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50 Rumors And Hooks...
  1. A bandit gang preys on wounded and weary adventurers as they straggle down the road from the dungeon to the city. 
  2. A black cloak was stolen from the Burnt Bridge tavern last night; sewn into the hem is a treasure map.
  3. A gigantic egg appeared in the town square last night. No one knows what might hatch out of it, but it’s going to happen soon.
  4. A deity walks the city streets disguised as a humble mortal. 
  5. A hot-tempered knight has promised all his lands to his brother if he is bested at the upcoming jousting tournament.
  6. A leading churchman has announced a heretical doctrine; his fellow priests have demanded that he recant, on pain of excommunication. 
  7. A wrestler named Drón Goldentress will perform three great quests for anyone who can beat her in a match. 
  8. Agitation grows in a neighboring land for a renewed war against the kingdom. 
  9. An eerie dog with glowing eyes stalks the city at night. The magnificent sorcerer Furioso was bitten by it, and now he can barely remember his own name.
  10. Ditchdiggers unearthed an ornate tin casket the other day. They can’t figure out how to open it, but won’t let anyone else try, either. 
  11. Drinking a poison surely meant for someone else, the meek baker Oswald dropped dead in a tavern last night. 
  12. During the day, the headsman’s daughter appears rather homely, but under the moonlight, she is the fairest young maiden in the realm.
  13. Every hundred years or so, a black, venomous rain falls on the city, killing hundreds of people. A recurrence is months overdue. 
  14. The Superordinate Six, a band of famed adventurers, have failed to return from an expedition to the Rat City ruins. 
  15. Goblins tunneled a good distance under the city walls last year, but the authorities covered it up. 
  16. Grave robbers have been digging up the bones of slain adventurers. They must be working for a lich or evil wizard. 
  17. Luriez the horse trader is auctioning off Bravo, a clever and magnificent steed. His former owner, a luckless mercenary, lost him in a dice game. 
  18. Magic items sold by Antesos Three-Beard have a peculiar way of finding their way back to his shop after the purchasers die. 
  19. Many of a famous knight’s heroic feats were in fact performed by his squire, a young girl dressed as a boy.
  20. Mercenaries have taken sanctuary in the temple; the high priests want them out but are forbidden by the tenets of their faith to expel them. 
  21. Pound for pound, the most valuable treasure in town is not silver or gold, but the cache of saffron hidden in the spice merchant’s shop. 
  22. Priestess Ciana has great healing powers, but those she raises from the dead sometimes take on her personality traits. 
  23. Pulsing green lights are frequently observed near the abandoned mines south of the city. 
  24. Recent rains flooded the catacombs beneath the city; strange things are floating to the surface.
  25. Someone is stealing all of the town’s church bells. 
  26. Somewhere in the city, the priceless Altar of Kych is hidden in plain sight.
  27. The armorer Casabon just received a shipment of Zhenish steel, which will make fine blades for those who can afford them.
  28. The astronomer Harun the Subtle reports sighting a circle of new red stars in the sky. The Royal Astrological Society has offered a reward to anyone who can conclusively explain the meaning of this omen.
  29. The beloved singer Dulari has fallen prey to a terrible illness, one the healers can’t cure. 
  30. The bullying city watchman Moyalva has been extorting money from the weak and helpless.
  31. The courtier Vivando has fallen out of favor with the king, who suspects him of having eyes for the princess.
  32. The exiled prince of Cadis unwisely dismissed a churlish servant who knows too much about his master’s business.
  33. The feathers that rained down on Beggar’s Alley last night came from the wings of battling archons.
  34. The floorboards beneath the Trembling Pig Inn are hollow and full of stolen gold.
  35. Pirates have disrupted grain shipments meant for the kingdom; starvation looms if traders cannot resupply in time.
  36. The high sheriff becomes violently enraged if anyone accuses him of having orc blood. 
  37. The king is a usurper who has the real heir to the throne chained up in his basement.
  38. The king plans to build new watchtowers around the city. Laborers, once desperate for work, will soon be hard to hire.
  39. The king’s chief minister plans to step down, making way for his clever but abrasive protégé. 
  40. The philosopher Frabreck has released another pamphlet arguing for the conquest of the orc lands, so that its peoples can be liberated from evil and placed under the king’s benevolent rule.
  41. The rancher Septimus is raising a flock of strange reptilian beasts on his farm.
  42. The retainers of an unpopular knight quelled an uprising on his lands by fi ring crossbows into an unarmed throng.
  43. The rich merchant Zaguant has learned that pirates have sold his son into slavery.
  44. The son and daughter of two rival merchant families eloped a few weeks ago. Both fathers offer a reward for the son: his father aims to protect him, but the girl’s wants him dead.
  45. Whenever a member of the murderous Lampedusa clan is slain, the weapon used to deal the death blow is permanently imbued with powerful magic.
  46. The young adventurer Brialda carries a shield bearing the crest of the Acatero family, even though, as an illegitimate daughter of that clan, she is not entitled to it. 
  47. An ancient throne lies buried in a field nearby. Anyone who sits on the throne for an entire night will rise from it a wise man or a lunatic.
  48. They say that if you listen long enough to the water lapping against the shore near the statue of King Brand, you will hear the name of an innocent person you are fated to kill. 
  49. They’re slaughtering more than just cows and sheep at the old abattoir down by the piers.
  50. Whenever ravens gather on the clock tower, a mighty hero dies. 
Bonus Recipe: Salted Radish Sandwiches

This is a bonus recipe during a heart event with Alex. I have a video accompanied with this recipe, but my friend is making some music for it, so I’m waiting on her before I can post it.
Difficult: Easy, 5 minutes. Makes 2 slices.

