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2024.05.21 21:22 Arbrand We Joined a Cult as a Joke [Part 1]
I sat in our dark bedroom, the computer screen glaring with a harsh, white light. A banner flashed before my eyes: “Seek wisdom by understanding yourself.”
“Chloe, check this out,” I called over my shoulder to my girlfriend playing The Sims on her laptop.
She glanced up, her brow furrowing in confusion before giving me a bemused look. “What the hell are you looking at?” she asked.
“It’s some cult,” I replied, unable to hide my fascination. “I fell down a rabbit hole and found this local place downtown. It's a derivative of Aleister Crowley and Golden Dawn bullshit.” I pointed to the Google Street View image of a dilapidated storefront in an ethnic shopping center.
She smirked, a hint of amusement in her eyes. “I never pegged you as the religious type.”
“Check this out,” I continued, clicking through the site. “They have some photos.”
We spent some time going through the albums celebrating various solstices. Most were taken in an odd room with black and white checkered floors, adorned with Egyptian pseudo-artifacts, bathed in the glow of red and purple lights that transformed the scene into a surreal dreamscape.
The people certainly had an alternative vibe. Tattoos were plentiful, but other than that they looked like they came from all different walks of life. Many of them looked like they had their fair share of bullying in high school - no shortage of that. But most of them looked relatively normal aside from the occasional piercing.
One photograph in particular caught my eye. A woman, sitting in a bright red room, sat on an altar, holding a staff in her right hand, wearing nothing. A man was kneeled before her, his arms tied behind him, rope anchored to the ceiling. They were sliding a knife down his back, a small trickle of blood dripping to the floor.
“Damn,” Chloe started. “She’s butt-ass naked.”
“You wanna go?” I asked. “They’re having a get together tonight.”
“You know what, fuck it. Why not? It’s not like we’re doing anything.” she replied.
“Good,” I smiled, standing up. “Because I already ordered an Uber.”
She sighed before opening a drawer and pulling out a small pipe. “I’ll go, but i'm not going sober.”
It was a cold, shitty Seattle winter night. We got dropped off in the parking lot and spent a few minutes looking for the storefront. We finally found it next to a dog groomer and Pho restaurant with some pun for the name I can’t seem to remember.
We entered the shop, which consisted of two narrow isles separated by wood shelves barely big enough for me to fit down. We spent some time looking at the various items, my attention diverting to a vial of elk blood. I remember wondering if they were even allowed to sell this without some type of medical certification they definitely did not have while Chloe shuffled through a bowl of mix and match crystals.
“Can I help you?” I heard a woman say from the back as she emerged from a beaded curtain. She was a short, overweight woman wearing what I could only describe as a sports bra and hula skirt.
“Hi, uh,” I stuttered. “I’m George and this is Chloe. We’re here for the… winter solstice celebration?”
“Oh, goodie! Newcomers!” she said with an out of place, overjoyed expression as she clapped her hands. Chloe and I laughed nervously.
“The door is in the back, but you can come through here just this time.” she said with a smile, arm holding the beaded curtain open.
We walked through a dark hallway, somehow more cramped than the shop, into a rather large room. A gaggle of people were huddled in the back, which Chloe and I quietly shuffled into.
A bearded man paraded around the room, white robes and red headdress cascading into a cloak, knuckles adorned with several large rings gripping a spear, held vertically in front of him. Behind him, another bald man, white robes and yellow cloak, followed behind, white sleeves crossed over his chest.
I glanced at Chloe’s bloodshot eyes, THC clearly flowing through her system. I gave her a knowing look, as if to say Having fun yet? She returned a slow smile.
Without warning, the entire crowd clapped their hands together over their heads as a woman in blue robes walked past, waving a censure leaking white smoke. We awkwardly followed to match the group.
The blue curtains on the back wall opened to reveal an older Asian woman sitting perched on the altar I saw in the photos, again, completely naked. And before you ask, no. She wasn’t attractive. It’s never the ones you hope it is. The red robed man kneeled down and softly kissed her knees.
I glanced back at Chloe. Her smile was so big I was afraid she was going to laugh at any moment. I pinched her on the side and whispered into her ear “Do. Not. Fucking. Laugh”. Honestly, I think I just made it worse. Her face turned beet red as she bit her cheeks.
The ritual went on for another half hour or so. They must’ve said “Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law” at least a dozen times.
We were getting kind of bored and were ready to leave before the woman in the blue robes wandered in with a caged chicken.
"No fucking way" I thought. Surely enough, the man in the yellow robes held the chicken high in the air, before slitting its throat and draining blood into a large metallic basin. The man winced as the chicken flailed violently, scratching up his arms, before eventually succumbing to blood loss.
One by one, each person there stood between a white and black pillar saying love and intention in Greek before eating a piece of something, taking a sip of blood, and saying “There is no part of me that is not of the Gods.”
Chloe and I hung back, and politely declined when our turn came. Once all was said and done, they busted out some alcohol and started celebrating. We slipped out into the street, bursting out laughing. After we finally collected ourselves, Chloe whipped out her phone and showed me she took dozens of pictures of the ritual.
We laughed our asses off the entire way home. First thing she did was open her laptop and post the pictures on Twitter, tagging the lodge with the caption “me and the boys chilling right now”.
We returned to the usual rhythm of our lives. I went to work, conducting meetings and answering emails, while Chloe went back to her classes. A few days later, Chloe checked her Twitter and saw that she had gained a few thousand likes. The whole ordeal became a running joke between us.
I would eat fruit snacks and sip on my soda, saying, “There is no part of me that is not of the Gods”. A few weeks later, we had mostly forgotten about it, except for the occasional recounting as a funny story to regale our friends.
One night while Chloe and I were spending our evening the usual way with me on the computer and her on her laptop, I felt her furiously tap my shoulder while staring wide eyed at the window. Confused, I took my headphones off and walked over, pulling back the curtain to reveal 6 people standing in black robes and animal masks watching us from the hillside.
“What do we do, should I call the cops?” Chloe whimpered.
“No, they’re just a bunch of larpers. They’re not going to do shit! Just trying to scare us.” I said angrily as I closed the blinds and hopped back on my computer.
Chloe sat there for a few minutes in a tense pose with her arms folded together. She went to double check the door was locked, before we continued our night as normal.
The next day I got a text from Chloe frantically telling me to come home immediately. When I arrived, there was a squad car parked outside our building. I ran up the stairs to see two officers standing by Chloe in the doorway. I nearly shouted asking what was going on. They lead me inside to show me a massive black symbol drawn on our wall, a six-pointed star made from one continuous line.
We finished our police report and they told us they’d get back to us if they find anything. I’ve been robbed often enough to know that means they’re going to forget about this before they’ve even gotten back into their squad car.
Furious, I stormed over to the shop and banged on the window. The hula skirt woman came over and cracked the door open just enough for me to see one of her eyes.
“What the fuck do you think your little posse is doing!?” I screamed at her. “Breaking into my apartment like that!? You all are fucking psychos!”
“I haven’t any idea what you’re talking about”, she said with a sly grin.
“Oh, yeah?” I said pointing a finger in her face. “If anyone tries any shit like that again I’m going to burn your goddamn shop to the ground, do you hear me?”
She looked at the ground, clearly nervous. I have never blown up at a stranger like this but I could tell my threats were working.
After a moment of silence I stormed off again, back towards home.
“You meddle with forces you do not understand!” she called out from the shop.
I picked up a glass bottle from the sidewalk and chucked it, smashing against her shop window, forcing her to close the door and disappear into the shadows. I’m not particularly proud of how I behaved in this moment, but unless you’ve had someone break into your home and draw shit on the walls, hold on to your judgment.
The next few days passed without so much as a peep from them. Chloe and I began to relax, convincing ourselves that the cult had been scared off. Life seemed to be returning to normal, and the unsettling incident became just another story.
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“Chloe, check this out,” I called over my shoulder to my girlfriend playing The Sims on her laptop.
She glanced up, her brow furrowing in confusion before giving me a bemused look. “What the hell are you looking at?” she asked.
“It’s some cult,” I replied, unable to hide my fascination. “I fell down a rabbit hole and found this local place downtown. It's a derivative of Aleister Crowley and Golden Dawn bullshit.” I pointed to the Google Street View image of a dilapidated storefront in an ethnic shopping center.
She smirked, a hint of amusement in her eyes. “I never pegged you as the religious type.”
“Check this out,” I continued, clicking through the site. “They have some photos.”
We spent some time going through the albums celebrating various solstices. Most were taken in an odd room with black and white checkered floors, adorned with Egyptian pseudo-artifacts, bathed in the glow of red and purple lights that transformed the scene into a surreal dreamscape.
The people certainly had an alternative vibe. Tattoos were plentiful, but other than that they looked like they came from all different walks of life. Many of them looked like they had their fair share of bullying in high school - no shortage of that. But most of them looked relatively normal aside from the occasional piercing.
One photograph in particular caught my eye. A woman, sitting in a bright red room, sat on an altar, holding a staff in her right hand, wearing nothing. A man was kneeled before her, his arms tied behind him, rope anchored to the ceiling. They were sliding a knife down his back, a small trickle of blood dripping to the floor.
“Damn,” Chloe started. “She’s butt-ass naked.”
“You wanna go?” I asked. “They’re having a get together tonight.”
“You know what, fuck it. Why not? It’s not like we’re doing anything.” she replied.
“Good,” I smiled, standing up. “Because I already ordered an Uber.”
She sighed before opening a drawer and pulling out a small pipe. “I’ll go, but i'm not going sober.”
We entered the shop, which consisted of two narrow isles separated by wood shelves barely big enough for me to fit down. We spent some time looking at the various items, my attention diverting to a vial of elk blood. I remember wondering if they were even allowed to sell this without some type of medical certification they definitely did not have while Chloe shuffled through a bowl of mix and match crystals.
“Can I help you?” I heard a woman say from the back as she emerged from a beaded curtain. She was a short, overweight woman wearing what I could only describe as a sports bra and hula skirt.
“Hi, uh,” I stuttered. “I’m George and this is Chloe. We’re here for the… winter solstice celebration?”
“Oh, goodie! Newcomers!” she said with an out of place, overjoyed expression as she clapped her hands. Chloe and I laughed nervously.
“The door is in the back, but you can come through here just this time.” she said with a smile, arm holding the beaded curtain open.
We walked through a dark hallway, somehow more cramped than the shop, into a rather large room. A gaggle of people were huddled in the back, which Chloe and I quietly shuffled into.
A bearded man paraded around the room, white robes and red headdress cascading into a cloak, knuckles adorned with several large rings gripping a spear, held vertically in front of him. Behind him, another bald man, white robes and yellow cloak, followed behind, white sleeves crossed over his chest.
I glanced at Chloe’s bloodshot eyes, THC clearly flowing through her system. I gave her a knowing look, as if to say Having fun yet? She returned a slow smile.
Without warning, the entire crowd clapped their hands together over their heads as a woman in blue robes walked past, waving a censure leaking white smoke. We awkwardly followed to match the group.
The blue curtains on the back wall opened to reveal an older Asian woman sitting perched on the altar I saw in the photos, again, completely naked. And before you ask, no. She wasn’t attractive. It’s never the ones you hope it is. The red robed man kneeled down and softly kissed her knees.
I glanced back at Chloe. Her smile was so big I was afraid she was going to laugh at any moment. I pinched her on the side and whispered into her ear “Do. Not. Fucking. Laugh”. Honestly, I think I just made it worse. Her face turned beet red as she bit her cheeks.
The ritual went on for another half hour or so. They must’ve said “Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law” at least a dozen times.
We were getting kind of bored and were ready to leave before the woman in the blue robes wandered in with a caged chicken.
"No fucking way" I thought. Surely enough, the man in the yellow robes held the chicken high in the air, before slitting its throat and draining blood into a large metallic basin. The man winced as the chicken flailed violently, scratching up his arms, before eventually succumbing to blood loss.
One by one, each person there stood between a white and black pillar saying love and intention in Greek before eating a piece of something, taking a sip of blood, and saying “There is no part of me that is not of the Gods.”
Chloe and I hung back, and politely declined when our turn came. Once all was said and done, they busted out some alcohol and started celebrating. We slipped out into the street, bursting out laughing. After we finally collected ourselves, Chloe whipped out her phone and showed me she took dozens of pictures of the ritual.
We laughed our asses off the entire way home. First thing she did was open her laptop and post the pictures on Twitter, tagging the lodge with the caption “me and the boys chilling right now”.
I would eat fruit snacks and sip on my soda, saying, “There is no part of me that is not of the Gods”. A few weeks later, we had mostly forgotten about it, except for the occasional recounting as a funny story to regale our friends.
One night while Chloe and I were spending our evening the usual way with me on the computer and her on her laptop, I felt her furiously tap my shoulder while staring wide eyed at the window. Confused, I took my headphones off and walked over, pulling back the curtain to reveal 6 people standing in black robes and animal masks watching us from the hillside.
“What do we do, should I call the cops?” Chloe whimpered.
“No, they’re just a bunch of larpers. They’re not going to do shit! Just trying to scare us.” I said angrily as I closed the blinds and hopped back on my computer.
Chloe sat there for a few minutes in a tense pose with her arms folded together. She went to double check the door was locked, before we continued our night as normal.
The next day I got a text from Chloe frantically telling me to come home immediately. When I arrived, there was a squad car parked outside our building. I ran up the stairs to see two officers standing by Chloe in the doorway. I nearly shouted asking what was going on. They lead me inside to show me a massive black symbol drawn on our wall, a six-pointed star made from one continuous line.
We finished our police report and they told us they’d get back to us if they find anything. I’ve been robbed often enough to know that means they’re going to forget about this before they’ve even gotten back into their squad car.
Furious, I stormed over to the shop and banged on the window. The hula skirt woman came over and cracked the door open just enough for me to see one of her eyes.
“What the fuck do you think your little posse is doing!?” I screamed at her. “Breaking into my apartment like that!? You all are fucking psychos!”
“I haven’t any idea what you’re talking about”, she said with a sly grin.
“Oh, yeah?” I said pointing a finger in her face. “If anyone tries any shit like that again I’m going to burn your goddamn shop to the ground, do you hear me?”
She looked at the ground, clearly nervous. I have never blown up at a stranger like this but I could tell my threats were working.
After a moment of silence I stormed off again, back towards home.
“You meddle with forces you do not understand!” she called out from the shop.
I picked up a glass bottle from the sidewalk and chucked it, smashing against her shop window, forcing her to close the door and disappear into the shadows. I’m not particularly proud of how I behaved in this moment, but unless you’ve had someone break into your home and draw shit on the walls, hold on to your judgment.
The next few days passed without so much as a peep from them. Chloe and I began to relax, convincing ourselves that the cult had been scared off. Life seemed to be returning to normal, and the unsettling incident became just another story.
2024.05.21 19:02 That_Guy_McFry Please help me understand TP’s story…
(Apologies for the long post) I’ve heard people say unironically that TP’s story is one of the best in the series, and I honestly do not understand why. To be fair, it has some conceptually interesting ideas and a few memorable characters (Midna is just as great a character as most claim her to be), but I don’t find the actual narrative to be well thought-out or executed. I think it contains several plot holes, logical inconsistencies, and things that are just flat-out not explained well.
BUT, I may be missing something, so I’m heading to Reddit to hopefully find some (respectful) answers. I’ve listed a few of my major story questions below. If there is any in-game evidence that points to an answer or explanation, please tell me! I’m not really looking for headcanon explanations unless they’re directly supported with evidence from the game. I like TP otherwise, but my thoughts on the story prevent me from considering it great. I’d like to see a different side, though.
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BUT, I may be missing something, so I’m heading to Reddit to hopefully find some (respectful) answers. I’ve listed a few of my major story questions below. If there is any in-game evidence that points to an answer or explanation, please tell me! I’m not really looking for headcanon explanations unless they’re directly supported with evidence from the game. I like TP otherwise, but my thoughts on the story prevent me from considering it great. I’d like to see a different side, though.
- How were the light spirits defeated so easily by a few Shadow Beasts, especially since the Lanayru spirit demonstrate its immense power later on towards Midna?
- Why does Hyrule Castle Town seem completely indifferent to the Twili’s occupation of Hyrule Castle and the kingdom at large? Shouldn’t there be some sort of reaction?
- The Fused Shadow is implied to have some sort of corruptive evil power on those who use it, so why does nothing come of this by the end of the game? It doesn’t seem to have any effect on Link or Midna beyond transforming the latter into a powerful beast.
- How exactly does Ganondorf get the Triforce of Power so easily, and what is the meaning of the “divine prank” spoken of in the script? Further, how does Link end up with the Triforce of Courage? Neither of these moments feel earned to me.
- Why doesn’t Zant simply reverse the work Link does to drive out the Twilight from Hyrule, and why does he make no attempt to stop Link as he repairs the Mirror of Twilight? What is his goal exactly?
- How is Ganondorf “reborn” in the Light World, and what exactly was he doing during the second half of the game? It seems like he was content to just do nothing while Link got the Mirror of Twilight. Does he want to take over Hyrule? If so, why didn’t he do it sooner?Does he want the complete Triforce? If so, why doesn’t he just confront Link directly while he’s weak?
- How is Zelda back at the end of the game when her body clearly faded away earlier? I know this is a story point criticized ad nauseum, but I thought I’d bring it up in case someone had a good explanation.
2024.05.21 18:41 Kangaloosh Anyone have a list of things you do to a new machine? Care to share the list or just things from memory?
Anyone care to share things you do when setting up a new PC?
Any commands / scripts you care to share? Doing these things manually is getting to be a chore : )
Things I do: anyone take issue with any of these? I deal with small business users that don't need or want clutter. They use the basics at the most. This is for win 11:
And there's questions in here marked by >>>
Show file extensions - on install Chrome Set chrome as default browser
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Any commands / scripts you care to share? Doing these things manually is getting to be a chore : )
Things I do: anyone take issue with any of these? I deal with small business users that don't need or want clutter. They use the basics at the most. This is for win 11:
And there's questions in here marked by >>>
Show file extensions - on install Chrome Set chrome as default browser
Do you set the file types like xht, xhtml, svg from edge to chrome? Do you set a default for shtml, webp, etc? Chrome or Edge? Install Acrobat reader Install Syncro RMM Remove Microsoft onedrive uninstall - outlook new, office, store, xbox, linked in, to do, spotify, linked in, etc. Remove from pinned - most everything else Uninstall from Start menu - feedback hub, microsoft news, microsoft teams (personal), movies & TV, Want to uninstall but can't: game bar, get help, get started, phone link, windows backup Turn off Task View Turn off copilot Turn off Widgets Set taskbar aligment to left Add Chrome to taskbar Install m365 office Add excel, Word, outlook shortcuts to taskbar Activate Office Set up onedrive Install ShadowProtect Configure Shadowprotect
2024.05.21 16:54 CDown01 Eagles Peak Pt.6
Previous Part
At some Point Bianca and I both fell back asleep. It was all I could do at this point, getting whisked away back to those mines seemed inevitable so I might as well sleep. The morning did not go well, largely due to Bianca, who threw me off the couch with a scream when she woke up.
“What’re you doing!”
Bianca squeaked, hand darting towards her pants pocket where her dagger would usually be. I woke up very quickly somewhere between the couch and the floor. I was fully awake by the time I was pushing myself back to me feet, raising my hands in a gesture of surrender.
“What’s going on?! You’re fine you just fell asleep on my couch!”
“Why were you… why was I?”
“Hey, calm down alright. We had a few drinks last night and I guess we both fell asleep on the couch together, that’s all that happened.”
I explained, leaving out the part where she pulled me back when I tried to go to my own room earlier.
“Yeah… yeah ok. Ugh my head is killing me.”
Bianca groaned, taking a breath or two then putting her head in her hands. I didn’t have the heart to tell her she was probably hungover so I just went to the kitchen to make something for her.
I decided on toast and some bananas, it was always a go to for me after a long night. In hindsight I probably should’ve seen her reaction coming. Look at what she did in the caves because that guy grabbed her, it can’t be that much better waking up on someones shoulder and not quite remembering it. The whole thing did give me second thoughts though. If she was such a live wire did I really want her stressing out over the trials and whatever that would bring? I suppose it was too late for that though, she’d already moved herself into my house so she could keep watch, for all the good that did seeing as Shaoni waltzed right in last night.
I still had a lot on my mind when the smell of burning toast sobered me up. I swore and ran over to salvage what I could of the blackening toast.
“What’s burning in here?”
Bianca asked a little worry creeping into her voice. She still had her head clasped firmly between her hands as she walked into the kitchen.
“Breakfast”
I replied flatly, holding my arms out to either side gesturing to the mild chaos I was causing. Bianca gave me an questioning, “thanks” and grabbed the plate I had made for her while I tried to think of what to do next. Like it or not, Shaoni had people coming to pick me up and take me back out to those caves today. I had to come up with some kind of game plan and right now, it seemed letting Frank and Stein know was the best idea.
Bianca stayed back at my place nursing her hangover when I left to visit the mad scientist duo. I had no problem with that, in fact it was probably best because I’m sure she would’ve insisted on going with me if she heard I planed to take Shaoni’s “invitation”. I wasn’t sure if Shaoni would let me take Bianca with me and personally I’d rather not push her buttons and try to negotiate bringing a plus one.
“Have you seen Bianca at all?”
Frank asked hurriedly as I came in. I was afraid of this, She hadn’t told them anything and just disappeared.
“Yeah, she pretty much moved the contents of her room to my couch yesterday. Something about keeping an eye on me, she’s fine though, I wouldn’t worry.”
I answered, a little worried myself that I’d catch hell from them if they knew she was currently working her way through her first hangover on that same couch. Frank seemed to calm down at that and finally got to asking the important questions like why was I back in the house… again.
“So let us get this straight, you just plan to go right to Shaoni?”
Frank and Stein said together in disbelief as the three of us sat at the kitchen table.
“It’s not like I really have a choice in the matter, besides I can’t really fight her if she wants me to go somewhere. If I try a stunt like that things go from bad to worse for me.”
They both shook their heads in solemn agreement, recognizing I was right.
“Anyways, I had a thought on the way over here, Thunderbirds are something from native American legend right? Well, if we’ve found a real one wouldn’t she have ties to a tribe or something in the area? She was sleeping here when they woke her up in the mine, maybe there was a reason for that, maybe she was close to home?”
I explained, hoping g they’d catch on to what I was asking.
“What exactly are you getting at then Keith?”
Frank questioned, furrowing his brow with an intrigued look on his face. Stein just remained silent but I could tell he was thinking, maybe even coming to the same conclusion as I had.
“What I’m thinking, is we check reservations in the area. Maybe they know something about the creature from their legends that just so happened to be sleeping nearby. I know it’s a stretch but maybe we could learn something useful. I’d go myself but I’m not going to have the chance. You guys though, you guys could take Bianca and Rocco with you and ask around.”
I explained, hoping I was onto something. I was pulling at straws but it was the best idea I had at a moments notice. Plus it would get Bianca out of town for a little while when I was figuring out what exactly Shaoni’s trails would mean for me.
“Keith that’s… no that actually makes sense let me check some maps.”
Stein agreed, walking away and into the basement. He came back a few minutes later with a map in his hand.
“There’s a Seneca reservation not to far from here, maybe 30 miles. That’s not the only one but I have a friend there from years ago, someone I helped. There’s a good chance he’d be willing to return the favor.”
“Great, then I’ll count on you. I’ll let Bianca know, I’m sure she won’t be happy about it but I’ll feel better if she’s with all of you.”
I walked out in a rush to get back home, almost stepping on Rocco on my way to the door. He made a frightening chittering hissing sound at me as he leapt out of my path. I briefly wondered where he was going and what he was up to, probably better I didn’t know though. As I got onto the bike and headed back towards home I hoped I’d be able to talk Bianca into going along with this plan. I was sure she’d rather come with me but after this morning I wasn’t sure she was ready for that. Don’t get me wrong I’m sure she wants to help and I know she means well but she’s jumpy and snaps at the littlest things. I didn’t want her to make things worse by accident or get hurt because she froze up again. My mind was made up as I drew nearer to my house but as it turned out I’d never have the chance to talk to Bianca. As soon as I rounded the corner I saw the rusty pick up waiting in front of my house, I’d arrived just in time to meet Shaoni’s “helpers”.
The men looked normal, just like the people in the cave. Come to think of it they could very well be those same people. I waved them over as I came to a stop in-front of the house.
“Can I just go in and grab a few things?”
I asked the three men sheepishly as I walked up.
“No, your late as it is, we’ve got to get going.”
A scruffy looking man with a gruff voice said from the drivers seat. Two men got out from the back of the truck and grabbed my arms, pulling me into the back seat. They weren’t rough with me but they were very firm. Like they wanted to hurt me but were ordered not to so they just made a show of force. After I was loaded into the back I saw the reason for their demeanor. One of the men, the one in the front passenger seat, was wrapped in bandages. The bandages covered his abdomen and snaked up around the back of his neck. It was pretty obvious to me that this was the man Bianca had stabbed. It wouldn’t be a stretch to say these four were probably the same ones we had encountered in the cave. As I turned and looked out the window I saw Bianca’s face peaking out of it. She looked angry and scared, like she knew exactly what was happening but she didn’t move. Bianca just sat there, watching me be taken away and I cursed myself for not being just a little bit faster on the ride back.
We took a way out of town I’d never seen before, turning away from the road leading to the dirt path we had biked down on our expedition into the forest. Instead we drove back through town, past Bianca’s house and the Eagle’s Roost before hanging a right onto a road I’d never been down. Eventually the road made its way into the forest and ended at a wooden sign warning that the road was impassable ahead. The driver stopped the truck and got out as another man emerged from the woods, holding up his hand and opening it to reveal the eagle tattoo I’d become so familiar with. The driver rolled up his sleeve and showed his own similar tattoo. Without a word he got back into the truck and the other man moved the sign off the road. It didn’t fill me with confidence to see the entrance to this place watched in such a way. It would make sense to have it hidden but being so brazenly out in the open meant they didn't really care who saw it. Not that anyone would think anything other than that the road was impassable but still. The truck eventually pulled off the road and into the woods, following a newly made track that lead to the entrance of the old mine that we escaped from just 2 days ago.
“I think you know your way in.”
The driver growled at me, parking the truck and signaling me to step out.
“Your just letting me walk myself in? Couldn’t I just run?”
“You could but do you think you could outrun her?”
He asked threateningly, pointing up at the sky. I knew exactly who he was talking about and no, I didn’t like my chances of running from Shaoni.
“She gave us all orders to leave any runners to her.”
At that moment I decided it may be good idea to be on my best behavior.
“Yeah that’s what I thought.”
The driver barked back at me as I obediently walked towards the entrance.
Walking into the mine I realized it had undergone a huge transformation in a very short time. The walls were now host to several torches that lit the pathway back down to the coliseum. It felt like I was walking into the dark ages as I made my way down into this pit by torchlight. Although I had to admit it was homey in an “evil layer” kind off way. The coliseum was lit up with torchlight as well but its not what drew my attention. Where the awful metal structure met the stone roof of the cave I looked into a brewing storm. Lightning flashed across the roof but there was no sound of thunder. Raindrops shown in the shadows cast by the lightning but I felt none of them on my skin. I had to admit, it was a pretty impressive trick. Paintings adorned the walls, all of them seeming to be tribal in nature. Many seemed to be various depictions of the thunderbird.
“Well at least she doesn’t have an ego”
I chuckled to myself as I walked into the center off the coliseum.
There were four other people waiting in the center of the floor. A clean shaven, well dressed man relaxed against the wall of the arena. He had perfectly trimmed slicked back blonde hair and a chiseled face. His rippling muscles seemed to be for vanity rather than strength. Just by looking at him I could tell I wasn’t going to like him. The only one of the bunch I knew, Robert, stood on the far side of the coliseum, watching me approach. He looked about the same as he had from the brief glance I got at the Eagle’s Roost. Balding white hair and a unkempt beard hung off his sagging face. Despite his age he carried himself with purpose, like he deserved to be there and wanted everyone else to know it. Then there was the blonde bombshell that was making her way towards the chiseled blonde guy. She seemed incredibly confident in herself but none of it was a show. Her confidence came from a place that made her absolutely sure of it. The final person stood in the corner and seemed to be talking to himself. He was a middle aged man of native American descent with a mess of black hair atop his head. He carried a look in his eyes that spoke of wisdom beyond his years.
I walked past all of them and took a seat on the floor, trying my hardest to ignore them. The effort was ultimately wasted as the muscular blonde guy walked over and held out a hand.
“Hey, my names Brooke, you are?”
My blood turned to ice as he said that, it couldn’t be the same Brooke Bianca told me about, could it? I stared dumbly at him for a moment before I responded.
“I’m… uh… Keith. Any idea what we’re doing here?”
“No clue, only know that the thunderbird wanted us here so we came. Hopefully she makes good on her promise, to me at least.”
His voice sounded like the “to cool for you” bully from any 80’s movie, it was almost annoying to listen to him.
“So you’ve met everyone else I take it?”
“Yeah, the weird guy in the corner is John, we don’t know much about him but apparently him and that Robert guy, the old one with the beard, worked for the thunderbird. Katrina, that beauty over there is a wild card, no-one seems to know anything about her but she looks like she’s hot shit and well, just plain hot.”
As Brooke gave me the run down of everyone in the room I quietly wondered to myself if Shaoni had given everyone the same offer as me. The way Brooke had said it, “promise”… that wasn’t how I would’ve phrased it. Maybe Shaoni cut everyone here a unique deal.
“…Anyways, I’m gonna go see if I can’t figure out that bombshell’s deal, I’ll see ya later Keith.”
Apparently Brooke had been talking to me the whole time but I only tuned in for the tail end of it as he walked off toward Katrina. I wondered where exactly Shaoni was, I had expected her to be here already but, as it turned out I wouldn’t have to wait long.
A thunderous boom cracked out above our heads and we all looked up at once, but the sound was coming from outside. I heard the flap of wings as Shaoni came in for a landing somewhere above our heads. It went so silent we could’ve heard a mosquito cough, then Shaoni stepped into the room. Not from either entrance but from a balcony above us I hadn’t seen before. She was wearing the same thing she had been when I ran into her in the cave, once again looking like a hardened, tattooed Pocahontas.
“Welcome everyone! I take it you’ve gotten to know each other?”
She thundered down to us as we all shot to attention.
“I’ve gathered you here to give a gift to one of you, but you must prove yourselves deserving. I’ve told some of you what I intended to do here and others may be hearing it for the first time. So for those of you who are gathering here for the first time pay attention. There will be three trials held here, one to test your morals, one to test your strength, and one to test your judgement.”
At this point Brooke spoke up in the way only a spoiled little shit like him could.
“You made me a promise! You never said anything about trials! I got all the way out here to this shitty little backwater and now your telling me I’ve got to compete to earn what you owe me?! Sorry, but I’m going to need more than that.”
Shaoni looked like she could’ve ended him right there. She was the judge and jury here, if Brooke wasn’t careful she’d become the executioner too.
“What you asked me for is in this town, that’s all I will say on the matter.”
Shaoni responded with less venom than I had expected judging by her expression. She didn’t actually seem to care that she had to tell him something to shut him up. It was the insult of being interrupted that struck a nerve. I was a little concerned by what she said, if he was looking for something that was in town and Bianca was there… could he be looking for her? “…Today though, just enjoy the company of one another. You’re all welcome to stay here at the camp I’ve had prepared for you outside. If you wish to return to town you may but you will be watched. No-one is to leave town until the trials are completed.”
Shaoni finished, I hadn’t really been listening to her welcome speech. She said everything I cared about when she told us what the trials where going to test for, after that I kind of tuned out. Shaoni disappeared in a flash, just like she had back at my house the day before and with that the five of us were alone again. I left, heading back outside to see this camp she mentioned. The others talked with each other but I really had no desire to. That didn’t stop Robert from running to catch up with me, wheezing when he got there.
“Hey you’re the one who ran out of the bar the other night! She’s said a lot about you, I’d almost think she had a favorite.”
Robert huffed out between breaths, punching me in the arm in a friendly but wholly unwelcome way.
“I’ve heard you know nothing about the supernatural, I’d be happy to tell you what I’ve seen working with Shaoni.”
Robert offered, fishing for any reason to hold a conversation with me.
“No, that’s alright really, I’ll manage. What do you guys do anyways, working for her I mean? I get the sense she could really run this whole operation on her own if she wanted.”
“She probably could do this alone. Most of the time we don’t work directly with her, this is a special case for those of us she’s got helping with the trials. There’s maybe 50 of us total and not just here, I mean 50 of us overall. She’s very selective with the followers she keeps so there isn’t many of us. We tend to sit around up-holding her ideals till she asks something of us through dreams, like the ones that brought you here.”
Robert explained, confusing me a little bit. I found it hard to believe a crew of 50 people got everything here done. I guess it wasn’t to outlandish when put in perspective though. If you told me Shaoni got all this done herself I probably would’ve believed you so 50 people organized by her, yeah I could see that.
“Wait, so you guys barley ever actually work with her, and what are her ideals exactly?”
“Have you heard the legends of the thunderbird? A lot of it depicts the thunderbird as a spirit of justice that fights evil spirits from the underworld, that’s really watered down but you get the point. I’ve never seen her do anything like that but she does uphold a certain sense of justice and that’s what she expects of us. Sure, she seems really intimidating but she wants to right wrongs that no one else will, it makes her a little harsh but she has to be. We just do that same thing when we aren’t getting orders right from her. Maybe you think she’s in the wrong here because she pulled you into this but we really want to help, sometimes there’s a price for that.”
Robert lectured, you could tell he really believed in what he was saying though. He may have been older but when he was telling me about the thunderbird and what she stood for he was filled with vigor again. Maybe he’s not as bad as I thought, I wanted all these people working for her to be some kind of weird cult like in Imalone. The more I heard the more I doubted that. They were people who followed her for a reason, not just because she gave them some kind of power. In reality I think what she really gave them was purpose. That sort of thing is more than enough for most people to follow someone.
When I broke away from Robert and got outside I found a huge camp had been set up while we were in the cave. Tepees of various sizes had been constructed all around the entrance to the old mine and one big canvas tent had a huge table running through it filled with food. For 50 people these followers of the thunderbird sure worked fast. I hadn’t decided if I wanted to go back to town yet. I hoped Frank and Stein had convinced Bianca to go with them, at least then they could get some answers while I was stuck here. If they were gone though what reason did I have to go back? As long as I was out here surrounded by people who work with Shaoni maybe I could get some answers of my own. I wasn’t really sure what information about Shaoni would do for us but she was a mystery to me. Everyone was here for a reason, I agreed to take on a burden, Brooke was here because of some promise Shaoni made, and I’m sure the rest had similar stories. Shaoni gained nothing from any of that though, besides this burden I had agreed to take. I’m not sure why, but it felt like figuring out what She stood to gain from this was important. If I could do that maybe I could put the pieces to this puzzle together. Two people had pointed out I knew nothing about the supernatural as well, Shaoni and Robert. That didn’t seem to matter to much to me but if all the others here had some experience in it maybe it should. It seemed like we were all on a level playing field though, Brooke hadn’t heard about the trials and neither had I. Robert and that strange John guy probably had some idea but they worked with Shaoni, I would expect them to know. Katrina, the blonde was probably just as surprised as Brooke, if I had to guess. None of us knew exactly what the trials would test for, so why did everyone keep brining up not knowing about the supernatural like it put me at a disadvantage?
“Why indeed.”
A familiar voice said, sending lightning through my veins and breaking my train of thought. I just about tossed the turkey leg I’d been eating directly at the source of the noise.
“Shaoni, you have got to stop doing that.”
I said, crawling back into my skin after she scared me out of it. Shaoni still looked just as she had when she addressed us earlier, adorned in her animal skins and feathers. It took me a second but it finally clicked that she had said something strange when she sat down next to me.
“Hang on a minute, can you read my mind? Was I thinking out loud or something?”
“No, you just looked lost in thought and I figured I’d chime in.”
“Oh, alright… why?”
I squeaked out, abruptly realizing that this was Shaoni, the thunderbird who was sitting next to me. There was a second there where I wasn’t as intimidated by her as I normally was but it had passed quickly.
“I wanted to know how your doing, I know all this can’t be easy to take in.”
“I’m doing fine, I think I’m adjusting pretty well but I did want to ask you some questions.”
An amused look ran across Shaoni’s face at this. She wasn’t being as commanding as before either, she almost seemed to genuinely care about my well-being.
“Would you walk with me, I’ll answer your questions on the way.”
Shaoni asked, standing and waiting for me to follow her. Not seeing any better options I stood up and left alongside her.
We walked around the perimeter of the camp, out of ear shot of anyone else. I’m sure she did that on purpose, though I wasn’t sure if it was so no-one could hear my screams if I asked a question she didn’t like or if she just wanted privacy.
“Why me Shaoni? Why chose me out of everyone, was it just a coincidence?”
“Straight to the point hmm. Think Keith, when I found you in the position you were in you needed my help. Sure, I planned to dispose of the cultists that were threatening you anyways but I stopped to help you. You saw me descend from the sky, swoop down, and bring them to their knees, I extended an offer to you and you just took it. You didn’t bargain or ask for anything more after I shattered your perception of what does and doesn’t exist, just accepted my offer. Most people would have bargained, tried to look for a better deal for themselves but you saw what the price of my help would be and paid it, no second thoughts. That interested me Keith, you recognized what had to be done and didn’t try to avoid the cost, that’s why I chose you.”
“So I appealed to whatever sense of justice you have? That’s it, that’s the only reason?”
She looked almost hurt as I asked this and she stopped walking. I definitely stepped on a nerve, I expected her to snap but she didn’t, She just asked very quietly,
“Do you think I’m a monster Keith?”
I was stunned by the question. Could I really say she was a monster? What had she done so far? Save me, that’s what, was that really so monstrous? Sure it may have come at a cost but nothing is ever free. Shaoni even came to warn me about the trials ahead of time, just barely ahead of time but it was something.
“No Shaoni, you’re not a monster just… someone with the powers you have… it’s terrifying for a normal person. Can you really say I’m in the wrong for being afraid of you?”
Even as I said it I knew it was a lie, at least partially. I wasn’t just afraid of her, I wanted her to be evil and she just wasn’t, not really. Maybe she was a bit intense but everything she had done to me so far couldn’t be called evil.
“Fear is only natural when you see something like me, but I’m not a monster. The thunderbird has always stood for justice. That’s what I represent, I can’t be everywhere but I make it a point to uphold justice where I am. Those who I’ve chosen to follow me hold my justice in their own town, in their own lives. I can be harsh but I am just.”
She said this with such intensity I had no choice but to believe her. Her conviction to justice was zealous but I still wanted to pry a little bit more.
“So what does justice mean to you then? I don’t mean to be disrespectful but I want to hear it from you,”
I asked, growing a little more confident in talking to Shaoni. For once I didn’t feel like she would kill me on a whim. Give her a reason, and Shaoni would do it without a second thought but I don’t think she cared that much about my questioning.
“Justice is black and white, right and wrong. Normally there’s a pretty good system in place to punish those that deserve it but sometimes things slip through the cracks, that’s where I come in. I take care of the heinous acts people get away with, people that think they’ve gotten away with murder, so to speak.”
