Besides the hundreds of human champions riot releases, it seems like riot now only knows how to make 2 type of non human champions: either kawaii champions like yuumi or smolder, or super monstruous look how evil and dangerous I am characters like naafiri or belveth. The last champion that does not fit any of these categorias was ornn 7 years ago in 2017.
The game already lacks a lot non human champions, and when those are made they are super generic like cute dragons, a literal dog, a literal cat. I miss some champions like azir, bard, ivern, and maybe the reason why non human champions don't sell too well is because there are like 10x more human champions than non humans, and when non humans receive skins it's like some filler skin line like infernal???
runeterra life is so rich like we all know from LOR, and instead riot only releases either human champions, or generic cute champions, or darkin/void monsters as they forgot how to create unique models.

In the spring of 2016, I had too much free time. I was 16. I was a lonely and introverted teenager with some complexes, so naturally, I spent a lot of time playing computer games.
So I joined a small Minecraft server. I liked the unique community, I liked the custom server plugins, and I liked the administration's approach to server management.
When applications for server moderation team opened in mid-summer 2016, I submitted my application. Even though I was a relatively new member of the server, my application was accepted, I was given a fancy red prefix, access to special commands, and I officially became a member of the server staff.
In a position of strength, my complexes began to manifest themselves. I started acting like an arrogant jerk.
It was around this time that I met J. She was a very creative server player, and without a second thought, I complimented her building abilities.
This turned out to be a mistake on my part; a little of my attention was enough for J to become obsessed with me and want even more. She did everything to get my attention: she threatened me with suicide, sent me gory photos, and drew disgusting drawings. This scared me a little. She was only 13; she had obvious problems with self-harm, and I had no idea what to do with her attention as I was worried about her mental and physical health.
On the evening of one autumn day in 2016, when I logged into the game after school and, as always, was busy satisfying my complexes by punishing some poor kids for doing kid stuff, a player with the nickname Z joined the server.
Almost immediately after he joined, an extremely ambiguous message was written on the server on my behalf in the general chat.
When I tried to ban Z, my prefix just turned toxic green.
I panicked and wrote to one of the server owners about what was happening and received an unexpected answer...
Z is a senior member of the staff and part of the development team.
It is worth noting that I was never personally introduced to all members of the staff; I was just added to the private server. That's the reason why I didn't know who Z was.
Although the problem was resolved, in my eyes, Z humiliated me in front of the entire server. I was angry, and I wanted to repay him in one way or another. It sounds funny now, but I was 16. At the time, it seemed like a matter of honor to me.
So from that very day on, Z and I developed a kind of comic feud. When we were both online, we joked and messed with each other.
Over time, we began to sometimes chat outside the game. Z was quite good at IT, and at that time I was thinking about a career in that field. so I sometimes consulted him on the topic.
In January 2017, something happened among the senior staff. I never found out what, but as part of this, Z and several other senior administrators resigned. The server could not withstand such a crisis and closed down two months later.
My interest in Minecraft was starting to wane a bit at that time, so I just shrugged and went back to the games I was playing before. But my connection with Z remained, and J continued to stalk my online accounts.

Somewhere in March 2017, I started playing another voxel game on the RP server. This was my first RP experience, and it just blew my mind.
RP allowed me to be anyone, and of course (now I’m even embarrassed to write this), I started playing as a lonely, serious, and rich government employee.
About a month later, Z found out about my RP alter ego.
Me: damn Z, I’m playing this RP game, and presidential elections are going on right now, and I’m supporting one of the candidates and
Z: And he turned out to be a Nazi?
Me: NO!!! It’s just that there are two candidates, and the one I support is not the one who is going to win! What if they take revenge on me now?
Z: And what will they do to you :-/?
Me: EXACTLY! I HAVE NO CLUE, AND I'M SCAAAAAAARED!
Z: Why are you playing then if you're scared?
Me: I like it!
Z: That sounds interesting; what exactly are you playing? :-)
and Z came in. and Z liked it.
We started chatting much more. I was lonely and didn't have many friends. That's why I became attached to Z and our chats with him. I often sat up until the early hours of the morning, just chatting with him about all sorts of stuff.
Z was two years older than me, had answers to all the questions, spoke four languages, was a troll, and had a strange, charming style of communication. One moment he would talk like your wise older sibling, and the next he would act like a stupid, naive little one.
Z: You have a new car!
Me: Yeah, it's a little buggy, but they promised to fix it in the next bugfix.
Z: Why blue?
Me: I like blue
Z: But why not green?
Me: Because I like blue!
Z: But I like green :-(
Me: Well, paint yours green!
Z: I want yours!
Me: Nope, my car.
Z: meanie:_-(
He also had the habit of taking the conversation to unexpected places.
Z: Hey, what do you think about immortality?
Me: IDK
Z: Hey, don’t be like that! I’m sure you’ve thought about this at least once :-/
Me: To be honest, I’m too lazy to think about immortality at 4 am haha
Z: lazy ass :-(
Me: What do you mean by immortality anyway? Like, how does it work?
Z: any theoretical immortality! Do you think this is good or bad?
Me: um... I'm not sure. Bad, I think.
Z: Don't you want to live forever? :-)-:?
Me: I'm just not sure that immortality for all people is a good idea. Some might go crazy or smth, IDK
Z: How sweet! You care about other people!
Me: THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEAN!!
Somewhere in July, I developed an addiction to opening cases in a very well-known online shooter. I spent most of the money that I earned on them.
I knew that Z had a lot of money; Z never hid that he worked in a lucrative position at a construction company. This led to one of the most humiliating moments of my life.
Me: Hey Z, can you lend me 100usd, please?
Me: please?
Z: For what? :-/
Me: cases. I'll return it in a week, I promise!
Z: Nah, try to rob your parents :-)-: I'm sure this would make a cool news headline.
By the beginning of June, I decided to sell some virtual game items for an approximate amount of 700 USD and spend it on my addiction. I found a buyer and asked Z to help me with the process. but everything didn't go according to plan. Z lied to me, transferred the items to his own account, and then... permanently banned his own account.
This was the first time I saw this side of Z. I sat helplessly and felt that, through the monitor, Z was glad that he could hurt me, glad that he was able to humiliate me.
I blocked Z on all platforms and decided not to contact him anymore.