-2 slices of bread*
-3 or 4 radishes, depending on size
-3 tablespoons cream cheese or butter
-fresh or dried dill, to taste
-salt and pepper, to taste

*apparently it’s common for people to make this with a baguette sliced length-wise, but any type of bread is acceptable. I used a homemade honey rye.

In a small bowl, mix together the cream cheese and dill. You can also do this with the butter if you like, or not at all (I did one slice cream cheese, one slice butter).

Spread the cream cheese or butter on the bread. Slice the radishes thinly and place them on top, and then sprinkle with salt and pepper to your liking. 

Note that the salt will draw water out of the radishes, so they should be consumed quickly after preparing. Garnish with a small piece of fresh dill if you like.

Radishes generally have a sharp or spicy taste to them, but the cream cheese/butter and salt completely remove the sharp flavour, leaving a hearty and pleasant taste behind. 

-SVR

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Heartbreaking photos of Abdelhak Nouri’s brother (first 3 photos) and his father (outside his car) thanking hundreds of Ajax-fans for showing their support to Appie and his family on Friday night. They came together in front of his house and nearby the field where Nouri used to play as a child.

The emotional fans came together to grief and show support to the family. Also the entire Ajax selection attended the gathering and were visibly emotional. Justin Kluivert, Kasper Dolberg, Hakim ZIyech, Klaas Jan Huntelaar, Donny van de Beek, David Neres, Amin Younes (who came back early from his holiday because of this tragedy) and Reading player Pelle Clement (who player with Nouri for years at Ajax) came to the gathering. After the players visited the family they thanked the fans for coming and showing their support.

After a while the family requested the fans to leave and they all did quietly. The family knew about this gathering and agreed to it.

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-he’s the most protective teddy bear ever

-being one of the only people who can get a rare smile out of him

-he gets so embarrassed by his love for you though

-like he’s supposed to be this tough guy and then he’s a puppy when you’re around

-lingering touches because every touch could be your last

-everyone getting adorable-overload when they see you together

-sharing a tent/room

-him being a human heater, seriously that boy is hot

-his hands are huge also so when he cups your face for kisses its amazing, or when his hands are on your hips, or just any time because hands

-hugs where he never wants to let go

-he’d never want you you go on dangerous missions though, unless he was there to make sure nothing happened

-he would not trust your safety to anyone other than himself

-sometimes he’d get you flowers from a nearby field

-or just any present he could manage

-he’d be a hand holder

-the happiest anyone ever sees him is when he’s with you

-private conversations in deserted corridors

-stolen kisses before missions

-yeah he’d be a face grabber for kisses

-sometimes you two have a day where you just lay in bed and try to forget everything else

-being good friends with Octavia

-Bellamy adoring you for being good friends with Octavia

-she’d constantly be bugging him about asking you to marry him

-he’d find little treasures, maybe a ring, and he’d ask you

-he’d always find cute dates for the two of you (because nothing but the best for his queen)

-him reading late at night while you sleep on his chest

-finding books for him because you know how much he loves to read

-him telling you stories about history

-reading in that voice of his to you while you try to fall asleep, his voice being the last thing you hear until you sleep

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Popular Pesticides Keep Bumblebees From Laying Eggs
A new study is adding to evidence that a popular class of pesticides, neonicotinoids, can harm wild bees, like bumblebees.

Wild bees, such as bumblebees, don’t get as much love as honeybees, but they should.

They play just as crucial a role in pollinating many fruits, vegetables and wildflowers, and compared to managed colonies of honeybees, they’re in much greater jeopardy.

A group of scientists in the United Kingdom decided to look at how bumblebee queens are affected by some widely used and highly controversial pesticides known as neonicotinoids. What they found isn’t pretty.

Neonics, as they’re often called, are applied as a coating on the seeds of some of the most widely grown crops in the country, including corn, soybeans and canola. These pesticides are “systemic” — they move throughout the growing plants. Traces of them end up in pollen, which bees consume. Neonicotinoid residues also have been found in the pollen of wildflowers growing near fields and in nearby streams…

The Columbine High School Massacre

One of the most infamous school shootings in US history and one of the most frequently talked-about subjects in the true crime community, the Columbine High School Massacre was a tragedy that definitely left a mark on the world. This post is going to explain in detail the events of the shooting. 


On the morning of April 20, 1999, two Columbine students put their year-long plans into action. Eric Harris, 18, and Dylan Klebold, 17, arrived at their high school separately around 11:10am. Both were heavily armed with guns, knives, and several home-made pipe bombs. Harris carried a Hi-Point model 995 carbine rifle and a sawed-off pump-action shotgun, while Klebold was armed with a Tech-DC9 9-mm semi-automatic handgun and an additional sawed-off double barrel shotgun. The pair wore their usual attire of black trench coats, as well as personalized t-shirts. Klebold’s black t-shirt displayed the word “WRATH” in bright red lettering, while Harris wore a white t-shirt with the words “NATURAL SELECTION”. When the two arrived at Columbine High School, they each parked their cars on each side of the school cafeteria’s entrance, as the cafeteria was their main target. 

Photo: The knives of which Harris and Klebold were armed with.

Photo: The firearms used in the massacre.


