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Comes with pouch, authenticity card, spare parts, magnet, sticker and a cleaning cloth.
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Comes with disassembly tool, nano oil, sticker, pelican case, and authenticity card.
C for third owner, mods.
Last guy said the edge was polished and it was disassemble for cleaning. I never did anything with it. It just sat in the case ever since I bought it.
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First Chapter Previous Chapter
Mrs. Vilonte stood alone in the bathroom. In her hands, she cradled the urn containing her husband's ashes. The weight of it was surprisingly light, almost inconsequential, like the flutter of a moth's wing against her palm.
There was a tinge of sadness that grazed her heart. She had spent years by his side, experiencing the highs and lows of marriage. And now he was dead. The memorial service had been sparsely attended, with only a handful offering their condolences.
One photographer seemed overly eager to capture a shot of the grieving widow shedding a tear. But Mrs. Vilonte despised tears—seeing them, feeling them trickle down her face. The moment she felt her eyes sting and tears threatening to spill, she brushed them away before they had a chance to fall.
Now, the house was quiet. But mixed with that lingering sadness was a sense of relief, a subtle liberation that whispered to her from the shadows. He had betrayed her. His infidelity had cut deep.
She unscrewed the lid of the urn. The ashes inside seemed to shimmer in the faint light. Without hesitation, she emptied the contents into the toilet bowl and pulled the lever, watching as they spiraled downwards, swallowed by the rushing water.
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She once cherished two joys during her drives to Gabrielle's violin lessons. One was soaking in the serene landscape while indulging in her beloved soft jazz on the radio. The other was the comforting presence of her daughter beside her in the front passenger seat.
Now, she glanced at the vacant seat, and a wave of melancholy washed over her. Shaking off the emotion, she turned her attention back to the road, gripping the wheel tighter as she accelerated. After a stretch of driving, she eventually arrived at the mansion.
She had often wondered how the maestro accumulated such immense wealth. However, after meeting his benefactor and experiencing the allure of that wealth herself, she began to understand the price he had paid–the soul.
Was striking a deal with such a malevolent entity truly worth it? This question haunted her thoughts daily, and still, she had no definitive answer. The allure of luxury was intoxicating like the addictive sweetness of sugar. The more she indulged in it, the stronger her craving became, leaving her caught in a cycle of desire and uncertainty.
The mansion was as elegant and grand as she remembered. In the front yard, a splendid water fountain glistened under the sunlight. Surrounding the mansion was a manicured garden bloomed with vibrant colors and lush foliage.
Before stepping out of the car, she pulled a handgun from the glove compartment and carefully concealed it in her purse. Today was the day she planned to confront him, intent on demanding him to undo the unfortunate turn her life had taken.
The front door was unlocked and it swung open effortlessly as she entered. It slammed shut behind her without her even touching it, and there was no wind to explain it.
“Ah, Mrs. Vilonte,” a familiar male voice greeted warmly, “It's been far too long since our last meeting. You look lovely as ever!”
She looked up to see the young Salerno, leaning casually against the railing at the top of the split staircase. His smirking face drew a scowl from her. She resented his mocking compliment about her looking “lovely as ever.” She wore the same black dress she'd worn since her husband's memorial, now creased from sleep and carrying a faint scent of dried scotch.
“You've had your fun, Salerno,” she retorted, her voice tinged with restrained anger. "I shouldn't have broken our agreement, and I've learned my lesson.”
“Have you?”
“Yes, and I assure you, it won't happen again.”
“So, what can I do for you?”
“I want my life back.”
Salerno's face was solemn, shrouded in silence. Unexpectedly, he erupted into mocking laughter.
“That's not the nature of consequences, my dear,” he remarked. “You must live with what you've done. Forgiveness is not in my nature.
“You've stripped me of my wealth–”
“It wasn't yours to begin with.”
“I have nothing left!”
“Oh, that isn't completely true. You still have your family.”
“You've torn my family apart! My husband is gone, my son imprisoned and now my daughter, too! You've taken her from me.”
“But soon you'll be reunited.”
“What do you mean?”
He motioned for her to ascend the stairs. “You've arrived just in time to witness something miraculous. Something beautiful!”
Confusion clouded Mrs. Vilonte's face until she heard an agonized moan coming from an upstairs room, followed by a cry she knew all too well.
“Gabrielle,” she gasped.
Salerno nodded. “You're about to be a grandmother to another child.”
