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Help Fixing 1.5 Modded Game

2024.05.16 00:13 unclelarry5511 Help Fixing 1.5 Modded Game

Hi there! I recently updated to 1.5 and have been going through the process of weeding out incompatible mods. After three weeks of trial and error and browsing subreddits to no avail, I've decided it might be worth asking here.
So far, I've been having a few minor problems here and there with buggy pathfinding, no big deal. But there are two that are seriously annoying and game-breaking.
For one, half of the items in my building tab are missing textures. When I go to place an object for building, it turns into this strange wooden cushion thing instead of showing the outline of the actual object? But then it goes back to normal when placed.
I have no trouble building things. The texture problem is more of a irritant than a major major issue. The actual problem is that my furniture/objects/work stations literally disappear every time I load a save. Like, permanently. Objects that have been started but not finished still appear fine, but once I finish them and save and reload, that object disappears alongside all the resources used to build it. It isn't just things I've built, too. Pre-existing stuff in ruins has completely disappeared as well. The only thing that hasn't disappeared are the blueprint outlines of objects and walls. The objects aren't just invisible either, they are fully gone, and cannot be selected. Objects that I have queued up to be moved show a line towards the object when clicked on, but the line leads to an empty spot because the furniture that was previously there was eaten by the void.
Hopefully everything you need should be in the log below:
https://gist.github.com/HugsLibRecordKeepe76769a8bb5f9f93665d5ecd228bd188d
I would also like it if anyone could point out known incompatibilities, conflicts, etc. and provide me an alternative if they know of one.
Let me know in the comments if I need to put anything else in the post or if you need any more information. Thank you!
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https://preview.redd.it/aw8geydtzn0d1.png?width=1920&format=png&auto=webp&s=effd35ccc4c371930e8d276e256408aaa4f3647b
https://preview.redd.it/hkmh7eetzn0d1.png?width=1920&format=png&auto=webp&s=dc01be90e34fc39cccb3e684a8dcf037ef48db23
https://preview.redd.it/eq7ns3etzn0d1.png?width=1920&format=png&auto=webp&s=3e2c0f1493e58573bb905e7d7bb883c84e255f03
Note: I have tried two fresh reinstalls of the game, three or so complete redownloads of all my steam workshop mods, and am currently using RimPy mod manager.
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2024.05.13 16:42 _dogpole History - The Waffenträgers

History - The Waffenträgers
Hi, In this history post we're going to discuss some of the history behind the Waffenträger projects in the game.
In general, all of these projects were designed towards the latter half of WW2, with the idea of having mobile anti-tank/artillery pieces on light standard platforms due to there being significant losses of towed artillery pieces in situations where the Germans were forced to retreat. The term Waffenträger simply translates to "Weapons Carrier".

Rhm-B WT

The Rheinmetall-Borsig Waffentrager was developed well... by Rheinmetall-Borsig in around Late 1942, it was intended to use Hetzer suspension on a custom chassis and was intended to carry two cannons, a 15cm sFH 18, and the 12,8cm KwK 44. There is not much that can be found on this specific variant, other than it's a predecessor to the Ardelt Rheinmetall project, which ended up going into limited production.
Ardelt-Rheinmetall using the 8,8cm PaK 43
It is unknown why the Borsig was discontinued, however it is likely because of the relative complexity of the project, the Ardelt used many components already in production or on tanks that were in service at the time. Nonetheless, I have been able to find blueprints for the original Borsig Waffenträger.
Blueprints for the Rheinmetall-Borsig Waffenträger

Steyr WT

The Steyr Waffentrager project was started around the 20th of January 1944 on the idea of mounting an 8,8cm PaK 43 anti-tank gun on a mobile chassis, and it was quickly developed, with a full-size model being finished 3 months later in March 1944. A common theme among these Waffentrager project producers, was that they would collaborate with certain parts of the design, in the case of the Steyr WT, the turret and gun were supplied by Krupp. Steyr was ordered to built two prototype vehicles, however only the one was ever finished by September 2nd 1944. It was presented alongside the Ardelt-Rheinmetall which had the same gun. I do not have much history of the Steyr WT beyond this point, however it is known that all work was halted on these projects in the 9th of October due to production shortages.
The Steyr WT prototype
Blueprints of the Steyr WT

WT Auf Pz. IV

Developed between the end of 1943 and start of 1944, it was a brief project which had two proposed variants, one using the 15cm sFH 18 L/29.5 Howitzer, and the other using the 12,8cm Kanone 81 L/55. It seems the design was scrapped because the designers were considering putting a gun on an even lighter chassis this combined with the obsolete Panzer IV could either show the desperation, or the "not very thorough" depth of the project... None were built and it only existed in blueprints. Interestingly though, the 12,8cm would end up being created as a separate artillery piece with a very similar gun shield.
The first version using the 15cm gun
The second version using the 12,8cm gun.
12,8cm Kanone 44 L/55 (it's basically the same gun)

G.W. Panther

This designation is fictional, and is correctly called the Grille 12, or Grille 15, which either mounted a 12,8cm or 15cm gun respectively. These were part of the Waffentrager Panther program.
Grille 12
Grille 15
The 15cm sFH 18 L/29.5 and 15cm sFH 43 were both proposed for design, and the Panther hull was considered because of the weight and size of the guns. Not much information can be found on the latter gun, however there is a document that proves its existence, it was likely a projected improvement of the 15cm sFH 18. None were built, and only a wooden mock-up was made
Formation model for the Grille 12

Grille 15

Well, since we've established that the Grille 15 is... the G.W. Panther, well what does the Grille 15 in game represent? Well.. it's also the Grille 12 or 15 depending on the gun it was using! This said, the gun for this is likely fictitious, I could not find anything on the 15cm PaK L/63 gun. The closest alternative would be the 15cm Kanone 18 L/55. That said, this tank in game is actually NOT based on the blueprints I showed for the G.W. Panther, instead it has its own unique blueprints that seem to share the same designation.
Likely what the Grille 15 is based on.

Skorpion

Developed as part of the Waffentrager Panther series, this was one of many put forward by Rheinmetall in 1943. This specific entry's official name is the Selbstfahrlafette für 12,8cm KwK 43 und 15cm sFH 43 under the designation Skorpion. This project was seemingly developed on the basis of a previous Waffentrager project under the same designation in January 1943.
12.8 cm Selbstfahrlafette Rheinmetall-Borsig – January 7th, 1943 Wooden Mockup
12,8cm Selbstfahrlafette Rheinmetall-Borsig - January 7th, 1943 outline
Unfortunately, I cannot find any model of the Skorpion specifically, there were only blueprints developed. This said, I'm still trying to look for actual blueprints than a reconstruction of them. Nonetheless, this project did exist.
The April outline of the Skorpion
The Skorpion project was cancelled in October 1943 for unknown reasons, and it never went beyond paper.

Honourable Mention... Waffentrager E 100...

It's very commonly known by now that this vehicle is complete fiction, however, it is likely the turret was based on the 12,8cm Flakzwilling 40/2 Anti-aircraft cannon. Interesting trivia is that this is the same thing mounted on German Flak Towers...
https://preview.redd.it/36ugfbpth70d1.png?width=1280&format=png&auto=webp&s=eb0f020f9641145dc2d210685515efd2b8f1dff0
Anyway, this post is now rather long (lol) so, I hope you all enjoyed reading! Let me know in the comments what you want me to go through next! Have a good day :)
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2024.05.13 08:09 SwaggyPig17 Everything to know about Gachas

I've spent several hours throughout the past week researching Gachas and nowhere did I find a single post or comment anywhere that accurately explains everything in the same place, so I'm going to do my best to explain things as best as I can so nobody else will have to research it much either. However, I don't think I know absolutely EVERYTHING about Gachas and might be incorrect on a few points but I'll edit this if anyone can point out where I'm wrong.
Taming: Gachas are tamed passively by dropping items down in front of them, I've heard that you can feed it anything but I haven't tested that myself. When you drop the items, the Gacha will walk towards it (unless it's sitting and it's close enough for it to pick it up) and pick it up, then eat it slowly. According to Dododex it tames better with structures/tools than normal materials. I may have done something wrong but i tried using greenhouse windows in stacks of 10 each (as recommended) to tame them with full effectiveness, but to no avail it always lost effectiveness and still took an incredibly long time to tame. Meanwhile, my brother tamed 4 or 5 just using stone in stacks of 20 with the same effectiveness (like 4%). So in other words, don't use this as a taming guide.
The level of the Gacha doesn't matter as much as it does for most creatures, the most important stat on them is crafting skill, which boosts the production of their crystals (drop rate and the quality of the crystals (normal, primitive, ramshackle, apprentice)). The only reason you might want a high level Gacha is to get a head start on crafting skill or high weight, so you can focus all it's levels into crafting skill and it's still able to hold a significant amount of items at once. From what I've heard, a good base stat of crafting skill on a newly tamed high level Gacha is around 130-135%, but anything beyond that is considered rare.
Crafting Skill: As I already said, it increases the frequency at which crystals drop from the Gacha, I don't know if this means that crystals grow more from eating, or if it means it'll eat the same amount, just more often than normal. All of my Gachas get 1.5% crafting skill per level up, so I'd assume that all tamed Gachas get that amount per level up.
I have seen many people recommend 160% crafting skill for Gachas that you want only the standard crystals that drop materials, and 260% for the leveled crystals (primitive, ramshackle, apprentice). I haven't seen anyone explain why so I can only speculate that beyond 160%, the chances of getting a higher level crystal than the standard ones is just too high to make an efficient material farm, as you would get leveled crystals too often. I have several at 160% and they work very well for materials.
Possible Drops: It would probably be easier to check the wiki for this, but I'll list them anyway. All Gachas get 6 different possible materials they can produce, and of those 6 are 3 common materials, 2 uncommon materials, and 1 rare/very rare materials. When wild they will drop a random one of those 6 resources, but when tamed you can choose whichever one of the 6 resources you want by choosing "Production" in the creature's radial menu (you can also set the production to random, newly tamed Gacha's are set to random by default).
Common Materials:
Uncommon Materials:
Rare Materials:
Very Rare Materials:
If you're looking to tame a Gacha and want to find one with the materials you want, I'd recommend getting very close to the crystal before you pick it up, and check it's level. If there are several Gachas in an area then it can be hard to find one with the right materials you want just by mindlessly picking up every crystal you find. If you check the level and then open the crystal one at a time, and then see the Gacha of that level nearby, it should be easier to find the one you're looking for. It's also important to pay attention to what materials a single Gacha can drop. The first time I tried to tame a Gacha, I thought I found one that dropped both Organic Polymer and Black Pearls. However, if you look at this list above, you can see that both of those are "Rare Materials" and a single Gacha can only have 1 Rare Material as a possible drop. Depending on the material, Gachas drop a different amount, but I'll get into that in another section.
Gachas can drop leveled crystals that can give a variety of different tools/armor as well as some structures. Leveled crystals only have 3 different rarities; Primitive, Ramshackle, Apprentice. So if you came here wondering how to get Ascendant Gacha Crystals, I'm sorry to inform you that as they may have existed years ago, they don't now. Leveled crystals are easily identified by white/green/blue particles floating upward from them. I am not typing out every item that can be dropped by leveled crystals so here is a link where you can check it yourself on the wiki: https://ark.fandom.com/wiki/Gacha_Crystal_(Extinction)?so=searchThe?so=searchThe)
Gacha crystals can drop almost all stone/metal/fabricated tools and weapons, including torches and canteens but not including harpoon launchers. They also drop chitin/flak/riot armor as well as heavy miner's helmets, and for structures they only drop a few different thing such as dinosaur gates/gateways of wood/stone/metal as well as wooden tree platforms (I do not believe behemoth gates are possible).As far as I have observed, Primitive crystals drop Primitive/Ramshackle equipment. Ramshackle crystals drop Ramshackle/Apprentice/Journeyman equipment. Apprentice crystals drop Journeyman/Mastercraft equipment, and I don't believe Ascendant is possible but maybe it is. There is a good chance that I'm somewhat incorrect about the information above, I tested it several times myself but accidentally deleted the note so I'm mostly relying on memory now.
Snow Owl Pellets: Gachas pick up items near them when wild and tamed, including feces and snow owl pellets. They eat feces as more of a last resort option but they eat snow owl pellets almost immediately after obtaining them, granting them a buff. The buff can be identified by yellow, green, blue and red particles swirling over the Gacha's back. Based on my own observation, the buff lasts until the Gacha produces a crystal, even if the Gacha has nothing to eat in it's inventory, meaning the buff will be "on hold" until it can eat. It's important to note that eating snow owl pellets does produce a crystal at all, like it would it if it ate a material like stone. This means if a Snow Owl is directly in front of a Gacha with the buff and nothing in it's inventory, every time the Snow Owl regurgitates a pellet, the Gacha will pick it up and hold it in it's inventory without eating it, allowing you to farm snow owl pellets while afk for later use. Now I will finally get into what the buff actually does.
The buff from the snow owl pellet forces the Gacha to eat until it produces a crystal (again, as long as it has something consumable in it's inventory), the crystal is also forced to produce the maximum amount of the material it can make, assuming the Gacha is in a good mood (I'll explain mood in the next section). I believe the snow owl pellet buff also makes the Gacha more likely to drop leveled crystals, but it didn't seem to impact my pursuit of materials so I wouldn't worry about it if you just want to farm something like metal for example.
Mood: Gachas have good and bad mood which affect their crystal production. The mood is mainly affected by the gender of other Gachas in the vicinity, but mood can also be lowered by taking damage. The mood is dependent on if there is another Gacha of the same gender withing a certain distance.
For example: If you have a male Gacha and female Gacha next to each other, they'll both be in a good mood. If you have 2 male Gachas next to each other, they'll both be in a bad mood. If you have 8 Gachas in a small area, 7 are female and 1 is male, the females will be in a bad mood and the male will be in a good mood. The mood is dependent on if there is another Gacha of the same gender withing a certain distance.
About the distance, I've seen people give several different numbers but it seems that the actual distance that same-gendered Gachas need to be apart is 14 foundations. Now I'll get into what mood actually does.
Bad mood is caused by being too close to another Gacha of the same gender, or taking damage. It causes the Gacha to not only produce crystals slower, but the yield of each crystal will be significantly less. I'm not sure how it affects leveled crystals but as bad mood as basically the counterpart of a snow owl pellet buff, I'd assume it lowers the drop rate of leveled crystals. They also refuse to pick up items, rending the snow owl pellet farming method I mentioned irrelevant. I don't believe they eat snow owl pellets while in a bad mood, and I'm also pretty sure that the bad mood cancels the buff until they're back in a good mood. I'm not sure how long bad mood lasts from taking damage, but after a Gacha is separated (at least 14 foundations) from all other Gachas of the same gender, it remains in a bad mood for a time unless an opposite-gendered Gacha is close to it. Bad mood is easily identified by purple/black particles on its back, similar to the snow owl pellet buff. It will also refuse to look at you if "Ally Looking" is enabled.
Good mood enables the Gacha to produce crystals normally without issues (as long as it has enough to eat) and utilize the snow owl pellet buff. It also will pick up any item near them. It is identified by no lights on its back, and if "Ally Looking" is enabled, it'll look at you.
Gacha Crystal Material Quantity: A Gacha Crystal will drop a different quantity of materials based on its mood and the snow owl pellet buff. This seems to pertain to the rarity of the material (common, uncommon, rare, very rare). I play on single player settings as I'm always playing alone or with my brother, so I don't know if the quantity is different than default for me.
I recently was out of Red Gems and Crystal, and although Crystal was easy enough to find, I couldn't find Red Gems anywhere except one location. So instead of searching around everywhere I decided to check what materials all my Gachas can produce and found that I have one for both Red Crystalized Sap and Crystal, as well as some other materials I was lacking such as Organic Polymer and Metal. So i threw down a male that produced Red Crystalized Sap and a female that produced Crystal and loaded them up with stuff to eat and all my saved snow owl pellets. I kept getting 30 Red Crystalized Sap with the buff and 60 Crystal, also with the buff. But once the buff ran out i was getting around 14-27 Red Crystalized Sap and double that of Crystal. If you refer to the list in the "Possible Drops" section, you can see that Red Crystalized Sap is Rare, whereas Crystal is Uncommon. I also farmed Organic Polymer and Metal with the Gachas and got 30 from each crystal with the snow owl pellet buff.
Upon further testing I have determined the maximum quantity of materials from a Gacha Crystal based on their rarity: (Keep in mind this is with single player settings, I don't know if Gacha Crystal yield is affected by this or other settings. Also keep in mind I don't actually have a Gacha that drops element dust, which is the only Very Rare Material.)
Common: x120 Uncommon: x60 Rare: x30 Very Rare (Element Dust): x15
I can't confirm this but it appears that a Gacha in a good mood without the snow owl pellet buff would produce between 35-100% of its maximum yield per crystal, and a Gacha in a bad mood would produce below 35%.
Breeding: Gachas do not drop eggs after mating and instead have a gestation timer like mammals do. Once the baby has been born, it will pick up items on the ground, allowing you to give it more food than it can hold which can prevent starvation much easier than you can for most creatures, however a Maewing would render this technique useless. I haven't tested this myself, nor was I able to find any information on it but I don't think they can eat everything an adult can, for food at least. They can eat meat and berries (this I can confirm), and I've seen people use rare mushrooms as they provide more food for the baby than meat or berries, but make sure rare mushrooms are the only item in their inventory, or else they might eat other items first.
You can check what a Gacha can produce ("Production" in the radial menu) even in the baby stage, allowing you to easily determine if raising it to an adult is even worthwhile. If not then you can just.... you know. The possible materials are unaffected by the parents and are entirely random.
Someone in the comments pointed out to me that baby Gachas smash feeding troughs so you should keep them away from them... I haven't seen this myself but better safe than sorry. They also said if you just set babies to wander then they never need food, hence the reason to fear for your trough as they might walk into it and smash it.
When imprinting the Gacha, it will not gain more Crafting Skill. The only way to increase this is through level ups or breeding Gachas with high Crafting Skill, I am unaware if Crafting Skill can be increased through mutations but I personally don't think it would be worth the effort even if it is possible.
What to Feed Gachas: This is undoubtedly my favorite thing about Gachas, as I'm the type of player who does not throw out ANYTHING no matter what game I'm playing, so having a good way to transmute junk that I'm unhealthily attached to into resources I need is amazing.
I have thrown everything from Rockwell Recipes to Slingshots in Gachas and they have not turned down a single thing. Sick of dropping stone tools and cloth armor every time you kill something? A Gacha will eat it. Tired of throwing out all your spoiled meat from feeding troughs? A Gacha will eat it. Have a full fault of hide and now you throw out every bit of it you get? A Gacha will eat it. Maybe you have too many Rex Bone Helmet Skins? Sadly a Gacha won't eat it... just kidding yes they will! These things will eat all your garbage you get after you take a newly raised creature out to kill Rexes for XP. All those skins you get every time you respawn, they'll eat those too. With a Gacha, everything has a purpose now, even those Smithy Blueprints you get from every Blue Supply Drop.
Below I'll list the things Gachas will eat in order (1 being most preferred and 10 being least preferred):
  1. Stone (stacks of 20 until gone)
  2. Structures, Ammo (stacks of 20 until gone), Armor, Weapons, Tools, Blueprints
  3. Food items such as raw meat (not Raw Prime Meat/Raw Prime Fish Meat), Spoiled Meat, berries, seeds, cooked meat, crops, mushrooms, etc. (These will be eaten in stacks of 20 until there is no stack of 20 in the Gacha, even if there are 2 stacks of 17, they will be left untouched until later.)
  4. Other materials such as Chitin, Hide, Thatch, Wood, Fiber, Oil (Oil produced by sea creatures is included), etc. (These will be eaten in stacks of 20 until there is no stack of 20 in the Gacha, even if there are 2 stacks of 17, they will be left untouched until later.)
  5. The least wanted things such as incomplete stacks from tier 3 and 4, Rockwell Recipes, Skins, Feces, possibly more. At this point it will also eat Raw Prime Meat, as it considers it an incomplete stack since it can't eat it in groups of 20.
Keep in mind I have not tested every item, it would take a long time and probably be more trouble than it's worth. I would assume other minerals such as Crystal and Obsidian as well as Metal would be in tier 1 with Stone, but I haven't tested them nor do I want to, besides Stone would be undoubtedly easier. I have found that the easiest way to get stuff to feed Gachas is just to keep all the random junk you'd normally throw out, I already listed them but I'll list them again:
Passive Collecting: If you set a Gacha to wander with "Resource Harvesting" enabled, they'll harvest trees and rocks and other things around them. If you don't feel like taming a Doedicurus or Castoroides, then these work quite well as a replacement, not to mention they'll gather both Wood and Stone at the same time. The downside is that they'll eat them, but they'll keep collecting resources at the same time so for the most part this shouldn't hinder it's resource collection.
Probably the best part of setting a Gacha to wander and collect resources on its own, is that you won't have to feed it anything yourself. It will collect resources, eat them, grow crystals, drop crystals. All you have to do is be in the area and pick them up. The problem with this is that Gacha Crystals are easily hidden under bushes, which can result in you missing a significant amount of the crystals produced. I've found that it's easier to do this at night as the crystals glow and stand out very well.
However, before setting a Gacha to wander, make sure to build a pen and have a few other dinos wandering around in it to lower the spawn rate of wild creatures. If the Gacha gets attacked by a Raptor or something, it'll be in a bad mood for a little while and it's crystal production will be extremely lowered for a time. With this in mind I would not recommend using Dino Leashes and instead building a wall out of something like Stone Dinosaur Gates. Fence foundations and walls work well but I've noticed that trees/rocks/bushes spawn closer to gates than walls, and in the long run it's probably a lot easier to place gates than fence foundations as they tend to randomly dislike being placed in a certain area. I'd also recommend having a Carno or something set to follow the wandering Gacha, as they do not do much damage nor do they have a lot of health compared to other creatures of its size.
What I Do: I just have a single Gacha set to produce Metal sitting off my deck but right next to it, with 2 Snow Owls leaning over the Gacha but standing on the deck. Everyday when I log off, I take everything out of the Gacha and put it into a Snow Owl so it won't eat it while I can't collect the crystals. So when I log on, I take it out of the Snow Owl and put it back in the Gacha, since the Snow Owls are leaning over the Gacha, they puke the snow owl pellets right in front of it so it just picks it up (it's in a good mood due to being the only Gacha around).
Then I go on my daily routine (gather kibble eggs and get a few cave drops nearby) and come back and there's a couple crystals on the ground giving me free Metal to put straight in the forge. I also filter the meat in the main feeding trough and the Hyaenodon next to it and give the Gacha about 1900 Spoiled Meat. Every time I go out on my Rock Drake or other tame, I dump all the stone tools and arrows and other garbage (my Chitin and Hide vaults are full constantly and now Stone, Thatch, Wood keep hitting the max every other day) into the Gacha as well, there's always stuff left at the end of the day because I get so much absolutely useless junk that the Gacha seems to believe is food. Occasionally on a slow day it might run out, so I just go to an oil drill or gas collector and grab everything and take it straight back to the Gacha. Every day I get at least 900 Metal in the forge (raw, not ingots).
Other Notes:
  1. I've seen a lot of people say that mate boosted Gachas produce crystals more, this is not the case. The only good thing about keeping a male and female Gacha next to each other is it allows you to fit twice as many Gachas in an area without them having bad mood.
  2. When a Gacha is set to produce Organic Polymer the best option is to not open the crystal, and instead put it inside a storage container and only open it once you need Polymer, due to the eventual spoilage of Organic Polymer.
  3. Gachas will pick up Feces if a creature defecates close enough to them, but Feces is only eaten as a last resort option compared to most available items.
  4. If you always have a folder in your inventory with your less used items like a Canteen and Sickle and probably same ammo, then it's best to be aware when you transfer all items straight into the Gacha. Sometimes the "Transfer All" button will take things out of your folder as well, resulting in you accidentally feeding the Gacha your own tools (I have lost over 5 Ascendant Sickles and well over 10 stacks of Shotgun Ammo to this). However this seems to usually only happen when you log on for the first time after opening the game. I should know better at this point but I literally just sacrificed 20 Shotgun Ammo today so I'm gonna start dumping everything out of my folder and into my private vault at the end of every day.
  5. I don't think the item that Gachas eat impacts the crystal growth, except tools/weapons/armors/structures seem to equal a group of 20 items (i.e. one mouthful).
  6. Since snow owl pellets spoil after 14 days (default settings), if you don't have anything in your Gacha for it to eat and you're just using it to collect pellets for later use, I'd recommend taking all of them and dumping them into a Dung Beetle at the end of every day. Dung Beetles increase the spoil time of all feces, including snow owl pellets. If you don't have a Dung Beetle, crop plots work as well, although it will be tedious to place down enough crop plots for a large amount of snow owl pellets as each one has an inventory of only 10 slots.
  7. Before editing this post, I said you can only get Element Dust as a Production option through a wild-born Gacha, but people have informed me that this is not the case and you can in fact breed Gachas to get one that produces Element Dust. I'm saying this here in case I forgot to delete one of the times I said it.
  8. If you go out for a long time while your Gacha is making crystals, just keep in mind that they only last 15 minutes (default rates).
Anyway that's all I can think of right now, yet I have the feeling I forgot to mention 47097894703 things. If there's anything anyone can confirm or point out, or anything that I should add then please let me know. I'd like for this Gacha essay to help a few people figure out what to do so they don't have to scour the internet for a week. If people actually care about this post then I'll make a detailed post about an optimal Gacha Crystal farm.
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2024.05.12 03:00 KPonchoM So I tried ending the game *Anomaly*

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2024.05.11 10:34 OdeToBlueRofl DIY/Recipe Giveaway

DIY/Recipe Giveaway
DM to set up a dropoff :)
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2024.05.10 14:10 NomNomNomNation There are no trees outside.

