This guide is created based on my experience and would like to share it with players considering to get the voltgun(VG)/ players who has gotten it and have not figured out the Crux of the gun.
General tip: do not take the elite purple gem if you do not have the required skills to take the elite drop skill. There are only so many elites per round. Pick up radius messes up this strategy so I do not take pick up radius tree.
Yes I bought the exp bot, so I do not bother with collecting exp drops from the floor.
Goal : The volt gun should become a bullet hose that keeps firing and never has to reload.
How?: since the voltgun has a 30% chance to trigger lightning out of the box. Energize and splitting shock from the lightning tree is crucial to turning your VG into a bullet hose.
Legendary grade of the VG adds an additional perk of granting you ammo with every 3 lightning strikes.
Base upgrade of the elementariums improves splitting shock to have 1 additional lightning on top of the 1 granted by splitting shock.
Once you have gathered all of the above you will have your bullet hose.
Damage: The VG's bullet are but a medium for the damage. From experience, you will want VG to keep applying skills that do on hit damage and by that logic you want to focus on fire rate, projectile, penetration, To finish your build. See below for skills.
Elemental damage boost(boss drops): tomb of frostfire, tomb of thunder.
Fire rate skills: rapid fire, lightweight ammo, entrenched. Tomb of furor(boss drop)(take this as first boss drop if possible), assassin(elite drop) (move rate tree)
Penetration: deathreap, assassin(see above).
Projectiles: double barrel is sufficient, dig in(boss drop) is not a priority. I have carnage pants so that might be a reason why I don't feel the need. Fusilade wastes a skill point to get to, hence I don't like to get it.
Lightning tree: your bread and butter for your bullet hose. Take all the energize and splitting shock first to finish your bullet hose setup then finish with eletrotheurge later in the game. Do not take elite drop, personally I feel there are better elite drops out there.
Fire tree: prioritise getting warmth here and flaming meteor. Take the elite drop overload, it is a free additional 150% damage since you already have lightning. Fire mastery can be taken later. Warmth is to help with your survivability. With enough fire rate flaming meteor will be constantly dropping.
Withering gaze (WG): prioritise evil eye, eagle sight this will be your additional medium of proccing your your on hit skills. Elite drop is good to have but not a priority. Evil eye procs lightning, freeze, burning. More procs = more damage.
Freeze tree: do not take frost bolt(your are never reloading). Elite drop is free damage. Freeze is proc by your bullets and WG, frigid domain turns frozen mobs into mini bombs when they die. Freeze also gives you some room to breathe as frozen enemy block other mobs from moving forward. With WG you should have an ice wall surrounding you
Power shot tree: prioritise fragmentation over large caliber, to get deathreap. Penetration is important and it makes your bullet hit more mobs, more hit = more procs. Elite drop optional.
Bruteslayer tree: I like all of the skills here, at the point of writing I have not unlocked the elite drop so can't comment on this.
If rng does not go your way. Curse tree is good I don't like doom, with elite drop. It helps spread your burning to ensure warmth procs more. And increases your bullet damage with karma.
Tldr: Step 1: build skills that proc on hit/ with shots fired. Step 2: Shoot fast, keep shooting, shoot faster. Step 3: profit?
That's all I have for now. At the point of writing this I'm only at stage 34 with 244k CP using the VG. With slightly over 2 weeks into the game.
I beat stage 33 (recommended CP 274.3k) using VG following this strategy.
Veterans of the game please feel free to jump in if I'm wrong in my logic.

We saw yet another example of this yesterday, when that Iranian bastard died. All of the muslims are literally mourning his death and then they claim that they are the protectors of peace and humanity while that bastard murdered tens of thousands of people even children and these servants of allah have no sympathy for those children like this literally shows that they are only protesting for Palestine because the aggrieved party is majority muslim and the perpetrators are jews they don't even a shred of humanity for anyone other than their pedo cult followers. Majority of them are seething because according to them that iranian bastard was an angel sent by pedo allah to destroy Israel they don't give a fuck how many women were raped by their ummah brothers in Iran because majority Iranians don't consider themselves muslims. I don't support Israel but the hypocrisy is clear for all to see but people are still blind to it. These cultists bastard think it's heroic if a member of their cult murders, rapes, tortures children, men and women for not complying with their animal laws. Sorry for the strong language.

As we know there is no true canon in the scp universe, thus leaving room for people to decide there own canon.
I think there are already a couple of posts regarding how much powerful is your Canon foundation is...
So let's change the topic and think about the most favourite Goi instead "United Nations global occult coalition"( UNGOC) and the rest of UN.
The reason I am including the rest is because GOC might be the one that has all the good stuff but it in theory is under control of UN and the security council..
Having this level of power and even the ability to get this much done without getting your investors and national supporters angry is a feat that real life UN can never achieve..
Not to mention in many stories UN fucking quarantines entire countries on its own..
The size of people working inside GOC is pretty big in some canons as well..
Hell GOC in SCP 5000 had fucking flying fortresses and God knows how many super soldiers that make every single foundation MTF look like a piece of fly..
Having this big of a military in place is pretty impressive and most likely is very costly as well as requires ton of manpower which the real life UN can never provide..
As a result my personal head canon is that UN on TV acts like a pointless organisation that can't do anything in real life and is ignored by various nations as being useless..
But in reality it is the one that calls the shots of every national government, secretly working as a defecto world government, saving humanity and safe guarding world peace..
The GOC in my canon is a independent military force that is funded very well and had its own front companies that support it's operations World wide.
The size of my GOC is around a million atleast as it is a paranoid organisation that does whatever it can to save the world and humanity leaving no stone unturned.
Oh yeah they have giant mecha, magic nukes and even freaking space Marines as well.
So what is your Canon about these two ?

Time played: SF6 & Tekken 8 (I have 100 total ((noob)) and it’s 50 hours each.
100K prowess vanquisher on 1 victor, and gold/plat SF6. Peaked on modern but now learning classic with my new fight stick.
Was curious how many hours you who play both have. I know there’s going to be a preferred game between the 2. But for people who play both I’d be interested to hear your hour count and rank. As well as how you alternate.
For me I got into a huge SF6 wave. Then hopped on Tekken non stop. Now will pick back up SF6 with Akuma out. And yes it hurts my brain going back and f

