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2011.09.03 18:28 bartc88 MoneyTalks: isn't about money, it isn't about this subreddit neither
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2024.04.04 18:00 zerry47 NepalTalksMoney
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2024.06.09 10:26 Dull_Holiday949 Please read, feeling hopeless
Hi everyone. I’m 21 years old. I immigrated to US legally when I was 19 by myself. No friends/family here. I’ve had a little athletic career in Eastern Europe (jiu-jitsu) but ditched it away in a pursue of better life in America. In those two years I did many hard or dirty jobs. I worked in construction, moving, cleaning, did deliveries and all jobs I was able to find. Two years later I have only 1300$ of cash + need to pay taxes. My dream is to serve in army for 2-4 years and then go work in law enforcement, but because I don't have a green card I'm not allowed to enlist. And because I'm a refugee - the wait time is approximately 6-8 years just to get a green card. Government promises to process all claims in 180 days but in reality some people wait for 10 years and more. I'm from a military family and I know what to expect from service, I want to take a military path but I just can't because of my papers. So I'm just sitting here looking how I'm getting older each day without being able to go where I believe my purpose is. The only way to get around is to get married for a green card, but all I'm doing is working or training. I literally have 1 hour of free time every day and my finances are nowhere close to being able to find a girlfriend who l can later marry to start my military career. I can’t go back to full time jiu-jitsu because making a living from it is impossible. I can’t go study full time because I need to pay for my living and I’m in LA where I need at least 3k a month to survive. Getting those money requires having a full time job. And full time job is not compatible with full time studying. I look at stories of my friends and they all look so young and energetic. It’s like they didn’t change at all. And I look like I’m 30 already, I don’t even get asked ID at some places. I’m in a decent shape, but because of the stress that I’ve had I started to get bald, I have a beard. I worked under the sun a lot and. My skin and my hands are evidence to a manual labour I did. I feel like I’m 35+ years olds while I’m only 21. The whole picture is so sad and my hands are tied by immigration system which I have no influence on
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2024.06.09 10:25 Disastrous_Rub6848 Opinion on buying sekiro and Elden ring in 2024
really really interested in Elden ring based on the huge fan base it’s attracted since its release at first I hated the way it looked but I could just not have seen enough or someone good play the game still a littleeee skeptical and sekiro gameplay always looked rlly cool to me, im questioning if their worth buying at this point. Opinions from gamers who played both? I know their said to both be challenging which is fine just as long as their worth the money and time especially since their both basically still full price games. Let me know thanks!!
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2024.06.09 10:25 Wooleyty I met the Dogman at Raven's Nest and it took my sister. [Part one]
My name is Rory Fars, and my little sister, Lily Fars, is the last family I had left.
A heavy sense of dread settled over me like a suffocating blanket as I sat in the worn leather seat of Lily's old jeep. The car, a relic of our happier days, seemed to groan under our shared sorrow. Beside me, Lily, my best friend, and confidante, absentmindedly twirled a strand of her long, dark hair, which swayed gently in rhythm with the haunting melodies from the oldies station on the radio. This car had seen us through countless joyful journeys when our family was whole. Almost three years had passed since that fateful Christmas trip in Texas when our parents were tragically killed in a horrific multi-car pileup. The memory of their loss was a constant ache, a wound that never fully healed.
My dad was from Amarillo, Texas, so my parents often took trips down there, visiting the places that held so many memories for him. During one of these trips, just before Christmas, a sudden blizzard struck while they were on the freeway. The snow fell in blinding sheets, making the world outside a disorienting white blur. As they tried to slowly pull to the side, their vision obscured by the relentless storm, they never saw the car barreling toward them at least forty miles an hour. The impact was devastating, an abrupt and brutal end to their journey and, in many ways, to our lives as we had known them.
My parents were always sticklers for safety, insisting on seatbelts every time we got in the car. So, of course, they had theirs on during that fateful trip. The initial impact wasn't what killed them, the coroner explained to me. Not even the first hit from behind, which was going at least fifty miles an hour, was fatal. I had to practically shake the information out of him—they were so resistant to tell me anything at first. By the time the third car hit, with an unknown speed, their survival was already in jeopardy. The coroner said that by the fifth car, they were likely dead. But it didn't end there. Another twenty-three vehicles slammed into the back of the pile, each collision further crushing their bodies, reducing them to a horrific, unrecognizable state. Each jarring impact pushed my parents deeper into a gruesome amalgamation of twisted metal and shattered lives.
I don't know why I felt compelled to demand those details at the time, but I deeply regret it now. I wish I had never asked. Almost every night, unless I drink myself into oblivion, I am haunted by nightmares of what they endured. I dream of driving up to save them, only to be caught in the same deadly barrage of cars, ending in a twisted metal tomb for all of us.
Lily is never in those dreams. Even in my most horrific imaginings, I can't envision her being hurt. Lily is my little sister, younger by eight years and three months. Whenever I mention our age difference, I see the judgment in people's eyes, but what can I say? Our parents never stopped loving each other. They had Lily late in life; she became our shared joy, our living reminder of the love that had bound our family together.
Lily wasn't my twin in the literal sense, but ever since she was born, it felt like we shared the inexplicable connection that twins often describe. As she grew up, our bond only deepened—we acted, sounded, and even looked remarkably alike. She became my rock, especially after our parents' tragic deaths. We leaned on each other, cried into each other's shoulders, and somehow found the strength to move forward. We eventually moved in together, finding solace in a two-bedroom apartment that became our sanctuary.
Lily seemed to handle our parents' deaths better than I did, or maybe she was just better at distracting herself with technology. Even before their passing, Lily was addicted to any kind of digital screen she could manipulate. Her ability to navigate the digital world was unmatched; she was the most intelligent person I had ever met. Her intelligence was a beacon of light in the darkness that had enveloped us, a testament to her resilience and brilliance.
After my parents' death, I embarked on a quest to find my spirituality by delving into paranormal investigations. I hoped these pursuits would bring me closer to my parents in the afterlife, spiritual realm, or whatever you want to call it. Instead, it created a chasm between me and any sense of spiritual existence. Each investigation seemed to push me further from the answers I sought, leaving me feeling more isolated and disconnected than ever.
I had hoped that by exploring these paranormal claims, I would discover a way to reach out to my parents and feel their presence again. Yet, as the years have passed, this endeavor has only deepened my loneliness and sense of loss. Despite knowing how detrimental it is to my mental health, I can't bring myself to stop. The hope that the subsequent investigation will be the one that proves the existence of an afterlife and that I'll find a way to contact my parents keeps me going. It's a desperate, unrelenting pursuit for a connection that remains heartbreakingly out of reach.
I should have accepted their death and moved on like any sane person would. Instead, I let my grief fester and dragged my sister and a stranger, Mark, through my obsessive quest for answers. My relentless pursuit of the paranormal didn't just alienate me; it consumed us all, leading to their untimely deaths. My name is Rory Fars, and I am here to confess my side of the story about the missing case of Lily Fars and Mark Lawrence.
This is the truth about how my desperate search for a connection with the afterlife led to a nightmare from which none of us could escape.
To start off, no, Lily was not a student of Mark's who fell in love with him and then got jealous of me hitting on him, leading her to kill him and herself. I know that sounds ridiculous, but given some wild theories circulating online, I need to address this one specifically since it seems to be the most popular.
First and foremost, Mark Lawrence was not, nor has he ever been, a professor at a university. Lily and I met Mark at the Local Museum in Redlin, a town nestled deep in the Appalachian Mountains. He was the curator of an exhibit showcasing the history of Raven's Nest, a forgotten mining town that neither Lily nor I had ever heard of. This is where our story begins, in a place steeped in history and mystery, far removed from the convoluted theories that now cloud the truth.
We were constantly searching for new ideas for our podcast about paranormal claims. Each of our twenty-five episodes so far had concluded with a rational explanation, so when Mark told us about the curse of Harper, I was immediately intrigued.
Mark was an older man, likely in his mid-sixties, with a full head of silver hair and a beard that stubbornly clung to its youthful color, only lightly dusted with grey. He had a presence that commanded attention, and his stories about the curse were delivered with an intensity that drew me in.
On the other hand, Lily was always more interested in the technical aspects of the paranormal. She had her own theories and was determined to debunk every claim we investigated. She wasn't easily swayed by Mark's tales about the curse of Harper, but she was willing to listen and give him a chance to prove himself. Her skeptical mind constantly checked my enthusiasm, and together, we hoped to uncover the truth behind yet another paranormal mystery.
"Hello ladies, care to hear about the mysterious town of Raven's Nest?" Mark asked with theatrical enthusiasm.
Lily and I exchanged a knowing glance, trying to stifle our amusement. Despite our attempts to remain composed, a smirk played at the corners of our lips.
"We're all ears," I replied, my tone laced with a hint of sarcasm.
He sighed, almost as if he was disappointed that we said yes. Taking a deep breath, he seemed to steel himself for the task ahead. "Well, you see," he began, his voice tinged with uncertainty, "in the early twentieth century, a man named Harper Franstein exploited many men and children in the coal mines. By the mid-1920s, he had established his own settlement in a secluded valley, which he dubbed 'The Raven's Nest.' It was never officially recognized as a town, but that's the only name we have to go off of."
I could see the beads of sweat forming on Mark's brow as he struggled to recall every detail. Despite his initial enthusiasm, he now appeared flustered, his confidence waning. Eventually, he resorted to consulting his damp and crumpled notes, a sign of his growing unease.
"Um, anyway, yeah, um," he stuttered, audibly gulping as his nerves got the better of him. Lily couldn't contain her laughter, emitting a snicker that earned us a glare from Mark.
"Hey, just relax," I interjected, trying to diffuse the tension. "We're not here to judge or intimidate you." With a gentle touch on his forearm and a chuckle, I attempted to reassure him, hoping to ease his obvious discomfort.
He paused, sharing a chuckle with me, while Lily struggled to suppress her laughter and eventually excused herself, leaving just Mark and me. Evidently, he felt more at ease with fewer listeners, so he pressed on with his narrative.
"Anyway," he resumed, "Harper held complete control over the town and the mine, and he made sure everyone was acutely aware of that fact. When the disappearances began, he tried to sweep them under the rug, attributing them to anything but his own negligence in mining practices."
"What do you mean by 'negligence in mining practices'?" I interjected, eager to delve deeper into his intriguing tale.
He looked up, clearly pleased by my question. "Yes, exactly," he affirmed. "Harper adhered to a mining technique outlined by Dwight Brunst in the mid to late nineteenth century. This method mandated only one entry and exit point into the mine."
"Wait, so they were forbidden from creating additional exits?" I pressed for clarification.
"Not explicitly," he explained. "The practice advocated for just one entry and exit as it was believed to minimize the risk of cave-ins, at least in theory. However, there were instances where miners, feeling uneasy about this restriction, took matters into their own hands and carved out what they called 'Emergency Exits' for themselves. After about half of the town started going missing, Harper couldn't take criticism about how he responded, but most people say he was losing money quickly and didn't want to live in a world where he was poor. He walked into the mine, never to be seen again, much like the cave's past victims. Visitors report seeing and hearing Harper, trying to get them to leave."
As I stood there, listening to Mark's enthralling narrative, I found myself captivated by the mysterious allure of Raven's Nest. Unable to contain my curiosity, I decided to pose a question.
"So, what does the town look like now?" I inquired, eager to learn more about the present state of this enigmatic place.
Mark's demeanor shifted slightly as he rifled through his notes, a subtle indication that he didn't have a straightforward answer to my query.
"You've never been there?" I asked, my tone softening with genuine curiosity.
He flinched as though my question had struck a nerve. "Shhhhhh... shut up," he demanded, his voice tinged with unease.
Suppressing a chuckle, I leaned in closer and whispered, "Okay, hear me out. My sister Lily and I are investigating paranormal phenomena. Your story about Raven's Nest sounds like the perfect addition to our podcast. What do you say we compensate you for your guidance? Let's say, three hundred bucks?"
He straightened up, contemplating my proposition for a few moments. Without uttering a word, he extended his hand, and I met it halfway with my own, sealing our agreement with a firm handshake.
Our journey to Raven's Nest was no easy feat. Situated a good twenty miles from town and nestled deep within a dense valley. After all of the tight turns, narrow dirt roads, and steep inclines, it took us a grueling two and a half hours to go twenty-something miles, but we finally reached the outskirts of the infamous settlement. As we stood at the edge of the "Nest," anticipation mingled with trepidation, setting the stage for the eerie exploration that lay ahead.
I glanced at my phone; the time read 11:56 pm, signaling the late hour. Sensing the exhaustion weighing heavily, I suggested we catch a few hours of rest in Lily's jeep. Mark, though visibly unsettled, remained silent from the back seat, his arms folded tightly across his chest as he slumped against the window like a sulking child.
Drifting asleep in the passenger seat, I soon found myself ensnared in a nightmare. In my dream, Mark was being dragged away into the darkness, his desperate attempts to claw his way back to safety only resulting in broken fingertips. Despite his struggles, he was powerless against the unseen force pulling him inexorably into the abyss. Suddenly, I was alone, engulfed in utter darkness, my heart pounding with fear as I ran blindly from an unseen terror that seemed to pursue me relentlessly, its malevolent presence palpable but unseen.
I jolted awake, gasping for breath, my heart racing as the remnants of dread lingered in the pit of my stomach. It was morning, and I was struggling to adjust my vision. Lily's frantic but comforting voice broke through the haze of my terror, grounding me in reality. With her comforting embrace, I gradually calmed my racing thoughts, drawing deep, steadying breaths.
As we sat there, enveloped in each other's embrace, Mark approached the driver's side window with an unexpected question, "Alright, what's for breakfast?" His nonchalant tone and casual demeanor were a stark contrast to the harrowing nightmare that had just consumed my thoughts, momentarily dispelling the lingering specter of fear that had haunted my dreams.
Lily and I both look up at him and back at each other as we burst out into laughter.
Amidst our shared laughter, Lily and I exchanged amused glances before turning our attention back to Mark.
"Ha...ha, yeah. No, but seriously, what's for breakfast? Eggs, bacon, toast, at least?" Mark pressed, hoping for a more substantial response.
His earnest inquiry fueled our laughter further, our giggles echoing through the quiet night air. Eventually, we regained our composure and stepped out of the jeep, stretching our limbs after the cramped confines of the vehicle.
Mark awkwardly moves to the side, still waiting for an honest answer. Lily tossed him a granola bar, eliciting a bemused chuckle from him. With a shared understanding, we set off on foot, embarking on the hike into the town.
The path ahead was clear: a single dirt road that wound its way from the abandoned coal mine into the heart of the small settlement. The road, now overgrown and muddy from years of disuse, bore the marks of neglect and isolation. Wary of the treacherous conditions, Lily opted to forgo the risk of getting stuck, steering clear of the decrepit road that likely hadn't seen a traveler in at least half a century.
We parked Lily's jeep at the entrance to both the mine and the town of Raven's Nest, opting to proceed on foot from there. Standing at the mountain's peak, gazing down at the desolate town below, I couldn't help but ponder the history beneath the dilapidated structures. I imagined how this valley must have once been a pristine landscape cherished by the indigenous people who roamed its lush terrain.
"Jesus, this place is more like a shit nest," Mark muttered in disgust, his disdain evident in his tone.
Lily shot me a knowing glance, silently communicating her skepticism toward Mark's assessment of the town.
Deciding to put Mark's knowledge to the test, I casually inquired, "So, what year was this area founded?"
Mark's reaction was almost defensive as if my question had caught him off guard. He hesitated momentarily before fumbling for his note cards in his pocket, a telltale sign that he wasn't as knowledgeable as he let on.
Before he could respond, I interjected with another question, "Mark, how long have you worked at the museum?"
As Mark froze, his gaze locking onto mine like a deer caught in headlights, I watched him closely, waiting for any sign of hesitation or discomfort. My narrowed eyes bore into his, silently urging him to be honest.
Finally, breaking the tense silence, Mark confessed, "Look, this is only my first week. I... I haven't had the greatest time lately, and I really need the extra money. I'm sorry I lied, but I'll help however I can."
I met his gaze unwaveringly, sensing the sincerity in his words. Clearly, he was a man in need of redemption, grappling with his own personal struggles.
"Alright, alright, don't cry too much," I teased lightly, trying to ease the tension. Gesturing towards Lily, who was busy preparing her wireless motion cameras in her backpack, I continued, "Lily and I already figured that was the case. Honestly, we're surprised you agreed to come along."
Mark remained frozen, but the tension seemed to melt away from his expression, replaced by a tentative smile. It was a moment of shared understanding, a silent acknowledgment that he was still welcomed into our expedition despite his initial deception.
"Alright, I have the cams and portable batteries to make sure the cameras and anything we have with power can last," Lily said, her voice brimming with determination.
We began our descent into the town, our hiking boots struggling against the thick, clinging mud produced by the constant light rain and years of disuse. Each step was a battle, the mud threatening to swallow our boots with every move.
