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2013.03.07 16:58 Business Ideas

Share and explore innovative business ideas, gain insights on initiating your venture, unravel the intricacies of 'Cost of Sale' (CoS), and decode the essentials of taxation – your nexus for entrepreneurial minds seeking to transform concepts into successful ventures.
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2015.02.09 00:11 mcmeaningoflife42 For moss enthusiasts by moss enthusiasts

/Mosses stands in support with various protests against the money-hungry administration of reddit.
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2010.12.12 06:21 the_dark_city Dinner, post what you had for dinner

Welcome to dinner! Feel free to post what you had for dinner. You are welcome to post anything you ate, can be breakfast for dinner, something homemade, food from dining out. There are no limits!
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2024.05.22 00:31 hipriestess56 [QCrit] Adult LitFit - TERMS OF SERVICE (95k words/1st attempt)

Hi all, longtime listener, first-time caller. Please see my query and first 300 below.
My biggest question is this: 95% of the story takes place in 2014, but the book opens in 2020 when my main character receives a letter from the California Dept of Fair Housing & Employment informing her of an investigation into behavior at Chatpic. Receiving the letter spurs her to tell the story of what happened back then. The book checks back into 2020 in the middle as my MC tries to get more information about the investigation, and then it ends back in 2020 again when she decides what she wants to do about the letter.
The reason the story takes place in 2014 is because the time period--pre #MeToo/Donald Trump/the workplace reckoning of 2020--informs the decisions the MC makes back then, and she's looking back at it from a wiser perspective. If you've read The Rachel Incident, Caroline O'Donoghue does a similar thing as she retells a 2008 abortion story from the perspective of present day.
In the end, the investigation is not a driving force of the plot--so my question is how important is it that it's mentioned in the query? I ask because I've found that trying to add that piece to what I've already written starts to get convoluted, though obviously I can work at it. I think it's very clear once you read the first 300, but for agents who don't want a sample, is it clear in the blurb that this story is looking back to a time gone by?
Mostly looking for insight on this question specifically, but if you have further feedback about the letter for first 300, open to that as well. Thanks!
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Dear [Agent],
Thank you for the opportunity to submit my query for TERMS OF SERVICE, a true-ish fictional story about a young woman in a nearly impossible workplace a la UNCANNY VALLEY meets THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA (with shades of 9 TO 5). TERMS OF SERVICE is complete at 95,000 words.
It’s 2014 and down-and-out celebrity blogger Maggie Clarke is desperate for a fresh start. Not only is she broke in New York City, but at 31, she thought she’d be writing something a little less embarrassing than Justin Bieber listicles by now. When her longtime internet friend Aron York–recently named the world’s youngest billionaire–offers her a lucrative position at his massively popular social media app Chatpic that puts her at the center of his inner circle in Los Angeles, it’s exactly the step-up she’s been waiting for. As Maggie learns to manage the always-on hours, the slew of acronyms, and the unlimited access to free cold brew, she encounters another more complicated problem–the boys’ club. Except this isn’t the typical ham-fisted sexism she’s used to–this is the tech bro variety: insidious, inexorable, and infuriating. When she meets an ambitious young reporter who encourages her to speak out, Maggie has a shot at revenge. But in a world before mansplaining and microaggressions, is blowing the whistle worth the risk? And is anyone ready to hear it?
Like Maggie, I was also plucked from internet obscurity by the world’s (then) youngest billionaire, [redacted], to come work at his massively popular social media app, [redacted company]. I was a founding member of the company’s content team, and all I have to show for it is six footnotes in the [redacted company] biography [redacted title] and the brutal feminist awakening that inspired me to write this manuscript. Before that, I was a full-time writer in New York whose work has appeared on MTV, Rolling Stone and Elle. Currently I’m a content and editorial consultant in Chicago, and I’m also on TikTok where 21,000 people watch me rant about work and office culture. (It’s also where 2M people enjoyed my show-and-tell video about the “sentimental” stock certificates [redacted company previously mentioned] gave a few early employees–that were worth exactly $0.00.)
As the agent who represents [Author 1] and [Author 2], you have a strong list when it comes to complex female characters embroiled in complicated social dynamics. TERMS OF SERVICE would be a great addition to this track because, while similar themes of class and workplace are explored, my flavor of levity and sarcasm makes my work distinct from [Author 1] and [Author 2], bringing a new facet to your program.
If you are interested in reading TERMS OF SERVICE, I would be happy to forward a sample of any length you suggest. Thank you for your consideration!
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First 300:
Chapter 1
2020
A lot of people might revel in the idea of receiving a letter announcing an investigation into their ex-employer.
One might, for example, envision draping themselves in a mink stole, lighting the cigarette at the end of their old-timey cigarette holder, and dialing the investigator’s number from a rotary phone atop a solid wood desk under shadowy, film noir lights. One might then imagine whispering I knew this day would come into the receiver between bursts of psychotic, hysterical laughter as they rejoiced in the long overdue arrival of the long arm of the law.
But me, I wasn’t so sure. Maybe because I didn’t have a mink stole.
No, I was crouched on the ground of my parents’ musky basement in Des Plaines, Illinois, knee-deep in piles of old diaries and CDs when I received notice of one such letter. It was month four of COVID, and Dad and I were only halfway through his cleaning list. He was already a germaphobe so a global pandemic was all he needed to justify a top-to-bottom disinfection of the entire house. And since my routine trip home in the middle of March turned into a hapless extended stay when the world shut down, it was the perfect excuse to put me to work. Just like the good old days.
We wiped down every square inch of the place. We soaked the faucet heads in lemon juice, we scrubbed the coffee mugs with baking soda. We vacuumed the damn fridge.
Reorganizing the basement shelves was a beast. Every box was like a Russian nesting doll of useless crap: old TV Guides, corroded double-A batteries, dried-out cans of paint primer, an unsettling number of hand saws. I made decent headway through the “tools” and “electronics,” but I lost all steam when I got to my high school stuff—faded Polaroids and folded-up notes stopped me in my tracks.
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2024.05.22 00:22 JoZaJaB What would be the best use of my core reperk?

I just got my first core reperk and I have three main ideas on what to do with it, but I'm not sure on which I should pick.
  1. Get “Critical hits with this weapon cause an explosion…” or "Causes Affliction damage for 6 seconds" on my Stormblade.
  2. Get “Causes Affliction damage for 6 seconds” on my Ground Pounder
  3. Use it to get three different Floor Flushers with the perk of “Weapon hits deal 44% bonus damage against ___ elemental enemies". One for each element type. (I already have one Floor Flusher that does damage to fire. If I flux two more and at least one of them has water or nature, I can Core Reperk the other if it's not the other one. There is a chance that I don't even have to use my core reperk if I get lucky enough.)
I don't have most of the strong/meta weapons unlocked. If there is anything better that I should flux and get a certain perk on, feel free to recommend something!
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2024.05.22 00:20 LikkyBumBum Patching Reddit app fails.

Any idea what the problem is?
I downloaded the latest APK from APK mirror.
Got this massive error while patching:
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2024.05.22 00:10 UmbraSap advice on CPU cooler

so, I'm working toward getting my first PC (switching over from PS5), and I just about worked out most of the parts I'm gonna use https://pcpartpicker.com/list/4hXPBL however, I'm wondering if will i need AIO liquid cooling. I'm gonna be using this PC for VR Esports (running the PSVR2 as the VR headset), programming (python and C++, nothing too big, mainly as a hobby), and game development (unity and Unreal Engine 5, again, a hobby), however, I'm concerned about CPU heat, rn I'm planning on using Thermalright Phantom Spirit 120, however, should I use an AIO liquid cooler? also, can someone please share what is optimal, and what is the maximum temperature the CPU should be at, what should I do if it goes over that? please note that I live in a relatively hot country, so is that also gonna be a factor? also, if you don't mind, can you go over the list of parts and tell me what you think about the build, if you see any problems, any ideas of improvement? (budget is 2000$) and in general, am I doing something wrong? note: already got my storage, there isn't one listed intentionally.
thank you for all help
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2024.05.22 00:07 TangerineSad6108 Should I text here

This is a bit specific, so please read and see if this is any better reason to break no contact.
Dated for all four years of college, I got a job across the country so we started long distance which just didn’t work out, I struggled being on my own, and she was struggling finding her own career, and were taking it out on eachother, ended things the beginning of the year so it’s been 6 months.
When we broke up the main purpose was for both of us to “figure our shit out” and if our paths found there way back down the line, then we’d get back. She always said she would reach out when she was ready.
I’ve completely flipped my life, stopped drinking and smoking entirely, joined a baseball team, and have made plenty of friends in my new spot, and I have absolutely no idea how she’s doing
I’m flying back to where she lives to see some of my old friends for memorial weekend, not going to see her, however I’m debating on reaching out to get lunch. I’ve never closed the chapter on our relationship so I kinda feel like I have nothing to lose, if she’s not interested I close that chapter and move on, if she is then maybe this is what we needed to happen. Just need some advice because my guts telling me to reach out but everything online says not to.
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2024.05.21 23:57 No_Ad9848 Looking for Main Suggestions

Hello, everyone, I have decided to come back to this accursed game after having taken a hiatus for roughly the last 5 years. I am not sure about a lot of the changes that have occurred since then, when it comes to classes, as the last class I saw being released was Pathfinder (which seemed kinda cool since I like the color scheme used for the abilities). I see that five other characters have released since then, and with word of a Hyperburn (I think that's the right term) coming up, I was mulling over which class I should throw it on and train to the 250 or w/e the max level for the burn will be. I do want to make sure that I pick one that I will generally enjoy playing, but I don't have the time to really invest going through every class to have the "aha, I want this one," so I thought I would ask for opinions from the players that hang out here to get an idea on what classes you all enjoy playing post lvl 200 and which characters may seem a bit tedious to deal with and to stay away from. Keep in mind, I will be playing on the Reboot servers, since I don't have a lot of money to throw at Maplestory ala post-tutorial at lvl 250 and just want to get on when I have time away from the kids to (generally) relax and unwind.
Also, before anyone goes, "well, you're probably going to do legion, so just level every character to 200 and you'll figure out who to main because fun is subjective," I probably will be doing legion over the long term, but I don't have more than an hour or so a day to offer to the game outside of weekends where the kids are lazing about and playing their own games. I know fun is subjective, but I also like to hear what people think about their own mains, second mains, or boss mules that are fun to them. Sometimes ideals on fun align and it might help me better choose who I want to invest the most time in. In the past, when I did play pretty frequently, I generally had fun with Demon Avenger and Shadower, but I want to look into other options since they did get kind of dull to me when I hit around ~level 185. Thank you all!
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2024.05.21 23:54 Sad_Dragonfruit_7439 Sammy Ingram’s New Video

I saw someone on here mention Sammy’s new video so I went and watched some of it and I don’t understand how people aren’t seeing that she doesn’t know what she’s talking about. She was one of the main coaches that were spewing the EIYPO idea. She was the one telling people that everyone was them pushed out so they could control everyone around them and was even comparing manifesting people to playing the sims. Now she’s saying that everyone around you are human beings and they choose their own path (which contradicts another one of her teachings: "no one has free will"). It's so ridiculous. She keeps flip flopping with her teachings which is only causing more confusion. I wish people would just stop listening to her already.
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2024.05.21 23:49 Lanzen_Jars A job for a deathworlder [Chapter 168]

