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2010.09.06 09:14 darth_ephword Hacks, Mods, and CFW for the PS3!

A subreddit focusing on hacking and jailbreaking the PlayStation 3.
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2016.05.27 09:12 TehCactus_ Hacks and Mods for the Xbox 360!

Anything related to Xbox 360 hacks, mods, homebrew, or scene news.
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2013.09.12 02:15 solardiy Solar DIY - Do-it-yourself solar projects!

Are you building a solar system for your house? Shed? RV? This subreddit is for you! Discuss your projects, show us pictures, ask for help. Anything DIY Solar!
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2024.05.14 04:04 Vashkiri 6e Technomancer / Hack and Slash detailed questions

Hi all, getting pretty deep in the weeds here, and also just discussing with my GM, but I thought I'd ask the community as well. Sometimes the responses show me things that I'd missed!
1) At the second level of Cyberadept (Disciple) you get a power that I like to call Resonance Overdrive, that lets the cyberadept sort of overdrive any 'ware (including bioware) -- Hack and Slash page 87. "Sustaining this requires concentration and counts as if you are sustaining a complex form—though there is no complex form that can be perceived or targeted by anyone except yourself." (also requires dealing with fading every turn that you sustain it). I'm assuming that Focused Concentration works on this, just as with a regular complex form?
2a) The "Bandersnatch" Data Structure -- Hack and Slash page 70 -- reads "Gain bonus dice on a Spoof Command Action or Puppeteer complex form. If you use a Bandersnatch on a Puppeteer complex form, you also gain bonus dice on the fading resistance test." However the Puppeteer complex form does not directly involve a role, rather "You may take the Control Device action on a device even if you do not have the proper access level." My assumption is that the bonus dice would be applied to the Control Device action. 2b) Further, I'd assume that the Control Device action from Puppeteer will always require a Electronics + Logic vs. Firewall + Willpower, whereas if you have hacked your way to user or admin status you often only role the successful operation of the device (piloting a drone or making a good cup of soycaff, or whatever). So that if I want to turn on a fan using Puppeteer I'd roll Electronics +Logic vs. Firewall + Willpower and if I succeed then the fan turns on. But if Iwanted to fire a gun in a turret using Puppeteer I'd first roll Electronics + Logic vs. Firewall + Willpower, then if I succeed, roll Engineering + Agility/Logic (depending on the mode she is in) vs. users defences to hit anything with it. (and the same would apply to the Editor complex form)
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2024.05.14 03:56 ATTACK-EMLO Gaming Build/Tips ヾ(≧ ▽ ≦)ゝ

Gaming Build/Tips ヾ(≧ ▽ ≦)ゝ
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When Gaming released in 4.5(?) I was really interested in him (like a lot of others) I was planning on building him but sadly didn't have the will to- but now that I'm waiting for when Al haitham I have A LOT of time.
I've been looking around websites (Game8, KQM's) and the Reddit but just need some direct feed back
I'm Looking for Build tips, Weapon tips, and Team tips (so everything under the sun)
Gaming Is running my Hu Taos artifacts- but would it be better to run MH? - I don't have any CDmg claymores (or any five star claymore in general) so would I have to use an EM/ER weapon or would I just stick with SS?
For teams I'm more favoring Vape over Melt (ill still list my cryo characters tho) So if someone could recommend a Vape team then Ty! <3
Hydro- All but Ayato
Cryo- All but Ayaka, Eula, Shenhe
Anemo- All but Venti, Kazuha, Wanderer
Pyro- All but Arlecchino and Klee
I know That Bennett, Furina, Xianyun is his best team, but it just doesn't feel right- Personally I think it's because my Bennetts c6 but Idk
If you need to know the Constellations of the characters, then let me know o(* ̄︶ ̄*)o
If I have other questions, then I'll update the post- TYSM q(≧▽≦q)
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2024.05.14 03:52 RoundKaleidoscope244 Looking for ideas for this space

Looking for ideas for this space
Looking for ideas for this area. We have a plum tree and peach tree, not going to cut them down until they die, they are still producing fruit, so they are staying. This area is all shade after 4:30-5pm, gets spotty morning/noonish sun, pics were taken at 1pm. This area is not directly off our back door so I was thinking of some peaceful reading area. But then I think of a small veggie garden against the shed. Idk I can’t decide. We don’t want to put grass here, so rock or gravel/sand and pavers or something.
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2024.05.14 03:49 Waste-Specific-2106 first lash lift

this may sound like a weird question but can I tan after i get my lash lift? it’s going to be 80 and sunny so i was going to go outside and tan after my appointment but i saw something that said avoid direct sun and heat. should i just cover my face or avoid the sun altogether? if so, why?
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2024.05.14 03:34 GiftWrappingExpert 2024-05-13 To J., my habibiti

She yearns to love. She yearns to be loved. Not me, not by me, I guess.
I observe the way she writes. And throughout my life, I have witnessed others write. Exceptional writers. Mediocre writers, like myself. Everyone. When I read someone's writing, I can sense the agony in their words. The yearning, their desires, the darkness inside them, their very souls. If I read someone, I understand them completely.
I observe her writing, and I can identify the well-guarded love within it. Today, she used the word "habibiti." Not directed at me. But towards an ideal. Her prospective lover. And momentarily, the grammar Nazi within me stirred. "No, my love, not habibiti. Habibi. I am your habibi. Just as you are my habibiti." But this fleeting surge of didactic affection soon dissolved into deep melancholy. She isn’t speaking to me!! And I found myself closing the app. I will never be able to touch her lovely face.
So what if she doesn't' know the gender-specific nouns in Arabic? Should she ever call me "habibiti," I would dissolve like a candle in the sun. How fortunate that man would be, the one she calls her "habibiti"!!
Her selection of words, the aching to love, I can sense it. I am not alien to love. It’s just that she perhaps once loved someone deeply, might have longed to pour her heart out, but her love was not welcomed. It was left to shiver in the cold rain. Now, she is seeking some warmth. To rekindle that extinguished love.
But why not me? I have saved all my love for an ideal. And when I see that ideal in her, my love wants to break the chains. I have built a fortress around my love; I have secured it. For her. Yet, whenever I see her, I am haunted by the dread that I will never be able to express it.
Yet then, hope. A single beam of hope is enough for me. Yesterday, she visited my profile. Twice. And she didn’t block me! That’s enough to keep me going. What more could I ask?
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2024.05.14 03:33 dudetteG Anyone else conjure up something screwed up in your sleep? This is from almost 5 years ago, I was told it was f***ed up. Wrote it all down as soon as I woke up

It started with me not really being me, and my family and friends being people I don't actually know. I was up at late hours, as usual. My friend was in my bedroom sleeping. I felt off, like there was something lurking around. Then I see it. This giant mass of dark colours, a scary face with teeth, and long arms that could stretch and also work as deadly claws. He was there for my friend. He comes for you while you sleep. He somehow made me believe that it is a painless way to go, and made me okay with him taking my friend. There was a darker motive though. When he tried to go into the bedroom, my parents woke up. My father asked why I was awake still, and I just shrugged my shoulders without really knowing what to say about the creature I just saw. Even then, he would have thought I was hallucinating from lack of sleep. The sound of my parents waking up, woke up my friend. She started playing loud music, and somehow knew about what was happening. Then I got a phone call. "Don't let them take you or anyone out the window. They will cut you until it feels like fire, and make you wish you were dead. Trust me." "They?", I thought. Thats when he went back to sneaking into the bedroom, and just as I was about to intervene, something grabs me, and pulls me back. Slicing into my sides, I started screaming. Was this what the girl over the phone was talking about? The giant creature pulls my friend out the window, and thats when I get released and whoever was holding me darts out the window to go with them. My parents came out of their bedroom once again because of all the screaming. I'm hysterical, crying, bleeding, and in a lot of pain. They ask me whats going on, almost in a yelling tone, and thats when I spill about everything I saw, what he said to me, and the phone call. My mother looks skeptical. My father looks like he believes me, but wishes he couldn't. This is when he decides we're all going to get my friend back. Me, my mother, my father and my younger brother. We leave the house and head in the direction they launched out the window. After a lot of walking, we come across a town that seems like it shouldn't exist. Its small, but filled with life, and kids, and a fun feeling. My father makes us pick up the pace. "We're being followed." He says in a hushed tone. Thats when I see it. Its a girl, in a pale hoodie and jeans, with bandages over half of her face, and the hood over her head. She could pass for my friend, but very clearly isn't. Her body language was too different, and why would she follow us instead of running to us. We lose her in the alleys, but then decide to make the mistake of cutting her off in the street. We ask her what she wants, she doesn't reply, but makes a few steps closer. Suddenly the town that was so filled with life, and the sun, and colour, spins under us. Everything is red, there's screaming, dead bodies laying and hanging everywhere in the streets. The girl that looked like my friend, starts running. She disappeared around a corner. Once we turned the same corner, there was a gate. It looked like it could fall any second, or like there was a lot of patch work done to it. We go through, and that's when the testing began. At first it was just running away from different beasts, or people who had gone insane from being here for so long. Then there were two actual trials. We had to crawl up into these vents, while they were on. It wasn't too hot or too cold, but there was enough air flowing to make us slip, a lot. All four of us held hands. The openings in the bottom would pop open randomly, in attempt to lose one of us. My mother was first in line, and I almost lost her during one of the vents popping open. In the very bottom of each opening it was different. A different way to die each time, and none of them quick. Her hand slipped from mine, but I had caught her just in time. If it weren't for my father holding my hand, I would've fallen through with her. We continued on, and we eventually make it to the end. At the end there was this pipe that went downhill. There was running water all through it, so we could easily slide down. There was nowhere else to go, it was our next test. Still holding hands, we jumped in. It seemed easy enough. Other than the random spikes, or deformed monsters coming out of the water and trying to kill us, we were pulling through just fine. Then, that's when we all heard him. Mid-slide, his voice echoes. "The young one must eat to keep his energy up." That put all of us on edge. My little brother had to eat little fruits out of the water. That was the actual test. So many thoughts ran through my head, but the one that was the loudest was a worry of him getting poisoned. But, he is naive. He just grabbed one and ate it. He is too young to have such worries. After that, we had to walk through a hallway, almost office like. The rooms you could see into, since the walls were just windows. Once we looked ahead again, at the end of the hall, was him. He was standing there, so still that we didn't notice him the first time. In the room next to him, we could see her. My friend was on her knees, blindfolded. I ran to her, and the creature just let me pass. I removed the blindfold from her face, and when she saw me, she gripped me so tightly into a hug.
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2024.05.14 03:28 Fit-Cry-6302 Sophomore in high school tryna make a manga ain’t rly know what else to do but tryna see what ppl think and get out there🤷🏽‍♂️