Living in the suburbs has always made me feel a little uneasy; The uncanny copy-pasting of houses, as if they arrive as a prefab on the back of a truck. Stuck down - Every house, a clone of those adjacent. When you live in a neighborhood like mine, you start to feel like the people living inside those houses are from the same factory, too. Reality is all too often tamed by an engineer's blueprint.
One morning, whilst sipping my coffee and taking in the silence, it occurred to me - Something that felt so particularly strange about the area. It was so simple, something so recognisable that I have to question why I never noticed it sooner. The emptiness that swallowed the space; The lack of shade; The answer hiding in plain sight, almost asking to be acknowledged.
There were no trees.
It's not uncommon for greenery to be sparse in areas like this - Everything is built so fast these days that there's no time for nature to get in the way. But you'll still see trees towering along the side of the road, blocking the hum of traffic driving by. You'll still find shrubbery, large or small, defining a border between homes. Flora, tucked between the man-made concrete, exists not because somebody has made it so, but because nature implored.
Where was that?
I glanced out the window, hoping to be proven wrong. Surely, I thought, surely there must be something, somewhere, having escaped my mind.
The lack of Earth stared back at me. Grey concrete; Wooden fences; White-painted houses, each the same blueprint. The pristine of each yard only looked so because it was fake; Grass made of plastic, made not in soil but in a factory. The sun shone down, but it felt wasted here, like a beautiful frame with no portrait inside.
Had it always been this way? Was there a time when the yards were full of natural shelter? Had the sunrise been accompanied by the sounds of birds singing? Could you catch a glimpse of squirrels, scattering up the bark, narrowly avoiding running straight into the bottom side of a birdhouse?
I heard the stairs creaking as my husband came downstairs, an hour later than myself, as usual.
"Good morning babe," I almost didn't reply, finding myself lost in curiosity.
"Honey," I spoke whilst still staring out the window, "where's the nearest tree?"
Silence, followed by a slight laughter. "The nearest tree?"
"Yes," I turned to face him, "there isn't a single tree on this street, and I can't even remember the last time I saw one without leaving town."
He opened his mouth to answer, but no words came out. He closed his lips together, pouting slightly as he thought. "I'm not sure, that's very strange," his concern turned to me, "Babe, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost."
In a way, I had. The phantom remains of nature was present all around us - All the trees chopped down to make our fences being the most basic example. But I didn't want to seem insane, so I dropped it. "Yeah, just found it odd."
It plagued my mind all day. I can't place my finger on why it affected me so deeply. Perhaps it was the fact that it remained unspoken - Why had nobody else ever noticed? Or at the very least, never mentioned this oddity? Was I simply turning this into a larger issue than it actually was? My questions wanted answers, and I could see one of my neighbors, Edith, walking down the pavement.
Edith is a lovely lady. She's lived alone since her partner passed away - But that was before I ever lived here. She speaks a lot about Mike. I wish I could have met him; He sounds like a great man. She has no family to look after her, but despite her age, she gets on perfectly fine living alone. She's strong, and she's often inspired me to be stronger.
I opened the front door, acting as though I was just leaving the house and spotted her.
"Edith!" I smiled as I walked over to her.
"Oh, how lovely to see you, dear," her voice always warms me to hear.
Being alone most of the day, she always appreciates a long social interaction. We spoke for a while, catching up with one another. She said that she didn't want to waste the beautiful weather, and that Mike would always take advantage of it. She never exactly got any closure with him - His cause of death was never discovered. He was found in the bushes a few towns over, covered in his own blood, despite no visible wounds. I've never pried deeper; I only talk about it when she brings up the topic.
As things felt like they were wrapping up, I changed the subject.
"Edith, have you ever noticed," I felt nervous to mention it, but I wasn't sure why. "Have you ever noticed that there aren't any trees around?"
I gestured at the houses as I looked around, as if it were even possible to point directly at a lack of something. Glancing back at Edith, her head was tilted slightly as she stared back at me.
"Come again, dear? No trees? What do you mean?"
I felt a little silly, almost wondering if I had missed some, somehow blind to them. "There aren't any trees, are there?" I questioned even myself.
She stared at me, not responding. At first, I thought she was having the same realization as myself. But the silence grew longer; Uncomfortably long.
"There are no trees," I began to clarify my point again, anything to fill the empty air.
Her face seemed to drop. She looked directly into my eyes, as her iris' dilated. She held that eye contact for just a moment, before she frantically started to look around.
"Where? Where are the trees?" She mumbled between quick flicks of her head.
"Hey, Edith, look at me," I held her arm to support her as she stumbled.
I almost wish she hadn't looked at me again. The stillness in her eyes, as her lips trembled... It haunts me - Her skin had gone pale, and she began to buckle at the knees.
"Where did they go?" she cried, screaming now, "Where did they all go?" Her head tilted up slightly, as if trying to catch a glimpse of the towering trees that simply were not there - Only clear skies.
Other neighbors on the street started to peak out their windows or doors. Some rushed out to help her. One held her under the arms, slowly lowering her to the curb, allowing her to sit. Another knelt down beside her. "Edith, are you okay?" he asked her.
"Trees. No trees." These were the only words I could make out between incoherent messes.
The man looked at me. "What did you say to her?" A fit of anger in his voice - Why would he immediately blame me?
"I don't know," I couldn't find the words, "I spoke about how few trees there are, and she started panicking," I felt terrible. I didn't mean for this to happen - This onset of fear I had given her.
The two men stood her up, walking her to her house. I tried to follow, but one held his hand up to me, with the palm open. "I think you should leave."
I would have fought my case; I was concerned for her, and wanted to help. But I felt like I had little to stand on, given that I was the cause of her state. I returned home, and told my husband about what had just happened. He was just as puzzled as myself.
---
That night, I struggled to sleep. The only thoughts on my mind were about Edith, and still, the lack of trees. Given the silence outside, it was like a knife cutting cleanly through the air when the silence changed into something else.
Wind? No.
A mumbling? Maybe.
What was it?
I stood up and looked out the window. I couldn't see any source of the noise. Opening the window quietly, it was louder now. Still quiet, but loud enough that I could have a sense of its direction - Directly below.
Leaning out the window slightly, I could see them. A person, stood outside our front door, speaking. The volume was low enough to keep the voice ambiguous - Just a steady flow of mumbling sounds, with vague words that could just be made out. "Branch", and "Unseen". The same sentence, whatever it was, being repeated, like a broken record player.
I listened very carefully, urging myself to find the meaning.
Finally, I could make it out.
"The Unseen Branch blesses this place. The Unseen Branch blesses this place."
My husband woke up - I heard the sheets moving a little behind me. "What's that noise?" His words croaked through his tired, half-asleep state.
I glanced at him, opening my mouth to answer, before noticing the chanting had stopped. Looking back, I could see the figure running away. They seemed to disappear; Their inky black clothes made it easy to quickly lose them to the night.
---
In the morning, I found myself just staring out the window. The lack of sleep, haunting terror from Edith, and the oddity encountered in the night, all combined into a horrid sense of impending doom.
My husband tried to comfort me, but his explanations fell onto ears too curious to accept his solutions. "It was probably some idiot teen," "Edith is old, things like that happen sometimes," "I'm sure there are trees somewhere in town," - His intentions were good - He meant well. He just couldn't see the bigger picture. All of this had to fit together, I knew it. I couldn't see the bigger picture either, but I could see the jigsaw making it up. I just had to put it together.
Towards midday, I left the house, and made my way 2 doors down to Edith's home. I wanted to apologize for the previous day. The walk felt the longest it ever had - Every step, I felt like eyes were on me. The fear gripped tight at my chest. I was acutely aware of the unnatural environment, still. Somewhere that had once felt like home now felt like a fake augmentation of reality. I considered turning back, but I knew this would only consume me further. Perhaps I should've just gone home; Perhaps ignorance is bliss.
Approaching Edith's door, I stood for a moment, considering whether to knock. Even as I lifted a hand up, fist closed, I still paused. Eventually, after a deep breath, I tapped 3 times.
Then 3 more.
Then 3 more.
Each wave of knocks had a few minutes between - Yet no answer. Edith is always home at this time, having her lunch. I knew this wasn't right. Had I been in a better state of mind, I probably wouldn't have thought too much of it, but this was too much at once.
Testing my luck, I pulled the handle down. The door was unlocked.
With surprisingly less apprehension than the knocking had taken, I opened the door, and stepped inside.
"Edith?"
I called out as I walked down her short hallway. I had never actually been inside her home. Most of the walls were covered in photos; An entire life, all displayed upon these walls. In many of the younger photos, she's with a man - I assume this to be Mike.
Walking into her kitchen, I see her fridge door wide open. The light spills to the floor, as the gentle hum fills the room. On the counter lay an envelope, with my name written in pen.
I would never open somebody else's mail. But this was addressed to me - It's my own mail. I also thought that, perhaps, Edith may have written something that could help me find her.
The envelope wasn't sealed - I could see the paper poking out, with something printed onto it.
I carefully took it out, my eyes taking a few seconds to understand what I was looking at.
Edith, clearly recognisable, her clothes soaked in blood. She lay in a bush, thinly cramped between the foilage and prickly twigs. The leaves seemed to surround her, as though the bush itself hadn't been disturbed. Like putting an object into a box without ever opening it.
My heart rate picked up, almost beating through my chest. My trembling hands couldn't hold the paper steady. Feeling tears forming in my eyes, I wiped them away so that I could make out the sentence written underneath.
"Don't break the branch that feeds you."
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2024.05.10 14:10 NomNomNomNation There are no trees outside.

Living in the suburbs has always made me feel a little uneasy; The uncanny copy-pasting of houses, as if they arrive as a prefab on the back of a truck. Stuck down - Every house, a clone of those adjacent. When you live in a neighborhood like mine, you start to feel like the people living inside those houses are from the same factory, too. Reality is all too often tamed by an engineer's blueprint.
One morning, whilst sipping my coffee and taking in the silence, it occurred to me - Something that felt so particularly strange about the area. It was so simple, something so recognisable that I have to question why I never noticed it sooner. The emptiness that swallowed the space; The lack of shade; The answer hiding in plain sight, almost asking to be acknowledged.
There were no trees.
It's not uncommon for greenery to be sparse in areas like this - Everything is built so fast these days that there's no time for nature to get in the way. But you'll still see trees towering along the side of the road, blocking the hum of traffic driving by. You'll still find shrubbery, large or small, defining a border between homes. Flora, tucked between the man-made concrete, exists not because somebody has made it so, but because nature implored.
Where was that?
I glanced out the window, hoping to be proven wrong. Surely, I thought, surely there must be something, somewhere, having escaped my mind.
The lack of Earth stared back at me. Grey concrete; Wooden fences; White-painted houses, each the same blueprint. The pristine of each yard only looked so because it was fake; Grass made of plastic, made not in soil but in a factory. The sun shone down, but it felt wasted here, like a beautiful frame with no portrait inside.
Had it always been this way? Was there a time when the yards were full of natural shelter? Had the sunrise been accompanied by the sounds of birds singing? Could you catch a glimpse of squirrels, scattering up the bark, narrowly avoiding running straight into the bottom side of a birdhouse?
I heard the stairs creaking as my husband came downstairs, an hour later than myself, as usual.
"Good morning babe," I almost didn't reply, finding myself lost in curiosity.
"Honey," I spoke whilst still staring out the window, "where's the nearest tree?"
Silence, followed by a slight laughter. "The nearest tree?"
"Yes," I turned to face him, "there isn't a single tree on this street, and I can't even remember the last time I saw one without leaving town."
He opened his mouth to answer, but no words came out. He closed his lips together, pouting slightly as he thought. "I'm not sure, that's very strange," his concern turned to me, "Babe, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost."
In a way, I had. The phantom remains of nature was present all around us - All the trees chopped down to make our fences being the most basic example. But I didn't want to seem insane, so I dropped it. "Yeah, just found it odd."
It plagued my mind all day. I can't place my finger on why it affected me so deeply. Perhaps it was the fact that it remained unspoken - Why had nobody else ever noticed? Or at the very least, never mentioned this oddity? Was I simply turning this into a larger issue than it actually was? My questions wanted answers, and I could see one of my neighbors, Edith, walking down the pavement.
Edith is a lovely lady. She's lived alone since her partner passed away - But that was before I ever lived here. She speaks a lot about Mike. I wish I could have met him; He sounds like a great man. She has no family to look after her, but despite her age, she gets on perfectly fine living alone. She's strong, and she's often inspired me to be stronger.
I opened the front door, acting as though I was just leaving the house and spotted her.
"Edith!" I smiled as I walked over to her.
"Oh, how lovely to see you, dear," her voice always warms me to hear.
Being alone most of the day, she always appreciates a long social interaction. We spoke for a while, catching up with one another. She said that she didn't want to waste the beautiful weather, and that Mike would always take advantage of it. She never exactly got any closure with him - His cause of death was never discovered. He was found in the bushes a few towns over, covered in his own blood, despite no visible wounds. I've never pried deeper; I only talk about it when she brings up the topic.
As things felt like they were wrapping up, I changed the subject.
"Edith, have you ever noticed," I felt nervous to mention it, but I wasn't sure why. "Have you ever noticed that there aren't any trees around?"
I gestured at the houses as I looked around, as if it were even possible to point directly at a lack of something. Glancing back at Edith, her head was tilted slightly as she stared back at me.
"Come again, dear? No trees? What do you mean?"
I felt a little silly, almost wondering if I had missed some, somehow blind to them. "There aren't any trees, are there?" I questioned even myself.
She stared at me, not responding. At first, I thought she was having the same realization as myself. But the silence grew longer; Uncomfortably long.
"There are no trees," I began to clarify my point again, anything to fill the empty air.
Her face seemed to drop. She looked directly into my eyes, as her iris' dilated. She held that eye contact for just a moment, before she frantically started to look around.
"Where? Where are the trees?" She mumbled between quick flicks of her head.
"Hey, Edith, look at me," I held her arm to support her as she stumbled.
I almost wish she hadn't looked at me again. The stillness in her eyes, as her lips trembled... It haunts me - Her skin had gone pale, and she began to buckle at the knees.
"Where did they go?" she cried, screaming now, "Where did they all go?" Her head tilted up slightly, as if trying to catch a glimpse of the towering trees that simply were not there - Only clear skies.
Other neighbors on the street started to peak out their windows or doors. Some rushed out to help her. One held her under the arms, slowly lowering her to the curb, allowing her to sit. Another knelt down beside her. "Edith, are you okay?" he asked her.
"Trees. No trees." These were the only words I could make out between incoherent messes.
The man looked at me. "What did you say to her?" A fit of anger in his voice - Why would he immediately blame me?
"I don't know," I couldn't find the words, "I spoke about how few trees there are, and she started panicking," I felt terrible. I didn't mean for this to happen - This onset of fear I had given her.
The two men stood her up, walking her to her house. I tried to follow, but one held his hand up to me, with the palm open. "I think you should leave."
I would have fought my case; I was concerned for her, and wanted to help. But I felt like I had little to stand on, given that I was the cause of her state. I returned home, and told my husband about what had just happened. He was just as puzzled as myself.
---
That night, I struggled to sleep. The only thoughts on my mind were about Edith, and still, the lack of trees. Given the silence outside, it was like a knife cutting cleanly through the air when the silence changed into something else.
Wind? No.
A mumbling? Maybe.
What was it?
I stood up and looked out the window. I couldn't see any source of the noise. Opening the window quietly, it was louder now. Still quiet, but loud enough that I could have a sense of its direction - Directly below.
Leaning out the window slightly, I could see them. A person, stood outside our front door, speaking. The volume was low enough to keep the voice ambiguous - Just a steady flow of mumbling sounds, with vague words that could just be made out. "Branch", and "Unseen". The same sentence, whatever it was, being repeated, like a broken record player.
I listened very carefully, urging myself to find the meaning.
Finally, I could make it out.
"The Unseen Branch blesses this place. The Unseen Branch blesses this place."
My husband woke up - I heard the sheets moving a little behind me. "What's that noise?" His words croaked through his tired, half-asleep state.
I glanced at him, opening my mouth to answer, before noticing the chanting had stopped. Looking back, I could see the figure running away. They seemed to disappear; Their inky black clothes made it easy to quickly lose them to the night.
---
In the morning, I found myself just staring out the window. The lack of sleep, haunting terror from Edith, and the oddity encountered in the night, all combined into a horrid sense of impending doom.
My husband tried to comfort me, but his explanations fell onto ears too curious to accept his solutions. "It was probably some idiot teen," "Edith is old, things like that happen sometimes," "I'm sure there are trees somewhere in town," - His intentions were good - He meant well. He just couldn't see the bigger picture. All of this had to fit together, I knew it. I couldn't see the bigger picture either, but I could see the jigsaw making it up. I just had to put it together.
Towards midday, I left the house, and made my way 2 doors down to Edith's home. I wanted to apologize for the previous day. The walk felt the longest it ever had - Every step, I felt like eyes were on me. The fear gripped tight at my chest. I was acutely aware of the unnatural environment, still. Somewhere that had once felt like home now felt like a fake augmentation of reality. I considered turning back, but I knew this would only consume me further. Perhaps I should've just gone home; Perhaps ignorance is bliss.
Approaching Edith's door, I stood for a moment, considering whether to knock. Even as I lifted a hand up, fist closed, I still paused. Eventually, after a deep breath, I tapped 3 times.
Then 3 more.
Then 3 more.
Each wave of knocks had a few minutes between - Yet no answer. Edith is always home at this time, having her lunch. I knew this wasn't right. Had I been in a better state of mind, I probably wouldn't have thought too much of it, but this was too much at once.
Testing my luck, I pulled the handle down. The door was unlocked.
With surprisingly less apprehension than the knocking had taken, I opened the door, and stepped inside.
"Edith?"
I called out as I walked down her short hallway. I had never actually been inside her home. Most of the walls were covered in photos; An entire life, all displayed upon these walls. In many of the younger photos, she's with a man - I assume this to be Mike.
Walking into her kitchen, I see her fridge door wide open. The light spills to the floor, as the gentle hum fills the room. On the counter lay an envelope, with my name written in pen.
I would never open somebody else's mail. But this was addressed to me - It's my own mail. I also thought that, perhaps, Edith may have written something that could help me find her.
The envelope wasn't sealed - I could see the paper poking out, with something printed onto it.
I carefully took it out, my eyes taking a few seconds to understand what I was looking at.
Edith, clearly recognisable, her clothes soaked in blood. She lay in a bush, thinly cramped between the foilage and prickly twigs. The leaves seemed to surround her, as though the bush itself hadn't been disturbed. Like putting an object into a box without ever opening it.
My heart rate picked up, almost beating through my chest. My trembling hands couldn't hold the paper steady. Feeling tears forming in my eyes, I wiped them away so that I could make out the sentence written underneath.
"Don't break the branch that feeds you."
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2024.05.10 14:10 NomNomNomNation There are no trees outside.