I haven't talked to Z for two months. Honestly, I don’t remember what excuses I came up with, but I unblocked his accounts and wrote to him myself. I was lonely; I had no friends, and my time with Z was one of the best times I've had in years. Any excuse would do.
Me: Hey, jerk.
Z: hi :-)
I again started staying up late and texting with Z. Re-reading our chats now, I see that he began to behave more aggressively towards me, intentionally hitting my emotions and complexes. I was mistaking his obvious attacks for stupid jokes, which is what he was probably aiming for.
Moreover, I became even more attached to Z, which led to another extremely humiliating moment.

Me: You know, I wish you could be my girlfriend.
Z: Oh wow, the offer is certainly interesting, but I’ll probably refuse :-D

Around late November or early December 2017, J continued to write to me again and send me a lot of gory stuff. I was annoyed by this and complained to Z about her.
A couple of days after I complained to Z, I received a link to a file-sharing service from him, and of course, being a complete idiot, I downloaded the folder that was on it.
After opening the downloaded folder, I was completely shocked. The folder contained almost all possible data about J that you could think of. even her parent’s passports. Z doxed J to me. But my idiocy didn’t end there. I, as a 17-year-old edgy teenager trying to seem cool on the Internet to my ‘cool friend‘, so wrote in response the most moronic thing I could.
Me: Fuck, she lives in my city!!!

Yeah, I was so stupid that I doxxed myself. What was I thinking at that moment? no idea. Z responded very vaguely:
Z: What a coincidence :-D
At the end of January 2018, Z and I had a little fight over some nonsense.
A couple of days after this fight, I saw J near my school. She smiled, waved at me, and walked away. I immediately realized that Z had contacted J, and told her that we lived in the same city. I shared photos of my life with Z, and from them, J could easily identify my school, street, and, over time, even my look. and she did.
So now J stalked me not only online but also in real life. I was terribly scared; I didn’t know what to do. She pushed her drawings under my door, she walked down my street in the hope that I would come out to, her online spam increased threefold.
Z found it funny. Yeah, even after Z did this, I still forgave him, put on a “brave face” and continued to chat with him. I didn’t want to seem like a coward in front of him, so I didn’t say anything about this. I just asked why he did it, to which I received an extremely common “Z answer“
Z: I thought it was a great idea :-)
In March 2018, Z and I had this conversation:
Z: Hey, explain to me why you are so dependent on the opinions of others.
Me: This is a strange question; I have no idea how to answer it. We're all a little dependent on it, aren't we?
Z: Maybe so, but you make all your decisions looking at those around you :-/-: “Oh my God, what will people say? What should I do?”
Me: Um... well, I'm just a little indecisive!
Z: No, you are afraid of those around you. Let’s say, why isn’t your photo on one of your social networks? M?
Me: What does this have to do with it?
Z: This is very important; it's stupid to be afraid to show your face simply because you think others will judge you. Others don't matter.
As a result of this, I put my photo on one social network. exactly for a couple of minutes, then I felt anxious, and I deleted it. But these couple of minutes were enough for Z to download this photo.
I didn’t know that Z saw and even downloaded that photo.
In March, J’s actions began to cross all boundaries, even reaching the point of making threats towards my parents. I was afraid to tell anyone about J because she threatened me with false accusations several times. On the Internet, J began using the same emoticons as Z.
Z jokingly advised me to kill J, and even gave several methods of slow poisoning, and even presented me with a scenario for killing J in which I would remain undetected.
This all happened in the usual humorous manner that Z enjoys, so I didn’t pay much attention to it.
In June 2018, Z sent my childhood photo to our chat.
Z: Cool outfit :-D
I had no idea how to respond to this. I was in shock; words didn't come to mind.
I: ?????????????
In response to my message, Z sent more photos to the chat. photos of my parents, photos of my deceased grandmother, photos of my parents' old and new cars. And the photo that I posted earlier.
It was some kind of strange, unvoiced threat without a threat.
I know who you are; I can find out even more.
At that moment, so many thoughts were swarming my head that I didn’t even think about the implications. I was just scared.
Z is the only person whose gaze I felt through the screen, and at that moment I felt it. I felt him enjoying the moment of my weakness, the moment of his control over me. But I didn’t want to look weak—to look like a coward in front of Z. So I typed something extremely stupid:
Me: Yeah, yeah, very cool. How did you do it?
Z: :-)-:
I never found out how Z got these photos; Z didn’t tell me, and I didn’t insist because I thought that if I did, I would show weakness.
Looking at it all now, I can assume that Z somehow forced J or someone else to break into my house for this. but this is a theory without evidence.

