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2024.05.14 10:49 Researcher_Fearless God-king Meruem's Hatsu
I got to thinking about the powers of a Meruem who survived the Rose poison and went on to rule the world. This also assumes he is aware of the Dark Continent and that there are creatures there who could pose a threat to him. These Hatsu will be seperated into categories, since there's a lot of them.
Mostly, this was a chance to go absolutely wild with the pinnacle of Nen. I hope you enjoy reading busted abilities.
Foundational:
Aura Synthesis (Emission): By consuming the aura of another individual, Meruem permanently adds their aura to his reserves. This also allows him to reverse engineer any Hatsu they possessed perfectly, and improve them using his own Nen skill.
En Photons (Emission): By emitting individual particles of Nen, Meruem can gain the effects of En with effectively zero effort or aura investiture. More importantly, En Photons in contact with an individual with aura can become laden in the targets aura, returning to Meruem and activating Aura Synthesis. This means that, just by being in the same area as someone, Meruem can copy their Hatsu, and take as much of their aura reserves for himself as he pleases, though this is obviously massively faster the closer Meruem is to the target.
Specialization Access: By absorbing Aura from many specialists, Meruem gained the ability to use Specialization as if it were a normal Nen type, with 60% efficiency.
Combat:
Unshackle (Specialization): Meruem can only use this ability in a situation where he feels harm could come upon him from a source other than himself. To activate it, he must cut himself, and he cannot use Nen (including Enhancement healing) to heal it, or allow another to heal it for him. Once activated, Meruem gains 100% efficiency in all Nen categories while Unshackled. When Meruem ends this ability, 99% of his Aura pool is sealed away from him for ten times as long as he maintained Unshackle.
Transformation (Transmutation): A mix of Youpi's shapeshifting and Beelzebub, this ability allows Meruem to freely alter his form for mobility, combat, healing, and more. This is so potent that, as long as Meruem can maintain a a core the size of an ant, he can reform from nearly anything that doesn't destroy him on a cellular level. Unshackled, this ability allows Meruem to manipulate his body at the molecular level, though reconstituting large numbers of destroyed cells requires immense focus.
Spiritual Message (Emission, Manipulation): Meruem can read the mental, emotional, and aura makeup of anyone in contact with his En photons. This is so detailed that he can read minds and determine the Hatsu of targets instantly. This works on Dark Continent entities, though their complexity and uniqueness means that Meruem needs a few moments to derive useful conclusions, which is greatly reduced when Unshackled.
Mirror Clone (Emission, Manipulation): An emitted copy of himself, mirror clones do not have real substance and can be destroyed if their physical form is disrupted. They can use most of his Hatsu, and any aura granted to them is returned to Meruem if they are destroyed or are dismissed, as well as memories of everything they experienced. Although Mirror clones can move independently, they lack their own consciousness, and generally act on the last order given to them by Meruem.
Perfect Clone (Conjuration, Manipulation): Can only be activated when Unshackled. A true flesh and blood copy of Meruem. Instead of being granted a sum of Aura on creation, a Perfect Clone is instead granted a percentage of Meruem's pool, which it can recover on its own if expended, potentially even growing with Aura Synthesis. Perfect Clone is fully independent, and acts as an exact copy of Meruem's consciousness, meaning that personality drift is a real danger. Meruem considers this ability undignified, but holds it in reserve for creatures like Ai that can instantly kill anything at any range. If either the copy or original dies, the remainder receives the full Aura pool.
False Form (Conjuration): By using replacement-type conjuration to create a copy of his own body, Meruem can sustain bodily harm without it affecting his actual body. This ability normally has a latency of half a second to re-create a destroyed body part, but this is removed when Unshackled.
Executioner's Sword (Conjuration): Only usable Unshackled. Anything living pierced by this blade dies. Only one can be conjured at a time, even between clones.
Domain:
Heart of the Emperor (Conjuration): Meruem conjures an onyx shard. Any creature with this shard embedded in their heart is protected against the majority of the negative effects of Meruem's domains. Anyone else with a shard is treated as Meruem for the purpose of the domains effects.
Domain Activation (Emission): Can only be used Unshackled. Meruem emits a Nen space and teleports himself and any number of other targets into it. Each domain can only be activated if all previous domains were unsucessful in defeating one or more targets inside, and were active for at least 30 seconds on that target. Although each domain has a unique ability, all of them teleport En Photons directly between Meruem and the target, causing Aura drain to happen at a ludicrous rate.
Dimensional Anchor (Emission): Anything struck by the ray fired by this ability finds themselves unable to teleport by any means. This also foils any attempts to escape emitted spaces.
Domain I - Fields of Mourning (Manipulation): A seemingly infinite, listless field, this domain exploits the emotional vulnerabilities of the target, forcing victims to relive trauma, become overwhelmed with regret, or simply have all motivation drained away from them. Meruem can skip this domain against opponents that do not have emotions.
Domain 2 - Chains of Tartarus (Manipulation, Conjuration, Specialization): Worked stone and metal chains fill this domain. Targets inside of this domain have their body, mind, and aura seperated, unable to interact with each other. The body is paralyzed, the mind filled with pain and chaotic thoughts, and the aura rendered inert. Chans and manacles are conjured onto the target that interfere their ability to act in any way.
Domain 3 - Pits of Asphodel (Emission, Transmutation, Manipulation, Conjuration, Enhancement, Specialization): Pools of magma and gouts of flames fill this domain. This domain attempts to physically destroy the target by as many means as possible simultaneously. Heat, cold, vibration, ionization, entropy, and many more methods are used to destroy the target at an atomic, or sometimes subatomic level.
Domain 4 - Weight of Chronos (Specialization): A massive clock as the floor, with an endless abyss in every direction. This domain stops time, freezes space, and calcifies reality. Even Meruem is able to only observe and think, though he has near omniescense in this state within the domain. The purpose of this domain is to give Meruem the chance to observe, calculate, and formulate against a target that was able to resist the first three domains.
Domain 5 - Personalized Tapestry of Fate (Specialization + More?); The exact parameters of this domain are created while Weight of Chronos is active. Its purpose is to exploit weaknesses of the target in a way that allows them to be destroyed in ways that were not possible with the previous domains. If this is not possible with something standard, this serves simply to delay the target until the sixth domain unlocks.
Domain 6 - Unraveling (Specialization, Manipulation): Reality itself begins to unravel as this domain activates. This domain does not attack the target's body, mind, or aura. Instead, it attacks them as a concept, unraveling their very being at such a foundational level that there is little opportunity to resist.
Domain 7 - Colosseum (Enhancement): A large, roman colosseum. If all else fails, wearing the target down may be the only choice. When this domain activates, Meruem may take the opportunity to create a Perfect Clone outside the domain. While the domain is active, Meruem becomes five times more potent in every regard, and targets become five times weaker. Meruem also has his Aura efficiency massively increased, with expended aura mostly trickling back into his Aura pool, making him limitlessly enduring, while targets become massively inefficient, expending many times what they would even in a non weakened state. Note that this applies to unusual abilities like Ai's wishes as well.
Utility:
Teleportation (Emission): Meruem or something he targets teleports. This is instantaneous up to 100 meters (1 kilometer Unshackled), but requires concentration proportional to distance for longer teleports. In his Emitted spaces, Meruem can freely teleport anywhere within or between them. Can be used to escape Conjured or Emitted spaces.
Reactive Instincts (Manipulation, Specialization): Meruem is constantly self-manipulated with this ability, which reacts to danger or unusual situations. It can intuit danger that Meruem would have no way of percieving, and can activate any of his Hatsu autonomously. If someone wished for Alluka to kill Meruem, Reactive Instincts would Unshackle and create a Perfect Clone immediately before he died, allowing him to escape unscathed.
Hideaway (Emission, Conjuration): Meruem creates a new space, 'layered' slightly off from regular reality, and tucks himself or something else there. Although he can still percieve his surroundings with En Photons, very few methods can locate or target something that doesn't exist within regular spacetime.
Sacrificial Exorcism (Emission, Specialization): If Meruem is affected with a Nen curse or similar affliction, he may transfer it to a willing target in the form of a disease. Although powerful curses may result in afflictions on the same level as what Gon suffered, they will never be fatal (though survival may become nearly impossible with something on that level). If the target retains the curse for at leas ten years, and is still loyal to Meruem, their death causes the curse to die with them.
Exotic Matter Manipulation (Transmutation, Manipulation): Although technically many hatsu, I decided to group these together. Using his knowledge of physics, Meruem can create unusual states of matter to perform incredible feats, like creating black holes to form stable wormholes, to using transmuted antimatter to convert matter into energy. Physicists could probably suggest more weird stuff. Many of these must be Unshackled to come into effect properly.
Identity Safeguard (Specialization, Emission): Tucked away in an emitted space is a copy of the concept that makes Meruem what he is. If this is damaged somehow, he can use his backup.
Matter Reconstruction (Manipulation, Transmutation, Emission): Meruem can manipulate matter he infuses his aura into, reconfiguring it into any form he desires. Unshackled, this can manipulate atoms, changing the elements of the matter he is working with.
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Mostly, this was a chance to go absolutely wild with the pinnacle of Nen. I hope you enjoy reading busted abilities.
Foundational:
Aura Synthesis (Emission): By consuming the aura of another individual, Meruem permanently adds their aura to his reserves. This also allows him to reverse engineer any Hatsu they possessed perfectly, and improve them using his own Nen skill.
En Photons (Emission): By emitting individual particles of Nen, Meruem can gain the effects of En with effectively zero effort or aura investiture. More importantly, En Photons in contact with an individual with aura can become laden in the targets aura, returning to Meruem and activating Aura Synthesis. This means that, just by being in the same area as someone, Meruem can copy their Hatsu, and take as much of their aura reserves for himself as he pleases, though this is obviously massively faster the closer Meruem is to the target.
Specialization Access: By absorbing Aura from many specialists, Meruem gained the ability to use Specialization as if it were a normal Nen type, with 60% efficiency.
Combat:
Unshackle (Specialization): Meruem can only use this ability in a situation where he feels harm could come upon him from a source other than himself. To activate it, he must cut himself, and he cannot use Nen (including Enhancement healing) to heal it, or allow another to heal it for him. Once activated, Meruem gains 100% efficiency in all Nen categories while Unshackled. When Meruem ends this ability, 99% of his Aura pool is sealed away from him for ten times as long as he maintained Unshackle.
Transformation (Transmutation): A mix of Youpi's shapeshifting and Beelzebub, this ability allows Meruem to freely alter his form for mobility, combat, healing, and more. This is so potent that, as long as Meruem can maintain a a core the size of an ant, he can reform from nearly anything that doesn't destroy him on a cellular level. Unshackled, this ability allows Meruem to manipulate his body at the molecular level, though reconstituting large numbers of destroyed cells requires immense focus.
Spiritual Message (Emission, Manipulation): Meruem can read the mental, emotional, and aura makeup of anyone in contact with his En photons. This is so detailed that he can read minds and determine the Hatsu of targets instantly. This works on Dark Continent entities, though their complexity and uniqueness means that Meruem needs a few moments to derive useful conclusions, which is greatly reduced when Unshackled.
Mirror Clone (Emission, Manipulation): An emitted copy of himself, mirror clones do not have real substance and can be destroyed if their physical form is disrupted. They can use most of his Hatsu, and any aura granted to them is returned to Meruem if they are destroyed or are dismissed, as well as memories of everything they experienced. Although Mirror clones can move independently, they lack their own consciousness, and generally act on the last order given to them by Meruem.
Perfect Clone (Conjuration, Manipulation): Can only be activated when Unshackled. A true flesh and blood copy of Meruem. Instead of being granted a sum of Aura on creation, a Perfect Clone is instead granted a percentage of Meruem's pool, which it can recover on its own if expended, potentially even growing with Aura Synthesis. Perfect Clone is fully independent, and acts as an exact copy of Meruem's consciousness, meaning that personality drift is a real danger. Meruem considers this ability undignified, but holds it in reserve for creatures like Ai that can instantly kill anything at any range. If either the copy or original dies, the remainder receives the full Aura pool.
False Form (Conjuration): By using replacement-type conjuration to create a copy of his own body, Meruem can sustain bodily harm without it affecting his actual body. This ability normally has a latency of half a second to re-create a destroyed body part, but this is removed when Unshackled.
Executioner's Sword (Conjuration): Only usable Unshackled. Anything living pierced by this blade dies. Only one can be conjured at a time, even between clones.
Domain:
Heart of the Emperor (Conjuration): Meruem conjures an onyx shard. Any creature with this shard embedded in their heart is protected against the majority of the negative effects of Meruem's domains. Anyone else with a shard is treated as Meruem for the purpose of the domains effects.
Domain Activation (Emission): Can only be used Unshackled. Meruem emits a Nen space and teleports himself and any number of other targets into it. Each domain can only be activated if all previous domains were unsucessful in defeating one or more targets inside, and were active for at least 30 seconds on that target. Although each domain has a unique ability, all of them teleport En Photons directly between Meruem and the target, causing Aura drain to happen at a ludicrous rate.
Dimensional Anchor (Emission): Anything struck by the ray fired by this ability finds themselves unable to teleport by any means. This also foils any attempts to escape emitted spaces.
Domain I - Fields of Mourning (Manipulation): A seemingly infinite, listless field, this domain exploits the emotional vulnerabilities of the target, forcing victims to relive trauma, become overwhelmed with regret, or simply have all motivation drained away from them. Meruem can skip this domain against opponents that do not have emotions.
Domain 2 - Chains of Tartarus (Manipulation, Conjuration, Specialization): Worked stone and metal chains fill this domain. Targets inside of this domain have their body, mind, and aura seperated, unable to interact with each other. The body is paralyzed, the mind filled with pain and chaotic thoughts, and the aura rendered inert. Chans and manacles are conjured onto the target that interfere their ability to act in any way.
Domain 3 - Pits of Asphodel (Emission, Transmutation, Manipulation, Conjuration, Enhancement, Specialization): Pools of magma and gouts of flames fill this domain. This domain attempts to physically destroy the target by as many means as possible simultaneously. Heat, cold, vibration, ionization, entropy, and many more methods are used to destroy the target at an atomic, or sometimes subatomic level.
Domain 4 - Weight of Chronos (Specialization): A massive clock as the floor, with an endless abyss in every direction. This domain stops time, freezes space, and calcifies reality. Even Meruem is able to only observe and think, though he has near omniescense in this state within the domain. The purpose of this domain is to give Meruem the chance to observe, calculate, and formulate against a target that was able to resist the first three domains.
Domain 5 - Personalized Tapestry of Fate (Specialization + More?); The exact parameters of this domain are created while Weight of Chronos is active. Its purpose is to exploit weaknesses of the target in a way that allows them to be destroyed in ways that were not possible with the previous domains. If this is not possible with something standard, this serves simply to delay the target until the sixth domain unlocks.
Domain 6 - Unraveling (Specialization, Manipulation): Reality itself begins to unravel as this domain activates. This domain does not attack the target's body, mind, or aura. Instead, it attacks them as a concept, unraveling their very being at such a foundational level that there is little opportunity to resist.
Domain 7 - Colosseum (Enhancement): A large, roman colosseum. If all else fails, wearing the target down may be the only choice. When this domain activates, Meruem may take the opportunity to create a Perfect Clone outside the domain. While the domain is active, Meruem becomes five times more potent in every regard, and targets become five times weaker. Meruem also has his Aura efficiency massively increased, with expended aura mostly trickling back into his Aura pool, making him limitlessly enduring, while targets become massively inefficient, expending many times what they would even in a non weakened state. Note that this applies to unusual abilities like Ai's wishes as well.
Utility:
Teleportation (Emission): Meruem or something he targets teleports. This is instantaneous up to 100 meters (1 kilometer Unshackled), but requires concentration proportional to distance for longer teleports. In his Emitted spaces, Meruem can freely teleport anywhere within or between them. Can be used to escape Conjured or Emitted spaces.
Reactive Instincts (Manipulation, Specialization): Meruem is constantly self-manipulated with this ability, which reacts to danger or unusual situations. It can intuit danger that Meruem would have no way of percieving, and can activate any of his Hatsu autonomously. If someone wished for Alluka to kill Meruem, Reactive Instincts would Unshackle and create a Perfect Clone immediately before he died, allowing him to escape unscathed.
Hideaway (Emission, Conjuration): Meruem creates a new space, 'layered' slightly off from regular reality, and tucks himself or something else there. Although he can still percieve his surroundings with En Photons, very few methods can locate or target something that doesn't exist within regular spacetime.
Sacrificial Exorcism (Emission, Specialization): If Meruem is affected with a Nen curse or similar affliction, he may transfer it to a willing target in the form of a disease. Although powerful curses may result in afflictions on the same level as what Gon suffered, they will never be fatal (though survival may become nearly impossible with something on that level). If the target retains the curse for at leas ten years, and is still loyal to Meruem, their death causes the curse to die with them.
Exotic Matter Manipulation (Transmutation, Manipulation): Although technically many hatsu, I decided to group these together. Using his knowledge of physics, Meruem can create unusual states of matter to perform incredible feats, like creating black holes to form stable wormholes, to using transmuted antimatter to convert matter into energy. Physicists could probably suggest more weird stuff. Many of these must be Unshackled to come into effect properly.
Identity Safeguard (Specialization, Emission): Tucked away in an emitted space is a copy of the concept that makes Meruem what he is. If this is damaged somehow, he can use his backup.
Matter Reconstruction (Manipulation, Transmutation, Emission): Meruem can manipulate matter he infuses his aura into, reconfiguring it into any form he desires. Unshackled, this can manipulate atoms, changing the elements of the matter he is working with.
2024.05.14 10:49 JenPhobia MedExpress Questionnaire
I'm not sure if I'm just over thinking this or what š
I'm about to order my second pen for 5mg from MedExpress and the questionnaire asks 'Have you taken injectable weight loss medication in the last 2 weeks?'
Do I put yes because I've had the 2.5mg with them or no because they're asking if I've taken anything on top of what I already had?
Feels like I'm asking a really stupid question - apologies š
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I'm about to order my second pen for 5mg from MedExpress and the questionnaire asks 'Have you taken injectable weight loss medication in the last 2 weeks?'
Do I put yes because I've had the 2.5mg with them or no because they're asking if I've taken anything on top of what I already had?
Feels like I'm asking a really stupid question - apologies š
2024.05.14 10:48 Effective-Ad-2390 need help w/ life. feeling lost about what to do next. graduated from college fa year ago. female-24.
I graduated college a year ago now. I lived in two major cities for the span of 5 years, made great friends, and gained lots of knowledge and experience. Now, I have been living at home and working for my parents business since (itās not terrible, I just feel like iām in a stall period). I do have hobbies and friends here and have created a community again after being home for a year. Home is comfortable. My family is here. I love my town. But being so young I feel like I still need to explore elsewhere.
I have been searching on what to do next as working for the family business is not supposed to be something long term or full-time. I have lined up 4 different opportunities. One of which is a job on a ranch which I found on coolworks. I have been browsing on coolworks for years now dreaming of the day I had the time to run away and do it. 2 of those opportunities are to go back to school to get a masters working as grad assistant (which pays for the degree) in my āchosenā career path (kinda). One is in my home town and the other is in a completely new town. Big rural state, smaller population. The last opportunity is to get a job at my alma mater as something I want to be and is my dream in a way. Plus my good friends are there, I love the city, I want to explore more, and I feel like part of my heart is still there.
Still part of me wonders if I should drop all that and go to the damn ranch. My issues however, the position I lined up on the ranch is only for 3 months. I know thats how seasonal work, works, but I am scared I will be right back where I started when the position ends- Confused on what to do next. I asked if there was opportunity for longer and they said yes possibly, itās just the unknown at this time in my life that bothers me. Plus, how do you ever settle down in a job like that. I love adventure, always have, just wondering if I just water the grass where itās already green. Iām not saying I wouldnāt thrive on the ranch, I really truly think I would. Itās right up my alley. Iām just lost and have 4 forks in the road and not sure where to step next.
Can seasonal jobs like these turn into a career path? Will I ever be able to stay in one place to start a family and lay roots? Will I be able to get time off for weddings, vacations, etc?
When I ask these questions iām thinking long term. I feel called to many places on coolworks and would love to jump around and gain and grow many skills. What if it ends up not working out for me and iām still stuck.
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I have been searching on what to do next as working for the family business is not supposed to be something long term or full-time. I have lined up 4 different opportunities. One of which is a job on a ranch which I found on coolworks. I have been browsing on coolworks for years now dreaming of the day I had the time to run away and do it. 2 of those opportunities are to go back to school to get a masters working as grad assistant (which pays for the degree) in my āchosenā career path (kinda). One is in my home town and the other is in a completely new town. Big rural state, smaller population. The last opportunity is to get a job at my alma mater as something I want to be and is my dream in a way. Plus my good friends are there, I love the city, I want to explore more, and I feel like part of my heart is still there.
Still part of me wonders if I should drop all that and go to the damn ranch. My issues however, the position I lined up on the ranch is only for 3 months. I know thats how seasonal work, works, but I am scared I will be right back where I started when the position ends- Confused on what to do next. I asked if there was opportunity for longer and they said yes possibly, itās just the unknown at this time in my life that bothers me. Plus, how do you ever settle down in a job like that. I love adventure, always have, just wondering if I just water the grass where itās already green. Iām not saying I wouldnāt thrive on the ranch, I really truly think I would. Itās right up my alley. Iām just lost and have 4 forks in the road and not sure where to step next.
Can seasonal jobs like these turn into a career path? Will I ever be able to stay in one place to start a family and lay roots? Will I be able to get time off for weddings, vacations, etc?
When I ask these questions iām thinking long term. I feel called to many places on coolworks and would love to jump around and gain and grow many skills. What if it ends up not working out for me and iām still stuck.
2024.05.14 10:48 Ishika2337 New Exciting Korean Dramas Releasing In May 2024
Is there anything better than watching the most recent Korean series during a lazy summer afternoon, as you prepare for another busy Monday? Sure thing! That is why we have compiled a list of all the new anticipated Korean TV shows that will be hitting our screens this month. For those who love them, some of your favorite actors may even feature in these dramas (additional points). As Queen of Tears, one of the hottest ever show, is closing down; itās about time you picked up a new one too. Well then, here are some of the finest Korean dramas that will be released in May.
1. The Atypical Family 04 May 2024 Netflix
The Atypical Family is a fantasy romance show which is always an exciting genre for fans of Kdrama. This show tells the story of a man who comes from a long line of people who have the ability to travel through time but loses it when he becomes depressed until he meets a young, lively girl named Do Da Hee and everything falls back into shape.
2. The Midnight Romance In Hagwon 06 May 2024 Netflix, TVING
A romantic drama series trying to talk about age difference among couples! The story happens when a young man falls in love with his college language instructor. Therefore, how will they deal with such a taboo that even up to date most people in South Korea cannot tolerate? Additionally, if the woman is older than the man, society instantly rejects them. Nevertheless, this particular man has remained faithful to his college love even after ten years of separation. Check out this slow burning romantic drama.
3. The 8 Show 17 May 2024 Netflix
It is not an easy task for anyone to be on this new Korean reality show! It is just like those locked house reality TV shows in which players are subjected under pressure and their every move captured on camera. There are eight participants who are confined inside a room with concrete walls- hundred daysā worth. If they can last that long then they win the show money will be shared equally between them and the winner takes all prize money divided among them, only ifā¦. though each little thing you need costs 1 thousand times more than its initial price and your share will decrease by that amount.
4. Frankly Speaking 04 May 2024 Netflix
A funny rom-com K-drama that the fans wait eagerly- itās finally here! The funny part about this program is that it runs for only twelve episodes- one revolves around an anchor person who suddenly canāt control his tongue while still at work; hence he says whatever comes into his mind! Now, everybody knows him as a scandalous topic throughout their nation so much so that one female talk-show host has shown interest in inviting him as her guest-itās all TRP oriented! However, what happens when these two eccentric, cutthroat media people come together? Watch the show and tell us.
