Welcome back to my weekly Dhar Mann video review series. I was bored and decided to do this week's review earlier than usual. The video I will be tackling today is Bratty TEEN RUNS AWAY From Home, What Happens Next Is Shocking. This was last year's Mother's Day special and is one that I've thought would be an interesting review for a little while now. I even posted a clip from this video the other day. Anyways, let's get the review started.
The video begins with the titular bratty teen Chloe(Logan Roe) getting her makeup ready while the doorbell rings, and she yells at her mom to get it. Mom(Katherine Norland) answers the door and a girl(Sara Kamine) is there to give Chloe a spray tan. Mom is confused and goes into Brat's room while she is dying her hair. Mom tells Brat she is too young to be dying her hair, which is kind of silly if you ask me. This girl looks old enough to be making decisions about her hair color. Mom then confronts her about the spray tan she plans on getting while she is texting a rapper named Lil Pop who she is going on a date with. Apparently, Lil Pop also flunked out of high school. I'm pretty sure Lil Pop is supposed to be a parody of Lil Pump. Now I'm starting to think I should make a video titled "Gucci Gang but every Gucci Gang is replaced with a cringy Dhar Mann clip". Mom informs Brat that she is not allowed to go out with Lil Pop and even if she was, it's Mother's Day and they have the whole day planned. Brat and Mom argue a bit more and Brat calls Mom's rules dumb. Mom says they are not dumb but important. I'm not liking where this is going because last time Dhar preached "rules are important" was the video where Regina got Jay kidnapped. Mom then complains to her husband(Chris Ready), who suggests letting her go on the date. Husband suggests to let Brat go on the date and face her own consequences. He's the only reasonable one here so far. Brat comes down saying she is leaving. Okay, now I'm starting to side with the mom a bit, your mom doesn't let you go out one time and you're running away from her right before Mother's Day? I'm as against strict parents as the next guy, but that seems VERY rash. Mom listen's to Dad's suggestion and doesn't even try to stop her from leaving.
The next scene shows Brat at her friend's house complaining about her mom. Friend(Angelina Koerner) says "you don't want to be with your mom for Mother's Day?". Brat says she is done with her mom and asks Friend if she can get a spray tan and dye her hair, wo which Friend reluctantly agrees. We then cue a shitty music montage of Brat getting a spray tan and dying her hair in preparation for her date. Brat wakes up the next morning only to realize her makeover was a disaster and she looks like what she describes as "an old lady carrot". Her and Friend go to get more hair dye. Then we cut to Brat's parent's house, where Mom is all worried about her since she didn't come home. Then we cut back to Brat trying to re-makeover herself. Then Mom is at Dharla's Diner all by herself waiting for Brat hoping she'll arrive, but she doesn't. We cut to Brat and Friend again, and Brat's hair somehow looks even worse after her re-makeover. Her hair looks like Marge Simpson's and only a small amount of spray tan came off. Lil Pop texts brat saying he wants to meet 30 minutes earlier and she is panicking. I'm a dude, so I don't really have a say in this, but this is the point where I would just back out of my date personally. We then cut home, where Mom is still worried about Brat, but dad insists that they can't stop her from going on her date. I know I said the dad was reasonable earlier, but I feel like at this point, they should at least make sure she's okay.
Now we get to the so bad it's good part of the video. Brat is going on her date and we are finally introduced to Lil Pop(Tate Doppler) and he asks her why she's dressed so poorly. Brat shows her her bad hair and spotty spray tan and says it's horrible, and Lil Pop, who speaks in a stupidly funny, hard to understand voice, agrees that it's not good. A waitress comes over with two menus and because Lil Pop is in a rush, he orders his meal. He orders a steak, and wants it so rare he says "like, blood pouring out of it when you cut it". Brat is about to order, but Lil Pop orders the chicken for her and Brat says she is a vegetarian. Lil Pop laughs and says "for real like you only eat plants and stuff". This reminds me of the football video where the bully says "maybe if you ate meat instead of that banana, you wouldn't be so scrawny". Lil Pop orders for Brat what he describes as "that one salad named after that dude". Why am I finding this character hilarious? Waitress asks if he means the Caesar Salad, and he says that's the one. Lil Pop says he is in a rush because he has plans with his mom later. Wow, even this deadbeat rapper is making time for his mom on Mother's Day(or is he?). Chloe really is a brat. At home, Mom finally caves and says she is going to Friend's house to get Brat to come home. Back with Brat and Lil Pop, they get their dinner and Lil Pop tells waitress to bring the check. We then see Lil Pop cutting his blue rare steak saying it's just how he likes it, and they shows closeups of him chewing the steak. Which is pretty gross. Lil Pop says "you got to eat your food Becca". Brat is offended and says her name's not Becca. Now she is starting to regret going on this date. Brat sees a mom and her daughter at another table eating Fettuccine Alfredo, which Brat was supposed to make for her mom, and she is starting to regret running away from her mom. Then a random girl(Alexa Cate) walks in and calls Lil Pop babe and is confused when she sees Brat with him. She informs her that her name is Becca and she is Lil Pop's date. Apparently, Lil Pop didn't have plans with his mom after all. Brat is hurt because of what she had to go through for the date. Lil Pop insults her saying she looks like an Oompa Loompa and she should go back to Wonka's factory. Brat calls Lil Pop a trashy wannabe rapper, throws her "salad named after that dude" at her, and leaves.
We then cut to Friend's house where Friend tells her mom(Maricella Ibarra) that she will do the dishes because it's Mother's Day. Brat's mom is knocking at the door looking for Brat, but Friend's Mom tells her she is on her date with Lil Pop. Friend's mom invites her inside, but she decides to go home. We then cut home where Brat has returned and has made Fettucine Alfredo for her and her mom. Brat tells her she was right about everything and she realizes rules are important. I'll give credit where credit is due, this video sent that message MUCH better than Jay's kidnapping video. Mom tells Brat she will take her to a salon tomorrow to get her Oompa Loompa makeover fixed, but Brat wants to go to school. Mom says that it's a very special case however and she will let her skip school. Dad walks by and is happy to see that Mom and Brat have made up and love each other again. And that's the end.
Conclusion
I didn't like this video when I first saw it and if you asked me even about a month ago, I would've called Lil Pop Tate's worst character. But after rewatching this, I realized Lil Pop is actually kind of hilarious(maybe not intentionally, but still). But Logan's character is bland as always, and she was acting like a real brat even if the mom was being a little strict at first. 5/10 but only because Lil Pop gives it some so bad it's good points. See you next review.
Tropes Used:
Restaurant named Dharla's, pasta dish, message of the video repeated multiple times, vegetarian stigmatized for not eating meat(not really talked about, but this is actually a fairly common trope), typecasting, shitty music montage.

i haven't spoken to many people since i dropped out so i'm looking to make a few close friends. i'm okay with talking to people of any gender and anyone 16+. i'm only really interested in long-term, so please don't message me if you're only looking to have a few conversations.
as for a few things about me, i currently work in food service, but i'm hoping to go to college for art and business so that i can do something with that instead. i'm a wannabe musician with no money for instruments lol, but i've wanted to make music ever since i was a kid. i really want to be in a band someday but i think that everyone does. i also like writing, drawing, playing video games, and making playlists.
i'm a furry (not THAT kind, swear) and i've been a huge mlp fan ever since i was a kid. also obsessed with strawberry shortcake, care bears, and lps. ive been getting back into danganronpa as well and batman the animated series has a chokehold on me.
i don't really have a lot of preferences as for who i talk to, i mainly just ask that your timezone is relatively similar to mine (mst) and that you have discord.

My method of madness:
2 OPT chapter tests using 100 questions each 2 Pocket Prep test 100 questions each.
Used this baseline percentage to target my weak domains using Ben Malisow WannaBeA CCSP at 2x speed and Alukos. I got WannaBe and Gwen's courses on udemy but honestly I am not a video learner so I consumed maybe 20% on WannaBe and 0% of Gwen's.
Completed all OPT chapter questions at 77% average. Completed all pocket prep questions 1 domain at 80%, 3 domains low coming 70% and two mid to high 60%.
I then used OSG 100 questions at a time to answer all 504 questions with a 83% average. Went back to OPT for practice exam questions for average of 87%
Followed up using pocket prep level up function to get me into 80% on all domains. Then built tests using questions I answered wrong 100 at a time to get to 100%.
35 Hours total on Pocket Prep 1000 Pocket Prep Questions answered correctly 992 OPT Questions answered correctly 420 OSG Questions answered correctly
OPT & OSG 2nd editions
I plan on reviewing my notes of areas I copied/ pasted into a document for later review Tue & Wed. Overall I found pocket prep questions to be way longer and more in depth then the OSG/OPT. I liked the functions of PocketPrep, I wish there was functionality to save your progress and create a second session without clearing all your results. ISACA had something similar when I did CISM/CRISC in there testing platform.
I am feeling good, hope to follow up Wed with good news.

Ben, As We Know So Far, Has A Girlfriend In Europe. His Girlfriend Could Be The New Leaked Character Called 'Sydney'
'Sydney' Is Described To Us As An Amputee By Saying She "Lost An Arm".
By The End Of The Season (Episode 10) We See Brooklynn Without An Arm On The Website Ben Showed Her (Dark Jurassic) Texting A (What I Think Is Called) DWF Member From The First Video (Episode 1)
As We Know, Ben Introduced Brooklynn To Dark Jurassic, She Could've Messaged Him About Herself And Other Stuff And As They've Been Together Before (Camp Cretaceous) She Knows What He Enjoys So They Become Friends Etc. Then Girlfriend/Boyfriend.
I Wouldn't Be Suprised If This Would Happen In The Next Future Season, Also What Do You Think?

