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2024.05.06 01:46 Kadenai The narrative behind "The Eighth Mountain" and "Glory For Salvation" (Rhapsody of Fire)
THIS NARRATIVE IS BASED ON SPECULATIONS AND WHAT I COULD UNDERSTAND FROM THE STORY SO FAR. THERE WILL BE TWO MORE ALBUMS AFTER "CHALLENGE THE WIND" THAT WILL DEFINITELY ELUCIDATE COMPLETELY WHAT IS HAPPENING.
I DID THIS BECAUSE I WANTED THERE TO BE THIS NARRATIVE JUST AS THERE WAS WITH THE TWO PREVIOUS SAGAS (ALGALORD CHRONICLES).
IF ANYONE DISAGREES WITH ANYTHING, DO NOT HESITATE TO CONTEST BY PRESENTING YOUR REASONING.
Previously, I had made a post here and on the Rhapsody of Fire subreddit (Rhapsody_Of_Fire) sharing my opinion about what is happening in the story, but after observing more carefully, I was able to correct certain things and reach a conclusion that I believe is closer to what is actually happening.
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Torture, blood, and pain... Deep pain!
That's what's left to humanity, now eternally condemned to the Abyss of Pain, after being completely exterminated by the Nephilim. This happened because the humans who once faithfully served the Nephilim Empire rose up and defeated their gods. Humanity triumphed, and the Nephilim were purged from the earth and banished to the shadows.
But for centuries they waited, until they had the opportunity to rise again, and by allying themselves with an extremely evolved race called the Konstrukts, they managed to exterminate all Homo sapiens DNA from the face of the earth.
Abyss of Pain
Seven Heroic Deeds
In the eternal suffering of the Abyss of Pain stands Kreel, a warrior born for battle. Since young, he was the perfect warrior, and knowing this, the son of Chezaquill, father of all Nephilim, Prince Bezrael summoned him for a journey, a terribly difficult mission, but with a reward...
If Kreel could accomplish Seven Heroic Deeds for Bezrael, his soul would be freed from the Abyss of Pain once and for all!
There was no better choice, even though he was a Nephilim, it was the only chance to escape from that infernal prison of fire. Kreel signs the contract with Bezrael and sets out to conquer the world and try to change his destiny.
Master of Peace
In his first challenge, Kreel finds himself leading an army. Swords clashing, warriors fighting...
The thrill of battle...
The thrill of being alive again courses through the warrior's veins!
However, war is terrible. Thousands and then hundreds of thousands of souls condemned to death due to his orders. But he feels no remorse. He doesn't regret what he's causing to the verdant hills, which will now turn red with the blood spilled by violence.
Even in the face of such terror, he feels like a Master of Peace. For Kreel, every victory demands a sacrifice, and that is just the first step to ensure his permanent freedom, thus triumphing and completing the first Heroic Deed.
Rain of Fury
In the cave of the Eighth Mountain now stands the brave and clever warrior. Kreel possessed not only skills with swords and shields but also was a great wizard, knowledgeable in many types of magic and spells.
With shield set and gripping his sword of shining gold with both hands, he begins a ritual. Thousands of sparks emanate, illuminating the entire cave. Kreel bravely utters the words, and in his heart, he feels prepared to destroy the warlord of the Konstrukts. A Rain of Fury fills the wizard's will, and he knows that with the power of God and magic, he can obtain his prize: the tyrant's head for his own freedom.
White Wizard
In a certain place in time, a people fondly remember their hero, a man known as the White Wizard...
He brought peace to the people and maintained order, always diligent to others' needs.
One day his life ended, but the wise man still lived in the nostalgic hearts.
The absence of the White Wizard is immense for those people, but even after his departure, his magic still worked miracles. He foresaw dark times and storms, but the people yearn for an heir...
Who will be worthy to protect the people in dark times, as the White Wizard once did?
Warrior Heart
Another battle... Will this be the last?
Amidst great destruction and death, where not even the birds want to sing anymore, stands the wizard warrior. Before him, a poor creature with trembling hands begs for mercy. Should he care? Should he heed the plea of that silent cry?
Behind that armor, there is also a warrior like him. In the cold silence of the death that ravages the battlefield, Kreel feels he was acting horribly. Though they are different people, they were raised in the same way, to be ruthless warriors.
Beneath that steel lies a hero like him, and this warrior will be spared.
Kreel had already won the battle and completes another Heroic Deed, the second.
The Courage to Forgive
In that time, it had been ten years since his father had died, yet the hero still hates what he had done to his life, to his soul...
Ten years spent shaping his own son into a perfect and relentless warrior, Kreel hates him. Painful are the memories, they are like a wound.
But the contract with Bezrael demanded that Kreel forgive his father. He needed to overcome this and destroy his hatred, overcome the pain of losing his life, forget, destroy his hatred!
The path was difficult, but he would forgive, thus completing the third Heroic Deed.
March Against The Tyrant Clash of Times
Another day dawns, Kreel breathes once more in the morning chill, life outside the Abyss of Pain, and bids farewell to his beloved. Now he will lead the charge against the tyrant of the Konstrukts.
In what could be the final March, Kreel swears the unworthy king will lose his throne, and his Nephilim lackeys will pay for their terrible deeds, for the death of 691 innocent children!
The army reaches the walls and winged guardians try to stop them, but they were not prepared for the determination of the knights led by the wizard warrior. It's their only chance to invade the castle!
Showers of arrows rain down upon them, but their shields were strong and reinforced with chains! They trust Kreel as their leader, they know he is the only one who can lead them to victory.
Freedom for the brave who do not give up, who ride forth to inscribe this day of glorious triumph in history.
But the enemy did not yield easily. The Konstrukts' army was numerous and their weapons very advanced, however, a warrior from the east was coming to aid them! The same warrior Kreel had spared earlier is here to lend a hand in their hour of need. The charge continues with full force and they finally reach the tyrant...
Smoke rising from the fortress heralds humanity's victory. The leader of the Konstrukts and the Nephilim lackeys are defeated, the tyrant is dead!
But when Kreel returned to his time, in the future, something was wrong...
Nothing had changed, there was no greenery, no happiness, just dust and ashes. The little life that remained would soon turn into ghouls...
What was missing? What needed to happen for him to be free? For humans to be free...
Had everything he had done been in vain?
Anyway, there always seemed to be something strange, why had Bezrael ordered Kreel to attack the Konstrukts and even some Nephilim?
The fourth Heroic Deed had been completed.
The Legend Goes On
Peace, green valleys, life in abundance! That's what he saw when he cast a spell to foresee the future.
It wasn't lost yet, there was still a story to be told, even the love of his life was alive and well, no more wars, no more contracts, true freedom...
The Legend Goes On, there's still much history ahead. Kreel tries to gather his strength and move forward!
The Wind, the Rain and the Moon
Despite everything, the wizard realizes that his beloved has died. He vows to win this war for her...
Tales of a Hero's Fate
Bezrael frees Kreel. But it was just a dream, or maybe a nightmare...
In his deepest and darkest memories, Kreel falls from grace upon realizing that nothing he did mattered. Many deaths, his hands stained with blood for nothing. Once a hero, now he feels like a monster, there was no triumph, only hatred.
The truth cuts harsh and merciless, the wizard begs God for forgiveness, all he did was out of love...
He wonders why he came this far. There's no changing the future, everything will unfold as predestined, he's condemned forever.
Son of Vengeance
Once a hero, now a monster.
It is Kreel, the Son of Vengeance.
He realizes he chose the wrong side, that he has fallen from grace, and that now he is just a servant of fire, a slave of Bezrael. His fate is sealed, he is a slayer for hire.
Now the hands of the hero are killing prophets for wasted hopes and illusions...
The Kingdom of Ice
Once again using the enchantment to travel through time, Kreel goes to a different place, through the magical circle he arrives in a land of ice and cold.
The guardians of time predicted that Kreel would be able to uncover the secret "Deceive the spirits of the dead in the spell of graves".
Now, from the green hills to the glaciers and snow;
From the depths of the Abyss to the pole;
The wizard warrior sets out to conquer the Kingdom of Ice!
Glory For Salvation Eternal Snow
In the lands of Lost Eternal Snow, Kreel marches through the snow towards the Diaphanous Cathedral with the aim of fulfilling his fifth Heroic Deed: to kill Namecid, the Prophet of the Southern Cross.
To the wizard, Namecid is a monster, and by Kreel's faith, he will die. But during the act, the prophet looks at him steadfastly, without a word of forgiveness, confusing him...
Why should he kill a holy man?
Nevertheless, he continues marching through the snow with the blood on his hands.
After killing Namecid, Terial, the hawk made of ice, started following Kreel...
Terial The Hawk
The fallen wizard, now followed by the ice hawk, pleads for forgiveness...
Maid of The Secret Sand
A new place, the desert, the secret sands of Aarnsendt. The fallen hero has the mission to kill the Maid of the Secret Sand.
By the will of Bezrael, he will face the masquerade, but, seeing her eyes, Kreel is enchanted, he falls in love with the lady...
He feels unworthy to even touch her, she captures his heart.
The fallen wizard decides to take a chance, he will spare Vardagwen, allowing the sun to rise on her shining desert dunes.
Abyss of Pain II
No.
Back to the Abyss of Pain.
Bezrael would not allow his slave to betray him in such a way because of love, and so he imprisons Kreel in the infernal prison once again. There, he humiliates the wizard and reminds him of who the master is, reminds him that his word is law. Broken lives, forgotten destinies, tormented hero.
From the Abyss of Pain, the fallen hero cries out to the tears of fate, to the guardians of the sky to protect Vardagwen.
The prophecies written for Kreel reveal the truth, he is condemned, his soul is banished, there is no corruption, no spell that can take him out of there and change his destiny. He is now at the mercy of the vile demon Bezrael, who will torture his soul, all is lost...
...but sad and fateful is the omen. Vardagwen sacrifices herself so that Kreel may be freed from the Abyss of Pain...
...he acknowledges that he is Bezrael's slave and swears to fulfill his will...
Infinitae Gloriae Magic Signs I'll Be Your Hero
After escaping the Abyss of Pain thanks to Vardagwen's sacrifice, the wizard weeps in sadness for having lost his beloved while trapped in the Abyss, and he begs for forgiveness from the Secret Sands and the hawk made of ice Terial.
Kreel feels that something is changing within him...
He feels the pain, the sorrow of having been responsible for that disastrous situation, so he cries out to the mystical rain to cleanse his tears.
But something has truly changed. The hero regains his determination to continue, he will not stop, even if the situation is completely unfavorable, he vows that one day he will be the hero Vardagwen needed, and he sets out for his final Heroic Deed.
Chains of Destiny
With Vardagwen's sacrifice, only one Heroic Deed remained for Kreel to finally obtain his long-awaited freedom.
The final quest, the prophet Quingdar. Kreel approaches, planning to startle the prophet and quickly kill him, but his faith is wavering and shaky. Still, facing the cold and embracing the pain, the hero advances to complete his last mission, even though he doesn't feel like he's facing an enemy, doesn't feel like there's a malicious plan from the one he's going to kill.
Lost and drowning in his thoughts, Kreel startles Quingdar, but he sees his eyes, he weeps under the twilight, and his tears fall into the Lake of Sacred Tears, causing the hero to see his reflection and understand the truth!
The hero recognizes that Bezrael is controlling him, how could he do this?
He will not kill an innocent prophet, a creature of God!
For him, the demon's game ends there, and he swears to drown his blade in the blood of the Nephilim! He realizes that he is the one who brings magic, the Fire Wizard through space and time, the only one who can go back in time with the secret he holds in the Spell of Tombs. He no longer fears the Abyss of Pain and now, to honor the prophet Namecid and the Lady of the Secret Sand, he will break the chains of destiny and kill Bezrael!
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I DID THIS BECAUSE I WANTED THERE TO BE THIS NARRATIVE JUST AS THERE WAS WITH THE TWO PREVIOUS SAGAS (ALGALORD CHRONICLES).
IF ANYONE DISAGREES WITH ANYTHING, DO NOT HESITATE TO CONTEST BY PRESENTING YOUR REASONING.
Previously, I had made a post here and on the Rhapsody of Fire subreddit (Rhapsody_Of_Fire) sharing my opinion about what is happening in the story, but after observing more carefully, I was able to correct certain things and reach a conclusion that I believe is closer to what is actually happening.
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Torture, blood, and pain... Deep pain!
That's what's left to humanity, now eternally condemned to the Abyss of Pain, after being completely exterminated by the Nephilim. This happened because the humans who once faithfully served the Nephilim Empire rose up and defeated their gods. Humanity triumphed, and the Nephilim were purged from the earth and banished to the shadows.
But for centuries they waited, until they had the opportunity to rise again, and by allying themselves with an extremely evolved race called the Konstrukts, they managed to exterminate all Homo sapiens DNA from the face of the earth.
Abyss of Pain
Seven Heroic Deeds
In the eternal suffering of the Abyss of Pain stands Kreel, a warrior born for battle. Since young, he was the perfect warrior, and knowing this, the son of Chezaquill, father of all Nephilim, Prince Bezrael summoned him for a journey, a terribly difficult mission, but with a reward...
If Kreel could accomplish Seven Heroic Deeds for Bezrael, his soul would be freed from the Abyss of Pain once and for all!
There was no better choice, even though he was a Nephilim, it was the only chance to escape from that infernal prison of fire. Kreel signs the contract with Bezrael and sets out to conquer the world and try to change his destiny.
Master of Peace
In his first challenge, Kreel finds himself leading an army. Swords clashing, warriors fighting...
The thrill of battle...
The thrill of being alive again courses through the warrior's veins!
However, war is terrible. Thousands and then hundreds of thousands of souls condemned to death due to his orders. But he feels no remorse. He doesn't regret what he's causing to the verdant hills, which will now turn red with the blood spilled by violence.
Even in the face of such terror, he feels like a Master of Peace. For Kreel, every victory demands a sacrifice, and that is just the first step to ensure his permanent freedom, thus triumphing and completing the first Heroic Deed.
Rain of Fury
In the cave of the Eighth Mountain now stands the brave and clever warrior. Kreel possessed not only skills with swords and shields but also was a great wizard, knowledgeable in many types of magic and spells.
With shield set and gripping his sword of shining gold with both hands, he begins a ritual. Thousands of sparks emanate, illuminating the entire cave. Kreel bravely utters the words, and in his heart, he feels prepared to destroy the warlord of the Konstrukts. A Rain of Fury fills the wizard's will, and he knows that with the power of God and magic, he can obtain his prize: the tyrant's head for his own freedom.
White Wizard
In a certain place in time, a people fondly remember their hero, a man known as the White Wizard...
He brought peace to the people and maintained order, always diligent to others' needs.
One day his life ended, but the wise man still lived in the nostalgic hearts.
The absence of the White Wizard is immense for those people, but even after his departure, his magic still worked miracles. He foresaw dark times and storms, but the people yearn for an heir...
Who will be worthy to protect the people in dark times, as the White Wizard once did?
Warrior Heart
Another battle... Will this be the last?
Amidst great destruction and death, where not even the birds want to sing anymore, stands the wizard warrior. Before him, a poor creature with trembling hands begs for mercy. Should he care? Should he heed the plea of that silent cry?
Behind that armor, there is also a warrior like him. In the cold silence of the death that ravages the battlefield, Kreel feels he was acting horribly. Though they are different people, they were raised in the same way, to be ruthless warriors.
Beneath that steel lies a hero like him, and this warrior will be spared.
Kreel had already won the battle and completes another Heroic Deed, the second.
The Courage to Forgive
In that time, it had been ten years since his father had died, yet the hero still hates what he had done to his life, to his soul...
Ten years spent shaping his own son into a perfect and relentless warrior, Kreel hates him. Painful are the memories, they are like a wound.
But the contract with Bezrael demanded that Kreel forgive his father. He needed to overcome this and destroy his hatred, overcome the pain of losing his life, forget, destroy his hatred!
The path was difficult, but he would forgive, thus completing the third Heroic Deed.
March Against The Tyrant Clash of Times
Another day dawns, Kreel breathes once more in the morning chill, life outside the Abyss of Pain, and bids farewell to his beloved. Now he will lead the charge against the tyrant of the Konstrukts.
In what could be the final March, Kreel swears the unworthy king will lose his throne, and his Nephilim lackeys will pay for their terrible deeds, for the death of 691 innocent children!
The army reaches the walls and winged guardians try to stop them, but they were not prepared for the determination of the knights led by the wizard warrior. It's their only chance to invade the castle!
Showers of arrows rain down upon them, but their shields were strong and reinforced with chains! They trust Kreel as their leader, they know he is the only one who can lead them to victory.
Freedom for the brave who do not give up, who ride forth to inscribe this day of glorious triumph in history.
But the enemy did not yield easily. The Konstrukts' army was numerous and their weapons very advanced, however, a warrior from the east was coming to aid them! The same warrior Kreel had spared earlier is here to lend a hand in their hour of need. The charge continues with full force and they finally reach the tyrant...
Smoke rising from the fortress heralds humanity's victory. The leader of the Konstrukts and the Nephilim lackeys are defeated, the tyrant is dead!
But when Kreel returned to his time, in the future, something was wrong...
Nothing had changed, there was no greenery, no happiness, just dust and ashes. The little life that remained would soon turn into ghouls...
What was missing? What needed to happen for him to be free? For humans to be free...
Had everything he had done been in vain?
Anyway, there always seemed to be something strange, why had Bezrael ordered Kreel to attack the Konstrukts and even some Nephilim?
The fourth Heroic Deed had been completed.
The Legend Goes On
Peace, green valleys, life in abundance! That's what he saw when he cast a spell to foresee the future.
It wasn't lost yet, there was still a story to be told, even the love of his life was alive and well, no more wars, no more contracts, true freedom...
The Legend Goes On, there's still much history ahead. Kreel tries to gather his strength and move forward!
The Wind, the Rain and the Moon
Despite everything, the wizard realizes that his beloved has died. He vows to win this war for her...
Tales of a Hero's Fate
Bezrael frees Kreel. But it was just a dream, or maybe a nightmare...
In his deepest and darkest memories, Kreel falls from grace upon realizing that nothing he did mattered. Many deaths, his hands stained with blood for nothing. Once a hero, now he feels like a monster, there was no triumph, only hatred.
The truth cuts harsh and merciless, the wizard begs God for forgiveness, all he did was out of love...
He wonders why he came this far. There's no changing the future, everything will unfold as predestined, he's condemned forever.
Son of Vengeance
Once a hero, now a monster.
It is Kreel, the Son of Vengeance.
He realizes he chose the wrong side, that he has fallen from grace, and that now he is just a servant of fire, a slave of Bezrael. His fate is sealed, he is a slayer for hire.
Now the hands of the hero are killing prophets for wasted hopes and illusions...
The Kingdom of Ice
Once again using the enchantment to travel through time, Kreel goes to a different place, through the magical circle he arrives in a land of ice and cold.
The guardians of time predicted that Kreel would be able to uncover the secret "Deceive the spirits of the dead in the spell of graves".
Now, from the green hills to the glaciers and snow;
From the depths of the Abyss to the pole;
The wizard warrior sets out to conquer the Kingdom of Ice!
Glory For Salvation Eternal Snow
In the lands of Lost Eternal Snow, Kreel marches through the snow towards the Diaphanous Cathedral with the aim of fulfilling his fifth Heroic Deed: to kill Namecid, the Prophet of the Southern Cross.
To the wizard, Namecid is a monster, and by Kreel's faith, he will die. But during the act, the prophet looks at him steadfastly, without a word of forgiveness, confusing him...
Why should he kill a holy man?
Nevertheless, he continues marching through the snow with the blood on his hands.
After killing Namecid, Terial, the hawk made of ice, started following Kreel...
Terial The Hawk
The fallen wizard, now followed by the ice hawk, pleads for forgiveness...
Maid of The Secret Sand
A new place, the desert, the secret sands of Aarnsendt. The fallen hero has the mission to kill the Maid of the Secret Sand.
By the will of Bezrael, he will face the masquerade, but, seeing her eyes, Kreel is enchanted, he falls in love with the lady...
He feels unworthy to even touch her, she captures his heart.
The fallen wizard decides to take a chance, he will spare Vardagwen, allowing the sun to rise on her shining desert dunes.
Abyss of Pain II
No.
Back to the Abyss of Pain.
Bezrael would not allow his slave to betray him in such a way because of love, and so he imprisons Kreel in the infernal prison once again. There, he humiliates the wizard and reminds him of who the master is, reminds him that his word is law. Broken lives, forgotten destinies, tormented hero.
From the Abyss of Pain, the fallen hero cries out to the tears of fate, to the guardians of the sky to protect Vardagwen.
The prophecies written for Kreel reveal the truth, he is condemned, his soul is banished, there is no corruption, no spell that can take him out of there and change his destiny. He is now at the mercy of the vile demon Bezrael, who will torture his soul, all is lost...
...but sad and fateful is the omen. Vardagwen sacrifices herself so that Kreel may be freed from the Abyss of Pain...
...he acknowledges that he is Bezrael's slave and swears to fulfill his will...
Infinitae Gloriae Magic Signs I'll Be Your Hero
After escaping the Abyss of Pain thanks to Vardagwen's sacrifice, the wizard weeps in sadness for having lost his beloved while trapped in the Abyss, and he begs for forgiveness from the Secret Sands and the hawk made of ice Terial.
Kreel feels that something is changing within him...
He feels the pain, the sorrow of having been responsible for that disastrous situation, so he cries out to the mystical rain to cleanse his tears.
But something has truly changed. The hero regains his determination to continue, he will not stop, even if the situation is completely unfavorable, he vows that one day he will be the hero Vardagwen needed, and he sets out for his final Heroic Deed.
Chains of Destiny
With Vardagwen's sacrifice, only one Heroic Deed remained for Kreel to finally obtain his long-awaited freedom.
The final quest, the prophet Quingdar. Kreel approaches, planning to startle the prophet and quickly kill him, but his faith is wavering and shaky. Still, facing the cold and embracing the pain, the hero advances to complete his last mission, even though he doesn't feel like he's facing an enemy, doesn't feel like there's a malicious plan from the one he's going to kill.
Lost and drowning in his thoughts, Kreel startles Quingdar, but he sees his eyes, he weeps under the twilight, and his tears fall into the Lake of Sacred Tears, causing the hero to see his reflection and understand the truth!
The hero recognizes that Bezrael is controlling him, how could he do this?
He will not kill an innocent prophet, a creature of God!
For him, the demon's game ends there, and he swears to drown his blade in the blood of the Nephilim! He realizes that he is the one who brings magic, the Fire Wizard through space and time, the only one who can go back in time with the secret he holds in the Spell of Tombs. He no longer fears the Abyss of Pain and now, to honor the prophet Namecid and the Lady of the Secret Sand, he will break the chains of destiny and kill Bezrael!
