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This was a photo of the comic I took and posted on my deviantart.
I think these comics made Chick weirdly interesting. One of the comics involved Chick admitting he respects Doc as a racer, has a “win at all cost” mentality because of his father, and that he learns to not make fun of disabled children.
This comic has him randomly show and save Red unintentionally. Long story short, Sarge had a really bad camera and thought Red stole something from him. Doc is in charge of the trial, Sally tries to defend Red and butt heads with Sarge about his sucky evidence. Sally monologues to herself about Sarge’s sucky evidence, Chick randomly shows up and flirts with her. Sally leaves and follows her to the courthouse. It’s then Chick shows he’s an AV nerd and messes with Sarge’s video evidence that showed color, cleared the image, and reveal Red didn’t steal his stuff.
So yeah…
Hello! I hardly even know the blog but just stopping by to drop off some Chick and Sally interactions I thought you'd might like lol
LETS GO, THEY HAD OFFICIAL INTERACTIONS!!!!
god chick is such an asshole 😭😭 and sally continues to be the realest character ever
also i love how this addresses their dynamic where chick sorta represents the worst of the life that sally left behind 🤔 salchick is so deep and multilayered
also also, reoccurring chick detail i noticed: whenever chick makes a "witty" joke or one-liner and no one reacts, he immediately tries to awkwardly explain it
If you light someone on fire is it arson or manslaughter?
Please reblog this for everyone so they will be informed about how to prevent danger for their children!!!
Tips That Can Save Your Kid’s Life.
Attention tumblrs, we got a mission on our hands!!
These people are disgusting pedophiles who want/ have raped minors. So in order to spread this news we need everyone to report/block them.
They need to know that we are aware & and will not hesitate to expose them and punish them for their heinous acts!!!
DON’T HESITATE TO SPREAD THE WORD FOR EVERYONE TO SEE!!!
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❗AVOID THESE PEDOPHILES AT ALL COSTS! ❗
I was scrolling through Tumblr and came across a post of KNOWN PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR (many of which have or want to rape actual children/minors)
THERE ARE ACTUAL PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR TRYING TO GET IN TOUCH WITH MINORS ON TUMBLR
PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST THIS LIST AND KEEP OUR MINORS SAFE
Rouge - Prompt Based
I’m a bit new here, and usually stay for art and any interesting pieces of fan-fiction that are related. Funny enough, it’s not really related at all. However, I’m feeling a bit creative to actually write something. A prompt that I found on TikTok and the ideas were just brilliant that I had to share them before my brain forgot them.
Content Warning: Murder, mild blood and gore.
Please notify me if I missed anything.
Rouge - A series of mysterious deaths linked to the color red leads a young detective into the deepest rabbit hole of her life.
The color rouge, specifically red rouge. Typically any kind of red or reddish-colored make-up that's used for tinting a person's cheeks.
However, in this context, it stained the victim's body. Her dress drenched, face frozen and petrified, their body methodically placed holding the infamous bouquet of poppies. Jewelry shining with each flashing light of the camera. Her feet dirty.
The medical coroner walked with his assistant trailing behind and arrived. My partner and I greeted them.
"To whom do I have the displeasure of, Audrey?" Benji asked. "We still haven't identified them yet but this marks the 4th victim." I stated before continuing to take pictures. My eyes drifting between each of the splotches of rouge littering the plaza. "The killer has been getting more bold lately."
"So, what'd ya got Benji?" My mentor, Larissa, questioned. Benji gave them a pointed look before starting.
While doc squatted down his assistant settled down the bags while Benji spoke. "Well, I can see there's no pooling of the victim's blood but her dress is soaked in it, suggesting they were moved. The gash to her neck, slightly cleaned as well. And they positioned them to hold the flowers as we’ve seen with past victims. Their shoes are missing as well.” Benji rambled. “Some bruising is present in the shape of a hand. Maybe we can get some fingerprints.”
