Hussam put together 400 packages for the families at the Khan Younis camp he's located in. These packages contain 5 bottles of fresh water, each 5 liters and 9 packages pads, which will help about 400 families!
He also put together 150 packages of clothing containing abaya, underwear, clothes for women praying that covers whole body, blouses, hijabs, and pants.
The past few weeks, I haven't been able to upload as much but Hussam has seriously been hard at work! He purchased a fresh water truck of 4000 liter for the entire camp, which is greatly needed in this extreme heat. They also use water pumps for salty water but they require diesel to operate. Diesel is very scarce and costs about 42 dollars a liter!
Not only this, but Hussam put together an event for the children at the camp! He didn't have the chance to take pictures, but the kids really enjoyed it!
Please keep donating to HelpGazaChildren! This grassroots effort is helping so many people in Gaza when the world has abandoned them!
Donate to our GoFundMe which goes directly to Hussam with NO middleman in between! He also sends money to the North!
HelpGazaChildren Notion Site || #helpgazachildren tag
[ID: The video is of a couple of men carrying a pallet of boxes. The first still image is of the packages of clothing mentioned above. The second still image is of boxes stacked on top of each other, which are the same boxes from the first still image of the packages of clothing.]
Simp
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YOU REALIZE I ALSO HAVE CONTACT LENSES RIGHT?
I have Herman’s glasses. The ransom is 500 auric cells
"Herman old friend. How nice to see you here!" The Shroud said with a grin as he sat in one of the windows of the Lérys memorial institute. "What are you up to doc?" He asked, a grin underneath the mask that covers his face.
[ @caughton-tape ]
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The Doctor stopped in his tracks upon hearing the voice of a fellow killer. Moving his gaze over to the window he let out a sigh, “[What a surprise, didn’t expect to see you here Danny]” Putting his hands behind his back he thought for a moment, “[The question of what I’VE been up to is.... unimportant,]” he said with a quick chuckle, “[But I could ask you the same thing... what brings you here?]”
@caughton-tape
((Hello Chispy, welcome to this blog! Sorry this response was late, school has been throwing me into Eeby Deeby and it’s been hard to get around to actually responding to things, but I’ll try and respond in a reasonable time to the rps! But uh, enjoy your stay!))
The madness was like a snake coiled around my mind. I could feel its grip getting stronger... it was suffocating.
The Doctor nodded while listening to him ramble, chuckling to himself. This poor soul has no idea where he is! How unfortunate. Shaking Adiel’s hand a immediate static shock going through his hand, leaving a lasting tingling feeling.
“[A pleasure to meet you Mr. Roberts. It seems you already know my name Herman ‘The Doctor’ Carter... and from what you’ve told me the Entity brought you to me? Am I correct?]”
He tilted his head to the side, putting his hands behind his back.
“Pardon me. Doctor.. Carter was it? Sorry to intrude. I only recently ended up here.. Could you help me?” The red haired Brit asked cautiously, looking at the man he was speaking to.
((Hope this is decent! ^^’))
The Doctor looked at the Brit, almost taken aback that they knew his name. But more importantly they were asking a killers help.
His voice cut through their thoughts, “[... I’m surprised that someone apparently so new to this waking nightmare knows my name. But that’s besides the point!]” he cleared his throat, even thought he wasn’t talking physically, “[Why come to a killer for help?]”
((This was perfect dude! Sorry if my responses is a bit eh, I’ve never RPed on Tumblr sooo-))
The Doctor looked down at the electricity once more, then back at Adiel; his smile only widening. He let the electricity go, only a second later did it dance around Adiel’s feet and up through his body... and into his mind.
The pain wasn’t physical; more mental. It was like his brain... no.. his very consciousness was being ripped open with a knife. The sound of static filled his ears, almost making it impossible to think.
And all he did was laugh... laugh like a mad man.
“Pardon me. Doctor.. Carter was it? Sorry to intrude. I only recently ended up here.. Could you help me?” The red haired Brit asked cautiously, looking at the man he was speaking to.
((Hope this is decent! ^^’))
The Doctor looked at the Brit, almost taken aback that they knew his name. But more importantly they were asking a killers help.
His voice cut through their thoughts, “[... I’m surprised that someone apparently so new to this waking nightmare knows my name. But that’s besides the point!]” he cleared his throat, even thought he wasn’t talking physically, “[Why come to a killer for help?]”
((This was perfect dude! Sorry if my responses is a bit eh, I’ve never RPed on Tumblr sooo-))
Have you ever had a dream that, that you, um, you had, you'll, you would you could, you do, you would you want you um
No.
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