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My Team Sky Team
2023.03.21 00:46 RayDay490 My Team Sky Team
This lore was inspired by the lore of the grunt Cielo, Thanks for the inspiration
Ray, a lonely person, walked down the cold streets of Levincia, a bustling city even at night. He was cold and hungry, yet even in all this doubt, he still thought Rayquaza would come, to become his friend. Rayquaza was the reason he named himself Ray after his parents had left him in the orphanage
"Rayquaza," he whispered repeatedly, trying to find him through the rainy night.
"Rayquaza." But he could not be found. Depressed, he sat in an alleyway, waitinfor the day to come. Suddenly, he heard a growl. He looked up, and to his horror, he saw a large pack of houndoom, all having sallivating drool dripping from their menacing fangs. He backed away, but he realized he was at the edge of a railing that bloced the edge of water. He was trapped. He closed his eyes, savoring his last moments. Suddenly, he heard a woosh, then many howl and slashes. He opened his eyes, and saw a Gengar, standing, with many scratches. Ray, grateful for his hero, said thanks. The Gengar then handed him a Poke Ball and just stood there. Ray, holding it in hand, threw it with vigor at the Gengar. As the Pokemon was getting caught, he saw his reflection in the pokeball, and was surprised to see that his face was covered in so many scars that he was nowhere near recognizable to his original self. After morning, he went to get a mask that would veil his identity for the rest of his life. His first Pokemon had given him much more vigor, and he went searching for Rayquaza, ready to catch it. After 15 years of adventure, many more Pokemon, a shiny encounter, and the gmax of his Gengar. He had finally made it to the Hoenn Region. This was it, the last region Rayquaza could be in. He started his search, asking many people where Rayquaza lived, and finally made it the Sky Pillar. As he waled up a hill to see it. He saw the majetic beauty flying high in the sky, Rayquaza. Using the Corviknight, he flew up to the Rayquaza, only to find someone riding it.
"Ahoy there," The young man said.
"Hello," Ray said back.
"I like your choice of Pokemon there, young man"
Ray, confused, stayed quiet
"Tell you what, your determination has piqued my interest. How would you like to become my lead researcher, to scavenge the skies for the legendary Pokemon to bring to me?"
Ray was overjoyed, to say the least. Hunting Pokemon by the side of Rayquaza was more than his dream come true.
From that day on, working for Team Sky, Ray was happy, finally showing that it was possible to truly get to your dreams, even when they are at the top of the sky. With his team, he traveled everywhere, to search for all the flying Pokemon of the skies. He had done it, and he could not have been happier. #TeamSky4life
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Ray, a lonely person, walked down the cold streets of Levincia, a bustling city even at night. He was cold and hungry, yet even in all this doubt, he still thought Rayquaza would come, to become his friend. Rayquaza was the reason he named himself Ray after his parents had left him in the orphanage
"Rayquaza," he whispered repeatedly, trying to find him through the rainy night.
"Rayquaza." But he could not be found. Depressed, he sat in an alleyway, waitinfor the day to come. Suddenly, he heard a growl. He looked up, and to his horror, he saw a large pack of houndoom, all having sallivating drool dripping from their menacing fangs. He backed away, but he realized he was at the edge of a railing that bloced the edge of water. He was trapped. He closed his eyes, savoring his last moments. Suddenly, he heard a woosh, then many howl and slashes. He opened his eyes, and saw a Gengar, standing, with many scratches. Ray, grateful for his hero, said thanks. The Gengar then handed him a Poke Ball and just stood there. Ray, holding it in hand, threw it with vigor at the Gengar. As the Pokemon was getting caught, he saw his reflection in the pokeball, and was surprised to see that his face was covered in so many scars that he was nowhere near recognizable to his original self. After morning, he went to get a mask that would veil his identity for the rest of his life. His first Pokemon had given him much more vigor, and he went searching for Rayquaza, ready to catch it. After 15 years of adventure, many more Pokemon, a shiny encounter, and the gmax of his Gengar. He had finally made it to the Hoenn Region. This was it, the last region Rayquaza could be in. He started his search, asking many people where Rayquaza lived, and finally made it the Sky Pillar. As he waled up a hill to see it. He saw the majetic beauty flying high in the sky, Rayquaza. Using the Corviknight, he flew up to the Rayquaza, only to find someone riding it.
"Ahoy there," The young man said.
"Hello," Ray said back.
"I like your choice of Pokemon there, young man"
Ray, confused, stayed quiet
"Tell you what, your determination has piqued my interest. How would you like to become my lead researcher, to scavenge the skies for the legendary Pokemon to bring to me?"
Ray was overjoyed, to say the least. Hunting Pokemon by the side of Rayquaza was more than his dream come true.
From that day on, working for Team Sky, Ray was happy, finally showing that it was possible to truly get to your dreams, even when they are at the top of the sky. With his team, he traveled everywhere, to search for all the flying Pokemon of the skies. He had done it, and he could not have been happier. #TeamSky4life
2023.03.21 00:45 ObviouslyOblivious90 The Churro Truck đ Plays, Interviews and Dinner Parties with Colin Bridgerton
 | Hello, hello! submitted by ObviouslyOblivious90 to PolinBridgerton [link] [comments] I know we are all still finding it difficult to cope with the loss of our dear filming Crumbs. I for one am feeling particularly distraught at the thought of never again reading one of Coolbeans' Churro Crumbs posts (you can find the entire collection here, if you're feeling particularly nostalgic). We also presumably have quite the wait ahead of us as the wheels of post-production quietly turn along out of sight of out beady eyes. In order to break up the deathly silence, I thought I'd create a new recurring segment to sweep up any stray, if paltry, crumbs we may find along the way. It'll also be a place we can keep up with new projects and updates from our beloved Bridgerton cast as well as a way to collate QC news and promo. I'll probably post every fortnight or so (America, I hear you don't use the word fortnight? Is this true?) but we'll see how we get on. __ New Claudia Jessie interview to promote Bali 2002 Claudia was recently interviewed by the Evening Standard as part of press for her new project, 'Bali 2002.' It was an interesting and pretty in-depth feature which discussed Claudia's background, career and reflections on the entertainment industry. https://preview.redd.it/ny9jw7a6tyoa1.png?width=1024&format=png&auto=webp&s=bd3c217966e003d68392b155968137e78e1691e7 As you'd imagine, Eloise pops up quite a few times throughout the interview. Here's a couple of quotes for you: Despite the age gap between her and Eloise Bridgerton, there are similarities between the two. Each is an activist in their own way â Eloise becomes immersed in an early form of the womenâs suffrage movement in Bridgerton season two and is largely painted as the showâs Jo March-esque feminist character; anti-marriage and pro-doing-her-own-thing, historical accuracy be damned.Claudia also discusses a modern-day Eloise, the quirks of playing a teenager and also addresses recent discussion around Bridgerton costuming. You can read the full interview here. Claudia was also interviewed on The One Show, specifically in relation to her work on Bali 2002. You can find that interview here. If you're interested in watching Bali 2002, UK viewers can catch the whole series now on ITVX. Australia, I understand the show aired over in your country at some point last year but I'm not sure if it's still available to watch anywhere! Bessie Carter's Instagram Live with Self Space On Thursday, Bessie Carter took part in a really fascinating IG live with Self Space (a mental health service) as part of their Deep & Meaningfuls series. Throughout the live, Bessie openly answered thought-provoking questions such as 'What makes you feel loved?', 'What have you survived?' and 'When are you hardest on yourself?' https://preview.redd.it/1q3zhbgmyyoa1.png?width=544&format=png&auto=webp&s=49aa3fa75ebb97403342dd02efef5f60782143f4 Of course, there was a Bridgerton question thrown into the mix as Bessie answered the question, 'If you were to write an episode for Prudence Featherington, what would happen and what would be the major drama?' 'It would be quite funny if, you know sometimes they have the cameras on dog collars when you follow a day in the life of a dog. [The camera would] just be really close to Prudence's eyes. Her sort of thing is that everything she wants sort of goes wrong and that's what's funny. It would be kind of amazing if you had a fairytale episode where everything actually went really, really right but then it cut to reality and she's actually now begging in the street. There'd be a split screen where she's running down the street as if she's Belle with a basket croissant but what's actually happening is she's been chucked out because she's so unagreeable.'You can watch the whole live here. Luke Thompson's new play begins previews Less than 24 hours after the S3 wrap part, Luke Thompson's new play A Little Life began previews at the Richmond Theatre. He's been a busy bee, folks! The play will transfer to the Harold Pinter Theatre later this week and will run there until 18th June. Due to record-breaking demand, an extension was also announced with the play moving to the Savoy Theatre in July for a final five-week run. As far as I know, Luke will stay with the show throughout it's extension which suggests it's unlikely S4 filming will fully kick off before then. https://preview.redd.it/d51kgw9j1zoa1.png?width=567&format=png&auto=webp&s=707bd88b61edd0bf1f4b9e0c0dc5a2a8948e8abf Luke also took part in this company discussion to promote the play. Tickets for A Little Life are notoriously tricky to get your hands on so I'd suggest signing up to the show's newsletter to be alerted about exclusive ticket releases (which is how I got my tickets). Once the show moves to the Harold Pinter Theatre, you can also try your luck at the daily lottery which will be run on the TodayTix app. (Anyone else getting horrific flashbacks to the Cock ticketing controversy from last year?) FYI on A Little Life: I would strongly recommend you read the show's content warnings before buying tickets. Hannah Dodd featured in Spring issue of Wonderland magazine Hannah was interviewed by Wonderland magazine as part of their latest issue and discussed 'bringing history to life, the flaws of the 19th century and living in the unknown.' Sadly, I don't have a spare ÂŁ9.95 knocking around ready to spend on the full issue so I can't tell you anything else about what Hannah said on those topics. We do have the following quote, though: âIâm trying to plan my life as much as I can and just focusing on being more present and enjoying what Iâm doing right now. I have to remind myself that there's more to come and I need to be grateful for what I already have and what I have done. So I think [acting] forces you, in a good way, into living that wayâhttps://preview.redd.it/aois692h3zoa1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=25fc2ad3f5394061f441159de510bb8f062905b8 You can find more photos from the shoot here and a link to buy the full issue here should you so wish. Nicola Coughlan celebrates St. Patrick's Day đ Okay, this was already posted on the sub but I couldn't resist including this again. Friday 17th March marked St Patrick's Day and our beloved Nic naturally jumped in with the celebrations: https://preview.redd.it/trjnzxao4zoa1.png?width=352&format=png&auto=webp&s=8e7fa28a366b908370571377322e69c67a99864b https://preview.redd.it/tye8fqaq4zoa1.png?width=291&format=png&auto=webp&s=e0c52adaf456d203a8ab77b77e5f62158c3e980f Nicola Coughlan celebrates her first weekend off since January In an adorable IG story, Nic commemorated her first weekend off work since Season 3 resumed filming back in January. We had long suspected that the final few months of filming had frequently spilled into the weekends but Nic confirmed the poor cast and crew had been out there every single weekend. As Beans mentioned in her final crumbs post, production was often pulling six-day weeks. Hopefully they're all finally able to get some rest! https://preview.redd.it/fcuh3z905zoa1.png?width=300&format=png&auto=webp&s=5c9e0c4f4d2ad63ca611e5bedce87669e1eb2003 Simone Ashley attends Women's History Month brunch in Washington, D.C. On Saturday 18th March, Simone joined other female trailblazers at the Women's History Month brunch over in the States. Co-hosted by US Vice President Kamala Harris and Glamour magazine, the brunch focused on the economic empowerment of women. https://preview.redd.it/1nu7599p5zoa1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d2c3de8cb9ca9320cb7292e22a5200d5f14debb8 You can read more about the event and see more photos here. Queen Charlotte promo update Promotion for Queen Charlotte seems to finally be kicking off, with four new social media posts being made across the Bridgerton accounts in recent days. Meet Young Charlotte, Young George and Young Agatha! (And hello again to the version of the Queen we already know from the main show.) https://preview.redd.it/i3ysxpnb8zoa1.png?width=1205&format=png&auto=webp&s=9f74cef6a4f170649f62406228ddfa9972857594 It looks as though the cast have been pretty busy in recent days. India Amarteifio and Arsema Thomas took part in a panel discussion with Essence where they discussed the relationship between Charlotte and Agatha: I think one of the most amazing things about Danbury is that she sees Charlotte as almost a catalyst or an object that can be molded in order to make change. I canât and Charlotte would never take full credit for how she turns out to be as a strong woman without the help of Danbury kind of giving her that power and making her realize her power. So it was in the writing but it was also just in understanding our characters and I grew to love Charlotte and I know you [Arsema] grew to love Lady Danbury.