i started playing valorant 2 months ago i've never played games like this in the first month i was playing valorant one hour a day with several resting days (one to two resting days) in the second month i started playing valorant from two to three hours almost every day (one resting day in two weeks) with all this experience i got bronze three, i wanna know is this rank okay for my level of experience in this game, or i'm garbage and not made to play this game?

I’ve haven’t played for about 2 years and I’m trying to play ranked in level 136, I have 10+ ops on both sides and I have 2FA activated what’s the deal?

I'm playing the game normally and my pc take the game very well on high and ultra. randomly, during multiple matches, my whole game freezes and I can't do anything on my pc. i can't exit out, alt f4, can't get out the game to get task manager out and exit out, I literally can't get out the game at all. when it freezes, the game till play sound but only the same sound of the thing around me when i crashed. to be able to get out of the game and play again, I had to literally turn off the witch of the charger from the outlet to the pc. If anyone knows how to fix this freezing/crashing issue, that would be very helpful. (and yes, I haven't found anything helpful online to help with my problem)

Pepper Update 05/03/24: Pepper has sent several users (targeted) unlimited 10% back through the end of May. With this, the Walmart $500 rate has dropped to 90%. Please do not send more than $2,500 per day from this deal for any brand, and I will continue to monitor my cap for multiple brands over the coming days/weeks.
Payments for gift cards from pepper are on a 14 day payment delay.

Home Depot

Denom	Rate
$500	89%
$200+	88%
$50+	86%
<$50	inquire, volume required.

Best Buy

Buying Best Buy $500s, $400s, and $250s. Inquire via DM. Only interested in BBY if total is >$1000.

Walmart

Unless you have bulk Walmart in lower denominations, I won't be interested. Lower denoms considered $49 or less. Rate 80-85% depending on volume.

Denom	Rate
$200-$500	90%
$100+	89%
$50+	88%
<$50	inquire, volume required.

Also buying other gift cards in high volume (pref $1000+). Chat for inquiry.

I've been a high school custodian for 2 years. Recently an elementary school custodian position opened up in my district and I've decided to go for it.
I have an interview set up in a few days and I was wondering what to expect. What questions should I prepare for? How can I show the facilities director that I am ready for the promotion?

Hey everyone,
I came across an article about a high-stakes Treasury options trade that caught my interest, but I'm having some trouble understanding the mechanics of the trade. Here's a summary:

• A trader entered into a risk reversal position with Treasury options.
• The trade involved selling put options and buying call options on the 10-year Treasury note futures with strike prices of 108.25 for the puts and 109.75 for the calls.
• The position cost about $150,000 and stands to make around $15 million if the 10-year yield drops to 4.25% by May 24. Conversely, it could lose as much if the yield rises to 4.7%.
• Profit starts if the yield falls below 4.35%, and losses begin if it rises above 4.58%.

The trade might be a hedge against other positions or a bet on increased volatility.
I understand the basics of calls and puts, but I'm unclear about a few things:

1. How exactly does a risk reversal work in this context?
2. Why would a trader choose this strategy over others?
3. How do changes in implied volatility impact this position?
4. What kind of adjustments can the trader make if the yields start to move against their position?