2024.05.06 01:45 PeanutWontons [M4F] They're just way too big for your body, aren't they? Your breasts, I mean
I'm looking for those rare women lucky enough to have been blessed with something many other women dream of having — and most men dream of enjoying. Whether you've simply grown beyond expectations or have actually been diagnosed with macromastia (and if so...oh my god), you know that there's no way that tiny body of yours was meant to support such a massive chest. Either way, it's the disproportionate-ness of them that drives me wild.
If so, you’re the one I’d love to hear from. Especially if, from your point of view, they're a bit more of a curse than a blessing. Some women with bigger than big breasts wouldn’t have it any other way, but if they're a constant source of shyness and discomfort — I'd love to know about it. If you've got a mixed or even troubled relationship with your breasts, let's talk it out.
You might dream about being confident enough to flaunt them with your outfits and revel in the reactions they get you, from tight sweaters to loosely draped fabrics that just hint at what's lying underneath. But it's such a victory when you find the perfect bras that can hold and support them the way you need, but still let you look and feel sexy and showy with them.
Or maybe you're always trying to minimize their appearance. Wearing sports bras and baggy shirts, but nothing quite seems to flatten them out the way you'd hope. And it feels like they're always getting in the way and drawing people's attention. Do you wish they were smaller? Looking at them in the mirror, feeling them sway back and forth as you move your body around, te sting their weight as you hold them in your hands, or maybe even giving your nipples a firm tug, wondering how things came to be this way.
If this sounds like you, then I'd love to hear from you. Responses welcome from both women who fit this description in real life, as well as those who don't but have always dreamed about what it might be like! Either way, we can explore this shared fantasy and kink together.
If you reply, please try and be as fun and engaging as this prompt is! All too often, this prompt gets me people who write back like "Hey I've got big tits" and expect me to do all the lifting. It turns into a tooth-pulling interview and that sucks!
Come ready to chat or roleplay in detail -- no single-line responses please.
Can't wait!
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If so, you’re the one I’d love to hear from. Especially if, from your point of view, they're a bit more of a curse than a blessing. Some women with bigger than big breasts wouldn’t have it any other way, but if they're a constant source of shyness and discomfort — I'd love to know about it. If you've got a mixed or even troubled relationship with your breasts, let's talk it out.
You might dream about being confident enough to flaunt them with your outfits and revel in the reactions they get you, from tight sweaters to loosely draped fabrics that just hint at what's lying underneath. But it's such a victory when you find the perfect bras that can hold and support them the way you need, but still let you look and feel sexy and showy with them.
Or maybe you're always trying to minimize their appearance. Wearing sports bras and baggy shirts, but nothing quite seems to flatten them out the way you'd hope. And it feels like they're always getting in the way and drawing people's attention. Do you wish they were smaller? Looking at them in the mirror, feeling them sway back and forth as you move your body around, te sting their weight as you hold them in your hands, or maybe even giving your nipples a firm tug, wondering how things came to be this way.
If you reply, please try and be as fun and engaging as this prompt is! All too often, this prompt gets me people who write back like "Hey I've got big tits" and expect me to do all the lifting. It turns into a tooth-pulling interview and that sucks!
Come ready to chat or roleplay in detail -- no single-line responses please.
Can't wait!
2024.05.06 01:44 Kadenai The narrative behind "The Eighth Mountain" and "Glory For Salvation" (Rhapsody of Fire).
THIS NARRATIVE IS BASED ON SPECULATIONS AND WHAT I COULD UNDERSTAND FROM THE STORY SO FAR. THERE WILL BE TWO MORE ALBUMS AFTER "CHALLENGE THE WIND" THAT WILL DEFINITELY ELUCIDATE COMPLETELY WHAT IS HAPPENING.
I DID THIS BECAUSE I WANTED THERE TO BE THIS NARRATIVE JUST AS THERE WAS WITH THE TWO PREVIOUS SAGAS (ALGALORD CHRONICLES).
IF ANYONE DISAGREES WITH ANYTHING, DO NOT HESITATE TO CONTEST BY PRESENTING YOUR REASONING.
Previously, I had made a post here and on the Rhapsody of Fire subreddit (Rhapsody_Of_Fire) sharing my opinion about what is happening in the story, but after observing more carefully, I was able to correct certain things and reach a conclusion that I believe is closer to what is actually happening.
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Torture, blood, and pain... Deep pain!
That's what's left to humanity, now eternally condemned to the Abyss of Pain, after being completely exterminated by the Nephilim. This happened because the humans who once faithfully served the Nephilim Empire rose up and defeated their gods. Humanity triumphed, and the Nephilim were purged from the earth and banished to the shadows.
But for centuries they waited, until they had the opportunity to rise again, and by allying themselves with an extremely evolved race called the Konstrukts, they managed to exterminate all Homo sapiens DNA from the face of the earth.
Abyss of Pain
Seven Heroic Deeds
In the eternal suffering of the Abyss of Pain stands Kreel, a warrior born for battle. Since young, he was the perfect warrior, and knowing this, the son of Chezaquill, father of all Nephilim, Prince Bezrael summoned him for a journey, a terribly difficult mission, but with a reward...
If Kreel could accomplish Seven Heroic Deeds for Bezrael, his soul would be freed from the Abyss of Pain once and for all!
There was no better choice, even though he was a Nephilim, it was the only chance to escape from that infernal prison of fire. Kreel signs the contract with Bezrael and sets out to conquer the world and try to change his destiny.
Master of Peace
In his first challenge, Kreel finds himself leading an army. Swords clashing, warriors fighting...
The thrill of battle...
The thrill of being alive again courses through the warrior's veins!
However, war is terrible. Thousands and then hundreds of thousands of souls condemned to death due to his orders. But he feels no remorse. He doesn't regret what he's causing to the verdant hills, which will now turn red with the blood spilled by violence.
Even in the face of such terror, he feels like a Master of Peace. For Kreel, every victory demands a sacrifice, and that is just the first step to ensure his permanent freedom, thus triumphing and completing the first Heroic Deed.
Rain of Fury
In the cave of the Eighth Mountain now stands the brave and clever warrior. Kreel possessed not only skills with swords and shields but also was a great wizard, knowledgeable in many types of magic and spells.
With shield set and gripping his sword of shining gold with both hands, he begins a ritual. Thousands of sparks emanate, illuminating the entire cave. Kreel bravely utters the words, and in his heart, he feels prepared to destroy the warlord of the Konstrukts. A Rain of Fury fills the wizard's will, and he knows that with the power of God and magic, he can obtain his prize: the tyrant's head for his own freedom.
White Wizard
In a certain place in time, a people fondly remember their hero, a man known as the White Wizard...
He brought peace to the people and maintained order, always diligent to others' needs.
One day his life ended, but the wise man still lived in the nostalgic hearts.
The absence of the White Wizard is immense for those people, but even after his departure, his magic still worked miracles. He foresaw dark times and storms, but the people yearn for an heir...
Who will be worthy to protect the people in dark times, as the White Wizard once did?
Warrior Heart
Another battle... Will this be the last?
Amidst great destruction and death, where not even the birds want to sing anymore, stands the wizard warrior. Before him, a poor creature with trembling hands begs for mercy. Should he care? Should he heed the plea of that silent cry?
Behind that armor, there is also a warrior like him. In the cold silence of the death that ravages the battlefield, Kreel feels he was acting horribly. Though they are different people, they were raised in the same way, to be ruthless warriors.
Beneath that steel lies a hero like him, and this warrior will be spared.
Kreel had already won the battle and completes another Heroic Deed, the second.
The Courage to Forgive
In that time, it had been ten years since his father had died, yet the hero still hates what he had done to his life, to his soul...
Ten years spent shaping his own son into a perfect and relentless warrior, Kreel hates him. Painful are the memories, they are like a wound.
But the contract with Bezrael demanded that Kreel forgive his father. He needed to overcome this and destroy his hatred, overcome the pain of losing his life, forget, destroy his hatred!
The path was difficult, but he would forgive, thus completing the third Heroic Deed.
March Against The Tyrant Clash of Times
Another day dawns, Kreel breathes once more in the morning chill, life outside the Abyss of Pain, and bids farewell to his beloved. Now he will lead the charge against the tyrant of the Konstrukts.
In what could be the final March, Kreel swears the unworthy king will lose his throne, and his Nephilim lackeys will pay for their terrible deeds, for the death of 691 innocent children!
The army reaches the walls and winged guardians try to stop them, but they were not prepared for the determination of the knights led by the wizard warrior. It's their only chance to invade the castle!
Showers of arrows rain down upon them, but their shields were strong and reinforced with chains! They trust Kreel as their leader, they know he is the only one who can lead them to victory.
Freedom for the brave who do not give up, who ride forth to inscribe this day of glorious triumph in history.
But the enemy did not yield easily. The Konstrukts' army was numerous and their weapons very advanced, however, a warrior from the east was coming to aid them! The same warrior Kreel had spared earlier is here to lend a hand in their hour of need. The charge continues with full force and they finally reach the tyrant...
Smoke rising from the fortress heralds humanity's victory. The leader of the Konstrukts and the Nephilim lackeys are defeated, the tyrant is dead!
But when Kreel returned to his time, in the future, something was wrong...
Nothing had changed, there was no greenery, no happiness, just dust and ashes. The little life that remained would soon turn into ghouls...
What was missing? What needed to happen for him to be free? For humans to be free...
Had everything he had done been in vain?
Anyway, there always seemed to be something strange, why had Bezrael ordered Kreel to attack the Konstrukts and even some Nephilim?
The fourth Heroic Deed had been completed.
The Legend Goes On
Peace, green valleys, life in abundance! That's what he saw when he cast a spell to foresee the future.
It wasn't lost yet, there was still a story to be told, even the love of his life was alive and well, no more wars, no more contracts, true freedom...
The Legend Goes On, there's still much history ahead. Kreel tries to gather his strength and move forward!
The Wind, the Rain and the Moon
Despite everything, the wizard realizes that his beloved has died. He vows to win this war for her...
Tales of a Hero's Fate
Bezrael frees Kreel. But it was just a dream, or maybe a nightmare...
In his deepest and darkest memories, Kreel falls from grace upon realizing that nothing he did mattered. Many deaths, his hands stained with blood for nothing. Once a hero, now he feels like a monster, there was no triumph, only hatred.
The truth cuts harsh and merciless, the wizard begs God for forgiveness, all he did was out of love...
He wonders why he came this far. There's no changing the future, everything will unfold as predestined, he's condemned forever.
Son of Vengeance
Once a hero, now a monster.
It is Kreel, the Son of Vengeance.
He realizes he chose the wrong side, that he has fallen from grace, and that now he is just a servant of fire, a slave of Bezrael. His fate is sealed, he is a slayer for hire.
Now the hands of the hero are killing prophets for wasted hopes and illusions...
The Kingdom of Ice
Once again using the enchantment to travel through time, Kreel goes to a different place, through the magical circle he arrives in a land of ice and cold.
The guardians of time predicted that Kreel would be able to uncover the secret "Deceive the spirits of the dead in the spell of graves".
Now, from the green hills to the glaciers and snow;
From the depths of the Abyss to the pole;
The wizard warrior sets out to conquer the Kingdom of Ice!
Glory For Salvation Eternal Snow
In the lands of Lost Eternal Snow, Kreel marches through the snow towards the Diaphanous Cathedral with the aim of fulfilling his fifth Heroic Deed: to kill Namecid, the Prophet of the Southern Cross.
To the wizard, Namecid is a monster, and by Kreel's faith, he will die. But during the act, the prophet looks at him steadfastly, without a word of forgiveness, confusing him...
Why should he kill a holy man?
Nevertheless, he continues marching through the snow with the blood on his hands.
After killing Namecid, Terial, the hawk made of ice, started following Kreel...
Terial The Hawk
The fallen wizard, now followed by the ice hawk, pleads for forgiveness...
Maid of The Secret Sand
A new place, the desert, the secret sands of Aarnsendt. The fallen hero has the mission to kill the Maid of the Secret Sand.
By the will of Bezrael, he will face the masquerade, but, seeing her eyes, Kreel is enchanted, he falls in love with the lady...
He feels unworthy to even touch her, she captures his heart.
The fallen wizard decides to take a chance, he will spare Vardagwen, allowing the sun to rise on her shining desert dunes.
Abyss of Pain II
No.
Back to the Abyss of Pain.
Bezrael would not allow his slave to betray him in such a way because of love, and so he imprisons Kreel in the infernal prison once again. There, he humiliates the wizard and reminds him of who the master is, reminds him that his word is law. Broken lives, forgotten destinies, tormented hero.
From the Abyss of Pain, the fallen hero cries out to the tears of fate, to the guardians of the sky to protect Vardagwen.
The prophecies written for Kreel reveal the truth, he is condemned, his soul is banished, there is no corruption, no spell that can take him out of there and change his destiny. He is now at the mercy of the vile demon Bezrael, who will torture his soul, all is lost...
...but sad and fateful is the omen. Vardagwen sacrifices herself so that Kreel may be freed from the Abyss of Pain...
...he acknowledges that he is Bezrael's slave and swears to fulfill his will...
Infinitae Gloriae Magic Signs I'll Be Your Hero
After escaping the Abyss of Pain thanks to Vardagwen's sacrifice, the wizard weeps in sadness for having lost his beloved while trapped in the Abyss, and he begs for forgiveness from the Secret Sands and the hawk made of ice Terial.
Kreel feels that something is changing within him...
He feels the pain, the sorrow of having been responsible for that disastrous situation, so he cries out to the mystical rain to cleanse his tears.
But something has truly changed. The hero regains his determination to continue, he will not stop, even if the situation is completely unfavorable, he vows that one day he will be the hero Vardagwen needed, and he sets out for his final Heroic Deed.
Chains of Destiny
With Vardagwen's sacrifice, only one Heroic Deed remained for Kreel to finally obtain his long-awaited freedom.
The final quest, the prophet Quingdar. Kreel approaches, planning to startle the prophet and quickly kill him, but his faith is wavering and shaky. Still, facing the cold and embracing the pain, the hero advances to complete his last mission, even though he doesn't feel like he's facing an enemy, doesn't feel like there's a malicious plan from the one he's going to kill.
Lost and drowning in his thoughts, Kreel startles Quingdar, but he sees his eyes, he weeps under the twilight, and his tears fall into the Lake of Sacred Tears, causing the hero to see his reflection and understand the truth!
The hero recognizes that Bezrael is controlling him, how could he do this?
He will not kill an innocent prophet, a creature of God!
For him, the demon's game ends there, and he swears to drown his blade in the blood of the Nephilim! He realizes that he is the one who brings magic, the Fire Wizard through space and time, the only one who can go back in time with the secret he holds in the Spell of Tombs. He no longer fears the Abyss of Pain and now, to honor the prophet Namecid and the Lady of the Secret Sand, he will break the chains of destiny and kill Bezrael!
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I DID THIS BECAUSE I WANTED THERE TO BE THIS NARRATIVE JUST AS THERE WAS WITH THE TWO PREVIOUS SAGAS (ALGALORD CHRONICLES).
IF ANYONE DISAGREES WITH ANYTHING, DO NOT HESITATE TO CONTEST BY PRESENTING YOUR REASONING.
Previously, I had made a post here and on the Rhapsody of Fire subreddit (Rhapsody_Of_Fire) sharing my opinion about what is happening in the story, but after observing more carefully, I was able to correct certain things and reach a conclusion that I believe is closer to what is actually happening.
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Torture, blood, and pain... Deep pain!
That's what's left to humanity, now eternally condemned to the Abyss of Pain, after being completely exterminated by the Nephilim. This happened because the humans who once faithfully served the Nephilim Empire rose up and defeated their gods. Humanity triumphed, and the Nephilim were purged from the earth and banished to the shadows.
But for centuries they waited, until they had the opportunity to rise again, and by allying themselves with an extremely evolved race called the Konstrukts, they managed to exterminate all Homo sapiens DNA from the face of the earth.
Abyss of Pain
Seven Heroic Deeds
In the eternal suffering of the Abyss of Pain stands Kreel, a warrior born for battle. Since young, he was the perfect warrior, and knowing this, the son of Chezaquill, father of all Nephilim, Prince Bezrael summoned him for a journey, a terribly difficult mission, but with a reward...
If Kreel could accomplish Seven Heroic Deeds for Bezrael, his soul would be freed from the Abyss of Pain once and for all!
There was no better choice, even though he was a Nephilim, it was the only chance to escape from that infernal prison of fire. Kreel signs the contract with Bezrael and sets out to conquer the world and try to change his destiny.
Master of Peace
In his first challenge, Kreel finds himself leading an army. Swords clashing, warriors fighting...
The thrill of battle...
The thrill of being alive again courses through the warrior's veins!
However, war is terrible. Thousands and then hundreds of thousands of souls condemned to death due to his orders. But he feels no remorse. He doesn't regret what he's causing to the verdant hills, which will now turn red with the blood spilled by violence.
Even in the face of such terror, he feels like a Master of Peace. For Kreel, every victory demands a sacrifice, and that is just the first step to ensure his permanent freedom, thus triumphing and completing the first Heroic Deed.
Rain of Fury
In the cave of the Eighth Mountain now stands the brave and clever warrior. Kreel possessed not only skills with swords and shields but also was a great wizard, knowledgeable in many types of magic and spells.
With shield set and gripping his sword of shining gold with both hands, he begins a ritual. Thousands of sparks emanate, illuminating the entire cave. Kreel bravely utters the words, and in his heart, he feels prepared to destroy the warlord of the Konstrukts. A Rain of Fury fills the wizard's will, and he knows that with the power of God and magic, he can obtain his prize: the tyrant's head for his own freedom.
White Wizard
In a certain place in time, a people fondly remember their hero, a man known as the White Wizard...
He brought peace to the people and maintained order, always diligent to others' needs.
One day his life ended, but the wise man still lived in the nostalgic hearts.
The absence of the White Wizard is immense for those people, but even after his departure, his magic still worked miracles. He foresaw dark times and storms, but the people yearn for an heir...
Who will be worthy to protect the people in dark times, as the White Wizard once did?
Warrior Heart
Another battle... Will this be the last?
Amidst great destruction and death, where not even the birds want to sing anymore, stands the wizard warrior. Before him, a poor creature with trembling hands begs for mercy. Should he care? Should he heed the plea of that silent cry?
Behind that armor, there is also a warrior like him. In the cold silence of the death that ravages the battlefield, Kreel feels he was acting horribly. Though they are different people, they were raised in the same way, to be ruthless warriors.
Beneath that steel lies a hero like him, and this warrior will be spared.
Kreel had already won the battle and completes another Heroic Deed, the second.
The Courage to Forgive
In that time, it had been ten years since his father had died, yet the hero still hates what he had done to his life, to his soul...
Ten years spent shaping his own son into a perfect and relentless warrior, Kreel hates him. Painful are the memories, they are like a wound.
But the contract with Bezrael demanded that Kreel forgive his father. He needed to overcome this and destroy his hatred, overcome the pain of losing his life, forget, destroy his hatred!
The path was difficult, but he would forgive, thus completing the third Heroic Deed.
March Against The Tyrant Clash of Times
Another day dawns, Kreel breathes once more in the morning chill, life outside the Abyss of Pain, and bids farewell to his beloved. Now he will lead the charge against the tyrant of the Konstrukts.
In what could be the final March, Kreel swears the unworthy king will lose his throne, and his Nephilim lackeys will pay for their terrible deeds, for the death of 691 innocent children!
The army reaches the walls and winged guardians try to stop them, but they were not prepared for the determination of the knights led by the wizard warrior. It's their only chance to invade the castle!
Showers of arrows rain down upon them, but their shields were strong and reinforced with chains! They trust Kreel as their leader, they know he is the only one who can lead them to victory.
Freedom for the brave who do not give up, who ride forth to inscribe this day of glorious triumph in history.
But the enemy did not yield easily. The Konstrukts' army was numerous and their weapons very advanced, however, a warrior from the east was coming to aid them! The same warrior Kreel had spared earlier is here to lend a hand in their hour of need. The charge continues with full force and they finally reach the tyrant...
Smoke rising from the fortress heralds humanity's victory. The leader of the Konstrukts and the Nephilim lackeys are defeated, the tyrant is dead!
But when Kreel returned to his time, in the future, something was wrong...
Nothing had changed, there was no greenery, no happiness, just dust and ashes. The little life that remained would soon turn into ghouls...
What was missing? What needed to happen for him to be free? For humans to be free...
Had everything he had done been in vain?
Anyway, there always seemed to be something strange, why had Bezrael ordered Kreel to attack the Konstrukts and even some Nephilim?
The fourth Heroic Deed had been completed.
The Legend Goes On
Peace, green valleys, life in abundance! That's what he saw when he cast a spell to foresee the future.
It wasn't lost yet, there was still a story to be told, even the love of his life was alive and well, no more wars, no more contracts, true freedom...
The Legend Goes On, there's still much history ahead. Kreel tries to gather his strength and move forward!
The Wind, the Rain and the Moon
Despite everything, the wizard realizes that his beloved has died. He vows to win this war for her...
Tales of a Hero's Fate
Bezrael frees Kreel. But it was just a dream, or maybe a nightmare...
In his deepest and darkest memories, Kreel falls from grace upon realizing that nothing he did mattered. Many deaths, his hands stained with blood for nothing. Once a hero, now he feels like a monster, there was no triumph, only hatred.
The truth cuts harsh and merciless, the wizard begs God for forgiveness, all he did was out of love...
He wonders why he came this far. There's no changing the future, everything will unfold as predestined, he's condemned forever.
Son of Vengeance
Once a hero, now a monster.
It is Kreel, the Son of Vengeance.
He realizes he chose the wrong side, that he has fallen from grace, and that now he is just a servant of fire, a slave of Bezrael. His fate is sealed, he is a slayer for hire.
Now the hands of the hero are killing prophets for wasted hopes and illusions...
The Kingdom of Ice
Once again using the enchantment to travel through time, Kreel goes to a different place, through the magical circle he arrives in a land of ice and cold.
The guardians of time predicted that Kreel would be able to uncover the secret "Deceive the spirits of the dead in the spell of graves".
Now, from the green hills to the glaciers and snow;
From the depths of the Abyss to the pole;
The wizard warrior sets out to conquer the Kingdom of Ice!
Glory For Salvation Eternal Snow
In the lands of Lost Eternal Snow, Kreel marches through the snow towards the Diaphanous Cathedral with the aim of fulfilling his fifth Heroic Deed: to kill Namecid, the Prophet of the Southern Cross.
