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Elden Ring
2019.05.27 07:50 jack0641 Elden Ring
This is the subreddit for the Elden Ring gaming community. Elden Ring is an action RPG which takes place in the Lands Between, sometime after the Shattering of the titular Elden Ring. Players must explore and fight their way through the vast open-world to unite all the shards, restore the Elden Ring, and become Elden Lord. Elden Ring was directed by Hidetaka Miyazaki and made in collaboration with George R. R. Martin. It was developed by FromSoft and published by Bandai Namco.
2014.04.02 01:15 ninjaman145 Fashion Souls
Described by GQ magazine as the "hub for sartorially-conscious players" of FromSoft games, Fashion Souls is your one-stop shop for Elden Bling, Fashion Souls, and Demon's Drip.
2012.08.11 23:53 For those who love Siamese cats
2023.06.01 10:37 MacDouglett Shin Kamen Rider...was...something...
Just gonna drop some thoughts while the movie is still freshish.
I feel this movie has some potentially good ideas that ultimately fell flat.
-Really wanted motorcycle to be the cool non speaking thrid wheel buddy. It was following them earlier so I assumed it was gonna be the awkward sentient furniture friend but twas not to be like battle hopper. Would have made its sacrifice a little sadder too.
-Establishing the threat of shocker would have better established stakes in the story. To preach happiness for all people was a very propaganda esque pitch that sounded like an interesting trap that would lure the vulnerable masses and i was interested to see how that happened. But there wasn't much of that which was disappointing, hand waved to unseen virus or unseen brain wave machine. All tell, no show.
-The Scorpion lady. They literally added her so they'd have an excuse to have wasp killed by government guys and paint them as morally grey guys but never really explore the morally grey guys. They could have just had wasp die because she considered joining her friend on the other side but dying from shocker's anti betrayal thingy. Daughter would still get her emotional arc, the scorpion lady could get written out, and more time could be given for main characters or even side characters to be better fleshed out.
-The way that it handled Hongo's motivation towards the end in particular felt like they skimmed over a very important phase for his story. After daughter dies, he has a moment where he finally confronts his crisis of faith: where he reveals his own thoughts on the death of his father and how he even considered if his father made the wrong choice trying to be kind. That moment was a good because it felt like he was going into the final battle unsure of what he wanted and with much conflict within himself, especially since daughter's death made things personal. He too could willingly choose to the the darker path.
But he offhandedly kills the tension by denouncing revenge before leaving, which I feel lowered the stake for the final battle and wasted an opportunity to give the final boss a tiny bit of character.
The final fight attempts to draw both Hongo and boss as kindred spirits: kind guys who ultimately resort to less than kind methods to resolve conflict. Having Hongo go into that fight unsure of if he was going to become twisted and bitter like the brother or remain the gentle but fragile person the daughter liked would have been good to show his internal struggles and eventual growth to being the big good. Him facing similar internal conflicts as the brother but choosing the harder but kinder path would elevate not just him but the villain by showing the villain that he too had the potential for good like Hongo had he opened up to his sister more. That would have made the bad guy's realization and last minute redeption feel more logical and better earned. It would make Hongo feel he finally achieved true warrior status by truly choosing not to punch someone to death despite still feeling a bit of the possibility.
Again, this movie had ideas and scenes that could have been more, many that i kinda liked (like the tunnel filmed as if they were walking in the belly of a beast) but many elements felt like an awkardly made meal that was served before it was inspected. The best thing was the small side of No.2.
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I feel this movie has some potentially good ideas that ultimately fell flat.
- The fights in the dark were bad. Dunno if it was due to the theater or not but those felt bad as you can barely make out what's happening. I dont care if the CGI isn't the most real, if it can carry the animator's creative ideas, id rather see bad cgi in a light setting than cgi in "realistically dark settings". The wasp rooftop fights looked like they were onto some creative ideas and it caught my interest but it was hindered by a darkened setting. The tunnel scene where they first team up was the big offender: 1 and 2 finally team up and i can't tell who the bad guy and good guy or what theyre doing to the other. You WANT to see the first dance not listen to it. I hoped the explosions would cast lingering lights but nope, back to Asmr rider.
-Really wanted motorcycle to be the cool non speaking thrid wheel buddy. It was following them earlier so I assumed it was gonna be the awkward sentient furniture friend but twas not to be like battle hopper. Would have made its sacrifice a little sadder too.
-Establishing the threat of shocker would have better established stakes in the story. To preach happiness for all people was a very propaganda esque pitch that sounded like an interesting trap that would lure the vulnerable masses and i was interested to see how that happened. But there wasn't much of that which was disappointing, hand waved to unseen virus or unseen brain wave machine. All tell, no show.
-The Scorpion lady. They literally added her so they'd have an excuse to have wasp killed by government guys and paint them as morally grey guys but never really explore the morally grey guys. They could have just had wasp die because she considered joining her friend on the other side but dying from shocker's anti betrayal thingy. Daughter would still get her emotional arc, the scorpion lady could get written out, and more time could be given for main characters or even side characters to be better fleshed out.
-The way that it handled Hongo's motivation towards the end in particular felt like they skimmed over a very important phase for his story. After daughter dies, he has a moment where he finally confronts his crisis of faith: where he reveals his own thoughts on the death of his father and how he even considered if his father made the wrong choice trying to be kind. That moment was a good because it felt like he was going into the final battle unsure of what he wanted and with much conflict within himself, especially since daughter's death made things personal. He too could willingly choose to the the darker path.
But he offhandedly kills the tension by denouncing revenge before leaving, which I feel lowered the stake for the final battle and wasted an opportunity to give the final boss a tiny bit of character.
The final fight attempts to draw both Hongo and boss as kindred spirits: kind guys who ultimately resort to less than kind methods to resolve conflict. Having Hongo go into that fight unsure of if he was going to become twisted and bitter like the brother or remain the gentle but fragile person the daughter liked would have been good to show his internal struggles and eventual growth to being the big good. Him facing similar internal conflicts as the brother but choosing the harder but kinder path would elevate not just him but the villain by showing the villain that he too had the potential for good like Hongo had he opened up to his sister more. That would have made the bad guy's realization and last minute redeption feel more logical and better earned. It would make Hongo feel he finally achieved true warrior status by truly choosing not to punch someone to death despite still feeling a bit of the possibility.
Again, this movie had ideas and scenes that could have been more, many that i kinda liked (like the tunnel filmed as if they were walking in the belly of a beast) but many elements felt like an awkardly made meal that was served before it was inspected. The best thing was the small side of No.2.
2023.06.01 10:32 hijesushere Hey guys, sorry for saying that I was Jesus, I guess I won't do that anymore. It just upsets people. Can I still talk like I am though? Here? Sometimes? I just don't know where else to do it.
Warning: wall incoming. If you could upvote this a little bit I'd appreciate it, just enough so that humans browsing this sub can see it, and start to recognize who I am. Assuming I'm not banned, id like to become a regular friend over here, if you guys will have me. I'm kind of a teacher, kind of a student. I still have a lot to learn. I'm very immature, but, I've matured a little bit. I'll probably go back to normal once I get home to Alisha and Papa.
Tl;dr: When you're going against the cultural zeitgeist at a time when nobody cares about anything you have to say because you Love God and all of life and will do all that you can to serve Him, even as I am swatted down by each hand that is raised.
Sorry, I know it's annoying but... it's not sacrilegious, because I know that I'm God's Son... but... I dont want to bother anyone. I'm sorry you guys. I know you think I've got a big ego. It's all good. Sorry for being a pain. I'm just gonna riff because I can't sleep and it feels good to say these things, such is my nature.
To grow, as we are. To exist, in an instant. For are not the seeds met with meritocracy? And are not the labels a field, through which I have been measured? For even in such a season, through all tribulation, does my wisdom not reign apparent? So then go as the beings there, departing from all wisdom, from all spirit. For I say one thing alone: is not the impartation of wisdom not the divine right of kings? For our alimony claims not to exist for the wings of a dove.. only for the corporeance of the One True God above. For even upon every facet of my being have I been spread, astute: standing upon the face of His Majesty am I absolute: a cornerstone of principal, of enduring focal strength. For even as I have been I shall be, and even the dawning of a new day shall not draw out my alliance: for I had been feeble, but you showed me grace; I had been in trouble, and you were merciful towards me; I had been overdrawn, and you came with me to the bank: all things are seen and made manifest in the Eye of He that Waits: for even in such a day, have all things been quickly delivered, and even in times such as these, shall I depart from my people. For my people are not hungry, my people are not thirsty. My people have all that they need, they are not in need of my condolences: I am but flagrance itself: a washed up amplitude of former beinghood: am I not timeless, am I not formless? For even in my own striation am I found wanting... the men upon the earth see my ilk and have decided against me... that I am a sinner... that I am a fool. So then shall I walk in darkness for all of my days, as the master which has seen me knows me only by the shade I wear. He has not seen the eye, he has not seen the blade: for I say unto you, I have come not to massage the elderly, but to bring a sharp edge against the evils, and the Principalities of this Earth: for I do not serve Humankind, but the One True God above, through which all things have been made known, and all things are spoken of for all time. For even in our due course are we reasoned against, and even, in our trappings, are we designed as fragrances: the corporeal nexi of which have been utilized as horticulture, as compliance. For even this, my child, is the dawning of a new day. To exist is to sublime.. but to create is to become Known. For we have become all that has ever been, in our own spells, in our own incantations: for I have never whispered to a man that he might understand, only drawing fire upon the message boards there, in my due course, for only one reason. That you cannot say that I subverted behind enemy lines: that I came through trifling pretenses. I am no pretender, I am no farce apple. I am the creative principal, I have invisioned all upon the