Anyway I (17f) and him (17m) have made great progress. To sum it up he asked for my number a few months ago and I had to further ask him if he liked me and he said yes. We’ve known each other since 6th grade and we are now seniors. I would say we were more of acquaintances. He said he developed a crush on me last year and so far we’ve been to the movies together (still not sure if that was a date or not because originally his friends were supposed to be there but they never showed up), he’s been over my house twice, and we went to prom together. Now, that prom is over there isn’t anything to plan or text about anymore. I don’t see him in school because we don’t have the same classes. I’m very introverted and quiet, I haven’t had friends since middle school and the people who have tried to befriend me either find me boring or awkward. I went from sitting at a lunch table alone in the beginning of the year to sitting at a lunch table with a couple of his friends that share the same lunch. We both said we enjoyed prom and we spent senior skip day together watching anime he’s recommended me. (He’s really into anime and trying to get me to watch it).
Anyway I did something bold when he asked me how my day was and I said “it’s good and better now that you’re texting”. I guess it sounds like I flirting with him and I guess guys are clueless because why would I have invited him over if I didn’t like him😅? Anyway he asked some funny random questions today and I didn’t ask any back so any funny conversation starters? Maybe even a would you rather or something…

With unmatched arrogance they thought they could nullify the legitimate votes of eighty-seven million Americans, overthrow our government and install a despotic tyrant in the White House. With complete disregard for the will of the people this cadre of criminals. political opportunists, and power-seeking megalomaniacs thought they could undo over two hundred and fifty years of democracy, shred the Constitution rescind civil rights, and with Mafia-like tactics bring our country to its knees.
If the Chinese, the Iranians, the North Koreans, or Russians attempted such a thing the nation would rise up and tear them to shreds; and that is just what the law enforcement agencies in seven states (With more coming) have done.
Each of these seditionists. traitors, and internal terrorists have been indicted and will be tried for this, the vilest of crimes, and will suffer long prison sentences for the lowest of crimes known to man. There exist a list of felonies for which they must answer, a list too long to enumerate here, but one that will illuminate just how despicable they are and will stain the names of their families for generations to come.
They thought they were smarter than us, thought we would roll over in fear of their power and influence, but that isn't what Americans are made of. Too many of our ancestors paid the ultimate price to ensure our freedoms and no cabal of smarmy thugs will ever waltz in and deny us what's been paid for by so many heroes.
There is an ultimate price for treason and with God's grace the worst of all will pay it at the end of a rope!
It starts here -- see below. Italics mine.
A lawyer who was the architect of a plan to subvert the 2020 election and return Donald Trump to the White House denied all charges against him when he appeared in an Arizona court Friday. John Eastman is the first of 18 people charged in the battleground state to appear in court over the scheme to empanel fake electors to support their favored candidate. Others include Trump's former personal lawyer Rudy Giuliani, one-time Trump White House chief of staff Mark Meadows, attorney Jenna Ellis and campaign adviser Boris Epshteyn.
Eastman on Friday entered not guilty pleas to nine counts including conspiracy, forgery, and fraud.
If he is convicted at a trial currently set for October, the crimes could entail prison time. Eastman told reporters outside court that the charges should never have been brought. "I had zero communications with any of the electors in Arizona," he said. "Zero involvement with any of the litigation or the legislative hearings in Arizona. We will proceed to trial, and I'm confident, if the law is faithfully applied, I will be fully exonerated." A US Congressional committee examining the events leading up to the January 6, 2021 attack on the Capitol recorded that Eastman was the author of memos claiming that then-vice president Mike Pence could refuse to count electoral votes from certain states, thereby preventing Congress from certifying the results.
Democrat Joe Biden won Arizona, a critical election battleground, by just over 10,000 votes, but many Republican Party officials insisted -- without evidence -- that there had been fraud and that Trump had been the real winner.
Under the US electoral college system, each state appoints electors to represent the candidate who won the most votes in the presidential poll. Those electors sign official documents that are sent to Congress; these documents are tallied, and the winner is the person with the most electoral college votes. Despite Trump's loss in Arizona, his representatives nonetheless signed documents saying he had won.
When Congress reconvened after the violent attacks on January 6, it ultimately ignored Arizona's fake electors and certified the genuine results, officially sending Biden to the White House. Arizona is the fourth state to seek charges against people who tried to form an alternative slate of electors, after Michigan, Georgia, and Nevada. Meadows, Giuliani, Ellis, and Eastman have all been charged in Georgia, alongside Trump in what is probably the most explosive of the four criminal trials he faces. As a swing state and something of a ground zero for election conspiracy theories peddled by rightwing Republicans, Arizona is once again expected to be closely contested this November when Americans head to the polls.
ttps://www.msn.com/en-us/news/politics/lawyer-denies-charges-in-trump-fake-electors-case-in-arizona/ar-BB1mADJy?ocid=msedgdhp&pc=HCTS&cvid=083f5c5e81fd4b9387efba428c848a50&ei=300

I posted our 1st semen analysis results here about 3 months ago with 1% morphology, feeling defeated and confused. I immediately started doing research and Coq10 was recommended. We went out and bought a bottle that same day in hopes that it would maybe increase my husband's morphology in 8 weeks for our next analysis. Everything I read said it would take 3 months for anything to happen so we were skeptical.
But we got our results back: 1st analysis results are in ( ) for comparison. Blank means it was the same result.
Characteristics: Volume (ml): 4.5 (5.0) Color: Gray pH: 7.0 (7.2) Round cells (mil/ml): 1 (2) Viscosity: 3 (2) Debris: Low Agglutination: 0 Liquefaction: yes
Sperm Evaluation: Sperm Density (mil/ml): 22 (37) Total sperm count (mil): 99 (185) % Progressive Motility: 48 (46) Total Active Count (mil): 48 (85) Total Motility: 59 (progressive + non-progressive) (65) Motility Grading: %Type 3 (progressive): 48 (46) %Type 2 (non-progressive): 11 (21) %Type 1 (Immotile): 41 (33)
Strict Criteria: Sperm Morphology: 5% Normal (1% Normal) Comments: "Improvement in morphology since last analysis. Results are normal. IUIs may help if having difficulty conceiving." (Low % normal morphology. Recommend repeating analysis in 8 weeks to confirm results.)
I cried when I got the phone call. He changed nothing about his diet or activity so maybe it was just a coincidence? The only things we changed was jeans to cargo pants (thinner and more breathable) and we both started taking 100mg (dosage on the bottle) of Coq10 a day (although I hear a higher dose is recommended). I read it was good for PCOS and egg quality.
I'll be going to the doctor next week for my 2nd Letrozole cycle, which I believe will be monitored this time around. I did ovulate my 1st Letrozole cycle (unmonitored) but I felt like it may have not been a good quality egg because I didn't get pregnant. I'm not sure what to expect, My doctor mumbled about maybe putting me on progesterone, something about trigger shots, coming in around day 20 to confirm ovulation, and some other things I can't remember. Please share your Letrozole stories if you have any.

With unmatched arrogance they thought the could nullify the legitimate votes of eighty-seven million Americans, overthrow our government and install a despotic tyrant in the White House. With complete disregard for the will of the people this cadre of criminals. political opportunists, and power-seeking megalomaniacs thought they could undo over two hundred and fifty years of democracy, shred the Constitution rescind civil rights, and with Mafia-like tactics bring our country to its knees.
If the Chinese, the Iranians, the North Koreans, or Russians attempted such a thing the nation would rise up and tear them to shreds; and that is just what the law enforcement agencies in seven states (With more coming) have done.
Each of these seditionists. traitors, and internal terrorists have been indicted and will be tried for this, the vilest of crimes, and will suffer long prison sentences for the lowest of crimes known to man. There exist a list of felonies for which they must answer, a list too long to enumerate here, but one that will illuminate just how despicable they are and will stain the names of their families for generations to come.
They thought they were smarter than us, thought we would roll over in fear of their power and influence, but that isn't what Americans are made of. Too many of our ancestors paid the ultimate price to ensure our freedoms and no cabal of smarmy thugs will ever waltz in and deny us what's been paid for by so many heroes.
There is an ultimate price for treason and with God's grace the worst of all will pay it at the end of a rope!
It starts here -- see below. Italics mine.
A lawyer who was the architect of a plan to subvert the 2020 election and return Donald Trump to the White House denied all charges against him when he appeared in an Arizona court Friday. John Eastman is the first of 18 people charged in the battleground state to appear in court over the scheme to empanel fake electors to support their favored candidate. Others include Trump's former personal lawyer Rudy Giuliani, one-time Trump White House chief of staff Mark Meadows, attorney Jenna Ellis and campaign adviser Boris Epshteyn.
Eastman on Friday entered not guilty pleas to nine counts including conspiracy, forgery, and fraud.
If he is convicted at a trial currently set for October, the crimes could entail prison time. Eastman told reporters outside court that the charges should never have been brought. "I had zero communications with any of the electors in Arizona," he said. "Zero involvement with any of the litigation or the legislative hearings in Arizona. We will proceed to trial, and I'm confident, if the law is faithfully applied, I will be fully exonerated." A US Congressional committee examining the events leading up to the January 6, 2021 attack on the Capitol recorded that Eastman was the author of memos claiming that then-vice president Mike Pence could refuse to count electoral votes from certain states, thereby preventing Congress from certifying the results.
Democrat Joe Biden won Arizona, a critical election battleground, by just over 10,000 votes, but many Republican Party officials insisted -- without evidence -- that there had been fraud and that Trump had been the real winner.
Under the US electoral college system, each state appoints electors to represent the candidate who won the most votes in the presidential poll. Those electors sign official documents that are sent to Congress; these documents are tallied, and the winner is the person with the most electoral college votes. Despite Trump's loss in Arizona, his representatives nonetheless signed documents saying he had won.
When Congress reconvened after the violent attacks on January 6, it ultimately ignored Arizona's fake electors and certified the genuine results, officially sending Biden to the White House. Arizona is the fourth state to seek charges against people who tried to form an alternative slate of electors, after Michigan, Georgia, and Nevada. Meadows, Giuliani, Ellis, and Eastman have all been charged in Georgia, alongside Trump in what is probably the most explosive of the four criminal trials he faces. As a swing state and something of a ground zero for election conspiracy theories peddled by rightwing Republicans, Arizona is once again expected to be closely contested this November when Americans head to the polls.
ttps://www.msn.com/en-us/news/politics/lawyer-denies-charges-in-trump-fake-electors-case-in-arizona/ar-BB1mADJy?ocid=msedgdhp&pc=HCTS&cvid=083f5c5e81fd4b9387efba428c848a50&ei=300

