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About Me

My name is Shelbion and I've been an avid League of Legends player for over a decade. In Season 4, I reached Challenger for the first time and even considered pursuing a professional career. However, after much reflection, I decided to pursue other challenges within the game.
Some of my notable achievements as a player include:

• Reaching Challenger on multiple positions.
• Participating and winning in numerous SR and 1v1 tournaments.
• Playing for various teams(Amateur and Semi-Professional).

Coaching

With over 7.000 hours of coaching experience, I fall into the category of one of the most experienced individuals in the field. My experience, passion, and ability to identify your flaws and tailor each session to your needs make me stand out as a Coach.
I've studied the techniques of renowned coaches, such as LS, MagiFelix, and others, and I've developed my unique coaching approach. So far, my approach has helped countless individuals, and over 20 teams advance their competitive play, across 5 different continents, including members of various College and University eSport Teams.
Some of my notable achievements include:

• Assisting a Diamond 2 player reach Challenger in just five weeks.
• Helping a Silver 2 player climb to Platinum in three weeks.
• Guiding a Diamond 3 player to Grandmaster in six weeks.

I am dedicated to continuously honing my skills and providing the best coaching experience possible to all of my clients, regardless of their rank or location.

Subscription Based Coaching

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• Group Sessions (Weekly) x2
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• Certified IFOEC (International Federation of eSport Coaches) Educator & Coach.
• Certified EHPI (eSports Health & Performance) Professional.
• University of Irvine eSport Specialization
• Verified Coachify & Metafy Partner.

Community

In addition to my experience as a Player, I am also the Founder of Noxus Coaching - a rapidly growing, educational community on Discord. Our community is a great place to find new friends to play with, have a good time, and most importantly, improve your skills.
We hold various events on a weekly basis, including 1v1 & 5v5 tournaments, meme contests, and more. There are plenty of rewards to be won, including free coaching sessions with me. To join our community, visit https://discord.gg/RHW9BMxRd5 and message me upon joining to receive your role.

Podcast

• Podcast Appearance > https://youtu.be/4jn4FXOaOlE?si=98POLUJdJeSNnbiW

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We will schedule an initial Interview during which we can discuss your goals and I can provide a more detailed explanation of my coaching services. This interview will typically last for 3-5 minutes.
The First Session is designed to assess your current level of gameplay and identify areas for improvement. After conducting an analysis, I will create a Personalized Coaching Plan tailored to your specific needs. This plan will outline a series of sessions designed to maximize your improvement.
The Coaching Plan may include various session types, such as:

• Theory sessions: These sessions will cover key concepts such as wave management, vision, decision making, and more.
• Practical sessions: These sessions will either be VOD reviews or live games, and will be used to put theoretical knowledge into practice and analyze gameplay.
• Reviews: These sessions will occur periodically and will be used as checkpoints to track your progress and identify any additional areas for improvement.

All sessions will be personalized and created specifically for each student's needs. By following this plan, you can feel confident that you are taking the most effective steps to achieve your goals.

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Hey all, just bought and played the Solaris Showdown DLC and im stuck on one of the missions in the questline Showdown at Steiner Stadium. Its a free for all where you gotta fight waves of enemy mechs solo and eventually kill an assassin who is trying to assassinate the Solaris Arms executives or something.
The problem is, all my strong mechs are repairing and im left with all my weaker mechs. The downtime between missions for the Solaris questline is super short so now im stuck with using weak mechs and i keep dying. My previous saves were from so long ago that if i load Im gonna have to redo some of the previous missions.

She's a decent songwriter when she's not trying to be Lana Del Rey/Tori Amos and just sticks to bops like Shake It Off, and she makes good use of a thesaurus and her co-writers/ghost writers (not to mention words and literary references can be googled -- it's not hard), but having watched interviews/videos with her where she isn't reading from a speech/teleprompter, she doesn't strike me as someone with exceptional intelligence (as measured through IQ):

1. Video of her struggling to use chopsticks, and instead of looking at the people around her for a clue, she continues to stab her food until someone says something [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8bkqM0Nll0E]
2. Confusing Cricket for Rugby (I'm not a sports fan at all, nor am I from the UK, but even I know the difference). [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6b6E4iFKjSg]
3. Confusing 'Warrior' with 'worrier'. ("I worry about literally everything... like...like...everything.") [https://www.tiktok.com/@officialkaidenhsha/video/7317176672510348549]
4. Touching fire? [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uCH_p6cxYiI]
5. Various statements in interviews, which are not necessarily incorrect, but show a lack of interpersonal intelligence such as "I didn't realize I could advocate for a community I'm not a part of".
6. Constant misunderstanding of references she puts in her songs [https://www.reddit.com/SwiftlyNeutral/comments/18owufm/am_i_being_too_critical_of_this_taylor_swift_lyric/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button]
7. Whatever this is: https://www.reddit.com/travisandtaylocomments/1d27134/was_she_drunk_af_during_this_what_was_this/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button I guess I'll give her the benefit of the doubt and say she was drunk. Though her behavior there doesn't contradict how she's been acting at NFL games, Coachella, VMAs, how she acted at the Met Gala back when she went, etc.

I'm sure people reading this thread can find other "Swiftisms" that are better than those examples, but what I'm getting at is she's never said anything profound that she wasn't reading off a card or prompter; she has never offered an original thought or said any of the $3 words she puts in her songs, or said anything that got me to think a different way or see a new viewpoint I hadn't considered. If I were to guess, I'd bet her IQ is between 98-103. She strikes me as someone within the normal range of IQ who wants to be seen as a genius. (I also think she receives a lot of credit for things; credit that her team deserves. But this is a hunch). Hell, Bob Dylan is a far better lyricist with a better vocabulary, and he has a 106 IQ.
The way Swifties talk about her, you'd think she sat around in her free time translating The Iliad, was a walking dictionary, and had mastered chess.
Gardner's Theory of Multiple Intelligences: everyone seems to think she has a great logical-mathematical and naturalistic intelligence when she's more musically and intrapersonal intelligent. I'm not sure if I'd call her linguistically intelligent because the verbal skills aren't there.
I always thought Joe Alwyn and Tom Hiddleston bored her because they've both studied literature beyond a superficial level (naturalistic). Joe studied literature at Bristol for a time; Tom was a Shakespearean trained actor. These are two well read men who appear to be curious about the world and interested in understanding art on a deep level (from what I've gathered in interviews).
Taylor doesn't seem like someone who is a deep thinker when it comes to intellectual pursuits. So why does everyone think of her the way film buffs think of Stanley Kubrick? Or literary circles think of Nabokov? Why is she, more than most pop girlies, getting the Maynard James Keenan treatment with how fans dissect her music when she isn't even superior to many of her contemporaries in terms of writing?
Why does everyone assume that because she reuses a word or phrase from another song she's saying they're related and she's weaving this great web that connects everything? Why do they assume she's constantly telling stories to the public through how she dresses or gestures? A lot of what she does seems accidental, like the 5 holes in the fence and her adopting the stages of grief fan theory.
Tl;dr: Everyone says "Taylor is smarter than Travis", but they both seem vapid and neither are anything close to intellectuals. At least with Travis we know he scored a 22 on the Wonderlic (104 IQ). We have no standardized tests for Swift.
How did the narrative come to be that Taylor is a genius?

Are wa tenshi no koe!

"Bell Nuts — Passing of the Year Festival — Reconciliation"

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Comment of the Day!!

JustAnswerAQuestion once again gets me questioning if necrophilia is all that bad.

The Toga, they are truly undead. Their flesh may not be rotting, but they are muted. Unable to speak, they are actual walking corpses.

A day late victory from RadSuit but it takes a lot to get me to watch a dub! Seriously, there is some kind of curse on The Loli Otaku rewatches to always include toilet humour.

I hope our host caught what the kids were chanting in the background here.
*"You wet the bed~ You wet the bed~"'

Zadcap returned to shill for dead Kuu again. Glad she's having fun in wall hell

So, hey, what's that inside the wall, invisible and running and laughing on the water? Well here's my theory for you in question form; What's the youngest Haibane we've seen yet? I bet the even smaller children get extra special treatment in this pseudo afterlife.

QotD

• Is it gay to give your roommate a thank you nut?
• I normally try to save questions like this for the series discussion but I'm in a Christmassy mood. Please give a nut of any colour to any other Rewatcher you've been enjoying reading the comments of or chatting with in this watch. Don't pick me, The Loli Otaku is nut free, picking your host is illegal.
• Is it really much wonder why Reki never flew after seeing her despair at Hiyoko?
• If touching the wall smites you with the grace of God, what punishment from God do you think Hiyoko received?
• What do you think about the walls interior being filled with the haunting echoes of dead Haibane?
• Final episode tomorrow!! Any expectations or answers you want?
• How will you be remembered...?

Abyssbringer's "What is the thematic purpose of this scene corner!!"

Zoospor brings us back to form with his favourite quote!!

the show focuses on deep existential themes of purpose and meaning. just as the haibane are struggling to find their purpose in gile, we are faced with finding meaning in our own lives. i love how striking this quote is, in that, it really brings you to the present moment. reminds me of a similar quote from 3.0+1, "Today is the youngest you'll ever be!". Which tbf ok it's cliche but i still love it :)

Yesterday's Prompt!

Today's Prompt!

Tomorrow's Prompt

If you strain your ears, you can probably hear it.

