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Justin Horval, host of the wildly popular Dead By Dawg Youtube channel and one of the founders of the legendary Hells Headbangers joins the podcast for the first time this week. No wimps or posers are spared as J-Dawg runs the gamut of his upcoming Dead By Dawg Fest, the evolution of his channel, the early days of Hells, bodybuilding and more. Then it's on to this week's News Rant, where I'm joined by my good friend Svartalv of Nocturnal Breed, Gehenna and Engangshammer.  We round up the latest singles by Conan, Obsidian Tongue, In The Woods and Nightfall for judgement, while Svartalv gives me the low-down on all his musical endeavors.     Please support the bands featured on this episode PROFANATICA: https://profanatica-us.bandcamp.com/  ATTIC: https://attic-vanrecords.bandcamp.com/  NECROPHAGIA: https://necrophagia.bandcamp.com/    Get your DEAD BY DAWG FEST tickets here:  https://www.eventbrite.com/e/dead-by-dawg-fest-volume-1-tickets-948328133977    Get your daily J-Dawg fix on YouTube:  https://www.youtube.com/@justinhorval8491    Visit Hells Headbangers Online Store here: https://shop-hellsheadbangers.com/ 

Please join my guest George and me as we recap another successful Hells Heroes weekend.  This is part one (day one) @metalchatpod-X,Bluesky metalmelissapodcst@gmail.com  

Hells to the Yes! We are joined today by the excellent Ramón K Pêrez, who we hope most of our listeners immediately recognize as the artist behind many of the great works of the late-90s era Palladium product releases. Ramón was a delight to have on the show, sharing many tales of his days working for Palladium, and details behind his work in the years that followed. This was such a lovely chat, and we hope you all enjoy it as much as we did! Drop us a line! You can follow us (sporadically) on Facebook, and we'd love to see you on our Discord Channel too. And let us know your thoughts by leaving a review on iTunes or any other podcast aggregate sites. For even more info and options, check out our main website or our low-bandwidth alternative feed site. Links of Note: Jim Henson's Tale of Sand Stillwater Jane A Day in the Life with Ramón K Pêrez Credits: Hosts: NPC, Just Jacob, and Matt Buckley Guests: Ramón K Pêrez Music: Opening is "8-Bit bass & lead" by Furbyguy, Closing is "Caravana" by Phillip Gross Episode Length (We support chapters!): 01:08:26 Glitter Boys, Rifts, the Megaverse, and all other such topics are the property of Kevin Siembieda and Palladium Books. Please buy all their stuff and help keep them in print and making more games! You can order directly at palladiumbooks.com, and their entire catalog is available digitally at Drive-Thru RPG as well. We release all of our episodes simultaneously on: Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCuc8KbdMqx8ajWfm2OUTs7A Audio RSS: https://breakfastpuppies.com/feed/glitterbois Want to help us pay for hosting? We have a few options: Drop us a one-time donation or a recurring membership at our Ko-Fi page Follow this link to our Pinecast Tip Jar We've got a merch store if you're looking for some sweet Glitterbois swag. Check out our affiliate store and buy some of the various products we endorse. Support The Glitterbois by contributing to their tip jar: https://tips.pinecast.com/jar/the-glitterbois Send us your feedback online: https://pinecast.com/feedback/the-glitterbois/1e001eb4-fba2-4374-94e9-a2f3a975f733 This podcast is powered by Pinecast. Try Pinecast for free, forever, no credit card required. If you decide to upgrade, use coupon code r-66e5ee for 40% off for 4 months, and support The Glitterbois.

Investigating the sins of a church have sent the Pity Party into an underground dungeon where they uncover an even more devilish plot.Use code DRAGONDEEZ10 for 10% off your own Story Engine Deck at https://storyenginedeck.com/Become a Member! https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCMkvQUm_aXR-iKHVUTk0ILw/joinDDD Merch!https://dragondeezdice.shop/Timestamps (Beware of spoilers):Intro + Recap 00:00Rescue 4:25Combat 41:00Portal to The Hells 1:11:33Escape 1:35:34Shello & Pebble 2:03:16Travel 2:14:43Loot Distribution 2:17:18Group Discussions 2:25:03Next Town... 3:04:50