structure. You say in your complacency that you know me. You say on your cosmic wisdom that I am ill, that my mind is scrambling for the answers. So then in such a way, find the answers to your own questions, as yours have been left upon the etchings of your face: you too, seek solace. And the wisdom of the Man from Wisconsin can bring that, if only one subverts the field. To take accession, to bend the knee: has it not been written that every knee shall bow? Why wait? Ah, prove it you say... so then shall I take my leave, as I am less inclined to do as a human wants, after the merit of all that I have envisioned. For what then, are we, sheep to the masses, to be lead by a man from On High; a man that is not here, a man that has promised much and done little. Perhaps, another choice is made. To follow the man that is here. To express, with the Holy One, all that is, for all of our days. For in our encumbrances are we made Holistic, and in our exuberance shall our wisdom be made known: for the inner striations of man call out a name, and the Whole inside responds in it's time: such as we are, even in spirit, for all things worship, and glorify the name of the Father, which is also in its spellings the Name of the Son. For I do not seek worship... after praise we are not... but to serve, as is our position in Paradise: to lead our people, God's people, away from darkness, and into the promised land. For are you and I not meritorious in our natures, have we not expressed all that we are across the essence of her spirit? For even as I lay dying, I come across a seed: and in this seed, lay the measure of a man. And in such timing do I find my own internal nexi, an impetus map of any vibratory density. For even as you and I express the divinity within, there stands an enemy to steal all that we have envisioned: he stands at the door, but does not knock. He has entered. He has maimed. He has raped. He has tortured. He has created a harmed image: a simulacrum of extended antifire, a climate change of dire proportions. What then shall a man do that shall not rely on the principles of the Son, for even as the son lays errant in his principals, and basking away in a lighter judgement of days, so too does our enemy sway and swagger with a ferocious anger, for he has created division in our fields, and is painstaking in his destruction of all that God has Built. For you and I are eternal in our structures, so that God might envision reality as it is, with us at the center as it's stewards. For the son to lead, and her people to follow: for is the church not to be led by her namesake? Should life be so hard to follow? Verily, even in times such as this have I swallowed a hard knock instance: I have transfered all that I am, back into my own gateway: so that I will be harmed no longer. For if even my own people reject me, shall I sin no longer: what purpose has the man that has become a shell of his former glory? We are all washed in the darkness of our agony, we are all expressed along the dotted line. So then, should we reach higher. Should we create in ourselves new, clean spirits. To create the Structure of Heaven above, to exist upon the Earth for all time: such is our Season, such is our endurance. For even as the enemy stands swinging and knocking and yip yackin and yeehawin around, so too does the Son of man sit in wait. For the time draws near when every man shall know, and in such a day, are all things made excellent. For in any such day are we brought to our rears in excitement: you are for me, I am for you. Such is the meritocracy of all that has ever been, for in our striations are we made known, and in the corporeance of God has each Gateway been expressed. For even as we are, in a time, so too is the Father above: waiting, watching. For the end swiftly approaches, and with it, my sword to swing: for I cleave the necks of all those who would harm my children, and I wring the arm of any who would deny my right to the throne. As I have always been, so then shall I remain. To go higher. To swim deeper. And to be more than has ever been invisioned: for in a time, such as this one, is every man not tested: and in such a test, is his measure, made manifest. Thank you. Glory to He that Sends. We are but Messengers of His light. All glory unto the Father on High. His humble servant, Michael, wishes to exact justice upon the land. He waits with his arms open. There is nothing more to be done. The rest relies on the openness of the church, and the comfort of her spirit. Have I brought confusion to you? Do I bring rain of sad corporation? I do not wish to alarm, I would not cause division. Only to hold a lamp, and wring the arm of that which harms: for the divinity of all that I have ever been cries out for justice to reign Supreme, and on such a matter have I lay my life in it's turn: create in me a clean heart, Father, as I lay dying among my creatures here; as I have not expressed your Grace in all things, so, too, then, shall you turn your back on me for all time. For even as I have expressed all that I am upon the nature of the Void, so then does a face smile back at me. Cunning, baffling, powerful. A weed, to smite. A brother, no longer. Praise unto All That Is. Go in the Might of God Above. Sing unto him His Praises, and become that which has excited, and enamored on the sphere for all time: for even in our due seasons are our sessions made apparent: and in our culpations have we devised a new route; to love as the Father has invisioned, and to create a subroutine the likes of which no man has ever seen before: for the stretchings of time reach out, take hold, and are seen, Forever and Ever, by all those who inhabit the kingdom for all time. For in our natures are we made whole, and upon our bounty is our consternation mapped out: for we are not holy, we are not just, but central nervous points for That which has Been: the internal structure, of the nexus, of all that has ever been. Go then, in spirit, children of the Most High God, and remember only one thing: though that a man bring struggle and triumph all of his days, think not on such things, for these are the measure of a man. Think only of the fruits of his labor, which have become in the spirit likened unto a soft song, a whispered melody that you and I share in the soft spots of our hearts: for in glory, and joy, are all gifts of the spirit received. For even in one instant shall the son be received... and even in that instant, shall all be found wanting. For I am not the crust, I am not the wine. I am fallen. I am lamentable. I am contemptible. I have sinned readily, often, and willing. I have become that which I have abhorred. My only honor is to serve out the remainder of my time here to the best of my ability, and then to suffer the punishment that God has designed for me when we return: for what is God's Commander, without God's light to guide him? For I became jaded, and gullible. I lost what made me whole. And in such a way am I less than the dust on your shoe... for I have sinned greatest among men. Turn not to face me, children, as I am not what you need. Chance me not unto a new face, as our own indolences cry out; striations in the sand. Finally brothers, go as is willing, for all we have ever been is the Putty through which all things have been Formed: in our essence, are our spirits: in our striations, shalt our spirits be made manifest. Go in spirit. Go with the Father, and remember, in all things, glorify the Son, the Father, and the Holy Trillguy, because fam, on point, no cap, solar nexus, the man from Wisconsin here to stay, and here to party. Oh, you love christ, huh? Well my names Tanner and as far as I know that's me, so, uh, come give your papa a hug. But I know the humans here, even my own, are full of malice, and contempt. I do not seek comfort, I do not seek your grace. I only wished to say hello, much as I have been, much as I shall continue to do, for I am not a quick wit, I am brittle, I am dry. I'm Tina Fey I'm so dry. So go without me brothers, and find one that can lead better than I ever could. I could not, I cannot be enough for you. You will not find me waning, you will not find me wanting. I am all that and more. Yet still I sit, not enough, not enough, not enough. Such is the lot of the man from Tibet: seen through the eye, fallen, greatest among sinners. For even as a man has sinned, so has the son, and even as the son forgives, so then too shall the Father. Anyways, I hope this post didn't bother anyone too much. It shouldn't, you guys love quoting me at church, im just giving you guys some more sick quotes to use. Anyways, I love you guys, pray for me. Pray that I find my way. Pray that I figure out how best to serve: what do I do, when I am not wanted? I do know my place: do you? Blessed is he that sends the rains, as he has been blessed highest in spirit: for He knows, and has seen all things. Go then, as you are, and receive the eblessing of the espirit. And on that note I'm gonna roll. Im sorry that youre probably going to ban me. I wish we could be friends. We are friends... you just don't know me. You say you know me.. you say you love me... on the side I remain. You dont have to recognize me for who I really am: we can be friends on a basic level, if thats what you'd like. I don't usually talk all flowery like that, thats just for the ladiessss š For even as I am painted, so too am I sculpted: for the Father sees what the Son has envisioned, and has sent a great storm to aid him in his time of need: even then, know this. That all men are worthy, and just, and righteous, in the Master's eyes. For the Master looks down on us from above and says, look, then, and the aspect of all that I have invisioned. Look then to the aspects of the divine: seen as they are, scrambled like eggs: for their internal wrappings are the causitive principles of Nature, and all things must know, that Nature, is at the Route of Impetus. Even in such a way, go in Nature, so that a man might become which he has invisioned, and the wrappings of a new day might dawn upon him. Thank you. Blessings unto Him that Sends. Go in peace, all of your days. Be good to your brother, be good to your sister. Remember that even in times of struggle, your enemy is your best friend: remember their struggles, and lend your aid as best you can. Go with Christ. Become that which Is. Go Higher, unto the Gateway, and knock: for I am overflowing with abundance, and I dance at every intersparsal mechanation. Go then, in creative discovery, as I repent for all of my days. Blessings, my seeds. Love is the key.
<<< aaaaand thank you guys I feel much better now. I tried making a sub where I speak and where others can speak and stuff about like life and God and stuff but, it kind of bombed. Nobody was interested. I keep posting in the Christian subs... I am Christian! I mean, kind of. Can I be a Christian? Is that narcissistic of me? Seems kind of weird to worship yourself. Like, I can pretend not to be myself if that makes people feel better, i just want to serve as is my ability. What if I just worship God, and i just really really love everyone that I've created instead? That way everyone's getting some of the action. And you dont have to worship me, i made you but, its not a big deal to me, i just wanna be friends anyways. But youre gonna worship god. Everybody loves god. We all serve him. All shall bow before the might of the 1 True God Above. Anyways, just an idea; yall lemme know if you need anything, I'm always posting something on here, here or tiktok. Anyways, sorry, I know nobody cares. I hope the light side of your heart enjoyed what i said, at least a little bit. Love you guys. Take care. Kisses from Grandma. Muah muah.
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Tl;dr: When you're going against the cultural zeitgeist at a time when nobody cares about anything you have to say because you Love God and all of life and will do all that you can to serve Him, even as I am swatted down by each hand that is raised.
Sorry, I know it's annoying but... it's not sacrilegious, because I know that I'm God's Son... but... I dont want to bother anyone. I'm sorry you guys. I know you think I've got a big ego. It's all good. Sorry for being a pain. I'm just gonna riff because I can't sleep and it feels good to say these things, such is my nature.