Explore More: Frankly Speaking
If you have already circled the dates of release for these four Korean dramas coming out in May then, well, your binge-watching has begun. Happy Watching!
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1. The Atypical Family 04 May 2024 Netflix
The Atypical Family is a fantasy romance show which is always an exciting genre for fans of Kdrama. This show tells the story of a man who comes from a long line of people who have the ability to travel through time but loses it when he becomes depressed until he meets a young, lively girl named Do Da Hee and everything falls back into shape.
2. The Midnight Romance In Hagwon 06 May 2024 Netflix, TVING
A romantic drama series trying to talk about age difference among couples! The story happens when a young man falls in love with his college language instructor. Therefore, how will they deal with such a taboo that even up to date most people in South Korea cannot tolerate? Additionally, if the woman is older than the man, society instantly rejects them. Nevertheless, this particular man has remained faithful to his college love even after ten years of separation. Check out this slow burning romantic drama.
3. The 8 Show 17 May 2024 Netflix
It is not an easy task for anyone to be on this new Korean reality show! It is just like those locked house reality TV shows in which players are subjected under pressure and their every move captured on camera. There are eight participants who are confined inside a room with concrete walls- hundred daysā worth. If they can last that long then they win the show money will be shared equally between them and the winner takes all prize money divided among them, only ifā¦. though each little thing you need costs 1 thousand times more than its initial price and your share will decrease by that amount.
4. Frankly Speaking 04 May 2024 Netflix
A funny rom-com K-drama that the fans wait eagerly- itās finally here! The funny part about this program is that it runs for only twelve episodes- one revolves around an anchor person who suddenly canāt control his tongue while still at work; hence he says whatever comes into his mind! Now, everybody knows him as a scandalous topic throughout their nation so much so that one female talk-show host has shown interest in inviting him as her guest-itās all TRP oriented! However, what happens when these two eccentric, cutthroat media people come together? Watch the show and tell us.
Explore More: Frankly Speaking
If you have already circled the dates of release for these four Korean dramas coming out in May then, well, your binge-watching has begun. Happy Watching!
2024.05.14 10:47 Krayzfrog Thereās something off with the people on campus (Full story)
Hey everyone, Iām typing this on my phone so I apologize if there is weird formatting. Anyways, to get to the point, thereās something really off with some people on my campus. I have come seeking answers.I noticed it first walking home from my 7pm class last Wednesday.
To set the scene, most of the campus is tucked back into the woods a little, and my 7pm class is in the farthest building from the parking lot (further into the woods). I get out from that 7pm class around 9pm, so on cloudy nights like last Wednesday, the only lights on that long sidewalk are the lights radiating from the other buildings. Usually, thereās roughly 30 feet where itās pitch black because the foliage is pretty dense. I usually walk back to my apartment with some classmates that live in the same complex as me, but I told them to go ahead of me while I finished the rest of the project.
After packing my laptop away, I started heading back home. It was roughly 9:30 at this point, and my brain was slowly shutting down preparing for the deep sleep that has yet to come.Walking down the sidewalk, I heard somebody not too far into the woods laughing like theyāve just heard the funniest joke ever. I immediately thought, āprobably some Freshman walking the trails with their friends smoking weedā. Chuckling to myself, I put in my AirPods and picked a playlist for my journey back home.
When I looked up from my phone, there was the silhouette of somebody walking towards me. I have no idea how I missed them before, but honestly, itās very possible they were just in a spot where the light wasnāt quite reaching them. A little unnerved, I shifted over to the left side of the sidewalk.
(Now Iām usually fine walking alone at night; Iām a 6ā2 man whoās dabbled in the world of MMA. But something about this person gave me a primal feeling of unrest.)
When they shifted over to the left mirroring me, I felt my blood run cold. But alas, I had to keep walking because this was my only way back home. As I neared closer to the figure, I almost laughed at myself when I realized it was just some harmless girl walking towards the Murphy building. If anything, Iām the intimidating one to her.
This is where it really gets weird. She stopped as I was passing her and turned to me. Thinking she needed to ask me something, I took an AirPod out and asked āwhatās up?ā. After staring at me for an uncomfortable amount of time, she opened her mouth, and I kid you not, mimicked the laugh I heard moments before perfectly. Before I could chalk it up to it just being her in the trails earlier, I noticed something. Her mouth wasnāt moving at all. If I had left my AirPods in, it would just look like she was just opening her mouth and staring at me. She then shifted into a deep raspy laugh. She did all of this without moving her mouth at all; I couldnāt even see her throat moving as you would expect if someone was laughing. It was almost like she was some fucked up human-shaped gramophone. The feeling of absolute horror that came over me is something Iāve only experienced in my imagination. Before I could think to do anything next, My body began to run off some sort of primal instinct. With my legs burning, it took me about 10 minutes to get all the way back to my apartment and lock myself in relative safety.
Iām coming on here now to ask if anybody knows what I experienced? I have been hearing that same laughter outside my window every night since that night, I am too terrified to sleep well and have refused to go to any of my classes. Please I just want answers, I donāt want to keep living in fear.
Part 2:
Hey everyone, Iāve gotten some DMs telling me what it may be. Iāve heard everything from banshee to skinwalker. After further research I pray to god it was neither of them. Iām praying it was just some girl with a speaker playing some sort of cruel joke. I mean yes there are people who donāt like me on campus, Iāve made some enemies over the past 4 years. But, I just donāt understand what couldāve brought it to this point. I had to stop hiding in fear and go to my classes before my grades plummet, Iām almost done with my degree and only have a few more weeks. If I let some sort of stupid prank ruin my career, It would be everything I swore against to my parents.
A lot of you guys in the DMs were also asking what college I go to and what my name is. First I want to say sorry for not providing that information in the first post, Iām sure you can understand where my head was at typing that. So let me introduce myself, my name is Nick and In order to keep my privacy, I will only provide that I go to a midwest university.
Iām sure you may be wondering, āso did it just stop?ā. I would love to say yes, but really things have just gotten weirder. Though, I am pleased to say that there is no longer laughing out my window every night.
Ever since that night, Iāve been noticing more things off with the people on campus. Now you may just think itās paranoia, but just be patient and listen.
Yesterday, I decided to muster up all of my courage and go to class. Luckily my first class is at 10AM, when the sun is well in the sky, so walking across campus seemed much less threatening. When I sat down in my first class, I noticed something off with the girl that sits in front of me. Usually sheās chatty and excited to be in class, but today she just stared blankly ahead. I tried to say good morning and ask about her weekend, as we do every Monday, but she continued to have that blank stare. She did turn her head towards be, but her eyes read ālights on, but nobody is homeā.
Thinking to myself, she may just be hungover, or going through the bout of college student depression. I decided to shrug it off and turn to the front of the class and get my notes ready. But the moment I turned around, I could feel it. Her eyes burrowing deep into the back of my head. When I flipped around to see if I was just being irrational, I quickly learned I wasnāt. Her eyes went from the blank glare, to the most enthusiastic face Iāve seen on her. It was horrible, it almost seemed like she was trying so hard to pretend she was thrilled to be in class and to speak to me. It was inhuman.
Iāve been on the internet long enough to catch on to the term āUncanny valleyā, and what I witnessed In my first hour gives me that same gut feeling I got when I saw that girl last Wednesday.
I was right to be uncomfortable though, I texted her after class to make sure she was doing alright. But her response only reignited the flames of deep fear burning in my soul.
Iāll copy and paste the messages here:
Me: Hey Is everything good? You seemed off in class today.
Steph SCI 101: Uh yeah, Iām fine. but I was not in class today, Iām severely hungover from Tannerās party last night.
Me: Haha, good one.
Steph SCI 101: No Iām so Fr, are you okay?
Steph SCI 101: Are you trying to fuck with me or something?
Me: Nevermind, Iām sorry to bother you.
(End Of Texts)
Okay so Iām sure that this gives you all the same feeling of dread that it gave me but Iām sure scaled down a bit. This is where I have started to doubt that itās a prank, because me and Stephanie are cool. Thereās no level of hate for either of us, and even if it was some joke, we donāt know each other on that type of level.
Not only did this seem to happen in my first class, but in between classes while I was walking across campus as well. I walk past hundreds of faces in my many treks across campus, and I swear to you, at least 1/4th of the people I walked past had that same dead stare look. And the way they walked, god I hate even thinking of it. It was like they were an alien trying out their new body suits for the first time. The steps and the bends of their legs just seem so meticulous, dramaticized, and puppeteered.
Iām going to try to investigate further, because at this point my fear for my life is more of a reason to try and figure out what it is so I can try to stop it.
Iām no hero, and Iām sure as hell nothing special, but If I can know what to expect for another encounter, maybe I can avoid meeting the demise I have imagined.
Part 3
I had a strange dream last night, stranger than usual at least. I awoke in the woods, laying face down in the grass with someone looming over me. I heard their footsteps flee rapidly before I flipped over. I found myself just off the trail where the āincidentā happened, on the trail laid a girl, bloodied and motionless. When I got up to approach her, she was quickly dragged into the parallel section of the woods. Seeing this I turned and ran into the section of woods I was in. When my legs gave out I found myself near an old supply shed, worn and long abandoned. Searching for cover, I tried the door, which luckily gave after a quick pull. There I found a trapdoor which emanated a blue hue through the cracks. The only thought on my mind, survival brought me to throw it open and climb down. I clattered down the ladder and right before my feet touched the ground, I was pulled backwards by my shirt. Thatās where I woke up.
I have always trusted my gut and having a dream that vivid gave me a sense of courage I did not previously have. I know where to start my search now. I have decided my best course of action will be to record my findings on a tape recorder app. After I finish each entry it will be uploaded to a cloud that will ensure if anything happens to me, the story will get out. I am packing my backpack now with a flashlight, glow sticks to mark my trail, and a machete I was gifted by a local in Mexico. All of my recordings will be uploaded below and auto posted after 10 days. Wish me luck everyone, Iām going to need it.
Entry 1: I have started at the only place that makes sense, the trail. It is currently 1:45 PM and I have plenty of sun left in the sky. I just needed to find exactly where to start my journey into the woods. Strangely it was very easy to find. I recall one of the trees having a funky twist near the middle of the trunk. Probably just some two lovebirds trying to carve their name into the tree and realizing there were softer trees to carve into. Anyways hiking further into the woods I believe I can see the shape of the shed through the branches. I wish you guys could see how dense these trees are so you can understand my struggle.
Entry 2: I made it to the shed, but unfortunately the floor in here is concrete. This really sucks for me because I have absolutely no idea where to go from here. Itās identical on the outside but I just donāt understand. Maybe Iām just delusional, which in that case what a waste of time and energy. Iām going to head back home and just start packing for summer. Maybe itāll be best if I just forget about all of this and leave it behind me. I am graduating after all. Wait hold on what is this?? thereās a button behind one of these shelves. I am going to press it, but idk how it would work because this floor is seamless. Iām just going to leave this recording so if anything does happen I donāt have to worry about holding the phone the whole time. Holy shit, the entire floor is lowering. Itās a fucking elevator.
Entry 3: Okay so Iāve been going down this elevator for like 30 seconds, how far down am I going?.. Oh wait hold on, Im stoppedā¦ Thereās a metal door with a padlock. Ig since I have the machete thereās only one thing to do, break it. Im going to use the blunt side so I donāt ruin this thing, I like it too much. the lock clatters to the ground after 3 solid hits. Well ig thereās only one way to go now, thereās no button to get back up so I pray thereās another way up. The metal door creaks loudly. Fuck I regret this, Itās dark and I can tell itās a big area because itās so echoey in here. Iām currently praising my past self for thinking about the flashlight and glow sticks. I need to find out what in the hell this place is and most importantly, if thereās a damn light switch.
Entry 4: God this place is terrifying Iāve been walking around the sterile white halls of this place for like 10 minutes and have found nothing, no doors, no light switch. I feel like a rat in a maze. Also scratch what I said about being glad I packed glow sticks, because my stupid ass only brought like 20 of these things and Iām already down to 5. Also I feel like Iām not alone, every now and then Iāll turn a corner and the glow from the previous glow stick quickly vanishes. I feel like it might just be because the darkness seems to envelop everything like a blanket. But I have that feeling that Iām being followed. You know the one, where you know somethings wrong you just canāt pin point what it is. Oh shit no way, thereās light, I think thereās a door or something up ahead.
Entry 5: Holy shitā¦ Itās a lab, and worse, thereās people strapped too tables, completely naked and unconscious. I know they are alive because each of them are hooked up with a million different cords, and one of those are plugged into a heart monitor. This place is huge, there has to be at least 50 people on these tables.
āHey you, youāre not supposed to be in hereā yelled a man adorned in a lab coat.
āWhat are you doing to these kids you sick fucks.ā I yelled back at the man across the lab.
In a haste the scientist rushes towards a red button, setting off a loud alarm, turning the lights to a flashing red. With no exit behind me, I could only do one thing... Rush towards him. My training kicked in as I launched into a flurry of calculated strikes. My first hit connected, a right overhand clean under his eye. The doctor stumbled back, but I didn't give him a chance to recover. I pressed the attack, keeping him off balance with a relentless barrage of punches and kicks. He fought back ferociously, but I was one step ahead, anticipating his moves and countering with swift, efficient strikes. We wrestled, the room around us becoming a blur of pain and adrenaline. I used the environment to my advantage, improvising weapons from the scattered medical equipment and turning the empty tables on my opponent. Pinning him to the ground, I laid down a harsh barrage of final blows. His face was a bloody pulp, unrecognizable. But I didnāt walk away unscathed, somewhere in the tussle, the scientist buried a scalpel deep into my stomach. With my adrenaline wearing off, the pain overtook me, sending me into darkness as I fainted from the blood loss and adrenaline dump. I awoke with my arms and legs strapped to the cold metal operating table. Before I could try to struggle, a face overtook my field of vision.
āQuite a fight you put up, you turned poor Dr.Samson into a soupā the looming face said with a chuckle. āYou are the first person to put the pieces together and for that I am thoroughly impressed Mr. Hayesā
āWho are you?!ā I said fighting at my binds. āLet me go!ā
āIām afraid I canāt do that Mr.Hayes. You have seen far too much, and I definitely canāt have you running around telling the world what you saw here. Although nobody would believe you.ā āAnd to answer your other question, Iām surprised you donāt recognize meā¦ really take a moment and look at meā He said pulling down his face mask.
āDr.Blackwood?ā I said as I looked back on my freshman year biology class.
āDing ding ding ding. We have a winner!ā He said in a maniac joy.
āWhat are you going to do to me?ā I asked.
āWell Mr.Hayes, first Iām going to sew you up from your little tussle you had with my late assistant and then I will put you under and cut into that skull of yours and take out a small piece of what we call in the science world your hippocampus. Then I will draw from that all of the necessary memories to create the perfect clone of you.ā He responded.
āWhy? Why would you need a clone of any of us. Why canāt you just clone someone willing to be apart of this?ā I asked
āBecause thatās no fun Mr.Hayes, the hunt excites me. Actually youāre lucky I didnāt get you the first night. Unfortunately my creation had a little bit of a malfunction and formed a wee bit of an attachment to you. Iām sure you remember the ruckus outside your window? Anyways I digress, I do this because everyone of you lowly students will go onto do mediocre jobs where you waste away at a desk. I must also add that with having a clone of you under my control, I can do anything and get away with clean hands. My plan with you originally was to have you go into the admissions office and steal every last cent all for me. On top of that I like the power, because one day I will have a clone of every student on this campus and eventually I will cause a revolt against our comedy of a government. Who will stop me, when I wonāt even be on the front lines?ā Dr.Blackwood explained.
āI willā I said freeing my last hand from the binds.
What he didnāt realize is that with all of this monologue and the questions I had been feeding him, I was slowly loosening my binds with each wiggle and movement in retaliation.
Lurching forward I grab onto his collar, pulling him into a vicious headbutt. The impact sent Dr. Blackwood reeling backward, his grip on consciousness loosening as he staggered. Seizing the moment, I lunged off the table, adrenaline coursing through my veins despite the searing pain in my abdomen. With a swift motion, I grabbed a nearby surgical instrument, holding it in a defensive stance as I faced my adversary. Dr. Blackwood, recovering from the blow, snarled with rage, his once calm demeanor now replaced by a feral intensity. The room seemed to shrink around us, the tension thickening with each passing second. This was my chance to stop Blackwood's twisted plans. As he lunged forward, I met his attack head-on, the clang of metal reverberating through the room. Blow after blow, we fought with an intensity born of desperation and determination. Despite my injuries, I refused to yield, driven by a fire burnt under me to protect myself and others from Blackwood's actions . In a final, swift move, I delivered a powerful front kick, sending Blackwood crashing to the ground. The room fell silent, the echoes of our struggle fading into the darkness. Coughing he sat in the corner laughing with blood spilling down his face. āYou know that itās too late to save any of these one lying on the tables. I wouldāve released you, you know that right? I wouldāve simply taken your memory from today out of your brain and leaving you in your bed to wake up thinking you had a fun nightā he said with final resolve as he watched me grab the scalpel from the ground taking slow steps near him.
Looking down over him, It was my turn to laugh. Kneeling down to eye level with him I grabbed him by his hair and delivered a final message to him āFuck you and your little science experimentā as I sliced deep into his throat watching the life fade from his eyes.
I eventually found an exit door, which lead me to a storm drain deep in the woods far from my campus. It took me 2 hours to limp my way onto a main road and flag down a passing car. Pulling over I was rushed to the hospital and later interrogated by some men in suits, my guess is CIA. Here I am now, writing my final entrance. I think I heard them say something about trying a new medical process on me to help me heal quicker.
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To set the scene, most of the campus is tucked back into the woods a little, and my 7pm class is in the farthest building from the parking lot (further into the woods). I get out from that 7pm class around 9pm, so on cloudy nights like last Wednesday, the only lights on that long sidewalk are the lights radiating from the other buildings. Usually, thereās roughly 30 feet where itās pitch black because the foliage is pretty dense. I usually walk back to my apartment with some classmates that live in the same complex as me, but I told them to go ahead of me while I finished the rest of the project.
After packing my laptop away, I started heading back home. It was roughly 9:30 at this point, and my brain was slowly shutting down preparing for the deep sleep that has yet to come.Walking down the sidewalk, I heard somebody not too far into the woods laughing like theyāve just heard the funniest joke ever. I immediately thought, āprobably some Freshman walking the trails with their friends smoking weedā. Chuckling to myself, I put in my AirPods and picked a playlist for my journey back home.
When I looked up from my phone, there was the silhouette of somebody walking towards me. I have no idea how I missed them before, but honestly, itās very possible they were just in a spot where the light wasnāt quite reaching them. A little unnerved, I shifted over to the left side of the sidewalk.
(Now Iām usually fine walking alone at night; Iām a 6ā2 man whoās dabbled in the world of MMA. But something about this person gave me a primal feeling of unrest.)
When they shifted over to the left mirroring me, I felt my blood run cold. But alas, I had to keep walking because this was my only way back home. As I neared closer to the figure, I almost laughed at myself when I realized it was just some harmless girl walking towards the Murphy building. If anything, Iām the intimidating one to her.
This is where it really gets weird. She stopped as I was passing her and turned to me. Thinking she needed to ask me something, I took an AirPod out and asked āwhatās up?ā. After staring at me for an uncomfortable amount of time, she opened her mouth, and I kid you not, mimicked the laugh I heard moments before perfectly. Before I could chalk it up to it just being her in the trails earlier, I noticed something. Her mouth wasnāt moving at all. If I had left my AirPods in, it would just look like she was just opening her mouth and staring at me. She then shifted into a deep raspy laugh. She did all of this without moving her mouth at all; I couldnāt even see her throat moving as you would expect if someone was laughing. It was almost like she was some fucked up human-shaped gramophone. The feeling of absolute horror that came over me is something Iāve only experienced in my imagination. Before I could think to do anything next, My body began to run off some sort of primal instinct. With my legs burning, it took me about 10 minutes to get all the way back to my apartment and lock myself in relative safety.
Iām coming on here now to ask if anybody knows what I experienced? I have been hearing that same laughter outside my window every night since that night, I am too terrified to sleep well and have refused to go to any of my classes. Please I just want answers, I donāt want to keep living in fear.
Part 2:
Hey everyone, Iāve gotten some DMs telling me what it may be. Iāve heard everything from banshee to skinwalker. After further research I pray to god it was neither of them. Iām praying it was just some girl with a speaker playing some sort of cruel joke. I mean yes there are people who donāt like me on campus, Iāve made some enemies over the past 4 years. But, I just donāt understand what couldāve brought it to this point. I had to stop hiding in fear and go to my classes before my grades plummet, Iām almost done with my degree and only have a few more weeks. If I let some sort of stupid prank ruin my career, It would be everything I swore against to my parents.
A lot of you guys in the DMs were also asking what college I go to and what my name is. First I want to say sorry for not providing that information in the first post, Iām sure you can understand where my head was at typing that. So let me introduce myself, my name is Nick and In order to keep my privacy, I will only provide that I go to a midwest university.
Iām sure you may be wondering, āso did it just stop?ā. I would love to say yes, but really things have just gotten weirder. Though, I am pleased to say that there is no longer laughing out my window every night.
Ever since that night, Iāve been noticing more things off with the people on campus. Now you may just think itās paranoia, but just be patient and listen.
Yesterday, I decided to muster up all of my courage and go to class. Luckily my first class is at 10AM, when the sun is well in the sky, so walking across campus seemed much less threatening. When I sat down in my first class, I noticed something off with the girl that sits in front of me. Usually sheās chatty and excited to be in class, but today she just stared blankly ahead. I tried to say good morning and ask about her weekend, as we do every Monday, but she continued to have that blank stare. She did turn her head towards be, but her eyes read ālights on, but nobody is homeā.
Thinking to myself, she may just be hungover, or going through the bout of college student depression. I decided to shrug it off and turn to the front of the class and get my notes ready. But the moment I turned around, I could feel it. Her eyes burrowing deep into the back of my head. When I flipped around to see if I was just being irrational, I quickly learned I wasnāt. Her eyes went from the blank glare, to the most enthusiastic face Iāve seen on her. It was horrible, it almost seemed like she was trying so hard to pretend she was thrilled to be in class and to speak to me. It was inhuman.
Iāve been on the internet long enough to catch on to the term āUncanny valleyā, and what I witnessed In my first hour gives me that same gut feeling I got when I saw that girl last Wednesday.
I was right to be uncomfortable though, I texted her after class to make sure she was doing alright. But her response only reignited the flames of deep fear burning in my soul.
Iāll copy and paste the messages here:
Me: Hey Is everything good? You seemed off in class today.
Steph SCI 101: Uh yeah, Iām fine. but I was not in class today, Iām severely hungover from Tannerās party last night.
Me: Haha, good one.
Steph SCI 101: No Iām so Fr, are you okay?
Steph SCI 101: Are you trying to fuck with me or something?
Me: Nevermind, Iām sorry to bother you.
(End Of Texts)
Okay so Iām sure that this gives you all the same feeling of dread that it gave me but Iām sure scaled down a bit. This is where I have started to doubt that itās a prank, because me and Stephanie are cool. Thereās no level of hate for either of us, and even if it was some joke, we donāt know each other on that type of level.
Not only did this seem to happen in my first class, but in between classes while I was walking across campus as well. I walk past hundreds of faces in my many treks across campus, and I swear to you, at least 1/4th of the people I walked past had that same dead stare look. And the way they walked, god I hate even thinking of it. It was like they were an alien trying out their new body suits for the first time. The steps and the bends of their legs just seem so meticulous, dramaticized, and puppeteered.
