Fairmont Pack | FPV Freestyle | No Acceptable Attrition

Описание: So this is what pack 1 normally looks like. Just feeling things out. Took a stupid hop, which jostled the battery just enough that i sliced through the XT60 connector on the quad.

Tried to switch to HD with the Vannystyle Pro Ultra with Moonlight. Already trash weather, and I wanted to see it shine in low-light. It has never had a problem binding with my radio. Until today.

Fuck it. Next send soon.

Frame: Vannystyle Pro
Motors: VCS 2390 1950 kv
VTX- HDZero Freestyle V2
FC- Hobbywing F7
Goggles- HDZero Box Pro
Batteries- @wrekdco Quad Gas 6s 1550mah 150c
CNHL Black 1100mah 100c CNHL Ministar 1500mah 100c
Props- Gemfan Proxy 4930
Antenna- VAS Skyhammer dual Omni/VAS Stubby something (if you want to know, ask)
Radio- Radiomaster Boxer
Action Cam - DJI Osmo Action 5 (4k at 90FPS)
TPU- ​ ⁨@Brain_3D⁩
Fully built and tuned by @wrekd

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Lyrics:
We didn’t vote for your red buttons.
We didn’t beg for your ego wars.
But you spent us like loose change anyway.
[Verse 1 ]
Trump tweets victory while schools burn to ash,
Netanyahu grins, calls it “precision” in the flash.
You traded our kids for your headlines and likes,
Sent Tomahawks screaming through kids’ last nights.
Raised on your flags, your “evil empire” tales,
Now the mirror shows two devils with matching scales.
You sold protection, delivered mass graves,
Small men with big mouths playing god with our names.
[Chorus ]
We mourn for each other across every fucking line,
Iranian mothers, American blood on the vine.
We mourn for the children who never got tall,
For sailors left drowning, for girls in freefall.
Fuck your acceptable attrition, your favorite lie—
We’re the ones bleeding while you watch from on high.
Outrage in our throats, disgust in our veins,
Betrayal’s the chain, but mourning remains.
[Verse 2 ]
Netanyahu calls for more, Trump says “hit harder still,”
While villages choke on water you poisoned at will.
They offered a pause—“brothers, let’s breathe”—
You answered with thunder, more fire, more grief.
Disgust rises like smoke from the rubble you leave—
Two egos at war, and the world’s on its knees.
You count our bodies to keep score in your game,
History’s already carving your names in shame.
[Bridge ]
We were taught evil wore one face far away,
Now we see the same mask in the Oval and Tel Aviv today.
We pray for the strangers who share our same pain,
For hands reaching out through the borders you stain.
No more acceptable. No more math of the dead.
We’re done being currency for your crowns on your head.
Fuck your red lines, your posts, your grim reaper grins—
We’re the living remainder, and the reckoning begins.
[Final Chorus]
We mourn for each other across every sea,
The betrayed and the broken—you and me.
Fuck Trump’s small heart, fuck Netanyahu’s call,
We’re done being fodder while you play with it all.
Outrage in our throats, disgust in our veins,
Betrayal’s the chain, but mourning remains.
Acceptable attrition—your favorite lie—
But we’re the ones living… and we’re asking why.
[Outro – fading, layered, almost a chant]
Prayers over Tomahawks…
We mourn for each other…
Fuck your acceptable… we mourn for each other…