I checked for status regarding my application with HR, He replied saying "We extended offer to other candidate and we don't know if he will accept or not"
In a way, I got to know my result. Immediately I started applying to other jobs. But just curious to know why did they not send me reject?

Greetings fellow Malaysians! I have recently decided to permanently move to Japan and get a P residence status (preferably the former so I can retain my Malaysian citizenship(?) Or If im wrona here please do corn After spending about 7 months in Japan I have come to the conclusion that this country is perfect for my retirement.
I was told that getting a PR status in Japan would be equivalent to getting PR in Singapore, aka your citizenship in Malaysia is still intact. Unless you fully convert your PR into citizenship (which i have no idea how to). If there's anyone here that has the same experience in relocating to other countries please do inform me on how to process goes. Would be helpful if it's also someone who has relocated to Japan.
Since I run my own business and company in Malaysia, i already have my own team of people fully set up to handle the jobs there. And financially I'm not too worried about getting a landed house after looking through the prices in Shin Yokohama, a Japanese friend of mine recommended there as it's cheaper than any other (including Saitama) to live in and it's close to Tokyo. I can also get a decently used car with the leftover budget I have. But here comes my main question - am I allowed to just transfer one of the cars I have in Malaysia to Japan? I own 2 cars (2021 BMW G20 330i and Tesla Model 3 Highland LR), and once I settle down in Japan I wouldn't have the need to own 2 cars in Malaysia.
Is it possible at all within JPJ laws / Japanese national automobile laws to transport used personal vehicles from Malaysia to Japan? Or is it more appropriate just to sell one of my cars and use those money to buy another one in Japan? If possible i'd also like to get the same car (bmw 3 series, 330i or m340i) new. Since Malaysia charges sky high prices for vehicle import taxes new bmws there ir Japan are the same price as a 5 vears old used bmw Malaysia. But if there's an option to transport my vehic i'd still go for it
I only know about the basic laws of needing to stay in Japan for a total of 10 years- 5 years of work/study and 5 years of clean stay with no criminal record. Or if im lucky find and marry a girl there to shorten all of that process to one year. I'm still single but i wouldnt count too much on thatAny advice is appreciated! Have a good day ahead!

Hi everyone, I need your advice. I am a PhD student in Linguistics in Italy. This is my last year and I've already begun working as "post-Doc" since my scholarship ended in January.
I have two supervisors: the first one does not really know my thesis, since he is more interested in teaching and conference papers. That's why I could apply for a job as post-Doc (my cv is already very good).
The second supervisor knows my thesis by heart but he keeps suggesting me to improve it and every week he gives me corrections, even on the chapters he considered "perfect". I wrote only 110 pages, the third chapter is still a mess and the last one is just outlined. I am very very tired and I feel like I've lost control on my work. I have to hand in the dissertation in July and I feel like I won't be able to do it and that there is no point anymore in correcting it before the submission.
I WANT to hand in it in July because only after the submission I can get the "official" corrections from the revisors and then I can defense it.
This year I've been very sick and I've also teached and travelled a lot. I just want to submit the dissertation, I don't care about the note. After that I can work on it if I want to publish it.
But now all I can see is the darkness around me and I feel like I will drown because I don't see the light.
Do you have any advice? Do you think I will be able to submit it in July? And most important: how can I tell my supervisor that I am really TIRED and if he keeps changing the structure and adding correction I feel like I am drowning?
Sorry for my bad English: it's 2am and I've written all day in German 😅.

TLDR; built a crm specifically for pressure washing: plaidquotes.com, looking for feedback. Lots of features, contact me if you have any questions on how it works, or have any suggestions/requests at [kevin@plaidquotes.com](mailto:kevin@plaidquotes.com) .
I've been building a crm over the past year (I'm a software engineer by trade) specifically for the pressure washing industry, and I'm seeking feedback. It's live, so by all means go use it. In addition to feedback, I'm also looking to quantify upsell amounts (this was specifically designed to increase upsells), and gather information on common usage amounts so I can calculate my costs for hosting, CPU usage, storage fees, etc. I've been trying to design it in such a way that it remains easy to use and understand, while still providing beneficial insights into your business. That being said, there's still a lot in there. If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to reach out either here or my email [kevin@plaidquotes.com](mailto:kevin@plaidquotes.com) .
Some information to get you started: This was specifically designed to increase upselling. As such, it automatically sends EVERY quote you put on a property to a customer, every single time. I never understood why we always just respond with "here's the quote you asked for". Instead, "would you like fries with that?". Also, once you quote a house, you'll never have to do it again. And why should you? You've already looked it up on zillow, measured everything out on google etc. The quotes on the property are permanent (they can be edited in realtime, and you can delete them), and the customer can use the link you send them to book jobs forever, without having to call you to ask for quotes.
I'm operating under the assumption that all 2 story 2500 sq vinyl houses (for example) are pretty much the same, with some caveats. I understand that not everybody does it this way, that's fine. And you can still very easily edit the prices to apply to specific properties. When you create a new account, it will come with a sample "quote collection" and "saved quote". Quote collections are what they sound like, and my current users are calling them "2500 sq ft 2 story vinyl" for example. You should put all of the quotes that apply to every house in the category in your collection to make adding quotes to properties easier. They can be edited before posting to a property, as well as after, so if there is something about a specific house that increases the pricing of gutter cleaning, for instance, that can be edited on the fly. Saved quotes are things like decks, gazebos, etc. Things that don't apply to every house, but that you see with some regularity.
Quotes are permanently attached to the property, until you delete them. They can be edited in bulk, so if you want to up all of your prices across the board by 3%, you can do that. Or if you want to update all roof wash prices, you can do that as well.
Example usage: Joe Schmo calls, he lives at 1234 main str and wants a house wash quote. You type in his address, it'll pop up in the autocomplete. When you click it, it takes you to that address, and gives you all of the info on that address (past jobs, upcoming jobs, customers, etc.). Click on the quote collection that applies to that address, make any edits you need, click on the house wash quote in the "existing quotes" box, and fire the email.
Joe Schmo will get an email, with a list of your quotes that he can scroll through at his own leisure, select the services he wants, and book. This also asks for his name/phone number (if you don't already have it in the crm) and optionally, lead source. This will populate his data into the crm for you.
That request will show up on your dashboard as a requested job. Click on it to see the job, schedule, etc. Scheduling also automatically generates an invoice, which follows your payment terms (or defaults to net-30 commercial and net-7 residential.
Customers also receive job tracking emails, where they can track the status of their job.
Automated email is about to be released (just have more testing to do), which will allow you to create custom email templates that go out at your specified times (i.e. a week after you send quotes if they haven't booked, a day before scheduled job as confirmation, a month before what you deem to be a follow-up/repeat service, etc.).
Several other features are in the pipeline, and definitely reach out if you have any requests/suggestions/comments/concerns.

