here tonight *fluffs her pillow*
  • Molly: *sighs* You do realise people think we're going out now?
  • Sherlock: *chuckles* That'll be the head injury talking.
  • Molly: *raises an eyebrow* Is that so?
  • Sherlock: *kisses her cheek* I'll take care of you, don't worry.
  • Molly: *holds his hand* I'm not.
  • John: *hiding behind a copy of the Quibbler*
Swimming in a portable hole

backstory: so our group has helped out a cult get a special weapon that was stolen from them, after getting the weapon they begin to use it to open a portal to the wyrd ( a special dimension created by a litch to embody all of his creations that would never die) the portal opens under a lake and water starts spilling out into the room quickly, the BB slows time to enjoy our final deaths. Me, a Goliath Barbarian, Anton a Human Sorcerer and Viosa a Dragonborn Cleric try to figure out what to do.

DM (as BB): You know I like to savour these little moments, they always… (BB puts his hand to his ear) wait what? ok wait right there. (to us) well this was fun, I’m Sad I don’t get to see you die…Bye!

Anton (ooc): wait my carpet is like an infinite portable hole right?

Dm: ya

Anton (ooc): I open the carpet and tell everyone to get under it so we are not crushed by the pressure 

Dm: you all cram under this 10 foot carpet and you wait to be bowled over by the water, and just like a waterfall, water quickly fills the room.

Me: wait Anton I can’t swim!

Anton: why didn’t you bring this up earlier

Me: we never had to go swimming so I thought it was never really important

Dm: Wow that is just perfect ok make a Wisdom save

Me (ooc): *rolls an 8* 9

Dm: you start to drown as the thought of having to even be this close to water has you start panicking

Me: (screaming) Anton you’re a sorcerer why don’t you have anything to get this out of here

the party is crying with laughter since this is something they have never seen, this tough massive goliath shreeking in terror as water starts to fill up

Anton (ooc): I cast levitate on the Barbarian

Dm: ok (to me) you start to float up into this lake faster than everyone else

Me: No Anton don’t leave me! (starts to try to swim down)

Viosa (ooc): *face palms* Can I cast sleep on him?

Dm: (surprised) sure uh..make an attack role

Viosa: *rolls a natural 20*

Dm: ok (to me) just as you think you are about to die your whole world goes dark, (to everyone) the water in the lake slowly starts to drain out I want you all to make strength saves except the barbarian cause he is asleep.

*all of the group fails*

Dm: Wow…you are all sucked into the hole and fall for a while before you realize you are not actually falling, but rather floating in space.

Me: *wakes up* (still screaming) where are we!? did we die?

Anton (ooc): can we swim? like move around?

Dm: sure ya you realize you can move a little

Anton: ok everyone I think I see the hole

Me: Again…I can’t swim!

(everyone again loses their shit and the sorcerer spends a good 20 min teaching me how to swim, we make it out of the hole to find we are in a lake bed with all of the water drained)

This photo of Raystown Ray was taken in 2006 by a local fisherman while he was looking down on the lake. It is considered the best evidence that there is a creature living in Raystown lake in Pennsylvania. Jeff Krause, a wildlife biologist that works at the lake said “I believe it must be a vegetarian. We have not seen any evidence of this animal taking fish, geese, otters, or ducks. So I would suggest that our swimmers and boaters are very safe. It appears this animal’s habits are similar to Manatees, which are completely herbivorous and gentle. The increase of weed beds around the lake is probably providing more food in the shallows for herbivores and that would increase sightings.”

Since Raystown Lake is man made, the best question is: if there is a monster there, how did it get there in the first place?
Changelings are just big Cats - Pikuna - Trollhunters (Cartoon) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Based on a post by @darkland-dog about the headcanon that Changelings can purr. I totally support this idea and so I came up with this little drabble, that I also used to introduce my Changeling character Jean.
Took me a bit longer than I thought for me to finish, but I hope you enjoy it.

Little side note: This occurs some time after Stricklander has redeemed himself. Just feel like pointing out.

Barbara discovers that Changelings are indeed capable of purring and wonders, if this also applies to Stricklander. He is not very amused by this idea.

It was a quiet late Monday afternoon in the Lake household. Jim and his friends were out doing usual teenage activities - at least that’s what they had planned - and Barbara had the rest of the day off. 

She and Stricklander had enjoyed the peace, sitting close together on the couch and watching a documentation. But the peace had been disturbed when Jean, Stricklander’s inside-man in the Janus Order, had suddenly appeared right beside Barbara on the armrest of the couch. Even when it was a most annoying habit of her, Stricklander had to give the young Changeling credit for being so sneaky. He just wished she would be silent like this all the time.

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Edificio derrumbado, Ciudad de México, 1985.

Was saddened to learn of the very large earthquake in Central México yesterday with hundreds of victims reported this morning. I was in México City several months after the 1985 quake and saw some of the extensive damage, including this modern office building at the edge of the Zona Rosa. The geology of the city, built on an ancient lake bed with unstable soils, is partially to blame, and inadequate building codes were certainly at fault in 1985, but almost all human-made structures are at risk in a 7.1 Richter temblor.