2021.09.19 20:06 dappersapper69420 Watch any movie for free on YouTube
All you have to do is look up the movie you want to watch and filter results by playlist. Sometimes, people will make a playlist of full, in order clips (3-7 minutes long each) of one movie, and order them so that as one clip ends, the transition to the next one is seamless. The only downside are ads, but if you are watching on a browser, just install an adblocker for YouTube. I have been doing this for months and dropped HBO Max and Netflix because everything I want to watch can be found for free on a YouTube playlist. And I’m pretty sure it’s completely legal for people to make these playlists because I don’t think there are any legal restrictions for creating a compilation of clips from a movie. And to watch it later, just save the playlist on YouTube and you can easily find it to watch again and with history on you can find exactly what clip you left off on.
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2021.09.19 20:06 MrAszter How does someone lane against a leblanc properly? (Midlane, Question, Any advice welcome)
Recently I climbed from S3~2 to G4~3 extremely rapidly, and while I am able to fair well in most matchups, I always end up losing and feeding (quite hard) against Leblanc. The problem is that I really don't understand what mistakes I'm making, and all I see is that she can easily trade me without me having been able to deal any significant damage (we're talking of her shaving 50% of my health per engage, and me removing about 10~15% of hers before she leaves). This makes me have to back quite often, or leave lane in order to try to gain an advantage elsewhere (which usually only results in her getting fed from the tower plates, but me staying in lanes doesn't do much more in comparison, except for CSing).
From my point of view, there's no 'safe distance' when laning against her, especially after her 6, and trading her is nigh impossible as she can just gtfo whenever she wants. Tower is also useless as she can go in and out in between tower shots. So what am I supposed to do? The only clue that I currently have is that a Leblanc seems only useful early, with her lvl 6 powerspike, after which she becomes less and less relevant?
I main cassiopeia, but also plays syndra and katarina if that helps. I'm not an OTP, so if my picks aren't viable, knowing what kind of champions fair well against her also works.
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2021.09.19 20:06 Totallynotmyaltaccou Hold up
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2021.09.19 20:06 hudsonintexas fabled 🌋 it's just you and the unknown, bound together with the glue of adventure and the promise of destiny... ⛺️ 🛤 what could be an experimental indie film soundtrack
2021.09.19 20:06 acilate My ceiling fan remote only came with contacts for the cheap battery it shipped with, and not for the AAA slots
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2021.09.19 20:06 JunoVisual Will Grid Lose?
After the second National competition, where grid lost to kraugel. Will he lose again? I'm asking for spoilers because him losing in the PvP kinda bummed me out, I'm a huge Grid fan btw. So I was wondering if he will lose again in a battle in the future? (Competition or just a regular battle).
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2021.09.19 20:06 DanaColeman44 Wild Iguana
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2021.09.19 20:06 Bigting7 you ever just get sick of things
2021.09.19 20:06 VeriVenT 1st ANNIVERSARY PHASMOPHOBIA
2021.09.19 20:06 AarontheGeek A Daily Avengers panel in chronological order. This one from Avengers #160 (1977)
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2021.09.19 20:06 Possible_Abrocoma_22 Will Tunisia’s political crisis deepen?
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2021.09.19 20:06 command457 What's the worst business decision ever made?
2021.09.19 20:06 pantiflatrv The amazing digital products bundle for resale.
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2021.09.19 20:06 Boo_Randy Forgive the repost, but this seems more apt with each passing week
2021.09.19 20:06 eeeeeeeeeee192 Throwback to July when everyone thought my TSW was sunburn 😭
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2021.09.19 20:06 RewsterSause The Second Coming Part 4
Previously: The Second Coming Part 3
Constantine opens his eyes.
The stale, fetid smell of the Hive fills his nostrils.
His breathing becomes erratic as he recognizes the recurring nightmare.
He's trapped in the Hellmouth again, a sea of Thrall roaring and screeching around him.
He raises his head and looks down at his body.
He's restrained to an altar, thick black magic swirling about his abdomen. Blood runs free from his amputated limbs. His arms and legs are no more than stumps on his torso.
Constantine screams, crying for help. Tears well in his eyes as the Thrall become rabid, frenzied by his wails.
He knows he'll wake up, but he cannot stop the terror that seizes him.
Suddenly, rain patters against his skin.
The Warlock stops screaming, confused by this new development.
The rain falls from the sky in thick sheets, a torrent of water soaking Constantine and the Thrall around him.