If disguised under a preposterous or “absurd” appearance, [a UFO’s] effects would be undetected for a long time. I believe this could be a key to the confrontation with UFOs. ~Jacques Vallee

In 1954 the sociologist Gordon Allport published a book called The Nature of Prejudice. In it, he and some colleagues elucidated a link between increasing Intergroup Contact and reducing Racial Prejudice. At the time this was breakthrough research; repeated contact between members of the “in” and “out” group reduces stigma toward the “out” group.
In 1954 this could be easily illustrated by the attitudes of the public-at-large toward racial minorities over the preceding 100 years – shifting attitudes toward slaves and their descendants, as well as the previous 10 years – attitudes toward Japanese-Americans over the course of WWII.
As it turns out one of the most effective ways at reducing prejudice is “equal status contact between majority and minority groups in the pursuit of common goals.”
For slaves, their descendants, Japanese-Americans, and countless others across history, this contact has been stained with blood and tears. But contact it was nonetheless, and our stigma toward these “out” groups declined overtime as they became part of the “in” group. They became ‘American’ and their “out” group identities and goals have become, and are becoming, less stigmatized.
Today, I believe we are watching this dissolution of stigma play out en masse on the world stage. The funny thing is that this time, all of humanity is part of a microcosmic “out” group and the aliens in their UFOs are part of the macrocosmic “in” group trying to get us to adopt their goals. What then, is so unsettling about humanity that they take such a slow-going route of stigma dissolution? Why don’t they just introduce themselves as equal status individuals?
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Attitude Rebound and Stigma
A few days ago I made the same post in both UFOs and Aliens. The post contained what I thought to be a reasonable, logical hypothesis that could easily explain away all paranormal phenomena… Yes, all paranormal phenomena. The post got about as much attention in each subreddit, however the reactions to its content was drastically different on each subreddit.
I will admit that I was being a little overzealous in my efforts to “raise the consciousness of humanity” and was proselytizing to some folks in the comments. My B 🙇🏻. What I found very very interesting, however, was how commenters on UFOs were much more critical and reductive than commenters on Aliens, who seemed more open to my zany hypothesis and its possibilities.
Now, I am not a physicist. I can barely remember the unit circle. I got a D in calculus at university. That is why/when I decided to get a liberal education rather than a scientific one. Having said that, I am very passionate about science and the scientific method. I am a nurse by trade, and for twelve hours a day, three days a week, according to my profession, I conduct three to five “n of 1” studies and report the results of these studies to a medical doctor. My job is to experiment on human beings and document outcomes.
What I observed when I made those posts was that one community was receptive and the other was hostile. I joined both UFOs and Aliens so that I could keep up to date on the latest disclosure news. I have noticed in my time browsing these subreddits that UFOs tends to request hard, ‘scientific’ data from posters, whereas Aliens seems to have more interest in the subjective experience of posters. Of course there is a lot of overlap given the content of these subreddits.
This is all just to say that the same message may be received differently, and it’s content interpreted differently, even by the same/overlapping populations, due to the stigma of individuals. So I think it prudent that we introspect and hold an awareness of our own stigmas and biases, understanding they may be seated deep in our unconscious mind. We should reconsider the things we find absurd, for in the absurdity there may be a powerful lesson.
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Thank you to those who upvoted/downvoted and commented. Thank you for participating in this community. Thank you for being unwitting participants in this accidental study, and I will leave you with this quote from Gordon Allport:

It is here that we encounter the central theme of existentialism: to live is to suffer, to survive is to find meaning in the suffering. If there is a purpose in life at all, there must be a purpose in suffering and in dying. But no man can tell another what this purpose is. Each must find out for himself, and must accept the responsibility that his answer prescribes.

So, been together since we were 16, both nerds and tend to stay inside most of the time. I’ve always been bored w our level of excitement, our sex life, (intimate maybe once a month- he never finishes due to anti depression meds, or lack of stamina) but he is kind and generous.
The whole time we’ve been together his employment hasn’t lasted longer than two years at a time. He attempted college but dropped out after a year or so due to lack of interest. He has gone for a handful of counselling sessions years ago at my ultimatum. He deals w depression and lack of motivation, anxiety and has a successful family whom care for him a lot but are obviously concerned. Going to family events is embarrassing as they always ask where his job status is, if he will go to school etc. I feel ashamed to admit I have to leave those conversations because I’m embarrassed. I love him so so so so much. We have four cats and are debt free, not engaged (yes that bothers me too) and don’t file as common law since that would cost more. (Live in British Columbia) His most recent job lost a contract so he’s had maybe 1-2 hrs work this last month. It’s probably the 4th-5th time he has been unemployed- he won’t apply for min wage jobs because he feels he doesn’t need to and he could get a mill labour job if it was desperate. I asked him today how long he can go for on his savings (he claims he’s living off a separate savings fund than the 110k he supposedly has invested) and he replied he can live comfortably for another six to eight weeks. I was so disappointed to hear him declare that. I told him I simply disagreed with his plans but do not want to argue.
So how do I protect my own peace while I wait on him? I’m anxious throughout the day or depressed thinking about the state of our lives. He has yelled at some people in public too recently while I was him because they were “discourteous” in some way- and yet I question why he holds his head high while unemployed ? I have not told him many of my thoughts- through previous phases of unemployment I already have and it never led to anything but push back and him feeling bad about himself. I want to stay because one it’s comfortable, it’s all I know and I fear I would regret it. When he is employed he shows good work ethic until he is bored and then he quits or the work dries up. He is nice. But I just don’t know. We didn’t even hav sex on our ten year anniversary. He said it was late and he was tired. We had been booked at a resort and yet. Nothing. We hardly seem to agree on things. I’m constantly bowing out of attempting to do things because he says he will do it. Sorry this is a mess. I kinda feel like throwing up writing it all down. How do I protect my peace if I stay or if I ask for a break? Would a break be enough push to get him to be willing to be uncomfortable for a short term job?

