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I already know I’m going to get flack for this. I’ve been engaged for over a year and the first friend that I told just got engaged this past weekend. I found out the day before that there was going to be an engagement party and all of her friends except me were invited. To make things even more awkward I am her fiancé’s mom’s assistant. The next time I saw her I congratulated her but prior to she seemed like she was going to try to avoid me. I am also engaged and she was the first person I called right after it happened. I was also going to start wedding planning but now I feel like her and my friends aren’t going to care as much.

First off, I know I am a coward and should have had an adult conversation with this person, but I guess I let my hurt feelings about their behaviour get in the way and now it’s been too long and I don’t think I want them in my life anymore after how they behaved.
My husband and I wanted a small and non-traditional wedding. I hated the idea of a big wedding party as I’ve seen them play out in all the dramatic fashion and didn’t want that for my nearest and dearest. I also really don’t like asking for help and don’t want to be a burden to anyone and asking them to pay for stuff just for our wedding just didn’t sit right with me. I also have some close friends from overseas (I’m not from the country I got married in) and if I was doing a traditional bridal party, I would have asked them, but dealing with a global bridal party just seemed like too much hassle and I wanted everyone to enjoy the party without the “role” of a bridesmaid. I decided to just have my only sister (who is also my best friend) and my husband had his best friend from childhood.
I felt things started to go south from there.
My “so-called friend” couldn’t make time for a chill bachelorette party as she had too many holidays planned and it wouldn’t be fair to her husband to take a local weekend away (nothing major, maybe an hour away and just for the weekend). I even offered something local like going to high tea, but no so I didn’t bother trying anything with her for that again.
Then, when she promised she’d stay on-site for the wedding, then suddenly she couldn’t for work reasons. Even though she had known for a year and requested the nicest room which we booked and paid in advance for her. I didn’t even get a call, just a text saying that she couldn’t stay anymore because of work reasons. I had other friends stay the night and go to work the next day, but she just couldn’t make the effort and her excuse seemed super flimsy as she’s not a shift worker and quite senior so she would have flexibility.
Then, apparently, she was complaining about the food and things at the actual wedding even though I went above and beyond for her dietary requirements and my sister even paid for special cupcakes to suit her needs so she wouldn’t be left out with the wedding cake.
Lastly, we had cute wedding glasses as props at the wedding for guests to enjoy and we were fine with them taking them after the fact. But she stole a few pairs from another guest and then used them as props at a party the next week that I wasn’t even invited to!
She showed me her true colours and everything seems to have gone downhill after I didn’t ask her to be a bridesmaid. I could have understood if I had asked others and didn’t ask her, but I had my only sister and that was it. She was super excited about the wedding before and even made a Pinterest board (before we got engaged) so was excited to be a part of things up until she didn’t get her way of being a bridesmaid. Maybe it’s me, but I don’t hold being a bridesmaid as being a make-or-break thing, weddings have always seemed over the top to me and I wanted something simple.
In hindsight, I should have been braver and tried to have a conversation with her about all of this, but I guess I was just so shocked by her complete turnaround as a friend. I had gone above and beyond for her so many times and made sure I was always there for her big events, I just didn’t want to beg someone who clearly didn’t want to support me anymore. If there was something else going on, she didn’t say anything at all. I was also super conscious of not being one of those people that turns their wedding into their whole personality so I know it couldn’t have been that as I rarely brought it up.
Anyway, I’m glad I know who she really is now, but it’s still hard to lose someone who you thought really cared about you.

Players just hit level 16, and have unknowingly caught the attention of the archdevil zariel, who wants to claim one of the party members as her own possession. The pc doesnt know they are a descendent of zariel, and there's going to be a bit of a struggle over the characters soul between different entities. The problem is, how can I have a PC be kidnapped or otherwise forced (without me just railroading, i want circumstances to force their hand, not be making decisions for them) into hell so the party had reason to go liberate him?
I could try to have someone else be kidnapped to try and leverage them, but the PC has no one alive in his backstory and the party don't take npcs with much seriousness. I wouldn't want to split the party for more than a whole session, but if their together that partly defeats the purpose of it being a kidnapping. The party has had glorious wins in straightforward, open battles, now it's time for subterfuge. I suppose I could have the whole party be taken, but that would subtract from the feeling of "we must rescue our bro!" And be more of a "how the here do we get out of hell‽"
Now that I think about it, there is an important tiefling npc (different lineage) that could be the one taken instead. He's directly tied to the background plot that's about to become the main plot. That could give them a reason to go and I could play with the idea that archdevils use their descendents as gambling chips and leverage for greater schemes.
My original idea was either that a group of minor devils would kidnap the PC in their sleep, (the party would have a chance to stop it, but they'll be safe at home, unsuspecting), or that a bone devil (maybe a whole entourage?) would show up to their front door acting all formal towards the descendent of its master, aggressively inviting them for an audience in hell. Then, if the party doesn't bite at that plot hook, then someone's getting taken.
Edit: accidently posted before I finished.
I could definitely come up with something for the PC to do or interact with during any potential solitude, but I would prefer not to have to rely on the party's ingenuity in order to be able to get back together quickly. Lets just day my players have high intelligence with remarkably low wisdom.
If the player couldn't make a few sessions, that'd be a whole different, easier to write around issue. But I don't want to be planning a plot that depends on a PC being missing. They can be reunited quickly, as long as they get to hell

