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There is only one pokemon I HATE and that is Mandibuzz.

Originally posted by mewtwooftheinternet

Up until the release of Sun and Moon I was neutral about it, it was interesting being a vulture and a surprisingly tanky Pokemon but then I read some Pokedex entries.

Its Moon entry reads:

I figured okay that is interesting, I never thought of these species having a rivalry before but that is nothing new to Pokemon. Then I read more Pokedex entries.

Cubone’s Sun entry:

Marowak’s Moon entry:

Wow this is worse than any other species rivalry I have seen in Pokemon and it feels like Mandibuzz is a far more despicable species than most other predatory Pokemon. At least most other prey Pokemon have natural defenses, especially those like Durant and Seviper in species rivalry.

It deliberately seeks out orphaned Cubone, hearing its cries like a dinner bell and swooping down on the helpless infant. Then to add insult to injury it accessorizes its nest, itself and its young with the bones of the Cubone, including its mother’s skull and its bone club. 

Mandibuzz has an unfair advantage, not only against the helpless Cubone, but against Marowak as well. Alolan Marowak are part ghost type which are weak to dark types and Cubone/normal Marowak are ground types which puts them at a severe disadvantage.

 I can imagine many a Marowak has stood its ground to protect its young from this predator despite the odds and all too often has lost, giving its life. Which would explain why so many wild Cubones are orphans. Team Rocket has got nothing on this ugly bird.

Sorry to fans of this Pokemon but fuck you Mandibuzz, you are the only Pokemon I hate.

Originally posted by kyurem

What a lovely thing a rose is!“

He walked past the couch to the open window and held up the drooping stalk of a moss-rose, looking down at the dainty blend of crimson and green. It was a new phase of his character to me, for I had never before seen him show any keen interest in natural objects.

"There is nothing in which deduction is so necessary as religion,” said he, leaning with his back against the shutters. “It can be built up as an exact science by the reasoner. Our highest assurance of the goodness of Providence seems to me to rest in the flowers. All other things, our powers, our desires, our food, are all really necessary for our existence in the first instance. But this rose is an extra. Its smell and its color are an embellishment of life, not a condition of it. It is only goodness which gives extras, and so I say again that we have much to hope from the flowers.

—  Arthur Conan Doyle, The Naval Treaty
Some Thoughts on Vol. 1 of the Skyrim Library

The book itself is quite gorgeous and high quality. The font could be a bit better imho but it’s by no means awful. All the information in the book is from ingame lorebooks and so there’s nothing  new  that you can’t find learn from spending the time ingame and/or browsing UESP

my biggest complaint about the book is that its called The Skyrim Library. If the book just covered topics/info that was specific to Skyrim I wouldn’t mind. But the book starts off with A Brief History of the Empire and even has a section on Morrowind later on in the book. I really feel it should be called The Elder Scrolls Library of even the Tamriel Library.

either way its got some nice images, some I’ve never seen before. One image  is pretty low quality unfortunately however. 

Some pictures below the cut

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     On January 23, 2015, after decades of storage, the M2-F1 finally went on display in a museum. She found her new home at the Air Force Flight Test Museum on Edwards Air Force Base, California. Before that, she was stored in a hangar at NASA Armstrong Flight Research Center, only seen by the occasional tour group. I was fortunate enough to photograph her at this previous location before the big move. The first four photos show the aircraft in its former storage area. The final six photos show the aircraft on display at its new location.

     When she arrived, I had the privilege of dusting her off, working as a volunteer for the Flight Test Museum. My first job was cleaning planes at the local airport as a young teenager. At my former job, I never cleaned anything as interesting as this and nothing gave me as much pride. For a brief moment, I felt like I was part of the lifting body story. I felt a connection to the NASA engineers who volunteered their time during construction to keep costs down. Volunteers worked to restore the aircraft in the 1990’s. We all volunteer for the same, simple reason; because we care about aviation.

