Now that I have your attention with this title, please drop your favourite 'evil' title tracks. The opposite of the track name... or close enough that it sounds funny idk. This is the kpoop subreddit, we are all free.
Examples-
SuperM- Jopping is now Wrouchingπͺ± (Doing the Worm and Crouching)
TWICE - YES or YES is now NO and NOπ‘
SuJu- Mr. Simple is now Mrs. Hardπ π¦
Blackpink- Lovesick Girls is now Hatehealth Grandpasππ¨βπ¦Ό
I would describe myself as inherently curious, and excited to make connections between various areas of knowledge regardless of the situation. The best example of this happened at the quintessential high school night: prom. It was a packed gym. People were dancing like shivering nucleotides around the floor, and that's when I saw Susan standing there. I could feel it as the red blood cells rushed to a particularly "special" area of mine. I immediately thought of the function of erythrocytes, and how their ability to travel so fast allows for reproduction and the survival of species to occur. Oh, biology gets me so horny. I talked to Susan as "W.A.P" by Cardi B played on the loudspeaker. WAP. Does that stand for Wild AP course? Oh, how I would enjoy that. Anyway, as we danced on that dance floor, switching positions and lining up against the wall like how electrons line up along different sublevels - alone first and then paired up. After a while, things got so heated, we rushed out of the gym and into another class. I could not help but remind myself of the great migration westward in early US history. She removed her clothes, and so did I. This reminded me of TOK. We're removing our clothes as a means of destroying the barriers that we had placed on each other? To what extent? We then got to the real deal, and I put it in her. IMMEDIATELY, visions of the chain rule flashed into my head. I was literally inside her. Just like how x squared was insight root x. We did it for a few seconds before I released it onto the pillow next to us. Was that the representative of the derivative of my dick? Maybe. Just like that fateful night, I have been seeking connections between other subjects wherever I am, whenever I am. I cannot wait to seek some more connections and bring my current, ever-growing knowledge to the University of Southern California.
https://youtu.be/r2WDjyXJszg
This is the link for the video which captures my journey in case you're interested. Have a happy Christmas!
Anyone else a bit bummed out that the new collab is only at microcenters and don't live near one? As well as it only being in-store only and can't ship it out?
Your girl averaged Cs and Ds her whole way through Transport Fundamentals, Fluid Dynamics, Biophysical Measurements (type of EE class) and Mechanics of Biological Tissues. Almost dropped out because I caught the worst flu ever, was out for two while weeks, had to make up 3 exams in one day cause the professors refused to budge. Finals was a pain, I cried this whole semester. Ended with all Aβs, we love a heavy curve. If I can do it, you guys definitely can, donβt lose hope!
When I was young and helping my mom quilt she said she gave blood, sweat, and tears to every quilt, making light of the little nicks and scrapes we got along the way, frustration of mismatched blocks, and the immense work it took to frame and quilt the huge patterns.
Today, I was reminded of this as I drove my needle through my finger on a quilt for my daughter. I'm okay now, but has anyone else done that?
What have been the "blood, sweat, and tears" stories you've given to your quilts?
"Endless"
09:30 am, 1 of december of 1914, in mainland Denmark, after the "2nd battle of Denmark" and at the start of the second day of the "Battle of Despair".
"There's no end to them!" Said a man to my right as he fired towards the incoming hordes of grasshoppers.
The way a grasshopper walks or runs are few and diverse, some sprinted fast like dogs using their main arms and legs (their inferior arms can't reach the floor), others ran on their legs like us, if i had to guess how fast they go, it wouldn't matter either way, they are as fast as a racing horse.
"Just keep firing!" I said reassuring the man's morale.
I reloaded my gun, aimed and fired, i missed, i changed the empty shell for a full bullet, and fired, hit, the alien i shot has a hole on his shoulder's natural armor, i need to keep firing.
Before i could load another bullet into it's destined chamber, a powerful machine let itself be heard as he rained fire on our enemies, the aliens fell prey to it, defenseless against it.
Maybe the bullets from our rifles could be blocked, but the bullets from the beast couldn't be ignored, it tore through them, it went deep on their flesh, piercing their muscles and organs, then it kept going, until it met another one to kill.
The MG 08 to my left side finally decided to end it's reload and fired, the bullets flew towards them in the dozens, the difference between how our bullets affected them was...
The bullets from my gewehr could leave a hole on them to put your pinky finger inside, they didn't went much deep, and didn't affect that much unless it is a vital organ spot.
The MG 08 bullets however, they tore their way through them, leaving holes as wide as your thumb and as deep as your index finger, metal beasts made to tore apart whatever dared to meet it's path, they were made to kill us, humans.
"Don't fire too much, we don't have more ammo for it here." I said to the gunner of the MG who took notice of my words, he started to shoot in bursts of fire, to try and don't waste a lot of the definitely not replaceable in here ammo.
In the corner of my left eye, i saw how more groups of grasshoppers went towards our trench, our troops were evenly spread out in the trench so they wouldn't break in, however, something more "interesting" caught my eye.
A lone grasshopper ran across the field, big enough to he noticed by me in the distance separating us, sprinting in a mad daze running towards the trench.
The rifle's fired at it, it's natu
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I'm running out of space to bury these things that look like me.
"Spectacle"
08:45 am, 1 of december of 1914, in mainland Denmark, after the "2nd battle of Denmark" and at the start of the second day of the "Battle of Despair".
"Guys hurry the fuck up!" I said as i fired my rifle to the incoming enemies between the trees.
"Just wait a few more minutes and this is done and ready." Said the German as he poured down lots of gunpowder and alcohol to the trees and the surrounding area around us in the forest.
