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A subreddit dedicated to backpacking in the wild places on earth - where people are few, cell signal is nil, and Mother Nature still reigns. Backpacking defined as: Multi-day trips into the wild, unpopulated, areas of the world.
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A subreddit for traveling backpacking and wilderness backpacking, not restricted to one or the other. All posts must be flaired "Travel" or "Wilderness"
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A community devoted to recipes you can cook while backpacking. A home for easy to make delicious meals in the wilderness.
2024.05.16 23:11 Weathers_Writing They call Silicon Valley the tech capitol of the world. They're wrong
I won't disclose its actual location, so if that's why you're here, sorry to disappoint. It's not time for that yet. However, I do think it's time to start getting the word out. I've noticed an increase in what I'll call "Antennas" lately, or people who can detect cross-planar phase shifts. Without getting into all the math (some of which I don't even know), this is basically a phenomenon which refers to entropy seeping into our universe from other realms or universes or whatever you want to call it. Simply put, people think our universe is a closed system to entropy, meaning that the disorder of any variable in our universe can only increase or decrease in direct proportion to other variables in that same system (the universe). Under this precept, we can establish rules like the Laws of Thermodynamics, and for most people, they're effective. But not for Antennas.
Put another way, if you throw a bunch of bouncy balls into a box, there are a number of different configurations that the balls could take on, with different speeds and magnitudes. You can calculate all of those if you have the right numbers. Now let's say you throw in another set of balls that you don't consider in your calculations of the initial set. Well, then you're not going to get an accurate picture of what's happening. Most people only see the first set and calculate based on that, but some people can see two, three, four or more sets.
You'll understand the concept better when I tell you the story, but I wanted to give you a primer on an important concept that will help you understand why this place, which I'll call "Area X", exists, and what the goals of the people who work there are.
Also note that I'm going to be using the alias "Trent" moving forward. Please refer to me as such in any direct messages.
***
Eighteen years ago I started working as an independent Home Inspector. I dropped out of community college after my first semester (not because I didn't find some of the subjects interesting, but because deference to a man or woman has never been my style) and started working some odd jobs. I did construction work for a couple years, then plumbing. I even drove a garbage truck for six months. I've always found pleasure in using my hands, and getting dirty was never a problem for me. Still, having a boss really dragged ass, so I spent my free time working on creating my own business. It took a few years and lots of savings, but I finally managed to get basic set of Home Inspection equipment: Tyvek coveralls, a cheap half-face respirator, voltage & AFCI/GFCI testers, CO2 and radon monitors, an IR camera, and telescoping mirrors in addition to the boots, safety glasses, electric gloves, ladder, and toolkits I already had on hand.
My buddy at the time was in the business, but he was moving off to the coast, so he helped me get set up and even introduced me to some of his clients. Of course, by that time I had already gotten my State license, but I still was a bit apprehensive to work with insurance agencies. I thought I could make a living working independently, inspecting for mold or sizing up a house for a prospective buyer. Eventually, though, I realized I should probably take every job available to me.
Easing into the business went about as well as it could have. The clients my friend referred to me were very satisfied with my work, and I was able to retain them. Then, in order to increase my reach, I hired someone on Fiverr to build a website for my company which led to a marked increase in traffic and conversions. About six months through, I began to get on a first-name basis with the boys and girls down down at Allstate and Progressive, and they fed me some of the bigger cases. In fact, I got so booked by year's end that I had to hire someone to help manage my schedule and the Excel spreadsheet with all my finances. I capped off a successful year with a 5-star Google rating and a trip to Ireland to visit some family and friends and get piss drunk. When I got back, it was the grindstone all over again, until the summer when I discovered… well, you'll see.
First off, I want to say that I was never one to believe in the paranormal. I grew up watching the movies and hearing the ghost stories round the campfire like every other kid, but it never struck a chord with me. If I can't touch it or see it or hear it, does it really exist? Probably not. So don't go thinking this was a scared man seeing his own shadow. That being said, I had this sense that something was off about this house when I parked along the curb and looked through a large window, perhaps two times the size of my van, to a dingy, dark foyer.
The entire neighborhood was stacked with upper-middle class domiciles, though it seemed like only two thirds of them were occupied, mostly by professionals who commuted to the City every weekday, and the rest were empty. As a man who understands real estate, to say this was strange would be an understatement. Still, I had no problem appraising the mini-mansion for a couple of newlyweds looking to enter the community. I did some research on the property ahead of time, and it seems that it was owned by a couple of old timers who had gone off the grid some time ago. The water and electric bill were both unpaid dating back to 2004 (it was June of '06 now). The bank had repo'd the house (which only had about 100k left on it) and held it for a year and a half before putting it back on the market. I tried to find out more about the old couple who vanished, but there was nothing in the news.
I stepped out of the van in my coveralls and grabbed my suitcase which had my mask, gloves, and eye protection in it. I liked to do a preliminary survey first, running an eye test on the exterior then interior before bringing out the big guns (that way I could identify the areas where I think there could be problems instead of running a metal detector over the whole damn ocean seaboard). I was about to do just that when the window caught my eye again. It felt uncharacteristic of me to be so occupied with this window, but I detoured to the front porch and peeked inside anyway.
Most of the furniture had already been moved out, meaning all that was left was a single three-seater couch, a couple candlesticks on the fireplace mantle, a pristine chandelier overtop a dining room table, and the kitchenware: an oven, gas stovetop, marble countertops, and an island. I could see into the living room very clearly with the afternoon light, but the dining room was dim enough that there were a few structures I couldn't quite make out in the distance. One of them appeared to be some kind of china cabinet or bookshelf—I figured it was the former considering where it was located. The other shadow looked kind of like a grandfather clock. Or at least that's what I thought until it moved.
When I say it "moved", I don't mean to say that it picked up and walked away. If you're not familiar with the Necker Cube, I suggest you search it up, because that kind of illusion is the best way to describe what I saw. At first I was seeing the grandfather clock in a certain way—pushed into the corner of the room—and the next second my vision "corrected" and it was maybe five feet to the left of its former position. I shook my head and looked again and saw the grandfather clock in its second orientation, standing in the center of the room against the wall. I figured I was just seeing things, but even so I spent a little extra time dawdling around the Egress window, taking notes, and delaying the interior inspection.
When I finally grew a pair and went inside, I walked straight to the dining room. Sure enough, the grandfather clock was stowed away in the corner of the room. I spent a couple minutes watching it with my pencil and travel notebook out. I'm the kind of guy that likes to collect hard data when the chips are down. Unfortunately, the clock apparently already had enough fun and was content with sweating me. Oh, well.
I fitted my pencil behind my ear and pocketed my travel notebook, then flipped the rest of the first floor lights on and completed my prelim. I concluded that everything was pretty standard. If anything, the house was in better shape than I'd expect considering it presumably hasn't been lived in for a couple years. I say "presumably" because one can never count out squatters, even during those times. Mainly I was expecting more dust build up and cobwebs than there were. Perhaps someone from the department had come by recently. It's unlikely, but possible.
I did the same check upstairs and it came back mostly clean. There was a bit of staining near the attic I wanted to check for mold. Based on its color, it was probably just a minor case of Aspergillus, but better safe than sorry. Then I got to the basement, and, well, let's just count out the idea of anyone dropping by. I don't know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't what I found.
The first thing that caught my eye was the long, slender body of a birch tree lying pale and dead across a large portion of the even larger unfinished basement's cement flooring. I had to do a double take to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but, yep, there it was. Its crown was sealed up in the wall with only its trunk hanging out, which made me think of those medieval pillory devices which locked up people's heads and arms. Then confetti-scattered around the tree and all over the basement floor was a minefield of broken glass and ceramic tangled up with a set of random objects. And when I say random, I mean random. There was an unfurled Somali flag (the blue one with a single star in the center), some packaged drinks and condiments branded with all sorts of different languages (I could only make out Gaelic and Chinese or Japanese, I couldn't quite tell), a broken dome-shaped security camera, an otoscope (the thing the doc uses to check your ears), Hot Wheels cars (okay that one isn't so strange), and the list goes on.
At that moment, I wasn't freaked out or disgusted. I was more or less just confused. I started walking through the rubble, trying to avoid the sharp fragments but pretty confident that my steel toed boots would crush most the pieces anyway, when I heard a clink just up ahead. I was able to spot the coin in time, just before it jingled to a halt atop an old Life magazine. I picked it up and noted right away its oval shape and bronze color—clearly not American made. I tried reading it, but not only was the language not English, it appeared to be so old that most of the lettering had been filed down. I looked up at the ceiling to see if it dropped from a shelf, but there was nothing that could have been holding the coin. I considered for a moment, looking around at the other junk, and had the crazy idea that maybe all this stuff just appeared here. I popped the coin in my pocket and headed back to the van when I stopped by the tree and realized something. It wasn't a birch tree—it was a palm tree. I just didn't realize because of how ashy and decayed the bark was.
Now at this point you might think I've been acting a little nonchalant for such a strange occurrence, and I don't blame you, but if you're gonna stick around with me that's just something you're gonna have to get used to. I guess I was just born with a screw loose, but I really don't scare easily, and I tend to look at everything pragmatically. If you dig deep enough, you'll always find another plausible explanation. That being said, I do want to get to the part about Area X, so let me give you the rundown on what I learned about this basement.
I ended up trekking back to the van and picking up my gear. I was no longer running the routine inspection, obviously, but I figured I might as well throw 30 thousand dollars of scanning equipment at whatever the fuck anamoly existed in that basement. Most of it came back negative. There was a bit higher-than-usual EM interference as picked up on the voltmeters, but nothing that screamed danger close. Still, it was enough for me to set up my volt testers and IR camera while muddling through the rest of the junk. I won't bore you with another list of items, but I did find one thing of value: a diamond necklace. And not just any diamond necklace, it was one of those Queen-wearing, multi-row, big-jeweled necklaces like out of some Historical Fiction movie from the thirties. I almost didn't pocket it because I'm used to expensive items being owned by someone… someone who might want it back. But I figured if there was ever a place the finder's keeper's rule applied, it was probably in this Quantum graveyard.
7 O'clock rolled around and I hadn't eaten. I'm a pretty bulky guy, carrying my share of both muscle and fat, and most people think that means I need to eat a ton but that's really not the case. Mostly I just get dehydrated easily, especially in the summer. That said, I was bordering on famished territory and considered heading out for a bite when I heard another sound. The first thing I did was check my scanners, and sure enough the voltage needle was fully spun to the right side of the dial. EM interference. Then I went to see what had dropped. I was able to pick the object out pretty quickly since I had spent the last 6 hours staring at the mosaic of a basement floor. It was a silver briefcase, like one of those out of a crime novel, and it was cracked open.
I had this sense then that I was standing at a precipice, and if I opened the briefcase and looked inside, I wouldn't be able to stop whatever would come afterwards. Part of me deep down knew that I was just that type of guy that had to know, and maybe this was my Hamlet moment where it would be a trait gone a step too far. But then again I didn't really believe in any of that sentimental bullshit, so I opened the briefcase.
The gun surprised me a little, but not as much as the piece of paper laid atop a case file reading in large black font, "FIND ME". I expected the envelope to have some missing person file in it, but instead there were all these schematics and blueprints for some kind of device. Whatever it was, it was pretty massive. Some of the lengths were hundreds of meters long. And what's more strange is based on the blueprint's locale, it appeared to be underground. I looked back through the pages a couple times, then checked the note—nothing strange there. The gun appeared to be a simple glock. I was no gun expert, but I had been to the range pretty regularly with my construction buddies, so I got used to the feel of a pistol and rifle and some of the different names; however, I realized pretty quickly it wasn't your standard glock when I couldn't find mag-release. That's when I noticed how light the gun felt. I tried to chamber a round, but again, there was no hammer. What the hell kind of gun was this?
I ended up throwing everything back in the briefcase, including the necklace, coin, and a few Koozies I found that were branded with one of my favorite sports teams (never let an opportunity go to waste). I put up all my shit back in the van and spun over to a local burger joint, got my fill, and went home. I made sure to draft an email to the prospective buyers, telling them the house had several patches of black mold and a bit of a rat problem before drifting off to sleep. Although I really didn't do much of that.
When I woke up, I took a cold shower and downed a can of Reign, then commuted to my gym and got a lift and some sauna time in before making the trip back to the house. I brought some extra supplies with me for some experiments I cooked up while not sleeping the previous night.
First, I had two camcorders set up on a couple tripods in either corner of the basement. I wanted clear footage of these mystery objects spawning in. Then I set up a voltmeter in a similar fashion, but I had a wire extending out of it on a circuit which fed to an alarm that would blare when the reading was over 250 volts. Upstairs, I rearranged some of the furniture so that the small number of tables, chairs, clock, cabinets, and other little pillows or vases I could find were scattered across the living room, dining room, and kitchen. Then I pulled up a lawn chair to the front porch window and waited.
I didn't have to wait long though. In about a minute, I started to notice some of the objects moving. It was strange. When a few of them would shift simultaneously, it was like looking at a holographic card that would change shape depending on where your eyes were in relation to the image. Every time I saw a shift, I felt an awkward feeling in my eyes. They went blurry for a fraction of a second, then there was a twinge of pain, as if my brain couldn't handle the contradictory stimulus. It didn't get more crazy than that though—until the alarm went off.
I had cracked open the small rectangular window in the basement to the side of the house so I would hear it. It took four hours and several strange stares from passersby walking their dogs before it rang, so I was a bit lost in my thoughts, but when I heard the beep I perked up fast. It lasted for maybe 5 seconds total, but what I saw was truly miraculous. The best way I can describe it is a pool of silver or gray or translucent light emerging in the foreground between me and the objects in the different rooms. A series of twisting tentacles sprouted from the gray octopus-like head and spun in a way that reminded me of that little kids ride at the amusement parks. Then the objects started to "heat up" is the way I describe it. Their position became relative, meaning they were here one second, there another, then they popped out of existence entirely. Suddenly the rooms were all empty, then they were full of things I had never seen before. Then five seconds passed and the octopus vanished and it was back to the same old objects in their usual places.
It took a few minutes to process what I saw, and even then I wasn't sure I really saw it. I went inside and looked around at my distribution of the house's furnishings. They were all there, intact. Then I went downstairs to check the cams. I rewinded a couple minutes and played it back, but there was no flying object to be found. Instead, there was some gray static that lasted half a second and then the object, a kid's treasure chest toy, was there on the ground. But you want to know the really strange part? I rewinded the tape again, and when I watched the footage back, the treasure chest was always there.
I later came to understand that these poppings in-and-out of our reality are only conceivable to a conscious mind that can track the interference patterns—not rote computational instruments. In fact, even most people can't do it (although everyone has at least a slight awareness of it, even if only subconsciously). Plus, locations like the basement of this house are very rare and kept under tight lock. That became obvious to me two days later when, after my normal morning routine, I pulled up to a driveway and curbside filled with unmarked government vehicles. Either bravely or stupidly, I pulled up to a few officers (they were wearing suits in 85 degree weather, so I assumed…) who were idling by the large fence of crime scene tape and asked them what the score was.
"There was a crime," said the short man with a unibrow.
"Oh, is that right? Damn shame. Someone break in? I have a niece who lives nearby, so…"
The man looked at his two compatriots, both of whom were wearing sunglasses and a "get this civilian fuck out of here" expressions. "Oh, yeah," he started in a reassuring tone that was so condescending it would have annoyed anyone except me, "we found a body. We think it was a homicide. Best to keep your kids away from here for a while."
I thumbed the stubble on my chin, my other hand outstretched on the wheel, and considered moving on, but my mouth had other ideas. "That right? But uh, isn't this house vacant? I mean, I don't remember no one living in it."
The short man, now tall with temper, said, "Yeah, some squatters. We think there was a dispute over some drug money. Nothing for you to worry about though, we got it under control. Now if you wouldn't mind moving along, we have a lot of work to do."
Oh, I'm sure you do, I thought, but only said, "Of course, sir, sorry for keeping you from your job." Then I rolled up the window and cruised on, keeping my eyes on the house which slowly diminished in the side-view mirror.
Luckily I had been smart enough to break down my camp and lug home all my equipment each night, so I didn't leave anything incriminating. I didn't move the furniture back, so maybe that would come back to haunt me, but considering the kind of shit going down in that house, I didn't think they would notice.
For any of you wondering about the conclusion of the house story, I went back a couple weeks later after the suits had left and the tape was taken down and confirmed that not only was the basement entirely cleaned out, but it was no longer exhibiting any strange properties. I looked for a story related to the house, maybe a made up murder of some kind, but there was nothing. That bastard lied to me and didn't even bother to cover his story up.
Now, in the aftermath of an event such as this, I really only had one of two options. I could forget it, move on, continue living life. The necklace was surely worth a fortune. I could sell it and have enough to retire, or at least hire enough people and expand my business large enough to retire within ten or so years. Or I could take all that money and invest it in my own PI business with only a single objective: finding out what those people knew, and why they were hiding it.
I think you know me well enough by now to guess which line of reasoning appealed more to me.
***
For the sake of brevity, I'm going to omit most of my encounters along the journey to discovering Area X. There's a lot to tell, and if it appeals to you perhaps I'd be willing to share at a later date, but for now I want to get this part of the story, the more proximal part, out in the open.
Three years ago, I discovered the source of what I'll call "The Receiver". This is the device that was schematized in the documents that I found in the briefcase. What it does is a complex answer, and how it does it is pretty much all speculation, but here's what I've been able to find out: this universe we live in is a node in a network of many other spaces. These spaces exist in higher dimensions that we cannot directly perceive, but using a conceivable analogy, just think about a flower with petals. The petals are these other dimensions which bleed into our world, which is at the center. However, it's not that pretty. We see the physical world through the lens of spacetime: sizes, speeds, etc. These other dimensions don't necessarily have space or time. In fact, what actually exists there, I couldn't say. The only data I have on them is from two sources: correspondence information and server data from the secret agency (which I'll call "the Organization") that keeps this under wraps, and first-hand experience with realms from these other entities, either directly (I experience it) or through the eyes of someone else with the same or greater abilities than I possess.
I referred to these people with abilities earlier as "Antennas", and I will continue to use the term. Antennas really come in three flavors, marked by the strength of their ability: weak Antennas, like me, are able to observe spontaneous interactions between our universe and other dimensions (phase shifts) when there is a strong force of collision like existed in the basement; moderate Antennas may see phase shifts occur at any point, and they usually are able to retain memories from across the different transformations; strong Antennas, and I don't know if they exist yet, but they are able to consciously interact with these other realms and cause phase shifts to occur.
I mentioned that moderate Antennas are able to retain memories from before and after a phase shift. Technically, all Antennas have this ability, but it's about degree. I can recall only very specific instances and without much detail. Moderates are usually able to pick out much more nuanced minutiae. At the lower end of moderate scale, most of those details fade or get fuzzy over time, but for the very strong Antennas, they hold onto almost everything. One other property that scales with strength is interaction with other conscious entities. Only a small percentage of moderates are able to do this. What's interesting is that these entities can possess (yes, like ghosts) people who aren't even antennas, but no one is aware of such possession at this deep of a level. I have several companions now, and only two have had interactions with these otherworldly beings. Not all of them are malevolent, some of them are whimsical or kind, but there are a fair share of demons out there.
Getting back to the point, Area X started as a government funded project in the 70's. At that time, they were focused on a few subjects: Artificial Intelligence, DNA sequencing, and psychedelics. Yes, they were part of the infamous LSD experiments. But they looked at these subjects through a common lens—there was something that the burgeoning tech industry, fueled by the advent of a commercial computer market, was missing. As the tech giants rose in the early 2000's and began to collect mass amounts of data, this other agency was decades ahead in a different metric, although it was completely (and still is) hidden from the public. Their efforts to understand psychedelic experiences led to a formalized method of understanding interactions between multiple realities. They built certain scanning equipment to detect anomalies like the one I found in the basement; although their tools were much more sophisticated and didn't utilize voltage readings. Then they ran tests in these areas. One area in particular is a hot-bed of phase shift interactions. That's where Area X is located (and the Receiver).
The Receiver is a giant electromagnetic orb that has trapped the kind of multi-dimensional energy that causes the phase shifts; since the Organization seized control of the lab, it's effectively become a map of the Earth in relation to these other worlds. For the past twenty or so years, the Organization has been studying this map, using the data big Tech companies have collected to essentially develop a Rosetta Stone for interpreting the meaning of the fluctuations in their scanning equipment. Recently, the public, though going the long way round, was actually pretty close to a breakthrough in this same department until recently when ultra-powerful LLMs surfaced, and the whole world began going down what I'd argue is the wrong rabbit hole of language processing. But I digress.
Area X is essentially a private military base built for defending the most impactful piece of technology ever invented. With the Receiver, the Organization now has the power to essentially predict any and all future outcomes, the only thing holding them back is the limitations of their own scanning equipment which will get better with time. To put it into perspective, the Organization has access to a kind of data allocation tool which in one day can produce over ten thousand times that the Big Data companies combined would be able to filter through in the next decade. You might think, then, that the problem is merely asymmetric power, and that is certainly a concern, but it isn't the main concern. The main issue is that this organization is actively recruiting (and kidnapping) Antennas from around the world in an effort to find or make one of them into a strong Antenna. In other words, they want a subject who is able not only to see the future, but to manipulate it at will.
balance to the world. I've been working on amassing resources, capital, and building my own team, and now I'm ready. You might ask why I'm posting this here. Wouldn't it be better to keep all this secret? Well, yes, it would be. But that's the problem. Nothing is secret anymore. They know about me and the others, and if I don't make a move, they will. In a way, this is a letter directly to the organization that I know, and I'm coming.
In a different way, I wanted to release this information to the public. There are lots of people out there waking up and realizing that the world they experience is not the one others experience. If you think you might be an Antenna, don't be afraid—you have a special gift that can be controlled. If you want more details on how to control it, or if you're interested in my mission, don't be afraid to reach out. This hasn't always been my life's work, but it is now.
At least until I die.
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Put another way, if you throw a bunch of bouncy balls into a box, there are a number of different configurations that the balls could take on, with different speeds and magnitudes. You can calculate all of those if you have the right numbers. Now let's say you throw in another set of balls that you don't consider in your calculations of the initial set. Well, then you're not going to get an accurate picture of what's happening. Most people only see the first set and calculate based on that, but some people can see two, three, four or more sets.
You'll understand the concept better when I tell you the story, but I wanted to give you a primer on an important concept that will help you understand why this place, which I'll call "Area X", exists, and what the goals of the people who work there are.
Also note that I'm going to be using the alias "Trent" moving forward. Please refer to me as such in any direct messages.
***
Eighteen years ago I started working as an independent Home Inspector. I dropped out of community college after my first semester (not because I didn't find some of the subjects interesting, but because deference to a man or woman has never been my style) and started working some odd jobs. I did construction work for a couple years, then plumbing. I even drove a garbage truck for six months. I've always found pleasure in using my hands, and getting dirty was never a problem for me. Still, having a boss really dragged ass, so I spent my free time working on creating my own business. It took a few years and lots of savings, but I finally managed to get basic set of Home Inspection equipment: Tyvek coveralls, a cheap half-face respirator, voltage & AFCI/GFCI testers, CO2 and radon monitors, an IR camera, and telescoping mirrors in addition to the boots, safety glasses, electric gloves, ladder, and toolkits I already had on hand.
My buddy at the time was in the business, but he was moving off to the coast, so he helped me get set up and even introduced me to some of his clients. Of course, by that time I had already gotten my State license, but I still was a bit apprehensive to work with insurance agencies. I thought I could make a living working independently, inspecting for mold or sizing up a house for a prospective buyer. Eventually, though, I realized I should probably take every job available to me.
Easing into the business went about as well as it could have. The clients my friend referred to me were very satisfied with my work, and I was able to retain them. Then, in order to increase my reach, I hired someone on Fiverr to build a website for my company which led to a marked increase in traffic and conversions. About six months through, I began to get on a first-name basis with the boys and girls down down at Allstate and Progressive, and they fed me some of the bigger cases. In fact, I got so booked by year's end that I had to hire someone to help manage my schedule and the Excel spreadsheet with all my finances. I capped off a successful year with a 5-star Google rating and a trip to Ireland to visit some family and friends and get piss drunk. When I got back, it was the grindstone all over again, until the summer when I discovered… well, you'll see.
First off, I want to say that I was never one to believe in the paranormal. I grew up watching the movies and hearing the ghost stories round the campfire like every other kid, but it never struck a chord with me. If I can't touch it or see it or hear it, does it really exist? Probably not. So don't go thinking this was a scared man seeing his own shadow. That being said, I had this sense that something was off about this house when I parked along the curb and looked through a large window, perhaps two times the size of my van, to a dingy, dark foyer.