     The story of the lifting body research vehicle had humble beginnings, starting with the M2-F1. NASA wanted a reusable spacecraft that could glide to and land on a conventional runway once it reentered the atmosphere, rather than splashing down in the ocean directly under its point of reentry like the Mercury spacecraft of the day. Wings are vulnerable to the intense heating and structural loads of launch and reentry. Additionally, wings are heavy; it seems a shame to drag them through an entire spaceflight, sacrificing cargo weight, only to use them for a few minutes at the end of the mission. Given the right shape, the fuselage alone could create enough lift to glide to a safe landing, or so they thought.

     Before a lifting body could fly in space, NASA had to figure out how to fly it in the atmosphere. Only $30,000 of discretionary funds were allocated for the construction of the vehicle. An additional $10,000 would later be spent on a crew ejection system. The Briegleb Glider Company constructed the bird of aluminium and wood in an area nicknamed the “Wright Bicycle Shop” at El Mirage Airport. In this shop, NASA engineers and technicians volunteered their time to construct the low budget aircraft.

     Starting on March 1, 1963, the M2-F1 began flight attempts while towed behind a brand new Pontiac Catalina convertible. When the car was hot-rodded, it reached speeds of 110 mph which was fast enough to lift the M2-F1 into the air. On August 16, 1963, the aircraft would be towed aloft by a C-47. Before air tows began, the aircraft was outfitted with an ejection seat and a small solid rocket motor that could offer up to five seconds of thrust. This rocket could be fired if landing sink rate was too high just before touchdown. The system was dubbed “Instant L/D”.

     Ten individuals piloted the M2-F1 during its research program. Fred Haise and Joe Engle each had one flight towed behind the Pontiac. They both would later become astronauts and fly the Space Shuttle. Air Force test pilot Brigadier General Chuck Yeager flew the M2-F1 five times, towed by the C-47 aircraft.

     Knowledge gained in this program was applied to the design of the Space Shuttle. Although the Shuttle had wings (added for extended cross range capability), its fuselage is a lifting body. The goal of the program was to put a lifting body shape on a spacefaring vehicle and this dream was realized. Now she’ll remain at the Air Force Flight Test Museum as an example of a humble vehicle that would ultimately change the world.

Dimension-hopping was nothing new to Alcor, but somehow he’d emerged, confused and blinking, into a completely different world. He’d seen what seemed like every possible variations, and glimpses of a world where the Transcendence never happened were almost familiar by this point. 

But this, though–he’d emerged, baffled, into an apartment occupied by well-maintained houseplants and a tall, thin man in sunglasses and a neat suit, who threatened him with a plant mister before demanding he explain himself.

As it turned out, the man was named Crowley, he was a demon, and this world hadn’t had the Transcendence because almost thirty years ago, an Apocalypse of Biblical proportions had tried and failed to happen. 

Literally Biblical. 

The rules here were completely different. He’d somehow, unwittingly, stepped out of his own reality and into a world ruled by Heaven and Hell, where demons were fallen angels and souls had a single permanent destination.

Somehow, this revelation had lead to the two sitting (although Alcor less sat and more just crossed his legs where he floated), wings spread, and Crowley’s enormous feathered wings dwarfed not only Alcor’s wings but Alcor himself, and Crowley produced drinks out of nowhere (tea for Alcor, who didn’t care much for the taste of alcohol unless he was planning to get drunk, and wine for Crowley, who did) and they compared notes, as the only real thing that a pair of sharp-dressed demons who weren’t truly evil could do. 

Altogether, it was far from the worst afternoon Alcor had spent, and, well. Crowley had said that if he ever felt like coming back for a visit, he might introduce him to his partner Aziraphale, who was an actual angel and also apparently owned a truly incredible secondhand bookstore. 

(And, he thought, looking ahead to the long and bleak centuries when Mabel was nothing but a memory and her soul was resting between reincarnations where he couldn’t find it, it might be nice to see a friendly face that would never age.)

SO HERE’S THE TRANSCENDENCE AU/GOOD OMENS CROSSOVER NOBODY EVER ASKED FOR. i’m writing out a longer version of this scene with dialogue and everything. it’s 2am. i have class in the morning. i might have a problem.