âYou can watch the full reel here. India and Corey also made cameos on each other's IG stories, suggesting more QC promo has been in the works this week. Just 45 days to go, kids, and then the show is out. https://preview.redd.it/3770uvmj9zoa1.png?width=591&format=png&auto=webp&s=5f7f4d5af3cf3b2332c77ca8464e2799251e23ec Netflix UK doing what it can to keep the Bridgerton spirit alive God bless whichever intern over at Netflix UK keeps giving Bridgerton little shoutouts on their Instagram page. These are the tiniest crumbs in the world but we will take them. First up, we had a rather familiar face pop up as part of a little dinner party game. https://preview.redd.it/xelu00e1azoa1.png?width=1125&format=png&auto=webp&s=a16031f9bc3f5206c2e3dd6f01120d53001bec66 If I have to choose three to invite to a dinner party, I'll be taking Season 1 Colin, Season 2 Colin and Season 3 Colin, thank you very much. I have to say, as nice as it is to see Colin included, I do think it's hilarious how blatantly out of place he looks alongside everyone else. I'm glad at least one person at Netflix has remembered Season 3 is happening though. It was Mother's Day on Sunday and so Netflix UK decided to celebrate with a tribute to some of its most beloved Netflix mothers. Which Bridgerton mother made the cut, do you think? Surely it was the devoted Bridgerton matriarch herself, Violet Bridgerton, who recieved such an honour? No, it absolutely was not. In the shade of the century, that accolade ended up being given to none other than Portia Featherington. I am cackling. You just know that Violet is out there somewhere absolutely seething. Imagine going through childbirth eight times only to lose out to Portia on Mother's Day. Brutal. https://preview.redd.it/03f25uxuazoa1.png?width=1125&format=png&auto=webp&s=6d501d4cd5ee6ea9af4438049d5bbf98816a41c0 Indeed, it's apparently been a great week all round for Portia Featherington who only this afternoon was once again featured on the same Instagram page. https://preview.redd.it/8c197oc9czoa1.png?width=1125&format=png&auto=webp&s=dc82b2da937412988b88bddb397ecfcfb8a96162 A slightly dodgy caption, but we move. Although, HELLO. Bit weird that this is the exact scene we've been mentioning all week in the Random Rivality game, right? Which one of you works for Netflix UK? Confess now. And also please post endless photos of Colin onto the feed. Thank you. ___ And that's all I've got for you! Does the aim of this post make sense? Is there even any point to me making it? Let me know. I'm just trying to fill the deafening silence of production updates whilst also finding a way to keep up-to-date with what else the cast might be getting up to in the next few months. The title is a bit weird, I grant you. But it was the only thing I could think of and it's stuck in my head now. A little tip of the hat to our dearly-departed Churro Crumbs whilst also hoping to continue some sort of tradition. We're doing what we can to survive these difficult Wilderness Weeks. With love, Obvs x |
2023.03.21 00:42 kimchilovehandles My adoptive father and primary npd abuser died of terminal brain cancer. I wrote this and decided to share in case others can relate to the complexity of grief
âOut of everyone, I never thought it would be you,â Dad murmurs. His head is tipped back, eyes closed from exhaustion or pain. He sounds tired, but his laboured breathing, the frail cadence of his voice, fills me with rage. Suddenly, the degree in my hand feels worthless, just like all my past attempts to prove that I am enough. âIf it were up to you, it never would have been me,â I snap and then wince. Thatâs not what I want to say, though it is true. Iâm dancing around the pain that ties us together, that has always connected us in a way that no one will ever understand. Who would have thought that the man who hurt me most, who broke me so thoroughly that I would be fit for no one but him, would also be my only ally left in the world. I bite my lip and look away. Crying is all Iâve ever been able to do when faced by you, but now my tears feel cheap, feigned. Tears have never gotten me anywhere so why do they appear now, when they cannot fix you or all you have done? I feel your hand move to cover my own. Your skin is like old paper; dry and thin. I want to squeeze the knuckles on your fingers as tightly as I can. I want you to flinch away from my touch. I want you to feel pain because it is proof you are still alive, and because hurting each other is the only way we know how to be. I have never been honest with you a day in my life. I know I will return home tonight and lie awake thinking of what I wish I could have said. I imagine teary reunions where you apologize for what you did to me. I dream it is enough while knowing it isnât. Your words will never be enough. Why is it that even now, knowing this will be one of our final visits together, all I can do is fight? Old habits die hard. âDo you hate Ian?â you ask me, and your breath wheezes in and out of your chest. I can see your collarbones beginning to show through your t-shirt. Your face is swollen from the medication and painkillers, but your bones and veins are stark beneath your skin. Itâs as if your body is deflating from your toes, and all thatâs left to do is push the air out of your head before you collapse to the ground like an empty balloon. You open your eyes briefly, and I see that familiar brown gaze. You have hazel irises with a slightly green hue; it is a colour that brings a bitter taste to my mouth for it reminds me of blood and fear. But now you are pitiful, feeble. And I love you more than when you were well. Cancer has made you human when physical strength and a life of success never could. I do hate Ian. I want to scream it from the rooftops and spray paint it on the streets. I hate Ian. I hate that he is your brother, and I hate that he is weak. Though he has never raised a hand to me, his words are biting, as is his certainty that I donât deserve your love. I much prefer your anger to his. âIan⌠Is struggling,â is what I tell you instead and I want to throw my fist through the dry wall. Iâm protecting you again, the way I have since I was a child. Iâm refusing to say what deserves to be spoken aloud, refusing to acknowledge the rage that is smothering this house and everyone in it. I think Ian is too much like you, but whatâs the point in saying so. Is it habit? Is it my despair? Perhaps, I donât know how to tell the truth; I donât know how to speak to you when I know you cannot harm me anymore. âHeâs scared,â you say, as if that is enough. As if one manâs pain is justice for all the hurt he has caused. How unfair of you. Fear never mattered before, never stopped you though I begged and cried. You are different now, a stranger to who I knew. No, this is all wrong. Why do we spend our breath pretending we are people we are not? If I could be honest for a second, I think I would finally tell you the truth. If we were alone, and I could not hear your brother hovering beyond the doors, monitoring you. Maybe, if I could bear to remind you of who you were before you got sick, I would be able to say what needs to be said. I think in another world, in a universe just like ours, youâd understand too. Iâm scared, Dad. Iâve been scared my whole life. I swallowed my pride; I debased my soul. I never told another person what you did to me, though my pain was all the proof in the world. I craved your hateful touch that smothered and burned. I found a place among the horror, found meaning in being spurned. Before you, I was in an orphanage; I have been unwanted since I was born. And now you are preparing to leave, and I cannot follow you to the place you will go. After all this time. After all we have done. You are going to die, and I donât want to be alone. âAre you afraid?â I ask. In my mind, I say âDaddy, Iâm terrified. Please donât go.â âNo, Iâm ready,â you whisper, and a tear slips down your swollen cheek. I think it should be me, not you; I am weighted by my grief. âThatâs enough,â Ian steps into the room. He saw your tears; he knows I have upset you. âYour Dad is tired, visit another time,â he says and there is no room for discussion. Suddenly, Iâm embarrassed. I stand and rub at my eyes. I didnât mean to make you feel sad, I wish I could spare you from the hurt I feel every moment of every day. I regret my time spent here, though I cannot bear to be away. Honestly, I regret being born into the world. I wish I had been drowned as a babe. âPromise me that you wonât hurt yourself,â you say before I can go. âPromise that youâll stay alive,â you demand and catch me by the wrist. Your head hangs heavy, your chin drifts towards your chest. âI promise,â I say, and my voice breaks around the word. I want to argue, âYou promised that you would love me, and wasnât that a lie?â You drop your hand, and my skin prickles in the absence of your touch. âGoodnight, Dad,â I whisper because I know I wonât return. This is the last time we will be together, our final memory before you go. âI love you,â you say, before I step out into the frosty night. âI love you too,â but you know I do, and it was never enough. I love you so much, Dad. A love that was always pure and true. I love you, but you donât know what love is, though you think you do.
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2023.03.21 00:42 alpha_bionics Stock News - "We shouldn't downtalk it because I remember hearing voices like that in 2014, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19 and 20.
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2023.03.21 00:40 yangenomics A Miner's Record of the Great Storm (Fan Fiction)
From the Journal of Private Elliot Stevens of His Majesty's Army:
"November 26th, 1887
The cold, biting air clung to my very bones as I awoke this morning. My breath hung like a ghostly cloud above my bed, whispering frosty threats in the dimly lit room. The relentless winds above had picked up with a renewed ferocity, wailing like banshees outside our meagre dwelling. It was as if the weather had a premonition of what was to come. The Great Storm that Captain Bill and the scientists from Camp Vulcan had warned us about seemed more imminent than ever.
Despite the frigid conditions, we donned our soiled, tattered clothing and prepared to face another day in the mines. The journey to the coal mines was a harrowing one. Each gust of icy wind felt like needles pricking my skin. My lungs burned from the frigid air as I struggled to breathe. I could not help but cast a glance towards the looming storm clouds in the distance, a grim reminder of the impending doom.
Upon arrival at the mine, we were greeted by the familiar, yet suffocating darkness. The lamps illuminated only a few feet ahead of us, casting eerie shadows on the black walls. The air was heavy with coal dust, making every breath a struggle. The only sound that filled the cavernous space was the rhythmic clanging of pickaxes against the stubborn rock.
As the hours passed, I could feel my body weakening under the strain of the ceaseless work. My hands were stiff and numb, the handle of my pickaxe slick with a mixture of sweat and grime. I could feel the relentless cold seeping into my very core, sapping what little energy I had left. But we pressed on, for our families and for our city. The coal we mined would mean warmth and survival for us all.
With each swing of my pickaxe, I thought of my two dear children, brave Johnny and sweet Elizabeth, huddled together in our modest home. I imagined their faces, pale and pinched from hunger, their eyes filled with a mixture of hope and despair. It was for them that I pushed my body to its limits, ignoring the screams of pain that echoed through my very being. I knew that if I could provide just a bit more warmth, I might be able to stave off the cold and the darkness that threatened to consume us all.
As the day wore on, the conditions in the mine grew more treacherous. The walls seemed to close in around us, and the cold intensified as if the very heart of the storm had descended upon us. The darkness seemed to press in, and I felt my sanity slipping away. It was during these moments that I clung to the memories of happier times, when the sun had still shone upon our faces, and laughter filled the air.
Then, without warning, the ground began to tremble beneath our feet. A deafening roar filled the air, and the walls of the mine seemed to come crashing down around us. The world turned to darkness as I was thrown to the ground, my pickaxe flying from my grasp. Panic and terror coursed through my veins as I tried to make sense of what was happening. It felt as if the very earth itself was crumbling beneath us, and I feared that we would be buried alive.
When the dust had finally settled, I found myself bruised and battered, but miraculously alive. Around me lay the twisted and broken bodies of my fellow miners, their eyes wide with terror even in death. The sense of loss and devastation was overwhelming, and I could not help but weep for those who had perished.
But there was no time for grief. With the Great Storm fast approaching, we had to salvage what coal we could and return to our families. As I made my way through the wreckage, I could not help but feel a growing sense of dread, as if the very air itself had become suffused with despair. I could feel the weight of the fallen miners' lives pressing down on me, a burden that seemed almost too heavy to bear.