Ben, As We Know So Far, Has A Girlfriend In Europe. His Girlfriend Could Be The New Leaked Character Called 'Sydney'
'Sydney' Is Described To Us As An Amputee By Saying She "Lost An Arm".
By The End Of The Season (Episode 10) We See Brooklynn Without An Arm On The Website Ben Showed Her (Dark Jurassic) Texting A (What I Think Is Called) DWF Member From The First Video (Episode 1)
As We Know, Ben Introduced Brooklynn To Dark Jurassic, She Could've Messaged Him About Herself And Other Stuff And As They've Been Together Before (Camp Cretaceous) She Knows What He Enjoys So They Become Friends Etc. Then Girlfriend/Boyfriend.
I Wouldn't Be Suprised If This Would Happen In The Next Future Season, Also What Do You Think?

Back when I was a kid, I was underconfident, kind, brainless, and a fucking passive side character who was more like an NPC in the classroom. Non-troublemaker, I was just a wannabe good kid faced with a situation where I didn't stand up for myself. One day in school, I was sitting in my own world, not focusing on the teacher's teaching. Honestly, she was so dumb as a teacher; she really was a beta as a teacher. She used to support students out of her reach by ignoring their mistakes and troubles. And there was me, who used to watch videos like "How to become a sigma male in 7 steps." Continuing the story... I was sitting, not focusing on what she was teaching. "Stand up, you," she said. I replied, "Ok." She asked a chapter-related question to me. The first mistake was my friend whispering the answer; being a fucking coward, I ignored him. The first teaching: "Something is better than nothing; trust your ally." I was silent, my hands were shaking. What a fucking pussy, he can't even have the balls to ask her why she made him stand. She asked me to answer, but I remained silent. It was fucking embarrassing, not gonna lie. Then she said to write the answer ten times, without questioning, I said yes. This was my second mistake; I should have said no. Whatever happens, stand up for yourself first. If you know that you are wrong but still you can gaslight her, do so. But make sure who you're talking to. If you're talking to a teacher like her, you can easily argue. But if you're talking to your principal or something, don't challenge him/her because they can destroy and throw you right away. So, secondly, I was walking to the board with the duck walk. I used to walk like a duck back then, I thought it was cool, walking without moving my hands, walking slowly like a snake. An important point: if you use two opposite styles, you are going to destroy yourself for sure. Make sure you walk like a man. I reached the teacher and said, "Hand me the marker." I had confidence and a little balls, but didn't know how to act in this situation. I got the marker; I was writing the answer again and again. I was fucking nervous standing, imagining myself from their eyes. I completed it and was going. Looks like she took that personally, and she fucking stopped me, saying, "Write this word again; it's unclear." I was fucking angry. What a bitch she is, trying to win an argument. I wrote it silently and handed the marker and was going. It was a big blow to my self-respect, but it taught me a lot.

Im not talking about people that follow mainstream or whatever alternative news they prefer.
Im talking about those that are completely obsessed with the hour by hour battles and statistics instead of the human tragedy that people are facing. Im talking about the freaks that watch snuff videos disguised as "combat footage" and get into it like its entertainment. If youre one of these people, fuck you.
EDIT: if youre a wannabe armchair military intelligence analyst just understand that people arent interested in hearing your thoughts on military strategy even though theres nothing wrong with that.
Also im not talking about people with a direct connection to these conflicts since obviously its critical for them to understand whats going on.

Edit for content warning: The same content from last week is repeated in flashback, plus some new stuff - noncon, gay panic violence, school bullying violence.
As I've mentioned before, I usually watch these episodes a few hours after posting the On Air, as I need to get through chores and the other Saturday stuff over here in my so-called life before I can settle down to watch the episode. So I really appreciate those who pointed out that last week needed a content warning, and I'll update this episode with any such information if it comes in. Also, I am dying but a little nervous about what these boys could possibly be doing for forty-three minutes today. We got real dramatic last week - will things get worse? Will there be a quick resolution? Will there be make-up sex? Tune in to find out! As we always do, we offer huge thanks to u/MidwesternLibrarian for authoring the first two On Air posts and permitting me to plagiarize liberally. Onward!
Episode 10 Link
Be Your Star playlist with trailer
Summary (from YouTube video description): Thien Bao and Dinh Huy accidentally met on a blind date when Huy was hired to be the lover of a girl who came to force Bao to refuse the arranged marriage between him and that girl. The meeting seemed like very terrible as Huy's plan, they thought they would never see each other again. Unfortunately, the CEO of company Huy applied to be an intern was Thien Bao. Nothing would have happened if Huy hadn't recorded a video of Ha Lam and Thien Bao being affectionate with each other. Moreover, Dinh Huy found out that Ha Lam is Thien Bao ex and that mean Thien Bao is gay. Because Lam is the boyfriend of Huy's best friend - Gia Hoa. Huy used this video to warn Bao that if he continues to interfere with Hoa's love, Huy will spread the news to the whole world. Because Bao wanted to keep the secret he was gay, Bao had to accept Huy to work for him, but to keep Huy’s mouth, Thien Bao sent Huy to work at his house. In fact, two people, two opposite personalities, combined with a bad first impression of each other stay at the same place, caused countless funny stories. At first, Bao just wanted to tease Huy because he knew Huy was a straight guy, but “First make friend, then make love” Bao gradually develops feelings for Huy., his whole body was full of wounds and now his heart...
MidwesternLibrarian's Summary/TLDR: Dinh Huy (aka Blondie) pretended to be the fake lover of Thien Boa's fiancee so she could get out of an arranged marriage. Later Dinh Huy blackmails Thien Boa so he can get a job at Thien Boa's company. Thien Boa gives Dinh Huy a job...as his housekeeper.
Genres: comedy, soap opera-y?
Number of episodes: World of BL says that there will be 20 episodes.
Runtime: 33-39 minutes, depending on the episode, except episode 2, which ran only 28 minutes, and this one (episode 10), running 43 minutes.
MidwesternLibrarian's Notes: I'm pretty sure 02 Productions has made the most Vietnamese BL series so far, here are the playlists. Most are what I would call soap opera-y (evil wannabe girlfriends, love triangles, violence etc.) My favorite is a short movie called The Ring Goes Missing free to watch on YouTube (it is also on GagaOOLala). It has a sassy character who I love and is not soap opera-y.
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Previous On Air posts
Episode 1, Episode 2, Episode 3, Episode 4, Episode 5, Episode 6, Episode 7, Episode 8, Episode 9