Prior to arriving at the school, Harris and Klebold had planted a small fire bomb in a nearby field. This bomb was set to detonate at 11:14am and was intended to be a distraction for firefighters and emergency services. Luckily this bomb only partially exploded, causing a small fire that was quickly extinguished by the fire department. Back at the school, the vehicles of each perpetrator contained additional bombs set to explode at noon. Harris and Klebold first entered the school to plant two 20-pound propane bombs, which were concealed in duffle bags, in the cafeteria. This action was not caught on the school’s security footage due to the tapes being switched out. These bombs were set to blast at 11:17am. The strategy of the perpetrators was to eliminate the majority of the school population during the busiest lunch time, then execute any remaining survivors.


When duo returned to each of their cars to await the explosion, Harris encountered Brooks Brown, a fellow student. The two had a history of conflicts with each other, but they had recently made amends. Brown approached Harris, remembering that he had been absent from an important class test. After mentioning this, Harris stated “It doesn’t matter anymore”, and continued on saying, “Brooks, I like you now. Get out of here. Go home.” Brown nervously decided to walk away and later heard what sounded like gunshots.


Fortunately the propane bomb explosions failed to occur. It was later discovered that if they had exploded with full power, all 488 people present in the cafeteria at the time would have been killed, or at the least severely injured. The ceiling also could have collapsed, dropping the school’s library onto the cafeteria. When the bombs failed to detonate, Harris and Klebold decided to proceed with their plans. They approached the west entrance of the school at 11:19am, throwing a pipe bomb in the direction of Rachel Scott and Richard Castaldo. The two friends were having lunch together when Castaldo noticed an object being thrown towards them. The pipe bomb only partially exploded, causing Castadlo to assume that this was merely a senior prank. Harris then yelled “Go! Go!” according to a witness, and both shooters retrieved guns from their trench coats. They first began to shoot at Scott and Castaldo. Rachel Scott is believed to have been shot first, ultimately a total of four times, by Harris. She was killed instantly. Castaldo was shot eight times in the arm, chest and abdomen. He became paralyzed below the chest and fell into unconsciousness.


Following this, Harris removed his coat and shot in the direction of three students ascending from a staircase. The students were Daniel Rohrbough and Sean Graves, both 15, and Lance Kirklin, 16. All three were hit and wounded. Meanwhile, inside of the school cafeteria, students had heard the commotion outside and believed they were witnessing a senior prank. A teacher by the name of Dave Sanders realized that the school was really being attacked and took immediate action. Sanders successfully evacuated the majority of the students in the cafeteria and continued to secure as much of the school as possible. Back outside the school, the perpetrators began firing towards five students sitting on a grassy hillside. A 15-year-old boy named Michael Johnson was shot in the face, arm, and leg, but was able to run and escape. Mark Taylor, 16, was shot in the arms, chest, and leg; he fell to the ground. The remaining three students were able to get away unharmed.


It was at this time that Dylan Klebold approached the injured Lance Kirklin, who was weakly calling for help. Klebold shot him in the face after saying “Sure, I’ll help you”. Kirklin miraculously survived. Sean Graves, who was paralyzed below the waist, had crawled through the doorway of a cafeteria entrance and collapsed. Daniel Rohrbough, who had already been fatally shot by Harris minutes before, was shot again at close range in the upper chest by Klebold. The same gunman then walked over the injured body of Sean Graves, entering the cafeteria (possibly to check on the propane bombs inside). Eric Harris shot at numerous students sitting near the cafeteria’s entrance, seriously wounding Anne-Marie Hochhalter, 17, as she attempted to flee. Klebold afterwards met back up with Harris and the two fired at students near a soccer field; nobody was hit. The shooters then walked towards the west entrance once more, throwing pipe bombs (most of which failed to explode).


As Harris and Klebold were approaching the doors, so was art teacher Patti Nielson and Brian Anderson, a 17-year-old student. Nielson had noticed the pandemonium and was intending to tell the perpetrators to “knock it off”, as she also assumed they were pulling a prank or filming a video. When Anderson opened the first set of double doors, the shooters fired at the windows. Nielson was hit in the shoulder with shrapnel and Anderson was hit by flying glass. Nielson immediately rushed into the school library, warning everyone about the dangers; the injured Anderson stayed behind. Nielson instructed those in the library to get underneath tables and stay quiet, afterwards calling 911.


Deputy Neil Gardner, an armed full-time Student Resource Officer, was contacted through his radio at 11:22am. Gardner’s assistance had been requested in the school’s senior parking lot and while driving there it was reported that a female was down. As he arrived at the parking lot at around 11:24am, another call was heard on his radio: “Neil, there’s a shooter in the school”. When Eric Harris noticed Deputy Gardner, he immediately fired at him using his carbine rifle. Harris fired a total of ten shots at Gardner, who was approximately 60 yards away. When Harris diverted his eyes to reload his firearm, Gardner returned four rounds of fire. However, Gardner was not wearing his prescription glasses and was unable to hit the shooter. Harris then entered the school building; no one was injured during this standoff.


Within just the first five minutes of the massacre, two students had been killed, ten were wounded, and one of the shooters had endured a firefight with an armed officer. 


For the next several minutes Harris and Klebold walked through the school, throwing pipe bombs and shooting at anyone who encountered them. It was then that Klebold shot student Stephanie Munson in the ankle. Regardless of her injuries, she was able to flee from the school. The gunmen shot out several windows and continued to fire at students they spotted while making their way through the halls, ultimately failing to hit anyone. 


Another firefight erupted between two newly arrived deputies and Eric Harris, but again no one was harmed. In the meantime Dave Sanders and another student were still securing the school. They came across the shooters and quickly ran in the opposite direction as they were shot at. The student was able to get away unharmed, but Sanders suffered two gunshot wounds to the chest. When the shooters left, Sanders began struggling towards a classroom holding 30 students. When the injured Sanders entered the classroom, students there placed a sign in a window for authorities and medical services. The sign read “1 bleeding to death”.