Larissa turned to me. “Your turn, gimme a rundown.”
“The job seems a bit sloppy than usual, rushed even, which the killer might’ve been walked in on before finishing.” My head signaling over to the maintenance workers being given interviews. “The plaza is decorated in spots of rouge.” Larissa seemed satisfied. “We can check with cameras around the plaza to get a better view of our poppy killer. And a bit later with the local bars.” Larissa told me.
Benji's gloved hands pulled out the bouquet and examined it pulling out a paint card simply titled ‘rouge’ before handing it to his assistant to bag and tag it. He began to do some other tasks before starting up again.
"The time of death occurred between 4-5am but I won't know more until I've got them on the slab." Benji said. As he and his assistant began to lift and cart the body away.
Larissa began to trek over to the maintenance workers while I stayed behind to take more pictures before calling cleaners.
It won’t be long before the press are clamoring over us.
I don’t know if I’ll do continue to add to the prompt but I know if I did certain details may be subject to change.
- Was originally posted on my Wattpad account
To be, or not to be, brother
Oscar Isaac as Jack in Mojave (2015)
Daniel Armbruster (Joywave) is keeping The Hives locked up in his basement in Rochester, NY claims that he's the real Randy Fitzsimmons.
they destroyed the Tavrian Chersonesus and took artifacts to Russian museums I'm gonna be sick. This is 1600 years older than Notre Dame, THIS IS A UNESCO HERITAGE MONUMENT
1994: Crimean Tatars mark the 50th anniversary of russia deporting their entire population from their homeland. From the 18th-20th of May 1944 the Tatars were loaded onto cattle trains and removed from their native land.
2024 is the 80th anniversary of Stalin's Crimean genocide.
Since 2014 Crimea has again been occupied by russia.
No Genocide
Crimean Tatars in Ukraine commemorate russia's deportation of their entire population from their homeland from the 18th-20th May 1944.
2024 is the 80th anniversary of Stalin's ethnic cleansing of Crimea.
Sources:
The Kyiv Post
The Atlantic Council
OSCE
Gimme a vote! (only if you want to, of course 😉) I haven't written too much, in awhile, so let's see how this goes 🤔😳
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Forever and always AKB
I use to watch you as you slept.
I love your lips. soft… pink… warm…
ever so slightly parted, delicate.
id listen to your breath. every breath.
you were so peacfull.
and the soft contours of your body.
dim morning light through the window.
shades of blue and grey.
chest rising just to fall so smoothly down.
your naked body half coverd by sheets.
sheets that couldnt cover you if they wanted to.
my hands on your throught, you liked that.
That look in your eyes. you knew Id never hurt you.
youd inhale with a gasp a pleasure when I got it right.
Everything was always right. everything… right?
Now I know it will be. I know youll never leave.
a gentle thrust, a warm wet gush.
your life no more than a crimson river.
Down your chest, onto the floor.
everything you ever were is mine.
your lips part. and that look in your eyes.
pure. nothing. hopeless. love and everything.
the same as on the side of the road that drunken night.
cold steel, tender flesh. surrender to nothingness.
Youll always be my first and last.
My one and only. your love was mine.
and my life was yours.
Ill hold you in my arms. love you till your gone.
I never lied.
I can still taste you on my lips.
cold and crimson… our last kiss.
Chapter 1: Five Hours Before Death
"AMELIA!" My boss exclaimed as he walked over to my desk.
"Yes, sir, do you need something?" I say while still looking at my computer.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I need you to tell me about my agenda for this afternoon," he says urgently while looking at his watch.
"Ah well, sir, you have a one-thirty meeting with one of the board of directors and a six o'clock dinner reservation with the misses" I told my boss while looking up at him.
My boss looks at me and says, "Before I leave for my one-thirty, I need you to come to my office; I need to speak to you about something urgent. Got it."
"Yes, sir, I understand," I say, confirming it.
