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2013.03.25 23:59 bryanAfox Bitcoin deutsch & Bitcoin in German speaking countries

Das "originale" und älteste Subreddit für News und Infos über Bitcoin auf deutsch. Ihr findet hier überwiegend Links zu Berichten in (Mainstream-) Medien und Presse, sowie News und Beiträge aus den deutschsprachigen Bitcoin-Communities. Eure Fragen und Beiträge sind auch jederzeit willkommen! Links und Inhalte spiegeln nicht unbedingt "unsere" Meinung wider.

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2013.08.29 22:04 Jack_Of_All_Meds No knowledge about AV systems? No problem!

This subreddit is made to help people purchase a new car audio/video system for their vehicles, but have no idea where to start, what to do, or are just plain confused on everything other than "I want my music to sound better."

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2024.05.16 11:31 UnjustBaton1156 Need a hype up/ nudge to start a trilogy run. Help. lol

It's trilogy time again! Woo. Except... My brain is stuck on hitting play. Call it boredom, weird mood, or whatevs but I'm having a hard time getting my brain to lock in. So hoping that some fellow fans of the series can hype me up for it? Kinda like a commercial or triggering a craving for it.
Have a rough sketch of some choices mapped out bc that's how I differentiate all my Sheps. This will be a Ruthless, Colonist Shep, rolling Infiltrator with hacking bonus power, romance Liara in 1 (for me, romancing her in 1 always makes it make sense when she goes to the trouble of recovering you in 2) and Garrus in 2 & 3, Ashley will be this run's VS (sorry Kaidan, still love you too) Anderson is on the council. Udina may be better suited for it but I'm not helping him ☺️
So that's what I have so far and would love to play but the brain won't catch the groove. Silly brain. Mass Effect sub please help hype me up to board the Normandy, become the first Human Specter, explore planets, and smash aliens - with biotics of course

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2024.05.16 11:31 Far_Desk6688 100% Hand Viewing in Gwent. Cheaters exist.

So unfortunately I couldnt provide recording as my geforce experience had crashed while I was in game.
This is too perfect to be a coinsidence.
I am playing handbuff. Opponent is playing imprisonment madoc. Im on PC so I always pay close attention to not highlight cards I dont need to.
I have dana, torque, agleis, sticky situation, and Ioverth in my round 1 hand. Agleis is second card from left, and torque is the last card to the right.
Opponent highlights my Dana. I play Dana, but he then only highlights the only purify I have in my hand, so he doesnt use his leader on it (imprisonment), then proceeds to highlight in the next few turns my sticky situation, which buffs torque which bounces to agleis. He highlights my agleis which I am paying special attention to not highlight myself.
Then he highlights my Iorverth and sticky situation on the board before I have even considered playing it almost to forsee what cards from hand I will play.
I then use it to buff torque which hits agleis a second time, and he immidiately highlights my agleis on the opposite side of my hand again with me paying special attention not to highlight my own cards.
He then again highlights my purify and the elf sorceress I have in my hand. He locks my sorceress and then highlights my purify as to prompt me to use it.
All this time Im so happy because I thought I could save a geforce highlight of the cheating.
This is too much of a coinsedence. I know some will say mind games, but to pefectly highlight agleis every time she got buffed by torque which happened 3 times and opponent only highlighted her card when she got buffed, never in between.

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2024.05.16 11:24 Writteninsanity Splitting Seconds: Chapter 1 - Blind Dates (The Superpower Soulmates Story)

It candidly sucked being surrounded by constant reminders that you’d lost the genetic lottery. Sure, it was easier than some people thought to get around the world without powers; it wasn’t like the government expected everyone to be a speedster or to be able to fly. Hell, a hundred years ago, nobody even had powers. The infrastructure was there. Life went on.
That said, staying cheery about the hand I’d been dealt was difficult. Enhanced perception was useful for a lot of things, from party tricks to always reading the fine print, but next to flight? Next to teleportation?
I’d gotten hung up on movement powers because I’d taken the bus to the bar, and the only superpower buses had was being late.
I was specifically at the bar for the sake of a blind date set up by my best friend; Todd was about two times my size and could throw a car across the street. His powers did nothing to help me with his current obsession with my dating life, but here we were. I supposed it was a fair obsession. I hadn’t been trying.
It honestly made sense that Todd had been keenly aware of romance since he’d met his soul mate. See, a strange thing with powers was that when you were around your soulmate, they were inexplicably stronger. Todd had met Soo-jung when she’d been on vacation in Crescent three years ago. They’d been inseparable since, and he’d been able to throw a car down three blocks instead of across the street.
Or so he claimed. Nobody was eager to volunteer their car for a demonstration, or anything else heavy and expensive, for that matter.
For my part, I hadn’t spent a lot of time guessing what would happen if I met my soulmate. It was a common train of thought for some, but I never found that it stopped at any fun stations. Instead, I indulged Todd’s meddling because he was my friend and bad dates at least made good stories.
“Gimme a sec, I’ll grab us another round,” Todd announced as he pushed out from our table. “Emma said she’s going to be here soon.”
“You bought the last one.”
“Yeah, now you can buy two in a row once Emma gets here and look generous. Think about it, man.”
“Sure,” I answered, but Todd was already walking away from the table and toward the bar.
Soo-jung leaned in. “You know he’s trying, right?”
“I know, maybe a little too much.”
“You don’t hear the half of it.”
“Oh, good.”
“I had to tell him to calm down when it came to buttering you up to Emma,” Soo-jung explained as she took a sip from her drink. “Sometimes I wonder about him.”
“I’m surprised he says anything nice about me.”
“He’d never say it to your face.” She watched Todd at the bar instead of looking at me during our conversation.
“Does that mean you’ll do it for him?”
“He trusts me to keep his secrets.”
“How about I suggest things and read your reaction?” I asked.
Soo-jung frowned in response before she pointedly rolled her eyes. She knew that reading reactions was one of my party tricks. If you couldn’t be powerful, you could at least read a room.
“Okay, fine. What do you know about Emma?”
“Her last name’s Tavish.”
“That’s it?”
“She works with Todd.”
“I knew that. He kept telling me she was a co-worker.”
“Todd thinks she’s cute.”
“He told you that?”
“No, but he has high standards for you.”
“That’s all the detail you have?”
“Todd’s not allowed to talk about work at hom- Hey, honey.”
Todd was back at the table holding all three pints in one arm; he passed one to each of us despite Soo being less than halfway finished with her current drink. Once he’d finished distributing, he turned to Soo-jung and asked her a question in broken Korean.
He’d been trying to learn, and he was still struggling. Not that I knew the language.
“Yes,” Soo-jung responded in English, “we were talking about Emma; no Korean around Toby. It’s rude.”
“I thought you wanted me to practice?”
“You can practice at home.”
“So we were talking about Emma,” Todd jumped back to the previous topic instead of discussing his inconsistent study of Korean. “Awesome woman, perfect for you, man.”
“What makes you say that?” I asked.
“Oh, she sucks too.”
“Ah, thanks.”
“He means powers-wise,” Soo-jung stepped in.
“So you do know something about her,” I pointed out.
“Something? I’ve been telling Soo everything since we got in the car to come here.” Just as Todd finished, he flinched. Soo had kicked him under the table. “But it wasn’t much, really.”
“What do I get to know?”
“I don’t want to taint your expectations.” He pushed his empty glass away, swapping it with the new one. “But can I be serious for a second?”
I considered it. “Sure.”
“She’s like my boss’, boss’ boss. So best behavior.”
“Wait. Seriously?” I leaned in. Todd worked for the CPRU, which meant that she had to be a heavy hitter if she was high ranked in the city’s power regulation department. “She’s—”
“Not quite.” He backpedaled. “We share a building. She’s straight DPR.”
I blinked twice at that. “Way to set me up to fail.”
“You should believe in yourself,” Soo cut in.
“Todd I w—”
“And she’s here.” Todd had turned his attention away from me and toward his phone. “Hope you’re ready to meet your soulmate.”
“Honey, don’t set that expectation.”
The bar’s front door opened, and I was the only one who could hear it over the atmosphere. I glanced over, and there she was.
She was stunning by any definition, but especially mine. Maybe it was a strange way to describe someone, but she looked beautifully meticulous, from brunette hair to olive skin, to her light blue jacket; everything was in place, and everything about her was gorgeous. Assuming that was Emma, I owed Todd big time.
“Okay, that can’t be her, right?” I asked Todd. After a second, without a response, I checked to see if he was waving at her, but he was stock still, a stupid grin plastered over his face. “Todd?”
Holy shit. The DPR had some crazy people on their roster, but this- I waved a hand in front of Todd’s face and snapped my fingers, then caught the sound of a single cautious heel clicking against the floor.
I stood up from the table and looked back at the door. She’d taken one step into the bar but had gotten caught in the same shock I had. “Emma?” I asked.
She snapped her attention to me -god, her eyes were- but she just looked confused.
“Toby,” I explained, “I’m Todd’s friend.” I motioned over to Todd’s still body and took the first steps to say hello. “This is really impressive. I didn’t think this was possible. It’s cool to meet someone wh—”
“I’m not doing this,” she said. “This is impossible. How are yo—”
“Trust me, this isn’t in my…” We stared at each other for a moment. Somehow, time stopped more than it already was.
“Holy shit.” We both said it at once.
“So this isn’t you?” she asked. Her eyes were still meandering around the frozen bar instead of staying in the conversation with me.
“No, it’s not,” I walked along her gaze and ended up against the bar counter, “did Todd tell you what my power was?”
“He just told me you wouldn’t mind having me around,” Emma answered, which somehow just brought up more questions.
“Enhanced perception,” I grabbed a drink off of the bar to see if I could; As soon as I touched it, it seemed to animate back to life. “What do you mean, ‘mind having you around’?”
“I dampen powers,” she explained, a little quieter than anything else she’d said, “make them weaker, hard to use. The technical definition is long and wordy so…” She sighed as she watched me slosh the beer around. “It’s a lot of trouble, really.”
“Probably good for work,” I offered.
“Pretty much the whole reason I have my job, but Callum wouldn’t admit that.” She approached, but there wasn’t an open seat near where I was standing, nor could we ask for someone to move. “Callum is—”
“Callum Rehsman, head of the D.P.R for the past six years,” I stepped in, “sorry, comes with the perception thing.”
“Honestly, I’m just glad I don’t have to explain it,” Emma took to leaning against the bar instead of walking over to a seat. She undid the top button of her shirt, which was probably too high for a date, anyway. “Emma Terish. Ring any bells up there?”
“No.”
“And you’re?”
“Toby Vander,” I put down the beer to offer my hand, and it froze as soon as I let go. We both paid attention to that instead of the potential formal hello.
“So this isn’t you.” Emma reached for the glass and picked it up; once she did, it animated just like it had with me. “And it isn’t me…”
I swallowed nothing. We’d both said holy shit for a reason, but it felt impossible to admit it. Wasn’t there supposed to be a — Well, something? Anything?
Then again, we were stopping time, and what else could you ask for?
“Do you want a drink, Toby?” Emma asked. She vaulted herself over the bar with a frankly shocking amount of grace for someone in a pantsuit.
“Uh, sure.”
“I’d ask what you were drinking, but we might have limited options,” she was considering her new vantage point from behind the counter.
I took the opportunity to grab the drink I’d left behind on the table. “I’ll use the one I had.” I tapped Todd’s hand for posterity, and nothing happened to him. “Any idea what this might—”
“No idea,” she answered without letting me finish, “but my job involves dealing with unknown powers, so…” She tried to use the soda-gun and swore when it didn’t work. “You learn to roll with it until people cooperate.”
“You still think I’m doing this?”
“I know it’s not me, and there aren’t many options here with us,” she said as she ducked behind the bar and came back up with a lemonade cooler, “but I came here for a date, and I plan to have one. Been a long week.”
I returned to the bar, finding a seat now that she was on the other side. “I just need to establish that this isn’t me. I’m not trying to—”
“If it isn’t you and it’s not me stopping time around us, then someone is giving us a very private venue for our first date.”
“Isn’t that nice?”
“It really is.” She took a sip of her drink, then pulled it away before she had time to swallow. “Shit. Do you have cash?”
“I’ll cover you.” She frowned at that; clearly she wasn’t satisfied with someone else paying for everything. “Plus, you’re serving me tonight. So…” That seemed to be enough plausible deniability to satisfy her. “Cheers?”
“Cheers.”
Throughout drink one, we were casting nervous glances around the paused bar; by drink five, we were laughing, just the two of us. Hours dripped by with the free beer… or they didn’t… It was hard to tell.
Emma added her sixth can to her pyramid and composed herself. “Okay, okay, okay. One second.” She took a deep breath. “This has been so much fun, but I told Todd I’d tell him when I got here so” — she needed another second to find her verbal footing — “can you stop this now?”
“Stop what?” I was halfway through a sip.
“This is the coolest power I’ve seen but—”
“It’s not me, I promise,” my insistence ended up sounding more like a drunk debate. The drunk part was accurate.
“So your power really is enhanced perception.”
“Yes.”
“Okay. Okay. You’re not lying.”
“What makes you say that?”
“Because that’s lame and—” She stopped herself. “Shit, sorry.”
“I am so used to it.”
“You wouldn’t say that drunk if you could stop time is my point,” she almost ducked down to grab another drink but thought better of it. “So, that makes us…”
We’d reached this impasse several times in the last hours. I scanned her. The lines on her face. The size of her irises. She was worried. Apprehensive.
So I said it first.
“We’re soul mates.”
She looked down and to the left, considering instead of answering.
“Why else would one of us display a power we’d never seen before? Unless you’re right and someone was stopping time for everyone but me and—”
“And the woman who’s immune to powers,” she cut in. “Maybe we are soul mates, but turn it off.”
“It’s not—”
“Toby, please.”
“I don’t—” I stopped short and instead tried even though I didn’t know how. My perception was passive. I didn’t get to choose whether I used it. Was there supposed to be a switch somewhere inside my head? Was I—
How long had it been at this point? Six, seven hours? We’d planned to meet pretty late and it would almost be light out by now. She was right. We had to get—
“I don’t know how,” I admitted, “if it’s me.”
Emma opened her mouth to say something, then reconsidered. Her perfectly manicured nails were digging into the vinyl of the bar top.
“Okay. It’s been lovely, but if you getting here started this then,” I said as I stood up, “maybe I just need to leave, and that will turn it off so we can figure out what’s going on.” I took the first steps toward the door.
“That’s a good plan,” she nodded along with what she was saying, like she was convincing herself, “I’ll reach out to you. It was an excellent date.”
“Let Todd know for me,” I added as I reached the door; a second later, I stepped into the chilled early-fall air. The door didn’t shut behind me, so I kept walking until I would have been out of eyesight.
Then I stopped.
Should I have turned around? What were the chances that she was my soul mate? What was I leaving behind if I didn’t see her again? It was a dumb thought, but the idea of walking away started gnawing at me.
But what choice did I have? In front of me, a couple was frozen in the middle of a quiet conversation on the way to the bar. Soul mates only affected one another when they were close by. I took a few more steps and started to sprint.
I was three blocks away when the world stuttered around me. My vision blurred, and the moonlight was shattered by the sun. I stumbled, almost crashing into a woman dressed like she was on her way to brunch.
Shit. I’d left my jacket at the bar, but—
I checked my watch; 8:06 AM.