The entire neighborhood was stacked with upper-middle class domiciles, though it seemed like only two thirds of them were occupied, mostly by professionals who commuted to the City every weekday, and the rest were empty. As a man who understands real estate, to say this was strange would be an understatement. Still, I had no problem appraising the mini-mansion for a couple of newlyweds looking to enter the community. I did some research on the property ahead of time, and it seems that it was owned by a couple of old timers who had gone off the grid some time ago. The water and electric bill were both unpaid dating back to 2004 (it was June of '06 now). The bank had repo'd the house (which only had about 100k left on it) and held it for a year and a half before putting it back on the market. I tried to find out more about the old couple who vanished, but there was nothing in the news.
I stepped out of the van in my coveralls and grabbed my suitcase which had my mask, gloves, and eye protection in it. I liked to do a preliminary survey first, running an eye test on the exterior then interior before bringing out the big guns (that way I could identify the areas where I think there could be problems instead of running a metal detector over the whole damn ocean seaboard). I was about to do just that when the window caught my eye again. It felt uncharacteristic of me to be so occupied with this window, but I detoured to the front porch and peeked inside anyway.
Most of the furniture had already been moved out, meaning all that was left was a single three-seater couch, a couple candlesticks on the fireplace mantle, a pristine chandelier overtop a dining room table, and the kitchenware: an oven, gas stovetop, marble countertops, and an island. I could see into the living room very clearly with the afternoon light, but the dining room was dim enough that there were a few structures I couldn't quite make out in the distance. One of them appeared to be some kind of china cabinet or bookshelf—I figured it was the former considering where it was located. The other shadow looked kind of like a grandfather clock. Or at least that's what I thought until it moved.
When I say it "moved", I don't mean to say that it picked up and walked away. If you're not familiar with the Necker Cube, I suggest you search it up, because that kind of illusion is the best way to describe what I saw. At first I was seeing the grandfather clock in a certain way—pushed into the corner of the room—and the next second my vision "corrected" and it was maybe five feet to the left of its former position. I shook my head and looked again and saw the grandfather clock in its second orientation, standing in the center of the room against the wall. I figured I was just seeing things, but even so I spent a little extra time dawdling around the Egress window, taking notes, and delaying the interior inspection.
When I finally grew a pair and went inside, I walked straight to the dining room. Sure enough, the grandfather clock was stowed away in the corner of the room. I spent a couple minutes watching it with my pencil and travel notebook out. I'm the kind of guy that likes to collect hard data when the chips are down. Unfortunately, the clock apparently already had enough fun and was content with sweating me. Oh, well.
I fitted my pencil behind my ear and pocketed my travel notebook, then flipped the rest of the first floor lights on and completed my prelim. I concluded that everything was pretty standard. If anything, the house was in better shape than I'd expect considering it presumably hasn't been lived in for a couple years. I say "presumably" because one can never count out squatters, even during those times. Mainly I was expecting more dust build up and cobwebs than there were. Perhaps someone from the department had come by recently. It's unlikely, but possible.
I did the same check upstairs and it came back mostly clean. There was a bit of staining near the attic I wanted to check for mold. Based on its color, it was probably just a minor case of Aspergillus, but better safe than sorry. Then I got to the basement, and, well, let's just count out the idea of anyone dropping by. I don't know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't what I found.
The first thing that caught my eye was the long, slender body of a birch tree lying pale and dead across a large portion of the even larger unfinished basement's cement flooring. I had to do a double take to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but, yep, there it was. Its crown was sealed up in the wall with only its trunk hanging out, which made me think of those medieval pillory devices which locked up people's heads and arms. Then confetti-scattered around the tree and all over the basement floor was a minefield of broken glass and ceramic tangled up with a set of random objects. And when I say random, I mean random. There was an unfurled Somali flag (the blue one with a single star in the center), some packaged drinks and condiments branded with all sorts of different languages (I could only make out Gaelic and Chinese or Japanese, I couldn't quite tell), a broken dome-shaped security camera, an otoscope (the thing the doc uses to check your ears), Hot Wheels cars (okay that one isn't so strange), and the list goes on.
At that moment, I wasn't freaked out or disgusted. I was more or less just confused. I started walking through the rubble, trying to avoid the sharp fragments but pretty confident that my steel toed boots would crush most the pieces anyway, when I heard a clink just up ahead. I was able to spot the coin in time, just before it jingled to a halt atop an old Life magazine. I picked it up and noted right away its oval shape and bronze color—clearly not American made. I tried reading it, but not only was the language not English, it appeared to be so old that most of the lettering had been filed down. I looked up at the ceiling to see if it dropped from a shelf, but there was nothing that could have been holding the coin. I considered for a moment, looking around at the other junk, and had the crazy idea that maybe all this stuff just appeared here. I popped the coin in my pocket and headed back to the van when I stopped by the tree and realized something. It wasn't a birch tree—it was a palm tree. I just didn't realize because of how ashy and decayed the bark was.
Now at this point you might think I've been acting a little nonchalant for such a strange occurrence, and I don't blame you, but if you're gonna stick around with me that's just something you're gonna have to get used to. I guess I was just born with a screw loose, but I really don't scare easily, and I tend to look at everything pragmatically. If you dig deep enough, you'll always find another plausible explanation. That being said, I do want to get to the part about Area X, so let me give you the rundown on what I learned about this basement.
I ended up trekking back to the van and picking up my gear. I was no longer running the routine inspection, obviously, but I figured I might as well throw 30 thousand dollars of scanning equipment at whatever the fuck anamoly existed in that basement. Most of it came back negative. There was a bit higher-than-usual EM interference as picked up on the voltmeters, but nothing that screamed danger close. Still, it was enough for me to set up my volt testers and IR camera while muddling through the rest of the junk. I won't bore you with another list of items, but I did find one thing of value: a diamond necklace. And not just any diamond necklace, it was one of those Queen-wearing, multi-row, big-jeweled necklaces like out of some Historical Fiction movie from the thirties. I almost didn't pocket it because I'm used to expensive items being owned by someone… someone who might want it back. But I figured if there was ever a place the finder's keeper's rule applied, it was probably in this Quantum graveyard.
7 O'clock rolled around and I hadn't eaten. I'm a pretty bulky guy, carrying my share of both muscle and fat, and most people think that means I need to eat a ton but that's really not the case. Mostly I just get dehydrated easily, especially in the summer. That said, I was bordering on famished territory and considered heading out for a bite when I heard another sound. The first thing I did was check my scanners, and sure enough the voltage needle was fully spun to the right side of the dial. EM interference. Then I went to see what had dropped. I was able to pick the object out pretty quickly since I had spent the last 6 hours staring at the mosaic of a basement floor. It was a silver briefcase, like one of those out of a crime novel, and it was cracked open.
I had this sense then that I was standing at a precipice, and if I opened the briefcase and looked inside, I wouldn't be able to stop whatever would come afterwards. Part of me deep down knew that I was just that type of guy that had to know, and maybe this was my Hamlet moment where it would be a trait gone a step too far. But then again I didn't really believe in any of that sentimental bullshit, so I opened the briefcase.
The gun surprised me a little, but not as much as the piece of paper laid atop a case file reading in large black font, "FIND ME". I expected the envelope to have some missing person file in it, but instead there were all these schematics and blueprints for some kind of device. Whatever it was, it was pretty massive. Some of the lengths were hundreds of meters long. And what's more strange is based on the blueprint's locale, it appeared to be underground. I looked back through the pages a couple times, then checked the note—nothing strange there. The gun appeared to be a simple glock. I was no gun expert, but I had been to the range pretty regularly with my construction buddies, so I got used to the feel of a pistol and rifle and some of the different names; however, I realized pretty quickly it wasn't your standard glock when I couldn't find mag-release. That's when I noticed how light the gun felt. I tried to chamber a round, but again, there was no hammer. What the hell kind of gun was this?
I ended up throwing everything back in the briefcase, including the necklace, coin, and a few Koozies I found that were branded with one of my favorite sports teams (never let an opportunity go to waste). I put up all my shit back in the van and spun over to a local burger joint, got my fill, and went home. I made sure to draft an email to the prospective buyers, telling them the house had several patches of black mold and a bit of a rat problem before drifting off to sleep. Although I really didn't do much of that.
When I woke up, I took a cold shower and downed a can of Reign, then commuted to my gym and got a lift and some sauna time in before making the trip back to the house. I brought some extra supplies with me for some experiments I cooked up while not sleeping the previous night.
First, I had two camcorders set up on a couple tripods in either corner of the basement. I wanted clear footage of these mystery objects spawning in. Then I set up a voltmeter in a similar fashion, but I had a wire extending out of it on a circuit which fed to an alarm that would blare when the reading was over 250 volts. Upstairs, I rearranged some of the furniture so that the small number of tables, chairs, clock, cabinets, and other little pillows or vases I could find were scattered across the living room, dining room, and kitchen. Then I pulled up a lawn chair to the front porch window and waited.
I didn't have to wait long though. In about a minute, I started to notice some of the objects moving. It was strange. When a few of them would shift simultaneously, it was like looking at a holographic card that would change shape depending on where your eyes were in relation to the image. Every time I saw a shift, I felt an awkward feeling in my eyes. They went blurry for a fraction of a second, then there was a twinge of pain, as if my brain couldn't handle the contradictory stimulus. It didn't get more crazy than that though—until the alarm went off.
I had cracked open the small rectangular window in the basement to the side of the house so I would hear it. It took four hours and several strange stares from passersby walking their dogs before it rang, so I was a bit lost in my thoughts, but when I heard the beep I perked up fast. It lasted for maybe 5 seconds total, but what I saw was truly miraculous. The best way I can describe it is a pool of silver or gray or translucent light emerging in the foreground between me and the objects in the different rooms. A series of twisting tentacles sprouted from the gray octopus-like head and spun in a way that reminded me of that little kids ride at the amusement parks. Then the objects started to "heat up" is the way I describe it. Their position became relative, meaning they were here one second, there another, then they popped out of existence entirely. Suddenly the rooms were all empty, then they were full of things I had never seen before. Then five seconds passed and the octopus vanished and it was back to the same old objects in their usual places.
It took a few minutes to process what I saw, and even then I wasn't sure I really saw it. I went inside and looked around at my distribution of the house's furnishings. They were all there, intact. Then I went downstairs to check the cams. I rewinded a couple minutes and played it back, but there was no flying object to be found. Instead, there was some gray static that lasted half a second and then the object, a kid's treasure chest toy, was there on the ground. But you want to know the really strange part? I rewinded the tape again, and when I watched the footage back, the treasure chest was always there.
I later came to understand that these poppings in-and-out of our reality are only conceivable to a conscious mind that can track the interference patterns—not rote computational instruments. In fact, even most people can't do it (although everyone has at least a slight awareness of it, even if only subconsciously). Plus, locations like the basement of this house are very rare and kept under tight lock. That became obvious to me two days later when, after my normal morning routine, I pulled up to a driveway and curbside filled with unmarked government vehicles. Either bravely or stupidly, I pulled up to a few officers (they were wearing suits in 85 degree weather, so I assumed…) who were idling by the large fence of crime scene tape and asked them what the score was.
"There was a crime," said the short man with a unibrow.
"Oh, is that right? Damn shame. Someone break in? I have a niece who lives nearby, so…"
The man looked at his two compatriots, both of whom were wearing sunglasses and a "get this civilian fuck out of here" expressions. "Oh, yeah," he started in a reassuring tone that was so condescending it would have annoyed anyone except me, "we found a body. We think it was a homicide. Best to keep your kids away from here for a while."
I thumbed the stubble on my chin, my other hand outstretched on the wheel, and considered moving on, but my mouth had other ideas. "That right? But uh, isn't this house vacant? I mean, I don't remember no one living in it."
The short man, now tall with temper, said, "Yeah, some squatters. We think there was a dispute over some drug money. Nothing for you to worry about though, we got it under control. Now if you wouldn't mind moving along, we have a lot of work to do."
Oh, I'm sure you do, I thought, but only said, "Of course, sir, sorry for keeping you from your job." Then I rolled up the window and cruised on, keeping my eyes on the house which slowly diminished in the side-view mirror.
Luckily I had been smart enough to break down my camp and lug home all my equipment each night, so I didn't leave anything incriminating. I didn't move the furniture back, so maybe that would come back to haunt me, but considering the kind of shit going down in that house, I didn't think they would notice.
For any of you wondering about the conclusion of the house story, I went back a couple weeks later after the suits had left and the tape was taken down and confirmed that not only was the basement entirely cleaned out, but it was no longer exhibiting any strange properties. I looked for a story related to the house, maybe a made up murder of some kind, but there was nothing. That bastard lied to me and didn't even bother to cover his story up.
Now, in the aftermath of an event such as this, I really only had one of two options. I could forget it, move on, continue living life. The necklace was surely worth a fortune. I could sell it and have enough to retire, or at least hire enough people and expand my business large enough to retire within ten or so years. Or I could take all that money and invest it in my own PI business with only a single objective: finding out what those people knew, and why they were hiding it.
I think you know me well enough by now to guess which line of reasoning appealed more to me.
***
For the sake of brevity, I'm going to omit most of my encounters along the journey to discovering Area X. There's a lot to tell, and if it appeals to you perhaps I'd be willing to share at a later date, but for now I want to get this part of the story, the more proximal part, out in the open.
Three years ago, I discovered the source of what I'll call "The Receiver". This is the device that was schematized in the documents that I found in the briefcase. What it does is a complex answer, and how it does it is pretty much all speculation, but here's what I've been able to find out: this universe we live in is a node in a network of many other spaces. These spaces exist in higher dimensions that we cannot directly perceive, but using a conceivable analogy, just think about a flower with petals. The petals are these other dimensions which bleed into our world, which is at the center. However, it's not that pretty. We see the physical world through the lens of spacetime: sizes, speeds, etc. These other dimensions don't necessarily have space or time. In fact, what actually exists there, I couldn't say. The only data I have on them is from two sources: correspondence information and server data from the secret agency (which I'll call "the Organization") that keeps this under wraps, and first-hand experience with realms from these other entities, either directly (I experience it) or through the eyes of someone else with the same or greater abilities than I possess.
I referred to these people with abilities earlier as "Antennas", and I will continue to use the term. Antennas really come in three flavors, marked by the strength of their ability: weak Antennas, like me, are able to observe spontaneous interactions between our universe and other dimensions (phase shifts) when there is a strong force of collision like existed in the basement; moderate Antennas may see phase shifts occur at any point, and they usually are able to retain memories from across the different transformations; strong Antennas, and I don't know if they exist yet, but they are able to consciously interact with these other realms and cause phase shifts to occur.
I mentioned that moderate Antennas are able to retain memories from before and after a phase shift. Technically, all Antennas have this ability, but it's about degree. I can recall only very specific instances and without much detail. Moderates are usually able to pick out much more nuanced minutiae. At the lower end of moderate scale, most of those details fade or get fuzzy over time, but for the very strong Antennas, they hold onto almost everything. One other property that scales with strength is interaction with other conscious entities. Only a small percentage of moderates are able to do this. What's interesting is that these entities can possess (yes, like ghosts) people who aren't even antennas, but no one is aware of such possession at this deep of a level. I have several companions now, and only two have had interactions with these otherworldly beings. Not all of them are malevolent, some of them are whimsical or kind, but there are a fair share of demons out there.
Getting back to the point, Area X started as a government funded project in the 70's. At that time, they were focused on a few subjects: Artificial Intelligence, DNA sequencing, and psychedelics. Yes, they were part of the infamous LSD experiments. But they looked at these subjects through a common lens—there was something that the burgeoning tech industry, fueled by the advent of a commercial computer market, was missing. As the tech giants rose in the early 2000's and began to collect mass amounts of data, this other agency was decades ahead in a different metric, although it was completely (and still is) hidden from the public. Their efforts to understand psychedelic experiences led to a formalized method of understanding interactions between multiple realities. They built certain scanning equipment to detect anomalies like the one I found in the basement; although their tools were much more sophisticated and didn't utilize voltage readings. Then they ran tests in these areas. One area in particular is a hot-bed of phase shift interactions. That's where Area X is located (and the Receiver).
The Receiver is a giant electromagnetic orb that has trapped the kind of multi-dimensional energy that causes the phase shifts; since the Organization seized control of the lab, it's effectively become a map of the Earth in relation to these other worlds. For the past twenty or so years, the Organization has been studying this map, using the data big Tech companies have collected to essentially develop a Rosetta Stone for interpreting the meaning of the fluctuations in their scanning equipment. Recently, the public, though going the long way round, was actually pretty close to a breakthrough in this same department until recently when ultra-powerful LLMs surfaced, and the whole world began going down what I'd argue is the wrong rabbit hole of language processing. But I digress.
Area X is essentially a private military base built for defending the most impactful piece of technology ever invented. With the Receiver, the Organization now has the power to essentially predict any and all future outcomes, the only thing holding them back is the limitations of their own scanning equipment which will get better with time. To put it into perspective, the Organization has access to a kind of data allocation tool which in one day can produce over ten thousand times that the Big Data companies combined would be able to filter through in the next decade. You might think, then, that the problem is merely asymmetric power, and that is certainly a concern, but it isn't the main concern. The main issue is that this organization is actively recruiting (and kidnapping) Antennas from around the world in an effort to find or make one of them into a strong Antenna. In other words, they want a subject who is able not only to see the future, but to manipulate it at will.
balance to the world. I've been working on amassing resources, capital, and building my own team, and now I'm ready. You might ask why I'm posting this here. Wouldn't it be better to keep all this secret? Well, yes, it would be. But that's the problem. Nothing is secret anymore. They know about me and the others, and if I don't make a move, they will. In a way, this is a letter directly to the organization that I know, and I'm coming.
In a different way, I wanted to release this information to the public. There are lots of people out there waking up and realizing that the world they experience is not the one others experience. If you think you might be an Antenna, don't be afraid—you have a special gift that can be controlled. If you want more details on how to control it, or if you're interested in my mission, don't be afraid to reach out. This hasn't always been my life's work, but it is now.
At least until I die.
2024.05.16 23:10 Weathers_Writing They call Silicon Valley the tech capitol of the world. They're wrong
I won't disclose its actual location, so if that's why you're here, sorry to disappoint. It's not time for that yet. However, I do think it's time to start getting the word out. I've noticed an increase in what I'll call "Antennas" lately, or people who can detect cross-planar phase shifts. Without getting into all the math (some of which I don't even know), this is basically a phenomenon which refers to entropy seeping into our universe from other realms or universes or whatever you want to call it. Simply put, people think our universe is a closed system to entropy, meaning that the disorder of any variable in our universe can only increase or decrease in direct proportion to other variables in that same system (the universe). Under this precept, we can establish rules like the Laws of Thermodynamics, and for most people, they're effective. But not for Antennas.
Put another way, if you throw a bunch of bouncy balls into a box, there are a number of different configurations that the balls could take on, with different speeds and magnitudes. You can calculate all of those if you have the right numbers. Now let's say you throw in another set of balls that you don't consider in your calculations of the initial set. Well, then you're not going to get an accurate picture of what's happening. Most people only see the first set and calculate based on that, but some people can see two, three, four or more sets.
You'll understand the concept better when I tell you the story, but I wanted to give you a primer on an important concept that will help you understand why this place, which I'll call "Area X", exists, and what the goals of the people who work there are.
Also note that I'm going to be using the alias "Trent" moving forward. Please refer to me as such in any direct messages.
***
Eighteen years ago I started working as an independent Home Inspector. I dropped out of community college after my first semester (not because I didn't find some of the subjects interesting, but because deference to a man or woman has never been my style) and started working some odd jobs. I did construction work for a couple years, then plumbing. I even drove a garbage truck for six months. I've always found pleasure in using my hands, and getting dirty was never a problem for me. Still, having a boss really dragged ass, so I spent my free time working on creating my own business. It took a few years and lots of savings, but I finally managed to get basic set of Home Inspection equipment: Tyvek coveralls, a cheap half-face respirator, voltage & AFCI/GFCI testers, CO2 and radon monitors, an IR camera, and telescoping mirrors in addition to the boots, safety glasses, electric gloves, ladder, and toolkits I already had on hand.
My buddy at the time was in the business, but he was moving off to the coast, so he helped me get set up and even introduced me to some of his clients. Of course, by that time I had already gotten my State license, but I still was a bit apprehensive to work with insurance agencies. I thought I could make a living working independently, inspecting for mold or sizing up a house for a prospective buyer. Eventually, though, I realized I should probably take every job available to me.
Easing into the business went about as well as it could have. The clients my friend referred to me were very satisfied with my work, and I was able to retain them. Then, in order to increase my reach, I hired someone on Fiverr to build a website for my company which led to a marked increase in traffic and conversions. About six months through, I began to get on a first-name basis with the boys and girls down down at Allstate and Progressive, and they fed me some of the bigger cases. In fact, I got so booked by year's end that I had to hire someone to help manage my schedule and the Excel spreadsheet with all my finances. I capped off a successful year with a 5-star Google rating and a trip to Ireland to visit some family and friends and get piss drunk. When I got back, it was the grindstone all over again, until the summer when I discovered… well, you'll see.
First off, I want to say that I was never one to believe in the paranormal. I grew up watching the movies and hearing the ghost stories round the campfire like every other kid, but it never struck a chord with me. If I can't touch it or see it or hear it, does it really exist? Probably not. So don't go thinking this was a scared man seeing his own shadow. That being said, I had this sense that something was off about this house when I parked along the curb and looked through a large window, perhaps two times the size of my van, to a dingy, dark foyer.
The entire neighborhood was stacked with upper-middle class domiciles, though it seemed like only two thirds of them were occupied, mostly by professionals who commuted to the City every weekday, and the rest were empty. As a man who understands real estate, to say this was strange would be an understatement. Still, I had no problem appraising the mini-mansion for a couple of newlyweds looking to enter the community. I did some research on the property ahead of time, and it seems that it was owned by a couple of old timers who had gone off the grid some time ago. The water and electric bill were both unpaid dating back to 2004 (it was June of '06 now). The bank had repo'd the house (which only had about 100k left on it) and held it for a year and a half before putting it back on the market. I tried to find out more about the old couple who vanished, but there was nothing in the news.
I stepped out of the van in my coveralls and grabbed my suitcase which had my mask, gloves, and eye protection in it. I liked to do a preliminary survey first, running an eye test on the exterior then interior before bringing out the big guns (that way I could identify the areas where I think there could be problems instead of running a metal detector over the whole damn ocean seaboard). I was about to do just that when the window caught my eye again. It felt uncharacteristic of me to be so occupied with this window, but I detoured to the front porch and peeked inside anyway.
Most of the furniture had already been moved out, meaning all that was left was a single three-seater couch, a couple candlesticks on the fireplace mantle, a pristine chandelier overtop a dining room table, and the kitchenware: an oven, gas stovetop, marble countertops, and an island. I could see into the living room very clearly with the afternoon light, but the dining room was dim enough that there were a few structures I couldn't quite make out in the distance. One of them appeared to be some kind of china cabinet or bookshelf—I figured it was the former considering where it was located. The other shadow looked kind of like a grandfather clock. Or at least that's what I thought until it moved.
When I say it "moved", I don't mean to say that it picked up and walked away. If you're not familiar with the Necker Cube, I suggest you search it up, because that kind of illusion is the best way to describe what I saw. At first I was seeing the grandfather clock in a certain way—pushed into the corner of the room—and the next second my vision "corrected" and it was maybe five feet to the left of its former position. I shook my head and looked again and saw the grandfather clock in its second orientation, standing in the center of the room against the wall. I figured I was just seeing things, but even so I spent a little extra time dawdling around the Egress window, taking notes, and delaying the interior inspection.
When I finally grew a pair and went inside, I walked straight to the dining room. Sure enough, the grandfather clock was stowed away in the corner of the room. I spent a couple minutes watching it with my pencil and travel notebook out. I'm the kind of guy that likes to collect hard data when the chips are down. Unfortunately, the clock apparently already had enough fun and was content with sweating me. Oh, well.
I fitted my pencil behind my ear and pocketed my travel notebook, then flipped the rest of the first floor lights on and completed my prelim. I concluded that everything was pretty standard. If anything, the house was in better shape than I'd expect considering it presumably hasn't been lived in for a couple years. I say "presumably" because one can never count out squatters, even during those times. Mainly I was expecting more dust build up and cobwebs than there were. Perhaps someone from the department had come by recently. It's unlikely, but possible.
I did the same check upstairs and it came back mostly clean. There was a bit of staining near the attic I wanted to check for mold. Based on its color, it was probably just a minor case of Aspergillus, but better safe than sorry. Then I got to the basement, and, well, let's just count out the idea of anyone dropping by. I don't know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't what I found.
The first thing that caught my eye was the long, slender body of a birch tree lying pale and dead across a large portion of the even larger unfinished basement's cement flooring. I had to do a double take to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but, yep, there it was. Its crown was sealed up in the wall with only its trunk hanging out, which made me think of those medieval pillory devices which locked up people's heads and arms. Then confetti-scattered around the tree and all over the basement floor was a minefield of broken glass and ceramic tangled up with a set of random objects. And when I say random, I mean random. There was an unfurled Somali flag (the blue one with a single star in the center), some packaged drinks and condiments branded with all sorts of different languages (I could only make out Gaelic and Chinese or Japanese, I couldn't quite tell), a broken dome-shaped security camera, an otoscope (the thing the doc uses to check your ears), Hot Wheels cars (okay that one isn't so strange), and the list goes on.
