Last week and this week we had new updates. Season 4 teasers have released aswell teasing season 4 content. In warzone last week players could safely re enable their original settings. In MWIII get high returned and you can stream the soundtrack on YouTube. Also the time limit was increased to 15 minutes. Also by completing the week 7 challenges you unlock the jak patriot which is a fully automatic m16. Last week there was an update which included significant balance adjustments to the jak wardens, fixes for arcade abilities appearing in other playlists. Also the code4vets u assist veteran challenges where you can unlock the blazon animated animated weapon camo became available. Also the jak atlas became avaliable in last week's update aswepl which turns the amr9 into a 5 round hurt weapon which can be unlocked by completing the week 6 challenges.
Season 4 begins may 29th and we have a teaser trailer. Seemingly the kar98k is returning. Let me know your thoughts.

TW for sexual, physical, medical, emotional, and religious abuse, childhood sa, suicidal ideation, and self harm
This past week has been incredibly difficult due to that holiday so I decided it would be good for me to write a letter to my nmom to keep for myself during my healing process to get everything out and it's been very cathartic. Part of my healing journey has been sharing my (extremely personal) experience with others who understand, hence why I'm sharing this here, and maybe it'll give someone some strength knowing that I made it out after all of this. I hope everyone was kind to themselves this week and was able to treat this holiday as a holiday for themselves for surviving their nmoms!
Dear mom, Happy belated Mother’s Day. My Mother’s Day was spent being upset and anxious so I decided to write this letter. This letter is so incredibly difficult to write and even more difficult to read back to myself. Moving away from university and back home during COVID was genuinely one of the most difficult things I have done in my life simply because of all of the repressed memories that flooded back into my brain every single day I was in that house. I used to resent the pandemic for forcing me to live in an environment that made me want to harm myself every single day and die every other day, but I am now thankful for the clarity that it brought me as I don’t think I’d have the foresight that I have now.
There is a lot that I want to say. I am angry, bitter, resentful, and traumatized from things that you have done to me as a child and also as an adult. I thought for a very long time that thing were normal but thank God I now know just how truly fucked up so many of my childhood experiences were. Not a single day goes by where I don’t think about the emotional, physical, and sexual abuse that I went through. I am haunted every single day by things that you did (and some things that you didn’t do) and hope that one day I will be able to heal from what I experienced.
I grew up being close to my cousin Chloe (a year younger than me) who was obviously very bitchy, mean, and abusive. This fact isn’t something you weren’t aware of as I know a fully grown adult would be able to see how she treated and talked to me when around you and come to the obvious conclusion that I should not have been allowed to be around her. She bullied me, called me names, physically assaulted me by pushing me, pulling my hair, and sitting on me with my hands held behind my back until I couldn’t breathe, forced me to bathe in scolding hot bath water that would burn my skin, making me undress and make fun of parts of my body, and forced me to watch things that she knew would scare me. This is the same time that I started having insomnia and struggled in school due to anxiety. It’s also the same time I remember my sound sensitivity starting. Do you remember my childhood friend’s mom Amelia and how protective she was over my friend, Diana? Diana met Chloe at my 9th birthday party and Diana went over to her house for a playdate and Chloe did something to her. She physically reached over and groped Diana on the privates. I knew Amelia IMMEDIATELY prevented her daughter from ever being around Chloe again. I also knew that it's possible she mentioned this to my aunt, but I'm not positive. I know that Amelia is the type of mom to prevent Diana from reading Harry Potter because she thought it was a bad influence on her due to being “demonic”, so I wouldn’t be surprised if she made you aware of what Chloe did to Diana as she knew that I spent a lot of time around her. I doubt that what Chloe did to Diana was ever kept a secret from you. Chloe also forced me to do sexual things I didn’t want to do from roughly the ages of 8-11. One time, we were in her kitchen and she pulled out a knife and said that she was going to stab me. By then, I knew she just wanted to scare me so when I had no reaction, she put the knife away. I was terrified of what would happen if I said no to her so I went along with whatever she wanted. She would go into the bathroom and tell me to follow, would lock the door, and make me take off my clothes and let her do things to me and forced me to do the same things to her. I used to think that you had NO IDEA about this until I remember you saying the words- “you were an amazing kid and never had any problems until you got a little older. I always wondered if something happened.” Who the fuck says that to their kid???? Yeah, something DID happen and it wouldn’t have happened if you protected me!!!! You fucking idiot!!!! I remember being in our new house and taking a shower with you when I was about 8 (which was VERY inappropriate and should NEVER have happened at all) and saying something that clearly made you uncomfortable. It CLEARLY indicated something was going on. I remember the exact face you made and know that any normal, healthy adult would have done something about it and made sure nothing was happening. They would have made sure I was SAFE, and talked to me about safety, but nothing was said or done. You have failed me many times, but this one is the most painful. Not only will you need to live with the fact that you knew about my abuse and did nothing, but I will have to live with the fact that my mom knew "something happened” and didn’t care about me enough to protect me. I look at my beautiful niece Hallie, and imagine not protecting her like that and want to vomit. I cannot fathom how a mother would have the thought “I wonder if something happened to my daughter to case a massive behavioral change” and NOT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT! You didn’t talk to me, never asked me if Chloe was doing anything, or anything at all. If I even had a minor suspicion that something was happening to Hallie, I would IMMEDIATELY do something about it because THAT IS MY JOB as an adult in her life. You failed me and deserve to know that this traumatized me and gave me PTSD. I am NOT autistic, no matter how much you WANT me to be so you can go around and gain sympathy for “having an autistic daughter” rather than owning up to the fact that you caused what “went wrong” with me.
Not only did you not help prevent me from being molested by my cousin, you also added to my sexual trauma by forcing me to use the giant egg monistat insert to treat a yeast infection when I was 11. I was ELEVEN and you had a bright idea to force a HUGE foreign object into my prepubescent body even though you were fully aware I could have easily gotten a prescription for a pill to swallow from a doctor. I was scared. I had so much pain and itching and needed a mother to hug me, tell me it’s going to be okay, or at the very least, EXPLAIN what I had and how we were going to fix it. You didn’t do any of that. You told me to lay down and proceeded to try and administer medication that is NOT meant for children 12 and under due to the physical damage it could cause. I was clearly in pain and scared, but you kept trying anyways. At any point, you could have stopped and taken me to the fucking doctor, but nope. You then got frustrated that “you couldn’t get it in” and told your 11 year old daughter to shove it inside herself. Then you left the room. I hadn’t even had a period yet, let alone know where my vagina was but you sure felt the need to yet again abandon your parental responsibilities and place them onto your kid! Miraculously, I put it in and wobbled out to lay on the couch because I was in physical pain from BOTH the infection and YOU, but because a child’s body isn’t able to properly fully insert the medication used (which once again I’ll remind you is meant for girls 13 and up), it came out and got on the couch because you didn’t give me a pad. And rather than prioritize your own daughter’s health, safety, wellbeing, and comfort, you were more upset about the stain on the couch and yelled at me. I will never forget in all of the years that I am alive how ashamed and disgusted I felt standing behind you watching you furiously scrub at the stain that I caused (actually, that YOU caused since this never should have happened in the first place!) and feeling a huge flood of guilt every time I saw that couch stain. One of the best days of my life was when we got a new couch and I never had to see that stain again.
All of this caused me to develop anxiety, depression, suicidal thoughts and ideation, self harming behaviors, having out of body experiences where I dissociate, and panic attacks amongst other things. YOU caused ALL of this and you fought tooth and nail to convince me that it was MY fault for being broken. “There’s something going on with you,” and you made it your mission to never take any responsibility for any of the trauma that you caused. Not only did you ignore all signs of abuse and sexually assault me yourself, you bullied and helped a family friend Sharon bully me when I was “being mean” to (her daughter) Faith. I was treated like I was a mentally ill monster who couldn’t be trusted and always got in trouble whenever Faith shed a single tear because I was “mean to her”. Faith cried at LEAST 15x a day, and I was blamed every time she decided to say I was the reason. You allowed a monster (Sharon) to ABUSE me and had the incredibly wise idea to start passing along what shit talking you two would say about me TO ME, a 13 year old girl. I was THIRTEEN. I was A CHILD. And yet, you came crying and complaining to me about how tired you were of hearing Sharon say I was being mean to her daughter when you could have TOLD THE OTHER ADULT IN THE SITUATION TO STOP. It never was my responsibility as a child to try and make another adult stop abusing me by “behaving better.” There was nothing wrong with how I was behaving. You never once tried to help me, you always blamed anybody and everybody else for your failures. I would come and ask you for help when I was struggling and if you didn’t care, you would pawn it off to somebody else- “go talk to your older sister” “talk to your therapist about that” “I don’t know what to say except to tell you to pray about it” and when I came back saying praying didn’t magically fix my depression, you told me to pray harder. I guess you really thought it was a skill issue rather than a diagnosable health condition! No wonder I wanted to die! Hahaha! I’ll never forget the look of disgust on your face when I was sobbing hysterically and struggling to get out the words when I told you just how badly I was affected by Sharon and said how you played a role in helping her harm and abuse me. “WELL. I’m SORRY if you think I didn’t protect you enough. I know what that feels like because my parent’s took my sister’s side a few weeks ago when we were having an argument” (as FULLY GROWN 50+ YEAR OLDS arguing and bitching LIKE CHILDREN!) No, mom, it’s not the same. I was a child and not only did you not stop an abuser from harming me, you joined in. You allowed her access to me and you passed along what horrible things she said was wrong with me. “SHARON said she thinks YOU’RE BIPOLAR. Do you think you are?” “Sharon told me that you’re having AN EPISODE and are being mean to Faith! Show me your phone!” Erm? I’m thirteen? What do you expect me to do? “Well, I just don’t understand why you keep bringing this up when it happened so long ago. I just hope you can forgive her and move on.” You’re fucking disgusting. Should I go into detail about how many times I asked you to not interact with Sharon more than you needed to and you proceeded to try and force her into my life more? You KNEW how uncomfortable I was with you attending Faith’s wedding and yet, you cared more about how you looked and not only attended, but hosted both her wedding and wedding shower. I have always wondered why you never cared how I feel until I realized that you prioritize yourself and how you look to other people above anything and everyone. There is a clear pattern of behavior- - When I was 17 and you were berating me at your work for wanting to visit my friend up in Boston to see a concert together because “you just didn’t understand why I’d want to do that” and I started crying. You rolled your eyes and said “you better leave now if you don’t want my next client to see you crying because her appointment is in a few minutes.” You cared more about having your random client seeing me cry and potentially thinking you’re a bad mom than comforting me. - When I was 13 and we were saying our nightly prayer the night that I had my “therapy appointment” (aka, you and my “therapist” chastising me for writing in my diary that I was having suicidal thoughts), when you were praying you said “Dear God, please help (my name)… and… pLEASE HELP ME!!!!” Clearly, YOU were affected more than I was even though I was the one wanting to die because of you. Wow. Your life is so hard! - Telling everyone around you that I “have problems” and am “really struggling” so you can gain an ounce of sympathy. The way that your friends come up and talk to me is baffling. - Laughing about me with my friends in high school when I was out of the room- “hahaha my daughter is sooooo weird hahaha” - When I was 18 and you called my “therapist” (who did NOT get my consent before doing this and violated her ethical guidelines) after I moved out and stopped talking to you, you got her to help you write a list of “rules” to force me to stay in contact with you. They consisted of requiring me to “talk to you, dad, or my sister at least 1x/day” so you “knew that I was safe” aka, you wanted to control me even though I was an adult and not living in your house. I was perfectly safe, and yet you made me sound like I was doing drug deals in the morning, prostituting myself after lunch, and had plans to commit felonies later that night. I went to school, ate, and went back to my apartment. You had no right manipulating me into talking to you by using my therapist, dad, and sister against me. Pathetic. - Telling me to go do my runs on a strange man’s property instead of the road because it’s “safer.” Dad said that this man who I’VE NEVER MET told him that “there are bad people out there who will kidnap her and do horrible things to her, SO INSTEAD she should run on MY property!” Not sketchy or rapey at all, right? And completely dismissing me when I said that made me uncomfortable by saying “my dad knows him”? Lady, do you know any rape statistics? Clearly not, because you’d then know that only 7% of assaults are strangers while 93% are family members or acquaintances. NINETY THREE PERCENT. The amount of times that I’ve mentioned someone made me uncomfortable or had a massive affect on me as a child and you’ve replied with “Oh, well did they touch you?” People don’t have to touch me to traumatize me. You’re pathetic for thinking that.
I’m not mad at Chloe. I don’t feel any anger or ill will towards her at all. She was a child just like I was a child. She was failed more than I was failed. No child acts that way and assaults other children without learning that from somewhere. I blame her parents for what happened to her. I blame YOU for what happened to me. I vividly remember things that my aunt would say the same time this was happening about little girls and their bodies and I want to smash my head against the wall. Children are to be protected above anything and everything else, by you didn’t. Do I hate Faith and think that she’s a bad person because of what happened when we were 13? No. I fully blame you and Sharon. The amount of adults that have failed me in my life keep me up at night. I think about how different my life would be had dad been more involved and seen what was going on and taken me away from you. I am angry with him for that. I dream one day I will be able to sit down with him and tell him everything I have written about and he will hug me, support me, cry with me, and apologize for not being there more to protect me. But who knows, he might defend his child abusing, mentally ill wife and say I’m making up everything. Who knows.
Do you want to know what my sister said when I told her all of this? She apologized to me for not being 15 years older than I am so she could have raised me instead. I want you to sit here and think about how fucked up that is. My own sister wishes she could have taken me away from you so you couldn’t have abused me. I imagine the pressure she must have felt having to grow up while also raising her mother and sister and I sob for her. I’ve sobbed for me for the mental anguish and torture I experienced at your hands. I’ve even sobbed for you because I can’t imagine being even a fraction of how fucked up you are to resort to abusing and neglecting your child- a child you begged to have. A child you had trouble having and prayed for. Embarrassing.
I’m never going to have a relationship with you again. If God is willing, I will never have to interact with you ever again. Saying that phrase “if God is willing” is ironic because you forcing me to pray my problems away rather than helping me led me to not believe in him. How can I believe in something that also neglected me? I’d sit in my dark bedroom night after night praying and sobbing for him to help me. I didn’t know what was happening to me, but I felt broken and alone. I now know that I was a child praying for God to take away my PTSD, and that is not possible. My heart breaks for that child.
You’re a pathetic excuse for a mother and human being. I’m truly shocked that I survived you and your abuse. I’m surprised that I didn’t ever try to kill myself to try and get away from you because you’re a vulture that prays on innocent people. The only important people in your life are people you think will give you something or will make you look good. That’s why you refused to ever cut ties with Sharon, you knew she was sexually abused as a child and you couldn’t POSSIBLY NOT be her friend because you need her to be your “friend,” or rather, your token sexually abused as a child friend. I genuinely hope that you get better and become a normal healthy person but I won’t ever be around to see it. I hope you feel even a fraction of the pain and abandonment that I have felt my entire life. Happy Mother’s Day, but today isn’t Mother’s Day for me, it’s Daughter’s Day. Moving far away from you one month ago has truly saved my life. Instead of trying to survive, I am enjoying my life. I would have died in that house. I get to finally celebrate being away from you and celebrate myself for staying strong and fighting when I could have easily given up. You once told me “you feel like I HATE you!” to guilt me into fawning over you and telling you how much I loved you, but now you get the opposite. I DO hate you and hate how you have permanently changed me and I wish to never see you again. Instead of praying for the “God forsaken, atheist, lost, evil, liar, miserable, spiteful, hateful, disgusting, mentally ill, “autistic” daughter, pray for yourself. Pray for God’s forgiveness for emotionally, medically, physically, sexually, and religiously abusing and neglecting me. You deserve to remain in your "clueless" state of "having NO IDEA what you did wrong to make her stop talking to me!" for the rest of your life.Happy Daughter’s Day.

