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The recoms: lyles sand castle
Quaritch: -put up a beach umbrella and puts down their towels and everyone elses- EVERYONE LINE UP CAUSE YOUR ARE ALL GETTING SUNSCREEN!
-the whole unit lines up infront of quaritch-
Quaritch: -spraying sunscreen on every last one of them- now go play and don’t get yourselves killed.
Lopez: -dancing on the sand all the way to the water- HOT HOT HOT
Brown: I TOLD YOU TO KERP UR SHOES ON BUT YOU DONT LISTEN!
Lyle: -goes and starts making a sandcastle-
Mansk: Lyle what are you doing?
Lyle: making myself a sandcastle why?
Mansk: no reason
Lyle:….eh -continues making their sandcastle-
-a few moments later-
Lyle: Coronal coke look at my sand castle
Quaritch: oh Lyle let’s see- WHAT IN GODS NAME
-Lyle built a full on real castle that’s made out of sand-
Lyle: :)
Z-dog: -a the top of the castle- IM THE LESBIAN OF THE WORLD
Mansk: WTF
Ja: ME NEXT
Lopez:…………how
Brown: ………HUH
Prager: -takes a picture of it- achievement
Ja: GUYS THERES A HUGE WAVE COMING!
Quaritch: OH HELL NAW
Z-dog: I wanna surf it
Lopez: si no adiós (Yup Nope goodbye)
Brown: BIG WAVE BIG WAVE
Lyle: NOOOOO
-the big wave sweeps away lyles sand castle plus z-dog-
Lyle: -sniffles- my…sand…castle
Z-dog: -makes it on shore and coughs up water-……never again
Walker: -crouches down to z-dog- you good
Quaritch: It’s ok Lyle you can make another sandcastle when we come to the beach next time
Lyle: -more sniffles- ok
-they all go back to the RDA base and enjoy the rest of their day there. R.I.P lyles sandcastle. It will be missed-
Warren: HOW THE HELL ARE YALL GONNA FORGET ABOUT ME!? I’m about to break the 4th wall
-and they left warren at the beach for many reasons that I can not say-
The recoms: night owl squad (gone wrong?)
Brown: -recording- Go go go go!
Lyle: -playing dance dance revolution and trying to beat Lopez’s high score-
Ja: Damn Bro Finna break the damn game
Mansk: idek why I’m here
Brown: Don’t care didn’t ask
Lyle: -the song ends and Lyle is out of breath panting like a dog-
Lopez: and you were sooooo close
Lyle: why just why
Brown: y’all wanna find other stupid shit to do?
Ja: hell yeah!
Mansk: im getting tired so I’m gonna go hit the stack night -goes to the sleeping quarters and goes back to back to bed-
Lopez: he just don’t wanna get in trouble
Ja: facts
Lyle: well what else can we do late at night
Brown: I have the perfect idea!
Ja: oh lord i already have a bad feeling
Brown: ok so -explains how they’re gonna try and steal some alcohol from the cafe and play never have I ever but you have to take a shot if you done it-
Lopez: sounds stupid…..IM IN
Lyle: sound good
Ja:…..ok
Brown: let’s do it!
-they end up stealing the alcohol and some shot cups so they could play their game. don’t do this at home kids-
Brown: -pours everyone one shot- ok I’ll go first cause we all know how to play right.
-they all nod-
Brown: ok good so never have I ever slapped quaritchs ass
Lyle: -takes a shot-
Lopez: Lyle wtf
Lyle: he got a dumpy
Ja: yeah no
Brown: fruity but ok
Lopez: ok ok ok Never have i ever told someone that they looked good but they look like shit
-they all take a shot-
Lyle: I don’t wanna make them feel bad
Brown: Sometimes…lying is nessasary
Lopez: Yup
Ja: -Gags- it tastes bitter
Lyle: you never drank before?
Ja: no! I promised my mother that I would have GOOD lungs and HEATHY liver.
