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21.04.2018, 12:21

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I want my legs back! by Iskander1989

Eworld

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Supremacy

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Wheelchair Sam

SPQR

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"Just One More Chapter"

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A. ShipwrightartistFantasyartнекромантTraditional artдлинопост

Their Stories

A.SHlPWWGrtT,A. Shipwright,artist,Fantasy,Fantasy art,art,арт,некромант,Traditional art,длинопост

"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

,A. Shipwright,artist,Fantasy,Fantasy art,art,арт,некромант,Traditional art,длинопост

"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

A. Sb'pwrigbl,A. Shipwright,artist,Fantasy,Fantasy art,art,арт,некромант,Traditional art,длинопост

"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

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"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

‘Ä.Sfyip^rvicrtt,A. Shipwright,artist,Fantasy,Fantasy art,art,арт,некромант,Traditional art,длинопост

"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

^hipiuriqW-,A. Shipwright,artist,Fantasy,Fantasy art,art,арт,некромант,Traditional art,длинопост

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

ASkowriaht,A. Shipwright,artist,Fantasy,Fantasy art,art,арт,некромант,Traditional art,длинопост

"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

A.SVïipw!ôW qQqQq,A. Shipwright,artist,Fantasy,Fantasy art,art,арт,некромант,Traditional art,длинопост

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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"s1e5"

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Фронтмен Foo Fighters сломал ногу во время концерта в Гетеборге, но обещал вернуться и закончить концерт после того как его залатают в больничке.

"I think I just broke my leg. I think I really broke my leg"

"I'm going to go to hospital. I'm going to fix my leg. And then I'm going to come back."

"Я думаю, что я сломал ногу.Я реально сломал свою ногу"

"Сейчас я отправлюсь в госпиталь. Я залатаю свою ногу. А потом я собираюсь вернуться."

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История о том, как на войне терять бдительность не стоит

Source (facebook community) Оригинал на французском

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Русский перевод

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Война в Украине...

Я живой. Идет война.

Два дня назад мы с товарищем Шэдоу направились к позиции, окруженной русскими танками, в небольшом лесу.

На месте из маленькой, убогой и грязной траншеи нас с улыбкой встретили два украинских солдата. Один из солдат даже немного говорил по-французски. Я сказал Шэдоу оставаться в окопе, даже если это скучно.

Двое украинских солдат вышли из окопа покурить. Я сказал им бросить сигареты и вернуться в укрытие, пока я буду искать позиции русских танков. Они не прислушались и даже приблизились к опушке леса, пытаясь показать мне расположение русских танков. Я сказал им, чтобы они немедленно вернулись в укрытие, и прекратили выставлять себя напоказ. К счастью, они меня послушались и вернулись покурить рядом с траншеей: не захотели идти в окоп.

Мое солдатское чутье подсказывало мне выдвигаться, потому что двое нерадивых солдат могли были быть обнаружены тепловизионным оборудованием вражеских танков.

Двадцать секунд спустя я был в 15 футах (~4.5 метра) от солдат. Наблюдая через бинокль, меня потряс мощный взрыв. Мимо меня проносилась шрапнель, словно угольки костра. Я был окутан дымом. Мое тело инстинктивно напряглось, и я ничего не слышал одним ухом.

Я вышел из укрытия, чтобы залезть в окоп и попытаться найти вражеские танки. Я посмотрел налево. Двое украинских солдат лежали на земле. Сцена была в точности как в голливудском фильме о войне. Солдат был в 5 футах (~1.5 метра) от меня. Он лежал и был без ног. Остальная часть тела была частично разорвана. Он больше не двигался.

Другой солдат был в трех футах (~1 метр) от меня. У него была оторвана нога. Еге тело было изуродовано в нескольких местах. Он все еще дышал, но сделал последний вздох прямо передо мной через дюжину секунд. Русские танки продолжали стрелять в нашу сторону.

На этом история не закончилась, но я расскажу вам это позже.

Вернувшись на базу, мой друг Шэдоу не мог поверить что он выжил. У него не было травм. Взрыв повалил его на землю. У меня тоже не было травм. Ни единой царапины. Сегодня мое ухо в порядке, и я слышу нормально.

Пехотные процедуры и учения важны. Мы видим здесь яркий пример.

Рассказываю только об одном из событий недели. Мы нанесли врагу потери, но потеряли многих товарищей.

Здесь война. Настоящая.

Слава Украине!

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English translation

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War in Ukraine...

I am alive. It's a war here.

Two days ago, my comrade Shadow and I headed to a position surrounded by Russian tanks, in a small forest.

On the spot, two Ukrainian soldiers greeted us with a smile, from a small miserable and muddy trench. One of the soldiers even spoke a little French. I told Shadow to stay in the trench, even if it might sound boring.

The two Ukrainian soldiers came out of the trench to smoke. I told them to put off their cigarettes and go back to the shelter while I searched for the Russian tank position. They didn't listen and even ventured close to the forest edge, trying to show me the location of Russian tanks. I told them to come back immediately to the shelter and stop exposing themselves like this. Luckily they listened to me and came back to smoke next to the trench. They didn't want to go in the trench.

My reflex as a soldier was to move anyway because it was possible that the two careless soldiers had been detected by the thermal vision equipment of the enemy tanks.

Twenty seconds later, I was fifteen foot from the soldiers. I watched with my binoculars. A huge explosion shook me. Shrapnel streaked past me, like embers from a campfire. I was enveloped in smoke. My body instinctively tensed, as well as my face. I couldn't hear anything out of one ear.

I moved from cover to crawl into the trench and try to find the enemy tanks. I looked to my left. The two Ukrainian soldiers were lying on the ground. The scene was exactly like in a Hollywood war movie. A soldier was five foot from me. He was lying down and had no legs. The rest of the body was partly shredded. He was no longer moving.

Another trooper was three feet away from me. He had a ripped leg. His body was mutilated in several places. He was still breathing but took his last breath in front of me, a dozen seconds later. Russian tanks just kept shooting in our direction.

The story didn't end there but I'll tell you the rest later.

Back at the base, my friend Shadow couldn't believe his life was saved. He had no injuries. The explosion knocked him to the ground. I didn't have any injuries either. Not a single scratch. Today, my ear is doing great and I can hear normally.

Infantry procedures and drills are important. Here we see a striking example.

I tell you only one of the events of the week. We have inflicted casualties on the enemy but we have lost many comrades.

This is war. The real one.

Glory to Ukraine!

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