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2024.05.14 15:21 TJMurphy002 WEIO!
World Eskimo-Indian Olympics.
The year is 1961. We're on the banks of Chena River in Fairbanks, Alaska during the Golden Days. Many people gather for festivities, during which the first circumpolar native olympic games begin.
For thousands of years, natives in the circumpolar areas of the world had to survive in brutally cold environments. This involved traversing frozen terrain, hunting in frigid winds and icy tundra, and avoiding the death ominously hovering above everyone until the brief months of summer, including environmental and preditorial dangers. How do they survive? How do they get food? How do they get off the cracking ice to avoid a terrible deadly experience?
SKILL!! TRADITION!! MUSIC!! HOPE AND POSITIVITY!! KEEN INTELLECT AND SHARP INSTINCTS!!
IN THIS, THE WORLD ESKIMO-INDIAN OLYMPICS, WITNESS THE BRILLIANT AND DEATH DEFYING TALENTS OF THE PEOPLE AS THEY PARTAKE IN THESE EPIC GAMES! FROM HIGH KICK TO LOW KICK, BLANKET TOSS TO SEAL HOP, EACH SKILL IS FINELY HONED THROUGH YEARS OF TRAINING FOR THE ELEMENTS AND HARSH ENVIRONMENT! COO AND AWE AT THE MAJESTY OF THE DANCES! WINCE AT THE BRUTALITY OF THE EAR PULL! THERE IS SOMETHING FOR EVERYONE AT THIS EVENT! (and plenty of snacks)
COME, TYLER! COME, MARK! RESEARCH AND PRESENT THESE GAMES TO THE PEOPLE! THESE EPIC, UNDERREPRESENTED, GLORIOUS GAMES THAT EMBODY THE VALUES AND SKILLS OF A BEAUTIFUL AND STRONG CULTURE... IF YOU DARE... (please dare. I really want this episode. These games are legit and the events are really hard. You'll love it.)
Thus ends my episode request. Thank you for your time.
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The year is 1961. We're on the banks of Chena River in Fairbanks, Alaska during the Golden Days. Many people gather for festivities, during which the first circumpolar native olympic games begin.
For thousands of years, natives in the circumpolar areas of the world had to survive in brutally cold environments. This involved traversing frozen terrain, hunting in frigid winds and icy tundra, and avoiding the death ominously hovering above everyone until the brief months of summer, including environmental and preditorial dangers. How do they survive? How do they get food? How do they get off the cracking ice to avoid a terrible deadly experience?
SKILL!! TRADITION!! MUSIC!! HOPE AND POSITIVITY!! KEEN INTELLECT AND SHARP INSTINCTS!!
IN THIS, THE WORLD ESKIMO-INDIAN OLYMPICS, WITNESS THE BRILLIANT AND DEATH DEFYING TALENTS OF THE PEOPLE AS THEY PARTAKE IN THESE EPIC GAMES! FROM HIGH KICK TO LOW KICK, BLANKET TOSS TO SEAL HOP, EACH SKILL IS FINELY HONED THROUGH YEARS OF TRAINING FOR THE ELEMENTS AND HARSH ENVIRONMENT! COO AND AWE AT THE MAJESTY OF THE DANCES! WINCE AT THE BRUTALITY OF THE EAR PULL! THERE IS SOMETHING FOR EVERYONE AT THIS EVENT! (and plenty of snacks)
COME, TYLER! COME, MARK! RESEARCH AND PRESENT THESE GAMES TO THE PEOPLE! THESE EPIC, UNDERREPRESENTED, GLORIOUS GAMES THAT EMBODY THE VALUES AND SKILLS OF A BEAUTIFUL AND STRONG CULTURE... IF YOU DARE... (please dare. I really want this episode. These games are legit and the events are really hard. You'll love it.)
Thus ends my episode request. Thank you for your time.
2024.05.13 15:38 Defiant-Apple-2007 The Future is Wild Remaster: European Ice Caps
5 Million years in the future most of Europe is surrounded in Ice Caps. The Earth is at one of the coldest times it's ever been. Thick Ice Caps Scour the Land. You won't see animals of our time in here. the ecological niches are filled by new species
Shagrat
Ancestor: Mamrots
Height: 1 Meter, Lenght: 1,5 meters
These Large Beings are the most common herbivore of this ice sheets. while it looks similar to a sheep, it's actually a descendant of Mamrots. It Lives in Large Herds, which can grow up to more than 100 specimens. It's Fur is Very Thick, which is the protection form from not only the ice, but also insect bites. It has Large claws to dig holes, to protect it's offspring. It's Teeth can be used for defence
Tundra Lizard
Ancestor: Sand Lizard
Lenght: 1 Meter
Most of the reptiles aren't able to survive in the ice sheets. Tundra Lizard is an exception. A descendant of Sand Lizards of today, Tundra Lizard Developed a specialized body heating organs, to survive in the cold. they are insectivores, feeding on vast colonies of Tundra Flies, and Mosquitoes. It is pretty fast, but not as fast, as other lizards. Their main predator is the White Eagle
Snowstalker
Ancestor: Wolverine
Lenght: 1,7 Meters, Height: 1,2 Meters
One of the Apex Predators of the Ice Caps is the Snowstalker. Decendant of the Wolverine, These Predators are fully equipped to fight Shagrats. They can also hunt a Tundra Lizard, but usually Tundra Lizard Manages to escape. They Evolved a Saber-Tooth Similar to Machairodonts of the past. They are ambush predators. They have a pretty thick fur, to help them survive in the Ice Age.
Gannet-guin
Ancestor: Gannets
Lenght: 1 meter
These Look, And Hunt Similarly to the Penguins, that Live in the South. Hovever, they are descendants of Gannets, which adapted to the cooling. to defend themselves from predators, they use vomit projectiles. They Live in Large Colonies, like Penguins. They have a strong beak, in order to fend off predators
White Eagle
Ancestor: White-Tailed Eagle
Wing Span: 2,5 Meters
Second Apex predator of the Ice Caps are White Eagles. Decendant of White-Tailed Eagle, these birds coexist peacefully with Snowstalkers. Their Main Food Source are Gannet-guins and Tundra Lizards. they can also kill a Shagrat, Hovewer facing off against An Adult Shagrat is too dangerous for them. Like other eagles, they are monogamic, with them only laying 1 egg per year. They have thick feathering, and a fully white coloring
Boartitan
Ancestor: Wild Boar
Lenght: 3 to 4 Meters
The Largest animal of the Ice Caps is the Boartitan. An omnivore, descending from the Wild Boars. They are Still Extremely Formidable, and can use their large tusks to fend off enemies. they don't have any natural predators. Even if a Lone Snowstalker, or a White Eagle try to attack one, they are going to get fended off. Boartitans usually live in the groups of 5-7 animals for extra safety. they mainly feed on plants, but they can eat a Tundra Lizard
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Shagrat
Ancestor: Mamrots
Height: 1 Meter, Lenght: 1,5 meters
These Large Beings are the most common herbivore of this ice sheets. while it looks similar to a sheep, it's actually a descendant of Mamrots. It Lives in Large Herds, which can grow up to more than 100 specimens. It's Fur is Very Thick, which is the protection form from not only the ice, but also insect bites. It has Large claws to dig holes, to protect it's offspring. It's Teeth can be used for defence
Tundra Lizard
Ancestor: Sand Lizard
Lenght: 1 Meter
Most of the reptiles aren't able to survive in the ice sheets. Tundra Lizard is an exception. A descendant of Sand Lizards of today, Tundra Lizard Developed a specialized body heating organs, to survive in the cold. they are insectivores, feeding on vast colonies of Tundra Flies, and Mosquitoes. It is pretty fast, but not as fast, as other lizards. Their main predator is the White Eagle
Snowstalker
Ancestor: Wolverine
Lenght: 1,7 Meters, Height: 1,2 Meters
One of the Apex Predators of the Ice Caps is the Snowstalker. Decendant of the Wolverine, These Predators are fully equipped to fight Shagrats. They can also hunt a Tundra Lizard, but usually Tundra Lizard Manages to escape. They Evolved a Saber-Tooth Similar to Machairodonts of the past. They are ambush predators. They have a pretty thick fur, to help them survive in the Ice Age.
Gannet-guin
Ancestor: Gannets
Lenght: 1 meter
These Look, And Hunt Similarly to the Penguins, that Live in the South. Hovever, they are descendants of Gannets, which adapted to the cooling. to defend themselves from predators, they use vomit projectiles. They Live in Large Colonies, like Penguins. They have a strong beak, in order to fend off predators
White Eagle
Ancestor: White-Tailed Eagle
Wing Span: 2,5 Meters
Second Apex predator of the Ice Caps are White Eagles. Decendant of White-Tailed Eagle, these birds coexist peacefully with Snowstalkers. Their Main Food Source are Gannet-guins and Tundra Lizards. they can also kill a Shagrat, Hovewer facing off against An Adult Shagrat is too dangerous for them. Like other eagles, they are monogamic, with them only laying 1 egg per year. They have thick feathering, and a fully white coloring
Boartitan
Ancestor: Wild Boar
Lenght: 3 to 4 Meters
The Largest animal of the Ice Caps is the Boartitan. An omnivore, descending from the Wild Boars. They are Still Extremely Formidable, and can use their large tusks to fend off enemies. they don't have any natural predators. Even if a Lone Snowstalker, or a White Eagle try to attack one, they are going to get fended off. Boartitans usually live in the groups of 5-7 animals for extra safety. they mainly feed on plants, but they can eat a Tundra Lizard
2024.05.13 13:51 RetiredFatherVyn If you hate Oxytalis, goodluck when you Nocta found you, that this is a Minigun
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2024.05.12 05:27 McpeIsSoBuggy Why did barbarians spawn around a city I was sieging?
 | I was just sieging St Petersburg when two barbarian pikemen spawned next to it. Why? They clearly aren't helping St Petersburg, as the St Petersburg encampment just attacked one of them. submitted by McpeIsSoBuggy to civ [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/8m4b31byzwzc1.png?width=2114&format=png&auto=webp&s=e2bc1f8b0bc749d6f8cf8a6e870abe44ddf7feb3 |
2024.05.11 20:14 Pure-Ad-8726 How to choose where to live?
Do I choose to live on the west coast or the Dallas area? It will be myself and two dogs— possibly three by that point. 😊 I am 30F and work in hospitality, so essentially I make as much or as little as I want to depending on the place and how many hours I want to work.
West coast is my dream… with access to the ocean, mountains, great weather and sunshine. The last time I went to LA I stood in the ocean and wept😳— I feel unbelievably connected to my existence when I am over that way. I feel alive over there. I love everything about the “woo woo” community of health. I love the people whenever I visit. I understand I would likely have to work a lot more to offset the high COL— not ideal, but I would be willing to make that work.
I loved the Dallas area when I visited— I know with TX I would have more space, a nicer place to live and I believe my job would allow me to work less, since the COL is exponentially lower. I love the people there and god DAMN don’t get me started on the food. 🥵 I know it’s hot in TX, but I am coming from the frozen tundra which I HATE. I know the heat minimizes outdoor opportunities, which I don’t love. And there’s no ocean. Statistically it’s a lot safer in the areas I’m looking into.
I could move absolutely anywhere so open to suggestions! These are just my top contenders from what I have experienced. My only requirements are sunshine, good weather and safety. I will not live somewhere where cold and snow are around for a substantial amount of time. Thanks for your help! 💗
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West coast is my dream… with access to the ocean, mountains, great weather and sunshine. The last time I went to LA I stood in the ocean and wept😳— I feel unbelievably connected to my existence when I am over that way. I feel alive over there. I love everything about the “woo woo” community of health. I love the people whenever I visit. I understand I would likely have to work a lot more to offset the high COL— not ideal, but I would be willing to make that work.
I loved the Dallas area when I visited— I know with TX I would have more space, a nicer place to live and I believe my job would allow me to work less, since the COL is exponentially lower. I love the people there and god DAMN don’t get me started on the food. 🥵 I know it’s hot in TX, but I am coming from the frozen tundra which I HATE. I know the heat minimizes outdoor opportunities, which I don’t love. And there’s no ocean. Statistically it’s a lot safer in the areas I’m looking into.
I could move absolutely anywhere so open to suggestions! These are just my top contenders from what I have experienced. My only requirements are sunshine, good weather and safety. I will not live somewhere where cold and snow are around for a substantial amount of time. Thanks for your help! 💗
2024.05.11 17:53 sulalaila Aljamilan Mythology: All Deities[51]
Aljamilan Gods[Name Meanings]: Rejudeus[Royal God], Airøüxꙷe[Aerated], A͑ləćoute[Foreign], A͑lədzẽ[Native], Âləſy[Lazy], Amîq̇øüxꙷe[Friendly], Amôri[Love], Arkhêon[Start], Շorrore[Horror], Baliwah[Ridiculous], Bêtøüxꙷe[Protective], Bhirkhen[Virgin], Cãtøüxꙷe[Melodious], Chitatꙷa[Read], Ciya͑høüxꙷe[Dark], Clanꙷøüxꙷe[Disgusting], Côkhus[Cook], Cowaɼdəs[Coward], Ćsyetək[Flower], Dhiq͑al[Manacle], Ephkêrꙷia[Chance], Ənſətꙷə[Lie], Əyah[Parent], Feukh[Wealth], Grãdhümnøüxꙷe[Old], Gønelon[Soul], Hêշøüxꙷe[Fragile], Jênos[Create], Jivhîz[Resurrect], Khartiça[Map], Lånq̇ue[Language], Logammah[Metal], Malmêhhêk[Stink], Mîmər[Water], Moq̇htus[Dead], Nâkhtia[Night], Namari[Direction], Ngayai[Day], Nûnəs[Snake], Perdonâra[Forgive], Phirøüxꙷe[Fiery], Shinkaatꙷ[Decompose], Silente[Quiet], Solos[Alone], Stɨalꙷdza[Star], Tꙷikꙷi͑ə[Earth], Unꙷizon[Below], Vhishaâç[Believe], Yeløüxꙷe[Cold] and Zəldîs[Fast].
The Aljamilan Pantheon: All Gods[51]
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1: Rejudeus - God of Heaven, Royalty, Kingship, Monarchies, Sacrality, Supremacy and Rule.
2: Airøüxꙷe - God of the Skies, Winds, Storms, Lightning, Air, Gas, Aeration, Rain and Clouds.
3: A͑ləćoute - God of Foreigners, Outsiders, Barbarians, Unfamiliarity and Oppression.
4: A͑lədzẽ - God of Natives, Insiders, Familiarity, Territories, Boundaries, Architecture and Home.
5: Âləſy - God of Laziness, Gluttony, Sloth, Idleness, Indolence, Obesity, Apathy and Passivity.
6: Amîq̇øüxꙷe - Goddess of Friendliness, Kindness, Welcome, Affability, Geniality and Amity.
7: Amôri - Goddess of Love, Beauty, Interest, Pleasure, Desire, Fertility, Youth and Passion.
8: Arkhêon - God of Beginnings, Endings, Startings, Arrivals, Creation, Initiation and Entrances.
9: Շorrore - God of Fear, Horror, Terror, Flight, Panic, Dread, Rout, Alarm, Anxiety and Fright.
10: Baliwah - God of Insanity, Craziness, Ridiculousness, Absurdity, Humor and Madness.
11: Bêtøüxꙷe - Goddess of Protection, Safety, Salvation, Defense, Preservation and Refugees.
12: Bhirkhen - Goddess of Virginity, Purity, Clarity, Sterility, Innocence, Modesty and Virtue.
13: Cãtøüxꙷe - God of Music, Voice, Sound, Songs, Poetry, Dancing, Parties and Festivals.
14: Chitatꙷa - God of Reading, Intelligence, Knowledge, Teaching, Wisdom, Acuity and Truth.
15: Ciya͑høüxꙷe - God of the Void, Abyss, Darkness, Shadows, Stealth, Blindness and Gloom.
16: Clanꙷøüxꙷe - God of Disgust, Hatred, Anger, Rage, Fury, Loathing, Hostility and Resentment.
17: Côkhus - Goddess of Cooking, Preparation, Food, Harvest, Farming, Baking and Warmth.
18: Cowaɼdəs - God of Cowardice, Shame, Humility, Timidity, Weakness and Embarassment.
19: Ćsyetək - Goddess of Nature, Flowers, Wilderness, Forests, Woods, Fields and Pastures.
20: Dâltøüxꙷe - God of the Seas, Waters, Oceans, Tempests, Hurricanes, Storms and Floods.
21: Dhiq͑al - God of Imprisonment, Manacles, Chains, Slaves, Punishment, Torture and Pain.
22: Ephkêrꙷia - Goddess of Chance, Probability, Fortune, Luck, Opportunity, Favor and Potential.
23: Ənſətꙷə - God of Lies, Trickery, Cunning, Deception, Craftiness, Treachery and Guile.
24: Əyah - God of Parenthood, Fatherhood, Motherhood, Childbirth, Love, Family and Nurturing.
25: Feukh - God of Greed, Wealth, Quantity, Money, Currency, Gambling, Riches and Gold.
26: Grãdhümnøüxꙷe - God of Age, Maturity, Elders, Time, Mortality, Years, Hours and Eons.
27: Gønelon - God of the Spirit, Soul, Ghosts, Phantoms, Psyches, Essence and Wraiths.