The haunting images from the field of mirrors flooded back. The abomination—a monstrous entity—was on the brink of entering their world, and who knew what kind of hell it would bring. Suddenly, a powerful force propelled her towards the stairs, her movements no longer under her control. Before she knew it, she stood face to face with Salerno on the top landing. His grin exposed jagged, menacing teeth, and his eyes were pools of darkness. With talon-like fingers, he grasped her shoulders, their sharp points piercing her skin.
He led her into the master bedroom, where Gabrielle lay in a fitful sleep on a queen-size bed, her movements restless. Her eyes were closed, and sweat had matted her hair to her head. Beside her sat Victoria, whose skin showed signs of decay, and she moved with a robotic, disjointed motion as she wiped the sweat from Gabrielle's face with a cloth. When Victoria moved aside, Mrs. Vilonte shivered, finding herself staring into Victoria's empty, hollow eye sockets.
Salerno leaned in close to her ear, his voice a low whisper as he said, “My children are everywhere, and this newborn will join them, serving me in this world. You should feel honored to be part of something extraordinary, something greater than yourself.”
Slipping free from his hold, she quickly made her way to her daughter's bedside, sweeping aside stray locks from her face. The moment her fingers made contact with her skin, Gabrielle began to calm down.
“Gabby, it's Mom,” she whispered gently, a wave of relief washing over her as her daughter's eyes fluttered open in response.
“Did you enjoy the concert, Mom?” Gabrielle asked, faintly.
“Well, it was an unforgettable performance, that's for sure.”
“Didn’t I do a phenomenal job?”
“Let's talk about it when we get home.”
“Home?”
“Yes, you're coming home with me now.”
“I can't... the baby is going to arrive soon,” Gabrielle gasped, her voice strained with pain. "It hurts too much to move.”
“You’ll have to endure it! We need to get out of here!”
Mrs. Vilonte tossed aside the blanket and firmly grasped her arm, pulling her out of the bed. Gabrielle staggered and lost her footing, sliding down onto the floor. She reached for the edge of the bed, trying to soften her sudden fall.
“Run, run, but wherever you hide,” Salerno sang, “you'll never escape this hell.”
Mrs. Vilonte quickly drew the handgun from her purse, aiming it at him as he approached. Her eyes darted between Salerno and Victoria, the gun wavering between the two.
“Stay back! Just let us go.”
Salerno chuckled. “Mrs. Vilonte, really now? Violence won't solve your problems.”
A deafening bang echoed through the room. He staggered back, pressing a hand to his belly as blood began to seep through his white shirt. His mouth opened, releasing a plume of black smoke that coalesced into the silhouette of a large goat standing upright on its hind legs.
The creature glared at her with red eyes before the smoke dissipated. Then, as if the inevitable march of age had finally caught up to him within seconds, his vitality began to wane. His once smooth skin transformed into a web of wrinkles. His dark eyes dimmed, replaced by a cloudy haze. His jet-black hair turned a shocking shade of white, contrasting starkly with the pallor of his skin. His cheeks began to sink.
Salerno, aged and frail, sank to the floor, his hand stubbornly pressed against his wound as if hoping to halt the flow of blood. “Run, run, but wherever you hide, you'll never escape this hell.”
Mrs. Vilonte seized her daughter's arm, hauling her upright, all the while keeping the gun trained between Salerno and Victoria. Victoria lay collapsed on the floor, reduced to a heap of decomposed skin devoid of bones and muscle.
A deep rumble echoed through the room, causing it to tremble and sway. Cracks snaked across the walls, paint peeling away in tattered sheets. Twisting, blood-red vines crept from the fractures, weaving their way across walls and ceiling. Acting quickly, Mrs. Vilonte seized Gabrielle, who had collapsed to the floor, teeth clenched in pain from another surge of agony. She pulled her up by the arm, forcing her to her feet and pushing her towards the door.
The mansion, once a symbol of pride when she'd taken her daughter for the maestro’s lessons, was transforming into a nightmarish scene. Blood oozed from the decaying walls, while a noxious sulfuric odor filled the air, nearly suffocating Mrs. Vilonte and making each breath a struggle.
She didn't pause for rest or allow Gabrielle a moment to catch her breath until they were safely out of the house and speeding away in the car, putting as much distance as possible between them and the area.
“Mom, stop the car,” Gabrielle groaned in pain from the back seat.
“Hold on tight, honey. We'll go to the nearest hospital.”
“I can't wait anymore!”
“It won't be long. Twenty minutes.”
“I can feel the baby wanting to come out.”
Mrs. Vilonte looked up at the rearview mirror, where she saw Gabrielle's sweaty face scrunched up in pain, gripping her rounded belly with both hands.
“I know this isn’t easy,” she said, “but you need to hold out a little longer. We'll be at the hospital very soon.”
“STOP THE CAR!”
The car came to a sudden stop, jolting Mrs. Vilonte forward and almost throwing Gabrielle off from her seat.
“The baby is coming! Mom, help me!” Gabrielle cried.
“The baby…”
Mrs. Vilonte couldn't shake the thought that this creature couldn't possibly be human. The horrifying acts that it could be capable of frightened her, and the idea that it shared a bloodline with her sickened her even more. Her hand moved to the handgun resting on the passenger seat beside her, considering the one extreme solution she could think of for such an unusual situation.