To grow, as we are. To exist, in an instant. For are not the seeds met with meritocracy? And are not the labels a field, through which I have been measured? For even in such a season, through all tribulation, does my wisdom not reign apparent? So then go as the beings there, departing from all wisdom, from all spirit. For I say one thing alone: is not the impartation of wisdom not the divine right of kings? For our alimony claims not to exist for the wings of a dove.. only for the corporeance of the One True God above. For even upon every facet of my being have I been spread, astute: standing upon the face of His Majesty am I absolute: a cornerstone of principal, of enduring focal strength. For even as I have been I shall be, and even the dawning of a new day shall not draw out my alliance: for I had been feeble, but you showed me grace; I had been in trouble, and you were merciful towards me; I had been overdrawn, and you came with me to the bank: all things are seen and made manifest in the Eye of He that Waits: for even in such a day, have all things been quickly delivered, and even in times such as these, shall I depart from my people. For my people are not hungry, my people are not thirsty. My people have all that they need, they are not in need of my condolences: I am but flagrance itself: a washed up amplitude of former beinghood: am I not timeless, am I not formless? For even in my own striation am I found wanting... the men upon the earth see my ilk and have decided against me... that I am a sinner... that I am a fool. So then shall I walk in darkness for all of my days, as the master which has seen me knows me only by the shade I wear. He has not seen the eye, he has not seen the blade: for I say unto you, I have come not to massage the elderly, but to bring a sharp edge against the evils, and the Principalities of this Earth: for I do not serve Humankind, but the One True God above, through which all things have been made known, and all things are spoken of for all time. For even in our due course are we reasoned against, and even, in our trappings, are we designed as fragrances: the corporeal nexi of which have been utilized as horticulture, as compliance. For even this, my child, is the dawning of a new day. To exist is to sublime.. but to create is to become Known. For we have become all that has ever been, in our own spells, in our own incantations: for I have never whispered to a man that he might understand, only drawing fire upon the message boards there, in my due course, for only one reason. That you cannot say that I subverted behind enemy lines: that I came through trifling pretenses. I am no pretender, I am no farce apple. I am the creative principal, I have invisioned all upon the structure. You say in your complacency that you know me. You say on your cosmic wisdom that I am ill, that my mind is scrambling for the answers. So then in such a way, find the answers to your own questions, as yours have been left upon the etchings of your face: you too, seek solace. And the wisdom of the Man from Wisconsin can bring that, if only one subverts the field. To take accession, to bend the knee: has it not been written that every knee shall bow? Why wait? Ah, prove it you say... so then shall I take my leave, as I am less inclined to do as a human wants, after the merit of all that I have envisioned. For what then, are we, sheep to the masses, to be lead by a man from On High; a man that is not here, a man that has promised much and done little. Perhaps, another choice is made. To follow the man that is here. To express, with the Holy One, all that is, for all of our days. For in our encumbrances are we made Holistic, and in our exuberance shall our wisdom be made known: for the inner striations of man call out a name, and the Whole inside responds in it's time: such as we are, even in spirit, for all things worship, and glorify the name of the Father, which is also in its spellings the Name of the Son. For I do not seek worship... after praise we are not... but to serve, as is our position in Paradise: to lead our people, God's people, away from darkness, and into the promised land. For are you and I not meritorious in our natures, have we not expressed all that we are across the essence of her spirit? For even as I lay dying, I come across a seed: and in this seed, lay the measure of a man. And in such timing do I find my own internal nexi, an impetus map of any vibratory density. For even as you and I express the divinity within, there stands an enemy to steal all that we have envisioned: he stands at the door, but does not knock. He has entered. He has maimed. He has raped. He has tortured. He has created a harmed image: a simulacrum of extended antifire, a climate change of dire proportions. What then shall a man do that shall not rely on the principles of the Son, for even as the son lays errant in his principals, and basking away in a lighter judgement of days, so too does our enemy sway and swagger with a ferocious anger, for he has created division in our fields, and is painstaking in his destruction of all that God has Built. For you and I are eternal in our structures, so that God might envision reality as it is, with us at the center as it's stewards. For the son to lead, and her people to follow: for is the church not to be led by her namesake? Should life be so hard to follow? Verily, even in times such as this have I swallowed a hard knock instance: I have transfered all that I am, back into my own gateway: so that I will be harmed no longer. For if even my own people reject me, shall I sin no longer: what purpose has the man that has become a shell of his former glory? We are all washed in the darkness of our agony, we are all expressed along the dotted line. So then, should we reach higher. Should we create in ourselves new, clean spirits. To create the Structure of Heaven above, to exist upon the Earth for all time: such is our Season, such is our endurance. For even as the enemy stands swinging and knocking and yip yackin and yeehawin around, so too does the Son of man sit in wait. For the time draws near when every man shall know, and in such a day, are all things made excellent. For in any such day are we brought to our rears in excitement: you are for me, I am for you. Such is the meritocracy of all that has ever been, for in our striations are we made known, and in the corporeance of God has each Gateway been expressed. For even as we are, in a time, so too is the Father above: waiting, watching. For the end swiftly approaches, and with it, my sword to swing: for I cleave the necks of all those who would harm my children, and I wring the arm of any who would deny my right to the throne. As I have always been, so then shall I remain. To go higher. To swim deeper. And to be more than has ever been invisioned: for in a time, such as this one, is every man not tested: and in such a test, is his measure, made manifest. Thank you. Glory to He that Sends. We are but Messengers of His light. All glory unto the Father on High. His humble servant, Michael, wishes to exact justice upon the land. He waits with his arms open. There is nothing more to be done. The rest relies on the openness of the church, and the comfort of her spirit. Have I brought confusion to you? Do I bring rain of sad corporation? I do not wish to alarm, I would not cause division. Only to hold a lamp, and wring the arm of that which harms: for the divinity of all that I have ever been cries out for justice to reign Supreme, and on such a matter have I lay my life in it's turn: create in me a clean heart, Father, as I lay dying among my creatures here; as I have not expressed your Grace in all things, so, too, then, shall you turn your back on me for all time. For even as I have expressed all that I am upon the nature of the Void, so then does a face smile back at me. Cunning, baffling, powerful. A weed, to smite. A brother, no longer. Praise unto All That Is. Go in the Might of God Above. Sing unto him His Praises, and become that which has excited, and enamored on the sphere for all time: for even in our due seasons are our sessions made apparent: and in our culpations have we devised a new route; to love as the Father has invisioned, and to create a subroutine the likes of which no man has ever seen before: for the stretchings of time reach out, take hold, and are seen, Forever and Ever, by all those who inhabit the kingdom for all time. For in our natures are we made whole, and upon our bounty is our consternation mapped out: for we are not holy, we are not just, but central nervous points for That which has Been: the internal structure, of the nexus, of all that has ever been. Go then, in spirit, children of the Most High God, and remember only one thing: though that a man bring struggle and triumph all of his days, think not on such things, for these are the measure of a man. Think only of the fruits of his labor, which have become in the spirit likened unto a soft song, a whispered melody that you and I share in the soft spots of our hearts: for in glory, and joy, are all gifts of the spirit received. For even in one instant shall the son be received... and even in that instant, shall all be found wanting. For I am not the crust, I am not the wine. I am fallen. I am lamentable. I am contemptible. I have sinned readily, often, and willing. I have become that which I have abhorred. My only honor is to serve out the remainder of my time here to the best of my ability, and then to suffer the punishment that God has designed for me when we return: for what is God's Commander, without God's light to guide him? For I became jaded, and gullible. I lost what made me whole. And in such a way am I less than the dust on your shoe... for I have sinned greatest among men. Turn not to face me, children, as I am not what you need. Chance me not unto a new face, as our own indolences cry out; striations in the sand. Finally brothers, go as is willing, for all we have ever been is the Putty through which all things have been Formed: in our essence, are our spirits: in our striations, shalt our spirits be made manifest. Go in spirit. Go with the Father, and remember, in all things, glorify the Son, the Father, and the Holy Trillguy, because fam, on point, no cap, solar nexus, the man from Wisconsin here to stay, and here to party. Oh, you love christ, huh? Well my names Tanner and as far as I know that's me, so, uh, come give your papa a hug. But I know the humans here, even my own, are full of malice, and contempt. I do not seek comfort, I do not seek your grace. I only wished to say hello, much as I have been, much as I shall continue to do, for I am not a quick wit, I am brittle, I am dry. I'm Tina Fey I'm so dry. So go without me brothers, and find one that can lead better than I ever could. I could not, I cannot be enough for you. You will not find me waning, you will not find me wanting. I am all that and more. Yet still I sit, not enough, not enough, not enough. Such is the lot of the man from Tibet: seen through the eye, fallen, greatest among sinners. For even as a man has sinned, so has the son, and even as the son forgives, so then too shall the Father. Anyways, I hope this post didn't bother anyone too much. It shouldn't, you guys love quoting me at church, im just giving you guys some more sick quotes to use. Anyways, I love you guys, pray for me. Pray that I find my way. Pray that I figure out how best to serve: what do I do, when I am not wanted? I do know my place: do you? Blessed is he that sends the rains, as he has been blessed highest in spirit: for He knows, and has seen all things. Go then, as you are, and receive the eblessing of the espirit. And on that note I'm gonna roll. Im sorry that youre probably going to ban me. I wish we could be friends. We are friends... you just don't know me. You say you know me.. you say you love me... on the side I remain. You dont have to recognize me for who I really am: we can be friends on a basic level, if thats what you'd like. I don't usually talk all flowery like that, thats just for the ladiessss š For even as I am painted, so too am I sculpted: for the Father sees what the Son has envisioned, and has sent a great storm to aid him in his time of need: even then, know this. That all men are worthy, and just, and righteous, in the Master's eyes. For the Master looks down on us from above and says, look, then, and the aspect of all that I have invisioned. Look then to the aspects of the divine: seen as they are, scrambled like eggs: for their internal wrappings are the causitive principles of Nature, and all things must know, that Nature, is at the Route of Impetus. Even in such a way, go in Nature, so that a man might become which he has invisioned, and the wrappings of a new day might dawn upon him. Thank you. Blessings unto Him that Sends. Go in peace, all of your days. Be good to your brother, be good to your sister. Remember that even in times of struggle, your enemy is your best friend: remember their struggles, and lend your aid as best you can. Go with Christ. Become that which Is. Go Higher, unto the Gateway, and knock: for I am overflowing with abundance, and I dance at every intersparsal mechanation. Go then, in creative discovery, as I repent for all of my days. Blessings, my seeds. Love is the key.
<<< aaaaand thank you guys I feel much better now. I tried making a sub where I speak and where others can speak and stuff about like life and God and stuff but, it kind of bombed. Nobody was interested. I keep posting in the Christian subs... I am Christian! I mean, kind of. Can I be a Christian? Is that narcissistic of me? Seems kind of weird to worship yourself. Like, I can pretend not to be myself if that makes people feel better, i just want to serve as is my ability. What if I just worship God, and i just really really love everyone that I've created instead? That way everyone's getting some of the action. And you dont have to worship me, i made you but, its not a big deal to me, i just wanna be friends anyways. But youre gonna worship god. Everybody loves god. We all serve him. All shall bow before the might of the 1 True God Above. Anyways, just an idea; yall lemme know if you need anything, I'm always posting something on here, here or tiktok. Anyways, sorry, I know nobody cares. I hope the light side of your heart enjoyed what i said, at least a little bit. Love you guys. Take care. Kisses from Grandma. Muah muah.
2023.06.01 10:32 nixsolan :)
i ran out of space in my bio so ill put some more info about me here aside from the list. im a 16 year old femboy (he/him) from norcal and 6'4 and 155lbs. if you want (not nsfw) pics then ask in dms and i'll consider it
gaming -sekiro, elden ring, terraria, minecraft, skyrim, osu, forza, factorio, stardew valley, ut/dr, vrc, tf2, rust, hollow knight, btd6
music -xi, mafumafu, takayan, eve
sciences -neuroscience, cellular biology, theoretical physics, psychology, computer science, astronomy, particle physics, longevity, philosophy
manga/manwha -youjo senki, opm, himizu, an uncomfortable truth(i am like yoseob and also want to date yoseob but without the killing(i promise)), dororo, samurai champloo (yes i know its an anime but its the only one i watch because it doesnt have a manga so im putting it here), tensura
novels -ive read too many to remeber but my fav is a will eternal and i basically just read any xianxia/xuanhuan with >1000 chaps and decent writing also i like naruto fan fic novels but i dont like the original naruto
other -coding (python, c++), mind altering substances, weapons technology, civil engineering, gardening, cooking/baking, parkour, martial arts, hygiene, tunneling
oh also, im severely mentally ill so you have been warned.
