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2024.05.14 12:26 SilverJoxxer 19 {M4F} Europe/Online Will you be the check to my mate?
Very silly, but regardless!!
I'm a bit nerdy (with glasses obviously), with a little extra weight, 6'1 183 cm tall, into computers and gaming, into movies and anime/manga, as well as listening to music! I can also cook and bake really well, and am really passionate about learning and trying out new things!
I'm really bad at intros (being an introvert is hilariously funny), but if I somehow catch your eye hmu! I'll answer any questions you'd have about me and all!
I don't exactly care about appearances, and all that matters to me is that you're easy to talk to, and have an amazing personality!!
Although I would prefer it more if you'd be from Europe or around it, but I don't mind LDR in the slightest!
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I'm a bit nerdy (with glasses obviously), with a little extra weight, 6'1 183 cm tall, into computers and gaming, into movies and anime/manga, as well as listening to music! I can also cook and bake really well, and am really passionate about learning and trying out new things!
I'm really bad at intros (being an introvert is hilariously funny), but if I somehow catch your eye hmu! I'll answer any questions you'd have about me and all!
I don't exactly care about appearances, and all that matters to me is that you're easy to talk to, and have an amazing personality!!
Although I would prefer it more if you'd be from Europe or around it, but I don't mind LDR in the slightest!
2024.05.14 12:26 Bezbozny The true purpose of "Maintaining normalcy", and how the foundation defines "Normalcy"[Long post]
So as the SCP world grows larger, with ever more anomalies of all types found in all places and all times popping up, I've heard people question, how does the SCP foundation keep maintaining normalcy? Furthermore, why do they feel the need to at this point?
Well the real reason is of course a storytelling one. The "Masquerade" is a well worn trope. Magical worlds hidden behind a veil of secrecy within our own familiar world has a vast narrative utility, not the least of which that it gives the reader a sense that the fantastic world could be real, fantastic things being intentionally kept just out of sight, allowing them to more deeply immerse themselves into the narrative (I know there's kids out there who genuinely were disappointed when their Hogwarts letter didn't come).
But also, this trope was invented in a time where we didn't all have cameras in our pockets with the ability to instantly transmit anything we want to the whole world, which keeps progressively making the very idea of a hidden world ever more ridiculous. Frankly, it can feel like the only reason we still use that narrative device is because it's only been about a generation since society and culture changed in that way and we're still getting used to the idea and still in the process of trying to come up with new story telling devices that take it into account.
At this point, due to these changes in culture and technology, a lot of peoples suspension of disbelief is being stretched to the breaking point on the whole "Masquerade" thing, So I think we need a further explanation as to how and why one could be maintained in the contemporary world, lest we abandon it as a dead horse trope.
But before figuring out logical ways a masquerade could be maintained and why, the question I want to know is "How do the people of this world even know what 'normalcy' is?"
We know what normalcy is. It's just the world and it's laws of physics as they are. Gravity, electro magnetism, chemistry, etc. All studied, all replicable by the scientific method (if proper methods are being used). But in these other worlds, magic and the paranormal are baked into their laws of physics. So why don't they see those things as normal? How have they somehow coincidentally drawn a line in the sand that separates half of their universe physical laws onto one side called "paranormal", and the other half onto a side called "Normal", with the normal side somehow coincidentally lining up with our worlds laws of physics?
I think the answer to that could be the answer to the rest. And that answer is "Belief has power". The act of simply believing things has the ability to effect reality, generate energy, be used as a weapon, etc. It's normal for large and powerful governing entities having the desire to regulate dangerous and powerful things. In our world it's things like lethal weapons and nuclear energy, but in the SCP world "Belief" is the powerful and dangerous thing they need to regulate. The act of enforcing "Normalcy" is effectively recognizing that everyone is a reality bender on some level, and that their beliefs could be the equivalent of anywhere from a gun to a nuclear bomb. And so sets of beliefs have been devised by the powers that be, through trial and error, that when they are believed they don't result in the people who believe them developing unpredictable cataclysmic psychic/magical powers that could challenge those powers that be. And the version of "normalcy" they have invented, the set of ideas they brainwash the public into believing in order to minimize the growth of psychic powers within that population, happens to coincide with our realities laws of physics.
But maybe it's not all "Evil government wants to hoard all the power for themselves". Maybe there is an actual good reason to try and prevent widespread adoption of the power of "Belief". It's often shown that in the past, magic was more accepted, and in the modern world it's like magic is going away, and various explanations are given for this. But what if psychic energy is kind of like radioactive material? What if it's a matter of the SCP foundation trying to prevent a cataclysmic critical mass of psychic energy developing within the human noosphere? It was one thing when the human population was in the millions, but what has truly changed for humans in the last thousand years is that there is exponentially more of us by multiple orders of magnitude, but the earth is still the same size. The more humans are added to the noosphere, the more powerful it becomes, and there might be a certain threshold of humans in close proximity beyond which psychic criticality is reached, and the noosphere would essentially explode. So the options are either to genocide the population down to a level below criticality, or make sure most humans are implanted with beliefs that make them psychically inert.
This would also explain how the foundation can continuously maintain "Normalcy". They likely have the ability to track the noosphere, they might even have something like a digital heat map of the worlds psychic activity, such that if paranormal stuff happens in a certain area, and it causes people to start becoming more psychically active in that area, they will see that place start to light up on the map, and know they have to go in with some of that sweet sweet Eel juice, spraying it around until the psychic activity is brought back down to acceptable levels. In this scenario, they don't have to catch everybody who knows the truth, just enough to keep the noosphere a safe distance from reaching critical mass.
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Well the real reason is of course a storytelling one. The "Masquerade" is a well worn trope. Magical worlds hidden behind a veil of secrecy within our own familiar world has a vast narrative utility, not the least of which that it gives the reader a sense that the fantastic world could be real, fantastic things being intentionally kept just out of sight, allowing them to more deeply immerse themselves into the narrative (I know there's kids out there who genuinely were disappointed when their Hogwarts letter didn't come).
But also, this trope was invented in a time where we didn't all have cameras in our pockets with the ability to instantly transmit anything we want to the whole world, which keeps progressively making the very idea of a hidden world ever more ridiculous. Frankly, it can feel like the only reason we still use that narrative device is because it's only been about a generation since society and culture changed in that way and we're still getting used to the idea and still in the process of trying to come up with new story telling devices that take it into account.
At this point, due to these changes in culture and technology, a lot of peoples suspension of disbelief is being stretched to the breaking point on the whole "Masquerade" thing, So I think we need a further explanation as to how and why one could be maintained in the contemporary world, lest we abandon it as a dead horse trope.
But before figuring out logical ways a masquerade could be maintained and why, the question I want to know is "How do the people of this world even know what 'normalcy' is?"
We know what normalcy is. It's just the world and it's laws of physics as they are. Gravity, electro magnetism, chemistry, etc. All studied, all replicable by the scientific method (if proper methods are being used). But in these other worlds, magic and the paranormal are baked into their laws of physics. So why don't they see those things as normal? How have they somehow coincidentally drawn a line in the sand that separates half of their universe physical laws onto one side called "paranormal", and the other half onto a side called "Normal", with the normal side somehow coincidentally lining up with our worlds laws of physics?
I think the answer to that could be the answer to the rest. And that answer is "Belief has power". The act of simply believing things has the ability to effect reality, generate energy, be used as a weapon, etc. It's normal for large and powerful governing entities having the desire to regulate dangerous and powerful things. In our world it's things like lethal weapons and nuclear energy, but in the SCP world "Belief" is the powerful and dangerous thing they need to regulate. The act of enforcing "Normalcy" is effectively recognizing that everyone is a reality bender on some level, and that their beliefs could be the equivalent of anywhere from a gun to a nuclear bomb. And so sets of beliefs have been devised by the powers that be, through trial and error, that when they are believed they don't result in the people who believe them developing unpredictable cataclysmic psychic/magical powers that could challenge those powers that be. And the version of "normalcy" they have invented, the set of ideas they brainwash the public into believing in order to minimize the growth of psychic powers within that population, happens to coincide with our realities laws of physics.