It wasn't ideal, but she saw no other option.
She took hold of the gun and stepped out of the car, approaching the rear passenger side. Opening the door, she found her daughter propped on her elbows, lifting her dress to reveal the widening canal. Gabrielle let out a menacing growl as she pushed.
Mrs. Vilonte crouched to inspect closer, and instantly felt the unsettling, malevolent presence. The entity seemed to be trying to claw its way out from the depths of the abyss. It inched towards the light, its growls growing louder like a ravenous animal. As Gabrielle pushed further, its red, snouted face broke through, its eyes snapping open to lock onto hers with an intense, black-eyed glare.
Startled, she stumbled back, her hands grasping for the handgun that had slipped from her trembling fingers. As she aimed at the creature before her, an unseen force encircled her hands. She fought to maintain control, but the force twisted the weapon, redirecting it towards her. Suddenly, she found herself staring down the barrel of her gun.
The trees came alive with a flurry of motion as a group of birds took flight, their wings beating frantically against the sky. The once-quiet canopy echoed with the sound of panicked chirps and the movement of feathers, as the startled birds scattered in all directions, seeking refuge from the sudden disturbance caused by a blast.
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In the forest of another realm, beyond the physical world, her skin melded seamlessly with the tree's bark, as vines snaked their way around her, ensnaring her limbs. Fungi blossomed from her mouth, rendering her voiceless as her tongue was entwined.
The goat-like creature approached her, brandishing a small mirror, coercing her to confront her distorted reflection. Little remained of her once recognizable features. Worms and roaches had taken residence in the hollow cavity where her nose and right eye had been. With her one remaining eye, she gazed into the mirror, waves of anguish coursing through her being as she beheld the grim reflection of what she had transformed into.
Then, as her ghastly reflection faded, a young man with dark hair and eyes as deep as coal materialized, wearing a black suit, standing with poise on a stage, holding up a violin. Upon closer look, she realized it to be the very violin Gabrielle had once owned.
“Behold what my child has become,” the entity proclaimed. “Are you not as proud of him as I am?”
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A bright light beamed down on the young man standing center stage, his violin poised in his hands. His fingers glided over the strings, and with each passing note, the audience, their eyes fixed on him, was drawn deeper into his spell. It wrapped around the listeners' hearts and pulled them into a trance-like state. And as the last notes hung in the air, the audience were suspended in silence and left breathless. Then, they leaped to their feet in thunderous applause.
With a twisted smile, he relished the adulation. He knew he had sway over them, puppet master of their actions. He could simply issue a command, and they would eagerly comply, ready to enact his darkest fantasies. He imagined directing his willing servants to get up on the roof of a towering building and leap into the abyss below, willingly offering themselves as sacrifices.
He envisioned chaos unleashed upon the streets, cars overturned, windows shattered, and buildings engulfed in flames. All at his behest. The world lay at his fingertips, ripe for manipulation and destruction, as he thought about the countless ways he could bring about humanity’s demise.
After his final bow, the young man turned to face the audience, expressing heartfelt thanks for their attendance, eliciting both laughter and warm affection from the crowd. But, amidst the resounding applause, one figure remained still in the front row, confined to a wheelchair. He stared straight at her face which was hidden behind a thin black veil.
Though her body remained motionless in the chair, incapable of even the slightest movement, her one good eye was very much alive, fully engaged with her surroundings. And there was something else in her gaze. He could sense it from the stage, and it made him chuckle. It was an aroma he found intoxicating – the unmistakable stench of fear, seeping from every pore like primal pheromones.
The audience clamored for an encore, yearning to satisfy their insatiable thirst for more music. Their fervent cries echoed through tears. Lifting his violin once more, he hushed the audience with a single motion. The moment the red bow touched the strings, pandemonium broke loose. The spectators lost all self-control, leaping from their seats, clutching their heads, and tearing at their hair in a wild frenzy. They were completely entranced, surrendered to the power of the music.
As his crescendo intensified, a raging fire surged within them, mirrored by the frantic speed of his fingers on the strings. With each chord, they tore at their garments, sinking nails and teeth into one another's flesh. Chaos exploded, mingling with the scent of blood and the sound of rending flesh.
Mrs. Vilonte remained seated in her wheelchair, an impassive observer amidst the chaos, her voice silenced, her limbs still. She bore witness to the madness, her mind ensnared within its chaos, forever lost to its depths.

