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Слесарь с самодельным огнемётом поджёг бывших коллег в подмосковном офисе УК: у одной из пострадавших 90% ожогов тела

 
55-летний слесарь напал на офис управляющей компании в подмосковном поселке Горки-25. Он облил горючей жидкостью четверых человек и поджег их. Как рассказала "Газете.Ru" жительница посёлка Анна, ранее мужчина пытался поджечь собаку. По её словам, именно неадекватное поведение слесаря послужило поводом для увольнения.
 
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«Он ночью гонялся за бездомной собакой и пытался её поджечь. Сотрудники давно просили его уволить, так как он был неадекватен в общении. Руководство его жалело, но в пятницу должны были наконец то уволить. Сегодня проходила планерка, на которой ему сообщили об увольнении», — объяснила Анна.
 
 
Она рассказала, что после поджога у одной из пострадавших 90% ожогов тела.
 
«У Марии [имя изменено] 90% ожогов. Она вышла своими ногами и упала на носилки без сознания. Мужчина тоже попал под прямой огонь и [получил] сильные ожоги, а третья девушка [получила] 30% ожогов – шея и грудь. Остальных спасло то, что они ложились на пол или убегали», — добавила Анна.

Лемми. Портрет.

If you like to gamble, I tell you I'm your man,
You win some, lose some, all the same to me,
The pleasure is to play, makes no difference what you say,
I don't share your greed, the only card I need is
The Ace оf Spades

Альтернативная концовка Артефакта.

Нефтяная империя здорового человека.

На переднем плане Бурдж Халифа - высочайшее современное сооружение. А далеко на заднем плане справа - Башня в Дубай Крик - будущее высочайшее сооружение мира, которое обгонит Халифу как минимум на полкилометра. По прикидкам, ибо финальную высоту башни пока никто не знает.


И она же во всей красе

Строительство начато около года назад. Фундамент уже заложен (и это самый глубокий фундамент в истории строительства) и со дня на день башня должна подняться над поверхностью.
Ожидается, что постройка завершится полностью, вместе со всеми отделочными работами в 2021 году , а в 2020 году, к открытию Дубай Экспо, возможно, башня уже достигнет  намеченной высоты.
Witching Hour

“They... They care about me. I feel sorry for them.

- Why?

Because I'm Discord. I'm a force of nature. It won't end well for them. It never does.

- Why?

You saw it. It happens whenever I make a "Friend". It ended the same way in all of those other doors. You saw what happened with Tirek.

- I did. But you saw it differently than I did.

What did you see?

- I saw that you were sorry. That you regretted what you've done. Forces of nature don't regret.

Hmmm...

- And that’s what your nightmares are about, isn’t it? You’re Worried. You’ve never been worried before, have you?

It’s not in my nature to be worried. It… Wasn’t in my nature. I feel something for them.

- Love?

I wouldn’t go that far. Care, at least. I care what happens to them. I care how they feel about me… It makes me weak.

- Now, you listen to me, Discord. Care does not make you weak, it makes you strong. Ponies accomplish more through care than they ever thought possible. With enough care, you can change the world. Care enough and you can even change yourself. I did. The old me is still in there. I still get jealous, but I remember how much I love my life and that’s enough.

Huh.”
Третьи сутки в голове крутится мелодия из песни, которую слышал давно и хочется услышать снова, но кроме слов "never go easy (или easiest) way" в начале песни и несколько раз повторяющиеся слова "hallowed be my (или your) name" в припеве, не вспоминается. Песня в жанре метал/рок. Не Iron Maiden, не HammerFall. Заранее благодарен.
,поиск песен,поиск музыки,пидоры помогите,реактор помоги

you know the rules and so do i

,Хэллоуин,праздник,Rick Roll,Рик Эстли

Отличный комментарий!

Бля, давайте запустим еще одного "Вояджера" но уже с клипом Рика Эстли. Зарикролим инопланетян.
Интересная будет причина для начала первой межгалактической.