After an eternity of trudging through the muck, we finally reached the town's only paved road—the main road. It had taken us only about fifteen minutes to hike down, but navigating the muddy slope had sapped our energy. We paused for a break, taking a few minutes to clean off our boots and catch our breath.
As we rested, I noticed Lily rummaging through her bag with a focused intensity. Curious, I asked, "What are you looking for?"
"I brought five motion-detecting cameras that I want to set up strategically throughout the town," she replied, pulling out one of the cameras. She walked over to the nearest building, a structure that served as a post office, police station, and fire station. She positioned the camera outside the building so it was pointed at the only road leading in and out of the town.
"We need to cover all potential points of interest," she explained, securing the camera in place. "This one will monitor any activity on the main road. We should place the other cameras around key locations like the mine entrance, the town square, and some more intact buildings."
I nodded, appreciating her thoroughness. "Good idea. We need to make sure we capture anything unusual."
Mark, having finally caught his breath, joined us. "Alright, let's get these cameras set up and see what we can find," he said, a hint of excitement in his voice.
"Look," Lily said, turning her tablet screen toward us. She waved her hand in front of the camera she had just placed. The tablet displayed five squares on the interface, each meant to show a feed from one of the cameras. Since Lily had only set up one camera so far, only the bottom right square showed any footage pointed at the road leading out of town. She stopped waving her hand, and the feed went to a blue screen.
"What happened? Did we lose connection?" Mark asked frantically, his eyes wide with concern.
Lily cackled, struggling to contain her amusement. Composing herself, she waved her hand in front of the camera again, and the bottom right square showed her hand waving once more. "It's motion-activated. It's the best way to save on battery life," she explained.
Mark seemed to relax, though he was still catching his breath after the brief panic.
I glanced at my watch, noting the time. "It's 8:30. We're behind schedule. If you want to place the rest of your cameras, we better move now," I said, walking down the street.
Lily immediately got up and followed me, with Mark struggling to keep pace behind us. We reached the market building, and Lily positioned her second camera on the side of the road, pointing up at the market.
It's not much longer before we make it to the Town Hall. I suggest Lily place a camera nearby. She nods and heads into a building across from the Town Hall labeled, "Slaughterhouse: LOCAL ANIMALS ONLY."
As Lily explores the building to find an adequate spot for the camera, I wait for Mark to catch up. While I wait, I can't help but imagine this town in its prime, picturing the streets filled with families who loved each other.
My thoughts are abruptly cut off by a sound echoing in the distance—a roar unlike any I've ever heard. It was a mix of a human screaming in pain, the roar of a lion, and, near the end, the howl of a wolf. The chilling sound sent shivers down my spine.
I jump to my feet and immediately call out, "Lily, you okay?"
There's no response from Lily, but I'm interrupted by Mark finally catching up, panting heavily.
"Holy... shit... did you... hear that?" Mark said frantically between breaths.
"Yeah, we have to find Lily," I say, bolting into the slaughterhouse. I glance back to see Mark bracing himself on the steps of the Town Hall, struggling to keep up.
As I enter the building, the stench of rotting flesh hits me like a wave, causing me to gag. The smell is too fresh to be decades old.
"Lily? Lily, where are you?" I yell, using my shirt to shield my nose from the overwhelming odor.
"Rory, I'm in here!" I hear Lily yell from a room two doors down. I pass the first door, peeking in to ensure I hadn't misheard, but I wish I hadn't looked.
Inside the first room, I catch a glimpse of what appears to be a pile of animal carcasses, their decayed bodies arranged in a grotesque display. The sight is horrifying, the flesh still disturbingly fresh. The bile rises in my throat, but I force myself to focus on finding Lily.
I rush to the room where her voice came from, pushing the door open. Lily is there, setting up the camera, seemingly oblivious to the horror in the adjacent room. Relief floods through me as I see she's safe.
"Lily, did you hear that roar?" I ask, trying to keep my voice steady.
"Yeah, I heard it," she replies, her eyes wide with concern. "I was just finishing up here. Let's get back to Mark and figure out what that was." She had placed the camera in a window, pointing directly at the Town Hall.
We hurry back outside, where Mark still catches his breath as we meet between the buildings. "We need to stay together from now on," I say firmly, looking at both of them. "Whatever that noise was, it's not something we want to face alone."
"Let's check out the Town Hall!" Mark says excitedly as he slowly clambers through a broken window.
"Did he not just hear what I said?" I mutter under my breath, shaking my head in disbelief.
Lily gives me a shrug, her eyes reflecting a mix of amusement and exasperation. "Guess we're heading into the Town Hall then," she says, adjusting her backpack and walking towards the broken window.
I sigh and follow suit, hoisting myself up and carefully maneuvering through the jagged glass. Inside, the air is musty, filled with the scent of old paper and decaying wood. Dust motes float lazily in the beams of sunlight streaming through the cracked windows.
The main hall is vast and eerily silent, with rows of empty chairs facing a stage draped in tattered curtains. The walls are lined with faded portraits and yellowed maps of the town, remnants of a time when this place was alive and bustling.
Mark is already at the front, examining a large, decrepit desk. "Look at this," he says, his voice echoing in the empty space. "It's like stepping back in time."
I walk over, glancing at the old papers scattered across the desk. Most are mundane—meeting minutes, maintenance logs—but one catches my eye. It's a letter dated June 1925, addressed to Harper Franstein.
"Harper, the disappearances are becoming more frequent. The townsfolk are getting restless, and I fear they may take matters into their own hands if we don't act soon. We need to find out what's causing this before it's too late."
I read the letter aloud, and the room fell silent. "Sounds like things were getting pretty tense," Lily remarks, her voice subdued.
As I'm distracted by the time capsule in front of us, Mark sneaks off.
I'm not sure how long it was before she noticed, but I saw Lily looking around before saying, "Where the hell did Mark go?" breaking me out of my trance.
I look around, turning my head in all directions, and shrug at Lily. I hear shuffling in the second room down the hall, so I slowly walk toward it.
"Mark?" I call out.
Just then, a loud crash reverberates through the building, making it sound like the whole place was about to come down.
We run in and see Mark struggling to keep himself from falling into a giant hole that must've broken under his weight. Trying not to laugh, I glance at Lily. We help him up as he dramatically falls onto his back, wheezing as he catches his breath.
Lily and I can't contain our laughter anymore as we bust out laughing hard. Startled by our sudden outburst, Mark jumps in fear. He looks around, confused for a few seconds, before realizing that we are laughing at him.
"Jesus, thanks, I guess," he says, clearly thankful but annoyed by our reaction.
After we contained ourselves, we headed back outside, exiting through the window Mark entered through. He struggles to climb out, but after Lily gives him a hand, he is safely out of the Town Hall.
"Alright, Ror, where should we put the next camera?" Lily asks me.
I stop to think momentarily, trying to picture the town's layout. "I think the only place left is the neighborhood," I respond confidently. I always talk like that with Lily. Over the years, I've realized she is the only person I can have that much confidence around. With anyone else, I'm worried about saying something stupid or wrong or how they'll view me, but with my sister, everything is easy.
As I look at the replica map of the town in its heyday from the museum, I determine that the neighborhood is to the East. "Okay, looks like we head East past the Library. Let's go." I say, walking away.
It only takes about eight minutes to get to the long strip of road that housed the town's workers. According to the map, there were fifteen houses along this strip of road.
The houses stand eerily silent, their wooden frames weathered and decayed by time. We walk down the road, our footsteps crunching on the gravel and echoing in the stillness. The air feels heavier here like the past is watching us, waiting to reveal its secrets.
"Let's put the last cameras on that house at the end of the road," I suggest, pointing to a house that looks slightly less dilapidated than the others, "another one at the last house on the other side, and the last we can save for a spot you choose."
Lily nods and heads toward the first house, pulling another camera from her backpack. She sets it up on the porch, positioning it to capture the entire street, and does the same in the opposite house. As I stand with Mark breathing hard, still unable to catch his breath since we first got here, I can't shake the feeling that we're being watched. I glance around nervously but see nothing out of the ordinary.
"All set," Lily says, breaking my reverie, "Still no ideas for the last cam?" Lily asks me.
"Like I said, wherever you think it would be best. I feel like we have enough good spots and angles, so go wild with that one," I told her.
She smirked and kept walking next to me. Mark was still struggling behind, but after the town hall mishap, he was trying his best to keep up. I looked at my watch, and it read '12:30 pm'.
"Holy shit, it's already 12:30," I said in amazement, but no one else seemed fazed. It felt like we'd only been here thirty minutes, not almost four hours.
We walked back down the street. Lily and I had been discussing on the walk that she should put the last camera at the town's only stoplight in front of the Library.
As we made our way to it, I could have sworn I was seeing something moving fast past my vision in the corner of my eye. Every time I turned to look, it was gone. I chalked it up to being my imagination until Lily and Mark both experienced the same thing.
"What the fuck was that?" Mark asked as he ducked, bracing for something terrible to happen. Lily and I looked back at him and then at each other as we shrugged. It was after that that I started seeing things, too.
I confided in Lily about the unsettling visions and sounds, and she admitted she had experienced the same phenomena but had kept quiet, fearing Mark would dismiss her as paranoid.
"Well, it's probably just a cat or something," I said, attempting to downplay the situation, but neither seemed convinced.
We continued our trek, and I noticed that the more we walked, the more frequently I caught fleeting glimpses of movement in my peripheral vision. It was beginning to grate on my nerves.
Finally, we reached the light in front of the Library. As Lily mounted the camera, I felt a sense of satisfaction. We were making good progress, and it seemed like a suitable moment to start exploring the town more freely. We decided to split up and cover different sections of the town.
"Wait, we have to go alone? Why can't we stay together like you said?" Mark asked frantically, but Lily and I ignored him as we headed in separate directions. He continued to protest, but we paid him no mind. Eventually, I was either far enough away to not hear him anymore, or he had given up. Either way, I was happy to enjoy the eerie silence of the town.
As I wandered, the stillness of Raven's Nest enveloped me. With its decrepit buildings and overgrown streets, the town exuded an unsettling charm. It was as if I had stepped into a forgotten world, a place frozen in time with secrets waiting to be unearthed. The ambiance reminded me of an amusement park's haunted town section—artificially eerie yet irresistibly intriguing. Despite the creepiness, the mysterious vibe of the town kept me engaged and eager to explore its hidden corners.
I glanced at my watch again, only to find the time glaring back at me: 3:19 pm. It couldn't be right. There was no way it had been that long since I last checked. Panic seized me, and I called out for Lily, my voice tinged with urgency. She appeared beside me in a matter of minutes, her expression mirroring my concern.
"What's up, Ror? You okay?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.
"How long would you say it's been since you put the last camera down?" I inquired, my heart pounding in my chest.
Lily's brow furrowed as she struggled to come up with an answer. "Uh, I don't know, thirty minutes?" she hazarded a guess.
I held up my watch, displaying the time: 3:20 pm. Lily fell silent, her eyes widening in disbelief. She was never great with time, but missing almost three hours of our memory was unprecedented.
"There's no way. Your watch must be—" Lily began, her voice trailing off as she checked her own watch, only to freeze in shock when she found it displayed the same time as mine.
"Lil, something is going on," I stated, my voice tight and apprehensive. I glanced up at the sky, my stomach churning as I noticed the clouds darkening and rolling in from all sides of the valley.
The sky closed rapidly, ominous clouds obscuring the sun as thunder rumbled ominously against the mountains.
"Mark? Mark, where are—" I began to call out, but before I could finish, Mark emerged from behind a wall, appearing as if he'd been too frightened to venture far on his own.
"We have to get inside!" Mark exclaimed urgently, his voice tinged with fear.
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A heavy sense of dread settled over me like a suffocating blanket as I sat in the worn leather seat of Lily's old jeep. The car, a relic of our happier days, seemed to groan under our shared sorrow. Beside me, Lily, my best friend, and confidante, absentmindedly twirled a strand of her long, dark hair, which swayed gently in rhythm with the haunting melodies from the oldies station on the radio. This car had seen us through countless joyful journeys when our family was whole. Almost three years had passed since that fateful Christmas trip in Texas when our parents were tragically killed in a horrific multi-car pileup. The memory of their loss was a constant ache, a wound that never fully healed.
My dad was from Amarillo, Texas, so my parents often took trips down there, visiting the places that held so many memories for him. During one of these trips, just before Christmas, a sudden blizzard struck while they were on the freeway. The snow fell in blinding sheets, making the world outside a disorienting white blur. As they tried to slowly pull to the side, their vision obscured by the relentless storm, they never saw the car barreling toward them at least forty miles an hour. The impact was devastating, an abrupt and brutal end to their journey and, in many ways, to our lives as we had known them.
My parents were always sticklers for safety, insisting on seatbelts every time we got in the car. So, of course, they had theirs on during that fateful trip. The initial impact wasn't what killed them, the coroner explained to me. Not even the first hit from behind, which was going at least fifty miles an hour, was fatal. I had to practically shake the information out of him—they were so resistant to tell me anything at first. By the time the third car hit, with an unknown speed, their survival was already in jeopardy. The coroner said that by the fifth car, they were likely dead. But it didn't end there. Another twenty-three vehicles slammed into the back of the pile, each collision further crushing their bodies, reducing them to a horrific, unrecognizable state. Each jarring impact pushed my parents deeper into a gruesome amalgamation of twisted metal and shattered lives.
I don't know why I felt compelled to demand those details at the time, but I deeply regret it now. I wish I had never asked. Almost every night, unless I drink myself into oblivion, I am haunted by nightmares of what they endured. I dream of driving up to save them, only to be caught in the same deadly barrage of cars, ending in a twisted metal tomb for all of us.
Lily is never in those dreams. Even in my most horrific imaginings, I can't envision her being hurt. Lily is my little sister, younger by eight years and three months. Whenever I mention our age difference, I see the judgment in people's eyes, but what can I say? Our parents never stopped loving each other. They had Lily late in life; she became our shared joy, our living reminder of the love that had bound our family together.
Lily wasn't my twin in the literal sense, but ever since she was born, it felt like we shared the inexplicable connection that twins often describe. As she grew up, our bond only deepened—we acted, sounded, and even looked remarkably alike. She became my rock, especially after our parents' tragic deaths. We leaned on each other, cried into each other's shoulders, and somehow found the strength to move forward. We eventually moved in together, finding solace in a two-bedroom apartment that became our sanctuary.
Lily seemed to handle our parents' deaths better than I did, or maybe she was just better at distracting herself with technology. Even before their passing, Lily was addicted to any kind of digital screen she could manipulate. Her ability to navigate the digital world was unmatched; she was the most intelligent person I had ever met. Her intelligence was a beacon of light in the darkness that had enveloped us, a testament to her resilience and brilliance.
After my parents' death, I embarked on a quest to find my spirituality by delving into paranormal investigations. I hoped these pursuits would bring me closer to my parents in the afterlife, spiritual realm, or whatever you want to call it. Instead, it created a chasm between me and any sense of spiritual existence. Each investigation seemed to push me further from the answers I sought, leaving me feeling more isolated and disconnected than ever.
I had hoped that by exploring these paranormal claims, I would discover a way to reach out to my parents and feel their presence again. Yet, as the years have passed, this endeavor has only deepened my loneliness and sense of loss. Despite knowing how detrimental it is to my mental health, I can't bring myself to stop. The hope that the subsequent investigation will be the one that proves the existence of an afterlife and that I'll find a way to contact my parents keeps me going. It's a desperate, unrelenting pursuit for a connection that remains heartbreakingly out of reach.
I should have accepted their death and moved on like any sane person would. Instead, I let my grief fester and dragged my sister and a stranger, Mark, through my obsessive quest for answers. My relentless pursuit of the paranormal didn't just alienate me; it consumed us all, leading to their untimely deaths. My name is Rory Fars, and I am here to confess my side of the story about the missing case of Lily Fars and Mark Lawrence.
This is the truth about how my desperate search for a connection with the afterlife led to a nightmare from which none of us could escape.
To start off, no, Lily was not a student of Mark's who fell in love with him and then got jealous of me hitting on him, leading her to kill him and herself. I know that sounds ridiculous, but given some wild theories circulating online, I need to address this one specifically since it seems to be the most popular.
First and foremost, Mark Lawrence was not, nor has he ever been, a professor at a university. Lily and I met Mark at the Local Museum in Redlin, a town nestled deep in the Appalachian Mountains. He was the curator of an exhibit showcasing the history of Raven's Nest, a forgotten mining town that neither Lily nor I had ever heard of. This is where our story begins, in a place steeped in history and mystery, far removed from the convoluted theories that now cloud the truth.
We were constantly searching for new ideas for our podcast about paranormal claims. Each of our twenty-five episodes so far had concluded with a rational explanation, so when Mark told us about the curse of Harper, I was immediately intrigued.
Mark was an older man, likely in his mid-sixties, with a full head of silver hair and a beard that stubbornly clung to its youthful color, only lightly dusted with grey. He had a presence that commanded attention, and his stories about the curse were delivered with an intensity that drew me in.
