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2024.05.21 10:48 Acatalepsy-Rain Bobbing Theory
Bobbing Theory
Greetings Apes, new theory on the share offering. A little less sexy than the colorful speculation, but this theory ties in with a few of the current and past DD. (I’ll add a little tinfoil at the end).
For this theory I am going to exclude as much tinfoil as possible and also make the assumption that market makers and hedge funds are not engaging in crime but are instead (mostly) working within the rules they created to fuck the poors. While I do not agree with their rules, legal does not equate to ethical as was taught in my PhD program’s first semester ethics course, After all slavery was legal in the US.
“Bobbing” is a swimming technique that involves gently bouncing from the pool floor and practicing exhaling underwater and inhaling above the surface. In this case the dumb storm troopers (Shorts) are the ones in the pool.
There are 5 Assumptions that are made in this theory:
Retail FOMO
This helps the shorts in a few ways but it is a double edged sword. When there is no liquidity it only takes a few shares to raise the price. This creates more volatility and options prices go up and the shorts happily write the contracts. When they drive the stock price back down to near max pain they get to keep the premium. They win. They also get to keep us gambling, remember it’s not the wins that hook the gambler it’s the almost. This FOMO raises the price as they funnel orders to their dark pools and they let the price raise controlled. They then meter out the buying pressure and complete the trade after they walk them down through short laddering. The only way this hurts them is if the shares are DRS'd. That is why the volume explodes.
Supporting Their Cost Basis
It is these two processes together that make up the Bobbing Theory and, I believe explain the Dorito of doom. Each time we touch the top of that line they are grabbing margin from FOMO psychology and supporting their cost basis by raising the average price of their opened shorts. They push up to the top of the pool and take a breath of that sweet retail margin. Then they drop back down through (illegal) high frequency short laddering (slowly exhaling their margin) until they hit the bottom. Then when they need to take another breath they push off the bottom get retail to FOMO and take another breath of that sweet sweet retail margin. They do all this in addition to pumping the market and the longs they hold.
The high frequency short laddering to lower the price is why we see so much off exchange and a huge increase in volume. They are trading between themselves to lower the price without actually burning through their short shares.
The 5 Assumptions
In order for the justification for the FOMO and SCB process to make sense we need a “why", thus the 5 assumptions.
The shorts need to have two things, first enough liquidity to maintain a semblance of margin, and second, a promise (reassurance) of profits (for them and the creditors).
In this theory the hedged funds are working together and are helping each other maintain margin, thus spreading the risk. Remember, we don’t need all of them to fail, we need one of them to fail. This will cause buying back shares at any price and this is something they all desperately want to avoid or they will all get liquidated. So what do they do, they “bob” for a breath of air. The thing is they all have to “bob” when one runs low on margin (air) so we don’t know which one was close to failing. They also go to pretty extreme measures when one of them is about to fail, They do this through loans (Melvin, New York Community Bank) or taking on failing banks (UBS, Silicon valley bank). They are also not being adequately margin called (Archegos, Fed Letter to Prime Brokers). Why would you not get appropriately margin called? Because, you can still justify your short thesis (in your mind) and you have a long standing relationship with the prime brokers. Remember GME still needs to turn a decent profit and show a plan for turning around. As of now, GME keeps this plan close to chest and is experimenting.
So... If these things are true, how does RC fight the shorts and how does the share offering apply?
I’m glad you asked. RC and apes have already set the bottom of the pool. If they lower it too far apes buy and DRS the shit out of the stock and burn up liquidity they are desperate for and use for their manipulation. GME also has $100M ready to buy back shares. Ok so they can’t lower it. But they can keep milking retail right....
Not anymore. Those 45m shares are a warning to the shorts that they will need to get their liquidity elsewhere. If they try to "bob" again RC is going to sell the shares and make GME even more valuable. GME does not need the money but RC has shown that he is protecting the shareholders. If they drop the price he will buy ($100m) if they try to fleece shareholders he will sell and be the one to reap the retail margin for the good of GME not the short sellers.
That filing around the 45m share issuance was not put together, filed and approved in the few days the stock ran last week. I think it was leaked to the shorts by someone at the SEC, and the short sellers gave retail one more fleecing before RC closed the door with that filing. If they come up for air agin, he will drown them. And he will do it through the issuance of Global Shares that cannot be shorted and must be booked so that we can see them accounted for in the DRS numbers (he knows what is important to the shareholders). RC knew this was controlled otherwise there would be no reason to fuck the option chain on the announcement timing. It was already fucked, we just didn't know it yet (I mean kinda, lots of us saw that coming).
Tinfoil
You may or may not agree with this. I look at things in real broad strokes.
The SEC (generally) is on our side. I think CAT is specifically for targeting the high frequency trading the hedge funds use to short ladder between themselves. This is one of the truly illegal things they are doing, but the shorts NEED this mechanism to control the price. Without this mechanism GME runs, naked shorts or not. This is one of the things that the hedge fund cabal uses to reassure the collateral holder that everything is going to be fine, if they control the price everything is under control, if they don't........
The DTCC is kinda on our side (now). They saw/see? the writing on the wall and have made Crypto and other pumped bullshit collateral worthless because they know it is fake. They also do not want to get fucked, and are willing to let some of the bad actors take the fall even though they are also complacent. They think they are far enough removed to not get scrutiny from the public because very few even know they exist.
Last speculation, one of the justifications used to stretch this out is that if they concentrate the diamond hardened holders of GME (less people more stocks) that on average people will sell for lower prices do to their overall portfolio being worth more.
Anyway, thanks for reading if you made it to the end. And as a final note: I encourage you to DRS (Book) your shares, if you don’t and you get fucked, my conscious is clear.
See you on the moon! I’ll get the first round.
-Acatalepsy
submitted by Acatalepsy-Rain to Superstonk [link] [comments]
Greetings Apes, new theory on the share offering. A little less sexy than the colorful speculation, but this theory ties in with a few of the current and past DD. (I’ll add a little tinfoil at the end).
For this theory I am going to exclude as much tinfoil as possible and also make the assumption that market makers and hedge funds are not engaging in crime but are instead (mostly) working within the rules they created to fuck the poors. While I do not agree with their rules, legal does not equate to ethical as was taught in my PhD program’s first semester ethics course, After all slavery was legal in the US.
“Bobbing” is a swimming technique that involves gently bouncing from the pool floor and practicing exhaling underwater and inhaling above the surface. In this case the dumb storm troopers (Shorts) are the ones in the pool.
There are 5 Assumptions that are made in this theory:
- Many hedge funds are short GME and need to maintain margin.
- The Hedge-funds are likely working together to maintain margin.
- Margin calls are not going out or at the very least are “flexible.”
- They still think they are going to win and have a thesis (this is important).
- RC had a plan to stop the bobbing cycle.
Retail FOMO
This helps the shorts in a few ways but it is a double edged sword. When there is no liquidity it only takes a few shares to raise the price. This creates more volatility and options prices go up and the shorts happily write the contracts. When they drive the stock price back down to near max pain they get to keep the premium. They win. They also get to keep us gambling, remember it’s not the wins that hook the gambler it’s the almost. This FOMO raises the price as they funnel orders to their dark pools and they let the price raise controlled. They then meter out the buying pressure and complete the trade after they walk them down through short laddering. The only way this hurts them is if the shares are DRS'd. That is why the volume explodes.
Supporting Their Cost Basis
It is these two processes together that make up the Bobbing Theory and, I believe explain the Dorito of doom. Each time we touch the top of that line they are grabbing margin from FOMO psychology and supporting their cost basis by raising the average price of their opened shorts. They push up to the top of the pool and take a breath of that sweet retail margin. Then they drop back down through (illegal) high frequency short laddering (slowly exhaling their margin) until they hit the bottom. Then when they need to take another breath they push off the bottom get retail to FOMO and take another breath of that sweet sweet retail margin. They do all this in addition to pumping the market and the longs they hold.
The high frequency short laddering to lower the price is why we see so much off exchange and a huge increase in volume. They are trading between themselves to lower the price without actually burning through their short shares.
The 5 Assumptions
In order for the justification for the FOMO and SCB process to make sense we need a “why", thus the 5 assumptions.
The shorts need to have two things, first enough liquidity to maintain a semblance of margin, and second, a promise (reassurance) of profits (for them and the creditors).
In this theory the hedged funds are working together and are helping each other maintain margin, thus spreading the risk. Remember, we don’t need all of them to fail, we need one of them to fail. This will cause buying back shares at any price and this is something they all desperately want to avoid or they will all get liquidated. So what do they do, they “bob” for a breath of air. The thing is they all have to “bob” when one runs low on margin (air) so we don’t know which one was close to failing. They also go to pretty extreme measures when one of them is about to fail, They do this through loans (Melvin, New York Community Bank) or taking on failing banks (UBS, Silicon valley bank). They are also not being adequately margin called (Archegos, Fed Letter to Prime Brokers). Why would you not get appropriately margin called? Because, you can still justify your short thesis (in your mind) and you have a long standing relationship with the prime brokers. Remember GME still needs to turn a decent profit and show a plan for turning around. As of now, GME keeps this plan close to chest and is experimenting.
So... If these things are true, how does RC fight the shorts and how does the share offering apply?
I’m glad you asked. RC and apes have already set the bottom of the pool. If they lower it too far apes buy and DRS the shit out of the stock and burn up liquidity they are desperate for and use for their manipulation. GME also has $100M ready to buy back shares. Ok so they can’t lower it. But they can keep milking retail right....
Not anymore. Those 45m shares are a warning to the shorts that they will need to get their liquidity elsewhere. If they try to "bob" again RC is going to sell the shares and make GME even more valuable. GME does not need the money but RC has shown that he is protecting the shareholders. If they drop the price he will buy ($100m) if they try to fleece shareholders he will sell and be the one to reap the retail margin for the good of GME not the short sellers.
That filing around the 45m share issuance was not put together, filed and approved in the few days the stock ran last week. I think it was leaked to the shorts by someone at the SEC, and the short sellers gave retail one more fleecing before RC closed the door with that filing. If they come up for air agin, he will drown them. And he will do it through the issuance of Global Shares that cannot be shorted and must be booked so that we can see them accounted for in the DRS numbers (he knows what is important to the shareholders). RC knew this was controlled otherwise there would be no reason to fuck the option chain on the announcement timing. It was already fucked, we just didn't know it yet (I mean kinda, lots of us saw that coming).
Tinfoil
You may or may not agree with this. I look at things in real broad strokes.
The SEC (generally) is on our side. I think CAT is specifically for targeting the high frequency trading the hedge funds use to short ladder between themselves. This is one of the truly illegal things they are doing, but the shorts NEED this mechanism to control the price. Without this mechanism GME runs, naked shorts or not. This is one of the things that the hedge fund cabal uses to reassure the collateral holder that everything is going to be fine, if they control the price everything is under control, if they don't........
The DTCC is kinda on our side (now). They saw/see? the writing on the wall and have made Crypto and other pumped bullshit collateral worthless because they know it is fake. They also do not want to get fucked, and are willing to let some of the bad actors take the fall even though they are also complacent. They think they are far enough removed to not get scrutiny from the public because very few even know they exist.
Last speculation, one of the justifications used to stretch this out is that if they concentrate the diamond hardened holders of GME (less people more stocks) that on average people will sell for lower prices do to their overall portfolio being worth more.
Anyway, thanks for reading if you made it to the end. And as a final note: I encourage you to DRS (Book) your shares, if you don’t and you get fucked, my conscious is clear.
See you on the moon! I’ll get the first round.
-Acatalepsy
2024.05.21 09:36 Significant-Tower146 Best Cold Steel Rajah 2
 | submitted by Significant-Tower146 to u/Significant-Tower146 [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/9ns3ffthgq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6f4682d1c2b726fea027a0a56d3295436e627227 If you're on the lookout for a dependable and high-quality product that suits your needs, the Cold Steel Rajah 2 might just be the perfect fit. In this article, we'll delve into the outstanding features and characteristics of this remarkable product, providing you with an engaging and informative overview to help you make an informed decision. The Top 10 Best Cold Steel Rajah 2
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2024.05.21 09:32 GhoulGriin Best Cold Steel Push Dagger
 | submitted by GhoulGriin to u/GhoulGriin [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/bjqk09xnfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=280ff68fb01e2d04a81b85e9db78f5fb487e6308 Get ready to dive into the world of self-defense! In this article, we'll be exploring the Cold Steel Push Dagger – a versatile and compact tool that could potentially save your life in an emergency situation. From its sleek design to its impressive features, we'll take an in-depth look at what makes this dagger a top choice for those who value safety and security. The Top 16 Best Cold Steel Push Dagger
Reviews🔗Double Agent II by Cold Steel: The Ultimate Special Forces Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/kf09tsoqfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f3b63010a6ef1238e96776686a0c15ffc9e760f5 The Cold Steel Double Agent II, designed by Zach Whitson, is a versatile and portable knife that is perfect for urban carry. With a blade length of 3 inches and overall length of 7.78 inches, it's thin, flat, and lightweight at just over 3 ounces including the sheath. The star feature of this knife is the double ring handle, which allows you to use it with either a forward or reverse grip, and prevents your hand from sliding forward on the blade. The Japanese Aus 8A stainless steel makes it durable and easy to maintain. The Secure-Ex Neck Sheath provides a secure and easy-to-use carry option. However, the sheath might need some adjustments to ensure a perfect fit for some users. Overall, the Cold Steel Double Agent II is a great choice for self-defense and urban carry, offering a high level of functionality and portability for its price. 🔗Cold Steel Recon Tanto SK-5 Biker Knife with Secure-Ex Sheathhttps://preview.redd.it/3r8o3mxqfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=0e2de722d830d1515e55ff225719a21aa9132c0a I recently tried the Cold Steel Recon Tanto SK-5, and I must say, I was truly impressed by this knife. The blade material, SK-5 carbon stainless steel, provided a smooth cut and the razor-sharp edge was exceptional. The handle, made of Kraton, was both comfortable and grippy in my hand. One of the standout features of this knife was its balance. It felt well-proportioned and easy to maneuver, making it a great choice for various tasks, from camping to self-defense. The blade thickness of 5mm added an extra layer of confidence when performing deeper cuts. While the blade material is rust-resistant, the black Tuff-Ex finish on the blade did scratch off quite easily. However, this did not affect the knife's performance or durability. The weight of the knife, at 250 grams, made it a suitable everyday carry, providing a mix of portability and power. Overall, the Cold Steel Recon Tanto SK-5 is a high-quality knife with a durable design and a smooth, sharp edge. It's an excellent choice for those seeking a reliable and versatile fixed blade for their everyday needs or even the most challenging outdoor situations. 🔗Dependable Tanto SAS Knife with Polypropylene Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/4i01jkgrfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=bd6c10bfccc8c4d7be31f5f6e57dea65d4925d2f The Cold Steel GI Tanto 80PGTK is a versatile, well-rounded tactical knife that has become a staple for many outdoor enthusiasts and survivalists. Its broad blade and integrated guard design provide a solid grip, while the Polypropylene handle scales offer a comfortable and durable hold. I've had the pleasure of using this knife in various situations, from camping trips to survival drills, and it has never let me down. The 1055 carbon steel ensures a strong, rugged construction that holds up well against rust and harsh conditions. The spring-tempered steel provides an excellent balance between strength and flexibility, allowing the blade to withstand the most demanding tasks without compromising its performance. One of the standout features of the GI Tanto is its versatility - it can be easily converted into a spear in a pinch, simply by removing the handle scales and attaching the blade to a suitable wooden shaft. This adaptability makes it an invaluable addition to any survival kit or bug-out bag. However, no product is without its drawbacks, and the GI Tanto is no exception. While its sturdy construction ensures a long lifespan, handling it for extended periods can be tiring due to its substantial weight. Additionally, the knife's size makes it less practical for everyday carry or more discreet situations. Price-wise, the GI Tanto is a steal, offering a fantastic value for its quality and features. It's affordable enough to stock up on multiple copies for personal use or as gifts for friends and family. In summary, the Cold Steel GI Tanto 80PGTK is a robust, versatile, and dependable tactical knife that has earned its reputation among outdoor enthusiasts and survivalists alike. Its few drawbacks are outweighed by its numerous benefits, making it a great choice for anyone looking for a durable and versatile blade for their adventures. 🔗SK-5 High Carbon Cold Steel - Chaos Double Edge Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/t09nqfrrfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c0dca37b5938fece92d9d262bd20d1c510a35f82 One day, I found myself in a situation where I needed a reliable and sturdy knife. After a quick research, I stumbled upon the Cold Steel Chaos, a double-edge fixed blade inspired by the classic trench knives from both World Wars. This knife was designed for modern-day warriors, offering both security and comfort while holding it. Upon holding the knife, the unique D-ring guard made of reinforced 6061 aluminum caught my attention. It allowed me to grip the knife securely, while also protecting my hand from incoming attacks and damage. The 1055 carbon steel pommel was tapered for punyo or butt-strikes, making it perfect to defend myself in a life-threatening scenario. The 7.5-inch SK-5 high carbon blade was available in either double-edge or tanto blade shapes. I opted for the double-edge, as I believed it would provide a more efficient cutting and striking experience. The black Tuff-Ex coating on the blade enhanced corrosion resistance and improved cutting power by reducing friction. The handle, made of 6061 T6 aircraft-grade aluminum, felt solid and secure in my hand. It accommodated a wide range of hand sizes, including mine with average-sized hands. The knife came with a tough Secure-Ex sheath, equipped with a belt loop for dependable and versatile carry. My experience with the Cold Steel Chaos double-edge blade was nothing short of impressive. It offered a perfect balance between form and function in a sleek design. Although it was a bit heavy compared to other knives, its weight contributed to its strength and effectiveness. The knife was sharp, sturdy, and ready for action at all times, making it an excellent addition to my daily life and adventures. 🔗Classic Cold Steel Tanto Point Boot Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/be02p66sfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=4715c4cfdb0aefef000198a79034e12d65e7e899 As someone who often finds themselves in need of a reliable blade for everyday use, I've had the pleasure of testing out the Cold Steel Kobun. This lightweight Tanto styled boot knife is definitely a handy addition to have on hand. I was instantly impressed by its sharp, reinforced point that contrasts with the thin blades commonly found in other boots knives. One feature that stood out to me was the Kobun's deeply checkered Kraton handle. It offers an excellent grip, making the knife more secure in the hand. The cross section of the handle is also surprisingly thin, while still providing enough thickness to resist turning or shifting. Another notable aspect of the Kobun is that it comes complete with a Secure-Ex sheath. This sturdy sheath makes it easy to attach the knife securely to your belt, ensuring that it remains easily accessible whenever you need it. However, there was one downside that I discovered while using the Kobun. The default clip that was included with the knife was quite weak and didn't hold up well to everyday wear. I had to replace it with a Blade-Tech brand Tek-Lok belt attachment in order to ensure a more secure and reliable attachment to my belt. Overall, the Cold Steel Kobun has been a reliable and versatile companion during my everyday activities. I would highly recommend it to anyone in need of a durable and efficient boot knife for both personal and practical use. 🔗Compact Fixed Blade Knife with Black Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/uvcp35nsfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=1354e64e7d501816f2b0264ab1b1b3d2b4ab1c61 I recently got my hands on a Cold Steel SRK Compact fixed blade knife, and let me tell you, it's a game-changer for those seeking a reliable and stylish companion while on outdoor adventures. The knife features a compact handle & blade made of Kray-Ex & SK5, measuring in at just 12.5 cm (5 inches). Weighing only 145 grams, it's remarkably lightweight and effortless to carry around. One thing that struck me is the sturdy Secure-Ex sheath it comes with – it's a fantastic addition! However, I did notice a few minor drawbacks. Firstly, the blade edges seemed a bit too uneven for my liking. Secondly, I'm not a big fan of the flex hanger option, but that's just personal preference. Overall, I believe that the Cold Steel SRK Compact is a fantastic choice for outdoor enthusiasts. It's light, easy to carry, and offers great performance. Just make sure to sharpen it properly and maintain it well to enjoy its full potential. 🔗Stylish and durable AK-47 Field Knife by Cold Steelhttps://preview.redd.it/umfirqzsfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=74654e3a165c9c7c5f42dabcd80f949763670056 The Cold Steel AK-47 Field Knife has quickly become a favorite amongst those seeking a reliable and sturdy multi-purpose fixed blade. Crafted with CPM3-V steel, this knife boasts a robust design that's perfect for tackling the rigors of everyday life. The stonewashed finish adds an element of toughness, ensuring that this field knife is ready for even the harshest conditions. Equipped with a full tang and integral steel pommel, the AK-47 Field Knife offers both functionality and durability. It also comes with a Secure-Ex sheath, providing the convenience of easy transportation. While this knife may not be ideal for all situations, those who value rugged reliability will appreciate its toughness and versatility. 🔗San MAI Recon Tanto Sas Knife - High-Quality VG-10 Stainless Steel Blade with Kray-Ex Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/0lmb2catfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=4c66cda0fb2434c61d35030ce21fb3027bd3457c I've been using the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto as my daily pocket knife for the past few months, and I must say, it's a fantastic blade. The handle is made of Black Kray-Ex, providing a solid grip with no rolling or twisting in the hand, even under heavy use. The knife measures 11.75 inches overall, with a blade length of 17.9 cm, making it perfect for various tasks. One of the most impressive features of this Tanto is its blade, made of VG-10 San Mai Stainless Steel. The deep lustrous satin finish on the hollow ground blade bevels and the contrasting line grain finish on the blade flats emphasize the knife's unique appearance. The blade is razor sharp, and I haven't needed much maintenance, even after some heavy use. Although it's not a "do-it-all" knife, the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto is a great medium-sized Tanto. It's been through some rough use, and I'm glad to say it held up well. The knife comes with a thick, high-quality Secure-Ex sheath that has given me years of hard service, keeping my Tanto at my side. Overall, I highly recommend the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto for its cutting capability, durability, and affordable price. 🔗versatile and durable small fixed blade knifehttps://preview.redd.it/6m0heiqtfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2795aef13147e607d3c29e4b5ebacab15f63c4c7 I've been using the Cold Steel FGX Wasp for a while now and it's quite the versatile and durable little knife. The serrated blade is perfect for tackling all kinds of cutting tasks, from rope to branches, and it's been a real lifesaver when I'm out in the woods. One of the things I love most about this knife is its length. At 12.25 inches, it's long enough to handle a wide range of tasks, but not so long that it's cumbersome or difficult to control. And when I'm using it, I'm never worried about it breaking or wearing down, thanks to the high-strength, lightweight Griv-Ex material used in its construction. Of course, no product is perfect and this knife is no exception. The blade has a dull edge, which means it's not great for everyday use or for any tasks that require a sharper edge. And while the black Griv-Ex construction adds to its sleek and stylish appearance, it's also made it a bit difficult to grip at times. Overall, the Cold Steel FGX Wasp is a great knife for anyone who needs a reliable cutting tool for their outdoor adventures. It's lightweight, durable, and versatile, and it's definitely earned a spot in my gear bag. 🔗Slim and Effective Steel Surveillance Knife for Self-Defensehttps://preview.redd.it/5wthtr4ufq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6193af3239fffe7b5765aa165ac2f7b39c22cb4e Recently, I've been trying out the Cold Steel Secret Edge 11SDT Knife, and let me tell you, it's been a game-changer. This sleek little thing, perfect for self-defense, fits conveniently under any clothing, making it the ideal secret weapon (if you can keep it that way! ). It's so lightweight, you'll barely notice the half-pound heft, and the 4-inch blade is sharp as a tack – if you're not paying close attention, the edges might leave you astounded, your friends and family, that is. Now, we all know that sharpness can sometimes come at a cost - durability. However, this knife's AUS 8A stainless steel blade seems to handle it all, remaining steady even after some of my more intense activities. The flat ground design does wonders against whatever material it clashes with. The Secret Edge also includes a Secure-Ex sheath, a reliable retention system that's quick to access and deploy without compromising safety—perfect for those urgent moments. And it's equipped with a thin, flat faux G-10 handle, ergonomic enough to stay put in your hand while preventing any slippage or rolling. The three-hole design and aggressively textured surface ensure a grip like no other. However, there are a few minor things that I've picked up on:
🔗Lightweight Miniature Cold Steel Super Edge Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/ftf1jkqufq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=41b1b4243db4851de603ffb131d042665c30d391 The Super Edge is the ultimate keychain companion for any adventurous spirit. With its sleek design and razor-sharp blade, this little powerhouse can take on any task thrown at it. Whether you're taming a wild zipper or cutting through a tough piece of rope, the Super Edge never disappoints. Its lightweight construction and secure sheath make it a discreet and convenient carry option, ensuring you're prepared for any situation. While its diminutive size may fool some, never underestimate the capabilities of this impressive workhorse. The Super Edge has proven itself as a reliable tool in the hands of users, earning its stellar reputation as one of the best keychain knives on the market. 🔗Cold Steel OSS Knife: Efficient Field Tool with Japanese AUS8A Stainless Steel Bladehttps://preview.redd.it/ujtrsyzufq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8871063c654acc09beed859f12e6ff2c5506fc09 I recently had the pleasure of using the Cold Steel 39LSSS OSI Tactical Gear during a few camping trips. This knife truly shines when it comes to cutting and slashing through tough materials. The blade's thin ultra-keen edge is a testament to its impressive performance. One of the standout features of this knife is its Secure-Ex Sheath, which keeps it safely tucked away when not in use. The Japanese AUS 8A Stainless Steel blade lends a sense of durability and reliability, perfect for those who need a versatile and effective blade in their daily life. However, there are a couple of minor drawbacks worth mentioning. The handle/guard is a bit flexible, which may not be ideal for heavy-duty tasks. Additionally, some users have found it a bit challenging to remove the knife from the Secure-Ex Sheath. Despite these minor drawbacks, the Cold Steel 39LSSS OSI Tactical Gear has proven to be a reliable and effective companion on my camping trips. Its balance and heft make it a joy to use, and the Secure-Ex Sheath ensures that it's always ready for action. Overall, this is an impressive knife that's well worth considering for anyone in need of a reliable and versatile blade for various purposes. Buyer's GuideA Cold Steel Push Dagger is a self-defense tool that can save your life in desperate situations. These daggers are designed to be compact and easy to conceal, making them the perfect choice for personal protection. This guide will help you understand the key features and considerations when purchasing a Cold Steel Push Dagger, ensuring that you make the right choice for your needs. https://preview.redd.it/zlh1wsbxfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=37eb7be2b506ca1ef19fef1a5dc51f1218369f1b Important Features
Considerations
https://preview.redd.it/3bosf2xxfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b8d4921e31b1f79a6a5b6a421b57bfdf6bdbda16 General AdviceWhen purchasing a Cold Steel Push Dagger, it's essential to consider your specific needs and circumstances. Choose a dagger with a comfortable grip and the right size for your hand, ensuring that it's easy to carry and conceal. Research the different materials and designs available to find the one that suits your preferences. Finally, remember that while these daggers are useful self-defense tools, they should only be used in situations where your life or safety is at risk.FAQhttps://preview.redd.it/wk2sgp9yfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=556eab34dd129f27962d9644992a378d7dbe0c94 What are the features of the Cold Steel Push Dagger?The Cold Steel Push Dagger features a high carbon steel blade, serrated edge for cutting, and a sturdy handle. It also comes with a belt pouch for easy carrying.How long is the Cold Steel Push Dagger?The Cold Steel Push Dagger has an overall length of 16 inches, with a 12-inch blade and a 4-inch handle. https://preview.redd.it/ap3x30tyfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e6680880427e8f5ec9f76a9f62c0ba179c04fc9e Is the Cold Steel Push Dagger suitable for self-defense?Yes, the Cold Steel Push Dagger is designed for self-defense and has been optimized for close-range combat. Its small size makes it easy to conceal and carry.What is the material of the blade in the Cold Steel Push Dagger?The blade of the Cold Steel Push Dagger is made of high carbon steel, providing durability and sharpness.What is the weight of the Cold Steel Push Dagger?The Cold Steel Push Dagger weighs approximately 12 ounces, making it a lightweight and easy-to-carry self-defense tool.Does the Cold Steel Push Dagger come with a sheath?No, the Cold Steel Push Dagger does not come with a sheath. However, it does come with a belt pouch for easy carrying.Is the Cold Steel Push Dagger legal?The legality of the Cold Steel Push Dagger varies by jurisdiction. It is recommended to check with local laws and regulations to determine if it is legal to own and carry.What is the price of the Cold Steel Push Dagger?The price of the Cold Steel Push Dagger can vary depending on the retailer and if it's on sale. It's recommended to check with multiple retailers to find the best price.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases. |
2024.05.21 09:29 GuiltlessMaple Best Cold Steel Oss Knife
 | submitted by GuiltlessMaple to u/GuiltlessMaple [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/49ym4oc1fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c2ec4ce5a6ca857ffc68ea58417e0b3a3b51c9e8 Are you in need of a versatile and reliable knife for your outdoor adventures? Look no further than the Cold Steel Oss Knife! In this article, we'll take a closer look at the features, benefits, and reviews of this popular blade. Get ready to discover why the Oss Knife is a top choice for those seeking the ultimate knife for their outdoor pursuits. The Top 19 Best Cold Steel Oss Knife
Reviews🔗Classic Cold Steel Tanto Point Boot Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/bfs3dmv1fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=1f692528d0f06b7b510feab444105a0dfc9f2ecf As someone who often finds themselves in need of a reliable blade for everyday use, I've had the pleasure of testing out the Cold Steel Kobun. This lightweight Tanto styled boot knife is definitely a handy addition to have on hand. I was instantly impressed by its sharp, reinforced point that contrasts with the thin blades commonly found in other boots knives. One feature that stood out to me was the Kobun's deeply checkered Kraton handle. It offers an excellent grip, making the knife more secure in the hand. The cross section of the handle is also surprisingly thin, while still providing enough thickness to resist turning or shifting. Another notable aspect of the Kobun is that it comes complete with a Secure-Ex sheath. This sturdy sheath makes it easy to attach the knife securely to your belt, ensuring that it remains easily accessible whenever you need it. However, there was one downside that I discovered while using the Kobun. The default clip that was included with the knife was quite weak and didn't hold up well to everyday wear. I had to replace it with a Blade-Tech brand Tek-Lok belt attachment in order to ensure a more secure and reliable attachment to my belt. Overall, the Cold Steel Kobun has been a reliable and versatile companion during my everyday activities. I would highly recommend it to anyone in need of a durable and efficient boot knife for both personal and practical use. 🔗Compact and lightweight Cold Steel Peace Maker II knifehttps://preview.redd.it/r4cn4d62fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=34066e36fe7248ac15437009b8f9ecc50971b805 I've been using the Cold Steel Peace Maker II for a few weeks now, and I must say, it's a game-changer. The knife is incredibly lightweight, making it perfect for daily carry. I've been using it for a variety of tasks, from opening boxes to trimming small branches, and it's handled every job with ease. One of the standout features is the Scandi ground blade, which is incredibly easy to resharpen. The unique compound ground clip point provides a stiff distal tapered point capable of piercing thick targets without compromising precious cutting power. The ergonomic handle design is another plus, with a thin, rectangular shape and subtle contouring. The palm swell and double quillon guard offer both comfort and protection. The knife also comes with a secure-ex sheath, which is cut and stab-resistant and impervious to the elements. The sheath attachment is sturdy and won't come loose, even during strenuous activities. However, the blade does require frequent sharpening due to its soft steel composition. But considering the product's affordability, it's a small price to pay for the versatility and convenience it offers. The Peace Maker II is a reliable, multifunctional knife that's perfect for those who need a reliable and versatile cutting tool. 🔗Slim and Effective Steel Surveillance Knife for Self-Defensehttps://preview.redd.it/g1r2r6h2fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=fdec35fb0b41a67b4a10a5ce1eab59421c92f5be Recently, I've been trying out the Cold Steel Secret Edge 11SDT Knife, and let me tell you, it's been a game-changer. This sleek little thing, perfect for self-defense, fits conveniently under any clothing, making it the ideal secret weapon (if you can keep it that way! ). It's so lightweight, you'll barely notice the half-pound heft, and the 4-inch blade is sharp as a tack – if you're not paying close attention, the edges might leave you astounded, your friends and family, that is. Now, we all know that sharpness can sometimes come at a cost - durability. However, this knife's AUS 8A stainless steel blade seems to handle it all, remaining steady even after some of my more intense activities. The flat ground design does wonders against whatever material it clashes with. The Secret Edge also includes a Secure-Ex sheath, a reliable retention system that's quick to access and deploy without compromising safety—perfect for those urgent moments. And it's equipped with a thin, flat faux G-10 handle, ergonomic enough to stay put in your hand while preventing any slippage or rolling. The three-hole design and aggressively textured surface ensure a grip like no other. However, there are a few minor things that I've picked up on:
🔗Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto: Sleek and Impervious Serrated Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/uo8zsk13fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c997eb767b7029bdf8072a270456a4915e3e7b0a I remember the day I brought home my Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto. The sleek black design and the promise of a lightweight yet durable knife piqued my curiosity. It was a perfect addition to my collection of self-defense tools, for those moments when you need to protect yourself and your loved ones. The handle, made of Kraton, felt great in my hand, with its solid grip that remained unaffected by temperature and moisture. It was a great contrast to the Grivory blade finish, which made the knife look even more menacing. I loved how the tanto point blade shape gave a perfect balance between sharpness and durability. However, it wasn't all roses. The Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto felt a bit underwhelming when it came to cutting tasks. Its plastic blade just didn't have the same edge retention as a traditional steel blade, making it not ideal for more demanding tasks like cutting through thick materials. Still, for the price and as a lightweight and corrosion-resistant self-defense tool, the Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto has proven to be quite the handy piece. It's a unique addition to any collection, and it's been a great conversation starter among my friends and family. 🔗VG-1 San Mai 3 Stainless Steel Cold Steel Oss Hunting Knife with Kray-Ex Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/g8tp6z73fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=001312f46e744c0056ae7f1e8f088053eb37b1f6 As a reviewer who has tried the Cold Steel Master Hunter, I can confidently say that it has become my go-to knife for various outdoor activities. One of the features that stood out to me was the comfortable, deeply checkered Kraton grip, which allows for long-term use without any discomfort. The broad, thin blade with a distinct taper provides exceptional cutting ability, edge retention, and ease of resharpening. However, one of the cons I encountered was the knife's tendency to be easily lost due to its minimalistic design. I also noticed that the blade occasionally required additional sharpening, despite its excellent edge retention. Nevertheless, the overall performance and durability of the Master Hunter make it a reliable and versatile tool for all your hunting needs. 🔗Highly Durable Cold Steel Bushman Knife for Survival Needshttps://preview.redd.it/xrshnvn3fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=00990bc9468e36a30a12eaf3320a925af6afa3ae Recently, I had the pleasure of using the Cold Steel Bushman Knife and let me tell you, my experience was quite an adventure. This knife, with its 7-inch blade made of SK-5 high carbon steel, proved to be a reliable companion on my outdoor excursions. One of the standout features was its hollow handle, which was surprisingly versatile. I was able to store a few essentials inside, and with the right handle extensions, I could reach impressive lengths for certain tasks. The knife's unique construction allowed for a seamless blend of blade and handle, which gave it a solid, reliable feel. However, there was one drawback to my experience: the sheath. While the Secure-Ex sheath featured a Ferrocerium Fire Steel, which was convenient for starting fires, it had a few issues. The locking mechanism was less than secure, making it prone to accidental release. It also lacked a left-handed option, which could be a dealbreaker for some users. Despite these minor setbacks, the Cold Steel Bushman Knife proved to be a sturdy and practical tool for various outdoor activities. With its strong blade and adaptable handle, it was a reliable ally on my adventures. While the sheath could use some improvements, the knife itself more than made up for it. 🔗Cold Steel Trench Hawk Trainer - Practical, Durable, and Safe Tomahawk Traininghttps://preview.redd.it/zql74924fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c1629989d1d695e797ccd77021ac1df6eb61ac39 When I got my hands on the Cold Steel Trench Hawk Trainer, I was immediately impressed by its size and weight. The synthetic material felt surprisingly sturdy and authentic, making it perfect for learning the ropes without the danger of injury. Not to mention, it closely resembles the actual Trench Hawk, so every training session felt like a real-life scenario. However, the weight was noticeably lighter than the real deal, which might not be ideal for those looking for a more accurate experience. Overall, the Trench Hawk Trainer provided a safe and effective way to hone my skills, and I'd highly recommend it to anyone looking to up their training game. 🔗Versatile Full-tang Stainless Steel Cold Steel Oss Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/oee53ud4fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c630141a9646a70e0cff60d92b24b3ad9e51dde2 I recently tried out the Cold Steel Razor Tek, and I must say, it's a versatile and sturdy blade that has made quite an impact in my outdoor adventures. The 6.5" 5mm thick recurve blade is a powerful tool for those who need a reliable knife for larger tasks - it's perfect for chopping. The ergonomic and textured handle provides a comfortable grip that's suitable for any wilderness outing. One feature that stood out to me is the secure-ex belt sheath, which holds the knife securely and makes it easy to access when needed. The 11.7 oz weight is manageable, allowing for long-term usage without causing fatigue. However, the knife's size and thickness might not be ideal for everyone, so it's essential to consider if it's suitable for your specific needs. Overall, the Cold Steel Razor Tek is a well-crafted blade that would be an excellent addition to any outdoor enthusiast's arsenal. The 4116 stainless steel and the black Gfn handle make it a reliable and stylish choice. While it may not be the cheapest option on the market, the Razor Tek's quality and durability make it a worthwhile investment for those looking for a dependable cutting tool. 🔗Lightweight Miniature Cold Steel Super Edge Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/8gdelfo4fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=849127885f52e4fd41dd22a791fb04798d6b698f The Super Edge is the ultimate keychain companion for any adventurous spirit. With its sleek design and razor-sharp blade, this little powerhouse can take on any task thrown at it. Whether you're taming a wild zipper or cutting through a tough piece of rope, the Super Edge never disappoints. Its lightweight construction and secure sheath make it a discreet and convenient carry option, ensuring you're prepared for any situation. While its diminutive size may fool some, never underestimate the capabilities of this impressive workhorse. The Super Edge has proven itself as a reliable tool in the hands of users, earning its stellar reputation as one of the best keychain knives on the market. 🔗Cold Steel Commercial Series 10" Chef's Knife for Durability and Versatilityhttps://preview.redd.it/3jl7b625fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=80c7104838325851699926f1dd0d6716e76ed3e8 I recently got my hands on the Cold Steel Commercial Series Chef's Knife, and I must say, it has been a game-changer in my daily life. The knife's razor-sharp cryo-quenched German 4116 steel not only makes cutting vegetables and meat a breeze but also re-sharpening is a breeze in the field. The handle, featuring a stiff Zy-Ex core for durability and a non-slip Kray-Ex exterior, provides a comfortable grip for hours of use. This knife has become a staple in my kitchen, and I find myself reaching for it every time I need to chop anything. However, one downside I've noticed is the build quality. The knife I received had a small gap between the handle and the blade, which might pose a hygiene problem when used for meat and fish. But overall, it's a fantastic kitchen knife for the price, and I highly recommend it for everyday use. 🔗Heavy-Duty, Comfortable Cold Steel Kitchen Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/vmr0wrh5fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2fb3f5b9e7bd3e17a85d55d6acbf812f02c86c1a The Cold Steel Kitchen Classics Chef Knife has been a lifesaver in my daily kitchen tasks. The 8-inch blade is incredibly sharp and holds its edge well, making it perfect for everything from slicing through tomatoes to chopping up a variety of fruits and veggies. The handle is also quite comfortable to grip, providing a secure and solid hold. One of the highlights of this knife is its German 4116 stainless cryo-quenched material, which ensures the blade remains sharp and durable. I especially enjoyed the terrific stiff Zy-Ex core and the softer, deeply checkered Kray-Ex exterior handle for a non-slip grip. This knife has been my go-to in the kitchen, and I appreciate its reasonable price tag. However, there was one downside: the grip started to peel and break after about two years of use. Nonetheless, this knife truly stands out for its superb sharpness, comfort, and durability. 🔗Cold Steel OSS Knife: Efficient Field Tool with Japanese AUS8A Stainless Steel Bladehttps://preview.redd.it/973and36fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=05afb69f8d97ba26d20354de4b6c6606190d82c5 I recently had the pleasure of using the Cold Steel 39LSSS OSI Tactical Gear during a few camping trips. This knife truly shines when it comes to cutting and slashing through tough materials. The blade's thin ultra-keen edge is a testament to its impressive performance. One of the standout features of this knife is its Secure-Ex Sheath, which keeps it safely tucked away when not in use. The Japanese AUS 8A Stainless Steel blade lends a sense of durability and reliability, perfect for those who need a versatile and effective blade in their daily life. However, there are a couple of minor drawbacks worth mentioning. The handle/guard is a bit flexible, which may not be ideal for heavy-duty tasks. Additionally, some users have found it a bit challenging to remove the knife from the Secure-Ex Sheath. Despite these minor drawbacks, the Cold Steel 39LSSS OSI Tactical Gear has proven to be a reliable and effective companion on my camping trips. Its balance and heft make it a joy to use, and the Secure-Ex Sheath ensures that it's always ready for action. Overall, this is an impressive knife that's well worth considering for anyone in need of a reliable and versatile blade for various purposes. 🔗Commercial-Grade Butcher Knife from Cold Steelhttps://preview.redd.it/akgtedr6fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=687cd3db986731c0cea436e807b84ede4162c345 As a home chef, I've always been on the lookout for affordable yet high-quality knives. That's when I stumbled upon the Cold Steel Commercial Series Butcher Knife 8.0 in Blade. Impressed by the sharpness and durability of the blade upon first use, I knew that this knife could handle any heavy-duty task in my kitchen. One of the features that stood out to me is the ergonomic design of the handle. The Zy-Ex core adds rigidity, while the softer, food-safe Kray-Ex exterior provides a comfortable, non-slip grip. After hours of chopping vegetables and cutting meat, my hand never felt tired or overwhelmed. This is truly a game-changer when it comes to kitchen knives. However, the blade is quite heavy, which requires a certain level of force to wield effectively. For those with weaker hands or for tasks that don't require much pressure, this may be an issue. But, in my experience, the weight has been a welcome addition to the overall power of the knife. When it comes to sharpening, the cryo-quenched German 4116 Steel holds an edge remarkably well. I've used it extensively without any significant blade degradation. The knives also do not rust easily, a crucial factor when dealing with raw meat or wet conditions. Overall, the Cold Steel Commercial Series Butcher Knife 8.0 in Blade has proven to be a reliable addition to my kitchen arsenal. Its sharpness, durability, and robustness make it a worthwhile investment for both home cooks and professionals alike. 🔗Cold Steel Oss Scimitar Knife for Commercial Useshttps://preview.redd.it/b7uyrzc7fq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=da498bda38a10d42df78f2535edbb5ac157b3ca8 The Cold Steel Commercial Series Scimitar Knife has truly become an indispensable addition to my daily life, thanks to its remarkable design and unmatched quality. This Taiwanese-made knife is perfect for all sorts of tasks, from hunting and fishing to commercial kitchens and butcher shops. The 10-inch blade, made from premium cryo-quenched German 4116 Steel, is incredibly sharp and re-sharpenable. Its durable handle, featuring a stiff Zy-Ex core and a comfortable non-slip grip made from Kray-Ex, is a game-changer for long hours of usage. The knife's satin finish gives it a sleek look, and its overall length of 15.25 inches offers ample reach for an array of applications. My experience with this knife has been nothing short of fantastic, and I highly recommend it to anyone who values versatility, durability, and quality. Buyer's GuideThe Cold Steel OSS Knife is a versatile, reliable, and durable option for outdoor enthusiasts, campers, and survivalists. Designed for various tasks, this versatile knife can be used for hunting, fishing, and other outdoor activities. In this buyer's guide, we will discuss the important features, considerations, and general advice about the Cold Steel OSS Knife and similar products. https://preview.redd.it/hyayfy6afq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=bff3ca307af4f375d0df8f7ff82122f248a87864 Key Features of the Cold Steel OSS Knife