“So your a vigilante then? That’s what I’m hearing here.”
“I wouldn’t be so crass but yes, I suppose you could call me a vigilante but I promise you that’s an oversimplification. Suffice it to say my opinion on matters of serving justice is respected.”
Shaoni seemed a little uncomfortable at the word “respect”, I think a better word would’ve been “feared”. I wasn’t going to say it to her but I knew she suspected it. I could see something about that really hurt her. I couldn’t put my finger on it, the reason Shaoni didn’t want to be feared. Despite being the scariest thing I’d seen so far she didn’t want to be known for that.
We talked for a while longer about a whole lot of nothing. Eventually we got back around to the camp and she bid me goodnight despite the fact it was 3 in the afternoon at the time. She was probably right though, I was going to need the rest if I wanted to be ready for the first trial tomorrow. I found my way to a tepee conveniently marked with my name. I didn’t remember it being marked before and I didn’t understand the point of giving us specific tepees, privacy I guess? The fur sleeping bag was a rustic but welcome touch and despite lacking the amenities of a usual home the tepee was quite comfortable. As I settled in for the night I heard a rustling on the far side of the tepee, then a voice, one whose heavy accent I recognized immediately.
“So, turns out they don’t check under the truck. Ya got me here with you now.”
Rocco said, emerging from a blanket in the corner. That revelation didn’t exactly set my mind at ease. Rocco must’ve sensed my apprehension to the fact that he was anywhere near me right now.
“What?! I’m here to help out! I heard you going on about a trial or somethin’ so I figured I’d tag along under that truck when they picked you up, can’t have enough back up ya know.”
He continued, pulling a belt with several tools out from under the blanket as he spoke. I wasn’t pleased to have him here but maybe I could make use of him.
“I was hoping you’d go with Bianca and the other two but honestly, it might be nice to have a friendly face around here. Just… try to stay out of trouble.”
“Trouble? When do I ever get into trouble?”
I hoped he was being sarcastic, you can never tell with him. I bit my tongue as Rocco walked out into the camp, silently praying no-one would see him. With that I settled into my sleeping bag and tried to think of what I could expect from the first trial tomorrow.
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At some Point Bianca and I both fell back asleep. It was all I could do at this point, getting whisked away back to those mines seemed inevitable so I might as well sleep. The morning did not go well, largely due to Bianca, who threw me off the couch with a scream when she woke up.
“What’re you doing!”
Bianca squeaked, hand darting towards her pants pocket where her dagger would usually be. I woke up very quickly somewhere between the couch and the floor. I was fully awake by the time I was pushing myself back to me feet, raising my hands in a gesture of surrender.
“What’s going on?! You’re fine you just fell asleep on my couch!”
“Why were you… why was I?”
“Hey, calm down alright. We had a few drinks last night and I guess we both fell asleep on the couch together, that’s all that happened.”
I explained, leaving out the part where she pulled me back when I tried to go to my own room earlier.
“Yeah… yeah ok. Ugh my head is killing me.”
Bianca groaned, taking a breath or two then putting her head in her hands. I didn’t have the heart to tell her she was probably hungover so I just went to the kitchen to make something for her.
I decided on toast and some bananas, it was always a go to for me after a long night. In hindsight I probably should’ve seen her reaction coming. Look at what she did in the caves because that guy grabbed her, it can’t be that much better waking up on someones shoulder and not quite remembering it. The whole thing did give me second thoughts though. If she was such a live wire did I really want her stressing out over the trials and whatever that would bring? I suppose it was too late for that though, she’d already moved herself into my house so she could keep watch, for all the good that did seeing as Shaoni waltzed right in last night.
I still had a lot on my mind when the smell of burning toast sobered me up. I swore and ran over to salvage what I could of the blackening toast.
“What’s burning in here?”
Bianca asked a little worry creeping into her voice. She still had her head clasped firmly between her hands as she walked into the kitchen.
“Breakfast”
I replied flatly, holding my arms out to either side gesturing to the mild chaos I was causing. Bianca gave me an questioning, “thanks” and grabbed the plate I had made for her while I tried to think of what to do next. Like it or not, Shaoni had people coming to pick me up and take me back out to those caves today. I had to come up with some kind of game plan and right now, it seemed letting Frank and Stein know was the best idea.
Bianca stayed back at my place nursing her hangover when I left to visit the mad scientist duo. I had no problem with that, in fact it was probably best because I’m sure she would’ve insisted on going with me if she heard I planed to take Shaoni’s “invitation”. I wasn’t sure if Shaoni would let me take Bianca with me and personally I’d rather not push her buttons and try to negotiate bringing a plus one.
“Have you seen Bianca at all?”
Frank asked hurriedly as I came in. I was afraid of this, She hadn’t told them anything and just disappeared.
“Yeah, she pretty much moved the contents of her room to my couch yesterday. Something about keeping an eye on me, she’s fine though, I wouldn’t worry.”
I answered, a little worried myself that I’d catch hell from them if they knew she was currently working her way through her first hangover on that same couch. Frank seemed to calm down at that and finally got to asking the important questions like why was I back in the house… again.
“So let us get this straight, you just plan to go right to Shaoni?”
Frank and Stein said together in disbelief as the three of us sat at the kitchen table.
“It’s not like I really have a choice in the matter, besides I can’t really fight her if she wants me to go somewhere. If I try a stunt like that things go from bad to worse for me.”
They both shook their heads in solemn agreement, recognizing I was right.
“Anyways, I had a thought on the way over here, Thunderbirds are something from native American legend right? Well, if we’ve found a real one wouldn’t she have ties to a tribe or something in the area? She was sleeping here when they woke her up in the mine, maybe there was a reason for that, maybe she was close to home?”
I explained, hoping g they’d catch on to what I was asking.
“What exactly are you getting at then Keith?”
Frank questioned, furrowing his brow with an intrigued look on his face. Stein just remained silent but I could tell he was thinking, maybe even coming to the same conclusion as I had.
“What I’m thinking, is we check reservations in the area. Maybe they know something about the creature from their legends that just so happened to be sleeping nearby. I know it’s a stretch but maybe we could learn something useful. I’d go myself but I’m not going to have the chance. You guys though, you guys could take Bianca and Rocco with you and ask around.”
I explained, hoping I was onto something. I was pulling at straws but it was the best idea I had at a moments notice. Plus it would get Bianca out of town for a little while when I was figuring out what exactly Shaoni’s trails would mean for me.
“Keith that’s… no that actually makes sense let me check some maps.”
Stein agreed, walking away and into the basement. He came back a few minutes later with a map in his hand.
“There’s a Seneca reservation not to far from here, maybe 30 miles. That’s not the only one but I have a friend there from years ago, someone I helped. There’s a good chance he’d be willing to return the favor.”
“Great, then I’ll count on you. I’ll let Bianca know, I’m sure she won’t be happy about it but I’ll feel better if she’s with all of you.”
I walked out in a rush to get back home, almost stepping on Rocco on my way to the door. He made a frightening chittering hissing sound at me as he leapt out of my path. I briefly wondered where he was going and what he was up to, probably better I didn’t know though. As I got onto the bike and headed back towards home I hoped I’d be able to talk Bianca into going along with this plan. I was sure she’d rather come with me but after this morning I wasn’t sure she was ready for that. Don’t get me wrong I’m sure she wants to help and I know she means well but she’s jumpy and snaps at the littlest things. I didn’t want her to make things worse by accident or get hurt because she froze up again. My mind was made up as I drew nearer to my house but as it turned out I’d never have the chance to talk to Bianca. As soon as I rounded the corner I saw the rusty pick up waiting in front of my house, I’d arrived just in time to meet Shaoni’s “helpers”.
The men looked normal, just like the people in the cave. Come to think of it they could very well be those same people. I waved them over as I came to a stop in-front of the house.
“Can I just go in and grab a few things?”
I asked the three men sheepishly as I walked up.
“No, your late as it is, we’ve got to get going.”
A scruffy looking man with a gruff voice said from the drivers seat. Two men got out from the back of the truck and grabbed my arms, pulling me into the back seat. They weren’t rough with me but they were very firm. Like they wanted to hurt me but were ordered not to so they just made a show of force. After I was loaded into the back I saw the reason for their demeanor. One of the men, the one in the front passenger seat, was wrapped in bandages. The bandages covered his abdomen and snaked up around the back of his neck. It was pretty obvious to me that this was the man Bianca had stabbed. It wouldn’t be a stretch to say these four were probably the same ones we had encountered in the cave. As I turned and looked out the window I saw Bianca’s face peaking out of it. She looked angry and scared, like she knew exactly what was happening but she didn’t move. Bianca just sat there, watching me be taken away and I cursed myself for not being just a little bit faster on the ride back.
We took a way out of town I’d never seen before, turning away from the road leading to the dirt path we had biked down on our expedition into the forest. Instead we drove back through town, past Bianca’s house and the Eagle’s Roost before hanging a right onto a road I’d never been down. Eventually the road made its way into the forest and ended at a wooden sign warning that the road was impassable ahead. The driver stopped the truck and got out as another man emerged from the woods, holding up his hand and opening it to reveal the eagle tattoo I’d become so familiar with. The driver rolled up his sleeve and showed his own similar tattoo. Without a word he got back into the truck and the other man moved the sign off the road. It didn’t fill me with confidence to see the entrance to this place watched in such a way. It would make sense to have it hidden but being so brazenly out in the open meant they didn't really care who saw it. Not that anyone would think anything other than that the road was impassable but still. The truck eventually pulled off the road and into the woods, following a newly made track that lead to the entrance of the old mine that we escaped from just 2 days ago.
“I think you know your way in.”
The driver growled at me, parking the truck and signaling me to step out.
“Your just letting me walk myself in? Couldn’t I just run?”
“You could but do you think you could outrun her?”
He asked threateningly, pointing up at the sky. I knew exactly who he was talking about and no, I didn’t like my chances of running from Shaoni.
“She gave us all orders to leave any runners to her.”
At that moment I decided it may be good idea to be on my best behavior.
“Yeah that’s what I thought.”
The driver barked back at me as I obediently walked towards the entrance.
Walking into the mine I realized it had undergone a huge transformation in a very short time. The walls were now host to several torches that lit the pathway back down to the coliseum. It felt like I was walking into the dark ages as I made my way down into this pit by torchlight. Although I had to admit it was homey in an “evil layer” kind off way. The coliseum was lit up with torchlight as well but its not what drew my attention. Where the awful metal structure met the stone roof of the cave I looked into a brewing storm. Lightning flashed across the roof but there was no sound of thunder. Raindrops shown in the shadows cast by the lightning but I felt none of them on my skin. I had to admit, it was a pretty impressive trick. Paintings adorned the walls, all of them seeming to be tribal in nature. Many seemed to be various depictions of the thunderbird.
“Well at least she doesn’t have an ego”
I chuckled to myself as I walked into the center off the coliseum.
There were four other people waiting in the center of the floor. A clean shaven, well dressed man relaxed against the wall of the arena. He had perfectly trimmed slicked back blonde hair and a chiseled face. His rippling muscles seemed to be for vanity rather than strength. Just by looking at him I could tell I wasn’t going to like him. The only one of the bunch I knew, Robert, stood on the far side of the coliseum, watching me approach. He looked about the same as he had from the brief glance I got at the Eagle’s Roost. Balding white hair and a unkempt beard hung off his sagging face. Despite his age he carried himself with purpose, like he deserved to be there and wanted everyone else to know it. Then there was the blonde bombshell that was making her way towards the chiseled blonde guy. She seemed incredibly confident in herself but none of it was a show. Her confidence came from a place that made her absolutely sure of it. The final person stood in the corner and seemed to be talking to himself. He was a middle aged man of native American descent with a mess of black hair atop his head. He carried a look in his eyes that spoke of wisdom beyond his years.
I walked past all of them and took a seat on the floor, trying my hardest to ignore them. The effort was ultimately wasted as the muscular blonde guy walked over and held out a hand.
“Hey, my names Brooke, you are?”
My blood turned to ice as he said that, it couldn’t be the same Brooke Bianca told me about, could it? I stared dumbly at him for a moment before I responded.
“I’m… uh… Keith. Any idea what we’re doing here?”
“No clue, only know that the thunderbird wanted us here so we came. Hopefully she makes good on her promise, to me at least.”
His voice sounded like the “to cool for you” bully from any 80’s movie, it was almost annoying to listen to him.
“So you’ve met everyone else I take it?”
“Yeah, the weird guy in the corner is John, we don’t know much about him but apparently him and that Robert guy, the old one with the beard, worked for the thunderbird. Katrina, that beauty over there is a wild card, no-one seems to know anything about her but she looks like she’s hot shit and well, just plain hot.”
As Brooke gave me the run down of everyone in the room I quietly wondered to myself if Shaoni had given everyone the same offer as me. The way Brooke had said it, “promise”… that wasn’t how I would’ve phrased it. Maybe Shaoni cut everyone here a unique deal.
“…Anyways, I’m gonna go see if I can’t figure out that bombshell’s deal, I’ll see ya later Keith.”
Apparently Brooke had been talking to me the whole time but I only tuned in for the tail end of it as he walked off toward Katrina. I wondered where exactly Shaoni was, I had expected her to be here already but, as it turned out I wouldn’t have to wait long.
A thunderous boom cracked out above our heads and we all looked up at once, but the sound was coming from outside. I heard the flap of wings as Shaoni came in for a landing somewhere above our heads. It went so silent we could’ve heard a mosquito cough, then Shaoni stepped into the room. Not from either entrance but from a balcony above us I hadn’t seen before. She was wearing the same thing she had been when I ran into her in the cave, once again looking like a hardened, tattooed Pocahontas.
“Welcome everyone! I take it you’ve gotten to know each other?”
She thundered down to us as we all shot to attention.
“I’ve gathered you here to give a gift to one of you, but you must prove yourselves deserving. I’ve told some of you what I intended to do here and others may be hearing it for the first time. So for those of you who are gathering here for the first time pay attention. There will be three trials held here, one to test your morals, one to test your strength, and one to test your judgement.”
At this point Brooke spoke up in the way only a spoiled little shit like him could.
“You made me a promise! You never said anything about trials! I got all the way out here to this shitty little backwater and now your telling me I’ve got to compete to earn what you owe me?! Sorry, but I’m going to need more than that.”
Shaoni looked like she could’ve ended him right there. She was the judge and jury here, if Brooke wasn’t careful she’d become the executioner too.
“What you asked me for is in this town, that’s all I will say on the matter.”
Shaoni responded with less venom than I had expected judging by her expression. She didn’t actually seem to care that she had to tell him something to shut him up. It was the insult of being interrupted that struck a nerve. I was a little concerned by what she said, if he was looking for something that was in town and Bianca was there… could he be looking for her? “…Today though, just enjoy the company of one another. You’re all welcome to stay here at the camp I’ve had prepared for you outside. If you wish to return to town you may but you will be watched. No-one is to leave town until the trials are completed.”
Shaoni finished, I hadn’t really been listening to her welcome speech. She said everything I cared about when she told us what the trials where going to test for, after that I kind of tuned out. Shaoni disappeared in a flash, just like she had back at my house the day before and with that the five of us were alone again. I left, heading back outside to see this camp she mentioned. The others talked with each other but I really had no desire to. That didn’t stop Robert from running to catch up with me, wheezing when he got there.
“Hey you’re the one who ran out of the bar the other night! She’s said a lot about you, I’d almost think she had a favorite.”
Robert huffed out between breaths, punching me in the arm in a friendly but wholly unwelcome way.
“I’ve heard you know nothing about the supernatural, I’d be happy to tell you what I’ve seen working with Shaoni.”
Robert offered, fishing for any reason to hold a conversation with me.
“No, that’s alright really, I’ll manage. What do you guys do anyways, working for her I mean? I get the sense she could really run this whole operation on her own if she wanted.”
“She probably could do this alone. Most of the time we don’t work directly with her, this is a special case for those of us she’s got helping with the trials. There’s maybe 50 of us total and not just here, I mean 50 of us overall. She’s very selective with the followers she keeps so there isn’t many of us. We tend to sit around up-holding her ideals till she asks something of us through dreams, like the ones that brought you here.”
Robert explained, confusing me a little bit. I found it hard to believe a crew of 50 people got everything here done. I guess it wasn’t to outlandish when put in perspective though. If you told me Shaoni got all this done herself I probably would’ve believed you so 50 people organized by her, yeah I could see that.
“Wait, so you guys barley ever actually work with her, and what are her ideals exactly?”
“Have you heard the legends of the thunderbird? A lot of it depicts the thunderbird as a spirit of justice that fights evil spirits from the underworld, that’s really watered down but you get the point. I’ve never seen her do anything like that but she does uphold a certain sense of justice and that’s what she expects of us. Sure, she seems really intimidating but she wants to right wrongs that no one else will, it makes her a little harsh but she has to be. We just do that same thing when we aren’t getting orders right from her. Maybe you think she’s in the wrong here because she pulled you into this but we really want to help, sometimes there’s a price for that.”
Robert lectured, you could tell he really believed in what he was saying though. He may have been older but when he was telling me about the thunderbird and what she stood for he was filled with vigor again. Maybe he’s not as bad as I thought, I wanted all these people working for her to be some kind of weird cult like in Imalone. The more I heard the more I doubted that. They were people who followed her for a reason, not just because she gave them some kind of power. In reality I think what she really gave them was purpose. That sort of thing is more than enough for most people to follow someone.
When I broke away from Robert and got outside I found a huge camp had been set up while we were in the cave. Tepees of various sizes had been constructed all around the entrance to the old mine and one big canvas tent had a huge table running through it filled with food. For 50 people these followers of the thunderbird sure worked fast. I hadn’t decided if I wanted to go back to town yet. I hoped Frank and Stein had convinced Bianca to go with them, at least then they could get some answers while I was stuck here. If they were gone though what reason did I have to go back? As long as I was out here surrounded by people who work with Shaoni maybe I could get some answers of my own. I wasn’t really sure what information about Shaoni would do for us but she was a mystery to me. Everyone was here for a reason, I agreed to take on a burden, Brooke was here because of some promise Shaoni made, and I’m sure the rest had similar stories. Shaoni gained nothing from any of that though, besides this burden I had agreed to take. I’m not sure why, but it felt like figuring out what She stood to gain from this was important. If I could do that maybe I could put the pieces to this puzzle together. Two people had pointed out I knew nothing about the supernatural as well, Shaoni and Robert. That didn’t seem to matter to much to me but if all the others here had some experience in it maybe it should. It seemed like we were all on a level playing field though, Brooke hadn’t heard about the trials and neither had I. Robert and that strange John guy probably had some idea but they worked with Shaoni, I would expect them to know. Katrina, the blonde was probably just as surprised as Brooke, if I had to guess. None of us knew exactly what the trials would test for, so why did everyone keep brining up not knowing about the supernatural like it put me at a disadvantage?
“Why indeed.”
A familiar voice said, sending lightning through my veins and breaking my train of thought. I just about tossed the turkey leg I’d been eating directly at the source of the noise.
“Shaoni, you have got to stop doing that.”
I said, crawling back into my skin after she scared me out of it. Shaoni still looked just as she had when she addressed us earlier, adorned in her animal skins and feathers. It took me a second but it finally clicked that she had said something strange when she sat down next to me.
“Hang on a minute, can you read my mind? Was I thinking out loud or something?”
“No, you just looked lost in thought and I figured I’d chime in.”
“Oh, alright… why?”
I squeaked out, abruptly realizing that this was Shaoni, the thunderbird who was sitting next to me. There was a second there where I wasn’t as intimidated by her as I normally was but it had passed quickly.
“I wanted to know how your doing, I know all this can’t be easy to take in.”
“I’m doing fine, I think I’m adjusting pretty well but I did want to ask you some questions.”
An amused look ran across Shaoni’s face at this. She wasn’t being as commanding as before either, she almost seemed to genuinely care about my well-being.
“Would you walk with me, I’ll answer your questions on the way.”
Shaoni asked, standing and waiting for me to follow her. Not seeing any better options I stood up and left alongside her.
We walked around the perimeter of the camp, out of ear shot of anyone else. I’m sure she did that on purpose, though I wasn’t sure if it was so no-one could hear my screams if I asked a question she didn’t like or if she just wanted privacy.
“Why me Shaoni? Why chose me out of everyone, was it just a coincidence?”
“Straight to the point hmm. Think Keith, when I found you in the position you were in you needed my help. Sure, I planned to dispose of the cultists that were threatening you anyways but I stopped to help you. You saw me descend from the sky, swoop down, and bring them to their knees, I extended an offer to you and you just took it. You didn’t bargain or ask for anything more after I shattered your perception of what does and doesn’t exist, just accepted my offer. Most people would have bargained, tried to look for a better deal for themselves but you saw what the price of my help would be and paid it, no second thoughts. That interested me Keith, you recognized what had to be done and didn’t try to avoid the cost, that’s why I chose you.”
“So I appealed to whatever sense of justice you have? That’s it, that’s the only reason?”
She looked almost hurt as I asked this and she stopped walking. I definitely stepped on a nerve, I expected her to snap but she didn’t, She just asked very quietly,
“Do you think I’m a monster Keith?”
I was stunned by the question. Could I really say she was a monster? What had she done so far? Save me, that’s what, was that really so monstrous? Sure it may have come at a cost but nothing is ever free. Shaoni even came to warn me about the trials ahead of time, just barely ahead of time but it was something.
“No Shaoni, you’re not a monster just… someone with the powers you have… it’s terrifying for a normal person. Can you really say I’m in the wrong for being afraid of you?”
Even as I said it I knew it was a lie, at least partially. I wasn’t just afraid of her, I wanted her to be evil and she just wasn’t, not really. Maybe she was a bit intense but everything she had done to me so far couldn’t be called evil.
“Fear is only natural when you see something like me, but I’m not a monster. The thunderbird has always stood for justice. That’s what I represent, I can’t be everywhere but I make it a point to uphold justice where I am. Those who I’ve chosen to follow me hold my justice in their own town, in their own lives. I can be harsh but I am just.”
She said this with such intensity I had no choice but to believe her. Her conviction to justice was zealous but I still wanted to pry a little bit more.
“So what does justice mean to you then? I don’t mean to be disrespectful but I want to hear it from you,”
I asked, growing a little more confident in talking to Shaoni. For once I didn’t feel like she would kill me on a whim. Give her a reason, and Shaoni would do it without a second thought but I don’t think she cared that much about my questioning.
“Justice is black and white, right and wrong. Normally there’s a pretty good system in place to punish those that deserve it but sometimes things slip through the cracks, that’s where I come in. I take care of the heinous acts people get away with, people that think they’ve gotten away with murder, so to speak.”
“So your a vigilante then? That’s what I’m hearing here.”
“I wouldn’t be so crass but yes, I suppose you could call me a vigilante but I promise you that’s an oversimplification. Suffice it to say my opinion on matters of serving justice is respected.”
Shaoni seemed a little uncomfortable at the word “respect”, I think a better word would’ve been “feared”. I wasn’t going to say it to her but I knew she suspected it. I could see something about that really hurt her. I couldn’t put my finger on it, the reason Shaoni didn’t want to be feared. Despite being the scariest thing I’d seen so far she didn’t want to be known for that.
We talked for a while longer about a whole lot of nothing. Eventually we got back around to the camp and she bid me goodnight despite the fact it was 3 in the afternoon at the time. She was probably right though, I was going to need the rest if I wanted to be ready for the first trial tomorrow. I found my way to a tepee conveniently marked with my name. I didn’t remember it being marked before and I didn’t understand the point of giving us specific tepees, privacy I guess? The fur sleeping bag was a rustic but welcome touch and despite lacking the amenities of a usual home the tepee was quite comfortable. As I settled in for the night I heard a rustling on the far side of the tepee, then a voice, one whose heavy accent I recognized immediately.
“So, turns out they don’t check under the truck. Ya got me here with you now.”
Rocco said, emerging from a blanket in the corner. That revelation didn’t exactly set my mind at ease. Rocco must’ve sensed my apprehension to the fact that he was anywhere near me right now.
“What?! I’m here to help out! I heard you going on about a trial or somethin’ so I figured I’d tag along under that truck when they picked you up, can’t have enough back up ya know.”
He continued, pulling a belt with several tools out from under the blanket as he spoke. I wasn’t pleased to have him here but maybe I could make use of him.
“I was hoping you’d go with Bianca and the other two but honestly, it might be nice to have a friendly face around here. Just… try to stay out of trouble.”
“Trouble? When do I ever get into trouble?”
I hoped he was being sarcastic, you can never tell with him. I bit my tongue as Rocco walked out into the camp, silently praying no-one would see him. With that I settled into my sleeping bag and tried to think of what I could expect from the first trial tomorrow.
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2024.05.21 16:37 Internal_Break_7289 my roblox doesnt work propely
i checked my logs and this is what it said:
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2024-05-21T14:08:00.868Z,0.868627,3f68,6,Info [FLog::UpdateController] WindowsUpdateController: updaterFullPath: C:\Users\apina\AppData\Local\Roblox\Versions\version-d8aa63d3654646d0\RobloxPlayerInstaller.exe
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2024-05-21T14:08:00.869Z,0.869627,2f98,6,Info [FLog::UpdateController] Checking if updater exists at C:\Users\apina\AppData\Local\Roblox\Versions\version-d8aa63d3654646d0\RobloxPlayerInstaller.exe. Returning true
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2024-05-21T14:08:01.246Z,1.246241,3f68,6 [FLog::Output] Settings Date header was Tue, 21 May 2024 14:07:58 GMT
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2024-05-21T14:08:01.294Z,1.294434,3f68,6 [FLog::ClientRunInfo] The base url is http://www.roblox.com/
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2024-05-21T14:08:01.319Z,1.319400,3f68,6 [FLog::Output] *******
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2024-05-21T14:08:01.324Z,1.324393,3f68,6 [FLog::Output] DUAR is on.
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2024-05-21T14:08:05.000Z,5.000584,1478,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [discovery-ota] Update OTA succeeded: {"SchemaVersion":"1","CanaryUserIds":[],"CanaryPercentage":0}
2024-05-21T14:08:05.000Z,5.000584,1478,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [discovery-ota] Update OTA config not deployed
2024-05-21T14:08:05.027Z,5.027769,0a48,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(APP_READY, 10), data(Startup)
2024-05-21T14:08:05.033Z,5.033810,0a48,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [_DataModelPatch] Update OTA config
2024-05-21T14:08:05.038Z,5.038844,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::disableVR
2024-05-21T14:08:05.038Z,5.038844,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController[_:1]::initialize view(0000029F25AAB2A0)
2024-05-21T14:08:05.038Z,5.038844,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController[_:1]::start dataModel(0000029F1E5424B0)
2024-05-21T14:08:05.038Z,5.038844,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob[_:1]::RenderJob
2024-05-21T14:08:05.038Z,5.038844,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController[_:1]::run dataModel(0000029F1E5424B0)
2024-05-21T14:08:05.039Z,5.039851,0a48,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob::stepDataModelJob: No DM yet. Continue...
2024-05-21T14:08:05.039Z,5.039851,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] setStage: (stage:LuaApp)
2024-05-21T14:08:05.039Z,5.039851,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] userDidLogin
2024-05-21T14:08:05.039Z,5.039851,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] applyLocale
2024-05-21T14:08:05.042Z,5.042871,0834,6 [FLog::Output] Begin machine id check
2024-05-21T14:08:05.044Z,5.044885,46f8,6,Info [FLog::CrashReportLog] Set hang detection to: true
2024-05-21T14:08:05.044Z,5.044885,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob::scheduleRender: No data model. Bind workspace now...
2024-05-21T14:08:05.121Z,5.121855,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] LayeredClothingMode updated: LC=1 HSR=1
2024-05-21T14:08:05.121Z,5.121855,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] Future is bright shadows
2024-05-21T14:08:05.128Z,5.128837,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SmoothCluster::initSolidTextures()
2024-05-21T14:08:05.129Z,5.129834,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] Terrain TextureArray 512x512, arraySize: 36, mip: 10
2024-05-21T14:08:05.135Z,5.135818,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SceneManager: resizing main targets to 808x607
2024-05-21T14:08:05.321Z,5.321296,1478,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [_DataModelPatch] Update OTA succeeded: {"SchemaVersion":"1","CanaryUserIds":[],"CanaryPercentage":0}
2024-05-21T14:08:05.321Z,5.321296,1478,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [_DataModelPatch] Update OTA config not deployed
2024-05-21T14:08:05.860Z,5.860782,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SceneManager: resizing main targets to 1920x1009
2024-05-21T14:08:05.869Z,5.869757,0a48,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(APP_READY, 10), data(Home)
2024-05-21T14:08:05.869Z,5.869757,0a48,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(APP_READY, 10), data(RootSwitchNavigator)
2024-05-21T14:08:06.025Z,6.025307,46f8,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(DID_LOG_IN, 28), data({"username":"joonuska8","membershipType":4,"isUnder13":true,"countryCode":"FI","userId":2260486916,"displayName":"JonskuZ10"})
2024-05-21T14:08:06.033Z,6.033284,3f68,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] (Win-AuthToken) saveAuthTokenToDisk:size:1317.
2024-05-21T14:08:06.033Z,6.033284,3f68,6 [FLog::LogWin32BTId] LogWin32BTId, App, cookie Engine => Native set RBXEventTrackerV2 as CreateDate=05/17/2024 08:16:06&rbxid=2260091992&browserid=1715786824685022
2024-05-21T14:08:06.036Z,6.036275,3f68,6 [DFLog::SignalRCoreError] ID: 1 Disconnected - stop() called
2024-05-21T14:08:13.503Z,13.503502,46f8,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(APP_READY, 10), data(ExperienceDetail)
2024-05-21T14:08:13.863Z,13.863633,1478,12 [DFLog::HttpTraceError] HttpResponse(#209 0000029F37DB3E70) time:154.0ms (net:153.4ms callback:0.0ms timeInRetryQueue:0.0ms)status:403 Forbidden bodySize:145 url:{ "https://games.roblox.com/v1/games/4827815098/social-links/list" } ip:128.116.44.3 external:0 numberOfTimesRetried:0
2024-05-21T14:08:13.864Z,13.864635,2124,6 [FLog::Warning] Warning: HTTP error url:`https://games.roblox.com/v1/games/4827815098/social-links/list\`
2024-05-21T14:08:13.864Z,13.864635,2124,6 [FLog::Warning] Warning: HTTP error code:`403`
2024-05-21T14:08:13.864Z,13.864635,2124,6 [FLog::Warning] Warning: HTTP error body:`{"errors":[{"code":3,"message":"Only users who are over twelve years of age may view social links.","userFacingMessage":"Something went wrong"}]}`
2024-05-21T14:08:13.881Z,13.881659,46f8,6 [FLog::Warning] Warning: Unhandled Promise rejection:
table: 0x346dea18df26c33d
CoreGui.RobloxGui.Modules.LuaApp.Thunks.Games.ApiFetchGameSocialLinks:19
CorePackages.Packages._Index.Rodux.Rodux.makeThunkMiddleware:18
CorePackages.Packages._Index.Rodux.Rodux.makeThunkMiddleware:17
CorePackages.Packages._Index.Rodux.Rodux.Store:116
CoreGui.RobloxGui.Modules.LuaApp.Thunks.Games.FetchGameDetailsPageData:95 function startSecondClassFetchPromises
CoreGui.RobloxGui.Modules.LuaApp.Thunks.Games.FetchGameDetailsPageData:184
CorePackages.Packages._Index.Promise340.Promise340:175 function runExecutor
CorePackages.Packages._Index.Promise340.Promise340:184
2024-05-21T14:08:15.303Z,15.303412,2124,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(APP_READY, 10), data(GenericWebPage)
2024-05-21T14:08:15.364Z,15.364557,385c,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] WebProtocol OpenBrowser
2024-05-21T14:08:19.149Z,19.149271,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] launchUGCGame: (stage:LuaApp).
2024-05-21T14:08:19.149Z,19.149271,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] launchUGCGameInternal
2024-05-21T14:08:19.150Z,19.150272,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] applyLocale
2024-05-21T14:08:19.155Z,19.155279,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [_DataModelPatch] Retrieving patch
2024-05-21T14:08:19.155Z,19.155279,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] getCachedPatch DataModelPatchConfig : type=1, assetId=5345954812, assetVersion=8905, maxAppVersion=625, localAssetURI=rbxasset://models/DataModelPatch/DataModelPatch.rbxm
2024-05-21T14:08:19.155Z,19.155279,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] getCachedPatch : numAttempts=10
2024-05-21T14:08:19.155Z,19.155279,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] getCachedPatch : contentId=rbxasset://models/DataModelPatch/DataModelPatch.rbxm
2024-05-21T14:08:19.155Z,19.155279,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] getCachedPatch : get patch from content provider for Model
2024-05-21T14:08:19.156Z,19.156281,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] deserializeAndVerifyPatch with blake3
2024-05-21T14:08:19.161Z,19.161741,2124,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(APP_READY, 10), data(ExperienceDetail)
2024-05-21T14:08:19.627Z,19.627350,3f68,6,Info [FLog::Audio] OutputDevice 0: Kaiuttimet (Razer Kraken V3 X) [USB] 48000/2
2024-05-21T14:08:19.652Z,19.652264,3f68,6 [FLog::Audio] InputDevice 0: Microphone (Razer Kraken V3 X)({{7a43ddc8-ecbf-4f13-9e9dd1d28a8b15a1}}) 48000/2/4
2024-05-21T14:08:19.652Z,19.652264,3f68,6 [FLog::Audio] InputDevice 1: Mikrofoni (Steam Streaming Microphone)({{15617781-f46e-4b6d-9ebb182fafecb69e}}) 44100/1/4
2024-05-21T14:08:19.669Z,19.669367,3f68,6 [FLog::VIPTeleport] new DM, after gameLoadedSignal connect
2024-05-21T14:08:19.676Z,19.676414,3f68,6 [FLog::UGCGameController] UGCGameController, initialized DataModel(0000029F38921970)
2024-05-21T14:08:19.676Z,19.676414,3f68,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] GameJoinUtil::joinGame
2024-05-21T14:08:19.677Z,19.677422,3f68,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] GameJoinUtil::joinGamePostPrivateServer: URL: https://gamejoin.roblox.com/v1/join-private-game BODY: {"placeId":13928941253,"gameJoinAttemptId":"4809a4e1-5e03-4d11-8214-9499d0958a19","accessCode":"a7d6eee6-4293-4665-9a3a-ff3040b2dddc"}
2024-05-21T14:08:19.677Z,19.677422,385c,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::enableVR
2024-05-21T14:08:19.677Z,19.677422,3f68,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] GameJoinUtil::makePlaceLauncherRequest: requestCount: 0, url: https://gamejoin.roblox.com/v1/join-private-game.
2024-05-21T14:08:19.677Z,19.677422,3f68,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] Delaying request by 0.00 seconds
2024-05-21T14:08:19.678Z,19.678429,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] [_:1]::replaceDataModel: (stage:3, window = 0xd0800) [tid:0x29f7d577540]
2024-05-21T14:08:19.678Z,19.678429,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController[_:1]::pause dataModel(0000029F1E5424B0), view(0000029F25AAB2A0), destroyView:0.
2024-05-21T14:08:19.678Z,19.678429,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] stop
2024-05-21T14:08:19.678Z,19.678429,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] drainRenderingJobs
2024-05-21T14:08:19.680Z,19.680443,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob[_:1]::~RenderJob
2024-05-21T14:08:19.696Z,19.696554,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController[_:1]::start dataModel(0000029F38921970)
2024-05-21T14:08:19.696Z,19.696554,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob[_:2]::RenderJob
2024-05-21T14:08:19.696Z,19.696554,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController[_:1]::run dataModel(0000029F38921970)
2024-05-21T14:08:19.696Z,19.696554,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] setStage: (stage:UGCGame)
2024-05-21T14:08:19.758Z,19.758978,385c,6 [FLog::UGCGameController] Game Scripts are loaded
2024-05-21T14:08:19.758Z,19.758978,385c,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob::stepDataModelJob: No DM yet. Continue...
2024-05-21T14:08:19.759Z,19.759975,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob::scheduleRender: No data model. Bind workspace now...
2024-05-21T14:08:20.140Z,20.140045,2124,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] GameJoinUtil::makePlaceLauncherRequest, response:
{"jobId":"c5785430-a54d-462f-9d21-f12d254df339","status":2,"statusData":null,"joinScriptUrl":"https://assetgame.roblox.com/Game/Join.ashx?ticketVersion=2&ticket={\\"UserId\\"%3a2260486916%2c\\"UserName\\"%3a\\"joonuska8\\"%2c\\"DisplayName\\"%3a\\"JonskuZ10\\"%2c\\"CharacterFetchUrl\\"%3a\\"https%3a%2f%2fapi.roblox.com%2fv1.1%2favatar-fetch%2f%3fplaceId%3d13928941253%26userId%3d2260486916\\"%2c\\"GameId\\"%3a\\"c5785430-a54d-462f-9d21-f12d254df339\\"%2c\\"PlaceId\\"%3a13928941253%2c\\"UniverseId\\"%3a4827815098%2c\\"ServerId\\"%3a1047938%2c\\"ServerPort\\"%3a60803%2c\\"IsTeleport\\"%3afalse%2c\\"FollowUserId\\"%3anull%2c\\"TimeStamp\\"%3a\\"05%2f21%2f2024+14%3a08%3a17\\"%2c\\"CharacterAppearanceId\\"%3a2260486916%2c\\"AlternateName\\"%3anull%2c\\"JoinTypeId\\"%3a4%2c\\"MatchmakingDecisionId\\"%3anull%2c\\"GameJoinMetadata\\"%3a{\\"JoinSource\\"%3a0%2c\\"RequestType\\"%3a1%2c\\"MatchmakingDecisionId\\"%3a\\"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000\\"%2
2024-05-21T14:08:20.140Z,20.140045,2124,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] Game join succeeded.
2024-05-21T14:08:20.140Z,20.140045,2124,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] GameJoinUtil::processing join parameters
2024-05-21T14:08:20.141Z,20.141043,2124,7 [FLog::Network] NetworkClient:Create
2024-05-21T14:08:20.142Z,20.142040,2124,10 [DFLog::KeyRing] Parsed config created at: 11:59 4/1/2024.
2024-05-21T14:08:20.145Z,20.145037,2124,6 [FLog::Output] AnalyticsSessionId is 0f0560f6-633c-4931-ba8a-455dadb87ce7.