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Chapter 168 – The moment to live and the moment to die
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„Jumping!“ an Ensign announced loudly as the Sun's view-windows very briefly flickered into a dark black only to go back to a full view of the ongoing battle basically instantly, having barely shifted the ship's position at incomprehensible speed. „Shot clear of allied ships.“
Vice-Admiral Kazadi tapped his finger on one of the armrests of the Commander's seat that still felt anything but comfortable for him to sit in as the tight grid of flashing lights reflected in his eyes within the twilight of the bridge.
“Fire,” he then ordered. Not even a blink later, a burst of colorful light broke into his view from the side of his very own ship, lighting up the entirety of the bridge even through the automatically tinting windows that absorbed a lot of the harmful light so the crew wouldn't flashbang themselves with each shot.
The relativity canon fire tore through the enemy ship at an almost literal instant with any travel time barely being conceivable to a mortal mind. In a large unload of energy that left almost the entire stern-side of the zodiatos ship as a molten mass of dispersing slag, the main propulsion was taken out. Simultaneously, the two accompanying cruisers had also taken their shots; with the 'Civil' taking out the engine of one more enemy vessel while the 'of the roses' had instead used its shot to disperse one of the enemy projectiles in order to buy their own hunter ships more freedom of movement. Those huge ones didn't go down easy from one of the hunters' smaller shots, so using one of the large canons to dispatch it took some of the heat off them.
Meanwhile, smaller targets on the enemy vessels, such as their own canons, were gradually taken out by said hunters, whose own fire – while able to be quite destructive if intended no doubt – could be used in a far more precise manner. With more and more of their canons failing, the protective volleys the coreworld terrorists could fire to hide themselves away also became less and less effective.
“Send the fallback-beacon,” Kazadi then ordered, since close quarter attacks became less and less necessary.
It seemed that the zodiatos had a hard time adjusting to the combat style of the human unkindnesses, however that didn't mean they should take any unnecessary risks. Even if a pilot could've been able to avoid all enemy attacks in a perfect world, he knew that his pilots were only human.
Casualties of their own had been comparatively minimal so far, however as if to prove him right about his thoughts, he could see on his surveillance screen how, just in that moment, one of their ships was taken out by an enemy craft.
He grimaced to himself and let out a mild sigh. One more family who would never see one of their own again...
It took a moment before all the ships were reached by the beacon. Due to the nature of their own combat strategies, as well as the particular nature of hyperspace, it was entirely impossible to effectively contact any of their ships directly while they were out in the battle. Therefore, the order to fall back had to be broadcast as a general signal, that each of the pilots could individually pick up as soon as they would keep still for long enough so that it could reach them.
By now, the battle was already won. None of the zodiatos' weapons were able to match the relativity canons in effective range and without the larger ships to back them up, their small hunters wouldn't be able to launch an offensive – shields or not. They could just stay back and fire until surrender now. As the signal was picked up, one of their ships after another disappeared in one last flash of hyperspace as they joined back up with the larger vessels in an enclosing formation.
“Prepare for the retrieval of some of those projectiles,” the Vice-Admiral then ordered as he hoped they would be able to track some of those spent shots their enemies had fired. They would have to figure out what kind of tech that was.
In such a small-scale conflict, it was more than manageable to face it. However, it could offer some difficulties in larger fleets – especially since they didn't know how far this kind of tech could possible be expanded and refined. It was quite possible this was just some form of prototype.
While that order was followed, one of his Lieutenants suddenly spoke up.
“Sir, we have an incoming transmission from the planet. Civilian. Not encrypted, but they seemingly had an access code,” they related quickly.
“Is the earlier interference cleared up?” he immediately asked back, to which the answer was positive. “Put it through then,” he immediately ordered as soon as he heard that.
He rubbed one of his tight braids between his fingers as he waited for contact to be established. Once the line was clear, things remained quiet for a moment.
“What are we best at?” he then asked the silent line, his chest tightening ever so slightly, even if he didn't have to wait long for a reply.
“Topping from the bottom,” a very familiar voice replied from the other end, sounding incredibly strained but most certainly alive.
The code phrase was an old in-joke about something that had been said back during humanity's first contact with the tonamstrosites due to a slightly choppy translation. However, it more than sufficed here to tell Kazadi that the person on the other side of the line was not only genuine, but also not in any immediate distress – at least none that was brought onto her by someone else.
“Good to hear your voice Ma'am,” he greeted the Admiral after taking a brief moment to allow his heart to settle.
“The pleasure is all mine, Celestin,” Admiral Krieger replied in between heavy breaths that sounded like a combination between being ready to collapse and absolutely willing to tear anyone's throat out at a moment's notice. “Excuse me for the unorthodox contact, my own means of communication have all been destroyed. Update me.”
A brief smile played on the Vice-Admiral's lips.
“No problem, Ma'am. Things are under control up here, but multiple allied coluyvoree ships were destroyed and we suffered some casualties of our own which I will take full responsibility for,” he quickly complied. “By now, the enemy crafts have been largely disabled and our fighters are falling back. What's the situation on your end?”
There was a bit of a grunt from the other side of the line that seemed unrelated to the ongoing conversation.
“I'm sure you did everything by the books,” Krieger then replied a moment later. “Down here the situation is precarious but momentarily under control. We have an unconfirmed number of casualties after an attack with an unknown weapon. All squads are either KIA or unresponsive. We took down six enemy combatants but can't confirm if there's more. I'm going to need clean up, rescue teams, as well as pickup for me and two large offworlders asap.”
Celestin nodded.
“We're in a stable position, so we'll jump teams down right away. Hold out just a minute more,” he assured her while already signing in the necessary order to the troops they had on standby. “How bad are your injuries?”
There was another groan of pain from Krieger's side.
“Crushed cranberries,” she replied after a long moment that sounded like she needed to catch her breath.
“Copy that,” Kazadi replied with a grimace. “Sending muti-team with the evac.”
“Copy that,” Krieger confirmed. “Krieger out.”
With that, the call was hung up. On his screen, Celestin could see how the preparations for dispatch of the requested teams was already well underway. Jumping towards a planet at FTL was generally discouraged by the Galactic Community. However, this was an emergency. They couldn't wait for normal re-entry.
After watching the reported progress for just a moment, his eyes returned to the ongoing battle. He watched the enemy ships as they hovered dead in space, unable to maneuver.
They seemed to have recalled their own fighters back in order to form some sort of protective wall around the 'mother ships' with their own small shields. Obviously it wouldn't be very effective, so it seemed like needless cruelty to make their own soldiers get in the way of the incoming fire. Something within Kazadi told the Vice-Admiral they weren't going to stand down.
“Sir, we're getting some strange hyperspace-readings,” his Lieutenant suddenly announced, making him look up.
“Weapon-grade?” he immediately asked, knowing they had less than a moment to react if it was. However, he also figured there would've been more urgency to their voice had it been so.
“No, Sir. Travel-grade,” the Lieutenant quickly replied. “However the readings are unusual. It seems like they are creating a stretch solely around themselves.”
Kazadi's lips shifted a bit as he took that in and he briefly ran a hand over his mouth in thought. “Prepare to collapse,” he ordered. “Maybe they will attempt some sort of running start. We can't let them get away.”
Right then, the light of what was happening had not yet caught up to the spacial distortion that their sensors were detecting, meaning the ships still looked perfectly normal – if damaged – when he looked at them. However, they were planning something. And that made them appear all the more ominous.
His mind quickly went through their own protocols. The U.H.S.D.F. employed hyperspace in nearly all its possible facets in their tactics. If it was even close to sensible, they would have something that was akin to the maneuver their foes were attempting to execute right now.
A bubble of hyperspace solely around their ships...a dodge? Hardly, there was nothing to dodge like that. An attempt to hide away? No, they knew human ships could collapse hyperspace from the outside easily.
Before him, the windows of the ship once again automatically dimmed, protecting the crew's eyes as the colorful light of the created hyperspace-bubble finally reached them.
“Hyperspace collapsed!” the Lieutenant then suddenly announced, causing Kazadi to blink in surprise as his eyes shot up to his screen. He hadn't given any order to collapse it yet. But indeed, it was gone. For a moment, he thought that the stress had caused his officer to use the wrong term in haste, however no, they had been completely right. It had not been dispersed in a controlled manner. It had collapsed.
In a mild 'thud', the Vice-Admiral's fist descended on the armrest, hand firmly clenched into a fist.
“Those cowardly ba-” he began to growl but then bit his tongue and released a low, almost grunting exhale while his fist quivered from momentarily clenching tighter. “Prepare to search for survivors,” he instead said in a much more controlled manner a moment later. “Preserve lives.”
“Yessir,” multiple of his officers echoed back as he looked out of the window, where he could still see the ghostly afterimage of the hyperspace bubble linger for a bit longer. It was always a strange feeling, seeing someone in the distance who was already dead...
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With her view darkened and her goggles momentarily pulled off her eyes, Shida stared at the glowing bubble of impossible colors. Her sensors had already told her what was about to happen at any moment now, however her eyes still heavily constricted as they finally witnessed what unfolded themselves.
In what could be described as nothing else than a 'snap' , the light of the hyperspace-stretch instantly condensed down into its original size as the universe all at once remembered that the laws of physics were a thing that existed and brutally forced space to conform to them once again – no matter what may have been in between it and its original form.
Anything within the strange, round stretch was mercilessly ripped along with the convulsion, forcing all the injected warships and fighters into the single, small point that the stretch had been generated from. Though not even a faction of a second later, it all exploded outwards again as the megatons of mass realized that they could not all exist in the same place at once, since the energy of the event was not quite potent enough to press it all into a neutron star or singularity.
No longer recognizable blotches of undefined, white-hot matter were instantly scattered in all directions like some sort of micro-supernova that accentuated the sometimes still burning nano-stars that the earlier battle had created from the opposing fighters.
It was almost pretty...but still, Shida couldn't help but let her ears hang as she wondered how many of the enemy combatants had known about the decision to end things this way. Had any of them even been asked?
Even if it was the far more disturbing answer in a way, Shida almost hoped that this had actually been one mutual suicide-pact instead of the decision of one single commander to choose death over dishonor. Especially while sitting in a ship that was technically under the command of someone else herself, that was certainly the less immediately petrifying option – even if it would probably spell far worse things in the long run.
As she said there, the 'shockwave' of the collapsing hyperspace suddenly hit her, spreading out through space even without any medium to carry it and rocking her ship gently while also penetrating all throughout her body. Of course the earlier relativity fire had already caused similar ripples and she was therefore quite used to the feeling, however these ones sure felt a bit more severe than those of the U.H.S.D.F.'s own canons. It was like she felt her own body distort while also remaining perfectly in palace – almost like she was a stiff container full of water that someone had given a heavy smack from the side, riling up the liquid without it actually having any place to plash to.
According to everything they knew, this phenomenon felt incredibly odd but was entirely harmless to living beings – which was instinctively very hard to believe when one felt it on their own body.
However, her dwelling thoughts were, perhaps luckily, interrupted as she – or more precisely one of her scanners - picked up on a peculiar signature that one of the scattered debris pieces was sending out.
Well, it was 'peculiar' to her that there was a signal at all at first, however then she quickly realized what it actually was. This particular signal was hammered into any pilot's head six ways to Sunday, and so she reacted relatively quickly when she glanced at the grid and realized that she was the closest ship to it. Firing up her engines, she turned her ship on the spot in a slight drift before activating her generator and making a jump right behind the flying object.
Once there, she allowed her computer to take aim for a second before firing out a harpoon that quickly struck the flying debris and latched her ship onto it through a long cable, allowing her to pull the thing along with her after slowly using her backwards thrusters to disperse its speed little by little. Pressing the indicator of her communication, she then spoke up.
“Scratches to Sun,” she announced. “I just recovered a black box. Permission to return for inspection?”
The black boxes of modern ships truly were among the most ridiculous pieces of tech out there, in Shida's humble opinion. Built to withstand almost everything that would likely take a ship out through a combination of brilliant engineering and extremely flexible material that only worked in its indented manner on very small scales. Well, very small compared to the ships they were built into. The things were about half the size of Shida in the end. For many years, armies of scientists had attempted their very best to make this same sort of defense useful in ways that could maybe be used to protect actual people from catastrophic events – but to no avail so far. For now, the only thing those little marvels could allow to survive even something as ludicrous as hyperspace collapsing was information.
“Permission granted, Lieutenant-Commander,” the answer came almost immediately. “Return to hangar three.”
“Copy,” Shida replied. “Scratches out.”
With that, she moved her ship around and prepared for her jump back to the Sun. Hopefully this thing would give them some answers on what exactly this whole thing was meant to accomplish...
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Far away in another part of the galaxy, a pair of mildly glowing red eyes was laser-focused on a large screen that was just one of many that had merged all over Nedstaniot-Station to broadcast the breaking news to anyone willing to lift their eyes at a slight angle to look at them.