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2024.05.16 11:20 South_Sheepherder439 Landlord came in while asleep; I heard a man’s voice. I opened my bedroom door and pointed my pistol at him…

In NM btw.
I was out until around 6AM the night before at my office finishing up paperwork from a surprise board inspection at my clinic and pharmacy. I went home, took off my clothes, shut the bedroom door, and crashed.
I woke up around 8 or 9 AM hearing what sounded like a man’s voice in my kitchen; then I hear papers ruffling around in my back office/2nd bedroom.
At this point; I’m pretty sure I’m getting robbed.
I creep out of bed (naked as a jay-bird) and get my 9mm pistol from the nightstand. I can now hear them whispering outside my bedroom door.
I figure it’s now or never. I open the door and point it right at some guy and say “the f*** are you doing”.
He puts his hands up and says ”woah woah, we’re with the apartment complex; we’re doing inspections”.
I respond: “what inspection?”
He responds “we sent out a notice”.
I lower my pistol, and respond “you guys scared the shit out of me; you almost got shot. Let me get some clothes on”. (Since I’m naked)
I open my door again and they are gone.
I’m like, WTH? Oh well. And go back to get some Much needed sleep. This was Thursday the 9th btw.
Onto Friday the 10th: The next morning I wake up, and my car has been towed. (I think retaliation)
Now to yesterday, Wednesday the 15th: I get a notice taped to my door that says the following:
“THREE (3)-DAY NOTICE OF SUBSTANTIAL VIOLATION OF RENTAL AGREEMENT”
“…you, or someone with your consent, did the following: endangering the safety of another by handling or using a firearm or other deadly weapon in a negligent manner.”
Then below that it has a check box next to an item that states:
“Unlawful use of a deadly weapon”
Then lastly,
“The owner may terminate the rental agreement 3 days from the date of service”
Obviously, they missed my door when they put up the notices. (They usually tape them to the door, it’s what they did last year).
What do I do???

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2024.05.16 11:06 the-tech-Engineer Best way to store a tech collection outside?

Hello everyone, since I have a big tech collection but my parents aren't happy about it (apparently a 90x45cm shelf with old computers is too much for them to handle...) I likely will have to store my collection outside and buy a cabinet with a lock to protect my collection from getting robbed
Sounds simple enough right? WRONG
While this idea works, the computers during the winter will not like the humidity that can break them down, most of these are 20 years old or more, as a result I need a closet that doesn't let humidity go inside
basically I need a solution that will prevent the computers from getting permanently damaged during bad weather and cold
I live in Geneva so temperatures rarely go below -5C during winter, if that matters

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2024.05.16 10:41 Sweet-Count2557 15 Fun Things to Do in Long Branch

15 Fun Things to Do in Long Branch Looking for some fantastic fun in Long Branch? Look no further! We've rounded up 15 fabulous activities and attractions that are sure to keep you entertained during your visit.From beach activities that will make a splash, to dining and shopping options that will tantalize your taste buds, there's something for everyone.And that's not all - we've got thrilling entertainment, outdoor adventures, and historical sites that will transport you to another time.But wait, there's more! We'll even give you the inside scoop on the Oceanfest Celebration, the Long Branch Public Library, Wave Resort & Spa, and Lezamas Pizza.So get ready to embark on an unforgettable journey through Long Branch - the fun awaits!Key TakeawaysLong Branch offers a beautiful beach with over 2 miles of coastline.Pier Village is a great spot for dining and boutique shopping along the boardwalk.There are various entertainment options including free summer concerts at Pier Village and family-friendly performances at the New Jersey Repertory Company.Outdoor activities such as playing at Tonys Place playground and taking a stroll on the Long Branch Boardwalk are popular options for families.Beach ActivitiesWhen it comes to beach activities in Long Branch, there's no shortage of fun and excitement for everyone to enjoy. With over 2 miles of beautiful beach, Long Branch offers the perfect setting to relax and play in the surf and sand. One popular destination is Seven Presidents Oceanfront Park, where you can indulge in various beach activities. Build sandcastles with your kids, take a refreshing dip in the ocean, or simply soak up the sun while enjoying the breathtaking views.But the fun doesn't stop there. Long Branch also offers a vibrant dining and shopping scene. Along the boardwalk at Pier Village, you can explore a variety of eateries and boutique shops. Treat yourself to some coastal cuisine with the kiddos at Surf Taco, or try one of the 220 varieties of omelettes at Amy's Omelette House. And if you're craving a juicy burger, head over to Jrs, which is considered the best on the Shore. Don't forget to satisfy your sweet tooth at Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory or indulge in a delicious ice cream cone at Nicholas Creamery or Coney Waffle.For entertainment and shows, you'll find plenty of options in Long Branch. Axelrod Performing Arts Center offers children's programming, while Pier Village hosts free summer concerts. In August, don't miss the annual Long Branch Jazz and Blues Festival. And if you're up for some friendly competition, challenge the kids in skee ball at the Boardwalk Fun and Games arcade.Long Branch also boasts outdoor activities that the whole family will enjoy. Take the little ones to Tonys Place playground at Seven Presidents Oceanfront Park, or go skating at Skateplex, which is open year-round and free of charge. And of course, a leisurely stroll on the Long Branch Boardwalk is always a great way to spend time together.With its rich history, Long Branch offers some fascinating historical sites to explore. Visit the historic Church of Presidents, where seven presidents spent time, and learn more about its significance.Throughout the year, Long Branch hosts various events that are perfect for families. Experience the annual Oceanfest celebration on the 4th of July, filled with fun activities and fireworks.When it comes to family-friendly attractions, Long Branch has you covered. Take your little ones to enjoy storytime at the Long Branch Public Library, where they can immerse themselves in the joy of reading.After a day filled with beach activities and exploration, you'll need a comfortable place to rest. Consider a beachfront stay at Wave Resort & Spa or Ocean Place Resort & Spa, where you can rejuvenate and unwind.And for those craving some mouthwatering pizza, make sure to try the renowned pizza at Lezamas on Broadway. And if you're in the mood for some delicious fries, Windmill has got you covered with their award-winning fries, voted the best in the state.In Long Branch, there's truly something for everyone. Whether you're looking for beach fun, delicious food, entertainment, or historical sites, this vibrant city in New Jersey has it all. So pack your bags, gather your loved ones, and get ready to create unforgettable memories in Long Branch.Dining and ShoppingAs we explore the vibrant dining and shopping scene in Long Branch, prepare to indulge in a delightful array of culinary delights and discover unique boutiques along the boardwalk at Pier Village.Long Branch offers a variety of dining options that will satisfy every craving. Whether you're in the mood for coastal cuisine or a mouthwatering burger, you'll find it here. Surf Taco is a popular spot for families, where you can feast on delicious tacos while enjoying the ocean breeze. For breakfast lovers, Amy's Omelette House is a must-visit, with over 220 varieties of omelettes to choose from. And if you're in the mood for the best burgers on the Shore, Jrs is the place to go.After satisfying your taste buds, it's time to explore the unique boutiques along the boardwalk. Pier Village is a shopper's paradise, offering a wide range of shops to suit every style. From trendy clothing boutiques to artisanal chocolate stores, there's something for everyone. Indulge in chocolates, candy, and caramel apples at Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory, or treat yourself to a delicious ice cream cone at Nicholas Creamery or Coney Waffle.As you stroll along the boardwalk, you'll be captivated by the lively atmosphere and the stunning views of the ocean. Take your time to browse through the shops, and don't forget to stop by the local artisans selling their handmade crafts. From unique jewelry to one-of-a-kind artwork, you'll find treasures that will make your visit to Long Branch truly memorable.Entertainment and ShowsGet ready to be entertained and delighted with an exciting lineup of shows and activities in Long Branch. Whether you're a fan of music, theater, or family-friendly events, Long Branch offers something for everyone.One of the highlights of the entertainment scene in Long Branch is the Axelrod Performing Arts Center. They offer a variety of children's programming, including theater performances and workshops. It's a great opportunity for your kids to explore their creativity and develop a love for the arts.If you're a music lover, you won't want to miss the free summer concerts at Pier Village. These concerts feature a wide range of musical genres, from rock and pop to jazz and blues. It's the perfect way to spend a summer evening, enjoying great music with the ocean as your backdrop.For jazz and blues enthusiasts, the annual Long Branch Jazz and Blues Festival in August is a must-attend event. This festival brings together talented musicians from all over the country for a weekend of soulful performances. It's a celebration of the rich musical heritage of Long Branch and a great opportunity to dance and groove to some amazing tunes.If you're looking for some family-friendly fun, head to the Boardwalk Fun and Games arcade. Challenge your kids to a game of skee ball or try your luck at the various arcade games. It's a great way to bond with your family and create lasting memories.For theater lovers, the New Jersey Repertory Company is a must-visit. They offer a range of family-friendly performances that are sure to captivate audiences of all ages. From comedies to dramas, their shows are known for their high-quality performances and engaging storytelling.In addition to these activities, Long Branch also offers Bands by the Beach in West End Park on Sunday evenings. It's a great way to relax and enjoy live music in a beautiful outdoor setting. And during the summer, you can catch family-friendly movies on the beach with Movies at the Pier.With such a diverse range of entertainment options, Long Branch truly has something for everyone. So get ready to be entertained and have a great time exploring all that this vibrant city has to offer.Outdoor ActivitiesNow let's shift our focus to the exciting world of outdoor activities in Long Branch, where you can enjoy the fresh air and beautiful scenery while engaging in fun and active pursuits.Beach Activities:Long Branch offers over 2 miles of beautiful beach where you can soak up the sun and play in the surf and sand at Seven Presidents Oceanfront Park. It's the perfect spot for a day of relaxation and beach games with family and friends.Outdoor Recreation:If you're looking for some active fun, head to Tonys Place playground at Seven Presidents Oceanfront Park. This playground is a paradise for kids, with slides, swings, and climbing structures that will keep them entertained for hours.Skateplex at Seven Presidents is a haven for skateboarders and rollerbladers. It's open year-round and free to use, so grab your board and show off your skills on the ramps and rails.Long Branch is a haven for outdoor enthusiasts, offering a wide range of activities to satisfy your adventure cravings. Whether you prefer relaxing on the beach, playing in the sand, or getting active with playgrounds and skate parks, there's something for everyone.Soak up the sun, breathe in the fresh air, and let the freedom of the outdoors invigorate your spirit in Long Branch.Historical SitesLong Branch is home to several historical sites that offer a glimpse into the rich history of the area. One of the must-visit sites is the historic Church of Presidents. This beautiful church has a unique connection to American history, as it was frequented by several U.S. presidents during their time in office. It's a fascinating place to explore, with its stunning architecture and peaceful atmosphere.Another site worth visiting is the location where seven presidents spent their time. This area isn't only historically significant but also offers a beautiful view of the ocean. Imagine standing in the same spot where these influential leaders once stood, contemplating the decisions they made and the impact they had on our nation.As you wander through these historical sites, you'll be transported back in time, imagining what life was like during the eras of these presidents. You'll gain a deeper understanding of the rich history that shaped Long Branch and the United States as a whole.Visiting these historical sites isn't only educational but also a way to honor the past and appreciate the sacrifices made by those who came before us. It's a reminder of the freedoms we enjoy today and the importance of preserving our history for future generations.EventsAs we continue our exploration of Long Branch, let's turn our attention to the exciting world of events that take place in this vibrant city. Long Branch is known for its lively atmosphere and there's always something happening to keep you entertained. Here are some of the top events that you don't want to miss:Annual Oceanfest Celebration: Long Branch knows how to throw a party, and the annual Oceanfest celebration on the 4th of July is the perfect example. This event draws thousands of people each year with its live music, delicious food vendors, and spectacular fireworks display. It's a true celebration of summer and freedom.Free Summer Concerts at Pier Village: Imagine sitting on the beach, listening to live music and feeling the cool ocean breeze. That's exactly what you can experience at the free summer concerts at Pier Village. From local bands to nationally recognized artists, these concerts offer a wide range of musical genres that will have you dancing all night long.Long Branch Jazz and Blues Festival: If you're a fan of jazz and blues music, then mark your calendar for the annual Long Branch Jazz and Blues Festival in August. This festival brings together some of the best local and national talent for a day of soulful music and good vibes. Grab a blanket, relax on the grass, and let the music wash over you.Movies at the Pier: During the summer months, Long Branch offers family-friendly movie nights on the beach. Bring your beach chairs or blankets and settle in for a night under the stars, watching some of your favorite films. It's a unique and memorable way to enjoy a movie with your loved ones.Bands by the Beach: Every Sunday evening, West End Park comes alive with the sounds of live music as part of the Bands by the Beach series. Grab a picnic blanket, bring some snacks, and enjoy the tunes while the sun sets over the ocean. It's the perfect way to end the weekend and start the new week on a high note.Long Branch is a city that knows how to have a good time, and these events are just a taste of what you can expect. Whether you're a music lover, a film buff, or simply enjoy being part of a lively crowd, there's an event for you in this vibrant city. So grab your friends, embrace the freedom, and get ready to make some unforgettable memories.Family-Friendly AttractionsWith an abundance of family-friendly attractions, Long Branch offers an array of options for entertaining and enjoyable activities for all ages. Whether you're looking for outdoor adventures, cultural experiences, or simply a day of fun at the beach, Long Branch has something for everyone in the family.To make it easier for you to plan your family outing, here is a table highlighting some of the top family-friendly attractions in Long Branch:AttractionDescriptionSeven Presidents Oceanfront ParkPlay in the surf and sand at this beautiful beach park, perfect for picnics and building sandcastles.Pier VillageEnjoy dining, shopping, and entertainment along the boardwalk.Surf TacoFeast on delicious coastal cuisine with the kids.Boardwalk Fun and Games arcadeChallenge the kids in skee ball and other arcade games.Long Branch Public LibraryEnjoy storytime for toddlers at this welcoming library.At Seven Presidents Oceanfront Park, you can spend the day playing on the playground at Tonys Place or go skating at Skateplex, which is open year-round and free. The Long Branch Boardwalk offers a leisurely stroll with beautiful ocean views, perfect for quality family time.For those looking for cultural experiences, the Axelrod Performing Arts Center offers children's programming, and the New Jersey Repertory Company features family-friendly performances. You can also catch free summer concerts at Pier Village or attend the annual Long Branch Jazz and Blues Festival in August.Long Branch truly knows how to entertain families, with events like Movies at the Pier, where you can watch family-friendly movies on the beach during the summer. Bands by the Beach in West End Park on Sunday evenings is another great option for enjoying live music with the family.With so many family-friendly attractions to choose from, Long Branch guarantees a memorable and enjoyable experience for all. So pack your bags, gather the family, and get ready for a fun-filled adventure in Long Branch!AccommodationsFor a beachfront stay in Long Branch that offers both relaxation and luxury, look no further than Wave Resort & Spa and Ocean Place Resort & Spa. These accommodations provide the perfect escape for those seeking a peaceful retreat by the ocean.Wave Resort & Spa:Nestled on the shores of Long Branch, Wave Resort & Spa offers breathtaking views of the Atlantic Ocean. With its modern design and upscale amenities, this resort is the epitome of luxury. Indulge in a rejuvenating spa treatment or soak up the sun by the infinity pool. The resort also offers a variety of dining options, from a beachfront restaurant serving fresh seafood to a rooftop bar with panoramic views.Ocean Place Resort & Spa:Situated on a pristine stretch of beach, Ocean Place Resort & Spa is a haven for relaxation. The spacious rooms and suites feature elegant decor and plush furnishings, providing a comfortable and inviting atmosphere. Take a dip in the outdoor pool or unwind in the whirlpool spa. The resort also offers beach cabanas and a beachfront bar, allowing guests to fully enjoy the coastal ambiance.With their prime beachfront locations, Wave Resort & Spa and Ocean Place Resort & Spa offer the perfect accommodations for those looking to escape the hustle and bustle of everyday life. Whether you're seeking a romantic getaway or a fun-filled family vacation, these resorts provide the ultimate blend of relaxation and luxury. So pack your bags and get ready to experience the freedom and tranquility of a beachfront stay in Long Branch.Best PizzaWhen it comes to finding the best pizza in Long Branch, prepare your taste buds for a mouthwatering journey through the renowned flavors of Lezamas on Broadway. This beloved pizzeria is a local favorite, known for their delicious pies that are sure to satisfy any pizza lover's cravings.Lezamas on Broadway offers a wide variety of toppings and crust options, allowing you to customize your pizza to your liking. Whether you prefer classic toppings like pepperoni and cheese or more adventurous options like buffalo chicken or barbecue pulled pork, Lezamas has got you covered. Their crust is the perfect balance of crispy and chewy, providing a satisfying bite with every slice.But it's not just the pizza that keeps people coming back to Lezamas on Broadway. The cozy and inviting atmosphere makes it the perfect place to gather with friends and family for a casual meal. The staff is friendly and attentive, ensuring that your dining experience is top-notch.In addition to their delicious pizzas, Lezamas also offers a variety of other Italian dishes, such as pasta, calzones, and salads. So if pizza isn't your thing, there are still plenty of options to choose from.Whether you're a local looking for your go-to pizza spot or a visitor in search of a memorable meal, Lezamas on Broadway is a must-try. So grab a seat, indulge in a slice (or two), and experience the mouthwatering flavors that have made this pizzeria a beloved staple in Long Branch.Best FriesAfter savoring the mouthwatering flavors of Lezamas on Broadway's renowned pizza, it's time to indulge in another culinary delight that will leave your taste buds craving for more: the delicious fries at Windmill, a local favorite voted as the best in the state.Perfectly Crispy: Windmill's fries are a crispy masterpiece. Each fry is cooked to golden perfection, with a satisfying crunch that will have you reaching for more. Whether you prefer thin and crispy or thick and hearty, Windmill has you covered. These fries are the ideal balance of soft on the inside and crispy on the outside, making them the perfect accompaniment to any meal.Irresistible Seasonings: Windmill takes their fries to the next level with their irresistible seasonings. From classic salt and pepper to bold and flavorful options like garlic Parmesan or Cajun, there's a seasoning to satisfy every craving. Each bite is bursting with flavor, elevating these fries from ordinary to extraordinary. You won't be able to resist the urge to keep reaching for more.Generous Portions: At Windmill, you definitely get your money's worth. The portions of fries are generous, ensuring that you won't leave hungry. Whether you're enjoying them as a side to your burger or as a standalone snack, you'll be impressed by the amount of fries you receive. It's no wonder they've been voted the best in the state.Local Favorite: Windmill's fries have gained a loyal following among locals and visitors alike. Their reputation for serving up the best fries in the state has made them a must-visit spot for food enthusiasts. The friendly atmosphere and incredible flavors make Windmill a favorite among both young and old. Don't miss out on the opportunity to taste these fries for yourself.Indulging in Windmill's delicious fries is an experience you won't want to miss. With their perfect crispiness, irresistible seasonings, generous portions, and local popularity, these fries are truly the best in the state. So, make sure to stop by Windmill during your visit to Long Branch and treat yourself to a fry-tastic experience. Your taste buds will thank you.Church of PresidentsLocated in Long Branch, the Church of Presidents holds a rich historical significance as the place where seven presidents spent time. This beautiful church, officially known as the St. James Episcopal Church, stands as a testament to the important role Long Branch played in American history. As you step inside, you can't help but feel a sense of awe and reverence for the presidents who once graced these very pews.To give you a glimpse into the remarkable history of the Church of Presidents, here is a table showcasing the seven presidents who visited this hallowed place:PresidentYears Spent in Long BranchUlysses S. Grant1869-1877Rutherford B. Hayes1877-1881James A. Garfield1881Chester A. Arthur1881-1885Benjamin Harrison1889-1893William McKinley1897-1901Woodrow Wilson1913-1921Imagine sitting in the same space where these influential leaders sought solace and found inspiration. The Church of Presidents not only offers a glimpse into the past, but it also serves as a reminder of the enduring values that have shaped our nation.When visiting Long Branch, make sure to carve out time to explore the Church of Presidents. Whether you have a deep appreciation for history or simply want to experience a place that has witnessed the presence of greatness, this iconic landmark is a must-see. As you walk through its doors, you'll be transported back in time, connecting with the spirit of the presidents who once graced this sacred space.Oceanfest CelebrationEvery year, Long Branch comes alive with the vibrant and exciting Oceanfest Celebration. This annual event celebrates the 4th of July in the most spectacular way, drawing people from near and far to the beautiful shores of Long Branch. Here's why you don't want to miss out on this unforgettable celebration:Fireworks Extravaganza:The highlight of Oceanfest is undoubtedly the breathtaking fireworks display. As the sun sets, the sky becomes a canvas of vibrant colors, illuminating the ocean and creating a magical atmosphere. It's a spectacle that will leave you in awe and remind you of the freedom we cherish.Live Music and Entertainment:Oceanfest offers non-stop live music and entertainment throughout the day. From local bands to renowned artists, the diverse lineup caters to all musical tastes. So, grab a blanket, find a spot on the beach, and let the music move your soul as you celebrate freedom with fellow revelers.Delicious Food and Refreshing Drinks:Indulge in a wide array of culinary delights at the Oceanfest food vendors. From mouthwatering barbecue to fresh seafood, there's something to satisfy every craving. Sip on ice-cold beverages, tropical cocktails, or even a refreshing beer as you enjoy the festivities and embrace the carefree atmosphere.Oceanfest Celebration is the perfect way to experience the freedom and joy that Long Branch has to offer. So mark your calendars, gather your loved ones, and join us for a day filled with laughter, music, food, and, of course, fireworks. Let the spirit of freedom ignite your soul at Oceanfest Celebration in Long Branch.Long Branch Public LibraryIf you're looking for a place to dive into a world of books and knowledge, the Long Branch Public Library is the perfect destination. Located in the heart of Long Branch, this library is a haven for book lovers and knowledge seekers of all ages. As you step inside, you'll be greeted by the cozy atmosphere and the inviting scent of books.The library offers an extensive collection of books, ranging from classic literature to contemporary novels, non-fiction to poetry. Whether you're into mystery, romance, or science fiction, you're sure to find something that captures your interest.But the Long Branch Public Library isn't just about books. It also provides a range of services and programs that cater to the needs and interests of the community. From book clubs and writing workshops to children's storytime and technology classes, there's always something happening at the library. The knowledgeable staff is always ready to assist you in finding the perfect book or answer any questions you may have.In addition to the impressive collection and programs, the library also offers a comfortable reading area where you can curl up with a good book and lose yourself in its pages. The peaceful ambiance and natural light streaming through the windows make it the ideal spot to relax and enjoy a quiet moment of solitude.Wave Resort & SpaWhen planning a beachfront getaway in Long Branch, one can't resist the allure of Wave Resort & Spa. Nestled along the Jersey Shore, this luxurious resort offers the perfect blend of relaxation and excitement. Here's why Wave Resort & Spa should be at the top of your list:Unparalleled accommodations:Stay in spacious, modern rooms with breathtaking ocean views.Indulge in ultimate comfort with plush bedding and state-of-the-art amenities.World-class dining options:Savor delectable cuisine at the resort's signature restaurant, serving fresh seafood and farm-to-table dishes.Enjoy casual dining at the beachfront grill, where you can feast on juicy burgers and refreshing cocktails.Exciting activities for all ages:Dive into the sparkling infinity pool and soak up the sun on the expansive deck.Pamper yourself at the luxurious spa, where you can indulge in rejuvenating treatments and massages.Keep the kids entertained at the resort's kids club, offering a variety of fun-filled activities.Wave Resort & Spa provides the perfect backdrop for a rejuvenating beach vacation. Whether you're looking to relax by the pool, indulge in gourmet dining, or explore the vibrant Long Branch area, this resort has it all.Lezamas PizzaLezamas Pizza is a hidden gem in Long Branch, offering mouthwatering slices that will satisfy even the pickiest of pizza connoisseurs. Located on Broadway, this local pizza joint is a must-visit for anyone craving a delicious and satisfying meal.When you step inside Lezamas, you'll be greeted by the aroma of freshly baked pizza. The cozy and inviting atmosphere makes it the perfect place to gather with friends or enjoy a meal with your family. The friendly staff are always ready to take your order and make sure you leave with a smile on your face.One of the things that sets Lezamas Pizza apart is their attention to quality. Each slice is made with the freshest ingredients, from the homemade dough to the flavorful sauce and generous toppings. Whether you prefer classic cheese, pepperoni, or a specialty pizza like the BBQ chicken or Margherita, you can trust that every bite will be bursting with flavor.Not only is the pizza at Lezamas delicious, but they also offer a variety of other menu items to satisfy any craving. From crispy chicken wings to hearty pasta dishes, there's something for everyone. And if you're in the mood for something sweet, don't forget to try their homemade desserts like cannoli or tiramisu.Lezamas Pizza isn't just a place to grab a quick bite to eat, it's an experience. So next time you're in Long Branch, make sure to stop by and indulge in a slice of their mouthwatering pizza. You won't be disappointed.Frequently Asked QuestionsWhat Are Some Other Popular Beach Activities in Long Branch Besides Playing in the Surf and Sand at Seven Presidents Oceanfront Park?There are plenty of other popular beach activities in Long Branch besides playing in the surf and sand at Seven Presidents Oceanfront Park.You can take a leisurely stroll on the Long Branch Boardwalk, go skating at Skateplex at Seven Presidents, or enjoy the playground at Tony's Place.And if you're looking for some outdoor fun, check out the annual Oceanfest celebration on the 4th of July.Long Branch has something for everyone to enjoy by the beach!Are There Any Family-Friendly Events or Shows Happening at the Axelrod Performing Arts Center in Long Branch?Yes, there are family-friendly events and shows happening at the Axelrod Performing Arts Center in Long Branch. You and your loved ones can enjoy a variety of children's programming at this venue.It's a great way to introduce your kids to the world of performing arts while having a fun and entertaining time together. Whether it's a play, a musical, or a dance performance, the Axelrod Performing Arts Center offers something for everyone in the family to enjoy.Where Can I Find a Playground for My Kids to Play at in Long Branch?You can find a playground for your kids to play at in Long Branch at Tonys Place, located in Seven Presidents Oceanfront Park.This playground offers a fun and safe environment for children to enjoy. They can climb, slide, and have a great time while you relax and soak up the beautiful beach views.It's the perfect spot for some family fun in Long Branch!What Are Some Other Historical Sites to Visit in Long Branch Besides the Church of Presidents?There are a few other historical sites to explore in Long Branch, besides the Church of Presidents. One interesting spot is the location where seven presidents spent their time. It's a fascinating piece of history to discover.Additionally, you can visit the Long Branch Public Library for storytime for toddlers. It's a great way to engage with the little ones and foster a love for reading.These historical sites and family-friendly attractions add depth to the city's charm and offer something for everyone to enjoy.Are There Any Other Annual Events or Celebrations in Long Branch Besides Oceanfest?There are indeed other annual events and celebrations in Long Branch besides Oceanfest.One exciting event is the Long Branch Jazz and Blues Festival in August, where you can enjoy live music and soak up the vibrant atmosphere.Additionally, Bands by the Beach in West End Park on Sunday evenings offers fun for the whole family.And don't forget about the family-friendly movies on the beach during the summer with Movies at the Pier.Long Branch has something for everyone!ConclusionIn conclusion, Long Branch offers a plethora of fun-filled activities and attractions for the whole family.From enjoying the beach activities and indulging in delicious dining options to experiencing thrilling entertainment and exploring historical sites, there's never a dull moment in this vibrant coastal town.So pack your bags and get ready for an unforgettable adventure in Long Branch, where you can make lasting memories with your loved ones.Don't miss out on the excitement and charm that this town has to offer!