2024-05-21T14:08:20.146Z,20.146034,2124,6 [FLog::Output] ! Joining game 'c5785430-a54d-462f-9d21-f12d254df339' place 13928941253 at 10.17.7.155
2024-05-21T14:08:20.146Z,20.146034,2124,6 [FLog::GameJoinLoadTime] Report game_join_loadtime: placeid:13928941253, join_time:0.99978098400089976394, universeid:4827815098, referral_page:GameDetailPageJSHybridEvent, sid:0f0560f6-633c-4931-ba8a-455dadb87ce7, clienttime:1716300499.8559999466, userid:2260486916,
2024-05-21T14:08:20.149Z,20.149029,2124,7 [FLog::Network] Client will attempt to connect following server endpoints with threadSleepTime(-1)
2024-05-21T14:08:20.149Z,20.149029,2124,7 [FLog::Network] UDMUX Address = 128.116.21.33, Port = 60803 RCC Server Address = 10.17.7.155, Port = 60803
2024-05-21T14:08:20.150Z,20.150028,2124,7 [FLog::Network] binding socket on inaddr_any:0
2024-05-21T14:08:20.162Z,20.162868,2124,6 [FLog::Output] Connecting to UDMUX server 128.116.21.33:60803, and RCC server 10.17.7.155:60803
2024-05-21T14:08:20.362Z,20.362783,46f8,6 [FLog::Output] Connection accepted from 128.116.21.3360803
2024-05-21T14:08:20.365Z,20.365788,46f8,7 [FLog::Network] serverId: 128.116.21.3360803
2024-05-21T14:08:20.366Z,20.366791,46f8,7 [FLog::Network] Replicator created for player 128.116.21.3360803
2024-05-21T14:08:20.366Z,20.366791,46f8,7 [FLog::Network] Replicator created: 0000029F50335670
2024-05-21T14:08:20.694Z,20.694845,2124,7 [FLog::Network] Time taken to initialize schema = 12.483300 ms
2024-05-21T14:08:20.696Z,20.696840,2124,7 [FLog::Network] Assigned peer id = 4
2024-05-21T14:08:20.697Z,20.697836,2124,7 [FLog::Network] Join snapshot timer: 1.500500
2024-05-21T14:08:23.614Z,23.614683,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SmoothCluster::initSolidTextures()
2024-05-21T14:08:23.614Z,23.614683,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] Terrain TextureArray 512x512, arraySize: 36, mip: 10
2024-05-21T14:08:24.203Z,24.203489,1cac,6 [FLog::Error] Asset (Image) "https://assetdelivery.roblox.com/v1/asset?id=0" load failed in Workspace.Map.Map.BossZone.BossIslandsDECO.Boss8Deco.BossDec.bossshrimp.Shrimp.Body.Part.Mesh.TextureId: Request failed
2024-05-21T14:08:26.452Z,26.452301,46f8,6 [FLog::Warning] Warning: Infinite yield possible on 'RobloxReplicatedStorage:WaitForChild("RequestDeviceCameraCFrame")'
2024-05-21T14:08:26.452Z,26.452301,46f8,6 [FLog::Output] Info: Stack Begin
2024-05-21T14:08:26.452Z,26.452301,46f8,6 [FLog::Output] Info: Script 'CoreGui.RobloxGui.CoreScripts/PlayerView', Line 5
2024-05-21T14:08:26.452Z,26.452301,46f8,6 [FLog::Output] Info: Stack End
2024-05-21T14:08:36.058Z,36.058613,385c,6 [FLog::VIPTeleport] made it to inside gameLoadedSignal without teleportParams
2024-05-21T14:08:36.072Z,36.072498,385c,6 [FLog::Output] Server RobloxGitHash: d2f995026f4963b40bd37e1eada84a7698834d8f
2024-05-21T14:08:36.072Z,36.072498,385c,6 [FLog::Output] Server Prefix: 0.625.0.6250509_20240521T140601Z_RCC_16ba8
2024-05-21T14:08:36.073Z,36.073490,385c,6 [FLog::VIPTeleport] create! we were able to get the vip on client: a7d6eee6-4293-4665-9a3a-ff3040b2dddc placeid: 13928941253
2024-05-21T14:08:37.018Z,37.018616,385c,6,Info [FLog::VoiceChatLogs] [C:\buildAgent\work\ci_ninja_client-x64_git\Client\App\v8datamodel\src\VoiceChatService.cpp:L497] VoiceChatService::IsVoiceEnabledForUserIdAsync caching new value: false
2024-05-21T14:08:59.514Z,59.514191,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SceneManager: resizing main targets to 1920x1009
2024-05-21T14:09:02.015Z,62.015125,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SceneManager: resizing main targets to 1920x1009
2024-05-21T14:09:04.512Z,64.512604,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SceneManager: resizing main targets to 1920x1009
2024-05-21T14:10:01.557Z,121.557869,1478,6 [FLog::Output] Settings Date header was Tue, 21 May 2024 14:09:59 GMT
2024-05-21T14:10:01.557Z,121.557869,1478,6 [FLog::Output] Settings Date timestamp is 1716300599
2024-05-21T14:10:21.329Z,141.329895,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:26.329Z,146.329269,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:31.329Z,151.329605,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:36.328Z,156.328629,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:36.355Z,156.355270,1478,6 [DFLog::SignalRCoreError] ID: 1 Disconnected - Websocket closed
2024-05-21T14:10:41.329Z,161.329422,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:46.330Z,166.330185,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:51.328Z,171.328995,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:56.329Z,176.329788,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:01.330Z,181.330475,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:06.330Z,186.330658,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:11.330Z,191.330292,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:16.331Z,196.331696,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:21.331Z,201.331482,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:26.331Z,206.331696,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:31.330Z,211.330429,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:36.331Z,216.331345,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:41.331Z,221.331284,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:46.332Z,226.332275,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:51.331Z,231.331390,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:56.331Z,236.331772,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:12:01.332Z,241.332123,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:12:01.760Z,241.760773,1478,6 [FLog::Output] Settings Date header was Tue, 21 May 2024 14:11:59 GMT
2024-05-21T14:12:01.761Z,241.761780,1478,6 [FLog::Output] Settings Date timestamp is 1716300719
2024-05-21T14:12:06.332Z,246.332657,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
specs:
gtx 980
i3-9100F
16 gb ram ddr4
please help.
submitted by Internal_Break_7289 to RobloxHelp [link] [comments]
2024-05-21T14:08:00.829Z,0.829604,3f68,6 [FLog::Output] Loading AppSettings.xml from C:\Users\apina\AppData\Local\Roblox\Versions\version-d8aa63d3654646d0\AppSettings.xml
2024-05-21T14:08:00.868Z,0.868627,3f68,6,Info [FLog::UpdateController] UpdateController: versionQueryUrl: https://clientsettingscdn.roblox.com/v2/client-version/WindowsPlayer
2024-05-21T14:08:00.868Z,0.868627,3f68,6,Info [FLog::UpdateController] WindowsUpdateController: updaterFullPath: C:\Users\apina\AppData\Local\Roblox\Versions\version-d8aa63d3654646d0\RobloxPlayerInstaller.exe
2024-05-21T14:08:00.869Z,0.869627,2f98,6,Info [FLog::UpdateController] Update thread: started with protStr
2024-05-21T14:08:00.869Z,0.869627,2f98,6,Info [FLog::UpdateController] Checking if updater exists at C:\Users\apina\AppData\Local\Roblox\Versions\version-d8aa63d3654646d0\RobloxPlayerInstaller.exe. Returning true
2024-05-21T14:08:01.107Z,1.107141,2f98,6,Debug [FLog::UpdateController] version response: {"version":"0.625.0.6250509","clientVersionUpload":"version-d8aa63d3654646d0","bootstrapperVersion":"1, 6, 0, 6250509"}
2024-05-21T14:08:01.107Z,1.107141,2f98,6,Info [FLog::UpdateController] Update thread: isUpdateRequired FALSE
2024-05-21T14:08:01.246Z,1.246241,3f68,6 [FLog::Output] Settings Date header was Tue, 21 May 2024 14:07:58 GMT
2024-05-21T14:08:01.246Z,1.246241,3f68,6 [FLog::Output] Settings Date timestamp is 1716300478
2024-05-21T14:08:01.293Z,1.293436,3f68,6 [FLog::ClientRunInfo] RobloxGitHash: d2f995026f4963b40bd37e1eada84a7698834d8f
2024-05-21T14:08:01.294Z,1.294434,3f68,6 [FLog::ClientRunInfo] The base url is http://www.roblox.com/
2024-05-21T14:08:01.294Z,1.294434,3f68,6 [FLog::ClientRunInfo] The channel is production
2024-05-21T14:08:01.319Z,1.319400,3f68,6 [FLog::Output] *******
** Validated reflection database in 7.988976 ms, found 4934 entries with the following skipped: 0 enums, 0 properties, 0 functions, 0 events, 0 callbacks, 0 classes.
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2024-05-21T14:08:01.321Z,1.321397,3f68,6 [FLog::Output] setAssetFolder content
2024-05-21T14:08:01.323Z,1.323394,3f68,6 [FLog::Output] setExtraAssetFolder C:/Users\apina\AppData\Local\Roblox\Versions\version-d8aa63d3654646d0\ExtraContent
2024-05-21T14:08:01.324Z,1.324393,3f68,6 [FLog::Output] DUAR is on.
2024-05-21T14:08:01.740Z,1.740090,3f68,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] (Win-AuthToken) loadAuthTokenFromDisk:
2024-05-21T14:08:01.756Z,1.756106,3f68,6 [FLog::LogWin32BTId] LogWin32BTId, App, cookie Native => Engine set RBXEventTrackerV2 as CreateDate=05/17/2024 08:16:06&rbxid=2260091992&browserid=1715786824685022
2024-05-21T14:08:01.756Z,1.756106,3f68,6 [FLog::LogWin32BTId] LogWin32BTId, App, local launch, localBtid is 1715786824685022
2024-05-21T14:08:01.781Z,1.781344,3f68,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] StartupController finished starting: stage = 2, BTID = 1715786824685022, upgradeStatus = 3.
2024-05-21T14:08:01.781Z,1.781344,3f68,6 [FLog::LogWin32BTId] LogWin32BTId, App, after initialize the websiteBTId is -1, and localBtid is 1715786824685022
2024-05-21T14:08:01.781Z,1.781344,3f68,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] (Win-AuthToken) saveAuthTokenToDisk:size:1317.
2024-05-21T14:08:01.781Z,1.781344,3f68,6 [FLog::LogWin32BTId] LogWin32BTId, App, cookie Engine => Native set RBXEventTrackerV2 as CreateDate=05/17/2024 08:16:06&rbxid=2260091992&browserid=1715786824685022
2024-05-21T14:08:02.204Z,2.204281,3f68,6 [FLog::Warning] UserAgentString Mozilla/5.0 (Windows NT 10.0; Win64; x64; Trident/7.0; rv:11.0) like GeckoRoblox/WinInetRobloxApp/0.625.0.6250509 (GlobalDist; RobloxDirectDownload) is set
2024-05-21T14:08:02.204Z,2.204281,3f68,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] (Win-AuthToken) loadAuthTokenFromDisk:
2024-05-21T14:08:02.205Z,2.205284,3f68,6 [FLog::LogWin32BTId] LogWin32BTId, App, cookie Native => Engine set RBXEventTrackerV2 as CreateDate=05/17/2024 08:16:06&rbxid=2260091992&browserid=1715786824685022
2024-05-21T14:08:03.424Z,3.424384,3f68,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Set WebView linking marshaller
2024-05-21T14:08:03.425Z,3.425377,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] initializeWithAppStarter
2024-05-21T14:08:03.425Z,3.425377,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] initializeSingleton
2024-05-21T14:08:03.426Z,3.426371,3f68,6 [FLog::Output] Evaluating deferred inferred crashes
2024-05-21T14:08:03.433Z,3.433326,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] setStage: (stage:Native)
2024-05-21T14:08:03.433Z,3.433326,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] instantiate controllers
2024-05-21T14:08:03.433Z,3.433326,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController[_:1]::SurfaceController, count: 1
2024-05-21T14:08:03.433Z,3.433326,3f68,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Launching univeral app in-app
2024-05-21T14:08:03.434Z,3.434320,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] initializeLuaAppWithLoggedInUser: (stage:Native).
2024-05-21T14:08:03.434Z,3.434320,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] applyLocale
2024-05-21T14:08:03.436Z,3.436307,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] OTAPollingEnabled set to: false
2024-05-21T14:08:03.436Z,3.436307,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [_DataModelPatch] Load configs for user key: app:774642265928349735
2024-05-21T14:08:03.438Z,3.438294,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [_DataModelPatch] Retrieving patch
2024-05-21T14:08:03.438Z,3.438294,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] getCachedPatch DataModelPatchConfig : type=1, assetId=5345954812, assetVersion=8905, maxAppVersion=625, localAssetURI=rbxasset://models/DataModelPatch/DataModelPatch.rbxm
2024-05-21T14:08:03.438Z,3.438294,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] getCachedPatch : numAttempts=10
2024-05-21T14:08:03.439Z,3.439288,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] getCachedPatch : contentId=rbxasset://models/DataModelPatch/DataModelPatch.rbxm
2024-05-21T14:08:03.439Z,3.439288,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] getCachedPatch : get patch from content provider for Model
2024-05-21T14:08:03.439Z,3.439288,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] deserializeAndVerifyPatch with blake3
2024-05-21T14:08:03.806Z,3.806711,0e6c,6 [FLog::Output] Studio D3D9 GPU: NVIDIA GeForce GTX 980
2024-05-21T14:08:03.806Z,3.806711,0e6c,6 [FLog::Output] Studio D3D9 GPU: Vendor 10de Device 13c0
2024-05-21T14:08:03.806Z,3.806711,0e6c,6 [FLog::Output] Studio D3D9 Driver: nvldumdx.dll 31.0.15.5222
2024-05-21T14:08:04.169Z,4.169836,0e6c,6 [FLog::Output] ESGamePerfMonitor GPU: Vendor 000010de Device 000013c0
2024-05-21T14:08:04.169Z,4.169836,0e6c,6 [FLog::Output] ESGamePerfMonitor GPU: SubSys 111610de Revision 000000a1
2024-05-21T14:08:04.169Z,4.169836,0e6c,6 [FLog::Output] ESGamePerfMonitor GPU: DedicatedVidMem 4237033472 DedicatedSysMem 0 SharedSystemMemory 8556070912
2024-05-21T14:08:04.171Z,4.171831,0e6c,6,Info [FLog::CrashReportLog] added file C:\Users\apina\AppData\Local\Roblox\logs\0.625.0.6250509_20240521T140800Z_Player_01CC2_last.log as attachment 0.625.0.6250509_20240521T140800Z_Player_01CC2_last.log
2024-05-21T14:08:04.216Z,4.216707,46f8,6 [FLog::Output] Info: DataModel Loading rbxasset://places/Mobile.rbxl
2024-05-21T14:08:04.231Z,4.231666,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] setStage: (stage:InitializedLuaApp)
2024-05-21T14:08:04.231Z,4.231666,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] startLuaApp: (stage:InitializedLuaApp).
2024-05-21T14:08:04.231Z,4.231666,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] returnToLuaApp: (stage:InitializedLuaApp).
2024-05-21T14:08:04.231Z,4.231666,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] returnToLuaApp: ... disable videoRecorder.
2024-05-21T14:08:04.231Z,4.231666,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] returnToLuaAppInternal: ... App has been initialized, returning from game.
2024-05-21T14:08:04.231Z,4.231666,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] [_:1]::replaceDataModel: (stage:0, window = 0xd0800) [tid:0x29f7d577540]
2024-05-21T14:08:04.495Z,4.495785,46f8,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [discovery-ota] Load configs for user key: user:2260486916
2024-05-21T14:08:04.496Z,4.496782,46f8,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [discovery-ota] Retrieving patch
2024-05-21T14:08:04.496Z,4.496782,46f8,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] getCachedPatch DataModelPatchConfig : type=1, assetId=16639814581, assetVersion=145, maxAppVersion=625, localAssetURI=
2024-05-21T14:08:04.817Z,4.817729,46f8,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [discovery-ota] Update OTA config
2024-05-21T14:08:04.864Z,4.864590,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] D3D11 Adapter: NVIDIA GeForce GTX 980
2024-05-21T14:08:04.864Z,4.864590,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] D3D11 Adapter: Vendor 10de Device 13c0 VRAM 4040 RAM 8159
2024-05-21T14:08:04.864Z,4.864590,3f68,6 [channel] Caps: ThreadSafe 0 Framebuffer 1 FpFramebuffer 1 Shaders 1 Compute 1 Instancing 1 PerInstanceStream 1 ConstBuffers 1
2024-05-21T14:08:04.864Z,4.864590,3f68,6 [channel] Caps: Framebuffer: MRT 8 MSAA 8 Stencil 1
2024-05-21T14:08:04.864Z,4.864590,3f68,6 [channel] Caps: Framebuffer: Depth16 1 Depth24 1 DepthFloat 1 DepthClamp 1
2024-05-21T14:08:04.864Z,4.864590,3f68,6 [channel] Caps: Border Color 1
2024-05-21T14:08:04.864Z,4.864590,3f68,6 [channel] Caps: Texture: RGB10A2 1 RG11B10F 1 R16I 1
2024-05-21T14:08:04.864Z,4.864590,3f68,6 [channel] Caps: Texture: DXT 1 PVR 0 ETC1 0 ETC2 0 Half 1
2024-05-21T14:08:04.864Z,4.864590,3f68,6 [channel] Caps: Texture: 3D 1 Array 1 Depth 1 MSAA 1 MSAAFP16 0
2024-05-21T14:08:04.864Z,4.864590,3f68,6 [channel] Caps: Texture: NPOT 1 PartialMips 1 CubeMipGen 1 CubeFramebuffer 1
2024-05-21T14:08:04.865Z,4.865587,3f68,6 [channel] Caps: Texture: Size 16384 Units 32 VertexUnits 16
2024-05-21T14:08:04.865Z,4.865587,3f68,6 [channel] Caps: ConstantBufferSize 65536
2024-05-21T14:08:04.865Z,4.865587,3f68,6 [channel] Caps: isAppleGPU 0
2024-05-21T14:08:04.865Z,4.865587,3f68,6 [channel] Caps: 32bIdx 1 Memoryless 0
2024-05-21T14:08:04.865Z,4.865587,3f68,6 [channel] Caps: ColorBGR 0 RTFlip 0 MinusOneToOneDepth 0
2024-05-21T14:08:04.901Z,4.901476,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] Video memory size: 2147483648
2024-05-21T14:08:04.967Z,4.967358,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] Loaded 848 shaders from pack d3d11 variant default (4507676 bytes)
2024-05-21T14:08:04.967Z,4.967358,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] Compiled 597 shaders in 64 ms
2024-05-21T14:08:04.971Z,4.971385,2124,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(APP_READY, 10), data(PlatformAccountRouter)
2024-05-21T14:08:05.000Z,5.000584,1478,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [discovery-ota] Update OTA succeeded: {"SchemaVersion":"1","CanaryUserIds":[],"CanaryPercentage":0}
2024-05-21T14:08:05.000Z,5.000584,1478,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [discovery-ota] Update OTA config not deployed
2024-05-21T14:08:05.027Z,5.027769,0a48,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(APP_READY, 10), data(Startup)
2024-05-21T14:08:05.033Z,5.033810,0a48,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [_DataModelPatch] Update OTA config
2024-05-21T14:08:05.038Z,5.038844,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::disableVR
2024-05-21T14:08:05.038Z,5.038844,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController[_:1]::initialize view(0000029F25AAB2A0)
2024-05-21T14:08:05.038Z,5.038844,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController[_:1]::start dataModel(0000029F1E5424B0)
2024-05-21T14:08:05.038Z,5.038844,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob[_:1]::RenderJob
2024-05-21T14:08:05.038Z,5.038844,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController[_:1]::run dataModel(0000029F1E5424B0)
2024-05-21T14:08:05.039Z,5.039851,0a48,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob::stepDataModelJob: No DM yet. Continue...
2024-05-21T14:08:05.039Z,5.039851,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] setStage: (stage:LuaApp)
2024-05-21T14:08:05.039Z,5.039851,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] userDidLogin
2024-05-21T14:08:05.039Z,5.039851,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] applyLocale
2024-05-21T14:08:05.042Z,5.042871,0834,6 [FLog::Output] Begin machine id check
2024-05-21T14:08:05.044Z,5.044885,46f8,6,Info [FLog::CrashReportLog] Set hang detection to: true
2024-05-21T14:08:05.044Z,5.044885,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob::scheduleRender: No data model. Bind workspace now...
2024-05-21T14:08:05.121Z,5.121855,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] LayeredClothingMode updated: LC=1 HSR=1
2024-05-21T14:08:05.121Z,5.121855,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] Future is bright shadows
2024-05-21T14:08:05.128Z,5.128837,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SmoothCluster::initSolidTextures()
2024-05-21T14:08:05.129Z,5.129834,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] Terrain TextureArray 512x512, arraySize: 36, mip: 10
2024-05-21T14:08:05.135Z,5.135818,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SceneManager: resizing main targets to 808x607
2024-05-21T14:08:05.321Z,5.321296,1478,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [_DataModelPatch] Update OTA succeeded: {"SchemaVersion":"1","CanaryUserIds":[],"CanaryPercentage":0}
2024-05-21T14:08:05.321Z,5.321296,1478,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [_DataModelPatch] Update OTA config not deployed
2024-05-21T14:08:05.860Z,5.860782,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SceneManager: resizing main targets to 1920x1009
2024-05-21T14:08:05.869Z,5.869757,0a48,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(APP_READY, 10), data(Home)
2024-05-21T14:08:05.869Z,5.869757,0a48,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(APP_READY, 10), data(RootSwitchNavigator)
2024-05-21T14:08:06.025Z,6.025307,46f8,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(DID_LOG_IN, 28), data({"username":"joonuska8","membershipType":4,"isUnder13":true,"countryCode":"FI","userId":2260486916,"displayName":"JonskuZ10"})
2024-05-21T14:08:06.033Z,6.033284,3f68,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] (Win-AuthToken) saveAuthTokenToDisk:size:1317.
2024-05-21T14:08:06.033Z,6.033284,3f68,6 [FLog::LogWin32BTId] LogWin32BTId, App, cookie Engine => Native set RBXEventTrackerV2 as CreateDate=05/17/2024 08:16:06&rbxid=2260091992&browserid=1715786824685022
2024-05-21T14:08:06.036Z,6.036275,3f68,6 [DFLog::SignalRCoreError] ID: 1 Disconnected - stop() called
2024-05-21T14:08:13.503Z,13.503502,46f8,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(APP_READY, 10), data(ExperienceDetail)
2024-05-21T14:08:13.863Z,13.863633,1478,12 [DFLog::HttpTraceError] HttpResponse(#209 0000029F37DB3E70) time:154.0ms (net:153.4ms callback:0.0ms timeInRetryQueue:0.0ms)status:403 Forbidden bodySize:145 url:{ "https://games.roblox.com/v1/games/4827815098/social-links/list" } ip:128.116.44.3 external:0 numberOfTimesRetried:0
2024-05-21T14:08:13.864Z,13.864635,2124,6 [FLog::Warning] Warning: HTTP error url:`https://games.roblox.com/v1/games/4827815098/social-links/list\`
2024-05-21T14:08:13.864Z,13.864635,2124,6 [FLog::Warning] Warning: HTTP error code:`403`
2024-05-21T14:08:13.864Z,13.864635,2124,6 [FLog::Warning] Warning: HTTP error body:`{"errors":[{"code":3,"message":"Only users who are over twelve years of age may view social links.","userFacingMessage":"Something went wrong"}]}`
2024-05-21T14:08:13.881Z,13.881659,46f8,6 [FLog::Warning] Warning: Unhandled Promise rejection:
table: 0x346dea18df26c33d
CoreGui.RobloxGui.Modules.LuaApp.Thunks.Games.ApiFetchGameSocialLinks:19
CorePackages.Packages._Index.Rodux.Rodux.makeThunkMiddleware:18
CorePackages.Packages._Index.Rodux.Rodux.makeThunkMiddleware:17
CorePackages.Packages._Index.Rodux.Rodux.Store:116
CoreGui.RobloxGui.Modules.LuaApp.Thunks.Games.FetchGameDetailsPageData:95 function startSecondClassFetchPromises
CoreGui.RobloxGui.Modules.LuaApp.Thunks.Games.FetchGameDetailsPageData:184
CorePackages.Packages._Index.Promise340.Promise340:175 function runExecutor
CorePackages.Packages._Index.Promise340.Promise340:184
2024-05-21T14:08:15.303Z,15.303412,2124,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(APP_READY, 10), data(GenericWebPage)
2024-05-21T14:08:15.364Z,15.364557,385c,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] WebProtocol OpenBrowser
2024-05-21T14:08:19.149Z,19.149271,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] launchUGCGame: (stage:LuaApp).
2024-05-21T14:08:19.149Z,19.149271,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] launchUGCGameInternal
2024-05-21T14:08:19.150Z,19.150272,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] applyLocale
2024-05-21T14:08:19.155Z,19.155279,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] [_DataModelPatch] Retrieving patch
2024-05-21T14:08:19.155Z,19.155279,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] getCachedPatch DataModelPatchConfig : type=1, assetId=5345954812, assetVersion=8905, maxAppVersion=625, localAssetURI=rbxasset://models/DataModelPatch/DataModelPatch.rbxm
2024-05-21T14:08:19.155Z,19.155279,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] getCachedPatch : numAttempts=10
2024-05-21T14:08:19.155Z,19.155279,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] getCachedPatch : contentId=rbxasset://models/DataModelPatch/DataModelPatch.rbxm
2024-05-21T14:08:19.155Z,19.155279,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] getCachedPatch : get patch from content provider for Model
2024-05-21T14:08:19.156Z,19.156281,3f68,100 [FLog::DataModelPatchConfigurer] deserializeAndVerifyPatch with blake3
2024-05-21T14:08:19.161Z,19.161741,2124,6 [FLog::WindowsLuaApp] Application did receive notification, type(APP_READY, 10), data(ExperienceDetail)
2024-05-21T14:08:19.627Z,19.627350,3f68,6,Info [FLog::Audio] OutputDevice 0: Kaiuttimet (Razer Kraken V3 X) [USB] 48000/2
2024-05-21T14:08:19.652Z,19.652264,3f68,6 [FLog::Audio] InputDevice 0: Microphone (Razer Kraken V3 X)({{7a43ddc8-ecbf-4f13-9e9dd1d28a8b15a1}}) 48000/2/4
2024-05-21T14:08:19.652Z,19.652264,3f68,6 [FLog::Audio] InputDevice 1: Mikrofoni (Steam Streaming Microphone)({{15617781-f46e-4b6d-9ebb182fafecb69e}}) 44100/1/4
2024-05-21T14:08:19.669Z,19.669367,3f68,6 [FLog::VIPTeleport] new DM, after gameLoadedSignal connect
2024-05-21T14:08:19.676Z,19.676414,3f68,6 [FLog::UGCGameController] UGCGameController, initialized DataModel(0000029F38921970)
2024-05-21T14:08:19.676Z,19.676414,3f68,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] GameJoinUtil::joinGame
2024-05-21T14:08:19.677Z,19.677422,3f68,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] GameJoinUtil::joinGamePostPrivateServer: URL: https://gamejoin.roblox.com/v1/join-private-game BODY: {"placeId":13928941253,"gameJoinAttemptId":"4809a4e1-5e03-4d11-8214-9499d0958a19","accessCode":"a7d6eee6-4293-4665-9a3a-ff3040b2dddc"}
2024-05-21T14:08:19.677Z,19.677422,385c,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::enableVR
2024-05-21T14:08:19.677Z,19.677422,3f68,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] GameJoinUtil::makePlaceLauncherRequest: requestCount: 0, url: https://gamejoin.roblox.com/v1/join-private-game.
2024-05-21T14:08:19.677Z,19.677422,3f68,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] Delaying request by 0.00 seconds
2024-05-21T14:08:19.678Z,19.678429,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] [_:1]::replaceDataModel: (stage:3, window = 0xd0800) [tid:0x29f7d577540]
2024-05-21T14:08:19.678Z,19.678429,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController[_:1]::pause dataModel(0000029F1E5424B0), view(0000029F25AAB2A0), destroyView:0.
2024-05-21T14:08:19.678Z,19.678429,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] stop
2024-05-21T14:08:19.678Z,19.678429,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] drainRenderingJobs
2024-05-21T14:08:19.680Z,19.680443,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob[_:1]::~RenderJob
2024-05-21T14:08:19.696Z,19.696554,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController[_:1]::start dataModel(0000029F38921970)
2024-05-21T14:08:19.696Z,19.696554,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob[_:2]::RenderJob
2024-05-21T14:08:19.696Z,19.696554,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController[_:1]::run dataModel(0000029F38921970)
2024-05-21T14:08:19.696Z,19.696554,3f68,6 [FLog::SingleSurfaceApp] setStage: (stage:UGCGame)
2024-05-21T14:08:19.758Z,19.758978,385c,6 [FLog::UGCGameController] Game Scripts are loaded
2024-05-21T14:08:19.758Z,19.758978,385c,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob::stepDataModelJob: No DM yet. Continue...
2024-05-21T14:08:19.759Z,19.759975,3f68,6 [FLog::SurfaceController] SurfaceController::RenderJob::scheduleRender: No data model. Bind workspace now...
2024-05-21T14:08:20.140Z,20.140045,2124,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] GameJoinUtil::makePlaceLauncherRequest, response:
{"jobId":"c5785430-a54d-462f-9d21-f12d254df339","status":2,"statusData":null,"joinScriptUrl":"https://assetgame.roblox.com/Game/Join.ashx?ticketVersion=2&ticket={\\"UserId\\"%3a2260486916%2c\\"UserName\\"%3a\\"joonuska8\\"%2c\\"DisplayName\\"%3a\\"JonskuZ10\\"%2c\\"CharacterFetchUrl\\"%3a\\"https%3a%2f%2fapi.roblox.com%2fv1.1%2favatar-fetch%2f%3fplaceId%3d13928941253%26userId%3d2260486916\\"%2c\\"GameId\\"%3a\\"c5785430-a54d-462f-9d21-f12d254df339\\"%2c\\"PlaceId\\"%3a13928941253%2c\\"UniverseId\\"%3a4827815098%2c\\"ServerId\\"%3a1047938%2c\\"ServerPort\\"%3a60803%2c\\"IsTeleport\\"%3afalse%2c\\"FollowUserId\\"%3anull%2c\\"TimeStamp\\"%3a\\"05%2f21%2f2024+14%3a08%3a17\\"%2c\\"CharacterAppearanceId\\"%3a2260486916%2c\\"AlternateName\\"%3anull%2c\\"JoinTypeId\\"%3a4%2c\\"MatchmakingDecisionId\\"%3anull%2c\\"GameJoinMetadata\\"%3a{\\"JoinSource\\"%3a0%2c\\"RequestType\\"%3a1%2c\\"MatchmakingDecisionId\\"%3a\\"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000\\"%2
2024-05-21T14:08:20.140Z,20.140045,2124,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] Game join succeeded.
2024-05-21T14:08:20.140Z,20.140045,2124,6 [FLog::GameJoinUtil] GameJoinUtil::processing join parameters
2024-05-21T14:08:20.141Z,20.141043,2124,7 [FLog::Network] NetworkClient:Create
2024-05-21T14:08:20.142Z,20.142040,2124,10 [DFLog::KeyRing] Parsed config created at: 11:59 4/1/2024.
2024-05-21T14:08:20.145Z,20.145037,2124,6 [FLog::Output] AnalyticsSessionId is 0f0560f6-633c-4931-ba8a-455dadb87ce7.
2024-05-21T14:08:20.146Z,20.146034,2124,6 [FLog::Output] ! Joining game 'c5785430-a54d-462f-9d21-f12d254df339' place 13928941253 at 10.17.7.155
2024-05-21T14:08:20.146Z,20.146034,2124,6 [FLog::GameJoinLoadTime] Report game_join_loadtime: placeid:13928941253, join_time:0.99978098400089976394, universeid:4827815098, referral_page:GameDetailPageJSHybridEvent, sid:0f0560f6-633c-4931-ba8a-455dadb87ce7, clienttime:1716300499.8559999466, userid:2260486916,
2024-05-21T14:08:20.149Z,20.149029,2124,7 [FLog::Network] Client will attempt to connect following server endpoints with threadSleepTime(-1)
2024-05-21T14:08:20.149Z,20.149029,2124,7 [FLog::Network] UDMUX Address = 128.116.21.33, Port = 60803 RCC Server Address = 10.17.7.155, Port = 60803
2024-05-21T14:08:20.150Z,20.150028,2124,7 [FLog::Network] binding socket on inaddr_any:0
2024-05-21T14:08:20.162Z,20.162868,2124,6 [FLog::Output] Connecting to UDMUX server 128.116.21.33:60803, and RCC server 10.17.7.155:60803
2024-05-21T14:08:20.362Z,20.362783,46f8,6 [FLog::Output] Connection accepted from 128.116.21.3360803
2024-05-21T14:08:20.365Z,20.365788,46f8,7 [FLog::Network] serverId: 128.116.21.3360803
2024-05-21T14:08:20.366Z,20.366791,46f8,7 [FLog::Network] Replicator created for player 128.116.21.3360803
2024-05-21T14:08:20.366Z,20.366791,46f8,7 [FLog::Network] Replicator created: 0000029F50335670
2024-05-21T14:08:20.694Z,20.694845,2124,7 [FLog::Network] Time taken to initialize schema = 12.483300 ms
2024-05-21T14:08:20.696Z,20.696840,2124,7 [FLog::Network] Assigned peer id = 4
2024-05-21T14:08:20.697Z,20.697836,2124,7 [FLog::Network] Join snapshot timer: 1.500500
2024-05-21T14:08:23.614Z,23.614683,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SmoothCluster::initSolidTextures()
2024-05-21T14:08:23.614Z,23.614683,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] Terrain TextureArray 512x512, arraySize: 36, mip: 10
2024-05-21T14:08:24.203Z,24.203489,1cac,6 [FLog::Error] Asset (Image) "https://assetdelivery.roblox.com/v1/asset?id=0" load failed in Workspace.Map.Map.BossZone.BossIslandsDECO.Boss8Deco.BossDec.bossshrimp.Shrimp.Body.Part.Mesh.TextureId: Request failed
2024-05-21T14:08:26.452Z,26.452301,46f8,6 [FLog::Warning] Warning: Infinite yield possible on 'RobloxReplicatedStorage:WaitForChild("RequestDeviceCameraCFrame")'
2024-05-21T14:08:26.452Z,26.452301,46f8,6 [FLog::Output] Info: Stack Begin
2024-05-21T14:08:26.452Z,26.452301,46f8,6 [FLog::Output] Info: Script 'CoreGui.RobloxGui.CoreScripts/PlayerView', Line 5
2024-05-21T14:08:26.452Z,26.452301,46f8,6 [FLog::Output] Info: Stack End
2024-05-21T14:08:36.058Z,36.058613,385c,6 [FLog::VIPTeleport] made it to inside gameLoadedSignal without teleportParams
2024-05-21T14:08:36.072Z,36.072498,385c,6 [FLog::Output] Server RobloxGitHash: d2f995026f4963b40bd37e1eada84a7698834d8f
2024-05-21T14:08:36.072Z,36.072498,385c,6 [FLog::Output] Server Prefix: 0.625.0.6250509_20240521T140601Z_RCC_16ba8
2024-05-21T14:08:36.073Z,36.073490,385c,6 [FLog::VIPTeleport] create! we were able to get the vip on client: a7d6eee6-4293-4665-9a3a-ff3040b2dddc placeid: 13928941253
2024-05-21T14:08:37.018Z,37.018616,385c,6,Info [FLog::VoiceChatLogs] [C:\buildAgent\work\ci_ninja_client-x64_git\Client\App\v8datamodel\src\VoiceChatService.cpp:L497] VoiceChatService::IsVoiceEnabledForUserIdAsync caching new value: false
2024-05-21T14:08:59.514Z,59.514191,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SceneManager: resizing main targets to 1920x1009
2024-05-21T14:09:02.015Z,62.015125,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SceneManager: resizing main targets to 1920x1009
2024-05-21T14:09:04.512Z,64.512604,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] SceneManager: resizing main targets to 1920x1009
2024-05-21T14:10:01.557Z,121.557869,1478,6 [FLog::Output] Settings Date header was Tue, 21 May 2024 14:09:59 GMT
2024-05-21T14:10:01.557Z,121.557869,1478,6 [FLog::Output] Settings Date timestamp is 1716300599
2024-05-21T14:10:21.329Z,141.329895,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:26.329Z,146.329269,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:31.329Z,151.329605,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:36.328Z,156.328629,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:36.355Z,156.355270,1478,6 [DFLog::SignalRCoreError] ID: 1 Disconnected - Websocket closed
2024-05-21T14:10:41.329Z,161.329422,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:46.330Z,166.330185,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:51.328Z,171.328995,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:10:56.329Z,176.329788,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:01.330Z,181.330475,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:06.330Z,186.330658,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:11.330Z,191.330292,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:16.331Z,196.331696,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:21.331Z,201.331482,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:26.331Z,206.331696,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:31.330Z,211.330429,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:36.331Z,216.331345,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:41.331Z,221.331284,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:46.332Z,226.332275,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:51.331Z,231.331390,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:11:56.331Z,236.331772,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:12:01.332Z,241.332123,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
2024-05-21T14:12:01.760Z,241.760773,1478,6 [FLog::Output] Settings Date header was Tue, 21 May 2024 14:11:59 GMT
2024-05-21T14:12:01.761Z,241.761780,1478,6 [FLog::Output] Settings Date timestamp is 1716300719
2024-05-21T14:12:06.332Z,246.332657,3f68,6 [FLog::Graphics] WARNING: D3D Frame query timed out, has device hung?
specs:
gtx 980
i3-9100F
16 gb ram ddr4
please help.
2024.05.21 14:31 luckyboardbabe Need ideas for how to blend old tattoo into leg work
 | How can I make the text on my upper thigh blend with the rest of my thigh? Open to any possibilities submitted by luckyboardbabe to TattooDesigns [link] [comments] I’ve been getting my leg done into a sleeve. Calf work is super old, we’ve been working on my thigh first. I like how it’s coming along except hate how my existing thigh tattoos are clashing with the rest. The script on my upper thigh and the grave stone circled with stones on the outer thigh are both old tattoos. The script is what really bothers me. My artist thinks we should cover it with black dahlias. Although that might be nice and would surely cover it I think it might look like too much going on and also the many lines would be super painful in that area near my groin. For that reason my mind keeps going toward blacking it out and fading towards my inner thigh. I’ve also considered putting like a band of some kind around my whole upper thigh with a design that could hide the letters. Any ideas? |
2024.05.21 11:32 Vegetable_Respond_53 Cycles not rendering as expected
I'm a newb and am running through a YouTube tutorial series. The tutorial shows the Cycles render as clean and clear, whereas mine just makes the objects blend into the background. I am using a Spot light. Please kindly help.
Cycles
Settings
When rendered using Eevie
Also, if someone can tell me what this is, and how to clear it, I'd appreciate it! Thanks!
Dashed orange rectangle (unselectable)
*update: upon closer inspection, the small dashed rectangle displays the rendered view from Cycles. Is it related to the issue?
submitted by Vegetable_Respond_53 to blenderhelp [link] [comments]
Cycles
Settings
When rendered using Eevie
Also, if someone can tell me what this is, and how to clear it, I'd appreciate it! Thanks!
Dashed orange rectangle (unselectable)
*update: upon closer inspection, the small dashed rectangle displays the rendered view from Cycles. Is it related to the issue?