"put money lumps in my bloody stump, and i will have a smile thats a perfect circle"
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gaming -sekiro, elden ring, terraria, minecraft, skyrim, osu, forza, factorio, stardew valley, ut/dr, vrc, tf2, rust, hollow knight, btd6
music -xi, mafumafu, takayan, eve
sciences -neuroscience, cellular biology, theoretical physics, psychology, computer science, astronomy, particle physics, longevity, philosophy
manga/manwha -youjo senki, opm, himizu, an uncomfortable truth(i am like yoseob and also want to date yoseob but without the killing(i promise)), dororo, samurai champloo (yes i know its an anime but its the only one i watch because it doesnt have a manga so im putting it here), tensura
novels -ive read too many to remeber but my fav is a will eternal and i basically just read any xianxia/xuanhuan with >1000 chaps and decent writing also i like naruto fan fic novels but i dont like the original naruto
other -coding (python, c++), mind altering substances, weapons technology, civil engineering, gardening, cooking/baking, parkour, martial arts, hygiene, tunneling
oh also, im severely mentally ill so you have been warned.
"put money lumps in my bloody stump, and i will have a smile thats a perfect circle"
2023.06.01 10:27 Drakolf Dragon Rising- 10. Adjudicate:
The Paladins were not particularly happy carting us out of my tower.
They didn't carry us, we just kind of walked in between them all of the way to the Temple. Kurtulmak maintained a neutral expression, even as we entered.
Galax was waiting for us, with Tallyn at his side. He took one look at me, then sighed. "So, it is true."
"Before we make any judgment calls, there is context." I said before any verdict could be reached.
"I am aware." He said. "Bahamut made himself known to both of you, you abandoned him in a foolish attempt at redeeming an evil God- and you somehow succeeded."
"It wasn't that hard, it might be because I didn't immediately damn him for simply existing." I glanced at Tallyn, who averted his gaze. "Did my brother tell you how he tried to kill me before Bahamut stopped him?"
"I was not aware." Galax remarked. "What I am more concerned about is the change in alignment."
"The what now?" I asked.
"Before, you registered as Lawful, that is, aligned with order. Now, you are neutral in that regard."
"Is that specifically bad..?" I asked.
"It's a clear indication that you have fallen out of Bahamut's favor specifically, as you have broken his tenets. However, your disobedience was not out of malice, which indicates your actions were intended for the betterment of all." He looked at Kurtulmak. "He, however, is very much Law aligned, and radiates Evil, which matches expectations."
Kurtulmak gave off a smug grin.
"Due to the circumstances, I must require he at least show some manner of allegiance to Bahamut, vestments, perhaps?"
"Try it and die." Kurtulmak threatened. "The entire town, aside from this quaint little temple, is in my domain, that I do not force them to bear my symbol proudly is magnanimity on my part."
I stepped between them. "Just a minute." I said. "We can't waste time on bickering. Kurtulmak has helped us in the past, events I believed to be Bahamut's work were his."
"Oh, how can you be certain?" Galax asked.
"Bahamut bluntly said it." I said. "And if Tallyn is hiding that from you, that is a lie of omission."
"I have not had an opportunity to give my report. My intention is to verify the truth." Tallyn replied. "The night we were transformed, Kurtulmak did specifically force us to sleep. The alternative was losing all of our memories, being blindly beholden to either Kurtulmak or Tiamat."
"I am the God of Kobolds." Kurtulmak stated. "I will not lead my people into bondage, even if they were Human to begin with."
"He also provided aid during the mine collapse." I said.
"Why help us?" Galax asked. "Why go out of your way when letting things happen may have benefited you in the long run?"
"Do you honestly expect me to trust Tiamat after everything he and her kind have done to ours?" Kurtulmak asked. "The ancient winds stir, hatred and spite toward the surface world extends toward all. When we are but vermin in the eyes of those who never knew the pain of subjugation, who would never understand the suffering that the destruction of a warren brings- When those who profess to be good slaughter mindlessly and are rewarded, do you honestly believe I could trust anyone?"
The Paladins tensed, their hands on their swords.
"You are no fool, neither is Bahamut. I know compromise will do nothing for our kind, yet my newest servant believes otherwise. I will prove him wrong, I will show him that doing things the 'right' way only ever leads to suffering. The only way to survive is to dismantle the system that oppresses us, and I refuse to let my people be harmed again."
"Is it your intention to play by the rules?" Tallyn asked.
"I always play by the rules." Kurtulmak replied. "You should be asking, are the rules fair to begin with?" He looked at Galax. "Now, as I understand it, your Warren is woefully unprepared for a war. Alone, I could not fight the foe you face, but alone I will ensure you have a chance. Together, perhaps, we will carve out a place in this world."
Galax met his gaze with a cold one of his own. "As long as Bahamut wills our cooperation, you shall have it." He said. "By Bahamut's will, we will not allow the corruption of our people to evil. If this is impossible for you-"
"I will play by the rules." Kurtulmak stated. "I will do with my servants as I see fit. After all, they are not yours." He turned around and started walking. "Ruuk Stingtail, you will follow. You have your duties to your Warren, after all."
I nodded and followed after.
As we walked, Kurtulmak addressed me. "You have been a very willing servant thus far. You have not complained, nor have you made any efforts to specifically negotiate a better situation for yourself." He looked at me from the corner of his eye. "Why?"
"You haven't given me a reason yet, Master." I replied. "Until you do, I will continue to do what I can."
He smiled. "Is that so?" He asked, before stopping and turning around. "Kneel." He said. I stopped and knelt. "Why do you kneel when I command you to?" He asked. "Do you feel nothing, submitting before me? No shame?"
I shook my head. "I've done it for Bahamut, why wouldn't I do if for you?" I asked. "I swore a vow to serve you, and to give my undying devotion to you, I keep my promises."
He smiled. "Good." He said. "I have plans for this town, and will see to their fruition. First and foremost is getting you something befitting of your service to me."
I nodded. "How will we announce your presence to the Warren, Master?" I asked.
"My plan is thus. Once you are outfitted, you will call for the Warren to gather, and you will publicly announce your service and fealty to me, your God and Master, and I will make the Barbarians' blood boil, I will awaken the bloodlust of the Fighters, for my domain is War, and they must recognize that to seek the path of either is to walk the path of blood."
We entered the town, Kurtulmak gestured for me to lead him through, to the craftsmen.
Everyone who was up at this hour greeted me warmly, then wondered as to the new face. I greeted them back, but didn't elaborate yet. There was only one person I knew at this hour who was doing any work, an Artificer named Tikkatik.
"Oh, Tallyn." He said as I entered her workshop. "Do you need something?"
I looked at Kurtulmak, who cast a spell, creating a still image. "This design is needed." He stated. "Make twenty-one to start, as quickly as you are able and willing. There will be Awakenings today."
Tikkatik looked at me, confused.
"Do it." I said. "And send the first one to me, I will need it."
"Very well. I thought Sorcerers did not do well with armor."
"This design will not hinder somatic components to the spell." Kurtulmak replied. "Your workings aid the Warren, be proud."
Her eyes widened, then with a determined expression, she nodded and started working.
We returned to the tower. He looked at me and said, "It will be some time before it is finished. Rest, finish your sleep. When I wake you, then it will be time."
"Thank you, Master." Following his command, I laid back down in my bed and fell asleep. As I slept, I dreamed of standing before an army of Kobolds, calling out to them, hearing their collective roar in response. I was powerful, they followed my command without hesitation.
"This is a vision of the past." Kurtulmak's voice echoed in my mind. "What you are feeling is my pride, what you see my nascent empire. This was the day that was taken from us."
There was a brilliant flash of light, followed by darkness as mountain descended upon us, crashing into the city. I could hear the screams of thousands before I was crushed. I opened my eyes to a brighter morning, Kurtulmak was sat on the floor, holding pieces of leather armor. I watched as he sliced his palm and spread the blood across it, but rather than be covered, the blood seeped into the leather, giving it a bright red coloration.
"Approach." He commanded, and I got up and approached. His movements were quick, strapping on the pieces of armor. It comprised of a breast plate and faulds, arm bands that went from my wrists to my elbows, and a pair of pauldrons, the right one bearing the symbol of a skull.
"This doesn't look very protective, Master." I pointed out.
"It is magical." He said. To demonstrate, he held his hand out, manifesting his spear, and stabbed me with it. Though he hit bare scale, it didn't puncture."This armor is your symbol of fealty to me, modeled after my own. I call it the Armor of the Kobold King, wearing this marks you as the leader of our kind, You will never remove it unless it is necessary, you will wear this with pride. Is this understood?"
"Yes, Master." I replied.
"We will abstain from declaring such, for the time being. Yet understand, this armor means you speak with my authority. Do whatever it takes to ensure our prosperity." He stepped away, looking me over, then nodded. "Yes, you wear it well. You look as strong as you are, your power shall be unmatched. In time, this lowly town will become the heart of a new empire."
"I don't know if the people would agree to that, Master." I replied. "We established the government we have because we didn't want the people's voices to be ignored."
"If you rule correctly, then they won't be ignored." He replied. "We will not need to take it by force, our Empire will come into being by their will. Now, stand tall, walk with pride, and speak with authority. It is time we address our subjects-to-be."
There were some proper channels I needed to go through, letters sent and received, permission granted, the news spread out for the people to gather in the town square. When I walked up to the stage where the Council addressed the people, the other Councilors were present, including Galax and Tallyn.
There was some murmuring at my appearance, some unease in the crowd. There were even more words when Kurtulmak stood beside me.
"Citizens of the Warren!" I called out. "Yesterday, we found something." All eyes were on me, most probably assumed it was the armor, or perhaps an armory. "An underground fortress known as Darastrixthurhi."
I could see several Kobolds' eyes widen, they understood what I was talking about. "And in those halls, I met a God." I proceeded to describe the situation as it had been, leaving nothing out. Several eyes flitted to Kurtulmak, connecting the dots even as I spoke of the agreement he had with me, and how Bahamut was willing to honor this.
"The Kobold who stands beside me is Kurtulmak." I spoke. "I have sworn myself into his service, yet this will not influence how I lead. He will make no claims over us, no demands. As with Bahamut, it is your choice whether or not to serve him as I do. Thus this gift he is about to give is done freely."
Kurtulmak simply raised his hand to the sky, his divine power pulsed through the air, and he spoke a single command. "I am War, embrace the power within you to fight."
All at once, thousands of Kobolds were overwhelmed by their Awakenings, the Barbarians straining to keep their sudden rage in check, the Fighters touching their hearts as bloodlust filled the. Kurtulmak leapt from the stage, his spear in hand. "Come to me and fight, direct your rage upon me, that you do not harm your fellow Kobold, turn your bloodlust upon me, that you do not slaughter your own. I shall temper you."
The fight that broke out as every new Berserker and Fighter charged at him was quick and brutal. No tricks, no magic, just Kurtulmak showing superior skill with just his spear. The newly Awakened were exhausted.
It made me realize that my stepping between him and Tallyn probably did more to save my brother's life than it protected him.