Hello!
large batch of cleanouts from me some freinds/teammates. I will do my best to get back to each and every one of you but this oils the largest listing I have done in quite some time. First come first serve if i don't hear a response within 24 hrs. I will move on to the next person in queue if there is one. Just trying to be clear and avoid any messes.
Prices DO Not include shipping and are all OBO unless noted otherwise. Not really interested in trades at this point well maybe an Apc9-k (I have a odd interest in a m1919 ) but feel free to ask and or offer, but really cash is king. I can quote USPS, UPS, and FEDEX. Payments handled via PayPal and local pickup is a option in east central WI.
Most of the smaller items are Flexible and or I am willing to deal on if buying other stuff.
I do also have a KWA KZ.61 / VZ61 that i need to get pics and list up as well as a real steel parts kit if anyone is interested (was a backburner project to see if it could be converted to use some real steel parts like upper receiver stock etc. just too busy and lost interest in the project
KWA Kz.61 / VZ 61
https://imgur.com/a/TLpPxhe
https://youtu.be/KboKBt1lplg
KWA kz. 61 aka vz 61, or Scorpion.
used condition completely cleaned and relubricated. incudes the black nylon brain exploder mounts. Missing one charging handle. Bucking was just replaced with a modify one may need a little break in. One short mag leak free cycles and shoots fine.
Asking $160 OBO
Also have a real steel parts kit
https://imgur.com/a/uwoFUAM
complete vz parts kit , was originally picked up to work on messign with using the stamped steel upper grip etc other parts with the airsoft one. TLDR is sat on the shelf too long and lost interest. Any questions let me know. barrel is 32 acp us made (if you thinking about diameters.
asking $170 OBO or $320 for Both RS parts kit and airsoft Kz.61 (PENDING ON THE RS Parts KIT)
Ares Helios (Striker) bolt action sniper
https://imgur.com/a/FlEYwzT
selling for a freind, Used LNIB never fielded. Comes with two mags, one square bottom and one angled bottom. fully cleaned and re-lubricated. The cocking indicator has been removed for a smoother easier pull. Cocking indicator included in little baggie, but really i don't think i would recommend using one unless you get one of the aftermarket pin setups. the threading and friction added by the stock one is a little shoddy. Airseal is great +- 1 fps on .28s 1.82j.
Asking $150 OBO
Barrett Fieldcraft Precision Bolt Action Gas Sniper (VSR)
https://imgur.com/a/s7hn0qs
https://youtu.be/9W5MQY0Uarw
Also selling this one for a friend. Barrett Fieldcraft Precision Bolt Action Gas Sniper believe this is the greengas version. Includes, gun, one vsr mag, rail mount, and a green gas nozzle extended to help fill the bolt with gas. personally I do not like "green gas" or gas filled bolt systems. I would strongly recommend moving over to a spring bolt but the rest of the gun/body i would say is built really well. 90 degree zero trigger. well made machined outer barrel and receiver that mate really well stops perfectly when threading the outer barrel into the receiver. some unknown brand steel inner barrel. Stock is also very well made, and as woodworker rather impressed me, most airsoft wood stocks are poor at best but the fit finish and checkering is on point. Tested it to hold gas with no leaks but my GG is pretty much out tested at 1J with .28's not as familiar with modding these gas systems. But a great base for building a VSR if you want a a wood stock or the silver asthetic.
Asking $110 OBO
WE Galaxy 1911 premium long barrel (full metal)
https://imgur.com/a/pt4cnui
reference:
Brand new WE Galaxy 1911 premium long barrel. Premium is the full metal upper and lower decent bit of weight to it. Takes the 1911 thin pattern of mags. Any questons feel free to ask
Asking $100 OBO
APS Mantis X (g34 clone/wannabe) w/RMR adapter
https://imgur.com/a/Pz0HkM9
https://youtu.be/36FQRjbV7Yc
Another selling for a freind. LNIB Mantis X basically a g34 with RMR mount/adapter and a non functioning RMR (tried replacing battery no dice so it currently just there to look cool). Includes alt backstrap co2 mag seals, original rear sight allen keys, and APS CO2 mag that leaks from the top valve (basically from my undestanding the APS co2 mags are kinda poor). Tested with a WE GG glock mag cycles just fine and actually shoots pretty good too. (what i used in the video clip.) Next to no wear never fielded. stippling on it was also surprisingly quite clean and good does not look stamped.
Asking $90 OBO if you want I have a new china made RMR clone that works that I can include for $35 more.SOLD
SR25 Stuff
https://imgur.com/a/TOYhkab
A&K receiver new never used $55
https://imgur.com/a/yRwhqqP
Retro arms V2.5 QSC gearbox shell (8mm) also new never used $120 obo (if you ask nicely ill toss in a set of retro arms 8mm steel bushings)
https://imgur.com/a/h6CGa0U
5x Avengers 120 rnd SR25 mag these have some interesting potential they have more "track" inside the mag with multiple different locations the spring end stop can go, the thing is you would need to fab or 3d print covers for the other locations and of course have a longer mag spring but could potentially hold double or better $12 ea or $ 50 for the lot
https://imgur.com/a/k4aeCKS
1x G&G 100 rnd metal Sr25 midcap $18
IF you want the lot or bundle parts let me know could knock a few bucks off
Ares gearbox
https://imgur.com/a/x8Fyf8K
Brand new unused Ares gearbox with ETU and quick change spring pulled from a new unused gun ambi selector control gears. Short lead for the battery may need to extend depending on your use case.
Asking $80-OBO
UTG Red Dot
https://imgur.com/a/AurGnY9
works, UTG red/green dot it ahs a crisp clear dot no "starring" that you may see on some cheaper china optics. has a Lexan lens protector on the front some scratches on it, but its just held on with some heat shrink so easy to remove if you do not like it or want it on there.
asking $25 obo
Magpul Pmag (KWA 30/60)
https://imgur.com/a/99evR17
Fully trademarked Magpul PMAG this is one of the ones OEM'd by KWA can be switched between 30 or 60 round capacity. Has full feed mag follower and cutoff for KWA ERG guns, mag will chamber and work with others jsut obviously the cutoff feature only works in KWA guns.
Asking $35 OBO
KWA K120c mags
https://imgur.com/a/4aaMWBl
support 30/120 rounds selectable via switch on the bottom, have full feed mag follower and support mag cutoff on select KWA guns/ERG lineup. very light usage mostly set in the cabinet.
Asking $80 for the lot, $45 for a 3 pack, or $17 per single
Silverback SRS Project/Scrap Stock
https://imgur.com/a/HhPArrP
Was originally a tan stock used as a dye test for dying the nylon fiber a camo pattern and masking techniques. Then later was modified and material removed to test fitment of a CO2 reg into the stock. you still should be able to lock-on the stock plate or the spacers but you will be missing several of the latching or locking teeth on the sides.
Asking $10 OBO
7in Carbon fiber handguard
https://imgur.com/a/3ZAVx4Z
https://imgur.com/a/ZABSpDZ
not much to say actual carbon fiber (not a wrap or a skin real carbon fiber tube) with mlock slots believe it is real steel barrel nut spec vs the airsoft metric
Asking $50 obo
Steel Arcturus Ak Trigger
https://imgur.com/a/RPFI4ds
new steel ak trigger for v3 gearboxes with spring. Asking $8 OBO
LCT OD G3 Grip
https://imgur.com/a/ronpy55
Asking $8 obo
ICS MARS mag release
https://imgur.com/a/ZJ31xZV
for ICS Mars, bought for a normal m4 would not fit without moification brand new.
asking $8 obo
Hi Capa Mag bodies
https://imgur.com/a/wtpaeKQ
just the bodies themselves if you have a damaged or beat up one AW/WE in origin I believe, no valves or other parts included.
Asking $8 for the lot or $3 ea
3 Stock Motors
https://imgur.com/a/qU4GmIN
not much to say shot type silver motor, CAs stock HT motor, LCT stock HT motor all i think are ferrite cans but alright for parts if building your own or need to just replace a stock motor
Asking $15 for the lot OBO
HK 51 Extended outer barrel (believe it was designed for the CA series)
https://imgur.com/a/vOodtA0
14MM CCW its a extended outer barrel nuff said
Asking 12 OBO SOLD
Freebies:
anything in THIS image https://imgur.com/F8lFh1J reaps bucking gone.

-Someone calling your mom to have a private conversation is not doxing. He spread this misinformation by misrepresenting his situation as being doxxed. He wasn't, but lied to play the victim. It cannot be understated how stupid and hypocritical this is. More ironically, his mom and him were more likely to actually be doxed by making this so public.
-Voice oscillates constantly randomly between “Midwest wannabe toughguy” and sounding like a literal kim Kardashian -esque vocal frying valley girl whiny brat.
-This is a weird one… he’s constantly making videos about black people and punching down. Racist much?
-He makes mediocre videos about garbageware normie trash games.
-Started a Patreon after losing his sponsorship, which he then got back almost immediately. Profited massively off being a victim.
-He is a mommy’s boy who still lives in her basement.
-Has a stupid douchebag ‘constipated owl’ look on his face more than half the time.
-Comes off very uneducated and would be working at Chipotle if he didn't make youtube videos.

I have been wanting to ride motorcycles for a while, but I am missing my right hand, which would obviously be a problem with the throttle and front brake. Even if I could modify it (I’ve seen video examples of other amputee riders), how would I be able to buy one, get my license/endorsement, etc.?
I hope this is the right place to post this and I appreciate any help or insight.

I’m usually far too shy or ADHD to sit down and make a full post. However, I mentioned doing this in Megathread earlier this week. The European Eras leg has given us a lot of interesting surprises.
Each day, it feels like she’s rewriting a narrative with them. So, this is my feeble attempt at putting together the puzzle to see what possible message or theme Taylor is telling by her song choices. And while this all feels very close to clowning, I can’t help but take my cues from Taylor’s apparent camp and articles we’re getting. This is just from Paris. I think the Stockholm songs have been covered. (Or I can make a similar post if anyone’s interested.)
I’m keeping this muse free. Mostly because I do realize the likelihood of either LSK or LSS being actual possibilities is minimal. That said, I do remember the absurdity of LA last year so who knows? I hink Taylor seems to be strongly hinting at wanting to reconnect with someone from her past. So, choose your own muse if you want, as circumstantial evidence did hint at both Karlie and Dianna possibly being in her orbit while in Paris and Italy respectively.
Anyway. That massive disclaimer aside…
I’m skipping the lyrical analysis as I feel I’m ill equipped for it. There’s others who do a much better job. I also just find it interesting to see how she stitched together the mashups, what new song emerged.
Here’s the sequence of surprise songs:

Paris N1

Paris - What’s there to say here? I expected Paris in Paris. And I love that it gives me sapphic vibes. “Romance is not dead if you keep it just yours…”
Your ex-friend's sister Met someone at a club and he kissed her Turns out it was that guy you hooked up with ages ago Some wannabe Z-lister And all the outfits were terrible 2003 unbearable Did you see the photos?" No, I didn't, but thanks, though I'm so in love that I might stop breathing Drew a map on your bedroom ceiling No, I didn't see the news 'Cause we were somewhere else Stumbled down pretend alleyways Cheap wine, make believe it's champagne I was taken by the view Like we were in Paris Like we were somewhere else Like we were in Paris, oh We were somewhere else Privacy sign on the door And on my page and on the whole world Romance is not dead if you keep it just yours Levitate above all the messes made Sit quiet by my side in the shade And not the kind that's thrown I mean, the kind under where a tree has grown I'm so in love that I might stop breathing Drew a map on your bedroom ceiling No, I didn't see the news 'Cause we were somewhere else Stumbled down pretend alleyways Cheap wine, make believe it's champagne I was taken by the view Like we were in Paris, oh Like we were somewhere else Like we were in Paris, oh We were somewhere else I wanna brainwash you Into loving me forever I wanna transport you To somewhere the culture's clever Confess my truth In swooping, sloping, cursive letters Let the only flashing lights be the tower at midnight In my mind We drew a map on your bedroom ceiling No, I didn't see the news 'Cause we were somewhere else In an alleyway, drinking champagne 'Cause we were in Paris Yes, we were somewhere else My love, we were in Paris Yes, we were somewhere else
loml - Oof. Keeps the theme of the past… song that starts with “who’s gonna stop up from waltzing back into rekindled flames” to “you’re the loss of my life.”
Who's gonna stop us from waltzing Back into rekindled flames? If we know the steps anyway We embroidered the memories Of the time I was away Stitching, "We were just kids, babe" I said, "I don't mind, it takes time" I thought I was better safe than starry-eyed I felt aglow like this Never before and never since If you know it in one glimpse, it's legendary You and I go from one kiss to gettin married Still alive, killing time at the cemetery Never quite buried In your suit and tie, in the nick of time You lowdown boy, you stand up guy Holy Ghost, you told me I'm The love of your life You said I'm the love of your life About a million times Who's gonna tell me the truth When you blew in with the winds of fate And told me I reformed you When your impressionist paintings of Heaven Turned out to be fakes Well, you took me to hell, too And all at once, the ink bleeds A con man sells a fool a get-love-quick scheme But I felt a hole like this Never before, and ever since If you know it in one glimpse It's legendary What we thought was for all time Was momentary Still alive, killing time at the cemetery Never quite buried You cinephile in black and white All those plot twists and dynamite Mr. Steal Your Girl, then make her cry You said I'm the love of your life You talked me under the table Talking rings and talking cradles I wish I could un-recall How we almost had it all Dancing phantoms on the terrace Are they second-hand embarrassed That I can't get out of bed? Cause something counterfeit's dead It was legendary It was momentary It was unnecessary Should've let it stay buried Oh, what a valiant roar What a bland goodbye The coward claimed he was a lion I'm combing through the braids of lies "I'll never leave" ... "Never mind" Our field of dreams, engulfed in fire Your arson's match your somber eyes And I'll still see it until I die You're the loss of my life

