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2024.05.19 03:28 parasite1O1 Parasitic
I'm nothing but a filthy parasite draining on my parents financially and emotionally. I've been unable to get a job for almost 4 years now.
I have a few limitations but most people agree they are reasonable (I don't have to sleep somewhere that isn't home 3 nights a week to be able to get to work. I'm not standing for 8 hours in pain doing NOTHING, I'll stand 8 hours in pain if there's work to do. I'm not lying to people to make them sign onto a 12 year financial commitment.)
I'm willing to do anything else. But Mc Donald's won't give me an interview. The rare 1 a season interview I do get ghosts me. Most applications just get ignored. Meanwhile I'm here, using electricity my parents pay for. Eating their food. Asking them to cover my health expenses. My depression means I can't even fucking CLEAN UP for them. I'm an emotional toil. My dad feels like I stole his daughter from him (I'm trans) People keep suggesting welfare but that's just stealing MORE money from other people.
I'm worthless, I clearly can't even mop floors. I can't do data entry (had a temp position bit was let go after 7 workings days, only able to work 2 of them due to their system. Apparently I wasn't keeping up. A problem they never told me so I couldn't improve- as I had been, under advice of my peers, more focused on taking notes than the speed.) I can't do anything. I've been in job employment programs but that doesn't help. Infact one of them, a film one I took, actually screwed me over unintentionally as I HAD a job, but took a break because film and media was my desired feild. And now as a result I can't get much other help. Turned away from a barista training program because I had received help. Yes where I live it's expected you take a course to be a coffee barista. It's 500$
I can't drive. I keep failing my tests putting my family out 200$ each time. Everything costs money. And no matter what I do I cant make it.
So now I'm here, once again planning on just killing myself. So I can no longer waste space. Money. Resources. Oxygen. The world would be better, healthier, without a useless parasite like me hogging up food, water, and everything else. I can't even volunteer because I can't afford the buss fare to go there. It's just... so pointless. I have no more will to do anything. My last attempt was hours into a resume and cv. My own design and people gave good feedback, but I've not got even an interview for that position I desperately wanted. So clearly I'm not good enough and can't do that either. I'm useless, stupid and I think I should just make it better for everyone if I die already.
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I have a few limitations but most people agree they are reasonable (I don't have to sleep somewhere that isn't home 3 nights a week to be able to get to work. I'm not standing for 8 hours in pain doing NOTHING, I'll stand 8 hours in pain if there's work to do. I'm not lying to people to make them sign onto a 12 year financial commitment.)
I'm willing to do anything else. But Mc Donald's won't give me an interview. The rare 1 a season interview I do get ghosts me. Most applications just get ignored. Meanwhile I'm here, using electricity my parents pay for. Eating their food. Asking them to cover my health expenses. My depression means I can't even fucking CLEAN UP for them. I'm an emotional toil. My dad feels like I stole his daughter from him (I'm trans) People keep suggesting welfare but that's just stealing MORE money from other people.
I'm worthless, I clearly can't even mop floors. I can't do data entry (had a temp position bit was let go after 7 workings days, only able to work 2 of them due to their system. Apparently I wasn't keeping up. A problem they never told me so I couldn't improve- as I had been, under advice of my peers, more focused on taking notes than the speed.) I can't do anything. I've been in job employment programs but that doesn't help. Infact one of them, a film one I took, actually screwed me over unintentionally as I HAD a job, but took a break because film and media was my desired feild. And now as a result I can't get much other help. Turned away from a barista training program because I had received help. Yes where I live it's expected you take a course to be a coffee barista. It's 500$
I can't drive. I keep failing my tests putting my family out 200$ each time. Everything costs money. And no matter what I do I cant make it.
So now I'm here, once again planning on just killing myself. So I can no longer waste space. Money. Resources. Oxygen. The world would be better, healthier, without a useless parasite like me hogging up food, water, and everything else. I can't even volunteer because I can't afford the buss fare to go there. It's just... so pointless. I have no more will to do anything. My last attempt was hours into a resume and cv. My own design and people gave good feedback, but I've not got even an interview for that position I desperately wanted. So clearly I'm not good enough and can't do that either. I'm useless, stupid and I think I should just make it better for everyone if I die already.
2024.05.19 03:28 PP_BOY__ Did NIN ever make a song sampling this sound clip from the movie "Leviathan" (1989)?
To get it out of the way: Yes, I understand this is an incredibly specific question.
I'm trying to find where I've heard this sound clip that I heard while watching the film Leviathan (1989).
Link to the sound clip
The clip can be found at ~00:10:35 in the movie.
I've definitely heard this exact snippet be used in the intro to a song before, but cannot remember which one. My immediate thought was that I'd heard it in the song "We're in this Together" by NIN, but this wasn't the case. I feel confident that it was sampled in a NIN song, but I've also considered the rapper Ghostemane, whose early works I used to listen to a lot. It's also possible that neither of these are the artist I'm looking for.
If this sound clip sounds familiar to any of you, please let me know!
submitted by PP_BOY__ to nin [link] [comments]
I'm trying to find where I've heard this sound clip that I heard while watching the film Leviathan (1989).
Link to the sound clip
The clip can be found at ~00:10:35 in the movie.
I've definitely heard this exact snippet be used in the intro to a song before, but cannot remember which one. My immediate thought was that I'd heard it in the song "We're in this Together" by NIN, but this wasn't the case. I feel confident that it was sampled in a NIN song, but I've also considered the rapper Ghostemane, whose early works I used to listen to a lot. It's also possible that neither of these are the artist I'm looking for.
If this sound clip sounds familiar to any of you, please let me know!
2024.05.19 03:28 ChristmasEve111 Sinus Perforation After Wisdom Teeth Extraction
Hi everyone,
I had all four of my wisdom teeth extracted 10 days ago, and I am now experiencing what I believe is a sinus perforation. I do not have any pain, but I can feel a communication of air between the upper left extraction site and my nose, and when I use the provided irrigation syringe in that spot, the water comes out of my nose. How big of an issue is this? Will it require surgery? I have a follow up appointment scheduled with my surgeon in a few days, but I am anxious in the meantime. I am also supposed to leave to study abroad a week from tomorrow. Will I still be able to go?
To answer the requirements for the forum, I do not drink, smoke, or use any recreational drugs.
Thank you in advance for your help.
Concerned, -Grace
submitted by ChristmasEve111 to askdentists [link] [comments]
I had all four of my wisdom teeth extracted 10 days ago, and I am now experiencing what I believe is a sinus perforation. I do not have any pain, but I can feel a communication of air between the upper left extraction site and my nose, and when I use the provided irrigation syringe in that spot, the water comes out of my nose. How big of an issue is this? Will it require surgery? I have a follow up appointment scheduled with my surgeon in a few days, but I am anxious in the meantime. I am also supposed to leave to study abroad a week from tomorrow. Will I still be able to go?
To answer the requirements for the forum, I do not drink, smoke, or use any recreational drugs.
Thank you in advance for your help.
Concerned, -Grace
2024.05.19 03:23 GhostDragon362 Life, Death, and The Air.
<>
/uw hi! this is my first (and probably not only?) lorepost as Monarch! this is mainly gonna be written in the third person, so out of character, and with bits of dialogue. enjoy! /rw
Monarch was born into royalty. The royal family of Cascadia, to be exact. His mother and father were kind people, and harsh but fair rulers. Together, they ruled over all of Cascadia, commanding armies, ruling their people, and taking care of Monarch, their only son. For 17 years, all was peaceful.
Until the Federation, a global superpower, began using Cascadian resources to wage war on their enemies. The rulers didn't like this, so they attempted to withdraw from the Federation, rescinding their membership. And when the people heard of this....
Suddenly, Monarch, a young adult, still technically a child, was escorted from the castle, the place he had been all his life, to go to an unknown, secure place. As he was rushed from the castle, an explosion went off behind as planes had begun to fly overhead. One message was clear; The monarchy was dead. A civil war had begun.
Monarch was thrust into a world he knew nothing about: a war he knew nothing about. So he ran. Ran like hell, until the world stopped spinning and he was away from the chaos. He ran from the people meant to protect him, trusting nobody. All he knew was that he was in danger, his parents were dead; and he. wanted. vengance.
The war waged on for several years, but only quietly. The anti-Federation forces struggled against the global superpower, and their pro-Federation forces: people who used to be part of Cascadia. The traitors. Monarch, in the meantime, was training. He was going to be a pilot. A fighter. However, he failed out of flight school, for "taking too many unnecessary risks". He, personally, disagreed. He thought it was funny.
However, in his time at the flight school, he was noticed by someone. A man named Arnold Frenken, going by the callsign Kaiser. He was the leader of a mercenary group, and he liked how Monarch flew. Monarch agreed to join this merc group, one named Sicario. In the beginning of his time at Sicario, he proved himself to everyone by out-killing them on his FIRST CONTRACT.