Living in the suburbs has always made me feel a little uneasy; The uncanny copy-pasting of houses, as if they arrive as a prefab on the back of a truck. Stuck down - Every house, a clone of those adjacent. When you live in a neighborhood like mine, you start to feel like the people living inside those houses are from the same factory, too. Reality is all too often tamed by an engineer's blueprint.
One morning, whilst sipping my coffee and taking in the silence, it occurred to me - Something that felt so particularly strange about the area. It was so simple, something so recognisable that I have to question why I never noticed it sooner. The emptiness that swallowed the space; The lack of shade; The answer hiding in plain sight, almost asking to be acknowledged.
There were no trees.
It's not uncommon for greenery to be sparse in areas like this - Everything is built so fast these days that there's no time for nature to get in the way. But you'll still see trees towering along the side of the road, blocking the hum of traffic driving by. You'll still find shrubbery, large or small, defining a border between homes. Flora, tucked between the man-made concrete, exists not because somebody has made it so, but because nature implored.
Where was that?
I glanced out the window, hoping to be proven wrong. Surely, I thought, surely there must be something, somewhere, having escaped my mind.
The lack of Earth stared back at me. Grey concrete; Wooden fences; White-painted houses, each the same blueprint. The pristine of each yard only looked so because it was fake; Grass made of plastic, made not in soil but in a factory. The sun shone down, but it felt wasted here, like a beautiful frame with no portrait inside.
Had it always been this way? Was there a time when the yards were full of natural shelter? Had the sunrise been accompanied by the sounds of birds singing? Could you catch a glimpse of squirrels, scattering up the bark, narrowly avoiding running straight into the bottom side of a birdhouse?
I heard the stairs creaking as my husband came downstairs, an hour later than myself, as usual.
"Good morning babe," I almost didn't reply, finding myself lost in curiosity.
"Honey," I spoke whilst still staring out the window, "where's the nearest tree?"
Silence, followed by a slight laughter. "The nearest tree?"
"Yes," I turned to face him, "there isn't a single tree on this street, and I can't even remember the last time I saw one without leaving town."
He opened his mouth to answer, but no words came out. He closed his lips together, pouting slightly as he thought. "I'm not sure, that's very strange," his concern turned to me, "Babe, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost."
In a way, I had. The phantom remains of nature was present all around us - All the trees chopped down to make our fences being the most basic example. But I didn't want to seem insane, so I dropped it. "Yeah, just found it odd."
It plagued my mind all day. I can't place my finger on why it affected me so deeply. Perhaps it was the fact that it remained unspoken - Why had nobody else ever noticed? Or at the very least, never mentioned this oddity? Was I simply turning this into a larger issue than it actually was? My questions wanted answers, and I could see one of my neighbors, Edith, walking down the pavement.
Edith is a lovely lady. She's lived alone since her partner passed away - But that was before I ever lived here. She speaks a lot about Mike. I wish I could have met him; He sounds like a great man. She has no family to look after her, but despite her age, she gets on perfectly fine living alone. She's strong, and she's often inspired me to be stronger.
I opened the front door, acting as though I was just leaving the house and spotted her.
"Edith!" I smiled as I walked over to her.
"Oh, how lovely to see you, dear," her voice always warms me to hear.
Being alone most of the day, she always appreciates a long social interaction. We spoke for a while, catching up with one another. She said that she didn't want to waste the beautiful weather, and that Mike would always take advantage of it. She never exactly got any closure with him - His cause of death was never discovered. He was found in the bushes a few towns over, covered in his own blood, despite no visible wounds. I've never pried deeper; I only talk about it when she brings up the topic.
As things felt like they were wrapping up, I changed the subject.
"Edith, have you ever noticed," I felt nervous to mention it, but I wasn't sure why. "Have you ever noticed that there aren't any trees around?"
I gestured at the houses as I looked around, as if it were even possible to point directly at a lack of something. Glancing back at Edith, her head was tilted slightly as she stared back at me.
"Come again, dear? No trees? What do you mean?"
I felt a little silly, almost wondering if I had missed some, somehow blind to them. "There aren't any trees, are there?" I questioned even myself.
She stared at me, not responding. At first, I thought she was having the same realization as myself. But the silence grew longer; Uncomfortably long.
"There are no trees," I began to clarify my point again, anything to fill the empty air.
Her face seemed to drop. She looked directly into my eyes, as her iris' dilated. She held that eye contact for just a moment, before she frantically started to look around.
"Where? Where are the trees?" She mumbled between quick flicks of her head.
"Hey, Edith, look at me," I held her arm to support her as she stumbled.
I almost wish she hadn't looked at me again. The stillness in her eyes, as her lips trembled... It haunts me - Her skin had gone pale, and she began to buckle at the knees.
"Where did they go?" she cried, screaming now, "Where did they all go?" Her head tilted up slightly, as if trying to catch a glimpse of the towering trees that simply were not there - Only clear skies.
Other neighbors on the street started to peak out their windows or doors. Some rushed out to help her. One held her under the arms, slowly lowering her to the curb, allowing her to sit. Another knelt down beside her. "Edith, are you okay?" he asked her.
"Trees. No trees." These were the only words I could make out between incoherent messes.
The man looked at me. "What did you say to her?" A fit of anger in his voice - Why would he immediately blame me?
"I don't know," I couldn't find the words, "I spoke about how few trees there are, and she started panicking," I felt terrible. I didn't mean for this to happen - This onset of fear I had given her.
The two men stood her up, walking her to her house. I tried to follow, but one held his hand up to me, with the palm open. "I think you should leave."
I would have fought my case; I was concerned for her, and wanted to help. But I felt like I had little to stand on, given that I was the cause of her state. I returned home, and told my husband about what had just happened. He was just as puzzled as myself.
That night, I struggled to sleep. The only thoughts on my mind were about Edith, and still, the lack of trees. Given the silence outside, it was like a knife cutting cleanly through the air when the silence changed into something else.
Wind? No.
A mumbling? Maybe.
What was it?
I stood up and looked out the window. I couldn't see any source of the noise. Opening the window quietly, it was louder now. Still quiet, but loud enough that I could have a sense of its direction - Directly below.
Leaning out the window slightly, I could see them. A person, stood outside our front door, speaking. The volume was low enough to keep the voice ambiguous - Just a steady flow of mumbling sounds, with vague words that could just be made out. "Branch", and "Unseen". The same sentence, whatever it was, being repeated, like a broken record player.
I listened very carefully, urging myself to find the meaning.
Finally, I could make it out.
"The Unseen Branch blesses this place. The Unseen Branch blesses this place."
My husband woke up - I heard the sheets moving a little behind me. "What's that noise?" His words croaked through his tired, half-asleep state.
I glanced at him, opening my mouth to answer, before noticing the chanting had stopped. Looking back, I could see the figure running away. They seemed to disappear; Their inky black clothes made it easy to quickly lose them to the night.
In the morning, I found myself just staring out the window. The lack of sleep, haunting terror from Edith, and the oddity encountered in the night, all combined into a horrid sense of impending doom.
My husband tried to comfort me, but his explanations fell onto ears too curious to accept his solutions. "It was probably some idiot teen," "Edith is old, things like that happen sometimes," "I'm sure there are trees somewhere in town," - His intentions were good - He meant well. He just couldn't see the bigger picture. All of this had to fit together, I knew it. I couldn't see the bigger picture either, but I could see the jigsaw making it up. I just had to put it together.
Towards midday, I left the house, and made my way 2 doors down to Edith's home. I wanted to apologize for the previous day. The walk felt the longest it ever had - Every step, I felt like eyes were on me. The fear gripped tight at my chest. I was acutely aware of the unnatural environment, still. Somewhere that had once felt like home now felt like a fake augmentation of reality. I considered turning back, but I knew this would only consume me further. Perhaps I should've just gone home; Perhaps ignorance is bliss.
Approaching Edith's door, I stood for a moment, considering whether to knock. Even as I lifted a hand up, fist closed, I still paused. Eventually, after a deep breath, I tapped 3 times.
Then 3 more.
Then 3 more.
Each wave of knocks had a few minutes between - Yet no answer. Edith is always home at this time, having her lunch. I knew this wasn't right. Had I been in a better state of mind, I probably wouldn't have thought too much of it, but this was too much at once.
Testing my luck, I pulled the handle down. The door was unlocked.
With surprisingly less apprehension than the knocking had taken, I opened the door, and stepped inside.
"Edith?"
I called out as I walked down her short hallway. I had never actually been inside her home. Most of the walls were covered in photos; An entire life, all displayed upon these walls. In many of the younger photos, she's with a man - I assume this to be Mike.
Walking into her kitchen, I see her fridge door wide open. The light spills to the floor, as the gentle hum fills the room. On the counter lay an envelope, with my name written in pen.
I would never open somebody else's mail. But this was addressed to me - It's my own mail. I also thought that, perhaps, Edith may have written something that could help me find her.
The envelope wasn't sealed - I could see the paper poking out, with something printed onto it.
I carefully took it out, my eyes taking a few seconds to understand what I was looking at.
Edith, clearly recognisable, her clothes soaked in blood. She lay in a bush, thinly cramped between the foilage and prickly twigs. The leaves seemed to surround her, as though the bush itself hadn't been disturbed. Like putting an object into a box without ever opening it.
My heart rate picked up, almost beating through my chest. My trembling hands couldn't hold the paper steady. Feeling tears forming in my eyes, I wiped them away so that I could make out the sentence written underneath.
"Don't break the branch that feeds you."
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2024.05.04 00:35 ralo_ramone An Otherworldly Scholar [LitRPG, Isekai] - Chapter 115

I woke up before dawn. The world was quiet—no birds were chirping, no carts rattling outside the manor, and no orphans running around. However, I couldn’t sleep. Not even Elincia's warm presence by my side and the allure of the heavy blankets were enough to keep my mind at ease.
I slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb Elincia’s sleep, and slowly walked to the desk, avoiding the floor’s loose boards. [Light Footed] made it easy. I sat down, grabbed a piece of paper, and wrote Wolf’s Birthday Present. A little further down, System Avatar’s Message. Then, New Skills.
The warning from the System Avatar hung over my head like a sword. I wondered if there was a correlation between the System giving me new Runeweaver Skills and the fact we were ‘behind schedule’. I crossed ‘System Avatar’ out. Unless he figured out how to contact me, my hands were tied. For all I knew, Corruption might be shrouding the world in darkness as I wrote, yet my most pressing concern was securing Wolf's birthday gift.
I wondered if Opoki, the merchant of enchanted items, was still in town. His catalog, however, wasn’t the most useful. Unless Wolf was a secret fan of floppy cutlery, Opoki had nothing left of interest.
Wolf always has been the orphan who needed me the least. I had gained his respect and trust over the months, but he was different from the rest of the orphans. The manor was only a temporary residence, a place of passage for him. His real family awaited him in the tribes, and Wolf was already strong enough to survive the Farlands. As much as it saddened me, Wolf would be abandoning us shortly.
A good present would be something he could take back to his home.
I wondered if a hunting knife would do the trick. Wolf was pragmatic, but a more meaningful present would be better. Even if he could visit occasionally, I would like him to have a memento of his days at the orphanage. A reminder of the people he met and the friends he made.
“Rob?” Elincia grumbled, sitting on the bed and rubbing her eyes.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” I replied.
Elincia’s eyes gleamed in the darkness of the room.
“It's not morning yet… the tournament!” she said, suddenly alert.
“That’s tomorrow. I’m just trying to come up with ideas for a birthday present for Wolf.”
Elincia yawned and laid down again with the blanket up her chin. “What about a bag of light stones? I’m sure orcs would benefit from illuminated interiors.”
“It’s a present for Wolf, not the tribes. Light stones—” I replied, but I stopped mid-sentence.
Stones. The word triggered a memory I haven’t paid much attention to. During our trip to the Farlands, the orcs had saved me from the Lich’s undead minions. To avoid engaging with the creatures up close, they used slings. A shiver of excitement ran down my spine. The tennis ball-sized stones had shredded through the flesh and bone of the undead like the discharge of a minigun.
I jumped to my feet and grabbed my journal from the nightstand.
“I assume we are not having a make-out session this morning?” Elincia raised an eyebrow.
“I will make it up to you, I swear,” I said, leaning on the bed and kissing her forehead.
A sling would be the perfect present for Wolf. It would help keep him safe and be a nice keepsake of the orphanage. I rubbed my hands together, thinking of something better than a sling. An enchanted sling.
I exited the bedroom and went down the deserted corridor toward Ginz’s door. I knocked, and a moment later, the craftsman appeared in the doorway, his yellow nightcap tilted to the side and his eyes barely open. He yawned and greeted me with a movement of the head.
Respecting sleeping schedules wasn’t part of our friendship.
“Do you know how to make a sling?” I shot at point-blank range.
“You bet I do. It’s one of the first recipes Craftsmen learn. Ask Elincia how many windows we smashed trying to hunt birds,” Ginz replied, rubbing his eyes.
We exchanged a knowing grin.
“I want to craft a sling for Wolf’s birthday. It has to be sturdy yet stylish, maybe with decorative branding on the stone pouch and nice needlework,” I explained. “Wolf might grow as much as Risha, so it has to be long enough for his arm. Also, it has to be silent. The sling acts like a whip when released, and we don’t want it to scare Wolf’s game.”
Ginz grabbed a small piece of paper and a charcoal pencil from his desk and wrote down the requirements.
“What enchantment do you have in mind?” Ginz asked.
“I’m not sure. I’m leaning towards a wind enchantment, but I have to figure things out,” I replied, lost in thought. If I could decode the runes on Firana’s cape, I might develop a boosting enchanting for the sling.
Then it hit me. I hadn’t mentioned enchantments to Ginz yet. He seemed to notice my expression because he raised an eyebrow mockingly.
“Dude, if you don’t want people to know you can enchant stuff, don’t go around leaving a multicolor trail of enchanted light pebbles,” Ginz scolded me like a teacher would with a rebellious student. “I have stolen like twenty of them, including the ones I used to craft Elincia’s earrings for the party.”
“Right…” I muttered.
I juggled so many things that I hadn’t noticed the missing pebbles.
Ginz put his hand on my shoulder.
“Don’t worry, brother, I won't say anything as long as you keep providing me with blueprints and crazy ideas,” he said with a wide grin. “I’m well on the way to reaching level forty. Maybe in a couple of years, I will turn into a Tinkerer or some crazy Prestige Class. You know the saying: don’t slay your swiftest skeeth for a sour steak.”
“Noted. You won’t betray me as long as I’m useful,” I sighed.
“People become friends for many reasons,” Ginz replied as he gathered clean clothes from the drawer. Then, he waved his hands and expelled me from the room. “I’ll have the sling ready before lunch, Boss.”
I returned to my bedroom before anybody could appear. Risha was as much of a chatterbox as Shu, and Astrid had developed a weird, servile attitude toward me. It wasn’t surprising, considering she had spent the first half of her life trying to please Mister Lowell and the second part obeying the System.
As I closed the door behind me, I heard water splashing. Elincia was bathing behind the wooden screen, and the room smelled like flowers. She hummed a happy tune.
“You know what is funny? You never try to peek while I’m changing or bathing,” Elincia greeted me.
“If you wanted me to peek, you wouldn’t use the screen,” I replied, sitting at the desk and organizing my notes.
“Maybe I’m using the screen to tease you,” Elincia said.
“And maybe I’m aware you are trying to tease me, so I’m teasing you by ignoring your teasing,” I replied. It wasn’t like Elincia’s nightgown left much to the imagination. “Also, I don’t want to spoil that mystery bath pic you like to flaunt so much,” I laughed.
I suspected Elincia used the screen because she was embarrassed.
“You are insufferable, you know that, right?” Elincia splashed on the other side of the screen.
I let out a tired laugh.
Twelve orphans with little sense of privacy and an overloaded schedule were more than enough to keep us busy day and night, but at least the worst part had passed. We had secured a good income source, saved the orphanage from famine, and gathered enough allies to protect us from direct attacks.
I wondered what had happened with Lyra Jorn. After watching my illusions at the feast, she seemed eager to start her internship at the orphanage. However, she hadn’t shown up yet. I made a mental note to have Corin send Lyra a message, and I focused back on Wolf’s birthday present.
Runeweaver’s Encyclopedia: The worst pen is better than the best memory. [Identify] Runeweaver’s Encyclopedia is a detailed compendium of the Runeweaver successfully identified runes. Further information will appear as the Runeweaver discovers new uses for known runes. The Encyclopedia is only visible to the Runeweaver but can be wholly or partially shared with other Runeweavers.
I didn’t know if the System suddenly decided to support me more or if [Consulting Detective] had actually improved [Identify] 's explanations. Still, that paragraph was more than I had been getting for the past half-year.
The explanation also gave clues about runeweaving. The “further information will appear as the Runeweaver discovers new uses for known runes” part led me to believe linear interaction wasn’t the only way of enchanting. I just hoped things wouldn’t get too crazy when adding more than two runes to the same enchantment.
Rune Debugger: No more unwanted explosions in the workplace! [Identify] Rune Debugger provides the Runeweaver with a testing interface to experiment and assess potential enchantments without engraving runes into an object. It provides a sufficiently realistic prediction of the enchantment the Runeweaver desires to perform, although the accuracy of the prediction greatly depends on the contents of the Runeweaver’s Encyclopedia.
I grinned. I had been dying to put [Rune Debugger] to the test, but with the tournament around the corner, I haven’t found an excuse to sit down to draw runes. My only complaint was that System Avatar did not give me these skills from the very beginning.
I opened the Runeweaver’s Encyclopedia, and a thick old book appeared. Unlike my illusions, I could touch the Encyclopedia. The cover was made of dark leather adorned with delicate blue crystal inlays all over the surface. None of my detection skills worked on it. [Identify] showed the book's name, while my mana vision only caught a blur of energy.
The Encyclopedia had six entries: fire, light, gradual, instantaneous, absorption, and recharge. I instantly noticed that the order wasn’t random. The first two were elemental runes that determined the enchantment's effect. The following two were control runes that determined how the effect would occur. The last two were source runes that determined the enchanted object's mana source.
I felt dumb for not realizing it before.
Even with a small sample, I had a general idea about how enchantments worked. Each runic circuit had at least three parts: the effect, the trigger, and the energy source. I suspected a fourth group of runes, one used to modify the effect or the trigger, existed.
I rummaged through my notes until I found the page with the runes from Firana’s enchanted cape. There were seven of them, but two matched the ones in the Encyclopedia: Absorption and Instantaneous. Being flash-grenaded by Loki had paid off. With those two runes out of the way, there were only five unknown runes.
I examined the circuit. The ‘effect rune’ had to be Wind, and the ‘power rune’ was Absorption, which left five runes to encode the ‘trigger’. I knew the central ‘trigger rune’ was Instantaneous, so the other four had to work as modifications to create the effect of control. I closed my eyes and envisioned the cape around Firana’s shoulders the day I bought it. The cape seemed to respond to Firana’s movements while ignoring the passersby.
Unlike Opoki’s enchanted shoelaces, which came to life with anyone’s command, the enchanted cape recognized its user. I smiled. This was getting good.
Each time Firana struck a pose, the cape followed her movement, which meant it also recognized her movement and its direction. I scratched my incipient beard, deep in thought. Fire, Light, Recharge, and Absorption were straightforward runes. However, there was a massive jump in complexity between producing light or fire and recognizing the user's precise movements among a crowd of people. The cape also seemed to recognize the user’s movements as the trigger to activate the Instantaneous-Wind effect.
What were runes in reality?
In hindsight, I had been disingenuous. The cape's effect seemed too complex to be reduced to seven runes. I wondered if the System Avatar was hiding something from me. I knew very little about the runes' true nature, but those questions would have to wait until the end of the tournament.
I focused back on my notes. There were thousands of ways of sorting seven runes, but it was safe to assume only one result on the enchanted cape. If that was the case, it was also safe to assume there were rules about the order of the runes. I examined the light stone in the corner of the table. Light-Gradual-Recharge. My heart raced. The runes in the warm blanket followed a similar order. Fire-Gradual-Absorption.
Effect, trigger, power source.
Eureka.
Elincia emerged from behind the wooden screen, dressed in her usual beige Renaissance-esque dress, and put a hand over my shoulder. I couldn’t help but move my eyes toward her. She was as beautiful as ever.
“It’s Wolf’s birthday today. Don’t get too entranced in that,” she said, kissing the top of my head.
“I’m trying to enchant something for him,” I replied. I couldn’t hide the excitement in my voice. “Firana has her fluttering cape, and Ilya her Cooldown Bow. It seems fair he also gets an enchanted item.”
Elincia smiled and messed up my hair.
“Why are you so adorable?” She whispered. “I’ll go prepare breakfast then. I’ll pass the word you are not to be disturbed,” she added, kissing me again before skipping to the doorway.
I was left stunned. I hadn’t been called adorable by anyone other than my grandma since I was thirteen. I didn’t expect to get a compliment out of nowhere.
Wolf might not be the orphan who required more monitoring, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t constantly looking out for him. Unlike Ilya, who had a massive issue with her identity, or Firana, who had a problematic family, Wolf’s troubles were more subtle. He used to feel like a foreigner at the orphanage; he missed home, but that was a thing of the past.
I sighed. Even if the orphanage was a home for him, Wolf was to return to his home among the orcs. I couldn’t decide for him and didn't want to put my thumb on the scale either. Wolf had to determine his future path for himself. That was the only reason I hadn’t pushed him to get a class, even if I needed to contact the System Avatar.
I wouldn’t turn the orphans into tools like Holst or the Marquis.
The only thing I could do for Wolf now was support his decision.
I focused back on my notes. Even if I wasn’t physically there for him, the enchanted sling might help Wolf. I needed to figure out how the runes worked.
The light stones and the warm blanket had the same rune order: effect, trigger, and energy source. If my suppositions were correct, Wind was the first rune in Firana’s fluttering cape, and absorption was the last, so I assumed I was well on track. I smiled. That dramatically reduced the number of possible combinations from a few thousand to a bit more than a hundred.
This was where [Rune Debugger] came to play. Enchanting hundreds of runes would drain my mana pool before I could even reach ten percent of the total combinations. And that was without considering the danger of creating an unstable combination.
I took a deep breath and used the skill. A blue, translucent box appeared before me—the same color as the System prompts but tridimensional. There were no markings. At first glance, it looked like a simple illusion, like the ones I made with raw mana before I got the [Minor Illusion] skill.
I made a mental note to remember that, per [Identify]’s description, [Rune Debugger] wasn’t completely reliable.
I closed my eyes and carved the runes of a light stone inside the blue box—light, gradual, and recharge. The box flickered and turned green. I smiled. After a moment, the runes inside the box disappeared.
“What about using Gradual only,” I muttered.
I carved the sole rune. Gradual alone shouldn’t be a successful enchantment because it lacked an effect rune. Just as I expected, the box turned yellow.
“Green for successful enchantment and yellow for unsuccessful. Gotcha,” I said.
I looked at the scar on the palm of my left hand. During the fight against the Assassin and the Flame Mage, I had overwritten the runes of the light stone, resulting in its violent shattering. That was a good reason to avoid blindly testing runes. If enchanting could produce something as powerful as the Aias Sword, an accident with runes could be equally dangerous.
“Let’s see what happens if I mess with the runes,” I muttered.
I wrote the runes of a light stone and then overwrote the Instantaneous rune over the Gradual rune. A moment passed, and the box turned a bright red.
“Just like the traffic lights, perfect,” I grinned, silently thanking the System Avatar. Even if we were ‘behind schedule’, [Rune Encyclopedia] and [Rune Debugger] would significantly speed up the process of learning runes.
An idea started crystallizing in my brain: considering the characteristics of Firana's cape, a wind-powered sling that boosted the projectile speed seemed possible. Sure, a fireball-throwing sling was way cooler, but I didn’t want Wolf setting the entire Farlands on fire, and I didn't know how to make the sling enchant a projectile.
Could an enchantment enchant other objects? Probably not. Enchanting seemed to be reserved for Enchanters and Runeweavers.
I got back to work. My idea was simple: match the unknown ‘trigger runes’ with Wind, Instantaneous, and Recharge to see how the enchantment works. I summoned [Rune Debugger] and wrote down the runes. The box turned green.
I grinned and imprinted the runes on a small pebble, trying to use as little mana as possible. The enchantment was successful, just as predicted in the Rune Debugger. Then, I poured a bit of mana into the Wind Stone, and suddenly, air started gently flowing from the rock’s surface. I branded the pebble a ‘control pebble’ and put it aside.
New rune learned! A new entry has appeared in the Rune Encyclopedia: Wind. Total number of entries: 7.
I smiled, pleased with the big, stylized seven floating before my eyes. Now that I had a benchmark against which to compare my new attempts, I summoned the Rune Debugger area and added the first unknown rune to the Wind-Instantaneous-Recharge circuit between Instantaneous and Recharge.
The box turned yellow. I checked my notes, wondering if the order of runes mattered. I wrote the rune in second position this time, between Wind and Instantaneous. The box turned green. Strange but not unexpected. It may be safe to assume the unknown rune worked as an activation condition, so it had to be written before Instantaneous.
As [Rune Debugger] said it was safe, I grabbed a second pebble. Maybe the System was messing with my neuroreceptors, but the idea of getting more runes had me on the edge of my seat. I carved the new four-rune circuit into a pebble. Four runes required much more mana than a three-rune enchantment.
I ignored the cold shiver of my mana leaving my body and activated it. The wind blew from the stone's surface, and that was it—no notable change. I tried again, but both enchantments were the same for all practical purposes.
“That’s strange,” I muttered as I reviewed my notes.
The cape recognizes its user. The cape recognizes movement. The cape recognizes direction. The cape recognizes the user’s intent to activate the effect.
For the cape to flutter, the user's movement and the direction of the enchantment’s spell seemed to work together. Under that assumption, Movement and Direction runes were dead code without the other. It would be impossible to know if the new rune was one of those.
I wondered how to test if the new rune served to recognize the pebble’s user. The solution was simple: I needed a helper.
I jumped to my feet and approached the door with the wind pebble in my hand. As soon as I crossed the doorway, I almost had a heart attack. Next to the door, a fully equipped Zealot stood perfectly still. The eerie presence startled me.
“Good morning, Robert Clarke,” Astrid greeted me. Her androgynous voice came muffled under the golden mask.
“What are you doing?!” I asked as I tried to calm down my heart rate.
“I’m performing my quest. I’m making sure Robert Clarke stays safe,” Astrid replied with her best anonymous Zealot voice.
I sighed.
“Is it necessary to wear your Zealot uniform, though?”
Her stern persona cracked as one of her ears flicked.
“Maybe?”
I rubbed my temples, wondering how I was going to get a religious fanatic to adapt to civilian life. Out of all my problems, this would wait a while before I could address it. At least Astrid knew about my hidden class. She was the perfect helper.
I looked around. We were alone in the corridor.
“Astrid, listen. This is an enchanted stone. It uses mana to produce a small wind current. Try to feed it mana while it's in my hand,” I said, raising the pebble to eye level.
“Yes, sir.”
Astrid raised her hand with the palm forward. Mana flew through her body, but the stone rejected it. She pushed a bit more, but the result was the same. The pebble remained undisturbed.
“That’s enough,” I smiled.
The experiment was a success. The pebble recognized me as its user.
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2024.05.03 01:55 PetitePuppeteer MAJOR D.I.Y GIVE AWAY

Rules: 3 per person, First come first serve, No duplicates
All D.I.Y's will be in front of the airport for you to come and pick up upon arrival comment the three items you want I will then check to see if they are still available if they are if will send you a dodo code if they are not I will reply and inform you that they are not and of course you are still welcome to try and pick from the many options that are available if the item has an ( X ) and a number next to it I have multiple of those D.I.Y's and you just might be able to snatch the suckered up after all I'm just hoping to spread these around and clean out my closet a bit
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2024.04.30 16:24 Hotlikerobot09 PLANET ZOO: BARNYARD ANIMAL PACK AND FREE UPDATE 1.17 OUT NOW ON PC!

