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Heyyy Spring Exams Were Under Way This Week, So I Have Been Busy As Well As My Sports And Work! Please
Heyyy spring exams were under way this week, so I have been busy as well as my sports and work! Please be patient as the next part will be posted next sometime 😭 forgive me 🙏
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'To Whom The Bells Toll'
Warnings: mentions of warfare, angst, and a special supirse at the end MWAHAHAHAHHA
Enjoy~
Warmth.
That was all you craved. Wanted. And now, now here you where knee deep in swamp lands with goop containing the gods only know what. The smell was sulfur like and gritty, not like the smell of fresh dirt at all. It was putrid, puffy, thick, and strong. It was like a sickly sweet after smell, sticking to your lungs in their shallow breaths as they desperately squeezed any remnants of this damned air out of them and into the cold world with a puff of smoke billowing out of your body like a dragon.... your face was bitterly numb as your muscles ached... you've been sitting at this nest for what seemed forever.. your comms were silent and still as ever as you trickled against the cold air beneath your thick clothing and as small droplets dripped onto your Luke warm body.
"Fucking hell...."
Soaps voice called out behind you, he was your backup, left up here to help you out in case it was foreshadowed and needed that someone or a group had found your little nest and decided to get a dog fight between you two and them. Price had decided that it was safer leaving the Sargeant of his group up here with a commander than to risk both lines of command entirely. And you bit your teeth back as you scowled as the rain came down harder.
"Don't worry Soap, they'll be out soon, they gotta be."
"Fuckin better"
He mumbled, and then something shining caught your eye.. or well reflected off of your scopes' lenses. Stifling your muscles, you creened into your gun like you two where one...melded together even.
And then you saw a head..narrowing your eyes yoru nostrils flared in anticipation....not one of yours nor 141. You then lulled the trigger into a stiff pull and watched as the body fell.
"Soap, I give em... not even five more minutes until we scope closer in to see what the hell their doing down there."
"Your the boss."
Stifling a groan at the comment, you then shrugged some rain off your body, feeling it seep into your now darkened sky...the stream lights pouring into the area around it..that base... you then huffed and went to roll into a crouch to get yourself up and moving, until you heard the comm static....and then gun fire...and then a yell. Simon... loud bang..then nothing.
You then looked at Soap before you scrambled to your feet and stared ahead, and made your way down the mountain side...but before you two could even fathom touching the bottom a whistle spooked through the air...and then you ran pike hell as a grenade exploded behind your two now racing figures...hoping your dark clothing would seal you both into the darkness and rain as it snuck unto the cold night around it... and it did... the only thing you both heard as your own heartbeat and adrenaline pulsing into your veins.
The forest surrounded you now, both close and tight knit figures, as you spoke hushly into the comms.
"This is bravo 0-2 with bravo 0-7. What is going on down there?"
Nothing...pure static.
You motioned to Soap as you two crept closer and closer... and then you spoke hushly. "Your going to go through that side area that's open, see it?"
"Yeah.. but what about you?"
"I'll be going through the hatch up there,"
Cutting yourself up you pointed to the hatch near the roof area...where parked truck was just below it.
"I'll climb up that truck and make my way in. It'll be more heavier guarded than the area I'm sending you in. Soap.. be careful."
"Will do commander."
And with that and a simple fist bump and nods. You both went you separate ways... you trickled down the now muddle hill side as the ground below you swallowed your boots and the rain that piujddd down onto your now moving figure. Stinging your skin as you moved... until you then leaped and landed at the base of the mountain. And you took off running until you approached a covered area of the gate...and wire cutters gripped your hand as you snipped a whole into the fence... and weaved your way into base... before you hugged the walls and left the watch towers alone, not being in the mood to alering the entire base that there were intruders amongst its walls.
You then coddled the shadows like a babe until you saw the coast was clear to make a sprint for the truck..and you did. Climbing up its side with such urgency had your ears ringing with nervousness..
And then you hoisted yourself up the upside of the trucks bulging metal stomach and landed on its smooth silver roof. You then slowly slid on your stomach and scooted toward the opening, glad to have avoided the gaurds that were now perching your shadowed area without a fuss or an issued sound or incident.
You then slid toward the opened hutch of the grated window side and went in legs first, sliding you but in a scoot like manner as you held your breath before letting go of the truck behind you and descended in a sliding manner down the thick glass window and into darkness with a slight thump of your boots.
Fuck. You then looked around before whispering into your comms.
"I'm in Soap, any updates?"
Silence...than static....
"This is Soap, I'm in, I found 141, and some of Kortac, Your teams also in position out of the range awaiting to be back up to pick us up...but Königs not here..."
"Copy that....eyes peeled for Jolly green giant. Got ya. Get everyone else outta here... and remorse my words to my team, await my command on via comms to take off even if I'm not out. "
Prices voice shouted through the comms...pissed.
"But-"
"No buts. No use to risk three whole teams for two people. When I say go, they'll take off with your two and mine In tow."
"Roger"
Bitter and resentment of Haltering words broke out into the comms from Soap as Prices muffled mumbling baked into your mind through the comms.
