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7,9 of 10 stars / Release date 2018 / genres Thriller / Star Selma Alaoui / Writers Delphine Girard / Duration 17 minutes. Une soeur d'eglise. Une soeurette. Ho la vidéo à été créé le jour de mon anniversaire UwU super vidéo ?. Book 1 of The HEL Jumper [f]: [p]: ----- [Previous] [p] | [First] [f] | [Patreon] y Thanks to Tulip, Big_Papa_Dakky, Mr_Polygon, txgunman65, Darth Android, Mamish, Vikairious, Sam Berry, ClarityAndVision, RedHawkdude, KillTech, LilLaussa, Daddy Talon, Gruecifer, and 33 others currently supporting me on patreon. ----- "Well now I feel a tad improper, I must say, " Lachlan commented, looking around Alice's barren lodgings. The spunky scientist waved him off, bending over to access her tablet, still stashed away in her pack. The Marine could not help but realize that Alice had quite the perky posterior, evidenced by the fact that he could make out its contours at all in spite of the jumpsuit. He turned away with a blush as Alice began making a couple of notes, either oblivious to or uncaring about the situation. "Lachlan, it's fine. You heard the Admiral. He'll get us what we need and I could head up to the Event Horizon for a shower literally every day if I wanted to. But enough about my place. Utilitarian is the only thing to describe it and that’s really what I need most, minus those luxurious furs of course. What's the deal with your host? Everything alright over there? What was her name again? " "Sentaura, " Lachlan replied flatly, recalling his brief conversation with the woman he now knew to be a widow. Alice picked up on his discomfort easily. "Hey Mac, what happened? " She asked, leaning against the wall just to his side. "I want ya to do some math with me, " Lachlan replied. Alice cocked a slim brow at him. "I…alright? " "Sentaura, she told me about her husband, " he began heavily. "Said he first attempted to court her at seventeen. She said yes a year later. Sounds like they've got some time set aside for it or something, don' really know myself. " Alice's eyes lit up momentarily, but the dour look on the Marine's face kept her quiet. "She had that cute little tyke a year after that, so call it nineteen? " He reasoned with a curt gesture of his fingers. The space between his brows was furrowed in displeasure. "That little boy can't be older than four. " "Mac…" "She's a widow at twenty three…twenty five at the latest, " the Marine spat, shaking his head. "I ain't no father, Alice. " "So that was it then? Even with how friendly they’ve been it seemed pretty forward, " Alice realized, gears turning and motivations clicking in her head. He nodded curtly. "It's not like she was hidin' it, Alice. She straight up an' told me. " "I'm sorry, Mac. Do you want to move? " Alice offered sympathetically. "We just got here. I'm sure that it wouldn't be a huge deal if we just explained to Antoth or…somebody. They seem willing to accommodate reasonable requests. " "Where I live ain't gonna change the fact that kid's dad went into that forest and ne'er came back…" he said darkly. "How the hell can I say no to a small bundle of fluff like him? " To his great surprise, Alice smiled in the waning light of pre-dusk. "You are really similar to my brother in some ways. Thankfully not others though! " She added quickly, punching him lightly on the armored shoulder. "When he sees a problem he wants it done and dusted, solved. " Alice adopted a serious tone as she continued. "Mac, no one's asking you to be that young one's father, or Sentaura's husband. Just do what you can and what you're comfortable with. Ok? We're here to help them, sure, but you don't owe them anything. " "Easier said than done, lass. " "Then just be you, " Alice insisted with finality. "And stop dwelling on it. Look around at them. Look at their men and women. They aren't so different from us in many ways, least as far as I can tell from a few interactions. Young boys need men to emulate. It's true for humans; stands to reason it's true here as well. They're sexually dimorphic, show many of the same cultural norms around gender roles, and-" "Alright, alright Alice! I gotcha, " Lachlan insisted, a smile growing under his moustache. "Yer right, of course. Just didn't seem fair…" "No, no it doesn't, " Alice agreed somberly, recalling what Kaha had told her about Veera. "Come on, I can barely see in here. Let's wait outside, show the locals we're interested in being a part of the village and aren't here to cause a ruckus. " "As ya say, Alice. You're the brains of this operation. " "Oh hush you; you're in Beta too, " Alice laughed, channeling her best Yvonne as they exited the small home into the street. Leaning back casually against the wooden wall, they had a view of the eastern gatehouse and much of the side road that Alice's blockhouse sat on. On the other side of the main thoroughfare to her left, she saw Thantis emerge from his temple briefly to light the torches that flanked the doorway. She called out in greeting, and he waved politely in reply before retreating back inside. Alice made a mental note to skim through Io's logs for an explanation of the diamond symbol on the door. "Howdy, " Mac nodded to a passing farmer and his wife who were returning from the fields after a day of labor. His salutation earned him a cautious glance and a wave of her feathers mandated by public decorum. Alice was bent over in stitches. "Howdy?! " She exclaimed, trying and failing to replicate the cowboy greeting in a Scottish accent. "And did you just try to tip your helmet? " "Look, I'm feelin' a bit like we've been dropped into the wild west, alright? Can't a man from Europe love a classic genre? " "Alright, I admit you have good taste. And fair enough. You're not far off, " Alice agreed, looking behind them at the palisade. "Almost impossible to imagine, isn't it? The idea of civilization ending just beyond your walls, being able to see from one end of your entire life to the other? " "I thought we were tryin' ta be cheery, lass, " MacGregor chuckled ruefully. "Ok, how's this then you spoilsport? I have a sister-in-law! She is jacked and fluffy and has my baby brother wrapped around her claws and talons in a way I could never even imagine. I mean, Mac! " "What? " He demanded, glancing over with a look on his face that made it clear he was humoring her because they were friends. Alice dropped the humor. "Do you have any idea how improbable and significant it is that that whole thing happened? " Alice asked quietly. "Might have a bit of one. But hey, you can ask 'em yourself! " He replied, nodding to their right where Veera and Russell had just come into view on the outer road. Lachlan and Alice waved them over, with Veera picking up exactly where she'd left off. "Selah Alice! I do hope you're well. Did you sleep alright? Is your home suitable? Has anyone mistreated you? " The Cauthan asked in rapid fire, all the while hugging Alice to her, making sure to stroke as much of the human’s back as she could with her tail while her feathers worked on Alice’s sides and front. "I woah woah! Teehee, that tickles- Veera! Russell, why are you just standing there?! " Alice demanded in a high pitched squeak while man, machine, and Marine all looked at one another. "Forgive me but, that doesn't exactly seem customary, " Lachlan offered. To his surprise, Io nodded in concurrence, making notes on her customary clipboard. 