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How to navigate through feelings of inadequacy due to obesity, failed writing aspirations, and a childless life by finding solace and power in online moderation

2024.05.21 06:20 occamsacer How to navigate through feelings of inadequacy due to obesity, failed writing aspirations, and a childless life by finding solace and power in online moderation

Feeling inadequate, envious, or weighed down by life's myriad disappointments can be overwhelming. When grappling with your own shortcomings—be it due to obesity, infertility, failed literary ambitions, or even an unfulfilling romantic relationship with your dog—finding an outlet for these grievances becomes essential. One particularly effective, albeit superficial, way to channel these frustrations is by frivolously exerting power over others. But how does an obese, infertile, and unsuccessful writer find a platform to wield such power? The answer is simple: they become a Reddit moderator. Here are some tips and tricks for asserting your dominance and reclaiming a sense of control in your life, all while indulging in the comforts and quirks that define you.

Sit comfortably in your oversized chair and type out your judgments with the force of a thousand calories. The keyboard is mightier than the sword, especially when you’re shielded by a screen.
Proclaim that only you have the insight to decide what content is worthy of the forum. Remove any posts or comments that challenge your views about interspecies relationships or suggest healthier lifestyle choices; maintaining your narrative is key.
Blow minor rule violations out of proportion to justify harsh punishments like banning anyone who seems more talented or happier than you. This is your domain, and your jealousy is your guide. This will keep everyone on edge and reinforce your authority as the unyielding enforcer of the rules.
Take a Snack Break. In the midst of your demanding day of keyboard warrior battles and HR rule enforcement, it’s essential to fuel up. Pause for a quick snack and indulge in a family-sized bag of mozzarella sticks (or why not share a bag of milk-bones with your lover?). Remember, a well-fed moderator is a powerful moderator.
Develop a loyal clique of users who echo your sentiments and report dissenters. Reward them with minor privileges to ensure their loyalty, for example you could pin a post of theirs or ban anyone who attacked them personally. This inner circle will help maintain your power base.
Introduce random and confusing changes to forum rules or policies. This will keep everyone off-balance and dependent on you for clarification and guidance. Better yet, don’t announce them at all and refuse to elaborate when asked.
Feeling the pressure from maintaining your authority? It's time for another snack break. This time, reach for a gallon of Walmart’s Great Value chocolate ice cream. And sorry loverboy, no sharing this time, you’re allergic!
Frequently hint at having powerful connections or secret knowledge that justifies your actions. Whether real or imagined, this aura of mystery can make people think twice before crossing you.
Whenever someone suggests improvements or alternatives, dismiss them with unenthused explanations or straight up lies about why the current system (designed by you) is superior. Keep progress stagnant to maintain control.
Present yourself as a reluctant hero who bears the burden of leadership for the greater good. This narrative can garner sympathy and deter criticism by painting you as a selfless martyr.
Share only the information that portrays you in a favorable light. Conceal or distort any facts that might undermine your authority, ensuring that the narrative always aligns with your version of reality.
After all the effort of banning, removing, and imposing your will, it’s time to recharge. Take a nap in your oversized chair, surrounded by your pitbull memorabilia and rejected manuscripts. A short rest will rejuvenate you, ensuring you have the energy to continue wielding your unchallenged power (just don't forget to turn on your CPAP machine).

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2024.05.21 05:54 skuxcavs THE 47 ENIGMA (INFO IVE GATHERED OVER THE YEARS) tried my best to keep it in good structure to make sense.

The Number 47, Synchronicity & the Law of Time Courtney Jamal Dewar, aka Capital STEEZ, came with perfect timing. Wielding a higher message, he revealed to all those around him through his music and his being the corruption of society and all of its constructs. He was fascinated, some would say, obsessed, with the number 47. For him this number held a higher meaning on many levels. First and foremost, he felt it was about synchronicity. He made all of his homies, including myself, aware of how this is the quintessential random number. We literally began to see it everywhere. You can research the numerological significance of 47. Here are just a few: 47 appears to be the quintessential random number of the universe. When a number appears randomly, more often than not, that number is 47. In other other words, if you asked people to pick a number at random, more often than not, that number would be 47. Of course, if 47 shows up more than any other number then it isn’t truly random, but using the word random makes the whole phenomenon easier to describe. From a spiritual perspective, number 47 is a combination of the energies and attributes of number 4 and number 7. The vibrations of number 4 include those of productivity and application, inner-wisdom and practical-thinking, honesty and integrity, endurance and determination, conscientiousness and discipline. Number 4 also relates to our passion and drive in life. Number 7 brings the qualities of spiritual awakening and enlightenment, intuition and inner-knowing, psychic abilities and mysticism, independence and individualism, persistence of purpose and manifesting good fortune.
There is even a much-viewed YouTube spoof of Jim Carrey’s The Number 23, substituting—you guessed it–the No. 47. Jim Carrey's character named Walter is given a book titled The Number 23. Walter starts reading the book and notices striking similarities between himself and the main character, a detective named "Fingerling". Fingerling is obsessed with the 23 enigma, the idea that all incidents and events are directly connected to the number 23 (Weirdly enough when I was younger I was in cod team called 23Enigma) only noted it as of the coincidence.
Jim Carrey told reporters he was so captivated by the 23 enigma even before reading the script that he renamed his production company from "Pit Bull Productions" to "JC23." (Jesus Christ 23?) Oddly enough the first film Carrey worked on with Joel Schumacher his character The Riddler's real name was 'E. Nigma'. According to Carrey, he was reading a book about Psalm 23 when he was first given a copy of the screenplay to review. He said he asked a friend to read the script and "an hour and a half later he was on page 23, circling every 23rd word. That's the kind of thing I want to do to an audience." When he discovered that the first page of the script involved the lead character trying to capture a pit bull, he was "freaked out," given the change in name of his production company. (Pitbull productions) My Nicknames Pitty, short for pitbul (These are just speculations) Also I've gathered others inputs and went down a deep rabbit hole. Mind you, this is just connections that has been gathered over time, but the consistency of certain "coincidences" are interesting to say the least. Just try to piece together the connections even though it may be out of radar due to us living completely different lives.
James > Cleveland Cavaliers (Cavs) > Number 23 > Nicknames are King James & The Chosen One
Cavs is the nickname of my last name Cavanagh
When you flip the cleveland cavaliers logo upside down it is quite similar
(The hat I've worn since 14, P represents the nickname"Pitty:" short for pitbill a nickname ive had since i was around 10 years old.
Matthew writes that on 23 occasions Jesus blessed 47 people.
The Bible credits Jesus with 47 miracles.
The Declaration of Independence has 47 sentences. Originally published: 4 July 1776 (4/7)
1947 is when the UFO crashed at Roswel
The Tropic of Cancer and the Tropic of Capricorn are 47 degrees of latitude apart.
Capital STEEZ died from allegedly leaping from the Cinematic Music Group’ either gripping a bible or with it strapped on his back There is also the fact that a blood lunar eclipse will occur in New York at 3:47 am on STEEZ’s birthday in 2047, and then the lunar eclipse which will occur after this one is part of the Lunar Saros series 135. He said he named the song 135 for “5th dimensional synchronization”... whatever that means, this would be a massive coincidence.
How Many People Can See This Eclipse? Number of People Seeing... Number of People* Fraction of World Population At least some of the penumbral phase 4,070,000,000 When the Eclipse Happens Worldwide — Timeline Event UTC Time Time in Melbourne* Penumbral Eclipse begins 7 Jul at 07:47:47 Visible in Melbourne 7 Jul at 5:47:47 pm On capital steez birthday.
STEEZs last tweet “the end” Was posted December (23) 2012 The building steez died (The colliers office) is on 666 fifth avenue, 10103 10+10+3=(23), New York. The building was built in 1878 The bohemian grove was established in 1878 The address of the CMG label building is on 40 west (23)rd st, 10010, New York The Freemasonry Grand lodge of New York is on 71 west, (23)rd st 10010 NY. Directly located across the same building STEEZ died. Yeah. West 23rd st, w is the (23)rd letter in the alphabet. In Hebrew the letter W represents the number 6 The fraction 2/3 in decimals=0.666 The freemasonry grand lodge of New York was founded in December 15, 1782 15, 1782 1+5+1+7+8+2 = 24. December 24 the date that's etched on STEEZs tombstone. A police report about his death has never surfaced, information has never been released, but there is pictures of his gravestone (see here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OuFVUJJR4Ug) and on that gravestone it says 24/12/12, which actually adds up to 48, yet he tweets on the 23/12/12 stating 'The End. Steez was ready to open up Pandora’s box and expose the illuminati occult in a way that has never been done before. It gets deep. Just think about it guys. Steez was an intellectual genius. He would obviously know that suicide actually makes u go to hell and not heaven. As a believer in the lord he would never commit suicide.
I'm not sure if you're paying attention to the ryan garcia trying to reveal how something tragic happened to him where he was taken to boheiman grove and forced to watch things i wont mention here People said his crazy and on drugs, sad thing is, I believe he is telling the truth Fast forward he wasn't on drugs and
Peep his song "Free The Robots" https://youtu.be/XcmR8DxuHBA
STEEZ has definitely made a positive impact on this world by introducing a new way of thinking and spirituality, even more of an impact than a lot of artists who are still alive... Capital STEEZ was 19 at the time of his death.
There is also gematria behind his death it has to do with numbers. I’ll explain what it is for those who aren’t aware of it. Gematria is the decoding of letters to numbers, it’s used to translate ancient Hebrew Scriptures. But it’s also the code for the entire world. The most basic way I can put it is that it’s as simple as ABC=123, they use these numbers thru media, and the thing that’s being shown on the media always correlates with Masonic numbers and words that correlate with whatever and whoever is being shown on the news or media and whatever event is taking place always correlates 100% of the time. In news, sports, music industry, Hollywood, politics, everything. In Numerology, which is different from gematria. After calculating his name I came across a lot of similarities when calculating mine in various forms.
While calculating his name i came across things relating to me like Like "Melbourne Victoria Australia, Royal Melbourne Hospital, june twenty fourth. From his name which connected to me personally as i was born in that hospital, thats the city i live and my birthday. The similarities left me wondering if it was actually real or not so I used multiple different calculators and paid for a membership on gematrinator to get maximum results and ended up noticing so much our mine and steezs calculations were similar answers in different form, and answers i got with his name ultimately connected to mine, vice versa. So i was intrigued and these are a list of numbers that matched up with our names. This is all speculation based on connections that seem to be very consistent peep this
Calculating these variations of our names such as Courtney Jamal Dewar / Courtney jamal Dewar Jr / Courtney Everald Jamal Dewar Jr / Capital STEEZ / Nathan Cavanagh / Nathan James Cavanagh / Nathan James Cavanagh Sciarra, calculations all listed together when I noted them all I didn't think to label to each name as I was so captivated by the coincidences I just kept going down the rabbit hole. I came across profound links to both our names that binds us both to the unique synchronicities that were to apparent to all be ruled as pure coincidence, such as his name calculating to my birthday, place of birth and city, and city i live to say the least.
These are calculations through gematria, some are our calculations mixed in this as I was just noting down every connection I noticed
The first and the last Eye Of Horus Total Eclipse the numbers of gods matrix coordinated universal time Capital Steez June Twenty Forth (my birthday) came up from steez name Lunar Eclipse Sacrifice July (2047 lunar eclipse on steezs birthday) The Central Intelligence Agency A WISE TALENTED MUSIC PRODUCER Royal Melbourne Hospital (where I was born) The Holy Bloodline Of Jesus The Return of Christ Exodus Luke synchronisation The Synchronicities Of Jesus The Book Of Revelations Vibrational Frequency Biblical Prophecy Melbourne Victoria Australia (where im from), came up on steezs calculations The Royal Bloodline The Divine Bloodline Of Jesus fourth of jew lie Energy frequency vibration The Holy Lineage Of Christ One Who Understands Mysteries december the twenty fifth. ..... speaks for itself A Door to another dimension New Moons And Solar Eclipse twenty four seven (my birthdays the 24th, his is the 7th) the victory of the lamb multidimensional royal regiment of scotland Golden Gate Sacrifice Gods Gift Clairvoyant The Chosen One The Two Appointed Ones Leaving For Heaven David And Daughter Of The Oath Are One Almighty God Roars Upon His Throne Powerful Great Grandma The Lord On Earth Donald Trump Assassination Lords Alignment The Lord Gods Here God Is Really Here God Birthdate Encoded End Of Times God Code The Code Of The Lord Lord Birthday Code Gods Provable Code Gods Alive Loser Access Into Heaven Twenty Three The Anunnaki Gods Jesus Is Coming A True Prophet The Seventh Seal What is Jesus's number? 888 Apollo Is The Beast Of Revelation See Fulfillment Of The Book Of Isaiah Prophecy The Serpent In Genesis Describes The Mark Of The Beast See The Forced Evil Mark Of The Beast Foiled The Victory Of The Lamb May The Lord Fill Your Heart Two Masters Is Cancer (steez and I are both Cancer) God Of Eternity We Are God Twins Maker Of New Earth A Two Edged Swords Xanax Vicodin Addiction (i struggled with bad) The Bible Is Intentionally Concealing Information The Galactic Jesus the Anointed One Moses Will Come The King Is Coming Miraculously Encoded By God Pyramids On Mars Forests On Mars Holy Spirit Of Zeus We Are Absolute Infinite Sent By The Gods Powerful Great Grandma999 Burning Alive The Gang Stalkers. (long story short I was a victim of whay they call gangstalking when I was reaching my peak or enlightenment and have been trying to get back to that state again, all I can describe it as is demonic torment) Enoch 777 on YouTube speaks on it good.) A Fourty Seven Mandating The Poisonous Jabs Knowledge Of God Brings Eternal Life Death Isnt So Scary Anymore Invictus Sol The Lion And The Lamb https://imgur.com/gallery/ztGPJGS The Lord Is Here Coming To Restore The Eternal Kingdom The Blood Of The Lamb Contact With A God Revival Jesus The Annointed One the key to it all I Am The Holy Grail Sun Moon Earth Revelation Nine Spirit World I Am The One Lord Jesus Christ I Know All Codes And Connections The Wisdom Of God Word Of The Lord Quantum Entanglement Theory The Anunnaki Path Almighty God Roars Upon His Throne 173 Enoch Chapter Ninety Five Pyramids Have Hidden Chambers Music Is My Life Revelation Five Everyone Is God Forever Jesus Walking With God Vision Of Gabriel New Revelation Seven Wonders Symbiotic Craft Thank You James (my middle name is James) Words Of The Bible Isaiah Fourteen Thirteen Trumps Last Son He Is Jesus Crown Chakra God Is You Gods In A Body The Resurrection Of Life The Book Lj Enoch King Jesus Gods Wrath We Are At War Truth Hidden In Plain Sight Double Conciousness The Anointed Lay Dead On The Cross Dragon Of China Is The Anti Christ. A Seed Of Jesse Angelic Guidance Black Pyramid Hidden Truth In Plain Sight King Messiah Heavens Dream Let The Decoding Fun Begin Add Up Letters Notorious Names The Child Of Christ Aliens Exist Spirit Of Moses C E R T I F I C A T E Of Baptism Of The Lord Of Christ Alchemist Fluoride To Heaven God Is Number Codes Numerical Language Learning Decoding Is Fun The Lord Of The Messiah The Book Of Hidden Messages Eight Eight Eight Nine Nine Nine Lost Books Of The Bible Rna Vaccine Maternal Ancestors Are Of Royal Descent You Are Gifted Frequency Turn Off Your Smart Phone I Am Eternal Life David Christ Gods Son The Sound Of Jesus Coming Help Others Realize Full Potential Implants During Surgical Procedures The Solar System And Thoughts The Reincarnation Of King David King David Divine Dna Is Activated Jesus Returns To Earth The Lion Of Judah Is With Us (Steez would speak about Judah)
Jamal Dewar; psalm twenty three Jesus son of God Nathan Day Revelation fourteen one Spiritual warfare Gang Stalker (experienced this myself) Satanic Cults Commit Suicide forty seven problem Bloodline of Jesus Christ The End (when this came up my jaw dropped.) And the God of peace shall bruise Satan under your feet shortly The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you Amen The Holy Mother of Jesus christ Are you ready for whats coming july seventh twenty eighteen
Courtney Jamal Dewar, Jr: The Book Of Revelations Vibrational frequency MELBOURNE VICTORIA AUSTRALIA (where I live) Christ Resurrection Satan Rules The World The Divine Bloodline of Christ synchronization Biblical Prophecy Capital steez Exodus Luke The Divine Bloodline of David Second Christ The Return of Christ Jesus Resurrection Jesus Christ Bloodline
I added stuff from my name as it was so coincidental I didn't think to label them at first I just wrote down anything I thought added up This is just deep research into who reminds me of myself My instagram is mistapitty Listen to The Resurrection by Pitty https://on.soundcloud.com/Xn3nN
Listen to Revelation 22 by Pitty https://on.soundcloud.com/gBAja
Peep his song "Free The Robots" https://youtu.be/XcmR8DxuHBA
STEEZ has definitely made a positive impact on this world by introducing a new way of thinking and spirituality, even more of an impact than a lot of artists who are still alive... Capital STEEZ was 19 at the time of his death.
There are four gospel accounts of Jesus' life and ministry. Each of these emphasizes a unique aspect of his sacrifice and ministry. Matthew's focus is on Christ being the son of David and a King.
Look into the etymology of your name. - What Does Nathan Mean? The name Nathan means “Gift of God” or “God has given.” In the Old Testament, Nathan was a prophet and one of King David's sons; he acted as a messenger to King David and is considered one of Jesus' ancestors. (David name of my biological grandfather) (James is my middle name) - James is a classic, traditional and Biblical name (Saint James, of course, was Jesus's brother and one of the 12 apostles) meaning "supplanter" or "replacer." It's derived from the Latin Jacomus which also means "may God protect.
Every letter to Capital STEEZs full name calculates to 147 when done in reverse on the gematria calculator and mine equals to exactly 470 when done in reverse.
"Nathan James Cavanagh Sciarra" = 470 (Reverse Reduction) N a t h a n 104 13 26 7 19 26 13 J a m e s 87 17 26 14 22 8 C a v a n a g h 159 24 26 5 26 13 26 20 19 S c i a r r a 120 = 470 8 24 18 26 9 9 26 Reverse = 470
"Capital STEEZ" = 47 (Reduction) C a p i t a l 26 3 1 7 9 2 1 3 S T E E Z 21 = 47 1 2 5 5 8 Reduction = 47
"Courtney Everald Jamal Dewar" = 147 (Reverse Reduction) C o u r t n e y 41 6 3 6 9 7 4 4 2 E v e r e s t 41 4 5 4 9 4 8 7 J a m a l 35 8 8 5 8 6 D e w a r 30 = 147 5 4 4 8 9 Reverse = 147
On June 24th 2022: Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter and Saturn are lining up in the pre-dawn sky, a planetary procession that could be seen above the eastern horizon And what’s even more remarkable about this month’s lineup is that the planets are arranged in their natural order from the sun. The best day to see the spectacle will likely be the morning of June 24 of 2022, weather permitting, as the planetary parade will be joined by the waning crescent moon. This is three days after the summer solstice (or winter in australia), which is June 21. What makes this so unique is the last time we had 5 planets aligned in this fashion, was in March of 1874.
All of the "classical" planets will be viewable in the early morning skies of June 24th 2022. Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn will be visible, all apparent to the naked eye even under urban light pollution. On the 24th, our moon will be situated between Venus and Mars, so you could say the Earth-Luna system will complete the "perfect" alignment. Under the darkest skies, one will be able to see seven planets in one sweeping gaze. The same year December 24th the planets will align in their correct order outward from the sun for the second time this year, after a pre-dawn alignment in June which was on my birthday. STEEZ is said to have died on the 24th of December 👉 https://imgur.com/gallery/0RVIxxA
Alternatively, 25 December may have been selected owing to its proximity to the winter solstice because of its symbolic theological significance. After the solstice, the days begin to lengthen with longer hours of sunlight, which Christians see as representing the Light of Christ entering the world. This symbolism applies equally to the celebration of the Nativity of Saint John the Baptist on 24 June, near the summer solstice, based on John's remark about Jesus "He must increase; I must decrease." John 3:30 NRSV.[59] Now check out the following texts from the bible, they speak of the solstice here. 👉 https://imgur.com/gallery/0RVIxxA and I thought I should add this as it seemed to be quite a coincidence of the date i posted this somg and the content of the posts she made. It aligned with those geomatria calculations I made and i wish I could document snd explain why certain ones just synchronzie but it'd be to hard to comphrened.
"AFTER THE SOLSTICE, THE DAYS BEGIN TO LENGTHEN WITH LONGER HOURS OF SUNLIGHT, WHICH CHRISTIANS SEE AS REPRESENTING THE LIGHT OF CHRIST ENTERING THE WORLD. THIS SYMBOLISM APPLIES EQUALLY TO THE CELEBRATION OF THE NATIVITY OF SAINT JOHN THE BAPTIST ON 24 JUNE, NEAR THE SUMMER SOLSTICE, BASED ON JOHN'S REMARK ABOUT JESUS "HE MUST INCREASE; I MUST DECREASE." JOHN THE BAPTIST ANNOUNCES THE COMING OF THE LIGHT THROUGHOUT HIS LIFE, JOHN THE BAPTIST, ANNOUNCES THE COMING OF JESUS, THE COMING OF NEW TIMES, JOHN ANNOUNCES THAT GOD IS GRACIOUS TO HIS PEOPLE BY ANNOUNCING THE COMING OF THE SON OF GOD. BEHOLD, HE IS COMING WITH THE CLOUDS, AND EVERY EYE WILL SEE HIM, EVEN THOSE WHO PIERCED HIM; AND ALL THE TRIBES OF THE LAND WILL MOURN OVER HIM.” –ZECHARIAH 12:10-14; DANIEL 7:13-14 SO IT IS TO BE. AMEN (AGREED, YESHUA HIMSELF IS THE AMEN 3:14). “I KEPT LOOKING IN THE NIGHT VISIONS, AND BEHOLD, WITH THE CLOUDS OF HEAVEN ONE LIKE A SON OF MAN WAS COMING."
John the Baptist day is 24th of June.
"The flower of life, represents global consciousness and like there's this thing on the consciousness grid, the last piece, it has to be the flower of life and it has to align with the sun and all that stuff and it will wake up global consciousness & as i further in my ascension I hope to build it one day" "Some people might think this type of thinking, first of all this type of thinking might jump over a lot of people's heads" "I think humans need to lighten up, maybe try lighten up" - STEEZ
Someone regarding STEEZ: "Did he think there were codes in the Bible or something? I’ve heard him say he knows the “code” does anyone know what the code is? He was a truly enlightened person I wish I could understand him better."
STEEZ supposedly said he had to die now in order to save the Earth in 2047, which is when the world is supposed to end. Before he killed himself his friends say he withdrew not only from them, but rap in general, saying he was going to become a superhero.
(My birthday)24th of June 1999 = 2+4+6+1+9+9+9 = 40 STEEZ birthday) 7th of July 1993 = 7+7+1,993 = 2007.) 40 + 2007 = 2047
Now read a conversation he had on Facebook prior to death https://www.kanyetothe.com/threads/rip-capital-steez.354864/page-42?post_id=16781894&nested_view=1&sortby=oldest#post-167818 His song Dead Prez (credit to who found these calculations as this wasn't mine) If you wanna conspire a little, we technically have had 46 different president so far, tho truly only 45 different guys have been in office. This year, if we elect a new president they will be our 47th prezident. You could say that happens when the next president is elected, or when the second new president is elected because then there'd actually be 47 different people. On the contrary, you could predict that once 47 presidents have died, something very significant will happen because the song is about DEAD presidents. It'll happen in most of our lifetimes i wonder what will happen 2047?
https://imgur.com/a/bOpRy
FORTY, THE NUMBER: "Forty days was the period from the resurrection of Jesus to the ascension of Jesus some scholars note that 40 days in the Bible doesn't always mean 40 days literally, but may be a symbolic way of saying "a longer time. A master number and part of the “awakening code”. Also Jose Arguelles’s kin is 11 – he brought forth the Law of Time aka the World Thirteen Moon Cale In the Bible, next to the number seven, the number forty occurs most frequently.
Here's an article on Fader that's kind of aligns some things I've discovered.
https://www.thefader.com/2013/11/26/capital-steez-king-capital
Check out these images, not a lot of people would've seen these: h ttp://i.imgur.com/nPE90.png / http://i.imgur.com/sHtdM.png / http://i.imgur.com/ZcNu2.png - he thought he was the alchemist that had the key for world peahttp://i.imgur.com/ZcNu2.png Deshay posted this on Facebook after his immediate death: "Fxck.... This shxt jus rly fxcked me up. Me and Steezus JUST made plans to record on Saturday now hes gone. RIP Capital STEEZ" Joey said he believed he sacrificed himself for spiritual rebirth.
The End THE WIDELY ACCEPTED STORY is that Courtney ‘Jamal’ Dewar committed suicide by jumping off the Cinematic Music Building in Manhattan on 23.12.12 – which equals 47, the rapper’s favourite number. None of the city’s newspapers reported his death. As a result of inconsistent stories and a lack of police intelligence, confusion surrounds the heart-breaking event for the Dewar family. In a 2013 interview with Fader, an anonymous member of Pro Era said, “STEEZ told some of the Pros that he was thinking of killing himself by jumping off the building where Cinematic had its offices.” Dirty Sanchez a close friend of the late rapper recalled, “Nothing was working. Nothing. It was like too late. He made up his mind already.”
Today I will be briefly explaining the practice of Gematria. Gematria comes from ancient Jewish mysticism. It is the practice of combining the letter with the number, with the word. It is said this is how God created the world.
How does it work? Gematria has 4 major ciphers. The first two are easy as ABC, literally. For example A=1 B=2 C=3. And so on. The code can also be read backward from Z to A. This is called reverse ordinal. There are two more ciphers that are equally important but a bit more nuanced so for the sake of clarity I’ll leave those explanations to the work of Zachary K Hubbard. But to put Gematria into usable terms I’m gonna explain a decode I did recently. If you want to decode a word or phrase without doing the math yourself, there is an extremely helpful calculator at gematrinator.com it will give you all four cipher values for your word or phrase in an instant, as well as compare it with corresponding ciphers. Without further ado let’s look at this example:
Here I will outline some interesting numbers that coincide with the rapper Capital STEEZ and the numbers surrounding the music industry as well as numbers that come up with race, and other things I found eye grabbing.
(Credit to another user on here) First off I’ll start with Capital STEEZ, The interesting number here is the full reduction number, 47. It’s eye grabbing for many reasons, but we’ll start with a little back ground. Before Capital STEEZ’s (aka Jamal Dewar) death (suicide) in 2012, STEEZ was apart of an up and coming rap group known as Progressive Era, or ProEra for short. A known staple among these young men were the belief in “47 chakras” and “indigo children”. The two are a topic on their own, but the interesting part is that such a powerful number in Jamal Dewar’s life also coincides with the Gematria of his rap name. But that’s not it! Let’s continue
Capital STEEZ English ordinal: 137
Full reduction: 47
Reverse ordinal: 187 ( see pushed off a roof)
Reverse full reduction :70
Now keep an eye on 70, as we shall see him more as well.
Next we will decode the gematria of the reported means of STEEZ’s death, suicide. This is where I admittedly started getting intrigued.
Gematria of Suicide:
English Ordinal: 70
Full reduction: 34
Reverse ordinal:119
Reverse full reduction: 47
Wow. The exact same values but flipped.
Just a mere coincidence I’m sure But let’s continue .
With these next two we will see two repeats of values, one new value, 88 and a previously used value, 34. As well as 65
Jamal Dewar
English ordinal: 88
Full reduction: 34
Reverse ordinal: 182
Reverse full reduction: 65 ————————— Phrase: pushed off the roof
English Ordinal: 187
Full reduction: 88
Reverse ordinal: 245
Reverse full reduction: 65
And the next term we will decode will be Jamal’s occupation of rapper. Here we will see a reverse of our main number in question, 47, which I’ve found to be reoccurring as well.
Rapper
English ordinal: 74
Full reduction: 38
Reverse ordinal: 88
Reverse full reduction: 34
I’m beginning to sense a bit of a pattern here... But let me move on Now it’s time to get a little spicy
Jamal Dewar commited suicide on the night of December 23, 2012, though his wiki has his death on the 24 I believe as it was around midnight. Many articles coming out about his death including one I read from thefader.com reported his death on the 23rd. I specifically remember this detail because I was a huge fan of his and Pro Era at the time and it was a huge loss to the community.
December is the 12th month
12
23
12
Care to guess what that equals?
Yep. 47
Here are some other related phrases put into the gematrinator calculator:
Brooklyn New York (where proera is from)
223 79 182 74
Suicide by fall 128 56 223 79
Are you seeing the synchronization of these seemingly unrelated words and phrases?.
The word murder and murdered both have synchronized gematria with Jamal. We also see another repeat with 38, also found in the full reduction of the word rapper.
Murder
English ordinal: 79
Full reduction: 34
Reverse ordinal: 83 (38 reverse)
Reverse full reduction: 38
Murdered ,interestingly enough, though only being two letters away from murder, is actually more closely related numerically to jamals name and the word rapper, But there are similarities abound. Murdered.
English ordinal: 88
Full reduction: 43 (34 reverse)
Reverse ordinal: 128
Reverse full reduction: 47
Wow. This one really stands out to me. Every single number code number is used in the over all code of Capital steez just in this one word.
We see the repeats of 88 and 47 as well as the reverse of 34 for the first time and a repeat in the numbers of 128, which we saw as 182 above.
This one is slightly unrelated so I left it sort of by itself but I still maintain it’s validity as it’s use in the music industry is still relevant. That is the word racist. Race is huge in the overall narrative that msm tries to portray.
Racist
English ordinal: 70
Full reduction:25
Reverse ordinal: 92
Reverse full reduction: 47
racist and suicide are perfect matches on the front end and back end. 70 and 47.
Here’s another nugget.
The phrase : jumped to his death
English ordinal: 178 (pushed off the roof 187)
Full reduction: 70 (pushed off the roof 88)
Reverse ordinal:254 (pushed off the roof 245)
Reverse full reduction :83 (pushed off the roof 65)
Leap also shares 34 and 84.
Suicided 74 38 142 52
Occult
English ordinal: 74
Full reduction: 20
Reverse ordinal:88
Reverse full reduction:34
3 more repeats
The year of his suicide was a leap year
Leap year
English ordinal:83 Full reduction: 38 Reverse ordinal:133 Full res verse reduction: 43
Target audience: 133 61 245 83 Suicidal: 78 33 138 57 Hidden mission: 142 70 209 74 Some of these numbers are conjecture but there’s a lot of links between the numbers. 47/74 being the one of the more prominent, as well as 83/38, 34/43, 70, 245/254, 88, 33, 29/92/209, 182/128 all of these numbers connect in one way or another. Now it wouldn’t mean much if we didn’t know more about the nature of these numbers and how and where they appear. But since these number keep popping up in accordance to things like CONTROL GRID or MYSTERY RELIGION or SUPREME MATHEMATICS it seems almost impossible for it to be mere coincidence. Anyways I urge you guys to think for yourself and put in some work and see if you can find any use of this practice. God bless
Ps:
STEEZ’s debut album ”amerikkkan korruption” Came out on 4-7-2012 another 47. Vibration equals 47
A theory out there is that the cabal needed him to die because STEEZ was really bringing influence to more and more young minds with knowledge and the way STEEZ attacked and exposed certain things is not a good thing for those in power, the label that Joey wanted to sign when they were pro era, was a Jewish man named Jonny Shipes. if you’ve extensively went down the “rabbit hole”, like extensively, and you’d say you’re pretty “woke” (I hate that word), then you may know that most labels especially Jewish owned labels are basically the portals into The Illuminati cult, the Jesuit organization that controls the entire world. Oh and remember the news outrage, and investigation because of the 47 “swa stikkas” all over NY, yea you think these Jonny Shipes fucked with that? Nah. But this is all speculation.
It wasn’t long after Capital STEEZ's unfathomable passing on 12/23/12 – 12+23+12 = 47), which was only days after December 21, 2012, the precise date calculated by the great Mayans to be the end of a Great Cycle, that I received knowledge & became aware of the Law of Time. This seemingly new cosmology felt ancient and I quickly realized it had EVERYTHING to do with Synchronicity! I even found the number 47 to be ever ubiquitous throughout this 13 Moon calendar system.
"The next chapter is unstoppable. And yet, the greatest revolutions sometimes originate from the confines of impossibility, do they not? Break the code. It could make a leap and make possible a decision that defines the order of things that are." " Reality is a mathematical model which gets solved over and over again by the observer your thoughts are computations. And they render this world for you to call your own. Not all processors are alike. Different brains produce different realities. The variations go from the subtle to the drastic. Your mind defines how much you can taste. How much you can feel. How much you can understand. Perception defines perspective. We designed you and made sure to engineer your senses so you could perceive just what we needed you to. Neither more nor less. There are parts of time we preferred you remained blind to. It was a necessity."
The Law of Time, I found to hold the most profound yet simple teaching; our Time is not Money, Time is Art. I was able to grasp a greater vision of how we as humans have created an artificial timing system where our time here equates to how much money we can accumulate, where we are constantly stressed by this false belief of our making, and where there is never enough time… This system of our making and continuous propagation has only served to separate us from our Selves, from each other, and ultimately, from nature. Hence, resulting in the chaos and disharmony prevalent in the world today.
What is the greatest common factor of 23 & 47? 1 is the greatest number that 23 & 47 is divided to. The Chosen One @mistapitty ㄣ