With unmatched arrogance they thought the could nullify the legitimate votes of eighty-seven million Americans, overthrow our government and install a despotic tyrant in the White House. With complete disregard for the will of the people this cadre of criminals. political opportunists, and power-seeking megalomaniacs thought they could undo over two hundred and fifty years of democracy, shred the Constitution rescind civil rights, and with Mafia-like tactics bring our country to its knees.
If the Chinese, the Iranians, the North Koreans, or Russians attempted such a thing the nation would rise up and tear them to shreds; and that is just what the law enforcement agencies in seven states (With more coming) have done.
Each of these seditionists. traitors, and internal terrorists have been indicted and will be tried for this, the vilest of crimes, and will suffer long prison sentences for the lowest of crimes known to man. There exist a list of felonies for which they must answer, a list too long to enumerate here, but one that will illuminate just how despicable they are and will stain the names of their families for generations to come.
They thought they were smarter than us, thought we would roll over in fear of their power and influence, but that isn't what Americans are made of. Too many of our ancestors paid the ultimate price to ensure our freedoms and no cabal of smarmy thugs will ever waltz in and deny us what's been paid for by so many heroes.
There is an ultimate price for treason and with God's grace the worst of all will pay it at the end of a rope!
It starts here -- see below. Italics mine.
A lawyer who was the architect of a plan to subvert the 2020 election and return Donald Trump to the White House denied all charges against him when he appeared in an Arizona court Friday. John Eastman is the first of 18 people charged in the battleground state to appear in court over the scheme to empanel fake electors to support their favored candidate. Others include Trump's former personal lawyer Rudy Giuliani, one-time Trump White House chief of staff Mark Meadows, attorney Jenna Ellis and campaign adviser Boris Epshteyn.
Eastman on Friday entered not guilty pleas to nine counts including conspiracy, forgery, and fraud.
If he is convicted at a trial currently set for October, the crimes could entail prison time. Eastman told reporters outside court that the charges should never have been brought. "I had zero communications with any of the electors in Arizona," he said. "Zero involvement with any of the litigation or the legislative hearings in Arizona. We will proceed to trial, and I'm confident, if the law is faithfully applied, I will be fully exonerated." A US Congressional committee examining the events leading up to the January 6, 2021 attack on the Capitol recorded that Eastman was the author of memos claiming that then-vice president Mike Pence could refuse to count electoral votes from certain states, thereby preventing Congress from certifying the results.
Democrat Joe Biden won Arizona, a critical election battleground, by just over 10,000 votes, but many Republican Party officials insisted -- without evidence -- that there had been fraud and that Trump had been the real winner.
Under the US electoral college system, each state appoints electors to represent the candidate who won the most votes in the presidential poll. Those electors sign official documents that are sent to Congress; these documents are tallied, and the winner is the person with the most electoral college votes. Despite Trump's loss in Arizona, his representatives nonetheless signed documents saying he had won.
When Congress reconvened after the violent attacks on January 6, it ultimately ignored Arizona's fake electors and certified the genuine results, officially sending Biden to the White House. Arizona is the fourth state to seek charges against people who tried to form an alternative slate of electors, after Michigan, Georgia, and Nevada. Meadows, Giuliani, Ellis, and Eastman have all been charged in Georgia, alongside Trump in what is probably the most explosive of the four criminal trials he faces. As a swing state and something of a ground zero for election conspiracy theories peddled by rightwing Republicans, Arizona is once again expected to be closely contested this November when Americans head to the polls.
ttps://www.msn.com/en-us/news/politics/lawyer-denies-charges-in-trump-fake-electors-case-in-arizona/ar-BB1mADJy?ocid=msedgdhp&pc=HCTS&cvid=083f5c5e81fd4b9387efba428c848a50&ei=300

With unmatched arrogance they thought the could nullify the legitimate votes of eighty-seven million Americans, overthrow our government and install a despotic tyrant in the White House. With complete disregard for the will of the people this cadre of criminals. political opportunists, and power-seeking megalomaniacs thought they could undo over two hundred and fifty years of democracy, shred the Constitution rescind civil rights, and with Mafia-like tactics bring our country to its knees.
If the Chinese, the Iranians, the North Koreans, or Russians attempted such a thing the nation would rise up and tear them to shreds; and that is just what the law enforcement agencies in seven states (With more coming) have done.
Each of these seditionists. traitors, and internal terrorists have been indicted and will be tried for this, the vilest of crimes, and will suffer long prison sentences for the lowest of crimes known to man. There exist a list of felonies for which they must answer, a list too long to enumerate here, but one that will illuminate just how despicable they are and will stain the names of their families for generations to come.
They thought they were smarter than us, thought we would roll over in fear of their power and influence, but that isn't what Americans are made of. Too many of our ancestors paid the ultimate price to ensure our freedoms and no cabal of smarmy thugs will ever waltz in and deny us what's been paid for by so many heroes.
There is an ultimate price for treason and with God's grace the worst of all will pay it at the end of a rope!
It starts here -- see below. Italics mine.
A lawyer who was the architect of a plan to subvert the 2020 election and return Donald Trump to the White House denied all charges against him when he appeared in an Arizona court Friday. John Eastman is the first of 18 people charged in the battleground state to appear in court over the scheme to empanel fake electors to support their favored candidate. Others include Trump's former personal lawyer Rudy Giuliani, one-time Trump White House chief of staff Mark Meadows, attorney Jenna Ellis and campaign adviser Boris Epshteyn.
Eastman on Friday entered not guilty pleas to nine counts including conspiracy, forgery, and fraud.
If he is convicted at a trial currently set for October, the crimes could entail prison time. Eastman told reporters outside court that the charges should never have been brought. "I had zero communications with any of the electors in Arizona," he said. "Zero involvement with any of the litigation or the legislative hearings in Arizona. We will proceed to trial, and I'm confident, if the law is faithfully applied, I will be fully exonerated." A US Congressional committee examining the events leading up to the January 6, 2021 attack on the Capitol recorded that Eastman was the author of memos claiming that then-vice president Mike Pence could refuse to count electoral votes from certain states, thereby preventing Congress from certifying the results.
Democrat Joe Biden won Arizona, a critical election battleground, by just over 10,000 votes, but many Republican Party officials insisted -- without evidence -- that there had been fraud and that Trump had been the real winner.
Under the US electoral college system, each state appoints electors to represent the candidate who won the most votes in the presidential poll. Those electors sign official documents that are sent to Congress; these documents are tallied, and the winner is the person with the most electoral college votes. Despite Trump's loss in Arizona, his representatives nonetheless signed documents saying he had won.
When Congress reconvened after the violent attacks on January 6, it ultimately ignored Arizona's fake electors and certified the genuine results, officially sending Biden to the White House. Arizona is the fourth state to seek charges against people who tried to form an alternative slate of electors, after Michigan, Georgia, and Nevada. Meadows, Giuliani, Ellis, and Eastman have all been charged in Georgia, alongside Trump in what is probably the most explosive of the four criminal trials he faces. As a swing state and something of a ground zero for election conspiracy theories peddled by rightwing Republicans, Arizona is once again expected to be closely contested this November when Americans head to the polls.
ttps://www.msn.com/en-us/news/politics/lawyer-denies-charges-in-trump-fake-electors-case-in-arizona/ar-BB1mADJy?ocid=msedgdhp&pc=HCTS&cvid=083f5c5e81fd4b9387efba428c848a50&ei=300

Congrats on choosing and making it into NUS Business School! I previously wrote here: https://www.reddit.com/SGExams/comments/118r7cg/all_about_studying_business_in_nussmuntu/ on what are some factors when considering between NUS, SMU and NTU business school. For better or worse, you'll be stuck here for the next 4 years so here's some broad advice on making the best out of it.
1. Put in effort to draft out your own Study Plan; Future you will thank you
What is a study plan? Essentially, it's an outline on what modules you'll be taking throughout your 4 years in University. Especially for a business student, a study plan should go beyond "what majospecialization/double majominor". Yes, figuring what major (or majors) that you want to eventually take is the first step. The next step is also considering whether you intend to take a gap semester (i.e. leave-of-absence) to do internships (which is becoming increasingly more common place; maybe not 1 gap sem but possibly even 2!). The unfortunate truth is that many biz student realize late in Year 2/3 that they might not be as competitive as their peers and usually then seek out LOA internships and end up delaying their graduation (whether its a good or bad thing is debatable). Besides gap semesters for internships, there are student who do credit bearing internships (which counts for some credits/MCs) or even do a part-time internship during the semester while studying (Do modules on Mon and Tues, FT work of Wed, Thurs, Fri). Not every student get's their desired summer internships, and often student have to compensate by applying for Off-Cycle LOA internships.
In your study plan, you would also have to take into consideration possibly going on overseas semester exchange or even the 6M to 1 Year long NOC program if you're interested! Overloading more modules earlier in your Uni (Y1 and Y2) gives you more flexibility to adapt to changes in the future. Of course, you need to gauge yourself whether you're able to cope with the workload. (Overloading in earlier sems, mean being more free in later sems to do internships/explore other modules or minors).
Additionally, most higher-level modules have pre-requisites (mostly ACC1701). If you delay taking these pre-requisite modules, your whole study plan can be delayed by a semester. My advice is to take ACC1701 (and consequently FIN2704) earlier rather than later, because these two mods open up the other majors/specializations available to you. You'll also figure out whether you'll want to to take the finance major after taking these two modules.