2024.05.21 10:49 toolszu How to create a image converter tools website in 2024 (Toolszu.com)
 | Creating an image converter website involves several steps, including designing the user interface, implementing backend logic for image processing, and deploying the website. Here’s a high-level overview of how you can achieve this: submitted by toolszu to Toolszu [link] [comments]
Image Converter.container { background-color: #fff; padding: 20px; border-radius: 8px; box-shadow: 0 0 10px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.1); } h1 { margin-bottom: 20px; } form { display: flex; flex-direction: column; } input, select, button { margin-bottom: 10px; padding: 10px; }JavaScript: Handle user interactions and AJAX requests.// script.js document.getElementById('upload-form').addEventListener('submit', async function(e) { e.preventDefault(); const fileInput = document.getElementById('file-input'); const formatSelect = document.getElementById('format-select'); const formData = new FormData(); formData.append('file', fileInput.files[0]); formData.append('format', formatSelect.value); const response = await fetch('/convert', { method: 'POST', body: formData }); const blob = await response.blob(); const url = URL.createObjectURL(blob); const output = document.getElementById('output'); output.innerHTML = `Download Converted Image`; });
@app.route('/convert', methods=['POST']) def convert_image(): file = request.files['file'] format = request.form['format'] img = Image.open(file.stream) img_io = io.BytesIO() img.save(img_io, format.upper()) img_io.seek(0) return send_file(img_io, mimetype=f'image/{format}', as_attachment=True, attachment_filename=f'converted.{format}') if name == 'main': app.run(debug=True)Express Example:// server.js const express = require('express'); const multer = require('multer'); const sharp = require('sharp'); const path = require('path'); const app = express(); const storage = multer.memoryStorage(); const upload = multer({ storage: storage }); app.post('/convert', upload.single('file'), async (req, res) => { const format = req.body.format; const image = sharp(req.file.buffer); const convertedImage = await image.toFormat(format).toBuffer(); res.set('Content-Disposition', attachment; filename=converted.${format}); res.set('Content-Type', image/${format}); res.send(convertedImage); }); app.listen(3000, () => { console.log('Server started on http://localhost:3000'); });
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2024.05.21 10:37 adr826 The Book of Shadows
The last memory I had of my grandfather was hearing him scream as the the shadows in the field began to surround him with thin, web like fibers. Then my mother picked me up and ran with me in her arms back into our old farm house.
My last memory, that is until last night, when I awakened to a tinkling bell in an unknown vault so immense I couldn't see the walls or the ceiling. Far away I saw a dull light and heard the faint tinkling of a bell, incessantly ringing. I followed the sound till I could see him on a throne, which seemed to have merged with his body, leaving only his fingers free.
The acrid scent of burning wax and a lurking fear clung to the borders of the dream, if a dream it was. There, in the dim candle glow, sat my grandfather, his weathered face, a thousand years older than when I'd last seen him, etched with a desperate urgency. The same face I'd last seen contorted in a scream as he was swallowed by the shadows that had consumed him years ago.
"Elias," his voice, as dry as the dust that blanketed his entire body, said "You must listen. The darkness… it returns. Stronger this time." Terror struck my heart like a dagger, the memory of that horrifying night vivid even after all these years.
He pointed to a small table, on top of which lay an ancient leather book. "The Book of Repelling Shadows," he whispered. "Hidden all these years in my library… find the spell. You'll know it by the seven ravens on the preceding page. Recite it, Elias. It's the only way to banish the darkness and save yourself from my terrible fate. Go!!"
The dream dissolved, I awoke in a cold sweat, back in my bed. My heart pounded, like a drum, a rhythm of dread mixed with a sliver of desperate hope. I knew I must find the book or suffer the same choking embrace of eldritch shadows that had cursed our family for generations. Had my grandfather finally learned the secret to banish them forever? I had to find that book before they returned to claim me.
The book was, as He'd said it would be, in the family library. Written in an strange tongue, I frantically turned page after page till I discovered a page, on which were drawn seven ravens. On the opposite page there was written a single spell. The script was a simple gothic alphabet which I could recite, even though the language was unfamiliar.
Days bled into nights as I poured over the archaic script, the cryptic letters writhing like snakes before my sleep-deprived eyes. The passage was an incantation which seemed to promise the banishment of shadows. Relief washed over me, freedom from the ancient curse within my grasp. Tomorrow, I would face the darkness, armed with my grandfather's book.
The next night, I stood in the field behind the farmhouse. The moon was casting long, menacing shadows across the grass. Clutching the book, my voice trembled as I began the chant. The shadows seemed to peer into me, responding to the power of the words. Then, a flicker in the corner of my eye. A single tendril of darkness began to creep back from me, melting into the others.
Suddenly, I felt powerful even joyous as I recited the passages. I'd done it. I'd outwitted the very essence of darkness, using the power of the grimoire in my grandfathers library to turn it back. But as I closed the book , a flicker of unease sparked in my mind.
The symbols on the cover seemed different somehow. The incantation I'd recited sounded wrong as it paused, seeming to hang in the air . Anxiety began to overtake me, I felt a cold fear creeping down my spine. The shadows, weren't retreating as I believed but were surging forward with a malevolent hunger.
Frantic, I flipped through the pages, searching for the passage, the one that had repelled the darkness. But there were no ravens to be found, only a chilling emptiness where the spell had been moments ago. In my desperation, a horrifying realization dawned. This wasn't the Book of Banishing Shadows. It had never been.
The reality crashed over me like a tidal wave. My grandfather had been dead long ago. That old man on the throne wasnt him. All along, I'd been an unwitting pawn, duped by the darkness itself into unleashing the very thing I feared the most. The shadows I'd "banished" were now dancing joyously, in the pale moonlight.
My scream, lost in the encroaching darkness, was the last sound the world would ever hear from me. I was slowly being enveloped by the very shadows I so naively believed I'd repelled. The book, now fallen at my feet, in a cruel mockery of hope, lay closed. Its true title now plain to see in the last rays of the setting moon - The Book of Summoning Shadows.
submitted by adr826 to scarystories [link] [comments]
My last memory, that is until last night, when I awakened to a tinkling bell in an unknown vault so immense I couldn't see the walls or the ceiling. Far away I saw a dull light and heard the faint tinkling of a bell, incessantly ringing. I followed the sound till I could see him on a throne, which seemed to have merged with his body, leaving only his fingers free.
The acrid scent of burning wax and a lurking fear clung to the borders of the dream, if a dream it was. There, in the dim candle glow, sat my grandfather, his weathered face, a thousand years older than when I'd last seen him, etched with a desperate urgency. The same face I'd last seen contorted in a scream as he was swallowed by the shadows that had consumed him years ago.
"Elias," his voice, as dry as the dust that blanketed his entire body, said "You must listen. The darkness… it returns. Stronger this time." Terror struck my heart like a dagger, the memory of that horrifying night vivid even after all these years.
He pointed to a small table, on top of which lay an ancient leather book. "The Book of Repelling Shadows," he whispered. "Hidden all these years in my library… find the spell. You'll know it by the seven ravens on the preceding page. Recite it, Elias. It's the only way to banish the darkness and save yourself from my terrible fate. Go!!"
The dream dissolved, I awoke in a cold sweat, back in my bed. My heart pounded, like a drum, a rhythm of dread mixed with a sliver of desperate hope. I knew I must find the book or suffer the same choking embrace of eldritch shadows that had cursed our family for generations. Had my grandfather finally learned the secret to banish them forever? I had to find that book before they returned to claim me.
The book was, as He'd said it would be, in the family library. Written in an strange tongue, I frantically turned page after page till I discovered a page, on which were drawn seven ravens. On the opposite page there was written a single spell. The script was a simple gothic alphabet which I could recite, even though the language was unfamiliar.
Days bled into nights as I poured over the archaic script, the cryptic letters writhing like snakes before my sleep-deprived eyes. The passage was an incantation which seemed to promise the banishment of shadows. Relief washed over me, freedom from the ancient curse within my grasp. Tomorrow, I would face the darkness, armed with my grandfather's book.
The next night, I stood in the field behind the farmhouse. The moon was casting long, menacing shadows across the grass. Clutching the book, my voice trembled as I began the chant. The shadows seemed to peer into me, responding to the power of the words. Then, a flicker in the corner of my eye. A single tendril of darkness began to creep back from me, melting into the others.
Suddenly, I felt powerful even joyous as I recited the passages. I'd done it. I'd outwitted the very essence of darkness, using the power of the grimoire in my grandfathers library to turn it back. But as I closed the book , a flicker of unease sparked in my mind.
The symbols on the cover seemed different somehow. The incantation I'd recited sounded wrong as it paused, seeming to hang in the air . Anxiety began to overtake me, I felt a cold fear creeping down my spine. The shadows, weren't retreating as I believed but were surging forward with a malevolent hunger.
Frantic, I flipped through the pages, searching for the passage, the one that had repelled the darkness. But there were no ravens to be found, only a chilling emptiness where the spell had been moments ago. In my desperation, a horrifying realization dawned. This wasn't the Book of Banishing Shadows. It had never been.
The reality crashed over me like a tidal wave. My grandfather had been dead long ago. That old man on the throne wasnt him. All along, I'd been an unwitting pawn, duped by the darkness itself into unleashing the very thing I feared the most. The shadows I'd "banished" were now dancing joyously, in the pale moonlight.
My scream, lost in the encroaching darkness, was the last sound the world would ever hear from me. I was slowly being enveloped by the very shadows I so naively believed I'd repelled. The book, now fallen at my feet, in a cruel mockery of hope, lay closed. Its true title now plain to see in the last rays of the setting moon - The Book of Summoning Shadows.
2024.05.21 07:59 Mullin_Pangolin Taylors reflected in Betty-James-August girl triangle
In light of the rich perspectives TTPD is giving us, the whole gaylor collective is shifting more into trying to interpret songs as the multitudes of Taylor conversing. And that was drilled into my mind enough that I got to reassessing the semi-cheating-justifier-trio storyline in folklore. And wow did it fit all too well.
So, Betty and James go way back, seemingly with intricately interwoven lives. When Betty felt undesired by everyone else, James treasured her. She knew there was only ever going to be James, even when James reluctantly left (“last train”). She still knew ultimately James would be back after all the thrill, all her curses, and she knew all this young (precocious, Anyone?), with absolute certainty, despite others assuming she was too young to know. James on the other hand, felt Betty was greatly wronged/betrayed by hehim bc she/he stepped out and went with august girl for a summer. August girl meanwhile tried to lure James away with her, lamenting how she thought she had hehim but she/he was never hers. All through the affair she was content with wanting, bc they were changing for the better and she lived for the hope of it all.
Noticeably all three were written in a somewhat sympathetic light. Betty described James’ leaving as almost reluctant/half-forced, with initially good intentions or at least after having fought tooth and nail for them (“last train”, “tried to change the ending”), despite James obviously wallowing in self-blame. August girl was simply struck with yearning and too naïvely hopeful. So what if it’s bc all three are her? Betty is the queer identity, James the chaser of success and happiness, august girl the Puppet Taylor.
Betty POV- queer identity Taylor- cardigan
August girl POV- Industry puppet Taylor- august
James POV- Chaser Taylor- betty
James and Betty started off together in cardigan, bc Taylor the chaser started off having her queer identity tightly in her hands while she pursued a musical career.
“Vintage tee, brand new phone / High heels on cobblestones”
“Sequin smile, black lipstick / Sensual politics” (Note: Reference to bleachella look?
All these a front, but Betty knew the real James, someone who cherished her queerness. Yet,
“A friend to all is a friend to none / Chase two girls, lose the one”
Chaser Taylor tried to please everyone and ended up a friend to none, not even a friend of Dorothea. She tried to chase after happiness in queer relationships and a successful career, but ends up losing the one that mattered the most.
“Playing hide-and-seek and / Giving me your weekends”
“Your heartbeat on the High Line / Once in 20 lifetimes”
“To kiss on cars and downtown bars” “You drew stars around my scars”
Chaser Taylor had to hide her queer identity, only being able to give Betty her non-work time, but they were still making it work. Here I see a montage of her recollections of her wlw relationships, and possibly why it seems to fit multiple muses, bc it’s an amalgamation of her embracing her queer identity in private. But then of course, she’s pulled apart from her queer identity after fighting valiantly. James had to leave Betty behind. “They” assume she knows nothing but she knew even then,
“…you’d linger like a tattoo kiss / …you’d haunt all of my what-ifs / The smell of smoke would hang around this long”
“I’d curse you for the longest time / Chasing shadows in the grocery line” (note: chasing shadows to hide maybe? also ref to Peter Pan again?
And she was right. Choices made by James continues to haunt her and bleed into everything she does. The smokes and mirrors put up by James restrict viable paths Betty can take to this day. But she also knows,
“…you’d miss me once the thrill expired / And you’d be standing in the front porch light”
Taylor knew the Chaser in her is going to be back to embrace her queer self. The plan she had was always to eventually be her queer self authentically, after the fame and glory wears off. Whether that’s fading out of spotlight and living as a queer woman openly but privately, or doing so publicly. I think that’s why she said in her mind Betty and James got their happily ever after. (Note: Also “front porch light” has been referenced how many times now? It’s linking “cardigan” back to TTPD’s “FOTS” and “Peter.” I’m calling them to all be about this theme. “The Alchemy” too, bc I’m heavily suspicious that one of the layers of that song is Peter being the one that’s come back and is now touching down, aside from the layer of Taylor coming back on tour after nearly five years.)
Another interesting thing is the question of why she chose a cardigan to represent her queer self being unwanted/discarded or accepted/wore with affection? And why white? Is it somehow a wordplay or pun?
Anyway, on to august.
Interesting how she never named august girl. Two reasons I settled on. One, august girl was never a real identity—she was a compromise for Pcareer reasons, a distraction/means for James that hurt Betty. But we’re sympathetic! Why? This brings us to reason two—she didn’t name her bc she also wanted to emphasize the month august. What happened and which august? Well, in August 2018, according to Billboard, her team proposed to Big Machine that her masters be sold back to her. Now there’s a whole new layer of that song also being about the failed buy back of her masters.
One layer: August girl aka Puppet PR Taylor lured James into bearding and aggressive PR-ing and who-knows-what-else, told her to “get in the car.” The getaway car maybe? First it was all tentative but then it got out of hand, and maybe it also put stress on her real relationships, having to “cancel plans just in case you’d call” and “meet me behind the mall” where they could be unseen and plot PR stunts. Or maybe that was hiding with her queer partner. Or it’s referring to being at the beck and call of whatever the industry demanded of her. Nevertheless she persevered, bc she thought things were changing for the better, and the wanting, living for the hope of it all was enough for her. She thought one day it’d be over, she could claim her Chaser side, the brand the Chaser built, and that hope kept her going. But no, “you were never mine.”
“So much for summer love and saying ‘us’ / Cause you weren’t mine to lose”
So much for the brand and image being in her name, when she owned none of it and wasn’t even free to lose it at will. She can’t even choose to lose the façade. (Note: Is this “us” also the book in the fortnight mv? The story of us?)
Another layer: Puppet PR Taylor stunting and enduring bullying/abuse in the industry in the hopes of one day taking control of her own brand. She wants to buy back the masters badly and claim the whole thing.
“Your back beneath the sun / Wishing I could write my name on it”
She literally wants to own James. Also her back catalogue, she wants that under her name. Now “cancel plans just in case you’d call and say ‘meet me behind the mall’” becomes waiting for the call to come for her to finally acquire her life’s work. All the “it was never mine”, “you were never mine” now seem doubly bitter, wistful and hopeless. “For me it was enough” seems impossibly naïve and resigned. “For the hope of it all” seems like incredibly ill-placed faith in now-bittersweet innocence. So yes, we are extremely sympathetic to august girl.
(Note: Also, the Spotify reel for august is the colored, close up on Taylor version of the epiphany reel. Perhaps epiphany has another layer that symbolizes fighting to complete exhaustion and witnessing horrible ends around her in the industry, and just praying for some enlightenment?)
Last, James’ POV in betty.
I found it quite funny that there was the line saying James was “walking home on broken cobblestones” and the Spotify reel is Taylor walking on a short wall of stones. Top tier humor. Also are the broken cobblestones also the broken yellow brick road? Anyway. The first line about switching homerooms made me think of changing labels immediately. Like maybe Betty could’t bear the bullying and forced closeting that James was willing to endure anymore. Or maybe it’s about her queer Identity just having checked out and compartmentalized so deeply away that she feels a keen divide btw the career-driven part of her and her queer identity. I can’t quite wrap my head around what the betrayal getting back to Betty via rumors from a sketchy source is paralleling, so for now I’m just chalking it up to storytelling purposes. I think it means something important to the story here tho.
The line about leading to the garden does call back to numerous lyrics seemingly referencing it as a place of real, authentic joy and happiness. She’s asking if she turned around and embraced her queer self now, will she find that happiness (again)? And again, “will you kiss me on the porch”? The porch is mentioned yet again.She said “it was just a summer thing” and “I dreamt of you all summer long,” bc all while she chased success losing herself to the PR, she never stopped dreaming of being true to her queer identity. And she knows where it all went wrong:
“Your favorite song was playing / From the far side of the gymI was nowhere to be found / I hate the crowds, you know that / Plus, I saw you dance with him”
I feel like this is alluding to the fact that she felt there was no place for her beside Betty in public. She hates the crowds—the public eye. She can’t embrace her queer self in public, plus she saw how dancing with “him” was acceptable in the crowd. So when the getaway car came, promising all sorts of things, she got in.
And finally, the line,
“I’m only 17, I don’t know anything / But I know I miss you”
2020 was the year folklore came out. 17 years before that was 2003, the year Taylor’s family moved to Nashville for her to try for a career. James was 17 bc her chase for a career started 17 years ago, and that’s when she was born.
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So, Betty and James go way back, seemingly with intricately interwoven lives. When Betty felt undesired by everyone else, James treasured her. She knew there was only ever going to be James, even when James reluctantly left (“last train”). She still knew ultimately James would be back after all the thrill, all her curses, and she knew all this young (precocious, Anyone?), with absolute certainty, despite others assuming she was too young to know. James on the other hand, felt Betty was greatly wronged/betrayed by hehim bc she/he stepped out and went with august girl for a summer. August girl meanwhile tried to lure James away with her, lamenting how she thought she had hehim but she/he was never hers. All through the affair she was content with wanting, bc they were changing for the better and she lived for the hope of it all.
Noticeably all three were written in a somewhat sympathetic light. Betty described James’ leaving as almost reluctant/half-forced, with initially good intentions or at least after having fought tooth and nail for them (“last train”, “tried to change the ending”), despite James obviously wallowing in self-blame. August girl was simply struck with yearning and too naïvely hopeful. So what if it’s bc all three are her? Betty is the queer identity, James the chaser of success and happiness, august girl the Puppet Taylor.
Betty POV- queer identity Taylor- cardigan
August girl POV- Industry puppet Taylor- august
James POV- Chaser Taylor- betty
James and Betty started off together in cardigan, bc Taylor the chaser started off having her queer identity tightly in her hands while she pursued a musical career.
“Vintage tee, brand new phone / High heels on cobblestones”
“Sequin smile, black lipstick / Sensual politics” (Note: Reference to bleachella look?
All these a front, but Betty knew the real James, someone who cherished her queerness. Yet,
“A friend to all is a friend to none / Chase two girls, lose the one”
Chaser Taylor tried to please everyone and ended up a friend to none, not even a friend of Dorothea. She tried to chase after happiness in queer relationships and a successful career, but ends up losing the one that mattered the most.
“Playing hide-and-seek and / Giving me your weekends”
“Your heartbeat on the High Line / Once in 20 lifetimes”
“To kiss on cars and downtown bars” “You drew stars around my scars”
Chaser Taylor had to hide her queer identity, only being able to give Betty her non-work time, but they were still making it work. Here I see a montage of her recollections of her wlw relationships, and possibly why it seems to fit multiple muses, bc it’s an amalgamation of her embracing her queer identity in private. But then of course, she’s pulled apart from her queer identity after fighting valiantly. James had to leave Betty behind. “They” assume she knows nothing but she knew even then,
“…you’d linger like a tattoo kiss / …you’d haunt all of my what-ifs / The smell of smoke would hang around this long”
“I’d curse you for the longest time / Chasing shadows in the grocery line” (note: chasing shadows to hide maybe? also ref to Peter Pan again?
And she was right. Choices made by James continues to haunt her and bleed into everything she does. The smokes and mirrors put up by James restrict viable paths Betty can take to this day. But she also knows,
“…you’d miss me once the thrill expired / And you’d be standing in the front porch light”
Taylor knew the Chaser in her is going to be back to embrace her queer self. The plan she had was always to eventually be her queer self authentically, after the fame and glory wears off. Whether that’s fading out of spotlight and living as a queer woman openly but privately, or doing so publicly. I think that’s why she said in her mind Betty and James got their happily ever after. (Note: Also “front porch light” has been referenced how many times now? It’s linking “cardigan” back to TTPD’s “FOTS” and “Peter.” I’m calling them to all be about this theme. “The Alchemy” too, bc I’m heavily suspicious that one of the layers of that song is Peter being the one that’s come back and is now touching down, aside from the layer of Taylor coming back on tour after nearly five years.)
Another interesting thing is the question of why she chose a cardigan to represent her queer self being unwanted/discarded or accepted/wore with affection? And why white? Is it somehow a wordplay or pun?
Anyway, on to august.
Interesting how she never named august girl. Two reasons I settled on. One, august girl was never a real identity—she was a compromise for Pcareer reasons, a distraction/means for James that hurt Betty. But we’re sympathetic! Why? This brings us to reason two—she didn’t name her bc she also wanted to emphasize the month august. What happened and which august? Well, in August 2018, according to Billboard, her team proposed to Big Machine that her masters be sold back to her. Now there’s a whole new layer of that song also being about the failed buy back of her masters.
One layer: August girl aka Puppet PR Taylor lured James into bearding and aggressive PR-ing and who-knows-what-else, told her to “get in the car.” The getaway car maybe? First it was all tentative but then it got out of hand, and maybe it also put stress on her real relationships, having to “cancel plans just in case you’d call” and “meet me behind the mall” where they could be unseen and plot PR stunts. Or maybe that was hiding with her queer partner. Or it’s referring to being at the beck and call of whatever the industry demanded of her. Nevertheless she persevered, bc she thought things were changing for the better, and the wanting, living for the hope of it all was enough for her. She thought one day it’d be over, she could claim her Chaser side, the brand the Chaser built, and that hope kept her going. But no, “you were never mine.”
“So much for summer love and saying ‘us’ / Cause you weren’t mine to lose”
So much for the brand and image being in her name, when she owned none of it and wasn’t even free to lose it at will. She can’t even choose to lose the façade. (Note: Is this “us” also the book in the fortnight mv? The story of us?)
Another layer: Puppet PR Taylor stunting and enduring bullying/abuse in the industry in the hopes of one day taking control of her own brand. She wants to buy back the masters badly and claim the whole thing.
“Your back beneath the sun / Wishing I could write my name on it”
She literally wants to own James. Also her back catalogue, she wants that under her name. Now “cancel plans just in case you’d call and say ‘meet me behind the mall’” becomes waiting for the call to come for her to finally acquire her life’s work. All the “it was never mine”, “you were never mine” now seem doubly bitter, wistful and hopeless. “For me it was enough” seems impossibly naïve and resigned. “For the hope of it all” seems like incredibly ill-placed faith in now-bittersweet innocence. So yes, we are extremely sympathetic to august girl.
(Note: Also, the Spotify reel for august is the colored, close up on Taylor version of the epiphany reel. Perhaps epiphany has another layer that symbolizes fighting to complete exhaustion and witnessing horrible ends around her in the industry, and just praying for some enlightenment?)
Last, James’ POV in betty.
I found it quite funny that there was the line saying James was “walking home on broken cobblestones” and the Spotify reel is Taylor walking on a short wall of stones. Top tier humor. Also are the broken cobblestones also the broken yellow brick road? Anyway. The first line about switching homerooms made me think of changing labels immediately. Like maybe Betty could’t bear the bullying and forced closeting that James was willing to endure anymore. Or maybe it’s about her queer Identity just having checked out and compartmentalized so deeply away that she feels a keen divide btw the career-driven part of her and her queer identity. I can’t quite wrap my head around what the betrayal getting back to Betty via rumors from a sketchy source is paralleling, so for now I’m just chalking it up to storytelling purposes. I think it means something important to the story here tho.
The line about leading to the garden does call back to numerous lyrics seemingly referencing it as a place of real, authentic joy and happiness. She’s asking if she turned around and embraced her queer self now, will she find that happiness (again)? And again, “will you kiss me on the porch”? The porch is mentioned yet again.She said “it was just a summer thing” and “I dreamt of you all summer long,” bc all while she chased success losing herself to the PR, she never stopped dreaming of being true to her queer identity. And she knows where it all went wrong:
“Your favorite song was playing / From the far side of the gymI was nowhere to be found / I hate the crowds, you know that / Plus, I saw you dance with him”
I feel like this is alluding to the fact that she felt there was no place for her beside Betty in public. She hates the crowds—the public eye. She can’t embrace her queer self in public, plus she saw how dancing with “him” was acceptable in the crowd. So when the getaway car came, promising all sorts of things, she got in.
And finally, the line,
“I’m only 17, I don’t know anything / But I know I miss you”
2020 was the year folklore came out. 17 years before that was 2003, the year Taylor’s family moved to Nashville for her to try for a career. James was 17 bc her chase for a career started 17 years ago, and that’s when she was born.
2024.05.21 07:17 SirGalahad1401 chunks of water disappearing in certain (repeatable) conditions
I am dealing with a strange issue I hope someone might have experience with. My current modlist seems very stable and has everything I want, including grass lods. However, there are certain spots where, when water transitions between LOD and full model, it disappears.
This is what it looks like if I quickly go from anywhere on the "tamriel" worldspace to this specific point.
https://imgur.com/a/nCpngLN
However, even without restarting the game. If I simply fast travel to a city, then fast travel close to the point and go there, the water appears totally normal:
https://imgur.com/a/IThMOZr
Although I've been modding my skyrim for a long time, I must admit I still use LOOT to make my load order, and I don't know better than it does. Here is my current load order:
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Update.esm
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Sentinel + CC Netch Leather.esp
mihailmountainlion.esp
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mihailemperorpenguin.esp
LeapsOfFaith_LOTD_Patch.esp
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The Standing Sound Stones.esp
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Nilheim_MiscQuestExpansion.esp
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DBM_JaysusSwords_Patch.esp
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Lux Orbis - Ryn's Dragon Mounds.esp
Environs - Hroggars House.esp
Environs - Kolskeggr - Lux Orbis Patch.esp
Spaghetti's Orc Strongholds - AIO.esp
Environs - Riften Warehouse.esp
Lux Orbis - Embers XD patch.esp
mihailwhalebones.esp
Majestic Mountains - Creation Club Landscape Patch.esp
BS Bruma - MM Patch.esp
RU_CityTreesSE_Whiterun_Addon0.esp
BSHeartland - No Custom Map Markers.esp
Abyss.esp
DBM_Missives_Patch.esp
USMP - LOTD patch.esp
Whiterun Market - JK skyrim patch.esp
Spaghetti's Faction Halls - AIO - USSEP Patch.esp
Eli_InigoBloodchillPatch.esp
RU_CityTreesSE_Solitude_Addon0.esp
Eli_Landscape Fixes Hendraheim Patch.esp
Environs - Western Watchtower - Lux Orbis Patch.esp
Natural Waterfalls - SLaWF Patch.esp
Lux Via - Ryn's Standing Stones patch.esp
Lux Orbis - Arms of Chaos CC.esp
Markarth Entrance and Farm Overhaul - USSEP patch.esp
Spaghetti's Solstheim - AIO.esp
Armors of the Velothi.esp
Lux Orbis - USMP Patch.esp
Environs - Hroggars House - Lux Orbis Patch.esp
Unmarked Locations Pack - Fixes.esp
Landscape and Water Fixes - Patch - Alternative Armors - Elven Hunter.esp
VolkiharSoundscapeOverhaul.esp
Lux Via - JK's Skyrim Patch.esp
MBW Dragon Souls to Perk Points.esp
1FlutedArmor - Shield and Broadsword by Xtudo.esp
LOTD Unique Border Gates Patch.esp
RU_CityTreesSE_Markarth_Addon0.esp
MCMHelper.esp
QuickLootEE.esp
BetterThirdPersonSelection.esp
SkyHUD.esp
UntarnishedUI_Blur.esp
UntarnishedUI_Subtitle.esp
MoonsAndStars.esp
ENB Light.esp
Lux Via - Blended Roads Bridges Texture sets.esp
Lux Orbis - Bow of Shadow CC.esp
Lux Orbis - Lord's Mail CC.esp
Lux Orbis - Saturalia CC.esp
Lux Orbis - Spell Knight Armor CC.esp
Natural Waterfalls - LFfGM Patch.esp
Landscape and Water Fixes - Patch - Hendraheim.esp
Lux Orbis - Environs - Greenwood Shack Patch.esp
Lux Via - CC Farming Patch.esp
Embers XD - Patch - Goldenhills Plantation.esp
Embers XD - Fire Magick Add-On.esp
NAT - Patch - Rudy ENB.esp
TrueDirectionalMovement.esp
Precision.esp
SkyClimb.esp
ArtificerXav.esp
Eli_SMIM-Hendraheim-Patch.esp
Simplicity of Snow - Dwemer Sanctuary Patch.esp
Simplicity of Snow.esp
CBBE.esp
DynamicDungeonLoot.esp
ValhallaCombat.esp
HandtoHand.esp
Arena.esp
Additional Dremora Faces.esp
Vigilant Voiced.esp
Inigo Riding Patch.esp
Horse Whistle Key Lite.esp
AcousticTemplateFixes_CC_Farming.esp
AcousticTemplateFixes_CC_Seducers.esp
AcousticTemplateFixes_ReverbInteriorSounds.esp
Reverb Interior Sounds Expansion_VolumeSlider_Rain.esp
Reverb Interior Sounds Expansion_VolumeSlider_Thunder.esp
DeadlySpellImpacts.esp
DeadlySpellImpacts Transparency Fix.esp
RaceMenu.esp
RaceMenuPlugin.esp
RichMerchantsSkyrim_x10.esp
Rielle Objects Secured.esp
ChillwindDephts.esp
evgSIRENROOTthecausepatch.esp
evgSIRENROOTtraversalpatch.esp
Bandit Lines Expansion.esp
Civil War Lines Expansion.esp
Forsworn and Thalmor Lines Expansion.esp
Vampire Lines Expansion.esp
Brawl Lines Expansion.esp
Additional Dremora Faces - CC The Cause Patch.esp
Additional Dremora Faces - Mysticism Patch.esp
Dremora Lines Expansion.esp
TimingIsEverything.esp
NARC SE for Vanilla.esp
Stamina of Steeds.esp
EnchantableSpecialItemFix_Gaunt.esp
EnchantableSpecialItemFix_USSEP.esp
Extended Guard Dialogue.esp
Eli_HomeinaHat.esp
Apothecary - Fishing Patch.esp
Apothecary - Rare Curios Patch.esp
Apothecary - Saints & Seducers Patch.esp
SmoothJumpINISettings.esp
Abyss - Adamant Patch.esp
Bloodmoon.esp
Ascension.esp
Desecration.esp
Stellaris.esp
Stellaris - Adamant Patch.esp
EVGConditionalIdles.esp
Lunaris.esp
Arclight.esp
Flames of Coldharbour.esp
Flames of Coldharbour - Adamant Patch.esp
Reanimated Detector.esp
Keytrace.esp
FNIS.esp
TKDodgeSE sound.esp
dD - Enhanced Blood Main.esp
Dynamic Impact - Slash Effects X.esp
Dynamic Impact - Slash Effects X-03EBT_ISC.esp
AOS_EBT Patch.esp
dD-Larger Splatter Size.esp
The Whispering Door - Quest Expansion.esp
The Whispering Door QE - USSEP Patch.esp
Belethor's Sister.esp
CRH_USSEP Patch.esp
The Whispering Door QE - EVGAT Patch.esp
Innocence Lost QE - USSEP Patch.esp
NPCs React To Invisibility.esp
NPCs React To Invisibility - Bow of Shadows Patch.esp
CarriageAndStableDialogues.esp
Wild Horses - Dialogues.esp
Animals Swim.esp
Sleeping Expanded.esp
Use Those Blankets.esp
NPCs React To Necromancy.esp
NPCs React To Necromancy - No Consequences.esp
NPCs_Wear_Amulets_Of_Mara.esp
Immersive Rejections.esp
JustBlood.esp
SunAffectsNPCVampires.esp
SunAffectsNPCVampires - ExcludeFriendlies.esp
DynamicMercenaryFees.esp
StoreDoorbells.esp
Whiterun Watchtower Doesnt Start Broken - Siberpunks Cut.esp
TheEyesOfBeauty.esp
The Eyes Of Beauty - Elves Edition.esp
Chest Variants.esp
Spaghetti's Palaces - AIO.esp
Shaders of Solstheim.esp
XPMSE.esp
FSMPM - The FSMP MCM.esp
_Fuse00_ArmorRaven.esp
Vampire Armor Expansion.esp
Armors of the Velothi - Ashlander Seer And Indoril Wayfarer Crafting.esp
AOTV_Beast_Helms.esp
blendedshrooms.esp
Dynamic Things Alternative.esp
RadiantRequirements.esp
Apothecary - Wyrmstooth Patch.esp
Apothecary - Bruma Patch.esp
Simplicity of Snow - BSBruma Patch.esp
Water for ENB - Patch - Beyond Skyrim.esp
Water for ENB - Patch - Wyrmstooth.esp
DBM_Adamant_Patch.esp
DBM_DDL_Patch.esp
DBM_ISC_Patch.esp
DBM_SMIM_Patch.esp
Lore Weapon Expansion.esp
Leveling Freedom.esp
UniqueDragonPriests_XB.esp
ForswornRetexture Unique Armor of the Old Gods.esp
ReadingIsGood.esp
NPCsReactToFrenzy.esp
evgmodularSMPhair.esp
Shrubbery Symphony Enhanced Greenery.esp
Rally's Common Furniture.esp
JS Dragon Claws - Wyrmstooth Patch.esp
Skyking Soul Gems.esp
Unmarked Locations Pack - Sovngarde.esp
Unmarked Locations Pack - Forgotten Vale.esp
Unmarked Locations Pack - Soul Cairn.esp
WIZ_FoscsF.esp
GDOS - Splendid Mechanized Dwemer Door.esp
Origins Of Forest - 3D Forest Grass.esp
Rudy Nordic Pottery SSE.esp
RallysAnimMarket.esp
Diverse Campfires BOS.esp
BlendedRoads.esp
Skoglendi Tweaks.esp
HYORFishing&SurvivalPatch.esp
DBM_SkyTEST_Patch.esp
Fluffworks.esp
JKs Skyrim - Gray Cowl Patch.esp
MurderOfSongbirds.esp
WhalesOffTheCoast.esp
Stones of Solitude.esp
Fluffworks - CC Pets of Skyrim Patch.esp
Fluffworks - CC Wild Horse Patch.esp
WildwoodEchoes.esp
Lux Orbis - LotD JK's Skyrim patch.esp
GDOS - Glorious Solitude Door - Rotation Fix.esp
USMP - AI Overhaul patch.esp
USMP - Timing is Everything patch.esp
USMP - USCCCP patch.esp
JKs Bannered Mare - Immersion Patch.esp
JKs Drunken Huntsman - Civil War Champions Patch.esp
JKs Drunken Huntsman - USSEP Patch.esp
Ryn's Snazzy Last Vigil - Ebony Warrior Overhaul.esp
NPCs Take Cover.esp
DBM_JKBannered_Patch.esp
Water for ENB - Patch - JKs Bannered Mare.esp
SOS MM.esp
BlackreachEerieAmbience.esp
DistantDragonRoars.esp
Embers XD - Patch - Beyond Skyrim - Bruma.esp
Lunaris - Adamant Patch.esp
Desecration - Adamant Patch.esp
Rally's Crates.esp
Vigilant CBBE Patch.esp
Rally's Nord War Horns - Unique Torygg's Horn.esp
DBM_JKDrunken_Patch.esp
CaravansDialogueExpansion.esp
Nordic Winds.esp
WindhelmDialogueExpansion.esp
Arclight - Adamant Patch.esp
Skyking Signs - Bruma.esp
Extended Bandit Dialogue.esp
Lux Orbis - Goblins CC.esp
Lux Orbis - JK's Drunken Huntsman patch.esp
Lux Orbis - JK's Bannered Mare patch.esp
The Royal Seat - BOS Color Variance.esp
Sentinel - Unique Stormcloak Meshes.esp
Sentinel - Unique Skyforge Meshes.esp
Sentinel - Unique Guard Meshes.esp
Sentinel - Imperial Crafting.esp
1Dwemer.esp
1FlutedArmor.esp
1Markynaz.esp
Sentinel + BS Bruma.esp
Sentinel + CC Backpacks.esp
Sentinel + CC Fearsome Fists.esp
Sentinel + CC Ghosts of the Tribunal.esp
Sentinel - Adamant Patch.esp
Sentinel - USSEP Patch.esp
RibbitRemix.esp
SRP Additional Landscape Parallax.esp
Happy Little Trees - Ivy on Trees.esp
Solitude Braziers.esp
TMDWinery.esp
Water for ENB (Shades of Skyrim).esp
Water for ENB - Patch - Landscape Fixes for Grass Mods.esp
Markarth Outskirts - Water for ENB (Shades of Skyrim) patch.esp
Natural Waterfalls - Water for ENB Patch (Shades of Skyrim).esp
Lux.esp
LUX - Apocrypha Patch - Rudy ENB NAT.esp
Ryn's Snazzy Last Vigil - Lux Patch.esp
Environs - Hroggars House - Lux Patch.esp
Environs - Riften Warehouse - Lux Patch.esp
Environs - Shrines of Talos - Lux Patch.esp
Environs - Kolskeggr - Lux Patch.esp
Environs - Tundra Farmhouse - Lux Patch.esp
Lux - Legacy of the Dragonborn patch.esp
Lux - USSEP patch.esp
Lux - CC Fish patch.esp
Lux - Water for ENB patch.esp
Lux - Markarth Outskirts patch.esp
Spaghetti's Palaces - AIO - Lux Patch.esp
Lux - No grass in caves patch.esp
Lux - SLaWF patch.esp
Lux - Bittercup Patch.esp
Lux - Bloodchill Manor patch.esp
Lux - Dawnfang CC.esp
Lux - Dead Mans Dread Patch.esp
Lux - Elite Crossbows.esp
Lux - JK's Bannered Mare patch.esp
Lux - Embers XD patch.esp
Lux - Farmer patch.esp
Lux - Forgotten Seasons.esp
Lux - Ghosts of the Tribunal CC.esp
Lux - Goblins CC.esp
Lux - Goldbrand CC.esp
Lux - Hendraheim patch.esp
Lux - Inigo.esp
Lux - JK's Drunken Huntsman patch.esp
Lux - JK's Skyrim.esp
Lux - Legacy of the Dragonborn - JaySuS Swords Patch.esp
Lux - NAT ENB.esp
Lux - Nchuanthumz Dwarven Home patch.esp
Lux - Necrohouse patch.esp
Lux - Pets of Skyrim CC.esp
Lux - Saints and Seducers patch.esp
Lux - Shadowfoot Sanctum patch.esp
Lux - Siege at Icemoth patch.esp
Lux - Sirenroot patch.esp
Lux - Staff of Hasedoki CC.esp
Lux - The Cause patch.esp
Lux - Tundra Homestead patch.esp
Lux - Umbra CC.esp
Lux - Vigil Enforcer CC.esp
Lux - Vigilant patch.esp
Lux - Water for ENB (Shades of skyrim) patch.esp
Lux - Whiterun Market patch.esp
Lux - Wyrmstooth.esp
VSO_LUX Patch.esp
Bashed Patch, 0.esp
Synthesis.esp
DynDOLOD.esp
Occlusion.esp
I would greatly appreciate any input on what might be causing this strange issue.