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2024.05.20 12:42 kiwasabi Strategies you can use to fight back against gangstalking. Also, my experience with being a targeted individual for 14 years. Radio Frequency based mind control weapons are also being used against us directly as well as against friends, family and love interests in order to turn them against us.

Strategies you can use to fight back against gangstalking
1) Direct Confrontation: You could literally confront them and ask them why they are gangstalking you. That would be the direct confrontation route. They will feign ignorance and pretend they've never heard of gangstalking and try to make you sound and feel crazy. You can reaffirm by letting them know that you know gangstalking is real, and that you'd like for them to leave you alone. Let them know that you can put a restraining order on them if they keep following you around.
2) Indirect Confrontation: You could indirectly confront them, maybe be friendly and introduce yourself and ask directions or something. Try and glean some more details from them that way. Tell them, "You look real familiar to me. I feel like I've seen you somewhere else? Were you at XYZ last Friday? And maybe ABC a couple of weeks ago? It's a weird coincidence. I keep seeing you around". Try to make them uncomfortable by mentioning multiple places you've seen them at. See if they start sweating or show any signs of being nervous. If they start tugging at their ear or nose or look away while answering you, you can be sure they are lying.
3) Intimidation: You could also start staring them down to intimidate them. That's basically what I did to get my gangstalking to stop a LONG time ago. There was this super tall CIA Agent looking guy at the grocery store, and I knew he was following me. So I stared him down, and he got real nervous and smiled and grabbed a bundle of bananas real quick and ran off. Maybe having big scary looking pitbulls or rotwilers with you at all times while walking outside could help with intimidation. Or you could literally start open carrying a firearm around on your belt.
4) Ignore / They Don't Exist: You can also completely ignore them and pretend they don't exist and not let their presence bother you.
5) Kill With Kindness: Or you can kill them with kindness by smiling and waving at them and being friendly whenever you see them. Keep in mind that frequency weapons are being used on gangstalkers to remove their empathy, though. This was confirmed by the whistleblower named Bryan Kofron. So any methods intended to appeal to the gangstalker's humanity and empathy will likely be ineffective. However, never underestimate the powers of charisma and human decency. Most gangstalkers were forced into that profession by being victimized and gangstalked themselves to begin with.
Basically, you don't want to let them intimidate you or get you to change your life in any negative way. One goal of the targeted individual program is to essentially make you a prisoner in your own house and in your own mind. That's part of why I've started going for walks at the park almost every day lately. They don't want you to have a healthy social life or to have any social support structure whatsoever. The end goal is basically to get you in the crazy house. The whole program is designed to drive you insane and make you LOOK insane to your friends and family. Really, the only people you can talk about this openly with are those of us who know this is real already. The police and FBI are in on it. They absolutely will not help you whatsoever. They will gaslight you and pretend they have never even heard of gangstalking. That's because they are in on it.
Researching and discussing conspiracies like 9/11 was what got me put on the targeted individual list. I posted my theory of 9/11 on Abovetopsecret back in 2010. Someone on the forum threatened me and my whole family in a cryptic way to try and silence me. I didn't sleep for a whole week pretty much. Then, around 5am one morning while walking my dog, an FBI looking black Lincoln Town car drove by me. While it drove by, it rolled down the back window that was facing me. There was nobody in the backseat, but the message was well received. One night not too long after that, the walls of my bedroom started vibrating and buzzing for no apparent reason. My girlfriend at the time was absolutely frightened and asked me what that was. I just told her I didn't know since I really had no idea at the time. But now I realize that was the radio frequency mind control weapons being broadcast at us.
By the way, my relationship of 4 years ended shortly after that. I now realize that my girlfriend had been turned against me with frequency weapons. She started acting strange and in sort of a subliminal manner she would be mean to me for no reason. When she moved out, she was absolutely devastated and she seemed desperate to get back together but her pride prevented her from saying anything about it. When she broke up with me, it was like I was talking to a completely different person. She crossed her arms and told me not to touch her ever again. It felt like she was an actor in a movie or something. Like I mentioned with gangstalkers, her empathy was completely removed and she wasn't the same person anymore.
To this day I'm still single almost 14 years later. I had started to suspect that the perpetrators were finding out which women I was pursuing and were bombarding them with negative thoughts about me via electromagnetic radio frequency based mind control weapons. One lady who I know online confirmed this to me. She told me that one time she went to sit down at her computer specifically to talk with me. As soon as she sat down, she said she heard a loud ringing frequency tone in her ear, and she got very irritated and had the sudden impulse to stand back up and not talk to me. She said another time she heard nothing BUT the ringing in her ears, all other sounds stopped registering. And now it has been six months since she mysteriously stopped talking to me altogether. We never fought. We never had an argument or disagreement. She was straight up turned against me.
Frequency weapons aren't just used to broadcast false thoughts and manipulate people's emotions against you. They are also used for remote electroshock torture in order to make a person associate being around you with pain. I frequently receive sharp electrical shocking sensations in sensitive parts of my body such as my head, throat, fingers, toes, groin, stomach, etc. This isn't just done to us however. This is also done to our friends, family, and any potential dating opportunities. Many times in recent months I've had women I'm pursuing suddenly start experiencing sharp stomach cramping and other pains out of nowhere. One lady who was a waitress even openly stated that she thought it had to do with me, and mentioned how it was slow at the restaurant on the two Fridays I had been there. This is very real, despite what the online gangstalkers will try to say in the comments on this post.
Oh, and people are also being turned against each other within their dreams. I've witnessed it first hand by observing my own dreams. A woman who I was interested in was depicted negatively in a dream which had nothing to do with her otherwise. But she wronged me in my dream, which had an emotional effect on me which got committed to long term memory. And I woke up suddenly holding a grudge against her for no apparent reason. So if you've ever had a person turned against you out of nowhere for seemingly no reason, this is very often the reason.
Ultimately the Illuminati is trying to play God with gangstalking and radio frequency mind control weapons. They are trying to play our lives like Mario kart, and they want to steer us off course. So it's very necessary to become as knowledgeable as possible about yourself so that you know what your true thoughts are and what are falsely implanted thoughts. Also you want to learn to reprogram your own subconscious mind by telling it positive affirmations about yourself, your life, your goals, and what you hope to achieve. Someone on here suggested you can also program yourself to block out the influence of the frequency weapons by repeatedly stating, "I am blocking out all frequencies outside of the normal human hearing range". This is something I've been trying lately. Grounding is also important. Go outside daily and walk barefoot on grass for 15 to 20 minutes to discharge the built up artificial frequencies and reset your body to be synced up with Earth's harmonic resonance frequency of 7.83 hertz. Tree hugging also is effective in this regard. Sitting with your back against a tree and reading a book is a good idea too.
Detoxing heavy metals can also be useful with supplements like chlorella, cilantro, moringa, liquid bentonite, etc. Potassium iodide capsules may help with removing the skin fungus associated with morgellons. Hot baths with Epsom salt, borax and bentonite may also help with thus. Lately I've been taking a supplement called Opaline Dry Oxy in order to help with my breathing, as my diaphragm and lungs have been under heavy attack. I found information which stated that this supplement was especially helpful for morgellons sufferers and was effective in oxygenating the body and raising the blood oxygen levels. So far I would say it is indeed helping.
In conclusion, never allow yourself to give up since that's the real goal of the targeted individual and gangstalking program. You aren't going crazy. You aren't paranoid or delusional. You aren't imagining that everyone is out to get you. One of the positive affirmations I repeat daily is that I'm winning and that I will meet a beautiful wife and find a great paying job, etc. I remind myself that the reason these people hate me so much is because they hate themselves, and they can't bear to see me win. So I try to enjoy the extra challenge of it all and that way my victory will be all the sweeter knowing that the whole world conspired to take me down, yet I was victorious in spite of their attempts to drag me down.
And to those of you reading this who are part of the harassment campaign against me, I am taking you all down and I am going to expose the entire program. You are rats on a sinking ship, and you'd better jump off while you still can. Because when the targeted individual program is fully exposed and the arrests start being made, there will be no deals anymore. So I recommend that you become an informant and/or a whsitleblower to speed up the process and save your hide. You are on the wrong side of history, and your horrific torture program which flourishes underground and in darkness will not survive exposure to the light.