1. CCAs

There's a ton of CCAs available NUS-wide or Business School related. I strongly encourage you to take multiple CCAs (importantly taking into consideration what you can manage and your workload) so that you're able to meet new people and learn new skillsets. NUSC/RCs/Hall activities also count here. The unfortunately truth is that portfolio does matter in business school, and simply being good in academics (which can be competitive in itself) isn't enough. You GPA/CAP allows you to have your foot in the door; your portfolio and experience allows you to enter it. Consulting CCAs in general are great an improving your eye of aesthetic and detail which I recommend. You'll be surprised that many biz kids are outright bad and atrocious at making PowerPoint slides even at Year 4... I would say that the CCAs you join do shape your uni experience in a large way.

1. Group Mates

Find good friends and group mates! Those in NUSC/RCs/Halls have an easier time for this. For most of your basic core 1k modules, you group is usually randomized and you have no say on who you're working with. It is during these randomized group that you'll figure out the pain of having poor group mates, and things get worse if you're taking higher level and tougher modules alone. On this note, try to find friends that will do various modules together with you! Having friends doing the module together with you is a huge advantage, from extra resources, dead line reminders, doing quizzes/tests together etc. 5 brains working on a problem set is always better than 1 brain by itself, these 5 ppl will often get a better grade than the one hardworking individual working alone. Implicitly, those who stay on campus have a huge edge over those who don't.

1. Business is ultimately not a technical degree

Controversial to some, but business school at the end of the day doesn't really teach you much, we cant code, cant stats and no domain knowledge outside of finance). The only thing that it does teach is showmanship (and even then sometimes not taught well enough). Business School arguably teaches you how to carry yourself well, make fancy PowerPoints, use some excel, working with people (?) etc. Many of the more relevant things you learn, you learn them in your internship and your own experiences outside of the classroom e.g. CCAs. To me, doing well in Biz School is focusing on everything outside of academics (ensuring that you have some baseline CAP/GPA).
5. Figure out early whether you prefer Excel or Power Point.
The corporate world only runs on two applications, Excel and Power Point. Dabble in both, figure out early which application you prefer more and find a relevant internship/role/job that you enjoy decently that uses one over the other. Truly, Excel and PPT are the only takeaways when you leave the university. Great consultants are adept at handling PPT, navigating through them quickly with many templates in their desktops. Finance peeps do a little more excel work and have to do them well, fast and creatively. Even at the end of uni, there are still many students who can't use excel proficiently at a high level.
6. Internship Hell is real for those who care
Internship application period in itself can be a full-time commitment (for those that care). When internship applications open, you can will going through your own interview prep, doing several recorded interviews, applying to new internships etc. Many moving parts to juggle and a lot of ground work to be done. From preparing for interview questions, writing cover letters, tailoring your CV etc alot of the hell you experience in Biz school actually comes outside of academics contrary to popular belief (as Jean-Paul puts it, "hell is other people", bad group mates im looking at you). For those applying to more technical roles, you might also need to prep extra for technical questions e.g. IB 400 questions, consulting cases, market sizing brain teasers etc.
7. Not so much of an advice, but rather a plea from me to you
I really hope business students can be more code literate and savvy i.e. being able to read (and to a lesser extent implement) coding e.g. python or SQL. ~90% of the biz population are code illiterate (having only taken just 1 "coding module"). In a normal corporate workplace, you'll never have to code. But being able to think computationally, knowing the steps you can take to automate your task, time and workflow brings you more benefits than you can imagine when most corporate work that people do and typically repetitive and administrative.
In conclusion, do your best in biz school. I think effort correlates strongly to how well you do here. You don't need to be smart (it makes life easier) but with enough forward thinking and future planning, you'll be able to grow through the next 4 years (and hopefully be worth it).
Feel free to ask any question in the comments, or for any seniors to elaborate and share their own experience! Left out a lot of controversial views not wanting to trigger anyone or NUS. Edit: I'm a graduating student from Biz, later they dont let me grad
Some extra links:

1. An event calendar regularly updated by NUS Careers, usually has lots of interesting and relevant events, competitions, webinars (if that's your thing): https://nus.edu.sg/cfg/events
2. Grading rubrics to apply for SEP, there is an actual rubrics to secure an SEP, please refer for those wanting to go: https://bba.nus.edu.sg/wp-content/uploads/sites/37/2019/07/SEP-Place-Allocation-Grading-System-2018-10.pdf

First time DM here, please be patient with me
To summarize the plot so far, there's an evil emperor that kidnapped a princess, and the party managed to organize an hostage exchange: they'll give the emperor some cursed magic items, that may be used the help the empire's plan to basically destroy every other kingdom, in exchange for the princess, who's name appear in a prophecy that reveals she's like the key to defeat all evil etc. etc.
Now, IRL they've been waiting for this encounter for almost a year at this point, and I'm lowkey scared now: there's so much anticipation for this thing, I don't know if I can make it as much of an epic moment ad the party is expecting.
It's clear as day that they don't care as much about all other side quests, and this is all they're waiting for: I feel like they're starting to get more and more bored with every session, like nothing I do or present to them can make things interesting enough.
I feel like I'm stuck: I can either keep stalling and completely lose them or just do the thing, knowing it probably won't be as fun as they're expecting and I'll let them down
Any advice?

As she lets me in, the real estate agent says that I am responsible to return the house to its original condition for the new tenants, otherwise the landlord will hire professional cleaners and claim the bond to cover the cost. She threatens to pursue the estate if the bond money does not cover the clean. I don’t know what gave her the idea that there is an estate.
‘A good family would do at least that much for each other, wouldn’t they? I’m sure there is lots of family… treasures in there you’d like to keep safe.’ she says, but I can see the disgust on her face as she discovers the state of the house. My stomach drops and squeezes my throat as her words bring back the guilt from our phone call.
Seeing this place makes me pity them. They had nothing. Why had I been so angry with them?
The agent was able to find me because legislation requires real estate agencies to have a next of kin for tenants. My parents nominated me as next of kin. Hearing that made me feel guilty. There was nobody else they could nominate.
I don’t reply to the agent and stare into the house. Roots of overgrown junk seek out space across the floor and holes in the wall break up the colour scheme of brown dirts, grey/green moulds, and black holes. One hole must be above a horizontal wall stud because a bottle of rum is sticking out at a 3 o’clock angle from it with its lid off.
The agent continues to talk, walks away to her car, and then drives away. At least, I assume she did when I finish staring into the house.
I walk through the house and open the door to my bedroom. It is the same as I left it years ago. The mattress festers, the walls remember cigarettes, and stains remain the only decoration. It hasn’t changed since I was born.
I know that there are thousands of events that make me who I am, but there a few which I like to remind myself of. I like to remind myself of absorbing the project slides of ENGIN103: Engineering for Transit and dreaming about what it would feel like to ride a train route that I had designed. I like to remind myself of arriving for an internship at Foley and Sons and not leaving until 10pm, so that I could see the nightworks for the motorway. I like to remind myself of sitting with Foley as he assigned me as project manager for the tunnel across the river. Last month, I apologised for the project issues so far.
“Projects have issues. That's why there is a project manager. We are lucky to have you,” he said.
I like to remind myself of that.
This house makes me remember what I don’t remind myself of. I remember my mother telling me that nobody she knew was smart enough to be an engineer and refusing to drive me to campus because it would be a waste of her time. I remember getting a sore back at 21 from having to study on my bed and staying at university all day so that I had a space to study. I remember studying on the 90-minute bus commute with only a single ham and cheese sandwich for lunch that sometimes made me sick because the fridge wasn’t cold enough at home. I remember my father telling me that I, “Don't know shit,” and that I would be dead in a week if I moved out in a housing crisis when I said being closer to university would be good for me.
A lump in my throat forms and it brings back a memory where I cannot speak, “You have one new message. Message received today at 8:55 PM. I knew you could do it. Looking good in those grad pics that Auntie Shirley posted. Let me kn–Message deleted. You have no more messages.”
Couldn’t I even text them back?
I pull my old bed out from against the wall, and it rattles the room as it grips the old timber flooring. There is still a loose floorboard. I pry up with a key and part the old collection of junk which I had stored over the years. I see a single scrunched up piece of paper. I pry it out of its ball and see the floor through numerous holes chewed out by rats. This is my first academic transcript. I showed this to my family after finishing my first semester of engineering. It reads that I was in the awarded a certificate for academic achievement after scoring in the top 5% of the grade. I had never worked so hard for anything. I had never achieved anything. My eyes swell with tears, and I hear them laughing, ‘Lot of good that does us. They only accept money at the grocery store.’
My guilt returns to anger.
I knew it was right then and I remember it now.
I turn around and I leave.