Important Considerations When Choosing a Knife
https://preview.redd.it/e4gunsfafq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5d208b9b3b89b8b5c90713d94f4bce03b2c8a067 General Advice for Cold Steel OSS Knife OwnersProper maintenance and care are essential for ensuring the longevity and performance of your Cold Steel OSS Knife. Always clean the blade after use and apply a protective coating to prevent corrosion. It is also recommended to sharpen the blade regularly for optimal performance.The Cold Steel OSS Knife is a reliable and versatile option for outdoor enthusiasts looking for a durable and lightweight knife. By considering the key features and important considerations when choosing a knife, you can make an informed decision and find the perfect tool for your needs. FAQhttps://preview.redd.it/a0k4otzafq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5081b5bd1c71c8dcd3e0b73c559931e6cc3e32dd What is the Cold Steel Oss Knife?The Cold Steel Oss Knife is a tactical knife designed for survival and self-defense situations. It is a sturdy, durable knife that features a full tang construction, making it suitable for heavy-duty tasks.What materials are used in the construction of the Cold Steel Oss Knife?The Cold Steel Oss Knife is made of high-quality materials, including a 6V14 stainless steel blade and Zytel handle. The blade is designed for excellent edge retention and resistance to corrosion, while the handle offers a comfortable grip and durability. https://preview.redd.it/g6rs6kdbfq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=82e8d3d318d0bb23f6efde2fa0e1c5fba2247958 What kind of blade does the Cold Steel Oss Knife have?The Cold Steel Oss Knife features a spear-point blade, which offers a combination of strength and piercing power. The blade has a length of 5 inches and a thickness of 0.143 inches.What is the handle of the Cold Steel Oss Knife made of?The handle of the Cold Steel Oss Knife is made of Zytel, a high-performance thermoplastic that offers excellent grip and durability. The handle also features a finger guard and a lanyard hole for easy retention.What is the weight of the Cold Steel Oss Knife?The Cold Steel Oss Knife weighs approximately 7.2 ounces, making it a lightweight yet sturdy option for survival and self-defense situations.Is the Cold Steel Oss Knife suitable for outdoor activities?Yes, the Cold Steel Oss Knife is a versatile knife that is suitable for a wide range of outdoor activities, including camping, hunting, and hiking. Its durable construction and versatile blade make it a valuable tool for various survival situations.What is the best way to maintain the Cold Steel Oss Knife?To maintain the Cold Steel Oss Knife, it is recommended to clean it regularly after use and avoid storing it in a damp environment. Additionally, it should be periodically sharpened to ensure optimal performance.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases. |
2024.05.21 09:18 ConsequenceSure3063 Best Cold Steel Eland
 | submitted by ConsequenceSure3063 to u/ConsequenceSure3063 [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/a62y47j7dq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ffc23672494dcbbf5e0d6e4f2043d790688f2705 Get ready to dive into the world of Cold Steel's Eland, as we unveil the best features of this exceptional product. Join us as we explore the perfect blend of craftsmanship, durability, and style, designed for those who appreciate the best of the best in the market. Stay tuned for our in-depth analysis of Cold Steel's Eland and discover why it's an unbeatable choice for all your needs. The Top 17 Best Cold Steel Eland
Reviews🔗Double Agent II by Cold Steel: The Ultimate Special Forces Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/gptfvc18dq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=fbf487b6f81e04dd893a5de62fcfc08a5d25fb11 The Cold Steel Double Agent II, designed by Zach Whitson, is a versatile and portable knife that is perfect for urban carry. With a blade length of 3 inches and overall length of 7.78 inches, it's thin, flat, and lightweight at just over 3 ounces including the sheath. The star feature of this knife is the double ring handle, which allows you to use it with either a forward or reverse grip, and prevents your hand from sliding forward on the blade. The Japanese Aus 8A stainless steel makes it durable and easy to maintain. The Secure-Ex Neck Sheath provides a secure and easy-to-use carry option. However, the sheath might need some adjustments to ensure a perfect fit for some users. Overall, the Cold Steel Double Agent II is a great choice for self-defense and urban carry, offering a high level of functionality and portability for its price. 🔗SK-5 High Carbon Cold Steel - Chaos Double Edge Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/rn7uf0h8dq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=81a758bcd517b189066a27d5689cba5fbfcc38f3 One day, I found myself in a situation where I needed a reliable and sturdy knife. After a quick research, I stumbled upon the Cold Steel Chaos, a double-edge fixed blade inspired by the classic trench knives from both World Wars. This knife was designed for modern-day warriors, offering both security and comfort while holding it. Upon holding the knife, the unique D-ring guard made of reinforced 6061 aluminum caught my attention. It allowed me to grip the knife securely, while also protecting my hand from incoming attacks and damage. The 1055 carbon steel pommel was tapered for punyo or butt-strikes, making it perfect to defend myself in a life-threatening scenario. The 7.5-inch SK-5 high carbon blade was available in either double-edge or tanto blade shapes. I opted for the double-edge, as I believed it would provide a more efficient cutting and striking experience. The black Tuff-Ex coating on the blade enhanced corrosion resistance and improved cutting power by reducing friction. The handle, made of 6061 T6 aircraft-grade aluminum, felt solid and secure in my hand. It accommodated a wide range of hand sizes, including mine with average-sized hands. The knife came with a tough Secure-Ex sheath, equipped with a belt loop for dependable and versatile carry. My experience with the Cold Steel Chaos double-edge blade was nothing short of impressive. It offered a perfect balance between form and function in a sleek design. Although it was a bit heavy compared to other knives, its weight contributed to its strength and effectiveness. The knife was sharp, sturdy, and ready for action at all times, making it an excellent addition to my daily life and adventures. 🔗Classic Cold Steel Tanto Point Boot Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/07rsmiu8dq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d6fef281ce08ec39dbe70f08c98702273638422b As someone who often finds themselves in need of a reliable blade for everyday use, I've had the pleasure of testing out the Cold Steel Kobun. This lightweight Tanto styled boot knife is definitely a handy addition to have on hand. I was instantly impressed by its sharp, reinforced point that contrasts with the thin blades commonly found in other boots knives. One feature that stood out to me was the Kobun's deeply checkered Kraton handle. It offers an excellent grip, making the knife more secure in the hand. The cross section of the handle is also surprisingly thin, while still providing enough thickness to resist turning or shifting. Another notable aspect of the Kobun is that it comes complete with a Secure-Ex sheath. This sturdy sheath makes it easy to attach the knife securely to your belt, ensuring that it remains easily accessible whenever you need it. However, there was one downside that I discovered while using the Kobun. The default clip that was included with the knife was quite weak and didn't hold up well to everyday wear. I had to replace it with a Blade-Tech brand Tek-Lok belt attachment in order to ensure a more secure and reliable attachment to my belt. Overall, the Cold Steel Kobun has been a reliable and versatile companion during my everyday activities. I would highly recommend it to anyone in need of a durable and efficient boot knife for both personal and practical use. 🔗Cold Steel Click-N-Cut Slock Master Folding Hunter Lockback Knife with Security Sheath and Extra Blades.https://preview.redd.it/jnl8v0f9dq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7a15a657f6c6450b40100d49c6f54b4e9a5d9989 I've been using the Cold Steel Click-N-Cut Hunter Lockback Knife for a few months now, and I have to say, it's been a lifesaver. The knife's design is sleek and durable, with a sturdy Griv-Ex handle that provides a comfortable grip. The locking mechanism on the blade makes it incredibly secure and safe to use, even for the most demanding tasks. I particularly love the ability to click and switch between blades with the push of a button. It's a game-changer when it comes to versatility, ensuring I'm always equipped for any job at hand. The sheath is also a great addition, providing a secure way to carry the knife and extra blades when needed. That being said, there is one aspect I'd like to see improved: the handle's construction. While it provides a good grip, the finish is quite rough and not as premium as I would have hoped for. However, this minor critique does not deter me from fully recommending the Cold Steel Click-N-Cut Hunter Lockback Knife for both beginners and seasoned professionals alike. 🔗Compact Fixed Blade Knife with Black Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/86qa8xr9dq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=733a6a3032a4fdb48fb300d85309727e2f9e886d I recently got my hands on a Cold Steel SRK Compact fixed blade knife, and let me tell you, it's a game-changer for those seeking a reliable and stylish companion while on outdoor adventures. The knife features a compact handle & blade made of Kray-Ex & SK5, measuring in at just 12.5 cm (5 inches). Weighing only 145 grams, it's remarkably lightweight and effortless to carry around. One thing that struck me is the sturdy Secure-Ex sheath it comes with – it's a fantastic addition! However, I did notice a few minor drawbacks. Firstly, the blade edges seemed a bit too uneven for my liking. Secondly, I'm not a big fan of the flex hanger option, but that's just personal preference. Overall, I believe that the Cold Steel SRK Compact is a fantastic choice for outdoor enthusiasts. It's light, easy to carry, and offers great performance. Just make sure to sharpen it properly and maintain it well to enjoy its full potential. 🔗Stylish and durable AK-47 Field Knife by Cold Steelhttps://preview.redd.it/20ehn67adq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=659d6dde0e611eac48716798f59c199a4b907679 The Cold Steel AK-47 Field Knife has quickly become a favorite amongst those seeking a reliable and sturdy multi-purpose fixed blade. Crafted with CPM3-V steel, this knife boasts a robust design that's perfect for tackling the rigors of everyday life. The stonewashed finish adds an element of toughness, ensuring that this field knife is ready for even the harshest conditions. Equipped with a full tang and integral steel pommel, the AK-47 Field Knife offers both functionality and durability. It also comes with a Secure-Ex sheath, providing the convenience of easy transportation. While this knife may not be ideal for all situations, those who value rugged reliability will appreciate its toughness and versatility. 🔗San MAI Recon Tanto Sas Knife - High-Quality VG-10 Stainless Steel Blade with Kray-Ex Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/eeiz7eiadq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=52bca7c9f29c536da4ddc73640b7bb353be9e97b I've been using the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto as my daily pocket knife for the past few months, and I must say, it's a fantastic blade. The handle is made of Black Kray-Ex, providing a solid grip with no rolling or twisting in the hand, even under heavy use. The knife measures 11.75 inches overall, with a blade length of 17.9 cm, making it perfect for various tasks. One of the most impressive features of this Tanto is its blade, made of VG-10 San Mai Stainless Steel. The deep lustrous satin finish on the hollow ground blade bevels and the contrasting line grain finish on the blade flats emphasize the knife's unique appearance. The blade is razor sharp, and I haven't needed much maintenance, even after some heavy use. Although it's not a "do-it-all" knife, the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto is a great medium-sized Tanto. It's been through some rough use, and I'm glad to say it held up well. The knife comes with a thick, high-quality Secure-Ex sheath that has given me years of hard service, keeping my Tanto at my side. Overall, I highly recommend the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto for its cutting capability, durability, and affordable price. 🔗Affordable and Portable Secure-Ex Neck Sheath Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/m4z65axadq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a0d387d95d0edeb0ae85e9ad0bdb7f989f0a81e6 The Cold Steel 49NDE Hide Out is a versatile neck knife that I've been using daily for a while now and it has never failed to impress. One of the features that stood out to me is its lightweight design, weighing only 1.9oz. It's perfect for those who want a discreet yet effective self-defense tool. The blade is made of Japanese Aus 8A Stainless Steel, giving it an impressive edge sharpness and durability. The double-edged blade is Scandi ground, ensuring a strong and sharp tip, which is especially useful when you need it most. The Hide Out's handle is made of Kray-Ex, a weather-proof material that provides a great grip and security, even when your hands are wet. It's thin and flat, designed to give me a superior purchase on such a small, lightweight knife. The Secure-Ex sheath and bead chain lanyard make it easy to wear and carry around all day, while the knife itself remains concealed. However, there are a few drawbacks I've noticed. The AUS 8 steel can rust if not properly maintained, especially if you're using it as a neck knife. The blade scratches easily, making it less visually appealing over time. The bead chain necklace is quite stiff and can sometimes catch on clothes or other objects, making it slightly uncomfortable. Despite these minor issues, I've found the Cold Steel 49NDE Hide Out to be a reliable and effective neck knife that's perfect for those who need a reliable self-defense tool. 🔗Slim and Effective Steel Surveillance Knife for Self-Defensehttps://preview.redd.it/bfhidxcbdq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=39f0edb318f01dcc0494c436ae6acd3aa5ddb99e Recently, I've been trying out the Cold Steel Secret Edge 11SDT Knife, and let me tell you, it's been a game-changer. This sleek little thing, perfect for self-defense, fits conveniently under any clothing, making it the ideal secret weapon (if you can keep it that way! ). It's so lightweight, you'll barely notice the half-pound heft, and the 4-inch blade is sharp as a tack – if you're not paying close attention, the edges might leave you astounded, your friends and family, that is. Now, we all know that sharpness can sometimes come at a cost - durability. However, this knife's AUS 8A stainless steel blade seems to handle it all, remaining steady even after some of my more intense activities. The flat ground design does wonders against whatever material it clashes with. The Secret Edge also includes a Secure-Ex sheath, a reliable retention system that's quick to access and deploy without compromising safety—perfect for those urgent moments. And it's equipped with a thin, flat faux G-10 handle, ergonomic enough to stay put in your hand while preventing any slippage or rolling. The three-hole design and aggressively textured surface ensure a grip like no other. However, there are a few minor things that I've picked up on:
🔗Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto: Sleek and Impervious Serrated Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/r1emheubdq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=061444a3e17ee732965bc1bddb2bac5e60d89332 I remember the day I brought home my Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto. The sleek black design and the promise of a lightweight yet durable knife piqued my curiosity. It was a perfect addition to my collection of self-defense tools, for those moments when you need to protect yourself and your loved ones. The handle, made of Kraton, felt great in my hand, with its solid grip that remained unaffected by temperature and moisture. It was a great contrast to the Grivory blade finish, which made the knife look even more menacing. I loved how the tanto point blade shape gave a perfect balance between sharpness and durability. However, it wasn't all roses. The Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto felt a bit underwhelming when it came to cutting tasks. Its plastic blade just didn't have the same edge retention as a traditional steel blade, making it not ideal for more demanding tasks like cutting through thick materials. Still, for the price and as a lightweight and corrosion-resistant self-defense tool, the Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto has proven to be quite the handy piece. It's a unique addition to any collection, and it's been a great conversation starter among my friends and family. 🔗VG-1 San Mai 3 Stainless Steel Cold Steel Oss Hunting Knife with Kray-Ex Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/y9w6ca8cdq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=cfa76bb259f61b670215751ef5ca5459d4b7f398 As a reviewer who has tried the Cold Steel Master Hunter, I can confidently say that it has become my go-to knife for various outdoor activities. One of the features that stood out to me was the comfortable, deeply checkered Kraton grip, which allows for long-term use without any discomfort. The broad, thin blade with a distinct taper provides exceptional cutting ability, edge retention, and ease of resharpening. However, one of the cons I encountered was the knife's tendency to be easily lost due to its minimalistic design. I also noticed that the blade occasionally required additional sharpening, despite its excellent edge retention. Nevertheless, the overall performance and durability of the Master Hunter make it a reliable and versatile tool for all your hunting needs. 🔗Lightweight Miniature Cold Steel Super Edge Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/yr037vncdq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=83e351a2ee31b6246d06ba6d1530085d2aa3bd22 The Super Edge is the ultimate keychain companion for any adventurous spirit. With its sleek design and razor-sharp blade, this little powerhouse can take on any task thrown at it. Whether you're taming a wild zipper or cutting through a tough piece of rope, the Super Edge never disappoints. Its lightweight construction and secure sheath make it a discreet and convenient carry option, ensuring you're prepared for any situation. While its diminutive size may fool some, never underestimate the capabilities of this impressive workhorse. The Super Edge has proven itself as a reliable tool in the hands of users, earning its stellar reputation as one of the best keychain knives on the market. 🔗Heavy-Duty, Comfortable Cold Steel Kitchen Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/a5auf21ddq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a6c1e2db88c98575b2e78fb80f183e3d1328ba66 The Cold Steel Kitchen Classics Chef Knife has been a lifesaver in my daily kitchen tasks. The 8-inch blade is incredibly sharp and holds its edge well, making it perfect for everything from slicing through tomatoes to chopping up a variety of fruits and veggies. The handle is also quite comfortable to grip, providing a secure and solid hold. One of the highlights of this knife is its German 4116 stainless cryo-quenched material, which ensures the blade remains sharp and durable. I especially enjoyed the terrific stiff Zy-Ex core and the softer, deeply checkered Kray-Ex exterior handle for a non-slip grip. This knife has been my go-to in the kitchen, and I appreciate its reasonable price tag. However, there was one downside: the grip started to peel and break after about two years of use. Nonetheless, this knife truly stands out for its superb sharpness, comfort, and durability. Buyer's GuideThe Cold Steel Eland is a highly regarded type of machete that has gained popularity over the years due to its durability, versatility, and overall performance in a variety of applications. Before purchasing one, it is essential to understand the features, considerations, and general advice about this product category. https://preview.redd.it/wdk9ah6fdq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a94096619d9c431658cc8856b52053165fac5330 Key Features
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https://preview.redd.it/277f48nfdq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=fbb91d5e77cdc25c078c5a9309563ce0fe6cb33a General Advice
FAQhttps://preview.redd.it/q4zt260gdq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5fea0146d395ed89d87ad5f2017667ed0b35dcd2 What is the Cold Steel Eland?The Cold Steel Eland is a high-quality knife made by Cold Steel, a renowned knife manufacturer. It is designed for people who need a reliable and durable blade for various tasks, such as hunting, camping, or everyday use.Who is the target audience for the Cold Steel Eland?The target audience for the Cold Steel Eland is individuals who value durability, versatility, and style in their knives. This knife is perfect for outdoors enthusiasts, hunters, adventurers, or anyone who needs a reliable blade for various tasks. https://preview.redd.it/w83buscgdq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b1af2234f1b7b5f892fa950dbee5e1842b326c0b What materials are used to make the Cold Steel Eland?The Cold Steel Eland is made from high-quality materials, including 1095 High Carbon Steel for its blade, brass for the handle, and genuine leather for the sheath. These materials provide the knife with excellent strength, durability, and a classic look.What are the features of the Cold Steel Eland?
What size and weight is the Cold Steel Eland?The Cold Steel Eland has an overall length of 11.75 inches, with a blade length of 6.75 inches. It weighs approximately 22 ounces, making it a sturdy and dependable knife for various tasks.What is the price range for the Cold Steel Eland?The Cold Steel Eland is priced within a reasonable range for its quality and features. It is an investment for those who want a durable and versatile knife that can handle various tasks.Is the Cold Steel Eland easy to maintain?Yes, the Cold Steel Eland is easy to maintain. It requires regular cleaning and sharpening to keep it in top condition. The instructions provided by the manufacturer also detail how to properly care for the knife.How is the Cold Steel Eland different from other knives in its category?The Cold Steel Eland stands out from other knives in its category due to its classic design, heavy-duty construction, and easy-to-maintain features. Its use of premium materials, such as 1095 High Carbon Steel and genuine leather, also adds to its appeal.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases. |
2024.05.21 09:15 Significant-Tower146 Best Cold Steel Edc
 | submitted by Significant-Tower146 to u/Significant-Tower146 [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/xxqfleojcq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=1fa466a46a5c93adb7b01b8131a896b9532d6502 Get ready to explore the world of everyday carry (EDC) tools with a twist. In our latest roundup, we delve into the rugged and versatile realm of Cold Steel EDC products. From sleek knives to sturdy multitools, this article will take you on a journey of discovering the perfect EDC items that can handle any situation life throws your way. The Top 19 Best Cold Steel Edc
Reviews🔗Cold Steel Recon Tanto SK-5 Biker Knife with Secure-Ex Sheathhttps://preview.redd.it/75k4u7akcq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e2ed34f1ed23fbb0dafbcecb5a1249d164b8762b I recently tried the Cold Steel Recon Tanto SK-5, and I must say, I was truly impressed by this knife. The blade material, SK-5 carbon stainless steel, provided a smooth cut and the razor-sharp edge was exceptional. The handle, made of Kraton, was both comfortable and grippy in my hand. One of the standout features of this knife was its balance. It felt well-proportioned and easy to maneuver, making it a great choice for various tasks, from camping to self-defense. The blade thickness of 5mm added an extra layer of confidence when performing deeper cuts. While the blade material is rust-resistant, the black Tuff-Ex finish on the blade did scratch off quite easily. However, this did not affect the knife's performance or durability. The weight of the knife, at 250 grams, made it a suitable everyday carry, providing a mix of portability and power. Overall, the Cold Steel Recon Tanto SK-5 is a high-quality knife with a durable design and a smooth, sharp edge. It's an excellent choice for those seeking a reliable and versatile fixed blade for their everyday needs or even the most challenging outdoor situations. 🔗Dependable Tanto SAS Knife with Polypropylene Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/wnlupklkcq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=838373f061a4d3b5d49183b7d6e8cfbe89e4f3d8 The Cold Steel GI Tanto 80PGTK is a versatile, well-rounded tactical knife that has become a staple for many outdoor enthusiasts and survivalists. Its broad blade and integrated guard design provide a solid grip, while the Polypropylene handle scales offer a comfortable and durable hold. I've had the pleasure of using this knife in various situations, from camping trips to survival drills, and it has never let me down. The 1055 carbon steel ensures a strong, rugged construction that holds up well against rust and harsh conditions. The spring-tempered steel provides an excellent balance between strength and flexibility, allowing the blade to withstand the most demanding tasks without compromising its performance. One of the standout features of the GI Tanto is its versatility - it can be easily converted into a spear in a pinch, simply by removing the handle scales and attaching the blade to a suitable wooden shaft. This adaptability makes it an invaluable addition to any survival kit or bug-out bag. However, no product is without its drawbacks, and the GI Tanto is no exception. While its sturdy construction ensures a long lifespan, handling it for extended periods can be tiring due to its substantial weight. Additionally, the knife's size makes it less practical for everyday carry or more discreet situations. Price-wise, the GI Tanto is a steal, offering a fantastic value for its quality and features. It's affordable enough to stock up on multiple copies for personal use or as gifts for friends and family. In summary, the Cold Steel GI Tanto 80PGTK is a robust, versatile, and dependable tactical knife that has earned its reputation among outdoor enthusiasts and survivalists alike. Its few drawbacks are outweighed by its numerous benefits, making it a great choice for anyone looking for a durable and versatile blade for their adventures. 🔗SK-5 High Carbon Cold Steel - Chaos Double Edge Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/s74p1c2lcq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=85275810cffef2fdc05c9a4f8779616462bb9bff One day, I found myself in a situation where I needed a reliable and sturdy knife. After a quick research, I stumbled upon the Cold Steel Chaos, a double-edge fixed blade inspired by the classic trench knives from both World Wars. This knife was designed for modern-day warriors, offering both security and comfort while holding it. Upon holding the knife, the unique D-ring guard made of reinforced 6061 aluminum caught my attention. It allowed me to grip the knife securely, while also protecting my hand from incoming attacks and damage. The 1055 carbon steel pommel was tapered for punyo or butt-strikes, making it perfect to defend myself in a life-threatening scenario. The 7.5-inch SK-5 high carbon blade was available in either double-edge or tanto blade shapes. I opted for the double-edge, as I believed it would provide a more efficient cutting and striking experience. The black Tuff-Ex coating on the blade enhanced corrosion resistance and improved cutting power by reducing friction. The handle, made of 6061 T6 aircraft-grade aluminum, felt solid and secure in my hand. It accommodated a wide range of hand sizes, including mine with average-sized hands. The knife came with a tough Secure-Ex sheath, equipped with a belt loop for dependable and versatile carry. My experience with the Cold Steel Chaos double-edge blade was nothing short of impressive. It offered a perfect balance between form and function in a sleek design. Although it was a bit heavy compared to other knives, its weight contributed to its strength and effectiveness. The knife was sharp, sturdy, and ready for action at all times, making it an excellent addition to my daily life and adventures. 🔗Classic Cold Steel Tanto Point Boot Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/g84mkqflcq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8a9933f93c2b0807203b6754337f560fffa01911 As someone who often finds themselves in need of a reliable blade for everyday use, I've had the pleasure of testing out the Cold Steel Kobun. This lightweight Tanto styled boot knife is definitely a handy addition to have on hand. I was instantly impressed by its sharp, reinforced point that contrasts with the thin blades commonly found in other boots knives. One feature that stood out to me was the Kobun's deeply checkered Kraton handle. It offers an excellent grip, making the knife more secure in the hand. The cross section of the handle is also surprisingly thin, while still providing enough thickness to resist turning or shifting. Another notable aspect of the Kobun is that it comes complete with a Secure-Ex sheath. This sturdy sheath makes it easy to attach the knife securely to your belt, ensuring that it remains easily accessible whenever you need it. However, there was one downside that I discovered while using the Kobun. The default clip that was included with the knife was quite weak and didn't hold up well to everyday wear. I had to replace it with a Blade-Tech brand Tek-Lok belt attachment in order to ensure a more secure and reliable attachment to my belt. Overall, the Cold Steel Kobun has been a reliable and versatile companion during my everyday activities. I would highly recommend it to anyone in need of a durable and efficient boot knife for both personal and practical use. 🔗Compact Fixed Blade Knife with Black Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/ukxq3uulcq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=9b3fd3b91d840adcad5349d0d53bd4e6ab024cb2 I recently got my hands on a Cold Steel SRK Compact fixed blade knife, and let me tell you, it's a game-changer for those seeking a reliable and stylish companion while on outdoor adventures. The knife features a compact handle & blade made of Kray-Ex & SK5, measuring in at just 12.5 cm (5 inches). Weighing only 145 grams, it's remarkably lightweight and effortless to carry around. One thing that struck me is the sturdy Secure-Ex sheath it comes with – it's a fantastic addition! However, I did notice a few minor drawbacks. Firstly, the blade edges seemed a bit too uneven for my liking. Secondly, I'm not a big fan of the flex hanger option, but that's just personal preference. Overall, I believe that the Cold Steel SRK Compact is a fantastic choice for outdoor enthusiasts. It's light, easy to carry, and offers great performance. Just make sure to sharpen it properly and maintain it well to enjoy its full potential. 🔗San MAI Recon Tanto Sas Knife - High-Quality VG-10 Stainless Steel Blade with Kray-Ex Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/dr16pdkmcq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=515747b5fcdef2ae89001e69c8946b2e68c16c4c I've been using the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto as my daily pocket knife for the past few months, and I must say, it's a fantastic blade. The handle is made of Black Kray-Ex, providing a solid grip with no rolling or twisting in the hand, even under heavy use. The knife measures 11.75 inches overall, with a blade length of 17.9 cm, making it perfect for various tasks. One of the most impressive features of this Tanto is its blade, made of VG-10 San Mai Stainless Steel. The deep lustrous satin finish on the hollow ground blade bevels and the contrasting line grain finish on the blade flats emphasize the knife's unique appearance. The blade is razor sharp, and I haven't needed much maintenance, even after some heavy use. Although it's not a "do-it-all" knife, the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto is a great medium-sized Tanto. It's been through some rough use, and I'm glad to say it held up well. The knife comes with a thick, high-quality Secure-Ex sheath that has given me years of hard service, keeping my Tanto at my side. Overall, I highly recommend the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto for its cutting capability, durability, and affordable price. 🔗Affordable and Portable Secure-Ex Neck Sheath Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/bqyfw6xmcq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5b9529dd06344dea5708b3402f3dd7addf4ddf2c The Cold Steel 49NDE Hide Out is a versatile neck knife that I've been using daily for a while now and it has never failed to impress. One of the features that stood out to me is its lightweight design, weighing only 1.9oz. It's perfect for those who want a discreet yet effective self-defense tool. The blade is made of Japanese Aus 8A Stainless Steel, giving it an impressive edge sharpness and durability. The double-edged blade is Scandi ground, ensuring a strong and sharp tip, which is especially useful when you need it most. The Hide Out's handle is made of Kray-Ex, a weather-proof material that provides a great grip and security, even when your hands are wet. It's thin and flat, designed to give me a superior purchase on such a small, lightweight knife. The Secure-Ex sheath and bead chain lanyard make it easy to wear and carry around all day, while the knife itself remains concealed. However, there are a few drawbacks I've noticed. The AUS 8 steel can rust if not properly maintained, especially if you're using it as a neck knife. The blade scratches easily, making it less visually appealing over time. The bead chain necklace is quite stiff and can sometimes catch on clothes or other objects, making it slightly uncomfortable. Despite these minor issues, I've found the Cold Steel 49NDE Hide Out to be a reliable and effective neck knife that's perfect for those who need a reliable self-defense tool. 🔗Gentleman's Stockman Folding Knife for Everyday Usehttps://preview.redd.it/mbhv9rbncq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=72b8cf23e52c60e24fd15c1695ec415943d75f0e This Cold Steel Gentleman's Stockman Folding Knife is more than just a handy tool, it's a statement piece that exudes a sense of style and sophistication. The mirror finish 8Cr13MoV stainless steel clip, sheepsfoot, and spey blades are perfect for every day use, while the yellow smooth bone handle adds a touch of luxury to its practicality. One of the highlights of this knife is the nickel silver bolster, which not only makes it sturdy but also adds to its aesthetic appeal. The clam-packed packaging ensures its safe arrival, and the knife being made in Taiwan only adds to its allure. Despite its seemingly perfect qualities, the knife does have a drawback - it's made in China. However, it doesn't affect the overall functionality and durability of the product. Overall, this Cold Steel Gentleman's Stockman Folding Knife is a must-have for anyone who appreciates both style and functionality. 🔗Compact and lightweight Cold Steel Peace Maker II knifehttps://preview.redd.it/xj8lwlnncq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e249c1fe67193bb1863bf208c4d54581e5a78575 I've been using the Cold Steel Peace Maker II for a few weeks now, and I must say, it's a game-changer. The knife is incredibly lightweight, making it perfect for daily carry. I've been using it for a variety of tasks, from opening boxes to trimming small branches, and it's handled every job with ease. One of the standout features is the Scandi ground blade, which is incredibly easy to resharpen. The unique compound ground clip point provides a stiff distal tapered point capable of piercing thick targets without compromising precious cutting power. The ergonomic handle design is another plus, with a thin, rectangular shape and subtle contouring. The palm swell and double quillon guard offer both comfort and protection. The knife also comes with a secure-ex sheath, which is cut and stab-resistant and impervious to the elements. The sheath attachment is sturdy and won't come loose, even during strenuous activities. However, the blade does require frequent sharpening due to its soft steel composition. But considering the product's affordability, it's a small price to pay for the versatility and convenience it offers. The Peace Maker II is a reliable, multifunctional knife that's perfect for those who need a reliable and versatile cutting tool. 🔗Slim and Effective Steel Surveillance Knife for Self-Defensehttps://preview.redd.it/jhdmk63ocq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6692d00709fcf58d89c3f785028e42e75e41e603 Recently, I've been trying out the Cold Steel Secret Edge 11SDT Knife, and let me tell you, it's been a game-changer. This sleek little thing, perfect for self-defense, fits conveniently under any clothing, making it the ideal secret weapon (if you can keep it that way! ). It's so lightweight, you'll barely notice the half-pound heft, and the 4-inch blade is sharp as a tack – if you're not paying close attention, the edges might leave you astounded, your friends and family, that is. Now, we all know that sharpness can sometimes come at a cost - durability. However, this knife's AUS 8A stainless steel blade seems to handle it all, remaining steady even after some of my more intense activities. The flat ground design does wonders against whatever material it clashes with. The Secret Edge also includes a Secure-Ex sheath, a reliable retention system that's quick to access and deploy without compromising safety—perfect for those urgent moments. And it's equipped with a thin, flat faux G-10 handle, ergonomic enough to stay put in your hand while preventing any slippage or rolling. The three-hole design and aggressively textured surface ensure a grip like no other. However, there are a few minor things that I've picked up on:
🔗Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto: Sleek and Impervious Serrated Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/q0z7aekocq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=1a0adc626a69f21029917712018a6bb3e6306a0e I remember the day I brought home my Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto. The sleek black design and the promise of a lightweight yet durable knife piqued my curiosity. It was a perfect addition to my collection of self-defense tools, for those moments when you need to protect yourself and your loved ones. The handle, made of Kraton, felt great in my hand, with its solid grip that remained unaffected by temperature and moisture. It was a great contrast to the Grivory blade finish, which made the knife look even more menacing. I loved how the tanto point blade shape gave a perfect balance between sharpness and durability. However, it wasn't all roses. The Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto felt a bit underwhelming when it came to cutting tasks. Its plastic blade just didn't have the same edge retention as a traditional steel blade, making it not ideal for more demanding tasks like cutting through thick materials. Still, for the price and as a lightweight and corrosion-resistant self-defense tool, the Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto has proven to be quite the handy piece. It's a unique addition to any collection, and it's been a great conversation starter among my friends and family. 🔗VG-1 San Mai 3 Stainless Steel Cold Steel Oss Hunting Knife with Kray-Ex Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/75niiq0pcq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=a66b55e3c9d7d46a4e4b326975ee66dcf3343eb9 As a reviewer who has tried the Cold Steel Master Hunter, I can confidently say that it has become my go-to knife for various outdoor activities. One of the features that stood out to me was the comfortable, deeply checkered Kraton grip, which allows for long-term use without any discomfort. The broad, thin blade with a distinct taper provides exceptional cutting ability, edge retention, and ease of resharpening. However, one of the cons I encountered was the knife's tendency to be easily lost due to its minimalistic design. I also noticed that the blade occasionally required additional sharpening, despite its excellent edge retention. Nevertheless, the overall performance and durability of the Master Hunter make it a reliable and versatile tool for all your hunting needs. 🔗Highly Durable Cold Steel Bushman Knife for Survival Needshttps://preview.redd.it/6r4mzlbpcq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=432649a0b234b30ba33b4a1d5f0f2deec1891a54 Recently, I had the pleasure of using the Cold Steel Bushman Knife and let me tell you, my experience was quite an adventure. This knife, with its 7-inch blade made of SK-5 high carbon steel, proved to be a reliable companion on my outdoor excursions. One of the standout features was its hollow handle, which was surprisingly versatile. I was able to store a few essentials inside, and with the right handle extensions, I could reach impressive lengths for certain tasks. The knife's unique construction allowed for a seamless blend of blade and handle, which gave it a solid, reliable feel. However, there was one drawback to my experience: the sheath. While the Secure-Ex sheath featured a Ferrocerium Fire Steel, which was convenient for starting fires, it had a few issues. The locking mechanism was less than secure, making it prone to accidental release. It also lacked a left-handed option, which could be a dealbreaker for some users. Despite these minor setbacks, the Cold Steel Bushman Knife proved to be a sturdy and practical tool for various outdoor activities. With its strong blade and adaptable handle, it was a reliable ally on my adventures. While the sheath could use some improvements, the knife itself more than made up for it. 🔗Lightweight Miniature Cold Steel Super Edge Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/uvuuqtqpcq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=62c4f1a3c6babe203a6b41feaff00908532cc403 The Super Edge is the ultimate keychain companion for any adventurous spirit. With its sleek design and razor-sharp blade, this little powerhouse can take on any task thrown at it. Whether you're taming a wild zipper or cutting through a tough piece of rope, the Super Edge never disappoints. Its lightweight construction and secure sheath make it a discreet and convenient carry option, ensuring you're prepared for any situation. While its diminutive size may fool some, never underestimate the capabilities of this impressive workhorse. The Super Edge has proven itself as a reliable tool in the hands of users, earning its stellar reputation as one of the best keychain knives on the market. Buyer's GuideChoosing the right Cold Steel EDC (Everyday Carry) knife can be a daunting task due to the variety of options available. To help you make an informed decision, we have compiled a list of important features, considerations, and general advice about the Cold Steel EDC product category. https://preview.redd.it/3mgd6njrcq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6cb0a5026b0d7586d21549e990b7ea070131537b Important Features
Considerations