28: Hêշøüxꙷe - God of Fragility, Delicacy, Transparency, Reflections, Mirrors and Dimensions.
29: Jênos - God of Creation, Making, Inspiration, Artists, Talent, Skill, Painting and Literature.
30: Jivhîz - God of Resurrection, Rebirth, Regeneration, Revival, Life, Undeath and Renewal.
31: Khartiça - God of Cartography, Mapping, Pathways, Geography, Science and Scenery.
32: Lånq̇ue - God of Language, Speech, Communication, Conversations, Words and Oration.
33: Logammah - God of Blacksmithing, Metalworking, Coal, Welding, Metallurgy, Iron and Metal.
34: Malmêhhêk - God of the Nose, Smell, Foulness, Pollution, Stink, Odor, Scent and Stench.
35: Mîmər - God of Rivers, Freshwater, Lakes, Pools, Fountains, Springs, Fishing and Ponds.
36: Moq̇htus - God of the Afterlife, Death, Sacrifice, Graveyards, Paradise, Hell and Immortality.
37: Nâkhtia - Goddess of the Moon, Night, Sleep, Dreams, Stars, Evening, Light and Twilight.
38: Namari - God of Travellers, Paths, Directions, Traders, Merchants, Crossroads and Hiking.
39: Ngayai - God of the Sun, Skies, Daytime, Aether, Light, Sight, Radiance and Godrays.
40: Nûnəs - Goddess of Snakes, Serpents, Pythons, Beasts, Monsters, Chaos and Destruction.
41: Perdonâra - Goddess of Forgiveness, Mercy, Compassion, Pity, Redemption and Atoning.
42: Phirøüxꙷe - God of Fires, Volcanoes, Magma, Lava, Warmth, Temperature and Eruptions.
43: Shinkaatꙷ - God of Disease, Rot, Infection, Decay, Decomposition, Putrefaction and Plague.
44: Silente - God of Silence, Quietness, Secrets, Confidentiality, Secrecy and Mysteries.
45: Solos - Goddess of Sorrow, Misery, Depression, Regret, Grief, Misfortune and Sadness.
46: Stɨalꙷdza - Goddess of the Stars, Cosmos, Universe, Planets, Astrology, Space and Void.
47: Tꙷikꙷi͑ə - Goddess of the Earth, Nature, Fertility, Gardens, Spring, Abundance and Flora.
48: Unꙷizon - God of Caverns, Grottos, Ravines, Darkness, Tunnels, Mining and Quarries.
49: Vhishaâç - Goddess of Belief, Trust, Honesty, Oaths, Faith, Unity, Loyalty, Joy and Devotion.
50: Yeløüxꙷe - God of Winter, Ice, Snow, Cold, Hail, Blizzards, Tundras, Winds and Frost.
51: Zəldîs - God of Speed, Racing, Flight, Swiftness, Messengers, Heraldry, Agility and Games.
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The Aljamilan Pantheon: All Gods[51]
—------------------------------------------------
1: Rejudeus - God of Heaven, Royalty, Kingship, Monarchies, Sacrality, Supremacy and Rule.
2: Airøüxꙷe - God of the Skies, Winds, Storms, Lightning, Air, Gas, Aeration, Rain and Clouds.
3: A͑ləćoute - God of Foreigners, Outsiders, Barbarians, Unfamiliarity and Oppression.
4: A͑lədzẽ - God of Natives, Insiders, Familiarity, Territories, Boundaries, Architecture and Home.
5: Âləſy - God of Laziness, Gluttony, Sloth, Idleness, Indolence, Obesity, Apathy and Passivity.
6: Amîq̇øüxꙷe - Goddess of Friendliness, Kindness, Welcome, Affability, Geniality and Amity.
7: Amôri - Goddess of Love, Beauty, Interest, Pleasure, Desire, Fertility, Youth and Passion.
8: Arkhêon - God of Beginnings, Endings, Startings, Arrivals, Creation, Initiation and Entrances.
9: Շorrore - God of Fear, Horror, Terror, Flight, Panic, Dread, Rout, Alarm, Anxiety and Fright.
10: Baliwah - God of Insanity, Craziness, Ridiculousness, Absurdity, Humor and Madness.
11: Bêtøüxꙷe - Goddess of Protection, Safety, Salvation, Defense, Preservation and Refugees.
12: Bhirkhen - Goddess of Virginity, Purity, Clarity, Sterility, Innocence, Modesty and Virtue.
13: Cãtøüxꙷe - God of Music, Voice, Sound, Songs, Poetry, Dancing, Parties and Festivals.
14: Chitatꙷa - God of Reading, Intelligence, Knowledge, Teaching, Wisdom, Acuity and Truth.
15: Ciya͑høüxꙷe - God of the Void, Abyss, Darkness, Shadows, Stealth, Blindness and Gloom.
16: Clanꙷøüxꙷe - God of Disgust, Hatred, Anger, Rage, Fury, Loathing, Hostility and Resentment.
17: Côkhus - Goddess of Cooking, Preparation, Food, Harvest, Farming, Baking and Warmth.
18: Cowaɼdəs - God of Cowardice, Shame, Humility, Timidity, Weakness and Embarassment.
19: Ćsyetək - Goddess of Nature, Flowers, Wilderness, Forests, Woods, Fields and Pastures.
20: Dâltøüxꙷe - God of the Seas, Waters, Oceans, Tempests, Hurricanes, Storms and Floods.
21: Dhiq͑al - God of Imprisonment, Manacles, Chains, Slaves, Punishment, Torture and Pain.
22: Ephkêrꙷia - Goddess of Chance, Probability, Fortune, Luck, Opportunity, Favor and Potential.
23: Ənſətꙷə - God of Lies, Trickery, Cunning, Deception, Craftiness, Treachery and Guile.
24: Əyah - God of Parenthood, Fatherhood, Motherhood, Childbirth, Love, Family and Nurturing.
25: Feukh - God of Greed, Wealth, Quantity, Money, Currency, Gambling, Riches and Gold.
26: Grãdhümnøüxꙷe - God of Age, Maturity, Elders, Time, Mortality, Years, Hours and Eons.
27: Gønelon - God of the Spirit, Soul, Ghosts, Phantoms, Psyches, Essence and Wraiths.
28: Hêշøüxꙷe - God of Fragility, Delicacy, Transparency, Reflections, Mirrors and Dimensions.
29: Jênos - God of Creation, Making, Inspiration, Artists, Talent, Skill, Painting and Literature.
30: Jivhîz - God of Resurrection, Rebirth, Regeneration, Revival, Life, Undeath and Renewal.
31: Khartiça - God of Cartography, Mapping, Pathways, Geography, Science and Scenery.
32: Lånq̇ue - God of Language, Speech, Communication, Conversations, Words and Oration.
33: Logammah - God of Blacksmithing, Metalworking, Coal, Welding, Metallurgy, Iron and Metal.
34: Malmêhhêk - God of the Nose, Smell, Foulness, Pollution, Stink, Odor, Scent and Stench.
35: Mîmər - God of Rivers, Freshwater, Lakes, Pools, Fountains, Springs, Fishing and Ponds.
36: Moq̇htus - God of the Afterlife, Death, Sacrifice, Graveyards, Paradise, Hell and Immortality.
37: Nâkhtia - Goddess of the Moon, Night, Sleep, Dreams, Stars, Evening, Light and Twilight.
38: Namari - God of Travellers, Paths, Directions, Traders, Merchants, Crossroads and Hiking.
39: Ngayai - God of the Sun, Skies, Daytime, Aether, Light, Sight, Radiance and Godrays.
40: Nûnəs - Goddess of Snakes, Serpents, Pythons, Beasts, Monsters, Chaos and Destruction.
41: Perdonâra - Goddess of Forgiveness, Mercy, Compassion, Pity, Redemption and Atoning.
42: Phirøüxꙷe - God of Fires, Volcanoes, Magma, Lava, Warmth, Temperature and Eruptions.
43: Shinkaatꙷ - God of Disease, Rot, Infection, Decay, Decomposition, Putrefaction and Plague.
44: Silente - God of Silence, Quietness, Secrets, Confidentiality, Secrecy and Mysteries.
45: Solos - Goddess of Sorrow, Misery, Depression, Regret, Grief, Misfortune and Sadness.
46: Stɨalꙷdza - Goddess of the Stars, Cosmos, Universe, Planets, Astrology, Space and Void.
47: Tꙷikꙷi͑ə - Goddess of the Earth, Nature, Fertility, Gardens, Spring, Abundance and Flora.
48: Unꙷizon - God of Caverns, Grottos, Ravines, Darkness, Tunnels, Mining and Quarries.
49: Vhishaâç - Goddess of Belief, Trust, Honesty, Oaths, Faith, Unity, Loyalty, Joy and Devotion.
50: Yeløüxꙷe - God of Winter, Ice, Snow, Cold, Hail, Blizzards, Tundras, Winds and Frost.
51: Zəldîs - God of Speed, Racing, Flight, Swiftness, Messengers, Heraldry, Agility and Games.
2024.05.10 18:40 Different_Mix9268 Meet Spring & Snowy
Spring
Specie: European rabbitPhylum: Chordata
Class: Mammalia
Order: Lagomorpha
Family: Leporidae
Genus: Oryctolagus
Specie name: Oryctolagus cuniculus
Gender: female
Age: 9
Birthday month: May
Language using: English
Favorite food: carrot salad
Favorite season: spring
Favorite habitat: forest
Species conservation status: Least Concerned
Snowy
Specie: Arctic harePhylum: Chordata
Class: Mammalia
Order: Lagomorpha
Family: Leporidae
Genus: Lepus
Specie name: Lepus arcticus
Gender: female
Age: 9
Birthday month: April
Language using: English
Favorite food: apple pie
Favorite drink: apple juice
Favorite season: winter
Favorite habitat: tundra
Species conservation status: Least Concerned
2024.05.08 23:51 bynosaurus Special Grade Cursed Spirit: Atsuto Suinoma
Name: Atsuto Suinoma
Gender: Male
Species: Human (formerly) / Cursed Spirit (currently)
Grade: Semi-Grade 1 (human) / Special Grade (cursed spirit)
Backstory:
Atsuo Suinoma was born into a lesser clan of sorcerers that didn't possess a clan technique of their own. Born with an aptitude for basic cursed energy manipulation, Atsuto was a prodigy compared to the rest of his clan. Encouraged by his parents and elders to enter into the world of jujutsu and become a professional sorcerer, Atsuto sought out a master of the New Shadow Style to help refine his abilities before registering into jujutsu society as a Grade 2.
Through further training, Atsuto reached the rank of Semi-Grade 1, though he hungered for higher. If he just reached Grade 1, he thought, he would have met his maximum potential. He could go home to his family and make them proud. Having obtained his recommendations from his superiors, all Atsuto needed to do was succeed a Grade 1 mission and he would be promoted. It was no surprise that when a Grade 1 investigation mission arose, Atsuto submitted himself as the sorcerer in charge almost immediately. The mission was easy, as far as Grade 1's go; a village in the tundra of Siberia hadn't had any communication with other neighboring villages in over a week, and it was Atsuto's job to figure out why. Truth be told, the mission was only Grade 1 because of its strange location, being one of the few instances of sorcerer interference outside of Japan.
The trek to the village was easy. Atsuto was flown in via helicopter two miles away, though he couldn't be dropped off any closer due to the ongoing blizzard over the area. Prepared with more than enough food and protection from the cold, Atsuto set off to finish what should've been an easy mission, elated to be this close to his goal. However, once he stepped foot into the village, his heart became filled with an uneasy dread. Not a single light was on throughout the town, and not even a soul stirred anywhere to be found. He wandered throughout, shouting for any signs of life until he reached the town square. Atsuto froze in shock at the sight of what lay before him.
A mound of corpses, nearly ten feet tall, sat right in the center of town. The bodies were in varying states of decay, with many missing chunks as if they had been chewed upon. It was only after he snapped back to reality that Atsuto noticed the feeling of being watched on every side. From the shadows of the decrepit homes slunk out countless cursed spirits, all looking to devour Atsuto.
Atsuto fought for what felt like days. The cold nipped at his bleeding wounds as he sliced his way through the horde. He was lucky that the majority of them were Grade 2 and below, else he would have stood no chance. As he ran his blade through the final spirit, he dropped his weapon as the blade shattered and fell to his knees, exhausted beyond what he had ever felt. His clothes had been torn, his supplies lost in the battle. His communication device had been destroyed in the chaos, leaving him with no one to rely on but himself. After dressing his wounds the best he could with what he could find, he wandered out of the village in a daze spurred by both shock and blood loss. He couldn't die, he told himself over and over. He only thought of his family, and getting back to them as a Grade 1. I'll make them proud, he thought to himself.
Atsuto succumbed to hypothermia three days later. Soon after, a heavy fog fell upon his body.
Approximately 15 hours after Atsuto's heart had stopped, his corpse opened its eyes.
Appearance: Atsuto's appearance is usually veiled through a thick layer of his cursed technique, leaving him as just a shadowy figure in the snow, recognizable by a single glowing yellow eye. When unobscured, Atsuto is a corpse of his once-human self in a severe state of decay. Notably, his ribcage is exposed, his right hand is held together by chunks of muscle and ice, and the upper-left corner of his face has been torn away, revealing an empty left eye socket.
Personality: Atsuto has become a shell of the sorcerer he was. Cursed by his own determination, his spirit self is in a constant state of disassociation. He acts solely on his dying wish to survive and return to his clan, as if it is a primal need. He wanders constantly in search of his home, oblivious to the danger he is to human life. Atsuto has become animalistic, ravaging anything that tries to stop his journey back home.
Cursed Technique: Snowfall Mortality
CT Description: Awakened after death, Snowfall Mortality passively causes temperatures to decrease around Atsuto, intensifying with closer proximity. From one mile away, temperatures drop 1-5 degrees. Around half a mile, temperatures drop 10 or more degrees. Within 500 feet, snow begins to fall, intensifying the closer one is to Atsuto, culminating in a constant blizzard surrounding him at its strongest.
Snowfall Mortality grants Atsuto control over the snow he creates. He can manipulate the individual snowflakes by gesturing with his hands, commanding their movement within the 500 foot radius around him. The further away from him the snow is, the weaker the effects of his Cursed Technique are.
The power of Snowfall Mortality lies in the individual snowflakes. Each snowflake is noncorporeal, falling through objects until they come into contact with a living thing. Once they contact something living, they sink into their body, lowering the "temperature" of their soul. Once enough snowflakes fall upon the individual, depending on their amount of cursed energy and their reinforcement abilities, their soul will "freeze." Once frozen, the soul enters a state of undeath, trapping the victim's consciousness in that singular moment for all eternity, even if their body is killed afterward.
The effects of Snowfall Mortality can be slowed down through cursed energy reinforcement. The snowflakes themselves can be destroyed before entering the body via Simple Domain, Domain Amplification, or the output of Reverse Cursed Technique.
CT Abilities:
Frozen Blade: The shards of Atsuto's katana have been joined back together with ice, turning his blade into a vessel of his Cursed Technique. Being pierced by this blade immediately begins to drop the soul's "temperature" substantially, bypassing the means of protection outlined previously.
Snow Spears: Atsuto can consolidate his snow into sharp thorns before sending them as projectiles at his target. While these can still be negated through the means above, they require much higher output.
Maximum: Flash Freeze: Atsuto's maximum technique begins by consolidating all of his snow back towards him. The snow is pulled into his empty eye socket over a course of ten seconds until it has all disappeared, revealing his disheveled body. Moments after, the full maximum output of his Cursed Technique is released, sending forth a swirling beam of snow from his eye. Anything caught in the blast has their soul instantly "frozen", regardless of protective ability. (for the size of the beam, just imagine a Cero from Bleach but made of snow with a max range of 500 ft.)
Domain Expansion: All-Seeing Eye of the Frozen God
Atsuto's domain manifests its victims on an ice-covered rock floating in empty space, surrounded by snow. It is impossible to see from the edge of the rock how high the rock is, nor are any other platforms visible through the blizzard. Atsuto himself is nowhere to be found.
After a moment, a gigantic humanoid shadow can be seen rising in the horizon. A singular yellow eye shines down on the rock before the creature fires a much larger version of Maximum: Flash Freeze, instantly putting any living thing without their own domain into a "frozen" state. The constant onslaught of snow begins to slowly crack the rock, until, finally, the rock breaks apart, ending the domain.
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Gender: Male
Species: Human (formerly) / Cursed Spirit (currently)
Grade: Semi-Grade 1 (human) / Special Grade (cursed spirit)
Backstory:
Through further training, Atsuto reached the rank of Semi-Grade 1, though he hungered for higher. If he just reached Grade 1, he thought, he would have met his maximum potential. He could go home to his family and make them proud. Having obtained his recommendations from his superiors, all Atsuto needed to do was succeed a Grade 1 mission and he would be promoted. It was no surprise that when a Grade 1 investigation mission arose, Atsuto submitted himself as the sorcerer in charge almost immediately. The mission was easy, as far as Grade 1's go; a village in the tundra of Siberia hadn't had any communication with other neighboring villages in over a week, and it was Atsuto's job to figure out why. Truth be told, the mission was only Grade 1 because of its strange location, being one of the few instances of sorcerer interference outside of Japan.