At the end of June, after J once again stalked me on the street, I wrote Z an extremely irritated message in which I said that his joke with J had gone too far, that it was putting my whole family in danger, and that I was afraid to go outside because of him. I expected him to be angry, but instead, he answered me very calmly.
Z: Okay, I'll fix it. Your loss
After a week, I no longer saw J around my neighborhood. I thought that Z had talked to her, or maybe even bribed her with something.
Later, I found out from J herself that he actually tried to reason with her, but she refused. In retaliation, he sent her self-harm video to all work emails associated with the company where her mother worked. This forced her parents to take action and find her help.
In mid-summer 2018, I had an extremely memorable interaction with Z. While playing with him, we had a humorous argument during which I accidentally killed Z’s character.
I didn't think this would be a big problem, but for Z, it turned out to be. Z literally exploded in chat and typed some offensive and very hurtful things. After some time, he stopped typing; his character stood unmoving for about 3 minutes, then disconnected from the game. I didn't see him online for about 3 days. When he returned, he apologized for his behavior and said that he had misunderstood my words and the situation.
I described all this to make it clear that Z was a paranoid person who could misunderstand your words by turning them around.
From the fall to the end of 2018, I was overwhelmed with a lot of studying. Z, on the other hand, was busy at work, which is why we had almost no time to chat. At first, it bothered me. Z was my safe space, and it was hard for me. But then I became more open and made real friends.
My chats with Z at that moment were limited to just a couple of messages a day. Z himself began to behave much more apathetically toward me, but in general, he showed joy and even strange pride in me, That I am no longer limiting myself and socializing with other people.
In February 2019, it was revealed that my school’s network was compromised and was used for malicious purposes; this even made it to the local news. I don't understand anything about cybersecurity at all, so I won't even try to go into technical detail. All I know is that all the school computers were infected with something, and because of this, the data of several professors and students was leaked online.
I didn’t even think it could be Z at that time, but now I don’t rule out this possibility. Based on his further actions, he is quite capable of such things.
In April 2019, I received a personal message from R on one gaming platform.
R said that he saw me on Z’s friend’s list and asked how I was related to him. I replied that Z is one of my best friends. R replied that he, too, once considered Z his best and only friend, and he wanted to warn me about Z.
R, like me, was once a lonely teenager who was hiding from real life in video games, and in 2015, he met Z on the same Minecraft server as me.
R and Z began chatting under the pretext of language learning. R, as a Russian, did not know English very well, and Z did not mind learning Russian, which he already knew well.
R was 14 years old at that time, so it was easy for Z to take control of him. And if Z behaved like a friend with me, with R, he behaved like an older brother.
Their main communication took place in voice chat, which surprised me because in those rare moments when I had the courage to offer Z talking through voice chat, Z refused.
R was talking to Z every day, telling him about his life and telling him some of his very intimate secrets. Z gave R advice, helped with homework (to be fair, he helped me too), and even helped his family financially when times got tough.
Just like with me, at a certain point in their relationship, Z obtained a lot of personal information about R, creating an unspoken threat.
R blocked Z from all areas after Z sent sketchy people to photograph R's younger brother on his way home from school.
Despite all the earlier threats, Z did not respond to this in any way.
R also wrote that Z was responsible for leaking some personal data of two bullied 11-year-olds in Ukraine in 2012, which ultimately led to extremely sad consequences.
Just like me, R became more open over time, made a circle of friends, and became a fairly well-known local DJ. According to R, without Z, he wouldn’t have achieved any of this. This upset me and lowered my spirit, since I was proud of myself that I was able to change a little, and in R's opinion, this is not my merit but the merit of Z.
I can't confirm or deny R's story, but I am inclined to accept the main part of it.
I chatted with R for one day, after which I blocked him. I felt disgusted and uncomfortable, and I chose not to listen to him anymore. He said what he wanted to say and warned. Well, I guess too late.
In July 2019, I started dating.
Z showed almost no emotion to this news; he wrote that he was happy for me. I think that he already had another victim, and he didn’t spend as much time on me as before.
Despite this, in October 2019, he sent some people to my girlfriend’s apartment complex to take photos of her. after which he sent them to me.
Me: You're sick.
Z: Well, we are all sick in some ways :-)-:
I didn’t stop chatting with him out of fear; he had too much information about me and my loved ones, and I can’t imagine what I would have done to myself if something had happened to them because of him.
In 2020, Z himself began to show me the results of his actions. From hacked computers, surveillance cameras, and data leaks to raider takeovers. It was clear that he was showing this to me to implant in me the idea that it could be me, and this made me even more scared.
Z's messages stopped being sweet and friendly; they became sarcastic, sometimes with some kind of double-threatening overtone. I think that it was at that moment that the real Z, who loved to destroy, torture, and enjoy all the destruction, communicated with me.
In the fall of 2020, due to my stupidity (previously, I downloaded some files that Z sent me), Z gained access to my phone and sent phishing links to all my contacts. As a result, the finances of several of my friends were jeopardized. Z didn't even deny his involvement in this.