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2024.05.16 10:38 frforreal Please help! Nozomi Shinkansen booked for tomorrow but don’t know where I need to depart from!

Hi all, I’m so sorry for such a silly question but I’m overwhelmed with information.
I pre booked my nozomi shinkansen ticket yesterday at Shinjuku station but I don’t know where i am suppose to board the Shinkansen.
The ticket says “Tokyo Ward Area” as departure however google maps and other reddit posts seem to indicate that that Shinkansen departs from Shinigawa station.
Does this sound correct (departing from Tokyo station)

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2024.05.16 10:36 Oxari Role of saints in orthodoxy

Christ is risen!
I am having a problem with the tought that came to my mind and has been bothering.
Some reason I have locked this resoning that the veneration of saints have been influenced by pagan practices. For example some saints protecting some specific areas. It sounds very similar to how pagans had protecting deties in some places. Or most holy Theothokos is protecting us. I don't argue, just wanna some argument againts these anxious thoughts. The saint venerating haves just much similarities. And wasn't christianity in the eastern Rome influenced by pagans. I am sorry for being stubborn. Lord have mercy.

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2024.05.16 10:32 drugquests Forced to go to 30 day detox due to probation

I don't want to go at all. I know I have to or else I'll be sent to jail which is far worse but I do not want to be around a bunch of other people or listen to them and their issues. I can choose to come here and read if I want and select which posts I interact with. There I will have to be in group therapy. I really can't handle someone else's issues nor want to hear about them. I know that sounds terrible and hateful but I really can't handle being shut down in a space for a month doing nothing and eating garbage and board games. Sounds like complete hell. Not sure if we can even have phones and if not then I know I'll end up having a meltdown. I hope I don't have to room with someone else either because that's sensory overload. I do not like being around others I don't know especially in that type of space and condition.

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2024.05.16 10:16 reimicos Cats fighting, but one thinks he's playing

I've got a strange cat. He's a 18-20lb 7 year old Siberian male (fixed) who grew up playing with medium sized dogs. I've seen this cat flip 50lb dogs on their back and bunny kick them, so trust me when I say he's trying to play. My other cat is a 8lb 5 year old short hair (fixed) who does not engage with him. Most of the time they're content sleeping fairly close to each other but never cuddling. They don't hate each other. They've been together in the home for 4 years
There used to be a third cat, who the big boy would play with, but he passed away two years ago from kidney failure. Which is when the issues began. He will not stop beating the actual shit out of her. He takes this poor girl and suplexes her at all hours of the night. Which, as you can imagine, scares the hell out of me because it is a crazy sound. There's usually pee to clean, literally sometimes poop and very very rarely blood. She has once or twice knicked him trying to get away from him.
I've tried most of the common things. There's enough litter boxes, enough food and that food has been the same for years, feliway, relaxing drops, tons of toys, perches and scratching posts. He won't even play with me to get the energy out. I'll be the first to admit, they could have been introduced better. I tried to do it the right way but I've apparently have easy to open doors for large cats. They've been together four years and it wasn't an issue when his old companion was still running around with him.
Any suggestions? I don't have a way to reintroduce them as he can open doors and none of my doors have locks.