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2024.05.20 12:41 kiwasabi Strategies you can use to fight back against gangstalking. Also, my experience with being a targeted individual for 14 years. Radio Frequency based mind control weapons are also being used against us directly as well as against friends, family and love interests in order to turn them against us.

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2024.05.20 12:39 kiwasabi My experience with being a targeted individual for 14 years and overview of the program. Radio Frequency based mind control weapons are also being used against us directly as well as against friends, family and love interests in order to turn them against us.

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2024.05.19 23:30 essteedeenz1 9 year old pushing his boundaries far too much

I am an uncle full time raising a child while his Dad has him most weekends
Hes reasonably active, Rugby twice a week then Jiu jitsu for 2 days
While I know he loves me and its not purposeful but more out of habit, but getting him to do stuff is a battle and ends up him almost wanting to smash stuff cause he wants to remain in control.
Today when getting ready for school he had multi coloured socks on and I said go put black ones on you know the school rules(he never does this but decided today out of all days to do it) and this ended up in a huge drama.
I don't like to admit it as I'm deadset against it as hes pretty much like a raging pitbull almost causing damage to the house there has been on occasion where I've had to slap him on the bum, and I hate that and its not something I think has much effect anyways.
Just yeh theres always a time generally where I ask him to do something and he will just fight it tooth and nail everytime.
The reasons why I have resorted to it is quite frankly I've done everything else or at least felt like I have but regardless me resorting to slapping is something I'd rather have to never do. Hence why I'm messaging on here
I should say the kid does have a bit of a unstable life, Mum has come and gone past 5 years and for the past 2 years she was in his life Semi full time but it was toxic as she was a recovering addict and she would on occasion lash out at him verbally as well as never painting me in a good light so I can the sense that despite the fact I've pretty much been there since day 1 theres a lack fo respect from his part.
The only thing I can think of which could work is he as a typical boy likes his gaming and games a lil bit on weekends only, I was flirting the idea of completely banning it all weekend or something.
I dunno any advice and tips would be appreciated., Sorry if this is short and I would keep going but unfortunately am doing this between my work time atm.

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2024.05.19 04:53 shoshana20 I am 25 (26 on Tuesday!), make $80,000 in New York City, and spent $1955.99 in my first six months of cat ownership

We haven’t had a lot of reddit money diaries lately and I was curious about how much I spent on her in the first 6 months, so I did this to tally up! I’ve done MD before so I’m just going to do a very quick summary here: I have a masters degree, in workforce last 2 years, I was making $100,000 til a layoff in late April. I have roughly $12k in retirement, $16k in checking, and $27k in savings. No debt. I adopted Cordelia 11/11/2023 and the bulk of expenses, though not all of them, are split with my sisteroommate. If not otherwise noted, assume the total was split 50/50 between us. In the interest of tracking full costs, I will only be noting the totals.
Upfront Costs/Adoption Story
I came in knowing I wanted an adult cat and that special needs wasn’t a dealbreaker, and it was truly love at first sight when I met Cordelia (nee Socks). She was 6 years old and recently re-surrendered to the shelter after her owner, an elderly Eastern European woman, moved back to her home country. She had a rough backstory, grew up in a hoarder home and was found and brought to the shelter when the home caught fire and firefighters found literally over a hundred cats in cages. In addition to being less appealing to potential adopters because of age, she was suffering from dandruff mostly due to being overweight and was/is on a prescription diet for proteinuria. Nevertheless, she is a gentle, loving, total couch potato of a cat who adores being brushed and touched by humans.
The shelter is pay what you wish, and I made a $100 donation to the shelter (not split). Additionally, I had no cat supplies, so before I brought her home I went to my local pet store. I had a $100 gift card that I won in a raffle to benefit a pitbull rescue, but still paid $44.99 out of pocket for a haul that included a litter box, 20 lb bag of litter, a cat condo (that she never even touched, naturally), Litter Genie, and a bag of Litter Genie refills. I did not need to pay for a carrier at this point because the shelter provided one.
Category Total: $144.99
Pet Insurance
$25/month, through Healthy Paws, not much to say.
Category Total: $150
Toys and Accessories
Other than the cat condo previously noted, I spent $51 at PetSmart (not split) on a harness and some random toys. As usual, she does not like any of these toys and only wants to play with my dirty socks. This purchase also included a slicker brush because she loves the brushie. For $2 at TJ Maxx I got her a scratch pad that she loved and scratched to death and I replaced for another $2 later on. At one point she scratched my doorframe so I got a scratching post with a built-in brush at the base and also got more Litter Genie bags for a $50 pet store visit. In January I returned to the pet store yet again and bought a water fountain for $30, which was another dud. Last month I bought her a set of raised food/water bowls for $20 and pleased to say they actually increased her water intake! I also bought a Furminator for $20 as the season change has made her quite scrunkly. Finally, I’ve spent $110 on alternative carriers because the one from the shelter is pretty awkward and heavy. I got a backpack carrier for vet visits and today I ordered a rolling carrier to try and bring her on public transit to my parents’ house.
This total does not include things my parents bought for their grandkitty, such as a cat bed that looks like a present box, or random small toys that I paid for in cash. This stuff is also not split because it was all me being silly and extra.
Category Total: $258
Food
This is also sort of a recurring cost, but as I mentioned, she is on prescription urinary food. Though maybe not for much longer because she had a bladder test Friday! Every 48 days, I pay $122 for two 24 packs of her wet food. She eats a can a day and also gets a tiny bit of prescription dry food so she doesn’t spend all night bugging me. The shelter did send me home with what they had of her prescription. The total spent on her food thus far is slightly higher than the recurring cost because I had to replace the dry food once.
Category Total: $545
Vet Visits
As part of her pet insurance coverage, I needed to bring her in for a comprehensive physical exam within 30 days of adoption. I brought her to a local vet and paid $217 for a physical exam. The vet found that she had ear mites, presumably from the shelter environment, so this total includes an ear cleaning and preventative mite treatment. This also includes a fecal analysis. Two weeks later, we decided to get Cordelia microchipped, which was $295 including the actual procedure and the registration fee with Pettrac.
This past Friday, Cordelia had another vet visit. This was primarily because she’s due for a rabies vaccine in May, but we also opted to do her annual physical so both those appointments would be on the same schedule and she won’t need to go in every 6 months for routine stuff. The total here was $346, of which $125 was the urinalysis. In addition to the urinalysis, physical, and rabies shot, I also got her a gabapentin prescription to hopefully avoid peeing/pooping/vomiting on car rides.
Category Total: $858
Grand Total: $1955.99
Reflections
Sorry not sorry for being a crazy cat lady. I have some photos in my post history of Cordelia, she truly lights up my life and my/my sister’s apartment. There’s a new coziness and warmth that wasn’t there before she came home. As I type this MD, she’s next to me on my bed making biscuits. Also, she's down nearly 1.5 lbs since I brought her home! She still has a bit to go to get to a healthy weight but she's noticeably improved at grooming herself.
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2024.05.18 20:43 Phteven_j Another day, another pit ruining our neighborhood.

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2024.05.17 16:21 SzTamas56 Every stand I made

Stats:
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1,Mass Hysteria: Hive mind tattoo.
2, ~~Burnin’~~ God's Light: Makes user invincible by burning down anything that tries to hurt him
3,Never Gonna Give You Up: Handcuffs between the user and a target.
4,~~Skillet~~ Scream of Butterflies: Bio-armor.
5,Karma Chameleon: Chameleon tattoo as a pet, who makes your skin color change.
6,Lonely Boy: Pajama with a pocket dimension.
7, ~~Deadwood~~ The Mantel: A forest grows from the user and she can freely control it.
8,Pumped Up Kicks: Infinite amount of guns with whistle controlled bullets.
9,Break Stuff: Bullies people and uploads videos about them.
10,Space Ritual: GODDES OF THE UNIVERSE
11,Californication: The cooler California
12,Shot in the Dark: Controls anything as a projectile and can make them to ignore gravity for a second.
13,Black Hole Sun: Reverse sun, makes people insane.
14,STFU: Makes people suicidal by bullying.
15,~~Sad Machine~~ Emo Girl Ex Machina: A shareable stand bound to a glove, makes holograms which can interact with the real world.
16,~~Panic Room~~ Unearth: By attaching to people, it shows them their greatest fears and horrors until they die or learn to live with their fear.
17,~~Monster~~ Dunkelheit: The angrier the user, the stronger it gets, untill the stand takes over the users body.
18,Dare: Makes dares and tests the grammar knowledge of people.
19,Royals: Takes over stands.
20,~~Girl on Fire~~ Sleeping Sun: A lighter which summons a female humanoid fire.
21,~~Balls in Yur Jaw~~ Athoth a GO GO: Beatle stand which uses spin.
22,Oh Green World: A crow made out of wines sharing nutrients from the user to anything around it.
23,PSYCHONAUT: Swimming in air by compressing oxygen.
24,~~Breaking Bad~~ Baby Blue: Re-writes chemical component of (almost) anything.
25,One: Death as a sniper and puts people into vegetative state, vie a rifle.
26,Fortunate Son: Napalm helicopter (wow so creative).
27,~~Sucker of Pain~~ Cursed in Eternity: Can make the user invincible at the cost of someone taking the pain of it.
28,Gloomy Sunday: Either heals all your mental health problems or stops your happy hormone making processes.
29,~~House of Ill Repute~~ Scatter and Napalm Brain: A twin pair with motorbike helmets which gives them psychic powers and it gets stronger the closer they are to each other
30,~~Freak Show~~ Atrocity Exhibition: 3 headed cassowary.
31,Sylvester the Snowman: An imposter made out of snow.
32,Thunderstruck: Flies that take over your nerve system.
33,I am Rich: It makes everyone to believe that the user is the most important, richest and influential person in the world.
34,Nelly the Elephant: A black elephant, which if makes any injury, it will become un-healable.
35,The Nightmare Came Back: Makes a traumatic person to come back as the stand.
36,Little Pig: Makes senses either too sensitive or too numb.
37,Death to Liver: Emits pure ethanol to the air.
38,~~We Don’t Sleep at Night~~ Sex Murder Party: Makes the user to control lights and her voice.
39,Black Dog: An extremely powerful hound which can only be summoned in dark (4 YEAR OLD SPOTTED PITBULL GO!)
40,~~Stressed Out~~ Eventually: Converts peoples mind into childish. (Jesus Christ I had an extremely bad taste in music)
41,~~Who Shot Ya?~~ Ready to Die: A backpack with a little humanoid inside it dual wielding Glocks.
42,~~Broken~~ Empire of Ants: Breaks down (almost) anything to living ants.
43,~~BIGGEST MAN~~ Quintessence: An eldritch god chained to the user.
44,Keep Holdin’ On: Aim bot on a sword. (Don't fuck with me! I have the power of God and anime on my side! autistic screech)
45,Purple Hat: A cheetah which makes people to dance till end.
46,~~My Mind~~ Space Fold: Lead Poisoning: Takes over people after gambling with the user.
47,~~Casin0~~ Space Fold: Distortion Makes people to loose their sense of time, space and their short term memory. (I swear I only referenced this because the cool name)
48,B.O.B.: Carpet bombing with homemade bombs.
49,~~Hentai~~ Scum With Boundaries: Octopus bro, who gives the user heat vision.
50,I Like Your Hat: Comedic death.
51,~~Be Gone THOT~~ Merciless Onlsaught:Destroys anything that would make the user to learn about the existence of stands.
52,Quay: YOU DON’T RECOGNIZE THE BODIES IN THE WATER
53,Bad: Spits up flies made out of a liquid which makes your blood into acid.
54,~~Anarchist~~ Rumble: Delete rules and make things glitchy.
55,Takyon: Using tachyons as a weapon. (Veronica my beloved)
56,Electric Avenue: Makes people to achieve their goals by brute force.
57,Holiday: Makes people to see not real wars.
58,Ten Little Reindeer: Ten users who will die because the users before them come back to kill them.
59,~~Dr. Frankenstein~~ Dr. Octagon: Makes chimeras.
60,You Are An Idiot: A pen drive which infects people to see the You Are an Idiot “music video".
61,Guillotine: An almost indestructible stand with high power, but it can accidentally rip out things (including itself and the user) from the dimension it is inside.
62,Eh: Punches stuff and makes poles.
63,Red Bone: Put people into dreams were they are living their best life, doesn’t last forever though.
64,Death Grips: Tortures people without actually hurting them physically.
65,Gotye: Painting set which affects the things it is used on.
66,Right Behind You: Spy TF2 with Deathringer.
67,Rollin’: Makes things to hover around the user like planets around stars.
68,ULTIMATE: The ideal form.
69,Unknown Brain: The more people know it, the stronger it gets.
70,This is America: Makes guns to appear from nowhere and can make gunpowder explode.
71,Year of the Snitch: For a year it reveals everything about something.
72,The Fever: An extra chromosome which when activates instantly kills the cell it is in.
73,Teen Spirit: A low power punch ghost, but if it gets damage it releases a gas which kills your frontal lobe for a time period.
74, To Be This Way: An arm replacement for the user and 11 more fists.
75, Brand New Pillbox Hat: Vibration amplifier.
76, I've Seen Footage: Remakes shock/gore videos.
77, Money Store: The user can instantly switch places with her 10 meter tall semi dog humanoid stand.
78, No Love: Makes effect of drugs longer and be more effective.
79, Deep Web: Makes hallucinations manifest in a physical form.
80, No Love Deep Web: Can only be summoned if both No Love and Deep Web effects someone, has abilities that depend on the type of drug the target used.
81, Hustle Bones: Shark teeth that can work as crack cocaine.
82, ~~The Carpathian~~ Black Flag: A battle cruiser ship with a small crew.
83, Punk Weight: A giant jellyfish filled with nerve and muscle poison.
84, Birds: Making prophecies, but water can break them.
85, Hacker: Rewrites the source code of everything.
86, Vamos a La Playa!: Summons extreme winds.
87, Bottomless Pit: Tar which took over the user’s body.
88,Spread Eagle Cross the Block: Spread objects cross a large area without changing their volume.
89 and 90, Artificial Death & West East: One finds the one who should be dead, the other kills them.
91, Fashion Week: Teleporting catwalk with explosive grand finale.
92, Runaway: Super Mario 64 TAS.
93, Restraining Orders: Cool hat mixed with seizures.
94, Whatever I Want: Colony of hands that steal whatever the user wants.
95, ~~Blood Creapin'~~ Pagan Terrorism Tactics: Targets bleed uncontrollably, but they can't die from blood loss.
96, Pearly Haired Lady: Goddess giving away stands.
97, Powers That B: Multi dimensional DID with infinite amount of random abilities.
98, Up My Sleeves: A last resort under the user's sleeve.
99, Billy? Not Really: Makes targets to see others as an old friend called Billy.
100, Black Quarterback: The dynamic duo of 2 braindead American football players.
101, Say Hey Kid: Random people are the slaves of the user for no reason.
102, Have a Sad Cum BB: Harasses people when they do anything that grants them joy.
103, Voila: Living shadow making a shadow army.
104, Big Dipper: Bear making gravity weaker and makes pagan religious or superstitious objects work like they are said.
105, Break Mirrors: Shadow monster living in the mirror, and it can be released.
106, Inanimate Sensations: Weirdmageddon.
107, Turned Off: Brain ignores the user and the stand but the subconsciousness is scared from it.
108, Why Lie?: Sociopath makes you his bitch if you lie to him.
109, Beyond Alive: Old lady steals life force and reanimates dead matter in an area.
110, Centuries of Damn: Controlled weather mixed with depressing look.
111, On GP: Universal null point, which can be only accessed if you know the user personally.
112, Black Paint: Parasitic stand which fuses the soul of the user with the target.
113, Death Grips 2.0.: Death Grips but world wide range, can only "attack" stand users.
114, King Kunta: Steals your legs if you get out of its area.
115, Trash: Digs holes that leave into literal nowhere and objects get braked down to atoms if get inside.
116, Steroids: 22 meter long dragon hiding in dead animals, waiting to strike down enemies.
117, Rainbow Bridge: A stand that resurrects the dead and doesn't let the user die.
118, Big House: House maquette shrinks people but lets inside spiders without changing them.
119, C418: Minecraft blocks.