In December 2020, I heard Z's ‘voice’ for the first and last time. It was in a discord voice chat with a few other people, and he was using a voice changer. He sounded completely distant and had a strange French-German accent. Perhaps it was some side effect of a changer
In the winter of 2021, Z entered into a conflict with a Russian lawyer, O. I have no idea whether this was a 'direct' conflict regarding some legal matters (I don’t think so, since Z is not Russian) or whether O simply offended Z in some way online. But you could feel the anger from Z through the screen.
To my horror, Z was determined to seriously ruin O's life, and I had to watch. If Z stalked me, then he giga-stalked O. Personal photos, secretly taken photos, and even live broadcasts from the webcams of O’s relatives and friends were sent to me.
I think that Z thought that O was challenging Z’s intelligence by not ‘getting under control’, and every day this infuriated Z even more. But again, this is just my speculation, since I don’t know how the conflict between O and Z started.
Over time, Z's actions became more... physical. Z sent people to crash O's car, set his elderly father's house on fire, and beat up several of his friends and coworkers. ‘Others suffer because of you’ seems to be Z’s favorite tactic.
Did O do anything in response? he did. I don’t know what exactly , Z preferred not to talk about his failures, but from the context and some vague wording, I could understand that O was trying to somehow resist Z, which irritated him even more.
In the late summer of 2021, Z was able to gain access to O’s personal computer and phone. In early autumn, Z outed O as gay using personal messages from dating sites and a collection of gay prose written by O. Z specifically posted this information on websites for people with extremely negative views of it. Given Russia's problems with gay rights, I don't think O got off easy.
After that, the only time Z mentioned O was when O's prose was removed from all sites on which it was published. Z was clearly delighted.
I was horrified; a person’s life was being destroyed in front of me, and I didn’t know what to do. I felt like an accomplice (I still do), and I was afraid that I would be next. I was scared for my family, I started having problems sleeping.
In November 2021, I couldn’t stand it and told my girlfriend everything. About Z, and J, and about the fact that Z sent people to take pictures of her, and about O.
She supported me, and we both decided that the best solution would be to block Z and forget about him. For several months, I was afraid of some kind of retaliation from Z, but it never came.
In the fall of 2023, J contacted me. She gets the help she needs, and she is very sorry for what she did. She didn’t want to discuss Z.
Sometimes I just go in and re-read our old chats with Z, just out of nostalgia, and I see that Z's accounts are still active.
My story may be missing something because I tried to tell only about the important moments leaving out the unnecessary. Because of this, I might have missed small details.
Thank you for taking the time to read this.

As the dream begins, I'm preparing to enter a building, I'm feeling a sense of contentment. The structure is familiar to me. It's a place that I remember appreciating the architecture of in the past, as far back as when I was a child. I walk around a bit, smiling, thinking that I have to tell someone about this association to my past. So obviously, I haven't been to this area in a long time. In fact, I think it'll be my first experience actually walking through the doors. However, I had been in one of the neighboring buildings on many occasions. They're both similar in style, but I've always liked this one I'm going to today very much more.
I'm kind of looking around the interior in awe as I enter the building. The inside is as cool looking as the outside. It all has a kind of art deco design.
Then I notice my ex-girlfriend in the large, spacious room. She's crouched down to be at eye level with some kids; one or two, maybe three. Either they're playing a game of some kind or she's helping them to get ready to go outside, adjusting the collar of a raincoat perhaps. They don't appear to be her own children. The scene has a very kindergarten teacher type vibe.
She turns her head as she notices me, and smiles. It's not clear whether she knew I was going to be there or not. But seeing her is a total surprise to me. A pleasant one. It feels really good to finally see her again. We interact for a bit, talking. Replaying this in my mind just now, I can feel my heart soar. I have no expectations of what will follow. I'm not thinking about kissing, reuniting or having sex - things I long for in real life - so I'm solely in the moment. I realize now while writing this down that she was probably able to do that for me often. That partner had helped me to feel centered when we were together.
After some conversation in the dream I find out my ex-gf works there, in this building, for my therapist. Then the dream transitions to where I'm walking into my psychologist's office. My impression is that I felt good going in, still riding the high of appreciation for the building and of seeing my gf again. But there are some conflicts here in the timeline. I can picture arguing with her out in the lobby area too, which would have been before I entered the office. Insert shruggie emoticon here.
I haven't been to see this therapist, either in the dream or real life, in a long time either. It's like our first session of a restart of our work together (which would have been for the third round). I would be happy if this were happening in real life. But I'm suddenly angry at the guy, basically yelling at him for having hired my ex without warning me about it ahead of time. My assumption is that he knew how important she had been to me, knew how much pain I'd been in since the breakup, and knew how triggering it would be for me to see her again. That was about it for the dream.
Some context: In real life, I had been seeing this therapist while that girlfriend and I were still together, or at least supposedly still a couple, even though she'd been out of the country for months, if not over a year. We didn't "officially" break up until after I stopped going to him for therapy and she returned from overseas. However, originally I had started my second round of sessions with him because she and I had begun having an affair. One that led to my divorce (and questionably to hers). I had probably spent the entire therapy session time since then - maybe six years? - talking so much about the anxieties caused by my relationship with her that he was literally nodding off while I blabbed on and on. In fact, I had stopped seeing him in part because I noticed this happen once or twice. I never mentioned to him though that I felt like I was boring him with my complaints, and it hadn't been my intention to put a halt to our work together. But we had a break for holidays, a different opportunity arose, and I decided to try that approach for awhile. Turned out to be years. He and I haven't communicated in any way for nearly 20 years.
Feel free to interpret the dream if so inclined, but the meanings aren't lost on me at all. I'd be happy to discuss. I just had to get it out of me and preserved somewhere.