"Fuck..."
Muttering to yourself, you then looked around in the greenish lit area, noticing how dull and sickly it looked, like a horror movie. You shifted quietly through the halls and then whipped around a corner to find a door at the end...and two rooms on each side with unopened doors. Shuddering your sniper rifle and puckering out your hand gun and blade you crept silently and turned into the two rooms farthest from the last three first...clear...and then the next...clear...before you stood in front of the door....and with a silent prayer you swung the door open to see a mangled looking and heavily breathing König his eyes wide on you like a frantic stallion.... and four men... three bullets left your gun... two down for good..one injured..and the other barreling you into the wall like a bull. And then your head cracked harshly against the wall, and your body felt numb, and your vision went blurry as you felt yourself get thrown into the desk occupying the area, your body skidding across it and it's holdings with a crash as you hit the floor dazed.... and you heard König shout...no...
Roar.. as your body staggered a moment before you whipped your hand around for your blade...fuck... you then saw a pencil...that'll do...
You then heard a click...and then a glint in your non blind side.. and then the pressure.
"One wrong move, and I'll muster your face to mangle into a more fucking ugly look."
It’s solar and wind and tidal and geothermal and hydropower.
It’s plant-based diets and regenerative livestock farming and insect protein and lab-grown meat.
It’s electric cars and reliable public transit and decreasing how far and how often we travel.
It’s growing your own vegetables and community gardens and vertical farms and supporting local producers.
It’s rewilding the countryside and greening cities.
It’s getting people active and improving disabled access.
It’s making your own clothes and buying or swapping sustainable stuff with your neighbours.
It’s the right to repair and reducing consumption in the first place.
It’s greater land rights for the commons and indigenous peoples and creating protected areas.
It’s radical, drastic change and community consensus.
It’s labour rights and less work.
It’s science and arts.
It’s theoretical academic thought and concrete practical action.
It’s signing petitions and campaigning and protesting and civil disobedience.
It’s sailboats and zeppelins.
It’s the speculative and the possible.
It’s raising living standards and curbing consumerism.
It’s global and local.
It’s me and you.
Climate solutions look different for everyone, and we all have something to offer.
pauline albanese - the closed doors | the silt verses | michelle hodkin - the becoming of noah shaw | kim addonizio - you were | christina im - on loving helen | natalie diaz - these hands, if not gods
genuine curiosity, why do you think congo has not been receiving nearly as much coverage as palestine? it's insane to me the sheer amount of congolese people who have been slaughtered, and yet i barely see anyone talking about it :/
I think it is partially because of how global anti-blackness operates, alongside the rampant dehumanization of Black people in western/European countries especially. If we look at the Congo specifically, Congolese people have been hyper-exploited, abused, and dehumanized to mine for materials for western/European businesses and powers for decades, disgustingly so. The entire country experienced the beginnings of colonial violence in-between the 19th and 20th century; I have spoken about this before on my page a handful of times, but the reason as to why Congolese activists and creators and allies have said 'Congo is Bleeding' is because Congo has never been able to heal and recover from the violence and degradation from the forced and brutal colonization of their land by that despicable Belgian King Leopold the Second to later the French. I don't think many people even know about this, so I always tell folks to research, stay informed, and keep up to date as much as possible on what is happening.
I am by no means an expert when it comes to the histories and ongoing realities of Black people and their experiences (especially since I don't want to water this down at all -there are complexities, and I definitely don't want to take up space in this conversation -I'm just grazing the surface here), but I just want to be very transparent about the fact that this lack of coverage is not coincidental, and that I do believe it has largely to do with the dehumanization of Black people is tied to western imperialism/neocolonialism, which have shown timelessly that they have vested interests in not shedding light on what is happening in the Congo, or even Tigray and Sudan as well, and it's beyond horrific.
To everyone asking why you tag Palestine posts as feminism, let's talk about:
The 300% increase in miscarriages in Gaza
https://jezebel.com/miscarriages-in-gaza-have-increased-300-under-israeli-1851168680
Girls having to use tent scraps in place of period products
https://news.sky.com/story/women-and-girls-in-gaza-using-scraps-of-tent-material-in-place-of-period-products-13053083?dcmp=snt-sf-twitter
The NYT trying to frame female IOF playing murderers as girl power
https://www.nytimes.com/2024/01/19/world/middleeast/israel-gaza-women-soldiers.html
And this is just the tip of the iceberg. Two of these articles are from today, the other is a couple days old.
I cannot emphasize enough how we need to keep talking about why this IS a feminist issue in so many ways -and I appreciate this -thank you for sending me this. I have spoken about this a lot on my page, and whenever anyone asks me I link them to some of the posts I have made or make direct references to these issues and more. It's definitely the tip of the iceberg, absolutely. What is happening to Palestinian people -and disproportionately Palestinian women and children is beyond horrendous. I also have yet to hear anything from all the major organizations I emailed about the lack of period care in Gaza. It's deplorable.
Here are some of the posts I made previously on this, with links to organizations that people can connect with to demand better access to period care for those who need it in Gaza, and also one of the organizations supporting right now:
