Thank you for this universe!
And many thanks to for being a full co-writer on this project!
Kaeden and Vichee belongs to and I thank them so much for working with us! It was an honor!
Sven belongs to Bjorn the Copper Paladin from Discord. I hope to do more with them in the future, and have tons of fun!
And don’t you worry about that final in the title! We have some news at the end!
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{Is the reason that everything happened to Tarlim in the first place?}

{Only up to the ramps, mostly. Trying to impress upon people the importance of accessibility for those with extenuating circumstances. At least according to the records I have access to.}

{The average person knows as much about his friends as they do about Mike Collins.}
<...Who?>
{Exactly. 20th century human spaceman, was there for their first lunar landing. Didn’t get to put boots on the ground, and nobody remembers his name now.}

{Hell, I didn’t even know about him until I put in a search query of niche historical figures just to give you an example. Yeesh…}

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Archived Closed Circuit Security Video - Establishment: Exterminator’s Office - Dawn Creek Division - Subbasement - Date Recorded (ST): OCT 31, 2136 - Timeframe (ST): 11:42 - 11:45
The parking bay is silent. Vans are parked neatly in their spots which frame the hallway to the armory and fuel storage for the camera. A ding is heard and something moves in the hallway. Five fully suited Venlil and a Zurulian step out of an elevator and run towards a van. The sound of a door slamming open comes from the hall roughly 6 seconds later. A stream of Exterminators pour out into the hall from the stairwell.
Their voices are indecipherable as they speak over each other. A Sulian runs into the armory and reappears with a huge flamer tank on their back. Another Zurulian can be seen with an extinguisher tank, but a Venlil bleats at them and tosses it aside. They drag the quadrupedal alien quickly into the parking garage before physically throwing them into the back of a van.
From the back of the hallway, a fluid can be seen spreading across the ground. A trio of Venlil back out of a room while holding their flamers up. They are unlit, instead spewing fuel out of their nozzles. The trio twirl around in an overly animated manner as they walk down the hall to the parking garage. A van pulls out of its spot with windows down so the passengers could let out a cheer.
A black-suited Venlil runs up to the spraying trio while waving their arms to get them out into the garage. The microphone just barely manages to catch him saying, “We need to save some for the predators!” One of the other Venlil replies, “Yes sir, Mafchi!” A short flurry of curses is heard as the gathered exterminators pile into the three other visible vans. Two of the vans speed out of the garage, forcing some other Venlil exterminators to dive out of the way in the process.
The black-suited Mafchi picks up a fuel canister that had been dropped and twists off its cap. He slings it under his shoulder and pours a line of fuel. He marches straight to the final van and hops up into the open rear. The van backs itself up to turn out of the garage. The fuel canister clatters to the ground as it pulls away. Before it clears the view of the camera, the Black-suited Venlil is seen standing in its open back. He is holding what appears to be a flare gun.
The flare sails through the air shortly after the van leaves the frame and impacts the ground. It bounces and rolls until it touches the fuel and ignites it in an instant. A small wall of fire proceeds down the provided trail into the hallway, igniting more fuel as time passes. The hallway is quickly engulfed in vividly red fire. Thick black smoke begins to pour out into the garage as the fire inches closer to the primary fuel tank.
Movement can be seen in the hallway between the flickering flames. The silver form of a Venlil Exterminator is seen rushing out of the stairwell and fighting to head towards the fuel storage room. Before they reach, a white flash fills the screen. The feed goes dead, the error code consistent with electrical interruption.
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{Who was what? Mafchi?}

{Hmmm, there aren’t any tags embedded for them. The suits do a rather good job at making the officers anonymous. Let me see…oh.}

{The, uh… the employment records for that Office were…terminated.}

{It looks like…yes, here. Record wipe in 2497. Media with less than 1 bistandannual visit were removed to save space on the university’s central server. It’s…they’re gone, gone gone.}