https://preview.redd.it/3zvda1vrcq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5c62c2fbd05ffa54f9b6308f8506c9f09f222296 General AdviceWhen purchasing a Cold Steel EDC knife, always prioritize quality and durability over price. Remember, your safety and the safety of others is paramount, so invest in a reliable knife with a good locking mechanism. Additionally, practice proper knife safety techniques and ensure that you are comfortable using your chosen EDC knife for its intended purpose.A well-chosen Cold Steel EDC knife can be a valuable tool for everyday life. By considering the important features, taking into account your specific needs, and following general safety tips, you can select the perfect EDC knife for your needs and preferences. FAQhttps://preview.redd.it/2u29rp8scq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=991b551a7cd9208859aae376896fbba181592d58 What is the Cold Steel EDC series?The Cold Steel EDC series is a collection of everyday carry (EDC) tools designed for practical use and portability. These tools are engineered to be functional, durable, and affordable.What kind of items are included in the Cold Steel EDC series?The Cold Steel EDC series includes a variety of tools, including knives, multitools, flashlights, and other essentials. Each item is designed to be compact, lightweight, and versatile, making them perfect for everyday use. https://preview.redd.it/nr1rqhmscq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ddeced3cab94b5d771419aa96707c223402bc93e Are Cold Steel EDC tools durable?Yes, Cold Steel EDC tools are designed to be durable and long-lasting. They are made from high-quality materials, such as stainless steel, which ensures their longevity and resistance to wear and tear.How do I clean and maintain my Cold Steel EDC tools?Cleaning and maintaining your Cold Steel EDC tools is important to ensure their longevity and performance. Use a soft cloth to wipe away dirt and debris, and avoid exposing the tools to harsh chemicals or environments. For knives, sharpen as needed and apply a protective coating to prevent rust.Where can I purchase Cold Steel EDC tools?Cold Steel EDC tools are available from various retailers, both online and in physical stores. You can find them on the official Cold Steel website, as well as from other major retailers and outdoor gear shops.Why should I choose Cold Steel EDC tools over other brands?Cold Steel EDC tools offer a combination of quality, functionality, and affordability. They are designed to be practical, durable, and versatile, making them ideal for everyday use. Additionally, Cold Steel is known for its commitment to customer satisfaction and providing exceptional value.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases. |
2024.05.21 09:07 GuiltlessMaple Best Cold Steel Claymore
 | submitted by GuiltlessMaple to u/GuiltlessMaple [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/9cbd9uh6bq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d50c6a0da0bb719864f12f73a2c5524c2dd4161f Get ready to step into the world of Cold Steel Claymore, a roundup article that brings together some of the most exciting and innovative products in the market. This article is designed to engage and inform, providing an in-depth look at what makes these products stand out from the crowd. Whether you're a seasoned warrior or just starting out, Cold Steel Claymore has something for everyone. So, grab your sword and shield, and let's dive into the action! The Top 12 Best Cold Steel Claymore
Reviews🔗Dependable Tanto SAS Knife with Polypropylene Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/9q03oi37bq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7cef16362d808909dc6e2d2a8d76861057cabf95 The Cold Steel GI Tanto 80PGTK is a versatile, well-rounded tactical knife that has become a staple for many outdoor enthusiasts and survivalists. Its broad blade and integrated guard design provide a solid grip, while the Polypropylene handle scales offer a comfortable and durable hold. I've had the pleasure of using this knife in various situations, from camping trips to survival drills, and it has never let me down. The 1055 carbon steel ensures a strong, rugged construction that holds up well against rust and harsh conditions. The spring-tempered steel provides an excellent balance between strength and flexibility, allowing the blade to withstand the most demanding tasks without compromising its performance. One of the standout features of the GI Tanto is its versatility - it can be easily converted into a spear in a pinch, simply by removing the handle scales and attaching the blade to a suitable wooden shaft. This adaptability makes it an invaluable addition to any survival kit or bug-out bag. However, no product is without its drawbacks, and the GI Tanto is no exception. While its sturdy construction ensures a long lifespan, handling it for extended periods can be tiring due to its substantial weight. Additionally, the knife's size makes it less practical for everyday carry or more discreet situations. Price-wise, the GI Tanto is a steal, offering a fantastic value for its quality and features. It's affordable enough to stock up on multiple copies for personal use or as gifts for friends and family. In summary, the Cold Steel GI Tanto 80PGTK is a robust, versatile, and dependable tactical knife that has earned its reputation among outdoor enthusiasts and survivalists alike. Its few drawbacks are outweighed by its numerous benefits, making it a great choice for anyone looking for a durable and versatile blade for their adventures. 🔗SK-5 High Carbon Cold Steel - Chaos Double Edge Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/dsxhqrg7bq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2c11baf5b98a6d4d1484fd61604b203ac40a7541 One day, I found myself in a situation where I needed a reliable and sturdy knife. After a quick research, I stumbled upon the Cold Steel Chaos, a double-edge fixed blade inspired by the classic trench knives from both World Wars. This knife was designed for modern-day warriors, offering both security and comfort while holding it. Upon holding the knife, the unique D-ring guard made of reinforced 6061 aluminum caught my attention. It allowed me to grip the knife securely, while also protecting my hand from incoming attacks and damage. The 1055 carbon steel pommel was tapered for punyo or butt-strikes, making it perfect to defend myself in a life-threatening scenario. The 7.5-inch SK-5 high carbon blade was available in either double-edge or tanto blade shapes. I opted for the double-edge, as I believed it would provide a more efficient cutting and striking experience. The black Tuff-Ex coating on the blade enhanced corrosion resistance and improved cutting power by reducing friction. The handle, made of 6061 T6 aircraft-grade aluminum, felt solid and secure in my hand. It accommodated a wide range of hand sizes, including mine with average-sized hands. The knife came with a tough Secure-Ex sheath, equipped with a belt loop for dependable and versatile carry. My experience with the Cold Steel Chaos double-edge blade was nothing short of impressive. It offered a perfect balance between form and function in a sleek design. Although it was a bit heavy compared to other knives, its weight contributed to its strength and effectiveness. The knife was sharp, sturdy, and ready for action at all times, making it an excellent addition to my daily life and adventures. 🔗San MAI Recon Tanto Sas Knife - High-Quality VG-10 Stainless Steel Blade with Kray-Ex Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/f4qqtn08bq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f93c83150eccc01fc361e212cb80f748bdb5a332 I've been using the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto as my daily pocket knife for the past few months, and I must say, it's a fantastic blade. The handle is made of Black Kray-Ex, providing a solid grip with no rolling or twisting in the hand, even under heavy use. The knife measures 11.75 inches overall, with a blade length of 17.9 cm, making it perfect for various tasks. One of the most impressive features of this Tanto is its blade, made of VG-10 San Mai Stainless Steel. The deep lustrous satin finish on the hollow ground blade bevels and the contrasting line grain finish on the blade flats emphasize the knife's unique appearance. The blade is razor sharp, and I haven't needed much maintenance, even after some heavy use. Although it's not a "do-it-all" knife, the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto is a great medium-sized Tanto. It's been through some rough use, and I'm glad to say it held up well. The knife comes with a thick, high-quality Secure-Ex sheath that has given me years of hard service, keeping my Tanto at my side. Overall, I highly recommend the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto for its cutting capability, durability, and affordable price. 🔗Perfectly Designed Counter TAC Boot Knife for Ultimate Functionalityhttps://preview.redd.it/zr5t86a8bq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=570dd9c60c90b16ea927ed7e82b504ad97660e4a While the world of boot knives can be crowded, Cold Steel's Counter TAC I outshines its competitors. Its sharp, AUS 8A full-tang blade is a testament to top-notch quality, but one standout feature that really caught my attention is the vacuum heat treatment and sub-zero quenching for added strength and durability. Designed with the philosophy of functionality at heart, its compact construction feels just as comfortable in tight boots as on a belt or holster. The handle, finished in a sleek black, fits comfortably in the hand and provides a firm grip in even the most high-pressure situations. With the Counter TAC I, there's no compromise on utility. Its purpose-built design ensures that it's as adaptable as it is versatile, allowing both pros and novices to appreciate its efficiency in a range of situations. However, no product is perfect, and this one isn't an exception either. While the knife excels at what it does, one could argue that its performance comes at the cost of a slightly heavier handle. Nevertheless, given its exceptional capabilities, it's a small price to pay. Despite a few minor drawbacks, the Counter TAC I by Cold Steel is a robust, reliable, and highly functional boot knife that's well worth its investment. With a wide array of features that have garnered praise from users, this knife makes a compelling contender in the boot knives category. 🔗VG-1 San Mai 3 Stainless Steel Cold Steel Oss Hunting Knife with Kray-Ex Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/vzyhp1r8bq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=27033da80a9f4f9bf62417865b2b6a2f1ad3d94b As a reviewer who has tried the Cold Steel Master Hunter, I can confidently say that it has become my go-to knife for various outdoor activities. One of the features that stood out to me was the comfortable, deeply checkered Kraton grip, which allows for long-term use without any discomfort. The broad, thin blade with a distinct taper provides exceptional cutting ability, edge retention, and ease of resharpening. However, one of the cons I encountered was the knife's tendency to be easily lost due to its minimalistic design. I also noticed that the blade occasionally required additional sharpening, despite its excellent edge retention. Nevertheless, the overall performance and durability of the Master Hunter make it a reliable and versatile tool for all your hunting needs. 🔗Highly Durable Cold Steel Bushman Knife for Survival Needshttps://preview.redd.it/d5goqm69bq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=014c0da5049081bbbc40541cf9ccc91a0d7ebd5a Recently, I had the pleasure of using the Cold Steel Bushman Knife and let me tell you, my experience was quite an adventure. This knife, with its 7-inch blade made of SK-5 high carbon steel, proved to be a reliable companion on my outdoor excursions. One of the standout features was its hollow handle, which was surprisingly versatile. I was able to store a few essentials inside, and with the right handle extensions, I could reach impressive lengths for certain tasks. The knife's unique construction allowed for a seamless blend of blade and handle, which gave it a solid, reliable feel. However, there was one drawback to my experience: the sheath. While the Secure-Ex sheath featured a Ferrocerium Fire Steel, which was convenient for starting fires, it had a few issues. The locking mechanism was less than secure, making it prone to accidental release. It also lacked a left-handed option, which could be a dealbreaker for some users. Despite these minor setbacks, the Cold Steel Bushman Knife proved to be a sturdy and practical tool for various outdoor activities. With its strong blade and adaptable handle, it was a reliable ally on my adventures. While the sheath could use some improvements, the knife itself more than made up for it. 🔗Cold Steel Oss Scimitar Knife for Commercial Useshttps://preview.redd.it/wc452lq9bq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=42db8041dce2d950ba562be12a1e9aa1b00d6f33 The Cold Steel Commercial Series Scimitar Knife has truly become an indispensable addition to my daily life, thanks to its remarkable design and unmatched quality. This Taiwanese-made knife is perfect for all sorts of tasks, from hunting and fishing to commercial kitchens and butcher shops. The 10-inch blade, made from premium cryo-quenched German 4116 Steel, is incredibly sharp and re-sharpenable. Its durable handle, featuring a stiff Zy-Ex core and a comfortable non-slip grip made from Kray-Ex, is a game-changer for long hours of usage. The knife's satin finish gives it a sleek look, and its overall length of 15.25 inches offers ample reach for an array of applications. My experience with this knife has been nothing short of fantastic, and I highly recommend it to anyone who values versatility, durability, and quality. 🔗Cold Steel Recon Hawk - Versatile Outdoor Survival Toolhttps://preview.redd.it/0otj3s5abq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=43980db54f2c9cadc067cae1d288756eeb3a5d86 I recently got my hands on the Cold Steel Recon Hawk, and let me tell you, it's a beauty! This tomahawk boasts a 5mm thick leaf made of 65 m carbon steel, giving it a robust and sturdy feel. The 24 oz weight distribution adds a perfect balance that makes throwing it a breeze. Its 17 1/2 inch length comes with a comfortable 9 1/2 inch nylon wrapping handle, making it easy to grip and wield. The single-piece design, crafted by custom knifemaker Andrew Demko, ensures durability and strength. The axe also comes with a detachable articulated sheath that offers protection from the sharp edge. While I really like the balance and durability of this Cold Steel Recon Hawk, I've noticed that the hollow ground edge can be a bit fragile. It doesn't stick as well as some other throwing tomahawks. However, the balance and heft make up for it, and the axe is great for survival, escape and evasion scenarios or just a day of outdoor fun. Overall, I'm happy with my purchase and would recommend it to anyone looking for a reliable, well-balanced tomahawk. 🔗High-Quality Cpm-3V Carbon Steel Drop Forged Survivalist Knife (Stonewash Finish)https://preview.redd.it/p9qga1habq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=94040652b5f025bf9b8ff0c55133a058919fd290 The Cold Steel 3V Master Hunter, with its stone wash finish (36CB), is a fantastic upgrade to the classic design. With an extra broad American CPM3-V High Carbon Steel blade that can hold a razor-sharp edge, this knife definitely stands out in the crowd. It's not just sharp - it's also incredibly durable, handling tasks from cutting power cords to field dressing large game with ease. Its comfortable Kray-Ex handle provides a non-slip grip, even in wet or sticky conditions. However, there are a couple of drawbacks. The Secure-Ex case, while functional, might not be the most durable option. Additionally, it's worth considering an alternative sheath, such as leather or Kydex, to prevent dulling the edge or damage to the knife. Nonetheless, the Cold Steel 3V Master Hunter (36CB) still delivers a satisfying hunting and camping experience, making it a top choice for those who appreciate a versatile and reliable tool in the field. 🔗Cold Steel Master Tanto Fixed Blade Knife with Kraton Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/zg2rsosabq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b7b39f7c5baafe2e48dc482ec436bd1726222c86 I recently had the chance to put the Cold Steel Master Tanto 3V to the test, and I must say, it was quite the experience. This knife is a true gem, with a deep lustrous satin finish on the hollow ground blade bevels that really accentuates its unique appearance. The contrasting line grain finish on the blade flats sets it apart from other Tantos and highlights Cold Steel's state-of-the-art grinding methods. In terms of usability, the flattened oval Kraton handle provides a solid grip, and it won't roll or twist in your hand even under intense use. Kraton is a fantastic space-age material that won't crack or rot, and it's immune to the effects of bad weather. This means that you can take your Master Tanto 3V on all sorts of adventures without worrying about its durability or its ability to stand up to the elements. The 6" Tanto blade has a thickness of 0.188", which is perfect for a wide range of tasks. It's a versatile knife that can handle everything from slicing through meat to cutting your way through the wilderness. And with an overall length of 11.5", it's the ideal size for everyday carry or for bringing along on your camping trips. Overall, the Cold Steel Master Tanto 3V is a fantastic knife that's well worth the investment. Its high-quality materials, unique appearance, and reliability make it a standout choice for anyone in the market for a new Tanto blade. 🔗Cold Steel Canadian Belt Knife: A High-Quality Fixed Blade for Ultimate Penetration and Precisionhttps://preview.redd.it/ursdzjbbbq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=fe5059aa9a277300a99e4e3fae5c520d180d86ce This classic sub-hilt knife, with a 4.5-inch VG-10 San MAI clip point blade, offers incredible reach and penetration. The black G-10 handle provides a perfect balance, allowing for easy blade movement. The knife's overall length of 13.25 inches and satin finish make it a beautiful addition to any collection. The sheath is secure but may dull the blade over time. 🔗Cold Steel CS88BK-BRK Katana Warrior Series: Tactical Japanese Swordhttps://preview.redd.it/s7nsojjbbq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2ef58b1455c46023880979108ddc48a01bf486d0 Living in an era where technology and practicality reign supreme, I was surprised to come across the Katana Warrior Series, an authentic and beautifully crafted replica of a traditional Japanese sword. This Tactical Katana, made from high carbon steel with a thickness of almost 1/4 of an inch, is truly reminiscent of the intricately designed blades that have been passed down through the ages. What stood out from my experience with the product was not only its superb quality, but its impressive overall length of forty inches. This means that it can be not only an imposing decorative piece in any living space, but also a convenient accessory for various reenactments such as historical events or cosplay events, where the realism matters a lot. However, the only drawback I can think of is its manufacturing location - the U. S. may be the preferred and trusted location for crafting such traditional items, but its manufacturing in China could pose potential doubts about its authentic craftsmanship. Other than that, the Katana Warrior Series is a truly valuable buy that gives a taste of the richness of Japanese culture without the hefty tag usually associated with genuine swords. Buyer's GuideCold Steel Claymores have been a popular choice for collectors and re-enactors for many years. These swords, inspired by the legendary Scottish weapon, offer a blend of traditional craftsmanship and modern materials. If you're considering purchasing a Cold Steel Claymore, here are some essential features to consider and tips for making an informed decision.Materialshttps://preview.redd.it/g6vj5j0cbq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=9fb58d1e811f1872b4b9589e2852810fc22685f1 One of the main factors to consider when selecting a Cold Steel Claymore is the materials it's made from. Most of these swords are constructed with high-carbon steel, which provides durability and edge retention. However, some may contain other materials, such as brass or copper, to enhance their appearance and add a touch of authenticity. HandleThe handle of a Cold Steel Claymore is another important consideration. Traditional claymores have a wooden grip, often enhanced with brass or other decorative materials. Consider the size and shape of the handle, as well as any additional features like grips or pommels, based on your personal preferences and intended use for the sword.LengthCold Steel Claymores come in various lengths, which can affect the sword's balance and maneuverability. Generally, longer swords provide more reach, while shorter swords are easier to handle in tight spaces. Consider the intended use and your personal preferences when selecting the appropriate length for your Claymore. https://preview.redd.it/4nt5pp1dbq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=815b2177d392ee2ca8e330d6d3f77beda5d921cc WeightWeight is another crucial factor to consider when purchasing a Cold Steel Claymore. These swords can be quite heavy, which may impact their ease of use and portability. Consider your physical abilities and intended use when selecting a Claymore with the right weight for you.AuthenticityIf you're looking for an accurate representation of a historical Claymore, consider the authenticity of the sword you're considering. Some Cold Steel Claymores are designed to replicate specific historical models or patterns, while others may have more modern features. Research the history and characteristics of the Claymore you're interested in to ensure the one you purchase accurately reflects its heritage.Maintenancehttps://preview.redd.it/8f0hb7gdbq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=84ba9210595abfa9571015f440cd9bef567dfdca Like any sword, a Cold Steel Claymore will require regular maintenance to keep it in good working condition. Familiarize yourself with proper cleaning and storage techniques to ensure the longevity of your Claymore and its edge. BudgetFinally, be mindful of your budget when shopping for a Cold Steel Claymore. While quality materials and craftsmanship can be costly, there are also affordable options available. Determine what features and level of authenticity are most important to you, and find a Cold Steel Claymore that fits both your preferences and budget.FAQhttps://preview.redd.it/ty10bcxdbq1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e372a69593421774370a08b2f2df2198471e3bbb What is the origin of the Cold Steel Claymore?The Cold Steel Claymore, an iconic Scottish greatsword, traces its roots to the Scottish medieval era. It was originally a two-handed, double-edged sword known for its distinctive curvature. The design of the Claymore has been preserved for centuries, making it a favorite among collectors and historians.What materials are used in the Cold Steel Claymore?The Cold Steel Claymore is crafted using high-quality materials for durability and authenticity. The sword features a 5-layer steel blade, with alternating layers of stainless steel and high carbon steel, providing flexibility and strength. The handle is made of genuine wood, polished for smoothness and comfort. The overall construction ensures the sword is both functional and decorative.What is the length and weight of the Cold Steel Claymore?The Cold Steel Claymore measures approximately 35.5 inches (90 cm) in length and weighs around 3.5 lbs (1.6 kg). The sword's weight and length make it suitable for both display and practical use.Is the Cold Steel Claymore available in different colors or styles?The Cold Steel Claymore is designed to maintain the historical accuracy of the original medieval sword. Therefore, it comes in a dark, weathered finish, reflecting the sword's age and authenticity. Custom engravings and other modifications may be possible through special order, but it is essential to contact the manufacturer for specific inquiries.What is the warranty or return policy for the Cold Steel Claymore?Cold Steel offers a 21-day return policy for all of their products. Items must be returned in their original packaging, in a "resalable condition. " If the item is damaged or defective, Cold Steel will provide a replacement or refund. It is recommended to contact their customer support for assistance with the return.Are there any safety precautions to follow when handling the Cold Steel Claymore?While the Cold Steel Claymore is designed to be functional, safety is paramount. The sword should only be handled by individuals who have expertise in handling swords or are under professional supervision. The sword should never be pointed at others or used for aggressive actions. Additionally, the sword should be kept in a secure location when not in use to prevent accidents.What is the best way to care for and maintain the Cold Steel Claymore?To maintain the Cold Steel Claymore's durability and appearance, it should be regularly inspected for damages or wear. A properly-handled sword should not require frequent cleaning, but if it does, use a cloth or a soft-bristled brush with mild soap to prevent tarnishing. Store the sword in a cool, dry place, away from direct sunlight to prevent discoloration or damage to the handle.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases. |
2024.05.21 08:35 ConsequenceSure3063 Best Cold Steel Bowie
 | submitted by ConsequenceSure3063 to u/ConsequenceSure3063 [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/p3ktwcfj5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6f10936c0c1a6052e5b4e1f8dee89ed13c88a883 Welcome to our comprehensive review on the Cold Steel Bowie, a premier blade in today's market. In this article, we'll dive deep into the features, design, and performance of this impressive tool, helping you make an informed purchase decision for your next adventure. Get ready to join us on a journey through the world of top-notch knives as we uncover the secrets behind the Cold Steel Bowie. The Top 20 Best Cold Steel Bowie
Reviews🔗Double Agent II by Cold Steel: The Ultimate Special Forces Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/xtmtctrj5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=39f553811f50d6156b4cd2a8a8eeaf30aceea3db The Cold Steel Double Agent II, designed by Zach Whitson, is a versatile and portable knife that is perfect for urban carry. With a blade length of 3 inches and overall length of 7.78 inches, it's thin, flat, and lightweight at just over 3 ounces including the sheath. The star feature of this knife is the double ring handle, which allows you to use it with either a forward or reverse grip, and prevents your hand from sliding forward on the blade. The Japanese Aus 8A stainless steel makes it durable and easy to maintain. The Secure-Ex Neck Sheath provides a secure and easy-to-use carry option. However, the sheath might need some adjustments to ensure a perfect fit for some users. Overall, the Cold Steel Double Agent II is a great choice for self-defense and urban carry, offering a high level of functionality and portability for its price. 🔗Cold Steel Recon Tanto SK-5 Biker Knife with Secure-Ex Sheathhttps://preview.redd.it/m77vb9ek5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7bbf4356d832327c6b4961f94afcb3424d83a363 I recently tried the Cold Steel Recon Tanto SK-5, and I must say, I was truly impressed by this knife. The blade material, SK-5 carbon stainless steel, provided a smooth cut and the razor-sharp edge was exceptional. The handle, made of Kraton, was both comfortable and grippy in my hand. One of the standout features of this knife was its balance. It felt well-proportioned and easy to maneuver, making it a great choice for various tasks, from camping to self-defense. The blade thickness of 5mm added an extra layer of confidence when performing deeper cuts. While the blade material is rust-resistant, the black Tuff-Ex finish on the blade did scratch off quite easily. However, this did not affect the knife's performance or durability. The weight of the knife, at 250 grams, made it a suitable everyday carry, providing a mix of portability and power. Overall, the Cold Steel Recon Tanto SK-5 is a high-quality knife with a durable design and a smooth, sharp edge. It's an excellent choice for those seeking a reliable and versatile fixed blade for their everyday needs or even the most challenging outdoor situations. 🔗SK-5 High Carbon Cold Steel - Chaos Double Edge Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/23bro0nk5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=9199233b82900ee4e9b93ed63fa507619152ee6a One day, I found myself in a situation where I needed a reliable and sturdy knife. After a quick research, I stumbled upon the Cold Steel Chaos, a double-edge fixed blade inspired by the classic trench knives from both World Wars. This knife was designed for modern-day warriors, offering both security and comfort while holding it. Upon holding the knife, the unique D-ring guard made of reinforced 6061 aluminum caught my attention. It allowed me to grip the knife securely, while also protecting my hand from incoming attacks and damage. The 1055 carbon steel pommel was tapered for punyo or butt-strikes, making it perfect to defend myself in a life-threatening scenario. The 7.5-inch SK-5 high carbon blade was available in either double-edge or tanto blade shapes. I opted for the double-edge, as I believed it would provide a more efficient cutting and striking experience. The black Tuff-Ex coating on the blade enhanced corrosion resistance and improved cutting power by reducing friction. The handle, made of 6061 T6 aircraft-grade aluminum, felt solid and secure in my hand. It accommodated a wide range of hand sizes, including mine with average-sized hands. The knife came with a tough Secure-Ex sheath, equipped with a belt loop for dependable and versatile carry. My experience with the Cold Steel Chaos double-edge blade was nothing short of impressive. It offered a perfect balance between form and function in a sleek design. Although it was a bit heavy compared to other knives, its weight contributed to its strength and effectiveness. The knife was sharp, sturdy, and ready for action at all times, making it an excellent addition to my daily life and adventures. 🔗Classic Cold Steel Tanto Point Boot Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/yrpv3t1l5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2cd1170e67e09b7015395396d7719fb3e55b9ce3 As someone who often finds themselves in need of a reliable blade for everyday use, I've had the pleasure of testing out the Cold Steel Kobun. This lightweight Tanto styled boot knife is definitely a handy addition to have on hand. I was instantly impressed by its sharp, reinforced point that contrasts with the thin blades commonly found in other boots knives. One feature that stood out to me was the Kobun's deeply checkered Kraton handle. It offers an excellent grip, making the knife more secure in the hand. The cross section of the handle is also surprisingly thin, while still providing enough thickness to resist turning or shifting. Another notable aspect of the Kobun is that it comes complete with a Secure-Ex sheath. This sturdy sheath makes it easy to attach the knife securely to your belt, ensuring that it remains easily accessible whenever you need it. However, there was one downside that I discovered while using the Kobun. The default clip that was included with the knife was quite weak and didn't hold up well to everyday wear. I had to replace it with a Blade-Tech brand Tek-Lok belt attachment in order to ensure a more secure and reliable attachment to my belt. Overall, the Cold Steel Kobun has been a reliable and versatile companion during my everyday activities. I would highly recommend it to anyone in need of a durable and efficient boot knife for both personal and practical use. 🔗Stylish and durable AK-47 Field Knife by Cold Steelhttps://preview.redd.it/8rgdh9el5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ec614f76a63df7926a19d4cd94067ed8b7cdceff The Cold Steel AK-47 Field Knife has quickly become a favorite amongst those seeking a reliable and sturdy multi-purpose fixed blade. Crafted with CPM3-V steel, this knife boasts a robust design that's perfect for tackling the rigors of everyday life. The stonewashed finish adds an element of toughness, ensuring that this field knife is ready for even the harshest conditions. Equipped with a full tang and integral steel pommel, the AK-47 Field Knife offers both functionality and durability. It also comes with a Secure-Ex sheath, providing the convenience of easy transportation. While this knife may not be ideal for all situations, those who value rugged reliability will appreciate its toughness and versatility. 🔗Versatile Small Fixed Blade Knife for Everyday Usehttps://preview.redd.it/mchz8ftl5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7ae610ee731cfa9fc3166ad519507524923f9487 I recently tried the Cold Steel Mini Tac Fixed Neck Knife Fixed, and I must say it's been a useful addition to my daily life. This compact knife has a sharp, sturdy clip point that's perfect for everyday tasks or when out in the field. The Secure-Ex sheath and steel bead lanyard make it easy to carry and ensure it lasts for many years. The knife's blade is made of 8Cr13MoV steel, which is known for its durability. The blade length is 3 5/8 inches, and it's 2.5mm thick - just enough to make it handy for most tasks. The handle is made of Griv-Ex, which provides a good grip and is easy to hold. However, I noticed that the sheath's retention isn't the best, and the knife has popped out of the sheath a few times during more strenuous activities. Despite this minor issue, I've been quite satisfied with the Cold Steel Mini Tac Fixed Neck Knife Fixed. It's a reliable and versatile tool that can handle various tasks, and it has a reasonable price for its quality. While it may not be the best knife for heavy-duty work, it's a great choice for everyday carry or light field use. 🔗San MAI Recon Tanto Sas Knife - High-Quality VG-10 Stainless Steel Blade with Kray-Ex Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/wjk8vcam5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=4efd4e2f86be959d94fb0eafc15b7a2e548df26b I've been using the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto as my daily pocket knife for the past few months, and I must say, it's a fantastic blade. The handle is made of Black Kray-Ex, providing a solid grip with no rolling or twisting in the hand, even under heavy use. The knife measures 11.75 inches overall, with a blade length of 17.9 cm, making it perfect for various tasks. One of the most impressive features of this Tanto is its blade, made of VG-10 San Mai Stainless Steel. The deep lustrous satin finish on the hollow ground blade bevels and the contrasting line grain finish on the blade flats emphasize the knife's unique appearance. The blade is razor sharp, and I haven't needed much maintenance, even after some heavy use. Although it's not a "do-it-all" knife, the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto is a great medium-sized Tanto. It's been through some rough use, and I'm glad to say it held up well. The knife comes with a thick, high-quality Secure-Ex sheath that has given me years of hard service, keeping my Tanto at my side. Overall, I highly recommend the Cold Steel San MAI Recon Tanto for its cutting capability, durability, and affordable price. 🔗Staunch Carbon Bowie Knife for Survivalhttps://preview.redd.it/ltn3fmkm5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=677bd61f97c292c4603aaf3e6bb81cbadbdaccab This Bowie Bushman 95BBUSK has been a great addition to my outdoor tool collection. The robust construction of this knife is evident in its ability to withstand the rigors of nature. The continuous curved blade is perfect for everyday tasks like cutting branches and slicing through meat, while the strong SK-5 carbon steel used in the blade ensures durability and sharpness. However, I have experienced a couple of drawbacks. The hollow handle can be quite noisy when I'm sawing through larger pieces of wood, and the weight has made it a bit challenging to hold onto during rough usage. I also found the sheath to be a bit too loose, requiring a bit of modification to secure it properly. Overall, the Cold Steel Bowie Bushman 95BBUSK has been a reliable and versatile tool for my adventures, despite the minor drawbacks. If you're looking for a strong, durable knife for a variety of outdoor tasks, this could be the perfect choice for you. 🔗High-Carbon Steel Drop Forged Bowie Knife with Secure Sheathhttps://preview.redd.it/3yn7mhwm5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ca018897211610baa948e032984f283f6b916302 I recently had the pleasure of testing out the Cold Steel 36MK Drop Forged Bowie, and let me tell you, it was quite an experience. The knife is exceptionally well-balanced, making it a joy to hold and use. One of the standout features of this blade is its polished clip point. It's perfect for a variety of tasks, from slicing through cardboard to sharp-edged cuts on hard materials. Now, this knife isn't without its drawbacks. The handle, while comfortable to grip, has a tendency to look and feel like an imitation of something else. It would be great if the scales were made from more high-quality materials. Overall, the Cold Steel 36MK Drop Forged Bowie is a formidable blade that excels in both balance and performance. Its unique design sets it apart from other knives in the market, and its versatility is impressive. Although it has a few minor drawbacks, the pros far outweigh the cons, making it a solid choice for anyone in the market for a dependable and sharp fixed-blade knife. 🔗Premium Bowie Knife with CPM-3V Steel and Griv-Ex Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/fhho1shn5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e3de75d37d03c595caa858493a93413f8c45817d One sunny afternoon, I picked up this Laredo Bowie fixed blade knife from Cold Steel. It has a striking appearance, with its long, heavy clip point blade made from that tough, CPM-3V steel. Trust me, this steel is water and wear resistant, perfect for any task you have in mind. The Griv-Ex handle is a real game-changer, providing a firm grip no matter how slippery your hands might be. To top it all off, the Laredo includes a convenient sheath. Using it, I found it to be a perfect balance. It's a tool you can rely on for any occasion - whether for everyday tasks or as a conversation piece. With its durable blade and sturdy handle, this knife truly lives up to every challenge. However, its weight can be a con, especially during long usage. Overall, the Cold Steel Laredo is a dependable companion, ready to make a difference in your day. 🔗3-V Scout Carry Knife with Black Kray-Ex Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/13hv57nn5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c51a3d9c0d51a17afd3bd63c3ddf178c0b8b0715 As someone who's been on the lookout for a reliable, functional knife for all sorts of scenarios, I was excited to give the Cold Steel Recon Scout Bowie a whirl. Upon arrival, the eye-catching satin finish CPM-3V carbon steel blade had me salivating at the chance to put it through its paces. One of the first things that stood out to me was the balance - it felt perfect, right in front of the brass guard, making for an effortless, comfortable grip. The weight was surprisingly light for such a sturdy knife, despite the substantial 430-gram heft. Even though it was a bit more difficult to sharpen than expected, the edge was more inclined towards chopping wood, which is perfect for users who might use it in the woods for activities like batoning. The black checkered Kray-Ex handle provided a secure, non-slip grip, even in wet conditions. However, there was a slight flaw - the tang did not extend all the way through the handle. I would have appreciated a design similar to the one seen on the Cold Steel Outdoorsman line. One of the main selling points of this knife was its reliability. Users raved about the unyielding strength of the steel, with zero chipping or rolling in various challenging tests. Cutting nails, steel cable, and other demanding tasks was a breeze, making it a solid choice for everyday carry. Despite the minor gripes regarding the knife's design and sharpening, I was overall thrilled with the performance of the Cold Steel Recon Scout Bowie. It truly stands as a well-designed, dependable knife to have in one's everyday carry. 🔗Slim and Effective Steel Surveillance Knife for Self-Defensehttps://preview.redd.it/51k44o0o5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=1dcb198834f739614212e8cd10a534b4dedf03c5 Recently, I've been trying out the Cold Steel Secret Edge 11SDT Knife, and let me tell you, it's been a game-changer. This sleek little thing, perfect for self-defense, fits conveniently under any clothing, making it the ideal secret weapon (if you can keep it that way! ). It's so lightweight, you'll barely notice the half-pound heft, and the 4-inch blade is sharp as a tack – if you're not paying close attention, the edges might leave you astounded, your friends and family, that is. Now, we all know that sharpness can sometimes come at a cost - durability. However, this knife's AUS 8A stainless steel blade seems to handle it all, remaining steady even after some of my more intense activities. The flat ground design does wonders against whatever material it clashes with. The Secret Edge also includes a Secure-Ex sheath, a reliable retention system that's quick to access and deploy without compromising safety—perfect for those urgent moments. And it's equipped with a thin, flat faux G-10 handle, ergonomic enough to stay put in your hand while preventing any slippage or rolling. The three-hole design and aggressively textured surface ensure a grip like no other. However, there are a few minor things that I've picked up on:
🔗Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto: Sleek and Impervious Serrated Knifehttps://preview.redd.it/hjrhifoo5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=54e7173b3bc7f7a0bb288b37cde0274b4146a4c9 I remember the day I brought home my Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto. The sleek black design and the promise of a lightweight yet durable knife piqued my curiosity. It was a perfect addition to my collection of self-defense tools, for those moments when you need to protect yourself and your loved ones. The handle, made of Kraton, felt great in my hand, with its solid grip that remained unaffected by temperature and moisture. It was a great contrast to the Grivory blade finish, which made the knife look even more menacing. I loved how the tanto point blade shape gave a perfect balance between sharpness and durability. However, it wasn't all roses. The Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto felt a bit underwhelming when it came to cutting tasks. Its plastic blade just didn't have the same edge retention as a traditional steel blade, making it not ideal for more demanding tasks like cutting through thick materials. Still, for the price and as a lightweight and corrosion-resistant self-defense tool, the Cold Steel FGX Cat Tanto has proven to be quite the handy piece. It's a unique addition to any collection, and it's been a great conversation starter among my friends and family. 🔗VG-1 San Mai 3 Stainless Steel Cold Steel Oss Hunting Knife with Kray-Ex Handlehttps://preview.redd.it/alynziyo5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7ae56f1b446c65b1cc51877a7a0d8d83b54ff4a7 As a reviewer who has tried the Cold Steel Master Hunter, I can confidently say that it has become my go-to knife for various outdoor activities. One of the features that stood out to me was the comfortable, deeply checkered Kraton grip, which allows for long-term use without any discomfort. The broad, thin blade with a distinct taper provides exceptional cutting ability, edge retention, and ease of resharpening. However, one of the cons I encountered was the knife's tendency to be easily lost due to its minimalistic design. I also noticed that the blade occasionally required additional sharpening, despite its excellent edge retention. Nevertheless, the overall performance and durability of the Master Hunter make it a reliable and versatile tool for all your hunting needs. Buyer's GuideWelcome to the Cold Steel Bowie buyer's guide section. This comprehensive guide will help you understand the essential features, considerations, and advice for the Cold Steel Bowie product category without mentioning specific product picks or external resources. https://preview.redd.it/t6wlqjbq5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=8a21fc90577601b1106c0261eff986299c8d60cb Important Features
ConsiderationsBefore purchasing a Cold Steel Bowie knife, consider your intended use, personal preferences, and the environment where you'll be using the knife. Are you looking for a hunting, camping, or everyday carry knife? Do you prefer a more traditional or contemporary design? How will you store and transport the knife? Answering these questions will help you make the best decision. https://preview.redd.it/4fmgejkq5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d971ba105fffa7c6374629c3ee537459cd34330b General Advice
FAQhttps://preview.redd.it/dvvaqxxq5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=641ef88d0aff2d33d2a5b7cad536e5514e2c4592 What is the Cold Steel Bowie knife known for?The Cold Steel Bowie knife is known for its durability, sharpness, and versatility. It is a popular choice among knife enthusiasts and professionals who require a reliable and effective cutting tool.What materials are used to make the Cold Steel Bowie knife?The Cold Steel Bowie knife is typically manufactured using high-quality stainless steel for its blade and a composite material for its handle. This ensures that the knife remains strong, corrosion-resistant, and comfortable to use. https://preview.redd.it/lf0kubdr5q1d1.jpg?width=720&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=fa8772e1ce69e3187dd7448b91030baf0e87e343 Does the Cold Steel Bowie knife have any specific features?Yes, the Cold Steel Bowie knife features a unique 6-inch blade that is designed for cutting and slicing tasks. It also boasts a textured gripped handle for a secure grip, even in wet or slippery conditions. In addition, the knife comes equipped with a nylon sheath for easy storage and transportation.What are the different variations of the Cold Steel Bowie knife?Cold Steel offers several variations of the Bowie knife, including the [Bowie T-Handle Knife with Grey G10 Handle](https: //www. coldsteelusa. com/Bowie-T-Handle-Knife-with-Grey-G10-Handle), the [Bowie Tactical Knife with Black G10 Handle and Pommel](https: //www. coldsteelusa. com/Bowie-Tactical-Knife-with-Black-G10-Handle-and-Pommel), and the [Nym Bowies 2-Pack of 6-inch Plain Edge Knife with Grey G10 Handles](https: //www. coldsteelusa. com/Nym-Bowies-2-Pack-of-6-inch-Plain-Edge-Knife-with-Grey-G10-Handles).Are there any warranties or guarantees on the Cold Steel Bowie knife?Cold Steel offers a limited lifetime warranty on their products. This means that if the knife is deemed to be defective due to manufacturing errors or materials, it can be replaced or repaired free of charge.What is the best way to maintain my Cold Steel Bowie knife?To maintain your Cold Steel Bowie knife, it is recommended to clean it after every use and keep it dry when not in use. Periodically apply a coating of oil or wax to the blade to prevent rust or corrosion. The knife should also be sharpened regularly to ensure its cutting performance remains optimal.Can I buy replacement parts for my Cold Steel Bowie knife?Yes, Cold Steel offers replacement parts for their knives, which can be purchased directly from their website or through authorized dealers. This includes blades, handles, and other components that may need to be replaced over time.As an Amazon™ Associate, we earn from qualifying purchases. |
2024.05.21 06:07 TypicalSet0 How to fix a too-short/blocky bob?
 | Got my hair cut earlier (meant to be a regular bob, last photos are the reference pictures of an earlier haircut) and they accidentally went too short, and it ended up looking pretty bowl cut-y. When I tuck it behind my ears/pin it back it's not bad, but in general it feels way too heavy and dense (I also just have very thick hair so it's not fully the haircut's fault). Is there anything I can do to fix it without taking off too much more overall length? I've cut my own bangs a lot in the past so I'm fairly comfortable doing small trims on myself, but I'll go to a salon if needed, I'm just not sure what to ask them for. I attached pictures of the current cut and how it looks tucked in. submitted by TypicalSet0 to Hair [link] [comments] |
2024.05.21 05:08 Weirdo_kid7 I’m going through a lot right now and just really need to vent.