Brown:…….that’s a damn lie
Ja: bitch
Lyle: ok never have I ever stabbed myself in the leg
Brown: -takes a shot- ….it was by accident
-moments later they’re all drunk off their asses and end up doing more stupid shit. Warren cue the ad-
Warren: Why don’t people simp for me
-STOP BREAKING THE DAMN 4TH WALL….excuse me I gotta do something-
Warren: WAIT NOOO NOT THE BELT
-ok I’m back so like I said drunk off their asses and they ended up doing more stupid shit because I said so. part 2 maybe?-
Regarding Jeff Sessions
My letter to Senator Rob Portman- R. OH
Senator,
I’m deeply concerned about the conduct in your chamber. I don’t care for Judge Sessions, but I expect that he will be confirmed. That being said, the tactic employed by your colleagues to silence Senator Warren is unacceptable.
This process is intended to verify the character as well as the judiciary experience and credentials of a man who will spend the term defending the law of this land.
If we are to consider giving this man the power of membership in the highest department of legal defense authority in the land, whether a letter is condemning or praising cannot be considered as grounds to dismiss it.
It’s at once immaterial and highly pertinent that this letter was written thirty years ago.
On the one hand, you are, again, considering an appointment of great power. If this man is to wield this power for possibly this entire presidency, then how he has wielded his power in the earlier part of his life must be considered. It doesn’t matter if he persecuted the black community 5 years or 30 years or 50 years ago, it doesn’t matter if he was saying racially charged remarks in jest or in a court of law. He’s being considered for a mighty appointment and the conduct of his entire lifetime should be open to scrutiny.
On the other hand, it is incredibly important that Mrs. King wrote this 30 years ago. You and your colleagues by silencing Senator Warren have at once opened a discussion about the rights of women in the Senate compared with their male colleagues, but at the same time she has thrown into stark relief what it really is we are thinking about here.
Thirty years ago Mrs. King wrote these words and they evidently fell on deaf ears. You and your colleagues are determining in these deliberations what progress has been made in that time.
If you choose once again to turn a blind eye to these complaints, to indeed even forbid the suggestion that he behaved improperly, then you are not only failing to properly vet this man in the interests of the American people but you are also declaring that we have made no progress in these thirty years- that white people as a whole are still as rotten as ever, that if a white man obstructs the right of black people to vote it will go uninvestigated.
In the 80s he could still be nominated to a federal circuit with no serious questions asked about these matters. Is that still true today?
I’m not telling you that you must reject this man, but I am telling you that you have no choice but to examine these allegations with the seriousness they call for. It is absolutely unacceptable to once again sweep these charges under the rug. This conversation needs to be had, and it is your duty to have it. Indeed, even if you think that these matters were sufficiently addressed in 1986, it is time to re-examine them and see if he would pass muster under modern standards, to see if we really have become a better people.
Adam Locke
Griff would probably be chill
Happy Far-Fetched Friday! This week, we present a conundrum. ✈
HMMM. Aychemem. (said like H-M-M) I saw someone say put them in a weird game, I doing that too. I split them up and put them in riddle games. Soon enough, when they say "Hmm" an anvil will fall on their heads.
Happy Far-Fetched Friday, Freaks! Here's another fun prompt: You’re a slasher villain in Veilport. What’s your name & how do you try to kill the gang? 🔪
*sews some stupid little cosplay wings onto his backpack so that he can be happy*
YOU CAN'T TELL ME THAT THIS WOULDN'T MAKE HIM HAPPY;:: Until his REAL wings sprout, he can simply vibe with these,,,
I think I have fully gone feral,,; BEHOLD: the Warren on a string!!!
Opening art requests for any ideas involving Warren- especially anything involving the fake wings I drew him with PLEASE 👁👁
Be it a meme redraw or a full piece, TELL ME;;;!! I NEED INSPIRATION AND I WANNA DRAW HIM MORE HEHEHEH- feel free to be as specific or vague as you want >:))
Edited the 'Ok Stop' logo into an emoji while I work on requests,, feel free to snatch for your discord servers or personal use >:))
why would u want disgusting characters
the best stories will always present you with a weird little freak i hope this helps
The scrunklies are back and I still love them. Also Warren is here.
