If you drink from a bottle labeled poison, date people who are toxic and full of drama, or spend your time with those you know are bad news, how can you ever blame another person for your life circumstances sucking ass? When you knowingly and willingly fail to exercise self-control and self-restraint when you know you should, you open yourself up to manifest exactly what you fear and want to avoid. It’s like jumping into a pool of hungry alligators in the middle of a feeding frenzy, hoping to have a refreshing swim; the odds aren’t good!
I occasionally encounter situations like this, where my friends start dating sex workers or strippers, hoping for a normal relationship. In one case, this friend tried to turn his relationship with a former prostitute into something more, only to find her occasionally doing the business. Recently, I addressed these concerns and shed light on the reality of their relationships, which eventually led them to settle as friends with benefits.
I would also like to emphasize the importance of avoiding toxic people, whether they're family, friends, or romantic partners, as they can hinder personal growth. After all, you become like the people you spend the most time with.
Bottom-line: you’ve got to choose very wisely who you spend your time with and interact with on a consistent basis, because the quality of your life is going to be in direct proportion to the quality of the people who you consistently spend your time with. Prostitution is not bad, but remember: if you want to play with fire, you must know how to put it out.

After 8 mo in relationship, my now ex just told me that he once hooked up with his female friend who he used to have a crush on. The reason he’s been keeping this from me is because they made a promise back then not to tell anyone about the hookup. So before he told me, he asked for this friend’s permission first because he thought that’s the right way to do it. I felt hurt because it seems like he prioritized this girl’s feeling on top of mine.
In the beginning of the relationship, he was also not being upfront about this friendship. I found out about her when he showed me a reel from instagram and at that time a bunch of DMs coming from this friend. He brushed it off and said she’s just a friend without giving further details about her. At that time he hasn’t told me that she’s the girl he used to crush on.
We broke up once before this, one of the reasons was because when he got anxious when I texted him we need a serious talk, he went to this girl for asking advice, asking her what he could’ve done wrong and also how he can be a better bf. Which is very weird to me because the one he’s dating is me why is it so hard to just tell me directly what his concerns are rather than consulted with other girl. I’ve always been open to him whenever I found issues in the relationship but he never done the same, if anything he just told me during the break up talk that he always felt criticized whenever I tried speak up my concerns.
He said he downplayed their friendship to me at first because he found that her sharing dumb reels and profiles she found on dating app are not that deep. And the hook up was not disclosed at first because he thought that event didn’t really matter. But he also mentioned that she’s not just a friend who he used to hook up with once. She’s someone he used to go to when he’s feeling anxious, because she’s coming from the same ethnically background to him that he feels she understands him. Though after he got into a relationship with me he told me I’m his primary confidant and his comfort.
I’m feeling uncomfortable with the fact he’s hiding their history and closeness to me so I decided to leave. Although they’re chatting irregularly and she’s living in a different state. Am I overreacting? Should I be more understanding and forgiving? I just don’t want to be an insecure and over controlling partner.

Im leaning towards Centre but would like unbiased advice and judgement etc.
Context: I have full tuition at U of L and basically full tuition at Centre so cost doesn’t matter. I like in Louisville and am on campus at UofL a lot and really want a experience of leaving home and going to a college. I think it’s super important for my own growth and experiences. Im doing a business major but I already have my career path set in entrepreneurship and building my business. So college is important in the sense of what could really help me with building my business rather than the academics/job opportunities.
Centre Pro - Good for connections and could help my business potential - Have a close friend going there and know others - Away from home and can have a completely new experience and start basicaly(big point) - Have heard good things in general
Cons - Very small - Grade deflation? not sure if this will be a issue for business major - student life and diversity. (Am POC) and not sure what to expect - Bad food and housing apparently
UofL Pros - Really big - Know what to expect generally speaking - Have more close friends going - One of my friends going is also very focused on the business he is building and he’s one of the people that’s the most similar to me. So I know Ill have soemone very focused on their goal and to build with
Cons: - A lot of people from my current school going but shouldn’t be the biggest issue as it’s a big student population - Been on campus all the time and not excited to stay in Louisville for another 4 years(major thing)
Tldr: my career path(building my business) is the most important thing so academics isn’t a huge importance. Care more about student life and connections and such and wanting to leave home.
Obviously it depends on how i weigh all the factors at the end of the day. But any advice and input and experiences would be very helpful and appreciated.
Thanks!

I am a 21M who needs a bit of financial guidance as to my personal situation. Here are my current assets:
Checking/Savings(Day-to-Day Spending): 4k
HYSA(Emergency Fund): 20k at 4.3%
ROTH IRA: 14k invested solely in VTSAX
Individual Brokerage: 32k Currently UNINVESTED, 2k invested in individual stocks(playing around with this recent chip/tech boom)
Now for some details on my personal situation. I am currently living at home and attending community college full-time. I will be graduating with an AS(Business) this semester and transferring to a local state school for a degree in Finance this August. I have been lucky enough to have parents who are fine with me living at home, rent-free albeit, as long as I am attending school. Because of this situation, I was able to take advantage of working full-time for the past 1.5 years while saving pretty much every penny apart from necessities like gas, occasional bite out to eat, etc. I am very frugal and don't like spending $$$ on much as I grew up with parents who didn't have a dime to spend on much else apart from the mortgage and caring for the kids. I was laid off from this job due to a business closure at the beginning of the year, which sucked monetarily but also presented itself with some benefits. I have noticed a drastic change in my school performance - getting Bs and Cs prior, and now pretty much all As and much more peace of mind with my educational goals. However, I have picked up a part-time gig earning me about $400 a week which allows me to earn some $$ while not mega-stressing myself out by working 40-50 hours a week while in school.
My main concern now is handling my investments now that I will have to pay tuition(CC is free where I am), which is looking to be around 20k total over the next two years. Would it be a good idea to invest that 32k into VTSAX? Should I place that money elsewhere like a 401k? I am very invested in the concept of FIRE and would like to have financial independence so I want to make sure I am properly managing my own money.

So, lately I've been obsessed with Romantic anime -- mainly because I'm lonely and I'm looking for feel-good stuff to fill the void between new episodes of "Slime" or "Level 2 Cheat Skill" each week. I've watched a ton, binging them within hours, several in a day sometimes, as many of them are only single-seasons right now. I've decided to update my list of preferred and disliked in an effort to see if anyone can recommend others I've yet to watch, hopefully to keep this emotional rollercoaster of laughter and love going for a while!
So far...
S-tier:

• Horimiya
• Kanojo Real Girl (This show promptly destroyed me and I haven't emotionally recovered yet lol)
• My Dress-Up Darling
• Fruits Basket - (quick note: this has easily the funniest episode of an anime I've ever watched -- "Cinderella-ish")

A-tier:

• Our Dating Story: The Experienced You and the Inexperienced Me
• The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten
• Shikimori's Not Just a Cutie
• Komi Can't Communicate*

B-tier:

• I'm the Villainess so I'm Taming the Final Boss
• My Love Story with Yamada-kun at Lv999

C-tier:

• Why Raeliana Ended Up at the Duke's Mansion
• 7th Time Loop: The Villainess Enjoys a Carefree Life Married to her Worst Enemy

F-tier:

• And You Thought There is Never a Girl Online?

Unfinished/Still Watching:

• Girlfriend, Girlfriend
• Kaguya-sama: Love is War
• Spice and Wolf (the newer one)
• Tomo-Chan is a Girl!

*I blasted through this manga (the first I've read in over 20 years) once I finished the show on Netflix, but as I've read more, goddammit has Tadano begun to annoy me. I also wish it focused more on their story rather than random stuff in between, but it's still good so I'm leaving it at A-tier until the manga progresses
Please let me know if anyone has any other recommendations -- I'm really into the type where they aren't afraid to actually show affection and be in-love w each other (see: Horimiya, Shikimori, etc)!!