Before I begin, I’m warning you that this is gonna be very long.
I’m closeted FtM trans.
To put a very long story short, after an entire childhood of gender dysphoria, denial, crisis of identity, and religious turmoil, I came to the realization that I’m most likely trans in December 2023-January 2024. It’s been both a blessing and a curse—for the first time I’m completely honest with myself about my real feelings and identity, and I’m no longer telling myself lies—which has all been very mentally and emotionally freeing. But at the same time, in another way, it’s absolutely killing me.
I was born and raised in Mississippi, and I’m currently still living there. I’m at the heart of the Bible Belt. I was born into your classic southern Christian family, where principles of Christianity have been pounded into my head since birth. I personally have had major issues with my religion for years now, and I currently have no idea what the fuck I believe as far as Christianity or anything else religious. But all of my loved ones are devout Christians, through and through.
My Christian loved ones have very passionate political views—and they heavily discriminate against the LGBTQ+ community. So obviously, if I ever come out to them, it’s gonna an absolute train wreck. I’m more than likely gonna get disowned and cut off by most of them, if not all.
But I think the thing that makes it so bad is this…
In the community including my family, people from my church, and teachers/staff from my school, I am honestly very, very loved. I have a reputation of being a very kind, repspectful, talented, and dependable person. (Well, if you were gonna ask them, a kind, respectful, talented, and dependable “yOuNg LaDy” 🙄.) Me coming out to them would hurt not only myself, but also they who have always adored me so much and done so many things for me. My loved ones would be absolutely distraught if they knew, and would be in absolute disbelief that the sweet kid they all once loved so much was now one of the “queers.” Would I be abandoning them by being openly trans? Would I be selfish for choosing my identity over those who loved me selflessly?
But at the same time they make me so fucking angry, and make me not want to give a fuck whether they disown me or not. I won local and state art competitions throughout my whole childhood; I played the piano at church and made them all proud; I graduated with highest honors; I made countless works of art to help my church; I’ve used my artistic abilities to make memorable gifts for my loved ones; I designed the literal sign for my church that is displayed outside; I won a damn Good Citizenship award at my graduation—but that would all go out the fucking window. That one act of me telling them I’m trans would ruin their whole perception of me, and make them hate me. Nothing about all the things that made them love me would matter anymore—they would only be ashamed of my newfound identity. That makes me mad as hell. When I really think about that—how they would only love me as their precious young lady and not anything else—I tend to ask myself, is that really the kind of people I want in my life? Hypocrites who will immediately stop loving me just on account of one decision they didn’t like? Do they really love the true me?
At the very end of February 2024, I was literally having chest pains from anxiety caused by keeping all this to myself. I had to leave school and go to the doctor for it. Later that evening my dad asked me if there had been anything bothering me lately—and somehow I trusted to tell him. I told him about my religious issues, and that “I’ve always wished I had been a boy” (didn’t say I was trans—simply just that sentence). He and my mom were very stunned, and didn’t really know what to say. Later it got aggressive though, with my dad yelling “WHAT THE HELL HAS PUT IT INTO YOUR HEAD THAT YOU WANNA BE A BOY?!” and then going on this whole talk where he basically told me I was out of my fucking mind for having a thought such as that. At one point he also began to mock my struggles: “You want to be a boy? I’ll shave your head bald and make you work out in the woods with me, (he owns a logging business) then I’ll treat you like a boy. What’s your boy name gonna be, huh—John? Bob? George?” My parents sent me to talk to the preacher at our church about it and my uncertainty in religion, which went nowhere. Since then my parents and I haven’t had any in depth conversations on the topic—and now they’re really just seeming to go along like the whole debacle never happened.
It’s all just been so shitty for me since then. Before then too, but especially after. My parents are too closed minded to understand what I’m really going through, and they’ve just seemed to double down on treating me like a girl since I somewhat told them about my gender identity issues. They’re just convinced that “the Lord will help me” and that none of this is truly real. I’ve just felt so angry at them for not taking the time to just really think about how I’m truly feeling with all this, and it’s made me not want to be around them much—which I hate, because I honestly love my parents so much, and I don’t want to have a strained relationship with them. But it’s like I just can’t help it.
I am constantly anxious, thinking about what things may be like when/if I ever come out to my loved ones. It is gonna be absolutely horrendous. More than horrendous. Thankfully there are four supportive people in my life who I trust with this issue, who I’ve talked to about having dysphoria and being uncertain in my gender identity. I haven’t even completely come out to them yet—not only because it’s nerve racking, but also cause I want to be absolutely, 100% sure that I really am trans, and not actually just a tomboy or possibly nonbinary. Since January 2024 I’ve been dressing/presenting more masc, and I’ve definitely felt more comfortable like that than from when I was wearing dresses, heavy makeup, high heels, etc. Doing research on what it really means to be trans, learning about the difference between gender and sex, and finding out about intersex people have all also helped me feel more comfortable in my identity. At the moment I really do feel like I’m trans—but I want to give it more time in case I realize I’m actually not, especially because it’s only been about 5-6 months since this all really started.
I am now 18 and have just graduated high school. Legally I can move out of my parents’ house, but financially, there’s no way I could do that right now. I’m trying to find a job so that I can begin to save up and hopefully move into an apartment or something when I’m in college or right after I’m done with college. Moving out and away from the community I’m from would offer a lot more freedom for me to continue on this journey and actually be who I am—I currently can’t even get my hair cut short because of my parents’ authority, for fucks sake.
Graduating has also been especially hard on me, for three main reasons: 1. It’s now about to get real. If I choose to come out as a trans adult, I’m about to face who knows what, and I’ll no longer be able to fall back on being that shy, closeted trans kid in high school. 2. I will no longer be seeing my supportive friends regularly, which has been one of the main things helping me through all this so far. 3. I have received so much love and support from my religious loved ones on graduating and my achievements in school. Like I literally got $2,000+ worth of graduation gift money. I am so grateful for all of this—and it just makes the thought of “Wow, none of these people will give a crap about me anymore when/if I come out” so much worse. Maybe I’m just assuming the worst, and maybe not everyone would disown me for being trans—but I don’t know.
So to sum this all up, I’m basically scared for my future as a trans person, and I really have no idea how things are gonna go from here. And the thing that makes it so bad is that it feels like literally no one is on my side, except for my four friends.
Well that’s all I’ve really got for now, I guess. You’re a real one if you made it this far. I genuinely thank you for taking the time to read all this.
submitted by Weirdo_kid7 to trans [link] [comments]
I’m closeted FtM trans.
To put a very long story short, after an entire childhood of gender dysphoria, denial, crisis of identity, and religious turmoil, I came to the realization that I’m most likely trans in December 2023-January 2024. It’s been both a blessing and a curse—for the first time I’m completely honest with myself about my real feelings and identity, and I’m no longer telling myself lies—which has all been very mentally and emotionally freeing. But at the same time, in another way, it’s absolutely killing me.
I was born and raised in Mississippi, and I’m currently still living there. I’m at the heart of the Bible Belt. I was born into your classic southern Christian family, where principles of Christianity have been pounded into my head since birth. I personally have had major issues with my religion for years now, and I currently have no idea what the fuck I believe as far as Christianity or anything else religious. But all of my loved ones are devout Christians, through and through.
My Christian loved ones have very passionate political views—and they heavily discriminate against the LGBTQ+ community. So obviously, if I ever come out to them, it’s gonna an absolute train wreck. I’m more than likely gonna get disowned and cut off by most of them, if not all.
But I think the thing that makes it so bad is this…
In the community including my family, people from my church, and teachers/staff from my school, I am honestly very, very loved. I have a reputation of being a very kind, repspectful, talented, and dependable person. (Well, if you were gonna ask them, a kind, respectful, talented, and dependable “yOuNg LaDy” 🙄.) Me coming out to them would hurt not only myself, but also they who have always adored me so much and done so many things for me. My loved ones would be absolutely distraught if they knew, and would be in absolute disbelief that the sweet kid they all once loved so much was now one of the “queers.” Would I be abandoning them by being openly trans? Would I be selfish for choosing my identity over those who loved me selflessly?
But at the same time they make me so fucking angry, and make me not want to give a fuck whether they disown me or not. I won local and state art competitions throughout my whole childhood; I played the piano at church and made them all proud; I graduated with highest honors; I made countless works of art to help my church; I’ve used my artistic abilities to make memorable gifts for my loved ones; I designed the literal sign for my church that is displayed outside; I won a damn Good Citizenship award at my graduation—but that would all go out the fucking window. That one act of me telling them I’m trans would ruin their whole perception of me, and make them hate me. Nothing about all the things that made them love me would matter anymore—they would only be ashamed of my newfound identity. That makes me mad as hell. When I really think about that—how they would only love me as their precious young lady and not anything else—I tend to ask myself, is that really the kind of people I want in my life? Hypocrites who will immediately stop loving me just on account of one decision they didn’t like? Do they really love the true me?
At the very end of February 2024, I was literally having chest pains from anxiety caused by keeping all this to myself. I had to leave school and go to the doctor for it. Later that evening my dad asked me if there had been anything bothering me lately—and somehow I trusted to tell him. I told him about my religious issues, and that “I’ve always wished I had been a boy” (didn’t say I was trans—simply just that sentence). He and my mom were very stunned, and didn’t really know what to say. Later it got aggressive though, with my dad yelling “WHAT THE HELL HAS PUT IT INTO YOUR HEAD THAT YOU WANNA BE A BOY?!” and then going on this whole talk where he basically told me I was out of my fucking mind for having a thought such as that. At one point he also began to mock my struggles: “You want to be a boy? I’ll shave your head bald and make you work out in the woods with me, (he owns a logging business) then I’ll treat you like a boy. What’s your boy name gonna be, huh—John? Bob? George?” My parents sent me to talk to the preacher at our church about it and my uncertainty in religion, which went nowhere. Since then my parents and I haven’t had any in depth conversations on the topic—and now they’re really just seeming to go along like the whole debacle never happened.
It’s all just been so shitty for me since then. Before then too, but especially after. My parents are too closed minded to understand what I’m really going through, and they’ve just seemed to double down on treating me like a girl since I somewhat told them about my gender identity issues. They’re just convinced that “the Lord will help me” and that none of this is truly real. I’ve just felt so angry at them for not taking the time to just really think about how I’m truly feeling with all this, and it’s made me not want to be around them much—which I hate, because I honestly love my parents so much, and I don’t want to have a strained relationship with them. But it’s like I just can’t help it.
I am constantly anxious, thinking about what things may be like when/if I ever come out to my loved ones. It is gonna be absolutely horrendous. More than horrendous. Thankfully there are four supportive people in my life who I trust with this issue, who I’ve talked to about having dysphoria and being uncertain in my gender identity. I haven’t even completely come out to them yet—not only because it’s nerve racking, but also cause I want to be absolutely, 100% sure that I really am trans, and not actually just a tomboy or possibly nonbinary. Since January 2024 I’ve been dressing/presenting more masc, and I’ve definitely felt more comfortable like that than from when I was wearing dresses, heavy makeup, high heels, etc. Doing research on what it really means to be trans, learning about the difference between gender and sex, and finding out about intersex people have all also helped me feel more comfortable in my identity. At the moment I really do feel like I’m trans—but I want to give it more time in case I realize I’m actually not, especially because it’s only been about 5-6 months since this all really started.
I am now 18 and have just graduated high school. Legally I can move out of my parents’ house, but financially, there’s no way I could do that right now. I’m trying to find a job so that I can begin to save up and hopefully move into an apartment or something when I’m in college or right after I’m done with college. Moving out and away from the community I’m from would offer a lot more freedom for me to continue on this journey and actually be who I am—I currently can’t even get my hair cut short because of my parents’ authority, for fucks sake.
Graduating has also been especially hard on me, for three main reasons: 1. It’s now about to get real. If I choose to come out as a trans adult, I’m about to face who knows what, and I’ll no longer be able to fall back on being that shy, closeted trans kid in high school. 2. I will no longer be seeing my supportive friends regularly, which has been one of the main things helping me through all this so far. 3. I have received so much love and support from my religious loved ones on graduating and my achievements in school. Like I literally got $2,000+ worth of graduation gift money. I am so grateful for all of this—and it just makes the thought of “Wow, none of these people will give a crap about me anymore when/if I come out” so much worse. Maybe I’m just assuming the worst, and maybe not everyone would disown me for being trans—but I don’t know.
So to sum this all up, I’m basically scared for my future as a trans person, and I really have no idea how things are gonna go from here. And the thing that makes it so bad is that it feels like literally no one is on my side, except for my four friends.
Well that’s all I’ve really got for now, I guess. You’re a real one if you made it this far. I genuinely thank you for taking the time to read all this.
2024.05.21 04:29 featherwinglove Tightniks Run One: You Probably Should Go...
[Run Zero chapter: https://redd.it/1csb71x not every run will have a chapter; it won't be long before there are multiple runs per chapter.]
Portal load: Agility 1, Bait 3, Trumps 1, Pheromones 1, Packrat 1, Motivation 1, Power 2, Toughness 2, Looting 5, Discipline Challenge, 54 of 54 He allocated, 7.8% AP at start.
[This is probably the lowest helium load I've ever done, and sorta keeping my own advice on a recent Reddit post, Bait and Looting are up. Especially Looting, but it's not like I don't always do something like this.]
The human emerges from the glowing green mist and hits the ground. Groans. Pushes against that ground, trying to get back up. I feel really heavy. I'm not that fat, am I? He's got a dark blue button-down shirt on. A uniform? A shoulder patch. Rolls over- Ah, what's that? His shoulder pressed into something hard and metallic, He reaches over and his hand naturally seems to find a folding handle. He pulls it out from under himself and gets it up on his chest, sort of in a semi-comfortable position to hold it up and look at the screen while lying on his back. Some fiddling around the edges gets the power button pressed and the screen lights up with:
"Manual portal activation 1 successful: Void enabled. / 54 He loaded / Discipline challenge active / Total portal activation 955"
"Kakka," its one of his trimps.
'My' trimps? The human sets aside the portal pad and gets up.
Are you the guy? They all seem to be looking at him, as though they have a frickin' huge problem to solve and they need his help to solve it.
32s: First trap.
Do you bite? It doesn't matter much to us. The trimps look hopefully up at him through the trap's grating, We're so friggin' screwed.
I didn't think four of you could fit in there! He opens it and they all start following him around like imprinted hatchling birds. It seems his tactic of making a catch-alive trap confirmed to them that he was 'the guy' to help solve whatever problem...
26m42s: Z2c15, 58 pop, 7.7s RC with Z1/2; 29m44s: Fresh turkimp c25.
"Hey, buddy," he says to his first scientist, "can you speak yet?"
"Shijou?" it says, then it starts writing, "Hi Tightniks."
"Who do you mean 'Tightniks'?" he asks, "I mean, it's not like I remember my own name, but what makes you think it's Tightniks?"
"Tai," it points right at him with one paw.
"Just pointing at me isn't going to answer that," he chuckles.
The trimp's hands are quite prehensile, but it's hard to tell without it holding something, they don't seem able to make their fingers visually distinguishable. [Puchim@s all the puchidoru, although some have big round hands and some have small pointy hands; Takanya is the latter. Probably Final Fantasy Red XIII as well, but I'm not familiar enough with him to be satisfied.] This one starts climbing up his leg.
"Wait, wait," he stops it. It's a challenge to stoop in this gravity, but not as much of one as carrying a trimp. He gets down on his knees and back on his haunches and-
"Tai," it points again to a spot on his chest just left of his heart, then climbs on his lap and grabs his uniform at that spot, "Tai!"
He looks down and sees "Tightniks" embroidered into the fabric above his pocket. "Ah," he sighs, "Well, if that's my name, that's my name."
"Shijou," it gives him a friendly whack on the shoulder.
2h38m55s: Mskel in Z11c3.
"Hey guys?" Tightniks points at his bone box, waving his finger, "Does anyone remember where these came from?"
"Nope," the yellow one says.
"Yeah, there are 12 more in here than we got kills to account for," Tightniks says.
"I've been getting a sense of deja vu about just about everything," the red one points at the metal box on the strap over his shoulder, "That's a big exception. Any clues there?"
"It says it's for something called a DT Experimental Industries Time Portal," the human shrugs, "I have no idea what it's talking about, honest."
3h25m46s: Block PB, 0.3% AP sub-4h, 540 pop, 8.3s RC, no turkimp
That thing is beeping? He takes a look at his TPCS pad and he's got a message saying that he finished the Block in under 4 hours and there's a little attack bonus- Under 4 hours? It's been over 4 days!! Checking the time on the device reveals that the portal times in terms of a "map frame" out there in space, and the passage of time has been vastly dilated on this planet.
4h15m56s: Zone 15, 954 pop, 11.9s RC with Z14/60, no turkimp.
"Tightniks," the yellow one comes back from the second full bin to the filling third bin, watching the human fold up another of his very first inventions, the very first thing he built after jumping through the mysterious green phenomenon exiting the crashed ship, "Why in blazes are you building so many traps?"
The human had finished another and tossed it into the bin, then picked up the now ever-present portal control pad, gets it out of auto-sleep and called up the "Achievement Points" page. "I have this weird hunch," he says.
"Deja vu? That familiar feeling we always have?" the yellow one inquires politely, slightly tilting its head.
"May I?" Tightniks turns up his hand and waves it up and down in a lifting gesticulation, then points at the trap pile.
"Sure," the yellow one understands, "if you'll put me back down after."
The human sets the pad down, stoops at the knees and gets his arms under the yellow trimp scientist's front limbs and lifts it up onto that stack of traps with a grunt; it is an impressive demonstration of his improving strength against the planet's high gravity. Then he picks up the pad again and points at one of the blank purple squares near the bottom.
"You don't know what that is," the yellow one says, "Are we going after that first one that is readable?"
"Yes," the human nods, "it's for finishing something called a Dimension of Anger, whatever that is, before getting something called Bounty."
"Whatever that is," the trimp chuckles.
"No, I know what it is," the human says, "I remember it being access to a resource-rich area on the other side of a green Wall we'll find with our next map route. It doubles our resource production."
"That would be handy," the yellow one says.
"Hmm," he nods, "But all the traps are for this one," pointing at the third square in the top row of the array the pad labels "Feats", the second of three that are purple.
"Oh," a stylus materializes in the yellow one's paw, "Well, all it says is 2.5%. It doesn't say how to get it. Something to do with traps?"
"Something to do with traps," the human chuckles, "that's only convenient to do now."
4h29m46s...
Other trimps can understand the grey one better than the human, "Shijou shijou shijou?" is what a human ear would hear, but it's really asking the yellow one, "You mean he knew it was going to be here?"
"Yeah," the yellow one nods.
"Well, it's gotta be that pad none of us finds familiar," the grey one insists.
"I don't think so," the yellow one argues, "He showed the reason for all these traps to me on the pad, and the information is not yet available there."
"Well, it can't be just a coincidence," the grey one grumbles.
6h23m16s: Our first void map dropped.
"What is that?" The red one asks the yellow one. It grabs a stick and lifts the strange square object up by an edge from as far away as he can.
"I have no idea," The yellow one says.
"It seems to have some sort of cooling effect," the red one says, looking underneath it, having tilted it up with the stick, "Like it's not just cold, but actually cooling down, as though it were the opposite of on fire."
"Shijou," the grey one says, holding a note.
"It's a void map. Grab it with a blanket and put it on the cart please. - Tightniks"
"Shijou shijou," the grey one clarifies, "The new pad said 'void enabled'. Guessing it's that."
10h06m21s: Zone 21, 1975 pop, 19.6s RC with Z20/232, no turkimp.
"Ooooookay," Tightniks growls, "There is something off about this thing."
"Shijou?" the grey one looks at the yellow one with concern about their human starship pilot friend.
The human stoops, picks up the little green gem on the ridge between Zone 20 and 21, looks at it, huffs, and asks, "Any idea where this comes from?"
"Err..." the red one seems hesitant to say, "I think you made it."
"Really?" the human huffs, "How could that be?" Then he tosses it at Red, "See if anything reacts to it. It might be radioactive, so we should take turns to minimize exposure."
"Really?" Red's holding it now, "What makes you say that?"
"Because I'm pissed off for no reason I can figure out," the human says, "I think it's coming from-" he gasps, "Waitamint!" He starts searching for the portal pad.
"Frags," the red one says quickly, "I think it's arranging a route. You're good with maps," it tosses the gem to the grey scientist.
The human has his portal pad up and reads aloud, "You have the Discipline challenge active. Tweak the portal to- yada yada yada. Tiss tiss t- completing The Dimension Of Anger will cause Trimp damage to return to normal." He snaps his fingers, "That's gotta be it."
"Shijou," the grey one says hopefully, and has a map drawn within a few minutes.
12h30m06s: Portal, 45 He, 3.600 He/hr, 2098 pop, 18.3s RC, 1% AP for Portal-before-Bounty.
The last head of the map's boss monster goes limp as one of the fighting trimps' dagger points goes into it, and the huge thing settles on its tail, resting on the package that seems to be the prize of this map. And there's a popping sound, and then something mechanical.
Is that a scroll compressor? Tightniks looks at the package. The deflating monster's lifting envelope material drapes over everything underneath it. "Red, Shijou!" he snaps and points, "roll up that side of it. Keep this part from sucking down on the extractor nozzle!"
All fifty of the scientists jump in, literally, pushing the gas in the bag towards the compressor. Tightniks as well, rolling up the front.
Until he kicks, and nearly trips over, a smaller package that might be the explanation for the reason why the center of the monster's defense seemed to be a little away from the big package he could see. It's in the right place, he realizes. He gets it uncovered and reads stenciled-and-sprayed block letters on it:
"DT TIME PORTAL / THIS SIDE DOWN"
Perhaps the Dimension of Anger is so named because of the rage suddenly rising up in Tightniks' throat. It isn't so much as the free-floating aggression suddenly has an answer, there is definitely a fresh batch of rage and anger as he grips the nearest Dagger V, Mark 2 with both hands- ...I must have gotten used to destroying it at some point. He lets go of his weapon with his right hand first and dangles his left arm while holdi-
Refocusing on surviving the next few seconds, the pilot turns on the radar for the final approach and takes a last look around, then straight ahead at his forward camera and primary flight display...
He crouches, sets the dagger down gently, then starts clearing the debris from the box's grab iron. He tries to lift it- Damn, this is heavy!
Surprised at this turn of events, his two oldest scientists, Grey and Yellow, rush to either side of him and help out. They get it flipped over and read the other side of the device, Tightniks chuckles a bit at its predictability:
"DT TIME PORTAL / THIS SIDE UP" There's a square cutout in the middle of one side of it, with a sliding cover at the bottom of it.
"Thanks," he pats his scientists, "but back off, please." He gets the cover unlatched, and slides it open to see, first a big rainbow-colored wide data cable and card edge connector, then several fluid ports. "There's something missing," he says aloud as he gets the cover completely off and onto the grass, "this connects to some-" he's got the wide flat cable up in his hand, realizing what it plugs into. He looks at his scientists, lips trembling, "G-g-g-get the pad."
The grey one already has the survival data pad and offers it to him.
"No, the other pad," Tightniks clarifies, "The big one. The big one," he picks up wide flat rainbow cable and its edge socket in one hand, "It goes here," he points at it with the other. "It must have come with me end of the last cycle."
Both the yellow one and the red one bring it, one on each side.
"Thank you," the human takes it, gets its hinge lugs on the trunnions at the top of each corner of the cavity, then gets the cable connector on the card edge in the pad's base recess, "See, that's where it came from." It comes on:
"12h30m05s: You have completed the Discipline challenge, unlocking a new memory-enable coolant loop and restoring your trimps to normal combat discipline."
"Do you have any idea what that's about?" the yellow one points at the edge of the left side.
"That's-" Tightniks examines it, then suddenly realizes, "It's gotta be for the void map."
He's got a port cover open, and the bottom of it says, "NULLIFIUM/VOID HEIRLOOM INTERFACE"
"Shijou?" the grey one brings the blanket-wrapped void map.
The human clears an edge of the map; doesn't seem to matter which one, and then gets it into the slot. It disappears and the blanket settles down while the environment goes deep blue and suddenly goes super cold. "Hoe Lee!" he shivers, wrapping the blanket around himself, "I hope this isn't too much of a Napolean-Hitler Maneuver!" He glances around, but all the trimps don't seem to discomforted by the sudden cold.
12h35m24s: Void 1, 55 He, 4.369 He/hr, 2098 pop, 18.3s RC, first void AP 1% and 0.3% AP for 100 He simultaneously, we got a rare shield, but it's lame with attack, storage, and empty.
As the environment around them return to normal, the trimps cheer over the deflated corpse of the- ...whatever, who give a hoot? Tightniks finds a flurry of messages on the portal screen, two regard APs, one is about having recovered 10 He units, and the big one was about a "shield". Through the touchscreen, he enables it, and gets the status effects that it's talking about.
"Where to now, boss?" the yellow one asks, Tightniks can feel the draft off the cold trimps. They seem to be extraordinarily robust ectotherms, unlike him.
"Let's go back to that friggin' Wall, where it's warmer," he shivers, "We got that AP and could use the resources." As he leads them to the L15 route, he thinks, Maybe I did that void too early. It takes on the level of our most recently entered Zone, and the resources probably go up accordingly. [I did for character reasons after seriously considering running it at Z25 or 30.]
12h49m37s: Nursery unlocked.
"Four hundred thousand gems!" the human squeaks, "Are you kidding me?"
Grey and Yellow glance at each other, the former says "Shijou?" and starts doodling a real answer.
"I'm not sure if you've noticed, but young trimps have special diets for healthy bones," the yellow one explains.
"You eat gems?" the human gasps.
"Shijou," Grey says with a shit eating grin just above a little sign that says, "Babies eat aluminate, and gems are the best!"
"Do they like the taste?" Tighniks tosses a gem from the helium compressor in the direction of the nearest house.
"Uh-Uuuuh!" after it bounces off a paving stone, a yellow juvenile with red head fur jumps into the air to catch it in its mouth. [Puchim@s Yayo. Liek seriously, she jumps after pennies.]
13h32m59s: Zone 25, 84 He, 6.199 He/hr, 2217 pop, 52.6s RC with Z24/568, no turkimp.
It has an unusually light colored body, dark head fur that lies flat, and for trimp tails, wide and not all that prehensile, reminds Tightniks of a- ...he remembers what the animal looks like, but not that his home planet is called Earth nor that the animal is called a tanuki raccoon. Just the tail, the rest of the trimp looks like a trimp for the most part. Oh yeah, the mining foreman. [Puchim@s Yukipo] He turns to Red and asks, "What's wrong with it?"
"It's in a bad mood," the red one answers.
"I can tell," Tightniks glares angrily at the red one for a moment, cools off, takes a breath, and asks kindly, "Why is it in a bad mood?"
"We've never been out this far," the yellow one offers, "...well, with the portal captured at least. Now, it was in a good mood before it got near the cart after we started this zone. Something new on the cart?"
Tightniks approaches the mopey mining foreman and asks it, "What's the matter, little fella?"
It sighs, then starts struggling to climb [see 1x6] onto the compressor cart. Tightniks helps it up with a lift, then it goes to the portal pad and turns it on, opens up the coolant page, the challenges tab there, and sort of sighs and looks questioningly at him.
"Metal challenge:" the pad reads, "Tweak the portal to bring you to an alternate reality, where the concept of Miners does not exist..."
"Oh," Tightniks realizes, then huffs, "That explains the bad mood." He sits down with the mining foreman trimp and brushes its tail, "Don't worry, my friend. You'll be back after one cycle, and I'm sure I'll miss you and your miners. These guys," he nods at the scientists, "we're scared they wouldn't be back when I first used it on purpose, but they came back. If there's a 'Science challenge' later on, I'll have you and not them-"
The scientists flinch.
"It'll be okay," he assures the mining foreman he hasn't yet realized has fallen comfortably asleep in his lap, "It'll be okay, buddy."
16h11m02s: Gymnastic Z25 taken and gyms rapidly increasing now.
The 710 fighting trimps are majestic with their new gymnastic skill and nearly impossible to hit. Only occasionally did the gorillimp do damage. They took it down easily.
Then the dragimp they faced next blew them away with a fireball that made Tightniks flinch. It took him a second to get the dragimp back in his bee nickels. The next group was all ready to relieve their fallen comrades before they went down, even without the welcoming traps for the wild volunteers (of which Tightniks has just started into the 41st bin of ten thousand.) The dragimp can do nothing to them; anything that hits gets deflected by their V-8 shields; they never got sufficiently blindsided.
[Funny: V-8 is a veggie drink similar to clamato juice I can't find anymore, but it's really five-eight, which just happens to be the squadron number of the cast in Space: Above and Beyond. Herp-a-derp!]
19h11m12s: Spammed some random biome maps...
"Tai?" the grey one looks up at the human holding a little sign, "Last couple zones, you've been mapping a lot of random biome routes we never used. Is there any point to that?"
"Stats," the human says, fitting another one together, "Oh, and this," he tosses the trimp the completed forest route map."
As it registers in the portal system, the pad starts beeping and flashing its screen.
"What?" Tightniks sneers incredulously, "There's an AP for that?" He checks and sure enough, there's a 5% Achievement Point for making a 'perfect' map, by a full notch the biggest AP so far.
The yellow one was relaxing on the corner of the latest filled up trap bin, the 49th, notices, and leans back, "Yarey yarey..." shaking its head.
19h13m28s: Uberhouse taken.
"Shijou," the grey one stands at Tightniks feet holding a small book.
Tightniks takes a brief break from his trapmaking and stoops for his oldest scientist.
"Shijou," the grey one bobs the small book in its hands to offer it to Tightniks.
"Flush toilets and septic systems?" Tightniks reads, "You do this yourself?"
"Oh, don't you wish," the red one snickers, "No, it was in that perfect route you mapped up."
20h39m26s: Zone 30, 161 He, 7.794 He/hr, 4656 pop, 20N, 74.5s RC with Z29/1735, no turkimp, 2.5% AP for sub-60 He Z30 start...
"Oh?" Tightniks has an Ax V-3 over one shoulder and screws the helium hose connector to the portal system with one hand. He grunts, sounds kinda disappointed, sets the ax down and continues working on his massive pile of traps; he's almost finished the 55th of, he just learned, 100 huge bins.
The mining foreman had struggled up onto the cart to see, and just looks baffled. It usually looks a bit lost just as part of its demeanor, but this time it looks really quite confused, and makes rather bemused sounds too.
"Oh, what is this?" Red jumps up on the cart, sounding like it's gotta be silly.
The mining foreman climbs back down and spots a purple ore vein, makes a happy sound and pulls its shovel out of its back pocket to start digging into it.
[OC: This is not even close to an exaggeration vs. OG Puchim@s Yukipo who, in 1x2, just pulls out her shovel from nowhere and digs a hole through Project 765's indoor tile-and-concrete office floor to have a nap in the cold open of a 137 second long cartoon episode. Never run out of mushroom boxes! Also, 2nd season Golden Week gold medallion, she and Yayo dig into a volcanic island and hit an oil gusher ...you don't need to know much geology to realize...]
"Really?" Red groans, "Sheesh."
What's on the pad? "Hoarder: Have over 1 million traps at once, 2.5% damage."
20h48m06s: Gateways.
"Hmm," Tightniks pauses from his trap building and gazes over where they came from.
"Thinking of something?" the yellow one asks from the stack he's building under his feet as he puts the most recent trap on the pile.
"Yunno, we have a lot of territory back there that should be pretty pleasant to live in," Tightniks says, "You'd think we should be able to just map an enemy-free route that trimps can just sit down and live peacefully in. I'd love to be able to do that."
"Shijou," the grey one is at his feet with a massive shit-eating grin, not really "hiding" a big piece of documentation behind its back. Obviously it's not so dumb as to realize that it isn't concealed. It then pulls it out and offers it to the human, "Shijou."
"What's this-" the human gasps, "Are you kidding?"
"Shijou."
"Well?" the yellow one prompts, "Let's friggin' try it, shall we?"
21h34m53s...
For some odd reason, that quiet little mining foreman is on the trap pile, fiddling around. Seems to be trying to arm one, has the spring catch on-
"Hey, buddy!" the human notices, "What are you-"
SPROING and it goes flying through the air. Does a few flips and turns, and then sticks the landing, strikes a pose, and makes a happy sound. [op cit. 1x57]
"What the-" Tightniks says, scratching his head, I wonder how much more damage the fighters could avoid if they could do stuff like that.
"Shijou," the grey one is carefully copying out the trimpese from a tattered and dusty scroll.
"What is that?" Tightniks asks.
"Where mining buddy learned that flip," Yellow says from the cart with feet playfully dangling, "another gymnastic book we picked up a few NMEs back. Probably another chapter from the same book, actually. It seems to have been torn apart and scattered."
"Is that right, bud-" the human looks around, can't seem to find the mining foreman, "Buddy, where are you?" It can't move so fast as to get out of sight this quickly!
"Po-wee!" it cheers from the bottom of its latest hole, which is beside a pile of rich bluish-greenish copper ore, onto which another shovelful flies out of the hole onto it.
22h44m17s: Zone 32, 205 He, 9.016 He/hr, 9548 pop, 30N, 37.7s RC with Z31/2712, no tkp.
"You should probably go," Red whispers.
The exhausted human has just sat down for a nap after tossing yet another trap into the huge bin stenciled "61".
"Really, I mean it," the red trimp scientist gently sets a paw on the pilot's shoulder, "Listen to sense please. Charge all this helium and use the portal; it'll make us so much stronger."
"Only 392 thousand to go," Tightniks sighs, "All the ones I've made go to waste if I use it now. I know it's only a two-and-a-halfer, but if I go now, I'll never be in de-" his head slumps into the nodding-off of post-all-nighter fatigue, "moo."
Red and the mining foreman help the snoring human gently down onto his side. The former quietly asks the latter, "Do you think he's doing the right thing?"
The mining foreman makes a particularly delighted squeak, grabs its latest flask of leafy-flowery infusion, which is just now cool enough not to punish such a maneuver with a nasty burn, and upends the whole thing in a couple seconds. It then bounds off joyfully towards the big pit mine over there. It does not often lead the general laborers because of the gymnastic and shield driven block fight, which needs wood, but it happens to be doing so today.
Yellow stands next to the grumbling unhappy green lumber foreman trimp, who is standing on the head of its dual bit ax with its chin on the end of the haft sticking up from the head on the ground. "Cheer up!" the yellow scientist gently prods it in the elbow, "There isn't a Lumber challenge."
1d00h20m05s: Zone 33, 229 He, 9.410 He/hr, 10120 pop, 50N, 40.8s RC with Z32/3390, no turkimp.
"It's a familiar smell," the human says.
"There's no way we've been out this far since whatever it is that shtfed Trimp civilization," Red grumbles. [Word based on acronym SHTF, which stands for "stuff hits the fan" in its G-rated version. Long time ago, similarly derived "nsfw" was a kerbalese cuss word.]
"I think it's from before that," Tightniks clarifies, "from before the time loop stuff."
"I'm worried our fighting group is nearly a third of our population," Yellow sighs.
"Casualties bother you?" Tightniks asks, "I thought we talked about that."
"It's taking forever to breed up new groups, and these things, *snap* ow," Yellow didn't quite touch that one the right way, "you've got 661 thousand of are too small to help. If you don't go now, this will probably be our last Coordination and we won't be able to finish the next zone."
1d06h52m14s: Gymnastic Z35 finally away.
"Did you know it was there?" The red one asks the human as they watch the grey one transcribe another lost chapter of the Gymnastic book.
"No," Tightniks huffs, in a few minutes' break from his trap building, "But I'm not surprised, I hope it gets us Zone 36. In any case, as soon as I finish that millionth trap-"
The mining foreman makes a mournful sound.
"Don't worry, buddy," Tightniks pats it on the head, "I'll brush your tail again last thing before I go." He's working on bin #88.
1d08h00m10s: 12802 pop, 80N, 43.7s RC with Z34/5298, down from 27.4s; '31m00s...
Tightniks, wearing wool-lined leather gloves mixing shimp and bovimp ingredients, plugs the void map that they got from earlier in the zone into the portal, bundled up against the expected cold. He hopes that the fresh Gymnastic Z35 and Coordination Z34 will get them through it.
1d08h33m03s...
"Do you think you can get it back out of there?" Red asks the shivering human as he reaches for the portal.
There are a pair of ejector levers beside the void map slot which clicked when he inserted it, but the void map disappears, so it remained an open question as to whether they could get it back out. Making sure not to have his hands over the void map slot, Tightniks gets a thumb over each one and there's resistance like something is in the empty slot. He grunts and pushes down until they suddenly snap down, the ejected void map rematerializes. "Well, that's a relief," he sets it down and the starts doffing his coats and sweaters to let the warm air of the normal world reach him.
"Try again later?" Yellow asks.
"Yes," the human says.
"What, are you kidding?" Red scoffs, these things level up with the zones!"
"Later on in this zone, obviously," Tightniks grunts with a huff, and then turns to see the grey one holding its little sign with those exact words on it, can't help but smile.
1d09h08m09s: Snimp in Z36c74...
Having just finished yet another trap for bin #95 of the hundred that he needs for the million-traps AP, he tosses it in and looks to the front. There's not much left of that snimp, but it just killed a third fighting group. "The training bonus from running ten laps in an on-level map route doesn't transfer to the void, does it?"
"Shijou," the grey one says with a note of confirmation.
"And I'm getting close to done this pile of traps we need for that 2.5% AP damage bonus."
"Shijou," it says again.
1d09h08m21s: Snimp in Z36c75...
Tightniks sighs, "...and there's another one. So much for that void map with its heinous critically accurate fast voidsnimps and ugly boss fight." And he returns to building traps.
1d10h14m08s: Trying again...
"NULLIFIUM/VOID HEIRLOOM INTERFACE," Tightniks tightens the stuff around himself and then finishes getting the void map inserted with his gloves, and his fingers come together as it puffs out in a brief blue mist in the void environment.
"Timba timba," Tightniks hadn't even noticed that the lumber foreman was up on his head, pats him on the head, wants to get back to work. [No Puchim@s resembles the lumber foreman.]
"Oh, there you are," the human says, "Sorry, I wanted to finish the run with the mining foreman in charge of the resourcing workers. I don't know what's about to happen to it when I hit the Metal challenge."
"Who the devon talked you into into trying this thing again?" Yellow grumbles, looking up at the indigo sky and mysteriously shrunken and dim sun, hands- ...forepaws on its waist, not discomforted by the cold, but bothered by the re-attempt. [This cuss-word after Disturbed song "Inside the Fire".]
"Shijou," the grey one grins above a Rosetta-stone-like sign it's holding with "It was me." in forty-seven languages both human and trimp.
"Zone 37 is hopeless in the time it'll take me to finish building the traps," Tightniks says.
"Won't the cold slow you down?" Red inquires, "It seems to get to you for some reason we don't get."
"Timba timba," the lumber foreman confirms from its perch on Tightiks' jacket hood.
"Yeah," he huffs, tightening it down, "but it slows down the portal clock by the same amount, so who cares?"
1d10h38m48s: Voidsnimp in c12...
Even in the void, Tightniks has gotten used to the sounds of the combat and trimps dying en masse, but when he heard that voidsnimp screech, which is similar to a "drill" robot from an Earth video game he has almost totally forgotten called Descent (Interplay 1995), he almost involuntarily turned to see, Even way back here, they can damage us despite all that gymnastic training? Then it landed the critical hit and wiped them out, as all critical hits do on this void route. He still finished the trap he was working on before going back to the portal, "Forget this, we're just getting the zone blimp." He pops the map from the portal's void slot, and starts getting his void gear off. His uniform long since wore out, so he's wearing something much more cave-manny. [I picked that sound because that sucker was dangerous and terrifying and carried the nearly hitscan Vulcan cannon. There was no Descent II equivalent, but the Thiefbot was pretty annoying.]