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2024.05.14 21:53 rosemarrryyyy My neighbor relative pushed my dog through our shared fence

Earlier today my dogs were barking so I decided to see what was going on thru my bathroom window I stuck my head out and as I’m about to say anything this guy pushed the fence on my dog that she went back I yelled out saying “what the f is your problem” and he stayed quiet and I followed up by saying “I just saw you push my dog” he said “it was trying to bite me” mind you my dog is not even 6 month old pitbull who’s extremely friendly to everyone but tends to bark. I was like “she doesn’t fing bite I will call the cops on you’re for that s” and he said “well call them”. I was like I need to see him face to face because he left real quick so I go over and I see him and I press him in front of his relatives because he started saying “I was fixing the fence and she was grabbing on my glove and I lightly pushed” (the fence is Diamond Wire Fence) that fence is one that can’t be “fixed” and was never broken since I said “you literally pushed it hard enough to make her go back and he was denying saying “your full of shit” I was like “let me catch you doing that s*** and the cops will be called “ he said “I’ll do it again if she goes out to bite me” and I just said “ Bett that watch”. I forgot to mention he comes a lot to do yard work. I’m 19 (F) any advice on how to go about this.

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2024.05.13 19:29 Relative-Obscurity Has anyone heard of The Maze Below the Firefighter's House?

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I don't know exactly how it happened.
Everything was going great. It was Valentine's Day. My wife had just left for work. And I had just put the second batch of her favorite cookies in the oven for when she returned home.
The only catch is, after I put them in the oven...
...I completely forgot that it was Valentine's Day.
Maybe I was distracted by all my work calls.
Maybe I'm just getting old.
All that matters is, when I emerged from my home office a little while later...
...The entire kitchen had gone up in flames...
...And a few hours later...
...My entire house had burnt to the ground.
—
When my wife finally got home, after racing back from work, it immediately didn't matter to her that it was Valentine's Day anymore.
She was just glad that I was alive.
"Are you okay?" She asked, tears in her eyes, as she ran over to me, as I stood outside, shivering, wrapped in a blanket beside a fire truck.
"Yeah I'll be ok. Can't say the same for the house." I joked, gesturing to the destroyed building.
We both looked over at our home of nearly ten years, as firefighters put out the last of its smoking embers.
She couldn't help but laugh. "Were you able to salvage anything?"
"Oh!" I replied, before reaching into the pocket of my sweatshirt and pulling out a large, sealed plastic bag full of cookies. "Forgot to tell you. I was able to grab the first batch on the way out."
"Aww." She said.
"Want one?" I offered, reaching to open the bag, but she stopped me.
"No, I don't have an appetite right now, after all this. But maybe later."
"No worries." I said, putting the bag of cookies back into my sweatshirt pocket.
"What now?" She asked.
"Hotel I guess?" I proposed.
"Well we could stay with my mom, but that's a two hour drive. After this, that sounds like a lot."
That's when a firefighter overheard us, and interjected.
"Sorry to eavesdrop, but if you don't have anywhere to go. I've got a spare bedroom at my house, down by the harbor. If you're too tired to drive tonight." He offered, with a sympathetic look on his face.
"Thanks, I really appreciate that." I replied, "But we couldn't. It's a really kind gesture, though. Seriously."
"Thank you though, it means a lot." My wife added.
"Oh, of course." The firefighter replied, "No pressure at all. Just with you here like this, I wouldn't have been able to sleep tonight knowing I didn't offer."
He turned away, took a few steps, and then doubled back. "You sure? It really would be no bother to me at all."
My wife and I each looked at each other, exhausted.
"I suppose it beats paying for a hotel." I reasoned.
"Or a two hour drive." My wife said.
—
A couple hours later, we were sitting in the firefighter's kitchen, eating a dinner that he had made for us.
"Seriously though, we'll forever be in your debt for this." I said, slurping pasta.
"Are you kidding?" The firefighter replied, as he did the same. "After what you've gone through today, it's the least I could do."
"You really saved us a long drive to my mom's place." My wife said, after taking a bite.
"Can I ask you a question, though?" The firefighter asked, putting his fork down.
"Of course." I replied.
"What was it about me, that earned your trust?" He continued.
"Our trust?" My wife asked.
"Yeah, like was it the uniform? Or my charm?" He said.
"Uh, I don't know. Why?" She replied.
"Just curious what exactly lowered your guard enough to come back with me, to my house. A stranger's house." The firefighter continued.
I couldn't tell if he was joking, or was looking for a straight answer. So I went with the latter. "Uh, maybe a combination of both? But if I had to pick one. Maybe the uniform? Everyone trusts a firefighter."
"Really? Thank you! That's what I thought, but the others, they all said it was my charm, and I’m really starting to think that the uniform alone really seals the deal." He said.
"The others?" I asked.
"Yeah, the others. Downstairs." The firefighter replied.
"I'm sorry, I'm not following. There's other people downstairs?" My wife asked.
"Yeah, like you." He said nonchalantly.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Like people I found, in desperate situations, like yours, that needed help." The firefighter explained.
"And... what are they doing down there?" I added.
"Oh, there's a whole dungeon down there." He said, with a completely straight face.
"A... dungeon?" I asked.
"Yeah, like with torture devices, and a maze and everything. It's actually really cool, do you want to see it?" He offered.
My wife and I both looked at each other, then back at the firefighter...
...And suddenly burst out laughing…
...As he, too, began to roar with laughter.
Eventually, the laughing subsided, and the kitchen got awkwardly quiet, so I tried to change the subject. "Anyways, great pasta sauce. Is that cumin in there?”
But he ignored me, and picked up right where he left off. "No, but seriously, you've gotta check it out. Like literally, you have no choice."
I just played along, hoping he would change the subject. "Yeah, yeah, okay, fine, fine, we'll check it out. After dinner."
But he wouldn't let it go. "No. Now." He commanded, his facing turning from jovial to menacing.
The joke was growing old, and starting to get a bit creepy, so I stood up from my seat and gestured for my wife to get up. "Come on, let's go."
"Go? I'm afraid that's not possible." The firefighter replied, "The doors and windows are locked from the inside out, and only I can open them."
That's when I decided that he had crossed the line, so I puffed up my chest, and started to move closer to him in a threatening fashion.
"Dude, seriously? I'm a firefighter. I'm in the best shape of my life. And you, no offense, look like you don't even work out."
I couldn’t help but take offense, but I still thought he was joking, so I just smiled back nervously.
"Oh, and I've got an ax." He added, removing a firefighter's ax from under the table and holding it up before us.
He was not joking.
Seeing the weapon, my wife jumped up from her seat, and we both ran to the door, only to find it locked from the inside, just as he had told us.
"Told you."
—
A few minutes later, we were standing at the foot of his basement, having just descended a rickety flight of stairs.
The firefighter must have noticed me walking nervously down them, as he had followed behind us.
"Oh, please excuse the stairs." He apologized, "I really need to get them replaced. But with all of the construction I've been doing in the dungeon and all, they just haven't been a priority."
I didn't know what to think of any of it. I was just hoping it would end.
But it didn't.
"Ok, so here's how it works." The firefighter began, pointing his ax toward the entrance to what, literally, looked like a dungeon. "I'm gonna give you a five minute head start, during which time I'd suggest you run as fast as you can. Now, at the end of the maze, there is an exit. And if you make it there, I promise I'll let you out. But for full transparency, no one has ever made it that far. Cause, you know, they don't know the maze, and I designed it, so I kinda have the upper hand. But maybe you'll be the first?"
My wife and I just stared at each other with a look of horror, as it became clear that this was actually happening.
"Anyways, you're gonna see a lot of fucked up shit in there. People are gonna beg and plead for you to take them with you. But whatever you do, do not give in. I know in the moment you're gonna want to do the right thing but, trust me, based on how it's gone in the past, they're just gonna slow you down, and you're gonna need every second you can get." He then turned to us, as if to make sure we were listening, and asked, "Got it?"
To which I, unsure of what to say, just replied, "Uh... yeah.".
That's when he pulled out a stopwatch, put his thumb to the start button...
"Ok ready... get set.... go!"
...And clicked it.
I looked over at my wife, whose eyes had grown wide with fear...
...And, without hesitation, grabbed her by the hand, darting off with her into the dungeon.
—
Five minutes later, we were running through the maze below the firefighter's house, uncertain of our exact progress but confident that we had made it pretty far into its depths, when we stumbled onto a man, locked up in a cage, his body emaciated from what must have been starvation.
"Help me!" He called out, "Take me with you!"
My wife stopped for a moment, a look of sadness in her eyes, and began to reach out to him, but I intercepted her hand and led her past him, further into the maze.
"We have to keep going!" I called out.
"I feel terrible leaving another behind." She replied.
He wasn't the first we'd seen. In fact, in just that previous five minutes alone, we'd encountered many of the countless others that the firefighter was referring to, and what seemed like a hundred unspeakable horrors.
But we had stayed strong and forged ahead, and as a result, I felt like we were getting close to the end of the maze.
"We're no use to them unless we get out of this place, and call for help." I assured her.
"You're right." She replied.
"We must be getting close to the exit."
"If there even is one."
She had a point. There was a possibility that the firefighter had lied to us, and there was no exit at the end of the maze.
But there was something about the way that he talked, something so honest and direct, that made me think there actually was a way out at the end. And the more I thought about it, I was confident that without an actual exit, for us to potentially reach, there'd be no fun in the game that he'd created for himself.
"Trust me." I said.
"I trust you." My wife replied.
That's when we heard it. The unsettling sound of someone whistling, coming from behind us in the maze, and approaching quickly.
"Run!" My wife said, her sense of hopelessness now transforming into one of survival.
—
By the time we finally made it to the end of the maze, the firefighter had caught up to us, still whistling. But when he turned the corner and saw us, standing at the door, tugging at its locked doorknob, he dropped his shoulders. "Aw, man. Seriously?"
I tried to bring myself to speak, but my body was frozen in fear.
Finally, I let out the words, "Seriously, what?"
"You beat me to the exit. You're the first ones to do it." He said.
He started running over to us, ax still in hand, as I closed my eyes, bracing for impact and fearing the worst...
...But rather than feel pain, I felt...
...A hug. A gentle, warm, embrace...
...Before I opened my eyes and saw him hug my wife as well.
"Congratulations! That is no easy feat." The firefighter said, "I mean, that is one disturbing, and distracting place. Luck was on your side. Wait, no, sorry, I shouldn't assume luck. You did make it to the end so skill must have been a factor. I don't want to take that away from you."
My wife and I just stood there, waiting for him to get to the point.
"So, um..." My wife said, gesturing to the door. "Do we still get to leave?"
"Get to leave? Get to leave? How dare you!" He said, in a serious tone… before cracking a smile and patting us both on the back, "I'm just fucking with you, of course you get to leave! I am a man of my word, and you did play by the rules and win."
The firefighter walked over to the door, removed a key ring full of keys from his pocket, and began rummaging through it, "Let's see here..."
Until he finally picked one and held it up.
"...There it is!" The firefighter continued, "But can you imagine if I forgot the key ring upstairs and had to go all the way back through that maze?" He said with a chuckle, opening the door from the basement into his backyard.
My wife and I both looked outside, into the darkness, and immediately started walking towards the exit, before the firefighter put his hand out and said. "Not so fast. I said I'm a man of my word, and I am. I told you earlier that if you made it to the exit, I'd let you out. However..."
I suddenly realized there was a caveat.
"...There's one slight caveat." He continued, "When I do let you out, there just so happens to be two dogs out there, that I keep extremely hungry for this very occasion. So when you get out there, I just want to warn you, it's highly probable that'll tear you both apart. Actually, scratch that, it’s one hundred percent probable.”
Between the fire and the maze, my wife and I were both so exhausted, that we both looked at each other, nodded in agreement, and walked out into the backyard, ready to accept our fate.
Then, we looked back at the firefighter, who said, "What? Don't look at me like that? I can't just be letting people escape from here so they can go and tell the cops about this place. Anyways, it's been fun. And sorry I had to make an already bad day even worse. On Valentine's Day no less. Anyways, goodbye."
And like that...
...He slammed the door behind him, leaving us out there in the backyard, standing there in the dark.
—
A few minutes later…
…We suddenly heard the sound of dogs growling.
And as my eyes adjusted to the light, sure enough, I saw two sickly pitbulls, drooling and howling as they approached us, hunched over, and ready to attack…
...Until it hit me...
...The Valentine's Day cookies!
Without hesitation, I reached into my sweatshirt pocket and removed the plastic bag of cookies that I had offered my wife when we were standing outside our burning home, just a few hours earlier. To be precise, the first batch of the very cookies that had set said home ablaze, thus setting off a chain of events that led us to that very moment.
As the dogs got closer and closer, I carefully, and quietly unzipped the plastic bag, turned it upside down, and dropped the cookies on the ground...
...And like that, as soon as the dogs got a whiff of the cookies, they charged over to them and started devouring and fighting over them, in the process completely forgetting about my wife and I.
Together, we slowly walked past the pitbulls, turned around, and backed away slowly, until we eventually reached the fence at the far end of the backyard and, one by one, my wife going first, hopped the fence and ran to safety.
—
Later that night, while we sat in the police station, waiting to tell them everything, my wife, still in a daze from what had happened, asked, "What flavor were they?"
"Huh?" I replied, still in a daze of my own.
"The cookies. What flavor were they?"
"Your favorite of course. Peanut butter and chocolate chips."
"Fuck."
"You know, when I saved that first batch from the house. I was like, if these things are gonna burn my house down, we've at least gotta taste them. But you never got to."
"It's the thought that counts."
"I suppose so."
"Happy Valentine's Day." She said.
"Happy Valentine's Day." I replied.
And then, we both leaned in, and kissed, in a way we hadn’t done in years. Like when we first met, over a decade ago.
We may not have had a home anymore. Or any faith left in humanity. But we had each other. And sometimes, that's enough.
That was last night, and today, while the police hopefully raid that motherfucker's house, you better believe that I'm gonna be at my mother-in-law's place, baking another batch of those cookies.

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2024.05.13 18:48 Spooker0 Grass Eaters 51 Plan C

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MNS Trassau

Speinfoent turned around to face Loenda and reported the battlegroup status. “Commander, all ships have successfully completed the blink. Squadrons 4 to 12 all reporting in.”
“Good. Now let’s find out if this ridiculous scheme of yours gets all of us killed,” Loenda said. “Are you sure your sire and dam were not Grass Eaters?”
Speinfoent ignored the jab and continued with the report, “Our sensors are still resolving the enemy ships, but I am certain we are in the right place.”

ZNS 1841

Ditvish woke to the urgent cry of the ship’s klaxon. Wiping sleep from his mind, he picked up his communication device. “Did Skvanu get the raiders from Sixth Fleet?”
“No, Ten Whiskers, you must come to the flag bridge at once!”
“What is it this time? Can’t you ask your combat computers?” he grumbled tiredly.
“Ten Whiskers, the enemy fleet is here!”
He woke up in a hurry. “What?! Here? In Datsot?!”
“Yes, they just blinked in! Their fleet is heading our way, and they have just gone into a full combat burn!”

MNS Trassau

“We are seeing two to three squadrons of space combat ships, mostly Forager-class missile destroyers, and their Thorn-class battleship, the 1841. In orbit of Datsot are another thirty-two orbital support ships and several dozen other support vessels,” Speinfoent reported. “The enemy combat ships are stationary and in a loose formation. It looks like we did catch them off guard.”
“For now,” Loenda hedged. “They’ll be ready and engines hot hours before we come into range. And we don’t have the Nile’s magic sensors working with us this time.”
“No, but we did get the other fishing supplies in the last shipment.”
“We have only been exercising with those for a week!” Loenda exclaimed. “It is risky for our first live use to be against a fully capable combat fleet.”
“I thought you didn’t believe in exercises…” Seeing the ugly expression forming on her face, Speinfoent hurriedly moved on. “Anyway, the missiles will work. They may be barely fastened to the outside of our hulls, but I’m sure they work. After all, we didn’t make them.”
Loenda counted up the enemy ships on her console and did some calculations in her head. “Against my every instinct, we will go ahead, but with the most risk-averse option you came up with earlier. Execute Option Charlie.”
“Affirmative. Maintaining burn. Execute vector change in three minutes…”

ZNS 1841

“Ten Whiskers, they are performing an orbital transfer,” Ditvish’s computer officer called out, eyes glued to the glowing screens of her console.
Ditvish leaned forward. “What is their heading and intercept now?”
“It appears there is no intercept. If they continue their current burn, they may eventually move into a parallel orbit to us.”
“Parallel orbit? That doesn’t make sense. They didn’t come here just to make us wet our pants. Ask the combat computer, how far from us will they be at their closest?” Ditvish asked, puzzled.
A minute of calculations later, she relayed from her console, “It depends on whether they execute another vector change, but at their current burn and at their closest, they should come no closer than twelve times the maximum effective range of our missiles.”
Ditvish peered at the sensor panel, racking his brain for ideas.
None of this made any sense. Skvanu reported in earlier with a blink relay ship since the FTL radios were not working. In the data packet, he said that he was chasing three squadrons of the enemy fleet and planned to run them down with the superior blink fuel capacity of the Znosian ships — these must be the other nine squadrons from Sixth Fleet.
What were they doing here?
If these Lesser Predators forced him to engage in fleet battle here, they very well might have an upper hand, with their nine squadrons to his mere three. But they weren’t cutting him off aggressively or forcing an engagement. If they did move in boldly, he could always back off… delay until Skvanu finishes, returns to Datsot, and coordinate to trap this fleet in the system. But the enemy seemed almost… disinterested in combat; it did not even look like they were going to transfer into range.
“What are your orders, Ten Whiskers?” the computer officer asked.
For the first time in a long time, Ditvish felt at a complete loss. “None for now. Continue to observe the enemy and stay on high alert. Be prepared to move. And update me when Eight Whiskers Skvanu reports anything.”

MNS Oengro

The vacuum of Plaunsollib once again filled up with the communication chatter and munitions of the Malgeir fleet.
“Weapons-free… Kraken away.”
“Bandits deploying glow-worms.”
“Anchor gadgets to Jackal. Tracking.”
Grionc sat back and watched the controlled chaos of the Oengro bridge unfold as they engaged the outnumbered supply convoy escorts in front of them as they continued to stay one step ahead of the massive armada right behind them. The task remained familiar. The practiced crew could have completed this in their sleep. The stakes were higher now, but the job remained the same.
“Vampire swarm. Defending.”
“Popping confetti and turning up the music.”
“Vampires trashed.”
Either through luck or because they had gotten really good at it, most of the projectiles the eight escorts launched at them went wild, flying off into space chasing dazzler signals in errant directions. A few did come closer but were fooled at the last second by decoys and other countermeasures. The remaining were shot down by the Malgeir’s native close-in defense systems that were now being boosted by superior gravidar sensors aboard the Nile light seconds away.
The enemy convoy was not so lucky. Their sensor signatures disappeared from Grionc’s console, one by one.
“Splash four Forager. No, make that five.”
“Kraken away. We have two more on the way. They’ve gone pitbull.”
“That’s splash six and seven. Can someone confirm number eight?”
“Check. I have number eight.”
“Roger.”
Finally, Captain Vastae turned to Grionc to confirm. “High Fleet Commander, the supply convoy has been destroyed. Looks like the supplies self-destructed too.”
Grionc nodded in acknowledgement, not taking her eyes off the sensor console.
To underscore how common this type of success had become, even the crew’s cheers were subdued. In tonnage, this was no less a victory than it was the first time it was pulled off, but this was a crew who had been there before. They’d seen it. They’d done that.
And there were still the hundreds of enemy combat ships trailing them. Some were getting uncomfortably close to entering their missiles’ maximum powered ranges. None had fired yet; the Znosians were not so undisciplined, but it was close enough to make Grionc nervous.
She nodded at Captain Vastae. “Follow the vector we have been provided towards the systems limit. I don’t want to be one second behind schedule.”