Paris N2

-Is It Over Now x Out Of The Woods Talked about how there used to be rules but she decided that she can do whatever she wants. She launched into Is It Over Know. Smiled at Blue dress on a boat (she was wearing blue).
Once the flight had flown With the wilt of the rose I slept all alone You still wouldn't go Let's fast forward to three hundred takeout coffees later I see your profile and your smile on unsuspecting waiters You dream of my mouth before it called you a lying traitor You search in every maiden's bed for something greater Baby, was it over When she laid down on your couch? Was it over when he unbuttoned my blouse? "Come here, " I whispered in your ear In your dream as you passed out, baby Was it over then? And is it over now? When you lost control Red blood, white snow Blue dress on a boat Your new girl is my clone And did you think I didn't see you? There were flashing lights At least I had the decency To keep my nights out of sight Only rumors 'bout my hips and thighs And my whispered sighs Oh, Lord, I think about Jumping off of very tall somethings Just to see you come running And say the one thing I've been wanting But no Let's fast forward to three hundred awkward blind dates later If she's got blue eyes, I will surmise that you'll probably date her You dream of my mouth before it called you a lying traitor You search in every model's bed for something greater Baby, was it over When she laid down on your couch? Was it over when he unbuttoned my blouse? "Come here, " I whispered in your ear In your dream as you passed out, baby Was it over then? And is it over now?
Into Out of The Woods Remember when you hit the brakes too soon? 20 stitches in a hospital room When you started crying, baby, I did too But when the sun came up, I was looking at you Remember when we couldn't take the heat? I walked out, I said, "I'm setting you free" But the monsters turned out to be just trees When the sun came up, you were looking at me You were looking at me, oh You were looking at me… I remember, I remember…*
And did you think I didn't see you? There were flashing lights At least I had the decency To keep my nights out of sight Only rumors 'bout my hips and thighs And my whispered sighs Oh, Lord, I think about Jumping off of very tall somethings Just to see you come running And say the one thing I've been wanting But no Let's fast forward to three hundred takeout coffees later (Flashing lights) I was hoping you'd be there And say the one thing I've been wanting But no
My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys - she didn’t intro this one. And it was just a straight through run of it.
Oh, here we go again. The voices in his head Called the rain to end our days of wild The sickest army doll Purchased at the mall Rivulets descend my plastic smile But you should've seen him When he first got me My boy only breaks his favorite toys I'm queen of sand castles he destroys Cause it fit too right Puzzle pieces in the dead of night Should've known it was a matter of time Oh, my boy only breaks his favorite toys There was a litany of reasons why We could've played for keeps this time I know I'm just repeating myself Put me back on my shelf But first - Pull the string And I'll tell you that he runs Because he loves me. Cause you should've seen him When he first saw me. My boy only breaks his favorite toys I'm queen of sand castles he destroys Cause I knew too much There was danger in the heat of my touch He saw forever so he smashed it up Oh, my boy only breaks his favorite toys Once I fix me, he's gonna miss me Once I fix me, he's gonna miss me Just say when, I'd play again He was my best friend Down at the sandlot I felt more when we played pretend Than with all the Kens Cause he took me out of my box Stole my tortured heart Left all these broken parts Told me I'm better off But I'm not I'm not I'm not.

Paris N3

Hey Stephen - Singing one of her favorite songs from the Fearless album. Pretty straight forward Mmm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm Mmm-mm, mm-mm Mmm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm Mmm-mm, yeah Hey Stephen, I know looks can be deceiving But I know I saw a light in you And as we walked we would talk And I didn't say half the things I wanted to Of all the girls tossing rocks at your window I'll be the one waiting there even when it's cold Hey Stephen, boy, you might have me believing I don't always have to be alone 'Cause I can't help it if you look like an angel Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain, so Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you Can't help it if there's no one else Mmm, I can't help myself Hey Stephen, I've been holding back this feeling So I've got some things to say to you (ha) I've seen it all, so I thought But I never seen nobody shine the way you do The way you walk, way you talk, way you say my name It's beautiful, wonderful, don't you ever change Hey Stephen, why are people always leaving? I think you and I should stay the same 'Cause I can't help it if you look like an angel Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain, so Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you Can't help it if there's no one else Mmm, I can't help myself They're dimming the street lights You're perfect for me Why aren't you here tonight? I'm waiting alone now So come on and come out And pull me near And shine, shine, shine Hey Stephen, I could give you 50 reasons Why I should be the one you choose All those other girls, well, they're beautiful But would they write a song for you? (Ha-ha) I can't help it if you look like an angel Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain, so Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you Can't help it if there's no one else Mmm, I can't help myself If you look like an angel Can't help it if I wanna kiss you in the rain, so Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you Can't help it if there's no one else Mmm I can't help myself Myself Can't help myself, I can't help myself Oh, oh, oh Mmm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm Mmm-mm, mm-mm
Maroon - There was no intro, lol. But Sue did look a bit serious, smiled when she sang the “dancing in New York” the first couple of times. She did belt “ain’t that the way shit always ends.” Overall, it was significantly less angry that the infamous 8/3 performance. She was all smiles by the end, twirled in her orange dress, blew a kiss.
When the morning came we were cleaning incense off your vinyl shelf 'Cause we lost track of time again Laughing with my feet in your lap Like you were my closest friend "How'd we end up on the floor anyway?" You say "Your roommate's cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that's how" I see you every day now And I chose you The one I was dancin' with In New York, no shoes Looked up at the sky and it was The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon When the silence came, we were shaking blind and hazy How the hell did we lose sight of us again? Sobbin' with your head in your hands Ain't that the way shit always ends? You were standin' hollow-eyed in the hallway Carnations you had thought were roses, that's us I feel you no matter what The rubies that I gave up And I lost you The one I was dancin' with In New York, no shoes Looked up at the sky and it was maroon The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was (maroon) The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was (maroon) And I wake with your memory over me That's a real fucking legacy, legacy (it was maroon) And I wake with your memory over me That's a real fucking legacy to leave The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet (it was maroon) The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet (it was maroon) It was maroon It was maroon

Paris N4 (TK)

Begin Again x Paris Her intro was a favorite memory of shooting a music video as she started playing Begin Again.
Took a deep breath in the mirror He didn't like it when I wore high heels But I do Turn the lock and put my headphones on He always said he didn't get this song But I do, I do Walked in expecting you'd be late But you got here early and you stand and wave I walk to you You pull my chair out and help me in And you don't know how nice that is But I do And you throw your head back laughing Like a little kid I think it's strange that you think I'm funny, 'cause He never did I've been spending the last eight months Thinking all love ever does Is break and burn, and end But on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again You said you never met one girl who had As many James Taylor records as you But I do We tell stories and you don't know why I'm coming off a little shy But I do But you throw your head back laughing Like a little kid I think it's strange that you think I'm funny, 'cause He never did I've been spending the last eight months Thinking all love ever does Is break and burn, and end But on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again And we walked down the block, to my car And I almost brought him up But you start to talk about the movies That your family watches every single Christmas And I want to talk about that And for the first time What's past is past 'Cause you throw your head back laughing Like a little kid I think it's strange that you think I'm funny, 'cause He never did I've been spending the last eight months Thinking all love ever does Is break and burn, and end But on a Wednesday in a cafe I watched it begin again
And transitioned after “Wednesday in a cafe… I'm so in love that I might stop breathing Drew a map on your bedroom ceiling No, I didn't see the news 'Cause we were somewhere else Stumbled down pretend alleyways Cheap wine, make believe it's champagne I was taken by the view Like we were in Paris Like we were somewhere else Like we were in Paris, oh We were somewhere else
The Alchemy x Treacherous She goes on about how every single night should be special. She called out the 87th show. (🙄) and then launched into the song. She sang it significantly faster than on the record.
This happens once every few lifetimes These chemicals hit me like white wine What if I told you I'm back? The hospital was a drag Worst sleep that I ever had I circled you on a map I haven't come around in so long But I'm coming back so strong So when I touch down Call the amateurs and Cut 'em from the team Ditch the clowns, get the crown Baby I'm the one to beat Cause the sign on your heart Said it's still reserved for me Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy? Hey you, what if I told you we're cool? That child's play back in school Is forgiven under my rule I haven't come around in so long But I'm making a comeback to where I belong ...
into Treacherous
Put your lips close to mine As long as they don't touch Out of focus, eye to eye 'Til the gravity's too much And I'll do anything you say If you say it with your hands And I'd be smart to walk away But you're quicksand This slope is treacherous This path is reckless This slope is treacherous And I, I, I like it I can't decide if it's a choice Getting swept away I hear the sound of my own voice Asking you to stay And all we are is skin and bone Trained to get along Forever going with the flow But you're friction This slope is treacherous This path is reckless This slope is treacherous I, I, I like it She goes back to Alchemy skipping a verse into:
Shirts off, and your friends lift you up over their heads Beer sticking to the floor Cheers chanted, cause they said There was no chance, trying to be The greatest in the league Where's the trophy? He just comes running over to me Touch down Call the amateurs and Cut 'em from the team Ditch the clowns, get the crown Baby I'm the one to beat Cause the sign on your heart Said it's still reserved for me Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?
Into Two headlights shine through the sleepless night And I will get you, and get you alone Your name has echoed through my mind And I just think you should, think you should know That nothing safe is worth the drive And I will follow you, follow you home I'll follow you, follow you home I'll follow you, follow you home I'll follow you, follow you home This slope is treacherous I, I, I like it” and then ends with The Alchemy “This happens once every few lifetimes These chemicals hit me like white wine”
Even if she isn’t really saying anything, it’s a fun Easter egg type puzzle to put together. Hope this was useful for anyone else.