Armageddon Eve Written By Jensen Remmer-Riley
[Street] The TARDIS lands and the doctor walks out with Ruby. Ruby : We’re back on earth. I can visit my mother again. Doctor : (Sniffs the air) This is London. Ruby : (Crossing her arms) You can tell where we are by sniffing the air. Doctor, you are truly mad. Doctor : (Walking to a lady coming out of her house) It’s my power. Ruby : Doctor, what are you doing? Doctor : (In front of the Lady) Sorry mamme, What is the date today? Clarissa : (Takes out her earpods) What did you say sir? Doctor : What date is it today? Clarissa : 29th April 2025. She puts her earphone back in and starts jogging . The doctor goes back to Ruby. Doctor : We are in the right place at the right time. Ruby : (Hugs the doctor) Thank you so much, I’m going to see my mum! (Slowly, stop hugging the doctor ) But… Can you give me a lift? Doctor : I won’t guarantee a return to where and when we are now but you could take the bus. Ruby : It’s fine doctor, I could just take the bus or tube back home, I am in London after all. Doctor : Great, I’ll see you later then. Ruby : Goodbye doctor. Ruby walks towards the station while the doctor goes to the TARDIS, suddenly, the earth shakes violently, the doctor falls to the ground. Doctor : What the hell is happening? The shot then slowly goes down deeper into the earth, showing a massive hole, a base underneath.
[Base]
Dalek 1 : Our plan is ready for action. Going towards the big hole in the middle. Dalek 2 : The D-Bomb is ready to explode. Terag : (Standing below a big object) What is my job now master. Emperor : (Deep and Slow) Evacuate the humans! Terag : But what would we do with them master? Emperor : Three choices. Kill! Abandon! Convert! Terag : Convert. Emperor : Now set up the plan with the supreme dalek! Terag : On it master. He walks away to the supreme dalek. Emperor: (Looks at the camera) Our plan shall begin!
[Title Sequence]
[Street]
Doctor : What the hell is happening? The doctor gets up and opens the TARDIS door and goes inside.
[TARDIS]
Doctor : (Speaking to the console) TARDIS. There is something wrong, why is the earth shaking violently? (TARDIS makes a noise, the doctor sits down) Earthquake? Are you completely sure? (Makes another noise) Your detecting activity, like what? (Makes another noise) You’ve detected drilling. Drilling for what? (Makes another noise) You don’t know, well then, I’ll have to find out what is causing this ruckus. (Stands up and pulls a lever, the TARDIS starts to dematerialise) Time to find out what’s happening! (The TARDIS lands with a tremendous force, flinging the doctor back) Woah. (Stands up) Time to explore. (The doctor leaves the TARDIS, this time, everything was foggy, the trees were dead and all the houses were destroyed, no sight of humans, it was entirely empty. Suddenly, a cloaked figure appeared from the foggy area. ????? : You’ve seen what you shouldn’t have. Doctor : Who are you? ????? : (Shakes his head) I’m the survivor. Doctor : The survivor of what? ????? : You shall not be told what is not meant to be told. Doctor : Tell me. ????? : You will figure out when the time comes, doctor. Doctor : How do you know my name!? ????? : You’ll figure it out. Doctor : I think I should leave. ????? : The doctor runs away For once he will never stay A lord from Gallifrey For he will find a way. The doctor stumbles into the TARDIS, dematerialising immediately, leaving the cloaked figure behind. ????? : I’m the last of lords, for the doctor will die in Twenty four hours.
[Ruby’s House]
The door opens, ruby goes inside. Ruby : mum! I’m home! Carla runs out of the kitchen. Carla : (Crying) Ruby! Ruby : (Crying) It’s nice to see you again. Carla kisses Ruby on the head. Carla : I thought you were gone forever. Ruby : Luckily I'm here. Carla : I’m glad you’re here now. Is the doctor with you? Ruby : No, why? Carla : Look at the ceiling. They both look at the ceiling, cracked through the entire house. Ruby : What happened to the ceiling? Carla : Everything is shaking, have you experienced it yet? Ruby : Yes. The earth randomly shook, luckily i didn’t fall. Carla : Don’t tell me you’re going to leave? Ruby : I’ll stay. Where’s Nanny? Carla : Sleeping. Do you want to see her? Ruby : I’d love to. They both walk to Cherry’s room.
[Cherry’s Room]
Carla knocks on the open door, symbolizing her presence. Cherry wakes up. Cherry : I said don’t wake me up! (Looks at Ruby) Oh! My sweet child is here! Ruby runs up to Cherry and hugs her tightly. not too tight my dear, I'm a frail lady. Ruby : I’ll never leave your side again. Carla : Does that mean you're staying here? Ruby : (Turns to Carla) I’ll think about it. Cherry : She stayin’?! Carla : She said she’s thinking about it. Cherry : Good, good. Now! Where’s my bloody cuppa tea!? Carla : You were asleep mum! Cherry : But I told you to make me tea when I woke up. Ruby : (Stands up) I’ll do it for you. Carla : Nope, I’ll be doing it, you just came back, you ain’t doing any work today. Carla walks out of the room, Ruby following along. Cherry : Ah ah, you ain’t leaving. Ruby stops and goes back to her grandmother. Ruby : What do you want now? Cherry : Tell me about the man…. The doctor. Ruby : I’ll tell you a story. Cherry :Don’t make it too long, I might go back to sleep. Ruby : Fine. Once upon a time. Cherry is asleep, snoring. Ruby : Nanny! Cherry wakes up suddenly. Cherry : Sorry, old woman weakness. Ruby : Once upon a time, we found a planet named Xanth. It fades into a planet.
[Xanth]
Ruby : (The Tardis flies past) The Tardis was flying at a tremendous rate, we didn’t know where we were going, it was fate all around us. Cherry : Get to the good parts. Ruby : We found a shipwreck, (Picture of a shipwreck) it was new, no dust, sand drowning the ship in its entirety. We didn’t go inside, the doctor seemed frightened, tried to go back to the Tardis but it left. Cherry : Sounds interesting. Ruby : We were stranded. Cherry : I was stranded on the streets once. I tried to run away from home. Ha! Ruby : Nice one, next. We met with a person called Trabesius. (Trabesius appears)He was a nice guy, he checked the shipwreck for us, but he never came out. The only thing that came out were the daleks. (The daleks rush out of the spaceship.) Dalek 1 : Exterminate! Cherry : What are daleks, aliens? Don’t tell me. Ruby : And then… I don’t remember what happened, it was like my memory was erased. There was one thing I do remember, waking up in someone’s arms.
[flashback]
Ruby wakes up. Doctor : Don’t worry, you're safe with me.
[Cherry’s bedroom]
Cherry : These stories are mad. Why is he called the doctor when he isn’t a doctor? Ruby : A pseudonym. Carla comes into the room with tea. Carla : I have tea. Cherry : Here comes the party pooper. Carla : I’m fun. Cherry : Say that to a shopping trip with a hundred vouchers, that’s fun for you. Carla : Do you want tea or not? Cherry : If you don’t give me my tea I'll personally give you my own whooping. (Cherry starts laughing) Just kidding, now give me my tea. Carla hands her the tea. Cherry : Thank you child. Carla : Remember, I am fun. Cherry : Sorry, I have dementia. (Laughs) Ruby : Stop trying to be a jokester. Cherry : It’s fun. Ruby : Should I leave, you need to drink your tea. Cherry takes a sip. Cherry : Child! How many sugars did you put in my tea!? Carla : (From the kitchen) Two! Cherry : I always have three! God! Now you have dementia! Ruby : Nanny! Cherry : Sorry child. Ruby leaves the room, Carla walking into the room with a sugar cube, throws it at cherry. Carla : You're putting it in yourself. Cherry : I was going to do it myself. (Kisses her teeth)
[Kitchen]
Open the fridge. Ruby : What should I have today, haven’t eaten anything today, i’m starving? Carla : Ruby! We have shopping coming later, there’s nothing in the fridge to eat! Ruby : Ok! Close the fridge. Suddenly, the earth shakes again. Cherry : Oi! If that happens again, I'm giving the earth a spanking! Ruby : Something’s wrong.
[TARDIS]
Doctor : Something’s wrong. The doctor is sitting in a chair in the Tardis, reading a book. Doctor : A manual on how to operate a dalek, I wonder where I got this from, probably Davros. The doctor throws the book away Doctor : I need something better, how about ‘A Time Lords Tale’? (Flips to the first page.) Tale one, Seven Sisters. The best story ever. Chloe, Alice, Mary, Charlotte, Rosemary, Lizzie and Jeanne, the seven sisters of jealousy. I remember the story, one of my favorites. One sister tries to end the other because they have a better life than the other. (The doctor closes the book and throws it away) Do I have a TV in here? I do have Tardis recalls from previous adventures, I should have a look at that. (The screen suddenly appears and showcases an adventure) What adventure is this?
[Jungle]
Ghaar : Everybody run! The jungle is on fire! (Everyone starts screaming.) Dalek 1 : Inferno! Set fire to the jungle! Ghaar : They’re here! The daleks are here! The scene stops.
[Tardis]
Doctor : The Karetin tribe in the jungle of fire, that’s what I called that adventure. Ah, my memories flood every time I see or hear about my legacy. (Turns to the console) Where are we going next? (Tardis makes a noise) You don’t know, that’s your best response.
[Base]
Emperor : Daleks! Sterilize the bomb! Dalek 3 : Already on it emperor. Emperor : Complete the plan! Terag : Why do we need a bomb in the first place? Emperor : This is our second objective! If we fail our first, this is our final resort! Terag : What is the first objective master? Emperor : I shall not tell you, you haven’t earned my trust completely. Terag : I will get the spaceships ready. Emperor : Do not transport the humans! They will be our pets! Terag : What!? You can’t possibly do that! Emperor : Don’t question our Stratagem! Our subordinates shall be our pets! Terag : But I am a human. Emperor : No you are not! You come from the planet Zeos! Terag : We still call our people humans. Emperor : We target the people on Earth! We saved you! Now you shall help us! Terag : I guess, but I still don’t agree with the plan. Dalek 2 : If you don’t agree, we will send you to the dalek camp. Terag : But you are going to enslave and kill billions. Dalek 2 : No point in fighting against us, our power is greater and stronger, we can execute you before you even speak. Terag : Take me to the dalek camp then, I don’t like this plan and I don’t like the daleks. Emperor : This is a mockery of the dalek race! Our humans must be brainwashed into agreeing with this plan! Dalek 4 : We take our orders from you master. We only serve to exterminate, destroy and punish! We were never told to brainwash them master. Emperor : Shut up!
[Dalek Camp]
Dalek 2 pushes Terag into the camp. Terag : What am I going to do here? Dalek 2 : Look to your right! (Terag looks to the right) You must drag this test dalek to the testing room, you will be tied to the dalek. Terag : Fine. The Dalek holds a rope with his plunger. Dalek 2 : Tie this to the dalek. Terag ties the rope around The Dalek and tightens it upon himself. Terag : Where is the testing room? Dalek 2 : Forward, take a left, take two rights and a left and straight forward. I will follow you to see your progress, any stopping or breaks will result in punishment. Terag : But they are heavy. Dalek 2 : We don’t care. We will motivate you with zaps. Terag : (Gets zapped) Ah! Ok! I’m on it! Terag starts trying to drag the Dalek but he manages to move it a couple of inches before stopping. After that, he got zapped. Dalek 2 : Get back to work! Terag : Fine! This is worse than hell I tell you! This is worse than hell!
[Cherry’s Room]
Cherry : After 30 minutes, I’ve completed my bloody tea. Carla : Finally, I’m not making you another one. Cherry : But I want one. Carla : You aren’t getting any. Ruby goes into the room. Ruby : Mum, how many babies have you fostered since I left, the fridge seems full because of the pictures you have. Carla : I’ve fostered 17. Some for days, some for months but never a year. My favorite was Jamie Hark, an intelligent child he was. Cherry : When she says that, he could recite the ABC’s without making a mistake. Carla : Mum, shush. He could do math problems I couldn’t do. Cherry : I’ve never heard someone say they couldn’t do 1+1. Cherry starts laughing with Ruby, Carla doesn’t get what’s happening. Carla : How do you guys have such a good sense of humor? I’m not funny one bit and you crack jokes any time you get. Cherry : It’s because I have an old woman humor. Carla : (Laughing) Makes sense. Ruby : This is the best family reunion ever. Carla : Shopping will be here any moment, look after gran while I wait. Ruby : But I’m going to meet up with some friends Carla : But you just got here, I want to see more of you. Ruby : Please? Carla : Ok, you can go out with your friends, I’ll stay with gran. Ruby : Alright, see ya later nan and mum. Both : Bye! Ruby leaves the house.
[Streets]
Ruby walks out of the home, she walks to the left. Ruby : Morning Mrs Flood. Mrs Flood : Morning Ruby, nice to see you again.
[Bar]
Bartholomew : What do you want today Ruby? Ruby : I want a glass of red wine. Bartholomew : (Wiping the tables) Ok, what do your friends want? Trudy : I’ll have Beer. Girl 1 : I’ll have beer too. Girl 2 : I’ll have gin. Bartholomew : That will be £54. Trudy : That’s on me. (Brings out her card and pays for the drinks) Rubes, it’s your first time I've seen you since forever, I don’t want you to pay for your drinks. Ruby and her friends sit down at a table and start chatting away. Trudy : So… How’s life been? Ruby : Amazing, I saw some stuff with my new friend. Trudy : Like? Ruby : I can’t say. It's complicated. Girl 1 : You’ve been gone for so long. Girl 2 : Yeah Ruby, you haven’t spent any time with us since christmas eve. Ruby : It's complicated Suddenly, the earth shakes again. Trudy : Not again. It’s been happening for days, it’s really not funny anymore. The TV in the bar suddenly goes static and a voice can be heard.
[Base] Emperor : You all will be exterminated! All humans on earth beware of the force that is awaiting! For you will all feel the wrath of the daleks! The TV turns off.
[Bar]
Ruby : It can’t be. Trudy : What? What is it? Ruby : I’ve faced them before. Trudy : Faced what? Ruby : The daleks.
[Base] Emperor : Daleks! The plan is in place! All humans will be annihilated!
[bar]
Trudy : What are the daleks? Ruby : a race of death, ultimate destruction. Trudy : What a bunch of nonsense. Barista : I have your drinks, one gin, one wine and two beers. The barista puts the drinks on the table. Ruby : Thank you. Trudy : Thank you. Girl 1 and 2 : Thank you. Barista walks away.
[Dystopian Earth]
????? : I can sense it. The end has begun.
[Tardis]
The doctor suddenly wakes up. Doctor : Did I just say something? Was it my mind? (Stands up from the chair) What should I do next? I've already slept because of constant boredom. Look at space. (The doctor walks to the door and opens it, revealing himself on earth.) Since when was I here? I never landed. (The doctor walks out of the Tardis)
[Streets]
Doctor : Earth, is it still 29th April 2025? The Tardis makes a noise. Doctor : It is. Lovely. The doctor walks away.
[Outside the bar]
Trudy : This is where we leave. Goodbye Rubes, hope to see you again later. Ruby : See you all next week. Ruby starts walking away from Trudy and her other friends.
[Dalek Camp]
Dalek 2 : Have you completed your task!? Terag : Why are all of these people here? Dalek 2 : Because we need our slaves. Terag : I agree with the plan. Dalek 2 : I do not believe you. Get back to work! Terag still drags the Dalek through the cave. Dalek 2 : (Goes to another slave) Go to the emperor and beg for his forgiveness, he shall hear your scream for forgiveness! Slave goes towards the base.
[Base]
Leo : (Crying) I beg for forgiveness. Please, I don’t want to suffer anymore in the hands of the daleks. Emperor : You shall scream until your lungs and voice cannot take your screams anymore! Leo : (Crying) Please don’t do this to me? I was the survivor on Drandreggora! You killed my people in a conquest of Xanxium! You destroyed our entire race and kept us as puppets! Emperor : Beg! Leo : I beg! Please! Just let me go! I’ll bring you the seer. Kurt can help you! Emperor : Scanning. (Beam rays from its stalk) The prisoner tells the truth, you must bring your prophet over to us immediately! Leo : You aren’t using him. Emperor : You will face extermination if you do not comply! Leo : I don’t know where Kurt is now, you’d have to release me for me to find him. Emperor : We are not letting you escape, we will call Kurt down to the base. Leo : What? No. Emperor : Don’t argue with me! Daleks! Call Kurt! Leo : There’s many Kurt’s in London. Emperor : Last name chan. Leo : How did you know!? Dalek 1 : You don’t know anyone in London, in our records, Kurt Chan was one of the people who were on Drandreggora who escaped and fled. Dalek 4 : Hypnotic call progressing… Now. A wave of energy goes around the direction where Kurt is.
[Streets]
Kurt is walking along the streets, in a purple cloak and suddenly he stops. Dalek 4 : Come to us Kurt Chan. Kurt : Yes master. Kurt walks like a robot, eyes wide open and goes towards the dalek base.
[Base]
Dalek 4 : Emperor! Kurt Chan is coming. Emperor : We shall wait for his arrival! Start contacting Skaro! We need more daleks! Dalek 4 : On it. The dalek puts its plunger on the controls.
[Skaro]
Dalek 5 : We have gotten a message from planet earth. Supreme : What does the message say? Dalek 5 : Invasion fleet. Supreme : We need to send daleks to earth for the invasion. Dalek 6 : Bring the special weapons dalek for the invasion. He is well equipped. Supreme : Bring the special weapons dalek to spaceship One. Dalek 5 : How many spaceships will be launched? Supreme : 7 spaceships will be launched for each of the continents . Dalek 6 : We will get the spaceships ready for launch. Supreme : I will stay here and give you orders. Dalek 6 : We take all of our orders from the superior. Emperor dalek.
[Base]
Emperor : Keep track of Kurt! Make sure that he comes to the right place. Dalek 4 : He is near the base. Approximately 6 minutes. Emperor : Have you gotten any note from Skaro? Dalek 4 : Not yet. A message pops up. Dalek 4 : A message has just been sent from the supreme dalek. It says "We are getting ready for the invasion.” Emperor : The invasion takes place tomorrow! Today is The Eve of Armageddon, no one will expect us to come. Dalek 4 : Didn’t you just send a message to the earth via all televisions? Emperor : They won’t believe the message, it is a joke to the humans. Leo : They think everything is a joke. Emperor : Speaking is prohibited! Leo : Ok. Emperor : What did I just say!? Leo : Speaking is prohibited. Emperor : Exactly, now shut up! Leo stays quiet as he looks down to the ground. Emperor : Go back to the dalek camp! Dalek 1 and 3 plunge Leo's back as they drag him towards the Dalek camp.
[Ruby’s House]
Ruby comes back from the bar and slowly closes the door, not wanting to awake Carla and Cherry but she didn’t notice something behind her as she closed the door. Doctor : Hello Ruby. Ruby turns around to see the doctor. Ruby : What are you doing here? Doctor : Something’s wrong. Ruby : I know. Doctor : I saw dystopian earth, something bad is happening here. Ruby : You weren’t here to see the TV’s. A message from the daleks appeared: they're coming for earth. Doctor : Are you sure? Ruby : Yes. Doctor : Are you lying to me? Ruby : No. Doctor : I believe you, but I don't know what to do. Ruby : Where are you going to sleep? Doctor : Idk. Ruby : I’ll sleep on the sofa tonight, you can sleep in my bed. Doctor : No, I'll sleep on your sofa, you can sleep in your bed. Ruby : That’s ok to me.
[Base]
Kurt walks in. Kurt : You called. Emperor : You are a seer! Tell us the future. What will happen when we invade and enslave earth!? Kurt : I will have to look through my inner eye first if you want to find out what will happen in the future my lord . (Suddenly, he makes a weird noise) The earth will die in the hands of the daleks. One survivor will live in the aftermath. His name is unknown. Our earth will be dystopian for years to come. Emperor : You will tell me more when the events unfold. Kurt : Where will I go tonight? Emperor : You will be kept in the dalek prison! Kurt : Why? Emperor : You are my puppet! Do as I say! Kurt : Why? Emperor : Daleks! Set the power to maximum! The power turns up and Kurt starts to shake… then stops. Kurt : I serve for the dalek emperor. Emperor : Go to your cell! The daleks will escort you! The daleks escort Kurt out of the room to his cell.
[Cell]
The cell door opens Dalek 2 : Get inside. Kurt walks inside of the cell and the door closes behind him, locking itself. Dalek 3 : May the power of hypnotic energy compel you. Kurt : (Stumbles) Where am I? (Look at the daleks) The daleks! (Falls into the cell bed) You were in Drandreggora and now you are on earth! I thought I escaped the wrath of the daleks! Who ratted on me!? Dalek 3 : Leo Walkstomnere. Kurt : Leo! Oh I'll kill you! (Goes to the bars and rattles them) I’ll kill you! I’ll get my revenge!
[Base]
Leo : Have I got your forgiveness? Am I allowed to be free? Emperor : Ratting on someone of your own species isn’t forgivable. Leo : Please! I gave you the seer, the best thing that you could ever have. Emperor : We conquested Drandreggora for the Time Bomb. I heard that it might be on earth. Leo : Someone might have it, I'm not sure. Emperor : We will conquest earth for the time bomb. Leo : What even is the time bomb? Emperor : It can bomb history itself, we can destroy planets and people with our bomb, it can transform from one form to another. Leo : Are you mad?! Emperor : No! We want to be the only race in the universe! Leo : Kill me if you want to start your invasion! Emperor : Daleks! Exterminate him! The Daleks get in formation. Emperor : Exterminate! Daleks : Exterminate! Exterminate! They blast Leo to death, he falls to the ground.
[Ruby's House]
Ruby : Here is your cup of tea with 2 sugars, just how you like it. Hands is to The Doctor Doctor : Thank you Ruby. (Takes a sip) Delicious. Ruby : Thanks. Doctor : So, the dalek situation, does no one take it seriously? Ruby : Yes. If they knew their world was ending, we’d be in a purge. Doctor : We should warn you. Ruby : No, you’ll sound like a mad person saying the world is ending. (Sitting down) What made you come back? Doctor : The Tardis took me to dystopian earth, a cloaked figure warned me that I’ve seen what I shouldn’t have, I think that daleks will destroy earth and I have to see the future of the earth. Ruby : Are you sure, you don’t even know what year it was? Doctor : True. The doctor takes another sip of tea. Ruby : We need to stop the daleks. Doctor : But I don’t know how.
[Skaro]
Dalek 5 : Special weapons dalek. Get on the ship. The special weapons dalek goes up the steep slope. Dalek 5 : Supreme dalek! Where are the rest of the daleks. Supreme : They are on their way. Dalek 5 : They should already be here. Supreme : Do not question me. Dalek 5 : I did not question you. 4 Daleks go over to the ship Dalek 7 : We are here. We will pilot the ship. Dalek 5 : Get inside the ship. The 4 Daleks go inside of the ship. Dalek 5 : It is time for the invasion.
[Base]
Emperor : When will my transferral begin? Dalek 1 : Do not get ahead of yourself. Emperor : I will become the King of The Daleks. Davros The Second I will be. Dalek 1 : You will be the dalek king. Emperor : And I will rule over earth. Dalek 3 : Emperor! The message of the Television is making headlines.
[TV]
Trinity : Good evening everyone. Tonight while we were at home, work, partying or whatever we were doing was interrupted today by the televisions in what place. A recording by a local in Whitechapel has recorded the event. According to the video, the people with the pseudonyms of daleks have taken over the Televisions. We will all be exterminated, the biggest joke of the internet today. Our race will die, what a lie said by the hackers and jokesters. We are currently tracking the message to see where it came from. This is the Trinity Wells Show and this is Trinity Wells. Good evening everyone.
[Base]
Emperor : People think this is a joke. They should take this seriously! We are not to be played or messed around with! Exterminate the humans at once! Dalek 2 : This is good news emperor. Emperor : Why?! Dalek 2 : They don’t believe us, they will not do anything to retaliate or do anything but when we attack, it will be too late for the humans. Emperor : Good work dalek. We shall strike!
[Cell]
Kurt : Time is changing for the best For The daleks will get eternal rest Not for long as they will come back, always If the doctor doesn’t arrive, none of us survive. (He goes out of his trance) Luckily they didn’t hear that.
[Base]
Emperor : Our invasion begins with my transferral. Dalek 1 : The casing is ready. The plan is to wait until midnight. Dalek 3 : Wait until the morning, where there will be loads of people on the street who will see you rise. Emperor : Great plan. Wait for the morning.
[Ruby’s house]
Ruby : I’m off to bed, good night doctor. Doctor : Goodnight too. They both go to their separate rooms, the lights turning off as they go in.
[House]
Woman : Goodnight Ben. Ben (Child) : Night mum. She turns off the lamp and leaves the ro but before closing the door, she stands there. Woman : (Closing the door) Good night, sleep tight, don’t let the bed bugs night. The door closes, Ben going to sleep. ????? (Voice) : The whole world went dark. The next morning was the beginning of a nightmare and no one knew. The time when the doctor couldn’t save the world.
(Morning)
[Base]
Dalek 2 : We are ready emperor. The morning is here, the invasion of earth shall begin. Emperor : My transferral will take hours. Dalek 1 : The afternoon it will be by the time the Dalek transferral ends. Emperor : Then we shall begin the dalek transferral! Dalek 1 : Open the casing. The casing opens from the head.The slimy tentacles of the dalek slops out of the casing.
[Ruby’s house]
Ruby : Good morning, I’ve made you a cup of tea for the morning. Doctor : (In bed) Good morning Ruby. (Take a cup of tea) Thank you. Carla : (Walks in) Morning Ruby. Who are you talking to? (Looks at the doctor) What’s he doing here? Doctor : I’m just staying for the night, I'll be gone soon. Carla : Great, I can’t have another person in this house. Even the cracks in the ceiling can’t stand this . doctor : What crack? Carla : The shakes of the earth have cracked the ceiling just like christmas eve.
[St Bartholomew’s Church]
Priest : We need to activate the bell, the day of the Daleks is here, the massacre of 30th April 2025 begins today, they weren’t hackers, they are actual creatures. Arthur : Are you sure? How do you know they weren’t hackers? Priest : Why is the earth shaking? Something shady is going on. Reports of the shaking range from Afghanistan to Zimbabwe, this is no coincidence if every country in the world is experiencing it. It’s coming from the middle of the earth, underneath, where were the daleks in the video? A cave. They have built an underground base and they are doing something. Arthur : You’ve proven your point, ring the bell. The priest goes to the rope. Priest : Are you ready? Arthur : Yes. If you insist. The priest that’s on the rope and the bell makes a loud noise.
[Ruby’s House]
Carla : Do you hear that? Doctor : Hear what? Carla : Listen. The bell rings. Doctor : A bell. Ruby : (Walks in) I’ve never heard the bell before in my life. Why is it ringing now? Doctor : It’s the Bell of Death. Carla : What should we do? Everything is silent.
[St Bartholomew’s church]
The shot of the bell is seen sideways as the bell rings.
[End of Episode]
[Next Episode - The Five Bells of St Bartholomew’s Church]