'What does he want to tell me? Oh, I hope it isn't what I found out a few days ago,' I thought as I looked back at my computer. Two days ago, I found out that my boss: Nicholas Anderson, had an illegal import business up and running. And in turn, he paid the mayor to keep quiet about everything. I shook those thoughts out of my head, focusing on my work.
Time flies by and now it is twelve-thirty. I get up from my desk and head to Mr. Anderson's office on the next floor above. Walking over to the sliver elevator doors, you press one of the buttons on the wall next to the doors. The doors open, and you step in, turning around while the doors shut, pressing the button heading up to the next floor. Hearing the irritating music blaring into the rectangular box, the doors open; indicating, that I am on the next floor.
Walking up to his door, I knock, telling him that I am there. "Come in," Mr. Anderson said. I open the door and walk into his office. Noticing a few pictures of his family here and there, he looked up from his computer.
"Ah, excellent timing Ms. Cameron; I was about to call you up," Mr. Anderson said as he pushed himself up from his black leather chair, making eye contact with you.
"May I ask what this is about; you made it seem crucial," I said looking curious but deep down I know what he may say.
"Uh, yes, I know that you found about my uh business. I must warn you if you tell the authorities or anyone for that matter, you might not get to be forty. Am I clear?" Mr. Anderson says
"Ye-ss, sir-r," I said, fear plastered onto my face.
"Good, then you may leave." I placed my hands onto the arms of the chair, pushed my legs up, feeling the pressure of standing. I leave the room and head back downstairs, thinking of what he was saying.
The day went by faster than the flash himself, a mixture of colors; pinks, oranges, and yellows stating that the sun is setting within the west. Shutting everything down and grabbing my purse and coat. I look down at my watch; which looks like it is from the nineties, and it reveals that it is 8:50 p.m. 'Huh has it been five hours already; who would have thought' I left the gray building and straight to my 1999 navy blue chevy corvette. I slammed the car door closed as I sat down in the driver's seat. I took out my keys from my purse so that I could start the engine. My keys have two keychains attached to them; one of them is a Slytherin crest, the other is a Gryffindor crest. I placed the keys into the ignition and turned it. The engine roared to life, I got strapped in and I reversed back into the parking lot to head the main road.
It did not take long for Amelia to get to her apartment. She pulled into the parking lot outside the complex, making sure she did not touch the curb, she turned off the engine and took the keys out of the ignition. She grabs her purse, slips her hand into door handle to open it. The door opens and she steps out into the crisp cold air. She steps onto the sidewalk and looks back to her car. Her car was shining from the light created by the lamp post. The wind blowing against her skin, the hair on her skin standing up and she gets a shiver crawling down her spine. Amelia did not pay attention to the ever-growing feeling within the pit of her stomach as she started climbing the stairs to the second floor.
I got to the top of the stairs of the second floor. I walked down the hallway a little bit to reach my apartment. It was about five minutes of walking; I reached my apartment: number 4. I looked over to my right and saw the door where my neighbor Minerva Barnes lives. 'She is such a sweet woman' I thought as I grabbed my keys to unlock the door. I got my keys into the lock, and I unlocked the door. As I was stepping into my apartment, I am suddenly overwhelmed with a sense of dread; like I should not have entered the apartment. Due to the lights not working, it gave me an eerie and creepy feeling to the atmosphere of the apartment.
It kept getting stronger as I took off my coat, my shoes, and when I placed my keys into the tray. I turn around and locked the door. I went into the kitchen, grab a small glass from one of the cabinets, and went over to the sink to get water. Placing the glass down, I went to turn the faucet on when everything went black. What I did not know right now was that my time to pass on had come.
Opening my eyes, I squint at the moonlight shining through the teal curtains. I tried to move but could not. I looked down and saw my hands were bounded. I turned my head so that I can see my feet, turns out my feet were also bounded.
"I wouldn't do that if I was you" someone said while standing in the shadows.
"Who are you? Why are doing this?" I asked fear rising within me.