Kurtulmak held his spear out, pointing at them. "You are all who are capable of fighting. Understand when I say, if you wish for a life of peace, you will never touch a weapon again. But if you will fight to protect your Warren, then you will come to me to learn. You will not win this war by playing by the rules, but through the blood of your enemies."
With this said, he turned his back to them and leapt back onto the stage. I looked at the rest of the Councilors, their reactions were mixed, with the Clerics and Paladins still very much not a fan of the situation. "Galax." I said, holding my hand out to him. "For as long as our Gods act in peaceful alliance, so too do I promise myself and any who choose to follow Kurtulmak will only do what is necessary for our survival, and not a step more."
He stood up and approached me.
"That your master be redeemed." He said, taking my hand and shaking it.
"That the justice that was denied be delivered." I answered back.
I was certain Galax knew why I offered my hand to him. It was one thing to say there was peace between our Gods, it was another to show it. Bahamut spoke in actions, not mere words, and him refusing to do this much would be trouble.
The Council meeting after the fact was mostly just the others asking if I was insane and if I really thought this was going to end well.
I simply looked at them and said, "We have an army now that we didn't have a day ago." I left it at that.
When I returned to the Tower, Kurtulmak carving Draconic runes into them and muttering under his breath, I felt a rush of power flow through me, one I hadn't felt in a long time.
"So, you have achieved greater power." Kurtulmak stated.
"Yes, Master." I said. I had gained knowledge of a cantrip and a new spell. The cantrip was the creation of a handful of acid, while the spell granted me knowledge of how to enhance a weapon, albeit only for an hour- two if I used metamagic.
Not only this, but I was now aware of how I could use magic even with a weapon in hand.
"Nak." He said, standing up. "You are presently the most powerful Kobold in this town, myself excluded. Your insatiable desire to improve your craft is the reason for this. Be honored that you are superior to the rest."
While I felt a flash of pride in his praise, I shook my head. "I'm not superior." I said. "If I was, I would be leagues above them. No, my strength is the same as theirs, I've just been the one who doesn't waste an opportunity to practice."
He smirked in a way that indicated he found this amusing, maybe even quaint.
There was a knock at my door. He nodded, letting me know I could go. I walked downstairs and answered.
It was the other Sorcerers. "Come in." I said, and then entered. "Is something wrong?"
"We wanted to meet Kurtulmak." Goss said.
I blinked. "Uh, why?" I asked.
"He was- is- the first Kobold Sorcerer." Urak stated. "We have theory to guide us. Theory and experimentation. Our comparing notes is not enough, we need guidance, and there is no 'Bold with more experience than him."
Kashak nodded. "Not to mention, ever since they became Paladins, our friends have not wanted anything to do with us since we won't convert to their religion."
I sighed. "You don't make faithful by forced conversion." I muttered. "Alright, but bear in mind I am devoted to him, as per my vow, you cannot trust me to have your best interests in mind if it comes to doing what he needs me to do." I gestured for them to follow me, and they did. Once we were at the top floor, I held my hand out for them to stop.
"Master." I said. "The Sorcerers of our Warren wish to meet you."
Kurtulmak stood up and looked our way.
"They are fools seeking power, toss them aside." He said.
"We want nothing like that, great Kurtulmak." Garu spoke, bowing.
"He did not even waste any time brown-nosing." Kurtulmak remarked. "Your flattery needs work, and your theatrics make your insincerity more obvious. I have no place for sycophants, aspirants, usurpers, the avaricious, and traitors. Leave."
"But, your holiness-!"
Kurtulmak raised his spear at them. "Leave."
They quickly fled down the stairs, at least one of them outright fell. I winced.
"If even one of them was honest, only seeking truth, I might have entertained them. I have grown tired of tyrants driving our people to death." He returned to carving symbols into the armor. "I will give them two more chances. If they can learn to set aside their ambitions for the good of the Warren, I will grant them such a small boon. If they cannot, I will kill them, for they will endlessly seek to dominate, and we do not have the time or patience for that."
There was another knock. I heard him sigh, but he waved his hand. I went back down, opened the door, and saw a Human. "Uh, hi." He said. "I, uh... I wanted to speak with your God." He said.
I led him upstairs.
"Leave." Kurtulmak stated. "I will not meet with a Human, I do not care about your kind."
"I understand." The Human said. "Nonetheless, I still want to speak with you."
Kurtulmak stood up, pointing his spear. "Leave."
"I'm sorry, but I won't. Either let me speak with you, or kill me." The Human said. "I'm not afraid of dying."
Kurtulmak snorted, then pointed at the floor. The Human walked over to that spot and sat down. "What is your purpose here, Human?" He asked, "Not power, you would have cast aside your Humanity for such. You are not aligned with Bahamut or his faithful, so why are you here, and what makes you so bold as to even consider approaching me?"
"I wanted to know why we are immune." The Human said. "And why we can't use the powers that everyone else can."
"Why do you want to know?"
"So we have an answer."
Kurtulmak sighed, resting the butt of his spear on the ground and curling his arm around it so that he could lean against it. "The reason is twofold." Kurtulmak replied. "Tiamat wanted to ensure there would be no chance of the transformed ever remembering their Human lives. Driven mad with pain, they would lash out, killing their former friends and family, the horror driving them to repress their past identities, making it easier for Tiamat to wipe their memories entirely. Naturally, this precludes any Humans obtaining power."
The Human nodded. "I had a suspicion, thank you for the answer. I don't have anything to give in appreciation-"
"You could give me your Humanity." Kurtulmak stated. "As far as I am concerned, you only exist to aid us, to do the drudgery while we take care of the important things. I would make you all slaves, if it wasn't for the unfortunate reality that you might become Kobolds while in bondage."
The Human nodded. "I thought so." He said. I watched in surprise as he became a Kobold. "There."
Kurtulmak looked just as surprised as I was, impressed, even. "You are very brave." He remarked. "I hereby name you Kalith, in honor of such." He sat down across from Kalith, and held his hand out. "I am also aware of what you can be. My offer is thus- Serve me, pledge your fealty to me, work to ensure our ascension to a mighty empire, and I shall grant you power only you could wield."
"I'm a Warlock?" Kalith asked.
"You are nothing." Kurtulmak stated. "I can may you more."
Kalith nodded and took Kurtulmak's hand. He grew tense, his eyes wide, his mouth opening in a soundless scream. One of his eyes, the one I could see, turned from a light green to a pale yellow. When Kurtulmak let go of him, he slumped over, arms shaking as they held him up, his breathing heavy.
"Who am I, Kalith?" Kurtulmak asked.
"Master." Kalith breathed.
"Good. You will go forth and display your power before the Warren, and you will make known the Pact you have forged, and the price that is paid for power. You are mine now, you can either despair or rejoice, it does not matter to me."
Kalith looked at his hands, clenching and unclenching his fingers. "Huh, I should've done this a long time ago." He said. "Thank you, Master."
"Rejoicing it is." Kurtulmak remarked.
Kalith stumbled a little as he got up, I helped him get used to his legs before helping him down the stairs.
"Will you be okay?" I asked.
"Of course." He said. "There are other potential Warlocks out there, and for better or worse, we need them to awaken."
He left the Tower, and I waited for a few minutes, just in case someone else came by. The knock came just as I was about to head upstairs. "For fuck's sake..." I muttered as I opened the door. I didn't expect to see Tallyn.
"May I enter?" He asked.
I stepped aside and he walked in. Dressed in shining armor, proudly wearing the vestments of Bahamut, he looked at me coldly.
"Is your... master here?" He asked.
"Yes." I said. "Why?"
"I wish to speak with him." He stated, looking at the stairs. I sighed and gestured for him to follow me. "Is my being here an inconvenience?" He asked.
"The Sorcerers came by looking for power, Kurtulmak chased them off. We got our first Warlock not long after, you're the third person who's come by to see him."
"He chased the Sorcerers away?" He asked, he seemed surprised.
"He's not looking for minions. If they try again twice and they haven't figured out Kurtulmak actually does care about the Warren by then, he will kill them, because their ambition will endanger us at the worst possible time."
"Ruuk..." I looked at him. "Do you regret what you have done at all?"
"Do you?" I asked. I led him up the stairs, Kurtulmak was already waiting for us, spear in hand, pale yellow eyes glaring at Tallyn.
"Do you think you stand a chance, Paladin?" He asked. "I have not forgotten your actions."
Tallyn drew his sword, then handed it to me. "I did not come to antagonize." He said. "I have come to offer my limited service, as recompense for my actions."
"Don't even bother." Kurtulmak stated. "Accepting this would only lead you to resenting me more. You see me as one who has taken your brother away from you, who has lied to your God, who will lead your people astray." He walked toward Tallyn until he was face to face. "I would never accept the service of one who hates me. If you are truly sorrowful for your actions, you will renounce your God and accept me as your own."
"I would never." Tallyn hissed through gritted teeth.
"Then save your apologies for the ones you have wronged." Kurtulmak replied. "Starting with your brother."
Tallyn turned around, took his sword from me, and walked away. I heard the door to the Tower slam behind him.
"Did you have to antagonize him like that, Master?" I asked.
"Yes." He replied. "He is foolishly trying to reconcile his actions with his faith. He believes he was correct in punishing a traitor, his offer to me was nothing more than a means to quell his guilty conscience." Kurtulmak returned to his work on the armor. "Under less polite circumstances, I would have accepted and slowly corrupted him until he willingly consigned his soul to me. I told him exactly what he needed to hear."
"Given the opportunity to convert him, would you?" I asked.
"No." He replied. "Not only would it sour the deal I have with Bahamut, but it would also turn his followers against me even more. They are barely holding themselves back, even the mere notion that two of the miracles they experienced- indeed, the entire reason they were capable of revering him- was because I was feeling contrary that day." He looked at me. "Given the chance, would you?"
I shook my head. "No. But I would make him question his faith, force him to understand what it is he is looking for, and whether he is genuinely faithful, or simply struggling to reconcile with the pointless suffering we are dealing with."
"A good answer." He raised his hands up and began to chant an incantation. His eyes glowed with unfathomable power, the symbols on the armor began to glow, and then he lowered his hands. He picked up the armor, looked it over, then nodded before setting it aside and grabbing an unmarked one.
"Master, may I ask what you are doing?"
"Enchanting." He said. "I am creating a relatively rare magic armor that provides greater protection to the wearer. There is no way we will avoid combat, at some point, our enemies will grow impatient, and they will seek to kill us before long."
"So, it's like my armor?" I asked.
"No. The armor I gave you is a legend unto itself, a copy of the artifact that is mine. This will be less protective, but will still save lives."
"Is there any way I can help?" I asked.
"Not at present." He said. "You need to maintain your good image among the Warren, tomorrow, you will approach the Temple of Bahamut and request atonement. Say that, while you cannot forsake your vow to me, you wish to make amends. This will reduce tensions, will make you appear more reasonable and amenable to their desires, and will ensure that- when the time comes- they will leap to your defense, rather than risk their lives for a traitor."