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2024.05.16 10:14 globeexplorer17 Sri Lanka: Must-Try Adventures for Thrill-Seekers

Sri Lanka, with its rich tapestry of landscapes ranging from pristine beaches to misty mountains and dense rainforests, is a playground for adventure enthusiasts. From surfing along the coast to hiking through rugged terrain and encountering wildlife in its natural habitat, there's no shortage of exhilarating experiences waiting to be discovered. Join us as we delve into the must-try adventures that make Sri Lanka a haven for thrill-seekers.
Surfing in Arugam Bay: Riding the Waves
Our adventure begins on the east coast of Sri Lanka, in the laid-back beach town of Arugam Bay. Known as one of the best surfing destinations in the world, Arugam Bay offers perfect waves for surfers of all levels, from beginners to experienced riders. Whether you're a novice looking to catch your first wave or an experienced surfer seeking a new challenge, Arugam Bay has something for everyone, making it an ideal destination for those booking Sri Lanka tour packages.
Heading out to the lineup, we paddle into the azure waters of the Indian Ocean, feeling the thrill of catching our first wave and riding it all the way to shore. With the sun on our backs and the sound of the surf in our ears, we lose ourselves in the rhythm of the ocean, carving through the waves and feeling a sense of freedom like never before.
Hiking in Ella: Scaling Peaks and Chasing Waterfalls
Leaving the coast behind, we head inland to the misty mountains of Ella, a picturesque hill town surrounded by lush tea plantations and verdant valleys. Lace up your hiking boots and get ready to explore some of Sri Lanka's most breathtaking landscapes.
Our first stop is Little Adam's Peak, a relatively easy hike that rewards us with panoramic views of the surrounding countryside from its summit. Continuing our adventure, we trek through dense forests and along rocky paths to reach the majestic Ella Rock, where we're treated to sweeping vistas of the Ella Gap and the distant peaks beyond.
Whale Watching in Mirissa: Encounter Giants of the Sea
No trip to Sri Lanka would be complete without a whale watching adventure off the coast of Mirissa, where we have the opportunity to encounter some of the ocean's most magnificent creatures up close.
Boarding a sturdy boat, we set out into the open waters of the Indian Ocean, scanning the horizon for signs of movement. Suddenly, a spout of water erupts from the surface, followed by the sight of a massive blue whale breaking the surface in a breathtaking display of power and grace. As we watch in awe, pods of dolphins playfully leap alongside the boat, completing the magical experience.
White Water Rafting in Kitulgala: Conquer the Rapids
For adrenaline junkies seeking the ultimate thrill, white water rafting in Kitulgala is an adventure not to be missed. Nestled amidst the lush forests of the central highlands, Kitulgala is home to some of the best white water rafting experiences in Asia, with exhilarating rapids and stunning scenery at every turn.
Strapping on our life jackets and helmets, we paddle our way through turbulent waters, navigating steep drops and swirling currents with the help of our expert guides. With each twist and turn of the river, we feel a rush of adrenaline coursing through our veins, making for an unforgettable adventure that will leave us craving more.
Safari in Yala National Park: Encounter Wildlife in the Wild
Our final adventure takes us to Yala National Park, Sri Lanka's premier wildlife sanctuary and home to a diverse array of exotic animals, including leopards, elephants, and sloth bears.
Boarding a rugged safari jeep, we venture deep into the heart of the park, our eyes peeled for signs of movement amidst the dense foliage. Suddenly, a majestic leopard emerges from the shadows, its golden coat glistening in the sunlight as it prowls through the underbrush in search of prey. As we continue our safari, we encounter herds of elephants bathing in the river, colorful birds flitting through the trees, and playful monkeys swinging from branch to branch, offering a glimpse into the rich tapestry of life that thrives in this pristine wilderness.
Conclusion: An Adventure of a Lifetime
As our adventure-filled journey through Sri Lanka comes to an end, we're filled with a sense of exhilaration and gratitude for the experiences we've shared and the memories we've made along the way. From riding the waves in Arugam Bay to hiking through misty mountains, encountering giants of the sea in Mirissa, conquering rapids in Kitulgala, and encountering wildlife in Yala National Park, Sri Lanka has captured our hearts and left us with a lifetime of cherished memories.
Whether you're a seasoned thrill-seeker or an adventurous soul looking to push your boundaries, Sri Lanka offers a myriad of experiences that are sure to satisfy your craving for adventure. So pack your bags, embark on your own Sri Lankan adventure, and prepare to be amazed by the wonders that await in this tropical paradise.

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2024.05.16 10:07 AdamantAce The New Titans #9 - War Dove

DC Next Proudly Presents:

THE NEW TITANS

In Shadow of Kestrel
Issue Nine: War Dove
Written by AdamantAce, GemlinTheGremlin & PatrollinTheMojave
Edited by Deadislandman1 and Voidkiller826

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“Raven!”
Slade’s gruff voice pierced through the deafening, wave-like roars in Raven’s head, but the rage was too much to bear. Her hands sizzled as hellfire danced in her palms, her body readying for another attack. She locked eyes with a reptilian soldier, dismounting his simian steed and charging on foot, but as she lunged forwards to strike him, she watched a man fly into her path. Slade Wilson caught the young Titan’s hand and pushed, throwing Raven backwards.
“Come on, kid, snap out of it!” But as Slade’s words fell on deaf ears, he felt the familiar sting of a fist to his jaw, a crack echoing in his ears. He recoiled from the attack but powered through his injury and stood his ground. Sinking his heels into the ground, he locked eyes with the girl before him. Her face seemed contorted and uncanny, as if all of the rage she was feeling was pouring out of her. She groaned angrily as she thrusted her head downwards, her forehead making contact with Slade’s teeth, before pulling her head back up again in preparation for another attack.
Before she could make one, however, one of the lizardmen had almost reached the warring duo’s sides, and as he lunged forward with his long spear, he made contact with Raven’s side. A small rip formed in the side of Raven’s outfit, which seemed to only anger her further. However, it did seem to distract her enough; Mar’i fired off a single Starbolt which struck only the ground - a warning shot.
“Raven! Please!” the half-Tamaranean cried out. But the Raven she knew was buried under unfathomable amounts of fury; she ignored her teammate’s call and instead flew forwards and swung out at the reptiloid. The strike glowed with red flame, sending the creature skidding across the floor, barely conscious. Slade spotted a flash of something else on her face, as if she was finally able to fight back against the endless rage - pain, perhaps, or anguish. But in an instant, it was gone.
That flicker of something other than white-hot anger was enough for Slade.
He clutched his side as his still open wound began to ache, the bandages feeling wet with fresh blood. His jaw felt crooked, and as he gritted his teeth, it felt as though they sat differently atop each other. And yet, he clutched his staff tightly in one hand, and with the other he beckoned to Raven.
“Kid, you’re fighting it, I know you are!” Slade felt his mouth filling with blood rather than saliva.
Within a moment, Raven’s attention was locked on the white-haired man once again. She fired bolt after bolt of black and red flame, but Slade was still dextrous despite his pain. He dodged and dived, weaving through the fire, until he finally managed to make contact with his opponent. He drove his staff into her chest and pushed his weight against the weapon, forcing her backwards. She rose into the air, a black mist pouring from her arms and over her face, a large ghostly corvid taking her place. He felt the deathly cold shadow of the bird’s wing fall over him, his feet leaving the ground as she scooped him into the air.
He looked down at the ground far beneath him. A fall from this height would kill anyone, he thought, let alone someone beaten half to death.
Then, as a verdant bolt of energy struck it in the side, Raven’s Soul Self shrieked and the shadows retreated inwards. Slade felt himself falling through the air for a second, then two, before he felt his back collide with something soft and cushioned. As he looked up, he met the gaze of Conner, who soared to the ground in an instant, placing the snow-haired man on the ground and giving a swift nod.
Raven let out a pained, frustrated yell as she returned to the ground, aided by a grappling line expertly positioned by Tim, and in response, Conner jetted off towards the sound of her cries. Slade’s feet faltered beneath him, and he stumbled to keep his balance. His breathing was laboured and his vision was becoming fuzzy. It felt as though, he realised, all the blood loss and violence he had suffered over the past few hours were finally catching up to him. Was this what dying felt like?
“Slade!” shouted a voice, followed by the dulled drumming of hurried footsteps. Slade pulled his hand across his face to wipe away the mental haze and drops of blood. It was Don, sprinting towards him. When Slade felt Don clasp him by shoulders, he realized just how slowed he was by his injuries. “Plan?,” Slade coughed out.
“You’ve seen what she can do. I only see one way out of these without one of the kids getting hurt. I’d do it myself, but I’m out of practice and this is too important to leave to chance.” Don looked around anxiously, his face betraying that he had a lot on his mind. “I’m giving you the powers of a god.” Slade opened his mouth to ask a question, a million came to mind. He glanced across the battlefield. Through a blurry film, he saw Raven’s Soul Self bat Conner away with its wing. He careened into the trunk of a thick tree, uprooting it with a deep crunch. “Are you sure?,” Slade asked, breathless.
“I’m not losing another Titan.” Don squeezed his eyes shut. His grip on Slade tightened as pale, almost blinding light enveloped them. It felt warm. No, better than that: it felt peaceful. With his enhanced senses, Slade could hear his erratic heartbeat slow. Fleeting visions bubbled up in his mind, opening up his awareness beyond the wildest dreams of Project Veritas. He felt rivers of magical energy flowing through the air and earth. Each of them spiralled towards a depression. Towards Raven, he knew instinctively. Iridescent blue light spread outward from his shoulders. It washed over his body armor, bleaching the jet black panels until his entire body shone with radiance. The pain from wounds old and new faded, replaced by serenity - and power. Don opened his eyes again and sighed gently; a concoction and joy, relief, and quiet mourning.
“There,” Don remarked. Slade felt lighter, less angry, less burdened. He looked down at the iridescent light enveloping his body. Magical energy buzzed against the surface of his skin. “The powers of the Dove - officially yours.”
Slade sucked in a nervous breath. “Don…” Even rejuvenated, he was still lost for words.
“They’re yours now,” Don smiled weakly. “Now go earn them. There’s a Titan in dire need of our help.”
Conner floated out of the dense jungle, rubbing his forehead. “Is Slade glowing or do I have a concussion?”
Slade looked over at Raven. She seemed less erratic, her movements driven by her brain rather than her gut. Tim’s staff batted fiercely against her, each strike buffeting her back more and more, but it was clear to Slade that Raven was not any weaker physically - her mind, however, was another story.
Slade began marching towards her, the ache in his side dulled. “Raven. You’re strong. Fight this rage inside of you.” Raven glared at him, a spark of something in her eyes, as she swooped in towards him at top speed. As she neared him, however, Slade readied his staff, stretching it out in front of him. As the tip of the weapon struck Raven, a beam of white energy coursed through her, as if she had been struck by lightning, and her body was flung backwards across the dirt.
Slade danced a hand over his rifle, but something felt different. He pulled it into his hands and inspected it swiftly; nothing seemed out of order. Raven rose slowly from her supine position, snarling softly to herself. Her movements had slowed, the expression on her face becoming closer to horror than rage. She was doing it.
“You’re nearly there, kid,” Slade soothed, his words suddenly like butter. He watched Raven’s shoulders start to relax. “That’s it. Just fight this, Raven. You’re almost there.”
Despite her tremendous progress, Raven’s blistering fury won out once more, and she charged a large bolt of hellfire in her hands. Slade fiddled with his rifle and crossed his fingers. There was a standstill between the two. Slade analysed his rifle again; there was something different about the barrel, as if it had been swapped out for another similar model. The stock felt lighter, too, as if the weight had been–
Raven roared at him, swiping wildly with glowing fists, and in an instant Slade instinctively pulled the trigger.
What fired from the gun was not a silvery bullet, but a familiar glowing bolt of white light, cloud-like in appearance. As it struck Raven, she sucked in a deep breath, the energy engulfing her. Her face softened and her posture relaxed. Then she swung out for the man’s weakened side, his bandages poking through the aura of light. And yet, as he stayed steadfast, not even attempting to dodge the attack. Sparks flew from the point of contact. Slade just readied another shot and fired.
Her body swayed with the blow. Slade closed the gap between them and focused on the new warmth he felt, concentrating it into his staff as best he could. Then, as he held it out in front of him at arm’s length, he swiped at Raven and struck her in the side of the shoulder. Each blow seemed to be more effective than the last, but as Raven’s movements continued to slow, Slade held fire.
“You’re doing it, Raven,” Slade encouraged. He watched as the other Titans surrounded Raven, each of them ready for any further attacks. Everyone watched with bated breath as their teammate and friend thrashed and recoiled from the hit. Her breathing was rapid, although it felt closer to panic than unabashed fury. She clasped her hands over her head, groaning. Then, suddenly, she stopped.
Her face had softened completely, her jaw slack, and tears filled her vision. She looked up at Slade with a comfort in her eyes. The aura emanating from him was pervasive and contagious, and although she had felt lost in a sea of impossibly vast emotions, its warmth and comfort cut through. The anger was still there somewhat, the last remaining dregs still working its way out of her system, but the comfort, the peace that Slade was providing was the anchor for her to stabilise herself. She had only ever seen this kind of power when Don…
Raven’s eyes widened as she realised what that meant. She collapsed to her knees, suddenly feeling the bone-deep fatigue her rage had suppressed. Her teammates rushed in around her. Mar’i dropped to a knee by her side and put a hand on her shoulder. “It’s OK. You’re safe. Everyone’s OK.”
“Don I’m—” She wiped away a stream of tears, stumbling her way out of the emotional vortex she’d been sucked into. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what happened. I’ve lost control before, but never like this.”
Don looked older. Creases ran across his forehead and around his eyes. His smile hadn’t changed. “Raven, my brother and I got those powers when I was a kid. We didn’t ask for them. We weren’t ready for them. We didn’t know how to use them, let alone control them.” He laughed dryly, recalling Hank. “I don’t regret anything. Giving my powers to Slade is the best thing I’ve done with them in years. I know Hank would feel the same way.”
In the moment of silence that followed, Raven rose to her feet and pulled her cloak tightly around herself. She was still shaking. Tim’s eyes drifted from her to Slade. “Something’s gnawing at me. Kestrel’s powers are weakened in Skartaris. Don’s…” He coughed, “Slade’s powers are amplified. If this place is what affected you—”
Mar’i’s face flashed with recognition, “—your powers must be tied to the Lords of Order and Chaos!”
Tim furrowed his brow. “Maybe.” He hardly had time to consider further when a thundering crack tore open the sky. Two bolts of swirling energy - one red and one blue - met above them, forming a swirling portal at their vertex. The Titans readied their weapons, expecting the worst.
“It’s them.” Slade murmured, still put off by his uncanny awareness. Terataya and T’Charr descended from the sky, one wreathed in mist, the other, magma. The two elementals stopped a few feet above the ground, hovering.
Terataya was the first to speak. Even at a whisper, her voice reverberated through the air. “I don’t usually care for surprises, Don, but this was a pleasant one.” A thin smile appeared on her face.
“Slade Wilson.” Terataya’s neck turned at an unnatural angle to face him. “You wield the powers of Order with great skill. Who understands the dangers of unchecked War better than a soldier. Become my champion. Protect the balance.”
Slade took a step back, then glanced at Don.
“She’s right.” Don said, with only a hint of hesitation. “It took me years to use the powers like you used them today. You’re a natural.”
Slade looked at his hands, still gently pulsing with pale blue light. “Thanks.” He allowed himself a weak smile. “But no thanks.”
“What.” T’Charr’s voice boomed.
“It doesn’t take Zatanna to realize an old soldier like me makes a piss-poor Avatar of Peace. I fight for a living, and I’m not deluded enough to think that makes me good at anything but fighting. If you want someone who understands the need for balance, Don just sacrificed everything special about him for it.”
Don raised an eyebrow. “None taken.”
“His actions today were noble, but they do not make up for years spent squandering the gift.”
“Squandering? The Titans wouldn’t exist today if he hadn’t pulled them together. Everything they’ve done. Everything they’ve achieved for your balance wouldn’t have happened without him, including stopping that monster you made.”
“Watch your tone, mortal.” T’Charr threatened.
“There may be a vein of truth to his words, lover.” Terataya said. “But *if we were to restore Don Hall’s power, we would need assurances. His indecision led down this path.”*
Rocks ground against each other as T’Charr landed beside Don. “You would have weeks, not years, to select a counterpart and return to your duties.”
Don’s response was instantaneous. “I’ve made a decision.”
“You’ve decided if you’ll take up the mantle of Dove again?”
Don nodded. “And who should be the new Hawk.”
Terataya giggled. “Full of surprises today. T’Charr?”
“We should discuss this.” He said. “In private.”
The three of them vanished, leaving the Titans and Slade alone on a battlefield riddled with bits of dino meat and ape fur.