After this contract, he was put in a group with three others: A girl with the callsign Prez; real name Robin; who was assigned as Monarch's co-pilot. She was the only co-pilot able to keep up with the insane g-forces Monarch consistently put himself through. A boy, callsign Diplomat, more often called Dip; real name Peter. He was assigned as one of Monarch's wingmen, Hitman 2. He was the son of a political ally of the king and queen; one who died in the same castle bombing as Monarch's parents. He was a good pilot, and was in the Cascadian Air Force before deserting at the same time as the next member of Hitman Squad. Another girl, callsign Comic; real name Evelyn. Another former Air Force member, having been discharged, then picked up by Kaiser at the same time as Monarch and Dip. All together, they were known as Hitman Squadron. They were the best that the Sicario group had, and sent on high-value missions.
During all this, Monarch slowly began being referred to by others as "the King of the Sky." This all culminated in his callsign being given to him, not created by him: "Monarch." It helped that he had.... somewhat of a collection of butterflies. He had always liked them... so had his mother.
One day, after a contract, Sicario was contacted by the anti-Federation forces. They needed help, and they were willing to pay. The war had settled for around 2 years, each side seemingly building up resources for a large clash that hadn't come. But the message was clear. It was time.
The war began. Sicario was sent first to reclaim parts of the country, then destroy certain parts of Federation infrastructure. Until their sixth mission. It seemed like a normal mission, and the objectives were completed by Hitman Squadron. Until the Peacekeepers arrived. The Peacekeepers were the Federation's best air fighters, only deployed to contain major threats. The squadron was the infamous Crimson squad: the best pilots that the Federation had. As all the other Cascadian forces retreated in a panic, Monarch realized something. This was the squadron that bombed the castle. This was the squadron that killed his parents.
Monarch, despite the warnings from his squad members, Sicario's leader, and even his co-pilot Prez, charged them. Despite taking some hits, and flying slightly sloppily due to the pure rage he was in, managed to shoot down one of the Crimson members, leading to their hasty retreat. As Monarch and Prez landed at the base and stepped out of the plane, they were met with nothing but silent, incredulous looks.
The war waged on. Monarch knew his target. He just waited. Kept carrying out missions. Until they got their biggest one yet. Over the Bering Strait, the biggest air battle in history was about to take place. A purely air-to-air combat scenario. This was to decide who had the best air force, and who won the war by extension. Hitman flew into the area, seeing nothing but planes, missiles, and smoke. They flew into combat, and the communications array lit up as both enemy and friendly comms could be heard.
Allied Pilot: We got new mercenary IFFs in the area, who do we got? Allied Pilot: Positive contact, looks like Sicario's here! Allied Pilot: Yeah, well, the only team worth a damn is Hitman! Federation Pilot: Watch it, those pilots that the Peacekeepers keep talking about are here. Federation Pilot: That asshole with the Crown with them? Allied Pilot: Their flight lead is worth every cent we’re paying him, look at him. Allied Pilot: I didn’t think mercenaries like that were around anymore, not after Oceania. Federation Pilot: Taking on a king in a battle royale, just our luck.
They knew who he was. They ALL knew who he was. Or at least... they knew his callsign. They didn't know that behind that visor, that pilot's helmet, was the rightful prince of Cascadia. More chatter was heard.
Allied Pilot: “Monarch?” Hell of a TAC name. Allied Pilot: Self-proclaimed? Sicario Pilot: Entire kingdoms are founded by people like him. Allied Pilot: He’s still a merc. Mercenary Pilot: Not every king is just.
They couldn't know. He could trust nobody but those who already knew.
Federation Pilot: Put a crosshair on that Crown, we take out the king and the rest will fall!
Federation Pilot: That flight being led by the Crown, those are the ones who got away from Crimson. Federation Pilot: We’ll show those blowhards what a salt-of-the-earth pilot can do.
They... They thought he was the leader of the rebellion. The figurehead. The king. As he shot more and more down, he smiled. In the midst of the pure chaos that was this air combat, he felt calm.
AWACS Galaxy: We’ve got inbound, pop-up bandit group at bearing 230, looks like they pulled back for one last push, there's a lot of them. AWACS Galaxy: IFF confirmed, Federation Peacekeeping Squadron Crimson identified with more reinforcements, this is it! Hitman 2 Diplomat: Ah shit...
Crimson 1: Crimson Squadron, ready the MLAAs, we’re putting an end to this party. Crimson Pilot: Looks like it’s those mercenaries, think they might turn tail and run again? Crimson 1: Not this time, open fire.
And as he heard Crimson Team arrive, he was enraged as before. And he did something he never had before, at least while flying; he spoke. Just one word.
Monarch: <>
And combat began. Monarch ended up shooting down half of Crimson team before they retreated, and he was still tempted to follow them. He was only calmed down when he noticed something: All of the friendly pilots had formed up on him. They were all following him. It was a sign of... respect.
Perhaps he was more of a leader than he thought.
The war waged on.
And then the capitol of Cascadia, it's pride and joy, Presidia, was hit with a nuclear bomb that set off cordium in the ground, causing a cataclysmic event and turning the land into a fiery hellscape. Despite this, Monarch and the rest of Sicario survived, shooting down many along the way. Encountering Crimson Team one final time. Shooting them all down. Until it was time for one final battle. And in the middle of this final battle, this climax to the war...
A ceasefire. The war was over. Cascadia and the Federation were.... stopping? Just like that? Monarch was... angry. His parents died for THIS? Despite this boiling rage.... Monarch accepted it. But someone else... someone else had not.
A sudden explosion. Presidia was turned into a fiery crater in an instant. A bomb, a nuclear bomb, had gone off. No. It had been set off. By HIM. Crimson 1. Monarch's rival, his Federation counterpart. One final duel. No wingmen, no reinforcements, nothing. Just Monarch, his trusted co-pilot Prez, and Crimson.
Hitman 1 WSO Prez: I don't know if I can do this, Monarch...I'm braced...
Prez was scared. Monarch knew that. But this was no time to run. He needed this fight.
<>
Crimson 1: You're a slave to history, Crimson 1: even after Calamity, you fight against the only order that can guarantee the safety of your people, Crimson 1: you solely are responsible for this.
Monarch absorbed every word Crimson said. But he didn't care. It was time to gun down the man who caused this. Who destroyed his country. Who killed his parents.
Crimson 1: What do you have to show for yourself, merc, blood? Gold? A broken throne?\note 1]) Crimson 1: I will bury you so completely, the earth will turn over a thousand times before your body is dug up.
Shut up.
Crimson 1: You can't run, you can't hide, you made this decision long ago, you can't back out of this deal!
Shut up.
Crimson 1: I'm Cascadian, you think I take joy fighting over my homeland, killing my own countrymen?![\note 2])](https://projectwingman.fandom.com/wiki/Transcript:Kings#cite_note-note2-2) Crimson 1: If you never showed up, I never would have lost all that I have!
Hitman 1 WSO Prez: [grunts] God-[grunts] Monarch...I can't keep up...I can't...I can't...
Hitman 1 WSO Prez: I'm...sorry... [thud]
Prez was down. Monarch knew that. Whether she was passed out from the g-forces, or.....
Best not to think the worst. He would win this. For her.
Crimson 1: Me and you now. No distractions, no wingmen, no war, just me and you, whoever wins is the best pilot. Crimson 1: Every safety's coming off, no second chances.
No second chances. Kill him.
Crimson 1: "Monarch," you use the name of a king, but what do you rule over, the dead?! The Federation fought for peace in this war and you denied them that! Crimson 1: The people of Cascadia, do you know what you've taken from them?! Their homes! And for what, to secede from the world?! What, you think you can fight this war again in 50 years' time, do you really think history will see it your way?! Crimson 1: You don't even care why you're here!
To avenge him. Her. His people.
Crimson 1: How does it feel to not have a country, to not have borders to define yourself against the world?
This WAS his country. His borders. His people.
Crimson 1: The Calamity erased mankind once, our chance to start again, this is how you've dealt with it?!
Silence. Monarch still offered no response. Crimson was getting angrier and angrier. Let him slip up. Then strike.
Crimson 1: You drove me to this...this death and destruction over the Federation, millions of lives lost... [sighs] So many ghosts... Kill me...or be killed!
Crimson 1: This is my home!
His as well.
Crimson 1: Here we are, fighting for Cascadia's soul. Crimson 1: That's the deal you made, right?
Cascadia's soul was rightfully his. He was the pri- no. Monarch was the king. It's just that nobody knew it yet.
Crimson 1: What happens when you shoot me down?! Can you even think?! What will you return to?! Where will you go?! We both know how this ends!
