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25,033	1,206 comments	[Video] Fleury’s mic audio from last night attempted fight with Binnington.
9,746	1,636 comments	[Video] Binnington throws a blocker blow to Hartman's head after letting in the 5th goal of the game, Fleury tries to join in on the fun. Binnington was assessed a 5 minute match penalty
3,454	307 comments	[Video] Goligoski scores, mocks Binningtons attempt to fire up the crowd
2,897	717 comments	[Video] Icing waived off, whistle not blown when the puck is covered. Sogaard lets up and Ellers pops it in.
2,858	614 comments	[Video] McDavid drops the puck on Evander Kane's family gender reveal.
2,668	178 comments	[Video] Zibanejad scores a one-timer off a backhand pass from Tarasenko
1,901	400 comments	[Video] Calle Jarnkrok (Leafs) goes to the box for goalie interference on Pyotr Kochetkov (Hurricanes)
1,768	180 comments	[Video] Marchand after Bruins traded for Hathaway and Bertuzzi: “I love everyone in the league, all the guys I hate are now on our team”
1,713	208 comments	[Video] Scary scene at the Swedish womens final as Luleå defender Jenni Hiirikoski has a skate cut her throat. She was rushed to a hospital and is in stable condition. Luleå would end up winning the game after a 30 minute delay.
1,616	184 comments	[Video] Linus Ullmark hand-feeds Jeremy Swayman a buffalo chicken wing during his post-game interview in Buffalo
1,307	98 comments	[Video] Shesterkin scorpion kick save on Granlund
1,261	175 comments	[Video] Jonas Johansson with a HUGE save to win the game for the Avs!
1,135	71 comments	[Video] [CAR(5) - PHI(4)] It's a hat trick, overtime winning goal for Sebastian Aho
981	58 comments	[Video] Necas ties the game with 0.3 seconds on the clock
953	90 comments	[Video] All 6 first period goals by the Rangers against Nashville
953	125 comments	[Video] Schenn and Ehlers scrap with some decent blows
879	96 comments	[Video] Barb Underhill breaks down the skating of Erik Karlsson and Brent Burns on HNIC (2021)
828	213 comments	[Video] Before being involved in the bigger scrap later in the game, Binnington was having some words with the Wild bench.
657	53 comments	[Video] [Video] Clayton Keller becomes Arizona's first 30 goal scorer in 11 years
635	74 comments	[Video] Players try to do impressions of their team's goal horn
584	34 comments	[Video] Jonna Albers scores her second shorthanded goal in two games
521	108 comments	[Video] Kassian attempts to kidnap Garland into the Coyotes bench
455	33 comments	[Video] Surprised Washington didn't review this for offside.
454	21 comments	[Video] Matt Boldy's hat trick goal against the Capitals 🎩🎩🎩
453	26 comments	[Video] Patrick Kane assists on an Artemi Panarin goal for the first time since 2017
436	22 comments	[Video] Shesterkin yeets Protas' stick after the whistle
424	53 comments	[Video] [COL 4-MTL 0] Arturri Lehkonen Scores his first in Montreal since being traded to the Avs!
400	29 comments	[Video] My Nephew's Goalie Helmet
395	58 comments	[Video] Bergeron nets one 15 seconds in vs the Sabres
349	35 comments	[Video] David Pastrnak ties his single-season career-high in goals (48) to make the game 5-0 Bruins

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10,538	129 comments	[Image] Brian Burke “extremely disappointed” in James Reimer’s decision to not participate in Pride Night
4,952	297 comments	[Image] Juraj Slafkovsky traveled to Slovakia for his high school final exams taking place this week
4,299	1,586 comments	[Corey Masisak] James Reimer will not participate in warmups for the Sharks tonight, because it is Pride Night and the team is wearing jerseys that support the LGBTQIA+ community. Reimer informed David Quinn and his teammates a couple days ago. More on this to follow.
4,296	503 comments	Liquor Authority moves to strip Madison Square Garden of liquor license
3,466	574 comments	[JJ Watt] Safer? No. Cheaper? Yes. Biggest barrier to entry for hockey is the expense associated with it. Soccer is the world’s most popular sport in large part because all you need is a ball. Hockey equipment is expensive, kids constantly grow out of sizes, ice time is scarce, etc.
3,343	747 comments	[Video] [Julia on Twitter] Footage of Carson Briere, Mercyhurst University Mens Hockey player and son of Flyers interim-GM Daniel Briere pushing someone's wheelchair down the stairs at a club on Saturday night.
2,800	141 comments	[Image] Slater Koekkoek shares why he stepped away from hockey
2,634	294 comments	Potential future part-owner of Ottawa Senators, Ryan Reynolds, sells company to T-Mobile for $1.35 Billion
2,425	192 comments	[Tarik El-Bashir] John Carlson suffered a fractured skull and a severed temporal artery when he was struck by a slap shot on Dec. 23. Three long months later, the Caps’ No. 1 defenseman is nearing a return, perhaps as soon as next week.
2,330	397 comments	[San Jose Sharks] During tonight's game, in lieu of our normal game content, we will be using this platform to offer information and facts about LGBTQIA+ topics...Hockey is not for everyone until everyone is comfortable playing, working, or being a fan of this incredible game.

Top Comments

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2,558	bsaures said Danny: Son our family now are the face of the Flyers Carson: say no more
1,455	RaymondLuxury-Yacht said > It could be last call for alcohol at The Garden. > > The State Liquor Authority has initiated proceedings that could strip Madison Square Garden, Radio City Music Hall and the Beacon Theater of the...
1,151	mylefthandkilledme said Right on time for the playoffs
1,044	LordCaedus13 said maybe God saves, but Reimer sure doesn't
926	dogeman87 said McDavid is fucking nuts

Awarded Posts

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1,695 - 165 comments	1 Gold, 1 Stanley Cup	[Legless Wonder] Hi im Sydney and it was my chair that was pushed down the stairs. I’m so thankful for all of Sullivan’s help in this situation and the kind comments I see on Julia’s post. I swear I really don’t wanna keep a cent of the donated money, I’d much rather give it to those who need it.
82 - 93 comments	1 Bravo Grande!	[PGT] Post Game Thread: Buffalo Sabres at Toronto Maple Leafs - 13 Mar 2023
39 - 48 comments	1 Bravo!	[PGT] Post Game Thread: Columbus Blue Jackets at San Jose Sharks - 14 Mar 2023
394 - 193 comments	1 All-Seeing Upvote	[Mercyhurst University] Statement from Mercyhurst University on Carson Briere.
1,570 - 524 comments	1 All-Seeing Upvote	[Connors] JUST IN to NBC Philadelphia - Statement from Flyers GM Danny Briere on video of son Carson accused of pushing girl’s wheelchair down steps at club, says he was “shocked” + calls it “inexcusable”… Carson says “I am deeply sorry” - Video originally posted by juliazukowski

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1 Gold	345	OlympicMuffins said H Y D R O C H L O R I C

I read the FAQ and I think the best way to address this will be to wait for the auto confirm which is due in 26 days. I would like to address sooner so I can order the item from someone else but I want to get this resolved first.
The details are the seller waited until there was 1 day left for the order to be auto cancelled and then then changed the status to shipped. The shipping status has remained "Waiting for seller dispatch" since they created the tracking code and the code seems odd to me, different from other codes I normally get from orders. The tracking code is just 9 numbers starting with a 2. Very different from all the other orders I have placed. 17 track says it's a TNT tracking code and the TNT website says TNT is now fedex. It was free shipping so I seriously doubt it is a fedex shippment.
When I try to contact the seller I get the following response.
https://imgur.com/a/c3eL5zl Which claims issues with the epidemic.
I kept asking why the status was waiting for seller to dispatch and they finally replies with this cryptic response.
https://imgur.com/a/UUZXPWI

Exception description: logistics provider tip: SPMS can be verified in the country: the destination selected by the current mode of transportation can be found in the country, province, state or city, or the zip code cannot be found

The order says "The system will automatically confirm receipt after 26 days. If there are any problems, you can apply for a refund/return within 15 days of confirming receipt."
So should I just wait the 26 days and dispute before the 15days is up or is there a way to duspute now and just get it over with?
What the heck is this seller pulling? I can't figure out the scam. It's only a $31.02 order so not too bad but I would like to get it resolved and place an order with a better seller.