1d10h45m30s: 1M traps AP for 2.5%. 1d10h47m36s: Zone 37, 345 He, 9.916 He/hr, 13120 pop, 100N, 33.6s RC with Z34/5298, 2774 pop short, no turkimp.
Tightniks had nearly finished the long procedure for loading and configuring the portal, then sat down with the mining foreman to brush its tail like he promised.
The scientist trimps tried to hit the portal's activation plunger, but it refused to travel the full distance closed for any of them. Quite tired themselves out trying. The only one not exhausted into total silence was the grey one with its exasperated "Shijou..."
The mining foreman refused to go to sleep, and watched intently as Tightniks finally reached over and set it home with one hand. Its last nervous little sigh was the only thing he remembered-
The ship is without power, and Tightniks can't run the radar much without draining the batteries...
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Portal load: Agility 1, Bait 3, Trumps 1, Pheromones 1, Packrat 1, Motivation 1, Power 2, Toughness 2, Looting 5, Discipline Challenge, 54 of 54 He allocated, 7.8% AP at start.
[This is probably the lowest helium load I've ever done, and sorta keeping my own advice on a recent Reddit post, Bait and Looting are up. Especially Looting, but it's not like I don't always do something like this.]
The human emerges from the glowing green mist and hits the ground. Groans. Pushes against that ground, trying to get back up. I feel really heavy. I'm not that fat, am I? He's got a dark blue button-down shirt on. A uniform? A shoulder patch. Rolls over- Ah, what's that? His shoulder pressed into something hard and metallic, He reaches over and his hand naturally seems to find a folding handle. He pulls it out from under himself and gets it up on his chest, sort of in a semi-comfortable position to hold it up and look at the screen while lying on his back. Some fiddling around the edges gets the power button pressed and the screen lights up with:
"Manual portal activation 1 successful: Void enabled. / 54 He loaded / Discipline challenge active / Total portal activation 955"
"Kakka," its one of his trimps.
'My' trimps? The human sets aside the portal pad and gets up.
Are you the guy? They all seem to be looking at him, as though they have a frickin' huge problem to solve and they need his help to solve it.
32s: First trap.
Do you bite? It doesn't matter much to us. The trimps look hopefully up at him through the trap's grating, We're so friggin' screwed.
I didn't think four of you could fit in there! He opens it and they all start following him around like imprinted hatchling birds. It seems his tactic of making a catch-alive trap confirmed to them that he was 'the guy' to help solve whatever problem...
26m42s: Z2c15, 58 pop, 7.7s RC with Z1/2; 29m44s: Fresh turkimp c25.
"Hey, buddy," he says to his first scientist, "can you speak yet?"
"Shijou?" it says, then it starts writing, "Hi Tightniks."
"Who do you mean 'Tightniks'?" he asks, "I mean, it's not like I remember my own name, but what makes you think it's Tightniks?"
"Tai," it points right at him with one paw.
"Just pointing at me isn't going to answer that," he chuckles.
The trimp's hands are quite prehensile, but it's hard to tell without it holding something, they don't seem able to make their fingers visually distinguishable. [Puchim@s all the puchidoru, although some have big round hands and some have small pointy hands; Takanya is the latter. Probably Final Fantasy Red XIII as well, but I'm not familiar enough with him to be satisfied.] This one starts climbing up his leg.
"Wait, wait," he stops it. It's a challenge to stoop in this gravity, but not as much of one as carrying a trimp. He gets down on his knees and back on his haunches and-
"Tai," it points again to a spot on his chest just left of his heart, then climbs on his lap and grabs his uniform at that spot, "Tai!"
He looks down and sees "Tightniks" embroidered into the fabric above his pocket. "Ah," he sighs, "Well, if that's my name, that's my name."
"Shijou," it gives him a friendly whack on the shoulder.
2h38m55s: Mskel in Z11c3.
"Hey guys?" Tightniks points at his bone box, waving his finger, "Does anyone remember where these came from?"
"Nope," the yellow one says.
"Yeah, there are 12 more in here than we got kills to account for," Tightniks says.
"I've been getting a sense of deja vu about just about everything," the red one points at the metal box on the strap over his shoulder, "That's a big exception. Any clues there?"
"It says it's for something called a DT Experimental Industries Time Portal," the human shrugs, "I have no idea what it's talking about, honest."
3h25m46s: Block PB, 0.3% AP sub-4h, 540 pop, 8.3s RC, no turkimp
That thing is beeping? He takes a look at his TPCS pad and he's got a message saying that he finished the Block in under 4 hours and there's a little attack bonus- Under 4 hours? It's been over 4 days!! Checking the time on the device reveals that the portal times in terms of a "map frame" out there in space, and the passage of time has been vastly dilated on this planet.
4h15m56s: Zone 15, 954 pop, 11.9s RC with Z14/60, no turkimp.
"Tightniks," the yellow one comes back from the second full bin to the filling third bin, watching the human fold up another of his very first inventions, the very first thing he built after jumping through the mysterious green phenomenon exiting the crashed ship, "Why in blazes are you building so many traps?"
The human had finished another and tossed it into the bin, then picked up the now ever-present portal control pad, gets it out of auto-sleep and called up the "Achievement Points" page. "I have this weird hunch," he says.
"Deja vu? That familiar feeling we always have?" the yellow one inquires politely, slightly tilting its head.
"May I?" Tightniks turns up his hand and waves it up and down in a lifting gesticulation, then points at the trap pile.
"Sure," the yellow one understands, "if you'll put me back down after."
The human sets the pad down, stoops at the knees and gets his arms under the yellow trimp scientist's front limbs and lifts it up onto that stack of traps with a grunt; it is an impressive demonstration of his improving strength against the planet's high gravity. Then he picks up the pad again and points at one of the blank purple squares near the bottom.
"You don't know what that is," the yellow one says, "Are we going after that first one that is readable?"
"Yes," the human nods, "it's for finishing something called a Dimension of Anger, whatever that is, before getting something called Bounty."
"Whatever that is," the trimp chuckles.
"No, I know what it is," the human says, "I remember it being access to a resource-rich area on the other side of a green Wall we'll find with our next map route. It doubles our resource production."
"That would be handy," the yellow one says.
"Hmm," he nods, "But all the traps are for this one," pointing at the third square in the top row of the array the pad labels "Feats", the second of three that are purple.
"Oh," a stylus materializes in the yellow one's paw, "Well, all it says is 2.5%. It doesn't say how to get it. Something to do with traps?"
"Something to do with traps," the human chuckles, "that's only convenient to do now."
4h29m46s...
Other trimps can understand the grey one better than the human, "Shijou shijou shijou?" is what a human ear would hear, but it's really asking the yellow one, "You mean he knew it was going to be here?"
"Yeah," the yellow one nods.
"Well, it's gotta be that pad none of us finds familiar," the grey one insists.
"I don't think so," the yellow one argues, "He showed the reason for all these traps to me on the pad, and the information is not yet available there."
"Well, it can't be just a coincidence," the grey one grumbles.
6h23m16s: Our first void map dropped.
"What is that?" The red one asks the yellow one. It grabs a stick and lifts the strange square object up by an edge from as far away as he can.
"I have no idea," The yellow one says.
"It seems to have some sort of cooling effect," the red one says, looking underneath it, having tilted it up with the stick, "Like it's not just cold, but actually cooling down, as though it were the opposite of on fire."
"Shijou," the grey one says, holding a note.
"It's a void map. Grab it with a blanket and put it on the cart please. - Tightniks"
"Shijou shijou," the grey one clarifies, "The new pad said 'void enabled'. Guessing it's that."
10h06m21s: Zone 21, 1975 pop, 19.6s RC with Z20/232, no turkimp.
"Ooooookay," Tightniks growls, "There is something off about this thing."
"Shijou?" the grey one looks at the yellow one with concern about their human starship pilot friend.
The human stoops, picks up the little green gem on the ridge between Zone 20 and 21, looks at it, huffs, and asks, "Any idea where this comes from?"
"Err..." the red one seems hesitant to say, "I think you made it."
"Really?" the human huffs, "How could that be?" Then he tosses it at Red, "See if anything reacts to it. It might be radioactive, so we should take turns to minimize exposure."
"Really?" Red's holding it now, "What makes you say that?"
"Because I'm pissed off for no reason I can figure out," the human says, "I think it's coming from-" he gasps, "Waitamint!" He starts searching for the portal pad.
"Frags," the red one says quickly, "I think it's arranging a route. You're good with maps," it tosses the gem to the grey scientist.
The human has his portal pad up and reads aloud, "You have the Discipline challenge active. Tweak the portal to- yada yada yada. Tiss tiss t- completing The Dimension Of Anger will cause Trimp damage to return to normal." He snaps his fingers, "That's gotta be it."
"Shijou," the grey one says hopefully, and has a map drawn within a few minutes.
12h30m06s: Portal, 45 He, 3.600 He/hr, 2098 pop, 18.3s RC, 1% AP for Portal-before-Bounty.
The last head of the map's boss monster goes limp as one of the fighting trimps' dagger points goes into it, and the huge thing settles on its tail, resting on the package that seems to be the prize of this map. And there's a popping sound, and then something mechanical.
Is that a scroll compressor? Tightniks looks at the package. The deflating monster's lifting envelope material drapes over everything underneath it. "Red, Shijou!" he snaps and points, "roll up that side of it. Keep this part from sucking down on the extractor nozzle!"
All fifty of the scientists jump in, literally, pushing the gas in the bag towards the compressor. Tightniks as well, rolling up the front.
Until he kicks, and nearly trips over, a smaller package that might be the explanation for the reason why the center of the monster's defense seemed to be a little away from the big package he could see. It's in the right place, he realizes. He gets it uncovered and reads stenciled-and-sprayed block letters on it:
"DT TIME PORTAL / THIS SIDE DOWN"
Perhaps the Dimension of Anger is so named because of the rage suddenly rising up in Tightniks' throat. It isn't so much as the free-floating aggression suddenly has an answer, there is definitely a fresh batch of rage and anger as he grips the nearest Dagger V, Mark 2 with both hands- ...I must have gotten used to destroying it at some point. He lets go of his weapon with his right hand first and dangles his left arm while holdi-
Refocusing on surviving the next few seconds, the pilot turns on the radar for the final approach and takes a last look around, then straight ahead at his forward camera and primary flight display...
He crouches, sets the dagger down gently, then starts clearing the debris from the box's grab iron. He tries to lift it- Damn, this is heavy!
Surprised at this turn of events, his two oldest scientists, Grey and Yellow, rush to either side of him and help out. They get it flipped over and read the other side of the device, Tightniks chuckles a bit at its predictability:
"DT TIME PORTAL / THIS SIDE UP" There's a square cutout in the middle of one side of it, with a sliding cover at the bottom of it.
"Thanks," he pats his scientists, "but back off, please." He gets the cover unlatched, and slides it open to see, first a big rainbow-colored wide data cable and card edge connector, then several fluid ports. "There's something missing," he says aloud as he gets the cover completely off and onto the grass, "this connects to some-" he's got the wide flat cable up in his hand, realizing what it plugs into. He looks at his scientists, lips trembling, "G-g-g-get the pad."
The grey one already has the survival data pad and offers it to him.
"No, the other pad," Tightniks clarifies, "The big one. The big one," he picks up wide flat rainbow cable and its edge socket in one hand, "It goes here," he points at it with the other. "It must have come with me end of the last cycle."
Both the yellow one and the red one bring it, one on each side.
"Thank you," the human takes it, gets its hinge lugs on the trunnions at the top of each corner of the cavity, then gets the cable connector on the card edge in the pad's base recess, "See, that's where it came from." It comes on:
"12h30m05s: You have completed the Discipline challenge, unlocking a new memory-enable coolant loop and restoring your trimps to normal combat discipline."
"Do you have any idea what that's about?" the yellow one points at the edge of the left side.
"That's-" Tightniks examines it, then suddenly realizes, "It's gotta be for the void map."
He's got a port cover open, and the bottom of it says, "NULLIFIUM/VOID HEIRLOOM INTERFACE"
"Shijou?" the grey one brings the blanket-wrapped void map.
The human clears an edge of the map; doesn't seem to matter which one, and then gets it into the slot. It disappears and the blanket settles down while the environment goes deep blue and suddenly goes super cold. "Hoe Lee!" he shivers, wrapping the blanket around himself, "I hope this isn't too much of a Napolean-Hitler Maneuver!" He glances around, but all the trimps don't seem to discomforted by the sudden cold.
12h35m24s: Void 1, 55 He, 4.369 He/hr, 2098 pop, 18.3s RC, first void AP 1% and 0.3% AP for 100 He simultaneously, we got a rare shield, but it's lame with attack, storage, and empty.
As the environment around them return to normal, the trimps cheer over the deflated corpse of the- ...whatever, who give a hoot? Tightniks finds a flurry of messages on the portal screen, two regard APs, one is about having recovered 10 He units, and the big one was about a "shield". Through the touchscreen, he enables it, and gets the status effects that it's talking about.
"Where to now, boss?" the yellow one asks, Tightniks can feel the draft off the cold trimps. They seem to be extraordinarily robust ectotherms, unlike him.
"Let's go back to that friggin' Wall, where it's warmer," he shivers, "We got that AP and could use the resources." As he leads them to the L15 route, he thinks, Maybe I did that void too early. It takes on the level of our most recently entered Zone, and the resources probably go up accordingly. [I did for character reasons after seriously considering running it at Z25 or 30.]
12h49m37s: Nursery unlocked.
"Four hundred thousand gems!" the human squeaks, "Are you kidding me?"
Grey and Yellow glance at each other, the former says "Shijou?" and starts doodling a real answer.
"I'm not sure if you've noticed, but young trimps have special diets for healthy bones," the yellow one explains.
"You eat gems?" the human gasps.
"Shijou," Grey says with a shit eating grin just above a little sign that says, "Babies eat aluminate, and gems are the best!"
"Do they like the taste?" Tighniks tosses a gem from the helium compressor in the direction of the nearest house.
"Uh-Uuuuh!" after it bounces off a paving stone, a yellow juvenile with red head fur jumps into the air to catch it in its mouth. [Puchim@s Yayo. Liek seriously, she jumps after pennies.]
13h32m59s: Zone 25, 84 He, 6.199 He/hr, 2217 pop, 52.6s RC with Z24/568, no turkimp.
It has an unusually light colored body, dark head fur that lies flat, and for trimp tails, wide and not all that prehensile, reminds Tightniks of a- ...he remembers what the animal looks like, but not that his home planet is called Earth nor that the animal is called a tanuki raccoon. Just the tail, the rest of the trimp looks like a trimp for the most part. Oh yeah, the mining foreman. [Puchim@s Yukipo] He turns to Red and asks, "What's wrong with it?"
"It's in a bad mood," the red one answers.
"I can tell," Tightniks glares angrily at the red one for a moment, cools off, takes a breath, and asks kindly, "Why is it in a bad mood?"
"We've never been out this far," the yellow one offers, "...well, with the portal captured at least. Now, it was in a good mood before it got near the cart after we started this zone. Something new on the cart?"
Tightniks approaches the mopey mining foreman and asks it, "What's the matter, little fella?"
It sighs, then starts struggling to climb [see 1x6] onto the compressor cart. Tightniks helps it up with a lift, then it goes to the portal pad and turns it on, opens up the coolant page, the challenges tab there, and sort of sighs and looks questioningly at him.
"Metal challenge:" the pad reads, "Tweak the portal to bring you to an alternate reality, where the concept of Miners does not exist..."
"Oh," Tightniks realizes, then huffs, "That explains the bad mood." He sits down with the mining foreman trimp and brushes its tail, "Don't worry, my friend. You'll be back after one cycle, and I'm sure I'll miss you and your miners. These guys," he nods at the scientists, "we're scared they wouldn't be back when I first used it on purpose, but they came back. If there's a 'Science challenge' later on, I'll have you and not them-"
The scientists flinch.
"It'll be okay," he assures the mining foreman he hasn't yet realized has fallen comfortably asleep in his lap, "It'll be okay, buddy."
16h11m02s: Gymnastic Z25 taken and gyms rapidly increasing now.
The 710 fighting trimps are majestic with their new gymnastic skill and nearly impossible to hit. Only occasionally did the gorillimp do damage. They took it down easily.
Then the dragimp they faced next blew them away with a fireball that made Tightniks flinch. It took him a second to get the dragimp back in his bee nickels. The next group was all ready to relieve their fallen comrades before they went down, even without the welcoming traps for the wild volunteers (of which Tightniks has just started into the 41st bin of ten thousand.) The dragimp can do nothing to them; anything that hits gets deflected by their V-8 shields; they never got sufficiently blindsided.
[Funny: V-8 is a veggie drink similar to clamato juice I can't find anymore, but it's really five-eight, which just happens to be the squadron number of the cast in Space: Above and Beyond. Herp-a-derp!]
19h11m12s: Spammed some random biome maps...
"Tai?" the grey one looks up at the human holding a little sign, "Last couple zones, you've been mapping a lot of random biome routes we never used. Is there any point to that?"
"Stats," the human says, fitting another one together, "Oh, and this," he tosses the trimp the completed forest route map."
As it registers in the portal system, the pad starts beeping and flashing its screen.
"What?" Tightniks sneers incredulously, "There's an AP for that?" He checks and sure enough, there's a 5% Achievement Point for making a 'perfect' map, by a full notch the biggest AP so far.
The yellow one was relaxing on the corner of the latest filled up trap bin, the 49th, notices, and leans back, "Yarey yarey..." shaking its head.
19h13m28s: Uberhouse taken.
"Shijou," the grey one stands at Tightniks feet holding a small book.
Tightniks takes a brief break from his trapmaking and stoops for his oldest scientist.
"Shijou," the grey one bobs the small book in its hands to offer it to Tightniks.
"Flush toilets and septic systems?" Tightniks reads, "You do this yourself?"
"Oh, don't you wish," the red one snickers, "No, it was in that perfect route you mapped up."
20h39m26s: Zone 30, 161 He, 7.794 He/hr, 4656 pop, 20N, 74.5s RC with Z29/1735, no turkimp, 2.5% AP for sub-60 He Z30 start...
"Oh?" Tightniks has an Ax V-3 over one shoulder and screws the helium hose connector to the portal system with one hand. He grunts, sounds kinda disappointed, sets the ax down and continues working on his massive pile of traps; he's almost finished the 55th of, he just learned, 100 huge bins.
The mining foreman had struggled up onto the cart to see, and just looks baffled. It usually looks a bit lost just as part of its demeanor, but this time it looks really quite confused, and makes rather bemused sounds too.
"Oh, what is this?" Red jumps up on the cart, sounding like it's gotta be silly.
The mining foreman climbs back down and spots a purple ore vein, makes a happy sound and pulls its shovel out of its back pocket to start digging into it.
[OC: This is not even close to an exaggeration vs. OG Puchim@s Yukipo who, in 1x2, just pulls out her shovel from nowhere and digs a hole through Project 765's indoor tile-and-concrete office floor to have a nap in the cold open of a 137 second long cartoon episode. Never run out of mushroom boxes! Also, 2nd season Golden Week gold medallion, she and Yayo dig into a volcanic island and hit an oil gusher ...you don't need to know much geology to realize...]
"Really?" Red groans, "Sheesh."
What's on the pad? "Hoarder: Have over 1 million traps at once, 2.5% damage."
20h48m06s: Gateways.
"Hmm," Tightniks pauses from his trap building and gazes over where they came from.
"Thinking of something?" the yellow one asks from the stack he's building under his feet as he puts the most recent trap on the pile.
"Yunno, we have a lot of territory back there that should be pretty pleasant to live in," Tightniks says, "You'd think we should be able to just map an enemy-free route that trimps can just sit down and live peacefully in. I'd love to be able to do that."
"Shijou," the grey one is at his feet with a massive shit-eating grin, not really "hiding" a big piece of documentation behind its back. Obviously it's not so dumb as to realize that it isn't concealed. It then pulls it out and offers it to the human, "Shijou."
"What's this-" the human gasps, "Are you kidding?"
"Shijou."
"Well?" the yellow one prompts, "Let's friggin' try it, shall we?"
21h34m53s...
For some odd reason, that quiet little mining foreman is on the trap pile, fiddling around. Seems to be trying to arm one, has the spring catch on-
"Hey, buddy!" the human notices, "What are you-"
SPROING and it goes flying through the air. Does a few flips and turns, and then sticks the landing, strikes a pose, and makes a happy sound. [op cit. 1x57]
"What the-" Tightniks says, scratching his head, I wonder how much more damage the fighters could avoid if they could do stuff like that.
"Shijou," the grey one is carefully copying out the trimpese from a tattered and dusty scroll.
"What is that?" Tightniks asks.
"Where mining buddy learned that flip," Yellow says from the cart with feet playfully dangling, "another gymnastic book we picked up a few NMEs back. Probably another chapter from the same book, actually. It seems to have been torn apart and scattered."
"Is that right, bud-" the human looks around, can't seem to find the mining foreman, "Buddy, where are you?" It can't move so fast as to get out of sight this quickly!
"Po-wee!" it cheers from the bottom of its latest hole, which is beside a pile of rich bluish-greenish copper ore, onto which another shovelful flies out of the hole onto it.
22h44m17s: Zone 32, 205 He, 9.016 He/hr, 9548 pop, 30N, 37.7s RC with Z31/2712, no tkp.
"You should probably go," Red whispers.
The exhausted human has just sat down for a nap after tossing yet another trap into the huge bin stenciled "61".
"Really, I mean it," the red trimp scientist gently sets a paw on the pilot's shoulder, "Listen to sense please. Charge all this helium and use the portal; it'll make us so much stronger."
"Only 392 thousand to go," Tightniks sighs, "All the ones I've made go to waste if I use it now. I know it's only a two-and-a-halfer, but if I go now, I'll never be in de-" his head slumps into the nodding-off of post-all-nighter fatigue, "moo."
Red and the mining foreman help the snoring human gently down onto his side. The former quietly asks the latter, "Do you think he's doing the right thing?"
The mining foreman makes a particularly delighted squeak, grabs its latest flask of leafy-flowery infusion, which is just now cool enough not to punish such a maneuver with a nasty burn, and upends the whole thing in a couple seconds. It then bounds off joyfully towards the big pit mine over there. It does not often lead the general laborers because of the gymnastic and shield driven block fight, which needs wood, but it happens to be doing so today.
Yellow stands next to the grumbling unhappy green lumber foreman trimp, who is standing on the head of its dual bit ax with its chin on the end of the haft sticking up from the head on the ground. "Cheer up!" the yellow scientist gently prods it in the elbow, "There isn't a Lumber challenge."
1d00h20m05s: Zone 33, 229 He, 9.410 He/hr, 10120 pop, 50N, 40.8s RC with Z32/3390, no turkimp.
"It's a familiar smell," the human says.
"There's no way we've been out this far since whatever it is that shtfed Trimp civilization," Red grumbles. [Word based on acronym SHTF, which stands for "stuff hits the fan" in its G-rated version. Long time ago, similarly derived "nsfw" was a kerbalese cuss word.]
"I think it's from before that," Tightniks clarifies, "from before the time loop stuff."
"I'm worried our fighting group is nearly a third of our population," Yellow sighs.
"Casualties bother you?" Tightniks asks, "I thought we talked about that."
"It's taking forever to breed up new groups, and these things, *snap* ow," Yellow didn't quite touch that one the right way, "you've got 661 thousand of are too small to help. If you don't go now, this will probably be our last Coordination and we won't be able to finish the next zone."
1d06h52m14s: Gymnastic Z35 finally away.
"Did you know it was there?" The red one asks the human as they watch the grey one transcribe another lost chapter of the Gymnastic book.
"No," Tightniks huffs, in a few minutes' break from his trap building, "But I'm not surprised, I hope it gets us Zone 36. In any case, as soon as I finish that millionth trap-"
The mining foreman makes a mournful sound.
"Don't worry, buddy," Tightniks pats it on the head, "I'll brush your tail again last thing before I go." He's working on bin #88.
1d08h00m10s: 12802 pop, 80N, 43.7s RC with Z34/5298, down from 27.4s; '31m00s...
Tightniks, wearing wool-lined leather gloves mixing shimp and bovimp ingredients, plugs the void map that they got from earlier in the zone into the portal, bundled up against the expected cold. He hopes that the fresh Gymnastic Z35 and Coordination Z34 will get them through it.
1d08h33m03s...
"Do you think you can get it back out of there?" Red asks the shivering human as he reaches for the portal.
There are a pair of ejector levers beside the void map slot which clicked when he inserted it, but the void map disappears, so it remained an open question as to whether they could get it back out. Making sure not to have his hands over the void map slot, Tightniks gets a thumb over each one and there's resistance like something is in the empty slot. He grunts and pushes down until they suddenly snap down, the ejected void map rematerializes. "Well, that's a relief," he sets it down and the starts doffing his coats and sweaters to let the warm air of the normal world reach him.
"Try again later?" Yellow asks.
"Yes," the human says.
"What, are you kidding?" Red scoffs, these things level up with the zones!"
"Later on in this zone, obviously," Tightniks grunts with a huff, and then turns to see the grey one holding its little sign with those exact words on it, can't help but smile.
1d09h08m09s: Snimp in Z36c74...
Having just finished yet another trap for bin #95 of the hundred that he needs for the million-traps AP, he tosses it in and looks to the front. There's not much left of that snimp, but it just killed a third fighting group. "The training bonus from running ten laps in an on-level map route doesn't transfer to the void, does it?"
"Shijou," the grey one says with a note of confirmation.
"And I'm getting close to done this pile of traps we need for that 2.5% AP damage bonus."
"Shijou," it says again.
1d09h08m21s: Snimp in Z36c75...
Tightniks sighs, "...and there's another one. So much for that void map with its heinous critically accurate fast voidsnimps and ugly boss fight." And he returns to building traps.
1d10h14m08s: Trying again...
"NULLIFIUM/VOID HEIRLOOM INTERFACE," Tightniks tightens the stuff around himself and then finishes getting the void map inserted with his gloves, and his fingers come together as it puffs out in a brief blue mist in the void environment.
"Timba timba," Tightniks hadn't even noticed that the lumber foreman was up on his head, pats him on the head, wants to get back to work. [No Puchim@s resembles the lumber foreman.]
"Oh, there you are," the human says, "Sorry, I wanted to finish the run with the mining foreman in charge of the resourcing workers. I don't know what's about to happen to it when I hit the Metal challenge."
"Who the devon talked you into into trying this thing again?" Yellow grumbles, looking up at the indigo sky and mysteriously shrunken and dim sun, hands- ...forepaws on its waist, not discomforted by the cold, but bothered by the re-attempt. [This cuss-word after Disturbed song "Inside the Fire".]
"Shijou," the grey one grins above a Rosetta-stone-like sign it's holding with "It was me." in forty-seven languages both human and trimp.
"Zone 37 is hopeless in the time it'll take me to finish building the traps," Tightniks says.
"Won't the cold slow you down?" Red inquires, "It seems to get to you for some reason we don't get."
"Timba timba," the lumber foreman confirms from its perch on Tightiks' jacket hood.
"Yeah," he huffs, tightening it down, "but it slows down the portal clock by the same amount, so who cares?"
1d10h38m48s: Voidsnimp in c12...
Even in the void, Tightniks has gotten used to the sounds of the combat and trimps dying en masse, but when he heard that voidsnimp screech, which is similar to a "drill" robot from an Earth video game he has almost totally forgotten called Descent (Interplay 1995), he almost involuntarily turned to see, Even way back here, they can damage us despite all that gymnastic training? Then it landed the critical hit and wiped them out, as all critical hits do on this void route. He still finished the trap he was working on before going back to the portal, "Forget this, we're just getting the zone blimp." He pops the map from the portal's void slot, and starts getting his void gear off. His uniform long since wore out, so he's wearing something much more cave-manny. [I picked that sound because that sucker was dangerous and terrifying and carried the nearly hitscan Vulcan cannon. There was no Descent II equivalent, but the Thiefbot was pretty annoying.]
1d10h45m30s: 1M traps AP for 2.5%. 1d10h47m36s: Zone 37, 345 He, 9.916 He/hr, 13120 pop, 100N, 33.6s RC with Z34/5298, 2774 pop short, no turkimp.
Tightniks had nearly finished the long procedure for loading and configuring the portal, then sat down with the mining foreman to brush its tail like he promised.
The scientist trimps tried to hit the portal's activation plunger, but it refused to travel the full distance closed for any of them. Quite tired themselves out trying. The only one not exhausted into total silence was the grey one with its exasperated "Shijou..."
The mining foreman refused to go to sleep, and watched intently as Tightniks finally reached over and set it home with one hand. Its last nervous little sigh was the only thing he remembered-
The ship is without power, and Tightniks can't run the radar much without draining the batteries...
2024.05.21 04:15 HannahAveryWrites Platoon Leader Stories: Ch 3
This is part number 3 of my story of how I started to (and still am) dating my platoon leader. As I've said before, I'm on my way into the civilian sector after completing my contract with the Army, and Matt and I are still happily dating. As always, I'm open to feedback/critiques/polite constructive criticism. This is a fairly tame chapter with one of many "firsts" we've conquered as a couple. I recommend starting at the 1st chapter so you can get the whole story, or else you'll miss some descrptions/details. I've tried to be a little more detailed with the naughty bits, so I hope you all enjoy! ♡Avery
After spending a second night in Matt's bed, this time naked, with his cum leaking out of me following last night's massage turned naughty, I woke up looking like a hot mess. I caught a glimpse of myself in his bedside mirror and decided I had to run down to the car to get my well thought out overnight bag that somehow never actually made it into the house last night. I throw on some of Matt's gym shorts and a tee, leaving the discarded purple thong from last night's massage on his night stand. He seemed to like it, so why not leave him the souvenir right?
When I get back inside, my handsome hunk (yes, mine. He asked me out last night, still have butterflies!) Has gotten out of bed and has moved into the kitchen to fix breakfast for us. I told you he's a gentleman when he wants to be. Anyway, over breakfast he asks me if I'd like to go out on an actual date with him today. Nothing fancy, but a walk down along the river trail a few miles from his appartment after a coffee.
I'm super excited to hear that he wants actual dates, not just stuff we hide over at his appartment and I agree right away. I head upstairs and in a minute....or 30....I'm back downstairs in my favorite pale blue sundress with a cute print design, that fairly reasonably accentuated my toned butt, and shows off what cleavage my B cup breasts can produce.
He's clearly happy about my outfit when I come downstairs, as he looks me up and down. All through the car ride and coffee, he can't keep his hands off me and I love it! A hand around my waist as I go through a door he's held for me, gently holding my hand in line, or his fingers brushing my legs at the hem of my dress as he holds my hand while he drives. Our conversation is all over the place as we get to know eachother on a deeper level, and eventually it makes it's way to "experience ". As it turns out, we're both relatively inexperienced in terms of anything crazy but we have similar fantasies and things we'd want to try.
As we finish coffee and head out to the river, one of those "things we'd want to try" comes up again, and it seems as though we're headed somewhere that we might just pull it off. We both want to experiment with trying something in a public place. The trail along the river is relatively quiet....okay just about as private as you can get without actually going inside. But its outside and it's new and so I get a rush just thinking about fooling around with him out here. I'm definitely not brave enough to try actual sex out anywhere, but who knows, maybe I could have some fun out here?
We get out of the car and walk maybe a half mile down the trail without seeing anyone. Matt takes my hand and leads me off the trail and into the woods aways before pulling me close and kissing me. I fall into his embrace and let my tongue explore his mouth as his hands explore my body. As the minutes pass and our make out intensifies, his hands make their way into my dress, pulling out my breasts and gently squeezing my small, dark brown nipples as I moan into his mouth and run my fingers through his hair.
This continues until a feel a hand under the hem of my dress, gently caressing it's way up my thigh and I'm acutely aware that I'm outside and vulnerable. I whisper into Matt's ear to touch me but don't take anything off. Next thing I feel is a finger pushing my panties (pink lace with a cheeky, not quite thong back) to the side, running their way between the damp parted lips of my vagina. A finger slips inside me while his thumb massages my clit, drawing heavy breaths and moans begging him not to stop. His pace increases and my legs begin to tremble as he brings me to orgasm with two fingers buried deep inside me and a thumb massaging my clit. I bite into his neck, hard enough to leave a mark as I try to keep from crying out at his touch.
As I come back down I realize that he has fully devoted his attention to my pleasure, and this has caused an increase of it's own in his shorts. I ask Matt if he's comfortable pulling himself out here, since it's not like me who has a dress to provide a minimal sense of modesty. He nods a yes and I drop to my knees in front of him, unbuckling his shorts and letting them fall away.
I kneel there with his six or seven inches (i don't walk around with a ruler guys) in front of me, and I want nothing more than to give him the same pleasure he just gave me. I grasp his shaft in one hand as I lick him from base to tip with the tip of my tongue. After a few more wet, sloppy licks to lube him up, I press my head down on his shaft, taking in to the back of my throat as I begin to work his cock in my hand. I bob my head up hand down, as deep as I can take him, almost to the base as I try to keep myself from gagging on this healthy cock that brings me so much pleasure. I work his shaft with a twisting motion as I try to bring him closer to the edge of cumming for me, and I feel his hands in my hair pressing my head down to take him deep.
My pace increases as I feel him start to swell. I twist and suck, trying to being him sweet release until he takes his hand to the back of my head and holds me down to the base of his cock and shoots a thick rope of cum down the back of my throat. I swallow it down and continue to pump his cock into my mouth, being sure not to spray any onto my dress. I swallow every last drop of him before getting up and helping him get his shorts up to make us both modest once again.
We continue our walk for another hour or so, both loving the fact that we each just had our first public sexual experience, and talking more about all the things we'd like to try going forward in the future.
Thanks for reading guys! I'm sorry this didn't have full on sex, but I promise our story gets steamy as we go forward! Again, I appreciate any feedback and critiques, just be polite!
♡Avery
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After spending a second night in Matt's bed, this time naked, with his cum leaking out of me following last night's massage turned naughty, I woke up looking like a hot mess. I caught a glimpse of myself in his bedside mirror and decided I had to run down to the car to get my well thought out overnight bag that somehow never actually made it into the house last night. I throw on some of Matt's gym shorts and a tee, leaving the discarded purple thong from last night's massage on his night stand. He seemed to like it, so why not leave him the souvenir right?
When I get back inside, my handsome hunk (yes, mine. He asked me out last night, still have butterflies!) Has gotten out of bed and has moved into the kitchen to fix breakfast for us. I told you he's a gentleman when he wants to be. Anyway, over breakfast he asks me if I'd like to go out on an actual date with him today. Nothing fancy, but a walk down along the river trail a few miles from his appartment after a coffee.
I'm super excited to hear that he wants actual dates, not just stuff we hide over at his appartment and I agree right away. I head upstairs and in a minute....or 30....I'm back downstairs in my favorite pale blue sundress with a cute print design, that fairly reasonably accentuated my toned butt, and shows off what cleavage my B cup breasts can produce.
He's clearly happy about my outfit when I come downstairs, as he looks me up and down. All through the car ride and coffee, he can't keep his hands off me and I love it! A hand around my waist as I go through a door he's held for me, gently holding my hand in line, or his fingers brushing my legs at the hem of my dress as he holds my hand while he drives. Our conversation is all over the place as we get to know eachother on a deeper level, and eventually it makes it's way to "experience ". As it turns out, we're both relatively inexperienced in terms of anything crazy but we have similar fantasies and things we'd want to try.
As we finish coffee and head out to the river, one of those "things we'd want to try" comes up again, and it seems as though we're headed somewhere that we might just pull it off. We both want to experiment with trying something in a public place. The trail along the river is relatively quiet....okay just about as private as you can get without actually going inside. But its outside and it's new and so I get a rush just thinking about fooling around with him out here. I'm definitely not brave enough to try actual sex out anywhere, but who knows, maybe I could have some fun out here?
We get out of the car and walk maybe a half mile down the trail without seeing anyone. Matt takes my hand and leads me off the trail and into the woods aways before pulling me close and kissing me. I fall into his embrace and let my tongue explore his mouth as his hands explore my body. As the minutes pass and our make out intensifies, his hands make their way into my dress, pulling out my breasts and gently squeezing my small, dark brown nipples as I moan into his mouth and run my fingers through his hair.
This continues until a feel a hand under the hem of my dress, gently caressing it's way up my thigh and I'm acutely aware that I'm outside and vulnerable. I whisper into Matt's ear to touch me but don't take anything off. Next thing I feel is a finger pushing my panties (pink lace with a cheeky, not quite thong back) to the side, running their way between the damp parted lips of my vagina. A finger slips inside me while his thumb massages my clit, drawing heavy breaths and moans begging him not to stop. His pace increases and my legs begin to tremble as he brings me to orgasm with two fingers buried deep inside me and a thumb massaging my clit. I bite into his neck, hard enough to leave a mark as I try to keep from crying out at his touch.
As I come back down I realize that he has fully devoted his attention to my pleasure, and this has caused an increase of it's own in his shorts. I ask Matt if he's comfortable pulling himself out here, since it's not like me who has a dress to provide a minimal sense of modesty. He nods a yes and I drop to my knees in front of him, unbuckling his shorts and letting them fall away.
I kneel there with his six or seven inches (i don't walk around with a ruler guys) in front of me, and I want nothing more than to give him the same pleasure he just gave me. I grasp his shaft in one hand as I lick him from base to tip with the tip of my tongue. After a few more wet, sloppy licks to lube him up, I press my head down on his shaft, taking in to the back of my throat as I begin to work his cock in my hand. I bob my head up hand down, as deep as I can take him, almost to the base as I try to keep myself from gagging on this healthy cock that brings me so much pleasure. I work his shaft with a twisting motion as I try to bring him closer to the edge of cumming for me, and I feel his hands in my hair pressing my head down to take him deep.
My pace increases as I feel him start to swell. I twist and suck, trying to being him sweet release until he takes his hand to the back of my head and holds me down to the base of his cock and shoots a thick rope of cum down the back of my throat. I swallow it down and continue to pump his cock into my mouth, being sure not to spray any onto my dress. I swallow every last drop of him before getting up and helping him get his shorts up to make us both modest once again.
We continue our walk for another hour or so, both loving the fact that we each just had our first public sexual experience, and talking more about all the things we'd like to try going forward in the future.
Thanks for reading guys! I'm sorry this didn't have full on sex, but I promise our story gets steamy as we go forward! Again, I appreciate any feedback and critiques, just be polite!
♡Avery
2024.05.21 04:13 HannahAveryWrites Platoon Leader Stories: Ch 1
Little bit of background: First of all, I'm Avery. 22 years old, 5'4, petite build and proud member of the ittybittytittiecommittee. I'm in the army, and dating your hot as hell platoon leader is completely off limits. This is my story about bending....okay breaking....the rules.
We had just gotten back from like a month in the field, where I was the driver for my PL. He was gorgeous....hot...hunk of a man. Right around my age, but 6'1, all muscles and absolutely out of my league in my opinion.
Anyway, after four weeks of driving around this guy that turned out to be more than just a muscle head, but an actual decent conversationalist as well, I was hooked. Totally jealous of any woman who had the opportunity to go out with him. On our last convoy of the exercise, he casually mentioned coming over for dinner at his place to celebrate the end of the field. I thought he was just being nice, and was careful not to get my hopes up about anything actually happening when we got home.
I was wrong. After all the formations and closeouts and weapons turn in at home was wrapped up, he came over and asked when I was coming over and winked at my with this sly smile. Totally shocked that he had remembered, and with my brain going into overdrive about the wink and the sly smile, I stammered out an agreement to be over around 7.
I went back to my barracks, spent like 2 hours getting clean from the field and into something presentable. I went with jeans, a nice blouse and a pushup bra that did all it could for my B cups to hopefully look appealing to him.
When I got to the address he texted me, there was my handsome PL sitting out on the porch waiting for me. He greeted me with a glass of sweet tea and invited me inside. It blew my mind. He had the table set for two, with plates of streak, potatoes and veggies waiting for us. After an absolutely delicious dinner, where he mildly flirted with me continuously (aka drove me crazy), he asked if I'd like a tour of the house.