The Hive all stand completely still, as if frozen in time. Their teeth gleam in the darkness as they stare at him with wicked grins.
Lightning flashes through the sky and illuminates a figure over him. It straddles the altar, it's face inches from his own. The figure is a mountain of muscle and might and metal, his collar was fur and teeth.
The figure's faceplate cracks.
The split in the visor spreads from his lips to his ears, carving a sick smile in his face.
Constantine can hear the revolting sound of snapping bone as the figure's face opens to reveal a giant maw, a mouth stretching back to his ears. The figure opens his mouth like a snake, tearing his cheeks as he does so, and exposes rows of razor-sharp teeth.
Constantine tries to scream, but to his horror, finds he has no mouth. Where his mouth once was is a blank patch of skin.
Saliva drips from the figure's nightmarish jaw as Constantine lets out muffled screams.
A prehensile tongue unfolds from the figure's mouth like a tentacle, slithering from behind its teeth and reaching for Constantine's face.
His vision grows dark as the man fits his inhuman mouth over Constantine's head—
Constantine awakens with a start.
Sweat drenches his skin and his heart pounds in his chest.
He calms himself and winces, pain lancing through his head. He reaches up to touch his forehead, and grimaces as he feels a large, tender bump.
Constantine opens his eyes and cringes at the bright light overhead.
Concussion, probably, He thinks, probably major.
"Lyra?" He whispers, hand still pressed to his head. "Are you there?"
The emptiness within him answers.
Constantine groans as he gets to his feet. His head throbs with pain, making him dizzy and nauseous.
He examines the room he stands in: small, damp, and devoid of anything save a cot, a toilet, and a small sink. One wall consists of iron bars, and a heavy metal door.
He realizes his duster, helmet, and other equipment have been confiscated. He stands in nothing but underwear.
Constantine stumbles over to it as a figure walks by.
"Hey!" He calls, squeezing his eyes shut as his head explodes with pain, "I need to get out of here!"
The figure turns to him. The guard, a stout middle-aged woman, walks over to him, smirking. "Oh yeah? Somewhere you need to be?"
"Listen, there's something going—"
The woman spits in his face. Constantine splutters, wiping it off of his face. "What the fuck?!" He exclaims.
"Sit your ass down," The woman commands, "You may have been someone before, but you're nothing but food now. Food for the Glorious Haul!"
Constantine sighs exasperatedly. "Fine." He mutters.
The woman takes a few steps back as the door becomes encased in dark rime. The black-blue crystal spreads across it's surface, the metal creaking.
Constantine opens his eyes, which glow with cobalt hatred.
The woman cries out as the door explodes into a storm of shards, cutting her skin.
Constantine steps through the doorway, Stasis crackling across his lean frame. "I tried to be diplomatic." He tells the woman, who stares at him in fear. "Stay out of my way."
The woman shrinks from him as he walks by.
He grips his staff as he strides confidently down the corridor lined with cells. Other inmates scream, some bang their heads against the walls, one convulses on the ground in a straight jacket.
He realizes he's in a mental institution.
Constantine pauses by one of the cells and examines the person within.
The man rocks back and forth in the fetal position, muttering under his breath. Constantine can clearly see his ribs and bones, indicating the man hasn't eaten in weeks. His fingertips are rubbed raw, bleeding profusely.
The whites of his eyes are blacker than night, and his irises are a vibrant green.
The veins around his eyes protrude from his skin.
All across the walls, a familiar sigil is painted repeatedly in the man's blood.
After a quick glance at the other cells, Constantine realizes all of them exhibit the same behavior and appearance.
Another guard rounds the corner and raises his sidearm to Constantine.
Constantine holds out his hand. Stasis bristles off of his forearm and palm as the air between his fingers and the man's weapon grows hazy and thick.
Before the guard can pull the trigger, his weapon is completely frozen.
Constantine taps the butt of his staff on the ground and the weapon shatters.
The guard stumbles backward and stares at him, mouth agape.
"Where is the warden?" Constantine asks, "Who oversees this place?"
The man gulps and points down the hall behind Constantine. "D-D-Down the h-hall and im-mmediate right. C-Can't miss-s it."
Constantine gives him a thankful nod and gestures him to leave. The man does so eagerly, turning and sprinting away.
He proceeds down the hallway, the screams of the insane echoing through the corridors.
Constantine follows the man's guidance, walking down the corridor and turning right.