Everyone has heard about being canceled or the concept of cancel culture, but very few understand the implications of what happens or why it begins to occur. Freedom of association, along with power held within certain positions, will give many people the option to ostracize. Ostracizing was practiced in Athens as a way to preemptively prevent tyrants from harming the population, but now we have the tyrants using it as a loose collective. As the industrial age removed aristocrats, and the digital age transformed social media hubs into cult generators, it’s no wonder cancel culture became a thing. Say the wrong thing, speak against the wrong group, even refuse to play along with absolute insanity, and you are removed from your position of power over rules that never existed.
In the past, this came in many forms: exile from the church for being satanic, fired from your job for breaking rules, being boycotted for harming the environment, being kicked out of a club for not meeting their standards, kicked out of the family for bringing shame to the name. These have clear reasons with rules being presented beforehand. But the reason cancel culture sprouted out of online circles is because the rules are hidden and they tend to be made up as new narratives appear, forcing people to say nothing in fear of saying something “cancelable”. The US has tried to prevent such tyranny by holding things like the rule of law(no man is above the law), the better business bureau, first amendment, and separating church from state. Sadly, these efforts seem to only increase how many people get canceled, due to how the tyrants are not in government positions of power and are instead in the protected class of “private enterprise”.
The connection to the global eye, caused by the internet existing, is something we are not used to. Before, there was little way for someone across the world to know about local news or even what you ate at a restaurant. Now, people are able to send a picture of their meals, post it on Tiktok as a video, and have people across the world see it and even care about it. As people find more ways to talk to others, we also find new ways to perceive mundane things as threats. This online presence becomes a massive danger to celebrities, especially with how crazy anti-fans can be.
We all know stories about the Bjork stalker sending bombs in the mail, anthrax scares, people getting dead animals in their mail, it’s always the damn mailbox for some reason. But this type of intimidation is being mishandled as “negative comments on social media”, which people will treat as a threat to their livelihood. Realistically, it’s a threat to their ego, but most people are online to begin with because real life is too hard to handle. This fragility gets mixed with actual threats, as physical harm gets mixed with mental harm, to then cause a demand for a safe space. Any time a circle declares that nobody will be made fun of, or feel bad, or have their insanity challenged, that is a safe space.
This safe space is treated as a religious sanctuary, worshiping the god of ego, with all of the followers trying to out diva each other. Oppression olympics, intersectionality, declaring who has less power, demanding special treatment, all of these encompass the egotistical nature of a tyrant. The shift from a tyrant performing their demands due to the power they hold, to having a tyrant obeyed for having less power, is exactly why wokeness is seen as counter productive. The narrative everyone has to obey is put in the hands of people who can’t even run their own lives, let alone the lives of others. Speak out against them, however, and you will be removed from their circles, never knowing when or where they are in charge, until it’s too late.
This isn’t just in online circles, but in corporate circles, with so many corporations demanding their diversity hires to be obeyed and using them as tools of tyranny. If people obey, they get money, but if people don’t obey, they can blame their token and find a new one. The attachment between the government and corporations goes as far as lobbying can go, making corporations a target among those who hate the government and hate the rich. This is, however, contradicted with the fact that the same people who hate both are demanding that they become in charge of both, using the votes of the people and the leverage of global reach to get such power.
It’s not that corporations are bad, but they always become ruled by bad people over time, in the same way a government does. If anyone was given the amount of power these CEOs or politicians had, they would be swallowed by the environment or become as machiavellian as they can. Many do this without that power being present, just as a habit and a way to get by, because they can. This tends to be the result of an inferiority complex, based on anxiety during their upbringing, and can become a neurosis when taken to extremes. In other words, cancel culture quickly becomes an accepted mass hysteria and mental disorder when left unchecked, because of the power people can hold across shared outrage.
Humans are social creatures, relating to the feelings and emotions of the others around them. When someone is angry at us, we tend to be angry back, not knowing why. This is the same as when wolves howl together, or when a dog’s bark causes other dogs to bark. We cannot help this biological reaction, even if we are aware of it prior. Online activity lowers consciousness, increases sensitivity to their ego, and creates what is called “artificial narcissism”.
Donald Winnicott speaks of the true self and false self when talking about narcissism, the true self being spontaneous and authentic while the false self is empty and contradictory. Narcissists fill online circles and the celebrity sphere because this is where all the attention is, and they hope they become famous just for existing. People online will see their wealth, get dopamine kicks from upvotes, and never have to leave their house to get this feeling of importance. One of the key reasons narcissists even get attention online is from their habit of future faking, the process of detailed delusions that are done in order to trick people into a relationship. In politics, this is called “campaign promises”.
After canceling people gained a bad rep for having so many wannabe tyrants hop onto the bandwagon, we are now in what can be considered as an anti-cancel culture, where people are… canceling those who cancel. Or better yet, canceling people but saying they hate cancel culture, like how hipsters say they don’t follow fashion and follow the fashion anyway. This is why cancel culture is hopelessly ironic: you can’t really escape the spiral as long as it's engaged. As long as canceling people is done from one side, the other side is forced to play the same game, in the same way two sides need to hold nukes if one is armed with them. As the pandora’s box of online activity continues to spread evil across the world, and the ouroboros of cancel culture keeps eating itself, the normal person is trapped in the middle of chaos and insanity.
I personally don’t care if people say I “engage in cancel culture” or if I get canceled myself. I have the luxury of not needing to obey a media company for my paycheck, or appeal to some community of queens that take everything in the ass. Sadly, many people don’t have that luxury or foresight, falling to the mob when they say something they thought was normal. All of this is done so that the government spends less resources on surveillance and instead has our neighbors watch our every move like it’s East Germany. The inability to understand what harm is comes from postmodernism, while the radical social enforcement comes from Marxism.
This confusion is further contorted by how reactions to open cancellation results in cancellation that is a denial of cancellation. Hipsters move the dialectic forward by shunning and ostracizing anyone they claim is “canceling them”, changing the snowflake mentality from the progressives to the reactionaries of the progressives, who tend to be liberal or even progressives who are too postmodernist to admit what they are. In the following years, we’ll see people who were called “right wing” act just like the SJWs of the 2010s, screeching and ree-ing over their Christianity or whiteness or whatever they want to turn into the new victim. This is why I don’t care about sides, I don’t care about “supporting our side”, and I don’t care for any “enemy of my enemy is my friend” nonsense. Everything is splintered into obscurity and everyone is in it for themselves.
Don’t just play their game, beat it now that you know the rules.