{Maybe, but that’ll do us no good if we don’t know their name. And because of the chaos of that incident, nobody has been able to accurately reconstruct where every individual was in that office. We’d have to already know who they were to find them.}
<...I guess that’s another person I’ll have to remember then, huh?>
{...Guess so. Speaking of remembering, perhaps you should check out Tarlim’s view again? Seeing how we were just talking about him.}
<...Sure. At least people remember his name, right?>
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Memory Transcription Subject: Tarlim, the Venbig. Date [Standardized Human Time] October 31st, 2136
No matter how much Sven and Anso griped about it, having them leave and return with the trailer was a great idea. The humans who had gone with them the first time were, to my dismay, excited to try and ride in the back. I had at least been able to impress on those four that I couldn’t let anyone else ride like that, and that they were to help with rigging a trailer with some seats.
I had to admit; they did a good job!
Several couches sat bolted to the floor of the covered trailer and even had some ropes that could be hooked across the armrests as impromptu belts. It wasn’t perfect by any means, but it would work as well as any bus or short train ride! Certainly superior to jumping in the bed of a truck.
I strode out into the parking road and swayed my ears to greet Anso. Sven had stayed behind here to meet with the humans and entertain the kids, a job which he was slightly less unenthusiastic about compared to last time. “Greetings, Anso! Have you made the necessary preparations for the humans to leave with you?”
The Yotul hopped out of the truck bed and bounced to me. “We have! I have to say those humans were great workers to have helped get this whipped up so quickly! I hope Sven has been behaving himself?”
I let my tail wag behind me remembering my last glimpse of him. He should really secure his sheath straps! “He has! Been entertaining the refugees while I made sure they all had their belongings ready to go. Come on inside, let’s go gather them.”
I guided him with a wave of my arm as we turned back to the door. To be truthful, I hadn’t expected Sven to win the humans over as quickly as he did. Needless to say, his primitive attire seemed to spark joy within them, a joy sorely needed amidst the sadness of recency.
As we entered the building I noticed something, or rather, the lack of something. When I had exited only a few [minutes] prior, the building had been full of life and noise. Now, it was almost dead quiet, save for the sounds of a holovision coming from the lobby. Rather heated sounds, at that.
“I didn’t think it was already main rest claw,” Anso mused as he, too, recognized the aggravated voices coming from the lobby. “And what are they watching in there? Sounds…angry.”
“Yeah…” I trailed off as I followed the noises. As I approached the lobby, the sound of what I assumed was a Gojid yelling. “You know nothing about my family. TALK, JUST FUCKING TALK, NOW!” My ears pinned back at the foul language at play, hoping that Sven and the children were somewhere else.
As I entered the room, I saw that I was only half right. The children were thankfully nowhere to be found, but Sven was obviously present, as was most of the facility staff. I was about to ask what was going on before another voice drew my attention to the holovision, the same as everyone else. The voice of none other than Chief Nikonus.
“There were three of us who laid out the groundwork for the Federation. When Kolshian explorers came in contact with the Farsul, more than a thousand years ago, the galaxy was young. We were the first in this sector to escape our gravity well. You know about the founding of this institution, but I reiterate it just in case.”
“The Krakotl were the third,” another voice piped up from behind the camera. I thought it might’ve been another Gojid, but the voice was far too breathy. Harchen, maybe? I wasn’t given a chance to consider it further as Nikonus continued. “Yes, they were a problem from the start; aggressive, disagreeable. We tried to identify the problem, and why they were so ill-equipped for spacefaring.”
“We learned they were scavengers, who would occasionally go for fish as well.”
His next line was rendered inaudible by the shocked gasps of both the refugees and residents in the room. I was no different, drawing in a sharp breath at the abrupt admission. I remembered that Arvi had said some aliens were revealed to have eaten meat in the past, but was this the way it was decided to be revealed? With such abject callousness?
Nikonus continued to speak, looking not just proud, but smug with his words. He went on about how the Federation had saved these aliens with their manipulations, but the entirety of his body language seemed to indicate he reveled in how devastating this information would be to the people he was speaking to. How they manipulated an entire culture, a RELIGION!
What if they did the same to ours?
That horrifying thought struck through my mind like a derailing train. I had relied upon the Tenets in some of my darkest moments. Found comfort in them when there was none elsewhere to be found. To have such a comfort revealed as a lie in its entirety, used only for some other group to control you…
The voice of Nikonus hit my ears again. “Oh Sovlin, I already told you. For the small minority of species who don’t find herbivory alone, we teach them the right way. Doesn’t the religion against predators sound familiar?”
The Kolshian was insufferably proud of those words. There was no doubt in my mind now; this was mocking. Mocking a Gojid for following The Protector. For being a predator. For being different, but expecting to still be treated as a person. The Gojid were predators, they couldn’t help it, and they were already being mocked for it.
What might happen to all the other species?
I shifted my focus away from the screen to the crowd, searching for one in particular. Vichee, a Krakotl already so different from everyone else, and now my concerns for them were multiplied with every word that fell from Nikonus’ mouth. Were they okay? They had come in here to see Sven, I had seen them. Where are-
I spotted Kaeden in the corner of the room. Next to him, slumped against the wall, was Vichee. The dual colored Krakotl’s eyes were glazed over as they stared at nothing. I strode over quickly, my instincts wanting to comfort them. Kaeden was simply standing there, it was confusing that he didn’t seem to be comforting Vichee at all. As I got closer, their head tilted up to me, regarding me with an unfocused eye.
“He was right.” They said quietly. My implant almost didn’t pick it up over the sounds of the lobby. “Kaeden had asked me soon after our first meeting if Krakotl had once been meat eaters. Said it was the shape of our beaks. ‘More suited to capturing small wriggling prey than filtering algae’. He told me. I nearly flew away right then… If I had, I would have been alone with this news.”I listened, kneeling down to be closer to their level. “You’re not alone, your herd is here. Right Kaeden?”
He looked over at me and nodded. “Vichee was there with me when Earth was attacked. I’m here for them now. Kaabra and Venik are… together, elsewhere at the moment. But they will be here too.”
I flicked my ears in understanding. “Then I hope they may help in hugging Vichee until their tears are dry.” I turned an eye to Vichee. “Please, I just want you to know that you are still you. What your body does has no effect on your personhood.”
Vichee still sat, their mind still likely whirling with the new information. They lifted their differently colored wings. “I’m well aware. This lesson I already learned. But thank you, I understand what you mean.” Kaeden nodded slowly and Vichee returned to their thoughts.
“There’s going to be trouble soon, Tarlim,” Kaeden stated gravely. “News like this? Nothing good will come of it. I can already tell this won’t go over well. Keep your eyes open.”
As if in response to his words, the sound of clanking metal hits my ears. They shoot up, pivoting to locate its source. There, dashing towards the door, was the armored figure of Sven. I didn’t know him enough to know how this broadcast would affect him, but running was never the best sign. I flicked my ears goodbye to my friends and rose, following after the metal man. In my periphery, I saw the television screen had shifted to show Rolem moving onto the stage. I would have to miss whatever it was he had to say, so ducked through the doors and continued to follow the sound of metal.
As I exited, I saw that I wasn’t the only one to see Sven’s actions. Anso was bounding behind him, shouting something I couldn’t hear. Sven didn’t seem to either as he kept running, but his gait wasn’t one of fear. He looked purposeful, sprinting in a straight line. A line pointed right towards-
Towards the observing Exterminator Van.
The metal Venlil didn’t even hesitate at the presence of the fence. He leapt up in a display of strength and agility, vaulting over the barrier and continuing his beeline into the van. It was like phased through the doors with how fast he moved. There were sounds of commotion that followed his entry, and soon two Exterminators fell out of the van. One Venlil…and one Krakotl. I wonder how Kalek is taking things.
I, too, cleared the fence with only a high step and reached the van, peering in to see Sven at the controls. “Sven! What are you doing?” I asked, the Krakotl officer shivering on the ground in my periphery.
“They got my girl!” He huffed, “She’s a Gojid, they got her, I can’t let them do anything worse to her!” He tried to activate the vehicle to no avail, but his words brought up something that I hadn’t thought much over. I remember hearing about temporary emplacements that were being set up. Paly had texted me about exterminators bringing people there. Her too. And that would mean-
-THOOOOOOOMMMMM-
The wind hit me like a truck and rocked the van I was standing next to. Sven even stopped trying to fiddle with the controls to see what had just happened. In the distance, near the center of town, an enormous black cloud rose into the air, the vestiges of fire still burning in the suspended embers. I couldn’t look away from it as my mind raced with horrible possibilities as my mind tripped over itself trying to concoct a plan of action.
I wasn’t given long to think before the radio in the van crackled to life, startling both Sven and myself. “Attention all True Exterminators! The truth has come out about the taint in our midst! For too long we have lived with its danger in our presence! If any of you still hold the safety of The Herd in your hearts, come join us so we may burn ALL the predator taint from this District! Rendezvous at Vulen’s apartment complex, we shall start our cleansing there!”