The trek to the village was easy. Atsuto was flown in via helicopter two miles away, though he couldn't be dropped off any closer due to the ongoing blizzard over the area. Prepared with more than enough food and protection from the cold, Atsuto set off to finish what should've been an easy mission, elated to be this close to his goal. However, once he stepped foot into the village, his heart became filled with an uneasy dread. Not a single light was on throughout the town, and not even a soul stirred anywhere to be found. He wandered throughout, shouting for any signs of life until he reached the town square. Atsuto froze in shock at the sight of what lay before him.
A mound of corpses, nearly ten feet tall, sat right in the center of town. The bodies were in varying states of decay, with many missing chunks as if they had been chewed upon. It was only after he snapped back to reality that Atsuto noticed the feeling of being watched on every side. From the shadows of the decrepit homes slunk out countless cursed spirits, all looking to devour Atsuto.
Atsuto fought for what felt like days. The cold nipped at his bleeding wounds as he sliced his way through the horde. He was lucky that the majority of them were Grade 2 and below, else he would have stood no chance. As he ran his blade through the final spirit, he dropped his weapon as the blade shattered and fell to his knees, exhausted beyond what he had ever felt. His clothes had been torn, his supplies lost in the battle. His communication device had been destroyed in the chaos, leaving him with no one to rely on but himself. After dressing his wounds the best he could with what he could find, he wandered out of the village in a daze spurred by both shock and blood loss. He couldn't die, he told himself over and over. He only thought of his family, and getting back to them as a Grade 1. I'll make them proud, he thought to himself.
Atsuto succumbed to hypothermia three days later. Soon after, a heavy fog fell upon his body.
Approximately 15 hours after Atsuto's heart had stopped, his corpse opened its eyes.
Personality: Atsuto has become a shell of the sorcerer he was. Cursed by his own determination, his spirit self is in a constant state of disassociation. He acts solely on his dying wish to survive and return to his clan, as if it is a primal need. He wanders constantly in search of his home, oblivious to the danger he is to human life. Atsuto has become animalistic, ravaging anything that tries to stop his journey back home.
Cursed Technique: Snowfall Mortality
CT Description: Awakened after death, Snowfall Mortality passively causes temperatures to decrease around Atsuto, intensifying with closer proximity. From one mile away, temperatures drop 1-5 degrees. Around half a mile, temperatures drop 10 or more degrees. Within 500 feet, snow begins to fall, intensifying the closer one is to Atsuto, culminating in a constant blizzard surrounding him at its strongest.
Snowfall Mortality grants Atsuto control over the snow he creates. He can manipulate the individual snowflakes by gesturing with his hands, commanding their movement within the 500 foot radius around him. The further away from him the snow is, the weaker the effects of his Cursed Technique are.
The power of Snowfall Mortality lies in the individual snowflakes. Each snowflake is noncorporeal, falling through objects until they come into contact with a living thing. Once they contact something living, they sink into their body, lowering the "temperature" of their soul. Once enough snowflakes fall upon the individual, depending on their amount of cursed energy and their reinforcement abilities, their soul will "freeze." Once frozen, the soul enters a state of undeath, trapping the victim's consciousness in that singular moment for all eternity, even if their body is killed afterward.
The effects of Snowfall Mortality can be slowed down through cursed energy reinforcement. The snowflakes themselves can be destroyed before entering the body via Simple Domain, Domain Amplification, or the output of Reverse Cursed Technique.
CT Abilities:
Frozen Blade: The shards of Atsuto's katana have been joined back together with ice, turning his blade into a vessel of his Cursed Technique. Being pierced by this blade immediately begins to drop the soul's "temperature" substantially, bypassing the means of protection outlined previously.
Snow Spears: Atsuto can consolidate his snow into sharp thorns before sending them as projectiles at his target. While these can still be negated through the means above, they require much higher output.
Maximum: Flash Freeze: Atsuto's maximum technique begins by consolidating all of his snow back towards him. The snow is pulled into his empty eye socket over a course of ten seconds until it has all disappeared, revealing his disheveled body. Moments after, the full maximum output of his Cursed Technique is released, sending forth a swirling beam of snow from his eye. Anything caught in the blast has their soul instantly "frozen", regardless of protective ability. (for the size of the beam, just imagine a Cero from Bleach but made of snow with a max range of 500 ft.)
Domain Expansion: All-Seeing Eye of the Frozen God
Atsuto's domain manifests its victims on an ice-covered rock floating in empty space, surrounded by snow. It is impossible to see from the edge of the rock how high the rock is, nor are any other platforms visible through the blizzard. Atsuto himself is nowhere to be found.
After a moment, a gigantic humanoid shadow can be seen rising in the horizon. A singular yellow eye shines down on the rock before the creature fires a much larger version of Maximum: Flash Freeze, instantly putting any living thing without their own domain into a "frozen" state. The constant onslaught of snow begins to slowly crack the rock, until, finally, the rock breaks apart, ending the domain.
2024.05.07 23:48 Inevitable_Company84 Take them home?
 | Take them home? Or “big game hunting” display them in your “trophy room”? Gross. submitted by Inevitable_Company84 to TurtleCreekLane [link] [comments] |
2024.05.07 20:56 An-individual-per An episode of an Our Planet styled nature doc from my world.
Context: It is world were evolution takes a path that is similar to ours but different in many ways, resulting in non avian dinosaurs surviving into modern day, animals on the cusp of sapience evolving cultures and sapience and waging wars.
Episode 5: Our Frozen Waters
The episode starts out with a small juvenile Seafox hatching out of its giant egg under the watch of its mother (they are Leopard Seal like cynodont descendants that have eked out a living in the Frozen Sea's while the rest of the cynodonts were outcompeted to extinction by mammals, they can still walk on land though) who gives it a fresh meal of fish.
The two Reliquadonts are actually on the top of an iceberg, a safe place to nest and take care of young, the mother leaves quickly to find some food for herself as she starved herself taking care of the egg and uses her two sabre like lower teeth to catch and kill a penguin. Meanwhile the juvenile is almost discovered and eaten by a Frostwing, a predatory penguin which has re evolved flight. The mother comes back in time to save her juvenile.
A few weeks later and the juvenile is now half the size of the mother (who is as tall as a person) and is nearing independence, being taught how to hunt penguins, Warmsnakes (neotenic tiny eel like pliosaurs) and the ability to glide over short distances to catch flying prey.
The juvenile manages to catch and kill a polar bear by surprise and the mother abandons him, finding his nice nest cold and pilfered by seals.
A month goes by and the Seafox reaches adolescence and has survived, eking out a territory in a small cave on the mainland, however he is driven off by some Artic Cats, a subspecies of cat and are both sapient (can be compared to the relationship between Neanderthals and Humans) , who see his species as dangerous.
While escaping, he ends up in open ocean, where there are no mazes of ice burgs and ice floats everywhere and gets caught up in a feeding frenzy with all sorts of predators working together to eat the fish.
During this, our adolescent comes across his mother with a juvenile similar to his age when she abandoned him and a brutal fight takes place, resulting in the adolescent being badly wounded, with his blood and the fish blood spilled attracting a large Copper Shark, giant Megalodon like sharks, which drives off all the predators and kills the mother and her new kid before opening its mouth and letting the surviving fish eat from food stuck between its teeth, it then drags the corpse of an Orca to its master, a large old Clumpwhale, magical sapient whale like creatures.
The adolescent survives by simply being dragged away by the current and drifting ashore in the tundra's of the Eastern Continent, where it eke's out a living as a scavenger with it eating carrion washed up on the shore and scaring away the local scavengers and running away with them when predators like Snowghosts, white haired giant pongines, show up.
A few months afterwards, our Seafox reaches adulthood and begins searching for a mate, leaving his beach home and entering a grey coral reef filled with creatures like lobsters, Snakebirds (Penguins which has lost all their limbs and become snake like) and Sea frogs before being confronted by a pack of shepherding Clump Whales and their livestock, small fat porpoises and their sheepdog, a female Seafox.
After awhile, our male manages to turn the female against the whales and the two escape taking a porpoise with them, they escape into a maze of icebergs and ice floats and after a lovely few days with each other the male leaves and the female lays an egg.
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Episode 5: Our Frozen Waters
The episode starts out with a small juvenile Seafox hatching out of its giant egg under the watch of its mother (they are Leopard Seal like cynodont descendants that have eked out a living in the Frozen Sea's while the rest of the cynodonts were outcompeted to extinction by mammals, they can still walk on land though) who gives it a fresh meal of fish.
The two Reliquadonts are actually on the top of an iceberg, a safe place to nest and take care of young, the mother leaves quickly to find some food for herself as she starved herself taking care of the egg and uses her two sabre like lower teeth to catch and kill a penguin. Meanwhile the juvenile is almost discovered and eaten by a Frostwing, a predatory penguin which has re evolved flight. The mother comes back in time to save her juvenile.
A few weeks later and the juvenile is now half the size of the mother (who is as tall as a person) and is nearing independence, being taught how to hunt penguins, Warmsnakes (neotenic tiny eel like pliosaurs) and the ability to glide over short distances to catch flying prey.
The juvenile manages to catch and kill a polar bear by surprise and the mother abandons him, finding his nice nest cold and pilfered by seals.
A month goes by and the Seafox reaches adolescence and has survived, eking out a territory in a small cave on the mainland, however he is driven off by some Artic Cats, a subspecies of cat and are both sapient (can be compared to the relationship between Neanderthals and Humans) , who see his species as dangerous.
While escaping, he ends up in open ocean, where there are no mazes of ice burgs and ice floats everywhere and gets caught up in a feeding frenzy with all sorts of predators working together to eat the fish.
During this, our adolescent comes across his mother with a juvenile similar to his age when she abandoned him and a brutal fight takes place, resulting in the adolescent being badly wounded, with his blood and the fish blood spilled attracting a large Copper Shark, giant Megalodon like sharks, which drives off all the predators and kills the mother and her new kid before opening its mouth and letting the surviving fish eat from food stuck between its teeth, it then drags the corpse of an Orca to its master, a large old Clumpwhale, magical sapient whale like creatures.
The adolescent survives by simply being dragged away by the current and drifting ashore in the tundra's of the Eastern Continent, where it eke's out a living as a scavenger with it eating carrion washed up on the shore and scaring away the local scavengers and running away with them when predators like Snowghosts, white haired giant pongines, show up.
A few months afterwards, our Seafox reaches adulthood and begins searching for a mate, leaving his beach home and entering a grey coral reef filled with creatures like lobsters, Snakebirds (Penguins which has lost all their limbs and become snake like) and Sea frogs before being confronted by a pack of shepherding Clump Whales and their livestock, small fat porpoises and their sheepdog, a female Seafox.
After awhile, our male manages to turn the female against the whales and the two escape taking a porpoise with them, they escape into a maze of icebergs and ice floats and after a lovely few days with each other the male leaves and the female lays an egg.
2024.05.07 02:06 WholeInternet2506 A decent car
I make $14/hr currently (in process of finding a second job) and I want to save up $10k. I’m paying $200 for rent, I have a pickup truck (2000 Toyota tundra sr5 v8) insurance is $190, gas is $90(every two weeks), and I spend about $100 on food a week. Any advice on making more money?
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2024.05.06 04:19 AmbitiousWalrus8 The Road to 5.0 - Some Suggestions
This is so long I had to split it into two parts! The first part is exploration, flora, and fauna. Part two is about combat and fleshing out current game systems. Sorry this is so long lol, thanks for reading!
Dear hello games, First and foremost, I want to say thank you for everthing you have done with this game. I think I speak for many when I say, this is my favorite game of all time. I dreamt of a game like this when I was a child. Thank you!
The game is amazing. Nothing else NEEDS to be done. This is all want. Anyway, before you get to a true stopping point (if you ever actually do) we all would love to see another big flora, fauna, and exploration update(s).
After having played this game for hundreds of hours, over years, these are the things that deter me from coming back to the game to enjoy new updates. There is a lot of other things to enjoy in every update, but I never truly dive back in because I feel like I've seen everything the universe has to offer, and exploring new planets is why I love this game.
Again, the fact that many of us have already put 100s-1000s of hours into this game means that you have already accomplished an amazing feat. This one would truly be for the long time fans.
Flora Update: "No Man's Sky - Botanist" - Put most simply, MORE ASSETS. I get it, probably not the most fun thing to work on, but is this alone would bring endless variety to planets. - Additionally, it would be super cool if larger plants can move with wind, including ships flying by and landing, or when brushed up against by fauna. Fauna and Flora should be able to interact, even if just visually.
More types of flora: - Vines, tall single grasses and tall grass fields, mosses, flowering trees!!! - More variations of trees, cacti, fungi, bushes, flowers, grasses - they need like 10-30+ more assets each, more colors and color combos, more variation in size and density. More hazardous flora, give them all more proc gen assets.
More variation in sizes of Flora: - Giant flowers, GIANT trees, tall grass, giant cacti, tiny trees (It would be super cool to have planets where there is only a few giant plants dotting the landscape here and there amongst forests of smaller ones, as well as more asset variation).
Increase plant density on the high end. True forests and jungles with large defined areas of high density plants (Maybe not for the ps4s lol) create canopies to walk under. Trees in forests have no or fewer lower limbs, with grass and shrubs under the canopy.
Fauna Update: "No Man's Sky - Zoologist" - The same could be said here, more assets! However, with fauna, it goes much deeper than that. Put simply, the fauna in this game feel flat and aimless. The worms were the first time fauna actually felt scary to me. We need more of that!
Animals interact with their environment: - Small animals climb trees, birds land on trees, plants, and rocks, and walk around on the ground occasionally. Animals climb on rocks and jump off of them, animals drink from water, herbivores eat plants. Small animals create nests. - Additionally, it would be cool for animals to match their environment a little more (Ex: Higher chance of Furry/shaggy, fatter fauna on cold planets. Higher chance of scaley, reptile fauna on hotter planets).
Animals interact with players and animals: - Swarms of predatory bugs and birds attack players. Predators stalk and hunt players and animals, birds swoop down and pick off Small animals and bugs. Water predators snatch drinking land fauna into the water. Some creatures lay "traps" and spring out to attack players and other animals. - Animals of the same species play with and chase each other. - Surprised heards create dangerous stampedes that can destroy plants and trees and hurt players. Heards surround and protect young as they move through the world. - Mothers and babies interact further, drink milk, nuzzle, rest togther. - Curious animals follow players, sometimes over very long distances.
General Improvements to fauna AI: - Overall improvements to animal motion. Feet adjust better to small changes in terrain, AI recognizes obstacles better and moves around and through them. Better animations. More animal noises. - Animals with feet can lie down. - All animal AI have simple objectives: heards move between far away Fixed points or towards water or food. Small animals make nests and move to and from a nest to water or food, predators cause stampedes, hunt players and Animals, in groups or solitary. Some birds flock and travel in V's. Animals migrate long distances. Animals find places to sleep and rest.
Give all animals an objective. Even very basic objectives, like moving to feed on a tree, make CPUs and the world feel so much more alive. This might make finding all the animals on a planet more difficult, which may piss off some players. However, this could result in higher rewards for planets with high fauna, plus it would make this task way more interesting and rewarding.
Exploration update: " No Man's Sky - Forever" - My favorite option in lieu of a reset would be to only add things that would NOT affect bases in euclid. Make warp jumps longer and fully upgraded hyper drive jumps even longer to make the journey to the center faster. That way, euclid could still have changes, getting to the next Galaxy would be easier, and as a reward, planet diversity goes crazy and consistency goes out the window once in the next galaxy. Then you can see things you never saw in euclid going forward.
More variety in existing biomes and settings. Some ideas: - Sand dune desert with scattered oasis - Frozen tundra with ice bergs - Glowing sand planet - Grasslands with very tall grass all over the planet. - Marsh/wetland planets with aquatic plants like cattails. Water all over but not necessarily deep enough to swim in - Gas giants!!! - Increase variety in fauna concentrations, flora concentrations, flora/fauna danger, atmosphere, storm intensity and frequency, gravity, and colors. Sometimes planets just need to be a little bit less consistent with more higher and lower extremes of every variable.
More diverse and interesting environment features: - Snow and sand storms that actually accumulate snow and sand (Even just minor visual changes). - Players and animals see their breath in the cold. - More atmospheric effects - dense fog, mini bubbles, granulars floating around, fireflies, flower petals. - Planets occasionally have storms from different biomes (ex: snow storm in the desert, radiated storm on a fire planet). - Footstep tracking in snow, sand, mud, grass. - Tall grass and brush that brushes aside when walked through. - More dramatic, sometimes longer storms. Lightning storms, lightning strikes, sand storms. - Weather effects that don't turn into real storms. Light rain, light snow, light wind. - Clouds change darker with storms, even when flying above them. - Low gravity and high gravity atmospheres on different types of planets - More types of large isolated buildings, some with all the normal trading stuff, some for missions and combat (Kovrax factory, Vykeen weapons stash, gek storage facility, large farms and animal farms, etc..) - More variety in minerals, crystals, large and giant rock variations and formations.