hiiiii!! uhmmm i dunno if this gonna work but im gonna try >:0 so uhhh hii!! im vee! (they/them!) and im looking for someone's to talk to while im in little space or someones to take care of me when im small -//- like a big sibby or a cg!! or even jus a friend that's good w kids! <3 (kid headspace not like actual children lmao-)
what type of little are you? ⤷ hyper and playful!! i have adhd so i might be a lil goofyyy def affectionate! i rlly wanna make u feel appreciated and cared about ^{^} and i def wanna draw stuff for u!! <3. i luuuvvv petnames! and i luv rp too if ur comfy with it!
what type of cg are you looking for? hmmm maaybe,, like someone caring and chill that vibes w my energy?? someone that i can be all teeny and silly with basically xD luv causing silly shenanigans together mwahahahaa >:3c nd sweet and comforting for sure! sometimes i can get a bit anxious or get sensory overload so it’d be rlly cool to get more comfort nd reassurance than just like an ‘oh im sorry’ and nothing else yk?? :,)) and someone who’s not a dry texter!! ex. ‘hi’ ‘how r u?’ ‘im good’ like,, just no energy or emoticons or anything ugghhh- its boring and also makes it super hard for me to figure out tone :,3 ⤷ anyways that’s all i can think of!! just dm me or comment if u wanna chat! :3c (here or discord! my tag is: rawrviolii)

hiiiii!! uhmmm i dunno if this gonna work but im gonna try >:0 so uhhh hii!! im vee! (they/them!) and im looking for someone's to talk to while im in little space or someones to take care of me when im small -//- like a big sibby or a cg!! or even jus a friend that's good w kids! <3 (kid headspace not like actual children lmao-)
what type of little are you? ⤷ hyper and playful!! i have adhd so i might be a lil goofyyy def affectionate! i rlly wanna make u feel appreciated and cared about ^{^} and i def wanna draw stuff for u!! <3. i luuuvvv petnames! and i luv rp too if ur comfy with it!
what type of cg are you looking for? hmmm maaybe,, like someone caring and chill that vibes w my energy?? someone that i can be all teeny and silly with basically xD luv causing silly shenanigans together mwahahahaa >:3c nd sweet and comforting for sure! sometimes i can get a bit anxious or get sensory overload so it’d be rlly cool to get more comfort nd reassurance than just like an ‘oh im sorry’ and nothing else yk?? :,)) and someone who’s not a dry texter!! ex. ‘hi’ ‘how r u?’ ‘im good’ like,, just no energy or emoticons or anything ugghhh- its boring and also makes it super hard for me to figure out tone :,3 ⤷ anyways that’s all i can think of!! just dm me or comment if u wanna chat! :3c (here or discord! my tag is: rawrviolii)

I've been on actual subscription break ever since Zepla got backlash... But I digress... I've even avoided all but some of the highlights from FF Fest.
This job actions preview opening with them viper moves tho! Like hiss hiss boom bitches! 🐍.
I haven't even finished watching....
Dragoon is just always solid since HW.
Warrior go boom. What's to complain about?
Astrologian, like wtf. They hinted rework, but cards???
Dancer, awww. It might be fun again.
Reaper stealing some thunder.
Machinist looks way cooler again.
Ninja looks mildly more appealing.
Sage doesn't look too changed.
BLM, wait... Did he just change it's position!?!
Viper seems like the red mage I've actually always wanted.
White mage is kawaii plus ultra.
Monk appreciation for consistently the best rewarding looking job I've never played.
Archer, I've missed you but it mostly because of sick 🎸 bow.
Summoner's Bahamut went on a diet.
Samurai I think I just don't know enough to see what changed.
Scholar can it come back from the dead!?!
Pictomancer looks neat but not quite the real Rill.
Gunbreaker don't skip.
But if I skipped your job, I'm like furiously typing. No offense.
Okay, done watching and posting while rewatching.
Drum roll
They got me guys. 🤷🏽‍♂️ Idk bout y'all, but the WoL is gonna be back for some Tural! 🧙🏽‍♂️🪄✨⚔️
Side note: I still don't know bout pictomancer tho. Also, 259k EXP to Lvl41 l but not showing how much it'll be at Lvl100, hahaha.