So there’s this guy I have been friends with for about a year now (not his real name but we’ll call him Jim lol) and our friendship has been growing stronger every day. Last year (freshman year for me, junior year for him) I had a big crush on his best friend and never really talked to Jim. But my crush on his friend died at the end of the school year and that summer when Barbie and Oppenheimer came out I posted on my instagram story about seeing Oppenheimer and he replied to it. So on Insta dms we talked for a few weeks and then things sorta died down. During those weeks I did kinda have a crush on Jim but that crush went away too after we stopped talking for a bit. Then in like late September I got snapchat and we added each other and immediately started talking. It’s been on and off talking and on and off crushes (on my end at least) since then up until about February? I’m gonna just list everything that’s happened since then as bullet points in a sorta chronological order.
-I complained on my story about buying a dress that ended up being mad ugly and he replied to it asking to see it and then said i look good
-whenever he sees me in the hallway at school he always yells my name no matter how far away he is from me and says hi to me
-he saves a lot of my snaps on snapchat. Some are pretty and some are me look stupid lol
-when i broke my hip in December-march (from a track injury) he’d get like mad at me when i tried to run before it was fully healed
-he’s a gymbro and offered to take me to the gym wirh him when i started to get down on myself for not being able to gain muscle
-he’s 18 now and i’m 16 and one day he kinda randomly messaged me on snap saying “when i’m 19 you’ll be 17” and i thoguht to myself that it was really random lol. But hes said a lot of things that are just kinda him fixating on my age and im wondering if hes scared to ask me out or something because of the fact that im two years younger
-i posted a kinda slutty but also really cute goth/grunge outfit on my snap story saying that i need it and he was like “that would be so sick” ..is bro into goth girls or nah i cant tell
-he asked for my number and then we played this game together and stayed up for like an hour on facetime together while we played the game and he helped give me tips and walk me through the game since i fricking suxked at it (this happened like two days ago and it was our first time facetiming and at the very end he blew me a kiss, threw me a peace sign, and then said “bye love you” and hung up before i could evn say anything back)
-if you know those flirty whisper things all over pinterest i posted teo of those that said “first date idea: we sleep for 12 hours” and “can i come over and you talk about your day” on my story and he rpelied “perhaps”
-he added me to this group chat with 4 of his other friends (all guys). I cant tel if this is peak friendzoing or not
-constant gamepigeon games during school
-we’re calling again tonight
Side note, i know for a fact he is straight hahah. I just cannot tell if he likes me or if he is friendzoning me