I'm relatively new to posting (mostly just come on here to read posts) but felt like I really needed to share this odd experience and get some opinions. I apologize for the length! For context, I'm a professional product photographer with about 7 years of experience in my industry, having worked in-house for some large studios and prestigious brands. I'm currently working as a product photographer 3 days/week but looking for a full-time role, so when I saw one come up on LinkedIn in my city (which is rare) I applied, and soon had an initial phone interview with their HR person/recruiter.
The interview lasted almost an hour, and they were asking me extremely in-depth and technical questions right off the bat about their branding and marketing, etc. but I did well in the interview and they quickly moved me on to a video interview with the hiring manager (the Photo department manager). That interview lasted an hour and also went very technically in-depth (more than I'm typically used to for these types of roles). But it went well and the Photo manager expressed that he thought I was a great candidate with impressive experience and that it seemed like I was very qualified and would be a great fit, and asked me to come in that same week for a "working interview" that might take 3-4 hours, where I would be shooting and editing photos in their studio so they could get a better idea of my work. I've been asked to do working interviews before, but in my experience have always been paid for them. I'll admit it was my mistake that I did not clarify if this would be paid (I assumed a 4 hour working interview would be) and the interviewer was ending the call right as we were scheduling when I would come in, so I didn't have a good opportunity to bring it up.
The working interview ended up taking a little under 2 hours. I got positive feedback on the work I did there, and asked to come in for a FOURTH interview, which I was informed would be a group interview including the other members of the creative team, which would total NINE people interviewing me. At this point, the interview process had been dragging on for weeks, and I considered withdrawing because the idea of being interviewed by nine people for what I would barely consider a mid-level position at best was so over the top and made me so uncomfortable. At the same time, I received a reference request from the HR person with very specific instructions about who I could use as a reference, and from how far back, etc. and I heard from one of my references that they WERE contacted with an extremely lengthy and in-depth questionnaire.
I ended up going through with the group interview despite my reservations, and then spoke with the photo manager privately afterwards where he I felt that he alluded that he expected to offer me the position (without literally saying so) and was essentially asking if I felt I would be accepting it. I let him know that I had some reservations at this point, as the pay for this position was actually about 12-20% lower per hour than my current position (based on the range they had given me early on) and that I would be interested to see if there was room for negotiation, but didn't want that to change my candidacy. He told me it would not effect my candidacy, and that he believes "you should always negotiate". He told me he would talk to HR and follow up with me about it, and that I would hear back from him next week with their hiring decision.
I did not hear back from the photo manager, and at the end of the next week, I received a call from the HR person quite literally berating me for trying to negotiate, and telling me that in her "professional experience, when a job posting has a pay range listed, THAT'S what it pays and it's not going to pay more." She was so rude and aggressive to me about it I was kind of shocked. She told me they were continuing to interview more people (even though they already did a reference check for me?) and would make a hiring decision in the next TWO weeks (pretty different than what the photo manger had told me the week before).
Of course, I never heard from the photo manager again, and two weeks later I received a form rejection email saying they "went with someone whose skills and experience more fit the position" despite the multiple interviews, including the working interview, in which the feedback I received was that my skills and experience perfectly fit the position... I feel pretty certain that my request to negotiate the pay (which was pretty low for this position), is what took me out of the running immediately and cost me the offer. I emailed the photo manager with a polite request for feedback, and got another form email from the HR person again, saying it's "against company policy to give feedback". I replied and told her that I expected to be paid for the time I spent on the working interview, and of course have been ghosted.
I'm sure it's not worth pursuing, but I feel so insulted and frustrated at the amount of my time they deliberately wasted. This is the longest and most in-depth interview process I've ever been through, and having it amount to nothing after the amount of time and work I put in is a real bummer even though I'm relieved I won't be working there at this point. But I do feel that taking the time to give me some honest feedback (and a direct reply) would be the least they owe me after about 5 hours of interviewing for this position. I would love any thoughts and welcome feedback or advice to help avoid situations like this in the future.

We finally found a Bolt EUV today after weeks of searching for one that was available or incoming. As of today at noon or so, the following dealerships have EUVs that have been unclaimed and are awaiting shipment! Hopefully these leads help anyone out there looking!

Macke Motors (Lake City, Iowa) - Ask for Tony; Silver EUV Premium Redline. MSRP. Delivery TBD.
Deyarman Chevrolet (Knoxville, Iowa) - White Premium Redline, MSRP includes $703 in dealer add-ons, requires non-refundable $1k deposit to hold. No ETA yet but vehicle has been built. (Ask for Alex or Mike)
Victory Chevrolet (Smithville, Missouri) - White Premium Redline, MSRP includes $715 in dealer add-ons, requires non-refundable $500 deposit to hold. Expecting late march, early april delivery. (Ask for Amanda).

Hi. I need to vent because I am kind of very heartbroken at the moment. I [26] met this guy [55] through Social Media during the lockdowns of 2020, ever since then we've talked virtually every day for 3 years now. We lived in different countries, so our communication was purely digital, but still, I would say he was closer to me that a lot of people I had in my vicinity.
For years we would sent each others photos of our daily lives, talk about everything, have sex, and even if he wasn't out*/didn't identify as gay/bi, he would trust me about about really important things regarding his job and his private life that normally one wouldn't reveal to a stranger on the other side of the planet.
Every now and then I would find a way to send a physical gift his way (even though it was kind of difficult to do on my side), and I would always try to have a special something for him digitally.
Over time I can fully say I got to love the man. I was in love at one point, but I knew it wasn't reasonable, so the feelings transformed in the true kind of love you have for the people in your life. I knew that he loved me as well, in his own way. Even while apart, we went through more together that I can say I have with my friends back home, which is saying a lot.
He would often tell that I was the only man he would sleep with. Though I, as naive as I am, never believed that. We are all men, and we know we can say whatever just to get to the orgasm. I knew he would never leave his status-quo to be with me, and even if he somewhat did, I didn't deserve to be with someone who could only love partially. So even if we were friends, there was always this looming tension.
Fast forward until now. I got to move to a city just a couple of hours away from his. He was so excited to finally see me, and we met last weekend. We spent all day and all night together. It all went exactly like it did online, which was very reassuring.
At one point he decided to drop the bomb about having a girlfriend for years now, and I had to swallow hard and smile to not ruin the whole evening, and I went along with it until the very last moment I left him at the train station.
Afterwards I couldn't take it anymore and I cried the whole 2 hours back home. I think, for someone who had shared every single personal thing about his family, his children, his job, his dreams, never once mentioning you have had a girlfriend, not even out of empathy, is very, very shitty. Specially knowing what kind of feelings the other person has got for you for years know.
As soon as I got home I couldn't keep it to myself, and I had to let him know how hurt I was about it. He told me he didn't want to hurt me because I was a very important person in his life. Still, I am very much upset about having to process such complex emotions (pretty much unnecessarily at this point) and told him I didn't want to know from him in a long while.
I do love the man as person, as a very close friend, but still knowing something like that at this point makes me feel... bad, and used, and even makes me question every single thing he has ever told me up until this point. Ever since I met him part of my motivation in life had been finally get to know him, and know that I am here oceans away from home, after this I would rather distant myself to try to navigate my life without him in the picture.
I feel very complex and I wish he had told me at some point in the past... I don't know if I didn't the right thing by telling him to leave me alone, but I all want is not to feel like this.

I found a moth in my tent. It’s almost harvest time for the autos. The photo that’s in there is probably three or four weeks in the flower. Do I have to worry about any caterpillars or what should I be on the lookout for? Thanks!!!

People involved:
Boyfriend (E) His friend that accused me (A) My friend who is being accused (J)
E and I relationship felt like it was going nowhere but nevertheless I still love him dearly. A called E asking me where I was and I told E that I was at home and sent him a selfie as proof and we both have our locations shared with each other so if he was sceptical he could always check, E reassured me and claimed that A probably saw another girl that looked like me. I was supposed to go to karaoke with my friends and my cousin + her boyfriend but people had work the next day including myself so my cousin + her boyfriend and I decided to go to a restaurant nearby our house since our friend is a chef there so we wanted to grab a bite, and I told E about how our plans have changed and we were just going out to eat instead.
I met J at a club with my cousin and our friends but J lives far from where we live but turns out J and his friends play the same games as my cousin n I so we would play with them. E suddenly asked me who J was and I told him exactly what I told you guys and E asked me if he could read my messages and I was confused as I was going out for dinner with my cousin + her bf so I didn’t know how to show him. E asked me if he could pull up to the restaurant to read my messages with J, of course anything to save a relationship I was willing to show him.
A claimed that I was out with J and that he has evidence that I was currently out with J. I asked if A has showed E the photos but according to E, A doesn’t want to show it to him. A gave E an ultimatum, to either end the relationship with me or they will end their friendship. At first E told me that he was no longer friends with A and if I could just block J because he wasn't comfortable and I was willing to do it but later another friend called up A and talked told E that A was telling the truth and E started to yell at me while we was going through my phone.
E was getting heated and didn't like because apparently I was talking to this guy too much and also I've been talking to (not only J) but other people how I felt in my relationship with E because there was no sparks and overall just venting like how everyone else would with friends. Apparently I can't do that because E hasn't met this guy so this was a big nono in his eyes. E then claimed that J was at the restaurant with us and I was so confused because J lives in a different city than us so there is no way that he would drive all the way down here (1 hr drive) just for a last minute dinner. I called up my cousin + her boyfriend who were in the restaurant to show proof that J isn't there and also offered E to come instead to eat with us and so he can physically see that J wasn't there with us. But he refused, and kept calling me a cheater. I guess everyone views cheating differently but I was never romantically involved or sexually involved with J and our messages didn't even come close to anything like that.
Both E and I work together at the same place but different departments which is nice, he told me he will keep it professional but A showed up to my workplace around the same time I got off. I don't know if it was a coincidence because I never seen him go to our workplace or he is there to scare me into quitting the job (I would've quit but E told me he would be professional and I need this income because I don't live with my parents anymore). But A saw me and said "Hi" and asked me how I was. A also sent a messaged borderline threatening him and J confessed to me that he can't hangout with me anymore which is understandable. Also it's not like I hangout with J alone, if my cousin and her boyfriend is there I hangout with J and his friends.
I'm just so confused on what to do now because I still love E and I know I'm not a cheater but all of E's friends have been saying dirty things about me without clearing up the situation with me first and getting other people involved. I just want to clear my title as a "cheater" and I would just like to talk to E about things to see how we can fix things or just end on "good terms". Just not sure what to do.