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“You don’t think they’re gonna come back in like, 200 years, right?” Conner asked. He sat beside the depowered Slade Wilson, who was downing aspirin to make up for the sudden deficit in peace energy.
“I don’t know.” Tim said. “But we should give them more than fifteen minutes.”
As if on cue, the skies opened again. Again, the chromatic energy lit the sky and again a portal opened its swirling maw. This time, however, it wasn’t two elemental Lords to descend. Raven squinted to make the figures out.
“Oh my god.” Conner said, having a far easier time with his super-vision.
“What? Who is it?” Tim asked.
“Donna!” Mar’i shouted. She shot off the ground towards her. Her black combat armor was replaced with a crimson and white bodysuit studded with stars that seemed to twinkle as the light shifted around her. The sword at her side was gone too, replaced with a coiled loop of rope suffused with the same brilliant energy. The two collided into an embrace, spinning through the air as they held each other tightly.
Don was the first to land, restored with the powers of Dove. He looked stronger than ever, and maybe more importantly, happier. Even Tim’s typical thoughtful brooding has been pierced by an unimpeachable joy.
“I don’t understand,.” Raven said. “S-She’s alive. How is this possible?”
“I knew there was only one person who could be trusted with the powers of War, with Hank’s abilities.” He scratched the back of his neck, a bit guilty. “And she’d been staring me in the face for years. It took some doing, but eventually T’Charr and Terataya saw that too.”
Donna landed beside him, Mar’i only a step behind. By now Conner had stepped forward. He tried not to choke over his words. “I’m sorry. If I’d—”
Donna didn’t let him get the words out before pulling him into a grapple-turned-hug that quickly grew as the rest of the team piled in. Slade flicked another aspirin into his mouth.
“Danyah!” A voice called out from over the ridge. It was Travis, mounted atop a fanged reptilian creature in the vague shape of a horse and flanked on either side by his gold-armored honor guard. He broke into a gallop, stopping just short of the Titans. “When I saw the skies, I feared the worst. Is it really you? Has sorcery brought you back to us?”
“It’s me, Travis. A Lord of Chaos brought me back.”
“Not to interrupt,.” Slade said, still nursing his wounds. “But did either of you ask them to bring us back to Chicago?”
“I…” Don grimaced. “Donna, how do we get home?”
“How did you get here? Surely you could return the way you came.” Travis said.
“No, we can’t.” Tim said, pressing a few buttons on his wrist’s holographic display. “Whatever magic pervades Skartaris is also causing some extreme time dilation. I can’t guarantee we’d return to the 21st century, or even to Earth.”
“I spent a decade in Skartaris and returned to Earth nearly two centuries later. It’s the influence of Chaos. We’d need a Skartaran mage of overwhelming power to stabilize our return.” She spat the word mage with disgust. Travis’s expression seemed to confirm the reputation of Skartaran spellcasters.
Before their anxiety could spiral, the sky above began to churn. Moments later, the ground shook as a violent bolt of lightning cleaved the air, striking with such ferocity that all but Conner and Donna were flung backward. Mar'i skidded across the damp undergrowth, her senses overwhelmed by the acrid scent of ozone. Her mind was racing; their victory was hard fought, and she doubted they had much left in the tank for another confrontation. She dug her hands into the ground and pushed herself up as she choked from the smell. The Warlord Morgan and his military guards snapped to attention, forming a protective ring around the crater that now marred the earth.
From the smoking pit, a figure rose, unfolding from a crouch like something out of Terminator. Adorned in a red and white jumpsuit that accentuated his lithe build, the young man's appearance was marked by a red cowl and goggles, with sandy brown hair rebelliously spilling out.
Conner squinted through the dissipating smoke, murmuring under his breath, “A speedster?” The Flashes had had a variety of different sidekicks and other allies over the years, but none of them recognised this one
With a nonchalant flair that seemed at odds with the charged atmosphere, the newcomer greeted them. “Hey, everyone chillax. I'm here to get you guys back home.”
Donna, ever the leader, stepped forward and spoke with a commanding curiosity, now emboldened with the war aura of Hawk. “And who are you exactly? Why should we trust you with such a claim?”
Flashing a cheeky grin, he tilted his head and responded, “Well, I’m a speedster for one. Name’s Impulse. If I run fast enough, then I can… well, I guess bend time.”
Behind Donna, the group exchanged sceptical glances. Raven's face remained shadowed by recovery, Mar'i and Conner braced for action, and Tim discretely checked his gadgets, no doubt for something that he could use on a speedster should the need arise.
“Yeah, we figured that much,” Don cut through the tension, his voice calm yet insistent. “Who sent you?”
Impulse chuckled, his demeanour remaining unfazed by their scrutiny. “Look, the details aren't the fun part. Trust me, I can get us back.”
As a silence thick with doubt and scepticism settled over the group, Impulse seemed to realise his casual assurances weren't sufficient. With a theatrical sigh, he reached up and removed his mask, revealing a face familiar to both Mar'i and Raven.
“Brody!?” Mar'i exclaimed, her surprise echoing through the clearing as she stared at the boy who had once hobbled through their college classes with his leg in a cast.
The young man’s grin widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief and a hint of pride. “Actually, it’s Bart.”

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When Slade emerged from the shower, his skin was glistening with moisture, the water tracing the contours of his scars. He wrapped a stark white towel around his waist, and crossed the plush carpet to sit on the edge of the hotel room bed. He released a slow, deep breath; it was a good job the speedster kid arrived when he did. The notion of being stranded in an alien land or, worse, a different time had gnawed at him with a ferocity that was hard to admit. Without Bart’s intervention, every one of Slade’s meticulously crafted plans would have been utterly dashed.
Facing him, a wall-mounted mirror caught his rugged reflection. Drawn to his own image, Slade studied the scars that mapped his trials, the slick white hair that crowned his head, and the deep lines etched into his face. A familiar discomfort nagged at him, focusing his attention on his right eye. Unable to alleviate the irritation through the skin, Slade exhaled heavily and carefully removed the eye altogether. The movement, fluid and practised, spoke of years of adaptation.
He placed the prosthetic gently on the bed beside him and as he massaged the socket, a decades-old habit, his mind wandered. He wasn't accustomed to keeping the prosthetic in for extended periods. Showering with it had been an uncomfortable experiment in necessity - he didn't like it, but understood the importance of maintaining the facade. The Slade he would have people believe he was would have never lost an eye, because that Slade had led a life far from by the darker paths Slade had truthfully trodden.
His thoughts wandered to his brief time wielding the potent powers of Dove, and Slade felt a twinge of regret at their loss. The clarity and strength those powers had provided were intoxicating, yet he recognised that he had a more important goal, one he couldn’t compromise. His current role demanded not the accumulation of power but the perfection of his deceit, ensuring that all believed he was not the Slade Wilson they knew, but a Reawakened, more innocent doppelganger.
Now, with the glass eye resting beside him, Slade stared at his unmasked visage. Maintaining the myth of the noble Slade was critical. The ruthless mercenary, the World’s Deadliest Killer - those identities had to remain buried. The Titans had believed him enough to entrust him with divine powers, their faith a testament to his performance, but the game was far from over; in fact, it was entering its most critical phase.

Next: Return to normality in The New Titans #10

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2024.05.16 09:52 Curu_FN How do you base?

Fairly new to the game and just reached Tier 3 crafting. I have a small stone base on an island in the forest biome and am just getting to the point of thinking about exploring other biomes. I’m curious as to how other folks approach this - do you build small outpost bases in the other biomes to explore from? If so, how much stuff do you put in them? Do you just travel back and forth to your main base? Do you up and move everything to the new biome lock stock and barrel and abandon your previous base? What’s your strat?

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2024.05.16 09:37 Pulled_An_LBJ Fired after being on training plan and assured 3 weeks ago nowhere near even a PIP, much less firing

I got a new manager and he immediately put me on a training plan. My previous manager had just given me a positive annual review so this was alarming to me, so I asked if this was performance plan. I was assured that this was not a PIP, just a way to level up my skills and he mentioned a leveling guide none of my coworkers had ever seen, and later I found out its a tool used between managers and HR to discuss how to help employees grow. However, my new manager was using it like a weapon.
Regardless, I love learning and was all on-board to learn everything I needed to. I’m a frontend developer in the silicon valley and he listed some things that were easy to learn (which I did and started to add to accepted merge requests), but also he wanted me to learn how they do things on this new team he had created. He created a long checklist that frankly had tasks that sounded like a principal engineer, and I’m midlevel. Still, I was on board and gave it my all.
He gave me a project as part of my training plan that was an actual project with real deadlines and my job was to lead the entire project, to gather requirements, create a plan and timeline and tickets and frankly a lot of things that in the past were handled by project managers or my previous manager at the company and the team. Now it felt like I needed to be a project manager, team lead, and full stack engineer since I had to create middleware, API providers. I created a plan and started with getting the API calls, Oauth tokens, learning about company API IDs and API secrets, and getting the API Client and Provider set up for the first time.
Oh, I also decided to disclose to my manager and HR that I had ADHD and was seeking legally provided workplace accommodation because while my manager created an environment perfect for my ADHD, this manager seemed to do everything possible to not accommodate my ADHD. Oh, and during this training plan I am getting nonstop negative weekly feedback on my performance.
So I was both working hard to learn and filled with anxiety from the negative feedback, yet I was 90% done with the project and 2 weeks away from integration testing. I open my laptop and see that my manager took me off the project and gave it to an engineer who was supposed to be one of the people training me but he was never available and in another timezone. The reason my manager gave was that he was afraid I wouldn’t meet the deadlines. The project wasn’t due for 2 months, but milestone deadlines were the integration testing in 2 weeks and another one a month from then.
I got a horrible cold and had to take a couple days off, I get to work on Monday and my manager and HR fire me without severance and cite performance as the reason. I asked HR why she said 3 weeks ago that I was nowhere near getting fired, and that I wasn’t even close to a PIP, that this was a true training plan. She kind of spoke quickly and said something about reviewing performance and decided to end our relationship. At that point I felt like saying “Ok, can I go now?”but was super professional and said goodbye at the end.
But now I find myself ruminating about what happened. The whole thing felt so unfair and confusing. I saw how kind this group was to a poster who lost their job and it seemed to turn them around and make them feel hopeful. Can you help me move past this?

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2024.05.16 09:37 Fair_Negotiation_912 Paradeep Phosphates stock falls 3.8% after company’s net profit decreased by 80% QoQ

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2024.05.16 09:15 Disastrous_Pattern_3 Don't go backpacking in Tahoe National Forest