Kadillac Kirk had been a good friend of mine for several years. I had met him through friends from The Spring Stage; and he never had anything to do with The Imp, which is why he didn’t appear in the Married Mary saga. Mary would have totally thrown herself at him, and Kirk would have definitely “thrown it in her.” He loved the ladies and often remarked that there was no such thing as an unappealing woman, nor was there anything sweeter than finding the pearl of passion in an outwardly plain dame. Fortunately for Kirk, he never met Mary. This was probably fortunate for Mary as well, seeing as Kirk was a confirmed bachelor and he would have probably broken her fat heart.
Kirk was an older guy. Not MOE old, though. He was in his early forties, but he easily passed for a carefree dude in his 30s... not that he lied about his age. I only mention this trait to juxtapose Kirk’s genuine youthful air with Moe’s unconvincing youthful farce. Kirk dressed normally, avoided stupid jargon, and never busted out gimmicks like tarot cards or spells. He just existed, behaved affably, and people liked him for it.
He drove a classic 1962 Cadillac El Dorado convertible with red leather interior, and he lived in a charmingly quaint (and ridiculously expensive) neighborhood. How he made his fortune remained a mystery, but he never bloviated about his wealth. He just threw spectacular parties and people showed up. And, to my knowledge, he never tried to lure women into bed with his money (although I’m sure he got his fair share of boom-boom thanks to his digs and his wheels, even if the gold-diggers denied their monetary agendas).
Kirk was legitimately handsome. He was a drummer, he had a full head of black hair, he was clean-shaven, he worked out, and he knew all the hidden gems in Wellsprings. So why hadn’t I tried... or even desired to date him? I don’t know. I just didn’t feel drawn to him like that. He felt like a cool uncle and he had, thus far, never done anything to change my perception. Plus, the age difference weirded me out a little. Kirk didn’t look forty; but knowing that he had so much more life experience than I did created a power imbalance that would have creeped me out if we’d been dating. As buddies, I just felt supremely cool riding in his Cadillac, smoking Fantasia cigarettes, and hitting the speakeasies and jazz clubs I would have never known about if it weren’t for Kirk’s connections.
And he had been a good person to talk to about my romantic woes. He never lecherously suggested that I should date him, and he gave the type of tempered advice that only comes with lived experience. But he often lightly mocked me for my crush on Dennis and he did a hilarious impression of Smegal popping too soon over his “precious.” So when Mary “got me back” by doing whatever she did with to Dennis, I called Kadillac Kirk and told him the drinks were on me if he’d be my designated driver for the night.
Why hadn’t I called Whisky??? Well, A) Kirk was way more fun to hang out with, at least from my past experiences up to that point. And B) I needed to bitch about a boy, something I couldn’t do in good conscience in front of a guy I was dating. So I put on the sexiest plunging halter dress I owned, applied heavy eye makeup and spikey accessories, braved a pair of stilettos, and sashayed out to Kirk’s convertible. I felt like a badass rock star. I probably looked like a try-hard hooker.
Kirk: Daaaaay-um! Somebody really did do a number on you, huh? I know you said you were upset, but the gents are gonna be writing thank you notes to that fat girl and that butt-fucking hobbit.
Me: I just need to feel pretty and numb. And I trust you to keep me from making a fool of myself.
Kirk squeezed my shoulder. “I’ve got you. You do whatever you need to do to get rid of these demons.”
He sparked up a J and offered me the first puff. I gladly accepted. He took one puff of his own, but said that the rest was mine since he didn’t want to drive stoned. See? He was responsible! Weed wasn’t legal in California yet, so I got a little bit baked before I stashed the sativa in the glove box and wrapped a scarf around my hair like a starlet from the Golden Age of Hollywood. Kirk sped out of the parking lot and said he was taking me to a downtown hotel that was hosting a party that night in their lush lobby.
Kadillac Kirk pulled up to the main entrance, paid the valet, and then opened my door. I was wobbly from the weed. And I had stupidly decided to wear heels. You can get high or you can wear high (heels). You can’t have both. Not if you’ve repeatedly injured both ankles (as I have). I had to take Kirk’s arm to keep from keeling over. “Can people tell I’m stoned?” I whispered. Kirk replied, “Nobody’s paying any attention to anyone else’s intoxication. I promise you that much.” I nodded, steadied myself, and strutted alongside my very cool friend, feeling a little more confident.
A live jazz orchestra was playing Cole Porter as we entered the lobby. Everything sparkled. The music was even more intoxicating than the spliff had been. “Just One of Those Things” brought tears to my eyes since the lyrics hit every raw nerve regarding the Dennis debacle. But I smiled. It might sound mental, but being distraught over a trash fire of a one-sided romance was exhilarating. Immature, for sure. But also exhilarating. You see, that kind of sadness doesn’t hurt. Not really. It stings. It leaves little bruises, but it’s very safe to wallow in because you haven’t actually lost anything. Melancholia over that which you never had is as sweet as it is bitter; and that type of twisted splendor is rivaled only by Stendhal.
“Here's hoping we meet now and then. It was great fun, but it was just one of those things.” I sang along with the band, and a fat tear rolled down past my melancholic smile and onto my chin. Kirk brushed it aside. “Too close to home?” I wiped away the remnants of the tear’s journey from eye to chin and smiled a more genuine smile. “The perfect distance from home. Shall we get drinks? Remember, I’m buying.”
Kirk: No, no. This is your time to heal. And I’m here as your pal, not your chauffeur. What would the lady like?”
I pretended to barf. Kirk knew I hated it when he got overly formal and overly attentive. So he did it just to mess with me. “Shot of vodka,” I replied.
Kirk: How many?
I thought briefly. “FIVE.”
Kirk: Five to one, baby. One in five...
Me: No one here gets out alive.
Kirk: Are you able to hold yourself upright, or should you come with?
I took a seat on an ornate, damask-upholstered chaise lounge. “I’ll be okay. And I was kidding about the five shots.”
I sat there lost in the music for a while. I thought very little about Dennis. Even less about Mary. And not at all about Whisky (whom I had shagged less than a week ago). My mind danced through the ornate lighting in the hotel lobby, and I suddenly felt the need to join the hoity-toity guests on the dancefloor!
Kirk returned with four shots of vodka. Two for him, two for me. That was quite reasonable of him. He knew damn well that I couldn’t handle five shots, but he also knew that I was in a... state. One that called for more than a single shot. I raised a both miniature glasses to “No more ninnyhammers or hairy-footed lovers.” Kirk did his hilarious Smegal impression, we double-toasted, and downed the shots. The band launched into “Let’s Misbehave,” and I kicked off my stilettos and made a beeline for the dance floor.
“There’s something wild about you child that’s so contagious. Let’s be outrageous! Let’s misbehave.” Kadillac Kirk swept me up, twirled me around, and dipped me as we both sang along with the lyrics. I wasn’t swooning for him, but I was enthralled by the moment. The music, the dancing, the combination of booze and bud... so I kissed him as he pulled me back to my feet. And he kissed back. In a way that Dennis never had. In a way that Whisky’s beard wouldn’t permit. I didn’t feel the visceral sensations that I’d felt when Dennis had kissed me, but it felt nice to feel desired. And then I noticed that other guests were watching us and applauding. Now, that was a dopamine rush if ever there was one!
I gently broke away from the embrace, high-fived Kirk and returned to the chaise lounge to put my stupid shoes back on. He followed me and smashed his face back onto mine. I pulled away and laughed. “It was a moment,” I told him. “I appreciate the dance, and that kiss was the perfect finale. But it’s not happening again.”
Kirk: Not to worry, Valerie. I know you. I knew all along that we were performing, and I was more than happy to be your scene partner.
Me: And dance partner! Those were some excellent moves! I didn’t know you had ballroom training.
Kirk: You name it, I’ve mastered it. Another drink for the lady?
I pretended to barf again. “Not yet. I’m not sad right now. Do you mind if I just sit here and enjoy the music?”
Kirk: Ah. My kisses do have healing properties...
I flipped my hand up at him. “Knock that shit off, bro. I wanted to hang out with you because I trust you not to get weird. Even if I get weird, I know you have the maturity to balance me out.”
Kirk: Are you calling me old???
Me: No. I’m calling you rational, responsible, and respectful.
Kirk: Well, now. If you can articulate an alliterative statement that fluently, then you clearly aren’t drunk enough!
I dismissed this comment as a joke. And he did indeed knock off the flirtation. We had a perfectly pleasant time chatting and dancing (no more kissing, though). And then I noticed a girl I knew from Into the Woods entering the lobby. She’d played Florinda and I’d played Little Red. I called her name and waved enthusiastically. She waved back. And then her date entered. It was D.E.N.N.I.S. I sank into the chaise. Kirk caught on immediately. “The hobbit???” he asked. I nodded silently. “You wanna make out again?” he enthused. I shook my head. I had to go say hello to Flo. And I had an idea...
I crossed the lobby, smiled, squealed, and hugged her.
Florinda: Lil’ Red! It’s been forever! So glad to see you!!! This is my friend, Denny.
Dennis was shifting uncomfortably. I extended my hand. “Nice to meet you. I know your date from Into the Woods. I bet she could tell you some entertaining stories about that show...” Flo laughed out loud, well aware of the many misadventures to which I'd referred. Of course, she might have been laughing because Dennis never, ever listened to anyone else's stories. He was too busy telling, re-telling, slightly altering, and exaggerating his own.
Dennis: C’mon, Val...
Me: Oh, you’ve heard of me? Small world! You guys picked a great night to come here. They’re playing Cole Porter, and the band is delovely!
Florinda (appearing oblivious to the iciness between me and Dennis): Have you seen Prince Big Bad (Scumbanger) lately?
I laughed. “Last time I saw him, he was hitting on some nasty fat chick at The Imp.”
Flo and I both scoffed at the pervy pest. Into the Woods was where I’d initially met Scumbanger. He played The Wolf/Cinderella’s Prince. Again... typecasting. There’s a whole essay in my brain about my first encounter with the pest, during which he quoted the song that he sang to me in the show, “Hello, Little Girl.” But it gets into some pretty uncomfortable territory because he made me feel excited. Well, excited and scared. Nothing of note happened during Into the Woods, but our odd interactions did kind of set the stage for some extremely regrettable events during that Cats cast party.