Despite the circumstances, teachers were able to recruit a student named Aaron Hancey and brought him to the location of Dave Sanders. Hancey had first aid knowledge, and with the help of student Kevin Starkey and teacher Teresa Miller, was able to conduct procedures on Sanders for a full three hours or so. They tried to stem the blood loss using the shirt of various students while also maintaining contact with officials outside. 


Now, at 11:29am, the worst part of the massacre would take place. Patti Nielson had been speaking with emergency services on the phone since approximately 11:25am, and stayed on the line during the entire attack on the library, recording the events. Harris and Klebold first threw two bombs into the library hallway, damaging lockers. After this they entered the library itself, where a total of 56 people were present. Harris yelled “Get up!” at a volume so loud that he can be heard on the 911 recording. Later reports from witnesses claim that the perpetrators then also yelled “All jocks stand up! We’ll get the guys in white hats!”. 


When nobody stood up in response to the gunmen, Harris shouted “Fine, I’ll start shooting anyway!”. He first used his shotgun, firing twice at a desk; Evan Todd was hit by wood splinters, but wasn’t seriously injured. Harris and Klebold then walked to the opposite end of the library, towards two rows of computers. Klebold murdered Kyle Velasquez, 16, firing at his head and back. Both of the shooters then reloaded their weapons. Harris spoke to Klebold, saying “Let’s go kill some cops”, and the two proceeded to shoot at police through a window; the officers fired back. No injuries occurred during this exchange. Klebold afterwards fired his shotgun at a table, injuring Patrick Ireland, Daniel Steepleton, and Makai Hall. He then removed his trench coat while Harris fired his shotgun underneath a table without looking. He hit Steven Curnow, 14, in the neck, killing him.


Following this Harris fired under another table, injuring Kacey Ruegsegger, 17. The bullet went through her right shoulder, as well as her hand, and grazed her neck, severing a major artery. When Ruegsegger began to gasp in pain, Harris told her “Quit your bitching.” Next the gunman walked over to a different table and knocked on the surface twice. He then knelt to the ground, saying “peek-a-boo” before firing a single shot into the head of Cassie Bernall. When shooting Bernall, Harris had been holding onto his shotgun with only one hand, causing the weapon hit his face in recoil; he broke his nose as a result. 


After the execution of Cassie Bernall, Harris turned to another table and asked Bree Pasquale if she wanted to die. Pasquale simply replied with a plea for her life. It was reported that at this time Harris seemed disorientated; this was likely a result of the heavy bleeding from his broken nose. During this encounter with Pasquale, the other perpetrator witnessed Patrick Ireland attempting to provide aid for another wounded student. Ireland’s head rose above the table and Klebold shot him a second time; Ireland was hit twice in the head and once in his foot. Thankfully Ireland survived this, but he fell unconscious. Klebold then discovered more students -who were also popular athletes- hiding underneath a single table. These three students were Isaiah Shoels, 18, Matthew Kechter, 16, and Craig Scott (the younger brother of Rachel Scott), 16. Klebold attempted to pull Shoels out from under the table as he called to Harris. Using Harris’ nickname, Klebold shouted “REB! There’s a nigger over here!”. Harris then left Pasquale behind and joined his partner.


As reported by witnesses, the perpetrators insulted Shoels for a time, making derogatory racial remarks. Moments later Harris shot Shoels in the chest, killing him. Klebold opened fire as well, murdering Matthew Kechter. “Who’s ready to die next?” Harris afterwards yelled. Throughout this exchange, Craig Scott laid unharmed in his friend’s blood, fearing death. A carbon dioxide bomb was thrown by Harris in the direction of Patrick Ireland, Makai Hall, and Daniel Steepleton. The bomb landed on Steepleton’s thigh, but was quickly thrown away by Hall. After these events Harris walked over to a bookcase, jumped on it, and began to shake it. He additionally fired a random shot in that general area while Klebold walked around and shot at a display case next to the library door.


Klebold then began shooting at the table closest to him. He hit Mark Kintgen, 17, in the head and shoulder. Lisa Kreutz and Valeen Schnurr, both 18, were injured next, getting hit with the same gunshot blast. After this Klebold moved towards the same table, shooting and killing Lauren Townsend, 18, with his Tech-DC9 handgun. When Schnurr, who was suffering from serious injuries, began to scream “Oh my God, oh my God!”, Klebold asked if she believed in the existence of God. When she replied yes, the shooter asked her “Why?” before leaving the table. At this time Harris knelt down at a table, dismissing two girls as “pathetic”. He then approached another table and fired two shots; Nicole Nowlen and John Tomlin, both 16 years old, were injured. As Tomlin tried to move away from the table, Klebold kicked him and Harris mocked his attempt to escape. Tomlin was shot repeatedly and murdered by Klebold.


Harris walked back to where Lauren Townsend lay dead and found Kelly Fleming, 16, hiding behind a table rather than under it due to lack of space. She was shot in the back by Harris, and died instantly. The gunman fired again, hitting the already deceased Lauren Townsend and the injured Lisa Kreutz. The shooters then proceeded to the center of the library and again reloaded their weapons. Harris took notice to a student hiding nearby and asked him to identify himself. This student identified himself as John Savage, who had came to the library to study earlier in the day. Savage identified himself with the belief that the shooters were only targeting jocks, which he himself was not, in an attempt to save his own life. Savage questioned Klebold, asking what they were doing, and Klebold plainly answered “Oh, just killing people”. After this Savage asked if they were going to kill him. Possibly due to the sound of a fire alarm, Klebold asked “What?” and he repeated his question. Klebold hesitated, but told him to leave. Savage immediately fled from the library, running quickly as he feared the shooters may change their minds about letting him go. He made it out of the school safely.