The name of one of my landlords sparked familiarity in my mind. They had been working to build a series of new apartments to add to his old, and if I remembered, had agreed to house the Gojid refugees. The Gojid! Paly was housed with them!!
In an instant, I reached into the van and grabbed Sven by the arm. He tried to pull away, but my grip was too strong. “Sven! They’re gonna kill the Gojid! They’re gonna burn Paly!”
He finally managed to shake himself free as my paws became jittery from stress. “I gotta save my girlfriend! She’s in a facility! I gotta save her!”
“But they’re gonna burn people here!” I protested, “we have to do something! We need- We need People who can fight them! Kaeden! I need to get Kaeden! We can save them!”
I pulled myself away from the van and spotted Anso nearby. He must have had to go through the gate, but this was good timing. I pointed a claw at him. “Do Not Let Him drive off before I get back!”
I didn’t give him, nor the Exterminators who had recovered from their shock, time to ask questions. Paly was in danger, as were who knew how many others. I faintly heard my data pad chime from within my shoulder bag, the signal my heart was beating too fast, but I couldn’t deal with it right now. I could get the heart rate under control during the drive. Right now I needed Kaeden, he knew how to fight! How to save people when others were trying to kill them!
My paws guided me and I was back in the cafeteria before I knew it. Some of the crowd had dissipated, but Kaeden and Vichee were still in the same corner I had left them in, but with their Venlil friends now joined. Without leaving time for protest, I grabbed Kaeden’s arm and pulled him away. I heard Vichee squawk behind me, but I was in too much of a hurry. I can’t let her get hurt. I Won’t.
Kaeden started to slap my arm as I dragged the soldier across the lobby. “Tarlim! What the fuck are you doing?? What’s going on?”
“No time, they’re going to burn everyone,” I breathlessly said as I burst the facility doors open to get him to the van.
“What? Who?” Kaeden questioned, still resisting my pull. I could hear a tinge of worry in his voice, and I knew he would understand. Anso looked back from his position as he heard my approach, and upon seeing me dragging Kaeden along, he grew visibly concerned.
“On the radio, something about True Exterminators,” I attempted to explain to him as we neared the gate doors. This time, I simply spread them apart with my free paw, metal screeching against itself as the gate was forced open. “They’re going to burn every cured species they can find, and That Means Paly. I Won’t Let Them.”
Kaeden had stopped struggling as I explained the bare essentials to him, and once we approached the van, he finally had enough sense to ask the right questions. “So what exactly is the plan to stop them? We’re strong, sure, I could probably take most of them. But just two of us against a wall of those flamers?”
“Not two,” I corrected, letting go of his arm and throwing open the back doors of the van. Still seated in the drivers side was Sven, who looked back once he heard me permit entrance into the back. “We have him too.”
“Wh- the LARPer??” Kaeden asked incredulously. I wasn’t familiar with the term he used, but his tone told us all we needed to know. Sven’s eyes narrowed at the perceived insult, but Kaeden continued. “Do either of you have any formal military training?? Rushing down there is only going to get you both killed along with the others! For fucks sake, slow down! We need a plan!”
“T-There won’t be t-time f-for one,” a voice peeped in from behind us. We all turned to face the source, and we found it was the Venlil Exterminator. They recoiled under the sudden gaze of our entire party, but they managed to continue. “I-I recognized the v-voice. It w-was one of the n-new recruits. They m-might as well be Y-Yulpa. If you w-want to stop them, it’s now or n-never.”
We all stared at them for a moment in disbelief that they’d willingly hand over that information to us. They were Exterminators, weren’t they? They should be allied with the voice on the radio! Kaeden, after considering the information, gave voice to my confusion. “And why are you telling us this? You’re an exterminator, shouldn’t you be trying to help them?”
“M-My husband is the Krakotl that was in the van with me!” They yelled back, stamping their footpaw on the ground in agitation. “I-I don’t care what his ancestors did a t-thousand years ago, I will not stand for those zealots burning who knows how many people! We’re not all the same, h-human!”
I was taken aback by their words. I had given up hope that there were any redeemable souls amongst the ranks of those silver-suited brahkasses, but living proof of the contrary stood before us. Their breathing was only matched by mine as my pad continued to chime in my pack. Maybe there’s hope after all.
Kaeden started frantically looking all around, his focused gaze falling on the facility, the exterminator in front of us, and the rising smoke in the distance. After a moment's hesitation, he growled to himself and shook his head. “Fine! Fucking- if you want to prove you’re different, you and your partner stand guard at the gate! They’ll probably try to send a division here, so keep on guard! And for the love of God, go ask for help if that happens!”
My tail wagged behind me as I interpreted what that meant. “So you’ll help us, Kaeden?”
He paused for a second, an agonizing second as he fully took in the situation in his mind. But ultimately, he nodded. “Let’s go, we can figure things out along the way.”
Seizing the moment, Anso quickly jumped into the van and pushed Sven out of the driver's seat, much to their visible frustration. Kaeden quickly hopped into the passenger seat, leaving me with the problem of finding a space that would fit me. I stepped over to the back of the van and threw the doors open.
The flamers and their fuel tanks were useless to us, easy to toss all three sets out onto the ground behind me. I made sure that the flamers were disabled first, of course. Just had to snap the pilot lighters and slice a hose with my claw. Even if these two said they weren’t like these “True Exterminators” I didn’t trust them one bit. I crawled inside the cramped vehicle and wiggled myself to close the doors behind me.
As I got myself settled, I watched as the Venlil Exterminator started to inspect the destroyed remains of their weapons. I squinted a glare at them and positioned myself so they couldn’t enter with me. “You two aren’t coming,” I hissed. “You know why you’re not. Try anything with the humans, and they will stop you.”
I slammed the doors shut as their expressions fell, just in time for Anso to get the van into gear. I curled myself up against the wall of the van, watching out the back window as we sped down the road. We were on our way now. On our way to save Paly and all the people gathered because their ancestors ate meat. My heart hammered in my chest, but I would need to control it for what we were about to do. I needed to focus. I needed to breathe. I needed to be calm.
Focus. Breathe. Calm
Focus.
Breathe.
Calm…
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Memory Transcription Subject: Sol-Vah, Fleeing Predator. Date [Standardized Human Time] October 31st, 2136
My legs couldn’t carry me anymore. I had to keep going, but I didn’t have the strength. My pants became wheezes as my body struggled to keep up with the physical exertion of running almost halfway through town. I hadn’t even looked up before now, at least with eyes not blinded by tears. The pain of Mute’s rejection still stung in my soul, a pain so visceral it threatened to rip me apart worse than any Arxur. Protector, what did I do to deserve this? Is there even a Protector, or did the Federation just- just make that up?
I didn’t have time to think about that now, I needed to get to the office. From what little I caught of the broadcast, Nikonus had said they saved us before. I knew what it likely was, but…I was desperate. I just wanted to go back home and have him embrace me like he did before. The safety and love I had felt from him was still fresh in my mind, and if there was any chance I had to get it back?
I’ll happily take it.
As I approached the office, however, something seemed off. I could smell soot in the air, but not the kind of soot that came from our flamers. This was- was…dirtier smelling, as if the fuel had been impure. Upon looking up, however, I saw something that made my stomach drop. A huge plume of smoke, billowing up into the sky. It shadowed the sun itself with its immensity and hate. Did the Exterminators burn more drugs? Or…or…
I felt a renewed vigor as I started to run towards the plume, hoping against hope that I was wrong. As soon as I turned the corner, though, my worst fears were realized. Where the office once stood now sat a burning stack of glorified rubble, every single window in sight shattered and multiple holes in the outer walls. The building was split, it was as if a giant knife had come down and sloppily sliced off its front half to spill flaming debris everywhere.
I stood in front of the building I had once called my home, surrounded by screams and the awful sound of flames roaring. I knew now there was no hope of salvation, no way this could ever be undone. I would never be able to go back to the way things were, never feel the happiness I had for that brief time. I was doomed to this life, abandoned by my love, and forced to live as an abomination devoid of a home.
I suppose that’s all a predator like me deserves.
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You read it right: This is going to be the final chapter of "Of Giants and Journalists." With the conclusion of Sharnet and Vekna's adventure, we will now take the time to show how this announcement has affected our characters and the galaxy at large. We're excited to announce our new series, Nature of a Giant: Aftermath! This series will not be quite as in-depth temporally as Of Giants and Journalists was, mainly because not as much will be happening in as short of a time. Rest assured, though, there will still be plenty of action across the board! You just won't have to deal with over half the story only covering a week of time!
In that vein, we are also excited to announce we are working on another bonus series, one that was teased a long time ago, Venric Lawven: Legal Legend! It will be filling the gap for content while we work on the first few chapters of Aftermath to make sure the scenes are as quality as they deserve, but will have a reduced upload schedule to once a week to accommodate for writing two series at once. On behalf of both of myself and , we'd like to thank all of our readers for sticking with us on this journey. It's hard to believe this series has been going on for over a year in one form or another, but I wouldn't have it any other way! Thank you all again for your continued support, and we look forward to seeing you again with Legal Legends! And then...
The Aftermath!!