I excused myself, saying that I needed to get back to my friend. And then I leaned in and said in a hushed voice to Flo, “Watch your ass with that one. If he’s the Denny I’m thinking of...” I gave her a look that only another female would be able to read. Her eyebrows shot up and she nodded. Dennis continued to shift as though he were trying to hold in a massive dump. “BABE! Uh...”
Flo apparently answered to that moniker as well. “What is it, Denny? Don’t worry. That was just telepathic girl talk. You apparently have a reputation...”
Dennis: Different Denny. I assure you I’m a pious gentleman.
Me: Ah. My mistake. Well, then. You guys have a good time! Nice to meet you, Denny. Great to see you, Flo!
I hugged Flo again, gave Dennis a curt nod, ignored the scent of mandarins and mountain air, and returned to Kirk.
I collapsed on the chaise lounge, exhausted from holding back the rage. I had no right to be mad at Florinda. I hadn’t seen her in three years, so how was she supposed to know that I’d had a thing with Dennis? Hell, I couldn’t even be mad at Dennis because the last time he and I had spoken in any meaningful way, I’d told him that I was no longer entertaining my crush on him. So why was I surprised to see him dating??? And why had he never taken ME out on a date like this??? And why wasn’t I smitten with Kadillac Kirk who HAD taken me out on a date like this, was an objectively excellent kisser, and a bona fide BALLER? What was wrong with me???
Kirk suggested going down the street to a quaint little bar and then sobering up at a diner closer to my apartment. I numbly nodded and followed him in silence for a few blocks. He assured me that I had “turned several heads” on the way to the new location, but I neither cared nor believed him. This wasn't the type of numbness I'd been aiming for. Now I needed to get schnockered. “Five shots of vodka, please.” Yes, I was serious.
Kadillac Kirk, my reliable designated driver, ordered only a beer and watched in something across between astonishment, concern, and delight as I slammed all five shots in rapid succession. I half expected to immediately retch all over the bar. But I felt fine. I half expected to immediately lose consciousness and wake up in the hospital. But I remained coherent. How I’d managed to take in that much hard liquor and suffer no direct consequences, I’ll never know.
I think I wanted to suffer. I wanted to either feel nothing at all or to feel a sickness bad enough to distract me from the scorching sting that pulsed through my being when I realized that I had lost the abstract notion I’d been addicted to this entire time. Hope. It wasn’t Dennis himself I couldn’t quit. It was that drug called hope. The hope that maybe, just maybe Dennis would give our romance a fair chance. The hope that maybe, just maybe he would make peace with himself, get his mind out of his crotch, and enjoy some agenda-free togetherness. The hope that maybe, just maybe he would stop bloviating about his admittedly impressive accomplishments for five fucking minutes and ask about my life. I had my own reasonably impressive accomplishments, even if they paled in comparison to his. A proper suitor would have enjoyed hearing about them.
But seeing him out with another woman, a woman who had no reason to parade her Dennis escapades before me as some means of revenge, a woman he was clearly courting of his own volition... My hope had died. It died before I’d had time to wean myself off it. Now I had to mourn the loss of hope, which is a very tricky brand of grief to navigate. Vodka wasn’t the answer, but it was what I had to work with. So it would have to do.
After enough time had passed without vomiting or collapsing, I asked Kirk to bring his car around to the bar so that I didn’t have to walk two and a half blocks drunk and in heels. He nodded and dramatically leaned in for a kiss. I recoiled. “DUDE! I told you. The moment has passed.”
Kirk: I beg your pardon. I misread your eyes. Thought I saw a green light...
Me: It’s fine. I just want to go home while I’m still feeling okay.
Kirk: Of course. Your chariot will be here soon.
He skipped off to fetch his Cadillac and I noticed that the lights in the bar were beginning to dance a bit. This should have been concerning. But then I realized that I was giggling. Wait... What? Oh shit. Sure, I was drunk from those shots. But what I was feeling in that moment wasn’t drunkery. It was stonery. Kirk probably misread my face because my pupils were dilated. Not from desire, but from drug use.
Some of you might be thinking that I was a bad friend for not introducing Lucy, an old dude connoisseur, to Kirk. Well... I did. Several years before the events of this story. He adored her. She, on the other hand, thought he was immature. And she wasn’t wrong. Lucy was astute when it came to sussing out a person’s true nature. Far more astute than I. Her initial assessment that Kirk was immature is about to be vindicated. Stretch those cringe muscles! It’s almost time for pie...
I somehow managed to get to his car. I honestly don’t recall how I got there. Did one of the bartenders carry me? Did some kind patron allow me to lean on him? Had Kadillac Kirk carried me out? I’m not sure. But my memory ceases to be fuzzy about halfway to the 24-hour diner. It might have been the very same 24-hour diner where Mary pulled her... shenanigans. I’ll never know.
Kirk: Would you say that you’re more drunk or more stoned?
Me: STONED. Definitely stoned.
Kirk made some sort of grunty noise and reached for my thigh. I slapped his hand.
Kirk: Stoned but not amorous? That’s rare.
I started laughing rather unkindly. “You’re a fucking horndog! I thought you were my safe straight male friend, dammit.”
Kirk: I solemnly swear that your safety is my primary concern, my stoned beauty.
I pretended to throw up.
Kirk: So... You’re not horny. But are you hungry? The diner I’m heading to makes this Maple Walnut Pie with the most sumptuous... sensual cream and exquisite drizzling of...
Me: Ew! Stop trying to bang the pie. Bro. Are YOU stoned? (Then I remembered the question.) Yes, I’m hungry. But I don’t like nuts. I’ll have banana cream.
Kirk made that repulsive grunty noise again. “Uhhhhh... Mmmmmm. Cream. Yessssss. Yes, we’ll be there in just a minute.” He was squirming in the driver's seat.
Me: GROSS, DUDE! If you’re gonna be like that I’ll just order HASH brows. Get it? Hash??? (I giggled uncontrollably.). You can’t make that sound nasty.
Kirk: Forgive my jokes. I think my blood sugar’s a bit low.
As Kirk parked, I began to wonder how I might get away with walking shoeless into the diner. The stilettos had to get off my feet. At least while I was walking. And Kirk was kind enough to give me his socks and wear his loafers “island style” into the establishment. Okay, that was gallant of him. Maybe he was going to behave himself for the rest of the evening.
I wasn’t terribly talkative as we sat down, and he expressed concern for my emotional well-being. I wasn’t coherent enough to explain what was happening to my emotions and I wasn’t sure I trusted him with my deep, dark secrets at that point. So I shrugged like a sulky teenager, ran my hands over my messy, windblown hair, and mumbled that I was “just hungry.” And right on cue, a very kind, slightly older waitress with a sweet southern accent stopped by to take our order.
Kirk: Ah, yes. We’ll have two cups of black coffee. And we’ll share a slice of that delectable Maple Walnut Pie.
Waitress: Oh, honey. That pie is scrumptious! I take it you’ve been here before?
Kirk: I have. This will be her first time to taste the splendor.
I hated to be a killjoy, but I interrupted and said to the waitress, “Ma’am? I’m sure the Maple Walnut is excellent, but could I please get a slice of Banana Cream? And a big glass of ice water?
Waitress: Sure, hon! Banana Cream’s just as yummy! I’ll be right back with those coffees and that big water.
Kirk was sucking on the tip of his forefinger and shaking his head a bit. “You’re passing up so many sensational... sensual...”
I put my forehead on the table and growled. “You swore you’d stop being nasty!” I held this #headdesk pose for quite some time before I finally lifted my head... only to see that Kirk was still sucking his fingertip and staring at me like a wild animal. “Pleeeeeease be normal,” I whined. “It’s been a really weird night for me.”
Kirk: Indeed. Many surprises. You know... You’re like titanium. Your flame burns so fast and so bright, if a guy doesn’t get in there while the iron is hot, he’ll never get another chance. I was too slow.
What the...? I was pretty sure he was wrong about titanium burning quickly. I’m no chemistry wiz, but my dad and my oldest brother are both big-brains when it comes to physics and chemistry. So I picked up some things just listening to them talk. Accurate or inaccurate, Kirk was being creepy again. He’d never been creepy towards me before, although I’d seen him act like this with other women. Usually with staggering success. Why????? His money. It had to be his money. Kirk was a nice-looking man, but holy shit... No amount of good looks could save this creep show.
And then, our sweet waitress sat down our coffees, my water, and the two slices of pie. After I gulped down a whole bunch of water, I grabbed a fork, prepared to quell my munchies... and then I froze. Kirk was quickly flicking his finger back and forth across the top of his pie. And moaning. He noticed my wide-eyed stare, smirked, sucked the tip of his thumb, picked up the plate with both hands, and began flicking his tongue across the tip of the triangular pie slice. And moaning some more. Well, there went my appetite.
Kirk took his middle finger and jabbed it into the crustless vertex of the pie slice, then he began pumping it in and out like a piston, and flicking his thumb across the increasingly demolished top layer of whipped cream. He gasped this time. People were starting to stare. His pointer finger joined his middle finger in the piston action, and he replaced his thumb with his tongue. Between flicks of the tongue, he groaned, “Oh yeah, baby... Let me taste you,” but it was kind of hard to understand him.
And I was either about to run to the back office, tell them that I was in danger and needed a police escort home... OR I was about to burst out laughing at the spectacle. Kirk continued... He removed his fingers and gregariously licked pie filling off of them. And then he started sucking his fingertips again, switching from middle to pointer, middle to pointer and emitting a delighted little, “Mmmmmm” with every suck.
Finally, he jabbed his fingers back into the utterly destroyed pie, lowered his face into the mess and lapped loudly and passionately, moaning, grunting, and mumbling “Come on, baby. Come on. Mmmmmm. Come on.” I could see the waitress and some dude in a suit heading over to the table, so I sank down in my seat, partially covered my face, but continued to watch the train wreck. At last, Kirk shuddered violently, he splatted his entire hand onto the plate and rubbed furiously. And then he locked eyes with me. He sucked the tip of his thumb one final time and said, “You...” There was a long pause during which Kirk lovingly stroked the mess he’d made. “You... are the pie.”
I don’t hang out with Kadillac Kirk anymore. But he’s still a bachelor, ladies!