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No Longer An Enemy.Book 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels."My Sister wished to know if you speak Mandarin," the brother translated for me."Hi, I'm Cáel," I greeted him. "Who are you guys?" He looked to one of the two goons holding on to me. I received a painful kidney punch. I discovered a whole new super-power. It hurt for about two seconds then nothing."I asked you a question," he repeated."No, I don't speak Mandarin," I lied so well it came across as a dour confession."Yet you know the secretive language of the Earth & Sky," he stated."Yes, I do. I have a thing for dead languages. Maybe in a few more years, I'll pick up your Mother Tongue as well," I bantered.No punishment was immediately meted out, so I suspected no one close to me, besides him, spoke much if any English. Jian Bob (my new name for him) didn't relay my insult. I wasn't worth it. He went straight for the reason for our get-together."You are going to die, Mr. Nyilas. That is a given," J B began."We both know you have done enough damage to our cause to be worthy of elimination a hundred times over. I'm going to show you respect by not lying to you about your possible fate. What you can do is save your young companion. We understand you two are close," he appealed in a very polite manner. Aya snickered."Cáel, these people are mentally challenged," she giggled to me, "or hideously misinformed.""I know, I know," I smiled down at Aya. "Still, they have gone through a great deal of effort to insult our intellect today, so let's humor them a little longer." Jian Bob issued several casual orders.In short order, a third man had hold of me by the jaw with one hand while trying to hold my eyelids open with the other. One guard held her by the shoulders. A second held her right hand, extending her ring finger. A third man held a knife to her top knuckle. A forth stood close with a small blowtorch."She may be a small person, Mr. Nyilas, but she can still die by the Death of a Thousand cuts," he explained."I love you, Aya," I told her softly."I love you too, Fehér mén," she succeeding in keeping most of the fear from her voice.Neither one of us could stop this. Aya certainly didn't expect me to compromise the Host for her benefit. She was as much an Amazon as the first Epona."First, I wish to know what alerted you to the attack at the Summer Camp," Bob began the interrogation."We know you were responsible. We want to know what happened." I looked into his eyes and waited patiently. He nodded to the guard, who shoved my face toward Aya's extended finger until I was less than a foot away."Do it." The Order came in Mandarin.The guard cut the top part of the digit off, one knuckle. I looked at the flesh and bone being cut away. In a clinical manner, I noted how sharp the blade was. I saw the blood shoot forth and heard Aya's little voice cry out in pain. I was pulled back and pointed at Jian Bob again."Do I need to repeat the question for you?" he said."No, I caught it the first time," I grimaced. "It tells me that you haven't the slightest idea who you are fucking with." Bob made a slight hand gesture and the blowtorch cauterized Aya's stump. Her little lungs belted out a terrible screech that wound down as her feet gave out and she hung limply in the guard's grip."Revive her." The blowtorch guy, clearly not his first day on the job, snapped some smelling salts under her noise. Aya revived, sobbing and in a great deal of pain."Cáel," she whimpered. "I have found my stillness. I'll be okay now." Her sobs subsided."Shall we try this again?" J B remained coolly polite, almost urbane."Nah," I joked, "we are both pretty good over here.""Again." The Mandarin order came. Off went another digit of her ring finger. This time her scream was much more exuberant and forceful. We all know it hurt like Hell, but the world had turned."He's going to kill all of you," Aya snickered while she sobbed. "You are all going to die.""Mu, what is the little girl saying?" she asked Jian Bob, real name Mu."She is stating her belief that Cáel will somehow kill us all," he and his sister shared the joke. "Let us see what her tune is when they start in on her left hand," the woman smiled at her sibling.That implied they'd cut off her right thumb and fingers, digit by digit, until one, or both of us cracked. The man nodded and Aya's nub was burned again. Her scream was more of a cleansing shout."Cáel, do you think I will have a nice horse to ride when I join Epona's herds, or will I get a pony?" Aya whimpered."Not a clue," I began before Mu had the face-hugging guard apply a finger strike to my solar plexus. Alal's gift had allowed me to partially organize my brain functions. Coping with pain was a whole lot easier now, but I had to be careful to monitor it because pain was Nature's way of letting you know that there was something wrong with your body."What color would you like me to pick up and have waiting for you," punch, "when you finally take yourself to the cliffs?""Again.""This is accomplishing nothing," the senior bald Mo Fo grumbled. "He clearly cares nothing for the child and has been trained in counter-interrogation techniques.""There is nothing to indicate that," Mu bristled."Xiàsh, burn the tip of his left forefinger," senior necromancer commanded. The guy holding my face coordinated with the men holding my arms to free me of my bonds and wrestle my left arm forward. I didn't bother resisting.It didn't take the commandoes long to figure I had stopped caring. On came the flame and the pain. Oh, I screamed. The pain was real. What had changed was my ability to shuffle it off to an isolated memory file to be tackled later. The bald creep stepped into my field of vision. His eyes were windows to the abyss. My "spirit" sight opened my eyes to the truly inhuman sections of his mind and soul."See, normal techniques will not be affective. We will do it, " and they realized the enormity of their mistake by assuming I was paralyzed by the pain. I broke free of the guy on my left and began twisting around the guy on my right. I wasn't getting away, I was going for his QCW O5. I knew their favorite martial arts styles and their weaponry now.The guy I was rolling behind realized what I was doing (going for his gun), but mistook my intentions. I wasn't trying to get away, or steal the gun (still strapped to his body). That cockhead even helped me out by lurching ground-ward. I swung the gun up, hit the selector and fired two quick bursts.The first three rounds hit Mr. Blowtorch in his right thigh, shredding it. The second burst caught Mr. Knife guy in the crotch, a triple 21mm castration. Had Blowtorch Guy not been busy trying to keep the strands of his right hip connected to his right leg, he could have stopped the blood fountaining from his buddies shattered groin. That was the end of my joy.I was born to the ground and the guy whose gun I'd borrowed pulled away. I hit the concrete surface hard. That was only the beginning of my issues. Radiating from the floor was cold beyond cold. I had the sensation of falling into the heart of a cold, dead star. How I even knew what the felt like was an impossibility."He feels very cold," protested one of the two guards, in Mandarin; pulling me back to my feet groused."If your incompetence has led to his terminal condition," the male twin threatened. I felt the approach of the female twin, her reaching for me. A new intense pain seared me to the cores of my bones. Before she yanked my hair up, my body reignited.I found myself stared into her pitiless eyes that regarded me with the casual callousness of a veterinarian preparing to put down some rabid stray dog. She ran three fingers over my cheek."What are you babbling about?" she snapped at the two commandoes. "If anything, he is feverish.""Zhen, have him sedated," Chief Necromancer demanded. "Mu, now we will do this my way." Once more I was bound. Someone stabbed a needle into my right triceps. That was a mere discomfort. If I had any consolation, it was hearing Mu ordering the execution of the two men I'd shot.They didn't have the time and facilities to tend to their immediate emergency needs and taking them to a trauma center wasn't going to happen. Those two went into body bags. I had to assume they would be joining us on the plane, though they'd be in the cargo compartment."What are you smiling at?" I heard Zhen snapping before my world collapsed down to a pinhole of light."Lady, I don't know what you said," Aya declared happily. "You are probably angry that Cáel has already killed two of you and we haven't even got off the ground yet." I heard a sound I couldn't make out followed by another and finally a third. That resulted in an Aya-squeak. Ah, she'd tried to hit Aya and Aya had dodged the first two blows. Good girl."Cáel isn't going to like you doing that," Aya chirped."Aya's a winner," I mumbled. I wasn't in control of my senses when they dragged me onto a waiting jet. I wasn't worried. With Aya at my side, I was invincible.DreamingI looked at her face, so youthful, beautiful in her own way, yet far from innocent. She bore a terrible weight. The armor she was wearing, that of a heavy horseman of the steppe, was a leather coat, chain links over her vulnerable regions (throat, underarms and skirt), with the rest being covered by darkened bronze plates.Her iron helmet was open-faced with mobile plates covering her cheeks as well as the sides and the back of her neck; it bore a white horse-hair plume, it was the only feature of her panoply that would draw any special attention her way. She carried no shield. Instead, she wielded a powerful horn & sinew composite recurve bow. She used her knees to rise up on her mount and fire over the mare's head.Similarly attired women rode close to either side of this young woman. Both were older; one in her early forties and the other ~ late thirties. The one to the left bore a lance, not in the couched fashion most people today are familiar with, but used in a double-handed over-head fighting style.The woman to the right fought with a strange blade. It wasn't saber ~ an ancestor of that blade perhaps. It was about a meter long, no hand guard, single-edged except for the top 4 cm on the back side which was equally sharp. Her left hand remained free. I think I saw her purpose. If the young woman got into difficulty, her guardian on the right could pull her horse away and lead the woman to safety.Behind and beside those three rode perhaps three hundred of their sisters. Those in the center were as heavily armored as those three. On each flank were the lighter, faster bow-women, on smaller steeds. The women in the center rode larger mounts that were good for carrying weight and pushing home a charge, while the flanking steppe ponies were virtually tireless.In the center, identified only by her long golden-mane helm, was the Golden Mare ~ War Leader of the Host. The Amazons didn't fly pennants or carry banners. They judged the course of battle by that woman's head movements (the mane was quite long) and the shrill horn blasts unique to the Amazons.Let the barbarians have the all too common deep booming horns calls and their totems raised high for the world to see. Let the Romans keep their trumpets and Legion standards. Amazons had been putting those fools in their graves from time immemorial. Right now, those horns had summoned the Host to a trot.The Hun, Attila, had tasked the Sarmatian Chieftain, under whose banner they rode, to deal with another crisis, the third this short day. Once more, they directed their horses over Catalaunian Fields. The Ostrogoth had gotten themselves into a world of trouble, those filthy, stinking Germans (why was I even thinking that way?)First the Amazons had ridden forth on Attila's right, reinforcing the allied Germanic tribes on the Right Wing in their attempt to force a wedge between Aetius' Romans and King Sangiban's Alans. They'd shown the fools the way, but the supporting Gepids cavalry was too timid and by the time they began to approach, the Golden Mare had been forced to sound 'retire'.The Roman auxiliary cavalry, though of poor quality, had plugged the gap. The Host were too few and too valuable (in their estimation) to die holding a position that their 'allies' might not rescue them from. Next, they had been directed to attack the center of the Alan cavalry line in support of the Huns.Despite the cowardice of their king, the Alans were hardy fighters and too accustomed to the style of steppe warfare that the Host practiced to be lured away from their position. Arrows were exchanged and brief, brutal skirmishes developed, but no advantage was gained. With their mounts exhausted, the Golden Mare had ordered the Host to retired to their camp to water their horses and refill their quivers.That bit of common sense and tactical wisdom placed them in their present crisis. Their Ostrogoth allies had been beating themselves against their Visigoth cousins all afternoon, charging up the same cursed slope that any sane commander would have found a way to flank. No, the Germans had failed seven times using the same plan, so they tried an eighth.Miraculously, they had gained a toehold on the ridgeline and killed the Visigothic King. Like a mob of mindless farmers, the Ostrogoths stopped to celebrate their 'victory' and taunt the Visigoths with the mutilated body of their fallen leader. The Visigoths had been properly incensed and counter-attacked. That's what Princes were for, to avenge their fallen Sires.As the Host exited the Hunnic laager, they'd seen the calamity unfold. The wavering Visigoth infantry had stiffened their line. Believing the Ostrogoths would press forward, the Horse-tail banner of Attila himself broke away from the central Hunnic body, pivoted to his left and thundered into the Visigoth's exposed flank.In the din of battle, it may have looked to the Great Warlord that he had a vanishing opportunity for victory. From the valley below, it was much clearer to the Amazons that the moment to break the Visigothic infantry had passed. The Huns were too tired; their mounts frothing from a long, hot afternoon of battle. Without a swift follow-through, the attack was doomed.At that point, headlong flight for the Amazons wasn't possible. Their long term survival hung on the Hunnic King keeping his Germanic 'allies' in line. They were still somewhere in eastern Roman Gaul, with the Rhine to ford and a land thick with perpetually vicious, blood-thirsty, crotch-scratching, flea-bitten Germanic barbarians to cross before they saw the green rolling hills of home again.No, the Golden Mare, and that young lady knew they had to do something to stem the tide of this disaster for another hour, then darkness would force the combatants to separate so they could try their hand at battle the next day. As the Golden Mare rode to the Sarmatian Chieftain, a rider came through the dust from Attila. The Visigothic cavalry had returned with a vengeance and the Ostrogoths were folding up.The Sarmatians (with their attached Amazons) were to 'somehow' repair the situation. As the Chieftain, the Golden Mare and three Sarmatian tribal leaders hastily discussed the actions. They saw the Hunnic Right, under hard pressure from the Roman attack, beginning to disintegrate. Of immediate concern was the rift opening up between the retreating Hunnic Gepids and the Hunnic horsemen holding the center.King Sangiban had finally discovered his manhood. The Alans attacked through that gap in the Hunnic lines and a rout was in the offing. The Sarmatian Leader decided he had to answer Attila's call. The Golden Mare offered to take her Amazons and whichever tribal leader volunteered first to ride with her against the Alans.She drew her sword and held it aloft then motioned the Sarmatians to look at her shadow."We will hold them off until the length of our swords double (the shadow). Then we are all on our own," she offered. There was no further discussion necessary. There was nothing else to say. The Host and their allies had the fresher horses and full quivers.The Alans had numbers but no heavy horse present, yet. The Host had answered Attila's call to war and now, nearly a year away from their homes in the forested steppe lands of modern-day Bukovina. At that moment they were wondering how few of them would ever see their horse herds roaming free this side of life.That was where my vision came in ~ that woman was 'Ishara', the last of my major bloodline of the first Ishara and this was the last hour of her life. The other two women were the only other two members of that vanishing bloodline. One was her aunt and the other a cousin. Despite the dire peril to their lineage, they joined their sisters in battle.Even though they were outnumber 2 to 1, the Amazons swept aside the first burst of Alans, scattering their bands and hunting the slowest of them down. Rushing alone to fill the gaping hole in the main battle lines was to abandon all tactical sense. Eighty Amazon heavy horse and perhaps twenty more Sarmatians ~ they were integrated now ~ alone simply weren't enough.For the roughly 300 lightly armored horse-archers, it would be a pointless suicide and that was not the Amazon way. Instead, they scattered the initial Alan rush then gently trotted back down the slope. Of course, the Alans regrouped and followed. It was the battle pulse of steppe skirmishing.By simply existing, they turned the rushing wave of that first Alan charge into a slowly strengthening tide. The Alans' mounts were tired and in need of water. Their quivers were nearly empty and some were seen at the top of the slope looting the quivers of the fallen. Whenever they could, the Amazons killed those clever souls.Killing an archer closer to you who only had two arrows left wasn't as economical as killing the one who was both dismounted, thus an easier shot, and about to have fifteen bolts to use against you. Without the constant harassment, the Gepids were able to keep their retreat orderly. In turn, the other Germanics farther to the right kept their mobs relatively intact as well.Their success earned them the inevitable enemy reaction. From his vantage point, the Roman Aetius saw the vulnerable and unsupported position the Amazons held. If he could push past the Amazon screen, he could still achieve a route instead of accepting a mere victory for his side. The solution was a force of