At that moment, I wasn't freaked out or disgusted. I was more or less just confused. I started walking through the rubble, trying to avoid the sharp fragments but pretty confident that my steel toed boots would crush most the pieces anyway, when I heard a clink just up ahead. I was able to spot the coin in time, just before it jingled to a halt atop an old Life magazine. I picked it up and noted right away its oval shape and bronze color—clearly not American made. I tried reading it, but not only was the language not English, it appeared to be so old that most of the lettering had been filed down. I looked up at the ceiling to see if it dropped from a shelf, but there was nothing that could have been holding the coin. I considered for a moment, looking around at the other junk, and had the crazy idea that maybe all this stuff just appeared here. I popped the coin in my pocket and headed back to the van when I stopped by the tree and realized something. It wasn't a birch tree—it was a palm tree. I just didn't realize because of how ashy and decayed the bark was.
Now at this point you might think I've been acting a little nonchalant for such a strange occurrence, and I don't blame you, but if you're gonna stick around with me that's just something you're gonna have to get used to. I guess I was just born with a screw loose, but I really don't scare easily, and I tend to look at everything pragmatically. If you dig deep enough, you'll always find another plausible explanation. That being said, I do want to get to the part about Area X, so let me give you the rundown on what I learned about this basement.
I ended up trekking back to the van and picking up my gear. I was no longer running the routine inspection, obviously, but I figured I might as well throw 30 thousand dollars of scanning equipment at whatever the fuck anamoly existed in that basement. Most of it came back negative. There was a bit higher-than-usual EM interference as picked up on the voltmeters, but nothing that screamed danger close. Still, it was enough for me to set up my volt testers and IR camera while muddling through the rest of the junk. I won't bore you with another list of items, but I did find one thing of value: a diamond necklace. And not just any diamond necklace, it was one of those Queen-wearing, multi-row, big-jeweled necklaces like out of some Historical Fiction movie from the thirties. I almost didn't pocket it because I'm used to expensive items being owned by someone… someone who might want it back. But I figured if there was ever a place the finder's keeper's rule applied, it was probably in this Quantum graveyard.
7 O'clock rolled around and I hadn't eaten. I'm a pretty bulky guy, carrying my share of both muscle and fat, and most people think that means I need to eat a ton but that's really not the case. Mostly I just get dehydrated easily, especially in the summer. That said, I was bordering on famished territory and considered heading out for a bite when I heard another sound. The first thing I did was check my scanners, and sure enough the voltage needle was fully spun to the right side of the dial. EM interference. Then I went to see what had dropped. I was able to pick the object out pretty quickly since I had spent the last 6 hours staring at the mosaic of a basement floor. It was a silver briefcase, like one of those out of a crime novel, and it was cracked open.
I had this sense then that I was standing at a precipice, and if I opened the briefcase and looked inside, I wouldn't be able to stop whatever would come afterwards. Part of me deep down knew that I was just that type of guy that had to know, and maybe this was my Hamlet moment where it would be a trait gone a step too far. But then again I didn't really believe in any of that sentimental bullshit, so I opened the briefcase.
The gun surprised me a little, but not as much as the piece of paper laid atop a case file reading in large black font, "FIND ME". I expected the envelope to have some missing person file in it, but instead there were all these schematics and blueprints for some kind of device. Whatever it was, it was pretty massive. Some of the lengths were hundreds of meters long. And what's more strange is based on the blueprint's locale, it appeared to be underground. I looked back through the pages a couple times, then checked the note—nothing strange there. The gun appeared to be a simple glock. I was no gun expert, but I had been to the range pretty regularly with my construction buddies, so I got used to the feel of a pistol and rifle and some of the different names; however, I realized pretty quickly it wasn't your standard glock when I couldn't find mag-release. That's when I noticed how light the gun felt. I tried to chamber a round, but again, there was no hammer. What the hell kind of gun was this?
I ended up throwing everything back in the briefcase, including the necklace, coin, and a few Koozies I found that were branded with one of my favorite sports teams (never let an opportunity go to waste). I put up all my shit back in the van and spun over to a local burger joint, got my fill, and went home. I made sure to draft an email to the prospective buyers, telling them the house had several patches of black mold and a bit of a rat problem before drifting off to sleep. Although I really didn't do much of that.
When I woke up, I took a cold shower and downed a can of Reign, then commuted to my gym and got a lift and some sauna time in before making the trip back to the house. I brought some extra supplies with me for some experiments I cooked up while not sleeping the previous night.
First, I had two camcorders set up on a couple tripods in either corner of the basement. I wanted clear footage of these mystery objects spawning in. Then I set up a voltmeter in a similar fashion, but I had a wire extending out of it on a circuit which fed to an alarm that would blare when the reading was over 250 volts. Upstairs, I rearranged some of the furniture so that the small number of tables, chairs, clock, cabinets, and other little pillows or vases I could find were scattered across the living room, dining room, and kitchen. Then I pulled up a lawn chair to the front porch window and waited.
I didn't have to wait long though. In about a minute, I started to notice some of the objects moving. It was strange. When a few of them would shift simultaneously, it was like looking at a holographic card that would change shape depending on where your eyes were in relation to the image. Every time I saw a shift, I felt an awkward feeling in my eyes. They went blurry for a fraction of a second, then there was a twinge of pain, as if my brain couldn't handle the contradictory stimulus. It didn't get more crazy than that though—until the alarm went off.
I had cracked open the small rectangular window in the basement to the side of the house so I would hear it. It took four hours and several strange stares from passersby walking their dogs before it rang, so I was a bit lost in my thoughts, but when I heard the beep I perked up fast. It lasted for maybe 5 seconds total, but what I saw was truly miraculous. The best way I can describe it is a pool of silver or gray or translucent light emerging in the foreground between me and the objects in the different rooms. A series of twisting tentacles sprouted from the gray octopus-like head and spun in a way that reminded me of that little kids ride at the amusement parks. Then the objects started to "heat up" is the way I describe it. Their position became relative, meaning they were here one second, there another, then they popped out of existence entirely. Suddenly the rooms were all empty, then they were full of things I had never seen before. Then five seconds passed and the octopus vanished and it was back to the same old objects in their usual places.
It took a few minutes to process what I saw, and even then I wasn't sure I really saw it. I went inside and looked around at my distribution of the house's furnishings. They were all there, intact. Then I went downstairs to check the cams. I rewinded a couple minutes and played it back, but there was no flying object to be found. Instead, there was some gray static that lasted half a second and then the object, a kid's treasure chest toy, was there on the ground. But you want to know the really strange part? I rewinded the tape again, and when I watched the footage back, the treasure chest was always there.
I later came to understand that these poppings in-and-out of our reality are only conceivable to a conscious mind that can track the interference patterns—not rote computational instruments. In fact, even most people can't do it (although everyone has at least a slight awareness of it, even if only subconsciously). Plus, locations like the basement of this house are very rare and kept under tight lock. That became obvious to me two days later when, after my normal morning routine, I pulled up to a driveway and curbside filled with unmarked government vehicles. Either bravely or stupidly, I pulled up to a few officers (they were wearing suits in 85 degree weather, so I assumed…) who were idling by the large fence of crime scene tape and asked them what the score was.
"There was a crime," said the short man with a unibrow.
"Oh, is that right? Damn shame. Someone break in? I have a niece who lives nearby, so…"
The man looked at his two compatriots, both of whom were wearing sunglasses and a "get this civilian fuck out of here" expressions. "Oh, yeah," he started in a reassuring tone that was so condescending it would have annoyed anyone except me, "we found a body. We think it was a homicide. Best to keep your kids away from here for a while."
I thumbed the stubble on my chin, my other hand outstretched on the wheel, and considered moving on, but my mouth had other ideas. "That right? But uh, isn't this house vacant? I mean, I don't remember no one living in it."
The short man, now tall with temper, said, "Yeah, some squatters. We think there was a dispute over some drug money. Nothing for you to worry about though, we got it under control. Now if you wouldn't mind moving along, we have a lot of work to do."
Oh, I'm sure you do, I thought, but only said, "Of course, sir, sorry for keeping you from your job." Then I rolled up the window and cruised on, keeping my eyes on the house which slowly diminished in the side-view mirror.
Luckily I had been smart enough to break down my camp and lug home all my equipment each night, so I didn't leave anything incriminating. I didn't move the furniture back, so maybe that would come back to haunt me, but considering the kind of shit going down in that house, I didn't think they would notice.
For any of you wondering about the conclusion of the house story, I went back a couple weeks later after the suits had left and the tape was taken down and confirmed that not only was the basement entirely cleaned out, but it was no longer exhibiting any strange properties. I looked for a story related to the house, maybe a made up murder of some kind, but there was nothing. That bastard lied to me and didn't even bother to cover his story up.
Now, in the aftermath of an event such as this, I really only had one of two options. I could forget it, move on, continue living life. The necklace was surely worth a fortune. I could sell it and have enough to retire, or at least hire enough people and expand my business large enough to retire within ten or so years. Or I could take all that money and invest it in my own PI business with only a single objective: finding out what those people knew, and why they were hiding it.
I think you know me well enough by now to guess which line of reasoning appealed more to me.
***
For the sake of brevity, I'm going to omit most of my encounters along the journey to discovering Area X. There's a lot to tell, and if it appeals to you perhaps I'd be willing to share at a later date, but for now I want to get this part of the story, the more proximal part, out in the open.
Three years ago, I discovered the source of what I'll call "The Receiver". This is the device that was schematized in the documents that I found in the briefcase. What it does is a complex answer, and how it does it is pretty much all speculation, but here's what I've been able to find out: this universe we live in is a node in a network of many other spaces. These spaces exist in higher dimensions that we cannot directly perceive, but using a conceivable analogy, just think about a flower with petals. The petals are these other dimensions which bleed into our world, which is at the center. However, it's not that pretty. We see the physical world through the lens of spacetime: sizes, speeds, etc. These other dimensions don't necessarily have space or time. In fact, what actually exists there, I couldn't say. The only data I have on them is from two sources: correspondence information and server data from the secret agency (which I'll call "the Organization") that keeps this under wraps, and first-hand experience with realms from these other entities, either directly (I experience it) or through the eyes of someone else with the same or greater abilities than I possess.
I referred to these people with abilities earlier as "Antennas", and I will continue to use the term. Antennas really come in three flavors, marked by the strength of their ability: weak Antennas, like me, are able to observe spontaneous interactions between our universe and other dimensions (phase shifts) when there is a strong force of collision like existed in the basement; moderate Antennas may see phase shifts occur at any point, and they usually are able to retain memories from across the different transformations; strong Antennas, and I don't know if they exist yet, but they are able to consciously interact with these other realms and cause phase shifts to occur.
I mentioned that moderate Antennas are able to retain memories from before and after a phase shift. Technically, all Antennas have this ability, but it's about degree. I can recall only very specific instances and without much detail. Moderates are usually able to pick out much more nuanced minutiae. At the lower end of moderate scale, most of those details fade or get fuzzy over time, but for the very strong Antennas, they hold onto almost everything. One other property that scales with strength is interaction with other conscious entities. Only a small percentage of moderates are able to do this. What's interesting is that these entities can possess (yes, like ghosts) people who aren't even antennas, but no one is aware of such possession at this deep of a level. I have several companions now, and only two have had interactions with these otherworldly beings. Not all of them are malevolent, some of them are whimsical or kind, but there are a fair share of demons out there.
Getting back to the point, Area X started as a government funded project in the 70's. At that time, they were focused on a few subjects: Artificial Intelligence, DNA sequencing, and psychedelics. Yes, they were part of the infamous LSD experiments. But they looked at these subjects through a common lens—there was something that the burgeoning tech industry, fueled by the advent of a commercial computer market, was missing. As the tech giants rose in the early 2000's and began to collect mass amounts of data, this other agency was decades ahead in a different metric, although it was completely (and still is) hidden from the public. Their efforts to understand psychedelic experiences led to a formalized method of understanding interactions between multiple realities. They built certain scanning equipment to detect anomalies like the one I found in the basement; although their tools were much more sophisticated and didn't utilize voltage readings. Then they ran tests in these areas. One area in particular is a hot-bed of phase shift interactions. That's where Area X is located (and the Receiver).
The Receiver is a giant electromagnetic orb that has trapped the kind of multi-dimensional energy that causes the phase shifts; since the Organization seized control of the lab, it's effectively become a map of the Earth in relation to these other worlds. For the past twenty or so years, the Organization has been studying this map, using the data big Tech companies have collected to essentially develop a Rosetta Stone for interpreting the meaning of the fluctuations in their scanning equipment. Recently, the public, though going the long way round, was actually pretty close to a breakthrough in this same department until recently when ultra-powerful LLMs surfaced, and the whole world began going down what I'd argue is the wrong rabbit hole of language processing. But I digress.
Area X is essentially a private military base built for defending the most impactful piece of technology ever invented. With the Receiver, the Organization now has the power to essentially predict any and all future outcomes, the only thing holding them back is the limitations of their own scanning equipment which will get better with time. To put it into perspective, the Organization has access to a kind of data allocation tool which in one day can produce over ten thousand times that the Big Data companies combined would be able to filter through in the next decade. You might think, then, that the problem is merely asymmetric power, and that is certainly a concern, but it isn't the main concern. The main issue is that this organization is actively recruiting (and kidnapping) Antennas from around the world in an effort to find or make one of them into a strong Antenna. In other words, they want a subject who is able not only to see the future, but to manipulate it at will.
balance to the world. I've been working on amassing resources, capital, and building my own team, and now I'm ready. You might ask why I'm posting this here. Wouldn't it be better to keep all this secret? Well, yes, it would be. But that's the problem. Nothing is secret anymore. They know about me and the others, and if I don't make a move, they will. In a way, this is a letter directly to the organization that I know, and I'm coming.
In a different way, I wanted to release this information to the public. There are lots of people out there waking up and realizing that the world they experience is not the one others experience. If you think you might be an Antenna, don't be afraid—you have a special gift that can be controlled. If you want more details on how to control it, or if you're interested in my mission, don't be afraid to reach out. This hasn't always been my life's work, but it is now.
At least until I die.
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Put another way, if you throw a bunch of bouncy balls into a box, there are a number of different configurations that the balls could take on, with different speeds and magnitudes. You can calculate all of those if you have the right numbers. Now let's say you throw in another set of balls that you don't consider in your calculations of the initial set. Well, then you're not going to get an accurate picture of what's happening. Most people only see the first set and calculate based on that, but some people can see two, three, four or more sets.
You'll understand the concept better when I tell you the story, but I wanted to give you a primer on an important concept that will help you understand why this place, which I'll call "Area X", exists, and what the goals of the people who work there are.
Also note that I'm going to be using the alias "Trent" moving forward. Please refer to me as such in any direct messages.
***
Eighteen years ago I started working as an independent Home Inspector. I dropped out of community college after my first semester (not because I didn't find some of the subjects interesting, but because deference to a man or woman has never been my style) and started working some odd jobs. I did construction work for a couple years, then plumbing. I even drove a garbage truck for six months. I've always found pleasure in using my hands, and getting dirty was never a problem for me. Still, having a boss really dragged ass, so I spent my free time working on creating my own business. It took a few years and lots of savings, but I finally managed to get basic set of Home Inspection equipment: Tyvek coveralls, a cheap half-face respirator, voltage & AFCI/GFCI testers, CO2 and radon monitors, an IR camera, and telescoping mirrors in addition to the boots, safety glasses, electric gloves, ladder, and toolkits I already had on hand.
My buddy at the time was in the business, but he was moving off to the coast, so he helped me get set up and even introduced me to some of his clients. Of course, by that time I had already gotten my State license, but I still was a bit apprehensive to work with insurance agencies. I thought I could make a living working independently, inspecting for mold or sizing up a house for a prospective buyer. Eventually, though, I realized I should probably take every job available to me.
Easing into the business went about as well as it could have. The clients my friend referred to me were very satisfied with my work, and I was able to retain them. Then, in order to increase my reach, I hired someone on Fiverr to build a website for my company which led to a marked increase in traffic and conversions. About six months through, I began to get on a first-name basis with the boys and girls down down at Allstate and Progressive, and they fed me some of the bigger cases. In fact, I got so booked by year's end that I had to hire someone to help manage my schedule and the Excel spreadsheet with all my finances. I capped off a successful year with a 5-star Google rating and a trip to Ireland to visit some family and friends and get piss drunk. When I got back, it was the grindstone all over again, until the summer when I discovered… well, you'll see.
First off, I want to say that I was never one to believe in the paranormal. I grew up watching the movies and hearing the ghost stories round the campfire like every other kid, but it never struck a chord with me. If I can't touch it or see it or hear it, does it really exist? Probably not. So don't go thinking this was a scared man seeing his own shadow. That being said, I had this sense that something was off about this house when I parked along the curb and looked through a large window, perhaps two times the size of my van, to a dingy, dark foyer.
The entire neighborhood was stacked with upper-middle class domiciles, though it seemed like only two thirds of them were occupied, mostly by professionals who commuted to the City every weekday, and the rest were empty. As a man who understands real estate, to say this was strange would be an understatement. Still, I had no problem appraising the mini-mansion for a couple of newlyweds looking to enter the community. I did some research on the property ahead of time, and it seems that it was owned by a couple of old timers who had gone off the grid some time ago. The water and electric bill were both unpaid dating back to 2004 (it was June of '06 now). The bank had repo'd the house (which only had about 100k left on it) and held it for a year and a half before putting it back on the market. I tried to find out more about the old couple who vanished, but there was nothing in the news.
I stepped out of the van in my coveralls and grabbed my suitcase which had my mask, gloves, and eye protection in it. I liked to do a preliminary survey first, running an eye test on the exterior then interior before bringing out the big guns (that way I could identify the areas where I think there could be problems instead of running a metal detector over the whole damn ocean seaboard). I was about to do just that when the window caught my eye again. It felt uncharacteristic of me to be so occupied with this window, but I detoured to the front porch and peeked inside anyway.
Most of the furniture had already been moved out, meaning all that was left was a single three-seater couch, a couple candlesticks on the fireplace mantle, a pristine chandelier overtop a dining room table, and the kitchenware: an oven, gas stovetop, marble countertops, and an island. I could see into the living room very clearly with the afternoon light, but the dining room was dim enough that there were a few structures I couldn't quite make out in the distance. One of them appeared to be some kind of china cabinet or bookshelf—I figured it was the former considering where it was located. The other shadow looked kind of like a grandfather clock. Or at least that's what I thought until it moved.
When I say it "moved", I don't mean to say that it picked up and walked away. If you're not familiar with the Necker Cube, I suggest you search it up, because that kind of illusion is the best way to describe what I saw. At first I was seeing the grandfather clock in a certain way—pushed into the corner of the room—and the next second my vision "corrected" and it was maybe five feet to the left of its former position. I shook my head and looked again and saw the grandfather clock in its second orientation, standing in the center of the room against the wall. I figured I was just seeing things, but even so I spent a little extra time dawdling around the Egress window, taking notes, and delaying the interior inspection.
When I finally grew a pair and went inside, I walked straight to the dining room. Sure enough, the grandfather clock was stowed away in the corner of the room. I spent a couple minutes watching it with my pencil and travel notebook out. I'm the kind of guy that likes to collect hard data when the chips are down. Unfortunately, the clock apparently already had enough fun and was content with sweating me. Oh, well.
I fitted my pencil behind my ear and pocketed my travel notebook, then flipped the rest of the first floor lights on and completed my prelim. I concluded that everything was pretty standard. If anything, the house was in better shape than I'd expect considering it presumably hasn't been lived in for a couple years. I say "presumably" because one can never count out squatters, even during those times. Mainly I was expecting more dust build up and cobwebs than there were. Perhaps someone from the department had come by recently. It's unlikely, but possible.
I did the same check upstairs and it came back mostly clean. There was a bit of staining near the attic I wanted to check for mold. Based on its color, it was probably just a minor case of Aspergillus, but better safe than sorry. Then I got to the basement, and, well, let's just count out the idea of anyone dropping by. I don't know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't what I found.
The first thing that caught my eye was the long, slender body of a birch tree lying pale and dead across a large portion of the even larger unfinished basement's cement flooring. I had to do a double take to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but, yep, there it was. Its crown was sealed up in the wall with only its trunk hanging out, which made me think of those medieval pillory devices which locked up people's heads and arms. Then confetti-scattered around the tree and all over the basement floor was a minefield of broken glass and ceramic tangled up with a set of random objects. And when I say random, I mean random. There was an unfurled Somali flag (the blue one with a single star in the center), some packaged drinks and condiments branded with all sorts of different languages (I could only make out Gaelic and Chinese or Japanese, I couldn't quite tell), a broken dome-shaped security camera, an otoscope (the thing the doc uses to check your ears), Hot Wheels cars (okay that one isn't so strange), and the list goes on.
At that moment, I wasn't freaked out or disgusted. I was more or less just confused. I started walking through the rubble, trying to avoid the sharp fragments but pretty confident that my steel toed boots would crush most the pieces anyway, when I heard a clink just up ahead. I was able to spot the coin in time, just before it jingled to a halt atop an old Life magazine. I picked it up and noted right away its oval shape and bronze color—clearly not American made. I tried reading it, but not only was the language not English, it appeared to be so old that most of the lettering had been filed down. I looked up at the ceiling to see if it dropped from a shelf, but there was nothing that could have been holding the coin. I considered for a moment, looking around at the other junk, and had the crazy idea that maybe all this stuff just appeared here. I popped the coin in my pocket and headed back to the van when I stopped by the tree and realized something. It wasn't a birch tree—it was a palm tree. I just didn't realize because of how ashy and decayed the bark was.
Now at this point you might think I've been acting a little nonchalant for such a strange occurrence, and I don't blame you, but if you're gonna stick around with me that's just something you're gonna have to get used to. I guess I was just born with a screw loose, but I really don't scare easily, and I tend to look at everything pragmatically. If you dig deep enough, you'll always find another plausible explanation. That being said, I do want to get to the part about Area X, so let me give you the rundown on what I learned about this basement.
I ended up trekking back to the van and picking up my gear. I was no longer running the routine inspection, obviously, but I figured I might as well throw 30 thousand dollars of scanning equipment at whatever the fuck anamoly existed in that basement. Most of it came back negative. There was a bit higher-than-usual EM interference as picked up on the voltmeters, but nothing that screamed danger close. Still, it was enough for me to set up my volt testers and IR camera while muddling through the rest of the junk. I won't bore you with another list of items, but I did find one thing of value: a diamond necklace. And not just any diamond necklace, it was one of those Queen-wearing, multi-row, big-jeweled necklaces like out of some Historical Fiction movie from the thirties. I almost didn't pocket it because I'm used to expensive items being owned by someone… someone who might want it back. But I figured if there was ever a place the finder's keeper's rule applied, it was probably in this Quantum graveyard.
7 O'clock rolled around and I hadn't eaten. I'm a pretty bulky guy, carrying my share of both muscle and fat, and most people think that means I need to eat a ton but that's really not the case. Mostly I just get dehydrated easily, especially in the summer. That said, I was bordering on famished territory and considered heading out for a bite when I heard another sound. The first thing I did was check my scanners, and sure enough the voltage needle was fully spun to the right side of the dial. EM interference. Then I went to see what had dropped. I was able to pick the object out pretty quickly since I had spent the last 6 hours staring at the mosaic of a basement floor. It was a silver briefcase, like one of those out of a crime novel, and it was cracked open.
I had this sense then that I was standing at a precipice, and if I opened the briefcase and looked inside, I wouldn't be able to stop whatever would come afterwards. Part of me deep down knew that I was just that type of guy that had to know, and maybe this was my Hamlet moment where it would be a trait gone a step too far. But then again I didn't really believe in any of that sentimental bullshit, so I opened the briefcase.
The gun surprised me a little, but not as much as the piece of paper laid atop a case file reading in large black font, "FIND ME". I expected the envelope to have some missing person file in it, but instead there were all these schematics and blueprints for some kind of device. Whatever it was, it was pretty massive. Some of the lengths were hundreds of meters long. And what's more strange is based on the blueprint's locale, it appeared to be underground. I looked back through the pages a couple times, then checked the note—nothing strange there. The gun appeared to be a simple glock. I was no gun expert, but I had been to the range pretty regularly with my construction buddies, so I got used to the feel of a pistol and rifle and some of the different names; however, I realized pretty quickly it wasn't your standard glock when I couldn't find mag-release. That's when I noticed how light the gun felt. I tried to chamber a round, but again, there was no hammer. What the hell kind of gun was this?