As we salvaged what coal we could, the shadows in the mine seemed to grow longer and darker, as if to mirror the heaviness in our hearts. Each lump of coal felt like a part of the lost souls we carried with us, a symbol of the price we had paid for our survival. I could not help but think of the families who would now face the cold and darkness without their loved ones, and I silently vowed that their sacrifices would not be in vain.
The journey back to New London was a somber one. The air was thick with the scent of impending snow, and the howling wind seemed to carry with it the whispers of the dead. I could not shake the feeling that we were being watched, as if the spirits of our fallen comrades were urging us onwards, desperate for us to make it back to our families.
Upon reaching the city, we were met with a scene of chaos and despair. The Great Storm had arrived sooner than expected, and the streets were filled with panicked citizens desperately trying to secure what little shelter they could. Snow fell in thick, suffocating blankets, and the wind tore through the streets like a ravenous beast.
My heart ached as I thought of my family, huddled together in our tiny home. I clutched a small bag of coal that I had secreted away to my chest, as if to protect it from the storm. It was a small offering, but it could mean the difference between life and death for my loved ones. As I trudged through the knee-deep snow, I could not help but think of the terrible price we had paid for our survival, and I wondered if we would ever find our way out of the darkness.
As I entered our home, my children rushed to greet me, their eyes filled with relief and gratitude. They wrapped their thin arms around me, their bodies trembling with cold and fear. It was in that moment that I knew we would survive, that the love that bound us together would be stronger than the storm that raged outside our door.
I stoked the fire with the coal I had brought, and we huddled together, our hearts beating in unison as we shared the warmth of our love. As the flames flickered and danced before our eyes, I could not help but feel a sense of hope stirring within me. I knew that we would face many hardships in the days to come, that the darkness and cold would test us in ways we could never imagine.
But in that moment, surrounded by the love of Johnny and Elizabeth, I knew that we would persevere. For in the face of darkness and despair, love is the one light that can never be extinguished. And it is this love that will guide us through the storm, and lead us to a brighter tomorrow.
So here I sit, penning this journal entry by the flickering light of the fire. I write these words as a testament to the strength of the human spirit, to the resilience and love that defines us all. And though the wind may howl outside our door, and the darkness may threaten to consume us, I know that we will stand strong, and that we will find our way back to the light."
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"November 26th, 1887
The cold, biting air clung to my very bones as I awoke this morning. My breath hung like a ghostly cloud above my bed, whispering frosty threats in the dimly lit room. The relentless winds above had picked up with a renewed ferocity, wailing like banshees outside our meagre dwelling. It was as if the weather had a premonition of what was to come. The Great Storm that Captain Bill and the scientists from Camp Vulcan had warned us about seemed more imminent than ever.
Despite the frigid conditions, we donned our soiled, tattered clothing and prepared to face another day in the mines. The journey to the coal mines was a harrowing one. Each gust of icy wind felt like needles pricking my skin. My lungs burned from the frigid air as I struggled to breathe. I could not help but cast a glance towards the looming storm clouds in the distance, a grim reminder of the impending doom.
Upon arrival at the mine, we were greeted by the familiar, yet suffocating darkness. The lamps illuminated only a few feet ahead of us, casting eerie shadows on the black walls. The air was heavy with coal dust, making every breath a struggle. The only sound that filled the cavernous space was the rhythmic clanging of pickaxes against the stubborn rock.
As the hours passed, I could feel my body weakening under the strain of the ceaseless work. My hands were stiff and numb, the handle of my pickaxe slick with a mixture of sweat and grime. I could feel the relentless cold seeping into my very core, sapping what little energy I had left. But we pressed on, for our families and for our city. The coal we mined would mean warmth and survival for us all.
With each swing of my pickaxe, I thought of my two dear children, brave Johnny and sweet Elizabeth, huddled together in our modest home. I imagined their faces, pale and pinched from hunger, their eyes filled with a mixture of hope and despair. It was for them that I pushed my body to its limits, ignoring the screams of pain that echoed through my very being. I knew that if I could provide just a bit more warmth, I might be able to stave off the cold and the darkness that threatened to consume us all.
As the day wore on, the conditions in the mine grew more treacherous. The walls seemed to close in around us, and the cold intensified as if the very heart of the storm had descended upon us. The darkness seemed to press in, and I felt my sanity slipping away. It was during these moments that I clung to the memories of happier times, when the sun had still shone upon our faces, and laughter filled the air.
Then, without warning, the ground began to tremble beneath our feet. A deafening roar filled the air, and the walls of the mine seemed to come crashing down around us. The world turned to darkness as I was thrown to the ground, my pickaxe flying from my grasp. Panic and terror coursed through my veins as I tried to make sense of what was happening. It felt as if the very earth itself was crumbling beneath us, and I feared that we would be buried alive.
When the dust had finally settled, I found myself bruised and battered, but miraculously alive. Around me lay the twisted and broken bodies of my fellow miners, their eyes wide with terror even in death. The sense of loss and devastation was overwhelming, and I could not help but weep for those who had perished.
But there was no time for grief. With the Great Storm fast approaching, we had to salvage what coal we could and return to our families. As I made my way through the wreckage, I could not help but feel a growing sense of dread, as if the very air itself had become suffused with despair. I could feel the weight of the fallen miners' lives pressing down on me, a burden that seemed almost too heavy to bear.
As we salvaged what coal we could, the shadows in the mine seemed to grow longer and darker, as if to mirror the heaviness in our hearts. Each lump of coal felt like a part of the lost souls we carried with us, a symbol of the price we had paid for our survival. I could not help but think of the families who would now face the cold and darkness without their loved ones, and I silently vowed that their sacrifices would not be in vain.
The journey back to New London was a somber one. The air was thick with the scent of impending snow, and the howling wind seemed to carry with it the whispers of the dead. I could not shake the feeling that we were being watched, as if the spirits of our fallen comrades were urging us onwards, desperate for us to make it back to our families.
Upon reaching the city, we were met with a scene of chaos and despair. The Great Storm had arrived sooner than expected, and the streets were filled with panicked citizens desperately trying to secure what little shelter they could. Snow fell in thick, suffocating blankets, and the wind tore through the streets like a ravenous beast.
My heart ached as I thought of my family, huddled together in our tiny home. I clutched a small bag of coal that I had secreted away to my chest, as if to protect it from the storm. It was a small offering, but it could mean the difference between life and death for my loved ones. As I trudged through the knee-deep snow, I could not help but think of the terrible price we had paid for our survival, and I wondered if we would ever find our way out of the darkness.
As I entered our home, my children rushed to greet me, their eyes filled with relief and gratitude. They wrapped their thin arms around me, their bodies trembling with cold and fear. It was in that moment that I knew we would survive, that the love that bound us together would be stronger than the storm that raged outside our door.
I stoked the fire with the coal I had brought, and we huddled together, our hearts beating in unison as we shared the warmth of our love. As the flames flickered and danced before our eyes, I could not help but feel a sense of hope stirring within me. I knew that we would face many hardships in the days to come, that the darkness and cold would test us in ways we could never imagine.
But in that moment, surrounded by the love of Johnny and Elizabeth, I knew that we would persevere. For in the face of darkness and despair, love is the one light that can never be extinguished. And it is this love that will guide us through the storm, and lead us to a brighter tomorrow.
So here I sit, penning this journal entry by the flickering light of the fire. I write these words as a testament to the strength of the human spirit, to the resilience and love that defines us all. And though the wind may howl outside our door, and the darkness may threaten to consume us, I know that we will stand strong, and that we will find our way back to the light."
2023.03.21 00:40 -xStellarx JK court docs
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2023.03.21 00:28 ButWhichPandaAreYou Things I'd love to see
So I've been playing the game a few days now and...I'm absolutely loving it. It's tremendous fun and I've pretty much abandoned the other mobile games I usually play in pursuit of a unified champion. Thanks dev, you've done a fantastic job with it.
Since I'm here, I thought I'd throw down some thoughts and comments about general game matters and things I'd like to see. I realise some of these may be impractical for various reasons, but there's no harm in dreaming.
1) Pricing. Dev, I saw a historical thread where you say that you feel Leather is very fairly priced - I wholeheartedly agree. You could charge ÂŁ10 or more for this game and I'd feel I'd gotten great value. Obviously you have your reasons for pricing at the level you do, but I just thought I'd say that off the bat.
2) Harder Money mode. Currently you can start with $50,000, which I'm finding challenging enough, but it would be good if you could start with $0 and have to borrow the money (with interest?) to start your gym from scratch. Do you have the time to build your potential superstar's perfect record slowly with cushy easy wins if you know the next interest payment could bankrupt you? Better take that risky title shot while you can...
3) More venues, ideally with the ability to add my own from scratch (rather than just editing the ones that are there). I guess there are probably processing reasons for having the numbers that we do, but it would just be nice to have room for a few more stadia.
4) Amateur intakes. It would be great to have a mode where amateurs were really hard to find, perhaps impossible without the talent scouts, which are of course a massive luxury for a starting gym with no money. To balance that off, a gym could periodically get the chance to sign that amateur who's been training in the background in your gym for a few months - kind of like the annual youth prospects that you get in Football Manager, albeit on a much smaller scale. At the start, these would be cheap, mediocre, and exclusively local to your country (and probably your street). As your reputation increased, though, you'd get more regional boxers appearing and gradually the odd potential superstar from a forgotten corner of a distant continent, wanting someone to take them on and give them a chance to become a world champion...
5) Hometowns/birthdays. It would be great to get a hometown and a birthday (could be just the week from 1 - 52) generated for each of my boxers. I really do love anything that creates, and contributes to, the stories that the game generates. I realise this would be a lot of faff for very little reward, though.
That's everything that comes to mind for now - keen to see what others think and what ideas they have that aren't already covered in the FAQ!
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Since I'm here, I thought I'd throw down some thoughts and comments about general game matters and things I'd like to see. I realise some of these may be impractical for various reasons, but there's no harm in dreaming.
1) Pricing. Dev, I saw a historical thread where you say that you feel Leather is very fairly priced - I wholeheartedly agree. You could charge ÂŁ10 or more for this game and I'd feel I'd gotten great value. Obviously you have your reasons for pricing at the level you do, but I just thought I'd say that off the bat.
2) Harder Money mode. Currently you can start with $50,000, which I'm finding challenging enough, but it would be good if you could start with $0 and have to borrow the money (with interest?) to start your gym from scratch. Do you have the time to build your potential superstar's perfect record slowly with cushy easy wins if you know the next interest payment could bankrupt you? Better take that risky title shot while you can...
3) More venues, ideally with the ability to add my own from scratch (rather than just editing the ones that are there). I guess there are probably processing reasons for having the numbers that we do, but it would just be nice to have room for a few more stadia.
4) Amateur intakes. It would be great to have a mode where amateurs were really hard to find, perhaps impossible without the talent scouts, which are of course a massive luxury for a starting gym with no money. To balance that off, a gym could periodically get the chance to sign that amateur who's been training in the background in your gym for a few months - kind of like the annual youth prospects that you get in Football Manager, albeit on a much smaller scale. At the start, these would be cheap, mediocre, and exclusively local to your country (and probably your street). As your reputation increased, though, you'd get more regional boxers appearing and gradually the odd potential superstar from a forgotten corner of a distant continent, wanting someone to take them on and give them a chance to become a world champion...
5) Hometowns/birthdays. It would be great to get a hometown and a birthday (could be just the week from 1 - 52) generated for each of my boxers. I really do love anything that creates, and contributes to, the stories that the game generates. I realise this would be a lot of faff for very little reward, though.
That's everything that comes to mind for now - keen to see what others think and what ideas they have that aren't already covered in the FAQ!
2023.03.21 00:22 shrey1411 I have been in braces for 10 months for deep bite and overjet. I wore class 2 elastics for 4-5 months but now I got class 3 box elastics. Does anyone know what they do?