Caves and oceans: - WAY deeper oceans and deeper caves. - 5-10 new different cave types with different colors, rocks, crystals, lighting, and decorations. - Special resources deep within caves - maybe needed for a crafting recipe or quests to encourage exploration. - "Dungeons" in deep oceans and caves. Filled with biological horrors, dangerous fauna, and rewards, similar to derelict freighters. - Crashed freighters and ancient ruins deep underground. - Better water visuals, sound effects, waves, and animations!! - Waves get bigger with storms!!
"Lightning Bolt" Exocraft: - New hovercraft / helicopter style exocraft. Very fast, able to very quickly fly over and through a planets surface much faster than a traditional ship, but not out of the atmosphere. Ability to hover.
Rivers Yeah I know, probably not gonna happen. If you could pull it off, though, it would be freaking epic.
Stay tuned for Pt 2.
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Dear hello games, First and foremost, I want to say thank you for everthing you have done with this game. I think I speak for many when I say, this is my favorite game of all time. I dreamt of a game like this when I was a child. Thank you!
The game is amazing. Nothing else NEEDS to be done. This is all want. Anyway, before you get to a true stopping point (if you ever actually do) we all would love to see another big flora, fauna, and exploration update(s).
After having played this game for hundreds of hours, over years, these are the things that deter me from coming back to the game to enjoy new updates. There is a lot of other things to enjoy in every update, but I never truly dive back in because I feel like I've seen everything the universe has to offer, and exploring new planets is why I love this game.
Again, the fact that many of us have already put 100s-1000s of hours into this game means that you have already accomplished an amazing feat. This one would truly be for the long time fans.
Flora Update: "No Man's Sky - Botanist" - Put most simply, MORE ASSETS. I get it, probably not the most fun thing to work on, but is this alone would bring endless variety to planets. - Additionally, it would be super cool if larger plants can move with wind, including ships flying by and landing, or when brushed up against by fauna. Fauna and Flora should be able to interact, even if just visually.
More types of flora: - Vines, tall single grasses and tall grass fields, mosses, flowering trees!!! - More variations of trees, cacti, fungi, bushes, flowers, grasses - they need like 10-30+ more assets each, more colors and color combos, more variation in size and density. More hazardous flora, give them all more proc gen assets.
More variation in sizes of Flora: - Giant flowers, GIANT trees, tall grass, giant cacti, tiny trees (It would be super cool to have planets where there is only a few giant plants dotting the landscape here and there amongst forests of smaller ones, as well as more asset variation).
Increase plant density on the high end. True forests and jungles with large defined areas of high density plants (Maybe not for the ps4s lol) create canopies to walk under. Trees in forests have no or fewer lower limbs, with grass and shrubs under the canopy.
- Grasses, trees, and Vines can grow out of and on top of large rocks, crystals, and sides of mountains.
Fauna Update: "No Man's Sky - Zoologist" - The same could be said here, more assets! However, with fauna, it goes much deeper than that. Put simply, the fauna in this game feel flat and aimless. The worms were the first time fauna actually felt scary to me. We need more of that!
- Extreme fauna planets should be dangerous. Fauna should be surprising and unexpected. Packs of hunters should stalk you, flank you and attack. Stampeding heards of spooked animals should charge by. Swarms of birds or bugs should chase and attack you. Additionally, fauna should have basic objectives, and be more interactive with the world around them.
Animals interact with their environment: - Small animals climb trees, birds land on trees, plants, and rocks, and walk around on the ground occasionally. Animals climb on rocks and jump off of them, animals drink from water, herbivores eat plants. Small animals create nests. - Additionally, it would be cool for animals to match their environment a little more (Ex: Higher chance of Furry/shaggy, fatter fauna on cold planets. Higher chance of scaley, reptile fauna on hotter planets).
Animals interact with players and animals: - Swarms of predatory bugs and birds attack players. Predators stalk and hunt players and animals, birds swoop down and pick off Small animals and bugs. Water predators snatch drinking land fauna into the water. Some creatures lay "traps" and spring out to attack players and other animals. - Animals of the same species play with and chase each other. - Surprised heards create dangerous stampedes that can destroy plants and trees and hurt players. Heards surround and protect young as they move through the world. - Mothers and babies interact further, drink milk, nuzzle, rest togther. - Curious animals follow players, sometimes over very long distances.
General Improvements to fauna AI: - Overall improvements to animal motion. Feet adjust better to small changes in terrain, AI recognizes obstacles better and moves around and through them. Better animations. More animal noises. - Animals with feet can lie down. - All animal AI have simple objectives: heards move between far away Fixed points or towards water or food. Small animals make nests and move to and from a nest to water or food, predators cause stampedes, hunt players and Animals, in groups or solitary. Some birds flock and travel in V's. Animals migrate long distances. Animals find places to sleep and rest.
Give all animals an objective. Even very basic objectives, like moving to feed on a tree, make CPUs and the world feel so much more alive. This might make finding all the animals on a planet more difficult, which may piss off some players. However, this could result in higher rewards for planets with high fauna, plus it would make this task way more interesting and rewarding.
Exploration update: " No Man's Sky - Forever" - My favorite option in lieu of a reset would be to only add things that would NOT affect bases in euclid. Make warp jumps longer and fully upgraded hyper drive jumps even longer to make the journey to the center faster. That way, euclid could still have changes, getting to the next Galaxy would be easier, and as a reward, planet diversity goes crazy and consistency goes out the window once in the next galaxy. Then you can see things you never saw in euclid going forward.
More variety in existing biomes and settings. Some ideas: - Sand dune desert with scattered oasis - Frozen tundra with ice bergs - Glowing sand planet - Grasslands with very tall grass all over the planet. - Marsh/wetland planets with aquatic plants like cattails. Water all over but not necessarily deep enough to swim in - Gas giants!!! - Increase variety in fauna concentrations, flora concentrations, flora/fauna danger, atmosphere, storm intensity and frequency, gravity, and colors. Sometimes planets just need to be a little bit less consistent with more higher and lower extremes of every variable.
- Let the terrain generation go absolutely nuts on like 10-20% of planets. Having planets with giant mountains and deep valleys is freaking awesome and a great example of how terrain generation alone can make a huge difference in variety if it is more wacky and extreme sometimes.
More diverse and interesting environment features: - Snow and sand storms that actually accumulate snow and sand (Even just minor visual changes). - Players and animals see their breath in the cold. - More atmospheric effects - dense fog, mini bubbles, granulars floating around, fireflies, flower petals. - Planets occasionally have storms from different biomes (ex: snow storm in the desert, radiated storm on a fire planet). - Footstep tracking in snow, sand, mud, grass. - Tall grass and brush that brushes aside when walked through. - More dramatic, sometimes longer storms. Lightning storms, lightning strikes, sand storms. - Weather effects that don't turn into real storms. Light rain, light snow, light wind. - Clouds change darker with storms, even when flying above them. - Low gravity and high gravity atmospheres on different types of planets - More types of large isolated buildings, some with all the normal trading stuff, some for missions and combat (Kovrax factory, Vykeen weapons stash, gek storage facility, large farms and animal farms, etc..) - More variety in minerals, crystals, large and giant rock variations and formations.
Caves and oceans: - WAY deeper oceans and deeper caves. - 5-10 new different cave types with different colors, rocks, crystals, lighting, and decorations. - Special resources deep within caves - maybe needed for a crafting recipe or quests to encourage exploration. - "Dungeons" in deep oceans and caves. Filled with biological horrors, dangerous fauna, and rewards, similar to derelict freighters. - Crashed freighters and ancient ruins deep underground. - Better water visuals, sound effects, waves, and animations!! - Waves get bigger with storms!!
"Lightning Bolt" Exocraft: - New hovercraft / helicopter style exocraft. Very fast, able to very quickly fly over and through a planets surface much faster than a traditional ship, but not out of the atmosphere. Ability to hover.
Rivers Yeah I know, probably not gonna happen. If you could pull it off, though, it would be freaking epic.
Stay tuned for Pt 2.
2024.05.06 00:55 outrage92 Why can’t I create a national park?
 | Every tile in this 4-hex diamond is breathtaking appeal (5) or better, why can’t I build a national park? submitted by outrage92 to CivVI [link] [comments] All tiles are tundra or tundra hills |
2024.05.05 18:21 speewence Why can't I build National Park here?
 | https://preview.redd.it/9rc4v8aivmyc1.png?width=1915&format=png&auto=webp&s=24084fec8173f85d7b15c968334b4e19b71b95e3 submitted by speewence to civ [link] [comments] Anyone have any ideas? Its a 4 tile, diamond shaped national wonder and all 4 tiles are owned by the same city and I haven't improved or put districts on top of any of the tiles. |
2024.05.05 12:08 No_Chrysler-4-Me My brother sold the Mini-Ram and got a Silverado. That was fine. It's what happened after that made things worse
I've been gone for some time. But I'm back with a bad one. I've spoken before about how my older brother competed with me needlessly. And he did a lot of beyond stupid shit. Well he finally pushed the whole family over the edge, and got disowned. And I'm going to be explaining a lot of what happened the past year, and then some from before that. But it's too long for one post.
Well going back more than a year. Some may remember my brother getting a free minivan from his ex after the Dodge Ram truck I warned him not to buy became a moneypit. I helped him work on that truck and even repaint it. And I helped him remodel his camper trailer too. Why? Because he's my brother. And I guess some part of me deep down kept hoping he'd one day change. But he tried to take credit for things I did. Especially with remodeling the camper. And he had tantrums when called out on his lies. He also became temporarily obsessed with my truck, and even implied he'd just take it from me because he hated driving a minivan. He referred to it as a chick car. He acted like a complete child because I refused to trade vehicles, and even got our parents involved. It was just a really stupid and needless situation that my brother tried to make a hill to die on.
It started when my brother bought his Dodge Ram simply because I bought a Toyota Tundra. He had a perfectly running Subaru Baja before that. Then he said he wanted a man's truck and bought the worst barely running pile he could find that was also overpriced considering the condition. He could have at least aimed for a diesel since he wanted a dodge so bad. Lots of dumb shit happened after that. Including my brother wanting to LS swap the Ram after destroying it's engine and two transmissions. But I'm pretty sure the person who offered to do the LS swap for him was a scammer. Not to mention LS swapping any vehicle basically means replacing the ECU. But it never happened anyway since the engine and transmission my brother wanted sold before he could get them. And he had no running vehicle anymore. So my brother's ex, whom he has a young child with, gave him her old 90s Ford Windstar van. It was admittedly an ugly, dent riddled POS with the rear window busted out. But it still ran and drove surprisingly well, considering that's not one of Ford's better vehicles. And then my brother decided to cut it up into some sort of van/truck. Or a ute as they're called in some places. But he made this thing ugly. Lots of spray foam, recycled wood, and rattle can paint. Even mismatched sub-lights above the cab. He frequently raided the junkyard for parts. And he even glued a Ram badge onto the grill of that van/truck. He called it the Mini-Ram. Lots of stupid cheap mods done to that vehicle too. Someone once asked me how ugly the Mini-Ram was on a scale of 1 to 1000. And I said about a 667.
My brother did a lot of other dumb things in this time. Like following me camping just to piss me off. He was a general leech who stole power from my generator, and tried to steal beer from my camper fridge repeatedly. He was so brazen as to just walk right in, and then tried to pretend to be so drunk he didn't realize what he was doing when caught. I've spoken many times about how he stole booze from me. Until my friends and I revenge pranked him and his near equally douchey friends with a growler full of laxative tainted beer. We admittedly used way too much laxative. But my brother never stole from me again because I threatened to tell everyone about his humiliation. He crapped on his own shoes squatting in the woods. And that's just a bit of it.
Eventually my brother seemed to learn his lesson. He sold the Mini-Ram to someone who actually paid him well for it. And no, I don't know what they did with it. And I don't care. But, when the 2K he sold the Mini-Ram for was combined with his savings, my brother had a bit over 4.5K to buy a better vehicle with. And he spotted a 99 RWD Silverado truck with an extended cab for sale online. He really shouldn't have sold his only method of transportation before having a replacement vehicle ready. But I couldn't fault him for taking the deal when presented, considering what he sold. And as much as my brother annoyed me, I still cared about him enough to help. He showed up begging me to drive him over 60 miles to look at this truck he found on Markeet Prace.
So I reluctantly drove him out to see this truck. It wasn't that bad actually. Save for the rough mismatched paint, the rusty hood, the dents, the cracked windshield, and.... Actually, I guess it was kinda that bad. But not compared to the clapped out Ram my brother bought previously. The Silverado had a manual transmission, which we both confirmed shifted great as the records showed it had been rebuilt a few years before. The engine had been swapped at one time too. So it was kinda hard to gauge the odometer as it had not been rolled back for the new engine. It was at about 350.000 miles, but those numbers don't really mean jack when the engine and tranny have been replaced or rebuilt. Admittedly the engine ran like a top. The tires on the truck were in pretty damn good shape too. And on steel rims. Which I like. Very practical. I asked my brother if this was the manly kind of truck he'd been looking for. And for once he spoke logically and said that he'd rather have this than risk what happened with the Ram again. Fair enough. Besides, Chevy trucks are cool and reliable. I've always liked them. Like a rock as they say.
My brother and I scrutinized this truck in detail like a pair of pawn brokers, and talked the price down to 3K. They wanted 4K. But we could hear a sound while test driving it that was either bad ball joints or wheel bearings. We jacked up the wheels, and the bearings felt and sounded fine. But the ball joints were pretty bad. And that's not a cheap fix unless you can do it yourself. The truck was owned by the seller's father, who'd passed away a year prior. So the guy took 3K for it after we listed the problems. After driving it back, I insisted my brother get the truck to a mechanic ASAP. And he listened that time. The mechanic said the ball joints were about to come apart, and it's have caused a very bad situation if they had. And it cost him a grand to get them replaced. The truck also needed new plates ant the title registered. Which ate up a lot of the remaining budget. Then came the paint. My brother wanted the Silverado painted black right away. I told him to wait. But he didn't listen and DIY'd some body work, and then rattle-canned it with Rustoium turbo cans. The paint was full of orange peel, and overspray. He didn't even use primer. And the truck looked kinda mediocre. Then the southern weather had at it. Already numerous chips, scrapes and fades. Whatever. I stopped caring.
Youd think that'd be the end of this part. But no. There's more. What's behind door number 3? If you guessed a dumbass with a knife stuck in his ass. Then you'd win the gold! Yeah that's right. My brother got a knife in his ass.... How? How else... He and his friends all got high and decided they were gonna go outside and build a fort in the back yard of the house they rent out of scrap they found laying around. My brother while stoned wanted to show off how he can flip out a butterfly knife really fast, and decided he was gonna act like he was in an action movie, and did some sort of stupid thing where he was running and flipping out the knife really fast. The ground was wet, he slipped, and somehow got the knife in his right butt-cheek. They called me to come take him to the hospital because they were all too stoned to drive. I had to lay my brother down in the bed of my truck on a mattress because we were too scared to pull the knife out, and I drove him to the hospital like that. They rushed him in, and thankfully he only needed about 5 stiches on his butt and some antibiotics. Then I drove him back home the same way, and he insisted I take him to a drive through. He also tried to get me to pay, because...reasons! I told him to buy his own damn food.
Ater that there was more dumb BS that I won't bother getting into. But eventually my brother was seemingly getting bett...er...less bad. He was a bit sore his Silverado wasn't a 4X4, and my Tundra is. But being RWD kept him from trying to take it off-roading. He did try once, and had to pull the truck out of mud with a come-along. And he didn't try it again. He did want to drag race my truck again too. I said hell no. Not gonna risk either of our piles breaking down. And he was a complete douche about that too. I told him to stop acting like his dick was bigger than it is, and act his age. He didn't take that well. But he seemingly really was improving. Even being a much better dad to his daughter. Things got pretty good for him. Until I decided to buy a house. That's when the serious drama started.
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Well going back more than a year. Some may remember my brother getting a free minivan from his ex after the Dodge Ram truck I warned him not to buy became a moneypit. I helped him work on that truck and even repaint it. And I helped him remodel his camper trailer too. Why? Because he's my brother. And I guess some part of me deep down kept hoping he'd one day change. But he tried to take credit for things I did. Especially with remodeling the camper. And he had tantrums when called out on his lies. He also became temporarily obsessed with my truck, and even implied he'd just take it from me because he hated driving a minivan. He referred to it as a chick car. He acted like a complete child because I refused to trade vehicles, and even got our parents involved. It was just a really stupid and needless situation that my brother tried to make a hill to die on.
It started when my brother bought his Dodge Ram simply because I bought a Toyota Tundra. He had a perfectly running Subaru Baja before that. Then he said he wanted a man's truck and bought the worst barely running pile he could find that was also overpriced considering the condition. He could have at least aimed for a diesel since he wanted a dodge so bad. Lots of dumb shit happened after that. Including my brother wanting to LS swap the Ram after destroying it's engine and two transmissions. But I'm pretty sure the person who offered to do the LS swap for him was a scammer. Not to mention LS swapping any vehicle basically means replacing the ECU. But it never happened anyway since the engine and transmission my brother wanted sold before he could get them. And he had no running vehicle anymore. So my brother's ex, whom he has a young child with, gave him her old 90s Ford Windstar van. It was admittedly an ugly, dent riddled POS with the rear window busted out. But it still ran and drove surprisingly well, considering that's not one of Ford's better vehicles. And then my brother decided to cut it up into some sort of van/truck. Or a ute as they're called in some places. But he made this thing ugly. Lots of spray foam, recycled wood, and rattle can paint. Even mismatched sub-lights above the cab. He frequently raided the junkyard for parts. And he even glued a Ram badge onto the grill of that van/truck. He called it the Mini-Ram. Lots of stupid cheap mods done to that vehicle too. Someone once asked me how ugly the Mini-Ram was on a scale of 1 to 1000. And I said about a 667.