Cute
Fabian and Warren + Care Bears 🙃
Oatmealisweird Masterlist-
Obx, Daisy jones and the six, criminal minds, Hunger games
OBX
JJ maybank
I can't do it anymore - angst
gold rush (blurb)
John b
I’ll never let you go - fluff
Rafe Cameron
Why'd you have to break me? - angst (blurb)
Sarah Cameron
Our big day - fluff
Topper Thorton
As the sun sets - fluff ending
DAISY JONES AND THE SIX
Camilla Dunne
Stay a little longer - light angst
Daisy Jones
Coming soon…
Billy Dunne
Don't go - Angst
Don't go PT2 - angst, fluff
Karen Sirko
Coming soon…
HUNGER GAMES
Finnick Odair
Home is with you (blurb) - Fluffy angst
Peeta Mellark
Coming soon…
CRIMINAL MINDS
Spencer reid
Coming soon…
Aaron Hotchner
Coming soon…
Derek Morgan
Coming soon…
YES
6 Days Til Cottage Cheese
Day 10:
Theme: Unrequited Love(?)
Description: Verl. That’s All You Need To Know.
Details: Set whenever. Like, imagine that they waited for 5 more days after Christmas before leaving for Wyrmroost(In book 4) and this happened in those days. ALSO you can’t tell me that Warren didn’t grow up around Fablehaven and was like Seth and liked to explore and met and befriended the satyrs and that’s how he knows Verl.
Keep reading
Horses
Okay, so if Fablehaven has horses, why don’t they ever really ride them? This is how I imagine it would go if Warren had to teach Seth and Kendra how to ride... and of course, Bracken tagged along.
“Hey, Kens. You busy right now?” Warren poked his head around the door to the attic, where Kendra was busy reading with Bracken.
“I’m fine, as long as Bracken can come, too.”
“Great! See you downstairs in five! …Wait did you say Bracken?” Warren’s eyes widened as he finally took in the Unicorn sitting next to his cousin.
“Yes. Bracken. Why would that be a problem?” Kendra asked suspiciously. The Unicorn in question still had his head buried in his book, not noticing that people were talking about him. He had a gift of tuning everyone and everything out when he read- a skill Kendra was often jealous of, given the hectic-ness of the preserve.
“Um, no reason. Just... never mind. He can tag along if he wants.” Warren couldn’t run away fast enough.
Kendra just shook her head and nudged Bracken. When he finally noticed, he looked at Kendra is surprise, as if he’d forgotten she was there.
“Hey, Unicorn. Warren wants us for something. Want to come along?” Kendra asked.
“Sure. I was getting near the end anyway.”
Five minutes later, Kendra and Bracken were waiting in the living room with Seth and Warren, who was explaining the plan.
“Okay, so it came to our attention yesterday that we have stables and horses on the preserve, and yet neither of you knows how to ride.” Warren stated. “So, Stan asked if I could teach you!”
“Wow. Grandpa really trusted you around horses? Do you have any idea how many ways you could hurt yourself, Warr? I mean, even for a regular person there’s risk. But for you?” Seth whistled in appreciation, and Kendra giggled.
“What’s that supposed to mean, Seth?” Warren pouted.
“Only that you seem to have the most unlucky track record possible for injuring yourself.” Bracken interjected. “You managed to trip over a flower and break your toe last month. And just yesterday you cut yourself on a butter knife. And don’t even get me started on that concussion you got from a pillow fight! Face it, Warren. You could hurt yourself with air.”
Kendra’s laughter proved to be contagious, and soon everyone except Warren was doubled over with tears streaming down their faces.
“Ha, ha, ha. You’re all hilarious. We’ll see how much you’re laughing when I make you ride horses!” Warren retaliated.
“Actually, I’m glad you brought that up... What exactly do you mean by riding horses?” Bracken looked nervous at Warren’s evil grin.
“This is Tango, Admiral, Storm, and General.” Warren said, gesturing at the four horses lined up in turn. He’d spent the last hour lecturing the others the basics of riding.
Tango was a tall buckskin that was shaking his mane regally, Admiral a dark red, Storm a dark grey with small white freckles, and General was a handsome bay.
“Cool! Can I ride General?”
“No.” Warren grinned as he shot Seth down, before continuing. “Kens, you have Tango. He’s tall and a bit of a handful, but you should be able to manage well enough. Seth, you have Admiral. He’s a bit cheeky, so you’ll need to keep him in check so he doesn’t do anything. General is mine, and has been for the last ten years.”