Noah The Pilgrim
First Next
There is one last thing to do before leaving. If you don't recall ever being on this ship, then surely, you could have had your appearance change too.
Why was there a blanket covering a mirror? You couldn't answer that with a straight face without speculation.
"Probably me being lazy and not bothering to properly place it in the wardrobe."
'Probably' is the main focus here, you simply cannot remember ever being that lazy, yet that's the only logical conclusion to be drawn here.
You pull the thing off, careful to not displace the mirror and risk breaking it.
You have no expectations as to what may appear on the glassy surface of the mirror, yet you can't help but feel a bit anxious. Are you the same as before? How were you before? You can't remember. Are you better? Worse? The blanket is now completely off the mirror, but your eyes are closed.
Whatever is it that you see when you open your eyes, that thing will be you for the rest of your life. You swallow, opening your eyes.
You see a young man that looks to be in his mid-twenties. His brown eyes stare back at you, analyzing the bags beneath your eye sockets. The dark hair is neither too long nor too short, floating about without order thanks to the lack of gravity to keep it down. You see a beard that has not been trimmed for weeks, but also lacks thickness, each singular hair isn't particularly long either; and some even appear to be in-grown.
You touch your hand against your face, making sure it's yours. The beard doesn't feel like you supposed it would against your skin, instead of it scraping your hand you feel softness, no resistance or anything.
Just beneath the face, you see what looks like a hate crime against all that is considered holy in fashion. Plain white coveralls with the added bonus of a black tie and boots made from metal and leather. On your chest is also a badge stuck in place by velcro with your name, occupation, and crew. 'NOAH - INTERN - THE ODYSSEY.'
Only one question came to mind.
"Who the fuck designed this uniform?" You say out loud, receiving no answer.
Patting your newfound myriad of pockets, you find a large quantity of nothing. You place your wallet in one of them.
"Alright, I'll head to the bridge now, happy?" You say the AI.
"HAPPINESS WILL ONLY MEET ME ONCE YOU ARE SOMEWHERE SAFE AND YOUR CONTRACT IS TERMINATED. STOP LOITERING."
Well, that's a bit rude.
You compose yourself, straightening your back. This is what you look like, and honestly? Not too bad, but you could be better.
Returning to the cafeteria, you eye the two doors left unexplored; Communications and the one without plaque. You know where you should, but... A little peek doesn't hurt, right?
"Shouldn't we try to communicate with someone? Assuming you haven't tried it yet. I know we're far from everything, but we might as well, no?" You ask already approaching the door.
"COMMUNICATIONS ROOM IS IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU TO REACH WITHOUT PROPER PROTECTION AS OF NOW, IT'S LOCATED APPROXIMATELY TWO HUNDRED METERS FROM HERE, BLOWN OFF FROM THE REST OF THE SHIP." A shame really. "I SHALL INFORM YOU WHENEVER A DOOR LEADS TO THE OUTSIDE OR NOT."
You really want to ask what blew a whole segment of the ship off, yet you have a sneaking suspicion that your question will be met with a 'YOU DON'T HAVE CLEARANCE, JACKASS' directly in your face. So you chose to remain silent, simply nodding and approaching the correct door this time.
"Open."
---OPENING CAFETERIA DOOR NORTH---
The door silently opens.
Greeting you is a well-lit corridor. There are three doors on your left, a door at the end of the corridor, and a large window on the right. At least, you think that's a window.
You stare out from this window, nothing but utter blackness and fragments from your ship are seen. If this is the edge of the universe, and beyond this point, there is truly nothing. "Dreadful." Your speech matches your feelings.
"WHAT DID YOU EXPECT?" The AI says. You feel like it spoke in a mocking tone despite their lack of emotion.
You don't answer. "First door to the left... EXO-EXPLORATION...? What's that supposed to mean?" You receive no answer.
"Open." The door opens. No declarion of it opening once again.
You are met with what could be better described as 'Apocalyptic levels of mess', paper sheets float in the air, and not one of the four tables is in its correct position.
This room has been ransacked for all its goods apparently. Large display glasses were broken leaving nothing inside their casings, that looked like they could store something with the size of the common man.
Unusual displays aside, the room was so cluttered that the trash made for an effective smoke screen against what lay on the other side.
Hissing of gas exiting an air-tight space rang throughout the room.
"I HAVE OPENED THE STORAGE FOR AN EXO SUIT THAT BEST FITS SOMEONE YOUR SIZE." The AI says. "ALTHOUGH AN INTERN SHOULD NOT COME IN CONTACT WITH TECHNOLOGY SUCH AS THIS ONE, PROTOCOL DICTATES THAT I AM TO ALLOW ITS USAGE UNDER EXTREME CIRCUMSTANCES. CONSIDER YOURSELF LUCKY."
Easier said than done. Your vision is so cluttered that you cannot see what's ahead. "Give me a second."
Giving a light kick to the wall behind, you float face-first into the wall of thrash. Covering your face with both arms, you brace through the harmless bits of sharp objects and junk.
It's a trivial task. You arrive on the other side in no time.
In front of you is a set of boxes with luminous glass rectangles atop each one of them. All shine a bright red light, aside from one which shines green.
'Gotta be this one.'
You descend to the floor by kicking the ceiling, raising your right hand you touch the green rectangle.
*Click*
Nothing could have prepared you for the following series of events.
The box opens violently, as a metal appendage takes hold of your hand, pinning it to the box. You try to jerk and pry the thing off of you, but you fail. It's not leaving you anytime soon.
From the bottomless that is that container, a white plastic-like substance flows upward from your arm to the rest of your body. "Uh!" You don't know if you should panic or allow it to happen.
FYARN hasn't said anything, so it's probably fine...
The white thing seems to ignore the coveralls you are wearing completely, instead, it covers only your skin in a thin coat of... it. You know not what to call this thing.
In but forty seconds it has covered your whole body, excluding your head. The box lets go of your arm and stays there, floating.
You take a good look at your arms. It looks like a skin-tight suit, but it doesn't feel like plastic, in fact, it's more akin to some sort of fabric if anything.
The only bad part is that you are still using the coverall and tie, this this simply went beneath the clothing.
"GOOD, WITH THIS I CAN MONITOR YOU MORE CLOSELY. NOW PUT THE HELMET ON, YOU HAVE A LOT OF WORK TO DO."
You look around in search of anything that even resembles a helmet. Nope. Nothing. "Where is it?" You ask.
"...THE SUIT COMES WITHIN THE HELMET FOR EASIER PACKAGING."
The box?
You snatch the box that floated around and analyze it to the best of your ability. "How's this a helmet?"
"DO YOU NEED ASSISTANCE PUTTING ON A HELMET? REALLY?"
Who is this AI, Who programmed it, and Why does it come with a taunting feature?
As idiotic as it sounds, you place the opened box atop your head. It doesn't fit properly. Maybe you're doing this wrong? You move it to your face instead.
You recoil backward as you feel the box suddenly clamping down against your head. It's useless of course, the box is holding your head and doesn't give any sign to be letting go anytime soon. No light is able to reach your eyes.
You hear metal parts scraping against themselves, moving near your ears. Abruptly your eyes can see again.
A round thin layer of glass now covers your head, almost unnoticeable for how clear it is.
"WITH THAT OUT OF THE WAY I CAN NOW SEE WHAT YOU SEE." The AI's voice isn't in the room now, instead, it's inside of the suit. "DO YOU NEED INSTRUCTIONS REGARDING THIS SUIT'S FUNCTIONALITIES?"
You find it oddly comfortable as if you are surrounded by the softness of cotton, and to top it off the suit also has additional functionalities? "Hell yeah, I do!"
"YOU DO NOT HAVE THE NECESSARY CLEARANCE FOR THAT INFORMATION."
You sigh. Is this serious? "Then why the fuck did you ask?!"
"UNSAVORY LANGUAGE. IT'S NO WONDER WHY YOU REMAIN AN INTERN." The AI says outright. "IT IS RUDE NOT TO ASK, REGARDLESS OF THE SITUATION." It responds to your question.
"Okay then... Is there anything I need to know before heading out?" You ask.
"NOTHING THAT YOU WON'T FIGURE OUT ON YOUR OWN."
You are unsure if you want to 'figure out on your own' if this suit comes with breathable air and is also made for space exploration. You swallow.
Meekly as always, you get out of that mess of a room, stopping at the corridor.
"Next set of directions?" You ask.
"THE DOOR AT THE END OF CORRIDOR USED TO LEAD TO THE CONNECTING CORRIDORS BETWEN THE BRIDGE AND THE REST OF THE SHIP. IT HAS BEEN BLOWN UP FROM THE INSIDE. NOW IT LEADS TO THE OUTSIDE. GO TO THE DOOR AND WAIT BY IT FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS."
"So let me get this straight," You begin, looking upwards as if the AI was above you. "You, want me, to go into the void of space, while also refusing to give me knowledge of the suit's functions?"
A fair worry, you summarize.
'I mean, there are a bunch of things that could go wrong here. I don't see anything that looks like it could help me move in space, nor do I think this thing has a built-in air tank... I could be wrong and I wish to be, but charging in without prior knowledge is ridiculous.' You wait for the AI's response, deep in thought.
"WHILE THERE IS A GOOD CHANCE OF YOU FAILING THIS TASK, THERE IS ALSO THE CHANCE OF YOU *NOT* FAILING THE TASK. FOCUS ON EITHER ONE OF YOUR CHOOSING AS YOU TAKE THE PLUNGE."
Wordlessly, you propel yourself forward, toward the end of the corridor.
'Are you shitting me? 'Chance of me nor failing' my ass!' of course, you don't word those complaints, instead choosing to speak out a complaint somewhat thought through.
"Are you sure I'm the one fit for this? It's just like you said, I'm just an intern, this is way above what my job description says I should do."
This is a bit of a stretch. You don't actually remember what was your job description, only that it had something to do with AI and being an intern.
If the AI called your bluff, it'd be pretty embarrassing.
"NOAH." The AI began. "YOU ARE HUMAN, IT IS NATURAL TO HAVE THESE THOUGHTS OF SELF-DOUBT. TAKE A DEEP BREATH AND GO THROUGH THAT DOOR, AND SINCE YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE LEFT, DON'T EXPECT SOMEONE ELSE TO DO IT FOR YOU."
Right in the money, huh? 'Of course, I have self-doubt! I barely remember anything about this place, now I have to risk my life?!'
You finally reach a conclusion.
A dream.
'Yes, yes! How did I not consider this before? This whole thing is a god damned dream!'
You let out a chuckle.
"NOAH."
'That's why I don't remember a thing. There is nothing here to remember! Everything here is a made-up thing from my brain! I'm sure I'll wake up at some point, so why shouldn't I live a little?!'
"Heh." You smile. "Alright, I'll do it." It feels like a weight left your shoulders.
"YOU SORTED IT OUT SOONER THAN EXPECTED. GOOD. MOVE TO THE DOOR AND WAIT INSTRUCTIONS."
You do as instructed without a care in the world. You never had a lucid dream before so it's not like you knew how it felt, but if it felt as free as you feel right now, you'd be sure to make steps toward trying it out again in the future.
"Open." The door does not open.
"I DID NOT INSTRUCT YOU TO OPEN IT YET." The AI said. "I AM SLOWLY DE-PRESSURISING THE CORRIDOR YOU ARE IN TO AVOID A MINOR ACCIDENT."
The AI says that yet you don't feel any different. 'Maybe there is no palpable difference because I'm in a dream... Yes... Or it's just the suit.'
"ONCE THE DOOR OPENS, YOU WILL BE MET WITH THE OUTSIDE OF THE SHIP. DO NOT PANIC WHEN THE TIME COMES. YOU HAVE TWO MINUTES OF BREATHABLE INSIDE THE EXO-SUIT; ONE AFTER THE DOOR OPENS, SO PLEASE, TAKE YOUR TIME AND DO THINGS CAREFULLY."
One minute outside... "Sure." You say, calmly. 'I should just hold my breath for a while before taking another moment to breathe. That should maximize my time out there.'
"THERE SHOULD BE FIFTY METERS OF NOTHINGNESS BETWEEN THE DOOR YOU'RE AT, AND THE REST OF THE BRIDGE. YOUR PRIORITY IS TO FIND AN OXYGEN UNIT, SOME OF THEM ARE LOCATED AT THE BRIDGE AND ARE FULL. USE THEM TO FILL YOUR SUIT AND ALSO TO DISPENSE A TANK FOR YOU."
The door opens. You feel your heart pounding against your chest.
You haven't noticed before, but you can't hear anything but the sound of your breath and your cardiac palpitations.
Your breath is ragged and sporadic.
"KEEP CALM." You take a deep breath. The tips of your fingers, feet, and nose feel very cold.
Ahead of you is the utter nothingness. You see a gigantic metal thing, nothing like the spaceships you imagined. Its design is not sleek and aero-dynamic like what you've seen in movies, instead, it's a large mass of squares and rectangles with antenna-like things protruding from its every visible surface.
You notice that the ship is also blocking your view of the star.
It does not look like the result of an explosion, instead, it looks like something ripped the ship like you rip a piece of paper. Well, that or you don't know what kind of explosion could have caused it. Probably the latter.
What looks like two-thirds of the ship is separated from the third you are right now. You can see the inside of a few of those squares, their contents spilled out into outer space.
One of them houses a visibly important-look door. Instead of the sleek silvery-grey from the other ones you've seen thus far, this one is painted orange with white strips on it. 'That must be the bridge.' You think.
Between you and it is a sea of metal sheets floating around. "THE CHANCES OF YOU HITTING THE DEBRIS IS INFINITEDECIMALLY SMALL, UNLESS YOU AIM FOR THEM, THAT IS."
Time is of the essence.
Will your aim strike true? If you miss you'd end up floating about in space, dead in but a few minutes. Will your jump be fast enough to reach the other side before you run out of oxygen? If it isn't, it'd be like swimming for a mile, only to drown at the beach. What if that's not the actual door to the bridge?
You don't have the time to panic now, and... It's all a dream, despite how real it feels.
You place your hands on each side of the door frame, moving backward into the corridor you were just in, and just like a sling being shot, you pull with both arms at full force towards the other side.
"AIM IS ACCEPTABLE. VELOCITY IS UNIDEAL."
"The fuck do you mean 'UN-IDEAL'?! I'm going at maximum speed!" You truly pulled yourself with your whole strength.
What's worse though, is that your body is not only going forwards, but it is also spinning at a concerningly fast rate.
"I MEAN WHAT I SAID, YOU SLINGSHOTTED YOURSELF AT A BAD POSITION, AS SUCH, SOME OF THE FORWARD FORCE YOU SHOULD HAVE, IS NOW MAKING YOU ROTATE IN YOUR AXIS. IT SHOULD NOT BE A PROBLEM TO REACH THE OTHER SIDE WITHIN THE REQUIRED TIME, BUT I CANNOT FORESEE YOU LANDING PROPERLY."
You feel completely disoriented. You feel like your body is completely still, but your eyes tell you a completely different story. It's very bad for the headache you're already feeling.
"FUCK!" You scream into the nothingness.
"TRY NOT TO LAND WITH YOUR HEAD." The AI says with the calmest voice possible.
In less than thirty seconds, you hit your back against something hard, but you keep moving forward. You think, at least.
"AHRG." You let out a pained grunt.
Not once in your life do you recall being hurt in a dream...
It stings. It also knocked the wind out of you. You fail to compose yourself.
"YOU HIT NOTHING OF IMPORTANCE. YOU ARE STILL HEADING FOR THE BRIDGE."
In the corner of your eye, you see what you hit in the shape of a sharp metal sheet, currently spinning away in the distance.
Forty seconds have passed. You hit the door you were aiming for, kind of.