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2024.04.27 17:19 Cervantes6785 The secret in the shed. (Part 1)

It was the winter of 1976, and instead of playing with my friends outdoors, I was attending my grandpa’s funeral. I was twelve years old and I’d never been to a funeral before and I didn't know what to expect, but I didn't think it would be like this. Rows of wooden pews stretched out before me, filled with people dressed in black. Some were crying quietly, while others just sat with solemn faces.
At the front of the church, there was a big wooden casket with flowers all around it. That's where they put grandpa. It looked strange to see him lying there so still, like he was just sleeping, but I knew he wasn't going to wake up this time. Mom said he was gone forever, but it was hard to believe because just last week we were ice fishing together at Lake Meade.
There was a man up at the front, dressed in a black suit, talking softly into a microphone. He was saying things about grandpa that made people cry even more. Then there was a lady playing music on a piano, and it made me feel even sadder. Everyone seemed to know what to do except me. I just sat there, feeling lost and confused, wishing grandpa would wake up.
After the service we all gathered at my Aunt Mary’s house and had a dinner where everyone shared stories of grandpa. They asked me to share a story and I tried to talk but then I started crying and I couldn’t stop. I know that crying like that is a sign of weakness.
My mom took me into a bedroom and sat down with me, “We shouldn’t have had you talk about grandpa. I know this is hard on you.”
I didn’t say anything. This felt like the speeches she would give me whenever I did something wrong, but I didn’t think I had done anything wrong, except for the crying… but she was crying harder than me in the bedroom.
“We all loved him so much.” My mom said, hugging me.
And then there was some shouting coming from the other room. My mom got up and went out to see what was happening and I followed her.
In the living room, drunk, was Uncle Ernie. He was wearing hunter orange clothes since it was deer season in Michigan. “You all have blood on your hands!” Uncle Ernie screamed, pointing an accusing finger at everyone in the room.
Several men gathered around Uncle Ernie and they escorted him into the bedroom where I was sitting with my mom a moment ago. I could hear their raised voices, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying.
That’s when Aunt Mary came and grabbed me by the hand, “Let’s go outside and get some fresh air.”
Aunt Mary was the youngest of my mom’s siblings and she didn’t have any kids, so I always thought she looked at me as a son. When I was young she used to live with us and my mom said I wasn’t sure who my mother was back then.
“Don’t worry your Uncle Ernie is just venting.” Aunt Mary said. “He’ll be okay.”
“Why did he say that?” I asked.
Mary thought for a long time. “Well, sometimes when people die it’s hard for people to accept, so they blame other people to make sense of it.”
A few minutes later Uncle Ernie came staggering out of the house and he walked up to us. “You could have saved him!” Uncle Ernie said. “You evil bitch!”
Aunt Mary stepped in front of me, and said, “Not in front of Billy.”
I think this was the first time Uncle Ernie realized I was there. He looked down at me with tears in his eyes. “At least you won’t remember any of this.”
And then the men from inside were surrounding Uncle Ernie again and this time they escorted him to a car and drove away. I hoped I’d never see Uncle Ernie again, but the pit in my stomach told me that was probably wishful thinking.
The next week things went back to normal. My mom was back to work at the factory and it was about this time I started to think about my dad. He’d died when I was two years old, and I figured he would have had some good advice.
I decided to go out to the shed where grandpa kept his things. They hadn’t decided what to do with grandpa’s belongings yet. The door was locked, but I knew where grandpa kept the key, in the bird house hanging from the eavestrough.
The shed was musty and it looked like grandpa hadn’t been in there for awhile. I rummaged through a few drawers and didn’t find anything particularly interesting. I thought about leaving and going next door and asking my friend Pat if he wanted to play basketball at the rec center.
“What are you looking for?” a voice said from behind me.
I turned around but there wasn’t anyone there. I walked outside of the shed and all around the back yard.
And then the thought hit me that I might have heard the voice of a spirit. Or worse, I was losing my mind and hearing things. I wasn’t sure which was better.
I thought about telling my mother, but I knew that she would tell me I just heard the leaves rustling. I stopped and listened and waited for the sound of leaves, hoping that my mind was playing tricks.
But no leaves rustled, not even the sounds of any birds. It was dead silent.
I looked up at the tree and laughed, it was the middle of winter and there were no leaves. I decided that I was hearing things. My mind was playing tricks on me. I had never heard a voice before so maybe it’s like growing hair on your chest, at some point you just start to hear things and need to see a doctor.
“There are no such things as ghosts.” I said out loud to reassure myself.
“What are you looking for?” the voice asked again from behind me, but much closer this time.
I felt a mixture of fear and panic. There was a split second where I thought I wouldn’t be able to run, that I would be frozen in terror with the voice behind me closing in, but then I could feel myself running for the house and I didn’t look back to see what it was that was talking to me.
“Mom!” I screamed as I flew through the back door. And then I remembered she was still at work, so I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a butcher knife off the cutting board and ran into the bathroom and locked the door.
As I held the butcher knife, I wondered how I was going to use it on a spirit. And that’s when I decided to start praying. My mom had never taken me to church, but Rosie from across the street had told me about Jesus and how he loved little children. Rosie even taught me the song, “Jesus loves the little children.”
I sat in the bathroom for what seemed like an eternity until my mom came home. She found me in the bathroom with the butcher knife. I was prepared for her to laugh when I told her the story, but she didn’t laugh.
“Who was it?” she asked.
This was not the response I was expecting from my mom. She was supposed to tell me it was all my imagination.
“Do you believe in ghosts?” I asked my mom, finally putting the butcher knife on the sink basin.
“Of course, not!” my mom answered.
“Then why are you asking me who it was?”
My mom thought for a long time. “I just didn’t want you to think you’re crazy.”
I immediately thought back to what my Uncle Ernie said to Aunt Mary. Did my mom know something she wasn’t telling me?
“I don’t know who it was.” I said.
“Was it grandpa?” my mom asked.
And that’s when I stopped talking and went to my room.
As I sat on my bed, staring at the walls of my room, I started to wonder about my family. And then I wondered if the spirit was watching me. I got up and checked the closet and looked beneath my bed.
I wished I had a dog to help guard the room, but my mom said I wasn’t old enough for the responsibility of a dog. The best defense I had was a few toy soldiers that I hadn’t played with in a couple of years.
I placed one near the window, one in the closet, and one under the bed. I also said another prayer to Jesus in case the toy soldiers didn’t work.
And then I thought about what the voice had asked me. I wasn’t looking for anything in particular. And then I started to wonder if maybe I should have been looking for something, but I had no idea what I was supposed to be looking for in the shed.
“What am I supposed to be looking for?” I asked out loud.
And then the lights in my room flickered on and off. And a few seconds later I was back in the bathroom downstairs holding the butcher knife.
“Billy, come out.” my mom said, outside of the door.
“No way, there is something in this house.” I said, trembling.
My plan was to sleep in the bathroom but about an hour later my Aunt Mary showed up and started to talk to me through the door. “Billy, if you don’t think it’s safe here you can come and spend the night at my house.”
That sounded like a pretty good idea, so I opened the door.
“You don’t have to worry, the voices can’t hurt you.“ Aunt Mary said hugging me.
This was the second response I wasn’t expecting. Why was she acting like the voices were real?
“But they’re not real.” I said, confused.
There was a long pause and then she smiled and said, “Of course they’re not.”
I packed up enough clothes for a week and spent the next few days at my Aunt Mary’s. I didn’t hear any voices and things seemed to be going back to normal and about that time my mom showed up and said it was time for me to come home.
I never wanted to step foot in our house again. I told my mom that I thought I would probably die if I came home. Her and my aunt Mary laughed when I suggested that my life was in danger.
“We all heard voices when we were kids.” My mom said running her fingers through my hair.
This is when I knew for sure I didn’t know my family. Nobody had ever said they heard voices as a kid. They had told me a hundred stories about their childhoods growing up but not a single one included voices.
“You heard voices?” I asked, looking at my Aunt Mary who smiled and nodded.
“Why didn’t you ever tell me this?” I asked.
“Well, we hoped you wouldn’t hear them.” My mom answered. “But maybe grandpa’s death sparked something in you.”
And that’s when I started to cry again just like at the funeral. I couldn’t stop. I cried until I was unable to cry anymore.
Normally when I cry like that I feel better. But not this time.
My mom took me home and I remember looking at the house as I got out of the car. The thought occurred to me that it couldn’t be the house since my mom didn’t grow up in that house.
This thought made me want to cry again.
“Mom, can we get a dog?” I asked through tears.
And to my surprise my mom agreed, “Of course, we’ll go to the dog pound on Monday.”
“What about me being too young?” I asked.
“Well, you’re growing up fast.” She said smiling.
Monday couldn’t arrive fast enough. The dog pound was filled with many breeds and sizes and my mom wanted a small dog that she said would be easier to house train. I wanted the biggest, meanest looking dog I could find. There was a black lab and German Shepherd mix named Thor that had been given to them a week earlier. They said the owners were too old to take care of him and that he was a gentle soul.
He looked like a black wolf.
Thor nuzzled up to me when they let him out of the cage. He was a gentle giant, but he looked ferocious. I tried to think of what a spirit might think when they first laid eyes on Thor. They wouldn’t know his backstory, so I thought Thor would be a perfect guard dog against spirits.
After a half hour of debate my mom finally relented and let me bring Thor home provided I promised to feed him and take him for walks every day. What my mom didn’t know is the one thing I wanted to do more than anything was leave our house.
I introduced Thor to the toy soldiers and instructed him not to eat them. I wasn’t sure if I should tell Thor about the spirit, but I did it anyway. Thor looked at me with a confused look.
“You have to help us.” I said pointing to the toy soldier by the window. “You’re supposed to guard me with your… life.”
I hesitated at the thought of Thor guarding me with his life. “Okay, if you’re too scared you can run, but wait until I’m gone before you run.”
I realized that I was asking Thor to have more courage than me which didn’t seem fair since I was the reason he was in this situation. “Okay, we can run away together, but make sure you bark and growl.”
For the next few months I worked with Thor teaching him how to fetch, but it looked like he already knew those tricks, but he didn’t like to let go of the stick. So, I guess I taught him how to release. I was careful to avoid the back yard. I half hoped that now that I had a dog I wouldn’t be hearing any voices.
My mom acted as if nothing had happened. And it started to seem like a bad dream that I was having trouble remembering when the thought of going back into the shed with Thor crept into my mind.
It was a terrible thought.
“Why didn’t they get rid of grandpa’s belongings?” I asked Thor who perked up his ears.
It had been months and nobody had been to visit except Aunt Mary to check on me. Before I heard the voice we had family visiting every week.
“You’re not scared of that shed, are you?” I asked Thor.
I didn’t think Thor was scared of anything. He even chased the neighbor’s cat up a tree. I was grounded for a couple of days for not keeping Thor on a leash.
“You want to go to the shed, boy?” Thor barked, but he always barked when I raised my voice like that.
I was too scared to go into the shed, but maybe if I let Thor go in ahead of me and look around I would be okay. That seemed like a good idea.
“Tomorrow, you’ll go into the shed.” I said, wondering if Thor might be scared.
“Unless you don’t want to?” I asked Thor, who sat in silence.
The next day I introduced Thor to the backyard for the first time. He didn’t seem to notice anything. We played fetch for an hour. And then I started to throw the stick near the shed.
My mom came out and checked on us and asked if I wanted to come in for lunch. I told her I had already eaten a sandwich, which was a white lie. I didn’t want to tell her I was trying to get up the courage to open the shed door again.
I walked up to the shed door with Thor by my side, “Is anyone in there?”
There was no answer, this time I could actually hear the wind rustling through the tree leaves. I felt a weight lift off my shoulders when nothing happened.
“Maybe it was just my imagination?” I said.
And that’s when the hair on Thor’s neck went up and he started to growl. And then Thor showed his teeth which I’d never seen him do before.
I looked up at the birdhouse and wished I had the courage to take out the key, but I found myself running back to the house. I didn’t even check to see if Thor was behind me.
When I reached the back door, I looked back and was surprised to see that Thor had not moved. He was still showing his teeth and looking at the shed door.
“Come on Thor!” I said.
Thor didn’t listen. He just kept staring at the shed door, growling and snarling.
“What’s wrong?” My mom asked, from the kitchen.
“Thor!” I yelled loudly, and this time he listened and came trotting up as if nothing had happened.
“I’m just playing with Thor,” I said to my mom, trying to mask the fear in my voice.
That night I laid in bed with Thor thinking about the shed, “You’re fearless.” I said to Thor who was fast asleep.
I wondered if I would be fearless too if I had sharp teeth like Thor. And that is when I thought about the butcher knife again. Maybe if I had a weapon I would be fearless too? But then I remembered weapons wouldn’t work on spirits since they didn’t have bodies.
And that’s when I realized I had missed the most important thing. The only weapon I needed was a cross. I was praying to Jesus almost every night and I wasn’t bringing Jesus with me.
The next morning, I casually asked my mother if we had any crosses.
“Are you hearing voices again?” my mom asked.
“Nope, but I just thought it might help if I had a cross since I pray to Jesus.” I said.
A look of concern washed over my mother’s face. “Billy, you know we don’t believe in Jesus in our family. You know that we don’t pray.” She said in a very serious tone.
“What’s wrong with praying?” I asked.
“Jesus, is not welcome in this house.” My mom said sternly and walked out of the room.
I knew my family wasn’t particularly religious, but we did have grandpa’s funeral in a church. I then realized that it was the first time I had ever been in a church. If we didn’t believe in Jesus why were we having a church funeral?
I tried to think back, and I didn’t remember seeing any crosses. And the guy in the black suit … was he a pastor?
That afternoon I walked across the street to Rosie’s house. If Rosie was home, she was usually sitting on the front porch in her faded floral housecoat, silver hair pulled into a neat bun. She'd lived alone since her husband passed away a few years back. I brought Thor with me, knowing she always had dog treats handy for when her daughter visited with her dog.
I asked Rosie if she stilled believed in Jesus.
“Of course!” Rosie said smiling, feeding Thor a dog biscuit. “Why are you asking me that?”
“Well, my mom said Jesus isn’t welcome in our home.” I answered.
Rosie thought for a long time, “Well, not everyone believes in Jesus. My husband was an atheist and did not believe in God.”
I thought about asking her why her husband didn’t believe in God, but I decided to focus on things that were more important.
“Do you think I could get a cross from the Catholic Church?” I asked.
Rosie smiled and reached down into her purse and pulled out a rosary. “Here, you can have my favorite rosary.”
The beads were connected by a sturdy metal chain. At the center of the rosary was a small, intricately carved crucifix. The details of Jesus on the cross were so finely rendered I could make out the sorrowful expression on his face.
“You might want to keep that a secret.” Rosie said, nodding toward our house.
“Okay, thanks.” I said, and started back across the street but then turned back to Rosie, “Do you think this works on evil spirits?”
Rosie looked confused at first and then she replied, “It works on everything if you have faith.”
That night I lay awake with the rosary in my hands thinking about what Rosie had said to me. I needed faith. But I didn’t know what she was talking about. I knew I needed courage like Thor, but I wasn’t sure what having faith meant. It wasn’t exactly courage. It was something else.
I said another prayer to Jesus and decided that tomorrow we would go into the shed. Thor would have courage and I would need to have faith.
The next morning I woke up early. Thor didn’t appear the least bit nervous, but maybe that’s because he didn’t know what we were going to do.
My mom cooked my favorite breakfast of scrambled eggs with Malt-O-Meal. She asked if Thor and I had any plans so I made up a story about teaching Thor to dig for treasures that he could smell. It was a half-truth because I had thought about teaching Thor how to smell gold and silver.
It was Friday so my mom had to work. I half expected her to ask about the shed but she kissed me on the forehead and said goodbye like it was any other day.
I looked out the back window at the shed and then down at Thor, “Are you sure this is a good idea?”
I hoped that Thor would do something to tell me not to do it. He sat down and lifted a paw.
“If you knew what we were about to do you wouldn’t be in such a good mood.” I said, pulling out my rosary and holding it in my hand.
A moment later there was a loud knock on the door which caused me and Thor to jump. A moment later, Thor was barking and running toward the living room.
“Anybody home?” I heard my Uncle Ernie yell, cupping his hands around his eyes to see inside.
I opened the door and was prepared to ask him why he was here, but he walked right past me and sat on the living room couch. Thor sat beside him and he began to stroke Thor behind the ears.”
“Billy, is your mom home?”
“No.” I said. “She’s at work.”
“Good.” Ernie said, looking around as if there might be someone watching him. “You’re the reason I’m here.”
Uncle Ernie didn’t visit often and he’d never come to talk to me. “I’m sorry for the way I acted after the funeral. I wasn’t myself.” Ernie said.
He looked at me as if searching for something. “What I said will make sense some day, but you’re too young to understand.”
There it was again. He was talking about some kind of secret. I wanted to ask him some questions, but I was too afraid.
“Before I get into the reason I’m here. I want to just say that your plan isn’t going to work.” Ernie said smiling, looking down at the dog.
“You think this dog and that rosary your holding will save you?”
I wanted to cry, but I just stood there in silence.
“Yeah, they know about your plan.” Uncle Ernie said shaking his head. “You’re just like your dad. He had lots of plans too, and none of them worked.”
Uncle Ernie had never mentioned my dad to me in my entire life.
Uncle Ernie stood up, “This is confusing. It was confusing for me too, but you have a few more years before you have to decide.”
I had no idea what he was talking about and I didn’t want to know. I wanted to run, but I wasn’t sure where to run to.
“You’re too young to save yourself kid.” Ernie said. “But in a few years, when you’re 15 you can run away.”
Could Uncle Ernie hear my thoughts?
“When you’re 16, that’s when they’ll come for you.” Ernie’s voice started to crack as he continued, “That’s when they come for all of us.”
He was going to say something else when the lights in the rooms started to flicker on and off. Thor began to growl and walked over to me, his eyes darting around the room as if something was moving.
“Looks like they’re here…” Ernie said, looking up at the flickering lights. “I might have said too much.”
I backed up against the wall, holding Thor by the collar.
“I’m here to help you,” Uncle Ernie said, crouching down to a knee. “You have to trust me.”
Uncle Ernie was the last person on Earth I would trust, but I nodded.
“What are you looking for?” he asked, pausing as if listening to someone, “What’s in the shed?”
I started to move away from him with my back against the wall, as the growls from Thor became deeper. “I- I don’t know-“
“You have to tell me what you’re looking for!” Ernie demanded, leaning closer, and stopping when Thor began showing his teeth.
Ernie smiled and lifted his head talking into the air, “He doesn’t know.” And then the laugh became diabolical, “He doesn’t even know!”
And then Uncle Ernie walked toward the back door and motioned for me and Thor to follow him, “Let’s go into the shed and you can show me where grandpa kept his things and maybe that will help you find what you’re looking for.”
I gripped the rosary in my hand and looked down at Thor and whispered, “We just need faith.”
And then we followed Uncle Ernie to the shed.
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2024.04.27 06:05 Cervantes6785 The secret in the shed. (Part 1)