'No forgiveness necessary, Private MacGregor. I daresay neither the Lieutenant nor I have a clue as to why Alice is being…I suppose I would use the word molested if she didn't look like she was hugging a life-sized teddy bear. ' "In short, Veera what the heck are you doing? " Russell requested, his words finally allowing Alice a respite as the Cauthan withdrew. The young woman was left standing on shaking feet, arms at her sides as she continued to squeal in soft delight. Veera was quite good at nuzzling, and she was not put off at all by her husband's tone. The Cauthan returned to his side and batted his hip with her tail for fluffy emphasis. "I'm catching up on lost time and making sure everyone understands, " she reported. 'Understands what, exactly? ' Io prompted, her processors buzzing at the chance to observe yet undocumented Cauthan behavior. "That we're family, of course! Russell already smells like me, " Veera said, earning a snort from her husband and a friendly sigh from Alice. "Veera's always wanted siblings, " he explained. "I didn't think you used scent like that though. " "I mean, we don't really, " Veera admitted. "No one would go up and smell somebody to figure out who they are, though I suppose that could work well enough if you lost your sight? In any case, it's really just a…I don't know how to describe it. Families just have scents, you know? ' "Can't say I do! " Russell replied flippantly, thumbing his nose which was apparently less precise than Veera's. "Oh hush, you're such a liar. You're always going on about how you love my scent, " Veera protested passionately, earning a loud clearing of MacGregor's throat. "Out of curiosity, Russell, what does Veera smell like to you? ” Alice asked, prompting the Marine to lean back against the blockhouse. "Alrighty, I guess it's just that time then, " he murmured. "I'm sorry, Lachlan, " Veera apologized earnestly. "But unless you plan on bonding with Alice this won't involve you much. " "I…that definitely wasn't tha issue at hand, " he blushed, cheeks reddening to approach the color of his hair. "Though now that I think about it, " Veera mused, taking a few steps his way. "You definitely smell like Cauthan. " "Musta been that tyke. Boy’s like a little lamb, curious about everything an' totally unafraid, " Lachlan reasoned. "Well yes but…cubs don't smell like that, " Veera continued curiously, bringing her nose close to his armor. "Lachlan! " Alice gasped. "I just slept in her bed, alright?! " "Lachlan!! " "Without her! " The Marine yel
Tas pas de chance moi jai une sœur elle est pas très gentil. Une soeur qui fait la velo. Une soeur en or. Une soeur meaning. Une soeur. Une soeur consolle son frére qui pleure dessin de cartoons. TLDR - Lil Nas X was a college dropout sleeping on his sister’s couch with a negative balance in his Wells Fargo account. 5 months later he'd broke Mariah Carey’s record for the most consecutive weeks at No. 1. This post tells the story: Part 1 Most musicians think like failed startups. Too much time creating. Not enough time promoting. When Lil Nas X dropped out of college to pursue music he didn’t create much. Instead, he lived on Twitter, made online friends and got popular posting memes. His account quickly grew to 30, 000 followers. The plan was to use his following to promote his music. But it wasn’t that simple. In Nas’s words: I’d post a funny meme and get 2, 000 retweets. Then I’d post a song and get 10. So Nas got creative. He stopped tweeting SoundCloud links and started writing a song he could promote through memes. In his words: It had to be short. It had to be catchy. It had to be funny. Old Town Road was the result. And on the 3rd December 2018 Nas paired it with a video of a dancing cowboy and shared it with his followers ( see tweet). The video went viral. So Nas stuck to this formula: Short viral videos. To the tune of Old Town Road. With the full song linked underneath. As an unknown artist, it was the only way he could get the word out. And the views started piling up: Part 2 Inspired by Old Town Road's success on Twitter it spread to TikTok, and then onto Billboard’s country music charts. Yes, the country music charts. Nas listed it as a country song aware that the charts were less competitive. One week later Billboard removed it for “not being a country song”. Ironically, this was the best thing that could have possibly happened. Billboard's decision turned Old Town Road into a national talking point and two weeks later it was No. Nas wasn't stopping. He began lining up remixes with some of music's biggest stars. Billboard has a loophole whereby remix plays count towards the original song's chart placement. With every remix millions more streams poured in, and Old Town Road became impossible to budge. 17 weeks later he'd broke Mariah Carey’s record for the most consecutive weeks at No. It’s easy to forget quite what an extraordinary achievement this is. Five months earlier, Nas was a college dropout sleeping on his sister’s couch with a negative balance in his Wells Fargo account. Part 3 On my first day researching Old Town Road I read a quote from Nas: A lot of people like to say “a kid accidentally got lucky”. No. This was no accident. The more I learned about Nas the more I believed him. A key moment in Old Town Road's rise was a video of a man standing on a galloping horse going viral on Twitter. The audio was set to Old Town Road. Different versions of the video were viewed millions of times. I wanted to know how the video spread, so I did some digging and found it first posted on the 24th December: ( see tweet) I asked the Twitter user why he made the video. He told me that Nas sent it to him. But it doesn't end there. Aware that people watching the video would search for the full song, Nas changed the song title on YouTube and SoundCloud to include the lyric from the viral video ? “I got the horses in the back”. He also posted on the NameThatSong subreddit which ranked on Google. Now, anyone searching from the video had an easy route to the song. Things didn’t happen to Nas. Things happened because of Nas Virality is not mystical. The story of Old Town Road is not magical. Look behind the curtain: Nas is sitting in his underpants, on his sister's couch, iPhone in hand, making the whole thing happen. No one knew him. No one wanted to check out his song. No one promoted anything for him. He made friends, made them laugh, and built an audience. Then he packaged his song in a way that fit into their life. The rest is history. A final quote from Nas to end: u can literally scroll down my account and see my promoting this fuckin song for months. each accomplishment it gets just makes all this shit feel so worth it. i can’t stop taking about it. *** Thanks for reading. If enjoyed I share more real world marketing examples over on.