To the wizard, Namecid is a monster, and by Kreel's faith, he will die. But during the act, the prophet looks at him steadfastly, without a word of forgiveness, confusing him...
Why should he kill a holy man?
Nevertheless, he continues marching through the snow with the blood on his hands.
After killing Namecid, Terial, the hawk made of ice, started following Kreel...
Terial The Hawk
The fallen wizard, now followed by the ice hawk, pleads for forgiveness...
Maid of The Secret Sand
A new place, the desert, the secret sands of Aarnsendt. The fallen hero has the mission to kill the Maid of the Secret Sand.
By the will of Bezrael, he will face the masquerade, but, seeing her eyes, Kreel is enchanted, he falls in love with the lady...
He feels unworthy to even touch her, she captures his heart.
The fallen wizard decides to take a chance, he will spare Vardagwen, allowing the sun to rise on her shining desert dunes.
Abyss of Pain II
No.
Back to the Abyss of Pain.
Bezrael would not allow his slave to betray him in such a way because of love, and so he imprisons Kreel in the infernal prison once again. There, he humiliates the wizard and reminds him of who the master is, reminds him that his word is law. Broken lives, forgotten destinies, tormented hero.
From the Abyss of Pain, the fallen hero cries out to the tears of fate, to the guardians of the sky to protect Vardagwen.
The prophecies written for Kreel reveal the truth, he is condemned, his soul is banished, there is no corruption, no spell that can take him out of there and change his destiny. He is now at the mercy of the vile demon Bezrael, who will torture his soul, all is lost...
...but sad and fateful is the omen. Vardagwen sacrifices herself so that Kreel may be freed from the Abyss of Pain...
...he acknowledges that he is Bezrael's slave and swears to fulfill his will...
Infinitae Gloriae Magic Signs I'll Be Your Hero
After escaping the Abyss of Pain thanks to Vardagwen's sacrifice, the wizard weeps in sadness for having lost his beloved while trapped in the Abyss, and he begs for forgiveness from the Secret Sands and the hawk made of ice Terial.
Kreel feels that something is changing within him...
He feels the pain, the sorrow of having been responsible for that disastrous situation, so he cries out to the mystical rain to cleanse his tears.
But something has truly changed. The hero regains his determination to continue, he will not stop, even if the situation is completely unfavorable, he vows that one day he will be the hero Vardagwen needed, and he sets out for his final Heroic Deed.
Chains of Destiny
With Vardagwen's sacrifice, only one Heroic Deed remained for Kreel to finally obtain his long-awaited freedom.
The final quest, the prophet Quingdar. Kreel approaches, planning to startle the prophet and quickly kill him, but his faith is wavering and shaky. Still, facing the cold and embracing the pain, the hero advances to complete his last mission, even though he doesn't feel like he's facing an enemy, doesn't feel like there's a malicious plan from the one he's going to kill.
Lost and drowning in his thoughts, Kreel startles Quingdar, but he sees his eyes, he weeps under the twilight, and his tears fall into the Lake of Sacred Tears, causing the hero to see his reflection and understand the truth!
The hero recognizes that Bezrael is controlling him, how could he do this?
He will not kill an innocent prophet, a creature of God!
For him, the demon's game ends there, and he swears to drown his blade in the blood of the Nephilim! He realizes that he is the one who brings magic, the Fire Wizard through space and time, the only one who can go back in time with the secret he holds in the Spell of Tombs. He no longer fears the Abyss of Pain and now, to honor the prophet Namecid and the Lady of the Secret Sand, he will break the chains of destiny and kill Bezrael!
2024.05.06 01:44 Offthebooksyall Splitting, but bad at math
 | Big fan of the sub! submitted by Offthebooksyall to Zepbound [link] [comments] I was on 5 mg for eight weeks, but was unable to find 7.5 despite many efforts. After weeks of searching I found 10 mg and doctor approved it, and I was able to get my hands on the prescription. However, since today makes two weeks since I've had a shot, there's no way I'm gonna take that leap! I've done all the research of splitting, I've purchased the items required, but I'm just really struggling with the math of it all. The ladies on the YouTube were very helpful, however, the dosage just simply doesn't make sense to me. They say take 1.5 mg of the bacwater and then .5 of the medication, and then bam you have three doses of 5 mg! Like, what? The math doesn't math for me and I'm like the confused lady meme. I just don't really know exactly how much I'm taking of the medication and of the bacwater into each vile. My goal is to split the 10 mg into two vials of 5 mg . Please tell me there is a Zepgod or Zepgoddess out there who can tell me exactly how much to extract and insert! There's a free coffee in it for you if you're willing! I don't want to go too long and then have to start over at 2.5… I worked very hard at finding the medication, waiting for supplies to arrive, and now I really am terrified. I'm gonna mess up the dosage. Thanks, Zepfam! |
2024.05.06 01:40 raskalnickoff Wingfoiling on a lake?
Has anybody here tried wingfoiling on lake Summerset of Wivenhoe dam? In QLD Australia.
I was kitesurfing at least weekly up until I moved to SA 7 years ago, now I am back in sunny QLD and living in Lowood. It's about a 2h drive to the closest beach and I just have not managed to get there much. On the other hand we have a few lakes that are pretty close.
So these wind wings are getting me keen on sailing again. I've found nowhere on Wivenhoe dam that is a safe place to run the kitelines (Weeds/rocks/sticks all on the shores) but with a wing I should be able to walk everything into the water and get going free of plants.
I bought a Tahwalhi SUP from BCF and well, it's very relaxing and I'm out enjoying God's good creation. But wing foiling sounds more fun.
There is a fortnightly sailing club at Hayes Landing that mostly has Wetas, which are a little too far out of my price range and i don't have a towbar. In chatting to them they enjoy 15 knots, can handle 25. But our lake often is more likely 8 knots. Unfortunately there are no weather stations close to the water, so it's always a drive out there to check.
Oh, I'm 185cm and 95kg (6.07 foot, 209pounds)
So what I'm considering now is: 1. Do I wait until next summer and try to get some foiling lessons from Surfconnect at Sandgate before I buy anything? 2. Do I get a big ~120L inflatable board like the $1800 FANATIC SKY AIR PREMIUM from Briskites that I can deflate to fit in my car, learn on, and possibly sup-foil with? But that I might outgrow in 6 months. 3. Do I wait and look for a great 2nd hand deal on SurfFX/Seabreze/oceanaddicts. Where it might take me 6 month to save $500 4. Do I just guess that I will end up wanting a downwinder board of about 95L and get that now? making the initial learning to foil harder. and possibly requiring roof racks on my car.
As for the wing, I'm looking at a ~6m wing to keep, possibly the North Loft (my favorite kite is my 2012 North Fuse 12m) or maybe a S26 Naish Wing-Surfer Matador LT, because I like bright colours and no windows.
For a mast I honestly have not looked much but there is practically no swell on these lakes so something sort i suppose. I'll probably get whatever the shopkeeper recommends when I buy my board.
Depending on the board+foil I could continue learning by SUP-foiling, or if the wind picks up, use my kitegear. The alternative is that I get a wing first and just muck about with my SUP (that has no daggerbboard).
Thanks for reading
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I was kitesurfing at least weekly up until I moved to SA 7 years ago, now I am back in sunny QLD and living in Lowood. It's about a 2h drive to the closest beach and I just have not managed to get there much. On the other hand we have a few lakes that are pretty close.
So these wind wings are getting me keen on sailing again. I've found nowhere on Wivenhoe dam that is a safe place to run the kitelines (Weeds/rocks/sticks all on the shores) but with a wing I should be able to walk everything into the water and get going free of plants.
I bought a Tahwalhi SUP from BCF and well, it's very relaxing and I'm out enjoying God's good creation. But wing foiling sounds more fun.
There is a fortnightly sailing club at Hayes Landing that mostly has Wetas, which are a little too far out of my price range and i don't have a towbar. In chatting to them they enjoy 15 knots, can handle 25. But our lake often is more likely 8 knots. Unfortunately there are no weather stations close to the water, so it's always a drive out there to check.
Oh, I'm 185cm and 95kg (6.07 foot, 209pounds)
So what I'm considering now is: 1. Do I wait until next summer and try to get some foiling lessons from Surfconnect at Sandgate before I buy anything? 2. Do I get a big ~120L inflatable board like the $1800 FANATIC SKY AIR PREMIUM from Briskites that I can deflate to fit in my car, learn on, and possibly sup-foil with? But that I might outgrow in 6 months. 3. Do I wait and look for a great 2nd hand deal on SurfFX/Seabreze/oceanaddicts. Where it might take me 6 month to save $500 4. Do I just guess that I will end up wanting a downwinder board of about 95L and get that now? making the initial learning to foil harder. and possibly requiring roof racks on my car.
As for the wing, I'm looking at a ~6m wing to keep, possibly the North Loft (my favorite kite is my 2012 North Fuse 12m) or maybe a S26 Naish Wing-Surfer Matador LT, because I like bright colours and no windows.
For a mast I honestly have not looked much but there is practically no swell on these lakes so something sort i suppose. I'll probably get whatever the shopkeeper recommends when I buy my board.
Depending on the board+foil I could continue learning by SUP-foiling, or if the wind picks up, use my kitegear. The alternative is that I get a wing first and just muck about with my SUP (that has no daggerbboard).
Thanks for reading
2024.05.06 01:38 PuzzleheadedForce780 U/PuzelheadedForce780
Letter sent to Waltham Mayor and City Council
This is a communication I sent to all members of the Waltham City Council
This past week our nation has witnessed an unprecedented degree of open anti-Jew, anti-Israel and anti-American vitriol playing out on university campuses. These hate filled demonstrations are more open and brazen than what took place in 1933 Germany which led to Holocaust and the genocide of 6 million Jews throughout Europe.
Since the Oct 7th barbaric attacks on civilian Israel, young radicals backed by mortal enemies of America and Israel have executed an orchestrated campaign to propagandize that favors and justifies, in their eyes, the sickening brutality of Hamas.
Since 1997, the U.S. State Department designated Hamas as a foreign terrorist organization.
At the forefront of these supporters of Hamas is the organization Students for Justice in Palestine.
How does this relate to Waltham? Waltham is the home of Brandeis University, a non-sectarian, Jewish-sponsored American university. One of the many reasons for Brandeis’ founding was to address the rampant racism and discrimination of all people suffering discrimination in college admissions.
Students for Justice in Palestine (SJP) operated freely at Brandeis until shortly after Oct 7th when Brandeis banned them from their campus. The reason for this ban was completely justified and seems to have saved Brandeis from what we saw playing out on campuses throughout Boston and our country.
SJP has been termed “the tip of the antisemitic spear” on U.S. campuses, early on calling the slaughter of Jews, “a historic win for Palestinian resistance“. The hateful rhetoric only intensified. “From the River to the Sea” is now the mildest slogan used by these anti Semites.
When another SJP demonstration took place at Brandeis shortly after the organization was banned, Waltham activists – not even related to Brandeis as either faculty, staff, or students – lent their support to the group “demanding” that Brandeis “reinstate SJP”. Those supporters included a newly formed social media outlet and a Waltham City Councilor. The news outlet also took the opportunity to criticize Waltham Police for answering the Brandeis Police Department’s request for assistance to help in breaking up the demonstration and removing non-Brandeis people from the campus.
At that point, I thought that what we would see of the anti-Israel movement in Waltham had been put to an end. Sadly, it wasn’t.
This past week, Waltham teachers received an email from a high-ranking School administrator, who is also a Waltham political activist, promoting a webinar presented by “Teach Palestine”. This is an anti-Israel, anti-Jewish, and anti-American organization that attempts to spread hate against Jews and Israelis through our public schools.
Only after the courageous questioning from a Jewish teacher who had received the email was the email rescinded.
Councilor Katz spoke at the School Committee meeting on May 1 as a private citizen and concerned school parent. I encourage you to watch the opening Citizen Input portion of the May 1 School Committee meeting to hear his concerns, why this matters, and his constructive comments to the Committee. As he stated, it is important to understand the implication of this action.
I also spoke. I am grateful for the support of Councilors Harris and LaFauci who attended the meeting and the other Councilors who weren’t able to attend but who personally reached out to me to express their support. The School Committee unanimously voted to conduct an investigation into this matter, as Councilor Katz requested.
Members of our Jewish community that I have spoken to have expressed feelings of “paranoia, hands shaking, terrified, and scared” since Oct. 7. One teacher told of her teenage child asking not to not display evidence of being Jewish at Hanukah out of fear. I have even heard that Jewish teachers are trying to find ways to neutralize antisemitism in our schools.
For the first time that I can think of, our Jewish students in Waltham are in fear of being themselves.
Israel must exist as a safe place for Jews to live.
America must be a place where Jews are free of fear.
Especially after the actions by this administrator in the Waltham Public Schools, Waltham must now prove that ALL of our Waltham students are safe. I applaud the School Committee for launching an investigation as a first step.
Finally, Waltham must assure Brandeis that we are honored that they chose Waltham as their home and will continue to ensure their safety if, God forbid, they face the same type of hateful rioting that exists throughout American Universities.
Carl Cincotta
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This is a communication I sent to all members of the Waltham City Council
This past week our nation has witnessed an unprecedented degree of open anti-Jew, anti-Israel and anti-American vitriol playing out on university campuses. These hate filled demonstrations are more open and brazen than what took place in 1933 Germany which led to Holocaust and the genocide of 6 million Jews throughout Europe.
Since the Oct 7th barbaric attacks on civilian Israel, young radicals backed by mortal enemies of America and Israel have executed an orchestrated campaign to propagandize that favors and justifies, in their eyes, the sickening brutality of Hamas.
Since 1997, the U.S. State Department designated Hamas as a foreign terrorist organization.
At the forefront of these supporters of Hamas is the organization Students for Justice in Palestine.
How does this relate to Waltham? Waltham is the home of Brandeis University, a non-sectarian, Jewish-sponsored American university. One of the many reasons for Brandeis’ founding was to address the rampant racism and discrimination of all people suffering discrimination in college admissions.
Students for Justice in Palestine (SJP) operated freely at Brandeis until shortly after Oct 7th when Brandeis banned them from their campus. The reason for this ban was completely justified and seems to have saved Brandeis from what we saw playing out on campuses throughout Boston and our country.
SJP has been termed “the tip of the antisemitic spear” on U.S. campuses, early on calling the slaughter of Jews, “a historic win for Palestinian resistance“. The hateful rhetoric only intensified. “From the River to the Sea” is now the mildest slogan used by these anti Semites.
When another SJP demonstration took place at Brandeis shortly after the organization was banned, Waltham activists – not even related to Brandeis as either faculty, staff, or students – lent their support to the group “demanding” that Brandeis “reinstate SJP”. Those supporters included a newly formed social media outlet and a Waltham City Councilor. The news outlet also took the opportunity to criticize Waltham Police for answering the Brandeis Police Department’s request for assistance to help in breaking up the demonstration and removing non-Brandeis people from the campus.
At that point, I thought that what we would see of the anti-Israel movement in Waltham had been put to an end. Sadly, it wasn’t.
This past week, Waltham teachers received an email from a high-ranking School administrator, who is also a Waltham political activist, promoting a webinar presented by “Teach Palestine”. This is an anti-Israel, anti-Jewish, and anti-American organization that attempts to spread hate against Jews and Israelis through our public schools.
Only after the courageous questioning from a Jewish teacher who had received the email was the email rescinded.
Councilor Katz spoke at the School Committee meeting on May 1 as a private citizen and concerned school parent. I encourage you to watch the opening Citizen Input portion of the May 1 School Committee meeting to hear his concerns, why this matters, and his constructive comments to the Committee. As he stated, it is important to understand the implication of this action.
I also spoke. I am grateful for the support of Councilors Harris and LaFauci who attended the meeting and the other Councilors who weren’t able to attend but who personally reached out to me to express their support. The School Committee unanimously voted to conduct an investigation into this matter, as Councilor Katz requested.
Members of our Jewish community that I have spoken to have expressed feelings of “paranoia, hands shaking, terrified, and scared” since Oct. 7. One teacher told of her teenage child asking not to not display evidence of being Jewish at Hanukah out of fear. I have even heard that Jewish teachers are trying to find ways to neutralize antisemitism in our schools.
For the first time that I can think of, our Jewish students in Waltham are in fear of being themselves.
Israel must exist as a safe place for Jews to live.
America must be a place where Jews are free of fear.
Especially after the actions by this administrator in the Waltham Public Schools, Waltham must now prove that ALL of our Waltham students are safe. I applaud the School Committee for launching an investigation as a first step.
Finally, Waltham must assure Brandeis that we are honored that they chose Waltham as their home and will continue to ensure their safety if, God forbid, they face the same type of hateful rioting that exists throughout American Universities.
Carl Cincotta
2024.05.06 01:34 Lovemethebestdino777 "The Haunting of Hollow Grove”😨😨
In the heart of the mist-laden woods stood Hollow Grove Manor, a decrepit mansion whispered to be cursed. Intrigued by its dark history, I ventured inside one moonlit night. As I crossed the threshold, a bone-chilling cold enveloped me.
Whispers echoed through the halls, and shadows danced menacingly. With each step, the floorboards creaked like tortured souls. A portrait leered at me from the wall, its eyes following my every move.
Suddenly, a ghastly figure materialized before me, its spectral form reaching out with icy fingers. I tried to flee, but the doors slammed shut, trapping me within the manor's grasp.
As the night wore on, the horror intensified. Tormented wails filled the air, and unseen hands tugged at my clothes. I stumbled through endless corridors, each more twisted and nightmarish than the last.
Just when I thought I couldn't bear it any longer, a voice whispered in my ear, "Leave this place or be lost forever." With a final burst of courage, I broke free from the manor's grip and fled into the night, never looking back.
To this day, I shudder at the memory of that cursed night at Hollow Grove Manor, forever haunted by the specter of its malevolent past.
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Whispers echoed through the halls, and shadows danced menacingly. With each step, the floorboards creaked like tortured souls. A portrait leered at me from the wall, its eyes following my every move.
Suddenly, a ghastly figure materialized before me, its spectral form reaching out with icy fingers. I tried to flee, but the doors slammed shut, trapping me within the manor's grasp.
As the night wore on, the horror intensified. Tormented wails filled the air, and unseen hands tugged at my clothes. I stumbled through endless corridors, each more twisted and nightmarish than the last.
Just when I thought I couldn't bear it any longer, a voice whispered in my ear, "Leave this place or be lost forever." With a final burst of courage, I broke free from the manor's grip and fled into the night, never looking back.
To this day, I shudder at the memory of that cursed night at Hollow Grove Manor, forever haunted by the specter of its malevolent past.
2024.05.06 01:32 nemophilist13 Just finish my wedding set!