He approaches a doorway, stepping softly on the cement. The small room is dark, illuminated by a wall of monitors. The man within watches the monitors, overseeing various rooms and chambers in the facility.
Constantine silently approaches the man, dismissing his staff. When he reaches the man, he wraps his arm around his throat and pushes on the back of his head with his other hand.
He squeezes as the man thrashes, gasping for breath.
Constantine counts to eight.
On the eighth second, the man stops moving.
The Warlock shoves the unconscious man from the chair and onto the ground. Constantine examines the monitors, looking for Lyra.
He taps a key on the keyboard, switching the monitors to different cameras. Constantine begins to worry as he searches for her, wondering if he won't find her.
Then he does.
In a dimly lit chamber, he can see a strange altar. Candles and odd devices sit atop it, and in the center, a Ghost. Lyra.
She's immobile, still held captive by the restraining device, but Constantine is confident she's still alive.
He steps away from the monitors, turning to run to Lyra, but stops.
Constantine looks down at the man's attire, then down at his own bare form.
He grins before taking a step toward the warden.
Constantine strides confidently down the halls of the facility, balaclava fixed firmly over his face and hands in his pockets.
He gives a polite nod to a guard as he walks by. They return the gesture, deceived by his disguise.
He turns into a landing and descends a flight of switchback stairs.
"Sir?" A voice interrupts him.
A guard watches him suspiciously.
"Yes?" Constantine responds.
"Why are you going down there? You know no one is supposed to interfere with Offerings?"
"I'm well aware," Constantine lies, "I'm just making sure everything's in order."
The guard nods, apparently satisfied with Constantine's answer. Constantine gives him a nod before descending the stairs.
He emerges in the dark room illuminated by candlelight. Lyra's shell gleams in the warmth.
Constantine crosses the room in only a few strides, gingerly grabbing her shell and wrapping his fingers around the restraining device.
Groaning, Constantine pulls on the device. It creaks and protests, but eventually snaps.
Lyra blinks, her singular blue eye glowing once again. "Connie!" She exclaims.
Constantine holds her tight, thankful she remains unharmed.
"Are you okay?!" Lyra asks, removing herself from his embrace, "Are you hurt? What happened?" She examines Constantine's clothing with distaste. "And what are you wearing?"
"Not the time," Constantine says urgently, "We need to go. Now. Get the hell out of here and tell the Vanguard. Maybe she can have a fireteam of Titans come in here and nuke the place, or maybe even Joan can, I don't know, but we need to get out of here ASAP. Send out a transmission."
"Can't," Lyra responds, "Entire island's blocked off. We just need to get somewhere safe so we can call down our jumpship."
Constantine purses his lips, his brow furrowing.
Lyra stares at him. "You're thinking about figuring this out, aren't you?"
"Even when we almost died?"
He nods again.
Lyra sighs exasperatedly. "I guess I knew what I signed up for when I resurrected you. Fine."
Constantine smiles. "Ready to go at it again, partner?"
Lyra shakes her head, chuckling. "I'm ready."
Constantine stumbles out the front door of the hospital, turning and firing a blast of Stasis as the frenzied receptionist.
The moment he emerged from the hidden asylum, Constantine was assaulted by personnel and patients alike, frothing at the mouth and their eyes clouded with black and green.
As he steps out onto the street, he discovers that it wasn't just relegated to the hospital and asylum.
The quiet, disgruntled townsfolk he met when Constantine first arrived were now swarming the streets, screaming and wailing. Some of them are laughing, convulsing in a kind of bliss, others are sobbing and crying in terror. The torrential downpour clouds the street, making the citizens look like ghostly apparitions of themselves.
Constantine sprints down the muddy street, empowered by Arc Light and bounding through the hordes of hysterical people at nearly forty kilometers per hour.
He dodges the grasps of fanatics, leaping around and over them. Thunder cracks through the sky.
Eventually, he comes to the large plaza by the ocean. The Second Coming Tavern sits a few meters away, it's door knocked down and windows shattered. He can see Mary, the bartender, gouging out the eyes of another patron.
The townspeople surround him, their mouths frothing and eyes crazed.
Constantine spots a warehouse down the shore, next to the marina.
He focuses on the large building.
"Connie?" Lyra says, concerned. "Buddy, you might want to do something."
"I am." He says calmly.
He squeezes his fist, bending spacetime and stepping through reality.
He know stands in front of the warehouse, away from the crowd of people.
Constantine opens the door, the giant metal wall creaking loudly. He steps inside the dark warehouse.