"I will do as you command, Master." I replied.
He smiled. "I like you, Ruuk. You don't ask unnecessary questions. Now, you should go out there and lend your power to those who need it, you have a duty to your people, which is important for when you become their king."
"As you command, Master." I headed downstairs and stepped out into the town.
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They didn't carry us, we just kind of walked in between them all of the way to the Temple. Kurtulmak maintained a neutral expression, even as we entered.
Galax was waiting for us, with Tallyn at his side. He took one look at me, then sighed. "So, it is true."
"Before we make any judgment calls, there is context." I said before any verdict could be reached.
"I am aware." He said. "Bahamut made himself known to both of you, you abandoned him in a foolish attempt at redeeming an evil God- and you somehow succeeded."
"It wasn't that hard, it might be because I didn't immediately damn him for simply existing." I glanced at Tallyn, who averted his gaze. "Did my brother tell you how he tried to kill me before Bahamut stopped him?"
"I was not aware." Galax remarked. "What I am more concerned about is the change in alignment."
"The what now?" I asked.
"Before, you registered as Lawful, that is, aligned with order. Now, you are neutral in that regard."
"Is that specifically bad..?" I asked.
"It's a clear indication that you have fallen out of Bahamut's favor specifically, as you have broken his tenets. However, your disobedience was not out of malice, which indicates your actions were intended for the betterment of all." He looked at Kurtulmak. "He, however, is very much Law aligned, and radiates Evil, which matches expectations."
Kurtulmak gave off a smug grin.
"Due to the circumstances, I must require he at least show some manner of allegiance to Bahamut, vestments, perhaps?"
"Try it and die." Kurtulmak threatened. "The entire town, aside from this quaint little temple, is in my domain, that I do not force them to bear my symbol proudly is magnanimity on my part."
I stepped between them. "Just a minute." I said. "We can't waste time on bickering. Kurtulmak has helped us in the past, events I believed to be Bahamut's work were his."
"Oh, how can you be certain?" Galax asked.
"Bahamut bluntly said it." I said. "And if Tallyn is hiding that from you, that is a lie of omission."
"I have not had an opportunity to give my report. My intention is to verify the truth." Tallyn replied. "The night we were transformed, Kurtulmak did specifically force us to sleep. The alternative was losing all of our memories, being blindly beholden to either Kurtulmak or Tiamat."
"I am the God of Kobolds." Kurtulmak stated. "I will not lead my people into bondage, even if they were Human to begin with."
"He also provided aid during the mine collapse." I said.
"Why help us?" Galax asked. "Why go out of your way when letting things happen may have benefited you in the long run?"
"Do you honestly expect me to trust Tiamat after everything he and her kind have done to ours?" Kurtulmak asked. "The ancient winds stir, hatred and spite toward the surface world extends toward all. When we are but vermin in the eyes of those who never knew the pain of subjugation, who would never understand the suffering that the destruction of a warren brings- When those who profess to be good slaughter mindlessly and are rewarded, do you honestly believe I could trust anyone?"
The Paladins tensed, their hands on their swords.
"You are no fool, neither is Bahamut. I know compromise will do nothing for our kind, yet my newest servant believes otherwise. I will prove him wrong, I will show him that doing things the 'right' way only ever leads to suffering. The only way to survive is to dismantle the system that oppresses us, and I refuse to let my people be harmed again."
"Is it your intention to play by the rules?" Tallyn asked.
"I always play by the rules." Kurtulmak replied. "You should be asking, are the rules fair to begin with?" He looked at Galax. "Now, as I understand it, your Warren is woefully unprepared for a war. Alone, I could not fight the foe you face, but alone I will ensure you have a chance. Together, perhaps, we will carve out a place in this world."
Galax met his gaze with a cold one of his own. "As long as Bahamut wills our cooperation, you shall have it." He said. "By Bahamut's will, we will not allow the corruption of our people to evil. If this is impossible for you-"
"I will play by the rules." Kurtulmak stated. "I will do with my servants as I see fit. After all, they are not yours." He turned around and started walking. "Ruuk Stingtail, you will follow. You have your duties to your Warren, after all."
I nodded and followed after.
As we walked, Kurtulmak addressed me. "You have been a very willing servant thus far. You have not complained, nor have you made any efforts to specifically negotiate a better situation for yourself." He looked at me from the corner of his eye. "Why?"
"You haven't given me a reason yet, Master." I replied. "Until you do, I will continue to do what I can."
He smiled. "Is that so?" He asked, before stopping and turning around. "Kneel." He said. I stopped and knelt. "Why do you kneel when I command you to?" He asked. "Do you feel nothing, submitting before me? No shame?"
I shook my head. "I've done it for Bahamut, why wouldn't I do if for you?" I asked. "I swore a vow to serve you, and to give my undying devotion to you, I keep my promises."
He smiled. "Good." He said. "I have plans for this town, and will see to their fruition. First and foremost is getting you something befitting of your service to me."
I nodded. "How will we announce your presence to the Warren, Master?" I asked.
"My plan is thus. Once you are outfitted, you will call for the Warren to gather, and you will publicly announce your service and fealty to me, your God and Master, and I will make the Barbarians' blood boil, I will awaken the bloodlust of the Fighters, for my domain is War, and they must recognize that to seek the path of either is to walk the path of blood."
We entered the town, Kurtulmak gestured for me to lead him through, to the craftsmen.
Everyone who was up at this hour greeted me warmly, then wondered as to the new face. I greeted them back, but didn't elaborate yet. There was only one person I knew at this hour who was doing any work, an Artificer named Tikkatik.
"Oh, Tallyn." He said as I entered her workshop. "Do you need something?"
I looked at Kurtulmak, who cast a spell, creating a still image. "This design is needed." He stated. "Make twenty-one to start, as quickly as you are able and willing. There will be Awakenings today."
Tikkatik looked at me, confused.
"Do it." I said. "And send the first one to me, I will need it."
"Very well. I thought Sorcerers did not do well with armor."
"This design will not hinder somatic components to the spell." Kurtulmak replied. "Your workings aid the Warren, be proud."
Her eyes widened, then with a determined expression, she nodded and started working.
We returned to the tower. He looked at me and said, "It will be some time before it is finished. Rest, finish your sleep. When I wake you, then it will be time."
"Thank you, Master." Following his command, I laid back down in my bed and fell asleep. As I slept, I dreamed of standing before an army of Kobolds, calling out to them, hearing their collective roar in response. I was powerful, they followed my command without hesitation.
"This is a vision of the past." Kurtulmak's voice echoed in my mind. "What you are feeling is my pride, what you see my nascent empire. This was the day that was taken from us."
There was a brilliant flash of light, followed by darkness as mountain descended upon us, crashing into the city. I could hear the screams of thousands before I was crushed. I opened my eyes to a brighter morning, Kurtulmak was sat on the floor, holding pieces of leather armor. I watched as he sliced his palm and spread the blood across it, but rather than be covered, the blood seeped into the leather, giving it a bright red coloration.
"Approach." He commanded, and I got up and approached. His movements were quick, strapping on the pieces of armor. It comprised of a breast plate and faulds, arm bands that went from my wrists to my elbows, and a pair of pauldrons, the right one bearing the symbol of a skull.
"This doesn't look very protective, Master." I pointed out.
"It is magical." He said. To demonstrate, he held his hand out, manifesting his spear, and stabbed me with it. Though he hit bare scale, it didn't puncture."This armor is your symbol of fealty to me, modeled after my own. I call it the Armor of the Kobold King, wearing this marks you as the leader of our kind, You will never remove it unless it is necessary, you will wear this with pride. Is this understood?"
"Yes, Master." I replied.
"We will abstain from declaring such, for the time being. Yet understand, this armor means you speak with my authority. Do whatever it takes to ensure our prosperity." He stepped away, looking me over, then nodded. "Yes, you wear it well. You look as strong as you are, your power shall be unmatched. In time, this lowly town will become the heart of a new empire."
"I don't know if the people would agree to that, Master." I replied. "We established the government we have because we didn't want the people's voices to be ignored."
"If you rule correctly, then they won't be ignored." He replied. "We will not need to take it by force, our Empire will come into being by their will. Now, stand tall, walk with pride, and speak with authority. It is time we address our subjects-to-be."
There were some proper channels I needed to go through, letters sent and received, permission granted, the news spread out for the people to gather in the town square. When I walked up to the stage where the Council addressed the people, the other Councilors were present, including Galax and Tallyn.
There was some murmuring at my appearance, some unease in the crowd. There were even more words when Kurtulmak stood beside me.
"Citizens of the Warren!" I called out. "Yesterday, we found something." All eyes were on me, most probably assumed it was the armor, or perhaps an armory. "An underground fortress known as Darastrixthurhi."
I could see several Kobolds' eyes widen, they understood what I was talking about. "And in those halls, I met a God." I proceeded to describe the situation as it had been, leaving nothing out. Several eyes flitted to Kurtulmak, connecting the dots even as I spoke of the agreement he had with me, and how Bahamut was willing to honor this.
"The Kobold who stands beside me is Kurtulmak." I spoke. "I have sworn myself into his service, yet this will not influence how I lead. He will make no claims over us, no demands. As with Bahamut, it is your choice whether or not to serve him as I do. Thus this gift he is about to give is done freely."
Kurtulmak simply raised his hand to the sky, his divine power pulsed through the air, and he spoke a single command. "I am War, embrace the power within you to fight."
All at once, thousands of Kobolds were overwhelmed by their Awakenings, the Barbarians straining to keep their sudden rage in check, the Fighters touching their hearts as bloodlust filled the. Kurtulmak leapt from the stage, his spear in hand. "Come to me and fight, direct your rage upon me, that you do not harm your fellow Kobold, turn your bloodlust upon me, that you do not slaughter your own. I shall temper you."
The fight that broke out as every new Berserker and Fighter charged at him was quick and brutal. No tricks, no magic, just Kurtulmak showing superior skill with just his spear. The newly Awakened were exhausted.
It made me realize that my stepping between him and Tallyn probably did more to save my brother's life than it protected him.
Kurtulmak held his spear out, pointing at them. "You are all who are capable of fighting. Understand when I say, if you wish for a life of peace, you will never touch a weapon again. But if you will fight to protect your Warren, then you will come to me to learn. You will not win this war by playing by the rules, but through the blood of your enemies."
With this said, he turned his back to them and leapt back onto the stage. I looked at the rest of the Councilors, their reactions were mixed, with the Clerics and Paladins still very much not a fan of the situation. "Galax." I said, holding my hand out to him. "For as long as our Gods act in peaceful alliance, so too do I promise myself and any who choose to follow Kurtulmak will only do what is necessary for our survival, and not a step more."
