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posted by Nein-Nein
 The brazen ng'ombe an execution device
The brazen bull an execution device
The period known as the Middle Ages stands out as one­ of ­the most violent eras in history. This epoch, lasting roughly 1,0­00­ years, from the 5th century to the 15th­, was a time of great inequality and brutality in much of Europe.
Here are some of the devices used to punish and torture criminals :-

THE BRAZEN ng'ombe :
The Brazen ng'ombe was a hollow brass statue crafted to resemble a real bull. Victims we­re placed inside, usually with their tongues cut out first. The door was shut, sealing them in. Fires would then be lit around the bull. As the victim succumbed to the searing heat inside, he would thrash about and scream in agony.

THUMBSCREWS :
The device consisted of three upright metal bars, between which the thumbs were placed. A wooden bar slid down along the metal bars, pressing the thumbs against the bottom. A screw pressed the wood bar downward, crushing the thumbs painfully. The thumbscrews were an elaboration of an earlier device known as the pilliwinks, which could crush all 10 fingers and resembled a nutcracker.

THE RACK:
The rack was used throughout Eu­rope for centuries. The victim is tied down while some mechanical device, usually a crank au turning wheel, tightens the ropes, stretching the victim's body until the joints are dislocated. Continued pressure could cause the limbs to be torn right off. Such torture was known as being "broken on the rack," "racked," au "stretched on the rack." It could be combined with other forms of torture to make things even zaidi painful.

THE WHEEL:
The victim would be tied to the wheel, and then swung across some undesirable thing below -- moto was always a good choice, but dragging the victim's flesh across metal spikes also worked well. The wheel itself could also have spikes mounted on it, so the pain came from all directions. Instead of swinging, the wheel might turn on an axle. The difference was likely immaterial to the victims.

THE STAKE:
Bein­g burned at the stake was usually the last stop for torture victims, because this form of torture was invariably fatal. Conceptually, it's a very simple process -- create a pile of dry wood with a stake at the center to tie the victim to, and then light it. The moto does all the work.

THE PILLORY :
A pillory is a­ set of two parallel wooden boards clasped together, with holes for the neck and wrists. When opened, the victim places his au her head and arms through the holes. Then the pillory is closed, and the victim can't possibly escape.The pillory itself does no harm to the victim, though it's certainly not comfortable. The entire apparatus was usually placed on a stage in a public place -- the entire point was to humiliate and shame the victim for his au her crimes. The crowd would throw objects at the victim, such as rotten vegetables, dead wanyama au feces. Stones and other blunt objects were thrown as well, which could result in painful injuries au death.

THE IRON MAIDEN:
It's an upright sarcophagus with spikes on the inner surfac­es. Double doors open on the front, allowing entrance for the victim. In one example, eight spikes protruded from one door, 13 from the other. Once the victim was inside, the doors were closed. There, the strategically placed spikes would pierce several vital organs. However, they were relatively short spikes, so the wounds wouldn't be instantly fatal. Instead, the victim would linger and bleed to death over several hours.

THE SCAVENGER'S DAUGHTER:
The apparatus consists of a hoop of iron with a hinge in the middle. The victim was forced to crouch on one half of the hoop while the other half was pivoted and placed over his back. (Imagine being placed into a giant set of iron dentures.) The torturer would use a screw to tighten the hinge, crushing the victim further and further into his involuntary crouch. Eventually, ribs and breastbone would crack and the spine could be dislocated. Sometimes the compression was so great that blood would gush from the fingertips and face.


THE BREAST RIPPER:
Torturer had a strange fixation on breasts, which were burned, branded au simply amputated. Worst of all was a device known as the Breast Ripper. It was a metal claw that pierced the flesh of the breast. The victim was tied to a wall, and then the claw pulled forcibly away, shredding the breast to pieces . It was used as both a method of punishment and interrogation -- to mark the breasts of unmarried mothers and mutilate women convicted of heresy, adultery and a host of other crimes.