What... would happen? Would he rule? Reclaim? or simply... fade away?
Crimson 1: Kill me, kill me and see what happens to this world! Crimson 1: Either way, your life ends today! Crimson 1: And my squadron, do you think they deserved it?!
And Monarch spoke his first, and only words of the fight. Not to Crimson, but to himself: <>
Crimson 1: The Federation might try to forget about you, but I won't, this is for the good of the world, Crimson 1: die, mercenary!
But it wouldn't be Monarch dying that day.
Crimson 1: No...no, not yet!
It was time.
Crimson 1: God damn it, Crimson 1: come on, I've almost got him!
The truth was there.
Crimson 1: [panting and angry screaming]
They were both incredible pilots, fighting until the bitter end.
Crimson 1: Come on, come in for that kill, you dog!
But Monarch was simply....
Crimson 1: God damn! [coughs]
Better.
System: Hostile Eliminated.
<<...?>> Crimson 1: ...when the storm...comes for you...
<<...>> Crimson 1: ...remember me.
<<....I will.>>
And as Crimson went down, Monarch flew away, towards the others. And as he landed, he got Prez out of her seat, praying she woke up. And as she did, they hugged tight.
Both of them sat for a moment, before the plane's communication systems crackled back to life.
Hitman 3 Comic: Transmitting a beacon. Dust Mother, he better pick this up...
Assassin 1 Kaiser: They had to take this from us! We'll burn them all, we’ll burn down the Federation!
Hitman 2 Diplomat: Eve? Eve!
Hitman 3 Comic: [gasps] Hey, I’m over here! Hell's bells, I was about three seconds away from putting a bullet in you!
Hitman 2 Diplomat: It's alright, I probably deserved it at some point, are you good to move?
Hitman 3 Comic: Yeah, yeah. It's all gone to hell, the world is about to be remade.
Hitman 2 Diplomat: We're finished here, we gotta disappear for a bit, I don't want to get caught up in what's coming.
Hitman 3 Comic: What about what we're owed?
Hitman 2 Diplomat: Monarch will collect.
Monarch: <>
They traced Monarch and Prez to the plane, and all of Hitman squad simply.... sat.
Monarch: <>
However, instead of becoming a king, he created a council. A council of those he trusted, his "family". The ones who would hold power over certain parts of the country. But he never truly lost his lust for the air, for adrenaline. So he gave power of the country to them, and.... simply went back to being the best mercenary the world had ever seen.
Until the Pilot rolled around. Or, more aptly: flew around. He was from another universe, one that supposedly had... wizards? Magic? Of course, Monarch was intrigued. This "Pilot" man also seemed to... know who Monarch and Prez were, and specifically asked for them. So he followed.
<>
*Monarch stands, and walks away.*
/uw HOLY SHIT! This might be the longest thing i've ever written, at more than 8 PAGES. This took me like 2 and a half hours. hope you enjoyed!
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/uw hi! this is my first (and probably not only?) lorepost as Monarch! this is mainly gonna be written in the third person, so out of character, and with bits of dialogue. enjoy! /rw
Monarch was born into royalty. The royal family of Cascadia, to be exact. His mother and father were kind people, and harsh but fair rulers. Together, they ruled over all of Cascadia, commanding armies, ruling their people, and taking care of Monarch, their only son. For 17 years, all was peaceful.
Until the Federation, a global superpower, began using Cascadian resources to wage war on their enemies. The rulers didn't like this, so they attempted to withdraw from the Federation, rescinding their membership. And when the people heard of this....
Suddenly, Monarch, a young adult, still technically a child, was escorted from the castle, the place he had been all his life, to go to an unknown, secure place. As he was rushed from the castle, an explosion went off behind as planes had begun to fly overhead. One message was clear; The monarchy was dead. A civil war had begun.
Monarch was thrust into a world he knew nothing about: a war he knew nothing about. So he ran. Ran like hell, until the world stopped spinning and he was away from the chaos. He ran from the people meant to protect him, trusting nobody. All he knew was that he was in danger, his parents were dead; and he. wanted. vengance.
The war waged on for several years, but only quietly. The anti-Federation forces struggled against the global superpower, and their pro-Federation forces: people who used to be part of Cascadia. The traitors. Monarch, in the meantime, was training. He was going to be a pilot. A fighter. However, he failed out of flight school, for "taking too many unnecessary risks". He, personally, disagreed. He thought it was funny.
However, in his time at the flight school, he was noticed by someone. A man named Arnold Frenken, going by the callsign Kaiser. He was the leader of a mercenary group, and he liked how Monarch flew. Monarch agreed to join this merc group, one named Sicario. In the beginning of his time at Sicario, he proved himself to everyone by out-killing them on his FIRST CONTRACT.
After this contract, he was put in a group with three others: A girl with the callsign Prez; real name Robin; who was assigned as Monarch's co-pilot. She was the only co-pilot able to keep up with the insane g-forces Monarch consistently put himself through. A boy, callsign Diplomat, more often called Dip; real name Peter. He was assigned as one of Monarch's wingmen, Hitman 2. He was the son of a political ally of the king and queen; one who died in the same castle bombing as Monarch's parents. He was a good pilot, and was in the Cascadian Air Force before deserting at the same time as the next member of Hitman Squad. Another girl, callsign Comic; real name Evelyn. Another former Air Force member, having been discharged, then picked up by Kaiser at the same time as Monarch and Dip. All together, they were known as Hitman Squadron. They were the best that the Sicario group had, and sent on high-value missions.
During all this, Monarch slowly began being referred to by others as "the King of the Sky." This all culminated in his callsign being given to him, not created by him: "Monarch." It helped that he had.... somewhat of a collection of butterflies. He had always liked them... so had his mother.
One day, after a contract, Sicario was contacted by the anti-Federation forces. They needed help, and they were willing to pay. The war had settled for around 2 years, each side seemingly building up resources for a large clash that hadn't come. But the message was clear. It was time.
The war began. Sicario was sent first to reclaim parts of the country, then destroy certain parts of Federation infrastructure. Until their sixth mission. It seemed like a normal mission, and the objectives were completed by Hitman Squadron. Until the Peacekeepers arrived. The Peacekeepers were the Federation's best air fighters, only deployed to contain major threats. The squadron was the infamous Crimson squad: the best pilots that the Federation had. As all the other Cascadian forces retreated in a panic, Monarch realized something. This was the squadron that bombed the castle. This was the squadron that killed his parents.
Monarch, despite the warnings from his squad members, Sicario's leader, and even his co-pilot Prez, charged them. Despite taking some hits, and flying slightly sloppily due to the pure rage he was in, managed to shoot down one of the Crimson members, leading to their hasty retreat. As Monarch and Prez landed at the base and stepped out of the plane, they were met with nothing but silent, incredulous looks.
The war waged on. Monarch knew his target. He just waited. Kept carrying out missions. Until they got their biggest one yet. Over the Bering Strait, the biggest air battle in history was about to take place. A purely air-to-air combat scenario. This was to decide who had the best air force, and who won the war by extension. Hitman flew into the area, seeing nothing but planes, missiles, and smoke. They flew into combat, and the communications array lit up as both enemy and friendly comms could be heard.
Allied Pilot: We got new mercenary IFFs in the area, who do we got? Allied Pilot: Positive contact, looks like Sicario's here! Allied Pilot: Yeah, well, the only team worth a damn is Hitman! Federation Pilot: Watch it, those pilots that the Peacekeepers keep talking about are here. Federation Pilot: That asshole with the Crown with them? Allied Pilot: Their flight lead is worth every cent we’re paying him, look at him. Allied Pilot: I didn’t think mercenaries like that were around anymore, not after Oceania. Federation Pilot: Taking on a king in a battle royale, just our luck.
They knew who he was. They ALL knew who he was. Or at least... they knew his callsign. They didn't know that behind that visor, that pilot's helmet, was the rightful prince of Cascadia. More chatter was heard.
Allied Pilot: “Monarch?” Hell of a TAC name. Allied Pilot: Self-proclaimed? Sicario Pilot: Entire kingdoms are founded by people like him. Allied Pilot: He’s still a merc. Mercenary Pilot: Not every king is just.
They couldn't know. He could trust nobody but those who already knew.
Federation Pilot: Put a crosshair on that Crown, we take out the king and the rest will fall!
Federation Pilot: That flight being led by the Crown, those are the ones who got away from Crimson. Federation Pilot: We’ll show those blowhards what a salt-of-the-earth pilot can do.
They... They thought he was the leader of the rebellion. The figurehead. The king. As he shot more and more down, he smiled. In the midst of the pure chaos that was this air combat, he felt calm.