Daniel Mauser would lose his life next. After Savage’s escape, Harris turned and fired his carbine rifle at Mauser, grazing his ear. Mauser, 15, then bravely fought back. He shoved a chair at Harris, but the shooter fired again and fatally hit him in the face at close range. Both perpetrators then moved south, firing randomly at another table, where they critically injured Jennifer Doyle and Austin Eubanks, 17. Corey DePooter, 17, the final victim of the massacre, was also murdered here. He died at approximately 11:35am and was later acknowledged for keeping his friends calm during the attack.


There were no further injuries after the death of DePooter. Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold murdered 10 people and injured 12 in the library. 34 people remained there unharmed. It was eventually revealed that the shooters had enough ammunition to have killed everyone in the library.


Witnesses reported that at this time Klebold said “Maybe we should start knifing people, that might be more fun”. The shooters moved to the library’s main counter and Harris threw a Molotov cocktail towards another end of the library, but it failed to explode. Harris and Klebold then walked over to where Evan Todd had hid after being initially wounded. They mocked Todd and demanded to see his face. Todd only partially lifted his white hat, and Klebold asked for a reason to not kill him. “I don’t want trouble”, Todd had said. The gunman further taunted the student, saying “You used to call me a fag. Who’s a fag now?!”. The perpetrators continued this momentarily, debating whether or not to murder Todd, ultimately walking away.


Possibly due to Harris’ disorientation the two decided to leave the library at 11:36am. Before exiting, Klebold fired a shot into an open library staff room, where he hit a small television. He also grabbed a chair and slammed it down on top of the counter directly above where Patti Nielson was hiding. With great fear and caution, survivors in the library began to evacuate through the north door, leading them to a sidewalk next to the west entrance of the school. Kacey Ruegsegger was evacuated from the library by Craig Scott; if she had not been evacuated at that time, Ruegsegger likely would have died from her injuries. The injured and unconscious Patrick Ireland and the injured Lisa Kreutz were unable to move and therefore remained in the school.


Teacher Patti Nielson joined student Brian Anderson and three library staff members in the staff break room that Klebold had previously fired shots into. They locked themselves in this room where they remained until approximately 3:30pm, when they were evacuated. Meanwhile the gunmen walked through the building, causing a small fire in an empty storage closet which was quickly put out and shooting into an empty science classroom. Soon they reentered the cafeteria. Harris knelt down and fired towards one of the propane bombs in a failed attempt to detonate it. He also took a sip from a drink that was left behind in the cafeteria while Klebold examined one of the propane bombs. 


As the two shooters departed the cafeteria, Klebold threw a Molotov cocktail, which exploded and partially detonated one of the propane bombs at 11:46am. Within minutes, about one gallon of fuel was ignited in the same area, causing a fire which was extinguished by the school’s fire sprinklers. After leaving the cafeteria Harris and Klebold returned to the hallways, shooting aimlessly. As they wandered, the shooters occasionally approached classroom doors, looking inside. They made make eye contact with those inside, but did not attempted to enter any of the rooms. At one point the gunmen reloaded their weapons near the room where Dave Sanders was being attended to. Aaron Hancey later spoke about jumping away from the classroom door’s window, and how those moments were some of the scariest for him during the entire massacre.


The perpetrators arrived at a bathroom and the taunted students inside, making remarks such as “We know you’re in there” and “Let’s kill anyone we find in here”. Neither shooter attempted to enter the restroom and no one there was harmed. Around 11:55am Harris and Klebold entered the cafeteria once more. They briefly entered the school kitchen, then went back up a staircase and into the school’s south hallway. Harris and Klebold finally entered the library at 12:02pm. They began shooting at police officers outside, who returned fire, but as before no one was injured.


At 12:08pm, approximately 49 minutes after the beginning of the massacre, Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold committed suicide. Patti Nielson suddenly heard the two shout in unison, “One! Two! Three!”. These words were followed by the sound of gunfire. Harris had fired his shotgun through the roof of his mouth, and Klebold had pulled the trigger as he held his Tech-DC9 handgun up to his left temple.


By 1:09pm SWAT teams had entered the school, going through each classroom individually, discovering and evacuating hidden students and faculty members. At 2:38pm, the injured Patrick Ireland had been able to crawl to the library’s windows. Since being shot by Klebold, he had regained and lost consciousness several times. Ireland stretched himself out of a broken window, intending to be caught by two members of the SWAT team who were standing on top of an emergency vehicle. However, Ireland suddenly fell and landed on the roof of the vehicle. Lisa Kreutz, injured and still in the building, kept track of time by listening to the school’s bells until she was evacuated. Kreutz, along with Patti Nielson, Brian Anderson, and the three library staff members, were safely evacuated by authorities around 3:22pm.


Despite Aaron Hancey and other’s attempts to aid Dave Sanders, he unfortunately passed away by 3:00pm. Sanders was the only teacher to die in the massacre.