But maybe it's not all "Evil government wants to hoard all the power for themselves". Maybe there is an actual good reason to try and prevent widespread adoption of the power of "Belief". It's often shown that in the past, magic was more accepted, and in the modern world it's like magic is going away, and various explanations are given for this. But what if psychic energy is kind of like radioactive material? What if it's a matter of the SCP foundation trying to prevent a cataclysmic critical mass of psychic energy developing within the human noosphere? It was one thing when the human population was in the millions, but what has truly changed for humans in the last thousand years is that there is exponentially more of us by multiple orders of magnitude, but the earth is still the same size. The more humans are added to the noosphere, the more powerful it becomes, and there might be a certain threshold of humans in close proximity beyond which psychic criticality is reached, and the noosphere would essentially explode. So the options are either to genocide the population down to a level below criticality, or make sure most humans are implanted with beliefs that make them psychically inert.
This would also explain how the foundation can continuously maintain "Normalcy". They likely have the ability to track the noosphere, they might even have something like a digital heat map of the worlds psychic activity, such that if paranormal stuff happens in a certain area, and it causes people to start becoming more psychically active in that area, they will see that place start to light up on the map, and know they have to go in with some of that sweet sweet Eel juice, spraying it around until the psychic activity is brought back down to acceptable levels. In this scenario, they don't have to catch everybody who knows the truth, just enough to keep the noosphere a safe distance from reaching critical mass.
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2024.05.14 12:25 Alice_in_Ponderland Do you 'test' your date?
I had a first date which went really well, lot's of subjects to talk about, very nice man. But afterwards he wrote me that he did not want a second date because I did not put my hand on his arm when he told me something shocking about his childhood. He wrote that I said all the right things but that he missed the emotional gesture. There are some reasons why I did not touch him, but that is not what I want to talk about here.
The thing is, that after letting it sink in a couple of days I think he may have told me that stuff about his childhood just to test how I would react (there was something off about the way he interjected in the conversation, but I may be wrong here, and that also is not what I want to talk about here).
My question that I want to talk about is: Does anyone here have test-stories to tell or test-questions to ask your date, not for the answer per se, but to see if the way your date reacts to it is the 'right' (for you) way? I myself never test a date like that, I just go with the flow and red flags will appear by themselves ;-)
But I have realised now that I may have been tested like this before, I am just wondering, is this a thing people do in dating? And if you do , how do you feel about it? It seams a bit unethical to me, but I also can see the point. And if they fail your test, do you just write them off?
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The thing is, that after letting it sink in a couple of days I think he may have told me that stuff about his childhood just to test how I would react (there was something off about the way he interjected in the conversation, but I may be wrong here, and that also is not what I want to talk about here).
My question that I want to talk about is: Does anyone here have test-stories to tell or test-questions to ask your date, not for the answer per se, but to see if the way your date reacts to it is the 'right' (for you) way? I myself never test a date like that, I just go with the flow and red flags will appear by themselves ;-)
But I have realised now that I may have been tested like this before, I am just wondering, is this a thing people do in dating? And if you do , how do you feel about it? It seams a bit unethical to me, but I also can see the point. And if they fail your test, do you just write them off?
2024.05.14 12:25 folkloreemind What can a really short job interview mean?
I just left a really short job interview, 10 minutes max. Every previous interview I've had in other companies lasted around 30 minutes, I got asked multiple questions etc. Today - maybe 1 question in my native language and 2 simple questions in English, that's it. I tried to ask them at least one question but their answer was short.
Is it possible that after my first answer, they already decided that I'm not a good addition to the team and decided to finish this as quickly as possible?
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Is it possible that after my first answer, they already decided that I'm not a good addition to the team and decided to finish this as quickly as possible?
2024.05.14 12:24 OutThere_2044 My town's pine forest has a secret... [Part 1]
I ended up buying a house at the edge of this town.... before i knew all the bullshit that was goin' on around here. Got bored and went down to the local sheriff Jack and asked about an opening, Didn't even fill out an application, got the job on the spot. For the first few months it was the usual, speeding tickets, drunk and disorderly, normal shit right? Well... let the fuckery commence....
I had been a deputy for 7 months when one of the local farmers called in and reported he had some animals killed last night and wanted someone to come out to his house. John Nixon was a 60 year old farmer who lived by himself. His wife passed away years ago, but he never remarried and they never had kids. We met one day at the local tackle shop. Me being new in town, he took me to some of the good fishin' spots. The man was a huge military history buff and would always ask about my time in. I thought I knew him personally, so i took the call.
As I rolled up to the gate on his property, I saw John standing at the gate with a shotgun. " Hey john, can I ask why you are standing there with that cannon in your hands?" No response, he just stared at me. "John! put that damn shotgun down!!" I yelled. Its like he snapped to out of a trance. "Mason, i need you to come round the back side of the house to the barn, now!" he snapped.
"OK, OK, let me get outta the car and grab some gear." I said opening the car door. While i was grabbing my gear, John was standing there with his eyes scanning the tree line. "Come on mason! you need to see this!" He said heading towards the back. I closed the trunk and started walking over in his direction.
"So what the hell is going on that's got you walking around here with that damn bazooka?" No response, he just keeps walking and scanning the tree line. We finally got to the back of his house where the barn is. It looked like a horror movie in that pen.
"What the fuck happened here!?!" I said covering my mouth. There were pieces of chickens and goats everywhere, a few pigs looked like they had been filleted. "Its back mason, after all these years" John mumbled. "John what the hell are you talking about? what did this?" I asked.
John took his eyes off the tree line and looked me dead in the face. "Your not from here so you dont know." "Know what man? what are you saying?" I asked getting annoyed now. "Years ago this same thing happened to a few guys I know. All of their livestock had been killed. Not killed and eatin', just killed. It got people 'round here up in arms. Well, a few of us got together and decieded we were gonna look for whatever did it" he said. "What the hell are you telling me john?" I interrupted. "There were four of us. We were young, thought we were bullet proof. We went out into the woods one morning, determined to find the damn thing that had been killing our animals.
Tommy was the first to say something. "Hey, did you guys hear that?". The rest of us didnt hear a thing, so we kept moving. We got about three miles deep into the old pine forest at the edge of town. Will was the next to say something, "WHAT THE FUCK?!" he yelled out while looking down at the mud. We ran over to where he was standing to find him wide eyed. "I dont know what the actual fuck did this, but we..we need to go and I mean right fucking now!!!" he said pointing. This track was huge, at least 14 inches long with huge claws. Gerald spoke up "Let's fuckin' go guys!!".
We started back tracking out of the area, when we were stopped cold in our tracks, we all heard it this time. It was coming from everywhere and nowhere at the same damn time. A sickening, shrieking laugh was coming from all around us. We panicked and starting runnin'. As soon as we did that, whatever was making that noise centered as if right behind us, and it was coming fast, ungodly fast" John said eyeing the remains of a chicken that was torn apart.
"We were about a mile from the trucks when I heard a thud and a scream, when i looked back Gerald wasn't there. Will and tommy were right behind me, terror all over their faces. Tommy pulled his pistol and started shooting backwards. Only one shot rang out before something tackled him and Will. I stopped, raising my rifle, but they had already been torn apart. It was seconds, and they were in shreds" John said.
"Mason, what i saw standing over their shredded bodies has haunted me since then. The fucking thing was nine feet tall, shaped like a man, but not. Its skin, or or scales was a mixture of black and grey and it looked slimy. It looked like a damn bodybuilder with hugh claw like hands. Its head was massive, with what looked like horns coming from the jaw to around the chin. Its eyes, glowed bright green in the middle of the fucking day, and it had a mouth full of fucked up jagged teeth." He said lowering his head.
"I jus.. just stood there, waitng for my turn. This thing paced back and fourth, staring at me, with this creepy damn smile. It looked down at Will and Tommy, then it looked back up at me. My heart almost stopped when it pointed and shook its head at me. It started making that shrieking laugh as it grabbed what was left of my friends in each giant claw and walked off into the woods, still fucking laughing. I fell to my knees as it vanished into the trees."