Would appreciate any insights or explanations from the community. Thanks!
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If your usual reply to a roleplaying prompt is a comment reading, "hey, let's RP," this post isn't for you.
If your wheelhouse of responses is a one-line remark that expresses interest, but not why, or, better yet, some plot threads of your own that you'd like to chase, this post isn't for you.
If you're all about stories told from a first-person perspective, written in single-sentence bursts, this post isn't for you.
If you prioritize "getting to the next good part" instead of trying to make every part the next good part, this post isn't for you.
I hope each of you do find the exact-right storytelling partner to build the narratives you most enjoy! And I'm sorry for coming across (most likely, against my better phrasings) as an elitist roleplaying snob worthy of a post on the Bad RPer Stories subreddit. I'm sure you're all fantastic folks! It's just that, y'know, this one isn't for you.
If you're still left reading this and haven't rolled your eyes too much at my incidental airs of pretension, welcome! I'm a mid-twenties writer looking for partners in storytelling who revel in and relish the joys of advanced-literate-to-novella back-and-forths. The crackle and shimmer of lead characters with chemistry and charm. The well-rounded shine of a collaborative setting populated by enchanting side characters. The poetry of clever dialogue, the deft touch for detail and description, the breeziness of a lighthearted story, well-told, burnished by emotional stakes.
The always-exhilarating sense of anticipation for the next installment of the story, and the enthusiasm for responding in kind.
I'm not coming into this post with any pre-conceived prompt ideas or plots, which is where you come in! I'd love if you'd just send me a starter. The best, most entertaining one you can dream up.
And I promise, guaranteed, I'll knock your socks off with a response.
(If you're reading this, include the phrase "I see London, I see France" somewhere in your opener!)
All I ask is for a generally lighthearted vibe (with plenty of space for conflict and drama), a willingness to write in a universe not too dissimilar from our own (sorry, too, to the high fantasy and hard sci-fi fans still reading!), and be up for a story with a playful romance between our protagonists.
Oh! And also be at least 20 years old, please.
If this catches your eye, please feel free to send a message my way! I've had the thrill of writing with pitch-perfect partners back in the day, and I'd love to rekindle that passion for collaborative writing with some of you.

Need some tips or advice for troubleshoot this current issue.
I have the ps2 emulator downloaded, bios and roms installed. When I play my games the fps and audio sounds great during opening and cutscenes and menus. But once I’m in the game playing I get low choppy fps and choppy audio.
I have messes with the emulators settings itself and reconfigured the emulator through emudeck.
Appreciate the help!

I've been playing this game for 20 years. I live in the united states and so does the owner of the title of this thread. 2 months ago this player came up to me and threatened to kill me and hunt me down irl. Normally, I wouldnt pay no mind but we play Soul Wars all the time. This guy doxxed my info and leaked it to people. I need help getting this across to Jagex, as he's a menace and a threat to anyone of you. He apparently has a rich background and paid for hackers to do so.

Hello. I've just started 2 days ago playing this game and I was hoping if somebody wanted to make a donation to me so that I can start with a good base. I'll always be grateful for any donation. Thank you! :)
User: ElBizzare

I've always found it hard to get good at anything and I feel like I have no natural talent for any skill. The thing I was best at was playing saxophone in high school and that was because I had years of practice and would rehearse like 3 pieces for months on end. Even then I would make mistakes in the concert. I feel like my skill ceiling for anything is lower than the average person. I tried learning bass for months and got stuck on one lack that I simply couldn't get down. It really makes me feel like no matter how much I practice I'll never become a master in my field. I seem to be halfway decent at cooking but only when I follow recipes and have trouble coming up with creative dishes from scratch. I'm planning on attending cooking school this fall and I hope it helps me work on this aspect but I'm afraid I won't be good enough. I feel like my intellectual capacity is being blunted by the disorder and my meds. Has anyone struggled with something similar and have any of you had breakthrough moments where you found yourself good at something?

Hi :) Im 18(f), still in school and this guy and I have been on and off friends but hints of interest for about 4 years now and i have heard some rumours about him being a cheater and just all together a bad influence but as I talk to him more and get on calls with him for the past 2 weeks , I do enjoy his company. I have never been in a relationship too so thats what makes me nervous and scared because I am scared to get cheated on or played. My friends often say that it would not be a good idea to go for him but I genuinely think he is a nice person but I dont know if I am being fooled or not because some part of me genuinely has an interest and him and the reason why I did not pursue it was because I have heard so much and also my fears on top of everything just make me feel more scared. Please just give insight on how you would handle this if it was your situation😭 Thank youu for reading, I appreciate it💘

I was rewatching Sonic Boom, then played a bit of Project x Zone 2 later. After awhile, i realized that Boom Sonic would actually fit pretty well in PxZ with it's quirky humor and more "realistic" character designs compared to the OG Sonic. Boom Sonic & Boom Knuckles as a pair unit and peraphs Sticks or Boom Amy as a solo. After all they used the Klonoa Heroes version of Klonoa instead of the main series one, so it's not impossible. I know there's very few people who like PxZ those days, but i wonder if any one who likes the games here, would like to share their opinion about this idea?

