Badger, old enough to remember 9/11, he/him. Paramedic, purveyor of post-apocalyptic dreamscapes. For wrenching emotional catharsis, see me at Trapelo_Road475 on ao3.
Tis the summer season, and that means it’s time to fundraise for the annual Provincetown Swim for Life! For 36 years (that’s nearly as long as I’ve been alive guys) the swim has raised money for women’s health, people living with HIV/AIDS, community elders, and environmental protection and awareness.
The swim itself is a vibrant, joyful event, supported by the entire Provincetown community. Swimmers of all ages, competitive levels, genders, and backgrounds get together with one common goal. We swim together, and we swim for life. Please give as you are able and share widely.
It’s a giant deer that inhabits the world of “乾坤の鷲-Kenkon no washi-” This character is particularly my favorite.
“乾坤の鷲-Kenkon no washi-” is a fictional world primarily modeled after Central Eurasia, and within it, this creature is revered as a sacred beast by the minority groups living in the cold northern regions (similar to the border between Russia and Mongolia in the real world).
Despite its gentle nature, it often goes unnoticed by jinka, who perceive humans similarly to small animals. It mainly feeds on moss, bark, and the like, but it eats a variety of things such as mushrooms, fish, and carrion.
On July 26, 1959, Rankin was flying from Naval Air Station South Weymouth, Massachusetts, to Marine Corps Air Station Beaufort in South Carolina.[4] He climbed over a thunderhead that peaked at 45,000 feet (13,700 m); then—at 47,000 feet (14,300 m) and at mach 0.82—he heard a loud bump and rumble from the engine. The engine stopped, and a fire warning light flashed.[1] He pulled the lever to deploy auxiliary power, and it broke off in his hand. Though not wearing a pressure suit, at 6:00 pm he ejected into the −50 °C (−58 °F) air.[1] He suffered immediate frostbite, and decompression caused his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth to bleed. His abdomen swelled severely. He did, however, manage to make use of his emergency oxygen supply.[1]
Five minutes after he abandoned the plane, his parachute had not opened. While in the upper regions of the thunderstorm, with near-zero visibility, the parachute opened prematurely instead of at 10,000 feet (3,000 m) because the storm had affected the barometric parachute switch and caused it to open.[5] After ten minutes, Rankin was still aloft, carried by updrafts and getting hit by hailstones. Violent spinning and pounding caused him to vomit. Lightning appeared, which he described as blue blades several feet thick, and thunder that he could feel. The rain forced him to hold his breath to keep from drowning. One lightning bolt lit up the parachute, making Rankin believe he had died.[1]
Conditions calmed, and he descended into a forest. His watch read 6:40 pm. It had been 40 minutes since he had ejected. He searched for help and eventually was admitted into a hospital at Ahoskie, North Carolina.[1] He suffered from frostbite, welts, bruises, and severe decompression.
On 14 February 2007, in spite of weather reports heralding the presence of violent thunderstorms, Wiśnierska decided to try to fly in order to train for the 2007 World Paragliding Championships near Manilla, New South Wales, Australia. She was sucked into the ascending current of a cumulonimbus cloud, a cloud responsible for large and heavy rains, usually with hail inside and extremely low temperatures. Unable to get out, she was lifted to an altitude of 9,946 metres (32,631 ft), according to her GPS. The GPS variometer also tracked vertical speeds of up to +20 m/s (77 kilometres per hour (48 mph)).[4] She landed 3.5 hours later about 60 kilometres (37 mi) north of her starting position.
hate how any mention of being on knees is immediately assumed to be sucking dick. because maybe theyre eating pussy. did you even think about that? no you only think about yourself
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Holy crap, it’s real, and what a story!
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