Last year, during Fall, I met two men, both friends. I found them very sweet and friendly. I didn’t think anything much of them. The friendship grew and certain interest developed but I was not sure which one I liked more. After a few months they hosted a party at their house (they are also roommies). I got so drunk, one of them (man A) offered his room, he later joined me later that night. He made moves, but I insisted I had to be sober for anything to happen. The next day he visited me at my place and we talked of our interest and stuff and agreed to take it slow. He later came the next day and one thing led to another, we did it. I traveled to another country for a month then came back. We kept talking the whole time and most of our conversation was how we’d hang out and couldn’t wait to explore places together. I returned during the peak of Winter so there was really nothing much to do outside. We mostly hand indoors. We one day hang out the three of us during the winter and I realized me and the other guy(man B) had so much in common and we had the same sense of humor. Man B also mentioned that he has a girlfriend. Later that night I suggested to Man A to ask his friend if he would be open to a double date. He said he’d ask. He never did.
Winter passed and it got warmer, the guy I chose never took me out on a date. I had to insist we hang outside his apartment/my apartment. He once agreed to take me to a park near his place, he kept complaining the whole time, we spent less than 1 hour in the park. There was once I went to the movies by myself, he never picked his phone that time. Earlier this month I asked him twice if he was okay to go grab ice-cream(my treat), he agreed and stood me up both times. I called him told him how much that hurt and how we never leave the apartment. I stopped hanging out at his place for about a week he called me and took me to a restaurant near his place, btw he was insisting we get take out and eat at his place. Man B and his girlfriend achieved something this month, I’m fond of the girl. I suggested to her that we could take them out to celebrate, she asked her man and said yes. I told my guy and he said that’s fine but didn’t ask any details or suggest any places. So I took matters to my own hands and planned everything. I chose a place I have always wanted/suggested to try when with him. We had dinner and it all was well. We all had fun, they loved the place. My man claimed he had never heard of the place. During the dinner, it all hit me that man A takes me for granted, he’d talk to everyone very calmly and politely apart from me. He never behaves like a gentleman, Man B would treat me and his girlfriend with so much respect(he’s such a gentleman). Afterwards we all hang out at their apartment, everything was fun. After some minutes my man left the room without excusing himself and went to sleep in his room. He later called me after midnight and asking me if I had got back to my place safely. Told him I had not left but I was about to leave, I went to his room to bade him goodbye and pay him back for half of the bill for the diner earlier(as we had agreed). He thanked me for choosing such a wonderful place for diner then he asked me if I could spend the night being all touchy and romantic. I told him I want a break up. He never said anything. He’s been calling me asking about my day and inviting me at his place. Yesterday he came at my place to bring me my phone charger, I told him I’d grab it from the packing lot. I’m just disgusted by him right now and I don’t want him ever touching me. Worst of all is I can’t believe how I came to like such a man. He is the exact opposite of the guys I date/like.

We recently moved in together and decorated the living room. The house is still quite messy & things aren’t completely done & tidy. He was looking to do a dinner party and invite some friends after we come back from holiday. However, I explained that the house is still not finished up & that we should do it when everything is completed, as the garden will also be tidy. Now he is telling his friends that he cant do it because I dont want to. I kinda feel back stabbed or disrespected. He has done this multiple times & is portraying me like I dont want to do these social gatherings, when I usually do, given the right time. What do you guys think? Am I being extra..?