In hindsight, I should have known something was wrong with The Caeles Academy of Acting.
Maybe the fact that it doesn't exist to the outside world.
This place prided itself on famous alumni it didn't actually name, and a once in a lifetime opportunity to work with the best in the business.
It's what I wanted.
More than anything.
After enduring four years of high school with barely a semblance of a drama club (we met every month, and our teacher was an alcoholic), and countless failed auditions, I was ready to take my acting career seriously. I had one year.
According to my parents, I had one year to make a living from my passion.
If it didn't work out, I would be on the first plane back to Connecticut.
It's not like they didn't trust me. I think they were just scared I wouldn't be able to financially support myself. So, I got a job right out of high school and slipped a year. Drama schools are expensive, and college’s are cut-throat on who they take on. I found Caeles Academy by accident–or, I guess it found me?
After researching cheap drama classes, auditions, academy’s, literally anything to progress my career, an ad popped up.
Not exactly flashy.
Just a date, a time, and a promise that they only take the best. I ignored it, but throughout the week, I started getting more ads. Just the words, “IMPRESS US - - JOIN CAELES ACADEMY NOW.”
Followed by, “BE WITH THE BEST, AND BE THE BEST. JOIN THE S CLASS NOW.”
When I googled the academy, nothing came up.
I gave up, clicking on the ad, which sent me straight to an application form.
I filled in my details as more of a joke. But I wasn't expecting to get an email back. Again, it was a time, a date, and that exact same tagline: “Impress us.”
However, Caeles Academy was different from what I imagined.
I was expecting a university building, or at least some modern structure. Judging from their marketing and ads, I figured they could at least afford decent premises. Though I was mistaken. When I stepped out of the Uber, I found myself staring at what looked like an abandoned office tower, a red-brick monolith in the middle of nowhere.
Which was crazy, because I swore a girl wearing a bikini had strode through the doors, with nothing but her phone, and a coffee tucked under her elbow.
According to the text sent from the academy, the auditioning rooms were on the third floor.
Tipping my head back, the checkerboard of broken windows didn't exactly instil confidence. Neither did the clunky set of automatic doors that took a while to open. It was a summer's day, and the heat was already baking through my dress, sweat sticky on the back of my neck.
I wanted to make a good impression, but the heels were a little over the top.
Though I had also seen a girl casually walk in wearing a two piece bikini.
“Well?”
Freddie’s voice made me jump. I forgot I was on the phone to him. I was excited the whole car-ride, already high on five coffees, and now I was silent. If I perceived the ‘academy’ from an objective standpoint, it definitely looked like the perfect place to be brutally murdered. But my own personal opinion was it was.. okay.
“What's it like?”
I pretended not to see a rat scuttling under an old candy wrapper.
“It's… fine.”
“Just fine?”
I could hear the smirk in my friend’s tone. He couldn't wait to tell me it was a scam, and had been reminding me all week I was essentially willingly selling myself to the black market. I was stubborn, so, fine sounded better than my initial first impression. Which was to turn around, walk away, and completely block the place from my memory.
Unfortunately, at that moment, I valued my pride over my awareness.
“It's… okay.” I said, trying to find positives. I was staring at a looming grey building with shattered windows and a resident rat living near the door. I had a hard time figuring out how the girl from earlier had just casually strode inside, barefoot too. I glanced down at the ground, immediately regretting it.
Like there weren't bits of chewing gum and grime stuck to the concrete.
“Huh.” Freddie said, his tone creeping into teasing territory. “You're really selling it.”
“It just looks like a building,” I said, my gaze glued to the rat, who looked a little too comfortable. Maybe it was a pet.
I was getting progressively more infuriated the more I stared down this place. Judging from the decades old writing ingrained into the door, it used to be a dentist surgery. “What do you want me to say?” I wasn't even trying to hide the scorn from my voice. “It's a building that looks like an academy.”
“Can you send a picture?” Freddie asked, “Ooh, wait, I'll face-time you.”
“That's, uh, that’s not really necessary–”
I was cut off, suddenly, when a guy threw himself through the automatic doors, palms first. He took two stumbled steps forwards, one back, and lifted his head, half lidded eyes on the sky, before dropping to his knees and heaving up pinkish froth. I could see him trying to hold it in, slamming his hands over his mouth, only for it to splurge through his fingers, showering the ground in greyish pink froth.
Like he'd downed a bottle of Pepto Bismol.
Inching towards him, I realized it was Pepto Bismol.
The stink made my own stomach churn.
“Missy?”
I found my voice. “Uh, can I call you back later?”
Before my friend could answer, I ended the call, slipping my phone in my pocket.
The guy was still heaving, coughing up globules of pink.
“Are you okay?”
The sound of my heels click-clacking on concrete made me cringe. The guy noticed, flinching away. Closer, and I could see his scraggly blonde hair.
He was handsome.
Without the bile spewing down his chin.
Early twenties, wearing a fitted white shirt now covered in streaks of bright pink. Part of me wanted to make a half-hearted joke, but getting even closer, so close I could smell his pepto-breath, I noticed he was trembling, his hands clenched into fists.
When I attempted to awkwardly pat him on the shoulder, he twisted around, so fast, my morning coffee slithered its way back up my throat.
His eyes were wide, almost feral, studying me like a wild animal.
I noticed the whites of his pupils were red, like he'd burst a blood vessel.
Theatre kids were intense, though I had never met THIS kind of intense.
“Are you… going in there?” The guy’s voice was a child-like whimper I wasn't expecting.
It looked like he was slowly regaining clarity, staring down at his filthy shirt, his hands stained bright pink.
I nodded, uncertainly, offering him my water. “Yeah. Did you audition?”
He shoved it away, slapping himself in the face. “I… I don't know.”
“You… don’t know?”
Suddenly, it was like something had contorted in his expression, a switch being pulled. I wasn't expecting him to twist around so fast. The guy slowly cocked his head, his lips breaking into a grin. His eyes, however, stayed the same.
“Of course I've auditioned.” He said, with a laugh.
“It was the best experience of my life! His mouth formed an almost mocking frown.
“Unfortunately, I didn't make the cut. Which is a real shame. I'm sure Caeles would have benefited from my talents.”
What was weird, is that his mouth was moving, but he wasn't even looking at me, frenzied eyes caught in an oblivion I couldn't see.
When he did look at me, his expression crumpled all over again.
Pepto jumped to his feet, brushing himself down.
I couldn't take his over the top smile seriously, when his eyes were screaming, hollowed out caverns silently begging me to listen.
This guy was fucking crazy.
“Wait.” Pepto whispered, when I turned to walk away.
He pulled out his phone, tapping the screen before shoving it in my face.
“I HAD SO MUCH FUN AT THE CAELES ACADEMY AUDITIONS :)
When I could only stare at him in confusion, Pepto’s gaze flicked to his phone, swiping bile from his lips.
His eyes went cartoon wide, like he couldn't believe what he himself was typing.
“That… that's not what I was trying to say!” He tried retyping it, but the guy was just writing strings of emoji hearts.
I didn't know what to say. I had dealt with rejection before, but I had never gone this far. Pepto was having a full on mental breakdown, his body shuddering, teeth chattering, blinking eyes and lips parting as if to speak, but choking on his words. When he started clawing out his hair, I took the opportunity to make a quick getaway.
Before I could make it to the doors, though, Pepto jumped in front of me, waving his phone directly in my face.
“Just…” he pointed at the screen. “It won't let me…” Growing frustrated with himself, he let out a wet sounding sob, clawing his fingers through his hair. “Fuck, it won't let me…it won't let me type! It's not letting me type!”
By now, he had tufts of hair stuck between his fingernails. I don't know why his first reaction was to immediately try ripping his hair out.
A quick glance at my own phone reminded me of my own audition that was in five minutes.
Meanwhile, I was dealing with what I was pretty sure was delusion, denial, or a mixture of both.
I was considering pushing past him, when Pepto’s phone screen hit me in the face. Again.
This time, though, there was coherent writing.
“FIND LUKE.”
“Luke?” I said. “Who's that?”
“Luke!” The guy was bouncing on the heels of his feet. “He's my…” Pepto drifted off, his eyes going vacant, as if I could physically see his brain being plucked from his skull. Pepto dropped his phone, and I grabbed it before it could hit the ground. His hands went to his curls, clawing, scratching, until he was drawing blood across his forehead.
“I… I don't know! I can't… I can't remember. Luke. He was my… he was my… I don't know, I can't… I can't–”
I stumbled back when he let out a shriek, scratching at his face.
“Fuck!” He whimpered. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!”
Pepto grabbed my shoulders, shaking me, his fingers digging into my skin.
“I don't know who he is.” He gritted out, pink froth pooling from his lips.
Pepto broke out into a sob. “I don't… I don't know who he is, but you can find him, right? You can… you can find…”
Again, he trailed off mid sentence, his hands going limp around my shoulders.
I managed to side step him, swallowing a cry.
“Yeah, I'll, um, I'll find him for you.”
Pepto backed away, suddenly, stumbling over himself.
His gaze found mine, vacant, like a baby deer.
“Find who?”
I didn't wait around to answer him, pushing through the doors and stepping inside.
The interior was unsurprisingly even worse than the exterior.
The elevator was broken, so I had to run up three flights of stairs.
I expected at least an attempt at an academy, even in the dregs of an old dentist surgery.
What I got, though, was a never ending staircase, obnoxious photos of teeth greeting me on every level.
The third floor was… less clinical.
I strode directly into a waiting room filled with college aged students, either sitting on plastic chairs, or standing around, rehearsing.
The room itself was cosy enough, a navy carpet and a TV playing a random Twitch stream.
Situated in the middle, was a desk with a bored looking woman behind it.
Her smile was fake. I could understand her pain. She was stuck in a room with theatre kids all day.
“Sign here.” She prodded a sheet of paper.
I was convinced her voice was AI.
While I was scribbling my details, I took a moment to notice the stark difference from the kids entering the room, to the ones leaving. The kids entering wore wide, confident smiles and were social butterflies, chatting amongst themselves.
The kids leaving reminded me of pod people.
They left the room silent, in an orderly line with dazed smiles on their faces, like they weren't sure where they were.
I watched one guy walk directly into the wall instead of taking a left toward the exit, and a girl straight up just toppled down the stairs.
The kids waiting with me named them rejects.
I wasn't convinced until I glimpsed an empty bottle of Pepto Bismol sitting on the floor by the window.
Thinking back to Pepto, that made a lot of sense.
I was still dazedly staring at the bottle, when my name was called.
Jumping to my feet, I did my best to calm myself down, straightening my ponytail. Pepto had really screwed with my head. I could barely even remember the lines I had been rehearsing for a week straight.
I was muttering my lines to myself, when I stepped through the door.
The door that apparently turned you into a pod-person on the way out.
For a moment, I thought I was blinded by stage lights.
It was so bright.
The glow bathing me was clinical, stabbing into my eyes.
When I blinked, I found myself standing in front of three shadows sitting in front of me.
Their chairs were made of leather, far different from the plastic ones in the waiting room.
So, they did have filthy cash.
I was looking at one man, and two women.
They were… average?
I expected them to be more glitzier, but they were just regular people.
The man was in his late twenties, maybe early thirties, a stiff looking brunette wearing a suit and tie, one leg crossed over the other. His eyes were narrowed slightly, lips curved into the start of a smile. Like I amused him.
The women were polar opposites.
One of them was my Mom’s age, grey hair and floral clothing. She took a sip of water, her gaze burning into me.
Google told me not to be intimidated by their stares, but it was impossible.
These people were carving holes into my skull.
Sitting next to her, a younger girl who seemed to own the color red.
Her hair simmered, blood red, while she herself was sculpted in a dress, perfect cherry lips spread in a wide smile.
With a little too many teeth.
They studied my face like I was already theirs, drinking in every inch of me.
Freddie said I had to find a weakness in their expression and use it to my advantage.
If I could find the prick of a genuine smile, I could become their favorite.
“Hi!” I said. My caffeine intake was starting to take effect.
I didn't realize I was bouncing up and down until I caught myself.
Red’s smile stretched wider.
Maybe they liked my eagerness.
“My name is Misa.” I introduced myself, staying casual, keeping my arms by my sides. “I'm twenty one years old–”
I choked on my next words when Red spoke up. “Impress us, Misa,” Her voice was a smooth, almost seductive rasp, and I felt myself fall into it, enveloped in sugar that was too sweet, and yet I couldn't stop myself. She folded her arms across her chest, her gaze challenging me to do something different. To make her want me.
“Show us something we have never seen before.” She stood up, cat-like eyes narrowing, “Show us how desperate you are to join this prestigious class.”
I nodded, and began.
I had planned a whole monologue, practised it over and over again, forcing Freddie to judge me with a none biassed opinion.
I was three lines in, when Red started laughing.
“Stop.”
I did, my cheeks heating up, and she started clapping.
“Sweetie, oh, stop, you're adorable!” She said, her lips curving into a cruel smirk.
She leaned forward, like I was something that entertained her, jostling her heeled foot. “We don't take amateurs. I think you need to go back to school.”
This woman was definitely a psychopath.
Empty eyes sparkling with a gleam that definitely enjoyed humiliating candidates, and a twisted smile that was a little too wide. Red made me want to crawl into the ground. She made me want to turn around, leave the room, and quit my dream. I was aware of my own fury, my embarrassment turning my cheeks crimson. I matched her.
Maybe that's what she wanted all along. To wear the color of her victims.
Taking a shaky step back, I started to nod, started to agree, my mouth choking with the words, “You're right. I'm sorry for wasting your time.” I had never received proper constructive criticism from a professional standpoint. Which meant I really did suck. But I didn't move. I didn't want to move, and Red continued laughing, her companions sitting in silence.
The man rolled his eyes with a loud, exaggerated sigh.
Like I was boring.
The older woman pulled out her phone.
“Misa, you are…cute.” Red said. “But you're not quite what we are looking for.”
I wasn't sure I could admit it right there, but she made me feel things.
Like I was ignited.
Like I was going to prove this crazy bitch wrong.
I found my voice, strong and confident, despite my hammering heart.
“Give me another chance.”
Red’s lips curled. “So cute, Misa. Oh, sugar bear, It would be better if you left the room. Unless you want to embarrass yourself further! In that case, be my guest!”
She turned her attention to her nails, nudging the guy.
“Dinner?” She hummed. “I'm thinking of Italian. You are quite the wine connoisseur, Nicholas. Why don't you introduce me to your favorite?”
“Hey.” I blurted.
They ignored me, getting a little too close.
I don't know why I continued, reading my lines, screaming them, so I would be heard. I read them perfectly, and tweaking the genre from drama to romance, and then to horror. I became three different characters, a high school girl struggling with cancer, a final girl, and a woman going through a divorce.
I was fucking perfect.
But they weren't listening to me, caught up in their own conversation.
I tried again.
And again.
And again.
By now, I was on my knees, my fingers ripping into my hair. I was seeing red.
“We want originality, Misa,” Red said, sucking her teeth.
Her voice crawling into my skull was enough.
She still wanted me.
The thought polluted the back of my mind, taking a strangling hold. She still wanted me. When I lifted my head, Red wasn't looking at me, her gaze on the table grains. “Show us something new.”
I got to my feet, panting, my breath in my throat.
I became a screaming, strangled mess, a woman who lost her baby.
Red’s interest was piqued. Only slightly. Through my fraying vision, she slowly turned in her chair. “Again.” She clapped her hands, “Come on, Misa! We want new! We want never been fucking done before! Are you deaf?”
I couldn't stop the sobs escaping my mouth.
They lost interest again, right in the middle of my reading.
“Why can't you look at me?” I found myself spluttering.
When the man pulled out a bottle of water, I pulled off my heel and lobbed it at his face.
“Look at me!”
He did. Slowly. His gaze found me, for perhaps the first time.
Not as an amateur, but as a potential candidate.
Around the twentieth attempt, I started to laugh. Never been done before? I could feel my fingernails already in my scalp, clawing chunks of my hair out.
Reality contorted, and I felt myself drop to my knees. I was still laughing, spluttering, sobbing. I could still hear her in my head. Never Been Done Before. I started slowly, dragging my fingernails down my face until I felt the harsh sting.
“Again.” Red said, and her voice led me to stare down at my hands, at pinkish flesh glued to my bones, fleshy mounds.
So easy to tear. I didn't even feel it.
Only the sudden, unbridled euphoria of biting into my own skin, locking in my jaw, and ripping into myself.
When I tore it from the bone, warmth filled my mouth, and I was choking, guzzling down my own flesh, mulling it in my mouth and swallowing.
I can't remember how I got so deep, and why I didn't stop.
Why I didn't fucking scream.
But it didn't matter.
Red was standing up. She was clapping, her lips spread into a grin.
Her applause filled me with stars.
So, I ripped my hair from my scalp, a hysterical giggle escaping my lips.
She loved me.
I could see her jumping up and down, clapping.
Louder, and louder.
Her applause controlled me, twisting and contorting me into hers.
I didn't even think. I wanted to impress her, and doing this was doing just that.
My fingers were delving into my right eye socket, clawing my eye out. It didn't even hurt. Not with her thundering applause that was deafening, beautiful, an orchestra in my ears.
When I was semi conscious, my eye was crushed in my hand, but my vision was still mine, almost too clear. I could see streaks of red blurred between my lashes. My hair was caught between my fingers. But I wanted to do more.
When I stumbled to my feet, Red’s smile was so beautiful.
The man, however, looked horrified.
“Someone bring in the one of the successes,” Red’s voice was a shrill giggle, “Bring him in!” she clapped her hands together, and I spat out a fleshy thing. “I want to see them together! I want to see the future in front of us!”
Footsteps coming towards me in slow, shuddery thumps. I looked up, and a shadow was dancing around me.
When I slowly rose to my feet, I half realized I’d bitten my toe off. The shadow had a face, a boy who was younger than me. I think he used to have hair, but half of it was gone, half of it was still stuck between his fists. When I found his eyes, I found twin caverns instead.
Eyes that were still physically there, and yet there was no life.
No spark.
I was staring at a dead body, a flesh puppet who had lost his strings.
When he grabbed my hands, pulling me into a waltz, I caught a smear of scarlet trickling down the back of his neck. When I followed it upwards, his head was covered, slick, dripping with red.
Like me, he matched her too.
And he was beautiful, she told me, her push, her thunderous applause, guiding me into a waltz.
His feet moved, perfecting every step, and my foggy mind couldn't understand why. He matched my every move, the two of us floating across the floor.
My feet knew the steps before my mind.
How could he dance? I thought, dizzily.
How could he dance, when smeared scarlet followed his twisting, and turning and pirouetting feet?
Because underneath that swimming clinical light, the back of the boy’s head had been carved away, a perfectly sculpted cavern where his brain should have been. I could see the severed stem, where it had cleanly plucked out.
His fingers cradled in mine were wet. Swimming in blood.
His own blood.
Spinning round and around, I imagined myself as a princess.
I saw an 18th century ballroom lit up around us. Glittering smiles and glasses of champagne, long, flowing ball gowns.
I blinked, and my head was tipped back, gliding in blood once again.
When he pulled me to his chest, I stumbled, and a name came to light.
Luke.
I had found him.
Our finishing spin left me hard to breathe.
My body was broken, ripped into, and yet somehow not.
By the time we were finished, the two of us bowing, my mind was full of fog.
Cotton candy.
“Congratulations!” Red’s smile was inhuman, stretching right off of her face.
“You're in the S class!”
I was led through a door that wasn't the one I entered from. Inside the room were a dozen or so students, kneeling on the floor. They were missing parts of themselves, like unfinished puzzle pieces.
I dropped onto my knees next to a girl without a head. I could only see her torso, but I knew she was smiling.
Looming over us, was the goddess Athena drenched in blood that was still wet.
Dripping, pooling from every crevice of her dress.
Looking closer, this statue was moving.
Something sickly crept into my mouth.
Her right eye was human, a twitching eyeball sandwiched inside the stone.
It didn't match her. It was wrong, horrifying, like a painting, a real human eye struggling to focus on us.
And then, my own gaze found the statues head, where a real human brain had been forced inside perfect white, pink, greyish mush dripping down the sculpted, slender neck.
I could see where it had been pushed, pulverised through the stone.
The statue’s singular eye found me.
Its dancing pupil jumped up and down.
Before it blinked.
Next to me, Luke was on his knees, as if in prayer.
I can't remember leaving the room.
I just remember running.
Back down the stairs, stumbling, staggering over myself.
I was screaming by the time I reached the doors.
They opened, as usual.
But I couldn't get through. I tried, but I was slamming into something I couldn't see.
Pepto was still waiting outside. The sky was dark.
When he saw me, he stumbled over, slamming his hands into the glass.
I couldn't even understand myself. I was just fucking screaming.
Pepto held up his phone.
“DID YOU FIND HIM?”
I shook my head.
“No.” I lied.
I can't tell him the truth. I don't even know what it is.
“I can't get out!”
Pepto nodded slowly, typing something and showing me his phone.
I'm getting you both out of there. I think I know how I can get inside.
It's been 3 days, and Pepto is yet to return.
I’ve tried multiple times to cry out for the H word. But it won't let me type it.
Please H me. I need to get out of this place.
Fuck. Get me OUT OF HERE.
Classes start tomorrow.