"Did you really think he wouldn't know that you were gathering evidence to give to the police? I mean, Mr. Anderson knew that you knew about the business, so he made an educated guess, and what do you know he was right after all." The figure said while chuckling slightly.
Fear took ahold of me once I realized what he was talking about. You see, I have been gathering up evidence on my boss. Apparently, he has been bribing the mayor to cover up his import business. I look back at the figure wondering who they are.
"Who are you?" I asked as I stare into the shadows.
"That is unimportant lady" he said while pulling something out of his pockets. I couldn't tell what it was, but the feeling grew even more stronger as it was before. The figure then walks out of the shadows. His body was slightly brightened but you couldn't make out his face.
Since you now have a semi-clear view of the man, you notice that he had a Glock 19 9mm Compact. Your grandparents taught you how to hunt and when you were older you went to the shooting range, so you know different types of guns. You watch as he loads ammo into the gun. You look back at the curtains taking in the light of the moon. Hearing footsteps behind you, you realize that the man had walked up to you from behind.
'This is it; this is how I go out, huh' I thought as I felt the gun was placed on the back of my head. I opened my mouth tasting salt, which meant tears. I was so scared I didn't realize that I was crying. The tears were flowing down my face at a rapid pace as the man pulled the trigger.
**BANG**
Amelia fell to the ground as blood flows out of her head. Blood spatters across the lightly colored walls and floors turning them crimson red. The man walks towards an open window. Putting the gun back into his pocket, the man got up onto the windowsill. The man looked back at the body, blood pooling around her and glistening in the moonlight. The wind blowing steadily as the man jumped out of the window and onto the pavement below. Walking away from the crime the man had just committed, he wore a sadistic smile on his face.
The lighters I've stolen so far (87)
I love stealing lighters, I'm a sneaky little goblin, I've become so good at stealing lighters that i steal them in front of people's faces and no-one sees me hehe :3
"I'm not gonna finish that sentence for legal reasons."
So nobody said anything funny today, but I just witnessed two guys pick up a bench and attempt to walk away with it, and I can’t just not acknowledge that
Na semana passada, a Polícia Judiciária deteve um jovem de 23 anos suspeito de ter abusado sexualmente de uma menina de 12 anos, em Viana do Castelo. Esta semana, foram igualmente detidos, pela Unidade de Combate ao Crime Informático da Polícia Judiciárias, vários indivíduos, alegados pedófilos, acudados de publicarem fotografias - roubadas nas redes sociais - de menores em sites de pornografia infantil. A publicação «Crimes na Internet» aborda, de forma simples, a prática de crimes cometidos via Internet, o chamado ‘cibercrime’.
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Yuka Takaoka: A Speculative and Statistical Analysis
Introduction
Yuka Takaoka, a twenty-three-year-old Japanese woman, was arrested for attempting to murder her boyfriend with a kitchen knife on May 23rd, 2019, after she was allegedly exposed to photos of him being intimate with another woman. Stating afterward, “since I loved him so much, I just couldn’t help it”.
Speculation, Comparisons to Other Killers, Statistical Traits The motivation behind Takaoka's assault remains unclear; the only motivation surrounding the "love" she felt for him. A psychological complex common in serial killers is one of gaining control via owning the corpse of the victim. Jeffery Dahmer, an American serial killer who often dismembered and tested upon his young male victims, claimed he murdered his victims due to the fact that he believed owning his victim's bodies placed him in complete control over them, thus fulfilling a sexual fetish.