On the other hand, Lily was always more interested in the technical aspects of the paranormal. She had her own theories and was determined to debunk every claim we investigated. She wasn't easily swayed by Mark's tales about the curse of Harper, but she was willing to listen and give him a chance to prove himself. Her skeptical mind constantly checked my enthusiasm, and together, we hoped to uncover the truth behind yet another paranormal mystery.
"Hello ladies, care to hear about the mysterious town of Raven's Nest?" Mark asked with theatrical enthusiasm.
Lily and I exchanged a knowing glance, trying to stifle our amusement. Despite our attempts to remain composed, a smirk played at the corners of our lips.
"We're all ears," I replied, my tone laced with a hint of sarcasm.
He sighed, almost as if he was disappointed that we said yes. Taking a deep breath, he seemed to steel himself for the task ahead. "Well, you see," he began, his voice tinged with uncertainty, "in the early twentieth century, a man named Harper Franstein exploited many men and children in the coal mines. By the mid-1920s, he had established his own settlement in a secluded valley, which he dubbed 'The Raven's Nest.' It was never officially recognized as a town, but that's the only name we have to go off of."
I could see the beads of sweat forming on Mark's brow as he struggled to recall every detail. Despite his initial enthusiasm, he now appeared flustered, his confidence waning. Eventually, he resorted to consulting his damp and crumpled notes, a sign of his growing unease.
"Um, anyway, yeah, um," he stuttered, audibly gulping as his nerves got the better of him. Lily couldn't contain her laughter, emitting a snicker that earned us a glare from Mark.
"Hey, just relax," I interjected, trying to diffuse the tension. "We're not here to judge or intimidate you." With a gentle touch on his forearm and a chuckle, I attempted to reassure him, hoping to ease his obvious discomfort.
He paused, sharing a chuckle with me, while Lily struggled to suppress her laughter and eventually excused herself, leaving just Mark and me. Evidently, he felt more at ease with fewer listeners, so he pressed on with his narrative.
"Anyway," he resumed, "Harper held complete control over the town and the mine, and he made sure everyone was acutely aware of that fact. When the disappearances began, he tried to sweep them under the rug, attributing them to anything but his own negligence in mining practices."
"What do you mean by 'negligence in mining practices'?" I interjected, eager to delve deeper into his intriguing tale.
He looked up, clearly pleased by my question. "Yes, exactly," he affirmed. "Harper adhered to a mining technique outlined by Dwight Brunst in the mid to late nineteenth century. This method mandated only one entry and exit point into the mine."
"Wait, so they were forbidden from creating additional exits?" I pressed for clarification.
"Not explicitly," he explained. "The practice advocated for just one entry and exit as it was believed to minimize the risk of cave-ins, at least in theory. However, there were instances where miners, feeling uneasy about this restriction, took matters into their own hands and carved out what they called 'Emergency Exits' for themselves. After about half of the town started going missing, Harper couldn't take criticism about how he responded, but most people say he was losing money quickly and didn't want to live in a world where he was poor. He walked into the mine, never to be seen again, much like the cave's past victims. Visitors report seeing and hearing Harper, trying to get them to leave."
As I stood there, listening to Mark's enthralling narrative, I found myself captivated by the mysterious allure of Raven's Nest. Unable to contain my curiosity, I decided to pose a question.
"So, what does the town look like now?" I inquired, eager to learn more about the present state of this enigmatic place.
Mark's demeanor shifted slightly as he rifled through his notes, a subtle indication that he didn't have a straightforward answer to my query.
"You've never been there?" I asked, my tone softening with genuine curiosity.
He flinched as though my question had struck a nerve. "Shhhhhh... shut up," he demanded, his voice tinged with unease.
Suppressing a chuckle, I leaned in closer and whispered, "Okay, hear me out. My sister Lily and I are investigating paranormal phenomena. Your story about Raven's Nest sounds like the perfect addition to our podcast. What do you say we compensate you for your guidance? Let's say, three hundred bucks?"
He straightened up, contemplating my proposition for a few moments. Without uttering a word, he extended his hand, and I met it halfway with my own, sealing our agreement with a firm handshake.
Our journey to Raven's Nest was no easy feat. Situated a good twenty miles from town and nestled deep within a dense valley. After all of the tight turns, narrow dirt roads, and steep inclines, it took us a grueling two and a half hours to go twenty-something miles, but we finally reached the outskirts of the infamous settlement. As we stood at the edge of the "Nest," anticipation mingled with trepidation, setting the stage for the eerie exploration that lay ahead.
I glanced at my phone; the time read 11:56 pm, signaling the late hour. Sensing the exhaustion weighing heavily, I suggested we catch a few hours of rest in Lily's jeep. Mark, though visibly unsettled, remained silent from the back seat, his arms folded tightly across his chest as he slumped against the window like a sulking child.
Drifting asleep in the passenger seat, I soon found myself ensnared in a nightmare. In my dream, Mark was being dragged away into the darkness, his desperate attempts to claw his way back to safety only resulting in broken fingertips. Despite his struggles, he was powerless against the unseen force pulling him inexorably into the abyss. Suddenly, I was alone, engulfed in utter darkness, my heart pounding with fear as I ran blindly from an unseen terror that seemed to pursue me relentlessly, its malevolent presence palpable but unseen.
I jolted awake, gasping for breath, my heart racing as the remnants of dread lingered in the pit of my stomach. It was morning, and I was struggling to adjust my vision. Lily's frantic but comforting voice broke through the haze of my terror, grounding me in reality. With her comforting embrace, I gradually calmed my racing thoughts, drawing deep, steadying breaths.
As we sat there, enveloped in each other's embrace, Mark approached the driver's side window with an unexpected question, "Alright, what's for breakfast?" His nonchalant tone and casual demeanor were a stark contrast to the harrowing nightmare that had just consumed my thoughts, momentarily dispelling the lingering specter of fear that had haunted my dreams.
Lily and I both look up at him and back at each other as we burst out into laughter.
Amidst our shared laughter, Lily and I exchanged amused glances before turning our attention back to Mark.
"Ha...ha, yeah. No, but seriously, what's for breakfast? Eggs, bacon, toast, at least?" Mark pressed, hoping for a more substantial response.
His earnest inquiry fueled our laughter further, our giggles echoing through the quiet night air. Eventually, we regained our composure and stepped out of the jeep, stretching our limbs after the cramped confines of the vehicle.
Mark awkwardly moves to the side, still waiting for an honest answer. Lily tossed him a granola bar, eliciting a bemused chuckle from him. With a shared understanding, we set off on foot, embarking on the hike into the town.
The path ahead was clear: a single dirt road that wound its way from the abandoned coal mine into the heart of the small settlement. The road, now overgrown and muddy from years of disuse, bore the marks of neglect and isolation. Wary of the treacherous conditions, Lily opted to forgo the risk of getting stuck, steering clear of the decrepit road that likely hadn't seen a traveler in at least half a century.
We parked Lily's jeep at the entrance to both the mine and the town of Raven's Nest, opting to proceed on foot from there. Standing at the mountain's peak, gazing down at the desolate town below, I couldn't help but ponder the history beneath the dilapidated structures. I imagined how this valley must have once been a pristine landscape cherished by the indigenous people who roamed its lush terrain.
"Jesus, this place is more like a shit nest," Mark muttered in disgust, his disdain evident in his tone.
Lily shot me a knowing glance, silently communicating her skepticism toward Mark's assessment of the town.
Deciding to put Mark's knowledge to the test, I casually inquired, "So, what year was this area founded?"
Mark's reaction was almost defensive as if my question had caught him off guard. He hesitated momentarily before fumbling for his note cards in his pocket, a telltale sign that he wasn't as knowledgeable as he let on.
Before he could respond, I interjected with another question, "Mark, how long have you worked at the museum?"
As Mark froze, his gaze locking onto mine like a deer caught in headlights, I watched him closely, waiting for any sign of hesitation or discomfort. My narrowed eyes bore into his, silently urging him to be honest.
Finally, breaking the tense silence, Mark confessed, "Look, this is only my first week. I... I haven't had the greatest time lately, and I really need the extra money. I'm sorry I lied, but I'll help however I can."
I met his gaze unwaveringly, sensing the sincerity in his words. Clearly, he was a man in need of redemption, grappling with his own personal struggles.
"Alright, alright, don't cry too much," I teased lightly, trying to ease the tension. Gesturing towards Lily, who was busy preparing her wireless motion cameras in her backpack, I continued, "Lily and I already figured that was the case. Honestly, we're surprised you agreed to come along."
Mark remained frozen, but the tension seemed to melt away from his expression, replaced by a tentative smile. It was a moment of shared understanding, a silent acknowledgment that he was still welcomed into our expedition despite his initial deception.
"Alright, I have the cams and portable batteries to make sure the cameras and anything we have with power can last," Lily said, her voice brimming with determination.
We began our descent into the town, our hiking boots struggling against the thick, clinging mud produced by the constant light rain and years of disuse. Each step was a battle, the mud threatening to swallow our boots with every move.
After an eternity of trudging through the muck, we finally reached the town's only paved road—the main road. It had taken us only about fifteen minutes to hike down, but navigating the muddy slope had sapped our energy. We paused for a break, taking a few minutes to clean off our boots and catch our breath.
As we rested, I noticed Lily rummaging through her bag with a focused intensity. Curious, I asked, "What are you looking for?"
"I brought five motion-detecting cameras that I want to set up strategically throughout the town," she replied, pulling out one of the cameras. She walked over to the nearest building, a structure that served as a post office, police station, and fire station. She positioned the camera outside the building so it was pointed at the only road leading in and out of the town.
"We need to cover all potential points of interest," she explained, securing the camera in place. "This one will monitor any activity on the main road. We should place the other cameras around key locations like the mine entrance, the town square, and some more intact buildings."
I nodded, appreciating her thoroughness. "Good idea. We need to make sure we capture anything unusual."
Mark, having finally caught his breath, joined us. "Alright, let's get these cameras set up and see what we can find," he said, a hint of excitement in his voice.
"Look," Lily said, turning her tablet screen toward us. She waved her hand in front of the camera she had just placed. The tablet displayed five squares on the interface, each meant to show a feed from one of the cameras. Since Lily had only set up one camera so far, only the bottom right square showed any footage pointed at the road leading out of town. She stopped waving her hand, and the feed went to a blue screen.
"What happened? Did we lose connection?" Mark asked frantically, his eyes wide with concern.
Lily cackled, struggling to contain her amusement. Composing herself, she waved her hand in front of the camera again, and the bottom right square showed her hand waving once more. "It's motion-activated. It's the best way to save on battery life," she explained.
Mark seemed to relax, though he was still catching his breath after the brief panic.
I glanced at my watch, noting the time. "It's 8:30. We're behind schedule. If you want to place the rest of your cameras, we better move now," I said, walking down the street.
Lily immediately got up and followed me, with Mark struggling to keep pace behind us. We reached the market building, and Lily positioned her second camera on the side of the road, pointing up at the market.
It's not much longer before we make it to the Town Hall. I suggest Lily place a camera nearby. She nods and heads into a building across from the Town Hall labeled, "Slaughterhouse: LOCAL ANIMALS ONLY."
As Lily explores the building to find an adequate spot for the camera, I wait for Mark to catch up. While I wait, I can't help but imagine this town in its prime, picturing the streets filled with families who loved each other.
My thoughts are abruptly cut off by a sound echoing in the distance—a roar unlike any I've ever heard. It was a mix of a human screaming in pain, the roar of a lion, and, near the end, the howl of a wolf. The chilling sound sent shivers down my spine.
I jump to my feet and immediately call out, "Lily, you okay?"
There's no response from Lily, but I'm interrupted by Mark finally catching up, panting heavily.
"Holy... shit... did you... hear that?" Mark said frantically between breaths.
"Yeah, we have to find Lily," I say, bolting into the slaughterhouse. I glance back to see Mark bracing himself on the steps of the Town Hall, struggling to keep up.
As I enter the building, the stench of rotting flesh hits me like a wave, causing me to gag. The smell is too fresh to be decades old.
"Lily? Lily, where are you?" I yell, using my shirt to shield my nose from the overwhelming odor.
"Rory, I'm in here!" I hear Lily yell from a room two doors down. I pass the first door, peeking in to ensure I hadn't misheard, but I wish I hadn't looked.
Inside the first room, I catch a glimpse of what appears to be a pile of animal carcasses, their decayed bodies arranged in a grotesque display. The sight is horrifying, the flesh still disturbingly fresh. The bile rises in my throat, but I force myself to focus on finding Lily.
I rush to the room where her voice came from, pushing the door open. Lily is there, setting up the camera, seemingly oblivious to the horror in the adjacent room. Relief floods through me as I see she's safe.
"Lily, did you hear that roar?" I ask, trying to keep my voice steady.
"Yeah, I heard it," she replies, her eyes wide with concern. "I was just finishing up here. Let's get back to Mark and figure out what that was." She had placed the camera in a window, pointing directly at the Town Hall.
We hurry back outside, where Mark still catches his breath as we meet between the buildings. "We need to stay together from now on," I say firmly, looking at both of them. "Whatever that noise was, it's not something we want to face alone."
"Let's check out the Town Hall!" Mark says excitedly as he slowly clambers through a broken window.
"Did he not just hear what I said?" I mutter under my breath, shaking my head in disbelief.
Lily gives me a shrug, her eyes reflecting a mix of amusement and exasperation. "Guess we're heading into the Town Hall then," she says, adjusting her backpack and walking towards the broken window.
I sigh and follow suit, hoisting myself up and carefully maneuvering through the jagged glass. Inside, the air is musty, filled with the scent of old paper and decaying wood. Dust motes float lazily in the beams of sunlight streaming through the cracked windows.
The main hall is vast and eerily silent, with rows of empty chairs facing a stage draped in tattered curtains. The walls are lined with faded portraits and yellowed maps of the town, remnants of a time when this place was alive and bustling.
Mark is already at the front, examining a large, decrepit desk. "Look at this," he says, his voice echoing in the empty space. "It's like stepping back in time."
I walk over, glancing at the old papers scattered across the desk. Most are mundane—meeting minutes, maintenance logs—but one catches my eye. It's a letter dated June 1925, addressed to Harper Franstein.
"Harper, the disappearances are becoming more frequent. The townsfolk are getting restless, and I fear they may take matters into their own hands if we don't act soon. We need to find out what's causing this before it's too late."
I read the letter aloud, and the room fell silent. "Sounds like things were getting pretty tense," Lily remarks, her voice subdued.
As I'm distracted by the time capsule in front of us, Mark sneaks off.
I'm not sure how long it was before she noticed, but I saw Lily looking around before saying, "Where the hell did Mark go?" breaking me out of my trance.
I look around, turning my head in all directions, and shrug at Lily. I hear shuffling in the second room down the hall, so I slowly walk toward it.
"Mark?" I call out.
Just then, a loud crash reverberates through the building, making it sound like the whole place was about to come down.
We run in and see Mark struggling to keep himself from falling into a giant hole that must've broken under his weight. Trying not to laugh, I glance at Lily. We help him up as he dramatically falls onto his back, wheezing as he catches his breath.
Lily and I can't contain our laughter anymore as we bust out laughing hard. Startled by our sudden outburst, Mark jumps in fear. He looks around, confused for a few seconds, before realizing that we are laughing at him.
"Jesus, thanks, I guess," he says, clearly thankful but annoyed by our reaction.
After we contained ourselves, we headed back outside, exiting through the window Mark entered through. He struggles to climb out, but after Lily gives him a hand, he is safely out of the Town Hall.
"Alright, Ror, where should we put the next camera?" Lily asks me.
I stop to think momentarily, trying to picture the town's layout. "I think the only place left is the neighborhood," I respond confidently. I always talk like that with Lily. Over the years, I've realized she is the only person I can have that much confidence around. With anyone else, I'm worried about saying something stupid or wrong or how they'll view me, but with my sister, everything is easy.
As I look at the replica map of the town in its heyday from the museum, I determine that the neighborhood is to the East. "Okay, looks like we head East past the Library. Let's go." I say, walking away.
It only takes about eight minutes to get to the long strip of road that housed the town's workers. According to the map, there were fifteen houses along this strip of road.
The houses stand eerily silent, their wooden frames weathered and decayed by time. We walk down the road, our footsteps crunching on the gravel and echoing in the stillness. The air feels heavier here like the past is watching us, waiting to reveal its secrets.
"Let's put the last cameras on that house at the end of the road," I suggest, pointing to a house that looks slightly less dilapidated than the others, "another one at the last house on the other side, and the last we can save for a spot you choose."
Lily nods and heads toward the first house, pulling another camera from her backpack. She sets it up on the porch, positioning it to capture the entire street, and does the same in the opposite house. As I stand with Mark breathing hard, still unable to catch his breath since we first got here, I can't shake the feeling that we're being watched. I glance around nervously but see nothing out of the ordinary.