 | Gel x full cover with a French tip, peach nude base and red/gold irredescent gold submitted by nemophilist13 to Nails [link] [comments] For the French tip I used the stamping method, I'm still practicing free handing French tips. |
2024.05.06 01:32 TheMayaEdits [Store] 500+ Knives/Gloves - M9 Sapphire, Emerald BFK Emerald, Ruby Kara Emerald, Ruby, Sapphire Wild Lotus Howl Dragon Lore Desert Hydra Butterfly Gamma, Doppler, TT, Autotronic Kara Fade, Doppler, Gamma, Marble, TT M9 Fade, Doppler, TT Pandora, Hedge, Vice, Superconductor
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| Knives | Float & Notes | B/O: (negotiable and not limited to items listed below) |
|---|---|---|
| ★ M9 Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.012 & Black Pearl | 2x ★ Butterfly Knife |
| ★ Flip Knife Doppler (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.075 & Ruby | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Autotronic (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Lore (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.27 | 3x ★ Karambit Slaughter (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.034 & 94% Faded | 4x ★ M9 Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.039 & 84% Faded | 4x ★ M9 Bayonet |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 & 82% Faded | 4x ★ M9 Bayonet |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Marble Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.020 | 4x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Marble Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 | 4x ★ Bayonet Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Marble Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.033 | 4x ★ Bayonet Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Gamma Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.033 & Phase 2 | 5x ★ Bayonet Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Skeleton Knife Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.037 & 92% Faded | 4x ★ Bayonet Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.025 & 96% Faded | 4x ★ Butterfly Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Huntsman Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 & Sapphire | 3x ★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Huntsman Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.006 & Sapphire | 3x ★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Field-Tested) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Karambit Marble Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.014 | 4x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife | Float: 0.365 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Lore (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.445 | 3x ★ Nomad Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.035 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.035 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.026 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.049 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.027 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.042 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.060 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.033 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.047 & Phase 4 | 4x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 & Phase 2 | 3x ★ Butterfly Knife Night (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 & Phase 1 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.034 & Phase 3 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.035 & Phase 3 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.042 & Phase 3 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.028 & Phase 3 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.356 | 3x ★ ★ Nomad Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.336 | 3x ★ ★ Nomad Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.297 | 3x ★ ★ Nomad Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.340 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Slaughter (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Slaughter (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.086 | 3x ★ Bayonet Autotronic (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Slaughter (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.127 | 3x ★ Bayonet Autotronic (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Black Laminate (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.322 | 3x ★ Karambit Stained (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Karambit Gamma Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.020 & Phase 1 & Clean corner | 3x ★ Talon Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.008 | 3x ★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Factory New) |
| ★ Karambit Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.022 | 3x ★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Factory New) |
| ★ Karambit Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 | 3x ★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Factory New) |
| ★ Karambit Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.033 | 3x ★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Factory New) |
| ★ Nomad Knife Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 & 90% Faded | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.013 & Phase 2 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Karambit Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.009 & Phase 1 | 3x ★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Karambit Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.014 & Phase 1 | 3x ★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Karambit Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.058 & Phase 1 | 3x ★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Karambit Lore (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.27 | ★ M9 Bayonet Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Karambit Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.010 & Phase 1 | 3x ★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Karambit Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.011 & Phase 2 | 3x ★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Skeleton Knife | Float: 0.262 | 3x ★ Karambit Urban Masked (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Skeleton Knife | Float: 0.506 | 3x ★ Karambit Urban Masked (Field-Tested) |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Lore (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.305 | 3x ★ Talon Knife Stained (Field-Tested) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Talon Knife Marble Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.011 | 3x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Night (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.146 | 3x ★ Talon Knife Stained (Field-Tested) |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Gamma Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.019 & Phase 1 | 3x ★ Flip Knife Slaughter (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.138 | 3x ★ Survival Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Autotronic (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.124 | 3x ★ Survival Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ Karambit Damascus Steel (Factory New) | Float: 0.043 | 2x ★ Bayonet Slaughter (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Damascus Steel (Factory New) | Float: 0.049 | 2x ★ Bayonet Slaughter (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.221 | 2x ★ Karambit Stained (Well-Worn) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.019 & Phase 1 | 2x ★ Talon Knife Stained (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Bright Water (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.429 | 2x ★ Flip Knife Lore (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Karambit | Float: 0.162 | 2x ★ Skeleton Knife Night Stripe (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.056 & Phase 4 | 2x ★ Skeleton Knife |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.035 & Phase 2 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 & Phase 3 | 2x ★ Skeleton Knife |
| ★ Gut Knife Gamma Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.013 & Emerald | ★ Butterfly Knife Damascus Steel (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Gut Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.026 & Sapphire | ★ Talon Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Damascus Steel (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.404 | 2x ★ Paracord Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ Bayonet Gamma Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.007 & Phase 4 | 2x ★ Karambit Rust Coat (Battle-Scarred) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Talon Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.021 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Crimson Web (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.166 | 2x ★ Karambit Rust Coat (Battle-Scarred) |
| ★ Karambit Autotronic (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.707 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Classic Knife Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.002 | 2x ★ Driver Gloves Black Tie (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Rust Coat (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.575 | 2x ★ Classic Knife |
| ★ Skeleton Knife Case Hardened (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.268 | 2x ★ Talon Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Ultraviolet (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.400 | 2x ★ Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.028 & Phase 2 | 2x ★ Bayonet Black Laminate (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.033 & Phase 1 | 2x ★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.034 & Phase 1 | 2x ★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.006 & Phase 3 | 2x ★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.013 & Phase 3 | 2x ★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Stained (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.440 | 2x ★ Skeleton Knife Forest DDPAT (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Talon Knife Slaughter (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.086 | 2x ★ Karambit Urban Masked (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Bright Water (Factory New) | Float: 0.047 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Stained (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Slaughter (Factory New) | Float: 0.034 | 2x ★ Huntsman Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.008 | 2x ★ Bayonet Black Laminate (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Huntsman Knife Lore (Factory New) | Float: 0.057 | ★ Butterfly Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.022 | 2x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.027 | 2x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.028 | 2x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.033 | 2x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.035 | 2x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.041 | 2x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet | Float: 0.319 | 2x ★ Skeleton Knife Forest DDPAT (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Bayonet | Float: 0.694 | 2x ★ Skeleton Knife Forest DDPAT (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Boreal Forest (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.241 | 2x ★ Bayonet Black Laminate (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.149 | 2x ★ Bayonet Black Laminate (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Forest DDPAT (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.187 | 2x ★ Bayonet Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Skeleton Knife Stained (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.142 | 2x ★ Bayonet Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.508 | 2x ★ Bayonet Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| Gloves | Float & Notes | B/O: (negotiable and not limited to items listed below) |
|---|---|---|
| ★ Sport Gloves Pandora's Box (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.36 | 3x ★ Skeleton Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Superconductor (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.35 | 3x ★ Karambit Black Laminate (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Hedge Maze (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.35 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Vice (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.37 | 2x ★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Spearmint (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.30 | 3x ★ Karambit Black Laminate (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Spearmint (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.35 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Fade (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.131 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Hand Wraps Cobalt Skulls (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.084 | 3x ★ Karambit Damascus Steel (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Hedge Maze (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.412 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Autotronic (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Vice (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.777 | 2x ★ Bayonet Autotronic (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Vice (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.750 | 2x ★ Bayonet Autotronic (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.35 | 2x ★ Karambit Ultraviolet (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.37 | 2x ★ Karambit Ultraviolet (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Slingshot (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.36 | 2x ★ Karambit Ultraviolet (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.33 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Factory New) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.36 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Factory New) |
| ★ Hand Wraps Slaughter (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.136 | 2x ★ Flip Knife Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Field Agent (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.354 | 2x ★ Flip Knife Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Fade (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.283 | 2x ★ Bayonet Case Hardened (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Turtle (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.140 | ★ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Nocts (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.374 | ★ Skeleton Knife Blue Steel (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Emerald Web (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.391 | ★ Karambit Ultraviolet (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Driver Gloves Imperial Plaid (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.316 | ★ Karambit Rust Coat (Battle-Scarred) |
| ★ Driver Gloves Crimson Weave (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.288 | ★ M9 Bayonet Case Hardened (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Scarlet Shamagh (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.153 | ★ Butterfly Knife Ultraviolet (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.377 | ★ M9 Bayonet Bright Water (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.374 | ★ M9 Bayonet Bright Water (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Omega (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.768 | ★ Sport Gloves Scarlet Shamagh (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Driver Gloves Lunar Weave (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.129 | ★ Sport Gloves Scarlet Shamagh (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Nocts (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.384 | ★ Karambit Forest DDPAT (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.370 | ★ M9 Bayonet Damascus Steel (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.366 | ★ M9 Bayonet Damascus Steel (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Finish Line (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.281 | ★ Karambit Boreal Forest (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Fade (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.387 | ★ Talon Knife |
| ★ Moto Gloves Polygon (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.259 | ★ Classic Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Polygon (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.281 | ★ Classic Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Polygon (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.326 | ★ Classic Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Polygon (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.360 | ★ Classic Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Scarlet Shamagh (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.416 | ★ Talon Knife Case Hardened (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Slingshot (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.704 | ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Marble Fade (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.416 | ★ Bayonet Autotronic (Battle-Scarred) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Smoke Out (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.355 | ★ Bayonet Freehand (Factory New) |
| Weapon Skins | Float & Notes | B/O: (negotiable and not limited to items listed below) |
|---|---|---|
| AK-47 Case Hardened (Well-Worn) | 0.39 Float & Pattern #321 Blue Gem | 8x ★ Butterfly Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| AWP Desert Hydra (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.14 | 4x ★ Karambit Freehand (Factory New) |
| AWP Medusa (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.20 & Skadoodle (Gold) | 4x ★ M9 Bayonet Autotronic (Well-Worn) |
| AWP Medusa (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.42 & Crown (Foil) | 4x ★ Butterfly Knife Rust Coat (Battle-Scarred) |
| AK-47 Hydroponic (Factory New) | Float: 0.054 | 3x ★ Driver Gloves King Snake (Field-Tested) |
| AK-47 Hydroponic (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.141 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Factory New) |
| MP9 Wild Lily (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.088 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Factory New) |
| AK-47 Fire Serpent (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.250 | 2x ★ Bayonet Autotronic (Well-Worn) |
| AK-47 Fire Serpent (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.280 | 2x ★ Karambit Bright Water (Field-Tested) |
| AK-47 Fire Serpent (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.365 | ★ Karambit |
| M4A1-S Hot Rod (Factory New) | Float: 0.014 | ★ Bayonet Marble Fade (Factory New) |
| M4A1-S Hot Rod (Factory New) | Float: 0.025 | ★ Karambit Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| Desert Eagle Blaze (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 | ★ Skeleton Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| AK-47 Vulcan (Factory New) | Float: 0.061 | ★ Butterfly Knife Night (Well-Worn) |
| AWP Lightning Strike (Factory New) | Float: 0.034 | ★ Karambit Bright Water (Minimal Wear) |
| AWP Lightning Strike (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.074 | ★ Karambit Bright Water (Minimal Wear) |
| AK-47 Fire Serpent (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.515 & IBP 2014 COL HOLO | ★ M9 Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) |
| AK-47 Fire Serpent (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.727 | ★ Butterfly Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested) |
| AUG Akihabara Accept (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.431 | ★ Butterfly Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested) |
| AWP Oni Taiji (Factory New) | Float: 0.048 | ★ Talon Knife |
| AK-47 Panthera onca (Factory New) | Float: 0.063 | ★ Ursus Knife Marble Fade (Factory New) |
2024.05.06 01:32 TheMayaEdits [Store] 500+ Knives/Gloves - M9 Sapphire, Emerald BFK Emerald, Ruby Kara Emerald, Ruby, Sapphire Wild Lotus Howl Dragon Lore Desert Hydra Butterfly Gamma, Doppler, TT, Autotronic Kara Fade, Doppler, Gamma, Marble, TT M9 Fade, Doppler, TT Pandora, Hedge, Vice, Superconductor
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| Knives | Float & Notes | B/O: (negotiable and not limited to items listed below) |
|---|---|---|
| ★ M9 Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.012 & Black Pearl | 2x ★ Butterfly Knife |
| ★ Flip Knife Doppler (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.075 & Ruby | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Autotronic (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Lore (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.27 | 3x ★ Karambit Slaughter (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.034 & 94% Faded | 4x ★ M9 Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.039 & 84% Faded | 4x ★ M9 Bayonet |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 & 82% Faded | 4x ★ M9 Bayonet |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Marble Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.020 | 4x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Marble Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 | 4x ★ Bayonet Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Marble Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.033 | 4x ★ Bayonet Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Gamma Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.033 & Phase 2 | 5x ★ Bayonet Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Skeleton Knife Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.037 & 92% Faded | 4x ★ Bayonet Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.025 & 96% Faded | 4x ★ Butterfly Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Huntsman Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 & Sapphire | 3x ★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Huntsman Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.006 & Sapphire | 3x ★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Field-Tested) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Karambit Marble Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.014 | 4x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife | Float: 0.365 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Lore (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.445 | 3x ★ Nomad Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.035 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.035 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.026 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.049 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.027 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.042 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.060 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.033 | 3x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.047 & Phase 4 | 4x ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 & Phase 2 | 3x ★ Butterfly Knife Night (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 & Phase 1 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.034 & Phase 3 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.035 & Phase 3 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.042 & Phase 3 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.028 & Phase 3 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.356 | 3x ★ ★ Nomad Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.336 | 3x ★ ★ Nomad Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.297 | 3x ★ ★ Nomad Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Butterfly Knife Autotronic (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.340 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Slaughter (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Slaughter (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.086 | 3x ★ Bayonet Autotronic (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Slaughter (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.127 | 3x ★ Bayonet Autotronic (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Black Laminate (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.322 | 3x ★ Karambit Stained (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Karambit Gamma Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.020 & Phase 1 & Clean corner | 3x ★ Talon Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.008 | 3x ★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Factory New) |
| ★ Karambit Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.022 | 3x ★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Factory New) |
| ★ Karambit Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 | 3x ★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Factory New) |
| ★ Karambit Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.033 | 3x ★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Factory New) |
| ★ Nomad Knife Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 & 90% Faded | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.013 & Phase 2 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Karambit Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.009 & Phase 1 | 3x ★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Karambit Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.014 & Phase 1 | 3x ★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Karambit Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.058 & Phase 1 | 3x ★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Karambit Lore (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.27 | ★ M9 Bayonet Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Karambit Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.010 & Phase 1 | 3x ★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Karambit Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.011 & Phase 2 | 3x ★ Flip Knife Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Skeleton Knife | Float: 0.262 | 3x ★ Karambit Urban Masked (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Skeleton Knife | Float: 0.506 | 3x ★ Karambit Urban Masked (Field-Tested) |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Lore (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.305 | 3x ★ Talon Knife Stained (Field-Tested) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Talon Knife Marble Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.011 | 3x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Night (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.146 | 3x ★ Talon Knife Stained (Field-Tested) |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Gamma Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.019 & Phase 1 | 3x ★ Flip Knife Slaughter (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.138 | 3x ★ Survival Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Autotronic (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.124 | 3x ★ Survival Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ Karambit Damascus Steel (Factory New) | Float: 0.043 | 2x ★ Bayonet Slaughter (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Damascus Steel (Factory New) | Float: 0.049 | 2x ★ Bayonet Slaughter (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Damascus Steel (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.221 | 2x ★ Karambit Stained (Well-Worn) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.019 & Phase 1 | 2x ★ Talon Knife Stained (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Bright Water (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.429 | 2x ★ Flip Knife Lore (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Karambit | Float: 0.162 | 2x ★ Skeleton Knife Night Stripe (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.056 & Phase 4 | 2x ★ Skeleton Knife |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.035 & Phase 2 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 & Phase 3 | 2x ★ Skeleton Knife |
| ★ Gut Knife Gamma Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.013 & Emerald | ★ Butterfly Knife Damascus Steel (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Gut Knife Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.026 & Sapphire | ★ Talon Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Damascus Steel (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.404 | 2x ★ Paracord Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ Bayonet Gamma Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.007 & Phase 4 | 2x ★ Karambit Rust Coat (Battle-Scarred) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Talon Knife Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.021 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Crimson Web (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.166 | 2x ★ Karambit Rust Coat (Battle-Scarred) |
| ★ Karambit Autotronic (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.707 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Classic Knife Fade (Factory New) | Float: 0.002 | 2x ★ Driver Gloves Black Tie (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Rust Coat (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.575 | 2x ★ Classic Knife |
| ★ Skeleton Knife Case Hardened (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.268 | 2x ★ Talon Knife Ultraviolet (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Ultraviolet (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.400 | 2x ★ Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.028 & Phase 2 | 2x ★ Bayonet Black Laminate (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.033 & Phase 1 | 2x ★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.034 & Phase 1 | 2x ★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.006 & Phase 3 | 2x ★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) | Float: 0.013 & Phase 3 | 2x ★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Stained (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.440 | 2x ★ Skeleton Knife Forest DDPAT (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Talon Knife Slaughter (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.086 | 2x ★ Karambit Urban Masked (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Karambit Bright Water (Factory New) | Float: 0.047 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Stained (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Slaughter (Factory New) | Float: 0.034 | 2x ★ Huntsman Knife Slaughter (Factory New) |
| ★ StatTrak™ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.008 | 2x ★ Bayonet Black Laminate (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Huntsman Knife Lore (Factory New) | Float: 0.057 | ★ Butterfly Knife Urban Masked (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.022 | 2x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.027 | 2x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.028 | 2x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.033 | 2x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.035 | 2x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth (Factory New) | Float: 0.041 | 2x ★ Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Bayonet | Float: 0.319 | 2x ★ Skeleton Knife Forest DDPAT (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Bayonet | Float: 0.694 | 2x ★ Skeleton Knife Forest DDPAT (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Boreal Forest (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.241 | 2x ★ Bayonet Black Laminate (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Karambit Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.149 | 2x ★ Bayonet Black Laminate (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Butterfly Knife Forest DDPAT (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.187 | 2x ★ Bayonet Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Skeleton Knife Stained (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.142 | 2x ★ Bayonet Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.508 | 2x ★ Bayonet Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| Gloves | Float & Notes | B/O: (negotiable and not limited to items listed below) |
|---|---|---|
| ★ Sport Gloves Pandora's Box (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.36 | 3x ★ Skeleton Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Superconductor (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.35 | 3x ★ Karambit Black Laminate (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Hedge Maze (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.35 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Vice (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.37 | 2x ★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Spearmint (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.30 | 3x ★ Karambit Black Laminate (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Spearmint (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.35 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Fade (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.131 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Autotronic (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Hand Wraps Cobalt Skulls (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.084 | 3x ★ Karambit Damascus Steel (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Hedge Maze (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.412 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Autotronic (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Vice (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.777 | 2x ★ Bayonet Autotronic (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Vice (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.750 | 2x ★ Bayonet Autotronic (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.35 | 2x ★ Karambit Ultraviolet (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Amphibious (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.37 | 2x ★ Karambit Ultraviolet (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Slingshot (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.36 | 2x ★ Karambit Ultraviolet (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.33 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Factory New) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.36 | 2x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Factory New) |
| ★ Hand Wraps Slaughter (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.136 | 2x ★ Flip Knife Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Field Agent (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.354 | 2x ★ Flip Knife Lore (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Fade (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.283 | 2x ★ Bayonet Case Hardened (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Turtle (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.140 | ★ Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Nocts (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.374 | ★ Skeleton Knife Blue Steel (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Emerald Web (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.391 | ★ Karambit Ultraviolet (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Driver Gloves Imperial Plaid (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.316 | ★ Karambit Rust Coat (Battle-Scarred) |
| ★ Driver Gloves Crimson Weave (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.288 | ★ M9 Bayonet Case Hardened (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Scarlet Shamagh (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.153 | ★ Butterfly Knife Ultraviolet (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.377 | ★ M9 Bayonet Bright Water (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.374 | ★ M9 Bayonet Bright Water (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Omega (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.768 | ★ Sport Gloves Scarlet Shamagh (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Driver Gloves Lunar Weave (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.129 | ★ Sport Gloves Scarlet Shamagh (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Nocts (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.384 | ★ Karambit Forest DDPAT (Minimal Wear) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.370 | ★ M9 Bayonet Damascus Steel (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.366 | ★ M9 Bayonet Damascus Steel (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Finish Line (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.281 | ★ Karambit Boreal Forest (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Fade (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.387 | ★ Talon Knife |
| ★ Moto Gloves Polygon (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.259 | ★ Classic Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Polygon (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.281 | ★ Classic Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Polygon (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.326 | ★ Classic Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Polygon (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.360 | ★ Classic Knife Crimson Web (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Scarlet Shamagh (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.416 | ★ Talon Knife Case Hardened (Well-Worn) |
| ★ Sport Gloves Slingshot (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.704 | ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Field-Tested) |
| ★ Specialist Gloves Marble Fade (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.416 | ★ Bayonet Autotronic (Battle-Scarred) |
| ★ Moto Gloves Smoke Out (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.355 | ★ Bayonet Freehand (Factory New) |
| Weapon Skins | Float & Notes | B/O: (negotiable and not limited to items listed below) |
|---|---|---|
| AK-47 Case Hardened (Well-Worn) | 0.39 Float & Pattern #321 Blue Gem | 8x ★ Butterfly Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| AWP Desert Hydra (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.14 | 4x ★ Karambit Freehand (Factory New) |
| AWP Medusa (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.20 & Skadoodle (Gold) | 4x ★ M9 Bayonet Autotronic (Well-Worn) |
| AWP Medusa (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.42 & Crown (Foil) | 4x ★ Butterfly Knife Rust Coat (Battle-Scarred) |
| AK-47 Hydroponic (Factory New) | Float: 0.054 | 3x ★ Driver Gloves King Snake (Field-Tested) |
| AK-47 Hydroponic (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.141 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Factory New) |
| MP9 Wild Lily (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.088 | 3x ★ M9 Bayonet Freehand (Factory New) |
| AK-47 Fire Serpent (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.250 | 2x ★ Bayonet Autotronic (Well-Worn) |
| AK-47 Fire Serpent (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.280 | 2x ★ Karambit Bright Water (Field-Tested) |
| AK-47 Fire Serpent (Field-Tested) | Float: 0.365 | ★ Karambit |
| M4A1-S Hot Rod (Factory New) | Float: 0.014 | ★ Bayonet Marble Fade (Factory New) |
| M4A1-S Hot Rod (Factory New) | Float: 0.025 | ★ Karambit Black Laminate (Minimal Wear) |
| Desert Eagle Blaze (Factory New) | Float: 0.032 | ★ Skeleton Knife Blue Steel (Minimal Wear) |
| AK-47 Vulcan (Factory New) | Float: 0.061 | ★ Butterfly Knife Night (Well-Worn) |
| AWP Lightning Strike (Factory New) | Float: 0.034 | ★ Karambit Bright Water (Minimal Wear) |
| AWP Lightning Strike (Minimal Wear) | Float: 0.074 | ★ Karambit Bright Water (Minimal Wear) |
| AK-47 Fire Serpent (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.515 & IBP 2014 COL HOLO | ★ M9 Bayonet Doppler (Factory New) |
| AK-47 Fire Serpent (Battle-Scarred) | Float: 0.727 | ★ Butterfly Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested) |
| AUG Akihabara Accept (Well-Worn) | Float: 0.431 | ★ Butterfly Knife Safari Mesh (Field-Tested) |
| AWP Oni Taiji (Factory New) | Float: 0.048 | ★ Talon Knife |
| AK-47 Panthera onca (Factory New) | Float: 0.063 | ★ Ursus Knife Marble Fade (Factory New) |
2024.05.06 01:31 DistrictFuture2556 [SQD][RECRUITING][SERVER] 5th Marine Raider Battalion
**5th Marine Raider Battalion [5MRB]**
The 5th Raiders are looking for dedicated members to grow our brotherhood!
__**Who We Are**__
We are a group composed of members with two purposes. To play squad with the best cohesive unit on the battlefield and bring the most immersive experience to squad possible. We pride ourselves on our resilience in battle, as well as our ability to take control of chaotic situations and come out on top. We adhere to our disciplines: Immersion and Distinction. We are a force in the field with decades of experience in turning the tides of battles. Here you will build lasting friendships with a variety of members from across the US and abroad.
__**Why Join 5th Raiders**__
Our main Area of Operation is Squad. Whether you are new player entering the realm of Squad and/or Milsim, or the veteran with thousands of hours you are all welcome. 5MRB puts the focus on Infantry combat and cohesion, with a challenge path to create quality soldiers and community members on our teams. We have seasoned instructors who are willing to help out, close knit teams, and one of the most genuine communities of people. To our members we offer training courses on room-clearing, using sights/ranging and ammunition, and flying the various Heli’s of Squad. If you’re sick of the random blueberries and shenanigans, if you crave structure and team-work, then 5MRB is the place for you!
__**Requirements**__
```**Must be**
18 years or older
Speak Fluent English
Able to play 2-3 nights (after 8 est) during the week for training and events.
Ran on NA EST time.
Willing to be a team player
```
__**Join Today**__
https://discord.gg/5MRB
~Our Website!~ https://5mrb.org/
**Have Questions? **
Feel Free to contact any of the recruiting staff:
```Baba_Booey
Belogath
Crazle
Sarcasticnord
ghostlydelinquent```
*No questions? Then we’ll see you on the battlefield :Hiyah_v13: !
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The 5th Raiders are looking for dedicated members to grow our brotherhood!
__**Who We Are**__
We are a group composed of members with two purposes. To play squad with the best cohesive unit on the battlefield and bring the most immersive experience to squad possible. We pride ourselves on our resilience in battle, as well as our ability to take control of chaotic situations and come out on top. We adhere to our disciplines: Immersion and Distinction. We are a force in the field with decades of experience in turning the tides of battles. Here you will build lasting friendships with a variety of members from across the US and abroad.
__**Why Join 5th Raiders**__
Our main Area of Operation is Squad. Whether you are new player entering the realm of Squad and/or Milsim, or the veteran with thousands of hours you are all welcome. 5MRB puts the focus on Infantry combat and cohesion, with a challenge path to create quality soldiers and community members on our teams. We have seasoned instructors who are willing to help out, close knit teams, and one of the most genuine communities of people. To our members we offer training courses on room-clearing, using sights/ranging and ammunition, and flying the various Heli’s of Squad. If you’re sick of the random blueberries and shenanigans, if you crave structure and team-work, then 5MRB is the place for you!
__**Requirements**__
```**Must be**
18 years or older
Speak Fluent English
Able to play 2-3 nights (after 8 est) during the week for training and events.
Ran on NA EST time.
Willing to be a team player
```
__**Join Today**__
https://discord.gg/5MRB
~Our Website!~ https://5mrb.org/
**Have Questions? **
Feel Free to contact any of the recruiting staff:
```Baba_Booey
Belogath
Crazle
Sarcasticnord
ghostlydelinquent```
*No questions? Then we’ll see you on the battlefield :Hiyah_v13: !