Reviews of the first day came flooding in and both commentators were overwhelmed. Luther reminded everyone that since there were now ten tributes remaining, betting circuits were closing and urged everyone to place their final bid. Artemis expressed her shock over how many tributes fell after just the first day. She read the comments and wasn’t surprised that Melonie was the favorite to win. She had the most votes with Violet and Merde falling behind. Both Luther and Artemis submitted their final bids to Melonie. Artemis couldn’t help but draw comparisons to Savannah Pickett and Candace Freeman, declaring just shy of Golden Victor material. Luther agreed but also seconded Violet’s comments about Martin being the dark horse.
The careers decided to keep guard in shifts with Merde going first followed by Violet then Melonie. At the end of Violet's shift and the beginning of Melonie’s, the two had a brief chat about their respective districts. Violet talked about how elections for a new mayor were still ongoing as evidence of massive corruption from the Morarity family kept coming to light, bringing in more questions of the legitimacy of the elections. Instead, a Capitalite named Annabelle Crane was sitting mayor until things were sorted out. She expressed her hopes for someone like Bacchus to run and thought he could win since most of the district loved him now. Melanie regaled stories about her work as preschool tutor. She would tell her students that their ears turn red when they lied, so she was able to spot liars by students covering their ears. Another time when the students were trying to guess her age, one had said seven and the other guessed two hundred. These stories garnered chuckles from the Hunger Games enthusiasts who stayed up, most of which camped out in Maximus Square. She also told Violet a story of how after the event of the previous games, she researched more subtle signs of abuse. This led her to discovering a case where one of her kids would be locked in a closet for hours when they got home. She immediately reported it and surprisingly, the peacekeepers were quick to imprison the parents as they were both repeat offenders albeit for different reasons. The story got Violet teary eyed, but Capital sources later proved this story false. Artemis wondered why Melonie would lie about something like this. Luther speculated she had a secret game plan.
Some uneventful hours later, Head Gamemaker Cardew announced that a new part of the arena was to be opening up. Tributes had an hour to move into said area or trackers would be detonated. She warned tributes not to set any ambushes as the door was already being patrolled. As the door on the north wall of P2 rose up, Luther gave a quick tour of the arena showing that it was filled with tall shelves like the ones placed against the walls of P1. This area was known as M (Main) and showed off more of the varied products. In the northernmost point, a smaller packing area similar to P2 laid yet its stairs were locked off meaning you could only access it through the loading bay where a forklift would put pallets or cages. This was known as V (Vault) and was where the most expensive products were packaged such as jewelry and good make up. In the eastern corner, there were the employee bathrooms and canteen but locked off. To the west, a door opened to the courtyard which contained six locked sheds and a trash compactor. Near that door was a line of pallet trucks and a bunch of cages. When Luther was about to ask who'd be patrolling the arena, a bunch of cylindrical bots with rotating batons flooded the area. A note was passed to him, revealing these drones to be called “union busters”.
All of the tributes scrambled to get in the M area. Violet shook Merde awake and gave him the rundown. He recalled seeing what looked like a massive, closed door yesterday and suggested they go there. He led the way while the girls followed closely behind. Martin also followed from the top of the shelves, hopping across and sometimes using the ceiling support beams to swing his way across. Viewers were impressed with his athleticism despite how incredibly skinny he seemed. Artemis commented how she should stop assuming every “shrimp” was weak. Martin stopped as soon as he saw the career pack run into the M area. He waited for a few moments to watch for any approaching tributes. Low and behold, he saw Alexa (3). Heather (6), and Calsie (12) all enter at different times. Every tribute had obeyed the rule of not standing guard at the entrance. Tusk (10), who was the first to arrive, was tempted to do just that but was dissuaded when the union busters hovered closer and brandished their electric batons. A few moments after Calsie entered, Martin considered the coast to be clear. He slowly began to climb down but suddenly, his hand slipped, and he fell to the ground.
As he struggled to get up, Zera (9) was about to enter only to see the crippled boy on the ground. Seeing an opportunity, she rushed over ready to slit his throat with her box knife. She grabbed him by the hair and tried to put the knife to his throat, but Martin struggled greatly. With the timer running out, Martin was desperate to escape. Remembering his prosthetic was made of metal, he kicked backwards and landed a hit between Zera’s legs. Zera’s group loosened, and Martin used the opportunity to wrestle himself free and grab the ball peen hammer from his backpack. He proceeded to beat the girl to death, calling her many names that needed to be censored. Zera’s cannon sounded after the tenth strike. He swiped the knife from her dead body and rushed into the M area, making it with one minute to spare.
Martin wasted no time in scrambling back up another shelf when he realized the new room was smaller than anticipated. He was nearly seen by Tusk (10) but made it in time. As for the careers, they began running down aisle after aisle searching for more tributes. After a few moments, they stumbled upon Alexa (3). They gave chase until they were in front of the bathroom. Violet and Merde were about to corner her, but Melonie stopped them. She pointed up and they watched as the union busters hovered closer to the frightened girl. Alexa was brutally shocked by the robots but not killed. Melonie guessed the bathroom was off limits as it would’ve been a potential hiding place. Merde saw this as the finale being on their doorstep and that the gamemaker event was about to commence. Violet hoped it wasn’t the shelves collapsing as there weren’t many places to take cover. She insisted they finish off Alexa and stepped closer.
Suddenly, the sound of an engine grew rapidly closer. Thinking quickly, she jumped backwards and narrowly avoided a runaway forklift. The forklift ran over the injured Alexa, decimating her body. Her cannon sounded seconds later. The careers listened carefully and picked up more than one forklift running wild in the M area. Melonie was quick to suggest they climb up the shelves for higher ground, but Merde wanted to surf the machines and cut down tributes. Violet agreed with this plan and lowered herself down a couple levels, Merde following. Melonie didn’t want to risk it and decided not to follow them. She climbed to the top of the shelf she was on and counted five forklifts running amok.
Violet and Merde were successful in hopping on the top of a forklift. The two seemed to be enjoying themselves more than anticipated. They had their weapons ready for any tribute to be found on the ground but almost no one was. Every tribute except Heather (6) thought to climb to the top of a shelf and seek refuge there. Heather was spotted trying to cut across an aisle to a nearby shelf on the ground as she was too scared to jump from above. Merde was on the opportune side to give her a drive-by hammering. His aim was true, and Heather fell to the ground unconscious. Her body managed to roll under one of the shelves, preserving her from the wrath of the forklifts. The careers were unaware of this. One particular detail Violet pointed out was that all of the union busters were hovering close to the ceiling as if waiting for something to happen. Capital viewers also found that peculiar with many in Maximus Square chanting for them to attack the tributes.
Martin was on top of a shelf in the southeast area and watching the chaos unfold. He spotted Violet and Merde surfing the forklift laughing and hooting, grumbling to himself, “Capital’s favorite kiss-ass district everyone.” Some viewers, especially the Dioners (D1 fangroup) didn’t appreciate his comments. Martin searched the boxes on top and was disappointed to find it filled with designer clothes. He growled in annoyance and thought it obvious there wouldn’t be anything useful left. Suddenly, a box knife materialized out of nowhere and lodged itself in the box he just searched. He turned to see Tusk (10), who had spotted him and was now ready for the games to be over. Tusk cursed to himself after the failed throw and vaulted himself over to Martin’s shelf. Martin tried throwing his knife over, but due to his poor throwing skills, he missed by a mile. Some viewers in Maximus Square doubled over laughing. Tusk charged towards him. Martin turned and tried to run, but quickly realized there wasn’t enough room for a running start to jump to the next shelf. Thinking quickly, he leapt into the air and grabbed onto one of the floating union busters. The robot soared through the air desperate to shake the unexpected passenger off, but Martin held firm. Tusk managed to grab onto his shoe and was trying to pull Martin down. Martin held on for dear life and the buster tried in vain to throw him off while Tusk held a firm grip on his prosthetic.
Co-commentators Artemis and Luther were enthralled by what was happening. Luther was almost starting to root for Martin while Artemis was watching his prosthetic fearing it would snap. The buster flew around the entire room during all this pandemonium and lasted for eight minutes before something happened. Melonie became aware of Martin’s plight a couple minutes in and hopped across shelves to the center of the room. She called for Martin, who pleaded with her to get him down somehow. Melonie pulled out her box knife and before she could throw, she became conflicted. On one hand, she could take two birds with one stone and be a step closer to victory. However, she trusted Martin could help her defeat Violet and Merde. She lined her sights on the persistent Tusk, who resorted to trying to wrench Martin’s prosthetic off his leg. The futile attempts were causing pain to Martin, tears becoming visible to the cameras. Melonie timed her shot carefully and took a chance. Luckily, the knife didn’t land on Martin’s person. It lodged itself into Tusk’s hand, causing him to yell out in pain and release the prosthetic. Tusk fell to his death, landing headfirst and cannon sounding immediately.
Melonie pleaded with Martin to release the union buster and fall back on the shelf safely. Martin nodded and waited until he was hovering over a shelf. Martin released his grip and didn’t land the way he expected. His prosthetic got lodged in the tiny grate, causing him to fall backwards. His leg was dislodged from the prosthetic, and he plummeted towards the bottom. He grabbed the edge of the shelf just in time and hung there. Melonie yelled she was coming. She climbed down and carefully avoided a runaway forklift to move under him. She yelled at him to let go and she would catch him. Martin was about to let go but he spotted Violet and Merde (1) on their forklift riding straight towards them. He yelled at Melonie to watch out. She hopped out of the way but not before Merde grabbed her by the collar of her shirt and dragged her onto the forklift. The two prepared to kill Melonie but she kicked Merde’s weapon out of his hand. He had to resort to strangulation but Melonie was a fighter. Violet was about to help but the forklift took a sharp turn and nearly knocked her off balance. Her struggle to compose herself stalled her from assisting Merde. Melonie managed to gouge Merde’s eye out with her thumb, freeing her from his grasp. She couldn’t escape however because Violet pinned her down.
Martin realized he needed to help somehow so he slowly maneuvered himself down to the ground. He had some difficulty with his prosthetic now gone but he managed to do so after great struggle. Many viewers were impressed with his perseverance despite the many harrowing things happening to him. Martin used the bottom shelf as support and hopped his way to the northwestern corner of the M area, making sure to duck under when a forklift passed. Martin spotted a coil of rope on the bottom level of a random shelving unit and grabbed it. He also found a small wrench nestled underneath another shelf. Artemis captured the “thinking face” manifest on his face. Martin knelt down next to the northwesternmost shelf and began loosening all of the screws. It didn’t take long before Capital viewers figured out what he was about to do. Many people in Maximus Square were loudly cheering for him to follow through.