As the title says.
I've seen many posts here critisising the lockpicking system. I do understand the people who don''t like lockpiking in this game. During my first playtrough I got absolutely demolished by Pesheks quest due to my inability to lockpick(for context, I play/(d) on ps5/(ps4)). It was so bad that I did not touch it for most of my playtrough at all.
I remember when during the end of the playtrough i was doing the Lady Stephanies quest and got stuck on the part where you get the gemstone from the chest. I think I spent an hour trying to open the damn thing and looking at tutorials.
But then I somehow got it. From there I started to use lockpicking, though still avoiding it like the plague if I could. I quickly got really good at it. Now I'm able to open any chest extremely fast. Even the very hard ones (of course dependant on the position of the sweet spot. Fuck it when its on the outer edge.
When I played skyrim again I realised that I hate its lock picking system. Breaking dozens of lock picks to find that sweet spot on a master lock. Compared to kcd where if you are good enough you can open any lock at level. 6 with the help of some wine. I apreciate the fack that its fully skill dependant. The skill level of lockpicking mostly affects the size of the sweet spot and subsequently the speed at which you can open the lock.
On critisism that I have of the system is the fact that you cant even try to open hard and very hard locks before a certain skill level. For example merchant chest are unavailable to try until level 15 iirc, or 6 if you pick luck of the drunk. I like kcd because of the freedom of oproach that it provides. I think it would be better if you could try any lock you want to, bit at a low skill level the sweet spit would be microscopic on the hardest locks.
I understant that that solution would slightly contradict the narative of Henry being a skilles peasant at the start, but I want to start my ratay robbing spree as soon as I get out of the ptsd enduced fever dream in the mill.