I F37 and my ex husband M35 have daughter F12, divorced 5 years ago. Back when we were married we moved overseas for his career as he was earning way more than me. I couldn’t live overseas because I was missing my family back home so I moved back with our daughter and got divorce. We had many issues, non existing sex life and all my ex husband cared about back then is his work and video games. He stayed overseas, I have full custody of our daughter and he visits her as much as his job allows, he provides for her financially, provides health insurance. My ex re-married two years ago to F27. He obsessed with his new wife, they had lavish island wedding, he proposed with giant diamond ring, he buys her so many flowers and gifts as if he’s absolutely different man. I saw this on her Facebook page, his family comments on pictures saying they never seen him this in love and romantic. He never did any of this for me. She is Eastern European and she didn’t have visa to come to US up until this year. They coming together soon and my ex wanted to introduce our daughter to his new wife.
But I discovered her professional social media and found out she’s lingeries model, she has a lot of revealing photos and videos with dozens of millions views and she has Only Fans. I told my ex there is no way I’d allow our daughter to meet her. I don’t want this indecent woman to influence my daughter. My ex says I’m and AH because they’re now married and if our daughter to come to his house she will have to meet his wife, also since she has visa they want to take trips sightseeing country and when daughter is older she might want to visit big cities and and famous places with them. I told him “no” and if he brings our daughter around his wife I will only allow him to meet daughter if supervised by me or my family. I told about this to my father and stepmother and my mother says that I’m and AH and my ex is capable to decide if this person should be allowed around our daughter. AITA?

FOX has had a pretty great start to the year. Super Bowl LVII between the Kansas City Chiefs and the Philadelphia Eagles set a new streaming record, FOX Weather expanded its distribution, and more FOX free ad-supported TV (FAST) channels were added to Plex. The company can now add another achievement to its growling list.
FOX News Digital had a banner month in February, as recent metrics from Comscore showed it as the best-performing news company in terms of both multiplatform minutes and multiplatform views. For views across multiple platforms, this represents five straight months at the top of the news brand category and two straight years in terms of total minutes.
FOX Digital News ended February with 2.9 billion total multiplatform minutes, greater than CNN.com’s 1.8 billion total multiplatform minutes, and NYTimes.com with 1.3 billion total multiplatform minutes. FOX Digital News had 1.7 billion total multiplatform views, higher than CNN.com’s 1.2 billion total multiplatform views and NYTimes.com’s 1.2 billion.
CNN.com did beat FOX Digital News in multiplatform individual visitors, with 188 million to FOX’s 97 million, however, FOX Digital News still topped NYTimes.com’s 79 million unique visitors.
FOX News Digital also grew year-over-year, with the number of unique viewers increasing 23% from the previous year. The number of unique users on the FOX News Mobile App (6.4 million) was higher than the CNN Mobile App (5.2 million).
FOX News was also the most active brand on social media in February with 29.2 million total social interactions, according to Emplifi. This is the 102nd month in a row that FOX News has held the top spot driving 18.3 million Instagram interactions, 8.2 million Facebook conversations, and 2.8 million Twitter interactions. With more than 189.5 million video views on YouTube, FOX News led the social categories among news companies for over two years.
FOXBusiness.com had more multiplatform views (129 million) than CNN Business and Bloomberg.com. The business network delivered 231 million multiplatform minutes and 21.6 million multiplatform unique visitors. FOX Business’ videos on YouTube drove 38.2 million views in February, allowing it to stay the most viewed among the business news competitors for the 15th straight month according to Shareablee.

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Slasher films also have a great deal of appeal for those who enjoy watching horror or thriller movies. The American slasher movie "Scream VI", which will be released soon, is directed by Matt Bettinelli-Olpin and Tyler Gillett and written by James Vanderbilt and Guy Busick. This film features a large cast of characters created primarily by Kevin Williamson. Produced by Paul Neinstein, James Vanderbilt, and William Sherak. The sixth film in the Scream film franchise will be this one.
An intriguing look at the sixth sequel of the self-aware slasher series is already there in the first Scream 6 trailer. Though it is the 6th installment of this movie series, this one will be the direct sequel to the previous film, “Scream V." So, the characters are coping with what they had to experience in the last film. It plays a major role in this one. It significantly develops this storyline.
This upcoming sequel is grabbing attention for a variety of reasons, including legacy sequels, moving the franchise to New York City, the returns of Courteney Cox's Gail Weathers and Hayden Panettiere's Kirby, as well as Neve Campbell's absence, who won't be playing Sidney Prescott in the new movie.
It is claimed that despite Neve Campbell's absence from the upcoming movie, the script still makes references to the Sidney character and is "protective" of her. Radio Silence made a comment about Campbell's absence in December 2022 and said that it "greatly" influenced the writing. They made the choice to take advantage of the change to put greater emphasis on the other characters. They also expressed their admiration for Campbell and the Sidney character, mentioning the possibility of her reappearance in later episodes.
When Does the Scream 6 Movie Come Out?
On March 31, 2023, Scream VI was initially scheduled for release in the US. Interestingly, Paramount Pictures is making fans happy. The newest installment of the Scream franchise will now make its premiere three weeks earlier than anticipated on March 10th. RealD 3D, 4DX, and Dolby Cinema versions of the movie are anticipated for release.
When Will Scream VI Be Available for Streaming?
If you want to watch Scream VI from the comfort of your couch, you’ll have to wait a bit longer for the digital release. Hopefully not too much though if history repeats itself! The previous film in the series, Scream (2022), was originally released in cinemas in mid-January 2022. It was then released digitally and was available to stream on Paramount+ at the beginning of March, only a month and a half later. Scream VI will also be available to stream on Paramount+ eventually, but no date has been given yet as to when it will be available to subscribers.
Prior to the film's wider release, the event celebrates the theatrical release of the movie exclusively in theaters with one special 3D showing in participating theaters around the country, including Dolby Cinema, 4DX, and other premium large format theaters.
The sixth installment of Scream will hit theaters on March 10, 2023. Of course, not everyone prefers to watch their favorite scary movies in a theater. Fans are anticipating the film's potential streaming release date and wondering if it will be made available on Netflix, Paramount Plus, HBO Max, or some other streaming service.
Where to watch Scream 6 Online:
As of now, the only way to watch Scream 6 is to head to a theater when it releases on Friday, March 3. You can find a local showing on Fandango. Otherwise, you’ll just have to wait for it to become available to rent or buy on digital platforms like Vudu, Peacock, Apple and YouTube, or become available to stream on Amazon Prime Video.
Following its release in theaters, the film will be available to stream on Prime Video. Expect the movie to hit the streamer 45 days after its theatrical run, which should be sometime in April. it's most likely that Prime Video will be the main platform that will stream Creed III.
Is Scream 6 on Netflix?
Scream 6 won't probably be available on Netflix because Paramount Plus should be the only streaming service to provide it. That would be a very bizarre move on the part of Paramount Pictures and Spyglass Media Group to permit the horror film to stream elsewhere.
Is Scream 6 streaming on HBO Max?
Scream 6 is expected to stream on HBO Max at some point after its theatrical run. No official streaming release date for the movie has yet been given, but as it comes from Warner Bros., it will likely arrive on the platform after its cinematic debut barring some unprecedented events or a unique deal.
Is Scream 6 Available On Hulu?
Viewers are saying that they want to view the new movie Scream 6 on Hulu. Unfortunately, this is not possible since Hulu currently does not offer any of the free episodes of this series streaming at this time. It will be exclusive to the MTV channel, which you get by subscribing to cable or satellite TV services. You will not be able to watch it on Hulu or any other free streaming service.
Is Scream 6 streaming on Prime Video?
After completing its huge $8.5 billion acquisition of MGM, the movie studio behind Scream 6, in March 2022, Amazon Studios will undoubtedly be making the film available to stream on their Prime Video platform.
The first two Creed movies are available to watch on the streaming service, so it is just a matter of time before Scream 6 also makes an appearance. No official date has yet been set, but it will likely take a couple of months from the film’s theatrical release before it is available for streaming.
Scream 6 streaming release date for Paramount Plus:
Scream 6's official streaming release date is unknown, but the audience can make some predictions about the release date of Scream (2022) if they consider the time that passed between its theatrical release and its debut on Paramount Plus.
Released on January 14, "Scream" (2022) debuted on Paramount Plus on March 8. This indicates that there were 53 days between the streaming release and the theatrical premiere. The movie could be purchased digitally as well, on March 1, one week before it debuted on Paramount Plus. Given this, fans might anticipate that Scream 6 will be accessible for streaming on Paramount Plus around May 2, 2023.
However, Paramount Pictures has already stated that after a 45-day theatrical window, the majority of their movies will be exclusively streamable on Paramount Plus. If this is the case, Scream 6 might debut on or around April 24, 2023, earlier than predicted.
Scream 6 streaming on HBO Max, Disney Plus, or another streaming platform:
Due to Scream 6's exclusivity on Paramount Plus, HBO Max, Disney Plus, and other streaming services, it is unlikely that they will offer it for streaming.
Scream 6 plot summary:
In Scream VI, Ghostface must once more be faced by the four Scream 2022 survivors. The official summary states that- the four survivors depart Woodsboro and begin a new life after the most recent Ghostface killings. The characters are traveling to New York City, as seen on the poster.
Who is in the Scream 6 cast?
As Tara Carpenter, Jenna Ortega will return. As Sam Carpenter, Tara's older sister, Melissa Barrera, will make another appearance in Scream VI. With the Carpenter sisters in New York City, Jasmin Savoy Brown and Mason Gooding will also be making a comeback as the identical twins Mindy and Chad Meeks-Martin. They also share a blood relationship with one of the terrible victims from the first movie as Randy Meeks' (Jamie Kennedy) niece and nephew. The only Scream series character to appear in each film is Gale Weathers, who is still played by Courtney Cox. Hayden Panettiere will return as Kirby Reed.