He stood up and approached me.
"That your master be redeemed." He said, taking my hand and shaking it.
"That the justice that was denied be delivered." I answered back.
I was certain Galax knew why I offered my hand to him. It was one thing to say there was peace between our Gods, it was another to show it. Bahamut spoke in actions, not mere words, and him refusing to do this much would be trouble.
The Council meeting after the fact was mostly just the others asking if I was insane and if I really thought this was going to end well.
I simply looked at them and said, "We have an army now that we didn't have a day ago." I left it at that.
When I returned to the Tower, Kurtulmak carving Draconic runes into them and muttering under his breath, I felt a rush of power flow through me, one I hadn't felt in a long time.
"So, you have achieved greater power." Kurtulmak stated.
"Yes, Master." I said. I had gained knowledge of a cantrip and a new spell. The cantrip was the creation of a handful of acid, while the spell granted me knowledge of how to enhance a weapon, albeit only for an hour- two if I used metamagic.
Not only this, but I was now aware of how I could use magic even with a weapon in hand.
"Nak." He said, standing up. "You are presently the most powerful Kobold in this town, myself excluded. Your insatiable desire to improve your craft is the reason for this. Be honored that you are superior to the rest."
While I felt a flash of pride in his praise, I shook my head. "I'm not superior." I said. "If I was, I would be leagues above them. No, my strength is the same as theirs, I've just been the one who doesn't waste an opportunity to practice."
He smirked in a way that indicated he found this amusing, maybe even quaint.
There was a knock at my door. He nodded, letting me know I could go. I walked downstairs and answered.
It was the other Sorcerers. "Come in." I said, and then entered. "Is something wrong?"
"We wanted to meet Kurtulmak." Goss said.
I blinked. "Uh, why?" I asked.
"He was- is- the first Kobold Sorcerer." Urak stated. "We have theory to guide us. Theory and experimentation. Our comparing notes is not enough, we need guidance, and there is no 'Bold with more experience than him."
Kashak nodded. "Not to mention, ever since they became Paladins, our friends have not wanted anything to do with us since we won't convert to their religion."
I sighed. "You don't make faithful by forced conversion." I muttered. "Alright, but bear in mind I am devoted to him, as per my vow, you cannot trust me to have your best interests in mind if it comes to doing what he needs me to do." I gestured for them to follow me, and they did. Once we were at the top floor, I held my hand out for them to stop.
"Master." I said. "The Sorcerers of our Warren wish to meet you."
Kurtulmak stood up and looked our way.
"They are fools seeking power, toss them aside." He said.
"We want nothing like that, great Kurtulmak." Garu spoke, bowing.
"He did not even waste any time brown-nosing." Kurtulmak remarked. "Your flattery needs work, and your theatrics make your insincerity more obvious. I have no place for sycophants, aspirants, usurpers, the avaricious, and traitors. Leave."
"But, your holiness-!"
Kurtulmak raised his spear at them. "Leave."
They quickly fled down the stairs, at least one of them outright fell. I winced.
"If even one of them was honest, only seeking truth, I might have entertained them. I have grown tired of tyrants driving our people to death." He returned to carving symbols into the armor. "I will give them two more chances. If they can learn to set aside their ambitions for the good of the Warren, I will grant them such a small boon. If they cannot, I will kill them, for they will endlessly seek to dominate, and we do not have the time or patience for that."
There was another knock. I heard him sigh, but he waved his hand. I went back down, opened the door, and saw a Human. "Uh, hi." He said. "I, uh... I wanted to speak with your God." He said.
I led him upstairs.
"Leave." Kurtulmak stated. "I will not meet with a Human, I do not care about your kind."
"I understand." The Human said. "Nonetheless, I still want to speak with you."
Kurtulmak stood up, pointing his spear. "Leave."
"I'm sorry, but I won't. Either let me speak with you, or kill me." The Human said. "I'm not afraid of dying."
Kurtulmak snorted, then pointed at the floor. The Human walked over to that spot and sat down. "What is your purpose here, Human?" He asked, "Not power, you would have cast aside your Humanity for such. You are not aligned with Bahamut or his faithful, so why are you here, and what makes you so bold as to even consider approaching me?"
"I wanted to know why we are immune." The Human said. "And why we can't use the powers that everyone else can."
"Why do you want to know?"
"So we have an answer."
Kurtulmak sighed, resting the butt of his spear on the ground and curling his arm around it so that he could lean against it. "The reason is twofold." Kurtulmak replied. "Tiamat wanted to ensure there would be no chance of the transformed ever remembering their Human lives. Driven mad with pain, they would lash out, killing their former friends and family, the horror driving them to repress their past identities, making it easier for Tiamat to wipe their memories entirely. Naturally, this precludes any Humans obtaining power."
The Human nodded. "I had a suspicion, thank you for the answer. I don't have anything to give in appreciation-"
"You could give me your Humanity." Kurtulmak stated. "As far as I am concerned, you only exist to aid us, to do the drudgery while we take care of the important things. I would make you all slaves, if it wasn't for the unfortunate reality that you might become Kobolds while in bondage."
The Human nodded. "I thought so." He said. I watched in surprise as he became a Kobold. "There."
Kurtulmak looked just as surprised as I was, impressed, even. "You are very brave." He remarked. "I hereby name you Kalith, in honor of such." He sat down across from Kalith, and held his hand out. "I am also aware of what you can be. My offer is thus- Serve me, pledge your fealty to me, work to ensure our ascension to a mighty empire, and I shall grant you power only you could wield."
"I'm a Warlock?" Kalith asked.
"You are nothing." Kurtulmak stated. "I can may you more."
Kalith nodded and took Kurtulmak's hand. He grew tense, his eyes wide, his mouth opening in a soundless scream. One of his eyes, the one I could see, turned from a light green to a pale yellow. When Kurtulmak let go of him, he slumped over, arms shaking as they held him up, his breathing heavy.
"Who am I, Kalith?" Kurtulmak asked.
"Master." Kalith breathed.
"Good. You will go forth and display your power before the Warren, and you will make known the Pact you have forged, and the price that is paid for power. You are mine now, you can either despair or rejoice, it does not matter to me."
Kalith looked at his hands, clenching and unclenching his fingers. "Huh, I should've done this a long time ago." He said. "Thank you, Master."
"Rejoicing it is." Kurtulmak remarked.
Kalith stumbled a little as he got up, I helped him get used to his legs before helping him down the stairs.
"Will you be okay?" I asked.
"Of course." He said. "There are other potential Warlocks out there, and for better or worse, we need them to awaken."
He left the Tower, and I waited for a few minutes, just in case someone else came by. The knock came just as I was about to head upstairs. "For fuck's sake..." I muttered as I opened the door. I didn't expect to see Tallyn.
"May I enter?" He asked.
I stepped aside and he walked in. Dressed in shining armor, proudly wearing the vestments of Bahamut, he looked at me coldly.
"Is your... master here?" He asked.
"Yes." I said. "Why?"
"I wish to speak with him." He stated, looking at the stairs. I sighed and gestured for him to follow me. "Is my being here an inconvenience?" He asked.
"The Sorcerers came by looking for power, Kurtulmak chased them off. We got our first Warlock not long after, you're the third person who's come by to see him."
"He chased the Sorcerers away?" He asked, he seemed surprised.
"He's not looking for minions. If they try again twice and they haven't figured out Kurtulmak actually does care about the Warren by then, he will kill them, because their ambition will endanger us at the worst possible time."
"Ruuk..." I looked at him. "Do you regret what you have done at all?"
"Do you?" I asked. I led him up the stairs, Kurtulmak was already waiting for us, spear in hand, pale yellow eyes glaring at Tallyn.
"Do you think you stand a chance, Paladin?" He asked. "I have not forgotten your actions."
Tallyn drew his sword, then handed it to me. "I did not come to antagonize." He said. "I have come to offer my limited service, as recompense for my actions."
"Don't even bother." Kurtulmak stated. "Accepting this would only lead you to resenting me more. You see me as one who has taken your brother away from you, who has lied to your God, who will lead your people astray." He walked toward Tallyn until he was face to face. "I would never accept the service of one who hates me. If you are truly sorrowful for your actions, you will renounce your God and accept me as your own."
"I would never." Tallyn hissed through gritted teeth.
"Then save your apologies for the ones you have wronged." Kurtulmak replied. "Starting with your brother."
Tallyn turned around, took his sword from me, and walked away. I heard the door to the Tower slam behind him.
"Did you have to antagonize him like that, Master?" I asked.
"Yes." He replied. "He is foolishly trying to reconcile his actions with his faith. He believes he was correct in punishing a traitor, his offer to me was nothing more than a means to quell his guilty conscience." Kurtulmak returned to his work on the armor. "Under less polite circumstances, I would have accepted and slowly corrupted him until he willingly consigned his soul to me. I told him exactly what he needed to hear."
"Given the opportunity to convert him, would you?" I asked.
"No." He replied. "Not only would it sour the deal I have with Bahamut, but it would also turn his followers against me even more. They are barely holding themselves back, even the mere notion that two of the miracles they experienced- indeed, the entire reason they were capable of revering him- was because I was feeling contrary that day." He looked at me. "Given the chance, would you?"
I shook my head. "No. But I would make him question his faith, force him to understand what it is he is looking for, and whether he is genuinely faithful, or simply struggling to reconcile with the pointless suffering we are dealing with."
"A good answer." He raised his hands up and began to chant an incantation. His eyes glowed with unfathomable power, the symbols on the armor began to glow, and then he lowered his hands. He picked up the armor, looked it over, then nodded before setting it aside and grabbing an unmarked one.
"Master, may I ask what you are doing?"
"Enchanting." He said. "I am creating a relatively rare magic armor that provides greater protection to the wearer. There is no way we will avoid combat, at some point, our enemies will grow impatient, and they will seek to kill us before long."
"So, it's like my armor?" I asked.
"No. The armor I gave you is a legend unto itself, a copy of the artifact that is mine. This will be less protective, but will still save lives."
"Is there any way I can help?" I asked.
"Not at present." He said. "You need to maintain your good image among the Warren, tomorrow, you will approach the Temple of Bahamut and request atonement. Say that, while you cannot forsake your vow to me, you wish to make amends. This will reduce tensions, will make you appear more reasonable and amenable to their desires, and will ensure that- when the time comes- they will leap to your defense, rather than risk their lives for a traitor."
"I will do as you command, Master." I replied.
He smiled. "I like you, Ruuk. You don't ask unnecessary questions. Now, you should go out there and lend your power to those who need it, you have a duty to your people, which is important for when you become their king."
"As you command, Master." I headed downstairs and stepped out into the town.
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2023.06.01 10:27 Favourite_Bookmark AITA for teaching my niece how to improve her drawings?
I (34F) did A-level art in 6th form, and while I didnāt go on to get a degree in art because I was more focused on other things at that point, I am very good at drawing and painting.