Jeffrey Dahmer claimed that killing was "the least satisfactory part... No, the killing was not the objective. I just wanted to have the person under my complete control, not having to consider their wishes, being able to keep them there as long as I wanted". Takaoka shared similar sentiments, “I thought I would kill him because I thought that was how I could be with him. I thought that expressions such as ‘I like you’ and ‘I would like to be with you’ would become a reality if [we both] die" before stating "After killing [him], I, too, wanted to die”. It seems that Takaoka's sole motive wasn't necessarily the thrill of killing her boyfriend, but rather the means to an end surrounding fulfilling the gratification of a sexual and romantic fetish surrounding complete control. The victim being a romantic partner already establishes that the perpetrator most likely felt some sort of physical attraction to the victim, strengthening the hypothesis. It is possible that the obsession was further activated by the photographs taken of the victim and the anonymous woman, which struck the perpetrator's obsession with "ownership" over the victim.
When looking more specifically at statistical analyses, it seems Takaoka does not fit the stereotypical profile of a female murderer or serial killer. Though Takaoka did know her victim, both common traits in female killers, Takaoko's motivation was not material, she waited for authorities to place her into custody, the victim was not elderly nor adolescent, nor did Takaoka kill due to physical aggression from an intimate partner.
Outro
The case of Yuka Takaoka, though tragic, highlights an important point surrounding the predictable link between killing and the need for dominance. It will most likely go down in history as one of the strangest cases of attempted murder of all time.
Sources:
https://www.tokyoreporter.com/crime/yuka-takaoka-incident-gruesome-details-emerge-about-crime-of-passion/
https://www.oxygen.com/dahmer-on-dahmer-a-serial-killer-speaks/blogs/9-mind-blowing-quotes-made-by-serial-killer-jeffrey
https://www.tokyoreporter.com/crime/yuka-takaoka-incident-victim-survives-holds-no-grudge/#:~:text=%E2%80%9CI%20thought%20I%20would%20kill,a%20knife%20from%20the%20residence.
https://au.news.yahoo.com/story-behind-graphic-photo-of-beautiful-woman-covered-in-blood-092601608.html?guccounter=1&guce_referrer=aHR0cHM6Ly93d3cuZ29vZ2xlLmNvbS8&guce_referrer_sig=AQAAACIq1Ov01V9NGiTuH5OA3orzQa15-vyY5qhb02fh7Faam0E5nO3xUjQ8xxQ0fniD7MjrfNE64Ud1P-yzAtJ1xa8N08MpO94rf_y4LiJhDE1NanG-XLDTUk5Dvwm9Ncyi3K7vxaWpc0iwrUPg7aikx9xjVsaY6A9OAH80F1d4nE3S
https://dra.american.edu/islandora/object/1213capstones:214/datastream/PDF/view#:~:text=Dahmer%20initially%20tried%20to%20avoid,in%20complete%20control%20of%20them.
https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/2098088/
https://www.researchgate.net/publication/289702828_A_study_of_female_serial_killers
https://www.researchgate.net/publication/272291806_Female_serial_killers_in_the_United_States_Means_Motives_and_Makings
https://www.researchgate.net/publication/6947987_Female_serial_killing_Review_and_case_report
(Note: I am not a psychologist, just interested in criminology)
Jack the Ripper: A Statistical and Typological Analysis
Introduction
Jack the Ripper was an uncaught British serial killer who operated in London from August of 1888 to November of the same year. He has five canonical victims, all of which were prostitutes. The confirmed victims include Mary Ann Nichols (31st of August), Annie Chapman (8th of September), Elizabeth Stride (30th of September), Catherine Eddowes (30th of September) and Mary Jane Kelly (9th of November).
Typology of Jack the Ripper
Serial killers can usually be organized into six typologies each with their own unique incentive, ideas, thoughts and methods of killing. The varieties of these types are the organized killer and disorganized killer and the main types are the visionary killer, the mission-oriented killer, the hedonistic killer (thrill, lust and comfort) and the power-oriented killer.
Though the killing of prostitutes may suggest a mission-oriented motive, the letters loosely suggest a thrill variety hedonistic killer (he gained obvious enjoyment of taunting of the police and the "Dear Boss" letter had a generally jovial or humorous attitude) and crime scene characteristics match the lust variety (controlled crime scene, overkill, specific victim and body mutilation after death).