I stood there, thinking he lost his damn mind. John had stopped talking, he had this way off look in his eyes. "John..., john.., JOHN!!" his eyes snapped back to mine. "So what are you telling me? A nine foot creature with claws killed your friends and animals?!" I half mocked. "Yea.... thats what i'm telling you. Its back for me, i know it." "What makes you think it was this thing you say killed your friends? It could have been coyotes" I asked " I know mason, i heard that same horrible shrieking laugh in the woods behind the barn last night."
Now I’ve heard some real bullshit in my time, especially during my time in the contracting field... But this was the most out there shit I had ever heard.
"Alright, alright... let's just take a big ass step backwards. I need to wrap my head around all of this." I said takin a deep breath. John laid the shotgun down to his side. "I'm telling you the truth mason. i'm too old and tired to lie about shit" he said shrugging. I looked deep into this man’s eyes. When I did, I saw something that told me this was the absolute truth as he knew it. " You haven’t given me any reason to doubt you... but fuck man... this is hard to swallow. I need proof John, that's the way this works." A look of frustration washed over his weathered face.
"Proof?! you want proof huh? follow me" John groaned.
He started walking towards the tress behind the barn. As we got closer to the trees, I started to smell rusty copper. Blood I thought out loud. John raised his shotgun as we walked closer. That damn gun had to be illegal, but this wasn’t the time for that. Him raising that gun made me a lil' uneasy, so I pulled my Glock 9mm out and flipped the safety off.
John owned about 90 acres, most of it unkept. A lot of the land was behind the barn which butted up to a state forest. We took about 12 steps into the wood line when the smell of death hit me like a brick. "I'm taking you to where I heard the noise coming from last night... your PROOF is out there Mason" He said with a slight edge to it.
We walked almost a hundred yards into the woods when john stopped in front of a tree. It looked twisted and warped all the way to its top. I stepped around John and saw huge claw marks cut deep all the way around the base of the tree, it's hard to even call it that. "What the hell is this?" I said looking up. "This is a marker, it's territory starts here" John replied. I looked at john like he was crazy, which at this point I thought he was. "This thing travels throughout these woods. I've found five more of these trees in our town" he said putting a hand on the tree.
"This isn’t telling me anything John, just that you've got a weird ass tree on your property" I said back to him. "Do you hear that?" So we could move this mess forward, I stopped talking and just listened. I hadn't noticed that during our walk into the woods it had got quiet, and I mean not one sound. " What the hell? where did all the animals go?" I asked looking around. "They're scared mason... you should be too. Let's get back to the house."
We turned and started making our way out of the woods. We were damn near the tree line when I heard a snap. I turned around, gun raised to see a black streak dart back deeper into the woods. "What the fuck was that?!" All John said was "we need to leave, now!" We turned and started sprinting the rest of the way out of the woods. I was surprised at how fast john was for an old man. We got all the way back to my patrol car. "I don't know what that was, but I don't think you should stay here tonight John. Pack some stuff and come to my place" I said pointing my gun at the trees. John just let out a sigh as if frustrated and defeated.
"You weren't listenin'. The pine forest, these trees, it’s all connected. I’m talkin’ bout before this area was even inhabited by native peoples. This fucking thing has been around for a very long time. I have been looking into this since that day, I had to find out what it was and if it can be killed" he tried to explain. The whole time john was talking I had my eyes and weapon pointed at the trees. " You can put that down mason, it just wanted you to know it's here" He said.
"John, I to need process this shit. I've never seen or heard anything like this and to be straight with you, I’m at a loss right now" I said opening the trunk. "I get it, I get it. The sheriff jack was a deputy back then. When you see him... tell him I said the dark is here..." And with that, he just turned his back and walked back into his house not saying another word.
I got back in the car and sat there. Looking at the treeline. After a few minutes I went back to the station. I must've walked in with that universal what the fuck look on my face, because Cathy the clerk asked what was wrong with me. I told her I was fine and asked if she had seen the sheriff? "Yeah, he is in the gun cage. Are you sure you’re ok Mason?" She asked again.
"Yeah, I'm good, just need to talk to Jack." I started walking towards the back of the building, when Jack came around the corner. "Hey mason, what's up?" he says walking up to me. "I just got back from John's house." The look on his face completely changed. "He had a bunch of animals killed last night. It looked like a slaughterhouse. He told me to tell you the dark was back?" I told him noticing his reaction.
Jack stiffened up and not saying a word gestured for me to follow him towards the back security door. We headed towards the back and out the door. Jack had stopped to make sure the door was secure then pointed at his truck and said "get in."
After getting in he looked over "I need some coffee" then started the truck up and headed west out of the parking lot towards the coffee shop. He ordered a large black coffee with extra sugar then asked if I wanted one. "I'll take a small black, no sugar." We pulled out and headed east back past the station. We ended up driving towards the edge of the county. "What's going on and why are we heading way the hell out here?" I looked at jack and said.
Jack just took a long sip of his coffee then placed it back in the holder.
After a long breath "You want some answers about what happened at Johns' house... I’m sure he told you about a few other things about this town... well we're gonna go get you some answers" He said looking at a black sedan passing in the opposite direction. "Aight so, like you mason, I’m not from here either. I was a trooper in New York for a few years before I came down here. I resigned after a call to an old couple’s house" He said reaching for his cup. "My partner Jake and I responded to what was thought to be an animal attack. We were the first on the scene, having been a couple miles away lookin' for speeders.
When we rolled up an older woman came running over to the cruiser. She had a panicked look on her face and just kept repeating "they're dead, they're dead!!" We hopped out and sat her in the back of the car then asked what happened. "I...I... came over to talk to gloria and... and I saw the door open. I walked in yelling her and Alan’s name, but they didn't answer... I found them upstairs... it's horrible!!" She said sobbing. Jake and I drew our weapons and started making the move inside. Like the witness said the front door was open, so we moved in. It smelled like sulfur and blood when we entered. We started clearing rooms. The first floor was clear, so we made our way up the steps.
The smell was overpowering now. We cleared the bathroom, and the two smaller rooms were clear also. The door to the master bedroom was slightly opened. I motioned to Jake and we hit the door.... it looked like some movie shit!! I kid you not. Jake turned and went back into the hallway and threw up. I stepped into the room and... listen I had never seen anything like this before" Jack stammered out.
"These two people were in shreds on the bed, they're insides had been yanked out and thrown around the fucking room. After looking at the bodies I noticed these huge claw marks in the wall, I’m talking if Andre the giant had had a Krueger glove. I stepped back out of the room and radioed to dispatch that we needed more units. I walked back to the front door where Jake was standing hunched over looking out of it.
Parked outside were 3 black SUVs and a black sedan. I counted 11 men dressed in black tactical military gear, some with a type of rifle I had never seen before, but you could tell it was large caliber. The rest with SMG weapons. When i looked over towards the patrol car, one of the men had the door opened and was talking to the witness. He saw us and started our way. He was dressed in all black too and carried what looked like a desert eagle in a chest holster.
When he got closer I got a better look at him. He looked to be in his late 40's with salt and pepper colored hair and a big ass scar that ran down the right side of his face. He got about ten feet from the steps "We appreciate the assistance, but you are no longer needed" He said in deep voice. As he is saying this, one of the other guys escorts the witness out of our car and into the back of that sedan.
The guy started walking away from us "Who are you? and what the fuck is going on?" I yelled at him. He turned with a look on his face that you only see in movies then took a few steps towards us. "Your command has been informed and you are to leave now!" He said raising his hand up towards that holstered pistol. Jake looked at me and shook his head "fuck it, let's go, let them deal with that mess upstairs" he said still coughing then started heading towards the car. I followed him down the steps... looking this guy up and down, checking out the vehicles... for anything that might tell me who we were dealing with.
The only thing I saw was on the assholes uniform... there was a patch on his shoulder. It was an all-black diamond with a weird looking black M in the middle on it. The guy stared us down until we were in the car driving away. He had that pistol in his hand and the other men starting moving into the house. Jake and I didn’t say a word until the radio squawked and we were told to head back to the barracks.