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2023.03.21 00:17 Independent-Way-60 the life of a doomer
hello to all, thank you in advance to all those who will answer. I'm 22 years old, I'm a student but I'm on the verge of failure, I can't concentrate or do anything. I have been living in poverty for two years, I don't have a single friend, I don't have a girlfriend, I don't have any social interaction with anyone. I get up every day at 11 am, I spend my days locked in my room in the dark on the internet or listening to music I am definitely an alcoholic and addicted to cigarettes. oddly every night I have some sort of surge of energy around 1am that keeps me awake and drives me to walk around my little apartment or down the street at night. I think today I reached my limit, the limit of what is acceptable. I am aware that my behavior is wrong but I am unable to change, I have tried many times but always come back to where I started. I don't know if other people are in the same condition as me and if you managed to get out of this situation, for now I only see 2 possibilities - overcome this situation (but it requires a lot of courage) - commit suicide I have struggled many times over the past two years to be brave and not be a coward anymore, but I just can't do it. I have a full suicide protocol today and all I have to do is plan the day. I am terrified and I feel trapped. If anyone has managed to get out of this situation without committing suicide, do they have any advice for me?
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2023.03.21 00:14 Block-Busted With First Republic Bank about to fail and cause every single banks in the United States and other First World countries' banks to fail in process, when are you planning to move to China or Central Asia?
I mean, take a look at these articles:
Based on these articles, First Republic Bank was a regular bank that wasn't focused on cryptocurrency or technology like previous 3 failed banks were, meaning that this one failing could cause every single banks in the United States and rest of the First World to fail, causing these countries to fall into an infinitely worse version of the Great Depression and turning all of them into what Venezuela has become, allowing China and North Korea to invade and take over Taiwan and South Korea within a day without any resistance whatsoever - and same goes for the United States, in which the country gets invaded and taken over by Russia within a day without any resistance whatsoever followed by Russia conquering the entire Europe in less than a day.
So with that in mind, when are you planning to evacuate to China or at least to Central Asia to live with/as nomads? I mean, unlike Russia, China doesn't randomly drag you to the military and with nomads, at least you could still survive while starting a new life.
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First Republic shares tumble to a new lowhttps://www.cnn.com/2023/03/20/business/first-republic-stock-falls/index.html
First Republicâs stock fell 47% to a record low Monday, as the bank struggled to persuade Wall Street it could remain viable.
Shares were halted several times for volatility, and they sank further after a report from the Wall Street Journal said rival banks led by JPMorgan (JPM) are trying to work on yet another rescue plan for First Republic.
JPMorgan and First Republic declined to comment on the report.
In a statement, a spokesperson for First Republic said the bank âis well positioned to manage short-term deposit activity.â
Despite having received a $70 billion loan from JPMorgan a week ago and another $30 billion lifeline from a consortium of banks on Thursday, investors apparently werenât optimistic about the bankâs prospects.
Other regional bank stocks jumped on Monday, following their European peers, on news that Swiss authorities had orchestrated a takeover by UBS of its embattled rival Credit Suisse.
Thursdayâs government-arranged deal amounted to a big cash deposit that would allow First Republic to meet customersâ demands for withdrawals.
âIt doesnât solve this profitability problemâ
That deposit may have helped alleviate the bank run for the time being, said Patricia McCoy, a law professor at Boston College.
âBut it doesnât solve this profitability problem,â she said in an interview Friday. âIts expenses may be bigger than its revenues.â
The latest talks are âfluid and fast-movingâ but could involve the banks converting some of the $30 billion in deposits into a capital infusion, the Journal reported, citing people familiar with the matter.
Moodyâs downgraded First Republicâs credit rating to junk status Friday night and S&P followed suit Sunday. Moodyâs cited a deterioration of the bankâs financial profile and âsignificant challengesâ from its reliance on shorter-term and higher-cost funding as customers yank their cash out.
Whatâs more, Thursdayâs $30 billion infusion didnât increase First Republic Bankâs capital â the safety cushion funds that banks use to absorb losses â âso thatâs a separate weakness that we need to keep our eyes on,â said McCoy, who helped establish the Consumer Financial Protection Bureau.
McCoy added that thereâs âevery reason to think that the capital has shrunk,â given First Republicâs heavy paper losses on its bond portfolio.
First Republic Bank woes mount despite Wall Street rescuehttps://www.cbsnews.com/news/first-republic-bank-credit-suisse-silicon-valley-banking-fdic/
Shares of First Republic Bank continued their free-fall despite a rare move by the biggest U.S. banks to pump $30 billion into the regional lender.
The company's stock plunged more than 47% on Monday, while trading was halted numerous times because of volatility. The shares, which have dropped around 88% in the past two weeks, closed at $12.18 after hitting an all-time low of $11.52 last week.
The sudden collapse of Silicon Valley Bank (SVB) on March 10, along with New York's Signature Bank two days later, has shaken investor confidence in regional lenders like $213 billion First Republic. In particular, concern has focused on such lenders' uninsured deposits, or account funds exceeding the Federal Deposit Insurance Corp.'s $250,000 cap.
In other banking news, the bidding process for the successor of Silicon Valley Bank is being extended by the FDIC to give more time to work out a potential deal.
The FDIC said Monday that there's been "substantial interest" from multiple parties for Silicon Valley Bridge Bank. The agency said it's going to allow parties to submit separate bids for Silicon Valley Bridge Bank and its subsidiary Silicon Valley Private Bank in order to simplify the bidding process and expand the pool of possible bidders.
Qualified insured banks and qualified insured banks working with non-bank partners will be able to submit whole-bank bids or bids on the deposits or assets of the institutions. Bank and non-bank financial firms will be allowed to bid on asset portfolios.
Bids for Silicon Valley Bridge Bank must be submitted by by 8 p.m. ET on Friday, while bids for Silicon Valley Private Bank are due by 8:00 p.m. ET on Wednesday.
On Friday the parent of Silicon Valley Bank filed for Chapter 11 bankruptcy protection, and Silicon Valley Bridge Bank was not included in the Chapter 11 filing.
SVB Financial Group is no longer affiliated with Silicon Valley Bank after its seizure by the FDIC. Its collapse was the second biggest bank failure in U.S. history after the demise of Washington Mutual in 2008.
The shuttering of Silicon Valley Bank and of New York-based Signature Bank has revived bad memories of the financial crisis that plunged the United States into the Great Recession of 2007-2009.
The federal government, determined to restore public confidence in the banking system, moved to protect all the banks' deposits, even those that exceeded the FDIC's $250,000 limit per individual account.
The turmoil in the banking industry spread to Europe and forced a deal under which UBS will acquire troubled rival Credit Suisse for almost $3.25 billion. The deal was orchestrated by Swiss regulators. Shares of UBS rose 4.4%.
The FDIC said late Sunday that New York Community Bank agreed to buy a significant chunk of the failed Signature Bank in a $2.7 billion deal.
Shares of New York Community Bancorp jumped 33%.
Despite all of the concerns swirling around the banking sector, Wall Street is rising on Monday following all of the moves being made to restore confidence in the banking sector.
Based on these articles, First Republic Bank was a regular bank that wasn't focused on cryptocurrency or technology like previous 3 failed banks were, meaning that this one failing could cause every single banks in the United States and rest of the First World to fail, causing these countries to fall into an infinitely worse version of the Great Depression and turning all of them into what Venezuela has become, allowing China and North Korea to invade and take over Taiwan and South Korea within a day without any resistance whatsoever - and same goes for the United States, in which the country gets invaded and taken over by Russia within a day without any resistance whatsoever followed by Russia conquering the entire Europe in less than a day.
So with that in mind, when are you planning to evacuate to China or at least to Central Asia to live with/as nomads? I mean, unlike Russia, China doesn't randomly drag you to the military and with nomads, at least you could still survive while starting a new life.
2023.03.21 00:12 anyaehrim The Banking System As A Potential Source For UBI Funding...
I just watched a video on how the banking system works in the U.S. The author was curious due to the run on Silicon Valley Bank and the subsequent Fed "bailouts" the businesses with accounts to that bank received, even though their money wasn't protected since it was over the federally-protected limit to trigger such insurance.
It made me curious though whether the U.S. can advertise UBI to the banking industry as a way to help cushion/nullify banks from such bank run stress. They can continue to utilize their customer's money (that would almost 100% be stored in their coffers) for their loan shenanigans, but it almost guarantees that there's enough money in the system at all times for such shenanigans since the money that's being provided is almost certainly going to be direct deposited to a bank instead of provided as a physical check to the citizen, even more so if the Feds make the 1K/month stagnated throughout the month instead of all dropping on the 1st of the month.
If you have that across all banks, all accounts, all trades, all stocks, all bonds, all debt payments that these banks currently rely on to make a profit, the new profit potential for banks in a UBI universe is GIGANTIC... and with the way they currently run their banks, they even have the potential to help initiate it by facilitating investment in their customers, moving money like they already do, but as the UBIs for other customers in their own, or other banks, possibly coordinating with the federal bank to do so. If they do this over and over like they're already doing with the money being stored, the potential amount they'd need to do such a thing is laughable to them, especially if the Feds back it with an interest rate for them to cooperate and do so.
I'll cut this brainstorm off for now, but I thought the idea was worth putting in writing, possibly incoherently as a fleshed-out idea, but we'll see. Let me know if any of you want to watch the video, too. I left it unlinked since it's not directly related to UBI, and I flared this as a discussion, not a video (blah blah excuses, right? lol...).
Have a good day, everyone.
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It made me curious though whether the U.S. can advertise UBI to the banking industry as a way to help cushion/nullify banks from such bank run stress. They can continue to utilize their customer's money (that would almost 100% be stored in their coffers) for their loan shenanigans, but it almost guarantees that there's enough money in the system at all times for such shenanigans since the money that's being provided is almost certainly going to be direct deposited to a bank instead of provided as a physical check to the citizen, even more so if the Feds make the 1K/month stagnated throughout the month instead of all dropping on the 1st of the month.
If you have that across all banks, all accounts, all trades, all stocks, all bonds, all debt payments that these banks currently rely on to make a profit, the new profit potential for banks in a UBI universe is GIGANTIC... and with the way they currently run their banks, they even have the potential to help initiate it by facilitating investment in their customers, moving money like they already do, but as the UBIs for other customers in their own, or other banks, possibly coordinating with the federal bank to do so. If they do this over and over like they're already doing with the money being stored, the potential amount they'd need to do such a thing is laughable to them, especially if the Feds back it with an interest rate for them to cooperate and do so.
I'll cut this brainstorm off for now, but I thought the idea was worth putting in writing, possibly incoherently as a fleshed-out idea, but we'll see. Let me know if any of you want to watch the video, too. I left it unlinked since it's not directly related to UBI, and I flared this as a discussion, not a video (blah blah excuses, right? lol...).
Have a good day, everyone.
2023.03.21 00:12 Electronic_Stick2061 30 / NA - EST Timezone / PC
Hey folks, hope everyone is having a great day! Very new to posting on reddit and have been wanting to make some new gamer friends! In terms of me personally I'm into quite a lot, I love anime and am down to watch anime or shows or videos, I am very interested in tattoos even though I dont have any yet, am also very much so into Marvel/DC (Marvel primarily but still love DC), am slowly but surely getting into reading, love mythology... in all im down to talk about anything really, but be warned I do consider myself naturally a learner and so if we start talking about something I dont know too much I will definitely be asking questions just so I can learn, but I never judge.
- I tend to be a very chill person who gets along with just about anyone, whether your ragey, or laid back or talkative... doesn't really matter to me. I tend to be somewhat on the more talkative side but can also be quite quiet at times, though I hardly ever rage lol
- I tend to be online in late afternoon / evenings as I work from 9 to 5 but feel free to send a message whenever you see me online
- I am usually willing to jump on disc or something but if the other doesn't want to im ok with it.