The story is about a 30 year old teacher who dies protecting his students from a former student of his. He gets transported in a small village In another world. He takes some time to adapt and accept his current predicament. He becomes quite popular with the local children and teach them on his freetime. One day someone of influence who was passing by (could be important to the story like a minister, the director of a magic school, a noble or royalty) takes interest in his talents and as him to become a teacher in a prestigious academy to replace a homeroom teacher who went missing (there isn’t a lot of people willing or able to become teachers in this world).
He ends up going to the school and teaches (non Magic related stuff )While most of his students are noblility, from high ranked families or geniuses. There’s also very few commoners who managed to earn themselves a spot and are bullied. The very few commoners are the only one who at the start are nice to him since the others seem to hate him a lot due to him not having any social ranking, magic skills (despite being a teacher in a magic school) and also the fact that the previous teacher he is now replacing was a renowned teacher of great ranking.
We learn that despite having great academic results and getting into great schools, the Mc was a pretty terrible teacher not because of his abilities but the fact that he was very severe, cruel , harsh and always kept getting on his students bad side. He let a lot of them down. Even when some were getting bullied he never intervened which is why one of them committed suicide and the former student that attacked the school was her friend who blamed the school for her suicide. After the suicide of that student the teacher kept blaming himself and wanted to become a better teacher which was his main motivation for sacrificing his life for his students. So the story is about him trying to become a better teacher in this new world and help his students.
Bonus info about the story and world:
In this world there are monsters and dark creatures who threaten humanity (humanity in this world include every human-like races and not just Homo sapiens)
Monsters aren’t the only dangers since there are conflict between human and other races or even races on each other (including humans )
Each student in the class are their own person with their own personalities and complexities. So they aren’t to be treated as background characters or space fillers. The mcs interaction with his students, his relationship with them is a very important part of the story. So if you take this idea and use it please don’t forget to expend their characters.
Also the mc is not a pedophile he’s not gonna blush at teenagers. If a student does fall in love with him please make it one sided ( I have to make it clear cuz in some isekai Ives seen the Mc can be very questionable )
You guys are free to use that idea for yourselves and tweak it.