I know this a weird question to ask a subreddit of what is likely 90% jng mains, but I am of the personal opinion that Briar should've never been predominantly a jungler and is the reason she was nerfed 10 patches in a row with no real change to her wplayrate in the jng until the most recent nerfs (at least from what I'm researched).
To give the TLDR, I think Briar was designed to have weaknesses that justified her power in-and-out of frenzy (These being her no innate regen, frenzy as a whole, and early game weakness overall), weaknesses that the jng role bypasses more than any other lane, resulting in riot trying to solve the problem by lower her stats and power as a whole when Briar wasn't the problem to begin with but rather things out of her control.
After the bruiser update I felt Briar was in a good spot, maybe needed some tweaks here and there but overall was in a good spot, a fighter that self taunts in exchange for above average stats and utility in her kit seemed fair. Riot clearly didn't agree, and proceeded to nerf her until her frenzy was granting about as much AS max level as Irelia's passive at lvl 13. Her lane and jng stats have always been weird, with jng out performing all other lanes by a large margin in both WR and playrate. Yet it never really made since to me because by all means Briar should at the very least be a decent top laner, there's nothing in her kit that says she "has" to be a jng like Kha'Zix or Ivern and is by design a bruiser brawler along the lines of Kled and/or Aatroxx.
My conclusion was that jng Briar wasn't hindered by her intended weaknesses nearly as much as lane Briar, just do to the nature of the jng allowing her to thrive more in that role to a fault. For example:

1. No innate regen? not as much of a problem in the jng because due to the jng item sustain, red buff, and the liberty to use all your abilities to farm without concern of being traded while core CD's are down
2. Frenzy? The biggest weakness of this in my opinion is being lead into bad fights and turrets when E is down and having to use your valuable E to prevent feeding, in the jgn you should be as far away from both of these while farming which means if fights do happen in your jng your kit is a lot more flexible.
3. Early game weakness? people might disagree she's weak early but I find she is very dependent on maxing her W and having atleast an item or two before trying to fight aggressively with or without her team, making her in my opinion, weakest early. The jng is pretty safe farm and xp early, invades CAN happen but they're riskier and less likely (outside of the lvl 1 invade) than just being bullied out of lane due to the aforementioned weaknesses. Even if you do get weak sided for whatever reason the jungler always has the flexibility to choose their fights without sacrificing giving free farm or turret plates like laners do. Meaning Briar can choose the fights she knows she can win with the help of teammates, bypassing her early game dmg weakness and mostly relying on her early utility and sustain.
   1. if no lanes can be ganked, you can try to safe farm
   2. if no lanes can be ganked and you're getting invaded preventing safe farm it means every lane is weaksided/lost and you most likely weren't going to win no matter where you put Briar

All of these things might seems like exact reason why she IS exclusively a jungler, because why you would you take her into a lane where her weaknesses are more pronounced when you can try avoid them completely or for the large majority in a different lane? But I don't think these are things you're supposed to bypass so easily, I feel like they were given to her for the very reason of justifying her power and without them her design fails.
Maybe I'm talking out of my a*s with all of this (and I would love to know how the jungle mains feels about it) but in my experience, this is what I concluded. Riot has always sort of operated in the "power budget" idea for balancing and designing their champs, where every champ has the same "power budget" to spend on abilities (ie riot described most characters spend most of their budgets on their ults, but in the case of blitz he spent it all on his hook which is why his ult on paper is so shit, yet he's on par with everyone else). My guess is Briar like some other designs functioned on a "loan" of power, so if every character had 100 dollars to spend on on abilities briar had 150 dollars, with her designed weaknesses acting as a return of -50 putting her on par with everyone else (on paper) more or less. Since I suspect the jungle wasn't feeling these weaknesses as much, riot saw her as having too much in her kit and kept chipping away at her benefits without much success at knocking her down a peg in the jng until her stat gains were very mediocre all the while keeping her weaknesses the same making briar actually have a hypothetical 50 dollars in power budget (following the budget analogy) when you take her out of the jng.
There's many other little things I think affect Briar's performance that is really out of her control (interactions with powerful items like eclipse, sundered sky and the viability of early healcut betwen lane and jng are some examples) but these are my main points. I don't hate junglers for playing her nor do I want her removed from jng completely ideally, but I do wonder if people agree with this, and if so how could she be balanced to close the gap between the two roles allowing her to get back to her original design philosophy of "tons of power in exchange for frenzy"
Note: I used lolalytics (emeralrd+) jng and toplane stats for my data on her wplayrate and overall performance over these season's patches, anything before 14.7 Briar's numbers were not largely affected by riot's changes in the jng, she became less OP so they did fluctuate a bit but she maintained a top tier jngler through most of it. By comparison Briar's top lane numbers have never been great, but the nerfs have always hit her harder in that lane in terms of how she's performing vs other top laners specially from 14.3 onwards putting her on par currently with weird counter and one-trick picks like Asol top.

Hi
I feel like i need to give a large amount of backstory here. I am not suicidal at this present moment however i have suffered from depression for over twenty years and the last nine years have been particularly hard. During this time though I have discovered multiple ways to pull myself out of this and they are the usual tricks; exercise, keeping brain stimulated good diet etc etc etc but what i am facing and what i believe my depression to be due to is getting horrendous and i am frequently having people making jokes about how i should kill myself and attempting to push me towards it.
Im being harrassed, abused and stalked on a daily basis, seemingly by police, military "intelligence", freemasons and various other branches of government. Not only have I had this confirmed by people in the military, but i've confronted main people involved in this and they've apologised and broken down or have given me what they know.
I've issued 9 complaints, split between my local police, my local council and the home secratary (who apparently would have had to have signed off on the types of harrassment and surveillance that they use) and had zero response. Not only do i get 0 responses, when speaking to three officers face to face (the police were called on me by an unknown person posting a video online about this) they told me there was no record of any of my complaints. I spoke to a organisation in my home town (nottingham) regarding this and they knew all to well of the types of harrassment that i was describing but told me that they are/were unable to assist with complaints regarding law enforcement etc and that i would have to hire a solicitor. i am broke. I am broke because near enough every job i've gone into since leaving the catering industry and a few before are seemingly filled with people who know exactly who i am and make a bee line for me straight off the bat, by manipulating the thoughts and opinions of people around me and doing nothing but try to hold me down and ridicule me.
It is crazy to start stating the amount of abuse and harrassment i face. Not only is the amount of abuse i face the issue, but the reason. It seems to be to do with a fire started in 1976 at st wilfrids church in wilford, nottingham (13 years before i was born) and seems to stretch all the way to the monarchy. If you think this sounds far fetched, the military, police and tax office all come under "his majesties(HM)" etc etc, meaning regardless us stating that we're controlled by government, the monarchy still runs said branches and the church... I was mutilated as a child (i knew this from about 12-14 years old and around three years ago one of the heads of the midwifry department in the hospital i was born in was arrested for having a part in over 1500 deaths and mutiliations) The types of abuse i face are vast; Car registration plates with messages from officers/undercover officers, the false conversations that are had around me constantly, the false people who get involved in my life merely to act as antagonists, i am hacked and surveilled constantly and i am let know that people watch my diary entries that i record onto my pc, at least my last two flats are repeatedly broken into, i am watched everywhere i go and seemingly inside my own flat... It seems as though every name i see on forums or content posts are a thinly veiled allegorical insult towards me...it used to be comments that were thinly veiled insults, however i would reply with some sort of allegorical insult so now it seems to be the names of posters on innocuous posts. This is the same as they used to insult me directly, however i've always been a pretty direct person so now they use allegory and groups of people because they seem to need to tell people i don't stand up for myself which i do the majority of the time, or things such as the reg plates with vehicles usually driven by the elderly or women with kids because if i confront these people it's going to make me look worse...I have actually confronted multiple people, and they give some rushed vague answer as to why they have an obvious insult towards me on their registration plate. I have also been let know twice, by people that work for the government that i have no proof and i'll be able to prove nothing. The last guy was an apparent councilor, who smiling extremely brightly said " it must be really frustrating that you have no proof". speculate all you want on my mental health but that is either a fucking wank councillor or this is another case of them attempting to wind me up. Oh and i was told by a psychiatrist that they were hoping i was going to see this as satirical...I was beaten unconscious while handcuffed one night by three riot vans full of police officers, who in the morning said it was because i matched the description of someone that was trying to break into a vehicle in a hotel car park close to where they arrested me. I don't drive and I was wearing a different coloured hoodie than the color of the hoodie they described in the morning and from what i remember, the police officer was sat on my back screaming "we know you've got something on you"...they mentioned nothing about any vehicle. I was then knocked unconscious and awoke in the morning. This is apparently what i'm supposed to find satirical. Said psychiatrist prescribed me mirtazerpine... split the letters up - mi - (r) tazer - pine...This is more of what they do because to me that equals "military intelligence tazer of the pineal gland" and it for sure made me feel brain dead and devoid of any energy therefore acting as a complete negative, so i stopped taking it after the first round. IT isa similar technique that they use with the naming of alot of drugs - co-caine...All of these organisations are based in religions and in the bible it was caine that killed able...caine killed ability...co...covert operative. weed, which we used to call theshit that grew in our gardens that strangled all the other plants... I believe that i am frequently drugged, set up to appear as shit that i'm not and the last few properties i've lived in have been repeatedly broken into. I actually fully believe that on at least three occasions they have broken into my flat/s to fuck with my cats - the reason being that i was warned that they had done this and over the next couple of days they near enough erupted in fleas and worms. They are house kittens and at the time they were around two months old. When i saw what i perceived to be a warning that they had fucked with my cats, it was another occasion where i thought, "if this comes true then this is another case of indisputable proof in my head".
I am aware, and have told people in the past that alot of this looks ridiculous. I am fully aware that people like this usually like to make their targets seem as untrustworthy/insane as possible, creating a vast amount of smoke and mirrors, such as telling me there doing this "to see how far they can push a decent man before he breaks" or that this is to do with a police officer who arrested me when i was seventeen; They arrested me for taking photos of two guys doing graffiti in an abandoned warehouse...in the interview, i told him he was talking to me like a twat and repeatedly insulted him...due to him being an overly aggressive twat that had arrested someone...for taking pictures....of two people spray painting a wall in a warehouse where we had had a party the week before, hosted by whoever the fuck. He told me they were charging me with burglary, criminal damage and breaking and entering...for taking...photos....in a warehouse that was utterly and completely trashed and had one of its ceilings caved in, was covered in graffiti and had the majority of its windows smashed in...did they think i was going to say "i'm ever so sorry". I'm not and i wont be doing, and he's still a petty piece of shit that should have been charged with wasting police time. They are also trying to make out its to do with this girl i went to school with whose father and mother are both in education and ive seen her dad leaving the freemason building which is about a five minute walk from where i live, covered in shit loads of medals and like, mr t esque chains....i was never into her...i dont think that since we left school, she would say she's been at all into me, but i dont know how it was from her side but ive had nothing but people we went to school with telling me that they think we're going to end up together, over and over and over a fucking gain. I know that she had created a fb page back back in the day, we're talking 2010 (when i discovered it) or possibly prior where she'd invited a bunch of people i know to keep tabs on me and tell her my whereabouts because i used to not respond to her messages. wtf. Oh also one of my mums best friends told me that she was trying to have me sectioned...her ex boyfriend was also sectioned. This would make alot moresense if we'd ever been together...we havent been. we hung out when we were kids and occasionally in our mid twenties. IT would be harsh to say she is nothing to me but like...i really didnt hang out with anyone from school once i left so i dont know how else to put it...There was also another website called "spicy ketchup" that was a tonne of photos of me in compromising positions (drunk etc) that was basically reeling off however much this person hated me and talking about how i couldn't "wax lyrical" and basically a tonne of insults that you could sling at any other human being. This is what i'm talking about when i'm saying that they are trying to make out it's multiple reasons but there are merely multiple reasons because they're trying to mask what it actually is. Oh and i forgot they've been trying to get me to join them for years, telling me on a ridiculous amount of occasions that i'm passing multiple tests oh and they've tried to get me to target my friends child. they told me that they stop killing me when i start killing, (killing not meaning literal murder but killing someones currently personality, which they seem to believe is a mere imprint of modern day society which conflicts with the "free" masons idea of what they think people should be...so essentially they want me to bully an eighteen year old...)i declined this bullshit offer of taking out my own torture and punching down and its obviously caused this to ramp up massively.
I could talk, for days if not weeks about everything that goes on because its about 20 shots each day. To be honest, what pisses them off them most seems to be that i keep doing what im doing and time and time again just ridicule them when they seem to think im done in. It's such a strange situation. On the one hand i faze alot of it out because i have alot of different interests, i keep myself active and i really dont give a shit about some fair weather friends/fed rat kids that wanted to do mummy and daddy proud. On the other hand i'm surrounded. at all times. stalked. harrassed. filmed. set up. physically assaulted. tortured. poisoned/drugged. Oh and more recently, since ive been complaining to the police over and over and over again and began posting youtube videos regarding what was going on, they now seem to be threatening me by telling me that they're going to fuck me if i take this to the media. I imagine that it going to be with false accusations. And why would i give a fuck? ive done nothing...therefore all they'll be able to do is slander me and why would i give a fuck about that.
There's tonnes, upon tonnes of shit ive missed out. Oh yeah this other guy i went to school with once askled me a question that i thought was strange..."would i rather have a hot woman take a dump on my chest but we were in love and together or...i forget the other question because that was the answer i chose. around twelve yearsafter this i came back from doing some travelling in europe and this couple near enoughscreamed at me "yeah well you chose for her to take a shit on your heart"...no somebody asked me a question that i thought was some sort of shit joke...no pun intended.
I am 34 and i can remember thinking something was not right when i was seven. I had a maths teacher when i was fourteen who held me back after class and told me that she had no idea what was going on but that i was intentionally being held back (i was put in the bottom group for nearly everything and my test results were constantly above average and apparently specifically for maths, based on these exams we had to do called CATS). right after this and i mean right after this, she was moved into a different class and was no longer our teacher. within a couple of months she was sacked. I have her name and i also queried all of this with my school, being one of many companies i submitted a sar (subject access request) to. They told me they had no records on me at all, much the same as the two security companies said. In my early teens, there was this guy who used to fuck with me, who i later found out was a cocaine dealer, who was the boyfriend of my mums friend. He's maybe forty-ish years older than me. He has much like the fed, shown up again and again in my life as someone seemingly fucking with me. i found out a few years ago his dad was a priest, which again, was just another "oh yeah well that makes sense" moment.
I am fully aware that i seem insane, but these people seem to be intent on deleting me from history and making it so that it even fucking looks like i dont exist. Again, this seems to be shit to do with some beef over a fucking church gazebo and for them most part, i want to know what the fuck to do. I have been speaking to mental health professionals for sixteen years and they never deem me to have any serious mental health issues, except for the guy that came with the police who wrote down that i had psychosis, which was not mentioned at all in the conversation and i believe along with the piss take medication he prescribed me and letting me know that i was going to find this funny, just thought he'd record that i was insane to further discredit me. I have mentioned this to multiple police officers and i'm on my tenth fucking complaint and i have a feeling theyre going to tell me that they have no information on me other than a couple of drunk and disorderly arrests pre nine years ago and the other two i mentioned and i have a feeling that intelligence will tell me that they can't give me any information.
Like...what do i do..? I'm an average person...i'm bright in some areas and dim in others...i'm happy sometimes i'm miserable others...im hardworking for half the time and im lazy other times...i'm creative-ish but im not a fucking slash...again no pun intended. icant see any reason that im being fucked with other than old men being stick in the mud, rapey pedo twats that are trying to keep some shit you learnatseven years old about code breaking, metaphor and simile "secret squirrel"...its not secret...it never has been, and if im as bang average or thick as you're making out i am then i probably shouldnt be deciphering everything...Again, wtf do i do about this?
p.s. ive rushed this. it doesnt seem like i have due to how long it is but this has been my whole fucking life full of being harrassed and bullied by these people.