My brother did a lot of other dumb things in this time. Like following me camping just to piss me off. He was a general leech who stole power from my generator, and tried to steal beer from my camper fridge repeatedly. He was so brazen as to just walk right in, and then tried to pretend to be so drunk he didn't realize what he was doing when caught. I've spoken many times about how he stole booze from me. Until my friends and I revenge pranked him and his near equally douchey friends with a growler full of laxative tainted beer. We admittedly used way too much laxative. But my brother never stole from me again because I threatened to tell everyone about his humiliation. He crapped on his own shoes squatting in the woods. And that's just a bit of it.
Eventually my brother seemed to learn his lesson. He sold the Mini-Ram to someone who actually paid him well for it. And no, I don't know what they did with it. And I don't care. But, when the 2K he sold the Mini-Ram for was combined with his savings, my brother had a bit over 4.5K to buy a better vehicle with. And he spotted a 99 RWD Silverado truck with an extended cab for sale online. He really shouldn't have sold his only method of transportation before having a replacement vehicle ready. But I couldn't fault him for taking the deal when presented, considering what he sold. And as much as my brother annoyed me, I still cared about him enough to help. He showed up begging me to drive him over 60 miles to look at this truck he found on Markeet Prace.
So I reluctantly drove him out to see this truck. It wasn't that bad actually. Save for the rough mismatched paint, the rusty hood, the dents, the cracked windshield, and.... Actually, I guess it was kinda that bad. But not compared to the clapped out Ram my brother bought previously. The Silverado had a manual transmission, which we both confirmed shifted great as the records showed it had been rebuilt a few years before. The engine had been swapped at one time too. So it was kinda hard to gauge the odometer as it had not been rolled back for the new engine. It was at about 350.000 miles, but those numbers don't really mean jack when the engine and tranny have been replaced or rebuilt. Admittedly the engine ran like a top. The tires on the truck were in pretty damn good shape too. And on steel rims. Which I like. Very practical. I asked my brother if this was the manly kind of truck he'd been looking for. And for once he spoke logically and said that he'd rather have this than risk what happened with the Ram again. Fair enough. Besides, Chevy trucks are cool and reliable. I've always liked them. Like a rock as they say.
My brother and I scrutinized this truck in detail like a pair of pawn brokers, and talked the price down to 3K. They wanted 4K. But we could hear a sound while test driving it that was either bad ball joints or wheel bearings. We jacked up the wheels, and the bearings felt and sounded fine. But the ball joints were pretty bad. And that's not a cheap fix unless you can do it yourself. The truck was owned by the seller's father, who'd passed away a year prior. So the guy took 3K for it after we listed the problems. After driving it back, I insisted my brother get the truck to a mechanic ASAP. And he listened that time. The mechanic said the ball joints were about to come apart, and it's have caused a very bad situation if they had. And it cost him a grand to get them replaced. The truck also needed new plates ant the title registered. Which ate up a lot of the remaining budget. Then came the paint. My brother wanted the Silverado painted black right away. I told him to wait. But he didn't listen and DIY'd some body work, and then rattle-canned it with Rustoium turbo cans. The paint was full of orange peel, and overspray. He didn't even use primer. And the truck looked kinda mediocre. Then the southern weather had at it. Already numerous chips, scrapes and fades. Whatever. I stopped caring.
Youd think that'd be the end of this part. But no. There's more. What's behind door number 3? If you guessed a dumbass with a knife stuck in his ass. Then you'd win the gold! Yeah that's right. My brother got a knife in his ass.... How? How else... He and his friends all got high and decided they were gonna go outside and build a fort in the back yard of the house they rent out of scrap they found laying around. My brother while stoned wanted to show off how he can flip out a butterfly knife really fast, and decided he was gonna act like he was in an action movie, and did some sort of stupid thing where he was running and flipping out the knife really fast. The ground was wet, he slipped, and somehow got the knife in his right butt-cheek. They called me to come take him to the hospital because they were all too stoned to drive. I had to lay my brother down in the bed of my truck on a mattress because we were too scared to pull the knife out, and I drove him to the hospital like that. They rushed him in, and thankfully he only needed about 5 stiches on his butt and some antibiotics. Then I drove him back home the same way, and he insisted I take him to a drive through. He also tried to get me to pay, because...reasons! I told him to buy his own damn food.
Ater that there was more dumb BS that I won't bother getting into. But eventually my brother was seemingly getting bett...er...less bad. He was a bit sore his Silverado wasn't a 4X4, and my Tundra is. But being RWD kept him from trying to take it off-roading. He did try once, and had to pull the truck out of mud with a come-along. And he didn't try it again. He did want to drag race my truck again too. I said hell no. Not gonna risk either of our piles breaking down. And he was a complete douche about that too. I told him to stop acting like his dick was bigger than it is, and act his age. He didn't take that well. But he seemingly really was improving. Even being a much better dad to his daughter. Things got pretty good for him. Until I decided to buy a house. That's when the serious drama started.
2024.05.05 07:40 Quick_Zoo Hyena Clan VS Wolf Pack
Pack hunters are some of the most effective and successful hunters in the animal kingdom, coordinated attack strategies give them a distinct advantage when it comes to survival and taking down prey.
Hyenas are often misrepresented as puny scavengers that only exist to be play toys for lions but the truth is they are the most common predator in africa and arguably the most successful of them all the spotted hyena scientifically known as crocuta crocuta is the largest of four species of hyena and the only non solitary hyena species and they can be found throughout most of africa spotted hyenas live in large groups known as clans and these clans are the largest of all pack hunters which can range from 8- 80 members with the largest known hyena clan having 130 hyenas. Although spotted hyenas are often represented as evil scavengers like in the lion king they actually kill up to 95% of the animals they eat. When in a group hyenas often take down large mammals such as zebras, wildebeest, antelopes, and even giraffes, rhinos and hippos on occasion, but they prey on smaller mammals such as jackals, hares, birds, reptiles and insects, when they are looking for a cheeky snack.
Changing to a completely different climate, the undomesticated version of your pet dog is a feared predator by many. The grey wolf or canis lupus is the heaviest of all canine species with only the maned wolf which isn't actually a wolf being slightly taller. Wolves are extremely successful predators and can be found throughout north america, asia, europe and the arctic wolves live in groups called packs and these packs often have between 4 and 12 members but this number can range between as few as 2 and as much as 15 members wolves are carnivores and they eat a variety of animals they prefer to eat large hoofed mammals such as deer, elk, musk ox, bison, and moose but they also hunt smaller mammals such as beavers, rodents, and hares. Adults can eat 20 pounds of meat in a single meal.
It goes without saying a key factor that will influence which animal comes out on top is size. Hyenas are stocky, muscular creatures, with females often being larger and more dominant than males. They can weigh up to 80 kilograms and stand about 70 centimetres tall at the shoulder. Wolves, on the other hand, are lean and agile, with males typically weighing around 45 kilograms and standing about 80 centimetres tall at the shoulder. So, in terms of sheer size, the hyenas have the upper hand.
Next, let's discuss strength. Both hyenas and wolves are incredibly powerful predators, capable of taking down prey much larger than themselves. Hyenas have one of the strongest bites in the animal kingdom, exerting pressures of up to 1100 pounds per square inch which is almost on par with the bite force of a grizzly bear and surpasses the bite force of lions and tigers, the hyenas teeth and jaws are specifically adapted to crush bone and they do this with ease, making them feared by competitors in africa such as cheetahs as one bite from a hyena could make a cheetah unable to ever run again.
As for Wolves they rely on their teamwork and coordination to bring down prey, using their sharper teeth to deliver a lethal bite to the throat or hindquarters in a more tactical and planned way then a hyena pack, wolves have a bite force of 400 psi and aren't as heavily built as hyenas. So, when it comes to brute strength, hyenas are undeniably stronger.
Wolves are known for their stamina and are exceptionally fast, they hunt large prey such as bison by wearing them out and ensuring they suffer from extreme exhaustion which makes them far easier to take down. wolves can run at speeds of 35–40 or 56–64 km/h and easily travel a marathon every day managing their “territory”. Actually, they travel about 30 miles a day and a marathon is 26. Hyenas however aren't slow at all themselves. They are able to chase down prey while running at up to 37 miles or 60 kilometres per hour). And have enough stamina to pursue their prey for up to 5 km before slowing down or stopping. In relation to body size, spotted hyenas have the biggest hearts of all African predators. That gives them stamina which is far beyond the capabilities of lions or cheetahs, needless to say a wolf would easily be able to outmatch a hyena in terms of both stamina and speed
When it comes to strategy One of the Hyenas best strategies is calling for backup. With their distinctive laughing and wheezing noises they make one hyena can quickly call in a clan of over 50 in a matter of minutes. This cooperative hunting/screening behaviour can overwhelm any other animal in Africa except elephants. Strangely The brain size ranges dramatically depending on gender, from 170g to 220g with Males having significantly larger brains than females who are often larger. Despite this Hyenas are recognized to be very intelligent and their brains are in ways similar to those of primates, allowing them to utilise complex decision making.
Wolves are extremely strategic and are known for their cooperative pack hunting behaviour. They rely on teamwork, coordination, and communication within the pack to bring down large prey. Wolves often target ungulates such as elk, deer, moose, musk ox and bison, effortlessly bringing down prey much larger than themselves.Their brain weight does not match the hyena with only 120g. When initiating an attack wolves often use terrain features to conceal their approach before launching a coordinated ambush attack on prey. And engaging in pursuits over long distances, using their stamina and endurance to tire out prey before going for the throat and finishing the kill .
Hyenas typically hunt in larger groups compared to wolves. While hyena clans can consist of dozens of individuals, wolf packs usually consist of fewer members, typically between 6 to 10 individuals. Habitat Influence: The hunting strategies of hyenas and wolves are influenced by their- respective habitats. Hyenas are commonly found in savannas and grasslands, where they often encounter large herbivores. In contrast, wolves inhabit a variety of ecosystems, including forests, tundra, and grasslands, adapting their hunting strategies accordingly. In summary, while both hyenas and wolves employ cooperative hunting strategies, they have evolved distinct adaptations shaped by the areas they live.
Both hyenas and wolves have similar builds with long legs and large hearts, hyenas have a heavier build and stronger jaws compared to wolves whereas wolves have sharper teeth and claws but a skinnier build. This adapts the wolf to more of an endurance attack, tiring out the prey then attacking. Whereas hyenas, being much tankier, go straight into combat, making them very aggressive and unforgiving.
Both of these animals have fierce competition where they live, hyenas have to compete with lions, leopards cheetahs, and african wild dogs for prey although a lone hyena stands no chance against a lion a clan of hyenas is also the biggest threat to a lion and both of these animals often steal each others food and kill each others offspring and each other, leopards have a unfavourable chance against hyena clan but can kill a hyena in a 1 on 1 fight other then this hyenas have a favourable position over all other large predators in africa including and are more opportunistic then them which explains why they are the most common large predator here.
Wolves also have fierce competition having to compete for food and territory with mountain lions, bears, wolverines, lynx, coyotes, foxes and on rare occasions tigers, and snow leopards when their territories overlap. When it comes down to fighting bears, tigers and mountain lions, wolves don't stand a chance one on one as these animals are much larger and better equipped than wolves so a fight would be too risky. On the other hand wolves can gain the upper hand against predators such as snow leopards, wolverines and lynx. And coyotes and foxes don't stand a chance against a wolf and often end up as easy prey. It's important to note that since none of the predators wolves have to face are pack hunters like all of the predators hyenas have to deal with this gives wolf packs a huge advantage in their respectives habitats
Although both of this predators are well rounded and feared survivalists it's important to note there weaknesses to determine the winner of this fight, wolves have smaller frame and a weaker bite compared to a hyena and this could serve as a major weakness in a fight, wolves do however have much faster reflexes than a hyena and may be able to dodge these attacks.
When it comes down to it the hyena will end up having the last laugh. In a fight irregardless of whether it is a 1 on 1 fight between two fully grown individuals or a group fight between a large wolf pack and a hyena clan, although wolves have faster reflexes and are slightly more strategic in their attack style, hyenas are larger, have thicker skin a stronger bite, and live in a slightly more competitive environment then a wolf and are used to fighting other packs of predators whereas wolves are not.
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Hyenas are often misrepresented as puny scavengers that only exist to be play toys for lions but the truth is they are the most common predator in africa and arguably the most successful of them all the spotted hyena scientifically known as crocuta crocuta is the largest of four species of hyena and the only non solitary hyena species and they can be found throughout most of africa spotted hyenas live in large groups known as clans and these clans are the largest of all pack hunters which can range from 8- 80 members with the largest known hyena clan having 130 hyenas. Although spotted hyenas are often represented as evil scavengers like in the lion king they actually kill up to 95% of the animals they eat. When in a group hyenas often take down large mammals such as zebras, wildebeest, antelopes, and even giraffes, rhinos and hippos on occasion, but they prey on smaller mammals such as jackals, hares, birds, reptiles and insects, when they are looking for a cheeky snack.
Changing to a completely different climate, the undomesticated version of your pet dog is a feared predator by many. The grey wolf or canis lupus is the heaviest of all canine species with only the maned wolf which isn't actually a wolf being slightly taller. Wolves are extremely successful predators and can be found throughout north america, asia, europe and the arctic wolves live in groups called packs and these packs often have between 4 and 12 members but this number can range between as few as 2 and as much as 15 members wolves are carnivores and they eat a variety of animals they prefer to eat large hoofed mammals such as deer, elk, musk ox, bison, and moose but they also hunt smaller mammals such as beavers, rodents, and hares. Adults can eat 20 pounds of meat in a single meal.
It goes without saying a key factor that will influence which animal comes out on top is size. Hyenas are stocky, muscular creatures, with females often being larger and more dominant than males. They can weigh up to 80 kilograms and stand about 70 centimetres tall at the shoulder. Wolves, on the other hand, are lean and agile, with males typically weighing around 45 kilograms and standing about 80 centimetres tall at the shoulder. So, in terms of sheer size, the hyenas have the upper hand.
Next, let's discuss strength. Both hyenas and wolves are incredibly powerful predators, capable of taking down prey much larger than themselves. Hyenas have one of the strongest bites in the animal kingdom, exerting pressures of up to 1100 pounds per square inch which is almost on par with the bite force of a grizzly bear and surpasses the bite force of lions and tigers, the hyenas teeth and jaws are specifically adapted to crush bone and they do this with ease, making them feared by competitors in africa such as cheetahs as one bite from a hyena could make a cheetah unable to ever run again.
As for Wolves they rely on their teamwork and coordination to bring down prey, using their sharper teeth to deliver a lethal bite to the throat or hindquarters in a more tactical and planned way then a hyena pack, wolves have a bite force of 400 psi and aren't as heavily built as hyenas. So, when it comes to brute strength, hyenas are undeniably stronger.
Wolves are known for their stamina and are exceptionally fast, they hunt large prey such as bison by wearing them out and ensuring they suffer from extreme exhaustion which makes them far easier to take down. wolves can run at speeds of 35–40 or 56–64 km/h and easily travel a marathon every day managing their “territory”. Actually, they travel about 30 miles a day and a marathon is 26. Hyenas however aren't slow at all themselves. They are able to chase down prey while running at up to 37 miles or 60 kilometres per hour). And have enough stamina to pursue their prey for up to 5 km before slowing down or stopping. In relation to body size, spotted hyenas have the biggest hearts of all African predators. That gives them stamina which is far beyond the capabilities of lions or cheetahs, needless to say a wolf would easily be able to outmatch a hyena in terms of both stamina and speed
When it comes to strategy One of the Hyenas best strategies is calling for backup. With their distinctive laughing and wheezing noises they make one hyena can quickly call in a clan of over 50 in a matter of minutes. This cooperative hunting/screening behaviour can overwhelm any other animal in Africa except elephants. Strangely The brain size ranges dramatically depending on gender, from 170g to 220g with Males having significantly larger brains than females who are often larger. Despite this Hyenas are recognized to be very intelligent and their brains are in ways similar to those of primates, allowing them to utilise complex decision making.
Wolves are extremely strategic and are known for their cooperative pack hunting behaviour. They rely on teamwork, coordination, and communication within the pack to bring down large prey. Wolves often target ungulates such as elk, deer, moose, musk ox and bison, effortlessly bringing down prey much larger than themselves.Their brain weight does not match the hyena with only 120g. When initiating an attack wolves often use terrain features to conceal their approach before launching a coordinated ambush attack on prey. And engaging in pursuits over long distances, using their stamina and endurance to tire out prey before going for the throat and finishing the kill .
Hyenas typically hunt in larger groups compared to wolves. While hyena clans can consist of dozens of individuals, wolf packs usually consist of fewer members, typically between 6 to 10 individuals. Habitat Influence: The hunting strategies of hyenas and wolves are influenced by their- respective habitats. Hyenas are commonly found in savannas and grasslands, where they often encounter large herbivores. In contrast, wolves inhabit a variety of ecosystems, including forests, tundra, and grasslands, adapting their hunting strategies accordingly. In summary, while both hyenas and wolves employ cooperative hunting strategies, they have evolved distinct adaptations shaped by the areas they live.