I’m a first year psychology student and I worry about my grades in Organic Chemistry which has 5 units. I’ve got 114 out of 203 (all total scores from quizzes and exams as well as the activities in our lab manual) in my prelims grade which is 15%, i don’t have an idea if i passed my midterm exam which is 25% and i think i only got 10 or maybe lower percent of it because the classes were held online so we didn’t had quiz for the midterms nor anything but only modular activities (lab manual) that I barely understood in our online discussions. Will I still have a chance to atleast achieve 3.00 if I pass the finals which is 25% as well?
Please help me, I’m still a baby in college and leave some advice in what I could do if y’all have study technique and college tips to profs that I can do as well.
Tip. My prof is compassionate and loves to do her job and do her job so good, however, my classmates are not. They’re very fast learners and when I ask in what I don’t get, they get annoyed and mad like for real. I don’t want to depend on her characteristics that makes her a good prof because I’m concerned in my possible grade.
So if you have advice other than asking for remedial exam (coz it should not be retaken twice in our department), please help me think for another way of communicating with professors for adjustments and extra points 😭

Looking to get rid of some of my shame, aiming for 80% retail cost on NoS stuff and 70% on Space Marine items. (This was before the recent price increase, keeping the prices the same as I had them.) You cover shipping. Can supply additional pics if needed.
https://imgur.com/a/pile-of-shame-7DWEe1b
Adding in a Sylvaneth army that I purchased years ago online, seller didn't package it at all, just relied on the magnets on the bases to hold them in place in their case. Some parts are broken off. Not looking to split it.
Would consider trades for Skaven.
Da Red Gobbo and Bounca - $30
Goff Rocker NiB - $45
Bayard's Revenge NiB - $55
Space Marines/Black Templar:
Built:
Helbrecht - $38.50
Emperor's Champion - $28
Apothecary - $28
Chaplain on Bike - $38.50
NoS:
Black Templar Marshal - $28
Black Templar Marshal -$28
Emperor's Champion - $32
Primaris Intercessors - $48
Primaris Crusader Squad - $48
Primaris Crusader Squad - $48
Sylvaneth Army: $350 for the lot, reduced from when I purchased for damaged bits.
Spirit of Durthu
Drycha Hamadreth
Arch-Revenant
Branchwych
Branchwraith (Converted)
3 Kurnoth Hunters (Oufitted for either Greatswords or Scythes)
10 Tree Revenants
30 Dryads
Nighthaunt
Chainrasp built: $36
Grimghast Reapers (4 only built): $15
Olynder built: $44
Glaivewraith Stalkers built: $14
Myrmourn Banshees built: $14
Myrmourn Banseehs built: $14
Spirit Hosts x 2 NiB: $26
Spirit Hosts NiB: $26
Spirit Host Built: $23
Dreadscythe Harridans built: $44

Please, help my family rebuild their home after a terrible fire.
Hello, my name is Ana Margarita and on the night of April 10 of this year my family's apartment in Caracas caught fire.
My mother, siblings and pets managed to get out safely from a window, but unfortunately they lost everything. They currently live with an aunt while we manage to repair the structural damage to the apartment and the material damage to the 3 nearby apartments.
We have received help from many friends, donations of clothing, food and furniture, but the expenses to be able to have a habitable and safe home are very high. My family has nowhere else to go and our work allows us to live just enough, we do not have enough income to cover expenses.
If you can and want to help, this is our PayPal account, or if you know any association or person willing to help us, please share this information: @graciasfliagonzalez or ayudemosalosgonzalez@gmail.com
We are really desperate and our circle of friends and acquaintances do not have the monetary resources to help us more. Any support is very important to us and we will always appreciate it.

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Dos Pesos - BU/minor obv damage or struck through https://imgur.com/kNBNUKL https://imgur.com/Rc1SLJp - $129
Graded https://imgur.com/a/cswq58h
1941 MS64 Rattler Dime - $43
1942 MS64 Rattler Dime - $42 - buy both rattlers for $80
1881 S Silver Dollar MS63 OGH - $65
1928 P Peace NGC MS63+ CAC - $999 Vid: https://imgur.com/a/RRbBeYY
Barbers Min $100 purchase
3 dimes - most ~G, some damaged, all with dates $2.55 each https://imgur.com/UGV0nhr
57 quarters - most ~g, some damaged, all with dates - $5.75 each https://imgur.com/3L7Hnq1
14 halves - most ~g- some damaged, all with dates - $12.50 each https://imgur.com/zQcvdFX
World silver has a $100 min purchase or the rest of a lot

No cherry picking

Silver spot is $31.52
50% world silver by the troy ounce (mostly 1968 cad, post 1920 UK, and other stuff) - @ 96% of spot - 125 185 troy ounce available Sample: https://imgur.com/xQ84qCV https://imgur.com/GSNFV7i
Priced Y (how many troy ounces you want) x 31.52 x .5 x .96
So 10ozt would be 10 x 31.52 x .5 x .96 = 151.29
50 Bermuda Crowns Available .3636 ASW - $11.46 (SPOT) each https://imgur.com/Y5913J2
Canada Dollars @ SPOT (18.91) each - 16 21 available https://imgur.com/DqXsCQQ
80% Canada Coins https://imgur.com/mMz3Fcs
1937 canada dollar (damaged) + 7 x (mostly BU) canada halves - SPOT https://imgur.com/a/RGnZ9PF
187 dimes available @ 2% below spot
53.75 face value in quarters available @ 2% below spot
$18.53 per face
Sterling lot 2 jamaica 1 canada for 98% of spot - 1.4453oz + 2 x 1.2336oz x 31.52 * .98 = $120.80 https://imgur.com/KvU03n9
Greece
17 x 1960 20 Drachma - @ 99% spot ($6.28 each)
French Sample: https://imgur.com/So2ZvKq
46 x 5 Francs - (1960s) - ASW: 0.3222oz - $10.15 each
25 x 1 Francs - @ spot $4.23 ea
128 x 1/2 Francs 0.0671oz ASW - @ Spot - $2.12

LOTS

Not taking extra pictures - not cherry picking - will entertain offers on multiple lots - offers for ask price will take priority
Belgian https://imgur.com/a/swn3lNl - $110
7 Crowns $180 https://imgur.com/a/gDWhCQ0
10 x Austria Corona -$45 https://imgur.com/a/Ct2Vqx7
48 x sterling threepence - $100 https://imgur.com/a/hVxOtYw - couple damaged
28 x sterling sixpence - $80 https://imgur.com/a/bUb0L8Y - couple damaged
20 sterling shillings - $115 - https://imgur.com/a/SGtMK8N couple damaged
Italy - spot ($65.24) https://imgur.com/a/MQtWNnQ
Liberia $200 https://imgur.com/a/6FuDCLF one damaged
Cuba $135 https://imgur.com/a/9qexiJe
Germany 13 x 1935/36 5 marks - $255 https://imgur.com/a/hp1nrOD
spain $67 as pictured https://imgur.com/a/Xj5asZC
India - $55 as pictured https://imgur.com/a/nb0sLli
Morgans
Set 1: https://imgur.com/a/3LVAmDA
1882 O BU - $49
1884 UNC PL Details - Cleaned - $40
1897 UNC Detail Obv Cleaned - $33
1890 MS - $52
Set 2: https://imgur.com/a/8Fp37yi
1904 o UNC - Dipped Still BU - Almost PL Rev - $48 Vid: https://imgur.com/0ra26W5
1904 o UNC - $50 Vid: https://imgur.com/yjzuUQ5
1921 D Morgan BU - $65
1923 Peace BU - Hair Vam - $33
1924 Peace BU - $33

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All prices are OBO. If you have any questions or offers or want more pictures feel free to message me.
$550 - Scar-H GBBR Cybergun/VFC. 4 magazines with upgraded, tight bore barrel and maple leaf hopup. Also including spare replacement oem parts for high wear internal components. No attachments.
$320 - HPA Scar-L. I believe it is an Elite Force frame with a Wolverine SMP HPA System. Can be programmed to shoot in burst, full auto and semi. has an upgraded Hopup houseing and barrel. Will include an extra selector plate replacement. No attachments.
$250 - M92 A1 Carbine GBBP Elite Force. FULL AUTO and semiauto Co2 Pistol. 1 standard magazine and 3 extended magazines. Also including a (modified) USMC holster and a Carbine conversion chassis. (something is up with the safety, unable to put it on safe. everything besides that works)
$200 - Platinum AR-47 CYMA Platinum AEG. Great solid aeg with quick change spring. Tried to get the comp removed but was unable. Just the gun and its magazine.
$175 - T3 plate carrier. Used in actual law enforcement operations. 2nd owner.

https://www.cdc.gov/media/releases/2024/s0508-Dog-Importation-Regulation.html
So in 2007, Dog rabies was eradicated in the United States. That is a great job. However starting on August 1st, a dog has to be 6-months of age to be brought in, along with a number of other requirements which I mostly agree with. There are 2 significant problems with this new regulation.
First most rescues from the Caribbean get the dogs off the island (after they are healthy and been vaccinated) as puppies in order to bring them as carry-on. Additionally most of these rescues do not have the resources to microchip a dog ( additionally there are US and European standards for microchips)
If you click on the high risk nation link on the CDC website, you will see Aruba, the Bahamas, Turks and Caicos are not listed as high risk. These are where many of our island dogs come from. I know there are a few more, but these are the ones I know and have worked with.
I urge everyone to share this post, and contact your representative in Congress and ask them to direct the CDC to limit these restrictions to high risk countries instead of a blanket order.
Only by talking to our representatives here in the US can we get this changed.

Intuition.

Knowing your own nature as a human, you can deduce the nature of others and the pattern behind their actions if it aligns with certain moral values/ethics. Or there lack thereof...
If a hedgefund or say, market maker, is looking to make serious returns. They would resort to creating a narrative to not be UNCERTAIN in their position.
The grift.