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Une soeur pour noel ca commence aujourd'hui. Une soeur imdb. Une soeur anne. Une soeur citation. Une soeur. About a month ago i got a job dressing up as Shaggy for kids parties. To be honest it’s not my dream job but I have some acting experience from high school, I’m good with little kids (I have 3 little sisters and one little brother), and the pay is pretty decent. So i got a job working for CartoonParties Inc, basically one of those agencies that refers clients to actors who will dress up as characters to hire for their kids parties. At my interview with CartoonParties, the dude looked me up and down and told me I was perfect for the role of Shaggy from Scooby Doo. I’m tall and lanky, have scruffy brown hair and am a 20 year old white guy, so I guess I pretty much fit the requirements. I was happy with the role as I had watched Scooby Doo religiously as a kid, all the way through from the 70s episodes that my dad had on tape to the newer movies and spin offs. Plus, there was the added bonus that I didn’t have to wear a boiling hot fur-suit, like a lot of the party actors did. A friend of mine who had referred me to the company used to have to dress up as one of the chipmunks, and my god was that costume heavy and awful. I guessed that my costume couldn’t require much more than a baggy green V neck and brown pants. I felt sorry for the poor sap who was gonna have to play Scooby Doo, I betted that costume would be hot and itchy as hell. CartoonParties messaged me a couple of weeks into January to tell me that they had got me a party on Saturday the 18th, a 6th birthday party. They also gave me the number of the guy playing Scooby, I guess so that we would have met and could iron out our routine before the party. So I messaged the guy, Jared, and he seemed pretty decent, a couple of years younger than me maybe? But he seemed alright, and even offered to pick me up and take me to the party as he lived locally and it would save us taking two cars On the Saturday morning of that first party, I practiced my Shaggy voice in the mirror. There was a script for a sketch that me and Scooby would act out at the beginning of the party which I learned. There were also some prompts of responses to typical questions so that we could interact with the kids in character. With my costume on I actually looked a heck of a lot like a live action Shaggy. Jared’s car pulled up front a little early. It was a good thing I was ready because it was a good fifteen minutes before we agreed, but I knew it was Jared because he was in the drivers seat wearing a Scooby Doo fur-suit, complete with “S. D” on the collar and hood fully up. Yep. He was in the drivers seat with the full costume on. I headed over to the car grinning, thinking that he had the hood part of the suit on as a joke, because SURELY this dude was not gonna drive around with his full face covered by some furry costume. He rolled the window down and gestured with one paw for me to get in the car. I got in the passenger seat, still expecting this dude to pull down the hood and laugh, but he didn’t. I looked at him more closely when I was sat down: I couldn’t see a single part of him that was not covered by brown furry costume. “Hey man, you ready for this? ” I asked him, “Hello Raggy” he replied in a very good impression of Scooby Doo’s voice “that’s really good man” I laughed He just stared at me through the nets that were Scooby’s eyes. My smile faltered as I tried to make out Jared’s eyes through the suit but I couldn’t. He continued to sit there and stare at me, one hand on the wheel, lifeless, unblinking eyes staring into mine. I let another 20 seconds pass before asking “are we going then? ” Scooby’s head snapped forwards and in a fluid motion, and without saying anything, he hit the accelerator and started driving. We drove for 10 minutes in silence. I kept furtively watching Jared out of the corner of my eye. How the hell was this guy able to see through that thick net over his eyes? I hoped to god we didn’t pass a police car, because although there’s probably not a law against driving in a Scooby Doo costume, this guy was driving like a maniac. He was swerving around like crazy, so much that in our ten minute journey to the kids party, three cars beeped at him. I felt like suggesting that he take off the hood of the costume because it was clearly obstructing his vision, but I sat tight, realising that we were about to pull onto the right street “Do you know where the house is? ” I asked Scooby as we pulled into the street where I knew the kids house was “Over here Raggy” said Jared in another insanely accurate impression of Scooby, gesturing one paw towards the house I forced a laugh “Seriously Jared, have you practiced the script? ” He didn’t reply as he parked up outside the house where the party was “Jared” I repeated with a little more irritation “I really don’t think we have to be in character until we get inside” He still did not respond “I’m serious man, do we know what we’re doing or not? ” I was not surprised when he didn’t reply. Seriously though, this guy had seemed totally normal online, he had an older sister who I knew from college and she was totally ordinary, I told myself that maybe he was just weirdly committed to the role and trying to get in character. But to tell you the truth, something about those lifeless mesh eyes gave me the creeps. I gratefully got out the car; so did Scooby. I was half expecting him to jump out of the drivers seat on all fours and start bouncing along the grass, but thankfully he didn’t. He walked with a slow stiff plod. Maybe the costume was heavy and it was difficult to walk normally? We rung the doorbell, standing awkwardly side by side as we waited for the kids mom to open the door. “Hi guys, don’t you two look great! Why don’t you come into the kitchen while we set up? ” She took us through to the kitchen, and pulled us up chairs at the table, offering us lemonade. Jared STILL did not take off his