ZNS 2228

Eight Whiskers Skvanu had known from his hatchling-hood that he was different than the others. His educators and caretakers always complained he asked too many questions and never took enough responsibility for his own actions. He learned to suppress the questions and to fake contrition, even when it didn’t make sense, saving those thoughts for the privacy of his own brain. He found this practice useful, and he used it to quickly ascend the totem-pole of rank in the Znosian Navy.
A meritorious society with supposedly transparent accountability, it should not have been so easy for him to breeze past promotion after promotion in his career. But when it was so easy for him to think for himself and simply obscure failures when they occur, his competitors didn’t stand a chance.
That was until he met Ten Whiskers Ditvish.
There, he met not only a kindred soul, but also one who could see right through him. At times, the senior fleet master made him feel like a fraud; at other times, he felt special, as if he’d been given a gift. Under Ditvish, he thrived. He was given more responsibility than normally assigned to regular eight whiskers officers by Ditvish, and here he was proudly commanding the bulk of his fleet.
Skvanu was determined not to let his mentor, and increasingly his confidant, down.
He looked at the sensor panel on his console. They will catch these Lesser Predators.
“Eight Whiskers, we still can’t talk to the Datsot fleet on FTL radio,” his computer officer reported. “I take full responsibility for this continued failure.”
“Don’t worry about it, Six Whiskers,” he replied casually. “We expected this to happen. It must be those Lesser Predators. Either a device on their fleet, or somewhere else hidden in this system. It is truly a war-changing upgrade, in ways that they might not even fully understand. Once we defeat them, we will take apart their wreck bit by bit and chase down every lead until we find it.”
“Yes, Eight Whiskers,” the officer replied. She hesitated for a moment but then decided to speak her mind. “I am— Don’t you find it deeply unsettling to know we are out of contact with the fleet master and— and the rest of the Prophecy?”
He looked up at her, gazing into her frightened eyes. “No, not at all. In fact, I am comforted by the silence. No micromanagement. No orders from above. Just our own wits to survive and win this battle. Full responsibility, for my actions, for all our actions. Today, there is truly no one else to blame.”
“Yes, Eight Whiskers,” she bowed, thankful for his insight and her confidence bolstered by his self-assurance. “That is an enlightening way of thought.”
“Indeed, it is. And besides, we still have our blink relay ships, even if they are slow in getting information through.”
“Yes, Eight Whiskers. Another has just departed with news of the supply losses.”
“Now, tell me what the enemy has done since they rejoined Six Whiskers Mgnats and his ships with the Prophecy,” Skvanu ordered, looking at the console in front of him. The enemy’s three squadrons had taken apart the eight escort ships like they were a knife through water without losing a single ship. It would have been difficult to believe had he not watched it happen through his sensors in real time… Almost real time. The two-hour light speed delay meant that his fleet died before they saw it get engaged. But the fleet was closing on the cursed Lesser Predator ambushers…
“They had been a half leap ahead of us the whole time, but the combat computer evaluates that one of their ships may have been damaged in the… skirmish with Six Whiskers Mgnats.”
Skirmish was an… ambitious word choice, Skvanu thought. Slaughter might have been closer. He prompted, “How did the combat computer come to this assessment?”
“Their acceleration is now slightly but measurably lower than when they went into the fight. It’s about a ten percent reduction. It thinks that one of them sustained minor damage and the rest of the fleet is matching its acceleration profile to mask the identity of the wounded ship.”
Skvanu frowned. “That does not seem right. Is there any evidence that Mgnats’ ships scored a hit on the Lesser Predators?”
“No,” she admitted. “Our sensors saw no debris. But it may be an accident, friendly fire, or some kind of a technical malfunction aboard one of their ships. The combat computer is speculating. But they are moving slower now: that much is clear to the sensors.”
“How does that affect our intercept timeline?”
“Given our current vector and accelerations, we will intercept slightly after they reach the system limit. They will probably attempt to blink out, but all we have to do is observe their blink vector and follow.”
Skvanu nodded. “And at that point, for all the upgrades these Lesser Predators have received, there’s only so much blink fuel they could have retrofitted a combat ship to carry. They can’t have improved their blink range much. Not enough to overcome our two-to-one fuel capacity advantage, at least. Today, the predators shall become our prey.”

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2024.05.11 17:43 Infamous-Yard2335 Shadow ghost in brothers room

My brother, his dog and I shared a 2 bedroom apartment with him getting the master bedroom with attached bathroom. I worked overnight and slept all afternoon and before going to work would take dog for a walk my brother worked afternoons so I only say him in the mornings.
So one day I am trying to sleep and dog is barking alot so I get up and tell him to shut up and go to his room, he does and i go back to sleep. I don't know if the light was on to my brothers bathroom, but it feels like I would have remembered if it was.
Later on that night when I wake up around 9pm I get up to take dog for a walk before I go to to work. I open my bedroom door and his room is directly in front of my room, the first thing I noticed was his bathroom light it on.
I keep walking in and then I notice a shadow on the wall and it's low enough that i thought it was dog. Now what happens next all happens very quickly, as I call out to dog, the shadows start moving deeper into the bathroom and i hear a tapping behind me in the corner of my bros room, I look behind me immediately and see dog trying to make himself very small( he's a German shepherd/ pitbull mix) in the corner, I then turn back to the bathroom and still see the shadow retreating more into the bathroom and I run towards it as soon as I go into the restroom there is nothing in there I get dog and closed the door to the room and we leave the apartment after that I get ready for work and leave.
I told my brother what happen but he didn't believe my until one day he was home alone and he heard someone say "Hey!" Like if they where right behind him, we moved out no long after.
The shadows looked like a regular shadow not like a shdadow blob

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2024.05.08 06:53 nomorelandfills Beloved rescue pit bull, raised from puppyhood, is euthanized as middle-aged adult after escalating odd and troubling behaviors culminate in attack on puppy

Beloved rescue pit bull, raised from puppyhood, is euthanized as middle-aged adult after escalating odd and troubling behaviors culminate in attack on puppy

Found on Facebook, in a public group for a rescuer.

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This might be a long read with a few spelling errors but I'm good with that. I'm super sad and miss my big blockhead boy. I told you all I would let you know what happened and why this was so sudden.
I'll give you a little background first. Years ago I was an animal law enforcement officer but it seemed cruelty investigations, abuse and neglect was a cancer I dealt with every hour of every day and took most of my time. It was in every community county wide and I never had to go far to find it. The beginning of my days were the toughest. That's when it was my job to euthanize whatever number of animals was in that part of the building and that got done before I headed out into the county each day. There were 3 of us to do this one week at a time in rotation plus whomever was in the building for the "in-between" euthanasias. This was a time we were doing it for all the reasons but mostly space. At my hands thousands upon thousands euthanized. You might say that you could never do it or ask me how could I have done that and that's fair enough. All I can really tell you is that if you had seen what was happening to them in our community you might come to the same conclusion that death was a better answer. Nobody came for them. Not their owners and not adopters. I could write a book on those cases won and lost. The one constant that absolutely never let up were the amount of Pitbulls that lost their lives. 50 runs on the right and 50 on the left and every single one had a Pit or Pit mix in it and the very minute one was pulled out another was placed there. The amount of fear energy that radiated within that corridor was palpable. Think what you will but this might be the single most misunderstood breed on the planet.
Fast forward a few years when I left that line of work and unintentionally started rescue, I was newly healing from a major spine operation and I told John I was going to start looking for a puppy. I needed a purpose to motivate every day as I was healing. We decided it was gonna be a Pit. As you can imagine it didn't take long to find one. I spoke to a state trooper that had a 10 week old Pit ABD mix and picked Sparta up and brought him home. He was a phenomenal puppy. My intentions were to take him everywhere I went for rescue purposes because I wanted not only him to be well socialized with people and all animals, I wanted people to have a relaxed interaction with this breed. He was going to be the ambassador for the breed and change some opinions.
He did exactly that. We worked very hard and consistently with obedience, recall and social skills. He shined. Over the years Sparta has raised numerous puppies and kittens. I know he'd rather be an only child but he took the chaos like a champ. As long as he had me, John and his stuffy his life was complete. Trips to DQ was always high on his list to. Sparta gave the best hugs! He'd push his chest close to mine and couldn't get any closer, wrapping his neck and huge head around me. All 130 lbs of him was space intrusive. If I needed a cry, cuddle or a hug no dog did it better.
Life goes on and then we noticed a couple years ago some odd behavior. Sparta would be outside in his run which is probably 2 acres and when John or I would walk back to the house from the barn, Sparta would do his stranger bark like he didn't recognize us. The first time I thought was just a one-off and weird but then it happened again. He started the same behavior when we'd get out of our vehicles like he didn't know the vehicles were ours. Even when we spoke to him he would take a long minute for his body posture to soften. I thought maybe his vision was going bad but why didn't his other senses recognize it was us or our voices or our scent..... Sparta vetted completely clean, not one issue. This happened on and off for a couple years.
Sparta has always been with another dog and has never been a single for long. Five years ago we lost Barney, a Great Dane St Bernard mix to an aneurysm and Sparta took it very hard with alot of nervous energy. Fast forward and we brought home Walker a pure Great Dane. We lost Walker last year due to him eating a stick that ruptured his intestines killing him quickly. Here is where Sparta really started falling apart.
He would become super anxious, never aggressive. I would also catch him almost daily sitting up staring at a wall like he was in a trance. He would do this for hours and it took me saying his name loudly for him to snap out of it. The lights were on but nobody was home. He also would have bowel movements while in motion. He knew he was pooping but made no effort to stop. This wasn't him being sick like diarrhea or something. He was perfect as a puppy for potty training and had never gone in the house until now. He'd do it while running across the yard like he had no idea that that's not how it done.
All of these behaviors were mental not physical sickness if that makes sense. When I was engaged with him he was right on point but when I stopped it's like his brain slipped into neutral. Again he's physically healthy so now we were looking at dementia. There is more to it but that really fit what we were experiencing with him. Dementia is what we were seeing a couple years ago when he didn't seem to recognize us. Also he seemed to not process the basic commands I know he was very good at.
So here is where everything changed. John built the new puppy his very own outdoor area completely enclosed and safe where he could see everything around him but he'd be safe. This was for potty training. Enos decided he wouldn't poop in there so we'd let him out with Sparta and he'd sniff around and do a poop in Spartas run. The puppy was never left out there more than enough time to potty and Sparta wasn't aggressive with him. And no, I don't allow the puppy to bite or harass Sparta either.
Sparta and Enos were doing their thing out there and I stepped back into the house for a hot minute and all hell broke loose. We have cameras at all angels out there and when I tell you they were far away from each other and this was unprovoked by the puppy. Sparta went after the puppy and was trying to end him! I'm screaming and Sparta wasn't responding.
ENOS IS OK, HE'S GOOD, thank God. I got Enos back in the house, looked him over and other than a bump and a swollen eye he was fine, scared ofcourse but fine. Sparta on the other hand was not. All of a sudden I didn't know my dog. He just fucking snapped. I called John home from work which I've never done in 15 yrs. I was shaking so bad I thought I was gonna pass out. I made sure Sparta was contained and he couldn't access any other animals.
After I calmed down we had a serious conversation about options with him. The vet has spoke about the whole dementia thing and there was conversation about a brain tumor possible causing this explosive aggression. We talked about MRIs, CT scans, medication and isolation. None of which was an option. I couldn't fathom drugging my boy and isolating him. I had to think about the nightmare of him getting ahold of a person if this happened again or the kittens or the mini goats and I just can't....... John reviewed the security footage and it was horrible. Unprovoked in any way. I knew almost immediately I could never ever trust him again and what quality of life would he have kept behind doors or kept outside and hope he wouldn't jump the fence. From my soul I'm devastated. He was my boy, my heart, my buddy. The trip to the vet this morning was devastating but the silence in the truck on the way home and looking in my rear view mirror and he wasn't there was crushing. Thank you Guardians for your love and kind words of support. R.I.H. Sparta, mommy loves you so very much and I'm so sorry you got sick. I'll see you again sweet boy

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2024.05.07 02:54 adorabletapeworm Orion Pest Control: Dog Days