A total of 15 lives were lost, including the two lives of the shooters. An additional 24 people were injured; 21 of these injuries were a result of gunfire and the other three occurred while fleeing the school. 188 rounds of ammunition in all were fired by the two perpetrators; 121 by Harris and 67 by Klebold. The police also fired 141 rounds of ammunition during the gunfights with the shooters. Columbine High School was declared safe at 4:30pm, and additional explosives were discovered by authorities in the following hours. After some findings, the sheriff decided to mark the entire school as a crime scene. The bodies of the deceased were still inside of the building at the time. Throughout the late hours of the day, the bodies were removed from the school grounds and taken to the Jefferson County Coroner’s Office where they would be identified and autopsied. It was around 5:00pm when the names of most of the perished were released.

Finding Clint

Pairing: Clint x f!Reader

Request:

Clint x Reader where she and Clint go on vacation and Clint gets lost and she flips out.

A/N: i feel like the avengers should not be let out of the base without supervision bc this is the 3rd (?) chat where one of them gets lost and i love it.


Clint has created a chatroom.

Clint has added Natasha, Bruce, Tony, Steve, Thor.

Clint: Guess who’s lost?

Clint: Lost again.

Clint: Clint is lost.

Clint: PLEASE DON’T TELL MY GIRLFRIEND.

Thor: I’M TELLING LADY Y/N

Clint: Oh c'mon! What have I ever done to you?!

Natasha: Thor, I don’t think it’s wise you piss me off any further.

Clint: Ohhhh snap, you made Tasha angry!

Thor: I do not fear for the Black Widow.

Bruce: Stop lying.

Thor: Fine, my apologies. I shan’t inform lady Y/N that her boyfriend lacks direction. There is no need for Lady Natasha to become angry… I doth not understand why.

Natasha: If Y/N finds out, she’s going to freak out, and then Tony will start freaking out, and then Steve will start freaking out because Tony’s freaking out over Y/N freaking out, and then Thor will start freaking out because his tiny humans are freaking out, and then Bruce will start to freak out and then I will start freaking out because Bruce is freaking out over Thor freaking out and Thor is freaking out because his humans are freaking out and Steve is freaking out over Tony freaking out for Y/N and Clint will leave the chat and disappear, becoming  a hermit because that’s better than being the cause for his girlfriend freaking out and the team losing their minds. Now do you get why, Thor?

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okay so today was senior prank day at my high school.

there was the usual bouncy-house, blocking out the teacher’s parking lot, jumping off the third floor and onto the bouncy-house, painting stuff on the windows, etc. except this time some people brought cows in from a nearby field and released them into the school.

They released four cows into the school and we’ve only found three.

so now the whole school is on this manhunt (cowhunt?) looking for these damn cows please help us.

HEY. UNDERTALE FANS.

I FOUND MOUNT EBOTT.

BEHOLD, MOUNT HOOD IN OREGON.

THIS IS A STRATOVOLCANO (HOTLANDS) WITH GLACIERS AND SNOW FIELDS (SNOWDIN), NEARBY A LAKE (WATERFALL), WITH AN ACTUAL VILLAGE AT ITS BASE.

NOW ALL YOUR SURFACETALE DREAMS CAN COME TRUE.

GO FORTH MY CHILDREN. WRITE THE FANFICTION.

Concept: Al and Winry laying in the sloping green fields of Resembool nearby the Rockbell home. It hasn’t been long since he tried to bring back his mother and Ed is still on bed rest. He’s only 10 years old and is still struggling to make sense of everything that’s happened: the pain his brother is going through; the permanent loss of their mother, now unassuaged by hope; the memories of the transmutation he can’t recall; and the differentness of this new form, so much more powerful and deadly than he ever should have been in life, and terrifyingly less human.

He doesn’t say any of this to Winry, partly because he doesn’t want to worry her, and partly because a 10 year old’s vocabulary does not lend itself to thoughtful processing of emotion. They lay there, underneath the warm sun and among flowers and distant fields, as they’ve done their entire childhood. It’s almost like nothing has changed, except for the burning knowledge that everything has.

Winry sits up. “You remember when we used to make daisy chains as kids?” she asks, as if they’re not still kids.

Al nods because he can remember Winry trying to put a flower crown on the head of a six year old Ed before he tore it off in indignation at something “girly”. Both boys ended up spending the rest of the afternoon learning how to make them in order to appease her. It had been fun.

Winry starts collecting the flowers around her and Al helps, in quiet distraction. They start linking them and laughing and remembering that time five years ago. Winry’s eleven years in the world have also weighed on her more heavily than most, but it’s easy to forget now, when it’s sunny and green and springtime and Al has placed a chain of daisies in her hair.

She wraps the long chain of daisies she’s been forming around his armor and finds herself sticking the rest of the flowers every which way into the cracks and crevices of his armor, until this form, this false body he’s been cursed with, has become a monument to life.

“It looks beautiful,” she says. He agrees, and laughs a little. It looks beautiful.

Sasquatch Squash

Have you ever seen a pumpkin as big as a small car growing in a nearby field?

Probably not, as pumpkins are naturally pretty modest-sized squashes. However, with a little manipulation and some closed cross pollination, people have figured out how to make pumpkins grow to colossal sizes, making them a great example of how humans can impact and alter nature.

The museum is exploring how people are changing our planet in the new exhibition We Are Nature: Living in the Anthropocene, which opens October 28.

The Anthropocene is the concept that human activity has had such a profound and pervasive impact on the planet that effects will be present in the fossil record millions of years from now.

Before the opening of the exhibition, which will feature specimens from the hidden collection, interactives, and more, the museum will have a giant orange delivery to kick off the conversation!

Local growers Dave and Carol Stelts grew a pumpkin that’s nearly 2,000 pounds that will be on display in the museum’s Sculpture Courtyard.