costume hood. The kid’s mom was really friendly and nice, I vaguely recognised her as a friend of my mom. She told us all about her son, who was called Lucas and his Scooby Doo obsession, while she set up a buffet of party food for the kids. She asked us a few polite questions too, and I talked about where I went to college and she asked about my mom. Jared got asked a few questions too, but only replied with a theatrical nod or shake of his head that made the ears of the costume flap. I could tell that the child’s mother was kind of taken aback when she asked Jared where he went to school and he stared blankly at her through those dark mesh eyes and didn’t reply. Before the Shaggy and Scooby bit, a magician was performing. We peeped into the living room to see 10 awed faces staring up at a young woman in a purple sequinned witches hat waving her hands over a box as she prepared for her final trick “Who’s ready to see the birthday boy disappear? ” The magician asked the eager children, and was met with a barrage of excited applause. When a grinning Lucas had reappeared from the box, his mom introduced Shaggy and Scooby, and 10 little heads craned around, eyes wide and animated as they took in Jared’s furry brown costume. The routine went to plan. We played games like musical statues and pass the parcel, and managed to stay in character. Thankfully Jared stuck to the script, and the kids were absorbed by his unnervingly good impersonation of Scooby Doo. I was begrudgingly impressed that anyone could be this good at acting as a cartoon dog. This guy had everything down, from the voice and expression to the bounding gait. He was undeniably a great actor. I was just beginning to think that I had judged him too harshly for his weird behaviour and that maybe he was some kind of method actor when he went off script. We were doing our final bit, asking Lucas about his birthday presents etc when Jared interrupted me, bounding over to the starry, magenta box that was still left out from the magician “Hey kids, who wants to disappear? ” asked Scooby “Zoinks Scoob, I think everybody’s already seen that trick, and we’re just about to have some cake... ” Scooby wasn’t listening. A little girl had got up from the front row, eager to be a part of the disappearing trick, and Jared was leading her by the wrist towards the large box. To my relief, at that moment, Lucas’s mother appeared in the doorway. “Hi everyone! Did we have fun with Shaggy and Scooby? The cakes ready in the kitchen” Scooby let go of the little girl the second that Lucas’s mom entered the room and all the children scrambled to the kitchen to get some cake. Jared and I stayed in the living room, not talking, taking a seat awkwardly on either end of the couch. We heard the muffled sound of the children singing Happy birthday from the kitchen, and the scraping of chairs as the children tucked into their lunch. Lucas’s mom brought us in a plate of cookies and sandwiches, and a soda each, along with the money we had earned. Jared, still in costume, snatched the plate of cookies out of her hands “Scooby Snacks, YU?MMY” he said still in character Lucas’s mother seemed a little deterred but laughed and sat in the armchair to have some lunch herself. I was curious to see if Jared would finally take off his costume to eat, especially now that the party was over. However he simply unzipped a small opening at the mouth and wrists of the costume. I continued a stream of conversation with the child’s mother, while Jared sat silently devouring his food, at a speed reminiscent of the real Scooby Doo, when I noticed something strange: Jared’s hands and wrists were visible for the first time, and his forearms were covered in thick dark hair. I did a double take. Scooby had finished eating and was hastily zipping up the wrists and mouth again. I didn�
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7,9 of 10 stars / Release date 2018 / genres Thriller / Star Selma Alaoui / Writers Delphine Girard / Duration 17 minutes. Une soeur d'eglise. Une soeurette. Ho la vidéo à été créé le jour de mon anniversaire UwU super vidéo ?. Book 1 of The HEL Jumper [f]: [p]: ----- [Previous] [p] | [First] [f] | [Patreon] y Thanks to Tulip, Big_Papa_Dakky, Mr_Polygon, txgunman65, Darth Android, Mamish, Vikairious, Sam Berry, ClarityAndVision, RedHawkdude, KillTech, LilLaussa, Daddy Talon, Gruecifer, and 33 others currently supporting me on patreon. ----- "Well now I feel a tad improper, I must say, " Lachlan commented, looking around Alice's barren lodgings. The spunky scientist waved him off, bending over to access her tablet, still stashed away in her pack. The Marine could not help but realize that Alice had quite the perky posterior, evidenced by the fact that he could make out its contours at all in spite of the jumpsuit. He turned away with a blush as Alice began making a couple of notes, either oblivious to or uncaring about the situation. "Lachlan, it's fine. You heard the Admiral. He'll get us what we need and I could head up to the Event Horizon for a shower literally every day if I wanted to. But enough about my place. Utilitarian is the only thing to describe it and that’s really what I need most, minus those luxurious furs of course. What's the deal with your host? Everything alright over there? What was her name again? " "Sentaura, " Lachlan replied flatly, recalling his brief conversation with the woman he now knew to be a widow. Alice picked up on his discomfort easily. "Hey Mac, what happened? " She asked, leaning against the wall just to his side. "I want ya to do some math with me, " Lachlan replied. Alice cocked a slim brow at him. "I…alright? " "Sentaura, she told me about her husband, " he began heavily. "Said he first attempted to court her at seventeen. She said yes a year later. Sounds like they've got some time set aside for it or something, don' really know myself. " Alice's eyes lit up momentarily, but the dour look on the Marine's face kept her quiet. "She had that cute little tyke a year after that, so