Previous part
Before I go on with the story, I wanted to mention that I finally got around to checking my text messages. I shouldn’t be surprised that all of them were furious. I don’t blame them. I’m still distraught about the whole situation. I pretty much lost all of my friends in one day; all because I thought that a little boy’s doll would come to life and... well...
Just, listen to me.
I know that all of this will sound insane. But everything I am about to tell you happened before. I feel like I can’t bring myself to even think of the moment, let alone tell you, but I need to press on. It is time that you understand the moment that everything changed forever—Pete's 11th birthday party.
What happened on that day plays over and over again in my mind. It doesn’t matter that 30 years have passed. Not a night goes by where I am wrenched from my beleaguered sleep and find myself gasping for air in a pool of my own sweat. Years of broken sleep will get to a person over time. And so, I grew agitated and depressed. I was on and off on medication, and in and out of therapy.
Now, I don’t always freak out when I see them in pictures or on display in a shop’s front window. If I keep my distance and they keep theirs, I am fine. I mean, my breathing would quicken, and my heart would pump hard, but the moment would pass, and I’d come back to some level of normalcy. I’ve got my own way to deal with such a situation. I’d close my eyes and count from 100 to zero, deeply breathing in through my nose and out through my mouth, before slowly turning and walking away.
Oh, right. I guess you want to hear what happened.
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Pete and his family lived in a massive two-story house with an acre of forestry within their property line. The house was miles outside of town. It was cozy but isolated.
I carpooled with Andy and his parents. We met up with Mark and his dad in the house. Our jaws dropped at how beautiful the house and their property were; none of us had ever been to such a fancy place.
Andy’s mom mentioned in the car that what she heard from the other moms was that Pete’s dad, George, worked as an inventor and toymaker for a company that no one had heard of, and his mom, Wendy, was a stay-at-home mom. She had tried to invite her out for coffee with the other moms. In the end she decided not to. Wendy’s presence was just too off-putting.
“She wouldn’t stop smiling,” Andy’s mom recalled, “and she’d just nod her head without saying anything. Not a word. And she moved in this very odd, kind of funny way, too. Like she didn’t know how to use her arms or legs.”
Kind of like how Pete was on his first day of class.
The family greeted the guests in the foyer with excited eyes and gaping smiles. They were the picture perfect of a 1950s TV sitcom family. Pete had on a blue and yellow checkered suit with a yellow bowtie. George also wore the same style of suit but with a blue tie. His outfit was topped with a tobacco pipe hanging at the side of his mouth. Wendy had on a yellow dress with a blue ribbon tied around her waist, and her flaming red hair rolled up in a bouffant hairstyle.
There were a couple of dozens of us that showed up to the party. Most of the parents came along, too. My mom couldn’t come; she was stuck at the restaurant picking up someone else’s shift. That was to say nothing of her continued fear and suspicion about the whole kidnapper situation. She believed they were still out there, and that the cops had gotten the wrong person.
Everyone was led into a banquet hall where a great feast waited for us. We stuffed ourselves until the buttons on our pants threatened to burst. Fat roasted turkey thighs, mince pies, green bean casserole, mashed potatoes smothered in gravy, a mountain of steaming sweet biscuits. The choices were endless. And the moms and dads enjoyed themselves, drinking the wine that Wendy, smiling emptily and silently, served.
George went around telling stories to anyone who’d be willing to listen. He was incredibly intelligent with a wide breadth of knowledge of world history. He spoke about historical events as if he’d been there himself, describing in such vivid detail of the event’s atmosphere like how the heaviness of grief weighed in the air at Alexander the Great’s funeral procession, and how frigid cold the Russian winter was in 1812 when Napoleon Bonaparte’s army marched towards Moscow.
He showed us a room filled with his collection of ancient artifacts, even an American Civil War-era musket rifle with a Minie ball still lodged inside. But what caught my attention and raised the hairs on my body were three mummies behind a glass case. They were about my height and, judging by the smallness of their faces, they had died as children.
“Why do you have those?” I asked.
George grinned. “Well, why not?”
“Where’d you get them from?” asked Andy.
“Far and near...”
Squinting, Mark stepped up closer to the glass. “Are they real?”
“What do your eyes tell you?”
Together, we pressed our noses to the glass, staring hard at these mummies. Their skin was withered brown, and parts of their yellowed bone were exposed. They stared back at us with dark empty sockets and twisted mouths as though they’d come face to face with something more terrifying and terrible than death. None of the adults with us thought it weird that this family had such a collection. The moms and dads were starting to act a bit giddy and silly; it was the generous amount of wine they’d drunk, probably.
After a tour of George’s mini-home museum, we were led into an adjacent room filled with toys, clowns, dolls, and a bizarre collection of crossbred animals. A full train set wound about the length of the room and over our heads. This was Pete’s playroom, and George had designed every toy. This massive room with all the toys and games was more than what a child could dream of.
Unable to control ourselves, we got our hands on everything; we were a bunch of 10-year-olds after all. We played with the toys and shrieked with laughter. The moms and dads watched us as they drank the wine Wendy was serving them. Before we knew it, time flew by, and the sun had long since gone down. The grandfather clock struck 9 o’clock. But we weren’t tired; we wanted to play some more. So, we were thrilled when the grown-ups nodded and agreed to let us go on.