When we got there, we were told to report to the troop commander’s office. Commander Thompson was sitting in his office along with a man in a nice 2-piece suit. The man in the suit stood there quietly while Thompson told us that we never responded to any call out to that farmhouse, and that this was the first and only time he would say it. With that, he dismissed us and and we walked out. The shit didn’t sit well with me, and I ended up resigning a few months later.
I came down here and then that shit in the woods happened. I was on the scene, I saw the claw marks. They looked just like the ones in New York, and the same damn trucks showed up with different personnel. I knew just to shut up and walk away, and after making that choice I have had a pretty good career here." he finished grabbing his cup out of the holder.
My brain was in overdrive. I was just about to completely question bomb jack when he said, "We're here." He pulled off onto this overgrown driveway and drove for about a quarter mile. We pulled up to an old two-story house that looked like it was in ruins... but the lights were on. "Where the hell are we?" I asked As the last word of that question left my mouth, the front door of the house opened... standing in the doorway was a old man, dressed in weathered black clothing. Jack leaned over to me "You wanted answers... well.... there they are."
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I had been a deputy for 7 months when one of the local farmers called in and reported he had some animals killed last night and wanted someone to come out to his house. John Nixon was a 60 year old farmer who lived by himself. His wife passed away years ago, but he never remarried and they never had kids. We met one day at the local tackle shop. Me being new in town, he took me to some of the good fishin' spots. The man was a huge military history buff and would always ask about my time in. I thought I knew him personally, so i took the call.
As I rolled up to the gate on his property, I saw John standing at the gate with a shotgun. " Hey john, can I ask why you are standing there with that cannon in your hands?" No response, he just stared at me. "John! put that damn shotgun down!!" I yelled. Its like he snapped to out of a trance. "Mason, i need you to come round the back side of the house to the barn, now!" he snapped.
"OK, OK, let me get outta the car and grab some gear." I said opening the car door. While i was grabbing my gear, John was standing there with his eyes scanning the tree line. "Come on mason! you need to see this!" He said heading towards the back. I closed the trunk and started walking over in his direction.
"So what the hell is going on that's got you walking around here with that damn bazooka?" No response, he just keeps walking and scanning the tree line. We finally got to the back of his house where the barn is. It looked like a horror movie in that pen.
"What the fuck happened here!?!" I said covering my mouth. There were pieces of chickens and goats everywhere, a few pigs looked like they had been filleted. "Its back mason, after all these years" John mumbled. "John what the hell are you talking about? what did this?" I asked.
John took his eyes off the tree line and looked me dead in the face. "Your not from here so you dont know." "Know what man? what are you saying?" I asked getting annoyed now. "Years ago this same thing happened to a few guys I know. All of their livestock had been killed. Not killed and eatin', just killed. It got people 'round here up in arms. Well, a few of us got together and decieded we were gonna look for whatever did it" he said. "What the hell are you telling me john?" I interrupted. "There were four of us. We were young, thought we were bullet proof. We went out into the woods one morning, determined to find the damn thing that had been killing our animals.
Tommy was the first to say something. "Hey, did you guys hear that?". The rest of us didnt hear a thing, so we kept moving. We got about three miles deep into the old pine forest at the edge of town. Will was the next to say something, "WHAT THE FUCK?!" he yelled out while looking down at the mud. We ran over to where he was standing to find him wide eyed. "I dont know what the actual fuck did this, but we..we need to go and I mean right fucking now!!!" he said pointing. This track was huge, at least 14 inches long with huge claws. Gerald spoke up "Let's fuckin' go guys!!".
We started back tracking out of the area, when we were stopped cold in our tracks, we all heard it this time. It was coming from everywhere and nowhere at the same damn time. A sickening, shrieking laugh was coming from all around us. We panicked and starting runnin'. As soon as we did that, whatever was making that noise centered as if right behind us, and it was coming fast, ungodly fast" John said eyeing the remains of a chicken that was torn apart.
"We were about a mile from the trucks when I heard a thud and a scream, when i looked back Gerald wasn't there. Will and tommy were right behind me, terror all over their faces. Tommy pulled his pistol and started shooting backwards. Only one shot rang out before something tackled him and Will. I stopped, raising my rifle, but they had already been torn apart. It was seconds, and they were in shreds" John said.
"Mason, what i saw standing over their shredded bodies has haunted me since then. The fucking thing was nine feet tall, shaped like a man, but not. Its skin, or or scales was a mixture of black and grey and it looked slimy. It looked like a damn bodybuilder with hugh claw like hands. Its head was massive, with what looked like horns coming from the jaw to around the chin. Its eyes, glowed bright green in the middle of the fucking day, and it had a mouth full of fucked up jagged teeth." He said lowering his head.
"I jus.. just stood there, waitng for my turn. This thing paced back and fourth, staring at me, with this creepy damn smile. It looked down at Will and Tommy, then it looked back up at me. My heart almost stopped when it pointed and shook its head at me. It started making that shrieking laugh as it grabbed what was left of my friends in each giant claw and walked off into the woods, still fucking laughing. I fell to my knees as it vanished into the trees."
I stood there, thinking he lost his damn mind. John had stopped talking, he had this way off look in his eyes. "John..., john.., JOHN!!" his eyes snapped back to mine. "So what are you telling me? A nine foot creature with claws killed your friends and animals?!" I half mocked. "Yea.... thats what i'm telling you. Its back for me, i know it." "What makes you think it was this thing you say killed your friends? It could have been coyotes" I asked " I know mason, i heard that same horrible shrieking laugh in the woods behind the barn last night."
Now I’ve heard some real bullshit in my time, especially during my time in the contracting field... But this was the most out there shit I had ever heard.
"Alright, alright... let's just take a big ass step backwards. I need to wrap my head around all of this." I said takin a deep breath. John laid the shotgun down to his side. "I'm telling you the truth mason. i'm too old and tired to lie about shit" he said shrugging. I looked deep into this man’s eyes. When I did, I saw something that told me this was the absolute truth as he knew it. " You haven’t given me any reason to doubt you... but fuck man... this is hard to swallow. I need proof John, that's the way this works." A look of frustration washed over his weathered face.
"Proof?! you want proof huh? follow me" John groaned.
He started walking towards the tress behind the barn. As we got closer to the trees, I started to smell rusty copper. Blood I thought out loud. John raised his shotgun as we walked closer. That damn gun had to be illegal, but this wasn’t the time for that. Him raising that gun made me a lil' uneasy, so I pulled my Glock 9mm out and flipped the safety off.
John owned about 90 acres, most of it unkept. A lot of the land was behind the barn which butted up to a state forest. We took about 12 steps into the wood line when the smell of death hit me like a brick. "I'm taking you to where I heard the noise coming from last night... your PROOF is out there Mason" He said with a slight edge to it.
We walked almost a hundred yards into the woods when john stopped in front of a tree. It looked twisted and warped all the way to its top. I stepped around John and saw huge claw marks cut deep all the way around the base of the tree, it's hard to even call it that. "What the hell is this?" I said looking up. "This is a marker, it's territory starts here" John replied. I looked at john like he was crazy, which at this point I thought he was. "This thing travels throughout these woods. I've found five more of these trees in our town" he said putting a hand on the tree.
"This isn’t telling me anything John, just that you've got a weird ass tree on your property" I said back to him. "Do you hear that?" So we could move this mess forward, I stopped talking and just listened. I hadn't noticed that during our walk into the woods it had got quiet, and I mean not one sound. " What the hell? where did all the animals go?" I asked looking around. "They're scared mason... you should be too. Let's get back to the house."
We turned and started making our way out of the woods. We were damn near the tree line when I heard a snap. I turned around, gun raised to see a black streak dart back deeper into the woods. "What the fuck was that?!" All John said was "we need to leave, now!" We turned and started sprinting the rest of the way out of the woods. I was surprised at how fast john was for an old man. We got all the way back to my patrol car. "I don't know what that was, but I don't think you should stay here tonight John. Pack some stuff and come to my place" I said pointing my gun at the trees. John just let out a sigh as if frustrated and defeated.