January 29, 2384 - the day of the last total eclipse is when the raid began. “The day of the sun's false shadow” as people call it now. We, humans, were an unsuspecting victims in a universe habited by multiple vastly stronger existences. When it happened the world had been thrown into utter chaos and shock. The sun had been completely covered by the moon and this event was supposed to last only a short while however after two hours sunlight had still not shown its face upon the earth's surface. This was the beginning of humanity's greatest tribulation. After days of the sun's light not being shown the planet's temperature began to drop and to compensate for this people began to create massive fires but this did not stop the problem. Photosynthesis in plants began to stop, making it harder for humans to breathe. This made humans build labs and create artificial oxygen, which took care of that problem but humans still began to die from hypothermia, frozen oceans, and forced stoppage of blood flow. After two weeks, the sun finally revealed itself and all hope had been restored in humanity collectively only for half the population to be massacred in an instant. “The watchers” had been slowly waiting with armies to colonize our planet and technology beyond our wild comprehension. Technology we can only dream of had been shown and used right before our very eyes and for the first time in all of human history, we had been united as one in our mutual fear and horror. 2 months later, 90% of humanity has been wiped out and the few who remained were used as slaves to cultivate energy. With the use of a Dyson shell, nearly 80% of the sun's energy and heat had been directed into maintaining their energy. Amongst all this time, humanity had collectively agreed to fight back. This began the creation of the liberation group, “the Plague”. These groups of people were the last hope of humanity and carried an extremely large ambition and dream on their shoulders. While “the watchers” were extremely advanced this doesn't change the fact that they were fallible and this group of people were their scourge. They didn't have the military might nor the advanced brain to even keep up against “the watchers” but through slavery and forced labor, the human body began to develop into something stronger. They began to surpass their limits and break the barriers that the human mind had once placed on themselves. Through the selective farming of “the watchers” a new plant had developed that was essentially a stimulant to the human body and a limit breaker for their physical capabilities. At first, they began by using strong levels of acid to corrode the buildings and structures and then stopping their heartbeat to give the impression of suicide so they could not be caught, however, they did not die due to a new system developed from the human's newfound evolution. Due to the strict regimen that we had to follow, we knew all of the places where they would and wouldn't be, all the blind spots of the planet, all the places where they were in close proximity to a chasm, and all the places where we were at a disadvantage. We used the blindspots as bases and hideouts where we could plan our vengeance. After a year of just observing their behavior, habits, bodily functions, and even their schedules we developed a hypothesis that 24 seconds after 7:39 PM we have approximately 19 minutes and 53 seconds in Greenland where we are not being watched nor located. We used this small window of time to gather the fundamental items we needed to fight back and build the foundation for our organization. We gathered food, plants, water, armor, and weapons. We realized that they were immune to cutting/slicing damage and could only be hurt through blunt attacks. With this knowledge, we developed a specific fighting style and used that small time frame to train others in it. We adapted to the harsh conditions and created clothes using spare pieces from “the watchers” specially made for insulating heat, weighing less, and being less penetrable by outside attacks. After a year every person on the planet was a master at this martial arts and had fully developed a counter to all technology that “the watchers” had. However, we could not initiate immediate war on them so we needed a plan. We came up with the idea to have one of our strongest members report to the watchers about our activity and give away one of our bases. This created the false notion that not only did they have someone working as a double agent on their side but also they knew where we would be so they could catch us off guard. We were all there like they expected and they attacked like planned. We had all moved our weapons, armor, and vital items into a different base but kept some things where they attacked to make them think we had not gotten far but this was a dud. Eventually, we had all “died” and had our bodies left at that place as a sign of victory on their side. However, because of this, their ego had grown and they began to underestimate us. The surveillance had gotten weaker as they assumed their “double agent” would tell them everything as a trade for luxury living. We knew that physical power would not be enough so our smartest man collaborated to develop a virus specifically made for their genetic makeup which took about 5 years to extract small strands of DNA without them realizing. Once the virus had been created the incidence began and eliminated more than 60 percent of “the watchers” because of how they were too distracted trying to develop a cure and the vast amount of them dying, we had gained more time to develop our forces and we began to ingest various harmful substances but in small doses in order to gain resistance to any harmful poisons and acids. After new children start to be born this began the origin of a new human species. One massively stronger, smarter, more durable, and with all the immunities and benefits without the downsides. With the birth of this new generation, all of the human race had experienced a collective euphoria. We had begun to secretly train these kids for years and strengthen them in a way the human race had never been before. Due to the circumstances of their birth, they had also developed a strong ability for adaptation and healing factor which ultimately led to humans finally being able to physically compete with “the watchers”. However, we were still lacking in numbers despite the virus taking a vast majority of “the watchers” away. Some of us grew confident and because we were now physically capable some believed we could win the war while others believed we couldn’t yet. This created division within our ranks but did not necessarily break our ranks but that was all depending on your interpretation. We gathered our smartest men and women to make a plan to initiate war, and for 14 days they were stuck in ruminative thought. 2 years passed and we had finally built up the numbers, technology, and physical capabilities to contend with the watchers. Now on the day of the war, all of our strongest soldiers imitated the attack. But this time they were an unsuspecting victim on a planet habited by a stronger species. During the war we had counters for nearly everything the watchers could dish out but one thing we were not aware of was the fact that the watchers could transform into a smaller but faster, stronger, and more durable form. This form took the shape of humankind. So closely related that it struck fear into the hearts of many. Not only was this extremely off-putting but the revelation that came along with it had altered the perception of humanity as we know it. The war had been put to a halt, and all forced fighting in the war had directed their attention to one watcher and one watcher alone. All forces had been completely immobilized and fighting back was no longer capable. With this, the words that had been spoken out of the watcher were a revelation that humanity had not even considered possible. “We are not your enemies. We are you but from the future. In our original timeline, we have been attacked by a species even higher than us. We had been pushed to the brink of extinction and our last hope was only to go back in time in hopes that if we returned to our past selves we could help evolve even more to contend with the world-ending threats from the future. This siege we had laid on this planet and the forced evolution, progression, and tragedy among humankind also brought extreme progression in human capabilities. All of you are vastly superior to your previous forms because of our arrival. While we acknowledge our methods were not the ideal we had no other option. This was the fastest and most effective method to progress the human species although we could not allow the human race to have this win. It would boost the ego of your race and our all of you in a state of comfort and stagnation. With this being said we resign from our participation in this war and would greatly appreciate it if you allowed us to help humanity rebuild and donate technology.” Speechless as to what humanity has just heard we just stood there in utter shock and disbelief. Not a single soul knew what to say and all of humanity had stood in confusion. One man spoke “how do we know this is true” the watcher proceeded to show pictures and videos of them being massacred while some stood in human form and others did not. They showed is this along with the words, “we initiated this war as a way to put the human race through natural selection and eliminate all the weak human being who would not be able to contribute to our growth and success in any upcoming battle. So with that being said what is your decision?” Our leader, and the smartest woman among us had stated, “We humbly decline this offer as we would prefer to evolve by our capabilities and we have already surpassed you so what can you possibly teach us.” After this being stated the war had been started again and the watchers had been for the first time since the “great cleansing” began utterly defeated and annihilated. With the war being won, humanity being victorious, and newfound abilities being discovered humanity had been thrown into an era of peace and prosperity. All tragedies had been blamed on the watchers and for the first time humanity had an ever lasting peace and a perfect utopia where everyone agreed and benefited from each other. With this, we have been vastly improving and slowly but steadily rebuilding our planet and all of humankind. Our members started family’s and genuinely enjoyed the life they were living once again. Everyone acting coyly and with one another was a beautiful side to behold. Everything was perfect until the same monsters who killed the watchers, showed up to eliminate us due to fear of what we could evolve into this time we had no way to fight back and our ranks were already diminished or severely weakened. How would humanity be able to survive this time???Most people had been massacre and captures to be experimented on. Very few of us had actually managed to get away from them and we had only been able to do this through shadow banishment. It was a skill that we had acquired through the technology of the watchers. Living in the void was not the ideal lifestyle as it was ruthless, dirty, and unsafe but the chances of surviving here were massively higher than surviving on earth. Only a hundred of us remained and the human species were basically extinct. With this small group left we had resorted to instead of trying to repopulate and exact revenge immediately we would take the short route. In the void monsters had no sort of civilization and the only rule amongst these creatures were the strongest prevail. There was no sort of rule, order, or even a sense of respect between these monsters. The weak were prey for the strongest, and the strong were killed by the stronger. We took this as an opportunity to not only increase our strength by training and battling but also amassing an empire. The remind of humanity collectively agree that we would bring order and peace to the void. The best way to go through this was by entering the tournament. The monsters held tournaments to watch the strongest fight and kill each other for pure fun. We joined this colosseum and while at first we easily overwhelmed our opponents we had slowly been facing harder and harder opponents as we rose through the ranks. By the time even a single one of us was defeated we had made a name and gained the attention of multiple monsters within the void. We were not necessarily respected or followed but we were feared and simultaneously an opponent that monsters wished to fight. After this we had developed our own fighting ring in which monster could fight and battle against us and only us. We implied a set of rules in this ring. Rule 1; no killing Rule 2; reservations must be made to fight Rule 3; both parties must consent Rule 4; do not make the fight personal Rule 5; it must be between a human and monster. These rules created a sense of security amongst the monsters and while driven by their desire of battle they also abided by the rules. Eventually after fighting throughout the tournament and gaining more traction with the monsters in it. Eventually even the most high ranked demons had begun to make reservations in for our fights. Our strongest soldiers had been the ones to fight them as nobody else can really compete. The first fight had been with a demon who had the ability of immunity. This ability did not only revolve around internal status effects but also could be applied to his physical body. The fight had been the biggest one the ring had ever experienced and it did not disappoint. Eventually we had won and this through the whole entire void and everyone in it into an uproar. Monsters who never even bothered to fight had shown up to battle. The strongest monster in the void and the only monster with a sense of order, self, and purpose had shown up to fight all humans by himself. He agreed that if we win he would pledge allegiance to us all and work under our rule however if we lose we will be killed. This monster bore an extreme resemblance humans. The structure of his body and the contents of it were all human like however he claimed not to be. This monsters name was angel and he possessed the ability to manipulate and control all matter with the sole exception of any other organic material that resided outside of his own body. Our commander and strongest member amongst us was the person to fight him. His name was Alexander and despite the fact that we didn't have any singular special powers like him however our physical bodies were honed greater than any other species in existence. They were evenly matched in speed and strength and even in our capabilities to rapidly heal from damage. They had been evenly matched in all physical ability and the fight had ultimately come to hand to hand combat and who could last longer. Angel was unmatched in combat and had barely even been hit due to how experienced in martial arts he had been; however throughout the fight Alexander had been naturally adapting to his fighting style and developing counters to everything. Our natural ability to adapt to all attacks and effects placed upon us had given a clear win condition; however time was needed to actually see and fully understand how to possibly adapt to everything. The longer the fight took the higher the chance of Angel losing. Alexander had slowly but steadily been adapting and developing new combat styles to counter everything angle could do and even had grown to use his own severed limbs as projectiles and use