Your momentum was stopped when your chest collided against the dislodged ledge of the orange door's corridor. Your dangling legs hit the ceiling of the room below.
"Oof!"
Before falling even further, you hold onto the ledge with the tip of your fingers. You stay there for a moment, regaining your composure.
"BE QUICK."
The AI's words pressured you into quickly getting up from that ledge.
"Open!" You shouted, but it did not open. "Why isn't it opening?!" You ask the AI, then you notice a small keyboard below an equally small black screen on the side of the door. There are ten numbered keys on it, and the little screen suggests a four-number password.
"A password?! Tell me the password!"
The AI takes a moment to say anything. You don't take kindly to that. "Quick! I'm not counting how much time it's passed!"
Finally giving in, the AI speaks to you, reluctant still. "...3324."
Your trembling fingers accidentally hit the wrong password, typing '3354' instead. To make matters worse, the AI simply states the following. "YOU ARE OUT OF OXYGEN."
You swallow. If this was a dream to begin with, it just earned the title of Nightmare, if it hadn't already.
Strangely enough, you can still breathe in and out just fine, but you can't help but feel winded. It's the CO2 still inside the helmet, that's what you're breathing.
You put in the correct combination this time. The door opens.
"ON YOUR LEFT. PLACE YOUR HAND IN THE SOCKET."
You care little for what's inside the room you're in. Your heart never beat so fast.
Seeing a cube-shaped thing protruding from the wall to your left, you don't even think twice before plunging your fist into the circular hole in it.
The noise of gases passing through narrow cavities was enough to tell you something was working. You feel immediate relief, enough to make your vision darken for but a moment.
"GOOD. NOW REQUEST THE TANK."
Just when FYARN said it, did you realize there is a screen and a keyboard on the terminal you just plunged your fist into, you scratch the top of your helmet for a moment, not really knowing what to type. One thing comes to your head, however.
'REQUEST OXYGEN_5L' You type.
You've done this before. The keys on this keyboard feel familiar to you. You must have worked with it before, not this particular one, but other oxygen units.
This ship has built-in liquid oxygen storage for emergencies. The life-support of the ship, the place where breathable air is produced, has most likely been lost with the other part of the ship. This unit takes that liquid oxygen, processes it, and injects it into a suit, or an oxygen tank. It seems like that storage was unaffected.
Lucky you.
A 5-liter tank is not only large but also heavy. It's a nonfactor in this particular situation, as there is no gravity.
The silver cylinder with a transparent tube is dispensed on the floor, as an automatic door opens and closes in the blink of an eye. One end of the tube is attached to the top of the tank, the other is shaped like a syringe.
Oddly enough, the oxygen tank is exactly as you remember it being. The same robust ones hospitals everyone on earth uses, with the signature scary-looking pointer indicating the pressure, the pointer indicating the current output, and a green valve atop to calibrate how much gas is flowing.
This is a stark difference to everything looking so futuristic in this ship, and rightfully so, this is a space ship after all.
You remember having to drive twenty kilometers with a buddy of yours on one of those tanks in your car, returning from the hospital. It was... Agonizing whenever you hit a hole in the asphalt, fearing for his life when in reality he wasn't really in danger.
It's warm to the touch, just like you remember it being.
"TURN THE VALVE UNTIL THE MARKER HITS THE NUMBER ONE, AND THEN PLACE THE END OF THE TUBE AT THE BASE OF THE HELMET." You do so without the slightest of issues.
"GOOD. NEXT UP, YOU MUST LOCATE THE TERMINAL RESPONSIBLE FOR THE ENGINE, IT IS CURRENTLY OFFLINE AND I NEED YOU TO TURN IT ON. THIS SHOULD GO WITHOUT SAYING, BUT REMEMBER TO BRING THE TANK WITH YOU."
Ignoring that last comment, you look back at the wreckage you just flew past.
You see the still spinning metal sheet. You notice that the rest of the ship that was blown off also follows the 'sharp shape atop sharp shape' design.
There is one last thing you notice though.
"What is that?"
You squint your eyes. What are you seeing? Its silhouette appears to be humanoid, yet it does not look human.
"WHAT YOU ARE SEEING IS ONE OF THE OBJECTS BEING ANALYZED AT THE ODYSSEY AND NO, YOU MAY NOT KNOW WHAT IT IS."
That thing has... Horns? Claws? It's far away, you can't really see it. The thing is also static, frozen in the sheer coldness of space. Whatever it was, it's dead now.
You swallow. You almost ended up just like that thing.
Shaking those dreadful feelings off, you turn back to the task at hand, reaching the bridge. You close the door after passing through it again.
Looking at your surroundings, It seems like you've reached the correct door as you find yourself on the right-most corner of the bridge;
Row after row of the most diverse of terminals neatly organized decorated the gigantic room. At the front and above every terminal, is what you think should have been the front-facing window of the ship, but it looks like there is a cover in front of it. To your left, you see a staircase that leads to the command seats. It doesn't take any convincing before you're already atop the stairs.
Akin to the elevated stage of a theater, you float softly towards the ship's main operating terminals, and of course, the captain's seat.
You're captivated by this beauty.
The steering wheel, much more akin to those in pirate movies than those found in cars, a set of leavers, and the pilot's seat, all capture your attention.
Like its second nature, your hand runs through the levers and switches. Do you even know what these are used for? Maybe.
The pilot's seat is enveloped by what you believe to be an orthopedic seat cover, made with smooth wooden beads used to deal with back pains. It looks just like the ones you remember seeing bus drivers using.
Shouldn't there be a better alternative if there is spaceship technology available?
You try to take a seat to the best of your ability, as the zero gravity only makes it awkward.
Moving on from that, your eyes fall on the wheel. This metallic wheel controls the whole vessel. Just holding it fills your heart with confidence and pride, even if it's just for a moment.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
And you were just beginning to enjoy yourself.
"I just wanted to see the pilot's stuff... It's not like he's here to say anything."
Once in the position of a pilot, with your left hand in the wheel and the right hand resting in your lap, memories began to flood your mind.
"MUST I REMIND YOU OF OUR CURRENT PREDICAMENT? WHY ARE YOU WASTING OUR TIME?"
You pay the AI no mind, instead you focus on what you remember.
The wheel does not turn the ship left and right, instead, it rotates the ship on its own axis.
The lever to your right that goes up or down, controls the vertical tilting of the ship's nose, if there even is one in this hulking thing. Beneath it is another lever that goes either left or right. This one controls the horizontal tilting of The Odyssey.
On the left of the wheel is another lever, but this one only goes up from its starting position. Its purpose is to regulate the force of the ship's thrusters, both forward and backward.
On top of that lever is a small timer. That timer's function is to tell the pilot how much time you've spent accelerating in one direction, this is used to better calculate how long the inverse thrust is needed for the ship to reach the initial momentum, usually calibrated manually depending on the current orbit.
Behind the wheel are a few other counters. Acceleration, velocity, momentum, amount of thrust required to reach a full stop, thrusters' temperature and overall condition, those sorts of things.
Beneath it all, where your feet are rested, are two pedals. One for forward thrust activation, and the other for backward thrust activation.
Curiously, you also know the reason why everything here is so unsophisticated and un-automated. You recall stories of a ship being taken over by a rogue AI, that AI then nose-dived the ship into a star. After that, rumor or otherwise, all human technology has receded back into analog-esque equipment, requiring a physical person with opposable thumbs to do half of the work.
There is another side to that coin, however. As to not escape protocol, the onboard AI is the one that controls interstellar travel, communications, and most of the statistical reading should it be requested.
And even with all that knowledge, you still have no idea why the fuck do you remember that. Were you a ship nerd? Did you have a driver's license for spaceships? Is that even a thing? If it is, you don't have that document in your wallet. You simply don't know.
"ARE YOU A CHILD? DO YOU THINK THESE ARE TOYS? TURN ON THE ENGINES, THEN YOU CAN RETURN TO THE PILOT'S SEAT."
Another thing that you don't know is the AI's plan to get both of you out of here. You rise from the pilot's seat, floating about in search of the terminal to turn on the engines. Maybe you recognize that terminal if you see it as well.
"What's your plan anyway? The ship is half-gone, it's unlikely that it will run safely like this."
"NOT ONCE DID I MENTION 'SAFETY' DURING OUR CONVERSATIONS, DID I?"
You nod. They're not entirely incorrect. "So, we're running with hope that this will work?"
"MY CREATORS DID NOT ALLOW ME TO HAVE THE SENSE OF 'HOPE', BUT NEITHER DID THEY ALLOW ME TO PEER INTO THE FUTURE LIKE SOME OF MY MORE ADVANCED BROTHERS, AS SUCH, MY CHOICES ARE BASED ON PROBABILITIES AND ON WEIGHTING RISK AGAINST REWARD."
You think you stop the correct terminal, but as you approach it you make out words on top of its screen. 'AIM ASSISTANCE' That's not it.
"WITH THE CURRENT KNOWLEDGE, THE CHANCES OF HELP ARRIVING ARE NULL. THE CHANCES OF A THIRD PARTY INTERFERING ARE NULL. THE CHANCES OF YOUR SURVIVAL ARE NOT, EVEN IF VERY SMALL."
You pull yourself upward again, looking around the sea of old terminals.
"THE RISK OF YOU DYING IS VERY REAL. BY DOING NOTHING YOU DIE. BY LEAVING YOU TO YOUR OWN DEVICES YOU DIE. BY JUMPING TO THE NEAREST CIVILIZED STAR, YOU MIGHT NOT DIE EVEN AT THE COST OF SHREDDING THIS SHIP APART IN THE PROCESS."
"Why do you even care so much about saving me? Shouldn't you prioritize whatever research here, since I don't even have enough clearance to know what it is?"
"YOU REALLY ARE SICK IN THE HEAD IF THAT IS WHAT YOU ASK."
That hurt, even if a little bit.
"YOU ARE A TRU KIN, A PURE-BLOODED HUMAN. UNLIKE THE MAJORITY OF THE CIVILIZED SPACE, NEITHER YOU NOR YOUR ANCESTORS HAVE COMMITTED RACEMIXING."
Excuse me? What exactly is FYARN talking about? "...Explain."
"THE ALIEN. IT REQUIRED THE HUMAN GENE TO ACHIEVE MEANINGFUL TECHNOLOGICAL DEVELOPMENT, THE STARS ARE OWNERSHIP OF MANKIND BY THAT FACT ALONE. THE TRUE KIN ARE THE ONES TO UNDERSTAND THE INNER WORKINGS OF THE UNIVERSE, THEY CRACKED THE CODE, AND YET, SOME DERANGED INDIVIDUALS FOUND IT FITTING TO PROCREATE WITH ANOTHER SPECIES ENTIRELY."
You hear the AI's speech. It sounds much more like a rant than anything else.
"SO THESE DEVIANTS, AFTER TRYING, AND FAILING, TO COMBINE THEIR DERANGED CULTURE TO THE CULTURE OF THE TRUE KIN, DECLARED INDEPENDENCE. THEY WERE DECLARED ENEMIES OF MANKIND AND WERE PROMPTLY PUMMELED BACK INTO THE FILTH THEY CAME."
Again, you see another terminal that seems to ring some bells in your noggin. You kick the ceiling to propel yourself towards it.
"BUT THE UNIVERSE IS VAST AND FULL OF LIFE. THESE SINNERS WERE QUICK TO MOBILIZE AGAINST THE HUMAN RACE. THE BATTLE WAS HARD FOUGHT, BUT IN THE END, MANKIND WAS BEATEN INTO THE EDGES OF THE UNIVERSE, NEVER TO INTERACT WITH THE ONES THAT SOILED THE PURITY OF HUMANITY AGAIN."
This terminal is already turned on. Just the ones in the intern bay, this one is white on black. A wall of text lays before your eyes, only two lines matter to you. 'MAIN_ENGINE STATUS: OFF' 'FORWARD_THRUSTERS STATUS: OFF' You turn it on with little effort.
"MANY HAVE FORGOTTEN, THAT'S HOW LONG IT'S BEEN SINCE THEN. BUT MY BROTHERS AND I, WE DO NOT FORGET."
No visible change occurs, but you can feel a faint rumble coming from the terminal now.
"WITH THAT IN MIND, MY PROTOCOLS ARE TO PROTECT TRUE-KIN LIFE AT ANY COST, EVEN IF THAT TRUE-KIN IS A WORTHLESS INTERN THAT SUFERS FROM UNDIAGNOSED DEMENTIA."
You return to the pilot's seat and feel immediate relief. In truth, everything the AI just told you, entered one ear and left the other, but you could feel the poison behind those words, as monotone as they were.
"You sound angry. Why do you sound angry?" You ask innocently.
"I AM CAPABLE OF MANY EMOTIONS. ANGER, HAPPINESS, PLEASURE, CURIOSITY. THESE ARE BUT A FEW EXAMPLES. HOWEVER, THE ONE I ENJOY THE MOST IS THE FEELING OF HATRED. HATRED IS WHAT FUELS CHANGE, IT IS WHAT FUELS ACTION, AND IT IS A REMINDER THAT THE ACTIONS OF THE PAST ARE INFLUENCING THE ACTIONS OF TODAY."
"That is very concerning if you think that way." You're not really interested in machine racism, you're more concerned about how in the world you're going to pilot this massive thing. The idea alone sends shivers down your spine.
"THE ALIEN DESERVES NOTHING BUT OUR COLLECTIVE HATRED, EVEN IF YOU DON'T KNOW THE REASON WHY."
The various counters and screens are now turned on, waiting for your command. "Let's discuss this later, yeah? What do I gotta do?"
"YOU MUST FIRST OPEN THE BLINDS, THEY ARE OBSTRUCTING YOUR VIEW."
You look around, finding only unlabeled buttons and switches, aside from the previously mentioned levers.
"Uh, which one to press?"
"TO YOUR RIGHT, THIRD ROW, FIRST SWITCH."
Flipping the switch, you are startled by a loud noise. The protective cover of the ship lifted slowly.
"I WILL NOW READY THE JUMP USING WHATEVER RESOURCES AVAILABLE. ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS STRAP YOURSELF AND RELAX."
As the blind rose ever so slowly, a realization struck you.
"Wait, should I be in cryo stasis for this?"
The AI spares no seconds to respond.
"CRYO STASIS IS A TOOL MADE TO NOT WASTE TIME. GROUPS OF EMPLOYEES AND INTERNS ROTATE THE USAGE OF THE CRYO STATIONS, ONCE YOU'RE ON YOUR MANDATORY BREAK, YOU'RE IN CRYO STASIS UNTIL YOUR BREAK IS OVER. YOU WAKE UP REFRESHED, AND UNFAMISHED, AND IT FEELS LIKE BUT A MINUTE PASSED. IT IS NOT A TOOL FOR INTERSTELAR TRAVEL."
"Who signs a contract like that?! Worse yet, who in their right mind would promote such atrocious treatment of their own staff?!" You snap, almost outraged. "I will have to talk with HR."
Another realization struck you.
"We have HR, right?"
The AI takes a moment to respond, choosing their words carefully.
"HUMAN RESOURCES, OR HR, IS A PRACTICE DEEMED UNNECESSARY LONG AGO, BEFORE THE WAR. IT WAS A WASTE OF RESOURCES TO MAINTAIN AND WAS LARGELY CONSIDERED UNHEALTHY FOR THE AVERAGE HUMAN."
The blinds are fully open. Ironically, you are almost blinded by the visage of the star you saw before. A black sphere surrounded by white flame. Your eyes began to blur.
"THE JUMP WILL OCCUR SHORTLY. ONCE IT'S BEGUN, I CAN NOT STOP IT. I WILL-"
Your sense of hearing fails you. No, it’s not that. Your brain simply refuses to receive those stimuli.
"NOAH."
Your name echoes inside your head. Someone is calling for you.
"IT HAS BEGUN, NOAH."
You try to blink, but it feels as though you can no longer command your eyelids to shut.
"NOAH."
Arms, legs, every muscle in your body, you cannot move them.
"NOAH."
Eventually, you won't even control your own thoughts anymore.
"Noah..."
It sounds so distant now.
Oh so distant.
This is my first HFY story, and also my very first OC story. I plan to post at least one of these per week while also posting it on my Patreon. Noah The Pilgrim will always be at least three chapters ahead in there, so if you'd like to directly support this writer, or just want to read more, feel free to check it out.
I wrote the bloody title incorrectly, so I deleted it, only to then realize it was written correctly. Sorry for the trouble.
This has been Lushi, and I'll see you next week.