hi everyone I’m a recent transfer and got into cal and ucsd for public health, waitlisted at ucla 😔💔! i am extremely grateful, however am not sure which I should pick. i’ve always imagined myself in socal but didn’t expect to get into berkeley. don’t want to regret letting go of an opportunity like this. both schools are extremely strong for my major so I’d love to hear your input!
Cal: Public Health B.A. major
Pros: - cheaper than UCSD by 5-7k - name and prestige - Global Poverty Practice (GPP) minor ^ can relate my own practice tailored to public health - 4+1 program (able to get masters in 1 year after undergrad, if i get accepted) - location! also has a joint program w UCSF - connections (great for networking and have multiple doctors I can shadow and gain experience from) - a lot of public health grads are able to land a job before they graduate - has a children’s hospital nearby (want to do pediatrics in the future) - research is great - feel like this school would rlly challenge me and make me grow
Cons: - gloomy weather bc of bay - close to home - grade deflation - worried I won’t have a high enough GPA to apply to med school - no med school on campus - academic environment - housing prices are expensive 😭 - safety (as a girl) - anchor housing is 2k with no meal plan (i think) - i’m taking a summer class which is on quarter system and cal starts on a semester system
UCSD: Public Health with Concentration in Medicine Science
Pros: - la jolla! great location and would feel relaxed going to the school - nicer weather - 3 hospitals on campus and many other facilities - easier on GPA - amazing for premeds - tution is expensive - far from home - people are more friendly - safer than cal ? - research is great
Cons: - ucsd use to be my dream school but it changed to ucla - not really sure if i’ll feel challenged enough to grow academically - housing crisis? - not too sure if sd is my vibe - heard it’s harder to have a social life - heard their public health program is less premed and more health - dining hall food is bad, not too sure about places around ucsd