- I also tend to enjoy most humor and am happy to just goof off too, I at times can be funny but usually I just find humour in random things lol. I am also very much so for random banter
I play a bunch of stuff on PC except for FPS heres a list that definitely isnt everything and im always up to try new stuff as well
- League (Top/Mid/Supp)
- I want to get into TFT if I can understand the categories better lol
- Spelunky
- Terraria
- Divinity
- Plate up
- Overcooked
- Stardew Valley
- Dinkum
- Wayward
- Slay the spire
- No mans sky
- Rimworld
- Cult of the Lamb
- Dont Starve / Together
- Streets of Rogue
More then anything currently im looking for someone to play, DST, Stardew, Wayward and possibly divinity.
I'm always down to play new stuff as well and feel free to send a message or comment here, keep in mind I'm quite new to reddit so I may be kinda slow to respond.
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- I tend to be a very chill person who gets along with just about anyone, whether your ragey, or laid back or talkative... doesn't really matter to me. I tend to be somewhat on the more talkative side but can also be quite quiet at times, though I hardly ever rage lol
- I tend to be online in late afternoon / evenings as I work from 9 to 5 but feel free to send a message whenever you see me online
- I am usually willing to jump on disc or something but if the other doesn't want to im ok with it.
- I also tend to enjoy most humor and am happy to just goof off too, I at times can be funny but usually I just find humour in random things lol. I am also very much so for random banter
I play a bunch of stuff on PC except for FPS heres a list that definitely isnt everything and im always up to try new stuff as well
- League (Top/Mid/Supp)
- I want to get into TFT if I can understand the categories better lol
- Spelunky
- Terraria
- Divinity
- Plate up
- Overcooked
- Stardew Valley
- Dinkum
- Wayward
- Slay the spire
- No mans sky
- Rimworld
- Cult of the Lamb
- Dont Starve / Together
- Streets of Rogue
More then anything currently im looking for someone to play, DST, Stardew, Wayward and possibly divinity.
I'm always down to play new stuff as well and feel free to send a message or comment here, keep in mind I'm quite new to reddit so I may be kinda slow to respond.
2023.03.21 00:12 kimchilovehandles My adoptive father and primary abuser died of terminal brain cancer. I wrote this and decided to share in case anyone can relate to the complex grief I am experiencing
âOut of everyone, I never thought it would be you,â Dad murmurs. His head is tipped back, eyes closed from exhaustion or pain. He sounds tired, but his laboured breathing, the frail cadence of his voice, fills me with rage. Suddenly, the degree in my hand feels worthless, just like all my past attempts to prove that I am enough. âIf it were up to you, it never would have been me,â I snap and then wince. Thatâs not what I want to say, though it is true. Iâm dancing around the pain that ties us together, that has always connected us in a way that no one will ever understand. Who would have thought that the man who hurt me most, who broke me so thoroughly that I would be fit for no one but him, would also be my only ally left in the world. I bite my lip and look away. Crying is all Iâve ever been able to do when faced by you, but now my tears feel cheap, feigned. Tears have never gotten me anywhere so why do they appear now, when they cannot fix you or all you have done? I feel your hand move to cover my own. Your skin is like old paper; dry and thin. I want to squeeze the knuckles on your fingers as tightly as I can. I want you to flinch away from my touch. I want you to feel pain because it is proof you are still alive, and because hurting each other is the only way we know how to be. I have never been honest with you a day in my life. I know I will return home tonight and lie awake thinking of what I wish I could have said. I imagine teary reunions where you apologize for what you did to me. I dream it is enough while knowing it isnât. Your words will never be enough. Why is it that even now, knowing this will be one of our final visits together, all I can do is fight? Old habits die hard. âDo you hate Ian?â you ask me, and your breath wheezes in and out of your chest. I can see your collarbones beginning to show through your t-shirt. Your face is swollen from the medication and painkillers, but your bones and veins are stark beneath your skin. Itâs as if your body is deflating from your toes, and all thatâs left to do is push the air out of your head before you collapse to the ground like an empty balloon. You open your eyes briefly, and I see that familiar brown gaze. You have hazel irises with a slightly green hue; it is a colour that brings a bitter taste to my mouth for it reminds me of blood and fear. But now you are pitiful, feeble. And I love you more than when you were well. Cancer has made you human when physical strength and a life of success never could. I do hate Ian. I want to scream it from the rooftops and spray paint it on the streets. I hate Ian. I hate that he is your brother, and I hate that he is weak. Though he has never raised a hand to me, his words are biting, as is his certainty that I donât deserve your love. I much prefer your anger to his. âIan⌠Is struggling,â is what I tell you instead and I want to throw my fist through the dry wall. Iâm protecting you again, the way I have since I was a child. Iâm refusing to say what deserves to be spoken aloud, refusing to acknowledge the rage that is smothering this house and everyone in it. I think Ian is too much like you, but whatâs the point in saying so. Is it habit? Is it my despair? Perhaps, I donât know how to tell the truth; I donât know how to speak to you when I know you cannot harm me anymore. âHeâs scared,â you say, as if that is enough. As if one manâs pain is justice for all the hurt he has caused. How unfair of you. Fear never mattered before, never stopped you though I begged and cried. You are different now, a stranger to who I knew. No, this is all wrong. Why do we spend our breath pretending we are people we are not? If I could be honest for a second, I think I would finally tell you the truth. If we were alone, and I could not hear your brother hovering beyond the doors, monitoring you. Maybe, if I could bear to remind you of who you were before you got sick, I would be able to say what needs to be said. I think in another world, in a universe just like ours, youâd understand too. Iâm scared, Dad. Iâve been scared my whole life. I swallowed my pride; I debased my soul. I never told another person what you did to me, though my pain was all the proof in the world. I craved your hateful touch that smothered and burned. I found a place among the horror, found meaning in being spurned. Before you, I was in an orphanage; I have been unwanted since I was born. And now you are preparing to leave, and I cannot follow you to the place you will go. After all this time. After all we have done. You are going to die, and I donât want to be alone. âAre you afraid?â I ask. In my mind, I say âDaddy, Iâm terrified. Please donât go.â âNo, Iâm ready,â you whisper, and a tear slips down your swollen cheek. I think it should be me, not you; I am weighted by my grief. âThatâs enough,â Ian steps into the room. He saw your tears; he knows I have upset you. âYour Dad is tired, visit another time,â he says and there is no room for discussion. Suddenly, Iâm embarrassed. I stand and rub at my eyes. I didnât mean to make you feel sad, I wish I could spare you from the hurt I feel every moment of every day. I regret my time spent here, though I cannot bear to be away. Honestly, I regret being born into the world. I wish I had been drowned as a babe. âPromise me that you wonât hurt yourself,â you say before I can go. âPromise that youâll stay alive,â you demand and catch me by the wrist. Your head hangs heavy, your chin drifts towards your chest. âI promise,â I say, and my voice breaks around the word. I want to argue, âYou promised that you would love me, and wasnât that a lie?â You drop your hand, and my skin prickles in the absence of your touch. âGoodnight, Dad,â I whisper because I know I wonât return. This is the last time we will be together, our final memory before you go. âI love you,â you say, before I step out into the frosty night. âI love you too,â but you know I do, and it was never enough. I love you so much, Dad. A love that was always pure and true. I love you, but you donât know what love is, though you think you do.
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2023.03.21 00:11 dziadek1990 [written scene] Girls do AU Discussion
Original Polish version
Context: The Girls are having a break from D&D, and Twilight suggested a creatively lighter entertainment: discussion of Alternate Realities, where their lives turned out differently.
Location: Ground-floor living room at Fluttershy's⌠though the pegasus is in a different room at the moment.
"So! In this scenario we're all students living in a dorm, and we're having a drastically..."
"...okay, perhaps we're not leading that drastically different lifes compared to our current reality, but, well..."
"Anyway! I here overall have changed the least in this scenario: I am a student working my butt off, labouring on my thesis, while you girls--"
"And the subject of your thesis is�"
"...what? Already? Isn't it too soon for� Umm, Artificial Intelligence. Economics. Traveling Salesman Problem⌠or whatsis name when they translate it into Equestrian. But for now unimportant; we'll return to it later. Anyways⌠err⌠well, um, like...
(to Pinkie) "Hehehe⌠âwell um like' ⌠it's some advanced science term, I think..."
"Pinkie will be a crazy party-girl â so no changes. She'll be spending whole days going wild with her gal-pals, so, with a half of all female students, because more-or-less half of them are extraverts just like she is. I dunno. I'll check later if half or more or less ponies are extraverts. And Pinkie will be spending so much time on tea parties and downing shots and on dance floors that her grades will be doing a nose-dive, but she won't be worried, because her father--"
"...wait, Pinkie? Question."
"Yea?"
"Do you want your dad to be loaded in this story and to fund your education, and for that Theoretical You not to be worried about anything, or would you rather have more dramas, where you fight with addiction, and where you absolutely have to pass the semester, else you won't afford any re-dos, and you'll land on the street, homeless, because there won't be any perspectives for a stable job, perhaps? How would you like it? Do you want this Pinkie to have an easy or a difficult life?"
"Easy! Because I have it hard! I wanna my daddy to spoil me with munny so I could buy MOUNTAINS of all sorts of doodads and doohickeys andd gizmos and shiny things! I want some of my âgal-pals' to secretly hate me, and only go after my cash!"
"Yes Ma'am!
"And all's alright!"
"Rainbow! Your turn!"
"And Dashie will be a bully and will be pulling test answers from nerds!"
"Hey! I'm deciding! My character, my ideas!"
(to Twilight) "I wanna be a bully, and I want to pull test answers from the nerds."
"Thief! Stealer! Watch, ponies! She's already stealing others' ideas! A true felon she is! A perfect role for a perfect bully!"
"Thanks! As a prize I'll give you an Indian Burn!"
*grabs Pinkie's forearm*
"...darn, it's not working⌠What gives?"
"Is it that school-torture-bully-thing Gilda showed you? For that you'd need claws, Dashie. Or hands, or something."
"RETURNING to the subject⌠We have: the me-nerd, the Pinkie-partygal, and the Rainbow-bully. We'll create the rest of the cast a bit later, when other Girls exit Fluttershy's room."
"Wait, Rares is gone? Did she join them? ...and what're they doing there so long anyways? Did Shy seriously suck them into that anime, and are they watching full episodes right now?"
"I do not know. We'll peek later. For now: brainstorming. Let's throw out some ideas! A story is not just some characters and a location! In any case, a university and a dorm are an insufficient list of locations for the action to take place in!"
"Add cafes and roomsies of hundreds of my gal-pals and the dis-co-clubs!"
"Okay, though the action inside discos won't be taking that long..."
"Waa?? But waiii?"
"It's loud as sh-- ...shockingly loud, they are. There is no way to write dialogues in those places, since nobody will be hearing eachother speak."
"Narrations. We can always narrativate what is happening! Oh and I can also talk in sign language with my deaf gal-pals, even when it'll be loud!"
"Why the eff do deaf girls go to the disco if they can't hear the music?"
"They feel the vibrations! UNTS-UNTS-UNTS-UNTS! I have many deaf gal-pals IRL and I know they like it when loud bass music makes their chests and hearts and lungs vibrate!"
"Seriously? Huh."
"I was thinking a bit, and⌠what would you say if Rainbow hurt, or mocked one of Pinkie's girlfriends, and Pinkie, who's normally peaceful, attacked somebody for the first time in her life, and bucked Rainbow in the face?"
"Pinkie'd die, and the story would be too short."
"Don't you be so high-and-mighty because sometimes I kick your butt when we play-wrestle IRL so there! And that Pinkie from the story probs had to deal at the dorm with all sorts of guys who are dinks and learned a self-defense grab or two because of that! That Alt Pinkie would break Alt Rainbow's bones!"
"In your dreams, shorty."
"The giraffe has spoken!"
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Context: The Girls are having a break from D&D, and Twilight suggested a creatively lighter entertainment: discussion of Alternate Realities, where their lives turned out differently.
Location: Ground-floor living room at Fluttershy's⌠though the pegasus is in a different room at the moment.