Both hyenas and wolves have similar builds with long legs and large hearts, hyenas have a heavier build and stronger jaws compared to wolves whereas wolves have sharper teeth and claws but a skinnier build. This adapts the wolf to more of an endurance attack, tiring out the prey then attacking. Whereas hyenas, being much tankier, go straight into combat, making them very aggressive and unforgiving.
Both of these animals have fierce competition where they live, hyenas have to compete with lions, leopards cheetahs, and african wild dogs for prey although a lone hyena stands no chance against a lion a clan of hyenas is also the biggest threat to a lion and both of these animals often steal each others food and kill each others offspring and each other, leopards have a unfavourable chance against hyena clan but can kill a hyena in a 1 on 1 fight other then this hyenas have a favourable position over all other large predators in africa including and are more opportunistic then them which explains why they are the most common large predator here.
Wolves also have fierce competition having to compete for food and territory with mountain lions, bears, wolverines, lynx, coyotes, foxes and on rare occasions tigers, and snow leopards when their territories overlap. When it comes down to fighting bears, tigers and mountain lions, wolves don't stand a chance one on one as these animals are much larger and better equipped than wolves so a fight would be too risky. On the other hand wolves can gain the upper hand against predators such as snow leopards, wolverines and lynx. And coyotes and foxes don't stand a chance against a wolf and often end up as easy prey. It's important to note that since none of the predators wolves have to face are pack hunters like all of the predators hyenas have to deal with this gives wolf packs a huge advantage in their respectives habitats
Although both of this predators are well rounded and feared survivalists it's important to note there weaknesses to determine the winner of this fight, wolves have smaller frame and a weaker bite compared to a hyena and this could serve as a major weakness in a fight, wolves do however have much faster reflexes than a hyena and may be able to dodge these attacks.
When it comes down to it the hyena will end up having the last laugh. In a fight irregardless of whether it is a 1 on 1 fight between two fully grown individuals or a group fight between a large wolf pack and a hyena clan, although wolves have faster reflexes and are slightly more strategic in their attack style, hyenas are larger, have thicker skin a stronger bite, and live in a slightly more competitive environment then a wolf and are used to fighting other packs of predators whereas wolves are not.
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2024.05.04 03:19 that-other-redditor Min Maxing Your Starting Genes
What genes would you pick for your starting colonists if your only goal was to win?
Some good choices
Kind Instinct (-1) and Very unattractive (+2). Kind pawns ignore other pawns looks so this is +1 metabolism and reduced wealth from colonists for free.
Awful Shooting (+2) and Great melee (-3) / Awful Melee (+2) and Great Shooting (-3). -1 metabolism for a +8 in your combat style of choice.
I think great melee is better since than you can then pick up nearsighted (+2) and strong melee damage (-2).
Alternatively you could go great shooting then pick hyper aggressive (+3) and weak melee (+1).
Strong stomach (-1) and Awful Cooking (+2). Grow only strawberries, you don’t need to cook them, pawns are fine with eating them raw, and no food poisoning because of strong stomach.
Cold or heat weakness (+1) depending on your biome. Free +1 since you aren’t going to have big troubles dealing with overheating much in the tundra or vice versa.
Going great shooting, awful plants (+2), and awful animals (+2) might be interesting in biomes with enough animals to support only hunting. Especially with a 50% hunger offset.
Other good standalone genes:
Superclotting(-1)
Very happy (-2)
Intense UV sensitivity (+4) if mountain base
Quick study (-3) +50% learning factor.
Major Cell instability (+4)
Psychically deaf (+2)
Robust (-2) gives tough trait.
Awful animals (+2)
As a side note, Tox resistance (-2) and Partial antitoxin lung (-1) are the two worst genes in the game. You’re either in a tile that’s dealing with pollution in which case you need full immunity, or you’re nowhere near pollution in which case it only helps against poisons and toxins gas.
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Some good choices
Kind Instinct (-1) and Very unattractive (+2). Kind pawns ignore other pawns looks so this is +1 metabolism and reduced wealth from colonists for free.
Awful Shooting (+2) and Great melee (-3) / Awful Melee (+2) and Great Shooting (-3). -1 metabolism for a +8 in your combat style of choice.
I think great melee is better since than you can then pick up nearsighted (+2) and strong melee damage (-2).
Alternatively you could go great shooting then pick hyper aggressive (+3) and weak melee (+1).
Strong stomach (-1) and Awful Cooking (+2). Grow only strawberries, you don’t need to cook them, pawns are fine with eating them raw, and no food poisoning because of strong stomach.
Cold or heat weakness (+1) depending on your biome. Free +1 since you aren’t going to have big troubles dealing with overheating much in the tundra or vice versa.
Going great shooting, awful plants (+2), and awful animals (+2) might be interesting in biomes with enough animals to support only hunting. Especially with a 50% hunger offset.
Other good standalone genes:
Superclotting(-1)
Very happy (-2)
Intense UV sensitivity (+4) if mountain base
Quick study (-3) +50% learning factor.
Major Cell instability (+4)
Psychically deaf (+2)
Robust (-2) gives tough trait.
Awful animals (+2)
As a side note, Tox resistance (-2) and Partial antitoxin lung (-1) are the two worst genes in the game. You’re either in a tile that’s dealing with pollution in which case you need full immunity, or you’re nowhere near pollution in which case it only helps against poisons and toxins gas.
2024.05.01 20:41 Professional_Prune11 Human Trauma II---Section Twenty Seven: Coyote Chewing on a Cigarette
Me Hoi Me Noi. I told yall I will be posting two to three chapters a week until we are done. now Reddit has been doing something odd, I can't edit my old posts to update the next tag. so chck the comments for the next button until further notice. if anyone knows a solution, lemme know. for now.....
Let's get this bread.
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"That son of a bitch actually was going to try to kill me," Martinez exclaimed, looking in sheer horror at the contents of Carol's duffle bag.
Martinez had some thoughts of what it might have contained, but nothing came close to this. The bag was essentially a kill kit you would see in the second-rate spy drama or some bad in the hollow flick: handcuffs, syringes, gloves, a jug of lye, bleach, a tarp, and some scalpels.
That was just what Martinez could immediately identify when opening the bag; there were dozens of technical marvels he had no concept of what they were for. The horrible reality that Martinez was facing only worsened when he dug past the tarp.
A knot formed in his throat, damn near gagging him when he realized what that taped-up plastic bag of gold and yellowish powder had to have been.
Visage.
How Kyroll, or anyone for that matter, was willing to use such a horrible substance was unfathomable. One whiff of this stuff, and you would forget the next several days, all while being so impressionable you would gladly chop your arm off if someone asked.
Martinez had seen plenty of people under the effects of this drug since working at the trauma center. None were ever stable, each usually near death or permanently maimed and across to the other side of the Galaxy from where they were drugged.
If Kyroll had a chance to use this on him, Martinez could easily have woken up on the far side of the galaxy. But if Kyroll was willing to use a drug like this to silence him, there was no doubt that he would main Martinez. Martinez likely would end up like Ruhinley: missing a limb, cold, and alone.
Pushing those dark thoughts aside, Martinez returned to the kit and continued looking through it. Just beneath the bag of Visage, there was another thing he did not recognize. It looked like wet granola shoved into a sandwich bag and soaked in oils.
But the colors were all wrong.
Instead of greys and browns, this was a mixture of deep reds, oranges, and purples. By look alone, it reminded him of wet cat food.
Whatever it was, it really didn't matter; it was going to get tossed out with everything else in this kit. Martinez was not going to give Kyroll a chance to use any of his preparations on him by scattering his equipment to the wind and booking it as fast as possible.
He could be home within a day or two; all he would have to do is manage to navigate back. Navigating back by hugging the roads would be easy enough, even if being in the semi-tundra would suck.
As quickly as possible Martinez draped one of the handles over his shoulder and fished the items out at random and began tossing them into the night, never to be found by Kyroll again.
Putting the kibosh on that horrible man's plan gave Martinez that warm and fuzzy feeling in his stomach. One, someone would only get it when they truly beat someone at their own game.
He hated to admit it, but Liza was right about Kyroll being no good, and now that Martinez had given the man a chance, he felt like an ass and realized that even trying was a horrible mistake.
All was going well until Martinez grabbed hold of the bag of kibble-like substance. It squelched and exploded oily juices onto his hand, soaking the bag through. He gagged from the overwhelming rot and decayed overflowing from the substance; as quickly as possible, Martinez chucked it off into the woods, pulling in every muscle possible, and oil dripped into a slick trail from where he stood off into the darkness.
Just as he grabbed the Visage, Martinez was stopped by a firm grip on his wrist. "Martinez, stop," Kyroll shouted, looking at Martinez in confusion and then down into the empty duffle bag covered in slick goo. "Do you have any idea what you've done?"
"Yeah, I stopped you from using this shit on me," Martinez yelled, shoving Kyroll back and throwing the bag of Visage off into the pond before turning back around and then glowering at the older man looking flabbergasted at him.
"Not that you stupid Vur---" Kyroll started but groaned and collapsed to the ground when Martinez brought a firm kick straight into his crotch.
"shut the fuck up, you sociopath," Martinez barked while Kyroll collapsed down and tried to stay steady with one hand, a task that was nearly impossible as he began to vomit, spewing bile and food slop in the snow.
As a man, Martinez, I felt the slightest twinge of sympathy for Kyroll. No one likes getting hit in the nuts, after all. But as a realist, he could not have cared less; a nutshot was the bare minimum that he deserved.
Kyroll gagged and attempted to look up towards Martinez. His hollow, red eyes were vapid, looking as if he deserved what he was getting and accepted it.
The older Aviex looked pathetic, and rightfully so. Anyone willing to use those drugs as a weapon was an enemy, and the Marines had taught Martinez what you do with enemies: you give them no quarter—and make them submit.
Martinez stepped forward to enjoy giving Kyroll what he deserved—a firm ass-kicking. " Get up!" he challenged.
Kyrol tried to get to his feet, pressing up and out of the snow, but the moment his legs found unstable purchase beneath him, Martinez drove a kick into the hunched man's diaphragm, knocking him back into the frost.
" I said get up!" Martinez barked before stomping down onto Kyroll’s back. Martinez's hefty size 12 boot was audible through the night.
Martinez quickly removed his foot and let Kyroll try to stand up—the keyword was try. No matter how the older man attempted to scramble away and regain his composure or however many times he broke his lips and attempted to mutter more lies, a swift boot, fist, or shove was given as an answer, keeping him on the ground, and adding uncountable contusions to his body.
"Come on, is this all you can do? Weren't you going to try to kill me?" Martinez roared, demanding challenge from the man.
"I don't want to fight you," Kyroll managed to squeeze through his teeth after recovering just enough from a hit, but he was still on all fours in the frost. “You have to listen to me."
If anything, his pleading made the situation worse, turning Martinez’s treatment from punishment to cruelty. That Kyroll did not want to fight back earned him a swift boot straight into his face, leaving an imprint across his forehead and cracking his nose like an egg, blood pouring out and into the snow, mixing with the vomiting and bile.
"I don't have to listen to shit from you," Martinez yelled while stepping off to the side a moment before driving a soccer ball kick straight into Kyroll, several of his ribs buckling and snapping underneath the force, leaving him supine and gasping like a fish out of water.
"You know I was more than happy to give you a fucking chance for the sake of your wife or your daughter," Martinez started as Carol lay there gasping for air. "But now I don't care anymore," Martinez continued, placing his boot firmly atop Kyrolls chest and grinding it against his ribs. “But you—you just had to not even extend a fucking olive branch back,”
Despite the apparent amount of pain Kyroll was in, he hadn’t even yelped once as Martinez thrashed him. Maybe it was a matter of adrenaline coursing through him, or Kyroll was legitimately just that much of a hard ass.
Either way, Martinez didn't have any of it.
Martinez pushed more of his weight onto his foot atop Kyroll’s chest, leaning in closer.
Air escaped Kyrolls lungs as the weight on him increased, making breathing all but impossible. "Unlike you, I'm not just going to kill someone and think that solves all of my fucking problems. But don't get it twisted here. I am not above hurting you."
Kyrolls gripped Martinez’s calf and pushed, alleviating the slightest amount of pressure, but he still made no attempt to fight back; he just kept himself breathing.
This was different from how Martinez pictured a confrontation between them. Yeah, Martinez was a decent fighter, But Kyroll was a former Special Forces operator and had more combat experience than Martinez could fathom. Kyroll was almost double his age but still should be able to put up a fight; it shouldn't be a one-sided beatdown. Something was off here. But in Martinez’s sadistic rage, that thought did not register.
Before Martinez could ponder the idea further, Kyroll lifted his leg just enough so he could croak out his warning.
"Run Away!"
"Run? Run from what you? Or is there something else out here that you planned also to try to kill me?” Martinez replied, gesturing around himself into the darkness and re-engaging his hold on Kyroll. " are your friends out there ready to blow my brains out now?"
Before Kyroll could elaborate on the dangers present a roar as loud as a jet fighter echoed through the night, shaking the timbers and rattling both to the core.
"From that," Kyroll assured, using the lapse in Martinez's focus to slip out and spit up from the ground, taking the chance to spit blood and a broken fang out his mouth. "That bag of Brigal rang the dinner bell,"
"For what?" Martinez replied, rushing past the fire to retrieve his rifle, understanding that an animal is more dangerous than a sentient—at least in a pinch.
Kyroll hoisted himself out of the snow, every muscle screaming and in agony, and began to limp to his tent to grab his rifle." Any Milurt within several days' walk," he answered plainly, not wanting any embellishment to make the danger they were in any less evident. It also helped because just breathing at this point was agony.
Kyroll wanted Martinez to feel like he wasn't much of a threat anymore and thusly took the thrashing he gave him. But in retrospect, with that bag of Milurt having been opened? He should have actually fought back, but either way, they still would be in the same situation, and if you had fought, they both would be wounded messes, not just him. So it did not matter.
"So what were you going to feed me to that thing?" Martinez said, checking for a round in the chamber. Upon seeing the small orange straight-wall caseless round, he sent the bolt home and continued to scan for wherever that roar came from.
Kyroll shrugged, knowing there was no point in explaining the details of the plan he had given up on. If they made it through this, he could explain his thought process to Martinez, but he knew very well that was a big if. For now, survival was the only thing that mattered.
limping as quickly as his battered body could, Kyroll moved past Martinez toward the trail leading the truc,k leaving the majority of his gear where it lay. They wouldn't need it, and gathering it would take too long. "Come on, we need to go,"
Martinez shot his hand out and grabbed Carroll's shoulder, earning him a venom-filled glare, ”You must be high if you think showing you anywhere."
“I'm not high, and you will follow me if you want to live," Kyroll argued, rolling his shoulder free of Martinez's grasp, continuing down the path, and starting a slow jog.
The millisecond, Martinez's hand was wrenched from Kyroll's shoulder, a roar louder than the first vibrated his teeth; looking off into the distance, Martinez couldn't see hide nor hair of what was creating those whaling roars.
But more joined the first two and quickly became a defiant chorus. Like watchmen on an old bastion's front, one after another rose up, calling for violence; the cacophony shook the bows, each new tone announcing they had joined the hunt.
Before long, Martinez couldn't even tell one from the other. There were dozens of them, likely stretching out hundreds of kilometers, all answering the call to find the liquid soaking his skin.
Deciding that survival was more important than their fight, Martinez pivoted and followed as quickly as possible. "Can't we scare them off like last time?"
"It wouldn't work,” Kyroll plainly replied. “Any of that that Brigal would have alerted them to kill anything nearby.”
Hearing that, Martinez paused, his heart as still as a statue while he looked down at his right arm glistening in the dim moonlight; his heart sank like a stone, understanding fully what Kyroll had just told him.
"I’m covered in it," Martinez admitted
Without even looking back to confirm, Kyroll took Martinez’s words as gospel accelerated from a jog into a full-bore run, his wounded body moving as quickly as possible as the wan moonlight would allow. " double time Doc, we have to move,"
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Let's get this bread.
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"That son of a bitch actually was going to try to kill me," Martinez exclaimed, looking in sheer horror at the contents of Carol's duffle bag.
Martinez had some thoughts of what it might have contained, but nothing came close to this. The bag was essentially a kill kit you would see in the second-rate spy drama or some bad in the hollow flick: handcuffs, syringes, gloves, a jug of lye, bleach, a tarp, and some scalpels.
That was just what Martinez could immediately identify when opening the bag; there were dozens of technical marvels he had no concept of what they were for. The horrible reality that Martinez was facing only worsened when he dug past the tarp.
A knot formed in his throat, damn near gagging him when he realized what that taped-up plastic bag of gold and yellowish powder had to have been.
Visage.
How Kyroll, or anyone for that matter, was willing to use such a horrible substance was unfathomable. One whiff of this stuff, and you would forget the next several days, all while being so impressionable you would gladly chop your arm off if someone asked.
Martinez had seen plenty of people under the effects of this drug since working at the trauma center. None were ever stable, each usually near death or permanently maimed and across to the other side of the Galaxy from where they were drugged.