2024.05.06 01:28 Kahnaime Crochet skirt I recently finished
 | I honestly don’t remember the stitch name , I saw a video last year and free-handed the skirt last month Used random size 4 yarn and a 5mm crochet hook. submitted by Kahnaime to crochet [link] [comments] |
2024.05.06 01:26 Used_Personality_499 Big trigger warning: abortion
I’m not sure if this is an appropriate place for this little vent, and I’m already torn up about this, please be kind or leave comments to yourself. Please feel free to share experiences as well. I live in a state with no limit on when you can abort. I’m 11 weeks today and have it scheduled for 14 weeks. It just isn’t the right time to have another baby. I can’t get my drinking under control (recovering alcoholic, relapse) and already have one amazing beautiful son who will be one soon. I do want to say, my earthside baby and I have a good life and he is in safe hands. I just believe in fully abstaining during pregnancy and it’s a lot harder this time. Left a DV situation with his older than me father (I’m early 20’s, he’s in his 30’s) and got myself a house finally. I thought I could handle another pregnancy but I can’t. I don’t know what to expect, I’m having a surgical abortion. I’m just heartbroken y’all. I know it’s the right decision but damn it hurts.
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2024.05.06 01:24 xtremexavier15 TMA 4
Killer Grips: Anne Maria, Brick, Jasmine, Justin, Millie, Trent
Screaming Gaffers: Chase, MK, Ripper, Scott, Sky
Episode 4: Beach Blanket Bogus
A grandiose tune played as a large red 'TDA' flew in from the foreground as the narration began, coming to a rest in front of a backdrop of a starry sky; a meteor shot across behind the 'D'. "Last time, on Total Drama Action!" The typical recap song began as the scene cut to Chris McLean standing by the numbered studios. "He was a boy," a picture of Trent smiling slid on to the left side of the screen, "she was a girl," a similar gesture was followed by a picture of Sky smiling sliding in on the right before they both disappeared and the host continued, "and last week on Total Drama Action, a shocking team redistribution pitted them against one another."
“Our heroine made a fundamental romantic comedy error. Picking Chase first and leaving her boyfriend Trent feeling kinda ouchie. Meanwhile, two men made an illegal alliance. And Justin's mad thespian skills trumped Izzy's... well, madness.”
“It was all too much for Chef's tender heart, and Izzy, uh, Kaleidoscope, was clearly a bit too nutso. Even for this show.”
"What will happen to Sky and Trent's barely-there relationship? How will MK and Scott's newfound alliance fare? Will my non-fat vanilla soy latte ever get here? All the answers, uh, answer, right now! In another tear-jerking episode of, Total! Drama! Action!"
(Theme Song)
The episode opened on a shot of Chef stirring a pot with a scowl on his face, then serving up a scoop of whatever brown mush he'd made to MK. "No wonder models are so thin," she mumbled to herself.
"Ma's cooking is better compared to this," Scott said over her shoulder. “Her goat butter is to die for.”
"If it made you the slob that you tend to be, I'll pass on that," MK said before moving over to her team's table, to which she saw Ripper sculpting Izzy's face out of his own mush. “What the heck are you doing, Ripper?!” she asked in bewilderment.
“I'm making my breakfast into the head of Izzy, brain girl,” Ripper replied. “What else?”
“But why?” MK asked.
“She may be gone, and she may have been grating for the past few days with her E-Scope schtick, but I want to make sure that I'll remember her even when she's far away from here,” Ripper replied. “You're not gonna see my cry like a baby over her.”
Confessional: MK
“Ripper's crush on Izzy is something that's not going to interest me, but there is a relationship that's about to be on rocky terms,” MK confessed deviously.
Confessional Ends
Brick and Jasmine were shown eating together at their table. “I never got to perform my juggling talent for the first season's talent show, but I did win a medal for it at my school's talent show a few years back,” Jasmine conversed.
“That's amazing, ma'am,” Brick said, impressed. “I've also won medals like you back in cadets. I took the teamwork medal three years running! Also, the bed-making medal, the "flag-folding" medal, and the letters-home-to-mom medal,” he chuckled. “I always win that one.”
“I like how we're both so talented in our endeavors and yet we don't have snakes bitten into our heads about them,” Jasmine said.
“I prefer to go the humble route,” Brick responded. “Honor is more important than pride.”
Trent was sprinkling salt onto his eggs when the top suddenly fell off, dumping all of the salt all over his breakfast. He then heard laughter behind him, and he turned around to find Chase as the source of it.
"Sorry! I set that up for anybody, not just you, to use it!" Chase called out.
"Chase, that's my boyfriend," Sky reprimanded her teammate, causing him to feel a bit of guilt.
"Don't you know it's bad luck to spill salt?" Trent started picking salt off of his plate and tossed them behind him. The salt hit Scott in the face, making the farmer stand up and scream in pain.
"Nothing a little pepper won't fix," Trent began sprinkling pepper onto his eggs when all its contents fell onto his eggs. Trent repeated the process of picking the seasoning off his plate and tossing them back. And like before, they nailed Scott square in the face. Unlike the first time, the pepper caused him to sneeze uncontrollably, and he ran about screaming and sneezing.
“That was so hilarious!” Chase laughed and made his way over to Trent. “Are you still going to finish your eggs?”
"Given that they've been ruined, I'm gonna say no," Trent answered and slid the plate away from him.
Sky soon came over with a new plate of eggs. “Sorry about what Chase did to you, Trent,” she said while placing the plate in front of him. “I got this just for you.”
Trent smiled at the new plate of eggs. “How lucky am I to have a girlfriend like you in my life?” he asked with a side hug towards Sky.
“Just as much as me,” Sky smiled.
“Sorry about messing with your breakfast like that,” Chase apologized. “I just wanted to pull off my first prank on this film lot.”
“All is forgiven, man,” Trent told him.
Chase smiled, but was then startled when a piercing whistle was blown nearby.
A surf pop tune began in the background as Chris entered the craft services tent wearing a pair of sunglasses and holding a whistle. "Hang on to your coconuts, players," he told them, the camera cutting back to show him carrying a red-and-gold surfboard under his right arm. "We're going back to the beach!"
“Now you're cookin’!" Anne Maria cheered.
"Ever seen one of those 1950s surfer movies where the kids get up to neato fun before the big bonfire twist-a-thon, and the bully kicks the sand castle in the nerdy guy's face?" Chris asked. Brick, who was now standing next to the counter, shrugged, Jasmine raised an eyebrow, MK nodded, Scott sneezed, and Trent and Sky were confused.
“Um, we haven't seen any of them at all,” Millie said.
“How old do you think we are?” Justin asked boredly.
"Well, get ready to recreate one, juniors!” Chris carried on. “Two challenges, followed by a tiebreaker, if necessary. So, grab your swimsuits!" He turned and left, the contestants following suit.
Brick was about to leave until he was pulled back by Chef. "If the sand castle thing goes down, make sure you're the kicker, not the kickee. You and I are a team, and we don't want you to be a wimp, right?" The army boy nodded in agreement.
Unbeknownst to them, the scene cut to the left to reveal that Justin had been overseeing them from behind the entrance with an intrigued look on his face.
The footage flashed forward, and a frigid wind blew across a few icy stage lights. The camera panned down to the contestants standing in their swimsuits and shivering in the cold. "Is Antarctica supposed to have a beach?" Anne Maria asked, her teeth chattering together.
"As some of you can see," Chris said, dressed in thick white parka and snow goggles, "we're actually in the shooting studio." The camera pulled out to show an icicle-rimmed pool dominating the area behind the cast; it was flanked by film equipment on most sides and a pair of giant fans on the right. A surfboard had been attached to a stand on the back rim, and was positioned to be in front of a green screen. To the right in the foreground, Chef stood by what looked like a control panel, a green scarf wrapped around his neck.
"And why is the AC cranked?" Ripper asked.
"All the cameras and lights get so hot," Chris explained, "they could melt Chef's heart." The hulking man gave the single most disturbing 'cheerful' grin and wave that had ever been shown. "And the network told my agent sweaty wasn't a good look for me," the host added, briefly fanning himself.
"Your first challenge?" he said, looking up at the surfboard. "Hang ten this deck into the big blue without swallowing tail in the soup."
"Could you repeat that?" Millie asked in confusion. “Those weren't even words.”
“He means whoever stays on the surfboard longest, wins,” Trent said.
"Exactamundo, groovy cats!" Chris told them. "So? Who's goin' first?" MK and Scott looked at each other, Jasmine tried to adjust her hat while she shivered, Brick looked everywhere but at the host, and finally a cricket chirped from on top a light. A gust of frigid wind froze it solid, and its hind legs snapped off. "The team that wins will get a half-hour head start on the next challenge," the host explained, "aaand given tonight's reward, you should be fighting harder than Justin's abs over who gets first shot."
"I know my abs are better," Scott gloated to MK, who rolled her eyes. "I have a stone hard ten pack while Justin's are like butter."
As Scott tried to show them off, the camera panned to Ripper behind the pair looking annoyed. He smirked mischievously and gave the redheaded boy a light shove with his hand and he stumbled forward a couple steps. MK looked at Ripper, who shrugged innocently. "Sorry," he said unapologetically. "I slipped."
"We have a volunteer!" Chris said now that Scott had inadvertently stepped forward.
“I didn't volunteer on purpose,” Scott glared over his shoulder, “but fine.”
The surf rock tune briefly played again as Scott was shown stepping onto the surfboard. "This surfboard better be sturdy!" he said as he made a proper surfing position.
"And, please welcome the return of some season one fan-favorites," Chris announced from behind the pool, "the sharks!"
Immediately, one of the giant freshwater man-eating sharks jumped out and snapped its teeth at Scott. He squeaked and flinched away, and Chris was shown cringing.
Confessional: Scott
"Pigs are my favorite animals, but I should let you know that sharks are NOTHING like pigs," Scott told the confessional camera. "They're bloodthirsty and do not play nice! The only reason I'm not frightened to be around them is because they haven't attempted to maul me to the point of trauma!"
Confessional Ends
The footage cut back to show Scott now clinging from one of the supports for the lights hanging above the pool. The shark leaped up again and snapped its jaws in another attempt to grab him, but fell back down with a splash, unsuccessful. "Me and my abs are out!" he declared.
“Your abs have an opinion? Seriously!?” Sky asked.
"How did you even manage to jump that high?" MK commented with disbelief.
"Hey!" Scott said in offense. "I am not letting myself get swallowed by a shark! Me and my family lost my great aunt Iris that way!"
"I'd believe you if you weren't such a big liar on a daily basis!" Ripper called up to him.
"Hey sharks, check it out!" Scott called out, pointing away from the water tank. "There's a plate of bacon over there!"
Everyone looked to see Brick eating bacon off a plate he carried with him. “I had some breakfast left over,” the cadet admitted.
The sharks emerged from the water begging for the food, and this gave Scott the opportunity to drop down. Unfortunately, he slammed on the plank back first.
"Ooh, way to stick the dismount, bro," Chris chuckled, Chase and MK also chuckling as well while Sky smiled in amusement.
The camera panned over to Trent sighing at the sight of Chase and Sky, causing Millie to take notice. “Is something the matter?” she asked in concern.
“Nothing! It's nothing!” Trent quickly denied.
“Oh, okay then,” Millie said unconvinced.
Unbeknownst to them, Justin had overheard their conversation with a grin.
Confessional: Justin
“That was strange of Trent,” Justin admitted, “but his attitude is something worth investigating.”
Confessional: Millie
“I know Trent's upset about Sky and Chase being together, but I don't think he should be,” Millie told the camera. “Everyone's free to be friends with whoever they want to.”
Confessionals End
The surf tune began again as Brick stepped onto the board. He wobbled a bit as he tried to find his balance until a shark jumped out of the water and bit off his swim shorts; he quickly covered his pixelated groin with his hands and jumped down, an expression of fear and embarrassment on his face.
"The body's a beautiful thing," Chef called out as Brick ran past him. "You don't need a suit!"
Sky was the next to take her turn as the sunset flickered back on to the green screen behind her. She managed to find her balance on the rocking board, but this changed when Chris pushed a button on the control panel and changed the background into a tornado-struck farm. Chef grinned and plugged in the giant fans, which immediately got up to top speed. Soon, a powerful wind was sweeping past Sky from behind, and not long after, the petite gymnast was blown off the surfboard, hitting the backdrop with a splat.
Next was Ripper, who quickly jumped onto the middle of the surfboard from the small platform at the edge of the pool. However, his hard landing caused the board to crack, and it eventually collapsed beneath him and dropped him into the pool.
“What the heck even was that?!” Ripper complained in outrage that turned into shock when he saw the pair of sharks leering at him, but he managed to quickly grab the pieces of the surfboard that had fallen in with him and throw them onto the sharks' mouths, wedging them open.
“Later, fangs!” Ripper taunted before quickly scrambling over the lip of the pool and dropping back to the ground on his back.
Chris stepped in front of the camera and blew a whistle. "Break time!" he announced. "Union rules!"
"Is this really happening?!" Millie piped up in the background.
"I don't mean you, shark bait!" Chris told him.
A classical British tune began as the footage skipped forward. The camera was focused on one of the sharks, now sitting in a chair with a pink towel on its head, sipping a cup of tea. The shot zoomed out to show the other shark sitting nearby, accepting a piece of food from a platter that Chef was holding out. The camera panned up to the fixed surfboard, where Jasmine was already in position.
"No sharks to hinder me?" Jasmine said confidently. "Way too easy!" The surf music began again as the Outback girl started her turn on the swaying board, but it quickly ended as Jasmine noticed something nearby.
A deeper, more ominous tune played as the camera panned up a minigun turret. When it reached the top, a cartridge of rather bewildered-looking seagulls was fitted into the top of the gun; Chris' gloved hand cocked it, and started the barrel spinning. "I love this game!" he exclaimed before opening fire.
Jasmine dodged most of the seagull barrage, but one of the birds knocked her hat into the water. “My hat!” she gasped as she looked down, and two more shots to her stomach and legs caused her to lose her balance and tumble into the water.
"Good luck with with those gulls!" Jasmine told Anne Maria after the scene cut to the latter stepping forward. "They're a handful."
"You don't have to tell me twice!" Anne Maria told her, looking at the pair of dorsal fins sticking out of the water as the sharks swam around, then climbed the ladder on the side of the pool. "Those gulls better not touch my hair!" she shouted once she'd gotten on to the surfboard.
"No promises," Chris chuckled to himself as he loaded another seagull cartridge onto the gun. He opened fire, and the tanned girl managed to dodge everything that was shot at her.
Confessional: Brick
"For all of Anne Maria's vanity," Brick told the make-up trailer camera, "she's definitely got a winning edge!"
Confessional Ends
Chris frowned in panic. He looked at his gun, which was low on ammunition, to the equipment sitting behind him, and the camera cut back to Anne Maria just before a director's chair was thrown at her.
"Are you serious, McLean?!" she shouted angrily before promptly getting shot in the face with another seagull, losing her balance and falling into the pool.
One of the sharks immediately lunged at Anne Maria, but she just scowled and swung her fist at its nose, then swam away while it rubbed the injured area.
Confessional: Anne Maria
"They say that animal cruelty is wrong," Anne Maria said in the confessional, "but when the humans are being harmed by them, human cruelty is not against the law."
Confessional Ends
"Finally, we have Chase!" Chris announced as the daredevil steadied himself on the surfboard, adding "Try not to get your hair wet," as he took aim with the fully-loaded gull gun. Chase rolled his eyes and Chris began to fire, but the contestant dodged the birds easily, even jumping up and somersaulting in the air.
His gun now completely out of ammunition, the host looked behind him for something else once again. The camera briefly cut back to Chase as he dodged a light that was thrown at him, then showed Chris as he frantically looked for something else. The camera panned to the left, showing the Killer Grips watching their opposition, with Anne Maria standing closest to the host. He grinned darkly, and she noticed and scowled. “Don't even try it, Chris!” she snarled and handed him her cans of hairspray.
The camera cut back to Chase as his eyes went wide. "Seriously?!" he exclaimed as the cans of hairspray were hurled at him. He swiftly ducked, and the cans hit the set.
"And with that," Chris announced as a triumphant tune began to play, "Chase secures victory for the Screaming Gaffers."
“Cool!" Chase said, jumping down from the surfboard. He walked back over to his cheering team, and after sharing a combination of a fist bump and a high-five, he and Sky gave each other a friendly hug.
“I won't lie. Sky's team is unstoppable!” Millie commented as she and her team oversaw the Gaffers cheering.
“Try unstable!” Trent added in with jealousy. “A ticking time bomb of betrayal. We have to stop them for sure.”
Confessional: Justin
“Now I see the problem with Trent,” Justin confessed. “He's suffering from jealousy issues, and if I want to establish how big of a threat I can be this season, I'll have to increase those issues to a boiling point and set him up for elimination if we lose.”
Confessional Ends
“Don't sweat it,” Jasmine told her team's leader. “If we're lucky, we can win the second part of the challenge and the tiebreaker after.”
“Lucky…” Trent mumbled to himself before a idea sparked up. “I think I may know how we could win.”
"If you at home like disasters," Chris suddenly leaned into the shot to announce, "you'll love what's coming up next!"
"I'm telling you, my plan is foolproof," Trent told the host.
"We'll see about that," Chris replied teasingly.
(Commercial Break)
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Screaming Gaffers: Chase, MK, Ripper, Scott, Sky
Episode 4: Beach Blanket Bogus
A grandiose tune played as a large red 'TDA' flew in from the foreground as the narration began, coming to a rest in front of a backdrop of a starry sky; a meteor shot across behind the 'D'. "Last time, on Total Drama Action!" The typical recap song began as the scene cut to Chris McLean standing by the numbered studios. "He was a boy," a picture of Trent smiling slid on to the left side of the screen, "she was a girl," a similar gesture was followed by a picture of Sky smiling sliding in on the right before they both disappeared and the host continued, "and last week on Total Drama Action, a shocking team redistribution pitted them against one another."
“Our heroine made a fundamental romantic comedy error. Picking Chase first and leaving her boyfriend Trent feeling kinda ouchie. Meanwhile, two men made an illegal alliance. And Justin's mad thespian skills trumped Izzy's... well, madness.”
“It was all too much for Chef's tender heart, and Izzy, uh, Kaleidoscope, was clearly a bit too nutso. Even for this show.”
"What will happen to Sky and Trent's barely-there relationship? How will MK and Scott's newfound alliance fare? Will my non-fat vanilla soy latte ever get here? All the answers, uh, answer, right now! In another tear-jerking episode of, Total! Drama! Action!"
(Theme Song)
The episode opened on a shot of Chef stirring a pot with a scowl on his face, then serving up a scoop of whatever brown mush he'd made to MK. "No wonder models are so thin," she mumbled to herself.
"Ma's cooking is better compared to this," Scott said over her shoulder. “Her goat butter is to die for.”
"If it made you the slob that you tend to be, I'll pass on that," MK said before moving over to her team's table, to which she saw Ripper sculpting Izzy's face out of his own mush. “What the heck are you doing, Ripper?!” she asked in bewilderment.
“I'm making my breakfast into the head of Izzy, brain girl,” Ripper replied. “What else?”
“But why?” MK asked.
“She may be gone, and she may have been grating for the past few days with her E-Scope schtick, but I want to make sure that I'll remember her even when she's far away from here,” Ripper replied. “You're not gonna see my cry like a baby over her.”
Confessional: MK
“Ripper's crush on Izzy is something that's not going to interest me, but there is a relationship that's about to be on rocky terms,” MK confessed deviously.
Confessional Ends
Brick and Jasmine were shown eating together at their table. “I never got to perform my juggling talent for the first season's talent show, but I did win a medal for it at my school's talent show a few years back,” Jasmine conversed.
“That's amazing, ma'am,” Brick said, impressed. “I've also won medals like you back in cadets. I took the teamwork medal three years running! Also, the bed-making medal, the "flag-folding" medal, and the letters-home-to-mom medal,” he chuckled. “I always win that one.”
“I like how we're both so talented in our endeavors and yet we don't have snakes bitten into our heads about them,” Jasmine said.
“I prefer to go the humble route,” Brick responded. “Honor is more important than pride.”
Trent was sprinkling salt onto his eggs when the top suddenly fell off, dumping all of the salt all over his breakfast. He then heard laughter behind him, and he turned around to find Chase as the source of it.
"Sorry! I set that up for anybody, not just you, to use it!" Chase called out.
"Chase, that's my boyfriend," Sky reprimanded her teammate, causing him to feel a bit of guilt.
"Don't you know it's bad luck to spill salt?" Trent started picking salt off of his plate and tossed them behind him. The salt hit Scott in the face, making the farmer stand up and scream in pain.
"Nothing a little pepper won't fix," Trent began sprinkling pepper onto his eggs when all its contents fell onto his eggs. Trent repeated the process of picking the seasoning off his plate and tossing them back. And like before, they nailed Scott square in the face. Unlike the first time, the pepper caused him to sneeze uncontrollably, and he ran about screaming and sneezing.
“That was so hilarious!” Chase laughed and made his way over to Trent. “Are you still going to finish your eggs?”
"Given that they've been ruined, I'm gonna say no," Trent answered and slid the plate away from him.
Sky soon came over with a new plate of eggs. “Sorry about what Chase did to you, Trent,” she said while placing the plate in front of him. “I got this just for you.”
Trent smiled at the new plate of eggs. “How lucky am I to have a girlfriend like you in my life?” he asked with a side hug towards Sky.
“Just as much as me,” Sky smiled.
“Sorry about messing with your breakfast like that,” Chase apologized. “I just wanted to pull off my first prank on this film lot.”
“All is forgiven, man,” Trent told him.
Chase smiled, but was then startled when a piercing whistle was blown nearby.
A surf pop tune began in the background as Chris entered the craft services tent wearing a pair of sunglasses and holding a whistle. "Hang on to your coconuts, players," he told them, the camera cutting back to show him carrying a red-and-gold surfboard under his right arm. "We're going back to the beach!"
“Now you're cookin’!" Anne Maria cheered.
"Ever seen one of those 1950s surfer movies where the kids get up to neato fun before the big bonfire twist-a-thon, and the bully kicks the sand castle in the nerdy guy's face?" Chris asked. Brick, who was now standing next to the counter, shrugged, Jasmine raised an eyebrow, MK nodded, Scott sneezed, and Trent and Sky were confused.
“Um, we haven't seen any of them at all,” Millie said.
“How old do you think we are?” Justin asked boredly.
"Well, get ready to recreate one, juniors!” Chris carried on. “Two challenges, followed by a tiebreaker, if necessary. So, grab your swimsuits!" He turned and left, the contestants following suit.