"You weren't listenin'. The pine forest, these trees, it’s all connected. I’m talkin’ bout before this area was even inhabited by native peoples. This fucking thing has been around for a very long time. I have been looking into this since that day, I had to find out what it was and if it can be killed" he tried to explain. The whole time john was talking I had my eyes and weapon pointed at the trees. " You can put that down mason, it just wanted you to know it's here" He said.
"John, I to need process this shit. I've never seen or heard anything like this and to be straight with you, I’m at a loss right now" I said opening the trunk. "I get it, I get it. The sheriff jack was a deputy back then. When you see him... tell him I said the dark is here..." And with that, he just turned his back and walked back into his house not saying another word.
I got back in the car and sat there. Looking at the treeline. After a few minutes I went back to the station. I must've walked in with that universal what the fuck look on my face, because Cathy the clerk asked what was wrong with me. I told her I was fine and asked if she had seen the sheriff? "Yeah, he is in the gun cage. Are you sure you’re ok Mason?" She asked again.
"Yeah, I'm good, just need to talk to Jack." I started walking towards the back of the building, when Jack came around the corner. "Hey mason, what's up?" he says walking up to me. "I just got back from John's house." The look on his face completely changed. "He had a bunch of animals killed last night. It looked like a slaughterhouse. He told me to tell you the dark was back?" I told him noticing his reaction.
Jack stiffened up and not saying a word gestured for me to follow him towards the back security door. We headed towards the back and out the door. Jack had stopped to make sure the door was secure then pointed at his truck and said "get in."
After getting in he looked over "I need some coffee" then started the truck up and headed west out of the parking lot towards the coffee shop. He ordered a large black coffee with extra sugar then asked if I wanted one. "I'll take a small black, no sugar." We pulled out and headed east back past the station. We ended up driving towards the edge of the county. "What's going on and why are we heading way the hell out here?" I looked at jack and said.
Jack just took a long sip of his coffee then placed it back in the holder.
After a long breath "You want some answers about what happened at Johns' house... I’m sure he told you about a few other things about this town... well we're gonna go get you some answers" He said looking at a black sedan passing in the opposite direction. "Aight so, like you mason, I’m not from here either. I was a trooper in New York for a few years before I came down here. I resigned after a call to an old couple’s house" He said reaching for his cup. "My partner Jake and I responded to what was thought to be an animal attack. We were the first on the scene, having been a couple miles away lookin' for speeders.
When we rolled up an older woman came running over to the cruiser. She had a panicked look on her face and just kept repeating "they're dead, they're dead!!" We hopped out and sat her in the back of the car then asked what happened. "I...I... came over to talk to gloria and... and I saw the door open. I walked in yelling her and Alan’s name, but they didn't answer... I found them upstairs... it's horrible!!" She said sobbing. Jake and I drew our weapons and started making the move inside. Like the witness said the front door was open, so we moved in. It smelled like sulfur and blood when we entered. We started clearing rooms. The first floor was clear, so we made our way up the steps.
The smell was overpowering now. We cleared the bathroom, and the two smaller rooms were clear also. The door to the master bedroom was slightly opened. I motioned to Jake and we hit the door.... it looked like some movie shit!! I kid you not. Jake turned and went back into the hallway and threw up. I stepped into the room and... listen I had never seen anything like this before" Jack stammered out.
"These two people were in shreds on the bed, they're insides had been yanked out and thrown around the fucking room. After looking at the bodies I noticed these huge claw marks in the wall, I’m talking if Andre the giant had had a Krueger glove. I stepped back out of the room and radioed to dispatch that we needed more units. I walked back to the front door where Jake was standing hunched over looking out of it.
Parked outside were 3 black SUVs and a black sedan. I counted 11 men dressed in black tactical military gear, some with a type of rifle I had never seen before, but you could tell it was large caliber. The rest with SMG weapons. When i looked over towards the patrol car, one of the men had the door opened and was talking to the witness. He saw us and started our way. He was dressed in all black too and carried what looked like a desert eagle in a chest holster.
When he got closer I got a better look at him. He looked to be in his late 40's with salt and pepper colored hair and a big ass scar that ran down the right side of his face. He got about ten feet from the steps "We appreciate the assistance, but you are no longer needed" He said in deep voice. As he is saying this, one of the other guys escorts the witness out of our car and into the back of that sedan.
The guy started walking away from us "Who are you? and what the fuck is going on?" I yelled at him. He turned with a look on his face that you only see in movies then took a few steps towards us. "Your command has been informed and you are to leave now!" He said raising his hand up towards that holstered pistol. Jake looked at me and shook his head "fuck it, let's go, let them deal with that mess upstairs" he said still coughing then started heading towards the car. I followed him down the steps... looking this guy up and down, checking out the vehicles... for anything that might tell me who we were dealing with.
The only thing I saw was on the assholes uniform... there was a patch on his shoulder. It was an all-black diamond with a weird looking black M in the middle on it. The guy stared us down until we were in the car driving away. He had that pistol in his hand and the other men starting moving into the house. Jake and I didn’t say a word until the radio squawked and we were told to head back to the barracks.
When we got there, we were told to report to the troop commander’s office. Commander Thompson was sitting in his office along with a man in a nice 2-piece suit. The man in the suit stood there quietly while Thompson told us that we never responded to any call out to that farmhouse, and that this was the first and only time he would say it. With that, he dismissed us and and we walked out. The shit didn’t sit well with me, and I ended up resigning a few months later.
I came down here and then that shit in the woods happened. I was on the scene, I saw the claw marks. They looked just like the ones in New York, and the same damn trucks showed up with different personnel. I knew just to shut up and walk away, and after making that choice I have had a pretty good career here." he finished grabbing his cup out of the holder.
My brain was in overdrive. I was just about to completely question bomb jack when he said, "We're here." He pulled off onto this overgrown driveway and drove for about a quarter mile. We pulled up to an old two-story house that looked like it was in ruins... but the lights were on. "Where the hell are we?" I asked As the last word of that question left my mouth, the front door of the house opened... standing in the doorway was a old man, dressed in weathered black clothing. Jack leaned over to me "You wanted answers... well.... there they are."
2024.05.14 12:22 Big_Yahoo If everything has a gravity pull and the earth is a sphere because of gravity, why isn't everyone and everything a sphere?
My teacher won't answer dumb questions and I don't know how to google this
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2024.05.14 12:22 Dizzydashi Getting multiple readings with different reader, but having a very similar yet mostly negative answer?
So, i have been getting multiple or more reading about my so called soulmate, well this is the type of reading where they describe my soulmate's appearance, where we meet, when, etc. at first i didn't give much thought about it and i'll just carry on my life like usual, but i realized i was given almost a similar reading with some parts that are different, but why is that, the overall reading just seems like it's describing someone i will not be into, and saying stuff that i will still have problems with my soulmate like the mom will not like me and it's been affecting how i view people who are close with me right sometimes even thinking oh this is not my soulmate i should not put any effort, even if the connection feels right which seems bad.
so i'm asking if tarot seems to read the only possible outcome here? and why do they have almost a similar answer to the question, and can i have a different path other than the one given in the readings? or if i don't follow the path then my road into meeting my soulmate is gone and i'll never met them?
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so i'm asking if tarot seems to read the only possible outcome here? and why do they have almost a similar answer to the question, and can i have a different path other than the one given in the readings? or if i don't follow the path then my road into meeting my soulmate is gone and i'll never met them?
2024.05.14 12:20 elia_mannini Should i give it another try?
Hello there, meditation practicers, i have a little story to share, either the aim of having a question answered.
In genuary 2019, inspired by the alleged benefits in the fields of astract intelligence and memory, i decided to set myself on the path towards betterment by practicing meditation.
The types of meditation i begun practicing stayed the same since 2019, when i thought “this new year i will dedicate time and effort towards this goal” were mindfulness and breathing meditation, and i kept practicing only those two.
I had a lot more struggles than i expected at first, for the first two weeks i had issues meditating at all, and the following month i could not stay fully focused and meditate for more than 15 minutes a day. Eventually i begun making progress, feeling my mind become slower and drowsy and with a slightly higher focus on my feelings.