his blood as a coat over all other objects to cancel his ability to use his field. Angel's main ability had been to control the air around him to increase speed, power, and even get a sense of what his opponent would be doing before it happened. After finally adapting to this his body had begun to heat itself in an attempt to turn it into vapor and due to blood being organic matter of another life form he would no longer have control of the air and the surrounding area. After this the fight had come down to solely base physical capabilities and for 10 minutes they had been mindlessly brawling and instantaneously healing through the damage taken. After a long period of time their healing began to slow down due to bodily fatigue. Biting, punching, scratching, kicking, anything you can think of, they did it. That fight was a bloodbath unlike anything else and in the end they both passed out on the floor with nothing left besides their bodies soaked and bathed in each other's blood. After they had both been knocked unconscious their bodies had been left there in anticipation for them to awaken. The ring filled beyond capacity as people argued and fought about who would awaken first. In anticipation for this once in a lifetime event the whole void had stopped with all its attention. Angel was the first to awaken and he had been exhausted and utterly stunned as to how he actually had gotten knocked out. He had the opportunity to kill his opponent as he had technically won the battle but out of respect for his opponents strength and capabilities he possessed. After the fight had finished Angel had left and was never to be seen again. After 2 weeks Alexander had awoken in a small shack being guarded by one other human and confused after everything had been explained to him he had went around looking for angel but he was not to be found. After awakening Alexander had been massively stronger than before. Due to the physical state his body was put in and all the damage that he had taken from Angel his body had adapted and become more dense in order to take all the attacks while sustaining the least amount of damage possible. After his awakening this began our political revolution. We had now implemented the ring with rules and gotten multiple monsters to follow by these rules and with them being accurate to filling orders more now we had decided to initiate a leadedictator in a sense. The top 5 strongest creatures in the void had been the leaders and this had consisted of Alexander at 1, 2 other demons at 2 and 3, and humans to fill the final spots. We began to implement laws and rules in order to stop the mass murder and destruction happening and within a small time frame we had created structures similar to the ones of the earth. Houses and gyms in order to train in hopes of becoming stronger and even professional combat sports. After 2 months time had passed we had developed a military with our best members in it and humbly had began to repopulate. All this had been done in hopes of regaining the earth and defeated our oppressors. Fast forward 1 months the and the siege of the home planet had begun. They had not been suspecting us however took the preparations in case we had come. Based and soldiers set up in every corner of the world to fight back when the time came we did come back. With this an all out war for the fate of humanity had began and the extinction of either race lay in the balance between life and death.
After the war had began all forces had been deployed to different areas of the planet. Groups that had worked together best being deployed to one part while our strongest being deployed to another. At first we had been nearly even in everything besides technology. They had everything that we lacked and this gave them the combative edge. However despite lacking in technology we made up for it in numbers. Most fights had consisted of large groups of monsters fighting against one or two of our enemy and this has convoluted till their forces had been somewhat deployed. The one on one fights had been more dragged out and heavily impacted the war. Our strongest soldiers fighting against their strongest soldiers in a one on one fight. Everyone has put their all into this battle and left nothing to spare. Our second and third strongest soldiers had the most impact in this war not because of who they fought but because of what they could do. They didn’t actually have abilities specific to them but instead they were born with a type of energy within their bodies in which they called “synergy”. This synergy could be used to amp all their physical abilities but also be used to crate and use techniques or even use techniques that are specific to the traits of the individuals soul. The strength and physical stats of the individual depended on how much synergy they had at their disposal and while some of them were able to gather strength from other life forms it was not a very common occurrence. Alexander fought someone with the ability to control and manipulate momentum. They used synergy and funneled it through all objects of their choice to increase or decrease of momentum of that. This didn’t do much on a wide scale and was a very basic ability but in a solo battle this made it extremely hard to land attacks and even when they were landed they did little to no damage. The most important one to kill had the ability to manipulate all probability. Meaning the likelihood of us even winning this war was less then .0001 percent with them being alive. Whether it was because of a collection of small losses or one major loss did not make a difference. All odds were stacked against us as long as this person remained on the battlefield. In simple terms the whole war relied on the defeat of that person. Our second in command and smartest soldier, “Cassandra” decided to take this upon herself. She was the only one among us who possessed an innate ability and was viewed as the most special soldier but this came at a cost. She gained a talent no other human possessed but in return she no longer had the natural ability to adapt to all circumstances. Her ability was to take the form and attributes of any and all creature she knew to exist. Mythical or not she could take the shape and ability of these creatures and use it as long as she desired. However she could only use one at a time and had to wait 30 seconds in between shifting. Our third in command, “Vladimir” had took the roll of fighting their head technologist. While his opponent had not specialized in battle he still was one of the most dangerous and this was because of his ability to create machines as small as molecular level that shared his thoughts and emotions. These machines were used to repair his body in case on injury, transport information, invade any opponents body and restrict movement, anything that he deemed possible could be done with the use of those machines. But he chose to mainly use them as sort of technological tools to help him further advance his society. The rest of our battles were not nearly as important and were mostly group battles. Afro the beginning portion of Alexander’s fight he had been losing severely and could barely land any attacks at all. After a few minutes of getting beat down and not being able to fight back the adaptation process began. The first adaptation was only a temporary solution to the problem but his body had been explosively shooting out sharpened pieces of his bones and even using tiny droplets of blood as weapons. However this was only a temporary solution because eventually those bones and blood just started being slowed also. The final adaptation and most effective one happened when his body created a function in which he can store kinetic energy and then release it at any given time. This allowed him to rapidly boost his speed whenever his momentum had been slowed and basically cancel out his opponent power. However this still did not stop how his opponent made himself significantly faster. After this the fight had been more tipped into Alexander’s favor but still not enough to actually win. Throughout the progression of the fight Alexander had been gathering more and make friction between the clothes he had and his feet running against the floor. After gathering as much friction and kinetic energy as possible he let it all explode and release all over his body. This altered the form of his body. His body and skin began to form cracks and let off steam. He began to turn dark red and his eyes became shot with blood. His body was slowly crumbling and deteriorating. He had 5 minutes left to defeat his opponent and if he did not then his body would crumble and he would die. Due to his rapid healing factor he had a chance of living if he was able to end the fight within 5 minutes and give himself some time to rest but this all depended on how much he could get done. The battle had been tilted all the way in Alexander’s favor and had no longer been a battle. It had turned into if his opponent could outlast him in those 5 minutes. Brutally beating his opponent and taking full advantage of the situation Alexander did not relent on his rampage. Stopping his momentum no longer mattered and it seemed like the more he tried the faster Alexander got. Steam had been blowing off him. In the end he had managed to kill his opponent within those 5 minutes and had been at deaths door. Cassandra had began her battle and had been absolutely obliterating her opponent. The ability to shape shift from dragons, unicorns, hydras, centaurs, and any mythical creature you can think of. At first she had taken the abilities of a dragon but throughout the fight she had been developing into stronger and more complex creatures. After a while her opponent had been decreasing the probability of her even landing attacks. This made it extremely hard for her to fight and maintain the advantage. She took the appearance and abilities of the mythical deity sun wukong. Due to sun wukong being a monkey that ascended into a higher power he is one of the only gods that she can transform into. After this she gained the ability to not only make clones out of every hair on her body but also multiply the power of each clone. While she does not possess every power sun wukong has she possesses some of them and the most prominent ones. This fight had been a one sided beatdown and only lasted longer than 2 minutes because the probability of each clone attacking each other had been raised to its maximum percentage. Despite this every 1000 punches that had been thrown at least 1 hit her opponent and this was more than he could handle from millions of clones. Vladimir had no special capabilities; he only possessed an extremely honed body and battle experience. At first they had been near equal but the battle began to take a turn when the tiny bugs began to infest his body and eat him from the inside. Due to his advanced healing factor he had been able to stop any significant damage and fight with mild discomfort but this did not change that if he continued in for a longer period of time then he would inevitably be defeated by these bugs and killed. This made the battle a race against time. Expending everything his body had to offer and leaving not a single drop of energy left. Pushing his body to the absolute peak and physical limit. Even going beyond the known capabilities of his body he began to evolve into a higher form. He did not develop any new type of power or gain a newfound power but he did increase and rapidly evolve his physical capabilities. He began to punch with such speed and strength that he created shockwaves from breaking the sound barrier. With this his punches became far more explosive and with every punch thrown he was exploding giant parts of his opponents body and everything within the perimeter. With no regard to his surroundings the battle had destroyed everything in sight and left them fighting in a bare wasteland. Basically erasing everything within line of his punches he began to annihilate his opponent with speed and strength unmatched. Due to all the tiny machines within his body he regrow limbs and was able to counter attack with near no fatigue or even lag in his action. While pushing his body to its absolute limit his body had given up on him. Rapidly healing from constant damage, pushing muscles to their utmost limit, moving, attacking at his highest speed, and even understanding/ perception of all attacks massively faster then he could ever before. Due to all this his body began to give out and in the midst of battle he fell and was unable to recover. No longer able to fight back and maintain the performance he had, he was defeated. Being eaten from the inside, limbs being torn from his body, and being damaged so much that not even his regeneration could keep up. His head had been ripped off his body and with this humanity had suffered its first major loss. After this all other forces began to gain support from all his other bugs and humanities forces had been rapidly depleting. With loss in sight humanity had lost hope and accepted defeat. Right when humanity had accepted defeat and all hope had been lost the king had shown himself once again. Like an Angel coming to bless all of humanity he had run through and obliterated all enemies of humanity. Destroying everything in sight and bringing all enemies to his feet he had saved humanity and restored hope and just like that he had disappeared into the void once again. There was no explanation as to how or why but in that moment all of humanity knew who we would be forever grateful and indebted to. Not many opponents had been left standing but the few who were, were extremely weakened and overwhelmed by numbers. After this decisive battle humanity had been in a state of joy and excitement out of their new victory. Once all the excitement and happiness from winning had worn off all the sorrow and remorse from the losses had come rushing in. All the lost family members, dead soldiers, limbs lost, and mental trauma had taken a toll on humanity. After we had gotten our planet back we did not spend our time rebuilding and trying to repopulate. We spent months mourning the loss of our loved ones and all our soldiers. We laid in depression and sorrow for our mutual loss and mental trauma. This brought humanity closer as a whole and we bonded over our suffering. Humanity had been one but at what cost. After years of processing humanity had finally been able to rebuild all of our structures, population, and even expand to different planets. After all these trials and tribulations we had finally evolved completely and after ages of loss we had finally entered a golden age of humanity. After all this we had begun to explore the deep parts of our planet and while exploring we discovered something far beyond our comprehension. Humanity had only been a small part of a vastly bigger world and a whole new world had now been exposed to us. We had breached through the ice caps of the north pole and had been greeted with hostility from a race on our planet we did not even know existed. After entering this “new world” humanity had found out the truth of our existence and creation. After finding out the truth of our creation and the prophecy of our faith we had all collectively regretted winning that war. Beyond our world laid horrors and truths we were not yet prepared for. After all this we had once again been thrown into a dark age with no will to fight. In the end this was the beginning of the end for humanity…
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2024.05.14 03:27 NoRelative9056 Sunlight?