It pains me greatly to see alcohol just get wasted like that, but sacrifices had to be made.
There were like more than a dozen people here, most of them firing at the incoming enemies, while some of us were preparing the gunpowder and beer to be burned and begin the fire in the forest where the enemy partisan army hid on.
This was a proper suicide mission, so of course, i was gonna get involved, as a bodyguard.
"There are way too many of them coming! Finish this now!" I said again.
"Okay! Now let's get the cherry on the top of the cake!"
As the man said that, he dropped close to the gunpowder and alcohol a tan pouch, with a lace coming out of it, my eyes shot wide open when i saw it.
"Oh fu-" Before i could end my sentence, the man pull out the lace and instantly everyone turn tail and ran towards the exit of the forest, the direction of the trench.
"Run!" We shouted as we got out of the forest, only to keep sprinting to the trenchline, however, our escape was thwarted by a far explosion behind us, the ground shook in tremors, our ears were invaded by a high-pitched hiss, we fell to the dirt, with monsters following close.
"Don't stop!" I said as i got up, the loud whistle still confusing my senses.
I helped the men get back on their feet, we had to move.
"Keep running!" Without a doubt, we kept going, the men at the trench opened fire on the monsters trying to reach us.
The screams of pain of shot grasshoppers were heard as i got inside the trench, i then turned around.
There was smoke on the place where we put the explosive, the smoke became wider, darker and thicker, then, a fire erupted from inside the forest, engulfing a tree whole.
Then another one, and another one, soon enough, the fire expanded, the grasshoppers looked at it confused, but they could feel it, or rather, understand it, the fire was bad.
We heard them all the way from here, screams, like a pig thrown to feed feral dogs, the fire could not be reasoned with, it wanted to feed, to eat, to expand, to burn.
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"Hill"
07:00 pm, 31 of november of 1914, in mainland Denmark, after the "2nd battle of Denmark" and at the start of the "Battle of Despair".
"Shit." Was the only thing I could say to the sight of the battlefield, our cannons and rifles raining hell itself to the incoming hordes of grasshoppers, the binoculars letting me watch very far even getting a good look on the enemy defenses, wasn't like we could do anything with that information, less attack them, i mainly did this so i could see in better quality the big ships flying towards and away of the enemy fortifications, wasn't like i couldn't see them from here, big as a 2 story building they always flew around the enemy lines, so they eventually became as normal as they could get, and they looked exactly as the ship i saw in "Germany's gates".
"What do you think they are doing?" Asked Sanguini at my side, aiming with his sniper rifle at the incoming enemies, taking potshots at them, we were in the top of the "hell hill" as we started calling the hill we were before the "2nd battle of Denmark" happened.
"My honest guess? They are bringing reinforcements." I said calmly as our guns continued to rain fire and brimstone on the enemy, some of our artillery pieces aimed at the enemy defenses, but couldn't reach the enemy ships, if we had the true pieces of artillery, not the ones they left us here to defend as rearguard to aim at infantry, we could've done more, unfortunately, Luden's regiment had to drop the most heavy equipment so they weren't overrun by the ambushers.
"That's bad, really bad." He said as he fired again, he had the professionalism to at least don't get distracted by the news, he was the best shooter I've met so i trusted his abilities.
"Yes it is, how many kills you go?" I asked to try and start a conversation with him.
"I'm currently in a 9 kill streak, wait-" he stopped talking and so did i, we didn't make a sound until he fired suddenly his gun, "sorry, i reformulate, IN a 10 kill streak."
*"Shit, don't be bad! Leave some of them for the
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"Surprise"
09:05 am, 1 of december of 1914, in mainland Denmark, after the "2nd battle of Denmark" and at the start of the second day of the "Battle of Despair".
It was... Left or... Right? Left, more screams of pain that way, i swear to God that I'm gonna end up deaf with all of it.
Well, to be fair across the entire trench you could hear those screams, most were overshadowed by the deadly amount of bullets casted and fired against the invaders, wait...
If we got here in Denmark by "Making a deal of cooperation and support to recover the lost land against the invaders." Wouldn't that makes us the invaders? Damn politics.
Either way, my job is to kill these motherfuckers, not to question the decisions of bosses who have to pay me.
I've been told by someone who was running away earlier, there were an enemy breach around here, problem is, can i seal the gap before more of them come in?
The corridors of the trenchline were tricky, you could get lost, but if you remember the general direction of things it wasn't that bad. Well maybe they still are but i have work to do, that mainly implies that i have some big ants to kill.
The screaming ceased here, did they all di- What i saw long past the corner and into the place told by the runaway was now visible, and sure it was anormal what the fuck?
Instead of the usual scenery of many dead and half way dying, i found a young guy i felt i met before, sat on the wall while breathing heavily and the verily not ominous corpse of a grasshopper a few meters away from him with a shovel stuck on his neck, it wasn't difficult to guess what occurred.
"Ah! A man of great culture! Well done! Many die trying it!"
He simply looked at me with the most dead glare i ever saw, before simply raising his open hand to me, i grabbed it and raised him back up on his feet.
"How do you feel? Are you hurt somewhere around?"
He looked at me as if i was mad before talking.
"I'm NEVER gonna do that again."
"Heh classic, well done either way, you are pretty good."
"I swear to Christ if i ever hear someone saying that they can do what you do I'm gonna fucking scream."
"Is easy on paper, difficult on execution."
"Yeah i guess, but seriously, I'm never gonna do that again, i felt i was going to die if i fucked up, and his fucking speed, how do you do this without breaking up a sweat?"
"I'm small, strong and ate a lot of meat." I said while flexing my muscles towards him to annoy him.
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