"All set," Lily says, breaking my reverie, "Still no ideas for the last cam?" Lily asks me.
"Like I said, wherever you think it would be best. I feel like we have enough good spots and angles, so go wild with that one," I told her.
She smirked and kept walking next to me. Mark was still struggling behind, but after the town hall mishap, he was trying his best to keep up. I looked at my watch, and it read '12:30 pm'.
"Holy shit, it's already 12:30," I said in amazement, but no one else seemed fazed. It felt like we'd only been here thirty minutes, not almost four hours.
We walked back down the street. Lily and I had been discussing on the walk that she should put the last camera at the town's only stoplight in front of the Library.
As we made our way to it, I could have sworn I was seeing something moving fast past my vision in the corner of my eye. Every time I turned to look, it was gone. I chalked it up to being my imagination until Lily and Mark both experienced the same thing.
"What the fuck was that?" Mark asked as he ducked, bracing for something terrible to happen. Lily and I looked back at him and then at each other as we shrugged. It was after that that I started seeing things, too.
I confided in Lily about the unsettling visions and sounds, and she admitted she had experienced the same phenomena but had kept quiet, fearing Mark would dismiss her as paranoid.
"Well, it's probably just a cat or something," I said, attempting to downplay the situation, but neither seemed convinced.
We continued our trek, and I noticed that the more we walked, the more frequently I caught fleeting glimpses of movement in my peripheral vision. It was beginning to grate on my nerves.
Finally, we reached the light in front of the Library. As Lily mounted the camera, I felt a sense of satisfaction. We were making good progress, and it seemed like a suitable moment to start exploring the town more freely. We decided to split up and cover different sections of the town.
"Wait, we have to go alone? Why can't we stay together like you said?" Mark asked frantically, but Lily and I ignored him as we headed in separate directions. He continued to protest, but we paid him no mind. Eventually, I was either far enough away to not hear him anymore, or he had given up. Either way, I was happy to enjoy the eerie silence of the town.
As I wandered, the stillness of Raven's Nest enveloped me. With its decrepit buildings and overgrown streets, the town exuded an unsettling charm. It was as if I had stepped into a forgotten world, a place frozen in time with secrets waiting to be unearthed. The ambiance reminded me of an amusement park's haunted town section—artificially eerie yet irresistibly intriguing. Despite the creepiness, the mysterious vibe of the town kept me engaged and eager to explore its hidden corners.
I glanced at my watch again, only to find the time glaring back at me: 3:19 pm. It couldn't be right. There was no way it had been that long since I last checked. Panic seized me, and I called out for Lily, my voice tinged with urgency. She appeared beside me in a matter of minutes, her expression mirroring my concern.
"What's up, Ror? You okay?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.
"How long would you say it's been since you put the last camera down?" I inquired, my heart pounding in my chest.
Lily's brow furrowed as she struggled to come up with an answer. "Uh, I don't know, thirty minutes?" she hazarded a guess.
I held up my watch, displaying the time: 3:20 pm. Lily fell silent, her eyes widening in disbelief. She was never great with time, but missing almost three hours of our memory was unprecedented.
"There's no way. Your watch must be—" Lily began, her voice trailing off as she checked her own watch, only to freeze in shock when she found it displayed the same time as mine.
"Lil, something is going on," I stated, my voice tight and apprehensive. I glanced up at the sky, my stomach churning as I noticed the clouds darkening and rolling in from all sides of the valley.
The sky closed rapidly, ominous clouds obscuring the sun as thunder rumbled ominously against the mountains.
"Mark? Mark, where are—" I began to call out, but before I could finish, Mark emerged from behind a wall, appearing as if he'd been too frightened to venture far on his own.
"We have to get inside!" Mark exclaimed urgently, his voice tinged with fear.
2024.06.09 10:25 ghijkgla Talking about money in NZ
We're emigrating from the UK in a couple of months.
Is talking about money in conversation culturally acceptable in NZ or is it more like the UK where it's taboo?
I've been heavily influenced by my American friends when it comes to talking money. Not in a vulgar, "look at how much I have" or whatever but more in supporting friends win with money, working to get out of debt, smart investing strategies etc.
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Is talking about money in conversation culturally acceptable in NZ or is it more like the UK where it's taboo?
I've been heavily influenced by my American friends when it comes to talking money. Not in a vulgar, "look at how much I have" or whatever but more in supporting friends win with money, working to get out of debt, smart investing strategies etc.
2024.06.09 10:23 sugemeumpenem is this a reasonable work accommodation request?
I’ve been at my job for about 9 months and have already had some accommodations in place since the day I started but now that they have told me multiple times to let them know if I think of anything else that would help me. I have a good relationship with management and generally everyone at the company has been fairly accepting of my needs so far but it’s my first corporate job so I feel like I don’t have a good sense of what sort of accommodations I can reasonably expect to to granted.
Basically I want to be excused from the networking portion of work events and not be expected to go to events where the main purpose is networking. My role doesn’t include events management or any kind of relationship building and I know networking is a life skill but I have found my own way of doing it, it’s very possible to do outside of purpose-built ‘networking events’ where I just get sent into a room full of strangers and told ‘now network’.
Any event where people are just walking up to each other and making small talk fills me with absolute dread and I’m very easily overwhelmed by crowded rooms and unstructured time so I nearly always spend the ‘lunch and networking’ portion of any work event fighting off a meltdown, alternating between standing in a corner pretending to be on the the phone, taking unnecessarily long trips to the bathroom and awkwardly following my coworkers around like a lost puppy and standing next to them in silence while they talk to people.
For example, my company is organising a conference on Monday which is mandatory for all of our employees to attend and I’m fine with sitting in conference sessions but there is around 2 hours of networking/mingling during the breaks between panel discussions which we are also expected to take part in. To make matters worse, the venue has no quiet/private space that we can access, so if I get overwhelmed I will have literally nowhere to go besides hiding in the bathroom. This makes me very anxious about the whole day, to the point where I don’t know if I’ll even be able to focus on what I’m supposed to be doing during the conference sessions because so much of my headspace will be taken up dreading and then recovering from the networking breaks. It would be so much better if they would just give me permission to go and sit outside for 2 hours, or even just make sure I have a job to do during that time like setting up for the next session- I really don’t care if it means I don’t get a break all day, I never take a lunch break anyway because I struggle with task switching and don’t like to break my flow. It’s not like I’m doing any useful networking anyway so it wouldn’t lose the company any relation-building opportunities, and I’m not even someone people would want to network with because I’m the most junior person in the whole company so there’s really nothing they can learn from me or gain professionally from knowing me.
Has anyone ever requested to not attend certain events as an accommodation and how did it go?
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Basically I want to be excused from the networking portion of work events and not be expected to go to events where the main purpose is networking. My role doesn’t include events management or any kind of relationship building and I know networking is a life skill but I have found my own way of doing it, it’s very possible to do outside of purpose-built ‘networking events’ where I just get sent into a room full of strangers and told ‘now network’.
Any event where people are just walking up to each other and making small talk fills me with absolute dread and I’m very easily overwhelmed by crowded rooms and unstructured time so I nearly always spend the ‘lunch and networking’ portion of any work event fighting off a meltdown, alternating between standing in a corner pretending to be on the the phone, taking unnecessarily long trips to the bathroom and awkwardly following my coworkers around like a lost puppy and standing next to them in silence while they talk to people.
For example, my company is organising a conference on Monday which is mandatory for all of our employees to attend and I’m fine with sitting in conference sessions but there is around 2 hours of networking/mingling during the breaks between panel discussions which we are also expected to take part in. To make matters worse, the venue has no quiet/private space that we can access, so if I get overwhelmed I will have literally nowhere to go besides hiding in the bathroom. This makes me very anxious about the whole day, to the point where I don’t know if I’ll even be able to focus on what I’m supposed to be doing during the conference sessions because so much of my headspace will be taken up dreading and then recovering from the networking breaks. It would be so much better if they would just give me permission to go and sit outside for 2 hours, or even just make sure I have a job to do during that time like setting up for the next session- I really don’t care if it means I don’t get a break all day, I never take a lunch break anyway because I struggle with task switching and don’t like to break my flow. It’s not like I’m doing any useful networking anyway so it wouldn’t lose the company any relation-building opportunities, and I’m not even someone people would want to network with because I’m the most junior person in the whole company so there’s really nothing they can learn from me or gain professionally from knowing me.
Has anyone ever requested to not attend certain events as an accommodation and how did it go?
2024.06.09 10:21 Environmental_Cry_51 Was it a scam?
Hey everyone, here’s what happened:
I was waiting for a taxi at a bad time. I thought I wouldn’t find one, but luckily, a taxi came and picked me up.
For 15min, he kept talking about how he just got robbed because he left the car’s door open. He said he’s been working since 4:30am (it was 2pm) but couldn’t go back home yet as he lost all his earnings.
Then, hid ‘dad’ called and asked him to get some bread before coming home. He answered ‘sure’ and then, after hanging up, started thinking (out loud) about how he would afford that.
Just wanted to know: is this a common scam to make clients feel bad and give money? That’s what I did but I just wanted to know if this was a famous scheme.
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I was waiting for a taxi at a bad time. I thought I wouldn’t find one, but luckily, a taxi came and picked me up.
For 15min, he kept talking about how he just got robbed because he left the car’s door open. He said he’s been working since 4:30am (it was 2pm) but couldn’t go back home yet as he lost all his earnings.
Then, hid ‘dad’ called and asked him to get some bread before coming home. He answered ‘sure’ and then, after hanging up, started thinking (out loud) about how he would afford that.
Just wanted to know: is this a common scam to make clients feel bad and give money? That’s what I did but I just wanted to know if this was a famous scheme.
2024.06.09 10:20 ThrowRASeaView1 How to navigate a relationship when my F35 partner M36 is grieving?
My partner and I met and started dating days after their parent got diagnosed with a terminal illness. Their parent passed away within 6 months and I wasn’t welcome at the funeral since we were only dating. Needless to say, our dating phase was quite tumultuous since he understandably prioritised visiting his father and on top of that he has a busy job. I knew what I signed up for, but struggled to understand how to support him. He would tell me he that I was supportive enough. After his fathers passing he hardly mentioned him or never wanted to talk about how he felt, because I did not know his father and never met him. As we moved from dating into an official relationship, I struggled myself due to my traumatic past and my partner triggered various emotional responses. As we communicate quite well, we discussed our behaviour and actions and managed to navigate relatively calmly since then until the following events. He has been unable to talk to me in person about their parent passing away, but at a group gathering of his friends he spoke in great detail about it. I felt hurt, because I didn’t hear the full story (when I had returned from the bathroom he was already talking about it) and whenever I asked him about it he considered it to be bad timing. On top of that, one of his other close relatives passed away very recently. I try to be there for him and asked him if he wanted me to be there at the funeral to support him. He said that he would think about it, but never got back to me. A few days before the funeral, I followed up with him and he said it was inappropriate for me to be there because I never met his relative and I should have known implicitly that it was inappropriate. He also told me again that he didn’t want to discuss his grief with me because I didn’t know his parent or relative. I got angry at him because I felt it was unfair for him to say this when he never actually gave me the chance to meet either of them. It is difficult for me to resonate with the idea that he wants to pretend that everything should be good/happy/relaxed/joyful when we are together and he tries to pretend that everything is okay. On the one hand, I think part of a healthy intimate relationship is allowing yourself to feel really sad and hurt about painful events in life. On the other hand, I feel like I must respect his way of dealing with his loss, even if it excludes me. However, I struggle with this because I see he is hurting. In return, it actually has made me become frustrated because I feel left out and we had a big argument over it. I feel embarrassed now, because I know I should’ve reacted more empathetic. We decided to give each other a few days of space and we will have a conversation about it again next week. I am seeking advice on how to navigate the conversation and how to deal with him since he is obviously grieving the loss of two people close to him?
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2024.06.09 10:17 Express_Ad4282 Blaming my parents
I feel like my parents are partly to blame for my weight.
When I was younger my parents were kinda strict with food. Not that it was strict in the way that everything had too be healthy, just like I could not waste food. They would dig through the trash to see if I threw away food, and sometimes if I "wasted" food by throwing it away cause I wasn't hungry anymore, they would yell at me and I wouldn't be allowed to eat for the rest of the day or night. It kinda made me just feel guilty when throwing away food. I've just always felt like I had to finish my plate no matter if I was full or not and that obviously led me to making myself over eat so I wouldn't get introuble or feel guilty about it.
Another thing is like anytime I went to the doctors and they sent us to a nutritionist person thing my parents, especially my mom, never took it seriously. Like there's been atleast 15 follow up doctor visits that just never happened, and when the doctors did try to set a diet for me my mom never bought food to help me with that. I also have 4 sisters, so it just always felt like I never mattered. My needs and things with health either mentally or physically always got overlooked, so nothing has ever improved its just gotten worse. I cut off my mom recently tho and moved in with my dad. The problem now is that my dad doesn't have as much money so he cant afford healthy food, and he isn't my biological father so he can't even set up doctors visits or dentist visits or anything. I'm honestly just tired and I feel like I trauma dump in all my posts too much lol
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When I was younger my parents were kinda strict with food. Not that it was strict in the way that everything had too be healthy, just like I could not waste food. They would dig through the trash to see if I threw away food, and sometimes if I "wasted" food by throwing it away cause I wasn't hungry anymore, they would yell at me and I wouldn't be allowed to eat for the rest of the day or night. It kinda made me just feel guilty when throwing away food. I've just always felt like I had to finish my plate no matter if I was full or not and that obviously led me to making myself over eat so I wouldn't get introuble or feel guilty about it.
Another thing is like anytime I went to the doctors and they sent us to a nutritionist person thing my parents, especially my mom, never took it seriously. Like there's been atleast 15 follow up doctor visits that just never happened, and when the doctors did try to set a diet for me my mom never bought food to help me with that. I also have 4 sisters, so it just always felt like I never mattered. My needs and things with health either mentally or physically always got overlooked, so nothing has ever improved its just gotten worse. I cut off my mom recently tho and moved in with my dad. The problem now is that my dad doesn't have as much money so he cant afford healthy food, and he isn't my biological father so he can't even set up doctors visits or dentist visits or anything. I'm honestly just tired and I feel like I trauma dump in all my posts too much lol
2024.06.09 10:17 Confusedaircooler GF is starting to wear me down with the way she handles her insecurities
My GF is amazing. We've known eachother on a deeply personal level for 3-4 years and have dated for almost 1.
I don't want to lose her, and I enjoy her company very much. She's very good to me. However, for the entire duration we've known eachother she's always had the same recurring insecurities that (I'm sure) are not uncommon, most prominently her weight which I will use as the example for this post. (and just for context: On any BMI scale, she's in the healthy range for her age & height)
This topic/insecurity comes back every month or 2 and it will destroy her entire mood for a few days to weeks. I've tried everything I can think of:
Nothing helps. She'll rebuke my support and compliments. I call her beautiful and she'll tell me "well that's just your opinion, I don't think I'm pretty". She asks me if I can notice she gained weight, I tell her I don't notice any weight gain and she'll tell me I'm lying to spare her feelings. Even though she refuses to use a scale so there's no evidence she even gained weight besides her self-image when she looks in the mirror.
I offer solutions like exercise and she'll refuse them saying "she's no good at sports". She asks me what a healthy food is she can use for dieting, I'll recommend something like chicken since it's healthy, low in saturated fats and keeps you full and she'll say "I don't want to eat too much chicken" without any plausible reason, "just because".
It's gotten to the point that (because I cannot offer her any sort of consolation) it's wearing me down and I get this "Oh boy, here we go again" feeling of frustration when I notice her mood dropping due to this cause.
However, if I DON'T actively engage in talking about it with her (as in: I don't ask what's wrong when she obviously wants me to notice her declining mood) she will instantly start to question our relationship and that "things have changed".
She means so much to me and I don't want to be selfish, but it's really wearing me down being stuck in this carousel of having to engage with a problem I cannot provide any relief or solutions in.
We're both early 30's, I don't think this is an age where we should still be playing this cat & mouse game and not being able to handle our insecurities in a healthy manner.
I really just needed to vent but any sort of advice would be greatly appreciated.
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I don't want to lose her, and I enjoy her company very much. She's very good to me. However, for the entire duration we've known eachother she's always had the same recurring insecurities that (I'm sure) are not uncommon, most prominently her weight which I will use as the example for this post. (and just for context: On any BMI scale, she's in the healthy range for her age & height)
This topic/insecurity comes back every month or 2 and it will destroy her entire mood for a few days to weeks. I've tried everything I can think of:
- Being supportive and just listening so she can vent her insecurities and frustrations without being judged.
- Offering solutions (healthy dieting, exercise).
- Offering to do these things (the above) together.
Nothing helps. She'll rebuke my support and compliments. I call her beautiful and she'll tell me "well that's just your opinion, I don't think I'm pretty". She asks me if I can notice she gained weight, I tell her I don't notice any weight gain and she'll tell me I'm lying to spare her feelings. Even though she refuses to use a scale so there's no evidence she even gained weight besides her self-image when she looks in the mirror.