Shining with happiness, Pete announced that we were to play a special game, even the grown-ups would be involved.
“This game is called Catch the Souls!” he said. “The rules are quite simple. There are two types of players: souls and catchers. The game will be played both in the dark and in the light. Souls are safe in the light and the catchers won’t be able to move. But when the lights are off, souls better find a place to hide for the catchers will hunt you down and bring you to the king—me!"
“Then, how do we know if we’ve won?” I asked.
His eyes darkened as the pupils enlarged. “Well, when you see the sun rise, then you’ll know.” My stomach sank.
Were we really going to play all night?
I looked at the others to see if they also thought this was a ridiculous idea. Much to my surprise, the others buzzed with excitement, even the adults were eager to play. No one wanted to go home just yet. They wanted to play more. And, surprisingly, I wasn’t at all that tired or sleepy either. George ordered for the moms and dads to follow him into another room; they were to put on their “catcher” costumes.
Mark, Andy, and I decided to stick together. We figured that if we could find a good spot to hide out in, we could wait there until the game was over. At the beginning of the game, all the lights were on in every room and hallway, and Pete counted backwards from 100.
My friends and I bolted. We didn’t realize how huge the house was. It was like a never-ending labyrinth. One door would lead to nowhere except a brick wall, or a sudden drop into what looked like a bottomless pit. Andy had nearly fallen into one and was only saved when Mark and I caught him by the arms as he fell and clung desperately to the doorknob.
The hallways echoed with giggles of excitement. But once the lights began to flicker, the whole house plunged into darkness. We hurried into another room. I hid behind a desk, Mark behind a big tapestry, and Andy in the corner of the room squatting behind a tall vase.
We waited.
We held our breath.
A hair-raising scream erupted in another room. Followed by another, then another. Three in succession.
“What was that?” I heard Mark ask, shakily.
“What are you doing?” Andy cried.
Peeking around the corner of the desk, I spotted Mark out from his hiding spot and poking his head out the door. He quickly shut the door and scrambled back behind the tapestry. Before I could ask him what he saw, the door opened. My body instantly went rigid. I was terrified that if I were to move or breathe, I’d get caught. I certainly didn’t want to find out what Pete would do to me.
A tall, shadowy figure with two long pointed ears entered the room. It was a Catcher. It hopped slowly around the room like a rabbit, playing with the leaves of the plants in the tall vase and sniffing around the tapestry. Then it turned its attention to the desk. I scooted back underneath the desk and slapped my hand over my mouth, desperate not to make a sound. I heard it hop into the air before its feet landed gently on the floor right next to the desk. It took a step closer to the spot where I lay in a fetal position. I hoped that I was small enough that it wouldn’t notice me.
Light swept throughout the room. And I let out a breath of relief. We were safe when the lights were on. That was the rule of the game, I reminded myself. I crawled out from underneath the desk and froze as I came face to face with a giant pink bunny. I knew that inside the costume was a classmate’s parent. But there was something off about it, like it had no good intentions. It stared back with large black orbs for eyes. Its large buck teeth dripped droplets of red on the white carpet. Dark red chunks like mushed up beets fell from its mouth.
“Benjie! Don’t just stand there!” Mark pulled me out of the trance, and I ran out with them. At the end of the hallway, we saw another Catcher dressed in a court blue and yellow jester suit and mask.
The lights flickered; one minute warning for us to find another hiding spot. Without looking back, we ran and tried getting into another room. With utter mortification I learned that most of the doors were locked. Not only that, but others only led to dead ends. We went through one door that led to another hallway that stretched on endlessly with rows of doors on either side of us.
Behind us, the bells jingled on the dangling sleeves of the jester’s cap ‘n’ bells. It got closer and closer. Of course, I stupidly looked back. One by one the wall lights went out, and the laughing jester twirled and leapt its way to us.
We came to a door at the end of the hallway, but it wouldn’t budge. Andy banged on it and twisted the knob as hard as he could.
“I want to stop playing this game,” Mark sobbed. He backed into the corner, trembling and crying. A dark wet spot appeared in front of his pants. I also felt something wet and warm trickling down my pants.
The jester was approaching, inching closer and closer by the second. And then, it stopped. It squatted in the dark with its hands under its chin, gazing at us with its harrowing black eyes. The only thing keeping it from capturing us was that the light from a single wall lamp shielded us. Sniffling and wiping his tears away, Mark squeaked, “Dad?” He took a step forward with an outreached hand seeking a sliver of comfort.
“I don’t think he’s your dad,” I said, but my words didn’t reach him. The jester gestured with a single finger for him to come closer.
“I got it! Come on, guys!” Andy cried, happily, as the door finally swung inward with a hard kick revealing a lighted room. I grabbed hold of Mark’s arm, but he shook me off. And I watched in horror as he tugged on the jester’s mask and pulled it off.
It was Mark’s dad behind the mask. His smile was split so wide, I could see his gums bleed and the skin at the corners of his lips had torn. He was foaming heavily at the mouth like a rabid dog.
“Dad...” Mark uttered.
The wall light went out. And that was the last I saw of him.
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I’ll have to continue with my story later. I need to eat something. I can’t remember the last time I did. The hunger is gnawing my stomach. There’s nothing in the fridge. I didn’t even get leftovers from my friend’s birthday party. It’s okay. All I need now is to feed this body.