Going to an inpatient program.
I was told it would be in my best interest to check myself into an inpatient program. I have no idea what to expect. I'm really scared to go but also scared not to go. I'm not going to a fancy facility just one that my doctor suggested. Has anyone on here gone through this? Any advice? I don't want scary stories just kinda what to expect. I have depression, anxiety, FND, etc. I am going for suicidal thoughts and hopelessness, which is causing anxiety and my FND to flare. I have tremors and NES daily, along will all the other symptoms. Thank you to those who help! I've noticed things are worse when I'm around my mental and emotional abusers. I can't leave or not see them, there is NO way right now. Will this help me maybe? I've had agoraphobia and have been diagnosed with FND for two years now and have lost everything. I just need relief and hope!

Hey everyone thanks for reading my post. I'll warn you it's going to be long.
I have a neighbor who's also been friends with me for a couple years. Her husband has a lot of health issues & he had a huge health scare last year. Ever since this happened she hasn't been herself. Understandably so. She is now caregiving for him full time on her own & had to quit her job.
For the past year or so it's been tough being around her. She's not always in the best of moods. I tried to advise her to consider putting her husband in a nursing home or having a aid come in to take some of the stress off her. That didn't make her happy. Also told her I worry about her because all of this stress & anxiety she's going through isn't good for her & could affect her physically at some point. She told me not to worry about her that she was fine.
Her husband has always been negative & I told her that being around him was not good for her because all that is going to rub off on her.
I'm tired of having to hear about him everytime I hangout with her. It's starting to affect my mental health being around her. All her negativity & feelings is rubbing off on me. I'm very attached to her & wish I could just stop feeling that way. I can't handle being around her anymore. It's just too much. I think i may need to distance myself from her for a while.
What should I do? Am I being too harsh? Anyone been friends with someone who was a caregiver? How do you manage? I help her when I can but she's also not one to flat out ask for it.