An attack on a coreworld. And not just any coreworld. Gewelitten itself. Something like this hadn't happened in...well, Curi didn't even know how long.
Details seemed to still be incredibly fuzzy as the battle so close to the coluyvoree homeworld had either just happened or was still happening at the moment of the broadcast, however what few details were known were already repeated on end in an endless scroll of text that was meant to catch as many people up to speed as was at all possible through the medium of television. Obviously the same emerging details could already be looked up on the net as well to find them in a more digestible format than the endlessly moving text next to the not exactly top quality footage of the occurring conflict.
However, despite the speed with which it went by, Curi had no problem following the scroll as they stared at the screen intensely.
“Attack was unannounced. Multiple Gewelitten fleet ships destroyed. Official sources confirm: Humanity NOT the aggressor. Attacking ships presumed to be of zodiatos origin. Unknown weapon technology deployed during the attack. U.H.S.D.F. ships engaged in combat after aggression. Myiat delegation ship confirmed unharmed. Attack on government facility on planet simultaneous to spacial attack. Councilman-Candidate Aldwin confirmed unharmed. Status of U.H.S.D.F. General Krieger unknown. Status of Gewelitten Governor H. Cierrophai unknown. Status of Acting-Councilman Afuéhner unknown. Allied coreworld defense fleets activated and inbound. General alert level raised to 8. Hyperspace-travel shut down around the system.”
“Mother, oh no...” Mueen said with absolute shock in his eyes, both of his hands clasped over this mouth as his wide pupils quivered in fear from what they witnessed.
Curi could understand his worry. Though Moar had supposedly been with James, so she would probably be fine. The cyborg was certainly more than just a little relieved that James was already confirmed to be safe. Though the idea that Admiral Krieger's situation was unknown was more than just a little disconcerting.
Though despite the supposed lack of their commanding officer, it seemed like the humans had decisively won out in the battle outside of the coreworld's atmosphere; unknown technology or not.
Given the sub-par footage that some drone was likely recording from quite far away from the actual conflict, it was very hard to tell just what sort of weapon the unknown but presumed to be zodiatos attackers had unleashed there. It looked like some sort of emanating energy that destroyed what it came into contact with but also interacted with it as if it had a physical presence.
Curi had never seen anything remotely like it before – not even in their wildest theories – and their mind immediately wanted to go wild with speculations and ideas about how such a thing might work now that they knew for a fact that it was possible from seeing it with their own eyes.
However, the cyborg pulled themselves together and successfully forced the briefly almost overwhelming desire to focus on nothing else down as they shifted their gaze slightly away from the screen to look over at their other currently nearby company.
Then again, as much as they knew they couldn't let their guard down around him, Reprig's eyes were just as immovably attached to the large screen as Mueen's were as he witnessed the unfolding battle with quivering horror.
His trunk was wiggling wildly in his face and one of his hands nervously scratched over the plate of the table they were all sitting and standing at and on, right next to a piece of paper with a hastily drawn sketch of a spring-like mechanical leg that was inspired by what humans called 'running blades'. The Warrant Officer's weapon also laid on the table, pushed a but further away from his hand so he wouldn't be able to easily reach it.
Though despite his focus, Curi couldn't quite help but speak up after a moment of watching him. “A coreworld attacking another coreworld,” they said to the man, who they knew either had to know far more than they did about this – or would be far more invested in it unfolding. “This is unprecedented.”
Reprig seemed to notice that they were talking to him, however he still remained silent and stared a good few moments longer before finally pulling his gaze away from the screen.
As his eyes met theirs, he looked a bit sick. It almost reminded the cyborg of one of the first interactions they had with the man, back when they nudged him slightly to hand his spy-device back to him after he tried to hide it in James' cabin. Though this time, the cyborg was quite sure that they were not the reason why the man seemed like most of his blood was currently rushing into his stomach.
Could he actually be shocked about what was happening? Was this not part of the plan?
“Unprecedented doesn't even come close to describing it...” he mumbled and couldn't hold the cyborg's gaze for long, looking down to the table's plate instead. “And these aren't just any coreworlds. Osontjar and Gewelitten have been allied for an unimaginably long time. The thought that they would even think of attacking each other...what sort of madness could've caused something like this?”
Curi was the first to admit to themselves that they were far from the best at reading people. If someone with even a modicum of skill in acting wanted to make them believe something untrue about the person they were talking to, they would never deny that there was a good chance of that person succeeding.
Still, Reprig's reaction felt...genuine to them. As if he had actually never expected something like this to happen. Not in a million years.
Maybe it was just skillful acting. And Curi knew that they should have been suspicious like that. However, despite everything he had done, they couldn't quite bring themselves to suspect that he was lying at that moment.
“I know it is unlikely you will give me an honest answer, but-” Curi began to say, however Reprig was more than able to anticipate what they were going to ask and replied long before they were finished.
“No. No. Never,” the sipusserleng said, shaking his head heavily and standing his trunk up while making a denying gesture with his hand that was so brash that he actually knocked his crutch off the small outcrop in the table it had been laid down on. “This must be some absolutely deranged people, no two ways about it. To attack a coreword...”
Curi noticed Reprig's gaze briefly twitching down, his eyes jumping onto the personal assistant strapped to his lower arm as if he suddenly got the urge to use it for something.
Curi suspected he likely wanted to call someone; question them to make extra sure that they had, in fact, nothing to do with this. Though the sipusserleng suppressed the urge and pulled his eyes away, bringing them back up to the screen.
Just at that moment, the implosion of collapsing hyperspace suddenly lit up the footage moments before the glowing remnants of what once had been the zodiatos ships were scattered across the star-system.
Mueen mumbled something in his home's language as his eyes remained affixed to the screen. Curi couldn't even begin to guess what he was saying. However, his voice sounded pleading.
“Suicide instead of surrender?” Reprig meanwhile mouthed breathlessly as his nervous tick of excessively licking his trunk began to show.
Although he had often been otherwise employed in recent times, Curi could see it in the man's eyes that he was still, in a way, military at heart. He knew the general values and doctrines that were conveyed to the soldiers of the Communal Military, both inside and out. And the idea of someone choosing death like this...it seemed to rock him to his very core.
Slowly, he turned his gaze over to Curi. His eyes were almost pleading with the cyborg, even if they seemed to already know that his next question would be asked in vain.
“Could it maybe have been the humans and their-” he began, but this time, it was Curi's term to cut him off after anticipating what was coming.
“While humans very much employ the collapsing of hyperspace as a tactic in war, the process is not invisible – or even subtle. Had the human ships caused that collapse, it would've been noticeable,” they explained succinctly. “It could've still been a mere unexpected failure of the hyperspace generation, of course. However, with the rarity of such events, the timing seems...unlikely.”
“They weren't even trying to generate a real stretch...” Reprig concurred dejectedly and left his head hanging, his trunk also sinking down limply. “I can't even imagine- Well...I hope they will at least find peace now, away from the madness.”
Curi paused for a long moment, staring at the Warrant Officer some more. Admittedly, the cyborg was a bit confounded at something. They knew for a fact the man had put his own life on the line for his orders, with a very real chance that they would lead to his death, more than just once. And yet the idea of being ordered to die seemed to disturb him. They couldn't quite figure out the difference that led to the results in reaction being so incredibly different, however it was still very clear that there was one.
And it seemed to hit the man hard.
Self-admittedly, Curi didn't exactly pity the man. They didn't quite have the capacity to. They knew about so many horrible things he had done that simply seeing him distressed was far from enough to stir such deep empathy for him within them.
Yet still, they weren't left entirely cold by it either – and if it was only because he seemed to be affected by these events in the ways a, for a lack of a better term, 'normal person' would be. He was shocked at the sudden, seemingly senseless violence, and concerned about the people involved.
Granted, it was likely only because they were people he considered worth being concerned about, yet still, the reaction was so...'normal', in a way they didn't quite expect from someone with such a capability for unceremonious acts of cruelty and violence. Even this person who had tried to kill them, or at least had been entirely comfortable with them getting killed, was capable of such a reaction.
And Curi...wasn't sure if that made things better or worse, if they were being honest.
It felt better because there was the capability for empathy there, however...it felt worse because they felt how they had been and likely still were willingly denied said empathy.
He could have cared...he just didn't want to.
Curi shook their body heavily, causing mild sounds from the engines running their legs' movements from the sudden force as they tried to shoo away emotions that they really didn't want to be feeling at that exact moment.
The thing that mostly kept them from following up on some of their uncomfortably aggressive thoughts at that moment was the fact that Mueen was still with them, the worry for his mother written across his features like a deep engraving in a metal plaque. He did not need anything like that around him right now, that much was clear.
Slowly, they moved over to him and reached up one of their long legs to run it along his arm while he still covered parts of his large face with both hands.
“She will be alright,” Curi then assured the dark-furred rafulite, switching from their usual voice box to their more “melodic” one to put on a gentle, calming tone. “She is stronger than she seems.”
Inhaling deeply as his nostrils flared, Mueen closed his dark eyes and swallowed heavily, taking his gaze off the large screen for the first time in many minutes while slowly hanging his head down.
“Yeah,” he said, seeming to force hopefulness into his tone. “Yes, she'll be fine. She made it his far. This won't get to her.”
Curi nodded with their entire body and continued to run the tip of their leg along his arm.
“She will be,” they repeated, both to the man and themselves as their own eyes moved upwards, their gaze falling back on the battlefield riddled with burning remnants of matter. “I'm sure of it.”
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Never in his life had James felt so drunk and so sober at the same time. His mind was entirely clear, running a light-year a minute as it desperately tried to simultaneously process all the admittedly little information that he had in his current situation AND to not absolutely freak out while doing so somehow – a task he was ludicrously failing at. And it did NOT help that his body could barely keep itself on his own two feet.
He had avoided completely fainting by a hair earlier after reminding himself that, instead of being terrified for Shida's life, it would be much more fair towards her to simply focus on trusting in her skills to carry her through. However, that was barely a little patch on an enormous crack in his facade as he couldn't help but go over and over and over the fact of how much worse the situation that she needed to jump into here had been for her simply because it was his damn birthday and they wanted to indulge over it. He should've stopped that, but noooo, he just had to go and let himself be swayed so damn easily, as if he was still that little boy following Koko around whenever she visited the compound to try and get some attention.
Of course, a quiet voice in the back of his head tried to politely remind him that Shida had, in fact, not only taken part in the festivities as well but also encouraged him to do so, however it was easily overpowered by the screaming rest of his mind.
He briefly glanced over at the only somewhat conscious Commander. When she said that they should match each other's drinks, that should've been the moment he stopped. She was like half his weight, what the hell was he thinking?
His mechanical hand shot up, heavily gripping a fist full of hair as he tried to force himself to focus. What's done is done. There's no changing it. He should focus on anything else right now.
Though as he painfully pulled on his hair like that, his eyes suddenly went wide as he noticed something. Or, more precisely, didn't notice something.
When had the alarm stopped? Just now? Or had it been out and he just hadn't noticed?
Letting go of his hair, he lifted his face and looked around. If the alarm was over, then that meant...
The uncoordinated movement of soldiers reaching for their phones and radios with different speeds went through the room, and after brief confirmation, the uniformed forces began to move, having seemingly gotten new orders other than guarding the safe-rooms. Apparently, the threat was over.
James quickly fumbled for his own phone, his barely coordinated hands struggling extremely with the simple task of trying to call one of his contacts – much to the frustration of his already cleared mind. His finger trembled as he swiped it across the screen, trying to get it to the right damn place to make a simple god-damn call.
However, he froze in the motion at a quiet sound that was immediately followed by a sudden stir behind him as multiple people seemed to move quickly. And after just a second, James was among them as well.
Nearly tripping over his feet, he damn near threw himself onto the sickbed that didn't stand too far away from him, his phone momentarily forgotten and eyes wide open as they stared over at an endlessly familiar dark face, that however had life in it for the first time in what felt like an eternity at that moment.
Slowly and twitchy, Nia's eyes fluttered open as she let out quiet groans while mildly stirring in place while her doctors and nurses hurried around her and quickly began to take her vitals.
After flinching heavily as a flashlight was quite suddenly shone into her eyes to test her photopupillary reflex, she began to move even more. Meanwhile, James and Tuya were basically pressed shoulder to shoulder close to the foot of her bed, the only thing keeping them from dashing right up to her face being just enough awareness to not get in the doctor's way.
Still, although her movements were very slow, stiff, and groggy, Nia eventually lifted up her head, looking around with still somewhat hazy and half-closed eyes. But that didn't stop her from smiling when her gaze fell onto the two who so nervously stood at her bedside there.
“Hey,” she said in a quiet, croaky, but still very much cheerful voice as her unkempt hair fell down both sides of her face.
Though James didn't see much more than that, because just about at that moment, his vision was entirely taking away by welling-up waters sweeping him along.
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2024.05.21 23:44 TweeMansLeger My short review of the game (some word, location and riddle spoilers)