He showed me around, and then walked me upstairs to his bedroom and his library/office space. He tried to gloss over the bedroom, but I decided to push my luck and asked for a tour of that as well. He obliged and as I pushed past him in the hall to back to the bedroom, I grazed against his crotch with the back of my hand, and discovered his mind might be headed where I was hoping this might go.
I stepped inside and plopped down onto his king sized bed and teasingly asked if all his girlfriends got to see this part of the tour. He replied that I wasn't his girlfriend at work but didn't see why I couldn't be here. I blushed bright red, not expecting that reply at all. Not wanting to let the moment pass, I stood up and leaned close to him, hoping he would close the distance between our lips.
He obliged and soon we were making out passionately, our tongues intertwined and his hands roaming my back and the hem of my shirt. I let him slip it off and I removed his in turn. Slightly embarrassed by my small breasts, I backed away and covered them with my hands and asked if I was his type of girl. He replied my pulling my close to him and taking one of my nipples in his mouth. I gasped as he took the opportunity to push me back onto his bed, climbed between my legs and kissed down my body, from my lips, to my neck, breasts, sides and to the waistband of my jeans.
I was in heaven. Not only was my vagina soaked, I was in an overwhelming state of feeling "wanted". He was completely in the moment with me and kissed the edge of my panties as he slipped my jeans off and asked what I was thinking. I rolled on top of him and unbuckled his shorts and began to stroke him through his boxers. He felt like 6 or 7 inches and I wanted him.
I pulled off his shorts and boxers, leaving him naked, with me in just a pale blue lace thong. I again kissed my way down his chest, until I could tease the tip of his cock with my tongue. I took his moan of pleasure as an okay to go further, taking him deeper and deeper into my mouth as I bobbed my head up and down, letting my saliva coat his cock as I worked the base of his shaft in my hand.
After a few minutes of this, he ran his hand through my hair and pulled my chin up to kiss his lips. I shifted on top of him, straddling him still sperated by just a thin lace strip of my thong. He reached between my legs and pushed it to the side and I reached down and settled the tip of him against my entrance. He pulled me down close to him and kissed me passionately as he pushed inside of me in two firm thrusts.
I moaned into his lips as he kissed me harder to match what his cock was doing inside me. Hard, deep, rhythmic thrusts that were driving me wild. My inner walls clenched tight around his shaft as I went over the edge. Thinking he must have climaxed with me when he suddenly slowed down, I began to get up off of him.
He took this as an opportunity to pull my thong off and asked me where I wanted him to finish. I told him anywhere but inside me since I'd missed some of my BC in the field. He pushed me face down onto the mattress and pulled my hips up to meet his own. I felt him slide into me again and again as I moaned into the mattress and pushed back against him in rhythm with his thrusts.
Another minute or two went by and I climaxed again, this time as he pulled out and sprayed his cum all over my back and butt. Like a true gentleman, he offered me a shower afterwards to clean up. I ended up staying the night, sleeping in one of his old shirts, no panties, just cuddled up against him.
We went on to have more dinners and other adventures like this while we were in the same unit. Please feel free to shoot me some feedback if you're interested in stories like this and would want to hear more!
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We had just gotten back from like a month in the field, where I was the driver for my PL. He was gorgeous....hot...hunk of a man. Right around my age, but 6'1, all muscles and absolutely out of my league in my opinion.
Anyway, after four weeks of driving around this guy that turned out to be more than just a muscle head, but an actual decent conversationalist as well, I was hooked. Totally jealous of any woman who had the opportunity to go out with him. On our last convoy of the exercise, he casually mentioned coming over for dinner at his place to celebrate the end of the field. I thought he was just being nice, and was careful not to get my hopes up about anything actually happening when we got home.
I was wrong. After all the formations and closeouts and weapons turn in at home was wrapped up, he came over and asked when I was coming over and winked at my with this sly smile. Totally shocked that he had remembered, and with my brain going into overdrive about the wink and the sly smile, I stammered out an agreement to be over around 7.
I went back to my barracks, spent like 2 hours getting clean from the field and into something presentable. I went with jeans, a nice blouse and a pushup bra that did all it could for my B cups to hopefully look appealing to him.
When I got to the address he texted me, there was my handsome PL sitting out on the porch waiting for me. He greeted me with a glass of sweet tea and invited me inside. It blew my mind. He had the table set for two, with plates of streak, potatoes and veggies waiting for us. After an absolutely delicious dinner, where he mildly flirted with me continuously (aka drove me crazy), he asked if I'd like a tour of the house.
He showed me around, and then walked me upstairs to his bedroom and his library/office space. He tried to gloss over the bedroom, but I decided to push my luck and asked for a tour of that as well. He obliged and as I pushed past him in the hall to back to the bedroom, I grazed against his crotch with the back of my hand, and discovered his mind might be headed where I was hoping this might go.
I stepped inside and plopped down onto his king sized bed and teasingly asked if all his girlfriends got to see this part of the tour. He replied that I wasn't his girlfriend at work but didn't see why I couldn't be here. I blushed bright red, not expecting that reply at all. Not wanting to let the moment pass, I stood up and leaned close to him, hoping he would close the distance between our lips.
He obliged and soon we were making out passionately, our tongues intertwined and his hands roaming my back and the hem of my shirt. I let him slip it off and I removed his in turn. Slightly embarrassed by my small breasts, I backed away and covered them with my hands and asked if I was his type of girl. He replied my pulling my close to him and taking one of my nipples in his mouth. I gasped as he took the opportunity to push me back onto his bed, climbed between my legs and kissed down my body, from my lips, to my neck, breasts, sides and to the waistband of my jeans.
I was in heaven. Not only was my vagina soaked, I was in an overwhelming state of feeling "wanted". He was completely in the moment with me and kissed the edge of my panties as he slipped my jeans off and asked what I was thinking. I rolled on top of him and unbuckled his shorts and began to stroke him through his boxers. He felt like 6 or 7 inches and I wanted him.
I pulled off his shorts and boxers, leaving him naked, with me in just a pale blue lace thong. I again kissed my way down his chest, until I could tease the tip of his cock with my tongue. I took his moan of pleasure as an okay to go further, taking him deeper and deeper into my mouth as I bobbed my head up and down, letting my saliva coat his cock as I worked the base of his shaft in my hand.
After a few minutes of this, he ran his hand through my hair and pulled my chin up to kiss his lips. I shifted on top of him, straddling him still sperated by just a thin lace strip of my thong. He reached between my legs and pushed it to the side and I reached down and settled the tip of him against my entrance. He pulled me down close to him and kissed me passionately as he pushed inside of me in two firm thrusts.
I moaned into his lips as he kissed me harder to match what his cock was doing inside me. Hard, deep, rhythmic thrusts that were driving me wild. My inner walls clenched tight around his shaft as I went over the edge. Thinking he must have climaxed with me when he suddenly slowed down, I began to get up off of him.
He took this as an opportunity to pull my thong off and asked me where I wanted him to finish. I told him anywhere but inside me since I'd missed some of my BC in the field. He pushed me face down onto the mattress and pulled my hips up to meet his own. I felt him slide into me again and again as I moaned into the mattress and pushed back against him in rhythm with his thrusts.
Another minute or two went by and I climaxed again, this time as he pulled out and sprayed his cum all over my back and butt. Like a true gentleman, he offered me a shower afterwards to clean up. I ended up staying the night, sleeping in one of his old shirts, no panties, just cuddled up against him.
We went on to have more dinners and other adventures like this while we were in the same unit. Please feel free to shoot me some feedback if you're interested in stories like this and would want to hear more!
2024.05.21 04:11 HannahAveryWrites Army Affair: Ch 3
First, a little about me. I'm 5'5ish, 135ish depending on the day, and have dark brown hair that falls part way down my back with brown eyes. My mom is a Crow (Native American) and my dad is Italian so the olive complexion genes are active in my family. I've got a fairly petite/athletic build with a 32B chest and a toned butt. My nipples are dark brown, on the smaller side, and I shave everywhere. I'm a fan of tattoos and have a feather on my foot, flower pieces on my right hip into my lower ribs, left shoulder, and lower back, a small script piece in my left side bra line, a green carebear in my left bikini line and a large dream catcher down my left ribs. If there's a detail I've left out, feel free to ask ;)
What a week. 18 year old me had gone from a dry spell since AIT and graduation to a blow job, facial, and quick hard sex with a married captain at my first duty station. I was falling fast and hard for him. I wanted him to want me. I wanted him to think of me when he thought of being intimate. I wanted to be his release to do everything she wouldn't.
Dustin snapped me this morning, a pic of his obvious buldge greeting my day. "How's my little Private this morning? I wish you were here to help with this"....You have no idea Dustin. Now that the bandaid has been ripped off, I want nothing more than to keep going. I send him a snap back of my semi sheer, black athletic thong, holding it open in the front with the caption "you could drop your load right in here sir". Naughty I know. For some reason, the thought of him filling my underwear with cum is erotic and in the moment, I crave the feel of his warmth between my legs.
"Come by the house on your lunch break and you can have it" I get in reply. Fuck.
I get dressed in my camo uniform with a generic sports bra and the same black athletic thong underneath and try make it through the morning as routinely as possible. Not possible. All I can think of is what I'm willing to do for the married man I'm lusting for and it's got my mind anywhere but at work.
Dustin let's me know he left early for lunch so he's ready whenever I am. The whole drive over, my mind is racing at the prospect of what's about to happen. I knock and find the door open, with Dustin on the couch, laptop open to some semi sexy photos I'd sent to tease him over the last week while he strokes his firm shaft. "Private Hannah reporting as ordered sir" I say as sexily as I can muster in the spur of the moment.
"Private Hannah, you said you'd found a place to hold my cum" completely keeping character.
"Yes sir" I say, stepping around to stand in front of him, undoing my belt and the buttons on my pants, letting them drop to the floor around my ankles.
"Open up then, I'm already close since you decided to be late"
I hold open the front of my black athletic thong, exposing my shaved pubic area for his inspection.
"At least you remembered to shave to start the week" he says and he builds the pace of his stroking and touches the tip of his penis against my smooth skin. In moments I see him start to swell as he nears his release. A thick rope of white cum erupts from his tip and is followed by a second, third, and fourth. My underwear is filled with his thick, warm release and soon its soaked, mixing with my own minor arousal that has built at the situation. As he finishes, I let go of my waistband and allow my cum soaked thong to cling to my lower lips, teasing me with what could have been.
I pull my pants back up and stand breathless in front of eachother. It's been less than 10 minutes since I walked through the door, we've barely spoken and now his cum is dripping down my inner thigh. What has happened? I feel like an incredibly erotic play thing that's been used for a passing moment of pleasure and right then, I know I'm hooked.
"Hannah, I'm sorry if that was too much" Dustin says, coming to the realization that I'm now back in uniform with his cum filling my panties.
I kiss him square on the lips. "Shhhh babe. I wanted this. I want all of you"
"So you really liked that?"
"Dustin that has got to be one of the hottest things I've ever tried. I'm not changing for work"
I sit on his couch in a pool of his release while we chat for the remainder of our lunch hour. When it's time to go, I feel a glob of him drip down my leg. "Can I come spend the night tonight?" I ask, hoping to get my own release after work.
"Sure hun, I just have a few calls to make but it's okay"
I head back to work with a kiss goodbye and the rest of the day I can feel the stickiness between my legs and it keeps me on edge. I run back to my barracks room, take a fast shower, grab a change of clothes for tomorrow, and something special for tonight. I throw on some gym shorts and a hoodie over my sports bra. Coupled with my slides and I'm back across post and find a note on the door "on a call, be quite when you come in"
I come in and quietly shut the door and make my way past Dustin in the livingroom, obviously on a video chat with someone with the screen facing the wall to the garage. I hear a woman's voice say "oh man those walls are paper thin, I think I just heard the neighbors kids come home from school"
Oh shit, he's on with his wife I realize as I tiptoe my way to the master bedroom where I change into my suprise. Naked in his bedroom, I slip into a teal, sheer lace bra with enough underwire support to give me a little cleavage. I pull on a matching set of panties with an intricate sheer lace front and a single thin string between my cheeks in the back. I fold up my sticky cum soaked thong from earlier and walk back into the livingroom.
Dustin does a double take as I come around the corner. He covers this with a coughing fit as his wife asks if he's okay. "Yeah hun just had an itch in my throat" and they continue chatting, her oblivious to the fact that I've just sat down across from him.
I look him square in the eyes as I begin to tease my dark brown nipples through my sheer lace bra. As he tries to hold a conversation, I do everything I can to lightly tease him. I pinch and massage my breasts, softly run a finger between my legs on top of my lacy bottoms. I stand up and start to stretch, bending forward to let my small breasts hang just out of sight of his camera before turning around and bending forward, reaching back to spread my bum and letting the g-string bury itself between my cheeks, barely keeping my other tight hole from view.
I turn back around and unfold the sticky thong he came in earlier and hold it up for him to see the stain his release left on them, right between the legs. I pull my teal lace thong down in the front, and standing right behind his computer, I begin to lightly tease myself with the soft fabric of the back athletic thong, gently massaging my clit, resoaking the nearly dry panties with another round of sexual arousal.
As my arousal grows, I gradually push into my slick entrance and with one finger and then another, the soft athletic fabric of my underwear once again getting soaked as I rub my clit with them, teasing myself with the over stimulating feel against my raw bundle of nerves. I squat down, my face now right behind the computer screen as I squeeze my breast and open my mouth in a silent moan, performing for the man who can't respond.
All of a sudden I stop, ending my tease at the edge of release, not wanting to slip and give away what's going on...and to tease Dustin further. I stand up, place the arousal and cum soaked black thong on the table right behind his laptop and I walk to the kitchen and begin working on dinner with whatever ingredients I can scrounge up in the kitchen. It's such a turn on to do such a normal task in such a small set of lingerie and I secretly hope that Dustin is sneaking peeks at me from across the house.
At long last I feel warm, strong hands wrap around my waist and a kiss finds my cheek. "How's my baby girl, you little tease?"
I blush at the pet name the gentle touch. "I'm almost done, go sit down you silly boy" I say as I start to plate our dinner of chicken and grilled veggies, sauntering into the dining room like a server at one of those lingerie sports bars.
"So you sure know how to put on a show, Hannah" Dustin says as we begin to eat
"I can be anything you want me to be" I say as I begin a speech I'd thought through in my head, telling Dustin that I don't want casual, I want to be the girl he craves, the one who does the things that no one else does, who let's him try the things he's only imagined I'm his wildest sessions alone with himself.
"What do you get out of all of this?" He asks, questioning this step towards commitment.
"I get to explore myself and act out my cravings without having to deal with all the rumors of barracks and searching for guys to feel safe with. I don't want to be your wife. I just want you to forget her when your with me, and I want you to think of me when you choose how to play"
"Well if you're going to explore, we're going to have to push you out of your comfort zone and actually find new places and things to try"
My heart is racing as fantasies flood through my mind. "What do you have in mind?"
"Just play along with different roles and we'll see what happens baby girl"
Baby girl....is this role number one? Does Dustin think that with our 8 year age gap and my petite frame that we could play out what I think he wants to play? I did just tell him that I want to be the one he thinks of.
"Yes daddy"
"Good Girl"
I. Am. Wet.
"So what did you have in mind for dessert baby girl?"
I stand up, clean up, take Dustin by the hand. "These can end up on the floor too" i say motioning to my sheer lingerie.
"Not yet" he replies, guiding me back to the bedroom.
I find myself once again on Dustin's bed, this time guided into the center, onto my hands and knees. With gentle pressure between my shoulder blades, I drop to my elbows, arching my back and exposing my entrances to open view, my modesty preserved only by the thin g-string buried between my cheeks.
Dustin pulls that to the side, bringing my arousal fully into view. I shudder as a soft, wet tongue traces it's way teasingly between my parted lips, beginning at the bundle of nerves aching in my core and ending in the tight wet hole that's been longing to be filled since I started my teasing back at lunch. I moan a soft sigh of want as Dustin licks me again and again, using his thumbs to spread me open before teasing the inner entrance of my now soaked vagina with his oral stimulation.
After a few breathless minutes of almost over the edge teasing with his tongue, Dustin traces his tongue higher. My eyes go wide and my breath catches in my throat as his tongue glides across my other hole. After a brief pause, he repeats his elongated trail of tongue teasing a second and third time, ending on my bum every time.
I moan "Don't stop, daddy" as his tongue lingers on my hole, swirling around my rear entrance as his calloused fingers reach between my legs to tease my clit. I am so close as his tongue makes headway into my hole which is opening up for him at his constant stimulation.
"I'm going to fill you up baby girl" Dustin leans down and whispers in my ear, his tongue momentarily replaced by his thumb pressing further into my bum, slick with his saliva.
"Please daddy" I moan in reply, eager to keep my promise to do everything his wife won't do.
Dustin pulls away completely and reaches into his wife's nightstand. I see him pull out a bottle of lube and a silver plug with a red jeweled heart on the end, still in its packaging, unopened, unplayed with. I know what's coming and why we're playing this out right now.
Dustin removes the plug from its package and holds it tip first up to my lips. I know what he wants without saying a word. I stick out my tongue and lightly tease the cold metal tip, softly swirling circles around it, further and further down until I bob my head down, taking the whole plug in my mouth and closing my lips around the base. I look up at Dustin, the jeweled heart of the plug between my lips and softly moan in anticipation.
He pulls it out of my mouth and I seductively tease the tip one last time. "Wanna stick it in my ass daddy?" I beg as sexily as possible. After a few seconds of fumbling around with the lube bottle, I feel the cold liquid land on my hole, followed by a finger gently probing my already relaxed entrance. A moment later, the finger is replaced by the cold lubed plug and my breath catches in my throat as I stretch around the plug before closing down tightly on the base. Dustin moves my g-string back into place, covering my soaking wet lips and holding the plug firmly in my butt.
I look back at him pleadingly. I know I teased you hard earlier but if you stop now, this is just cruel. "Daddy please" I say breathlessly, not wanting the stimulation to stop while also acutely aware of the fullness inside my rear.
"Please what?"
"Please fuck me daddy"
"You have two options Hannah. You teased me, so this is a tease for you. You can go to bed, right now, right like this, or you can get your punishment and then a reward like a good girl. Bed or a spanking, your choice"
"Spank me Daddy" I beg without a moment's hesitation
smack the sharp crack of Dustin's hand on my bare cheek takes me by suprise and I clench hard on the plug inside my bum. "Oh fuck daddy" I moan in a mix of pain and pleasure. smack smack smack come three more successive blows, landing on alternating cheeks. I moan almost tearfully as my arousal builds to the point that I'm literally ready to beg for release.
"Daddy please fuck me. Do whatever you want just let me cum please"
A firm tug pulls my g-string down to my knees, still on all fours with my face in the pillows. A hard shaft rubs between my lower lips, finds my eager entrance, and in one firm thrust is buried all the way inside me. I cry out, looking back over my shoulder at Dustin who looks like a man possessed with the overwhelming urge to use me for his pleasure, and in that moment, it's all I want as well.
His firm hands grip my hips and I arch my back, throwing myself back against him to meet his own rapid thrusts. My cheeks clap a faster and faster pace as the overwhelming feeling of being completely filled mixes with the intense pleasure of the moment. I'm red faced and breathless, moaning Dustin's name as he continues in an unrelenting pace, thrusting in and out, in and out. At one point he pulls my face out of the pillows, gripping my long dark hair by my ponytail and commands "You're gonna be a good girl and cum for daddy"
He releases my hair but I remain facing forward, head up and moaning through the moment "Yes daddy, oh my fuuuuuuuuuckkkk" comes from my innocent lips as he simultaneously pulls out the buttplug and buries himself all the way inside me as I can feel him swell and begin to release against my cervix.
"That's right daddy, cum inside my pussy" I beg as he thrusts again and again as my inner walls clench down and my own release spills out of me, uncontained as I find one of the strongest orgasms of my life. His thrusts slow and eventually he pulls out, leaving me leaking cum and lube from both my holes.
He returns with a warm towel and begins to clean me off as I sit up, still in my sheer bra, and kiss him firmly on the lips. "That was incredible, daddy" I whisper, my forehead resting against his as he finishes cleaning my sensitive areas.
"Would you like to rinse off?"
I reply yes and he runs us a sensual warm shower, where nothing but gentle washing and a few lingering kisses happens. He's patient as I take extra time under the soothing water and wraps me in a soft towel when I get out.
As we get dressed into comfy pajama shorts and tshirts, I ask "so was I a good girl, daddy?"
"The best. I think we should stick with this role for awhile if you're into it"
After the time I had tonight, I'm more than willing to play along. We discuss some likes and dislikes and limits (nothing that leaves a mark where I'll have to answer questions about it at work), and reagree that none of this is a thing on the few occasions that his wife visits during her internship. And duh, no telling work, that would fuck us both.
We end the night with gentle pillow talk, and he asks if,for the role, I'd be willing to let him help me get dressed in the mornings, helping me pick out bras and undies from a selection of things I'd actually wear to work. I welcome the increased interaction and dedicated time to talk every morning without a second thought, and I fall asleep with his arm wrapped around me from behind, his strong hand under my tshirt, soothingly placed on my bare stomach, just below my belly button and just teasingly far enough into the area covered by a bikini. I'm in heaven.
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What a week. 18 year old me had gone from a dry spell since AIT and graduation to a blow job, facial, and quick hard sex with a married captain at my first duty station. I was falling fast and hard for him. I wanted him to want me. I wanted him to think of me when he thought of being intimate. I wanted to be his release to do everything she wouldn't.
Dustin snapped me this morning, a pic of his obvious buldge greeting my day. "How's my little Private this morning? I wish you were here to help with this"....You have no idea Dustin. Now that the bandaid has been ripped off, I want nothing more than to keep going. I send him a snap back of my semi sheer, black athletic thong, holding it open in the front with the caption "you could drop your load right in here sir". Naughty I know. For some reason, the thought of him filling my underwear with cum is erotic and in the moment, I crave the feel of his warmth between my legs.
"Come by the house on your lunch break and you can have it" I get in reply. Fuck.
I get dressed in my camo uniform with a generic sports bra and the same black athletic thong underneath and try make it through the morning as routinely as possible. Not possible. All I can think of is what I'm willing to do for the married man I'm lusting for and it's got my mind anywhere but at work.
Dustin let's me know he left early for lunch so he's ready whenever I am. The whole drive over, my mind is racing at the prospect of what's about to happen. I knock and find the door open, with Dustin on the couch, laptop open to some semi sexy photos I'd sent to tease him over the last week while he strokes his firm shaft. "Private Hannah reporting as ordered sir" I say as sexily as I can muster in the spur of the moment.
"Private Hannah, you said you'd found a place to hold my cum" completely keeping character.
"Yes sir" I say, stepping around to stand in front of him, undoing my belt and the buttons on my pants, letting them drop to the floor around my ankles.
"Open up then, I'm already close since you decided to be late"
I hold open the front of my black athletic thong, exposing my shaved pubic area for his inspection.
"At least you remembered to shave to start the week" he says and he builds the pace of his stroking and touches the tip of his penis against my smooth skin. In moments I see him start to swell as he nears his release. A thick rope of white cum erupts from his tip and is followed by a second, third, and fourth. My underwear is filled with his thick, warm release and soon its soaked, mixing with my own minor arousal that has built at the situation. As he finishes, I let go of my waistband and allow my cum soaked thong to cling to my lower lips, teasing me with what could have been.
I pull my pants back up and stand breathless in front of eachother. It's been less than 10 minutes since I walked through the door, we've barely spoken and now his cum is dripping down my inner thigh. What has happened? I feel like an incredibly erotic play thing that's been used for a passing moment of pleasure and right then, I know I'm hooked.
"Hannah, I'm sorry if that was too much" Dustin says, coming to the realization that I'm now back in uniform with his cum filling my panties.
I kiss him square on the lips. "Shhhh babe. I wanted this. I want all of you"
"So you really liked that?"
"Dustin that has got to be one of the hottest things I've ever tried. I'm not changing for work"
I sit on his couch in a pool of his release while we chat for the remainder of our lunch hour. When it's time to go, I feel a glob of him drip down my leg. "Can I come spend the night tonight?" I ask, hoping to get my own release after work.
"Sure hun, I just have a few calls to make but it's okay"
I head back to work with a kiss goodbye and the rest of the day I can feel the stickiness between my legs and it keeps me on edge. I run back to my barracks room, take a fast shower, grab a change of clothes for tomorrow, and something special for tonight. I throw on some gym shorts and a hoodie over my sports bra. Coupled with my slides and I'm back across post and find a note on the door "on a call, be quite when you come in"
I come in and quietly shut the door and make my way past Dustin in the livingroom, obviously on a video chat with someone with the screen facing the wall to the garage. I hear a woman's voice say "oh man those walls are paper thin, I think I just heard the neighbors kids come home from school"
Oh shit, he's on with his wife I realize as I tiptoe my way to the master bedroom where I change into my suprise. Naked in his bedroom, I slip into a teal, sheer lace bra with enough underwire support to give me a little cleavage. I pull on a matching set of panties with an intricate sheer lace front and a single thin string between my cheeks in the back. I fold up my sticky cum soaked thong from earlier and walk back into the livingroom.
Dustin does a double take as I come around the corner. He covers this with a coughing fit as his wife asks if he's okay. "Yeah hun just had an itch in my throat" and they continue chatting, her oblivious to the fact that I've just sat down across from him.
I look him square in the eyes as I begin to tease my dark brown nipples through my sheer lace bra. As he tries to hold a conversation, I do everything I can to lightly tease him. I pinch and massage my breasts, softly run a finger between my legs on top of my lacy bottoms. I stand up and start to stretch, bending forward to let my small breasts hang just out of sight of his camera before turning around and bending forward, reaching back to spread my bum and letting the g-string bury itself between my cheeks, barely keeping my other tight hole from view.
I turn back around and unfold the sticky thong he came in earlier and hold it up for him to see the stain his release left on them, right between the legs. I pull my teal lace thong down in the front, and standing right behind his computer, I begin to lightly tease myself with the soft fabric of the back athletic thong, gently massaging my clit, resoaking the nearly dry panties with another round of sexual arousal.
As my arousal grows, I gradually push into my slick entrance and with one finger and then another, the soft athletic fabric of my underwear once again getting soaked as I rub my clit with them, teasing myself with the over stimulating feel against my raw bundle of nerves. I squat down, my face now right behind the computer screen as I squeeze my breast and open my mouth in a silent moan, performing for the man who can't respond.
All of a sudden I stop, ending my tease at the edge of release, not wanting to slip and give away what's going on...and to tease Dustin further. I stand up, place the arousal and cum soaked black thong on the table right behind his laptop and I walk to the kitchen and begin working on dinner with whatever ingredients I can scrounge up in the kitchen. It's such a turn on to do such a normal task in such a small set of lingerie and I secretly hope that Dustin is sneaking peeks at me from across the house.
At long last I feel warm, strong hands wrap around my waist and a kiss finds my cheek. "How's my baby girl, you little tease?"
I blush at the pet name the gentle touch. "I'm almost done, go sit down you silly boy" I say as I start to plate our dinner of chicken and grilled veggies, sauntering into the dining room like a server at one of those lingerie sports bars.
"So you sure know how to put on a show, Hannah" Dustin says as we begin to eat
"I can be anything you want me to be" I say as I begin a speech I'd thought through in my head, telling Dustin that I don't want casual, I want to be the girl he craves, the one who does the things that no one else does, who let's him try the things he's only imagined I'm his wildest sessions alone with himself.
"What do you get out of all of this?" He asks, questioning this step towards commitment.
"I get to explore myself and act out my cravings without having to deal with all the rumors of barracks and searching for guys to feel safe with. I don't want to be your wife. I just want you to forget her when your with me, and I want you to think of me when you choose how to play"
"Well if you're going to explore, we're going to have to push you out of your comfort zone and actually find new places and things to try"
My heart is racing as fantasies flood through my mind. "What do you have in mind?"
"Just play along with different roles and we'll see what happens baby girl"
Baby girl....is this role number one? Does Dustin think that with our 8 year age gap and my petite frame that we could play out what I think he wants to play? I did just tell him that I want to be the one he thinks of.
"Yes daddy"
"Good Girl"
I. Am. Wet.
"So what did you have in mind for dessert baby girl?"
I stand up, clean up, take Dustin by the hand. "These can end up on the floor too" i say motioning to my sheer lingerie.
"Not yet" he replies, guiding me back to the bedroom.
I find myself once again on Dustin's bed, this time guided into the center, onto my hands and knees. With gentle pressure between my shoulder blades, I drop to my elbows, arching my back and exposing my entrances to open view, my modesty preserved only by the thin g-string buried between my cheeks.
Dustin pulls that to the side, bringing my arousal fully into view. I shudder as a soft, wet tongue traces it's way teasingly between my parted lips, beginning at the bundle of nerves aching in my core and ending in the tight wet hole that's been longing to be filled since I started my teasing back at lunch. I moan a soft sigh of want as Dustin licks me again and again, using his thumbs to spread me open before teasing the inner entrance of my now soaked vagina with his oral stimulation.
After a few breathless minutes of almost over the edge teasing with his tongue, Dustin traces his tongue higher. My eyes go wide and my breath catches in my throat as his tongue glides across my other hole. After a brief pause, he repeats his elongated trail of tongue teasing a second and third time, ending on my bum every time.
I moan "Don't stop, daddy" as his tongue lingers on my hole, swirling around my rear entrance as his calloused fingers reach between my legs to tease my clit. I am so close as his tongue makes headway into my hole which is opening up for him at his constant stimulation.
"I'm going to fill you up baby girl" Dustin leans down and whispers in my ear, his tongue momentarily replaced by his thumb pressing further into my bum, slick with his saliva.
"Please daddy" I moan in reply, eager to keep my promise to do everything his wife won't do.
Dustin pulls away completely and reaches into his wife's nightstand. I see him pull out a bottle of lube and a silver plug with a red jeweled heart on the end, still in its packaging, unopened, unplayed with. I know what's coming and why we're playing this out right now.
Dustin removes the plug from its package and holds it tip first up to my lips. I know what he wants without saying a word. I stick out my tongue and lightly tease the cold metal tip, softly swirling circles around it, further and further down until I bob my head down, taking the whole plug in my mouth and closing my lips around the base. I look up at Dustin, the jeweled heart of the plug between my lips and softly moan in anticipation.
He pulls it out of my mouth and I seductively tease the tip one last time. "Wanna stick it in my ass daddy?" I beg as sexily as possible. After a few seconds of fumbling around with the lube bottle, I feel the cold liquid land on my hole, followed by a finger gently probing my already relaxed entrance. A moment later, the finger is replaced by the cold lubed plug and my breath catches in my throat as I stretch around the plug before closing down tightly on the base. Dustin moves my g-string back into place, covering my soaking wet lips and holding the plug firmly in my butt.
I look back at him pleadingly. I know I teased you hard earlier but if you stop now, this is just cruel. "Daddy please" I say breathlessly, not wanting the stimulation to stop while also acutely aware of the fullness inside my rear.
"Please what?"
"Please fuck me daddy"
"You have two options Hannah. You teased me, so this is a tease for you. You can go to bed, right now, right like this, or you can get your punishment and then a reward like a good girl. Bed or a spanking, your choice"
"Spank me Daddy" I beg without a moment's hesitation
smack the sharp crack of Dustin's hand on my bare cheek takes me by suprise and I clench hard on the plug inside my bum. "Oh fuck daddy" I moan in a mix of pain and pleasure. smack smack smack come three more successive blows, landing on alternating cheeks. I moan almost tearfully as my arousal builds to the point that I'm literally ready to beg for release.
"Daddy please fuck me. Do whatever you want just let me cum please"
A firm tug pulls my g-string down to my knees, still on all fours with my face in the pillows. A hard shaft rubs between my lower lips, finds my eager entrance, and in one firm thrust is buried all the way inside me. I cry out, looking back over my shoulder at Dustin who looks like a man possessed with the overwhelming urge to use me for his pleasure, and in that moment, it's all I want as well.
His firm hands grip my hips and I arch my back, throwing myself back against him to meet his own rapid thrusts. My cheeks clap a faster and faster pace as the overwhelming feeling of being completely filled mixes with the intense pleasure of the moment. I'm red faced and breathless, moaning Dustin's name as he continues in an unrelenting pace, thrusting in and out, in and out. At one point he pulls my face out of the pillows, gripping my long dark hair by my ponytail and commands "You're gonna be a good girl and cum for daddy"
He releases my hair but I remain facing forward, head up and moaning through the moment "Yes daddy, oh my fuuuuuuuuuckkkk" comes from my innocent lips as he simultaneously pulls out the buttplug and buries himself all the way inside me as I can feel him swell and begin to release against my cervix.
"That's right daddy, cum inside my pussy" I beg as he thrusts again and again as my inner walls clench down and my own release spills out of me, uncontained as I find one of the strongest orgasms of my life. His thrusts slow and eventually he pulls out, leaving me leaking cum and lube from both my holes.
He returns with a warm towel and begins to clean me off as I sit up, still in my sheer bra, and kiss him firmly on the lips. "That was incredible, daddy" I whisper, my forehead resting against his as he finishes cleaning my sensitive areas.
"Would you like to rinse off?"
I reply yes and he runs us a sensual warm shower, where nothing but gentle washing and a few lingering kisses happens. He's patient as I take extra time under the soothing water and wraps me in a soft towel when I get out.
As we get dressed into comfy pajama shorts and tshirts, I ask "so was I a good girl, daddy?"
"The best. I think we should stick with this role for awhile if you're into it"
After the time I had tonight, I'm more than willing to play along. We discuss some likes and dislikes and limits (nothing that leaves a mark where I'll have to answer questions about it at work), and reagree that none of this is a thing on the few occasions that his wife visits during her internship. And duh, no telling work, that would fuck us both.
We end the night with gentle pillow talk, and he asks if,for the role, I'd be willing to let him help me get dressed in the mornings, helping me pick out bras and undies from a selection of things I'd actually wear to work. I welcome the increased interaction and dedicated time to talk every morning without a second thought, and I fall asleep with his arm wrapped around me from behind, his strong hand under my tshirt, soothingly placed on my bare stomach, just below my belly button and just teasingly far enough into the area covered by a bikini. I'm in heaven.
2024.05.21 04:10 DUVAL_LAVUD week 5 on 40mg. it has been a roller coaster
I honestly cannot tell whether this medication is working for me or not. I was on Wellbutrin 450mg for close to 2.5 years, but I got a second opinion after my Dr. tried to add 22.5mg of Mirtazapine on top of the Wellbutrin without telling me about the propensity for Mirtazapine to cause significant weight gain.
Long story short, I was ready to try something new. Found a new doctor who recommended Prozac for depression and anxiety. After tapering off Wellbutrin for a few weeks, I'm now on week 5 of 40mg Prozac and my anxiety is worse than ever.
The first few days when switching over to Prozac were amazing, but I think that was partly relief at believing I'd found a new solution and the Wellbutrin still being in my system.
Week 1-2 was rough. I was having headaches almost everyday along with fatigue. Anxiety came and went but I'd heard you really need to give Prozac a few weeks to kick in.
Week 3 was great. I felt like myself again, except less depressed and anxious. I was able to concentrate on work without heaping stress and pressure on myself to perform. I was having better social interactions, etc.
Week 4 was weird. I woke up a few mornings with anxiety for no apparent reason and was ruminating a lot on my interactions with coworkers.
Week 5 has started out even worse. I felt mostly fine today other than feeling very distracted. I tried meditating and taking walks to clear my head. On my third short walk of the day, this wave of anxiety suddenly hit me, as if I had been subconsciously holding it back the whole day. I was borderline panicking the rest of the afternoon and evening. Couldn't focus at all on work and ended up napping on the floor in my apartment for 1.5 hours. Fortunately I was working from home today.
Can anyone share their experience? Is this normal? If so, when can I expect to start having a more consistent mood? I'm now anxious about the anxiety coming back and I'm worried that I'm going to suddenly begin panicking when I need to be focused at my job.
One theory is that I'm becoming caffeine intolerant and it's making my anxiety worse. Will likely be trying to reduce from 3 cups of coffee to 1-2.
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Long story short, I was ready to try something new. Found a new doctor who recommended Prozac for depression and anxiety. After tapering off Wellbutrin for a few weeks, I'm now on week 5 of 40mg Prozac and my anxiety is worse than ever.
The first few days when switching over to Prozac were amazing, but I think that was partly relief at believing I'd found a new solution and the Wellbutrin still being in my system.
Week 1-2 was rough. I was having headaches almost everyday along with fatigue. Anxiety came and went but I'd heard you really need to give Prozac a few weeks to kick in.
Week 3 was great. I felt like myself again, except less depressed and anxious. I was able to concentrate on work without heaping stress and pressure on myself to perform. I was having better social interactions, etc.
Week 4 was weird. I woke up a few mornings with anxiety for no apparent reason and was ruminating a lot on my interactions with coworkers.
Week 5 has started out even worse. I felt mostly fine today other than feeling very distracted. I tried meditating and taking walks to clear my head. On my third short walk of the day, this wave of anxiety suddenly hit me, as if I had been subconsciously holding it back the whole day. I was borderline panicking the rest of the afternoon and evening. Couldn't focus at all on work and ended up napping on the floor in my apartment for 1.5 hours. Fortunately I was working from home today.
Can anyone share their experience? Is this normal? If so, when can I expect to start having a more consistent mood? I'm now anxious about the anxiety coming back and I'm worried that I'm going to suddenly begin panicking when I need to be focused at my job.
One theory is that I'm becoming caffeine intolerant and it's making my anxiety worse. Will likely be trying to reduce from 3 cups of coffee to 1-2.
2024.05.21 04:10 HannahAveryWrites Army Affair: CH 1
As the title implies, this is the first in a series of stories about affairs I had in the military. I've never been married, not really interested in being married, but I have been with four married men in my life. In each case, I knew what I was doing, but I loved the rush of doing something I shouldn't as much as I liked the relationship itself. I'll save you all the negative comments. I was the homewrecking whore, etc, etc. If that's what you're here to comment about, save your breath, I'll just block you so people who want to actually read my content don't have to deal with you. If this is your sort of story, I'd love to hear your feedback on content or how I can improve my writing! One quick author's note, i will not be using people's real names or naming specific units that my stories happened in. I was never caught in my sexual affairs, no wives found out and left their husband over me, and no one's military career ended because of me and I intend to keep it that way. This is for fun writing, not doxing someone's past transgressions to the world. Also let me know if you want to see more stories! <3 Hannah
First, a little about me. I'm 5'5ish, 135ish depending on the day, and have dark brown hair that falls part way down my back with brown eyes. My mom is a Crow and my dad is Italian so the olive complexion genes are active in my family. I've got a fairly petite/athletic build with a 32B chest and a toned butt. My nipples are dark brown, on the smaller side, and I shave everywhere. I'm a fan of tattoos and have a feather on my foot, flower pieces on my right hip into my lower ribs, left shoulder, and lower back, a small script piece in my left side bra line, a green carebear in my left bikini line and a large dream catcher down my left ribs. If there's a detail I've left out, feel free to ask ;)
Without further ado, my story:
I was an 18 year old private, 92F (fuel handler) working on a base in the heart of Bourbon Country. It was a huge culture shock for me, coming from a small town in Maine to a massive military base with more people in my division than my home town. I honestly felt a little lost and overwhelmed, which probably contributed to why I sought out a relationship where I felt wanted. It's easy on a base like that to feel completely ignored. My unit had long been integrated and was about 30-40% female on any given day, so no I wasn't getting hit on constantly, and no I wasn't sleeping with every guy in my barracks.
Speaking of my living situation, I was in a 4-story building with all of the junior enlisted soldiers in my battalion. There wasn't open bays and there wasn't all girls areas. We roomed by company in our own room with a bedroom, closet, bathroom, and a fridge/sink/1 burner stove setup by the door as a kitchenett. Barracks could definitely be a wild time, similar to a college dorm but contrary to your favorite porno, gangbang orgies with 20 guys "running a train" are something I never saw or heard of in my 4 years living there and I was/am a fairly sexually active adult.