Martin stepped back after finishing the last screw. He hopped over to the other side of it and began uncoiling the rope he found. After two tries, he successfully threw one end around one of the vertical support beams. He hastily tied a lasso knot and pulled it tight. Suddenly, he spotted a forklift heading straight for him. Martin pulled on the shelf with all his might, ready to make a break for it. It didn’t seem possible to Capital viewers, many shouting at him to just run away. However, to everyone’s utter shock and disbelief, the shelf began to give. Soon enough, the shelf actually tipped over and collided with the one east of it. Martin took one big hop out of the way and crawled his way to the north wall. He and all of Panem watched as shelving units collided and toppled over like an intricate domino trail. The combined noise of all of them falling together was the loudest recorded noise in the history of the Hunger Games at the time (record was beaten during the 57th Hunger Games). As fast as the first one fell, every single shelving unit was no longer upright. Four cannons sounded at the same time.
As the dust settled, the union busters were called away from the arena. Martin pulled himself up and hobbled his way around the fallen shelves. He was horrified to see Calsie (12)’s mangled body. It didn’t help that he stepped on Heather (6)’s hand either. Tears streamed down Martin’s face. A stroke of luck manifested itself in Martin’s lost prosthetic. While still mostly intact, it lost a couple key components which prevented Martin from putting it back on. Instead, he used it for support. He recalled there being four cannons, which left one person remaining. He hobbled his way to the east side of the room where two forklifts were pinned under some shelf. He climbed around the shelves and peered under the wreckage. What he saw absolutely devastated him. Melonie’s head was barely sticking out, enough for Martin and cameras to see her lifeless eyes. Martin broke down and screamed in grief. He began cursing the gamemakers for causing all this to happen and the Capital for enjoying this. “She’s done nothing but look after me and you made me kill her! Damn all of you watching to hell!” The Capital were greatly split on how to feel about his offensive tirade. Many were quick to be offended and cried for the mystery survivor to finish him while more sympathized with him and still cheered for his victory.
Suddenly, a chuckle was heard from behind him. He turned to see Violet (1) crawling out of the wreckage, which meant Merde (1) was the fourth victim to Martin’s domino stunt. Violet was pinned under a shelf and there was a gash on her forehead. Violet was quick to call him out for his breakdown and how hypocritical it was. “You chose to let those shelves fall. In fact, you chose to kill in order to win. You’re no different than the rest of us.” A fuming Martin came closer and corrected her, “I didn’t ask to be here unlike you. You volunteered for your shallow desire for fame and glory. We’re not the same.” Violet growled back, “Damn right we’re not. But at least I could ‘walk off’ my opposition.” Martin bashed her head in repeatedly with his prosthetic until her cannon sounded. Martin collapsed to the ground sobbing. Head Gamemaker Cardew quickly declared Martin Bogota of District 11 the victor of the 21st Hunger Games. Peacekeepers burst through the doors and were ready to escort Martin back to the Capital. Martin resisted at first but eventually gave up and let them haul him out of the arena.
Martin spent three days at the Maximus Hospital for his minimal injuries. A couple of the Capital’s greatest mechanics engineered a new prosthetic leg and Martin underwent surgery for it to be installed. Martin was moved into the Gaul Psychiatric Ward and wasn’t receiving treatment well. He lashed out at the therapists and wished to be let out. His mentor Savannah was allowed to visit and talk him down. Martin blamed himself for Melonie’s death and condemned the Capital for making him do it. Savannah admitted that while he had every right to be angry, Melonie would’ve wanted him to be thankful for his survival and not let it go to waste. She reiterated her words from the night before the reaping, “The Capital may have given up on you, but I haven’t. You are a person and have just as much a right to live as anyone.” A few days later, Martin was deemed well enough to be released. Martin spent the days leading up to the victor’s interview holed up in the apartment drinking the entire catalog of Johnson Jazzy Juices. His reasoning behind it was wanting to feel numb while also seeing what the hype was about.
The AfterGames show hosted by former gamemaker Jasper Deparnieux recapped this year’s games. This was a special year as it was the first appearance of new Head Gamemaker Priscilla Cardew. Deparnieux read the comments concerning her work and to her delight, it was very positively received. The arena was very unique and well utilized, especially in the final act. Cardew said she gained inspiration from the historical documents about pre-Dark Days delivery warehouses. She learned how the mailing industry became dominated by drones and its inevitable collapse as a result. Deparnieux questioned why the drones didn’t do anything while the forklifts went crazy. Cardew initially intended for them to attack tributes, but the unexpected hijacking courtesy of Martin and Tusk made her hesitate. Then proceeding events made her decide to hold back.
Deparnieux used this opportunity to transition to their new victor. There were mixed responses concerning this year’s victor, but the majority were positive. His performance in the games was acclaimed as he rose against the odds and defied everyone’s expectations. There was also the noteworthy factoid that he was the first disabled victor. However, his derogatory comments against the Capital before and during the games were met with some criticism. Many made excuses for his offensive words, blaming it on a guilty conscience and heavy emotions. Regardless, he was a very popular victor. Cardew admitted she was surprised he won as she had her bets on Violet before switching to Melonie. Deparnieux joked that she wasn’t the only one, letting slip that both Artemis and Luther lost money in the betting circuit. The Mutts (fangroup of weakest tributes) pulled in the biggest cash prize. Every member of the fangroup went home very happy and very rich. Cardew laughed it off. She remained tight lipped about next year’s games but promised they would be great.
This year’s victor interview was low on the opening jokes. Artemis and Luther’s only joke was about them losing money, Artemis lamenting having to fork cash over to her aunt. They brought up how surprised they were to be living in the generation that gave them the first disabled victor. As if on cue, Martin was introduced to the stage. Martin wore a dark green polo short with brown shorts and boots. He insisted on not wearing pants so everyone would see his new prosthetic leg. Luther quipped, “No paper bag today?” Martin said he tried to wear one but his stylist insisted he not to. The interview started off easily enough. Martin explained that he didn’t expect the arena as he had never seen those types of shelving units before, the highest at his home district being three meters. Artemis wanted to know how he managed to climb them so easily, him snarkily saying “I’m from District 11. It’s a prerequisite to know how to climb trees.” Luther admitted that he defied everyone’s expectations, letting slip that many were going to consider him an easy out. Martin rolled his eyes and said that disabled people could still accomplish a lot of things and not to underestimate them. Artemis replied, “At least you won the games unlike Arisu.” Martin demanded she show respect and Luther kicked her shin in response. Martin admitted that he should’ve been an easy out but Melonie was there to save him. She watched over him over the course of the games and attributed his survival to her. Both hosts knew better than to bring her death up but the montage video still played in the background. Martin was deeply troubled and angered by this. He called them out for still playing it despite knowing how he felt about the whole thing. “How dare you shove this back in my face! I have to live with this for the rest of my life. You could never know what that’s like.” He received a mixture of supporting cheers and boos from the audience. Martin stormed off the stage while flipping off the hosts. Artemis nervously gave the final sendoff, saying goodbye to “The Domino Devil”.
Before Martin was permitted to leave, he was called to a conference with the gamemaker’s table and President Rain himself. Rain was concerned about Martin’s behavior and wanted to be sure there would be no trouble. Martin was forced to apologize to the gamemaker’s table for insulting them. After some urging, he admitted that his actions were no one’s but his own. Rain admitted that despite his controversial comments, the Capital still enjoyed his games and he wanted to keep the nation’s spirits alive. That was why Martin was declared as the next Golden Victor. Rain congratulated him and firmly promised that if he stepped out of line, he would be greatly punished.
Martin was quick to return to his district, refusing to go to parties. Savannah stayed behind to save face for him. She went as far as trying to convince haters of Martin’s pain with very limited success. Martin returned to a hero’s welcome which he felt he didn’t deserve. He moved his entire family to Victor’s Village and quit his initial job. He was met with a horrifying discovery upon returning: his youngest sister Petal was missing two fingers. She came with a note that read, “Remember to behave. The Capital sees everything.” For seven months, Martin was very depressed and rarely left his house. He felt immense guilt over his actions during the games and couldn’t fathom a reason to move on. However, it was the unexpected visit of Melonie’s boyfriend Pablo that changed things. After watching the games, Pablo was ready to angrily confront Martin. However, Savannah called the Sanchez family and told them everything that happened afterwards. Pablo softened after this and couldn’t stay mad at Martin. Pablo said that she would’ve wanted him to keep living and that he was going to help him.
Martin kicked his life into high gear and did something with his victor influence. He worked alongside Savannah at Hamaguchi Prosthetics to better provide amputees with the appropriate metal appendages. The district guidelines became very strict when Martin began just handing them out for lower prices so peacekeepers banned him from selling them by the 24th Hunger Games. However, that didn’t stop more prosthetics from being covertly donated to those in need. They were never taken away as it was obvious it would lead to a riot. Martin would even hold food drives to donate extra food to the starving. Martin got in trouble with peacekeepers a few times over the years, but was never imprisoned as he never put his hands on any of them. He continued to care for his family and watch over the Sanchez family. Pablo would visit once a week to check on him. Martin never married or had kids, claiming he never felt the need or desire to pursue it.
Martin sparked a friendship with Savannah and the two were a decent mentoring team. They didn’t even have to wait another ten years for their next victor. They didn’t grow as close as other victors had but maintained a solid friendship. Martin seeked counseling from Phoebe Bentley (victor of the 3rd Hunger Games) a few times and was in fact instrumental in one of her kids winning the Hunger Games. He developed a professional relationship with Bacchus Johnson (victor of the 9th Hunger Games) and would often appear at his dinner parties in hopes of garnering extra charity funds to better help District 11’s citizens. Martin was known to be withdrawn and reserved, some Capitalites calling him “Mopey Martin”.
Things came to a head when Savannah was “accidentally” killed in a milling accident before the 41st Hunger Games. Savannah was revealed to be the instigator behind several riots in District 11 and some citizens speculated she was murdered by the peacekeepers to quell the chaos. Martin was one of those theorists as he was one of the five Golden Victors that vanished after the 41st Hunger Games ended. A note was left behind at his home reading, “She was a person and didn’t deserve it.” Martin was never seen again. The one time the investigation was reopened was during the 53rd Hunger Games when thirty handicapped children were kidnapped by the underground terrorist group The Phoenix Fighters. Martin was the prime suspect but the investigation was dropped after two months. Coincidentally, a District 11 victor was crowned that same year.