It is good, just not good enough

I get what the developers are going for and commend them for their hard work and novel idea. However, there is not much meat on this bone. For the 25 USD price point the game has not met my expectations. Combat is lacking, some mechanics are straight up bad and should be removed, and the game can soft lock you repeatedly during random encounters

The 'Wordle' part

The setup of the game is simple. You type words to execute an action or attack. You find new actions or attacks by revealing words one at the time per character. The way the game helps you discover the words is through combat, which reveals 1 letter you choose, or through riddles, where the letters in the answer will apply to all of the characters speeding up the discovery proces.

Combat

The combat is based on the player typing these discovered words.

Exploring

The exploring gets old quickly. All areas start to look the same. Rocks, grass, a wooden door and rampart. It never really changes. The black and white visuals do little to redeem this and perhaps even add to the repetitive look of the dungeon. The rooms you will explore can be quite big. As a dungeon crawler it makes sense you want to explore these rooms, but the game does nothing to reward you for it. You can waste a lot of time navigating all the nooks and crannies of the map, expecting perhaps a chest or puzzle, but instead be rewarded with more black and white walls.

Puzzles and Riddles

The riddles are great and are a nice addition to the game. The mental switch from 'Wordle Dungeon Crawler' to solving riddles is fun and feels good. Not all riddles are equal though, some are unoriginal and you've probably heard before many times whereas others are quite clever and new. The one thing they completely messed up is that not all riddles have the correct answer.
Early on the game acknowledges this in the tombs. The riddle "What has an eye but cannot see" can be given multiple answers and the NPC will reply with "I did not expect that particular answer but it is also correct so here is your prize". You can answer blind, needle or storm and all will be true and counted as such.
Later in the game this completely goes away. For example the riddle "What do you have but never use, and others use all the time" requires the answer "name", but a) you do use your name to introduce yourself and b) In that case something akin to 'your reputation' should also fit. Or Your phone number. There are many riddles that can be given multiple answers to in this game and I was hoping, due to the core mechanic being trial and error inputting words, the game would accommodate this throughout the game.
This makes solving riddles much more frustrating and less fun. It makes it feel abitrary. It highlights the fact that the 'dungeon master' that you interact with has much more limited interactions than you'd expect at first.
The game also has a big difficulty spike at Ulara castle when it comes to riddles. There is one where you straight up need create an algebraic function and solve it. It makes the pacing feel weird and the new area feel like a brick wall which I am sure will discourage a lot of players. You can have the narrator literally give you the answer after 1 or 2 tries, but for a game about solving riddles, where is the fun in that.

The story

You are probably not buying this for the story but rather for the gameplay mechanics described above. If you mainly want a good dungeon crawler story, this is not the game for you. The characters in this story are weak and interchangeable. Your party of heroes consist of mutes. The game tells you to talk to NPCs and interact with them using action keywords like 'talk', 'use' or anything contextual. But 90% of the time you can't talk to the NPCs and the dungeon master gives you the same reply again and again. 'You will talk when I will tell you to' as you roll your eyes and move towards the next door on your map. The fun and interesting parts in the story are few and far between.

Conclusion

The game has an insane amount of potential. It just needs a lot more polish and more thought into the design elements of the game. The gameplay loop could use a review. The combat needs a complete overhaul that caters more towards typing fast while remember the words you unlocked, removing the cooldowns or making them much short will be a great start. Currently the game to me is a 4 or 5 out of 10 because of the reasons mentioned above. With some more TLC it can be a 7 or 8.
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2024.05.21 23:43 spicycsts Very new to the law school journey and very confused about some things!

Hi, as the title indicates I just recently decided to try and attend law school. I had always loved the idea of law, but I didn't really think I had it in me. I'm technically beginning my senior year of undergrad next fall, however, I was placed on academic suspension for two years due to poor grades. I think I grew a lot in those two years and now really want to see what I'm capable of and actually go after that dream of law school. I feel like I'm a bit behind though on some common things I keep seeing but know nothing about.
  1. What is a diagnostic test? I took my first practice test last week and got a 166, is this my diagnostic or is that something else entirely?
  2. How representive are practice tests? I've taken 4 at this point and have gotten 166, 167, 170, 169. I think those are good enough to get me into my states school, but can I expect something in that range on test day.
  3. Do admissions care more about gpa or lsat score? I will have a 3.0 gpa at time of application. It's mainly a mixture of C's D's and F's from freshman and sophomore year and all A's since. I think it shows improvement but will the number knock me out of consideration for a lot of schools?
  4. What's a good resource for how to study? I've just been randomly taking practice tests and my scores have been pretty much the same on them so I feel like im not really improving by just doing those alone. Also, how much do you improve by studying? Should I be loooking to improve by 1-2 points? 5? 10?
  5. I've read that logic games will not be included for future LSATs, this was my worst section on my first practice test, so I was initially happy to hear that, but is this true for everyone? Will all scores go up as a result?
Any help/answers are greatly appreciated. Sorry if these are all really common knowledge, like I said I just started down this path in the past week or so. Just kinda stressing about how little I know. Thank you
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2024.05.21 23:42 Leleladnafe My mom has something with my brother (her son)

Hey , i dont know how to say or spell it , and i hope somebody could help me!, So my mom (47) is a single mom, i lived my whole live alone with my mom and we had a Good Relationship, she gave me everything that i wanted, But then my live changed when my Brother (27) Move to us. I never hated him he was nice i liked that im not living alone and have a Big brother who will Protect me. He was always sleeping in one bed with my mother , i never Ever think that way that she could have se* with her own son, so that wasn’t a big deal for me. But then everything changed, my mom was a Alkohol addictive but she stopped to drink alcohol, but then my brother always bought alcohol and she startet getting drunk everyday, i was pissed because i hated when my mother drank. Few month were over and my brother was getting a new job here, at that point i hated to live with him because of him my mother was again alcohol addicted. But one day they drunk so much that my mom was so drunk that she couldn’t even stand still, so she got to bed to take a nap , then i saw how my brother going in her room and he lay in front of her in her bed, i was confused so i sneak and watched what he was doing because my intuition said that something is wrong. Then i saw my brother how he was touching my mother on her bud then he squished her bud, i was so in shook that i couldn’t even realize it , i watched for 5min straight and he was touching her on other areas i hope you know wich areas i mean…i was shocked so i run to the kitchen and i think he heard me , he got imminently up and go to the main room to smoke a cigaret, he asked me if everything was fine , i just said yes. I never ever told my mom that because i thought that she wouldn’t believe me. At that point i knew something was wrong but i had no choice, i just lived with that at this point . 1 moth got over and he moved again to my grandmother, i was so happy about that because my mom stopped drinking and everything was fine, but then 3 months got over and my mom got diagnosed with Brest cancer. I was at that point 15 , my live changed so much that i couldn’t realize it. I was in turkey with my dad , and my mom called me to show me that my brother is in our house and he moved to us, because he wanted to help my mom, i was pissed at this point i could help my mom myself, when i drove too my home i had a bad feeling about my brother i overthinked so much, so when i got to home again things started to change , my mom was having a good relationship with my brother , they sleept in differed rooms so that wasn’t so weird, but things started to be strange, my mom drank so much that you couldn’t stop her, and my brother know that my mom had cancer and that she cant drink because of chemo but he ignored that, he always said to her that if she drink nothing will happened but then she started to throw up blood. At this point i didn’t know what to do she throw my phone away because i wanted to call the ambulance, she said that she is fine. She drank everyday, and throw up i got very depressed , anyways i started to Notice that my brother began to sleep Again with my mother in one bed at that point I knew what he was trying to do.But then my mom started To renovate her room at that point my mom started to sleep alone in her bedroom but every time she got drunk I saw how my brother going in her room and lay on her bed.I was a person who had every time the doors shut, But at that point I open my doors every time she was drunk and she was going to bed because I was scared that my brother doing stuff of her that she didn’t want. so when she got drunk and she got to bed to take a nap I saw my brother going in her room and lay in her bed I checked every five minutes if he’s doing something but then I realized that my mom wasn’t asleep they were under one blanket he was very close by her but they had they close on. so I had a plan how to just fake it that my mom’s best friend is calling me when I was in her room I gave her the phone but then she immediately got up with him. I didn’t know what to do so I never talk about this but I got depressed because of this because I knew something was wrong when they talked alone I heard how they talk to each other they talk very dirty to each other then I start to realize what is going on in my household I got so depressed that I didn’t even go to school because I needed to control them and at this point I hated my brother so much that I just want to kill him.Every time I needed to go from my home to friends or something I just had in my brain that they could do something together.I was so disgusted at my mom that I didn’t even eat her food that she was making a lost 12 kg my weight was at 44 kg and I was 16 at this time sorry.Then I noticed that they gave each other code words. I was so discussed I was so depressed because of him and my mother I just hated them and I wish it to me that they just died in a car accident I never ever talk about the situation but this got deeper and deeper with every day.I started to controlling them and every time they slept in the main room I was going every five minutes to the bathroom because from the bathroom I saw what’s going on in the main room so I saw the both.Then I started to notice that my brother is jealous at everything my mom is doing he was jealous at me he was jealous at boys that my mom have contact with and then I realized what’s going on that they had something together I started to panicking I didn’t know what to do.I started to notice saying that my brother is drinking with my mom because he wanted to have intimity with her.Then I started to going to school And I said to just one friend that I can trust whats going on, my friend had the idea that I could buy me some cameras and record them and confront them about that. and this is what I did I bought a mini camera for 50 bucks on Amazon.I never had the chance to record them because our apartment is too small and I am scared that they will see the camera.I realize that they had something and I didn’t want to live anymore but I got up and every time I talk to my mom why she’s sleeping in one bed with her son she will just say yeah because this is just my son and that’s nothing to worry about we are family and this shit. and one day when they were very very drunk I couldn’t handle this i begann to yell at my brother I began to said things to him that hurt him but I didn’t said what I knew I just said that I knew everything about him and every thing that he’s doing my mom just look at him and when I got to my room I sneak what she’s doing.She was talking with him very quiet and I think in this point my mom realize something,My mom began to hate me and every time I said something bad to my brother She started to yell at me and said to me very bad things like I hope you die and I hope you will go to a car accident stuff like this when I graduated school she didn’t even care me She didn’t even said oh my God I’m so proud of You she just didn’t care about that i graduated school. I just want to go to my own but I am not 18 yet and I don’t know what to do every time I see my mother and my brother I am so discussed that I need to throw up I never ever said this but I think it would be better when my mom wouldn’t be here I think it will be better when my brother be dead. I really don’t know what to do but I just know that one day everyone in our family will know the true about them I started to ignore them and I just know that my mother isn’t my mother anymore and I hope this bastard will die he just ruined my life.
This story wasn’t that detailed like the real story with every detail the story with every detail is even sicker I hope you guys have some tips and I hope you can help me
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2024.05.21 23:40 Avgeconaspirer IB Tutoring for the new academic year + summer classes

Tutoring agenda:
My IB Score: 43/45 Higher level: mathematics AA 7, Economics 7, English LAL 6 Standard level: Chemistry 7, French 7, psychology 7
Year Graduated: MAY 2023
Subjects taught: Economics, mathematics AA/AI and English LAL at HL/SL. Chemistry and psychology at SL, TOK (A with essay 10/10) and IA preparation
SPECIAL SUMMER SESSIONS: This time I am also offering summer sessions for IA preparations, TOK writing, Exam preparation and basic content revision. This is a bundle for regular classes which will be cost-effective compared to single sessions.
Price: negotiable
Time Zone: GMT+2 but I'm really flexible with time.
Contact Information: Reddit PM or comment below!
About Me: I am currently pursuing a double bachelors honours in economics and mathematics at a T10 university
About My Sessions: Our sessions are going to be focused mainly on learning any content at all that is difficult for you to approach at first glance and together we will come up with strategies for approaching them in the exams and I will share all of the tips in my arsenal for the subjects and tell you exactly how much of the content is to be learned and what is not required. We will do past papers together and questions from various sites like revision village, my own worksheets, etc. I will also give access to my resources such as Real-world examples for economics, cheat sheets for Math, diagrams and notes for psychology and more for chemistry as well. I will also give access to resources I have compiled for a tutoring project I took a few months ago. You will get your time and money’s worth!!
Note for parents***: We can have an introductory call to discuss more in detail (for free)
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2024.05.21 23:39 ravingkumquat Hiring animator to create a heartfelt animated music video