The secret in the shed. (Part 1)
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It was the winter of 1976, and instead of playing with my friends outdoors, I was attending my grandpa’s funeral. I was twelve years old and I’d never been to a funeral before and I didn't know what to expect, but I didn't think it would be like this. Rows of wooden pews stretched out before me, filled with people dressed in black. Some were crying quietly, while others just sat with solemn faces.
At the front of the church, there was a big wooden casket with flowers all around it. That's where they put grandpa. It looked strange to see him lying there so still, like he was just sleeping, but I knew he wasn't going to wake up this time. Mom said he was gone forever, but it was hard to believe because just last week we were ice fishing together at Lake Meade.
There was a man up at the front, dressed in a black suit, talking softly into a microphone. He was saying things about grandpa that made people cry even more. Then there was a lady playing music on a piano, and it made me feel even sadder. Everyone seemed to know what to do except me. I just sat there, feeling lost and confused, wishing grandpa would wake up.
After the service we all gathered at my Aunt Mary’s house and had a dinner where everyone shared stories of grandpa. They asked me to share a story and I tried to talk but then I started crying and I couldn’t stop. I know that crying like that is a sign of weakness.
My mom took me into a bedroom and sat down with me, “We shouldn’t have had you talk about grandpa. I know this is hard on you.”
I didn’t say anything. This felt like the speeches she would give me whenever I did something wrong, but I didn’t think I had done anything wrong, except for the crying… but she was crying harder than me in the bedroom.
“We all loved him so much.” My mom said, hugging me.
And then there was some shouting coming from the other room. My mom got up and went out to see what was happening and I followed her.
In the living room, drunk, was Uncle Ernie. He was wearing hunter orange clothes since it was deer season in Michigan. “You all have blood on your hands!” Uncle Ernie screamed, pointing an accusing finger at everyone in the room.
Several men gathered around Uncle Ernie and they escorted him into the bedroom where I was sitting with my mom a moment ago. I could hear their raised voices, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying.
That’s when Aunt Mary came and grabbed me by the hand, “Let’s go outside and get some fresh air.”
Aunt Mary was the youngest of my mom’s siblings and she didn’t have any kids, so I always thought she looked at me as a son. When I was young she used to live with us and my mom said I wasn’t sure who my mother was back then.
“Don’t worry your Uncle Ernie is just venting.” Aunt Mary said. “He’ll be okay.”
“Why did he say that?” I asked.
Mary thought for a long time. “Well, sometimes when people die it’s hard for people to accept, so they blame other people to make sense of it.”
A few minutes later Uncle Ernie came staggering out of the house and he walked up to us. “You could have saved him!” Uncle Ernie said. “You evil bitch!”
Aunt Mary stepped in front of me, and said, “Not in front of Billy.”
I think this was the first time Uncle Ernie realized I was there. He looked down at me with tears in his eyes. “At least you won’t remember any of this.”
And then the men from inside were surrounding Uncle Ernie again and this time they escorted him to a car and drove away. I hoped I’d never see Uncle Ernie again, but the pit in my stomach told me that was probably wishful thinking.
The next week things went back to normal. My mom was back to work at the factory and it was about this time I started to think about my dad. He’d died when I was two years old, and I figured he would have had some good advice.
I decided to go out to the shed where grandpa kept his things. They hadn’t decided what to do with grandpa’s belongings yet. The door was locked, but I knew where grandpa kept the key, in the bird house hanging from the eavestrough.
The shed was musty and it looked like grandpa hadn’t been in there for awhile. I rummaged through a few drawers and didn’t find anything particularly interesting. I thought about leaving and going next door and asking my friend Pat if he wanted to play basketball at the rec center.
“What are you looking for?” a voice said from behind me.
I turned around but there wasn’t anyone there. I walked outside of the shed and all around the back yard.
And then the thought hit me that I might have heard the voice of a spirit. Or worse, I was losing my mind and hearing things. I wasn’t sure which was better.
I thought about telling my mother, but I knew that she would tell me I just heard the leaves rustling. I stopped and listened and waited for the sound of leaves, hoping that my mind was playing tricks.
But no leaves rustled, not even the sounds of any birds. It was dead silent.
I looked up at the tree and laughed, it was the middle of winter and there were no leaves. I decided that I was hearing things. My mind was playing tricks on me. I had never heard a voice before so maybe it’s like growing hair on your chest, at some point you just start to hear things and need to see a doctor.
“There are no such things as ghosts.” I said out loud to reassure myself.
“What are you looking for?” the voice asked again from behind me, but much closer this time.
I felt a mixture of fear and panic. There was a split second where I thought I wouldn’t be able to run, that I would be frozen in terror with the voice behind me closing in, but then I could feel myself running for the house and I didn’t look back to see what it was that was talking to me.
“Mom!” I screamed as I flew through the back door. And then I remembered she was still at work, so I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a butcher knife off the cutting board and ran into the bathroom and locked the door.
As I held the butcher knife, I wondered how I was going to use it on a spirit. And that’s when I decided to start praying. My mom had never taken me to church, but Rosie from across the street had told me about Jesus and how he loved little children. Rosie even taught me the song, “Jesus loves the little children.”
I sat in the bathroom for what seemed like an eternity until my mom came home. She found me in the bathroom with the butcher knife. I was prepared for her to laugh when I told her the story, but she didn’t laugh.
“Who was it?” she asked.
This was not the response I was expecting from my mom. She was supposed to tell me it was all my imagination.
“Do you believe in ghosts?” I asked my mom, finally putting the butcher knife on the sink basin.
“Of course, not!” my mom answered.
“Then why are you asking me who it was?”
My mom thought for a long time. “I just didn’t want you to think you’re crazy.”
I immediately thought back to what my Uncle Ernie said to Aunt Mary. Did my mom know something she wasn’t telling me?
“I don’t know who it was.” I said.
“Was it grandpa?” my mom asked.
And that’s when I stopped talking and went to my room.
As I sat on my bed, staring at the walls of my room, I started to wonder about my family. And then I wondered if the spirit was watching me. I got up and checked the closet and looked beneath my bed.
I wished I had a dog to help guard the room, but my mom said I wasn’t old enough for the responsibility of a dog. The best defense I had was a few toy soldiers that I hadn’t played with in a couple of years.
I placed one near the window, one in the closet, and one under the bed. I also said another prayer to Jesus in case the toy soldiers didn’t work.
And then I thought about what the voice had asked me. I wasn’t looking for anything in particular. And then I started to wonder if maybe I should have been looking for something, but I had no idea what I was supposed to be looking for in the shed.
“What am I supposed to be looking for?” I asked out loud.
And then the lights in my room flickered on and off. And a few seconds later I was back in the bathroom downstairs holding the butcher knife.
“Billy, come out.” my mom said, outside of the door.
“No way, there is something in this house.” I said, trembling.
My plan was to sleep in the bathroom but about an hour later my Aunt Mary showed up and started to talk to me through the door. “Billy, if you don’t think it’s safe here you can come and spend the night at my house.”
That sounded like a pretty good idea, so I opened the door.
“You don’t have to worry, the voices can’t hurt you.“ Aunt Mary said hugging me.
This was the second response I wasn’t expecting. Why was she acting like the voices were real?
“But they’re not real.” I said, confused.
There was a long pause and then she smiled and said, “Of course they’re not.”
I packed up enough clothes for a week and spent the next few days at my Aunt Mary’s. I didn’t hear any voices and things seemed to be going back to normal and about that time my mom showed up and said it was time for me to come home.
I never wanted to step foot in our house again. I told my mom that I thought I would probably die if I came home. Her and my aunt Mary laughed when I suggested that my life was in danger.
“We all heard voices when we were kids.” My mom said running her fingers through my hair.
This is when I knew for sure I didn’t know my family. Nobody had ever said they heard voices as a kid. They had told me a hundred stories about their childhoods growing up but not a single one included voices.
“You heard voices?” I asked, looking at my Aunt Mary who smiled and nodded.
“Why didn’t you ever tell me this?” I asked.
“Well, we hoped you wouldn’t hear them.” My mom answered. “But maybe grandpa’s death sparked something in you.”
And that’s when I started to cry again just like at the funeral. I couldn’t stop. I cried until I was unable to cry anymore.
Normally when I cry like that I feel better. But not this time.
My mom took me home and I remember looking at the house as I got out of the car. The thought occurred to me that it couldn’t be the house since my mom didn’t grow up in that house.
This thought made me want to cry again.
“Mom, can we get a dog?” I asked through tears.
And to my surprise my mom agreed, “Of course, we’ll go to the dog pound on Monday.”
“What about me being too young?” I asked.
“Well, you’re growing up fast.” She said smiling.
Monday couldn’t arrive fast enough. The dog pound was filled with many breeds and sizes and my mom wanted a small dog that she said would be easier to house train. I wanted the biggest, meanest looking dog I could find. There was a black lab and German Shepherd mix named Thor that had been given to them a week earlier. They said the owners were too old to take care of him and that he was a gentle soul.
He looked like a black wolf.
Thor nuzzled up to me when they let him out of the cage. He was a gentle giant, but he looked ferocious. I tried to think of what a spirit might think when they first laid eyes on Thor. They wouldn’t know his backstory, so I thought Thor would be a perfect guard dog against spirits.
After a half hour of debate my mom finally relented and let me bring Thor home provided I promised to feed him and take him for walks every day. What my mom didn’t know is the one thing I wanted to do more than anything was leave our house.
I introduced Thor to the toy soldiers and instructed him not to eat them. I wasn’t sure if I should tell Thor about the spirit, but I did it anyway. Thor looked at me with a confused look.
“You have to help us.” I said pointing to the toy soldier by the window. “You’re supposed to guard me with your… life.”
I hesitated at the thought of Thor guarding me with his life. “Okay, if you’re too scared you can run, but wait until I’m gone before you run.”
I realized that I was asking Thor to have more courage than me which didn’t seem fair since I was the reason he was in this situation. “Okay, we can run away together, but make sure you bark and growl.”
For the next few months I worked with Thor teaching him how to fetch, but it looked like he already knew those tricks, but he didn’t like to let go of the stick. So, I guess I taught him how to release. I was careful to avoid the back yard. I half hoped that now that I had a dog I wouldn’t be hearing any voices.
My mom acted as if nothing had happened. And it started to seem like a bad dream that I was having trouble remembering when the thought of going back into the shed with Thor crept into my mind.
It was a terrible thought.
“Why didn’t they get rid of grandpa’s belongings?” I asked Thor who perked up his ears.
It had been months and nobody had been to visit except Aunt Mary to check on me. Before I heard the voice we had family visiting every week.
“You’re not scared of that shed, are you?” I asked Thor.
I didn’t think Thor was scared of anything. He even chased the neighbor’s cat up a tree. I was grounded for a couple of days for not keeping Thor on a leash.
“You want to go to the shed, boy?” Thor barked, but he always barked when I raised my voice like that.
I was too scared to go into the shed, but maybe if I let Thor go in ahead of me and look around I would be okay. That seemed like a good idea.
“Tomorrow, you’ll go into the shed.” I said, wondering if Thor might be scared.
“Unless you don’t want to?” I asked Thor, who sat in silence.
The next day I introduced Thor to the backyard for the first time. He didn’t seem to notice anything. We played fetch for an hour. And then I started to throw the stick near the shed.
My mom came out and checked on us and asked if I wanted to come in for lunch. I told her I had already eaten a sandwich, which was a white lie. I didn’t want to tell her I was trying to get up the courage to open the shed door again.
I walked up to the shed door with Thor by my side, “Is anyone in there?”
There was no answer, this time I could actually hear the wind rustling through the tree leaves. I felt a weight lift off my shoulders when nothing happened.
“Maybe it was just my imagination?” I said.
And that’s when the hair on Thor’s neck went up and he started to growl. And then Thor showed his teeth which I’d never seen him do before.
I looked up at the birdhouse and wished I had the courage to take out the key, but I found myself running back to the house. I didn’t even check to see if Thor was behind me.
When I reached the back door, I looked back and was surprised to see that Thor had not moved. He was still showing his teeth and looking at the shed door.
“Come on Thor!” I said.
Thor didn’t listen. He just kept staring at the shed door, growling and snarling.
“What’s wrong?” My mom asked, from the kitchen.
“Thor!” I yelled loudly, and this time he listened and came trotting up as if nothing had happened.
“I’m just playing with Thor,” I said to my mom, trying to mask the fear in my voice.
That night I laid in bed with Thor thinking about the shed, “You’re fearless.” I said to Thor who was fast asleep.
I wondered if I would be fearless too if I had sharp teeth like Thor. And that is when I thought about the butcher knife again. Maybe if I had a weapon I would be fearless too? But then I remembered weapons wouldn’t work on spirits since they didn’t have bodies.
And that’s when I realized I had missed the most important thing. The only weapon I needed was a cross. I was praying to Jesus almost every night and I wasn’t bringing Jesus with me.
The next morning, I casually asked my mother if we had any crosses.
“Are you hearing voices again?” my mom asked.
“Nope, but I just thought it might help if I had a cross since I pray to Jesus.” I said.
A look of concern washed over my mother’s face. “Billy, you know we don’t believe in Jesus in our family. You know that we don’t pray.” She said in a very serious tone.
“What’s wrong with praying?” I asked.
“Jesus, is not welcome in this house.” My mom said sternly and walked out of the room.
I knew my family wasn’t particularly religious, but we did have grandpa’s funeral in a church. I then realized that it was the first time I had ever been in a church. If we didn’t believe in Jesus why were we having a church funeral?
I tried to think back, and I didn’t remember seeing any crosses. And the guy in the black suit … was he a pastor?
That afternoon I walked across the street to Rosie’s house. If Rosie was home, she was usually sitting on the front porch in her faded floral housecoat, silver hair pulled into a neat bun. She'd lived alone since her husband passed away a few years back. I brought Thor with me, knowing she always had dog treats handy for when her daughter visited with her dog.
I asked Rosie if she stilled believed in Jesus.
“Of course!” Rosie said smiling, feeding Thor a dog biscuit. “Why are you asking me that?”
“Well, my mom said Jesus isn’t welcome in our home.” I answered.
Rosie thought for a long time, “Well, not everyone believes in Jesus. My husband was an atheist and did not believe in God.”
I thought about asking her why her husband didn’t believe in God, but I decided to focus on things that were more important.
“Do you think I could get a cross from the Catholic Church?” I asked.
Rosie smiled and reached down into her purse and pulled out a rosary. “Here, you can have my favorite rosary.”
The beads were connected by a sturdy metal chain. At the center of the rosary was a small, intricately carved crucifix. The details of Jesus on the cross were so finely rendered I could make out the sorrowful expression on his face.
“You might want to keep that a secret.” Rosie said, nodding toward our house.
“Okay, thanks.” I said, and started back across the street but then turned back to Rosie, “Do you think this works on evil spirits?”
Rosie looked confused at first and then she replied, “It works on everything if you have faith.”
That night I lay awake with the rosary in my hands thinking about what Rosie had said to me. I needed faith. But I didn’t know what she was talking about. I knew I needed courage like Thor, but I wasn’t sure what having faith meant. It wasn’t exactly courage. It was something else.
I said another prayer to Jesus and decided that tomorrow we would go into the shed. Thor would have courage and I would need to have faith.
The next morning I woke up early. Thor didn’t appear the least bit nervous, but maybe that’s because he didn’t know what we were going to do.
My mom cooked my favorite breakfast of scrambled eggs with Malt-O-Meal. She asked if Thor and I had any plans so I made up a story about teaching Thor to dig for treasures that he could smell. It was a half-truth because I had thought about teaching Thor how to smell gold and silver.
It was Friday so my mom had to work. I half expected her to ask about the shed but she kissed me on the forehead and said goodbye like it was any other day.
I looked out the back window at the shed and then down at Thor, “Are you sure this is a good idea?”
I hoped that Thor would do something to tell me not to do it. He sat down and lifted a paw.
“If you knew what we were about to do you wouldn’t be in such a good mood.” I said, pulling out my rosary and holding it in my hand.
A moment later there was a loud knock on the door which caused me and Thor to jump. A moment later, Thor was barking and running toward the living room.
“Anybody home?” I heard my Uncle Ernie yell, cupping his hands around his eyes to see inside.
I opened the door and was prepared to ask him why he was here, but he walked right past me and sat on the living room couch. Thor sat beside him and he began to stroke Thor behind the ears.”
“Billy, is your mom home?”
“No.” I said. “She’s at work.”
“Good.” Ernie said, looking around as if there might be someone watching him. “You’re the reason I’m here.”
Uncle Ernie didn’t visit often and he’d never come to talk to me. “I’m sorry for the way I acted after the funeral. I wasn’t myself.” Ernie said.
He looked at me as if searching for something. “What I said will make sense some day, but you’re too young to understand.”
There it was again. He was talking about some kind of secret. I wanted to ask him some questions, but I was too afraid.
“Before I get into the reason I’m here. I want to just say that your plan isn’t going to work.” Ernie said smiling, looking down at the dog.
“You think this dog and that rosary your holding will save you?”
I wanted to cry, but I just stood there in silence.
“Yeah, they know about your plan.” Uncle Ernie said shaking his head. “You’re just like your dad. He had lots of plans too, and none of them worked.”
Uncle Ernie had never mentioned my dad to me in my entire life.
Uncle Ernie stood up, “This is confusing. It was confusing for me too, but you have a few more years before you have to decide.”
I had no idea what he was talking about and I didn’t want to know. I wanted to run, but I wasn’t sure where to run to.
“You’re too young to save yourself kid.” Ernie said. “But in a few years, when you’re 15 you can run away.”
Could Uncle Ernie hear my thoughts?
“When you’re 16, that’s when they’ll come for you.” Ernie’s voice started to crack as he continued, “That’s when they come for all of us.”
He was going to say something else when the lights in the rooms started to flicker on and off. Thor began to growl and walked over to me, his eyes darting around the room as if something was moving.
“Looks like they’re here…” Ernie said, looking up at the flickering lights. “I might have said too much.”
I backed up against the wall, holding Thor by the collar.
“I’m here to help you,” Uncle Ernie said, crouching down to a knee. “You have to trust me.”
Uncle Ernie was the last person on Earth I would trust, but I nodded.
“What are you looking for?” he asked, pausing as if listening to someone, “What’s in the shed?”
I started to move away from him with my back against the wall, as the growls from Thor became deeper. “I- I don’t know-“
“You have to tell me what you’re looking for!” Ernie demanded, leaning closer, and stopping when Thor began showing his teeth.
Ernie smiled and lifted his head talking into the air, “He doesn’t know.” And then the laugh became diabolical, “He doesn’t even know!”
And then Uncle Ernie walked toward the back door and motioned for me and Thor to follow him, “Let’s go into the shed and you can show me where grandpa kept his things and maybe that will help you find what you’re looking for.”
I gripped the rosary in my hand and looked down at Thor and whispered, “We just need faith.”
And then we followed Uncle Ernie to the shed.
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2024.04.26 12:36 2Scriptical4You Ideas I came up with. Hopefully atleast one of them can get added. (this took me so long to write. my fingers hurt.)

Snow-mobiles:
The Snow-mobile is the right option for winter time. Kind of difficult to get up a mountain with a golf cart or a unicycle. Well the Snow-mobile does this in a breeze.
It spawns around the snow camps in the mountains. It is powered by Snow-mobile battery. An item found anywhere on the map. It is Snow-mobile version of the Golf Cart Battery.
Meal Sharing:
  • Adds the ability to share your meals with your fellow npcs.
  • Adds the wooden bowl.
The implementation of the cooking system was great! But what fun is it when you can't even put it in a bowl and share with your fellow mates?
You are able to fill bowls with food. If an npc is in a hungry state they will come and sit down at the nearest chair and eat. They are also able to cook their own meals if you give them a pot. They will go out and collect water and all the ingredients for the meal. The npcs can alo share their meal with other npcs.
Befriending:
  • Adds the ability to befrend cannibals.
Cannibals are just humans that have gone insane. Why not try to befriend them? With enough patience you can have a cannibal friend.
It takes 5 days until the cannibal eventually starts trusting you. To get them to trust you, you have to do things like: Not attack them and let them observe you. Not get too close. Eventually you can leave them gifts at their camp or build them something. Then eventually you can go to their camp with them there and be able to give them stuff without them attacking you and the trust keeps on building.
Eventually the cannibals will help you defend yourself from other camps and in return you help them or give them things. Tha means you have created an alliance with them. To tell them apart from untrusted cannibals, a green icon appears over their head. Of course if you betray them then the alliance breaks and you can no longer befriend those cannibals.
You can also give medicine to cannibals that are sick or hurt. Also if Virginia has a gun she will not attack cannibals until you give her a signal to. This could be activated by a hotkey like "j" or something.
Kelvin Defense:
  • Adds the ability to give a weapon to Kelvin.
I mean come on! I know hes brain damaged, deaf and mute but he can still think and see. Atleast give him a weapon and the ability for him to defend himself.
Its three stages in trust. First you can give him weapons like a knife, wooden bow, slingshot and then when he knows how to use them you can start giving him weapons like: the fireaxe, crossbow, compact bow, katana. Then you can finally start giving him dangerous weapons like: the taser, revolver and rifle.
Also the same thing with Virginia, Kelvin will not shoot at cannibals near you until you give him a signal.
Pet Raccoons:
  • Adds the ability to get a pet raccon!
  • Adds a wooden water bowl.
  • Adds a wooden food bowl.
  • Adds a collar.
  • Adds a new pet icon on the gps tracker.
Raccoons can make for great pets! They are cute and fluffy! We all just want to pet them and cuddle with them!
You can place the water and food bowl on the ground for the raccoon. This is of course a trust process. You first need to put the bowls outside where you can't see them. Eventually you slowly gain their trust by looking at them, getting closer to them and eventually petting them. You can then pet them when you look at them. You can also add a collar that it crafted from rope and a gps tracker.
More fish:
  • Adds Bass.
  • Adds Red Snappers.
  • Adds Trout.
  • Adds Salmon.
  • Adds Cod.
  • Adds Pike.
  • Adds Rainbow Trout.
  • Adds Fish Bucket.
Maybe its time to liven the game up a bit. And lets introduce some more fish to the game!
Adds different meat for all fish and bucket to carry all the meat. This bucket is placed down where you catch fish and then the fish that you pick up, you will need to put them in the bucket. (Mostly because of inventory space.) Different kind of fish fills you up differently.
There will also be new cooking recipes with these fish.
Of course these fish are in their respective habitat for example:
Pikes are in quiet small to large lakes in vegetated and clean water.
Cods are in the ocean.
Salmon are in flowing rocky rivers.
The season also has an effect of what fish you can catch during that season.
Fishing:
  • Adds Wooden Fishing Rod.
  • Adds Compact Fishing Rod.
  • Adds Fishing lines with Hooks.
  • Adds Worms & other Bugs you can use as Bait.
Some fish are too smart or too fast to just stay still when you are in the water hacking away at them. Actually most fish would actually aready be gone once your foot is in the water. A fishing rod would be a good choice.
Different baits are used for different fish. You may needworms for smaller fish like trouts and bigger bait like raw meat to catch pikes.
A fishing line has a risk to break. That means you would hae to go into your inventory and combine your fishing rod with a fishing line. Then combine that with bait in our inventory.
This adds a whole new way of getting food. And its fun! Atleast if you lik the thrill of fishing.
You also have the ability to release the fish or just put it in your bucket.
Security Cameras & TV:
  • Adds Security Cameras.
  • Adds a TV.
Ever needed to keep a view of your home to make sure no critter or creature tries to get in or destroy it? Introducing: Security Cameras!
With these you are able to set them up in trees, on your walls or on your roof. These cameras are then connected with two cables. One of the cables going to an electricity source (Solar panels) and the other going to a TV. On the TV you are able to view the cameras and also switch between cameras.
The TV is only connected with one cable that goes to solar panels.
Both of these are crafted.
Generator:
  • Adds a generator.
Its nice to have electricity but once nighttime hits, our solar panels die on us until the morning. Well a generator can fix that!
The generator works the same as solar panels. It produces energy via wind. But it is also possible to connect a cable from the generator to solar panels. The solar panels send electricity to the generator. The generator then stres this electricity and is able to store up to 10000 Watts.
The generator is a blueprint found in one of the caves.
The TV and Cameras can use the generator to be powered at night. You can also create a switch that can switch the power to use from solar panels at daytime and generator at nighttime.
Rifle Scopes:
  • Adds different scopes for The Rifle.
  • Adds a supressor for the Rifle.
I gotta say. The rifle was my favorite addition into the game. It's a thing I have wanted for a while in the game. But the scope on it kinda sucks. And its very loud.
Different scopes you can switch out for on the rifle like: 2x, 4x, 8x and 16x.
Also a supressor for the rifle if you want to be sneaky.
The scopes are found in the bunkers woth each bunker holding a different scope.
The supressor is found in a military camp.
Hammock:
  • Adds a hammock.
Ever wanted to feel relaxed. Well... Hammock.
This is kind of a small addition. It just adds a hammock that is more comfortable giving you more energy.
It is crafted.
Saltbins:
  • Adds a Saltbin.
Yes, we have a drying rack for raw meat but what about cooked meat?
Saltbins are used to store cooked meat so you are able to eat it later or use it as cooking.
Saltbins are crafted.
Advanced Cannibal Camps:
  • Adds better Cannibal Camps.
Their camps are so easy to destroy. Its not fair.
Now they can build stronger camps using logs. It is harder to knock down and they have more advanced things.
Like a watchtower where cannibals are on duty to spot for animals or humans.
Also the cannibals can now shoot with a wooden bow. They can build walls around their camps making it hader to get in. They can create their own traps.
Small Changes:
Theres now different kind of meat depending on the animal. Theres turtle meat, raccoon meat and so on.
New outfits for Kelvin and Virginia. They can also have preferred outfits depending on the weather or season.
Maybe a craftable thing for Kelvin to hear again. Though I am not sure if his eardrum broke or he is deaf with no fix.
Ability to put deer hide on a single bed just to make it look more comfy.
Main Priority:
The Story.
My gosh I am dissapointed. This story is a garbage bag compared to the gameplay and graphics. The devspent way to much tme on the graphics and barely any on the story. In m opinion. They should have delayed V1.0. The 1.0 update needed more updates to the story. Virginia needs more voice lines.
Its like someone just went to a junkyard. Picked up a whole bunch of stuff from a random pile and used that as their school project. The story is just a bunch of random bs that doesnt make any sense. The forest had much better story than SOTF.
Yes it does follow the same concept of that cube but its still confusing af. How did Eric survive? How did we survive that big gint glob monster? Who tf is the man that looks like a wish version of Elon Msuk wearing tinfoil? How does Virginia fit in to all of this. How did Kelvin lose the ability to speak?
Its all so confusing and doesnt make any sense. Yes these ideas I have suggested are all gameplay related but my main priority is the story. I would much rather they complete the story without a bunch of random bs before I get fishing rods and raccon pets.
I got this game back when it was in alpha. When it just released. I am a beta tester of the game and throughout the updates the story has been the thing that has changed the least.
Please let me know if you like the ideas or dont like them but please try not to be negative. Instead tell me what I can change. I would also like to hear your ideas for a future post I do!
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2024.04.26 04:52 gilda1016 Storage Clean Out: Fossils, DIYs, Real Art