34+4, FTM. I live in the US and am married to an American man but I am a 1st generation American, child of immigrants. This pregnancy has been going really smoothly and my husband and I are excited and getting ready for the arrival of our son, and we are both very close to our moms, who are both also ecstatic to be first time grandmas. But now we are having issues between to the two women and it’s causing problems between my husband and I.
It started with my baby shower. My MIL threw me my bridal shower a couple years ago which was in her home state and my mom and I traveled there. She also then insisted on throwing me a baby shower in her home state (we live by my mom in a different state). My mom got upset because she said it’s unfair she gets to throw both bridal and baby shower but I told her to let it go and if she wanted to throw me a baby shower, we would just have two in the two different states. It was a little awkward for me to have two but ultimately we had different guests lists for the two different locations (except for family which was invited to both but with no expectation to attend both). Well, my mom flew to my MILs baby shower and we had a nice time. And my MIL flew to us for my mom’s baby shower. Culturally, where we come from, you don’t open presents at the shower. It’s considered rude given maybe not everyone can give to the same extent and you don’t want to cause any embarrassment or discomfort or unnecessary competition. So at my mom’s shower, I didn’t open presents and at my MILs I did. I have no problem with this. I have been living within two cultures most of my life and acknowledge there is no “right or wrong” way; just different preferences. My mom didn’t say anything at their baby shower about opening gifts (she knows this is an American custom) but my MIL kept going on and on about us not opening gifts at my moms and how she didn’t like that that. I didn’t say anything about why we don’t (I didn’t want her to think that we were implying she was rude). I just said “it’s not customary where we are from” and the guests in attendance at my mom’s party were mostly from the same cultural community.
Once we got home, we all opened the gifts and started going through them and organizing them in the context of what I received from my MILs baby shower. When it came to the clothes, the clothes I received from my MILs side was a lot of cute daily wear clothes; Carters, Osh Kosh, Target etc. As again is customary culturally, the clothes I received from my mom’s side were more dressy baby clothes and in the style that boy babies wear in my country of origin. These are well crafted dressing gowns with bonnets and lace frills and little blue bows, lots of hand embroidery, etc. My mom also gifted me some of the fine dressing clothes (like from our baptisms) that myself and my brothers wore when we were babies and are very sentimental to her. My MIL was shook! “But it’s a boy”, she said, and these are “dresses” and we would be putting him in “girl clothes”. And that she really didn’t like it. Like I get it, it’s not what is customary here and it may not be everyone’s taste but I could see her comments were really upsetting my mom, who was shaking folding the delicate clothes and setting them aside. I explained that these are not “girl clothes” and this is what baby boys wear where we are from but she kept repeating how she doesn’t like it and it’s “girly” so I redirected the convo.
Later, I mentioned to my husband that his mom’s comments really hurt my mom’s feelings, especially as she was pulling out our baby dressing gowns (from my brothers and I) and she really should keep her opinions to herself if they are negative. We got into a fight with him saying that my mom shares her opinions too (referring to how she criticized me for getting vaccinated during pregnancy and has been commenting about our cats being “dangerous” for the baby). I generally ignore these comments and they are directed at me so they aren’t the same thing to me as them directing criticisms to each other. I’m not sure if I’m wrong or not but now I’m worried about having both grandmas around in a few weeks after he is born. And how to manage the cultural divide and my marriage with two outspoken and opinionated ladies. I really want their help and for both to feel included but not at the expense of my husband and I’s sanity.
TLDR; MIL made negative comments about my mom’s cultural gifts to our son and hurt my mom’s feelings. When I said she shouldn’t share her opinions, husband got mad saying my mom is rude too. Thinking of mitigation strategies to have us all together when baby comes.