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I’m not sure if this has been spoken about already, but it’s doing my head in and I need to do something about it. There are scammers all over Vinted, we all know that, but I want to educate people on what the scammer’s accounts look like and how they actually achieve the scam.
Firstly, what do the accounts look like, these are the 5 things I use and you can use to tell if the account is dodgy:
Username: Usually a name with random numbers and letters intertwined, such as j0hnathan43z0 (not a real user name)
Price: Tends to include pennies such as £48.50 or £18.75, not very common for a legit seller to use pennies, so when they do, pls check their account.
Reviews/Followers: Almost always they will have 0 followers and 0 reviews.
Photos: Poor quality photos that are clearly cropped, and sometimes have a distorted/barcode-like pattern along one of the edges of the image
Wardrobe: Usually consists of completely random items, with very good prices. Check the background in the image of each item, are they similar? Or do they look like they are taken in what’s clearly a different household for instance.
How does the scam actually work you may be wondering… well:
What they do, is they list an item, using images stolen from an old sales listing from Vinted, eBay etc. The item will be very well priced. (Most of these scam listings are posted in the evening, at around 9pm onwards, however you may notice them popping up all day)
A person will be attracted by this price, and no doubt they will buy the item.
At checkout, you will notice the only courier option is Royal Mail. Why is this? Royal Mail is the only courier on Vinted that isn’t a tracked service, it’s only 2nd class, and because of this, you have to send a proof of postage receipt to the buyer as an image, hence the “Here’s the postage receipt”… message that shows when the seller has sent you said receipt.
The scamming seller will activate this message, in doing so, the Vinted software will update the buyer telling them that their item has been sent. However the buyer won’t upload an image of the postage receipt. (Some time after this, usually an hour or so, the seller will delete their account, I’m not sure how this bit helps the scammer in any way, but they often do this).
If a parcel goes missing on Vinted, Vinted will refund both the buyer AND the seller regardless. Services like InPost and Evri can be tracked and used to prove if the parcel has been delivered or not. Royal Mail 2nd class on the other hand cannot be tracked. So Vinted assume the parcel is lost and eventually refund both parties.
What Vinted fail to do however, is check the transaction for a proof of postage receipt. Checking if the seller actually sent the item off and can prove it, would allow the seller to be rightly refunded or not (the buyer will be refunded regardless). This is bad on Vinted part obviously, because Vinted are paying out scammers for absolutely nothing.
I can’t believe they are getting away with it and it has to stop, because people are paying good money for items that never arrive, and are then out of pocket for 3ish weeks before they are refunded. I hope this post helps the community and raises awareness.
Thanks for reading and stay safe on this marketplace.
If it’s too good to be true, it usually is!