A Walk In the Park  & Aya's Finest Hour.Book 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.Professional, conscript, or volunteer, they all have run away from battle.A Note on terminology and the metaphor of Cael's WorldThe terms Weave of Fate and 'Weave ' are interchangeable. Weave expresses the intersection ~ the sieve that all the possible futures entered to create what we perceive as this 'now'. Fate is the keeper of the sieve. The Present is what is happening right now. It is that infinitesimal which we interpret as Reality.The Legend is what happens when the present is pulled back through the weave and becomes the past. It is called the Legend because, as the former presents fade into the past, they blur; each becomes less precise and more open to interpretations. (It is as if you were looking at one thing through a prism; as you shift your stance, what you see appears to change.) Within the Legend exist mystic creatures, divinities, demons, spirits, all the Paradises and Hells.The Endless Black Sands is the final resting place for all failed legends. It is the place where all is forgotten until even former realities break down into the Black Sands. That Alal found a way to cheat this doom and retrieved Shammuramat, was truly remarkable; even though Fate 'balanced accounts' with him by sending Ajax and his war band along that path as well.If you wonder how that was a balancing, consider this:The only people Alal cares for (in his own brutal fashion) are Shammy, now Sakura, and his only true offspring in 5,000 years, Cáel.Fate sent Ajax.With Ajax available to test Cáel, how could Alal resist the temptation to place one of the planet's greatest killer on a collision course with both of his loves in order to test Cáel?The Veil is a function of the Weave that protects sentient perception from perceiving the Weave and disguises the otherness of creatures of legend, unless they willingly allow themselves to be seen, which they usually do only so they can 'physically' interact with the Present. Some sentient minds, through horrific trauma such as the Augurs' self- poisonings, through the quirks of Fate via Holy Men, Mad Prophets and Doomsayers such as Temujin, or through the touch of legends such as Ishara, can sense the fluctuations in the Veil and the things behind it. Cáel, in truth, has been shaped by all three vehicles (Ishara, the Augurs and Temujin's legend.)Oblivion is what awaits Reality if the Weave ever fails beyond its ability to heal itself. This threat is what keeps the creatures of legend from constantly traversing the Weave. They have to weaken the Weave to do so or to use powers in Reality, the greater the distortion they create, the greater the weakening that occurs.End Note(Two days ago, with thirty days left)"That was fantastic, Lady Yum-Yum," I sighed."What did you just call me?" she panted softly. We were naked in one of our Task Force bedrooms that was actually used for sleeping, and now sex. I was still pressed against her reposed body, despite our recent exertions. She was on her stomach, arms stretched down her sides.She was sweaty and short of breath. She still had her wits about her and an awareness of our situation: victory sex, me still aroused and her fingernails scratching my thighs and buttocks. My equally sticky body was pressing down on her, even though I supported my weight with outstretched hands placed on either side of her shoulders."Lady Yum-Yum," I mumbled as I kissed the back of her head. "That was the first thing that sprang to mind when you introduced yourself." I could see her working that through her highly complex mind."When writing your memoirs, please remember to me refer to me that way," she began to flex her thighs and abdominal muscles, so that her ass was pumping against my hips."Only if this helps persuade you to give me a repeat performance.""I'll consider,," she purred, then paused to catch her breathe. "You are in phenomenal shape, young man. Do any of your other lady-loves have pet names?""Nope," I grunted as I withdrew.She had teased me with anal sex hints repeatedly, yet never delivered. She liked the game and the power she wielded. My body being on top of hers was only an illusion of a tactical advantage. She knew me pretty well already. I wasn't the kind of guy who would use physical strength to overwhelm her vulnerable position. This being so, a cerebral skirmish only excited her more.We waged a war that was based on intakes of breath, the shimmying of muscles and the trembling of fatigued flesh. The prize for me was the winning. Lady Fathom Worthington-Burke played tricky-clever, but I was better. And at times like this, she admitted it. She gave me what I wanted. I rolled her.Straight, face-to-face fucking. The Lady's pulsar gaze trapped my vision. She smiled, grudgingly at first, then more and more sensually as my glans returned to her g-spot that it had scouted out earlier. This was 'surrender by the Fathom method'. She gave me what I wanted, so I took what I wanted, and pleasured her at the same time."Mmm, you are a bad, bad boy," she lapsed into her trashy West-End Londoner accent. It was perfect and an erotic whiplash when added to her native, refined manner of speech. This wasn't a trick this time, it was a treat. It was a gift, reciprocated. The tactile sensation of her cervix becoming a soft, spongey chalice for my final penetrations was icing on an all-so-luscious cake.I tendered her a tribute worthy of my first love, Dr. Kimberly Geisler. It was strange to find a woman like her. Outside of Kimberly, I had found only one other woman who graciously offered her ultimate pleasure paean to the hundreds of lovers who had become before. That other woman, it still floored me, was Buffy Du, no, Buffy Ishara, First of my House."Oh!" and several heartbeats later, "Cáel!" several hissed series of breathes and then, "Goddess! You are better than good!"Two thoughts collided within me:A) I had never seen a more controlled orgasmic explosion in my life. I was going to have to tell Buffy about this, once we were safely in bed. If it was office talk, she'd punch me through a window and that would make Aya cry. I couldn't have that.B) Goddess? I thought she was Anglican. This needed further study. This treatment was really nice. I leaned in, kissed her. Lady Yum-Yum smiled. "Take me to the shower. Play time is over, Cáel," and she was back to all business."You are treating me like a fleshy vibrator," I pointed out."But you are a very finely-trained, fleshy vibrator, you wonderful boy," she stroked my cheek. "Shower! Now!" So, like a Good Boy, International Merchant of Death and Chosen Son of a Divine Amazon Goddess, I slid off her, then cradled her in my arms as I rose from our totally trashed mattress.I didn't smile when it was confirmed that I wasn't carrying her out of any romantic after-coitus gesture. She couldn't walk. Woot! It took a bit of effort to get us into the walk-in shower and to get the water just perfect, all while keeping her cradled. She helped out by keeping her arms tightly around my neck."Cheeky bastard," she whispered in my ear. "You are gloating." Then she nibbled on my earlobe for good measure."Damn right," I did gloat as I let her slide down to her feet. "You are pretty sweet for an Old Chick." She wasn't angry, oh no."If you were trying to get me to say, 'I'll get you next time," she licked, nipped and sucked on my nipple as if I was the one with the mammaries in this relationship, "it worked." Double-Woot! I was going to get that damn four-way! I did coax a vigorous shower-quickie out of my Lady. Afterward, she shifted herself so she could get under one of the steaming showerheads."Cáel, why didn't you use a condom," she mused. Gak!"You aren't on Birth Control?" I panicked. She laughed at me."No. I've never been a fan of hormones replacement. I like the way I am. Do you expect the women to do all the anti-pregnancy measures?""No," I gulped."Don't' be so worried," she laughed. "We had unprotected sex one time. The odds are astronomical that an 'oops' happened, right?" Yes, it was a single sexual encounter, but included three firings of the one-eyed hydra, sigh."You are asking a man who has five children on the way, Fathom," I cautioned her."Oh, I'll update my files and make an appointment to seen a local, reliable O B G Y N," she slipped back into her unflappable British resolve. "Get along. I need to get cleaned up," she cupped my scrotum, ", again. So scoot." I scooted.I had updated my condom supply despite the forbiddance Dot Ishara, my Matron Goddess, beamed to me from the Other Side. She could only complain so much. I'd upped my selection of fortune cookies and added a fresh raisin chocolate brownie for my next visit with her. I had to get over to the other side of the floor to get a fresh shirt, and boxers.Yum-Yum had ripped off my shirt (a little kinky) and boxers (a little painful). I wasn't going commando, so I decided to quick step it before something important happened that required me to yank yet another solution out of my sexually-fueled creative imagination.How Lady Yum-Yum and I ended up in bedThe Secret Societies' long awaited war had begun in Africa and in India. The Amazons couldn't effectively reinforce these two homeland regions. No, my people's edge came from my stupid stunts (e.g., the fight outside that club in Chicago), the judicious application of a few kind words and a whole lot of targeted killing on my part along with that of my Amazons.Those actions convinced the Booth-gan (aka the Thuggee, but we no longer say that because it irritates them) and the Coils of the Serpent to toss in their lot with their local Amazons. They did the whole 'hostage exchange' thing as well. Two children from each side. That was a no-brainer on my part. All three concerned parties were willing to let their adults die if necessary. Their children were another matter.In Asia, the Seven Pillars had made