"Cool," Lyra remarks, "We're safe, but... where are we? Storage?"
"It's awfully empty for storage," —Constantine gestures to the relatively empty warehouse— "Almost nothing here despite being the only warehouse for a harbor."
Constantine proceeds farther into the warehouse before a putrid stench assaults his nostrils. He gags and stumbles backwards, drawing his balaclava farther over his nose.
He opens his watering eyes and spots a metal trap door.
"That's totally not suspicious at all." Lyra quips. "Weapon, good sir?"
"Please." Constantine coughs.
Lyra transmats his submachine gun into his hand. Constantine feels relieved at it's weight, thankful it's in his hands once again.
The Warlock approaches the door and holds his hand out to it. His palm beams with bright Light, illuminating the entire warehouse.
He grips the door with his Light and yanks upward, making a flicking motion with his wrist.
The trap door flies off of it's hinges, hurtling across the warehouse and landing with a crash in the corner.
Constantine raises his submachine gun and peers into the deep, dark hole.
"Ready when you are." Lyra says.
Constantine takes a breath and leaps down.
He bends his knees as he lands, softening his fall. The antechamber is very small, the rickety wooden door only a few meters from him. A ladder stretches from the ground behind him to the floor of the warehouse.
Constantine approaches the door and pushes it open.
"What in the Traveler's name?" Lyra whispers, horrified.
The large chamber beyond is impeccably clean, white lights shining from overhead. A rectangular table surrounds a large shape which rests on a tarp. On the table, small chunks of meat are wrapped in paper, and in the corners of the room sit large boxes full of them. A loading bay stretches out to the sea opposite of him, the salty aroma of the ocean mixing with the rancid smell of old meat and something else.
Constantine approaches the table in inspects the meat. It's black, tarry, and sinewy. On the floor lay discarded pieces of thick chitin.
The Warlock examines the heap in the middle of the chamber.
It's a body.
The body of a Hive God.
The cast off limbs of a necromancer.
Constantine glances at the boxes in the corner.
Names are emblazoned on the shipment containers: "Second Coming Tavern." "The Trusty Seal Inn." "McDonald's"
"They were eating him." Constantine shudders. "They were eating Nokris."
"Not all of him," Lyra explains, "His torso and head are missing."
"That was his plan," Constantine realizes, "He wanted to feed these people his corpse, but why?"
As if on cue, an unnaturally loud and rolling clap of thunder booms in the sky.
A strange green light reflects off of the ocean, as if the sky itself burned with emerald fire.
Constantine and Lyra walk down the ominous loading bay toward the sea, a foreboding feeling washing over him.
As he slowly emerges from the bay and stands on the rocks, Constantine stares up at the sky.
At the northern peak of the island, where it juts out into the sea like a spear, a beam of Soulfire stretches up to the clouds.
"I have a feeling we're about to find out." Lyra whispers.
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2021.09.19 20:06 PrinceToxic Gamertags
I have a fresh account with the og gamerag “Ka” and was wondering if anybody wanted to purchase it. I have proof that I own the account and am willing to negotiate prices. Dm if interested.
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2021.09.19 20:06 im-your-man Anyone know if a Pixel 4a battery works on a Pixel 4a 5g?
Just what the title says. Trying to diagnose a 4a 5g that is only pulling .01-.03 amps when plugged in. Tried multiple screens, now looking at possible battery or charging port being the culprits.
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2021.09.19 20:06 Imaginary_Mammoth_87 what is the best affordable fightstick?
2021.09.19 20:06 Collective1985 Howard Zinn was a dangerous man because of his blatant lies about United States history
Before everybody jumps on me I want to say Howard Zinn is 100% at fault here.
He lied throughout his book "A People's History of the United States" which is still causing trouble to this day years after his death.Because of him, there is mistrust among the American population on both sides of the political spectrum
Even top historians debunked some of the mess he wrote in that book of his and they even word disgusted with the misinformation and lies.You do not lie or slander anyone or lie about historical events that did not happen.
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2021.09.19 20:06 EmptySun9834 Progress? First two pics are June 25th and the 27th, the first I took since starting the gym. Last pics are all within the past week, some today.
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2021.09.19 20:06 Any_Resolution_611 Curse
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2021.09.19 20:06 Goblinpipes I tried drawing this quas with this really waxy chalk back in July and fucked up but the outline just stayed there lol. This was today. It literally will not go away. We’ve tried power washing it