When applying for a mortgage,
Is it a good idea to lower your CC & LOC limits? Also, how many open credit accounts is good or bad?
I don't carry any debts and my score is over 800.

Elite kill team have it tough with only 6 operatives, meaning good player can always out activate them, making it easier for capturing objective out in the open without repercusion and shooting with gunners. What could be make to make elite team stronger ?

I am an entry-level tech candidate, who had been struggling to find a role for a year now. The last company I interviewed at saw potential in me as a junior (UX) product owner and offered me a role. It's not something that I had considered previously, but many people think I'll be good at it as I have coding skills, am detail orientated but can see the bigger picture, good at risk assessment and am interested in UX/UI/Design (on top of frontend dev - which I originally applied for). I also have experience in client-facing digital marketing, and am interested in business strategy.
But here is why I hesitate: I often fumble my words, previously had social anxiety (3 years ago), I am an introvert who choses to sit alone in the corner, I get overly stressed out trying to figure out which restaurant to choose to meet up with friends. Don't get me wrong, I'm not terrible at talking to people, nor am I antisocial. I'm not good at initiating conversations in social settings but can ask a colleague for important work. My social battery wears out VERY quickly and I like to make the right decisions for everyone. Confidence is the main issue, and I am worried that a role that completely relies on these skills while drain me quicker than usual.
As for the role and the company itself: fintech, potential to move into different roles in the future. Location and salary is acceptable. For someone who has not had income for a year, I'm not in the position to say no really, but also want to prioritise mental health. Reasons why they thought I'd be good is my coding skills, user-first mindset, experience in digital marketing.
Do you think decision making and communication is something a junior can build up if they can bring other things to the table, or it's genuinely something they kind need to be good early on?

Everything in my inventory is up for trade. The most valuable items are listed here, the rest you can find in My Inventory

Feel free to Add Me or even better send a Trade Offer. Open for any suggestions: upgrades, downgrades / knives, gloves, skins / stickers, patterns, floats.

All Buyouts are listed in cash value.

KNIVES

★ Butterfly Knife Lore (Factory New), B/O: $7194.77

★ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2025.74

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★ M9 Bayonet Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $557.87

★ M9 Bayonet Stained (Well-Worn), B/O: $529.41

★ M9 Bayonet Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $465.39

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★ Talon Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $1295.27

★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Minimal Wear), B/O: $746.28

★ Karambit Bright Water (Field-Tested), B/O: $688.15

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★ Flip Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $547.93

★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $476.69

★ Flip Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $278.18

★ Flip Knife Black Laminate (Well-Worn), B/O: $258.83

★ Flip Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested), B/O: $181.64

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★ Stiletto Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $686.04

★ Stiletto Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $665.41

★ Stiletto Knife, B/O: $601.39

★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $418.25

★ Stiletto Knife Night Stripe (Field-Tested), B/O: $227.80

★ Stiletto Knife Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $194.96

★ Stiletto Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested), B/O: $192.79

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★ Nomad Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $518.11

★ Nomad Knife Scorched (Field-Tested), B/O: $169.78

★ Nomad Knife Forest DDPAT (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $166.88

★ StatTrak™ Nomad Knife Blue Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $335.79

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★ Skeleton Knife Stained (Well-Worn), B/O: $442.05

★ Skeleton Knife Urban Masked (Minimal Wear), B/O: $426.24

★ Skeleton Knife Boreal Forest (Field-Tested), B/O: $314.03

★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife Fade (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2361.28

★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested), B/O: $376.53

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★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $557.12

★ Ursus Knife, B/O: $471.42

★ Ursus Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $212.37

★ Ursus Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $187.66

★ Ursus Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $178.18

★ Ursus Knife Ultraviolet (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $155.13

★ Ursus Knife Boreal Forest (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $124.26

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★ Huntsman Knife Black Laminate (Minimal Wear), B/O: $204.83

★ Huntsman Knife Black Laminate (Field-Tested), B/O: $184.50

★ StatTrak™ Huntsman Knife Lore (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $224.11

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★ Bowie Knife Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $2142.02

★ Bowie Knife, B/O: $230.44

★ Bowie Knife Damascus Steel (Factory New), B/O: $209.20

★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet (Minimal Wear), B/O: $180.51

★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $131.03

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★ Falchion Knife Night (Field-Tested), B/O: $132.54

★ Falchion Knife Urban Masked (Well-Worn), B/O: $112.81

★ Falchion Knife Scorched (Field-Tested), B/O: $108.81

★ Falchion Knife Forest DDPAT (Field-Tested), B/O: $107.82

★ Falchion Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested), B/O: $107.46

★ StatTrak™ Falchion Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested), B/O: $143.08

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★ Paracord Knife Crimson Web (Minimal Wear), B/O: $486.48

★ Paracord Knife Blue Steel (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $163.12

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★ Survival Knife Blue Steel (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $138.26

★ Survival Knife Night Stripe (Field-Tested), B/O: $131.03

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★ Gut Knife Sapphire (Minimal Wear), B/O: $1127.79

★ Gut Knife Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $286.17

★ Gut Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $246.55

★ Gut Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $240.77

★ Gut Knife, B/O: $210.49

★ Gut Knife Lore (Field-Tested), B/O: $194.22

★ Gut Knife Case Hardened (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $151.51

★ Gut Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $124.94

★ Gut Knife Rust Coat (Well-Worn), B/O: $118.99

★ Gut Knife Boreal Forest (Minimal Wear), B/O: $109.80

★ StatTrak™ Gut Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $237.96

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★ Shadow Daggers Gamma Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $264.92

★ Shadow Daggers Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $253.03

★ Shadow Daggers Tiger Tooth (Factory New), B/O: $237.22

★ Shadow Daggers Crimson Web (Field-Tested), B/O: $153.40

★ Shadow Daggers Autotronic (Minimal Wear), B/O: $144.42

★ Shadow Daggers Blue Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $105.20

★ StatTrak™ Shadow Daggers Damascus Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $150.46

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★ Navaja Knife Fade (Factory New), B/O: $365.99

★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Factory New), B/O: $228.93

★ Navaja Knife Marble Fade (Factory New), B/O: $227.43

★ Navaja Knife Slaughter (Factory New), B/O: $209.06

★ Navaja Knife, B/O: $203.16

★ Navaja Knife Case Hardened (Well-Worn), B/O: $132.57

★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Factory New), B/O: $121.69

★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Minimal Wear), B/O: $109.95

★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $100.41

★ StatTrak™ Navaja Knife Fade (Factory New), B/O: $369.01

★ StatTrak™ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested), B/O: $109.95

GLOVES

★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Minimal Wear), B/O: $2394.67

★ Sport Gloves Omega (Well-Worn), B/O: $572.33

★ Sport Gloves Bronze Morph (Minimal Wear), B/O: $338.88

★ Sport Gloves Big Game (Field-Tested), B/O: $323.66

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★ Specialist Gloves Marble Fade (Minimal Wear), B/O: $1652.07

★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike (Field-Tested), B/O: $599.14

★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web (Well-Worn), B/O: $231.57

★ Specialist Gloves Buckshot (Minimal Wear), B/O: $126.21

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★ Moto Gloves POW! (Minimal Wear), B/O: $996.99

★ Moto Gloves POW! (Field-Tested), B/O: $383.31

★ Moto Gloves POW! (Well-Worn), B/O: $276.00

★ Moto Gloves Turtle (Field-Tested), B/O: $180.28

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★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! (Minimal Wear), B/O: $502.29

★ Hand Wraps Giraffe (Minimal Wear), B/O: $180.73

★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $178.32

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★ Driver Gloves Queen Jaguar (Minimal Wear), B/O: $181.01

★ Driver Gloves Rezan the Red (Field-Tested), B/O: $101.66

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★ Broken Fang Gloves Jade (Field-Tested), B/O: $127.88