call it nineteen? " He reasoned with a curt gesture of his fingers. The space between his brows was furrowed in displeasure. "That little boy can't be older than four. " "Mac…" "She's a widow at twenty three…twenty five at the latest, " the Marine spat, shaking his head. "I ain't no father, Alice. " "So that was it then? Even with how friendly they’ve been it seemed pretty forward, " Alice realized, gears turning and motivations clicking in her head. He nodded curtly. "It's not like she was hidin' it, Alice. She straight up an' told me. " "I'm sorry, Mac. Do you want to move? " Alice offered sympathetically. "We just got here. I'm sure that it wouldn't be a huge deal if we just explained to Antoth or…somebody. They seem willing to accommodate reasonable requests. " "Where I live ain't gonna change the fact that kid's dad went into that forest and ne'er came back…" he said darkly. "How the hell can I say no to a small bundle of fluff like him? " To his great surprise, Alice smiled in the waning light of pre-dusk. "You are really similar to my brother in some ways. Thankfully not others though! " She added quickly, punching him lightly on the armored shoulder. "When he sees a problem he wants it done and dusted, solved. " Alice adopted a serious tone as she continued. "Mac, no one's asking you to be that young one's father, or Sentaura's husband. Just do what you can and what you're comfortable with. Ok? We're here to help them, sure, but you don't owe them anything. " "Easier said than done, lass. " "Then just be you, " Alice insisted with finality. "And stop dwelling on it. Look around at them. Look at their men and women. They aren't so different from us in many ways, least as far as I can tell from a few interactions. Young boys need men to emulate. It's true for humans; stands to reason it's true here as well. They're sexually dimorphic, show many of the same cultural norms around gender roles, and-" "Alright, alright Alice! I gotcha, " Lachlan insisted, a smile growing under his moustache. "Yer right, of course. Just didn't seem fair…" "No, no it doesn't, " Alice agreed somberly, recalling what Kaha had told her about Veera. "Come on, I can barely see in here. Let's wait outside, show the locals we're interested in being a part of the village and aren't here to cause a ruckus. " "As ya say, Alice. You're the brains of this operation. " "Oh hush you; you're in Beta too, " Alice laughed, channeling her best Yvonne as they exited the small home into the street. Leaning back casually against the wooden wall, they had a view of the eastern gatehouse and much of the side road that Alice's blockhouse sat on. On the other side of the main thoroughfare to her left, she saw Thantis emerge from his temple briefly to light the torches that flanked the doorway. She called out in greeting, and he waved politely in reply before retreating back inside. Alice made a mental note to skim through Io's logs for an explanation of the diamond symbol on the door. "Howdy, " Mac nodded to a passing farmer and his wife who were returning from the fields after a day of labor. His salutation earned him a cautious glance and a wave of her feathers mandated by public decorum. Alice was bent over in stitches. "Howdy?! " She exclaimed, trying and failing to replicate the cowboy greeting in a Scottish accent. "And did you just try to tip your helmet? " "Look, I'm feelin' a bit like we've been dropped into the wild west, alright? Can't a man from Europe love a classic genre? " "Alright, I admit you have good taste. And fair enough. You're not far off, " Alice agreed, looking behind them at the palisade. "Almost impossible to imagine, isn't it? The idea of civilization ending just beyond your walls, being able to see from one end of your entire life to the other? " "I thought we were tryin' ta be cheery, lass, " MacGregor chuckled ruefully. "Ok, how's this then you spoilsport? I have a sister-in-law! She is jacked and fluffy and has my baby brother wrapped around her claws and talons in a way I could never even imagine. I mean, Mac! " "What? " He demanded, glancing over with a look on his face that made it clear he was humoring her because they were friends. Alice dropped the humor. "Do you have any idea how improbable and significant it is that that whole thing happened? " Alice asked quietly. "Might have a bit of one. But hey, you can ask 'em yourself! " He replied, nodding to their right where Veera and Russell had just come into view on the outer road. Lachlan and Alice waved them over, with Veera picking up exactly where she'd left off. "Selah Alice! I do hope you're well. Did you sleep alright? Is your home suitable? Has anyone mistreated you? " The Cauthan asked in rapid fire, all the while hugging Alice to her, making sure to stroke as much of the human’s back as she could with her tail while her feathers worked on Alice’s sides and front. "I woah woah! Teehee, that tickles- Veera! Russell, why are you just standing there?! " Alice demanded in a high pitched squeak while man, machine, and Marine all looked at one another. "Forgive me but, that doesn't exactly seem customary, " Lachlan offered. To his surprise, Io nodded in concurrence, making notes on her customary clipboard. 'No forgiveness necessary, Private MacGregor. I daresay neither the Lieutenant nor I have a clue as to why Alice is being…I suppose I would use the word molested if she didn't look like she was hugging a life-sized teddy bear. ' "In short, Veera what the heck are you doing? " Russell requested, his words finally allowing Alice a respite as the Cauthan withdrew. The young woman was left standing on shaking feet, arms at her sides as she continued to squeal in soft delight. Veera was quite good at nuzzling, and she was not put off at all by her husband's tone. The Cauthan returned to his side and batted his hip with her tail for fluffy emphasis. "I'm catching up on lost time and making sure everyone understands, " she reported. 