Sunlight?
Is about an hour or so of sunlight in the evening okay for a silver satin pothos? I have her in a hanging planter in a west facing window. Just not sure if that amount of direct sun will burn the leaves
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2024.05.14 03:09 fleker2 What is a Legends game? It's about canon revisionism.

Gen 4 and Gen 6 are interesting picks for the basis of Legends games. And while we don't truly know what will happen in PLZA, I think selecting Kalos reveals some of the game pitch and the direction this is going.
Diamond and Pearl
In Diamond and Pearl, there was an event that never happened to battle and catch Arceus. With the key item Azure Flute, you would've been able to travel to Spear Pillar. However, Masuda later said the Azure Flute event was too complicated for players and the whole thing was dropped after the game's release.
D&P also had a number of other game issues including their small number of Fire-types.
Legends Arceus in some ways was revisionism for Sinnoh. GF aimed to redo the Azure Flute experience and add in more Fire-types including Cyndaquil and H-Growlithe. While many things changed, the game manages to deliver closer on the original promise for Sinnoh.
X and Y
If you take that mindset for PLA, it extends very easily to include PLZA. There have been a lot of posts over time over how X&Y feel unfinished, including the locked power plant, the ghost girl, the lack of a Zygarde storyline, and more.
Every so often you hear about some cancelled ideas for Kalos. I've heard they skipped Pokemon Z for Sun/Moon. I've heard X&Y were originally going to have a bunch of aliens in disguise roaming the region as invaders. I imagine there's a lot of ideas they scrapped.
Which is why they're going PLZA next. GF wants to deliver on a Kalos game of the scale they wanted. They could revise plenty of game points that were dropped before, and finish storylines they never did before. I think it's interesting that the Tapus and Ultra Beasts notably did not return to SV in any DLC. If they wanted to redo the alien plotline, they have a lot of ways to do that now.
I think we're still trying to figure out what a "Legends" game is, but I think a lot of it is about fan service.
Nostalgia
D&P came out in 2006. If you were a six-year old playing that as your first game, you would've been playing Legends: Arceus when you were 22. It was timed very well to those lukewarm players to recapture their nostalgia with a game that captures their interests specifically with the Azure Flute and Arceus. A Legends game, with an older main character and grittier storyline, does manage to feel slightly more mature in a way that should draw in a different player base.
As Pokemon gets close to its 30-year anniversary, they will need to keep finding ways to appeal to a wider player base. That means approachable games for new players but also deeper dives with nostalgia to keep others engaged in the franchise.
Legends: Kyurem?
I don't think there will be a Legends: Kyurem anytime soon. I know there are a small number of fans who really enjoyed the games and their sequels. They are games without major flaws. And that's why they're unlikely to get the Legends treatment. Using the same thesis above, I don't think there's anything major in these games that needs to be revisited. The only thing that never happened was the Lock Capsule event, which was so obscure you might not even know it existed.
Sure, there's the "original dragon", but I don't believe GF ever intended to add that to the game and then scrapped it last-minute.
Legends: Celebi
So with that in mind, I do think Legends: Celebi probably makes the most sense. Johto is one of the regions that underwent the biggest change in its entirety. Reading through beta content for G/S takes you through all kinds of interesting theories and what-ifs. Its locations changed a lot through development. I don't think the GS Ball event was ever distributed outside of Japan. The GS Ball was also dropped from the anime.
Other missing parts of the canon include the many scrapped Pokemon that were removed from the game including new evolutions, pre-evolutions, and entirely new designs. If GF ever wanted to revisit Johto, I would hope they go back into this list and pull out one or two of their favorites to make official.
Pokemon Go as a test bed?
Celebi plays a big role in Pokemon Colisseum, an obscure GameCube game in which it purifies the heart of a shadow Pokemon you 'snag'. So could Shadow Pokemon return in a Legends: Celebi game?
I think that Mega Evolutions coming to Pokemon Go in late 2020 showed these designs and mechanics had a lot of fan favor. I had really thought mega evolutions would be gone from the games entirely until they teased its return in PLZA. I wouldn't be surprised if their popularity in Go is what led them to reintroduce the mechanic.
Along the same lines, would shadow and purified Pokemon from Go ever be considered popular enough to make an official mechanic in a future game? G/S/C were about Team Rocket's return and using machines to draw out a Pokemon's strength (and rage). Sounds a bit like shadow Pokemon. They might do more revisionism and say they were always shadow.
This is all my personal speculation of course. But as we start to learn more about this specific series of games, I think it will definitely continue in the vein of bringing back older players by giving them answers to questions that were unresolved because the original answers were scrapped.
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2024.05.14 03:01 QueenAng429 The X4 Overheats the battery to Unsafe temperatures!

The X4 Overheats the battery to Unsafe temperatures!
This is very concerning. Up to 130F on the body, 123F on the battery and 120F in-between the screen and lens. The battery was getting near slightly uncomfortable to hold, and above 119F can permanently damage a Lithium ion battery. Keep in mind this was 1 Hour of recording in 60F temps in a car with the AC on when there was absolutely no sun, so imagine recording in direct sun!
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2024.05.14 02:54 Meydeey Collaboration OpenAI Stack Overflow : Réponses IA et Aide aux Développeurs

Le 13 mai 2024, OpenAI et Stack Overflow ont annoncé une collaboration stratégique. Cette alliance vise à renforcer leurs capacités respectives et à offrir de nouvelles opportunités aux développeurs et aux communautés techniques. Découvrons ensemble les avantages de cette collaboration.

Pourquoi cette collaboration ?

Partage de Données et Amélioration des Modèles

Stack Overflow, plateforme leader pour les questions et réponses en programmation, dispose d'une immense base de données de contenu technique. En collaborant avec Stack Overflow, OpenAI peut accéder à ces données pour entraîner ses modèles de manière plus précise et spécialisée. Cela permet à OpenAI d'améliorer les performances de ses modèles de langage, notamment pour des tâches techniques complexes.

Enrichissement de la Communauté

Cette collaboration permet également d'enrichir la communauté Stack Overflow. En intégrant les capacités de GPT-4, Stack Overflow peut offrir des suggestions automatisées, des réponses plus rapides et précises, et des outils d'assistance basés sur l'IA pour les développeurs. Cela rend la plateforme plus interactive et utile pour ses utilisateurs.

Que cela peut-il apporter en plus ?

Réponses Automatisées et Suggestions

Grâce à l'intégration des technologies d'OpenAI, Stack Overflow peut fournir des réponses automatiques aux questions courantes. Cela réduit le temps d'attente pour les utilisateurs et améliore l'efficacité de la plateforme. Les développeurs peuvent recevoir des suggestions en temps réel pendant qu'ils tapent leurs questions, basées sur des réponses similaires déjà disponibles dans la base de données.

Documentation et Tutoriels Améliorés

L'intelligence artificielle d'OpenAI peut aider à générer de la documentation technique et des tutoriels de manière plus rapide et précise. En analysant les questions fréquemment posées et les problèmes communs, l'IA peut créer des guides détaillés et des exemples de code, facilitant ainsi l'apprentissage et la résolution de problèmes pour les développeurs.

Personnalisation et Assistance Contextuelle

Les modèles de langage d'OpenAI peuvent offrir une assistance contextuelle plus poussée. En comprenant le contexte des questions posées, l'IA peut fournir des réponses plus pertinentes et spécifiques, améliorant ainsi l'expérience utilisateur. Cette personnalisation rend les interactions plus efficaces et productives.

Exemples Concrets d'Applications

Code Review et Debugging

Les développeurs peuvent utiliser l'IA pour effectuer des revues de code automatiques et identifier les bugs potentiels. L'IA d'OpenAI peut analyser le code, détecter les erreurs courantes et suggérer des corrections, accélérant ainsi le processus de développement.

Assistance à la Formation

Les nouveaux développeurs peuvent bénéficier de l'assistance de l'IA pour apprendre de nouvelles technologies et langages de programmation. L'IA peut proposer des exercices pratiques, des quiz interactifs et des projets guidés pour aider les utilisateurs à renforcer leurs compétences.

Support Client et Technique

Les entreprises peuvent intégrer cette technologie pour améliorer leur support technique. L'IA peut répondre aux questions techniques des clients, fournir des solutions aux problèmes courants et diriger les utilisateurs vers des ressources utiles sans nécessiter d'intervention humaine directe.