submitted by SirGalahad1401 to skyrimmods [link] [comments]
This is what it looks like if I quickly go from anywhere on the "tamriel" worldspace to this specific point.
https://imgur.com/a/nCpngLN
However, even without restarting the game. If I simply fast travel to a city, then fast travel close to the point and go there, the water appears totally normal:
https://imgur.com/a/IThMOZr
Although I've been modding my skyrim for a long time, I must admit I still use LOOT to make my load order, and I don't know better than it does. Here is my current load order:
Skyrim.esm
Update.esm
Dawnguard.esm
HearthFires.esm
Dragonborn.esm
ccasvsse001-almsivi.esm
ccBGSSSE001-Fish.esm
ccbgssse002-exoticarrows.esl
ccbgssse003-zombies.esl
ccbgssse004-ruinsedge.esl
ccbgssse005-goldbrand.esl
ccbgssse006-stendarshammer.esl
ccbgssse007-chrysamere.esl
ccbgssse010-petdwarvenarmoredmudcrab.esl
ccbgssse011-hrsarmrelvn.esl
ccbgssse012-hrsarmrstl.esl
ccbgssse014-spellpack01.esl
ccbgssse019-staffofsheogorath.esl
ccbgssse020-graycowl.esl
ccbgssse021-lordsmail.esl
ccmtysse001-knightsofthenine.esl
ccQDRSSE001-SurvivalMode.esl
cctwbsse001-puzzledungeon.esm
cceejsse001-hstead.esm
ccqdrsse002-firewood.esl
ccbgssse018-shadowrend.esl
ccbgssse035-petnhound.esl
ccfsvsse001-backpacks.esl
cceejsse002-tower.esl
ccedhsse001-norjewel.esl
ccvsvsse002-pets.esl
ccBGSSSE037-Curios.esl
ccbgssse034-mntuni.esl
ccbgssse045-hasedoki.esl
ccbgssse008-wraithguard.esl
ccbgssse036-petbwolf.esl
ccffbsse001-imperialdragon.esl
ccmtysse002-ve.esl
ccbgssse043-crosselv.esl
ccvsvsse001-winter.esl
cceejsse003-hollow.esl
ccbgssse016-umbra.esm
ccbgssse031-advcyrus.esm
ccbgssse038-bowofshadows.esl
ccbgssse040-advobgobs.esl
ccbgssse050-ba_daedric.esl
ccbgssse052-ba_iron.esl
ccbgssse054-ba_orcish.esl
ccbgssse058-ba_steel.esl
ccbgssse059-ba_dragonplate.esl
ccbgssse061-ba_dwarven.esl
ccpewsse002-armsofchaos.esl
ccbgssse041-netchleather.esl
ccedhsse002-splkntset.esl
ccbgssse064-ba_elven.esl
ccbgssse063-ba_ebony.esl
ccbgssse062-ba_dwarvenmail.esl
ccbgssse060-ba_dragonscale.esl
ccbgssse056-ba_silver.esl
ccbgssse055-ba_orcishscaled.esl
ccbgssse053-ba_leather.esl
ccbgssse051-ba_daedricmail.esl
ccbgssse057-ba_stalhrim.esl
ccbgssse066-staves.esl
ccbgssse067-daedinv.esm
ccbgssse068-bloodfall.esl
ccbgssse069-contest.esl
ccvsvsse003-necroarts.esl
ccvsvsse004-beafarmer.esl
ccBGSSSE025-AdvDSGS.esm
ccffbsse002-crossbowpack.esl
ccbgssse013-dawnfang.esl
ccrmssse001-necrohouse.esl
ccedhsse003-redguard.esl
cceejsse004-hall.esl
cceejsse005-cave.esm
cckrtsse001_altar.esl
cccbhsse001-gaunt.esl
ccafdsse001-dwesanctuary.esm
_ResourcePack.esl
Treescale.esm
Unofficial Skyrim Special Edition Patch.esp
Vanilla Script MicroOptimizations.esl
Unofficial Skyrim Modders Patch.esp
Unofficial Skyrim Creation Club Content Patch.esl
Landscape and Water Fixes.esp
MajesticMountains_Landscape.esm
LegacyoftheDragonborn.esm
Cathedral - 3D Mountain Flowers.esp
Water for ENB.esm
Natural Waterfalls.esp
Lux Via - Markarth Entrance and Farm Overhaul.esp
MajesticMountains_Moss.esp
AnimatedShips.esl
Lux Orbis - Master plugin.esm
BSAssets.esm
BSHeartland.esm
BS_DLC_patch.esp
RU_CityTreesSE_DragonBridge.esl
Ryn's Snazzy Last Vigil.esp
NoBrokenWhiterunTower.esp
JSwordsD.esm
Vigilant.esm
Natural Waterfalls - Dragonborn.esp
Lux - Master plugin.esm
Armors of the Velothi Pt2.esl
RU_CityTreesSE_Karthwasten.esl
RU_CityTreesSE_Rorikstead.esl
RU_CityTreesSE_Falkreath.esl
1Dwemer.esl
RU_CityTreesSE_Ivarstead.esl
evgSIRENROOT.esm
Markarth Outskirts - Water for ENB patch.esp
Seascale.esl
Siege at Icemoth.esp
1NDArmor.esl
1Markynaz.esl
1WR.esl
1NGarmor.esl
1YsmirArmorSE.esl
Lux - Resources.esp
Lux Via.esp
SmoothCam.esl
SimplyOptimizedScripts.esl
Vanilla Scripts Enhanced.esl
Wyrmstooth.esp
EVGAnimatedTraversal.esl
DynamicCollisionAdjustment.esl
Environs Master Plugin.esp
1Three-eyedSwallow.esl
1FlutedArmor.esl
FerrumNibenis.esl
siltstriderarmor.esl
VigilantHiResPackSE.esl
Experience.esl
Kanjs - AIO Books Patch.esl
Natural Waterfalls - Dawnguard.esp
RU_CityTreesSE_Whiterun.esl
RU_CityTreesSE_Markarth.esl
RU_CityTreesSE_Solitude.esl
TES4WaitMenu.esl
Sentinel - Distribution Framework.esp
TrueHUD.esl
NorthernIce.esp
DynDOLOD.esm
Particle Patch for ENB.esp
SkyUI_SE.esp
SMIM-SE-Merged-All.esp
Audio Overhaul Skyrim.esp
Immersive Sounds - Compendium.esp
AOS_ISC_Integration.esp
Thaumaturgy.esp
Lux Orbis.esp
JKs Skyrim.esp
Landscape Fixes For Grass Mods.esp
AI Overhaul.esp
MysticismMagic.esp
Lux Orbis - JK's Skyrim patch.esp
NAT-ENB.esp
HappyLittleTrees.esp
Lux Via - plugin.esp
Locked Chests Have Keys.esp
Adamant.esp
Apothecary.esp
Landscape and Water Fixes - Patch - LFfGM.esp
Artificer.esp
Environs - Abandoned Abodes.esp
Ryn's Standing Stones.esp
Lux Orbis - LotD patch.esp
SkyTEST-RealisticAnimals&Predators.esp
Embers XD.esp
RAEQuestRequirements.esp
Ryn's Dragon Mounds AIO.esp
RU_CityTreesSE_Rorikstead_JKSkyrimPatch.esp
WhiterunMarket.esp
Lux Via - Whiterun Market patch.esp
Unique Border Gates - Fixes.esp
Bruma Unique Border Gates Patch.esp
RU_CityTreesSE_DragonBridge_JKSkyrimPatch.esp
MajesticMountains.esp
Skoglendi - A Grass Mod.esp
NoGrassias.esp
Environs - Kolskeggr.esp
Sentinel.esp
Sentinel + CC Armors.esp
Unmarked Locations Pack.esp
JKs Skyrim - AI Overhaul Patch.esp
Environs - Shrines of Talos.esp
JK's The Bannered Mare.esp
Inigo.esp
mihailcrowsandravens.esp
Northern Scenery _Tundra.esp
Grass Patch - All CC Mods.esp
Innocence Lost - Quest Expansion.esp
Landscape For Grass Mods JK'S Skyrim.esp
DBM_Vigilant_Patch.esp
Markarth Entrance and Farm Overhaul Light Plugin.esp
Environs - Shrines of Talos - Lux Orbis and JK's Skyrim Patch.esp
Blubbos_Riften_Trees_2022_JK_Skyrim.esp
mihailhummingbird.esp
mihailchickenvariants.esp
Quick Start - SE.esp
Sorcerer.esp
Spaghetti's Faction Halls - AIO.esp
aMidianBorn_Book of Silence.esp
Lux Orbis - Ryn's Standing Stones patch.esp
Landscape and Water Fixes - Patch - Tundra Homested.esp
The Heart Of Dibella - Quest Expansion.esp
Northern Scenery_Ansilvund.esp
NorthernScenery_IronBindBarrow.esp
DBM_JKSkyrim_Patch.esp
Unmarked Locations Pack - Ryn's Dragon Mounds Collection Patch.esp
JKs Skyrim - Fishing patch.esp
Landscape and Water Fixes - Patch - Farming.esp
Environs - Greenwood Shack.esp
mihailpigeon.esp
Environs - Whiterun Watchtower.esp
PaarthurnaxQuestExpansion.esp
College Of Winterhold - Quest Expansion.esp
Reverb Interior Sounds Expansion.esp
AcousticTemplateFixes.esp
mihailhousecat.esp
Skykings Unique Signs.esp
Paragliding.esp
LeapsOfFaith.esp
Lux Orbis - Markarth Entrance and Farm overhaul patch.esp
Environs - Tundra Farmhouse.esp
Missives.esp
Markarth Outskirts - Natural Waterfalls patch.esp
Lux Orbis - JK's Whiterun Horses patch.esp
JKs The Drunken Huntsman.esp
Lux Orbis - Whiterun Market patch.esp
Sentinel + CC Netch Leather.esp
mihailmountainlion.esp
Lux Orbis - Unique Border Gates Fixes.esp
Lux Orbis - Saints and Seducers patch.esp
Lux Orbis - CC Fish patch.esp
mihailemperorpenguin.esp
LeapsOfFaith_LOTD_Patch.esp
Lux Orbis - Tundra Homestead patch.esp
The Standing Sound Stones.esp
StandingSoundStones_Ryns Patch.esp
Nilheim_MiscQuestExpansion.esp
Unmarked Locations Pack - Lux Via Patch.esp
Caught Red Handed - Quest Expansion.esp
Unmarked Locations Pack - Solstheim.esp
Northern Scenery - BleakFallBarrow.esp
Markarth Entrance and Farm Overhaul - Via patch.esp
CC Goblins Unique Border Gates Patch.esp
Lux Orbis - USSEP patch.esp
Unique Border Gates - EVG Traversal Patch.esp
DBM_JaysusSwords_Patch.esp
Lux Orbis - Wyrmstooth.esp
JELWyrmstoothCausePatch.esp
Lux Via - Wyrmstooth addon.esp
JELWyrmstoothCuriosPatch.esp
DBM_Wyrmstooth_Patch.esp
Northern Scenery_Angarvunde.esp
Lux Orbis - Farming CC patch.esp
Lux Orbis - Ryn's Dragon Mounds.esp
Environs - Hroggars House.esp
Environs - Kolskeggr - Lux Orbis Patch.esp
Spaghetti's Orc Strongholds - AIO.esp
Environs - Riften Warehouse.esp
Lux Orbis - Embers XD patch.esp
mihailwhalebones.esp
Majestic Mountains - Creation Club Landscape Patch.esp
BS Bruma - MM Patch.esp
RU_CityTreesSE_Whiterun_Addon0.esp
BSHeartland - No Custom Map Markers.esp
Abyss.esp
DBM_Missives_Patch.esp
USMP - LOTD patch.esp
Whiterun Market - JK skyrim patch.esp
Spaghetti's Faction Halls - AIO - USSEP Patch.esp
Eli_InigoBloodchillPatch.esp
RU_CityTreesSE_Solitude_Addon0.esp
Eli_Landscape Fixes Hendraheim Patch.esp
Environs - Western Watchtower - Lux Orbis Patch.esp
Natural Waterfalls - SLaWF Patch.esp
Lux Via - Ryn's Standing Stones patch.esp
Lux Orbis - Arms of Chaos CC.esp
Markarth Entrance and Farm Overhaul - USSEP patch.esp
Spaghetti's Solstheim - AIO.esp
Armors of the Velothi.esp
Lux Orbis - USMP Patch.esp
Environs - Hroggars House - Lux Orbis Patch.esp
Unmarked Locations Pack - Fixes.esp
Landscape and Water Fixes - Patch - Alternative Armors - Elven Hunter.esp
VolkiharSoundscapeOverhaul.esp
Lux Via - JK's Skyrim Patch.esp
MBW Dragon Souls to Perk Points.esp
1FlutedArmor - Shield and Broadsword by Xtudo.esp
LOTD Unique Border Gates Patch.esp
RU_CityTreesSE_Markarth_Addon0.esp
MCMHelper.esp
QuickLootEE.esp
BetterThirdPersonSelection.esp
SkyHUD.esp
UntarnishedUI_Blur.esp
UntarnishedUI_Subtitle.esp
MoonsAndStars.esp
ENB Light.esp
Lux Via - Blended Roads Bridges Texture sets.esp
Lux Orbis - Bow of Shadow CC.esp
Lux Orbis - Lord's Mail CC.esp
Lux Orbis - Saturalia CC.esp
Lux Orbis - Spell Knight Armor CC.esp
Natural Waterfalls - LFfGM Patch.esp
Landscape and Water Fixes - Patch - Hendraheim.esp
Lux Orbis - Environs - Greenwood Shack Patch.esp
Lux Via - CC Farming Patch.esp
Embers XD - Patch - Goldenhills Plantation.esp
Embers XD - Fire Magick Add-On.esp
NAT - Patch - Rudy ENB.esp
TrueDirectionalMovement.esp
Precision.esp
SkyClimb.esp
ArtificerXav.esp
Eli_SMIM-Hendraheim-Patch.esp
Simplicity of Snow - Dwemer Sanctuary Patch.esp
Simplicity of Snow.esp
CBBE.esp
DynamicDungeonLoot.esp
ValhallaCombat.esp
HandtoHand.esp
Arena.esp
Additional Dremora Faces.esp
Vigilant Voiced.esp
Inigo Riding Patch.esp
Horse Whistle Key Lite.esp
AcousticTemplateFixes_CC_Farming.esp
AcousticTemplateFixes_CC_Seducers.esp
AcousticTemplateFixes_ReverbInteriorSounds.esp
Reverb Interior Sounds Expansion_VolumeSlider_Rain.esp
Reverb Interior Sounds Expansion_VolumeSlider_Thunder.esp
DeadlySpellImpacts.esp
DeadlySpellImpacts Transparency Fix.esp
RaceMenu.esp
RaceMenuPlugin.esp
RichMerchantsSkyrim_x10.esp
Rielle Objects Secured.esp
ChillwindDephts.esp
evgSIRENROOTthecausepatch.esp
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2024.05.21 06:47 No_Marzipan_1230 Industrial Mage: Modernizing A Magical World - Chapter 02 – The Blight
Synopsis:
An engineer in another world—blending science and magic to achieve greatness in a world where skills and levels reign supreme.
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Ethan was just a plain old engineer, but everything changed when he was reborn into a world of skills, levels, and magic. With his advanced knowledge far ahead of the time period he finds himself in, this new reincarnated life will be much different than his last, especially because he can construct, deconstruct, and reconstruct runes—something no one else can do.
But with royal politics, looming tax collectors, a mountain of debt, dungeon incursions, cults, and hostile fantasy races mixing together into a cocktail of bullshit that threatens to bury his dreams; Ethan must bridge the gap between steel and sorcery to grow stronger.
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Roland cursed under his breath as he trudged down the muddy path toward Lord Theodore's manor. The late early morning sun cast long shadows, painting the desolate landscape in an even bleaker light.
Why was it only him who had to deal with Lord Theodore's bullshit? Just last night, Roland had to take care of all the complaints from the bar he'd found Lord Theodore at. Not to mention, he had to pay compensation to the wenches from his own personal funds.
And that wasn't even half the things he'd done yesterday alone.
After all, Lord Theodore was either busy abusing his power and bullying the people of the town, gambling, drinking, getting wasted with his face stuck up a prostitute, or doing his fourth favorite activity which, naturally, was a combination of the latter three. The man wasn't the brightest, but he wasn't quite dumb enough to avoid dealing with the problems the town of Holden faced.
Roland shook his head when he made it to the estate gates. As expected, there were guards, servants, and soldiers dashing left and right, but he was ignored. It was time to beg Lord Theodore to attend to his duties. None dared stop him, for he was a [Knight] appointed to Lord Theodore by his father—Lord Alexander Lockheart—and an acting advisor while said lord was being, well, his usual idiotic and selfish self.
So, Roland did what he had to; he moved past them all, and made for Lord Theodore's sleeping quarters where a handful of maids were all fussing about like hens with their heads chopped off.
Lord Theodore's quarters were not large by noble standards, but impressive all the same. Lavish and gaudy, just as he expected. Tapestries and drapes were hung up high all about the walls, and on the ground, there were expensive fur carpets.
After moving past the maids and butlers who were currently shuffling about like a horde of ants whose nest was threatened by a boar, he stopped before a silk drape that barred the way to Lord Theodore's bedchambers.
"Lord Theodore," he called.
Silence.
"Lord Theodore?"
Nothing.
Feeling a little annoyed, Roland frowned. "Lord Theodore," he called again. "With all due respect, are you presently attired?"
Nothing but a muffled sound came from the other side. Roland grimaced, and looked up at the ceiling in exasperation before dropping his hand and tugging the curtain aside. The inside of the bedchamber wasn't much to look at. Just your average nobleman's bedroom with a canopy bed big enough to fit twelve women side-by-side.
Most did, in fact, do just that.
A bookshelf stood on each wall, and at the far end was another drape that led to an enclosed balcony where he had the gall to throw his used clothes through during summer.
"Greetings, my lord," Roland said.
Lord Theodore, however, didn't answer.
He sat in front of a full-length mirror on the dresser. He had this listless sort of look, like he just didn't know how to deal with things. It wasn't an expression he'd ever seen on the man's face.
"Lord Theodore, are you well?" Roland inquired, a sliver of unease creeping into his voice. Though he found the young lord childish—given he was barely eighteen years old—Lord Theodore was his responsibility. He'd been Roland's responsibility when he was a little brat, and even now.
Theodore gave a startled response. "Ah, Roland? Yes, I am quite well."
"My lord, with all due respect, I implore you to be truthful. Has something transpired?"
Roland was anxious now. While he harbored no particular fondness for Lord Theodore, a sworn oath bound him to protect and care for the Baron. Granted, his master, Lord Theodore's own father, had afforded him considerable autonomy within Holden's borders—heck, he could even go as far as beating up Lord Theodore without consequences, if Roland deemed it reasonable and necessary—but his code of honor held oaths sacred. The son of the house Varian would rather lose an arm and his birthright than break a single [Oath] made.
"No, truly, I'm fine."
"If that is the case," Roland acknowledged with a curt nod, "then I bear news."
Lord Theodore furrowed his brow. "Good news, I trust?"
"I'm afraid not," Roland sighed. "Yesterday, our patrol in the Deadwoods encountered a band of brigands...…"
Lord Theodore's frown deepened. "While banditry is a common occurrence, it often heralds further troubles. Elaborate, Roland."
"Indeed, my lord," Roland continued, "these brigands weren't merely causing a ruckus. Apparently, they were engaged in combat with a rather formidable creature, vaguely humanoid in form."
Lord Theodore's posture stiffened. "Vaguely humanoid? Can you provide further details?"
Roland shook his head. "Limited information, I'm afraid. Only reports of unnatural speed reached our ears; it appeared to be engaged with wolves. Both fled upon human-contact, however."
Lord Theodore stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Did our men prevail against the brigands? And this creature—surely Captain..." he paused, searching for the man's name.
"Thomas," Roland supplied.
"Ah, yes, Thomas. Holden is geographically close to the Deadwoods. Sir Thomas wouldn't simply abandon such a threat near the bordertowns, would he? He and I may not see eye to eye on certain matters, but... surely he wouldn't leave such a threat unaddressed." Lord Theodore said.
Roland hesitated. "Captain Thomas chose to bypass us and directly inform the Crown of their discovery. He remained tight-lipped regarding specifics despite repeated inquiries."
Lord Theodore hummed thoughtfully. "If Thomas deems it worthy of the Crown's attention, then it surpasses our jurisdiction. Let's hope for their swift and decisive action. What of the brigands? Eliminated, I presume?"
"So it seems," Roland replied. "All but one met their demise. The sole survivor remains in a cell, though maddened beyond reason."
"I see. Is that for now?" Lord Theodore leaned back in his chair.
"Not quite, my lord. We've had a recent outbreak of the Blight, and we suspect it was an intentional spread. Unfortunately, the culprit remains unidentified."
Theodore's expression morphed into one of genuine shock. "Are these two seemingly unrelated issues connected, perhaps?" He asked.
"It appears to be the case, my lord." A sigh escaped Roland's lips. The Blight—a magical sickness that eats away at your life force, causes lethargy, nausea, and kills you, all while your body radiates a pervasive foul odor. It had recently taken hold on a few people of Holden. Why or how, Roland did not know.
"Those afflicted have been quarantined in a secure location far from Holden to prevent further contagion. Our physicians are doing their utmost to manage them. However, several have died already, and the remaining victims exhibit signs of feral behavior—meaning, they have already entered the late stage, I'm afraid. It's become imperative that they remain under quarantine, lest they either bite other humans—given there's hunger for raw flesh in the late stage—or they could infect the crops, causing them to decay. Consequently, the farmers, understandably anxious, have retreated into their homes."
They were likely waiting for their lord, incompetent as he may be, to deal with the situation. Yet, he had his hand up a wench's skirt more than actually trying to fix the issues... What can I do with him? Roland sighed.
Lord Theodore rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Roland."
"Yes, my lord?"
"Do you think the Merchant Guild would let me have another loan?"
Roland's lips thinned into a line, but he shook his head. "Regrettably, my lord, they would not. The Merchants' Guild has been cautious lately. There was this whole unpleasant affair with a prominent [Merchant Lord] named Bertram, you might know the name. Used to flaunt more gold jewelry than some of the highborn nobles. Turns out, he was embezzling.
"Apparently, he manipulated the Guild's books for months. Inflated trade contracts with nonexistent suppliers from faraway lands, siphoned off the extra profit into his own pockets. Clever, gotta give him that. Even forged shipping manifests to keep it all looking legit.
"Nasty business, that. Apparently, the esteemed Lord Bertram decided a little vacation was in order after everything, and wouldn't you know it, he packed a rather hefty sum from the Guild's coffers along for the ride as well. We're talking a near royal-wedding-sized dowry here, my lord. Vanished, all of it.
"The details are still murky, but rumor has it Bertram might have gotten tangled with pirates operating from the Broken Isles. One of the [Pirate Kings], perhaps—or most likely. So, the Merchants' Guild has been refraining from giving out loans. And, my apologies to say this, my lord, but you're a high-risk individual, and you already have quite the debt with them... They wouldn't want to give more."
Lord Theodore already had a mountain of debt on his name... The interest rate was more than what Lord Theodore could pay off even if the crops did better than planned. Given that the Adventurers' Guild of this sector had been rather short on manpower lately due to a dungeon incursion in the town, Corinth, lying beside theirs and given that Lord Theodore had a tendency for tax evasion and then laundering… Yeah, they were royally fucked. Even if in this situation, Lord Theodore wanted a loan for himself... Roland just gave up. Maybe it was time to return to his master, Lord Theodore's father, and just ask him to appoint him somewhere else—he couldn't deal with this scumbag anymore, not in his current state.
"I see, they wouldn't. Not surprising. It seems I'm going to have to hire a [Necromancer] by my lonesome."
Roland blinked. "That's..." a shock, Roland stopped himself from saying. [Necromancers] cost a hefty sum, and given that Lord Theodore was already under debt and likely the financial situation of Holden was anything but optimal, hiring a [Necromancer] would've put a huge dent in Holden's already meager reserves. However, Roland hadn't imagined, not in his wildest dreams, that Lord Theodore would be employing one by his lonesome.
Throughout his life, Roland had known this man to not even spare a thought to anything that wasn't his immediate self-gratification, or his amusement and satisfaction. How was the wastrel noble suddenly going to change?
"My lord, my apologies for asking, but why do you require a [Necromancer's] assistance?" Roland finally asked, schooling his shocked expression.
"Oh, I have some... theories regarding the Blight." Lord Theodore grinned. "And a [Necromancer] might just be someone who we need in order to solve this problem once and for all."
Roland was shocked to his core, once more. "But, my lord, the treatment for the Blight isn't something common folk can afford? So, how...?"
"Nonsense, Roland. Forget that rudimentary concoction they peddle as a cure. I envision a more... permanent solution. Issue a commission at the Adventurers' Guild—a [Necromancer] or perhaps a [Witch], their talents are equally suited for this task."
"Yes, my lord." Roland bowed, failing to comprehend what Lord Theodore was planning on doing.
-2-
When Roland left, Ethan found it easier to relax. The stiff, aristocratic manners these people employed were rather annoying to bear with. No, they were rather hard to imitate, more accurately. Because despite his efforts, he'd still found it hard to match their ways, but it was doable. Not good enough, yet, but doable.
"How should I, going forward, act, then?" he muttered. "Because if I've understood a single thing, it is this: Theo's character as I know it now will ruin any chance of me, well, earning anything, be that respect, wealth, power, or all three. Should I continue as him, then, or completely overhaul Theodore's character and pretend it's some epiphany? A spiritual enlightenment, perhaps?"
Ethan shook his head. Whatever it may be, he wasn't planning on being like Theo. Let's go with a gradual change in mannerism.
First, however, he needed to deal with the Blight issue. Which would be easily dealt with—all he had to do was pay the [Necromancer], or [Witch], from his own pouch. Then, he needed to figure out this town's financial status and everything else in order to organize a working infrastructure and create new financial opportunities. Afterwards, he could move onto his 'character', if that is indeed what his situation required. There's a lot to do.
Before everything, however, a bath.
After all, he reeked of sweat and alcohol, among other not-so pleasant scents.
...
It took no more than a few minutes for a handful of servants to prepare the bath. Hot water steamed inside the spacious tub as soap bubbles glistened—soap that was far too expensive for the common folk. Despite being a luxury, its quality was arguably trash. Regardless, this was all the people had in this world. A strong scent of lavender permeated the air and tickled his nose as he undressed. A few maids had prepared for his comfort and placed a silken bathrobe alongside a set of towels on a small table near the bathtub before he'd dismissed them, ordering them to inform the kitchen staff that he would like his meal soon.
Ethan relaxed his shoulders, took the robe with one hand, and tossed it carelessly nearby. It was fine silk. Ethan shook his head before proceeding with an easy grace into the water. It was hot. Yet, Ethan felt rather cold, despite the heat. It helped him relax, and with it, the stiff persona that was Lord Theodore faded.
Ethan sank deeper, letting his long blond locks loose. A quick thought made him bring his hand forward. What if... he could make a fire? Just a little one, like a candle flame. How cool would that be? He focused, willing a tiny spark to appear on his fingertip. Nothing. Just a sputter and a fizzle.
"Hmm," he mumbled, undeterred. "Maybe I need to practice."
He doubted it was just understanding. After all, the skill [Elemental Spells] had given him the barest hints of the basics of how to create a basic spark of flame. He lacked control over mana. [Magic Perception] allowed him to view his mana—flowing, fast-moving streams and spiraling, coiling vortexes. It was chaotic; it was a mess! Maybe if he calmed it down, he could actually make something happen?
Easier said than done, he quickly learned. When he moved it, it took no less effort than bending metal with brute force. The feeling was there, and the will, too. Just the act of 'moving' it alone was a herculean effort. It seemed nigh impossible.
Maybe I'm doing it wrong?
Humming, Ethan looked through the snippets of memories he'd gotten from Theodore. The memories, he found, weren't entirely useless; as his mind drifted back and forth from those flashes, he did remember something Theodore had seen last night... There! A memory from last night—a drunk mage at the bar, showing off with a fireball for some girl who didn't seem too impressed.
"Let's see how that trick works," Ethan grinned.
With [Magic Perception], he saw how the spell flowed. The "spell" was, in a way, forced outwards into reality through the use of symbols he quickly recognized as runes—at least that was what he assumed after seeing the fireball.
Ethan could easily recall the shape of the rune that'd appeared before the fire took form on top of the mage's hand.
I'm pretty sure it's not possible to view runes. I assume, at least, from what little fragments of memories I got from Theo. Anyway, let's move my mana in the shape, then.
He imagined the shape on top of his hand and willed the mana to pour into it. Soon, rune motes started forming out of thin air, ripping into reality. Forming into a shape he willed, a rune burned brightly and loudly atop his palm. As he drew his hand forward, flames burst into life, flickering before fizzling out.
[Basic Magic Script] — Lvl 1 -> Lvl 2!
Congratulations! You have gained skill: [Basic Rune Creation]!
"Whoa." Ethan stared at his hand, a wide grin splitting his face. So that's how it works! Runes, huh? That's awesome! Ethan felt like a child again. He couldn't wait to try again, this time with a smaller flame, as it appeared that a fireball was far too much for his lacking skill and control. Magic... it was epic stuff!
Before that, however, he looked at the new skill he'd gained.
~Basic Rune Creation – Level 1~
Type: Active
Effect: You have grasped the fundamental concept of using runes to channel and shape your mana for basic magical effects. The Connection between two of your skill—[Magic Perception] and [Basic Magic Script]—has resulted in the creation of a new skill. You can now create simple runes that allow for the manipulation of elemental energy on a small scale. As your skill level increases, you will be able to create more complex runes, allowing for more powerful and versatile spells. You may also learn to combine runes for even greater magical effects.
Ethan stared. Reading the description was a quick matter of concentration. It took him by surprise, however, when he realized it. Rune creation? Huh. Does that mean I can create anything? The thought alone was exciting. What about rune motes? Rune motes were fragments of runes, combining certain fragments could result in a full rune. I saw them congregating into the shape of a rune, but is it possible to just create rune motes and not a full rune? I should try.
Regardless of his thoughts, it was creation—
—and Ethan loved creation. Even as a child, he had never gotten tired of tinkering with things. He still recalled the time he'd gotten his first Lego set. Just putting random pieces together with no thought for a bigger picture—he'd loved that. He'd loved doing all sorts of stuff with Legos, creating different castles or other complex structures, but it was building something completely random and ridiculous, yet unique nonetheless, which gave him the most sense of satisfaction. It was fun. It was a hobby—a hobby that ignited in him a fire of passion for innovation.
It was then the thought of being a civil engineer had sprung up in his mind. To put it simply, a civil engineer is responsible for planning, designing, and constructing buildings. Though, that was just a general term. Ethan would have been perfectly happy had he chosen that. Unfortunately, his father had wanted him to become a boxer, instead.
The man wanted to become one himself in his prime, but due to health issues, he'd quit right before making it to a big league. He'd hoped his son would achieve what he couldn't and bring victory for the family. Even though Ethan hadn't exactly planned boxing as his future, but who could refuse the pressure his old man put on him? Especially when he'd been just a little boy?
It was another matter entirely that Ethan fell in love with boxing, too, as it made him feel alive. The sensation of a punching bag slamming against his fists? Nothing quite made his blood boil like that.
And oh, fighting in the ring. There was just something about the sport Ethan couldn't resist.
Something about creation, fighting, and experiencing a bit of both, had Ethan wishing he could try the other options that lay in front of him now.
Could he make a real spaceship, in this world?
It sounded silly as fuck and he knew it. Nonetheless, the temptation was still there, hovering and nagging at the edge of his mind, as ridiculous as his previous thoughts might have been.
Spaceships are cool, dammit.
That thought suddenly gave Ethan pause. "Let's just return to practice."
This time, fire flickered atop his fingertips for a second longer.
Another second was added on top of that after his third try.
The light was dim. However, it did mean something: improvement.
[Elemental Spells] — Lvl 1 -> Lvl 2!
Grinning like an idiot, Ethan sank deeper into the hot bath water and brought his other hand up to repeat the exercise for the next half an hour or so, occasionally reading a notification that would come every now and then.
[Elemental Spells] — Lvl 2 -> Lvl 3!
[Elemental Spells] — Lvl 3 -> Lvl 4!
[Elemental Spells] — Lvl 4 -> Lvl 5!
But no matter what, he couldn't get it to level up to level 6, nor could he level up [Basic Magic Script] from level 2 to 3.
Why not, though? I'm doing—
"Don't rush," he chided himself. "Your control is pitiful, shaping is trash, and your spellcasting is akin to tossing stones into the sea without even knowing how to make it bounce—guesswork is all you are, but it's a good start, I suppose."
As he set a handful of candle-like flames afloat on all five of his fingers, his lips quirked into a wide smirk. It was only a party trick. For now, that is. I need to find more about magic and learn. I've been winging it.
That was true; he didn't understand anything about magic. All he'd done so far was try to emulate the rune he'd seen in the memory snippet through the help of [Magic Perception] and cast a few party tricks. Was that impressive? He had literally no comparison to base off of, thus why he knew he needed to learn more.
Theodore's memories proved to be useless in this regard, too. His father hadn't found him worthy enough to be assigned a mage as a tutor. Theodore was a disappointment through and through, and that's why he'd been sent to rule the bordertowns.
He could cast the spell, yes, but he didn't understand the underlying concepts that fueled the magic or what the process was.
-3-
Ethan descended down the stairs that would lead him to the dining room where breakfast had already been laid out for him. Two maids were present as well. It was a feast of the likes he'd only ever read in fairy tales. Fried, scrambled, boiled eggs. Different shapes, sizes, and cuts. Cakes and pies in varying quantities and sizes. Grilled meat, smoked and salted. How could he ever eat everything alone?
Ethan exhaled and then dove in; however, he still maintained decorum as it was imperative to do so given that he was a noble now. Regardless, once done, he made it to the meeting room given that he had some people to meet today.
"Barely breaking even," Ethan muttered, flicking the parchment in his hand. He frowned at the financial situation of Holden, the town he was in charge of. The bordertowns consisted of a series of towns lying on the periphery of the borders. Each town was a barony in name, and nobles—especially troublesome nobles—were often sent here to practice ruling and to make them accustomed to how the common folk lived, so they could empathize with the people they ruled.
With how many bandits the region had had lately, the Blight, debt, tax, and interest that'd ramped up, Ethan's current situation was mind-fucking at best and a keg waiting to explode at worst.
I don't want to deal with Theo's issues.
Not only was this whole situation something Ethan did not want in the slightest, a whole can of worms that were Theo's problems was thrust into his hands. Ethan had held no fantasies of getting isekai'd. That was suicide in his books. He'd have been more than happy to die and meet oblivion. But now that he was here…
Leaning back into his chair, Ethan rubbed his eyes. Yeah, he needed to deal with everything and make the best of his situation to live a comfortable life. When Roland returned with a man in tow, Ethan hummed.
The man was young, younger than Roland, even. Black hair and sharp green eyes. He held himself high with confidence and Ethan recognized him instantly. Isn't he that mage from the bar?
"My lord," Roland bowed. "I have brought a [Necromancer] as per your command."
The [Necromancer] bowed and with a thin smile said, "Pleased to be at your service, my lord. The name's Jack."
Hm. So he wasn't a mage but a [Necromancer].
"Likewise," Ethan replied with a nod, then leaned forward, smiling. "Say, Jack, would you like to be part of a business opportunity?
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An engineer in another world—blending science and magic to achieve greatness in a world where skills and levels reign supreme.
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Ethan was just a plain old engineer, but everything changed when he was reborn into a world of skills, levels, and magic. With his advanced knowledge far ahead of the time period he finds himself in, this new reincarnated life will be much different than his last, especially because he can construct, deconstruct, and reconstruct runes—something no one else can do.
But with royal politics, looming tax collectors, a mountain of debt, dungeon incursions, cults, and hostile fantasy races mixing together into a cocktail of bullshit that threatens to bury his dreams; Ethan must bridge the gap between steel and sorcery to grow stronger.
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Chapter 02
-1-Roland cursed under his breath as he trudged down the muddy path toward Lord Theodore's manor. The late early morning sun cast long shadows, painting the desolate landscape in an even bleaker light.
Why was it only him who had to deal with Lord Theodore's bullshit? Just last night, Roland had to take care of all the complaints from the bar he'd found Lord Theodore at. Not to mention, he had to pay compensation to the wenches from his own personal funds.
And that wasn't even half the things he'd done yesterday alone.
After all, Lord Theodore was either busy abusing his power and bullying the people of the town, gambling, drinking, getting wasted with his face stuck up a prostitute, or doing his fourth favorite activity which, naturally, was a combination of the latter three. The man wasn't the brightest, but he wasn't quite dumb enough to avoid dealing with the problems the town of Holden faced.
Roland shook his head when he made it to the estate gates. As expected, there were guards, servants, and soldiers dashing left and right, but he was ignored. It was time to beg Lord Theodore to attend to his duties. None dared stop him, for he was a [Knight] appointed to Lord Theodore by his father—Lord Alexander Lockheart—and an acting advisor while said lord was being, well, his usual idiotic and selfish self.
So, Roland did what he had to; he moved past them all, and made for Lord Theodore's sleeping quarters where a handful of maids were all fussing about like hens with their heads chopped off.
Lord Theodore's quarters were not large by noble standards, but impressive all the same. Lavish and gaudy, just as he expected. Tapestries and drapes were hung up high all about the walls, and on the ground, there were expensive fur carpets.
After moving past the maids and butlers who were currently shuffling about like a horde of ants whose nest was threatened by a boar, he stopped before a silk drape that barred the way to Lord Theodore's bedchambers.
"Lord Theodore," he called.
Silence.
"Lord Theodore?"
Nothing.
Feeling a little annoyed, Roland frowned. "Lord Theodore," he called again. "With all due respect, are you presently attired?"
Nothing but a muffled sound came from the other side. Roland grimaced, and looked up at the ceiling in exasperation before dropping his hand and tugging the curtain aside. The inside of the bedchamber wasn't much to look at. Just your average nobleman's bedroom with a canopy bed big enough to fit twelve women side-by-side.
Most did, in fact, do just that.