I ended up throwing everything back in the briefcase, including the necklace, coin, and a few Koozies I found that were branded with one of my favorite sports teams (never let an opportunity go to waste). I put up all my shit back in the van and spun over to a local burger joint, got my fill, and went home. I made sure to draft an email to the prospective buyers, telling them the house had several patches of black mold and a bit of a rat problem before drifting off to sleep. Although I really didn't do much of that.
When I woke up, I took a cold shower and downed a can of Reign, then commuted to my gym and got a lift and some sauna time in before making the trip back to the house. I brought some extra supplies with me for some experiments I cooked up while not sleeping the previous night.
First, I had two camcorders set up on a couple tripods in either corner of the basement. I wanted clear footage of these mystery objects spawning in. Then I set up a voltmeter in a similar fashion, but I had a wire extending out of it on a circuit which fed to an alarm that would blare when the reading was over 250 volts. Upstairs, I rearranged some of the furniture so that the small number of tables, chairs, clock, cabinets, and other little pillows or vases I could find were scattered across the living room, dining room, and kitchen. Then I pulled up a lawn chair to the front porch window and waited.
I didn't have to wait long though. In about a minute, I started to notice some of the objects moving. It was strange. When a few of them would shift simultaneously, it was like looking at a holographic card that would change shape depending on where your eyes were in relation to the image. Every time I saw a shift, I felt an awkward feeling in my eyes. They went blurry for a fraction of a second, then there was a twinge of pain, as if my brain couldn't handle the contradictory stimulus. It didn't get more crazy than that though—until the alarm went off.
I had cracked open the small rectangular window in the basement to the side of the house so I would hear it. It took four hours and several strange stares from passersby walking their dogs before it rang, so I was a bit lost in my thoughts, but when I heard the beep I perked up fast. It lasted for maybe 5 seconds total, but what I saw was truly miraculous. The best way I can describe it is a pool of silver or gray or translucent light emerging in the foreground between me and the objects in the different rooms. A series of twisting tentacles sprouted from the gray octopus-like head and spun in a way that reminded me of that little kids ride at the amusement parks. Then the objects started to "heat up" is the way I describe it. Their position became relative, meaning they were here one second, there another, then they popped out of existence entirely. Suddenly the rooms were all empty, then they were full of things I had never seen before. Then five seconds passed and the octopus vanished and it was back to the same old objects in their usual places.
It took a few minutes to process what I saw, and even then I wasn't sure I really saw it. I went inside and looked around at my distribution of the house's furnishings. They were all there, intact. Then I went downstairs to check the cams. I rewinded a couple minutes and played it back, but there was no flying object to be found. Instead, there was some gray static that lasted half a second and then the object, a kid's treasure chest toy, was there on the ground. But you want to know the really strange part? I rewinded the tape again, and when I watched the footage back, the treasure chest was always there.
I later came to understand that these poppings in-and-out of our reality are only conceivable to a conscious mind that can track the interference patterns—not rote computational instruments. In fact, even most people can't do it (although everyone has at least a slight awareness of it, even if only subconsciously). Plus, locations like the basement of this house are very rare and kept under tight lock. That became obvious to me two days later when, after my normal morning routine, I pulled up to a driveway and curbside filled with unmarked government vehicles. Either bravely or stupidly, I pulled up to a few officers (they were wearing suits in 85 degree weather, so I assumed…) who were idling by the large fence of crime scene tape and asked them what the score was.
"There was a crime," said the short man with a unibrow.
"Oh, is that right? Damn shame. Someone break in? I have a niece who lives nearby, so…"
The man looked at his two compatriots, both of whom were wearing sunglasses and a "get this civilian fuck out of here" expressions. "Oh, yeah," he started in a reassuring tone that was so condescending it would have annoyed anyone except me, "we found a body. We think it was a homicide. Best to keep your kids away from here for a while."
I thumbed the stubble on my chin, my other hand outstretched on the wheel, and considered moving on, but my mouth had other ideas. "That right? But uh, isn't this house vacant? I mean, I don't remember no one living in it."
The short man, now tall with temper, said, "Yeah, some squatters. We think there was a dispute over some drug money. Nothing for you to worry about though, we got it under control. Now if you wouldn't mind moving along, we have a lot of work to do."
Oh, I'm sure you do, I thought, but only said, "Of course, sir, sorry for keeping you from your job." Then I rolled up the window and cruised on, keeping my eyes on the house which slowly diminished in the side-view mirror.
Luckily I had been smart enough to break down my camp and lug home all my equipment each night, so I didn't leave anything incriminating. I didn't move the furniture back, so maybe that would come back to haunt me, but considering the kind of shit going down in that house, I didn't think they would notice.
For any of you wondering about the conclusion of the house story, I went back a couple weeks later after the suits had left and the tape was taken down and confirmed that not only was the basement entirely cleaned out, but it was no longer exhibiting any strange properties. I looked for a story related to the house, maybe a made up murder of some kind, but there was nothing. That bastard lied to me and didn't even bother to cover his story up.
Now, in the aftermath of an event such as this, I really only had one of two options. I could forget it, move on, continue living life. The necklace was surely worth a fortune. I could sell it and have enough to retire, or at least hire enough people and expand my business large enough to retire within ten or so years. Or I could take all that money and invest it in my own PI business with only a single objective: finding out what those people knew, and why they were hiding it.
I think you know me well enough by now to guess which line of reasoning appealed more to me.
***
For the sake of brevity, I'm going to omit most of my encounters along the journey to discovering Area X. There's a lot to tell, and if it appeals to you perhaps I'd be willing to share at a later date, but for now I want to get this part of the story, the more proximal part, out in the open.
Three years ago, I discovered the source of what I'll call "The Receiver". This is the device that was schematized in the documents that I found in the briefcase. What it does is a complex answer, and how it does it is pretty much all speculation, but here's what I've been able to find out: this universe we live in is a node in a network of many other spaces. These spaces exist in higher dimensions that we cannot directly perceive, but using a conceivable analogy, just think about a flower with petals. The petals are these other dimensions which bleed into our world, which is at the center. However, it's not that pretty. We see the physical world through the lens of spacetime: sizes, speeds, etc. These other dimensions don't necessarily have space or time. In fact, what actually exists there, I couldn't say. The only data I have on them is from two sources: correspondence information and server data from the secret agency (which I'll call "the Organization") that keeps this under wraps, and first-hand experience with realms from these other entities, either directly (I experience it) or through the eyes of someone else with the same or greater abilities than I possess.
I referred to these people with abilities earlier as "Antennas", and I will continue to use the term. Antennas really come in three flavors, marked by the strength of their ability: weak Antennas, like me, are able to observe spontaneous interactions between our universe and other dimensions (phase shifts) when there is a strong force of collision like existed in the basement; moderate Antennas may see phase shifts occur at any point, and they usually are able to retain memories from across the different transformations; strong Antennas, and I don't know if they exist yet, but they are able to consciously interact with these other realms and cause phase shifts to occur.
I mentioned that moderate Antennas are able to retain memories from before and after a phase shift. Technically, all Antennas have this ability, but it's about degree. I can recall only very specific instances and without much detail. Moderates are usually able to pick out much more nuanced minutiae. At the lower end of moderate scale, most of those details fade or get fuzzy over time, but for the very strong Antennas, they hold onto almost everything. One other property that scales with strength is interaction with other conscious entities. Only a small percentage of moderates are able to do this. What's interesting is that these entities can possess (yes, like ghosts) people who aren't even antennas, but no one is aware of such possession at this deep of a level. I have several companions now, and only two have had interactions with these otherworldly beings. Not all of them are malevolent, some of them are whimsical or kind, but there are a fair share of demons out there.
Getting back to the point, Area X started as a government funded project in the 70's. At that time, they were focused on a few subjects: Artificial Intelligence, DNA sequencing, and psychedelics. Yes, they were part of the infamous LSD experiments. But they looked at these subjects through a common lens—there was something that the burgeoning tech industry, fueled by the advent of a commercial computer market, was missing. As the tech giants rose in the early 2000's and began to collect mass amounts of data, this other agency was decades ahead in a different metric, although it was completely (and still is) hidden from the public. Their efforts to understand psychedelic experiences led to a formalized method of understanding interactions between multiple realities. They built certain scanning equipment to detect anomalies like the one I found in the basement; although their tools were much more sophisticated and didn't utilize voltage readings. Then they ran tests in these areas. One area in particular is a hot-bed of phase shift interactions. That's where Area X is located (and the Receiver).
The Receiver is a giant electromagnetic orb that has trapped the kind of multi-dimensional energy that causes the phase shifts; since the Organization seized control of the lab, it's effectively become a map of the Earth in relation to these other worlds. For the past twenty or so years, the Organization has been studying this map, using the data big Tech companies have collected to essentially develop a Rosetta Stone for interpreting the meaning of the fluctuations in their scanning equipment. Recently, the public, though going the long way round, was actually pretty close to a breakthrough in this same department until recently when ultra-powerful LLMs surfaced, and the whole world began going down what I'd argue is the wrong rabbit hole of language processing. But I digress.
Area X is essentially a private military base built for defending the most impactful piece of technology ever invented. With the Receiver, the Organization now has the power to essentially predict any and all future outcomes, the only thing holding them back is the limitations of their own scanning equipment which will get better with time. To put it into perspective, the Organization has access to a kind of data allocation tool which in one day can produce over ten thousand times that the Big Data companies combined would be able to filter through in the next decade. You might think, then, that the problem is merely asymmetric power, and that is certainly a concern, but it isn't the main concern. The main issue is that this organization is actively recruiting (and kidnapping) Antennas from around the world in an effort to find or make one of them into a strong Antenna. In other words, they want a subject who is able not only to see the future, but to manipulate it at will.
balance to the world. I've been working on amassing resources, capital, and building my own team, and now I'm ready. You might ask why I'm posting this here. Wouldn't it be better to keep all this secret? Well, yes, it would be. But that's the problem. Nothing is secret anymore. They know about me and the others, and if I don't make a move, they will. In a way, this is a letter directly to the organization that I know, and I'm coming.
In a different way, I wanted to release this information to the public. There are lots of people out there waking up and realizing that the world they experience is not the one others experience. If you think you might be an Antenna, don't be afraid—you have a special gift that can be controlled. If you want more details on how to control it, or if you're interested in my mission, don't be afraid to reach out. This hasn't always been my life's work, but it is now.
At least until I die.
2024.05.16 23:10 Artistic-Buy1062 [FNV] I keep getting random crashes and don't know what to do
As the title says, I keep getting random crashes with "Exception C0000005 caught!" in the crashlog. I tried uninstalling NVHR and it solved the problem for a while, I already downloaded the last JIP beta in the xNVSE discord but it keeps happening and it appears to be random, because sometimes I can play like for an hour or longer but other times it crashes after five minutes or so, the last one happened fifteen minutes after I opened the game. Here is my loadorder:
+Character Kit Remake - Teeth
+Uncut Wasteland Extra Collection CKR Patch
+Uncut Wasteland CKR Patch
+Sweet Pain DC CKR Patch
+TTW A World of Pain for Fallout 3 CKR patch
+Transporters - Immersive Fast Travel CKR Patch
+The Living Desert CKR patch
+Sweet Pain NV CKR Patch
+AWOPR CKR Patch
+MoreMojave CKR Patch
+FPGE CKR Patch
+Character Kit Remake TTW Facegen
+Character Kit Remake
+JIP_LN_NVSE_Plugin
+Wasteland Eyes - Mutant Eyes Lite
+Mutant Eyes
+Female eyes clipping FIX
+Shotgun Buffs
+Dynamic Terrifying Presence NVSE
+NV Collectibles - Merged
+Dead Money - Elijah's Rambling Last Words
+Pre-War Money Retexture
+Natural eyes by zzjay
+Hair Patcher Two ESPLess
+Simple Hairs - New Vegas
+S6S Perks Patches
+S6S Perks and Tammer Weapon Pack Compatiblity Patch
+dree74 More Perks Upscaled (and Regular-ified Art pack)
+More Perks Reimagined
+S6S Big Guns Implementation
+TTW Extra Special Love Tester
+(Unbalanced - Overpowered) Sweet Perk Overhaul
+FO4-style SPECIAL plus Infinite Intense Training - ESPless
+NV Compatibility Skeleton
+Diagonal movement
+TTW LOD
+TTW Ain't That A Scar In The Head
+TTW Pitt Rot
+I Found Those Who Care - New Ending for Veronica (TTW)
+A Tiny Perk Styled Pack (an add on for JIP - CCC)
+JIP CCC Perk Styled Collection
+Perk Style CCC Icons Modded Companions
+Perk Styled CCC Icons
+Marcus Patch
+Ulysses Patch
+Benny Returns Patch
+Melissa Patch
+DLC Companions AIO Patch
+Ties That Bind - Dad Expansion
+Ties That Bind Patch
+No Companion Limit
+ED-E Both Perks
+CFEE - A Complete Companion Overhaul
+Marcus Companion
+Ulysses Companion Mod
+Benny Returns
+Melissa Lewis Companion
+DLC Companions - All-In-One
+Ties that Bind - TTW Conversion
+Ties that Bind - a narrative companion mod
+A Tribe of Two
+Armed to the Teeth - Redux
+STARS TOTNW Patch
+PAVE TOTNW PatchTitans of Steel Version
+Tesla Armor Mods x consistent pip-boy icons - Classic Tesla Armor Icons
+TTW Goodies
+Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Dynamicon
+Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Stats (and Some Perks)
+Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Reputation
+Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Addendumb
+Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Vault Girl Extension
+Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Extension
+Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - DLC's Items
+Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Apparel
+Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Weapons
+Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Items
+3. CPI - Mod Patches
+1. Consistent Pip-boy Icons
+Map Marker Icons
+Pop-Up Message Icons
+Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Framework Plugin
+PipBoyOn Node Fixes
+STARS TTW - Sweet's Total Armor Rework System
+Classic Lightweight Leather Armor Replacer
+Classic Leather Armor Replacer for Leather Armor
+Salvaged Armor
+Modern Gunslinger Armor
+Bone Harvester - Tribal Cannibal
+Wasteland Stealth Armor NV
+The Road Warrior Armor
+Psycho Armor and Mask
+Metal Armor MkI
+WW2 M1 Helmets
+AKIRAMORI Tactical Gloves
+Altyn Helmet - Retro Tactical Headgear
+Wasteland Seeker Armor
+Geonox Riot Armor - Female Version -
+Geonox Riot Armor
+KORs Pistol Harness
+Fallout Tactics Brotherhood Metal Armor Integration
+Classic Tesla Armor
+Mercenary Wanderer
+Searchlight Firefighter Outfit
+Fallout Revelation Blues Mega Armor Pack
+Fallout The Odyssey Mega Armor Pack
+Arsthetiu's Armoire - A Nif-Bashed Armour Collection
+Classic Fallout Tesla armor
+DVA - Distributed Variety Armors - Hats Headgears Accessories
+Petal Gasmask
+Canvas Backpacks - FNV - TTW
+Waster Gear - TTW - FNV
+The Lone Wanderer - TTW and NV
+NCR Commando
+GP-5 Gasmask
+Courier Duster Replacer
+Ballistic Skull Mask
+Tribal Power Helmet - Definitive Edition
+Classic Combat Armor Replacer Combined (TTW)
+Classic Replacers for TTW
+Classic Combat Armor Replacer Redux
+Classic Fallout 2 combat armor Mark 2 (remastered)
+Classic Fallout 2 Metal armor Mk II
+Classic Fallout Metal Armor
+Veronica Outfit Replacer
+Unique Troublemaker Outfit-Nightstalker Set
+DogTooth Enclave Officer
+The BLACKJACK pack - Tons of armors for VANILLA bodys
+Power Armor Visual Enhancement (PAVE)
+Deus Specs
+Spice of Life
+Tammer's NIF-Bashed Armor Mega-Pack v4.2
+Book of Steel - Compatibility Edition
+nov 2011 book of steel
+Wasteland Soldier Redux NV
+Wasteland Soldier - NV Edition
+No PipBoy in Power Armor
+Simple Headshots
+SIDE - Simple Items Distributed Everywhere
+Immersive Recoil NPC
+Simple Explosive Entry Tweaks
+Simple Explosive Entry
+Immersive Sleeping Encounters
+Forced Entry
+Sweet Keywords
+Camping - ESPless
+Bottle the Water
+Unmissable Casino Rewards
+TTW Collectibles - Merged
+SMAC - Simple Melee Attack Canceling
+Simply Less Junk. esp-less
+Purchase Items on Display (xNVSE)
+Point Lookout Doctors TTW
+Movable Statics replaced with Lootable versions - ESPless
+Lootable Statics Compatibility Edition - Base Object Swapper
+Base Object Swapper
+Hardcore Forever
+Cookable Grenades
+Benny Fighting Chance
+B42 Quickthrow Perks
+B42 Quickthrow - an alternative grenade hotkey mod
+B42 Optics TTW Patches
+B42 Optics NV Patches
+Tactapack - B42 Optics Patch
+Classic Fallout Weapons Remastered B42 Optics Patch
+Another Millenia and Addon - B42 Optics Patch
+B42 Optics - ESPless
+Desert Natural Weathers - NV - TTW
+Climate Control - 3D Rain
+Climate Control - Rain
+3D Rain
+Interior Rain - TTW
+Interior Rain
+Longer Weather Transitions ESPless
+Natural Interiors
+Atmospheric Lighting Tweaks (Interior Lighting for FNV and TTW)
+Iron Sights Aligned - Mod Support
+Iron Sights Aligned
+Wasteland Warrior - A Melee Animation Overhaul
+Butcher Pete Complete - A Melee Animation Overhaul
+New Vegas Animation Overhaul Guns
+Anniversary Anim Pack
+B42 Weapon Inertia
+ISControl
+3rd Person Animation Fixpack
+VNV - LOD Patches
+LOD additions and improvements - TTW Patch
+Wasted LOD - Cliffs of DC
+LODIFY FNV Wall_SoGB Editon
+LODIFY - Level of detail improvement for your Fallout (TTW And NV Lods)
+Different LOD mods little tweaks and additions
+Wasted LOD - Cliffs of Mojave
+More LODs Additions and fixes
+TCM's LOD Overhaul
+Optional Overpasses
+FNV LOD Supplementation
+LOD additions and improvements
+Much Needed LOD fixed rocks color
+Much Needed LOD
+LOD Fixes and Improvements - NVSE
+Impostors and LOD Flicker Fix
+Mobile Pip-Boy Light - NVSE
+Mainframes Litter Flickering Fix
+Fallout 3 TTW Interior Optimization Project
+ExRB - Extended Roombounds
+Items Transformed - Enhanced Meshes (ITEM)
+Meshes and Collision - Totally Enhanced Nifs (MAC-TEN)
+New Vegas Mesh Improvement Mod - NVMIM
+Collision Meshes FNV
+Collision Meshes FO3
+TTW Ultimate Invisible Wall Remover
+Improved AI (Navmesh Overhaul Mod)
+Sweet Healing Systems
+Sweet Consumables
+ySI - Sorting Icons - S6S Aid Addon patch
+Aid Addon
+New Blood
+More Rads No Irradiated Lonesome Road
+RAD - Radiation (is) Actually Dangerous - Overhaul
+Unfound Loot - Harder core settings ini
+Unfound Loot
+Harder Barter Faster Stronger
+TOTNW One Hand Animations For Another Millenia plus Addon
+Titans of The New West
+Tactapack
+ZL Armaments Remastered
+KNVSE Animation Mega Patch for Tammer's Weapons
+Tammer's NIF-Bashed Weapons Mega-Pack v6.0
+SDS CFWR Patch
+Classic Fallout Weapons Remastered
+Another Millenia Gun Add-on
+Another Millenia - TTW Unique Placements
+Another Millenia
+DIEO - AWOPFO3 Patch
+DIEO - Tale of Bi Wastelands Patch
+TTW (D.I.E.O.) Dialogue and Interactions Expansion Overhaul
+GRA Unique Weapons Relocated - TTW Patch
+GRA Unique Weapons Relocated
+TTW The Regulators
+TTW A Trail of Crumbs
+Functional Post Game Ending - Uncut Wasteland And Extra Collection Patch
+Uncut Extra Collection
+Uncut Wasteland
+MoreMojave - FPGE Patch
+MoreMojave Terrain LOD
+MoreMojave
+Sweet Pain TTW
+Sweet Pain NV
+A World of (Less) Pain - A Lore Friendly AWOP Revision
+Sweet Pain DC
+TTW A World of Pain for Fallout 3
+The Living Desert Leveled List Overhaul
+The Living Desert - Travelers Patrols Consequences Increased Population and more
+Functional Post Game Ending
+B42 True Leaning - Custom INI
+B42 True Leaning - Contextual - ESPless
+Immersive Minigames
+Vegas Elysium Perk Pack
+Levelup Traits
+Friends With Benefits Perk Pack
+Sweet 6 Shooter Perks - TTW - NV
+Sweet Perk Overhaul
+NPCs Sprint kNVSE - ESPless
+Enhanced Movement INI
+Enhanced Movement
+Supplemental Ammo Crafting
+Sweet Dynamic Detection System
+Simple AI Merge
+Sweet's Configuration
+Weapon Jamming Tweaks - ESPless
+Reload Reloaded
+Immersive Recoil 2.0
+B42 FireMode - Selective Fire and First Shot Precision - ESPless
+Weapon Requirements System
+Real Weapon Mods 2 Rebalanced
+Real Weapon Mods 2
+Armor Damage Overhaul - Custom INI
+ADO - Armor Damage Overhaul
+Better Damage Multipliers
+Crippled Limb Reaction Enforcer
+Transporters - Fast Travel Alternative
+TTW Transportalponder Extended
+Home and Safehouse Tweaks INI File
+Home and Safehouse Tweaks
+JIP CCC HD icons
+JIP Companions Command and Control
+JAM - Custom INI
+Bullet Time Improved - a JAM addon
+Clean Just Assorted Mods (JAM)
+JAM - Just Assorted Mods
+Nail Gun Semi Auto Rework
+BHYSYS Custom INI
+(Benny Humbles You) and Steals Your Stuff
+Delay DLC Redux
+TTW - Mothership Zeta Rewards
+Charisma Tweaks (NVSE)
+Tale of Bi Wastelands TTW Patches for TTW Reputations and TTW New Vegas Speech Checks
+Tale of Bi Wastelands TTW
+TTW New Vegas Speech Checks - TTW Reputations Patch
+TTW New Vegas Speech Checks
+TTW Reputations
+TTW Merchant Supply Expansion
+Hardcore Perk Every Level
+Casino Exchange All
+Better Caravan
+Root 'n Loot TTW
+Tweaks for TTW Custom INI
+Tweaks for TTW
+ESP-less Tutorial Killer
+Simple Night Vision
+Radiation Visuals
+Drowning Visuals - ESPless
+Quick Select - A Zelda BOTW Style Quick Menu
+3D Grenade Indicator
+Item Cards Custom INI
+Item Cards
+Instant and Faster Pipboy (No Stutter)
+Pip-Boy UI Tweaks
+High Res Local Maps
+Simple Maps - TTW
+Clean Companion Wheel
+Vault Boy Paper Doll
+High Resolution Screens
+Vanilla Fonts Revisited
+MAPMO WSG Preset
+Extras - Stewie's Tweaks Sorting Icons Replacer
+Extras - Hi-Res Logos
+MAPMO - Main and Pause Menus Overhaul
+Recent Loot Log - ESPless
+B42 Notify - Corner Messages Overhaul - ESPless
+Clean Vanilla Hud
+Alternate Holographic Panel - No PipBoy in Power Armor
+Simple Power Armor HUD
+FOV Slider
+ySI Vanilla MiscQuest Items Patch
+ySI Sorting - Extended NV-TTW
+Sleep Wait Hardcore Needs
+Radiation Loadwheel
+Scum's Considerably Cute Corner Load Wheel
+Main Menu Redone - TTW
+ySI - Pick Up Prompts
+ySI - Colorful Icons Fix
+Colorful Inventory Ycons
+ySI - Sorting Ycons
+yUI - User Ynterface
+Vanilla UI Plus (New Vegas)
+The Mod Configuration Menu
+Vanilla Animations Weapon Scale Fix
+TTW Combat Shotgun HQ Reload Sounds
+TTW 32 Pistol Projectile Clipping Fix
+Tranquility Lane Pipboy Glove and Custom Race Fix
+Ranger Combat Helmets Clipping Fix
+NPCa - NPC Prevention of Chem addiction - ESPless
+MZ Holding Cells Fog Clip Distance Fix
+Money Fixer - ESPless
+Melee VATS Animation Restoration
+Laser Pistol 3rd Person Latch animation fix
+Gun Runners Kiosk Glass Fix
+Gauss Impact Fix - ESPless
+Freeside Neon Sign Fix
+Female Pipboy Aligned
+Viewmodel Shading Fix - NVSE
+MoonlightNVSE
+zlib Updated - NVSE
+Weapon Mod Description Fix (TTW)
+Viewmodel Shake Fix - NVSE
+Vent Lighting Fix
+Swimming Creatures Fix - ESPless
+Smooth True Iron Sights Camera
+Pip-Boy Shading Fix NVSE
+Muzzle Flash Light Fix - NVSE
+Mostly Fixed FaceGen Tints (NV or TTW)
+JIP Localized Damage Fix
+Improved Lighting Shaders
+High Resolution Water Fog - Water Aliasing Fix
+High Resolution Bloom NVSE
+Fog-based Object Culling
+Fallout Alpha Rendering Tweaks - NVSE
+External Emittance Fix - NVSE
+Equip and Movement Speed Fix - ESPless
+Depth of Field Fix - NVSE
+Consistent Spread - Firearms Accuracy and Wobble Fix
+Aqua Performa - Strip Performance Fix
+Cloud Upgrade NVSE
+Climate Control NVSE
+SUP NVSE
+AnhNVSE
+KEYWORDS
+UIO - User Interface Organizer
+ShowOff xNVSE Plugin
+Basic Console Autocomplete
+Console Paste Support
+Improved Console (NVSE)
+kNVSE Animation Plugin
+FNV Mod Limit Fix
+ActorCause Save Bloat Fix
+VATS Lag Fix
+Combat Lag Fix (NVSE)
+lStewieAl's Engine Optimizations
+Stewie Tweaks Custom INI
+Stewie Tweaks Essentials INI
+lStewieAl's Tweaks and Engine Fixes
+NVTF - INI Presets
+NVTF - New Vegas Tick Fix
+Yvile's Crash Logger
+JohnnyGuitar NVSE - INI Presets
+JohnnyGuitar NVSE
+JIP LN Custom INI
+JIP LN NVSE Plugin
+ROOGNVSE Plugin
+Tales of Two Wastelands
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2024.05.16 23:08 _chione_ My mother and sister see me as the root of all problems
I (f22) am a student and still live at home with my parents and sister (f20). I get along good with my dad, thats why I don't really mention it. However, I don't get along with my mother and sister at all and they make me the scape goat for all our problems and I need to vent. Sorry, if this is the wrong place for this.