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Chapter 1
Scene 1
Sunlight streamed through the windows of my modern apartment as I meticulously folded clothes and packed my bags, the anticipation of an upcoming trip tingling in the air. The day seemed ordinary enough until the doorbell shattered the tranquility.

Startled, I hurried to answer it, only to find Elena bursting into the house with her usual exuberance. She was a whirlwind of energy, her long chestnut hair tied back in a messy ponytail, her bright blue eyes sparkling with excitement. Her olive skin glowed with vitality, and her infectious smile lit up the room.

"Peter, what took you so long to answer?" she exclaimed, her voice carrying a mix of impatience and amusement as she took in the array of luggage before me.

I shrugged, avoiding her gaze. "Just packing for a trip."

Elena scoffed, her voice laced with sarcasm. "Immigrating, are we?" She scanned the room before turning her attention back to me. "Seriously, though, what's with all the luggage?"

I chuckled at her bluntness. "You know me, always overpacking."

She rolled her eyes, reaching for her phone and cranking up the volume on her favorite song. The heavy riff of "Passenger" by Deftones filled the room, adding a pulsating rhythm to our conversation.

Taking a seat at the cluttered kitchen table, Elena flashed me a mischievous grin. "I came to hang out with my friend. Is that a crime?"

I raised an eyebrow, eyeing her suspiciously.

Elena's laughter filled the room, unapologetic. "Okay, you caught me. I need your help." Despite my curiosity, apprehension flickered, yet her sparkling eyes drew me in. "Come on, Peter," she urged. "I promise it'll be worth your while."

"What do you need me for?" I asked, unable to resist her infectious enthusiasm.

Elena's brows furrowed, and she leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "I was hired by a family in Silverlake to find their missing daughter, Emily. She disappeared without a trace, and I've been investigating this case for weeks. But I have zero leads."

I frowned. "And you think I can help?"

Elena nodded eagerly. "You're one of the best investigative journalists I know, Peter. Your skills are exactly what we need to crack this case wide open."

"I promised my mom I'd spend a vacation with her. I leave in 2 days. I'm sorry, I cannot help you," I said firmly, my resolve wavering in the face of Elena's determination.

"In 2 DAYS AND YOU'RE PACKING FROM NOW?!" Elena exclaimed incredulously.

"Well, I've got to be well prepared," I defended with a shrug, trying to downplay the urgency of the situation.

"This will be over in less than 2 days. All I need from you is to help me identify her last known location when she disappeared and any digital data you could find linked to her disappearance. Do that for me, and you can continue with your plan," Elena bargained, her eyes pleading with urgency.

I hesitated, torn between my obligations to my family and the pressing need to help Elena solve this mystery.

"Well, you could get that from CCTV cameras and her social media, what do you need me for?" I asked, raising my voice slightly to be heard over the blaring chorus of "Passenger."

The heavy guitars and pounding drums filled the room, drowning out Elena's next words as she searched my face for a response. "Well, don't you think I tried that?" she retorted, frustration evident in her voice. "I couldn't get access to CCTV footage, and her social media revealed nothing. I need a deeper search into the digital landscape, and you're the one I trust the most with this."

"One thing is never enough for you, though. You have a way of always pulling me with you, and I really need this. My mother needs me right now. I haven't seen her since the funeral, and I cannot let her down," I said, my voice cracking with emotion.

Elena's expression softened, her eyes reflecting understanding. She reached out and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "I get it, Peter. Family comes first. But think about it, helping me could bring closure to another family who's desperate for answers."

Her words struck a chord within me, igniting a sense of duty and purpose that I couldn't ignore.

Taking a deep breath, I nodded slowly.

I grabbed a notebook and a pen, my determination solidifying as I focused on the task at hand. "I'll do it for the girl's family."

A flicker of relief crossed Elena's face, her shoulders sagging slightly as she realized I was onboard. "Thank you, Peter," she said, her voice tinged with gratitude.

"The town of Silverlake, where Emily had disappeared, was 140 miles away. It was a daunting distance, but one that felt insignificant in the face of the urgency of the situation. Little did I know, Emily wasn't the only one missing. There was a series of disappearances in Silverlake that had gone unnoticed until now."

With a shared glance, Elena and I made an unspoken agreement. We would go to Silverlake, together, to start investigating immediately.

Scene 2
As Elena and I approached the reception desk, the polished tiles of the lobby floor echoed softly beneath our steps, carrying an air of anticipation. The lobby itself exuded a quiet elegance, bathed in the soft glow of the afternoon sunlight streaming through the expansive windows. A gentle hum of activity filled the space, punctuated by the occasional rustle of papers.

The receptionist, a woman with an air of indifference, glanced up from her notebook as we approached. Her eyes, cool and assessing, swept over us before settling on Elena with a hint of curiosity. "How can I help you, dear?" she asked, her voice monotone yet tinged with a subtle edge of detachment.

Elena, undeterred by the receptionist's demeanor, greeted her with a warm smile that illuminated her features. "We're in need of a room for my friend here," she said, gesturing towards me with a nod of her head. "He'll be staying with us."

The receptionist's expression remained unchanged as she reached for another key, her movements precise and methodical. Retrieving the key, she handed it to me with a detached air. "Room 204, second floor, fourth room on the right," she repeated mechanically, her attention already drifting back to her notebook as if our presence was of little consequence.

As I accepted the key, my gaze was drawn to a striking symbol adorning the wall beside the reception desk – the Eye of Horus. Etched in gold against a backdrop of deep blue, its intricate design seemed to watch over the lobby with an enigmatic presence, casting a subtle aura of mystery over the space.

"it's all over the place in here they believe it protects them from evil" Elena shrugged, noticing my gaze lingering on the Eye of Horus.

I nodded thoughtfully, intrigued by the symbolism woven into the fabric of the hotel. "Interesting," I murmured.

With the key in hand, I turned to follow Elena as she led the way towards the staircase, the soft echo of our footsteps mingling with the hushed whispers of the hotel's guests. As we ascended the stairs.

As Elena entered the room, she immediately shed her coat and rushed to the counter, grabbing her phone. Without pause, the familiar strains of Metallica's "Master of Puppets" filled the room, blasting at an ear-splitting volume.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at Elena's predictable ritual.

"Okay, Mr. P, we have no time to waste," Elena declared over the blaring music, oblivious to my annoyance. "Grab your notebook and let's start with the case."

"Emily's disappearance was the initial focus of my investigation," Elena began, her eyes reflecting the seriousness of the matter. "According to her family, Emily was extremely close to her mother. Her life seemed to be on track, with a successful career in marketing and a new boyfriend. However, her parents didn't approve of her relationship with Matthew, citing him as a point of contention."

She paused, her gaze drifting as if searching for the right words to convey the complexity of the situation. "The police initially dismissed Emily's disappearance as a case of a young woman running away, especially since Matthew was also missing."

Elena's voice wavered slightly, betraying the weight of the uncertainty surrounding Emily's fate. "For a while, I entertained the possibility that Emily had indeed chosen to leave her life behind. But then, three days ago, another woman disappeared under similar circumstances."
"And where is Matthew?" I interjected, my mind grappling with the complexities of the case. "His friends and family filed a missing persons report on him as well. He disappeared one day before Emily. But there's no reason to think of him as a suspect, is there?"

Elena's expression darkened, mirroring the shadow of uncertainty that clouded my thoughts. "That's the perplexing part," she replied, her voice tinged with frustration. "All three people disappeared without a trace. One moment they were there, and the next... poof, disappeared as if they've been captured by ghosts."

Her words sent a chill down my spine, and I couldn't shake off the sense of foreboding that gripped me. It was as if we were peering into the abyss of the unknown, where answers remained elusive and danger lurked in the shadows.

As my mind raced, struggling to contain the torrent of thoughts swirling within, I sought desperately for patterns amidst the chaos. With furrowed brow, I turned to Elena, my voice trembling with urgency.

"Is there any connection between the third woman who disappeared and Emily or Matthew?" I inquired, grasping at straws in the hopes of unraveling the enigma before us.

Elena shook her head solemnly, her eyes reflecting the gravity of the situation. "No," she replied, her voice tinged with frustration. "The third woman is a 50-year-old, last seen exiting her workplace at the quaint bistro, La Petite Cuisine, and heading home."

The revelation sent a shiver down my spine, the realization sinking in that the disappearances were not isolated incidents but part of a larger, more sinister web of mystery. As I pondered the implications, a sense of unease settled over me, the unknown looming ominously on the horizon like a gathering storm.

"Listen, P," Elena's urgency resonated in her voice as she spoke, her words cutting through the tension in the room like a knife. "I acquired CCTV footage of Emily's last sighting, and that's what I need you for."

Without a moment's hesitation, she raced to retrieve her laptop, returning with it clutched tightly in her grasp. With a sense of urgency, she opened the device, revealing the footage of Emily walking down a seemingly ordinary square, her demeanor betraying no hint of the impending turmoil.

But then, like a sudden storm on a clear day, a police patrol car flashed across the screen, casting a shadow of doubt over the otherwise mundane scene. "That means the police have more information on Emily's last movements," I realized, a knot forming in the pit of my stomach.

In a voice tinged with frustration, Elena explained her futile attempts to obtain a statement from the police, leaving us stranded in a sea of uncertainty. It was a crucial piece of the puzzle that remained tantalizingly out of reach, teasing us with its elusiveness.

Turning to me with pleading eyes, Elena's hand reached out to grasp my arm, her wide eyes locking with mine in an unspoken plea. "I need you to secure an interview with the chief of police or any detective working the case," she implored, her voice soft but desperate. "You could still go on your awaited vacation with your mum afterward."