Brick was about to leave until he was pulled back by Chef. "If the sand castle thing goes down, make sure you're the kicker, not the kickee. You and I are a team, and we don't want you to be a wimp, right?" The army boy nodded in agreement.
Unbeknownst to them, the scene cut to the left to reveal that Justin had been overseeing them from behind the entrance with an intrigued look on his face.
The footage flashed forward, and a frigid wind blew across a few icy stage lights. The camera panned down to the contestants standing in their swimsuits and shivering in the cold. "Is Antarctica supposed to have a beach?" Anne Maria asked, her teeth chattering together.
"As some of you can see," Chris said, dressed in thick white parka and snow goggles, "we're actually in the shooting studio." The camera pulled out to show an icicle-rimmed pool dominating the area behind the cast; it was flanked by film equipment on most sides and a pair of giant fans on the right. A surfboard had been attached to a stand on the back rim, and was positioned to be in front of a green screen. To the right in the foreground, Chef stood by what looked like a control panel, a green scarf wrapped around his neck.
"And why is the AC cranked?" Ripper asked.
"All the cameras and lights get so hot," Chris explained, "they could melt Chef's heart." The hulking man gave the single most disturbing 'cheerful' grin and wave that had ever been shown. "And the network told my agent sweaty wasn't a good look for me," the host added, briefly fanning himself.
"Your first challenge?" he said, looking up at the surfboard. "Hang ten this deck into the big blue without swallowing tail in the soup."
"Could you repeat that?" Millie asked in confusion. “Those weren't even words.”
“He means whoever stays on the surfboard longest, wins,” Trent said.
"Exactamundo, groovy cats!" Chris told them. "So? Who's goin' first?" MK and Scott looked at each other, Jasmine tried to adjust her hat while she shivered, Brick looked everywhere but at the host, and finally a cricket chirped from on top a light. A gust of frigid wind froze it solid, and its hind legs snapped off. "The team that wins will get a half-hour head start on the next challenge," the host explained, "aaand given tonight's reward, you should be fighting harder than Justin's abs over who gets first shot."
"I know my abs are better," Scott gloated to MK, who rolled her eyes. "I have a stone hard ten pack while Justin's are like butter."
As Scott tried to show them off, the camera panned to Ripper behind the pair looking annoyed. He smirked mischievously and gave the redheaded boy a light shove with his hand and he stumbled forward a couple steps. MK looked at Ripper, who shrugged innocently. "Sorry," he said unapologetically. "I slipped."
"We have a volunteer!" Chris said now that Scott had inadvertently stepped forward.
“I didn't volunteer on purpose,” Scott glared over his shoulder, “but fine.”
The surf rock tune briefly played again as Scott was shown stepping onto the surfboard. "This surfboard better be sturdy!" he said as he made a proper surfing position.
"And, please welcome the return of some season one fan-favorites," Chris announced from behind the pool, "the sharks!"
Immediately, one of the giant freshwater man-eating sharks jumped out and snapped its teeth at Scott. He squeaked and flinched away, and Chris was shown cringing.
Confessional: Scott
"Pigs are my favorite animals, but I should let you know that sharks are NOTHING like pigs," Scott told the confessional camera. "They're bloodthirsty and do not play nice! The only reason I'm not frightened to be around them is because they haven't attempted to maul me to the point of trauma!"
Confessional Ends
The footage cut back to show Scott now clinging from one of the supports for the lights hanging above the pool. The shark leaped up again and snapped its jaws in another attempt to grab him, but fell back down with a splash, unsuccessful. "Me and my abs are out!" he declared.
“Your abs have an opinion? Seriously!?” Sky asked.
"How did you even manage to jump that high?" MK commented with disbelief.
"Hey!" Scott said in offense. "I am not letting myself get swallowed by a shark! Me and my family lost my great aunt Iris that way!"
"I'd believe you if you weren't such a big liar on a daily basis!" Ripper called up to him.
"Hey sharks, check it out!" Scott called out, pointing away from the water tank. "There's a plate of bacon over there!"
Everyone looked to see Brick eating bacon off a plate he carried with him. “I had some breakfast left over,” the cadet admitted.
The sharks emerged from the water begging for the food, and this gave Scott the opportunity to drop down. Unfortunately, he slammed on the plank back first.
"Ooh, way to stick the dismount, bro," Chris chuckled, Chase and MK also chuckling as well while Sky smiled in amusement.
The camera panned over to Trent sighing at the sight of Chase and Sky, causing Millie to take notice. “Is something the matter?” she asked in concern.
“Nothing! It's nothing!” Trent quickly denied.
“Oh, okay then,” Millie said unconvinced.
Unbeknownst to them, Justin had overheard their conversation with a grin.
Confessional: Justin
“That was strange of Trent,” Justin admitted, “but his attitude is something worth investigating.”
Confessional: Millie
“I know Trent's upset about Sky and Chase being together, but I don't think he should be,” Millie told the camera. “Everyone's free to be friends with whoever they want to.”
Confessionals End
The surf tune began again as Brick stepped onto the board. He wobbled a bit as he tried to find his balance until a shark jumped out of the water and bit off his swim shorts; he quickly covered his pixelated groin with his hands and jumped down, an expression of fear and embarrassment on his face.
"The body's a beautiful thing," Chef called out as Brick ran past him. "You don't need a suit!"
Sky was the next to take her turn as the sunset flickered back on to the green screen behind her. She managed to find her balance on the rocking board, but this changed when Chris pushed a button on the control panel and changed the background into a tornado-struck farm. Chef grinned and plugged in the giant fans, which immediately got up to top speed. Soon, a powerful wind was sweeping past Sky from behind, and not long after, the petite gymnast was blown off the surfboard, hitting the backdrop with a splat.
Next was Ripper, who quickly jumped onto the middle of the surfboard from the small platform at the edge of the pool. However, his hard landing caused the board to crack, and it eventually collapsed beneath him and dropped him into the pool.
“What the heck even was that?!” Ripper complained in outrage that turned into shock when he saw the pair of sharks leering at him, but he managed to quickly grab the pieces of the surfboard that had fallen in with him and throw them onto the sharks' mouths, wedging them open.
“Later, fangs!” Ripper taunted before quickly scrambling over the lip of the pool and dropping back to the ground on his back.
Chris stepped in front of the camera and blew a whistle. "Break time!" he announced. "Union rules!"
"Is this really happening?!" Millie piped up in the background.
"I don't mean you, shark bait!" Chris told him.
A classical British tune began as the footage skipped forward. The camera was focused on one of the sharks, now sitting in a chair with a pink towel on its head, sipping a cup of tea. The shot zoomed out to show the other shark sitting nearby, accepting a piece of food from a platter that Chef was holding out. The camera panned up to the fixed surfboard, where Jasmine was already in position.
"No sharks to hinder me?" Jasmine said confidently. "Way too easy!" The surf music began again as the Outback girl started her turn on the swaying board, but it quickly ended as Jasmine noticed something nearby.
A deeper, more ominous tune played as the camera panned up a minigun turret. When it reached the top, a cartridge of rather bewildered-looking seagulls was fitted into the top of the gun; Chris' gloved hand cocked it, and started the barrel spinning. "I love this game!" he exclaimed before opening fire.
Jasmine dodged most of the seagull barrage, but one of the birds knocked her hat into the water. “My hat!” she gasped as she looked down, and two more shots to her stomach and legs caused her to lose her balance and tumble into the water.
"Good luck with with those gulls!" Jasmine told Anne Maria after the scene cut to the latter stepping forward. "They're a handful."
"You don't have to tell me twice!" Anne Maria told her, looking at the pair of dorsal fins sticking out of the water as the sharks swam around, then climbed the ladder on the side of the pool. "Those gulls better not touch my hair!" she shouted once she'd gotten on to the surfboard.
"No promises," Chris chuckled to himself as he loaded another seagull cartridge onto the gun. He opened fire, and the tanned girl managed to dodge everything that was shot at her.
Confessional: Brick
"For all of Anne Maria's vanity," Brick told the make-up trailer camera, "she's definitely got a winning edge!"
Confessional Ends
Chris frowned in panic. He looked at his gun, which was low on ammunition, to the equipment sitting behind him, and the camera cut back to Anne Maria just before a director's chair was thrown at her.
"Are you serious, McLean?!" she shouted angrily before promptly getting shot in the face with another seagull, losing her balance and falling into the pool.
One of the sharks immediately lunged at Anne Maria, but she just scowled and swung her fist at its nose, then swam away while it rubbed the injured area.
Confessional: Anne Maria
"They say that animal cruelty is wrong," Anne Maria said in the confessional, "but when the humans are being harmed by them, human cruelty is not against the law."
Confessional Ends
"Finally, we have Chase!" Chris announced as the daredevil steadied himself on the surfboard, adding "Try not to get your hair wet," as he took aim with the fully-loaded gull gun. Chase rolled his eyes and Chris began to fire, but the contestant dodged the birds easily, even jumping up and somersaulting in the air.
His gun now completely out of ammunition, the host looked behind him for something else once again. The camera briefly cut back to Chase as he dodged a light that was thrown at him, then showed Chris as he frantically looked for something else. The camera panned to the left, showing the Killer Grips watching their opposition, with Anne Maria standing closest to the host. He grinned darkly, and she noticed and scowled. “Don't even try it, Chris!” she snarled and handed him her cans of hairspray.
The camera cut back to Chase as his eyes went wide. "Seriously?!" he exclaimed as the cans of hairspray were hurled at him. He swiftly ducked, and the cans hit the set.
"And with that," Chris announced as a triumphant tune began to play, "Chase secures victory for the Screaming Gaffers."
“Cool!" Chase said, jumping down from the surfboard. He walked back over to his cheering team, and after sharing a combination of a fist bump and a high-five, he and Sky gave each other a friendly hug.
“I won't lie. Sky's team is unstoppable!” Millie commented as she and her team oversaw the Gaffers cheering.
“Try unstable!” Trent added in with jealousy. “A ticking time bomb of betrayal. We have to stop them for sure.”
Confessional: Justin
“Now I see the problem with Trent,” Justin confessed. “He's suffering from jealousy issues, and if I want to establish how big of a threat I can be this season, I'll have to increase those issues to a boiling point and set him up for elimination if we lose.”
Confessional Ends
“Don't sweat it,” Jasmine told her team's leader. “If we're lucky, we can win the second part of the challenge and the tiebreaker after.”
“Lucky…” Trent mumbled to himself before a idea sparked up. “I think I may know how we could win.”
"If you at home like disasters," Chris suddenly leaned into the shot to announce, "you'll love what's coming up next!"
"I'm telling you, my plan is foolproof," Trent told the host.
"We'll see about that," Chris replied teasingly.
(Commercial Break)
2024.05.06 01:19 MidshipEnd Merc Prismatic trial
 | In case anyone is reading this 40 minutes from posting this todays prismatic trial ends, todays was super easy for mercs ethereal achievement, got it in a handful of attempts submitted by MidshipEnd to ror2 [link] [comments] its 2 stages first one wetland aspect all wisps 2nd one siphoned forest all flying pests, but its got artifact of command and sacrifice and a bunch of drones one of which spawns right in front of where you spawn on the 1st stage, 1st drop is green, 2nd one is white, 3rd or 4th one is equipment, so get shurikens and topaz right away and get the achievement for free https://preview.redd.it/gxachvsayoyc1.png?width=2288&format=png&auto=webp&s=0ae088428c48c5bc94373fe604a3caf2d2328794 |
2024.05.06 01:17 AcanthisittaHuge5948 Which one would you guys recommend for bass fishing?
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2024.05.06 01:13 Cherry2Berry Will a free card take the place of my one blood?
I Got a free card that's way better than anything (7 health, 7 damage) So I wanna get rid of my only one blood (stoat). will the no cost card take the place of my one blood? As far as getting in my hand first each round?
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2024.05.06 01:07 AmIStanding Benefits of Split Hem?
 | Hello knitters! I’m knitting a top down, in the round, circular yoke sweater and I’m considering a split hem instead of a traditional hem. I’ve not knit one before and I’m just curious if this is a good idea or not? I’ve got a little extra fabric in the back - like every circular yoke I’ve ever done - would a split hem help or hurt the fit? I was planning on maybe 2” of ribbing and the same length on the front and back. I’m not planning on an overlapping split because I’ve heard that unless the ribbing is long it can flip up. I’m flexible with the details though. Also, my yarn is woolen spun so it super light, if that makes a difference. Thanks for any advice! submitted by AmIStanding to knitting [link] [comments] Enjoy some crappy photos! |
2024.05.06 01:04 Ladyinred47 Raining coffee this morning..
So, as the plane was ascending, coffee started dripping from the ceiling on us, lol apparently someone not sure left their coffee cup in the overhead bin,🙃FA of course couldn't get up because we were taking off, she handed me her sweater and for like 5 minutes I had to hold up to the ceiling.. when she could get up got napkins gave them to us and cleaned up the coffee overhead, she was really sweet kept asking if we were OK and apologizing..also got some skymiles for the inconvenience...lol...first time something like this ever happened to me, normally our flights are uneventful...
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2024.05.06 01:03 Alarmed_Ad4367 Inexpensive and time-saving birthday gift idea
For anyone currently enduring a nonstop stream of kid birthday parties, this is what I came up with to deal with the repeated need to buy birthday gifts.
I found a source of cheap boxes. At the time, it was paper “photo boxes” or “scrapbook boxes” that were on sale at the local craft store. I bought six or ten at a time. Then, I loaded them with rubberbands, paper, glue stick, scissors, ribbon, beads, string — whatever cheap or free stuff I could get my hands on. My goal was to give a kid their own personal stash of project supplies for whatever project they wanted to do.
The boxes didn’t even need to be wrapped! We kept them lined up in the closet like ammunition. No more desperate last-minute shopping! The price per box was half that of a personalised gift, and we heard back from the parents that the kids looooooved the boxes.
Cheers!
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I found a source of cheap boxes. At the time, it was paper “photo boxes” or “scrapbook boxes” that were on sale at the local craft store. I bought six or ten at a time. Then, I loaded them with rubberbands, paper, glue stick, scissors, ribbon, beads, string — whatever cheap or free stuff I could get my hands on. My goal was to give a kid their own personal stash of project supplies for whatever project they wanted to do.
The boxes didn’t even need to be wrapped! We kept them lined up in the closet like ammunition. No more desperate last-minute shopping! The price per box was half that of a personalised gift, and we heard back from the parents that the kids looooooved the boxes.
Cheers!
2024.05.06 01:01 Glass-Attempt2291 [in progress] [4683] [fantasy] Title: Embers of Antesia
First four chapters of the novel I'm working on. keep in mind this draft is very early. Please give any and all criticism and advice you can think of no matter how small. (should also mention that i am dyslexic so i apologies for any spelling or grammar mistakes Grammarly didn't catch) any way, ill stop yapping now, here it is:
CHAPTER ONE The cold winds raged as the small force of a few dozen men traveled north, the snow in front of them illuminated only by the silver glow of the moon. In the lead was a young man on horseback. Barely 19, every other man there was by far his superior in age. Yet he led them, not because of his military record or his skill in battle, but because he had been personally selected to lead this force by their lord, the lord of Diduna, and the young man's father. "Cadam!" a soldier from the back shouted. The young man turned his horse around. "Our scouts have identified the encampment, it was just south of the Bonlin forest," the soldier informed him. "Good, but tell the men we did not step into the forest itself," Cadam replied. "You still believe the stories?" the soldier chuckled. "I would rather be a fool for believing them, than a fool for not," the Soldier stopped chuckling. "Very well, but we should make camp here for the night and move out in the morning," Cadam nodded to him. The men set up near a small rock formation. A group of four men huddled over a small fire they had started. As they huddled, they began to talk about the upcoming attack and about the one who would lead it. "Nineteen!" one man exclaimed. "A nineteen-year-old leading us into battle, the boy is barely out of the womb!" "Has Ganjo lost his mind?" another asked. "I suppose he wants his son to gain experience in battle," one tried to reason. "Well, I would rather not be a pawn in the child's first chess game! The emporer would never have alowed this" as he exclaimed this, the other men noticed a figure looming over them. "Do you wish for every man in all of Antesia to know we were here?" he said as he kicked a thick pile of snow onto the fire, smothering it. "I'm sorry, my lord, we were just cold, that's all," the first man said. "You have hides, if it is too uncomfortable out here, then maybe you should have stayed in the city, I hear there is an opening for a dung shoveler at the stables” one of the men started snickering but stopped immediately upon a glare from his friend. Cadam gave the men one last look before returning to his tent. In the morning, the men packed up camp and began to march north. By midday, they saw something on the horizon. Cadam ordered his men to stop; he took a messenger and approached the encampment himself. As he approached the front gate, he stopped and turned to his messenger. "Approach their encampment and deliver to their leader a challenge to single combat," the messenger nodded and began towards the front of the encampment with his arms raised. A few moments later, the gates opened, and a single person rode out on horseback. The armor they wore was clearly scavenged, what may have once been noble and quality gear was now tattered and worn away by many years and many battles, except for the helmet which was evidently new and of somewhat quality make. It was very similar to Cadam's own helmet, covering most of the head and face. As they approached, Cadam thought something was off about their face, his suspicions were confirmed when the stranger spoke. "You have challenged me to single combat," the stranger said in what was unmistakably the voice of a woman. "No, I challenged the leader of this encampment," Cadam responded. "You are looking at her." "I won't fight a woman." "Okay then, don't" she said as she reached for her belt and threw three knives in Cadam's direction, the first two missed but the third implanted itself in Cadam's thigh. He fell off his horse and clutched the knife. As he tried to pull out the blade, the woman unsheathed her sword and dismounted her horse. Before he had time to remove the knife from his leg, her sword came crashing down towards his head. He managed to roll to the side, narrowly avoiding death. She readied her sword for another strike. He drew his own blade, managing to parry her attack at the last second. With a sweep to the leg, he knocked her to the ground, kicking away her blade and pointing his at her throat. "You cheated" he remarked. "This wasn't one of your fancy duelling lessons. Prince-boy." She said the word "prince" with more disgust than Cadam had ever heard someone say a word. He discarded her weapon and called to one of his men. "Tie her up along with any other prisoners we capture," Then he addressed the rest of his force. "As for the rest of you, you may keep whatever loot you find, Attack!" CHAPTER TWO The men reacted to this command with enthusiasm Cadam had not seen since they departed. The men rushed towards the encampment like a pack of starving wolves who just discovered a wounded deer. Cadam finally removed the knife from his leg and dropped it to the ground. He remounted his horse and hurried to the encampment before his men stole all the action. Being on horseback, catching up with his men proved no difficulty. Cadam charged at the head of his force, stopping at the front gate. a few of the men carried over a rudimentary battering ram made from the trunk of a tree. Cadam dismounts and readies himself for the ensuing battle. The gate crumbles after the fourth hit from the ram, upon its collapse Cadam leads his troops, charging into the enemy line. A battle is a significantly different beast compared to a duel. Cadam had spent most of his days as a child training in the art of the duel with some of the greatest instructors Antesia had to offer, including his father. He was well prepared for nearly any one on one encounter with an enemy, but there was nothing that could prepare him for a real battle, a battle between two groups of men with every intention of tearing one another into pieces and showing no mercy. Cadam was scared. He had spent weeks marching through snow on the way here, and he spent his entire life dreaming of his first battle. Yet, he was scared. Cadam stumbled, falling behind the rest of his men as they charged head first into the enemy. He watched as they furiously battled, the sound of steel clashing was deafening. Cadam knew he couldn't let his men see him like this so he held up his sword and forced his legs to walk him into the fray of conflict. Looking for an opponent he could take by surprise, he saw one of his men on the ground seconds from death as a yellow robe fighter went in for the kill. Cadam rushed the Fighter, plunging his blade deep into the man's side, killing him. He then turned to the soldier who lay on the ground and offered him a hand, it was he then noticed it was one of the men from the campfire a few nights ago. Cadam helped him up and they both returned to battle. Eventually the Yellow robes were defeated, there was only a small number who did not fight to the death and chose to surrender instead. Cadam addressed his men and told them they may take whatever you can find but to leave the prisoners alive. The soldiers reacted very positively to this and ransacked the encampment for anything they could find. Once the pillaging was complete Cadam organised his soldiers and gathered the prisoners who he would bring with him for the return to his fathers city. By the time they were organised and ready to leave, night had crept in so they decided to rest for the night and set out in the morning. Cadam sat around a campfire talking and drinking with the soldiers, the mood was Ecstatic in the wake of their victory. Cadam had finally gained the respect and appreciation of those around him, although he did not feel as though it was earned. Each man was so focused on himself and the battle that none had noticed their leader freeze and fail to exhibit courage and leadership. All they knew was that he led them to success and even saved one of them during the fighting. As if in answer to Cadams thoughts, the very man he had saved during the conflict hurried up to the campfire. But the expression on his face was not one of gratitude but one of great concern. "sir, there's a problem" he stumbled over his words barely managing to get them out of his mouth. Cadam immediately arose from the spot he had been sitting at, discarding his thoughts and resuming the stoicism his men knew him for. "hold on now, what's your name soldier" "N-N-Neeman, sir" "Alright Neeman, now what is the issue?" "My friends i can't find them" "These are the men you were at the campfire with?" Cadam inquired. "yes sir" Cadam let out a sigh and put a hand on Neemans shoulder "Listen, war is dangerous. I'm afraid your frei-" Neeman cut him off before he could finish his sentence "No, they didn't die in the battle, i was with them after" Cadam removed his hand from Neemans shoulder visibly annoyed "You should know better than to interrupt your superior" Cadam said with a disapproving glare" "I'm sorry sir, it's just... I'm very worried. " " Why? how do you know they have not just gone for a piss" Suddenly Neeman diverted his eyes from Cadams, avoiding eye contact as though it were the plague "Because... Because they went into the Bonlin Forest" at the mention of the forest the chatter around the campfire immediately ceased, all eyes now fixed intensively upon Neeman and Cadam. "Follow me" Cadam muttered as he walked away from the prying eyes. Once they were out of earshot Cadam turned to Neeman with a look of anger on his face "Can you fools not follow the single order i give you?" "I-I'm sorry sir i told them not to but-" "When did they leave?" "earlier in the night, only an hour or so ago" "show me where they went" Neeman lead Cadam around the back of the ruined encampment careful to avoid the eyes of any soldiers who may think it a good idea to follow Neeman stopped 30 or so feet from the forest. The pine trees stretched high with leaves like those of daggers settled at the top. This would have given a good view into the forest given the relative lack of foliage in the lower half of the trees but there was an unnatural darkness within the forest, a darkness not even the moon could illuminate. But it was not only Cadams eyes that told him not to go any closer, there was a chill he could feel, radiating from inside the forest. This was not like the chill provided by the snow that covered everything outside the forest. This was not a chill felt on the skin or any other part of the material body. This was a chill felt deep within the soul, a chill that could only have a single source. "you feel it dont you" Neeman said as he turned to Cadam "There is a great evil within this forest" Cadam replied, not looking away from the darkness cloaked in trees. "Your friends are dead" Neeman did not contest this claim for he knew it to be true. Death seeped from every inch of the forest, they both knew instinctively that there was not a single living being past the point where the first trees grew. "I'm sorry Neeman" Cadam said to Neeman as he turned his back on the forest. "We should head back to camp, we have a long journey to start in the morning" Neeman replied. As they walked back towards their camp Cadam had a deep uncomfortable feeling in his gut. He was being watched. And whatever was watching him, was looking at him from the forest.