I feel like i'm going crazy. I felt like this since I can remember actually. If someone would ask me to describe myself, I'd say I'm a good person. I help people, I do volunteer work, I am easy to get along with and I'm good at problem solving. I have fights with my friends but they're usually resolved fast and everyone included tries to do better next time. You know, communicating like adults with no hard feelings or resentment.
Yet my sister and mother would describe me the complete opposite way. And I can't tell anymore if I am really such a bad person and delusional about it or if they are gaslighting me and projecting their own problems on to me.
They say I'm arrogant and selfish, that I can't communicate and provoke them all the time. And my sister says I act like a princess and expect everyone to organize their lifes around me. My mother agrees. She likes my sister and acts like a mother towards her but she doesn't towards me. She sais she cant talk to me, but we don't talk at all unless I start a conversation. She doesnt care to fix our problems and ignores all attemps I make. She has this version of me in her head she refuses to let go off. I remember, when I was a pre-teen and acted like one, she used to say to my sister: please don't become like her. Infront of me. She elevated my sister above me with this behaviour.
My sister still holds on to this to this day. She acts like she can give me orders and is one of my parents instead of my younger sister. She yells at me when I dont act the way she likes (which is rather often since we are polar opposites and I don't see a single reason to follow literal orders from her). For example: when she want's to sleep and I happen to listen to music, I get yelled at for being too loud and selfish and I have to turn it off immediatly or else. But when I want to sleep and she listens to music, I have to deal with it because it can't be that she has to organize her life around me and i'm just being selfish.
Another example is, that she always takes my stuff. That makes me so so angry because she doesn't just take it, she makes a mess of my room and then denies that its mine and usually doesn't give it back. When I get angry, she lies about it and my mother tells me I am overreacting. I just have to give it to her to keep the peace.
However I once took a backpack without realizing it was hers and she ended up yelling at me (mind you, she didn't use it for at least 3 years) and my mother also told me how it is not okay that I took it without asking. I just can't win.
Or another thing is, that they tell me my tone of voice is agressive or my facial expression is wrong. Yeah, it happens, I am neurodivers. And they know it. But instead of being aware of it, they start to berate me and tell me how arrogant and agressive I am. And when I then change my tone of voice, it's still wrong because I don't mean it according to them.
And currently I am at home, because I can't work or study due to my severe depression. I have a doctors note and all i am literally not allowed to do it in addition to the fact that I don't have the energy for it. Still I have to hear how lazy I am and how I just expect my parents to pay for everything. FIY, I pay everything myself expect food and I don't pay my parents rent. My mothers logic is, that therefore all my money is technically hers and I shouldn't spend it on things I enjoy. This logic doesn't apply to my sister though.
Over the years, I've started to doubt myself. I wouldn't dare to describe myself as smart or good at my hobbies, just because I am afraid of coming off as arrogant. I would also never say out loud that I think I'm easy to get along with because it would feel like a lie. I know it's gaslighting and projection but I have to hear it everyday. And it's not like I don't know my bad habits or don't try to change them, I'd like to think I am very self aware. Its that they seem to see everything I do as a problem. My sister and mother both have told me that I am the reason our family is so disfunctional. I wish I had the money to move out and go no contact. But the worst part is, I still have those moments where I just want to talk to my mom. Just to realize, I don't have one. And then I watch her be a mom to my sister a second later.
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I feel like i'm going crazy. I felt like this since I can remember actually. If someone would ask me to describe myself, I'd say I'm a good person. I help people, I do volunteer work, I am easy to get along with and I'm good at problem solving. I have fights with my friends but they're usually resolved fast and everyone included tries to do better next time. You know, communicating like adults with no hard feelings or resentment.
Yet my sister and mother would describe me the complete opposite way. And I can't tell anymore if I am really such a bad person and delusional about it or if they are gaslighting me and projecting their own problems on to me.
They say I'm arrogant and selfish, that I can't communicate and provoke them all the time. And my sister says I act like a princess and expect everyone to organize their lifes around me. My mother agrees. She likes my sister and acts like a mother towards her but she doesn't towards me. She sais she cant talk to me, but we don't talk at all unless I start a conversation. She doesnt care to fix our problems and ignores all attemps I make. She has this version of me in her head she refuses to let go off. I remember, when I was a pre-teen and acted like one, she used to say to my sister: please don't become like her. Infront of me. She elevated my sister above me with this behaviour.
My sister still holds on to this to this day. She acts like she can give me orders and is one of my parents instead of my younger sister. She yells at me when I dont act the way she likes (which is rather often since we are polar opposites and I don't see a single reason to follow literal orders from her). For example: when she want's to sleep and I happen to listen to music, I get yelled at for being too loud and selfish and I have to turn it off immediatly or else. But when I want to sleep and she listens to music, I have to deal with it because it can't be that she has to organize her life around me and i'm just being selfish.
Another example is, that she always takes my stuff. That makes me so so angry because she doesn't just take it, she makes a mess of my room and then denies that its mine and usually doesn't give it back. When I get angry, she lies about it and my mother tells me I am overreacting. I just have to give it to her to keep the peace.
However I once took a backpack without realizing it was hers and she ended up yelling at me (mind you, she didn't use it for at least 3 years) and my mother also told me how it is not okay that I took it without asking. I just can't win.
Or another thing is, that they tell me my tone of voice is agressive or my facial expression is wrong. Yeah, it happens, I am neurodivers. And they know it. But instead of being aware of it, they start to berate me and tell me how arrogant and agressive I am. And when I then change my tone of voice, it's still wrong because I don't mean it according to them.
And currently I am at home, because I can't work or study due to my severe depression. I have a doctors note and all i am literally not allowed to do it in addition to the fact that I don't have the energy for it. Still I have to hear how lazy I am and how I just expect my parents to pay for everything. FIY, I pay everything myself expect food and I don't pay my parents rent. My mothers logic is, that therefore all my money is technically hers and I shouldn't spend it on things I enjoy. This logic doesn't apply to my sister though.
Over the years, I've started to doubt myself. I wouldn't dare to describe myself as smart or good at my hobbies, just because I am afraid of coming off as arrogant. I would also never say out loud that I think I'm easy to get along with because it would feel like a lie. I know it's gaslighting and projection but I have to hear it everyday. And it's not like I don't know my bad habits or don't try to change them, I'd like to think I am very self aware. Its that they seem to see everything I do as a problem. My sister and mother both have told me that I am the reason our family is so disfunctional. I wish I had the money to move out and go no contact. But the worst part is, I still have those moments where I just want to talk to my mom. Just to realize, I don't have one. And then I watch her be a mom to my sister a second later.
2024.05.16 22:27 yodogerik A Short Sweet Natsuki Fluff Story
I wake up, and the first thing I see is a familiar pink puff of hair lying next to me.
It’s been about a month since me and Natsuki started dating, but even now, I still get butterflies whenever I see her.
I look at the clock.
I’m up about 30 minutes before our alarm goes off.
Today is the first day back at school, so I’m sure she won’t be happy to be reminded that alarm clocks exist.
I decide to seize the opportunity and make a special breakfast for this special day.
I very slowly ease my way out of bed, as to not wake her, and I quietly tiptoe out the door and down the stairs, before finally relaxing.
I decide a good breakfast would be something with Natsuki’s style. Something sweet…
Some fluffy pancakes with whipped cream and strawberries.
Once I make sure I have all the ingredients, I get to work.
I’ve definitely gotten better at cooking ever since I just started hanging out with her.
Even so, she can still easily cook circles around me on all accounts, especially with baking.
Luckily, this is one of the fairly few recipes I know well enough to do justice.
Half an hour passes, and I hear the familiar beeping of the alarm from upstairs.
I’m not done with breakfast yet, though. Although I’m quite comfortable with this recipe, I’m still not fast.
Luckily, the strawberries are all cut up, and I’m not skilled enough to make whipped cream, so I just have a can from the store.
All that’s left is to cook the batter into pancakes.
A few minutes pass, and I hear light stomps come down the stairs.
I turn to see Natsuki in her pink shirt and her fuzzy pajama pants covered with cats, still rubbing the sleepy from her eyes as she makes it to the bottom step.
Natsuki: “Ugh. Why do alarm clocks exist?”
MC: “Good morning to you too, cupcake.”
She sleepily comes up behind me and hugs me from behind as I flip the pancakes, practically laying on me as if I’m a second bed.
Her arms only wrap around my stomach, because of the almost foot-and-a-half I have on her.
Although she’s tired now, I know she’s been looking forward to this for a while.
Mainly just to see the other club members again.
We’ve all gotten together a few times over the summer.
But by “a few times,” I mean twice.
After last year we’ve all gotten really close, and since Natsuki’s Dad is out of the picture, she’s gotten even closer than before.
She now considers us all her family.
Natsuki: “What are you makin’, MC?”
MC: “A special day should start with a special breakfast.”
She finally let’s go of me and walks around me to look at the counter.
As she does, her mood noticeably brightens, and her eyes fully open for the first time all morning.
Natsuki: “Ooooo!”
MC: “Give it a minute, I’m almost done. I’m still not nearly as fast as you.”
Natsuki: “Well, I wasn’t the pro I am today when I first started. You’ve actually gotten really good.”
MC: “Aww, thanks cupcake.”
I bend down and give her a quick kiss.
MC: “How about you take a quick shower, and this should be ready by the time you get out.”
Natsuki: “You read my mind.”
She starts heading upstairs, but turns around at the second step.
Natsuki: “Oh, and you remember how I like mine?”
MC: “Extra whipped cream, and a cat outline of strawberries?”
Natsuki: “You’re the best, MC. I love you!”
She jogs the rest of the way up the stairs.
I sigh and smile to myself as I finish up breakfast.
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It’s been about a month since me and Natsuki started dating, but even now, I still get butterflies whenever I see her.
I look at the clock.
I’m up about 30 minutes before our alarm goes off.
Today is the first day back at school, so I’m sure she won’t be happy to be reminded that alarm clocks exist.
I decide to seize the opportunity and make a special breakfast for this special day.
I very slowly ease my way out of bed, as to not wake her, and I quietly tiptoe out the door and down the stairs, before finally relaxing.
I decide a good breakfast would be something with Natsuki’s style. Something sweet…
Some fluffy pancakes with whipped cream and strawberries.
Once I make sure I have all the ingredients, I get to work.
I’ve definitely gotten better at cooking ever since I just started hanging out with her.
Even so, she can still easily cook circles around me on all accounts, especially with baking.
Luckily, this is one of the fairly few recipes I know well enough to do justice.
Half an hour passes, and I hear the familiar beeping of the alarm from upstairs.
I’m not done with breakfast yet, though. Although I’m quite comfortable with this recipe, I’m still not fast.
Luckily, the strawberries are all cut up, and I’m not skilled enough to make whipped cream, so I just have a can from the store.
All that’s left is to cook the batter into pancakes.
A few minutes pass, and I hear light stomps come down the stairs.
I turn to see Natsuki in her pink shirt and her fuzzy pajama pants covered with cats, still rubbing the sleepy from her eyes as she makes it to the bottom step.
Natsuki: “Ugh. Why do alarm clocks exist?”
MC: “Good morning to you too, cupcake.”
She sleepily comes up behind me and hugs me from behind as I flip the pancakes, practically laying on me as if I’m a second bed.
Her arms only wrap around my stomach, because of the almost foot-and-a-half I have on her.
Although she’s tired now, I know she’s been looking forward to this for a while.
Mainly just to see the other club members again.
We’ve all gotten together a few times over the summer.
But by “a few times,” I mean twice.
After last year we’ve all gotten really close, and since Natsuki’s Dad is out of the picture, she’s gotten even closer than before.
She now considers us all her family.
Natsuki: “What are you makin’, MC?”
MC: “A special day should start with a special breakfast.”
She finally let’s go of me and walks around me to look at the counter.
As she does, her mood noticeably brightens, and her eyes fully open for the first time all morning.
Natsuki: “Ooooo!”
MC: “Give it a minute, I’m almost done. I’m still not nearly as fast as you.”
Natsuki: “Well, I wasn’t the pro I am today when I first started. You’ve actually gotten really good.”
MC: “Aww, thanks cupcake.”
I bend down and give her a quick kiss.
MC: “How about you take a quick shower, and this should be ready by the time you get out.”
Natsuki: “You read my mind.”
She starts heading upstairs, but turns around at the second step.
Natsuki: “Oh, and you remember how I like mine?”
MC: “Extra whipped cream, and a cat outline of strawberries?”
Natsuki: “You’re the best, MC. I love you!”
She jogs the rest of the way up the stairs.
I sigh and smile to myself as I finish up breakfast.
2024.05.16 22:16 Illicitfoto Is there a cooler/freezer/fridge outside of atomic shop?
I missed buying this back then, is there any plans out there for one of these items to help preserve food? I believe there’s a fridge backpack mod but I’m looking for something in camp. And if there’s plans, where can i buy? Thanks
Also i already have grocer and good with salt
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Also i already have grocer and good with salt
2024.05.16 22:09 ligmata1nt Traveling light with a full lighting kit in a single Pelican 1535 Air
New job is gonna require me to shoot short form content (mostly instagram reels) completely solo, with a bit of travel. Don’t wanna check bags if I’m traveling by plane so I’m pretty set on getting a Pelican 1535. I have a backpack for all my camera and sound gear, along with a bit of clothing, that is small enough to be a personal item.
The content will all be indoors, single subject from the waist up in tight spaces. I want to keep things simple, fast, and relatively cheap. Everything being from Amaran/Aputure would also be ideal for ease of workflow.
Right now I’m thinking of getting an Amaran COB 60d or 60x as a key light with a light dome mini iii (would probably have to go diagonal in the case), and an Aputure MC pro with a bubble diffuser for a fill light. Would probably get a second MC, or a light tube for a hair light, lighting the background, close up product shots, etc. Would also have to get small enough stands to fit them in the case, but they would have to be sturdy enough to support the p60d with soft box (maybe Matthews MERF Mini). Like I said, I’ll be shooting in tight spaces so I won’t need a super tall stand.
No clue if all this is even possible in a single carry on bag. Curious if anyone else has experience building a kit out like this, or any recommendations/alternatives for this kind of setup.
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The content will all be indoors, single subject from the waist up in tight spaces. I want to keep things simple, fast, and relatively cheap. Everything being from Amaran/Aputure would also be ideal for ease of workflow.
Right now I’m thinking of getting an Amaran COB 60d or 60x as a key light with a light dome mini iii (would probably have to go diagonal in the case), and an Aputure MC pro with a bubble diffuser for a fill light. Would probably get a second MC, or a light tube for a hair light, lighting the background, close up product shots, etc. Would also have to get small enough stands to fit them in the case, but they would have to be sturdy enough to support the p60d with soft box (maybe Matthews MERF Mini). Like I said, I’ll be shooting in tight spaces so I won’t need a super tall stand.
No clue if all this is even possible in a single carry on bag. Curious if anyone else has experience building a kit out like this, or any recommendations/alternatives for this kind of setup.
2024.05.16 21:58 paindrome shay click tik tok
I have to make a quick plug for Shay Click’s tik tok account. I’m sure a lot of folks know about her, but I can’t risk people missing out! She posts these incredible grocery lists that have been sooo helpful for me. The best part is that she has ones under $60 with a lot of heat & eat meals. There’s zero guess work, she gives a full list, combines the options into meals, and posts the calories/protein for each. The meals are very good - definitely don’t feel like weight loss food.
She also posts videos making macro friendly copy cat recipes of fast food and macro friendly options at fast food restaurants. I don’t mind cooking or meal prep, but these have really really helped me continue losing 10lbs a month, even when work gets super busy or when depression hits.
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She also posts videos making macro friendly copy cat recipes of fast food and macro friendly options at fast food restaurants. I don’t mind cooking or meal prep, but these have really really helped me continue losing 10lbs a month, even when work gets super busy or when depression hits.
2024.05.16 21:07 Fit-Opportunity8285 I made a friend today
Hey all I'm new to the game. I was doing the Colossal Problem event and decided to loot some radioactive fauna on the way home and then I stashed my loot and logged off for the night.
Next day I realized I didn't grab anything besides 30ish flux and I'm missing half of the components and wouldn't be able to procure them on my own. I then decided to fast travel to high level players camp's and try to sell the raw flux to them.
First guy hopped servers. Second guy traded with me and then 5 minutes later asked me if I wanted stable flux or ultracite ammo. I said flux and told him whatever he's willing to part with. He then asked what kind of stable flux I wanted. I said anything you have and told him I didn't have any.
He traveled to my camp and dumped 50 of each stable flux, did a salute emoji, and then dipped. Coolest dude ever. I added him and he said he can craft anything that I'd ever need.
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Next day I realized I didn't grab anything besides 30ish flux and I'm missing half of the components and wouldn't be able to procure them on my own. I then decided to fast travel to high level players camp's and try to sell the raw flux to them.
First guy hopped servers. Second guy traded with me and then 5 minutes later asked me if I wanted stable flux or ultracite ammo. I said flux and told him whatever he's willing to part with. He then asked what kind of stable flux I wanted. I said anything you have and told him I didn't have any.
He traveled to my camp and dumped 50 of each stable flux, did a salute emoji, and then dipped. Coolest dude ever. I added him and he said he can craft anything that I'd ever need.
2024.05.16 21:00 CatCraftMC CatCraft [Vanilla][SMP]{1.20.4}{21+}{Whitelisted}{Discord}{Java}{Bluemap}
Welcome to CatCraft!
CatCraft is a smaller, adult only, community focused Minecraft server.
We started Season 1 on April 4, 2019. With the launch of 1.18, we began Season 2 in December 2021 to make the most of the new biomes. Our intention is a long term world, with a slow world border expansion as new 1.X updates are released. Currently, we're running 1.20.4, with a world border set at 15k in every direction. Our server is hosted in Ashburn, VA, on the eastern seaboard of the USA.
While we're a small-ish community (usually between 30 and 80 total active members), the admin staff is passionate about keeping the server going and providing as many quality of life options as possible. On top of having a Survival server, we also have a Creative server with world edit, as well as an Event server on standby for (a hopeful!) monthly UHC, community planned events, or the occasional ModPack. Bluemap runs on both Creative and Survival, as well as a discord Chat Bot.
Pictures Here!
Server Rules
submitted by CatCraftMC to MCVanillaServers [link] [comments]
CatCraft is a smaller, adult only, community focused Minecraft server.
We started Season 1 on April 4, 2019. With the launch of 1.18, we began Season 2 in December 2021 to make the most of the new biomes. Our intention is a long term world, with a slow world border expansion as new 1.X updates are released. Currently, we're running 1.20.4, with a world border set at 15k in every direction. Our server is hosted in Ashburn, VA, on the eastern seaboard of the USA.
While we're a small-ish community (usually between 30 and 80 total active members), the admin staff is passionate about keeping the server going and providing as many quality of life options as possible. On top of having a Survival server, we also have a Creative server with world edit, as well as an Event server on standby for (a hopeful!) monthly UHC, community planned events, or the occasional ModPack. Bluemap runs on both Creative and Survival, as well as a discord Chat Bot.
Pictures Here!
Server Rules
- Don't be a dick. I really think this kind of sums up all the rules, but I'll spell it out.
- Don't steal shit, dupe, or grief. See rule 1.
- We're a strict 21+ server. We are not child friendly. Swearing is fine, within reason. If that makes you uncomfortable, we are not the place for you.
- PVP is turned on. This is not an excuse to be an asshole and snipe people. Play fair, help the loser pick up their stuff, and return all the things. See rule 1.
- No hacking. No x-ray. No duping. No forcefield. Whatever might give you an unfair advantage.
- Pranking is fine, within reason. Don't destroy someone's shit, or cover it with TNT and call it a prank.
- In your application, please include your favorite breed of cat.
- Patch up creeper holes, fully chop down trees, and don't leave dirt towers around. We all have to live here, let's try to keep it pretty looking.
- Sign your stuff, keep the server easy to navigate.
- Don't kill withers in the over-world. Just don't. It never goes well. Under the end portal please.
- It's Fine.
- No Enderman Griefing
- End Dragon drops an elytra, egg, and head
- AFK Detection
- Custom Trapdoor, bark block, stair, and carpet recipes.
- Back to Blocks
- Renewable Coral
- Ice is uncraftable
- 4 brick blocks instead of one
- Mending and Infinity on bows
- And a nametag mob silencer
- Universal Dyeing
- CoordinatesHUD
- Armor Stand Book
- Custom Head Selling Villagers
- All mobs have a chance of dropping heads
- Custom PVE group boss and single player dungeons.
- Fast Leaf Decay
- Redstone and Terracotta Wrenches
- Villager Workstation Highlights
- PVP Head Drop
- Craftable Light Blocks
2024.05.16 21:00 CatCraftMC CatCraft [Vanilla][SMP]{1.20.4}{21+}{Whitelisted}{Discord}{Java}{Bluemap}
Welcome to CatCraft!
CatCraft is a smaller, adult only, community focused Minecraft server.
We started Season 1 on April 4, 2019. With the launch of 1.18, we began Season 2 in December 2021 to make the most of the new biomes. Our intention is a long term world, with a slow world border expansion as new 1.X updates are released. Currently, we're running 1.20.4, with a world border set at 15k in every direction. Our server is hosted in Ashburn, VA, on the eastern seaboard of the USA.
While we're a small-ish community (usually between 30 and 80 total active members), the admin staff is passionate about keeping the server going and providing as many quality of life options as possible. On top of having a Survival server, we also have a Creative server with world edit, as well as an Event server on standby for (a hopeful!) monthly UHC, community planned events, or the occasional ModPack. Bluemap runs on both Creative and Survival, as well as a discord Chat Bot.
Pictures Here!
Server Rules
submitted by CatCraftMC to mcservers [link] [comments]
CatCraft is a smaller, adult only, community focused Minecraft server.
We started Season 1 on April 4, 2019. With the launch of 1.18, we began Season 2 in December 2021 to make the most of the new biomes. Our intention is a long term world, with a slow world border expansion as new 1.X updates are released. Currently, we're running 1.20.4, with a world border set at 15k in every direction. Our server is hosted in Ashburn, VA, on the eastern seaboard of the USA.
While we're a small-ish community (usually between 30 and 80 total active members), the admin staff is passionate about keeping the server going and providing as many quality of life options as possible. On top of having a Survival server, we also have a Creative server with world edit, as well as an Event server on standby for (a hopeful!) monthly UHC, community planned events, or the occasional ModPack. Bluemap runs on both Creative and Survival, as well as a discord Chat Bot.
Pictures Here!
Server Rules
- Don't be a dick. I really think this kind of sums up all the rules, but I'll spell it out.
- Don't steal shit, dupe, or grief. See rule 1.
- We're a strict 21+ server. We are not child friendly. Swearing is fine, within reason. If that makes you uncomfortable, we are not the place for you.
- PVP is turned on. This is not an excuse to be an asshole and snipe people. Play fair, help the loser pick up their stuff, and return all the things. See rule 1.