Her touch sparked a fire within me, "alright el I'll think of a plan but I need some rest first, maybe we could meet at the lobby after 2 hours?"

"Thank you, Peter, for real," Elena's gratitude washed over me, momentarily easing the weight of the task ahead. "Also, two hours sharp, don't be late, ey?"

I offered her a reassuring smile, my resolve firm. "I am always on time," I assured her, though a flicker of uncertainty danced behind my eyes.

"Yeah, right," Elena retorted sarcastically, her skepticism evident as she exited the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

As the door clicked shut behind her, a sense of apprehension settled over me like a heavy shroud. Contemplation mingled with reservation, and a hint of fear gnawed at the edges of my mind.
Scene 3
As Elena departed, I surveyed the room. It bore the marks of neglect, with faded wallpaper peeling at the edges and worn furniture showing signs of age. The bed, positioned against one wall, appeared tired and weathered, its mattress sagging in the middle and the sheets bearing wrinkles. Above the bed, an out-of-place symbol caught my attention once again - the Eye of Horus, its intricate design etched into a wooden plaque and mounted on the wall.

Feeling the weight of exhaustion settle upon me, I sank onto the bed, craving a moment of respite. Before I could even settle in, the insistent ring of my phone shattered the silence. With a resigned sigh, I reached for the device, noting the caller ID - it was my mother, FaceTiming me.

I answered her call, greeted by the warm glow of her smile radiating through the screen. Our exchange of greetings was laced with the gentle familiarity of mother and son.

"Hello, dear," she chimed, "So, you finally found some time to visit your old mum, did you? How kind of you."

I swallowed the lump in my throat, accustomed to the underlying reproach that often accompanied her affectionate words. "Yes, Mom," I replied, trying to mask the unease in my voice with forced cheerfulness. "I'm looking forward to spending some time with you."

Her smile widened. "Well, I'll believe it when I see it," she quipped, her words laden with a veiled challenge. "Don't keep me waiting too long now. You know how precious my time is."

"Are you calling me just to do that?" I interjected, a hint of frustration creeping into my voice.

Her brow furrowed in confusion. "Do what, dear?" she inquired innocently.

I hesitated, the words catching in my throat as I grappled with the swirling emotions inside me. "Never mind, Mom," I murmured, a wave of guilt washing over me for even entertaining the notion of confronting her.

But before I could retract my statement, her expression softened, and her voice took on a tone of vulnerability that caught me off guard. "Listen, Peter, I'm sorry," she began, her words tinged with a hint of sadness. "I just miss you. You don't call enough, and it feels like there's nothing for us to talk about. I just..."

Her voice trailed off, leaving the weight of her unspoken words hanging heavy in the air between us. In that moment, I felt a pang of sympathy for the woman on the other end of the line, grappling with her own insecurities and yearning for connection in the only way she knew how.

"I understand," I replied softly, feeling a surge of empathy. "I've been too caught up in my work, but that's why I decided to take this vacation. I've missed you too, Mom, and I really am looking forward to spending more time with you."

A genuine smile spread across my mother's face, her eyes lighting up with warmth and relief. "Oh, Peter, that's wonderful to hear!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine happiness. "I've missed you more than you know, dear. It's been too long since we've had a chance to catch up properly."

Before we could delve further into our conversation, my mother couldn't resist injecting a bit of her trademark humor. "Well, now that you're finally taking a break from work, maybe you'll have some time to find yourself a nice, not-at-all-crazy wife," she teased, a mischievous twinkle dancing in her eye.

Her playful jab elicited a hearty chuckle from me, knowing full well it was all in good fun. "We'll see, Mom," I replied with a laugh, shaking my head affectionately. "But for now, I think I'll focus on spending time with my favorite woman - you."

With a heartwarming laugh, my mother waved goodbye, her parting words carrying a hint of playful insistence. "Don't forget to keep your eyes open, Peter! You never know when Mrs. Right might come along," she quipped before ending the call, leaving me smiling at her enduring humor and unwavering love.

As she hung up, the old bed's worn embrace felt oddly inviting. I sank into its tired folds, finding unexpected comfort in its familiarity, and drifted into a well-deserved sleep.

Scene 4

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The sound of my alarm rang, and I half-opened my eyes, seeing only in black and white. I hit snooze and repeated the process five times until I finally woke up. I hoped Elena wouldn’t get mad at me for being late. The bed squeaked as I got up, and I hastily washed my face. As I turned on the water tap, I noticed water droplets leaking from the sides.

"Jeez, this place needs serious renovations," I muttered to myself.

I walked to the lobby, only to meet Elena.

"Hi, El," I said, bracing myself for Elena to scold me for my lateness.

"Hello, Peter," she replied in a low voice. She seemed to be staring at a void behind me, her face expressionless and still. I took a step closer to her.

"El, you okay? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, all is good. Uhm, weren't you supposed to leave for a trip to see your mom?"

"Well, yeah, in two days. I'll help you with this thi—" I began, confusion visible on my face, but Elena interrupted me. Her voice was firm, yet she avoided making eye contact.

"No, Peter, it's fine. I've thought about it, and I don't need your help anymore. You can go."

"I am not your toy, Elena. You can't just make me travel with you and then ask me to leave before I even get the chance to do anything," I snapped, my anger blinding me to the obvious. There was something Elena was hiding, and I needed to be calm to understand what was going on.

I tried to salvage the situation by apologizing and reassuring her that I was by her side, but it was too late. Elena's eyes welled up with tears. "I'm sorry, but please, Peter, leave. Go on your trip," she said, storming out of the lobby.

As she left, I noticed a necklace with the Eye of Horus dangling around her neck. Why does Elena wear this, and why is this place filled with an ancient Egyptian symbol? I froze, unsure of what to do. As I ran after Elena, desperation gnawed at my insides. She wasn't in front of the lobby anymore. I hopped into my car and started scouring the streets, telling myself she couldn't have gone too far.

I drove down every street, checked every alley, but Elena was nowhere to be found. Panic rose within me, and my breath quickened as I frantically tried to contact her, only to find her phone out of service.

Finally, I parked in front of an old bar. It was midnight by now, and the place was bustling with people. As I entered, I was greeted by a middle-aged man with a full beard. "Hey, newcomer, welcome to the Allure Bar," he slurred, his breath heavy with alcohol. He introduced himself as Michael Convivial, the owner of the bar, and offered me a shot on the house since it was my first time there.

"I didn't come here for the drinks," I said, the song 'What Am I to You' playing softly in the background. I showed him a photo of Elena, and he instantly recognized her, laughing as he muttered something I couldn't quite catch.

"That crazy girl who still hopes," he said, his speech slurred. He mentioned that he last saw her two days ago.

As I stepped out of the bar and headed towards my car, a ping from my phone startled me. It was a message from an unknown ID, accompanied by a chilling photo. In it, Elena lay unconscious, her Eye of Horus necklace smashed beside her. The caption sent shivers down my spine: "Listen to Elena, outsider. Get out of Silverlake and don't get involved in a fight you've got nothing to do with."

Dread washed over me as I stared at the image, my mind racing with questions.

As my fingers moved almost of their own accord, typing out a message, my mind raced with a mixture of fear and determination.

"I don't know who you are, but I will soon, and I will make you pay," I wrote, my fingers trembling slightly as I pressed send. "You've made it personal by kidnapping Elena, and I won't let you hurt her even more, you hear me?!"

Tears welled up in my eyes as I stared at the screen. I never knew I cared for Elena this deeply until this moment. The thought of her in danger filled me with a sense of fierce protectiveness, driving me to do whatever it takes to bring her back safely.

So me & this girl met in our university class, she was a transfer student that decided to come over to my university for a semester to experience what it was like, I didn't think much of her at first but we got closer as time went by, but unfortunately the day came where she had to leave to go back home, I even drove her to the airport just to spend a little extra time with her, we would just spend hours & hours talking and I thought we had a real connection here, thing is after she moved away she got distant a little, I noticed things like how she'd never text first, while I would occasionally find things to send her just to have something to talk about, as time went on I feel even more head over heels for her, until at one point I had the opportunity to fly over to where she was for a holiday, and she agreed to meet up, and when we met it was like electricity, it all clicked again and that spark I originally felt came back, the entire time that I was there we just texted more and things were back to normal, that was until I had to go back. We live on the opposite ends of the world, and yeah sometimes it gets hard finding things to talk about, I recently went there again and did the whole meeting up thing and it all went great again but l was afraid of ruining the friendship to tell her how I felt. It's just whenever we're together I feel like there's something there and I love that feeling but when we're apart it seldom appears, she's usually quite busy as she's working full-time but she offers to reschedule and give actual options to when she's available instead of having me just trying again and again to see if she's free. I just don't know if this is something I should keep going for, on the one hand I adore this woman & desperately want her but as some of my friends have told me it doesn't seem like she's interested in me, while others have told me to just tell her how I feel. I just feel lost right now and was hoping to get some additional opinions.
(Also do wanna note that I am moving to that country to further my education, so the distance won't be as mur' of a problem later on)

The level of unhinged bandwagon. This is coming from someone who is a veteran who doesn't trust the government. I have tools of resistance but I forget the sage code because swords exist. Im an autistic member of LGBTQ+. I am also a person who had theology and religion as well in regard to sociopolitcal patterns of oppression and manipulation. As an amature Theologist. YOU can't actually pick a side in religious extremism. You can't. There is no side. They are fully intent on destroying one another. Period. This war is between the sons of Abraham. PERIOD. Both sides will terrorize, murder, tape and pillage to survive. As an amature theologist and historian. The UN had zero business deciding that the zionist Jewish state had claim to Jerusalem. Even if it was a safe place for the Jewish people to find refuge after WWII. Also. The Jewish people seem to be making the same mistake on repeat. You were offered your warrior. The one who would free you. You denied him. That's fine you are forgiven. Forever. Christians stay the fuck in your lane. You showed up late to this party. Muslims your prophet spoke highly of Jesus as have many other religions as far as I've read. I'm not saying any one way is the way. Because that is ignorant to assume. But there is no side in a religious war. The crusades proved that. Wake the fuck up. Your stupid white asses on college campuses assaulting Jewish people hold thier flags. Free Palestine. Remove the lion leadership. They are literally feeding thier neighbors to the war machine. You are feeding your neighbors to a war machine. You are playing at Woodstock and Vietnam. You are repeating it. Open a book and go to class. For fuckssake.