To start for some context my(26F) parents(59M)(45F) are not bad people, they adopted me when I was 12 and I have had a fairly good life, there were issues as the abuse I suffered in the foster system was worse then what was documented in my file as is most of the time with the foster system. I was cold and standoffish, inappropriate behavior and some degree of autism and ADHD that made it so understanding my surroundings was difficult. My parents were ill equipped to deal with that level of trauma and it lead to our relationship getting worse and worse as the years went. When I was 19-20 I had a break down from the pressure and destroyed my life, my parents took me in and helped me financially get back up but that wasn't easy. My mom made living there awful, they were in control of my finances as I had blown my money in my break down, I was given 50 dollars every two weeks from my paycheck(I was always working while trying to recover financially as not having a job is unacceptable) for any supplies I needed including food as I was over 18 and there were not going to cook for me. my dad did offer to help buy me some toiletries every now and again. It was my responsibility to get up, go to work and figure out everything. My mom wouldn't let me forget she had to "bail me out" and that she would never help again. Then in October 2020 I moved out into an RV someone was offering as a way to have my own space and to stop the constant fights me and my mom would have.
Since then I have been completely finically independent, I do have a phone line through my parents that I pay for monthly, and if they asked I would get my own line, I stay for convivence as the price I get for the data cannot be beat. I got scammed at a dealership and ended up with a high interest rate that my dad worked to cosign elsewhere so I could get a lower rate, it is still my responsibility to pay as the car is mine. I pay for everything I have and it was hard but I buck up and do it. I have friends who have helped me through the years and I view them as family as I truly feel accepted by them despite my flaws and issues. There is one friend I met through a friend's high fantasy roleplay server lets call him peter. Peter and I have never met in person as I live in the USA and he lives in Brazil, but we became friends and through him I learned things I was never taught.
I was taught to love myself and that I don't always need to give 100% all the time and a lot of the times the bare minimum was enough. That I am beautify and I don't need to fit the image my parents saw as best. We were both dating other people at the time but due to fate both our relationships fell and we grew closer. I know there are a lot of internet scams and whatnot but I truly believe in our relationship as we have both talked for hours, I have video called him impromptu, so no chance for modifying audio or visuals. He has given me what gifts when he can as, he is less well off then I am. Which is fine, my parents had money and I was never happy, with him I am as I feel he genuinely loves me as a person. while he was dating someone else and having zeros eyes on me, as a friend he said he hated to hear me say how much I hated myself, at the time I was angry he implied I didn't deserve the hate, now I don't even remember what hating myself felt like most days.
I have paid for a two week trip to stay in brazil with him so we can meet and see if this is something we want to peruse more seriously. I made the mistake of being more open and honest as a person (peter's fault again), and my parents found out and were not happy. My dad has said he can't stop me as an adult but thinks what I am doing is dumb and dangerous, I can understand my dad's worry as I think any loving responsible parent would be worried to hear their daughter is traveling alone to a country. My mom was a different story, I was about to leave from babysitting my younger sisters, 11 and 5(I do it as a favor and because I love my sisters dearly) . My mom and I are not close, I once when I was first feeling some feelings tried to talk to her as to what made her sure dad was the one and I texted saying I would like to talk about it alone. She then brought it up in front of the whole dinning table as I was visiting in front of my sisters and dad, so I played it off as casual and we left it at that.
She questioned why I would go somewhere I have never been, she brought up all the horrible scenarios that could happen, to lighten the mood when she asked what I would do if I was dead there, I said I would be dead so at that point it didn't matter. Wrong thing to say as she goes off, I try to reassure her that I am taking precautions, I have done the research, the statistics, I looked up the area and airport layout, I know the way to the address he gave and yes, the video I had him take live, I only implied we were friends and not romantically inclined as I don't want to give her ammo to use. She told me why not take a friend with me and I can postpone my trip so they can go. (I brought that up to my friend later and said it was generous of my mom to offer to pay for her trip as she is between jobs and doesn't have her passport). Then my mom said that I would be going to a country without rules, when I brought up that the US has just as many crimes she said that the US is headed that way but we live in a small good town without corruption. To that I told her wasn't true as there is a drug house behind my friends apartment that the cops know about and that I knew a friend whos said his dad used to take bribes while he was a cop in that town.
She then said she may be naïve but she doesn't hang around the "kind of people who would know that". She tried to bring religion into it and asked why I would hang around non believers, I am close to my faith and said that how am I to show our God's love if I only hang out and interact with other Christians, to which she said I had a point and didn't bring up the religious angle again. After that we were going back and forth about finances and how my car is broken how could I think of going on the trip, my car broke about 2 months after I booked and planned my trip, and I am working to fix it. My mom as if it was a threat said to not expect her or my dad to drive anywhere to help me, to which I said I would never expect her to help me, to which her words were good, as she wouldn't bail me out. I am 100% paying for this trip myself, I have worked and saved for it and I have never been out of the country and looking for ways to make my trip as smooth as possible through research .
What I need to know is how do I navigate this situation, my parents are cold to me and I would be ok seeing them less, but my sisters are there and I cannot just leave and not be apart of their life. I love my parents, despite their faults they are the only people I view as my family beyond my found one. Is there a way to make
TLDR: My parents are being cold to me due to a trip I am taking to brazil to meet a male "friend", what can I do to make sure our relationship doesn't fall apart worse so I can be in my sister's lives?