- No hacking. No x-ray. No duping. No forcefield. Whatever might give you an unfair advantage.
- Pranking is fine, within reason. Don't destroy someone's shit, or cover it with TNT and call it a prank.
- In your application, please include your favorite breed of cat.
- Patch up creeper holes, fully chop down trees, and don't leave dirt towers around. We all have to live here, let's try to keep it pretty looking.
- Sign your stuff, keep the server easy to navigate.
- Don't kill withers in the over-world. Just don't. It never goes well. Under the end portal please.
- It's Fine.
- No Enderman Griefing
- End Dragon drops an elytra, egg, and head
- AFK Detection
- Custom Trapdoor, bark block, stair, and carpet recipes.
- Back to Blocks
- Renewable Coral
- Ice is uncraftable
- 4 brick blocks instead of one
- Mending and Infinity on bows
- And a nametag mob silencer
- Universal Dyeing
- CoordinatesHUD
- Armor Stand Book
- Custom Head Selling Villagers
- All mobs have a chance of dropping heads
- Custom PVE group boss and single player dungeons.
- Fast Leaf Decay
- Redstone and Terracotta Wrenches
- Villager Workstation Highlights
- PVP Head Drop
- Craftable Light Blocks
2024.05.16 20:56 _Heisenberg87 Having played vanilla survival now for around 100 hours I can safely say that I prefer Very Hard.
In a perfect world we could mix and max a few settings from each.
However, looking at the two difficult settings I believe very hard gets over the line for pure enjoyment.
On survival I thought the need to build up settlements would be a major plus but due to fast travel it actually made me scale back.
I could never just let a settlement defend itself (even with the ambush kit) as I felt the need to help.
Having to cook food and watch caps early on was also a plus but mid to late game it become irrelevant and just a chore.
Now enemy difficulty is the big one here.
By level 40 on survival it just didn’t matter what legendary I got. Enemies were so easy to take down and I didn’t even need power armour due to all the damage reduction perks I had.
On Very Hard though the combat became more engaging due to enemy health pools being huge. This meant I had to think before I went into a battle. Keeping armour in my inventory that had Mutant/human resistance just in case I stumbled onto a large camp was very immersive for me.
Lastly, the ability to fast travel was better vs the ability to not fast travel. I would have loved some sort of taxi service where you had to seek them out to get around.
Lastly, the breaking point for me was the save system. It wasn’t the fact that an enemy could kill me, it was me praying the game just wouldn’t crash.
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However, looking at the two difficult settings I believe very hard gets over the line for pure enjoyment.
On survival I thought the need to build up settlements would be a major plus but due to fast travel it actually made me scale back.
I could never just let a settlement defend itself (even with the ambush kit) as I felt the need to help.
Having to cook food and watch caps early on was also a plus but mid to late game it become irrelevant and just a chore.
Now enemy difficulty is the big one here.
By level 40 on survival it just didn’t matter what legendary I got. Enemies were so easy to take down and I didn’t even need power armour due to all the damage reduction perks I had.
On Very Hard though the combat became more engaging due to enemy health pools being huge. This meant I had to think before I went into a battle. Keeping armour in my inventory that had Mutant/human resistance just in case I stumbled onto a large camp was very immersive for me.
Lastly, the ability to fast travel was better vs the ability to not fast travel. I would have loved some sort of taxi service where you had to seek them out to get around.
Lastly, the breaking point for me was the save system. It wasn’t the fact that an enemy could kill me, it was me praying the game just wouldn’t crash.
2024.05.16 20:22 Due-Court-3646 Severe anxiety around developing schizophrenia
First time poster, long time anxious person. Venting/proudish of my journey/would love some support!
Throwaway account because super personal.
Bi polar runs on my dad's side of the family. My grandpa and 2 uncles are diagnosed. My dad's fine and my direct cousin is fine. My moms family has no history of any mental illness. My brother has no mental health issues.
My uncle recently passed. He was schizoaffective. Pretty sad life. When he passed everyone was relieved. He has been in a home since he was in his 30's (he died at 70). He's been on so many medications that he's not been lucid for over a decade. He didn't have one friend and didn't talk to anyone for 20 years. I've met him once. I have always been anxious that I'll become my uncle.
I'm 28f and starting law school in a month. I suffer from OCD and extreme anxiety. I overcame agoraphobia many years ago and experience derealization/depersonalization here and there due to panic attacks. I see a psychologist weekly and live a completely normal life for the most part.
I had a difficult childhood mentally. I started self harming and using drugs at 15. I was in and out of mental hospitals due to self harm and family punishments. My dad is a psychiatrist who typically put me in the hospital for breaking household rules. I will admit that I was a nightmare mentally. I struggled my freshman year of college and ended up dropping out at 17. I got off drugs at 18 I never looked back or used again. Moved around every so often and had a fantastic partner of 4 years. I became a long distance backpacker, made friends around the country, became a chef, transitioned to working with children with mental health issues, ended up rekindling my piano skills and ended up writing music and learning 5 other instruments. Unfortunately, when I was 21 I became agoraphobic. I had a patient randomly collapse and pass away while in my care. It was my first experience with death and I never coped with it (giving me panic attacks). I was unable to step out my door for 8 months or so and gained 90. My partner grew depressed and felt a purpose when I relied on him.
Fast forward to 5 years ago. I moved back home for about 6-10 months and made a complete recovery. Lost all the weight within the first 5 months, I am back to being incredibly physically healthy, working a full time job and had started school again.
I thought I would be dead or homeless when I was 16 and I saw no future for myself. I recently graduated summa cum laude and got accepted into great law schools with almost full tuition. Unfortunately, I've been grappling with a pretty horrible relationship for 3 years and officially cut things off 4 days ago which has been kinda hard.
This transition period has me stressed that I will develop schizophrenia and my life will be over. As excited and proud of myself as I am, it lingers in the back of my head that I'll lose it all and rely on a home to care for me for the rest of my life. My uncle was finishing a degree in accounting, getting engaged, and was a wonderful pianist before he lost it all (although my dad said he suffered from a young age and became much worse after smoking copious amounts of marijuana). My friends, family, and psych all say I'm fine and going through normal feelings but I feel it's more.
Sometimes I get depressed and don't want to get out of bed, although I feel great when I do. I have moments I am terrified I'll "go crazy" or something ridiculous. I have a good grasp on my emotions, which can make it worse haha. I am very outgoing, but I feel reclusive until I get out. I can become overwhelmed with many sounds and bright lights, although nobody notices. Sometimes I feel like things just "aren't right" and it makes me feel bad. I'm hope that's relatable.
My family has been supportive of law school and my dad's and I are about to head out to tour my second campus. My family is a HUGE stressor and the last trip was incredibly overwhelming for me so I'm anxious about this one.
I just really don't want to develop schizophrenia and end up like my uncle.
submitted by Due-Court-3646 to Anxiety [link] [comments]
Throwaway account because super personal.
Bi polar runs on my dad's side of the family. My grandpa and 2 uncles are diagnosed. My dad's fine and my direct cousin is fine. My moms family has no history of any mental illness. My brother has no mental health issues.
My uncle recently passed. He was schizoaffective. Pretty sad life. When he passed everyone was relieved. He has been in a home since he was in his 30's (he died at 70). He's been on so many medications that he's not been lucid for over a decade. He didn't have one friend and didn't talk to anyone for 20 years. I've met him once. I have always been anxious that I'll become my uncle.
I'm 28f and starting law school in a month. I suffer from OCD and extreme anxiety. I overcame agoraphobia many years ago and experience derealization/depersonalization here and there due to panic attacks. I see a psychologist weekly and live a completely normal life for the most part.
I had a difficult childhood mentally. I started self harming and using drugs at 15. I was in and out of mental hospitals due to self harm and family punishments. My dad is a psychiatrist who typically put me in the hospital for breaking household rules. I will admit that I was a nightmare mentally. I struggled my freshman year of college and ended up dropping out at 17. I got off drugs at 18 I never looked back or used again. Moved around every so often and had a fantastic partner of 4 years. I became a long distance backpacker, made friends around the country, became a chef, transitioned to working with children with mental health issues, ended up rekindling my piano skills and ended up writing music and learning 5 other instruments. Unfortunately, when I was 21 I became agoraphobic. I had a patient randomly collapse and pass away while in my care. It was my first experience with death and I never coped with it (giving me panic attacks). I was unable to step out my door for 8 months or so and gained 90. My partner grew depressed and felt a purpose when I relied on him.
Fast forward to 5 years ago. I moved back home for about 6-10 months and made a complete recovery. Lost all the weight within the first 5 months, I am back to being incredibly physically healthy, working a full time job and had started school again.
I thought I would be dead or homeless when I was 16 and I saw no future for myself. I recently graduated summa cum laude and got accepted into great law schools with almost full tuition. Unfortunately, I've been grappling with a pretty horrible relationship for 3 years and officially cut things off 4 days ago which has been kinda hard.
This transition period has me stressed that I will develop schizophrenia and my life will be over. As excited and proud of myself as I am, it lingers in the back of my head that I'll lose it all and rely on a home to care for me for the rest of my life. My uncle was finishing a degree in accounting, getting engaged, and was a wonderful pianist before he lost it all (although my dad said he suffered from a young age and became much worse after smoking copious amounts of marijuana). My friends, family, and psych all say I'm fine and going through normal feelings but I feel it's more.
Sometimes I get depressed and don't want to get out of bed, although I feel great when I do. I have moments I am terrified I'll "go crazy" or something ridiculous. I have a good grasp on my emotions, which can make it worse haha. I am very outgoing, but I feel reclusive until I get out. I can become overwhelmed with many sounds and bright lights, although nobody notices. Sometimes I feel like things just "aren't right" and it makes me feel bad. I'm hope that's relatable.
My family has been supportive of law school and my dad's and I are about to head out to tour my second campus. My family is a HUGE stressor and the last trip was incredibly overwhelming for me so I'm anxious about this one.
I just really don't want to develop schizophrenia and end up like my uncle.
2024.05.16 20:19 Alternative_River_86 Running with the Ultimate Direction All Mountain Pack
Has anyone done any long distance running with the Ultimate Direction All Mountain pack? I've read a few reviews that like it for climbing (what it was designed for) and skimo, but I'd hypothetically use it for a lot of multi-day running and camping trips, as well as long term overseas travel. I do have a 20L UD Fastpack I use for city commutes, bar hopping, bike adventures, but I need something bigger and I want something different for my epic trips/backcountry/international travel.
I don't really want the Fastpack 35L or 40L - aside from the terrible bright colors and obnoxious branding, they're pricier and flashier and I want to be able to move through cities and villages overseas discreetly. The All Mountain has the delightful benefit of not necessarily making you "look like" a backpacketourist, something that in my experience has been a huge advantage in certain parts of the world. And I don't think anyone takes a second gander at that off-gray color of the All Mountain. Finally, I do very much trust the UD brand, I've run and biked thousands of miles with the Fastpack, so I would love it if the All Mountain was runnable.
By runnable I mean I chiefly am wondering how is the bounce and chafing? I don't particularly care about the baubles of front pockets etc.
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I don't really want the Fastpack 35L or 40L - aside from the terrible bright colors and obnoxious branding, they're pricier and flashier and I want to be able to move through cities and villages overseas discreetly. The All Mountain has the delightful benefit of not necessarily making you "look like" a backpacketourist, something that in my experience has been a huge advantage in certain parts of the world. And I don't think anyone takes a second gander at that off-gray color of the All Mountain. Finally, I do very much trust the UD brand, I've run and biked thousands of miles with the Fastpack, so I would love it if the All Mountain was runnable.
By runnable I mean I chiefly am wondering how is the bounce and chafing? I don't particularly care about the baubles of front pockets etc.
2024.05.16 20:17 Author-Author908 Whenever I try to get close to the strip or fiend territory my game either freezes or gives me a out of memory error [FNV]
I need help figuring out which mods to delete so I can alleviate this from happening again so tell me which mods do I need to delete just so I can be able to enter fiend territory or the strip
Mod list:
"0001","+","DLC: OldWorldBlues"
"0002","+","DLC: MercenaryPack"
"0003","+","DLC: LonesomeRoad"
"0004","+","DLC: HonestHearts"
"0005","+","DLC: GunRunnersArsenal"
"0006","+","DLC: DeadMoney"
"0007","+","DLC: ClassicPack"
"0008","+","DLC: CaravanPack"
"0009","+","NVAC - New Vegas Anti Crash"
"0010","+","JohnnyGuitarNVSE"
"0011","+","JIP LN NVSE Plugin"
"0012","+","New Vegas Tick Fix"
"0013","+","JSawyer Ultimate Edition"
"0014","+","Mod Limit Fix"
"0015","+","Unofficial Patch NVSE Plus"
"0016","+","AnhNVSE"
"0017","+","kNVSE Animation Plugin"
"0018","+","Infinite Loading Screen Fix"
"0019","+","Yukichigai Unofficial Patch - YUP"
"0020","+","Improved Console"
"0021","+","yGTM - Gameplay Tweaks and Madness"
"0022","+","lStewieAl's Tweaks and Engine Fixes"
"0023","+","Stewie Tweaks INI"
"0024","+","ShowOff xNVSE Plugin"
"0025","+","SUP NVSE Plugin"
"0026","+","OneTweak for Fallout New Vegas"
"0027","+","Collision Meshes"
"0028","+","Mojave Raiders Patch"
"0029","+","update Collision Meshes FNV 1.6.3 to 1.6.4"
"0030","+","Low AP Effect for Custom Health and AP Visuals (Cyber Jam)"
"0031","+","New Vegas Mesh Improvement Mod"
"0032","+","Meshes and Collision - Totally Enhanced Nifs (MAC-TEN)"
"0033","+","Iron Sights Aligned"
"0034","+","Fast Weapon Lag Fix"
"0035","+","Arizona Army Patch"
"0036","+","Consistent weapon spread"
"0037","+","Vanilla Weapon Scale Fix"
"0038","+","HIPControl - Weapon Idle Position Adjuster - ESPless"
"0039","+","Mojave Raiders"
"0040","+","ISControl"
"0041","+","FOV Slider"
"0042","+","KEYWORDS"
"0043","+","NVB1Patch"
"0044","+","AWO Lend-Lease - Lee-Enfield - B42 Optics Patch"
"0045","+","Patch Main And Pause Menus Overhaul"
"0046","+","NVBII Version 1 dot 47 Standalone (Patch)"
"0047","+","v1-02 Patch"
"0048","+","Console Paste"
"0049","+","Cyberware 2281"
"0050","+","Just Loot Menu DoF - ESPless"
"0051","+","Just Bullet Time DoF - ESPless"
"0052","+","JAM - Just Assorted Mods"
"0053","+","B42 Quickthrow patch"
"0054","+","Base Object Swapper"
"0055","+","AWO - Trench Repeater"
"0056","+","AWO - Trench Repeater - NVTS patch"
"0057","+","AWO - Trench Repeater - B42 Optics Patch"
"0058","+","B42 Optics Aligned - Anniversary"
"0059","+","AWO - MG42"
"0060","+","Ani_Desert Eagle kNVSE Set- Another Millenia Patch"
"0061","+","AWO - MG42 - update"
"0062","+","AWO - MG42 - B42 Optics Patch"
"0063","+","tactapack B42 Optics Patch"
"0064","+","Updated Another Mil B42 Optics Update"
"0065","+","Another Millenia and Addon - B42 Optics Patch"
"0066","+","B42 Optics - Real Time Reflections Patch"
"0067","+","B42 Optics NV Patches"
"0068","+","Supplementary Weapons Pack Patch"
"0069","+","Immersive Recoil Ammo Data"
"0070","+","Death's Last Whisper - Angel of Death Update - Texture Fix"
"0071","+","NVBII TOTNW 2.0 Patch"
"0072","+","NVBIII Version .954 PATCH"
"0073","+","NVBII Version 1 dot 47 Standalone"
"0074","+","Someguy Series 2 dot 0"
"0075","+","The Someguy Series Revamped"
"0076","+","DesertersFortress_Update"
"0077","+","VATS Lag Fix"
"0078","+","Threshold"
"0079","+","Weapon Pack Patches - ESPless"
"0080","+","yUI-User interface"
"0081","+","UIO - User Interface Organizer"
"0082","+","MCM BugFix 2"
"0083","+","The Mod Configuration Menu"
"0084","+","Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Framework Plugin"
"0085","+","Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Apparel"
"0086","+","Trooper Overhaul Main File"
"0087","+","Sapper Leg Fix"
"0088","+","Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v4"
"0089","+","Advanced Recon HD Icons"
"0090","+","Helmet Overlay"
"0091","+","1.2.1a Hotfix"
"0092","+","Main And Pause Menus Overhaul"
"0093","+","Melee Hitstop Effects"
"0094","+","JSRS Sound Mod Main File"
"0095","+","Sound Extender"
"0096","+","Viewmodel Shake Fix - NVSE"
"0097","+","DSOAL - True 3D Sound for Headphones (HRTF mod)"
"0098","+","Bullet Snap Redux - Espless"
"0099","+","MNTLs Energy Weapons Sound Pack"
"0100","+","All Explosion Sounds Overhaul BSA and YUP Patch"
"0101","+","BallistX Patch Collection"
"0102","+","ADS - Backpack - Jump Sound Effects MONO"
"0103","+","Empty Clicks"
"0104","+","Animated TVs with Sound"
"0105","+","Interior Rain"
"0106","+","Iron Sights Recoil Anims"
"0107","+","Iron Sight Inertia - espless"
"0108","+","Smooth True Ironsights"
"0109","+","Animated Ingestibles (english)"
"0110","+","AWO - musket"
"0111","+","AWO LL - Lee-Enfield (updated LL)"
"0112","+","AWO - musket mesh fix (Musket)"
"0113","+","Serviamnon - AWO MG42 machine gun animation"
"0114","+","Volare Complete quest and the boomers will be using it"
"0115","+","New Vegas Animation Overhaul Guns"
"0116","+","Combined melee animation pack"
"0117","+","Animated Sleeping"
"0118","+","Ani_Desert Eagle kNVSE Set"
"0119","+","Hit - Power Armor Pip-Boy Anim"
"0120","+","Hit - B42 Interact Animation Pack"
"0121","+","B42 Interact"
"0122","+","Immersive Weapon Swap ESPLess"
"0123","+","Frozen Hit Rockomotion"
"0124","+","Subtle Camera Motion"
"0125","+","ySI - Sorting Ycons"
"0126","+","ySI - Sorting Icons - Autumn Leaves patch"
"0127","+","ySI - Assorted Fixes"
"0128","+","ySI - Colorful Icons Fix"
"0129","+","ySI - Pick Up Prompts"
"0130","+","Item Cards"
"0131","+","Viewmodel Recoil 0.308"
"0132","+","B42 Inertia"
"0133","+","Walking Inertia"
"0134","+","Dramatic Inertia - 3rd Person Movement Overhaul"
"0135","+","Bullet Tracers For New vegas"
"0136","+","B42 Dropmag and One in the chamber"
"0137","+","Dramatic Staggering"
"0138","+","Realistic Equip and Unequip Sounds"
"0139","+","Better Stand Up Animation"
"0140","+","Ragdolls"
"0141","+","Immersive Recoil 2.4.1"
"0142","+","Realistic Movement - 2023 Update"
"0143","+","Realistic AI Movement 1.0"
"0144","+","B42 Inspect - aka Animated Ammo and Weapon Condition Checking"
"0145","+","Custom Health and AP Visuals"
"0146","+","Colorful Inventory Ycons"
"0147","+","Weapon Requirements System"
"0148","+","Charisma alters Companion Limit"
"0149","+","Hardcore Charisma (ShowOff NVSE)"
"0150","+","sweet perk overhaul"
"0151","+","Better Charisma"
"0152","+","More Perks Reimagined"
"0153","+","B42 Loot - Animated Physical Item Pickup - ESPless"
"0154","+","Three-perk Bounty"
"0155","+","Caravan Guard"
"0156","+","Mojave Express Courier Delivery Work - Primm"
"0157","+","Radiant Infinium"
"0158","+","Enhanced Camera"
"0159","+","Sticky Ragdoll Camera"
"0160","+","NPCs use Aid Items"
"0161","+","Checkpoint Gary"
"0162","+","Mojave NPCs"
"0163","+","Cook-Cook In His Castle"
"0164","+","More Useful Books (english)"
"0165","+","Great Khans' Toughness Increased"
"0166","+","BallistX - Internal and External Ballistics"
"0167","+","Laser Weapon Iron Sights"
"0168","+","JIP Selective-Fire"
"0169","+","Alternative Endurance Health Regen"
"0170","+","B42 Melee Bash"
"0171","+","Melee VATS Animation Restoration"
"0172","+","Weightless Junk - Fixed"
"0173","+","b42 Cabot's Quest"
"0174","+","PerkPackPlus"
"0175","+","Leave No Witnesses"
"0176","+","NPCs Can Miss"
"0177","+","Collectable Sonar"
"0178","+","Collectible Canteens"
"0179","+","SnowglobePerks"
"0180","+","Functional Post Game Ending"
"0181","+","Shiloh DS - Color Survival Map & Icons"
"0182","+","Shiloh DS - Clean Pipboy Screen"
"0183","+","Boones Spotter Perk Enhanced"
"0184","+","Slightly Faster Targeting"
"0185","+","AmaccurzerO's Animated Mojave"
"0186","+","Damage Threshold"
"0187","+","Hunting Revolver Iron Sights"
"0188","+","JIP Companions Command and Control"
"0189","+","Clockwork Vegas - Calendar Overhaul and Time-based Mechanics"
"0190","+","Anti-Materiel Rifle Iron Sights"
"0191","+","unDeath - Death Alternative"
"0192","+","Windows of the Mojave"