1. Open a short position on a publicly traded company.
2. Insert your parasites from say a sort of Consulting Group, Boston is a good place to look.
3. Have your parasites harvest the host company and make it hemorrhage from within.
4. Watch as the financials turn to ruin quarter over quarter and your short position grow larger and larger over time.
5. Never close out your short in say, Sears or Blockbuster, after using this very strategy to save money in taxes.
6. Use your short position that you never closed as collateral to continue the scheme rolling onto other companies. (SECURITIES NOT YET PURCHASED) lol
7. Hope to high heaven no activists investors get pissed off with the obvious grift and lack of enforcement since you buy off regulating bodies, or overshadow them.
8. Pay media and talking heads to push your narrative and grift gaslighting the populous and claiming conspiracy if anyone dares protest your seat at the helm.
9. Age like a gallon of Mayo in the hot sun due to stress and... Buy one more day until eventually...
10. Whoops 🦧

PF: https://imgur.com/a/UkCEvxD https://imgur.com/a/BrRK2Td
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I WILL NEVER ACCEPT CRYPTO. For many reasons. I also would warn users against using crypto to make purchases. If you ever are scammed, money sent through paypal, venmo, cashapp, zelle etc almost always ends up in a bank account that can be traced. There is some level of accountability. The same cannot be said for crypto (also physical cash, money order, for the sake of thoroughness). There is my two cents. Thanks for listening to my ted talk. Sale below:
Dos Pesos - BU/minor obv damage or struck through https://imgur.com/kNBNUKL https://imgur.com/Rc1SLJp - $129
Graded https://imgur.com/a/cswq58h
1941 MS64 Rattler Dime - $43
1942 MS64 Rattler Dime - $42 - buy both rattlers for $80
1881 S Silver Dollar MS63 OGH - $65
1928 P Peace NGC MS63+ CAC - $999 Vid: https://imgur.com/a/RRbBeYY
Barbers Min $100 purchase
3 dimes - most ~G, some damaged, all with dates $2.55 each https://imgur.com/UGV0nhr
57 quarters - most ~g, some damaged, all with dates - $5.75 each https://imgur.com/3L7Hnq1
14 halves - most ~g- some damaged, all with dates - $12.50 each https://imgur.com/zQcvdFX
World silver has a $100 min purchase or the rest of a lot

No cherry picking

Silver spot is $31.52
50% world silver by the troy ounce (mostly 1968 cad, post 1920 UK, and other stuff) - @ 96% of spot - 125 185 troy ounce available https://imgur.com/PFRKEfx https://imgur.com/PFRKEfx
Priced Y (how many troy ounces you want) x 31.52 x .5 x .97
So 10ozt would be 10 x 31.52 x .5 x .96 = 151.29
50 Bermuda Crowns Available .3636 ASW - $11.46 (SPOT) each https://imgur.com/Y5913J2
Canada Dollars @ SPOT (18.91) each - 16 21 available https://imgur.com/DqXsCQQ
80% Canada Coins https://imgur.com/mMz3Fcs
1937 canada dollar (damaged) + 7 x (mostly BU) canada halves - SPOT https://imgur.com/a/RGnZ9PF
187 dimes available @ 2% below spot
53.75 face value in quarters available @ 2% below spot
$18.53 per face
Sterling lot 2 jamaica 1 canada for 98% of spot - 1.4453oz + 2 x 1.2336oz x 31.52 * .98 = $120.80 https://imgur.com/KvU03n9
Greece
17 x 1960 20 Drachma - @ 99% spot ($6.28 each)
French Sample:
46 x 5 Francs - (1960s) - ASW: 0.3222oz - $10.15 each
25 x 1 Francs - @ spot $4.23 ea
128 x 1/2 Francs 0.0671oz ASW - @ Spot - $2.12

LOTS

Not taking extra pictures - not cherry picking - will entertain offers on multiple lots - offers for ask price will take priority
Belgian https://imgur.com/a/swn3lNl - $110
7 Crowns $180 https://imgur.com/a/gDWhCQ0
10 x Austria Corona -$45 https://imgur.com/a/Ct2Vqx7
48 x sterling threepence - $100 https://imgur.com/a/hVxOtYw - couple damaged
28 x sterling sixpence - $80 https://imgur.com/a/bUb0L8Y - couple damaged
20 sterling shillings - $115 - https://imgur.com/a/SGtMK8N couple damaged
Italy - spot ($65.24) https://imgur.com/a/MQtWNnQ
Liberia $200 https://imgur.com/a/6FuDCLF one damaged
Cuba $135 https://imgur.com/a/9qexiJe
Germany 13 x 1935/36 5 marks - $255 https://imgur.com/a/hp1nrOD
spain $67 as pictured https://imgur.com/a/Xj5asZC
India - $55 as pictured https://imgur.com/a/nb0sLli
Morgans
Set 1: https://imgur.com/a/3LVAmDA
1882 O BU - $49
1884 UNC PL Details - Cleaned - $40
1897 UNC Detail Obv Cleaned - $33
1890 MS - $52
Set 2: https://imgur.com/a/8Fp37yi
1904 o UNC - Dipped Still BU - Almost PL Rev - $48 Vid: https://imgur.com/0ra26W5
1904 o UNC - $50 Vid: https://imgur.com/yjzuUQ5
1921 D Morgan BU - $65
1923 Peace BU - Hair Vam - $33
1924 Peace BU - $33

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Descriptions of the zodiacs taken from Vogue
<LEE SUHYEOK> Scorpio: Intense but secretive The fiery, intense personality of a Scorpio can make any time spent together a wild, dizzying ride. But while they will go the extra mile to take care of your emotional needs, they remain notoriously secretive about their own—good luck cracking open the spine of this closed book.
<LEE CHEONGSAN> Capricorn: Goal-oriented but unforgiving Not everyone can conquer the world but if a Cap were to set out to do it, nothing would deter them until they had accomplished their goal. With a personality that is hardwired in practicality, they can often fail to appreciate nuance and are known to be unforgiving of others’ mistakes.
<CHOI NAMRA> Cancer: Passionate but uncommunicative Behind the brooding fortress that a Cancer has erected to protect themselves are abundant reserves of deep, undying love and loyalty. Pity that few will get to experience it because they aren’t the best at communicating what is in their hearts.
<NAM ONJO> Libra: Empathetic but indecisive If you are looking for someone to lend a comforting shoulder during times of distress and truly put themselves in your shoes, ring up the first Libra in your contacts. This empathetic side of theirs can sometimes get derailed by their inability to make up their mind, compounded by a fear of confrontations, which means that you never truly know which side they stand on.
<YOON GWINAM> Aries: Competitive but insecure There is nothing an Aries cannot achieve once they set their mind to it—no mountain is too high. However, you will also find them nursing a hidden imposter syndrome that can chip away at their confidence if allowed free rein.
<JANG HARI> Gemini: Versatile but impatient Throw a Gemini to the wolves, and they will come back leading the pack—the air element in this sign means that they can adapt easily to any situation. But their fuse runs short and once they run out of patience with someone, there is no wiggle room for second chances.
<YANG DAESU> Sagittarius: Spontaneous but flighty There is no storyteller quite like a Sagittarius—they can have the entire room hanging on their every word. But while they can show you grand dreams, it can sometimes be hard to pin them down and make them deliver on their promises.
<LEE NAYEON> Leo: Confident but dominating Born to be under the spotlight, there is nothing that this lion enjoys as much as being the cynosure of all eyes. However, this innate conviction that they are always in the right means that they can often run roughshod over others’ feelings and sentiments.
<OH JOONYEONG> Virgo: Perfectionist but self-critical Meticulous, organised and diligent, if the world were to end tomorrow, you would want a Virgo to lead the march into the new dawn. However, that pesky niggle of self-doubt in their head means that they are often harsher on themselves than anybody else can be.
<PARK MIJIN> Taurus: Loyal but stubborn Loyal to a fault, a Taurean is the most reliable person you can have in your corner when the chips are down. However, they have a stubborn streak a mile wide and can hold onto a grudge like no one else, so make sure you don’t cross them.
<PARK EUNHEE> Aquarius: Philosophical but detached A deep-thinker with a humanitarian streak, an Aquarian has grand plans to change the world. Shame that they left the party early though because their reclusive nature makes it hard for them to establish bonds with those around them.
<MIN EUNJI> Pisces: Whimsical but over-sensitive If you are looking to escape the mundane everyday grind, a Pisces’s imaginative mind can whisk you away into a realm of fantasy. Their kind, nurturing personality can prove to be a double-edged sword though, because their overtly sensitive heart is easily wounded, further compounded by a tendency to play the victim.