Just got a couple of quotes from some of the major moving companies, and they were quite high. 17万 and 14万. Only moving a couple of blocks away. They said because it was close they’d use a smaller truck and do many trips back and forth. We have a small apartment (that we are moving from, 2 bedroom but more like a 1.5), they want to send us 50 boxes but I feel like that many boxes, even folded up would have a hard time fitting in here (can’t see us even filling up 30). Anyhow, the plan is we fill the boxes (and unpack them) ourselves and they do the rest.
We have two young kids so we aren’t really in a situation where we can rent a truck and do it all ourselves (one will be at daycare on moving day, but the other will not, still a nursing infant). We will be renovating the new house so there will be a few months we have we could start moving small things (unnecessary for daily life). Anyhow. I may just have to go with it for the 14万 quote. It just seems high. I wanted to ask for advice on here if you think we should try asking a few other different companies or if there was something we could take away from the package that might help reduce cost (or perhaps a way we could prep things to get a more accurate scope of the work at hand and actual cost).
Just trying to process if this actually seems reasonable or if there is a smarter move.
Thanks !

I am a program developer. I have developed a tool that can convert audio into text. It supports common audio formats, supports the conversion of music, meeting records, lectures, courses and other audio scenes into text format, and supports translation and content summary. , mind mapping and content-based mind mapping. I hope you can spend a minute or two to help me experience the experience function and give me some useful suggestions. Thank you.

Hello, my name is Lost Angeles (lmao), and I’m an addict.
I’m 26 years old, and am in recovery (gold chip, baby🙏🏼)for addiction. Unfortunately, my issues and struggles were masked beneath a “high-functioning” exterior and I continued to deceive myself that I was in control. A “recovering people-pleaser”, “how does she do it all??”, kind of asshole…
Don’t have much to say for myself other than I don’t know how to say no to others (‘high performer’ at work, relationship strained, family life tense, friends giving me grief for missing social events for work (sigh.) ) when I feel like I’m going to disappoint them or let them down, I needed more hours in the day, yadda yadda…
I didn’t want to let people down. I didn’t want to be seen as weak. I didn’t want to be a burden.
I was stretched thin and found something that seemingly allowed for me to do it all and it didn’t hurt anyone but me. Secretly. Privately. Unknowingly.
I have since become sober (“We are here and we are free” IYKYK🙏🏼) but have had to take an aggressive, full-time approach to my sobriety. I’m unable to work at the moment and unemployment is no longer available. My parents wish they could help, and if they could, they would, but, they can’t. They’re scared shitless in their own ways. (A sobering tale of two Gen X’ers careeretirement become a casualty to the rapidly changing economic state of the country.)
Trying my best. Working the program. Which means I can’t work a job. Not right now. But the bills don’t pause, and they don’t stop. Working so, SO, hard to overcome an addiction, and I, honestly, need some help right now. Please help if you can. Be it a dollar, a word, a prayer. Accepting all at the moment. Means more than you know.
Thanks for letting me share. Xo