Hey brisbane,
A few of the more regular mods are taking a bit of a step back so recently (We might have been a few beers deep at Woolloongabba) we started the loose recruitment process for a few mods. When looking for mods we chase a range of things, do they have thick skin, are we creating a community that represents the city of Brisbane, are we fostering a team that supports a range of views, do we feel they will keep the best interests of the community at heart and most importantly, do they have strong views on h̶o̶u̶s̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶s̶u̶p̶p̶l̶y̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶s̶h̶i̶t̶ ̶p̶o̶s̶t̶s̶.̶ - community. Luckily we have had some of the community members raise their hands to help out.
In no order:

U/MrsKittenHeel- You have gardening questions? You want someone who is just bursting with positivity and good vibes -MKH is your person.
U/AnJellyCue- A regular poster who had across our sub and wider reddit - Protip. Cute cat photos in post history.
U/Dodgerton - A regular member of the community who has started a moderation alt given their main account had a bit too much personally identifiable content.

You will see these users around doing more mods things. As always we are happy to hear your thoughts. Any concerns feel free to shoot us a message or use a burner account on the below.
Also a massive thanks to everyone who was willing to be a mod. I think we got back to everyone that applied so please know we see you and we are grateful for the offer.

My brother and I are making a doc about Wichita, looking through the lens of Harrison Ford's annual visit to the city. We want to hear stories and see photos/videos of any of your HF sightings! Please share :)

Trying to figure out the earliest you can plant a seedling (clone) outdoors in southeastern VA. Today is the Equinox, but I'm afraid If I put things outside today they will flower too soon and then re-veg next month and then finally re-flower in late june lol. I am just wondering when the earliest day I can put them outside? without having to add additional outdoor lighting to extend their days. I know I could put auto's out at any point, which I may end up doing. But I have a couple 1 month old clones that I could put outside, they have been under 18hrs of light since they were cut. The longest day in my area is June 21st with 14 hours and 41 minutes of daylight, doesn't that seem short? I guess I could wait til that day, but was curious if anyone had planted photos earlier than the summer solstice. Thanks!

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Igual nos moriríamos todos tratando de salir de la ciudad, aun con una semana de aviso.
Si existiera Jurassic World allá en la isla Tica, los Hondureños tendríamos prohibido acercarnos a las isla, porque un Hondureño seria la causante del desastre. Algun penco Catracho tiraria una botella de Salvavida que metio a Jurassic World de contrabando y esta joderia algo del sistema que causaria que el Indominus rex se saliera.
Y el pendejo todavia diria "Bah, garrobos mas grandes tiene mi tio Pancho en la finca de el alla en Guaimaca."
Quiere huevos ser Hondureño. Es como vivir en una combinación de Gotham City + Springfield. Ocupamos visa para entrar a fucking México, la H no ha ganado absolutamente nada en la ultima década y aparte de unos animales, playas y ruinas, no somos la gran cosa la verdad y vamos empeorando. Si los Gringos tuvieran la mentalidad del Hondureño, los United States seguiría siendo una colonia Británica. Nunca hubiera pasado el Boston Tea Party porque en vez de echarlo al puerto de Boston, se lo hubieran robado.
Antes que se pongan a defender lo indefendible, acuérdense de algo: Al 1er Hondureño que escalo el Everest le dieron $800 y recientemente 2 compatriotas levantaron en alto el nombre de Honduras porque se iban a comer un aguila.
Asi como dijo Jimmy McGill, none of us is ever leaving this Godforsaken wasteland.

Preface/TLDR: My arguments below aren't based wholly in some nebulous belief in human goodness.
I accept the shitty realities of human civilisation, even as someone who does try to see the bright side of life.
However, those are by and large evils caused by malicious negligence in some cases, and scrupulous selfish opportunism in other.
Neither of which would be present in a 'kill the normies' plan.
Rich people do not see themselves as a collective in-group, and they are not want to sink God knows how much of their hard earned resources into making an army of Death bots when their collaborators could rat on them at any time and initiate a corporate takeover or monopoly thanks to their no longer existent competition. Or to satisfy some petty personal vendetta. Or get good pr. Or any other number of immediately gratifying selfish reasons that, while screwing over the majority's plans for global genocide, would dramatically improve the life of whoever screwed them over.
Rich people are not known for being cooperative team players.
The 'cull the poores' scenario isn't plausible for solely moral reasons. It is just impossible on a technical and logistical level.
To elaborate...
I'm not denying rich are shitty, and I won't deny some places have it bad, or that some rich people WOULD kill the poor if they could.
I just deny the sheer ludicrous scale of what would be needed to formulate, prepare, and execute a 'kill the normies' plan.
It assumes that...

Rich people possess the capability to unite, coordinate, and execute this plan simaltaneously

This first hurdle is what really makes it impossible since, even assuming the other points I'll mention are met, the rich would need to operate a collected unified front with perfect synchronicity and no opportunism backstabbing or short sightedness for the plan to work.
If it isn't synchronized, it gives the human race a chance to see the knife being drawn and do something before the rich try to thrust it into us.
If there's backstabbing, namely infighting, it'd Drain their resources AND give us that moment of realization in one. Assuming the plan isn't just killed in its infancy or that they don't mutual kill each other in some sort of wealthy civil war.
If there's incompetence on their end, say they get sloppy and the CIA finds out about the rich illuminati planning on killing us all. Or they recruit Elon Musk and he decides to betray them all so he can stoke his ego by being remembered in history as the man who saved humanity, or they fuck up and their killer robots/AGI become free before the butchery can begin, then they'll just be fucked.
And that'll be it. The moment we find out they tried and failed to kill us all enough people will be pissed off and willing to throw hands that they won't get another shot.

All rich people, without exception, are willing and eager to murder all non rich people.

Rich people are disproportionately evil. They are not universally evil.
This is a statistical reality.
Even if there's only 1% out of them all who have working moral compasses and would not be down for the mass genocide, when we're talking about what would need to be a global conspiracy, that's more than enough for one of them to be recruited into the conspiracy, or otherwise learn of it through other means, and utilize their resources and political power to counteract it.
Even if only, as I pointed out with my Elon Musk example, to assert themselves as the neo messiah/s who saved humanity from the other, evil rich people.

Rich people would require the logistics to enact this mass culling.

Hundreds of millions of murder bots don't just pop out of thin air. Unless the rich are using nanotechnology or bioweapons to do the culling, they'd need whole factories producing advanced robots, weapons, munitions, supply chains, ecetera. All of which would be glaringly obvious unless they had some bonkers tech to just completely wipe all evidence of this buildup from the face of the earth. And at that point they might as well use that same tech to just increase their power in the current system and steal from the other rich to become that much richer that much quicker.
Billions of people equals trillions of bullets, trillions of microchips, metrics fucktons of steel and plastic and circuitry and God knows what else. It requires hundreds of factories and dozens of shipping route configurations to transfer materials between them all
And this is all without getting into where the fuck they're storing these murder robots/drones to begin with. You can't exactly hide a fighting force big enough to literally end 90% of the human race in a couple of warehouses. You'd need a whole city's worth of storage at the absolute bare minimum. Assuming they sprang for exclusively compact drones and not the outright terminators lots of people seem to be imagining.

Governments would need to do nothing.

I'm not even arguing 'governments will protect the people!' I'm arguing 'If this can be done, the American government and military industrial complex will just do it first.'
Because I can actually buy the American government, for example, hashing out the logistics, the coordination, and enacting the plan with the motive of imperialism and enforcing an authoritarian peace/rule over the planet.
At the least, if the tech existed to just churn out robot armies, en-mass, first world nations would be building up artificial fighting forces with that tech to levels comparable to the rich's secret army of Doom. Armies that would definitely be used to achieve zero casualty precision military campaigns in foreign lands. In regions that had been previously unconquearble due to the death toll, morale tax, and corruption issues in previous attempts at subjugation.
If nothing else, this would be a litmus test and a big red flag to anyone with half a brain and ability to discern the consequences of it.
Especially if it came out that rich people were churning these killer robots out en mass for 'reasons'.
And all this is without asking what happens when some poorer governments who weren't let in on the plan and subverted by the rich (under the logic of 'fuck em, they're poor, who gives a shit') turn out to have secretly squirrels away a few nukes. With which they could enact a forced peace under M.A.D or ruin the days of the perpetrators who caused this shitstorm as a final middle finger.