I slowly and steadily dedicated more time to meditation before good to sleep, specifically because in late 2020 the quarantine have me a lot of free time for myself at home hehe. And for more than two years it became common practice to do 25 minutes of meditation per day after i woke up.
The fact is, despite my relentless dedication to this cause, other than a vague feeling or serenity and having a bit of time to do nothing and thus focusing, by early 2021, two years later… no tangible improvement was made, i still score the same in memory and iq tests, i have noticed no tangible effect when it comes to daily life and how it feels.
Since it is scientifically proven that meditation is effective, i seized the chance still in 2021 to go to a meditation summit in florence, where i discussed about my issues with other practitioners, and long story short they said that if i am experiencing issues but i am doing well, then it’s just a matter of how long it takes for me to feel the benefits, and not to give up.
I considered that i might just not be that good anyway, so i have decided to pay to join the local “guided meditation sessions” regularly. There i realized that having gone alone all along might have been suboptimal, mainly because in 2022 i was able to talk with other practitioners (one of which became my lover and she still is my sweet half).
The point is that despite my teacher saying that i am doing well, i fail to see the time i invested as productive because of lackluster results, there had been no benefits that investing my tome in something more fun like hobbies and friends hadn’t given me. After 3 years i still hadn’t improved my scores in the practical tests i use to measure my progress.
Still in 2022 my lover quit meditation sessions, since she was told by her psychologist to do them for anxiety, and she had found other more efficient ways to reduce her anxiety levels, and i considered following her because i begun to have a sense of sadness and defeat instead of focus during mindfulness, probably induced by how deep inside after years of incredibly small gains, i knew to me it was not worth it.
After that, in late 2022 i became more open about my distress with other practitioners i knew, no longer concerned with making meditation awkward afterwards, and this is where “disaster” struck: They have been very open in return, sharing more open in return about their deeper issues and insecurities, and they told me that meditation helped them organize their thoughts, reduce stress, anxiety, being more aware about themselves…
The point is, none of those aspects apply to me! You can’t reduce stress to someone who is not stressed, anxiety to someone who is not anxious, or organization to someone that had never struggled with daily life.
And in short, one of the practitioners, who is a neurologist, told me that the benefits of meditation are scientifically indistinguishable from most healthy hobbies, and that more than half the value of mindfulness is placebo effect. In fact, she told me that someone who is already healthy is unlikely to experience tangible improvements.
After this disconcerting revelation, I overreacted and i quit meditating altogether for more than a year, from late 2022 to today. Once again i felt no difference whatsoever during this year and a half, but when i think about how many people feel happy about meditation (albeit happy about things i am not concerned about like breathing, introspection etcetera), and frankly my desperate desire to prove myself i have not wasted an ungodly amount of time because i have learned something from that experience, here i am.
Have i done something wrong? Are all the articles about actual improvements in psychological effort just bullshit and i fell for that? Would you suggest i resume my efforts even if by now i have became sceptic?
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In genuary 2019, inspired by the alleged benefits in the fields of astract intelligence and memory, i decided to set myself on the path towards betterment by practicing meditation.
The types of meditation i begun practicing stayed the same since 2019, when i thought “this new year i will dedicate time and effort towards this goal” were mindfulness and breathing meditation, and i kept practicing only those two.
I had a lot more struggles than i expected at first, for the first two weeks i had issues meditating at all, and the following month i could not stay fully focused and meditate for more than 15 minutes a day. Eventually i begun making progress, feeling my mind become slower and drowsy and with a slightly higher focus on my feelings.
I slowly and steadily dedicated more time to meditation before good to sleep, specifically because in late 2020 the quarantine have me a lot of free time for myself at home hehe. And for more than two years it became common practice to do 25 minutes of meditation per day after i woke up.
The fact is, despite my relentless dedication to this cause, other than a vague feeling or serenity and having a bit of time to do nothing and thus focusing, by early 2021, two years later… no tangible improvement was made, i still score the same in memory and iq tests, i have noticed no tangible effect when it comes to daily life and how it feels.
Since it is scientifically proven that meditation is effective, i seized the chance still in 2021 to go to a meditation summit in florence, where i discussed about my issues with other practitioners, and long story short they said that if i am experiencing issues but i am doing well, then it’s just a matter of how long it takes for me to feel the benefits, and not to give up.
I considered that i might just not be that good anyway, so i have decided to pay to join the local “guided meditation sessions” regularly. There i realized that having gone alone all along might have been suboptimal, mainly because in 2022 i was able to talk with other practitioners (one of which became my lover and she still is my sweet half).
The point is that despite my teacher saying that i am doing well, i fail to see the time i invested as productive because of lackluster results, there had been no benefits that investing my tome in something more fun like hobbies and friends hadn’t given me. After 3 years i still hadn’t improved my scores in the practical tests i use to measure my progress.
Still in 2022 my lover quit meditation sessions, since she was told by her psychologist to do them for anxiety, and she had found other more efficient ways to reduce her anxiety levels, and i considered following her because i begun to have a sense of sadness and defeat instead of focus during mindfulness, probably induced by how deep inside after years of incredibly small gains, i knew to me it was not worth it.
After that, in late 2022 i became more open about my distress with other practitioners i knew, no longer concerned with making meditation awkward afterwards, and this is where “disaster” struck: They have been very open in return, sharing more open in return about their deeper issues and insecurities, and they told me that meditation helped them organize their thoughts, reduce stress, anxiety, being more aware about themselves…
The point is, none of those aspects apply to me! You can’t reduce stress to someone who is not stressed, anxiety to someone who is not anxious, or organization to someone that had never struggled with daily life.
And in short, one of the practitioners, who is a neurologist, told me that the benefits of meditation are scientifically indistinguishable from most healthy hobbies, and that more than half the value of mindfulness is placebo effect. In fact, she told me that someone who is already healthy is unlikely to experience tangible improvements.
After this disconcerting revelation, I overreacted and i quit meditating altogether for more than a year, from late 2022 to today. Once again i felt no difference whatsoever during this year and a half, but when i think about how many people feel happy about meditation (albeit happy about things i am not concerned about like breathing, introspection etcetera), and frankly my desperate desire to prove myself i have not wasted an ungodly amount of time because i have learned something from that experience, here i am.
Have i done something wrong? Are all the articles about actual improvements in psychological effort just bullshit and i fell for that? Would you suggest i resume my efforts even if by now i have became sceptic?
2024.05.14 12:19 Spharror Bought a Neverfull for my wife [REVIEW]
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2024.05.14 12:17 LalalaFalasadlife1 Flawed Mango Synth Styles
how does he actually do it? he usually makes some really HUGE sounding atmospheres with that really nice spacey effect.
i know it sounds like i just answered my own question, but it's the actual timbre of both that drone note and what not. they're kind of airy-like and ethereal timbres and i can't figure out how he gets there.
the BIG ones for this is melody from a dream and the beginning. it sounds really magical and i've been trying to get that sort of effect using lots of reverb, i suppose, but it never really works as well as i wanted it to.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LSXpiyQRT_Y <--- melody from a dream (a really really huge atmospheric pad at the start, it doesn't really have a lead)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yjbepc8pECI <--- the beginning sounds really bright and warm, but it sounds like it focuses on having long drawn out accompaniment lines (instead of just being a pad).
i've never really used synthesisers before, and i've only really started learning them 2 weeks ago. I know he's mainly guitar-based but i'm interested to see if anyone knows how he would've gone about getting these sounds.
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i know it sounds like i just answered my own question, but it's the actual timbre of both that drone note and what not. they're kind of airy-like and ethereal timbres and i can't figure out how he gets there.
the BIG ones for this is melody from a dream and the beginning. it sounds really magical and i've been trying to get that sort of effect using lots of reverb, i suppose, but it never really works as well as i wanted it to.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LSXpiyQRT_Y <--- melody from a dream (a really really huge atmospheric pad at the start, it doesn't really have a lead)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yjbepc8pECI <--- the beginning sounds really bright and warm, but it sounds like it focuses on having long drawn out accompaniment lines (instead of just being a pad).
i've never really used synthesisers before, and i've only really started learning them 2 weeks ago. I know he's mainly guitar-based but i'm interested to see if anyone knows how he would've gone about getting these sounds.