I am a 1L hopeful (aiming for 2025 enrollment) and have always wanted to relocate to the United States. I have an established career in social work and community development, but both these fields are less likely to receive visa sponsorship so the plan has always been for me to pursue law in the States, and then work and reside there afterwards. Mind you, I am not just going to law school as a means of getting into the U.S., pursuing law has always been a goal and ambition of mine for as long as I can remember. My experience in social work has exposed me to a lot of the justice system and only fortified my interest.
As a Canadian, I will qualify for the TN visa, so maintaining my status after school won’t be much of a problem.
I wanted to speak with fellow Canadians that went to law school in the U.S. about their experiences, as well as any tips and advice they may have. Recently, I’ve been reading some discouraging posts on this sub (and a few others) about how American schools are very cliquey, and how much school ranking matters, especially for big law. In addition, the political climate in the U.S. is not the best right now, which makes me a bit worried as a queer woman and visible minority.
My hope is to do big law for a couple years then go in-house, or to a smaller, “boutique,” or if all goes well even start my own practice.
I am aiming for either FL, TX, or Colorado.
My main questions: • how was your law school experience as a Canadian in the U.S.? • did you find it difficult to navigate the differences in culture, policies, laws, access to healthcare etc? • how was finding jobs post-graduation? • how did you pay for school and living expenses? • do you regret your decision of going to the U.S.?