Half past seven on a Thursday evening. Almost through to the weekend. Not quite yet, though.
Time for a cheap dinner and a true crime YouTube video on the TV. Volume up loud. Feet up.
"This video is brought to you by---"
Skip 30 seconds.
The horrifying case of [REDACTED]. Oh, that's funny. He shares my name.
The narrator explains the intricacies of the case. The background of the victim. The lack of public knowledge about what happened. The unknown identity of the perpetrator. The terrible fate of their victim. Left for dead and never to speak again. It was fascinating and my theorising brain gets to work as it always did. Trying to explain the unexplained. To unmask a suspect only described in the most nebulous of ways.
Still, though, it tries.
How could an unassuming young man be the victim of such an evil-spirited crime and there be no leads?
I would soon find out.
TV off. Brain still whizzing with ideas. Time to turn that off, too. Friday is a big day at work, rest is important. Sleep eventually comes.
A knock awakens me. The red lights of the alarm clock on the nightstand read 4 AM.
Who the fuck is knocking at 4 AM?
I open the door. Nobody. Not a soul. A little pink coloured note lies on the bristled doormat.
"Welcome to the show.
Kisses."
I figure it was a dream. Or a nightmare. Slapping myself ought to wake me up.
Slap.
Slap.
Slap.
No luck. Now I'm confused and have red cheeks. The note is the same as the one described in the video from last night. The note that started it all. Was somebody playing a stupid prank on me? How would they even know what I had been watching last night?
Head is spinning now. Sleep won't come and the note mocks me from the pillow beside mine. The first sunlight of the day peeking through my blinds jars me. I notice another note slipped under the door. Part of me knows what it'll read. Another part tries to forget.
"Tick.
Tock.
Tick.
Tock.
Tick.
Tock."
Heart sinks. The note is less pink and more red this time. I place it on top of the older one. They both sit.
Awaiting the next.
Work could wait. That thing today isn't important anymore. They'll understand when I show them the video.
The video.
I try to find it again. Type, search, scroll. Over and over. It hides from me. Out of sight, never out of mind. The name of the channel is beyond me too. I search outside of YouTube. My name, my town, my apartment building. Again, nothing. My existence remains as unremarkable as ever. But I know it shouldn't be.
Maybe the video was a warning?
I pace around the bedroom. Theorising. Planning a way out. The next note would be hand-delivered.
Maybe the video was a taunt?
Barricading the door could work. Good idea. The couch works perfectly. I push it along the linoleum floor and it sits just right underneath the handle. I'm safe. They can't get in.
The video had to be a taunt.
That's why I could never find it again.
They were playing with their food.
The clock ticks along. Tick. Tock. They'll be arriving soon. Sundown, supposedly.
The last ray of sunlight fizzles out.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
Polite. Timely. No words. No response from me, either. I stand frozen. Hoping for some otherworldly intervention. It doesn't come.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
It grows louder. Then louder. Then louder.
The door handle rattles. The frame heaves. Over and over. It'll give way soon.
It does.
A tall man in a hood and glasses. Shadowy. Anonymous. A blood-red note clutched in his hands. He places it on the floor. Slides it across to me.
"I thank you for your viewership oh-so-kindly.
Kisses."
He lumbers over to me. Cleaver in hand. A blank portrait of a man. Time slows to a crawl. I try to run. To throw the nearest objects at him. No luck. He lumbers still. Slowly. Deliberate.
Tongue was the first to go. Tongue went agonisingly. Unhurriedly. Blood spewed all over. Screams lowered in volume until the tongue was all gone. Then nothing. Not for want of trying. Fingers went next. One by one until ten.
Consciousness went at the same time.
A ray of sunlight jolted me awake once again. Morning. Saturday. I lay in a drying pool of viscous crimson-red blood. Screams are still stifled. I shuffle towards the nightstand to grab the phone. I need help. The notes still lay there. Perfectly preserved. The most important one atop the others.
"911 what is your emergency?"
No words.
"If you can't talk right now, please use the keypad to answer my questions."
"Are you hurt? Please press 1 on your keypad for yes and press 2 for no."
Instinctual pressing leads to blood on the keypad from stubby "fingers". I use my knuckles instead.
"1".
"Do you need immediate assistance? Again, press 1 on your keypad for yes and press 2 for no."
It hurts. I switch knuckles.
"1".
"Thank you, we will send a unit as soon as possible. Please stay on the line."
Pain sears through my body. My now incomplete body. I wait.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
Instinct screams at me. A mundane sound now takes on an intensely sinister energy.
I freeze, again.
This time, the right people break in.
I pass out, again.
A hospital room greets me the next time I awake. He did more damage than I thought. 13 weeks in a coma. Learning to walk again. To talk. To be something resembling normal.
Every day I find myself looking for that video.
Every day it remains out of sight.

So I quit playing but came back and I’m currently sitting at like a million power and level 16 town hall, but all these monsters around my base are lvl like 42 how do I even start catching up again