★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point (Minimal Wear), B/O: $124.55

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★ Bloodhound Gloves Guerrilla (Minimal Wear), B/O: $127.94

★ Hydra Gloves Case Hardened (Field-Tested), B/O: $102.55

WEAPONS

AK-47 X-Ray (Well-Worn), B/O: $478.95

AUG Hot Rod (Factory New), B/O: $425.83

StatTrak™ M4A1-S Hyper Beast (Factory New), B/O: $413.95

M4A4 Daybreak (Factory New), B/O: $309.51

StatTrak™ AK-47 Aquamarine Revenge (Factory New), B/O: $305.43

AK-47 Case Hardened (Well-Worn), B/O: $196.38

StatTrak™ M4A4 Temukau (Minimal Wear), B/O: $174.64

P90 Run and Hide (Field-Tested), B/O: $167.03

AWP Asiimov (Field-Tested), B/O: $153.33

Souvenir SSG 08 Death Strike (Minimal Wear), B/O: $140.00

M4A1-S Printstream (Battle-Scarred), B/O: $124.70

StatTrak™ M4A1-S Golden Coil (Field-Tested), B/O: $117.48

AWP Asiimov (Well-Worn), B/O: $115.97

StatTrak™ Desert Eagle Printstream (Minimal Wear), B/O: $112.96

StatTrak™ AK-47 Asiimov (Minimal Wear), B/O: $110.85

Souvenir M4A1-S Master Piece (Well-Worn), B/O: $102.42

AK-47 Bloodsport (Minimal Wear), B/O: $100.53

Trade Offer Link - Steam Profile Link - My Inventory

Knives - Bowie Knife, Butterfly Knife, Falchion Knife, Flip Knife, Gut Knife, Huntsman Knife, M9 Bayonet, Bayonet, Karambit, Shadow Daggers, Stiletto Knife, Ursus Knife, Navaja Knife, Talon Knife, Classic Knife, Paracord Knife, Survival Knife, Nomad Knife, Skeleton Knife, Patterns - Gamma Doppler, Doppler (Phase 1, Phase 2, Phase 3, Phase 4, Black Pearl, Sapphire, Ruby, Emerald), Crimson Web, Lore, Fade, Ultraviolet, Night, Marble Fade (Fire & Ice, Fake FI), Case Hardened (Blue Gem), Autotronic, Slaughter, Black Laminate, Tiger Tooth, Boreal Forest, Scorched, Blue Steel, Vanilla, Damascus Steel, Forest DDPAT, Urban Masked, Freehand, Stained, Bright Water, Safari Mesh, Rust Coat, Gloves - Bloodhound Gloves (Charred, Snakebite, Guerrilla, Bronzed), Driver Gloves (Snow Leopard, King Snake, Crimson Weave, Imperial Plaid, Black Tie, Lunar Weave, Diamondback, Rezan the Red, Overtake, Queen Jaguar, Convoy, Racing Green), Hand Wraps (Cobalt Skulls, CAUTION!, Overprint, Slaughter, Leather, Giraffe, Badlands, Spruce DDPAT, Arboreal, Constrictor, Desert Shamagh, Duct Tape), Moto Gloves (Spearmint, POW!, Cool Mint, Smoke Out, Finish Line, Polygon, Blood Pressure, Turtle, Boom!, Eclipse, 3rd Commando Company, Transport), Specialist Gloves (Crimson Kimono, Tiger Strike, Emerald Web, Field Agent, Marble Fade, Fade, Foundation, Lt. Commander, Crimson Web, Mogul, Forest DDPAT, Buckshot), Sport Gloves (Pandora's Box, Superconductor, Hedge Maze, Vice, Amphibious, Slingshot, Omega, Arid, Big Game, Nocts, Scarlet Shamagh, Bronze Morph), Hydra Gloves (Case Hardened, Emerald, Rattler, Mangrove), Broken Fang Gloves (Jade, Yellow-banded, Unhinged, Needle Point), Pistols - P2000 (Wicked Sick, Ocean Foam, Fire Element, Amber Fade, Corticera, Chainmail, Imperial Dragon, Obsidian, Scorpion, Handgun, Acid Etched), USP-S (Printstream, Kill Confirmed, Whiteout, Road Rash, Owergrowth, The Traitor, Neo-Noir, Dark Water, Orion, Blueprint, Stainless, Caiman, Serum, Monster Mashup, Royal Blue, Ancient Visions, Cortex, Orange Anolis, Ticket To Hell, Black Lotus, Cyrex, Check Engine, Guardian, Purple DDPAT, Torque, Blood Tiger, Flashback, Business Class, Pathfinder, Para Green), Lead Conduit, Glock-18 (Ramese's Reach, Umbral Rabbit, Fade, Candy Apple, Bullet Queen, Synth Leaf, Neo-Noir, Nuclear Garden, Dragon Tatto, Reactor, Pink DDPAT, Twilight Galaxy, Sand Dune, Groundwater, Blue Fissure, Snack Attack, Water Elemental, Brass, Wasteland Rebel, Vogue, Franklin, Royal Legion, Gamma Doppler, Weasel, Steel Disruption, Ironwork, Grinder, High Beam, Moonrise, Oxide Blaze, Bunsen Burner, Clear Polymer, Bunsen Burner, Night), P250 (Apep's Curse, Re.built, Nuclear Threat, Modern Hunter, Splash, Whiteout, Vino Primo, Mehndi, Asiimov, Visions, Undertow, Cartel, See Ya Later, Gunsmoke, Splash, Digital Architect, Muertos, Red Rock, Bengal Tiger, Crimson Kimono, Wingshot, Metallic DDPAT, Hive, Dark Filigree, Mint Kimono), Five-Seven (Neon Kimono, Berries And Cherries, Fall Hazard, Crimson Blossom, Hyper Beast, Nitro, Fairy Tale, Case Hardened, Copper Galaxy, Angry Mob, Monkey Business, Fowl Play, Anodized Gunmetal, Hot Shot, Retrobution, Boost Protocol), CZ75-Auto (Chalice, Crimson Web, Emerald Quartz, The Fuschia is Now, Nitro, Xiangliu, Yellow Jacket, Victoria, Poison Dart, Syndicate, Eco, Hexane, Pole, Tigris), Tec-9 (Mummy's Rot, Rebel, Terrace, Nuclear Threat, Hades, Rust Leaf, Decimator, Blast From, Orange Murano, Toxic, Fuel Injector, Remote Control, Bamboo Forest, Isaac, Avalanche, Brother, Re-Entry, Blue Titanium, Bamboozle), R8 Revolver (Banana Cannon, Fade, Blaze, Crimson Web, Liama Cannon, Crazy 8, Reboot, Canal Spray, Night, Amber Fade), Desert Eagle (Blaze, Hand Cannon, Fennec Fox, Sunset Storm, Emerald Jörmungandr, Pilot, Hypnotic, Golden Koi, Printstream, Cobalt Disruption, Code Red, Ocean Drive, Midnight Storm, Kumicho Dragon, Crimson Web, Heirloom, Night Heist, Mecha Industries, Night, Conspiracy, Trigger Discipline, Naga, Directive, Light Rail), Dual Berettas (Flora Carnivora, Duelist, Cobra Strike, Black Limba, Emerald, Hemoglobin, Twin Turbo, Marina, Melondrama, Pyre, Retribution, Briar, Dezastre, Royal Consorts, Urban Shock, Dualing Dragons, Panther, Balance), Rifles - 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I understand that this is highly unlikely, but I figured it doesn't hurt to throw the idea out there.
There was a very obvious mismatch with supply and demand with the convention this year. In the weekly update, Brandon said that in the first hour alone they had 10000 people trying to get 7500 tickets. This is just the number of people who showed up in the first hour, not including others who may have been working or asleep at the time.
As we have learned, the current convention dates are constrained by whatever other events are going on at Salt Palace on Dec 5-7. Adding more people to the current schedule will be over capacity and is not an option. Additionally, adding too many people could diminish the experience if it gets too crowded.
But what if instead of adding more people, we added more days? While it's still unclear what the schedule is for the other event(s) at Salt Palace that weekend, there may be some gap in the event schedule in the following week. For example, if the event space is not booked on the Monday and Tuesday of the following week, those days could be booked and another round of tickets could be sold for the "Dragonsteel B" days. Perhaps another "release party" for Wind and Truth could even be held for those that couldn't make it to the original "Dragonsteel A" convention.
Benefits to this:
More sales for Dragonsteel - Considering there were at least 2500 other people just at the initial ticket drop who couldn't get tickets, it would be very easy to sell a large number of tickets for Dragonsteel Nexus B days, possibly doubling revenue from tickets alone.
More sales for vendors - More days means more customers, which means more sales
More tourism dollars for SLC - encouraging more people to travel to SLC during this time will help boost the local economy
More concrete numbers to know future demand for Dragonsteel Nexus - This would be a better way to gauge how much space will be needed in future years.
Possibilities to trade tickets between the original date tickets and B date tickets for the people who wanted to go as a group and got split up - I have been seeing a lot of posts on the subreddit about people who wanted to go with friends, but the group got split up because some people were able to get tickets while others weren't. In these situations, people could trade A day and B day tickets via the escrow service so that they can go together with their friends and family.
Crowds - Adding extra days prevents the overcrowding problem that Brandon mentioned in his weekly update.
Discourage scams - If more tickets are available, this will lessen the likelihood of people who are desperate to get tickets from falling for scams.
Compensate for technical difficulties with tabletop.events - Even if you showed up at the initial ticket release, you may not have gotten tickets because of technical difficulties with the website. This will give those people another chance.
Encourage positive relationship with Salt Palace - Fans would be incredibly grateful to the convention center if they were given an opportunity like this.
More happy fans - Since we all want to be there to experience such a big event for this community.
Possible Downsides:
Planning - Would definitely require more planning, but hopefully the additional revenue from the extra tickets and merchandise sales would compensate for this
Availability of Panelists - Inevitably, not all panelists would be able to make it for the extra days. This could be remedied by making the B day convention shorter (ie make Dragonsteel B just 2 days instead of 3)
Labor - Adding on extra days would require extra labor hours. However, given how important this event is, it would not be surprising if there are a large number of people willing to volunteer at the convention to make this work.
Inventory - some goods might get sold out during Dragonsteel A that people from Dragonsteel B would want. Perhaps there is time between now and the actual convention to make extra inventory to accommodate for more people? Additionally, while buying the goods is great, I am sure that many people would be happy just to be there even if there was not as large of a selection of merchandise.
Convention Space Bottleneck - All this would still hinge on the availability of space at Salt Palace and whether they would be willing to have that space be used.
Conclusion:
Can't pretend that this is a perfect solution to the current problem. However, given the circumstances, there really was no perfect solution. That being said, adding extra days for a "Dragonsteel B" would lead to thousands of satisfied fans, more revenue for all parties hosting and selling at the event, more flexibility for people wanting to go in groups, and more concrete information to predict the number of people attending in future years. While it would be tricky logistically, flexibility with the scheduling and inventory could account for this. Overall, this solution would require some flexibility on the part of Salt Palace and those in charge of the convention, but it will undoubtedly be a profitable move that will satisfy thousands of fans.