Hey yall, I wanted to see if anyone knew what was happening, if this was the new update that bricked more match making stuff, or if there’s a fix for it. My friend and I have been trying to play hunt together, and for the first game, everything was fine and dandy.
We extracted with bounty, readied up for another duos game, and got put into a match. Except it was duos, it was trios. Even though we swear we both saw that we were matching into a duo lobby, we just thought maybe we were both crazy. Then, when we got back into lobby after dying, I saw the lobby matchmaking setting as duos, but my friend saw it as trios.
It gets weirder, because after this, he decided to restart hunt, only for the game to not show when I join his party. He’ll invite me, and I’ll join, but he doesn’t see anyone else besides himself, and it shows as him readying up for a solos game. We’ve both restarted hunt multiple times now, and we can’t figure out what’s happening. Any advice? Knowledge would be helpful too.

I left when I was about 14, kicked out of my house at 17 then started dating a Worldly Girl when I was 18. Her mom was super sweet to me, she had heard of how I grew up and in one of our long conversations she just couldn't believe that I never had a Birthday Party in my life.
She took it upon herself to invite a lot of people and throw me a little birthday party for my 19th birthday at a pizza place. She got me a Garfield birthday cake, I think she had so much fun throwing a birthday for someone who had never had one before.
It was funny, but I felt so out of place and almost looking over my shoulder in kind of a way.
People there came up to me and were like OK how is it possible that you never had a birthday before. One lady had tears in her eyes and was like Darling that is so sad.
If worldly people find out you never had a birthday before be prepared, ha ha, ha,

(TL;DR - Player wants to try running the game, I let him do so, he's not great at it, and his forced subplot ends up having negative health effects on the player he wanted to participate the most)
Not every problematic situation has a "bad guy". Sometimes the problems come from genuinely good people that either make a mistake, don't communicate properly or just end up trying to force one aspect of a game over others, sometimes to the detriment of other players. This story is very recent, the end of it happened last week.
I have a player in my games (fantastic guy, a great player, a good role-player, a little akward, but he's very enthusiastic) ask me if he can occasionally take the reins of being the DM once in a while. It's kind of healthy to do this sometimes just so that the forever DM's can actually get a chance to play, and some players can really begin to understand just how difficult our job is sometimes, so I agreed to it.
We finished up one of the main story arcs, I took control of an NPC in the party, and let this player be the DM for a little while. Initially really nothing was too terrible, he found a couple of modules that he wanted to run to kind of get an idea of how to do so, and the first one was sort of strange but it worked out pretty good.
But there was a slight hangup on the second one.
Players need a certain amount of guidance, if you describe a scene, it is up to the players to ask questions about it and it is up to you to describe it. Generally this all works great.
My friend, on the other hand, didn't quite read enough of the module beforehand, so he sort of didn't explain enough and more or less left us in an open town with very little explanation and too few leads. So what basically happened is we tried to be detectives in a town infected with some kind of weird fungus parasite, it was time sensitive, we didn't know that, and it turned out to be a murder-hobo slugfest when it was never actually intended to be that way.
An important take away from that one, one of which I spoke to him about in detail, is that the party had three fighters and a bard. The character that I chose was one of the fighters, and it would've honestly worked way better if I had played a mage of some kind. Knowing the way the module was written, he made no attempt to dissuade me from using that character. I explained that to him, and he very graciously thanked me and said that he would take party composition more into consideration when he ran the next one.
We do another story arc with me, and then he takes over again, this time using a short adventure he had written himself. I used a rogue this time, as per his suggestion.
This one in particular was something of a murder mystery. We arrive in town for a wedding to which we were all invited and at about the same time there is a tournament happening.
We arrive in the town, everybody is talking about the tournament. DM asks us if we're going to inquire about it, and no one replies. He asks if anyone wants to enter and we each decline in turn, as our characters are ill-suited or disqualified in some way. The wedding is getting ready to happen, and everybody is still talking about the tournament. The wedding banquet opens up, with everybody continuing to talk about the tournament, and finally I flat out ask if the tournament is actually important to this particular plot. He says it isn't really, it's just a B plot to "get more milage". Wonderful.
Just then the bride collapses, we are all deputized to investigate it, and are then left to our own devices.
So we start talking to people, and we try to get as much info as possible, but unfortunately due to a combination of bad rolls and the characters we were playing, we weren't getting anywhere.
We had a paladin, two fighters, a rogue, and an oracle. Not a single one of us had enough points in investigative skills or diplomacy.
How far do you actually think we got with this inside the span of a few hours?
So finally the DM capitulates and kind of throws a half-assed Scooby Doo ending at us to try to get some kind of resolution, and it really doesn't make any sense, focusing primarily on two characters we never encountered at all and the only character to pass the most important check was the gnoll, so the way he offered this information to the party was delightfully akward. We let it go and hoped that there was something more to it than that. The DM shifted through his notes for a moment before speaking again.
"So, uh, let's go on to the tournament!"
At this point in time the fighters player simply says "no" and gets up from the table and goes to bed. Keep in mind this was well past midnight, and fighter was supposed to be up at 4 AM to go to work. The rest of us kind of agreed that it was time to wrap it up and we called it a night.
So the next day I talk to my roommate (the fighters player) and find out that he called out of work because he was violently ill. The reason he needed to go to bed early is because he is hypoglycemic and if his blood sugar isn't controlled in the morning probably because he stayed up too late and slept in more than he should've, he gets mega violently ill. When I came home from work, he was still in a bad way, so I asked him why he didn't duck out earlier.
My roommate then told me that the DM had been borderline harassing him all week about playing and staying awake to play because he was "needed" for the session, because of the goddamn tournament that no one wanted to enter.
So the DM had made an earnest effort to try to include something for everyone, put way too much effort into one particular event that absolutely none of us even wanted to participate, and tried to railroad the one player that could do the event into participating to the detriment of that players own health.
An important thing to note is that during the session where we were doing the investigation, my roommate's character didn't do a single thing, mostly because it was outside of his specialty. He was up way later than he should've been, sitting in on a game, not doing a single thing, except say "no" five hours in.
So I tried talking to the DM, but he said he wants to at least do the tournament before handing the game back over to me. I told him we were going to vote on it, but not to expect that anybody would want to go ahead with it. I'm sure that it hurt his feelings, but at this point in time I just need to put my foot down. At the time of this writing we haven't had a session yet where we could call the vote.