'Understands what, exactly? ' Io prompted, her processors buzzing at the chance to observe yet undocumented Cauthan behavior. "That we're family, of course! Russell already smells like me, " Veera said, earning a snort from her husband and a friendly sigh from Alice. "Veera's always wanted siblings, " he explained. "I didn't think you used scent like that though. " "I mean, we don't really, " Veera admitted. "No one would go up and smell somebody to figure out who they are, though I suppose that could work well enough if you lost your sight? In any case, it's really just a…I don't know how to describe it. Families just have scents, you know? ' "Can't say I do! " Russell replied flippantly, thumbing his nose which was apparently less precise than Veera's. "Oh hush, you're such a liar. You're always going on about how you love my scent, " Veera protested passionately, earning a loud clearing of MacGregor's throat. "Out of curiosity, Russell, what does Veera smell like to you? ” Alice asked, prompting the Marine to lean back against the blockhouse. "Alrighty, I guess it's just that time then, " he murmured. "I'm sorry, Lachlan, " Veera apologized earnestly. "But unless you plan on bonding with Alice this won't involve you much. " "I…that definitely wasn't tha issue at hand, " he blushed, cheeks reddening to approach the color of his hair. "Though now that I think about it, " Veera mused, taking a few steps his way. "You definitely smell like Cauthan. " "Musta been that tyke. Boy’s like a little lamb, curious about everything an' totally unafraid, " Lachlan reasoned. "Well yes but…cubs don't smell like that, " Veera continued curiously, bringing her nose close to his armor. "Lachlan! " Alice gasped. "I just slept in her bed, alright?! " "Lachlan!! " "Without her! " The Marine yel
Tas pas de chance moi jai une sœur elle est pas très gentil. Une soeur qui fait la velo. Une soeur en or. Une soeur meaning. Une soeur. Une soeur consolle son frére qui pleure dessin de cartoons. TLDR - Lil Nas X was a college dropout sleeping on his sister’s couch with a negative balance in his Wells Fargo account. 5 months later he'd broke Mariah Carey’s record for the most consecutive weeks at No. 1. This post tells the story: Part 1 Most musicians think like failed startups. Too much time creating. Not enough time promoting. When Lil Nas X dropped out of college to pursue music he didn’t create much. Instead, he lived on Twitter, made online friends and got popular posting memes. His account quickly grew to 30, 000 followers. The plan was to use his following to promote his music. But it wasn’t that simple. In Nas’s words: I’d post a funny meme and get 2, 000 retweets. Then I’d post a song and get 10. So Nas got creative. He stopped tweeting SoundCloud links and started writing a song he could promote through memes. In his words: It had to be short. It had to be catchy. It had to be funny. Old Town Road was the result. And on the 3rd December 2018 Nas paired it with a video of a dancing cowboy and shared it with his followers ( see tweet). The video went viral. So Nas stuck to this formula: Short viral videos. To the tune of Old Town Road. With the full song linked underneath. As an unknown artist, it was the only way he could get the word out. And the views started piling up: Part 2 Inspired by Old Town Road's success on Twitter it spread to TikTok, and then onto Billboard’s country music charts. Yes, the country music charts. Nas listed it as a country song aware that the charts were less competitive. One week later Billboard removed it for “not being a country song”. Ironically, this was the best thing that could have possibly happened. Billboard's decision turned Old Town Road into a national talking point and two weeks later it was No. Nas wasn't stopping. He began lining up remixes with some of music's biggest stars. Billboard has a loophole whereby remix plays count towards the original song's chart placement. With every remix millions more streams poured in, and Old Town Road became impossible to budge. 17 weeks later he'd broke Mariah Carey’s record for the most consecutive weeks at No. It’s easy to forget quite what an extraordinary achievement this is. Five months earlier, Nas was a college dropout sleeping on his sister’s couch with a negative balance in his Wells Fargo account. Part 3 On my first day researching Old Town Road I read a quote from Nas: A lot of people like to say “a kid accidentally got lucky”. No. This was no accident. The more I learned about Nas the more I believed him. A key moment in Old Town Road's rise was a video of a man standing on a galloping horse going viral on Twitter. The audio was set to Old Town Road. Different versions of the video were viewed millions of times. I wanted to know how the video spread, so I did some digging and found it first posted on the 24th December: ( see tweet) I asked the Twitter user why he made the video. He told me that Nas sent it to him. But it doesn't end there. Aware that people watching the video would search for the full song, Nas changed the song title on YouTube and SoundCloud to include the lyric from the viral video ? “I got the horses in the back”. He also posted on the NameThatSong subreddit which ranked on Google. Now, anyone searching from the video had an easy route to the song. Things didn’t happen to Nas. Things happened because of Nas Virality is not mystical. The story of Old Town Road is not magical. Look behind the curtain: Nas is sitting in his underpants, on his sister's couch, iPhone in hand, making the whole thing happen. No one knew him. No one wanted to check out his song. No one promoted anything for him. He made friends, made them laugh, and built an audience. Then he packaged his song in a way that fit into their life. The rest is history. A final quote from Nas to end: u can literally scroll down my account and see my promoting this fuckin song for months. each accomplishment it gets just makes all this shit feel so worth it. i can’t stop taking about it. *** Thanks for reading. If enjoyed I share more real world marketing examples over on.