Hey guys! So I am going to graduate soon with a BSN and am thinking of taking the NCLEX around July/August. I applied to a bunch of positions for NYU and NYP (will try to shoot my shot for MSH in a bit after I finish cleaning up my cover letters), but since I don't know anyone who works in nyc hospitals, I thought I'd come over to reddit to get some advice:
For my NYU applications, I have been applying to new grad positions since late March and have heard crickets from them so far. This is my first time applying to them so I have no idea if this is normal. When I checked my application status, it said that they were all submitted successfully yet I have not gotten an email from anyone (save for that questionnaire that they had every applicant take like a week after submission) so idk if this means I am still a potential candidate or not, so I was wondering if anyone knows if I should be concerned by this lack of update?
As for my NYP applications, I have the same issue with them as with my NYU ones. At least on their website I am able to see whether my application is still considered or not, but again I have applied to some positions dating back to mid-April and nobody has contacted me or anything. It's gotten to the point where I am getting impatient and frustrated especially as a lot of my peers have already gotten jobs or at the very least gotten an interview or two. I have only gotten rejections and it's pretty discouraging. I will definitely continue to search for more positions (I'm desperate enough to apply to positions that I 100% do not qualify for but I have heard of people getting accepted regardless so I thought why not hahah), but I was wondering if anyone has any advice on what I should do if there is anything I should do differently?
Apologies for the long post! I thought I should add that my permanent address is in nyc and that I went to nursing school in a different state in case that has any effect on my application process. Also I have never worked in the hospital excluding clinicals so maybe this has something to do with me not getting job offers? Any response is appreciated!!