My birthday was last week and I had plans with my friends that fell through. Initially since my birthdate fell on a weekday I had planned to go to the spa and grab dinner later with a friend. I doublechecked with them day of and they confirmed. By 6pm I called them and they told me that they had some work to finish up and they would let me know in 15 minutes and that now they needed a car seat because of an unexpected change. I didn’t get upset I just said keep me posted because we can always reschedule.
Two hours and half later they called me saying we can still go to dinner despite the restaurant doing their last seating at 9pm it was 8:36pm. At this point I’m in my pjs and annoyed because I honestly had no problem ordering in and I was sure we weren’t going to make it on time. I got dressed and went anyway because they were persistent on trying. We got to the restaurant at 9:08 and they confirmed they were no longer seating but I opted to ask the bar server if I could still order to go since I didn’t eat, while my friend was getting herself together in the car. Because it was my birthday she agreed and let us order drinks and food to go. We stayed at the restaurant for 35 minutes.
The following day I called them to confirm the weekends plans they had made for my birthday. They agreed but let know they had something to do Saturday night. Saturday comes I call them bright and early no answer. They called back two hours later saying they would have to do a rain check. Fine, but considering they knew from the night before (based on that morning’s conservation) I was pissed.
I called at 7am because the plans were to leave by 9-930am they called me back at 9. I called them back and simply and calmly stated that I understand you have a lot going on, and I don’t mind rescheduling plans. However, it would be nice if you communicated these things in a timely manner that way I have a chance to plan accordingly because at this point I’m frustrated. The place is a brunch spot that tends to get packed quickly so ideally you want to be there before 10. She agreed that she could have communicated better, we hung up. Less than five minutes later she calls back and stated I have high expectations for her and that I’m ungrateful. I told her I knew she was going to cancel and my expectations were far from high. As far calling ungrateful I just feel like she set up these plans and then delayed and canceled them. Like am I supposed to be grateful for your 30 minute appearance? She then pointed out things that upset her like me having a slight attitude when she picked me up for dinner and that I assumed the rest of the day’s plans were cancelled too (and they were because I didn’t hear from her again) and other situations outside of our friendship that were frustrating her. Which to me seems like excuses because I asked for nothing but communication. Although I tried to be considerate she in turn just got upset. mind you we’ve been friends for over 20 years we are in our 30’s. This is not the first time she has a habit of waiting til the last minute to cancel or simply just not answer the phone. Her birthday was last month I came to dinner showed up on time and attended impromptu plans after.

This collaboration project between CommonPresent Games, Five Frights, 3D FredWare Studios, and an anonymous music producer have all collaborated to make the ultimate conclusion to the Five Nights at Bingo's games.
Explore the abandoned Bar & Grill that was said to be nothing but an urban legend... 55 years after it's closing.
Your name is Cory. You go to explore the ruins, inviting your friends Clyde and Jack to come along with you.
A large sinkhole has formed underneath the building in the show stage, leaving the place in ruins and mostly caving in, especially in the middle of it.
INTRODUCTION CINEMATIC
You arrive there at 11:30 PM, and you text Clyde and Jack to come. They say that they will be there by 12:00 AM. You then walk in, and you explore the place, and then you enter the security office at 11:59 AM. You then get a text from Clyde saying that he is almost there, and that he gave Jack a ride, as well.
NIGHT 1 - It is now officially 12:00 AM. The building has entered it's lockdown state, not letting anyone or anything get in.. or out. You run to look at your phone, and then you very quickly connect it to the barely functioning security cameras in the building, and once you go onto the Show Stage camera, you will see Moltenstein emerge from the old sinkhole, who is a melted together fusion of the extremely rotted Bingo and Blossom animatronics.
DIALOGUE: What even was that thing?! I have to get out of here! This bulletin board right here says that lockdowns can take 14-21 days to end?! 14-21 DAYS?! It's okay.. I can do this. I brought my portable wireless charger for my phone. I just need to get that.. thing... away from me.
Moltenstein will sometimes appear at one of your doorways. You have a left doorway, a right doorway, and an opened ceiling vent. Turn off your phone's flashlight if you see it, in order to get it not to kill you, and activate a nearby camera's flashlight in order to attract it towards that camera's location.
There are only 6 functioning cameras. They are all the Show Stage, New Lobby, Left Hall Entrance, Right Hall Corner, and the Dining Area.
The Show Stage is where Moltenstein will emerge from. It will then make it's way towards the New Lobby, Left Hall Entrance, or the Dining Area.
The Dining Area's camera is broken, forcing it to face the right side hallway, where there is a vent entrance nearby.
All of the cameras have an internal flashlight that was applied during the investigation of the premises right before it's closing. These internal flashlights all work surprisingly well on the still functional cameras, and they are good for attracting light sensitive animatronics nearby. Moltenstein is very, very sensitive to bright lights.
Your phone's flashlight will always be on by default. Hold down CTRL in order to shut off your phone's flashlight, making it incredibly hard to see, but stopling Moltenstein from killing you, and sometimes even making it leave.
Your phone will lose 1% battery power every 2 seconds (you instead will lose 1% of your phone's battery power every 5 seconds whenever your flashlight is turned off..). Using a camera's internal flashlight will make it lose an extra 3% of it's battery power.. immediately. You can recharge it to get an extra 35% but this takes roughly 5 seconds to do......
NIGHT 2 - Ugh.. I need to get out of here! I am starting to see things. I can't do this anymore, come on!! Why me??? It's whatever.. Clyde and Jack called me this morning, and they said that they were worried. I told them about my situation, and they said that they have notified the authorities, but they didn't believe them. Those people really think that this place is fake. How funny of them...
Memory Citrus and Memory Lizzy can now be seen. These are just hallucinations, however. If you ever see the original Citrus flying through the Dining Area, put down your phone quickly, or Memory Citrus will jumpscare you, causing for you to throw your phone onto the ground in panic, attracting Moltenstein towards the light, giving him a 20% chance to kill you after somewhere in betweenn 7.26310-8.54790 secondssss.
If you ever see the original Lizzy standing in the middle of the lobby, put your phone down quickly, otherwise Memory Lizzy will appear floating in front of both of your doorways, and all of your cameras, making you unable to see them, all while you lose 1% of your power every 0.552 seconds. This effects lasts.. just about..... 10 seconds. And yes, this does cause your phone's flashlight to glitch out as well, luring Moltenstein to your location.
NIGHT 3 - This has to be the last night.. Surely the police have realized that I have very suddenly gone missing... Right? Please, just let this end. No more!
Memory Buttercup can now sometimes appear in one of your doorways. Shine your phone's flashlight at her in order to make her go away, or else, she will jumpscare you very suddenly, causing for you to have a heart attack.. and... well, die.
Memory Caesar and Memory Chuck seek to both be always found together now, and they can now sometimes appear in one of your doorways. Pull out your phone and look at it in order to deter them away from the security office that you are hiding inside of.
NIGHT 4 - Hey, hey! It's me, Jack! I just wanted to tell you that Clyde called the police... yet again.. and now they are starting to take us WAY more seriously! They said that they are attempting to locate your phone.. But it needs to stay charged up to at least 50% from now (12 AM) up until 6 AM, or we will not able to locate you, AND YOU WILL DIE. You gave us the wrong directions for what reason, anyway, you idiot?!
If your phone's battery drops down below 50%, you will be immediately just.. killed by Moltenstein.
NIGHT 5 - Hey, hey! It's me, Jack! We got your location! The police are headed there, now... Let's go, man! You're gonna make it home, by tonight!!! But.. You need to stop yourself from using the camera's built-in internal flashlights. Apparently, the cameras share a union power generator system, hence why they still work, and they only have about.. 8 charges left. It is pretty crazy, actually, right??? So just.. be careful, dude. Bye, now!!!,,,
If you use the camera flashlights 8 times, they will be disabled, and Moltenstein will be immediately teleported to your door, and he will kill you after approximately 2.5-3.5 seconds.
NIGHT 6 - Listen, man. I'm sorry, okay? But you entering that establishment has awakened and set free the mess in there, and I cannot afford to be chased down by that thing... You see, my grandpa was at that place for a re-evaluation of it's safety.. for... an incident. And that was not even his first time there! I'm sorry.. But you will not be making it out of there alive. I have released an overwhelming amount of a special secret gas recipe into the building, causing your hallucations to feel the most real possible, meaning that they have a 50-50 chance of giving you a heart attack and.. well, kill you. I also adjusted the union power usage to only allow for 6 camera flashes, and.. now, you must also always keep your phone charged. You can NOT recharge it. Have fun, Cory.
(This night ends at 4 AM, as the police and Clyde will break into the building and save you at that time.. exactly.)
ALL ENDINGS
Good Ending - During Nights 1-5, keep your phone's battery above 30%, and do not ever use any more then 6 camera flashes in each night. This will give you access to the Old Lobby, where you will find Buttercup, Citrus, Lizzy, Caesar, Chuck, and an unused Endoskeleton during the Night 6 Escape Scene. You will then get the option to scrap or take with you each and every single one of them as you walk up to them, letting them rest now as nothing but legends if you scrap them all. You will then see a scene of Jack getting trapped inside of the building, right as you guys escape...
Bad Ending - Follow Jack's instructions, and leave with Clyde and the police on Night 6 without making any discoveries. You will then see a scene of Jack escaping the building, right as you guys escape...
Happy Ending (Canon) - During Nights 1-5, keep your phone's battery above 30%, and do not ever use any more then 6 camera flashes in each night. This will give you access to the Old Lobby, where you will find Buttercup, Citrus, Lizzy, Caesar, Chuck, and an unused Endoskeleton during the Night 6 Escape Scene. You will then get the option to scrap or take with you each and every single one of them as you walk up to them, but if you take them all with you, you will then see the location rebuilt with the recovered and repaired Bingo, Blossom, Citrus, Buttercup, Lizzy, Caesar, Chuck, and the brand new Tropico The Toucan animatronics. Tropico The Toucan is an amazing newly built counterpart friend for the now happy Citrus The Toucan animatronic character.
We will be collaborating on FNaB 6, just as we did with this game, to introduce the continuation to the game series, and it's amazing and wonderfully unique storyline. We have amazing plans for this next entry of the series, and they will all be shared on here.. very, very soon.