"0193","+","Adv Recon Stealth Armor - EASIER STEALTH"
"0194","+","Armed to the Teeth - Redux"
"0195","+","Permanent Weapon Shells"
"0196","+","NPCs Sprint kNVSE - ESPless"
"0197","+","Stealth Suit Controls"
"0198","+","Stealthsuit mkII with Glowmaps"
"0199","+","Recent Loot Log"
"0200","+","B42 Notify"
"0201","+","B42 Descriptions"
"0202","+","B42 Wristwatch"
"0203","+","B42 Quickthrow - an alternative grenade hotkey mod"
"0204","+","Roleplayers Alternative Start Fallout New Vegas"
"0205","+","Retrievable Throwables Reforged"
"0206","+","Realtime Weapon Modding System"
"0207","+","Helpless Falling"
"0208","+","Sniper Rifle Iron Sights"
"0209","+","Limitless Stats"
"0210","+","NPCs Use Ammo NV YUP"
"0211","+","Fast V.A.T.S. and Kill Camera"
"0212","+","Real Time Reflections - INI"
"0213","+","Real Time Reflections"
"0214","+","CyberJAM"
"0215","+","Perk Icons Vanilla Resolution (Cyber Jam)"
"0216","+","Cyberware 2281 - B42 Quickthrow Patch"
"0217","+","Another Millenia Shop Add-on"
"0218","+","Glacier Glasses"
"0219","+","Real Reticles"
"0220","+","Custom Scope Overlays for B42 Optics"
"0221","+","Martialize"
"0222","+","Manual Reload"
"0223","+","Ricochet - espless"
"0224","+","Gore Dismember and Explode Edits"
"0225","+","Gore Dismember and Explode Edits LE"
"0226","+","Autumn Leaves"
"0227","+","Death's Last Whisper - Hugs AND Death"
"0228","+","Eve Dialogue for New Vegas Bounties 1 (Original)"
"0229","+","Eve Dialogue for New Vegas Bounties 2"
"0230","+","New Vegas Killer"
"0231","+","Of Truth and Lies - Main Files"
"0232","+","Crossover Content for Death's Last Whisper"
"0233","+","The Better Angels"
"0234","+","New Vegas Bounties I"
"0235","+","New Vegas Bounties II"
"0236","+","New Vegas Bounties III"
"0237","+","King of the Ring"
"0238","+","Russell"
"0239","+","The Inheritance"
"0240","+","Deserters Fortress"
"0241","+","Deserters Fortress Update with Demi story add on"
"0242","+","Caliber Based Damage - espless"
"0243","+","B42 Optics"
"0244","+","CaliberZL"
"0245","+","CaliberX update"
"0246","+","CaliberX"
"0247","+","Sweet Dynamic Detection System - CaliberZL Patch"
"0248","+","Improved Lighting Shaders"
"0249","+","NV - Energy Visuals Plus 2"
"0250","+","Increased Bullet Impact LOD"
"0251","+","Depth of Field Fix"
"0252","+","Muzzle Flash Light Fix"
"0253","+","Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Weapons"
"0254","+","High Resolution Screens"
"0255","+","Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Items"
"0256","+","Titans of The New West"
"0257","+","NIGHTMARE FIENDS - A Junkie Overhaul"
"0258","+","update for Sadist Armor"
"0259","+","Scorched sierra power armor without bear"
"0260","+","ARIZONA SLAVE ARMY - A Legion Overhaul"
"0261","+","NCR Trooper Overhaul_beta"
"0262","+","Bone Harvester - Tribal Cannibal"
"0263","+","Classic Adobe Red Rock Canyon"
"0264","+","Classic Fallout inspired Jackals - Armour only"
"0265","+","Greaser-Style Greasers"
"0266","+","Ending Slideshows Ultimate Edition Overhaul"
"0267","+","Lumen - NV"
"0268","+","Elegant Sunglare Retexture"
"0269","+","Cloud Upgrade"
"0270","+","Radiation Visuals"
"0271","+","Weathers Revised"
"0272","+","Climate Control NVSE"
"0273","+","3D Rain"
"0274","+","Mojave Nights"
"0275","+","Cloud Shadows"
"0276","+","Afterglow"
"0277","+","Glowing Ghosts - Happy Little Holograms Emit Light"
"0278","+","General Lighting Overhaul"
"0279","+","Strip Lighting Overhaul"
"0280","+","Lucky 38 Lights Redone"
"0281","+","A Little More Lamplight"
"0282","+","Interior Lighting Overhaul"
"0283","+","More Powerful Service Rifle"
"0284","+","Climate Control - Rain"
"0285","+","Dynamic Depth-Of-Field - ESPless"
"0286","+","Heat Haze"
"0287","+","Armor for Companions"
"0288","+","B42 Bows"
"0289","+","Modern Ambient Temperature"
"0290","+","NAWEMO - NPCs use Ammo Variants and Weapon Mods"
"0291","+","Advanced Recon - Main File 1 - TECH"
"0292","+","Advanced Recon - Main File 2 - GEAR"
"0293","+","ZL Armaments Remastered"
"0294","+","Tactapack"
"0295","+","Another Millenia Gun Add-on"
"0296","+","Another Millenia"
"0297","+","Lonesome Road Unique Equipment"
"0298","+","Canvas Backpacks - FNV"
"0299","+","Sweet 6 Shooter Perk Pack NV Version"
"0300","+","FNV Fat Stacks"
"0301","+","FNV Functional Benny's Lighter"
"0302","+","The Quantum Trigger"
"0303","+","Advanced Recon Stealth Armor"
"0304","+","El Sepulturero - The Cursed Shovel"
"0305","+","Lil Bomber"
"0306","+","Advanced Recon Riot Gear Helmets"
"0307","+","Better Stealth Suit Mk II"
"0308","+","Weapon Mods Expanded"
"0309","+","Proton Sword"
"0310","+","White Gloves Have White Gloves"
"0311","+","Doc Mitchell Lab Coat (No Bandanna)"
"0312","+","Mojave express messenger bag"
"0313","+","Advanced Recon Glacier Glasses"
"0314","+","Supplementary Weapons Pack"
"0315","+","PipBoyToPSVITA"
"0316","+","MWRWP USP45"
"0317","+","Enhanced Movement"
"0318","+","Enhanced Movement INI"
"0319","+","Postman_uniform"
"0320","+","Oven Cooker - ESPless"
"0321","+","Knights of the Mojave (Brotherhood Knights expanded)"
"0322","+","True Electrified Riot Gear"
"0323","+","NV Novac Apartment"
"0324","+","Sierra Madre Grand Entrance"
"0325","+","The Sink - Simple Overhaul"
"0326","+","NCR Chemtroopers (Sodaz Trench Raiders inspired)"
"0327","+","Challenges Tracker"
"0328","+","Sneak Vignette"
"0329","+","No PipBoy in Power Armor"
"0330","+","NCR Salute - Espless"
"0331","+","Pip-Boy UI Tweaks"
"0332","+","Sweet Dynamic Detection System"
"0333","+","M1903A3 Springfield Redux"
"0334","+","Stun Batton"
"0335","+","AKIRAMORI Tactical Gloves"
"0336","+","Drowning Visuals"
"0337","+","Animated Workbench - ESPless"
"0338","+","AK-50"
"0339","+","AK50 - B42 Optics Patch"
"0340","+","AK50 - Update 1.1"
"0341","+","ATMOS Ambience Overhaul"
"0342","+","Longer Weather Transitions nvse"
"0343","+","Caps and Scraps Pawn"
"0344","+","Perk Styled CCC Icons"
"0345","+","Concept Art Loading Screens - TTW 3.3.X supported"
"0346","+","Aid Addon - Unofficial Icon Edits"
"0347","+","Mojave Treasures of the Sierra Madre"
"0348","+","Hoover Dam Jets Restored and Distant"
"0349","+","REB's Average Food Replacer (No Esp)"
"0350","+","Global Imposter Region"
"0351","+","The Jackal"
"0352","+","Jackal 13mm Dropmag"
"0353","+","Jackal 13mm Hellsing ARMS kNVSE set"
"0354","+","454 Casul"
"0355","+","Kerberos Panzer Police Jin Roh armor"
"0356","+","Kerberos Thermal Nightvision addon"
"0357","+","Power armor less DT"
"0358","+","One HUD - oHUD"
"0359","+","Smooth HUD - Immersive Transitions (ESPless)"
"0360","+","Browning M2067 PIMG"
"0361","+","Browning M2067 PIMG Updated ESP"
"0362","+","Simple AI Merge"
"0363","+","Improved AI (Navmesh Overhaul Mod)"
"0364","+","Leveled DLC Delay"
"0365","+","Merc Armor Buffed - ESPless"
"0366","+","Agility Actually Matters - ESPless"
"0367","+","Perception-Based Dynamic DoF - ESPless"
"0368","+","Working Camera"
"0369","+","Simple Player Journal - espless"
"0370","+","Fixed Repconn Entrance"
"0371","+","The Final Resting Place - A Lucky 38 Control Room Overhaul"
"0372","+","Goodsprings - IDIMW"
"0373","+","Another Cooked Salisbury Steak"
"0374","+","Diagonal movement"
"0375","+","Skeleton by MadAce (Ragdoll mod compat)"
"0376","+","NVCS"
"0377","+","NV Compatibility Skeleton"
"0378","+","Vanilla UI Plus Patch"
"0379","+","Vanilla UI Plus (New Vegas)"
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Mod list:
Mod_Priority,#Mod_Status,#Mod_Name
"0000","+","DLC: TribalPack""0001","+","DLC: OldWorldBlues"
"0002","+","DLC: MercenaryPack"
"0003","+","DLC: LonesomeRoad"
"0004","+","DLC: HonestHearts"
"0005","+","DLC: GunRunnersArsenal"
"0006","+","DLC: DeadMoney"
"0007","+","DLC: ClassicPack"
"0008","+","DLC: CaravanPack"
"0009","+","NVAC - New Vegas Anti Crash"
"0010","+","JohnnyGuitarNVSE"
"0011","+","JIP LN NVSE Plugin"
"0012","+","New Vegas Tick Fix"
"0013","+","JSawyer Ultimate Edition"
"0014","+","Mod Limit Fix"
"0015","+","Unofficial Patch NVSE Plus"
"0016","+","AnhNVSE"
"0017","+","kNVSE Animation Plugin"
"0018","+","Infinite Loading Screen Fix"
"0019","+","Yukichigai Unofficial Patch - YUP"
"0020","+","Improved Console"
"0021","+","yGTM - Gameplay Tweaks and Madness"
"0022","+","lStewieAl's Tweaks and Engine Fixes"
"0023","+","Stewie Tweaks INI"
"0024","+","ShowOff xNVSE Plugin"
"0025","+","SUP NVSE Plugin"
"0026","+","OneTweak for Fallout New Vegas"
"0027","+","Collision Meshes"
"0028","+","Mojave Raiders Patch"
"0029","+","update Collision Meshes FNV 1.6.3 to 1.6.4"
"0030","+","Low AP Effect for Custom Health and AP Visuals (Cyber Jam)"
"0031","+","New Vegas Mesh Improvement Mod"
"0032","+","Meshes and Collision - Totally Enhanced Nifs (MAC-TEN)"
"0033","+","Iron Sights Aligned"
"0034","+","Fast Weapon Lag Fix"
"0035","+","Arizona Army Patch"
"0036","+","Consistent weapon spread"
"0037","+","Vanilla Weapon Scale Fix"
"0038","+","HIPControl - Weapon Idle Position Adjuster - ESPless"
"0039","+","Mojave Raiders"
"0040","+","ISControl"
"0041","+","FOV Slider"
"0042","+","KEYWORDS"
"0043","+","NVB1Patch"
"0044","+","AWO Lend-Lease - Lee-Enfield - B42 Optics Patch"
"0045","+","Patch Main And Pause Menus Overhaul"
"0046","+","NVBII Version 1 dot 47 Standalone (Patch)"
"0047","+","v1-02 Patch"
"0048","+","Console Paste"
"0049","+","Cyberware 2281"
"0050","+","Just Loot Menu DoF - ESPless"
"0051","+","Just Bullet Time DoF - ESPless"
"0052","+","JAM - Just Assorted Mods"
"0053","+","B42 Quickthrow patch"
"0054","+","Base Object Swapper"
"0055","+","AWO - Trench Repeater"
"0056","+","AWO - Trench Repeater - NVTS patch"
"0057","+","AWO - Trench Repeater - B42 Optics Patch"
"0058","+","B42 Optics Aligned - Anniversary"
"0059","+","AWO - MG42"
"0060","+","Ani_Desert Eagle kNVSE Set- Another Millenia Patch"
"0061","+","AWO - MG42 - update"
"0062","+","AWO - MG42 - B42 Optics Patch"
"0063","+","tactapack B42 Optics Patch"
"0064","+","Updated Another Mil B42 Optics Update"
"0065","+","Another Millenia and Addon - B42 Optics Patch"
"0066","+","B42 Optics - Real Time Reflections Patch"
"0067","+","B42 Optics NV Patches"
"0068","+","Supplementary Weapons Pack Patch"
"0069","+","Immersive Recoil Ammo Data"
"0070","+","Death's Last Whisper - Angel of Death Update - Texture Fix"
"0071","+","NVBII TOTNW 2.0 Patch"
"0072","+","NVBIII Version .954 PATCH"
"0073","+","NVBII Version 1 dot 47 Standalone"
"0074","+","Someguy Series 2 dot 0"
"0075","+","The Someguy Series Revamped"
"0076","+","DesertersFortress_Update"
"0077","+","VATS Lag Fix"
"0078","+","Threshold"
"0079","+","Weapon Pack Patches - ESPless"
"0080","+","yUI-User interface"
"0081","+","UIO - User Interface Organizer"
"0082","+","MCM BugFix 2"
"0083","+","The Mod Configuration Menu"
"0084","+","Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Framework Plugin"
"0085","+","Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Apparel"
"0086","+","Trooper Overhaul Main File"
"0087","+","Sapper Leg Fix"
"0088","+","Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v4"
"0089","+","Advanced Recon HD Icons"
"0090","+","Helmet Overlay"
"0091","+","1.2.1a Hotfix"
"0092","+","Main And Pause Menus Overhaul"
"0093","+","Melee Hitstop Effects"
"0094","+","JSRS Sound Mod Main File"
"0095","+","Sound Extender"
"0096","+","Viewmodel Shake Fix - NVSE"
"0097","+","DSOAL - True 3D Sound for Headphones (HRTF mod)"
"0098","+","Bullet Snap Redux - Espless"
"0099","+","MNTLs Energy Weapons Sound Pack"
"0100","+","All Explosion Sounds Overhaul BSA and YUP Patch"
"0101","+","BallistX Patch Collection"
"0102","+","ADS - Backpack - Jump Sound Effects MONO"
"0103","+","Empty Clicks"
"0104","+","Animated TVs with Sound"
"0105","+","Interior Rain"
"0106","+","Iron Sights Recoil Anims"
"0107","+","Iron Sight Inertia - espless"
"0108","+","Smooth True Ironsights"
"0109","+","Animated Ingestibles (english)"
"0110","+","AWO - musket"
"0111","+","AWO LL - Lee-Enfield (updated LL)"
"0112","+","AWO - musket mesh fix (Musket)"
"0113","+","Serviamnon - AWO MG42 machine gun animation"
"0114","+","Volare Complete quest and the boomers will be using it"
"0115","+","New Vegas Animation Overhaul Guns"
"0116","+","Combined melee animation pack"
"0117","+","Animated Sleeping"
"0118","+","Ani_Desert Eagle kNVSE Set"
"0119","+","Hit - Power Armor Pip-Boy Anim"
"0120","+","Hit - B42 Interact Animation Pack"
"0121","+","B42 Interact"
"0122","+","Immersive Weapon Swap ESPLess"
"0123","+","Frozen Hit Rockomotion"
"0124","+","Subtle Camera Motion"
"0125","+","ySI - Sorting Ycons"
"0126","+","ySI - Sorting Icons - Autumn Leaves patch"
"0127","+","ySI - Assorted Fixes"
"0128","+","ySI - Colorful Icons Fix"
"0129","+","ySI - Pick Up Prompts"
"0130","+","Item Cards"
"0131","+","Viewmodel Recoil 0.308"
"0132","+","B42 Inertia"
"0133","+","Walking Inertia"
"0134","+","Dramatic Inertia - 3rd Person Movement Overhaul"
"0135","+","Bullet Tracers For New vegas"
"0136","+","B42 Dropmag and One in the chamber"
"0137","+","Dramatic Staggering"
"0138","+","Realistic Equip and Unequip Sounds"
"0139","+","Better Stand Up Animation"
"0140","+","Ragdolls"
"0141","+","Immersive Recoil 2.4.1"
"0142","+","Realistic Movement - 2023 Update"
"0143","+","Realistic AI Movement 1.0"
"0144","+","B42 Inspect - aka Animated Ammo and Weapon Condition Checking"
"0145","+","Custom Health and AP Visuals"
"0146","+","Colorful Inventory Ycons"
"0147","+","Weapon Requirements System"
"0148","+","Charisma alters Companion Limit"
"0149","+","Hardcore Charisma (ShowOff NVSE)"
"0150","+","sweet perk overhaul"
"0151","+","Better Charisma"
"0152","+","More Perks Reimagined"
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"0155","+","Caravan Guard"
"0156","+","Mojave Express Courier Delivery Work - Primm"
"0157","+","Radiant Infinium"
"0158","+","Enhanced Camera"
"0159","+","Sticky Ragdoll Camera"
"0160","+","NPCs use Aid Items"
"0161","+","Checkpoint Gary"
"0162","+","Mojave NPCs"
"0163","+","Cook-Cook In His Castle"
"0164","+","More Useful Books (english)"
"0165","+","Great Khans' Toughness Increased"
"0166","+","BallistX - Internal and External Ballistics"
"0167","+","Laser Weapon Iron Sights"
"0168","+","JIP Selective-Fire"
"0169","+","Alternative Endurance Health Regen"
"0170","+","B42 Melee Bash"
"0171","+","Melee VATS Animation Restoration"
"0172","+","Weightless Junk - Fixed"
"0173","+","b42 Cabot's Quest"
"0174","+","PerkPackPlus"
"0175","+","Leave No Witnesses"
"0176","+","NPCs Can Miss"
"0177","+","Collectable Sonar"
"0178","+","Collectible Canteens"
"0179","+","SnowglobePerks"
"0180","+","Functional Post Game Ending"
"0181","+","Shiloh DS - Color Survival Map & Icons"
"0182","+","Shiloh DS - Clean Pipboy Screen"
"0183","+","Boones Spotter Perk Enhanced"
"0184","+","Slightly Faster Targeting"
"0185","+","AmaccurzerO's Animated Mojave"
"0186","+","Damage Threshold"
"0187","+","Hunting Revolver Iron Sights"
"0188","+","JIP Companions Command and Control"
"0189","+","Clockwork Vegas - Calendar Overhaul and Time-based Mechanics"
"0190","+","Anti-Materiel Rifle Iron Sights"
"0191","+","unDeath - Death Alternative"
"0192","+","Windows of the Mojave"
"0193","+","Adv Recon Stealth Armor - EASIER STEALTH"
"0194","+","Armed to the Teeth - Redux"
"0195","+","Permanent Weapon Shells"
"0196","+","NPCs Sprint kNVSE - ESPless"
"0197","+","Stealth Suit Controls"
"0198","+","Stealthsuit mkII with Glowmaps"
"0199","+","Recent Loot Log"
"0200","+","B42 Notify"
"0201","+","B42 Descriptions"
"0202","+","B42 Wristwatch"
"0203","+","B42 Quickthrow - an alternative grenade hotkey mod"
"0204","+","Roleplayers Alternative Start Fallout New Vegas"
"0205","+","Retrievable Throwables Reforged"
"0206","+","Realtime Weapon Modding System"
"0207","+","Helpless Falling"
"0208","+","Sniper Rifle Iron Sights"
"0209","+","Limitless Stats"
"0210","+","NPCs Use Ammo NV YUP"
"0211","+","Fast V.A.T.S. and Kill Camera"
"0212","+","Real Time Reflections - INI"
"0213","+","Real Time Reflections"
"0214","+","CyberJAM"
"0215","+","Perk Icons Vanilla Resolution (Cyber Jam)"
"0216","+","Cyberware 2281 - B42 Quickthrow Patch"
"0217","+","Another Millenia Shop Add-on"
"0218","+","Glacier Glasses"
"0219","+","Real Reticles"
"0220","+","Custom Scope Overlays for B42 Optics"
"0221","+","Martialize"
"0222","+","Manual Reload"
"0223","+","Ricochet - espless"
"0224","+","Gore Dismember and Explode Edits"
"0225","+","Gore Dismember and Explode Edits LE"
"0226","+","Autumn Leaves"
"0227","+","Death's Last Whisper - Hugs AND Death"
"0228","+","Eve Dialogue for New Vegas Bounties 1 (Original)"
"0229","+","Eve Dialogue for New Vegas Bounties 2"
"0230","+","New Vegas Killer"
"0231","+","Of Truth and Lies - Main Files"
"0232","+","Crossover Content for Death's Last Whisper"
"0233","+","The Better Angels"
"0234","+","New Vegas Bounties I"
"0235","+","New Vegas Bounties II"
"0236","+","New Vegas Bounties III"
"0237","+","King of the Ring"
"0238","+","Russell"
"0239","+","The Inheritance"
"0240","+","Deserters Fortress"
"0241","+","Deserters Fortress Update with Demi story add on"
"0242","+","Caliber Based Damage - espless"
"0243","+","B42 Optics"
"0244","+","CaliberZL"
"0245","+","CaliberX update"
"0246","+","CaliberX"
"0247","+","Sweet Dynamic Detection System - CaliberZL Patch"
"0248","+","Improved Lighting Shaders"
"0249","+","NV - Energy Visuals Plus 2"
"0250","+","Increased Bullet Impact LOD"
"0251","+","Depth of Field Fix"
"0252","+","Muzzle Flash Light Fix"
"0253","+","Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Weapons"
"0254","+","High Resolution Screens"
"0255","+","Consistent Pip-Boy Icons v5 - Items"
"0256","+","Titans of The New West"
"0257","+","NIGHTMARE FIENDS - A Junkie Overhaul"
"0258","+","update for Sadist Armor"
"0259","+","Scorched sierra power armor without bear"
"0260","+","ARIZONA SLAVE ARMY - A Legion Overhaul"
"0261","+","NCR Trooper Overhaul_beta"
"0262","+","Bone Harvester - Tribal Cannibal"
"0263","+","Classic Adobe Red Rock Canyon"
"0264","+","Classic Fallout inspired Jackals - Armour only"
"0265","+","Greaser-Style Greasers"
"0266","+","Ending Slideshows Ultimate Edition Overhaul"
"0267","+","Lumen - NV"
"0268","+","Elegant Sunglare Retexture"
"0269","+","Cloud Upgrade"
"0270","+","Radiation Visuals"
"0271","+","Weathers Revised"
"0272","+","Climate Control NVSE"
"0273","+","3D Rain"
"0274","+","Mojave Nights"
"0275","+","Cloud Shadows"
"0276","+","Afterglow"
"0277","+","Glowing Ghosts - Happy Little Holograms Emit Light"
"0278","+","General Lighting Overhaul"
"0279","+","Strip Lighting Overhaul"
"0280","+","Lucky 38 Lights Redone"
"0281","+","A Little More Lamplight"
"0282","+","Interior Lighting Overhaul"
"0283","+","More Powerful Service Rifle"
"0284","+","Climate Control - Rain"
"0285","+","Dynamic Depth-Of-Field - ESPless"
"0286","+","Heat Haze"
"0287","+","Armor for Companions"
"0288","+","B42 Bows"
"0289","+","Modern Ambient Temperature"
"0290","+","NAWEMO - NPCs use Ammo Variants and Weapon Mods"
"0291","+","Advanced Recon - Main File 1 - TECH"
"0292","+","Advanced Recon - Main File 2 - GEAR"
"0293","+","ZL Armaments Remastered"
"0294","+","Tactapack"
"0295","+","Another Millenia Gun Add-on"
"0296","+","Another Millenia"
"0297","+","Lonesome Road Unique Equipment"
"0298","+","Canvas Backpacks - FNV"
"0299","+","Sweet 6 Shooter Perk Pack NV Version"
"0300","+","FNV Fat Stacks"
"0301","+","FNV Functional Benny's Lighter"
"0302","+","The Quantum Trigger"
"0303","+","Advanced Recon Stealth Armor"
"0304","+","El Sepulturero - The Cursed Shovel"
"0305","+","Lil Bomber"
"0306","+","Advanced Recon Riot Gear Helmets"
"0307","+","Better Stealth Suit Mk II"
"0308","+","Weapon Mods Expanded"
"0309","+","Proton Sword"
"0310","+","White Gloves Have White Gloves"
"0311","+","Doc Mitchell Lab Coat (No Bandanna)"
"0312","+","Mojave express messenger bag"
"0313","+","Advanced Recon Glacier Glasses"
"0314","+","Supplementary Weapons Pack"
"0315","+","PipBoyToPSVITA"
"0316","+","MWRWP USP45"
"0317","+","Enhanced Movement"
"0318","+","Enhanced Movement INI"
"0319","+","Postman_uniform"
"0320","+","Oven Cooker - ESPless"
"0321","+","Knights of the Mojave (Brotherhood Knights expanded)"
"0322","+","True Electrified Riot Gear"
"0323","+","NV Novac Apartment"
"0324","+","Sierra Madre Grand Entrance"
"0325","+","The Sink - Simple Overhaul"
"0326","+","NCR Chemtroopers (Sodaz Trench Raiders inspired)"
"0327","+","Challenges Tracker"
"0328","+","Sneak Vignette"
"0329","+","No PipBoy in Power Armor"
"0330","+","NCR Salute - Espless"
"0331","+","Pip-Boy UI Tweaks"
"0332","+","Sweet Dynamic Detection System"
"0333","+","M1903A3 Springfield Redux"
"0334","+","Stun Batton"
"0335","+","AKIRAMORI Tactical Gloves"
"0336","+","Drowning Visuals"
"0337","+","Animated Workbench - ESPless"
"0338","+","AK-50"
"0339","+","AK50 - B42 Optics Patch"
"0340","+","AK50 - Update 1.1"
"0341","+","ATMOS Ambience Overhaul"
"0342","+","Longer Weather Transitions nvse"
"0343","+","Caps and Scraps Pawn"
"0344","+","Perk Styled CCC Icons"
"0345","+","Concept Art Loading Screens - TTW 3.3.X supported"
"0346","+","Aid Addon - Unofficial Icon Edits"
"0347","+","Mojave Treasures of the Sierra Madre"
"0348","+","Hoover Dam Jets Restored and Distant"
"0349","+","REB's Average Food Replacer (No Esp)"
"0350","+","Global Imposter Region"
"0351","+","The Jackal"
"0352","+","Jackal 13mm Dropmag"
"0353","+","Jackal 13mm Hellsing ARMS kNVSE set"
"0354","+","454 Casul"
"0355","+","Kerberos Panzer Police Jin Roh armor"
"0356","+","Kerberos Thermal Nightvision addon"
"0357","+","Power armor less DT"
"0358","+","One HUD - oHUD"
"0359","+","Smooth HUD - Immersive Transitions (ESPless)"
"0360","+","Browning M2067 PIMG"
"0361","+","Browning M2067 PIMG Updated ESP"
"0362","+","Simple AI Merge"
"0363","+","Improved AI (Navmesh Overhaul Mod)"
"0364","+","Leveled DLC Delay"
"0365","+","Merc Armor Buffed - ESPless"
"0366","+","Agility Actually Matters - ESPless"
"0367","+","Perception-Based Dynamic DoF - ESPless"
"0368","+","Working Camera"
"0369","+","Simple Player Journal - espless"
"0370","+","Fixed Repconn Entrance"
"0371","+","The Final Resting Place - A Lucky 38 Control Room Overhaul"
"0372","+","Goodsprings - IDIMW"
"0373","+","Another Cooked Salisbury Steak"
"0374","+","Diagonal movement"
"0375","+","Skeleton by MadAce (Ragdoll mod compat)"
"0376","+","NVCS"
"0377","+","NV Compatibility Skeleton"
"0378","+","Vanilla UI Plus Patch"
"0379","+","Vanilla UI Plus (New Vegas)"
2024.05.16 20:12 baambaay A complete cited timeline and THEORY of what I think could have happened.