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2024.05.14 02:51 LordOfAllTheRings 23 [M4R ] #Italy #Online I’m putting this out there, because I’m lost and I don’t know what to do anymore… Happiness eludes me, and emptiness fills me, a wandering soul that looks for no other, but to be found by another

Im just gonna keep typing and hope that things flow out, but I doubt any of it will make much sense. Im flawed, in more ways than one. Ive spent years trying to work on myself, becoming a good human, becoming more generous and kind, less temperamental and more compassionate. Ive had some very harsh opinions on others before, and ive treated many people badly over the course of the years. Im by no means a saint, im honestly just pathetic and I don’t know why im whining anymore.
I have my issues, things so deep I cannot begin to see the bottom of the pit. Ive bottled everything inside because its what I wanted; no one forced me to, no one encouraged me to, but im too stubborn to do what I know is right after I make my first stance.
Im not alone, but I am very lonely. Around 5 years ago I started to become everything that I hated: extroverted and social; likable really. Ive tried so hard to become what is most appealing to people, and it worked for as long as I can remember. Confidence, good looking, ripped and healthy, funny, social, charming, everything you can want in a friend or a human, ive worked towards it. I don’t spend a single night at home unless I want to. Im constantly surrounded by really good people. I have a beautiful girlfriend that is everything I’ve ever wanted in a partner. Im on amazing terms with my exes, and I still thank the skies for having met them and learning what I learnt with them. Ive made amazing friends over the years, ive had a mix of good and bad, and I consider myself fortnute to be able to live this kind of life when others work much harder and suffer to obtain much less. The world is cruel and unfair, but not much to me. Im lucky at times, unlucky at others, ive been raised well and Im wary of new people. I come with the built-in problems, but nothing too severe like the lack of the love of either parent. Im surrounded by an amazing family and amazing people all around. I have close friends I can talk to things about, I think, and a girlfriend that laughs at everything I say. I often get complements on things I perform, be it sports, my looks, body, or skills like playing the piano and others that ive spent so much time trying to learn. Ive worked on myself over the past while, and it paid off; people like me, and I got what I wanted. I proved to myself that my introversion wasn’t mandatory, it was by choice. I’ve always been terrified of being lonely, and yet I find myself here. Its like everything I did was for everyone else, not for myself, even though this is what I chose and this is the life that I wanted. I know , I sound insane, like im gone too far in one direction and cannot come back from this, but nothing of the sort has happened. Im still starting my life, starting my career, professionally and academically. Im even doing very well on these fronts; I leave good impressions on most people that I meet, especially work-wise, and I don’t nearly have to work as hard to get the results needed for certain things… but
But im still lonely. Im still empty, im empty, im empty inside. I feel like there’s a whole world inside me that no one has seen, that I don’t want anyone to see. I don’t want to open up to any of the people that I know, even though ive done so in the past, and those around me are incredibly supportive of everything I do. Am I just insane? Am I imagining all those around me? Is any of it even real? Ive reached horrible points in my life before, mainly just the one time, but ive come so far since then, and that was truly rock bottom and ive survived it. For the longest time I thought that I had met my soulmate, a few of them even, people cut from the same cloth as me, people that understood who I am and what I wanted with life, and they happened to be of the sex that I prefer, which made for an even stronger emotional bond because of other factors.
I think ive just always been sad, and ive always found something to blame it on. Maybe it was the lack of friends, the lack of a partner, the lack of a gaming group, the lack of a career, the lack of a soulmate, the lack of ideas and new experiences, the lack of a wonderful sexual exploration of fantasies… the lack of myself. A character. A personality. Im not sure I know who I am anymore. Anywhere you throw me I fit. Anyway you throw me ill land on my feet. I adapt quickly, even if I hurt myself in the process. But who am I really? What have I become? Ive stuck to my values throughout my life, ive never done anything so bad that I definitely regret doing it and wouldn’t live through doing it again. Ive lived a safe life, but also very exciting. I was able to attain the kind of life that ive always dreamed of having. Being wary and safe but also partying and meeting strangers. Having my first kiss, having my first relationship, driving with friends in the open road at insane hours, watching the sun rise, throwing a big party at a rented villa. Im not sure what im missing. Ive looked into the bar being too low, and ive tried to make it higher, which is what im doing right now. I may lack an ultimate goal, but im not lost in life, I just lost who I am in the process of becoming this kind of “perfect” human. Ive made big promises to my family that I have kept, such as no smoking for example. I don’t have bad habits like drinking too much, or vaping. I don’t do things that put me at risk, im responsible with my money, and I treat others kindly for a while now.
I don’t know if I want someone. I don’t know if I want something. I know I am blessed, but I feel empty inside. Maybe this is a one time thing. Maybe I wake up tomorrow and I delete this because its too weird and embarrassing. Maybe those that I have met weren’t actually my soulmates. Maybe I just need to talk to someone. I honestly don’t know. I don’t have it all, but I have a lot, in me and in those around me, and I am forever grateful. Maybe I want to talk someone about something. Maybe I want to let me tears flow? Maybe I had issues I wasn’t aware of. I honestly don’t know, but right now, I know that je te laisserai des mots is a great song, and listening to things like this just makes me think that everything im living is a dream ill wake up from one day. Some day, maybe tomorrow. I don’t think im unappreciated. I think im just in a plane alone with no one around. I look around and theres no one I can see. I feel like my sould aches and hurts and cries for someone that isn’t there. I dream about people and chase them but I don’t know who they are or why. I don’t know you. You don’t know me. Im fractured here, broken in other places. Everything ive done hasn’t fixed the pain inside me. Maybe I just want to talk to you. A friend, an ally, a soul.
I don’t know who you are, but I long for you. I miss you. Im in pain and I wait for the day we meet. You elude me, and happiness does too.
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2024.05.14 02:45 Meydeey OpenAI Assistant Vocal : Révolution dans l'Interaction Homme-Machine

L'assistant vocal de nouvelle génération d'OpenAI, mis à jour le 13 mai 2024, apporte une avancée majeure dans l'interaction homme-machine. Cet assistant, basé sur GPT-4o, vise à offrir une expérience utilisateur plus naturelle, intuitive et productive.

Caractéristiques Principales


Reconnaissance Vocale Avancée

L'assistant vocal utilise des algorithmes de reconnaissance vocale de pointe. Il comprend les commandes même dans des environnements bruyants et peut distinguer les voix individuelles, améliorant ainsi l'interaction personnalisée.

Synthèse Vocale Naturelle

La synthèse vocale de l'assistant offre des réponses naturelles et fluides. Grâce à des techniques avancées de génération de voix, il imite parfaitement les inflexions et les tonalités humaines, rendant les interactions plus agréables et efficaces.

Intégration Multimodale

En s'appuyant sur GPT-4o, l'assistant vocal peut traiter simultanément des commandes textuelles, vocales et visuelles. Cela permet une interaction plus riche et contextuelle, où l'utilisateur peut poser une question en parlant et recevoir une réponse sous forme de texte et d'image.

Support Multilingue

L'assistant vocal supporte plusieurs langues, permettant aux utilisateurs de basculer facilement entre différentes langues selon leurs besoins. Cette fonctionnalité est particulièrement utile dans des environnements multiculturels et internationaux.

Avantages pour les Utilisateurs


Accessibilité Accrue

Pour les personnes ayant des handicaps visuels ou moteurs, l'assistant vocal représente un outil précieux. Il permet d'accéder aux informations et de contrôler les appareils sans nécessiter d'interactions physiques complexes.

Amélioration de la Productivité

L'assistant vocal peut gérer des tâches variées comme la prise de rendez-vous, la gestion des emails, la recherche d'informations et l'exécution de commandes domotiques. Cela permet aux utilisateurs de se concentrer sur des tâches plus importantes tout en automatisant les opérations courantes.

Expérience Utilisateur Enrichie

Avec des interactions vocales naturelles et la capacité de traiter des données multimodales, l'assistant offre une expérience utilisateur plus immersive. Les réponses vocales sont plus interactives, engageantes et adaptées au contexte de l'utilisateur.

Cas d'Utilisation


Domotique

L'assistant vocal peut contrôler divers appareils domestiques intelligents, tels que les lumières, les thermostats, les serrures et les appareils de cuisine. Les utilisateurs peuvent donner des commandes vocales pour ajuster les paramètres de leur maison, créant ainsi un environnement domestique plus confortable et automatisé.

Santé

Dans le domaine de la santé, l'assistant vocal peut assister les patients en leur rappelant de prendre leurs médicaments, en fournissant des informations sur leurs rendez-vous médicaux, et en offrant des conseils de santé basés sur des données médicales préalablement entrées. Cela améliore la gestion de la santé personnelle et le suivi des traitements.

Éducation

Les éducateurs peuvent utiliser l'assistant vocal pour créer des expériences d'apprentissage interactives. Les étudiants peuvent poser des questions et recevoir des réponses immédiates, accéder à des ressources éducatives et obtenir des explications détaillées sur des sujets complexes, rendant l'apprentissage plus dynamique et interactif.

Assistance Client

Les entreprises peuvent intégrer l'assistant vocal dans leurs systèmes de support client pour offrir un service plus rapide et plus personnalisé. L'assistant peut gérer les requêtes courantes, fournir des informations sur les produits et services, et diriger les clients vers des solutions spécifiques sans l'intervention humaine directe.

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2024.05.14 02:41 slideaudio WTT/WTS: Tactile Archer, Heretic Jinn, Benchmade x2, Spyderco Mcbee, Creeper Friction Folder, TwoSun Slip

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Really cool stuff today. If you want to chat with a trade offer, please comment here first.
Click on name of knife for video.
SOLD SV $490 / TV $550 Tactile Turn Archer. This is a catch and release for me. Bought as LNIB (well, in cool pouch, so...LNIP) and received yesterday. Its a stunner...but I'm finding that I prefer smaller-than-full-size stuff, so moving this on for someone else to enjoy. If you are going to offer a trade for this beauty...make sure its smaller than this 3.4 inch blade! These are $599 from TT and are sold out. The feather milling pattern is like nothing i've seen. Original edge, no cut and limited carry (previous owner mentioned one day of office carry). 2/7/24 DOB which you can see in the timestamp picture on the cool metal card included. These come stock with skiff bearings and the action and acoustics (turn on sound!) are wonderful.
SV/TV $199 Heretic Jinn Magnacut partially serrated blade. Its a wicked little slip joint that retails for $300+. I'm at least second owner, but I don't see any evidence of use. I carried it for less than a day in a leather slip. I really like the walk and talk on this thing since its not as stiff as a Jack Wolf, but also not "squishy" at all. Satisfying while also not hard to open. I don't know the fancy slip joint lingo or how to rate the pull. I added a little lanyard to it.
SV/TV $125 Benchmade Grizzly Creek 15060-2
At least second owner, but no use to speak of. Action is pretty incredible on both of these Benchmades. Recurve blade is sweet looking. This one has a gut hook for all your gut needs. Comes in box with the little baggy thing.
SOLD SV/TV $125 Benchmade North Creek 15031-2 At least second owner, bought at the same time as the one above. Nice action with the axis lock and also a cool little recurve blade in S30V. I don't think this has been cut or carried.
SV/TV $135 $120 Spyderco Mcbee price drop since this was listed a while back. Its little, its sharp, its cute. CTS XHP. First owner, purchased from REC for around $190. Very light cut (some mail) and carry (around the house). Has been disassembled and cleaned. The awesome rock textured pivots are not so awesome with the Spyderco loctite, and I stripped the originals when taking apart. Spyderco customer support is great, though, and they sent brand new ones that I just installed. The knife is pretty pristine except where you can see some marks from my initial struggle taking apart. Comes in original box.
SV/TV $60 Creeper Knives Friction Folder This is light as air due to the kydex construction. Comes with a nice nylon sheath. I'm at least second owner but bought it as "like new" and I have not used it to my recollection. I don't know much about this maker, but I understand these go for $200+ when buying from him directly
SOLD SV/TV $30 TwoSun TS359-Shell looks cool in the sunlight, huh? Its a Twosun brand slip joint (although it doesn't have any branding that I can see) with a Damascus blade. I removed the original lanyard and put my own on there. I've listed this a couple of times a while back and it didn't sell so its been sitting in a drawer. Comes in Twosun box.
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2024.05.14 02:11 intergalactic_ocelot Will this be the right amount of bright indirect light?