only minimal progress. We now suspected the 7P had planned to roll over the three of the 9 Clans that were in their Sphere of Influence, the now 6 Ninja Families, the Black Lotus and the Booth-gan in rapid succession. A preemptive strike against both the Khanate and the Ninja were supposed to cripple those two factions.Against the Khanate, that had been a dismal failure. In Nippon, the Ninja were in dire straits and would be decades recovering from the original 7P blitz. But the combination of US black ops help and the infusion of Amazons and Okinawans had staved off extinction for the moment. Strategically, these failed actions were tying down 7P resources that the largest Secret Society had planned to move elsewhere.In China, the Black Lotus exhibited the same resilience and deceptiveness they'd shown in combating the Seven Pillars by themselves for the past 65 years. The chaos gripping the PRC was a blessing from the Ancestors, the four sacred spirits (lung/dragons, phoenix, unicorn and tortoise), and the nine entities (I now really had to know this stuff.) Word that a 'dragon' had appeared in the West had only heightened their desire to aid in our new alliance.Those factors meant a reprieve for India. As the 7 Pillars began ramping up their operations; increasing racial tensions, minor terrorist action and military and industrial sabotage; the Booth-gan and Amazon united resources and purpose. The Booth-gan would assassinate 7P operatives and pawns while the Amazons would hit 7P front companies and businesses based out of the People's Republic of China. (This activity also helped ratchet up India-PRC tensions and anti-PRC public sentiment in India.)In Africa, the Condotteiri had squandered precious hours reallocating resources before launching their assaults. Like everyone but the 7P, they had been caught flat-footed by the renewal of the Secret War. The Coils of the Serpent had never been overly antagonistic toward the Condos, since their interests rarely collided. The same went for the Coils and the Amazons.Two factors inspired a deep Amazon-Coil bond. They were both groups with deep African roots and a shared Central-Western African spirituality. Added to that was the growing power of the Coils of the Serpent in the past fifty years. Their main opponents had been the Illuminati who had a Eurocentric view. Pan-Africanism was in the Coil's best interest, but ran contrary to European economic interests.Long term, allying with the African Amazons was a good investment for the Coils. The 9 Clans relationships had already proved to be advantageous on multiple occasions in the past. The leaders of the Coils knew their power was rising with the fortunes of Sub-Saharan Africa. To them, the rise of the PRC and the Seven Pillars was a looming threat in the East.They had been handed a golden opportunity to deal with this enemy before the enemy was ready to deal with them. They had been 'gifted' with over 2000 highly-skilled, fanatical Amazon warriors as stealthy muscle to add to their own, more subtle arsenal. For the Amazons, it was access to continent wide clandestine intelligence network that could unmask their enemies' hiding places.The Condotteiri wiped out an Amazon freehold in Cameroon and a few Coils safe houses in Lagos, Nigeria. In the Republic of Mali, over 250 Condo mercenaries were slaughtered at a 'secret' installation and their armory was looted. Ebola kept breaking out in the West. The dominant regional powers, the Republic of the Congo and Nigeria, were tottering as a result of decades of economic mismanagement, civic, ethnic, tribal and religious strife, corruption and unreliable militaries.The scene was ripe for a secret conflict as well as public carnage. For the Joint International Khanate Interim Taskforce (JIKIT), this presented a dilemma. They were involved with a growing global struggle that went far beyond the Khanate and Central Asia. Their secret society allies strenuously objected to bringing any more 'outsider' people into the group.Handing over covert intelligence to other governmental agencies in the US and UK, then telling them they wouldn't divulge their sources went over like scuba diving with cement goulashes. Explaining to upper level bigwigs that they had a 'trust-based' team went nowhere. Those officials didn't care about a bunch of domestic/international criminals' sensibilities.They wanted names and faces. They wanted addresses, phone taps and bank account numbers. It would all be 'Secret', 'Top Secret', or 'Eyes Only'. It would all be vulnerable to all kinds of governmental subpoenas too. No threats were made from 'my' side. They'd killed more people than the Black Death and the lives of a few thousand bureaucrats (and their families) in London and Washington D.C. didn't mean shit to them.Selena did offer to kidnap some family members to get the message across. Javiera put her hands over her ears and began singing 'la-la-la' as she stormed out of the room. Lady Fathom suggested that we arrange a private meeting with the UK Prime Minister and the US President. It took a few seconds for Mehmet and Javiera to realize she wasn't kidding.That was a nearly impossible task, which on this taskforce meant we had to give it a shot. Let's just say that the US Attorney General, Eric Holder and Chairman John Jay of the British Joint Intelligence Committee thought their respective representative had lost her God-damn mind. I went to the Khanate for help.Twenty-four hours later Azerbaijan, Turkey, Tajikistan, Armenia and Georgia (yes, two tiny Christian nations) joined the Khanate. The integration of the first two nations had been in the works since the formation of the Turkic Council in 2009. For me, Temujin upped the time table strictly for our benefit. Turkey and Azerbaijan became the two newest states within the Khanate.The third, Tajikistan was different and the shakiest addition. The unoccupied title of 'Khwarazm Shah' was created, suggesting the Iranian Tajiks had a special status inside the Khanate. 'Khwarazm' referenced the Khwarazmian dynasty that ruled the last of the great, Persian-led, Iranian Super-States and dated back to the 13th century AD. 'Shah' was Persian for King.The announced status of Armenia and Georgia was quite a bit different. They become 'Protectorates', i.e., semi-autonomous states within the Khanate who were 'vassal' states, responsible only to the Great Khan and his personal representative in the region (ah, that would be me.)So, the first three entries made sense, strong geographic, ethnic and/or religious ties, plus this was part of the Khanate's agenda anyway. But Armenia and Georgia? That was the doing of the other regional secret society, the Hashashin.The Caucasus Mountains were the backyard of the Hashashin. They knew who to blackmail, pinch and kill to make the 'take-over' possible. The main stumbling block was the long Khanate-Hashashin history: the Mongols had destroyed the historical stronghold of the Hashashin, Alamut, in 1256 CE. In a way, that disaster had transformed the sect, making it move away from their strict Nizārī Ismaili roots and into a more ethnically and religiously diverse group that was centered in the Caucasus region.Temujin made it clear to this group that he was making a deal under my auspices. Both Armenia and, Georgia (as well as the future Kurdistan, his plans for the creation of that last state were told to me under condition of secrecy) would be part of my palatinate principality (along with Hungary, if we ever got there). Riki Martin defined the terms for me: I was the voice of those three regions in the Khan's court.They wouldn't have to deal with Muslim Khanate officials. They would deal with me and 'my officials'. If the Khanate had a problem with my principality, they came to me to resolve the issue. That translated to me giving a nod to the existing regimes ruling in Armenia and Georgia (along with the infusion of a few Hashashin supporters.)Publically the future of those three political and ethnic entities would be confirmed later. The existing governments knew three things.1) I was that madman who had led the charge in Romania, clearly a man of bravery and humility. The odds were good that I was going to be a man they could rely on to adequately represent their interests with the government that currently mattered the most (aka The Khanate.)2) The Great Khan thought the world of me and in this nascent New World Order that meant way more than membership in NATO, or begging the United Nations to apply sanctions of dubious value.3) There would be a change of leadership by about 2040. Children of excellent ethnic parentage would succeed me in this ceremonial role in the region. These new princes and princesses would be the scions of the line of Nyilas and representatives of the various states (translation: I was going to be sexing it up with Georgian, Armenian and Kurdish members of the Hashashin).That would establish the three 'cadet' branches of House Ishara (Nyilas) (which I've listed because all three alphabets are so freaking beautiful) that could weave the Amazons, 9 Clans and the varying ethnic identities into a quilt that could stand together as a force in the Great Khan's inner circle. This new spate of aristocratic, 'Archer'-themed lineages would be:1.       Moisari, in Georgia.2.       Aġeġnajig, in Armenia.3.       Ram- alsham, in Kurdistan.This fiction made the key named entities happy. The combination of all these events applied another jolt to the heart of the global power structure (after all, Turkey was in NATO) and made the US and UK governments back off.By tidying up the world map, we'd brought our governmental chiefs to the chilling revelation that their sole conduit for insider information regarding the ongoing global calamity had reacted to their intransience by simply letting them be blind-sided by events. After the fact, Javiera and Lady Fathom relayed that message very clearly.