Rich people would actually need to be motivated to do all of this.

Rich people in this scenario are essentially the illuminati, with full control over all governments, the ability to magic up a world ending army out of thin air, and all done in complete cooperation with each other with a single Game of Thrones backstabbing waiting in the rafters.
At that point...why do they need to kill the poor...
Like, what do the actually gain from it?
More land?
More resources?
They can get infinite of both. And could kick anyone they wanted dout of their land at a moment's notice.
To get more money? To rid themselves of the proles?
There are easier ways to do the former now that they basically own the planet from the shadows with their secret army of Doom, and if they kill all the poors then they aren't rich anymore. Their lives literally wouldn't change other than them being on the same level as each other, which when considering all the egomaniacs amongst them...would not end well...
This whole scheme would be more trouble than it'd be worth. Yes, most rich entities are shitty and commit crimes. But, if you'll notice, they haven't exactly been taking over any countries single-handedly as of late. Or trying to overthrow their own nations. Because it's more headache than it's worth. Why risk everything for a plan that wouldn't really personally enrich you all that much.
Cause remember: they all have to share their 'winnings'amongst themselves after rthe normies are dead. And if there's one thing thing the rich hate. It's sharing.

They need to be perfectly fair and generous and cordial to each other once all is said and done.

So, 1% of humanity is left alive. All of them rich and whoever else those rich might want to keep around.
They now have to 'divvy the spoils'.
In what world does this not end with them turning on each other at the end so they can 'win more?
They've already illustrated an insanity beyond anything previously demonstrated din the history of the human race. The butchery of the whole species just so they can be the kings of skull mountain.
Except they aren't the kings yet. Oh no, there's still thousands of lesser rich people trying to hog that land and money.
And so, with no more external enemies left to unite them, they'd do what humans have done time and time again in comparable historical situations: turn on one another.
At which point they're liable to just end up wiping each other out.
So even in a scenario where, by some absolute ridiculous miracle they 'win', they've still not won just yet.
And if they've not killed off all the poors. If a few thousand survived through the 80,000,000 separate one-in-a-million chances that occurred throughout the cull of 8 billion, and if the rich deplete themselves enough over their mutual fights with one another, thinking themselves fre eof any other potential threat, then the proles might yet get their win.
So even in the perfect, impossible scenario where they win. The proves have an equal, if not more enjoyable win condition for the aftermath of the global cull.
In conclusion: I don't say this scenario is dumb because I'm a hopeful optimistic who has unwavering faith in human goodness (though I won't deny it either)
It's just not a plausible scenario that's feasible outside of a dystopian sci-fi novel.
If you like theory crafting it, or you enjoy thinking up ways it could happen and debating over them, then you do you.
Just be honest about the fantasy that is this scenario.
It's not going to happen.
And if you really thought it was going to, then you'd be a fool for seeing it coming not actively working on an escape plan so you can be one of the one-in-a-million lucky survivor's who'd slip through the cracks.
That's basically everything I've to say on this.
I await the inevitable responses on how I'm dumb and wrong and I gladly anticipate the voices of those who concur or otherwise have something new to add to the discussion.
(This post is not a personal attack on anyone, just the bad take. It is not meant to insult or denigrate any parties.)