Will this be the right amount of bright indirect light?
Zone 8b, the window on the right is west facing. The door on the left is my patio but only lets in light in in the afternoon. At no point does the plant get direct sun on it. My friends got me this beautiful fusion white as a kind gesture after my dad passed. I would love to keep it alive because of what it represents but I know calatheas can be challenging. Any other tips or advice would be appreciated.
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2024.05.14 02:08 sylviasos Help

Help
What am I doing wrong with my baby? She’s grown three new leaves in the past week but none with any holes? She’s about three years old and no festeration apart from one leaf. I just repotted her recently. And all leaves are going different directions I’m confused. I live in the uk so we don’t that much sun light although past few weeks it’s been nice and hot so she got a lot of sun. Should I get a grow light? If so what kind and how do I assemble? Any help would be appreciated x
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2024.05.14 02:05 Meydeey Pourquoi la Mise à Jour OpenAI va Transformer Votre Interaction avec l'IA

OpenAI a récemment annoncé des mises à jour majeures qui vont transformer notre interaction avec la technologie. Découvre les nouveautés et leur impact potentiel.

GPT-4o : Un modèle d'IA polyvalent et rapide

La dernière création d'OpenAI, GPT-4o, se distingue par sa rapidité et sa polyvalence. Conçu pour être "omni", le "o" de GPT-4o symbolise sa capacité à gérer une multitude de langues et à traiter des données textuelles, audio et vidéo avec une efficacité accrue.

Accessibilité et rapidité

GPT-4o est accessible aux utilisateurs de l’API, avec un temps de réponse annoncé 5 fois plus rapide que GPT-4 Turbo. Cela permet aux développeurs d'intégrer GPT-4o dans leurs applications et de bénéficier d'une interaction quasi instantanée, crucial pour les applications nécessitant des réponses en temps réel.

Amélioration des ressources

GPT-4o est plus économe en ressources que ses prédécesseurs, ce qui permet la mise en œuvre de fonctionnalités plus avancées sans frais supplémentaires pour les utilisateurs. Cela représente une avancée majeure en termes d'efficacité, permettant à OpenAI de proposer des services plus puissants tout en maintenant la durabilité de ses opérations.

ChatGPT pour ordinateur et ChatGPT Voice

OpenAI a également lancé une version desktop de ChatGPT ainsi qu'un nouveau mode ChatGPT Voice. Ces outils permettent une interaction plus naturelle avec l'IA.

ChatGPT pour Mac et Windows

ChatGPT pour Mac est disponible dès aujourd’hui, avec la version Windows à venir plus tard. Les utilisateurs de différentes plateformes pourront profiter de l'expérience ChatGPT directement depuis leur ordinateur, sans avoir besoin de passer par un navigateur web.

ChatGPT Voice et ses capacités

ChatGPT Voice peut utiliser la caméra pour commenter des choses en temps réel. Il dispose également d’un mode Vision capable de commenter un flux vidéo en temps réel. Avec des intonations encore plus naturelles, il répond très rapidement aux questions et fait des blagues, rendant l'expérience utilisateur plus agréable et engageante.

Un assistant vocal de nouvelle génération

OpenAI a annoncé un assistant vocal de nouvelle génération, capable de mener des conversations spontanées et naturelles sans délai notable entre les questions et les réponses. Cet assistant peut commenter un flux vidéo en direct, imiter le comportement humain, et donner des conseils d'intonation.

Interaction personnalisée

La capacité de GPT-4o à comprendre et à répondre en contexte permet des interactions personnalisées, en adaptant les réponses en fonction des commentaires et des besoins de l’utilisateur. Cela ouvre la porte à des expériences utilisateur hautement personnalisées et intuitives.

Collaboration avec Stack Overflow

OpenAI a signé un accord avec Stack Overflow pour alimenter ses modèles avec des données, ce qui devrait améliorer la capacité de ChatGPT à répondre aux questions liées à la programmation. Cela témoigne de l'engagement d'OpenAI à collaborer avec d'autres plateformes pour enrichir et affiner ses modèles d'IA.

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2024.05.14 01:57 srv524 Pool heater recommendations

Looking for recommendations for a pool heater for our 18' round pool, 52" wall. Live in Northeast US, we just want something to be able to extend our season. We don't need the pool to be in the 80s or anything crazy, maybe mid to high 70s. It's in direct sun so typically July and August it's in the 80s anyways without the solar cover.
I talked to a couple people who swore by the $600 heaters on Amazon whereas a few local stores are $2500. I'd prefer a 110v option but I can run a 220v like if need be.
Any thoughts please?
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2024.05.14 01:51 Grouchy_Group7054 Is this solar setup good for a large home?

Hello all. I've been doing some research and have a general idea of what's needed but definitely not an expert. This would be to power a 500+ square foot home in South Africa with a pool. For me, the important thing would be building a system that works well for me, and not so much making dramatic life changes to accommodate an underpowered solar system.
I would like to basically be able to power everything without worrying about tripping the inverter, and having enough batteries to get through the night. In SA, true north is the best direction, but to accommodate more panels I would also use east and west. Here is what I'm thinking based off of items I see from a local vender:
Pallet (31) 600w panels (2) 12kw hybrid 3 phase inverters (5) 10.25kw batteries
Does this seem like a good setup? I believe string inverters are limited and only perform at the strength of the panel receiving the least amount of sun, so a hybrid inverter is a must. Correct? What I'm not so sure about is the single phase vs 3 phase option. I believe I was that your home actually has to have the ability to receiver 3 phase power. I'm not sure.
Also, I haven't decided whether I'll use the grid or get a generator in case of multiple cloudy days. Thanks for your responses.
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2024.05.14 01:51 ThrustersToFull American Boomers in Europe (long)

My husband (27M) and I (38M) are doing a trip across Europe at the moment. He’s American and I’m British and we reside mostly in the UK. We’ve had experiences with boomers (too many experiences) but our travels across Europe have been something else.
95% of these boomers were, it seemed, American.
Ok some examples. Brace yourself. Here we go:
  1. Venice. A city of tiny islets connected by bridges and where water taxis, gondolas and walking over bridges is commonplace. On approaching a very narrow bridge, I noticed a clump of people. As we got closer I saw a woman shouting, and then I heard her. She’s American, standing with her arms outstretched as to block access and she was SCREAMING: “Don’t walk on this bridge!! WE ARE TAKING PHOTOS ON OUR CELLPHONES!” Behind her, her friends were all posing while simultaneously struggling to operate their phones. Obviously people were just ignoring her, so she’s becoming irate. By the time we got to her I can’t help myself (I never have been able to) so I said: “Get fucked lady.” I think my backpack might have hit her as I pushed past her. Ooops.
  2. At a water taxi station, a group of 8 or so boomers didn’t have the correct tickets to scan to get on the water taxi so they just PUSHED the ticket barriers until they gave way so they could board. This was noticed by the taxi boat staff, however, and the departure of the boat was delayed while they had to summon the police.
  3. On a taxi gondola (one that goes directly across a canal, not one that takes you on a romantic tour) a boomer boarded after us. The ‘driver’ tells him in clear English to sit down. He doesn’t comply, instead choosing to parade up and down causing the gondola to destabilise and even for water to come aboard, even before we’ve left the port. He has the absolute temerity to tell the driver to “KEEP THIS THING STEADY! I'M TRYING TO TAKE PHOTOS YOU IDIOT!” The driver tells him to either sit down or leave (obviously not an option in the middle of the canal). He reluctantly obeys but as he sits down he mutters something like “… won the second world war!”
  4. We went to an ultra high end restaurant on our final night in Venice and at the table next to us are a couple of American boomers. The man had a very unusual complexion, looking like he’s spent far too long in the sun. When their bill came, he threw a FIT because they won’t accept AmEx. “This is FUCKING OUTRAGEOUS!” He screams at the waiter who is about 18 and doesn’t really understand what is being said to him. “WE USE THIS CARD ALLL THE TIME AT HOME!” I leaned over and said: “Errrrrr, so in Europe AmEx isn’t often accepted because of the very high transaction fees. Perhaps you could-“ to which he snapped at me: “Mind your own fucking business! Nobody asked you or your boyfriend.”
  5. In Zürich, we had to contend with a boomer who kept getting in the way of us taking photos. It was like he was deliberately standing in our way. At one point he seemed to almost accidentally touch my husband. Eventually I said: “hey bro, we’re trying to take a picture of us together. Can you give us some room?” To which he snapped: “You don’t own this hill you know!!”
  6. We had a 7 hour train journey from one country to another. We had a first class reservation. Once we boarded, we found two boomer couples sitting around a table, which our two seats were part of. I explained we had a reservation. One of them said: “Well you can’t have, we have this table.” I produced the reservation and said: “You can clearly see it says we are in this coach, in first class, in these seats. Can I see YOUR reservation?” They refused, with the man from the other couple saying: “You don’t even look like you can afford first class tickets, son. Why don’t you run along before I get security?” I turned to my husband and said: “Go and get someone.” He did so, and they spent the next 15 minutes berating me, saying I’d be “very embarrassed” when I am told to leave the train. One of them even said: “Yeah they’ll show you up like the poor you are.” Husband returned with ticket inspector who looked at our tickets and then asks them to produce theirs. They argue briefly, and upon being threatened with removal from the train, produce tickets four second class with no reservations. The inspector tells them to leave the first class section “immediately or this will be a matter for the police” (which she said in French so I had the great pleasure of translating). They reluctantly got up to go and made a HUGE huff and puff about it. One of them pulled his bag off a luggage rack and managed to hit a child sitting near the rack with it, and then verbally abused the child’s parents when they dared to complain. At the next stop the train stopped for about 30 minutes and announcements were made that there was an “unexpected delay”. The ticket lady from before came to tell us that the four of them had been asked to leave because of their behaviour in second class, refused to do so, and therefore the police were brought in.
  7. In Prague, went to a very old family owned restaurant. One of the family is a university student who happened to get talking to a boomer couple. He’s studying computing science and artificial intelligence. They tell him he is “contributing to the end of humanity”. The male boomer adds: “I was teaching people how to use Microsoft 20 years ago, I know what computers can do! And this is very dangerous….!” Needless to say, this 19 year old who understands only basic English was very confused.
  8. In Milan, a boomer couple walked past me in a shop and I heard the woman say: “Fucking useless, this Italy. Everyone here speaks in foreign.”
  9. In an airport to travel from Germany to Zürich, a boomer couple decided to start regulating the line to board the jet. They stood in the way of the gate desk, letting only older people past and holding younger people back. I snapped at once: “What are you doing? Get out of the way, man” and as I walked past him I heard “… elders first! Elders first!” When I was on the jet and seated, the wife came up to me ONCE WE WERE IN THE AIR and said I had been “very disrespectful” to her husband and “you are now required to apologise.” My husband, seeing I was on the verge of committing a murder, said: “Look, you got your moment of glory earlier in controlling the queue. Take your pound of flesh and fuck off.” She then snaps: “OR WHAT?” to which my husband calmly replies: “Or we make a complaint right now about your disruptive behaviour onboard an aircraft. Don’t tend to like that, the Swiss.” And then he sits down and instantly puts his AirPods in and turning away from her. I had to look out of the window so she didn’t see me smiling.
  10. In Milan we visited a museum showcasing technologies through the ages. It was enormous, and very comprehensive. In one display case they have an original Macintosh from 1984. As I stand looking at it, I became aware of some raised - distinctly American - voices. “What the hell!! Are they saying they MADE the computer?!!? WE MADE THE COMPUTER.” I can’t resist (again) and turn to him and say to this group of 6 boomers: “Actually, ladies and gents, the modern inventor of the computer is Alan Turing, an English guy who broke the German’s Enigma code during World War 2. This Macintosh is here just because of its historical significance-“ I didn’t get any further cos he cut me off with “UGH. So it’s the ENGLISH stealing our tech now!”
I am writing this because we were both have been genuinely taken aback by what we have experienced. I have travelled extensively in Europe and never quite come up against this before, so I don’t know if it means that the Boomer problem is getting worse or what.
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2024.05.14 01:35 TheLastRiter I never should have gone to this farmhouse alone. [Part 1]