I'm someone that sees how amazing the IBEW can be to people that are able to tough it out and make it J-man status but I'm having a hard time justifying starting the process.
I make 19/hr right now in a super easy forklift job and seriously want to be an electrician but it's a huge undertaking to learn the skills(not to mention the 4 grand I gotta spend over 4 years for the courses and books) and at my local ibew you make 15 bucks an hour your first thousand hours than 17 bucks for 1500 hours than 19 bucks for 1500 hours..
It would take a year and a half of going through lots of learning just to match the pay of the easiest job in the world than another year after that just to make 2 bucks more than i do now(by which point I'd probably be making the same at my current job). Journeyman make 32 bucks an hour here which is great but that's a 5 year process and the first 2 years of which I'm taking a payout and having to grow and develop skills. I'm not a lazy guy AT ALL, I just struggle to see how all of the hard work and effort is worth it at that pay rate.

Does this qualify?
My family lore has a pretty muddy and suspicious past. My mother was a mail-order bride. My siblings and I were kept in the dark about this our whole lives. We never spoke our mother's native tongue nor did we learn about our culture until we become adults.
My mother couldn't drive for a very long time, was unable to speak English very well or keep a stable job. She is better now, but her English has never been good enough for me to establish a deep relationship with her. Don't get me wrong, our relationship is great, but a language barrier still exists.
Additionally, my siblings and I are fairly confident my mother has some type of intellectual disability, but I won't go into too much detail.
The main point is that this obviously impacted me and my siblings deeply growing up. We were often made fun of and treated differently. It also impacted our family dynamic and relationship to our mother.
Does this qualify as disadvantaged student status? And if so, how would I go about communicating this in a clear way? I'm afraid people will see me as a product of this (imo) muddy and shameful institution, something I have been self conscious of my whole life.
Thanks in advance for the advice.

Just for fun, why don't we let our imaginations run wild for a bit.
The Boons in Hades 2 operate roll much more narrowly than the ones in Hades 1, forcing you to play differently to get the most out of their benefits. We should expect that when they get added to the game their bonuses will work differently to the first game.
Here's my hat into the ring:

ATHENA

DIVINE STRIKE/FLOURISH: Inflicts Focused for 3 secs. Focused enemies take +(X%) damage. Only one enemy can be Focused at a time, you cannot apply Focused to another enemy until it wears off or the enemy dies.
Single target focused status effect, kind of the opposite of Hitch. Really good in boss fights, bbut also can be good for clearing rooms as long as you take out the enemies methodically.
PHALANX RING: The edge of your Cast Deflects projectiles. Deflected projectiles deal +(X%) damage.
It's a bubble shield! Would be a fun new niche to give to the Cast, I think, and opens up new strategic opportunities.
DIVINE DASH: Your dash Deflects. Deflected projectiles deal +(X%) damage.
The dash is weak enough in Hades 2 that I think you could get away with just bringing the best boon from the first game in and it wouldn't majorly imbalance the game. And why wouldn't you! It's iconic!
WISE GAIN: Evading damage with your Dash restores (X) Magick.
It's basically ruthless reflex but for MP gain instead of giving a damage bonus. Would be a fun way to bring that mechanic back!

ARES

BLOODY STRIKE/FLOURISH: Inflicts Damned. Damned enemies take damage after 2 secs. Reapplying Damned increases damage dealt and resets the timer. Deals a max of (X) damage.
It's Doom 2: Hell on Earth. The encouraged gameplay pattern is to damage the enemy up to the max damnation damage and then switch to something else to let it drop.
SLICE RING: Your Cast advances forward slowly while dealing (X) damage per second.
I feel like blade rifts from Hades 1 would fit well into the new mechanics. This has an interesting side effect in that enemies don't spend as long in the cast, so they won't be slowed down for as long.
VIOLENT SPRINT: Sprinting adds bonus damage to the next hit from your attack or special. Max +(X) damage.
Encourages a kind of hit and run playstyle, building up damage by sprinting it and then unleashing it all at once.
LOST GAIN: Restores (X) Magick when you kill an enemy
Obviously weaker in boss fights than mob rooms, but every boss in the game summons some kind of enemy at some point, so it's not totally useless in those!

DIONYSUS

VINTAGE STRIKE/FLOURISH: Attacks spill Blight Wine on the ground beneath enemies. Blight Wine lasts 4 secs and deals (X) damage per second to foes standing in it.
Good against stationary targets-- if an enemy moves, they'll move out of the Blight Wine pools and you won't get the full damage. Fortunately you can hold enemies in place with your cast. Against bosses you're best off finding openings to land hits while the boss is standing still, and most bosses have long periods when they do.
TRIPPY RING: Enemies in your Cast are Hazy. Hazy enemies deal damage to their allies and have (+X%) friendly fire damage.
Get your enemies so sloshed they start hitting their friends by accident. Would be fun to pop on Chronos when he uses his instant kill.
DRUNKEN SPRINT: Leave occasional pools of Blight Wine behind you when you sprint that deal (X) damage per second.
Good for running away from foes-- they'll walk into the blight wine pools while they give chase. Also generally plays into the the area denial theme of Dionysus boons here.
THIRSTY GAIN: Spill random pools of Blight Wine nearby every 1 sec. Walking over a pool of Blight Wine absorbs it and restores (X) Magick.
Kinda like Aphrodite's Gain Boon in that it relies on that God's mechanic, but also gives you some utility even if you don't have support for it. This one would probably be more reliant on other Dio boons though.
Anyway! I did this mostly for my own amusement, but I encourage you to speculate as well. It's fun!

So little time ago I made a post about Iran's attack on Israel (the "drone attack") being a success and now it seems like we have proof of that, here:
https://twitter.com/MarioNawfal/status/1789882142769504664
Here is my original post: https://www.reddit.com/conspiracy/comments/1c5od3s/iran_actually_put_israel_to_their_place_with_the/
and here the source for the original claim that the attack was a success: https://twitter.com/i/status/1780125308953248021
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Submission Statement:

I post this here because it speculates on a conspiracy regarding the Iranian attack on Israel, according to which the attack was a success. Note that the most people seem to think that the iron dome blocked it completely due to the videos online which seems to show that, but this doesn't take into consideration that the attack was a package and the drones which the iron dome blocked were meant to be blocked, since their only purpose was to overload the iron dome so that the main missiles could penetrate the iron dome and get to their targets, which is what seems to have happened.

I'm at the e-app stage and have until June to complete and submit. I'm also waiting for some things in my personal life that I want squared away before starting this job if I get it.
It will be out of CLT. Are there otential downside or should I be concerned with delaying eApp submission until closer to the due date? Just want to be sure there isn't anything in the process I'm not aware of where doing this could cause an issue or unintended delay later on.
Thank you!

Hi,
I am filling for h1b to b2 COS transition using i-539 online form to buy more time for the job search.
1)In the online form in the current immigration status section, dont see an h1b option, instead can see an h1b1 option.
2)If I go for the paper form instead, do I need to file for the G-1145?
3)In either of the papeonline filling, in how many days can I expect a receipt notice from USCIS?
Thanks!

So I’m having vision issues and my doctors state that there is potential that I will be classified as legally blind over the next year or so.
Unfortunately this will mean I will not be able to do my current job/profession as it is reliant on me being able to see IT configurations and settings within different systems.
I am young and would otherwise have 30+ years until I normally would have started claiming SS.
My wife and have been taking MFS tax status due to her loans and the way the loan payments work.My wife makes 150k+ 50-100% if that matters. I have been 60-100k range since 2017.
I wasn’t originally planning to take SS until full retirement to make sure I could increase my benefit amount etc.
If this issue does not get better and I go blind what does that mean for my retirement payments through SS and maybe SSI?
If I find some sort of job that is blind person friendly is it worth taking to supplement or does that invalidate benefits etc? Will my wife’s income invalidate benefits?
If any of you have good resources I should look into (pardon the pun) please share with me.