That’s right, I was born with Perfect Bach. As an infante I cooed the cello suite in G major to my mother every night. While most kids were banging pots and pans I was using my Fischer Price piano to perform the Brandenburg Concertos for my stuffed animals.
Now as an adult I exclusively wear Osh Kosh BeGosh and make music that everyone pretends to like to feel smart. AMA!

Seriously. Look up the definitions of both and you will see they are contradicting terms. Having lots of sex with your betrothed just makes you a really good girlfriend/wife.
Imo, this also pertains to "pornstars". Pornstars are members of management companies that contract them through different film companies. Jenna Jameson, or Angela White are "pornstars". Edna Burlington from OshKosh Wisconsin has a fan site page, where she posts vids of her and her husband Merle they make with an IPhone.
That's the equivalent of saying a garage band are Rockstars like Metallica, just because they post live videos on youtube.

I typed this up as comment to another Deut 22:5 thread, but reddit kept saying "unable to create comment."
I think transgenderism and transexuality goes way deeper than Deuteronomy 22:5. Deuteronomy 22:5 barely even covers the depth of transexuality/transgenderism. I'll let you be like the Bereans (Acts 17:11) and fact check my words for yourselves.

1. Clothing found it's origin after the Fall. After they ate from the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil, "Then the eyes of both of them were opened, and they realized they were naked; so they sewed fig leaves together and made coverings for themselves." (Genesis 3:7)
2. God replaced the fig leaves they made for themselves through the blood sacrifice of an animal. This future references the blood sacrifice of Jesus on the cross. "The LORD God made garments of skin for Adam and his wife and clothed them." (Genesis 3:21)
3. Tunics were worn by both sexes throughout the bible from Genesis to Revelation.
4. Western culture automatically associates a skirt with female clothing. But if you do a word search for "skirt" in The King James Version in the Old Testament, it appears 10 times. Each time it references a garment for male (King James Bible Online dot org word search)
5. When you go to the Hebrew text of Deuteronomy 22:5, the Hebrew word for man is gheh'-ber. This Hebrew word for man is used only twice in the entire book of Deuteronomy (see KJV verse count column). In the whole book of Deuteronomy, the word "man" appears a total of 95 times. But only 2/95 of those times is the Hebrew word gheh'-ber used to mean man. This is significant. Why did the author use gheh'-ber and not these?

eesh (65 occurrences in Deuteronomy)
en-oshe' (15 times in Deut)
math occurs (6 times in Deut)
aw-dawm' (6 times in Deuteronomy)
baw-khoor' (1 time in Deuteronomy means 'young man')
In this case, geber means man, strong man, warrior (emphasising strength or ability to fight)

1. The Adam Clarke Commentary on the Bible reads

“it is very probable her that armor is here intended; especially as we know that in the worship of Venus, to which that of Astarte or Ashtaroth among the Canaanites bore a striking resemblance, the women were accustomed to appear in armor before her. It certainly can not mean a simple change in dress whereby the men might pass for women, and vice versa. This would have been impossible in those countries where the dress of the sexes had but little to distinguish it, and where every man wore a long beard.”

1. Even the Jewish historian Flavius Josephus in Antiquities 4.8.43 wrote

Take care especially in your battles, that no woman use the habit of a man, nor man the garment of a woman

1. If one were to read Deuteronomy literally, then we must only wear sandals and tunics, literally. We must go back to riding camels, drawing water from a well. We must obey all of the law too and not cherry pick which parts we want to live. James 2:10 reads, "For whoever keeps the whole law and yet stumbles at just one point is guilty of breaking all of it."
   