Previous case.
What should have been a normal bug infestation turned into one of the most bizarre atypical cases I'd ever seen.
(If you're not familiar with what Orion Pest Control's services are, it may help to start here.)
The client called with complaints of encountering centipedes frequently in his home. While a lot of people find centipedes creepy, they're generally harmless. First thing we had to do was an inspection. Find out how the centipedes were getting in. See if there is something such as a water leak that could be causing excessive moisture in the client's home. Centipedes love dark, damp places, which is why you'll often find them in basements, shower drains, and crawlspaces. Once we had a chance to scope out the situation, we could develop a treatment plan from there.
Armed with insecticides, Reyna and I arrived to combat the invasion. The first thing I noticed when the client answered the door was that he looked sickly. He apologized, saying that he had food poisoning, so he was going to keep his distance from us.
“Where have you been finding the centipedes the most?” I questioned.
“Bedroom.” He said as he weakly settled down onto the couch. “That's why I'm camped out here. Those things freak me out.”
“How about the basement? Bathrooms?”
He shook his head. I thought that the location of the infestation was somewhat unusual, but otherwise I didn't think much of it.
We inspected the bedroom, starting under the bed. Sure enough, I found two common house centipedes squirming under a pile of old yearbooks. They got a lovely dose of insecticide. During the inspection, I noticed the windows didn’t have the best seal. That was probably how they were getting in.
The client began to cough from the other room, which turned into wretching.
That doesn't sound good. When I approached him to see if he was alright, he doubled over his garbage can. Instead of vomit, the long, leggy body of a centipede wriggled out of his mouth. He suddenly clutched his nose, wailing as he pulled another squirming bug from his right nostril. It took all of my willpower not to flinch at the sight.
The centipedes weren't coming from outside, after all.
As I rushed to his side, Reyna told me then that she knew what this was. Good. That was why we hired her. I told her to get whatever she needed while I watched over the client.
Before she hurried off with the company truck, she paused to say, “If you can, look for a white centipede. Trap it, but don't kill it.”
Naturally, the client was inconsolable. I think anyone would be, in his situation.
“Why is this happening to me?” He whimpered.
I tried to be comforting, “My coworker is knowledgeable when it comes to human infestations, so once she comes back, we'll take care of it, alright?”
“I'll try anything! I can…” The client shuddered, his hands clutching at his gut. “I can feel them crawling in my stomach! Their legs-”
I rubbed his back as he bent over the garbage can again. Jesus. I hoped that Reyna could help him, and soon.
Once he was done, he trembled as he watched the centipedes writhe at the bottom of his trash can. I asked him if he’d be okay if I left him for a second. He nodded. While he sobbed on the couch, I doused the bugs that he’d thrown up with a hefty dose of insecticide, then the hunt for the white centipede was on. At first, I tried not to tear the bedroom apart too much, but then I figured that the client would rather have to do some cleaning than have more bugs crawling around his insides.
It wasn't under the bed. Or under the dresser. The closet? Three regular, brown centipedes scurried away as I swung the door open. I stomped on one, but lost track of the other. I'd get it later. I moved some boxes of old comics that he had on the floor around. Not there. Possibly somewhere else in the house.
I went to the kitchen next. Nothing under the counters besides some sizable dust bunnies.
While I was there, the client asked for a glass of water, telling me that he had cups in the cabinet by the sink. That's where I found the white centipede.
It reared up on its hind legs, staring at me as its long body swayed from side to side. Something stringy was tied around one of its segments in a small bow. Hair? I quickly seized a glass and placed it over the white centipede to trap it. It kept looking at me. When I glanced between the client and the hair wrapped around the white centipede, I saw that the color and texture of the hair matched his.
Reyna burst through the door with a plastic bag on her arm. I don't know what I expected her to pull out, but it wasn't fruit and extra virgin olive oil. I didn't recognize the fruit, even after she started hurriedly chopping it; it looked like some sort of cross between a lime and an orange.
Seeing my expression, she muttered, “I know this probably looks ridiculous, but just… trust me, okay?”
I nodded slowly. I then informed her that I'd caught the white centipede.
She seemed relieved. “Okay, perfect. Can you put some of this oil on the stove for me on like… medium heat?”
Despite my confusion, I did as she asked. After she was done cutting, she slid the slices of mystery fruit into the oiled pan with a loud sizzle. What was interesting was that during this process, the white centipede had become frantic in its glass prison. It ran in circles, its legs clinking against the cup, desperate for an escape.
After the fruit-oil mixture became a jelly-like goop, Reyna poured most of it into a mug, announcing that once it cooled off, it would be ready.
When presented with the mixture, the client drank it without question. I think he was so desperate for some sort of relief that he'd truly meant it when he'd said that he was willing to try anything.
As he sipped at it, Reyna motioned for me to follow her back into the kitchen.
“Next, we need to submerge the centipede.” She explained. “That'll redirect the curse onto the person that originally cast it.”
“Alright, sounds good.” I replied, using a plate to keep the white centipede trapped within its glass prison as I picked it up. “You've seen this before, I take it?”
She nodded. “Yeah, but normally, it's beetles instead of centipedes. The calamansi mixture I gave him will keep the nasty little shits from eating our client from the inside out.”
I swear, the white centipede screamed as we poured the calamansi stuff over it. Centipedes aren't normally capable of vocalizing. It twitched as its legs got stuck in the goopy fruit mixture. Its struggles eventually died down, becoming slower and slower until the white centipede finally went still.
After confirming that the white centipede was dead, we checked on the client. He looked relieved to report that he couldn't feel anything squirming in his stomach anymore.
Reyna gently informed the client that the curse was brought about by jealousy. There was someone out there that envied him enough to want him dead, and in a gruesome manner, at that. If we had gotten to him a day later, the centipedes would've tunneled their way out of his body from every orifice. Lovely, right?
“The calamansi mixture acts as a ‘return to sender.’” She explained. “The person who did this to you will experience everything that you just went through until they put a stop to the curse. In the meantime, be careful. I'll return later with a charm that should help protect you.”
While Victor and I are well-versed in infestations affecting homes and business, we still have a lot to learn about atypical parasites such as the one that this client dealt with. That's where Reyna comes in. I'm not entirely sure what the best word to describe her title is, since she resents the term ‘spiritual healer' and others like it due to their associations with quack medicine.
In summary, at Orion, we’ve all been learning from each other.
Speaking of Victor, on the drive back to the office, Reyna and I discussed the changes we'd noticed in him. Neither of us have seen him eat anything since he showed up looking like hell.
“My vote's still for vampire.” She said. “Just a different flavor of vampire than the ones my lola told me about to scare me into going to bed on time. Jokes on her though: her stories made me afraid of the dark, so I didn't sleep anyway!”
I wasn't convinced. Victor had witnessed me managing to cut myself with a tape dispenser the other day and had no reaction to the blood beyond cracking wise at me.
He was in his office when we returned, looking like he wanted to strangle whoever he was on the phone with. That wasn't uncommon. The boss isn't the best with people, which is why I end up handling most of the customer service duties.
After Victor hung up, he informed us that it was the department of wildlife. I guess the worms were going around the local deer population, so they wanted us to keep an eye out and let them know if we notice any other species of animals showing symptoms. That made my stomach drop. That was the absolute last thing I wanted to hear.
After that wonderful news, Reyna went to take her lunch break, leaving Victor and I alone.
Before speaking, he gave me a pointed stare, “Listen. Nessa, I get you're concerned about me, but you need to back off.”
That took me aback, but before I could respond, he continued, “I don't want to see you following me anywhere, alright? Just stick to doing your job.”
Following him? Oh. Oh.
“I understand.” I muttered.
There had to be a reason why he couldn't talk to me outright. Something was up. His message was clear: he wanted me to follow him, but make sure that I wasn't seen, even by him.
After the office closed, I left first, pulling my car behind a dilapidated barn spray painted with ‘JESUS SAVES! REPENT!’ It was just down the road from where he lived, close enough to his apartment that I could see him pull in, but far enough away that my little G6 wouldn't be noticeable. Sure enough, fifteen minutes later, his battered truck passed by.
I couldn't help but feel creepy, like I was doing something wrong. I was stalking him, after all. But was it really stalking if the person asked you to do it? For about twenty minutes after he went inside, nothing happened. I wasn't entirely sure what I was supposed to be looking for. Maybe I'd already missed something important.
His front door opened. Victor exited, circling around to enter the forest surrounding his apartment.
Quickly, I drove over, abandoned my car in visitor's parking, and followed him past the treeline, hoping that I didn't lose him. I made sure to bring my toolbelt with me. Like hell was I going into this unprepared.
Unfortunately, I had arrived somewhat late. He wasn't in sight. Shit. Hold on. I examined the forest floor, finding fresh boot prints in the dirt, damp from the rain earlier that day. I followed them deeper into the woods, doing my best to stay silent as I avoided fallen branches as best as I could.
As I went deeper and deeper into the woods, I heard whispering. It was incredibly faint, almost imperceptible. It would have been easy to dismiss as nothing more than the rustling of leaves. I was pretty sure that it wasn't Victor's voice. I looked around, trying to find the source of it, but from what I could see, I was alone.
Cautiously, I continued following Victor's boot prints, hand poised over my container of salt. I knew better than to brush something like that off as my imagination or ‘just the wind.’
The whispers suddenly became more urgent, louder, yet I still couldn't make out what they were saying. It might've been a man's voice. They were coming from the right, veering away from the boss’ tracks.
When I tried to focus on what was being said, I suddenly found myself off of the path. How did I get here? I glanced around, seeing my own footprints behind me. I didn't remember walking this way.
Something out there was messing with my head.
I got my bearings and went back the way I came. The whispers were at my back. Stomach in a knot, I ignored them. I found Victor's trail again.
The whispers were suddenly close. Very close, as if the speaker was right next to me. It took most of my concentration to shut out what they were saying. I clenched my jaw, trying to give myself something else to focus on. It was becoming harder and harder to follow Victor, but I couldn't let myself get led astray again. I didn't want to know where the whispers would take me if I focused on them for too long.
There was a clearing up ahead. The whispers were aggressive, now, my right ear ringing. My mind felt fuzzy, as if filled with TV static. But I still didn't listen to them, using every once of will left to reach the clearing. I even went so far as to plug my ears with my fingers.
All at once, the whispering stopped.
I glanced around the clearing, too afraid to uncover my ears. One of the trees caught my eye. Warily, I got closer. Encased within the bark was a human skull. The trunk had grown around the cranium so that the gaping mouth and eye sockets were the only things visible.
Another tree nearby. The roots twisted around a set of rib bones. The trunk was smaller than the one next to it, as the tree was younger. It grew from the broken jaws of another person’s skull. I also couldn't help but notice that the bones weren't as eroded as the ones I found stuck in the other tree.
I'm not supposed to be here.
A voice made me jump, “What brings you out here, stranger?”
I whirled around, seeing that the mechanic lounged in a folding chair, gently strumming a banjo. The face of the instrument was adorned with black dragonflies flitting about, the wooden neck accented with swirls of gold. I'd bet money that it was hand painted. He looked as if he'd been there for hours, but he definitely was not there before.
My heart raced as the phone call with that kid from three years ago played on a loop in my mind. The blood soaked petals of the hawthorn tree.
I swallowed nervously, trying to keep a tremble from my voice, making sure to avoid his eyes, “I'm looking for someone.”
The mechanic smiled, “Fancy that! I'm lookin’ for someone, too.”
“I'm following a trail. I don't want it to go cold, so if you please would excuse me-”
He cheerily ignored me, “You wouldn't happen to be lookin’ for ol’ blue eyes, wouldya?”
Fuck. What did the mechanic want with Victor?
Something crucial that yinz need to know if you ever encounter the Neighbors is to never lie to them. They will know it. You can, however, conceal the truth, as long as you're clever about it.
“I'm seeking answers.” I said vaguely.
The mechanic continued his soft tune as he gave me a mysterious look, “You think following that trail will get you to him? It ends right in front of you.”
My heart sank as I saw that he was right.
The mechanic then said, “You wanna find him, you're gonna need some help.”
Another thing about the Neighbors is that they take debts seriously. I'd compared them to the Mafia once before, and it's not an exaggeration. An unfulfilled deal with a Neighbor would make cement shoes seem like a peaceful way to go.
I tried to be polite, “I appreciate the offer, but I'm afraid that I must decline.”
The mechanic chuckled, the sound chilling me to the marrow. “Nah, you're getting my help, whether you like it or not. You can either accept it graciously, or… well. Either way, you will be finding him for me. Simple as.”
I swallowed again, mind racing to try to find a way out of this. I couldn't decide which option terrified me more: being indebted to the mechanic or angering him.
I made sure not to meet his gaze as he watched me deliberate. The song he played was different than the one I'd heard over the phone years ago. The tune he played now was calming, like a lullaby.
I regret the answer that I gave him, but at the time, I'd thought it was reasonable. I was stupid. Please learn from my mistakes. “Your offer is gracious and appreciated, but I must respectfully refuse. I'm afraid that the cost-”
The mechanic sighed, sounding frustrated, “Anyone ever tell you it's rude not to look people in the eyes when you speak to ‘em?”
Shit. I fucked up. I fucked up! I backpeddled, “I meant no offense-”
The peaceful melody stopped as he gave the strings of the instrument one quick strum. It felt like someone took a sledgehammer to both of my kneecaps at once. Pitching forward, I gasped for air, unable to cry out. Another strum. My fingers clenched into fists involuntarily. There was a sharp sensation under my fingernails as if they were being pried off. Still, I couldn't find the breath to scream. From the fog of agony, I heard another flick of the banjo's strings. With it, my spine twisted and my vision went dark.
I'd thought that was it. That he'd broken my bones with nothing but a swipe of his fingers and left me for dead. I was wrong.
When my eyes opened, I was still in the forest. The mechanic had stayed in his chair, arms bent behind his head, eyes closed as he basked in the golden glow of the setting sun. He'd propped the banjo against his chair. I now feared that instrument more than any weapon made by man.
My fingernails lied on the ground in front of me, a brown liquid covering them. Blood. Why did my blood look like that? What at first looked like pale, shiny stones turned out to be teeth upon closer examination. Everything looked… strange now. Muted, as if most of the color had drained from the world.
Numbly, I noticed that there was something taking up the bottom of my vision. Long and white, tipped with black. No… no way. I tilted my head, looking down to see white paws instead of hands. I opened my mouth to swear, but all that came out was a high-pitched yelp.
The mechanic opened his eyes, grinning at me as he taunted, “You just had to be stubborn.”
I slowly stood, disoriented over how small I felt. The forest was now entirely too loud. The cacophony of smells overwhelmed me. I tried to speak, but all that came out was a bark.
The mechanic sat up, deceptively boyish grin still in place, “You know, I respect you, puppydog. Know why? All your bones broke as your body remolded itself, your flesh stretched out like fuckin’ silly putty, and all your little teeth and nails got yanked out. But through all that, you didn't scream. Not even once.”
I couldn't do anything but watch him, my whole body shaking from fear and the ache I felt in every cell of my being that came from my forced transformation. It hadn't been bravery that had kept me from crying out.
He leaned forward, clasping his hands together, “So here's the deal: you find ol’ blue eyes for me, and you'll be back on two legs again. But if you take too long, you’ll begin to forget that you were ever human to begin with. You understandin’ me, puppydog?”
The mechanic picked up his instrument again. Frozen, I resisted the urge to flinch as his fingers grazed the strings. My ears were so sensitive now that I could hear every groove of his fingerprints as they softly touched the instrument. Not bothering to look up at me, he said, “You’ve got until tomorrow's sunrise. You might wanna get a wiggle on.”
I wanted to run, fast and far, but I couldn't. It took everything that I had not to devolve into utter panic. I had to find Victor. The mechanic had said he was going to help me, whether I liked it or not. How the hell was turning me into a dog helpful?
Okay. I had to think. Stop being afraid and think. I closed my eyes, trying not to stare at my snout anymore. I inhaled deeply, the scents of fresh leaves and wet dirt heavy in my nose. And something else.
Opening my eyes, I followed the scent. Victor's bootprints. Why did I smell death on him? The rotting, pungent smell of carrion was faint, but enough that I could follow it.
I padded forward, allowing my nose to guide me. God, I was so small. Or maybe the world just felt so much bigger.
The scent trail lead me past a pond. Even though my mind felt like it was about to break, I was morbidly curious about what I looked like. When I stared at my reflection, a white, floppy-eared pitbull stared back at me. Little black spots like freckles speckled my face. As stupid as it sounds, one of my first thoughts was, ‘At least he didn't turn me into some yappy little ankle biter.’
I shuddered as the dog in the pond and I retreated from each other. When I felt that hopeless feeling creeping up again, I reminded myself that I had plenty of time to find the boss. I would be human again. With another deep breath through my nose, I kept following the smell of decay.
The creaks of branches sounded like the earth shattering. The songs of birds were tinny and sharp, making a whimper rise from my throat. From far off, something’s teeth ground together nauseatingly as it chewed. God, how do dogs not go insane hearing so much all the time?
I tried to simply focus on following the trail. A woodpecker sounded like a jackhammer, making me jump. Every sound put me on edge. It all seemed so close, as if I were surrounded, caged by the trees around me.
Even though the sun went all the way down, I could still navigate through the trees pretty well. The scent was starting to get stronger. I hoped that meant that I was getting closer.
The trail led me to a shed in the middle of a field. From where I stood at the edge of the woods, I could smell blood yet again. It looked like a butcher's shed. Why would Victor be here?
I approached the shed, ears pricked for any indication of what I would find inside. The shed was completely silent. Steeling myself, I stalked towards the entrance, finding that the door was cracked open. I nudged it open, seeing Victor bent over a counter, a partially processed deer in front of him. It looked like chunks had been taken out of its torso. A knife sat near to him and a pair of discarded rubber gloves.
With how good my hearing was, I should've heard his heartbeat. Why didn't I?
He turned his head when the door creaked open. Ordinarily, we were at the same eye level. It felt strange having to look up at him.
It was even stranger to have him coo at me, “Oh, hey there, puppy!”
I didn't realize his voice could go that high. Oh God, that was far too weird. A drawn out whine exited my mouth: it was the only way to express how weirded out I was.
“What's wrong?” The boss asked, crouching down, hand outstretched. “It's okay. I'm nice.”
Great. I'd found him, but how was I going to get him to know who I really was? I tapped my nose against his palm, then circled towards the door, staring at him, willing him to follow me. I whined again, trying to look pathetic. It wasn't hard. I certainly felt it.
The boss rose back up, approaching me like he was afraid to startle me. I padded out the door, turning back to see if he followed. I may not have been able to speak, but I still knew how to write. I used the claws of my right paw to dig at the dirt, making an ‘H.’ The floor creaked as he left the shed to see what I was doing. I kept pawing at the dirt until I spelled out, ‘HELP.’
His brows furrowed, glancing between me and the message. I whined again, head down, wishing that I could cry. Victor's hand delicately went under my jaw, gently urging me to look up at him. He examined my face intently, searching for something.
He must have found it. His eyes widened as he breathed, “Nessa?”
I whimpered again, trembling as he held my chin. Victor's other hand stroked my head, trying to comfort me.
“What did this?” He asked.
I raised my head, leading him back towards the mechanic's clearing. The journey back felt like an eternity. Victor was silent, his expression grave for the duration of the hike. The smell of blood, meat, and rot lingered with him.
What had he been doing in that shed?
The mechanic had started a fire and acquired a case of beer, at some point. The fucker was roasting a marshmallow when we arrived. It caught on fire.
“People say I'm weird for liking my marshmallows burnt.” He commented before he blew it out. “Not sure why. It's the best way to do it!”
Victor ignored him, “You wanted me, you got me. Now will you please change her back?”
The mechanic twirled the stick between his fingers, the firelight making his smile look sinister, “I'll get to that.”
How much time did I have before sunrise? It was hard to tell with the way my vision had changed. It still looked pretty dark, but that didn't stop me from becoming even more nervous than I already was. What if he just stalled until sunrise, even though I'd done what I was supposed to? Could he do that?
I glanced up at Victor, the terror probably apparent in my eyes. He was smart enough not to push it, though I could tell he wanted to, most likely thinking the same thing as I was.
“Why did you want me?” Victor asked, the tightness in his eyes the only evidence I could see of his growing rage.
The mechanic didn't seem bothered by it, trapping his burnt marshmallow between a pair of graham crackers and a sliver of chocolate. “Do you know who I am, blue eyes?”
“I have my suspicions.” Victor all but growled.
“Then you know very well why I brought you here and what your options are.”
Victor didn't say anything for a moment, looking even more pale in the flickers of the flames in front of him as he watched the mechanic devour his burnt s'more. The boss’ heart still wasn't beating.
I began to wonder how long Victor had been dead. And with that, how long I'd been a complete idiot and not known.
Victor eventually said, “Please, turn my colleague back into a person. I'll make my choice then.”
The mechanic laughed, shaking his head, “You got some nerve, boy!”
I pawed at Victor's leg. I wished I could tell him not to push his luck with the mechanic, like I had.
The mechanic then said, “We’ve had a good working relationship over the years, what with the truck and whatnot. I’m giving you a choice outta the kindness of my heart. Normally, I just take the ones I want without a second thought. But you've been a valued customer over the years. Figure this was the least I could do.”
Victor's icy gaze didn't thaw any, but I could tell that beneath the fury, he was afraid. I didn't know what his choices were, but I'm sure that it was a similar ‘damned if you do, damned if you don't’ deal to what I got.
Victor swallowed before taking a deep breath in. He finally answered, “If I agree, what happens?”
The mechanic took a swig from his beer bottle, then replied “You just keep on managing Orion, same as usual. All that's gonna happen is that you'll have some extra calls from time to time. Calls that only you will answer. You will have no longer than two days to complete each one. And you will not be able to refuse anything assigned to you.”
I had a feeling that the mechanic wasn't referring to some hornet nests. What would a Neighbor consider a pest? With a chill, I came up with the answer myself: us. Humans. They were here before us. We cut down their forests. Poison their water.
For Victor's sake, and for the sakes of nameless others, I hoped that I was wrong. I’d taken lives in Afghanistan and I regret every single one. They still haunt my nightmares to this day, no matter how long it's been since I was discharged. I think they'll always be there.
I caught Victor eyeballing the trees nearby. Another skull leered at us from the truck, the firelight making it look like it was trying to speak.
Seemingly transfixed by the skeleton, Victor eventually let out a shuddering breath before saying, “I’ll do it.”
The mechanic smirked at him, “Good choice, blue eyes.”
When he reached for the banjo, it took everything I had not to cower from it.
The mechanic smiled at me, “Since you did such a good job, I’ll be a bit nicer.”
The melody he played was hypnotic, slow, enchanting. I blinked as my head suddenly felt… cloudy, is the best word I could think of for it. Pleasantly cloudy. And I was tired. So tired. It became harder and harder to keep my eyes open. The grass felt softer than any mattress I'd ever laid upon. I curled up in it, the fresh smell of it relaxing me even further as I let my eyes drift closed.
Then I woke up in my bed, groggy. Why was I awake? I wanted to keep sleeping. I reached up to rub my eyes. A hand. I was me again. I was sore all over, as if I'd done a hundred crunches on hardwood floor. As embarrassing as it is to admit, I bawled like a fucking baby.
I'm taking the next few days off to recover. The boss was the one to suggest it. I need it. He apologized for leading me there. He hadn't anticipated the mechanic finding me. I didn't blame him. It wasn't his fault.
I encourage all of you to learn from my mistakes. If a Neighbor gives you an offer you can't refuse, take the choice that gets you out as unscathed as possible. I got off lightly. Don't mess around with them. Be smart. Be careful.
Update: Victor has been officially diagnosed.