A bookshelf stood on each wall, and at the far end was another drape that led to an enclosed balcony where he had the gall to throw his used clothes through during summer.
"Greetings, my lord," Roland said.
Lord Theodore, however, didn't answer.
He sat in front of a full-length mirror on the dresser. He had this listless sort of look, like he just didn't know how to deal with things. It wasn't an expression he'd ever seen on the man's face.
"Lord Theodore, are you well?" Roland inquired, a sliver of unease creeping into his voice. Though he found the young lord childish—given he was barely eighteen years old—Lord Theodore was his responsibility. He'd been Roland's responsibility when he was a little brat, and even now.
Theodore gave a startled response. "Ah, Roland? Yes, I am quite well."
"My lord, with all due respect, I implore you to be truthful. Has something transpired?"
Roland was anxious now. While he harbored no particular fondness for Lord Theodore, a sworn oath bound him to protect and care for the Baron. Granted, his master, Lord Theodore's own father, had afforded him considerable autonomy within Holden's borders—heck, he could even go as far as beating up Lord Theodore without consequences, if Roland deemed it reasonable and necessary—but his code of honor held oaths sacred. The son of the house Varian would rather lose an arm and his birthright than break a single [Oath] made.
"No, truly, I'm fine."
"If that is the case," Roland acknowledged with a curt nod, "then I bear news."
Lord Theodore furrowed his brow. "Good news, I trust?"
"I'm afraid not," Roland sighed. "Yesterday, our patrol in the Deadwoods encountered a band of brigands...…"
Lord Theodore's frown deepened. "While banditry is a common occurrence, it often heralds further troubles. Elaborate, Roland."
"Indeed, my lord," Roland continued, "these brigands weren't merely causing a ruckus. Apparently, they were engaged in combat with a rather formidable creature, vaguely humanoid in form."
Lord Theodore's posture stiffened. "Vaguely humanoid? Can you provide further details?"
Roland shook his head. "Limited information, I'm afraid. Only reports of unnatural speed reached our ears; it appeared to be engaged with wolves. Both fled upon human-contact, however."
Lord Theodore stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Did our men prevail against the brigands? And this creature—surely Captain..." he paused, searching for the man's name.
"Thomas," Roland supplied.
"Ah, yes, Thomas. Holden is geographically close to the Deadwoods. Sir Thomas wouldn't simply abandon such a threat near the bordertowns, would he? He and I may not see eye to eye on certain matters, but... surely he wouldn't leave such a threat unaddressed." Lord Theodore said.
Roland hesitated. "Captain Thomas chose to bypass us and directly inform the Crown of their discovery. He remained tight-lipped regarding specifics despite repeated inquiries."
Lord Theodore hummed thoughtfully. "If Thomas deems it worthy of the Crown's attention, then it surpasses our jurisdiction. Let's hope for their swift and decisive action. What of the brigands? Eliminated, I presume?"
"So it seems," Roland replied. "All but one met their demise. The sole survivor remains in a cell, though maddened beyond reason."
"I see. Is that for now?" Lord Theodore leaned back in his chair.
"Not quite, my lord. We've had a recent outbreak of the Blight, and we suspect it was an intentional spread. Unfortunately, the culprit remains unidentified."
Theodore's expression morphed into one of genuine shock. "Are these two seemingly unrelated issues connected, perhaps?" He asked.
"It appears to be the case, my lord." A sigh escaped Roland's lips. The Blight—a magical sickness that eats away at your life force, causes lethargy, nausea, and kills you, all while your body radiates a pervasive foul odor. It had recently taken hold on a few people of Holden. Why or how, Roland did not know.
"Those afflicted have been quarantined in a secure location far from Holden to prevent further contagion. Our physicians are doing their utmost to manage them. However, several have died already, and the remaining victims exhibit signs of feral behavior—meaning, they have already entered the late stage, I'm afraid. It's become imperative that they remain under quarantine, lest they either bite other humans—given there's hunger for raw flesh in the late stage—or they could infect the crops, causing them to decay. Consequently, the farmers, understandably anxious, have retreated into their homes."
They were likely waiting for their lord, incompetent as he may be, to deal with the situation. Yet, he had his hand up a wench's skirt more than actually trying to fix the issues... What can I do with him? Roland sighed.
Lord Theodore rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Roland."
"Yes, my lord?"
"Do you think the Merchant Guild would let me have another loan?"
Roland's lips thinned into a line, but he shook his head. "Regrettably, my lord, they would not. The Merchants' Guild has been cautious lately. There was this whole unpleasant affair with a prominent [Merchant Lord] named Bertram, you might know the name. Used to flaunt more gold jewelry than some of the highborn nobles. Turns out, he was embezzling.
"Apparently, he manipulated the Guild's books for months. Inflated trade contracts with nonexistent suppliers from faraway lands, siphoned off the extra profit into his own pockets. Clever, gotta give him that. Even forged shipping manifests to keep it all looking legit.
"Nasty business, that. Apparently, the esteemed Lord Bertram decided a little vacation was in order after everything, and wouldn't you know it, he packed a rather hefty sum from the Guild's coffers along for the ride as well. We're talking a near royal-wedding-sized dowry here, my lord. Vanished, all of it.
"The details are still murky, but rumor has it Bertram might have gotten tangled with pirates operating from the Broken Isles. One of the [Pirate Kings], perhaps—or most likely. So, the Merchants' Guild has been refraining from giving out loans. And, my apologies to say this, my lord, but you're a high-risk individual, and you already have quite the debt with them... They wouldn't want to give more."
Lord Theodore already had a mountain of debt on his name... The interest rate was more than what Lord Theodore could pay off even if the crops did better than planned. Given that the Adventurers' Guild of this sector had been rather short on manpower lately due to a dungeon incursion in the town, Corinth, lying beside theirs and given that Lord Theodore had a tendency for tax evasion and then laundering… Yeah, they were royally fucked. Even if in this situation, Lord Theodore wanted a loan for himself... Roland just gave up. Maybe it was time to return to his master, Lord Theodore's father, and just ask him to appoint him somewhere else—he couldn't deal with this scumbag anymore, not in his current state.
"I see, they wouldn't. Not surprising. It seems I'm going to have to hire a [Necromancer] by my lonesome."
Roland blinked. "That's..." a shock, Roland stopped himself from saying. [Necromancers] cost a hefty sum, and given that Lord Theodore was already under debt and likely the financial situation of Holden was anything but optimal, hiring a [Necromancer] would've put a huge dent in Holden's already meager reserves. However, Roland hadn't imagined, not in his wildest dreams, that Lord Theodore would be employing one by his lonesome.
Throughout his life, Roland had known this man to not even spare a thought to anything that wasn't his immediate self-gratification, or his amusement and satisfaction. How was the wastrel noble suddenly going to change?
"My lord, my apologies for asking, but why do you require a [Necromancer's] assistance?" Roland finally asked, schooling his shocked expression.
"Oh, I have some... theories regarding the Blight." Lord Theodore grinned. "And a [Necromancer] might just be someone who we need in order to solve this problem once and for all."
Roland was shocked to his core, once more. "But, my lord, the treatment for the Blight isn't something common folk can afford? So, how...?"
"Nonsense, Roland. Forget that rudimentary concoction they peddle as a cure. I envision a more... permanent solution. Issue a commission at the Adventurers' Guild—a [Necromancer] or perhaps a [Witch], their talents are equally suited for this task."
"Yes, my lord." Roland bowed, failing to comprehend what Lord Theodore was planning on doing.
-2-
When Roland left, Ethan found it easier to relax. The stiff, aristocratic manners these people employed were rather annoying to bear with. No, they were rather hard to imitate, more accurately. Because despite his efforts, he'd still found it hard to match their ways, but it was doable. Not good enough, yet, but doable.
"How should I, going forward, act, then?" he muttered. "Because if I've understood a single thing, it is this: Theo's character as I know it now will ruin any chance of me, well, earning anything, be that respect, wealth, power, or all three. Should I continue as him, then, or completely overhaul Theodore's character and pretend it's some epiphany? A spiritual enlightenment, perhaps?"
Ethan shook his head. Whatever it may be, he wasn't planning on being like Theo. Let's go with a gradual change in mannerism.
First, however, he needed to deal with the Blight issue. Which would be easily dealt with—all he had to do was pay the [Necromancer], or [Witch], from his own pouch. Then, he needed to figure out this town's financial status and everything else in order to organize a working infrastructure and create new financial opportunities. Afterwards, he could move onto his 'character', if that is indeed what his situation required. There's a lot to do.
Before everything, however, a bath.
After all, he reeked of sweat and alcohol, among other not-so pleasant scents.
...
It took no more than a few minutes for a handful of servants to prepare the bath. Hot water steamed inside the spacious tub as soap bubbles glistened—soap that was far too expensive for the common folk. Despite being a luxury, its quality was arguably trash. Regardless, this was all the people had in this world. A strong scent of lavender permeated the air and tickled his nose as he undressed. A few maids had prepared for his comfort and placed a silken bathrobe alongside a set of towels on a small table near the bathtub before he'd dismissed them, ordering them to inform the kitchen staff that he would like his meal soon.
Ethan relaxed his shoulders, took the robe with one hand, and tossed it carelessly nearby. It was fine silk. Ethan shook his head before proceeding with an easy grace into the water. It was hot. Yet, Ethan felt rather cold, despite the heat. It helped him relax, and with it, the stiff persona that was Lord Theodore faded.
Ethan sank deeper, letting his long blond locks loose. A quick thought made him bring his hand forward. What if... he could make a fire? Just a little one, like a candle flame. How cool would that be? He focused, willing a tiny spark to appear on his fingertip. Nothing. Just a sputter and a fizzle.
"Hmm," he mumbled, undeterred. "Maybe I need to practice."
He doubted it was just understanding. After all, the skill [Elemental Spells] had given him the barest hints of the basics of how to create a basic spark of flame. He lacked control over mana. [Magic Perception] allowed him to view his mana—flowing, fast-moving streams and spiraling, coiling vortexes. It was chaotic; it was a mess! Maybe if he calmed it down, he could actually make something happen?
Easier said than done, he quickly learned. When he moved it, it took no less effort than bending metal with brute force. The feeling was there, and the will, too. Just the act of 'moving' it alone was a herculean effort. It seemed nigh impossible.
Maybe I'm doing it wrong?
Humming, Ethan looked through the snippets of memories he'd gotten from Theodore. The memories, he found, weren't entirely useless; as his mind drifted back and forth from those flashes, he did remember something Theodore had seen last night... There! A memory from last night—a drunk mage at the bar, showing off with a fireball for some girl who didn't seem too impressed.
"Let's see how that trick works," Ethan grinned.
With [Magic Perception], he saw how the spell flowed. The "spell" was, in a way, forced outwards into reality through the use of symbols he quickly recognized as runes—at least that was what he assumed after seeing the fireball.
Ethan could easily recall the shape of the rune that'd appeared before the fire took form on top of the mage's hand.
I'm pretty sure it's not possible to view runes. I assume, at least, from what little fragments of memories I got from Theo. Anyway, let's move my mana in the shape, then.
He imagined the shape on top of his hand and willed the mana to pour into it. Soon, rune motes started forming out of thin air, ripping into reality. Forming into a shape he willed, a rune burned brightly and loudly atop his palm. As he drew his hand forward, flames burst into life, flickering before fizzling out.
[Basic Magic Script] — Lvl 1 -> Lvl 2!
Congratulations! You have gained skill: [Basic Rune Creation]!
"Whoa." Ethan stared at his hand, a wide grin splitting his face. So that's how it works! Runes, huh? That's awesome! Ethan felt like a child again. He couldn't wait to try again, this time with a smaller flame, as it appeared that a fireball was far too much for his lacking skill and control. Magic... it was epic stuff!
Before that, however, he looked at the new skill he'd gained.
~Basic Rune Creation – Level 1~
Type: Active
Effect: You have grasped the fundamental concept of using runes to channel and shape your mana for basic magical effects. The Connection between two of your skill—[Magic Perception] and [Basic Magic Script]—has resulted in the creation of a new skill. You can now create simple runes that allow for the manipulation of elemental energy on a small scale. As your skill level increases, you will be able to create more complex runes, allowing for more powerful and versatile spells. You may also learn to combine runes for even greater magical effects.
Ethan stared. Reading the description was a quick matter of concentration. It took him by surprise, however, when he realized it. Rune creation? Huh. Does that mean I can create anything? The thought alone was exciting. What about rune motes? Rune motes were fragments of runes, combining certain fragments could result in a full rune. I saw them congregating into the shape of a rune, but is it possible to just create rune motes and not a full rune? I should try.
Regardless of his thoughts, it was creation—
—and Ethan loved creation. Even as a child, he had never gotten tired of tinkering with things. He still recalled the time he'd gotten his first Lego set. Just putting random pieces together with no thought for a bigger picture—he'd loved that. He'd loved doing all sorts of stuff with Legos, creating different castles or other complex structures, but it was building something completely random and ridiculous, yet unique nonetheless, which gave him the most sense of satisfaction. It was fun. It was a hobby—a hobby that ignited in him a fire of passion for innovation.
It was then the thought of being a civil engineer had sprung up in his mind. To put it simply, a civil engineer is responsible for planning, designing, and constructing buildings. Though, that was just a general term. Ethan would have been perfectly happy had he chosen that. Unfortunately, his father had wanted him to become a boxer, instead.
The man wanted to become one himself in his prime, but due to health issues, he'd quit right before making it to a big league. He'd hoped his son would achieve what he couldn't and bring victory for the family. Even though Ethan hadn't exactly planned boxing as his future, but who could refuse the pressure his old man put on him? Especially when he'd been just a little boy?
It was another matter entirely that Ethan fell in love with boxing, too, as it made him feel alive. The sensation of a punching bag slamming against his fists? Nothing quite made his blood boil like that.
And oh, fighting in the ring. There was just something about the sport Ethan couldn't resist.
Something about creation, fighting, and experiencing a bit of both, had Ethan wishing he could try the other options that lay in front of him now.
Could he make a real spaceship, in this world?
It sounded silly as fuck and he knew it. Nonetheless, the temptation was still there, hovering and nagging at the edge of his mind, as ridiculous as his previous thoughts might have been.
Spaceships are cool, dammit.
That thought suddenly gave Ethan pause. "Let's just return to practice."
This time, fire flickered atop his fingertips for a second longer.
Another second was added on top of that after his third try.
The light was dim. However, it did mean something: improvement.
[Elemental Spells] — Lvl 1 -> Lvl 2!
Grinning like an idiot, Ethan sank deeper into the hot bath water and brought his other hand up to repeat the exercise for the next half an hour or so, occasionally reading a notification that would come every now and then.
[Elemental Spells] — Lvl 2 -> Lvl 3!
[Elemental Spells] — Lvl 3 -> Lvl 4!
[Elemental Spells] — Lvl 4 -> Lvl 5!
But no matter what, he couldn't get it to level up to level 6, nor could he level up [Basic Magic Script] from level 2 to 3.
Why not, though? I'm doing—
"Don't rush," he chided himself. "Your control is pitiful, shaping is trash, and your spellcasting is akin to tossing stones into the sea without even knowing how to make it bounce—guesswork is all you are, but it's a good start, I suppose."
As he set a handful of candle-like flames afloat on all five of his fingers, his lips quirked into a wide smirk. It was only a party trick. For now, that is. I need to find more about magic and learn. I've been winging it.
That was true; he didn't understand anything about magic. All he'd done so far was try to emulate the rune he'd seen in the memory snippet through the help of [Magic Perception] and cast a few party tricks. Was that impressive? He had literally no comparison to base off of, thus why he knew he needed to learn more.
Theodore's memories proved to be useless in this regard, too. His father hadn't found him worthy enough to be assigned a mage as a tutor. Theodore was a disappointment through and through, and that's why he'd been sent to rule the bordertowns.
He could cast the spell, yes, but he didn't understand the underlying concepts that fueled the magic or what the process was.
-3-
Ethan descended down the stairs that would lead him to the dining room where breakfast had already been laid out for him. Two maids were present as well. It was a feast of the likes he'd only ever read in fairy tales. Fried, scrambled, boiled eggs. Different shapes, sizes, and cuts. Cakes and pies in varying quantities and sizes. Grilled meat, smoked and salted. How could he ever eat everything alone?
Ethan exhaled and then dove in; however, he still maintained decorum as it was imperative to do so given that he was a noble now. Regardless, once done, he made it to the meeting room given that he had some people to meet today.
"Barely breaking even," Ethan muttered, flicking the parchment in his hand. He frowned at the financial situation of Holden, the town he was in charge of. The bordertowns consisted of a series of towns lying on the periphery of the borders. Each town was a barony in name, and nobles—especially troublesome nobles—were often sent here to practice ruling and to make them accustomed to how the common folk lived, so they could empathize with the people they ruled.
With how many bandits the region had had lately, the Blight, debt, tax, and interest that'd ramped up, Ethan's current situation was mind-fucking at best and a keg waiting to explode at worst.
I don't want to deal with Theo's issues.
Not only was this whole situation something Ethan did not want in the slightest, a whole can of worms that were Theo's problems was thrust into his hands. Ethan had held no fantasies of getting isekai'd. That was suicide in his books. He'd have been more than happy to die and meet oblivion. But now that he was here…
Leaning back into his chair, Ethan rubbed his eyes. Yeah, he needed to deal with everything and make the best of his situation to live a comfortable life. When Roland returned with a man in tow, Ethan hummed.
The man was young, younger than Roland, even. Black hair and sharp green eyes. He held himself high with confidence and Ethan recognized him instantly. Isn't he that mage from the bar?
"My lord," Roland bowed. "I have brought a [Necromancer] as per your command."
The [Necromancer] bowed and with a thin smile said, "Pleased to be at your service, my lord. The name's Jack."
Hm. So he wasn't a mage but a [Necromancer].
"Likewise," Ethan replied with a nod, then leaned forward, smiling. "Say, Jack, would you like to be part of a business opportunity?
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2024.05.21 04:57 HeartlessBow Skyrim SE Crash Log Please Help
I try to load the game and it opens but quickly crashes. Here is the crash log, if I missed anything let me know
Skyrim SSE v1.6.1170
CrashLoggerSSE v1-14-1-0 May 18 2024 23:00:58
Unhandled exception "EXCEPTION_ACCESS_VIOLATION" at 0x7FF620A75846 SkyrimSE.exe+0CD5846 mov rcx, [rbp+rax*8+0x60]
SYSTEM SPECS:
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Skyrim SSE v1.6.1170
CrashLoggerSSE v1-14-1-0 May 18 2024 23:00:58
Unhandled exception "EXCEPTION_ACCESS_VIOLATION" at 0x7FF620A75846 SkyrimSE.exe+0CD5846 mov rcx, [rbp+rax*8+0x60]
SYSTEM SPECS:
OS: Microsoft Windows 11 Home v10.0.22631 CPU: AuthenticAMD AMD Ryzen 7 7800X3D 8-Core Processor GPU #1: AMD Navi 31 [Radeon RX 7900 XT/7900 XTX] GPU #2: AMD Raphael GPU #3: Microsoft Basic Render Driver PHYSICAL MEMORY: 14.39 GB/31.15 GB GPU MEMORY: 0.67/23.19 GB Detected Virtual Machine: Thread Expert (100%)PROBABLE CALL STACK:
[0] 0x7FF620A75846 SkyrimSE.exe+0CD5846 -> 68551+0xB6mov rcx, [rbp+rax*8+0x60] [1] 0x7FF6206B4120 SkyrimSE.exe+0914120 -> 51503+0x110test al, al [2] 0x7FF620D445DA SkyrimSE.exe+0FA45DA -> 82082+0x63Amov rbx, rax [3] 0x7FF6203E1A2B SkyrimSE.exe+0641A2B -> 36549+0x3ABmov rcx, [0x00007FF621E98958] [4] 0x7FF6203DE9C3 SkyrimSE.exe+063E9C3 -> 36544+0x53xor eax, eax [5] 0x7FF6212DBB8E SkyrimSE.exe+153BB8E -> 109636+0x106mov ebx, eax [6] 0x7FFF4D9E257D KERNEL32.DLL+001257D [7] 0x7FFF4E64AA48 ntdll.dll+005AA48REGISTERS:
RAX 0x100003E (size_t) [16777278] RCX 0x93 (size_t) [147] RDX 0x31 (size_t) [49] RBX 0x1E9FC0AE800 (void*) RSP 0x97212FF9A0 (void*) RBP 0x7FF622F278D0 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+31878D0add [rax], al) RSI 0x0 (size_t) [0] RDI 0x1E9CBD29D0C (char*) ">" R8 0x1E9CBD31DE0 (void*) R9 0x1E9CBD26030 (void*) R10 0x7FFF25190000 (void*) R11 0x7FFF251A1385 (void* -> VCRUNTIME140.dll+0011385vmovdqu ymm1, [rdx+r9*1-0x80]) R12 0x0 (size_t) [0] R13 0x7FF622EFCFC0 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+315CFC0sar byte ptr [rbp+0x1E9CC1D], 0x00) R14 0x7FF622F6C5A0 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+31CC5A0js 0x00007FF622F6C5B0) R15 0x0 (size_t) [0]STACK:
[RSP+0 ] 0x97212FF9E8 (void*) [RSP+8 ] 0x1EA6E22A4E0 (CursorMenu*) [RSP+10 ] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+18 ] 0x7FF620A75613 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+0CD5613dec [rbp+0x118]) [RSP+20 ] 0xFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFE (size_t) [uint: 18446744073709551614 int: -2] [RSP+28 ] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+30 ] 0xFFFFFFFF (size_t) [4294967295] [RSP+38 ] 0x1E9FFFFFFFF (void*) [RSP+40 ] 0x7FF623031CB0 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+3291CB0sub [rbx+0x1E9FC0B], al) [RSP+48 ] 0x1E9F68B73A0 (void*) [RSP+50 ] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+58 ] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+60 ] 0x1EA6E22A4E0 (CursorMenu*) [RSP+68 ] 0x7FF6206B4120 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+0914120test al, al) [RSP+70 ] 0x46 (size_t) [70] [RSP+78 ] 0x768 (size_t) [1896] [RSP+80 ] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+88 ] 0x768 (size_t) [1896] [RSP+90 ] 0x9700000001 (size_t) [648540061697] [RSP+98 ] 0x7FF600000000 (size_t) [140694538682368] [RSP+A0 ] 0xFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFE (size_t) [uint: 18446744073709551614 int: -2] [RSP+A8 ] 0x7FF622EFCFD0 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+315CFD0) [RSP+B0 ] 0x7FF622EFCEB0 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+315CEB0add [rax], al) [RSP+B8 ] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+C0 ] 0x2 (size_t) [2] [RSP+C8 ] 0x7FF620D445DA (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+0FA45DAmov rbx, rax) [RSP+D0 ] 0x46 (size_t) [70] [RSP+D8 ] 0x1EA6E22A4E0 (CursorMenu*) [RSP+E0 ] 0x1E9FC066DC0 (void*) [RSP+E8 ] 0x97212FFB70 (void*) [RSP+F0 ] 0xFFFFFFFF00000004 (size_t) [uint: 18446744069414584324 int: -4294967292] [RSP+F8 ] 0x8 (size_t) [8] [RSP+100] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+108] 0x7FF6206B4010 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+0914010push rsi) [RSP+110] 0x200000000 (size_t) [8589934592] [RSP+118] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+120] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+128] 0xDEDBA096DEDBA096 (size_t) [uint: 16058605466164109462 int: -2388138607545442154] [RSP+130] 0x2 (size_t) [2] [RSP+138] 0x7FF622EFCFD0 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+315CFD0) [RSP+140] 0x7FF623031C90 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+3291C90call 0x00007FF60CFF21CB) [RSP+148] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+150] 0x7FF623031CB0 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+3291CB0sub [rbx+0x1E9FC0B], al) [RSP+158] 0x7FF623031CB0 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+3291CB0sub [rbx+0x1E9FC0B], al) [RSP+160] 0x7FF623031910 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+3291910add [rax], al) [RSP+168] 0x7FF61FF4F2D6 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+01AF2D6inc [rdi+0x378]) [RSP+170] 0x7FF623031C90 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+3291C90call 0x00007FF60CFF21CB) [RSP+178] 0x7FF621508160 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+1768160sbb bh, cl) [RSP+180] 0x97212FFB48 (void*) [RSP+188] 0x7FF6203BBC3E (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+061BC3Emov rbx, [rsp+0x30]) [RSP+190] 0xFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFE (size_t) [uint: 18446744073709551614 int: -2] [RSP+198] 0x1E9CBDDA4D0 (BSUIMessageData*) [RSP+1A0] 0x7FF622F311F8 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+31911F8call 0x00007FF60CEF1733) [RSP+1A8] 0x1E9F68B7B08 (char*) "F" [RSP+1B0] 0x7FF622EFD008 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+315D008or al, 0x23) [RSP+1B8] 0x1E9F68B73A0 (void*) [RSP+1C0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+1C8] 0x7FF6206B4010 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+0914010push rsi) [RSP+1D0] 0x1 (size_t) [1] [RSP+1D8] 0x1 (size_t) [1] [RSP+1E0] 0xFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFE (size_t) [uint: 18446744073709551614 int: -2] [RSP+1E8] 0x1EA4E1BAFC0 (FaderMenu*) [RSP+1F0] 0x7FF621508160 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+1768160sbb bh, cl) [RSP+1F8] 0x7FF622EFCFC0 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+315CFC0sar byte ptr [rbp+0x1E9CC1D], 0x00) [RSP+200] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+208] 0x7FF6206E3E68 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+0943E68cmp byte ptr [0x00007FF622F4EED3], 0x00) [RSP+210] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+218] 0x97212FFC30 (void*) [RSP+220] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+228] 0x7FF600000001 (size_t) [140694538682369] [RSP+230] 0xFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFE (size_t) [uint: 18446744073709551614 int: -2] [RSP+238] 0x7FF6230318B0 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+32918B0or al, 0x23) [RSP+240] 0xFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFE (size_t) [uint: 18446744073709551614 int: -2] [RSP+248] 0x7FF620682973 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+08E2973nop) [RSP+250] 0x2 (size_t) [2] [RSP+258] 0x7FF61FF5CC94 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+01BCC94test al, al) [RSP+260] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+268] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+270] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+278] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+280] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+288] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+290] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+298] 0xA (size_t) [10] [RSP+2A0] 0x97212FFCE9 (void*) [RSP+2A8] 0x7FF6203E1A2B (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+0641A2Bmov rcx, [0x00007FF621E98958]) [RSP+2B0] 0x7FF622EFCEB0 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+315CEB0add [rax], al) [RSP+2B8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+2C0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+2C8] 0x7FFE00000000 (size_t) [140728898420736] [RSP+2D0] 0x1E900000000 (size_t) [2100239007744] [RSP+2D8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+2E0] 0x9700000000 (size_t) [648540061696] [RSP+2E8] 0x9700000000 (size_t) [648540061696] [RSP+2F0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+2F8] 0x7FFE00000000 (size_t) [140728898420736] [RSP+300] 0x9700000000 (size_t) [648540061696] [RSP+308] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+310] 0x97212FFC00 (void*) [RSP+318] 0x97212FFD00 (void*) [RSP+320] 0xFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFE (size_t) [uint: 18446744073709551614 int: -2] [RSP+328] 0x7FFE72C7D58D (void* -> skse64_1_6_1170.dll+009D58Dadd rsp, 0x38) [RSP+330] 0x7FF621742BE8 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+19A2BE8adc [rcx+0x7FF620A6], ah) [RSP+338] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+340] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+348] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+350] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+358] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+360] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+368] 0xFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFE (size_t) [uint: 18446744073709551614 int: -2] [RSP+370] 0x230C0000686C (size_t) [38534446606444] [RSP+378] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+380] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+388] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+390] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+398] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+3A0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+3A8] 0x7FF6203DE9C3 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+063E9C3xor eax, eax) [RSP+3B0] 0x9700000002 (size_t) [648540061698] [RSP+3B8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+3C0] 0xA (size_t) [10] [RSP+3C8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+3D0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+3D8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+3E0] 0xA (size_t) [10] [RSP+3E8] 0x7FFF4C2CF0C0 (void* -> ucrtbase.dll+00FF0C0) [RSP+3F0] 0x1E9F68D55B0 (void*) [RSP+3F8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+400] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+408] 0x7FFF4C1F585C (void* -> ucrtbase.dll+002585Ctest eax, eax) [RSP+410] 0x1E9F68BA776 (char*) """ [RSP+418] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+420] 0x97212FFD68 (void*) [RSP+428] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+430] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+438] 0x7FF6212DBB8E (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+153BB8Emov ebx, eax) [RSP+440] 0xA (size_t) [10] [RSP+448] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+450] 0x7FF6235DD310 (void* -> SkyrimSE.exe+383D310call 0x00007FF6235DD315) [RSP+458] 0x9721179000 (void*) [RSP+460] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+468] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+470] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+478] 0x7FFF4D9E257D (void* -> KERNEL32.DLL+001257Dmov ecx, eax) [RSP+480] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+488] 0x7FFEC73F4B60 (void* -> usvfs_x64.dll+0084B60push rbx) [RSP+490] 0x1 (size_t) [1] [RSP+498] 0x1 (size_t) [1] [RSP+4A0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+4A8] 0x7FFF4E64AA48 (void* -> ntdll.dll+005AA48jmp 0x00007FFF4E64AA69) [RSP+4B0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+4B8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+4C0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+4C8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+4D0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+4D8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+4E0] 0x216323DE00000000 (size_t) [2405806062335688704] [RSP+4E8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+4F0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+4F8] 0x7FFF4BA3CBB0 (void* -> KERNELBASE.dll+015CBB0mov [rsp+0x10], rbx) [RSP+500] 0x97212FE480 (void*) [RSP+508] 0xAB03A1B80001FFFD (size_t) [uint: 12322870817061994493 int: -6123873256647557123] [RSP+510] 0x7FFF6AC0E86E (size_t) [140734984415342] [RSP+518] 0x97212FE480 (void*) [RSP+520] 0x7FFF4E64AA20 (void* -> ntdll.dll+005AA20sub rsp, 0x78) [RSP+528] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+530] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+538] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+540] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+548] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+550] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+558] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+560] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+568] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+570] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+578] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+580] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+588] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+590] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+598] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+5A0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+5A8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+5B0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+5B8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+5C0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+5C8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+5D0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+5D8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+5E0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+5E8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+5F0] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+5F8] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+600] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+608] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+610] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+618] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+620] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+628] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+630] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+638] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+640] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+648] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+650] 0x0 (size_t) [0] [RSP+658] 0x0 (size_t) [0]MODULES:
XINPUT1_3.dll 0x000000400000 X3DAudio1_7.dll 0x000070750000 amdenc64.dll 0x000070990000 po3_ConsolePlusPlus.dll 0x01E9906D0000 BladeAndBlunt.dll 0x01E9FFA50000 SkyrimSE.exe 0x7FF61FDA0000 graphics-hook64.dll 0x7FFE6ADB0000 DSOUND.DLL 0x7FFE6AE40000 XAudio2_7.dll 0x7FFE6D7C0000 gameoverlayrenderer64.dll 0x7FFE6DFC0000 WhoseQuestIsItAnyway.dll 0x7FFE6E160000 VendorRespawnFix.dll 0x7FFE6E230000 Twilight.dll 0x7FFE6E2B0000 TrueHUD.dll 0x7FFE6E320000 SurvivalModeImproved.dll 0x7FFE6E3E0000 SurvivalControlPanel.dll 0x7FFE6E4A0000 SSMT_Fix.dll 0x7FFE6E570000 SSEDisplayTweaks.dll 0x7FFE6E5E0000 SoftShadows.dll 0x7FFE6E680000 ScriptEffectArchetypeCrashFix.dll 0x7FFE6E730000 ScrambledBugs.dll 0x7FFE6E7B0000 ScaleformTranslationPP.dll 0x7FFE6E850000 RemoveAllItemsFix.dll 0x7FFE6E960000 RememberLockpickAngle.dll 0x7FFE6E9F0000 RecursionFPSFix.dll 0x7FFE6EA60000 QuickLootRE.dll 0x7FFE6EB40000 po3_Tweaks.dll 0x7FFE6EC90000 po3_SpellPerkItemDistributor.dll 0x7FFE6ED90000 po3_SimpleOffenceSuppression.dll 0x7FFE6EF50000 po3_PapyrusExtender.dll 0x7FFE6EFF0000 po3_MoonMod.dll 0x7FFE6F270000 po3_LockVariations.dll 0x7FFE6F320000 po3_KeywordItemDistributor.dll 0x7FFE6F3D0000 po3_EnhancedInvisibility.dll 0x7FFE6F570000 po3_EnemyFriendlyFire.dll 0x7FFE6F620000 po3_DualCastingFix.dll 0x7FFE6F6C0000 PapyrusUtil.dll 0x7FFE6F810000 PapyrusTweaks.dll 0x7FFE6F980000 MoreInformativeConsole.dll 0x7FFE6FA80000 MergeMapper.dll 0x7FFE6FBB0000 MediaKeysFix.dll 0x7FFE6FC90000 MCMHelper.dll 0x7FFE6FD00000 MaxsuAIProcessFix.dll 0x7FFE6FDE0000 Journeyman.dll 0x7FFE6FE50000 JContainers64.dll 0x7FFE6FFB0000 InstantlySkipDialogueNG.dll 0x7FFE70290000 ImprovementNamesCustomizedSSE.dll 0x7FFE70340000 HDLocalMap.dll 0x7FFE70410000 HandToHand.dll 0x7FFE70470000 GrassSamplerFix.dll 0x7FFE70520000 FixNotesForSkyUI.dll 0x7FFE705B0000 FireHurtsRE.dll 0x7FFE70610000 EquipEnchantmentFix.dll 0x7FFE706A0000 encounter_zones_unlocked.dll 0x7FFE70720000 DynamicCollisionAdjustment.dll 0x7FFE70780000 CustomSkills.dll 0x7FFE707F0000 CrashLogger.dll 0x7FFE708B0000 CraftingCategories.dll 0x7FFE70B80000 ComprehensiveAttackRatePatch.dll 0x7FFE70C00000 D3DCOMPILER_47.dll 0x7FFE70DB0000 CommunityShaders.dll 0x7FFE71210000 CombatMusicFix_NG.dll 0x7FFE71440000 steamclient64.dll 0x7FFE71560000 skse64_1_6_1170.dll 0x7FFE72BE0000 BugFixesSSE.dll 0x7FFE72D10000 BetterThirdPersonSelection.dll 0x7FFE72DA0000 BetterJumpingSE.dll 0x7FFE73000000 EngineFixes.dll 0x7FFE73060000 BashBugFix.dll 0x7FFE73F70000 vstdlib_s64.dll 0x7FFE74020000 tier0_s64.dll 0x7FFE740E0000 AuroraFix.dll 0x7FFE74430000 bink2w64.dll 0x7FFE76970000 AnimatedStaticReload.dll 0x7FFE827F0000 DINPUT8.dll 0x7FFE82850000 steam_api64.dll 0x7FFE828A0000 usvfs_x64.dll 0x7FFEC7370000 tbbmalloc.dll 0x7FFEF11A0000 ToYourFace.dll 0x7FFEF41A0000 xinput1_4.dll 0x7FFEF5D50000 MSVCP140_ATOMIC_WAIT.dll 0x7FFF189E0000 tbb.dll 0x7FFF18A00000 VCRUNTIME140_1.dll 0x7FFF23D40000 MSVCP140.dll 0x7FFF25100000 VCRUNTIME140.dll 0x7FFF25190000 BarterLimitFix.dll 0x7FFF27630000 ResampleDmo.DLL 0x7FFF2B500000 msdmo.dll 0x7FFF2B5C0000 Windows.UI.dll 0x7FFF34180000 d3dx9_42.dll 0x7FFF35060000 winmmbase.dll 0x7FFF37470000 inputhost.dll 0x7FFF37950000 amdxx64.dll 0x7FFF3A1C0000 AUDIOSES.DLL 0x7FFF3E1D0000 textinputframework.dll 0x7FFF3EA20000 MPR.dll 0x7FFF3EB70000 webio.dll 0x7FFF3F980000 MMDevApi.dll 0x7FFF40B50000 amdihk64.dll 0x7FFF40E00000 atidxx64.dll 0x7FFF40E40000 WINMM.dll 0x7FFF40E70000 VERSION.dll 0x7FFF42510000 dbghelp.dll 0x7FFF438D0000 CoreUIComponents.dll 0x7FFF43C00000 avrt.dll 0x7FFF44D40000 directxdatabasehelper.dll 0x7FFF44EA0000 rasadhlp.dll 0x7FFF45410000 WINHTTP.dll 0x7FFF457B0000 large_sector_fix.dll 0x7FFF46F00000 d3d11.dll 0x7FFF479A0000 dcomp.dll 0x7FFF481F0000 CoreMessaging.dll 0x7FFF48870000 apphelp.dll 0x7FFF48C70000 WINNSI.DLL 0x7FFF48DF0000 uxtheme.dll 0x7FFF48E40000 dxcore.dll 0x7FFF48F40000 dxgi.dll 0x7FFF48F80000 dwmapi.dll 0x7FFF49180000 resourcepolicyclient.dll 0x7FFF492F0000 wintypes.dll 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2024.05.21 04:11 HannahAveryWrites Army Affair: Ch 3
First, a little about me. I'm 5'5ish, 135ish depending on the day, and have dark brown hair that falls part way down my back with brown eyes. My mom is a Crow (Native American) and my dad is Italian so the olive complexion genes are active in my family. I've got a fairly petite/athletic build with a 32B chest and a toned butt. My nipples are dark brown, on the smaller side, and I shave everywhere. I'm a fan of tattoos and have a feather on my foot, flower pieces on my right hip into my lower ribs, left shoulder, and lower back, a small script piece in my left side bra line, a green carebear in my left bikini line and a large dream catcher down my left ribs. If there's a detail I've left out, feel free to ask ;)
What a week. 18 year old me had gone from a dry spell since AIT and graduation to a blow job, facial, and quick hard sex with a married captain at my first duty station. I was falling fast and hard for him. I wanted him to want me. I wanted him to think of me when he thought of being intimate. I wanted to be his release to do everything she wouldn't.
Dustin snapped me this morning, a pic of his obvious buldge greeting my day. "How's my little Private this morning? I wish you were here to help with this"....You have no idea Dustin. Now that the bandaid has been ripped off, I want nothing more than to keep going. I send him a snap back of my semi sheer, black athletic thong, holding it open in the front with the caption "you could drop your load right in here sir". Naughty I know. For some reason, the thought of him filling my underwear with cum is erotic and in the moment, I crave the feel of his warmth between my legs.
"Come by the house on your lunch break and you can have it" I get in reply. Fuck.
I get dressed in my camo uniform with a generic sports bra and the same black athletic thong underneath and try make it through the morning as routinely as possible. Not possible. All I can think of is what I'm willing to do for the married man I'm lusting for and it's got my mind anywhere but at work.
Dustin let's me know he left early for lunch so he's ready whenever I am. The whole drive over, my mind is racing at the prospect of what's about to happen. I knock and find the door open, with Dustin on the couch, laptop open to some semi sexy photos I'd sent to tease him over the last week while he strokes his firm shaft. "Private Hannah reporting as ordered sir" I say as sexily as I can muster in the spur of the moment.