So the first thing to know is that my house is right in front of the bus stop. So a lot of people stand in front of it during the day. Our dogs go out to the front yard to play and the kids love to pet them and play with them too.
We're on a first name basis with most of the people that wait for the bus.
Anyways, so last week my mom decided to host a party and she requested to use my house since there's more space. I'm in a house in the suburbs.
The party was from 5 till whenever. But Uncle dumbfuck and his wife decided to show up at around 3, said he wanted to beat the traffic.
(We don't live in a busy city like LA or something so wtf was he even talking about? Probably had nothing better to do I guess. 🤷‍♂️)
So as you can imagine everyone was getting ready for the party. Wife and mom were in the kitchen getting the food ready. I had to run a few errands and grab a bunch of stuff from outside.
We sent Uncle Dumbo to the TV but I guess he got bored so he just walked around and eventually he was just standing in the middle of the kitchen getting in everyone's way. At one point he stood in front of a frying pan and put his face real close asking my wife "what are you making in there smells real good" the oil almost splattered onto his face but this dummy was oblivious.
Mom told him to get out of the kitchen and he said "let me help" so we sent him to the front yard to clean up some of the toys and bags and bring them to the garage. Nothing heavy.
I checked on him and he was taking two bags with him. I thought that was going to keep him busy for like 20 minutes at least and went inside to help set up the table or whatever.
Not 5 minutes in we heard loud screaming noises. I ran out to see Uncle dumbfuck going "get tha fuck outta heeya" to teenagers and their grandma who they were probably taking to the city. I knew them.
I went up and asked what's happening. Uncle dumbfuck was livid talking about how they stepped on the grass. They should have stayed on the sidewalk. What a fucking moron. Mom pulled this moron inside and I apologized to the kids, I told them moron has mental issues from old age.
When I go inside, he's still huffing and puffing. I asked him what happened. He starts shouting "if you don't deal with these slurs they'll move in to your yard and take over your house!" He was literally having a full on tantrum.
"Because they stepped on the grass?" 🤔
He erupted into an even more unhinged incohered rant. "You don't know these kind of people! They come here to steal!" He ended it with: "We used to just shoot them!" He was talking about 2 teenagers and their grandma. What a fucking imbecile.
Even the dogs were getting anxious now because this moron wouldn't stop screaming.
Wife went and brought him an ice cold diet coke so he can chill out. This man was literally sweating now because he was so worked up by this.
Ruined the whole vibe honestly. I tried my best to avoid him the rest of the day as did everyone else. He actually tried to bring it up again during the party with a couple of boomer chucklefuck buddies. I just smiled and nodded along then pretended I had to go to the bathroom. No point discussing things with these guys honestly.
One thing for sure: that asshole is never getting invited here ever again. Told my family to cut him off too but I don't know if they will.
Fuck that guy.

After all is done. We all agree that we need to get back on the road to everlasting peace. Here is my scenario.Feel free to add or critique it.
Core Team
This team would be involved in the main discussions that would happen in the boardroom and would include the following.

1. 10 Israelis (Must include Head of Government )
2. 10 Palestinians (Must include Head of potential Government)
3. Secretary of State + 4 delegates (USA)
4. Secretary of FCDO + 4 delegates (UK)
5. Foreign Minister + 4 delegates (France)
6. Foreign Minister + 4 delegates (Russia)
7. Foreign Minister + 4 delegates (China)
8. Foreign Minister + 2 delegates (Saudia Arabia)
9. Foreign Minister + 2 delegates (Jordan)
10. Foreign Minister + 2 delegates (Egypt)
11. Foreign Minister + 2 delegates (Germany)

US and UK would join because they can't miss and also because they part of UN Security Council. Russia would join as part of the UNSC but also to determine the welfare of 200k+ Russians in Israel. China and France would also join as part of UNSC.
Saudia Arabia would represent Islam and the Arab world and as a rebuilder.
Jordan and Egypt would join as key neighbours, former holders of WB and Gaza respectively and peace partners of Israel.
Germany would be the neutral party but also to watch that Israel doesn't get a raw deal.
Each core country must commit $2B in cash to a kitty that would be used to rebuild Palestine and affected Israeli areas.
Negotiatons would take a maximum of 3 years to reach a comprehensive deal. No extension beyond that point. After a deal is reached, implementation begins immediately and a 5 year countdown begins in which Palestine would declare true independence after the 5 years grace period ends.
Secondary countries that want to join the table must contribute $1B in cash to the earlier mentioned kitty and they would be invited to less serious discussions. (The likes of Turkey)
If all of that is done and Palestinians still refuse, Idk what even would be done.

So this is a cross play game right? how do I invite my xbox friends to a party if im on ps5? its only showing my psn friends and I don't see an option to add people from different platforms. does this mean its not possible?