Goal: Create a heartfelt animated music video Song: TheFatRat - Still Here With You Tone: Happy, Sad, Sweet, Touching, Moving, Inspiring, Beautiful, Spiritual Style: 2D cute cartoon/anime Length: About two and a half minutes to fit the song (more is fine, adding a short intro/outro to fit the story is welcome) Deadline: 2 Months (flexible) Budget: $3,000 (flexible)
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Sorry if the deadline/budget seems unreasonable. I am very flexible on both and am more than willing to work with someone on a fair price.
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I would like to have a music video created for my fiancée, Emily, starring her and one of our cats, Fawkes, who we helped cross the rainbow bridge in February 2023. We always get the feeling he's still here with us, watching over us, spreading his love and joy. I want to imagine what that would look like if it were indeed true. On a spiritual level, they were/are truly soulmates, and I want to create something really special for her to remember him by. These last few years have been really tough for her, and we have been abandoned/betrayed by some friends and family mainly due to drama around our caring for Fawkes.
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I am looking for someone passionate who truly wants to help me make this a reality. I will do everything in my power to get whatever you need to make this work. This is probably way too much info, but I'm trying to get my thoughts out if it can help the creative process for anyone. If you're interested, please send me a message.
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Thoughts, ideas, notes:
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backstory below
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Beginning:
Fawkes came into our lives in July 2017 from the streets after his previous owners were taken away from him a few weeks prior. We immediately brought him to the vet to get checked and tested for anything. The vet found that he was chipped and five years old. As a result, they couldn't really do much besides try to contact the previous owners. We took him home and kept him separated from our other cat, Freyja, since we did not know if he could spread anything to her. He was pretty lethargic, hardly eating, and couldn't really keep much down. We honestly thought we would wake up the next morning and he wouldn't be with us anymore. Luckily, that was not the case.
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He wasn't doing so well the next day, so we called the vet and they had us come in again. Since the previous day, he went from over seven pounds down to about six and a half pounds. Our vet decided it was necessary to medically intervene or he was likely going to die. They hospitalized him on the spot and started giving him subcutaneous (SQ) fluids and other medications to help with his nausea and stimulate his appetite. We left him under the care of the vet and all we could do was wait to hear back. He pulled through like a champ. He was eating, moving, jumping, playing, snuggling, and loving life. It was as if he was reborn, like a phoenix from the ashes, so we named him "Fawkes" after the phoenix from Harry Potter.
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Over the following years, Fawkes and Emily became pretty much inseparable. He was such a lovebug and radiated that classic "orange cat energy" wherever he went. If he wanted to get into something, he'd either find a way or keep trying until we could stop him. He absolutely LOVED belly rubs, and not once was it ever a trap (unless you felt "trapped" rubbing his belly for hours). In all the time we had him, he never hissed at, scratched, or bit (non-playfully) anyone. He just wanted to love everything and everyone he met. He didn't have any enemies in his eyes, just others who may not have cared for the level of love and joy he wanted to share.
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Later:
Fawkes was diagnosed with stage 1 chronic kidney disease (CKD) in October 2021, which quickly progressed to stage 3 by early 2022. We were giving him medicine a few times a day, SQ fluids every couple of days, and going to the vet every other week to have his levels checked. He became a regular at the vet and even a few employees confessed to taking breaks just to go snuggle him because they loved him so much. We almost said goodbye to him in May 2022, as his symptoms were worsening and he no longer wanted to eat. He was a fighter, though, and told us he wasn't done fighting yet by finally eating on his own just as we were trying to make that difficult decision. We took him to the Animal Emergency and Referral Center (AERC) that night.
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The vet told us that he had developed anemia and our only options were either to take him home and start end-of-life care or do a blood transfusion (which might not even work) and keep him hospitalized for a few days to be monitored. We opted for the blood transfusion. The procedure went well and we were able to come and visit him a day later, though they still had to keep him for another day or two just to be safe. We were also able to have his case looked at by a specialist, and they adjusted his meds to better suit his needs. They were estimating he maybe had a few weeks to a month or so before we ended up back where we were before the transfusion. We were now giving him less medicine a few times a day, SQ fluids every night, and going on walks through our apartment building every night before bed.
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A few weeks became a few months, and he seemed to be doing even better than he was all of 2022 before his transfusion. We would take him on trips to Petco every week or so, so he could walk around and meet new friends. We would bring him to the park while we played Pokémon GO, even if we ended up just sitting in the car. Starting around September 2022, my boss even let me bring him to work with me on days he wanted me in the office. Vet appointments were few and far between, sometimes a couple of months apart. This pretty much continued all the way into February 2023 until we started to notice more significant symptoms again, and his CKD values were getting much worse. He didn't want to eat, he was hiding more, and he would often seek comfort by laying in his litterbox. We could tell our little warrior was ready to be done fighting.
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Goodbye:
On the night of Tuesday, February 14th, 2023, Valentine's Day, we decided we couldn't make him fight for us any longer. We called our vet and made an appointment for Thursday, February 16th, 2023. We spent the whole day together on Wednesday, February 15th, 2023, snuggling on the couch and finished with our nightly routine of SQ fluids and a walk. We all spent the night together on the couch, staying awake as long as we could. On Thursday, February 16th, 2023, we brought Fawkes to the vet, and he was excited to walk around and explore the new space for a short while before needing a rest. It was nice to see him perk up and act like how we remembered him to be. The doctors took him away to be prepped and brought him back after a short while. We were petting him, kissing him, and told him he was a good boy and how much we loved him as he peacefully passed. We left there with the heaviest pet carrier ever. An empty one.
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2024.05.21 23:37 PaperBoi360 New Paper Mario battle system concept

(Yes this is a repost cuz the original barely got batshit)
Paper Mario is notorious for changing it’s battle system throughout the series. People mainly just want the 64/TTYD battle system kept, but alas, the title explains itself.
This battle system idea is actually a mashup of TTYD, SPM, and TOK, but it’s actually kinda cool.
First, you start off on a 3D Arena with enemies surrounding you, in a manner similar to The Origami King. This time, it’s different. You have the ability to change the amount of time for “Round” battles, or you can have an optional chance to align enemies to freeze them in place for “Round” battles. I’ll explain what that is later. Key point on optional, you can go to the action list immediately if you wish. Note that if you attempt to go align the enemies, you are at risk of the “Rival” enemy freezing you instead.
Next, the action list from TTYD appears. This time, there’s a menu above, and you can assign 2 actions to the “A” and “B” buttons respectively. This is actually to prepare for the next “Round” battle. “Jump - A” and “Power Smash - B” will do for now, note that Power Smash still costs FP. Now let’s say you had a partner with you, like Koops. You would be able to assign actions to him, but he would have the option to either be controlled by a CPU or a second player. Note that Guard is assigned to “Y” and the Superguard is assigned to “X”.
And finally, the “Round” battle actually begins, this being the first round. All the enemies surrounding you suddenly start moving around, and you have free-roam control of Mario in a similar manner of SPM. Any actions you have equipped, you can use to fight the enemies in real-time. Assuming the actions I mentioned earlier are equipped, and if you’re facing right, If you hold Left + B near an enemy while it’s not facing you, the action command icon suddenly appears and you can actually charge your hammer right on the spot, you can even commence TTYD stylish moves right after as well. (Every time you use Power Smash, it uses up FP) And if you had a POW block equipped instead, you could place it anywhere in the arena and wait to hit it at any time, either by you or your partner. Speaking of, your partner obviously also roams around and helps you fight during “Round” battles. Enemies can suddenly attack you at any time, in which you gotta hit “Y” or “X” at the right time.
“Round” battles only last for a limited time, after that said time is up, you can go back to setting up for Round 2 or something. However, you can adjust the time on the first phase of setting up. Also, if you’ve managed to freeze enemies before the round, you can attack them freely for 10 seconds during the round itself. Same way around if the “Rival” enemy freezes you. Also, this said “Rival” enemy is really just the most powerful one among the crowd of enemies and doesn’t do much.
Honestly, this was just the basics of my idea, during rounds, it’s SPM’s combat, locked in a 3D Arena where you can also perform TTYD’s action commands and stylish moves. I feel like this could be fun as hell if improved upon and it also depends on what you set up before rounds.
Please give me reviews, thoughts, criticisms, ideas, whatever on this.
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2024.05.21 23:33 zBuLe03 38 [M4F] Moreno Valley, CA/ Online / Anywhere - Let have lunch this Thursday

Hi, how are you doing today? I hope you’re doing well. Could we have lunch this Thursday? Please bear with me because I have no idea what I’m doing. I am an introverted person. I can spend all day alone with no issues. However, I think I have spent too many days alone now; it would be best if I get out of my comfort zone and find some company. I have never dated before, so pardon my inexperience.
About me
Some other points about me
I am described as wholesome. However, I’m open-minded and don’t mind if you enjoy activities that I don't.
I am open to anything, from just this single date to starting a family and anything in between; I am open to any relationship. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I am proposing lunch on Thursday, virtually anywhere in Moreno Valley or Riverside. It can be anytime as well. Unfortunately, I work weekend nights, so Wednesday and Thursday are my days off. If you have any other suggestions, I am open to listening. A movie, a hike, etc…
I don’t know what else to put here. I am socially inept, thus I’m not really good at conversational speech. If you are interested, feel free to contact me. Any and all questions are welcome.
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2024.05.21 23:31 Salt-Significance674 My on off relationship with sanatan over the years.