THE pear OF ANGUISH:
It's unlikely, but if there could be anything worse than the Breast Ripper, it is surely the pear of Anguish. This was a pear-shaped device, with the body of the pear made up of four metal "leaves" joined kwa a hinge at its top, and a key au crank on one end. The pear was inserted into the vagina, anus au throat, depending on the nature of the crime committed: The oral device was reserved for heretics, while the anal and vaginal pears were used on homosexuals and witches, respectively. Turning the key opened the leaves, causing massive internal damage
 Thumbscrew
Thumbscrew
 Rack torture device
Rack torture device
 The Wheel
The Wheel
 The Stake
The Stake
 The Pillory
The Pillory
 The Iron Maiden
The Iron Maiden
 The Scavenge daughter
The Scavenge daughter
 The Breast Ripper
The Breast Ripper
 The pear of Anguish
The Pear of Anguish
posted by nmdis
"Solo"


You speak to me
And in your words I hear a melody
But in the twilight it's so hard to see
What's wrong for me

I can't resist
Until wewe give the truth a little twist
As if you're gonna get away with this
You're not sorry

I can't believe I fell for this

I fell through the hole
Down at the bottom of your soul
Didn't think wewe could go
So low
Look at what you've done
You're losing me
Here's what you've won
Got me planning to go
Solo
Solo

wewe sing to me
Too bad wewe couldn't even stay on key
If your life is such a mystery
Why don't wewe stick to acting?

Here wewe go again...
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posted by nmdis
"Piercing"


Living in fear
Is not what wewe had
In mind for me
But holding to you
Is so hard
I cling to what I see

In a world where my emotions
Seem to rule my every move
They will challenge my devotion
To seek and know the truth

You're piercing me
This self will bleed
You're killing all
Of my securities
Lord, help me see the reality
That all I'll ever need is You

Here in this haze a distant light
Seems to draw me near
But in the shadow of my doubt
My faith just disappears

In a world where my emotions
Seem to rule my every move
They will challenge my devotion
To seek and know the truth

You're...
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posted by nmdis
IceCold
She fell in upendo with a dope boy
Black diamonds on the neck of that dope boy
Big body Benz for that dope boy
Love every tattoo on that dope boy
She sheds tears for that dope boy
Shit, it is what it is for that dope boy
Handle minor biz for that dope boy
But the reward is major, so on and so forth
She can tell wewe kwa the Greyhound
She can onyesha wewe how to stay down
I can tell wewe 'bout to break down
VS1's all in my bitch, kahaba watch face now
Straight G's for your low esteem
A.P's for the whole team
As I run away from my obituary
Walking in the shit that'll get wewe buried
Miami's mine like I'm Pat Riley
Baselines...
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posted by nmdis
BEAT


It's a big bad world but I ain't ashamed,
I like the lights in my hand
And the beat in my face.
It's a big bad world but I ain't ashamed,
I like the lights in my hand
And the beat in my face.

Be-be-beat in my face, be-be-beat in my face,
The lights in my hand, and the beat in my face

Be-be-beat in my face, be-be-beat in my face,
The lights in my hand, and the beat in my face

I'mma make wewe bend your back
Oh my god, this beat is crack
When I do this, wewe do that

I feel like dancing when I hear that sound,
Just wanna do it, eh, just wanna do it, eh.
I feel like dancing when I hear that sound,
Just wanna...
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Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh

Can wewe feel me
When I think about you?
With every breath I take
Every minute
No matter what I do

My world is an empty place
Like I've been wandering the desert
For a thousand days (oh)
Don't know if it's a mirage
But I always see your face, baby

[Chorus:]
I'm missing wewe so much
Can't help it, I'm in love
A siku without wewe is like a mwaka without rain
I need wewe kwa my side
Don't know how I'll survive
A siku without wewe is like a mwaka without rain (oh, whoa)
Whoa, oh, whoa

The stars are burning
I hear your voice in my mind (voice in my mind)
Can't wewe hear me calling?
My moyo is yearning
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posted by nmdis
Come and Get it
[chorus]
When you're ready come and get it (x2)
Na na na (x3)

When you're re-e-a-dy (x2)

When you're ready come and get it
Na na na (x3)

You ain’t gotta worry it’s an open invitation
I’ll be sittin’ right here real patient
All siku all night I’ll be waitin’ standby
Can’t stop because I upendo it, hate the way I upendo you
All siku all night maybe I’m addicted for life, no lie.
I’m not too shy to onyesha I upendo you, I got no regrets.
I upendo wewe much to, much to hide you, this upendo ain’t finished yet. This upendo ain’t finished yet…
So baby whenever you’re ready…

[chorus]
When...
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Chapter One: Salvador

Silver Monroe skipped up the stone steps to Westover High School. Silver could have easily gotten almost any boy she wanted; only she had yet to find the one meant for her. She walked swiftly down the long hallways to her first class; math.