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Hello Reddit peps! I found out I have asd around a year and a half ago and I think I got my headphones a month or two before that and lemme tell you that these mofos are incredible however I want to try a new pair that maybe are less bulky and or are just cuter. Love me some kawaii stuff
The headphones I currently have are ones I could not tell you the brand of and are actually not electric. At my summer camp as a kid they had a few rifles that we could use to shoot targets and so I just ordered the best looking inexpensive shooting range headphones cause I remembered how well they work. I luv them but they definitely large and heavy and not the cutest lol so I would like recommendations on other types because I’m rather new to the noise canceling headphone game.
I will say that my dad for his work has headphones which have the electric noise canceling ability but I did not like the buzzing static background noise it makes plus my chonky ones without electricity worked better so if anyone knows of any that make none or very little noise that aren’t giant shooting range ones please comment below!!!
And if they ugly but they work I will sticker them up

Okay I'll admit it, maybe I knew a tad too much about computer hacking and modding for a 10 year old kid. There's nothing wrong with being a tech nerd. I was just into it for all the wrong reasons. I liked to prank my friends online. And I don't just mean rickrolling them or changing stuff on Wikipedia. I was a bad guy. I would delete valuable items from my friends' accounts on their favorite games. I'd find out what creepypastas scared them the most and then change pictures on their most visited websites to them. I just thought it was funny. I liked watching them use every swear word in the dictionary or fall out of their seats after a jumpscare.
My favorite victim was my sister Ella. Boy did I enjoy screwing around with her stuff. She was obsessed with that game Animal Jam. The funniest thing I ever did to her was getting her first account banned the day after she bought her membership. I downloaded a bot that allows you to mass send the same Jam-a-Gram to everyone on your buddies list. I also figured out how to make someone your buddy automatically without them having to accept your friend request. I logged onto Ella's account and automatically friended everyone in the same land I was in. Then I mass sent them inappropriate Jam-a-Grams until people finally reported me enough to get Ella permabanned. I still laugh thinking about the temper tantrum she had.
I felt a little bad knowing that our mom had spent her own money on the membership card, so I told myself I wouldn't mess around with Ella's membership again after she got a second account. I still played other jokes on her like making her switch animals at random or changing her den to a giant model of a phantom (which she was terrified of). Eventually she got tired of me screwing around and locked her den. Fair enough. But that wasn't gonna stop me. If I could make all minigames unwinnable, I could easily bypass the "only me" den lock setting. So I did.
When I got inside her princess castle den, everything was where she last left it. I opened the decorating menu and noticed that there were animals inside the castle. They weren't moving, so I thought they were just plushies. I moved my tiger character closer to the animals. They were all horses. Not plushies, but the animal character models. None of them had a username tag that I could click on. They were all gray and were all in the sitting pose facing each other. I made my tiger run around their circle a few times, thinking they'd acknowledge me. The horses just stayed still. I typed "Hey guys" in the chat. My message popped up in the speech bubble and stayed there for a few seconds. It disappeared with no response.
That evening I asked Ella to show me her den. She opened the decorating menu and the gray horses were gone. I chalked it up to being something left over from when I messed around with the phantom models.
My friend asked me to raid the den of this user that was cyberbullying him. I was going to put so much furniture that it would overload and make the game severely lag to a point where if it didn't crash automatically, it would take about a minute for your character to move a couple steps. I bypassed the den lock and was about to get to work. Then I saw the two gray lions in front of me.
"I'm stronger." said the first lion. "I'm smarter." replied the second. I couldn't pass up the opportunity to be a little troll. "You are both weak and dumb", I typed in the chat. The lions turned around to face me. "But only one of us can go." one of them said. Forgetting what I came for, I stayed around to hear what they were talking about. There’s nothing like some good Animal Jam drama, right?
“So the question is, which one of us does the new paradise need more?” asked one of the lions. This was strange to me. Nobody talks in complete sentences and proper grammar in this game. And what was the “new paradise”? Surely they must be roleplaying. Why not join the fun since I’m here? I asked what roleplay theme they were doing. They didn’t respond to me and kept speaking to each other. “We need to decide now. The end is approaching fast.” I barricaded the whole den with furniture like I was supposed to, and went on my way.
I went to Jamaa Central to go shopping, and noticed there was a crowd around the Mira statue. Surrounding the statue were three different animals: a bunny, a fox, and a sheep. They were all gray and didn’t wear any clothes. Everyone else sporting their usual colorful fur and accessories looked upon them from a small distance. It was almost like there was some sort of imaginary line separating the two groups.
“Mira’s feathers have begun to fall.” said the sheep. “We have been ignoring nature’s warnings for too long.” added the bunny.
No one else was talking. There wasn’t anyone advertising what they had for trade or inviting others to play a minigame. All of the animal avatars were turned to face the statue.
“The inevitable destruction of Jamaa awaits. Your existence will cease to be.” the fox said. This piqued my interest because I thought it was some weird roleplay. I decided to join in with what little context I had. “Soon, your den will be filled with phantoms!” I said in the chat, playing along.
The gray animals spun around to face me. “The tiger is a false prophet.” announced the fox. I responded with “Rude :P “, using the silly tongue emoticon. If these guys were gonna screw with me, then it’s only fair I mess with them, right? So I clicked on the fox’s player card and sure enough, she had a locked den. I knew exactly what I was going to do: make my little prophecy come true and turn her den into the giant phantom model. I bypassed the den lock and watched the loading bar fill.