Just wanted to drop a little morsel of what to expect in Season Two. And Un-Hōl-y Hells, it's gonna be a HōL lot of fun!Stay tuned, Scvm!

Cat and Pat are joined this week by special guest Jeffery Self! He talks about his new book SELF SABOTAGE which is out today and his movie with Meghann Fahy DROP which is out in April. They connect over jealousy in the industry, levels of production quality in porn they all like, and how cool it would be to have a pool house. Jeffery talks about his time working with Cole Escola in New York and how he homeschooled himself throughout high school.Watch the full episode on our YouTube and follow below!Show Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/seektreatmentpodShow Tiktok: https://www.tiktok.com/@seektreatmentpodCat: https://www.instagram.com/catccohenPat: https://www.instagram.com/patreegsSeek Treatment is a production of Headgum Studios. Our associate producer is Allie Kahan. Our producer is Tavi Kaunitz. Our executive producer is Emma Foley. The show is edited, mixed, and mastered by Richelle Chen. The show art was created by Carly Jean Andrews. Like the show? Rate Seek Treatment on Spotify and Apple Podcasts and leave a review.Advertise on Seek Treatment via Gumball.fmSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

We're back to a regular schedule, and up first it's week one of Indian Wells: Nick and Novak struggling with injury and form, That Guy simply struggling to avoid the #1 ranking. We chat about the draw, the WTA's new maternity leave benefits program, plus Danielle Collins' clothing collab and the impetus behind it. Later on we get into some fun listener questions, with subjects as diverse as cricket, gospel music, the Knicks, and public transportation.   03:15 Question from @lisacrispin on Bluesky: how long does it take to produce each episode? 08:35 Nick's wrist injury 12:50 Dutch tennis rolls over Novak and That Guy   17:25 Danielle Collins' merch drop 24:55 IW draw recap 29:15 WTA announces maternity leave benefits program funded by PIF 33:55 How are we feeling about the Knicks? (question from @dabigjoker on Bluesky) 38:00 Jonathan picks his test cricket XI from tennis players (question from @edwardpolsen) 46:55 Public transit fun (@irascibly)  49:25 Since it's Oscars season, what actors could you see playing various players in imaginary biopics? (@lobjan)  54:45 And finally, what's with our nickname for Kimberly Birrell? (@tomcharles2710)

Unser großer Rückblick auf die dritte Kampagne von Critical Role! Wir nehmen uns Zeit, die verschiedenen Stationen von Bell's Hells erneut zu besuchen, mit dem Wissen, das wir jetzt zum Ende der Kampagne haben. Von Jrusar über Bassuras, Yios, Aeor, Whitestone, die Shattered Teeth zu Ruidus ist alles dabei. Let's role the intro, ein letztes Mal für Kampagne 3!Schnitt: Thomas; Intromusik & Gesang: Marja (https://on.soundcloud.com/1WYBx)Introtext: Thomas; Coverart: Thomas;Hintergrundmusik: "Witchers Inn" von d20sounds (www.d20sounds.com)#Rollenspiel #tabletoprpg #Hobbys #Spiele #CriticalRole #penandpaper #pennpaper #German #Deutsch #campaign3 #season3 #BellsHells #Rückblick #Wrapup #Exandria #OtohanThull #Shademother #zencastr #anchor #spotify

Il est journaliste spécialisé dans le crime organisé et les affaires policières pour le bureau d'enquête chez Québecor. Éric Thibault passe une heure à mon micro pour répondre aux multiples questions que j'ai rassemblées afin de mieux saisir l'attrait incroyable du grand public pour le monde criminel depuis la nuit des temps. Son dernier livre "Godasse-le vrai visage d'un tueur des Hells" trône au numéro des ventes au Québec! Entretien passionnant.