The organized vs. disorganized concept is another system of criminal typology that uses crime scene analysis. Using this system we can use conjecture to determine certain personality traits (organized killers might have a higher IQ, for example). I’ll use this rating system to figure out his orientation on the O/U scale:
-Victim known: 0
-Stranger targeted: 1
-Poisoned: 0
-Chaotic scene: 0
-Controlled scene: 1
-Weapon planned: 1
-Weapon left: 0
-Body transported: 0
-Act focused: 1
The answers to this checklist suggest an organized typology by a minor amount. Though the closeness of results his organization and calmness during the course the crime suggests the result is accurate.
For personality factors we can use the OCEAN model:
-Openness: Moderate to high. Somewhat open and creative. He named himself and was one of the first serial killers to send letters. -Consciousness: Unknown. Likely moderate to low. He was organized during the course of the murders. -Extraversion: Unknown. Likely low. Considering the statistical likelihood of feelings of loneliness he'd likely have low social adequacy and social introversion. -Agreeableness: Low. Uncooperative and hostile. Partakes in crime behavior, taunting police and murder. -Neuroticism: Mid to low. Calm and unemotional. Was able to calmly avoid police and surgically remove body parts of victims precisely without anxious slip-ups.
An extra cluster will be included in the next section not discussed here. Specifically statistical analysis of prostitute homocides.
Speculation, Comparisons to Other Killers, Statistical Traits
We know that the Zodiac Killer could be profiled into both the visionary and hedonistic category based off motivation. However, what could possibly be the cause for these behaviors and what could be gleaned from these classifications?
From statistical analysis of prostitute murderers and the earlier typological analysis it's most likely he had these traits :
1. Poor academic record. [Statistics]
2. Average to high intelligence. [Statistics]
3. Highly lost in thought or a daydreamer. [Statistics]
4. Unsteady employment and holds low-level jobs. Though he was most likely employed at the time of the murders due to most of his killings taking place on weekends or holidays. [Statistics & Conjecture]
5. Chronic feelings of isolation or loneliness. [Statistics]
6. Was in his early thirties. This indicates a most likely correct witness description of Jack. [Statistics]
7. Even if he had poor academic performance he was most likely educated considering the use of a paragraph indent and correct spelling in the "Dear Boss" letter. This supports the idea has had parents with stable work. [Conjecture]
8. Has a controlled mood in general or during the crime. [Typology]
9. Follows the crime in news media. [Typology]
10. Parent's work was generally stable. [Typology]
11. If he was a lust killer he most likely gained sexual gratification from murder, killed strangers, planned the murders and was highly organized. [Typology]
12. If he was a thrill killer he likely enjoyed of the thrill of killing itself, killed strangers, created processes for murder and was highly organized. [Typology]
13. Uncooperative, calm affect, introverted, moderately hardworking/organized and somewhat creative. [OCEAN]
Outro
Even over one-hundred and thirty-three years later Jack the Ripper is still one of the most discussed Serial Killers in history. The shadowy moustached figure stalking the misty streets of London's name will most likely always be Jack, however, even now we can possibly still shed some light on who was behind the name Sources:
https://www.casebook.org/ripper_letters/
https://www.ojp.gov/pdffiles1/nij/grants/198117.pdf
https://www.biography.com/crime-figure/jack-the-ripper
https://www.casebook.org/victims/
https://europepmc.org/article/med/30544084
https://www.researchgate.net/publication/307819660_The_Traits_and_the_Thrill_of_Serial_Killers
https://www.marshall.edu/forensics/files/Baber_Seminar2014_ODcsp.pdf
(Note: I am not a psychologist, just interested in criminology)
Audio of Zodiac killer suspect Richard Gaikowski whose voice was identified as the same as the Zodiac's by police dispatcher Nancy Slover. His voice was so similar she went as far to say "it's the same guy". https://www.zodiackiller.com/SuspectGaikowski.html
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