When the game finished loading, I was alone in total darkness. The sidebar with your Jam-a-Grams and friend list was gone. There was no globe button to return to the map, but there was a name tag for the location- “The Ark”. I tried to walk around, but my tiger didn’t budge.
Two spaces to the left and right of me lit up like spotlights and revealed a gray monkey and fox. They were displaying strange animations I had never seen before. The monkey had its eyes closed and hands clasped together, as if it was praying. The fox raised its tail and rested its head on the floor. There was no music but the sound of a flowing stream.
Behind them stood a horse bowing its head repeatedly and an eagle with its wings folded in, concealing its head. I wanted to ask what this place was, who these people were and why I was there. I tried to chat, but I could no longer type freely. I was restricted to Bubble Chat, a list of generic Animal Jam-approved phrases to help you navigate the game (such as “Let’s be buddies!” or “How do I earn gems?”). But these phrases were definitely not part of the usual Bubble Chat list. Some of the options I saw were: “Oh Mother Nature, bless me with your kindness.” “Amen.” “The flood is coming.” “You aren’t worthy of salvation.” “Listen to Noah’s warning.”
I felt something that I had never felt when playing Animal Jam before. I felt like I wasn’t supposed to be here.I don’t know what I stumbled upon, but I knew in my heart that I found something bad. Someone really didn’t want me to see this. I’m worried that whoever is trying to keep this secret would do anything to make sure it didn’t get out.
The area continued to illuminate, revealing even more animals in these strange positions. At the end of the room was a large wooden boat with a door that looked like you could walk through. It opened and out came a gray wolf. He had the skull eyes and was the only one wearing any items of clothing; he had what looked like some sort of cane or scepter on his back. Chat bubbles appeared over every animal, which had the same message: “Hail Alpha Noah”. They repeated the message every few seconds.
“Cease exaltation.” said the wolf’s chat bubble, stepping out of the shadows. The other animals stopped talking. He walked into the center of the room. “It appears that we have saved the last voyager, have we not?”
“Yes, Alpha.” said a sheep. “We have saved the tiger.” The sheep turned towards my avatar, and the other animals followed suit. I clicked around desperately, hoping to find a way out but to no avail. I had no idea what was about to happen next and I wasn’t exactly eager to find out.
Noah the wolf drew closer. I took a deep breath and reminded myself that it was only a children’s game. Nothing was going to happen to me in real life. I shouldn’t let that creep me out. But what if I stumbled across something that really was evil? My imagination ran wild. Was this a front for some sort of real criminal activity? Was I being drawn into a plot? Why do it on Animal Jam of all places?
My worries were soon interrupted by a pink and purple panda running out into the middle of the circle. I thought that help had arrived. Finally, someone who looked like a regular player. Maybe she could help me get back to the normal Animal Jam map.
“Hello?” the panda called out with her chat bubble. All of the gray animals sharply turned towards her. “Who are you and why are you here?” asked Noah. The panda told him her username and that she tried to follow her buddy somewhere, got lost, and ended up in this weird place.
“We already have a panda on the Ark.” said Noah. “You don’t need to be here.”
I don’t understand. Why was this random player not needed, but I was? It seemed like we were both just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Wait. That’s not right. The panda said she got lost on the way to somewhere else on the map. I was prying around in other Jammers’ dens. She didn’t mean to come here. I asked for it.
The panda asked Noah how to get back to the world map. “I am deeply sorry, but I cannot grant you salvation. You are simply not fit for the Ark, yet I cannot let you return to Jamaa either. If you go back and tell everyone what you experienced, you will only stir up jealousy among the other animals over who is worthy of salvation. Then the Ark will be overcrowded, it will sink, and no one gets saved.” This speech was divided up into several chat bubbles because of the character limit.
Noah walked back to the giant boat. “Let this be a reminder as to what will happen to the heathens when the Great Flood strikes. Praise Mother Nature and be grateful to me that you were fortunate enough to be the single member of your species that will live on.” All of the other animals turned their backs on the panda. I did too, out of fear.
The middle of the circle opened up into a deep blue water texture, almost like the ocean. The panda’s still model bobbed up and down beneath the waves. Every time she disappeared behind the water and came back, she sank down lower. Then she closed her eyes, transitioned to the sleeping animation, and sank down into the dark water until she couldn’t be seen anymore.
I just saw an animal avatar drown.
After seeing that, I knew what I had to do: fit in with this group or else. Only move when they move. Say what they say at the same time they do. I know that nothing happened in real life to whoever was behind the panda character. I still didn’t want to find out what exactly that was.
“Shed no tears for your heathen friends and family. Turn your backs on them like you did just now.” said Noah. “Oh, I have forgotten a very important matter. The last voyager.” He prowled towards my character from across the circle. All eyes were on me now. I started to fidget in my seat. I don’t know what the “last voyager” is, and it doesn’t sound like a very good thing.
“The tiger. He represents vitality and luck. We are so fortunate to have found the great tiger after so long. You truly possess these traits, constantly finding yourself surrounded by wealth and fortune.” he said. “Do you believe you embody the tiger’s greatest traits?”
I scrolled through the Bubble Chat phrase list and found “Yes.” I didn’t quite get what Noah meant, but if I appeared confident, he probably would leave me alone.
“Then drink from the water of Mother Nature’s sea.” A golden cup appeared next to my avatar. I assumed it worked just like the hot cocoa or smoothies, so I clicked on it to drink. Surely enough, it shrank and disappeared just like I expected it to.
“Rejoice, voyagers, for our toils are finally over. When Mira releases her tears and floods the world, we are prepared. We will be saved. We will be all that remains of Jamaa.”
Everyone entered into the strange praying animation I saw earlier. I clicked the animation menu and there was a button with a boat. I clicked it and the tiger sat, bowing its head.
The room illuminated once more to reveal a giant clock set to 12 o’clock. The sound of a church bell rang out.
The clock started to tick backwards.