Iām going to try to investigate further, because at this point my fear for my life is more of a reason to try and figure out what it is so I can try to stop it.
Iām no hero, and Iām sure as hell nothing special, but If I can know what to expect for another encounter, maybe I can avoid meeting the demise I have imagined.
Part 3
First off I would like to apologize for my 20-day hiatus. For those who were worried that curiosity killed the cat so to speak, I appreciate your concern. On top of my investigation, I have also had to go through finals and work for a boss who didn't believe in life outside of work. So let's start where we left off. I had a feeling that this task was left for me to solve. it may sound stupid, but let me explain why. That night, after my last post, I had a dream that further solidified my need to solve the mystery. I tried to write all that I remembered down the morning after so here is what I wrote.April 4th, 2024
I had a strange dream last night, stranger than usual at least. I awoke in the woods, laying face down in the grass with someone looming over me. I heard their footsteps flee rapidly before I flipped over. I found myself just off the trail where the āincidentā happened, on the trail laid a girl, bloodied and motionless. When I got up to approach her, she was quickly dragged into the parallel section of the woods. Seeing this I turned and ran into the section of woods I was in. When my legs gave out I found myself near an old supply shed, worn and long abandoned. Searching for cover, I tried the door, which luckily gave after a quick pull. There I found a trapdoor which emanated a blue hue through the cracks. The only thought on my mind, survival brought me to throw it open and climb down. I clattered down the ladder and right before my feet touched the ground, I was pulled backwards by my shirt. Thatās where I woke up.
I have always trusted my gut and having a dream that vivid gave me a sense of courage I did not previously have. I know where to start my search now. I have decided my best course of action will be to record my findings on a tape recorder app. After I finish each entry it will be uploaded to a cloud that will ensure if anything happens to me, the story will get out. I am packing my backpack now with a flashlight, glow sticks to mark my trail, and a machete I was gifted by a local in Mexico. All of my recordings will be uploaded below and auto posted after 10 days. Wish me luck everyone, Iām going to need it.
Entry 1: I have started at the only place that makes sense, the trail. It is currently 1:45 PM and I have plenty of sun left in the sky. I just needed to find exactly where to start my journey into the woods. Strangely it was very easy to find. I recall one of the trees having a funky twist near the middle of the trunk. Probably just some two lovebirds trying to carve their name into the tree and realizing there were softer trees to carve into. Anyways hiking further into the woods I believe I can see the shape of the shed through the branches. I wish you guys could see how dense these trees are so you can understand my struggle.
Entry 2: I made it to the shed, but unfortunately the floor in here is concrete. This really sucks for me because I have absolutely no idea where to go from here. Itās identical on the outside but I just donāt understand. Maybe Iām just delusional, which in that case what a waste of time and energy. Iām going to head back home and just start packing for summer. Maybe itāll be best if I just forget about all of this and leave it behind me. I am graduating after all. Wait hold on what is this?? thereās a button behind one of these shelves. I am going to press it, but idk how it would work because this floor is seamless. Iām just going to leave this recording so if anything does happen I donāt have to worry about holding the phone the whole time. Holy shit, the entire floor is lowering. Itās a fucking elevator.
Entry 3: Okay so Iāve been going down this elevator for like 30 seconds, how far down am I going?.. Oh wait hold on, Im stoppedā¦ Thereās a metal door with a padlock. Ig since I have the machete thereās only one thing to do, break it. Im going to use the blunt side so I donāt ruin this thing, I like it too much. the lock clatters to the ground after 3 solid hits. Well ig thereās only one way to go now, thereās no button to get back up so I pray thereās another way up. The metal door creaks loudly. Fuck I regret this, Itās dark and I can tell itās a big area because itās so echoey in here. Iām currently praising my past self for thinking about the flashlight and glow sticks. I need to find out what in the hell this place is and most importantly, if thereās a damn light switch.
Entry 4: God this place is terrifying Iāve been walking around the sterile white halls of this place for like 10 minutes and have found nothing, no doors, no light switch. I feel like a rat in a maze. Also scratch what I said about being glad I packed glow sticks, because my stupid ass only brought like 20 of these things and Iām already down to 5. Also I feel like Iām not alone, every now and then Iāll turn a corner and the glow from the previous glow stick quickly vanishes. I feel like it might just be because the darkness seems to envelop everything like a blanket. But I have that feeling that Iām being followed. You know the one, where you know somethings wrong you just canāt pin point what it is. Oh shit no way, thereās light, I think thereās a door or something up ahead.
Entry 5: Holy shitā¦ Itās a lab, and worse, thereās people strapped too tables, completely naked and unconscious. I know they are alive because each of them are hooked up with a million different cords, and one of those are plugged into a heart monitor. This place is huge, there has to be at least 50 people on these tables.
āHey you, youāre not supposed to be in hereā yelled a man adorned in a lab coat.
āWhat are you doing to these kids you sick fucks.ā I yelled back at the man across the lab.
In a haste the scientist rushes towards a red button, setting off a loud alarm, turning the lights to a flashing red. With no exit behind me, I could only do one thing... Rush towards him. My training kicked in as I launched into a flurry of calculated strikes. My first hit connected, a right overhand clean under his eye. The doctor stumbled back, but I didn't give him a chance to recover. I pressed the attack, keeping him off balance with a relentless barrage of punches and kicks. He fought back ferociously, but I was one step ahead, anticipating his moves and countering with swift, efficient strikes. We wrestled, the room around us becoming a blur of pain and adrenaline. I used the environment to my advantage, improvising weapons from the scattered medical equipment and turning the empty tables on my opponent. Pinning him to the ground, I laid down a harsh barrage of final blows. His face was a bloody pulp, unrecognizable. But I didnāt walk away unscathed, somewhere in the tussle, the scientist buried a scalpel deep into my stomach. With my adrenaline wearing off, the pain overtook me, sending me into darkness as I fainted from the blood loss and adrenaline dump. I awoke with my arms and legs strapped to the cold metal operating table. Before I could try to struggle, a face overtook my field of vision.
āQuite a fight you put up, you turned poor Dr.Samson into a soupā the looming face said with a chuckle. āYou are the first person to put the pieces together and for that I am thoroughly impressed Mr. Hayesā
āWho are you?!ā I said fighting at my binds. āLet me go!ā
āIām afraid I canāt do that Mr.Hayes. You have seen far too much, and I definitely canāt have you running around telling the world what you saw here. Although nobody would believe you.ā āAnd to answer your other question, Iām surprised you donāt recognize meā¦ really take a moment and look at meā He said pulling down his face mask.
āDr.Blackwood?ā I said as I looked back on my freshman year biology class.
āDing ding ding ding. We have a winner!ā He said in a maniac joy.
āWhat are you going to do to me?ā I asked.
āWell Mr.Hayes, first Iām going to sew you up from your little tussle you had with my late assistant and then I will put you under and cut into that skull of yours and take out a small piece of what we call in the science world your hippocampus. Then I will draw from that all of the necessary memories to create the perfect clone of you.ā He responded.
āWhy? Why would you need a clone of any of us. Why canāt you just clone someone willing to be apart of this?ā I asked
āBecause thatās no fun Mr.Hayes, the hunt excites me. Actually youāre lucky I didnāt get you the first night. Unfortunately my creation had a little bit of a malfunction and formed a wee bit of an attachment to you. Iām sure you remember the ruckus outside your window? Anyways I digress, I do this because everyone of you lowly students will go onto do mediocre jobs where you waste away at a desk. I must also add that with having a clone of you under my control, I can do anything and get away with clean hands. My plan with you originally was to have you go into the admissions office and steal every last cent all for me. On top of that I like the power, because one day I will have a clone of every student on this campus and eventually I will cause a revolt against our comedy of a government. Who will stop me, when I wonāt even be on the front lines?ā Dr.Blackwood explained.
āI willā I said freeing my last hand from the binds.
What he didnāt realize is that with all of this monologue and the questions I had been feeding him, I was slowly loosening my binds with each wiggle and movement in retaliation.
Lurching forward I grab onto his collar, pulling him into a vicious headbutt. The impact sent Dr. Blackwood reeling backward, his grip on consciousness loosening as he staggered. Seizing the moment, I lunged off the table, adrenaline coursing through my veins despite the searing pain in my abdomen. With a swift motion, I grabbed a nearby surgical instrument, holding it in a defensive stance as I faced my adversary. Dr. Blackwood, recovering from the blow, snarled with rage, his once calm demeanor now replaced by a feral intensity. The room seemed to shrink around us, the tension thickening with each passing second. This was my chance to stop Blackwood's twisted plans. As he lunged forward, I met his attack head-on, the clang of metal reverberating through the room. Blow after blow, we fought with an intensity born of desperation and determination. Despite my injuries, I refused to yield, driven by a fire burnt under me to protect myself and others from Blackwood's actions . In a final, swift move, I delivered a powerful front kick, sending Blackwood crashing to the ground. The room fell silent, the echoes of our struggle fading into the darkness. Coughing he sat in the corner laughing with blood spilling down his face. āYou know that itās too late to save any of these one lying on the tables. I wouldāve released you, you know that right? I wouldāve simply taken your memory from today out of your brain and leaving you in your bed to wake up thinking you had a fun nightā he said with final resolve as he watched me grab the scalpel from the ground taking slow steps near him.
Looking down over him, It was my turn to laugh. Kneeling down to eye level with him I grabbed him by his hair and delivered a final message to him āFuck you and your little science experimentā as I sliced deep into his throat watching the life fade from his eyes.
I eventually found an exit door, which lead me to a storm drain deep in the woods far from my campus. It took me 2 hours to limp my way onto a main road and flag down a passing car. Pulling over I was rushed to the hospital and later interrogated by some men in suits, my guess is CIA. Here I am now, writing my final entrance. I think I heard them say something about trying a new medical process on me to help me heal quicker.
2024.05.14 10:47 crematoriumbroom I think Iām no longer attracted to my wife
This may seem like a fake post but I assure you it isnāt. When we first got together we were a long distance couple and would see each other every other weekend. When weād be together we would have sex everyday and many times in the middle of the night. She dressed well, was a lot of fun to be with, had a good degree, and had ambition and drive for her career. She was already a mother when I met her and seemed to be really confident about her body and I thought that was incredibly sexy. Fast forward to us getting married relatively quickly and things starting to change from the honeymoon phase ending.
One of the issues is she fartsā¦A LOT. Thank god they hardly ever stink, but Iām constantly hearing farts all day everyday. These arenāt the little quiet farts either; these are manly farts. Weāve been married for over 5 years now and my patience for her persistent flatulence has basically run dry. She knows it annoys me how much she farts and if I express any kind of reaction, she gets really pissy and says something like, āwhat!? I canāt help that Iām gassy!ā If we attend a party or other social event, sheāll hold her farts in the whole time and then release them throughout the remainder of the night after we leave. Those farts are the worst because theyāre so loud and strong sounding followed by the sound of her exhaling. Itās just so gross to me now and I donāt know what else to do about it. Iāve gone so far to ask her to not fart for about 20 minutes leading to us being intimate and she thought that was ludicrous but begrudgingly agreed to it.
Another issue I have is that her fashion sense is horrible. When we first got together she had some nice outfits and shoes that she would wear. Now she dresses like a grandma and it embarrasses me. We can afford nice clothes for her to wear, she just hates shopping so sheāll wear clothes until they have too many noticeable holes in them. One example of her outfits is this sweatpants and sweater outfit she bought together. They have this horrendous lace on the top of the arms and down the sides of the pants. I asked her if those were a set of pajamas and she insists they arenāt. Sheās calmed down on wearing them because I always say something about how much they look like pajamas and I think sheās more tired of hearing me say that than she is acknowledging that itās a goofy outfit. One last item of clothing is this shirt that she loves wearing. Itās one of those cheap licensed shirts that people can buy at Walmart and itās supposed to look a bit faded but with the large fit and general sloppy look, the shirt looks very dumb. Iāve even told her that tighter shirts look better on her frame so this favorite shirt should become a shirt she only wears at home. One time we were going out as a family and she tried wearing that shirt. I gently asked if she could pick another shirt to wear that day and she was annoyed and a little offended by that.
Lastly, her hygiene is starting to really bother me. I know a lot of women only wash their hair every other day, but she only takes showers every other day. Many times sheāll go 3 days without a shower. As you can imagine, there are some funky smells that start to occur after going that long without bathing, especially when youāre churning out farts every 20 minutes. There was a period of time that I was only getting sex on day 2 of her not showering. I couldnāt take it anymore and tried to gently tell her that I enjoy sex a lot more when her body is clean. I donāt even need her to shower before sex, I just want her to shower at some point that day. She was offended and now occasionally gives me shit like, ādonāt worry. I showered today in case you were worriedā. Like, yeah I was a bit because Iām tired of smelling straight ass when were doing doggy style. There have been times that sheās put an item of clothing on and it smells musty. When I tell her it smells bad, sheās just annoyed she has to change out of that item. Itās almost like sheād rather walk around smelling like a wet dog than change her pants or shirt.
My wife is a great mom and really does that well. Sheās always thinking of the kids and tries to give them her best. I love my wife too, but these issues are becoming more and more bothersome for me and I donāt know what to do. A lot of the things I used to find her sexy for have gone away. I try my best to encourage her and build her up by telling her she looks cute when she does or compliment her smell when she smells nice, but that doesnāt seem to incentivize her. I feel like Iām not asking for much. I would hope that if I walked around with a big stain on my shirt or looked like I just woke up on a park bench that she would be bothered by that and want to say something to me. I just want a partner that halfway cares about the way they present themselves. As for the farts, I have no idea what to do for that.
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One of the issues is she fartsā¦A LOT. Thank god they hardly ever stink, but Iām constantly hearing farts all day everyday. These arenāt the little quiet farts either; these are manly farts. Weāve been married for over 5 years now and my patience for her persistent flatulence has basically run dry. She knows it annoys me how much she farts and if I express any kind of reaction, she gets really pissy and says something like, āwhat!? I canāt help that Iām gassy!ā If we attend a party or other social event, sheāll hold her farts in the whole time and then release them throughout the remainder of the night after we leave. Those farts are the worst because theyāre so loud and strong sounding followed by the sound of her exhaling. Itās just so gross to me now and I donāt know what else to do about it. Iāve gone so far to ask her to not fart for about 20 minutes leading to us being intimate and she thought that was ludicrous but begrudgingly agreed to it.
Another issue I have is that her fashion sense is horrible. When we first got together she had some nice outfits and shoes that she would wear. Now she dresses like a grandma and it embarrasses me. We can afford nice clothes for her to wear, she just hates shopping so sheāll wear clothes until they have too many noticeable holes in them. One example of her outfits is this sweatpants and sweater outfit she bought together. They have this horrendous lace on the top of the arms and down the sides of the pants. I asked her if those were a set of pajamas and she insists they arenāt. Sheās calmed down on wearing them because I always say something about how much they look like pajamas and I think sheās more tired of hearing me say that than she is acknowledging that itās a goofy outfit. One last item of clothing is this shirt that she loves wearing. Itās one of those cheap licensed shirts that people can buy at Walmart and itās supposed to look a bit faded but with the large fit and general sloppy look, the shirt looks very dumb. Iāve even told her that tighter shirts look better on her frame so this favorite shirt should become a shirt she only wears at home. One time we were going out as a family and she tried wearing that shirt. I gently asked if she could pick another shirt to wear that day and she was annoyed and a little offended by that.
Lastly, her hygiene is starting to really bother me. I know a lot of women only wash their hair every other day, but she only takes showers every other day. Many times sheāll go 3 days without a shower. As you can imagine, there are some funky smells that start to occur after going that long without bathing, especially when youāre churning out farts every 20 minutes. There was a period of time that I was only getting sex on day 2 of her not showering. I couldnāt take it anymore and tried to gently tell her that I enjoy sex a lot more when her body is clean. I donāt even need her to shower before sex, I just want her to shower at some point that day. She was offended and now occasionally gives me shit like, ādonāt worry. I showered today in case you were worriedā. Like, yeah I was a bit because Iām tired of smelling straight ass when were doing doggy style. There have been times that sheās put an item of clothing on and it smells musty. When I tell her it smells bad, sheās just annoyed she has to change out of that item. Itās almost like sheād rather walk around smelling like a wet dog than change her pants or shirt.
My wife is a great mom and really does that well. Sheās always thinking of the kids and tries to give them her best. I love my wife too, but these issues are becoming more and more bothersome for me and I donāt know what to do. A lot of the things I used to find her sexy for have gone away. I try my best to encourage her and build her up by telling her she looks cute when she does or compliment her smell when she smells nice, but that doesnāt seem to incentivize her. I feel like Iām not asking for much. I would hope that if I walked around with a big stain on my shirt or looked like I just woke up on a park bench that she would be bothered by that and want to say something to me. I just want a partner that halfway cares about the way they present themselves. As for the farts, I have no idea what to do for that.
2024.05.14 10:47 Krayzfrog Thereās something off with the people on campus (Full story)
Hey everyone, Iām typing this on my phone so I apologize if there is weird formatting. Anyways, to get to the point, thereās something really off with some people on my campus. I have come seeking answers.I noticed it first walking home from my 7pm class last Wednesday.
To set the scene, most of the campus is tucked back into the woods a little, and my 7pm class is in the farthest building from the parking lot (further into the woods). I get out from that 7pm class around 9pm, so on cloudy nights like last Wednesday, the only lights on that long sidewalk are the lights radiating from the other buildings. Usually, thereās roughly 30 feet where itās pitch black because the foliage is pretty dense. I usually walk back to my apartment with some classmates that live in the same complex as me, but I told them to go ahead of me while I finished the rest of the project.
After packing my laptop away, I started heading back home. It was roughly 9:30 at this point, and my brain was slowly shutting down preparing for the deep sleep that has yet to come.Walking down the sidewalk, I heard somebody not too far into the woods laughing like theyāve just heard the funniest joke ever. I immediately thought, āprobably some Freshman walking the trails with their friends smoking weedā. Chuckling to myself, I put in my AirPods and picked a playlist for my journey back home.
When I looked up from my phone, there was the silhouette of somebody walking towards me. I have no idea how I missed them before, but honestly, itās very possible they were just in a spot where the light wasnāt quite reaching them. A little unnerved, I shifted over to the left side of the sidewalk.
(Now Iām usually fine walking alone at night; Iām a 6ā2 man whoās dabbled in the world of MMA. But something about this person gave me a primal feeling of unrest.)
When they shifted over to the left mirroring me, I felt my blood run cold. But alas, I had to keep walking because this was my only way back home. As I neared closer to the figure, I almost laughed at myself when I realized it was just some harmless girl walking towards the Murphy building. If anything, Iām the intimidating one to her.
This is where it really gets weird. She stopped as I was passing her and turned to me. Thinking she needed to ask me something, I took an AirPod out and asked āwhatās up?ā. After staring at me for an uncomfortable amount of time, she opened her mouth, and I kid you not, mimicked the laugh I heard moments before perfectly. Before I could chalk it up to it just being her in the trails earlier, I noticed something. Her mouth wasnāt moving at all. If I had left my AirPods in, it would just look like she was just opening her mouth and staring at me. She then shifted into a deep raspy laugh. She did all of this without moving her mouth at all; I couldnāt even see her throat moving as you would expect if someone was laughing. It was almost like she was some fucked up human-shaped gramophone. The feeling of absolute horror that came over me is something Iāve only experienced in my imagination. Before I could think to do anything next, My body began to run off some sort of primal instinct. With my legs burning, it took me about 10 minutes to get all the way back to my apartment and lock myself in relative safety.
Iām coming on here now to ask if anybody knows what I experienced? I have been hearing that same laughter outside my window every night since that night, I am too terrified to sleep well and have refused to go to any of my classes. Please I just want answers, I donāt want to keep living in fear.
Part 2:
Hey everyone, Iāve gotten some DMs telling me what it may be. Iāve heard everything from banshee to skinwalker. After further research I pray to god it was neither of them. Iām praying it was just some girl with a speaker playing some sort of cruel joke. I mean yes there are people who donāt like me on campus, Iāve made some enemies over the past 4 years. But, I just donāt understand what couldāve brought it to this point. I had to stop hiding in fear and go to my classes before my grades plummet, Iām almost done with my degree and only have a few more weeks. If I let some sort of stupid prank ruin my career, It would be everything I swore against to my parents.
A lot of you guys in the DMs were also asking what college I go to and what my name is. First I want to say sorry for not providing that information in the first post, Iām sure you can understand where my head was at typing that. So let me introduce myself, my name is Nick and In order to keep my privacy, I will only provide that I go to a midwest university.
Iām sure you may be wondering, āso did it just stop?ā. I would love to say yes, but really things have just gotten weirder. Though, I am pleased to say that there is no longer laughing out my window every night.
Ever since that night, Iāve been noticing more things off with the people on campus. Now you may just think itās paranoia, but just be patient and listen.
Yesterday, I decided to muster up all of my courage and go to class. Luckily my first class is at 10AM, when the sun is well in the sky, so walking across campus seemed much less threatening. When I sat down in my first class, I noticed something off with the girl that sits in front of me. Usually sheās chatty and excited to be in class, but today she just stared blankly ahead. I tried to say good morning and ask about her weekend, as we do every Monday, but she continued to have that blank stare. She did turn her head towards be, but her eyes read ālights on, but nobody is homeā.
Thinking to myself, she may just be hungover, or going through the bout of college student depression. I decided to shrug it off and turn to the front of the class and get my notes ready. But the moment I turned around, I could feel it. Her eyes burrowing deep into the back of my head. When I flipped around to see if I was just being irrational, I quickly learned I wasnāt. Her eyes went from the blank glare, to the most enthusiastic face Iāve seen on her. It was horrible, it almost seemed like she was trying so hard to pretend she was thrilled to be in class and to speak to me. It was inhuman.
Iāve been on the internet long enough to catch on to the term āUncanny valleyā, and what I witnessed In my first hour gives me that same gut feeling I got when I saw that girl last Wednesday.
I was right to be uncomfortable though, I texted her after class to make sure she was doing alright. But her response only reignited the flames of deep fear burning in my soul.
Iāll copy and paste the messages here:
Me: Hey Is everything good? You seemed off in class today.
Steph SCI 101: Uh yeah, Iām fine. but I was not in class today, Iām severely hungover from Tannerās party last night.
Me: Haha, good one.
Steph SCI 101: No Iām so Fr, are you okay?
Steph SCI 101: Are you trying to fuck with me or something?
Me: Nevermind, Iām sorry to bother you.
(End Of Texts)
Okay so Iām sure that this gives you all the same feeling of dread that it gave me but Iām sure scaled down a bit. This is where I have started to doubt that itās a prank, because me and Stephanie are cool. Thereās no level of hate for either of us, and even if it was some joke, we donāt know each other on that type of level.
Not only did this seem to happen in my first class, but in between classes while I was walking across campus as well. I walk past hundreds of faces in my many treks across campus, and I swear to you, at least 1/4th of the people I walked past had that same dead stare look. And the way they walked, god I hate even thinking of it. It was like they were an alien trying out their new body suits for the first time. The steps and the bends of their legs just seem so meticulous, dramaticized, and puppeteered.
Iām going to try to investigate further, because at this point my fear for my life is more of a reason to try and figure out what it is so I can try to stop it.
Iām no hero, and Iām sure as hell nothing special, but If I can know what to expect for another encounter, maybe I can avoid meeting the demise I have imagined.
Part 3
I had a strange dream last night, stranger than usual at least. I awoke in the woods, laying face down in the grass with someone looming over me. I heard their footsteps flee rapidly before I flipped over. I found myself just off the trail where the āincidentā happened, on the trail laid a girl, bloodied and motionless. When I got up to approach her, she was quickly dragged into the parallel section of the woods. Seeing this I turned and ran into the section of woods I was in. When my legs gave out I found myself near an old supply shed, worn and long abandoned. Searching for cover, I tried the door, which luckily gave after a quick pull. There I found a trapdoor which emanated a blue hue through the cracks. The only thought on my mind, survival brought me to throw it open and climb down. I clattered down the ladder and right before my feet touched the ground, I was pulled backwards by my shirt. Thatās where I woke up.