If Kyroll had a chance to use this on him, Martinez could easily have woken up on the far side of the galaxy. But if Kyroll was willing to use a drug like this to silence him, there was no doubt that he would main Martinez. Martinez likely would end up like Ruhinley: missing a limb, cold, and alone.
Pushing those dark thoughts aside, Martinez returned to the kit and continued looking through it. Just beneath the bag of Visage, there was another thing he did not recognize. It looked like wet granola shoved into a sandwich bag and soaked in oils.
But the colors were all wrong.
Instead of greys and browns, this was a mixture of deep reds, oranges, and purples. By look alone, it reminded him of wet cat food.
Whatever it was, it really didn't matter; it was going to get tossed out with everything else in this kit. Martinez was not going to give Kyroll a chance to use any of his preparations on him by scattering his equipment to the wind and booking it as fast as possible.
He could be home within a day or two; all he would have to do is manage to navigate back. Navigating back by hugging the roads would be easy enough, even if being in the semi-tundra would suck.
As quickly as possible Martinez draped one of the handles over his shoulder and fished the items out at random and began tossing them into the night, never to be found by Kyroll again.
Putting the kibosh on that horrible man's plan gave Martinez that warm and fuzzy feeling in his stomach. One, someone would only get it when they truly beat someone at their own game.
He hated to admit it, but Liza was right about Kyroll being no good, and now that Martinez had given the man a chance, he felt like an ass and realized that even trying was a horrible mistake.
All was going well until Martinez grabbed hold of the bag of kibble-like substance. It squelched and exploded oily juices onto his hand, soaking the bag through. He gagged from the overwhelming rot and decayed overflowing from the substance; as quickly as possible, Martinez chucked it off into the woods, pulling in every muscle possible, and oil dripped into a slick trail from where he stood off into the darkness.
Just as he grabbed the Visage, Martinez was stopped by a firm grip on his wrist. "Martinez, stop," Kyroll shouted, looking at Martinez in confusion and then down into the empty duffle bag covered in slick goo. "Do you have any idea what you've done?"
"Yeah, I stopped you from using this shit on me," Martinez yelled, shoving Kyroll back and throwing the bag of Visage off into the pond before turning back around and then glowering at the older man looking flabbergasted at him.
"Not that you stupid Vur---" Kyroll started but groaned and collapsed to the ground when Martinez brought a firm kick straight into his crotch.
"shut the fuck up, you sociopath," Martinez barked while Kyroll collapsed down and tried to stay steady with one hand, a task that was nearly impossible as he began to vomit, spewing bile and food slop in the snow.
As a man, Martinez, I felt the slightest twinge of sympathy for Kyroll. No one likes getting hit in the nuts, after all. But as a realist, he could not have cared less; a nutshot was the bare minimum that he deserved.
Kyroll gagged and attempted to look up towards Martinez. His hollow, red eyes were vapid, looking as if he deserved what he was getting and accepted it.
The older Aviex looked pathetic, and rightfully so. Anyone willing to use those drugs as a weapon was an enemy, and the Marines had taught Martinez what you do with enemies: you give them no quarter—and make them submit.
Martinez stepped forward to enjoy giving Kyroll what he deserved—a firm ass-kicking. " Get up!" he challenged.
Kyrol tried to get to his feet, pressing up and out of the snow, but the moment his legs found unstable purchase beneath him, Martinez drove a kick into the hunched man's diaphragm, knocking him back into the frost.
" I said get up!" Martinez barked before stomping down onto Kyroll’s back. Martinez's hefty size 12 boot was audible through the night.
Martinez quickly removed his foot and let Kyroll try to stand up—the keyword was try. No matter how the older man attempted to scramble away and regain his composure or however many times he broke his lips and attempted to mutter more lies, a swift boot, fist, or shove was given as an answer, keeping him on the ground, and adding uncountable contusions to his body.
"Come on, is this all you can do? Weren't you going to try to kill me?" Martinez roared, demanding challenge from the man.
"I don't want to fight you," Kyroll managed to squeeze through his teeth after recovering just enough from a hit, but he was still on all fours in the frost. “You have to listen to me."
If anything, his pleading made the situation worse, turning Martinez’s treatment from punishment to cruelty. That Kyroll did not want to fight back earned him a swift boot straight into his face, leaving an imprint across his forehead and cracking his nose like an egg, blood pouring out and into the snow, mixing with the vomiting and bile.
"I don't have to listen to shit from you," Martinez yelled while stepping off to the side a moment before driving a soccer ball kick straight into Kyroll, several of his ribs buckling and snapping underneath the force, leaving him supine and gasping like a fish out of water.
"You know I was more than happy to give you a fucking chance for the sake of your wife or your daughter," Martinez started as Carol lay there gasping for air. "But now I don't care anymore," Martinez continued, placing his boot firmly atop Kyrolls chest and grinding it against his ribs. “But you—you just had to not even extend a fucking olive branch back,”
Despite the apparent amount of pain Kyroll was in, he hadn’t even yelped once as Martinez thrashed him. Maybe it was a matter of adrenaline coursing through him, or Kyroll was legitimately just that much of a hard ass.
Either way, Martinez didn't have any of it.
Martinez pushed more of his weight onto his foot atop Kyroll’s chest, leaning in closer.
Air escaped Kyrolls lungs as the weight on him increased, making breathing all but impossible. "Unlike you, I'm not just going to kill someone and think that solves all of my fucking problems. But don't get it twisted here. I am not above hurting you."
Kyrolls gripped Martinez’s calf and pushed, alleviating the slightest amount of pressure, but he still made no attempt to fight back; he just kept himself breathing.
This was different from how Martinez pictured a confrontation between them. Yeah, Martinez was a decent fighter, But Kyroll was a former Special Forces operator and had more combat experience than Martinez could fathom. Kyroll was almost double his age but still should be able to put up a fight; it shouldn't be a one-sided beatdown. Something was off here. But in Martinez’s sadistic rage, that thought did not register.
Before Martinez could ponder the idea further, Kyroll lifted his leg just enough so he could croak out his warning.
"Run Away!"
"Run? Run from what you? Or is there something else out here that you planned also to try to kill me?” Martinez replied, gesturing around himself into the darkness and re-engaging his hold on Kyroll. " are your friends out there ready to blow my brains out now?"
Before Kyroll could elaborate on the dangers present a roar as loud as a jet fighter echoed through the night, shaking the timbers and rattling both to the core.
"From that," Kyroll assured, using the lapse in Martinez's focus to slip out and spit up from the ground, taking the chance to spit blood and a broken fang out his mouth. "That bag of Brigal rang the dinner bell,"
"For what?" Martinez replied, rushing past the fire to retrieve his rifle, understanding that an animal is more dangerous than a sentient—at least in a pinch.
Kyroll hoisted himself out of the snow, every muscle screaming and in agony, and began to limp to his tent to grab his rifle." Any Milurt within several days' walk," he answered plainly, not wanting any embellishment to make the danger they were in any less evident. It also helped because just breathing at this point was agony.
Kyroll wanted Martinez to feel like he wasn't much of a threat anymore and thusly took the thrashing he gave him. But in retrospect, with that bag of Milurt having been opened? He should have actually fought back, but either way, they still would be in the same situation, and if you had fought, they both would be wounded messes, not just him. So it did not matter.
"So what were you going to feed me to that thing?" Martinez said, checking for a round in the chamber. Upon seeing the small orange straight-wall caseless round, he sent the bolt home and continued to scan for wherever that roar came from.
Kyroll shrugged, knowing there was no point in explaining the details of the plan he had given up on. If they made it through this, he could explain his thought process to Martinez, but he knew very well that was a big if. For now, survival was the only thing that mattered.
limping as quickly as his battered body could, Kyroll moved past Martinez toward the trail leading the truc,k leaving the majority of his gear where it lay. They wouldn't need it, and gathering it would take too long. "Come on, we need to go,"
Martinez shot his hand out and grabbed Carroll's shoulder, earning him a venom-filled glare, ”You must be high if you think showing you anywhere."
“I'm not high, and you will follow me if you want to live," Kyroll argued, rolling his shoulder free of Martinez's grasp, continuing down the path, and starting a slow jog.
The millisecond, Martinez's hand was wrenched from Kyroll's shoulder, a roar louder than the first vibrated his teeth; looking off into the distance, Martinez couldn't see hide nor hair of what was creating those whaling roars.
But more joined the first two and quickly became a defiant chorus. Like watchmen on an old bastion's front, one after another rose up, calling for violence; the cacophony shook the bows, each new tone announcing they had joined the hunt.
Before long, Martinez couldn't even tell one from the other. There were dozens of them, likely stretching out hundreds of kilometers, all answering the call to find the liquid soaking his skin.
Deciding that survival was more important than their fight, Martinez pivoted and followed as quickly as possible. "Can't we scare them off like last time?"
"It wouldn't work,” Kyroll plainly replied. “Any of that that Brigal would have alerted them to kill anything nearby.”
Hearing that, Martinez paused, his heart as still as a statue while he looked down at his right arm glistening in the dim moonlight; his heart sank like a stone, understanding fully what Kyroll had just told him.
"I’m covered in it," Martinez admitted
Without even looking back to confirm, Kyroll took Martinez’s words as gospel accelerated from a jog into a full-bore run, his wounded body moving as quickly as possible as the wan moonlight would allow. " double time Doc, we have to move,"
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2024.05.01 05:53 CrazedManiacRPG Yandere Research Project/Deep Psychology of Deep, True, Pure, Genuine Love Part 2
 | Why Yandere Are Attractive submitted by CrazedManiacRPG to yandere [link] [comments] \"In Madness there is Beauty, and the Yandere Personality has Both\" Of the many reasons to be attracted to yandere women, I felt I needed to list the reasons I’m attracted as it will help contribute to a better understanding of the yandere women and why they are attractive.
\"She will never leave you, EVER\" First Date Ideas/Date Ideas 1. Make a bonding activity out of it. Prepare food together for a picnic in a nice park or outdoor area. Just be sure and bring your Tazer or other means of self defense. Wouldn’t want quality time interrupted. 2. Visit a bakery 3. Pick an event you both like 4. Go shopping for new clothes 5. Go to one of those fun park places with mini golf and go karts 6. Visit some historic buildings or local attractions in your area. 7. Spend time at one of your places of dwelling and learn more about each other 8. Go to a nearby ice cream shop and make a date out of it right then 9. Go to a Bookstore or your local Barnes and Noble Treat the opportunity of meeting your love interest as a once and rare opportunity. Be lovingly aggressive in getting the phone number of your love interest. By this I mean when you are out in public, the person you see today likely won’t ever be at that same location tomorrow. So, when you see them, talk to them, show interest, and get their number immediately. Reasons To NOT have a “best friend” or pets 1. That “best friend” would use up valuable time and resources you should spend on your Yandere lady 2. That “best friend” may try to steal away a love interest (over the years I heard about this happening to people where the best friend would steal someones woman or man.) 3. The likelihood of a “best friend” betraying you is rather high. 4. They’re a distraction 5. They would make the Yandere jealous 6. The Yandere would likely tell you to stop talking to them.Don’t have pets. These same reasons would apply. So, best friends and pets are a NO. It’s much better to have only a few quality Good friends. Keep more personal things like love interest relationships private! Have Respect and privacy on those matters. After all, certain things may happen that must be left unspoken and kept silent. Example: Rivals suddenly getting scared and moving to a different country. However, you must note you'll be spending more time with your Yandere. Friends will have to take a back seat as she is far more important than they are. Also, take care of your health and heart. Here is a link to some heart healthy foods: https://www.healthline.com/nutrition/heart-healthy-foods https://preview.redd.it/soyzqudghqxc1.jpg?width=1035&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c0984d466900c885ec674348f7c38b4728042a79 Tiers and Types Of Yandere Core elements here are Love, Dedication, Obsession, Devotion, Loyalty, Honesty, Kindness, and Possessiveness. Fledgling yandere are in their budding stage. Jealous and sometimes taking too long to pursue their love interest. In some cases, a year and miss the opportunity. Suggestion: Be direct and confess to your love interest. Helpful post #1 by yerederetaliria: https://www.reddit.com/yandere/comments/1cai27j/my_current_status/ Helpful post #2 by yerederetaliria: https://www.reddit.com/yandere/comments/1bd5xnn/how_i_was_able_to_be_seen_and_not_seen_stalking/ Motivational for Fledgling Yandere is located below: "Don't Give Up! Don't You Give Up! Why are you quitting there? Just try a little bit harder! No! No! No! Don't Give Up! Think of all the people around you and all the people cheering you on! You're almost there! Look at me, it's -10 degrees and I'm here harvesting asiatic clams! You Just Have To Try! You will Surely Accomplish Your Goal! That's why you should... NEVER GIVE UP!!! -Eurobeat Intensifies, Fledgling Yandere does a speed run to become a top tier in 3 months- Matsuoka Shuzo Never Give Up Motivational + Super Dragon: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xrK1BBr-27w If I was able to turn things around for myself in 3 months, You can do it too! You just need to isolate the bad memories, wall them off, and replace them with good ones. Don't listen to the bad memories, listen to the people who care about you, who are kind to you, who believe in you. I will believe in you even if no one else will! Beginner yandere are in the beginnings of their blossoming stage. More skilled at observation and pursuing their love interest than fledglings. Upon further research, beginners seem to be able to obtain their love interest in roughly 6-8 months of hard work. Persistent hard work as they are regularly observing their love interest as any Yandere would, yet perhaps more often because they are learning and also taking very many notes down. Intermediate yandere are in mid bloom and are really starting to blossom with their observation, tracking, and dedication. At this stage they are really developing their personality and furthering themselves to become better for their love interest. Potency of affection, love, dedication, devotion, loyalty, honesty, kindness, and possessiveness. Here they are rapidly increasing in potency and becoming significantly stronger than they were even in the beginner stage. They are actively further honing their senses, sight, hearing, etc. Better awareness. Intermediate Yandere appear to be able to obtain their love interest in as little as 3-4 months of observation and planning. This is half the time it takes for a beginner. Elevated yandere. Here we are seeing the yandere in near full bloom as they have been actively refining and bettering themselves. From awareness to personality, planning, social skill, observation, etc. the elevated yandere is noticeably more adept and skilled at doing everything. At this point, their stare is noticeably different in potency from previous levels. It is likely they have refined their “problem solving skills” and have better “tools”. At this stage, it seems to only take them 2 1/2 to 3 months to obtain their love interest. Possessiveness starts to become a factor from this level and upward. The higher their level of madness, the more possessive they are. However, there is still the factor that Yandere may remain obsessive but not be possessive in the context of possessive keeping their love interest locked away. Top Tier Yandere. At this point, the Yandere is in full bloom. From personality, to observation, planning, tracking, problem solving, tools, etc. The stare is top tier at this point, quite attractive, and also intimidating. Tools of persuasion are also actively in use here and used as needed. Tazers would be a good example. At this stage, any rivals are being scared away far more frequently than previous stages of development. Top Tier Yandere can usually obtain their love interest in roughly 1 1/2 to 2 months or less. Super Yandere. In order for a super to occur, some significant event must have happened. It could vary from someone who threatened their love interest, to a previous love interest cheating on them. Or even some cases to where people were mean to them way too much on a regular basis. The stare of a super is also significantly more attractive and intimidating than a top tier. Everything about them is far more powerful than a top tier Yandere. Another thing to note about the super is their observation and tracking skills are very well honed and refined. They will find you. Given their level of skill, they can obtain their love interest in as little as 4 weeks. Once they set their sights on you, you are theirs and you don’t have a choice in the matter, just like every other stage. Yet with a super, this is on a higher level. Ultra Yandere. For an Ultra to occur, some very bad and serious things must have happened at the Super stage. For example, 2 love interests could have cheated on the yandere. As a result, the love interests that cheated have “disappeared” Maybe they left the country, or maybe something else happened. The stare that an ultra has is highly attractive, intimidating, and can even be terrifying and will scare even the bravest people. They do not mess around and are not someone you want to make mad. If you thought things about halloween were scary, an ultra makes a haunted house look like a sweet little cupcake. Their levels of dominance, intelligence, love, loyalty, tracking, observation, devotion, dedication, perception, obsession, etc. are unmatched. Don’t ever make one of these women mad or you’ll be in an absolute terror show and that itself may very well be an understatement. Given the very high level these women are at, they can obtain their love interest in as little as 1-2 weeks. They are highly unpredictable, even more so than every other tier of yandere. The ultra is also the rarest of yandere. If you are the 3rd love interest (because the other two screwed up and cheated) You better be loyal, kind, honest, understanding, and ready to reciprocate and genuinely love her back. Transparency in a relationship is important, regardless of what relationship or what level a yandere is at. Conclusion: Trust, loyalty, honesty, and communication are critically important factors in a relationship. The Ultra Yandere became that way because previous people screwed up. When she picks you, you must comply out of respect for her love and also for sake of your survival. She wants/needs your love. Ultra Yandere Women will test even the bravest of individuals. Yet, you should know that with risk comes reward as she will love you like no one else can. I have tried finding more information on this tier of yandere but have not been able to. Other information about them is unknown. Submissive Yandere - Please be very very careful with the way you word things to Her. Be VERY Careful as this lady would do anything for you. Submissive women are very delicate and rare. They are beautiful and tender hearted flowers that have blossomed despite the rocky path they have bloomed upon with how life has been for them. So, do be kind, understanding, and take those extra moments to word things better and think before you say something. If you are upset about something, talk to them about it but be mindful of what you say and how you word things. The submissive Yandere is very delicate, so please