AWACS Galaxy: We’ve got inbound, pop-up bandit group at bearing 230, looks like they pulled back for one last push, there's a lot of them. AWACS Galaxy: IFF confirmed, Federation Peacekeeping Squadron Crimson identified with more reinforcements, this is it! Hitman 2 Diplomat: Ah shit...
Crimson 1: Crimson Squadron, ready the MLAAs, we’re putting an end to this party. Crimson Pilot: Looks like it’s those mercenaries, think they might turn tail and run again? Crimson 1: Not this time, open fire.
And as he heard Crimson Team arrive, he was enraged as before. And he did something he never had before, at least while flying; he spoke. Just one word.
Monarch: <
And combat began. Monarch ended up shooting down half of Crimson team before they retreated, and he was still tempted to follow them. He was only calmed down when he noticed something: All of the friendly pilots had formed up on him. They were all following him. It was a sign of... respect.
Perhaps he was more of a leader than he thought.
The war waged on.
And then the capitol of Cascadia, it's pride and joy, Presidia, was hit with a nuclear bomb that set off cordium in the ground, causing a cataclysmic event and turning the land into a fiery hellscape. Despite this, Monarch and the rest of Sicario survived, shooting down many along the way. Encountering Crimson Team one final time. Shooting them all down. Until it was time for one final battle. And in the middle of this final battle, this climax to the war...
A ceasefire. The war was over. Cascadia and the Federation were.... stopping? Just like that? Monarch was... angry. His parents died for THIS? Despite this boiling rage.... Monarch accepted it. But someone else... someone else had not.
A sudden explosion. Presidia was turned into a fiery crater in an instant. A bomb, a nuclear bomb, had gone off. No. It had been set off. By HIM. Crimson 1. Monarch's rival, his Federation counterpart. One final duel. No wingmen, no reinforcements, nothing. Just Monarch, his trusted co-pilot Prez, and Crimson.
Hitman 1 WSO Prez: I don't know if I can do this, Monarch...I'm braced...
Prez was scared. Monarch knew that. But this was no time to run. He needed this fight.
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Crimson 1: You're a slave to history, Crimson 1: even after Calamity, you fight against the only order that can guarantee the safety of your people, Crimson 1: you solely are responsible for this.
Monarch absorbed every word Crimson said. But he didn't care. It was time to gun down the man who caused this. Who destroyed his country. Who killed his parents.
Crimson 1: What do you have to show for yourself, merc, blood? Gold? A broken throne?\note 1]) Crimson 1: I will bury you so completely, the earth will turn over a thousand times before your body is dug up.
Shut up.
Crimson 1: You can't run, you can't hide, you made this decision long ago, you can't back out of this deal!
Shut up.
Crimson 1: I'm Cascadian, you think I take joy fighting over my homeland, killing my own countrymen?![\note 2])](https://projectwingman.fandom.com/wiki/Transcript:Kings#cite_note-note2-2) Crimson 1: If you never showed up, I never would have lost all that I have!
SHUT UP.
They flew, firing at each other, Monarch putting himself and Prez through extreme g-forces to keep up with the former Peacekeeper, who was in some sort of experimental aircraft. But eventually, he landed enough hits to make Crimson speak again.Hitman 1 WSO Prez: [grunts] God-[grunts] Monarch...I can't keep up...I can't...I can't...
Hitman 1 WSO Prez: I'm...sorry... [thud]
Prez was down. Monarch knew that. Whether she was passed out from the g-forces, or.....
Best not to think the worst. He would win this. For her.
Crimson 1: Me and you now. No distractions, no wingmen, no war, just me and you, whoever wins is the best pilot. Crimson 1: Every safety's coming off, no second chances.
No second chances. Kill him.
Crimson 1: "Monarch," you use the name of a king, but what do you rule over, the dead?! The Federation fought for peace in this war and you denied them that! Crimson 1: The people of Cascadia, do you know what you've taken from them?! Their homes! And for what, to secede from the world?! What, you think you can fight this war again in 50 years' time, do you really think history will see it your way?! Crimson 1: You don't even care why you're here!
To avenge him. Her. His people.
Crimson 1: How does it feel to not have a country, to not have borders to define yourself against the world?
This WAS his country. His borders. His people.
Crimson 1: The Calamity erased mankind once, our chance to start again, this is how you've dealt with it?!
Silence. Monarch still offered no response. Crimson was getting angrier and angrier. Let him slip up. Then strike.
Crimson 1: You drove me to this...this death and destruction over the Federation, millions of lives lost... [sighs] So many ghosts... Kill me...or be killed!
Kill. Kill. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. Kill.
Monarch kept flying. He needed to do this. End this. Reclaim his country.Crimson 1: This is my home!
His as well.
Crimson 1: Here we are, fighting for Cascadia's soul. Crimson 1: That's the deal you made, right?
Cascadia's soul was rightfully his. He was the pri- no. Monarch was the king. It's just that nobody knew it yet.
Crimson 1: What happens when you shoot me down?! Can you even think?! What will you return to?! Where will you go?! We both know how this ends!
What... would happen? Would he rule? Reclaim? or simply... fade away?
Crimson 1: Kill me, kill me and see what happens to this world! Crimson 1: Either way, your life ends today! Crimson 1: And my squadron, do you think they deserved it?!
And Monarch spoke his first, and only words of the fight. Not to Crimson, but to himself: <
Crimson 1: The Federation might try to forget about you, but I won't, this is for the good of the world, Crimson 1: die, mercenary!
But it wouldn't be Monarch dying that day.
Crimson 1: No...no, not yet!
It was time.
Crimson 1: God damn it, Crimson 1: come on, I've almost got him!
The truth was there.
Crimson 1: [panting and angry screaming]
They were both incredible pilots, fighting until the bitter end.
Crimson 1: Come on, come in for that kill, you dog!
But Monarch was simply....
Crimson 1: God damn! [coughs]
Better.
System: Hostile Eliminated.
Crimson 1 was shot down.
Crimson 1: Monarch, when you hear the thunder...<<...?>> Crimson 1: ...when the storm...comes for you...
<<...>> Crimson 1: ...remember me.
<<....I will.>>
And as Crimson went down, Monarch flew away, towards the others. And as he landed, he got Prez out of her seat, praying she woke up. And as she did, they hugged tight.
Both of them sat for a moment, before the plane's communication systems crackled back to life.
Hitman 3 Comic: Transmitting a beacon. Dust Mother, he better pick this up...
Assassin 1 Kaiser: They had to take this from us! We'll burn them all, we’ll burn down the Federation!
Hitman 2 Diplomat: Eve? Eve!
Hitman 3 Comic: [gasps] Hey, I’m over here! Hell's bells, I was about three seconds away from putting a bullet in you!
Hitman 2 Diplomat: It's alright, I probably deserved it at some point, are you good to move?
Hitman 3 Comic: Yeah, yeah. It's all gone to hell, the world is about to be remade.
Hitman 2 Diplomat: We're finished here, we gotta disappear for a bit, I don't want to get caught up in what's coming.
Hitman 3 Comic: What about what we're owed?
Hitman 2 Diplomat: Monarch will collect.
Monarch: <
They traced Monarch and Prez to the plane, and all of Hitman squad simply.... sat.
Monarch: <
Later....
Cascadia was whole again. As the world worked together to rebuild the destroyed lands, they all promised that never again would another war of this scale be allowed to happen. Of course, there were still rebellious groups. Groups that needed mercenaries to clear those rebellious groups out. And Monarch was thrust into the world's light, as not only the son of the former King and Queen of Cascadia, but the killer of Crimson 1.However, instead of becoming a king, he created a council. A council of those he trusted, his "family". The ones who would hold power over certain parts of the country. But he never truly lost his lust for the air, for adrenaline. So he gave power of the country to them, and.... simply went back to being the best mercenary the world had ever seen.
Until the Pilot rolled around. Or, more aptly: flew around. He was from another universe, one that supposedly had... wizards? Magic? Of course, Monarch was intrigued. This "Pilot" man also seemed to... know who Monarch and Prez were, and specifically asked for them. So he followed.
<
*Monarch stands, and walks away.*
/uw HOLY SHIT! This might be the longest thing i've ever written, at more than 8 PAGES. This took me like 2 and a half hours. hope you enjoyed!