"So! In this scenario we're all students living in a dorm, and we're having a drastically..."
"...okay, perhaps we're not leading that drastically different lifes compared to our current reality, but, well..."
"Anyway! I here overall have changed the least in this scenario: I am a student working my butt off, labouring on my thesis, while you girls--"
"And the subject of your thesis is�"
"...what? Already? Isn't it too soon for� Umm, Artificial Intelligence. Economics. Traveling Salesman Problem⌠or whatsis name when they translate it into Equestrian. But for now unimportant; we'll return to it later. Anyways⌠err⌠well, um, like...
(to Pinkie) "Hehehe⌠âwell um like' ⌠it's some advanced science term, I think..."
"Pinkie will be a crazy party-girl â so no changes. She'll be spending whole days going wild with her gal-pals, so, with a half of all female students, because more-or-less half of them are extraverts just like she is. I dunno. I'll check later if half or more or less ponies are extraverts. And Pinkie will be spending so much time on tea parties and downing shots and on dance floors that her grades will be doing a nose-dive, but she won't be worried, because her father--"
"...wait, Pinkie? Question."
"Yea?"
"Do you want your dad to be loaded in this story and to fund your education, and for that Theoretical You not to be worried about anything, or would you rather have more dramas, where you fight with addiction, and where you absolutely have to pass the semester, else you won't afford any re-dos, and you'll land on the street, homeless, because there won't be any perspectives for a stable job, perhaps? How would you like it? Do you want this Pinkie to have an easy or a difficult life?"
"Easy! Because I have it hard! I wanna my daddy to spoil me with munny so I could buy MOUNTAINS of all sorts of doodads and doohickeys andd gizmos and shiny things! I want some of my âgal-pals' to secretly hate me, and only go after my cash!"
"Yes Ma'am!
"And all's alright!"
"Rainbow! Your turn!"
"And Dashie will be a bully and will be pulling test answers from nerds!"
"Hey! I'm deciding! My character, my ideas!"
(to Twilight) "I wanna be a bully, and I want to pull test answers from the nerds."
"Thief! Stealer! Watch, ponies! She's already stealing others' ideas! A true felon she is! A perfect role for a perfect bully!"
"Thanks! As a prize I'll give you an Indian Burn!"
*grabs Pinkie's forearm*
"...darn, it's not working⌠What gives?"
"Is it that school-torture-bully-thing Gilda showed you? For that you'd need claws, Dashie. Or hands, or something."
"RETURNING to the subject⌠We have: the me-nerd, the Pinkie-partygal, and the Rainbow-bully. We'll create the rest of the cast a bit later, when other Girls exit Fluttershy's room."
"Wait, Rares is gone? Did she join them? ...and what're they doing there so long anyways? Did Shy seriously suck them into that anime, and are they watching full episodes right now?"
"I do not know. We'll peek later. For now: brainstorming. Let's throw out some ideas! A story is not just some characters and a location! In any case, a university and a dorm are an insufficient list of locations for the action to take place in!"
"Add cafes and roomsies of hundreds of my gal-pals and the dis-co-clubs!"
"Okay, though the action inside discos won't be taking that long..."
"Waa?? But waiii?"
"It's loud as sh-- ...shockingly loud, they are. There is no way to write dialogues in those places, since nobody will be hearing eachother speak."
"Narrations. We can always narrativate what is happening! Oh and I can also talk in sign language with my deaf gal-pals, even when it'll be loud!"
"Why the eff do deaf girls go to the disco if they can't hear the music?"
"They feel the vibrations! UNTS-UNTS-UNTS-UNTS! I have many deaf gal-pals IRL and I know they like it when loud bass music makes their chests and hearts and lungs vibrate!"
"Seriously? Huh."
"I was thinking a bit, and⌠what would you say if Rainbow hurt, or mocked one of Pinkie's girlfriends, and Pinkie, who's normally peaceful, attacked somebody for the first time in her life, and bucked Rainbow in the face?"
"Pinkie'd die, and the story would be too short."
"Don't you be so high-and-mighty because sometimes I kick your butt when we play-wrestle IRL so there! And that Pinkie from the story probs had to deal at the dorm with all sorts of guys who are dinks and learned a self-defense grab or two because of that! That Alt Pinkie would break Alt Rainbow's bones!"
"In your dreams, shorty."
"The giraffe has spoken!"
"GIRLS!"
2023.03.21 00:11 RyCooder12 Thinking of doing this summer road trip. Any suggestions?
Not this summer but possibly next Iâd like to do the following road trip across Canada and the US with a friend of mine. Weâre both in our mid twenties. Iâd be driving in a Subaru Outback with a matress in the back, as well as a tent for campgrounds. Weâd have 56 days to do it and start at the beginning of July.
Let me know if thereâs any changes youâd make. Looking to do a lot of hiking and sight seeing. Will stay in car & tent when possible, otherwise in motels.
Also, is there anywhere on this list where a reservation will be necessary? I know I wonât be able to get a campsite in somewhere like Yosemite Valley on the day of arrival but iâd be fine with staying at a site nearby and driving in for the day.
Here it is. Thanks in advance!
Day 1: Drive from New Brunswick Canada to Montreal
Day 2-3: Drive to Killarney Provincial Park, Ontario, stay two nights.
Day 4-5: Drive to Pukaskwa National Park, Ontario, stay two nights
Day 6: Drive to Blue Lake Provincial Park
Day 7: Drive to Regina
Day 8: Drive to Calgary
Day 9-12: Drive to Jasper, stay four nights
Day 13: Drive to Hope, BC
Day 14-17: Drive to Olympic National Park, stay four nights
Day 18-21: Drive to Mount Rainier National Park, stay four nights
Day 22: Drive to Newport OR along coast via Astoria
Day 22-23: Drive to Redwood National Park, stay two nights.
Day 24: Drive to San Fran via Coastal Highway
Day 25: Drive to San Luis Obispo via Coast
Day 26-29: Drive to Yosemite. Stay four nights.
Day 30-32: Drive to Sequoia National Park. Stay three nights.
Day 33-35: Drive to Death Valley, stay three nights.
Day 36-39: Drive to Sedona. Stay four nights. Day trip to Grand Canyon.
Day 40-41: Drive to Albuquerque, stay two nights
Day 42: Drive to Oklahoma City
Day 42-43: Drive to Petit Jean State Park, Arkansas. Stay two nights
Day 44: Drive to Nashville
Day 45-46: Drive to Gatlinburg, stay for two nights
Day 47-48: Drive to Asheville, stay for two nights
Day 49-50: Drive to Floyd via Blue Ridge Parkway. Stay two nights
Day 51-52: Drive to Shenendoah National Park. Stay two nights
Day 53-54: Drive to NYC. Stay two nights.
Day 55: Drive to Portland ME.
Day 56: Drive home to New Brunswick
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Let me know if thereâs any changes youâd make. Looking to do a lot of hiking and sight seeing. Will stay in car & tent when possible, otherwise in motels.
Also, is there anywhere on this list where a reservation will be necessary? I know I wonât be able to get a campsite in somewhere like Yosemite Valley on the day of arrival but iâd be fine with staying at a site nearby and driving in for the day.
Here it is. Thanks in advance!
Day 1: Drive from New Brunswick Canada to Montreal
Day 2-3: Drive to Killarney Provincial Park, Ontario, stay two nights.
Day 4-5: Drive to Pukaskwa National Park, Ontario, stay two nights
Day 6: Drive to Blue Lake Provincial Park
Day 7: Drive to Regina
Day 8: Drive to Calgary
Day 9-12: Drive to Jasper, stay four nights
Day 13: Drive to Hope, BC
Day 14-17: Drive to Olympic National Park, stay four nights
Day 18-21: Drive to Mount Rainier National Park, stay four nights
Day 22: Drive to Newport OR along coast via Astoria
Day 22-23: Drive to Redwood National Park, stay two nights.
Day 24: Drive to San Fran via Coastal Highway
Day 25: Drive to San Luis Obispo via Coast
Day 26-29: Drive to Yosemite. Stay four nights.
Day 30-32: Drive to Sequoia National Park. Stay three nights.
Day 33-35: Drive to Death Valley, stay three nights.
Day 36-39: Drive to Sedona. Stay four nights. Day trip to Grand Canyon.
Day 40-41: Drive to Albuquerque, stay two nights
Day 42: Drive to Oklahoma City
Day 42-43: Drive to Petit Jean State Park, Arkansas. Stay two nights
Day 44: Drive to Nashville
Day 45-46: Drive to Gatlinburg, stay for two nights
Day 47-48: Drive to Asheville, stay for two nights
Day 49-50: Drive to Floyd via Blue Ridge Parkway. Stay two nights
Day 51-52: Drive to Shenendoah National Park. Stay two nights
Day 53-54: Drive to NYC. Stay two nights.
Day 55: Drive to Portland ME.
Day 56: Drive home to New Brunswick
2023.03.21 00:08 dziadek1990 AU Discussion
Original Polish version
Context: The Girls are having a break from D&D, and Twilight suggested a creatively lighter entertainment: discussion of Alternate Realities, where their lives turned out differently.
Location: Ground-floor living room at Fluttershy's⌠though the pegasus is in a different room at the moment.
"So! In this scenario we're all students living in a dorm, and we're having a drastically..."
"...okay, perhaps we're not leading that drastically different lifes compared to our current reality, but, well..."
"Anyway! I here overall have changed the least in this scenario: I am a student working my butt off, labouring on my thesis, while you girls--"
"And the subject of your thesis is�"
"...what? Already? Isn't it too soon for� Umm, Artificial Intelligence. Economics. Traveling Salesman Problem⌠or whatsis name when they translate it into Equestrian. But for now unimportant; we'll return to it later. Anyways⌠err⌠well, um, like...
(to Pinkie) "Hehehe⌠âwell um like' ⌠it's some advanced science term, I think..."
"Pinkie will be a crazy party-girl â so no changes. She'll be spending whole days going wild with her gal-pals, so, with a half of all female students, because more-or-less half of them are extraverts just like she is. I dunno. I'll check later if half or more or less ponies are extraverts. And Pinkie will be spending so much time on tea parties and downing shots and on dance floors that her grades will be doing a nose-dive, but she won't be worried, because her father--"
"...wait, Pinkie? Question."
"Yea?"
"Do you want your dad to be loaded in this story and to fund your education, and for that Theoretical You not to be worried about anything, or would you rather have more dramas, where you fight with addiction, and where you absolutely have to pass the semester, else you won't afford any re-dos, and you'll land on the street, homeless, because there won't be any perspectives for a stable job, perhaps? How would you like it? Do you want this Pinkie to have an easy or a difficult life?"
"Easy! Because I have it hard! I wanna my daddy to spoil me with munny so I could buy MOUNTAINS of all sorts of doodads and doohickeys andd gizmos and shiny things! I want some of my âgal-pals' to secretly hate me, and only go after my cash!"
"Yes Ma'am!
"And all's alright!"
"Rainbow! Your turn!"
"And Dashie will be a bully and will be pulling test answers from nerds!"
"Hey! I'm deciding! My character, my ideas!"
(to Twilight) "I wanna be a bully, and I want to pull test answers from the nerds."
"Thief! Stealer! Watch, ponies! She's already stealing others' ideas! A true felon she is! A perfect role for a perfect bully!"
"Thanks! As a prize I'll give you an Indian Burn!"
*grabs Pinkie's forearm*
"...darn, it's not working⌠What gives?"
"Is it that school-torture-bully-thing Gilda showed you? For that you'd need claws, Dashie. Or hands, or something."
"RETURNING to the subject⌠We have: the me-nerd, the Pinkie-partygal, and the Rainbow-bully. We'll create the rest of the cast a bit later, when other Girls exit Fluttershy's room."
"Wait, Rares is gone? Did she join them? ...and what're they doing there so long anyways? Did Shy seriously suck them into that anime, and are they watching full episodes right now?"
"I do not know. We'll peek later. For now: brainstorming. Let's throw out some ideas! A story is not just some characters and a location! In any case, a university and a dorm are an insufficient list of locations for the action to take place in!"