"Private Hannah, you said you'd found a place to hold my cum" completely keeping character.
"Yes sir" I say, stepping around to stand in front of him, undoing my belt and the buttons on my pants, letting them drop to the floor around my ankles.
"Open up then, I'm already close since you decided to be late"
I hold open the front of my black athletic thong, exposing my shaved pubic area for his inspection.
"At least you remembered to shave to start the week" he says and he builds the pace of his stroking and touches the tip of his penis against my smooth skin. In moments I see him start to swell as he nears his release. A thick rope of white cum erupts from his tip and is followed by a second, third, and fourth. My underwear is filled with his thick, warm release and soon its soaked, mixing with my own minor arousal that has built at the situation. As he finishes, I let go of my waistband and allow my cum soaked thong to cling to my lower lips, teasing me with what could have been.
I pull my pants back up and stand breathless in front of eachother. It's been less than 10 minutes since I walked through the door, we've barely spoken and now his cum is dripping down my inner thigh. What has happened? I feel like an incredibly erotic play thing that's been used for a passing moment of pleasure and right then, I know I'm hooked.
"Hannah, I'm sorry if that was too much" Dustin says, coming to the realization that I'm now back in uniform with his cum filling my panties.
I kiss him square on the lips. "Shhhh babe. I wanted this. I want all of you"
"So you really liked that?"
"Dustin that has got to be one of the hottest things I've ever tried. I'm not changing for work"
I sit on his couch in a pool of his release while we chat for the remainder of our lunch hour. When it's time to go, I feel a glob of him drip down my leg. "Can I come spend the night tonight?" I ask, hoping to get my own release after work.
"Sure hun, I just have a few calls to make but it's okay"
I head back to work with a kiss goodbye and the rest of the day I can feel the stickiness between my legs and it keeps me on edge. I run back to my barracks room, take a fast shower, grab a change of clothes for tomorrow, and something special for tonight. I throw on some gym shorts and a hoodie over my sports bra. Coupled with my slides and I'm back across post and find a note on the door "on a call, be quite when you come in"
I come in and quietly shut the door and make my way past Dustin in the livingroom, obviously on a video chat with someone with the screen facing the wall to the garage. I hear a woman's voice say "oh man those walls are paper thin, I think I just heard the neighbors kids come home from school"
Oh shit, he's on with his wife I realize as I tiptoe my way to the master bedroom where I change into my suprise. Naked in his bedroom, I slip into a teal, sheer lace bra with enough underwire support to give me a little cleavage. I pull on a matching set of panties with an intricate sheer lace front and a single thin string between my cheeks in the back. I fold up my sticky cum soaked thong from earlier and walk back into the livingroom.
Dustin does a double take as I come around the corner. He covers this with a coughing fit as his wife asks if he's okay. "Yeah hun just had an itch in my throat" and they continue chatting, her oblivious to the fact that I've just sat down across from him.
I look him square in the eyes as I begin to tease my dark brown nipples through my sheer lace bra. As he tries to hold a conversation, I do everything I can to lightly tease him. I pinch and massage my breasts, softly run a finger between my legs on top of my lacy bottoms. I stand up and start to stretch, bending forward to let my small breasts hang just out of sight of his camera before turning around and bending forward, reaching back to spread my bum and letting the g-string bury itself between my cheeks, barely keeping my other tight hole from view.
I turn back around and unfold the sticky thong he came in earlier and hold it up for him to see the stain his release left on them, right between the legs. I pull my teal lace thong down in the front, and standing right behind his computer, I begin to lightly tease myself with the soft fabric of the back athletic thong, gently massaging my clit, resoaking the nearly dry panties with another round of sexual arousal.
As my arousal grows, I gradually push into my slick entrance and with one finger and then another, the soft athletic fabric of my underwear once again getting soaked as I rub my clit with them, teasing myself with the over stimulating feel against my raw bundle of nerves. I squat down, my face now right behind the computer screen as I squeeze my breast and open my mouth in a silent moan, performing for the man who can't respond.
All of a sudden I stop, ending my tease at the edge of release, not wanting to slip and give away what's going on...and to tease Dustin further. I stand up, place the arousal and cum soaked black thong on the table right behind his laptop and I walk to the kitchen and begin working on dinner with whatever ingredients I can scrounge up in the kitchen. It's such a turn on to do such a normal task in such a small set of lingerie and I secretly hope that Dustin is sneaking peeks at me from across the house.
At long last I feel warm, strong hands wrap around my waist and a kiss finds my cheek. "How's my baby girl, you little tease?"
I blush at the pet name the gentle touch. "I'm almost done, go sit down you silly boy" I say as I start to plate our dinner of chicken and grilled veggies, sauntering into the dining room like a server at one of those lingerie sports bars.
"So you sure know how to put on a show, Hannah" Dustin says as we begin to eat
"I can be anything you want me to be" I say as I begin a speech I'd thought through in my head, telling Dustin that I don't want casual, I want to be the girl he craves, the one who does the things that no one else does, who let's him try the things he's only imagined I'm his wildest sessions alone with himself.
"What do you get out of all of this?" He asks, questioning this step towards commitment.
"I get to explore myself and act out my cravings without having to deal with all the rumors of barracks and searching for guys to feel safe with. I don't want to be your wife. I just want you to forget her when your with me, and I want you to think of me when you choose how to play"
"Well if you're going to explore, we're going to have to push you out of your comfort zone and actually find new places and things to try"
My heart is racing as fantasies flood through my mind. "What do you have in mind?"
"Just play along with different roles and we'll see what happens baby girl"
Baby girl....is this role number one? Does Dustin think that with our 8 year age gap and my petite frame that we could play out what I think he wants to play? I did just tell him that I want to be the one he thinks of.
"Yes daddy"
"Good Girl"
I. Am. Wet.
"So what did you have in mind for dessert baby girl?"
I stand up, clean up, take Dustin by the hand. "These can end up on the floor too" i say motioning to my sheer lingerie.
"Not yet" he replies, guiding me back to the bedroom.
I find myself once again on Dustin's bed, this time guided into the center, onto my hands and knees. With gentle pressure between my shoulder blades, I drop to my elbows, arching my back and exposing my entrances to open view, my modesty preserved only by the thin g-string buried between my cheeks.
Dustin pulls that to the side, bringing my arousal fully into view. I shudder as a soft, wet tongue traces it's way teasingly between my parted lips, beginning at the bundle of nerves aching in my core and ending in the tight wet hole that's been longing to be filled since I started my teasing back at lunch. I moan a soft sigh of want as Dustin licks me again and again, using his thumbs to spread me open before teasing the inner entrance of my now soaked vagina with his oral stimulation.
After a few breathless minutes of almost over the edge teasing with his tongue, Dustin traces his tongue higher. My eyes go wide and my breath catches in my throat as his tongue glides across my other hole. After a brief pause, he repeats his elongated trail of tongue teasing a second and third time, ending on my bum every time.
I moan "Don't stop, daddy" as his tongue lingers on my hole, swirling around my rear entrance as his calloused fingers reach between my legs to tease my clit. I am so close as his tongue makes headway into my hole which is opening up for him at his constant stimulation.
"I'm going to fill you up baby girl" Dustin leans down and whispers in my ear, his tongue momentarily replaced by his thumb pressing further into my bum, slick with his saliva.
"Please daddy" I moan in reply, eager to keep my promise to do everything his wife won't do.
Dustin pulls away completely and reaches into his wife's nightstand. I see him pull out a bottle of lube and a silver plug with a red jeweled heart on the end, still in its packaging, unopened, unplayed with. I know what's coming and why we're playing this out right now.
Dustin removes the plug from its package and holds it tip first up to my lips. I know what he wants without saying a word. I stick out my tongue and lightly tease the cold metal tip, softly swirling circles around it, further and further down until I bob my head down, taking the whole plug in my mouth and closing my lips around the base. I look up at Dustin, the jeweled heart of the plug between my lips and softly moan in anticipation.
He pulls it out of my mouth and I seductively tease the tip one last time. "Wanna stick it in my ass daddy?" I beg as sexily as possible. After a few seconds of fumbling around with the lube bottle, I feel the cold liquid land on my hole, followed by a finger gently probing my already relaxed entrance. A moment later, the finger is replaced by the cold lubed plug and my breath catches in my throat as I stretch around the plug before closing down tightly on the base. Dustin moves my g-string back into place, covering my soaking wet lips and holding the plug firmly in my butt.
I look back at him pleadingly. I know I teased you hard earlier but if you stop now, this is just cruel. "Daddy please" I say breathlessly, not wanting the stimulation to stop while also acutely aware of the fullness inside my rear.
"Please what?"
"Please fuck me daddy"
"You have two options Hannah. You teased me, so this is a tease for you. You can go to bed, right now, right like this, or you can get your punishment and then a reward like a good girl. Bed or a spanking, your choice"
"Spank me Daddy" I beg without a moment's hesitation
smack the sharp crack of Dustin's hand on my bare cheek takes me by suprise and I clench hard on the plug inside my bum. "Oh fuck daddy" I moan in a mix of pain and pleasure. smack smack smack come three more successive blows, landing on alternating cheeks. I moan almost tearfully as my arousal builds to the point that I'm literally ready to beg for release.
"Daddy please fuck me. Do whatever you want just let me cum please"
A firm tug pulls my g-string down to my knees, still on all fours with my face in the pillows. A hard shaft rubs between my lower lips, finds my eager entrance, and in one firm thrust is buried all the way inside me. I cry out, looking back over my shoulder at Dustin who looks like a man possessed with the overwhelming urge to use me for his pleasure, and in that moment, it's all I want as well.
His firm hands grip my hips and I arch my back, throwing myself back against him to meet his own rapid thrusts. My cheeks clap a faster and faster pace as the overwhelming feeling of being completely filled mixes with the intense pleasure of the moment. I'm red faced and breathless, moaning Dustin's name as he continues in an unrelenting pace, thrusting in and out, in and out. At one point he pulls my face out of the pillows, gripping my long dark hair by my ponytail and commands "You're gonna be a good girl and cum for daddy"
He releases my hair but I remain facing forward, head up and moaning through the moment "Yes daddy, oh my fuuuuuuuuuckkkk" comes from my innocent lips as he simultaneously pulls out the buttplug and buries himself all the way inside me as I can feel him swell and begin to release against my cervix.
"That's right daddy, cum inside my pussy" I beg as he thrusts again and again as my inner walls clench down and my own release spills out of me, uncontained as I find one of the strongest orgasms of my life. His thrusts slow and eventually he pulls out, leaving me leaking cum and lube from both my holes.
He returns with a warm towel and begins to clean me off as I sit up, still in my sheer bra, and kiss him firmly on the lips. "That was incredible, daddy" I whisper, my forehead resting against his as he finishes cleaning my sensitive areas.
"Would you like to rinse off?"
I reply yes and he runs us a sensual warm shower, where nothing but gentle washing and a few lingering kisses happens. He's patient as I take extra time under the soothing water and wraps me in a soft towel when I get out.
As we get dressed into comfy pajama shorts and tshirts, I ask "so was I a good girl, daddy?"
"The best. I think we should stick with this role for awhile if you're into it"
After the time I had tonight, I'm more than willing to play along. We discuss some likes and dislikes and limits (nothing that leaves a mark where I'll have to answer questions about it at work), and reagree that none of this is a thing on the few occasions that his wife visits during her internship. And duh, no telling work, that would fuck us both.
We end the night with gentle pillow talk, and he asks if,for the role, I'd be willing to let him help me get dressed in the mornings, helping me pick out bras and undies from a selection of things I'd actually wear to work. I welcome the increased interaction and dedicated time to talk every morning without a second thought, and I fall asleep with his arm wrapped around me from behind, his strong hand under my tshirt, soothingly placed on my bare stomach, just below my belly button and just teasingly far enough into the area covered by a bikini. I'm in heaven.
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What a week. 18 year old me had gone from a dry spell since AIT and graduation to a blow job, facial, and quick hard sex with a married captain at my first duty station. I was falling fast and hard for him. I wanted him to want me. I wanted him to think of me when he thought of being intimate. I wanted to be his release to do everything she wouldn't.
Dustin snapped me this morning, a pic of his obvious buldge greeting my day. "How's my little Private this morning? I wish you were here to help with this"....You have no idea Dustin. Now that the bandaid has been ripped off, I want nothing more than to keep going. I send him a snap back of my semi sheer, black athletic thong, holding it open in the front with the caption "you could drop your load right in here sir". Naughty I know. For some reason, the thought of him filling my underwear with cum is erotic and in the moment, I crave the feel of his warmth between my legs.
"Come by the house on your lunch break and you can have it" I get in reply. Fuck.
I get dressed in my camo uniform with a generic sports bra and the same black athletic thong underneath and try make it through the morning as routinely as possible. Not possible. All I can think of is what I'm willing to do for the married man I'm lusting for and it's got my mind anywhere but at work.
Dustin let's me know he left early for lunch so he's ready whenever I am. The whole drive over, my mind is racing at the prospect of what's about to happen. I knock and find the door open, with Dustin on the couch, laptop open to some semi sexy photos I'd sent to tease him over the last week while he strokes his firm shaft. "Private Hannah reporting as ordered sir" I say as sexily as I can muster in the spur of the moment.
"Private Hannah, you said you'd found a place to hold my cum" completely keeping character.
"Yes sir" I say, stepping around to stand in front of him, undoing my belt and the buttons on my pants, letting them drop to the floor around my ankles.
"Open up then, I'm already close since you decided to be late"
I hold open the front of my black athletic thong, exposing my shaved pubic area for his inspection.
"At least you remembered to shave to start the week" he says and he builds the pace of his stroking and touches the tip of his penis against my smooth skin. In moments I see him start to swell as he nears his release. A thick rope of white cum erupts from his tip and is followed by a second, third, and fourth. My underwear is filled with his thick, warm release and soon its soaked, mixing with my own minor arousal that has built at the situation. As he finishes, I let go of my waistband and allow my cum soaked thong to cling to my lower lips, teasing me with what could have been.
I pull my pants back up and stand breathless in front of eachother. It's been less than 10 minutes since I walked through the door, we've barely spoken and now his cum is dripping down my inner thigh. What has happened? I feel like an incredibly erotic play thing that's been used for a passing moment of pleasure and right then, I know I'm hooked.
"Hannah, I'm sorry if that was too much" Dustin says, coming to the realization that I'm now back in uniform with his cum filling my panties.
I kiss him square on the lips. "Shhhh babe. I wanted this. I want all of you"
"So you really liked that?"
"Dustin that has got to be one of the hottest things I've ever tried. I'm not changing for work"
I sit on his couch in a pool of his release while we chat for the remainder of our lunch hour. When it's time to go, I feel a glob of him drip down my leg. "Can I come spend the night tonight?" I ask, hoping to get my own release after work.
"Sure hun, I just have a few calls to make but it's okay"
I head back to work with a kiss goodbye and the rest of the day I can feel the stickiness between my legs and it keeps me on edge. I run back to my barracks room, take a fast shower, grab a change of clothes for tomorrow, and something special for tonight. I throw on some gym shorts and a hoodie over my sports bra. Coupled with my slides and I'm back across post and find a note on the door "on a call, be quite when you come in"
I come in and quietly shut the door and make my way past Dustin in the livingroom, obviously on a video chat with someone with the screen facing the wall to the garage. I hear a woman's voice say "oh man those walls are paper thin, I think I just heard the neighbors kids come home from school"
Oh shit, he's on with his wife I realize as I tiptoe my way to the master bedroom where I change into my suprise. Naked in his bedroom, I slip into a teal, sheer lace bra with enough underwire support to give me a little cleavage. I pull on a matching set of panties with an intricate sheer lace front and a single thin string between my cheeks in the back. I fold up my sticky cum soaked thong from earlier and walk back into the livingroom.
Dustin does a double take as I come around the corner. He covers this with a coughing fit as his wife asks if he's okay. "Yeah hun just had an itch in my throat" and they continue chatting, her oblivious to the fact that I've just sat down across from him.
I look him square in the eyes as I begin to tease my dark brown nipples through my sheer lace bra. As he tries to hold a conversation, I do everything I can to lightly tease him. I pinch and massage my breasts, softly run a finger between my legs on top of my lacy bottoms. I stand up and start to stretch, bending forward to let my small breasts hang just out of sight of his camera before turning around and bending forward, reaching back to spread my bum and letting the g-string bury itself between my cheeks, barely keeping my other tight hole from view.
I turn back around and unfold the sticky thong he came in earlier and hold it up for him to see the stain his release left on them, right between the legs. I pull my teal lace thong down in the front, and standing right behind his computer, I begin to lightly tease myself with the soft fabric of the back athletic thong, gently massaging my clit, resoaking the nearly dry panties with another round of sexual arousal.
As my arousal grows, I gradually push into my slick entrance and with one finger and then another, the soft athletic fabric of my underwear once again getting soaked as I rub my clit with them, teasing myself with the over stimulating feel against my raw bundle of nerves. I squat down, my face now right behind the computer screen as I squeeze my breast and open my mouth in a silent moan, performing for the man who can't respond.
All of a sudden I stop, ending my tease at the edge of release, not wanting to slip and give away what's going on...and to tease Dustin further. I stand up, place the arousal and cum soaked black thong on the table right behind his laptop and I walk to the kitchen and begin working on dinner with whatever ingredients I can scrounge up in the kitchen. It's such a turn on to do such a normal task in such a small set of lingerie and I secretly hope that Dustin is sneaking peeks at me from across the house.
At long last I feel warm, strong hands wrap around my waist and a kiss finds my cheek. "How's my baby girl, you little tease?"
I blush at the pet name the gentle touch. "I'm almost done, go sit down you silly boy" I say as I start to plate our dinner of chicken and grilled veggies, sauntering into the dining room like a server at one of those lingerie sports bars.
"So you sure know how to put on a show, Hannah" Dustin says as we begin to eat
"I can be anything you want me to be" I say as I begin a speech I'd thought through in my head, telling Dustin that I don't want casual, I want to be the girl he craves, the one who does the things that no one else does, who let's him try the things he's only imagined I'm his wildest sessions alone with himself.
"What do you get out of all of this?" He asks, questioning this step towards commitment.
"I get to explore myself and act out my cravings without having to deal with all the rumors of barracks and searching for guys to feel safe with. I don't want to be your wife. I just want you to forget her when your with me, and I want you to think of me when you choose how to play"
"Well if you're going to explore, we're going to have to push you out of your comfort zone and actually find new places and things to try"
My heart is racing as fantasies flood through my mind. "What do you have in mind?"
"Just play along with different roles and we'll see what happens baby girl"
Baby girl....is this role number one? Does Dustin think that with our 8 year age gap and my petite frame that we could play out what I think he wants to play? I did just tell him that I want to be the one he thinks of.
"Yes daddy"
"Good Girl"
I. Am. Wet.
"So what did you have in mind for dessert baby girl?"
I stand up, clean up, take Dustin by the hand. "These can end up on the floor too" i say motioning to my sheer lingerie.
"Not yet" he replies, guiding me back to the bedroom.
I find myself once again on Dustin's bed, this time guided into the center, onto my hands and knees. With gentle pressure between my shoulder blades, I drop to my elbows, arching my back and exposing my entrances to open view, my modesty preserved only by the thin g-string buried between my cheeks.
Dustin pulls that to the side, bringing my arousal fully into view. I shudder as a soft, wet tongue traces it's way teasingly between my parted lips, beginning at the bundle of nerves aching in my core and ending in the tight wet hole that's been longing to be filled since I started my teasing back at lunch. I moan a soft sigh of want as Dustin licks me again and again, using his thumbs to spread me open before teasing the inner entrance of my now soaked vagina with his oral stimulation.
After a few breathless minutes of almost over the edge teasing with his tongue, Dustin traces his tongue higher. My eyes go wide and my breath catches in my throat as his tongue glides across my other hole. After a brief pause, he repeats his elongated trail of tongue teasing a second and third time, ending on my bum every time.
I moan "Don't stop, daddy" as his tongue lingers on my hole, swirling around my rear entrance as his calloused fingers reach between my legs to tease my clit. I am so close as his tongue makes headway into my hole which is opening up for him at his constant stimulation.
"I'm going to fill you up baby girl" Dustin leans down and whispers in my ear, his tongue momentarily replaced by his thumb pressing further into my bum, slick with his saliva.
"Please daddy" I moan in reply, eager to keep my promise to do everything his wife won't do.
Dustin pulls away completely and reaches into his wife's nightstand. I see him pull out a bottle of lube and a silver plug with a red jeweled heart on the end, still in its packaging, unopened, unplayed with. I know what's coming and why we're playing this out right now.
Dustin removes the plug from its package and holds it tip first up to my lips. I know what he wants without saying a word. I stick out my tongue and lightly tease the cold metal tip, softly swirling circles around it, further and further down until I bob my head down, taking the whole plug in my mouth and closing my lips around the base. I look up at Dustin, the jeweled heart of the plug between my lips and softly moan in anticipation.
He pulls it out of my mouth and I seductively tease the tip one last time. "Wanna stick it in my ass daddy?" I beg as sexily as possible. After a few seconds of fumbling around with the lube bottle, I feel the cold liquid land on my hole, followed by a finger gently probing my already relaxed entrance. A moment later, the finger is replaced by the cold lubed plug and my breath catches in my throat as I stretch around the plug before closing down tightly on the base. Dustin moves my g-string back into place, covering my soaking wet lips and holding the plug firmly in my butt.
I look back at him pleadingly. I know I teased you hard earlier but if you stop now, this is just cruel. "Daddy please" I say breathlessly, not wanting the stimulation to stop while also acutely aware of the fullness inside my rear.
"Please what?"
"Please fuck me daddy"
"You have two options Hannah. You teased me, so this is a tease for you. You can go to bed, right now, right like this, or you can get your punishment and then a reward like a good girl. Bed or a spanking, your choice"
"Spank me Daddy" I beg without a moment's hesitation
smack the sharp crack of Dustin's hand on my bare cheek takes me by suprise and I clench hard on the plug inside my bum. "Oh fuck daddy" I moan in a mix of pain and pleasure. smack smack smack come three more successive blows, landing on alternating cheeks. I moan almost tearfully as my arousal builds to the point that I'm literally ready to beg for release.
"Daddy please fuck me. Do whatever you want just let me cum please"
A firm tug pulls my g-string down to my knees, still on all fours with my face in the pillows. A hard shaft rubs between my lower lips, finds my eager entrance, and in one firm thrust is buried all the way inside me. I cry out, looking back over my shoulder at Dustin who looks like a man possessed with the overwhelming urge to use me for his pleasure, and in that moment, it's all I want as well.
His firm hands grip my hips and I arch my back, throwing myself back against him to meet his own rapid thrusts. My cheeks clap a faster and faster pace as the overwhelming feeling of being completely filled mixes with the intense pleasure of the moment. I'm red faced and breathless, moaning Dustin's name as he continues in an unrelenting pace, thrusting in and out, in and out. At one point he pulls my face out of the pillows, gripping my long dark hair by my ponytail and commands "You're gonna be a good girl and cum for daddy"
He releases my hair but I remain facing forward, head up and moaning through the moment "Yes daddy, oh my fuuuuuuuuuckkkk" comes from my innocent lips as he simultaneously pulls out the buttplug and buries himself all the way inside me as I can feel him swell and begin to release against my cervix.
"That's right daddy, cum inside my pussy" I beg as he thrusts again and again as my inner walls clench down and my own release spills out of me, uncontained as I find one of the strongest orgasms of my life. His thrusts slow and eventually he pulls out, leaving me leaking cum and lube from both my holes.
He returns with a warm towel and begins to clean me off as I sit up, still in my sheer bra, and kiss him firmly on the lips. "That was incredible, daddy" I whisper, my forehead resting against his as he finishes cleaning my sensitive areas.
"Would you like to rinse off?"
I reply yes and he runs us a sensual warm shower, where nothing but gentle washing and a few lingering kisses happens. He's patient as I take extra time under the soothing water and wraps me in a soft towel when I get out.
As we get dressed into comfy pajama shorts and tshirts, I ask "so was I a good girl, daddy?"
"The best. I think we should stick with this role for awhile if you're into it"
After the time I had tonight, I'm more than willing to play along. We discuss some likes and dislikes and limits (nothing that leaves a mark where I'll have to answer questions about it at work), and reagree that none of this is a thing on the few occasions that his wife visits during her internship. And duh, no telling work, that would fuck us both.
We end the night with gentle pillow talk, and he asks if,for the role, I'd be willing to let him help me get dressed in the mornings, helping me pick out bras and undies from a selection of things I'd actually wear to work. I welcome the increased interaction and dedicated time to talk every morning without a second thought, and I fall asleep with his arm wrapped around me from behind, his strong hand under my tshirt, soothingly placed on my bare stomach, just below my belly button and just teasingly far enough into the area covered by a bikini. I'm in heaven.
2024.05.21 04:11 HannahAveryWrites Army Affair: Ch 2
Hey everyone! This is my 2nd post about my affair with Dustin, a 26 year old, married, captain on staff while I was a newly arrived 18 year old private at my first duty station.
I hope you enjoy Part 2, and as always, I'm welcome to receive any constructive feedback you may have about my writing or if you just want to talk! If you're just here to bash me for having an affair with someone, save your breath, I'll just block you. Without further ado, Part 2 of my affair with Dustin! <3 Hannah
First, a little about me. I'm 5'5ish, 135ish depending on the day, and have dark brown hair that falls part way down my back with brown eyes. My mom is a Crow (Native American) and my dad is Italian so the olive complexion genes are active in my family. I've got a fairly petite/athletic build with a 32B chest and a toned butt. My nipples are dark brown, on the smaller side, and I shave everywhere. I'm a fan of tattoos and have a feather on my foot, flower pieces on my right hip into my lower ribs, left shoulder, and lower back, a small script piece in my left side bra line, a green carebear in my left bikini line and a large dream catcher down my left ribs. If there's a detail I've left out, feel free to ask ;)
I sat alone in my barracks room the morning after my first in person experience with Dustin, the officer I'd met on Bumble who turned out to have a wife going to school out of state. I'd ignored any thought of walking away from this potentially messy situation and now found myself waking up alone in my room, the morning after letting a married officer cum all over my face and chest while i fingered myself to orgasm kneeling in front of him. I admitted two simple truths to myself: it had been the biggest rush of my life, and i absolutely needed more.
I checked my phone and saw 4 new messages from Dustin, all expounding on the fact he wished we didn't have to go to work today and how he wished I was there with him. As I got dressed for the daily workday routine of morning physical training, I snapped him a pic in just my maroon sports bra and black athletic thong and sent it to him, telling Dustin how I wished I could do PT in his home gym in just this. The buldge pic I got in return told me he liked the sound of that as I slipped back to reality, put on my PT uniform and joined my platoon for the usual Monday run. This was the rush. The dual life I craved and what drew me to Dustin. One minute I was sending sexy snaps to a man I shouldn't be with, living in the world of secret meetups and fun and the next, I was out joining my platoon for a normal daily routine workout. The world of the rush was addicting and I'd only just dipped my toes (mouth) in.
My day to day world of learning about fuel tankers, learning to drive them under NVGs, how to test fuel quality to ensure adequate grade for the type of unit I was supporting and all manner of tactical skills that would help me integrate into a complex military operation was genuinely rewarding and occupied my attention fairly easily. But then I'd find myself longing for a breakout. Longing for the rush of excitement I'd only just tasted. Each message from Dustin became a small dose of "you shouldn't but you will" and I wanted more.
Dustin had a busy schedule at the staff he worked on, but always took a moment to ask "how's my beautiful Private doing? Need anything from the Exchange?" We had had one intimate in person encounter and already this was taking on more than just a hookup from a dating app. We both recognized that actively developing a relationship behind the back of one partner's spouse automatically made this more than "just sex"....which we hadn't even had yet.
Between his work schedule and mine, we found it difficult to meet up the week following our evening of watching football with a side of a blowjob. Didn't stop me from letting him know I wanted more. I dropped all the hints. I sent him pics of choices of underwear for the day, letting him choose from a few options I was comfortable working in and then sending him quick snaps from the bathroom at work, proving his Private really wore what he'd asked her to. I also introduced him to a pink, 6 inch, anatomically correct dildo I typically used in the evening when I craved him desperately. I showed him that just like with his similarly sized shaft, I could force my lips to reach its base as the tip slid into the back of my throat. I also laid it on top of the underwear he had chosen for me one day, a simple pair of boyshorts that looked incredible with a pink phallis on top, illustrating just how far into my petite frame it/he would go if I would just slip them to the side and insert it/him.
I kept him wanting more. You can see my underwear, but only laid out on my bed, or on me, not tossed to the side showing you underneath. You can see my small collection of sex toys in my drawer or in my mouth, but the camera stops before they get to where they're the most fun. By Thursday, Dustin was desperate for the week to end so we could be together. He sent me a video of him teasing himself with pictures of me on his laptop and I thought it was the hottest thing ever to watch a man who definitively out ranked me choosing "his beautiful Private" over his wife. By Saturday we were going to go wild if we didn't take the next step.
There's different types of duty in the military, from a barracks desk to an installation watch office and every echelon in between. Saturday Dustin had duty for his brigade, which normally meant not a lot of time sitting at a desk, but a lot of time going around inspecting important places in his unit and making reports of what he found. I couldn't wait any longer and neither could he. I told him he should just add me to his list of inspections and quickly have his way with me during his rounds. Not the fairy tale special first time but the raw, I need you now and I'm tired of waiting, that two deprived lovers seek.
He agreed and said he would have time to "run home for dinner" if I would be ready and waiting for him. Ready and waiting in your bed. Quicky to satisfy this urge and let me plan something more while I wait. Yes. Dustin agreed to leave his side door unlocked so I could let myself in while he was at work. Apparently despite our lack of intimacy, our constant stream of communication built a trust that I wouldn't rob him blind lol seriously though, I respected his trust and didn't take an opportunity to go through all his stuff or leave a letter for his wife or anything crazy in between.
Instead, I drove over in late afternoon in a pair of black Nike soccer shorts with a built-in liner, so I went sans underwear, and continued the trend with a pink tshirt and matching hoodie without a bra, letting my small, 32B chest bounce a little as I let myself in, walked past the couch I'd kneeled in front of to receive a facial at the previous weekend and made my way towards Dustin's bedroom upstairs. I found aa spacious king bed that occupied the majority of the fairly small room in military housing, leaving a small walk way on either side, wide enough for matching his and hers nightstands on either side of the bed and space at the end of the bed where the room flowed into the master bathroom sweat complete with walk in closet, linen closet and 2 sink bathroom with a nice deep tub.
I set my purse down on what was clearly his wife's nightstand and quickly stopped out of my comfy clothes I'd worn to my visit. I plopped down naked in his bed, with a condom and lube laid out on her nightstand next to my purse. I sent Dustin a nude selfie of me on his wife's side of the bed, with a caption letting him know I was ready for our quicky. A quick reply let me know I had 15 minutes. I was immediately slick with anticipation. I set a pillow in the center of the bed and scooted my butt towards the edge of the bed as I spread my legs wide and began to tease light circles around my clit as I began to tease myself in preparation for the quick coupling that was minutes away. As my breath quickened and my heart raced, I dabbed a small glob of lube onto two of my fingers and I slowly stretched myself, my inner walls relaxing to recieve one, two, three fingers as I continued to rub my clit, my body as desperate to be with Dustin as my heart was.
A rattling of keys in the front door let me know my time was up as I removed the 3 fingers currently satiating the desperate urges of my core. Racing footsteps up the stairs found Dustin at the door in seconds, with his beautiful Private spread eagle on the edge of the bed waiting for him. I looked up at him in his uniform, totally unashamed of my nude and vulnerable position and told him his Private was ready for his inspection.
In a flash his camo jacket was tossed aside, the brown undershirt following behind and he rushed to undo his belt and soon had his pants and briefs around his ankles. In a moment he was leaning down on top of me, hungrily kissing my lips as his firm shaft pressed against my core as I pulled him into a tight embrace between my wide spread legs. As we passionately kissed, our tongues breathlessly intertwined, I paused and asked him if he wanted the condom off his wife's nightstand. I reminded him I was on the shot for BC, but it was his choice either way.
He pulled away to look over at her nightstand and instead of grabbing the condom, took the lube and generously applied a coat to his entire six or seven inch length. I needed him now. Standing between my legs, which I held wide open for him with my butt to the edge of the bed, Dustin teased the tip of his firm shaft between the lips of my freshly shaved vagina. He ran the tip between my spread lower lips, from my clit to my soaking wet and lubed entrance. With only a moments pause with his tip aligned with my eager hole, Dustin firmly pushed his entire length into me as he moaned my name and my soft inner walls welcomed him deep inside me as I gasped at the feeling of sudden fullness and a desperate need for more.
Buried to the base of his shaft inside me, Dustin leaned down to kiss me passionately. I wrapped my legs behind his butt, pulling him deep inside me as he began to thrust in a steady deep rhythm that drove me to the edge. I breathless begged for him to fuck me as I scratched lines down his back with my nails as I desperately held my man between my legs, his thrusts stimulating every inch of my inner walls and the friction of our bodies urging my clit to find release. Dustin broke our embrace and soon I found myself with two strong hands holding my legs open wide nearly in the splits on the edge of the bed as he thrust into me deeper than I'd ever felt before. I was breathless, calling out for more. Please don't stop Dustin. Please don't stop as his pace quickened and I could feel his balls slapping against nearly my butthole as he pounded into me, using my vagina for his release. I took one hand and found my clit, matching my rhythm to his and I soon found the waves of release that had building to the edge as Dustin gave me more, more, more. My inner walls clenched tight as the dam broke and my orgasm shook through my body in a release of ecstasy. Dustin continued to fuck me through my own release, my body desperate for him to find his own release.
I looked up at the passion and hunger in his eyes as I became keenly aware of the bouncing of my small breasts as I laid there riding the wave of my massive orgasm moaning in pleasure as the stimulation deepend, quickened and in a moment, I could feel Dustin swell and find his release deep inside me, ropes of cum filling me as my body clinched around him, holding him inside me as a second wave of pleasure pulsed through my core. We laid there for a long moment, a tight sweaty embrace with my handsome man on top of me, showering my neck and lips in kisses as we both breathlessly came down from our collective orgasms.
Dustin stood up, his softening length sliding out of me along with a mix of his cum and lube and my own release. I stood up and followed him to the bathroom, me completely naked, with his uniform pants pulled half way back up. I took hot washcloths and cleaned both of us between our legs, getting him ready to go back to work and for me to clean the mix of cum and lubed that was now running down my inner thigh. I asked him if I'd passed his inspection and he laughed, smiling and kissing me saying that indeed I had. He told me I could spend the night here if I wanted, he had to get back to duty but his place was a little more awesome than my barracks room.
I agreed and put back on my Nike shorts and tshift with it fairly obvious that I wasn't wearing a bra, which admittedly wasn't really an issue for Dustin at all. I followed him downstairs and kissed him goodnight as he headed back to work. I made myself at home and made a simple dinner and fell asleep watching tv under a blanket in his living room, which is where he found me when he came home at the end of his shift in the morning. I followed him to bed and we spent most of the day napping in eachothers arms before it really was time for me to go home and get ready for the next work week. I continued to tease him on snap and told him that we had sooooo much more still to do and his response made it readily apparent that he agreed.
Thank you for reading this chapter of my affair with Dustin! If you liked it or have something in my writing you'd like to see improved, feel free to let me know! My writing only gets better if you tell me what you'd like to see! Thanks for for sticking with me, I truly hope you've enjoyed! <3 Hannah
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I hope you enjoy Part 2, and as always, I'm welcome to receive any constructive feedback you may have about my writing or if you just want to talk! If you're just here to bash me for having an affair with someone, save your breath, I'll just block you. Without further ado, Part 2 of my affair with Dustin! <3 Hannah
First, a little about me. I'm 5'5ish, 135ish depending on the day, and have dark brown hair that falls part way down my back with brown eyes. My mom is a Crow (Native American) and my dad is Italian so the olive complexion genes are active in my family. I've got a fairly petite/athletic build with a 32B chest and a toned butt. My nipples are dark brown, on the smaller side, and I shave everywhere. I'm a fan of tattoos and have a feather on my foot, flower pieces on my right hip into my lower ribs, left shoulder, and lower back, a small script piece in my left side bra line, a green carebear in my left bikini line and a large dream catcher down my left ribs. If there's a detail I've left out, feel free to ask ;)
I sat alone in my barracks room the morning after my first in person experience with Dustin, the officer I'd met on Bumble who turned out to have a wife going to school out of state. I'd ignored any thought of walking away from this potentially messy situation and now found myself waking up alone in my room, the morning after letting a married officer cum all over my face and chest while i fingered myself to orgasm kneeling in front of him. I admitted two simple truths to myself: it had been the biggest rush of my life, and i absolutely needed more.
I checked my phone and saw 4 new messages from Dustin, all expounding on the fact he wished we didn't have to go to work today and how he wished I was there with him. As I got dressed for the daily workday routine of morning physical training, I snapped him a pic in just my maroon sports bra and black athletic thong and sent it to him, telling Dustin how I wished I could do PT in his home gym in just this. The buldge pic I got in return told me he liked the sound of that as I slipped back to reality, put on my PT uniform and joined my platoon for the usual Monday run. This was the rush. The dual life I craved and what drew me to Dustin. One minute I was sending sexy snaps to a man I shouldn't be with, living in the world of secret meetups and fun and the next, I was out joining my platoon for a normal daily routine workout. The world of the rush was addicting and I'd only just dipped my toes (mouth) in.
My day to day world of learning about fuel tankers, learning to drive them under NVGs, how to test fuel quality to ensure adequate grade for the type of unit I was supporting and all manner of tactical skills that would help me integrate into a complex military operation was genuinely rewarding and occupied my attention fairly easily. But then I'd find myself longing for a breakout. Longing for the rush of excitement I'd only just tasted. Each message from Dustin became a small dose of "you shouldn't but you will" and I wanted more.
Dustin had a busy schedule at the staff he worked on, but always took a moment to ask "how's my beautiful Private doing? Need anything from the Exchange?" We had had one intimate in person encounter and already this was taking on more than just a hookup from a dating app. We both recognized that actively developing a relationship behind the back of one partner's spouse automatically made this more than "just sex"....which we hadn't even had yet.
Between his work schedule and mine, we found it difficult to meet up the week following our evening of watching football with a side of a blowjob. Didn't stop me from letting him know I wanted more. I dropped all the hints. I sent him pics of choices of underwear for the day, letting him choose from a few options I was comfortable working in and then sending him quick snaps from the bathroom at work, proving his Private really wore what he'd asked her to. I also introduced him to a pink, 6 inch, anatomically correct dildo I typically used in the evening when I craved him desperately. I showed him that just like with his similarly sized shaft, I could force my lips to reach its base as the tip slid into the back of my throat. I also laid it on top of the underwear he had chosen for me one day, a simple pair of boyshorts that looked incredible with a pink phallis on top, illustrating just how far into my petite frame it/he would go if I would just slip them to the side and insert it/him.