I have always trusted my gut and having a dream that vivid gave me a sense of courage I did not previously have. I know where to start my search now. I have decided my best course of action will be to record my findings on a tape recorder app. After I finish each entry it will be uploaded to a cloud that will ensure if anything happens to me, the story will get out. I am packing my backpack now with a flashlight, glow sticks to mark my trail, and a machete I was gifted by a local in Mexico. All of my recordings will be uploaded below and auto posted after 10 days. Wish me luck everyone, Iām going to need it.
Entry 1: I have started at the only place that makes sense, the trail. It is currently 1:45 PM and I have plenty of sun left in the sky. I just needed to find exactly where to start my journey into the woods. Strangely it was very easy to find. I recall one of the trees having a funky twist near the middle of the trunk. Probably just some two lovebirds trying to carve their name into the tree and realizing there were softer trees to carve into. Anyways hiking further into the woods I believe I can see the shape of the shed through the branches. I wish you guys could see how dense these trees are so you can understand my struggle.
Entry 2: I made it to the shed, but unfortunately the floor in here is concrete. This really sucks for me because I have absolutely no idea where to go from here. Itās identical on the outside but I just donāt understand. Maybe Iām just delusional, which in that case what a waste of time and energy. Iām going to head back home and just start packing for summer. Maybe itāll be best if I just forget about all of this and leave it behind me. I am graduating after all. Wait hold on what is this?? thereās a button behind one of these shelves. I am going to press it, but idk how it would work because this floor is seamless. Iām just going to leave this recording so if anything does happen I donāt have to worry about holding the phone the whole time. Holy shit, the entire floor is lowering. Itās a fucking elevator.
Entry 3: Okay so Iāve been going down this elevator for like 30 seconds, how far down am I going?.. Oh wait hold on, Im stoppedā¦ Thereās a metal door with a padlock. Ig since I have the machete thereās only one thing to do, break it. Im going to use the blunt side so I donāt ruin this thing, I like it too much. the lock clatters to the ground after 3 solid hits. Well ig thereās only one way to go now, thereās no button to get back up so I pray thereās another way up. The metal door creaks loudly. Fuck I regret this, Itās dark and I can tell itās a big area because itās so echoey in here. Iām currently praising my past self for thinking about the flashlight and glow sticks. I need to find out what in the hell this place is and most importantly, if thereās a damn light switch.
Entry 4: God this place is terrifying Iāve been walking around the sterile white halls of this place for like 10 minutes and have found nothing, no doors, no light switch. I feel like a rat in a maze. Also scratch what I said about being glad I packed glow sticks, because my stupid ass only brought like 20 of these things and Iām already down to 5. Also I feel like Iām not alone, every now and then Iāll turn a corner and the glow from the previous glow stick quickly vanishes. I feel like it might just be because the darkness seems to envelop everything like a blanket. But I have that feeling that Iām being followed. You know the one, where you know somethings wrong you just canāt pin point what it is. Oh shit no way, thereās light, I think thereās a door or something up ahead.
Entry 5: Holy shitā¦ Itās a lab, and worse, thereās people strapped too tables, completely naked and unconscious. I know they are alive because each of them are hooked up with a million different cords, and one of those are plugged into a heart monitor. This place is huge, there has to be at least 50 people on these tables.
āHey you, youāre not supposed to be in hereā yelled a man adorned in a lab coat.
āWhat are you doing to these kids you sick fucks.ā I yelled back at the man across the lab.
In a haste the scientist rushes towards a red button, setting off a loud alarm, turning the lights to a flashing red. With no exit behind me, I could only do one thing... Rush towards him. My training kicked in as I launched into a flurry of calculated strikes. My first hit connected, a right overhand clean under his eye. The doctor stumbled back, but I didn't give him a chance to recover. I pressed the attack, keeping him off balance with a relentless barrage of punches and kicks. He fought back ferociously, but I was one step ahead, anticipating his moves and countering with swift, efficient strikes. We wrestled, the room around us becoming a blur of pain and adrenaline. I used the environment to my advantage, improvising weapons from the scattered medical equipment and turning the empty tables on my opponent. Pinning him to the ground, I laid down a harsh barrage of final blows. His face was a bloody pulp, unrecognizable. But I didnāt walk away unscathed, somewhere in the tussle, the scientist buried a scalpel deep into my stomach. With my adrenaline wearing off, the pain overtook me, sending me into darkness as I fainted from the blood loss and adrenaline dump. I awoke with my arms and legs strapped to the cold metal operating table. Before I could try to struggle, a face overtook my field of vision.
āQuite a fight you put up, you turned poor Dr.Samson into a soupā the looming face said with a chuckle. āYou are the first person to put the pieces together and for that I am thoroughly impressed Mr. Hayesā
āWho are you?!ā I said fighting at my binds. āLet me go!ā
āIām afraid I canāt do that Mr.Hayes. You have seen far too much, and I definitely canāt have you running around telling the world what you saw here. Although nobody would believe you.ā āAnd to answer your other question, Iām surprised you donāt recognize meā¦ really take a moment and look at meā He said pulling down his face mask.
āDr.Blackwood?ā I said as I looked back on my freshman year biology class.
āDing ding ding ding. We have a winner!ā He said in a maniac joy.
āWhat are you going to do to me?ā I asked.
āWell Mr.Hayes, first Iām going to sew you up from your little tussle you had with my late assistant and then I will put you under and cut into that skull of yours and take out a small piece of what we call in the science world your hippocampus. Then I will draw from that all of the necessary memories to create the perfect clone of you.ā He responded.
āWhy? Why would you need a clone of any of us. Why canāt you just clone someone willing to be apart of this?ā I asked
āBecause thatās no fun Mr.Hayes, the hunt excites me. Actually youāre lucky I didnāt get you the first night. Unfortunately my creation had a little bit of a malfunction and formed a wee bit of an attachment to you. Iām sure you remember the ruckus outside your window? Anyways I digress, I do this because everyone of you lowly students will go onto do mediocre jobs where you waste away at a desk. I must also add that with having a clone of you under my control, I can do anything and get away with clean hands. My plan with you originally was to have you go into the admissions office and steal every last cent all for me. On top of that I like the power, because one day I will have a clone of every student on this campus and eventually I will cause a revolt against our comedy of a government. Who will stop me, when I wonāt even be on the front lines?ā Dr.Blackwood explained.
āI willā I said freeing my last hand from the binds.
What he didnāt realize is that with all of this monologue and the questions I had been feeding him, I was slowly loosening my binds with each wiggle and movement in retaliation.
Lurching forward I grab onto his collar, pulling him into a vicious headbutt. The impact sent Dr. Blackwood reeling backward, his grip on consciousness loosening as he staggered. Seizing the moment, I lunged off the table, adrenaline coursing through my veins despite the searing pain in my abdomen. With a swift motion, I grabbed a nearby surgical instrument, holding it in a defensive stance as I faced my adversary. Dr. Blackwood, recovering from the blow, snarled with rage, his once calm demeanor now replaced by a feral intensity. The room seemed to shrink around us, the tension thickening with each passing second. This was my chance to stop Blackwood's twisted plans. As he lunged forward, I met his attack head-on, the clang of metal reverberating through the room. Blow after blow, we fought with an intensity born of desperation and determination. Despite my injuries, I refused to yield, driven by a fire burnt under me to protect myself and others from Blackwood's actions . In a final, swift move, I delivered a powerful front kick, sending Blackwood crashing to the ground. The room fell silent, the echoes of our struggle fading into the darkness. Coughing he sat in the corner laughing with blood spilling down his face. āYou know that itās too late to save any of these one lying on the tables. I wouldāve released you, you know that right? I wouldāve simply taken your memory from today out of your brain and leaving you in your bed to wake up thinking you had a fun nightā he said with final resolve as he watched me grab the scalpel from the ground taking slow steps near him.
Looking down over him, It was my turn to laugh. Kneeling down to eye level with him I grabbed him by his hair and delivered a final message to him āFuck you and your little science experimentā as I sliced deep into his throat watching the life fade from his eyes.
I eventually found an exit door, which lead me to a storm drain deep in the woods far from my campus. It took me 2 hours to limp my way onto a main road and flag down a passing car. Pulling over I was rushed to the hospital and later interrogated by some men in suits, my guess is CIA. Here I am now, writing my final entrance. I think I heard them say something about trying a new medical process on me to help me heal quicker.
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To set the scene, most of the campus is tucked back into the woods a little, and my 7pm class is in the farthest building from the parking lot (further into the woods). I get out from that 7pm class around 9pm, so on cloudy nights like last Wednesday, the only lights on that long sidewalk are the lights radiating from the other buildings. Usually, thereās roughly 30 feet where itās pitch black because the foliage is pretty dense. I usually walk back to my apartment with some classmates that live in the same complex as me, but I told them to go ahead of me while I finished the rest of the project.
After packing my laptop away, I started heading back home. It was roughly 9:30 at this point, and my brain was slowly shutting down preparing for the deep sleep that has yet to come.Walking down the sidewalk, I heard somebody not too far into the woods laughing like theyāve just heard the funniest joke ever. I immediately thought, āprobably some Freshman walking the trails with their friends smoking weedā. Chuckling to myself, I put in my AirPods and picked a playlist for my journey back home.
When I looked up from my phone, there was the silhouette of somebody walking towards me. I have no idea how I missed them before, but honestly, itās very possible they were just in a spot where the light wasnāt quite reaching them. A little unnerved, I shifted over to the left side of the sidewalk.
(Now Iām usually fine walking alone at night; Iām a 6ā2 man whoās dabbled in the world of MMA. But something about this person gave me a primal feeling of unrest.)
When they shifted over to the left mirroring me, I felt my blood run cold. But alas, I had to keep walking because this was my only way back home. As I neared closer to the figure, I almost laughed at myself when I realized it was just some harmless girl walking towards the Murphy building. If anything, Iām the intimidating one to her.
This is where it really gets weird. She stopped as I was passing her and turned to me. Thinking she needed to ask me something, I took an AirPod out and asked āwhatās up?ā. After staring at me for an uncomfortable amount of time, she opened her mouth, and I kid you not, mimicked the laugh I heard moments before perfectly. Before I could chalk it up to it just being her in the trails earlier, I noticed something. Her mouth wasnāt moving at all. If I had left my AirPods in, it would just look like she was just opening her mouth and staring at me. She then shifted into a deep raspy laugh. She did all of this without moving her mouth at all; I couldnāt even see her throat moving as you would expect if someone was laughing. It was almost like she was some fucked up human-shaped gramophone. The feeling of absolute horror that came over me is something Iāve only experienced in my imagination. Before I could think to do anything next, My body began to run off some sort of primal instinct. With my legs burning, it took me about 10 minutes to get all the way back to my apartment and lock myself in relative safety.
Iām coming on here now to ask if anybody knows what I experienced? I have been hearing that same laughter outside my window every night since that night, I am too terrified to sleep well and have refused to go to any of my classes. Please I just want answers, I donāt want to keep living in fear.
Part 2:
Hey everyone, Iāve gotten some DMs telling me what it may be. Iāve heard everything from banshee to skinwalker. After further research I pray to god it was neither of them. Iām praying it was just some girl with a speaker playing some sort of cruel joke. I mean yes there are people who donāt like me on campus, Iāve made some enemies over the past 4 years. But, I just donāt understand what couldāve brought it to this point. I had to stop hiding in fear and go to my classes before my grades plummet, Iām almost done with my degree and only have a few more weeks. If I let some sort of stupid prank ruin my career, It would be everything I swore against to my parents.
A lot of you guys in the DMs were also asking what college I go to and what my name is. First I want to say sorry for not providing that information in the first post, Iām sure you can understand where my head was at typing that. So let me introduce myself, my name is Nick and In order to keep my privacy, I will only provide that I go to a midwest university.
Iām sure you may be wondering, āso did it just stop?ā. I would love to say yes, but really things have just gotten weirder. Though, I am pleased to say that there is no longer laughing out my window every night.
Ever since that night, Iāve been noticing more things off with the people on campus. Now you may just think itās paranoia, but just be patient and listen.
Yesterday, I decided to muster up all of my courage and go to class. Luckily my first class is at 10AM, when the sun is well in the sky, so walking across campus seemed much less threatening. When I sat down in my first class, I noticed something off with the girl that sits in front of me. Usually sheās chatty and excited to be in class, but today she just stared blankly ahead. I tried to say good morning and ask about her weekend, as we do every Monday, but she continued to have that blank stare. She did turn her head towards be, but her eyes read ālights on, but nobody is homeā.
Thinking to myself, she may just be hungover, or going through the bout of college student depression. I decided to shrug it off and turn to the front of the class and get my notes ready. But the moment I turned around, I could feel it. Her eyes burrowing deep into the back of my head. When I flipped around to see if I was just being irrational, I quickly learned I wasnāt. Her eyes went from the blank glare, to the most enthusiastic face Iāve seen on her. It was horrible, it almost seemed like she was trying so hard to pretend she was thrilled to be in class and to speak to me. It was inhuman.
Iāve been on the internet long enough to catch on to the term āUncanny valleyā, and what I witnessed In my first hour gives me that same gut feeling I got when I saw that girl last Wednesday.
I was right to be uncomfortable though, I texted her after class to make sure she was doing alright. But her response only reignited the flames of deep fear burning in my soul.
Iāll copy and paste the messages here:
Me: Hey Is everything good? You seemed off in class today.
Steph SCI 101: Uh yeah, Iām fine. but I was not in class today, Iām severely hungover from Tannerās party last night.
Me: Haha, good one.
Steph SCI 101: No Iām so Fr, are you okay?
Steph SCI 101: Are you trying to fuck with me or something?
Me: Nevermind, Iām sorry to bother you.
(End Of Texts)
Okay so Iām sure that this gives you all the same feeling of dread that it gave me but Iām sure scaled down a bit. This is where I have started to doubt that itās a prank, because me and Stephanie are cool. Thereās no level of hate for either of us, and even if it was some joke, we donāt know each other on that type of level.
Not only did this seem to happen in my first class, but in between classes while I was walking across campus as well. I walk past hundreds of faces in my many treks across campus, and I swear to you, at least 1/4th of the people I walked past had that same dead stare look. And the way they walked, god I hate even thinking of it. It was like they were an alien trying out their new body suits for the first time. The steps and the bends of their legs just seem so meticulous, dramaticized, and puppeteered.
Iām going to try to investigate further, because at this point my fear for my life is more of a reason to try and figure out what it is so I can try to stop it.
Iām no hero, and Iām sure as hell nothing special, but If I can know what to expect for another encounter, maybe I can avoid meeting the demise I have imagined.
Part 3
First off I would like to apologize for my 20-day hiatus. For those who were worried that curiosity killed the cat so to speak, I appreciate your concern. On top of my investigation, I have also had to go through finals and work for a boss who didn't believe in life outside of work. So let's start where we left off. I had a feeling that this task was left for me to solve. it may sound stupid, but let me explain why. That night, after my last post, I had a dream that further solidified my need to solve the mystery. I tried to write all that I remembered down the morning after so here is what I wrote.April 4th, 2024
I had a strange dream last night, stranger than usual at least. I awoke in the woods, laying face down in the grass with someone looming over me. I heard their footsteps flee rapidly before I flipped over. I found myself just off the trail where the āincidentā happened, on the trail laid a girl, bloodied and motionless. When I got up to approach her, she was quickly dragged into the parallel section of the woods. Seeing this I turned and ran into the section of woods I was in. When my legs gave out I found myself near an old supply shed, worn and long abandoned. Searching for cover, I tried the door, which luckily gave after a quick pull. There I found a trapdoor which emanated a blue hue through the cracks. The only thought on my mind, survival brought me to throw it open and climb down. I clattered down the ladder and right before my feet touched the ground, I was pulled backwards by my shirt. Thatās where I woke up.
I have always trusted my gut and having a dream that vivid gave me a sense of courage I did not previously have. I know where to start my search now. I have decided my best course of action will be to record my findings on a tape recorder app. After I finish each entry it will be uploaded to a cloud that will ensure if anything happens to me, the story will get out. I am packing my backpack now with a flashlight, glow sticks to mark my trail, and a machete I was gifted by a local in Mexico. All of my recordings will be uploaded below and auto posted after 10 days. Wish me luck everyone, Iām going to need it.
Entry 1: I have started at the only place that makes sense, the trail. It is currently 1:45 PM and I have plenty of sun left in the sky. I just needed to find exactly where to start my journey into the woods. Strangely it was very easy to find. I recall one of the trees having a funky twist near the middle of the trunk. Probably just some two lovebirds trying to carve their name into the tree and realizing there were softer trees to carve into. Anyways hiking further into the woods I believe I can see the shape of the shed through the branches. I wish you guys could see how dense these trees are so you can understand my struggle.
Entry 2: I made it to the shed, but unfortunately the floor in here is concrete. This really sucks for me because I have absolutely no idea where to go from here. Itās identical on the outside but I just donāt understand. Maybe Iām just delusional, which in that case what a waste of time and energy. Iām going to head back home and just start packing for summer. Maybe itāll be best if I just forget about all of this and leave it behind me. I am graduating after all. Wait hold on what is this?? thereās a button behind one of these shelves. I am going to press it, but idk how it would work because this floor is seamless. Iām just going to leave this recording so if anything does happen I donāt have to worry about holding the phone the whole time. Holy shit, the entire floor is lowering. Itās a fucking elevator.
Entry 3: Okay so Iāve been going down this elevator for like 30 seconds, how far down am I going?.. Oh wait hold on, Im stoppedā¦ Thereās a metal door with a padlock. Ig since I have the machete thereās only one thing to do, break it. Im going to use the blunt side so I donāt ruin this thing, I like it too much. the lock clatters to the ground after 3 solid hits. Well ig thereās only one way to go now, thereās no button to get back up so I pray thereās another way up. The metal door creaks loudly. Fuck I regret this, Itās dark and I can tell itās a big area because itās so echoey in here. Iām currently praising my past self for thinking about the flashlight and glow sticks. I need to find out what in the hell this place is and most importantly, if thereās a damn light switch.
Entry 4: God this place is terrifying Iāve been walking around the sterile white halls of this place for like 10 minutes and have found nothing, no doors, no light switch. I feel like a rat in a maze. Also scratch what I said about being glad I packed glow sticks, because my stupid ass only brought like 20 of these things and Iām already down to 5. Also I feel like Iām not alone, every now and then Iāll turn a corner and the glow from the previous glow stick quickly vanishes. I feel like it might just be because the darkness seems to envelop everything like a blanket. But I have that feeling that Iām being followed. You know the one, where you know somethings wrong you just canāt pin point what it is. Oh shit no way, thereās light, I think thereās a door or something up ahead.
Entry 5: Holy shitā¦ Itās a lab, and worse, thereās people strapped too tables, completely naked and unconscious. I know they are alive because each of them are hooked up with a million different cords, and one of those are plugged into a heart monitor. This place is huge, there has to be at least 50 people on these tables.
āHey you, youāre not supposed to be in hereā yelled a man adorned in a lab coat.
āWhat are you doing to these kids you sick fucks.ā I yelled back at the man across the lab.
In a haste the scientist rushes towards a red button, setting off a loud alarm, turning the lights to a flashing red. With no exit behind me, I could only do one thing... Rush towards him. My training kicked in as I launched into a flurry of calculated strikes. My first hit connected, a right overhand clean under his eye. The doctor stumbled back, but I didn't give him a chance to recover. I pressed the attack, keeping him off balance with a relentless barrage of punches and kicks. He fought back ferociously, but I was one step ahead, anticipating his moves and countering with swift, efficient strikes. We wrestled, the room around us becoming a blur of pain and adrenaline. I used the environment to my advantage, improvising weapons from the scattered medical equipment and turning the empty tables on my opponent. Pinning him to the ground, I laid down a harsh barrage of final blows. His face was a bloody pulp, unrecognizable. But I didnāt walk away unscathed, somewhere in the tussle, the scientist buried a scalpel deep into my stomach. With my adrenaline wearing off, the pain overtook me, sending me into darkness as I fainted from the blood loss and adrenaline dump. I awoke with my arms and legs strapped to the cold metal operating table. Before I could try to struggle, a face overtook my field of vision.
āQuite a fight you put up, you turned poor Dr.Samson into a soupā the looming face said with a chuckle. āYou are the first person to put the pieces together and for that I am thoroughly impressed Mr. Hayesā
āWho are you?!ā I said fighting at my binds. āLet me go!ā
āIām afraid I canāt do that Mr.Hayes. You have seen far too much, and I definitely canāt have you running around telling the world what you saw here. Although nobody would believe you.ā āAnd to answer your other question, Iām surprised you donāt recognize meā¦ really take a moment and look at meā He said pulling down his face mask.
āDr.Blackwood?ā I said as I looked back on my freshman year biology class.
āDing ding ding ding. We have a winner!ā He said in a maniac joy.
āWhat are you going to do to me?ā I asked.
āWell Mr.Hayes, first Iām going to sew you up from your little tussle you had with my late assistant and then I will put you under and cut into that skull of yours and take out a small piece of what we call in the science world your hippocampus. Then I will draw from that all of the necessary memories to create the perfect clone of you.ā He responded.
āWhy? Why would you need a clone of any of us. Why canāt you just clone someone willing to be apart of this?ā I asked
āBecause thatās no fun Mr.Hayes, the hunt excites me. Actually youāre lucky I didnāt get you the first night. Unfortunately my creation had a little bit of a malfunction and formed a wee bit of an attachment to you. Iām sure you remember the ruckus outside your window? Anyways I digress, I do this because everyone of you lowly students will go onto do mediocre jobs where you waste away at a desk. I must also add that with having a clone of you under my control, I can do anything and get away with clean hands. My plan with you originally was to have you go into the admissions office and steal every last cent all for me. On top of that I like the power, because one day I will have a clone of every student on this campus and eventually I will cause a revolt against our comedy of a government. Who will stop me, when I wonāt even be on the front lines?ā Dr.Blackwood explained.
āI willā I said freeing my last hand from the binds.
What he didnāt realize is that with all of this monologue and the questions I had been feeding him, I was slowly loosening my binds with each wiggle and movement in retaliation.
Lurching forward I grab onto his collar, pulling him into a vicious headbutt. The impact sent Dr. Blackwood reeling backward, his grip on consciousness loosening as he staggered. Seizing the moment, I lunged off the table, adrenaline coursing through my veins despite the searing pain in my abdomen. With a swift motion, I grabbed a nearby surgical instrument, holding it in a defensive stance as I faced my adversary. Dr. Blackwood, recovering from the blow, snarled with rage, his once calm demeanor now replaced by a feral intensity. The room seemed to shrink around us, the tension thickening with each passing second. This was my chance to stop Blackwood's twisted plans. As he lunged forward, I met his attack head-on, the clang of metal reverberating through the room. Blow after blow, we fought with an intensity born of desperation and determination. Despite my injuries, I refused to yield, driven by a fire burnt under me to protect myself and others from Blackwood's actions . In a final, swift move, I delivered a powerful front kick, sending Blackwood crashing to the ground. The room fell silent, the echoes of our struggle fading into the darkness. Coughing he sat in the corner laughing with blood spilling down his face. āYou know that itās too late to save any of these one lying on the tables. I wouldāve released you, you know that right? I wouldāve simply taken your memory from today out of your brain and leaving you in your bed to wake up thinking you had a fun nightā he said with final resolve as he watched me grab the scalpel from the ground taking slow steps near him.
Looking down over him, It was my turn to laugh. Kneeling down to eye level with him I grabbed him by his hair and delivered a final message to him āFuck you and your little science experimentā as I sliced deep into his throat watching the life fade from his eyes.
