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September’s challenge is: Bingo!

“Often when you think you’re at the end of something, you’re at the beginning of something else.”

~ Mr. Fred Rogers ~


When imagination is your only restraint, be brave, soar past the visible sky, beyond the stars, and tell the tale of the world, the people, the history you find.


The friend zone can be a painful place, or it can be lovely. Just embrace your friend and try to be happy.


Where the holidays can be interesting, they can soon get repetitive and boring. Hence the change to:
Did you know?

There’s a brain condition that gives you an uncontrollable urge to make puns. If you’ve damaged the right frontal lobe of your brain, you can develop Witzelsucht, which is German for “joke addiction”. The condition causes a compulsive need to constantly make up or tell jokes- even in the middle of the night or during an important interview.


Today's Tarot Card from September 5, 2018, from Galaxy Tarot

Instinctive Drives, Inner Strength, Survival, Courage


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Sep. 26th, 2018 05:39 pm (UTC)
played with both the Mr. Roger's quote and the strength/survival aspects of the tarot.

The bit involves the Legion character Clark (regarding his search for David) in our RP world...so no spoilers here and now warnings necessary:

There had not been a killing in months.

Not a blip on the radar. Not a single research facility death. Not another wall melting, body merging massacre.

It was as if David Haller was gone. Dead. Imploded beneath the vast power of his mind and the forced routine of medications he had been subjected to. His superiors, it seemed, were of that opinion. Voslov and the others had turned their attention to other things, the fire in the Havensport lab, the new shareholder with his fingers in the company pie. The furthering of their efforts to expand The Program by ‘recruiting’ volunteers from the clone-rich environment of Havensport, or selecting them from the unfortunates who were periodically rounded up and deposited in the holding and rehabilitation center for reclamation by their owners or re-adoption out to others.

That was a bad call, as far as Clark was concerned, but what did he know. He hadn’t even been able to find and retrieve what might have been the Program’s most valuable asset.

But Clark didn’t believe it was over. Not by a long stretch of any degree of the imagination. Haller was out there. Somewhere. He was stronger than that. Stronger than anything they had ever seen before. Thanks to his own abilities, and those created and enhanced by The Program, Haller was a survivor. This silence wasn’t the end of anything.

As he closed the report file that was, according to his superiors, supposed to be the final report on the Haller matter, Clark was willing to stake his career on it just being the beginning.
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