•1•
Aniyah paused by a tree that was bigger than all the rest. It was obviously very old. The leaves of its branches were a pretty teal color and were shaped like the diamonds in a deck of playing cars. She couldn't say exactly why, but this tree gave her a slight sense of comfort. In these woods--especially with the black curtain hanging over the sky--comfort was a rare commodity. She found comfort in this tree, oddly enough, and also in her new weapon. Windchine; Blade of the Paragon. She supposed she was the Paragon of the Weaver now. Whatever that meant. She knew the words, because they kept echoing throughout her thoughts, but she had only a faint idea of their meaning. She wasn't totally clueless. She'd picked up on the fact that the Weaver was a God, or something close to it. She'd intuited that Paragon was some kind of title, bestowed by the Weaver. It meant she was sort of like a knight. Beyond these things however, she didn't have much to go on. She'd always just known things she had no way of knowing. Sometimes, she knew things she had no business knowing, as Momma would have said. She wasn't psychic. Far from it. She just got gut feelings about things, that usually turned out to be right. Like the ones underneath. She'd picked up on all of that, without any real reason to pick up on it.
She was picking up on something now. Something involving the others back at the clearing.
But she was still piecing all of that together. She didn't have enough to go on yet, to have any complete, fully formed thought.
That wouldn't come until a bit later...
What came in that moment, was the subtle soothing nature of the very old tree before her. Comfort really was a rare commodity here, but aside from the tree and the scimitar, there was one more source of comfort for her, currently. The weird little jellyfish thing. It was bobbing along in the air a few feet from the tree. It hadn't left her side since bringing her the weapon. Like the tree--like Windchime--it granted her a small degree of comfort. She didn't know where the jellyfish had got the weapon, but she had an idea that even the jellyfish didn't know where it had come from. Maybe the old man had something to do with it. The one who kept the Keys. The Custodian.
She bitterly wished she'd thought to grab Mr. Brownie when she took off running from the skinless man.
The skinless man...
Now there was something she hadn't got any gut feelings about. Except for fear, that was. She knew to be fearful of the man, but that was all. She'd dealt with monsters her whole life. They'd shown up out the blue, or she'd shown up to them. Like in that Long Room. Something about the skinless man was different though. Something about him wasn't like the other monsters. He wasn't one of her monsters, she knew that much at least. She could also tell he didn't have anything to do with the ones underneath, or the grasshopper people. He wasn't connected to The Jailer.
The only intuitive feeling Aniyah had concerning the skinless man, was that he was connected to something a whole lot worse. What that something might have a been however, she had no clue.
Aniyah didn't have a sheath, or swordbelt. The scimitar hadn't come with a scabbard. As a result, she was forced to hold the weapon in her hand, since she had nowhere to stow it. The blade was as long as her arm, and curved--almost like a banana--but was only sharp on one side. This allowed her to rest the blunt edge in the crook of her shoulder, carrying it the way she'd seen lumberjacks sometimes carry their axes in old movies; with her elbow bent, and the blade sticking out behind her as if it were a compass needle that only pointed in the opposite direction from where she was facing.
With Windchine in this position, she leaned sideways against the old tree--feeling its rough bark against her skin. A soft breeze gently blew against her face, bringing with it the scents of nature. The blackness of the sky didn't seem to match the pleasantness of the wind or the earthy smells of the woods around her. Nor did the stillness. There were a few insects buzzing someplace nearby, but mostly it was quiet. It was almost tranquil, in fact. She knew that somewhere in these same woods, chaos was happening. Hell on Earth (or, Hell on In-Between, she supposed). But all of that seemed so distant. So removed from her in that moment, in this private patch of wilderness.
Part of her wanted to go charging off toward the battle, so she could save Eddie the Gnome, and Prioress Qaya, and the others. Yet, at the same time, another part of her wanted to just lie down right here and take a nice long nap. Another part still--a deeper part--briefly broached the topic of Amy. She shattered this thought into a million little pieces and scattered them in the wind. She wouldn't... no... she couldn't deal with that right now. Not yet. Soon, she would have to. But not just yet.
These contradicting parts were really all the same part. The part that didn't want to admit she was hopelessly lost. She had no dang idea where to go.
Aniyah looked up at the weird little jellyfish thing. She whispered, "Wonder how far it is, to get back to Eddie Money and the others?"
The jellyfish couldn't understand her. Duh. It was a floating jellyfish. How could it?
Except... for a moment, Aniyah thought maybe the thing did understand. And after another few seconds, she knew for sure it did.
The jellyfish flashed a soft green color. Once, then twice. To Aniyah, it was almost like it was saying: "Beep-beep!"
"What does that mean, Jellybean?" she asked, laughing at how goofy she probably sounded.
The jellyfish strobed green again. Just once this time. Then, it slowly began to float away.
"Hold up a minute. Where you goin'?" She stopped leaning against the tree and stood up straight.
The jellyfished froze for a second, beeped green once more, then started off again.
"Ohhh, okay. I see. You leading the way? Well okay then." Aniyah smiled in spite of herself.
She followed behind the jellyfish. Together, they made their way through the darkened woods. Hopefully, to rejoin the others...
•2•
"I've never been in this part of the city before," Flower-Seed admitted. "I didn't even realize there was so much down here. I knew there were older parts of Locist Spire that were here before the Jikk, and that most of it was under the city, but I didn't expect there to be all of... this." He looked around, pausing briefly to admire the elaborate architecture around him. "I mean... Gods. There's actually streets down here. And structures. Not to mention these sculptures and platforms. It's breathtaking. It's almost like an entire settlement encased in a mausoleum. A sort of... civilization time capsule."
Quijj gave only a noncommittal grunt in response.
The two of them walked side-by-side along a wide street paved in stone. So much was stonework, or marble. The craftsmanship that went into all of it was something even modern Artisians likely couldn't replicate. Large sections of the old city were in ruins, but those that remained mostly intact made Flower-Seed feel as if he'd traveled back in time. If they'd had the sky overhead instead of a cavern roof, he could have easily imagined being in the center of a bustling metropolis.
They strode by a towering sculpture made to resemble some sort of animal Flower-Seed couldn't identify. It certainly wasn't any kind of insect, or Insectoid. It had four legs and a tail, plus a large round head. It was as intriguing as it was beautiful.
Cave crickets were softly singing in the nooks and crannies. The distant sound of dripping water played constant accompaniment to the hollow resonance of this subterranean wonderland.
They turned down what had once been a side street, with Flower-Seed leading the way. Up ahead, a cavern wall blocked their advance. There was a place where the wall had been broken, creating an opening just big enough for them to squeeze through.
On the other side, they came upon a ledge overlooking a sprawling cavern. There were more ledges--some, only narrow slabs of stone reminiscent of catwalks; others, much wider, holding half-ruined structures--high up along the cavern walls. And in the center, sitting like an island in the dark sea of darkness, was a sprawling marble platform. The platform was surrounded on all sides by crags and trenches so deep Flower-Seed couldn't see their bottom. There was a naturally formed staircase of stone leading from the platform to another opening. This was most likely the main entrance to this chamber. Flower-Seed realized now that he and Quijj had taken an alternate route to get here, than the others had.
Yes. There were others. A lot of them, from the looks of it.
On the marble platform below, rows of tents and even a makeshift gazebo had been set up. As Flower-Seed's eyes adjusted, he began to make out the robes of Advisors; the armor of Spire Knights and Spire Watch. There were excited, panicked voices echoing throughout the cave. Some sort of commotion was going on.
"I had no idea any of this was here," Flower-Seed whispered.
Quijj gave him a strange look.
"Don't ask how I knew where to go, or how to get here. I just... did."
Quijj nodded, but said nothing.
From the platform, someone yelled: "Arrest the traitor!"
"Ah, shit," Flower-Seed said. He was no longer bothering to keep his voice at a whisper. The figures gathered below had broken into something close to a frenzy. "They must be talking about the Councilor." He looked at Quijj with a serious expression. "We have to get her out of here. I'm not exactly the biggest fan of our government, but something really bad is going on down here. I got... visions. I saw Spire Knights with their minds corrupted by parasites. Whoever attacked the city... they've infected some of the officials. We have to do something. If we're ever going to rebuild... we need Jikk like Councilor Lemma. She's one of the good ones."
Quijj grunted in agreement. "Alright. Let's do it."
"What's the plan?" Flower-Seed asked, suddenly nervous. He felt a bit silly asking Quijj what the plan was, considering the elderly tavern keeper had just been following his lead up this point. Now that they were here, Flower-Seed didn't have the slightest idea what he was going to do. Or even what he could do. He couldn't fight a trained Spire Knight. Let alone an entire company of them. He'd only get himself killed!
Fortunately (and to Flower-Seed's great relief), Quijj said: "Just wait here. And get ready to run. Like you've never ran before."
"Alright. I think I can do that much, at least."
Quijj nodded. He drew his odd-looking weapon, and leapt down from the ledge; spreading his wings as he did this to glide over to the platform. Just as the old tavern keep came to a landing, Flower-Seed saw two armored Knights seize Councilor Lemma by the arms, and pull her to the ground. One of the Advisors screamed.
Shit! his mind cursed. Come on, Quijj. You gotta do something! And fast!
•3•
There was a particular knock at the hidden door to the Navigator's study. Three heavy raps, a pause, then two sets of four bangs; the coded knock he'd taught to the mercenary leader. The corners of Drokin the Navigator's mouth--little more than soft tissue on either side of his pointed beak--sagged slightly, in a parody of a frown. He shot a glance over to the wall-mounted clock above his desk. It was only Ef'tat-Half-Wane. The merc shouldn't have made it to this part of Barkstone Barony, for at least another three Shecks.
Drokin cast a suspicious eye toward the opposite end of the room. He reached beneath his desk, unfastening the blade he hid there. It was always good to have a backup weapon. The talon-like claws of his hand instinctively found the pommel of his rapier. "Enter!" he called to the door.
There was a hefty creaking sound as a considerable portion of the wall was pushed inward, revealing both the false rock of the door's opposite side, and the midday sunlight beyond the study. The light was much too bright for Drokin's eyes, after spending so much time inside the chamber under the Arcas Rune lamps. For a moment, he had to squint in order to get a decent view of his visitor. The moment Drokin saw the figure entering his study, his claws tightened on the handle of his weapon.
The one who appeared through the doorway was not the merc leader Rave the Ravager. Not by a long shot. The stranger was a Jagged Fields Nerthran, just as Rave was, but this was where their similarities ended. Rave was of slightly larger than average size for an adult male member of the mothfolk race. The Nerthran before Drokin was the antithesis of average (or "slightly" for that matter). He was enormous; much larger than seemed natural. If one of his crew mates had told Drokin about seeing a Nerthran the size of this one, Drokin would have labeled them an exaggerator at best, a boldfaced liar at worst. He certainly wouldn't have believed mothmen could grow this large, if he weren't seeing the proof of that very thing with his own two eyes.
"Where is Rave? Who are you?" Drokin demanded.