Warning: Mentions of violence, blood, and some self harm near the end.
While browsing some random conspiracy site, I found what is a supposedly leaked file from the Nevada County Sheriff's Department; however, nothing has been confirmed. According to the OP, it is believed the following is the personal account of a 21 year old Jonathan Ashford of Grass Valley, California. Normally I would write stuff like this off but this one is...different. I’ve done my best to correct most of the grammar and misspelling while at the same time trying to avoid skewing the original account.
-September 15, 2022
I’ve never really been an outdoor person. Well, I guess that’s because I’ve never really been outdoors much in the first place. And that’s because I guess…I've never been invited? I don’t really have any friends. So, needless to say, I was surprised to find myself on a backpacking trip with a group of 5 other students from my university. The plan was five days in Tahoe National Forest some place called Mystery Lake. Monday-Friday. I don’t know why they decided to do it during the week. Most of us had okay grades at best and part time jobs on the side so taking a week off of it all seemed at the very least a bit irresponsible; and yet, I went anyway. Listen, I didn’t plan it, okay? This was one of my only chances to get to know people. The hike wasn’t too long but my genius self who had only been backpacking once when I was around 9 years old or so decided to carry 60 pounds of bullshit up the mountain resulting in my shoulders being sore and raw for the foreseeable future.
-10:11 PM
To be honest, I don’t really know why they let me come with them. I only know one of them and the group has been ignoring me for pretty much the entire trip. I was always bringing up the back on the hike in and I set up my tent outside of the main camp behind some trees. I haven’t eaten any meals with them or talked to them or, now that I think about it, anything really. Regardless. The trip has been an experience. Hopefully things get more exciting tomorrow.
-September 16
I’ve only ever slept in a tent a couple times so the new environment and lack of sleeping pills resulted in quite a restless night. I woke up at about eleven; everyone else was gone. I remembered they were talking about a day hike on a trail headed north so assuming that’s where they went, I hurried to get dressed and grabbed some granola bars. I’m about to head out. I hope I find them.
-12:21 PM
I’d been briskly walking for around an hour and was feeling quite exhausted so when I heard the group’s voices off in the distance I was very relieved. I started to jog in their direction when–when this jolt or–wave of energy flooded my mind. My head instantly started throbbing and my vision went blurry. The best way I could describe it is–TV static? Like the old TVs that would go all staticky when the signal got bad. I could barely make out shapes and a space in the middle of my vision was especially dark to the point where I couldn’t see past it. That wasn’t the worst of it, though. God no, if only I was that lucky. I can still hear the shrieking. That goddamn shrieking. In an instant all I could hear was this sharp, scratchy shrieking. It pierced through my ears and rooted itself in my head. I think I cried out in pain but even if I did I couldn’t have heard it. It was as if the damned souls of hell all cried out in eternal pain all at once and begged for death. I gripped and pulled at my hair, hardly noticing the pain that resulted from it as I fell to my knees in agony before…
I slowly opened my eyes. My head hurt and there was a slight buzzing in my ears. I lay in a pile of ivy next to a fallen log, my back dampened from the cool soil beneath me. I stood up, the hill on which I previously stood was nowhere in sight. As I leaned my shoulder against a tree to steady myself I heard voices. Cautiously, I walked through the foliage as the low vines dragged along my ankles. As I walked, I looked up. The falling sun cast a soft orange glow across the sky. It was probably around five O’clock or so. I climbed up on a large rock only to realize I was near the main camp. I pin-pointed the voices of my fellow campers as they huddled around a low-burning campfire. As I sat down to listen to them speak I could sense a strong feeling of uneasiness resonating from the group. Then it hit me.
“Are you sure you haven’t seen her since earlier this afternoon?” One of them said, I think his name was Matthew? He was tall and lean, by far the tallest in the group.
“I’m sure! It just doesn’t make sense. One minute she was behind me going on about who knows what and then the next when I turn around she’s gone!” A girl with light brown hair said. I didn’t know her name. I could see tears forming at the corner of her eyes as the wind blew her hair into her face.
“We need to find her before it gets dark. Groups of two; stick together!” A shorter man with brown hair said. Ryan. He was the only one I knew. We weren’t friends. Definitely not. But he was nice enough to me in the classes we had together and I was grateful that I was able to go on the trip with him. As he walked past the boulder I sat beside, paying me no mind, I saw his lower lip quiver as his wide eyes looked straight ahead. He was more nervous than he led on. I zoned out for a few seconds, the static from earlier crawling its way into the corners of my vision when a chipmunk climbing a tree snapped me back to reality and I realized I had been left at camp. I looked around at the tall forest but the group was nowhere in sight. I assumed they wanted me to wait at camp in case the missing girl, Alice, came back, but as I moved toward the dying campfire the call of nature occupied my thoughts. I found a spade and a roll of toilet paper and strode briskly into the forest, the cool Autumn air rushing against my chapped lips as I walked. I reached over to scratch an itch on my arm when I saw it.
“The fuck?” I wondered out loud. There on my upper forearm was…a bite mark. I rattled my brain trying to think what could have made that kind of mark. As I examined it more I confirmed my suspicions. It seemed human. At least I think it was human. It’s not like there are any goddamn monkeys native to Middle of Nowhere, California. There was also a dark purple bruise on my lower forearm. Didn’t remember getting that either.
I looked around for a good spot. Stepping over a log, I set my foot down on something soft. It was Alice. Her right hand crushed and mangled and a dried trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth had pooled on a flattened leaf. I screamed, tripping and falling back in the direction I hoped was the camp. As I jumped over a rock I landed hard on my left ankle as a streak of pain shot up through my body. I was trying to get back up when I heard it. The screeching. It steadily yet quickly faded in until it flooded my hearing. My vision was clouded by that same static. I curled up into a ball, kicking at the air. My eyes watered and I felt the urge to vomit…
A wave of dizziness hit me as I opened my eyes and fell on my tailbone, pain shooting up my back. I lay down on my back and looked up at the trees, my nose bloody. It was still dark. Had I been standing? I tried to recall what I had been doing but all I remembered were faded images. One thing I didn’t forget was the screeching. All that I could remember was covered by that screeching and a faint veil of that static. Just thinking about it made my head throb.
A groan. I nearly jumped out of my skin as I turned to look in the sound’s direction. It was David. He looked injured, lying on the ground, but quickly crawled back in what looked like fear when he saw me.
“You bitch!” He muttered between gritted teeth. Before I could react he was up on his feet charging in my direction. I tried to doge him but the wind was quickly knocked out of me as he headbutted me in the stomach. I fell back onto the ground and between coughs I saw him running towards me. Before he could deliver a heavy stomp to my chest I caught his foot and kicked up into his groin. He stumbled back with a low yelp of pain and, taking my chance while he was stunned, I stood up as fast as I could and prepared to block another attack. He ran up to me and attempted to deliver a blow to my stomach with his right fist, leaving his upper body undefended; I used the opportunity to send a hard punch into the side of his neck. He fell back choking, tears in his eyes. As he tried to sit down he tripped on a root and hit his head on a nearby boulder with a sickening crack. He squirmed for a moment, then nothing.
Silence. There was a faint red stain on the side of the rock, and beneath his blood-stained hair, his head seemed unnervingly misshapen. The closer I looked, the more I saw. Bruised neck, flowing blood, even some pinkish bone exposed near the worst of the damage to his skull. The fall must’ve been worse than I thought. Why would he attack me? What was wrong with him? Had he mistaken me for someone else? I sat against the blood-stained boulder and leaned my head back. I’m exhausted. Everything hurts. My ankle is throbbing. I can’t remember how long it’s been since I’ve slept and I don’t know what to do. I should probably go try to find the camp but…I’m too tired. I think I’m going to go to sleep now.
-September 18
I slept through the entire day and most of the night! Or, at least I think I did. The more I think about it I’m not so sure. It’s like 2:30 AM, glad my phone still works even if my brain doesn’t, just wish I had signal. I’m not sure what to do but I might try to go find
-4:29 AM
Something’s definitely out here with us. Or–me. Not sure how many of the others are left out here. I’m sure that shrieking is tied to something. I heard something off in the distance while writing and decided to go check it out. It was Matthew and that other girl. They were walking briskly and their eyes seemed to be darting around frantically. They were talking in hushed tones but from what I heard they found Alice's body, and they were worried. I was about to reveal myself to them when the shrieking came back. It hit me like a train, and sometimes I think a train would have hurt less. It felt like it lasted for hours, I bit a hole through my lip and fell off of the boulder I was sitting on. I couldn’t see anything except a dark patch of static in the middle of my vision surrounded by more static. All the cuts and bruises in my body seemed to amplify and I could barely breathe. I just wanted it to stop but it wouldn’t. It wouldn’t stop.
The two were dead when I came to. I wasn’t much better off myself. No matter how much I spit I can’t get the taste of blood out of my mouth. My arms are covered in cuts and bruises and my shoulder was dislocated. That was a fun half hour figuring out how to put it back in place. I think whatever is out here with us clouds your vision and makes it impossible to hear anything as a way to hunt you. I’m amazed it hasn’t killed me yet. I hope Ryan is still out there.
-6:06 AM
It’s been a long night. A really long night. I found Ryan but–but now I wish I hadn’t. It was around five AM I think, I had been aimlessly wandering through the forest looking for something, anything. By the most unlucky luck Ryan came stumbling around a tree. When he saw me his eyes went wide.
“Jon, what the hell?” Then he squinted his eyes and seemed to notice the wounds on my arm.
“Oh god,” he said. Then, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small knife, glaring at me during the process. Before I could reply, he charged me, knife in hand. I–I didn't want to kill him. I really didn’t. He tackled me to the ground, forcing the knife close to my chest. I desperately tried to push him away and being the stronger one, I knocked him off me. As he hurried to get back on top of me I sent my right leg flying into his arm, knocking the knife from his hand. Before he realized what was happening I grabbed the knife from the ground. In what seemed like a last desperate attempt he tried to force me down again but, already having the knife in my hand, I quickly slashed his chest and one of his wrists without thinking. I didn’t want to do it. I didn’t mean to kill him! I was just defending myself. I don’t know why he attacked me, what’s gotten into him and David? Is that thing controlling them? They didn’t seem like they were under some kind of spell…I don’t think so at least.
After a soft cry of pain he collapsed and rolled down the steep hill we were standing on. I didn’t bother looking for his body. No point. Odds are that thing would use his body as a trap for me or something. I don’t know anymore.
Somehow I found my way back. I don’t remember how, all I remember is collapsing against a tree out of exhaustion but, here I am at the trailhead. I guess my half dead brain forgot most of it. I don’t know what I’ll do now, I don’t think I’ll tell the police. If they hear that some creepy ghost creature is hiding out in the forest killing my friends I’ll probably get locked up in who the fuck knows where for who the fuck knows what. But, no matter how many or how few believe me, I know something is out there. And I know it’s dangerous. I doubt the bodies will ever be found. That forest is huge and I buried Matthew and Elizabeth, found her name in a backpack she had on.
This will be my last entry. My name is Jonathan Ashford, and I survived something dangerous in the Tahoe national forest. Whatever you do, do not go there. Goodbye.
-September 22, 2022, 5:06 PM
Ryan survived. The police are after me. Apparently he told them I stalked them in the forest and picked them off when they weren’t together. I don’t know what’s happening. There are some gaps in my memory but I know that I didn’t kill those people. I only killed David, and that was self defense. I’m not sure what I’ll do. The police don’t know where I am but I’m sure that won’t last long.
-8:19 PM
I saw an interview with Ryan on the local news while browsing channels. He seemed–off. There were bags under his eyes and his skin was pale. He seemed nervous, shaky. I hope he’s ok. I still don’t understand why he thinks I killed them.
-September 23, 3:12 AM
ok ok. I have a theory. I’ve been up all night thinking and it makes so much sense now. That thing can shriek. Terrifying right? But explainable. The static I still can’t make sense of, there’s no feasible way it could naturally do that. What if whatever supernatural force causes the static can also control people? Maybe that’s why Ryan looks so crazy. It must be controlling him. But why would it want me? Am I immune to its effects? Maybe.
-6:04 AM
They didn’t notice it. It didn’t hit them. When I was spying on Matthew and Elizabeth, right before they were–anyways.
The shrieking hit my ears before the static hit my eyes and in those few seconds, they didn’t notice. It didn’t affect them. They didn’t hear the shrieking. Maybe the shrieking is that monster thing's abilities failing to control me. Maybe that's why ryan-whatever’s controlling Ryan wants me. It’s because I’m a threat to it. Because It can’t control me. When I woke up I was injured, but never killed like the others. Maybe it doesn’t have as much power over me as others.
But why would the authorities believe Ryan? There’s no way his story can add up. Even if that creature, that thing, is intelligent, it can’t be that smart to fake a story. Why are they after me?
-11:42 PM
The police came by today. I was about to update this log again when they started banging on my door. I was able to sneak out a window before they noticed me, glad I live on the ground floor.
Something seemed off about them. I can’t say what but, something, like the uncanny valley effect, where something looks human but isn't. Whatever. It’s probably just my imagination. I need sleep.
-September 24, 2:20 AM
Something is wrong–something is definitely wrong. How did they find me? Holy shit that was close! I was dozing by a couple of dumpsters behind a gas station. Figured it was safe enough since it was out of the way and partly blocked by a fence until I heard dogs barking. Not sure how many of them there are, at least two–maybe three, I can still hear them barking. I figured they were just strays that would hopefully leave me alone until I saw the lights. Damn things half-blinded me!
“Son, what are you doing back here? Can we walk to you?” one of the officers said, his face was clammy and pale, he seemed tired, he seemed–off. I didn’t respond or wait for them to try and get closer, I dashed past them before they could call their dogs on me and jumped the fence, running into the tree line. I managed to climb my way up a tree a ways into the woods before they could get around the fence and send their dogs out. They haven’t found me yet, but they’re still looking for me. I can see their flashlights periodically bathing the tree line in a pale glow. I think I’ll try to wait them out and then climb down and run for as long as I can. Not sure where I’ll go yet but they keep finding me so I’ll have to get creative. Not sure how they’re finding me so quickly and easily, but maybe I can come up with something. Is that–thing finding me? Does it always know where I am? Is it controlling the police? Maybe that's why they looked so…wrong. I don’t know. I’m starting to think I don’t know anything anymore. I keep noticing the static in the corner of my vision occasionally, not sure why.
-September 24, 5:03 PM
I fucked up. Big time. Last night, somehow, I fell asleep. I don’t know how, guess I was just too exhausted. The sound of a helicopter pierced through the top of the tree line. Before I could register everything, I slipped and fell down the tree. I was able to slow my fall a bit by dragging my hands along the tree–hurt like a bitch–but I still landed hard. Can barely sit down. I think I was able to avoid being detected by the helicopter. I’m going to start walking. Not sure where but, I need to go somewhere. The static is constantly in the corner of my vision whenever I focus on it now. Why is this happening?
-10:44 PM
This doesn’t make any sense, I don’t know what's happening anymore! I was wandering through the forest when the static came back. God, it was awful, forgot how bad it was. Hell, maybe it was worse this time. Who knows. This isn’t the weirdest, or worst, part. I woke up in my apartment, I’m exhausted, but don’t have any new visible injuries despite how shitty I feel. Not sure why that thing didn’t try to hurt me, maybe it gave up on trying.
The news was on when I woke up, God I’m so fucked. They found the bodies–the ones that I buried. Of course they found my DNA all over them, used their forensics or whatever to try to explain how I killed everyone. I’ll have to admit if it wasn’t all a setup by some evil entity out to get me it would be pretty convincing. Sometimes–I find myself believing it. I don’t know what to think at this point, nothing makes sense anymore. The static is far more noticeable now. My head is starting to hurt, too.
They haven’t come back to my apartment yet, probably don’t think I would return this soon after they searched the place. I know they’ll be here eventually but I’m too tired to care right now. My brother and his kids used to live a few hours out of town, I think he built a treehouse for his kids somewhere behind the house. Maybe I’ll go try and hide out there for as long as I can. As if that will be very long at all.
-September 26, 6:24 PM
Everywhere I look, everything I watch. They’re always out for me. Everyone is looking for me. The things the police and the media keep saying about me–the evidence that gets released every day, the testimonies, officials saying I have symptoms of psychological problems like psychosis and DID, of Bipolar. More and more–I’m starting to believe it myself. Surely it's that thing. Surely it’s getting in my head…right?
-September 27, 1:03 PM
Made it to the treehouse, glad it’s still here. Had a few close calls along the way when trying to steal food from gas stations but I made it ok. Glad I did, the static is starting to really cloud my vision and my head hurts so bad my ears are starting to ring. I’m not out of the woods yet, that’s for sure. I can sense them...it. They’re trailing me. I think they’re getting close.
I’m so tired, so confused. I don’t know what to do, what to think anymore. What’s next? Maybe I’ll try to get some rest…if I can, that is.
I could try to come up with something, some silver bullet or whatever. I have this one idea, it’s not smart or clever, not even close, but it’s an idea, and it won’t let it–them–it, whatever, win. At least I don’t think it will; besides, surely it has a bigger plan for me, right? There’s no way it would go through all this effort just to kill me…
-4:39
They found me. I can hear them outside. They’re getting closer.
To be honest, I don’t know anymore. Maybe I did kill all those people, maybe I am insane. I don’t know what to believe. There’s so much being said, so many people saying it. I’m just so confused, so tired, so scared.
There's a bomb on the chair beside me, homemade. Glad I grabbed enough supplies to build it. Took me a while to figure it out as well as a few close calls but I think I got it working. They’ll have quite the surprise waiting for them once they find me…
They’re at the base of the tree now. The static has almost completely consumed my vision and my head feels like it’s about to explode. I don’t know what’s real and what’s not anymore. I’m not sure why I was made the target of this, why this is happening to me at all, but regardless of the reason, I won’t let them win.
To the creature, or entity, to whatever is doing this to me: I’ll see you in Hell.
Goodbye
Aside from some generic legal stuff to conclude the report, that’s where the document ends. I’m not sure what to make of it. Definitely a lot to take in. I contacted the OP on the site I got this from but haven’t received a response yet, will update if I receive one. For now my only advice is be careful, and don’t go backpacking in Tahoe National Forest. If anyone has any thoughts or info, please, let me know.