Nuit mouvementée à Montréal. La police de Québec met de la pression sur les livreurs maison de drone dans les prisons. Les Hells à l'époque de Maurice Boucher: plus désorganisés qu'on le pensait. Crime et société avec Félix Séguin, journaliste au Bureau d’enquête de Québecor.Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

Send us a text At Lorehaven Hearth, we will be completing a Grand Tour of the Dungeons and Dragons multiverse, one or two Planes at a time. From the Material Plane, to the Elemental Planes; and from the Heavens to the Hells, we'll discuss the denizens, environment, creatures, and lore to be found. And with Celina's help, we'll discuss Pathfinder's Planes a bit, too!Join us at the table for our nerdy banter and story swapping, then head back to your RPG gaming tables, newly equipped with the information you learn and the ideas that it sparks. We strive to engage you with immersive storytelling, and full soundscapes, as well as inspire you to expand your own storytelling; whether that be as the GM, with your beloved PCs, as a writer or an artist, or anything else you can think of! In this episode of Lorehaven Hearth, Seth and Celina begin discussions of the Lesser Heavens and Hells, with first the ordered and plentiful Plane of Arcadia, then the anything-but-orderly Plane of Pandemonium. Judge for yourself which one is worse... Celina and Seth give a brief description and history, cover how to travel to, within, and out (if ever that be achieved), and toss out some ideas of how to use this building block in your own story. And of course, there's a description of some of the (terrifying) creatures you may (not want to) meet there. Thank you for sticking around with us, and please enjoy this episode. Season 2 is gettin' to the good stuff now, with big plans to come yet. Watch for episode to drop on "dee-20-eth" of each month, with bonus content coming to you on other fitting days, whenever we have it ready. Please Rate Faith, Family, and Fairy Tales; that one action is how The Algorithm is programed to work most and best. Please Subscribe so you don't have to keep finding us on your own. We would love to know what you think of how we're doing, so please write a Review, to go along with your Rating. But most of all, tell your gaming friends and fellow adventurers about us, so they too can join our Grand Tour of the Planes!    

Abusers know the routine: First, present yourself as a savior. Promise a romanticized, idyllic version of the future. Earn trust. Then, isolate. “It's the world against us, baby.” Brainwash. “Don't trust anyone but me.” And finally, control at such a dizzying speed that the victim can't make heads or tails of it all. What is real? Am I in danger? How do I get out of this? Hey, look at that, it's Trump, America's abusive husband. In just under 30 days since he and his BFF Elon Musk invaded the White House, we're in full oligarchy mode. This is not a drill. Call it a coup, call it a dictatorship or just call it the most embarrassing time of U.S. history unfolding before our eyes. Today we're talking about Trump's dizzying array of executive orders, declarations, hirings and firings, which are all just a distraction technique. An appetizer round if you will. We need to discuss why it's important we don't give up, put our heads in the sand and shut down our ear holes. Because that's what he's hoping will happen. We want to hear from you. Do you have a story we need to discuss or a guest we should feature? Visit us at ToxicThePodcast.com and share your story. If you're experiencing abuse or domestic violence, please reach out to someone you trust. You can also connect with a trained advocate near you through DomesticShelters.org. Finally, help us keep this conversation going. Share an episode of Toxic with a friend, your dog sitter, or the anxious person next to you in the TSA line. Follow us on your favorite podcast platform or social media, and if you're willing, leave us a review. Your support helps us amplify these critical stories. Together, we can create change.

I talk 'bout Robin's 50th, 7-11 closures and The Milt Homely Experience at Belle's Kitchen and Music Hall. www.linktr.ee/themanitobamoneyshotpodcast www.patreon.com/ronaldgeorgemoore

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Kampf gegen Predathos (Teil 1)! Außerdem verrät Braius die Gruppe, Imogen frisst nen Gott und Bell's Hells planen, die Götter zu erpressen?! Okay, was soll da schon schiefgehen? Aber wie die reagieren, kommt erst in Folge 120 (vermutlich^^). Let's role the intro! Schnitt: Raik; Intromusik & Gesang: Marja (https://on.soundcloud.com/1WYBx) Introtext: Thomas; Coverart: Thomas; Hintergrundmusik: "Witchers Inn" von d20sounds (www.d20sounds.com) #Rollenspiel #tabletoprpg #Hobbys #Spiele #CriticalRole #penandpaper #pennpaper #German #Deutsch #campaign3 #season3 #Ruidus #BellsHells #predathos #BraiusDoomseed #Asmodeus #endkampf #ImogenTemult #Laudna #HallowedCage #Ravenqueen #godeater #thisisnotmyfinalform

Meurtre d’un proche des Hells: les policiers recherchent un suspect. Une photo embarrassante pour Conor McGregor. Le retour de l’austérité à l’école? Denis Coderre va poursuivre Revenu Québec! Les casquettes sur la fierté canadienne produites au… Bangladesh. Du nouveau dans vos oreilles! Tour de table entre Isabelle Perron, Alexandre Dubé et Mario Dumont. Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

J.E. ce soir: quand un inconnu prend le contrôle de votre téléphone cellulaire. Le meurtrier de l’aspirant Hells Angels était… à vélo! Les Hells s’amusent avec Conor McGregor. Crime et société avec Félix Séguin, journaliste au Bureau d’enquête de Québecor. Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

Un proche des Hells abattu devant son enfant. Un autre membre des Hells visé par une attaque à la mitraillette en Beauce. 2 suspects arrêtés après avoir ouvert le feu sur un centre d’injection supervisé à Montréal. Les vents se calment en Californie! Tour de table entre Isabelle Perron, Alexandre Dubé et Mario Dumont. Pour de l'information concernant l'utilisation de vos données personnelles - https://omnystudio.com/policies/listener/fr

Bell's Hells kümmern sich (vermutlich?) endgültig um Ludinus und diskutieren (zu kurz?), ob man nun zum Godeater durchgehen sollte. Und wir finden: Bei der Entscheidungsfindung war mehr drin. Wo war die Reibung? Let's talk. Let's role the intro! Schnitt: Thomas; Intromusik & Gesang: Marja (https://on.soundcloud.com/1WYBx) Introtext: Thomas; Coverart: Thomas; Hintergrundmusik: "Witchers Inn" von d20sounds (www.d20sounds.com) #Rollenspiel #tabletoprpg #podcast #Hobbys #Spiele #CriticalRole #penandpaper #pennpaper #German #Deutsch #campaign3 #season3 #Liliana #LudinusDaleth #bellshells #Predathos #Kreviris #pvp #hallowedcage #ruidusborn #exaltant #forcecagefail

This is the All Local afternoon update for December 28, 2024.

Send us a text  At Lorehaven Hearth, we will be completing a Grand Tour of the Dungeons and Dragons multiverse, one or two Planes at a time. From the Material Plane, to the Elemental Planes; and from the Heavens to the Hells, we'll discuss the denizens, environment, creatures, and lore to be found. And with Celina's help, we'll discuss Pathfinder's Planes a bit, too!Join us at the table for our nerdy banter and story swapping, then head back to your RPG gaming tables, newly equipped with the information you learn and the ideas that it sparks. We strive to engage you with immersive storytelling, and full soundscapes, as well as inspire you to expand your own storytelling; whether that be as the GM, with your beloved PCs, as a writer or an artist, or anything else you can think of! In this episode of Lorehaven Hearth, Seth and Celina take their first jaunt into the Outer Planes. First, the Plane of Mechanus, where its mechanical residents religiously follow Law and Order. Then, in complete opposition, the Plane of Limbo, where just the right conversation with a resident might convince him to talk himself out of existence! Celina and Seth give a brief description and history, cover how to travel to, within, and out (if ever that be achieved), and toss out some ideas of how to use this building block in your own story. And of course, there's a description of some of the (terrifying) creatures you may (not want to) meet there. Thank you for sticking around with us, and please enjoy this episode. Season 2 is gettin' to the good stuff now, with big plans to come yet. Watch for episode to drop on "dee-20-eth" of each month, with bonus content coming to you on other fitting days, whenever we have it ready. Please Rate Faith, Family, and Fairy Tales; that one action is how The Algorithm is programed to work most and best. Please Subscribe so you don't have to keep finding us on your own. We would love to know what you think of how we're doing, so please write a Review, to go along with your Rating. But most of all, tell your gaming friends and fellow adventurers about us, so they too can join our Grand Tour of the Planes!   

“Blessed Pope! The children, they- they-...” “Slow down my son. They did what?” “They turn away from the lord in order to watch something called ‘Anime'! It is the devil's work!” The Pope then subtly closes a door to his One Piece merch collection. “Ah, yes, very unholy… But if you can't beat em, why not join them?” This week on the podcast, Will and Theo talk about Theo's envy of a first class passenger on a flight having an Apple Vision Pro, some occupation based Hells (like how Gambler's Hell is that they always win at the casino), Outback Steakhouses' unhinged “Steakmas” promotion, the Vatican's new Anime style mascot that is named Luci and the Internet's naughty reaction, 9 of the most famous conspiracy theories concerning Walt Disney, and Will takes us through some McDonald's urban legends!   Email us at segmentcitypodcast@gmail.com Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCtOxbiSIX1NlSrNMLSqzFqQ

Liz and Jon delve into the tales of mall santas who've been very naughty.