Time played: SF6 & Tekken 8 (I have 100 total ((noob)) and it’s 50 hours each.
100K prowess vanquisher on 1 victor, and gold/plat SF6. Peaked on modern but now learning classic with my new fight stick.
Was curious how many hours you who play both have. I know there’s going to be a preferred game between the 2. But for people who play both I’d be interested to hear your hour count and rank. As well as how you alternate.
For me I got into a huge SF6 wave. Then hopped on Tekken non stop. Now will pick back up SF6 with Akuma out. And yes it hurts my brain going back and fourth.

Recently my life went downhill as I was burned by many people. I lost my apartment, and I was constantly job hopping for a good 6 months just trying to recover and try to get back on track. I became addicted to alcohol which I have since stopped for about a month now and I’m proud of myself for that. My girlfriend at the time started acting just completely different and no matter how I tried to talked to her it just felt that she was clocked out.
Well we broke up the other day, come to find out she was messaging my friend behind my back for 6 months straight just trying to find dirt on me, but my friend essentially told her to grow up and talk to me about these issues (my friend is a great guy, he even showed me screenshots and I was glad to see he had my back the whole time. We’ve been friends since high school and he’s never been one to burn me or go behind my back to hurt me). He finally decided to spill the beans and showed me that she told him she was going on dates with this other guy behind my back, and how she is just too scared to break up with me.
I have had her blocked for a few days now, but seeing all of this after being told that she doesn’t love me anymore and wants me out of her life just has me laying here so numb. I’ve never truly been cheated on like this and I always went out of my way to try my best for her. Some more context about my ex, she can’t get a legal job, can’t get a bank account, drivers license, etc. She has been in the immigration process for almost 4 years with no progress, and no signs of it changing.
I feel so used, emotionally manipulated, and just so empty. I can’t sleep, I’m losing weight, and I just don’t have any motivation. I just feel empty.
I just need to get this off my chest.

