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i just heard someone out in the hallway go “omae wa mo shinderu” and then someone screamed “NO!!!” and there was a loud smack

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Here’s a cheery thought to start the week. All over the world, for the past few years, birds have been starving to death. Some of it is attributable to those clever Chinese climate hoaxsters. Some of it also is attributable to general and casual environmental vandalism. But birds are starving to death all over the world.

H/t to Ben See—@ClimateBen—on the electric Twitter machine for collecting all the stories.)

They’ve been starving in Alaska. From the Sydney Morning Herald:

The birds, all of a species known as the common murre, appear to have starved to death, federal wildlife officials say, suggesting disruptions to the supply of herring and other fish that make up the birds’ diet. A survey by wildlife officials over the weekend counted more than 8000 dead murres on the shores of one beach near Whittier, about 100 kilometres south-east of Anchorage. Local news video showed bodies of the black-and-white birds scattered on the beach and floating in the water offshore.

Wildlife officials say it’s not yet known why the birds are starving. One possible explanation is that the birds’ usual food supply - the schools of herring and other small fish usually found near the coast - have not materialised this year, perhaps because of changing climate or this year’s extreme El Nino weather pattern. While generally plentiful elsewhere in Alaska, herring populations have been depressed in the Prince William Sound, scene of the 1983 Exxon Valdez oil spill.

They’ve been starving in Antarctica. From the Guardian:

The awful news that all but two penguin chicks have starved to death out of a colony of almost 40,000 birds is a grim illustration of the enormous pressure Antarctic wildlife is under. The causes of this devastating event are complex, from a changing climate to local sea-ice factors, but one thing penguins, whales and other marine life don’t need is additional strain on food supplies.

They’ve been starving in Australia. From the BBC:

Seabirds are starving to death on the remote Lord Howe Island, a crew filming for the BBC One documentary Drowning in Plastic has revealed. Their stomachs were so full of plastic there was no room for food…“These birds are generalist predators,” explained marine biologist Jennifer Lavers who works with the shearwater colony. “They’ll eat just about anything they’re given. That’s what’s allowed them to thrive - a lack of pickiness. ”

But when you put plastic in the ocean, it means they have no ability to detect plastic from non-plastic, so they eat it.“ Parent birds unwittingly feeding plastic to their chicks means that the birds emerge from their burrows with stomachs filled with plastic, and with insufficient nutrition to enable them set out to sea and forage for themselves.

They’ve been starving in the Netherlands. From phys.org:

On the line was a coast-watch volunteer calling to tell him of reports of hundreds of dead guillemots washing up along the country’s shores. “The next morning, my phone rang red-hot from callers all over reporting dead birds,” Leopold, based at Wageningen University’s marine research department in the northern port city of Den Helder, told AFP. “Alarm bells started ringing.” Since early January, more than 20,000 dead guillemots have washed up dead on Dutch beaches—from the northern Wadden Islands to southwestern Zeeland…“All the birds show signs of severe starvation and we don’t know why,” said Leopold.

The planet is sounding all sorts of alarms, and the effects of the climate crisis are only the loudest. Birds are starving, all over the world.

https://www.esquire.com/news-politics/politics/a28067879/two-penguin-chicks-40-000-colony-climate-change-birds/

Esquire

In a Colony of 40,000, Just Two Penguin Chicks Survived This Year

The planet is sounding all sorts of alarms—including with the mass death of birds.

i started this joke and then i couldnt stop

Practicing!

It was a very special thing to bond with a dragon. Whilst bonding with a dragon provided benefits for both parties, it was still a very rare thing. Dragons were powerful, and by the time they were ready and willing to bond, considerably older than humans. They also had to be a lot more picky with their chosen bonded, than any human did.

Whilst a strong bond with their dragon would extend a humans life considerably, the stronger the bond, the longer their life, the dragons still have to face the possibility of their bonded growing old and dying. Since bonding with another is an incredibly emotionally vulnerable experience for both dragon and human, many dragons are wary about their choices as they get older, not willing to face such heartbreak again. 

Most children go through life boasting about what kind of dragon they think they will bond with, some claiming their strength will ensure them the best dragon, others claiming their wit or looks. For you, it had never been so clear. 

You just like any other child, would constantly daydream about bonding with a dragon and the knowledge and adventures you could share together, preferably away from this horrid town. However, other kids, and even adults, were always keen to remind you how impossible that dream would be.

“Their deaf! What use would a dragon have for them?” You remember seeing one teacher say to another.

It was true, you hadn’t heard a single sound your entire life. Sometimes, it did upset you, but you had long since learned to love what you did have. Mainly, your sight. The world was so beautiful, and without all the chatter to distract you, you were free to admire it as you wished. You could spend hours drawing the flowers and enjoying the swirling sea and shimmering stars. Perhaps it is that which had driven you to becoming a photographer and artist.

Still, when the day came that those your age were finally allowed to try to bond with a dragon, you found yourself joining them. You knew the chances were low, and could see the looks you were getting from those who knew of your disability. Despite this, you wanted to try, at least then you would know for sure.

You waited for the rush to finish, before slowly making your way onto the grounds. Dragons and humans alike stood preening and attempting to gain attention, eager to find the best possible bonded, in hopes of a strong bond. Not feeling the need to rush, you walked calmly amongst the magnificent creatures, slowly wandering deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, something made you pause. With an air of curiosity, you took a few steps back and peered at the impressive dragon before you. It was a massive thing, strong and tough, baring the scars of many a battle, and obviously quite an ancient creature. It was beautiful and you could feel the power rolling off of it in waves, which is why you were confused to see no one walking its way.

It wasn’t until you drew closer, that you realised why. 

Over its eyes where deep ragged scars, long since healed but having well and truly done their harm. As you stepped even closer, you watched as the dragons eyes slid open, baring to you oceans of milky white, confirming your suspicions. They were blind, and had been for quite some time.

Thinking of never being able to see the world as you did, caused your heart to clench and unthinkingly you moved closer. The powerful beast was obviously still highly aware, as it easily followed your progress with its head, slowly lowering it to meet you as you drew close.

For a moment, the two of you simply remained still, taking in each others presence in your own unique ways. Something about this moment was special to you, and you found yourself unwilling to break it, knowing you would carry this moment with you till your final days. With an empathetic pang in your heart, you reached out, smiling as the massive beast pressed its giant nose against your tiny palm. 

And with that, Everything Changed. 

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Person A: “Yo, you wanna explain why we have two of the fakest F.B.I agents I’ve ever seen, sitting in our kitchen nursing hello kitty mugs?”

Person B: “They’re here to ask questions about our landlord, apparently.”

Person A: “Fuck that, I don’t care what they did, their rents cheap as shit, and they’re actually nice.”

Person B: “My thoughts exactly.”

Person A: “….”

Person B: “….”

Person A: “…..And the hello kitty mugs?”

Person B: “Oh I just wanted to see if they would actually use them.”

Person A: “…Should we offer them biscuits on that god awful barbie plate next?”

Person B: “Oh fuck yes.”

This is my archer character for Dungeons and Dragons. Just drew it to test new brushes. Her name is Ivy btw.