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2024.05.16 09:10 BlueEyedWalrus84 No sound on Cinnamon

Hey all, recently set up a dual boot on my AIO PC. I run ChromeOS flex on my 1 TB HDD and Cinnamon on my 256GB NVMe SSD. I use the built in speakers since they're surprisingly pretty decent for stock speakers.
Anyway, the speakers work perfectly fine when I boot ChromeOS, but when I boot Mint they refuse to work. I've tried different sites and settings, tabs aren't muted, volume is up, the settings in alsamixer check out fine, etc. Using any media players doesn't make a difference nor does checking for updates via terminal. I'm really at a loss for what to do. The only option for sound is "dummy sound" or something along those lines when I check the sound settings in the GUI. Has anyone found a way to fix this problem?

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2024.05.16 09:01 Spiritual_Review_754 Can someone please point me to the options chain?

Thanks in advance to anyone who manages to see this and knows where to go for what i’m looking for!
Like most people here it seems, I have been trying to convince and convert people in my life to the GME cause since the beginning with facts about the stock. I made a claim yesterday to someone I know that the options up to 60$ had all been in the money and if only half of those were exercised, we would see loads of buying on Friday and next week, meaning this price is almost a sure but to go up by a lot.
He’s asking what I used to see that option chain data and determine this. Truth is I saw a post with screenshots on here but didn’t save the link! Anyone can provide me with the proof of what I said, so I don’t sound like a crazed lunatic 😂
It seems odd to me that he couldn’t see it himself because he works at a major financial institution. Where do people source this data? Thanks again. Buy, DRS, HODL.

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2024.05.16 08:56 Own-Cauliflower1754 Here I am: Late 30s, fat, & alone

It was cool to be that person who had a six-figure job and travelled around the world however I wasn’t even truly happy in the process and now I’m less stressed than I have been for many years.
I’m not starting over. I have a lot of good things going for me.
I’ve been lucky with home equity, large contributions to my 401k and one lucky stock pick back in 2012. I’m not rich but I'm going to make it to the next job alright and continue my little stockpile of assets that I'll probably never get to enjoy but will be happy that in the end I'll leave what I think is proof that I was somewhat valuable to this world.
I think the biggest shock of this experience is that people worried about me not having a job but in reality, an income. The truth being is that I needed to move from that role a while back and I was happy that it was over and even happier I didn't even have to execute the separation.
I’m not sure where to go from here.
I know my health is probably where I should focus but not as easy as it sounds. Even with all the time in the world. My back hurts so much and I still don’t want to go to the doctor. I don’t want tests to be run to confirm what I already know. I’ve eaten myself into a corner and have probably cost myself many years of my life. While I physically don’t want to hurt myself, it seems convenient to just let nature take its course and call it a day. My mind always wants to think that it’s around the corner, but the reality is that if I do nothing it could still be years away and not the quick sudden “fix” that I like to think of it in my head.
My mental health is also lacking. I’ve been very lonely over the years. I can find countless people to talk to but having that connection and feeling of loving and being loved is tough. I’ve always closed myself off from others so I can prevent getting hurt. I can show up all day long, but I got to be honest that I've not quite always there the way people deserve I should be there for them. I try to date, I’m pretty decent at getting a first date but anything after that is rare. Most likely outcome is rejection which is actually expected. However lately I’ve turn a lot of women into friends. What ends up happening there is that I’m their validation machine and I just have someone to send things I find humorous or interesting. Eventually they stop answering but by then I have the next one. What started as a genuine interest turns into this transactional emotional connection that can be broken at anytime time by either party because we continue the endless search of someone better in this world.
Sadly, the most likely outcome of this is that I hop on to the next job being the wonderful COGS that corporations love work with to build the most shareholder worth possible. When that happen the, people will think my biggest problem in life is solved and I'll have the perfect excuse not to fix anything that is currently broken.

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2024.05.16 08:46 lordzalan Noise pollution from Paper Cup Manufacturing Unit

A small scale paper cup manufacturing unit has started near my home in a residential area. The unit produces a constant sound from their machines that can be heard from inside our house. They never fully close their shutter while operating even though we requested them multiple times. Closing the shutter can bring down the pollution to a considerable amount.
In our state (Kerala), Paper Cup Manufacturing is in green category as per pollution control board so it may not be illegal to setup in a residential area. But the constant sound is disturbing our peace of mind. I don't think other neighbours are affected by this as they are not directly facing the opening of the unit.
Can something be done about this?

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2024.05.16 08:45 VoidKiller826 Wonder Women #50 - Revelations, Part 1

