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Bat Family is Multilingual

While that seems like an obvious observation, not enough people talk about it, either on this site on anywhere else. But yeah, the Bats are a polyglot household. And for those that grew up speaking more than one language, we all know the mayhem that brings.

You know the "spanglish" and "portenglish" that we create? It's on another level at the Wayne residence. Conversations switch languages every sentence, for their dialect of gibberish to anyone outside of it.

For example, the conversation goes: English -> Spanish -> Swahili -> Aramaic -> Mandarin -> Portuguese -> Patuá (Macanese Patois) -> Romani -> Navajo -> Kryptonian -> Coptic -> Arabic -> Doric Greek (Greek from Sparta) -> Griko (Greek dialect in Italy) -> Cherokee -> Vietnamese -> Nahuatl -> Hebrew -> Back to English

Also, they switch languages depending on what they're cooking and proceed to shout it across the kitchen. The loudest The Latin ones and Arabic.

Even sign language is multilingual. The family has their version of it (created by Cass, which uses more body language and movements that show things and feelings instead of words), but they switch between American, British, French, New Zealand, Irish, Brazilian, Maritime, Hong Kong, Inuit, Ka'apor, and even Plains Indian SL on the daily basis. It's so varied that for an outsider, it just looks like their gesturing half the time.

And honestly, I think it all started with an angry Bruce learning French and German from Alfred.

Oh my GOODNESS I'm not alone

I know, like, my daily schedule from the age of 3 on. I remember my first birthday party. I remember how terrifying the whole world was and no one seemed to care??? Or the things your brain would make up against your will to scare you and you KNEW it wasn't real but you still had to act like it was bc the longer you look the worse it gets. Or everyone yelling at you for things you don't understand and no one has actually bothered to explain because they forgot we're not born knowing crawling on the bathroom floor is 'gross.'

A friend has once again brought it to my attention that it is unusual to have an intact chronological memory of life prior to age 12 and you know what’s weird to ME is that the rest of yall forgot how to sing the clean-up song

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, 🌈🕊️

-

Clumsy Clark Kent, pt. 3

"Lauren Lawrence," Clark said, placing down the folder on the desk in front of Perry White, editor in chief of the Daily Planet. "Our way in," finished Lois Lane. She and Jimmy were standing, arms crossed, just behind Clark in Perry's office.

He smiled. "Impressive," he said. "How'd you do it? And what exactly is she our way into?"

So the three friends recounted the story of how they had arranged to meet on the roof, and the notes and pictures in the file folder. As usual, Perry was not one for patience. Five minutes later, Jimmy Olsen was worrying a keyboard as he waited for the computer to finish- ah- retrieving some footage from Lexcorp grounds. Clark leaned over the desk to watch the progress bar slide slowly towards completion. Lois was pacing a few feet away. Then Clark's hand slipped off the edge of the desk and he banged his head on the corner of the table on his way down. Lois took the time to snort before resuming her pacing.

As Clark got to his feet, Jimmy gave a victorious whoop.

"One hundred percent!" he shouted. "We're in!"

Lois and Clark peered over Jimmy's shoulders to look at the footage.

It was of a lab, with a particle accelerator. Scientists milled about, checking energy levels and measuring charges. Lex Luthor slammed his fist down on a random table and shouted something. The video didn't have any sound, but whatever he'd said, it sent the scientists scurrying. They just managed to make out one word by watching his lips- lawrencium.

"Isn't that, like, really dangerous?" Jimmy asked nervously. "And... currently impossible to synthesize?"

"It is Lex Luthor," Clark said. "Maybe he's figured it out... or at least thinks he has."

On the furthest right side of the periodic table are the noble gases. They have a ring of 8 electrons on the outside. That's what all elements want. The closer they are, the more unstable they are. The ones missing one electron are called halogens. The ones with one too many are called alkali metals. (Don't spend too much time around these) Also, the further down you go in the periodic table, the more radioactive things get. The most radioactive halogen is more radioactive than the most radioactive alkali metal. It's called-you guessed it- lawrencium. Don't stand near it, if they ever do synthesize it. So, with that knowledge, let's continue.

The video showed a woman in a lab coat with cornrow braids getting into a large machine. The trio recognized her as the spokesperson for Lexcorp's scientific department. One lab-coated gentleman pulled a switch, and then there were a few seconds of screaming and... silence. The camera had gone out after that.

"You guys thinking what I'm thinking?" Lois asked.

"We expose that in our first front-page worthy article?" Clark replied, before promptly falling on his face again.

"Sounds good to me," Jimmy finished.

To be continued

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The Justice League and their personal policies on swearing

Superman: never ever, mostly due to getting his mouth washed out with soap for so much as 'dang' as a kid

Batman: he adjusts it to suit the audience,but it's VERY moderate even in purely adult company.

Wonder woman: found out about swearing during WWI, and swears when she thinks the situation deems it appropriate, no matter who's around

Flash: he'll go as far as s**t and no farther. Not on purpose, he just kinda doesn't.

Green lantern (Hal Jordan): cuss cuss cussity cuss

Martian Manhunter: "I believe most humans would deem it appropriate to say '****' in this context"

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

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

Coward, that sounds like a perfect weekend