I have the following free items:
DIYs:
Birdhouse, Bonfire, Carrot-tops curry, Classic pitcher, Gear tower, Green-leaf pile, Leaf umbrella, Log bench, Medium cardboard boxes, Mum cushion, Orange wall-mounted clock, Pile of cash, Pot, Stone table, Tiki torch, Wooden-block table, Wooden end table, Wooden-mosaic wall
Fossils:
Amber, Ammonite (x3), Ankylo skull, Ankylo tail (x2), Ankylo torso (x2), Anomalocaris (x2), Archelon skull, Australopith, Brachio pelvis (x2), Brachio skull, Brachio tail (x2), Deinony tail (x2), Dimetrodon skull (x3), Diplo chest, Diplo skull (x2), Dunkleosteus (x2), Iguanodon skull, Left megalo side, Left ptera wing, Left quetzal wing, Megacero tail, Opthalmo skull (x2), Opthalmo torso, Pachy tail (x3), Parasaur skull (x2), Plesio skull, Ptera body, Right megalo side, Right ptera wing, Right quetzal wing (x2), Sabertooth skull, Shark-tooth pattern, Spino skull (x2), Stego skull, T. rex skull, Tricera skull, Tricera tail, Trilobite
Miscellaneous:
Judy’s photo, Bamboo shoots (1 stack of 3)
Edit: No more real art. All pieces have been picked up.
Comment below with your in game name and your island name, along with which items you want, and I’ll DM you a dodo code.
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2024.04.25 01:25 The-Stimp [FS] [US-98391] 4 Kickstarter games for sale (MoonRakers, Unsettled, Blueprints of Mad King Ludwig, Fire Tower)

Selling these 4 Kickstarter games of which most are new and many just have the outside plastic being removed. All 4 have never been played.
1 - MOONRAKERS Titan Edition - brand new and sealed:
This game is still brand new and sealed and in the original shipping box. It was $317 plus tax & shipping (so $375) for everything below. Looking to sell it for $275 and will split the shipping charge to your location.
https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/ivstudios/moonrakers-titan/description
The Titan Box + Base Game The Kickstarter Exclusive gold foil Titan Big Box with Binding Ties, Overload, Nomad, and the base game. Everything will be pre-packaged in the Titan Box—individual boxes are not included in this pledge. Includes the Kickstarter Exclusive Holo Upgrade Pack and everything below: Kickstarter Exclusive Gold Foil Titan Box Binding Ties Expansion Content Overload Expansion Content Nomad Expansion Content Moonrakers Platinum Edition (no box) Game Trayz Custom Insert Moonrakers Holo Upgrade Pack $179 + Moonrakers: Shard Micro-Expansion $12 + Moonrakers: Negotiation Board $18 + Moonrakers: Metal Component Bundle $59 + Extra Hazard Dice $5 + Extra Metal Coins $10 + Base Game Sleeves $12 + New Content Sleeve Bundle $22
2 - UNSETTLED - new but main box and planet 1 was opened. Never played:
This game is opened but never played - the base box and all its components are all in their trays and organized. The base planet was opened as well but never played. The extra planets and all the bonus items from my pledge below are still sealed and unopened. It was $145 plus tax & shipping (so $180) for everything below. Looking to sell it for $125 and will split the shipping charge to your location.
https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/orangenebula/unsettled-board-game-all-new-content/description
CONSTELLATION (with sleeves) Included: Base Game Framework Planet Box: 001_Wenora Planet Box: 002_Grakkis Community Survival Task Pack Blue Rift Bonus Item Purple Rift Bonus Item Planet Sleeve Pack $100.00 Add-ons Module: Scientific Specializations Included: Module: Scientific Specializations $15.00 Module: Scientific Fascinations Included: Module: Scientific Fascinations $10.00
Planet Box: 004_Yendrall
$20
3 - BLUEPRINTS OF MAD KING LUDWIG - outside plastic was opened but main card packs and drawing sheets are still in plastic. Never played:
This game is opened but never played. It was $70 plus tax & shipping (so $97) for everything below. Looking to sell it for $60 and will split the shipping charge to your location.
https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/tedalspach/blueprints-of-mad-king-ludwig-a-flip-and-sketch-strategy-game/description
Pledge for this special Kickstarter version for the ultimate experience and extended replayability! Contents include everything in Retail Edition plus the following: + Upgraded box with interior printing + Additional 50 sheet sketch pad + Additional 50 sheet score pad + 4 additional sets of colored pencils + Upgraded Castle pencil sharpener + GameTrayz™ organizer + Neoprene play mat + All Campaign Sketch Goals
4 - FIRE TOWER plus expansion - outside plastic was removed but cards inside are still sealed. Never played:
The outside plastic was removed but the cards inside are still sealed and the game was never played. It was $78 plus tax & shipping (so $105) for everything below. Looking to sell it for $65 and will split the shipping charge to your location
https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/runawayparade/fire-tower-rising-flames-expansion-reprint/description
DELUXE COMBO+MINI EXPANSIONS Included: Fire Tower 2nd Edition w/ all original SGs Rising Flames Expansion: DELUXE Wooden Buckets Mini Expansion Megahawk Mini Expansion
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2024.04.22 06:57 ZinZezzalo Foundational Guide to SimCity BuildIt

Greetings!
Hello and welcome to ...
The Cities of Victory Introductory Instruction Guide
Table of Contents:
1) Introduction
2) Starting Account
3) Storage
4) Hidden Storage
5) Production Schedule
6) Production Consistency
7) Anticipating Production Flows
8) The Hierarchy of Hard to Find
9) The Hierarchy of "Required in Order to Build"
10) The Hierarchy of Necessity
11) Know the Worth of Your Items
12) Planning Your Storage
13) Planning Your Shopping
14) Raid Global TD Before the Contest of Mayors Begins
15) Fill Your TD No Matter What
16) Trade Depot Hierarchy
17) Flip Your Goods
18) Having Too Many Items
19) Conclusion
1) Introduction:
This Guide, and the other four Guides in the series, will teach you to become the absolute best player you could ever want to be. It will teach you how to maximize your productivity in the game, eliminate any and all time waste, and understand how all the different systems work. It will do this using the most basic terms - simple explanations - and common sense logic.
Really. Don't think of this as a long list of things you have to learn. Just the opposite. This guide will help you cut through all the noise to transform what can seem like a million options into a simple series of Do's and Don'ts. You will optimize your game - and while you're making the smartest moves - the rest of the game (which are covered in Guides 2 - 5) will fall into place naturally with the more you play it.
This Guide will begin by laying out the common sense rules for starting players - and build from there the knowledge of how to best approach your storage - your production - your shopping - and your Trade Depot.
Without further ado - let's get into it. There's no better place to start than the very start itself. This information will be for newer players, but quite honestly, it applies to Level 99 accounts in the exact same way. This is essentially the blueprint for how you should be playing the game.
This is what to do with your ...
2) Starting Account:
There is one key thing you must do immediately when you reach Level 18. And that is to stop raising levels. Immediately. Do not raise any more levels beyond where are you right now. This is not a joke. Do not upgrade any more Residential buildings (as they give experience points).
Okay! But ... why?
In most video games - raising levels equates to gaining more power. In SimCity BuildIt - it's just the opposite. There is one side effect that happens when you upgrade most levels early in the game - and that is you unlock more items that you can produce. The more different items you can produce - the more different items the game can ask you for when you complete objectives and tasks in the game.
So - without complicating things too much - let's do a simple math equation. Let's say the game asks for ten of any item whenever it asks the player for something. If you have only five items unlocked - you in effect only need ten of every item - meaning, you only have to carry fifty items at any given time. Now ... let's say you have fifteen items unlocked - you now need to carry one hundred and fifty items at any given time.
The thing is though - when the game asks you for items - it doesn't always ask you for what you have. It may have asked you for all the nails you were carrying - and now, immediately after, it asks you for more nails again. What can you do? You have to essentially stop everything in its tracks and start producing nails. That's a pretty big bother. That's a pretty big waste of time.
So ... alright ... how do you deal with this then? Well, it all comes down to one of the most important factors of how the entire game works. It affects new and old accounts alike. And that is the matter of ...
3) Storage:
Storage is, without a single doubt, the most crucial and important element of the entire game. This is not an overstatement. The entire game is run on your storage. Seems like a big statement, but let's break it down as simply as we can.
The main currency in the game for which you pay for the things you want (deliveries, upgrades, repairs, war items, just ... everything) is ... items! And what do you need in order to store as many items as possible? The answer was right in the question - storage !
The more items you can hold onto - the more items you can use to complete your tasks and objectives. The more tasks and objectives you can complete - the easier and simpler your play sessions will become. No more getting caught with no nails. Instead of just having the ten nails on hand - you can carry fifty. So, when the game asks you for nails, and then some more, and then nails again - you've got them.
What this does is create a buffer. Meaning, when you have an abundance of everything, and suddenly one item starts dipping a bit low, you can start to produce more of that item immediately in your store. Now - you will always have every item on hand. Meaning, you will never have to stop a play session because you now need to wait for your items to finish being produced before you can continue.
If items are the most important currency in the game - the second most important is time. And nothing saves a ton of time like having a ton of every item available at your disposal. Between having an abundance of these two things - you will acquire everything else you need to make your account the absolute best it can be (a pro account).
There is a rule of hand in the game that your storage should be ten times your current level. So, at Level 18, you should have 180 storage. This is wrong. The storage you should have at Level 18 is 900. You should honestly max your storage out. With every single increase - the nature of your game will change for the better. For the easier.
Rather than playing a game of forever catch-up, always producing something you need right now, and barely having the space needed to store it - you will be playing from the position of absolute and complete abundance.
But ... you actually have so much more storage than your actual storage itself. Huh? Wuzzah? No - it's true! It's a good time now to talk about ...
4) Hidden Storage:
Hidden storage? Yes. That's right. You have, in total, 357 extra storage spaces. How does ... how does this even work?
You have a total of 65 Factory slots - 132 Store slots - and 160 Trade Depot slots available to you at all times. What else is a factory slot that is filled with items than ... storage? Same goes for your stores. And seeing as you aren't using your Trade Depot to sell items during the CoM week - you can store 5 items in 32 slots - and ask your teammates to "flip them" for you (re: the process of buying an item from your TD and putting it back up for you in theirs).
Okay, great! We've learned the importance of your storage (and not raising levels) alongside all the secret storage at your disposal. For a new account - this is your most important lesson. For older accounts as well. The lessons that will be given from this point forward still apply to you 100% - just that - it's also geared towards players who have higher levels in their accounts.
So, for example, just because you have not unlocked the particular items that are being used in an example, does not mean the example doesn't apply 100% (just replace the items in the example with items you can produce).
With all of this understood, it's now time to learn how to best utilize your ...
5) Production Schedule:
The first and most important thing with regards to your production schedule is that you are not a slave to it - that it is a slave to you. What does this mean? This means - real life always comes first. One of the key factors people express if they burn out from the game is that they didn't set proper boundaries within it.
They (unwisely) ended up adopting a production schedule that forced them to be online a lot more than they had to be, wanted to be, or could afford to be. Rather than look at a game as an extension of their real life that would have to play by the same rules - they separated it into its own world - and when the game world collides with the real world, the real world always wins.
How do you circumvent this? Most real-life schedules are set by routine. Folks know what most days are going to look like. So, in that case, if you're pretty certain you know what parts of your day will be free for you to play, craft a play schedule that adheres to the times you will have available. How do you do this? Simple.
Gear the production time of items towards the real life time slots you have between play sessions. Going to bed for the night? What better time to put 7 hour Electrical pieces in your factories - or load up your stores with a series of items that would take roughly ... you guessed it ... 7 or 8 hours to produce. Only got an hour before you can log in and play again? Perfect time to work on a batch of nails - which take 44 minutes to produce 11 of.
Always produce the items you need first, of course. But, if you have a low amount of three items from the same store that you need to produce more of, it's smart to sync up the in-game time schedules to what your real world schedule will look like.
Okay ... that makes sense. But, are there any tips in general regarding production that should be followed? Yes, and that is ...
6) Production Consistency:
Always, and I mean always be producing items in your factories and stores. There is no reason why you should not be producing items at any point in time. Outside of waiting for a lower-point task to spawn before picking up a batch of items from a higher-point task from your store - you should always be producing items.
Outside of making the game obey your real world schedule - this is the most important rule you should follow. The momentum of what you're producing will keep itself going with relatively little attention needed. Whereas, starting an entire production run after everything has ground to a halt is a lot more imposing. It's easier to start running when you're already walking than when you're standing still.
Okay, this makes sense, but ... if your stores are always working all the time ... what should they be producing?
7) Anticipating Production Flows:
Outside of producing what you need right now - it's always important to look at all of the items in your storage.
During a Megapolis CoM run - you typically have two choices on how to face any upcoming scenario. Be at least somewhat prepared - or be caught completely off-guard. What does this mean?
Let's say that your last task just completely demolished your corn and cabinet supply. You're down to zero on both. It's typically a pain making either of these things, but you have two choices right now. Either you can start getting your factories and your stores ready to start producing corn and cabinets when you don't need them - or - you can wait until a task comes up that asks you for ten of them and then be caught completely off-guard when you have zero.
Even if you don't fill up both stores with 11 corn and cabinets a piece - even making five or seven will really help you out. It's a lot easier asking teammates for 4 or 5 cabinets or corn than it is asking them for 10. Now, instead of majorly impositioning somebody by making your complete lack of resources their complete lack of resources - you're just making a minor dent in their own supply which they themselves can recover from much easier.
Okay - now that you know what's up with how to handle your factories and stores - let's focus on the items you should be producing and which you should avoid.
8) The Hierarchy of Hard to Find:
Although it changes throughout the week, there are typically certain items you can find relatively easy (with just a bit of searching) on the Global TD. The idea here then is not to spend your time producing items that can just as easily be found.
For example, out of all your long-wait factory goods, the easiest to find on the Global TD typically follows this order: Spices - Glass - Animal Feed - Chemicals - Brown Fabrics - Electricals.
It would make sense then, whenever you can at night before going to bed, to pump your factories full of electrical pieces. Even if you don't need them right then and there - when you suddenly get a produce 12 Engines task - and you only have three drills (meaning, you will still need 21 Electrical pieces in total) - having thirty in your factories will be a huge save.
You don't even have to hold them all in your storage. Put 10 electrical pieces in your TD. Even if somebody else grabs them and uses them - you can then ask for the electrical pieces when you need them. Because somebody else will have them. If everyone pools their resources together - there being an extra 10 electrical pieces put into the pool means that there will be an extra 10 electrical pieces there when you need them.
The same goes for items from your stores. You will have discovered by now which items are the most rare and valuable at your level. Always make sure to have a few extra on hand.
Besides there being a hierarchy of the hardest to find items, there is also ...
9) The Hierarchy of "Required in Order to Build":
This, again, is dependent on what level you are at and the regions you have unlocked. But, looking at all the items you can produce in your stores, discover which items are required the most often to make other items in your stores. Having unlocked everything myself - I'll use myself as an example.
The Blue Textile item is required to produce Kites (x2), Teddy Bears (x4), Yoga Matts (x2), and Silk Robes (x1). That's ... an important item to have around, right? Not just because of the importance of the items themselves, but the number of Blue Textiles I would need in order to make them.
I once had a Tokyo flight that wanted 5 Teddy bears - 4 Silk robes - and 5 Yoga matts. That's a total of 34 Blue textiles that would be required to make them. I had 25 on hand and another 11 waiting in the store. What could have been a multiple hour delay to make these items - became a one hour breeze.
Look at all of your items that you can produce - and find out how much each is needed. Overall though, it is by combining the Hierarchy of Hard To Find and the Hierarchy of "Required in Order to Build" that you will come to the most important hierarchy of them all. And that would be ...
10) The Hierarchy of Necessity:
Using The Hierarchy of "Required in Order to Build" alone - one would get the impression that Glues are a very important item. How so? Well ...
Glues are needed for the following items: Gnomes (x1), Shoes (x1), Suits (x1), Couches (x1), and Paper Fans (x2).
Man! That looks like Glues are super important! Just that ... they're not. How come? Because, the Gnomes, Shoes, Suits, and Couch items can all be found easily on the Global TD. It takes roughly two minutes of searching to come up with a few of them.
So ... in terms of needing Glues outside of anything besides production tasks involving these items ... you don't really need Glues. The exception would be Paper Fans. But, in that case, just make sure you have a bunch of Paper Fans on hand at all times, and ... you won't really need to have a ton of Glues lying around.
If we were to describe The Hierarchy of Necessity as a mathematical equation, it would look like this:
The Hierarchy of Necessity = The Hierarchy of "Required in Order to Build" (minus) The Hierarchy of Hard to Find (the easier the item is to find - the greater the value of the minus)
So, an item is important if it's required to build lots of other things, but not that important if those things can easily be found on the Global TD marketplace.
Just like The Hierarchy of Necessity, it is crucial that you ...
11) Know the Worth of Your Items:
How do you determine an items real worth? By the resources and production time it needs to be completed alongside the amount of the item typically asked for in a flight (Paris, London, or Tokyo).
The Simoleon amount has absolutely nothing to do with an item's actual worth.
Take the Backpack for example. One of them sells for 430 Simoleons. Pretty cheap, right? But - look at what it takes to make one. A tape measurer - two brown fabrics - and two plastics. The two brown fabrics take by themselves three hours to complete. The tape measurer is an item that needs to be produced in a different store. And on top of all of that? It takes a whole two hours to just make one single backpack in the clothing store. In terms of production requirements - the backpack requires a lot to get done.
The more store items required to produce a different item, the more value that different item has. So, something like a firepit, which requires two cements, two bricks, and one shovel - is incredibly valuable.
This holds especially true when the items needed to produce a different item all come from the same store. The bricks and cements come from the same store - so it's extra stressful to make enough of them to get like 10 firepits made for a task. Those 10 firepits require 40 other items (20 bricks and 20 cements) from the same store. So, you need to have both the storage ready for all of those items and the extra time to wait for the first 39 items to get made until you can get the 40th one. You can see now why the firepit is super valuable.
Look at every item you can make through this lens to discover it's actual worth. Knowing this then - it makes a key aspect of managing your game for success possible. And that is ...
12) Planning Your Storage:
See - it always comes back to the Storage.
Now that you know the actual worth of your items - what's the best way to plan your storage? Well, typically, you want to have more of the longer to produce/resource heavy items in your storage. This works for several reasons.
As mentioned before, when a task requires some of these harder to make items (and you don't have them), then it takes longer to produce them. Meaning, your game comes grinding to a halt for longer.
If you need 10 cabinets for a task - and you've got 0 - you then need to produce/find 20 wooden boards, 20 glass, and 10 paints. Not just this - both the wooden boards and the paints need to be produced in the same store. Just like the firepits from before - making 30 items in the same store is a real hassle. So, after the multiple hours in total needed to produce all of these goods, you then need to wait another 6 hours for the cabinets to then get produced.
It doesn't even stop there - let's say you're already making glues in your store before you find out you need to make the boards and the paints. Just reading this - you can no doubt feel what a gigantic nightmare this turning into.
You know what would solve this problem? Having a lot of cabinets in your storage. That is definitely a worthwhile item to have.
Go through all the items available in your game and become familiar with each and every one of them. Understand what they take to be made - how long it takes to make them - and get a feeling for how rare they are to find on the Global TD. Typically, with a couple of exceptions, items that are resource heavy (especially those from the same store, like cabinets) are hard to find. Put all of this together to figure out a good amount to keep on hand at all times.
Okay - great! We now know how to plan your storage - but there is another crucial element to take care of. And that is ...
13) Planning Your Shopping:
Huh? What? Planning Your Shopping? I have to be kidding, right? The items that appear on the Global TD are completely random, right? Well, yes. And no.
The items you find on Global typically change during the week. There are a total of three phases. I will go through them in order of least to most. These phases are not set in stone during their time allotments (it can swing a half day in either direction) - and the phases all bleed into one another. So, the attributes of one phase ending mixes with the attributes of the following phase beginning. All of the following times that are referenced are in the EST (Eastern) time zone.
Least: This phase starts roughly in the middle of Thursday afternoon and lasts all the way until Sunday morning. And it. Is. Brutal! Expect to find three types of items to take up 97% of all items you will find on the Global TD (Mountain, Fast food (Burgers and Pizzas), and French Fries). Even finding metal can be a challenge. If you find a five-pack of Spices or even something outrageous like a Baseball cap, run towards it like it's going to disappear immediately. Because, in all likelihood, by the time you reach the TD, it probably will have.
Why is this? Because the Contest of Mayors is in full swing. And guess what! 99% of folks don't have a club that stocks their TDs with rare and deliciously hard to produce items. So, they go to the Global TD much like people go to the drugstore after the zombie apocalypse has already started, fully expecting to find their heart medication just waiting there to be picked up. And just like those survivors - they're lucky if they leave the store with an aspirin.
Moderate: This phase starts roughly Saturday Night/Sunday Morning and lasts until Tuesday Morning. You won't find lots of rares or anything, but essential smaller items needed for the production of things will start to pop around. Things like bricks, chemicals, and brown fabrics start trickling back in. Electrical pieces as well. Don't expect to find it - but sometimes cements and shoes and more moderately rare items will pop up. Going into the Global TD during this time of week expecting to find what you need is a fool's errand - but, nevertheless, expect to be surprised by what you do find.
Why is this? Because the Contest of Mayors is closing up. And the folks who finished before the absolute deadline are now starting to clear their TD of the excess or unneeded goods they've got. The closer you get to the Contest of Mayors deadline closing - the more goods will start appearing. Bonus Tip - check Global TD during the first five hours directly after the Contest of Mayors ends - as you will find lots of Storage and Land and Vu and Beach items available during this time. Why? Because the Contest of Mayors just ended - and lots of people got club rewards that they themselves don't need anymore.
Abundance: This phase starts roughly on Tuesday morning and lasts until the middle of Thursday afternoon. But, really, this phase has three phases inside of it.
The first, from Tuesday morning until Tuesday afternoon, is called the Warm-up. Suddenly, you will see an increased presence of TDs selling amazing goods. Lots of TDs on Global that have a pair of shoes advertised will also be selling glues, and smoothies, and bbqs.
The second, from Tuesday afternoon until Wednesday lunch-time, is called the Super-Insane Mega-Abundant Oh-my-God Rares-are-Raining-Down-from-the-Sky Glory Hallelujah Phase. Lawnmowers are being advertised like they're French Fries. Backpacks are no longer rare. If you don't find a five pack of cabinets somewhere - you just aren't looking. Everything and anything you would ever want is everywhere and anywhere you look. It's truly crazy.
The third, from Wednesday lunch time until the middle of Thursday afternoon, is called the Wind-down. It is here that ... you will still find find rares and valuables located throughout. But, Global TD is no longer punching you in the face with it. You won't find TDs stocked with 60 absolutely incredible goods anymore. Instead, maybe 5 or 10. Where it's obvious the other 50 had been there, but ... no longer are. You will still find great, sometimes incredible stuff. Just that ... if you're counting on it ... it'll most likely let you down.
Why is this? Because the Contest of Mayors has ended. And from the three mini-phases inside of the final phase, you see people without the need to use items still producing them like mad for the upcoming CoM. They both misjudge the amount that they will need (better safe to overproduce than sorry to underproduce - which makes sense) and forget that they will find incredible stuff on Global themselves during this time. So, even though the original intention was to have 25 cabinets ready for the upcoming CoM, Buddy wasn't expecting to find 15 Vu on Global himself. So, his cabinets go out there onto the free market. Not just his - but everybody else's as well. That is until the Contest of Mayors starts up again, and then, well ... you understand. Folks start needing those items again. And thus, the cycle continues on in perpetuity. As it has since the dawning of the Contest of Mayors.
Now, if only there was a way to take advantage of this Super-Insane Mega-Abundant Oh-my-God Rares-are-Raining-Down-from-the-Sky Glory Hallelujah Phase. Oh, wait! There is!
14) Raid Global TD Before the Contest of Mayors Begins:
Prior to the Contest of Mayors beginning, you essentially have two options. You can spend the time it takes to produce hundreds of goods - or you can spend anywhere between 10 to 15 minutes on Global TD during the Super-Insane Mega-Abundant Oh-my-God Rares-are-Raining-Down-from-the-Sky Glory Halleujah Phase and get a ton of items there.
You should always make sure you cover your own bases with your own stores and factories. But for your own Trade Depot? Go nuts on Global during this time and post some real gems to your TD. It's quick. It's easy. It's smart.
Okay - so - we know filling our TD is what helps both ourselves and the team as a whole. But, really, how essential is it?
15) Fill Your TD No Matter What:
Remember what the most valuable resource outside of items in the game was? That's right - time. And there is no greater loss of time than ... not having the items you need at hand.
The key to success that the Cities of Victory club has is this: everyone fills their TD with rare and valuable goods for each other to share.
Remember, that all the slots in your TD equal 160 storage? That's a lot of storage. And that's not just for your teammates to enjoy - the minute you need any item that's located in there - you can have your teammate "flip" the items for you. We will get to this in a quick minute, but first we should tackle the question of ...
What should we even put in there?
16) Trade Depot Hierarchy:
There's no way to know exactly what items will be needed during a CoM week. But! If we look at the items we can make - there will be several clues available as to what would be some safe bets.
Often - the items that are the most needed are the ones that are needed to make a lot of the other items we need. If you put paint into your TD - which is needed for countless larger items - and usually in big amounts - it will disappear quickly. Things like melons? Beyond valuable. And why?
Well, let's see - there are a ton of items that use watermelon(s) as an ingredient - and not only this - but they are a bother to make. First, you need to make saplings using a shovel (a store item), which is a lengthy process, and then you need to make the watermelon using the sapling, which is another lengthy process. So, two different procedures needing two different store items. Yeah - starting to see why these are rare.
Look at all the items you can make - see which items would be the most needed - make sure you have at least some of those in there - and then fill the rest with whatever you can find that you know to be worthwhile goods. Simple enough.
The beautiful thing about putting up rare items that no one might really need is that you can always ask your teammates to ...
17) Flip Your Goods:
Daniel - the neighboring mayor controlled by the game - will come and clean out any good in your Trade Depot that has been there for longer than 48 hours (2 days).
Keep it loosely in your mind when you put your goods up - and a quarter of a day before that time comes up - ask the chat to "flip your goods." If you can remember all the goods that you had put up at that time; great. Listing the individual goods is the easiest (using the emojis in chat) and least privy to error.
When your teammate puts your goods up in their TD - you can go, grab them, and then put them up again in your own TD. So, those great goods you put up at the beginning of the week very well may be there until the end of it. And there's nothing wrong with that. You don't know what people may or may not need - but if anyone ever does need that good - you have it.
Another reason this is crucial is because it really helps us with ...
18) Having Too Many Items:
There can come moments in the game where both your storage and your TD are almost full. Well ... what do you do in this scenario?
First, you ask the team to flip your TDs most valuable goods. The ones that have the most worth, are the most useful, and the most rare. Not all of them - just perhaps 50% of what's in there.
Once this has been completed - look at what's in your storage. There are no doubt a few items in there that you don't really need. As in, not super rare, not super useful, and would be able to be gotten again pretty simply. Fill up the other 50% of your TD with these goods. Now ...
Start advertising a few of the goods that you know will be picked up. Chances are - the rest will be cleared out as well. Don't advertise things that won't move (like Mountain items) - because you want to be able to use your TD as storage again as quickly as possible - and having items in there that are on sale but don't ever budge completely prevents that.
After your TD has been cleared - you can start putting items up again from your storage - and now everything will be a lot more breathable and easy to manage.
All this leaves us with is the ...
19) Conclusion:
There you have it. This is everything you need to know in order to run your game well. This guide may not have explored all the different facets of the game - such as the most important items and currencies (the second guide) - or the manner in which to approach the Contest of Mayors (the third guide) - or how to build the best war account possible (the fourth guide) - or all of the rules, guidelines, and communication protocols of the club itself (the fifth guide) - but it still gave you the most important information of all.
The information on how to approach the game in a manner that saves your time, maximizes your output, and positions yourself in the absolute best possible spot to achieve any and all of the other goals you may want to tackle in the game itself. You learned how to prevent burnout by handling your schedule well - how to determine the value of the most crucial element in the game (items) - how and when to handle your shopping on the Global markets - and how to handle your TD so that it's useful to both yourself and the team.
All intrinsic keys that will give you the foundational backbone needed to succeed in the game of SimCity BuildIt. It is an experience that is guided by your habits as much as your knowledge - and when you have both gelling together - there is nothing that can stop you. You are now equipped with the foundation on which all the rest of the knowledge of the game can be placed.
Best of luck! Become - as you were destined to be ...
A City of Victory!
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2024.04.22 04:03 HugeMcBig-Large The Heist!