• For starters, the show has mostly female characters, none of whom are sexualized by the writers or animators. There is no "Moe Moe" there is no "bim,bo" there is no "ditz" and there is NO panty shots. There is no nudity, no adult behavior, and no sex/dirty jokes.
• The protagonists are female, there are four of them. Each of them have their unique goals, and personalities. None of them are "man-hungry". They regularly pass the bechdel test, are equal to male characters in intelligence, and are allowed to win against male characters in 1-on-1 fights. Yang is allowed to beat up a sexual harasser twice. Weiss is allowed to beat up a racist. Blake is allowed to beat up and even kill her abuser.
• The straight white male inversion. Many "critics" of the show complain that straight white males are villainized or made irredeemable to "prop up the female characters". I want you to think about all the times that a show glorifies the straight white male while putting down or objectifying the female characters? Female and LGBT characters winning against the straight white male characters while NOT in any way shape or form making them villains because they are straight white male characters takes some practice.
• Abusive characters or narcissists. The show tries to go into detail about emotional and psychological abuse regarding Adam Taurus, who was based on Gaston. A man who is popular who mistreats women and who acts as if he serves the common good but is just in it for himself. Blake and Yang , two women who have been physically and emotionally harmed by him, are allowed to defeat him in self-defense. The show acknowledges that abuse is more than just physical, and that it takes time to heal, thanks to other people. We need community.
• Women anger and women self-interest: How many times have we seen female characters shamed for being angry towards a male character or thinking about herself (cough cough, Skylar White from Breaking Bad) or when a woman stops acting like an accessory towards a male character or a plot tool for him, she's immediately shamed (Lois Lane MAWS). In RWBY, we see that the women are allowed to be angry or think about themselves (Yang in volume 5 talking with Weiss, Ruby's breakdown in volume 9) .Sadly the moment these women stopped acting in a way that fanfic writers wanted them to act , the female characters are hated for acting human, or worse, turned into homophobic memes. God forbid a woman go through changes in life that isn't "Kawaii" or submissive.
• LGBT. I'd say RWBY's Bumbleby could DEFINITELY take less time to have become canon, but? Unlike Legend of Korra, with Korrasami? There are LITERAL hours of screentime where Blake and Yang interact with each other or talk about each other. Makorra had...what, 10 minutes? Blacksun has barely 20 minutes altogether. Please don't say it came out of nowhere or that it was rushed or that blacksun was forcibly dropped? Not when there are videos showcasing over 2.5 hours of Bumbleby development throughtout the show. Its just not true, you're not paying attention if you think hours of women talking means less than mere minutes of a woman and man talking.
• Understandable motives. Now then...how many "morally grey" or "sympathetic" female antagonists do you know of? That DO NOT revolve around men? Emerald Sustrai owed Cinder Fall her life. Cinder Fall was a slave who uses power to feel safe. Harriet felt that following orders was better than questioning a dictator who would shoot, imprison, or in Volume 2 BETRAY those who questioned or defied him. Meanwhile Raven is terrified of the Bogeywoman and just wants to feel safe by hiding. Even if not sympathetic? You can understand where they are coming from.
• "Badly written fanfiction"....Every time I see people call rwby fanfiction, I remind people that RWBY is STILL an original show. The writers do NOT let their self-inserts be in a relationship with the women, and have their male characters lose in fights. How many fanfics with RWBY have you see women get the "reason you suck" speech or "Ron Weasley is a death eater" trope applied to female characters while every male antagonist gets the "draco malfoy in leather pants" trope applied? Especially when ironwood is written as a saint, Adam as an abuse victim, and Jaune as a "gigachad?"For every criticism of RWBY in writing women, the fanfics somehow make the show itself seem like a masterpiece when you see the sheer sexism and homophobia in the fanfics that are DETERMINED to straightwash every LGBT character in sight.
• Bisexual female character done right. Blake Belladonna is a bisexual character that has both men and women interested in her, and she has positive relationships with most of them. In a badly written setting, we'd have psycho yandere lesbian trope, or a woman who is bisexual just so she'll ditch a woman for a man. However, like Legend of Korra, the bisexuals ditched a man for another woman. I think this was a good idea that RWBY borrowed from LOK. The POC Lesbian character gets redeemed and becomes a hero. Bad writing would keep Ilia Amitola a villain or have her be "disciplined" for existing.
• LGBT encouragement and support: The writers don't just write and LGBT with respect. They get involved with the fandom and support LGBT fanworks and fanprojects. Writers that encourage LGBT and feminist content have got to count for something, right?

I am NOT going to call RWBY a masterpiece, and if someone tries claiming we do, they are lying about us as they lie about the show.But the way people try to analyze the show and nitpick it to death is worthy of psychological study, as the hatred against the show and its fans is as if the show itself is some type of crime against humanity according to a lot of people. Try talking about RWBY WITHOUT somebody jumping into the conversation out of nowhere and screaming about their hatred for the show.
We JUST want to talk about the show and encourage others to give it a chance, because there are many of us who like it.
What I AM however saying? Is that RWBY is much better than you give it credit for, and all I ask is that you please give the show a chance, and not try to stop others from giving it a chance.