I eventually found an exit door, which lead me to a storm drain deep in the woods far from my campus. It took me 2 hours to limp my way onto a main road and flag down a passing car. Pulling over I was rushed to the hospital and later interrogated by some men in suits, my guess is CIA. Here I am now, writing my final entrance. I think I heard them say something about trying a new medical process on me to help me heal quicker.
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2024.05.14 10:46 Krayzfrog Thereās something off with the people on Campus (Complete Story)
Hey everyone, Iām typing this on my phone so I apologize if there is weird formatting. Anyways, to get to the point, thereās something really off with some people on my campus. I have come seeking answers.I noticed it first walking home from my 7pm class last Wednesday.
To set the scene, most of the campus is tucked back into the woods a little, and my 7pm class is in the farthest building from the parking lot (further into the woods). I get out from that 7pm class around 9pm, so on cloudy nights like last Wednesday, the only lights on that long sidewalk are the lights radiating from the other buildings. Usually, thereās roughly 30 feet where itās pitch black because the foliage is pretty dense. I usually walk back to my apartment with some classmates that live in the same complex as me, but I told them to go ahead of me while I finished the rest of the project.
After packing my laptop away, I started heading back home. It was roughly 9:30 at this point, and my brain was slowly shutting down preparing for the deep sleep that has yet to come.Walking down the sidewalk, I heard somebody not too far into the woods laughing like theyāve just heard the funniest joke ever. I immediately thought, āprobably some Freshman walking the trails with their friends smoking weedā. Chuckling to myself, I put in my AirPods and picked a playlist for my journey back home.
When I looked up from my phone, there was the silhouette of somebody walking towards me. I have no idea how I missed them before, but honestly, itās very possible they were just in a spot where the light wasnāt quite reaching them. A little unnerved, I shifted over to the left side of the sidewalk.
(Now Iām usually fine walking alone at night; Iām a 6ā2 man whoās dabbled in the world of MMA. But something about this person gave me a primal feeling of unrest.)
When they shifted over to the left mirroring me, I felt my blood run cold. But alas, I had to keep walking because this was my only way back home. As I neared closer to the figure, I almost laughed at myself when I realized it was just some harmless girl walking towards the Murphy building. If anything, Iām the intimidating one to her.
This is where it really gets weird. She stopped as I was passing her and turned to me. Thinking she needed to ask me something, I took an AirPod out and asked āwhatās up?ā. After staring at me for an uncomfortable amount of time, she opened her mouth, and I kid you not, mimicked the laugh I heard moments before perfectly. Before I could chalk it up to it just being her in the trails earlier, I noticed something. Her mouth wasnāt moving at all. If I had left my AirPods in, it would just look like she was just opening her mouth and staring at me. She then shifted into a deep raspy laugh. She did all of this without moving her mouth at all; I couldnāt even see her throat moving as you would expect if someone was laughing. It was almost like she was some fucked up human-shaped gramophone. The feeling of absolute horror that came over me is something Iāve only experienced in my imagination. Before I could think to do anything next, My body began to run off some sort of primal instinct. With my legs burning, it took me about 10 minutes to get all the way back to my apartment and lock myself in relative safety.
Iām coming on here now to ask if anybody knows what I experienced? I have been hearing that same laughter outside my window every night since that night, I am too terrified to sleep well and have refused to go to any of my classes. Please I just want answers, I donāt want to keep living in fear.
Part 2:
Hey everyone, Iāve gotten some DMs telling me what it may be. Iāve heard everything from banshee to skinwalker. After further research I pray to god it was neither of them. Iām praying it was just some girl with a speaker playing some sort of cruel joke. I mean yes there are people who donāt like me on campus, Iāve made some enemies over the past 4 years. But, I just donāt understand what couldāve brought it to this point. I had to stop hiding in fear and go to my classes before my grades plummet, Iām almost done with my degree and only have a few more weeks. If I let some sort of stupid prank ruin my career, It would be everything I swore against to my parents.
A lot of you guys in the DMs were also asking what college I go to and what my name is. First I want to say sorry for not providing that information in the first post, Iām sure you can understand where my head was at typing that. So let me introduce myself, my name is Nick and In order to keep my privacy, I will only provide that I go to a midwest university.
Iām sure you may be wondering, āso did it just stop?ā. I would love to say yes, but really things have just gotten weirder. Though, I am pleased to say that there is no longer laughing out my window every night.
Ever since that night, Iāve been noticing more things off with the people on campus. Now you may just think itās paranoia, but just be patient and listen.
Yesterday, I decided to muster up all of my courage and go to class. Luckily my first class is at 10AM, when the sun is well in the sky, so walking across campus seemed much less threatening. When I sat down in my first class, I noticed something off with the girl that sits in front of me. Usually sheās chatty and excited to be in class, but today she just stared blankly ahead. I tried to say good morning and ask about her weekend, as we do every Monday, but she continued to have that blank stare. She did turn her head towards be, but her eyes read ālights on, but nobody is homeā.
Thinking to myself, she may just be hungover, or going through the bout of college student depression. I decided to shrug it off and turn to the front of the class and get my notes ready. But the moment I turned around, I could feel it. Her eyes burrowing deep into the back of my head. When I flipped around to see if I was just being irrational, I quickly learned I wasnāt. Her eyes went from the blank glare, to the most enthusiastic face Iāve seen on her. It was horrible, it almost seemed like she was trying so hard to pretend she was thrilled to be in class and to speak to me. It was inhuman.
Iāve been on the internet long enough to catch on to the term āUncanny valleyā, and what I witnessed In my first hour gives me that same gut feeling I got when I saw that girl last Wednesday.
I was right to be uncomfortable though, I texted her after class to make sure she was doing alright. But her response only reignited the flames of deep fear burning in my soul.
Iāll copy and paste the messages here:
Me: Hey Is everything good? You seemed off in class today.
Steph SCI 101: Uh yeah, Iām fine. but I was not in class today, Iām severely hungover from Tannerās party last night.
Me: Haha, good one.
Steph SCI 101: No Iām so Fr, are you okay?
Steph SCI 101: Are you trying to fuck with me or something?
Me: Nevermind, Iām sorry to bother you.
(End Of Texts)
Okay so Iām sure that this gives you all the same feeling of dread that it gave me but Iām sure scaled down a bit. This is where I have started to doubt that itās a prank, because me and Stephanie are cool. Thereās no level of hate for either of us, and even if it was some joke, we donāt know each other on that type of level.
Not only did this seem to happen in my first class, but in between classes while I was walking across campus as well. I walk past hundreds of faces in my many treks across campus, and I swear to you, at least 1/4th of the people I walked past had that same dead stare look. And the way they walked, god I hate even thinking of it. It was like they were an alien trying out their new body suits for the first time. The steps and the bends of their legs just seem so meticulous, dramaticized, and puppeteered.
Iām going to try to investigate further, because at this point my fear for my life is more of a reason to try and figure out what it is so I can try to stop it.
Iām no hero, and Iām sure as hell nothing special, but If I can know what to expect for another encounter, maybe I can avoid meeting the demise I have imagined.
Part 3
I had a strange dream last night, stranger than usual at least. I awoke in the woods, laying face down in the grass with someone looming over me. I heard their footsteps flee rapidly before I flipped over. I found myself just off the trail where the āincidentā happened, on the trail laid a girl, bloodied and motionless. When I got up to approach her, she was quickly dragged into the parallel section of the woods. Seeing this I turned and ran into the section of woods I was in. When my legs gave out I found myself near an old supply shed, worn and long abandoned. Searching for cover, I tried the door, which luckily gave after a quick pull. There I found a trapdoor which emanated a blue hue through the cracks. The only thought on my mind, survival brought me to throw it open and climb down. I clattered down the ladder and right before my feet touched the ground, I was pulled backwards by my shirt. Thatās where I woke up.
I have always trusted my gut and having a dream that vivid gave me a sense of courage I did not previously have. I know where to start my search now. I have decided my best course of action will be to record my findings on a tape recorder app. After I finish each entry it will be uploaded to a cloud that will ensure if anything happens to me, the story will get out. I am packing my backpack now with a flashlight, glow sticks to mark my trail, and a machete I was gifted by a local in Mexico. All of my recordings will be uploaded below and auto posted after 10 days. Wish me luck everyone, Iām going to need it.
Entry 1: I have started at the only place that makes sense, the trail. It is currently 1:45 PM and I have plenty of sun left in the sky. I just needed to find exactly where to start my journey into the woods. Strangely it was very easy to find. I recall one of the trees having a funky twist near the middle of the trunk. Probably just some two lovebirds trying to carve their name into the tree and realizing there were softer trees to carve into. Anyways hiking further into the woods I believe I can see the shape of the shed through the branches. I wish you guys could see how dense these trees are so you can understand my struggle.
Entry 2: I made it to the shed, but unfortunately the floor in here is concrete. This really sucks for me because I have absolutely no idea where to go from here. Itās identical on the outside but I just donāt understand. Maybe Iām just delusional, which in that case what a waste of time and energy. Iām going to head back home and just start packing for summer. Maybe itāll be best if I just forget about all of this and leave it behind me. I am graduating after all. Wait hold on what is this?? thereās a button behind one of these shelves. I am going to press it, but idk how it would work because this floor is seamless. Iām just going to leave this recording so if anything does happen I donāt have to worry about holding the phone the whole time. Holy shit, the entire floor is lowering. Itās a fucking elevator.
Entry 3: Okay so Iāve been going down this elevator for like 30 seconds, how far down am I going?.. Oh wait hold on, Im stoppedā¦ Thereās a metal door with a padlock. Ig since I have the machete thereās only one thing to do, break it. Im going to use the blunt side so I donāt ruin this thing, I like it too much. the lock clatters to the ground after 3 solid hits. Well ig thereās only one way to go now, thereās no button to get back up so I pray thereās another way up. The metal door creaks loudly. Fuck I regret this, Itās dark and I can tell itās a big area because itās so echoey in here. Iām currently praising my past self for thinking about the flashlight and glow sticks. I need to find out what in the hell this place is and most importantly, if thereās a damn light switch.
Entry 4: God this place is terrifying Iāve been walking around the sterile white halls of this place for like 10 minutes and have found nothing, no doors, no light switch. I feel like a rat in a maze. Also scratch what I said about being glad I packed glow sticks, because my stupid ass only brought like 20 of these things and Iām already down to 5. Also I feel like Iām not alone, every now and then Iāll turn a corner and the glow from the previous glow stick quickly vanishes. I feel like it might just be because the darkness seems to envelop everything like a blanket. But I have that feeling that Iām being followed. You know the one, where you know somethings wrong you just canāt pin point what it is. Oh shit no way, thereās light, I think thereās a door or something up ahead.
Entry 5: Holy shitā¦ Itās a lab, and worse, thereās people strapped too tables, completely naked and unconscious. I know they are alive because each of them are hooked up with a million different cords, and one of those are plugged into a heart monitor. This place is huge, there has to be at least 50 people on these tables.
āHey you, youāre not supposed to be in hereā yelled a man adorned in a lab coat.
āWhat are you doing to these kids you sick fucks.ā I yelled back at the man across the lab.
In a haste the scientist rushes towards a red button, setting off a loud alarm, turning the lights to a flashing red. With no exit behind me, I could only do one thing... Rush towards him. My training kicked in as I launched into a flurry of calculated strikes. My first hit connected, a right overhand clean under his eye. The doctor stumbled back, but I didn't give him a chance to recover. I pressed the attack, keeping him off balance with a relentless barrage of punches and kicks. He fought back ferociously, but I was one step ahead, anticipating his moves and countering with swift, efficient strikes. We wrestled, the room around us becoming a blur of pain and adrenaline. I used the environment to my advantage, improvising weapons from the scattered medical equipment and turning the empty tables on my opponent. Pinning him to the ground, I laid down a harsh barrage of final blows. His face was a bloody pulp, unrecognizable. But I didnāt walk away unscathed, somewhere in the tussle, the scientist buried a scalpel deep into my stomach. With my adrenaline wearing off, the pain overtook me, sending me into darkness as I fainted from the blood loss and adrenaline dump. I awoke with my arms and legs strapped to the cold metal operating table. Before I could try to struggle, a face overtook my field of vision.
āQuite a fight you put up, you turned poor Dr.Samson into a soupā the looming face said with a chuckle. āYou are the first person to put the pieces together and for that I am thoroughly impressed Mr. Hayesā
āWho are you?!ā I said fighting at my binds. āLet me go!ā
āIām afraid I canāt do that Mr.Hayes. You have seen far too much, and I definitely canāt have you running around telling the world what you saw here. Although nobody would believe you.ā āAnd to answer your other question, Iām surprised you donāt recognize meā¦ really take a moment and look at meā He said pulling down his face mask.
āDr.Blackwood?ā I said as I looked back on my freshman year biology class.
āDing ding ding ding. We have a winner!ā He said in a maniac joy.
āWhat are you going to do to me?ā I asked.
āWell Mr.Hayes, first Iām going to sew you up from your little tussle you had with my late assistant and then I will put you under and cut into that skull of yours and take out a small piece of what we call in the science world your hippocampus. Then I will draw from that all of the necessary memories to create the perfect clone of you.ā He responded.
āWhy? Why would you need a clone of any of us. Why canāt you just clone someone willing to be apart of this?ā I asked
āBecause thatās no fun Mr.Hayes, the hunt excites me. Actually youāre lucky I didnāt get you the first night. Unfortunately my creation had a little bit of a malfunction and formed a wee bit of an attachment to you. Iām sure you remember the ruckus outside your window? Anyways I digress, I do this because everyone of you lowly students will go onto do mediocre jobs where you waste away at a desk. I must also add that with having a clone of you under my control, I can do anything and get away with clean hands. My plan with you originally was to have you go into the admissions office and steal every last cent all for me. On top of that I like the power, because one day I will have a clone of every student on this campus and eventually I will cause a revolt against our comedy of a government. Who will stop me, when I wonāt even be on the front lines?ā Dr.Blackwood explained.
āI willā I said freeing my last hand from the binds.
What he didnāt realize is that with all of this monologue and the questions I had been feeding him, I was slowly loosening my binds with each wiggle and movement in retaliation.
Lurching forward I grab onto his collar, pulling him into a vicious headbutt. The impact sent Dr. Blackwood reeling backward, his grip on consciousness loosening as he staggered. Seizing the moment, I lunged off the table, adrenaline coursing through my veins despite the searing pain in my abdomen. With a swift motion, I grabbed a nearby surgical instrument, holding it in a defensive stance as I faced my adversary. Dr. Blackwood, recovering from the blow, snarled with rage, his once calm demeanor now replaced by a feral intensity. The room seemed to shrink around us, the tension thickening with each passing second. This was my chance to stop Blackwood's twisted plans. As he lunged forward, I met his attack head-on, the clang of metal reverberating through the room. Blow after blow, we fought with an intensity born of desperation and determination. Despite my injuries, I refused to yield, driven by a fire burnt under me to protect myself and others from Blackwood's actions . In a final, swift move, I delivered a powerful front kick, sending Blackwood crashing to the ground. The room fell silent, the echoes of our struggle fading into the darkness. Coughing he sat in the corner laughing with blood spilling down his face. āYou know that itās too late to save any of these one lying on the tables. I wouldāve released you, you know that right? I wouldāve simply taken your memory from today out of your brain and leaving you in your bed to wake up thinking you had a fun nightā he said with final resolve as he watched me grab the scalpel from the ground taking slow steps near him.
Looking down over him, It was my turn to laugh. Kneeling down to eye level with him I grabbed him by his hair and delivered a final message to him āFuck you and your little science experimentā as I sliced deep into his throat watching the life fade from his eyes.
I eventually found an exit door, which lead me to a storm drain deep in the woods far from my campus. It took me 2 hours to limp my way onto a main road and flag down a passing car. Pulling over I was rushed to the hospital and later interrogated by some men in suits, my guess is CIA. Here I am now, writing my final entrance. I think I heard them say something about trying a new medical process on me to help me heal quicker.
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To set the scene, most of the campus is tucked back into the woods a little, and my 7pm class is in the farthest building from the parking lot (further into the woods). I get out from that 7pm class around 9pm, so on cloudy nights like last Wednesday, the only lights on that long sidewalk are the lights radiating from the other buildings. Usually, thereās roughly 30 feet where itās pitch black because the foliage is pretty dense. I usually walk back to my apartment with some classmates that live in the same complex as me, but I told them to go ahead of me while I finished the rest of the project.
After packing my laptop away, I started heading back home. It was roughly 9:30 at this point, and my brain was slowly shutting down preparing for the deep sleep that has yet to come.Walking down the sidewalk, I heard somebody not too far into the woods laughing like theyāve just heard the funniest joke ever. I immediately thought, āprobably some Freshman walking the trails with their friends smoking weedā. Chuckling to myself, I put in my AirPods and picked a playlist for my journey back home.
When I looked up from my phone, there was the silhouette of somebody walking towards me. I have no idea how I missed them before, but honestly, itās very possible they were just in a spot where the light wasnāt quite reaching them. A little unnerved, I shifted over to the left side of the sidewalk.
(Now Iām usually fine walking alone at night; Iām a 6ā2 man whoās dabbled in the world of MMA. But something about this person gave me a primal feeling of unrest.)
When they shifted over to the left mirroring me, I felt my blood run cold. But alas, I had to keep walking because this was my only way back home. As I neared closer to the figure, I almost laughed at myself when I realized it was just some harmless girl walking towards the Murphy building. If anything, Iām the intimidating one to her.
This is where it really gets weird. She stopped as I was passing her and turned to me. Thinking she needed to ask me something, I took an AirPod out and asked āwhatās up?ā. After staring at me for an uncomfortable amount of time, she opened her mouth, and I kid you not, mimicked the laugh I heard moments before perfectly. Before I could chalk it up to it just being her in the trails earlier, I noticed something. Her mouth wasnāt moving at all. If I had left my AirPods in, it would just look like she was just opening her mouth and staring at me. She then shifted into a deep raspy laugh. She did all of this without moving her mouth at all; I couldnāt even see her throat moving as you would expect if someone was laughing. It was almost like she was some fucked up human-shaped gramophone. The feeling of absolute horror that came over me is something Iāve only experienced in my imagination. Before I could think to do anything next, My body began to run off some sort of primal instinct. With my legs burning, it took me about 10 minutes to get all the way back to my apartment and lock myself in relative safety.
Iām coming on here now to ask if anybody knows what I experienced? I have been hearing that same laughter outside my window every night since that night, I am too terrified to sleep well and have refused to go to any of my classes. Please I just want answers, I donāt want to keep living in fear.
Part 2:
Hey everyone, Iāve gotten some DMs telling me what it may be. Iāve heard everything from banshee to skinwalker. After further research I pray to god it was neither of them. Iām praying it was just some girl with a speaker playing some sort of cruel joke. I mean yes there are people who donāt like me on campus, Iāve made some enemies over the past 4 years. But, I just donāt understand what couldāve brought it to this point. I had to stop hiding in fear and go to my classes before my grades plummet, Iām almost done with my degree and only have a few more weeks. If I let some sort of stupid prank ruin my career, It would be everything I swore against to my parents.
A lot of you guys in the DMs were also asking what college I go to and what my name is. First I want to say sorry for not providing that information in the first post, Iām sure you can understand where my head was at typing that. So let me introduce myself, my name is Nick and In order to keep my privacy, I will only provide that I go to a midwest university.
Iām sure you may be wondering, āso did it just stop?ā. I would love to say yes, but really things have just gotten weirder. Though, I am pleased to say that there is no longer laughing out my window every night.
Ever since that night, Iāve been noticing more things off with the people on campus. Now you may just think itās paranoia, but just be patient and listen.
Yesterday, I decided to muster up all of my courage and go to class. Luckily my first class is at 10AM, when the sun is well in the sky, so walking across campus seemed much less threatening. When I sat down in my first class, I noticed something off with the girl that sits in front of me. Usually sheās chatty and excited to be in class, but today she just stared blankly ahead. I tried to say good morning and ask about her weekend, as we do every Monday, but she continued to have that blank stare. She did turn her head towards be, but her eyes read ālights on, but nobody is homeā.
Thinking to myself, she may just be hungover, or going through the bout of college student depression. I decided to shrug it off and turn to the front of the class and get my notes ready. But the moment I turned around, I could feel it. Her eyes burrowing deep into the back of my head. When I flipped around to see if I was just being irrational, I quickly learned I wasnāt. Her eyes went from the blank glare, to the most enthusiastic face Iāve seen on her. It was horrible, it almost seemed like she was trying so hard to pretend she was thrilled to be in class and to speak to me. It was inhuman.
Iāve been on the internet long enough to catch on to the term āUncanny valleyā, and what I witnessed In my first hour gives me that same gut feeling I got when I saw that girl last Wednesday.
I was right to be uncomfortable though, I texted her after class to make sure she was doing alright. But her response only reignited the flames of deep fear burning in my soul.
Iāll copy and paste the messages here:
Me: Hey Is everything good? You seemed off in class today.
Steph SCI 101: Uh yeah, Iām fine. but I was not in class today, Iām severely hungover from Tannerās party last night.
Me: Haha, good one.
Steph SCI 101: No Iām so Fr, are you okay?
Steph SCI 101: Are you trying to fuck with me or something?
Me: Nevermind, Iām sorry to bother you.
(End Of Texts)
Okay so Iām sure that this gives you all the same feeling of dread that it gave me but Iām sure scaled down a bit. This is where I have started to doubt that itās a prank, because me and Stephanie are cool. Thereās no level of hate for either of us, and even if it was some joke, we donāt know each other on that type of level.
Not only did this seem to happen in my first class, but in between classes while I was walking across campus as well. I walk past hundreds of faces in my many treks across campus, and I swear to you, at least 1/4th of the people I walked past had that same dead stare look. And the way they walked, god I hate even thinking of it. It was like they were an alien trying out their new body suits for the first time. The steps and the bends of their legs just seem so meticulous, dramaticized, and puppeteered.
Iām going to try to investigate further, because at this point my fear for my life is more of a reason to try and figure out what it is so I can try to stop it.
Iām no hero, and Iām sure as hell nothing special, but If I can know what to expect for another encounter, maybe I can avoid meeting the demise I have imagined.
Part 3
First off I would like to apologize for my 20-day hiatus. For those who were worried that curiosity killed the cat so to speak, I appreciate your concern. On top of my investigation, I have also had to go through finals and work for a boss who didn't believe in life outside of work. So let's start where we left off. I had a feeling that this task was left for me to solve. it may sound stupid, but let me explain why. That night, after my last post, I had a dream that further solidified my need to solve the mystery. I tried to write all that I remembered down the morning after so here is what I wrote.April 4th, 2024
I had a strange dream last night, stranger than usual at least. I awoke in the woods, laying face down in the grass with someone looming over me. I heard their footsteps flee rapidly before I flipped over. I found myself just off the trail where the āincidentā happened, on the trail laid a girl, bloodied and motionless. When I got up to approach her, she was quickly dragged into the parallel section of the woods. Seeing this I turned and ran into the section of woods I was in. When my legs gave out I found myself near an old supply shed, worn and long abandoned. Searching for cover, I tried the door, which luckily gave after a quick pull. There I found a trapdoor which emanated a blue hue through the cracks. The only thought on my mind, survival brought me to throw it open and climb down. I clattered down the ladder and right before my feet touched the ground, I was pulled backwards by my shirt. Thatās where I woke up.
I have always trusted my gut and having a dream that vivid gave me a sense of courage I did not previously have. I know where to start my search now. I have decided my best course of action will be to record my findings on a tape recorder app. After I finish each entry it will be uploaded to a cloud that will ensure if anything happens to me, the story will get out. I am packing my backpack now with a flashlight, glow sticks to mark my trail, and a machete I was gifted by a local in Mexico. All of my recordings will be uploaded below and auto posted after 10 days. Wish me luck everyone, Iām going to need it.