Another vision, but this one is shaky and cuts in and out. You get flashes of Chrylia running, of fire, and arrows flying through the air. The audio that gets through to you can be deciphered as such
"Got the wand! They... we had to... running away! If... help!! ... how it went..."
The vision resumes, but this time it is much cleaner. You get a security camera view of the events that follow.
Chrylia and Dactylrocsl are stuffed into a bathroom stall together, chest-to-chest. They shift around uncomfortably before coming to the conclusion that this is the best they'll get. Chrylia is the first to speak. "Alright, we need to time this right. I'm gonna bring up the illusion to go in there and distract King Douche in... thirty seconds. I need you to keep out feelers for if there are any guards on the way. Cool?" Dactylrocsl nods, and closes his eyes, his focus shifting to keeping his senses sharp. Chrylia nods and does the same, then the vision switches to the throne room.
In the throne room, the doors suddenly swing open. The most stereotypical wizard you have ever seen strides through, stroking his long white beard in one hand and holding his staff in the other. His voice booms out: "My son! You thought you had struck me down, just as I did my father. But I will not go down so easily, dear boy!"
The king looks bewildered, glancing around the room for some sign that this is a prank. He finds none and turns back to his "father", stammering out a reply. "Father?! H-How?"
"Oh, you wish to know? Well, it all started when..."
The vision fades out as he speaks, but you see as it does a large guard in metal armor pushing a buggy into a door at the back of the room. The vision switches between hallways, following the guard. His buggy, full of folded cloths, writhes occasionally in an unnerving manner. After following the winding hallway for about a minute. He stops outside a large, thick metal door with seemingly no way to open it. He taps the buggy and Livia, Kyoko, and Alarron pop out. They clamber out and the guard lifts his helmet, revealing it to be Hirk. He whispers to the gang. "Livia and Alarron, get started on getting the door open. Kyoko- cover the other end of the hallway. If you hear someone coming, signal us."
They all nod to each other and begin. Hirk, wearing his guard disguise, stands at the end of the hallway. On the other end, Kyoko lurks in the shadows, keeping an ear out for footsteps. Livia pulls a book from her side, then unfolds a large blueprint tucked inside it. She points to a spot on the door, where Alarron holds up his staff and a bright, fiery light begins to emit from it. The metal door begins to glow red and melt.
The vision returns to the throne room. The wizard is still speaking, gesticulating wildly with his hands while the guards and king sit and watch, slightly bored. "Then, with my sword, I cut through the dragon from the inside! The inside, you see! Once emerged, I began..."
The vision now shows the bathroom, with Chrylia and Dactylrocsl continuing their respective magics. Suddenly, the latter's eyes shoot open and he nudges Chrylia and murmurs. The door to the bathroom swings open, and a whistling guard steps in. He jaunts over to the stalls, stopping to check each one, before deciding the one right next to our unfortunate thieves is best-suited for him. He enters and sits, still whistling. Chrylia and Dactylrocsl are frozen with fear, the illusionist barely maintaining her focus. After an excruciating five minutes, the guard clears his throat and speaks.
"Hey buddy, got any toilet parchment over there? I'm all out. And, uh... I'm gonna need a lot, haha."
He sticks his hand up, awaiting the request. Dactylrocsl glances around frantically, then yanks an extreme amount of parchment from the roll, tearing it, and handing it to him.
"Thanks man, this should be enough."
More time passes as the guard finishes his business, excruciating for a different reason now. He stands up and exits the stall then stops to fix his hair in the mirror. He glances at the sink for a moment, sniffs his hands, shrugs, then finally exits. Dactylrocsl, who may have been holding his breath the whole time, lets out a relieved sigh.
The vision now shows the hallway with our breaker-and-enterers. Livia is still guiding Alarron, who is now melting the fourth corner of a small square. As he finishes melting the fourth hole, he backs up, as if waiting for something to happen. Livia does the same for a moment, then kicks the square, causing it to break and fall through. Hirk gives her a concerned look, which she meets with a thumbs up. Kyoko is beckoned over and Livia speaks to her.
"Alright Kyoko, we need you to crawl in, find the wand, and come back ASAP. The wand should be thick and wooden... basically a fence post. We'll be-"
Hirk suddenly speedwalks towards the other three, motioning behind him frantically. Livia turns and practically stuffs Kyoko into the hole before sliding the buggy in front of it. Hirk grabs Livia and Alarron by the arm, who seem to get the message and put their hands behind their backs as if restrained. Just in time, too, as two guards turn the corner and walk towards them. Hirk nods nonchalantly, but the guards look puzzled.
"Sir, ah... who is this?" They motion to Hirk's "prisoners".
"These? These guys are, uh... some lowlifes, that's what! They're thieves, ain't that right?" Livia and Alarron solemnly nod their heads. "Taking them to.. get their hands cut off, of course."
The guards are shocked at this. "Their hands cut off?" Hirk begins to stammer, but they finish their statement before he can blurt out an explanation. "I thought we were doing hands and feet. Huh."
Hirk, relief awash on his face, speaks again. "Well, you know our king. He's nothing if not gracious and forgiving and handsome and wise and kind."
The guards commiserate and as they begin speaking, you are shown the throne hall again for a moment. The wizard is still speaking and motioning dramatically to his increasingly bored audience.
Then you see the inside of the vault. Kyoko steps carefully over piles of glowing gems, whispering skulls, and shimmering scrolls. A ghost enclosed in a jar screams out to her as she moves past. She stumbles upon a pedestal, on which a large, thick branch sits. It emits a soft, comforting glow. She picks it up and marvels at how light it is in her hands despite it's size. As she exits, still marveling at the wand, her shoulder brushes up against a pile of books. She reaches out to catch it, but it is too late. The books fall with a cascading amount of thundering SLAMS. One of them lands wide open, and the text on its page begins to glow. A voice booms out of it, "YOU HAVE FREED ME."
Then, all hell breaks loose. You see every room in the building as a series of rumbles shake the whole building. Chrylia and Dactylrocsl fall out of the stall, and with them, the wizardly illusion vanishes. The king awakes from his bored stupor and screams as the illusion fades. "INVADERS! FIND THEM, NOW!" As the guards speaking to Hirk look around, a piece of the ceiling falls and crushes one of them. Before the other can react, Hirk whacks them in the head with the same piece of rubble. Kyoko emerges from the hole. And then everyone begins to run.



/uw my first big community event! Feel free to participate how you wish, either helping our noble thieves escape, or helping in the attempts to catch them. The king can pay pretty well, after all. Thanks to everyone who's participated so far! Oh, and here's the last post if you'd like some context. Go crazy! I'll try to respond asap to everyone, both as Chrylia or as the king's forces (or whatever jumped out of that book!) but I am going to be asleep soon after this is posted so you may have to wait
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2024.04.21 20:07 soimalittlecrazy Help a newbie with a basic project, please!

Hello!
I realize this is very basic for most of you, but I'm struggling to get over a hump on what will be my first woodworking project. I'd like to make a wooden vermicomposting box. It needs to be large enough to have some temperature protection for the little guys in summer and winter, and be slightly raised with a hinged lid. It's going to be full of soil, so it needs to be strong (and moisture resistant) but also not so heavy two humans can't move it. I've looked through the resources on the wiki, but I am struggling to find a blueprint that seems like it fits the bill. Can someone here point me in a direction? I would really appreciate any help you can offer!
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2024.04.19 14:08 RB42- New updates

So the devs are doing their job creating new items to make the game interesting,……but not really. The new “fuel booster” takes up two slots in your “cooler” and when you use it. then takes away your ability to use the map. Then there is the blueprints, to get those wait till Sunday spin the wheel and see what you win, so you spend gems and many may not have that much, or ppl just don’t want to pay for more, so really is this just a way to get us to spend money in game? Yes it is and yes I have. The only thing I have found useful in the blueprints is the strength elixir and that cannot be stacked. Then there is the items needed, those items are the ones I haven’t had the luck to catch a lot of like the duct tape or fishing line. Again these items take up space in the “cooler”, me I have one rod equipped, two rods, three purple/pink bait and three black/monster bait.
So if new items are added to the game at least increase storage space and maybe increase the chances of catching the items needed to build things. Also instead of building things we already have like bait and the wooden rod (the elixirs and potions are fine) how about something new like maybe an actual fish finder or an additional storage device.
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2024.04.18 20:42 IndigoTellus Teyvat is a Knot in the Tree and a Pearl in the Sea

Teyvat is a Knot in the Tree and a Pearl in the Sea
I've been exploring the I Ching, Chinese history, and MiHoYo as a company and I don’t have anyone to geek out about this stuff with, so I genuinely appreciate everyone who reads this post. Unfortunately, I have to focus on other priorities and put this aside.
Fair warning this super speculative, just in case that’s not your cup of tea.
TLDR
I think the world of Teyvat takes place within a singularity that formed when a bough (main branch) of an Imaginary Tree was impacted by an “intruder”, which formed a knot. To isolate the intruder an artificial False Sky was created forming a Pearl that adds layers with each samsara. Being an imaginary world within a Tree makes sense because it’s a world of gods, dragons, and knights, which are also architypes used throughout history to depict common themes. This could also be why Teyvat is a world of different mythologies, philosophies, theologies, literary works, because they are all part of the collective body of knowledge, the collective “truth” of the Tree.

Creators of Hoyoverse
Franz Kafka said, “The Kafka paradox: art depends on truth, but truth, being indivisible, cannot know itself: to tell the truth is to lie. Thus the writer is the truth, and yet when he speaks he lies.” Each region represents one aspect of the “truth” of the world, because no one thing can fully embody it. So, if the “truth” is lies told by the ones telling the story, then what can we learn from the creators?
We know they studied computer science and that they are fans of Neon Genesis Evangelion. NGE is an anime that creates a world where the characters “are called upon to understand the ultimate cause of events and the motives behind human action”. NGE draws inspiration from Shinto, Judaism, Christianity, Kabbalah, and Freud and Jung. Their first game FlyMe2theMoon used NGE theme song as it’s ending credit.

Carl Jung
Carl Jung is known for his exploration of the psyche. He used the I Ching as a basis for his archetypes and argued that Alchemy is the basis for the psychoanalytical process. Jung's journey of Self is the process of individuation, where one integrates the aspects of personality. “Jung recognized many dream images as representing the Self, including a stone, the world tree...and the Christ.”
Jung is famous for his theory of the collective unconscious, which is a sea surrounding the conscious Self that houses the architypes. “Archetypes are universal organizing themes or patterns that appear regardless of space, time, or person. Appearing in all existential realms"..."they are organized as themes in the unus mundus".
Genshin: I think Teyvat is a singularity, the unus mundus, the world outside of time, a world of architypes, where our collective dreams come to life through our imagination. It’s a world like a Pearl that’s being cultivated through each generation as humanity collectively grows and learns, like a living book of stories that continues to add chapters.

Jung’s Allegory for Truth
“Jung believed that we are ALL fragmented and divided, and knowingly or not, we’re all searching for our souls.”
Jung used an allegory for Truth as rays of light, where white light in its diversity of colors symbolized a common Truth and common property of mankind. The allegory is of a gigantic prism in front of the sun that breaks up the rays of light. A person living under the blue ray perceives the sun sends only blue light, but this is only a fragment of the truth. The same goes for other regions. “And they will all scourge and slay one another to force their fragmentary truth on the others–until, grown wiser through traveling in each other’s regions, they come to the unanimous view that the sun sends out light of different colors. That is a more comprehensive truth, but it is still not the truth. Only when a giant lens has recombined the split-up rays…will a view arise more in accordance with the truth, and men will perceive that the sun emits white light which is split up by the prism.”
Genshin: This feels very applicable with the Colors of the Rainbow achievement and our journey to find the “truth of this world”, which does appear to be a journey of the Self that is a universal process of discovery echoed in all epic tales, represented by a figurative Tree. The Traveler mentions that they are regaining their power and in FlyMe2theMoon Kiana is collecting soul stones in search of the Truth.
Makoto says to Ei that she should have “imparted these ideas to you a little at a time, to dissuade you from your pursuit of stillness”. Makoto and Ei may be foreshadowing what is happening as we walk through the worlds to the region of stillness, Snezhnaya.
“The Giant Voice Inside the Head”, the Sinner is a giant prism in the shape of a mandorla, the almond (vesica piscis), the philosopher's stone, the Pearl/Heart. The Sinner speaks to people in their mind and might force their fragment of truth on people. After bestowing the powers of the abyss to Chlothar, he returns to the Unknown Sanctuary to discover the Sinner is gone, but feels this "awesome and wondrous power flowing through his mind and body". Rhinedottir also found the Heart of Naberius and disappeared. This could mean that the Sinner is quite literally growing wiser by walking in other people’s shoes.

Sigmund Freud
Freud’s Wolf Man dreamt of 6-7 wolves in a Tree which Freud interpreted as manifestations of a primal past trauma (fear of castration). In Greek/Roman mythology Saturn was castrated by Jupiter symbolically cut off the sky. So, wolves may represent nightmares stemming from when the Heavens were cut off. The riftwolves are described as “echoes left from the battles fought so many years ago”.
“The universe has no beginning and no end, and so it was with the land that once was. But this matters not to us, for the land that bears us no longer has anything to do with that eternity without start or ceasing." — So said the lone sage, Aberaku, to the first Sunchild (Abrax/God)
Freud also defined “delusions” as ‘applied like a patch over the place where originally a rent had appeared”. So, delusions are the minds attempts to repair gaps within itself, missing information…like about a God perhaps…maybe an Unknown one? Guizhong tells Zhongli to forget about the dumbbell and Greater Lord Rukkhadevata says “world…forget me…”. This could be the same event from two different perspectives.

Tree of Imaginary Numbers
If Teyvat is a knot in the Tree, then what exactly is the Tree? The Tree of Life is a figurative representation of the cosmic process of creation in cultures all over world. They are directly comparable, and many have related them including Carl Jung and Aleister Crowley the beast himself.
The Confucianist Diagram of the Supreme Ultimate is one of these trees that has two paths: 1) Zhou Dunyi's Taijitu is the natural process of creation and destruction, and 2) Chen Tuan's Wujitu describes the internal alchemic process of achieving immortality (neidan).
The Tree is an archetype, so it is echoed from the microcosm to the macrocosm, meaning it’s a replicated process of creating a universe, a person, a fruit, etc. So, we as people are also universes and “Trees” of life and death, and our bodies are “cauldrons” for internal alchemy.

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Genshin: This same idea is reflected in the game when Araja gave his body to become the Tree of Dreams to continue to sustain the dream for everyone. Each of the Vasara Trees have their own Trees of Dreams inside their consciousness, like inception trees. This could also imply Teyvat requires sacrifices to maintain the world.
In the Confucianist Diagram North is at the bottom of the Tree, while South is at the top. Have you ever noticed that the map of Teyvat does not have a compass? If Mondstadt is the “Crown of the North”, then this puts the Tsaritsa in the West. Her being in the West is significant, because that’s the home of the Icy Queen Mother who is a central figure in China and the one who stole the Pearl.

A Knot in the Tree
Knots are formed when a dead branch and new growth on a tree mix together, which reanimates the dead branch. It’s possible that Teyvat is a dead “bough” reanimated, a world between life and death, where the two are mixing together.
Carl Jung's The Seven Sermons to the Dead: “Man is a portal through which one enters from the outer world of the gods, demons and souls, into the inner world, from the greater world into the smaller world...In this world, man is Abraxas [God], who gives birth to and devours his own world.”
The Primordial One created four “Shining Shades” of themself and shades are undead. The lone sage has sinshades. The Archons have demon names and could be the seven Po (shen/spirits), the angels the hypostases (jing/essence). Genies and Jinn are also spirits. Seelies in Scottish ballads are wights which are undead. Foxes are also believed to be transmigrated souls of deceased human beings.