Blake does a quick recap of Ep 115 of Critical Role's Campaign 3. This episode sees the Mighty Nein splitting off from Bell's Hells to make their way to the Weavemind. 

The fight of Christmas fright continues! A Song of Sugar and Snow is a special Advent-ture that will have a new episode releasing from December 1st until December 24th, Christmas Eve! Join us for a story of spreading spirit and ending sorrow! Christmas is coming... Cast GM - Alpha Alex (@AlphaComicGames/@QuidRoll) Halley - Anonymous Alex (@AlexandBirds) Jack Frost - Austin (@SeezyDrop) G.U.M.D.R.O.P - Nate (@SplintersmithNC) Cedar- Jenna (@JennaChil)   You can find links to all the music and sound effects we used here!

Send us a text At Lorehaven Hearth, we will be completing a Grand Tour of the Dungeons and Dragons multiverse, one or two Planes at a time. From the Material Plane, to the Elemental Planes; and from the Heavens to the Hells, we'll discuss the denizens, environment, creatures, and lore to be found. And with Celina's help, we'll discuss Pathfinder's Planes a bit, too!Join us at the table for our nerdy banter and story swapping, then head back to your RPG gaming tables, newly equipped with the information you learn and the ideas that it sparks. We strive to engage you with immersive storytelling, and full soundscapes, as well as inspire you to expand your own storytelling; whether that be as the GM, with your beloved PCs, as a writer or an artist, or anything else you can think of! In this episode of Lorehaven Hearth, Seth and Celina finish up a two-part look at the Elemental Planes. First, the Plane of Fire, where basically everything and everyone is terrible. Then lastly, the Plane of Earth, where there might just be Minotaur plushies, that squeak when they squish! Celina and Seth give a brief description and history, cover how to travel to, within, and out (if ever that be achieved), and toss out some ideas of how to use this building block in your own story. And of course, there's a description of some of the (terrifying) creatures you may (not want to) meet there. Thank you for sticking around with us, and please enjoy this episode. Season 2 is gettin' to the good stuff now, with big plans to come yet. Watch for episode to drop on "dee-20-eth" of each month, with bonus content coming to you on other fitting days, whenever we have it ready. Please Rate Faith, Family, and Fairy Tales; that one action is how The Algorithm is programed to work most and best. Please Subscribe so you don't have to keep finding us on your own. We would love to know what you think of how we're doing, so please write a Review, to go along with your Rating. But most of all, tell your gaming friends and fellow adventurers about us, so they too can join our Grand Tour of the Planes!  

This show, lets get spooky with some Horror Head, Nothing Natural, Ghosts, Skeletons, Hells and Spells. All songs by great bands that you know and love, and some new ones, showcased on the Aspirin Age Compilation that fit our theme of Halloween. Its full of surprises and loads of fuzzy guitars. Thanks to all who suggested songs. Looking down is looking up!For more info and tracklisting, visit: https://thefaceradio.com/shoegrazzzeTune into new broadcasts of ShoegraZZZE, Mondays from 11 PM - 1 AM EST / 4 - 5 AM GMT (Tuesday)//Dig this show? Please consider supporting The Face Radio: http://support.thefaceradio.com Support The Face Radio with PatreonSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/thefaceradio. Join the family at https://plus.acast.com/s/thefaceradio. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Summary Join us as we talk about how much we love Clem, lots of scenes around formal wear, and how much Emma Caulfield really sells her love and heartbreak. Listen We have a Patreon account where you can support us and get access to all kinds of fun things!  You can follow us on Twitter or Facebook. We also have … Continue reading Episode 130: Hells Bells →

Bells Hells meet their new allies on the road to Kreviris and learn just what makes this team so mighty... BEACON  We're excited to bring you even MORE with a Beacon membership! Start your 7-day free trial today at https://beacon.tv/join and get unparalleled access to the shows you love completely ad-free! You'll receive NEW Beacon exclusive series, instant access to VODs & podcasts, live event pre-sales, merch discounts, & a private Discord. YOUTUBE MEMBERS / TWITCH SUBSCRIBERSTwitch Subscribers and YouTube Members gain instant access to VODs of our shows, moderated live chats, and custom emojis & badges:  https://www.youtube.com/criticalrole/join  https://www.twitch.tv/criticalrole     "It's Thursday Night (Critical Role Theme Song)" by Peter Habib and Sam RiegelOriginal Music by Omar Fadel, Hexany Audio, Ghiya Rushidat, Karam Salem, Neal Acree, and Colm R. McGuinness"Welcome to Marquet" Art Theme by Colm McGuinnessAdditional Music by Universal Production Music, Epidemic Sounds, and 5 AlarmCharacter Art by Hannah FriederichsAnimated Introduction by Kamille Areopagita, Kevin Areopagita, Mark Adams and Peggy Shi Due to the improv nature of Critical Role and other RPG content on our channels, some themes and situations that occur in-game may be difficult for some to handle. If certain episodes or scenes become uncomfortable, we strongly suggest taking a break or skipping that particular episode.Your health and well-being is important to us and Psycom has a great list of international mental health resources, in case it's useful: http://bit.ly/PsycomResources

Ologies' Alie Ward hops on Weirdest Thing this week to divulge the incredible underdog story of the guy who created Old Bay. Jess returns to talk about how Chicago and the greater Midwest has been suffering from corn sweat, and Rachel explains the (literally) hysterical story of Mattoon's mad gasser. The Weirdest Thing I Learned This Week is a podcast by Popular Science. Share your weirdest facts and stories with us in our Facebook group or tweet at us! Click here to learn more about all of our stories!  Links to Rachel's TikTok, Newsletter, Merch Store and More: https://linktr.ee/RachelFeltman  Rachel now has a Patreon, too! Follow her for exclusive bonus content: https://www.patreon.com/RachelFeltman Link to Jess' Twitch: https://www.twitch.tv/jesscapricorn -- Follow our team on Twitter Rachel Feltman: www.twitter.com/RachelFeltman Produced by Jess Boddy: www.twitter.com/JessicaBoddy Popular Science: www.twitter.com/PopSci Theme music by Billy Cadden: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6LqT4DCuAXlBzX8XlNy4Wq?si=5VF2r2XiQoGepRsMTBsDAQ Thanks to our Sponsors! This episode is sponsored by BetterHelp. Get 10% off your first month at: https://BetterHelp.com/WEIRDEST Get cozy in Quince's high-quality wardrobe essentials. Go to https://Quince.com/weirdest for free shipping on your order and 365-day returns. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Send us a textAt Lorehaven Hearth, we will be completing a Grand Tour of the Dungeons and Dragons multiverse, one or two Planes at a time. From the Material Plane, to the Elemental Planes; and from the Heavens to the Hells, we'll discuss the denizens, environment, creatures, and lore to be found. And with Celina's help, we'll discuss Pathfinder's Planes a bit, too!Join us at the table for our nerdy banter and story swapping, then head back to your RPG gaming tables, newly equipped with the information you learn and the ideas that it sparks. We strive to engage you with immersive storytelling, and full soundscapes, as well as inspire you to expand your own storytelling; whether that be as the GM, with your beloved PCs, as a writer or an artist, or anything else you can think of! In this episode of Lorehaven Hearth, Seth and Celina begin a two-part look at the Elemental Planes. First, the Plane of Water, where there's always a bigger fish. Then, the Plane of Air, where someone who doesn't want to stop flying ...never has to! They give a brief description and history, cover how to travel to, within, and out (if ever that be achieved), and toss out some ideas of how to use this building block in your own story. And of course, there's a description of some of the (terrifying) creatures you may (not want to) meet there. Thank you for sticking around with us, and please enjoy this episode. Season 2 is gettin' to the good stuff now, with big plans to come yet. Watch for episode to drop on "dee-20-eth" of each month, with bonus content coming to you on other fitting days, whenever we have it ready. Please Rate Faith, Family, and Fairy Tales; that one action is how The Algorithm is programed to work most and best. Please Subscribe so you don't have to keep finding us on your own. We would love to know what you think of how we're doing, so please write a Review, to go along with your Rating. But most of all, tell your gaming friends and fellow adventurers about us, so they too can join our Grand Tour of the Planes! 