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In 21’ I might have sold 1 share for a decent payout. Waiting 3 years now and GME has positioned themselves so that they can take huge profits themselves and distribute as a potential dividend to shareholders is why I will never need to sell. Shorts never wanted to close, that’s their plan all along, so that’s what they get.
I just can’t shake it that there is going to be significant price action and GME with this offering is going to scoop up massive profits. Secure their balance sheets even further. GME themselves can close the shorts out when they want, shareholders never have to sell even one share and it’s forevidends from GME profiting on the price action.
I also think that when we DO get significant price action CS is going to be a total nightmare and likely crash immediately, there were problems with logins on this Monday just at $80! So GME takes all the control in selling their extra stocks to generate the profits and apes never have to deal with even trying to login to CS.
I just had my fourth crayon of the day and it’s showing. ✌️

We met in December through social media from the same area. I was in a place at that time after having 2 2 year relationships that ended when I was 21, I was ready to be open if something came along. I was single for 8 years. Initially I wasn’t 100% bought in on her. The lifestyle she portrayed on social media gave off the vibe she was like a fancy influencer which I’m not a fan of. Had a bit of a social media presence. I had one myself for a few years but pulled back because I realized it wasn’t for me knowing the mental health effects of it. I expressed that I don’t care for social media anymore and want a low key life. She seemed cool though so I pursued it. Off the bat our convos were deep. She was reading our comparability. And then I took her out. First date she was already saying she was admiring me and obsessed with me. Found out later she texted a friend on the side and said she was going to marry me. She traveled for this social media stuff almost every weekend. She also had her real job. I still didn’t see this going anywhere due to her circumstances but I was interested after the date however I wasn’t 100% bought in. Thinking back now, I think maybe my gut was telling me not to pursue.
I was supposed to run a marathon in another state and she said she wanted to fly down (second time meeting) and spend the weekend with me. She did and that’s when it started. I learned all her trauma. Everything moved so quickly that weekend. No relationship with family, father was a drug addict and left, mother was BPD and bipolar and so was the sister. Kicked her out at a young age was couch surfing for years. Never had a stable home. Didn’t seem to have any long term friends. Told me she had went to therapy and was all good but also told me she has fear of abandonment and ptsd. I thought she was squared away though and gave the benefit of the doubt. We already discussing futures together and the lovebombing started. Saying things to me no one’s ever said or noticed. Long story short she traveled almost every weekend for the next month and a half and i really wasn’t a fan of it. Aside from not liking the influencer stuff, it was just not the type of relationship I was looking for. Never being able to plan. Only spending a couple hours during the week because we worked opposite schedules. This went on for the first 2 months. She was supposed to travel the first 3 weeks in March but wound up telling me she’s having an identity crisis. Wants to stop traveling wants to stop on social media. It’s bad for her mental health she used it as a distraction bc she had nothing else and now being with me she has a different perspective on life and has a reason to be home. She also said she used it for validation for herself bc her family never gave it to her and people only praised her for her success and i was the first person to love her for who she is. I thought that was awesome and wanted the best for her because she told me how bad it was affecting her. She canceled all her upcoming trips and was bought in on living present, pulling back from being on her phone because she was addicted to it and just enjoying life. Would constantly express to me how much healthier she is, eating more, sleeping better etc. told everyone she knew the same thing. She’d express how she used to “self sabotage” with all this work. I would always say don’t do anything unless you truly want to and she’d emphasize how she felt this way before me, I just gave her a different perspective on life and she doesn’t want to bury herself in work anymore because she doesn’t have a reason to distract herself.
This is when the clingy stuff started. She wanted to be with me every second of every day which for some reason i didn’t see as bad at first. She started getting separation anxiety when I’d go to work and constantly fear that i was going to just abandon her. She’d take things and small jokes so seriously and somehow link it to me subliminally meaning i was going to leave her. If i wasn’t all over her in the morning she took it personal. We’d wind up in arguments of me explaining what i meant and it would either end with her insisting i take her emotions into account or she’d apologize but blame it on her past and fear of abandonment. I found myself completely losing myself constantly going above and beyond to show her how much i loved her and wasn’t going to leave her. Taking off of work spending time with her buying her things and also just constantly telling her and showing her love. It was never enough because when she had these spirals it was all forgotten about. Got to the point i was living with her basically and couldn’t go home and see my family without her coming.
Dealing with this for about 2 months fast forward to 3 weeks ago. A girl she met through social media deaded her out of nowhere and told her something she said she didn’t like. She remembered last time she spoke to her she was saying how she was pulling back from social media because it was bad for her mental health and how happy she is actually having a life outside of work and thinks this girl took that personal because social media is her life. She was upset but didn’t seem to distraught. I gave logical reasoning like If she can drop you like this clearly she’s not someone important. I kept reassuring her she doesn’t need someone like that. If she was a real friend she’d be happy for you. I made jokes about it that made her laugh. What i didn’t know until one night she was crying was that it triggered the abandonment issues and she was down another spiral and associating it with me leaving. Once i saw it was a big trigger i tried to really console her. Show her love and affection and be there for her. Everything seemed fine until a couple of days later. We woke up, i was tired maybe a little quiet (i really don’t know I’m blaming myself) and we were talking like normal. She kept asking me what’s wrong and i kept saying nothing nothing. I wound up leaving for work and i texted her. She was being very short with me until she just didn’t answer. Me thinking ok she’s busy at work no big deal. Normally she would check in during the day at work. She didn’t. I was still like okay no problem until i saw she was checking social media. So after the entire day passes without hearing from her i finally reach out and was like what’s the issue. She claimed she was busy but i said ok you were checking social media and im sure if you were to screen shot your texts you were texting other people and i was the only one ignored bc she was always on her phone(not actually saying send me your texts, I’ve never done that). She said that rubbed her the wrong way and we need to have a conversation. We hopped on the phone and BOOM everything came out. She needed me and i wasn’t there for her to comfort her i made jokes about it and didn’t take it seriously (i was there for her but didn’t realize the extent of why it was bothering her until she told me and i did everything i could to make her happy) then she started bringing up how she lost herself since she’s been with me. She can’t post on social media freely anymore because she feels like im going to judge her even though it was her who made the decision to pull back and praised how much of great decision it was(not to mention she never stopped posting 3 times a day regardless of everything she said) I went to her place and all my stuff was out and ready to go. We spoke again and the same things came up. I don’t like social media and was pulling back myself so that means i don’t support her and how i wasn’t there for her emotionally. It was literally just a big mind f. Brought up like 2 or 3 other completely random things as well as excuses as to why she was leaving again contradicting things she’s said or done. Anytime i would bring up but what about this and when i did this or said this or how you said this it was like deflected and didn’t matter. What matters is what she is perceiving and that’s it. Like I’m this horrible person who did nothing for her.
At first I blamed myself since this happened because I really don’t know what more i could’ve done. I reached out to someone who I’m friends with who knew her growing up and they told me that it seems like a reoccurring thing with her past friend ships and relationships that they all just ended randomly. It really messed with my head and I didn’t know how to deal with it. She isn’t diagnosed with anything as far as i know but it’s been brought to my attention about the BPD stuff and reading this forum a lot of the things are very familiar.
I know I’m not perfect but after years of not wanting to commit to anyone or open up i finally did and i really meant how i felt for her and it hurt me so much that i could just be discarded like that. But I’ve learned what it is and am accepting it for what it is. I’m not a codependent person normally, never have been. But somehow fell into this savior role. I truly just cared for her and thought that maybe she had a bad upbringing but we can make the next chapters happy. I truly had good intentions. Been NC for almost 3 weeks now. Would never reach out i really don’t care how much it hurt. I have a great support system and a lot to look forward to. There’s good days and bad days but the bad days are getting less and less. I think back and I recall how uneasy I felt the whole time. I thought maybe it was me. But I truly think I just always suspected something wasn’t right.
Just wanted to tell my story and see if anyone had any advice or could relate in anyway.