2024.05.19 03:22 adapted_hamster99 Im so fucking tired of my dad
Literally any time I hang out with him I bring my phone and headphones (which I barely even fucking use) and he’s all like “why are you always on your phone with your headphones?” Maybe because you can’t even be bothered to remember your own child’s age? Or maybe the fact I just don’t like you because your a grown ass man who always tries to piss me off and I’m sorry I don’t wanna talk to you when you do stuff you know makes me uncomfortable (like smoke) god is it so hard to put the fucking shit down for half a hour to watch a movie with your kid? I bet not. I wish he’d actually remember my fucking age and not just the day and year I was born because it feels like he’s not even trying anymore and I know I sound spoiled but I don’t even care because at this rate he knows that I’m starting my period in a day so I’m pissed off and I need medicine and he just had to get the kind that I hate because it’s cheaper and then proceeded to embarrass me as if I’m not my own person “oh I never see you anymore!” I wonder fucking why because you can’t be bothered to buy stuff that actually works while I’m fucking suffering and bleeding on my period, if you can’t remember your child’s age then I don’t wanna be around you. I know I sound ungrateful but I don’t even care, I’m tired of putting up with him
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2024.05.19 03:21 SnowballWasRight Fishymancer: Gear Progression?
Hey guys! Right now I’m playing my first character, a Fishymancer currently in NM Act 5! I asked a bit about merc equipment a while ago, but I’d like to figure out what I should get my for my actual character!
I understand that fishy is the “beat everything naked” class but I’m bad at video games so I’d like every advantage I can lol.
Right now, I’m rockin’ a Spirit broadsword (because it looks cooler), Lore helm, Rhyme shield, and a Smoke body.
I have some absolute FIRE resistance gear rn, so I’m able to max all of my resistances except cold (at 63) with smoke. I have an amulet with +18% Cold, Fire, and Poison resist and +23% Lighting resist, which, afaik, is pretty damn good.
Then I have another belt with +20% lightning resist on top of that, then another belt ing with +22% lightning and +13% poison resist.
I understand all that stuff is borderline overkill, but I think it’s funny lol. Basically, I can get really good res with Smoke.
So, honestly I have no clue where to go from here. I know that runeword wise, I’m going to want Enigma and HoTO, but that’s really in the future.
So, what gear would you guys recommend? It’s also important to note that I only have 1 smoke runeword, so I’m taking it from my merc for me to use it right now.
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I understand that fishy is the “beat everything naked” class but I’m bad at video games so I’d like every advantage I can lol.
Right now, I’m rockin’ a Spirit broadsword (because it looks cooler), Lore helm, Rhyme shield, and a Smoke body.
I have some absolute FIRE resistance gear rn, so I’m able to max all of my resistances except cold (at 63) with smoke. I have an amulet with +18% Cold, Fire, and Poison resist and +23% Lighting resist, which, afaik, is pretty damn good.
Then I have another belt with +20% lightning resist on top of that, then another belt ing with +22% lightning and +13% poison resist.
I understand all that stuff is borderline overkill, but I think it’s funny lol. Basically, I can get really good res with Smoke.
So, honestly I have no clue where to go from here. I know that runeword wise, I’m going to want Enigma and HoTO, but that’s really in the future.
So, what gear would you guys recommend? It’s also important to note that I only have 1 smoke runeword, so I’m taking it from my merc for me to use it right now.
2024.05.19 03:21 DefinitelyMeltrix Ghosts not showing in replay editor?
Hey everyone, recently I've been getting into Riders Republic after having it sit in my library for awhile, and I've been messing around with the replay editor. But I'm getting confused with the ghosts in replay editor, do they just not appear? Because sometimes I see a few people, but I never see the amount that are actually at the location I'm trying to film. Just trying to figure out if anyone knows what's up with this, because I'd like to be able to see as many people as possible in replay editor. Do I just need to wait for them to load in, or are ghosts not supposed to show at all in replay editor and the ones I do see are bugged? One of my favorite parts of this game so far is that you can always see the other riders doing stuff and I want that to carry into my videos. Sorry if this is a stupid question, I did google it first but I wasn't seeing anything. Thanks in advanced! (PC player if it means anything)
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2024.05.19 03:19 engelthehyp Huang, Ruette et al Communal House Theory
We all know that Cary Huang often films video in a house/houses with other people. Proofs:
More videos obviously filmed on this property are shared between Cary Huang's channels and PeterRuette. Some examples are listed below.
The blue pad room:
You might wonder why I'm doing this. I'm attempting to solve the mystery of Cary Huang - right now, by examining his associates of the first degree as closely as I examined him. It has led to some interesting conclusions. I will keep investigating.
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- BFDIA 12 announcement! (I don't know if this was filmed in the same house. It's so short and dark.)
- BOOTLEG GRASSY PLUSH (ft. @StrangelyUnknown)
- Michael and I are 27 years old!
More videos obviously filmed on this property are shared between Cary Huang's channels and PeterRuette. Some examples are listed below.
The blue pad room:
- "BFDI Chaos" by PeterRuette
- "How to save Evil Leafy!..." by Humany (Cary Huang)
- "Unboxing the Hexagon Klotski" by cubykh (Cary Huang)
- "Fourisbee" by PeterRuette
- "Woody is conquering his fears!" by Humany (Cary Huang)
- "Discord posted a BFDI short and i stitched jt. Glorp glorp" by Humany (Cary Huang)
- "BOOTLEG GRASSY PLUSH (ft. @StrangelyUnknown)" by Humany (Cary Huang)
- "NEW BFDI DANCE TREND ALERT!!!..." by Humany (Cary Huang)
- "Cary says BOTTLE CAP" by PeterRuette
- "5000 subs! Featuring Reginald (the plant)" by PeterRuette
- "Michael and I are 27 years old!" by Humany (Cary Huang)
You might wonder why I'm doing this. I'm attempting to solve the mystery of Cary Huang - right now, by examining his associates of the first degree as closely as I examined him. It has led to some interesting conclusions. I will keep investigating.
2024.05.19 03:18 wankel4u Vic Limited Production runs
Just a minor suggestion to add a decent size pool of most vics in-game and give them a couple of limited production run variants that maybe serve a small niche but overall, ARE NOT meta/ meta defining. By limited production runs I mean a total of about 25-50-100 of each variant can be made, and if all are lost in fighting then that variant is extinct for the rest of the war.
a couple of these limited variants I can think of are as follows
-logi truck with a built-in radio or radio backpack at the cost of 1 truck storage space
-the classic Warden smoke launcher apc (should prob be a normal variant tho)
-Cars with high and low gears suited to tow lightweight equipment
-Light tanks with mounted SMGs on the cupola
-flat bed with pop-up headlights and a racing stripe (lol)
-MPT with 4 extra small external fuel tanks, can hold any kind of liquid fuel, can fuel allies and itself, can explode and cause fire damage if shot with 30mm an up ammunition
-crane with fuzzy dice hanging from the mirror
-bard with a 30mm replacing the 12.7 mg, controlled by the commander, zero degrees of traverse, only 5 30mm rounds in storage, gun disable chance increase
-outlaw with THICKK tracks, low tracked chance, increased tracked disabled speed, better over trenches, no speed boost, increased fuel consumption
again these vics aren't meant to be super useful but exist to represent an experimental phase of a faction's vics that didn't make it into full production runs due to cost, function, or other limiting factors. these limited vics would make cool trophies if captured but could suffer from clan man vic hoarding. Just an interesting idea I think, doubt anything like this will be added so don't take it too seriously.
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a couple of these limited variants I can think of are as follows
-logi truck with a built-in radio or radio backpack at the cost of 1 truck storage space
- STD mounted with a HV68, ammo storage/ reload remains unchanged, gun disable chance increase
-the classic Warden smoke launcher apc (should prob be a normal variant tho)
-Cars with high and low gears suited to tow lightweight equipment
-Light tanks with mounted SMGs on the cupola
-flat bed with pop-up headlights and a racing stripe (lol)
-MPT with 4 extra small external fuel tanks, can hold any kind of liquid fuel, can fuel allies and itself, can explode and cause fire damage if shot with 30mm an up ammunition
-crane with fuzzy dice hanging from the mirror
-bard with a 30mm replacing the 12.7 mg, controlled by the commander, zero degrees of traverse, only 5 30mm rounds in storage, gun disable chance increase
-outlaw with THICKK tracks, low tracked chance, increased tracked disabled speed, better over trenches, no speed boost, increased fuel consumption
again these vics aren't meant to be super useful but exist to represent an experimental phase of a faction's vics that didn't make it into full production runs due to cost, function, or other limiting factors. these limited vics would make cool trophies if captured but could suffer from clan man vic hoarding. Just an interesting idea I think, doubt anything like this will be added so don't take it too seriously.
2024.05.19 03:18 Final-Original2271 Can I Move Out Early Without Penalty Due to Roommate Smoking Indoors Against Lease Terms? [CA-ON]
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2024.05.19 03:18 AggripaDaRippa 28/M/Pennsylvania/Anywhere Cat dad looking for new people to chat with!
Hey there! Looking for some new people to talk to, down to chat about pretty much anything as long as you can somewhat hold a conversation haha. Not really great at writing these things so I'll just list off some of my interests and things I'm looking for.
About me:
-i like watching sports; baseball, hockey, F1, sometimes basketball.