AITAH my friends Invited me to play fornite but there was already 6 of them in a party I didn’t feel like playing prop hunt or any creative mode cause the new season dropped whitch I told them previously that wasn’t so once I saw everyone there I left to play battle royal with other friends to all joined my party created unnecessary stuff my headset die day this point so I don’t hear what was said between friend group A and friend group B then everyone was kicked from my party and we all got all also do kept in mind I mostly play with friend group a most might I just wanted to play with other friends I haven’t text any of them back because they blaming me and shit so what do I do do

So for background, I’ve known this woman thru mutual friends for about 5 years, though we had only met 3/4 times over the years. Last year we started talking at a party, and really connected, became very close for a few months, she made a move on me, but I rejected her as she was moving in a few weeks, and I wanted something serious. She ended up moving back a few months ago and we reconnected, though she declined when I asked her if she wanted to try and pick up where we were. A few weeks later we had become even closer and were hanging out at her place or my place almost every night. I made a move, was rejected , and told her I needed space
She was VERY clear in rejecting me, and ive tried to respect it. But now i feel like im going crazy. She has done things like drunk cal me at 2 am just to talk and say hi, after rejecting me had mutual friends reach out to me and setup surprise drink hang outs with just me and her (the people who invited me couldn’t come? So it was just me and her) and even offering to go camping with me, and her and I could just split a tent.
Like I’ve been rejected by friends before. I’ve rejected friends before. I get it. But I’ve never acted like this with those people, or had people act like this to me after rejection. Additionally it’s not like we were “best friends of several years” and she’s trying to get back to before. We were arguably just acquaintances before this.

Instead of doing something easy for 5 year olds, my soon-to-be 5 year old is asking for a Factorio themed birthday party. Chuck E Cheese offers their own birthday invitations, but I want to find something special for this big milestone birthday. Unsurprisingly, there are no Factorio themed birthday party invitations on Etsy, Zazzle, or Amazon. Construction ones are too vehicle oriented, space ones are too planet and star themed, building blocks are too LEGO themed.
I figure I'll have to make my own and print them, but I am not an artistic person. I know I can make something in EditoGod mode, screen shot, and put text over it, but... What should I do What could it look like?
If you have any ideas or suggestions, I'd really appreciate it.
Thank you so much.
Party favors are probably going to be something like an "assemble your own inserter" kind of toy, which shouldn't be too bad.

TLDR; my godfather and aunts bf harassed my bf in the bathroom during my cousins wedding and called him the f-slur which resulted in him leaving the wedding. his parents are upset and want us to breakup, and i’ve barely heard from him since.
my cousin got married on friday, and i (21f) was her maid of honor. my bf (20m) was invited to go as my plus one. we’ve been together for 4 months, and this was his first time meeting my entire family.
after the ceremony, the bridal party and immediate family had to stay outside for pictures. meaning, my bf had to go inside. however, he originally was not supposed to stay inside bc my cousin recruited him to bring out appetizers for us. but he was just listening to instructions since just the bridal party and immediate family were staying outside.
i did not have my phone during this time bc i was in the moment being by my cousins side doing what i had to do as a maid of honor. my bf was texting me, letting me know that he was overwhelmed and was in the bathroom. i found out that my godfather (who doesn’t respect boundaries, and i’m not even close to him) went to greet himself, but put his hand on my bf. my bf does not like when strangers touch him which i completely get. this is when my bf decided to leave to hide in the bathroom for a few minutes. after this, my godfather and my aunts bf (who has anger issues and is extremely toxic) followed my bf to the bathroom to talk to him bc they thought he was leaving. they essentially harassed him and got up into his face, where my aunts bf proceeded to call him the f-slur. after this, my bf left the wedding to go home. this all happened in the middle of the bridal party doing their entrance into the dining hall and during dinner and speeches.
i understand how awful my family treated my bf and im absolutely furious, but im also hurt that my bf left me at the wedding all by myself trying to deal with this issue while also trying to be supportive of my cousin since it was her wedding day. in the end, i understood why he left. i would have too. i have no clue my family was gonna behave the way they did, they never did this before. i told him that i would have never brought him if i had a suspicion they were gonna behave that way.
this left my bf unsure if he wanted to stay together after what happened. but he told me himself that we should be fine, but he never wants to be in that position again. i promised him he wouldn’t have to be near those members again.
HOWEVER. his parents are furious abt what happened, which is understandable. but they’re mad at me bc i wasn’t there, bc i was outside doing photos. his parents want him to break up with me and said they will disown him if he continues to talk to me. i already asked if his parents want to talk to me, but they don’t.
i haven’t been able to talk to him much since and barely heard from him, which makes me overthink that his parents influenced his decision to stay with me and i fear he’s gonna break up with me.
idk what to do after all this, so my question is; what should i do abt this? and is there hope in fixing this.