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Une soeur film. "Une soeur" or "A Sister" is a Belgian French-language live action short film that premiered back in 2018 and was nominated at the 2020 Academy Awards almost 1.5 years later. The director is Delphine Girard, apparently still a relatively young filmmaker, and her effort here makes me curious about what we can expect from her once she makes the transition to full feature films. I got to watch all the five nominated live action short films last night before the Oscar ceremony and this one here was the first they showed and also my favorite from the bunch. At approximately 17 minutes, it as also the shortest from the nominees I believe, but the outcome here is a perfect example of how quantity does not equal quality because the other four are inferior, some even drastically. Shame this one probably never really had a chance to take home the prize. But that does not make it worse or anything. When and after watching, I still thought it was merely good, but after thinking a bit about it, I'd say it is even great and one of the finest short movies from its year and also deserving of the Oscar win. This partially has to do with lead actress Veerle Baetens here, who plays an emergency phone hotline operator. I already thought she was amazing on "The Broken Cicle Breakdown" wow... can't believe this one is already almost a decade old. so I recognized her immediately. This film reminded me of a Danish film from not too long ago that was also fairly close to being nominated for an Oscar, but that was a full feature film, so there were plot twwists and everything. This one here is just very focused and essential story-telling that almost feels a bit like a documentary from a police investigation. Fittingly, I read an article not too long ago about a case where a woman called such a hotline to report a case of domestic violence I think and that she (or somebody close to her) is in danger, but she could not speak freely, so she disguised her call as if she was calling to order a pizza. The hotline operator understood and realized it is not a prank and managed to help her to become hero of the day.
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This film is at least slightly similar to that but it as made way before the event I just mentioned (became public) so it did not inspire this film. I think the moment you realize what's going on, namely when you find out that the hotline operator just received the call you saw before that from the perspective of the woman in the car, you are immediately in the middle of this film. And you won't leave until it is over. It is that good and had me on the edge of my seat more than most full feature movies. Of course, you will need subtitles unless you are fluent in French, but this should not keep you from watching. It is really essential that you understand all the dialogues. I also liked how they elaborated on what happened before that, probably that the woman was abused sexually and then abducted. You would not know how it ends, if there is a big car chase scene, the guy loses it and maybe kills his victim and/or himself or whatever else could happen, but Girard took the most likely and most realistic way out without any spectacular final sequence. Or I should say any spectacular showy sequence because the moment the police stops them, he gets out of the car and surrenders. Felt very authentic and realistic. So did everything else about the end, for example how she asks the woman on the phone if she is supposed to step out of the vehicle now as well. She trusted her to make the right decision for her the way she did before that by basically saving her. And at the very end, when Baetens' character asked for her name, we find out how anonymous this job really is and how you have to deliver acts that are much bigger than a simple "hello my name is. and still it stays a really lonely profession. The attention to detail in this film is nice too. Just one example how she steps away from the noise at her workplace when she is about to talk to the guy. She definitely is a pro knowing what needed to be done to do her best to save a life. There is no guarantee of course. Early on, there is also a brief moment of comedy when we find out about a guy who has been constantly calling for nothing that warrants calling. And finally, I would like to say that I think the title is a good choice as well. Very simple, but hits the nail right on the head. She is her sister that night, not only because of how she has to pretend she is, but also because the two women have a special connection. In the truest sense of the word. I highly recommend this film. Very well done.Hooo sa fait très très très longtemps on ta pas vu ma chérie ?????. Une soeur bastien vives pdf. Une soeur oscar. Une soeur qui couche avec un homme par force 3.
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Une soeur pour noel ca commence aujourd'hui. Une soeur imdb. Une soeur anne. Une soeur citation. Une soeur. About a month ago i got a job dressing up as Shaggy for kids parties. To be honest it’s not my dream job but I have some acting experience from high school, I’m good with little kids (I have 3 little sisters and one little brother), and the pay is pretty decent. So i got a job working for CartoonParties Inc, basically one of those agencies that refers clients to actors who will dress up as characters to hire for their kids parties. At my interview with CartoonParties, the dude looked me up and down and told me I was perfect for the role of Shaggy from Scooby Doo. I’m tall and lanky, have scruffy brown hair and am a 20 year old white guy, so I guess I pretty much fit the requirements. I was happy with the role as I had watched Scooby Doo religiously as a kid, all the way through from the 70s episodes that my dad had on tape to the newer movies and spin offs. Plus, there was the added bonus that I didn’t have to wear a boiling hot fur-suit, like a lot of the party actors did. A friend of mine who had referred me to the company used to have to dress up as one of the chipmunks, and my god was that costume heavy and awful. I guessed that my costume couldn’t require much more than a baggy green V neck and brown pants. I felt sorry for the poor sap who was gonna have to play Scooby Doo, I betted that costume would be hot and itchy as hell. CartoonParties messaged me a couple of weeks into January to tell me that they had got me a party on Saturday the 18th, a 6th birthday party. They also gave me the number of the guy playing Scooby, I guess so that we would have met and could iron out our routine before the party. So I messaged the guy, Jared, and he seemed pretty decent, a couple of years younger than me maybe? But he seemed alright, and even offered to pick me up and take me to the party as he lived locally and it would save us taking two cars On the Saturday morning of that first party, I practiced my Shaggy voice in the mirror. There was a script for a sketch that me and Scooby would act out at the beginning of the party which I learned. There were also some prompts of responses to typical questions so that we could interact with the kids in character. With my costume on I actually looked a heck of a lot like a live action Shaggy. Jared’s car pulled up front a little early. It was a good thing I was ready because it was a good fifteen