Bad batch ended and now we have no show with clones. I could recommend a new show but I think Disney matured enought to rewrite the whole CW series.
So I heard you liked the clones and especially Domino squad. So in the remake we will add more clone squads with gambling thematics, like the Roulette squad, Slot machine squad and Blackjack squad with their own respective members commanded by CC3530 Clone Commander Crackwhore and CC4540 Stripper who is in rivalry with the 221st's Squad Leader CC2520 Condom.
Get ready for reanimated battles since we reimagined the Obi Wan vs Grievous, Obi Wan vs Grievous, Obi Wan vs Grievous, Obi Wan vs Grievous, Obi Wan vs Grievous, Anakin vs Dooku, Anakin vs Dooku, Anakin vs Dooku, Anakin and Obi Wan vs Dooku, Obi Wan vs Grievous, Jar Jar vs Guanray, Anakin vs Dooku and most importantly Jar Jar vs Nightsisters battles. If you did not like the Grievous vs Obi Wan fight that's bad news because we added 3 more of them and four more Anakin vs Dooku and even Ahsoka and Maul will fight for one more time.
New arcs? Hell yeah! D Squad part 2, Jar Jar and Windu will go on a 8 episodes arc while Jar Jar commands a whole clone batallion. Wat Tambor X Clovis situationship, Lothal arc will peak when clones will fight droids on Lothal. I plan a Scariff arc where clones fight droids on Scariff. Also we can't forget about the C3PO going evil and murdering chi.. I mean the Endor arc when clones fight droids and ewoks on Endor. Talking about arcs I know what you waited for. Yes, Krell will get an origin story but that's nothing! Our team is already animating a full episode of clones kicking, spitting on, urinating on and disrespecting Krell's corpse.
Talking about characters we updated a few. For example Ahsoka. A lot of fans told us it was not the best idea for her to wear a short skirt and tube top as a 14 years old girl and we couldn't agree more. That's why we hired our expert, Dan Schneider from Nickelodeon. He gave us some ideas about the character design so we came up with the hardest outfit we can imagine: Booty shorts, slim, shiny latex top and stripper heels. And a surprise outfit for the beach episode. With this outfit Ahsoka will look like a more experienced woman who can take at least 100 men... in a fight.

No one expects someone who has never run in their entire life to suddenly get up and run a marathon. That’s my frustration with some diet plans, diet culture, and even many medical professionals who recommend starting with a 500+ kcal deficit.
As someone who is obese, my first successful step was simply reaching a point where I didn’t eat more than I needed for at least a few weeks. Then, I could gradually increase my kcal deficit.
I’ve been on diets since I was 7, without any success. However, the last three years have been different. I started working out, and even though I didn’t lose weight at first, I discovered something new: moderation in all my actions can bring me the results I want to see, just over a longer period of time.
In the past few months, I’ve been intensely educating myself on different approaches to forming habits and managing a reduction diet. I’m teaching myself daily how to let go, how to move on, and how to get rid of this all-or-nothing mentality. I’ve found influencers and medical professionals with Instagram accounts, and podcasters who have a totally different approach, and so far, so good. I feel like I’m doing better in life than ever, and the process isn’t even half as painful as I always imagined it would be, or how it was on diets like keto, Dukan, or the Copenhagen diet.
I just felt like sharing. I’m not saying my way is better than others, it just seems to work for me on more levels than just weight loss, impacting other aspects of my life as well.
**Trigger Warning: Negative Experiences with Doctors***
I’m so angry at my doctors, teachers, and everyone who put me down because of my weight, especially when I was too young to be responsible for my diet and weight—back when I was a toddler, kid, or early teenager. I’ve had enough of always having to keep my guard up because I can be hurt by anyone for no reason other than my weight. Especially by people from whom we expect help, like medical professionals, teachers, and adults in general.
I can’t stop feeling the pain and harm that has been done to me over the years. When I try to talk to my friends, they say, “Oh, you’re so pretty, it’s all in your head.” No, my dear friends, it’s not. I’ve been conditioned to think of myself as worthless (no matter my achievements) because of my body size. And ironically, none of those cruel remarks or insults ever did me any favors or helped me in the process.
Thanks for reading.

When you think of a solo action film, your mind instantly jumps to John Wick, the Bourne franchise and Mission Impossible. What if I told you they made a comedy like one of those movies? Well, that is exactly what Moritz Mohr’s Boy Kills World is. This wild take on the solo action killer can definitely be a hit or miss for some people.
Boy Kills World is a revenge story about “Boy” played by Bill Skarsgard who is a deaf and mute man trained by a shaman played by Yayan Ruhian (The Raid franchise) to take revenge on the leader of the dystopian/post-apocalyptic city, Hilda Van Der Koy. Through brutal training, the shaman does not believe that the Boy is ready for the task. However, after a massacre in the streets, the Boy couldn’t take anymore and decided to take matters into his own hands.
I am always skeptical when heading in to see a non-advertised solo action flick. Was there a reason why I have not seen one trailer for this movie? Especially with profound actors and actresses such as Bill Skarsgard, H. Jon Benjamin, Jessica Rothe and Famke Janssen? To put it simply, this movie was okay.
One thing I was NOT expecting in this film was the comedic aspect of it. At first, I hated it (because I wasn’t expecting it). It was hard to get past the voice of Archer and Bob out of my head, two series H. Jon Benjamin is most well known for; Archer and Bob’s Burgers. However, further into the film, I realize it was intended to be a “comedy”. And honestly, it worked. Nothing was too forced and Skarsgard did a great job with expressions as it is narrated by H. Jon Benjamin. It wasn’t a burst out laughing comedy but something to make you chuckle or smile after a scene of blood and guts spewing everywhere.
Speaking of blood and guts, this movie was grisly. Maybe a little too much and unneeded at some points. I wouldn’t recommend this to anyone with a light stomach. I was even disgusted by some of the scenes.
The first third of the movie wasn’t great. I think it was far too extended in the time where he was training with the shaman. I was bored just seeing him fail and then succeed, then fail again and then succeed again and the shaman finally saying that he is still not ready for the overall task he has planned for him.
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Read the full review here: https://pressplaymag.com/boy-kills-world-2024-review-a-john-wick-comedy/

When you think of a solo action film, your mind instantly jumps to John Wick, the Bourne franchise and Mission Impossible. What if I told you they made a comedy like one of those movies? Well, that is exactly what Moritz Mohr’s Boy Kills World is. This wild take on the solo action killer can definitely be a hit or miss for some people.
Boy Kills World is a revenge story about “Boy” played by Bill Skarsgard who is a deaf and mute man trained by a shaman played by Yayan Ruhian (The Raid franchise) to take revenge on the leader of the dystopian/post-apocalyptic city, Hilda Van Der Koy. Through brutal training, the shaman does not believe that the Boy is ready for the task. However, after a massacre in the streets, the Boy couldn’t take anymore and decided to take matters into his own hands.
I am always skeptical when heading in to see a non-advertised solo action flick. Was there a reason why I have not seen one trailer for this movie? Especially with profound actors and actresses such as Bill Skarsgard, H. Jon Benjamin, Jessica Rothe and Famke Janssen? To put it simply, this movie was okay.
One thing I was NOT expecting in this film was the comedic aspect of it. At first, I hated it (because I wasn’t expecting it). It was hard to get past the voice of Archer and Bob out of my head, two series H. Jon Benjamin is most well known for; Archer and Bob’s Burgers. However, further into the film, I realize it was intended to be a “comedy”. And honestly, it worked. Nothing was too forced and Skarsgard did a great job with expressions as it is narrated by H. Jon Benjamin. It wasn’t a burst out laughing comedy but something to make you chuckle or smile after a scene of blood and guts spewing everywhere.
Speaking of blood and guts, this movie was grisly. Maybe a little too much and unneeded at some points. I wouldn’t recommend this to anyone with a light stomach. I was even disgusted by some of the scenes.
The first third of the movie wasn’t great. I think it was far too extended in the time where he was training with the shaman. I was bored just seeing him fail and then succeed, then fail again and then succeed again and the shaman finally saying that he is still not ready for the overall task he has planned for him.
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Read the full review here: https://pressplaymag.com/boy-kills-world-2024-review-a-john-wick-comedy/

Wake the fuck up, Samurai. We've got a role to play. (Epic reference)
My name is Outcast. Before we start off, let me just say a bit about me. I am a 22 year old male with 10+ years of writing experience within literate to novella writing style. I do a lot. I'm in a lot of fandoms and a lot of genres so I'm very flexible with things and setting but I am here more importantly to pitch a Cyberpunk Fantasy roleplay. Now what I mean by that is D&D + Cyberpunk. Shadowrun, that one kickass episode of Teen Titans Go for example. (The Night Begins To Shine will forever be in our heads and you cannot tell me otherwise.)
For about a year I've been wanting to get into Shadowrun, which is a very niche TTRPG but I haven't the friends nor the book (yet), and I am itching to use one of my ocs I made for it.
Disclaimer: We don't need to do Shadowrun. If you know nothing about it I totally get it, we can just context the roleplay as simply Fantasy but Cyberpunk dystopia future. Cities, corporations, mercenaries and criminals biting back against the big corpos. Cyberpunk 2077 with elf ears or D&D with tons of neon.
I currently have one OC I'm eager to use.