1. Get a new job.
2. Tell management she is chatty and request my own office maybe or space?
3. Talk to the colleague that hired me and explain why I'm leaving and express if this toxic person leaves I would come back.

Context:
I have the best job in the world. Literally any incentive you can think of is met (they pay for botox, flights, adopting a baby type of incentive), amazing boss and coworkers.
One catch...the person I work the closest with and am expected to manage in the near future is truly awful. Constantly slacking off, unprofessional, always sick, always crying loudly when they have work (I.e. asked to mail a letter or google something), or swearing and berating someone loudly when they catch them in a mistake, talks about sex, drugs, and drinking openly, etc. I do her job for her. I sit beside them and everyone else has offices. There is no escape.
I didn't deal with her the first year much because she was on stress leave, worked from home a lot and when she returned called in sick a lot. However this year they are cracking down on absences and wfh so she's in all the time and they have approached me to manage her and train. I also got a bonus with the description "thank you for dealing with X coworker" it was sizeable...
I was about to bring it up with my manager after two years of dealing with this but today I saw that the one other person that has shared my views is about to be fired because he raised then about her. This guy has a career in HR as well. He was calling her out very professionally and rightly so and this toxic coworker ended up lying to my boss saying this guy was insulting my boss which was insane. So now my boss obviously hates him and anytime my coworker complains it fuels my boss. I've tried to put my two cents in nicely but I can see my boss has made her mind.
We are out of office space so senior managers are sitting in cubicles which means a regular schmuck like me won't get an office even if they had space and I know they would accommodate if this wasn't the case which would solve 90% of my problems. I've worked with difficult people before but the thing is I have no work around here.
I do have a lot of job interviews and offers (six in the last month) so I know there's options but of course this being my dream job I know I'm going to have to let go of some things. I know even if there's bad coworkers as there are anywhere I can negotiate a office from the start or determine how big the team is. When I was hired here they said there was no team just me and this girl.

Hello everyone!
I've been in social work for a few years now, and haven't completed a degree program. I love supporting and working with people, and care deeply about the work that I do, but find it hard to have an impact on the lives of the people I support. Being in social work has shown me how often people are mistreated and completely unaware of their rights (that I'm aware of) as human beings.
I've received pushback every time I've advocated for clients and staff at every non-profit I've worked for, and the system just doesn't serve people the way I'd hoped. Now, I want to try something where I can actually may e make a difference.
My question is--what made you all want to become lawyers? How was schooling for it? What do you love most, and what's the hardest part of the work that you do?
Thank you all!

My GP mentioned her concerns re over-diagnosis in the private sector and specified the assessment should be done by a psychiatrist. Her exact words on my NHS record were then "you need an ongoing shared care agreement with a Psychiatrist on the GMC register if we are to prescribe medication here".
I then found out about Right To Choose and decided to go through that route as felt more aligned with the NHS and so it's free.
I now finally have an assessment date with Dr J & Colleagues. However I noted the assessor is a 'Neurodevelopmental clinical nurse specialist', rather than a psychiatrist.
I e-mailed them to explain the convo I had with my GP. The response just said they provide shared care. Nothing else - didn't really respond to what I was actually asking. So I asked again who the psychiatrist would be who would provide the shared care, given my GP wouldn't accept otherwise. They said the shared care would be authorised by a Psychiatrist available at their service.
The responses were quick but vague and my gut is saying their lack of addressing my questions in full feels evasive and uncaring. Some of the reviews on Google also aren't great.
I'm now wondering whether to switch to ProblemShared who provided a much more comprehensive answer when I asked about who undertakes the diagnosis, where they explained the NICE guidelines and how they're regulated by CQC - though still wouldn't be with a psychiatrist. But it felt like they were thorough, reassuring and knew what they were talking about. However this means that I'd probably need to wait another 4 months or more to get my GP to write another referral and be back at the bottom of a waiting list.
I also feel like I can't raise this with my GP incase they refuse shared care if I do go ahead with Dr J. It just all feels a bit dodgy.
My current thinking is to go ahead with the assessment, and if I get a diagnosis, the medication will soon demonstrate if the diagnosis is accurate or not. I guess I'm just worried that a) Dr J might be difficult to work with including how they manage securing shared care with my GP based on interactions so far and Google reviews and b) my NHS ICB will be paying for this so I feel like it's my one shot - surely they're not going to pay for another RTC provider if this goes wrong somehow?
Note - I am still on waiting list for NHS assessment, but that's 2+ years away, and that's if they even accept my referral case which is still yet to be reviewed. I wonder if I'll be knocked off the waiting list if my ICB pays for this private assessment too?
I'm really worried about getting this right so any guidance would be HUGELY appreciated. Is it worth me reaching out to ADHDUK the org for advice? Do they provide that?
Thanks so much in advance. I may delete this post after a week or so as I'm scared Dr J might see it and treat me differently...