2024.05.14 12:17 That-Papaya-1226 How many questions to attempt?
At times I feel with the uncertain nature of the paper and huge discrepancies in answer keys one should attempt as many questions as possible (85-95) to stand a chance;
Other times I think about the extremely low cutoff where one only needs to get 38 net correct questions so the game of accuracy comes into play, what are your thoughts on this?
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Other times I think about the extremely low cutoff where one only needs to get 38 net correct questions so the game of accuracy comes into play, what are your thoughts on this?
2024.05.14 12:16 chuckyTn Realistic 16 months transformation, too realistic.
 | To the guys out there coming from far and working hard with limited ressources, I wanted to share this natural 16 months transformation Here is the timeline: Starting weight ~100kg First 8 months cut Weight after cut ~78kg Next 3 months resting and maintain (going through life) Weight went up to 82kg Last 5 months clean bulk Current weight 86kg submitted by chuckyTn to GymMotivation [link] [comments] Through the process, the moments of doubts were much bigger than moments of satisfaction, but the secret is to look at where you started from, not where you want to make it. For now, having a pretty decent physique this summer would be an unrealistic goal, but I could still look good with clothes on! The goal is to keep it going, knowing that in three years I could make it to my dream form. Btw, I don’t have magic secrets to share, these processes depend a lot on the individual itself and no one can walk and tell you what works for everyone, but I would answer questions that I have knowledge about 😀 |
2024.05.14 12:16 Haunting_Opinion4380 24 [M4F] USA/Online - Looking for a smart woman
I’m looking for something serious with the right woman. I am very tall, smart, and caring. I’d love someone intellectual, I value brains. I want kids one day (not soon,) that is a dealbreaker for me. I value intellectual curiosity, passion, ambition, and kindness. I love football, so if you love football too that is a big benefit but not necessary. I want to be a researcher of some kind or join the Air Force, I’m currently in grad school. I love intellectual pursuits, I read constantly and am always working on improving myself. I am white, with dark brown hair and hazel eyes, in good shape. I walk several miles every day. I do have a cat. I do not do casual stuff, and I would prefer that you be from the US, Europe, or Canada. I am a completely open book so feel free to reach out, I will happily answer any questions.
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2024.05.14 12:16 ToiletMorph UK customer locked out of US Investor Account
I'm from the UK and I unfortunately locked myself out of my US Investor Account, due to incorrect security question attempts. I'm fairly sure I was putting the right answer, but it still locked me out, and I exceeded the attempts.
I don't have access to international calls, so I'm not able to call ComputerShare customer support in the US from the UK, and I don't believe the UK office here will be able to help me(?).
I know I can send them a letter via mail to the US, but what information do I need to include in the letter for them to unlock my account?
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I don't have access to international calls, so I'm not able to call ComputerShare customer support in the US from the UK, and I don't believe the UK office here will be able to help me(?).
I know I can send them a letter via mail to the US, but what information do I need to include in the letter for them to unlock my account?
2024.05.14 12:16 ConveyzSEO Voice Search Optimization: Preparing for the Future of Search
Voice search is rapidly transforming the way people find information online, and it's crucial for businesses to adapt their SEO strategies accordingly. With the increasing popularity of voice-activated devices like smartphones, smart speakers, and virtual assistants, voice search is becoming a dominant force in the digital landscape.
To prepare for this shift, businesses need to optimize their websites for voice search. This involves understanding how people phrase spoken queries, focusing on long-tail keywords, and providing concise, direct answers to common questions. Additionally, ensuring that your website is mobile-friendly and loads quickly is essential, as voice search is often performed on mobile devices.
By prioritizing voice search optimization, businesses can stay ahead of the curve and reach a broader audience of users who prefer to interact with technology through voice commands. As voice search continues to grow in popularity, investing in optimization now will position businesses for success in the future of search.
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To prepare for this shift, businesses need to optimize their websites for voice search. This involves understanding how people phrase spoken queries, focusing on long-tail keywords, and providing concise, direct answers to common questions. Additionally, ensuring that your website is mobile-friendly and loads quickly is essential, as voice search is often performed on mobile devices.
By prioritizing voice search optimization, businesses can stay ahead of the curve and reach a broader audience of users who prefer to interact with technology through voice commands. As voice search continues to grow in popularity, investing in optimization now will position businesses for success in the future of search.
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2024.05.14 12:15 Wildeply2960 My proposed ending to Beyond The Spider-Verse.
I was reflecting about the themes of the first two movies, and I wondered what the third one's theme could be.
If the first movie's theme was about "Anyone can wear the mask,
And the second film's theme was the question, "Can my individuality co-exist with the demands of the mask?"
The answer could be the theme of the third film, "Yes, and if the demands of the mask don't fit you, then make your own demands. I wear the mask. The mask doesn't wear me."
Here's how I feel like the ending of "Beyond" could be, with Rio and Jeff knowing his secret identity by now:
(Voice over)
"My name is Miles Morales, I was bitten by a radioactive spider. I am New York's one and only Spider-Man. I was once told that it meant letting those closest to me get hurt. However, I think the opposite is true. Spider-Man doesn't have to be a curse. It doesn't have to be a burden. If you need sleep, then sleep. (Show Miles having fallen asleep in his costume). "Let others take the weight off you." (Show Jeff as a cop running to his police car, showing that Spidey can take a night off). If you need a break. Take a break. (Show Miles and Gwen together). It's okay. The city won't fall apart. Spend time with those you love. (Show Rio, Jeff, Gwen, and Miles on the couch together). "You see, being Spider-Man means a lot to me." (Show him swinging through the city). "But so does being Miles Morales." (Show Miles reconnecting with the other neighborhood kids from the start of the first movie). You can do both. You CAN have your cake and eat it too. (Show Miles presenting Jeff with another cake saying, "I'm proud of you, Dad. I love you"). What good is being Spider-Man if you can't share it with the people you love? (Show Rio and Jeff watching Miles leap off the roof as Spider-Man, and they both yell, "Hey, be careful!!")
(Show Miles yelling faintly through the mask, "I always am!")
Rio and Jeff as they stare at Miles swinging into the sunset sky. Rio leans her head on Jeff.
Rio, "You think he'll be okay?"
Jeff- "Yeah. We did a good job raising him."
(As Miles swings into the city, he sees Spider-Gwen swinging with him).
They're shown swinging farther and farther away into the sun, as Miles narrates:
"I think the other Spider-people made the mistake of thinking they had to suffer. That it somehow made them into better heroes. But Peter didn't become Spider-Man because his Uncle Ben died. He became Spider-Man because of what his Uncle Ben taught him, and I didn't become Spider-Man because I watched Uncle Aaron die. I became Spider-Man because of what he taught me when he was alive. Just keep fighting. You're the best of all of us. Just keep going. And I always will.
Oh and Uncle Aaron, that girl I told you about?
It worked out."
(End of Beyond)
Something similar would be the ultimate mic drop.
I suppose I could include what happens to Hobie and the gang, but since I haven't actually seen Beyond, I really can only guestimate the following things:
1.) Jeff and Rio will find out Miles' secret identity.
2.) Miles and Gwen get together.
3.) Somehow Miles has made peace with his Earth-42 version prior to this.
4.) Miles adopted Gwen's mentality of "finding their own band."
5.) My theory is that Miguel will realize he was wrong about his calculations and eventually apologize to Miles. It'd take Miles a moment to forgive him, but he'd ultimately accept the apology--even if not becoming friends with the guy. Miles would say something like, "We're cool. Give you advice though? You need to get some help, man. Some serious help."
(That would be the end of their interaction)
6.) Not sure where Jessica Drew ends up. She's the biggest mystery to me.
7.) Miguel would get some kind of chastising from Rio. Not sure how, but Rio would go OFF on him. Especially if Miguel tracks Miles down, fights him, and his secret identity gets revealed by accident. In some way, Rio would cuss this dude out in Spanish, likely after Miles and Miguel make peace with each other.