-i love video games, I play mostly on my PC, but I also have a PS5 and a switch. Right now I'm mostly playing dota 2 and r6 siege, but I have and play a lot of other stuff too.
-I have two cats that I love to death, totally down to show you how cute they are!
I love movies, I have a pretty large physical movie collection of blu rays and 4ks, I especially love horror but I'll watch most genres.
-I also enjoy music a lot, mostly metal, but also pop punk, pop, rap, country, and some other random stuff too. I've been to A LOT of concerts over the past 10 years but haven't been to many recently.
-im pretty introverted, I work a lot and when I'm not working I like to pretty much stay in and relax for the most part.
-i work night shift, i I have a pretty unorthodox schedule and sleep during the day and I'm up all night haha
I have 6 tattoos!
I don't smoke or drink, I don't really mind or care if you do though!
Physically im 6 foot tall hazel eyes with glasses and short brown hair. Medium build, a bit of a dad bod.
That's pretty much it, I'm sure there's a lot more I could include but I'll save that for later. Now here's some things I'm looking for!
What I'm looking for:
-someone who can somewhat hold a conversation and is actually interested in getting to know each other
-down to share selfies and possibly down to voice chat in the near future
down to switch to another platform, I don't really want to use the chat feature on here, sorry.
-open to the possibility of something flirty, and or just friendship. I'm not strictly looking for friendship only.
That's mostly it I think. Shoot me a message with a little about yourself if you're interested
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About me:
-i like watching sports; baseball, hockey, F1, sometimes basketball.
-i love video games, I play mostly on my PC, but I also have a PS5 and a switch. Right now I'm mostly playing dota 2 and r6 siege, but I have and play a lot of other stuff too.
-I have two cats that I love to death, totally down to show you how cute they are!
I love movies, I have a pretty large physical movie collection of blu rays and 4ks, I especially love horror but I'll watch most genres.
-I also enjoy music a lot, mostly metal, but also pop punk, pop, rap, country, and some other random stuff too. I've been to A LOT of concerts over the past 10 years but haven't been to many recently.
-im pretty introverted, I work a lot and when I'm not working I like to pretty much stay in and relax for the most part.
-i work night shift, i I have a pretty unorthodox schedule and sleep during the day and I'm up all night haha
I have 6 tattoos!
I don't smoke or drink, I don't really mind or care if you do though!
Physically im 6 foot tall hazel eyes with glasses and short brown hair. Medium build, a bit of a dad bod.
That's pretty much it, I'm sure there's a lot more I could include but I'll save that for later. Now here's some things I'm looking for!
What I'm looking for:
-someone who can somewhat hold a conversation and is actually interested in getting to know each other
-down to share selfies and possibly down to voice chat in the near future
down to switch to another platform, I don't really want to use the chat feature on here, sorry.
-open to the possibility of something flirty, and or just friendship. I'm not strictly looking for friendship only.
That's mostly it I think. Shoot me a message with a little about yourself if you're interested
2024.05.19 03:17 Spirited_One_7644 So I just found a Spectra in a box of old tech I was given by a relative.
And even better, there's still a full pack of film in it, probably expired. Only problem is that the battery is barely working, and am unable to take a picture with it. Is there a way I can replace the battery in the pack, or am I just gonna have to resign myself to a fate of never firing this camera?
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2024.05.19 03:17 fancydeadpool First time smoking beef tenderloin.
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2024.05.19 03:10 Redditor_hunting Special Sticks (idk if Reddit censors them)
So, in some games (Like World War Heroes on mobile) you can equip a cigar or cigarette to your soldier, and we know cigarette companies used to put smokes in the care packages back in the day. I think it would be a neat piece of history to maybe be able to put a cigarette box on our helmets like with the card boxes (I assume theyre Card boxes, correct me if I’m wrong) or single cigarettes. I know, I know, promoting smoking is bad, but I just think it would be a neat addition to add to the feel of being on a WWII battlefield. Maybe even having smoke boxes in A pouch on your belt or something, just an option in case you want to.
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2024.05.19 03:09 ImNoLongerHigh Things I’ve learned that might help! 🫶🏽
1.) Limit the amount of pain meds you take. If you take it every 4hrs try every 5 or 6. Can help so your body doesn’t keep building a tolerance to it. (This’ll also help later if you decide you want to ween off or just start taking less)
2.) DONT stop drinking water. EVER. Not even for a day and put cucumber and lemons in your water. I know for some it might taste bad or too strong but just use as much as you can tolerate or drink a strong glass of it once a day/every 2 days.
3.) Vitamin C will help with withdrawals if you wanna cut cold turkey. If it’s still shitty take Kratom. Specifically Red Hulu ones. (You can get them from your local vape/tobacco shop if it’s legal, also google could help)
4.) The MINUTE I mean IMMEDIATELY take ibuprofen and use a heat pad and drink tea if you feel even the slightest of pain. Even if it’s just a flash pain, do IT! It’ll try to catch it early so you don’t end up in the hospital.
5.) When someone is yappin about taking ANY pain meds ✨dissociate✨. Only you know how you feel. Nobody can take that from you.
6.) Advocate for yourself CALMLY. If you start to get riled up they WILL assume you’re seeking. Trust me on this one. It’s better to be seen as “not in that much pain” than immediately being labeled.
7.) Under NO circumstances should you ask for or be prescribed Suboxone. Once that happens you’re done. Even if you’re in crisis. The most you’ll get is like Toradol and that shit is WEAK.
8.) Eat as many fruits and veggies as you can and do some walking. Light exercise can help in the long run but remember your limits.
9.) If you are like how I was at one point and the hospital is your comfort place, please look within yourself, and see how you can fix your home/room to be as comfortable and loving and SAFE as possible.
10.) If you’re a woman/born female and you get cramps, take the ibuprofen A DAY before your period comes (if you can cause Ik im an irregular girlie) so you can beat your cramps to the punch. Trust me I get it LMFAOOO shit is WHACK
11.) Remember to love yourself always and remember you deserve to be loved. 🫶🏽❤️ Don’t hide that disease girl, if they’re genuine and care about you it won’t matter to them. Also secrets aren’t fun all the time 😌
Hope this helps! If you guys have anything else you’d like to add please lmk I will add it on here :)
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2.) DONT stop drinking water. EVER. Not even for a day and put cucumber and lemons in your water. I know for some it might taste bad or too strong but just use as much as you can tolerate or drink a strong glass of it once a day/every 2 days.
3.) Vitamin C will help with withdrawals if you wanna cut cold turkey. If it’s still shitty take Kratom. Specifically Red Hulu ones. (You can get them from your local vape/tobacco shop if it’s legal, also google could help)
4.) The MINUTE I mean IMMEDIATELY take ibuprofen and use a heat pad and drink tea if you feel even the slightest of pain. Even if it’s just a flash pain, do IT! It’ll try to catch it early so you don’t end up in the hospital.
5.) When someone is yappin about taking ANY pain meds ✨dissociate✨. Only you know how you feel. Nobody can take that from you.
6.) Advocate for yourself CALMLY. If you start to get riled up they WILL assume you’re seeking. Trust me on this one. It’s better to be seen as “not in that much pain” than immediately being labeled.
7.) Under NO circumstances should you ask for or be prescribed Suboxone. Once that happens you’re done. Even if you’re in crisis. The most you’ll get is like Toradol and that shit is WEAK.
8.) Eat as many fruits and veggies as you can and do some walking. Light exercise can help in the long run but remember your limits.
9.) If you are like how I was at one point and the hospital is your comfort place, please look within yourself, and see how you can fix your home/room to be as comfortable and loving and SAFE as possible.
10.) If you’re a woman/born female and you get cramps, take the ibuprofen A DAY before your period comes (if you can cause Ik im an irregular girlie) so you can beat your cramps to the punch. Trust me I get it LMFAOOO shit is WHACK
11.) Remember to love yourself always and remember you deserve to be loved. 🫶🏽❤️ Don’t hide that disease girl, if they’re genuine and care about you it won’t matter to them. Also secrets aren’t fun all the time 😌
Hope this helps! If you guys have anything else you’d like to add please lmk I will add it on here :)
2024.05.19 03:05 ineyy I cannot deal with trolls anymore
I hovered around 13-14K and recently tried to revisit the game after a 5 months break after I could not continue playing. So that was my first game - and I won't be playing anymore. This is what I got. I got a knife kill on first round nuke, which we won, so I was like whatever and bought m4 and went outside. I get shot in the back with a deagle at the beginning of that round and I just can't. Dude takes my m4 and dies almost immediately. I did go and kill him the next round because I was just so upset that people do this. And that'd be over for me then, for the rest of that game he was walking in front of me, making noise where I was if I was trying to shift and throwing smokes and flashes at me. Literally till the game ended. They were also a team so they were all lowkey doing this but that guy in particular the most. And on last round he killed me, made the round as long as possible, and they voted me off at the last moment before the game ended and I got a ban(at least not a long one). Situations like this are also why I left in the first place. Csgo was NOT this bad, it got so much worse recently, it feels like every game there's at least one person like this who's ready to throw the ENTIRE game.