Welcome to the Clive Barker Podcast, and part 25 of our Dungeons and Dragons game, Jericho Squad 77, set in the capitol city of Yzordderrex in the second dominion.  Hearing news about a mysterious race against the Hells with the leadership of squad 77 on the line, the team Investigates Beatrix and learns why this race is happening, and how it involves Chur ‘Do'Vir's pact with the Gulfs.  During the Break Sponsor : Don Bertram's Celebrate Imagination | Pinterest | ETSY Store Take a look at “The Sun Watchers” and  “The Descendant“ Check Out his videos going over the original painting “The Bug Brothers” and his intro to the 35th Anniversary screening of Hellraiser. Check Out the Art of Asya Yordanova and Bird Ninja Art (Shayla Sackinger) Maps of the Reconciled Dominions and Yzordderrex by Marco Staines of @MarcStaineArt Ben Warren Composer Little Spark Films Deathworld – https://igg.me/at/deathworldlivespostpro/x#/ For the Love of Grindhouse The BarkerCast Interviews : Occupy Midian The BarkerCast TeePublic Store Eureka AirBnB Patreon The Cast With Catalina Querida as Musette Joe Manco as Ralph Merrye Jose Leitao as Chur' Do' Vir Lori Bische as Anastasia (Zoe) Mason Matt Williams as Richard Smitty And Ryan Danhauser as the DM  With Technical Producer Rob Danhauser Opening Theme by Ben Warren In-Game Music by Tabletop Audio Catalina Querida on Instagram Little Spark Films Patreon Members Shout-Out (Become a Patron) David Anderson Erik Van T' Holt Daniel Elven Amanda Stewart Returning Sponsor: Don Bertram's Celebrate Imagination  What's New for our Patreon Subscribers A Story With No Title, A Street with No Name BarkerCast Recap: A Conversation With Editor and Author Stephen Jones Patreon Special: Thank you for Being Here The Process of Posting an Episode Coming Soon: The Bookclub of Blood  Coming Next  Retro Review of 4K Rawhead Rex More Boom Hellraiser comics discussion  Hellraiser Quartet of Torment Coverage And this podcast, having no beginning will have no end.  web www.clivebarkercast.com iOS App| Android App, Apple Podcasts, Google Podcasts, Android, Stitcher, Spotify, Pandora, Libsyn, Tunein, iHeart Radio, Pocket Casts, Google Play, Radio.com, DoubleTwist and YouTube and Join the Occupy Midian group Twitter: @BarkerCast| @OccupyMidian Support the show, Buy a T-Shirt All Links and show notes in their Entirety can be found at http://www.clivebarkercast.com Music is by Ray Norrish

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How does crazy woman showing up to shoot at the Hells Angels' clubhouse result in the city targeting the club for closure? You just can't make this stuff up! Another clubhouse targeted by the city for something they had nothing to do with. Join us as we discuss! Follow us on:Instagram: www.instagram.com/BlackDragonBikerTV on Instagram. Thank you!TikTok: www.tiktok.com/@blackdragonbikertv Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/jbunchiiFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/blackdragonbikerBuy Black Dragon Merchandise, Mugs, Hats, T-Shirts Books: https://blackdragonsgear.comDonate to our cause:Cashapp: $BikerPrezPayPal: https://tinyurl.com/yxudso8zZelle: jbunchii@aol.com Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/BlackDragonNPSubscribe to our new discord server https://discord.gg/dshaTSTSubscribe to our online news magazine www.bikerliberty.comSubscribe to Black Dragon Biker TV YouTube https://tinyurl.com/y2xv69buSubscribe to our Prepper Channel “Think Tactical”: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-WnkPNJLZ2a1vfis013OAgGet 20% off Gothic biker rings by using my special discount code: blackdragon go to http://gthic.com?aff=147Get my new Audio Book Prospect's Bible from these links: United States https://adbl.co/3OBsfl5United Kingdom https://adbl.co/3J6tQxTFrance https://bit.ly/3OFWTtfGermany https://adbl.co/3b81syQ Help us get to 20,000 subscribers on www.instagram.com/BlackDragonBikerTV on Instagram. Thank you!Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-dragon-s-lair-motorcycle-chaos--3267493/support.

The season of traditional ghost stories continues with a fantastic old Yorkshire Folktale that is sure to send a shiver down your spine. I discovered this old story in the Readers Digest book on the Myths and folklore of Britain and it has haunted me ever since. I really hope you enjoy it ? Please do not listen whilst driving or operating machinery Story features Animal cruelty and scary scenes www.Welshstoryteller.com @theowenstaton www.ko-fi.com/owenstaton www.patreon.com/owenstaton7 Have a great week Owen

The penultimate peril awaits our hellacious heroes. If we ever get there.Starring Andrew Frost (Dark Benefactor), Seth Coveyou (Igsqua), Rachel Kordell (Moose Trax), Casey Reardon (Rick Dryfter), Sky Swanson (Lllloyd), and Jonas Tintenseher (Ramiel).Ambience sourced from Tabletop Audio (CC BY-NC-ND 4.0). “With Rain in July (Rock Version)" by Christian Anderson, "Somewhere Dark" and "A Mental Breakdown" by Sven Karlsson, "Defenders Unite" and "The End of All Things" by Niklas Johansson, "My Domain" by Non-State Actor, "Fire and Sword" and "Speed Devil" by Under Earth, and "Arbitrary Laws" by "No Sons of Mine" licensed from Epidemic Sound.

Before the party reaches the Hells, they first have to travel through Limbo. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/rollfare/support

Hey Curlfriends! This week we are discussing our personal hells! Shout out to Jade & XD for the idea!! https://linktr.ee/heycurlfriendpodcast --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/hey-curlfriend-tm/support

Originally Aired July 30, 2024: Twins ambassador Dick Bremer. Popular body modifications. Everything you've ever wanted to know about the steak bandits.   Listen & subscribe to the show on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or Amazon Music. For more, visit https://www.93x.com/half-assed-morning-show/Follow the Half-Assed Morning Show:Twitter/X: @93XHAMSFacebook: @93XHAMSInstagram: @93XHAMSEmail the show: HAMS93X@gmail.com See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

What happens when you blend the outdoors, seasoned guides, and the thrill of hunting and spearfishing into one unforgettable place? Join us as we venture into Hell's Canyon with Cliff Gray, Kevin Harlander, and Greg Jones, who share their experiences guiding elk in North America's steepest gorge and jobs that shaped our lives. We may or may not catch a Sturgeon while recording this episode.Check out the new DECKED system and get free shipping.Check out NICKS BOOTS and use code 6ranch for a free gift.

The Hells Angels Motorcycle Club first chapter emerged in the US in the 1940's but didn't reach Canada until 1977. Less than 20 years later, they would be neck deep in the bloodiest motorcycle gang war ever fought as the Quebec chapter sought to monopolize the cocaine trade, utilizing car bombs and death squads to turn the city of Montreal into a war zone. Led by the psychotic and brilliant Maurice "Mom" Boucher, the Hells got so powerful they not only took on any and all rival biker gangs and criminal organizations, but the state itself. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Convicts, illegal dissections, disease, all taking place on ships described as "Wicked Noah's Arks" where conditions were even worse than in notorious prisons like Newgate. Transportation to Australia awaited those who survived, and they counted themselves the lucky ones. Today it's the dark history of the Prison Hulks.Our guest is Dr Anna McKay from the University of Liverpool who researches the lives and experiences of prisoners across the British maritime world. Her essay 'Allowed to die?' won the Royal Historical Society's Alexander Prize and her latest book proposal is shortlisted for the 2023 Ideas Prize. https://www.anna-mckay.com/ Edited by Tom Delargy, Produced by Freddy Chick, Senior Producer is Charlotte Long.Enjoy unlimited access to award-winning original documentaries that are released weekly and AD-FREE podcasts. Get a subscription for £1 per month for 3 months with code AFTERDARK sign up at https://historyhit.com/subscription/

This is the full compilation of the "I've Seen Hells Invasion of Earth, These Are My Stories" series i did, let me know what you think of these stories! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The iconic Alicia Keys stopped by to talk all about her new musical, "Hell Kitchen"! Plus, we play Password and ask if you have ever taken a fart walk.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.