Entry 1: I have started at the only place that makes sense, the trail. It is currently 1:45 PM and I have plenty of sun left in the sky. I just needed to find exactly where to start my journey into the woods. Strangely it was very easy to find. I recall one of the trees having a funky twist near the middle of the trunk. Probably just some two lovebirds trying to carve their name into the tree and realizing there were softer trees to carve into. Anyways hiking further into the woods I believe I can see the shape of the shed through the branches. I wish you guys could see how dense these trees are so you can understand my struggle.
Entry 2: I made it to the shed, but unfortunately the floor in here is concrete. This really sucks for me because I have absolutely no idea where to go from here. Itās identical on the outside but I just donāt understand. Maybe Iām just delusional, which in that case what a waste of time and energy. Iām going to head back home and just start packing for summer. Maybe itāll be best if I just forget about all of this and leave it behind me. I am graduating after all. Wait hold on what is this?? thereās a button behind one of these shelves. I am going to press it, but idk how it would work because this floor is seamless. Iām just going to leave this recording so if anything does happen I donāt have to worry about holding the phone the whole time. Holy shit, the entire floor is lowering. Itās a fucking elevator.
Entry 3: Okay so Iāve been going down this elevator for like 30 seconds, how far down am I going?.. Oh wait hold on, Im stoppedā¦ Thereās a metal door with a padlock. Ig since I have the machete thereās only one thing to do, break it. Im going to use the blunt side so I donāt ruin this thing, I like it too much. the lock clatters to the ground after 3 solid hits. Well ig thereās only one way to go now, thereās no button to get back up so I pray thereās another way up. The metal door creaks loudly. Fuck I regret this, Itās dark and I can tell itās a big area because itās so echoey in here. Iām currently praising my past self for thinking about the flashlight and glow sticks. I need to find out what in the hell this place is and most importantly, if thereās a damn light switch.
Entry 4: God this place is terrifying Iāve been walking around the sterile white halls of this place for like 10 minutes and have found nothing, no doors, no light switch. I feel like a rat in a maze. Also scratch what I said about being glad I packed glow sticks, because my stupid ass only brought like 20 of these things and Iām already down to 5. Also I feel like Iām not alone, every now and then Iāll turn a corner and the glow from the previous glow stick quickly vanishes. I feel like it might just be because the darkness seems to envelop everything like a blanket. But I have that feeling that Iām being followed. You know the one, where you know somethings wrong you just canāt pin point what it is. Oh shit no way, thereās light, I think thereās a door or something up ahead.
Entry 5: Holy shitā¦ Itās a lab, and worse, thereās people strapped too tables, completely naked and unconscious. I know they are alive because each of them are hooked up with a million different cords, and one of those are plugged into a heart monitor. This place is huge, there has to be at least 50 people on these tables.
āHey you, youāre not supposed to be in hereā yelled a man adorned in a lab coat.
āWhat are you doing to these kids you sick fucks.ā I yelled back at the man across the lab.
In a haste the scientist rushes towards a red button, setting off a loud alarm, turning the lights to a flashing red. With no exit behind me, I could only do one thing... Rush towards him. My training kicked in as I launched into a flurry of calculated strikes. My first hit connected, a right overhand clean under his eye. The doctor stumbled back, but I didn't give him a chance to recover. I pressed the attack, keeping him off balance with a relentless barrage of punches and kicks. He fought back ferociously, but I was one step ahead, anticipating his moves and countering with swift, efficient strikes. We wrestled, the room around us becoming a blur of pain and adrenaline. I used the environment to my advantage, improvising weapons from the scattered medical equipment and turning the empty tables on my opponent. Pinning him to the ground, I laid down a harsh barrage of final blows. His face was a bloody pulp, unrecognizable. But I didnāt walk away unscathed, somewhere in the tussle, the scientist buried a scalpel deep into my stomach. With my adrenaline wearing off, the pain overtook me, sending me into darkness as I fainted from the blood loss and adrenaline dump. I awoke with my arms and legs strapped to the cold metal operating table. Before I could try to struggle, a face overtook my field of vision.
āQuite a fight you put up, you turned poor Dr.Samson into a soupā the looming face said with a chuckle. āYou are the first person to put the pieces together and for that I am thoroughly impressed Mr. Hayesā
āWho are you?!ā I said fighting at my binds. āLet me go!ā
āIām afraid I canāt do that Mr.Hayes. You have seen far too much, and I definitely canāt have you running around telling the world what you saw here. Although nobody would believe you.ā āAnd to answer your other question, Iām surprised you donāt recognize meā¦ really take a moment and look at meā He said pulling down his face mask.
āDr.Blackwood?ā I said as I looked back on my freshman year biology class.
āDing ding ding ding. We have a winner!ā He said in a maniac joy.
āWhat are you going to do to me?ā I asked.
āWell Mr.Hayes, first Iām going to sew you up from your little tussle you had with my late assistant and then I will put you under and cut into that skull of yours and take out a small piece of what we call in the science world your hippocampus. Then I will draw from that all of the necessary memories to create the perfect clone of you.ā He responded.
āWhy? Why would you need a clone of any of us. Why canāt you just clone someone willing to be apart of this?ā I asked
āBecause thatās no fun Mr.Hayes, the hunt excites me. Actually youāre lucky I didnāt get you the first night. Unfortunately my creation had a little bit of a malfunction and formed a wee bit of an attachment to you. Iām sure you remember the ruckus outside your window? Anyways I digress, I do this because everyone of you lowly students will go onto do mediocre jobs where you waste away at a desk. I must also add that with having a clone of you under my control, I can do anything and get away with clean hands. My plan with you originally was to have you go into the admissions office and steal every last cent all for me. On top of that I like the power, because one day I will have a clone of every student on this campus and eventually I will cause a revolt against our comedy of a government. Who will stop me, when I wonāt even be on the front lines?ā Dr.Blackwood explained.
āI willā I said freeing my last hand from the binds.
What he didnāt realize is that with all of this monologue and the questions I had been feeding him, I was slowly loosening my binds with each wiggle and movement in retaliation.
Lurching forward I grab onto his collar, pulling him into a vicious headbutt. The impact sent Dr. Blackwood reeling backward, his grip on consciousness loosening as he staggered. Seizing the moment, I lunged off the table, adrenaline coursing through my veins despite the searing pain in my abdomen. With a swift motion, I grabbed a nearby surgical instrument, holding it in a defensive stance as I faced my adversary. Dr. Blackwood, recovering from the blow, snarled with rage, his once calm demeanor now replaced by a feral intensity. The room seemed to shrink around us, the tension thickening with each passing second. This was my chance to stop Blackwood's twisted plans. As he lunged forward, I met his attack head-on, the clang of metal reverberating through the room. Blow after blow, we fought with an intensity born of desperation and determination. Despite my injuries, I refused to yield, driven by a fire burnt under me to protect myself and others from Blackwood's actions . In a final, swift move, I delivered a powerful front kick, sending Blackwood crashing to the ground. The room fell silent, the echoes of our struggle fading into the darkness. Coughing he sat in the corner laughing with blood spilling down his face. āYou know that itās too late to save any of these one lying on the tables. I wouldāve released you, you know that right? I wouldāve simply taken your memory from today out of your brain and leaving you in your bed to wake up thinking you had a fun nightā he said with final resolve as he watched me grab the scalpel from the ground taking slow steps near him.
Looking down over him, It was my turn to laugh. Kneeling down to eye level with him I grabbed him by his hair and delivered a final message to him āFuck you and your little science experimentā as I sliced deep into his throat watching the life fade from his eyes.
I eventually found an exit door, which lead me to a storm drain deep in the woods far from my campus. It took me 2 hours to limp my way onto a main road and flag down a passing car. Pulling over I was rushed to the hospital and later interrogated by some men in suits, my guess is CIA. Here I am now, writing my final entrance. I think I heard them say something about trying a new medical process on me to help me heal quicker.
2024.05.14 10:45 Anomicgore Ongoing neuro symptoms ruining my life, please help me.
So this all started in January about two weeks after a COVID infection. For some background Iām 21F, 5ā3, 140lbs, pack a day smoker for 10 years, history of alcohol and cocaine abuse, no medical history and no regular medication.
I welcomed this year in by getting covid, had it for about two weeks and then was fine for a week before this all started. I have had numbness/lessened sensation in the left side of my face 24/7 since the end of January (worse around one spot near my eyebrow and my entire left cheek), Iāve also had some memory issues/odd patterns of thought, headaches which last only a few minutes and feel like a dull poking, random skin rashes that come and go and visual disturbances such as flashing lights and an occasional blurring in my left eye. I have had 2 brain MRIs without contrast which showed absolutely nothing, also had my cervical spine MRIād and again nothing. My bloods are completely fine, they checked absolutely everything including my thyroid function. I also had a bad tooth removed on the left side as it was close to a nerve and the dentist thought it was worth a shot to see if that solved my numbness, it didnāt. Iāve seen an ophthalmologist too who thoroughly checked my eyes to rule out any eye issues causing my visual disturbances. Everythingās been coming up clear.
Iām stuck between a rock and a hard place now because Iāve tried everything I can think of and the doctors have absolutely no clue whatās wrong with me, theyāve suggested atypical migraines, FND, long Covid but Iāve not had an official diagnosis of anything as theyāre just guessing. I saw a neurologist last week who is ordering a repeat MRI this time with contrast and a venogram but he said heās 99.9% sure nothing will show up and believes it may be anxiety related.
Iāve never been a very anxious person, and while I know anxiety can do some crazy things to people I donāt think it can cause 5 months of neuro symptoms that are constant. Any suggestions for where to go from here are so appreciated, any tests that can be done or any ideas as to what it might be- just anything. Thank you.
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I welcomed this year in by getting covid, had it for about two weeks and then was fine for a week before this all started. I have had numbness/lessened sensation in the left side of my face 24/7 since the end of January (worse around one spot near my eyebrow and my entire left cheek), Iāve also had some memory issues/odd patterns of thought, headaches which last only a few minutes and feel like a dull poking, random skin rashes that come and go and visual disturbances such as flashing lights and an occasional blurring in my left eye. I have had 2 brain MRIs without contrast which showed absolutely nothing, also had my cervical spine MRIād and again nothing. My bloods are completely fine, they checked absolutely everything including my thyroid function. I also had a bad tooth removed on the left side as it was close to a nerve and the dentist thought it was worth a shot to see if that solved my numbness, it didnāt. Iāve seen an ophthalmologist too who thoroughly checked my eyes to rule out any eye issues causing my visual disturbances. Everythingās been coming up clear.
Iām stuck between a rock and a hard place now because Iāve tried everything I can think of and the doctors have absolutely no clue whatās wrong with me, theyāve suggested atypical migraines, FND, long Covid but Iāve not had an official diagnosis of anything as theyāre just guessing. I saw a neurologist last week who is ordering a repeat MRI this time with contrast and a venogram but he said heās 99.9% sure nothing will show up and believes it may be anxiety related.
Iāve never been a very anxious person, and while I know anxiety can do some crazy things to people I donāt think it can cause 5 months of neuro symptoms that are constant. Any suggestions for where to go from here are so appreciated, any tests that can be done or any ideas as to what it might be- just anything. Thank you.
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About Me
My name is Shelbion and I've been an avid League of Legends player for over a decade. In Season 4, I reached Challenger for the first time and even considered pursuing a professional career. However, after much reflection, I decided to pursue other challenges within the game.Some of my notable achievements as a player include:
- Reaching Challenger on multiple positions.
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With over 7.000 hours of coaching experience, I fall into the category of one of the most experienced individuals in the field. My experience, passion, and ability to identify your flaws and tailor each session to your needs make me stand out as a Coach.I've studied the techniques of renowned coaches, such as LS, MagiFelix, and others, and I've developed my unique coaching approach. So far, my approach has helped countless individuals, and over 20 teams advance their competitive play, across 5 different continents, including members of various College and University eSport Teams.
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In addition to my experience as a Player, I am also the Founder of Noxus Coaching - a rapidly growing, educational community on Discord. Our community is a great place to find new friends to play with, have a good time, and most importantly, improve your skills.We hold various events on a weekly basis, including 1v1 & 5v5 tournaments, meme contests, and more. There are plenty of rewards to be won, including free coaching sessions with me. To join our community, visit https://discord.gg/RHW9BMxRd5 and message me upon joining to receive your role.
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We will schedule an initial Interview during which we can discuss your goals and I can provide a more detailed explanation of my coaching services. This interview will typically last for 3-5 minutes.The First Session is designed to assess your current level of gameplay and identify areas for improvement. After conducting an analysis, I will create a Personalized Coaching Plan tailored to your specific needs. This plan will outline a series of sessions designed to maximize your improvement.
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2024.05.14 10:45 InappropriateSurname Blues' H2H history with League One teams
With lots of teams in the league next year we haven't faced for a while, I thought I'd take a quick look back at our history with them, including one team who make their very first visit to St. Andrew's next season:
While these results represent our first and last league meetings with our opponents, we have met some teams in cups more recently, or further back.
It's been 27 years since we played Stevenage, and we've never met them in the league, but as you can see, Blues haven't played Northampton in a competitive game for 34 years! But for a league meeting against Lincoln, we have to go back to 1955 so any Blues fan under 69 years old will never have had the opportunity to go to Sincil Bank for a league game. We've played Huddersfield the most, with Blackpool also lining up against us over 100 times. We have the worst record against Burton Albion, with a 20% win rate and the best record against Lincoln (where at least 5 games have been played) - 68%.
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| Opponent | P | W | D | L | Win % | First league meeting | Last league meeting |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Barnsley | 87 | 40 | 21 | 26 | 46% | 17 Sep 1898, Small Heath 3-1 Barnsley | 22 Jan 2022, Blues 2-1 Barnsley |
| Blackpool | 101 | 35 | 24 | 42 | 35% | 23 Jan 1897, Blackpool 1-3 Small Heath | 22 Apr 2023, Blues 0-1 Blackpool |
| Bristol Rovers | 21 | 10 | 9 | 2 | 48% | 17 Oct 1953, Bristol Rovers 1-1 Blues | 29 Mar 1995, Bristol Rovers 1-1 Blues |
| Burton Albion | 5 | 1 | 1 | 3 | 20% | 21 Oct 2016, Burton 2-0 Blues | 7 Apr 2018, Blues 1-1 Burton |
| Cambridge United | 12 | 5 | 2 | 5 | 42% | 10 Nov 1979, Blues 1-0 Cambridge | 17 Apr 1995, Cambridge 1-1 Blues |
| Charlton Athletic | 66 | 21 | 21 | 24 | 32% | 19 Sep 1936, Charlton 2-2 Blues | 15 Jul 2020, Blues 1-1 Charlton |
| Exeter City | 11 | 6 | 2 | 3 | 55% | 18 Sep 1990, Blues 1-1 Exeter | 28 Mar 1992, Exeter 2-1 Blues |
| Huddersfield Town | 121 | 41 | 36 | 44 | 34% | 17 Dec 1910, Blues 2-1 Huddersfield | 27 Apr 2024, Huddersfield 1-1 Blues |
| Leyton Orient | 44 | 21 | 13 | 10 | 48% | 24 Oct 1908, Blues 1-0 Leyton Orient | 17 Dec 1994, Blues 2-0 Leyton Orient |
| Lincoln City | 37 | 25 | 8 | 4 | 68% | 24 Sep 1892, Small Heath 4-1 Lincoln | 5 Feb 1955, Blues 3-3 Lincoln |
| Mansfield Town | 8 | 3 | 2 | 3 | 38% | 3 Mar 1990, Blues 4-1 Mansfield | 13 Apr 1991, Blues 0-0 Mansfield |
| Northampton Town | 4 | 2 | 1 | 1 | 50% | 26 Dec 1966, Blues 3-0 Northampton | 20 Mar 1990, Northampton 2-2 Blues |
| Peterborough United | 16 | 6 | 7 | 3 | 38% | 14 Sep 1991, Blues 1-1 Peterborough | 25 Jan 2022, Blues 2-2 Peterborough |
| Reading | 47 | 18 | 13 | 16 | 38% | 26 Dec 1986, Reading 2-2 Blues | 7 Apr 2023, Reading 1-1 Blues |
| Rotherham United | 39 | 20 | 12 | 7 | 51% | 25 Dec 1951, Blues 4-0 Rotherham | 20 Apr 2024, Rotherham 0-0 Blues |
| Shrewsbury Town | 23 | 7 | 6 | 10 | 30% | 27 Oct 1979, Blues 1-0 Shrewsbury | 11 Apr 1995, Blues 2-0 Shrewsbury |
| Stevenage | 1 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 100% | Not met in league | Not met in league |
| Stockport County | 41 | 23 | 5 | 13 | 56% | 26 Dec 1900, Small Heath 2-0 Stockport | 29 Dec 2001, Stockport 0-3 Blues |
| Wigan Athletic | 27 | 7 | 10 | 10 | 26% | 1 Dec 1989, Wigan 1-0 Blues | 4 Mar 2023, Wigan 1-1 Blues |
| Wrexham | 9 | 5 | 2 | 2 | 56% | 13 Oct 1979, Wrexham 1-0 Blues | 25 Feb 1995, Blues 5-2 Wrexham |
| Wycombe Wanderers | 7 | 4 | 1 | 2 | 57% | 30 Aug 1994, Blues 0-1 Wycombe | 2 Feb 2021, Wycombe 0-0 Blues |
| Opponent | First meeting | Last meeting |
|---|---|---|
| Bristol Rovers | 17 Oct 1953, Bristol Rovers 1-1 Blues (League) | 11 Aug 2015, Bristol Rovers 1-2 Blues (League Cup) |
| Cambridge United | 10 Nov 1979, Blues 1-0 Cambridge (League) | 5 Sep 2020, Blues 0-1 Cambridge 1 (League Cup) |
| Charlton Athletic | 27 Jan 1934, Blues 1-0 Charlton (FA Cup) | 15 Jul 2020, Blues 1-1 Charlton (League) |
| Exeter City | 26 Sep 1979, Blues 1-2 Exeter (League Cup) | 24 Aug 1999, Exeter 1-2 Blues (League Cup) |
| Leyton Orient | 24 Oct 1908, Blues 1-0 Leyton Orient (League) | 2 Oct 2002, Leyton Orient 2-3 Blues (League Cup) |
| Lincoln City | 24 Sep 1892, Small Heath 4-1 Lincoln (League) | 21 Sep 2004, Blues 3-1 Lincoln (League Cup) |
| Mansfield Town | 22 Sep 1965, Mansfield 2-1 Blues (League Cup) | 13 Apr 1991, Blues 0-0 Mansfield (League) |
| Peterborough United | 7 Aug 1974, Peterborough 1-1 Blues (Texaco Cup) | 25 Jan 2022, Blues 2-2 Peterborough (League) |
| Shrewsbury Town | 27 Oct 1979, Blues 1-0 Shrewsbury (League) | 22 Aug 2006, Blues 1-0 Shrewsbury (League Cup) |
| Stevenage | 4 Jan 1997, Stevenage 0-2 Blues (FA Cup) | 4 Jan 1997, Stevenage 0-2 Blues (FA Cup) |
| Wigan Athletic | 7 Jan 1978, Blues 4-0 Wigan (FA Cup) | 4 Mar 2023, Wigan 1-1 Blues (League) |
| Wrexham | 28 Jan 1928, Wrexham 1-3 Blues (FA Cup) | 19 Sep 2006, Blues 4-1 Wrexham (League Cup) |
2024.05.14 10:45 Krayzfrog Thereās something off with the people on campus (Complete Story)
Hey everyone, Iām typing this on my phone so I apologize if there is weird formatting. Anyways, to get to the point, thereās something really off with some people on my campus. I have come seeking answers.I noticed it first walking home from my 7pm class last Wednesday.
To set the scene, most of the campus is tucked back into the woods a little, and my 7pm class is in the farthest building from the parking lot (further into the woods). I get out from that 7pm class around 9pm, so on cloudy nights like last Wednesday, the only lights on that long sidewalk are the lights radiating from the other buildings. Usually, thereās roughly 30 feet where itās pitch black because the foliage is pretty dense. I usually walk back to my apartment with some classmates that live in the same complex as me, but I told them to go ahead of me while I finished the rest of the project.
After packing my laptop away, I started heading back home. It was roughly 9:30 at this point, and my brain was slowly shutting down preparing for the deep sleep that has yet to come.Walking down the sidewalk, I heard somebody not too far into the woods laughing like theyāve just heard the funniest joke ever. I immediately thought, āprobably some Freshman walking the trails with their friends smoking weedā. Chuckling to myself, I put in my AirPods and picked a playlist for my journey back home.
When I looked up from my phone, there was the silhouette of somebody walking towards me. I have no idea how I missed them before, but honestly, itās very possible they were just in a spot where the light wasnāt quite reaching them. A little unnerved, I shifted over to the left side of the sidewalk.
(Now Iām usually fine walking alone at night; Iām a 6ā2 man whoās dabbled in the world of MMA. But something about this person gave me a primal feeling of unrest.)
When they shifted over to the left mirroring me, I felt my blood run cold. But alas, I had to keep walking because this was my only way back home. As I neared closer to the figure, I almost laughed at myself when I realized it was just some harmless girl walking towards the Murphy building. If anything, Iām the intimidating one to her.
This is where it really gets weird. She stopped as I was passing her and turned to me. Thinking she needed to ask me something, I took an AirPod out and asked āwhatās up?ā. After staring at me for an uncomfortable amount of time, she opened her mouth, and I kid you not, mimicked the laugh I heard moments before perfectly. Before I could chalk it up to it just being her in the trails earlier, I noticed something. Her mouth wasnāt moving at all. If I had left my AirPods in, it would just look like she was just opening her mouth and staring at me. She then shifted into a deep raspy laugh. She did all of this without moving her mouth at all; I couldnāt even see her throat moving as you would expect if someone was laughing. It was almost like she was some fucked up human-shaped gramophone. The feeling of absolute horror that came over me is something Iāve only experienced in my imagination. Before I could think to do anything next, My body began to run off some sort of primal instinct. With my legs burning, it took me about 10 minutes to get all the way back to my apartment and lock myself in relative safety.
Iām coming on here now to ask if anybody knows what I experienced? I have been hearing that same laughter outside my window every night since that night, I am too terrified to sleep well and have refused to go to any of my classes. Please I just want answers, I donāt want to keep living in fear.
Part 2:
Hey everyone, Iāve gotten some DMs telling me what it may be. Iāve heard everything from banshee to skinwalker. After further research I pray to god it was neither of them. Iām praying it was just some girl with a speaker playing some sort of cruel joke. I mean yes there are people who donāt like me on campus, Iāve made some enemies over the past 4 years. But, I just donāt understand what couldāve brought it to this point. I had to stop hiding in fear and go to my classes before my grades plummet, Iām almost done with my degree and only have a few more weeks. If I let some sort of stupid prank ruin my career, It would be everything I swore against to my parents.
A lot of you guys in the DMs were also asking what college I go to and what my name is. First I want to say sorry for not providing that information in the first post, Iām sure you can understand where my head was at typing that. So let me introduce myself, my name is Nick and In order to keep my privacy, I will only provide that I go to a midwest university.
Iām sure you may be wondering, āso did it just stop?ā. I would love to say yes, but really things have just gotten weirder. Though, I am pleased to say that there is no longer laughing out my window every night.
Ever since that night, Iāve been noticing more things off with the people on campus. Now you may just think itās paranoia, but just be patient and listen.