chapters 1&2
chapter 3
chapter 4
chapter 5
chapter 6
chapter 7
chapter 8
chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
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Gentry’s sweet cravings were getting out of hand.
The last time she had a proper dessert was almost a week ago, and if she had something to say about it, no amount of saccharine text exchanges with pretty boys was going to replace a good old sugar rush. A couple of days ago Sereen treated her to the sweetest snack she could get with her status and that piece of dried fruit was nowhere near enough to satisfy G’s sweet tooth.
So many vending machines and eateries, but not a single good bakery? Hell, even a crappy one would do at this point! She had to hunt down some glucose tonight.
After Sereen’s initial tour around the city, she went off leaving G to explore the city on her own. It was getting easier and easier. With the auglasses on, finding her way around proved pretty intuitive, not in the least thanks to the distinct chessboard-like layout of Ashtapada. Each district had a letter-number label. By remembering one’s “square code”, one could find their way back on foot or by cab in no time wherever they found themselves.
Gentry spent hours exploring the wide walking streets and little nooks that offered yet another glimpse into Ashtapadan reality. She once stumbled upon a bookshop with nothing on the shelves but blank-page tomes. The shopkeeper asked her what she was looking for and after finding out the she was a Newcomer, explained that it was a book-on-demand type of place. She would place an order for a story and he would write it for her in a matter of days.
What confused her most was the snow-white buildings of the city. Despite being made with rough porous concrete, they were drowning in lush greenery that sometimes looked like it nearly chocked the structure. Each had the same distinct feature, though, that made them all look unfinished: however tall or short was the building, the top floor always looked under construction. Though there always were the omnipresent hounds on each of the working site, there were never any cranes or scaffolding visible. The obliging auglasses offered G the answer: everything from the smallest houses to the few high rises was essentially self-producing! From what little she understood reading about this advancement, the carbon in the atmosphere was captured by special aerial filters and dissolved in some water. It later went through the pipes in the buildings’ skeleton-like armature and got sprayed on. As the water evaporated, the carbon solidified into neat coral-like blocks that formed the walls and other structures.
Well, that explained why the fumes she saw on the outskirts smoked backwards!
It was getting dark and the orderly streets came alive once G engaged her glasses that revealed the digital underside of Ashtapada again. Every business had a modest sign in the physical world that didn’t stand out on the angular facades. But there also was a hidden bright animated augmented-reality one that could compete with Broadway neon in brightness.
Signs like these weren’t just decorating the facades: the 3D ones flashing on the ground filled almost the whole field of view, too. They looked amazingly enticing in the evening dusk. Information stalls with digital assistants, huge arrows pointing at meeting points, temporary signs inviting strangers to join a club gathering — Gentry was going to gawk at every single one tonight. She came up to some of them, waving hands in the air to try and touch the flickering lights, not caring what she looked like from the outside. Ashtapadans seemed a very relaxed bunch, not putting their noses in others’ business, which felt liberating. Noting how other people in the streets interacted with 3D service bots, G came up to one of them, too.
“Hello, Gentry, how can I help you tonight?” it chirped. The hologram looked like a cute animated girl with an elaborate pink hairdo. “You can ask me a question directly or say “What can you do” to access the list of commands.”
“Hi!” G said. “Do you have a name?”
“You can call me Yukio,” it responded with a little curtsy. “I can answer any questions, show you around or chat about anything!”
Any question? It must know where the desserts were sold! On second thought, wasn’t there something more important than that? Something that brought G here in the first place.
“I’m looking for a person named Exxy Mah,” she said to the patiently smiling girl. “Is there a citizen or a newcomer with this name?”
“There is!” Yukio answered, gleefully jumping in the air. “Exxy Mah is a famous Ashtapadan, she is an advocate for healthy living. You might have seen her on posters and screens around the city.”
The woman in the picture the assistant conjured up floating in thin air showed an elderly woman. She was looking very fit for her age but it clearly wasn’t the Exxy Gentry knew.
“Hmm... That’s not her...” G said. “There has to be another.”
The girl suddenly looked on the verge of tears. “I’m sorry! It’s the only one in Ashtapada! No other Citizens or Newcomers are registered by this name!”
Did her friend change her name then?
“A friend of mine should’ve arrived here last year under the same name. Can you check where she is now?”
Yukio’s helpful attitude fell apart in an instant. Her posture became stiff like a 3D model she was and a voice void of any emotion informed, “Personal data on people of Ashtapada, including their whereabouts is protected by the privacy laws of the city. Please rephrase your search.”
A blink later, the same cute Yukio was standing in front of G again.
“Can I help with anything else?” she smiled.
Was there a way to ask this dummy in a way that would give her at least a hint about her friend?
“Ok, Yukio,” G attempted. “When did the famous Exxy Mah you mentioned arrive at Ashtapada?”
The girl flickered into a wooden statue again, “Personal data on people...”
“Ok, ok, I got it,” G waved. “Bring back the friendly assistant, you creep me out.”
“Can I help with anything else?” the model went again.
G sighed.
“Is there a place a newcomer can get something sweet, a chocolate or a cake perhaps?”
Yukio gasped indignantly, “Ashtapada has a very strict policy on stimulants! You can’t legally buy any tobacco, alcohol, products with added sugar and other such substances!”
“Such substances!” G hollered, forgetting for a second that she was talking to a lifeless simulation. “Sugar is completely harmless! It’s good for your brains you know! Can I at least ask a Сitizen to get me a snack?”
The girl crossed her arms in defiance.
“You can’t buy any dessert in Ashtapada, whatever your status, the law is for everyone. No refined sugar!”
G thought for a moment, rewinding their conversation in her memory.
“Did you say I can’t buy sugar legally?”— Gentry perked up — “Is there a black market of sweets I can go to?”
“A black market of sweets!”
Yukio stared. It was clearly the first time she had had to deal with this particular word combination. It took her a second or two to process the request.
“There’s no black market of sweets in Ashtapada,” she stated, confidently, at last.
“Ok, pinkhead,” G said, rolling her eyes. “I guess it took all candy floss in Ashtapada to make that hair.”
Annoyed at the assistant, she stomped through the bright neon figure in front of her and into the pedestrian street now full of people.
If there was a place with some glucose in this stuck-up place, she was going to sniff it out.
***
The hunt wasn’t of much success. After watching a street performance by a group of dancers, listening to an impromptu debate and taking part in a couple of opinion polls, Gentry finally felt that it had been a little too much. Even with the auglasses disengaged, he noise, the people and the boisterous crowds in the streets seemed to pour light and sound directly into her brain in an endless stream. It gave her a headache.
Calling up a map from her wristcomm with an already practised motion, she marked a place nearby that looked much quieter and had a swarm of vending machines, too.
Screw the sugar, she just needed some water now.
The place was indeed quite secluded. The narrow street started on the edge of the bustling zone she just left but didn’t seem to cut into the living district. It wasn’t used by many people, but, to G’s surprise, it seemed to be used by hounds, scurrying back and forth with parcels, trash bags and other loads of lesser identifiability.
Perhaps this little alley was shared by humans and these tireless little helpers over the course of the day? The hounds would make use of it in the night but workers would walk it to leave the residential area when the sun was up? That would explain the line of vending machines along both sides, with their tempting lights that invited to at least take a look.
Sadly, their insides weren’t as tempting as the signs promised.
G walked past the rows of healthy corn-based snacks, rows of dried fruit packets, lines of non-edible stuff like auglasses upgrades and finally ended up in front of a drinks machine. It immediately identified her by scanning the device on her wrist and merrily chimed a hello. G frowned. The few options that were available to a newcomer with an embarrassingly low status like hers immediately got illuminated, hiding more enticing bottles and cans in relative darkness.
No need to rub it in, you soulless beast!
But... there was a can that looked a little sweeter than others. Perhaps it was because of its sickly-pink colour, or a pattern vaguely reminding of chewing gum printed along its rims together with the fact that it was unavailable to pheasants like her, but something told Gentry that it probably was it. A sweet drink she was after.
Or, at least, sweetish.
Against better judgment, she tapped the touchglass to order it.
Nothing. The little screen insisted that she must choose what was available.
She scanned her comm again.
Nothing.
She engaged the little flashlight in her glasses and looked at the can more carefully.
Was it... a little askew?
It definitely was.
Its lower rim was half-hanging in the air, the release mechanism lazily holding it in place.
A good shove...
A good shove would probably drop the can down.
Wouldn’t it?
G looked around and immediately felt a pang of guilt.
She hadn’t done anything, officer!
Yet.
No people, just a couple of smaller hounds rhythmically clip-clopping along the dim alley.
Should she?
The can looked at her from behind the glass like a captive princess, waiting to be rescued from the agonizing imprisonment. Someone to grab its slender body, deflower it with a skilled motion and drain its sweet nectar in a couple of gulps.
Hang in there, my sweet prize, your saviour is coming!
Another hopefully inconspicuous glance around confirmed there were still no people in the alley.
Gentry stepped to the side and leaned on the machine, estimating its weight.
Not too bad.
She leaned in heavier, feet pushing into the ground, legs and back straining against the cool metal.
A little more, and...
One of the little hounds stopped and looked G over, like a dog that saw a little furry animal that could be torn apart.
What, little buddy? Just taking a break. Is it against the law to lean on vending machines?
Gentry urged the walking robot to move along with a little shove of her foot and immediately felt a little bad when it obediently left without making much fuss.
Why the guilt? It wasn’t like she kicked the little guy!
Still, Gentry felt emboldened by the little victory against the mindless machine.
Surely, the frigid castle that held her sugary princess shouldn’t be of much trouble either.
With a renewed wind in her sails, she stepped back a couple of meters and slammed her whole body into the automate that answered with a promising clanking. Another good push and the visual assessment confirmed that the pink princess was nearly saved. Gentry smashed into the box one last time and the can that she longed for finally jangled down and into the pick-up box.
Gentry’s exhilaration lasted only for a second, however. Before she could retrieve the can she lusted after, something much bigger than a modest dog-sized carrier hound filled her field of vision. A larger four-legged robot that also had something fastened on its back and belly. It stood motionless, its front camera glinting in the uneven light like a bird of prey’s, watching G as she stood up after the impact, unsure what to do.
Was it a police hound or something? Unlikely. There were no marks on it that would identify it as such. What was its problem then?
It’s alright, mate, be on your way now.
G slowly moved her hand towards the pick-up box and almost grabbed the cool can when the hound gently shoved her hand aside with its boxy head.
What’s your problem, pal?
Gentry considered if it was worth it being accused of theft so soon after arriving at Ashtapada. Was it really that bad though? She could always claim it just dropped there by itself.
She pushed the hound’s stump of a head back, covering its camera with her palm, reaching for the can again. This time, as if blinded by her hand, the hound didn’t do anything to stop it.
Ah, easy. These machines were too dumb.
Gentry stepped back, completely sure that the matter was settled, and popped the can open. Its sweet scent filled her nostrils with a seductive promise. But the hound had other plans. Once his camera was uncovered, it seemed to focus on the offending drink again and made to awkwardly sway its head to kick it out of G’s hands.
Excuse me? What about the Laws of Robotics, mate? Rings a bell?
It wasn’t hard to dodge the clumsy assault, but the sheer size of the robot made G uneasy. If it seriously wanted to harm her, it could just stomp on her foot and shatter the bones there like fragile glass.
Better get out of here then.
Finally making a sip of the promising nectar, Gentry moved back towards the light opening of the alley, flanking the beast at a respectful distance before scrunching her face in disgust.
Shit! The drink wasn’t sweet in the slightest! It was all a lie! Vile flavourings! She was cheated! Her lovely princess lured her with a siren’s song and stabbed her right in the heart!
Disillusioned, G gripped the can tighter as if in retaliation and picked up the pace.
The hound wasn’t having it though. Surprisingly agile on its metal hooves, it appeared in front of Gentry, blocking her way out. The robots usually looked more like docile cows or donkeys, especially when they were loaded with cargo, but this one, now... looked like a real hound. Its posture suddenly squat, the camera glinting once again, it definitely wasn’t going to let the transgressor go that easily.
Shit, shit! Had it seen her face? Had it scanned her comm? Was she going to prison now?
Panic rose in Gentry’s brain like a suffocating wave.
Run? Return the can back? It wasn’t even good enough to be worth the trouble!
Tentatively, without turning her back on the beast, G made a couple of steps back to escape in the other direction but the robot matched her stride, his dark presence looming in the narrow pathway.
Something like this had happened before. A similar quiet spot in her city. A similar evening that started off great but ended in a disaster. The same impending danger, the same feeling of helplessness, a similar... weapon in her hand?
Right. The brawler that attacked her and Pete at The Clockface was human and was taken down by some boiling hot water, and this hound also had eyes. Only one in fact. And if the can is sturdy enough...
Brace yourself now, my princess, it’s time for sacrifices.
With a well-aimed swing, Gentry launched the can into the thin glass of the hound’s camera eye, turning to run for her life at the same time. A crashing sound proved that she succeeded but there was no time to check what the robot would do next. As usual, the time seemed to stretch into a sickening slime and her legs didn’t feel real, but G knew that outside her reeling head everything was moving properly so she had no time to lose.
Run away, mix into the crowd, save your hide.
Feel worthless later.

I never thought I’d be in such a cliche situation, but I recently started working the front desk of my local gym, and actually personally signed up the guy I’m interested in. I am willing to stake a lot on my intuition (and have successfully in the past), so at least in my perception he’s trying to come off as friendly and at least platonically interested. I’d noticed that the days I’m working, he comes in before my shift ends at 10pm (I workout after working and workout on evenings I’m free anyway so on those days he’s just coming in as I’m leaving after 10/11pm ). There was also a time he needed to pay off his balance, he said he’d just come in the next day to pay it off but he ended up waiting until two days later when I worked that shift again to pay it off.
I’m wondering if there’s any not too awkward way of approaching him and asking to hang out or be friends or something? Considering that as a front desk person I technically have access to a lot of his personal info ( which I am very mindfully ignoring bc I don’t want this to turn into a situation that looks like YOU or Baby Reindeer lmao), I’m aware that there is a bit of a power imbalance because of that. I promise I only looked at his info to find out if he was the appropriate age to be interested in lmao 😂
Throughout my life, the way I’ve dressed and looked always made ppl assume I’m a lesbian or something, so I haven’t had much experience in approaching or being approached by guys. At the same time I’d like to trust my intuition and not miss an opportunity to meet a new person at the very least just because both parties were worried about being nonchalant and taking the path of least resistance.
I’m really about to use kindergartner tactics and just say “Hey, you seem nice, do you want to hang out/ be friends?”, if no better option is presented lmao, but honestly I think we need to revert to that as a society at this point anyway. If I should leave it alone too then I’ll consider your point but only if it’s well constructed 😂. Thanks for helping out!