Chapter 3 The following morning as everyone was packing up getting ready to leave a soldier came running up to Cadam "Sir, some of the men decided to go for another look around the encampment to see if we missed anything last night, and boy did we!" Cadam had hardly slept last night due to his thoughts resting on his performance in the battle from the previous day and the forest. Due to his tiredness Cadam was not in the mood for any nonsense "just throw whatever you found in with the rest of the stuff and have someone carry it" "you misunderstand me sir, that won't work" and why not?" Cadam asked this with a tone suggesting annoyance, the soldier either did not notice or did not care about Cadams mood for he continued in the same upbeat tone "follow me sir, this isn't something i can carry and present you with!" reluctantly Cadam followed the soldier and to his surprise he did not see some piece of armour or a valuable relic, instead a wagon sat in front of him. "how did you guys miss this when searching the place last night?". The soldier made a drinking motion. "alright then, get two horses and throw some of the loot in the back" "what about the prisoners?" Cadam had completely forgotten about the prisoners taken during the battle. "how many are there?" Cadam asked "ten, eleven including their leader you defeated" the soldier replied "alright, spread the prisoners out so they cannot conspire amongst themselves, put their lead in the wagon and make sure her hands are bound securely. She strikes me as someone i will need to keep an eye on" the soldier nodded and left to complete this task. It would take a few hours for the group to be packed and ready to go, with Cadam sitting in the wagon that also contained a majority of the loot and the yellow robes leader, as ordered her hands were bound very securely to prevent any stealing or escape attempt. Cadam climbed aboard the wagon once they were ready to depart "Follow the Nahilri minor downstream until we meet with the main river" he commanded. As they started to move, Cadam turned around to face the woman in the back of the wagon, his face adorned with a confident smirk "you nearly killed me, feel like i should know your name" he asked. "Nima" she responded without looking at him. "Well Nima, how is it that a woman becomes the leader of a yellow robe encampment?" she scoffed at Cadam before answering him "i earned my position, i didn't get it handed to me by way of my birth. bastards like you are what's wrong with Antesia, and what we are fighting to fix" The accusation of nepotism visibly shocked and offended Cadam. His smirk immediately faded to be replaced with a cold stare as it took all Cadams composure to conceal his anger at her remarks. He turned away from her and focused instead on the roads ahead of them Now it was Nima's turn to smirk They wouldn't speak again until night fell and they had to stop for rest. Neeman volunteered to take first guard of the prisoners but Cadam dismissed him "you should get some rest Neeman, I'll guard them" Knowing better than to argue, Neeman relented and went to bed. Cadam sat next to Nima "You know, the world isn't as black and white as you think" "Oh please, enlighten me" she said sarcastically "My father wants to better Antesia as well, just like you do" "And I suppose that requires him to control it as well?" Cadam did not answer, she continued "What is it YOU fight for? Do you want to conquer Antesia for your father? Do you fight to install your family on the imperial throne? You lead an attack on our encampment but do you even know who you fight?" Cadam looked away from her, unsure how to answer "I-I- I don't know" Nima was surprised by this answer, she expected him to act defensively and combat her claims "Well, I hope you figure it out. She turned to look him in the eye "And I hope you figure it out soon, before all of Antesia in engulfed in flames" Once again Cadam had no answer, they sat there in silence for a few minutes before Cadam regained his composure and his display of confidence. "you asked me why I fight, why is it you fight?" "I wasn't born in a castle, or a palace" she chuckled "Or even a damn shack. I was born in the middle of nowhere, born to parents who died soon after my birth. The emperor never cared about people like me, we were not important enough. Just irrelevant peasants who were never worth a second thought. When he died and the yellow robes were created it was my chance to do something about it, to help people and to be more than a worthless lowborn. I fight to try and make Antesia a better place, one free of out of touch rulers who only rule because of their status. That is why I fight, to do what I can to improve the world, and I would die for my cause. Would you die for yours?" Chapter 4 The small force would be on the road for many days, they followed the Nahilri minor south until it joined with the main river. In total it was a little over a month before they reached their destination, this was due mainly to the weather. You see during winter the northern reaches of Antesia were often hit with heavy snow and sometimes blizzard-like conditions. This winter was no different, despite the winter season nearing its end and the dawn of spring the snow would not let up for several weeks to come. This meant that for most of the journey, all that they could see was an endless sea of white. So it was a great relief when they finally saw it. At first, they only saw a bright light shining over the horizon, and as they drew closer the small light morphed into what seemed like a bright ball of glowing radiance illuminating the night sky, Diduna. After so long on the road Cadam was relieved to finally see his father's capital. "When you see the city you'll change your mind about wanting to lead an encampment in the middle of nowhere" he said to Nima "I'm a prisoner, not a guest" After having spent so long travelling together Cadam had almost forgotten the reason he even left the city. "Don't worry I'll put in a good word for you, I know the guy who runs this place. You'll get out in a month or two" for what may have been the first time since they met Nima smiled. "Alright then, you better give me the grand tour" Their conversation was cut short as they reached the front gate. There stood two men guarding either side of the entrance. Both were significantly better equipped than any of Cadams men. They wore silver plate mail with a crest engraved into the chest piece, it depicted a snake and wolf fighting with an eagle swooping from above. At first, Cadam had not noticed him but next to one of the men stood an old man, he was dressed in fine silk robes and had a long white smooth beard. "you have returned," the man said addressing Cadam "Yes, Father I succeeded in the mission you gave me" When Cadam said this his manner changed instantly, he spoke not like he was addressing a friend or relative but like he was addressing his superior, his face became cold and emotionless and his tone completely neutral. "Good, these men will take the loot and prisoners into the city, come with me" Cadam immediately dismounted the wagon and followed his father inside the city "you did well son. I have arranged to throw a feast in honour of our victory, hopefully, the first of many" Ganjo led Cadam into the great hall. Its roof climbed high into the sky and its walls stretched as far as the eye could see, the ceiling was held up with eight great arches on either side of the hall. Massive tables adorned the floors nearly as long as the hall itself. It appears that nobody thought to wait for Cadams arrival before starting the celebration being held in his honour. "Enjoy yourself Cadam" Before Cadam could turn around to answer, Ganjo had already left. Cadam took a seat at one of the tables but before he could grab anything to eat, he felt the bench he sat on sink, to his right now sat a massive man, in both height and width. The man was nearly a foot taller than Cadam, he had long orange hair and a massive bushy beard to match. And unsurprisingly to Cadam, he had a leg of meat in either hand. "Good to have ya back, and even better they're are throwing you this feast!" The man said addressing Cadam "It's been a while, how have you been Grassio?" "Been pretty boring with you off doing whatever it was you were doing, the others aren't half as much fun" "where are they?" Cadam asked "uuuuhhhhhhhh" Grassio said as he surveyed the hall "ah!" he said as he raised his hand in a beckoning motion "over here, found 'im" As Grassio said this two others took notice and began towards them A man with short dirty blond hair sat to Cadams left, and a woman wearing a dark cloak with equally black hair sat opposite Grassio "Haha, knew it'd take more than a couple of yellow robes to take out the mighty Cadam of Diduna" the man to Cadams joked as he put his hand on Cadams shoulder "Good to see the possibility of war on our doorstep hasn't dampened your mood, ey Bogen" Cadam responded, matching his joking manner "I see Grassio wasted no time stuffing his face." Remarked the woman "Come on, my love! you know the war machine needs its fuel!" Grassio replied through mouthfuls of food She rolled her eyes at him "I see nothing has changed since I left" Cadam laughed "Nah, old Adga here has hardly let me eat a thing!" Grassio said as he finished his second leg "So tell us, lad, how was your little expedition?" asked Bogen Cadam spent the next few hours filling them in, on the battle but more importantly his conversations with Nima on the ride back to Diduna. He decided it best to leave out mention of his performance during the battle and of the events around the Bonlin forest. A few hours into the celebration their chatter was interrupted by a soldier approaching Cadam. "Cadam, your father has requested your immediate presence" "Alright, I'll be with him in a min-" the soldier interrupted Cadam before he could finish his sentence "Immediate," He said far more sternly this time Cadam conceded and followed the soldier away from the party "Don't wait for me" Cadam called back to the others at the table "I wouldn't dream of it!" Grassio called back as he bit into another leg of meat The soldier led Cadam out of the feast hall and through the streets of Diduna. The sky was pitch black, there was nobody on the streets and the only sound that could be heard was the faint celebrations from the feast hall. The soldier led Cadam up to the northmost area of Diduna, this is where the richest citizens and most important buildings were located. But all of them were dwarfed by the great palace of Diduna. It Was made of glowing white bricks and was by far the largest building in the city, in both area and height. It had four great spires on each of its corners, these spires each stretched so high into the sky they looked as though they may piece it, but there was one final feature of the palace that dwarfed even these spires. Protruding from the centre of the palace was a single tower, nearly twice the size of the four spires. Apart from the sheer height one of the other noticeable features of the tower was the golden engraving of a tree, the branches of this tree wrapped around the entire tower and upon each branch was a name. This tree showed the line of Didunas ruler from its founder down to Lord Ganjo, and next to Ganjos name, there was a space reserved for Didunas next ruler - Cadam. At the highest reach of the tower, there roared a great flame, this was the flame of Diduna. Its glow burned through the night's blanket illuminating the entire palace. Ganjo stood in front of the palace. "leave us" he commanded the guard The guard did as he was told and left Cadam to talk with his father. Ganjo turned and walked inside the palace, with Cadam following close behind. They walked in silence to the top of the tower, stopping once they stood next to the great flame. Ganjo looked out over Diduna from the tower. Without turning around to face him, Ganjo addressed his son "We live in an incredibly unique time, son. The emperor's death has turned Antesia into a land filled with chaos, but also one ripe with opportunity. This is not the first time an employer has died without an heir, but it is the first in more than a thousand years that there are no living members of the imperial family. My son, we are living in the most pivotal moment of Antesian history since the great catastrophe." He turned to look at Cadam "war is brewing, winter has given reason for peace among the lords but now that spring approaches, every single lord will wish to claim the imperial throne. Do you remeber General Karft? The late emperor's greatest general." "Uh, yeah I think so" Cadam responded "He has taken control of the imperial city and most of the southern lands with it, he has spent the winter fighting back these yellow robe peasants and I suspect he shall soon move to subdue larger targets. You have proven yourself with your recent mission against the Yellow Robe camp north of here, I am going to send you on a diplomatic mission to Lord Mufid at Fort Zamok, you spent a summer there as a child." "yes, I remember," Cadam said accidentally interrupting Ganjo, he was met with a glare before Ganjo returned to speaking. "I will need to you persuade Mufid to join me against Karft, it will be difficult as he prefers to keep to himself, but I trust you will remind him of the urgency of this situation. One final note, the prisoners you captured will be executed tomorrow morning, publicly. It is necessary to remind the public how we deal with rebels" Cadam was taken aback by this news and attempted to argue "But father, are you sure that is best? One of them is a woman, what would people think of you executing a woman" Ganjo raised an eyebrow in response to Cadam's outburst. "Has spending time on the frozen roads made you forget your place boy? My word is final, I thought you knew better than to speak back. Remember to hold your tongue unless you want to end up like these prisoners you love so much" And with that Ganjo left Cadam alone in the tower, to sit with the revelation that by sunrise, Nima's fate would be sealed, and she would be executed. And it was there, for the first time in his life, Cadam decided to disobey his father.
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CHAPTER ONE The cold winds raged as the small force of a few dozen men traveled north, the snow in front of them illuminated only by the silver glow of the moon. In the lead was a young man on horseback. Barely 19, every other man there was by far his superior in age. Yet he led them, not because of his military record or his skill in battle, but because he had been personally selected to lead this force by their lord, the lord of Diduna, and the young man's father. "Cadam!" a soldier from the back shouted. The young man turned his horse around. "Our scouts have identified the encampment, it was just south of the Bonlin forest," the soldier informed him. "Good, but tell the men we did not step into the forest itself," Cadam replied. "You still believe the stories?" the soldier chuckled. "I would rather be a fool for believing them, than a fool for not," the Soldier stopped chuckling. "Very well, but we should make camp here for the night and move out in the morning," Cadam nodded to him. The men set up near a small rock formation. A group of four men huddled over a small fire they had started. As they huddled, they began to talk about the upcoming attack and about the one who would lead it. "Nineteen!" one man exclaimed. "A nineteen-year-old leading us into battle, the boy is barely out of the womb!" "Has Ganjo lost his mind?" another asked. "I suppose he wants his son to gain experience in battle," one tried to reason. "Well, I would rather not be a pawn in the child's first chess game! The emporer would never have alowed this" as he exclaimed this, the other men noticed a figure looming over them. "Do you wish for every man in all of Antesia to know we were here?" he said as he kicked a thick pile of snow onto the fire, smothering it. "I'm sorry, my lord, we were just cold, that's all," the first man said. "You have hides, if it is too uncomfortable out here, then maybe you should have stayed in the city, I hear there is an opening for a dung shoveler at the stables” one of the men started snickering but stopped immediately upon a glare from his friend. Cadam gave the men one last look before returning to his tent. In the morning, the men packed up camp and began to march north. By midday, they saw something on the horizon. Cadam ordered his men to stop; he took a messenger and approached the encampment himself. As he approached the front gate, he stopped and turned to his messenger. "Approach their encampment and deliver to their leader a challenge to single combat," the messenger nodded and began towards the front of the encampment with his arms raised. A few moments later, the gates opened, and a single person rode out on horseback. The armor they wore was clearly scavenged, what may have once been noble and quality gear was now tattered and worn away by many years and many battles, except for the helmet which was evidently new and of somewhat quality make. It was very similar to Cadam's own helmet, covering most of the head and face. As they approached, Cadam thought something was off about their face, his suspicions were confirmed when the stranger spoke. "You have challenged me to single combat," the stranger said in what was unmistakably the voice of a woman. "No, I challenged the leader of this encampment," Cadam responded. "You are looking at her." "I won't fight a woman." "Okay then, don't" she said as she reached for her belt and threw three knives in Cadam's direction, the first two missed but the third implanted itself in Cadam's thigh. He fell off his horse and clutched the knife. As he tried to pull out the blade, the woman unsheathed her sword and dismounted her horse. Before he had time to remove the knife from his leg, her sword came crashing down towards his head. He managed to roll to the side, narrowly avoiding death. She readied her sword for another strike. He drew his own blade, managing to parry her attack at the last second. With a sweep to the leg, he knocked her to the ground, kicking away her blade and pointing his at her throat. "You cheated" he remarked. "This wasn't one of your fancy duelling lessons. Prince-boy." She said the word "prince" with more disgust than Cadam had ever heard someone say a word. He discarded her weapon and called to one of his men. "Tie her up along with any other prisoners we capture," Then he addressed the rest of his force. "As for the rest of you, you may keep whatever loot you find, Attack!" CHAPTER TWO The men reacted to this command with enthusiasm Cadam had not seen since they departed. The men rushed towards the encampment like a pack of starving wolves who just discovered a wounded deer. Cadam finally removed the knife from his leg and dropped it to the ground. He remounted his horse and hurried to the encampment before his men stole all the action. Being on horseback, catching up with his men proved no difficulty. Cadam charged at the head of his force, stopping at the front gate. a few of the men carried over a rudimentary battering ram made from the trunk of a tree. Cadam dismounts and readies himself for the ensuing battle. The gate crumbles after the fourth hit from the ram, upon its collapse Cadam leads his troops, charging into the enemy line. A battle is a significantly different beast compared to a duel. Cadam had spent most of his days as a child training in the art of the duel with some of the greatest instructors Antesia had to offer, including his father. He was well prepared for nearly any one on one encounter with an enemy, but there was nothing that could prepare him for a real battle, a battle between two groups of men with every intention of tearing one another into pieces and showing no mercy. Cadam was scared. He had spent weeks marching through snow on the way here, and he spent his entire life dreaming of his first battle. Yet, he was scared. Cadam stumbled, falling behind the rest of his men as they charged head first into the enemy. He watched as they furiously battled, the sound of steel clashing was deafening. Cadam knew he couldn't let his men see him like this so he held up his sword and forced his legs to walk him into the fray of conflict. Looking for an opponent he could take by surprise, he saw one of his men on the ground seconds from death as a yellow robe fighter went in for the kill. Cadam rushed the Fighter, plunging his blade deep into the man's side, killing him. He then turned to the soldier who lay on the ground and offered him a hand, it was he then noticed it was one of the men from the campfire a few nights ago. Cadam helped him up and they both returned to battle. Eventually the Yellow robes were defeated, there was only a small number who did not fight to the death and chose to surrender instead. Cadam addressed his men and told them they may take whatever you can find but to leave the prisoners alive. The soldiers reacted very positively to this and ransacked the encampment for anything they could find. Once the pillaging was complete Cadam organised his soldiers and gathered the prisoners who he would bring with him for the return to his fathers city. By the time they were organised and ready to leave, night had crept in so they decided to rest for the night and set out in the morning. Cadam sat around a campfire talking and drinking with the soldiers, the mood was Ecstatic in the wake of their victory. Cadam had finally gained the respect and appreciation of those around him, although he did not feel as though it was earned. Each man was so focused on himself and the battle that none had noticed their leader freeze and fail to exhibit courage and leadership. All they knew was that he led them to success and even saved one of them during the fighting. As if in answer to Cadams thoughts, the very man he had saved during the conflict hurried up to the campfire. But the expression on his face was not one of gratitude but one of great concern. "sir, there's a problem" he stumbled over his words barely managing to get them out of his mouth. Cadam immediately arose from the spot he had been sitting at, discarding his thoughts and resuming the stoicism his men knew him for. "hold on now, what's your name soldier" "N-N-Neeman, sir" "Alright Neeman, now what is the issue?" "My friends i can't find them" "These are the men you were at the campfire with?" Cadam inquired. "yes sir" Cadam let out a sigh and put a hand on Neemans shoulder "Listen, war is dangerous. I'm afraid your frei-" Neeman cut him off before he could finish his sentence "No, they didn't die in the battle, i was with them after" Cadam removed his hand from Neemans shoulder visibly annoyed "You should know better than to interrupt your superior" Cadam said with a disapproving glare" "I'm sorry sir, it's just... I'm very worried. " " Why? how do you know they have not just gone for a piss" Suddenly Neeman diverted his eyes from Cadams, avoiding eye contact as though it were the plague "Because... Because they went into the Bonlin Forest" at the mention of the forest the chatter around the campfire immediately ceased, all eyes now fixed intensively upon Neeman and Cadam. "Follow me" Cadam muttered as he walked away from the prying eyes. Once they were out of earshot Cadam turned to Neeman with a look of anger on his face "Can you fools not follow the single order i give you?" "I-I'm sorry sir i told them not to but-" "When did they leave?" "earlier in the night, only an hour or so ago" "show me where they went" Neeman lead Cadam around the back of the ruined encampment careful to avoid the eyes of any soldiers who may think it a good idea to follow Neeman stopped 30 or so feet from the forest. The pine trees stretched high with leaves like those of daggers settled at the top. This would have given a good view into the forest given the relative lack of foliage in the lower half of the trees but there was an unnatural darkness within the forest, a darkness not even the moon could illuminate. But it was not only Cadams eyes that told him not to go any closer, there was a chill he could feel, radiating from inside the forest. This was not like the chill provided by the snow that covered everything outside the forest. This was not a chill felt on the skin or any other part of the material body. This was a chill felt deep within the soul, a chill that could only have a single source. "you feel it dont you" Neeman said as he turned to Cadam "There is a great evil within this forest" Cadam replied, not looking away from the darkness cloaked in trees. "Your friends are dead" Neeman did not contest this claim for he knew it to be true. Death seeped from every inch of the forest, they both knew instinctively that there was not a single living being past the point where the first trees grew. "I'm sorry Neeman" Cadam said to Neeman as he turned his back on the forest. "We should head back to camp, we have a long journey to start in the morning" Neeman replied. As they walked back towards their camp Cadam had a deep uncomfortable feeling in his gut. He was being watched. And whatever was watching him, was looking at him from the forest.