I offer solutions like exercise and she'll refuse them saying "she's no good at sports". She asks me what a healthy food is she can use for dieting, I'll recommend something like chicken since it's healthy, low in saturated fats and keeps you full and she'll say "I don't want to eat too much chicken" without any plausible reason, "just because".
It's gotten to the point that (because I cannot offer her any sort of consolation) it's wearing me down and I get this "Oh boy, here we go again" feeling of frustration when I notice her mood dropping due to this cause.
However, if I DON'T actively engage in talking about it with her (as in: I don't ask what's wrong when she obviously wants me to notice her declining mood) she will instantly start to question our relationship and that "things have changed".
She means so much to me and I don't want to be selfish, but it's really wearing me down being stuck in this carousel of having to engage with a problem I cannot provide any relief or solutions in.
We're both early 30's, I don't think this is an age where we should still be playing this cat & mouse game and not being able to handle our insecurities in a healthy manner.
I really just needed to vent but any sort of advice would be greatly appreciated.
2024.06.09 10:15 krzysztowf Looking for an advice: Should we buy a flat short term?
TLDR: Is it insane buying a 240k flat to live in (with mortgage) with possibility of moving out in 2 years?
Hi all,
Me and my wife are foreigners who planned on moving back to our home country (Poland) in 2019-ish. That's why we had bought a flat there. However COVID happened, which messed with our plans, then we had a second child and here we are. On and off we had ideas of buing a flat in Wales for us to live in, but we always had in mind we might not stay for too long for it to be a good idea (and yet it's our 10th year in Wales now, so we should have done that). Currently, I changed jobs and am earning 1k monthly more than before and we thought we probably should make a move to own a flat as this extra money would cover (almost) the mortgage monthly payment.
However, we're not sure how many more years we're going to stay in Wales. My wife is very hesitant to move and I'm on a side of going back in like 2 years (my main drive is my family, parents). So let's say 2 years...
We're looking at a 240k flat now, which we like a lot and think it would improve our quality of life significantly! We already talked to the advisor and his best offer is for 15% deposit 25 year mortgage with 5.18% interest rate. As I mentioned, we already have a flat in Poland, so the stamp duty for us would be 11700k. My wife is very into taking a risk, buying this flat and seeing what future brings. I'd like t buy it too, but I'm thinking that we might just loose a lots of money on it
So if I do my maths correctly and using the morgage calculator within the 2 years we'd pay following non-refundable charges:
When we move out we'd have to decide what we do with a property. If we try to sell it, we'd incur Estate Agent fees (e.g. 1.5% = 3'600) and solicitor fees ~800, which would total 45k. If we tried to keep the propery and rent, we'd have to re-mortgage to BTL which of course is on the worse interest rate (and I'm not really sure we'd have the capacity to pay it off with new jobs we'd have to take on).
If I compare the above 45k to "just renting" (24 * 1'050 = 25'200) it's at least 20k more. The rent we pay is for a flat of worse standard than the flat we're looking at, though. But within that budget we'd be able to rent a bigger place.
All in all my question is - do you think we're out of our minds, if we went ahead and bought the place? I'm worried we'd just loose 20k, which is hell lot of money. However:
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Hi all,
Me and my wife are foreigners who planned on moving back to our home country (Poland) in 2019-ish. That's why we had bought a flat there. However COVID happened, which messed with our plans, then we had a second child and here we are. On and off we had ideas of buing a flat in Wales for us to live in, but we always had in mind we might not stay for too long for it to be a good idea (and yet it's our 10th year in Wales now, so we should have done that). Currently, I changed jobs and am earning 1k monthly more than before and we thought we probably should make a move to own a flat as this extra money would cover (almost) the mortgage monthly payment.
However, we're not sure how many more years we're going to stay in Wales. My wife is very hesitant to move and I'm on a side of going back in like 2 years (my main drive is my family, parents). So let's say 2 years...
We're looking at a 240k flat now, which we like a lot and think it would improve our quality of life significantly! We already talked to the advisor and his best offer is for 15% deposit 25 year mortgage with 5.18% interest rate. As I mentioned, we already have a flat in Poland, so the stamp duty for us would be 11700k. My wife is very into taking a risk, buying this flat and seeing what future brings. I'd like t buy it too, but I'm thinking that we might just loose a lots of money on it
So if I do my maths correctly and using the morgage calculator within the 2 years we'd pay following non-refundable charges:
| Non-refundable expense | Pounds |
|---|---|
| Mortgage interest 1st year | 10'471 |
| Mortgage interest 2nd year | 10'253 |
| Stamp duty | 11'700 |
| Solicitor when buying | 1'500 |
| Service charge (24*360) | 8'640 |
| -- TOTAL -- | 42'564 |
If I compare the above 45k to "just renting" (24 * 1'050 = 25'200) it's at least 20k more. The rent we pay is for a flat of worse standard than the flat we're looking at, though. But within that budget we'd be able to rent a bigger place.
All in all my question is - do you think we're out of our minds, if we went ahead and bought the place? I'm worried we'd just loose 20k, which is hell lot of money. However:
- there's a slight chance we won't move after 2 years - like we did before. Had we taken the mortgage in 2019, we'd already be 5 years into mortgage which would be a really good place to be
- I didn't take property appreciation into account, but apparently the flat market is much slower than the house market and it's hard to predict
- living in a self-owned place has many advantages, especially being able to make decisions about the place - (e.g. trivial as having 2 kids and being able to get a bank bed for them to share a bedroom, which is not possible in a rented flat!)
2024.06.09 10:14 ItalianStallion941 I wanted to get back into Strive because of Slayer but the tower system kills my drive to play.
Strive was my first fighting game and I still love it. Up until floor 10 I thought the tower system was great and didn't understand when people talked about how bad it was. Then I actually played there and understood why. As a lvl 121 Faust, one match could be against someone who belongs on floor 5, the next could be even, and the one after that could be against a lvl 1000+ Sol who proceeds to violently cave my skull in. The skill range of Floor 10 is ridiculous.
Having no mmr or lp system in place make it so hard and unsatisfying to get into Celestial as I need to win-streak instead of be consistent, especially when the skill range of the floor is so inconsistent. After staying on floor 10 for probably 30+ hours, I quit because I was both unsatisfied and had real life stuff that was more important. I still tuned in to the game as a really enjoyed watching it and seeing the new characters in action. Street Fighter 6 interested me more and I cant help but compare the night and day ranked experience. A.B.A almost brought me back, but I took one look and Slayer and I was sold.
Then I load up the game and am immediately met with the same experience in the tower.
I don't wanna be locked into a lobby and only play those 30+ people(thats only if its full, sometimes its a ghost town). I don't wanna wait if everyone is in a match and I got to hope someone picks me to play with. I just wanna sit in a queue and play the game as soon as possible. I love this game. The gameplay, characters, music, atmosphere is all so endearing, but the Tower system kills any drive I have to play.
Also there is no in-game frame data. We are going into season 4. HUH.
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Having no mmr or lp system in place make it so hard and unsatisfying to get into Celestial as I need to win-streak instead of be consistent, especially when the skill range of the floor is so inconsistent. After staying on floor 10 for probably 30+ hours, I quit because I was both unsatisfied and had real life stuff that was more important. I still tuned in to the game as a really enjoyed watching it and seeing the new characters in action. Street Fighter 6 interested me more and I cant help but compare the night and day ranked experience. A.B.A almost brought me back, but I took one look and Slayer and I was sold.
Then I load up the game and am immediately met with the same experience in the tower.
I don't wanna be locked into a lobby and only play those 30+ people(thats only if its full, sometimes its a ghost town). I don't wanna wait if everyone is in a match and I got to hope someone picks me to play with. I just wanna sit in a queue and play the game as soon as possible. I love this game. The gameplay, characters, music, atmosphere is all so endearing, but the Tower system kills any drive I have to play.
Also there is no in-game frame data. We are going into season 4. HUH.
2024.06.09 10:14 AntiVaxxKaren Help?
I just made the stomach dropping realization that this has been happening since i was born, its why I am the way that I am. And recently lost a friend of 5 years who I also discovered is a severe narcisist and would explain why I never feel like im enough/drained. But it feels like my mom has something to do with having horrible people around me. It feels like I just discovered that everyone is a narcisist and its honestly scary. It feels like im not wanted in my house at any time. Am i gonna be safe?? I see the NM death stare from time to time but everytime I look at her she looks away, when ill be crying, expressing my emotions to her. It seems like shes taking pleasure in it. Just the way she fucking talks, she will say "ohhh i really want to help you" but she sounds sarcastic. Ive been looking into emancipation but theyve already made it impossible, unless I run away by myself and hope I can support myself. But of course, I now have NO friends where id even be able to move to, I HAVE NOBODY. Its like im trapped and I honestly dont know if I feel safe. She does the thing where she always has some kind of RANDOM illness everyday which requires sympathy but when its not given she will repeat herself until someone responds, but when I dont entertain it and let someone else do it she seems so upset. Im 17 at the moment so I know emancipation is possible but theyve already made it impossible and where would I even get the money. I just dont feel safe anymore and idk what to do I NEED advice PLEASE.(Also appologize for anything that may not make sense, not the best at forming stories sometimes.
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2024.06.09 10:10 SaltyBisonTits Is there any other app that butchers a simple board game to app concept as much as Scrabble Go?
As much as it pains me, have been playing Scrabble Go for the last couple of weeks, and holy shit is this thing an absolute dumpster fire of unnecessary and intrusive monetisation.
From the ads, to the gems and stars and chests and cards and, and, and....it's infuriating. Surely Scrabble fans have better options no?
I normally play Wordfeud for a much more streamlined experience and the comparison is night and day.
I get it's hasbro we're talking about here, and player experience is always going to take a back seat to gouging people for money- $7.99 per month for an ad free version !!!?? JFC - but this takes the cake.
What other classics are out there ruining themselves?
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From the ads, to the gems and stars and chests and cards and, and, and....it's infuriating. Surely Scrabble fans have better options no?
I normally play Wordfeud for a much more streamlined experience and the comparison is night and day.
I get it's hasbro we're talking about here, and player experience is always going to take a back seat to gouging people for money- $7.99 per month for an ad free version !!!?? JFC - but this takes the cake.
What other classics are out there ruining themselves?
2024.06.09 10:08 TheMelbournian Informing - Tricks of the Manifestor Trade
Only inform when you need to. This is the key. Manifestors should be doing big things to be needing to inform. If you're not doing big things then you're not stepping into your Manifestor role, so stop informing like you think your life depends on it. Only inform when you need to.
Manifestors are not listening to your inner guides and being dogged down by generators world if you think you need to waste energy informing on little things.
For example;
Maintenance informing (Life boring stuff is helping you move through life a little better, doesn't stop the hating, annoying feedback for others)
Informing the sandwich worker you can't eat parsley - for their knowledge to not put parsley, they may still find you annoying but they know now you don't want something
Inform people that you don't need their feedback or their negative projection. Especially when you have a 5 line in your profile. You'll just draw in ass*holes that don't know what they are talking about and mirroring themselves in you.
The real informing is actually for our big energy of starting like;
"I have an idea!" - competitors will start sizing you, people who you need will show up, even money will come. Again only say it to the right people or else you will get generators, mani-gens and projectors up in your business and pulling your energy down. Shit world for Manifestors with big ideas when you're around the wrong people.
Stop focusing on how to 'inform' on small shit and waste your energy. Just say it. No formula to it. In fact try to not inform unless necessary.
Inform on BIG things because you are BIG. But there is a strategy there. And if you do it wrong, you might get into trouble, but it doesn't matter. That is what Manifestors are designed for.
This is my experience on informing. Once you bring that energy into big things, things will happen fast and good things happen. If you don't and waste energy on 'informing' for the sake of informing, your world will slow down, and you will waste energy on resistance because Generators who are not aligned with your energy and projectors who are against your grain will start to annoy you. This all happens when you put energy on informing when you don't need to and people feel your energy and resist it.
Hola to the Manifestors!
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Manifestors are not listening to your inner guides and being dogged down by generators world if you think you need to waste energy informing on little things.
For example;
Maintenance informing (Life boring stuff is helping you move through life a little better, doesn't stop the hating, annoying feedback for others)
Informing the sandwich worker you can't eat parsley - for their knowledge to not put parsley, they may still find you annoying but they know now you don't want something
Inform people that you don't need their feedback or their negative projection. Especially when you have a 5 line in your profile. You'll just draw in ass*holes that don't know what they are talking about and mirroring themselves in you.
The real informing is actually for our big energy of starting like;
"I have an idea!" - competitors will start sizing you, people who you need will show up, even money will come. Again only say it to the right people or else you will get generators, mani-gens and projectors up in your business and pulling your energy down. Shit world for Manifestors with big ideas when you're around the wrong people.
Stop focusing on how to 'inform' on small shit and waste your energy. Just say it. No formula to it. In fact try to not inform unless necessary.
Inform on BIG things because you are BIG. But there is a strategy there. And if you do it wrong, you might get into trouble, but it doesn't matter. That is what Manifestors are designed for.
This is my experience on informing. Once you bring that energy into big things, things will happen fast and good things happen. If you don't and waste energy on 'informing' for the sake of informing, your world will slow down, and you will waste energy on resistance because Generators who are not aligned with your energy and projectors who are against your grain will start to annoy you. This all happens when you put energy on informing when you don't need to and people feel your energy and resist it.
Hola to the Manifestors!
2024.06.09 10:08 Lunarose9292 Well hello there
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2024.06.09 10:07 glupschipup [H] Victoria 3, Space Hulk: Ascension, Elex II, 300+ Keys [W] Steam (VR-)Games, Steam Game Gifts, Steam Awards/Points, Steam Items (Cards, CS2, etc.), PayPal or Other Offers
Basics
Steam
Battle.net
My Steam Wishlist
My Steam Games
My IGSRep Page
My SGS Flair
My GameTradeRep
submitted by glupschipup to GameTrade [link] [comments]
- Feel free to leave a comment here, DM me on reddit or add me to talk on Steam, but a comment in this thread is still needed for a trade!
- I am open to any kind of offer, just make a reasonable one
- I take any Game/DLC I don’t have already (STEAM ONLY) You can compare here or here
- Also taking any Steam Items (Cards, CS2, TF2, etc.) & PayPal offers
- Trading my whole Steam Inventory, 15.000+ items if there is something you are interested in
- I will go first on keys that are already revealed to ensure the key is still working for you, all other keys are unrevealed & safe keys.