So I loved open beta, I main GnW in smash ultimate and in general loved how floaty open beta was and was pretty salty open beta wasn't piling into just release and they closed up shop for a year, but OK, fine, you do you, with all the mergers maybe that will end up being a good thing to sort of revert to a pre-rev state, blah blah. I was willing to wait.
I play smash less frequently than I used to but just had a small local tourney over the weekend. I also spent a few hours today playing the pre-launch training mode a bit to just feel it out, as I had heard it was slower.
So playing from launch, not only does it feel a good deal slower, the hitstun seems MUCH longer which I don't mind on it's own, but with the slow down in general makes 1v1 feel like a slog, and the one obviously open beta shaggy I played circle camping to charge a little bit at a time was miserable with the slowdown - it's not like he's faster but we're ALL slower, so little things take longer. It doesn't exactly ruin the game but I often spent very little time frustrated in open beta, but I was finding some players very frustrating to deal with - the slower it is, the more annoying getting combo'd or juggled feels, as well.
The camera is atrocious. Like mario64 levels of bad. How did this happen? How did no one say "hey, maybe let's have a classic camera option?" Player1st, you know this is why people do betas, right? To gather feedback? You really should have GATHERED FEEDBACK on changes like this. It's disgusting and no one likes it. I'd REALLY like to be able to zoom out. I was playing a tom and jerry online and flat out could not see his jerry. I don't think he could, either - so it's hard to believe this game saw appropriate testing as this should have been dead obvious.
It also feels like I can feel the controller buffer sometimes, but it also ignores me? I can't quite put my finger on it but it often feels like jab-jab jump dair or similar type of setups "miss" the jump input and just finish the jab. I'm not like a top tier MVS player but jake jab to aerial or jab jab jump nair was working just before today's launch - but even when it "misses" it'll finish out the combo over 2 seconds or whatever if I just tap it out quickly. so it seems like it buffers a lot of inputs, but not all movement inputs, or something significant changed with how cancelling moves works.
I don't understand some of the menus. I can select custom perks, but I don't use them? Where are custom perks used, if not unranked 1v1? In general it's a lot denser in information, but mostly representative/presumptive information and hovering with mouse doesn't give much detail, which it should.
I'm not clear exactly why I have 80k perk currency or 30 fighter passes and would appreciate a breakdown of why I have these/where from etc.
Dash attacks seem cool so far, but instant dash attack does not work like it does in smash, which is annoying but minor.
As many others have said, removing all characters from use in the lab/offline play is terrible. You are hurting a tiny tourney scene that can be a massive scene if the game does well, and preventing players from trying out characters they don't have and talking themselves into spending money to unlock the whole roster so it's hard for me to even grasp this decision.
Open beta had an offline mode, why not prepare that for release? Since nearly every game on earth cakes it's pants trying to properly predict server load and even with that information in mind it still happens somehow (seriously, why?) maybe consider a failoveoffline play mode to at least allow players to futz around in a lab/offline play type thing? Basically what open beta was 2 days ago, totally offline training mode with the new engine. It's a free to play game, what are people going to do, pirate it? Why does it even need always online?
Overall I'm happy to be playing again, but I really don't think ending open beta was about anything other than stemming the bleeding on the player numbers crashing. Not only that but the time taken to retool the game seems to have overall made the experience worse, and at best even the contrarians ranting about how everyone is so negative are ambivalent about the changes and saying it's "still fun" rather than much improved or anything. I hope it does not spell doom for the whole thing as I do think the game in it's previous state felt delightful and just really nailed the physics and speed and I hope we end up returning to that a bit.
Those are my thoughts I wanted to type up to kill 30 minutes while I wait for it to come back :)

It’s exactly like how it sounds. I came home from a deployment six months ago. I live in a townhome. Unit to our east was sold in summer 2022. Didn’t notice anyone for most of the year. I came home in late 2023 and noticed an older man finally moving in. I later find out he’s a retired pastor that has a retirement property in Florida he travels between.
A week after I got home, I started to notice two junky cars. Thought maybe he had relatives visiting. The junky cars were filled to the brim with stuff. Neighbors started complaining. They gathered information and complained to the HOA.
Basically, my pastor neighbor took in a homeless woman. She kept parking her two run down cars (I mean, I’ve owned old cars before and don’t have a problem with them) in guest spots longer than allowed. She also will go outside on warm days and walk around the neighborhood, which isn’t a crime. She’ll talk to herself a lot. She walks her cat sometimes. She’s kind of smart enough to stay inside when we are outside. Doesn’t really bother us, her only neighbor. But everyone else has issues with the two cars and her wandering around due to optics. We never made a complaint.
The only issue I have with her is she started feeding animals. I think she started leaving out bread for birds and squirrels. It actually has attracted raccoons. We have a different neighbor that has an outdoor cat and I really would hate for anything to happen. Maybe the other issue is idk why a homeless woman has two run down cars, she would theoretically sell one. But none of my business.
Do I think she shouldn’t be here? Idk. It’s a free country man. Pastor neighbor can theoretically take in whoever he wants. Another neighbor took in their adult child. Imagine if people started bitching about that.
Also, what’s the game plan? Is she searching for work? Maybe it isn’t my business. Oh well.
So yeah that’s my experience with a homeless neighbor so far.
EDIT: I just want to clarify. I have mixed feelings about her being here. On one hand, dude owns the unit and has every right to let whoever he wants to stay here. On the other hand, it’s annoying to live next to someone that technically shouldn’t be here. I’m quite neutral about it.

Hi! My name is Lucy, and I'll be your Storyteller for this game. I’m looking for 5 players to join a new chronicle that's set in the city of Dallas, Texas.

• Sessions will run weekly on Saturdays from 6-10 PM CDT (UTC-5). This time is non-negotiable. (https://mytime.io/6pm/CDT)
  
• The system is Vampire the Masquerade 5th Edition, and the game will be run on Foundry. We’ll be using Discord for voice chat.
  
• This chronicle will be a pretty ideal start if you’re new to Vampire the Masquerade/World of Darkness, as your character will start off knowing nothing about the lore.
  

Summary
You were just a normal human living a normal life. You knew nothing of the horrors lurking in the shadows. Then, one night, everything went black.
You awoke in the wilderness, with a hunger for blood. Surrounded by strangers in the same situation and with no sire to guide you, can you learn to survive and thrive in this monstrous state? Or will you be swept away by political machinations, centuries-long conflicts, and the modern-day inquisition?
This chronicle will follow your character as they are thrust into a horrifying situation, and become slowly introduced to the Masquerade and greater kindred society. Along the way, they’ll struggle to maintain their humanity, as well as whatever remains of their old life.
This is a very open-ended and character driven story, though there are significant plot elements running in the background that will reveal themselves in time.
About the System
Vampire the Masquerade 5th Edition is a very rules lite and narrative heavy system. While this chronicle will likely feature more combat elements than usual, combat itself is not the focus.
The mechanics are very much based around your character’s slow descent into inhumanity as they’re overtaken by their primal hunger for blood. Though there’s plenty of nice powers that come with that hunger. And just because they’re a monster, doesn’t mean that they can’t still find success and achieve their goals.
Other Notes

• All of the major clans are allowed, and bloodlines may be allowed on a case-by-case basis. (There's a very specific reason why your character was embraced, so just want to make sure it'd fit within the lore.)
  
• The tone will likely be dark and depressing overall, though as a person I’m fairly laid back and I like to make silly jokes here and there.
  
• Players MUST be LGBT+ friendly. Out of character prejudices of any kind will not be tolerated.
  
• Your character will be expected to be loyal to their new group, though I will allow some character vs character conflicts if both players consent.
  
• Though I am fairly knowledgeable about the lore, I will probably get some things wrong here and there. Feel free to let me know if I do, but please don't make a big deal about it.
  

To apply for this game, please fill out the form below. If I think you'd be a good fit for this chronicle, I'll add you on Discord and schedule a quick chat to see if we vibe well.
https://docs.google.com/forms/d/100Wo8lVPBIP6R7JaUwUpBtkP-agsOKnUdrxd-LP2ScU

A few months ago, right before Valentine’s Day, we had a parcel delivered. It was addressed to “Miss Honey Badger” and had writing on the outside that said “Open Valentines Day!”
(We’re in the UK so had to google honey badgers and seriously WTF- NOT a romantic animal. Anyway, each to their own.)
Present in the house are me (50F), husband (49m), Daughter (17F) and Son (12M). None of us recognised the honey badger name. There was no sender info in the box at all- just our address and the name “Honey Badger”.
We left it in the utility room. The hope was that whoever sent it would realise it hadn’t arrived, check the address they used and come round and claim it. It got buried under some stuff and we found it 3 weeks later.
Decided to open it- worried it might be perishable and to see there were contact details inside. Inside there were no sender or recipient details of any kind- just a selection of still wrapped expensive sex toys thrown into a shoe box and a lot of lube. All a bit awkward as the kids were there. I discreetly asked daughter if she perhaps had a friend who might have sent it, but as she briskly pointed out her friends didn’t have hundreds of pounds to send her sex toys anonymously. (She added “sadly” which was disconcerting.)
Anyway, we hurriedly packed it up again and wondered what to do. The half opened parcel lurked awkwardly back in the utility room.
Husband had a brainwave. Right about Valentine’s Day new neighbours moved in. Say we’re house number 24, they’re house number 42. They’re a very nice same sex couple and one is from North America- home of the honey badger. Husband decides the parcel is theirs, as the moving dates align and the numbers obviously got transposed.
His plan…. to sneak round to the new neighbours house and leave the box on their doorstep. I told him not to be so stupid. Can you imagine being a lesbian couple and looking on their ring doorbell footage and seeing a shifty looking husband leaving an open box of sex toys? Bad enough if it was meant for them because it’s open, utterly bloody horrific if it’s not for them and their weird neighbour is leaving a box full of toys under cover of darkness.
Hard no. Husband acknowledges that he hadn’t properly thought through the ramifications. Box remains in the utility room.
It’s still there. We were talking to nice new neighbours recently and they were complaining about how much their mail redirect from their old place was costing. They still need it as they run a small business. Then they mentioned that the redirect would have worked better if they’d have put the right address down the first time. Apparently they put our house number down! They changed it after a day or so but had we ever got any mail for them?
Terrible awkwardness. There’s no way we can give them the box. It’s been opened and we can’t hide that. Anything else we’d be able to pass off as, “we opened it to find recipient or sender details and to check it wasn’t perishable” but the presence of the lovehoney womanizer plus accoutrements makes it potentially very embarrassing.
Husband is triumphant. Apparently he was right all along and I should have let him don a balaclava and leave it on their step, but I was genuinely trying to stop what could have been perceived as a hate crime.
Now we’ve got their stuff and don’t know what to do and apparently it’s my fault.
I’m now saying we should throw it out or donate it. The opportunity has gone. We’ll feed their cat for free or something when they go away. Husband thinks we should fess up and take it round. However they’re pretty private and not very demonstrative in public and they could be mortified. Don’t know what to do.
AITAH for not giving our neighbours back their sex toys that were mistakenly sent to us?

Hi, I'm a 32 year old guy from the Netherlands. I'm laid-back and easygoing and I prefer living a life as stress-free as possible. Of course that's not always how life goes, so I have a very "whatever happens, happens" attitude when things go wonky.
I like to fill my free time with things that give me energy. I'll play my games, binge my shows, cook good food, and go on random grocery runs, but by far my favorite way to spend my time and feel amazing in return is going to the gym.
I've been going to the gym for 6 years now, of which 5 years were spent not knowing what I was doing. So it's no surprise I also didn't see results. I did make a friend at the gym last year who really helped me get into it more seriously and lift with intention. He left my gym, but he also left me with knowledge and a new drive to aim for higher.
I've never been very comfortable approaching strangers irl and just striking up a conversation with them, let alone at the gym where almost everyone is there to focus and get their workout in. So I decided to post here hoping to find some online friends instead. That said, I'd be very open to meeting up and working out together if we click and we're near each other :)
So, if you love lifting weights or are interested in trying it out, leave me a message and hopefully we can be friends. I'll virtually hype you up for your next PR.
And of course we can be friends in general too. I'd describe myself as a nerd, a geek, a goofball. Through and through. Of course I have typical hobbies that come with that kind of description
Have a great day!