minutes before we agreed, but I knew it was Jared because he was in the drivers seat wearing a Scooby Doo fur-suit, complete with “S. D” on the collar and hood fully up. Yep. He was in the drivers seat with the full costume on. I headed over to the car grinning, thinking that he had the hood part of the suit on as a joke, because SURELY this dude was not gonna drive around with his full face covered by some furry costume. He rolled the window down and gestured with one paw for me to get in the car. I got in the passenger seat, still expecting this dude to pull down the hood and laugh, but he didn’t. I looked at him more closely when I was sat down: I couldn’t see a single part of him that was not covered by brown furry costume. “Hey man, you ready for this? ” I asked him, “Hello Raggy” he replied in a very good impression of Scooby Doo’s voice “that’s really good man” I laughed He just stared at me through the nets that were Scooby’s eyes. My smile faltered as I tried to make out Jared’s eyes through the suit but I couldn’t. He continued to sit there and stare at me, one hand on the wheel, lifeless, unblinking eyes staring into mine. I let another 20 seconds pass before asking “are we going then? ” Scooby’s head snapped forwards and in a fluid motion, and without saying anything, he hit the accelerator and started driving. We drove for 10 minutes in silence. I kept furtively watching Jared out of the corner of my eye. How the hell was this guy able to see through that thick net over his eyes? I hoped to god we didn’t pass a police car, because although there’s probably not a law against driving in a Scooby Doo costume, this guy was driving like a maniac. He was swerving around like crazy, so much that in our ten minute journey to the kids party, three cars beeped at him. I felt like suggesting that he take off the hood of the costume because it was clearly obstructing his vision, but I sat tight, realising that we were about to pull onto the right street “Do you know where the house is? ” I asked Scooby as we pulled into the street where I knew the kids house was “Over here Raggy” said Jared in another insanely accurate impression of Scooby, gesturing one paw towards the house I forced a laugh “Seriously Jared, have you practiced the script? ” He didn’t reply as he parked up outside the house where the party was “Jared” I repeated with a little more irritation “I really don’t think we have to be in character until we get inside” He still did not respond “I’m serious man, do we know what we’re doing or not? ” I was not surprised when he didn’t reply. Seriously though, this guy had seemed totally normal online, he had an older sister who I knew from college and she was totally ordinary, I told myself that maybe he was just weirdly committed to the role and trying to get in character. But to tell you the truth, something about those lifeless mesh eyes gave me the creeps. I gratefully got out the car; so did Scooby. I was half expecting him to jump out of the drivers seat on all fours and start bouncing along the grass, but thankfully he didn’t. He walked with a slow stiff plod. Maybe the costume was heavy and it was difficult to walk normally? We rung the doorbell, standing awkwardly side by side as we waited for the kids mom to open the door. “Hi guys, don’t you two look great! Why don’t you come into the kitchen while we set up? ” She took us through to the kitchen, and pulled us up chairs at the table, offering us lemonade. Jared STILL did not take off his costume hood. The kid’s mom was really friendly and nice, I vaguely recognised her as a friend of my mom. She told us all about her son, who was called Lucas and his Scooby Doo obsession, while she set up a buffet of party food for the kids. She asked us a few polite questions too, and I talked about where I went to college and she asked about my mom. Jared got asked a few questions too, but only replied with a theatrical nod or shake of his head that made the ears of the costume flap. I could tell that the child’s mother was kind of taken aback when she asked Jared where he went to school and he stared blankly at her through those dark mesh eyes and didn’t reply. Before the Shaggy and Scooby bit, a magician was performing. We peeped into the living room to see 10 awed faces staring up at a young woman in a purple sequinned witches hat waving her hands over a box as she prepared for her final trick “Who’s ready to see the birthday boy disappear? ” The magician asked the eager children, and was met with a barrage of excited applause. When a grinning Lucas had reappeared from the box, his mom introduced Shaggy and Scooby, and 10 little heads craned around, eyes wide and animated as they took in Jared’s furry brown costume. The routine went to plan. We played games like musical statues and pass the parcel, and managed to stay in character. Thankfully Jared stuck to the script, and the kids were absorbed by his unnervingly good impersonation of Scooby Doo. I was begrudgingly impressed that anyone could be this good at acting as a cartoon dog. This guy had everything down, from the voice and expression to the bounding gait. He was undeniably a great actor. I was just beginning to think that I had judged him too harshly for his weird behaviour and that maybe he was some kind of method actor when he went off script. We were doing our final bit, asking Lucas about his birthday presents etc when Jared interrupted me, bounding over to the starry, magenta box that was still left out from the magician “Hey kids, who wants to disappear? ” asked Scooby “Zoinks Scoob, I think everybody’s already seen that trick, and we’re just about to have some cake... ” Scooby wasn’t listening. A little girl had got up from the front row, eager to be a part of the disappearing trick, and Jared was leading her by the wrist towards the large box. To my relief, at that moment, Lucas’s mother appeared in the doorway. “Hi everyone! Did we have fun with Shaggy and Scooby? The cakes ready in the kitchen” Scooby let go of the little girl the second that Lucas’s mom entered the room and all the children scrambled to the kitchen to get some cake. Jared and I stayed in the living room, not talking, taking a seat awkwardly on either end of the couch. We heard the muffled sound of the children singing Happy birthday from the kitchen, and the scraping of chairs as the children tucked into their lunch. Lucas’s mom brought us in a plate of cookies and sandwiches, and a soda each, along with the money we had earned. Jared, still in costume, snatched the plate of cookies out of her hands “Scooby Snacks, YU?MMY” he said still in character Lucas’s mother seemed a little deterred but laughed and sat in the armchair to have some lunch herself. I was curious to see if Jared would finally take off his costume to eat, especially now that the party was over. However he simply unzipped a small opening at the mouth and wrists of the costume. I continued a stream of conversation with the child’s mother, while Jared sat silently devouring his food, at a speed reminiscent of the real Scooby Doo, when I noticed something strange: Jared’s hands and wrists were visible for the first time, and his forearms were covered in thick dark hair. I did a double take. Scooby had finished eating and was hastily zipping up the wrists and mouth again. I didn�
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