The giant mothman slowly stepped inside the study and creaked the door shut behind him. He did not answer.
"I asked you a question. Where is--"
In a baritone voice that was almost pleasing to the ear, the mothman said: "Would you Sky Pirates send your Captain on every minor mission, or simple errand? I am Master Rave's deliverer. I am called Nollo."
A peculiar name for such a hulking creature as this, the Navigator mused.
When Drokin didn't initially respond, 'Nollo' added: "I have the Relic you wanted." He held up a black rectangular case, almost like the kind a Bard might use for protecting a musical instrument.
Drokin thought this over a moment, studying the towering mothman carefully. He felt almost like he was looking up at a living statue. One of the great big ones that lined the streets of the grand cities of Roshuka, or populated the ruins of Jyyrvesk's Old Country. Even the hulk's features were oversized, as if they needed to compensate for the massive face to which they were attached. This 'Nollo' somewhat unsettled Drokin. The self-proclaimed "deliverer" had a long, slender mouth that didn't quite seem to want to close all the way. This gave the mothman an almost moronic appearance; a dimwitted face with the mouth of a drooling imbecile. Combined with his considerable size, it would have been easy to dismiss this Nerthran as a buffoon. Even the title "deliverer" played into this impression. And he seemed to have a permanent glazed over quality about his eyes. However, Drokin saw what lurked beneath the surface. When he looked beyond these things, the Navigator could detect a cold, calculating intelligence in the mothman's eyes. Upon closer inspection, the glazed over quality didn't strike the Navigator as entirely organic. It struck him as purposeful, practiced--part of a kind of disguise.
Nollo was a mothman with the soul of a spider...
As these things dawned on Drokin, the unsettled feeling he'd had since this mothman's appearance turned to something bordering on outright fear. The Navigator had been all across the Lesser and Greater Reaches. He'd seen some horrid things. Something about this stranger was different, however. There was something not quite Insectoid in his eyes; not quite Of This Pocket Realm, as the Captain was want to say. Drokin had never believed in the concept of evil. Not in the same way the Old Scrolls talked about it, as least. But now--here in his study, confronted by the figure before him--when he looked into those eyes, evil was all Drokin saw.
"You... have the Horn?" Drokin asked, trying to sound casual. His heart was beating at three times it's normal tempo. He slowly reached for the Link Orb. Calling out to Captain Heekan may have been the only chance he had left. "Let me get you the coin I promise then."
"Stop," said Nollo. "Put your hand down."
Drokin paused. The tips of his claws were just inches from the Orb. If he were quick about it, he could snatch the thing up in a microsecond. The Navigator was quick. He was a trained fighter, afterall. But... he knew intuitively he would not be quick enough.
"I beg your pardon?" Drokin said, trying and failing to keep some air of authority in his tone.
Nollo laughed. It was not a pleasant sound. "There was never going to be any coin, was there? You think Master Rave wouldn't sniff out such an obvious con? You really aren't familiar with the Stonewing Pillar Mercenaries are you? We are not some low-level ratcatchers."
Drokin said nothing for a moment. At last, he sighed. He allowed his training to replace his fear. It took quite a lot of effort, but he managed. When his heart had returned to something closer to a natural beat, he leveled his avian eyes at the mothman. He dropped his hand, but brought it down to his rapier. He drew the weapon, but made no move to strike.
Through the end of his closed beak, Drokin growled: "Alright, asshole. Just what are you after?"
Nollo laughed again. He flipped open the brass latches on the black case he held, opened it. Inside, wasn't any Relic. That had been a lie. The black velvet lined interior of the case held a single object: a large throwing knife. Nollo removed the blade and let the case fall to the floor. "I'll need every piece of coin you have here. And anything else of value."
Drokin raised his rapier. "All our treasures are on the ship." He sighed, deciding to fess up. "I don't have anything here. You were right. I planned on taking the Horn and not paying. But I am obviously not getting what I wanted. There is no coin here for you to get what you want. Why don't we just call this an impasse? We both walk away, no better off... but no worse for wear than we were before. What do you say?"
Nollo shook his massive head. It was like seeing a boulder pivot atop a living column. "You think you can plot to take out our leader, and live to tell the tale? You're even more stupid than you look."
Now, Drokin was getting angry. "Do you have any idea who you're fucking with? You can't stand against our entire crew. We're the Hawkblood Pirates. You think Captain Heekan will just sit by and let you--"
The knife was buried in Drokin's windpipe, before he ever saw the mothman throw it. For someone so massive, Rollo had a dexterity and speed that were virtually unrivaled. There was a soft clang as Drokin's rapier fell to the floor; a soft gurgling sound as he began to choke on his own blood. He gasped for air his lungs couldn't find; his hands clawing at his throat to pull free a blade that wouldn't budge.
Drokin the Navigator fell to the floor with a hollow thud, knocking his chair over in the process. The last thing his dying mind registered before he lost consciousness was the sight of Rollo the mothman standing over him, whispering: "You Sky Pirates never should have come to the Wilden Green."
Then, Drokin was fading. Fading, fading.
Fading.
Fading from the mortal world, and headed for that Great Beyond...
•4•
Eyes. So many eyes. Staring. Watching.
Abominations. Wretched perversions of nature. Black-tongued things. Slime things. Things with many, many eyes.
Many. Many. Eyes.
Vellnoth! It was awful!
Zoocher slipped through a whirlwind of swirling shadows. He sank into quicksand of blackness. His mind shattered, then reformed. Shattered, then reformed. The world became a pane of glass which broke into a million, billion, trillion little pieces. He reached out, desperately trying to pick the pieces up, to put them back together.
It was no use.
Horrors. Eyes. Looking. Looking at me. Through me. Seeing me. Seeing all.
SEEING.
Zoocher rocked himself back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. There was dirt and grass beneath him. He was curled up into a ball, hugging his knees against his chest. Yet, these things were just background details. This was just his surroundings, and his physical body. His mind was somewhere else--perhaps, in another patch of dirt, slowly turning to mud. No. Not mud. Quicksand.
Sinking. He was sinking. Sinking, and slipping away. Slipping off into that Forever Night.
White Staircase?
No. He saw no White Staircase. Perhaps, only the Black Steps awaited him after all the awful things he'd done in life.
Only... there were no Black Steps, either.
Because he wasn't dead. Not yet, at least.
He was alive, but he was not living. Not in the normal sense.
Eyes. Watching. Looking. Seeing. Viewing. Glimpsing.
STARING.
GODS. OH GODS. OH VELLNOTH PLEASE!
No mercy for him. No Gods coming to save him. Only horrors.
He'd been in that terrible place, in that terrible room for what had felt like centuries.
Now he was back in the woods. But not all of him. He'd left some essential part of himself back there, back in that terrible place.
And now, he'd never get that part back. It was lost to him. For good. Forever.
Zoocher leaned over and vomited yellow bile onto the grass. His head was swimming. He slowly stood up. As he stood, everything fell away. Everything. His entire being. His essence. His all. His whole.
Zoocher? No. There was no Zoocher anymore.
Maybe there never had been.
Certainly, there would never be a Zoocher again.
Shattered.
Zoocher was shattered and lost. Gone. Now, Zoocher was no more. Forever departed.
He felt something warm and wet run down his legs. He'd urinated on himself without realizing it. This did not bother him. This meant nothing. He took a step forward and vomited onto his vest. This too meant nothing.
He stripped off his armor, his undergarments, his weapons. He kicked off his boots. To one side of the pile he'd made with his belongings, there were a set of bootprints in the dirt. He turned in the opposite direction, and started walking. He didn't know where he was going. He only knew he needed to walk.
Visions winked in and out of his mind. He continued walking, muttering to himself all the while. He spoke of everything, of nothing. He asked questions without answer. He gave answers to questions no one had asked.
Those eyes. They were burned into his brain. No. His brain was a burn. A scorchmark, littered with eyes. Staring. Watching. Waiting?
He walked on. Walking through the woods, to nowhere. Walking. Muttering. Thinking of eyes and Slime things.
It was a long time before he stopped.
•5•
There were two astounding sights, which presented themselves consecutively before him. In over two decades serving as one of the Hawkblood's top Assault Commanders, he had never seen anything more incredible than the Black Pyramid. That was, right up until the moment he saw the entire Pyramid vanish right before his eyes. If anything could be even more incredible than seeing the Pyramid; suddenly not seeing the Pyramid would have to be it.
Commander Ramses blinked several times, as if he were unable to trust what his eyes were showing him. The airspace beyond the windshield of his Glider Pod now showed only a sea of nothing, save for the Sky Gods higher up in the atmosphere.
"What the fuck? Where did it go?" he muttered to the empty cockpit.
The Glider Pods were designed to resemble plump black ravens. Ramses's Glider was slightly larger than the others in the fleet, as his was the Pod that carried most of the Big Weapons. Currently, they were in a V formation like actual birds; twelve in Ramses's group, twelve more in Commander Paulo's group that would have been approaching the Pyramid from behind; another twelve coming in from the right, making up Commander Gichi's group. The Gyff had their own Gliders, fashioned from wooden planks and some unknown material Ramses had never seen before. The Gyff ships looked a lot like the Gyff themselves; like long slender walking sticks. Their ships cut through the air like wooden missiles, lined up in a near row.
Ramses slapped the control panel, activating the Com-Cube. "Am I seeing things? Have I lost my mind?"
"No." It was the voice of Commander Gichi. She sounded uncharacteristically shaken. "The damn thing went POOF. Just like that."
The Gyff leading the stickbug group (his name was Kloom, if Ramses's memory served him) chimed in. "What do we do now? Will it reappear, you think?"
Ramses smacked the controls again, this time out of frustration. He said, "Somebody better get the Captain on the--"
"Already here," said the voice of Captain Heekan.
"You been listening this whole time?" Gichi asked.
"No. I just came on. Now listen. Everyone. Listen very closely. The Pyramid isn't in the valley anymore, but all is not lost. We will track it down. I already know where they took it."
Ramses gaped at this. "What? Captain... how could you already know all of that? It just vanished, only a few ticks ago."
Gichi made a soft gasping sound. "Captain. No. Tell me you didn't use it."
"I had to," Captain Heekan said with remorse. "The Mirror is too valuable a tool for us not to utilize it. And if ever there were a time when we needed it, it would be now."
"How many years did it take off your life?" Gichi asked hesitantly.
After a pause, Heekan said, "It doesn't matter. We're getting sidetracked here. There is a lot more going on than we realized. There are agents of not one, but two of the 5 Pharoahs here in the Wilden Green Valley, as we speak."
"What?" it was Gichi and Kloom in unison.
Commander Paulo broke his silence. "Which other Pharoah are we talking about?"
Heekan said, "Aside from Camaria the Butcher who we already knew about (it was one of her Scarabs that took the Pyramid), there's some of the Necromancer's men here too."
"The Necromancer?" Ramses said in disbelief. "The right hand man of Dowlmad the Deathless?" Ramses felt a cold chill run up his spine. "You're not telling me he is here in this valley, are you?"
"The Necromancer himself? No. Just some of his underlings. The Skinless Men, they're called."
Gichi asked, "Are they really all after the Pyramid and the Artifacts? I can't imagine two of the 5 Pharoahs would expend resources just for the stuff we're after. Aside for the Black Pyramid. But even still... something seems off here."