I worked for two years as an analyst on the equity syndicate desk of a mid-market investment bank in Europe. I eventually quit due to severe burnout. The lack of structure at my employer meant I had to create much of the content from scratch and teach myself along the way. Unlike other branches of IB or even high finance, syndication is an the niche of all niches. You can't really find any books on the topic. They all just touch on a high level stating that these desks run the marketing and execution of IPOs and follow ons. My previous employer did not have a senior syndicate that would assume responsibility and I would follow so that I do not have to re-invent the wheel. I was somehow doing the work of a VP at the the discounted pay and recognition of efforts of an analyst.
Starting from the very basics, I learned to differentiate between long-only clients and hedge funds. I performed cross-shareholder analysis manually since Bloomberg didn't allow exports, and I didn't have access to FactSet or Eikon. I taught myself to use Dealogic (Cortex and Dealaxis) and conduct market sounding exercises while abiding to compliance and regulations (seriously not easy).
The team frequently shifted burdensome tasks onto my desk. RFPs were particularly challenging, requiring me to prepare lists of the top 50 investors. Unlike more organized firms with up-to-date client lists, Salesforce at my workplace was chaotic, and the sales team was uncooperative. I had to identify institutions, our contacts, and the rationale for selections independently, which was incredibly taxing. Estimating ticket sizes was equally random, lacking historical deal books for reference.
I accepted this job because, as a foreigner, it was my only option after moving to Europe as a student. My finance program was highly theoretical and unrelated to most job market demands, but it allowed me to leave my dysfunctional home country.
Over the last 8 months, I have applied to over 240 jobs, securing around 27 interviews and making it to the final round six times, but I have yet to receive an offer. I have applied to a broad range of positions within M&A, RX, LevFin, DCM, ECM, credit rating, equity research, and roles in Big 4/Big 10 valuation and TAS. The feedback has been frustratingly vague, often citing my lack of local language proficiency or the wrong background, even for entry-level positions where my ECM skills should be highly transferable.
I've experienced numerous setbacks: interviewers not showing up, HR scheduling calls and then ghosting me, and grueling tests like a four-hour, three-statement modeling test with a detailed debt schedule that I couldn't complete. Despite my efforts, I received an automatic rejection without meaningful feedback.
Those I interviewed with either have no clue what syndication is or they simply do not care and are not willing to help. Networking never really worked for me. People see that my situation is difficult or my skin tone is too dark and they avoid me or fake their sympathy although they really could help.
I am now running out of money and may have to return home, which is not a viable option as I left due to serious personal reasons. What can I do to avoid having to abandon my efforts?
Note: ECM is an add-on business where lendingbanks capitalize on their relationship with corporate borrowers. That's why it only makes sense to do ECM at a bulge or a universal bank. Mid-market is bullshit somehow (at least in Europe) since you'd rarely get invited to any proper transactions (co-lead or joint book runner at best). You will be pitching the whole time with a very low success rate. Only do syndication if you have an equity sales background.
ECM does not really have any decent exits aside from IR. And I'm not talking PE prestige here. M&A and LevFin do in fact provide the best exits in terms of alternatives and number of potential employers whether on the buy or sell sides. Any 2 guys can have an M&A shop but ECM requires some serious resources. You could do equity advisory but you have to be a Megastar MD like John St. John (STJ Advisory).

Hi Everyone, here is the combined post for the parts sold by myself and my friend. Please see below for any parts that may interest you, thank you for your time.
Brand new:

Item	Price	Picture
Gunsmith Bros WildCat Tracker slide, silver and two-tone	200/each	https://imgur.com/a/gBJsIdM
Gunsmith Bros Limcat style mid-frame for Hi capa 5.1 (Rare and can pair with wildcat slide), Silver	330	https://imgur.com/a/xtzLYER
Gunsmith Bros Infinity Style Aluminum Grips, matte silver, with logo hollow out or without logo	490 /each	https://imgur.com/a/qT6YMcv
PDP custom/Gunsmith Bros, Type 192, two tone 5.1 hi capa slide	180	https://imgur.com/a/iqKw5Yz
Edge standard nozzle, reinforced for CO2 and HPA for Hi capa	22	https://imgur.com/aW15AEx
Edge blowback housing for hi capa, silver and black	65/each	https://imgur.com/YY6Aebe , https://imgur.com/o2mLMx4 , https://imgur.com/OgPmnZ8
Boomber airsoft, Battle Style Aluminum Slide, Silver	140	https://imgur.com/a/1klO7lI
Airsoft masterpiece steel grip safety, S-style, polished silver	100	https://imgur.com/mtWF2Hb, https://imgur.com/gallery/O5nwLCu
Gunsmith Bros, Aluminum thumb safety with shield, rare and special edition, polished silver	75	https://imgur.com/gallery/O5nwLCu
AIP extended mag release, red and gold	40 each	https://imgur.com/kuT70VY
AIP 120 % recoil and hammer spring set	18	https://imgur.com/kuT70VY
AIP CNC steel hammer (pit viper style)	45	https://imgur.com/kuT70VY
Mafio airsoft, Stainless steel SUS 343 hi capa advance mid frame for TM hi capa	length 5.1 ($480) (negotiable)	https://imgur.com/DKAGQNx https://imgur.com/B4NPAVAhttps://imgur.com/QPi3n3t https://imgur.com/zhKrOpW
Tokyo Marui 5.1 Hi-Capa magazine (without package, but brand new), black,	55	https://imgur.com/a/M318HkJ
Nine Ball Wide Use Air Seal Chamber Bucking, Soft and Hard	25 each	https://imgur.com/TzPSzPh
CowCow RM-1 guide rod set-Rainbow	50	https://imgur.com/lcUaZii
Nine-ball Rainbow custom grip screw set	15	https://imgur.com/lcUaZii
Dynamic Precision, competition recoil spring for Hi capa, Speed master,	15/pack of two	https://imgur.com/M63qpId
Nova titanium hi capa trigger ring	30	https://imgur.com/j7Zyb8W
JLP Precision Steel Rear sight place (For marui hi capa 5.1)	30	https://imgur.com/3LZq5VP
AIP steel slide stop, polished silver	55	https://imgur.com/kuT70VY
High quality Custom Cut grip tape for Tokyo Marui type grip	8	https://imgur.com/i1qEphc

Used:

Items	Price	Picture
Custom Limcat Hi capa 5.1, HPA ready (PM for part list)	850	https://imgur.com/a/Ork2vP1
Ace1arm, M&P standard slide, for WE M&P, Tan	150	https://imgur.com/vve1bzM
Dynamic precision competition disconnector, good condition	10	https://imgur.com/Ut6dhg1 , https://imgur.com/aNtMixG
Boss components adjustable Thumb rest	40	https://imgur.com/xpwZf4d
Airsoft depot M12 sidewinder speed bb loader with hi cap adapter	45	https://imgur.com/2VbW0Qt
G&G BB loader	10	https://imgur.com/LBaa9Bz

Prefer to meet in person at Fairview Mall or Don Mills station. No trade. Cash is preferred but e-transfer is also acceptable. *Please comment on this post and PM for more information. ***Any Shipping will be on buyers**

Blurb:
What if you could go back in time …
… and kick a few Baby Boomer butts?
When they came to forks in the road, Boomers often took the wrong one.
In Mission: Butterfly, three “Post-Tippers” – a generation raised after the calamitous climate tipping point of 2025 – go back to the mid-20^th century to set a few key people straight. But multi-national cartels, not quite finished ruining the planet, try to stop them.
As we learned in Stephen King’s 11/22/63, you can’t muscle history. The Mission: Butterfly team uses finesse instead. They nudge their targets to make different choices, creating ripples in time that profoundly change history. What if the Vietnam War didn’t happen? If J. Edgar Hoover’s racist snooping had been exposed earlier? If Native Americans’ occupation of Alcatraz had succeeded in winning reparations for indigenous people?
Like Jake Tapper’s “Charlie and Margaret Marder" mystery series, debut author Steve Krizman peppers this sprawling tale with believe-it-or-not history nuggets and surprising celebrity cameos. He exposes the political, economic, and religious roots of human-caused climate change.
TV series like The Man in the High Castle and For All Mankind, imagine “what could have been.” Mission: Butterfly aims higher: By revealing the far-reaching consequences of each individual’s actions and decisions, it causes us to wonder “what can be.”
Request:
After months of working and reworking -- with the help of friends and family -- I need fresh eyes. I ask my Beta Readers to:

• Flag the good, the bad, the boring
• Tell me whether the characters are relatable
• Rate the story on a surprising/predictable scale
• Note places that drag

I'm not in a great hurry, but would like to have feedback within four weeks. If you just can't get through it all, tell me where you stopped and why.
I am willing to swap manuscripts.

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Spying on a college student wasn’t exactly riveting, mostly because it was so easy! Connecting to Tav’s computer had been a breeze, and taking over the microphone on her phone wasn’t exactly hard either. Blanco had a good look at the girl’s files, checking her old writings with little to no interest, and then reading through the notes she was taking on a ‘Translation effort’ with legitimate curiosity.

The creature was sitting in the air, slowly sliding from one side of his room to the other, lit only by the lights of the many screens on its walls… all while the grin on his face was only growing wider and wider with each new discovery. So a language, hmm? Wasn’t that the thing that G and Eighty Two had been rambling about for years now? Ohhh, he couldn’t wait to tell them… or, at least, tell G about it.

He had been paid quite the hefty sum to not tell 82 a thing of what they discovered, at least for now… the fight between those two had always struck Blanco as arbitrary and stupid, but alas! It wasn’t his business, really! In fact, that fight had brought much more business to him than anything!

The phone suddenly rings. Speak of the devil! A quick check on the caller ID showed Eighty Two’s private line.

With a broken glass grin covering his otherwise smooth face, Blanco took the phone.

“Bianccio Pizzería! Thickest pizza around! How can I help you?~” Oh how he relished pissing people off.

“Shut up.” A cold, feminine voice came from the other side. Eighty Two always sounded so annoyed… “I need a service. Payment will be in advance, as per our usual accord.”

“Ohhh straight to the point huh? I like it!”

“There’s a new user in Dejima 08. Perform the usual Safety Scan. They claim to have been invited by user ‘Canned Tea’, but we know he has lied about it before.”

“Ok, let me check!” Just to cover, Blanco tapped gibberish on his keyboard while softly going ‘beep boop’ as he worked. “... Alright! Got it!”

“That was fast.”

“Tav. Real name Santino Belnades. A Bastard Mage living in Saüle, Wohl.”

“Is he dangerous?”

“Actually she goes by she now!”