"Add cafes and roomsies of hundreds of my gal-pals and the dis-co-clubs!"
"Okay, though the action inside discos won't be taking that long..."
"Waa?? But waiii?"
"It's loud as sh-- ...shockingly loud, they are. There is no way to write dialogues in those places, since nobody will be hearing eachother speak."
"Narrations. We can always narrativate what is happening! Oh and I can also talk in sign language with my deaf gal-pals, even when it'll be loud!"
"Why the eff do deaf girls go to the disco if they can't hear the music?"
"They feel the vibrations! UNTS-UNTS-UNTS-UNTS! I have many deaf gal-pals IRL and I know they like it when loud bass music makes their chests and hearts and lungs vibrate!"
"Seriously? Huh."
"I was thinking a bit, and⌠what would you say if Rainbow hurt, or mocked one of Pinkie's girlfriends, and Pinkie, who's normally peaceful, attacked somebody for the first time in her life, and bucked Rainbow in the face?"
"Pinkie'd die, and the story would be too short."
"Don't you be so high-and-mighty because sometimes I kick your butt when we play-wrestle IRL so there! And that Pinkie from the story probs had to deal at the dorm with all sorts of guys who are dinks and learned a self-defense grab or two because of that! That Alt Pinkie would break Alt Rainbow's bones!"
"In your dreams, shorty."
"The giraffe has spoken!"
submitted by dziadek1990 to emotestories [link] [comments]
Context: The Girls are having a break from D&D, and Twilight suggested a creatively lighter entertainment: discussion of Alternate Realities, where their lives turned out differently.
Location: Ground-floor living room at Fluttershy's⌠though the pegasus is in a different room at the moment.
"So! In this scenario we're all students living in a dorm, and we're having a drastically..."
"...okay, perhaps we're not leading that drastically different lifes compared to our current reality, but, well..."
"Anyway! I here overall have changed the least in this scenario: I am a student working my butt off, labouring on my thesis, while you girls--"
"And the subject of your thesis is�"
"...what? Already? Isn't it too soon for� Umm, Artificial Intelligence. Economics. Traveling Salesman Problem⌠or whatsis name when they translate it into Equestrian. But for now unimportant; we'll return to it later. Anyways⌠err⌠well, um, like...
(to Pinkie) "Hehehe⌠âwell um like' ⌠it's some advanced science term, I think..."
"Pinkie will be a crazy party-girl â so no changes. She'll be spending whole days going wild with her gal-pals, so, with a half of all female students, because more-or-less half of them are extraverts just like she is. I dunno. I'll check later if half or more or less ponies are extraverts. And Pinkie will be spending so much time on tea parties and downing shots and on dance floors that her grades will be doing a nose-dive, but she won't be worried, because her father--"
"...wait, Pinkie? Question."
"Yea?"
"Do you want your dad to be loaded in this story and to fund your education, and for that Theoretical You not to be worried about anything, or would you rather have more dramas, where you fight with addiction, and where you absolutely have to pass the semester, else you won't afford any re-dos, and you'll land on the street, homeless, because there won't be any perspectives for a stable job, perhaps? How would you like it? Do you want this Pinkie to have an easy or a difficult life?"
"Easy! Because I have it hard! I wanna my daddy to spoil me with munny so I could buy MOUNTAINS of all sorts of doodads and doohickeys andd gizmos and shiny things! I want some of my âgal-pals' to secretly hate me, and only go after my cash!"
"Yes Ma'am!
"And all's alright!"
"Rainbow! Your turn!"
"And Dashie will be a bully and will be pulling test answers from nerds!"
"Hey! I'm deciding! My character, my ideas!"
(to Twilight) "I wanna be a bully, and I want to pull test answers from the nerds."
"Thief! Stealer! Watch, ponies! She's already stealing others' ideas! A true felon she is! A perfect role for a perfect bully!"
"Thanks! As a prize I'll give you an Indian Burn!"
*grabs Pinkie's forearm*
"...darn, it's not working⌠What gives?"
"Is it that school-torture-bully-thing Gilda showed you? For that you'd need claws, Dashie. Or hands, or something."
"RETURNING to the subject⌠We have: the me-nerd, the Pinkie-partygal, and the Rainbow-bully. We'll create the rest of the cast a bit later, when other Girls exit Fluttershy's room."
"Wait, Rares is gone? Did she join them? ...and what're they doing there so long anyways? Did Shy seriously suck them into that anime, and are they watching full episodes right now?"
"I do not know. We'll peek later. For now: brainstorming. Let's throw out some ideas! A story is not just some characters and a location! In any case, a university and a dorm are an insufficient list of locations for the action to take place in!"
"Add cafes and roomsies of hundreds of my gal-pals and the dis-co-clubs!"
"Okay, though the action inside discos won't be taking that long..."
"Waa?? But waiii?"
"It's loud as sh-- ...shockingly loud, they are. There is no way to write dialogues in those places, since nobody will be hearing eachother speak."
"Narrations. We can always narrativate what is happening! Oh and I can also talk in sign language with my deaf gal-pals, even when it'll be loud!"
"Why the eff do deaf girls go to the disco if they can't hear the music?"
"They feel the vibrations! UNTS-UNTS-UNTS-UNTS! I have many deaf gal-pals IRL and I know they like it when loud bass music makes their chests and hearts and lungs vibrate!"
"Seriously? Huh."
"I was thinking a bit, and⌠what would you say if Rainbow hurt, or mocked one of Pinkie's girlfriends, and Pinkie, who's normally peaceful, attacked somebody for the first time in her life, and bucked Rainbow in the face?"
"Pinkie'd die, and the story would be too short."
"Don't you be so high-and-mighty because sometimes I kick your butt when we play-wrestle IRL so there! And that Pinkie from the story probs had to deal at the dorm with all sorts of guys who are dinks and learned a self-defense grab or two because of that! That Alt Pinkie would break Alt Rainbow's bones!"
"In your dreams, shorty."
"The giraffe has spoken!"
"GIRLS!"
2023.03.21 00:06 wrandyinyapanties Hit and run
I'm located in California. I was traveling the speed limit on a surface street when a car pulled out from a strip-mall driveway and hit the back passenger side of my car. This redirected my car onto the sidewalk and into a local business.
The driver ran, but I got a possible plate number from a witness. The police took a report, but it didn't sound like that would go anywhere. I let my insurance know what happened and went hunting for any video footage of what happened.
Long story short, am I on the hook for all costs if they can't locate the vehicle or driver?
My car was at the dealer for repairs for 6 weeks and this happens the day I get it back. The car is financed, so i have insurance, but I cant afford a claim against my insurance. I already know I can't afford to replace the car, but being liable for the rest would just rub salt in the wound.
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The driver ran, but I got a possible plate number from a witness. The police took a report, but it didn't sound like that would go anywhere. I let my insurance know what happened and went hunting for any video footage of what happened.
Long story short, am I on the hook for all costs if they can't locate the vehicle or driver?
My car was at the dealer for repairs for 6 weeks and this happens the day I get it back. The car is financed, so i have insurance, but I cant afford a claim against my insurance. I already know I can't afford to replace the car, but being liable for the rest would just rub salt in the wound.
2023.03.21 00:04 SleighDriver Controversial Take: We don't need so much damn fog
Let me start by saying that I love the new art direction. I like the earth tones, the grey tones, the spartan use of occasional color to make certain areas pop or spells to stand out.
What I don't like is how, when I started the game, the world looked like a toddler was in charge of the gamma settings. Shadows weren't black, they were darkish grey. Browns were coated in grey. Greys were coated in more grey.
I'm on a Win11 PC with an OLED HDR gsync gaming monitor, and I know what true black shadows look like in a HDR-enabled game. Heck, I see them in D2R. I must've spent 3 solid hours playing with every video setting known to man/woman to fix this perceived problem in D4. And then, I noticed a few things.
First, the UI looks perfect in HDR. There are true blacks in the UI, wonderful shadow detail, and no hint of gamma problems. Second, the character creator also shows a perfect implementation of HDR with true black levels in some shadow areas and no hint of gamma problems. But then I noticed, in the background of the character creator, is a heavily fogged area that looks like someone's been hotboxing for a week straight. And then, third, some later dungeons are devoid of fog and look amazing. Suddenly I saw how the gamma, art, brightness - they're all correct. They aren't the problem.
The washed out haziness that's sparked some degree of debate, consternation, and arguments over art direction is all due to excessive fog.
The amount of fog both outdoors and in most indoor environments is unreal, and I mean that literally. When you consider how much it impacts color saturation and diffuses light at the distance of the camera to your character, we're talking levels of fog where you can't see more than a block down the street. Or you left something burning on the stove and your smoke alarms are screaming at you. And so the impact it has on color saturation - and I'm not talking colorful color saturation, but rather skin tones, earth tones, everything - hits the uncanny valley.
It just doesn't look right. (But we're all so thankful that it doesn't look like D3 that we don't want to complain about it.)
Turning the fog quality down in the menu doesn't reduce the amount of fog. So I'll argue that we either need an option to tone the fog down or, alternatively, Blizzard could tell their fog lead that she/he isn't getting paid based on the total density of fog they cram into the game. Some fog and haze is good, it's natural, we expect it. But D4 has fog turned up to 11. Let's bump it down to a 5-ish.
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What I don't like is how, when I started the game, the world looked like a toddler was in charge of the gamma settings. Shadows weren't black, they were darkish grey. Browns were coated in grey. Greys were coated in more grey.
I'm on a Win11 PC with an OLED HDR gsync gaming monitor, and I know what true black shadows look like in a HDR-enabled game. Heck, I see them in D2R. I must've spent 3 solid hours playing with every video setting known to man/woman to fix this perceived problem in D4. And then, I noticed a few things.
First, the UI looks perfect in HDR. There are true blacks in the UI, wonderful shadow detail, and no hint of gamma problems. Second, the character creator also shows a perfect implementation of HDR with true black levels in some shadow areas and no hint of gamma problems. But then I noticed, in the background of the character creator, is a heavily fogged area that looks like someone's been hotboxing for a week straight. And then, third, some later dungeons are devoid of fog and look amazing. Suddenly I saw how the gamma, art, brightness - they're all correct. They aren't the problem.
The washed out haziness that's sparked some degree of debate, consternation, and arguments over art direction is all due to excessive fog.
The amount of fog both outdoors and in most indoor environments is unreal, and I mean that literally. When you consider how much it impacts color saturation and diffuses light at the distance of the camera to your character, we're talking levels of fog where you can't see more than a block down the street. Or you left something burning on the stove and your smoke alarms are screaming at you. And so the impact it has on color saturation - and I'm not talking colorful color saturation, but rather skin tones, earth tones, everything - hits the uncanny valley.
It just doesn't look right. (But we're all so thankful that it doesn't look like D3 that we don't want to complain about it.)
Turning the fog quality down in the menu doesn't reduce the amount of fog. So I'll argue that we either need an option to tone the fog down or, alternatively, Blizzard could tell their fog lead that she/he isn't getting paid based on the total density of fog they cram into the game. Some fog and haze is good, it's natural, we expect it. But D4 has fog turned up to 11. Let's bump it down to a 5-ish.
2023.03.21 00:00 cherryariesxo i (30f) found out he was married (32m)
3 months ago i found out that the guy i had been seeing for 2 months was married. i was devastated. we talked a LOT, and spent a lot of time together. when i found out, i told the wife. for some context, she travels out of the country often and they spend months apart. they are more of a long distance couple at this point. they are a legit couple but got married for her green card. when i told the wife, she was very kind, thanked me for telling her but said she wanted no details as her dad was in the hospital⌠her dad died the next day :/ so i donât blame her for not wanting to deal w this⌠he ghosted me and i never heard anything from either of them. that was around christmas . 3 months later iâm still stalking her story (i know) and i see she has forgiven him. they are together now, she posted a story saying âso happy to wake up next to this wonderful manâ. Like GIRL. your man is out here in the streets! how can you say that! knowing he was lying about his life & plotting & manipulating women into sleeping w him while youâre away. Maybe she can get over it but iâm not.
one of my friends thinks i should send this:
âiâm sorry girl but idk how you can say that. He came on so strong pursuing me just for me to find out heâs married, and then ghost me. And never even say anything. If he was just looking to fuck, he shouldnât have stayed the night (both nights), keep hanging out the next day, take me to the airport, and shower with me. It shouldnât have to be said that all of that is misleading, and CREEPY knowing what i know now.