So TLDR im not dating but currently seeing a man who ive known for years, we went out recently and it was an amazing time. I messaged him how it was great and we talked for a little under 20 minutes and he left me on read , which is an occuring theme with him. Now i suffer with a range of mental health problems which im slowly trying to open up to him about in depth ( he knows i suffer and a few things but not the deep down stuff) one of the stuff being is i self sabotage when things go too well.
( A little about me i have been in a mentally abusive relationship which has broken me and i lost my father so suddenly so i suffer with depression etc) now i assume all is good and dont think any of the left on read asssuming hes busy it passes a couple of days and my other thinking brain is being bad , thinking all sorts , 5 days has passed and my self sabotagin ways kick in and i leave him a message with asking why hes ignoring me , he kicks off says why are we at this argument again , tbf i have a habit of not leading the convo due to a trauma issue ( which i never told him about ) we go back and forth he says hes pissed this keeps happening , i write that im sorry i self sabo but didnt go into details told him id give him space. It's now been a week im really concered i blew it but at the same time i dont want to message infear that he will ignore that message or he isnt ready . I know i messed up and i hate myself , i have a friend telling me "he's over reacting not talking for a week is stupid " While i think his feelings are valid and it might seem like its overeacting to a bestfriend who knows what i deal with but the guy doesnt know everything. What he does know is i have a hard time trusting and tend to overthink things easily . What do i do and how long do i wait ? ( Please be nice )

We were contacted by our state’s child welfare agency about a family member entering custody. They are 12 years old, parental rights terminated. They were initially placed with another relative but that is apparently not a good fit (elder grandparent situation). From what the social worker is saying, there are no foster families for that age group available in our state right now, so in a week, they’ll go to a group home. From what the worker said, they’ll essentially have to move from group home to group home every 2-4 weeks, potentially until they age out, unless a foster home becomes available. (As an aside: that’s insane, right? How is this a thing? Is that accurate? How do they go to school?)
Anyway, we’ve never met this kid nor their parents. Very distant relatives, no prior contact. We initially responded that we’d be willing to play a supportive role and started the background checks. I was envisioning some visits, helping with school clothes, maybe pay for a sport, that kind of thing. But now that there is no chance of them going into a foster home, we’re feeling a lot of pressure to open our home to them. It kind of feels like we’re the only thing between them and an incredibly bleak future.
Our holdups are all the obvious things: how will this affect our two kids, how will our life be impacted? We weren’t seeking to add a third kid to the mix, so the logistics are intimidating (we do have a guest room, at least). This kiddo has experienced a lot of abuse and trauma, are we prepared to handle that? (We’ve been assured that outbursts are verbal but never physical, but that is all we know).
At the end of the day, if it were just me I’d say yes but I’m worried about the impact on the family as a whole. I don’t feel prepared to enthusiastically say yes, but can’t imagine saying no and sending this kid off to a lifetime of rotating group homes.
Any relevant stories, positive or negative? Resources? Questions I should be asking? I don’t have a specific question, just seeking your collective wisdom ❤️

Spoiler alert: I texted him last week saying we’re likely incompatible (for other reasons, not the walking) and noticed that he’s become physically distant.
In all our previous dates, he seemed really into me, would walk beside me, would offer his arm, and even be mindful of my steps when we’d walk on a dirt path. After coming back from a 2-week trip, I noticed on our date that he would walk ahead of me into the venue. It wasn’t so bad then but it was noticeable enough that I would trail behind and watch him, hands in his pockets, but he’d wait for me until I could catch up.
I brought it up to him that night and told him I’d appreciate it if he held my hand while walking. He agreed and said he’d do it.
Then last week, I noticed the distance become farther. When we were walking, he would be almost a block away from me and sometimes he wouldn’t even turn to check for longer periods of time. It really made me realize how important physical touch was to me as a love language and I didn’t like the feeling of being with him, because I didn’t feel like I was at all.
Like I said, I texted to end things on good terms and his response was he wished me the best as well. I’m just curious to know if this has this happened to anyone? For anyone who have dated men like this, what was your experience?