- My Steam Wishlist ~ 300+ Games Wishlisted
- My Steam Games ~ 3000+ Owned Games
- My IGSRep Page ~ 60+ Trades Made
- My SGS Flair~ 60+ Trades Made
- My GameTradeRep ~ 20+ Trades Made
Steam
- 198X (Unused HG)
- 911 Operator
- Action Henk
- Anomaly Defenders
- Arizona Sunshine VR
- Armello
- Battletech – Shadow Hawk Pack (maybe used)
- Beholder
- Between the Stars
- BioShock™ Remastered (RL in some countries)
- Blaston
- Book of Demons
- Borderlands 2: GOTY
- Breathedge
- Broken Age
- Calico
- Crusader Kings II (RL in some Countries)
- Crusader Kings II The Old Gods DLC
- Deep Dungeons of Doom
- Draw Slasher
- Dungeon Rushers
- Elex II
- Embr
- Endless Space® - Collection
- From Space
- Full Throttle Remastered
- Galactic Civilizations Ultimate Edition
- GameGuru
- Going Under
- Golden Light
- Grime
- Guns of Icarus Alliance Collector's Edition
- Guts and Glory
- Hack 'n' Slash
- HackyZack
- HIVESWAP: Act 1
- How to Survive 1 (Unused HG)
- Hyperdrive Massacre
- I'm not a Monster
- Kerbal Space Program
- Killing Floor Incursion
- Kingdom Classic
- Kingdom Two Crowns
- Lust from Beyond - M Edition
- Monaco
- No Time to Explain Remastered
- Orbital Racer
- Orwell: Ignorance is Strength
- Pathfinder: Kingmaker - Enhanced Plus Edition
- PAYDAY 2
- Pesterquest
- PGA Tour 2K21
- Pixplode
- Popup Dungeon
- Quake II
- Regular Human Basketball
- Resident Evil Revelations 2 - Episode 1: Penal Colony (RL in some countries)
- Rym 9000
- SIMULACRA
- Sonic Adventure 2
- Sonic Adventure 2: Battle
- Soulblight
- Space Crew: Legendary Edition
- Space Pilgrim Episode 1: Alpha Centauri
- Stick Fight
- Stories Untold
- Stride
- Stronghold Crusader 2:
- Stygian: Reign of the Old Ones
- Styx: Master of Shadows
- Superliminal
- System Shock 2
- System Shock Enhanced Edition
- Talisman: Digital Edition
- The Amazing American Circus
- The Inner World
- The Walking Dead
- The Walking Dead: Michonne - A Telltale Miniseries
- The Walking Dead: Saints & Sinners
- The Witness
- Ticket to Ride
- Tooth and Tail
- Tower 57
- Tropico 4
- Victoria 3
- Warhammer: End Times – Vermintide
- WARSAW
- We Were Here Together
- West of Dead
- Westerado: Double Barreled
- Worms Rumble
- WWE 2K Battlegrounds
- X-Morph: Defense Complete Pack (Unused HG)
- Zero Caliber VR
- Zombie Driver HD *Prodeus
- Liberated
- Wanderlust: Travel Stories
- Disjunction
- Command & Conquer Remastered Collection
- Dead Space
- Mirror's Edge
- Populous
- Max Payne 3
- GameMaker Studio 2 Creator 12 Months
- Intro to Game Development with Unity
- Microsoft 365 Single 1 Year Licence Code (Eurozone)
- Musik Maker EDM Edition (Magix Key)
- Pathfinder Second Edition Core Rulebook and Starfinder Core Rulebook
- Race The Sun (Flippfly Key)
- Rooster Teeth FIRST Subscription - 1 Month Free (Rooster Teeth Key)
- Starfinder Core Rulebook and Starfinder: Junker's Delight
- Starfinder: Pact Worlds Campaign Setting (Paizo Key)
- 16bit Trader
- Alien Rampage
- A-Tech Cybernetic VR
- Castle of no Escape 2
- Daemonsgate
- DISTRAINT: Deluxe Edition
- Drill Arena
- Er-Spectro
- Eternam
- Fairy Lands: Rinka and the Fairy Gems
- Galactic Lords
- Grey Goo Definitive Edition
- Hostage: Rescue Mission
- King Arthur's Gold
- King's Table - The Legend of Ragnarok
- Marco Polo
- OutDrive
- Overcast - Walden and the Werewolf
- Particula
- Prophecy I - The Viking Child
- Red Risk
- ShipLord
- SPACECOM
- Spiritual Warfare & Wisdom Tree Collection
- Story Of the Survivor
- Timberman
- Trip to Vinelands
- Tropico 5
- TTV2
- UBERMOSH
- UBERMOSH Vol.3
- UBERMOSH Vol.5
- UBERMOSH:BLACK
- UBERMOSH:WRAITH
- W4RR-i/o-RS
- Walhall
- Warhammer: End Times - Vermintide
Battle.net
- Overwatch Digital Extras [Collectors Edition Retail Key: World of Warcraft Winston, Hearthstone Cardback, Starcraft 2 Portraits, Heroes of the Storm Tracer, Diablo 3 Mercy Wings (+ XBOX One Mercy Wings)]
- Overwatch Widowmaker Noire Skin (XBOX ONE Code)
- 12 is Better Than 6
- A grande bagunça espacial - The big space mess
- Aegis Defenders
- AI War: Fleet Command
- Anomaly Korea
- Anomaly: Warzone Earth
- Ashes of the Singularity: Escalation
- Attrition: Nuclear Domination
- Aurion: Legacy of the Kori-Odan
- BARRIER X
- Bear With Me Collectors Edition
- Bioshock 2
- Blood of the Old(OLD VERSION) + Blood of the Old - The Rise To Greatness
- Bomber Crew
- Boys Love (Locked on Steam)
- Chroma Squad
- Clickdraw Clicker
- Dark Deity
- Darkness and a Crowd
- Deadbreed
- Death Squared
- Desolate
- Drift Streets Japan
- East India Company Gold
- Endless Space Collection
- Food Hunter
- Freebie
- Galactic Civilizations II: Ultimate Edition
- Galactic Lords
- Glass Wing
- Dirt Rally
- GROOVY
- GT Legends
- Guns of Icarus Alliance
- Guns of Icarus Online
- Heaven Island - VR MMO
- Heaven Island Life
- iO
- JDM Tuner Racing
- Journey Down: Chapter Two
- Kingdom: Classic
- Krog Wars:
- LARA CROFT AND THE TEMPLE OF OSIRIS™
- Layers of Fear
- Little Nightmares
- Little Nightmares - DLC Fox Mask
- Little Racers STREET
- Lost Moon
- Lost Moon:
- Mad Games Tycoon
- Mafia III: Sign of the Times
- Magma Tsunami
- Manual Samuel
- Medieval Wars
- Megabyte Punch
- Mighty Party
- Mini Attack Submarine
- Monsti
- Multiple Key for: Brilliant Bob / Why So Evil / Why So Evil 2: Dystopia
- No Turning Back
- Nomad Survival
- One Finger Death Punch
- Paradox Wrench
- Paranormal Psychosis
- PHAT STACKS
- Q.U.B.E.
- Rapture Rejects - Humble Exclusive "Safari Outfit" DLC
- Rise of Industry
- ROGALIK
- Satellite Reign
- Serial Cleaner
- Sins of a Solar Empire Trinity Edition
- Skullgirls
- Snake Pass
- Space Beret
- Space Hulk Ascension
- Space Overlords
- Starship: Nova Strike
- State of Mind Soundtrack
- Stealth Bastard Deluxe
- Switchblade
- Tharsis
- The Deer
- The Next Door
- The Slaughtering Grounds
- The Strangers
- The Walking Dead: Season 1
- Tomb Raider: Temple of Osiris & Guardian of Light Bundle
- Turn Around
- Ultimate Zombie Defense
- Unforgiving Trials: The Darkest Crusade
- Unforgiving Trials: The Space Crusade
- Unknown Battle
- VAULT OF HONOR
- Viscera Cleanup Detail: Santa's Rampage
- Warp Rider
- Winged Knights: Penetration
- Witherung Kingdom: Arcane War
- Woodle Tree Adventure
- Yellow: The Yellow Artifact
- Zero Gear
- Rayman® Origins
- Watch_Dogs™
- Watch_Dogs™ DEDSEC Edition Content
- Little Nightmares - DLC Tengu Mask
- Little Nightmares - DLC Fox Mask
- Tekken 7 - PS4 DLC Theme"
- Project CARS 2 - Dynamic Theme PS4"
- Dark Souls III Transitory Lands PS4 Theme
- Dark Souls III The Ringed City PS4 Theme
- Sword Art Online : Hollow Realization: DLC Maid Costume (Also PS Vita)
- DRAGON BALL XENOVERSE 2 - Masters Pack
- DIGI’ADVENTURE PACK - PS4
- One Piece Burning Blood - Golden Luffy DLC (Also PS Vita)
- Tales of Zestiria - Mystische Artes und PlayStation-Designs (Also PS3)
- Little Nightmares - DLC Tengu Mask
- Little Nightmares - DLC Fox Mask
- DRAGON BALL XENOVERSE 2 - Masters Pack
- One Piece Burning Blood - Golden Luffy DLC
- Little Nightmares - DLC Tengu Mask
- Little Nightmares - DLC Fox Mask
- Enclave HD
- XBOX Game Pass 14 Days
- XBOX Game Pass 3 Months
- 25% Off Coupon for PurePings.com Servers
- Absolute LoJack for Laptops 90 Day Trial Key Giveaway
- Astro Lords: Oort Cloud Exclusive Alienware Pack
- BigHead BASH Alien Head Key Giveaway
- Broforce 25% Steam Discount Key Giveaway
- Civilization V 50% Steam Discount Key Giveaway
- Divine Souls Closed Beta Key Giveaway
- Drunken Robot Pornography 60% Steam Discount Key Giveaway
- Dungeon Defenders Eternity Alienware Helmet Key Giveaway
- Heroes Of Newerth 200 Silver Coin Key Giveaway
- Heroes Of Newerth Account Icon Key Giveaway
- Loadout Exclusive In-Game Alienware T-Shirt Key Giveaway
- Neverwinter's Tyranny of Dragons Prize Pack Key Giveaway
- Shadow Warrior 75% Steam Discount Key Giveaway
- ShootMania Storm Exclusive Alienware Skin Giveaway
- War Inc. Arsenal Bundle Giveaway
- Warface Starter Pack Key Giveaway
My Steam Wishlist
My Steam Games
My IGSRep Page
My SGS Flair
My GameTradeRep
2024.06.09 10:06 glupschipup [H] Victoria 3, Space Hulk: Ascension, Elex II, 300+ Keys [W] Steam (VR-)Games, Steam Game Gifts, Steam Awards/Points, Steam Items (Cards, CS2, etc.), PayPal or Other Offers
Basics
Steam
Battle.net
My Steam Wishlist
My Steam Games
My IGSRep Page
My SGS Flair
My GameTradeRep
submitted by glupschipup to SteamGameSwap [link] [comments]
- Feel free to leave a comment here, DM me on reddit or add me to talk on Steam, but a comment in this thread is still needed for a trade!
- I am open to any kind of offer, just make a reasonable one
- I take any Game/DLC I don’t have already (STEAM ONLY) You can compare here or here
- Also taking any Steam Items (Cards, CS2, TF2, etc.) & PayPal offers
- Trading my whole Steam Inventory, 15.000+ items if there is something you are interested in
- I will go first on keys that are already revealed to ensure the key is still working for you, all other keys are unrevealed & safe keys.
- My Steam Wishlist ~ 300+ Games Wishlisted
- My Steam Games ~ 3000+ Owned Games
- My IGSRep Page ~ 60+ Trades Made
- My SGS Flair~ 60+ Trades Made
- My GameTradeRep ~ 20+ Trades Made
Steam
- 198X (Unused HG)
- 911 Operator
- Action Henk
- Anomaly Defenders
- Arizona Sunshine VR
- Armello
- Battletech – Shadow Hawk Pack (maybe used)
- Beholder
- Between the Stars
- BioShock™ Remastered (RL in some countries)
- Blaston
- Book of Demons
- Borderlands 2: GOTY
- Breathedge
- Broken Age
- Calico
- Crusader Kings II (RL in some Countries)
- Crusader Kings II The Old Gods DLC
- Deep Dungeons of Doom
- Draw Slasher
- Dungeon Rushers
- Elex II
- Embr
- Endless Space® - Collection
- From Space
- Full Throttle Remastered
- Galactic Civilizations Ultimate Edition
- GameGuru
- Going Under
- Golden Light
- Grime
- Guns of Icarus Alliance Collector's Edition
- Guts and Glory
- Hack 'n' Slash
- HackyZack
- HIVESWAP: Act 1
- How to Survive 1 (Unused HG)
- Hyperdrive Massacre
- I'm not a Monster
- Kerbal Space Program
- Killing Floor Incursion
- Kingdom Classic
- Kingdom Two Crowns
- Lust from Beyond - M Edition
- Monaco
- No Time to Explain Remastered
- Orbital Racer
- Orwell: Ignorance is Strength
- Pathfinder: Kingmaker - Enhanced Plus Edition
- PAYDAY 2
- Pesterquest
- PGA Tour 2K21
- Pixplode
- Popup Dungeon
- Quake II
- Regular Human Basketball
- Resident Evil Revelations 2 - Episode 1: Penal Colony (RL in some countries)
- Rym 9000
- SIMULACRA
- Sonic Adventure 2
- Sonic Adventure 2: Battle
- Soulblight
- Space Crew: Legendary Edition
- Space Pilgrim Episode 1: Alpha Centauri
- Stick Fight
- Stories Untold
- Stride
- Stronghold Crusader 2:
- Stygian: Reign of the Old Ones
- Styx: Master of Shadows
- Superliminal
- System Shock 2
- System Shock Enhanced Edition
- Talisman: Digital Edition
- The Amazing American Circus
- The Inner World
- The Walking Dead
- The Walking Dead: Michonne - A Telltale Miniseries
- The Walking Dead: Saints & Sinners
- The Witness
- Ticket to Ride
- Tooth and Tail
- Tower 57
- Tropico 4
- Victoria 3
- Warhammer: End Times – Vermintide
- WARSAW
- We Were Here Together
- West of Dead
- Westerado: Double Barreled
- Worms Rumble
- WWE 2K Battlegrounds
- X-Morph: Defense Complete Pack (Unused HG)
- Zero Caliber VR
- Zombie Driver HD *Prodeus
- Liberated
- Wanderlust: Travel Stories
- Disjunction
- Command & Conquer Remastered Collection
- Dead Space
- Mirror's Edge
- Populous
- Max Payne 3
- GameMaker Studio 2 Creator 12 Months
- Intro to Game Development with Unity
- Microsoft 365 Single 1 Year Licence Code (Eurozone)
- Musik Maker EDM Edition (Magix Key)
- Pathfinder Second Edition Core Rulebook and Starfinder Core Rulebook
- Race The Sun (Flippfly Key)
- Rooster Teeth FIRST Subscription - 1 Month Free (Rooster Teeth Key)
- Starfinder Core Rulebook and Starfinder: Junker's Delight
- Starfinder: Pact Worlds Campaign Setting (Paizo Key)
- 16bit Trader
- Alien Rampage
- A-Tech Cybernetic VR
- Castle of no Escape 2
- Daemonsgate
- DISTRAINT: Deluxe Edition
- Drill Arena
- Er-Spectro
- Eternam
- Fairy Lands: Rinka and the Fairy Gems
- Galactic Lords
- Grey Goo Definitive Edition
- Hostage: Rescue Mission
- King Arthur's Gold
- King's Table - The Legend of Ragnarok
- Marco Polo
- OutDrive
- Overcast - Walden and the Werewolf
- Particula
- Prophecy I - The Viking Child
- Red Risk
- ShipLord
- SPACECOM
- Spiritual Warfare & Wisdom Tree Collection
- Story Of the Survivor
- Timberman
- Trip to Vinelands
- Tropico 5
- TTV2
- UBERMOSH
- UBERMOSH Vol.3
- UBERMOSH Vol.5
- UBERMOSH:BLACK
- UBERMOSH:WRAITH
- W4RR-i/o-RS
- Walhall
- Warhammer: End Times - Vermintide
Battle.net
- Overwatch Digital Extras [Collectors Edition Retail Key: World of Warcraft Winston, Hearthstone Cardback, Starcraft 2 Portraits, Heroes of the Storm Tracer, Diablo 3 Mercy Wings (+ XBOX One Mercy Wings)]
- Overwatch Widowmaker Noire Skin (XBOX ONE Code)
- 12 is Better Than 6
- A grande bagunça espacial - The big space mess
- Aegis Defenders
- AI War: Fleet Command
- Anomaly Korea
- Anomaly: Warzone Earth
- Ashes of the Singularity: Escalation
- Attrition: Nuclear Domination
- Aurion: Legacy of the Kori-Odan
- BARRIER X
- Bear With Me Collectors Edition
- Bioshock 2
- Blood of the Old(OLD VERSION) + Blood of the Old - The Rise To Greatness
- Bomber Crew
- Boys Love (Locked on Steam)
- Chroma Squad
- Clickdraw Clicker
- Dark Deity
- Darkness and a Crowd
- Deadbreed
- Death Squared
- Desolate
- Drift Streets Japan
- East India Company Gold
- Endless Space Collection
- Food Hunter
- Freebie
- Galactic Civilizations II: Ultimate Edition
- Galactic Lords
- Glass Wing
- Dirt Rally
- GROOVY
- GT Legends
- Guns of Icarus Alliance
- Guns of Icarus Online
- Heaven Island - VR MMO
- Heaven Island Life
- iO
- JDM Tuner Racing
- Journey Down: Chapter Two
- Kingdom: Classic
- Krog Wars:
- LARA CROFT AND THE TEMPLE OF OSIRIS™
- Layers of Fear
- Little Nightmares
- Little Nightmares - DLC Fox Mask
- Little Racers STREET
- Lost Moon
- Lost Moon:
- Mad Games Tycoon
- Mafia III: Sign of the Times
- Magma Tsunami
- Manual Samuel
- Medieval Wars
- Megabyte Punch
- Mighty Party
- Mini Attack Submarine
- Monsti
- Multiple Key for: Brilliant Bob / Why So Evil / Why So Evil 2: Dystopia
- No Turning Back
- Nomad Survival
- One Finger Death Punch
- Paradox Wrench
- Paranormal Psychosis
- PHAT STACKS
- Q.U.B.E.