Sp many people think that Zant would be a string villain had he remained a one-dimensional conqueror-type throughout yhe entire game, and that Ganondorf is shoehorned in so fans could have an edgy 2006 battle between epic gritty Link and epic grotty Ganondorf. It's such a common opinion that I find patronizing as someone who really likes Twilight Princess and its story. I think the people who hold this opinion are also completely wrong.
The story without major rewrites, would not make sense without Ganondorf. He is responsible for Zant usurping the throne and gaining access to the Light Realm. Zant is too weak to do this on his own, and too weak to shatter the Mirror of Twilight. We know this from the speech Zant gives after the Lakebed Temple, the explanation given by the Sages after Arbiter's Grounds, and talks with Midna. They sent Ganondorf where they previously Australia'd the Twili.
He does not come out of nowhere, his presence is known after the third of the game's nine dungeons. The story, a sequel to Ocarina of Time, was absolutely written with him in mind.
Someone seemingly strong and untouchable like Zant is revealed at the end of the game (even though it was explicitly spelled out for you after Lakebed) to have been given his power by Ganondorf, who is (in his own words) Zant's god. This makes Zant a puppet. This plot point is not forced, not lazy, not bad writing. It's a twist that adds depth to Zant, making him more than just a generic bad guy, and adds to Ganondorf's level of threat, like he can stage a coup as means to get back to conquering the world after cheating death. Crazy.
I'm convinced that the people who think Ganondorf is a bad villain did not read a word of the game's script and did not notice Ganondorf was in the game until the final boss fight, because if you were paying any attention at all you would understand why Ganondorf is there.
People, I guess, think Zant would be more strong if the Triforce went incomplete the whole game, that Zant inexplicably find Hyrule from another dimension, makong this sequel to OoT feature an unrelated Link and Zelda dealing with some random alien that has nothing to do with the previous conflict. But of course, Ganondorf being there automatically makes his inclusion terroble, right? Way worse than any of those massive plot holes that would arise from his absence, that's for sure. A villain not turning out to be what they seemed at their introduction? Why would you ever do that? Zant must be identical at the end of the game as at the beginning. After all, a strong villain means they work completely alone... even though they're in a sequel to a game that has a villain with an unresolved arc... in a long-running series about three characters and their conflict constantly recurring.
TL;DR- Ganondorf works in Twilight Princess, just know how to read.
Anyway that's my two cents, what say you all?

I am making this post hoping somebody can gain some help/insight from this. Even if it is comparing and deciding that their event(s) is nowhere nearly as bad. I am just hoping this helps. I have multiple events and they all make me a sick disgusting monster, most likely incomparable to all of you.
I have ocd, and have struggled in the past but I have been on a roll for the past 2 years with very few slip ups. This stuff that pertains to real events is way different than any other area of my life that ocd has effected.
I am going to add a bit of background about my childhood. This is in no way an excuse or justification for my horrible actions. I am currently a 21 year old male. Living with some friends away from family going to college and working.
Both of my parents were addicts fresh out of treatment, my dad left when I was really young. They had a horrible emotionally and physically abusive relationship. My older brother who is almost exactly 3 years older than me was my only guidance at the time as we didn’t have many friends from moving a couple times. This same older brother sexually abused me for a couple years, I was complicit because I didn’t understand anything was wrong, I figured this was normal for kids. It happened from 7-13 years old. It started as exposing me to porn and teaching me to masturbate, then it turned into sexual touching and sexual acts such as convincing me to give/recieve oral sex, and almost attempt penetration. This was not often, however it happened on a few occasions all within a month. We also practiced kissing. I am not gay. I do not struggle with my sexuality. I like women.
He eventually went to high school and met girls and I’m guessing he left this in the past. So did I for a while, I had no idea the impact it had on me.
Below I am going to list my actions since then and why I am so distressed. All of this behavior occurred from 13-20 years old before I had the big realization.

1. I was totally hypersexual I had inappropriate fantasies involving people in my life, including my own family.
   
2. I masturbated to pictures of cousins and my sisters, all close in age, but still blood family.
   
3. I took a couple pictures of my sister in my early teens, nothing naked or exposing, but still inappropriate and for the wrong reasons. (Under 10 photos, still inappropriate, not a justification.) (since deleted.) (never sent them anywhere or did anything else with them)
   
4. I realized this was an invasion of privacy, I just had absolutely no moral compass and 0 sexual outlet, so I just masturbated to get rid of the “desire” or “thoughts”
   