My hands are shaking as I write this, I have to document my story incase something happens to me in the next few days. I'm not sure where to begin but I suppose here is better than anywhere.
I've always had this weird feeling, this sensation inside of me that I was older than I actually was. By the time I was twelve, my soul felt as though it was forty. By the time I reached twenty, I felt like an old woman. I would watch people around my age acting foolish, and I always thought, "What a bunch of children." So it was no surprise to anyone that when I turned twenty-one, I left my hometown and college and decided to spend the summer alone by renting an old farmhouse in an insignificant town on the edge of an even more insignificant border.
When I told my mother, she had a veritable fit, unable to find the words. She spluttered and raged around me for days before I finally left early one morning to avoid her guilt and frustration with my choices. I was not sure why I craved solitude at such a young age, why I found solace in being alone and removed from society.
In high school, I had changed unexpectedly, cutting my long blonde hair short and dying it black, getting piercings that my mother loathed and claimed no young lady should have. You see, my mother was raised proper, as she called it. Good family, good husband, and finally a good life. She despised her perfect life being squashed by my alternative looks and feelings of the same world. She just didn't understand me or the world as it changed around her. I felt like I was just a trophy to her and my father, her perfect angel who had been tainted by my own demented thoughts.
I never told my parents where I was staying, one last rebellious mission before leaving for a few months, and it took me only a few hours to arrive at the farmhouse where I would be staying for the next few months. The land around the farm was dead or dying, old crops rose out of the dry dusty earth and had turned black and forgotten, as if this land was the example of dreams long forgotten and empty. A single dreary lane connected this desolate farmhouse to the rest of the world. On the outside, it was drab and looked as though it would fall apart. It had two stories but still seemed cramped and small, as if it were a single floor tied to the ground.
Across from the house, bordering the tall weeds that had reclaimed much of the farmland, stood a maudlin-looking faded red barn, one door propped open in a dejected manner revealing naught to me but shadows, dust, and a little mystery.
Next to the barn, staked into the ground on an old-looking cross, was a ragged scarecrow. It had drab brown clothing, but its face was oddly realistic, like it was watching me with a disapproving manner. Straw poked through its joints at odd angles like they were trying to break free from their confines. The scarecrow obviously didn't do its job as it was covered in no less than three crows.
I parked my car next to the barn and stepped out into the dusty yard before the farmhouse that I would make my home for the next few months. I checked under the front mat for the key and put it in the lock.
With a satisfying click, the door fell inward into the farmhouse. Surprisingly, the inside of the farmhouse was modern, clean, and looked quite inviting. I could smell the fresh paint on the walls, and everything was so white. The realtor had told me she would stop by tomorrow to collect the rent, and she had tried to chat my ear off on the phone about all the renovations she and her son were doing on the place.
I sighed with contentment and tossed my bags beside the door. I dug around in my bag and removed my camera, my father's old film shooter as he called it. I had taken up the hobby years ago for what I called capturing the oddity in the world.
I explored the small house a little more; the ground floor consisted of a single room and small bathroom with a shower. The bedroom was upstairs and was the only room, the stairs connected directly to the white and pink monstrosity that was the master bedroom. The pillows had laces on them and almost made me gag from the cuteness. There was even cute white lace curtains on the window with little flowers stitched onto them.
Out of the only window of the room, I could see the barn and the scarecrow. I aimed my camera at the pair and snapped a photo. From this angle, the scarecrow appeared to be staring straight at me. It stood next to the left side of the barn in a dejected manner like a chastised child.
A shudder involuntarily ran through me at the sight, but I moved on back downstairs. It was getting close to dinner time now, and I had brought some food with me.
After a few minutes, I had my dinner on the stove cooking and the crickets chirping outside the open window. As I sat down to eat next to the window, I felt at peace for one of the first times in years. The solitude of this old farm was exactly what I needed. The window supplied a nice breeze that wafted through the place, it smelled of grass and warm summer nights, made me feel at peace. The simple dish of spaghetti with tomato sauce and a glass of wine was all that I needed right here, right now in this moment.
That night I climbed into the frilly laced bed and sunk into the claustrophobic mattress. I felt like Goldilocks in the mama bear's bed as it was altogether too soft. From my perfumed bed, I had a good view out the window. I had left the porch light on, and it cast an eerie glow across the yard. The barn loomed ominously, stalwart against the light of the porch, like it was protecting the shadows from the battering ram of light. The somber scarecrow leaned against the left side of the barn.
With a small jump, I thought I saw its arm move slightly. I peered through my camera using the zoom to get a better view of the scarecrow. It was completely still in the night, and I laughed quietly to myself at my silliness. I had always enjoyed horror movies, but there was no chance I was living in one. I settled back into bed and put my camera down. Within a few minutes, I fell into sleep's warm embrace.
What felt like only a few minutes later, I sat up in bed. It was still dark out, I could hear crickets chirping through the open window, and I strained my ears for a moment.
I thought something had woken me up. I felt a cold shiver run down my spine as a cold breeze wafted in through the window. I pulled the frilly blanket up around myself when I heard it. A thud sounded below me, shaking the whole world into silence. The crickets stopped chirping, and my heart felt like it had stopped beating. Someone was in the house. I hadn't locked the door or closed the kitchen window, and now someone was downstairs. A second thud sounded like a boot on the staircase. Then another and another as something was slowly moving up the stairs towards the room.
I don't know why I did it, but something came over me. I wasn't big or especially brave, but my normal cowardice in social situations changed instantly. With a dash, I tore across the room, flicking on the lights, ready to face my attacker, to defend myself against male or female. I would fight, and I would win.
But as the lights turned on, ready to strike with my foot, nothing was there. The staircase was empty, and upon further inspection, the entire house was empty. The kitchen window was open, and I shut and locked it securely before checking the door. Nothing. I sat down on the couch, my heart pounding out of my chest, as I tried to make sense of what had just happened.
"I must have still been half-asleep," I said aloud to the room in a thinly veiled attempt to calm my nerves. It failed horribly, but I went with it. What else could you do in a situation like that?
After locking up the house, I went back up to that frilly four-poster bed in the bedroom and stared out the window. Nothing was in the yard except my car, the barn, and the same old sad-looking scarecrow staring across the yard.
Day 2
The next morning, I woke up to the soft light filtering through the lace curtains. Despite the strange events of the previous night, I felt strangely refreshed, as if the morning sun had chased away the shadows that lingered in my mind.
I descended the stairs, the wooden steps creaking softly under my weight, and headed to the kitchen. As I brewed a pot of coffee, my mind wandered back to the events of last night. Was it just a figment of my imagination, or was there really someone in the house?
Shaking off the unease, I decided to explore the farmhouse in the daylight. I wandered through the room, admiring the modern renovations that clashed with the rustic exterior. The farmhouse had a charm to it, despite its eerie surroundings.
As I made my way outside, the cool morning air greeted me, and I took a deep breath, letting the serenity of the countryside wash over me. The barn stood tall against the backdrop of the morning sky, and the scarecrow seemed to watch me as I crossed the yard.
I approached the barn, curiosity getting the better of me. Pushing open the creaky door, I stepped inside, the musty scent of hay filling my nostrils. The interior was dimly lit, the sunlight filtering through the cracks in the wooden walls.
I explored every nook and cranny of the barn, but found nothing out of the ordinary. As I turned to leave, something caught my eye. In the corner of the barn, hidden beneath a pile of old blankets, was a small wooden chest.
My heart racing with anticipation, I lifted the lid of the trunk and peered inside. What I found took my breath away. It was a collection of old photographs, yellowed with age, depicting scenes from a bygone era. They were of a man with his family, two young kids, and a beautiful young wife. The man had yellow blonde hair, almost like straw in texture, but he smiled so happily with his family.
I sifted through the photographs, my fingers trembling with excitement. Who had left these behind, and why? Each photograph seemed to tell a story, a glimpse into the past of this forgotten farmhouse.
As I sat there, lost in thought, a sudden noise jolted me back to reality. It was the sound of footsteps coming from outside the barn.
"Hello?" The dreamy voice of a woman called to me from the entrance to the barn.
I slammed the lid of the trunk shut, closing the memories up in a flurry as I spun around to be greeted by a quite pretty woman with blonde hair and a pink suit skirt combo. She had bright pink lipstick, that seemed to be a permanent fixture on her face, and quite shiny and sparkly blue eye shadow on her lids. I myself only wore black eyeliner. This woman was like Barbie in her proportions, thin waist, long hair, and large tracts of land, as my father would have said.
"Oh, hello," I said simply, always awkward in normal social situations.
If she noticed anything odd about me, she breezed over it in an easy manner. Taking me by the shoulders, she led me out of the dusty barn and into the yard.
"You must be Polly. We have been waiting a while for you to come. I simply must know what you think of the renovations to the house. Aren’t they just to die for?" The lady said all in one breath, as if she didn’t need air to speak.