- Rapture Rejects - Humble Exclusive "Safari Outfit" DLC
- Rise of Industry
- ROGALIK
- Satellite Reign
- Serial Cleaner
- Sins of a Solar Empire Trinity Edition
- Skullgirls
- Snake Pass
- Space Beret
- Space Hulk Ascension
- Space Overlords
- Starship: Nova Strike
- State of Mind Soundtrack
- Stealth Bastard Deluxe
- Switchblade
- Tharsis
- The Deer
- The Next Door
- The Slaughtering Grounds
- The Strangers
- The Walking Dead: Season 1
- Tomb Raider: Temple of Osiris & Guardian of Light Bundle
- Turn Around
- Ultimate Zombie Defense
- Unforgiving Trials: The Darkest Crusade
- Unforgiving Trials: The Space Crusade
- Unknown Battle
- VAULT OF HONOR
- Viscera Cleanup Detail: Santa's Rampage
- Warp Rider
- Winged Knights: Penetration
- Witherung Kingdom: Arcane War
- Woodle Tree Adventure
- Yellow: The Yellow Artifact
- Zero Gear
- Rayman® Origins
- Watch_Dogs™
- Watch_Dogs™ DEDSEC Edition Content
- Little Nightmares - DLC Tengu Mask
- Little Nightmares - DLC Fox Mask
- Tekken 7 - PS4 DLC Theme"
- Project CARS 2 - Dynamic Theme PS4"
- Dark Souls III Transitory Lands PS4 Theme
- Dark Souls III The Ringed City PS4 Theme
- Sword Art Online : Hollow Realization: DLC Maid Costume (Also PS Vita)
- DRAGON BALL XENOVERSE 2 - Masters Pack
- DIGI’ADVENTURE PACK - PS4
- One Piece Burning Blood - Golden Luffy DLC (Also PS Vita)
- Tales of Zestiria - Mystische Artes und PlayStation-Designs (Also PS3)
- Little Nightmares - DLC Tengu Mask
- Little Nightmares - DLC Fox Mask
- DRAGON BALL XENOVERSE 2 - Masters Pack
- One Piece Burning Blood - Golden Luffy DLC
- Little Nightmares - DLC Tengu Mask
- Little Nightmares - DLC Fox Mask
- Enclave HD
- XBOX Game Pass 14 Days
- XBOX Game Pass 3 Months
- 25% Off Coupon for PurePings.com Servers
- Absolute LoJack for Laptops 90 Day Trial Key Giveaway
- Astro Lords: Oort Cloud Exclusive Alienware Pack
- BigHead BASH Alien Head Key Giveaway
- Broforce 25% Steam Discount Key Giveaway
- Civilization V 50% Steam Discount Key Giveaway
- Divine Souls Closed Beta Key Giveaway
- Drunken Robot Pornography 60% Steam Discount Key Giveaway
- Dungeon Defenders Eternity Alienware Helmet Key Giveaway
- Heroes Of Newerth 200 Silver Coin Key Giveaway
- Heroes Of Newerth Account Icon Key Giveaway
- Loadout Exclusive In-Game Alienware T-Shirt Key Giveaway
- Neverwinter's Tyranny of Dragons Prize Pack Key Giveaway
- Shadow Warrior 75% Steam Discount Key Giveaway
- ShootMania Storm Exclusive Alienware Skin Giveaway
- War Inc. Arsenal Bundle Giveaway
- Warface Starter Pack Key Giveaway
My Steam Wishlist
My Steam Games
My IGSRep Page
My SGS Flair
My GameTradeRep
2024.06.09 10:06 glupschipup [H] Victoria 3, Space Hulk: Ascension, Elex II, 300+ Keys [W] Steam (VR-)Games, Steam Game Gifts, Steam Awards/Points, Steam Items (Cards, CS2, etc.), PayPal or Other Offers
Basics
Steam
Battle.net
My Steam Wishlist
My Steam Games
My IGSRep Page
My SGS Flair
My GameTradeRep
submitted by glupschipup to indiegameswap [link] [comments]
- Feel free to leave a comment here, DM me on reddit or add me to talk on Steam, but a comment in this thread is still needed for a trade!
- I am open to any kind of offer, just make a reasonable one
- I take any Game/DLC I don’t have already (STEAM ONLY) You can compare here or here
- Also taking any Steam Items (Cards, CS2, TF2, etc.) & PayPal offers
- Trading my whole Steam Inventory, 15.000+ items if there is something you are interested in
- I will go first on keys that are already revealed to ensure the key is still working for you, all other keys are unrevealed & safe keys.
- My Steam Wishlist ~ 300+ Games Wishlisted
- My Steam Games ~ 3000+ Owned Games
- My IGSRep Page ~ 60+ Trades Made
- My SGS Flair~ 60+ Trades Made
- My GameTradeRep ~ 20+ Trades Made
Steam
- 198X (Unused HG)
- 911 Operator
- Action Henk
- Anomaly Defenders
- Arizona Sunshine VR
- Armello
- Battletech – Shadow Hawk Pack (maybe used)
- Beholder
- Between the Stars
- BioShock™ Remastered (RL in some countries)
- Blaston
- Book of Demons
- Borderlands 2: GOTY
- Breathedge
- Broken Age
- Calico
- Crusader Kings II (RL in some Countries)
- Crusader Kings II The Old Gods DLC
- Deep Dungeons of Doom
- Draw Slasher
- Dungeon Rushers
- Elex II
- Embr
- Endless Space® - Collection
- From Space
- Full Throttle Remastered
- Galactic Civilizations Ultimate Edition
- GameGuru
- Going Under
- Golden Light
- Grime
- Guns of Icarus Alliance Collector's Edition
- Guts and Glory
- Hack 'n' Slash
- HackyZack
- HIVESWAP: Act 1
- How to Survive 1 (Unused HG)
- Hyperdrive Massacre
- I'm not a Monster
- Kerbal Space Program
- Killing Floor Incursion
- Kingdom Classic
- Kingdom Two Crowns
- Lust from Beyond - M Edition
- Monaco
- No Time to Explain Remastered
- Orbital Racer
- Orwell: Ignorance is Strength
- Pathfinder: Kingmaker - Enhanced Plus Edition
- PAYDAY 2
- Pesterquest
- PGA Tour 2K21
- Pixplode
- Popup Dungeon
- Quake II
- Regular Human Basketball
- Resident Evil Revelations 2 - Episode 1: Penal Colony (RL in some countries)
- Rym 9000
- SIMULACRA
- Sonic Adventure 2
- Sonic Adventure 2: Battle
- Soulblight
- Space Crew: Legendary Edition
- Space Pilgrim Episode 1: Alpha Centauri
- Stick Fight
- Stories Untold
- Stride
- Stronghold Crusader 2:
- Stygian: Reign of the Old Ones
- Styx: Master of Shadows
- Superliminal
- System Shock 2
- System Shock Enhanced Edition
- Talisman: Digital Edition
- The Amazing American Circus
- The Inner World
- The Walking Dead
- The Walking Dead: Michonne - A Telltale Miniseries
- The Walking Dead: Saints & Sinners
- The Witness
- Ticket to Ride
- Tooth and Tail
- Tower 57
- Tropico 4
- Victoria 3
- Warhammer: End Times – Vermintide
- WARSAW
- We Were Here Together
- West of Dead
- Westerado: Double Barreled
- Worms Rumble
- WWE 2K Battlegrounds
- X-Morph: Defense Complete Pack (Unused HG)
- Zero Caliber VR
- Zombie Driver HD *Prodeus
- Liberated
- Wanderlust: Travel Stories
- Disjunction
- Command & Conquer Remastered Collection
- Dead Space
- Mirror's Edge
- Populous
- Max Payne 3
- GameMaker Studio 2 Creator 12 Months
- Intro to Game Development with Unity
- Microsoft 365 Single 1 Year Licence Code (Eurozone)
- Musik Maker EDM Edition (Magix Key)
- Pathfinder Second Edition Core Rulebook and Starfinder Core Rulebook
- Race The Sun (Flippfly Key)
- Rooster Teeth FIRST Subscription - 1 Month Free (Rooster Teeth Key)
- Starfinder Core Rulebook and Starfinder: Junker's Delight
- Starfinder: Pact Worlds Campaign Setting (Paizo Key)
- 16bit Trader
- Alien Rampage
- A-Tech Cybernetic VR
- Castle of no Escape 2
- Daemonsgate
- DISTRAINT: Deluxe Edition
- Drill Arena
- Er-Spectro
- Eternam
- Fairy Lands: Rinka and the Fairy Gems
- Galactic Lords
- Grey Goo Definitive Edition
- Hostage: Rescue Mission
- King Arthur's Gold
- King's Table - The Legend of Ragnarok
- Marco Polo
- OutDrive
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2024.06.09 10:05 Shi144 Egotism vs Altruism
Dear Broadchurch fans, I have posted a series of rewatches of season 1 (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Broadchurch\_series\_1) of Broadchurch. Now I find it is time to review some of the prevalent themes within the series. Please be aware that I will discuss season 1 as a whole, so there may be spoilers ahead.
If you enjoy reading this essay, feel free to stop by my AnalysisVault to see if you find some more of my work to your liking. Please note that this subreddit is read only and comments should be made with the original posts rather than the cross-posted ones.
Egotism vs Altruism
One of the more prevalent themes in Broadchurch is the question of egotism vs altruism. I will give you a short overview of both concepts as well as the spectrum they represent, then speak about their implementation in the series and finally make a statement about why the makers chose to make it a central theme.
Wikipedia states:
Basically, egotism vs altruism is the Captain Kirk vs Mr Spock discussion. Spock says: “The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few”, goes into a highly irradiated engine room to save the Enterprise and dies in the process. Kirk says “The needs of the few outweigh the needs of the many” and risks war with the Klingons because he can’t live without his buddy.
However, every action has aspects of both in them. Each action every person takes has both egotistic and altruistic nuances to them. The interesting part is where the balance falls. I will let you decide for yourself which way the pendulum swings on the following examples.
Some examples:
The healthcare worker who overworks themselves acts in an altruistic way because they support patients and help them get better. But they are also egotistical in their own way because being “the supportive one” strokes their ego.
The person who drives the gas guzzler acts in an egotistic way because they pollute the environment unnecessarily, take up a lot of space with their vehicle and probably stink up the place with their fumes. But they might also have an altruistic aspect because they need to move large groups of people, feel they are supporting an industry that gives jobs to workers or even further the economy by spending money.
The person handing out food but not taking any for themselves can be very altruistic but depending on the person they can be very egotistic instead, for example when they decide to hog the table, demand ever-lasting gratitude for their “sacrifice” and/or post their actions on social media for clout.
Finally, a person who writes lengthy analyses and posts them on Reddit may appear altruistic because they attempt to enrich the lives of others with their observations and (hopefully) witty posts. They may also be egotistic in an attempt to garner attention and positive reinforcement through the community they choose to post in.
Implementation in the series:
One of the great things about the series is the fact that they are aware of the different sides of egotism and altruism and allow the viewer to form their own opinion. Hardly ever is anything said bluntly, most of the time we are left to figure out things of our own. We see the way the characters act, we see the way they interact and are interacted with and we are left to make our own decision. Hardly ever are things black and white, hardly ever are we given the one true answer ™.
This is one of the main reasons the series is as emotionally impactful as it is. Because life is messy. Life isn’t neat. Life isn’t simple. Stories with simple and clear answers are not realistic because life doesn’t work that way. Think about it. In the last decade or so there were a lot of shows and movies looking deeper into the question of fairy tale villains and whether they were villains at all. Star Wars does this masterfully by looking at Anakin Skywalker’s arch. He seems like a clear-cut villain in episode 4, the first to hit the screens, but as more of his story is revealed, he becomes much less cartoonishly evil.
In fact, the idea of egotism vs altruism is the driving factor in the various aspects of the investigation the detectives conduct. Look at the different suspects, if you will. All of them have (at the very least) some very egotistical behaviors. Steve Conelly, con man and maybe psychic is getting a feeling of importance when passing on his “messages” to the great expense of Beth Latimer, among others. Mark Latimer is so very much wrapped up in his selfishness he neglects just about everyone around him unless caring for them fulfills his needs. Nigel Carter engulfs himself with righteous anger against Jack Marshal, not for the community but seeking Mark’s approval. Paul Coates revels in the attention he and his church gain from the case. Susan Wright is so eager to protect herself, she harms others pre-emptively. Jack Marshal, the man who slept with a child, then married her. No 40-year-old man would do that for selfless reasons.
All of the suspects we are presented in the show are – in one way or the other – selfish. And that’s perfect. Murdering a child is an inherently selfish action. The true joy of the show comes with finding out that the murderer is a man who we are made to perceive as deeply selfless.
Let’s take a look at Joe Miller and how he is portrayed on the show. As I have stated in the various rewatch posts, most of the time Joe Miller is shown as loving, caring and genuinely supportive parent and partner. As u/Vioralarama stated so well in my post about episode 5, “He's got the plot armor of the supportive spouse who handles all the emotional work for the person working the crime.” On the surface, he does. Every time we see Joe Miller, he is seen with a member of his family. And every time he is seen he is doing some sort of supportive work for them.
Case in point, when Joe and DS Miller invite DI Hardy to their home for dinner, Joe does it all. Puts the kids to bed, prepares dinner, does the dishes. He tries to mediate between DI Hardy and DS Miller, too, and makes a great effort to lighten the mood.
Once you look below the surface, though, things look entirely different. We see glimpses here and there that things are not what they seem, mostly through things we DON’T see rather than the things to DO see.
Joe Miller shows some worrying signs of being a neglectful parent and partner quite early on in the show. To pick up the example of the dinner experience, when DS Miller leaves the room, Joe Miller uses the time he has alone with DI Hardy to probe him for information. If he truly were the supportive husband the show wants us to believe, he would’ve used that time to help both find common ground in their working relationship. DI Hardy is the one who brings that up and asks about whether DS Miller likes him. The conversation is cut short though as Joe Miller filled the narrow time slot with questions about the case and didn’t leave DI Hardy enough to ask about how to improve his working relationship with DS Miller. Case in point, DS Miller keeps complaining that DI Hardy addresses her as “DS Miller” instead of “Ellie”. This would have been a great talking point for Joe Miller in that moment, asking “why” and mediating between them. Also, did Joe Miller make a dinner invitation to help DS Miller and DI Hardy form a working relationship or did he do it to garnish information?
More examples:
When DS Miller and Joe Miller tell Tom Miller about Danny’s passing, both leave him alone in his bedroom. Neither offer a shoulder to cry on. Sure, DS Miller is just as responsible as Joe here but Joe is the stay-at-home parent and therefore the more direct caretaker than DS Miller. Also, over the course of the show we never see Joe actually engaging with Tom, there is no attempt at comforting him, not even when he is obviously distraught. Joe Miller lets Tom out of his sight at the Arcade in episode 5, right in the middle of the “pedophile panic” surrounding Jack Marshal. Just in general, Tom spends a LOT of time wandering the town alone. This image doesn’t sit well with the façade of caring, loving, altruistic father.
Indeed, the filmmakers are pulling one over our eyes with Joe, who turns out to be one of the most egotistic persons in the town. Joe spends time and family money on Danny, he breaks into a holiday hut to do so, manipulates the boy with abuser language and, when threatened to be deprived of his attention, gets so angry he strangles the boy. Whom he still believes to be his son’s best friend. And who is his best friend’s son. The same best friend he then begs for praise because he didn’t drop the body into the ocean so he didn’t have to spend years wondering what happened to the boy.
But why do the filmmakers do this? The series REVELS in red herrings, side plots, dead ends and misdirection. The greatest misdirection they can give us is showing us the “perfect” man and making him turn out to be the most terrible one of all. It’s an emotional gut punch and the type of storytelling that works really well with the type of story they want to convey. Because the story of Broadchurch is not about Danny’s murder, it’s about the fallout that follows. A community like this learning that one of their “best people” is indeed a child murderer has to have a terrible ripple course through it, upsetting it deeply.
With so many other characters filling the “egotism” bill, we are offered a view beyond the picturesque coastal town in Dorset, England, where things look perfect, harmonious and just lovely. The series revels in showing us this image and dissecting it piece by piece, looking deeper and deeper into the cesspool of secrets and bad decisions. As such, the viewer is given the change to observe the deep hurt inflicted upon the more altruistic characters – most of which happen to be women – by the egotistic characters – many of which happen to be men. It is the direct and even more terribly indirect hurt that is inflicted upon the altruistic ones that gives the story the emotional impact it has.
Case in point, Beth Latimer and DS Miller both are exploited by their husbands and end up not only dealing with the direct fallout of their respective actions but hurt to a point they cannot even rely on each other anymore. They are both stripped of the delusion of happiness and family being their haven. They are also both stripped of a friendship which could supply each with a friend who “gets it”. Heck, just for the fun of it the makers toss in Susan Wright, a woman who has been so terribly hurt by her husband that she became jaded enough to “join the other team”. She has become the egotistic abuser her husband was simply because she (probably) used to be altruistic. Her experience with her husband, the police and the loss of her kids have kicked her to the other side of egotism simply out of a deep need for self-preservation.
Before the question comes up, no, the series is not about men vs women, or men = bad, women = good. And neither is this post. There are egotistic women in the story, like Karen White, Susan Wright or Becca Fisher. There are altruistic men in the story, too, like DI Hardy. But the trend is quite distinct. In my own personal experience this comes from the general societal expectation that women should be altruistic and work for the group. An expectation that is not socialized as thoroughly in men. The show picks up on this and showcases it to great effect, placing a great emphasis on the price some women are made to pay for following this expectation.