I knew touching or initiating with any of these people was absolutely wrong or forbidden. I never even considered it, however I still masturbated to these thoughts and images.
In my head it was a way to release sexual energy. I even thought this was something that others may relate to later in life and laugh about. Since then I have realized I am most likely alone, and if I shared these events, people would despise me.
What bothers me is that I genuinely thought there was nothing wrong with my behavior. Legally there wasn’t, but morally there absolutely was. Legal is all I had to go off. And that’s what sometimes make me feel better is the fact that i genuinely didn’t know better. I knew better than not to touch anybody and not to watch anything illegal, however, that’s about it. I thought everyone was curious around this time.
Side note: my dad had a group chat at this time where they would send many pictures of women out in public to each other and rate them, maybe this is why I thought this was okay ? (The taking photos part)
I never ever thought twice about my actions. They seemed justified, they seemed normal for me, don’t ask how, I’m yet to figure that out. I am disgusted with myself.
I found myself recently looking this up all day everyday and finding a couple people that relate but there were a lot of comments that said people like me were the scum of the earth, and I’m having a hard time not believing that.
What hurts the most is nobody knowing, everyone always commends me for how good of a person I have became and all my accomplishments despite my tough childhood. But I feel like they just don’t know who I was and what mistakes I’ve made.
It feels like I’d rather be a serial killer or something I feel like the worst person on the planet to be honest.
I don’t see a way out of this. All my friends and peers love me, but they don’t know this. And I know it would make them disgusted with me. Which I am okay with at this point because I deserve it.
I also know that I would ruin my family life, but i deserve to be despised.
I am posting this hoping that somebody could see this and understand they don’t have it as bad as they think. These were all my actions though and I take full accountability.
I am curious to know how anybody could justify this or explain to me that I’m not just as bad as a rapist or a sex offender or pedophile. As far as I’m concerned, I am and I deserve to be treated as So.
I am going to sleep I hope I’ve helped somebody to know whatever their event is, you’re not alone, or it could be worse. Not trying to minimize, I just know how it is, believe me.
And before you tell me to go to therapy, I am already in the process.
I just want to share in hopes of somebody relating, or telling me I was a sicko, either way I don’t care, I just want feedback.
I know a lot of peoples events are related to sexual stuff. But I’m sure these are some of the worst of the worst.
Thanks for reading. Sorry if I wrote too much. I’ve been needing to let this out.
Any questions or anything, advice, criticism, are welcome here or in dm.

Last December, I visited Baguio and really fell in love with the vibes and culture here. Since then, I've been seriously thinking about moving here for a few years to see how it goes or hopefully settle down.
The weather, people, and culture here seems to be the city I’ve been longing for. Or does this get old?
Just a quick background, I'm a 24yo software engineer from the US, and my job is fully remote. I’ve saved up enough money to live comfortably for at least five years without work (hoping this is not the case), and I have investments that should last even longer if they perform well. I know it’s a bit of a risky decision, but I want to take the chance to live my life and not just chase money. I’ll be moving alone and don’t have many responsibilities in terms of family relationships. I’ve been working ever since I was 16yo and I grew up without my parents so being independent wouldn’t be a problem.
And, if things don't go as planned and I need to find work in Baguio, similarly to what I have now, am I cooked? I’m okay with a pay cut as long as it’s enough to live on. Also, I’m Filipino if that matters, but I only understand about 85% of the language and can’t speak it well without tripping up on some words and pronunciations.
Like I said, this is quite risky but I really want to get out of this country and want to live a whole different life. Any tips or advice would be greatly appreciated!

Salam my wife (20) and I (20) have been married for 6 months alhumdulilah and we have been living at my parents house for the time as moving out yet has not been viable option but we’ve always agreed that at some point we will. Recently my parents have been acting in a despicable manner against me and her. I have never gotten along with my father for many reasons and was always close with my mother but even now for the first time in years ever since I was married she acts different as a Pakistani I’m aware some mothers try take their patriarchal power from the son and by extension the wife. And I’ve had many conversations with my mother that it’s not how it works. She’s has on numerous occasions fought with me about anything she can. For example it’s my wife’s birthday coming up and I told her that her family has planned her day out and she immediately rejected the idea and declined to come. I said to her it’s her choice whether she comes or not but I will be spending that day with my wife and her family as I’m trying to prioritise my marriage. Whenever I am not around the house they pick on my wife and say extremely rude things about to her and constantly patronise her. My father has a narcissistic behaviour, he’s one of those men who thinks he right in everything he says and everyone else is wrong and if you even try the littlest to make him understand even respectfully he throws a tantrum and starts shouting and swearing and his behaviour makes my wife feel really uncomfortable to be around him, she quite literally gets scared and starts shaking when he comes home from work thinking he’s going to mock her to say something disrespectful. Today he went over the edge and shouted at me disrespectfully all because I closed my bedroom door a little too loud and said if you can’t live here peacefully you guys can get lost and out the house also addressing my wife and she had enough and said to me let’s move to parents house for a bit until we can move out I’m unsure on what to do because I have never gotten along with him and most people who meet him always leave a negative remark on his character and unfortunately they are right growing up he has physically abused me from a young age and always has neglected me but with my younger brother he treats him like a prince what should I do?

For context, my parents and siblings have always gone on holiday with this family—it's been like this my whole life. I enjoy it because it makes holidays more fun. HOWEVER, the mom from the other family always points out skinny girls, saying how beautiful they are because they’re thin, how she wished she looked like them. She constantly calls herself fat (she’s not) and keeps dieting. Before covid, I was always naturally skinny but during quarantine, I gained a lot of weight because I had nothing to do so I lowkey just ate whatever I wanted. I’m almost sure I might even go to the overweight bmi category. This woman always used to call me beautiful, but when she saw me after covid, she suddenly stopped. It was my first trigger. I know it sounds stupid that not getting complimented triggered me but it is what it is. I started dieting bc I felt so incredibly huge, which quickly went out of control once I began receiving compliments about how great I looked after losing weight. I was fucking dying bro, my hair were falling out, I was feeling faint all the time, but I was at healthy weight and I looked better, right? Well I still felt so fat, so I just kept losing more and more weight. No one even knew I had an eating disorder till I got diagnosed this year—everyone was just saying how great I looked. AHHH. I'm still very underweight, but I look bigger than last year when I got the most compliments from this woman. I know it’s stupid to be so anxious about meeting them, but yeah. Also, her daughter is now refusing to eat because she feels fat (wonder why when this her mom bro), and it's just so triggering. Jesus, this is so stupid. I don't even know why I'm writing this lol. I need to stop getting triggered by everything like bffr girl, people are out there dying, stop crying about your weight. I guess I just wanted to let this out lol, I’m gonna delete this soon anyway

