radio compass

anonymous asked:

"A little testy here at the end of the first period! Backstrom with a little collision here with Matt Dumba--and that's going to bring Ovechkin over." Caps Radio was great yesterday, broadcasting the 8+19 love to those of us stuck away from our TVs/computers. The Ovi compass in radio format? PS: thank you for the gifs every game! I usually only get the first period via the radio, so it's so nice to get the visuals without having to wait on nhlreplays com to load their shit. You're the real hero!

This entire league and their mother know that Ovi has zero chill. Zero. Zilch. Nada. None. Whatever is the opposite of having the slightest chill, Ovi is it

I don’t even have words, anon. Instead please accept my humble offering of Ovi doing the compass thing again that night, where you can see Nicky coming a mile away just from the smile in Ovi’s eyes. 

anonymous asked:

i have a headcanon that there's this spot in the Zones, somewhere between zones 4 and 5, where nothing works. Radios go dead, compasses don't work right, cars and motorbikes break down, kind of like the bermuda triangle. There's some debate about whether or not it exists, some people think it's just a tale told to younger zone rats to keep them from wandering off. Others claim to have lost people to it, others still claim to have survived it.

I love this! There are all these different theories as to why nothing works there. Some say it has something to do with magnets buried deep in the earth from the Analog Wars. 

People think that BLI planted some huge machine underground in that area that causes everything to stop working. They set it up as kind of a trap for killjoys and that’s why people get lost there. In actuality, BLI doesn’t go anywhere near this spot. They don’t know what causes it and they’re terrified of it.

Some think that this is where the Phoenix Witch lives. 

Others believe that this area is where Destroya will someday appear. 

down streets worn smooth as polished bone
the raindrops run the night away
the wiper’s measured neon beats

the money hands and the shadows faces
voices sighing in the radio
the compass finds me these dark places

iron voices rusting in the radio
down narrow clapboard midnight streets
worn smooth as polished ivory

the black sea licking
the lights of the harbor
and all through the night

tongue-tied messengers of god and baal
passing behind me in the dark mirror

Wooden Rings and Stranger Things || Althea x Liv

How her mum found out about half the things she did, Liv had quite literally no idea. What had caught her attention this time had been reports of an interlocked ring of trees that had been spotted by a surveyor’s aircraft flying over the woods of Missouri. Trees simply didn’t grow like that! 

Naturally, it hadn’t helped to discourage further investigation when it was discovered that radios, compasses and GPS navigation had all stopped working when the ring of trees had been sighted. A general location of the phenomenon’s whereabouts had been reported, but since then, the location and exact nature of the oddity had remained a secret as park rangers had been unable to locate the mysterious sighting. 

Fast forward about a week - enough time to make sure that State Park passes had been obtained - and time enough that maps of the area could be acquired, and Liv found herself slogging through the backwoods of Missouri, fully armed with sunscreen, hiking gear, a hiking pack, bug repellent and mace. The thought may have occurred to her that bug spray and mace were sort of the same thing, just for different sorts of pests. And it was Missouri. One never knew what sort of strange people they’d find in their natural habitat. 

She glanced down at her compass, then up at the sky. It was going to be getting dark soon, but she knew she was headed the right direction. Well, as right as could be according to the compass and map. If she made camp, she could set up a warding circle, and then take some time to meditate and get a feel for the way the vegetation was growing. 

And quite possibly follow the life patterns in the root systems back to her target. If she got really lucky.