Over the weekend my best friend invited me to her mom’s bday party. I was excited because things had been weird and distant ever since she was flirting with my new bf some months ago. The thing is her uncles have often hit on me and made comments about cheating on their wives with times I’ve gone to her family parties. If things had been reversed, I would have told him off as soon as I saw him hitting on my friend, with his wife, my aunt, right inside the house/party. We were outside in front smoking and my best friend, her brother, could tell I was uncomfortable. We all were. But we were all also drinking and idk if they just didn’t want to start drama but they were joking about it a lot at first and not really saying anything. I was the only one speaking up to their uncle though my voice was very shaky. They’d feel stupid, get defensive, angry. This went on for several minutes of them arguing with me as I was saying things like isn’t your wife right there? Until my best friend and her brother told them it was enough.
I was so hesitant to attend the party but she had also invited me to sleep over her new apartment with her daughter. We’d have a fun girls sleepover I thought but they both ended up falling sleeping soon as we got home. This was right after she forced me to walk around the party, greeting everyone, sitting with them, and then asked me to say goodbye too but I didn’t. I felt bad doing this since it was her moms bday but I just kept thinking about her creepy uncles being all around in that party (it’s only been 2 of them) and just annoyed at them, her, her family for basically normalizing it and kinda gaslighting me about it.
Am I being dramatic? This is very common within Mexican families. My best friends dad also would hug me too tight and hold me too long when greeting him. He was often drunk but after a while I couldn’t tell. Another one of our friends had a similar experience with one of our homegirls dads. Maybe my best friend feels a certain way maybe embarrassed because she’s seen three men in her family basically sexually harass me? Or is it envy because it’s been this way with guy friends she introduces me too?
I also feel bad and disrespectful because her family has a home in Mexico that they often invite us to. I stayed there for free last summer for a few weeks and though I pitched in for food and did give them some money they basically fed me and gave me housing, kept an eye out for me on the trip.
She also asked me to babysit yesterday for Memorial Day since her daughter didn’t have school. I took her out for the day and was so exhausted bc my bestie wanted to stay at her family party for much longer so we got home/fell asleep late. We all wanted to leave including her daughter. Guess I was out of it and had been away from my bf, our pets, our home for the first time overnight so when she got off work and it came time to drop her off I had called my bf to pick me up from her parents place. I didn’t tell her this and maybe she didn’t like this and how my bf was just there before me waiting in front. She was expecting me to drive with her to her family’s home close by where the party was, to drop off her mom’s car, but then she saw my bf and her attitude kind of changed. Maybe she was expecting to hang out some more at her place but I was wearing the same clothes with greasy hair. I could have maybe borrowed some, and showered, or packed a bag, or asked my bf to bring me something but idk. Should I have stayed with her for the rest of the night to hang out? (These are my boyfriends only days off & I had already spent most of one babysitting her daughter but I could have stayed with them longer & just spent the day with my bf today.)
Didn’t mention how I spent all of Saturday shopping for a party outfit for her daughter and last minute stuff for her outfit since she’s been working a lot and didn’t have time. I felt she was asking for too much and taking advantage of me at that point. I was running on a few hours of sleep and just wanted to get home.
Am I in the wrong at all?

My friend said nobody cares if you live or die. She said if a guy found you pretty enough liked you enough he would’ve stayed (hinting at my past). I invited her to my party, and she took a bite of the cake, and said I had a cake the other day and that tasted better (infront of others). She wants to go to med school, and when she found out my other friend goes to med school, she said I don’t even like the med school she goes to. I put on makeup, and she goes I would never wear that much makeup, because I want to look like myself. She even said you probably don’t get any messages besides your family and me. Is this toxic? She even called me desperate as a joke (when I’m not even desperate). Months later, I keep on replaying our conversations, and I feel horrible about myself. Would you ever say these type of things to your friends? Is this how friends talk?

New Beginnings is a brand new ASE PVE community Launched Saturday 5/25 looking for core members to play and grow with us! It is our goal to provide extensive content and extend your gaming pleasure well into late game with new features and enhanced end game content that will keep you coming back for months and years to come.
Enhanced content: We have Over world super bosses from 3 tiers each stronger than the last and the final tier will require maxed breed lines, capped saddles, and well organized compositions to beat. These bosses are stronger than the Ark bosses you have faced before but very rewarding with exclusive rewards only obtained through events and superbosses!
Quests are added to make your progression even more rewarding and give milestones to chase for epic rewards some will take a very long time but will be worth the mileage. Our quests have a unique UI that you can explore that also give you player stats and leaderboards.
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New Beginnings is a brand new ASE PVE community Launched Saturday 5/25 looking for core members to play and grow with us! It is our goal to provide extensive content and extend your gaming pleasure well into late game with new features and enhanced end game content that will keep you coming back for months and years to come.
Enhanced content: We have Over world super bosses from 3 tiers each stronger than the last and the final tier will require maxed breed lines, capped saddles, and well organized compositions to beat. These bosses are stronger than the Ark bosses you have faced before but very rewarding with exclusive rewards only obtained through events and superbosses!
Quests are added to make your progression even more rewarding and give milestones to chase for epic rewards some will take a very long time but will be worth the mileage. Our quests have a unique UI that you can explore that also give you player stats and leaderboards.
Admin hosted events: We host many events for our community to keep things fresh and entertaining, many of our events are PvPvE and will be hosted on a exclusive event map with PvP enabled with safe zones for PvE events. Among these events we host: Paintball tournaments, Downhill doedic derby, Darts, Maze runs, Ovis soccer, Dodo Olympics, Battle Ship, Capture the flag, Admin hosted Boss runs, Shiny parties, and much more!
``` Server settings```

• 3x ExP
  
• 5x Harvest
  
• 10x Taming
  
• 30x Breeding
  

Boosted Player stats:

• 15x Weight
  
• 5x Movement speed
  
• 5x Crafting skill
  
• 5x Fortitude
  

```Plugins```

• ArkShop
  
• ArkShopUI
  

-ServerEvents
-LethalQuests

• RconScheduler
  
• Permissions
  

``` Mod list```
https://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=3185473028
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