Just a theory, possibly totally unrelated. But there are some new confirmable pieces and connections that I haven’t seen mentioned at all yet. So if I’m wrong at least there is a partially correct timeline here that can be edited to correctness. My last attempt to connect any dots I think. Please feel free to find holes and debunk it and suggest edits.
TLDR: Maybe the big deal is that these items were from a robbery that took place nearby days prior. There were two bags taken and articles only mention one being found. The robbers were reported to have been seen else where on CCTV counting money, so they may have been able to make a sale in the area. The same bag could have ended up at the Mark, and maybe even be the bag EP intentionally shows in hotel lobby on CCTV footage. EP said he was given a big bag to dispose of. In EP’s case the chain of custody should be legally sound, but for someone else buying or possessing stolen property prior to that, it’s illegal in NY even if you’re unaware.
The robbery occurred on 1/18/23 and was reported on 1/21/23. This is on 83rd and The Mark Hotel is on 77th. Half a mile walk through the park away. EP mentioned a big bag that hotel staff was told to dispose of.
Here is what appears to be a bag in the video EP posted. There was a girl in the frame too.
A NY post article about this murder mentions:
“A young woman — who was entering the building carrying a large bag that appeared to contain clothing - choked back tears when asked if she was related to the victim. ‘It's very, very hard for me and my family. We've already talked to the police and the district attorney. I don't want to talk anymore,’ the woman said, without identifying herself.”
The victim was SA’d. House was ransacked. “The two suspects loaded up Hernandez’s belongings into a blue rolling Jansport backpack and a green rolling bag and were on CCTV divvying up cash, prosecutors said.”.
Same day Drake is seen leaving The Mark hotel.. He is seen the next day at a listening party in New Jersey.
These were posted August 2023 by EP on his Facebook page. They look like older lady clothes. But ofc, this could just be things left behind at the hotel by others.These are the only clothes EP ever posted on his Facebook.
The victim being an upper east side woman she probably had some nice things, clothing and jewelry in particular as ladies do especially at her age. And the jewelry EP posted didn’t look new or like it would have been for a younger girl.
EP implies Drake/team only wanted one thing from a big bag and EP implies there was loads of jewelry left behind. They said the rest of the stuff in the big bag was trash. Because the items were expensive and not really just any random stuff, it was instead put into lost and found.
There’s an incident report from Mark security on July 20th. Probably when EP had to work as security with protests that Theodore organized.. EP appears to express frustration with the protestor situation for which he nearly got arrested. This was probably the next time he saw Drake since January. EP keeps mentioning 7/27/23. This is the day he was named the protestor lawsuit.
EP mentions Officer Viola had a CCRB citation for trying to contain the protest. Officer Viola and EP both impacted negatively. EP mentioned that this rapport with the officer probably saved him from getting arrested
EP is going thru it at this point. [EP cites many examples of why he takes offense for treatment of staff. And hubris. The man he almost got arrested he alleges staff isn’t being treated in a way that feels respectful He mentions he still has to give the friendly enjoy your evening. He cites cultural frustrations as well, echoing Kenny’s “not like us” sentiments.
At some point EP’s is instructed by his director to clean out the lost and found. By August he’s so fed up that he’s going to sell these things redacted lol figure it out ig. He posts them on Facebook.
Fast forward to now, and Kendrick drops a diss track. At some point, Akademiks told that EP had the items and accused theft, according to EP. or him and Drake both did not sure who he’s directing this at.
“Meet the Grahams” comes out and EP said I understood the assignment. Kenny at some point gets the album art from EP with item’s that appear to have belonged to Drake.
Drake releases “The Heart Part 6” said that he fed the cover art content to Kenny. Why would he lie about that? Why not say wow Kenny you got people going through my trash? Or is he telling the truth?
Buying stolen goods is illegal. But EP, on the other hand, obtained the items after they were disposed of, which should be legal if I understand correctly especially if unclaimed after x many days.
EP’s manager finds out about the album cover and questions him about how the items were obtained. But staff knew that EP had these items already according to EP. He was instructed to not throw them in the trash originally and then months later instructed to clean out the lost and found. EP implies that policy/practice allows him to claim the items at this point.
He claims he explains to his boss how the items were obtained. She advises him to get a lawyer which is strange because staff knew these items were in the lost and found and that by law, if they aren’t claimed within a certain amount of time they’re fair game. But if they’re stolen from a murdered scene, yeah you might want to speak to a lawyer because possession of stolen property is illegal even if you didn’t know it was stolen. It also may implicate you in a murder that took place nearby. It doesn’t make sense to me that EP’s boss would advise a lawyer when she would probably know the chain of possession and policies. It could be that it was only due to theft allegations from the album cover release but if policy and law was followed then this seems a little out of place, especially if they didn’t want the items back anyway.
EP alleges that police were called because someone got assaulted this night. I’m not sure who this is but It appears to be the same man pictured about a minute later.
EP tweeted
“Those were good men… One was from Texas. He loved cowboy boots, guns, and horses. other was from the Bronx, and well on his way to becoming a "Blue H.E.N.R.Y."
[redacted fill in the blank urself ok]
Tweets about them: Here Here Here
submitted by baambaay to DarkKenny [link] [comments]
TLDR: Maybe the big deal is that these items were from a robbery that took place nearby days prior. There were two bags taken and articles only mention one being found. The robbers were reported to have been seen else where on CCTV counting money, so they may have been able to make a sale in the area. The same bag could have ended up at the Mark, and maybe even be the bag EP intentionally shows in hotel lobby on CCTV footage. EP said he was given a big bag to dispose of. In EP’s case the chain of custody should be legally sound, but for someone else buying or possessing stolen property prior to that, it’s illegal in NY even if you’re unaware.
The robbery occurred on 1/18/23 and was reported on 1/21/23. This is on 83rd and The Mark Hotel is on 77th. Half a mile walk through the park away. EP mentioned a big bag that hotel staff was told to dispose of.
Here is what appears to be a bag in the video EP posted. There was a girl in the frame too.
A NY post article about this murder mentions:
“A young woman — who was entering the building carrying a large bag that appeared to contain clothing - choked back tears when asked if she was related to the victim. ‘It's very, very hard for me and my family. We've already talked to the police and the district attorney. I don't want to talk anymore,’ the woman said, without identifying herself.”
The victim was SA’d. House was ransacked. “The two suspects loaded up Hernandez’s belongings into a blue rolling Jansport backpack and a green rolling bag and were on CCTV divvying up cash, prosecutors said.”.
Same day Drake is seen leaving The Mark hotel.. He is seen the next day at a listening party in New Jersey.
These were posted August 2023 by EP on his Facebook page. They look like older lady clothes. But ofc, this could just be things left behind at the hotel by others.These are the only clothes EP ever posted on his Facebook.
The victim being an upper east side woman she probably had some nice things, clothing and jewelry in particular as ladies do especially at her age. And the jewelry EP posted didn’t look new or like it would have been for a younger girl.
EP implies Drake/team only wanted one thing from a big bag and EP implies there was loads of jewelry left behind. They said the rest of the stuff in the big bag was trash. Because the items were expensive and not really just any random stuff, it was instead put into lost and found.
There’s an incident report from Mark security on July 20th. Probably when EP had to work as security with protests that Theodore organized.. EP appears to express frustration with the protestor situation for which he nearly got arrested. This was probably the next time he saw Drake since January. EP keeps mentioning 7/27/23. This is the day he was named the protestor lawsuit.
EP mentions Officer Viola had a CCRB citation for trying to contain the protest. Officer Viola and EP both impacted negatively. EP mentioned that this rapport with the officer probably saved him from getting arrested
EP is going thru it at this point. [EP cites many examples of why he takes offense for treatment of staff. And hubris. The man he almost got arrested he alleges staff isn’t being treated in a way that feels respectful He mentions he still has to give the friendly enjoy your evening. He cites cultural frustrations as well, echoing Kenny’s “not like us” sentiments.
At some point EP’s is instructed by his director to clean out the lost and found. By August he’s so fed up that he’s going to sell these things redacted lol figure it out ig. He posts them on Facebook.
Fast forward to now, and Kendrick drops a diss track. At some point, Akademiks told that EP had the items and accused theft, according to EP. or him and Drake both did not sure who he’s directing this at.
“Meet the Grahams” comes out and EP said I understood the assignment. Kenny at some point gets the album art from EP with item’s that appear to have belonged to Drake.
Drake releases “The Heart Part 6” said that he fed the cover art content to Kenny. Why would he lie about that? Why not say wow Kenny you got people going through my trash? Or is he telling the truth?
Buying stolen goods is illegal. But EP, on the other hand, obtained the items after they were disposed of, which should be legal if I understand correctly especially if unclaimed after x many days.
EP’s manager finds out about the album cover and questions him about how the items were obtained. But staff knew that EP had these items already according to EP. He was instructed to not throw them in the trash originally and then months later instructed to clean out the lost and found. EP implies that policy/practice allows him to claim the items at this point.
He claims he explains to his boss how the items were obtained. She advises him to get a lawyer which is strange because staff knew these items were in the lost and found and that by law, if they aren’t claimed within a certain amount of time they’re fair game. But if they’re stolen from a murdered scene, yeah you might want to speak to a lawyer because possession of stolen property is illegal even if you didn’t know it was stolen. It also may implicate you in a murder that took place nearby. It doesn’t make sense to me that EP’s boss would advise a lawyer when she would probably know the chain of possession and policies. It could be that it was only due to theft allegations from the album cover release but if policy and law was followed then this seems a little out of place, especially if they didn’t want the items back anyway.
EP alleges that police were called because someone got assaulted this night. I’m not sure who this is but It appears to be the same man pictured about a minute later.
EP tweeted
“Those were good men… One was from Texas. He loved cowboy boots, guns, and horses. other was from the Bronx, and well on his way to becoming a "Blue H.E.N.R.Y."
[redacted fill in the blank urself ok]
Tweets about them: Here Here Here
2024.05.16 20:06 Wonderful_Band_3063 The HMG emplacement is underrated af
I’m just here to say the HMG emplacement stratagem fucks unequivocally.
I just played last night for the first time in a couple weeks and I loaded into a lvl 7 bugs ICBM mission and brought the mech, air strike, EAT rockets, and the HMG emplacement with me. Not my usual loadout but fuck it I wanted to shoot as many bullets as I can in one round. And holy fuck I forgot how much fun the HMG is to use. I remember in my earlier levels it was something I carried with me everywhere but I stopped carrying it regularly once I realized NONE of the ship upgrades for sentries apply to it (please at least make the enhanced rotation oil or whatever it’s called apply like they all fuckin spin) but I almost want to add back into my regular loadout after last night.
Literally one of the most fun games I’ve played in my entire 240 hr career as a helldiver. I forgot how good it is at absolutely shredding anything that’s light and medium armor. I’d been feeling much more wary of brood commanders and spewers recently because I stopped bringing the AC for a backpack slot(I love the jump pack to the moon and back pun intended) and it was so refreshing to just mow them down from a distance while my teammates picked off all the chaff running for cover. It’s cool down is pretty fast too I don’t know the exact number off the top of my head but I know it has to be faster than the other sentries. And the fact that you can place multiple of them down without them despawning like the sentries queues up matches to have some fucking badass firefights.
At our extraction we had two HMGs down on high ground points covering different main choke points while I supported from behind in the mech with our last teammate. Hearing the two fifties blasting away with my mini gun going off was the most stimulating auditory porn I’ve ever listened to and watching the bugs patrols just get melted where they stood was so mf satisfying. We had a super smooth extraction with plenty of kills to go round and it spurred me to write the post because I swear it was the most fun I’ve had in this game in a while.
I know it takes forever for it to turn and it can run out of ammo kinda quick if you lay on the trigger but honestly, it’s just a lot of fun to use and that’s what’s important fr. There’s something cinematic about sprinting up to a raised rock and calling it down to support your teammates in a bind.
I’d even argue it might even be more useful than sentries depending on the situation and its overall a hell of a lot safer for your teammates. Being able to aim it yourself and focus heavier enemies instead of wasting high caliber rounds on scavengers makes it more valuable than the AC sentry that turns 180 degrees to point blank the hunter and collateral two teammates and itself imo.
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I just played last night for the first time in a couple weeks and I loaded into a lvl 7 bugs ICBM mission and brought the mech, air strike, EAT rockets, and the HMG emplacement with me. Not my usual loadout but fuck it I wanted to shoot as many bullets as I can in one round. And holy fuck I forgot how much fun the HMG is to use. I remember in my earlier levels it was something I carried with me everywhere but I stopped carrying it regularly once I realized NONE of the ship upgrades for sentries apply to it (please at least make the enhanced rotation oil or whatever it’s called apply like they all fuckin spin) but I almost want to add back into my regular loadout after last night.
Literally one of the most fun games I’ve played in my entire 240 hr career as a helldiver. I forgot how good it is at absolutely shredding anything that’s light and medium armor. I’d been feeling much more wary of brood commanders and spewers recently because I stopped bringing the AC for a backpack slot(I love the jump pack to the moon and back pun intended) and it was so refreshing to just mow them down from a distance while my teammates picked off all the chaff running for cover. It’s cool down is pretty fast too I don’t know the exact number off the top of my head but I know it has to be faster than the other sentries. And the fact that you can place multiple of them down without them despawning like the sentries queues up matches to have some fucking badass firefights.
At our extraction we had two HMGs down on high ground points covering different main choke points while I supported from behind in the mech with our last teammate. Hearing the two fifties blasting away with my mini gun going off was the most stimulating auditory porn I’ve ever listened to and watching the bugs patrols just get melted where they stood was so mf satisfying. We had a super smooth extraction with plenty of kills to go round and it spurred me to write the post because I swear it was the most fun I’ve had in this game in a while.
I know it takes forever for it to turn and it can run out of ammo kinda quick if you lay on the trigger but honestly, it’s just a lot of fun to use and that’s what’s important fr. There’s something cinematic about sprinting up to a raised rock and calling it down to support your teammates in a bind.
I’d even argue it might even be more useful than sentries depending on the situation and its overall a hell of a lot safer for your teammates. Being able to aim it yourself and focus heavier enemies instead of wasting high caliber rounds on scavengers makes it more valuable than the AC sentry that turns 180 degrees to point blank the hunter and collateral two teammates and itself imo.
2024.05.16 20:01 SimpingForLexi Once a cheater always a cheater?(M19)(F20)
For the past year I’ve been dating my gf. We met in 8th grade at the time she had a boyfriend so whenever I would make advances they’d just get shut down. We rekindled my senior year of high school when I discovered her instagram page. At the time I didn’t know if she was currently in a relationship and didn’t really care to ask. We made small talk here and there but never anything flirtatious or sexually suggestive. One day she texted me and asked if I wanted her to hook me up with one of her friends, so of course me being me I accepted the offer. She then proceeded to ask me if I was a cheater, I told her no. She then asked for my number to put us into contact and right after I sent it. She texted me on iMessage stating that she thinks we’d make a good couple. I had been tricked. And in this moment when I read her text I couldn’t help but feel like the nice guy who finished last and got what was left over. we started chatting again more frequently and this was probably at the peak of my “hoe phase” I had just recently got a car gifted to me by my loving parents. So as a horny teen who just recently graduated I was doing bad. Seeing girls daily (intimately) sometimes even two. So as you could imagine I was not in the mental head space to jump into a relationship especially seeing that I’ve never been in one. Mind you she knew the type of guy I was, Because during my “hoe phase” I would publicize me going on dates with various girls on my instagram story cause I thought it was cool and my buddies would always ask how can I maneuver so carelessly and still have women that still put up with me. Around this time we weren’t in a relationship yet so their wasn’t any consequences for my actions. She’d see it complain then brush it off. But seeing that I did use to like this girl a lot…and I mean a lot, Just to put it into perspective for you on how delusional and down bad I was. When we first started chatting again, I went to our old Snapchat messages and reread every single one which took about 3 hours and they were so cringey and sappy to me that I took the time to delete every single one. (She was one of those weird people who’d saved the messages instead of letting them automatically delete after 24 hours) I felt like I had to do this because I didn’t want her to have any recollection of that desperate version of myself. Fast forward a few weeks and we went on our first date. I decided to take things slow with her by limiting myself to only kissing and fingering her. Then About a month after that is when we first had sex. And it felt exactly like I expected it to…magical. It was like we were two bodies who were meant for each other that finally met. Fast forward a few more months now it’s time for her to go off to college and when she left I slowly started reverting back into my old ways of seeing multiple girls a week and being promiscuous. This continued up until about January the next year when I got caught. Long story short, she cried I cried and we both decided that we’d like to move forward. During this season of our relationship I was constantly feeling guilt so much to the point where I ever considered suicide. I was constantly in my head saying things like “is it even worth it” “she probably doing it too and you just don’t know” “leave her” “it’ll never work” “you won’t regain her trust” “our relationship is irreparable” “don’t waste anymore of your youthful years on this failing relationship”. And with due time these negative thoughts stopped consuming my mind and we actually started doing better. I quit my job moved in with her and started working remotely. At this point in my life I couldn’t be any happier. It felt like a dream come true. All it took was one weekend and all of this ended. At this point it’s around spring break so all the surrounding colleges are having parties. I devised a plan to pick all the boys and go on a little road trip. We hit different colleges daily to party, drink and smoke and the biggest of incentive all, to meet girls. Looking back on it, this was a recipe for disaster. On one particular night I uploaded a video of me getting twerked on my by a girl to my close friends on instagram not remembering that she was still included in it. And before I could even sober up and realize what the fuck I’ve just done she eventually saw it and messaged me stating that this is her last time and “we’re done”. In this moment when I read the text while being drunk & high I just couldn’t find it in me to care or fight for our relationship. So I just thought to myself “ok”. As the night proceeded I found myself in some random suite where a girl approached me and began express her interest in me and long story short I ended up cheating. When all the fun was over and I dropped all the guys back home. I was still tasked with having to drive my girlfriend m back to her dorm cause she stayed with family for the weekend. I didn’t want to take her but no other buses were departing and everyone who she could’ve possibly asked was already preoccupied or just didn’t feel like doing a 4 hour drive there and back. And plus before all this turmoil I had already promised to her that I’d drive her back. I go to pick her up and she’s all moody and for the first 3 hours of the ride she gives me silent treatment. And the first words out of her mouth were “you know when we get back to my dorm you’re packing your shit and leaving right?” At first I didn’t respond. I laughed actually, not hysterically but more of a “wow after all we been thru you’re really ending this?” Laugh. All types of thoughts started racing thru my head. Part of me wanted to serve the car in front of an oncoming 18 wheeler but then I remembered that she’s still here with me and as ironic as it sounds I’d never want to hurt her, especially in a way that could result in fatality. The laughing slowly turned into silent tears. The pain I was feeling in my stomach was so excruciating it felt as if I had just been stabbed with a 10 foot sword repeatedly over and over and over again. I eventually started uncontrollably crying and spewing out my feelings. While doing this I confessed to cheating on her and told how I’d been long before that weekend. I pulled over to the side of the interstate in the middle of nowhere with no reception got out and just started crying even harder so she couldn’t see. I felt like my life had been ruined and the only person I could blame for it was myself. I eventually got back in and started driving in silence again. After all that crying with the added partying the past week and weekend I must’ve been real tired cause I started to doze off which I usually don’t. I’ve taken the drive enough to become accustomed to it and have built up enough stamina to make it all the way through without having to fight the feeling of tiredness. She noticed this and offered to take the wheel which I respectfully declined. I then told her I’d be pulling over to the side of the road to catch a quick 2 minute nap. I typically do this whenever I’m on extra long drives and my friends know me for it. I set a 2 minute timer on my phone and let my body temporarily rejuvenate as much as possible. And chances are they usually fall asleep too. Because I’d literally rather trust myself to drive tired before I let one of my unlicensed friends behind the wheel. I put my head down for what felt like 10 seconds and woke up to her nudging my shoulder saying that 7 minutes have passed. This bothered me because if I was so tired to the point I myself didn’t hear the alarm she should have came to the realization that I was genuinely tired and let me rest a little longer. But because it was her birthday she probably overlooked this aspect of my situation because she was just tooeager to get to her own birthday party that her friends had started without her. I began driving again will still tired and now aggravated from being woken up. I began to speed at this point we’re 40 miles away from our destination. The tiredness began to take over again and before I knew it I wake up to the screaming of my name as the car is slowly drifting off the road and I’m stuck in mud on the side of the interstate. A state trooper and tow truck arrive to assess the situation and we end up taking a Uber the rest of the way. At this point I’m stranded. I spent my last on tow truck fees and don’t even have anything saved up to pay for the mechanic fees, let alone worry about gas money. We somehow managed talk and temporarily bandaid the under lying issue and sleep in the same bed that night but things progressively kept on getting worse and worse as the days went on. It got so bad to the point where we slept in different rooms, Or so I thought. The morning after I go into her room to check on her and see paper towels and her sitting up still crying in the same position she was the night before. I on the other hand actually slept pretty well. She then came into my room still with water in her cute pearly big eyes. And to my surprise sat down directly on my lap and told me how she couldn’t get no sleep. We hugged and talked and cried then ultimately came to the conclusion that our relationship is worth more than my stupid mistakes and I have some more maturing to do.
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2024.05.16 19:58 sherril8 [WTS] BearVault BV500 & Nitecore LR60 Lantern Power Bank Combo + 2 x Nitecore NL2150 batteries.
Hello!
BearVault BV500 - $75 OBO shipped Unused since we ended up going with two smaller models instead of the big one. Will ship via UPS in plain brown box.
Nitecore LR60 - $40 OBO shipped Comes with two 5000 mAh NL2150 batteries for a total of 10,000 mAh capacity. Charges via USB-C and has a USB-A port that acts as a power bank. Used as lantern for car camping but can also be a great backpacking two in one light source/power bank. Has magnetic base and is IP66 rated. The batteries alone sell for around $40.
If you decide to take both I can do $105 shipped!
Timestamp and photos here.
Thanks!
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BearVault BV500 - $75 OBO shipped Unused since we ended up going with two smaller models instead of the big one. Will ship via UPS in plain brown box.
Nitecore LR60 - $40 OBO shipped Comes with two 5000 mAh NL2150 batteries for a total of 10,000 mAh capacity. Charges via USB-C and has a USB-A port that acts as a power bank. Used as lantern for car camping but can also be a great backpacking two in one light source/power bank. Has magnetic base and is IP66 rated. The batteries alone sell for around $40.
If you decide to take both I can do $105 shipped!
Timestamp and photos here.
Thanks!
2024.05.16 19:46 6estined What am i doing wrong with Bo?
Some background info: So, I recently got back into Brawl Stars after stopping at around 130 trophies 2-3 years back. For some reason, I got Bo alongside some other brawlers when I came back. Anyways, fast forward a week, I have maxed him out to level 11, and I'm at tier 25. The issue that I noticed is that when I'm trying to progress for modes like Showdown, the only way to win is to either bush camp half the game if playing solo or, if in duo, to just get really lucky with teammates. I feel that this is the same for every other mode. I've had instances where I've dropped 60+ trophies because of bad teammates. Is it because he's not great in the meta right now, or that he's my only maxed-out or played brawler, and not being able to do ranked would be affecting when playing in trophy modes?
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2024.05.16 19:46 6estined What am i doing wrong with Bo?
Some background info: So, I recently got back into Brawl Stars after stopping at around 130 trophies 2-3 years back. For some reason, I got Bo alongside some other brawlers when I came back. Anyways, fast forward a week, I have maxed him out to level 11, and I'm at tier 25. The issue that I noticed is that when I'm trying to progress for modes like Showdown, the only way to win is to either bush camp half the game if playing solo or, if in duo, to just get really lucky with teammates. I feel that this is the same for every other mode. I've had instances where I've dropped 60+ trophies because of bad teammates. Is it because he's not great in the meta right now, or that he's my only maxed-out or played brawler, and not being able to do ranked would be affecting when playing in trophy modes?
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2024.05.16 19:46 6estined What am i doing wrong with Bo?
Some background info: So, I recently got back into Brawl Stars after stopping at around 130 trophies 2-3 years back. For some reason, I got Bo alongside some other brawlers when I came back. Anyways, fast forward a week, I have maxed him out to level 11, and I'm at tier 25. The issue that I noticed is that when I'm trying to progress for modes like Showdown, the only way to win is to either bush camp half the game if playing solo or, if in duo, to just get really lucky with teammates. I feel that this is the same for every other mode. I've had instances where I've dropped 60+ trophies because of bad teammates. Is it because he's not great in the meta right now, or that he's my only maxed-out or played brawler, and not being able to do ranked would be affecting when playing in trophy modes?
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