“Is she dangerous?” Mustafá grumbled, more annoyed than usual.

“Nah. Just a college student like many others. She’ll give up or die in a month tops.”

“...” Mustafá remained silent for a moment, ruminating. “So Canned Tea is just covering another random bastard…”

“Ahem. My pay?”

“Why is this kid like this? Can’t he realize that he’s getting them into far more trouble than it’s worth?”

“I thought you said nothing ever happens in that forum of yours. Isn’t that your main complaint?”

“That doesn’t mean nothing ‘can’ happen at any moment. If the Brotherhood finds out about this forum, they could seize all of us for questioning.” The alchemist let out a deep sigh.

“Yeah, real tragic. Pay me.”

“I wonder how this one got turned. Probably some mage’s irresponsible usage of spells…? No, Wohl has such a low magical population, and such a high conscription by the Brotherhood…”

Blanco let out the deepest of sighs, rubbing his smooth face with a hand while spinning slowly on his non-existent chair. This was exactly why he prefered working with G, that and the lack of emotions that witch had…

And people called him inhuman! Hah!

“Keep an eye on her. I will pay you right now.”

There was a loud ‘KA-CHING!’ sound coming from one of the computers in the room. Blanco sighed in relief.

“Thank you for your patronage! I will keep you updated.”

“Good.”

With that, the alchemist hung up. Blanco growled again. No one said ‘Good Bye’ these days now, did they!? Rude pricks. And bad news kept coming up! This ‘Canny’ guy was now telling her that he’ll teach her the glyph for digital security?

“Guess baby time is over.”

He’d have to work a little harder to stay hidden if Tav decided to install that on all of her devices. At least it would keep him entertained! Blanco decided to focus on preparing for when things would get more intense.

After all, he had some time. The kid was going to the library, right? There was only one book she wanted from there, and Blanco had read it several times over already.

Gato’s old scratchbook held no new knowledge for the vampire to be interested.


There is no such thing as an entire section dedicated to recipe books in Saüle University’s Library, but I manage to find that stuff in the ‘miscellany’ section. That’s where all the hobby and self-help material ends up, and even if it took me a moment to come to the conclusion, that’s where I went too.

It takes me even longer to look through every single tome I could in that section, but finally, after all my hard work… I think I have found it.

Canny was right, this is a cheap notebook. Soft covers, spiral-bound, both sides stamped with wizard hats, frogs, potion phials and many other pieces of typically ‘witchy’ imagery. Looking through the pages, it is just a bunch of cake and kuchen recipes, nothing to write home about. It is old, the pages are all yellowish and fragile, and there are stains everywhere.

Then, when I am sure no one is watching… I whispered the words.

“Jantar mantar…?”

It is instantaneous, as soon as I say the password the pages begin to change, words disappearas the ink that wrote them starts gathering in a single, dark blotch, and then begins rearranging again…

Something compels me to close the book, feeling a little embarrassed. For some reason I equated it to catching someone changing up clothes, how outrageous!

Finally, after waiting for a moment, I open it again.

The Bastard’s Guide to Magic
By Gato

Okay, that was certainly a title.

Now that I have it in my hands, I quickly close it again and add it to a pile of books I have picked up. Stuff on ancient symbology and old civilizations. With my loot in my arms, I quickly go over to the main desk and get it all sorted.

The second floor librarian smiles at me for a moment before scanning all the barcodes, giving me a week to return all the books, and then offering me a bag to carry them. I shake my head, setting it all in my backpack.

… Wow, it’s been a while since I've taken this old backpack out to Uni, huh?

“Feeling nostalgic?”

“For the times you were an actually useful member of society?”

Maybe a little bit, to be honest. I still remember when I used to come here with Patricio looking for academic books and I escaped the duties to look for something interesting to read…

“Back when you actually read as a hobby.”

Shut up, I’ve been reading more these days, I am returning to it.

Walking out of the Library, I once again avoid the gaze of any acquaintances and run straight for the streets to take another taxi back home. There aren’t that many people around today anyways, probably because of Winter Vacation.

Maybe I should send Patricio a message…

“Oh yeah? And what will you tell him? That you’re ditching formal studies for a fantasy? That magic is real and shit?”

I… thought of saying hi. That’s what friends do, right?

“When was the last time you spoke to a friend? Pepe? Vito? What about Venus?”

I flinch for a moment.

“We can fix that right now! Let’s go chat with Patricio when we get home!”

I… don’t think I will, no. The mere idea of getting in contact with him makes me a little sick from the nerves, especially considering I don’t really have an answer for what he told me before. I remain as undecided on the whole ‘career’ deal as I was that day.

With a hand I call for a passing taxi, and I have the luck of being acknowledged. You never know with the Taxists these days, it is very well known that they dislike the college students in this city.

Maybe he is hurting for money.

I sit down, tell the man where I need to go, and stop thinking about things for a moment as the car moves… only to feel my phone vibrating.

It vibrates more than once.

That means someone’s calling me.

I start sweating almost immediately, as I carefully pull the thing out. Two possibilities, it js either spam, or it is my parents.

It is my parents.

“Calm down.”

“How do you think they would feel if they knew how fucking distressed their presence make you? Do you think they would ask ‘whatever did we do wrong?’ or something like that?”

“Don’t listen. Just… remember that they’ve never meant anything bad, ok? They will accept you, regardless of your results in college.”

I gulp… and with a deep breath, I put on the mask. All trembling stops, just like that night at the planetarium… although it really pains me to compare mom and dad to the cloaks. With another deep breath, I pick up.

“Mom?”

“Ohhhhh hi there Santi! How are you today? I hope I didn’t catch you too busy!” Mom was as vital and energetic as ever. Despite her old age, she really always acts like a far younger woman. That’s admirable, at least to me.

“She will die eventually, too.”

Saints above, shut up.

“I’m fine mom! I was just returning from the library. We started vacation this week, so I was picking some stuff to read on my own.” Not technically a lie. “How are things over there in Sumpf?”

“Ohhh you know, there’s never much to tell around here. Your dad and Vito always at each other’s throats… I really hope they'll get along a bit better with time.”

“They wont. If anything, it will get worse.”

Vito will grow wiser and dad will grow older, I am sure things will get better.

“Hah, I guess some things never change… what about you? Feeling fine?”

“Oh you know me, I am fine! For now.” She laughed loudly. “And you, Santi? How do you feel?”

“Uh…”

Damn it. I hesitated. I need to give that a reason NOW.

“... Well I had a bit of a toothache before, but beyond that, all’s…” I sigh. “Okay, maybe not so good. Mom, I think I flunked my exams this time…”

“Oh my dear…” She sighed, before going back to her positive self. “Don’t torture yourself over it now. Wait for the actual grade to be announced, then torture yourself!”

“Moom!”

“I am just kidding sweetie.” She chuckled a bit. “It is fine, we all fail sometimes… really, it’s not the end of the world, I swear.”

“She’s trying to soften the blow from the fact that you’re a fucking failure.”

I shudder.

“You are doing your best, that’s all that matters.”

“Are you?”

“We are proud of you, Santi. Never forget that.” She said, probably smiling.

“They were proud. Now? They are just enduring you.”

My lips tremble, a sharp breath escapes me. No, please. I can’t cry in a damn taxi…

“...Mom.”

“Yes, dear?”

“... What if this career isn’t what I am meant to do?”

“We are not ‘meant’ to do things. The Saints put us here to try and improve ourselves, but there’s no one dictated path, dear.”

Sometimes I forget that mom is quite religious, it makes me smile a little bit.

“I know, I know. But that’s not what I meant…” I hesitate again, breathing in and out, trying to keep the panic attack at bay. “... Mom… what if this is not the career I am built for?”

“Well… you can always change, dear! It is no problem, don’t worry about the money. We can afford it, especially with your scholarship!”

I certainly lost that one with my disastrous performance here, but I don’t have the guts to tell Mom that.

“As if she didn’t know already. She’s not stupid.”

“... Thank you mom.”

“Any time, dear. If there’s ANYTHING at all that you feel like telling me, remember that I am always on your side, okay?”

“Yes mom.”

“Yeah yeah, ‘yes mom’, that means ‘shut up already, old lady’, right?” She giggled.

“Mooom!”

“Alright, alright… I hope you can come back soon, okay? We miss you.”

“I miss you too.”

“She doesn’t believe you. None of them do. They think you’re cold, distant and a failure on top of all that.”

“I love you mom.”

“Love you too, Santi.”

Click.

The taxi is not moving, it hasn’t been for a while now. The old man behind the steering wheel looks at me with concern.

“We’re here… kid. If something is wrong, you gotta tell your mom. Trust me… there are many things I wish I told mine before she passed.”

“You don’t know us. You have no idea about us. Stop talking so familiarly to us and go away.”

I flinch, pushing down that response and just sighing.

“I know… thank you.”

After paying the man, I walk out of the taxi and let it go, standing in front of my apartment complex for a moment.

I really don’t want to cry today.

But I already feel some tears going down my face.

Why am I like this?