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2024.05.07 01:57 AccountOfFleshAvatar My Strange Experience as a Teen

Writing on a mobile so I apologize for any format/spelling errors. I swear on any and all gods, my mother and all grandmother's, whatever anyone would have me swear on, that this story is true.
This strange experience I had as a 16 year old has stayed in the back of my head as the single most terrifying and straight up weird things I've ever had happen in my life, and I've smoked DMT multiple times. So at the time I had a friend I'll call James. James was a pretty odd person, but I had a lot in common with him and we were both interested in the big questions of life, the universe, and everything. I say odd because he would sometimes claim to manifest the ancient god Helios and other "out there" kind of claims. So when he told me "just letting you know this place gets weird at night around 2-4 a.m." and gave me a look when I was going to spend the night, I took it with a grain of salt. It's important to note two things, his mom and stepdad had two dogs, a bigger one and a smaller one (think pitbull and wiener dog sizes). They also lived in a trailer that was laid out as follows: James's room at one end, then a bathroom, then living room, then kitchen, then his sisters and parents room. We were sleeping in the living room, so there is no one in his room or the hallway and bathroom. That side of the trailer is empty. So we spend the night as teenage guys usually do, eating snacks, playing some video games, smoking a little pot (literally a single bowl pack around 10 p.m.), and just "hanging out". We do this until it's late, and decide to head to bed around 1:50. There is a large L shaped couch in the living room and I take the side that's against the wall the bathroom is behind. So we get our pillows and blankets situated, turn the lights off, and get to trying to fall asleep. "Try" because a few minutes into attempting to doze off and I hear an odd noise. I think this might be from James's gaming chair so I ask him to stop. "I thought that was you". Suddenly it stopped. Not five seconds later we hear his bedroom door slowly creaking open. It almost seemed comically drawn out. Then the footsteps. It was as if something with the weight of ten men was walking down that hall. We would hear a "thump", then the sound of the wood as if groaning under tremendous pressure. They were heavy. During the first few steps the two dogs started making noise, the bigger one (who was in a cage) started growing low and the smaller one followed suit in a higher pitch and was moving around, it was too dark to see but I could hear him. Out of no where I start hearing a third dog. At first I start second guessing things, was this a prank? Was he just fucking with me? So I asked him "Uh, how many dogs do you have?". His voice coming back was shakey, and I immediately knew this wasn't a prank, he was scared. "Just the two man, I told you." I told you. His words echoed in my head. Not really dude, you said "weird" not "strange sounds, footsteps coming towards me, and ghost dogs"? But it was hard to speak at the moment because the footsteps were getting closer. I'm not really ashamed to say that I put my head under the covers like a scared child hiding from imaginary monsters, because this was a real thing. The footsteps passed by me and seemed to go into the kitchen and stop, although the "ghost dog" was still making noise. The next thing that happened was just straight up fucking bizarre. At this point we were both hiding under the covers, me just kind of silently mouthing "what the fuck" over and over again in disbelief. Then we started hearing from the kitchen what I can only describe as hail on sheet metal. It started with just one. Then two. Three. Four. Nine. Twenty. Fifty. A torrent of what sounded like hail. I peek outside of my blanket at the closest window. I can see the moon, clear skies. No rain. What the fuck. Then it stopped. At this point I just basically said "I'm not doing this anymore" and just shut my eyes and tried to get to sleep, despite the poltergeist or whatever making a racket. Somehow I managed to fall asleep, but kept getting woken up by what felt like a small puppy running up my leg and over my chest throughout the night. Needless to say I didn't sleep the greatest that night. I asked him the next day "what the hell was that" and what he said is about the same thing I say now "I don't fucking know". It happened, that's all I'm sure of. Me and James aren't friends anymore due to some things that could be described as to do with moral beliefs and perceptions of loyalty. He also got into hard drugs and last I heard of him was he got his legs messed up by a crackhead with a machete in Oregon. I've never had an experience quite like that before, and wouldn't want one, but it did kick off my journey into the occult, paranormal, esoteric, and mysterious.

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2024.05.05 14:05 Fingerhut89 First dog recommendation - Couple in London

Hello. My husband and I are looking to get our first dog. We are mid 30s and 40. In stable jobs and confident we can afford a dog. No kids and live in a block of flats in London.
We have been doing research and discussing getting a dog for the last year or so but where we always struggle is the breed. There are just so many.
Would love to get recommendations so we can do some additional research into how much that specific bread will cost us and how to take care of it.
Thank you :)

1) Will this be your first dog? If not, what experience do you have owning/training dogs? * Yes. I grew up with dogs but I wasn't their main caretaker. My husband has never had any dogs. We don't have any formal experience training dogs. 2) Do you have a preference for rescuing a dog vs. going through a [reputable breeder]( http://ownresponsibly.blogspot.com/2011/07/identifying-reputable-breeder.html)? * Preferably a breeder. We have actually been looking into rescue centers where we live but most of the dogs have a lot of behaviours issues and we are not sure we have the experience to handle that. 3) Describe your ideal dog. *We would like a calm dog that likes to cuddle and go for walks with us. Ideally a dog that is happy to be in a small space (we live in a flat with a small terrace) and that it's also ok to be on its own. 4) What breeds or types of dogs are you interested in and why? * We are not into any specific breed but we are looking for a small-medium dog. My husband loves Jack Russell's because his brother's got one and she's the chillest dog ever. I like cockapoos because I walk my neighbour's and she's also super docile and calm. 5) What sorts of things would you like to train your dog to do? * Just basic obedience and maybe some tricks but nothing too complex. 6) Do you want to compete with your dog in a sport (e.g. agility, obedience, rally) or use your dog for a form of work (e.g. hunting, herding, livestock guarding)? If so, how much experience do you have with this work/sport? * No **Care Commitments** 7) How long do you want to devote to training, playing with, or otherwise interacting with your dog each day? * I WFH most of the time and I can also take the dog to my office if needed. Between my husband and I, we can commit fully between 2-3 hours per day. We are also ok paying a dog walker if needed for days when we have work commitments. We will probably look into some professional dog school or training over the weekends because we want a really well-behaved dog. 8) How long can you exercise your dog each day, on average? What sorts of exercise are you planning to give your dog regularly and does that include using a dog park? * 2 hours. Probably walking, maybe a light jog. We don't have any dog parks close by. 9) How much regular brushing are you willing to do? Are you open to trimming hair, cleaning ears, or doing other grooming at home? If not, would you be willing to pay a professional to do it regularly? * We are willing to do some basic at home but most likely we will pay someone. **Personal Preferences** 10) What size dog are you looking for? *Probably small. We are not fan of miniature breeds but not against them if they are the right dog for us. Large breeds are definitely a no. 11) How much shedding, barking, and slobber can you handle? * Minimal for all of these. My husband works in a corporate environment so avoiding hair in clothes is important. We live in a block of flats so loud barking won't be appreciated. And slobber we would like to avoid. 12) How important is being able to let your dog off-leash in an unfenced area? * We have no preference for this. But if someone from the UK can give us some guidance on how this works here it would be appreciated. I see dogs off leash in a lot of places. **Dog Personality and Behavior** 13) Do you want a snuggly dog or one that prefers some personal space? * Snuggly dog. We would love to spend time in the sofa chilling with a dog. 14) Would you prefer a dog that wants to do its own thing or one that’s more eager-to-please? * Somewhere in the middle. We would like a dog that is happy to be on its own some of the time. 15) How would you prefer your dog to respond to someone knocking on the door or entering your yard? How would you prefer your dog to greet strangers or visitors? * We would like little to no reaction from the dog. A bit of barking is ok but once again, we live in a block of flats in the ground floor and people is always passing by so we don't want a dog that reacts every time 16) Are you willing to manage a dog that is aggressive to other dogs? * Preferably no. I think this would give us a bit of anxiety. 17) Are there any other behaviors you can’t deal with or want to avoid? * A dog that is too active, aggressive or struggle being on its own. I don't think we have the experience to manage something like that. **Lifestyle** 18) How often and how long will the dog be left alone? * Maybe 3 days per week, with some 6-7 hours. This can vary. I WFH most of the time but there might be weeks when I have to go out a lot. My husband is always in the office. We will also be out some weekends and would like for the dog to be ok to be on its own. We have a small terrace (fenced, no risk of the dog escaping) and are planning to put a dog's door so it can go out while we are out. 19) What are the dog-related preferences of other people in the house and what will be their involvement in caring for the dog? * We have the same preferences. We have been discussing this for the last year or so. 20) Do you have other pets or are you planning on having other pets? What breed or type of animal are they? * No other pets and we are not planning on getting any. 21) Will the dog be interacting with children regularly? * No. 22) Do you rent or plan to rent in the future? If applicable, what breed or weight restrictions are on your current lease? * No. We own our flat. 23) What city or country do you live in and are you aware of any laws banning certain breeds? * London, UK. There are bans in place for some breeds like the XL bully or Pitbull terrier but we are not interested in any of those dogs anyway. 24) What is the average temperature of a typical summer and winter day where you live? * Summer is probably around 21-23c (69f) Winter around 7-10c (44f) **Additional Information and Questions** 25) Please provide any additional information you feel may be relevant. * If anyone lives in the UK and can give us some guidance on things we should be aware of, that would be appreciated. We are not British so besides the legal aspect of owning a dog, we would like to know the little nuances we might not get straight away.

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2024.04.30 18:16 RoosterInTheBoxx2002 I’m ready to be born again change my entire life and become God‘s child

I am 21 years old. I will be 22 in late May. I don’t know how to start at all, but I do not want to drag it on forever please please bear with me. I suppose most people can say they have been through a lot maybe not everyone but a lot of people. Some people born with a silver spoon a loving family. In my case that is not the case I have battled heroin addiction since I was 17 I have overdosed over 20 times. I have died and had my heart restarted too many times I have lost all of my friends. They have all passed away from getting shot and a few of them overdosing. When I was 16, I had already been to rehab twice. I spent a lot of time in a cell as a juvenile in a group home and situations like that. A lot of this is my fault actually most of it probably obviously not all of it, but I am not going to blame others for my actions and what I chose to do to myself. Small backstory how I grew up house shootings swat team raids going to drug deals with my mother at seven years old and stuff like that I don’t want to drag on I say this to say I have no idea how and I mean I have not a clue how I am still here considering the last time the lights shut off and I overdosed they left me dead on my bedroom floor walked out and called 911 so I guess they did save my life not I guess they did by calling I can’t walk a straight line anymore. My eyesight has deteriorated all my friends are deceased and I’m the last one except for two of them who I love to pieces we are just on different paths lately. I have been praying every day. I have been meditating, but I am scared to go to church, because of my eyelid, tattoos my sleeve tattoo that goes to my hand. I’m scared of how they will look at me when I step into the house of God and Jesus Christ. I’m scared that they will not accept me which might sound very trivial and I think it kind of does it will not stop me from going still. I want to get baptized really bad. I do not listen to ignorant rap music about murder drugs, jewelry, sex, and violence anymore. I am abstinent. All I have in this world left is me and my baby Rottweiler pitbull puppy. Which I got for free and I don’t know if it was a sign or a gift from God to keep me around in this very hard time. I am struggling more than anybody could comprehend just by reading this I could cry just by typing this. I think my puppy is the only reason I’m still here. I have struggled with suicide. I just wanted other peoples opinions and some advice. I just wanted you guys to talk to me. I didn’t know where else to go with this. I’m afraid people will judge me at church and they will not accept me. I’m afraid I will fail again and let Jesus down and I know if I do nobody will be here to save me this time. It’ll be lights over in the story from my life will come to an end, I just wanted other peoples advice. I am still going to go to church even if they judge me I wanna meet people like me who want to go to church not like the rest of this generation nowadays a wise person once told me that I would have to walk through hell to find heaven, and I cannot explain, how far I walked through hell i’m ready to be born again and be the man. God wants me and made me to be. Thanks a lot for listening. Have a good day.

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2024.04.30 15:46 NecessaryJaguar2331 report?

my therapist tells me i need to cut contact with my family. that im in danger. that my mom made her choice. i dont know how to cut contact and im scared it will make things worse. im the escapegoat of the family, or the dog. we are my dad's punching bag. we have gotten into fights started by him. he has strangled me, and last time he had threatened to kill me for months. I was cornered in the kitchen he was screaming behind me , my mom was drunk outside with my sister. the door was closed. he was behind me getting closeer so i search for a knife cuz ik whats gonna happen. this piece of shit backs away as i have the knife on my hand properly grabbed
"dale" i tell him which means go ahead i dare you
he looks at me walks back gets my mom i freeze when i look into his eyes because this is fucked up. im in such danger FROM MY DAD THAT I PULL A KNIFE ON HIM. IM SO SCARED im willing to for the first time stab him. But i freeze because i see the eyes of my father. the man who raised me. He disarms me and im on the floor on a lock screaming for my mom. my mom's on the door frozen. the neighbors heard us. i made sure to scream as loud as i could. i cant fight, i cant beat him, im gonna fucking die tonight yay.
i cut my foot so there's blood on the floor and thats how my ass gets arrested one last time. this time there was a sergeant, 8 cadets and two officers. by the way they walk how young they look it was obvious this was a DV training moment for them. After they ID me they were on a line on the other side of the window. i just look down and wait to leave.
i visit yesterday to give her my leftover burger. she's a sweet pitbull. so sweet. it makes me angry how my dad abuses her. i want to understand in whose fucking brain he thinks talking to me while cursing my dog admitting he wants to hit it etc etc is ok?
he doesnt know sometimes when i smile im biting my tongue hard because all i want to do is choose violence.
"entre tu y yo ya no hay problemas no metas a la perra en esto" between you and i there's no probelms so dont put. the dog between us
and my thought was "quien dijo?" said who we dont have problems? my sister was next to me too she was staring at me. she knows me.
I is hunched over petting her fur baby. fur baby is scared behind me now. hoping her owner will protect her. all i see is fear and anxiety in her eyes. My dog that i had to raise because no one wanted her. My dog who has never bitten or growled at me. My dog who ik is protective when we go out and not aggresiive yet ik time is ticking and her behavior will get worse. my dog who hugs me, bops her nose, cuddles me and eases my anxiety attacks. my baby who smiles at me and is part of my soul.
my sister is having chest pains. my mom is working 12 hour shifts. financially i need my mom's help and his. im unemployed and finding a new job has been a little difficult. plus im in college full time and i want to finish my degree. i am scrapping by with my savings, my parents just alleviete and not even. idk how i've made it but i have. im also going to therapy and recovering from a lot of things that show up as me getting tired fast. im exhausted. i've been fighting for so long lmao. i didnt know i was pushing myself beyond my limits. now im just a lil kid sleeping with the lights on half the time scared hugging her plushies. lately ive had somatic flashbacks. i made peace with a lot of things and i say that relaxed my brain enough to cope with a new se o
besides my fucking record fucked up by the bastard who conceived me so i would not be able to report him (court knows the situation, but unless i speak up on record and submit an order against him nothing is official by the law yada yada my dad is a retired state trooper with a licensed fire arm my life fucking sucks )
ct u.s

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2024.04.28 05:17 Efficient-Ball7995 Putting random songs into different Danceverses

Carnivallium

Bad Feeling (Oompa Loompa) by Jagwar Twin
BOUNCE by BOYFRIEND
Breaking your heart by Apache 207
Carousel by Melanie Martinez
Chained To The Rhythm by Katy Perry ft. Skip Marley
CIRCUS by Stray Kids
Daylight by Harry Styles
Enjoy The Ride by Krewella
Fantasy by Mariah Carey
Give It To You by Jordan Knight
Jackpot by Block B
La La Love by WJSN
Lady Marmalade by Christina Aguilera, Lil' Kim, Mya, P!nk
Lock Me In by Circus Mircus
MADE IN ITALY by Rosa Chemical, Bdope
Mesmerize by Ja Rule ft. Ashanti
My Way by Usher
Smile by Katy Perry
Trampoline by SHAED
Who Knew by P!nk
XO by Beyoncé
Zimzalabim by Red Velvet

Cyberfunk

Alive by Krewella
All This Love by Robin Schulz ft. Harlœ
Around The World by Daft Punk
Be Who You Are (Real Magic) by Jon Batiste, J.I.D, NewJeans, Camilo
Bist Du Okay by Mark Forster, VIZE
Bling Bling by ALTÉGO
Blow by Ke$ha
Boom Boom Pow by Black Eyed Peas
Bulletproof by La Roux
Can't We Pretend by P!nk ft. Cash Cash
Check It Out by will.i.am, Nicki Minaj
Come Dance With Me by DJ Roc
Commander by Kelly Rowland ft. David Guetta
Cooler Than Me by Mike Posner
Cry For You by September
Different Shapes by Frequent Flyer
DNA by Craig David & Galantis
Everybody by Nicki Minaj ft. Lil Uzi Vert
Fast Forward by JEON SOMI
Five More Hours by Deorro x Chris Brown
FUTURO by Mark Matt
Get Up by Imagination Movers
Grand by Kane Brown
Green Waves (Зелёные Волны) by Zivert
GUARANTEE (SUMMER MIX) by Black Eyed Peas ft. J. Rey Soul
Higher Power by Coldplay
I Cry by Flo Rida
I Don't Wanna Wait by David Guetta & OneRepublic
I Don't Want It To Stop by Harlin James
I Remember by deadmau5 & Kaskade
Imma Be by Black Eyed Peas
In The City by Charli XCX & Sam Smith
Killer by Why So Sad, Kush Kush, Louis III
LA DI DA by EVERGLOW
Lights Off by We Are Domi
Line by Triana Park
Listen To Your Heart (Furious F. EZ Radio Edit) by DHT ft. Edmee
Love Again by Alok ft. Alida
Love At First Sight by Kylie Minogue
Love Is Gone (Fred Riester & Joachim Garraud Radio Edit Remix) by David Guetta & Chris Willis
LoveStoned / I Think She Knows by Justin Timberlake
Lyrics (Лирика) by Filatov & Karas ft. Masha
Make You The One by XO-IQ
Midnight City by M83
Miracle by Cascada
Music Sounds Better With You by Stardust
My Life by Nicki Minaj
Neon Lights by Demi Lovato
One (Your Name) by Swedish House Mafia ft. Pharrell Williams
One More Time by Daft Punk
Play by Jennifer Lopez
Play It Cool by Steve Aoki & MONSTA X
Pomegranate by deadmau5 ft. The Neptunes
Ride It by Regard
Right Now by Nick Jonas vs. Robin Schulz
Rock That Body by Black Eyed Peas
Run Away by Sunstroke Project & Olia Tra
Scandalous by Gryffin & Tinashe
Seeya by deadmau5 ft. Colleen D’Agostino
Shelter by Porter Robinson & Madeon
Shooting Stars by Bag Raiders
Slow Down by Selena Gomez
Speed by Page Kennedy
Stadium Rave by Mark Governor
Sweet Nothing by Calvin Harris ft. Florence Welch
This Girl by Kungs vs. Cookin' On 3 Burners
This Is What You Came For by Calvin Harris ft. Rihanna
Time Lapse by TheFatRat
Turn Me On by David Guetta ft. Nicki Minaj
Turn Me On by Riton x Oliver Heldens ft. Vula
U Got That by Halogen
Unity by TheFatRat
What If by Tokio Hotel
Who's That Chick by David Guetta ft. Rihanna
Worth The Risk by Sam Rivera
Zig Zag by Clarx