It takes more than a wave of a wand and the magic words “bippity boppity boo” to get pumpkins to grow this large.

Dave said this particular pumpkin was planted in June and grew 45-50 pounds a day for three consecutive weeks to reach its colossal size! He said it came from a “super seed” created by cross breeding large pumpkins.

The pumpkin will arrive by truck October 15 and will be on display for several months until it begins to rot. Come check it out!


Humanity and the environment are connected in new and complicated ways in the Anthropocene­—the proposed geological era in which we now live. Learn more in Carnegie Museum of Natural History’s new exhibition We Are Nature­: Living in the Anthropocene, opening October 28.

Imagine...Getting Lazy

Originally posted by bottomnoctis

Request: Hey! So glad your requests are open! So I wonder if you could write DeanxReader, where the reader thinks that Dean doesn’t love her anymore because he doesn’t touch her like he used to and isn’t as flirty as he used to be with her? But it turns out that he thinks the same about her and he is just unsure how to handle the situation and it all ends fluffy?

Pairing: Dean x reader


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goblin!jinyoung;

Originally posted by the-princejinyoung

  • for the request for spirit!jinyoung!! i changed it up quite a bit as you can see, so hopefully you like the idea
  • this is also heavily based off goblin, the kdrama, but it doesn’t follow the same storyline, so much as it just uses its definition of the goblin and life consequences of the goblin

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Headcanon

At Ginny and Luna’s wedding reception, the various Hogwarts graduates got steadily drunker as the night wore on.

Ron started weeping into Hermione’s shoulder whilst the two sung ABBA’s ‘Dancing Queen’. Hermione then started sobbing as well.

Seamus passed out and started snoring in Dean’s lap. Dean started stroking Seamus’ hair.  

At one point, Oliver Wood began dad-dancing with Padma Patil. He then did the same with Charlie Weasley, but Oliver started blushing halfway through.

Parvati and Lavender snuck out into a nearby field and didn’t return for over an hour. When they did return, both of them had smeared lipstick marks all over their faces.  

Being the only sober people, Neville and Hannah eventually managed to pack them all into a taxi-bus at 3am, although they decided not to mention to their friends about their drunken antics. 

A Way to You Again: Part 7

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Language, Angst, Panic Attacks

Word Count:  1350

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Summary: Bucky and Y/N have been fairly successful at keeping their relationship hidden from the rest of the Avengers. That is… until Nat walks into the kitchen one night and finds Bucky kissing Y/N. While Y/N is relieved that their relationship is out in the open it soon becomes more complicated than she could have ever imagined.

Author’s Notes: Thanks to the lovely @melconnor2007 for the request. 

DRAMA!

I always love hearing from you guys <3.

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Originally posted by sansqstark

The next few minutes were a blur of me screaming expletives shrilly at Steve. “STEVEN FUCKING GRANT ROGERS – YOU LITTLE SHIT!” I yelled as I punched him in the arm.

“Hey! We could wreck! Maybe take it out on me later?” he asked as he rolled his eyes.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked – trying to keep my voice level and failing miserably.

He shrugged somewhat apologetically. “Look – I’ve known Buck for a long time. He’s miserable without you, but he thinks you’re better off without him. He was driving himself crazy about it but refused to even listen to Tony when he said he knew where you were. He’s stubborn – there’s just no way around it,” he explained defensively – keeping an eye on me to make sure no further punches were in his immediate future.

“So… so he has no idea I’m coming?” I asked nervously as I chewed on my bottom lip.

“No,” Steve responded matter-of-factly. “But I can assure you he will be relieved when he sees you,” he added.

“Steve, pull over for a second,” I choked out as pure panic gripped me.

“Oh come on, Y/N! You can’t drive!” he whined.

“Pull over!” I yelled. The urgency in my voice finally prompted him to oblige. I jumped out of the car before it had fully stopped and ran into the nearby field where I promptly fell to my knees and vomited. I wiped my mouth with the back of my shaking hand as I rose unsteadily to my feet. So Bucky didn’t initiate this. He hadn’t even tried. His best friend was fighting for me and he wasn’t even trying. As I trudged back to the car I wished that I had never agreed to come back. I was better off alone.

“Are you okay?” Steve asked quietly as I climbed back into my seat and closed the door behind me.

“Why didn’t you tell me Steve?” I asked as tears pricked at the corners of my eyes.

He was quiet for a moment before he turned to me. “Because I knew you would never come back if I told you. What kind of friend would I be to either of you if I sat by idly and let you both ruin this?” When I looked into his eyes I knew that he meant it. He wanted so desperately for things to be fixed, but for some reason I doubted it would ever happen. I smiled at him weakly as he pulled the car back onto the interstate. The sudden feeling of panic had completely drained my energy. I resolved myself to finally lay my head back down on my makeshift pillow and close my eyes wearily. Within minutes I had fallen fast asleep.


“Y/N,” Steve whispered as he shook me softly. I grunted in reply. Why was he being so persistent in trying to wake me up? I just wanted to sleep a little longer.

“Go away,” I muttered grumpily as I tried to shoo his hands away from my arm.

“We’re here,” he finally said out of exasperation. This caused me to wake fully with a start.

“Oh,” I muttered nervously as I looked around the parking garage of Stark Tower. Bucky’s motorcycle was parked two spaces down – my heart almost jumped through my chest when I saw it.

“I’ll get your bags,” Steve responded as I exited the car.