I (f 30) am the youngest of two. My older sister (f 36) lives in the same state but a few hours away. She never came home after college because she was in a relationship. When we were younger she was a total mother's girlie girl and I was a daddy's girl. With that dynamic you can conclude that me and mom (f 55) weren't very close back then. When my sister went to college and it was just me and mom, we clashed all the time. I couldn't wait to go to college and be free. Unlike my sister, when i graduated from college I went back home and lived with my mom. While in school she found out she had cancer and I realized how important she was to me, during the summer I would take care of her. I became super protective because my dad (m 60) had died the second part of my freshman year. I guess realizing you only get one dad and mom did something to me and our relationship changed. Strangely, while in college I transformed into a girlie girl with all female roommates that treated me like a toy by dressing me up and taking me to parties. So, when I came home I started working right away. Had some messy relationships and crappy jobs, but my mom always supported me. From what I seen my mom and sister were still close, even with the distance. When Shawn would come home her and mom hung out, sometimes she would stay with us, sometimes not but they talked often. Note, I don't know if it was the age difference or what but me and my sister never got along. Somewhere in my 20's I realized that we were never going to be "those sisters" and called it for what it was. We are blood, but not friends, and I know if we weren't related we would never befriends on purpose. Don't get me wrong, I love her and if Shawn was hurt or in trouble I would help her but for now, for my mom's sake I talk to her on major holiday's and important family matters, but not to just catch up or anything. I honestly don't care. Sadly, if other family member didn't ask "how is your sister", I could probably go years without thinking about her. Anyways, it started off slow, like Shawn would come to town not stay with us, then she would come to town and not reach out until she was leaving, and then we wouldn't know she was in town at all unless she called my grandmother or posted something on social media in a familiar place. It was weird because they would always link up. Shawn loves mom's cooking and would come home just for that. Mom would go visit her and go to work events with Shawn, at the last one mom said they got into an argument because she was tired from driving 5 hours, going to the event without a nap and being on her feet all night. After the event mom just wanted to go back to Shawn's apartment and rest, but there was an after party she wanted to go to. Not wanted to go to the after party mom just wanted her to walk her back to the apartment and then Shawn could go. Shawn wanted mom to go with her and said they wouldn't be there long, but mom was tired. She was trying to convince her that she would only stay for 30 minutes, but we both know when Shawn is in a room she will talk to everyone and 30 minutes could turn into 3 hours real quick. When mom put her foot down and asked her to take her home Shawn got upset and started yelling "this is mom's side of the story", you never want to do anything, ugh, why can't you just have fun, ugh..... She said Shawn was just yelling her on the corner of the street while people were walking. Shawn stays in town where a lot of people walk and everything is close by. Then she agreed to walk mom back but walked super fast and mom couldn't keep up. She is shorter than me and my sister. When they got back, she let mom in, changed her shoes and went back out. When mom came home and told me what happened I was so confused. It isn't like them to argue. I guess you can say this was the beginning of the end. Shawn stopped calling her as often, went out of the country and said nothing about it until the day of. There were just a lot of things she was doing without communicating with mom, it came to a head when our phone plan bill went up 100's of dollars. See, the bill is in Shawn's name but mom pays the bill, well she use to until Shawn got an iPhone and added the cost of the phone to the bill. Mom and I have Samsung's. She did this without telling mom and because the bill was automated it took mom while to notice. When she did, she told Shawn to start paying the bill for the portion of the phone itself. She agreed but wouldn't pay it on times, there were times that my phone was off but didn't notice because I was always near wifi. Somewhere in the middle of this she got another iPhone and the bill went again. Shawn didn't know that just because she got another phone didn't mean she wouldn't have to pay off the other one. They went back and forth on the phone one day arguing, Shawn claiming she paid and mom asking her to go through the payment history and tell her where...... the arguing ended when she started yelling at mom, saying "you're triggering me, you're triggering me" my mom just stared into the phone in disbelief... We're black and raised in a very much black household so for those who know, know those are words that we just don't say..... Well that was last week and this past weekend was mothers day and Shawn didn't call mom.... We have a family group chat of about 23 people and she said it there but not directly to mom or sent a card or anything.... I asked her the Thursday before if she would be sending mom something on mother's because we usually work together to get her something or she send me money and I get her something and Shawn will send a card. But nothing. She didn't even call our grandmother.... I went to my boyfriends house after then mother's day dinner at my grandmother's house, where I stay most weekends and while there she called me. Mom calls when she says things are too much to text. bet she went home and found a package with a 15 pound weight in it and a note saying "I hope your mother's day brought you some joy",.... Um what??? I want someone to tell me why she picked this as a mother's day gift.... and just one ... one 15 pound weight, not a set. Mom works out but already has a set for 5,10,15, and 20 pounds weight that I know Shawn knows she has. Mom was really sad and she isn't the super emotional one of us 3, the emotional one is me. If there is one thing I hate is my mom feeling bad, but then for it to be caused by her own child was different. Shawn NEVER answers the phone like NEVER, I had to tell her our dad passed away via text after calling almost 100 times. Mom sounded like she wanted to cry and just kept asking me " Brit, what did I do wrong, I don't know what I did wrong". Dang, that broke me. Now I'm the bigger of the two of us, and my sister knows me well enough that she don't want these problems so instead for even calling I sent a long text, basically saying I was disappointed to call her my sister and she should be ashamed of how she is treating our mother because when she got fired and unemployment wasn't paying enough to cover her bill's mom paid. Shawn never paid her back. Over all she is one of the most selfish people I know. I just asked her how hard is it to say happy mother's day or send a card. I didn't expect a response, but she did, in only 15 minutes. She said " I appreciate your concern and believe me, this runs much deeper than a phone bill. I don't have the same relationship with mom as you. You only know what you experienced and what happened to you. So, I'm not going to try and explain the various dynamics between mom and I that led to where we are now. It maybe hard for you to understand today. Pls don't blame it all on me. I love you. " I don't even know what that means. I responded something like other than physical, emotional, or mental harm i don't know what could have happened so bad that she couldn't call and say happy mothers day though. I can't imagine my mom doing any of those things. but again she gave some therapy like response and asked me to give her time to heal.... Mom has no clue what various dynamics she is talking about. I'm asking for advice because I feel like she is going down the same path she did with our dad. After our parents marriage ended and we were living with dad, mom still came over 3 times a week and cooked, had us on weekends. It was like she never left the only difference was she didn't sleep at home. When the arrangement changed, dad came 2 weekends in a row. then every other weekend, then once a month, then we were lucky if we saw him at all. It broke my heart in high school when a boy in my class told me to tell my dad that he would be late for practice. I was confused and bugged him all day to explain what he meant. I found out that my dad was coaching baseball across the street from our subdivision about 3 times a week with games on the weekend. So, he could see random boys at my school almost everyday for at least 3 hours and couldn't come over before or after to see his own kids? I actual walked over to the park one day because I refused to believe it, but there he was. We never talked about it. I just started walking there and sitting in the dugout to be near him and he would drive me the 2 minutes back home. All of the players lived in our neighborhood and dad had a flat bed so he would drop them off too. When Shawn graduated high school she never talked to our dad again after that day. She never told me why. He also developed cancer while I was in college and was very sick, when he got better he tried to get back in our lives and I let him in mine, called him on holidays but he did some messed up stuff to me my first year of college so I pushed back a little between that dad would call me and tell me to call my sister on 3 way, if she answered she was forced to talk to him. She wouldn't say much and would always say she was busy or had to do something to do and promise she would call him back and never would. So, now .... as part of my trying to figure out what my mom did, I reminded her how she cried when she found out our dad passed and she just kept saying she thought she had more time and who would walk her down the ail when she gets married and never got a chance to fix things. I would hate for that to happen with our mom too. I know because of our relationship once mom passes away we will most likely not talk or see each other ever again. So, I asking what did my mom do to her? What can I do to help fix this or should I even try? Anyone have any suggestions or ideas, also sorry for the typos or misspelled words or if its hard to follow, but I ask for anyone's input if they have experience this type of situation? Side note, idk if this helps but when Shawn came to town the last few times she stayed with our Aunt Carla. She has baby of the family syndrome, where she thinks she had hard but was actually spoiled rotten and believes all her sisters and brother and their wives are jealous of her. It's total BS but once when mom and I weren't getting along and I stayed with her, she told me some crazy stories about mom sleeping around, getting drunk, trying to fight her and someone else and some other stuff. This was when I was in college and I believed what she said mom and I continued to be on the outs for awhile before I found out about her cancer and became her protector and caregiver for a while. I don't believe those stories so much now be her and mom had issues before, Carla has actually had issues with all her siblings at one point and finds the need to the the main character of her own story and everyone else's. Simply she's a "One Upper". Aunt Carla getting in Shawn's ear is one idea I believe, also Shawn's friend have ummmmm "other people problems" like mellow dramatic soap opera drama and she maybe internalizing their issues. But yeah help, where do I go from here?

There have been a lot of posts recently from aspiring SBs asking about what works - what styles, dress, words, looks, etc. appeal to SDs.
Inevitably, responses are all over the place because we'll, not all guys are cut from the same mold. Different strokes for different folks.
I'll take it a step further. I've had two long-term SBs, and they couldn't have been more different.
First girl: If you can imagine a Florida-based Cirque de Soliel performer, that's her. Super sexy, and aware of her assets. Half the time, you couldn't tell if she actually wearing a really tight dress or just spray paint. She was all for PDA with a capital P and got off making other guys jealous of me. It was mostly fun, but on one or two occasions we did get evicted for bad behavior. 😳 She was also the sweetest person, and runs a not-for-profit animal shelter in her spare time.
Second girl: This girl is on the other end of typical of showing off. I dated her for four months before I saw her in a dress (meaning, pants 🙄). One time, she brushed a food smudge off my cheek. That was the one and only time she initiated any kind of physical touch in public. In private physicality ratchets up, but that's for us and not for the wiser world.
Both these girls were uber smart and independent (common denominators), but had their very own and very distinct styles.
For any of the aspiring SBs out there, just be yourself ... The best relationships - whether sugar or vanilla - are the ones that are genuine. Also, the best ego trip is when I guy wants to financially support you for no other reason that you being you.. You don't get that high when you shift your behavior or style to fit somebody else.