Do blame me for shooting back. I used to ignore this and it feels just as bad. And funny enough they'd still vote me off and I'd still get banned(I left games previously so it accumulated somehow). Like, they kill you or grief you and you just stay silent and do your job. And still get voted off. Happened many times to me. Am I not getting something here or what.
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Do blame me for shooting back. I used to ignore this and it feels just as bad. And funny enough they'd still vote me off and I'd still get banned(I left games previously so it accumulated somehow). Like, they kill you or grief you and you just stay silent and do your job. And still get voted off. Happened many times to me. Am I not getting something here or what.
2024.05.19 03:04 TheCarsonMowrey Posting this more for myself to remind myself that this is the generation of change - FFIE We’re Not Throwing Away Our Shot
“Lads, I don’t think some of you realize what a historic moment this has become and what it represents. Future generations will look back and say ‘Good men stood here, good men fought, and died on this ground... as they point to a TradingView daily chart of GME zoomed in on January. Since the spawn of the stonk market, two classes of people have been pitted against each other, eternal enemies, forever forced and fated to combat: Lions and Hyenas.
These Lions -- these Wall Street hedge funds have it all. Quants, billions of dollars, algorithmic trading, arbitrage, market makers, supercomputers, SEC protection, fucking judicial system protection for God’s sake. And then there’s us -- the working man -- the average Joe. What do we have? What the fuck do we have?! What the fuck do we have? They literally call us ‘dumb money.’ These lions, these hedge fund guys, they were born with silver spoons in their mouths. The top 1% of the 1%. They were given offices overlooking the beautiful NYC skyline.” They have massive bank accounts, eat medium rare Grade A Japanese Wagyu steak with truffle shavings for lunch. Why do we hate these guys? They frequent the finest strip clubs on the planet on a first-name basis and instantly go to the back rooms. They have blow and escorts on their yacht parties. And do you know what they tell these beautiful escorts? When the smoking hot blonde creeps in and asks them, ‘Like, how do you have so much money? You know what they say? ‘Haha, dumb money babe.’”
Change starts somewhere, we can make the change within the community to make FFIE big. It’s our opportunity to take actions into our hands to truly make the difference not just for FFIE but show the hedge funds how screwed up it is to profit off the loss of the people like us and the businesses they help destroy. Hold or we continue to fill the pockets of those who profit off our losses and the people they help unemploy.
GME and people like Keith Gill made us realize we can do this with banding together, creating communities, vocalizing and believing in a stock just for the sake of liking a stock and liking the company. Faraday Future may not have been known by everyone but there are 586 people who could lose their jobs if FFIE does not get our support. I’m sure you like keeping your job so relate to these people on wanting to make sure they have a job they can go to after June 24th.
Of course there are people who will doubt and hate us. It does not feel good and may make us doubt ourselves and our decisions but together we have the power to make change in our generation. We have powerful people against us, always have and probably always will unless we show them that we have the power of change.
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These Lions -- these Wall Street hedge funds have it all. Quants, billions of dollars, algorithmic trading, arbitrage, market makers, supercomputers, SEC protection, fucking judicial system protection for God’s sake. And then there’s us -- the working man -- the average Joe. What do we have? What the fuck do we have?! What the fuck do we have? They literally call us ‘dumb money.’ These lions, these hedge fund guys, they were born with silver spoons in their mouths. The top 1% of the 1%. They were given offices overlooking the beautiful NYC skyline.” They have massive bank accounts, eat medium rare Grade A Japanese Wagyu steak with truffle shavings for lunch. Why do we hate these guys? They frequent the finest strip clubs on the planet on a first-name basis and instantly go to the back rooms. They have blow and escorts on their yacht parties. And do you know what they tell these beautiful escorts? When the smoking hot blonde creeps in and asks them, ‘Like, how do you have so much money? You know what they say? ‘Haha, dumb money babe.’”
Change starts somewhere, we can make the change within the community to make FFIE big. It’s our opportunity to take actions into our hands to truly make the difference not just for FFIE but show the hedge funds how screwed up it is to profit off the loss of the people like us and the businesses they help destroy. Hold or we continue to fill the pockets of those who profit off our losses and the people they help unemploy.
GME and people like Keith Gill made us realize we can do this with banding together, creating communities, vocalizing and believing in a stock just for the sake of liking a stock and liking the company. Faraday Future may not have been known by everyone but there are 586 people who could lose their jobs if FFIE does not get our support. I’m sure you like keeping your job so relate to these people on wanting to make sure they have a job they can go to after June 24th.
Of course there are people who will doubt and hate us. It does not feel good and may make us doubt ourselves and our decisions but together we have the power to make change in our generation. We have powerful people against us, always have and probably always will unless we show them that we have the power of change.
FFIE to the moon🚀
Diamond Hands💎🙌
This along with any and all of my posts are not to be taken as financial advice but as my personal opinion along with maybe some news articles.2024.05.19 03:01 Party-Independent-38 Feedback Please.
 | So, I have been entered into a BBQ rib cook off in a few weeks and I spent the day trying 3 cooking methods. I’m the dude that asked if I could soak pellets in apple juice…I didn’t do it, just mentioning it to demonstrate my current knowledge of the subject….so…. submitted by Party-Independent-38 to smoking [link] [comments] Method 1 (left) was a 4hr cook at 250 until internal was 190. This rack was the smallest rack of the pack I got from Costco. Method 2 (middle) was a 4hr cook at 250 and after 2hrs I put sauce on it. I pulled it at 190 internal. Method 3 (right) was a 2hrs at 250, sauced and wrapped in foil, back in for 1hr, unwrapped and sauced again and then pulled at 190 internal. This was the meatiest rack. What feedback from pictures and info can you provide me? My family said the wrapped ribs tasted the best but only in the less meaty parts. The real meaty parts were dry.. I’m not happy with the smoke ring but I felt good about the bite,..it wasn’t fall off the bone but still tender. I wish that little “second” rib bone was was. Not sure the best way to remove it. Is it like leftovers from the St. Louis cut or something ? All comments/advice appreciated. |
2024.05.19 03:01 gizznaut Showgirls' rating evolution
Not that average ratings are that important, but I looked into Showgirls' rating scheme and noticed the most chosen rating is a four-stars-out-of-five, with a 3.3 average rating. Didn't this film have a far lower score a few years ago, with the most chosen rating being a three- or even a two-stars-out-of-five?
If so, it's fascinating how its public evaluation has evolved and in such a short timespan, and it's also a fascinating example of how the reception of a piece of art can radically change over time. It just makes me even more curious to see this film, which I sadly haven't got the legal opportunity to do so.
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If so, it's fascinating how its public evaluation has evolved and in such a short timespan, and it's also a fascinating example of how the reception of a piece of art can radically change over time. It just makes me even more curious to see this film, which I sadly haven't got the legal opportunity to do so.