After about ten dakika the boy sitting behind her raised his hand, asking for water. Silver had been in mostly the same classes as him almost the entire mwaka and she had never heard him talk before. She had never really even noticed him before. He had long, blonde hair that was almost white and black eyes. The teacher, Mrs. Taylor dismissed...
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June 17th 100,000,000 BC 12 O'clock at night
Four children are born, quadruplets, the youngest born at the strike of midnight. The first child is named Queverial, the sekunde Ceelarion, the third Ierailiasha, and the last one is named Mist. The father decides the last child should have a complex name as the others do but the mother has made up her mind that Mist is the perfect name.
Then she sends them through the mirror of fate to find there destiny and they may never return if they do not find it in time.

January 21st 90,000,000 BC 3:30 P.M.
The children grow up living in the chosen lands...
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Just a few things before the story; one, if there's something wewe don't like about it, please tell me! I want it to be as good as it can be. ^-^ Just please tell me in a respectful way, please. I would appreciate that. Thank you.
Also, this story will be a little (well, zaidi than a little) bloody and violent, and there may be some cussing later on. Just a warning.
That being said, I hope wewe like it!
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Gnarled branches. Green leaves grew from them—green leaves spotted with yellows and reds. They rustled dryly, talking of the upcoming season of autumn....
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(Jade’s POV)

“John…I’m bored” I whined to my friend in the other room. “Well i’m sorry Jade, but i don’t know what do do about that” John alisema walking in with a bowl of popcorn he popped himself. “What about Rose and Dave?” I asked sneaking some popcorn away from the bowl. “What about them?” Dave asked sitting the bowl on the coffee meza, jedwali in the middle of the room. “Can we invite them over? And can wewe change out of the girl’s uniform?” I asked. He cheeks grew pink, “It’s comfortable.” “Oh John, wewe little boy” I alisema ruffling his hair up. “Fine Jade,...
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posted by Bluekait
There are some things about Justin Bieber, this "role model" for kids, that wewe may not know. Sorry to any of the Beliebers out there.

He's attacked and screamed obscenities at photographers. [1] He says rape happens for a reason. [2] He wrote in the guest book at Anne Frank's house that he "wishes she was a Belieber." [3] When he was asked to try being vegan, he spit out the vegan steak, mnofu that was specially prepared for him and made gagging sounds. [4] He peed in a restaurant kitchen. [5] He's frequently late to his own concerts. [6] He's been kicked out and banned from places for throwing temper...
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Now, there's no denying that Dani is pretty adorable. She's playful and immature, just like a little girl should be, as wewe can see from the scene where she comes out of the closet and scares Max. She has the spirit of a cute little girl, as she loves trick-or-treating.

However, after the first few dakika of screen time she has, her character started going downhill for me. She screams for her mother at the juu of her lungs when Max refuses to take her trick-or-treating, which makes me think she's spoiled. She's uigizaji all tough and brave against jay and Ernie "Ice", but ends up doing this...
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posted by justinfangrrl
Hello, and Welcome to my article; in this makala I will tell wewe about the environment, what's happening now, what will happen VERY soon if we continue to pollute the earth and what we can do to stop it.

I will also tell wewe about the Idle no more movement and the First Nations who are leading it; it's trying to save the environment, like me.

So read and enjoy; perhaps I shall educate wewe in a good way.

Everything in this makala is true and based on Scientific, religious and environmental research and up to tarehe facts.

***

Remember when the whole 2012 thing happened? Yeah, that was funny... Here...
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We all know what rednecks in 'Murica do best, partying, drinking and being stupid as fuck, but this might surprise you.

Sources close to the death investigation say it's likely Shain died from carbon monoxide poisoning.

"Buckwild" nyota Shain Gandee was found dead in a vehicle in West Virginia this morning ... 31 hours after the 21-year-old MTV reality nyota had been reported missing, this according to law enforcement.