I have been broken up with my ex for about 3 years. We started dating in high school and were together for about 3 years before he broke up with me. He was my first love, first everything and so I took the breakup pretty hard. We still would hook up during that summer that we were broken up (honestly in hopes that we would get back together) until about November. During my breakup I started hanging out with my old high school friend group and started getting close with one of the guys in the group that I’ve known since forever. I never knew he had any feelings for me but once he realized I was single things progressed pretty fast and I felt like I was in falling in love with him. At the end of December we became official and I was very happy. This relationship was very different from my first - I went from being the chaser to being chased and it felt good to be with someone who felt so strongly for me. Once my ex found out I was seeing someone else, he completely changed tune and decided he wanted to get back together. As hard as it was for me I told him it was too late and that was that. He moved away for about a year and I stayed back home. Although he eventually did return, I never ran into him or saw him for the entire three years that I was dating my current bf. Fast forward to a couple months ago, I was out with some girl friends when he comes up to my group to say hi. I felt my heart drop to my stomach, i was in shock, spiraling, feeling guilty, a ton of emotions. He was very friendly and just wanted to catch up but I felt like I was so caught off guard at the moment that I I didn’t really have much to say. It ended like that and I didn’t see him again until last night. My friend was graduating and she invited him to her party. I knew he was coming so I mentally prepared myself for seeing him. I also brought my bf with me so I felt a little more safe. Once we got there we said the awkward two second hello and I went to be with my friends and he was with his. There was even a moment that my bf and my ex were talking to eachother for about an hour. A seemingly friendly conversation where according to my bf they were telling eachother that they don’t have any bad feelings for one another, that it should be normal seeing eachother, that my current bf never tried anything while I was with my ex for all those years (Which is true). I on the other hand felt very anxious the whole night, felt like I was looking over to him the whole time, just felt a ball in my stomach and I don’t really know why. I really couldn’t sleep and dreamt about my bf and my ex last night. I woke up this morning feeling anxious too about these emotions I’m feeling. Which I can’t really describe. I love my bf so much. He’s been an amazing partner to me. And after being with him, I realize now that my ex was right - as much as we loved eachother, we weren’t compatible. Or maybe we were too young to be in such a serious relationship. Either way, we didn’t work. And when you are with someone where everything is easy, you can tell the difference. But obviously every relationship is different and things I have in this one, I didn’t have in the previous and vice versa. sometimes I find myself comparing certain things but I also feel that’s natural when you’ve had two big loves in your life. I guess what I want to ask is if it is normal to have these feelings after being broken up with for so long and being with someone else for so long. I try to get advice from my friends, but no one has ever really been in the situation I’ve been. Some say it’s completely normal and some say its not - that there is a deeper meaning to it. Hoping someone out there has experienced this and can help :(

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We were friends since the age of 15, I still remember how we met and we ended up becoming best friends. We used to hangout all the time growing up, we would party, get high, get drunk, we were roommates too. Around 2013 when I moved, got a good job, we made plans to move to a different state, save up a good amount of money. A year later you ended up finding love and tossed all the plans aside which I of course was bitter about. I got over it though and ended up meeting the love of my life the beginning 2015. Funny thing was it was your woman's best friend.
From all the things that have happened, 2020 started and you changed, it wasn't too bad but what got me is that you would tell your Coworkers about all my faults, about how I was dark and depressing. Which okay, I had my issues I was going through a tough time battling alcoholism, substance abuse yet my love still stuck around to help me through all that. You continued to remain embarrassed of me and refused to introduce me to your "friends" you know, the coworkers who put you down for the things you enjoy, the ones who will not give you the time of day outside of work yet you still praised them more than me and would put me down.
You would always place the blame on me for when we would drink together, finishing two bottles and you'd still get more and say it was my fault when bad shit would go down. Too much of a coward to admit we enabled each other. I honestly feel like you enabled me to continue drinking to hold myself back and you knew how bad I was getting. I knew I wanted out but i still stuck around and you'd feel good about me being the lower friend. Come the end of 2023 I ended up moving to start a life 3 cities away with my wife, I went sober and started hitting the gym, my health was improving, both mental and physical. 2024 starts and I was out of a job for about a month.
THIS IS WHERE IT ALL HAPPENS
My wife started a job at a great place, making good money, good benefits and started making friends back in August 2023, I still continued talking to you but you started becoming indifferent to the changes in my life. You didn't get how I stayed consistent with the gym, you didn't get how I watched my diet, you would pick all that up and get discouraged a week later because changes wouldn't happen or you're just too stubborn to understand discipline and you remain a fat shit always wondering why you're the way you are. I never brought any of that up though, I did my best to support you making better changes for your health.
Seeing how my wife life has improved from where she works I wanted in too. So I kept going to her workplace, talking to them, I even started making friends with her friends and guess what? They like me for me, they respect me and support my way of life. Around 4 days before we decided to hangout with those friends you decided to end the friendship with me, you broke my fucking heart man. So I said fuck you, and ghosted your dumbass completely. I even blocked your number, I don't want anything to do with your fucked up self anymore. I was sad for a week but the healing began and we hung out with these new friends and I love them. They love us.
Next thing you know I got an interview at my wife's workplace and got hired on the spot, we work in different departments so it isn't weird. We hung out with our new found friends again last night and we had some good laughs, no alcohol involved, just talking and shooting the shit. It was a good time, something we never experienced hanging around you because you always wanted to watch dumb shit on YouTube, talk shit about depressed people, have awful opinions on people who didn't want kids, and just drink the night away.
NSFW I hated the way you were transphobic, homophobic racist, classist, an animal abuser and to this day I still question if you SAd that drunk girl 13 years ago. Sadly, I have no definite proof so I can't turn you in for it. But I know that if you did? you have to live with that shit and I hope one day it catches up with you. I would question you about that occasionally and you would get really defensive and angry about it saying you didn't do anything. Being drunk isn't an excuse either if you did commit that crime. It still bothers me to this day but going no contact with you was necessary.
I resent you, I really really do. You held me back, you kept me around so you can feel better about yourself. You have a lot of ugly secrets hidden that not even I know of,, and honestly? Your wife deserves a lot better. She's a good person and it's a shame she's blinded by your lies. You even lied to her saying I stole your GFS in the past! You lied to my wife about things that never happened, just to make me look like a jerk and cover up your guilt.
I hate you for what you've become.
I am so happy I have met these new friends, they are good people and encourage me and my wife to move up in our lives. We only known them for a short time and we all have a much deeper connection than me and you had the last 15 years.
I send my good graces to your wife and pray one day she opens her eyes and puts you in the trash where you belong.

CONTEXT: I live in Southeast Asia (SEA). You can imagine how I always find myself in the short end of a stick when communities schedule an event (RP, OOC) at 3-4 AM in my timezone.
The solution of overcoming such skill issue by destroying my body clock is thwarted by continuous bouts of existential crisis and adulting failures. The other solution of migrating to the West is as achievable as me punching the surface of the moon.
WHAT I'M LOOKING FOR:
I'm open to Hack-and-Slash (top pic) and MUSH.
Theme: Medieval, High Fantasy, The Genre Where It is Be Acceptable to Open a Coffee Shop But All the Menu are Poisoned
note: cohesive and unified theme is key. I am a very low-tier not smart person, so anything that throws me out of the loop will take me 1-2 business days to recover (if the entirety of the post itself isn't evident enough).
PRIOs

1. An RP (Encouraged/Supported) MU*s that has a community.

This community in question may be many or one person. I don't care if you are alone. If we can RP out our developing characters or gossip like generic NPCs sign me up. Events may be player-initiated or coordinated with staff.

1. An Immersive Environment.

I like to see them environments seasoned, cooked, and served on a sizzling plate with a sprinkle of delusional to liven up the RP experience.

1. Character + Item Customization

Obviously, descriptions are the basis for me to fulfill my hobo/aristrocatic/hermit dreams but self-expression is a plus for me. a.) crafting system b.) classes with "flavor" (see no. 2)
SECONDARY

1. An Acceptable Level of PvE Grind.

JRPGs have raised me to become a farming sadist so EXP grinds are acceptable to me.

1. Limited to No PvP

I can enter in manual PvP or use a code that doesn't explode on me like Chat-GPT's essays getting caught in plagiarism checkers. If that PVP needs a system or some money-dropping scheme, you can bet that I'm noping outta there.

1. Maps

Mapless MU*s is my major weakness. I don't care if I accidentally step into a high level area as a low levelled trash bag. I care when I circle around the area for twenty minutes just to get from Point A to Point B. But I can manage (coping)
FINAL NOTE

1. no, I don't ERP.
   
2. no, I don't have solid picks of what class I'm going to be because it's entirely dependent on the game's lore. But, previous class picks from my current MU*s are:
   

a.) vampire (i'm edgy and i haven't seen the sun in weeks)
b.) bard (I can't rhyme and I have no rizz)
c.) mage (I can do research rp but I nerf my IRL and IC selves with immense imposter syndrome and delulu unless the research in question deals with the voices in your head)
d.) ranger (bows are cool)
Thanks! Looking forward to hear some recos!