Chapter 3 The following morning as everyone was packing up getting ready to leave a soldier came running up to Cadam "Sir, some of the men decided to go for another look around the encampment to see if we missed anything last night, and boy did we!" Cadam had hardly slept last night due to his thoughts resting on his performance in the battle from the previous day and the forest. Due to his tiredness Cadam was not in the mood for any nonsense "just throw whatever you found in with the rest of the stuff and have someone carry it" "you misunderstand me sir, that won't work" and why not?" Cadam asked this with a tone suggesting annoyance, the soldier either did not notice or did not care about Cadams mood for he continued in the same upbeat tone "follow me sir, this isn't something i can carry and present you with!" reluctantly Cadam followed the soldier and to his surprise he did not see some piece of armour or a valuable relic, instead a wagon sat in front of him. "how did you guys miss this when searching the place last night?". The soldier made a drinking motion. "alright then, get two horses and throw some of the loot in the back" "what about the prisoners?" Cadam had completely forgotten about the prisoners taken during the battle. "how many are there?" Cadam asked "ten, eleven including their leader you defeated" the soldier replied "alright, spread the prisoners out so they cannot conspire amongst themselves, put their lead in the wagon and make sure her hands are bound securely. She strikes me as someone i will need to keep an eye on" the soldier nodded and left to complete this task. It would take a few hours for the group to be packed and ready to go, with Cadam sitting in the wagon that also contained a majority of the loot and the yellow robes leader, as ordered her hands were bound very securely to prevent any stealing or escape attempt. Cadam climbed aboard the wagon once they were ready to depart "Follow the Nahilri minor downstream until we meet with the main river" he commanded. As they started to move, Cadam turned around to face the woman in the back of the wagon, his face adorned with a confident smirk "you nearly killed me, feel like i should know your name" he asked. "Nima" she responded without looking at him. "Well Nima, how is it that a woman becomes the leader of a yellow robe encampment?" she scoffed at Cadam before answering him "i earned my position, i didn't get it handed to me by way of my birth. bastards like you are what's wrong with Antesia, and what we are fighting to fix" The accusation of nepotism visibly shocked and offended Cadam. His smirk immediately faded to be replaced with a cold stare as it took all Cadams composure to conceal his anger at her remarks. He turned away from her and focused instead on the roads ahead of them Now it was Nima's turn to smirk They wouldn't speak again until night fell and they had to stop for rest. Neeman volunteered to take first guard of the prisoners but Cadam dismissed him "you should get some rest Neeman, I'll guard them" Knowing better than to argue, Neeman relented and went to bed. Cadam sat next to Nima "You know, the world isn't as black and white as you think" "Oh please, enlighten me" she said sarcastically "My father wants to better Antesia as well, just like you do" "And I suppose that requires him to control it as well?" Cadam did not answer, she continued "What is it YOU fight for? Do you want to conquer Antesia for your father? Do you fight to install your family on the imperial throne? You lead an attack on our encampment but do you even know who you fight?" Cadam looked away from her, unsure how to answer "I-I- I don't know" Nima was surprised by this answer, she expected him to act defensively and combat her claims "Well, I hope you figure it out. She turned to look him in the eye "And I hope you figure it out soon, before all of Antesia in engulfed in flames" Once again Cadam had no answer, they sat there in silence for a few minutes before Cadam regained his composure and his display of confidence. "you asked me why I fight, why is it you fight?" "I wasn't born in a castle, or a palace" she chuckled "Or even a damn shack. I was born in the middle of nowhere, born to parents who died soon after my birth. The emperor never cared about people like me, we were not important enough. Just irrelevant peasants who were never worth a second thought. When he died and the yellow robes were created it was my chance to do something about it, to help people and to be more than a worthless lowborn. I fight to try and make Antesia a better place, one free of out of touch rulers who only rule because of their status. That is why I fight, to do what I can to improve the world, and I would die for my cause. Would you die for yours?" Chapter 4 The small force would be on the road for many days, they followed the Nahilri minor south until it joined with the main river. In total it was a little over a month before they reached their destination, this was due mainly to the weather. You see during winter the northern reaches of Antesia were often hit with heavy snow and sometimes blizzard-like conditions. This winter was no different, despite the winter season nearing its end and the dawn of spring the snow would not let up for several weeks to come. This meant that for most of the journey, all that they could see was an endless sea of white. So it was a great relief when they finally saw it. At first, they only saw a bright light shining over the horizon, and as they drew closer the small light morphed into what seemed like a bright ball of glowing radiance illuminating the night sky, Diduna. After so long on the road Cadam was relieved to finally see his father's capital. "When you see the city you'll change your mind about wanting to lead an encampment in the middle of nowhere" he said to Nima "I'm a prisoner, not a guest" After having spent so long travelling together Cadam had almost forgotten the reason he even left the city. "Don't worry I'll put in a good word for you, I know the guy who runs this place. You'll get out in a month or two" for what may have been the first time since they met Nima smiled. "Alright then, you better give me the grand tour" Their conversation was cut short as they reached the front gate. There stood two men guarding either side of the entrance. Both were significantly better equipped than any of Cadams men. They wore silver plate mail with a crest engraved into the chest piece, it depicted a snake and wolf fighting with an eagle swooping from above. At first, Cadam had not noticed him but next to one of the men stood an old man, he was dressed in fine silk robes and had a long white smooth beard. "you have returned," the man said addressing Cadam "Yes, Father I succeeded in the mission you gave me" When Cadam said this his manner changed instantly, he spoke not like he was addressing a friend or relative but like he was addressing his superior, his face became cold and emotionless and his tone completely neutral. "Good, these men will take the loot and prisoners into the city, come with me" Cadam immediately dismounted the wagon and followed his father inside the city "you did well son. I have arranged to throw a feast in honour of our victory, hopefully, the first of many" Ganjo led Cadam into the great hall. Its roof climbed high into the sky and its walls stretched as far as the eye could see, the ceiling was held up with eight great arches on either side of the hall. Massive tables adorned the floors nearly as long as the hall itself. It appears that nobody thought to wait for Cadams arrival before starting the celebration being held in his honour. "Enjoy yourself Cadam" Before Cadam could turn around to answer, Ganjo had already left. Cadam took a seat at one of the tables but before he could grab anything to eat, he felt the bench he sat on sink, to his right now sat a massive man, in both height and width. The man was nearly a foot taller than Cadam, he had long orange hair and a massive bushy beard to match. And unsurprisingly to Cadam, he had a leg of meat in either hand. "Good to have ya back, and even better they're are throwing you this feast!" The man said addressing Cadam "It's been a while, how have you been Grassio?" "Been pretty boring with you off doing whatever it was you were doing, the others aren't half as much fun" "where are they?" Cadam asked "uuuuhhhhhhhh" Grassio said as he surveyed the hall "ah!" he said as he raised his hand in a beckoning motion "over here, found 'im" As Grassio said this two others took notice and began towards them A man with short dirty blond hair sat to Cadams left, and a woman wearing a dark cloak with equally black hair sat opposite Grassio "Haha, knew it'd take more than a couple of yellow robes to take out the mighty Cadam of Diduna" the man to Cadams joked as he put his hand on Cadams shoulder "Good to see the possibility of war on our doorstep hasn't dampened your mood, ey Bogen" Cadam responded, matching his joking manner "I see Grassio wasted no time stuffing his face." Remarked the woman "Come on, my love! you know the war machine needs its fuel!" Grassio replied through mouthfuls of food She rolled her eyes at him "I see nothing has changed since I left" Cadam laughed "Nah, old Adga here has hardly let me eat a thing!" Grassio said as he finished his second leg "So tell us, lad, how was your little expedition?" asked Bogen Cadam spent the next few hours filling them in, on the battle but more importantly his conversations with Nima on the ride back to Diduna. He decided it best to leave out mention of his performance during the battle and of the events around the Bonlin forest. A few hours into the celebration their chatter was interrupted by a soldier approaching Cadam. "Cadam, your father has requested your immediate presence" "Alright, I'll be with him in a min-" the soldier interrupted Cadam before he could finish his sentence "Immediate," He said far more sternly this time Cadam conceded and followed the soldier away from the party "Don't wait for me" Cadam called back to the others at the table "I wouldn't dream of it!" Grassio called back as he bit into another leg of meat The soldier led Cadam out of the feast hall and through the streets of Diduna. The sky was pitch black, there was nobody on the streets and the only sound that could be heard was the faint celebrations from the feast hall. The soldier led Cadam up to the northmost area of Diduna, this is where the richest citizens and most important buildings were located. But all of them were dwarfed by the great palace of Diduna. It Was made of glowing white bricks and was by far the largest building in the city, in both area and height. It had four great spires on each of its corners, these spires each stretched so high into the sky they looked as though they may piece it, but there was one final feature of the palace that dwarfed even these spires. Protruding from the centre of the palace was a single tower, nearly twice the size of the four spires. Apart from the sheer height one of the other noticeable features of the tower was the golden engraving of a tree, the branches of this tree wrapped around the entire tower and upon each branch was a name. This tree showed the line of Didunas ruler from its founder down to Lord Ganjo, and next to Ganjos name, there was a space reserved for Didunas next ruler - Cadam. At the highest reach of the tower, there roared a great flame, this was the flame of Diduna. Its glow burned through the night's blanket illuminating the entire palace. Ganjo stood in front of the palace. "leave us" he commanded the guard The guard did as he was told and left Cadam to talk with his father. Ganjo turned and walked inside the palace, with Cadam following close behind. They walked in silence to the top of the tower, stopping once they stood next to the great flame. Ganjo looked out over Diduna from the tower. Without turning around to face him, Ganjo addressed his son "We live in an incredibly unique time, son. The emperor's death has turned Antesia into a land filled with chaos, but also one ripe with opportunity. This is not the first time an employer has died without an heir, but it is the first in more than a thousand years that there are no living members of the imperial family. My son, we are living in the most pivotal moment of Antesian history since the great catastrophe." He turned to look at Cadam "war is brewing, winter has given reason for peace among the lords but now that spring approaches, every single lord will wish to claim the imperial throne. Do you remeber General Karft? The late emperor's greatest general." "Uh, yeah I think so" Cadam responded "He has taken control of the imperial city and most of the southern lands with it, he has spent the winter fighting back these yellow robe peasants and I suspect he shall soon move to subdue larger targets. You have proven yourself with your recent mission against the Yellow Robe camp north of here, I am going to send you on a diplomatic mission to Lord Mufid at Fort Zamok, you spent a summer there as a child." "yes, I remember," Cadam said accidentally interrupting Ganjo, he was met with a glare before Ganjo returned to speaking. "I will need to you persuade Mufid to join me against Karft, it will be difficult as he prefers to keep to himself, but I trust you will remind him of the urgency of this situation. One final note, the prisoners you captured will be executed tomorrow morning, publicly. It is necessary to remind the public how we deal with rebels" Cadam was taken aback by this news and attempted to argue "But father, are you sure that is best? One of them is a woman, what would people think of you executing a woman" Ganjo raised an eyebrow in response to Cadam's outburst. "Has spending time on the frozen roads made you forget your place boy? My word is final, I thought you knew better than to speak back. Remember to hold your tongue unless you want to end up like these prisoners you love so much" And with that Ganjo left Cadam alone in the tower, to sit with the revelation that by sunrise, Nima's fate would be sealed, and she would be executed. And it was there, for the first time in his life, Cadam decided to disobey his father.
2024.05.06 01:01 AutoModerator Weekly Copyright Reminder
This is a weekly reminder post of this sub's stance on potential copyright infringement. This is a serious issue that needs to be kept in mind when creating and listing NFTs.
Original post by u/HurleyBird1
Quick disclaimer: I AM NOT A LAWYER. THIS IS NOT LEGAL ADVICE - THIS IS SIMPLY INFORMATION WITH WHICH TO EDUCATE YOURSELVES AND PREPARE YOURSELF FOR LEGAL ADVICE FROM A LICENSED SOURCE.
Now that that's out of the way. My credentials are: MBA, with a bit of business law classes under my belt.
I want to give a quick explanation of how copyright works - and I'll do so through quick blurbs n some myth/reality bullets.
Source: copyright.gov (US)
- Reality: No. Not true at all.
- Myth: Well they never said it's copyrighted.
- Reality: Upon publication (and even while a work in progress) a work is automatically protected via copyright under US Law.
- Myth: Well they never sold it.
- Reality: It doesn't have to be commercialized to be protected.
- Myth: Well it was a long time ago
- Reality: Possibly true...as long as the creator is deceased (or if multiple creators, the last living one is deceased) and the required time has passed...although this gets tricky with "estates."
(d) Duration of Rights.—(1) With respect to works of visual art created on or after the effective date set forth in section 610(a) of the Visual Artists Rights Act of 1990, the rights conferred by subsection (a) shall endure for a term consisting of the life of the author.
So what's this thing I hear called "Fair Use?"
Straight from the source:
- Myth: Well this is paid for in Algos, not USD so it's not "commercial"
- Reality: IT IS commercial. You could even barter for bacon and it'd be commercial. It's an exchange of one good/service for another good/service.
- Myth: My piece with Batman inside a card is "transformative"
- Reality: No, unfortunately, more-than-likely the courts would say it's not. A good litmus test is..."If Warner Bros Entertainment (owner of Batman) wanted to make an NFT/ASA "Batman card" would yours compete with it or be possibly mistaken (by a reasonable person - so in America think 8th grade education) for real merchandise? Probably...thus it's not transformative enough.
"nature" gets a little tougher. This looks at protecting the "creative process." Thus, using other works of art is less-likely to be protected than using factual sources - like historical photographs since it's easier to "create art" and thus "transform" factual pieces than other art pieces. This is also talking to things like "parody." Satire is NOT protected. "Parody" is. What's the difference? LegalZoomputs it well: While a parody targets and mimics the original work to make a point, a satire uses the original work to criticize something else entirely. Another way to look at it is that satire uses another work as a way to comment on something happening in the world that has nothing to do with the original work.
- Myth: I added a different border, extra planets, and some blur effect to MTZ's World of Light - it's a new piece of art.
- Reality: Not likely the courts will see it that way.
- Myth: This guy added a filter, some burn effects, and collaged a bunch of newspaper headlines together - isn't that a violation!
- Reality: Probably not...the courts would probably see this as a creation of art out of factual sources.
amount/substantiality in relation to the whole...this is where using clips of songs that are only like 5 seconds long works! But using more than that...runs into problems. This is tough to decipher too...as some songs are EASILY identifiable from just 5 seconds (Ice, ice, baby) - and thus NOT fair use. But some aren't. Usually you're safe using a very small clip of a song or video - especially if you're adding more to it. But this is a dangerous game to play - and there's places to get free audio (some sources below)
effect of the use - this is probably the biggest one. Courts will look at simply...does YOUR work affect the sales or potential for sales of the copyright owner. Of note...this is looked at at the time of the issue being brought to the court, not at the time of sale. For example, let's say my batman card sells for 10 Algos today, but Algorand BLOWS UP and soon every NFT is on Algorand. And now my OG Batman NFT is seen as one of the first Batman ones and official. Warner Bros gonna sue the shit outta whoever owns it at the time they sue to get the rights to all sales of that NFT. So that person is left holding an empty bag when Warner Bros wins in court.
- Myth: Well they're not commercializing it NOW so I'm safe.
- Reality: Technically, yea Warner Bros probably won't spend the money to go after the OG artist and the hands the asset passed through...HOWEVER, they may. That's their right. Who knows - the Napster days showed us the lengths companies will go to. EVEN BIGGER HOWEVER, the last person holding it when Warner Bros DOES decide to go after that Batman NFT...uh oh for them - they just lost their asset.
- Myth: Well it's been like a year, and no one has brought up copyright. So I'm good.
- Reality: If this was in a normal market...maybe this argument would work. If McDonald's let you sell a Ronald McDonald poster for like a year on Amazon with no issues, some court may say "bro, you took too long to bring this to us." HOWEVER, with cryptocurrency being so new (and Algorand being so little known/discussed), most courts would see it as "reasonable" that a copyright owner failed to exercise their rights within a year - possibly even a decade. (Updated because I realized last example dealt with trademark not copyright :o)
So what am I safe to use?
US Government works (mostly)...any deemed free to use by creator...and any a copyright lawyer says they have your backs on (cuz now they're liable).
Here's some great sources for free use items (please add to this list below if you know of some!!!):
Pictures: https://buffer.com/library/free-images/ (Unsplash is one of my faves)
Music: https://www.wix.com/blog/photography/2019/11/27/free-music-for-videos/
Video: https://blog.hootsuite.com/free-stock-videos-sites/
You'll notice there's a lot of "shoulds" "coulds" "probably" etc. This is because copyright cases are all unique and go to the courts. The best bet is to go with stuff you KNOW is free and fair-use. If not, I'd look up copyright law, consult supreme court cases concerning copyright, and ultimately, talk to a lawyer.
AGAIN: I AM NOT A LAWYER. I AM NOT PROVIDING LEGAL ADVICE. I AM SIMPLY PROVIDING INFORMATION. THERE MAY BE ERRORS ABOVE THAT COULD CAUSE SUBSTANTIAL DAMAGES - CONSULT A COPYRIGHT ATTORNEY IF YOU WISH TO RECEIVE LEGAL ADVICE.
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Original post by u/HurleyBird1
Quick disclaimer: I AM NOT A LAWYER. THIS IS NOT LEGAL ADVICE - THIS IS SIMPLY INFORMATION WITH WHICH TO EDUCATE YOURSELVES AND PREPARE YOURSELF FOR LEGAL ADVICE FROM A LICENSED SOURCE.
Now that that's out of the way. My credentials are: MBA, with a bit of business law classes under my belt.
I want to give a quick explanation of how copyright works - and I'll do so through quick blurbs n some myth/reality bullets.
Source: copyright.gov (US)
- Subject matter of copyright: In general28(a) Copyright protection subsists, in accordance with this title, in original works of authorship fixed in any tangible medium of expression, now known or later developed, from which they can be perceived, reproduced, or otherwise communicated, either directly or with the aid of a machine or device. Works of authorship include the following categories:(1) literary works;(2) musical works, including any accompanying words;(3) dramatic works, including any accompanying music;(4) pantomimes and choreographic works;(5) pictorial, graphic, and sculptural works;(6) motion pictures and other audiovisual works;(7) sound recordings; and(8) architectural works.(b) In no case does copyright protection for an original work of authorship extend to any idea, procedure, process, system, method of operation, concept, principle, or discovery, regardless of the form in which it is described, explained, illustrated, or embodied in such work.
- Reality: No. Not true at all.
- Myth: Well they never said it's copyrighted.
- Reality: Upon publication (and even while a work in progress) a work is automatically protected via copyright under US Law.
- Myth: Well they never sold it.
- Reality: It doesn't have to be commercialized to be protected.
- Myth: Well it was a long time ago
- Reality: Possibly true...as long as the creator is deceased (or if multiple creators, the last living one is deceased) and the required time has passed...although this gets tricky with "estates."
(d) Duration of Rights.—(1) With respect to works of visual art created on or after the effective date set forth in section 610(a) of the Visual Artists Rights Act of 1990, the rights conferred by subsection (a) shall endure for a term consisting of the life of the author.
So what's this thing I hear called "Fair Use?"
Straight from the source:
- Limitations on exclusive rights: Fair use41Notwithstanding the provisions of sections 106 and 106A, the fair use of a copyrighted work, including such use by reproduction in copies or phonorecords or by any other means specified by that section, for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching (including multiple copies for classroom use), scholarship, or research, is not an infringement of copyright. In determining whether the use made of a work in any particular case is a fair use the factors to be considered shall include—(1) the purpose and character of the use, including whether such use is of a commercial nature or is for nonprofit educational purposes;(2) the nature of the copyrighted work;(3) the amount and substantiality of the portion used in relation to the copyrighted work as a whole; and(4) the effect of the use upon the potential market for or value of the copyrighted work.The fact that a work is unpublished shall not itself bar a finding of fair use if such finding is made upon consideration of all the above factors.
- above...if it's non-profit educational use, you're usually good to go...if it's for money or trade (commercial nature) then you're usually NOT...unless YOUR piece is "transformative"
- Myth: Well this is paid for in Algos, not USD so it's not "commercial"
- Reality: IT IS commercial. You could even barter for bacon and it'd be commercial. It's an exchange of one good/service for another good/service.
- Myth: My piece with Batman inside a card is "transformative"
- Reality: No, unfortunately, more-than-likely the courts would say it's not. A good litmus test is..."If Warner Bros Entertainment (owner of Batman) wanted to make an NFT/ASA "Batman card" would yours compete with it or be possibly mistaken (by a reasonable person - so in America think 8th grade education) for real merchandise? Probably...thus it's not transformative enough.
"nature" gets a little tougher. This looks at protecting the "creative process." Thus, using other works of art is less-likely to be protected than using factual sources - like historical photographs since it's easier to "create art" and thus "transform" factual pieces than other art pieces. This is also talking to things like "parody." Satire is NOT protected. "Parody" is. What's the difference? LegalZoomputs it well: While a parody targets and mimics the original work to make a point, a satire uses the original work to criticize something else entirely. Another way to look at it is that satire uses another work as a way to comment on something happening in the world that has nothing to do with the original work.
- Myth: I added a different border, extra planets, and some blur effect to MTZ's World of Light - it's a new piece of art.
- Reality: Not likely the courts will see it that way.
- Myth: This guy added a filter, some burn effects, and collaged a bunch of newspaper headlines together - isn't that a violation!
- Reality: Probably not...the courts would probably see this as a creation of art out of factual sources.
amount/substantiality in relation to the whole...this is where using clips of songs that are only like 5 seconds long works! But using more than that...runs into problems. This is tough to decipher too...as some songs are EASILY identifiable from just 5 seconds (Ice, ice, baby) - and thus NOT fair use. But some aren't. Usually you're safe using a very small clip of a song or video - especially if you're adding more to it. But this is a dangerous game to play - and there's places to get free audio (some sources below)
effect of the use - this is probably the biggest one. Courts will look at simply...does YOUR work affect the sales or potential for sales of the copyright owner. Of note...this is looked at at the time of the issue being brought to the court, not at the time of sale. For example, let's say my batman card sells for 10 Algos today, but Algorand BLOWS UP and soon every NFT is on Algorand. And now my OG Batman NFT is seen as one of the first Batman ones and official. Warner Bros gonna sue the shit outta whoever owns it at the time they sue to get the rights to all sales of that NFT. So that person is left holding an empty bag when Warner Bros wins in court.
- Myth: Well they're not commercializing it NOW so I'm safe.
- Reality: Technically, yea Warner Bros probably won't spend the money to go after the OG artist and the hands the asset passed through...HOWEVER, they may. That's their right. Who knows - the Napster days showed us the lengths companies will go to. EVEN BIGGER HOWEVER, the last person holding it when Warner Bros DOES decide to go after that Batman NFT...uh oh for them - they just lost their asset.
- Myth: Well it's been like a year, and no one has brought up copyright. So I'm good.
- Reality: If this was in a normal market...maybe this argument would work. If McDonald's let you sell a Ronald McDonald poster for like a year on Amazon with no issues, some court may say "bro, you took too long to bring this to us." HOWEVER, with cryptocurrency being so new (and Algorand being so little known/discussed), most courts would see it as "reasonable" that a copyright owner failed to exercise their rights within a year - possibly even a decade. (Updated because I realized last example dealt with trademark not copyright :o)
So what am I safe to use?
US Government works (mostly)...any deemed free to use by creator...and any a copyright lawyer says they have your backs on (cuz now they're liable).
Here's some great sources for free use items (please add to this list below if you know of some!!!):
Pictures: https://buffer.com/library/free-images/ (Unsplash is one of my faves)
Music: https://www.wix.com/blog/photography/2019/11/27/free-music-for-videos/
Video: https://blog.hootsuite.com/free-stock-videos-sites/
You'll notice there's a lot of "shoulds" "coulds" "probably" etc. This is because copyright cases are all unique and go to the courts. The best bet is to go with stuff you KNOW is free and fair-use. If not, I'd look up copyright law, consult supreme court cases concerning copyright, and ultimately, talk to a lawyer.
AGAIN: I AM NOT A LAWYER. I AM NOT PROVIDING LEGAL ADVICE. I AM SIMPLY PROVIDING INFORMATION. THERE MAY BE ERRORS ABOVE THAT COULD CAUSE SUBSTANTIAL DAMAGES - CONSULT A COPYRIGHT ATTORNEY IF YOU WISH TO RECEIVE LEGAL ADVICE.