I grew up in a normal middle-class Sanatani home, and my mother used to make me recite Hanuman chalisa and Shiv chalisa as a child; but, as I grew older, I became more interested in science and thus rejected Hinduism and gods. After school, I traveled to another city for coaching and met several Kashmiri Muslims; when I told them I didn't believe in God, they began talking garbage about Hindu gods, and I used to tell my mother the same things they told me. In my family, everyone was religious except my father. My father was a devoted sanatani, yet he never prayed or visited temples, but the female members did. When I began to question their beliefs, they responded to my queries without becoming angry and welcomed me as an atheist. After finishing my coaching, I came to Chandigarh and met my bhangi roommates, who used to smoke pot and listen to shiv bhajans. That was the lowest time in my life; I had just discovered that my boyfriend of three years was cheating on me and he was also very abusive towards me. I was terrified to leave him, and I wanted he would change. After 6 months, I started smoking with them and became addicted. I still smoke occasionally. After a year, when I eventually left my then-boyfriend, I returned home for two months. I was depressed and had frequent thoughts of suicide; when I informed my mother about this, she encouraged me to resume praying, but I was uninterested. One day, she started this conversation in front of my father, and let me tell you what his response was. I still remember this conversation word to word 😂
“Manu(my nick name) beta bhut kuch aisa h jise sun kar lgta h ki aisa kuch nhi h maut k baad andhera h lekin kbhi lgta h k koi toh param shakti h jo yeh dunia chla rhi h. Bhut kuch hume aisa dikhega jo bhut neech h or vo paramatma k kahe ya likhe niyam nhi ho skte h or bhagwan ne agr hum sahi galat ki pehchan di h to dharam k naam pr apni us budhi ka use na krna bevkoofi h. Tum pdhe likhe bachche ho tumhe pta h kya man na h kya nhi or kya galat h kya sahi. Jaise tumhe mera sahara h k mai sb smbhal lunga aise hi mujhe mere papa ka b tha or unke chle jane k baad mujhe ab bhagwaan ka h.
Or agr nhi krni pooja mt kro maine b kbhi nhi ki mai kisi b andh vishwas mai yakeen nhi krta kyuki mujhe pta h yeh sb insaan ka likha h uske apne mtlb k liye. Tum apne karam saaf rkho tumhe pooja krne ki zaroorat nhi h.
Yeh jo puraan aaj dunia pdhi h yeh koi humare hi poorwaj the (we are kashmiri pandits/brahmins) jinhe ek business idea aaya or ek nyi kitaab likh daali or logo be use pdhna shuru kr dia fr koi or aaya usne kuch or likh dala. Nye pooja k niyam bna die jahan pr g brahmin ka pooja krwana zroori h vrna bhgwan accept nhi krenge. To sara gandh hi humare brahmin samaj ne dala tha.
Mai b pooja krta agr mujhe sanskrit aati or mai ved pdh pata toh Mgr vo to aati hi nhi mujhe to mai to bs dhyan lga skta hu bhagwaan ka Tum b wahi kr k dekh lo agr dil mane toh
Or kya krna hai mandir ja k ek v ved ki knowledge ni hogi pandit ko Inse kundli dikhwa lo ya lakeere pdhwa lo. Sb drama h inko kuch ni pta dharam kya h sb k sb chor hai koi zaroorat ni kahin jane ki apna sachche dil se om ka jap kro dhyan lgao sb theek ho jaega yeh umar nhi h andh vishwas mai pdne ki”
He was a member of RSS but left for personal reasons. He believed in karma and had never done anything wrong on purpose. He was adored by both society and his family. He died in Corona, on Ekadasi. In Sanatan, it is believed that a person who dies on the day of ekadasi goes immediately to paradise, and there are people who fast on every ekadasi in order to die on ekadasi and go straight to heaven, but my father never fasted; instead, he would disapprove of my mother for doing karwachauth and so on. He celebrated all of the festivities, most notably Diwali.
He would read us stories from our holy texts for moral purposes. I live according to his teachings. I believe in both Sanatan dharma and God. I don't conduct any puja, but I do recite Hanuman Chalisa since it brings me calm. Despite the fact that we keep numerous purans at home, I have never read one. My mother still performs pooja but has quit reading purans. Yes, we acknowledge that our forefathers have done wrong to society, particularly those who belong to the SC society. However, according to my study, I belong to kashyap gotra (lineage of sage Kashayapa of Kashmir), and I have a friend who is SC and has kashyap gotra. We are both from the same gotra (lineage), but have distinct castes, implying that castes were once determined by one's occupation. I wish to learn Sanskrit and read the Vedas without any changes to the writings. Despite the difficulty of interpreting the ancient sanskrit used in the Vedas, I want to successfully translate it word for word without errors.
And I enjoy it when atheists and anti-sanatanis post such verses from our Puranas. Their writing, as much as their beliefs, should be criticized. Only then will we be able to revive our Vedic culture. People nowadays are so into shortcuts that they will do or believe anything under the false pretense of appeasing the god. Another factor, as we all know, is the sacrifice tradition in Hinduism.
Another brief story.
So we had this idol of a local devi in our house, and my grandmother worshiped her, as did all of our raina (my surname) neighbours. Some families were dissatisfied with their financial situation and turned to a so-called pandit. That pandit ordered them to perform a puja including a goat sacrifice in the same house where Devi resides. The next day, they all came to my house and told us everything and asked us to make arrangements for the puja. My father and grandmother denied this, and they tried to convince them, but in vain.
So, after a few days, they warned us that they would take the idol and place it in someone else's home. I remember my grandmother crying because she had worshiped that idol for 50 years. Our neighbours began arguing with us, and eventually my father gave up and let them take the idol. These neighbours did the so-called puja. They killed an innocent soul under the name of Pooja, and everyone ate it. Neither of my family members attended that puja. My mother continues to pray to that Devi. We make parsaad (a vegetarian dish). And my neighbor's financial situation is considerably worse now 😂😂
And being religious has its own benefits. For example, my mother never allowed us to keep a pet. My father used to love dogs, but he stopped keeping pets after he lost his dear Cheenu, our 16-year-old dog. My brother and I are animal lovers. We used to feed stray animals, but my mother would never let them inside the home. She made extra rotis for them every day, but she didn't want to keep them in the house. So one day, a pandit informed me that I have an ongoing shani dasha, which is why I am always depressed. My mother researched different cures and discovered that feeding dogs reduces the effects of shani dasha. She attempted to keep my stray dog Tyson inside the house, but my baby was too independent to stay inside. He cried at night, so we had to let him go. So I asked my mother if I may bring a puppy home, and she agreed under the condition that I take care of it. But I shifted to another city after three months, and she took care of him. We lost Jacob because of to the negligence of a vet. So, following Jacob's death, my mother made it clear that no other pet would ever enter this house. We are allowed to feed the strays, but none enter the house's gates. After a few months, I saw an adoption post for a lost black labrador dog and told my mother that the effect of Shani Dasha would be reduced only if I took care of a black dog, and that a black dog is the vahaan (riding) of Kaal Bhairav, to which she agreed. She named the dog Scooby, and she adores him more than me. She loves him so much that she fed him chicken and bone broth while he was sick. So, yeah, being religious has some perks.
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2024.05.21 23:30 zBuLe03 38 [M4F] Moreno Valley, CA/ Online / Anywhere - Let have lunch this Thursday

Hi, how are you doing today? I hope you’re doing well. Could we have lunch this Thursday? Please bear with me because I have no idea what I’m doing. I am an introverted person. I can spend all day alone with no issues. However, I think I have spent too many days alone now; it would be best if I get out of my comfort zone and find some company. I have never dated before, so pardon my inexperience.
About me
Some other points about me
I am described as wholesome. However, I’m open-minded and don’t mind if you enjoy activities that I don't.
I am open to anything, from just this single date to starting a family and anything in between; I am open to any relationship. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I am proposing lunch on Thursday, virtually anywhere in Moreno Valley or Riverside. It can be anytime as well. Unfortunately, I work weekend nights, so Wednesday and Thursday are my days off. If you have any other suggestions, I am open to listening. A movie, a hike, etc…
I don’t know what else to put here. I am socially inept, thus I’m not really good at conversational speech. If you are interested, feel free to contact me. Any and all questions are welcome.
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2024.05.21 23:30 Moturnach Question for dedicated camp builders, what can you recommend for Swamp build?

I have idea for camp and i want to check the parts im missing.
Depending on if ill manage to build it in way i want, but im looking forward to making some swamp related camp and im planning to try to build one under the bridge to make something looking like outpost, or if i will find a really good place, something like a hanging out house using one of the columns of the bridge as foundation for whole structure.
What would you recommend to fit this idea? Im looking for Free States Bundle just because it have fitting design for my theme, like defensive structures, so you can use it as example of what im looking for.
Stuff im currently having:
Vault Catwalk bundle (bought this one for building shenanigans)
Vines Bundle(just because again building shenanigans+ i really like how they looks, do planning to use one to make camp a bit more themed towards swamp one)
Polished Enclave Turrets set - I don't really like default turrets, these is much cooler+ as far as i got, more effective. Definitely will use couple just for cool look.
Succulent set - kinda fits theme + i like cacti + it was really cheap.
Overgrown vehicle - very fitting theme+ I definitely will find it a place in camp.
Fanatics Barricade - very cool looking + kinda fits my idea.
Also i have almost all stuff from Aliens and Mothman Equinox events, if its matters.
I also have majority of free plans,as well as Super Reactor and Solar Panels(Will use one or another obviously, in case of Super Reactor i think i just make it a centerpiece and build stuff around it because despite being massive, it should look awesome as part of building. Solar panels is just very convenient silent source of electricity+ they look quite good when grouped together)
Also i have every non FoF item from current seasons till 11 page, currently sitting at rank 80, planning to get all stuff from bonus page, especially cabin set.
Among those I have Grass Roof is probably worth a try.
So what do you recommend to look at? Im planning to use Steel set mainly just because it looks more fitting for outpost theme. I don't mind to make it look partially junky like intentionally adding wooden/brick stuff to Steel building to imitate quick repairs.
So what do you recommend to look at?
Additional question, is there a set/stuff that adds a different kinds of half or quarter floors except default ones?
Reason why im asking its Utility Room shelter that im planning to turn into mini bunker that will be a part of outpost. Since the narrow room fits only 1,5 big foundations in narrow spaces i can't use floors from Catwalk bundle without mixing it with wooden floor and ceiling(metal one is transparent and i cant put wallpaper on Floor cells to make them more metal-looking, so i also look at ways to improve this because i often use those). Its can be decorated of course, but im curious if something like that exists.
Another thing id like to ask. Is it possible to make independent second floor to be able to rotate it and get a bit more interesting construction than regular 2 floor building? Something like imitation of ship containers stacked one on top of another as crudely as possible or something similar.
P.S. Sorry for a lot of questions, just curious because i know what i want to build, but just looking for fitting stuff to get from Atomic Shop or probably elsewhere.
P.P.S I really wanted to buy FoF for month for freebies but for whatever reason i can't buy it via Windows Store for Ukraine.
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2024.05.21 23:27 RedditLovingSun New Room with dark floor+bed-frame, no idea what i'm doing, pls review my ideas and call me dumb

New Room with dark floor+bed-frame, no idea what i'm doing, pls review my ideas and call me dumb
This is the state of the room right now, only the dark wood queen bed frame will be staying. Mainly need advice knowing what layout/textures and colors to buy for desks/rugs/decore cause I have no knowledge but dug for ideas.
Just the bed is mine. Couch and lil table on right are goin.
https://preview.redd.it/cjvohlp5ju1d1.png?width=2850&format=png&auto=webp&s=71ff7ca40575026e6c9f45df0f5b316c78746b78
Gaming chair is also not mine, could get bookshelf from a friend so considering it.
I've never designed a room before, not rlly my thing but have been bingeing content and these are a few ideas I'm looking for feedback on:
General Vibe Goal: Earthy/Calm/Relaxing - But still light/bright/airy - Woods+GreenPlants - accent knicknacks/colors (burnt orange? olive/sage? pastel/navy blues?)
I have no idea what i'm doing so the vibe ideas are just a starting point i guess. I need people to tell me i'm stupid for any of the below color wise or layout wise before i fuck it up pls. Also if there's something i'm not considering, I got own the place now but have 2.5 months till I actually live there.
Desk:
I'll be working from home, so a desk is a must. I'm thinking a L shaped standing desk where the couch is right now under the window (although unsure if L-shape is a good call) that way i can look out the window facing the short side or face the wall with more space. Trouble deciding what color, but i heard you shouldn't make your woods monochrome so maybe a lighter walnut to blend the dark wood with light walls better, or maybe a slightly darker walnut to not contrast the floor and bed as much as the third major piece in the room.
https://preview.redd.it/6js9vleyju1d1.png?width=1188&format=png&auto=webp&s=c29f5f4fe5e936bf50c9d2646417f1aeb835c6a5
Rug:
The dark wood bed frame on top of the dark wood floor might be a little depressing although it's calming, so i'm thinking a lighter run under the bed (not sure where to place it exactly). Maybe even a rug that has accent colors. I'm thinking:
Could go with making oranges and blues accent colors which i could bring out in the bedding and pillows
Same Idea with the more gemometric one, stuck between them currently would love opinions.
Alternatively something that still plays with the dark bed/floor but livens it up is the last one:
https://preview.redd.it/3ih69nrhju1d1.png?width=2800&format=png&auto=webp&s=446cec78971add70e21a4de81fdc93c4f9cfdfb6
Bedding:
I don't want boring grey pillows and grey sheets like I have now. I want layered bedding that compliments the room and I think a big part of that will be what the area rug under the bed ends up being since I'll likely want to bring out the accent colors (hopefully orange/olive accents to compliment the earthy feel) between them. So with the first two rugs maybe this kind of color scheme?:
https://preview.redd.it/3owko4eaku1d1.png?width=1790&format=png&auto=webp&s=117e50f107f17245fca263e17555af10d2efd9b4
Maybe thats crazy and too distracting though idk.
Mirror:
After some research, I think a full length mirror on the back of the door would be best, as the limited space could be saved for other decor, and this location allows natural light to bounce back into the room off the mirror causing more layering of the lighting and making the shadows in the room less harsh which i hope adds a lighter cozyer feeling. Although not sure if I should go with a white frame like this or brown wood frame again, leaning towards white because it goes with the door's white better and heard you should vary the textures in the room a bit so everything isn't just wood:
https://preview.redd.it/4dfcnymcku1d1.png?width=922&format=png&auto=webp&s=6954d61b81ba4153331d80ec58ebec73ec3d794c
Shelving:
I'm thinking wall shelves first of all for more plants and greenery, as well as photos and lil random items and stuff cause I think little personal items displayed make a room feel more cozy and lived in.
Plants: also are a relaxing cozy vibe, I'm thinking of having lots smaller ones for the desks, shelves and bookshelves. Maybe a larger one or two but idk if I have the space for it:
Want to have multiple but not go overboard
https://preview.redd.it/ytkj2fpfku1d1.png?width=2614&format=png&auto=webp&s=d733b222c9d70c63bccb8b1dc214dbd3eadf8a3f
Curtains:
I think sheer curtains would add a lot to the target airy/light/cozy vibe of the room. But also considering layering with smart blackout ones over or under it for practicality:
Letting natural light in is also good for the plants and mirror this on the back of the door this will hit
Art:
No clue where to even start, only wall art i've owned is the ocean wave thing which is as basic as it gets.
Other ideas i'm considering but unsure:
That lamp table on the right would be good for warm lighting and I could have room by the bed if I didn't go with an L shape for a desk
https://preview.redd.it/ce5zc9ohku1d1.png?width=2440&format=png&auto=webp&s=ff9d24c0af9c66a0296a59b88229fbea0c9e6162
Attempt to visualize some of it (not an artist apologies for the messed up angles):
Maybe a darker table is the way to go actually, and the paintings on the last one should probably go on the opposite wall.
https://preview.redd.it/nuzncrtiku1d1.png?width=3406&format=png&auto=webp&s=2bd0c3a7ae6ba0d6799ea3a4283ac98c81516e0d
https://preview.redd.it/zzdg65gjku1d1.png?width=1932&format=png&auto=webp&s=2927921de9ff3e61753514fce5c11fa9fa01dfa3
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2024.05.21 23:26 Pawlax_Inc_Official Gonna explain as much as I can about how this fella works + a bunch of trivia!