Hi, I wanted to share the experience of converting IIM Ahmedabad (initially waitlisted). The past year had been extremely difficult where. I fought depression (unstable job situation, bandi ka chakkar, uncertain future) and even had to take medications. CAT helped me get over the depression phase, where I shifted the focus and helped me earn a decent percentile. However, then I lost my job, and my only way out was to get through the interviews, which, by God's grace, I did...So yes...thank you to everyone who stuck by me during this time and had shown me the support...I will be signing off from this saying...whatever be the situation one should continue to work hard and eventually good things will happen...it is far easier said than done but trust me...it will all be worth it in the long run...

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I passed SLU! BSN kinuha ko and dream course ko talaga yun. Dream Univ ko din talaga SLU.However my mom told me na doon daw kami sa may scholarship ako. We all know that DOST doesn't include BSN sa prio nila. And I don't know what to do na talaga 😭. Pls help! It's either a.) I will give up my course BSN, pero sa SLU pa rin ako mag-aaral b.) I will give up DOST if makapasa man ako c.) I will give up SLU and baka mag NU na lang ako at mag baka sakali.

1. Should I continue BSN? Or magpharma na lang ako? Or biomed?
2. May scholarships ba sa SLU na prio ay nurse?
3. Hanggang kailan pwede i-accept/reject yung nasa portal.
4. Sobrang mahal ba BSN sa SLU? Magkano magagastos niyo sa lahat ng expenses as someone na hindi taga Baguio and kailangan magdorm?

Thank you!

I'm a level 43 and consider myself decent and take between 1 or no damage at all so tonight when I soloed sabotage the lockdown, The first match was a breeze but now tell me why the second match now, Where you open the gate in that room when you go downstairs after picking up the gas can, I go down the corridor why all of a sudden is it blocked off by a yellow gate? I quit and restarted the trial and the gate is there again, I quit and restarted and now the gate is gone however on the right in the dark room there is now a big brute patrolling in there which I call Andrew (The female I call Big Bertha and she's worse than the male grunt) and now Coyle opens the door in that room so they're both in there, And there is an electric trap on the floor and to my acknowledge there was also a pouncer I heard crying
Why is it when I go through the firing range those 2 doors are gated off SINCE WHEN??, I tried to find a way through other doors and I couldn't that was the only way through after the firing range, Couldn't and assumed the devs trolled me or it was a bug so I restarted, The area when you go down the corridor is open again and so is the firing range doors and during this MK challenge I get grabbed through a door by Bertha and thrown she decided to clip through it and when I get to the generator Coyle won't stop pursuing me even when I lose him he's patrolling near me and at one point I don't hear his footsteps and he's now hit me (Coyle's footsteps are never quiet), Oh and almost every door is trapped except for 3 doors that weren't (thank god for door trap breaker)
How are ya'll able to solo this in 3 minutes (The first time tonight took me 7 minutes) when I played it multiple times it took me between 15 to 22 minutes
Edit: This is program genesis BTW

Good evening all,
Has anyone gone across to the APS from being a contractor?
If so how have you found the procees, specifically the interview process when they ask about why you want to work there, provide some examples etc, and your examples and reason is also the exact job your doing now.
Can you also use your current EL1 or EL2 as a referee, as you work closer with them as your 'boss' then other contractors?
Do panel interviewers not care, and is this classed as external hire, or internal?
Thanks all, and happy Friday!

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Hey new member here and frequent visitor to Hungary as my wife is Hungarian
Next year we will reach our 5 years anniversary and we have a 2 years old son
Recently I came across the process that it is possible to obtain Hungarian cetezinship by being married to a Hungarian citizen and having children
So here is my question Has anyone recently acquired the Hungarian citizenship by being married to a Hungarian citizen for 5 years and having a child while not living in Hungary?
Can you maybe tell me about your experince with this process and what things to keep in mind, especially with the speaking Hungarian part.
From what I understood the requirement is to hold a conversation with the interviewer, but not sure about what sort of level is required for this
Thanks in advance

Hi! Ask ko lang sa mga alumni students or current students ng BS-MS Computer Science if worth it ba yung direkta Masters na? Nagamit niyo ba siya sa paghanap ng work? Planning to take the joint program sana baka useful siya for finding work😊 Thank you po sa sasagot!