8.) How Dark Miles and Spot get involved will be a mystery.
9.) Spot will die by getting stuck in some sort of eternal loop. He would basically keep falling into an infinite number of holes and not be able to stop it.
10.) Rio and Jeff accept Miles' secret identity. Jeff would be like, "So you're the one who gave me the advice ----whaaa?"
11.) Near the movie's end, Rio would make an offhand comment about having contacted Vision school administration to complain about the guidance counselor profiling their son. "Poor immigrant family."
These are my theories for how this movie will end. Thoughts? Additions?
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If the first movie's theme was about "Anyone can wear the mask,
And the second film's theme was the question, "Can my individuality co-exist with the demands of the mask?"
The answer could be the theme of the third film, "Yes, and if the demands of the mask don't fit you, then make your own demands. I wear the mask. The mask doesn't wear me."
Here's how I feel like the ending of "Beyond" could be, with Rio and Jeff knowing his secret identity by now:
(Voice over)
"My name is Miles Morales, I was bitten by a radioactive spider. I am New York's one and only Spider-Man. I was once told that it meant letting those closest to me get hurt. However, I think the opposite is true. Spider-Man doesn't have to be a curse. It doesn't have to be a burden. If you need sleep, then sleep. (Show Miles having fallen asleep in his costume). "Let others take the weight off you." (Show Jeff as a cop running to his police car, showing that Spidey can take a night off). If you need a break. Take a break. (Show Miles and Gwen together). It's okay. The city won't fall apart. Spend time with those you love. (Show Rio, Jeff, Gwen, and Miles on the couch together). "You see, being Spider-Man means a lot to me." (Show him swinging through the city). "But so does being Miles Morales." (Show Miles reconnecting with the other neighborhood kids from the start of the first movie). You can do both. You CAN have your cake and eat it too. (Show Miles presenting Jeff with another cake saying, "I'm proud of you, Dad. I love you"). What good is being Spider-Man if you can't share it with the people you love? (Show Rio and Jeff watching Miles leap off the roof as Spider-Man, and they both yell, "Hey, be careful!!")
(Show Miles yelling faintly through the mask, "I always am!")
Rio and Jeff as they stare at Miles swinging into the sunset sky. Rio leans her head on Jeff.
Rio, "You think he'll be okay?"
Jeff- "Yeah. We did a good job raising him."
(As Miles swings into the city, he sees Spider-Gwen swinging with him).
They're shown swinging farther and farther away into the sun, as Miles narrates:
"I think the other Spider-people made the mistake of thinking they had to suffer. That it somehow made them into better heroes. But Peter didn't become Spider-Man because his Uncle Ben died. He became Spider-Man because of what his Uncle Ben taught him, and I didn't become Spider-Man because I watched Uncle Aaron die. I became Spider-Man because of what he taught me when he was alive. Just keep fighting. You're the best of all of us. Just keep going. And I always will.
Oh and Uncle Aaron, that girl I told you about?
It worked out."
(End of Beyond)
Something similar would be the ultimate mic drop.
I suppose I could include what happens to Hobie and the gang, but since I haven't actually seen Beyond, I really can only guestimate the following things:
1.) Jeff and Rio will find out Miles' secret identity.
2.) Miles and Gwen get together.
3.) Somehow Miles has made peace with his Earth-42 version prior to this.
4.) Miles adopted Gwen's mentality of "finding their own band."
5.) My theory is that Miguel will realize he was wrong about his calculations and eventually apologize to Miles. It'd take Miles a moment to forgive him, but he'd ultimately accept the apology--even if not becoming friends with the guy. Miles would say something like, "We're cool. Give you advice though? You need to get some help, man. Some serious help."
(That would be the end of their interaction)
6.) Not sure where Jessica Drew ends up. She's the biggest mystery to me.
7.) Miguel would get some kind of chastising from Rio. Not sure how, but Rio would go OFF on him. Especially if Miguel tracks Miles down, fights him, and his secret identity gets revealed by accident. In some way, Rio would cuss this dude out in Spanish, likely after Miles and Miguel make peace with each other.
8.) How Dark Miles and Spot get involved will be a mystery.
9.) Spot will die by getting stuck in some sort of eternal loop. He would basically keep falling into an infinite number of holes and not be able to stop it.
10.) Rio and Jeff accept Miles' secret identity. Jeff would be like, "So you're the one who gave me the advice ----whaaa?"
11.) Near the movie's end, Rio would make an offhand comment about having contacted Vision school administration to complain about the guidance counselor profiling their son. "Poor immigrant family."
These are my theories for how this movie will end. Thoughts? Additions?
2024.05.14 12:14 KyattPL Video game engagement based on dialogue system (Anyone)
Hi, I'm looking for people willing to play a visual novel game and answer some questions about the experience. The study is a part of a Computer Science thesis.
Here's the deal:
💻 It's all online through a Google Form
⏰ Takes around 30-40 minutes total
📝 You answer some basic questions about yourself
🎮 Play through a visual novel game, make choices
🔂 Play it again with slightly different scenarios
✍️ Give feedback after each playthrough
What's a visual novel? It's a game where you read text and your choices change the story. Basically, it's like an interactive book/comic with visuals.
Anyone who can read in English is welcome! You don't need prior experience with these types of games.
The survey is totally anonymous (apart from collecting the e-mails).
Interested? Click this link to get started:
https://allocate.monsteHZZFTGVY
Share with friends who'd be into this!
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Here's the deal:
💻 It's all online through a Google Form
⏰ Takes around 30-40 minutes total
📝 You answer some basic questions about yourself
🎮 Play through a visual novel game, make choices
🔂 Play it again with slightly different scenarios
✍️ Give feedback after each playthrough
What's a visual novel? It's a game where you read text and your choices change the story. Basically, it's like an interactive book/comic with visuals.
Anyone who can read in English is welcome! You don't need prior experience with these types of games.
The survey is totally anonymous (apart from collecting the e-mails).
Interested? Click this link to get started:
https://allocate.monsteHZZFTGVY
Share with friends who'd be into this!
2024.05.14 12:13 Melodic-Ad4106 One year of coffees
 | I started making pourover coffee a little over a year ago. I wanted to share the coffees I tried over the past year here. I appreciate this sub very much in helping me continue to refine my technique and answer any questions I've had. submitted by Melodic-Ad4106 to pourover [link] [comments] |
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Our Chatbot platform handle conversations in English, Arabic, and Franco-Arabic, catering to a wider audience.
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2024.05.14 12:13 KyattPL [request] [academic survey] Video game engagement based on dialogue system
Hi, I'm looking for people willing to play a visual novel game and answer some questions about the experience. The study is a part of a Computer Science thesis.
Here's the deal:
💻 It's all online through a Google Form
⏰ Takes around 30-40 minutes total
📝 You answer some basic questions about yourself
🎮 Play through a visual novel game, make choices
🔂 Play it again with slightly different scenarios
✍️ Give feedback after each playthrough
What's a visual novel? It's a game where you read text and your choices change the story. Basically, it's like an interactive book/comic with visuals.
Anyone who can read in English is welcome! You don't need prior experience with these types of games.
The survey is totally anonymous (apart from collecting the e-mails).
Interested? Click this link to get started:
https://allocate.monsteHZZFTGVY
Share with friends who'd be into this!
submitted by KyattPL to Favors [link] [comments]
Here's the deal:
💻 It's all online through a Google Form
⏰ Takes around 30-40 minutes total
📝 You answer some basic questions about yourself
🎮 Play through a visual novel game, make choices
🔂 Play it again with slightly different scenarios
✍️ Give feedback after each playthrough
What's a visual novel? It's a game where you read text and your choices change the story. Basically, it's like an interactive book/comic with visuals.
Anyone who can read in English is welcome! You don't need prior experience with these types of games.
The survey is totally anonymous (apart from collecting the e-mails).
Interested? Click this link to get started:
https://allocate.monsteHZZFTGVY
Share with friends who'd be into this!