Finally, the question of egotism vs altruism is a thinking point the viewer is left to ponder with beyond the end credits of the last episode. The discussion of who is what and how much can keep the viewer’s mind busy for some time. Several people on this sub posted they hated Mark Latimer’s selfishness, and many commenters agree. If you ask me, this is a great result for a series, making the viewers contemplate things such as this beyond the actual viewing experience.
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Egotism vs Altruism
One of the more prevalent themes in Broadchurch is the question of egotism vs altruism. I will give you a short overview of both concepts as well as the spectrum they represent, then speak about their implementation in the series and finally make a statement about why the makers chose to make it a central theme.
Wikipedia states:
Egotism is defined as the drive to maintain and enhance favorable views of oneself and generally features an inflated opinion of one's personal features and importance distinguished by a person's amplified vision of one's self and self-importance. It often includes intellectual, physical, social, and other overestimations. The egotist has an overwhelming sense of the centrality of the "me" regarding their personal qualities.In essence, egotism is the personal philosophy of “me first”. A person with strong egotistical tendencies will make sure their own needs are met before those of others. Think, if you will, of the people who will take the best slice of cake for themselves or drive a gas guzzler out of convenience or cut the line at the airport to get the best seat. All of these are egotistical actions. On the other hand, some egotism is warranted for self-preservation. The parent who gives their all for their children but runs themself ragged in the process may need to exercise more egotism. The health care professional who routinely skips their break to care for never-ending patients may want to be more self-preserving by being more selfish. Things like that. In general, society views egotistic action and unfavorable while oftentime people with egotistical traits tend to be more successful in certain areas of life.
Altruism is the principle and practice of concern for the well-being and/or happiness of other humans or animals above oneself. While objects of altruistic concern vary, it is an important moral value in many cultures and religions. It may be considered a synonym of selflessness, the opposite of selfishness.In essence, altruism is the personal philosophy of “others first”. A person with strong altruistic tendencies will make sure the needs of others are met before their own. Think, if you will, of the people who will hand out food to others happily but forget to get any of their own, take great strides to pick up trash in a local park or offer up their seat for a disabled person on the bus. All of these are altruistic actions. In general, society views altruism as beneficial and a trait to strive for while oftentimes people with altruistic traits tend to be less successful and may feel taken advantage of.
Basically, egotism vs altruism is the Captain Kirk vs Mr Spock discussion. Spock says: “The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few”, goes into a highly irradiated engine room to save the Enterprise and dies in the process. Kirk says “The needs of the few outweigh the needs of the many” and risks war with the Klingons because he can’t live without his buddy.
However, every action has aspects of both in them. Each action every person takes has both egotistic and altruistic nuances to them. The interesting part is where the balance falls. I will let you decide for yourself which way the pendulum swings on the following examples.
Some examples:
The healthcare worker who overworks themselves acts in an altruistic way because they support patients and help them get better. But they are also egotistical in their own way because being “the supportive one” strokes their ego.
The person who drives the gas guzzler acts in an egotistic way because they pollute the environment unnecessarily, take up a lot of space with their vehicle and probably stink up the place with their fumes. But they might also have an altruistic aspect because they need to move large groups of people, feel they are supporting an industry that gives jobs to workers or even further the economy by spending money.
The person handing out food but not taking any for themselves can be very altruistic but depending on the person they can be very egotistic instead, for example when they decide to hog the table, demand ever-lasting gratitude for their “sacrifice” and/or post their actions on social media for clout.
Finally, a person who writes lengthy analyses and posts them on Reddit may appear altruistic because they attempt to enrich the lives of others with their observations and (hopefully) witty posts. They may also be egotistic in an attempt to garner attention and positive reinforcement through the community they choose to post in.
Implementation in the series:
One of the great things about the series is the fact that they are aware of the different sides of egotism and altruism and allow the viewer to form their own opinion. Hardly ever is anything said bluntly, most of the time we are left to figure out things of our own. We see the way the characters act, we see the way they interact and are interacted with and we are left to make our own decision. Hardly ever are things black and white, hardly ever are we given the one true answer ™.
This is one of the main reasons the series is as emotionally impactful as it is. Because life is messy. Life isn’t neat. Life isn’t simple. Stories with simple and clear answers are not realistic because life doesn’t work that way. Think about it. In the last decade or so there were a lot of shows and movies looking deeper into the question of fairy tale villains and whether they were villains at all. Star Wars does this masterfully by looking at Anakin Skywalker’s arch. He seems like a clear-cut villain in episode 4, the first to hit the screens, but as more of his story is revealed, he becomes much less cartoonishly evil.
In fact, the idea of egotism vs altruism is the driving factor in the various aspects of the investigation the detectives conduct. Look at the different suspects, if you will. All of them have (at the very least) some very egotistical behaviors. Steve Conelly, con man and maybe psychic is getting a feeling of importance when passing on his “messages” to the great expense of Beth Latimer, among others. Mark Latimer is so very much wrapped up in his selfishness he neglects just about everyone around him unless caring for them fulfills his needs. Nigel Carter engulfs himself with righteous anger against Jack Marshal, not for the community but seeking Mark’s approval. Paul Coates revels in the attention he and his church gain from the case. Susan Wright is so eager to protect herself, she harms others pre-emptively. Jack Marshal, the man who slept with a child, then married her. No 40-year-old man would do that for selfless reasons.
All of the suspects we are presented in the show are – in one way or the other – selfish. And that’s perfect. Murdering a child is an inherently selfish action. The true joy of the show comes with finding out that the murderer is a man who we are made to perceive as deeply selfless.
Let’s take a look at Joe Miller and how he is portrayed on the show. As I have stated in the various rewatch posts, most of the time Joe Miller is shown as loving, caring and genuinely supportive parent and partner. As u/Vioralarama stated so well in my post about episode 5, “He's got the plot armor of the supportive spouse who handles all the emotional work for the person working the crime.” On the surface, he does. Every time we see Joe Miller, he is seen with a member of his family. And every time he is seen he is doing some sort of supportive work for them.
Case in point, when Joe and DS Miller invite DI Hardy to their home for dinner, Joe does it all. Puts the kids to bed, prepares dinner, does the dishes. He tries to mediate between DI Hardy and DS Miller, too, and makes a great effort to lighten the mood.
Once you look below the surface, though, things look entirely different. We see glimpses here and there that things are not what they seem, mostly through things we DON’T see rather than the things to DO see.
Joe Miller shows some worrying signs of being a neglectful parent and partner quite early on in the show. To pick up the example of the dinner experience, when DS Miller leaves the room, Joe Miller uses the time he has alone with DI Hardy to probe him for information. If he truly were the supportive husband the show wants us to believe, he would’ve used that time to help both find common ground in their working relationship. DI Hardy is the one who brings that up and asks about whether DS Miller likes him. The conversation is cut short though as Joe Miller filled the narrow time slot with questions about the case and didn’t leave DI Hardy enough to ask about how to improve his working relationship with DS Miller. Case in point, DS Miller keeps complaining that DI Hardy addresses her as “DS Miller” instead of “Ellie”. This would have been a great talking point for Joe Miller in that moment, asking “why” and mediating between them. Also, did Joe Miller make a dinner invitation to help DS Miller and DI Hardy form a working relationship or did he do it to garnish information?
More examples:
When DS Miller and Joe Miller tell Tom Miller about Danny’s passing, both leave him alone in his bedroom. Neither offer a shoulder to cry on. Sure, DS Miller is just as responsible as Joe here but Joe is the stay-at-home parent and therefore the more direct caretaker than DS Miller. Also, over the course of the show we never see Joe actually engaging with Tom, there is no attempt at comforting him, not even when he is obviously distraught. Joe Miller lets Tom out of his sight at the Arcade in episode 5, right in the middle of the “pedophile panic” surrounding Jack Marshal. Just in general, Tom spends a LOT of time wandering the town alone. This image doesn’t sit well with the façade of caring, loving, altruistic father.
Indeed, the filmmakers are pulling one over our eyes with Joe, who turns out to be one of the most egotistic persons in the town. Joe spends time and family money on Danny, he breaks into a holiday hut to do so, manipulates the boy with abuser language and, when threatened to be deprived of his attention, gets so angry he strangles the boy. Whom he still believes to be his son’s best friend. And who is his best friend’s son. The same best friend he then begs for praise because he didn’t drop the body into the ocean so he didn’t have to spend years wondering what happened to the boy.
But why do the filmmakers do this? The series REVELS in red herrings, side plots, dead ends and misdirection. The greatest misdirection they can give us is showing us the “perfect” man and making him turn out to be the most terrible one of all. It’s an emotional gut punch and the type of storytelling that works really well with the type of story they want to convey. Because the story of Broadchurch is not about Danny’s murder, it’s about the fallout that follows. A community like this learning that one of their “best people” is indeed a child murderer has to have a terrible ripple course through it, upsetting it deeply.
With so many other characters filling the “egotism” bill, we are offered a view beyond the picturesque coastal town in Dorset, England, where things look perfect, harmonious and just lovely. The series revels in showing us this image and dissecting it piece by piece, looking deeper and deeper into the cesspool of secrets and bad decisions. As such, the viewer is given the change to observe the deep hurt inflicted upon the more altruistic characters – most of which happen to be women – by the egotistic characters – many of which happen to be men. It is the direct and even more terribly indirect hurt that is inflicted upon the altruistic ones that gives the story the emotional impact it has.
Case in point, Beth Latimer and DS Miller both are exploited by their husbands and end up not only dealing with the direct fallout of their respective actions but hurt to a point they cannot even rely on each other anymore. They are both stripped of the delusion of happiness and family being their haven. They are also both stripped of a friendship which could supply each with a friend who “gets it”. Heck, just for the fun of it the makers toss in Susan Wright, a woman who has been so terribly hurt by her husband that she became jaded enough to “join the other team”. She has become the egotistic abuser her husband was simply because she (probably) used to be altruistic. Her experience with her husband, the police and the loss of her kids have kicked her to the other side of egotism simply out of a deep need for self-preservation.
Before the question comes up, no, the series is not about men vs women, or men = bad, women = good. And neither is this post. There are egotistic women in the story, like Karen White, Susan Wright or Becca Fisher. There are altruistic men in the story, too, like DI Hardy. But the trend is quite distinct. In my own personal experience this comes from the general societal expectation that women should be altruistic and work for the group. An expectation that is not socialized as thoroughly in men. The show picks up on this and showcases it to great effect, placing a great emphasis on the price some women are made to pay for following this expectation.
Finally, the question of egotism vs altruism is a thinking point the viewer is left to ponder with beyond the end credits of the last episode. The discussion of who is what and how much can keep the viewer’s mind busy for some time. Several people on this sub posted they hated Mark Latimer’s selfishness, and many commenters agree. If you ask me, this is a great result for a series, making the viewers contemplate things such as this beyond the actual viewing experience.
2024.06.09 10:05 livingbylight I want a trip with just my husband…
Hey all! I’m just looking for some validation and support and I also need to know if I am being unreasonable. To provide some context, I am a new step-mother, only 8 months in. I went from single to wife and step-mom of 4 step-daughters. My husband and I have been planning a camping/fishing trip to a place we love for a few months now. We’re going to be gone for 5 days, on the week we don’t have the kids. We have them every other week and I am usually taking care of them, making dinners and spending time with them. My husband works full-time and I recently started working part-time again. I’ve been really looking forward to this week of quality time with my husband, kid-free, with just my husband and dog. This step-mom thing is a huge adjustment for me and I never expected to be a mostly stay at home step-mom. So, back to the camping trip: my husband texted me tonight (2 days before we’re supposed to go) asking what I think about my 10 year-old step-daughter (his daughter) joining us. Keep in mind, I’m with the girls way more than he is and if we were to take her with, that would give me 2 days (which I’m working) before having them again for another week. I was SO excited for this trip and to get some peace and quiet out in nature. If I’m being honest, I don’t what my step-daughter to come because she talks a lot and I don’t understand what my husband thinks she’s going to do while he’s/we’re fishing. I realize I’m kind of venting but I think I just need some time to take care of myself. I explained that to my husband and asked if we could go just us this time, like we were planning, and bring her next time. In fact, I’d love to bring her if that was initially the plan! He said they’ll both be heartbroken if she can’t come this time. I’m just getting more and more frustrated because it makes me feel like my needs don’t matter when he responds that way. I feel so bad and I know she would be hurt if she knew I don’t want her to come but this is so last minute and I wasn’t mentally prepared to have our 10 year-old on our camping trip. Am I in the wrong for feeling the way I do? What do I do?? Now, I’m just disappointed and don’t even want to go.
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2024.06.09 10:03 ar_why_ay_en Any advice in regards to possible work for my Mrs?
A bit of background- Myself 33 M, My Mrs 35. We have 2x little girls 5 and 9. British migrants in AKL since Jan 2020. I earn 75,000 40hrs p/week. 1130 weekly. Mrs is working 2x jobs at 28hrs p/week. 650 weekly. Living in South Auckland to keep rent costs lower. We have no savings and are struggling financially with the cost of living.
She has UK qualifications in Beauty Therapy, Teacher Aiding and Health and social care.
Living costs are becoming so tight that we can't seem to get any savings together now and struggle to stretch our money each week. She has been looking, applying and going to interviews in hopes of a 40hrs per week job in the Beauty industry, with no luck getting a position.
She is part time in reception at a skin care clinic but has hit a brick wall with progressing to doing treatments herself (due to financial issues from the company owner for further training). And she also works secondary job as teacher aide in a school (which she has no love for any more due to toxic work environment in the schools)
My Mrs is extremely ambitious about the beauty industry and just really wants a chance! Especially with how much we are struggling. Living pay check to pay check is becoming horrible, some weeks we run out of money even before the weekend due to bills etc.
Ill keep this brief and minimal - I'm starting to really panic that we are getting getting older and will be renting/working until we die now, along with not being able to give our children the best opportunities in life. Due to the anxiety and depression, i've had 18 months on anti depressants (came off them recently). 16hrs of CBT to try and stop this panic. This is without going into the depths of the issues. Not looking for sympathy - im working through it
Anybody any advice, it seems there is always someone more experienced and she just wants to catch a break in a full time position, she has experience herself in many aspects of beauty therapy and really deserves a chance! We just feel lost, and we know how much of a difference securing a 40hrs a week job would change our lives.
Any advice would be great! Thank you.
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She has UK qualifications in Beauty Therapy, Teacher Aiding and Health and social care.
Living costs are becoming so tight that we can't seem to get any savings together now and struggle to stretch our money each week. She has been looking, applying and going to interviews in hopes of a 40hrs per week job in the Beauty industry, with no luck getting a position.
She is part time in reception at a skin care clinic but has hit a brick wall with progressing to doing treatments herself (due to financial issues from the company owner for further training). And she also works secondary job as teacher aide in a school (which she has no love for any more due to toxic work environment in the schools)
My Mrs is extremely ambitious about the beauty industry and just really wants a chance! Especially with how much we are struggling. Living pay check to pay check is becoming horrible, some weeks we run out of money even before the weekend due to bills etc.
Ill keep this brief and minimal - I'm starting to really panic that we are getting getting older and will be renting/working until we die now, along with not being able to give our children the best opportunities in life. Due to the anxiety and depression, i've had 18 months on anti depressants (came off them recently). 16hrs of CBT to try and stop this panic. This is without going into the depths of the issues. Not looking for sympathy - im working through it
Anybody any advice, it seems there is always someone more experienced and she just wants to catch a break in a full time position, she has experience herself in many aspects of beauty therapy and really deserves a chance! We just feel lost, and we know how much of a difference securing a 40hrs a week job would change our lives.
Any advice would be great! Thank you.
2024.06.09 10:02 floatingfriedfish Can’t find a passion
Hey all, figured I’d share my story and see if anyone has experienced something similar.
I’m currently at my first full-time job out of college as a software engineer making good money. I find it bearable, but I’m definitely not passionate about it. I majored in CS in college and once again found it bearable, but wasn’t in love with it.
On a similar note, I have a ton of hobbies that I love but struggle to keep my passion for them over prolonged periods of time (chess, competitive gaming, piano, guitar, grinding live poker, etc.).
I was sitting around not doing much today and was thinking about how I feel like I should be trying to do more with my life, have more of an impact somehow. I just feel like I’m wasting time doing stuff that I enjoy but don’t have a true passion for… but I don’t know what I have a true passion for to be completely honest. This is a bit of a rant but I’m curious to hear if anyone has any ideas or thoughts…
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I’m currently at my first full-time job out of college as a software engineer making good money. I find it bearable, but I’m definitely not passionate about it. I majored in CS in college and once again found it bearable, but wasn’t in love with it.
On a similar note, I have a ton of hobbies that I love but struggle to keep my passion for them over prolonged periods of time (chess, competitive gaming, piano, guitar, grinding live poker, etc.).
I was sitting around not doing much today and was thinking about how I feel like I should be trying to do more with my life, have more of an impact somehow. I just feel like I’m wasting time doing stuff that I enjoy but don’t have a true passion for… but I don’t know what I have a true passion for to be completely honest. This is a bit of a rant but I’m curious to hear if anyone has any ideas or thoughts…