Yesterday, I decided to muster up all of my courage and go to class. Luckily my first class is at 10AM, when the sun is well in the sky, so walking across campus seemed much less threatening. When I sat down in my first class, I noticed something off with the girl that sits in front of me. Usually sheās chatty and excited to be in class, but today she just stared blankly ahead. I tried to say good morning and ask about her weekend, as we do every Monday, but she continued to have that blank stare. She did turn her head towards be, but her eyes read ālights on, but nobody is homeā.
Thinking to myself, she may just be hungover, or going through the bout of college student depression. I decided to shrug it off and turn to the front of the class and get my notes ready. But the moment I turned around, I could feel it. Her eyes burrowing deep into the back of my head. When I flipped around to see if I was just being irrational, I quickly learned I wasnāt. Her eyes went from the blank glare, to the most enthusiastic face Iāve seen on her. It was horrible, it almost seemed like she was trying so hard to pretend she was thrilled to be in class and to speak to me. It was inhuman.
Iāve been on the internet long enough to catch on to the term āUncanny valleyā, and what I witnessed In my first hour gives me that same gut feeling I got when I saw that girl last Wednesday.
I was right to be uncomfortable though, I texted her after class to make sure she was doing alright. But her response only reignited the flames of deep fear burning in my soul.
Iāll copy and paste the messages here:
Me: Hey Is everything good? You seemed off in class today.
Steph SCI 101: Uh yeah, Iām fine. but I was not in class today, Iām severely hungover from Tannerās party last night.
Me: Haha, good one.
Steph SCI 101: No Iām so Fr, are you okay?
Steph SCI 101: Are you trying to fuck with me or something?
Me: Nevermind, Iām sorry to bother you.
(End Of Texts)
Okay so Iām sure that this gives you all the same feeling of dread that it gave me but Iām sure scaled down a bit. This is where I have started to doubt that itās a prank, because me and Stephanie are cool. Thereās no level of hate for either of us, and even if it was some joke, we donāt know each other on that type of level.
Not only did this seem to happen in my first class, but in between classes while I was walking across campus as well. I walk past hundreds of faces in my many treks across campus, and I swear to you, at least 1/4th of the people I walked past had that same dead stare look. And the way they walked, god I hate even thinking of it. It was like they were an alien trying out their new body suits for the first time. The steps and the bends of their legs just seem so meticulous, dramaticized, and puppeteered.
Iām going to try to investigate further, because at this point my fear for my life is more of a reason to try and figure out what it is so I can try to stop it.
Iām no hero, and Iām sure as hell nothing special, but If I can know what to expect for another encounter, maybe I can avoid meeting the demise I have imagined.
Part 3
I had a strange dream last night, stranger than usual at least. I awoke in the woods, laying face down in the grass with someone looming over me. I heard their footsteps flee rapidly before I flipped over. I found myself just off the trail where the āincidentā happened, on the trail laid a girl, bloodied and motionless. When I got up to approach her, she was quickly dragged into the parallel section of the woods. Seeing this I turned and ran into the section of woods I was in. When my legs gave out I found myself near an old supply shed, worn and long abandoned. Searching for cover, I tried the door, which luckily gave after a quick pull. There I found a trapdoor which emanated a blue hue through the cracks. The only thought on my mind, survival brought me to throw it open and climb down. I clattered down the ladder and right before my feet touched the ground, I was pulled backwards by my shirt. Thatās where I woke up.
I have always trusted my gut and having a dream that vivid gave me a sense of courage I did not previously have. I know where to start my search now. I have decided my best course of action will be to record my findings on a tape recorder app. After I finish each entry it will be uploaded to a cloud that will ensure if anything happens to me, the story will get out. I am packing my backpack now with a flashlight, glow sticks to mark my trail, and a machete I was gifted by a local in Mexico. All of my recordings will be uploaded below and auto posted after 10 days. Wish me luck everyone, Iām going to need it.
Entry 1: I have started at the only place that makes sense, the trail. It is currently 1:45 PM and I have plenty of sun left in the sky. I just needed to find exactly where to start my journey into the woods. Strangely it was very easy to find. I recall one of the trees having a funky twist near the middle of the trunk. Probably just some two lovebirds trying to carve their name into the tree and realizing there were softer trees to carve into. Anyways hiking further into the woods I believe I can see the shape of the shed through the branches. I wish you guys could see how dense these trees are so you can understand my struggle.
Entry 2: I made it to the shed, but unfortunately the floor in here is concrete. This really sucks for me because I have absolutely no idea where to go from here. Itās identical on the outside but I just donāt understand. Maybe Iām just delusional, which in that case what a waste of time and energy. Iām going to head back home and just start packing for summer. Maybe itāll be best if I just forget about all of this and leave it behind me. I am graduating after all. Wait hold on what is this?? thereās a button behind one of these shelves. I am going to press it, but idk how it would work because this floor is seamless. Iām just going to leave this recording so if anything does happen I donāt have to worry about holding the phone the whole time. Holy shit, the entire floor is lowering. Itās a fucking elevator.
Entry 3: Okay so Iāve been going down this elevator for like 30 seconds, how far down am I going?.. Oh wait hold on, Im stoppedā¦ Thereās a metal door with a padlock. Ig since I have the machete thereās only one thing to do, break it. Im going to use the blunt side so I donāt ruin this thing, I like it too much. the lock clatters to the ground after 3 solid hits. Well ig thereās only one way to go now, thereās no button to get back up so I pray thereās another way up. The metal door creaks loudly. Fuck I regret this, Itās dark and I can tell itās a big area because itās so echoey in here. Iām currently praising my past self for thinking about the flashlight and glow sticks. I need to find out what in the hell this place is and most importantly, if thereās a damn light switch.
Entry 4: God this place is terrifying Iāve been walking around the sterile white halls of this place for like 10 minutes and have found nothing, no doors, no light switch. I feel like a rat in a maze. Also scratch what I said about being glad I packed glow sticks, because my stupid ass only brought like 20 of these things and Iām already down to 5. Also I feel like Iām not alone, every now and then Iāll turn a corner and the glow from the previous glow stick quickly vanishes. I feel like it might just be because the darkness seems to envelop everything like a blanket. But I have that feeling that Iām being followed. You know the one, where you know somethings wrong you just canāt pin point what it is. Oh shit no way, thereās light, I think thereās a door or something up ahead.
Entry 5: Holy shitā¦ Itās a lab, and worse, thereās people strapped too tables, completely naked and unconscious. I know they are alive because each of them are hooked up with a million different cords, and one of those are plugged into a heart monitor. This place is huge, there has to be at least 50 people on these tables.
āHey you, youāre not supposed to be in hereā yelled a man adorned in a lab coat.
āWhat are you doing to these kids you sick fucks.ā I yelled back at the man across the lab.
In a haste the scientist rushes towards a red button, setting off a loud alarm, turning the lights to a flashing red. With no exit behind me, I could only do one thing... Rush towards him. My training kicked in as I launched into a flurry of calculated strikes. My first hit connected, a right overhand clean under his eye. The doctor stumbled back, but I didn't give him a chance to recover. I pressed the attack, keeping him off balance with a relentless barrage of punches and kicks. He fought back ferociously, but I was one step ahead, anticipating his moves and countering with swift, efficient strikes. We wrestled, the room around us becoming a blur of pain and adrenaline. I used the environment to my advantage, improvising weapons from the scattered medical equipment and turning the empty tables on my opponent. Pinning him to the ground, I laid down a harsh barrage of final blows. His face was a bloody pulp, unrecognizable. But I didnāt walk away unscathed, somewhere in the tussle, the scientist buried a scalpel deep into my stomach. With my adrenaline wearing off, the pain overtook me, sending me into darkness as I fainted from the blood loss and adrenaline dump. I awoke with my arms and legs strapped to the cold metal operating table. Before I could try to struggle, a face overtook my field of vision.
āQuite a fight you put up, you turned poor Dr.Samson into a soupā the looming face said with a chuckle. āYou are the first person to put the pieces together and for that I am thoroughly impressed Mr. Hayesā
āWho are you?!ā I said fighting at my binds. āLet me go!ā
āIām afraid I canāt do that Mr.Hayes. You have seen far too much, and I definitely canāt have you running around telling the world what you saw here. Although nobody would believe you.ā āAnd to answer your other question, Iām surprised you donāt recognize meā¦ really take a moment and look at meā He said pulling down his face mask.
āDr.Blackwood?ā I said as I looked back on my freshman year biology class.
āDing ding ding ding. We have a winner!ā He said in a maniac joy.
āWhat are you going to do to me?ā I asked.
āWell Mr.Hayes, first Iām going to sew you up from your little tussle you had with my late assistant and then I will put you under and cut into that skull of yours and take out a small piece of what we call in the science world your hippocampus. Then I will draw from that all of the necessary memories to create the perfect clone of you.ā He responded.
āWhy? Why would you need a clone of any of us. Why canāt you just clone someone willing to be apart of this?ā I asked
āBecause thatās no fun Mr.Hayes, the hunt excites me. Actually youāre lucky I didnāt get you the first night. Unfortunately my creation had a little bit of a malfunction and formed a wee bit of an attachment to you. Iām sure you remember the ruckus outside your window? Anyways I digress, I do this because everyone of you lowly students will go onto do mediocre jobs where you waste away at a desk. I must also add that with having a clone of you under my control, I can do anything and get away with clean hands. My plan with you originally was to have you go into the admissions office and steal every last cent all for me. On top of that I like the power, because one day I will have a clone of every student on this campus and eventually I will cause a revolt against our comedy of a government. Who will stop me, when I wonāt even be on the front lines?ā Dr.Blackwood explained.
āI willā I said freeing my last hand from the binds.
What he didnāt realize is that with all of this monologue and the questions I had been feeding him, I was slowly loosening my binds with each wiggle and movement in retaliation.
Lurching forward I grab onto his collar, pulling him into a vicious headbutt. The impact sent Dr. Blackwood reeling backward, his grip on consciousness loosening as he staggered. Seizing the moment, I lunged off the table, adrenaline coursing through my veins despite the searing pain in my abdomen. With a swift motion, I grabbed a nearby surgical instrument, holding it in a defensive stance as I faced my adversary. Dr. Blackwood, recovering from the blow, snarled with rage, his once calm demeanor now replaced by a feral intensity. The room seemed to shrink around us, the tension thickening with each passing second. This was my chance to stop Blackwood's twisted plans. As he lunged forward, I met his attack head-on, the clang of metal reverberating through the room. Blow after blow, we fought with an intensity born of desperation and determination. Despite my injuries, I refused to yield, driven by a fire burnt under me to protect myself and others from Blackwood's actions . In a final, swift move, I delivered a powerful front kick, sending Blackwood crashing to the ground. The room fell silent, the echoes of our struggle fading into the darkness. Coughing he sat in the corner laughing with blood spilling down his face. āYou know that itās too late to save any of these one lying on the tables. I wouldāve released you, you know that right? I wouldāve simply taken your memory from today out of your brain and leaving you in your bed to wake up thinking you had a fun nightā he said with final resolve as he watched me grab the scalpel from the ground taking slow steps near him.
Looking down over him, It was my turn to laugh. Kneeling down to eye level with him I grabbed him by his hair and delivered a final message to him āFuck you and your little science experimentā as I sliced deep into his throat watching the life fade from his eyes.
I eventually found an exit door, which lead me to a storm drain deep in the woods far from my campus. It took me 2 hours to limp my way onto a main road and flag down a passing car. Pulling over I was rushed to the hospital and later interrogated by some men in suits, my guess is CIA. Here I am now, writing my final entrance. I think I heard them say something about trying a new medical process on me to help me heal quicker.
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To set the scene, most of the campus is tucked back into the woods a little, and my 7pm class is in the farthest building from the parking lot (further into the woods). I get out from that 7pm class around 9pm, so on cloudy nights like last Wednesday, the only lights on that long sidewalk are the lights radiating from the other buildings. Usually, thereās roughly 30 feet where itās pitch black because the foliage is pretty dense. I usually walk back to my apartment with some classmates that live in the same complex as me, but I told them to go ahead of me while I finished the rest of the project.
After packing my laptop away, I started heading back home. It was roughly 9:30 at this point, and my brain was slowly shutting down preparing for the deep sleep that has yet to come.Walking down the sidewalk, I heard somebody not too far into the woods laughing like theyāve just heard the funniest joke ever. I immediately thought, āprobably some Freshman walking the trails with their friends smoking weedā. Chuckling to myself, I put in my AirPods and picked a playlist for my journey back home.
When I looked up from my phone, there was the silhouette of somebody walking towards me. I have no idea how I missed them before, but honestly, itās very possible they were just in a spot where the light wasnāt quite reaching them. A little unnerved, I shifted over to the left side of the sidewalk.
(Now Iām usually fine walking alone at night; Iām a 6ā2 man whoās dabbled in the world of MMA. But something about this person gave me a primal feeling of unrest.)
When they shifted over to the left mirroring me, I felt my blood run cold. But alas, I had to keep walking because this was my only way back home. As I neared closer to the figure, I almost laughed at myself when I realized it was just some harmless girl walking towards the Murphy building. If anything, Iām the intimidating one to her.
This is where it really gets weird. She stopped as I was passing her and turned to me. Thinking she needed to ask me something, I took an AirPod out and asked āwhatās up?ā. After staring at me for an uncomfortable amount of time, she opened her mouth, and I kid you not, mimicked the laugh I heard moments before perfectly. Before I could chalk it up to it just being her in the trails earlier, I noticed something. Her mouth wasnāt moving at all. If I had left my AirPods in, it would just look like she was just opening her mouth and staring at me. She then shifted into a deep raspy laugh. She did all of this without moving her mouth at all; I couldnāt even see her throat moving as you would expect if someone was laughing. It was almost like she was some fucked up human-shaped gramophone. The feeling of absolute horror that came over me is something Iāve only experienced in my imagination. Before I could think to do anything next, My body began to run off some sort of primal instinct. With my legs burning, it took me about 10 minutes to get all the way back to my apartment and lock myself in relative safety.
Iām coming on here now to ask if anybody knows what I experienced? I have been hearing that same laughter outside my window every night since that night, I am too terrified to sleep well and have refused to go to any of my classes. Please I just want answers, I donāt want to keep living in fear.
Part 2:
Hey everyone, Iāve gotten some DMs telling me what it may be. Iāve heard everything from banshee to skinwalker. After further research I pray to god it was neither of them. Iām praying it was just some girl with a speaker playing some sort of cruel joke. I mean yes there are people who donāt like me on campus, Iāve made some enemies over the past 4 years. But, I just donāt understand what couldāve brought it to this point. I had to stop hiding in fear and go to my classes before my grades plummet, Iām almost done with my degree and only have a few more weeks. If I let some sort of stupid prank ruin my career, It would be everything I swore against to my parents.
A lot of you guys in the DMs were also asking what college I go to and what my name is. First I want to say sorry for not providing that information in the first post, Iām sure you can understand where my head was at typing that. So let me introduce myself, my name is Nick and In order to keep my privacy, I will only provide that I go to a midwest university.
Iām sure you may be wondering, āso did it just stop?ā. I would love to say yes, but really things have just gotten weirder. Though, I am pleased to say that there is no longer laughing out my window every night.
Ever since that night, Iāve been noticing more things off with the people on campus. Now you may just think itās paranoia, but just be patient and listen.
Yesterday, I decided to muster up all of my courage and go to class. Luckily my first class is at 10AM, when the sun is well in the sky, so walking across campus seemed much less threatening. When I sat down in my first class, I noticed something off with the girl that sits in front of me. Usually sheās chatty and excited to be in class, but today she just stared blankly ahead. I tried to say good morning and ask about her weekend, as we do every Monday, but she continued to have that blank stare. She did turn her head towards be, but her eyes read ālights on, but nobody is homeā.
Thinking to myself, she may just be hungover, or going through the bout of college student depression. I decided to shrug it off and turn to the front of the class and get my notes ready. But the moment I turned around, I could feel it. Her eyes burrowing deep into the back of my head. When I flipped around to see if I was just being irrational, I quickly learned I wasnāt. Her eyes went from the blank glare, to the most enthusiastic face Iāve seen on her. It was horrible, it almost seemed like she was trying so hard to pretend she was thrilled to be in class and to speak to me. It was inhuman.
Iāve been on the internet long enough to catch on to the term āUncanny valleyā, and what I witnessed In my first hour gives me that same gut feeling I got when I saw that girl last Wednesday.
I was right to be uncomfortable though, I texted her after class to make sure she was doing alright. But her response only reignited the flames of deep fear burning in my soul.
Iāll copy and paste the messages here:
Me: Hey Is everything good? You seemed off in class today.
Steph SCI 101: Uh yeah, Iām fine. but I was not in class today, Iām severely hungover from Tannerās party last night.
Me: Haha, good one.
Steph SCI 101: No Iām so Fr, are you okay?
Steph SCI 101: Are you trying to fuck with me or something?
Me: Nevermind, Iām sorry to bother you.
(End Of Texts)
Okay so Iām sure that this gives you all the same feeling of dread that it gave me but Iām sure scaled down a bit. This is where I have started to doubt that itās a prank, because me and Stephanie are cool. Thereās no level of hate for either of us, and even if it was some joke, we donāt know each other on that type of level.
Not only did this seem to happen in my first class, but in between classes while I was walking across campus as well. I walk past hundreds of faces in my many treks across campus, and I swear to you, at least 1/4th of the people I walked past had that same dead stare look. And the way they walked, god I hate even thinking of it. It was like they were an alien trying out their new body suits for the first time. The steps and the bends of their legs just seem so meticulous, dramaticized, and puppeteered.
Iām going to try to investigate further, because at this point my fear for my life is more of a reason to try and figure out what it is so I can try to stop it.
Iām no hero, and Iām sure as hell nothing special, but If I can know what to expect for another encounter, maybe I can avoid meeting the demise I have imagined.
Part 3
First off I would like to apologize for my 20-day hiatus. For those who were worried that curiosity killed the cat so to speak, I appreciate your concern. On top of my investigation, I have also had to go through finals and work for a boss who didn't believe in life outside of work. So let's start where we left off. I had a feeling that this task was left for me to solve. it may sound stupid, but let me explain why. That night, after my last post, I had a dream that further solidified my need to solve the mystery. I tried to write all that I remembered down the morning after so here is what I wrote.April 4th, 2024
I had a strange dream last night, stranger than usual at least. I awoke in the woods, laying face down in the grass with someone looming over me. I heard their footsteps flee rapidly before I flipped over. I found myself just off the trail where the āincidentā happened, on the trail laid a girl, bloodied and motionless. When I got up to approach her, she was quickly dragged into the parallel section of the woods. Seeing this I turned and ran into the section of woods I was in. When my legs gave out I found myself near an old supply shed, worn and long abandoned. Searching for cover, I tried the door, which luckily gave after a quick pull. There I found a trapdoor which emanated a blue hue through the cracks. The only thought on my mind, survival brought me to throw it open and climb down. I clattered down the ladder and right before my feet touched the ground, I was pulled backwards by my shirt. Thatās where I woke up.
I have always trusted my gut and having a dream that vivid gave me a sense of courage I did not previously have. I know where to start my search now. I have decided my best course of action will be to record my findings on a tape recorder app. After I finish each entry it will be uploaded to a cloud that will ensure if anything happens to me, the story will get out. I am packing my backpack now with a flashlight, glow sticks to mark my trail, and a machete I was gifted by a local in Mexico. All of my recordings will be uploaded below and auto posted after 10 days. Wish me luck everyone, Iām going to need it.
Entry 1: I have started at the only place that makes sense, the trail. It is currently 1:45 PM and I have plenty of sun left in the sky. I just needed to find exactly where to start my journey into the woods. Strangely it was very easy to find. I recall one of the trees having a funky twist near the middle of the trunk. Probably just some two lovebirds trying to carve their name into the tree and realizing there were softer trees to carve into. Anyways hiking further into the woods I believe I can see the shape of the shed through the branches. I wish you guys could see how dense these trees are so you can understand my struggle.
Entry 2: I made it to the shed, but unfortunately the floor in here is concrete. This really sucks for me because I have absolutely no idea where to go from here. Itās identical on the outside but I just donāt understand. Maybe Iām just delusional, which in that case what a waste of time and energy. Iām going to head back home and just start packing for summer. Maybe itāll be best if I just forget about all of this and leave it behind me. I am graduating after all. Wait hold on what is this?? thereās a button behind one of these shelves. I am going to press it, but idk how it would work because this floor is seamless. Iām just going to leave this recording so if anything does happen I donāt have to worry about holding the phone the whole time. Holy shit, the entire floor is lowering. Itās a fucking elevator.
Entry 3: Okay so Iāve been going down this elevator for like 30 seconds, how far down am I going?.. Oh wait hold on, Im stoppedā¦ Thereās a metal door with a padlock. Ig since I have the machete thereās only one thing to do, break it. Im going to use the blunt side so I donāt ruin this thing, I like it too much. the lock clatters to the ground after 3 solid hits. Well ig thereās only one way to go now, thereās no button to get back up so I pray thereās another way up. The metal door creaks loudly. Fuck I regret this, Itās dark and I can tell itās a big area because itās so echoey in here. Iām currently praising my past self for thinking about the flashlight and glow sticks. I need to find out what in the hell this place is and most importantly, if thereās a damn light switch.
Entry 4: God this place is terrifying Iāve been walking around the sterile white halls of this place for like 10 minutes and have found nothing, no doors, no light switch. I feel like a rat in a maze. Also scratch what I said about being glad I packed glow sticks, because my stupid ass only brought like 20 of these things and Iām already down to 5. Also I feel like Iām not alone, every now and then Iāll turn a corner and the glow from the previous glow stick quickly vanishes. I feel like it might just be because the darkness seems to envelop everything like a blanket. But I have that feeling that Iām being followed. You know the one, where you know somethings wrong you just canāt pin point what it is. Oh shit no way, thereās light, I think thereās a door or something up ahead.
Entry 5: Holy shitā¦ Itās a lab, and worse, thereās people strapped too tables, completely naked and unconscious. I know they are alive because each of them are hooked up with a million different cords, and one of those are plugged into a heart monitor. This place is huge, there has to be at least 50 people on these tables.
āHey you, youāre not supposed to be in hereā yelled a man adorned in a lab coat.
āWhat are you doing to these kids you sick fucks.ā I yelled back at the man across the lab.
In a haste the scientist rushes towards a red button, setting off a loud alarm, turning the lights to a flashing red. With no exit behind me, I could only do one thing... Rush towards him. My training kicked in as I launched into a flurry of calculated strikes. My first hit connected, a right overhand clean under his eye. The doctor stumbled back, but I didn't give him a chance to recover. I pressed the attack, keeping him off balance with a relentless barrage of punches and kicks. He fought back ferociously, but I was one step ahead, anticipating his moves and countering with swift, efficient strikes. We wrestled, the room around us becoming a blur of pain and adrenaline. I used the environment to my advantage, improvising weapons from the scattered medical equipment and turning the empty tables on my opponent. Pinning him to the ground, I laid down a harsh barrage of final blows. His face was a bloody pulp, unrecognizable. But I didnāt walk away unscathed, somewhere in the tussle, the scientist buried a scalpel deep into my stomach. With my adrenaline wearing off, the pain overtook me, sending me into darkness as I fainted from the blood loss and adrenaline dump. I awoke with my arms and legs strapped to the cold metal operating table. Before I could try to struggle, a face overtook my field of vision.
āQuite a fight you put up, you turned poor Dr.Samson into a soupā the looming face said with a chuckle. āYou are the first person to put the pieces together and for that I am thoroughly impressed Mr. Hayesā
āWho are you?!ā I said fighting at my binds. āLet me go!ā
āIām afraid I canāt do that Mr.Hayes. You have seen far too much, and I definitely canāt have you running around telling the world what you saw here. Although nobody would believe you.ā āAnd to answer your other question, Iām surprised you donāt recognize meā¦ really take a moment and look at meā He said pulling down his face mask.
āDr.Blackwood?ā I said as I looked back on my freshman year biology class.