ok, now i know this isn't some jimmy netron - dexter lab kinda shit nor is it some revolutionary change, but i feel as if the entire social media (specifically youtube) is dominated by shit quality content overlapsed by hyperly edited thumbnails.
take mr.beast for an example; don't get me wrong, he's an amazing and charitable guy but his content is very off the rails compared to a few years ago. i get that his audience is WAY larger than what it was in 3-4 years ago, but the excessive amount of repititve content featuring different prizes (x amount of cash, cars, yachts, private islands, etc.) and rotation of company within videos to videos seem way out of pocket than before. not to forget, this just started an entire genre of wannabe mr beast clones that mimic his every living breath.
backtracking towards the shit posting content, i have to say this. hell yes, it can be funny at times, but when its constantly eating the internet alive, then this level of boring ass brainrot is colonizing the entire internet. if you go to any popular streameyoutuber (penguinz0 or ludwig), majority of their recent uploads are just 10-30 minute videos from their twitch streams that they clip into.
that isn't even bad enough, as the fucking torture of pointless gmod highlights are ruining an entire generation of not only babies, kids, but also grown ass people. how did we go from doge wallpapers to walking toilet seats.

I have read all the comments that you guys have put up, and I wholeheartedly agree with most of them. The reason that I am writing this is again, we need to bring this topic up to TS somehow. I know some people might not want to do that, or might not even care at this point. However, we all need to understand that raising concerns about certain issues is what makes us a community. Please do share some of your ideas as to how this issue can be brought up to TS. Again, no hate to Brett and Eddy, but even if a handful of you guys are willing to raise these concerns, I believe that we can change the course of these videos.
Another important reason as to why I am so hellbent on restoring the usual stream of content is due to the fact that many Ling Ling wannabes (including me) have had their entire life change just because of them. I know a lot of my friends who have also had drastic impact from their videos. Many people didn’t commit suicide and got over their depression all because of TS. Many people have picked up instruments and started focusing on the world of music purely because of TS’ influence. Now, there are a lot of new Ling Ling wannabes who could possibly gain these advantages as well. So, please do share your ideas and collective discussions in the comments. That would be really helpful!
P.S. ray is live on youtube and addressing the video where twoset roasts the piano trend. idk about u but im gonna watch it
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This isn’t my story.
It’s Isaac's. Isaac was found dead in his living room on the 21st of April 2019. His death was ruled a suicide, but the state they found his body in told me and everyone else who saw it otherwise.
Isaac was smart, in every sense of the word. He was practically fluent in Python by the time he was 12 and managing a website our friend group would make shitty videos on at 14. The guy was naturally charismatic almost to a fault, he had this way with words where he could so easily talk his way into making you do exactly what he wanted which was more often than not, not what was best for him. he had this weird talent of always knowing exactly what you needed to hear and when you needed to hear it.
But there’s another side to Isaac though, the side you don’t talk about at funerals. To put it bluntly the idiotic side, Isaac was arrogant as hell. That natural intelligence he had made it so If he had his mind set on something there was no way of changing it. Which made him a nightmare at pub quizzes and incredibly hard to talk out of bad choices. Like the time he broke his collarbone when he was 15 whilst trying to hit the adequately named “ass smasher” jump at our local mountain biking range. Or the time he broke his collarbone for a second time on the same jump only 6 months later because he clearly had something to prove.
Even though Isaac could be a bit of a moron sometimes, he was still my best mate.
At Least he used to be. The last time we spoke was in 2017, we didn’t just stop being friends out of nowhere people change and our wants in life started to differ. It also didn’t help that he had started dating my ex-girlfriend Alice and even at the ever so mature age of 22 the sight of the pair repulsed me. So we went our separate ways for me that meant backpacking through East Asia and for him and Alice it meant moving to the supposedly up-and-coming city of Cardiff.
I got a call from Alice about an hour after Isaac’s body had been found. Devastated is too light of a word to describe how she sounded. It took her about 5 minutes of pure uncontrollable sobbing to even muster the words.
“Isaacs dead”
Those two little words hit me like a truck, even though it had been years since we had last spoken my mind flashed to the kid I used to know mangled under the wheel of a drunk driver; the wannabe Steve Jobs I grew up with collapsed in his living room on a quiet Sunday morning; my old partner in crime bleeding out in a mugging gone wrong. Part of me wishes it was that simple, part of me wishes he had died like so many others in an unremarkable and unfortunately common way. Maybe if he had I wouldn’t have spent the last 5 years relieving someone else's last days alive.
Which brings me to why I’m posting here. I got a flight to Cardiff a few hours after Alice called and was there to stay with her throughout the remaining evening. A few days after I arrived Myself and Alice began clearing out Isaac’s house. He and Alice had broken up two months prior which is what led him to move to the musty shit hole he called home.
Most of the day was spent in a depressing cycle: Alice picks up one of Isaac's belongings; an old hoodie or his sticker-covered rolling tray, stares silently at it, then collapses in tears and I would then rush over to console her. We got to about round 4 of this depressing routine until I finally gave in and sent her home and packed the rest of Isaac's stuff alone. It was only an hour after Alice left when I finally made my way to the last room in the house, Isaac’s room.
The room was frozen at the exact moment Isaac had died. Although I don’t remember every detail from that bizarrely warm April evening I still remember exactly how I felt. I was in this weird fugue state like my mind couldn’t comprehend what was happening but my body could. I walked in, mindlessly putting Isaac's stuff in boxes amidst the pungent sea of week-old half-eaten take-out orders and the piles of dirty clothes. At one point, I’m not sure when Alice called to check in on me.
Her words rung hollow, but I can’t blame her. I still can’t imagine how she felt. The false responsibility for her late ex-boyfriend’s so-called suicide she must have felt burdened with. I still truly admire her for being able to push through.
Our conversation was short but during this brief break from sorting through Isaac’s stash of useless techie crap, he had an affinity for collecting. I caught myself snapping out of my routine and noticing an out-of-place weathered black notebook with a golden spine amongst Isaac’s many compendiums of graphic novels.
It was Isaac’s diary. My obsession for the last 5 years. My reasoning for writing this post.
What will follow is Isaac's diary beginning with his first entry once he had moved out of his and Alice's flat up until his final entries that were written seemingly hours before he had died. I’m showing you all this as everywhere and everyone I've turned to has dismissed it as the last shreds of sanity of a deeply ill man. But I know it’s more than that.
So I’m uploading here hoping that maybe there’s something one of you might have noticed that I didn’t. I need closure, not just for my friend's death but I need some kind of way of stopping this ceaseless nightmare of reading and re-reading and re-reading his writing over and over and over.
For the sake of honesty, I will be copying the diary word for word however some areas may need clarification so I will interrupt where needed. I will also need to remove and change certain elements to ensure our privacy. Aside from that it is all accurate to how he wrote it. In addition to the actual diary there were numerous other scraps of paper slid into the pages of the book so I will attach them when they come up.
Without further ado here it is, Isaac's last days alive, written by the man himself.
31st of January 2019
Fuck that bitch Alice and the high horse she rode in on. I should’ve fucking known she was gonna kicked me to the streets for some little prick big money publisher. Whore.
Finally found an affordable place to stay at, it’s this tiny bungalow, super musty and overgrown, vines or ivy or whatever you call it growing up the wall. The garden is a jungle, everything is overgrown and I don’t think the lawns have been mowed since the place was built. There's also a side alley that's locked with a keypad I don’t have the code to. I can’t complain though, the rent is super cheap and they begged me to stay here as the previous prospective tenant dropped out last minute.
Another thing is that the entire village feels like it's stuck in the past I don’t think I’ve seen a single house that doesn’t look like it was built in the 14th century, there's no tescos or corner shop, shit the closest thing to a grocery store is this weird off-license just called “market”. It’s all just practically identical houses being taken over by the surrounding foliage. Maybe it’s because I grew up in a city my whole life but it’s just odd to me that there isn’t a single remotely new-looking place. Don’t get me wrong, it's kinda pleasant but not what I was expecting.
Oscar (1) bought some groceries and helped me unpack, which was nice of him. I think he feels bad for how involved he got with everything.
Anyway, that’s all I’ve got to report. I'm gonna unpack the last of my stuff and set up the PC tomorrow so I can hopefully get some work done.
3rd of March 2019
Got a terrible cold. My nose is running like a tap, I’ve got a killer headache and I can’t smell shit. I’ve been living off a diet of paracetamol, super noodles, and hot squash (2). Oscar Invited me over. I declined as I can’t do much other than sleep or respond to emails. My sleep schedule has also been completely fucked as for the last few nights there's this loud droning noise coming from outside so I’ve mostly been sleeping during the day.
I’ve been getting these vouchers from this place called Cafe Pech nonstop, they're so oddly written like they’ve been ran through Google Translate 80 times, maybe I’ll try them out if I get desperate.
Rewatched the E3 trailer for Cyber Punk, I’m so fucking hyped. It’s gonna be sick, cannot fucking wait, after Witcher 3 CD project red could shit on a plate and I’d eat it.
Speaking of eating, I’m running out of the food Oscar bought so I’ll need to pick up some groceries soon
Nothing else to report, pay day tomorrow tho.
7th of March 2019
Finally picked up some groceries from that market place yesterday, weirdly enough it is an actual grocery store.
I only picked up a few bits I knew I could cook whilst still having this cold. Pot noodles and fish fingers I did buy some chicken to make soup with but when I realized it was rancid, not expired just gross as fuck. I guess I didn’t smell it with my blocked nose. Just annoying. That noise that happens at night is a little quieter I guess.
Y’know what I’ve realized whilst I was driving, I haven’t seen a single person in the village, it’s empty. I haven’t seen a dog walker, a kid at the park, no one putting out their rubbish and I haven't even seen the postman. I just magically receive all my mail every morning alongside even more of those pech vouchers including Amazon stuff.
Maybe it’s because I haven’t been out of the house that much but it’s just eerie like everyone just left right as I arrived. My headache has cleared up a little bit so when I’m feeling a little less under the weather I’m gonna have a properly get to know the place.
9th of March 2019
I feel like absolute shit, I’ve been in bed for the entire day. Every symptom I have has somehow gotten worse. I’ve been getting zero sleep and the noise still hasn’t stopped. I might order from that pech place tonight as I can’t see myself making anything to eat, besides I'll be practically eating for free with all the vouchers I have.
14th of March 2019
Forgot to write here for the last few days but I’ve honestly been feeling better and just getting stuff done. It probably helped that the noise has gotten a lot quiter.
That pech place was really good mostly just sandwiches and pastries but it filled a hole. What’s weird is I don’t remember giving them my address but I was probably too groggy to even remember. Honestly, everything from the 7th to the 9th few days was a blur. I only really remember sleeping a lot and eating from pech.
Probably gonna order from them again tonight. It was really good.
Haven’t seen anyone yet. I'm gonna try and introduce myself to my neighbors if I can find them.
15th of March 2019
I still haven’t seen anyone, it’s getting weird. I went next door to introduce myself today, but no one answered so I went to the next house and no one answered there either. I knocked on about 15 doors in total and NONE OF THEM ANSWERED. I’m confident that's not normal. I feel like I’m going insane. What's even stranger is that I looked through a few of the windows in one of the houses and from what I could see there were signs that people lived there or at least used to. The living room was furnished, there was a suitcase and even dirty dishes on the counter it kinda looked like they had just run off.
I’m seeing Oscar next week and I’m planning on telling him about the whole situation. Maybe he can make sense of this. I ate from Pech again and they didn’t even ask for the serial code this time they just took my order and then hung up.
17th of march 2019
Not seen anyone yet, and can't stop thinking about Pech. It's so good. Been getting a lot more sleep due the fact that the droning noise has stopped all together.
Decided to start clearing up the garden to get my mind off things. Mostly de-weeding, still annoying that the side of the house is locked which means I have to carry all rubbish bags filled with weeds through the house to the bins out front. I also noticed that there’s a lock on both sides of the back door meaning you can unlock on both sides. I guess it’s for the best that no one can get through the sides.
Think I’ll order Pech again.
20th of March 2019
Fuck. This. Shit.
So I went on a walk last night to clear my head, work has been stressing me out and I needed to clear my head. I left a little before the sun was setting and just wandered the streets of the village. I got to the park, had a smoke, and then started walking back. To noneones surprise, I didn’t see anyone the entire time I was walking.
But that's not what's messing with me. As I was walking home (about 500 meters from my house) all of the lights in all of the houses turned on for 2 seconds. Then they all just switched off like nothing happened. All except one, the one opposite me. It’s been a day and the entire time their lights have been on.
There are two things I didn’t notice when doing my rounds last night. Firstly the blinds are drawn which is insane as surely whoever used to live there or still does has something to hide and secondly it’s the only house that has astro turf. I know that sounds insignificant but for the only house in a village of near identical old cottages and bungalows to have something as modern as astroturf is insane to me.
I’m seeing Oscar on friday so I’m hoping he can help me with what I should do next.

1. Alice and Isaac had a shared friend group, most of which took Alice's side when they broke up aside from Oscar. I met him at the funeral and for the funeral, he was pretty friendly.
2. Squash is a British fruit drink that is often served either cold during the summer or boiling hot as a remedy for congestion.