2. Man can not be justified by following the law. Galatians 2
   

"15 “We who are Jews by birth and not sinful Gentiles 16 know that a person is not justified by the works of the law, but by faith in Jesus Christ. So we, too, have put our faith in Christ Jesus that we may be justified by faith in[d] Christ and not by the works of the law, because by the works of the law no one will be justified*....*21 I do not set aside the grace of God, for if righteousness could be gained through the law, Christ died for nothing!”

1. If man attempts sanctification by the law, he is obligated to obey all of the law at all times to achieve it. Also Galatians 3

10 For all who rely on the works of the law are under a curse, as it is written: “Cursed is everyone who does not continue to do everything written in the Book of the Law.”[e] 11 Clearly no one who relies on the law is justified before God, because “the righteous will live by faith.”[f] 12 The law is not based on faith; on the contrary, it says, “The person who does these things will live by them.”[g] 13 Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us, for it is written: “Cursed is everyone who is hung on a pole.”[h] 14 He redeemed us in order that the blessing given to Abraham might come to the Gentiles through Christ Jesus, so that by faith we might receive the promise of the Spirit.

1. My interpretation of Deuteronomy 22:5 is avoid spiritual role inversion in marriage relationships. After the fall, God approached Adam first. Why? Because Ephesians 5:23 states "For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior." Also don't invoke the Spirit of Ahab when in relationships with females who could also be invoking the Spirit of Jezebel to achieve their ends. Stay in the right lane like Jehu who toppled Jezebel or Elijah who toppled Jezebel's baal.

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171235	Luna Bloom ASMR	ASMR Personal Attention for Sleep 💖 (gentle + unpredictable) [brown noise]
170662	Amy Kay ASMR	ASMR Circus Baby | FNAF | Horrifyingly Sleepy Personal Attention
165111	Coromo Sara. ASMR	ASMR 99.9% of You Will Brain Tingles ⚡️ (No Talking)
164556	Wishtrend TV	Meet the ASMR Genius✨ Seongmin's Self Intro🐰 | CRAVITY Seongmin | SENSITIVE SEONGMIN EP.1
161713	RaffyTaphyASMR	ASMR For Short Attention Span (45 seconds)
155047	Nanou ASMR	My Intro Through The Years! - ASMR
154393	ASMR Anil Çakmak	ASMR | I Did On My Dad Amazing ASMR Head Massage (+beard shave)
153136	Mol ASMR.	ASMR español roleplay para dormir secretario chismoso
147086	edafoxx ASMR	ASMR to get you to sleep fast
145073	alwaysslightlysleepy	faun fawns on you! (up close)(ear massage, brain scratching)(asmr)
144353	♡Necoma Ch.♡猫羽かりん 【けもりふ】	【KU100/ASMR】はぅっ♡と思わず反応しちゃう心地よさ♡睡眠導入耳責めASMR♡【高音質】EarCleaning,Mouthsound,Whispering,RelaxSleeping
140606	beebee asmr	FAST ASMR Triggers ( Camera Tapping, Gripping, Hand Sounds, Tingly Whispers + )
140081	Lizi ASMR	Fastest ASMR Freshman Medical Students Examining You (Eye Exam, Cranial Nerves, Ear, Hearing Test)
138568	Lowe ASMR	ASMR Tingly Mouth Sounds with 3DIO | Ear to Ear Massage
130765	Lizi ASMR	ASMR Doing What is Necessary (Hair Trim, Facial Treatment, Ear Tapping...) Whispers
127047	Simply Kel	ASMR DEEP SLEEP in 20 Mins or LESS (Gentle Focus Games, Personal attention etc.)
125978	Kewas ASMR	Real Person ASMR that Put an ASMRtist to SLEEP *unintentionally* | hair SCRATCHING, hairline tracing
122194	gumoochie	cranial nerve exam except you fail everything (asmr)
121654	Hot Mocha ASMR	Foam Mic Scratching & Relaxing Mouth Sounds | ASMR
120305	Luna Bloom ASMR	ASMR Mouth Sounds + Crunchy Mic Cover (Whispers Only) 🍬💜
114897	ASMR MOOD	АСМР 🍅 УСТРОИЛАСЬ РАБОТАТЬ В СУПЕРМАРКЕТ 🥬🍅 SUPERMARKET SIMULATOR ASMR
114692	RaffyTaphyASMR	ASMR Liquid Sound Assortment
114057	Tiptoe Tingles ASMR	ASMR 1 Hour of Dry Mouth Sounds (Sksk, Tongue Clicking, & More) (Looped)
106736	ASMR con Noa	⭐ASMR DUERMES en las Piernas de tu NOVIA❤️ [Sub] Atención Personal para Aliviar el ESTRÉS
105212	M2	최연소 아기공주들의 액세서리💍 ASMR 풀버전 | UNIS 방윤하&임서원 | [팅글썰롱]
104441	Arbmeis	ASMR Mouth Sounds & Ear Massage
103955	Diddly ASMR	ASMR Deep Whispers for Sleep