treat with care, love, understanding, and kindness like you would any other yandere and take extra care with this one. Think about it from her perspective, something traumatizing must have happened to make her this way, please be kind and gentle to this delicate flower of a lady and shower her with love and affection regularly as you would in any relationship with a lady. Yet also be mindful she is still Yandere. There may be cases of extreme jealousy the more she loves you, this is normal. Jealousy with yandere is normal and very healthy. I think it’s cute because they care and love you so much that they don’t want other women getting near you and rightly so. It is for your own good after all, plus you have Her so you don’t need any other female company. Give special attention to this variant of yandere, extra headpats, hugs, comfort her when she is sad, etc. and when the time comes ask her about raising a family (intimacy needed for that obviously) and be gentle. Take care of her, I know I would. You and her are a team. With how things are these days, both in a couple need to work, yet there also needs to be balance in taking care of your offspring. Marshmallow Yandere - These ladies love to latch onto, hug, touch, and spend time with their love interest whenever possible. Much like any Yandere but more often and more potent. Further investigation of the psychological and other data points to them having elevated levels of Serotonin and a much more active “sex drive” for lack of better words. If you had planned to go to the store or the bank on your day off, think again. She loves to cuddle. If she is already latched onto you and you try to get out of bed, you aren’t going anywhere. Essentially, they are the Teddy Bear variant of yandere. When they find their love interest, they are overly forward and happy. This suggests an overactive prefrontal cortex (positive emotions and empathy). She will persuade you to go out with her immediately to start the relationship and won’t take no for an answer. Initially, you won’t even know she is yandere. Marshmallow is also referring to their body type as well which is cute and soft. They are usually chubby, soft, cuddly, fuller figured, and have a weakness for sweets. Height and body type vary like it does with anyone. However, With the added serotonin and “sex drive” this also makes them extremely jealous which also suggests an overactive amygdala (jealousy, anger). Overly jealous and protective, more so than other variants of yandere. Terror factor of an angered marshmallow can rival an ultra. To some that may sound humorous but I'm being serious. "Mercy mercy, puddin' pie, you've got something that money can't buy!" -Tweedle Dee by Lavern Baker Here is a helpful link on emotions: https://www.smorescience.com/which-part-of-the-brain-controls-emotions/ If you try to get away, she will pull you back. If you find yourself with a Marshmallow yandere that is both plush and tall, then I hope you’ve been getting plenty of exercise and taking calcium and glucosamine chondroitin for your bones and joints. I don’t think I need to elaborate further. What's that? You require further elaboration? https://i.redd.it/b403bv8khqxc1.gif \"Madness Is A Way Of Life\" "Madness" Yandere: This variation of the Yandere is the literal embodiment/incarnation of Insanity. Terror factor surpasses an Ultra or even an angry Marshmallow. (I know it's hard not to laugh here, but I'm being serious) The Madness Yandere has levels of insanity that could potentially scare other Yandere. Highly unpredictable, spontaneous, ultra paranoid, and overly observant. If provoked, ultra violent. There are mood fluctuations with this one. One moment she could be singing and baking brownies, the next thing you know you walk in on her and she pulls out the tazer, stares at you to scare you and says something like "Do you still feel the spark between us? You better because if you don't the results will be Shocking." Never a dull moment with this one. Other times she'll be sweet, adorable, and calm. This occurs when she needs to make a good impression to her love interests family. This suggests an earlier time of innocence that was interrupted by severe psychological trauma that she never recovered from. Upon further inspection, like other yandere this one does respond very well to love, praise, and deep felt compassion in understanding her suffering. Shower her with love, affection, and appreciate her madness. The things this Yandere says are actually quite funny. For example, you just got married to her and the wedding finished. Off you go to the car with her and then she shoves you in it with a wide grin on her face and insane eyes and says "Drive me to the hotel and f*** me!" Hilarious. When she does run out of energy or is tired, she usually mellows down. Eventually, she may develop a somewhat calmer demeanor when your love gets deep enough. That however is very rare. Crazy is as Crazy does and bless her this is Madness done right. There may be some very emotional moments when you tell her how much you care about her and that whatever trauma she went through, you're here for her because she didn't deserve that pain. In those tender moments, she may cry in your arms. Comfort her. Insanity and humor appear to be her way of coping with intense psychological trauma. While also the most insane, she is also the most innocent. Treat her well with love, compassion, empathy, kindness, and understanding (as you should with any type of yandere) She's also the type who would do things like use a baseball bat to smack an assailant in the face and then say "Home Run!" Oh and just a reminder, since she can be ultra violent when provoked, make sure you don't have any other ladies phone numbers, that's a big NO (as it is with any yandere in regards to this matter) and no lewd images or questionable "magazines" none of that. Cherish every moment with her because madness makes the world go round and for her it is a way of life. "Madness is a way of life" Gloom Yandere/Gloom Gal Yandere - An archetype of Yandere, usually having pale skin, dark hair, and a gloomy, dark, or even scary appearance but in a cute and/or beautiful way. Categories that fit, emo, goth, loner. The library lady that’s into ghosts, paranormal, and other mysterious things. Witch? Wiccan? Happy Halloween? Gloom Gals. Picture Examples below. The attraction of the Gloom Yandere is mainly due to their psychological disposition, personality, and their sense of style. Their appeal is in their mind and mysteriousness. When you factor in how many of us have experienced the darker part of life against our will, it makes absolute sense to be attracted to these types of women because they would understand us as we would also understand them. They are the most interesting and also potentially the most terrifying. That is part of their appeal, it is another element that makes them attractive. High levels of bravery may confuse them and build trust. I'm really brave, so I can definitely say this sounds like fun just like any other variant of yandere. It is quite fascinating how there are different variants coming from the same core psyche of mind. Attraction to the Gloom Gal Yandere is for a multitude of reasons. The main one being personality, and the other being that I find their gloomy appearance quite beautiful and mysterious. A Fascination if you will to as of how they can be so interesting, scary, yet loving, and in another sense have a calming appearance. Or at least I find them soothing. What about You? Gloom Yandere Variant 1 Gloom Yandere Variant 2 Gloom Yandere Variant 3 Most Yandere are non-violent. They just want to settle down with the one they love, raise a family, and make the world a better place in their own way. “Society” has misunderstood them. While there are more aggressive Yandere, it will vary if they are violent or not. Personality, experiences, and how people treated them will factor into this. Yandere must be seen in a positive light. They are amazing and brave people and a source of good and justice. They are miracles, beacons of warmth and hope in this cold world, have endured hardship and suffering just like you and I or even worse. Should they take interest in you and both you and them are right for eachother, you should feel honored and humbled. They took the time out of their day to care about you. Love unending that is true, pure, genuine, and burns brighter and more passionately than any fire, ember, or even an inferno. They are truly legends among women. Some of them may be overly shy or even have trouble communicating, their experiences and things that happened made them the way they are. Deep down they are really good people. They need love, kindness, and understanding. The Yandere have been through so much and deserve that happiness, they deserve that deep love to be reciprocated, to raise a family with their beloved. You must believe in them and continue to believe in them, even when no one else will because they are worth it and always have been. It’s really important to be yourself as you truly are. Both must love one another for who they are. There’s always time for self improvement, yet you must make sure you like them for who they are first. It is very important that you understand the weight the words “I love you” carry as the yandere takes this seriously and literally. A deep emotional connection with the yandere and both of you loving eachother for who you are is really important. This will plant the seed which will start the roots to even deeper love. Their love for you is undeniably genuine. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so whether you are a Yandere woman that is in some way “scary, gloomy, creepy, or more potent than Yandere” like that manga. Know there are those that find this attractive and in other ways quite welcoming and adorable. |
2024.05.01 02:20 Ok-FillitUp Consistency over Perfection - Is that a cop out or a reasonable approach?
 | What’s UP Guys and Gals! Greetings from the Tundra 🥶 “First time caller.. Long time listener.” submitted by Ok-FillitUp to carnivorediet [link] [comments] So.. for the last year I’ve been a carnivore voyeur (just for the articles, promise), trying to learn as much as I can from every type of starting point (aside from being fat) that I could. And to be honest, every story and reel / post I see, brings me true happiness for what these people have accomplished. Kicking the demons. Finding purpose. And starting life. But for me, as much as I want to start!!! - I keep going back and forth with my “Why.” I have all the required gumption (I’m fat, my body hurts and I feel like I look like eating is a perpetual contest), but the reason no other life-changing hack lasted in the past was.. I always hell bent on perfection over “just fucking-do itism” - and I don’t want that this time. I don’t want there to be a “Second Time” - I want this to be My Tranformation. My real one. So with that vulnerability my dear internet friends, I wanted to ask: is shooting for consistency first before dialing in perfection a cop out and should I just do the hard stuff now? As I’m writing this: M/290; MAIN GOAL - Fat / Weight Loss; then mental, then health, yada yada yada. But first and foremost it’s the weight. I think once that ball starts rolling, dialing in further restrictions for further blessings won’t seem as daunting. PICTURE: The reason for the picture above is this is what I have in my pantry and what I bought to add to my coffee. I currently drink between 3-4 cups a day, with heavy cream and a scoop of that. MEALS: My meals have been 80/20 frozen beef patties (all I have access to at the moment), Tillamook cheddar, eggs every now and then (they currently make me bloat.. which is disappointing) and these lovely coffee/cream/scoop delights. CONCLUSION: I really just wanted to make my first post and ask everyone here what they thought. If my main focus is fat/weight loss and I have access to the above foods - is this a good start for my “Consistency vs Perfection” - or would a true Lion Diet be the best fit (for all of the obvious reasons)? Thank you for all for your time. 🤓 |
2024.04.30 22:23 Son_of_Sanguinius1 Some lore points ive written for my chapter recently
- The Twin Sentinels - The Twin Sentinels are the two relic dreadnoughts (Contemptor Pattern Dreadnought and Contemptor Incaendius Pattern Dreadnought) who guard the main hall of the chapters fortress monastery and the main hall of the flagship of the Knights Angelicus. Their names are Hans Schütz who pilots the relic Contemptor and his twim biological brother Matthias Schütz who pilots the Contemptor Incaendius. The two brothers are commonly seen in two alcoves on each side of the entrance into the Inner Sanctums of the Fortress Monastery and the Flagship. Alongside them are groups of techmarines attending to any damage or repairs they need. While the twin dreadnoughts are the guardians of the area. They do often accompany the first order into battle.
- Forging Weapons and Armor - Blacksmithing is a common thing for people of Sakanna to do. Its even how the Knights Angelicus fight off the Red Thirst. Much like how other chapters of the blood do art and sing. The Knights forge personal weapons and armor and add their own personal details to them. Because of this it is not uncommon for melee weapons wielded by the astartes of the chapter to be forged by their own hands. This also goes for stuff like helmets and daggers and its even known that they tend to engrave personal details onto their armor to show their story. Its also common for each weapon forged by a member of the chapter to have tiny details on each forged weapon or suit of armor that shows who forged it. This also helps them mix the mineral "Lastrite" into the weapons during the forging process which ovetime helps the astartes make sure the mineral is mixed in good enough and in the correct way so their blades flames can be used in battle
- Chamber of Blades - The Chamber of Blades was a tradition from the ancient history of the people of Sakanna called "Der Angriff der Krieger" in the Sakannic language and "The Warriors Charge"in low gothic. Back in those days it was common for the warriors to hang the blades of fallen comrades from the ceiling of a specific room and would carve their names into the wall. Overtime the Knights Angelicus would start to include this tradition in the rituals of the chapter. The chamber itself is made up of black colored stone walls with tens of thousands of names engraved onto it with the names itself gilded with bright and polished sakannic gold thats been melted down and then poured into each name. Alongside this are tens of thousands of broken swords, axes, knifes, spears hanging from the ceiling connected to chains made of durable Adamantium mined from the mountains of Sakanna. Each of these broken blades are engraved with the name and deeds of the blades user and then gilded with melted down Sakannic Gold which is a much brighter and more durable gold found on the coastal areas of Sakanna and used for decorative purposes. The chamber is then watched over and patrolled by the Black Knights of the chapter who serve as the caretakers, wardens, and watcher of the chamber. It is also common for members of the chapter to use the chamber to contact with former members of the chapter to be given any sort of advice or help from their spirits. It also serves as a motivational tool for the members of the chapter.
- Bells of the Damned - Once a tradition amongst the people of Sakanna. The bells of the damned were originally a pair of bells in various kingdoms that were rung when a knight was told to go on a mission. Once the Knights Angelicus make their chapter apart of the world. They took this amongst other traditions. Instead of what the kingdoms used them for. The bells were rung whenever a battle brother was inducted into the death company or whenever the Death Company were taken into battle.
- Warrior Born of Vengeance - A figure of legend and mystery who came to be known as "The Black Knight" is said to be a marine whose unit was massacred and he was the sole survivor who was hunted down and killed and after decades a marine who beared the exact same suit of armor wasreported to be seen and was said to have gained the look of an astartes in ghostly black armor and robes. Legend states that he hunts the souls of the traitors who killed his brothers in the warp as a being of vengeance incarnate. Several reports have sighted him on battlefields he fought on many times in the midst of fighting and causing the enemies especially chaos ones to be spooked before disappeared. His appearance is hard for many people who witnessed him to describe. For the most part its consistently stated that nothing below his waist is visible as its covered by a ghostly smoke that seems to make his bottom half transparent in various areas but still retains a slight leg shape. But as is stated most of his body is covered by smoke. The other details that have been reported is smoke blowing out of various holes and gashes on his armor. Legend has it this is the damage he suffered when his squad was ambushed and when he was hunted down. The only part that has any color is the very faded chapter symbol on his shoulder pad. Its also stated he bears dark black robes that bear many gashes and tears in them. This knight of legend stalks the warp and various battlefields wanting to enact the revenge for his dead brothers lives seeking to fullfill his oath of vengeance
- Kingdom of Cataria - Laying inbetween the cold and freezing mountains of the northern regions of Sakanna. The Kingdom of Cataria is led by Duke Leopold Brandt, His wife Duchess Charlotte Brandt, and their two sons Lords Wilhelm and Otto Brandt. Due to the kingdoms location they make a very strong and sturdy group of citizens. This is reflected in their military. Where each soldier can be seen to have excerised their body and fighting skills to perfection due to this they show an exemplary toughness and strength. But their location also comes with issues of itself. Such as having limited areas to farm to combat this issue. The farmers have started placing rows of torches and or laterns to melt a large enough area to farm after they do this. They plant enough food and supplies to last them as well as enough for their troops.
- The Darkened Forest - A large forest inbetween two mountain ranges of Sakanna. This forest has been the host of many wars and battles and has been believed to be haunted by the ghosts of the very warriors who died in the forest and travelers have reported hearing the sounds of swords clashing and fighting. The forest itself gained its name from the fact it seems to be in an eternal darkness which is caused by the very thick branches and leaves of the highest level of foliage which blocks sunlight though it does not block the abnormally large amount of rain which seems to be due to the two mountain ranges surrounding the forest which makes any trip through the forest a very mud filled and dirty one.
- The Screaming Peaks - The largest set of mountains on the surface of Sakanna it provides many villages and towns with food, protection, and area to thrive. The way the mountains have been shaped by nature makes the wind that flows through its valleys sound like an endless scream which gave the range its name. There is also records that on the highest peaks signs of the dragons have been seen and occasionally the sign of astartes tending to the dens in the highest peaks of the range. The mountains also house one of the many knightly orders "The Knights of the Tundra" these knights are commonly seen patrolling the walls that line the entrances to the range as guards and watchers. Commonly seen are convoys of traders and merchants going from location to location as well as groups of cattle moving among fields
Hope u enjoy the read. More is coming soon :))
2024.04.30 19:54 Aliceinus Help for my sweet kitty, Ellie
 | My loving kitty , 15 yrs old, has stopped eating and drinking. Until about 3 weeks ago she ate well and drank a lot of water, too. She has inflammatory bowel so I had found food years ago that she would eat. Wet and dry. Merrick duck, rabbit and whitefish. Also Solid Gold Quail. No problems at all. She was even a little overweight by a pound or 2. So three weeks ago she quit eating and drinking. She had seen a vet about a month before that and was updated on vaccines (FeLv, rabies and FVRCP). After about 4 days of not eating, I brought her back to the vet. They took blood, urine sample, etc. She was a little dehydrated so they infused some fluids, too. The blood work came back normal. 4 days later the urine sample was also negative for any problems. I've spent over $100 trying different foods, which is hard. There are only so many types of meat she can eat. She likes the Origen Tundra treats (venison, wild boar, duck, lamb and goat). Even then she'll only eat about 4 treats and quit. She lacks the gravy from different foods but doesn't eat the pieces. She's eaten may 1/2 cup of dry food. I even bout her a water fountain but she hasn't touched it after 3 weeks. Can anyone help me with what I can do? She's lost a little weight but her behavior is pretty close to how she's always been. Lazy, not very curious anymore, sleeps a lot. submitted by Aliceinus to catcare [link] [comments] |