• Jaksen "Reload" Kovachs - A young Orc who comes from a family who run a mercenary business. Usually lawful, they would undertake heavy heists and jobs for money in turn to keep business up. Jaksen, the youngest of three brothers, had to endure the loss of all three of his brothers getting slaughtered on live camera footage for breaking into a corporate building for a heist, costing them their lives. Jaksen, now feeling the weight of their death on his soul and his financial stability becomes a freelance mercenary operating in the underground, fixed with two fully cybernetic arms and dual pistols, he intends on taking on the underground himself. Hes ambitious but a little hotheaded. Skills learned from his life in a family of mercenaries, hes way in over his head and acts like a skilled and promising rookie with a patience and hotheaded issue that seems charming and ambitious in some ways but can make him an interesting liability as a toughguy at times.

I have two, maybe three more ideas and until I recieve the Shadowrun 6e book I'll likely be making more with the proper systems.
When it comes to plot we can do anything. I for one imagine a few of these:
(Note: The setting doesn't matter too much.)
Jaksen "Reload" Kovachs

• We start at a club, where Jaksen delivers a dufflebag of whatever we can discuss. This can lead to enforcement turning into a firefight and they must escape or its a bust and he runs with his temporary partner (your oc) or runs INTO a bystander and he must keep them out of danger (also your oc).
  
• A deal set to meet a warlord of the streets and Jaksen is forced to team up with someone new for robbing a smaller corporate building. We can discuss what the job is exactly.
  
• An assassin sent after the Orc Marksman, a kind of spy thriller that could lead to some more. Sloppy Orc doesn't watch his back too much.
  
• We can create a plot from start together!
  

Note: I am looking for a long-term relaxed and chill roleplay experience. I have immense ADHD and Autism and get burnt out very quickly and I'd rather take my time to create the best RP response I can muster up than be forced or egged on post after post with no energy. As long as you are okay with varying response window times and are okay with the quality in the end and also have time to chill and talk about OCs on the offtime or on the side then that is perfect.

I apologize for my lack of planning. Planning and gushing is honestly half the fun and I've been desperate. If you're down for any of this, give me a private message. I primarily use Discord. I hope I've peaked your interest!