Comment first please
70%ish for bulk dicks over $100
55-60% Starbucks, Marshall’s TJ Maxx
50% Old Navy, Gap & Co
60% Cabelas, REI - may go a bit higher
Also buying sister stores - Gap, OshKosh, TJ Maxx, etc
LTC preferred but can do other cryptos or payment methods

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Insurgency RP - a home for serious roleplayers.
Insurgency RP is a home for serious roleplayers (18+) who enjoy crafting stories and making memories! You can choose your path and make a name for yourself in the city of Los Santos. Own a business, rob a bank, become a socialite, arrest a mob boss, or oversee the criminal case of the century – it’s all possible in IRP! What we are offering:
- ✨Looking for immediate help in ALL Government Positions
- 🚑 EMS is now hiring immediately!
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- 💰 Business Applications Always Open!
- 🏴‍☠️ Gang Turf, Sprays, Benches and Clothing!
- 🛠️ Built by the Devs, run by the Devs!
- 🤝 Strong, Welcoming, Pre-established community!
- 🏪 Gabz MLOs for housing and businesses!
- 🦺 Tons of Civilian Jobs and more coming!
- 😈 Tons of Crim Jobs to keep you busy!
- 💊 Multiple Drugs to sell and take! (Addiction?)
- 🚗 Custom Cars! RAHE Racing and Boosting!
- 👕 Custom Clothing!
Interested? Join our Discord and get involved! Whitelist Now!
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Some clips and pics!
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https://clips.twitch.tv/SpinelessIronicStapleDerp-djQruMuiqVolnjpP
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https://clips.twitch.tv/BetterObedientLardMoreCowbell-huKR9oAU56Qd_sM1
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ftghszYIrHk
https://clips.twitch.tv/CarelessAverageGoshawkKippa-VR1VYWJdmQ3pi_32
https://youtube.com/shorts/WCytHmxE2S4?si=znz1dhVwDXfStQk3
https://medal.tv/games/gta-v/clips/1Y83bQosyZT8Rv/d1337LsOshGa?invite=cr-MSw3em8sNjU3NzQ5MDQs

Welcome Engineers to another contest announcement! First up, we have to announce the winners of our mech contest! It was fun to slowly build up to a big contest like this, and I hope you all enjoyed the build up as well. And you guys knocked it out of the park. I loved seen the creativity. And there was soooo much carnage. You guys made Hyrule more safe. First place goes to u/osh-kosh-ganache with their Mecha King Gleeok. Gleeoks are incredibly dangerous enemies, and it's about time that Bokoblins and Moblins feel that terror. Second place goes to u/kmarkow and their "The Platypus". It was a surprisingly fast mech that was missing only a fedora. Although, I think Doofenshmirtz would have call it the Platypusinator! Third place goes to u/Ultrababouin with their This is Mineru if she was good. This was the most energy efficient build of the winners, and not something you would want running with scissors! So many great mechs, and impressive designs! Winners enjoy your new/modified user flairs!
A new month means the end of one contest, and also the start of another! You know on thing that I haven't seen lot of builds try to do? Something that we saw in, of all places, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild. That's right. I'm talking about the Master Cycle. It was definitely not something that I would have ever though I would see in a LoZ title. This month's theme shall be [Motorcycles/Unicycles/Tricycles]! I figure that giving options for designs might make things interesting. Do you think someone will do an Akira slide video? I guess we'll find out soon! Get building, Engineers!
Don't forget to put [APR24] as the first word in the post title or it doesn't count! You can't adjust post titles once they are posted. Also, remember only green flared posts can enter. Top 3 most upvoted posts get the win! The prize is a custom user flair! The winners will be announced on May 1st or the first Saturday of May! Keep building, Engineers!