Given my situation of being totally new and massively out of my element in terms of culture shock, I quickly turned to Bumble to help sort out my dating scene because the base really was a city and everyone is pretty insular when it comes to their unit, so trying to meet guys who also aren't your coworkers means turning to the swipe game. After a few days online and connections with everyone from the local off base that definitely has fewer teeth than fingers to the obviously fake bot that just screams scam, and swiping left on some guys from my own company (hey, 18-25 year old demographic has the same needs, I get it), I finally matched with a 26 year old, Dustin, from another brigade on our post.
Given 10 seconds on Dustin's profile, I could tell he was an officer and anyone with 10 seconds to spare on my profile could tell I was junior enlisted, but we matched anyway. He was handsome in a gentle sort of way. Sandy brown hair in a military cut, athletic features that let you know he was fit without screaming chiseled gymrat, and a style that screamed more laid back homebody than the stereotypical "bro vet" vibe that you get with some young officers....and a ton of junior enlisted. I took a pause and decided to message him despite knowing our ranks didn't line up because the way I saw it, we were in totally seperate brigades and there'd be no reason we would ever interact or influence eachother at work.
A few minutes later I got a reply back and soon I was texting back and forth getting to know a genuinely sweet guy with a love of the outdoors, fishing, camping, and an eye for photography, particularly some truly astounding landscape photos. The conversation came easy and I found myself happy to have a guy so interested in me. Before I got completely swept off my feet, I brought up the elephant in the room and mentioned that I was an E2 and he was an O3. He dropped the bombshell that "yeah but I'm just a guy on staff, that's not a big issue, the real issue is I need to be discreet because I'm married. Please don't hate me"
Boom. Of course the super easy to talk to makes me feel wanted and moves past my mention of our rank differences drops the counter-bomb of he has a wife. In all of my 18 years I thought I would have run away instantly. Nope. Not me. I was intrigued. I didn't run away, and I came to find out that his wife was doing a year long internship with a major corporation out of state and only really came to visit on long weekends and holidays. So Dustin had turned to Bumble to fill a piece of his love life that was currently 4 states away. Not ideal I told myself, but at least she isn't like...here on post with him and he's not coming home because he's with someone else...right? To 18 year old me trying to convince myself it was okay to be with the guy I obviously was attracted to it was sound logic. It worked. I replied back that I was up for seeing what happened with the understanding that no one was gonna leave their wife over this and no one was gonna get anyone in trouble over the rank thing.
A week of texting back and forth after moving off Bumble found Dustin and I building a fast relationship that came with similar interests and easy conversation. He wasn't overly pushy about becoming anything romantic and wasn't like "Omg send nudes". I guess he was feeling this whole thing out as much as I was. Eventually I got the text one evening of "you know you look really good in that pic you have with your friends at the beach on your profile"...I know the one. I'm wearing an electric blue string sided bikini that has pretty full coverage, rides moderately low on my hips and has basic triangle cups and string ties for the top. Okay, Dustin likes me in a bikini...this is the first obvious flirting from Dustin and I decide to be a little bold and sent him a mirror selfie in the generic black bra I had worn under my uniform that day with my uniform pants still on. I get a reply back in some stereotypical guy lingo that he really likes what he sees. I told him that if he wanted to hang out, I wouldn't put my uniform shirt back on. Cue the FaceTime call, yes Dustin I will video chat with your handsome shirtless self while wearing a bra and my uniform pants thank you very much. We talked for at least an hour and things didn't turn super sexual or anything but we did agree we needed a date that weekend. The week ahead though definitely saw a spike in "tension" between us.
I was more than a little excited by the prospect of being with someone again. I had had a little fling during AIT, but since coming to my first duty station, I had been in a bit of a dry spell. Bumble had finally come through for me, and the combined rush of potentially being with a guy again, plus the fact he was one of those forbidden officers, and married? I was on edge. I definitely had my moments of "holy shit I shouldn't be doing this" but those feelings were replaced by a feeling of almost insatiable excitement that had me counting down the days to Saturday. For the first time since highschool, I found myself putting some serious effort into some scandalous but not too "revealing" snaps to Dustin, teasing him with a peak of which panties I wore to work today, or hoping in the shower after PT with just my black Army tshirt on and sending a pic of it clinging to every curve and hiding just enough below my waist. Like I said, hard-core tease mode for four whole days.
Flash forward to Saturday and I was in my barracks room, getting ready to meet a guy I was 100% falling for just a little and I decided that no matter what happened tonight, I was not gonna be the girl who gives it all up on the first date. Definitely set myself up to potentially cock block myself, but I saw it as I didn't want to be the girl he slept with and left, I wanted to continue to tease him and leave him wanting more. I wanted him to want me. I slipped into a pair of almost painted on skinny jeans with a cute teal thong underneath with a black tanktop and matching pushup bra on top. I drove to Dustin's house somewhere in the on base housing that I'd never been and took a deep breath before walking to the door.
This was it. I was the new Private about to go see a married officer behind his wife's back. I almost chickened out and drove away, but found myself ringing the doorbell and quickly being invited in, pulled into a warm hug and a "wow you look even cuter in person" from the handsome man of my DMs, Dustin. He had apparently spent the day smoking some brisket because he had quite the spread laid out for us in the dining room as I got a quick tour of the common spaces of his home. Definitely nicer than my barracks room.
Dinner accompanied the two of us loudly cheering on a random football game on TV, sorta snuggled on the couch but at a "almost together " sort of distance. There were all sorts of reasons for us to brush up against eachother and it was almost this cat and mouse game of how far do we go as the evening progressed. Don't get me wrong, there was a ton of conversation and it came just as naturally as it had online, but now we had the palpable tension of two of us who had never been this far deciding where the limit for tonight would be.
Eventually Dustin cut the tension, saying, "you really do love to tease don't you?". Yes. Let's talk about how I've driven you wild for days and now you want me. I leaned into him, kissed him quickly but firmly on the lips before pulling away, leaving an inch between us as I looked into his eyes and whispered "yes sir". I found my face immediately in his hands, my lips pressed to his and our tongues intertwined. I gasped as he suddenly held me close and we made every effort to close any space between us as we passionately made out, his fingers running through my hair, my nails scraping his back over his tight tshirt and soon I was hot, breathless, and sure I wanted more.
I pulled away and told him he didn't get all of me tonight but he could still have dessert. I had him sit up on the edge of the couch and pulled his shorts to the floor, tossing them aside towards an end table holding pictures of him and his wife and our dirty dishes from dinner. I in turn lifted my tanktop off over my head, unclasped my black pushup bra and let it fall to the floor, kneeling between Dustin's spread legs as my small brown nipples hardened into firm nubs in arousal. I pulled back my long brown hair and tied it in a messy ponytail before bringing my face down to his firm, six inches between his legs.
I teased the length of his shaft with the tip of my tongue, feeling him twitch in expectation as I repeatedly, softly traced his length before circling his tip and heading back down the way I came. I grasped his base and swallowed half his length in one wet mouthful, a gasp of pleasure escaping his lips as my own pushed further towards his base, attempting to take his entire firm cock before the tip slipped down into my throat, triggering a slight gag reflex as I tightened around his shaft and I came up for air, a slight trail of drool connecting my lips to his tip. I stroked his now well lubed cock in a twisting motion as I asked him if his little private was doing well for him. A hand on the back of my head guiding me back to his shaft told me this wasn't too far for him. I swallowed him nearly to his base, grasping him with one hand as my free hand unbuttoned my jeans and slipped into the front of my now soaked panties, the arousal of the situation I found myself bringing me close to an edge myself.
I worked Dustin's shaft with a bobbing head, sucking lips and twisting hand that matched the rhythm I was working against my clit with the hand buried in my jeans. I increased my pace, with Dustin's hand making sure I still brought myself far enough down his length as my own pleasure came more and more to the forefront as my now soaked vagina craved more attention. I popped off his cock as I felt it begin to swell and told him to stand up as I scooted back from the couch, kneeling between his legs, looking up at him as one hand held my jeans open while the other furiously rubbed my clit as I came close to cumming myself. I moaned for Dustin to cum for me as I looked up at him, the inner walls of my vagina clenching in orgasm as the filthy phrase left my lips and I was greeted with thick streams of cum shooting over my head before falling on my uplooking face and bare breasts and Dustin climaxed after an apparently decent dry spell.
I knelt between his legs, cum covering my face and chest, my own arousal soaking my panties and in that moment I felt like the hottest woman on earth. I made a man forget his entire world and do this with me in a home that wasn't mine but his. I was addicted to the rush. Dustin reached down and offered me a hand to pull me up. He led me topless to the guest bathroom where I cleaned up, washing my face and chest before walking back to the livingroom and redressing. Neither of us made mention of the line we had just crossed together, but we sat on the couch, now cuddled like a couple with the ice broken and finished the football game that had been forgotten awhile ago.
After the game we both agreed that I should probably get going, but we agreed to see eachother again and made a date for a midweek hangout. I kissed Dustin goodnight and drove back to my barracks in my still wet panties that I hadn't changed out of. I sent Dustin a snap in them, a wet spot still visible in the front with a caption "the things you do to me(; "...needless to say he was proud of himself. I went to bed dreaming of what could come from this, and truly happy to feel wanted, even if it was from a man who wasn't all mine.
Thank you all for reading this far. Again, like I said before, any rude comments will just get you a block. If that's what you need to do to feel good about yourself, so be it. For those of you who enjoyed this, please let me know if you'd like to read more! I'm always open to constructive feedback and critiques to improve my writing! Have a great evening! <3 Hannah
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First, a little about me. I'm 5'5ish, 135ish depending on the day, and have dark brown hair that falls part way down my back with brown eyes. My mom is a Crow and my dad is Italian so the olive complexion genes are active in my family. I've got a fairly petite/athletic build with a 32B chest and a toned butt. My nipples are dark brown, on the smaller side, and I shave everywhere. I'm a fan of tattoos and have a feather on my foot, flower pieces on my right hip into my lower ribs, left shoulder, and lower back, a small script piece in my left side bra line, a green carebear in my left bikini line and a large dream catcher down my left ribs. If there's a detail I've left out, feel free to ask ;)
Without further ado, my story:
I was an 18 year old private, 92F (fuel handler) working on a base in the heart of Bourbon Country. It was a huge culture shock for me, coming from a small town in Maine to a massive military base with more people in my division than my home town. I honestly felt a little lost and overwhelmed, which probably contributed to why I sought out a relationship where I felt wanted. It's easy on a base like that to feel completely ignored. My unit had long been integrated and was about 30-40% female on any given day, so no I wasn't getting hit on constantly, and no I wasn't sleeping with every guy in my barracks.
Speaking of my living situation, I was in a 4-story building with all of the junior enlisted soldiers in my battalion. There wasn't open bays and there wasn't all girls areas. We roomed by company in our own room with a bedroom, closet, bathroom, and a fridge/sink/1 burner stove setup by the door as a kitchenett. Barracks could definitely be a wild time, similar to a college dorm but contrary to your favorite porno, gangbang orgies with 20 guys "running a train" are something I never saw or heard of in my 4 years living there and I was/am a fairly sexually active adult.
Given my situation of being totally new and massively out of my element in terms of culture shock, I quickly turned to Bumble to help sort out my dating scene because the base really was a city and everyone is pretty insular when it comes to their unit, so trying to meet guys who also aren't your coworkers means turning to the swipe game. After a few days online and connections with everyone from the local off base that definitely has fewer teeth than fingers to the obviously fake bot that just screams scam, and swiping left on some guys from my own company (hey, 18-25 year old demographic has the same needs, I get it), I finally matched with a 26 year old, Dustin, from another brigade on our post.
Given 10 seconds on Dustin's profile, I could tell he was an officer and anyone with 10 seconds to spare on my profile could tell I was junior enlisted, but we matched anyway. He was handsome in a gentle sort of way. Sandy brown hair in a military cut, athletic features that let you know he was fit without screaming chiseled gymrat, and a style that screamed more laid back homebody than the stereotypical "bro vet" vibe that you get with some young officers....and a ton of junior enlisted. I took a pause and decided to message him despite knowing our ranks didn't line up because the way I saw it, we were in totally seperate brigades and there'd be no reason we would ever interact or influence eachother at work.
A few minutes later I got a reply back and soon I was texting back and forth getting to know a genuinely sweet guy with a love of the outdoors, fishing, camping, and an eye for photography, particularly some truly astounding landscape photos. The conversation came easy and I found myself happy to have a guy so interested in me. Before I got completely swept off my feet, I brought up the elephant in the room and mentioned that I was an E2 and he was an O3. He dropped the bombshell that "yeah but I'm just a guy on staff, that's not a big issue, the real issue is I need to be discreet because I'm married. Please don't hate me"
Boom. Of course the super easy to talk to makes me feel wanted and moves past my mention of our rank differences drops the counter-bomb of he has a wife. In all of my 18 years I thought I would have run away instantly. Nope. Not me. I was intrigued. I didn't run away, and I came to find out that his wife was doing a year long internship with a major corporation out of state and only really came to visit on long weekends and holidays. So Dustin had turned to Bumble to fill a piece of his love life that was currently 4 states away. Not ideal I told myself, but at least she isn't like...here on post with him and he's not coming home because he's with someone else...right? To 18 year old me trying to convince myself it was okay to be with the guy I obviously was attracted to it was sound logic. It worked. I replied back that I was up for seeing what happened with the understanding that no one was gonna leave their wife over this and no one was gonna get anyone in trouble over the rank thing.
A week of texting back and forth after moving off Bumble found Dustin and I building a fast relationship that came with similar interests and easy conversation. He wasn't overly pushy about becoming anything romantic and wasn't like "Omg send nudes". I guess he was feeling this whole thing out as much as I was. Eventually I got the text one evening of "you know you look really good in that pic you have with your friends at the beach on your profile"...I know the one. I'm wearing an electric blue string sided bikini that has pretty full coverage, rides moderately low on my hips and has basic triangle cups and string ties for the top. Okay, Dustin likes me in a bikini...this is the first obvious flirting from Dustin and I decide to be a little bold and sent him a mirror selfie in the generic black bra I had worn under my uniform that day with my uniform pants still on. I get a reply back in some stereotypical guy lingo that he really likes what he sees. I told him that if he wanted to hang out, I wouldn't put my uniform shirt back on. Cue the FaceTime call, yes Dustin I will video chat with your handsome shirtless self while wearing a bra and my uniform pants thank you very much. We talked for at least an hour and things didn't turn super sexual or anything but we did agree we needed a date that weekend. The week ahead though definitely saw a spike in "tension" between us.
I was more than a little excited by the prospect of being with someone again. I had had a little fling during AIT, but since coming to my first duty station, I had been in a bit of a dry spell. Bumble had finally come through for me, and the combined rush of potentially being with a guy again, plus the fact he was one of those forbidden officers, and married? I was on edge. I definitely had my moments of "holy shit I shouldn't be doing this" but those feelings were replaced by a feeling of almost insatiable excitement that had me counting down the days to Saturday. For the first time since highschool, I found myself putting some serious effort into some scandalous but not too "revealing" snaps to Dustin, teasing him with a peak of which panties I wore to work today, or hoping in the shower after PT with just my black Army tshirt on and sending a pic of it clinging to every curve and hiding just enough below my waist. Like I said, hard-core tease mode for four whole days.
Flash forward to Saturday and I was in my barracks room, getting ready to meet a guy I was 100% falling for just a little and I decided that no matter what happened tonight, I was not gonna be the girl who gives it all up on the first date. Definitely set myself up to potentially cock block myself, but I saw it as I didn't want to be the girl he slept with and left, I wanted to continue to tease him and leave him wanting more. I wanted him to want me. I slipped into a pair of almost painted on skinny jeans with a cute teal thong underneath with a black tanktop and matching pushup bra on top. I drove to Dustin's house somewhere in the on base housing that I'd never been and took a deep breath before walking to the door.
This was it. I was the new Private about to go see a married officer behind his wife's back. I almost chickened out and drove away, but found myself ringing the doorbell and quickly being invited in, pulled into a warm hug and a "wow you look even cuter in person" from the handsome man of my DMs, Dustin. He had apparently spent the day smoking some brisket because he had quite the spread laid out for us in the dining room as I got a quick tour of the common spaces of his home. Definitely nicer than my barracks room.
Dinner accompanied the two of us loudly cheering on a random football game on TV, sorta snuggled on the couch but at a "almost together " sort of distance. There were all sorts of reasons for us to brush up against eachother and it was almost this cat and mouse game of how far do we go as the evening progressed. Don't get me wrong, there was a ton of conversation and it came just as naturally as it had online, but now we had the palpable tension of two of us who had never been this far deciding where the limit for tonight would be.
Eventually Dustin cut the tension, saying, "you really do love to tease don't you?". Yes. Let's talk about how I've driven you wild for days and now you want me. I leaned into him, kissed him quickly but firmly on the lips before pulling away, leaving an inch between us as I looked into his eyes and whispered "yes sir". I found my face immediately in his hands, my lips pressed to his and our tongues intertwined. I gasped as he suddenly held me close and we made every effort to close any space between us as we passionately made out, his fingers running through my hair, my nails scraping his back over his tight tshirt and soon I was hot, breathless, and sure I wanted more.
I pulled away and told him he didn't get all of me tonight but he could still have dessert. I had him sit up on the edge of the couch and pulled his shorts to the floor, tossing them aside towards an end table holding pictures of him and his wife and our dirty dishes from dinner. I in turn lifted my tanktop off over my head, unclasped my black pushup bra and let it fall to the floor, kneeling between Dustin's spread legs as my small brown nipples hardened into firm nubs in arousal. I pulled back my long brown hair and tied it in a messy ponytail before bringing my face down to his firm, six inches between his legs.
I teased the length of his shaft with the tip of my tongue, feeling him twitch in expectation as I repeatedly, softly traced his length before circling his tip and heading back down the way I came. I grasped his base and swallowed half his length in one wet mouthful, a gasp of pleasure escaping his lips as my own pushed further towards his base, attempting to take his entire firm cock before the tip slipped down into my throat, triggering a slight gag reflex as I tightened around his shaft and I came up for air, a slight trail of drool connecting my lips to his tip. I stroked his now well lubed cock in a twisting motion as I asked him if his little private was doing well for him. A hand on the back of my head guiding me back to his shaft told me this wasn't too far for him. I swallowed him nearly to his base, grasping him with one hand as my free hand unbuttoned my jeans and slipped into the front of my now soaked panties, the arousal of the situation I found myself bringing me close to an edge myself.
I worked Dustin's shaft with a bobbing head, sucking lips and twisting hand that matched the rhythm I was working against my clit with the hand buried in my jeans. I increased my pace, with Dustin's hand making sure I still brought myself far enough down his length as my own pleasure came more and more to the forefront as my now soaked vagina craved more attention. I popped off his cock as I felt it begin to swell and told him to stand up as I scooted back from the couch, kneeling between his legs, looking up at him as one hand held my jeans open while the other furiously rubbed my clit as I came close to cumming myself. I moaned for Dustin to cum for me as I looked up at him, the inner walls of my vagina clenching in orgasm as the filthy phrase left my lips and I was greeted with thick streams of cum shooting over my head before falling on my uplooking face and bare breasts and Dustin climaxed after an apparently decent dry spell.
I knelt between his legs, cum covering my face and chest, my own arousal soaking my panties and in that moment I felt like the hottest woman on earth. I made a man forget his entire world and do this with me in a home that wasn't mine but his. I was addicted to the rush. Dustin reached down and offered me a hand to pull me up. He led me topless to the guest bathroom where I cleaned up, washing my face and chest before walking back to the livingroom and redressing. Neither of us made mention of the line we had just crossed together, but we sat on the couch, now cuddled like a couple with the ice broken and finished the football game that had been forgotten awhile ago.
After the game we both agreed that I should probably get going, but we agreed to see eachother again and made a date for a midweek hangout. I kissed Dustin goodnight and drove back to my barracks in my still wet panties that I hadn't changed out of. I sent Dustin a snap in them, a wet spot still visible in the front with a caption "the things you do to me(; "...needless to say he was proud of himself. I went to bed dreaming of what could come from this, and truly happy to feel wanted, even if it was from a man who wasn't all mine.
Thank you all for reading this far. Again, like I said before, any rude comments will just get you a block. If that's what you need to do to feel good about yourself, so be it. For those of you who enjoyed this, please let me know if you'd like to read more! I'm always open to constructive feedback and critiques to improve my writing! Have a great evening! <3 Hannah
2024.05.21 02:33 muse_kimtaehyung Wig sellers that ship quickly to Canada (Toronto)? Getting married in 3 weeks! Also looking for wig recommendations.
Hey guys, I’m getting married in 20 days, and needed a good wig that would ship in time. I am only 23 but I have trichillomania and have pretty much developed bald patches in my already destroyed, pixie-length hair. I have heard good things about Jon Renau, Raquel Welch, etc. but am not sure where to buy them online to make sure they reach me on time.
My budget is <$200 ideally, but I can stretch it up to <$500 if it’s worth it. Since I am pretty clueless with wigs, I would like any synthetic beginner-friendly wig that I can just put on (so I guess no lace front?). I have dark hair, so any thing jet black or dark brown would be ideal. Something natural looking and shoulder-length and wavy would be ideal, but I’m also okay with short/straight hair bobs.
I am also getting married in a tropical country with 35-40 celsius temperatures, so hoping for something that can withstand the heat.
Thank you so much for your advice!
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My budget is <$200 ideally, but I can stretch it up to <$500 if it’s worth it. Since I am pretty clueless with wigs, I would like any synthetic beginner-friendly wig that I can just put on (so I guess no lace front?). I have dark hair, so any thing jet black or dark brown would be ideal. Something natural looking and shoulder-length and wavy would be ideal, but I’m also okay with short/straight hair bobs.
I am also getting married in a tropical country with 35-40 celsius temperatures, so hoping for something that can withstand the heat.
Thank you so much for your advice!
2024.05.21 01:40 CyberSapien7 [984] Emma Twenty-Three
Emma Twenty-Three stood staring in childlike curiosity as her acquaintance Bob Twenty-Seven lay in a deep slumber. His polished cinnamon leather saints, size number 9, pointed up towards the wispy clouds. Half of his body sprawled out across the warm honey-and-mustard-colored pavers, the same paver path Emma walked on her short travels to work every day. His brown suede jacket lay uncharacteristically open, revealing the white underside of his coat pockets. How strange, she thought, in all the years she had known Bob, she was sure he would never leave his dwelling pod without his morning coat buttoned and fashioned properly. In fact, she knew he was quite particular when it came to that.
A light tap clicked at the toe of her black Mary Janes. Looking down, a realization dawned on her. The thread had been severed; his button must have worn away at its binding strings and simply fallen off. It all began to make much more sense. The stylish and sharp-dressed credit delivery man's recent attire mishap could all be explained so easily now. That's it: Bob Twenty-seven's coat was so disheveled for one simple reason. He had simply lost its button. Picking up the standard brown four-hole button, Emma moved in closer, relieved. She let out a light airy hum only she could hear; it pleased her quite a bit knowing she could realign things to normal by returning Bob's missing fastener. The clothing boutique she worked at was only a short five-minute walk from here; all her needle, thread, and seamstress tools would be there. She could fix Bob up in no time at all, Emma thought, a small smile forming on her soft, rose-colored cheeked face. When things got out of place in her life, which they rarely, if ever, did, she was always quick to correct them; it's just the way her mind was woven.
But the oddest thing happened when she moved nearer to Bob's position. Now with a better sightline, a patch of tiny hairs on the back of her neck tingled undesirably, which was then followed by a sudden wide dilation in her pupils. She could feel them just as intensely as she could feel her rounding back and shoulders wound tight with tension, eerily unable to move. It was then that she had come to realize Bob Twenty-seven wasn't alone.
Hunched and back turned, a man in an even more unsettling coat filled with filth and holes had a hand inside Bob Twenty-Seven's opposite coat pocket. Emma's eyes couldn't register what she was seeing. Something between the connection pairing her eyes, head, and comprehension was failing. With a slight tilt to her chin, she watched as the man rustled in Bob's pocket. Metal clanking and rattling sounded as he replaced what was in that pocket with his own. A slithering creature moved from underneath the man's rotting coat, appearing as a somewhat withered leafy brown point protruding out slowly. Revealing itself further, the strange scaled creature wavered like a large worm, continuing to slide further and further from underneath the man's coat. With an extended twitch, it flicked Bob's still slumbering face with a spitting whack. She found her eyes would not look away; actually, they could not, immense curiosity and confusion hijacked her attention.
The crouched figure buried his head closer to Bob's abdomen right as a snapping crunch sound passed into her ears. Red dye or paint began to form a small puddle at their side. "Please no," she wanted to say. If the unknown man and Bob weren't careful, the red dye would stain their clothes more than they already were. Now even what she had thought was a separate creature moved again, its pointed tip and hard scales twitching and slithering in the increasingly growing pool of red dye. Emma then knew this was officially the most unsettlingly abnormal day she could ever remember.
Leon Seven took a place next to her. Emma was so distracted she hadn't even heard his loud shoes clicking on the pavers as they normally did.
"Well day, isn't it? Good Emma Twenty-Three."
Shaking her mind from the tangle of confusion and questions, Emma found herself responding in her normal predetermined greeting pattern.
"Evermore well it is, good Leon Seven."
"Is that Bob Twenty-Seven? Surely he is not sleeping at this hour and place? If so, he is going to miss..." His voice cut off and wavered on the last few words as he most assuredly noticed the ragged man with some appendage-like creature atop Bob.
A brief pause as the two citizens took in the unordinary scene.
Then, after a moment, responding as if she knew the rest of his sentence, which she did due to the common greeting patterns, Emma replied, trying to be cordial. "That's a most excellent point, Leon Seven. I think it has something to do with this other man. Do you by chance know who he is?"
Studying both Leon and the slightly larger than average scaled man, Emma noticed Leon's eyes were first drawn to the appendage sticking out from beneath his torn and mangled coat. The appendage, possibly a tail, she was starting to seriously consider, had shimmering light brown scales like those fictional reptiles but only a few shades darker than her own skin. As she followed the dark and muddy coat to the man's neck, she realized the scales also contorted around the back and side of his head but in a finer pattern.
"I regret to say, good Emma Twenty-Three, I have never seen such a man. Rather strange-looking one, wouldn't you say?"
It was then Bob Twenty-Seven's foot jumped and contorted with a convulsion, then fell still again as the slightly larger man pushed into his neck. More strange red dye or liquid spilled on the path and freshly mowed green grass nearby. That uneasy wet chewing sound continued.
"Thawp, Thwap, Thwap."
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A light tap clicked at the toe of her black Mary Janes. Looking down, a realization dawned on her. The thread had been severed; his button must have worn away at its binding strings and simply fallen off. It all began to make much more sense. The stylish and sharp-dressed credit delivery man's recent attire mishap could all be explained so easily now. That's it: Bob Twenty-seven's coat was so disheveled for one simple reason. He had simply lost its button. Picking up the standard brown four-hole button, Emma moved in closer, relieved. She let out a light airy hum only she could hear; it pleased her quite a bit knowing she could realign things to normal by returning Bob's missing fastener. The clothing boutique she worked at was only a short five-minute walk from here; all her needle, thread, and seamstress tools would be there. She could fix Bob up in no time at all, Emma thought, a small smile forming on her soft, rose-colored cheeked face. When things got out of place in her life, which they rarely, if ever, did, she was always quick to correct them; it's just the way her mind was woven.
But the oddest thing happened when she moved nearer to Bob's position. Now with a better sightline, a patch of tiny hairs on the back of her neck tingled undesirably, which was then followed by a sudden wide dilation in her pupils. She could feel them just as intensely as she could feel her rounding back and shoulders wound tight with tension, eerily unable to move. It was then that she had come to realize Bob Twenty-seven wasn't alone.
Hunched and back turned, a man in an even more unsettling coat filled with filth and holes had a hand inside Bob Twenty-Seven's opposite coat pocket. Emma's eyes couldn't register what she was seeing. Something between the connection pairing her eyes, head, and comprehension was failing. With a slight tilt to her chin, she watched as the man rustled in Bob's pocket. Metal clanking and rattling sounded as he replaced what was in that pocket with his own. A slithering creature moved from underneath the man's rotting coat, appearing as a somewhat withered leafy brown point protruding out slowly. Revealing itself further, the strange scaled creature wavered like a large worm, continuing to slide further and further from underneath the man's coat. With an extended twitch, it flicked Bob's still slumbering face with a spitting whack. She found her eyes would not look away; actually, they could not, immense curiosity and confusion hijacked her attention.
The crouched figure buried his head closer to Bob's abdomen right as a snapping crunch sound passed into her ears. Red dye or paint began to form a small puddle at their side. "Please no," she wanted to say. If the unknown man and Bob weren't careful, the red dye would stain their clothes more than they already were. Now even what she had thought was a separate creature moved again, its pointed tip and hard scales twitching and slithering in the increasingly growing pool of red dye. Emma then knew this was officially the most unsettlingly abnormal day she could ever remember.
Leon Seven took a place next to her. Emma was so distracted she hadn't even heard his loud shoes clicking on the pavers as they normally did.
"Well day, isn't it? Good Emma Twenty-Three."
Shaking her mind from the tangle of confusion and questions, Emma found herself responding in her normal predetermined greeting pattern.
"Evermore well it is, good Leon Seven."
"Is that Bob Twenty-Seven? Surely he is not sleeping at this hour and place? If so, he is going to miss..." His voice cut off and wavered on the last few words as he most assuredly noticed the ragged man with some appendage-like creature atop Bob.
A brief pause as the two citizens took in the unordinary scene.
Then, after a moment, responding as if she knew the rest of his sentence, which she did due to the common greeting patterns, Emma replied, trying to be cordial. "That's a most excellent point, Leon Seven. I think it has something to do with this other man. Do you by chance know who he is?"
Studying both Leon and the slightly larger than average scaled man, Emma noticed Leon's eyes were first drawn to the appendage sticking out from beneath his torn and mangled coat. The appendage, possibly a tail, she was starting to seriously consider, had shimmering light brown scales like those fictional reptiles but only a few shades darker than her own skin. As she followed the dark and muddy coat to the man's neck, she realized the scales also contorted around the back and side of his head but in a finer pattern.
"I regret to say, good Emma Twenty-Three, I have never seen such a man. Rather strange-looking one, wouldn't you say?"
It was then Bob Twenty-Seven's foot jumped and contorted with a convulsion, then fell still again as the slightly larger man pushed into his neck. More strange red dye or liquid spilled on the path and freshly mowed green grass nearby. That uneasy wet chewing sound continued.
"Thawp, Thwap, Thwap."
2024.05.21 00:09 arugula_fox Finally Home at DC
 | I first learned about Kibbe four or so years ago and immediately loved the idea of refining a wardrobe based on it, but was also immediately overwhelmed. I had a gut feeling it may be DC for me, but overall, I became too bogged down in worries about my own bias and all the language. So I gave up. submitted by arugula_fox to DramaticClassic [link] [comments] The last year or so, I've been toying around with it again and trying to be more objective about it. There are several types I knew I could rule out right away, but about 3 or 4 I'd consider over and over again, with none of them feeling quite right. This past weekend I took a quiz again with a better grasp of the concepts and got a leaning DC result. Huh, I thought. Could it be? It all makes sense now. I'm only 5'2", but people have always thought I'm a bit taller - not extremely so, they just never think of me as "short" exactly. "Petite" has never been a word used to describe me. Even as a child, I didn't have the childlike or dainty qualities that seem to be associated with gamines, so despite my height, those types just never felt right. My face has always felt more dramatic: I have a large, bony nose and non-rounded eyes. My cheek bones too are more prominent at my ideal weight and I have a heavy browline (thus the bangs). My hands and feet are large for my height, but otherwise, my body feels fairly neutral: a defined waist and bust, but not overly curvy, either. My hair has a bit of a natural wave, but I feel overwhelmed when it's too "free" and prefer a more defined style - pic is about as wild as I let it get. I was still doubting it a bit until last night I was going over the recommended clothing lines for DC and it hit me: these are all my comfort items that I've always felt best in. I love tapered skirts and strong, clean necklines. I feel lost in anything without structure and love heavier linens, crisp cottons, items with interfacing. I want to wear a tailored blazer with everything. All my favorite shoes are narrow with a pointed toe: not too delicate or too chunky, but just right. I like straight and wide legged pants, but not skinny or oversized ones. My ideal outfit is neutral with a punch of color. Handbags, too, should be structured and sleek. Jewelry significant, but not chunky either. Maybe this is it! I'd love to hear any of your aha moment stories. I'm excited to be here finally and learn more about how to look & feel our best. Of course, if you feel I've missed something and might more closely align with another type, I'm open to that delivered in a constructive manner as well. Pic is of me in some of my best staples. I'm a bit heavier than my ideal weight, but feeling quite good in this outfit all the same 🙂 |
2024.05.21 00:09 MPZ1968 I Made A Deal With An Old Man In A Food Court Bathroom (Part 27)
“Holy shit!”, Derek said, “Rock and Roll! Let’s go!”
“Wait a second, dear boy!”, Bob instructed, “REBECCA! EDGAR! When you are finished meet us in the limo!”, he yelled loudly.
He then motioned for Derek to go.
Derek took the band-aid off his forehead then stepped off the plane, and began walking slowly down the steps, waving, smiling, and throwing up the horns as he did.
The screaming from the crowd grew louder.
Anyway, Corey followed Derek, then Stephen, then Ricky, who took off his head wrap before he walked off the plane.
Tony went next, all of them doing the same as Derek as they too walked down the steps.
I reached down, took hold of Donna’s hand, raised it to my lips, kissed it, and asked, “Are you ready, Babe!”
She smiled, and said, “Yes!”
“Oh, give it a rest already. You two are downright sickening!”, Bob commented.
“Shut up, Bob!”, I shot back.
“Remember what I said, Mr. Hard-Sell!”, Bob said sternly.
“Mr. Who?”, asked Donna.
“I’ll explain it later, Babe! Let’s go!”, I replied.
We then exited the plane together, walked down the steps holding hands, and waved to the crowd.
Bob was last to exit.
One by one, we made our way down the steps, across the carpet, and into the waiting limousine.
I, of course, let Donna go first, then crossed over her, to give her the window seat.
It was the same exact layout as the other limo, so I assumed it was the same one.
It was equipped with all the same incentives as before, except the hard stuff.
Derek, Corey, Stephen, and Ricky began indulging in their favorite incentives
Donna & I looked out of the limo door to see Bob just reaching the bottom of the steps, when loud oh’s and ah’s, came from the opening of the plane.
Bob turned around, as we looked up, to see Edgar and Rebecca both trying to squeeze through the door of the plane at the same time.
“Move!”, “You move!”, “I’m going first!”, “No, me!”, “Jezebel”, “Daddy’s bitch!” They argued.
The crowd began laughing, instead of cheering.
Rebecca then took her arm, and hit Edgar in his chest, knocking him back into the plane, as she stepped out, and began walking down the steps, smiling and waving with her right hand, like a supermodel, still wearing the nurses hat, and twirling the stethoscope with her left hand.
I didn’t see her tail, so I assumed she had it tucked up underneath her shirt.
Edgar soon emerged from the plane stumbling, composed himself, and began walking down the steps, open handed waving with his right hand as he did.
He was carrying his pilot’s jacket and hat in his left hand
Anyway, Bob then got in the limo, then Rebecca, then Edgar.
Someone then shut the door.
“What in the Holy name of me was that?”, Bob yelled.
“He started it!”, “She started it!”, they began arguing.
Donna scooted closer to me.
“And I am going to end it!”, Bob yelled once again, “If you two can not act professional, instead of acting like spoiled little brats, then I will banish you both to the lake of fire, and not think twice about it!
Rebecca! I love you, as much as the devil can, and Edgar! You are my most loyal Demon, next to The Seeker that is! But I WILL NOT tolerate ANYONE or ANYTHING interfering with the success of my plan! Do I… make myself… clear?!”
“Yes, Daddy!”, “Yes, Sir!”, they both answered.
“We’ll see about that”, Bob said.
He then smiled, like clicking off a switch and said dramatically, “Now, on to the hotel!”
He then knocked on the mirrored glass that was separating the front of the limo from the back once again.
The limo then slowly pulled away.
“Who’s driving the limo?”, Ricky asked again.
The mirror then rolled down.
I didn’t know it could do that, last time, if you remember, they used the phone.
Anyway, the driver then turned around to look at us… It was the old man.
“It’s me!… just like last time!”, he said laughing, then rolled the mirror back up.
Rebecca then turned to Donna, who was sitting next to her, and said, “Girl! We matching! That’s what besties do!”
In all the craziness, I didn’t realize that Donna and Rebecca were wearing the very same outfit, and so was Edgar.
“Cool!”, Donna said, hesitantly.
“I got my jeans!”, Rebecca said smiling.
Corey then chimed in, “Hey, Demon chick!”, he said, and pointed at Rebecca.
“I am NOT a demon! I am a succubus”, she said defiantly.
“Yeah, Yeah! Whatever!”, he replied, “Ever since we met you, you have been trying to seduce us. Hell, you even tried to kiss me, and now you’re acting like some demented Valley Girl!”
I love that movie.
Anyway, Corey then continued, “What’s up with that?”
“You are all second hand news. I tried, was denied, and now I’m moving on. I have my sights set on someone else.
Besides, I always wanted a best friend, someone that was not intimidated by my sexuality, fearing that I would take what was theirs.
My bestie here knows that I have absolutely no chance with her man. He looks at her, like most men look at me. I am not the compilation of all his desires, and never will be. She is. The fact that he wanted her to stay, let’s me, and her, know that. It is she who holds his desire. Not me. So i don’t have to be what is expected of me. I am free to be the real me.”, Rebecca replied.
“Can I use that?”, I asked Rebecca excitedly.
“Use what?”, she asked me back.
“The last two sentences that you just said! Can I use them? I’ll give you a writers credit!”, I responded.
“I don’t remember what I said”, she admitted
“I don’t have to be what is expected of me. I am free to be the real me.
That would make a great verse for a song.”, I said. “Can I use it?”, I asked again.
“Songwriters, Man!”, Stephen said wasted, shaking his head, “Wild Bunch!”
“Just say Yes, dear!”, Bob said nonchalantly.
“O- Ok! Um, Yes!”, Rebecca answered, “But what’s a writers credit?”, she asked.
“I’ll tell you later, dear!”, Bob told her, nonchalantly as well.
I actually used that verse in a song later on, giving her a Writers Credit like I said I would.
Anyway, “Can I have a beer, Sir?”, Edgar asked Bob.
“These incentives are NOT for you, Edgar. They are for the band, and Tony.”, Bob answered.
Edgar just hung his head.
“Hey, Bob! Edgar played keyboards on the album, so technically he IS part of the band. I don’t care if he has one! Do you guys?”, Derek asked.
“Nope!”, “Go ahead!”, “I don’t care!”, “Go for it!”, the four of us answered.
Edgar then got up and got a beer, for which he shared with Rebecca, then got back up to get them both a beer, when the first one was gone.
Those two really hit it off. Laughing, joking, leaning into one another. It was weird.
I know, right!
I made Donna and I a cup of coffee, and got Tony a bottle of water.
I don’t know how much time passed , but it wasn’t too long after that, that the limo stopped, and the mirror rolled back down again.
“Sir! We’re here!”, the old man said, rolling the mirror back up.
Bob then clapped his hands again and said, “Boys! Boys! And ladies! Once we enter the hotel, let me do the talking, you just smile and nod. Understand?”
“Yes” was the collective response.
The back door then opened, and it was the same as it was at the airport.
Crowds of screaming fans, a red carpet, and flashbulbs flashing.
Bob exited first, because he’s Bob.
Tony exited next, because he’s our bodyguard, and had to be able to stop any overzealous fans from harming us.
We didn’t think about that when we exited the plane.
Anyway, Donna and I went next.
Stephen and Ricky went after us, completely hammered.
Derek and Corey went after them, stoned out of their minds.
And last was Edgar and Rebecca, glowing like love sick teenagers.
It was very odd, to say the least.