Gonna explain as much as I can about how this fella works + a bunch of trivia!
So, basicaly, he is dead. Technicaly speaking. His corpse was hooked to some kind of a machine (possibly a modifed drone. Haven't decided yet), making him "alive". He is pretty much the same guy he was before the galla. He just cannot remember his death and thinks he works for JcJenson. He is to be used for tasks that AS doesn't want to use Tessa's body for and/or there are no AS infected drones on the planet. He CAN be taken over by the Solver when it deems necessary. When not in use (aka right now), he sits in a pod like the one "Tessa" landed with, just staring forward.
Some other not as useful facts
  • He could theoreticaly use AS if the Solver wanted him to. Never happened yet. Only used when under direct control of AS
  • He is "programmed" to never take of his helmet and all cost, unless AS allows him to or possesses him. He will always make up an excuse to keep it on him.
  • He was about 17 at the time of death
  • His main weapon is a commically large wrench (I was considering giving him an axe)
  • He will try to ignore any signs that he might not be fully human. Again, this is due to The Solver.
  • He actually wears two bowties - one on his suit, and one under it. Kinda like the bow on Tessa.
  • I was asking around for ideas for what stickers should I put on his helmet (you can suggest here if you want to), and someone suggested Apex Lab's logo (Not sure if that's the correct name). So, to immortalize this funny idea, his favourite Godzilla character is Mecha Godzilla. This is official now (he haven't even watched too many movies)
  • He doesn't know who Tessa is. At all
Thanks for reading!
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2024.05.21 23:24 PWOFalcon As Astra Volume 0, Prolog, Chapter 1, part 2

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/HFY/comments/1cxj7h8/comment/l52vtd5/?context=3
*****