"Yes, they are quite nice..." I started before she cut me off, not in a rude manner but instead in one that she would have continued on even if I had just told her I was not Polly and instead I was a mass murderer looming for my next victim.
"You see, me and my son Eli—yes, Eli, you stop lurking in the shadows over there," she said, continuing on as I noticed a younger man leaning up against the barn. He wore simple clothes of jeans and a white t-shirt but had a handsome face. His hair was brown and hung slightly over his eyes.
"I hope you don’t mind if my son here continues working on some renovations while you stay here? Strictly on the outside of the house, mind you. A fresh coat of white paint would make this little beauty shine. We would have finished by now if not for the accidents," she continued, completely unabashed by my silence.
"Sorry. But you are the realtor?" I said, trying to regain my feet under me.
"Oh my god, I am so sorry, dear!" she said with an affable cackle.
"Yes, yes, I am Barbara, but all my friends call me Barb. That over there is Eli. Eli, come say hi," Barb said while her painted talons rested firmly on my shoulder.
Eli stomped over, keeping his eyes low, in a sort of moody way that actually intrigued me, sort of.
When he glanced up at me, I noticed he drank in me from head to toe, and for the first time, I realized what I was wearing. An old rock t-shirt of one of my favorite bands and, of all things, my black pajama bottoms with cartoon bats on them that said "happy halloween."
I felt my face blush crimson as he made eye contact with me. He had very mysterious eyes of blue that seemed to cut right through my soul.
"Nice shirt," he said while gesturing to me. His voice was quiet and uncertain, as if he didn’t get much practice with the art. Knowing his mother, it seemed highly accurate.
"Thanks. Do you like them?" I asked.
"Oh, he likes all sorts of things, don’t you, Eli? Honestly, you two can gab on forever. But miss, I believe we have a small matter of payment," Barb said, drawing the conversation back to herself.
"Of course. Let me go get it," I said as I went back into the house and retrieved the envelope with the rent money in it.
Barb grabbed the envelope in her bright pink talons and snapped a piece of bubblegum between her teeth. With quick fingers, she leafed through the cash, counting it. As she counted, her normal bubbly personality seemed to disappear, giving way to what I gleaned was her true thoughts and feelings before the facade slipped on once again.
"Mmkay, perfect honey, this is the right amount. Now you have my number, so you call if you need anything. Like I said earlier, Eli will stop by from time to time to work on painting the house. I promise you he won’t be an imposition, just pay him no mind," Barb said in a sweet voice as she popped her gum in between each word.
"Eli, come on, please, I have an appointment in town," Barb said to her son, and they both climbed into a garish pink convertible with jewels hanging from the mirror wrapped in a gold chain.
Barb waved one last time as she sped off out of the driveway, covering me in dust as she spun the wheel around.
With their departure, I went inside and retrieved my camera. I spent a few minutes shooting a few pictures I thought were worthy. I re-entered the barn and pulled the old trunk out into the sunshine. Inside was only a handful of photos, some old clothes, and what looked like some old heirlooms. A beautifully old candlestick and a few leather-bound books lay at the bottom, covered by an old tablecloth. The tablecloth was a nice white with intricate swirling patterns inlaid around the edges.
Why would these things be packed away in here? They were so beautiful. I decided to bring the stuff inside for further inspection. As I lifted the trunk, out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw something move in the tall grass at the edge of the property. I stared for a minute, but nothing moved again. I must be getting jumpy being alone like this. After last night and then this, I was just imagining things.
I brought the items inside and spread them out. I put the tablecloth on the table, and it hung low to the ground. I placed the candlestick by the window and took out the photos again, spreading them out.
The photos told me a story of a loving family that obviously lived in the farmhouse before me. They had a photo next to the barn, with a brand new looking scarecrow in the back. The man even had his arm around it; it looked so much cleaner and proper in this photo. I stared outside at the sad-looking scarecrow.
I took my camera and the photo and went outside to stand next to the scarecrow. His post hung kind of crooked in the earth like it was weighed down by the scarecrow.
I snapped a photo of the scarecrow as it was, then examined the original photo. I began resettling the post in the ground, but it kept sagging. I decided to pull him out of the ground and move him while I added more dirt to his hole. With some effort, I reseated him into his original hole. He already looked better, but I straightened his clothes and pulled out the last bits of straw that stuck out of his clothes. When I was finished, I looked back at him and took a photo, smiling while I did so at my work.
I then spent some time sweeping the front porch and banging the dust out of the cushions before I curled up on a wicker chair with plump cushions for a few hours reading a book I had brought with me.
I felt quite content at this place. The sounds of the crickets began again, putting me at ease as the sun began to descend. I had spent the entire day just relaxing, and it was perfect. I sat sprawled out in the chair, too lazy to go and make dinner or even move. My bladder was full, but I waited until the last moment before dashing inside and relieving myself.
That's when I noticed it, out in the yard. It seemed as if the scarecrow had moved closer. Once shrouded by the barn slightly, it now had moved a few steps into the light from the porch. My heart dropped at the sight. Not again, I must be asleep on the porch in the chair. I pinched myself, trying to wake up, but all I received was a sore arm.
I closed my eyes, then rubbed them, hoping to dispel whatever plagued my mind, but when I opened my eyes, I noticed the scarecrow was even closer. Halfway across the yard now, it sat menacingly, hanging crooked in the dirt. The scarecrow seemed to be staring at me with an intense gaze. The slits in its face were open now, and in the porch light, I swear I could see human eyes underneath the mask.
I moved towards the front door, locking it in a swift motion. I was shaking now, and it took me a minute to relax. I never took my eyes off the scarecrow for fear of it moving again.
My cellphone was upstairs, so I couldn't flee without the scarecrow moving again. I breathed out slightly and unlocked the door, letting it swing in with a creak. The night outside was silent, as if everything was holding its breath. The usual crickets that plagued me with their song day and night had fallen quiet. I stepped out onto the porch; I needed to go confront this demonic entity. Something about this still made me think this was a prank.
"Eli, is that you?" I called out to the scarecrow.
No response, of course. I steeled myself and put one foot off the porch, never taking my eyes off the scarecrow before me. Something seemed to be dripping from its head as I approached, a dark slime that seemed to be melting from its joints as it stood there silently, except for the constant drip of the liquid on the dry dirt before me.
I walked around the scarecrow, determined to figure out what was going on. As I circled it, my vision darkened for a moment as I faced towards the light of the house. I jumped as the scarecrow's head turned to face me as I looked away. The black liquid drained faster from the being, forming a shallow pool at its feet.
I'm not proud of what I did next, but I fled, taking my eyes off the scarecrow. I made a mad dash for the farmhouse. Behind me, I could hear the pounding of feet. I screamed as loud as my lungs would let me. My voice rang through the silence as I grabbed the door handle and wrenched open the door as I felt a strong grip fall on my shoulder.
I turned to defend myself, but nothing was there. The scarecrow was gone, the wooden cross had vanished, as had the pool of dark liquid in the dirt. The world sprung back to life; the crickets began chirping loudly, and my heart restarted. I slammed the door, and the air from my force scattered the photographs on the table. I ran upstairs, leaving the lights on in the house, and dove onto the bed, wrapping myself in the frilly blanket like a set of frilly armor.
I snatched my camera from the bedside table and held it close, determined to document the rest of the night. I held it in shaking hands as the noise downstairs began—the sound of boots crossing the floor to the stairs and the careful but heavy steps of ascension as they climbed closer and closer to me.
This time, I didn't lunge forward as the light was already on. I glanced out the window, but the scarecrow was still gone. I focused my camera on the stairs and waited as the steps came closer and closer. A shape began to form as the head of whatever was coming up the stairs crested the floor. Then a plain brown mask with slits where the eyes would be. It froze for a moment, then slowly turned its head towards me. Inside the slits were human eyes that seemed to be leaking dark red blood.
In the light, I could see it now. I snapped a photo of the beast, the flash setting off a reaction in the beast. The scarecrow moved so fast up the stairs it was a blur. My scream echoed throughout the house as it lunged at me. Filthy hands pinned me down, and the deep crimson liquid began pouring out of every joint of the scarecrow. It began covering my face, my eyes, and getting into my open mouth. I spluttered and kicked at the beast, but my blows had no purchase, as if the scarecrow on top of me had no substance to itself.
I coughed and spluttered on the liquid as it began to fill my mouth faster and faster. I tried not to swallow any, but it tried to find purchase as I was held down.
"Polly?" A nervous voice called from below.
Suddenly, as if the angels had called, the pressure dissipated, and I crashed to the floor in a heap, trying to spit the blood out, but nothing came—it was gone. Footsteps pounded up the stairs again, and I flew back in fear, closing my eyes.
"Oh my god. Polly, are you okay?" A voice said, and gentle hands grabbed my arm.
My eyes shot open at the human touch, and I grabbed Eli into a tight hug, where I promptly began sobbing in fear, my whole body shaking as Eli awkwardly hugged me.
"Don't worry, it's going to be okay," Eli said patiently to me as he hugged me back gently and began stroking my back.
I shivered in a choking sob and fell into his arms, desperately wanting to believe him, and for some reason, I did.
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