2024.05.19 03:00 Retroid69 [lyrics] still working on the title, looking for any feedback/constructive criticism
verse 1:
keep the mind flow like rain fall in Big Bog,
how i eat words is none your business, sick smog
spiral out like a Stereolab cover, the emperor hovers,
viral as smog from two bars ago, remember her color
tomato for ketchup, making dots and loops on his signature,
cash checks to catch up, taking shots to shoot for no ligature
marks on the wrists like Shinola glitter, ain’t fish scale,
singing that lovely figaro, hit her once, forget Ishmael
hail from the ash of the smog, no coughs for the sickness,
exhale the cash from Prague where i sought my richness
fitness for the hogs, seek to trash my name, send em running,
slick is the way i clog up their cache, could say i’m stuntin’
evil like knievel, flashy as his jumpsuit,
weasel out illegal lassies, he’ll stump soon
dump deliveries down, done decent dros,
dojo done dime a dozen, diesel dropped in dirty doses
hook:
dump that diesel in the tank,
pump the easel full of dank
make the word art pop like a magazine collage,
take a third off the track, save for the montage
jump over the needle covered in swank,
bump the eagle off his flank,
my words strike you like a verbal barrage,
making your peace with a good mirage
verse 2:
cloaked the dagger, i croaked your jagger,
then i toked the shwagger, cuz i smoked the blabber
choked the tagger, pressed his cannon to the wall,
blew a couple puffs out before he dropped the ball
lost his marbles while he struggled and gargled,
sloshed like the marshall, but he smuggled the cuadro
new coke, all interest lost, don’t tell the bank,
you broke, simplest cost, go to hell, thanks
shit sewed so simply, set sale so small,
tricked and towed, taught to tell tenacious tales tall
short attention spans, like Gen Alpha on 60 Seconds,
export pension grands to Valhalla, no shifty weapons
Odin puts rings on all the bitches’ fingers, infinite,
show them wings on all his riches, ringers intimate
wings like Hermes, don’t shoot the messenger,
don’t give him a Red Bull, remember the pensioner
hook:
verse 3:
i’ll paint your body with blood from your exit wounds,
faint for a John Doe from the hood, doc says it’s doomed
rained like a monsoon, Big Bog came back full force,
he trained the storms to hit hard, named them Bull Horse
hull of the ship cracked, sink deeper than your love life,
skull and ribs cracked by bones of leaders of strife
the structure more rigid than the beat, meat under heat,
puncture with the thermo probe, no repeat defeat
pleated Homme jacket, soaked in rain water,
heated in the placket, smoked the main talker
greeted thirty maggots, doped brain not stronger,
cheated curvy black chicks, revoked a million dollars
treat you like a junky at Thanksgiving, cold turkey,
i’ll leave you shook worse than methadone, lone journey
verses so cold, gotta give you the OJ, no gloves,
turkey noodle soup out of stock, okay, low doves
bridge:
hey blud, we need to liquidate our assets
no duds, the sweeper intimidate the brassets
lost my head, cost my friend, all alone,
dropped the bread, tossed the lead, call Ramone
i think it’s safe to say the story’s gone off the rail,
like the tall tale from bar thirty four, soft and frail
always wear a ski mask when the ugly mug rob the bank,
reclaim your assets, unless you wanna walk the plank
verse 4:
pirate my music, cuz i don’t give a fuck about my label,
irate, i’m too sick, i won’t live to duck another cable
tables turned like a lazy susan Marantz, food for thought,
cradle learned how to make my gats, screwed a lot
i’ll facetime ya momma, funeral’s closed casket,
no base line for commas, numeral’s composed tax cuts
can’t afford to bury ya, leave ya to the elements,
absurd to carry a beaver for no emphasis
no emphasis on your life, less worth than a common seven inch,
no nemesis is less than this, you’re nobody, don’t question this
the doctor said i’d die lit if i kept the spliff tucked ‘tween my lips,
hit the cherry in the pit til i’m fit to spit a crit, clean my rips
you puff the blunt like a one hit wonder, call you Afroman,
take me out cuz i swiped the lean back, call it my bad day, agro clan
plan to take my methods, i’ll make sure you’re threw aside,
cuz when i’m through with you, you’ll contemplate suicide
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keep the mind flow like rain fall in Big Bog,
how i eat words is none your business, sick smog
spiral out like a Stereolab cover, the emperor hovers,
viral as smog from two bars ago, remember her color
tomato for ketchup, making dots and loops on his signature,
cash checks to catch up, taking shots to shoot for no ligature
marks on the wrists like Shinola glitter, ain’t fish scale,
singing that lovely figaro, hit her once, forget Ishmael
hail from the ash of the smog, no coughs for the sickness,
exhale the cash from Prague where i sought my richness
fitness for the hogs, seek to trash my name, send em running,
slick is the way i clog up their cache, could say i’m stuntin’
evil like knievel, flashy as his jumpsuit,
weasel out illegal lassies, he’ll stump soon
dump deliveries down, done decent dros,
dojo done dime a dozen, diesel dropped in dirty doses
hook:
dump that diesel in the tank,
pump the easel full of dank
make the word art pop like a magazine collage,
take a third off the track, save for the montage
jump over the needle covered in swank,
bump the eagle off his flank,
my words strike you like a verbal barrage,
making your peace with a good mirage
verse 2:
cloaked the dagger, i croaked your jagger,
then i toked the shwagger, cuz i smoked the blabber
choked the tagger, pressed his cannon to the wall,
blew a couple puffs out before he dropped the ball
lost his marbles while he struggled and gargled,
sloshed like the marshall, but he smuggled the cuadro
new coke, all interest lost, don’t tell the bank,
you broke, simplest cost, go to hell, thanks
shit sewed so simply, set sale so small,
tricked and towed, taught to tell tenacious tales tall
short attention spans, like Gen Alpha on 60 Seconds,
export pension grands to Valhalla, no shifty weapons
Odin puts rings on all the bitches’ fingers, infinite,
show them wings on all his riches, ringers intimate
wings like Hermes, don’t shoot the messenger,
don’t give him a Red Bull, remember the pensioner
hook:
verse 3:
i’ll paint your body with blood from your exit wounds,
faint for a John Doe from the hood, doc says it’s doomed
rained like a monsoon, Big Bog came back full force,
he trained the storms to hit hard, named them Bull Horse
hull of the ship cracked, sink deeper than your love life,
skull and ribs cracked by bones of leaders of strife
the structure more rigid than the beat, meat under heat,
puncture with the thermo probe, no repeat defeat
pleated Homme jacket, soaked in rain water,
heated in the placket, smoked the main talker
greeted thirty maggots, doped brain not stronger,
cheated curvy black chicks, revoked a million dollars
treat you like a junky at Thanksgiving, cold turkey,
i’ll leave you shook worse than methadone, lone journey
verses so cold, gotta give you the OJ, no gloves,
turkey noodle soup out of stock, okay, low doves
bridge:
hey blud, we need to liquidate our assets
no duds, the sweeper intimidate the brassets
lost my head, cost my friend, all alone,
dropped the bread, tossed the lead, call Ramone
i think it’s safe to say the story’s gone off the rail,
like the tall tale from bar thirty four, soft and frail
always wear a ski mask when the ugly mug rob the bank,
reclaim your assets, unless you wanna walk the plank
verse 4:
pirate my music, cuz i don’t give a fuck about my label,
irate, i’m too sick, i won’t live to duck another cable
tables turned like a lazy susan Marantz, food for thought,
cradle learned how to make my gats, screwed a lot
i’ll facetime ya momma, funeral’s closed casket,
no base line for commas, numeral’s composed tax cuts
can’t afford to bury ya, leave ya to the elements,
absurd to carry a beaver for no emphasis
no emphasis on your life, less worth than a common seven inch,
no nemesis is less than this, you’re nobody, don’t question this
the doctor said i’d die lit if i kept the spliff tucked ‘tween my lips,
hit the cherry in the pit til i’m fit to spit a crit, clean my rips
you puff the blunt like a one hit wonder, call you Afroman,
take me out cuz i swiped the lean back, call it my bad day, agro clan
plan to take my methods, i’ll make sure you’re threw aside,
cuz when i’m through with you, you’ll contemplate suicide
2024.05.19 03:00 fortwentyboxbreaks Multi-Year Topps Heritage Smoke Break! 4 Hobby Boxes, 2021-2024. PYT + 2 Random Teams. $32 per Spot.
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Boxes: ⚾️ 2021 Topps Heritage Hobby (1 Auto or Relic per Box) ⚾️ 2022 Topps Heritage Hobby (1 Auto or Relic per Box) ⚾️ 2023 Topps Heritage Hobby (1 Auto or Relic per Box) ⚾️2024 Topps Heritage Hobby (1 Auto or Relic per Box) 💨 Bonus Live Giveaway! 💨
$32 per Spot, 3 Teams per Spot. You Pick Your First Team Plus get get 2 Random Teams. Comment or DM to choose your team! Pay when filled. 💥Please NO NOTES on payments other than your username.💥
ADD $5 for BMWT Combined Shipping. Stack shipping to save on future breaks! 📫 $5 covers your first 2 Breaks, any additional Breaks add $1 each 📫 ⚠️IMPORTANT: I don't ship until you tell me to. This way you can combine shipping and save money.⚠️
NEW!! ⚾️ Add a Pack to Your Stack! Add a Sealed Wax Pack to Your Existing Stack! All Packs come from Sealed Wax Boxes. See pinned Instagram post for available packs and details. ⚾️
Paypal, Cashapp, Venmo, and Zelle accepted. Linktree in Profile to help.
When Break is full, I'll start a group chat with everyone participating. The Team Randomization and Break will be streamed live on Instagram and posted on YouTube asap when it is over.
🗣💬⚾️💰 NEW!! Referral Program: Earn $5 Break Credit When You Refer Someone to Our Breaks! Referring Person Has to Have Joined at Least 1 Break. New Person Can Use Credit on Their Second Break. Maximum $50 Credit per Person. 🗣💬⚾️💰
Questions? Please ask, just send me a DM and I can answer any questions you have. Thank you!
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2024.05.19 02:58 Scumkay Bangalore skill
Bangalore should have a skill that goes along w her smoke gun , so she can enemies inside the smoke. I'd use her more, bc I hate not being able to shit either lol we all just blind.
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