The Palatini of Orias journey took nine grueling days of traveling down the peaks of Torness Mountain Range. But at long last, they reached the Coralus Valley. While the temperature was far below what the half-elf usually enjoyed, it was far better than the mountain peaks.
They traveled through the valley, trying to avoid the multiple hostiles, villages, and anyone else who could tip off their enemies. They had to take every tedious path imaginable to prevent possible contact with the enemy.
Staring at their destination, Fraeya Holiadon could not decide if she should be thrilled or distorted at the sight. "Is this the place?"
"I believe so," Raegel said. "The pattern of the structures matches my drawings and the map. See the remains of the two walls?"
"And the stone rings that direct out," Henness said.
"So, you have read the legends," Raegel said, surprised by the centurion's knowledge of the temple.
"I always prepare before a mission," Henness said. "Those half rings, are they stone or artificial?"
"They look like stone, so I think they used the ground stone and molded them," Raegel said.
Fraeya Holiadon carefully stared at the temple ruins. All she could see was the destruction—fractured stone buildings, walls, weed-infested stone pavement, and so on. While there were still many stone structures, most were destroyed. She could only see death, not the walls her father could see.
She turned to ask her father what he was talking about but saw Centurion Fionntan Henness pointing toward the walls and other details.
Watching the two communicate about the features of the temple, she realized how out of depth she was. Her father spent generations studying ruins like this, while Henness is an experienced soldier. For Fraeya, this was her first mission outside the academy supervision, and she realized how different the world was compared to the classroom.
As the two spoke, her elf ears overheard Henness mention that he saw green webbing. As the two men debated what creatures could create that webbing, she already knew based on the type of webbing. Being an excellent student, she recalled the topic regarding intelligent monsters. While many species produce a web, only one creates a thick green. Goblins.
"Father," Fraeya said. "I think goblins made those webbings."
"How could you possibly know that?" Henness asked, unconvinced by the theory. "It would easily be Rorgo or a Kipt."
Fraeya reached into her backpack and pulled out her notepad. She flipped through the pages and responded, "Kipt is more silk-like, while Rorgo is more for capturing prey. Both are white. Only Goblins make green."
"She is correct," Raegel said. "The green should have been a given."
"Alright," Henness said. "That complicates things."
"How so?" Fraeya asked. "The academy said they are weak. Adventures and local militia kill them constantly, so your men should be able to wipe them out with your weaponry easily."
"Goblins are weak in small numbers, but they are a nightmare in large numbers," Henness said. "And depending on the horde, they adapt to who their enemies are quickly. For all I know, we could be fighting a nest that is as heavily armed as we are."
Fraeya looked back toward the next with much confusion. She knew about the goblin's ability to adapt. However, her teachers never stated how formal they could be. Only treating them as barbarians is a functional civilization. "I would think the academy would mention something like that."
"If you are going to be out here in the world, you must understand that life is very different from the classroom," Henness said. "The difference between someone who lives behind a desk versus someone on the ground. Now, I need to get my forces ready for our attack."
Once the centurion left, Fraeya looked at her father. "I am starting to get the impression that my schooling wasn't as truthful as I once thought."
Raegel chuckled at the statement from his daughter. "That is what I said when I left my academy in Thali'ean," he said with a short chuckle before he spoke. "Henness was correct; there is a large gap between the classroom and out here in the world."
"I see. So, now, what do we do?"
"We wait for the legionaries to form a plan. Because time is not on our side, he will want you to assist with your magic. Do you think you can assist? If you are uncomfortable, tell me now, and you can stay here where it is safe."
Feeling a nervous chill creeping down her spine, she looked back toward the temple and breathed heavily. "I admit, I am scared, but I didn't come here to babysit the camp. I want to help."
She felt her father pat her on the back, feeling a sense of pride from his touch.
"That's my daughter."
After an hour of planning, the Palatini of Orias began their assault on the temple ruins. The plan was for a primary team to assault the temple directly, triggering a response from the goblin. The second team would remain on the high ground and pick off the horde.
Fraeya ended up on the right side of the group team. To her surprise, many soldiers were thrilled that they were finally getting into a fight. She wondered, after two weeks of crawling over the mountains and hiding like rodents, they finally got a chance to be soldiers.
The primary assault group she was attached to advance toward the temple once the signal was given. Passing one of the few remaining wall structures, they entered the temple ground. As they swept through the old temple's front sections, the goblins huddled around a fire pit, noticed them, and prepared for battle.
Three legionaries known as circilmen, from the palatini positioned themselves to engage the incoming enemy. Carrying a ranged projectile weapon known as a circiletum, they hid behind the front shield men and fired upon the incoming enemy. They picked off two of the three goblins as the last one quickly crawled under a piece of rubble for cover. Then, the palatini heard a painful screech from the hiding goblin.
Fraeya couldn't help herself but stand there noticing the two fresh corpses. She then watched as two of the swordsmen rushed to the hiding goblin. They reached in and pulled the little green monster out of its hiding spot.
Two swordsmen grabbed the goblin and dragged it from its cover, it jumped on top of one of the legionaries, stabbing its blade into its armor, unable to break through. With a short struggle, the legionary could slam the goblin onto the ground. The other legionary stomped on the body before thrusting his gladius into the monster.
Hearing another screech, Fraeya looked down the stone path and saw goblins popping out of every crack and corner.
One of the legionary officers ordered the unit to reform. The swordsmen took the front with their large scutum shields, creating a two-line protective shield wall. Behind them were the circilmen, taking cover behind the scutum.
The group of goblins charged forward. As they approached, the legionaries saw the raw, starving rage within their dark green eyes—a thirst for primal instincts of food and lust and nothing else.
"Fraeya, is it?"
Hearing her name, she turned to the commanding offer of this group.
"When I give the order, shake the ground." The lower-ranking Centurian said.
Fraeya acknowledged the order as she understood what he was planning.
Turning back to the incoming horde, she watched the three circilmen open fire. The circiletums cut down the forward group of goblins. The ones behind that row suddenly stopped from the shock but were cut down by a second volley.
"Now. Before they scatter."
Fraeya placed her hands together and chanted. The two tiny mana crystals on her gloves blew green as she felt a raw energy channel through her body. A moment later, that glow expanded to the point that it encompassed her hand.
Channeling the mana needed for the spell, Fraeya placed her left hand on the ground.
The stone ground beneath them shook the stone terra, stunning the goblins. Right down the center, cracks formed, and the terra broke apart. The road slightly uplifted into an elevation, forcing the goblins to focus on what was happening.
With the ground disinformed, it prevented the enemy from scattering in an organized manner, allowing the circilmen to fire another volley.
The front scutum marched forward and started cutting down anything that moved. The other line split into two groups. They were marching down the street in an almost synchronized manner. They held their shields high toward the ruins, protecting the circilmen from any incoming projectile. Arrows and magic.
Fireballs flew and impacted the scutum infantry, protecting the flanks. Some of the shields glowed from the impact. The flames engulfed one of the men's arms, and he started to scream from the pain.
The circilmen returned fire, and a firefight began. The sound of their weapons crackled throughout the surrounding area, amplified by the ruined walls. Above the sound of battle were the voices and cries of the wounded—the circiletum that were deployed on the ridge above rained fire from the suppressive team.
The Palatini of Orias pushed deeper into the temple ground as the battle continued. That was until the town began to be consumed by this thick haze, providing cover for the goblins, and restricting visibility for the Lat forces. While not educated to the standards of civilized races, Goblins were not stupid.
"It is a haze," Fraeya said. "They must have a mage somewhere within the nest."
Centurion Fionntan Henness approached their forces and began to regroup. "Can you counter it?"
"No," Fraeya replied. "I never studied Aeromancy magic."
"Nebulo," Henness said. "Our armor and weapons will be less effective."
Fraeya understood his concern. From what she recalled from her classes; goblins have sharp senses. Based on the density of the haze, it was clear even to her that they were planning to force them to huddle and expose themselves to be surrounded, making their ranged weapons worthless.
"We will just have to work around it," Raegel said.
As Frayea prepared herself, she felt a strange feeling throughout her body, almost like some field affecting her body. She saw a female legionary in light armor and a cloak checking over the wounded. One of the few women in the legionary, she could tell she was the unit healer specializing in Sanamancy magic. The women must have placed a barrier to help protect against any poisonous gasses lying within the haze.
Orias advanced through the haze; this forced the soldiers to clump together for safety. As the assault group progressed, they were hit non-stop by the goblin's arrow fire, spears, and fire shots from sling guns. Most of these projectiles caused minor damage thanks to the heavy armor legionary’s wear. However, this did not remove the damage as it brought discomfort and limited their progression to a crawl.
Barely noticing two figures on top of a rooftop through the haze, who were firing slingshots toward their position, she pointed her hand toward a piece of rubble and, with her magic, lifted the debris and projected it through the haze. The rubble temporarily formed a gap in the haze that increased the line-of-sight.
She then called out to the fire battle mage within the unit. The mage realized what was happening and fired multiple firebolts toward the tower. Five bolts impacted the building from different directions, engulfing the structure in flames. Everyone could hear the faint sound of goblins screaming as the building burnt.
With the tower collapsing suddenly, arrows rained through the thick haze, hitting the legionaries in retaliation. While most arrows bounced off the armor, some found exposed spots. Two more legionaries fell to their knees, with one vomiting blood, forcing the healed to focus on the sick over protecting the group.
It became clear that the goblins changed their tactics and poisoned their arrows. While worthless against armor, they could still puncture the underneath clothing and scrap any exposed part of the skin.
A luperca legionnaire picked up an old broken wagon and used it as a shield to protect. With the cover, the lower ranking commanders directed the circilmen to pick off any goblins that peaked above the surface.
Combined with the haze and change of tactic, this formed a strange stalemate between the two sides. The Orias was forced into a defensive; they were well equipped to deal with any goblins who dared to get within melee range. However, the goblins had surrounded and had the range advance as they could see through the haze, allowing them to snipe any legionary who adventured far from the group.
Fraeya saw a blob of acid impact a swordsmen's scutum. The scutum started being consumed by the spell, slowly falling into pieces. The man screamed as he felt his arm burn, desperately untieing the strappings to ditch the heavy shield.
"We need to kill their shaman before we are picked off," Raegel said.
"I agreed," Henness replied. "As long as this haze is here, my suppressive team is useless."
"If I recall," Fraeya said. "A Shaman should be nearby. Someone close enough to maintain this haze and give commands but not put themselves in danger."
"Then I know where it should be," Henness said. "Let's go half-elf."
She felt her ears perk up once she realized the centurion was talking about her. She looked toward her father and saw the 'it is time to prove yourself' look. Taking a deep breath and preparing herself, she gathered behind Henness and six of his men.
The assault unit left the main one and adventurer deeper into the temple grounds. As they reached what remained of an intersection, goblins stormed out of the stone buildings to ambush the legionaries.
With their disciplined reaction, the legionaries immediately adjusted their formation and sliced down the attackers. Henness stood at the center, holding his sword out as flames wrapped around the blade.
As the goblins attacked the swordsmen, Fraeya broke apart the ground on the right flank, knocking many goblins. The one that fell, she entangled them by summoning vines - which trapped the goblins and pulled them into the ground until their death or burial.
She then turned and lifted parts of the ground on the left flank, blocking some of the goblins. This prevented the legionaries from being encircled.
"Reform," Henness ordered. "We need to advance quickly. Stay close."
Once the path was clear, the unit moved toward the building where the goblins had fortified. Henness moved in front of her to provide protection. He held up his shield, deflecting arrows.
"Stay behind me," Henness said.
While not being a military woman, Fraeya quickly learned to accept the chain of command on this quest. On the battlefield, her father told her to listen to Henness as he was a man of war. She realized that the structure and safety of the city and the academy are vastly different in the countryside. Getting behind him, she followed him close behind as he pushed forward, arrows striking his shield, allowing her to get in range for her spell.
The legionaries stopped engaging the incoming goblins, allowing their centurion and the young mage to get closer. Henness reached around his scutum and pressed the amulet attached to the outer shell's center. Once pressed, the large shield briefly glowed before darkening, returning to the standard red with white lining design.
Up ahead, Fraeya saw in full display of the nest. Spikes, fortification, and green webbing filled the gaps between the ruined structures. Skeletons and decomposing bodies littered the areas of their past victims. The goblins were standing in the bunker sections, preparing for battle. With how heavily guarded it was, she concluded that this must be where the Shaman was.
"Fraeya, now!"
Fraeya moved around the man to cast her spell. With a quick chant, her hands glowed green again. As she channeled her mana, an acid attack impacted Henness' scutum. While the added hardening enchantment from the amulet increased the scutum resistance, the acid slowly ate through the large shield.
Stepping from cover, Fraeya aimed her hands at the nest. The ground trembled a little as the front of the nest collapsed on itself from the summoned sinkhole.
With the front entrance open, Fraeya saw the Shaman in plain view—a female, being one of the few within a goblin nest. The Shama looked scared as she looked around where to hide.
Fraeya did not give it time as she cast a spell that created a spike from the ground below the Shaman and pierced straight through the vicious monster, killing it instantly.
As the Shaman staff hit the ground, the haze started to disappear.
Believing that her work was complete after killing the goblin leader, her ears quickly heard footsteps surrounding them.
Noticing that the goblins were about to swarm their position, she took cover behind Henness to protect his rear. She took a deep breath as she felt exhausted from the battle and cast so many spells quickly.
Starting at five goblins that emerged from the ruins, Fraeya watched as they charged toward them. Before they got close, however, each one was sniped from the ridge-side suppressive team.
With a moment of confusion, she stared toward the cliffside and saw the suppressive team. Now that the haze is disappearing, they could snipe off the remaining goblins from their elevation position.
"Good job, half-elf," Henness said, slowly stepping back with a shield aimed at the flames, guiding Fraeya back.
"Stop calling me half-elf," Fraeya yelled. "I am out here risking my life with the rest of you, and don't give me that war is a male-domain thing! I am willing to see this through. Most of my kind would stay home and let you fight, so why do you keep degrading me?"
"Because ideals get people killed," Fionntan Henness replied. "Out here, you must earn that respect within the brotherhood of warriors, especially if you are used to living inside the city walls. People with a self-protected mindset usually end up as food for the worms or get my soldiers killed because they do not understand what it takes to survive."
The centurion then turned to the destroyed nest. "I will say, though, what you did here. It is a good first step for a half-elf." He then turned to give her an approving smile.
Not understanding the humor from the Lat, Fraeya accepted it. From her experience, Lats always had a strange sense of humor. Insults are sometimes seen as compliments while praising could be considered offensive. Saying one thing but meaning another is a common trait for them.
With the remaining palatini coming after clearing the remaining goblins, Fraeya saw her father. She rushed over and hugged him and teared up.
"You did good, my dear," Raegel said as he patted her.
"Is this really what it is like out here?" Fraeya asked.
"Sadly, it is," Fraeya replied. "That is why I never brought you around on my digs."
"I am sorry to interrupt," Henness said. "We are on borrowed time, so can we get at it?"
Fraeya looked toward the centurion with frustration as she wanted a moment with her father. After taking a deep breath, she realized that he was right.
After finishing her hug, she brushed off the goblin's blood and clothing.
"Then we better begin searching for what we came for," Raegel said as he reached for his bag. She watched as he pulled out a perfectly smoothed, pure black orb. By itself, it didn't look impressive. She had seen hundreds of these orbs at the academy or the many workshops within the city.
Raegel held the orb in one hand and activated it with his mana. The orb glowed light blue and fainted, barely emitting any energy. He then took it against the mountain and began scanning.
Not wanting to miss anything, Fraeya quickly pulled out her journal, skipping past all her notes until she reached a blank page. She then began documenting everything her father did, taking in every world and detail.
The palatini began walking through the ruins, heading toward the mountain wall. Raegel explained in his research that the temple extended inside the mountain, like a dwarf borrian. While others who came before him came up with this theory, they were still looking for a way to detect the hidden door markings and find it.
Raegel moved down the side of the mountain, holding the orb high.
"Why are you not using a door-detecting amulet?" Fraeya asked.
"Because people have been using that for generations and found nothing here," Raegel replied.
After a reasonable amount of time when nothing had happened, Fraeya began to wonder if everything was for nothing. Seeing the lack of progress, Henness inquired if the orb failed to work. As Raegel replied, the orb suddenly blimped orange for a moment.
Witnessing the sudden change, the group backed away as they did not know how to respond to the sudden glow.
Noticing a renewed excitement from her father, she followed him closely as they investigated the mountainside.
As they searched, her father noticed that the faint blue glow from the orb had changed to orange. It then disappeared and slowly appeared, like it was slowly pulsing. When they continued walking forward, the pulsing light increased in speed.
"I think it is directing us, father," Fraeya said.
"Possible," Raegel said. "There must be some type of link."
The palatini followed the direction the orb gave. As the group approached a mountainside wall, the pulse frequency increased until it looked like the orb glowed a solid color.
"I think we found it," Raegel said. He lifted the orb toward the wall.
As the orb drew closer to the mountainside, these blue lines appeared all over the rocky wall. The rough chips of rock melted away and turned smooth as the light traveled through the grooves, slowly creating what looked like a giant door of light.
Once the bright lights finished designing a massive door, Fraeya placed her hand on the wall, shocked at how the natural bulky rocks turned into a marble-like wall.
"I would step aside, Fraeya," Raegel said.
As Fraeya stepped backward, she watched her father open the door with a magical spell. Like most magical doors, the door brightened as she expected it would fold into the mountain. To her surprise, the door didn't fold away but melted into the ground.
"What happened to the door?" Fraeya asked.
Raegal placed his hand on his chin. "It seemed that the wall was not solid but some liquid matter. These people are impressive."
The wall began to shake as dusk from the cracks spread through the area.
A large opening formed as the door walls folded into the mountainside. A passage leading deeper into the mountain. The walls were black and smooth, while the floor had these textiles in perfect order, leading deeper into the mountain.
"This has to be a dwarven design," Fraeya commented. "Only they could do something like this."
"I'm not sure," Raegel said. "This is not a design I have seen from dwarves."
Fraeya understood what her father meant. Dwarven doors into the mountains took a lot of work to find. While there were many designs of such hidden doors and the means to open them, it was doubtful that anyone had ever seen a secret magical door like this before.
Raegel started to walk into the chamber but was suddenly stopped by Henness. Stating that he wanted his men to go first to ensure no trap, three legionaries moved through the large chamber. Once they gave the clear, the rest of the group entered.
While walking, Fraeya stayed close to her father as she took notes. The soldiers ahead of them set up torches to add more light. To her surprise, the walls and floor were smooth. The air was stale, probably trapped within this chamber for centuries.
As they walked inside, the room lit up. Everyone stopped as they looked toward the end of the hall. The chamber was empty, with only a strange-looking platform at the very end. Noticing that the orb was pointing toward the platform, they approached it.
"Is this it?" Henness asked. "It does not look that impressive."
"Not everything is based on size, centurion," Raegel replied, to which his daughter giggled.
Fraeya then analyzed the platform. It was smooth, almost marble-like. However, she doubted whether it was marble. The fundamental details that she noticed were a strange-looking blue crystal at the center of the platform and another in a hole on the side.
"This is interesting," Fraeya commented. The design looked surprisingly simple. This orb must act as some command orb for this device. They must be communicating in some manner."
"Assuming that the legend was true, the orcs were the ones who summoned the lats from Altaerrie," Fraeya said. "Maybe, when this place was lost of that time, it was never turned off. Being left in a state of slumber, waiting to be reawakened."
"Possible. It would explain why the orb directed us here. The orange pulse is now pointing down at a rapid pace."
"I think it goes into that hole, father," Fraeya said. "From what I can tell, the crystal in there connects to the one on top of the platform."
"I see," Raegel said. "The pulse is pointing toward it too. I recommend that everyone step back."
"Be careful, father," Fraeya said.
Stepping back from the platform, Fraeya watched as her father placed the orb into the hole. This was the moment her father had been talking about for decades, and it had finally come true. The Bridge between two worlds had finally been discovered.
As Raegel placed the orb into the platform, it glowed orange in a solid state, no longer pulsing. The blue crystal in the middle of the platform slowly lit up, like it was waking up after a long sleep.
The air suddenly chilled as the air flowed toward the platform. A bright light beamed out of the crystal and slowly faded away, leaving a light as if on standby.
To their dismay, the orb changed to red, dimming and brightening in a slow, tired pattern.
"What is it doing, father?" Fraeya asked.
"I have no idea," Raegel replied. "It must be waiting for something."
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2024.05.21 23:23 No_more_Bucket_ His name is Olmstead “Gin” and his adventures continue!

“On a table an old recorder is sitting, a man dressed mostly in brown and black, looking like a black and white noir film detective, a small black stubble.
Pacing around an olden bunker, memory of how he got there is hazy, knowing it was a setup by the red leaf militia…. Fisher was involved or it was his group.”
Okay…. Olmstead you know that Fisher was involved, there's a six-digit number code to open the door, the window has been reinforced with steel sheets and iron bars, there's probably a generator powering the lights, some type of mutant bear is outside and just killed something…….
Just think…. There is cardboard playing cards, a small wire, string, and a box of matches.
The Basewood traders outpost murders, two traders, a farmer, and a scraper were all killed.
All were bludgeoned from the behind, knocking them out, then the killer went stab crazy all over their bodies, the victims dying from stabbing and blood loss.
The killer's reason was to… what was the reason?
Due to something they started killing, at some point in the investigation I got trapped in their residence, had to use cardboard playing cards to unscrew a panel on a window.
Then I uhhhhh…. Memories aren’t working…. And the iron metal sheets are melded onto the window, so no screws.
The vent is small, can’t fit… the door hinges can be undone, gonna be a bit, and I have no idea if the bear is still there or left.
Okay Olmstead, Ankoku “Baijiu” probably at some point noticed you are missing since you haven’t checked in for what I’m gonna assume an hour or so.
Just sit down and play some solitaire with myself, that's fun…. Also I could use the time to relax and try to remember and jog my memory.
Also I could finally play what’s on this recorder…
“The recorder begins to play”
Log 3# of the experiments, no progress has been made, I don’t know what to tell the warden…. I can’t go into the meeting without anything…
My entire career lays on this, the project is an expensive one with the expectations of the suppliers, warden, and mainly Fisher……
Fisher, he scares me… I don’t know why but he offsets me, every time I meet or was near him I can feel that he would just begin to torture someone for no reason….
I’m scared and to anyone that would be assigned to this project, I’m sorry that I got you roped into a fully functioning hell on earth, no this is literally hell brought up to this world.
This is doctor Lann and I’m signing off for this day.
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