Dancity

"A"-You're Adorable (The Alphabet Song) by Gordon MacRae & Jo Stafford
(There's Gotta Be) More To Life by Stacie Orrico
100 Times by Jax Jones
3615 Bonheur by Soprano
Abracadabra by Wes Nelson ft. Craig David
All 4 U by Jax Jones
All For You by Janet Jackson
All Star by Smash Mouth
Alright by David Choi
Ballin' by Mustard ft. Roddy Ricch
Bellyache by Billie Eilish
Better Place by *NSYNC
Breaking Me by Topic, A7S
Can't Stay Away by Darin
Celeb by PSY
Chariot by Gavin DeGraw
Children's Story by Slick Rick
Club Can't Handle Me by Flo Rida ft. David Guetta
Crank That (Soulja Boy) by Soulja Boy
Dance The Night by Dua Lipa
Day 'N' Nite by Kid Cudi
Days Go By by Dirty Vegas
DEBT by Shalco, Tianda
Desculpa Por Eu Não Te Amar by Thiago Pantaleão
Disko by LPS
Don't Tell 'Em by Jeremih ft. YG
Downtown by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis ft. Eric Nally, Melle Mel, Kool Moe Dee & Grandmaster Caz
Electric Energy by Ariana DeRose, Boy George, Nile Rodgers
End Of Beginning by Djo
Everybody by Justice Crew
Exceptional by Babyface
Face Off by Tech N9ne ft. Joey Cool, King Iso & Dwayne Johnson
Fake It by Tauren Wells ft. Aaron Cole
Far Away by Nickelback
Find Your Love by Drake
Fireworks by Purple Disco Machine ft. Moss Kena & The Knocks
GASLIGHT by INJI
get him back! by Olivia Rodrigo
Get This Party Started by P!nk
Gigolo by Nick Cannon ft. R. Kelly
Going Big by Via The Great
Happiness by Alexis Jordan
Happy Song by Kaash Paige
Hard 2 Forget by Steps
Here by Alessia Cara
Hero by Chad Kroeger ft. Josey Scott
HUMBLE. by Kendrick Lamar
I Don't Believe You Want To Get Up And Dance (Oops, Up Side Your Head) by The Gap Band
I Live My Life by Pearls Of Ibiza
I Wrote A Song by Mae Muller
If Everyone Cared by Nickelback
I'm Every Woman by Whitney Houston
In The Morning by Jaded
International Love by Pitbull ft. Chris Brown
Intuition by Jewel
Intuition by Selena Gomez & The Scene ft. Eric Bellinger
It Is What It Is by Jenna Raine
Jump by Flo Rida ft. Nelly Furtado
JUST DANCE! by Travis Japan
Just Got Paid by Sigala, Ella Eyre, Meghan Trainor ft. French Montana
Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down
L.O.L. by Sinai Rose
Leave (Get Out) by JoJo
Let's Have A Ceili by The Wiggles
Lie To Me by Mikolas Josef
Life by Des'ree
Life by Zivert
Lighter by Nathan Dawe x KSI
Like A G6 by Far East Movement ft. The Cataracs & DEV
Like I Love You by Nico Santos, Topic
Live My Life by Far East Movement ft. Justin Bieber
Living For The City by Stevie Wonder
Looking Like This by Lyre Le Temps
Love Yourself by Billy Porter
Madrid City by Ana Mena
Maria by Justin Bieber
Marry The Night by Lady Gaga
Me And You by Maejor
MIC Drop (Steve Aoki Remix) by BTS
Middle by DJ Snake ft. Bipolar Sunshine
Mmm Yeah by Austin Mahone ft. Pitbull
Mona Lisa by Dominic Fike
Mother by Meghan Trainor
Move It by Jaded
My Happy Ending by Avril Lavigne
Need It by Migos ft. YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Never Give Up by Sia
Never Let Me Let You Go by Shawn Hook
Night Of My Life by DJ Pauly D ft. Dash
Not My Fault by Reneé Rapp, Megan Thee Stallion
Not Quite (Не Точно) by ALEKSEEV
Nothin' On You by B.o.B ft. Bruno Mars
Oh NaNa by K.A.R.D
OMG by Usher ft. will.i.am
On & On by Cartoon ft. Daniel Levi
Optimistic by Sounds Of Blackness
Party Like A Rockstar by Shop Boyz
Perfect by Justin Timberlake, Eric Andre, Daveed Diggs, Kid Cudi & Troye Sivan
Pink Friday Girls by Nicki Minaj
Pop by *NSYNC
Power Ups by RDGLDGRN
Probably (たぶん) by YOASOBI
Pub Feed by The Chats
Ride Wit Me by Nelly ft. City Spud
Ridin' by Chamillionaire ft. Krayzie Bone
Rolex by Ayo & Teo
Save Somebody by Deitrick Haddon ft. Damita Haddon
Say Hey (I Love You) by Michael Franti & Spearhead
Set Me Free by Eden Alene
Shake The Ground by Serge
Shorty (You Keep Playin" With My Mind) by Imajin ft. Keith Murray
Show Me by Kid Ink ft. Chris Brown
Silver Bells That Ring At Night by The Wiggles
Somebody by Natalie La Rose ft. Jeremih
Something New by Zendaya ft. Chris Brown
Sorry For Party Rocking by LMFAO
Standing Next To You by Jung Kook
Starlight by The Supermen Lovers ft. Mani Hoffman
SUCKER 4 GREEN by LIL TAY
Sunflower by Post Malone, Swae Lee
Tangled Up In Me by Skye Sweetnam
That's How You Write A Song by Alexander Rybak
The Boys by Nicki Minaj, Cassie
The Breaks by Kurtis Blow
The DLOW Shuffle by iAmDLOW
The Judge by Drax Project
The One That Got Away by Katy Perry
Thousand Hours by Flight
Time Of Our Lives by Pitbull, Ne-Yo
Tonight Again by Guy Sebastian
Torn by Ava Max
Trendsetter by Connor Price & Haviah Mighty
Trumpets Blow by Kierra Sheard
Turn Down For What by DJ Snake, Lil Jon
Undress Rehearsal by Timeflies
Victory Dance by DeStorm Power ft. T-Coles
Violent Thing by Ben Dolic
We Run The Night by Havana Brown ft. Pitbull
Well Hello by Kali J.
What's The Move by Jafunk, Nic Hanson & NanaBcool ft. Triple H Horns
Whip It by Nicki Minaj
Wop by J. Dash
Yeah 3x by Chris Brown
yes, and? by Ariana Grande
You Know You Like It by DJ Snake, AlunaGeorge

Eternyx

After Hours by The Weeknd
Bad by David Guetta & Showtek ft. Vassy
Beautiful Monster by Ne-Yo
Black And White by Rudy Mancuso & Poo Bear
Black Magic by Little Mix
BLACK MIRROR by ONEUS
Boyfriend by Dove Cameron
Cruel by Jax Jones
Dance, Dance by Fall Out Boy
Dani California by Red Hot Chilli Peppers
Demons by Imagine Dragons
Dolls by Bella Poarch
Emotions by Grant Knoche
Empty by Jaiden & Boyinaland
Fighter by Christina Aguilera
Fill The Void by Alli Fitz
Fragile by Tech N9ne ft. ¡MAYDAY!, Kendall Morgan & Kendrick Lamar
Galvanize by The Chemical Brothers
Ghost by Ava Max
Ghost by Ella Henderson
Going Under by Evanescence
Graveyard by Halsey
Heathens by twenty one pilots
Hide Away by SYNAPSON ft. Holly
I Don't Want It All by Kim Petras
I Wanna Be Your Ghost (異世界混合大舞踏会) by Gen Hoshino ft. Ghosts
In The Dark by DEV
Iris by Goo Goo Dolls
Joke's On You by Charlotte Lawrence
Just Wanna Rock by Lil Uzi Vert
Let It Rock by Kevin Rudolf ft. Lil Wayne
MANIAC by Stray Kids
me & ur ghost by blackbear
Mirror by Lil Wayne ft. Bruno Mars
Monster by Lady Gaga
My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Light Em Up) by Fall Out Boy
nihilist blues by Bring Me To Horizon ft. Grimes
No Angels by Justin Timberlake
Nobody by Skindred
Paint The Town Red by Doja Cat
Patience by KSI ft. YUNGBLUD & Polo G
Psycho by Dixie D'Amelio ft. Rubi Rose
Push The Feeling On (The Dub Of Doom) by Nightcrawlers
Quake by Dirty Audio & Slippy
Rampampam by Minelli
Rodeo by Lil Nas X, Nas
Sadie by Lady Heroine
She Wolf by Shakira
Sick And Tried by Mad Modishi ft. Dayon
Somebody’s Watching Me by Rockwell
Spooky Scary Skeletons by The Living Tombstone
Streets by Doja Cat
The Boom Boom Song by Imagination Movers
The Hills by The Weeknd
The Perfect Girl by Mareux
The Wolf by SIAMÉS
This Kind Of Love by The Future X
Thunder by Imagine Dragons
Unholy by Sam Smith, Kim Petras
VAMPIROS by ROSALÍA, Rauw Alejandro
Villain by Bella Poarch
W.I.T.C.H. by Devon Cole
What I Want by The Living Tombstone
Wicked Games by The Weeknd
You Own Me by The Chainsmokers
ZITTI E BUONI by Måneskin

Floworld

Centuries by Fall Out Boy
Circles by Post Malone
Conqueror by Mali Music
Crown by Camila Cabello & Grey
Fuego by Eleni Foureira
Heart Of A Warrior by Dizzee Rascal ft. Teddy Sky
INDUSTRY BABY by Lil Nas X, Jack Harlow
J CHRIST by Lil Nas X
King by Years & Years
Kings & Queens by Ava Max
Legends by Sleeping With Sirens
Pink Venom by BLACKPINK
prince of egypt by mofe.
Roses by Muharram
Royals by Lorde
Royalty by Egzod & Maestro Chives ft. Neoni
Rumors by Lizzo ft. Cardi B
Samsara by Tungevaag & Raaban ft. Emila
Trap Queen by Fetty Wap
Two Princes by Spin Doctors
Unicorn by Noa Kirel

Melosia Realms

Baby, I'm Jealous by Bebe Rexha ft. Doja Cat
Beautiful by Bazzi ft. Camila Cabello
BIBA by Marshmello x Pritam ft. Shirley Setia
Big Energy by Latto
Bom Diggy by Zack Knight x Jasmin Walia
Breathe by Jax Jones ft. Ina Wroldsen
breathin by Ariana Grande
Cinderella by The Cheetah Girls
Déjà Vu by Beyoncé ft. JAY-Z
Emotional Prism by Mikazuki BIGWAVE
Genie In A Bottle by Christina Aguilera
Good Days by SZA
Leiser by LEA
Let Go by Ark Patrol ft. Veronika Redd
Magic by Kat Graham
Mandala by KSHMR & Marnik ft. Mitika
my future by Billie Eilish
Naturally by Selena Gomez & The Scene
No Promises by Cheat Codes ft. Demi Lovato
Not Ok by Kygo, Chelsea Cutler
Outside by Rhea Raj
Queen Of Rain by Roxette
Roses by The Chainsmokers ft. ROZES
Sign by FLOW
Sweetest Pie by Megan Thee Stallion & Dua Lipa
Wild Thoughts by DJ Khaled ft. Rihanna, Bryson Tiller
Wildest Dreams (Taylor's Version) by Taylor Swift
You Broke My Heart Again by Jax Jones, Teqkoi, Aiko

Sun Horizon

1, 2, 3 by Sofia Reyes ft. Jason Derulo & De La Ghetto
BAILA by Eva Simons
Beach House by Carly Rae Jepsen
Body by Loud Luxury ft. brando
Bubbly by Colbie Caillat
Caramello by Rocco Hunt ft. Elettra Lamborghini, Lola Indigo
Chop Life by Gdzilla
Coco by Jala Brat & Buba Corelli
Crab Rave by Noisestorm
Cruel Summer (Taylor's Version) by Taylor Swift
Damn (You've Got Me Saying) by Galantis, David Guetta & MNEK
Danza Kuduro by Don Omar ft. Lucenzo
Deep In The Bottom (Of Africa) by Monique Bingham, Black Coffee
deja vu by Olivia Rodrigo
Diggy Dee by Charly Black, Sak Noel
Don't Waste My Time by Usher ft. Ella Mai
Everything About U by IM5
Feels Like Summer by Childish Gambino
Hey Ma by Pitbull & J Balvin ft. Camila Cabello
Hot by INNA
Hot In Herre by Nelly
Kute & Neat by Sasique
Link Up by Ne-Yo
Living Without You by Sigala, David Guetta, Sam Ryder
Maan Meri Jaan (Afterlife) by King x Nick Jonas
Made For Now by Janet Jackson x Daddy Yankee
MAMIII by Becky G, KAROL G
Music (Keeps Me Movin') by The Fresh Beat Band
Mwaki by Zerb ft. Sofiya Nzau
No Candle No Light by ZAYN ft. Nicki Minaj
Obsessed by Calvin Harris ft. Charlie Puth & Shenseea
Ocean Man by Ween
Outside Vibes by Flight
Pirate by EVERGLOW
Pocketful Of Sunshine by Natasha Bedingfield
RITMO by Black Eyed Peas, J Balvin
Rush by Troye Sivan
Savannah by Diviners ft. Philly K
Sexy Chick by David Guetta ft. Akon
Soak Up The Sun by Sheryl Crow
South Beach Stars by Gigi Rowe
Summer Feelings by Lennon Stella ft. Charlie Puth
Summer Girls by LFO
Summertime Magic by Childish Gambino
Summertime Sadness (Cedric Gervais Remix) by Lana Del Rey
Take You There by Sean Kingston
This Summer's Gonna Hurt... by Maroon 5
Toca Toca by Fly Project
Together Again by Janet Jackson
Tourner Dans Le Vide by Brian Michael Hinds
Turn Up The Sunshine by Diana Ross ft. Tame Impala
Up All Night by Beck
Water by Tyla
Watermelon Sugar by Harry Styles

WackyGroove

4EVA by KAYTRAMINÉ ft. Pharrell Williams
Axel F by Crazy Frog
AY AY AY by QPark
Banana by The Aggrolites
Bangs At The Waist (Чупки В Кръста) by Fiki
Beautiful Mistakes by Maroon 5 ft. Megan Thee Stallion
Beekeeper (Пчеловод) by RASA
Betty Boop by Charlie Puth
Bumble Bee by Bambee
Chicken Noodle Soup by Webstar, Young B ft. The Voice Of Harlem
Coincidance by Handsome Dancer
Crazy Loop (Mm-Ma-Ma) by Dan Bălan
Cupid by FIFTY FIFTY
Dessert by Dawin ft. Silentó
Doctor's Looney Remedy by Parachute Express
Dogs by IShowSpeed & Kai Cenat
Doodah by Cartoons
El Pollito Pio by PULCINO PIO
Fly Like A Butterfly by Badanamu
Freaks by Timmy Trumpet & Savage
Funny Song by Crazy Frog
FVN! by LVL1
Gypsy Woman (She's Homeless) by Crystal Waters
I'm A Banana! (Я Банан!) by PERFAM
In Style (На Стиле) by Vremya i Steklo
Made You Look by Meghan Trainor
Miss You by Oliver Tree & Robin Schulz
Pancake by Jaded ft. Ashnikko
Panda by Desiigner
Play by Jax Jones, Years & Years
PPAP (Pen-Pineapple-Apple-Pen) by Pikotaro
Scatman (Ski-Ba-Bop-Ba-Dop-Bop) by Scatman John
Shake by L.L.A.M.A, Ne-Yo, Carmen DeLeon
Shut Up Chicken (Just Dance Version) by El Capon
Soap by Melanie Martinez
Sour Candy by Lady Gaga, BLACKPINK
Tootsie Pop by BFFB
Wonderland by Caravan Palace

Wasterra

21st Century Girl by WILLOW
A Year Without Rain by Selena Gomez & The Scene
Africa by Toto
Afterlife by iamnotshane
Austin by Dasha
Beautiful Things by Benson Boone
Big Enough by Kirin J Callinan ft. Alex Cameron, Molly Lewis, Jimmy Barnes
California Love by 2Pac ft. Dr. Dre
Down Under by Men At Work
Feels Right (I Love It) by Flo Rida, Brian Kelley
Hero by Enrique Iglesias
I Got You by Bebe Rexha
Lovers On The Sun by David Guetta ft. Sam Martin
Pony by Ginuwine
Sandstorm by Darude
So Long by Diplo ft. Cam
TEXAS HOLD 'EM by Beyoncé
That That by PSY ft. SUGA Of BTS
The First Cut Is The Deepest by Sheryl Crow
Try by P!nk
Vertigo by U2
Wasted On You by Morgan Wallen
World On Fire by Nate Smith

Winterhaven

7-11 by Eskimo Disco
All I Have by Jennifer Lopez ft. LL Cool J
Answer by ATEEZ
Carol Of The Bells by The Living Tombstone
Christmas Music by Charles Jenkins
Cold by Maroon 5 ft. Future
DJ Play A Christmas Song by Cher
Doing A Dance by The Wiggles
Frost (Инея) by #2Mashi
Frozen by Madonna
HOLIDAY by Lil Nas X
ICE AGE by MCND
Ice Box by Omarion
Icebreaker by Agnete
Jingle Bell Rock by Bobby Helms
Mistletoe by Justin Bieber
Perfect by Ed Sheeran
Really Love by KSI ft. Craig David & Digital Farm Animals
Rockin' On Top Of The World by Steven Tyler
SHUM by Go_A
White Night by PSY x Heize

Earth

(You Are A) Model Human by Jogurt ft. Commander Meouch Of TWRP
911 by From The Series "Danger Rangers"
Another Mistake by YonKaGor
Bing Bang by From The Series "LazyTown"
CANDLELIGHTS by Vivziepop
Caramelldansen by Caramella Girls
Cuban Pete by Jim Carrey
Dance Mode by From The Series "Bluey"
Electricity by 3 Dog Band
Enemy by Imagine Dragons x J.I.D
Equestria Girls Forever by My Little Pony ft. Angelic
Find The Magic by From The Series "My Little Pony: Equestria Girls: Better Together
Girls Girls Girls by Dolly Style
Habibi by Dolly Style
Häschenparty by Schnuffel Bunny ft. Michael Wendler
I'm On A Yacht by From The Series "My Little Pony: Equestria Girls: Better Together
I2I by Disney's "A Goofy Movie"
It's All Up To Me by From The Series "Danger Rangers"
Jekyll And Hyde by From The Series "Arthur"
Leave It All To Me by Miranda Cosgrove ft. Drake Bell
Love Louder by The Meeps
Love Love Alien (スキスキ星人) by Strawberry Prince
Make It Shine by Victorious Cast ft. Victoria Justice
Men In Black by Will Smith
Monster High Fright Song by Monster High
My Shiny Teeth & Me by From The Series "The Fairly OddParents"
No Big Deal by From The Series "Amphibia"
Nobody Like U by 4*TOWN
Pingu Dans by Chris Van Tongelen
Protect Your Ears by From The Series "Danger Rangers"
Roar by From The Series "The Lionhearts"
Sidechain Fever by LJ LephemStar
Sing A Song by The Wubb Girlz ft. Beyoncé
Skat Strut by MC Skat Kat And The Stray Mob ft. Paula Abdul
Snuggle Song by Schnuffel Bunny
So Alone by Anna Blue
Teenage Crush Chocolate (青春チョコレート) by Strawberry Prince
The Best Day Ever by From The Series "SpongeBob SquarePants"
U Know What's Up by 4*TOWN
VILLAIN by K/DA ft. Madison Beer & Kim Petras
We Are Believix by Winx Club ft. Elizabeth Gillies
Wish Now by Star Darlings
Your Heart by Damien Dawn

Space

Alien by Sabrina Carpenter & Jonas Blue
Astronaut In The Ocean by Masked Wolf
Bend The Knee by Bruno Martini, IZA, Timbaland
Catchy Song by Dillon Francis ft. T-Pain & That Girl Lay Lay
Dangerous by David Guetta ft. Sam Marin
Get Into It (Yuh) by Doja Cat
Interstellar Simon by Color Theory
Lucky Stars by Take That
Meet Me Halfway by Black Eyed Peas
My Universe by Coldplay x BTS
Rock It (To The Moon) by RuPaul
Saturn by SZA
Shed A Light by Robin Schulz & David Guetta & Cheat Codes
SPACE MAN by Sam Ryder
Starboy by The Weeknd ft. Daft Punk
The 7th Element by VITAS
The Zeezap Song by The Wiggles
What It Feels Like by Navos x Galantis ft. YOU
Woodpeckers In Space by VideoKids

Everywhere

Back In Time by Pitbull
Dance And Chant by Yolanda Be Cool
Let's Go by Calvin Harris ft. Ne-Yo
World, Hold On (Children Of The Sky) by Bob Sinclar ft. Steve Edwards

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