Finally, Warren looked at Bracken with an evil smile, and gestured at the remaining horse, who was prancing around daringly and tossing her head. “This is Storm. She’s our most challenging horse- never met anyone who lasted more than ten minutes on her. Since you’re a Unicorn, great around equines, and obviously ridden before even without even counting the fact you technically ARE a horse, your job will be to ride and tame her.”
Bracken gulped, but straightened and rose to the challenge.
“Good luck. You’ll need it.” Bracken wasn’t sure who had said it, but it didn’t bode well for his afternoon.
Half an hour later, they were trotting down a path with Warren and General in the lead, followed by Kendra, Seth, and finally Bracken, who was seemingly in a constant battle of wills with Storm the entire first half of the ride.
Seth and Admiral had seemed to click almost instantly- Kendra blamed it on the troublemaker genes. The two had already proven to love rushing ahead, going fast, and generally annoying everyone else, even if Seth had been a bit scared and insecure at first.
Kendra on Tango worked, although they didn’t seem to click nearly as well as the troublemakers had. It seemed to be a purely working relationship, and everyone could tell that Kendra would do better on another horse. She seemed to handle riding really well though, and Warren had been impressed.
Thanks to being a Unicorn, Bracken was doing better than anyone had thought he would. Although Storm had run off when Bracken was trying to get on, spooking Tango in the process as Bracken ran on foot behind her. But once Bracken was on, Storm had calmed down immensely, even if every few minutes for the first while she would suddenly act up, and try to run away. Whenever she did, the Unicorn was there to correct her, concentrating hard. A good distance into the ride, Storm had calmed down completely, and she and Bracken suddenly got along perfectly, making a wonderful team.
The group stopped for lunch near Dryad’s Hollow, dismounting with winces and hobbling over to the stream where they left their horses to drink.
Warren spread out a picnic blanket he’d taken with and handed out sandwiches. A bottle of water was passed around, and the four of them talked and laughed together.
“Did you see how Storm reared up?” Seth gushed. “How did you stay on, Bracken?”
“Practise, I guess.” Bracken shrugged.
“Admiral is awesome! We get along so well!” Seth continued. “And trotting was so much fun! When do we get to gallop?”
“Probably never.” Warren grinned. “Horses really don’t gallop all that much with a rider- racehorses being the exception. And it’s really hard, too. Don’t worry- when you have a little more experience and don’t look like you’re about to fall off, I’ll teach you to canter.”
“Cool!”
It happened as they were riding home. One minute, everyone was fine, and the next, Warren didn’t see a branch and was sprawled across the path with a concussion.
Dismounting, Bracken rushed over, making sure Warren was okay. Satisfied that the man wasn’t about to die or anything, Bracken picked him up and slung him over General’s saddle, before taking the reins and mounting Storm again, now leading General from horseback.
The ride home after that was uneventful. Reaching the stables, everyone dismounted and handed the horses off to Dale, who was feeding the animals, before rushing Warren off the main house and Tanu.
The Samoan took one look at Warren, before ordering Bracken to lay him down on his bed and take care of Seth and Kendra, who had been unusually quiet ever since the accident.
Bracken nodded, curling his arm around Kendra and putting his hand on Seth’s shoulder, steering the siblings towards the kitchen. They plopped down on the seats, before Bracken suddenly jumped up again, and made three cups of hot chocolate.
“I told you- Warren was bound to hurt himself.” Seth was the first to break the silence, sipping on his drink. “The poor guy wasn’t even trying.”
Kendra laughed. “I bet he wasn’t even looking for branches!”
“Nah, he probably was, but completely missed the only dangerous one!” Seth grinned.
“True. I told you, he could hurt himself on air!” Bracken added. With that, any lingering sadness disappeared, and Seth began choking on his hot chocolate from laughing too hard.
Ever since their first ride, Kendra and Seth made a point to tease Warren about low hanging branches, and the three of them plus Bracken would more often than not ride together every weekend.
I still love this
he got them angel eyes
Art request for @pastelrosethorn