āDing ding ding ding. We have a winner!ā He said in a maniac joy.
āWhat are you going to do to me?ā I asked.
āWell Mr.Hayes, first Iām going to sew you up from your little tussle you had with my late assistant and then I will put you under and cut into that skull of yours and take out a small piece of what we call in the science world your hippocampus. Then I will draw from that all of the necessary memories to create the perfect clone of you.ā He responded.
āWhy? Why would you need a clone of any of us. Why canāt you just clone someone willing to be apart of this?ā I asked
āBecause thatās no fun Mr.Hayes, the hunt excites me. Actually youāre lucky I didnāt get you the first night. Unfortunately my creation had a little bit of a malfunction and formed a wee bit of an attachment to you. Iām sure you remember the ruckus outside your window? Anyways I digress, I do this because everyone of you lowly students will go onto do mediocre jobs where you waste away at a desk. I must also add that with having a clone of you under my control, I can do anything and get away with clean hands. My plan with you originally was to have you go into the admissions office and steal every last cent all for me. On top of that I like the power, because one day I will have a clone of every student on this campus and eventually I will cause a revolt against our comedy of a government. Who will stop me, when I wonāt even be on the front lines?ā Dr.Blackwood explained.
āI willā I said freeing my last hand from the binds.
What he didnāt realize is that with all of this monologue and the questions I had been feeding him, I was slowly loosening my binds with each wiggle and movement in retaliation.
Lurching forward I grab onto his collar, pulling him into a vicious headbutt. The impact sent Dr. Blackwood reeling backward, his grip on consciousness loosening as he staggered. Seizing the moment, I lunged off the table, adrenaline coursing through my veins despite the searing pain in my abdomen. With a swift motion, I grabbed a nearby surgical instrument, holding it in a defensive stance as I faced my adversary. Dr. Blackwood, recovering from the blow, snarled with rage, his once calm demeanor now replaced by a feral intensity. The room seemed to shrink around us, the tension thickening with each passing second. This was my chance to stop Blackwood's twisted plans. As he lunged forward, I met his attack head-on, the clang of metal reverberating through the room. Blow after blow, we fought with an intensity born of desperation and determination. Despite my injuries, I refused to yield, driven by a fire burnt under me to protect myself and others from Blackwood's actions . In a final, swift move, I delivered a powerful front kick, sending Blackwood crashing to the ground. The room fell silent, the echoes of our struggle fading into the darkness. Coughing he sat in the corner laughing with blood spilling down his face. āYou know that itās too late to save any of these one lying on the tables. I wouldāve released you, you know that right? I wouldāve simply taken your memory from today out of your brain and leaving you in your bed to wake up thinking you had a fun nightā he said with final resolve as he watched me grab the scalpel from the ground taking slow steps near him.
Looking down over him, It was my turn to laugh. Kneeling down to eye level with him I grabbed him by his hair and delivered a final message to him āFuck you and your little science experimentā as I sliced deep into his throat watching the life fade from his eyes.
I eventually found an exit door, which lead me to a storm drain deep in the woods far from my campus. It took me 2 hours to limp my way onto a main road and flag down a passing car. Pulling over I was rushed to the hospital and later interrogated by some men in suits, my guess is CIA. Here I am now, writing my final entrance. I think I heard them say something about trying a new medical process on me to help me heal quicker.
2024.05.14 10:44 katelovesmeiu Professional Challenger Coach Verified Metafy & Coachify Partner Eight Years of Coaching Experience Over 7.000 Sessions Held Over 4.000 Students US Collegiate Coach Guaranteed Improvement & Personalized Plans Available Coaching Subscriptions & Individual Sessions Discord > shelbionš
Book Your Free Consultation Today! > Discord @ shelbion
Some of my notable achievements as a player include:
I've studied the techniques of renowned coaches, such as LS, MagiFelix, and others, and I've developed my unique coaching approach. So far, my approach has helped countless individuals, and over 20 teams advance their competitive play, across 5 different continents, including members of various College and University eSport Teams.
Some of my notable achievements include:
We hold various events on a weekly basis, including 1v1 & 5v5 tournaments, meme contests, and more. There are plenty of rewards to be won, including free coaching sessions with me. To join our community, visit https://discord.gg/RHW9BMxRd5 and message me upon joining to receive your role.
The First Session is designed to assess your current level of gameplay and identify areas for improvement. After conducting an analysis, I will create a Personalized Coaching Plan tailored to your specific needs. This plan will outline a series of sessions designed to maximize your improvement.
The Coaching Plan may include various session types, such as:
Payments are usually done through PayPal, however other forms of Payment such as Direct Transfer can be discussed.
Feel free to message me either on Discord or through a Direct Message on Reddit and I will come back to you as quickly as possible.
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About Me
My name is Shelbion and I've been an avid League of Legends player for over a decade. In Season 4, I reached Challenger for the first time and even considered pursuing a professional career. However, after much reflection, I decided to pursue other challenges within the game.Some of my notable achievements as a player include:
- Reaching Challenger on multiple positions.
- Participating and winning in numerous SR and 1v1 tournaments.
- Playing for various teams(Amateur and Semi-Professional).
Coaching
With over 7.000 hours of coaching experience, I fall into the category of one of the most experienced individuals in the field. My experience, passion, and ability to identify your flaws and tailor each session to your needs make me stand out as a Coach.I've studied the techniques of renowned coaches, such as LS, MagiFelix, and others, and I've developed my unique coaching approach. So far, my approach has helped countless individuals, and over 20 teams advance their competitive play, across 5 different continents, including members of various College and University eSport Teams.
Some of my notable achievements include:
- Assisting a Diamond 2 player reach Challenger in just five weeks.
- Helping a Silver 2 player climb to Platinum in three weeks.
- Guiding a Diamond 3 player to Grandmaster in six weeks.
Subscription Based Coaching
- One Individual Session (Monthly)
- Group Sessions (Weekly) x2
- Priority Coaching - Price:
99.99> 49.99$.
Verifications & Certifications
- Certified IFOEC (International Federation of eSport Coaches) Educator & Coach.
- Certified EHPI (eSports Health & Performance) Professional.
- University of Irvine eSport Specialization
- Verified Coachify & Metafy Partner.
Community
In addition to my experience as a Player, I am also the Founder of Noxus Coaching - a rapidly growing, educational community on Discord. Our community is a great place to find new friends to play with, have a good time, and most importantly, improve your skills.We hold various events on a weekly basis, including 1v1 & 5v5 tournaments, meme contests, and more. There are plenty of rewards to be won, including free coaching sessions with me. To join our community, visit https://discord.gg/RHW9BMxRd5 and message me upon joining to receive your role.
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- Podcast Appearance > https://youtu.be/4jn4FXOaOlE?si=98POLUJdJeSNnbiW
How Does it Work?
We will schedule an initial Interview during which we can discuss your goals and I can provide a more detailed explanation of my coaching services. This interview will typically last for 3-5 minutes.The First Session is designed to assess your current level of gameplay and identify areas for improvement. After conducting an analysis, I will create a Personalized Coaching Plan tailored to your specific needs. This plan will outline a series of sessions designed to maximize your improvement.
The Coaching Plan may include various session types, such as:
- Theory sessions: These sessions will cover key concepts such as wave management, vision, decision making, and more.
- Practical sessions: These sessions will either be VOD reviews or live games, and will be used to put theoretical knowledge into practice and analyze gameplay.
- Reviews: These sessions will occur periodically and will be used as checkpoints to track your progress and identify any additional areas for improvement.
Personalized Support (Available 24/7)
In addition to the structured coaching sessions, I offer personalized support to my clients on a 24/7 basis. Whether you have a specific question or just want to debrief after a tough game, I am always available to help. Simply message me and I will respond as quickly as possible.AvailabilityPricesPayments
I am able to cover any server and any timezone! Rates for both Private and Team coaching are negotiable. We will easily get the sessions to fit your budget and your needs.Payments are usually done through PayPal, however other forms of Payment such as Direct Transfer can be discussed.
Contact
Main form of contact is Discord on which you can find me at shelbion (Or Shelbion#8832)Feel free to message me either on Discord or through a Direct Message on Reddit and I will come back to you as quickly as possible.
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2024.05.14 10:44 katelovesmeiu Professional Challenger Coach Verified Metafy & Coachify Partner Eight Years of Coaching Experience Over 7.000 Sessions Held Over 4.000 Students US Collegiate Coach Guaranteed Improvement & Personalized Plans Available Coaching Subscriptions & Individual Sessions Discord > shelbionš
Book Your Free Consultation Today! > Discord @ shelbion
Some of my notable achievements as a player include:
I've studied the techniques of renowned coaches, such as LS, MagiFelix, and others, and I've developed my unique coaching approach. So far, my approach has helped countless individuals, and over 20 teams advance their competitive play, across 5 different continents, including members of various College and University eSport Teams.
Some of my notable achievements include:
We hold various events on a weekly basis, including 1v1 & 5v5 tournaments, meme contests, and more. There are plenty of rewards to be won, including free coaching sessions with me. To join our community, visit https://discord.gg/RHW9BMxRd5 and message me upon joining to receive your role.
The First Session is designed to assess your current level of gameplay and identify areas for improvement. After conducting an analysis, I will create a Personalized Coaching Plan tailored to your specific needs. This plan will outline a series of sessions designed to maximize your improvement.
The Coaching Plan may include various session types, such as:
Payments are usually done through PayPal, however other forms of Payment such as Direct Transfer can be discussed.
Feel free to message me either on Discord or through a Direct Message on Reddit and I will come back to you as quickly as possible.
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About Me
My name is Shelbion and I've been an avid League of Legends player for over a decade. In Season 4, I reached Challenger for the first time and even considered pursuing a professional career. However, after much reflection, I decided to pursue other challenges within the game.Some of my notable achievements as a player include:
- Reaching Challenger on multiple positions.
- Participating and winning in numerous SR and 1v1 tournaments.
- Playing for various teams(Amateur and Semi-Professional).
Coaching
With over 7.000 hours of coaching experience, I fall into the category of one of the most experienced individuals in the field. My experience, passion, and ability to identify your flaws and tailor each session to your needs make me stand out as a Coach.I've studied the techniques of renowned coaches, such as LS, MagiFelix, and others, and I've developed my unique coaching approach. So far, my approach has helped countless individuals, and over 20 teams advance their competitive play, across 5 different continents, including members of various College and University eSport Teams.
Some of my notable achievements include:
- Assisting a Diamond 2 player reach Challenger in just five weeks.
- Helping a Silver 2 player climb to Platinum in three weeks.
- Guiding a Diamond 3 player to Grandmaster in six weeks.
Subscription Based Coaching
- One Individual Session (Monthly)
- Group Sessions (Weekly) x2
- Priority Coaching - Price:
99.99> 49.99$.
Verifications & Certifications
- Certified IFOEC (International Federation of eSport Coaches) Educator & Coach.
- Certified EHPI (eSports Health & Performance) Professional.
- University of Irvine eSport Specialization
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2024.05.14 10:44 RandomFireMonkey Heavy breakthrough bleeding on new combo pill for submucosal fibroid
Hello fellow fibroid sufferers!
I'm going slightly crazy going through a ton of breakthrough bleeding on my new combo pill and wanted some advice, reassurance, other experiences, anything to bring me some piece of mind.
I have a 3.5cmx3.5cm submucosal fibroid that has caused me very heavy bleeding, especially in the last year or so. My last regular period (not on BC) was 12 days long and on day 9 I had a horrible hemorrhage episode while out where I bled through my night pad, my jeans, everything and on top of that I passed a clot so large I cannot fathom how it even fit in my uterus.
Due to this last terrible period experience I decided to go on hormonal BC based on the advice on my GP. She put me on a low dose pill with 0,03mg ethinylestradiol and 0.15mg levonorgestrel. I started this right at the end of my last period, so day 13 of my last cycle and it went fine for the first 2-ish weeks. I had very little spotting twice, which I was very aware is normal for the first time being on BC. Due to my horrible period in the prior month I decided to try to skip the placebo week to rebuild my Hg that had dropped to mildly anemic levels. Both my GP and a gynecologist had confirmed it's absolutely fine to do so.
Then about 3 weeks and a half ago I started spotting again, 3 days before finishing the first sheet. I wasn't concerned initially since it was just spotting and I decided to still skip the placebo week. Well joke's on me because I've basically been on a "period" for the last 2 weeks quantity and cramps-wise. I've kept in contact with my GP who gave me TXA for 6 days, which did help but the bleeding just continued as before after finishing that, and then sent me to a specialist clinic where I had an appointment next week. I asked my GP if I should take a break and she advised not to do so to avoid increasing the bleeding. The last 2 days I've had bleeding episodes very similar to my usual period day 2, with clots, cramps and heavy bleeding for a couple of hours but fortunately not as bad as my hemorrhage episode from last month.
So here I am, waiting for my appointment, bleeding every damn day for almost a month and feeling absolutely horrible about it. Has anyone had similar experiences? Is there anything I can do to stop this bleeding?
submitted by RandomFireMonkey to Fibroids [link] [comments]
I'm going slightly crazy going through a ton of breakthrough bleeding on my new combo pill and wanted some advice, reassurance, other experiences, anything to bring me some piece of mind.
I have a 3.5cmx3.5cm submucosal fibroid that has caused me very heavy bleeding, especially in the last year or so. My last regular period (not on BC) was 12 days long and on day 9 I had a horrible hemorrhage episode while out where I bled through my night pad, my jeans, everything and on top of that I passed a clot so large I cannot fathom how it even fit in my uterus.
Due to this last terrible period experience I decided to go on hormonal BC based on the advice on my GP. She put me on a low dose pill with 0,03mg ethinylestradiol and 0.15mg levonorgestrel. I started this right at the end of my last period, so day 13 of my last cycle and it went fine for the first 2-ish weeks. I had very little spotting twice, which I was very aware is normal for the first time being on BC. Due to my horrible period in the prior month I decided to try to skip the placebo week to rebuild my Hg that had dropped to mildly anemic levels. Both my GP and a gynecologist had confirmed it's absolutely fine to do so.
Then about 3 weeks and a half ago I started spotting again, 3 days before finishing the first sheet. I wasn't concerned initially since it was just spotting and I decided to still skip the placebo week. Well joke's on me because I've basically been on a "period" for the last 2 weeks quantity and cramps-wise. I've kept in contact with my GP who gave me TXA for 6 days, which did help but the bleeding just continued as before after finishing that, and then sent me to a specialist clinic where I had an appointment next week. I asked my GP if I should take a break and she advised not to do so to avoid increasing the bleeding. The last 2 days I've had bleeding episodes very similar to my usual period day 2, with clots, cramps and heavy bleeding for a couple of hours but fortunately not as bad as my hemorrhage episode from last month.
So here I am, waiting for my appointment, bleeding every damn day for almost a month and feeling absolutely horrible about it. Has anyone had similar experiences? Is there anything I can do to stop this bleeding?
2024.05.14 10:44 AltruisticAnxiety385 Help! Povidone-iodine (Betadine) caused burn
I was getting rid of an acne and thought it would be good to clean it with iodine. But the extra thing is that I wrapped it with a iodine damp gauze. It's been 30 minutes since I feel the burn? There is a black spot last time I looked at it. Maybe covered for 10 mins before I felt the burn.
Spot is... - stiff - black - burning sensation - approximate area 2 inches of betadine applied - the black spot itself is maybe 1-2 cm
I used damp cloth with water to wipe it down to try and remove the betadine. I'm avoiding moving for now cause I can feel it.
Probably contact dermatitis??
Should I put petroleum jelly, so it is a little moisturized, but it would probably act the same as a gauze and keep the betadine under (making it worse?), or should I put Aloe Vera gel.
I have just been googling 'Povidone-iodine caused burns, but all it gave me was case studies and not how to treat'. I'm really sorry. I just did not realize that a burn would be caused. Thanks for the help. I am not sure if this is an emergency according to the rules. If it is just remove this post?
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Spot is... - stiff - black - burning sensation - approximate area 2 inches of betadine applied - the black spot itself is maybe 1-2 cm
I used damp cloth with water to wipe it down to try and remove the betadine. I'm avoiding moving for now cause I can feel it.
Probably contact dermatitis??
Should I put petroleum jelly, so it is a little moisturized, but it would probably act the same as a gauze and keep the betadine under (making it worse?), or should I put Aloe Vera gel.
I have just been googling 'Povidone-iodine caused burns, but all it gave me was case studies and not how to treat'. I'm really sorry. I just did not realize that a burn would be caused. Thanks for the help. I am not sure if this is an emergency according to the rules. If it is just remove this post?
2024.05.14 10:43 joonv2 š„[FREE TRIAL] Most Reviewed and Successful Coaching Server JOIN Professional PG/CLOL Challenger Coach - 3,000+ Students Affordable Prices š„
![š„[FREE TRIAL] Most Reviewed and Successful Coaching Server JOIN Professional PG/CLOL Challenger Coach - 3,000+ Students Affordable Prices š„](https://external-preview.redd.it/2xLakH3B0nNw4B6bHnMf7HXuSPhnsYfzf0O_i9lwqzk.jpg?width=640&crop=smart&auto=webp&s=9013363b18a5e7179937c0c429507dae90b4dfae "š„[FREE TRIAL] Most Reviewed and Successful Coaching Server JOIN Professional PG/CLOL Challenger Coach - 3,000+ Students Affordable Prices š„") | Hey everyone, my name is Joon and I am a GrandmasteChallenger player on the NA server. I also achieved the Master rank in 100 games on the Korean server. I currently have 5 accounts in 5 roles in MasteGM Elo and I constantly play Solo Q to keep up with meta changes (No Season 3-High Elo-washed up player coaching here š). I am also a CLOL collegiate coach for Ryerson University-TMU and verified both on Pro Guides (https://www.proguides.com/coach/joon) and the League Coaching subreddit. submitted by joonv2 to LeagueCoaching [link] [comments] Why Choose Me? More than anything I am very proud of the work and progress that I have achieved with all of my students over the course of years of coaching. I would encourage you, my potential new students, to have a look at the student progress page on my server, where many of my students post frequently showing the tremendous progress that they have made since they started coaching with me (https://discord.gg/SUrJuazdBz). My approach to each student is individual and I can quickly identify your strengths and weaknesses. Unlike many other coaches, my goal is not to push you to play my playstyle or my champions but to highlight YOUR strengths in your gameplay and minimize any weaknesses you might have. Pricing - Each coaching session takes 1 hour and costs $30 per session. Do you offer bundles and plans? - Absolutely, I include a FREE 1-HOUR session for a bundle of 5 sessions. (5 Hours + 1 Free) Is there a trial session? - Yes, a trial session lasts around 15 minutes, in which I will review and analyze your OP.GG and watch one of your recent VODs of choice. During the trial session, I will focus on the common fundamental mistakes that you often make as well as point out some windows of opportunities that you tend to miss. Rank Proof Unlike many other "High Elo" coaches out there with no proof or accounts dating back to Season 6 or other prehistoric times when the game was completely different, I grind Solo Q on multiple High Elo accounts and servers constantly while reaching top GM+ ranks on every lane from top to bot on different servers (NA, EUW, KR) every season. In the last 2 seasons, I have climbed to Grandmaster + in every role. Accounts are posted on my discord for proof with screenshots and have my students added on my accounts as they tend to refer to my games for their own improvement. Twitch stream - https://www.twitch.tv/joonvy https://www.twitch.tv/videos/2036933477 - Example of a live coaching of a Twitch Streamer (Starts at 1 hour 50 mins into VOD) https://preview.redd.it/k3emsqo4uc0d1.png?width=1283&format=png&auto=webp&s=9c14028e6636a657e906849afc1e7ed3824b2fe4 https://preview.redd.it/6c89mqo4uc0d1.png?width=963&format=png&auto=webp&s=65be7a66c8cc26b700fbf86df21f18643ff049a0 https://preview.redd.it/lmtigqo4uc0d1.png?width=1162&format=png&auto=webp&s=322e7cbdbb2945dc5054248e0b6b617e8e894dae What can I expect from the sessions?
Recent Achievements: My recent students climbed from
A student reaching CHALLENGER from Emerald All of these achievements and more you can see posted by my students in my Discord Group (https://discord.gg/SUrJuazdBz)
My Discord is - joonvy DISCORD SERVER: https://discord.gg/uhvrcH5yYS Proguides Review Page: https://www.proguides.com/coach/joon Twitch stream - https://www.twitch.tv/joonvy VOUCH POST: https://www.reddit.com/LeagueCoaching/comments/nkx9td/vouch_post_for_joons_coaching |
2024.05.14 10:43 ReginaPhilange10 It was inevitable - he's an avoidant
2 weeks on and processing and healing. I was blindsided when he messaged he wasn't sure he was in place to be in a relationship. Instead of talking he ghosted and blocked me. During this time I was no contact anyway so I felt hurt he blocked me for no reason.
Been working through this with therapist and talking to others with similar experience. I internalised his behaviour towards me in the breakup. Have been looking for fault in me and felt his behaviour was reflection on my worth. My self esteem is shattered and needs building back up.
But I see now it was inevitable. He's an avoidant. He was insecure about his looks, his career in comparison to mine and struggled with intimacy. His last long term relationship ended abruptly 3 years ago just when they'd decided to move in together. I think he might have still been hung up on this ex.
I put up a boundary for the first time in our relationship and he bolted. This is all on him and his issues. I'm still hurt and still have a lot to work through as this has triggered trauma from childhood in me. But I'm going to keep reminding myself his treatment of me has nothing to do with my worth. It's all a reflection of him and his issues. I did nothing wrong. And I will keep reminding myself until I can finally believe it.
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Been working through this with therapist and talking to others with similar experience. I internalised his behaviour towards me in the breakup. Have been looking for fault in me and felt his behaviour was reflection on my worth. My self esteem is shattered and needs building back up.
But I see now it was inevitable. He's an avoidant. He was insecure about his looks, his career in comparison to mine and struggled with intimacy. His last long term relationship ended abruptly 3 years ago just when they'd decided to move in together. I think he might have still been hung up on this ex.
I put up a boundary for the first time in our relationship and he bolted. This is all on him and his issues. I'm still hurt and still have a lot to work through as this has triggered trauma from childhood in me. But I'm going to keep reminding myself his treatment of me has nothing to do with my worth. It's all a reflection of him and his issues. I did nothing wrong. And I will keep reminding myself until I can finally believe it.
2024.05.14 10:43 moufoo An update on the Android P8 Player application
Hi, I've been contacted multiple times regarding the state of Android P8 Player which allows downloading and playing Pico8 cartridges on your phone. So I'm making a post about it I can point people to and to ask for feedback.
I published the first version and its updates out of passion for Pico8 and because I believe a phone is the best way to play Pico8 games. Here is the original post
But because of the way it works, the Android platform and Play Store require constant updates to keep the app available. And with a lack of incentives on my part, it's been 2 years since the last update, and, as such, P8 Player as since been delisted by Google.
In its current state, re-listing P8 Player would require a full rewrite (which would likely simplify maintenance). But this still requires a big amount of work on my side so I'd like to gauge interest first and discuss support:
submitted by moufoo to pico8 [link] [comments]
I published the first version and its updates out of passion for Pico8 and because I believe a phone is the best way to play Pico8 games. Here is the original post
But because of the way it works, the Android platform and Play Store require constant updates to keep the app available. And with a lack of incentives on my part, it's been 2 years since the last update, and, as such, P8 Player as since been delisted by Google.
In its current state, re-listing P8 Player would require a full rewrite (which would likely simplify maintenance). But this still requires a big amount of work on my side so I'd like to gauge interest first and discuss support:
- I'd love to hear from previous users, where are you from ? How are/were you using P8Player ?
- Would you be willing to support P8Player's development ? If so how much and at what frequence ?
- Are you able/willing to provide assistance with the development of P8Player ?