I kept him wanting more. You can see my underwear, but only laid out on my bed, or on me, not tossed to the side showing you underneath. You can see my small collection of sex toys in my drawer or in my mouth, but the camera stops before they get to where they're the most fun. By Thursday, Dustin was desperate for the week to end so we could be together. He sent me a video of him teasing himself with pictures of me on his laptop and I thought it was the hottest thing ever to watch a man who definitively out ranked me choosing "his beautiful Private" over his wife. By Saturday we were going to go wild if we didn't take the next step.
There's different types of duty in the military, from a barracks desk to an installation watch office and every echelon in between. Saturday Dustin had duty for his brigade, which normally meant not a lot of time sitting at a desk, but a lot of time going around inspecting important places in his unit and making reports of what he found. I couldn't wait any longer and neither could he. I told him he should just add me to his list of inspections and quickly have his way with me during his rounds. Not the fairy tale special first time but the raw, I need you now and I'm tired of waiting, that two deprived lovers seek.
He agreed and said he would have time to "run home for dinner" if I would be ready and waiting for him. Ready and waiting in your bed. Quicky to satisfy this urge and let me plan something more while I wait. Yes. Dustin agreed to leave his side door unlocked so I could let myself in while he was at work. Apparently despite our lack of intimacy, our constant stream of communication built a trust that I wouldn't rob him blind lol seriously though, I respected his trust and didn't take an opportunity to go through all his stuff or leave a letter for his wife or anything crazy in between.
Instead, I drove over in late afternoon in a pair of black Nike soccer shorts with a built-in liner, so I went sans underwear, and continued the trend with a pink tshirt and matching hoodie without a bra, letting my small, 32B chest bounce a little as I let myself in, walked past the couch I'd kneeled in front of to receive a facial at the previous weekend and made my way towards Dustin's bedroom upstairs. I found aa spacious king bed that occupied the majority of the fairly small room in military housing, leaving a small walk way on either side, wide enough for matching his and hers nightstands on either side of the bed and space at the end of the bed where the room flowed into the master bathroom sweat complete with walk in closet, linen closet and 2 sink bathroom with a nice deep tub.
I set my purse down on what was clearly his wife's nightstand and quickly stopped out of my comfy clothes I'd worn to my visit. I plopped down naked in his bed, with a condom and lube laid out on her nightstand next to my purse. I sent Dustin a nude selfie of me on his wife's side of the bed, with a caption letting him know I was ready for our quicky. A quick reply let me know I had 15 minutes. I was immediately slick with anticipation. I set a pillow in the center of the bed and scooted my butt towards the edge of the bed as I spread my legs wide and began to tease light circles around my clit as I began to tease myself in preparation for the quick coupling that was minutes away. As my breath quickened and my heart raced, I dabbed a small glob of lube onto two of my fingers and I slowly stretched myself, my inner walls relaxing to recieve one, two, three fingers as I continued to rub my clit, my body as desperate to be with Dustin as my heart was.
A rattling of keys in the front door let me know my time was up as I removed the 3 fingers currently satiating the desperate urges of my core. Racing footsteps up the stairs found Dustin at the door in seconds, with his beautiful Private spread eagle on the edge of the bed waiting for him. I looked up at him in his uniform, totally unashamed of my nude and vulnerable position and told him his Private was ready for his inspection.
In a flash his camo jacket was tossed aside, the brown undershirt following behind and he rushed to undo his belt and soon had his pants and briefs around his ankles. In a moment he was leaning down on top of me, hungrily kissing my lips as his firm shaft pressed against my core as I pulled him into a tight embrace between my wide spread legs. As we passionately kissed, our tongues breathlessly intertwined, I paused and asked him if he wanted the condom off his wife's nightstand. I reminded him I was on the shot for BC, but it was his choice either way.
He pulled away to look over at her nightstand and instead of grabbing the condom, took the lube and generously applied a coat to his entire six or seven inch length. I needed him now. Standing between my legs, which I held wide open for him with my butt to the edge of the bed, Dustin teased the tip of his firm shaft between the lips of my freshly shaved vagina. He ran the tip between my spread lower lips, from my clit to my soaking wet and lubed entrance. With only a moments pause with his tip aligned with my eager hole, Dustin firmly pushed his entire length into me as he moaned my name and my soft inner walls welcomed him deep inside me as I gasped at the feeling of sudden fullness and a desperate need for more.
Buried to the base of his shaft inside me, Dustin leaned down to kiss me passionately. I wrapped my legs behind his butt, pulling him deep inside me as he began to thrust in a steady deep rhythm that drove me to the edge. I breathless begged for him to fuck me as I scratched lines down his back with my nails as I desperately held my man between my legs, his thrusts stimulating every inch of my inner walls and the friction of our bodies urging my clit to find release. Dustin broke our embrace and soon I found myself with two strong hands holding my legs open wide nearly in the splits on the edge of the bed as he thrust into me deeper than I'd ever felt before. I was breathless, calling out for more. Please don't stop Dustin. Please don't stop as his pace quickened and I could feel his balls slapping against nearly my butthole as he pounded into me, using my vagina for his release. I took one hand and found my clit, matching my rhythm to his and I soon found the waves of release that had building to the edge as Dustin gave me more, more, more. My inner walls clenched tight as the dam broke and my orgasm shook through my body in a release of ecstasy. Dustin continued to fuck me through my own release, my body desperate for him to find his own release.
I looked up at the passion and hunger in his eyes as I became keenly aware of the bouncing of my small breasts as I laid there riding the wave of my massive orgasm moaning in pleasure as the stimulation deepend, quickened and in a moment, I could feel Dustin swell and find his release deep inside me, ropes of cum filling me as my body clinched around him, holding him inside me as a second wave of pleasure pulsed through my core. We laid there for a long moment, a tight sweaty embrace with my handsome man on top of me, showering my neck and lips in kisses as we both breathlessly came down from our collective orgasms.
Dustin stood up, his softening length sliding out of me along with a mix of his cum and lube and my own release. I stood up and followed him to the bathroom, me completely naked, with his uniform pants pulled half way back up. I took hot washcloths and cleaned both of us between our legs, getting him ready to go back to work and for me to clean the mix of cum and lubed that was now running down my inner thigh. I asked him if I'd passed his inspection and he laughed, smiling and kissing me saying that indeed I had. He told me I could spend the night here if I wanted, he had to get back to duty but his place was a little more awesome than my barracks room.
I agreed and put back on my Nike shorts and tshift with it fairly obvious that I wasn't wearing a bra, which admittedly wasn't really an issue for Dustin at all. I followed him downstairs and kissed him goodnight as he headed back to work. I made myself at home and made a simple dinner and fell asleep watching tv under a blanket in his living room, which is where he found me when he came home at the end of his shift in the morning. I followed him to bed and we spent most of the day napping in eachothers arms before it really was time for me to go home and get ready for the next work week. I continued to tease him on snap and told him that we had sooooo much more still to do and his response made it readily apparent that he agreed.
Thank you for reading this chapter of my affair with Dustin! If you liked it or have something in my writing you'd like to see improved, feel free to let me know! My writing only gets better if you tell me what you'd like to see! Thanks for for sticking with me, I truly hope you've enjoyed! <3 Hannah
2024.05.21 04:10 HannahAveryWrites Army Affair: CH 1
As the title implies, this is the first in a series of stories about affairs I had in the military. I've never been married, not really interested in being married, but I have been with four married men in my life. In each case, I knew what I was doing, but I loved the rush of doing something I shouldn't as much as I liked the relationship itself. I'll save you all the negative comments. I was the homewrecking whore, etc, etc. If that's what you're here to comment about, save your breath, I'll just block you so people who want to actually read my content don't have to deal with you. If this is your sort of story, I'd love to hear your feedback on content or how I can improve my writing! One quick author's note, i will not be using people's real names or naming specific units that my stories happened in. I was never caught in my sexual affairs, no wives found out and left their husband over me, and no one's military career ended because of me and I intend to keep it that way. This is for fun writing, not doxing someone's past transgressions to the world. Also let me know if you want to see more stories! <3 Hannah
First, a little about me. I'm 5'5ish, 135ish depending on the day, and have dark brown hair that falls part way down my back with brown eyes. My mom is a Crow and my dad is Italian so the olive complexion genes are active in my family. I've got a fairly petite/athletic build with a 32B chest and a toned butt. My nipples are dark brown, on the smaller side, and I shave everywhere. I'm a fan of tattoos and have a feather on my foot, flower pieces on my right hip into my lower ribs, left shoulder, and lower back, a small script piece in my left side bra line, a green carebear in my left bikini line and a large dream catcher down my left ribs. If there's a detail I've left out, feel free to ask ;)
Without further ado, my story:
I was an 18 year old private, 92F (fuel handler) working on a base in the heart of Bourbon Country. It was a huge culture shock for me, coming from a small town in Maine to a massive military base with more people in my division than my home town. I honestly felt a little lost and overwhelmed, which probably contributed to why I sought out a relationship where I felt wanted. It's easy on a base like that to feel completely ignored. My unit had long been integrated and was about 30-40% female on any given day, so no I wasn't getting hit on constantly, and no I wasn't sleeping with every guy in my barracks.
Speaking of my living situation, I was in a 4-story building with all of the junior enlisted soldiers in my battalion. There wasn't open bays and there wasn't all girls areas. We roomed by company in our own room with a bedroom, closet, bathroom, and a fridge/sink/1 burner stove setup by the door as a kitchenett. Barracks could definitely be a wild time, similar to a college dorm but contrary to your favorite porno, gangbang orgies with 20 guys "running a train" are something I never saw or heard of in my 4 years living there and I was/am a fairly sexually active adult.
Given my situation of being totally new and massively out of my element in terms of culture shock, I quickly turned to Bumble to help sort out my dating scene because the base really was a city and everyone is pretty insular when it comes to their unit, so trying to meet guys who also aren't your coworkers means turning to the swipe game. After a few days online and connections with everyone from the local off base that definitely has fewer teeth than fingers to the obviously fake bot that just screams scam, and swiping left on some guys from my own company (hey, 18-25 year old demographic has the same needs, I get it), I finally matched with a 26 year old, Dustin, from another brigade on our post.
Given 10 seconds on Dustin's profile, I could tell he was an officer and anyone with 10 seconds to spare on my profile could tell I was junior enlisted, but we matched anyway. He was handsome in a gentle sort of way. Sandy brown hair in a military cut, athletic features that let you know he was fit without screaming chiseled gymrat, and a style that screamed more laid back homebody than the stereotypical "bro vet" vibe that you get with some young officers....and a ton of junior enlisted. I took a pause and decided to message him despite knowing our ranks didn't line up because the way I saw it, we were in totally seperate brigades and there'd be no reason we would ever interact or influence eachother at work.
A few minutes later I got a reply back and soon I was texting back and forth getting to know a genuinely sweet guy with a love of the outdoors, fishing, camping, and an eye for photography, particularly some truly astounding landscape photos. The conversation came easy and I found myself happy to have a guy so interested in me. Before I got completely swept off my feet, I brought up the elephant in the room and mentioned that I was an E2 and he was an O3. He dropped the bombshell that "yeah but I'm just a guy on staff, that's not a big issue, the real issue is I need to be discreet because I'm married. Please don't hate me"
Boom. Of course the super easy to talk to makes me feel wanted and moves past my mention of our rank differences drops the counter-bomb of he has a wife. In all of my 18 years I thought I would have run away instantly. Nope. Not me. I was intrigued. I didn't run away, and I came to find out that his wife was doing a year long internship with a major corporation out of state and only really came to visit on long weekends and holidays. So Dustin had turned to Bumble to fill a piece of his love life that was currently 4 states away. Not ideal I told myself, but at least she isn't like...here on post with him and he's not coming home because he's with someone else...right? To 18 year old me trying to convince myself it was okay to be with the guy I obviously was attracted to it was sound logic. It worked. I replied back that I was up for seeing what happened with the understanding that no one was gonna leave their wife over this and no one was gonna get anyone in trouble over the rank thing.
A week of texting back and forth after moving off Bumble found Dustin and I building a fast relationship that came with similar interests and easy conversation. He wasn't overly pushy about becoming anything romantic and wasn't like "Omg send nudes". I guess he was feeling this whole thing out as much as I was. Eventually I got the text one evening of "you know you look really good in that pic you have with your friends at the beach on your profile"...I know the one. I'm wearing an electric blue string sided bikini that has pretty full coverage, rides moderately low on my hips and has basic triangle cups and string ties for the top. Okay, Dustin likes me in a bikini...this is the first obvious flirting from Dustin and I decide to be a little bold and sent him a mirror selfie in the generic black bra I had worn under my uniform that day with my uniform pants still on. I get a reply back in some stereotypical guy lingo that he really likes what he sees. I told him that if he wanted to hang out, I wouldn't put my uniform shirt back on. Cue the FaceTime call, yes Dustin I will video chat with your handsome shirtless self while wearing a bra and my uniform pants thank you very much. We talked for at least an hour and things didn't turn super sexual or anything but we did agree we needed a date that weekend. The week ahead though definitely saw a spike in "tension" between us.
I was more than a little excited by the prospect of being with someone again. I had had a little fling during AIT, but since coming to my first duty station, I had been in a bit of a dry spell. Bumble had finally come through for me, and the combined rush of potentially being with a guy again, plus the fact he was one of those forbidden officers, and married? I was on edge. I definitely had my moments of "holy shit I shouldn't be doing this" but those feelings were replaced by a feeling of almost insatiable excitement that had me counting down the days to Saturday. For the first time since highschool, I found myself putting some serious effort into some scandalous but not too "revealing" snaps to Dustin, teasing him with a peak of which panties I wore to work today, or hoping in the shower after PT with just my black Army tshirt on and sending a pic of it clinging to every curve and hiding just enough below my waist. Like I said, hard-core tease mode for four whole days.
Flash forward to Saturday and I was in my barracks room, getting ready to meet a guy I was 100% falling for just a little and I decided that no matter what happened tonight, I was not gonna be the girl who gives it all up on the first date. Definitely set myself up to potentially cock block myself, but I saw it as I didn't want to be the girl he slept with and left, I wanted to continue to tease him and leave him wanting more. I wanted him to want me. I slipped into a pair of almost painted on skinny jeans with a cute teal thong underneath with a black tanktop and matching pushup bra on top. I drove to Dustin's house somewhere in the on base housing that I'd never been and took a deep breath before walking to the door.
This was it. I was the new Private about to go see a married officer behind his wife's back. I almost chickened out and drove away, but found myself ringing the doorbell and quickly being invited in, pulled into a warm hug and a "wow you look even cuter in person" from the handsome man of my DMs, Dustin. He had apparently spent the day smoking some brisket because he had quite the spread laid out for us in the dining room as I got a quick tour of the common spaces of his home. Definitely nicer than my barracks room.
Dinner accompanied the two of us loudly cheering on a random football game on TV, sorta snuggled on the couch but at a "almost together " sort of distance. There were all sorts of reasons for us to brush up against eachother and it was almost this cat and mouse game of how far do we go as the evening progressed. Don't get me wrong, there was a ton of conversation and it came just as naturally as it had online, but now we had the palpable tension of two of us who had never been this far deciding where the limit for tonight would be.
Eventually Dustin cut the tension, saying, "you really do love to tease don't you?". Yes. Let's talk about how I've driven you wild for days and now you want me. I leaned into him, kissed him quickly but firmly on the lips before pulling away, leaving an inch between us as I looked into his eyes and whispered "yes sir". I found my face immediately in his hands, my lips pressed to his and our tongues intertwined. I gasped as he suddenly held me close and we made every effort to close any space between us as we passionately made out, his fingers running through my hair, my nails scraping his back over his tight tshirt and soon I was hot, breathless, and sure I wanted more.
I pulled away and told him he didn't get all of me tonight but he could still have dessert. I had him sit up on the edge of the couch and pulled his shorts to the floor, tossing them aside towards an end table holding pictures of him and his wife and our dirty dishes from dinner. I in turn lifted my tanktop off over my head, unclasped my black pushup bra and let it fall to the floor, kneeling between Dustin's spread legs as my small brown nipples hardened into firm nubs in arousal. I pulled back my long brown hair and tied it in a messy ponytail before bringing my face down to his firm, six inches between his legs.
I teased the length of his shaft with the tip of my tongue, feeling him twitch in expectation as I repeatedly, softly traced his length before circling his tip and heading back down the way I came. I grasped his base and swallowed half his length in one wet mouthful, a gasp of pleasure escaping his lips as my own pushed further towards his base, attempting to take his entire firm cock before the tip slipped down into my throat, triggering a slight gag reflex as I tightened around his shaft and I came up for air, a slight trail of drool connecting my lips to his tip. I stroked his now well lubed cock in a twisting motion as I asked him if his little private was doing well for him. A hand on the back of my head guiding me back to his shaft told me this wasn't too far for him. I swallowed him nearly to his base, grasping him with one hand as my free hand unbuttoned my jeans and slipped into the front of my now soaked panties, the arousal of the situation I found myself bringing me close to an edge myself.
I worked Dustin's shaft with a bobbing head, sucking lips and twisting hand that matched the rhythm I was working against my clit with the hand buried in my jeans. I increased my pace, with Dustin's hand making sure I still brought myself far enough down his length as my own pleasure came more and more to the forefront as my now soaked vagina craved more attention. I popped off his cock as I felt it begin to swell and told him to stand up as I scooted back from the couch, kneeling between his legs, looking up at him as one hand held my jeans open while the other furiously rubbed my clit as I came close to cumming myself. I moaned for Dustin to cum for me as I looked up at him, the inner walls of my vagina clenching in orgasm as the filthy phrase left my lips and I was greeted with thick streams of cum shooting over my head before falling on my uplooking face and bare breasts and Dustin climaxed after an apparently decent dry spell.
I knelt between his legs, cum covering my face and chest, my own arousal soaking my panties and in that moment I felt like the hottest woman on earth. I made a man forget his entire world and do this with me in a home that wasn't mine but his. I was addicted to the rush. Dustin reached down and offered me a hand to pull me up. He led me topless to the guest bathroom where I cleaned up, washing my face and chest before walking back to the livingroom and redressing. Neither of us made mention of the line we had just crossed together, but we sat on the couch, now cuddled like a couple with the ice broken and finished the football game that had been forgotten awhile ago.
After the game we both agreed that I should probably get going, but we agreed to see eachother again and made a date for a midweek hangout. I kissed Dustin goodnight and drove back to my barracks in my still wet panties that I hadn't changed out of. I sent Dustin a snap in them, a wet spot still visible in the front with a caption "the things you do to me(; "...needless to say he was proud of himself. I went to bed dreaming of what could come from this, and truly happy to feel wanted, even if it was from a man who wasn't all mine.
Thank you all for reading this far. Again, like I said before, any rude comments will just get you a block. If that's what you need to do to feel good about yourself, so be it. For those of you who enjoyed this, please let me know if you'd like to read more! I'm always open to constructive feedback and critiques to improve my writing! Have a great evening! <3 Hannah
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First, a little about me. I'm 5'5ish, 135ish depending on the day, and have dark brown hair that falls part way down my back with brown eyes. My mom is a Crow and my dad is Italian so the olive complexion genes are active in my family. I've got a fairly petite/athletic build with a 32B chest and a toned butt. My nipples are dark brown, on the smaller side, and I shave everywhere. I'm a fan of tattoos and have a feather on my foot, flower pieces on my right hip into my lower ribs, left shoulder, and lower back, a small script piece in my left side bra line, a green carebear in my left bikini line and a large dream catcher down my left ribs. If there's a detail I've left out, feel free to ask ;)
Without further ado, my story:
I was an 18 year old private, 92F (fuel handler) working on a base in the heart of Bourbon Country. It was a huge culture shock for me, coming from a small town in Maine to a massive military base with more people in my division than my home town. I honestly felt a little lost and overwhelmed, which probably contributed to why I sought out a relationship where I felt wanted. It's easy on a base like that to feel completely ignored. My unit had long been integrated and was about 30-40% female on any given day, so no I wasn't getting hit on constantly, and no I wasn't sleeping with every guy in my barracks.
Speaking of my living situation, I was in a 4-story building with all of the junior enlisted soldiers in my battalion. There wasn't open bays and there wasn't all girls areas. We roomed by company in our own room with a bedroom, closet, bathroom, and a fridge/sink/1 burner stove setup by the door as a kitchenett. Barracks could definitely be a wild time, similar to a college dorm but contrary to your favorite porno, gangbang orgies with 20 guys "running a train" are something I never saw or heard of in my 4 years living there and I was/am a fairly sexually active adult.
Given my situation of being totally new and massively out of my element in terms of culture shock, I quickly turned to Bumble to help sort out my dating scene because the base really was a city and everyone is pretty insular when it comes to their unit, so trying to meet guys who also aren't your coworkers means turning to the swipe game. After a few days online and connections with everyone from the local off base that definitely has fewer teeth than fingers to the obviously fake bot that just screams scam, and swiping left on some guys from my own company (hey, 18-25 year old demographic has the same needs, I get it), I finally matched with a 26 year old, Dustin, from another brigade on our post.
Given 10 seconds on Dustin's profile, I could tell he was an officer and anyone with 10 seconds to spare on my profile could tell I was junior enlisted, but we matched anyway. He was handsome in a gentle sort of way. Sandy brown hair in a military cut, athletic features that let you know he was fit without screaming chiseled gymrat, and a style that screamed more laid back homebody than the stereotypical "bro vet" vibe that you get with some young officers....and a ton of junior enlisted. I took a pause and decided to message him despite knowing our ranks didn't line up because the way I saw it, we were in totally seperate brigades and there'd be no reason we would ever interact or influence eachother at work.
A few minutes later I got a reply back and soon I was texting back and forth getting to know a genuinely sweet guy with a love of the outdoors, fishing, camping, and an eye for photography, particularly some truly astounding landscape photos. The conversation came easy and I found myself happy to have a guy so interested in me. Before I got completely swept off my feet, I brought up the elephant in the room and mentioned that I was an E2 and he was an O3. He dropped the bombshell that "yeah but I'm just a guy on staff, that's not a big issue, the real issue is I need to be discreet because I'm married. Please don't hate me"
Boom. Of course the super easy to talk to makes me feel wanted and moves past my mention of our rank differences drops the counter-bomb of he has a wife. In all of my 18 years I thought I would have run away instantly. Nope. Not me. I was intrigued. I didn't run away, and I came to find out that his wife was doing a year long internship with a major corporation out of state and only really came to visit on long weekends and holidays. So Dustin had turned to Bumble to fill a piece of his love life that was currently 4 states away. Not ideal I told myself, but at least she isn't like...here on post with him and he's not coming home because he's with someone else...right? To 18 year old me trying to convince myself it was okay to be with the guy I obviously was attracted to it was sound logic. It worked. I replied back that I was up for seeing what happened with the understanding that no one was gonna leave their wife over this and no one was gonna get anyone in trouble over the rank thing.
A week of texting back and forth after moving off Bumble found Dustin and I building a fast relationship that came with similar interests and easy conversation. He wasn't overly pushy about becoming anything romantic and wasn't like "Omg send nudes". I guess he was feeling this whole thing out as much as I was. Eventually I got the text one evening of "you know you look really good in that pic you have with your friends at the beach on your profile"...I know the one. I'm wearing an electric blue string sided bikini that has pretty full coverage, rides moderately low on my hips and has basic triangle cups and string ties for the top. Okay, Dustin likes me in a bikini...this is the first obvious flirting from Dustin and I decide to be a little bold and sent him a mirror selfie in the generic black bra I had worn under my uniform that day with my uniform pants still on. I get a reply back in some stereotypical guy lingo that he really likes what he sees. I told him that if he wanted to hang out, I wouldn't put my uniform shirt back on. Cue the FaceTime call, yes Dustin I will video chat with your handsome shirtless self while wearing a bra and my uniform pants thank you very much. We talked for at least an hour and things didn't turn super sexual or anything but we did agree we needed a date that weekend. The week ahead though definitely saw a spike in "tension" between us.
I was more than a little excited by the prospect of being with someone again. I had had a little fling during AIT, but since coming to my first duty station, I had been in a bit of a dry spell. Bumble had finally come through for me, and the combined rush of potentially being with a guy again, plus the fact he was one of those forbidden officers, and married? I was on edge. I definitely had my moments of "holy shit I shouldn't be doing this" but those feelings were replaced by a feeling of almost insatiable excitement that had me counting down the days to Saturday. For the first time since highschool, I found myself putting some serious effort into some scandalous but not too "revealing" snaps to Dustin, teasing him with a peak of which panties I wore to work today, or hoping in the shower after PT with just my black Army tshirt on and sending a pic of it clinging to every curve and hiding just enough below my waist. Like I said, hard-core tease mode for four whole days.
Flash forward to Saturday and I was in my barracks room, getting ready to meet a guy I was 100% falling for just a little and I decided that no matter what happened tonight, I was not gonna be the girl who gives it all up on the first date. Definitely set myself up to potentially cock block myself, but I saw it as I didn't want to be the girl he slept with and left, I wanted to continue to tease him and leave him wanting more. I wanted him to want me. I slipped into a pair of almost painted on skinny jeans with a cute teal thong underneath with a black tanktop and matching pushup bra on top. I drove to Dustin's house somewhere in the on base housing that I'd never been and took a deep breath before walking to the door.
This was it. I was the new Private about to go see a married officer behind his wife's back. I almost chickened out and drove away, but found myself ringing the doorbell and quickly being invited in, pulled into a warm hug and a "wow you look even cuter in person" from the handsome man of my DMs, Dustin. He had apparently spent the day smoking some brisket because he had quite the spread laid out for us in the dining room as I got a quick tour of the common spaces of his home. Definitely nicer than my barracks room.
Dinner accompanied the two of us loudly cheering on a random football game on TV, sorta snuggled on the couch but at a "almost together " sort of distance. There were all sorts of reasons for us to brush up against eachother and it was almost this cat and mouse game of how far do we go as the evening progressed. Don't get me wrong, there was a ton of conversation and it came just as naturally as it had online, but now we had the palpable tension of two of us who had never been this far deciding where the limit for tonight would be.
Eventually Dustin cut the tension, saying, "you really do love to tease don't you?". Yes. Let's talk about how I've driven you wild for days and now you want me. I leaned into him, kissed him quickly but firmly on the lips before pulling away, leaving an inch between us as I looked into his eyes and whispered "yes sir". I found my face immediately in his hands, my lips pressed to his and our tongues intertwined. I gasped as he suddenly held me close and we made every effort to close any space between us as we passionately made out, his fingers running through my hair, my nails scraping his back over his tight tshirt and soon I was hot, breathless, and sure I wanted more.
I pulled away and told him he didn't get all of me tonight but he could still have dessert. I had him sit up on the edge of the couch and pulled his shorts to the floor, tossing them aside towards an end table holding pictures of him and his wife and our dirty dishes from dinner. I in turn lifted my tanktop off over my head, unclasped my black pushup bra and let it fall to the floor, kneeling between Dustin's spread legs as my small brown nipples hardened into firm nubs in arousal. I pulled back my long brown hair and tied it in a messy ponytail before bringing my face down to his firm, six inches between his legs.
I teased the length of his shaft with the tip of my tongue, feeling him twitch in expectation as I repeatedly, softly traced his length before circling his tip and heading back down the way I came. I grasped his base and swallowed half his length in one wet mouthful, a gasp of pleasure escaping his lips as my own pushed further towards his base, attempting to take his entire firm cock before the tip slipped down into my throat, triggering a slight gag reflex as I tightened around his shaft and I came up for air, a slight trail of drool connecting my lips to his tip. I stroked his now well lubed cock in a twisting motion as I asked him if his little private was doing well for him. A hand on the back of my head guiding me back to his shaft told me this wasn't too far for him. I swallowed him nearly to his base, grasping him with one hand as my free hand unbuttoned my jeans and slipped into the front of my now soaked panties, the arousal of the situation I found myself bringing me close to an edge myself.
I worked Dustin's shaft with a bobbing head, sucking lips and twisting hand that matched the rhythm I was working against my clit with the hand buried in my jeans. I increased my pace, with Dustin's hand making sure I still brought myself far enough down his length as my own pleasure came more and more to the forefront as my now soaked vagina craved more attention. I popped off his cock as I felt it begin to swell and told him to stand up as I scooted back from the couch, kneeling between his legs, looking up at him as one hand held my jeans open while the other furiously rubbed my clit as I came close to cumming myself. I moaned for Dustin to cum for me as I looked up at him, the inner walls of my vagina clenching in orgasm as the filthy phrase left my lips and I was greeted with thick streams of cum shooting over my head before falling on my uplooking face and bare breasts and Dustin climaxed after an apparently decent dry spell.
I knelt between his legs, cum covering my face and chest, my own arousal soaking my panties and in that moment I felt like the hottest woman on earth. I made a man forget his entire world and do this with me in a home that wasn't mine but his. I was addicted to the rush. Dustin reached down and offered me a hand to pull me up. He led me topless to the guest bathroom where I cleaned up, washing my face and chest before walking back to the livingroom and redressing. Neither of us made mention of the line we had just crossed together, but we sat on the couch, now cuddled like a couple with the ice broken and finished the football game that had been forgotten awhile ago.
After the game we both agreed that I should probably get going, but we agreed to see eachother again and made a date for a midweek hangout. I kissed Dustin goodnight and drove back to my barracks in my still wet panties that I hadn't changed out of. I sent Dustin a snap in them, a wet spot still visible in the front with a caption "the things you do to me(; "...needless to say he was proud of himself. I went to bed dreaming of what could come from this, and truly happy to feel wanted, even if it was from a man who wasn't all mine.
Thank you all for reading this far. Again, like I said before, any rude comments will just get you a block. If that's what you need to do to feel good about yourself, so be it. For those of you who enjoyed this, please let me know if you'd like to read more! I'm always open to constructive feedback and critiques to improve my writing! Have a great evening! <3 Hannah
2024.05.21 03:27 DeltaAleph Do you consider how ironic is that "legit" services are becoming more and more sketchy than pirate ones with time?
I know it isn't strictly related to piracy, but I think it would fit the thematic of the subredddit. So have you been noticing how services made by big corporations are becoming more and more like the "criminal pirate sites" they demonise so much.
For example, just look into the OS, Win11 is in process of becoming more and more like a giant billboard and subscription shovelware with some OS sprinkled. They are literally already promoting a lot of their services on Win10, a paid OS, and now on Win11 they are about to put the same kinds of ads that dubious mobile apps your tech illiterate little cousin would download for "free vbucks". And when I mean the same kind of ads, I'm talking almost seriously, with such providers like Taboola.
And speaking of Taboola, just look in the news pages, apart from forcing you tracking and paywalls for meh info, they now try to mix "recommended content" from Taboola and similar slop sites, which can vary from fake celebrity info, alt-right propaganda, to Indian tech support scams and the crypto-scam or ponzi of the week.
Oh, and YouTube of course, you can't say a bad word or talk about mature topics as an academic, or dare to use even a second of music under Faur Use (because you will be shadow banned, demonetised and age restricted). But of course Google can show you ads for copyright infringing apps, bad games that are filled to the brim with P2W, religious extremism, alt right lies, crypto scammers that have an issue with Musk, or even fucking porn. Also, that they are willing to break the entire web just to stop adblockers.
And now, EA is trying to make games that cost 70 dollars and have lots of microtransactions into just a glorified mobile game made by some Indian scammer. Their attempts to use corposlang are so funny, since they think they can fool us. Also, that they of course want to hand Denuvo, always online, and kernel rootkits, ahem, anticheats like to us and expect we will keep buying, or even worse, subscribing to air.
And the streaming services that have lost the only good traits that differentiated them from cable, now are fragmented, costly, filled with uselessness filler content, and soon covered in ads.
All of those, I must mention, also want to mine your data and use it to sell even more ads, or to give the NSA or FBI more excuses to arrest people the government don't like. All of that while you are supposed to be the "paying costumer of premium services".
So what's the incentive to buy Win11 instead using of MAS scripts, when you are going to be bombarded with ads and have your data mined? Or what's the point of paying Adobe when you get air or even a fee if you stop your subscription, and while your data can be used to train AIs without your consent? What about paying for a Denuvo ridden, kernel level anticheat security nightmare, sluggish, bugged game that despite being Single Player needs a connection to a server and use ten different launchers and apps, that can send your info? Then using a version from a crazy hacker doesn't sounds bad.
And what's the difference from fragmented, costly ad filled streaming services that will track your devices so they cannot share passwords and that can remove content from just using a pirate site? At least those allow you to just watch the video after the first titties or illegal betting sites ads.
So what's the excuse of the "legal megacorps" now?
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For example, just look into the OS, Win11 is in process of becoming more and more like a giant billboard and subscription shovelware with some OS sprinkled. They are literally already promoting a lot of their services on Win10, a paid OS, and now on Win11 they are about to put the same kinds of ads that dubious mobile apps your tech illiterate little cousin would download for "free vbucks". And when I mean the same kind of ads, I'm talking almost seriously, with such providers like Taboola.
And speaking of Taboola, just look in the news pages, apart from forcing you tracking and paywalls for meh info, they now try to mix "recommended content" from Taboola and similar slop sites, which can vary from fake celebrity info, alt-right propaganda, to Indian tech support scams and the crypto-scam or ponzi of the week.
Oh, and YouTube of course, you can't say a bad word or talk about mature topics as an academic, or dare to use even a second of music under Faur Use (because you will be shadow banned, demonetised and age restricted). But of course Google can show you ads for copyright infringing apps, bad games that are filled to the brim with P2W, religious extremism, alt right lies, crypto scammers that have an issue with Musk, or even fucking porn. Also, that they are willing to break the entire web just to stop adblockers.
And now, EA is trying to make games that cost 70 dollars and have lots of microtransactions into just a glorified mobile game made by some Indian scammer. Their attempts to use corposlang are so funny, since they think they can fool us. Also, that they of course want to hand Denuvo, always online, and kernel rootkits, ahem, anticheats like to us and expect we will keep buying, or even worse, subscribing to air.
And the streaming services that have lost the only good traits that differentiated them from cable, now are fragmented, costly, filled with uselessness filler content, and soon covered in ads.
All of those, I must mention, also want to mine your data and use it to sell even more ads, or to give the NSA or FBI more excuses to arrest people the government don't like. All of that while you are supposed to be the "paying costumer of premium services".
So what's the incentive to buy Win11 instead using of MAS scripts, when you are going to be bombarded with ads and have your data mined? Or what's the point of paying Adobe when you get air or even a fee if you stop your subscription, and while your data can be used to train AIs without your consent? What about paying for a Denuvo ridden, kernel level anticheat security nightmare, sluggish, bugged game that despite being Single Player needs a connection to a server and use ten different launchers and apps, that can send your info? Then using a version from a crazy hacker doesn't sounds bad.
And what's the difference from fragmented, costly ad filled streaming services that will track your devices so they cannot share passwords and that can remove content from just using a pirate site? At least those allow you to just watch the video after the first titties or illegal betting sites ads.
So what's the excuse of the "legal megacorps" now?
2024.05.21 03:19 Ufratys First Time ACOMAF Reader (Ch. 26-30) Thoughts & Impressions
Greetings and Salutations! Not much to say here, had to know what the Attor was going to do. Hope you enjoy!
Ch. 26
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Ch. 26
- The Attor capturing Feyre is probably the best thing that's happened to her. Now she'll finally realize how far behind she is in her abilities, get her ass in gear, and BECOME THE GODDAMN AVATAR.
- Is that Rhysand's music I hear???? Shadow spear this fooligan, plz and ty
- Oooh the Attor is working for King Hybern…great; now he has the cauldron legs and Jurian's eye/finger. Just the book is left and Feyre is like, “Don't look at me when I'm trying to train.”
- Is that Azriel’s music????? Nice super hero landing, BTW
- “Will he kill him?” “No.” Damn. I'm assuming Azriel is the master of the hentai shadow tentacle technique
- TAMLIN WAS RIGHT. Feyre is in constant danger, what a blow to her ego.
- Lol Rhys using Feyre as bait, very clever. I should just always assume he’s playing 4D chess while Feyre is doodling with crayons
- Nice let's get this training started!
- DAMN she winnowed!
- Noice! The classic, accidental, unintentional mounting scene that's found in every romance novel. Gotta have it.
- “Velaris isn't my home.” Savage, but uncalled for.
- Rhys is now going to cry on his portable multi-dimensional bed.
- Bro…Nesta pretending to not enjoy Cassian eye-fucking her is adorable. I'm assuming once they bang the house will literally be in shambles.
- Oh cool, love me a good pensieve scene.
- Dude, Azriel's torture dagger is called Truth-Teller? That's a great name
- Yeah Azriel's rage seems more methodical and focused…he seems way more brutal than Cassian
- Hmmm so Spring Court is on lockdown…doesn't surprise me
- Whooo, date night with the inner circle!
- Wait, so Nuala and Cerridwen are half high fae and half wraith? How does that even work? Do wraiths even have a physical, tangible body? I need a long chapter that details how sex with a wraith would work. For science, of course ;)
- LOL Amren's amulet was just a placebo? That's awesome
- Fun fun, a nighttime stroll through Velaris sounds lovely
- What does faelight look like, exactly?
- Dude there are official sports leagues in Prythian? Like what? Sarah J, you don't just drop this little detail in one sentence and not expand on it at all. I gotta know! This has a numerous amount of implications that I can't even…
- Whoa, is Amren actually a vampire??? She's drinking a goblet of blood at the restaurant. Please tell me this isn't the case, we already have a werewolf with Tammy, I don't want this to turn into Twilight
- Lol Azriel immediately wants to go dancing with Mor…this bro is thirsty
- Oh shit, Rhys and Feyre are now paired off. “I said a bang, bang, bangitty bang..”
- Yay, cool history lesson on the night court and the creation of Velaris. I'm wondering if the High Lord that created it was Mor’s family.
- Ohhhhh so Rhysand was playing the music when Feyre was in the dungeon Under the Mountain. In hindsight, that's super obvious
- Omg the old school sexting between Rhys and Feyre is hilarious. Love that Rhys is taking his shot though.
- Ok, too much use of the word “licking” on one page. Gonna need you to dial it down a notch, Mrs. Maas.
- Poor Rhys, looks like he's gonna have to rub one out tonight by himself
- YES a training montage, this is what I’ve been asking for!
- Oooh tattoos all over their bodies…I approve. Can we get approved designs from Sarah J?
- Bro, Cassian is just a big softie isn't he? Love that he's teaching Feyre some fisticuffs
- Oh this is therapeutic for Feyre, she's letting out all her anger and guilt in that punching bag.
- Yeah, definite guilt for the faeries she murdered…but none for Clare Beddor?!? That's cold-blooded
- “I could smell the sweat on him, the sea and citrus scent beneath it.” Bro, is Rhys wearing that Old Spice Sea Spray deodorant? That shit smells good
- Oh interesting, there are different types of darkness that Feyre can use…glad she's finally tapping into this ability, sounds very cool
2024.05.21 03:11 IronPizza1 PLEASE HELP All my keyframe poses disappeared except for the last one, and it applied to each keyframe that exists. No autosave either.
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2024.05.21 03:06 IronPizza1 PLEASE HELP All my keyframe poses disappeared except for the last one, and it applied to each keyframe that exists. My autosave is too late and I manually saved too late. How should I go about this?
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