"Well," said Heekan. "That's because something is off. There are bigger forces at work here than we ever realized. Sure, they were after the Pyramid and the Divine Battery. But those are more like... party favors, to them."
Ramsese shook his head. "I already don't like how this sounds." The open sky outside his Glider suddenly felt less like empty airspace, and more like an endless abyss. One glance at the Sky Gods floating higher in the heavens strengthened this feeling, causing the commander to shudder as another chill ran up his back.
Captain Heekan said, "Then you really won't like what I'm about to tell you."
As it turned out, the Captain was absolutely right. Ramses really didn't like it one bit. None of them did.
•••
And Commander Ramses was not the only one who was told things they didn't like. While he was listening to his Captain's words with growing unease, elsewhere in the Wilden Green Valley, a certain Ranger was receiving a rather ominous warning...
•••
•6•
Deep within the bowels of the Reverse Tower. In the Domain of the Being known as O'Faxx.
Ranger Lexington stood atop the large boulder, surrounded by a sea of sludge. The putrid aroma of this place once more assaulted his senses, while his boots sank into the slick, squicky growth coating the boulder. Lexington's dragonfly-like features hid his discomfort. Outwardly, he appeared as stoic--as unshakeable--as always. At least, until he spoiled the effect with a knowing smirk.
To the bubbling muck, he called out: "So, you decided to help out afterall?"
There was no response.
Lexington's smirk faded. He bowed his head slightly. "It's alright. You don't have to speak. I only wish your assistance had been enough. That way Burlap wouldn't have had to give his life the way he did."
O'Faxx did not emerge from the murky depths.
Lexington would have sighed had the air quality in here not been so abhorrent. "Anyway, I just wanted to thank you. I will find a way to reward you."
Although O'Faxx remained beneath the muck, his voice echoed inside the Ranger's mind. "My actions were not on your behalf. Your ignorance betrays you, Overseer."
Lexington cocked his head to one side. "If you say so." He shrugged. "Some guys just can't accept a thank you, I guess."
"You have yet to understand. I helped you, to destroy you. None of you know yet what you are unleashing. I did not see the truth before, but the truth has now presented itself to me. The Gods wish to assemble the 12 and bring about the White Clock Consortion. Fools. They don't yet realize with the advent of the White Clock, the Black Clock follows. Those numbers shall count down their destruction. I looked into the destiny of the mortals you have placed so much faith in. I saw what they will bring about. They are one of the Four Winds that will blow upon the Door of Doom. One of them is a Paige of the Necronomicon."
"What does that mean? Quit speaking in riddles."
"There's a storm coming, Overseer. A storm that will wash away the world. This one, and all others. I haven't helped you. I've only helped the first few raindrops, so they might better form within the dark clouds hanging over this Pocket Realm. And in the wake of that rain? The thunder shall soon roll."
A storm coming. Four Winds that will blow upon the Doors of Destruction. Thunder.
These things made no sense to the Ranger. One thing was clear however; whatever O'Faxx's words meant, Lexington didn't like the sound of any of it.
•7•
There's a particular way Advisors and nobleJikk cry out when something disrupts their normal routine. It's a breathy sort of shriek, like someone emptying their lungs before they faint. Many of the High Advisors were voicing this exact variety of shriek now, as High Knight Pyx ordered his Spire Knights to arrest Lemma.
Temporary Councilor E'Shesh (to her credit) tried to block the path of the Knights. She was shoved out of the way, hard enough to cause the poor she-Jikk to tumble over onto the hard marble surface of the platform.
Then, underneath the makeshift gazebo, pandemonium set in. The stress of the attack on the city had already pushed everyone toward the brink of panic. This new development made them all leap right over the edge, falling right into the place people (Jikk, or otherwise) always fall in times like this one.
Lemma didn't run. She stood her ground, glowering at Pyx and Councilor Tholke; glaring as if she could knock some sense into them with her gaze alone. Of course, this was a futile endeavor. The Knights were upon here a moment later. Strong arms seized her, throwing her to the ground. Then, oddly enough, even stronger arms were lifting her from the floor. She stared down the Knights arresting her, but the expressions they gave her in return were not those of hardened Knights doing their duty. They were the expressions of Jikk who'd been caught completely off guard.
As she was lifted even higher, Lemma finally realized it wasn't the Knights who currently held her. It was someone else.
"What... who... what's going on?" she cried weakly.
She was being carried away by... one of the local tavern keepers?
"What's happening? What are you doing?" she demanded.
"She's getting away!" someone shouted.
"After her!" a Spire Knight ordered.
All at once, the Knights were airborne, in pursuit. The air was alive with the sound of buzzing wings, the shuffling and frantic falls of boots, and so much shouting. Lemma dangled over seemingly bottomless trenches and crumbling remnants of the City That Once Was.
The tavern keeper, in all this time, had only explained himself with a single grunt. Now, he was using his free arm to aim some kind of weapon at the Knights.
"No," Lemma pleaded. "Don't kill them. They're only doing their duty."
"Stun-shot," said the elderly tavern keeper. The words came an instant before his weapon discharged and the air behind them exploded in brilliant blue electricity. There was a loud series of crackling sounds, as the small-scale controlled lightning tore through each of the Knights. As if an invisible net had ensnared them, the Knights all froze in midair a moment, before their wings slowed to a standstill. They began to plummet down to the darkness below.
The tavern keeper voiced a soft grunt of regret.
"You can say that again," Lemma scolded. "The shot may have stunned them, but the fall will surely do a whole lot more. What's the meaning of this? Are you kidnapping me?"
The tavern keeper shook his head. "Behind you," he said. They climbed higher, closing in on the stone wall of the spacious cavern.
Lemma craned her neck to look back at the platform. What she saw horrified her. Hight Knight Pyx and Councilor Tholke. Even from this far away, she could see that their eyes appeared to have ruptured. From the vacant holes where their eyes had been, large fat yellow worms as long as sword blades were spilling out onto the platform. Each worm slapped down onto the marble, then immediately began to grow in size. Within mere seconds, each one grew to the size of a Field Roamer pup. And they only continued getting bigger.
The Advsiors and officials broke into a stampede, making for the platform's only exit; the flight of stone steps leading up to the passageway before street level.
"Gods," Lemma whispered. "We have to seal off the exit. We can't let those... those things make it up to the city."
But based on the ever-increasing size of the worms, and their ever-growing numbers, she feared it might already be too late.
"Hurry! Come on!" someone shouted, just ahead.
Lemma turned toward the sound of the voice. She saw a Jikk standing atop a stone ledge, high up on the cavern wall. She didn't recognize him.
A second later, the tavern keeper brought her down to a gentle landing on the ledge beside the unfamiliar Jikk. She eyed them both suspiciously. "Just what is going on? And who is this?"
"My name is Flower-Seed. And we've got to get the fuck out of here, Councilor."
The tavern keeper asked, "How can we seal it off?"
Lemma thought for a moment. "You came through there?" She pointed to the large gap behind Flower-Seed.
"We did," said the tavern keeper.
"Then we might be able to beat the worms to the surface. There's a secret tunnel in the cave ceiling, a little further on. Come on. We have to get to the statue of Kylo the Great, up in the Cobbler's District. There's a hidden lever inside. I know the code to turn it. It will seal off the Old City. It's our only chance."
"Then let's get moving," said Flower-Seed.
The tavern keeper only grunted his agreement.
Together, the three of them took off at a sprint. There truly wasn't a single moment to spare...
•8•
Rave spotted the figures below, standing patiently beside a gnarled, leafless gatortree. He came to a landing, just a few yards from them. Eight pairs of cold, dark eyes peered out from eight fleshless humanoid faces, considering him with an alien species of indifference.
A long black case was tucked beneath Rave's right arm. In his left hand, he clutched his Rune Stone expectantly. Any moment now, Nollo would be giving him the word that the deed was done. Any moment now. Rave had an internal clock that kept near perfect timing when it came to things like murder.
Sure enough, the Rune Stone began to grow warmer to Rave's touch.
Nollo's voice came through the Stone. "Boss?"
Rave grinned with what remained of his ruined mouth. "It's done?"
"It's done," Nollo confirmed.
"Good. I'd expect nothing less. You know where I'll be?"
"Yes, sire. I'll see you there shorly."
Rave didn't bother giving a final response. He put the Stone away and took the black case into his hands. The Skinless Men only watched him patiently.
Rave approached the figures beneath the gnarled tree. This was a remote region of Jikkellia's borderlands, where the high grasses gave way to miles of mostly barren dirt and rock. The gatortree stood out, in that it was one of the few trees on the visible landscape here. Just over the horizon, was the large mountain where a certain group of outsiders were rumored to have crashed in a small rowing vessel recently.
Rave waited for one of the skinless men to speak first. When none did, he said: "A lot of people wanted this Horn. You just so happened to be the only ones offering more than coin." This was a half-truth. The Sky Pirates had spoken of coin, but had in reality, offered only betrayal. "I've kept up my end. Now, I expect you to keep yours."
Rave's mind calculated dozens of ways he could slaughter each of these figures, should they show any sign of aggression. It was just how his brain operated. He plotted ways to thwart threats that hadn't even been presented yet. In this line of business, you had to stay twelve moves ahead.
Right on time, Rave's reinforcements arrived. He'd been doing these kinds of deals for far too long to ever go by himself. Even if he did feel confident enough in his abilities that he wasn't weary of the figures before him. Even in a 1 v. 8 duel to the death, he was certain he'd have the upper hand.
Four mothmen mercs landed just behind Rave--keeping their distance but standing at the ready. Rave didn't so much as glance at them. He casually stepped away from his foot soldiers and moved closer to the Skinless Men. "So, how about it? You said you had a way to get us out of this valley. Is that still true?"
One of the figures (there was really no way for Rave to tell the apart, as they all looked like carbon copies of each other) nodded. "We represent Pharoah Dowlmad. Pharoah Dowlmad always keeps his word. Give us the Black Horn and we shall give you freedom from this place."
Rave said nothing a moment. At last, he nodded. "Alright. I'll take you at your word." He slowly held out the case, offering it to one of the figures. The skinless man eagerly accepted the Artifact. He lifted the lid and removed the item inside, handing it to one of the others.
The Black Horn of the Olde Music looked like the hollowed-out horn of some bovine creature, like those Rave had seen sketched in old tomes. Aside from the fact it was black as obsidian, of course. There was a silver mouthpiece banded around the narrow end. That was all there was to the object. All in all, it was rather unimpressive looking by Artifact standards.
The other man examined it for several seconds, before deciding he was satisfied. He nodded back to the first man who took the Horn and returned it to its case.
"So," Rave said, taking on a tone of casual conversation while feigning ignorance. "What does that thing do, anyhow?"
The Skinless Men only regarded him coldly.
Rave nodded, flashing a half grin. "Fair enough. Now... as for your part of the bargain?"
"Yes," said the man holding the case. "You want your entire company to leave this valley? Return to us when you are all together. Some of us will remain here in this spot. We will give you three sunrises after sundown today. If you aren't here by then, we cannot wait any longer."
"We'll return long before then," Rave said.
There didn't seem to be anything more to say. He turned and motioned to the other mercs. "Let's head out. We'll regroup with the others and get everything underway."

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