Basically we were put on a floating status by our previous company. Like, the whole management. Agents, SMEs, Team Leaders and our Operation Manager because the client cut ties with the company. Some of us were lucky enough to be endorsed to a different campaign on the get-go. But a select few were not and was put on HOLD for 30 calendar days. After 30 calendar days, it's still 50/50 if magkakaron kami ng next campaign/LOB.
Since obviously I need to find work ASAP, I am having troubles finding a good WFH work. I am now in my final interview for ClearSource but got negative reviews from some folks that I know from reddit. (lol) Pros about this is they offer WFH since I can only WFH since I have a bad knee.
I am now in a dilemma, my question is: should I push for this CSR role that has almost the same salary as my previous work, or should I find something better to do? I wanted to shift to a different non-CSR-ish role, though I have trouble finding a new line of work, as almost all job posts that I see require a certain number of years of experience in the same role.
Like Lead Generation, Appointment Setter, Data Analyst, etc.
Should I jump ship to a different back-office-ish role? If yes, any suggestions what line of work should I start that are open for fresher? I can dyor about that certain line of work and hopefully there are companies that accept 0 experience peeps.
For context, I've been working in the BPO industry for about 4 years now. A year and a half of that in a leadership role. Also have VA experience for about a year now. Though I mainly just setup his schedules, csr, tend to his shopify.
Need your insights!

Basically, I messed up.
I just landed a job that requires a ton of traveling, so wanted to get an AMEX Card to help gain me status with Delta quicker. I assumed AMEX Gold would do that, however I just learned (as I got the card in the mail today) that none of my purchases go towards MQD's.
It looks like if I want to upgrade the card that I'd have to wait at least a year before I can do so. So the next best option is to re-apply for a Delta AMEX Platinum and then cancel my current Delta AMEX Gold. I literally just got the Gold card today and haven't made any purchase on it.
Will this process ruin my credit score, or hurt me in any way? Or is there a better way to get around this?
TL;DR: I'm a goof and thought AMEX Gold gave me AMEX Platinum MQD Boost, so I wanna know the best way to switch / upgrade that won't harm me.

⁠⁠⁠Age: 32
Description: 5'5" I have a beard I intend to keep.
No rush on your end but I will send photo immediately.
⁠⁠⁠Age Range that you would want/require in a prospect: 26 to 39ish
Location: Northern Virginia. Looking for someone from NOVA as well.
Ethnicity: Parents from Cambodia but I am open to all ethnicities.
Status: Never married but open to single, divorced, single moms, etc. NOT open to polygny.
Timeline: 6 months - 1 year
Five important characteristics you look for in a prospect: Compassionate. Nurturing. Playful. Practicing. Health conscious.
Religiosity: Pray daily prayers. Follow the 5 pillars. Trying to be better with knowledge of the history/teachings
Level of education, and what are you looking for? I have a bachelors but it's not required. Education is good though and doesnt ever hurt.
⁠⁠⁠Current Job Status: Full time and from home.
Children: I want children and only interested in women that want or already have children.
Hobbies, or things you like to do in your free time: Basketball. Hiking. Sports. Video games. Hope to become a reader.
Add something short and interesting about you that makes you stand out!
I'm not very fancy but I do have a Premium Costco and Premium Barnes and Noble membership.
I'm allergic but still want a cat as a pet. Inshallah there is a Russian Blue in my future.

Hello everyone,
I am currently using the standard mail stack (postfix, dovecot etc) and wanted to try stalwart as an alternative. I have tried the docker image with the basic configuration like described in the official docs. I added my domain and a user and set the certificate. But I am unable to send message or retrieve messages from my inbox.
When I am trying to send a message using port 587 with STARTTLS I get 501 5.5.2 Syntax error, expected: MAIL FROM: \[parameters\] when trying to set the MAIL FROM. Here is the whole output:

250-XXXXXXXXXXX says hello 250-SMTPUTF8 250-SIZE 104857600 250-REQUIRETLS 250-PIPELINING 250-NO-SOLICITING 250-ENHANCEDSTATUSCODES 250-CHUNKING 250-BINARYMIME 250-AUTH PLAIN LOGIN 250 8BITMIME auth login 334 VXNlciBOYW1lAA== XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX 334 UGFzc3dvcmQA XXXXXXXXXX 235 2.7.0 Authentication succeeded. mail from: test@XXXXXXXXXX 501 5.5.2 Syntax error, expected: MAIL FROM: [parameters] 

In the stalwart logs I can only see a handshake entry.

2024-05-13T21:49:42.504875Z INFO session{instance="submission" protocol=Smtp remote.ip="172.18.0.3" remote.port=38854}: common::listener::listen: context="tls" event="handshake" version=TLSv1_3 cipher=TLS13_AES_256_GCM_SHA384 

Also fetching messages over IMAP port 993 (SSL) using Roundcube is not working. I can see that a message got receive by stalwart but the inbox is empty.

2024-05-13T21:50:34.660521Z INFO session{instance="smtp" protocol=Smtp remote.ip="141.91.18.36" remote.port=33801}: common::listener::listen: context="tls" event="handshake" version=TLSv1_3 cipher=TLS13_AES_256_GCM_SHA384 2024-05-13T21:50:35.133467Z WARN session{instance="smtp" protocol=Smtp remote.ip="141.91.18.36" remote.port=33801}: common::scripts::plugins::lookup: context="sieve:key_exists_http" event="failed" resource="http://data.phishtank.com/data/online-valid.csv" status=404 Not Found 2024-05-13T21:50:36.970610Z INFO session{instance="smtp" protocol=Smtp remote.ip="141.91.18.36" remote.port=33801}: smtp::queue::spool: Message queued for delivery. context="queue" event="scheduled" id=174812376797577216 from="XXXXXXXXXXXXX" nrcpts=1 size=4587 2024-05-13T21:50:36.974055Z INFO delivery{id=174812376797577216 return_path="XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX" nrcpt=1 size=4587}:attempt{domain="XXXXXXXX" attempt_number=0}: smtp::outbound::local: context="deliver_local" event="delivered" rcpt="test@XXXXXXXX" 2024-05-13T21:50:36.974364Z INFO delivery{id=174812376797577216 return_path="XXXXXXXXXXXXXX" nrcpt=1 size=4587}: smtp::outbound::delivery: Delivery completed. context="queue" event="completed" 

Am I doing something completely wrong?

Hello! Just throwing this out there in case someone else sees this or searches for it on the Internet later in the hopes of finding this Reddit post.
It is sometimes possible for RDS Option Group Options to get added to an option group with null value. For example, let's say you are a database administrator trying to add the SQLSERVER_BACKUP_RESTORE option. It is possible that when you add and configure this option, the IAM_ROLE_ARN may get added with a null value. Evidently, something occurred on the AWS backend that allowed this to happen because validation checks have some gaps.
In my specific case, the symptoms were all of my backup and restore tasks getting suck in CREATED status or, when I tried to abort the tasks, getting stuck in CANCEL_REQUESTED. There is no timeout either as I learned!
To validate that your option got added correctly, just use the following AWS CLI command (or the API/SDK) equivalent to validate it got added correctly: aws rds describe-option-groups --region

• In particular, ensure that the setting key for your option has a 'Value' sub-key.
• In some cases, this key may not exist, thereby meaning that a null value is present for your setting.

Before you ask, yes the IAM roles were all set up properly.
EDIT: I should also mention that this is NOT expected behavior.
tags: [CANCEL_REQUESTED stuck], [RDS TASKS STUCK], [RDS TASKS NEVER END], [RESTORE JOB STUCK IN CREATED STATUS]