According to officials, Gandee, his 48-year-old uncle David Gandee, and a third unidentified body were discovered dead in the vehicle in Sissonville, West Virginia. There was no sign...
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Something Beautiful
I was in a restless mood.
I tried to read and ended up with vitabu scattered all over the floor.
I tried listening to muziki but all the words sounded out of tune.
I tried to write but ended up staring at a blank page for ten minutes.
So I decided to create something beautiful.
I wrote a song, drew a picture, and made a frame for it.
I took a photo, made a vase, and arranged some flowers.
I drew a tattoo on my hand, made a tower out of everything, climbed on my roof and did a dance.
But no matter how hard I try the most beautiful thing I ever created will always be you.
It's best if wewe say your opinion

Xbox 360 au ps3? (Xbox)

Twilight au Harry Potter? (duh Harry Potter)

Is metal good music? (Of course it is!)

What do wewe think of Justin Beiber? au One Direction? or... um... The Jonas Brothers? (They all suck)

Nintendo au Sega? (Niiiinnteendooo)

Should gays have rights? (NEVER!)

Should cannabis be legalized? (No Doubt)

Should America have better gun control? (yes)

Should wanyama have rights? (yep)

Halo au COD? (Halo)

Is pokemon childish? (no)

Facebook au twitter? (Facebook)


AND NOW THE ULTIMATE WAY TO START ARGUMENTS ONLINE:

nyota wars au trek which is better? (STAR WARS!)
posted by Nein-Nein
The Flying Dutchman is a legendary ghost ship that can never make port, doomed to sail the oceans forever. It probably originates from 17th-century nautical folklore. The oldest extant version dates to the late 18th century.
Sightings in the 19th and 20th centuries reported the ship to be glowing with ghostly light. If hailed kwa another ship, the crew of the Flying Dutchman will try to send messages to land, au to people long dead. In ocean lore, the sight of this phantom ship is a portent of doom
The ship was sailing around the Cape of Good Hope (the southern tip of Africa) when it encountered...
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posted by Nein-Nein
 Reszo Seress, who wrote Gloomy Sunday
Reszo Seress, who wrote Gloomy Sunday
In December, 1932, a down and out Hungarian named Reszo Seress was trying to make a living as a songwriter in Paris, but kept failing miserably. All of his compositions failed to impress the muziki publishers of France, but Seress carried on chasing his dream nevertheless. He was determined to become an internationally famous songwriter. His girlfriend had constant rows with him over the insecurity of his ambitious life. She urged him to get a full-time 9 to 5 job, but Seress was uncompromising. He told her he was to be a songwriter au a hobo, and that was that.

One afternoon, things finally...
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My fuckin Little gppony, pony be a funky-ass brand of plastic ponies produced since 1983 kwa tha toy manufacturer Hasbro. Marketed primarily ta hoes, tha ponies feature colorful bodies n' manes n' a unique symbol on one and both sidez of they flanks, referred ta up in tha two most hivi karibuni generations as "cutie marks". My fuckin lil gppony, pony was again revamped up in tha mid-2000z wit freshly smoked up n' mo' modern looks ta appeal ta a whole freshly smoked up market.
Followin tha original gangsta My fuckin Pretty gppony, pony toy, introduced up in 1981, My fuckin Little gppony, pony was launched up in 1983 n' tha line became ghettofab durin tha 1980s. Da original gangsta toy line ran from 1983 ta 1995 (1992 up in tha US), n' inspired animated specials, a animated feature length film n' three animated televizzle series.
Da toy line had a lata release up in Japan, kwa Takara up in tha '80s durin Generation 1, n' kwa Takara Tomy up in 2006 fo' a period of time.
Ok I noticed a lot of makala about things guys should know about girls. Well half that stuff would make tomboys/skaters like me ngumi, punch themselves. Well here's some bila mpangilio useful stuff
1) do not ever call us "cute" names in front of our friends. Like calling us babe au something is ok, but think about what we can't call wewe kwa your friends.

2) if we're your best Marafiki and wewe go out with a hyper girly girl, we only pretend to be happy for you.

3) if wewe go out with another tomboy au skater au emo, there's a good chance we are happy for you, but we secretly want wewe zaidi than wewe know.

4) we don't...
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