Dragon Spirits of the Tree
Dragons are “Spirits of the Way”, the way being the Path of Tao, the Tree of Life. They are also Guardians of the Flaming Pearl, which is another description for the philosopher's stone as cold fire.
Genshin: If dragons are spirits of the Tree then this could mean Teyvat is a microcosmic world…within a person…maybe even the one we are ultimately supposed to help in the Trevail Trailer. The threads of fate may be the ley lines as the meridians in the body, and the “her” we are supposed to rescue could be actually be Teyvat itself, but as a fractured person?
“This body is the noblest and most eminent of all in this world. It should hold absolute control over this world. It once promised its people a dream: the never-changing ‘eternity.’” —Beelzebul, Vajrada Amethyst Gemstone
“My body is my power, my power is my life!” – Kiana Kaslana, FlyMe2theMoon

A Pearl in the Sea
The Pearl is a symbol for the Philosophers Stone, the final product of alchemy, and it is also a symbol for the Divine Child, the Magnum Opus. There are many symbols for the philosopher’s stone including a grain of gold, a seed of life, a Golden Flower, the almond, the Third Eye, the hexagram, the Seal of Solomon.
Pearl creation is a unique process where “the mineral and organic parts go together like bricks and mortar.” Mollusks make pearls by putting layers of nacre around intruders, such as grains of sand or parasitic worms, to isolate and provide protection from them. So, if someone succeeded in creating the philosophers stone through internal alchemy, then it’s entirely possible that the “false sky” was created to isolate them resulting in the bottle world of Teyvat.
The trigrams mandala look like a layered Pearl and a Tree. The representation of the Taoist Tree as a toroidal process looks like a singularity between a white and a black hole, so possibly three singularities or Dantians (elixir fields). King Deshret’s Mausoleum also resembles the Torus shape and is a representation of an incomplete Merkabah. To complete the process Heaven and Earth unite to form a light body, the Merkabah. With Deshret’s Mausoleum it appears heaven and earth are not united and the process is incomplete.

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Time: Eonothem and Eon
The interesting thing about both pearls and Trees is their relation to “time”. Pearls and Tree rings both have layers of “time” captured within them. Dendrochronology for example is the science of Tree Ring dating.
This brings to mind the Artifact set with Eonothem and Eon, but both of these are in geologic time, like layers of a Pearl. The Goblet of Eonothem is the whole Pearl, or if going by Mondstadt’s analogy, it’s the library, our collective body of knowledge. The Sands of Eon are books written by previous generations, layers of history, bodies of work that nurture and inspire new dreams. The circlet of logos is the current author writing their story. The plume of death is that which is eternal, like a quill that is set down and picked back up again. The Flower of Life is the Magnum Opus, the completed work that gets added to the library, seeding life and inspiring the next generation of authors.

What is the Process of the Tree?
Wuji (zero, void) → Taiji (one supreme ultimate) → Yin and Yang (two polarities, heaven/Shen and earth/Jing) → Gateway of the Mysterious Female (spiral portal of creation, heaven/earth/void) → Sixiang (four faces of God and Four Symbols) → Wuxing (five agents of change) → Bagua (eight trigrams, the building blocks of life) → Yin-Yang (balance, Taijitu)
I cannot explain all this well with relation to Genshin and HSR together, so I would recommend reading Mitternachts Waltz and Imbibitor Lunae’s Character Story.
Wuji (without pole, non-self) is the limitless void described as a Sea of Qi. “Wuji is synonymous with Qi” and is home to all images including the Great Mother Wujimu, the unborn ancient mother. Likely the Sea of Quanta as dreams, memories, and potential, the origin and end.
“Life that came from the primordial sea is inevitably fated to return to it. But there are infinite possibilities for humans to transcend, and even the waters of the primordial sea cannot completely dissolve them...” —Boethius, Sublimation of Pure Sacred Dewdrop
Taiji (supreme pole, highest self): “Taiji is the process between Wuji and Yin Yang. It is the hidden force (the creative energy) which is able to lead Wuji into the division of Yin Yang and also lead the divided Yin Yang back into the unity of Wuji.”
Precious Scripture of the Dragon-Flower: “After the emergence of the Ancient Awakened, heaven and earth were established; after the rise of the Eternal Venerable Mother, Former Heaven was established. The Eternal Venerable Mother [wujimu] conceives from herself and begets yin and yang. The yin is the daughter and the yang is the son. Their names are Fuxi and Nüwa respectively.”
Genshin: How does a mother begets children of herself? I think this played out with Makoto and Ei, which is why Inazuma was such a tricky story to tell.

The Three Treasures
The analogy for understanding the three treasures is of a candle. The wax and wick are the energy of Jing that is consumed during life, the flame is Qi the life-force that animates the body, and Shen is the rainbow aura of light (mendorla) surrounding the flame.
Jing is material essence, ousia, hypostasis, seed/egg containing blueprints, DNA from the ancestors, "god's mouthpiece", one's fate/destiny, and Heaven’s command. Kanji for Jing is uncooked rice in the Dantian (cauldron).
Qi is cosmic breath, pneuma, consciousness units, stars, the divine spark, the material-energy needed for movement. Kanji for Qi is cooked rice with vapors.
Shen is the basis for all existence, it's the psyche, true self, divine spirit, mind-heart, our eyes, awareness, consciousness. Kanji for Shen has a symbol for lightning and rock. Shen has a chord connecting us to the divine and descends into the body upon birth.
Genshin: Aether is an essence medium (Jing) for consciousness units (Qi) and Lumine means to sparkle or flash brightly (Shen). Paimon is our mouthpiece, described like a star, and is “a little rainbow balloon floating in the air, and her string seems to extend upward, to somewhere above the sky itself.” Paimon may be the personification of the Pearl as a person (she is always hungry like a black hole). This makes the reference to “emergency food” make way more sense since the boy ate the pearl.
The Treasure's colors in art are blue-Qi, red-Shen, and yellow-Jing. The Unknown God uses all of these, and she separates the twins as Yin and Yang. She is also wearing White for Heaven and death. So, is the Unknown God the Mother from the Heavens, the driving force of change? She did kickstart our journey through Teyvat.
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Wuxing
The Wuxing are the five processes or agents of change, the five heavenly beasts, that generate the eight Trigrams, which are the building blocks of life. They may be associated with the five Egyptian souls, five kosha, five types of spirit Shen, Freud’s analytical theory, and the Jungian architypes.
In addition to Shen (phoenix) there are Hun and Po which are dual souls, the eyes of Yin-Yang. Hun is the dark etheric, cloud soul and Po is the light animal, corporal, instinctual soul, "dregs". There are three Hun (three treasures) of the mind and seven Po spirits that govern the body. Yi is logos and intellect. Zhi is willpower “the light of consciousness buried in darkness of the waters of the unconscious”. “Water is the turning point, the end that is also the beginning. When the water turns, the cycle begins—and without water, there is no turning.”
Genshin: Venti may represent Hun and the Tsaritsa Po, he arrives like a bird spirit, is deathly allergic to cats, and has his Gnosis stolen from his heart by La Signora, who may represent the Queen Mother.

The Secret of the Golden Flower
The motto of alchemists is V.I.T.R.I.O.L. which stands for "Visit the interior of the earth and [by] purifying [yourself] you will find the hidden stone". “Outer alchemy refers to the concoction of an elixir of immortality,” while neidan, “inner alchemy…uses the energies of the human body as the ingredients.”
Through meditation inner alchemy undergoes three stages: 1) Root - Jing to Qi: Jing is the Yin that gives birth to an immortal embryo, a mysterious pearl, or golden flower. 2) Heart - Qi to Shen: Gestation of immortal embryo. 3) Third-Eye reunites Shen with Void: Through meditation Yin is transformed into a pure yang body and luminous spirit (Yuan Shen) that merges with cosmic energy.

The Bright Pearl and The Dragon Pearl
There are two folktales: 1) the Bright Pearl made by the Dragon and the Phoenix that was stolen by the Queen Mother of the West and locked behind 9 gates, and 2) the Dragon Pearl eaten by a boy who becomes a Dragon.
I think these are dual aspects of the same story in two parts: Genshin and HSR. They may also take inspiration from Faust: A Tragedy in two parts. Part one is at a microcosmic level, the internal world with Mephisto and Faust, and Part two is the macrocosmic level and society. Both stories together are considered to be the magnum opus.
HSR may be the macrocosm where live worlds are “dead” inside (broken mirroHeart). Stellarons sound like Pearls and the Tree is an archetypal process that gets replicated, so if someone altered the architype...it might make a cancer of all worlds.
On the Jewelry Shop in Mondstadt there is what looks to be the Pearl, like the HSR loading screen, and a book representing our story. We have maybe…an inception thing, where the numbers of the clock represent the cosmic egg shell as a moon, then the sleeping/dead moon is also a seed of life with four shades, and then the three circles cut off by the hands are the three treasures within the sleeping moon, like a “dream within a dream” or an eclipse. The clock is frozen at 12:45am which may be Hexagram 12 Standstill and Hexagram 45 Gathering Together. The arrow potentially represents stopping time and a pierced heart.

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Knots: Seal of Solomon and the Ark of the Covenant
Zhongli’s meatball is Solomon’s knot, also called a lover’s knot, or the Seal of Solomon. Despite being called a knot, it is actually a link of four rings and its symbol is a hexagram. The ring gave Solomon the power to command shedim (demons) and jinn (spirits). According to Wen’s book, the Trigrams of Heaven and Earth combined are the equivalent to the Seal of Solomon (Merkabah).
Teyvat means “Ark” in Hebrew and a covenant is a written contract with God for protection of the people. The Ark of the Covenant was an acacia wood chest, maybe Egyptian in origin, said to house YHWH (demiurge). The Ark collected sins that needed to be cleansed through ritual. There were four rings fastened to four feet and two poles through them. The golden lid or mercy seat had two cherubim symbolizing the two becoming one, their wings stretched out to form a complete circle.
The Ark contained what seems like alchemical ingredients?
1) Two sacred stone tablets of the law endowed with life (betyles) and two statues of YHWH and Ashera, the Demiurge and Goddess of the tree and the almond flower.
2) A golden pot of “hidden” Manna: "A fine flaky substance"..."which became a coriander seed in size but white in color."
3) Aaron's rod, a walking stick that “miraculously sprouted blossoms and almonds" that Moses parted the Red Sea with.
Solar Pearl: “legendary orb of Liyue. It once absorbed all the light in the world, but was kept inside a wooden box for millennia…the master craftsman Kunwu once took the light of the heavenly bodies and sealed it in a wooden box. Kunwu then buried that box deep inside a dark rocky chamber, where it remained in pitch blackness"..."till finally the pearl within had absorbed the shine of the sun and moon. Just as Kunwu finished polishing the Solar Pearl, the splendor of the heavens shone down and a crimson moon filled the sky.”

Genshin Trees
Let's look at some (not all) of the trees in Genshin and the hypostases. Apologies, I did not finish analysis here, but it paints an interesting picture along with the Trevail trailer.
Mondstadt
Mondstadt has an unnamed Tree in Windrise where Vanessa (phanes) ascended to godhood, next to a stream connecting it to the Sea. At the coast, there is a knight named “Mack” (son of) watching over two kids named “Will” (resolute protector) and “Jill” (child of the gods) who are near a crashed ship. There is a statue of seven surrounded by four pedestals, anemo crystal flies (almonds), windwheel asters (wisdom), and snapdragons (deception). Here we get the commission Leaves on the Wind, from Edith, who is the unnamed wife of Lot in Genesis who turns to salt. Vanessa may be analogous to Phanes as the Unknown God.
There’s also the Frostbearing Tree (frozen movement), “The ancient tree that should have slumbered forever under the ice and snow has sprouted scarlet sprouts anew.” We offer crimson agate (dragon’s blood) which brings life back to the dead tree.
Anemo Hypostasis: Beth, The Magician
Beth is the second letter of the Hebrew alphabet, but the first letter of the Hebrew bible, symbolic of man not knowing about the first principles of creation. Beth is the breath of life (Qi) as spirit (Shen). It represents paradox, creation, the vine, the universe, and a dwelling in lower reality (Jing). In tarot Beth is “The Magician” representing “man as the director of the force by which he transforms his consciousness”, symbolized by a house, yellow, Mercury, and three in one (dove, blood, water).

Liyue
The Wangshu Inn (Moon Goddess Guest House) tree is emerging from a rock, where it is rumored to house a secret and Zhongli says is to be protected. The Dragon Queller (Hidden Dragon) had the earth dragon Azhdaha (Dragon King) imprisoned underneath where he and the tree became merged. The Chinese name for the Dragon Queller is Fúlóng-shù, which could be a reference to the idiom fú lóng fèng chú (fortune, dragon, wind/phoenix, cook) meaning “hidden genius”, but with the fèng (wind/phoenix) removed.
Geo Hypostasis: Gimel, The High Priestess (The Moon)
Gimel is the third letter representing the holy spirit (Shen), man’s free choice, and God as the redeemer of mankind. In tarot Gimel is “the High Priestess” who represents union of opposites, connecting the two pillars of light and darkness. It is symbolic of the universal substance of mental energy representing water and the stone cube representing union of wisdom and life. It is also a camel, blue, the book of knowledge, and the scroll TORA of the law.
Notes: Zhong means “rice” and “Li” means reason. Zhongli is one of the eight Drunken Immortals known for Alchemy, making gold, and shapeshifting. Rex Incognito talks about his female form. He tested humanity to see if they could make it without him and does not appear to be affected by Irminsul changes. He fights and conquers Osial, who has five heads (Wuxing). He calls a knot from the sky from the same portal wishes come from, and he made a contract to end all contracts. Sus.

Inazuma Trees
Inazuma has the Sacred Sakura Tree which is a quaking aspen (world’s largest living organism) that was grafted to five side branches. The Sakura started as a seed of consciousness that was planted in the past from the future. The Sakura also collects filth that then has to be cleansed through ritual. The Sacred Sakura has five Thunder Sakura side branches (Wuxing) that are guarding or suppressing something under them.
Electro Hypostasis: Aleph, The Fool
Aleph is the first letter, zero, that is silent. It represents the bridge between the hidden aspect of God ein sof/void and mankind. Aleph also represents the paradoxical nature of experiencing God as both hidden and close, far and near. In tarot Aleph is “The Fool” or "bag of wind” represents the cosmic egg filled with pneuma (qi, breath) and is symbolized by the ox. It is also yellow, Uranus, white sun, a feather, and a white rose.
Notes: Inazuma could represent the mother who begets Yin and Yang of herself. Ei tried to make a puppet and give it a Gnosis but “failed”. Makoto gave a piece of her own essence and “succeeded”.

Sumeru Trees
Sumeru has the Divine Tree in the Avidya, or “ignorance”, forest that holds up the Sumeru Akademia. There are three levels where the hierarchy implies social status and people seek knowledge at the top. There is the Tree of Dreams which Araja gave his body to create, and of course there is Irminsul.
Sumeru Hypostasis: Zayin, The Lovers
Dendro Hypostasis is Zayin, the seventh letter meaning returning to light and understanding, or the sword of war that cuts up and separates to provide nourishment. In Tarot it is “the Lovers”, which represents discrimination, separation, and disposing intelligence between pairs of opposites (Adam and Eve) because it bears the fruit of knowledge of good and evil. It is symbolized by orange and Gemini.
Notes: Sumeru seemingly represents the Tree with three different Dantians or cinnabaelixir fields. The bottom of the Divine Tree is the market, the roots. The middle, the Heart of the city, houses knowledge. Then there is the Sanctuary of Surasthana (God) where you get the achievement “summit of wisdom” by climbing a branch near a bird.

Fontaine
Fontaine has the Wilting Weeping Willow that is sick and it is guarded by a Vishap (dragon-like) that is unaware of others like them, whose name is spelled backwards (inverted). To cleanse the Tree we need three Pearl keys.
Hydro Hypostasis: He, the Emperor
He the fifth letter means “behold” or “look”. It represents revelation, light, the five senses, the five levels of the soul, the god within the human heart. In tarot Heh is “the Emperor” representing reason and vision, the one who oversees and controls. It is red, a window, an orb, the key of life, Aries.
Notes: I think Fontaine represents “cutting the cord” and letting go the sins of the past. This symbolically sheds the crown of thorns, which falls to the floor in the cutscene with Furina and Egeria.

Pyro Hypostasis: Ayin, the Devil
Ayin is the sixteenth letter, representing the eye, primeval will, and means the choice of the will, or the heart. An evil eye, ayin ra, becomes a slave to the purposes of sin. In tarot “the Devil” represents bondage, mental inversion, and the delusion of outward figure that bestializes human consciousness. It is blue-violet, the black cube, Capricorn.
Cryo Hypostasis: Daleth, the Empress
Daleth is the fourth letter representing broken humanity and a door, or a choice to open ourselves up to hope and dreaming, or remaining closed off and alienated. In tarot it is “the Empress” who represents the Great Mother, divine love, and creative imagination. It is also symbolized by green, Venus, a star crown, the planets, the zodiac, wheat, and the forest.

Journey through the Hilinigmatic Terain
Let’s walk through one of the more recent events. Another event to revisit would be the Alchemical Ascension Event. For example, Lisa says that Jean secured initial funds, Jean) (American for Jing), Albedo and Sucrose provided the ingredients and equipment. Albedo is the light reflected off a surface (Shen). Sucrose is sugar, the body’s energy (Qi). Also, Paimon says to Lisa “you’ve been doing things behind the scenes this whole time?! Paimon just thought you were slacking off.” Lisa responds saying that she’s always been here and she’s “helpful when it counts”.
The Eclipse Tribe, one rock (Eon 1)
Mask (Outer world): “Nini movo muhe yoyo!” or “Storm to move love yoyo”. The love yoyo being Yin-Yang, the eclipse tribe is celebrating, and we must get to the bottom of what’s going on (descend?). I’m assuming the Mask is akin to the Persona, the person we become in each cycle.
Two Swords (Inner world): “Mi muhe ye!” or “I love you”. The description mentions a “named master within”, but it never names them. We battle what Paimon names the Mystifying Megachurl. There are five sunsettias, five wuxing. Two swords represent in the egg because “the rules of war are woven in the womb”. Maybe the creation of the immortal embryo.
The Meaty Tribe, two rocks (Eon 2)
Mask: “Nini movo mimi tomo!” or “Storm to move we friend”. The description says we need to “find the Truth”, so we explore the terrain. Moving a we friend…birth of the Primordial One?
Two Swords: “Domu a dada!” or “Dance of Dada”. Bears similarity to the Divine Ingenuity domain; the Hilichurl must have found its way in by mistake before discovering a way to use the domain’s power. Paimon feels bad that it’s all alone with cabbages while other hilichurls revel outside. The domain drops five cabbages, one is golden. One Primordial One and four shades?
The Sleepy Tribe, three rocks (Eon 3)
Mask: “Lata movo mosi yoyo!” or “Ice moves to eat yoyo!” The sleepy camp is filled with noise and we need to determine if this poses any danger before they complete their objective. This references both the Pearl stolen by the Icy Queen Mother and the Pearl eaten by the boy.
Two Swords: “la la la”. We can’t tell how this works, but the megachurl is using wind currents. This could represent the actions of the Sinner creating the pearl. Which…how could we know how this works?
Present, four rocks (Eon 4)
Two Swords: “Muhe dada!” or “Triumph Dada!” The hilichurl is getting stronger and gained control over the Divine Ingenuity features. “It’s best if we win quick to snap it out of its delusions” Eon 4 is absent the Mask, which could indicate a world cut off from reality, outside of time where the yoyo no longer moves.

Other Interesting Things
The creators made MiHoYo from their names, but additionally Mi means “secret” or “rice”, Ho means “phoenix”, and “yo” means “sunlight”. HoYo together also means "mother" or "hole" in Spanish (like a void mother?). So, rice, phoenix, sunlight, and secret mother. Yin-Yang: the circle surrounding the whole is the Hidden Tiger, Yin and Yang represent the wings of the phoenix, the two dots represent the triangle eyes of yin-yang, and between them is the square third-eye of Wuji.
The MiHoYo also logo looks like Wuji There is a circle representing the cosmic egg, the icy moon surrounded by a rainbow aura containing a seed of life. This is similar to the Treasure Hoarders symbol who were founded by “Reed Miller”, someone who harvests and grinds grains into flour. There’s the Sea of Quanta and the Tree of Imaginary Numbers, and in quantum physics the first empty shell (void) is called the “K shell” and Shen is also known as the force that generates numbers.
Genshin is translated as “yuan shen”, meaning “original spirit”, where yuan means "headspring; source; root” and Shen “means ‘deep thinker’, ‘deep thought’, or ‘spirit’”. Impact means “the action of one object coming forcibly into contact with another”. Yuan is yuán qì, primordial or ancestral Qi, DNA, and karma of past lives, Jing. So, Jing Shen impact.

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Hexagram 30: Clarity
In the Records of Jueyin Volume 4 “At a far-flung moment in the distant past, the ancestor of the seelie met a traveler from afar, with whom they swore an oath of union witnessed by the three sisters of the Lunar Palace. Just thirty days later, a sudden disaster struck.”
Hexagram 30 “Clarity” describes what one achieves through meditation and Yi, logos. Hexagram 30 brings a message of “When you can appreciate nature’s power to break through all barriers, you will discover that this same power is inside of you.” It is accompanied by the quote “Life is a pure flame and we live by an invisible sun within us.” The Hidden Influence is Hexagram 28 “Critical Mass” and if we look at the underlying cause it’s Hexagram 29 “Abyss”. This could be interpreted as someone responding to the Abyss (death) by using their own innate power within, a critical mass, to break through all barriers (spacetime, life-death).

Final Thoughts
I have nothing but incredible respect for Mihoyo as a company. This reads like a love letter to humanity, it’s our collective story, our history. It’s our journey, where we get to explore and adventure through time to experience different cultures and perspectives. A world within a singularity, a world of our collective architypes and memories. A world outside of time that is both a knot in the Tree and a Pearl in the Sea. And it’s absolutely a gem.
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2024.04.18 16:54 Electrical-Gain2709 A story I made inspired by my drawing (pt 1)

Johnathan scratched his head, it was just another day like any other. He was very organized, and last night he made a list of things he needed to do today.
It was time to mow his lawn, the grass was getting tall and he didn’t want any trouble with the H.O.A. After a while, he was exhausted already. Recently work has been tough, though he was still getting through it without that much difficulty.
He remembered about that bird house he wanted to make in his backyard, something he had dreamt of doing when he was a kid.
He loved animals, and wanted to make a humane space for all of them. But it wasn’t easy and at that time he didn’t really have the materials and he didn’t think his parents would know where to get all the wood, screws, nails, ect.
He walked outside with all the things he needed, still sleepy considering stress from work hasn’t allowed him to sleep all that well. At first he thought he was hallucinating, but there it was : A cyan-colored fluffy pony trying to climb up a badly built wooden pol, which he wanted to use for supporting the birdhouse
“What the..” he muttered, slowly approaching. Of course, the side-facing eyes of the fluffy still saw him and fell down from shock
“Owchies!” It landed on the dirt, thankfully it didn’t really climb that far up and was just trying to hold on for as long as possible because of it’s fat body and short legs. Johnathan quickly caught up, although it took a second because he wanted to stop it while not trying to harm the fluffy
“Come back, I have spaghetti at home!” He tried to lure it back with spaghetti, which he learned were fluffies’ favorite foods after doing some research online.
“Sketties..?” It turned back, with glimmer in it’s adorable eyes. It slowly approached him, not because it’s cautious but because it physically could not do it
(Im going to sleep so Ill end it here)
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