I think back to things he randomly said that made me wonder why he would say that. One being âyeah i need sex like once a weekâ and the other being âyeah i could commute to LA once a week.â These are things he said over the phone when he was calling me every night . He clearly was plotting to find some girl he could have consistent casual sex with while youâre away. For him to do everything he did for ZERO regard of how it would affect other people is absolutely psychopathic behavior. For him to go that out of his way to lie about who he is and manipulate women into sleeping with him is absolutely insane. I just want you to know none of this is directed toward you and that I completely respect you and however you chose to deal with it & the only reason Iâm even saying anything is bc i was pretty hurt and shocked by the situation and I do have questions. I get if you donât wanna respond to this either. But this whole situation was weird for me and I wish he wouldâve just not tried to see me again after being confronted. â
Some friends are saying i need to let it go, others are saying i should send it. Give me some honest feedback please . I know i should move on focus on myself and let it go. but he is a PSYCHOPATH who tricked me into sleeping w him, said he wanted a relationship etc.
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one of my friends thinks i should send this:
âiâm sorry girl but idk how you can say that. He came on so strong pursuing me just for me to find out heâs married, and then ghost me. And never even say anything. If he was just looking to fuck, he shouldnât have stayed the night (both nights), keep hanging out the next day, take me to the airport, and shower with me. It shouldnât have to be said that all of that is misleading, and CREEPY knowing what i know now.
I think back to things he randomly said that made me wonder why he would say that. One being âyeah i need sex like once a weekâ and the other being âyeah i could commute to LA once a week.â These are things he said over the phone when he was calling me every night . He clearly was plotting to find some girl he could have consistent casual sex with while youâre away. For him to do everything he did for ZERO regard of how it would affect other people is absolutely psychopathic behavior. For him to go that out of his way to lie about who he is and manipulate women into sleeping with him is absolutely insane. I just want you to know none of this is directed toward you and that I completely respect you and however you chose to deal with it & the only reason Iâm even saying anything is bc i was pretty hurt and shocked by the situation and I do have questions. I get if you donât wanna respond to this either. But this whole situation was weird for me and I wish he wouldâve just not tried to see me again after being confronted. â
Some friends are saying i need to let it go, others are saying i should send it. Give me some honest feedback please . I know i should move on focus on myself and let it go. but he is a PSYCHOPATH who tricked me into sleeping w him, said he wanted a relationship etc.
2023.03.20 23:55 Mizzno [H] Games [W] Visage, A Hat in Time, Tower Unite, Mega Man 11, CODE VEIN, Offers
For sale, for Steam gift cards (or gifted Steam Wallet balance):
For trade:
*tentatively up for trade, assuming I buy the bundle
WANT:
IGS Rep Page: https://www.reddit.com/IGSRep/comments/ti26nz/mizznos_igs_rep_page/
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- Dark Soulsâ˘: Prepare To Die⢠Edition (removed from Steam Store;
$350$400 or best offer) - Fall Guys (removed from Steam Store)
- Fall Guys - Dragon Hugger Pack (removed from Steam Store)
- Fall Guys - Fast Food Costume Pack (removed from Steam Store)
- Fall Guys - Icy Adventure Pack (removed from Steam Store)
- Humble Hunie Sakura Bundle (can also trade for a full "charity" bundle (Australia Fire Relief Bundle or similar))
- Humble Sekai Project Bundle (can also trade for a full "charity" bundle (Stand with Ukraine Bundle or similar))
For trade:
*tentatively up for trade, assuming I buy the bundle
- 112 Operator
- 911 Operator
- The Amazing American Circus
- Armello
- Backbone
- Calico
- Cris Tales
- Euro Truck Simulator 2
- Farming Simulator 17
- Ghostrunner
- Gotham Knights
- Guilty Gear X2 #Reload
- Lust from Beyond: M Edition
- Monaco: What's Yours Is Mine
- Orbital Racer
- Pathfinder: Kingmaker - Enhanced Plus Edition
- PAYDAY 2
- Pilgrims
- Soulblight
- Space Crew: Legendary Edition
- Starfinder Core Rulebook (Paizo key) and Starfinder Adventure: Junker's Delight (Paizo key)
- Strange Brigade
- Stygian: Reign of the Old Ones
- Sunlight
- System Shock 2
- System Shock: Enhanced Edition
- Ticket to Ride
- XCOMÂŽ 2
- X-Morph: Defense Complete Pack
- Fallout: A Post Nuclear Role Playing Game
- Fallout 76
- Fobia - St. Dinfna Hotel
- Othercide
- Shady Part of Me
- Vampire: The Masquerade - Coteries of New York
- Vampire: The Masquerade - Shadows of New York
- Werewolf: The Apocalypse â Heart of the Forest
- Baldur's Gate: Faces of Good and Evil
- Baldur's Gate: Siege of Dragonspear
- Icewind Dale: Enhanced Edition
- Day of the Tentacle Remastered
- Grim Fandango Remastered
- Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic
- STAR WARSŽ: Knights of the Old Republic⢠II
- Highway Blossoms
- HunieCam Studio
- KARAKARA
- Sunrider Academy
- Sunrider: Liberation Day - Captain's Edition
- The Elder Scrolls: Legends: 2 Card Packs (Skyrim) 1 Event Ticket 100 Gold 100 Souls
- ESO Vanity Pet: Bristlegut Piglet and 15 Days of ESO Plus
- Ame no Marginal -Rain Marginal-
- KARAKARA
- Memory's Dogma CODE:01
- Narcissu 10th Anniversary Anthology Project
- Narcissu 10th Anniversary Anthology Project - Season Pass
- A Kiss For the Petals - Remembering How We Met
- Sakura Angels
- Beach Bounce
- Beach Bounce - Soundtrack
- Blue Rose
- Lionessy Story
- My Personal Angel
- Natural - Beyond Nature -
- Postmen Of Horizon (removed from Steam Store)
- Koi-Koi Japan [Hanafuda playing cards]
- Mahjong Pretty Girls Battle
- Mahjong Pretty Girls Battle : School Girls Edition
- Poker Pretty Girls Battle: Texas Hold'em
- Pretty Girls Mahjong Solitaire
- Guns of Icarus Alliance
- Guns of Icarus Online
- Impossible Creatures Steam Edition
- Lethal League
- Tempest: Pirate Action RPG
- Tempest - Treasure Lands
- Tempest - Original Soundtrack
- Warhammer 40,000: Space Wolf
- Warhammer: End Times - Vermintide
- PlateUp!
- SpiritfarerÂŽ: Farewell Edition
- Kingdom Two Crowns
Indivisible- White Day: A Labyrinth Named School
- Warhammer 40,000: Gladius - Relics of War
- Murder by Numbers
- Chivalry: Medieval Warfare
- Steel Ratsâ˘
- Hue
- Strange Brigade
- Sifu Deluxe Edition Upgrade Bundle (Epic key)
- Gal*Gun: Double Peace
- The Invisible Hours
- Synergia
- ROCKETRON
- Project Nimbus: Complete Edition
- Dead Age
- Dusk Diver é éçş
- Spirit Hunter: NG
- Slain: Back from Hell(?)
- Cook, Serve, Delicious!
- Tower of Time
- Danger Scavenger
- Survive the Nights
- The Beast Inside
- Valfaris
- Nongunz: Doppelganger Edition
- This War of Mine
- My Time At Portia
- 112 Operator
- 911 Operator
- Book of Demons
- Broken Age
- Brothers - A Tale of Two Sons
- Crying Suns
- Crying Suns
- Dear Esther: Landmark Edition
- Driftland: The Magic Revival
- Liberated (GOG key)
- Moon Hunters
- Out of Reach: Treasure Royale
- Ring of Pain
- Rustler (Grand Theft Horse)
- Wanderlust: Travel Stories (GOG key)
- WARSAW
- X-Morph: Defense + European Assault, Survival of the Fittest, and Last Bastion DLC (I believe this redeems as the linked Complete Pack, minus the soundtrack)
- ÎV: Rings of Saturn(?)
- Fallout: A Post Nuclear Role Playing Game
- Fobia - St. Dinfna Hotel
- Phoenix Point: Year One Edition
- Deliver Us The Moon
- Morkredd
- Rogue Heroes: Ruins of Tasos
- Space Crew: Legendary Edition
- Spirit Hunter: NG
- Survivalist: Invisible Strain
- Warhammer: Vermintide 2
- ENDLESS⢠Space 2
- Surviving the Aftermath
- The Long Dark
- Fallout 76
- Othercide
- Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous - Enhanced Edition
- Shady Part of Me
- ScourgeBringer
- Ancestors: The Humankind Odyssey
- HOT WHEELS UNLEASHEDâ˘
- Middle-earth: Shadow of Mordor Game of the Year Edition
- Sonic CD (removed from Steam Store)
- LEGOÂŽ Harry Potter: Years 1-4
- LEGOÂŽ Harry Potter: Years 5-7
- STRIDER⢠/ ăšăăŠă¤ăăźéŁçŤÂŽ
- Bionic Commando
- Full Metal Furies
- Ultra Street FighterÂŽ IV
- Starbound
- Mafia III: Sign of the Times
- Outlast 2
- Dreamfall Chapters
- BioShock 2
- Middle-earth: Shadow of Mordor Game of the Year Edition
- Sherlock Holmes: The Devil's Daughter
- The Mean Greens - Plastic Warfare
- Crusaders of the Lost Idols Legendary Starter Pack
- Project CARS (removed from Steam Store)
WANT:
- 5D Chess With Multiverse Time Travel
- A Hat in Time
- Avernum: Escape from the Pit
- CODE VEIN
- CrossCode
- Dead Rising 4
- Dungreed
- Mega Man 11
- Mortal Kombat Komplete Edition
- NBA 2K Playgrounds 2
- NECROPOLIS: BRUTAL EDITION
- Omensight: Definitive Edition
- Street Fighter 30th Anniversary Collection
- Submerged
- Tower Unite
- Visage
- Wonder Boy: The Dragon's Trap
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2023.03.20 23:52 skyersjet Are there any real Londoners on Reddit?
Every "Londoner" I've spoken to on Reddit seems to be the same cookie cutter, moved here a couple years ago, young professional, lives in a flat share, thinks Walthamstow is a nice area because it has new developments and "artisan pubs"
If I talk about estate life, they're clueless. If I mention a relative owning a house they freak out and call them rich (they bought it 40 years ago for ÂŁ20k...) If I say West Drayton isn't considered proper London they get angry and throw Wikipedia definitions at me. They think London is "too dangerous now", because they weren't here in the 1990s and 2000s. They think anywhere in zone 1 is posh.
Most egregiously I said that Kings Cross is a bad area with lots of drugs and thefts (this is well known to any Londoner) and I got massive downvotes probably because they passed through in the day, saw new developments and assumed it was a nice area. Literally seen people shooting up on the street and dealers being arrested there.
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If I talk about estate life, they're clueless. If I mention a relative owning a house they freak out and call them rich (they bought it 40 years ago for ÂŁ20k...) If I say West Drayton isn't considered proper London they get angry and throw Wikipedia definitions at me. They think London is "too dangerous now", because they weren't here in the 1990s and 2000s. They think anywhere in zone 1 is posh.
Most egregiously I said that Kings Cross is a bad area with lots of drugs and thefts (this is well known to any Londoner) and I got massive downvotes probably because they passed through in the day, saw new developments and assumed it was a nice area. Literally seen people shooting up on the street and dealers being arrested there.