Angry Journal, 05/18/2024: To my attackers:
So apparently, Nick, is slightly overweight right now isn't he? You know he has a bit of a snarly voice. And is the most rude, evil, thing, to be known to date. He is a black hole in society, that just sucks in everything good around it, and gives absolutely nothing good back to anyone. At least I did nice things for the people around me, like get my girlfriend a gold locket for her birthday when I was a young adult and had it engraved with our initials, or buying my friend in the hospital who happens to suffer from a severe brain injury, a new vintage charging cable when someone stole his, or buying a homeless guy dinner downtown and lending him my phone and telling him to call his mom and tell her he loves her. Little big things matter.The amount of a liability someone like Nick is, is outrageous. You chose him over me, who is actually a good person, who never did anything criminal to anyone or ever would. I loved my friends and family and girlfriends from 20 years ago, and it's weird that you think I was some sort of giant asshole all the time, when I really wasn't. I was a confused kid once too and I am a person, not just a number in your system. Oh, and also I am not attracted to anything I shouldn't be.You treated me as sub human, when I was actually better to the people around me on average than you are, or ever will be. So, If you got me killed by this system, or group within a system, of mislead people, then everyone will know. It's not like it will be a secret.The damage you have done to my body is probably astronomically huge by this time I figure anyways. You essentially tortured me to death. I will likely get cancer and die from it, if the primary more immediate effects don't kill me first. (My neck and spine have been snapping and crackling. ~1:30AM). They say they gave me cancers, and they have been ringing in my head strongly. They say they will kill me in my sleep or on the spot, but hell, if the choice is only between more completely illegal torture all night, and day, or them illegally and immorally killing me, in cold blood, then I may as well post!If I am dead, then eventually information about you will pop up everywhere spontaneously, you should know this. It's probably going to go downhill, since you would not address the problem (Nick) and sided with him and his associates. He bragged about how he gets away with this over and over again.So, grab a beer and just watch it all burn. A life (my life), completely ruined, and a person (Me), wrongfully murdered, over things I never did, to people that I don't even know, and they tell me that the people attacking me will never know the truth about what happened to me, and how I was framed for things and made to look guilty of things that I am not. I was found innocent before they started. So everything they said to me, affected me, and I became a byproduct, of their influence on my life. ~2016/17

• Robert William Christie

Heya, I’m m23 from North Holland, I’m Dutch born, after my cooking school I dove headfirst into working and effectively slowly but steadily lost a lot of my friends/high school connections.
Lately I have decided to work less and even thinking of studying, I am queer friendly, open minded but a somewhat chaotic texter. I enjoy gaming as a sort of destressing thing but mainly play single player stuff but am open to getting new games to play with peeps. Used to avidly enjoy anime although haven’t really kept up to date but I have interest to pick it up again one day I enjoy dry humor, goofy memes and such. since I am a cook by trade, I have always enjoyed cooking, and that sort of stuff And Im always up for outdoorsy adventure stuff or whatever!
Beyond that I lately have had an interest in perhaps taking the gym seriously, perhaps there are gym goers who are up for a newbie?
I guess this is a bit of a rough introduction, perhaps a bit bland but I’m certain I can be fun sometimes!

Hello 😊, and thank you for taking your time to read my post, I appreciate that alot. I'm on here looking for someone I can get to know building up a friendship with a few similar interests. Be able to be open and so easy to talk too. I love having a person who can hold a conversation, having talks that ramble on for hours and that's shows true connection. I use discord mostly to chat, only message me if you don't ghost or disappear. I've got time for people to waste time.
I've been on here multiple times searching for my girl. I've had unlucky situations, bad experiences but I've met alot of very nice people and I wish them all the best in their search. I just want to share experiences with a girl who puts in the same effort as me to get the best outcome from reddit we can 😊.
About me: - I'm 27, male from Scotland UK - Im a car mechanic by trade and a aircraft engineer by honours degree and hope and try to get my foot in the industry soon. - I spend most of my time gaming mostly on ps5 for games like destiny 2, overwatch 2, dark souls games and many more niche games too. Big gamer - I spend a bit of my time going to the gym to better myself, atleast 3-5 times a week which I really enjoy doing, brings out a sense of joy. - Music plays so much into me as a person, I can't go through a day without hours of music, very wide taste in music but mainly metal and rock. - physically I'm 6ft 2, white as they come 😂 and think I'm decently attractive for looks 😀, but I'll let yous be the judges of that.
What I'm looking for: - Open to LDR but goal to close the distance eventually, I'm from UK so I'd prefer UK, Europe US and Canada😊 - Ages from 23 to 30. - prefer to have some similar interests so we can vibe straight away 😊. - good personality is key for me as it shows how the person reacts.
Well that's a long post about me hopefully someone has had their interest piqued and I'll reply to every message sent. Send me your name, age, location and something that's makes your day happy 😊. Your pic gets mine. Thank you again for reading and love to hear from everyone. Enjoy your day and I appreciate everyone here.
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With changes to CSR taking away priority pass restaurants and lack of a lounge at my standard airports (SNA and LAX) that I would use regularly, I'm starting to feel like the Chase trifecta is making less sense for me these days.
I have two options I'm considering right now, basically Chase Trifecta vs going back to WF cards and getting the new Autograph Journey. I don't really care so much about the negative reputation of WF, they have never really pissed me off.
A little about my points/rewards habits:

• I don't mind portals, but the Chase portal doesn't let you book the basic economy flights usually which I find myself using regularly
• I hate trying to snatch business flight upgrades and things w/ points, it seems like a lot of work for a luxury for a one day flight
• I do like transferring to hyatt, but my most recent experiences (2 of 3) I have only been able to find redemptions at a 1.6cpp which is barely better than just using points.
• I don't care for lounges that much, I don't drink so free alcohol means nothing to me and I generally get to the airport 1-2 hours before departure so I don't get that much time in the lounge if I happen to have one anyways.
• I am not a card churner.
  
• Current cards:
  
  • CSR (3% food/travel - redeems all chase points at 1.5x multiplier), $250 effective annual fee
  • CFF (random flex categories that I don't pay enough attention to)
  • CFU (3% food/travel, 1.5% on all, transferable to points)
  • 2x WF Active Cash (2% all) (I have two because they changed my old WF Propel card into active cash)
  • WF Autograph (3% restaurants/streaming/travel)
  • WF Visa Signature (redeems all WF points at 1.5x multiplier)
  • \**Considering WF Autograph Journey (5% hotels, 4% airlines, 3% restaurants), $45 effective annual fee (would upgrade one of my active cash cards into this)*
• FICO Score: 800
  
• Annual card spend and categories (2023):
  
  • dining $12.5k
  • groceries: $1.6k
  • gas: N/A (ev)
  • travel: $8.3k
  • other: $21k
• Open to Business Cards: No
  
• What's the purpose of your next card? Travel/cashback/points
  
• Are you OK with category spending or do you want a general spending card?
  
  • I like category spending but not overly complex, I like to only have to carry/think about 2 cards usually, one typically for travel/hotels and another for the rest.

I did the math and raw points/cash back it makes more sense to go w/ the WF cards, especially if I'm not really getting THAT much benefit out of transferring to partners and business upgrades. I am open to other card suggestions though...
I liked the Chase cards since I really just used the CFU except when booking travel.
But I also like the WF cards since I would primarily use the autograph journey and active cash on the day to day and theres nothing to really think about.

I saw a post on here earlier about Tascios Pizza and I have to say, it was my favorite until I found the best kept secret in Kansas City: Pizza Shuttle! Located at 18th & Baltimore, I stumbled across this place because it was 11:00 at night and since everything closes by 9:00 or 10:00 anymore, it was one of a handful of places open. In fact, that's part of their appeal, in my opinion. They're open 11:00-midnight Sunday thru Thursday, and open 11:00-2:00 a.m. Fridays and Saturdays! You can eat-in ( there's about 7-9 tables in there), carryout, and they offer delivery. I've been here 3 times in less than a month. I've had the Crab Rangoon, Santa Fe, and Chicken Bacon Ranch pizzas, and they were ALL fantastic! Their pizzas come in two sizes, 10" or 14", but we always get the 10", and it's the perfect amount of food for two people. THIS IS THE BEST PART!! For a 10"pizza with loads of toppings, and two fountain drinks (free refills😉), it was less than $12!! You can hardly find a meal for two anywhere for less than $20! Truthfully, their pizza is so good, I would have even been pleased if it was $20, but $11 bucks and some change? Hell yes. Next time, we're trying the BBQ chicken pizza. Or the bacon Mac n cheese pizza. Or the jalapeno pepper pizza. Or....
I promise, you won't be disappointed.

So we're learning about inventory systems in school and how transactions are journalized in a perpetual and periodic inventory system. This question isn't in my textbooks or anything but it's something I'm curious about.
Let's say we're a business and we receive $500 worth of inventory, with credit terms 2/15, n/30
Dr Merchandise Inventory 500 Cr A/P 500
Then we sold $100 worth of that inventory for $150
Dr Cash 150 Cr Sales 150
Dr Cost of Good Sold 100 Cr Merchandise Inventory 100
Then AFTER this we pay the supplier WITH the 2% discount. How do we account for the inventory that was already sold, now that technically the cost of goods sold would decrease? I know normally the journal would be:
Dr A/P 500 Cr Cash 490 Cr Merchandise Inventory 10
But what happens when we already sold some inventory already before paying the invoice with the discount?