The elevator ride was mostly quiet. Even after the nearly four-hour nap I had taken on the way to the tower I was exhausted. More than anything I wanted to escape to my room, take a long hot shower, and rest. The idea of seeing Bucky after the long drive was exhausting within itself. As the elevator doors opened we were greeted with laughter from the common room.

“Yo! Y/N!” Sam yelled from the couch – waving at me. “How was your vacation?” I smiled warmly at him and saw Tony turn to face me from one of the many chairs in the room. He offered me a small wink of hello. He had kept up the façade for me, god bless him, no one but those involved knew.

“It was great Sam, thanks,” I managed to respond back quietly.

“Who are you talking to?” Bucky called to Sam as he walked out of the kitchen – Natasha following closely behind. Sam didn’t have time to respond before Bucky’s eyes found me – the plate of food he had been carrying fell to the floor and shattered.

“Hi Buck,” I responded quietly, averting my eyes from him.

“Dude, what the fuck? You need help carrying your food around, grandpa?” Sam chastised as Bucky scrambled to the floor to carefully pick up the shards of glass and food that now littered it. It gave me an easy out.

“Well the drive was exhausting so I’m… erm… gonna head to my room to rest for awhile. I’ll be up in a few hours,” I muttered as I turned on my heel and fled towards the hallway that led to our rooms.

“Don’t forget – team dinner and meeting at seven!” Tony called casually behind me. I sighed as I neared my door— It wasn’t going to be easy to hideout in my room after all.


“Are you okay?” Steve whispered as he closed the door to my room behind him.

“Um.. yeah… I think so,” I responded lamely as I shifted uneasily. The sight of Nat being so close to Bucky made me want to scream.  “I think I’m just going to take a shower and sleep for a few more hours. I feel exhausted,” I muttered.

“Okay, let me know if you need anything. I’ll make sure you’re up for the meeting.” Steve smiled warmly at me as he opened the door.

“Steve?”

“Yeah, Y/N?”

“Will you lock the door before you close it, please?” He smiled sadly before turning the lock and closing the door behind him.

I sighed shakily as I sat on the corner of my bed. The last night I had spent in this room had been with Bucky and things had been so perfect. Now everything was all twisted up, and I didn’t know if there was a way to fix it. I pushed off the bed and headed to the shower – determined that it was exactly what I needed.


“What the hell were you thinking, Buck?” I could hear Steve’s raised voice through the wall. Dinner was less than an hour away so I grudgingly opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. Since Bucky’s room shared a wall with mine it was impossible to not hear the conversation that was unfolding on the other side.

“I don’t know, Steve,” Bucky responded gruffly.

“How about you try better than that?” Steve had hidden his anger pretty well for me, but he wasn’t holding back on his friend. It was the maddest I had ever heard him.

“Listen, I was lonely. You know what that’s like, right? She was there, and it was just a casual thing. It happened a few times… I know I shouldn’t have let it, but it did. I knew it was wrong so I ended it.”

“And then you did the same thing to Y/N?” Steve asked incredulously.

“It… No. I know it looks the same, but it isn’t. She’s different. It’s different with her. Well… it was different with her,” he added sadly.

“This is your mess, Buck. You better make it right with her,” Steve added before the slam of Bucky’s door rattled the wall.

There was a gentle knock at my door that caused me to shoot up out of the bed. “Who is it?” I asked nervously.

“It’s me,” Steve’s voice replied softly from the other side of the door. “Are you ready?”

“Yeah,” I called as I grabbed a zip up sweater and put it on absentmindedly. I opened the door and could immediately feel the tension rolling off of Steve.

“Are you okay?” I asked cautiously.

“Yeah, let’s get to dinner,” he responded as I followed him out of the room.


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sunday morning concept:

- cool air and mist covering the nearby fields and meadows

- birds singing

- drinking hot cocoa from your favorite mug and reading a book that you’ve been wanting to read for a long time

- after taking a shower you smell like your favourite shampoo

- open windows

- the smell of nature mixes with your shampoo

- listening to some calm music, maybe jazz or some chill beats

- nobody but you is awake

- nobody is going on your nerves

- just silence and you

- no social media, no phone, no tv

- just calm and peaceful

Is Bed Sharing Altruistic?

Part One of the Great Fic Writer Scavenger Hunt

In a rare twist of fate, Castiel was actually in the same vicinity as the Winchesters when another mass hunter’s gathering was announced. Evidently other hunters had no problem with networking. According to Mary, the gatherings happened at least once a month, with plenty of hunting tips, advice for hospitals that would look the other way with injuries and, more importantly, plenty of free beer.

While Dean still preferred to keep his distance, Sam rather enjoyed the few gatherings they’d manage to attend. In part because the guy geeked out over any transfer of knowledge, and in part because a certain Eileen was often present as well.

“Besides,” Sam argued as he packed his duffel, “It would be nice for other people to meet Cas for a change, being an angel and all.”

Dean glared. Sam had a good point. “Fine,” he muttered, before turning to Cas, who merely watched their conversation with confusion, “But we’re going to get you in some new clothes before we go.”

“Why?” Castiel tilted his head, protectively brushing his white and blue striped tie.

“Cuz we want you to come off as relatable,” Dean rolled his eyes, “And you aren’t doin’ that looking like an accountant. So.” He gestured vaguely with his hands in an attempt to make his point.

Castiel opened and closed his mouth, trying to come up with something to say before meekly poking his head into Sam’s closet instead. Sam chuckled, setting down a shirt he was folding. “You’ll have better luck wearing Dean’s stuff.”

With a very serious expression, Castiel emerged from the closet with a nod and wordlessly made his way into Dean’s room.

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