The sign on the side of the hotel was written in Japanese, so I couldn’t tell you the name of the place if I wanted to.
Anyway, we walked, in that order, to the front door.
Bob opened the door and we walked inside.
It wasn’t that bad. It wasn’t a 5 star by any means, or even a 3 star, for that matter. But I’ve seen worse.
We walked up to the desk and was greeted by an old Japanese woman, trying to communicate with us in what?… that’s right! Japanese!
We had no idea what she was saying.
Bob then ran over to her and started speaking, in what I can only assume was the language she was speaking.
After a short conversation, she reached behind her and pulled 7 room keys off the wall, and handed them to Bob.
“Here you go, Boys! One for the four of you!”,Bob said, handing Derek, Corey, Stephen, and Ricky, each a key.
“One for the two of you!”, handing one to me and Donna.
“One for you Big Man!”, handing one to Tony.
“And one for you Edgar, you have to run the board, for tomorrow nights concert!”, handing the last one to Edgar.
“Rebecca, you come with me!”
“Do I have too, Daddy?”, she asked.
“Yeah, Um! Does she have to, Sir?”, asked Edgar.
We all just stood there with a “What the fuck” expression on our faces.
“You are not a child, Rebecca. You can make your own decisions. I have to remember that. Do you want to stay?”, Bob asked.
“Yes, Daddy! Yes, please!”, she answered excitedly.
“Very well, my dear!”, Bob responded, as Rebecca bounced up and down and clapped her hands, “Yay!”, she said.
Edgar smiled hard.
That “What the fuck” look we had on our faces, turned into a “what the fucking fuck” look.
“Now, I trust you all can handle yourselves from here, you’re rooms are just down that hall. Enjoy boys… and girls.”, Bob said standing there.
“Dude, let’s hit the bar, and spend some of this signing bonus!”, Derek said. Corey, Stephen, and Ricky all agreed.
Bob then spoke,” Boys! I don’t care what you do, how you do it, or who you do it with, but know this. You WILL be up, awake, ready to go, and waiting in this lobby, at 6 o’clock tomorrow morning, human time that is. If you are not, I guarantee you, there will be HELL TO PAY!”
“Okay!”, they all said, then wandered off to find the bar.
“Now, I have to confirm the events for tomorrow, so I bid you all ado! If you need anything, just call my name, and I will return! To-da-loo!”, Bob said, snapped his fingers, and disappeared into… you know what he disappeared into, Right?
Edgar and Rebecca took off like a bat out of hell toward their room, which was right next to ours. Edgar dropped the key in his nervous excitement, found it, opened the door, and they quickly went inside, shutting the door, but not closing it all the way.
About a minute later, we saw the tip of Rebecca’s tail poke out of the opening, place a “DO NOT DISTURB” sign on the doorknob, then slowly close the door.
“I hope she doesn’t kill him?” I said.
“He’s a demon. I’m not sure if she can.”, Donna replied.
“Good point!”, I said.
“They do make a cute couple though!”, Tony commented.
“Agreed!” I said, putting my arm around Donna’s shoulder and walking to our room, as Tony walked to his.
I opened the door, and looked inside.
It was at that very moment that I realized that the bedroom in the house, was not a bedroom at all. It was a hotel room, the same hotel room that I was looking at.
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“Wait a second, dear boy!”, Bob instructed, “REBECCA! EDGAR! When you are finished meet us in the limo!”, he yelled loudly.
He then motioned for Derek to go.
Derek took the band-aid off his forehead then stepped off the plane, and began walking slowly down the steps, waving, smiling, and throwing up the horns as he did.
The screaming from the crowd grew louder.
Anyway, Corey followed Derek, then Stephen, then Ricky, who took off his head wrap before he walked off the plane.
Tony went next, all of them doing the same as Derek as they too walked down the steps.
I reached down, took hold of Donna’s hand, raised it to my lips, kissed it, and asked, “Are you ready, Babe!”
She smiled, and said, “Yes!”
“Oh, give it a rest already. You two are downright sickening!”, Bob commented.
“Shut up, Bob!”, I shot back.
“Remember what I said, Mr. Hard-Sell!”, Bob said sternly.
“Mr. Who?”, asked Donna.
“I’ll explain it later, Babe! Let’s go!”, I replied.
We then exited the plane together, walked down the steps holding hands, and waved to the crowd.
Bob was last to exit.
One by one, we made our way down the steps, across the carpet, and into the waiting limousine.
I, of course, let Donna go first, then crossed over her, to give her the window seat.
It was the same exact layout as the other limo, so I assumed it was the same one.
It was equipped with all the same incentives as before, except the hard stuff.
Derek, Corey, Stephen, and Ricky began indulging in their favorite incentives
Donna & I looked out of the limo door to see Bob just reaching the bottom of the steps, when loud oh’s and ah’s, came from the opening of the plane.
Bob turned around, as we looked up, to see Edgar and Rebecca both trying to squeeze through the door of the plane at the same time.
“Move!”, “You move!”, “I’m going first!”, “No, me!”, “Jezebel”, “Daddy’s bitch!” They argued.
The crowd began laughing, instead of cheering.
Rebecca then took her arm, and hit Edgar in his chest, knocking him back into the plane, as she stepped out, and began walking down the steps, smiling and waving with her right hand, like a supermodel, still wearing the nurses hat, and twirling the stethoscope with her left hand.
I didn’t see her tail, so I assumed she had it tucked up underneath her shirt.
Edgar soon emerged from the plane stumbling, composed himself, and began walking down the steps, open handed waving with his right hand as he did.
He was carrying his pilot’s jacket and hat in his left hand
Anyway, Bob then got in the limo, then Rebecca, then Edgar.
Someone then shut the door.
“What in the Holy name of me was that?”, Bob yelled.
“He started it!”, “She started it!”, they began arguing.
Donna scooted closer to me.
“And I am going to end it!”, Bob yelled once again, “If you two can not act professional, instead of acting like spoiled little brats, then I will banish you both to the lake of fire, and not think twice about it!
Rebecca! I love you, as much as the devil can, and Edgar! You are my most loyal Demon, next to The Seeker that is! But I WILL NOT tolerate ANYONE or ANYTHING interfering with the success of my plan! Do I… make myself… clear?!”
“Yes, Daddy!”, “Yes, Sir!”, they both answered.
“We’ll see about that”, Bob said.
He then smiled, like clicking off a switch and said dramatically, “Now, on to the hotel!”
He then knocked on the mirrored glass that was separating the front of the limo from the back once again.
The limo then slowly pulled away.
“Who’s driving the limo?”, Ricky asked again.
The mirror then rolled down.
I didn’t know it could do that, last time, if you remember, they used the phone.
Anyway, the driver then turned around to look at us… It was the old man.
“It’s me!… just like last time!”, he said laughing, then rolled the mirror back up.
Rebecca then turned to Donna, who was sitting next to her, and said, “Girl! We matching! That’s what besties do!”
In all the craziness, I didn’t realize that Donna and Rebecca were wearing the very same outfit, and so was Edgar.
“Cool!”, Donna said, hesitantly.
“I got my jeans!”, Rebecca said smiling.
Corey then chimed in, “Hey, Demon chick!”, he said, and pointed at Rebecca.
“I am NOT a demon! I am a succubus”, she said defiantly.
“Yeah, Yeah! Whatever!”, he replied, “Ever since we met you, you have been trying to seduce us. Hell, you even tried to kiss me, and now you’re acting like some demented Valley Girl!”
I love that movie.
Anyway, Corey then continued, “What’s up with that?”
“You are all second hand news. I tried, was denied, and now I’m moving on. I have my sights set on someone else.
Besides, I always wanted a best friend, someone that was not intimidated by my sexuality, fearing that I would take what was theirs.
My bestie here knows that I have absolutely no chance with her man. He looks at her, like most men look at me. I am not the compilation of all his desires, and never will be. She is. The fact that he wanted her to stay, let’s me, and her, know that. It is she who holds his desire. Not me. So i don’t have to be what is expected of me. I am free to be the real me.”, Rebecca replied.
“Can I use that?”, I asked Rebecca excitedly.
“Use what?”, she asked me back.
“The last two sentences that you just said! Can I use them? I’ll give you a writers credit!”, I responded.
“I don’t remember what I said”, she admitted
“I don’t have to be what is expected of me. I am free to be the real me.
That would make a great verse for a song.”, I said. “Can I use it?”, I asked again.
“Songwriters, Man!”, Stephen said wasted, shaking his head, “Wild Bunch!”
“Just say Yes, dear!”, Bob said nonchalantly.
“O- Ok! Um, Yes!”, Rebecca answered, “But what’s a writers credit?”, she asked.
“I’ll tell you later, dear!”, Bob told her, nonchalantly as well.
I actually used that verse in a song later on, giving her a Writers Credit like I said I would.
Anyway, “Can I have a beer, Sir?”, Edgar asked Bob.
“These incentives are NOT for you, Edgar. They are for the band, and Tony.”, Bob answered.
Edgar just hung his head.
“Hey, Bob! Edgar played keyboards on the album, so technically he IS part of the band. I don’t care if he has one! Do you guys?”, Derek asked.
“Nope!”, “Go ahead!”, “I don’t care!”, “Go for it!”, the four of us answered.
Edgar then got up and got a beer, for which he shared with Rebecca, then got back up to get them both a beer, when the first one was gone.
Those two really hit it off. Laughing, joking, leaning into one another. It was weird.
I know, right!
I made Donna and I a cup of coffee, and got Tony a bottle of water.
I don’t know how much time passed , but it wasn’t too long after that, that the limo stopped, and the mirror rolled back down again.
“Sir! We’re here!”, the old man said, rolling the mirror back up.
Bob then clapped his hands again and said, “Boys! Boys! And ladies! Once we enter the hotel, let me do the talking, you just smile and nod. Understand?”
“Yes” was the collective response.
The back door then opened, and it was the same as it was at the airport.
Crowds of screaming fans, a red carpet, and flashbulbs flashing.
Bob exited first, because he’s Bob.
Tony exited next, because he’s our bodyguard, and had to be able to stop any overzealous fans from harming us.
We didn’t think about that when we exited the plane.
Anyway, Donna and I went next.
Stephen and Ricky went after us, completely hammered.
Derek and Corey went after them, stoned out of their minds.
And last was Edgar and Rebecca, glowing like love sick teenagers.
It was very odd, to say the least.
The sign on the side of the hotel was written in Japanese, so I couldn’t tell you the name of the place if I wanted to.
Anyway, we walked, in that order, to the front door.
Bob opened the door and we walked inside.
It wasn’t that bad. It wasn’t a 5 star by any means, or even a 3 star, for that matter. But I’ve seen worse.
We walked up to the desk and was greeted by an old Japanese woman, trying to communicate with us in what?… that’s right! Japanese!
We had no idea what she was saying.
Bob then ran over to her and started speaking, in what I can only assume was the language she was speaking.
After a short conversation, she reached behind her and pulled 7 room keys off the wall, and handed them to Bob.
“Here you go, Boys! One for the four of you!”,Bob said, handing Derek, Corey, Stephen, and Ricky, each a key.
“One for the two of you!”, handing one to me and Donna.
“One for you Big Man!”, handing one to Tony.
“And one for you Edgar, you have to run the board, for tomorrow nights concert!”, handing the last one to Edgar.
“Rebecca, you come with me!”
“Do I have too, Daddy?”, she asked.
“Yeah, Um! Does she have to, Sir?”, asked Edgar.
We all just stood there with a “What the fuck” expression on our faces.
“You are not a child, Rebecca. You can make your own decisions. I have to remember that. Do you want to stay?”, Bob asked.
“Yes, Daddy! Yes, please!”, she answered excitedly.
“Very well, my dear!”, Bob responded, as Rebecca bounced up and down and clapped her hands, “Yay!”, she said.
Edgar smiled hard.
That “What the fuck” look we had on our faces, turned into a “what the fucking fuck” look.
“Now, I trust you all can handle yourselves from here, you’re rooms are just down that hall. Enjoy boys… and girls.”, Bob said standing there.
“Dude, let’s hit the bar, and spend some of this signing bonus!”, Derek said. Corey, Stephen, and Ricky all agreed.
Bob then spoke,” Boys! I don’t care what you do, how you do it, or who you do it with, but know this. You WILL be up, awake, ready to go, and waiting in this lobby, at 6 o’clock tomorrow morning, human time that is. If you are not, I guarantee you, there will be HELL TO PAY!”
“Okay!”, they all said, then wandered off to find the bar.
“Now, I have to confirm the events for tomorrow, so I bid you all ado! If you need anything, just call my name, and I will return! To-da-loo!”, Bob said, snapped his fingers, and disappeared into… you know what he disappeared into, Right?
Edgar and Rebecca took off like a bat out of hell toward their room, which was right next to ours. Edgar dropped the key in his nervous excitement, found it, opened the door, and they quickly went inside, shutting the door, but not closing it all the way.
About a minute later, we saw the tip of Rebecca’s tail poke out of the opening, place a “DO NOT DISTURB” sign on the doorknob, then slowly close the door.
“I hope she doesn’t kill him?” I said.
“He’s a demon. I’m not sure if she can.”, Donna replied.
“Good point!”, I said.
“They do make a cute couple though!”, Tony commented.
“Agreed!” I said, putting my arm around Donna’s shoulder and walking to our room, as Tony walked to his.
I opened the door, and looked inside.
It was at that very moment that I realized that the bedroom in the house, was not a bedroom at all. It was a hotel room, the same hotel room that I was looking at.
2024.05.20 23:56 MPZ1968 I Made A Deal With An Old Man In A Food Court Bathroom (Part 24)
“Um! Bob! You have a lovely daughter there, but… Um! She has a tail. Am I correct in what I’m thinking?”, I asked.
“Yes, Mr. Hard-Sell. You would be correct. Rebecca is an 867 year old Succubus. She is not only off-limits to you, because she is my daughter. But also because, the six of you, yes, including you Big Man, are an intricate part of my plan. I can’t have her seducing you, then killing you. Although the majority of you are already dead, and would come back to life, the remainder are not, and would not. Your untimely deaths would hinder my plan immensely. I do hope that you understand.“, Bob said, still standing
“I do!”, “Yup!, “You know it”, “Absolutely!”, “Sure do!”, “I don’t wanna die!”, we all said in response.
“Good!”, Bob stated.
Rebecca then came back into the room.
“Edgar said he just finished his checklists, and that we will be taxiing to the runway soon, Daddy!”, Rebecca said, not so seductively.
“Very well, Dear! Take your seat!”, Bob said.
Rebecca then took a seat in the chair next to the TV, close to Bob, directly in front of us, and began rubbing the tip of her tail playfully.
She then winked at us, and licked her lips.
“REBECCA!”, Bob shouted, and looked at her hard faced once again.
Rebecca dropped her tail, and just sat there, pouting.
We then taxied to the runway, and stopped.
Shortly after, we heard the intercom make a popping sound, then Edgar’s nasally voice was heard saying, “Good Evening, Passengers, and Welcome to Hellfire Airlines, Flight 666. Nah!, I’m just kidding, I don’t even think we have a number.”
He then laughed.
“The time is 5:08 PM, Human time. The weather conditions are clear and sunny. I always wanted to say that.”, he continued, then laughed again.
He finished by saying, “But seriously, Guys. We’re taking off now. So, wish me luck!”
There was a brief moment of silence, then we heard Edgar say over the intercom again, “Okay! Fingers crossed, Here goes. Um!… Release brake. Wow!… Ok!… Advance throttle! Woah! We’re movin’ now!”
The plane then started moving forward fast, shaking and bouncing as it went, and so was Rebecca.
We all just stared at her.
“Boys! Remember what I said!” Bob told us.
We all closed our eyes, turned our heads, or covered our faces, in an attempt to look away, as Edgar continued on the intercom.
“Um! Ok! Check speed! Faster! Faster! Got it… Lock it… Yeah Baby!… Pull the stick thing… Man, this thing is heavy! Um! Oh shit!… We’re fly… Did I leave this on?… Oh, Fuck!”
We then heard the popping sound of the intercom turning off.
Bob just covered his face, and shook his head, as the plane ascended into the sky.
Rebecca was now smiling.
We, however, were completely scared shitless.
When the plane leveled off, we all began to check and see if we pissed or shit ourselves.
Luckily, no one did. Tony was sweating profusely though.
“Are you alright, Man?”, I asked Tony.
“Yeah, I think so, Mike! Thanks for asking!”, Tony said.
“No problem, Dude!”, I replied.
We all just sat there, for a little while, not saying a word, trying to calm our nerves.
The plane then suddenly began to shake violently.
Tony screamed.
“We’re gonna die, Dude!”, Stephen yelled.
“I’m too young to die!”, Derek said.
“Shut up, Dude! We’re already dead.”, Ricky replied.
“Oh, yeah!”, Stephen responded.
“Right!”, Derek said.
“Boys! Boys! Its just a little turbulence. I told you, Edgar has it all under control. However, you boys look all stressed out. Would you like a little stress relief?
“What kind of Stress Relief?”, Tony asked.
“Oh, you’ll see! Rebecca, why don’t you go keep Edgar company for a while! I’ll let you know when to come back!”
Rebecca smiled wider, and her eyes brightened.
“Okay!”, she said excitedly, and hopped with a bounce, out of her seat.
“Not that kind of company! The poor boy will kill us all. Well, you know what I mean!”, Bob said.
“Okay, Daddy! I’ll just talk to him.” She said saddened, and slowly walked back through the curtain, her tail dragging on the floor.
As she did, we heard her say, “I’m never getting laid with you around!”
We all kinda laughed at that one, except Bob of course.
He shook it off, and said, “Now Tony! Remember what your friend here was doing with his hands earlier”, and pointed at Corey.
“Yeah!”, Tony answered, and moved his hands curvingly, just like Corey did.
“That’s Right, Big Man!… Girls!” Bob said, and snapped his fingers.
Suddenly, the door between the pinball machines opened up, and out walked six seductively dressed women, in various colored, practically see through, lacey lingerie, all well endowed.
2 Blondes, 2 Redheads, 1 Brunette, and a black haired girl.
“They must have been waiting in our rooms when Bob gave us a tour of the plane. We didn’t see them, because we didn’t go in the rooms then.”, I thought.
Anyway, a different girl went to each one of us, and began flirting, and rubbing shoulders, amongst other things.
Derek and Corey jumped at the opportunity, and began making out with their girls almost immediately, and soon ventured to their rooms.
Stephen and Ricky “Hung Out” with their girls for a while, like a little date, before doing the same.
Tony was just laughing, and having the time of his life, as his girl rubbed the top of his head… The one on his shoulders, you sick freaks.
When “my” girl approached me, I greeted her with a handshake, and told her I wasn’t interested, but told her Tony would be ecstatic having the “attention” of two girls.
She smiled, and went to join in the fun with Tony.
Both girls actually had to lead Tony to his room.
I just sat there.
“Mr. Hard-Sell?”, Bob inquired, “Not interested! Are you one of THOSE kind of guys?”, he asked.
“No, Bob!”, I said, “I’m just picky about my girls. Some say I have a unique preference. All those girls are incredibly beautiful, they’re just not my type.”
“What is your type, Mr. Hard-Sell?”, Bob asked.
I tried to think of the best way to respectfully describe them.
After a few seconds, I said, “You can laugh if you want to, everyone does, but I don’t give a shit. I like Big Girls, Bob! Thick and Fluffy! That’s my type!”
Bob just looked at me, “Very interesting!”, he said, “Let me see what I can do.”
He then snapped his fingers, and disappeared into a cloud of gray smoke.
Moments later, he returned in another cloud of smoke.
“He must really like gray smoke!”, I thought.
“Ta-da!”, he said announcing himself, “Wait until you see what I have got for you, Mr. Hard-Sell! I believe she will most definitely be to your liking.”
He snapped his fingers once again, and through the door, walked the most incredibly beautiful, full figured, thick and fluffy woman that I had ever seen. Well, besides Susan. She will always be my number one, but this girl was a close second.
She too wore the same see through lacey lingerie, but hers was white.
My eyes almost popped right out of my head.
We also “Hung Out” for a while, playing pinball, drinking coffee, and talking, before agreeing to head to my room, leaving Bob alone by himself.
She’s a really nice girl. Her name is Donna by the way.
I joined the “Mile High Club” that day. Hell, all of us did, including the girls, well, except Bob. But I’m pretty sure he’s been a member for a very long time.
Anyway, after we all got to “know our girls a little better”, one by one we all made our way back to the “Hang Out” section, I assume, as Derek, Corey, Ricky, and Stephen were all there, with their girls, when I arrived with mine.
Everyone turned to look at Donna and her full figured self, as we walked through the door.
“Bust that shell, Man!”, Derek said, smiling.
“You do you, Dude!”, Stephen said, giving me a thumbs up.
“You go, Girl!”, Ricky’s girl said.
That was the first time in my life, that no one laughed or made fun of my preference in women, or the woman herself.
I smiled, and then kissed Donna, who in turn kissed me back
Anyway, Derek, Corey and their girls were getting toasted on the couch.
Stephen was playing a game of pinball with his girl.
Ricky and his girl were playing Asteroids on the TV.
Tony was the last to arrive, with both of his girls, his arms around each one of their waists, and a huge smile plastered across his face.
“Thanks, Mike!”, he said, “That was fun!”
“I bet it was, Dude! You’re Welcome!”, I replied.
He then went to the sandwich station, grabbed some ham, and began “Lady and The Tramping” it with both of the girls.
“Boys! Boys!”, Bob said loudly, “Come here! Eyes forward! Pay attention!”
We all got up and gathered around Bob, including Tony.
The girls all gathered on one couch, and began talking about anything and everything, giggling like women do.
No offense!!
Bob then started to speak.
“Now, before you go thinking that you “did the nasty” with a demon or some other product of Hell, let me assure you boys, that that could not be further from the truth.
I would not waste my demons on such frivolous things such as this.
Also. I can not manifest a human female, even if I tried, and I have. It did not work out well for me.
You see, The human male was created in the image of the “Man upstairs”, he said.
He then pointed toward the ceiling of the plane, meaning GOD.
He then continued, “And the human female was created FROM the human male, therefore they are both creations of “HIS”.
Now, many believe, that I have greater power than “HIM”, but they are wrong. I have great power, yes, but nothing that could compare to that of “HIM”.
I assure you boys, that these lovely ladies here are 100% human.
They are fans of the band, I believe you humans call them, Groupies, or something equally as stupid as that.
You see, when your album was released, after your video, oh yes, there’s a video.
We videotaped each part of your recording session, unbeknownst to you, and after mixing your audio tracks and instrumental tracks together to create a song, we mixed the tapes together, timing it perfectly, to match the audio track we made, thus creating the video.
I think it had something to do with dawn and being dark”, he said.
“Before The Blackest Dark Of Dawn!”, I said.
“Yes, that’s it! It is very popular on something called MTV.
Anyway, like I said, when your album was released, I went around to various music shops, to see who was buying it.
I put on another non-threatening outfit, and approached only the most beautiful of women, offering to let them “meet” the band, and Tony.
I only had to ask 8 lovely ladies.
The first 2 agreed, the third had a boyfriend, the 4th and 5th agreed, the 6th “batted for the same team”, her words not mine, the 7th and 8th both agreed as well.
None of the girls, except your girl, Mr. Hard-Sell, your second girl, Donna, I believe, not your first, and your girl, Tony, really cared who they “went with”, as long as they “went with” someone in the band.
Your two girls actually wanted to “meet” you. He then pointed to Tony and myself.
The redhead over there…”, he said.
We all been turned to look at the redhead on the left side of the couch.
“No, the other one…”
We all been turned to look at the redhead on the right side of the couch.
“Yes, that one!”
She actually likes large men, so that worked out well.
I arranged for all six ladies to wait in your rooms until called, which they did.
I was unaware of your “preference”, Mr. Hard-Sell. So I quickly found someone to your liking. Believe it or not, in your Daddy’s store.”
He then pointed to Ricky.
“He’s doing fine by the way, business is on the rise, since he started promoting his son’s album.”
Ricky then smiled.
“Very Good Choice, Bob!”, I said, as I turned and blew a kiss to Donna, and waved.
She “caught” the kiss, and “put” it on her cheek, smiling.
Stephen gave a thumbs up to Bob, then went back to his pinball game.
Derek and Corey went back to getting toasted.
I made a cup of coffee, Tony made a sandwich, and Ricky grabbed a beer.
The girls stayed talking on the couch.
Bob then yelled, through the curtain, for Rebecca to come back.
She came bouncing back through the curtain, and immediately stopped.
She looked around at all the girls sitting on the couch and screamed, obviously jealous, and Hell hath no fury, like a jealous succubus.
“REBECCA! STOP!”, Bob yelled.
She didn’t stop… she just kept screaming.
I’m not even sure you could call it a scream. Her mouth was open, but no sound was coming out.
What could be heard though, was every window in the plane blowing out, and the eardrum popping sound of the plane depressurizing.
An extremely forceful wind began blowing anything that wasn’t nailed down, all around the inside of the plane, and eventually causing it to be sucked out of the window openings.
All the girls screamed. Tony screamed!, and even Bob screamed.
We all began death gripping anything that we could to keep from flying out of the windows ourselves, the girls included.
A loud explosion was heard, as both right engines exploded, I assume from sucking in all the debris that was flying out of the broken windows, sending two huge fireballs shooting into the sky, as mounds of black smoke poured out of each blown engine.
Everybody screamed that time, covering their mouths soon after.
Somehow, over the sound of the wind, the coughing, and the flames, we heard Edgar over the intercom once again, “Um, Sir! We have a problem! I’ve lost control! We’re going down!
Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!”
We then felt the plane going into a hard descend… practically nose-diving, spiraling downward to the right, very fast.
We all lost our grips on whatever we were holding, and were slammed hard against the pinball machines and the back wall, the force of the descent keeping us pinned there.
4 of the girls, Tony, and Stephen, were all knocked unconscious from hitting the wall head first. Corey, Ricky and Derek all had blood pouring down their faces from slamming head first into the back of a pinball machine, but they were still conscious.
Donna and I, as well as Rebecca, and the remaining 2 girls, hit the wall hard, but appeared to be uninjured, so did Bob.
“BOB!… I THINK THIS QUALIFIES AS A COMPLICATION… DO SOMETHING!”, I yelled.
After a few seconds, I yelled again, “BOB! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? HELP!”
It was at that very moment that I realized, if I didn’t want to die, I could no longer keep my “Gift” a secret.
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and softly whispered, “I want this plane to be whole again.”
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“Yes, Mr. Hard-Sell. You would be correct. Rebecca is an 867 year old Succubus. She is not only off-limits to you, because she is my daughter. But also because, the six of you, yes, including you Big Man, are an intricate part of my plan. I can’t have her seducing you, then killing you. Although the majority of you are already dead, and would come back to life, the remainder are not, and would not. Your untimely deaths would hinder my plan immensely. I do hope that you understand.“, Bob said, still standing
“I do!”, “Yup!, “You know it”, “Absolutely!”, “Sure do!”, “I don’t wanna die!”, we all said in response.
“Good!”, Bob stated.
Rebecca then came back into the room.
“Edgar said he just finished his checklists, and that we will be taxiing to the runway soon, Daddy!”, Rebecca said, not so seductively.
“Very well, Dear! Take your seat!”, Bob said.
Rebecca then took a seat in the chair next to the TV, close to Bob, directly in front of us, and began rubbing the tip of her tail playfully.
She then winked at us, and licked her lips.
“REBECCA!”, Bob shouted, and looked at her hard faced once again.
Rebecca dropped her tail, and just sat there, pouting.
We then taxied to the runway, and stopped.
Shortly after, we heard the intercom make a popping sound, then Edgar’s nasally voice was heard saying, “Good Evening, Passengers, and Welcome to Hellfire Airlines, Flight 666. Nah!, I’m just kidding, I don’t even think we have a number.”
He then laughed.
“The time is 5:08 PM, Human time. The weather conditions are clear and sunny. I always wanted to say that.”, he continued, then laughed again.
He finished by saying, “But seriously, Guys. We’re taking off now. So, wish me luck!”
There was a brief moment of silence, then we heard Edgar say over the intercom again, “Okay! Fingers crossed, Here goes. Um!… Release brake. Wow!… Ok!… Advance throttle! Woah! We’re movin’ now!”
The plane then started moving forward fast, shaking and bouncing as it went, and so was Rebecca.
We all just stared at her.
“Boys! Remember what I said!” Bob told us.
We all closed our eyes, turned our heads, or covered our faces, in an attempt to look away, as Edgar continued on the intercom.
“Um! Ok! Check speed! Faster! Faster! Got it… Lock it… Yeah Baby!… Pull the stick thing… Man, this thing is heavy! Um! Oh shit!… We’re fly… Did I leave this on?… Oh, Fuck!”
We then heard the popping sound of the intercom turning off.
Bob just covered his face, and shook his head, as the plane ascended into the sky.
Rebecca was now smiling.
We, however, were completely scared shitless.
When the plane leveled off, we all began to check and see if we pissed or shit ourselves.
Luckily, no one did. Tony was sweating profusely though.
“Are you alright, Man?”, I asked Tony.
“Yeah, I think so, Mike! Thanks for asking!”, Tony said.
“No problem, Dude!”, I replied.
We all just sat there, for a little while, not saying a word, trying to calm our nerves.
The plane then suddenly began to shake violently.
Tony screamed.
“We’re gonna die, Dude!”, Stephen yelled.
“I’m too young to die!”, Derek said.
“Shut up, Dude! We’re already dead.”, Ricky replied.
“Oh, yeah!”, Stephen responded.
“Right!”, Derek said.
“Boys! Boys! Its just a little turbulence. I told you, Edgar has it all under control. However, you boys look all stressed out. Would you like a little stress relief?
“What kind of Stress Relief?”, Tony asked.
“Oh, you’ll see! Rebecca, why don’t you go keep Edgar company for a while! I’ll let you know when to come back!”
Rebecca smiled wider, and her eyes brightened.
“Okay!”, she said excitedly, and hopped with a bounce, out of her seat.
“Not that kind of company! The poor boy will kill us all. Well, you know what I mean!”, Bob said.
“Okay, Daddy! I’ll just talk to him.” She said saddened, and slowly walked back through the curtain, her tail dragging on the floor.
As she did, we heard her say, “I’m never getting laid with you around!”
We all kinda laughed at that one, except Bob of course.
He shook it off, and said, “Now Tony! Remember what your friend here was doing with his hands earlier”, and pointed at Corey.
“Yeah!”, Tony answered, and moved his hands curvingly, just like Corey did.
“That’s Right, Big Man!… Girls!” Bob said, and snapped his fingers.
Suddenly, the door between the pinball machines opened up, and out walked six seductively dressed women, in various colored, practically see through, lacey lingerie, all well endowed.
2 Blondes, 2 Redheads, 1 Brunette, and a black haired girl.
“They must have been waiting in our rooms when Bob gave us a tour of the plane. We didn’t see them, because we didn’t go in the rooms then.”, I thought.
Anyway, a different girl went to each one of us, and began flirting, and rubbing shoulders, amongst other things.
Derek and Corey jumped at the opportunity, and began making out with their girls almost immediately, and soon ventured to their rooms.
Stephen and Ricky “Hung Out” with their girls for a while, like a little date, before doing the same.
Tony was just laughing, and having the time of his life, as his girl rubbed the top of his head… The one on his shoulders, you sick freaks.
When “my” girl approached me, I greeted her with a handshake, and told her I wasn’t interested, but told her Tony would be ecstatic having the “attention” of two girls.
She smiled, and went to join in the fun with Tony.
Both girls actually had to lead Tony to his room.
I just sat there.
“Mr. Hard-Sell?”, Bob inquired, “Not interested! Are you one of THOSE kind of guys?”, he asked.
“No, Bob!”, I said, “I’m just picky about my girls. Some say I have a unique preference. All those girls are incredibly beautiful, they’re just not my type.”
“What is your type, Mr. Hard-Sell?”, Bob asked.
I tried to think of the best way to respectfully describe them.
After a few seconds, I said, “You can laugh if you want to, everyone does, but I don’t give a shit. I like Big Girls, Bob! Thick and Fluffy! That’s my type!”
Bob just looked at me, “Very interesting!”, he said, “Let me see what I can do.”
He then snapped his fingers, and disappeared into a cloud of gray smoke.
Moments later, he returned in another cloud of smoke.
“He must really like gray smoke!”, I thought.
“Ta-da!”, he said announcing himself, “Wait until you see what I have got for you, Mr. Hard-Sell! I believe she will most definitely be to your liking.”
He snapped his fingers once again, and through the door, walked the most incredibly beautiful, full figured, thick and fluffy woman that I had ever seen. Well, besides Susan. She will always be my number one, but this girl was a close second.
She too wore the same see through lacey lingerie, but hers was white.
My eyes almost popped right out of my head.
We also “Hung Out” for a while, playing pinball, drinking coffee, and talking, before agreeing to head to my room, leaving Bob alone by himself.
She’s a really nice girl. Her name is Donna by the way.
I joined the “Mile High Club” that day. Hell, all of us did, including the girls, well, except Bob. But I’m pretty sure he’s been a member for a very long time.
Anyway, after we all got to “know our girls a little better”, one by one we all made our way back to the “Hang Out” section, I assume, as Derek, Corey, Ricky, and Stephen were all there, with their girls, when I arrived with mine.
Everyone turned to look at Donna and her full figured self, as we walked through the door.
“Bust that shell, Man!”, Derek said, smiling.
“You do you, Dude!”, Stephen said, giving me a thumbs up.
“You go, Girl!”, Ricky’s girl said.
That was the first time in my life, that no one laughed or made fun of my preference in women, or the woman herself.
I smiled, and then kissed Donna, who in turn kissed me back
Anyway, Derek, Corey and their girls were getting toasted on the couch.
Stephen was playing a game of pinball with his girl.
Ricky and his girl were playing Asteroids on the TV.
Tony was the last to arrive, with both of his girls, his arms around each one of their waists, and a huge smile plastered across his face.
“Thanks, Mike!”, he said, “That was fun!”
“I bet it was, Dude! You’re Welcome!”, I replied.
He then went to the sandwich station, grabbed some ham, and began “Lady and The Tramping” it with both of the girls.
“Boys! Boys!”, Bob said loudly, “Come here! Eyes forward! Pay attention!”
We all got up and gathered around Bob, including Tony.
The girls all gathered on one couch, and began talking about anything and everything, giggling like women do.
No offense!!
Bob then started to speak.
“Now, before you go thinking that you “did the nasty” with a demon or some other product of Hell, let me assure you boys, that that could not be further from the truth.
I would not waste my demons on such frivolous things such as this.
Also. I can not manifest a human female, even if I tried, and I have. It did not work out well for me.
You see, The human male was created in the image of the “Man upstairs”, he said.
He then pointed toward the ceiling of the plane, meaning GOD.
He then continued, “And the human female was created FROM the human male, therefore they are both creations of “HIS”.
Now, many believe, that I have greater power than “HIM”, but they are wrong. I have great power, yes, but nothing that could compare to that of “HIM”.
I assure you boys, that these lovely ladies here are 100% human.
They are fans of the band, I believe you humans call them, Groupies, or something equally as stupid as that.
You see, when your album was released, after your video, oh yes, there’s a video.
We videotaped each part of your recording session, unbeknownst to you, and after mixing your audio tracks and instrumental tracks together to create a song, we mixed the tapes together, timing it perfectly, to match the audio track we made, thus creating the video.
I think it had something to do with dawn and being dark”, he said.
“Before The Blackest Dark Of Dawn!”, I said.
“Yes, that’s it! It is very popular on something called MTV.
Anyway, like I said, when your album was released, I went around to various music shops, to see who was buying it.
I put on another non-threatening outfit, and approached only the most beautiful of women, offering to let them “meet” the band, and Tony.
I only had to ask 8 lovely ladies.
The first 2 agreed, the third had a boyfriend, the 4th and 5th agreed, the 6th “batted for the same team”, her words not mine, the 7th and 8th both agreed as well.
None of the girls, except your girl, Mr. Hard-Sell, your second girl, Donna, I believe, not your first, and your girl, Tony, really cared who they “went with”, as long as they “went with” someone in the band.
Your two girls actually wanted to “meet” you. He then pointed to Tony and myself.
The redhead over there…”, he said.
We all been turned to look at the redhead on the left side of the couch.
“No, the other one…”
We all been turned to look at the redhead on the right side of the couch.
“Yes, that one!”
She actually likes large men, so that worked out well.
I arranged for all six ladies to wait in your rooms until called, which they did.
I was unaware of your “preference”, Mr. Hard-Sell. So I quickly found someone to your liking. Believe it or not, in your Daddy’s store.”
He then pointed to Ricky.
“He’s doing fine by the way, business is on the rise, since he started promoting his son’s album.”
Ricky then smiled.
“Very Good Choice, Bob!”, I said, as I turned and blew a kiss to Donna, and waved.
She “caught” the kiss, and “put” it on her cheek, smiling.
Stephen gave a thumbs up to Bob, then went back to his pinball game.
Derek and Corey went back to getting toasted.
I made a cup of coffee, Tony made a sandwich, and Ricky grabbed a beer.
The girls stayed talking on the couch.
Bob then yelled, through the curtain, for Rebecca to come back.
She came bouncing back through the curtain, and immediately stopped.
She looked around at all the girls sitting on the couch and screamed, obviously jealous, and Hell hath no fury, like a jealous succubus.
“REBECCA! STOP!”, Bob yelled.
She didn’t stop… she just kept screaming.
I’m not even sure you could call it a scream. Her mouth was open, but no sound was coming out.
What could be heard though, was every window in the plane blowing out, and the eardrum popping sound of the plane depressurizing.
An extremely forceful wind began blowing anything that wasn’t nailed down, all around the inside of the plane, and eventually causing it to be sucked out of the window openings.
All the girls screamed. Tony screamed!, and even Bob screamed.
We all began death gripping anything that we could to keep from flying out of the windows ourselves, the girls included.
A loud explosion was heard, as both right engines exploded, I assume from sucking in all the debris that was flying out of the broken windows, sending two huge fireballs shooting into the sky, as mounds of black smoke poured out of each blown engine.
Everybody screamed that time, covering their mouths soon after.
Somehow, over the sound of the wind, the coughing, and the flames, we heard Edgar over the intercom once again, “Um, Sir! We have a problem! I’ve lost control! We’re going down!
Mayday! Mayday! Mayday!”
We then felt the plane going into a hard descend… practically nose-diving, spiraling downward to the right, very fast.
We all lost our grips on whatever we were holding, and were slammed hard against the pinball machines and the back wall, the force of the descent keeping us pinned there.
4 of the girls, Tony, and Stephen, were all knocked unconscious from hitting the wall head first. Corey, Ricky and Derek all had blood pouring down their faces from slamming head first into the back of a pinball machine, but they were still conscious.
Donna and I, as well as Rebecca, and the remaining 2 girls, hit the wall hard, but appeared to be uninjured, so did Bob.
“BOB!… I THINK THIS QUALIFIES AS A COMPLICATION… DO SOMETHING!”, I yelled.
After a few seconds, I yelled again, “BOB! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? HELP!”
It was at that very moment that I realized, if I didn’t want to die, I could no longer keep my “Gift” a secret.
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and softly whispered, “I want this plane to be whole again.”
2024.05.20 23:56 deadfish27 My close friend sa'd me while he slept.
So my close friend I'll name him Bob to make this easy, Bob(22 male) sa'd me(24 female) while he slept. We were on a camping trip with 4 other friends (2 couples) so we ended up sharing a tent, he gave me a warning that he can get handsy when he sleeps, I did put a few pillows between us to try to stop it from happening but it did anyway. I could tell when he started it that he was dead asleep. At first it only started with his trying to grab my breast so I simply grabbed his hand and held it in place, I fell back asleep. About less than an hour later he tried going for my shorts. It lasted almost all night. I told my other friends(the ones camping with us) what Bob did to me but I haven't told Bob yet. I still wanna be friends with him and I know this'll ruin our friend group, but I don't want to lose these friends I've been friends with them since high school. What should I do?
Also I'm sorry for horrible grammar, I've always been bad at writing.
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Also I'm sorry for horrible grammar, I've always been bad at writing.