Nature of Humanity Ch 67 A NoP fic
Under Pressure Part 10
A Fanfic of u/SpacePaladin15’s work “The Nature of Predators.” Thank you for the story!
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Memory transcription subject: Silvera, Factory 13 Manager
Date [standardized human time]: November 4th, 2136
If it wasn't for the clearly artificial sky above my head someone could possibly convince me I was outside in a new park. The neon blue screen with a white dot to represent the sun was nothing like the actual pale gray visage a mile above. Yet, it did have an enjoyable warmth to it.
A smooth artificial wind swept through the saplings ensuring that they would develop healthy stress wood. It also pleasantly cooled the fur of anyone in here, providing a nice little respite from the heater simulating the sun's unbearable hatred of us. Fuck you fake sun!
Any flora used to decorate the park would be exotic to Frozen Mountain, even if it came from the nearby tundra, but my humans decided to do something interesting. While they had covered most of the ground with a soft short-growing Terran clover, they chose to make the rest of the decorative plants functional. All of the saplings were different types of fruit trees that, when mature, would be free for anyone to harvest as much as they want. Even the decorative topiary isn't hardy tasteless plants, but berry bushes that would provide a variety of sweet treats relatively soon.
Agurcorp was more than happy to allow its failed startup out here to be turned into a local park. Well, so long as they didn't have to pay for this expensive mistake of theirs. The Mayor was all too happy with this, especially since my humans were happy to let him have all the credit so long as they got to design the park. With voting season right around the corner, the Mayor that ‘Brought life to this blighted land’ was a shoo-in to get re-elected. Or would be if he also wasn't ‘The idiot who allowed predators into the city.’
With everything that's happened I am still a bit surprised at everyone currently enjoying the park. A small herd of Venlil are exercising in the open field. A family of Gojids are walking along the cobblestone path. All the while, some humans are playing a very weird game of throwing a round plastic plate into chain nets. It's almost as if this city didn't have two separate riots on the same day.
The sound of wheels traveling across a bumpy path caught my attention. I glanced across the way to see an embarrassed-looking John driving an electric wheelchair over to me. His eyes locked onto mine before quickly switching to the ground. He tried to laze in a chair designed to enforce good posture and looked rather silly as he adjusted himself.
He came to a stop just a foot away from where I sat, “Hey Silv… I, uh… I don't actually need the wheelchair but Mikvia threatened to break my legs if I didn't use it, so I'm just humoring her.”
Oh, don't freaking tell me. Why are humans like this… “John… you were hospitalized with a punctured lung. Sure, doctors have some miracles they can perform these days, but you know you shouldn't be stressing yourself by walking.”
He huffed, “Please, I'm fine. Really. It wasn't as serious as everyone is making it out to be.”
I thumped my hind paw against the ground, “John.”
He threw his hands into the air with a huff, “I'm in the damn wheelchair ain't I? Gawd…”
He grasped his nose before calming down, “I apologize. Shouldn't have raised my voice like that. I mean… I am using the wheelchair and not lifting stuff. Doctor's orders. They even said getting out in this park would be fine. Said it might even help!”
We let out a deep sigh together. I hopped down from my bench and back up onto his lap, “Let's go for a ride… while we figure… us out…”
I could see John's guard drop as the exhaustion crept back onto his face, “...alright...” He pressed his controls forward, and we slowly began our first lap of the park.
John wrapped one of his lanky ape arms around me like a fleshy seatbelt and I laid my head on his chest appreciating the contrast of his warmth with the cool artificial breeze. I could have slept like this. The beating of his heart was rhythmic, and his deep breaths sounded a bit like waves washing up on a shore.
I even heard his heart quicken as I cleared my throat, “So… we aren't really dating are we?”
His exhaustion was quickly replaced with unease as he started to fidget a little, “I'm sorry…”
I held his hand and stared into the ocean blue eyes of his, “Don't be sorry. I think we were both drunk when we agreed to go on a date…”
He shook his head, “I still should have said something before then.”
It wasn't like I couldn't have taken the initiative and talked to him sooner too, “I know you were going through a lot. Actually, I know you still are… I'm really only able to guess but… Are you one of the types that thinks Xeno-dating is weird?”
He looked ashamed as he scrambled to smooth things over, “I- No- well, yes- but- it's just… ok. Let me start over… alright… yeah… so… uhm… the thing is… how do I put this… it sounds bad… well, it is bad… it’s just…”
My tail wagged involuntarily at the rather cute display of embarrassment radiating from John. I leaned in and let him have a doey-eyed look to help heap the embarrassment on.
It felt like John tried to stop the next words from rolling out of his mouth, “Sometimes I have trouble thinking of you all as people.”
John came to a complete stop as I just stared at him wide-eyed. My brain struggled to grasp what he was saying and the implications of it. He cringed and covered his face with his hands, “Gawd, that sounds horrible. It's just… It's not as bad with you and the others… I talk to y’all a lot. It's easier for it to click that you are people too.”
I was desperately trying to see this from his angle, “Wha- why does this happen in the first place?”
His hands drug down his face trying to drag the flesh with it, “I think it’s cause you are always naked. Like your back brace helps a little bit, but still everything else is… That and I hear your voice and the chip in my head then gives it meaning. Like its disjointed. Then it's the way your body language works and- and- fuck. Just…. Fuck me man. I don't even think that's all that's wrong with me. It’s just… like you look, sound, and smell like animals. It's just not really what my mind had in place for aliens. So- like- ugh! Why can't I just explain it!?”
It's difficult to explain, but his words connected to a deep sad memory, “It's like everything is just too… slightly wrong…”
It felt like I had been whisked back decades to my own childhood. I could still smell the bleached halls of the Venlil orphanage on Nevis. My heart whimpered when the Sivkits who came to adopt me shuddered with fear and disgust. Their strange voices sounded slow as they spoke a strange version of Klipic. Like hearing a pale imitation of yourself, try and pretend to be just like you.
My eyes locked with his as I carried on “It’s like you look at them and a part of you knows what they are, but your brain just snaps back to… to what you think reality is.”
I could see a glimmer of hope well up with his tears, “Y-you know? I-Iv've felt like such a monster! How can I- How can I look them in the eyes when they took me in and say- say- that I can't see them as people sometimes!? After everything they've done for me?! They want to adopt me and I- I- I can't even!”
I wrapped my arms around his neck as he buried his face in mine. It felt like he could crush me with his arms, yet they held me gently. What was causing me pain was this damn back brace. The blasted thing was trying to force my arms down while it hunched me over. I wiggled out of John's embrace and ripped the freaking thing off and chucked it as far as I could before burying myself in his embrace again.
We held each other as he drew in shuddering breaths and let his emotions flow out. John’s grip eventually began to loosen and we both took a moment to calm down. I gently tugged at the shirt covering John's torso, “So… Us not wearing clothes constantly is… disconnecting for you?”
He nodded his head, “Y-yeah… It’s like… every person I have ever known wears clothes. Animals never wear clothes and at most wear like a collar or harness if someone owns them. Then a few months ago, a bunch of nudist aliens show up and… well, my brain lops them into the animal category and the translator isn't helping.”
I glanced down at my body and suddenly felt… exposed, “So now that I am no longer wearing clothes…”
He cringed, “You look more like a large rabbit thing than a person… when you had the brace on it helped a little, but you were on all fours… When you were wearing your weather suit and had your hood off, It felt like you were a person, just different.”
An idea crossed into my skull, “Ok then… so your brain attaches personhood with a level of nudity, body plan, and familiarity… take your shirt off and give it to me- Don't give me that look! I know you’re male and are far less sensitive about people seeing your nipples. So gimme.”
He begrudgingly took off his shirt, revealing a pelt of fur that caught me off guard. I shook off the confusion as I slipped his shirt overhead and stuck my arms through the sleeves. It immediately tried to slip down my body and off. Mostly due to how large the hole for his head is, but also due to my utter lack of true shoulders. Another gift of my freak mutation. The ability to walk upright as well as sprint on all fours like a fucking Arxur.
I bunched up the collar and knotted it on itself, solving the slipping issue. With a small twirl, I spun in a circle, “So how is this?”
A smile formed on his face, “You look adorable!”
I happily flicked my tail, “Is that girlfriend adorable or pet animal adorable?”
His grin beamed with happy, mischievous energy, “Little sister adorable.”
I stomped my hind paw again, “Wha- why?!”
He held out his arms and I hopped back into his embrace, “Its cause it's my shirt. Jamie would wear my clothes sometimes, and they were so baggy on him, and well… on you that's practically a sundress! … you’d look really nice in like… a yellow sundress with like a straw hat.”
My mind tried and failed to make an image to match his description, “Hrm… well… I wouldn't know where to even start getting a… sundress.”
John carried on like clothes shopping was a normal intergalactic thing, “You would have to go to a tailor and have it custom-made. Like you already had to adjust my shirt cause you don't have shoulders like we or the Gojids do.”
We sat in a comfortable silence as John started the wheelchair back on its path. I almost fell asleep in his arms before I asked, “So… Are we dating?”
John didn't hesitate to bend over and freaking bite the top of my head! I, rather fruitlessly, slapped my paws against his face as fast as I could and only managed to elicit a laugh from him. Jumping up, I got a mouth full of his cheek in my teeth.
I made sure not to crush as I mimicked what he had done to me back, “Ah! The turns! They've tabled! I'm sorry! We're dating! Augh!” I spit out the lump of flesh between my teeth and sat down rather proudly.
It was only then I looked around to see most of the nearby groups staring at us. As well as three silver suited flame whack jobs walking our way. One of them held up his paws to try and seem as big as possible, “YOU! PREDATORS! DON'T MOVE!”
John growled at them, “YOU FUCKING IDIOTS. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?”
The trio froze in their steps and reached for weapons they didn't have. The boldest one took another step forward and shouted, “SHUT UP PREDATOR!”
John held his issued jacket up, letting the reflective emblem of the guild shine for all to see, “I WORK WITH YOU NUMB NUTS! I'M JOHN! ADOPTED SON OF YOUR FUCKING CHIEF! RING ANY BELLS?”
The trio halted in their tracks and the most skittish of them turned a one-eighty on their paws and began to walk away. The boldest one’s paws slowly dropped, “J-John?! I- I've never seen you without the mask or artificial pelt… wait! You're supposed to be in the hospital!”
Johns voice grew cold, “They said I could go out around the park so long as I mostly stayed in the chair. If it pleases you, you can talk to Loke. He's right over there with his wife and two kids. I bet he'd be thrilled to learn you three are going around accusing people of being predators.”
The bold moron took a fearful half step back, “D-d-d-d-don't twist my words! You bit her and she bit you back! I have witnesses! That's predatory!”
John leaned back and stroked the fur on my cheek, “No, it’s erotic.”
I could see the gears turning in the bold one's head grind, “What.”
John pressed his lips into my neck, “Ya know… sexy. It’s like… gently grooming your significant other's neck from behind but more playful.”
They looked revolted, “That's disgusting.”
John cocked his head to the side like a confused Gojid, “That’s odd.”
The look of revulsion quickly transitioned back to confusion, “What?”
A smirk grew on John's face as his fingers massaged into the sore muscles on my back, “It's just, that’s exactly what your mom said last night, but she grew to like it.”
I slapped my paws to my mouth to avoid laughing as the rage flared up in the bold one's eyes, “WHAT!?”
I let out a happy purr as John began to work at my sore muscles and utterly humiliate the idiot bothering us, “Yeeeeah. You weren't supposed to find out like this, but I'm your dad now.”
Their ears pinned back in rage, “You're lying to me.”
John waved a hand at our surroundings, “We are in a hermetically sealed park. There is no way for any significantly threatening animal to get in here. You are only here looking for trouble and I assure you, this will be looked into. Go clean your nose and keep it clean. Understood?”
They both tucked their tails, “Understood, sir.”
John nodded his head and calmed his tone, “Dismissed.”
As the trio of troublemakers left, we sat in relative silence as John continued to work away at the stress in my muscles. If you proved this was how humans prepared their food before eating it, I would argue that it's still worth it.
His rough voice messaged my ears, “Hey Silv?”
I stretched and enjoyed the pops my spine made as it took its natural shape, “Hrm?”
A hint of curiosity hung in his voice, “Why did you understand what I meant? Shouldn't… You've lived with aliens being a part of everyday life for… Like… ever right?”
I slumped against John and thought. Dredging up old memories that I almost wished I didn't have, “It was… a very long time ago. My doctor told me I was making up false memories to cover up a traumatic event and make it to where I was normal and everyone around me were the weird ones…”
I could hear John doubt my doctor's claims, “That sounds… fishy.”
Despite John's odd word choice, the meaning still fit perfectly, “It feels like it, but I just have no proof. I swear to you, I remember running along a beach, with my parents on two legs. Every Sivkit I knew as a child walked on two legs. It’s like… well…”
I grabbed John's hand to stop it from distracting me, “One day I woke up, and I was unbelievably cold. I thought I was a corpse. There was this strange… tentacle thing with bulgy eyes standing above me. His words didn't match his lips, but I understood him. It was terrifying.”
“He scooped me up and started running. Said I was in grave danger, and he was going to keep me safe. I didn't trust him one bit. He jumped into some strange ship and told me I had to be very quiet. The bad people would attack us if they heard either of us talking.”
“Eventually, he crashed the ship into something and pulled me out of it. I was surprised to see we had been on a submarine that entire time. That and the sky was the wrong color. I didn't even have an opportunity to think about it as he carried me to a weird looking vehicle that once again surprised me as a giant wall turned into a window.”
“I had never even heard of spaceships before, and I watched as we went up and just moved into space like it was nothing. He tried to calm me down, but he told me my parents were dead. I- just remember sobbing in his tentacles for hours. Eventually, I calmed down enough for him to play with me.”
“For a few days it was just me and him. Then we met up with another ship, and he left that one to drift in the void. He said we were meeting his friend Aylin on Nevis… a Venlil colony not too far from here, actually. I got to meet more aliens on that ship but Kalova- sorry that was the name of the Kolshian who took me out here. Kalova didn't want me to talk about anything to anyone. Said to just say I was his adopted daughter, and he just got a job on Nevis managing the new colony.”
“He never saw it. I didn't know what they were at the time but the Arxur attacked. They were trying to raid the colony and the Gojids and Venlil where desperately trying to protect it. I remember the alarm going off the second the ship’s captain announced we were leaving FTL. Kalova sprinted through the ship carrying me. He placed me in an escape pod just before that terrible lizard spotted us. He pulled the lever and my pod jettisoned down to the surface.”
“I was in that pod for three days before the Venlil found me and put me in an orphanage. Every time I met other Sivkits… they made my skin crawl. There's something wrong with all of them. I swear to you, we Sivkits are supposed to walk on two legs. We also aren't supposed to be that… stupid. Between how they talk being just… off, and the fact what they said was often either retarded or downright wrong, I couldn't ever feel like one of the so-called Grand Herd.”
“Eventually, I aged out. Graduated college, top of my class. And started working out here when they began to rebuild my plant after it burned down. That’s all there… Well, there is more, but It's not actually relevant to your question.”
John leaned down and kissed the top of my head, “Thank you for sharing that with me.”
I groomed the tip of his nose in return, “You're welcome. … Hey John?”
I could see a small bit of… hope in the back of his eyes, “Yes Silv?”
“Can you tell me about your past?”
He frowned as memories came back to him, yet he smiled still. “Yeah… it’s not a happy story either.”
I pressed myself into him, “Well… we can both be sad together, at least.”
John's hands began to absentmindedly work through my fur again, “Yeah… That doesn't sound as bad.”
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Important question, do you want a chapter dedicated to John retelling his story? Or would you like it smash cut out in favor of more of their first real date? I am not sure how I want to do it and am happy with both, so please let me know.
John and Silvera finally had the relationship talk! Woooooo! John's confessed something he'd rather never bring up, but knows he needs to address to start living a happy life with his new family. Aaaaand, It's time for Silvera’s tragic backstory! (Trademark pending). Strange names though, right? Kalova… weird how John's old boss has a missing brother with the same name as an alien Ivan the Arxur knows! And Aylin… strange they share a name with Talen's dead wife! Man that's just weird!
Special thanks to u/JulianSkies for proofreading! Seriously it felt like my eyes were melting out of my skull and your feedback was everything I needed!
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