Vashikaran comes from the Indian astrology and occult science that people have been fascinated about for hundreds of years. Vashikaran is the name of the art of hypnotizing a person and controlling the mind of the person. It is in fact a kind of hypnosis that allows the practitioner to rule the mind of another individual.
Jadu tona totka on the other hand refers to black magic spells and rituals that will help you have what you want in terms of love, money, success or revenge. It is mentioned that these spells and rituals are especially dangerous and even forbidden for summoning the darkness for their desires.
Combined vashikaran and jadu tona totka is one powerful magic that they believe in is strong enough to control the minds of people to get what you want. But these occult arts also have positive and negative effects to the user and the victim.
Vashikaran jadu tona totka is also utilized by desperate people who seek the perfect solution to their problems. It is a form of conjuring that deals with the solution of love issues, financial issues, career problems and family issues among others by manipulating the energies and vibrations that surround the person in question.
A person who will practice vashikaran jadu to na totka must have strong faith in occult science and its various spells and rituals. These practices are not for the weak because they require a lot of learning of how to work with people and circumstances at your command.
This is one of the most common vashikaran jadu tona totka method in which special chants and ceremonies are used to attract a particular person or make a person fall in love with you. This might involve the chanting of inspiring words, using perfumes and other offerings to the various gods and goddesses of love.
The most effective among vashikaran jadu tona totka is black magic to harm or even kill the opponent or competitor. It is widely acknowledged that these spells invoke demonic forces to inflict harm, disease or even death to the target. People are cautioned against wielding these powers since they are also harmful to the user.
vashikaran jadu tona totka does not have anything to do with the society or the religion as a whole. These are practices that are considered taboo and unethical since they involve manipulation of someone’s will. But for those who have faith in the occult and dare to take risks vashikaran jadu tona totka may be a source to full fill their dreams and wishes.
There is a multitude of personal reviews and experiences from people who claim to have tried this practice of vashikaran jadu tona totka and have seen positive results despite the general negativity about it. Some believe that the vashikaran jadu tona totka can be used for getting back a lost lover or attracting new ones, or even for wishing success and prosperity in some other aspect of life.
In a nutshell, vashikaran jadu tona totka is one of the most mystical and controversial practices there is out there. Many believe in it and many think that it is a myth but there is no arguing with the fact that people are intensely fascinated by its many uses that include vashikaran jadu tona totka. But such practices should be applied cautiously for they are harmful both to the practitioner and the target.
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Welcome to the book club New Voices! In this book club we want to highlight books by debut authors and open the stage for under-represented and under-appreciated writers from all walks of life. New voices refers to the authors as well as the protagonists, and the goal is to include viewpoints away from the standard and most common. For more information and a short description of how we plan to run this club and how you can participate, please have a look at the announcement post.
It's time for second chances! I've selected a few books from previous polls, that didn't quite make it and deserve a second chance:

Under Fortunate Stars by Ren Hutchings

Fleeing the final days of the generations-long war with the alien Felen, smuggler Jereth Keeven's freighter the Jonah breaks down in a strange rift in deep space, with little chance of rescue—until they encounter the research vessel Gallion, which claims to be from 152 years in the future. The Gallion's chief engineer Uma Ozakka has always been fascinated with the past, especially the tale of the Fortunate Five, who ended the war with the Felen. When the Gallion rescues a run-down junk freighter, Ozakka is shocked to recognize the Five's legendary ship—and the Five's famed leader, Eldric Leesongronski, among the crew. But nothing else about Leesongronski and his crewmates seems to match up with the historical record. With their ships running out of power in the rift, more than the lives of both crews may be at stake.

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The Magic Fish by Trung Le Nguyen

The book tells an intergenerational story of a mother and son struggling to relate to each other—the mother an immigrant to the United States who wants to make a home for her family in an unfamiliar country; the son trying to figure out the best way to come out to his parents. Through telling each other fairy tales, they're able to find common ground.

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Bacchanal by Veronica Henry

Evil lives in a traveling carnival roaming the Depression-era South. But the carnival’s newest act, a peculiar young woman with latent magical powers, may hold the key to defeating it. Her time has come. Abandoned by her family, alone on the wrong side of the color line with little to call her own, Eliza Meeks is coming to terms with what she does have. It’s a gift for communicating with animals. To some, she’s a magical tender. To others, a she-devil. To a talent prospector, she’s a crowd-drawing oddity. And the Bacchanal Carnival is Eliza’s ticket out of the swamp trap of Baton Rouge. Among fortune-tellers, carnies, barkers, and folks even stranger than herself, Eliza finds a new home. But the Bacchanal is no ordinary carnival. An ancient demon has a home there too. She hides behind an iridescent disguise. She feeds on innocent souls. And she’s met her match in Eliza, who’s only beginning to understand the purpose of her own burgeoning powers. Only then can Eliza save her friends, find her family, and fight the sway of a primordial demon preying upon the human world. Rolling across a consuming dust bowl landscape, Eliza may have found her destiny.

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The Hacienda by Isabel Cañas

Mexican Gothic meets Rebecca in this debut supernatural suspense novel, set in the aftermath of the Mexican War of Independence, about a remote house, a sinister haunting, and the woman pulled into their clutches...
In the overthrow of the Mexican government, Beatriz’s father is executed and her home destroyed. When handsome Don Rodolfo Solórzano proposes, Beatriz ignores the rumors surrounding his first wife’s sudden demise, choosing instead to seize the security his estate in the countryside provides. She will have her own home again, no matter the cost.
But Hacienda San Isidro is not the sanctuary she imagined.
When Rodolfo returns to work in the capital, visions and voices invade Beatriz’s sleep. The weight of invisible eyes follows her every move. Rodolfo’s sister, Juana, scoffs at Beatriz’s fears—but why does she refuse to enter the house at night? Why does the cook burn copal incense at the edge of the kitchen and mark its doorway with strange symbols? What really happened to the first Doña Solórzano?
Beatriz only knows two things for certain: Something is wrong with the hacienda. And no one there will help her.
Desperate for help, she clings to the young priest, Padre Andrés, as an ally. No ordinary priest, Andrés will have to rely on his skills as a witch to fight off the malevolent presence haunting the hacienda and protect the woman for whom he feels a powerful, forbidden attraction. But even he might not be enough to battle the darkness.
Far from a refuge, San Isidro may be Beatriz’s doom.

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The Heretic‘s Guide to Homecoming by Sienna Tristen

WINNER OF THE 2019 READERVIEWS AWARD FOR FANTASY! WINNER OF THE 2019 IPPY AWARD FOR FANTASY!
“Life is transformation. You change or you die.”
Ashamed of his past and overwhelmed by his future, Ronoah Genoveffa Elizzi-denna Pilanovani feels too small for his own name. After a graceless exit from his homeland in the Acharrioni desert, his anxiety has sabotaged every attempt at redemption. Asides from a fiery devotion to his godling, the one piece of home he brought with him, he has nothing.
That is, until he meets Reilin. Beguiling, bewildering Reilin, who whisks Ronoah up into a cross-continental pilgrimage to the most sacred place on the planet. The people they encounter on the way—children of the sea, a priestess and her band of storytellers, the lonely ghosts of monsters—are grim and whimsical in equal measure. Each has their part to play in rewriting Ronoah’s personal narrative.
One part fantasy travelogue, one part emotional underworld journey, The Heretic’s Guide to Homecoming is a sumptuous, slow-burning story about stories and the way they shape our lives.