Their Stories

"Hey young man. This is not the closest way to the Bulgewater County. You better choose the west road of the Wisteria Crossroad."
"Oh look at this thick skin. Everybody's waiting for their turn and now you want to get buried in such nice place far far away?
Hey, you better go to my grave plot. It's much closer and so beautifu..."
"I heard your goddamned hometown story for hundreds of times that my ossicles almost worn out, ma'am.
Why don't we just shut up for this painful journey? You can have some talks with the devils after burial."
"Your sister's pelvis was so huge that even three baby skulls could go through the hole."
"That bastard is talking shit again. I heard he was mental and still barking like a dog even after brain fluid dried out."
"My jaw! Where is my jaw! I can't eat without my jaw!"
"His jaw was gone sucking dragon dick."
"This rude boy is ignoring me again! I told you Bulgewater County is not this way..."
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They Talk Too Much

"I told you not to go this way."
"Hey lad. Your fighting stance is awkward as hell."
"Your mama's tit was so huge that her ribs were bent."
"He's so nice as always. Drop me off here."
"We're dead! We're all dead. All because of that stupid gravekeeper!"
"Where is my jaw?"
"When I was young, I found no monsters as ugly as this one."
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They Still Talk

"Amazing, lad! Transforming our remains into spirit form, what a magic!"
"If I didn't know you, i would have thought that you were trying to kill us all! I know this sort of sorcery, and they use this spell to destroy the undeads."
"Your mama's spine is so bent that you can use it in math class as protractor."
"Good to be together as always. It's hard to find nice lad like this fellow these days."
"Where is my jaw? I can't find my jaw!"
"Huh! You call this a magic! Back in my days..."
"Hey young man, do you even hear me?"
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Take Them Please

"Mortal. I ask you to yield one of those heads."
"I can't."
"You cherish life of the deads more than yours? How touching."
"No really. I can't."
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Put Your Hand on My Shoulder

"Hey young lad. You're just passing by that poor giant's body and you call yourself a gravekeeper?"
"Knock it off you bloody dotard."
"Haha! We heard you talking back to our word! Today's a special day!"
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The Protectors

I hear dead people.
And they never fxxking shut up.
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Dead Men Tell A Lot of Tales

"That's a mighty fine necromancy, summoning the dead severed arm!"
"And he didn't raise us from dead with such skill."
"Where is my jaw."
"If we knew he could do that we would've never apologized him."
"I mean, it's pretty absurd to blame us for dragging monster's attention by our chatter. It's monster that cut off his arm, not us."
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Manga Style Necromancy

"Fight with me."
"Wait, we never agreed that."
"I will never forget you."
"I said we never agreed that."
"SOUL CRUSHER."
"You motherf-."
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"Your Move, Old Man."

"Look at that ruddy bastard grabbing old man's head."
"Where is my jaw."
"Back in my days, even rudest of all showed respect to the elders.
Kids these days ignore the aged men and their wisdom.
Back in my days, no one would've allowed this to happen.
The kings had to get off their horse to salute me on the road."
"When yer mom rolled on the pen with the pigs."
"Where is my fxxking jaw, you bloody ruffians."
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Necro-man

Even though the sword is broken dead, I can call its soul back.
Arm is the most basic type of shield.
My revived arm will be a shield.
This is my necromancy.
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Starved Pistol of Diliworth

Starved Pistol of Diliworth.
One of the haunted relics made by infamous weapon inventor Godin Elwiv of Eldrian two centuries ago.
The soul of people who were killed by him is stored inside.
Danger Rank High. Never touch.
P.S. My dear pupil who never ever read nor listen to my words.
I leave this postscript for I thought you would've ignore that warning.
At least don't fire this pistol twice.
The chance of it taking user's soul increases geometrically on the second fire.
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Hellblade

"Old man. Sword."
"Arfwgerraworf"
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You Must Fly

"Damn, I'm terribly sorry lady.
This is what my necromancy do.
Look at my arm. Revived in strange form of my true nature.
I guess your soul looks like a fish, swimming freely in the air.
At least you can fly instead of having normal leg oh what the hell am I talking about. I'm really...
Oh... Uh... I guess you like it.
Thank you."
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One is Gone

My masters, all six of them, told me not to talk to the deads.
The deads never come back to life. That's undeniable truth. The truth that people left behind want to deny so much.
The soul of the dead leaves this world over the curtain of our realm forever.
What we call ghost is just an embodiment of remaining thought, emotion, or memory of the deads.
That's why they cannot talk normally, always want though need nothing, and stick to something obstinately.
It is difficult to remove them peacefully unless you follow certain rules and process originated from the deceased.
The deads are not the ones you knew.
Now I can understand why they taught me that over and over again.
It is obvious how I'll react to the false hallucination of my masters when they pass away.
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