Wonder Women

Issue Fifty
Written by u/VoidKiller826
Edited by u/Predaplant
Arc: Revelations
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Greetings, people of Gateway City. This is your new peacekeeper speaking. You might know me as the White Magician, a rather crude name, but I will accept it considering Man’s World's lack of creativity. However, you may also call me Circe, and I am here with an important message that your news station will deliver for all to hear.
SCYTHE is no more: their HQ is under my and the Red Centipedes’ command. The Commander and his soldiers are dead and buried, as you all wished to happen. I was more than happy to oblige you if it meant depriving your stupid President of her next chance for reelection. Any survivors of the prison break are being hunted down by the people they locked in cages, who are more than happy to round them up as they once had been themselves.
But none of that’s important, for this recording is only to be heard by one person: Olympos, Wonder Girl, or whatever the fuck new title name you want to be called. This message is for you: You are to surrender yourself to me here in SCYTHE HQ in the next five hours, and in turn, I will not destroy this piss-end of a city. If you fail, I promise you, I will make Coast City look like a picnic by the time I finish with Gateway.
That cow you call Wonder Woman is dead, and I will make sure everyone else will follow her if you don’t comply with my request.
Your mentor learned a valuable lesson when she tested my patience.
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Spears Apartment - Gateway City:
[...President Cale has announced the complete closure of all access to Gateway City following the prison break that occurred in SCYTHE’s holding facility hours ago,] said Cassandra Arnold from GateNews, the city’s main news station. [We still have an unconfirmed number of escapees following the message sent by the White Magician, but the President has assured GateNews a solution will be found.]
Vanessa Kapatelis watched the TV in dismay. Pacing back and forth in the Spears duplex apartment, she had the TV on to pass the time while Ares worked on helping Helena and Cassandra upstairs.
“Here,” Vanessa turned away from the TV to see Tanya Spears handing her a bottle of water. “Something for you to drink.”
“Thank you,” Vanessa accepted the bottle. “I would prefer a beer, but this will make do.”
“My mom has her wine collection in a locked cabinet,” Tanya noted, pointing at the kitchen. “She doesn’t know that I know that, but I can get you a bottle?”
Vanessa chuckled. “Thanks, but I don’t want a girl your age to be walking around with alcohol or to get you in trouble with your mom.” She twisted the bottle cap and slowly drank. “I needed that… it feels like I’ve been dry for months.”
“It’s actually been 3 hours,” Tanya said, sitting on the sofa and opening her tablet to look over the internet. “I hope what she said wasn’t true… about Wonder Woman not being around…”
Taking a seat by her side, Vanessa saw that Tanya was reading through the report on what happened to SCYTHE. The escaped convicts had taken control of the SCYTHE headquarters and equipment after killing many of the agents that had stood in their way.
Seeing the photo of SCYTHE HQ burning angered her. That place should represent the absolute shield of Gateway. Now, it had come under the control of the convicts that they were supposed to stop because of Aeeta Branwen. A name that had made her happy now belonged to a stranger who had lied to her all this time.
Memories of their most intimate moments came flooding back: their first conversation, their first date, their kiss, and the morning after their date in her apartment. It was a moment when she thought she could finally stop grieving and move on from what happened to Coast City. And now, that had been disintegrated into oblivion.
In anger, she crushed the bottle with her hand, spraying water all over the table and the floor.
“Shit!” Vanessa stood up, finally realizing her mistake. “I am sorry!”
“Oh, it's fine!” Tanya ran to the kitchen to grab some paper towels. “It’s just water.”
“I know it’s just…” Taking the paper towel, the two began wiping the floor and the table. “I have a lot on my mind.”
“I’ll bet with everything that happened,” said Tanya, giving Vanessa a supportive smile. “Your friends are getting hurt, and you can’t do anything but watch. It would piss anyone off. I know it did with me when the RedCent guys invaded EE Tower.”
“Yeah…” Vanessa sat back on the sofa. “But this… I not only possibly lost many friends, but I was betrayed by someone I loved, someone who I thought was the one for me…” she said, distraught, as tears ran down her face.
Tanya, without saying anything more, hugged Vanessa closely. Despite them knowing each other for only a few hours, Tanya knew that Vanessa was in pain. Watching her loved ones being hurt by someone that she trusted must have been a hard truth to accept.
The doors upstairs opening and closing caught the two’s attention. Looking up, they saw Somya Spears descending, looking exhausted, like she had gone ten rounds in the ring. As she reached the ground floor, Tanya ran up to her mother, hugged her close, and guided her to the nearest chair to rest.
“Is everything alright, mom?” Tanya asked, worried.
“Yeah… just felt that I might take that long overdue vacation…” Somya answered, leaning against the soft chair with a tired sigh. “Maybe we’ll go to Paris like you wanted, Tanya…”
More steps followed, and Ares, or Mars as he insisted to be called, followed Somya, pulling his folded-up sleeves back. Unlike Somya, he didn’t seem any different from when he went upstairs to help the Sandsmarks, but the few strands of hair on his face told a different story.
“How are they?” Vanessa asked, walking up to the former God of War. “Are they ok?”
Ares turned to Vanessa. “The girl has a lot of heart, far too stubborn to let a beating keep her down.” He said with praise, impressed with the former Wonder Girl’s willpower. “Her Sumerian blood will help her heal in only a few days, but it won’t help her mental wounds after I told her the news about her mother.”
Vanessa had a lot of questions about what he had said, especially the word Sumerian; perhaps Cassie was not simply half-Olympian. However, she focused on the most important detail in his explanation. “What happened with Helena?” She asked in a worried tone. “Is she-”
“She is alive,” Ares said, but his expression shifted, frowning, making her nervous. “Physically, she will recover, she has only a few cuts and bruises. Even a human like her can heal those.”
“But?”
“But it's the spell Circe struck her with. It is unlike anything I’ve seen because it is of her creation,” Ares explained, and Vanessa ground her teeth together when she heard the name belonging to the stranger who hurt her and her loved ones. “Whatever she used, it is affecting her very soul, slowly killing her.”
“Like a virus?” Vanessa asked, and Ares nodded. “Magic can do that?”
“It does,” Ares answered. “Magic can create a nuclear bomb if the user has the patience for it. And Circe is a master at it, one of the very best and most gifted witches on the planet, so making something like this would be as easy as making a cake for her.”
Magic had never been SCYTHE’s priority, but the Commander still made them study anything related to the subject in case they had to face it. Vanessa had never expected to see it at this scale.
“Can you break it?” Vanessa asked. “Find a way to break the curse from Helena’s soul?”
Ares took a deep breath, pocketing his hands. “It’s too complex to break. I will admit Magic is not my strongest suit, but even if you bring in someone knowledgeable, it would be a while for them to break her creation,” he explained. “You need someone at her level of knowledge when it comes to magic, and I am not the best person to face her in that department.”
“Then we call for a specialist, anyone, really,” Vanessa said in desperation. “If this is like a virus, a curse, then we bring a surgeon to cut it out! Maybe Cassie can use her Justice Legion connection, or maybe you can call someone for a favor.”
Vanessa's desperation was clear. She was willing to call for the Justice Legion, the very people she swore to go against for their vigilantism, if it meant saving Helena Sandsmark, her promise be damned.
“The spell is growing far too rapidly. By the time you find someone, it will be far too late,” Ares said solemnly. “The only person in the world who can break the spell without any problem or fear of failsafe is Hecate, the Goddess of Magic. She was Circe’s mentor, and she taught her everything she could about magic. No matter how complex it is, Hecate would understand it.”
“She can help us?”
Ares shook his head. “No, she has no interest in helping the world unless it is connected to her directly, and even then, dealing with her is the worst-case scenario because there is a chance she’ll side with Circe before she even thinks of helping us.”
“So what now?” Vanessa asked, sounding defeated. “Just let Helena die? Let Cassie suffer? Let Circe win?!” she shouted angrily, finally addressing Circe by name. All of this explanation from Ares told her one thing: that the Witch had them beat, and they couldn’t do anything about it.
Ares didn’t react to her outburst, while the Spears looked worried. Tanya, for her part, tried to walk up to calm Vanessa, but the War God raised his hand to stop her, shaking his head and giving her the silent sign to let Vanessa be.
“There is one way: it will be quicker if we act fast enough, but it would take everything from all of us for it to happen,” Ares said, beginning his explanation. “There is a chain link connecting the spell, from the spell caster to Circe. This means it can be broken if we force Circe to release the chain connecting her to Helena…” he explained, letting his words be understood by the occupants in the room before finishing with one last note. “Killing Circe would also break the binding if she didn’t leave any contingencies.”
Vanessa gritted her teeth. “So we have to make her break the spell, and hopefully she doesn’t screw us over… or we kill her, and hopefully she still doesn’t screw us over even in death?” she asked, and Ares nodded. “What kind of person is willing to put in all that work? Just for revenge? On Diana, who is long gone?”
Ares shrugged and turned to the Spears, his gaze focused on Tanya, his daughter. Someone whom he never thought he would meet again was facing him, without knowledge of their blood relations.
“Possibly,” Ares answered, taking a step back. “But if there is one thing I know for sure, Circe does not put these kinds of bindings without any reason. Whatever that reason is involves Cassandra Sandsmark and whether she will choose to make Circe break the spell or kill her, tainting her forever.”
Silence came to the room, letting Ares’s words sink in for all occupants, which might have been the same words he said to the Sandsmarks.
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The room of Somya Spears was quiet, with the only sound being the breathing of Helena Sandsmark lying on the bed sleeping. The room was spacious, with an expensive queen-sized bed as expected from an interim CEO of one the largest companies in the world.
Seated a few feet away on a chair was Cassandra Sandsmark, dressed in fresh clothes given to her by Somya after throwing off the bloody tattered ones she had arrived in. Watching her mother closely, Cassandra’s mind was racing, especially after what Ares told her about the curse Circe placed on her mother, slowly destroying her soul bit by bit until she was nothing but a husk.
“Dammit!” In anger at their situation, she crushed the armchair, tearing its arm off like it was made of paper. If she was stronger, faster, and had the heart for it, she would have stopped the Witch, stopped her from hurting her city, the people of SCYTHE, and those caught in the crossfire, stopped her from hurting her mother…
She buried her face into her hands, tears running down her eyes as she despaired. Everything she worked on after Coast City evaporated was ground up under a very powerful enemy out for revenge.
Considering Circe’s ultimatum, her city could well be gone by the time this was over.
“Artemis… please be safe…” she whispered. She had nearly had a panic attack when she heard the news of the Amazon heading to SCYTHE HQ to stop the prison break, and then… nothing. No matter how many times she dialed her phone, there was no one answering, and she feared for the worst.
She heard her mother coughing, and Cassandra was quickly by her side. “Mom!” she called for her, holding her hand.
“Cassandra?...” Her mother said her name weakly. Her skin was becoming paler, a clear sign that the curse spell was working. “Are you… ok?”
“I’m fine, Mom,” Cassandra answered, covering the bandages hidden inside her clothes. “We’re safe. You’re safe.” she said, tightening both her hands around her mothers.
“Did you… break something?” She asked, looking at the chair behind her. “You shouldn’t be… doing that… we are guests…”
Cassandra laughed, her tears falling away. “Sorry… it’s just… it’s been a hell of a week…”
Helena touched her daughter’s cheek, noticing the bandage on it. “You’re… hurt…”
“It’s alright, Mom. Just a few bruises,” Cassandra assured. “You shouldn’t worry, you know I can take it…”
“I am your… mother, Cassandra,” Helena said, facing her daughter. “Demi-God or not… I will always be worried… scared for my little girl.”
Cassandra’s tears came back. Seeing her mother remain strong despite everything made her happy, and she was terrified of losing her.
“So… my soul is cursed?” Helena asked.
“You heard all that?”
“Can’t not… with all the swearing…” Helena noted, giving her daughter a small smile. “You shouldn’t swear at people, Cassandra, especially those who are trying to help.”
“I know, I know,” Cassandra said. She had gone off on Ares after he explained what happened to her mother, and she might have overreacted when she put all her anger on the former War God. “It’s just… I don’t want to lose you… not while we can fix this.”
Helena sat up on her bed, fully facing her daughter. “Which is why… I don’t want you to make the wrong choice.”
“I won’t,” Cassandra said with a low tone. “I will make Circe free you from this curse-”
“No, Cassandra,” Helena grabbed both of Cassandra’s hands with hers. “That is not what I meant…”
Cassandra raised her brows, confused. “Mom?”
“I heard everything… from Circe’s spell… how it works… and how it can be broken…” Helena said, shocking Cassandra. “I know you already decided what you feel you have to do.”
Cassandra didn’t answer, avoiding her mother’s disapproving gaze accusing her. Ares said the quickest way to break the binding and the spell was either by forcing Circe to break it herself or by killing her, severing the connection.
But if what Circe said was true, that Diana decided to kill her instead of making her surrender like everyone else who faced her, that means there was no chance the Witch would submit willingly. She would rather die than give the satisfaction of admitting defeat.
Which left only one solution where she could save her mother.
Helena sighed, knowing what decision her daughter might have made. She held her hand tightly and changed the subject. “I have to tell you something…”
“No, mom. You’re not giving me the ‘Dying Speech’, not while there is a chance we can save you-”
“It’s about your father,” Helena cut her off, shutting Cassandra up. “Your real father…”
Cassandra remembered Circe calling her Daughter of Enlil, not Zeus. Ares said he was a friend of her father, which confused her because Ares hated Zeus, so it wouldn’t make sense that he would help out even if they were his siblings.
“Enlil…” Cassandra said the name aloud, and Helena’s eyes widened, her breath hitching when she heard the name. “Circe… she called me Daughter of Enlil… Child of the Sky...”
Helena took a deep breath, bringing her daughter closer. “Yes… that is true…” she began. “You are not Zeus’s daughter, Cassandra, nor you are an Olympian in any way… but you are in fact… Sumerian… Mesopotamian,” The elder Sandsmark brought her youngest closer and spoke carefully, as if worried that someone might hear them. “Your father is Enlil, the Sumerian God of Wind… and he was the kindest man I have ever known…”
From then on, Helena explained Cassandra’s origins as carefully as possible, pushing on even while the spell affected her. She explained how she met Enlil, a man with golden hair similar to Cassandra’s, who introduced himself as an expert in Mesopotamian history during an expedition in Iraq. They had become rivals at first due to their clashing personalities, but how that developed into respect, to eventually falling in love after a very lengthy adventure that sounded like the plot of The Mummy.
And that love resulted in Cassandra’s birth. He helped raise her with Helena for the first year and a half before he disappeared because he had Olympian enemies and had to leave them to keep them safe.
While she explained all this, Cassandra’s mind went to another piece of critical information. Her father’s true identity had never been the most important thing for her. But what made it important was what Circe told her about Diana’s true reason for coming to Gateway City. It wasn’t just settling in a ‘piss-end of a city’ the more she taught about it, the more she realized the terrifying truth behind her mentor’s reasoning for coming to the city.
Diana was sent to find Cassandra, a Sumerian Demi-God, the Olympians greatest enemy since the Titans, and eliminate her. The prophecy of the Godkiller that they had feared might have come from Cassandra, but all it did was start a long, personal, and bloody war between two women because of the gods' demands for blood.
And now, she, Artemis, and Gateway City suffered the consequences. Even after Diana’s death, Circe would not let her hatred for what had happened to her go, and if it meant destroying her mentor’s legacy, she would do it.
‘Diana…’ Cassandra thought in sadness.
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SCYTHE Sub Base - Industrial District:
“I am not sure how you were able to do it, but you somehow found an ever more depressing place than that HQ of yours. It makes the cell you put us in look like a five-star hotel room,” said one Pamela Isley, formerly Poison Ivy, seated in the middle of a large room behind a large table. Around her were what was left of the SCYTHE agents they had saved during the escape, all working to get the makeshift base they had hidden up and running.
Alexei Abramovici, the Bloodcrow of SCYTHE, glared at the former supervillain, not happy with her comment. He turned to one of his men and began barking orders, “You! Get the goddamn Black Room working! We are running blind here!”
‘Worker drones even without their Commander.’ Pamela looked on unimpressed at the agents. She had never been that sympathetic to the plight of cops getting killed, especially militarized ones. The once mighty and feared peacekeepers of Gateway, who went to war against all the crime syndicates and the Red Centipedes, were now a mere little squad that won’t be able to protect a mini-mart, let alone every escaped convict under the command of the White Magician.
“Man… the signal here sucks!” complained Miguel Barragan by her side, raising his phone and trying to catch any kind of signal. “Could barely talk to my boyfriend when I called him, and can’t connect to the internet,” he complained. He tried once again to call but he couldn’t find a signal. “Useless brick…”
“We are underground in a bunker previously owned by Neo-Nazis, Barragan,” Pamela noted. From what she had heard, this used to be an old RedCent hideout that SCYTHE took over after the war, using it as a smaller base in case of emergency. “Not receiving any signal is part of the appeal of the place.”
“Bunker, huh…” Miguel chuckled. The name Bunker reminded him of the super name that he picked out; the more time passed, the more convinced he was that it was the right one.
Pamela gave a confused look at his expression and shrugged it off. Turning to her right, she saw the silent Emily Sung staring off into the distance. Unlike Barragan, Emily had other matters on her mind. Whatever she sensed or saw back at SCYTHE HQ freaked her out, like seeing something she shouldn’t.
Just as Pamela was about to ask her how she was feeling, a knock on the large blast doors echoed around the base, loud enough for all to hear. Quickly, everyone felt tense, and the SCYTHE agents covered the door as Alexei signaled them to aim their weapons. After the news of the escaped convicts taking control of SCYTHE HQ and their equipment and weaponry, the agents knew that they were being haunted now by the convicts looking for revenge, so they were not taking any chances.
“Would you mind opening the door!” A familiar voice said behind the door, a voice Pamela recognized right away. “I have a bloody Amazon here, and I would like her off my fur!”
“Barbara?” Pamela realized.
“Minerva? As in the Cheetah?” Alexei asked, eyes narrowed with suspicion. “She could be working with them, with the White Magician.”
“She isn’t,” Pamela answered, glaring at the SCYTHE soldier for the accusation. “She would never ally with the psychos you had under lock and key.”
Alexei scoffed. “That woman got a cemetery filled with people who say otherwise, and she hurt the mother of someone I know.”
Before the two could argue, Miguel stood up and decided to take action. He extended his hand, forming a large arm construct from it, and grabbed the handle of the blast door. With one pull, he opened it wide. Barbara entered. Her feline form made some of the SCYTHE agents tense, and weapons were still trained on her.
“Quite the welcoming committee…” she noted in sarcasm. “Now, would you be dears and get this woman some help?” She adjusted the unconscious and bloody Artemis on her back. Her blood covered Barbara’s fur.
“Medic!” Alexei called for an agent nearby before turning to Miguel. “And you, don’t use your freaky powers until I order you to do so.”
“Sorry tin man, I don’t speak fascist,” Miguel responded with a smirk, and Alexei glared at him.
The medic quickly came to Barbara and guided her to a nearby makeshift hospital room, which had a bed and various equipment to help the SCYTHE wounded. Barbara went in haste, and gently, with the help of the medic, they placed the injured Amazon on the bed, her blood soaking the white sheets red.
“How the hell did you even find us?” Alexei asked as he and the others entered. “I made sure I covered all our steps.”
“You did,” Barbara noted, stepping back to let the medic check on Artemis. She turned to Alexei and pointed at her nose. “But one of you has a very special pheromone that I can smell for miles,” she said with a smile as she turned her gaze to Pamela. “Still with those rose scents around you.”
The redhead smiled. “Maybe it’s that mark you left on me.”
“More than you think, Pammy.”
“Christ…” the medic gasped, catching everyone’s attention. “How is she still alive? And how long has she been like this?” He asked, examining the injured Amazon.
Her armor was wholly wrecked, beyond repair. Her headpiece was half broken, and the gauntlets and braces on her arms and legs were dented and unusable. Her injuries were severe: open wounds, slash marks, and burn marks were all over her body, and judging from blows on her armor, she might have had a few broken bones as well.
“Didn’t bother to look at the time with some of the grunts that were sent after us,” Barbara answered, leaning on a nearby chair as fatigue finally set in for her. “But these Amazons are too stubborn to die, and I know that from experience…”
The number of times Barbara thought she had beaten Diana only for the Amazon to get back up and beat her back was many, and it frustrated the woman to no end, but now she couldn’t help but be in awe at the resilience of these warriors.
“Her Amazon gifts will heal her,” Barbara noted. “But I am not sure how long it will take…”
“I doubt it will take more than a few days at least…” the medic noted, bringing out some bandages and wrapping them around her arms. “She will need a miracle to even walk out of here on her own two feet.”
“Uhmm…” Everyone in the room turned to Emily Sung, who stood by the doorway. “I… I think I can help her heal faster.”
Barbara and the medic gave her an odd look. To better explain it, Emily brought her hands together, and a small flame began to form from her palm. However, they weren’t bright orange flames; they were blue flames, and they didn’t feel any heat from them.
“I developed this technique while training,” said Emily. “It's a fire spell that doesn’t burn, but it heals people. I first used it on Miguel when he hurt his hands, and it was instantaneous,” she explained, and Miguel showed his fully healed hand as if he was demonstrating it. “But this will be the first time I will heal someone with this severe of injuries…”
Pamela and Barbara looked at the blue flames with wide eyes. In Pamela’s case, she was told that Emily had powers, and from Miguel’s description, she had the power of all the elements. However, seeing it firsthand and feeling it from just that tiny flame made her sense there was power behind it, warmth, like the sun.
“Do it,” Barbara said, taking a step back. “At this point, if we need magic to get her back into the fight, we better get to it before we lose her for real.” She turned to the shocked medic. This was the first time he would ever see magic in play. “And you, guide her in whatever wounds need to be healed.”
The medic nodded. It was better than nothing. With his guidance and Miguel’s support by her side, Emily went to work to heal Wonder Woman, who was in a state of life and death if they didn’t work fast enough, all while Circe and her crew were out there terrorizing the city.
“What’s the news out there?” Alexei asked after the three left the infirmary room. “We are in the dark here, and I couldn’t radio in anyone with the pieces of junk we got. Not even my brother, who was trying to get as many agents as possible.”
“Brother?” Barbara asked before she realized who his brother was. Her expression became solemn. She remembered the Warhammer who stayed behind to slow Circe and her crew, giving Barbara a chance to escape with Artemis on her back. “The guy with the Hammer…”
Alexei furrowed his brows, noticing the change in her expression. “What happened to my brother?”
Barbara took a deep breath and began explaining everything that had happened: the White Magician’s true identity, her taking over SCYTHE HQ, her ultimatum to Wonder Girl, and finally, Anatoly Abromivici’s sacrifice to save them.
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Somewhere in Gateway…
With the loss of SCYTHE and their headquarters, the surviving agents didn’t have the necessary support from the intel agents in the Black Room to fight off against the newly revived Red Centipedes, now grown more powerful with the help of the escaped convicts, more than happy to exact revenge.
With the bridges closed off, SCYTHE’s weakened state, and Wonder Woman being presumed dead, the city had been thrown into chaos. Streets filled with criminals and looters taking full advantage of what had happened, stealing anything from everyone across the island.
Red Centipedes roamed the streets with military trucks, taken from SCYTHE after their HQ had fallen to the White Magician’s control, making full use of their hardware to hunt down any surviving agent, delivering the message that they were the new peacekeepers of Gateway.
“Let me go!”
A woman, a worker from Taco Whiz, was being dragged from the streets by a group of RedCent grunts. Taken into a nearby corner, the RedCent dropped the worker on the dirty ground. Their eyes had terrible intentions behind them.
“Come on, man,” one RedCent grunt said from behind to his buddy. “We are supposed to find those SCYTHE fuckers, not mess around.”
“You’re serious?” The buddy looked at his friend like he was crazy. “We’ve been locked for months in SCYTHE’s cells; we can have a few minutes of fun.”
“Please! Don’t do this!” The woman screamed, tears falling from her eyes, afraid of what they would do to her. She tried to stand up and run away but was quickly pushed back down on the pavement.
The RedCent approached the woman, who crawled away from them in fear. “Come on, girl, I just need to release all this stress after being locked up for so long!” He proclaimed, giving the woman a leery look before turning to his buddy. “Hey man, I can share! Maybe we can get someone else from the street-”
The RedCent stopped speaking, catching his breath for a moment after he saw his buddy lying on the ground face first, knocked out cold. Looking up, his eyes widened in shock when he saw the person standing before him. “You’re… you were supposed to be dead?!”
Covered in heavy bandages and wrecked NIGHT armor, and carrying a mace in his hand and a pissed-off look on his face, Commander Hector Hall stood before the RedCent grunt like a dark spectre coming back to life. Kicking the knocked-out buddy aside, the Commander looked between the grunt and the terrified woman before he hardened his glare at the RedCent.
“Stay back!” The RedCent grunt aimed his weapon, hands shaking in fear. “I said stay the fuck back-”
In a moment, Hall moved at such a speed he looked like a blur, cutting the distance between the two. With one swing of his mace, he smacked him squarely on the head, sending him to the ground.
Hall turned to the woman he saved, who looked at him in horror. “Go… get to safety…”
Without another word, the woman ran toward the exit and into the streets, away from the alley. Now alone with the two RedCents, Hall grabbed the knocked-out buddy and woke him up, making the man see the bandaged-up Hall looking down at him with hateful eyes.
“You… I want you to send your boss a message…” Hall began, making him face the Commander. “Tell the White Magician, Circe, that I am declaring war on her and on anyone who stands by her side.” He turned and walked up to the other grunt, who was crawling away from the Commander in fear, grabbing his bleeding head. He begged for his life, but Hall ignored his pleas. “And this, this is for my men that you Centipedes have killed…”
He lifted his bloody mace and brought it down like a hammer on the begging Red Centipede as his buddy looked on in horror. He lifted it up once more to reveal the man’s head was crushed like a watermelon.
Commander Hector Hall was still alive, and as long as he was still breathing, SCYTHE would remain standing to fight against all threats against Gateway City.
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2024.05.16 08:40 Papa_Huggies What's your pedals unpopular opinion?

I'll start:
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