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People saying Israel is committing genocide are suggesting Hamas should stay in power?

In dissecting the extremely intricate, nuanced, complex nature of the Palestine-Israel conflict, I am seeking to take a simplistic, naive approach in understanding the current trend in Western society.
Put simply, people are posting on their social media that Israel is committing genocide in Gaza. I don't agree with this statement, but a lot of my friends post this and I don't know how to raise it with them without receiving dumb comments like 'oh, so you're supporting the murder of children'. So I've come to reddit.
Given a woman got her breasts cut off while being raped - https://www.bbc.com/news/world-middle-east-67629181 - it's extremely clear that Hamas is not a good group of people.
So in my opinion, those who are calling for a cease fire are also suggesting that Hamas should stay in power. And if they are not suggesting this then they have not thought hard enough about the fact that Hamas is the Palestinian government, and they have been since 2006 - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hamas_government_in_the_Gaza_Strip#:~:text=the%20Gaza%20Strip.-,Government%20and%20politics,dominated%20the%20Palestinian%20National%20Authority - so if they're powers are not taken away, who will be the next Palestinian Government? It's still Hamas right???
If it's not Hamas then who will it be?
To counter my own argument, aren't I suggesting that it's okay for innocent Palestinians to die in order to defeat Hamas? That's a legitimate question. I don't have a straight answer for it and that's why I'm hoping to hear other people's thoughts. My initial response is, as a western world, can we allow a terrorist group to run a country? If the answer is yes, we must allow this so innocents don't die, then the counter to that is many more innocents will die in the future.
One could argue 'Israel caused this because of the occupation'. Even if one ties this back to Israels fault for wrongly occupying Gaza, I think solving that issue alone is a better alternative than the issue we have now.
Regardless of the cause, we have a terrible situation at hand, and I'm trying to understand what we should do next. Do we cease fire and let Hamas continue to be the Palestinian Government, or do we support Israel in never letting this happen?
PS: I really hope people understand this is coming from a place of curiosity, I don't want to offend anyone or turn this into a massive argument.

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So I was flying most of Sunday from Zurich to Helsinki and I re-upped my YouTube Premium sub for a month just to download this to my phone and partake on two flights that inexplicably had no WiFi.
There was something really fascinating about this video, Jenny hasn't talked a lot about Disney on her main channel in awhile but I always liked her Disney content because she had an insider's take. What surprised me during this video was like... how much I was seeing shades of Evermore Park in where the corners were cut on the Starcruiser. But it's *Disney* cutting the costs, why even do that?
And then I found myself thinking a lot about the current state of Star Wars as a Disney "product." Because that's what anything they buy out is - a product. And the reason so many of the shows and the sequel films end up being bad is that the purpose of making a Star Wars film or show has completely changed. Its not that Star Wars hasn't been a *brand* in the past, but it was at least something made because *the people making it liked Star Wars.* Nobody thought the prequels were bad because Lucas was doing them just for the money or the toy sales. It wasn't run into the ground to force the brand awareness to stay high enough to continue to generate interest in luxury vacations.
But like... think about why Rise of Skywalker was so awful and look at when Batuu opened. They started plans to build that expansion to their theme park in 2013, before Force Awakens was even released. Yea, those films weren't made because someone really wanted to make a new Star Wars, and that's why they just farmed three movies out to three directors and told them to have fun since the movies just needed to sell Disney theme park tickets. They expected certain characters like Kylo Ren to be a big deal and got caught off guard by things like the popularity of Rey. You notice how the sequel trilogy's first film spends a lot of time on Finn and by the last film he's barely in it? And then think about how Rise of Skywalker felt like a corporation attempting to appease the angry YouTubers who were mad about "Woke Star Wars" to the point they kicked an actress to the side and seemingly sided with racist harassment against her. Or how they suddenly slammed in the revival of a very dead and unmentioned franchise villain to try to appease fan boys. Or even how they seemed aware of a popular fan ship of two men and then suddenly we never saw them together again? Because oh man, we can't have Star Wars getting banned in the Middle East for the gay or they won't see the movie and won't want to come visit Star Wars Land!
Jenny's anger at the end is pretty well justified. This one hotel is the end state of one corporation attempting to take something people had a strong emotional attachment to and transfer that attachment to their version of it, a version that costs way more money but cuts all the corners they can.

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Hello fellow Firefly lovers!
After jumping from a few HSR media such as Reddit and Hoyolab, I got the impression that Firefly mains are (A few key words I picked up...)
People with no life who jump at the slightest bit of recognition from a Waifu.
People who trash on other characters hoping that Firefly powercreeps all of them.
Irritating and doesn't let others have an opinion.
"Firefly is the best character in the game and you must accept that"
And the list goes on...
Having always checked in this Subreddit and meet other Firefly lovers, I think I could confidently say that this is NOT the case. I feel like we, like many other communities, are suffering from the small toxic minorities, who happens to be extremely outspoken. And especially with the new leaks around the corner, I have seen some of us and some of others attacking each other for the smallest thing, adding fire and literally burning our reputation (pun intended).
I wish that some of us could be more careful when talking on the internet, to avoid maybe accidental behaviour that may be seem as "another toxic firefly main". Of course we have to celebrate the good news, and of course if others are being the one starting the irrational argument we should fight back, but I think it will be great if we avoid starting any conflict ourselves, for the sake of our community and Miss Firefly. :)
Also some people are not gonna pull for Miss Firefly because of the toxic fans they have encountered, which is really sad as her sparks would spread to one less trailblazer :(
It's also so funny how in an argument about characters the Firefly fan is sometimes instantly thought to be overly defending and toxic, welp I guess that shows how popular she is.
(Can't wait for 2.3 story maybe they'll pull an Aventurine-level quest so hyped!!!)
Anyways thank you everyone for listening to me yap, may all Firefly fans be one day free from the negative stereotypes!

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=-ZRwlYtAMps
And it’s all going just as planned
Amy Eskridge- exposes how nasa suppresses tech that works, then sells and sends to the scrap yard, makes strides in anti gravity -then she dies months later
Tom ogle- -invents fee energy, -later shot in stomach and died/epstiened
Stanley Meyer- -invents free energy and also car that runs on water, gets news exposure, -dies at restaurant meeting and his last words are “they poisoned me”
edwin gray -invents free energy, -found dead in home shortly after fbi raids his lab
floyd “sparky” sweet- invents free energy, threatened by agents taking pictures of him, -found dead after 2 men approach his house. 2 hours later fbi shows up in black vans and confiscates his research notes and equipment
dr ning li- working on anti gravity with different governments, -ran over by a car two times
The video goes over in detail on them. And there is way more people than just in that video. It’s all public documented info
They got you focused on irrelevant assasinations

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