Dash Is Dead Im Teleporting To The Past

Cleric or wizard... maybe Bard, depending on how you define instrument.

Dungeons and Dragons, but your character must be a self insert, and class is determined by your current abilities Barbarian Must have a demonstrable temper, go off I guess  Bard Must be able to play an instrument Cleric Must be involved in a religious organization Druid Must have demonstrable knowledge of, or passion for nature  Fighter Must beat the DM in physical combat (hope your DM’s a wimp)  Monk Must practice a martial art  Paladin Must have a cause that one actively supports  Ranger Must be able to fire a kind of ranged weapon accurately  Rogue Must sneak up on the DM (Hard mode: steal their dice)  Sorcerer Must have a powerful family heirloom  Warlock Must work for a powerful entity (Corporations, The Government)  Wizard Must have a College Degree or a 3.0 GPA  If you can’t be any of these you start as a commoner, and may become one of these classes when you finally satisfy these conditions.

Save what’s left of us. 🙏💔

Hello there, 🙏💔

I’m reaching out with a heart full of both hope and hardship. 😔 My family and I are in Gaza, and life has become a daily struggle due to the ongoing devastation and conflict. 💔🌪️ We’re doing our best to get by, but even the basics are difficult to come by. 🍞💧

I know that people around the world have shown great compassion to those affected by crises. 🌍💙 If you’re able to support us with even a small contribution, like 10 euros, it would truly make a world of difference. ✨🙏 This support would help us meet our needs and take a step closer to finding safety. 🕊️ Our only hope now is to leave Gaza for a safer place where we can rebuild our lives and look forward to a more peaceful future. 🚶‍♂️🚶‍♀️❤️

If you were in my place, facing what we face every day, what would you do? Any kindness you can offer would be a light in this darkness.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, and for any kindness you can offer. Your compassion means more than words can say, and we deeply appreciate it. 💖🙏

With all my gratitude and best wishes for peace for you and your loved ones, 🌈🕊️

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just remembered shows used to have 20-25 eps per season

How close are you with your friends?

Ma'am when we're apart at school the teacher asks us where the others are ✌️

Do any of u have decent recipes that are like 5 ingredients (not including spices) and take 45 mins or less to prepare i gotta stop eating sandwiches for dinner

https://www.thecut.com/2018/11/im-broke-and-friendless-and-ive-wasted-my-whole-life.html

Part 2

Clark, Lois, and Jimmy found themselves atop the roof of a generic skyscraper (very illegally) twenty minutes later. A man was there, and he looked nervous- not just about the height.

He jumped as the three reporters clambered over the top of the highest window and onto the roof.

"Why did we have to meet here?" Jimmy asked. "It seems... overly dangerous."

"Had to... had to find a covert location. Luthor has eyes all over the city. This place... it's an old tradition, ever since it was built. No cameras up here, ever. And clearly there aren't any people. Ronald Hart, by the way." The small, mostly bald man chuckled nervously. He looked a bit stressed. You probably can't imagine why.

Clark stayed clear of the edge. He might be able to fly, but he wasn't keen on his friends and Mr. Hart knowing that.

"Mr. Hart, you told us you had concrete proof of corruption at Lexcorp?" Lois asked.

"Yes, that's right." he said, as if he had forgotten for a moment what he was doing on top of an eleven- story skyscraper. He shakily removed a small file folder from the back of his coat. "It's all in here. In you hand now. I need to go."

Even Lois didn't try to pry. They helped him back into the top floor, and all took separate elevators down, except Clark and Lois, since there were only three elevators.

Clark, after tripping and grabbing the elevator handrail for support, cleared his throat awkwardly.

"So... Lois. Any... particular plans this weekend?"

"Not sure." she answered." Depends on what it takes to get the dirt." she pulled out the folder and opened it curiously. As soon as she saw what was inside, she gasped. Quickly, she passed it over to her fellow reporter to show him the shocking news. As soon as they arrived at the first floor, they ran to show Jimmy.

"But..." he said. "This makes no sense. I saw that guy on TV just last week."

"I guess... I guess it wasn't her" Clark answered. They were all much more subdued as they rode the bus back to the Daily Planet.

To be continued.