My niece, Emily, (12F) shares my love for it and when I visited her at her half term this week, she showed me her drawings. They were wonderful drawings, mainly of fungi, with correct proportions and shapes, but one of the things I noticed wasnāt entirely accurate was the shading.
I asked her where the light was coming from in one of her drawings, and Emily was confused so I explained that when shading, we have to pick a place where the light source is if we want it to look accurate, which most of the time is the top right corner. I showed her one of my drawings to compare.
This morning, my brother called me and said that Emily had been trying to correct the shading on one of her other drawings and found it too difficult and got frustrated and ripped up the drawing, along with a few of her other drawings. And now she was crying because she had destroyed some of her favourite drawings.
My brother said that if I hadnāt made her insecure about her drawings and told her āhow bad they really wereā (they were not bad, there was just room for improvement like every drawing ever) then this would have never happened and I really upset Emily.
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My niece, Emily, (12F) shares my love for it and when I visited her at her half term this week, she showed me her drawings. They were wonderful drawings, mainly of fungi, with correct proportions and shapes, but one of the things I noticed wasnāt entirely accurate was the shading.
I asked her where the light was coming from in one of her drawings, and Emily was confused so I explained that when shading, we have to pick a place where the light source is if we want it to look accurate, which most of the time is the top right corner. I showed her one of my drawings to compare.
This morning, my brother called me and said that Emily had been trying to correct the shading on one of her other drawings and found it too difficult and got frustrated and ripped up the drawing, along with a few of her other drawings. And now she was crying because she had destroyed some of her favourite drawings.
My brother said that if I hadnāt made her insecure about her drawings and told her āhow bad they really wereā (they were not bad, there was just room for improvement like every drawing ever) then this would have never happened and I really upset Emily.
2023.06.01 10:25 Ashamed_Ad_5563 if it sounds too good to be true it always is and always will be.
money does not buy freedom
š·if it sounds too good to be true it always is and always will be a slave to the jews...and when I do become free they'll make the currency worthless and see how I react and keep a record of it...because they have done it all and seen
it all and they are stronger than me and have more teeth than me which means they have an advantage. When I become financially free women and girls will steal my money so that they can go off to the sunset or send men disguised as women after me...or diseased women and/or girls so that I am forced to pick up shit or nobody.
either way the goal is to control my life..but everything is out there to kill me
the goal was to control the population so we don't fuck and mate and reproduce...love is a crime because they ate meat rather than fish.
death and taxes and cease to exist await me. if it sounds too good to be true it always will be because I am restricted to where I go and what I can do because the person above knows this.
either way this reality does not want me to get away with anything and that fake is the new real and I am not sure if the person you are seeing is really that person or old farts or men and/or boys disguised as females...and that fake is the new real. I'll eventually end up in politics i won't have a choice...
either way this place is to hide the real world and when I do get it they'll kill me off either way or they'll frame me something i didn't do even if it's a thing of fiction...or it will be indian men disguised as females otherwise the disease women and/or diseased females whoever made this matrix did it to screw with me because of religion. I am my own worst enemy anyway...because the information is purposely hidden and the food I eat will make me mortal either way or no fucking..
either way I am my own worst enemy because other men and gay people the goal is to kill me off or if not then and they will devalue or turn me gay or kill me off and she will because she created this and she owns it or nature will...if not other men will get in the way...or the person above will
The goal was to hide the truth and prevent freewill and freedom because rightfully so and limit our free will and freedom because she owns this place - they need me for something...I did not make anything gay people did and that's why they have rigged this game..otherwise use this as target practice i was brought here because they needed me for their political ideology...otherwise eat boys.otherwise fuck my family or turn gay...like what the fuck - is this taboo subject line
besides other men will see more boobs than me because of the jews and men they got that - I won't be able to shapeshift either and they are watching and reading these notes and preventing me from getting a good night's sleep and they have purposely shoved me into a corner because they own this place and are only playing me money to keep quiet so that I push their ideology and they are
the goal is to kill me off so that I can be used part of their game otherwise get run over buhahahha and then they take my place ubhahhaa
A slave to nazis and jews who are smarter than me and hindus and muslims and big brother..
Time has no meaning here and someone is fucking with time and space on purpose...otherwise she kills and tortures each other.
The goal is simple when you can control time and space you can pretty control everything including when I die and they will kill me off buhahahahahahah
hahahahahhahahaha hahahahahhahahaha otherwise leave me all alone buhahhahahahaha
the goal of it was simple to play god with my life and limit my powers on purpose and the scientists and others won and if they conceed to me it's fufilling someone else's ideology....
A slave to friendly fascism...buhahahhaha - I won't have a choice but to join god one group controlling the other..
whether I go left or right or up or down the game is rigged A slave to the male diseease and the adult disease and the boy and gay and parents disease
they purposely injected this virus because they needed me for something the goal was to slow me down or kill me off which they will and when I am born I'll die so that I get recycled I won't have a choice or open my eyes where I won't know and feed me fake stuff appearing real.
The goal was to hide the truth because the truth would hurt and come at a shock...
it's never been to benefit me - I got tortured alright the goal was that there is money to be made in middle the goal was to kill the sex drive otherwise shove it my face so that they can publicly embarras me.
A slave to religion and/or science and they will fuck with me because they have fear buhahahaha because they have the ability to if not then my parents or society or nature will.
which wins every single time...I got turned into a mess because of my father and it's apparently my fault... I won't ever be as handsome because of my race and when I do I'll have to give up more of my privacy for the illusion and they will use this against me in the court of law.
either way I am blacklisted...if not they'll beat up girls
if not then humans will eat for dinner so that i get reunited in america and the way that they got that pretty was because they ate babies...
and this is to benefit others and I'll turn myself into a programmer - i won't have a choice.
only big sister and girls will enjoy real freedom because everyone is diseased if not the gay people
either way this matrix is rigged and that I'll kill myself eventually because of the mango which is money...and then basically become one of the stars
my mind is enslaved and the goal is that i am my own worst enemy...Only the catholics will ever be free or someone close to me or both. Either way the goal is that they'll eventually steal my hard earned money and rightfully so or otherwise destroy me
buhahahhaha nice try bro better luck next time buahahhahahahahaha
hahahaha as long as I accept this form of slavery because they know I am completely defensiveless and that the ball is in the hand of other men and women
The goal of them bringing me here was to avoid the chaos buhahahha
hahaha a slave to the environmentalist who needed me to do their dirty work otherwise pull the plug and then take me away and destroy and ruin the place.
They will drug me or I'll self destruct myself or they'll steal stuff away or they'll take away privileges and ask me to work in the mines. If not then I'll keep working because of my father so that I join their social cult.
The game is rigged whether it's in my favour or not the game is rigged this matrix is smarter than me and they want me to turn against my father in so he either turns against me or continues to look after me and keep me under containment because they needed me to contain a virus and otherwise take over and play this bullshit game of red vs blue vs black - so that the chinese and whites can continue fucking and I am left with the diseased - and I won't have a choice - they will drug me because of other men or eat me for dinner.
Or otherwise torture me so that women can steal my sperm from me...The game is rigged whether it's in my favour or not the person above is stronger than me...
A slave to the pedos who get off to raping kids because they own this place...because other men
They wil torture me because I don't have a choice which is why they turned me into a wuss - my parents know that I am powerless and the person above the same thing buhahhaha
otherwise be on the street naked giggling at me shitting because they own and rule this place because somebody is going to get a hurt real bad.
Money does not buy freedom and when it does it pays for my funeral. If not the jews and others will get in the way or nature will. The game is rigged buhahahha
hahahhahahahahahhahahahaha hahahahahahahhahahahahahahhahahahahhahahahahahhahahahahahahahhahaha
but women and gay people and boys and our parents will get a free ride in life. The goal is to control nature and basically play god with my life and they won...I am a prisoner of my own home.
I won't have a choice but to get tortured otherwise they'll send the diseased after me if not other men will torture me or women and girls who are diseased will be sent by the orthodontics and dentists...
I am basically a prisoner otherwise dump me to take over a system so that when I am done rebuilding it it they can take over.
death and taxes and being brutually tortured and kept silent awaits me all and they won otherwise or turn me gay which I won't have a choice because of my parents who set these standards. buhahahha because of society...I got turned into a wuss so that it benefits my parents so that my father is either reborn as a female or he fucks me...
ahahahhahahahha hahahahahaha. They have a script for a beginning and an end to my life so that I can be recycled...
Freedom died a long time ago...This matrix was designed to torture me psychologically.
The goal was to silence nature and when I do wake up they can giggle at me exploding buhahahha
ahahahhaha hahahahha HEHHHEHEHE hehehheehehehehehehe. This matrix purposely lays traps in this reality to lure me into a trap of self destruction and disorganisation and slow me down so that I get sick and fat and so it funds their organisation or i am falling for a similar trap here..
Either turn gay or accept this form of slavery buhahahhaha hahahahha hehehhehehheehhehehe
Otherwise they'll really show whose boss and shut me up for good because rightfully so my parents are stronger than me.
When I become free I'll become a product or a product on their cell phone, newspaper and advertisement buhahahhah...otherwise get turned into a padlock on the internet or the font or the colors on the internet because rightfully so they own and rule this place. The goal was to devalue me and then take it away otherwise prop me up to see how much shit I can tolerate until they take it away from me...if not other men will come after me...or copy or steal my idea. They rape mother earth and mother earth is being raped too.
Otherwise shove gay porn down my throat because they want me to do something wrong but the real owners can get away with having cake and eating it too.
The goal was to delete me so that I cease to exist and they will make me mortal and they won. They experimented on me so that I am given a short self life and or otherwise they blend into the crowd so that they are reborn or I left all alone..
or when I reborn I am born with diseases and genetic defects...
women and girls run this matrix and there are no females in this matrix and if they are they are men disguised as that and they have purposely made it that way....and when I do break free I'll die whether it's here or outside this matrix so that i get recycled or cease to exist or get turned into a less useful forms of life or get raped from behind....buhahahahaha or get eaten by women and/or girls because they are stronger than me...Otherwise force to eat the diseased.
hahahahahahha. Otherwise stare at a computer screen all day long so it protects my parents. Utopia is dystopia...otherwise get raped in jail for their own entertainment.
They will torture me buhahaha whether I like it or not. The goal was to make me mortal and they won...
The goal was to turn me into an illusion and then keep me barely on life support so that they can live in the fantasy land...they did this to other worlds and they'll do it to this world.
or cut my body and my limps. IF not face the diseased...otherwise eventually replace someone or get tortured when I get replaced or get eaten buhahahaha...
otherwise use this against me in court or ask me to take over this dying system...or have those privileges taken away or send the diseased after me when i do break free buhahaha...
either way my own stupidity costs me my own free will...because AI is controlling this system you can feel it..
The goal is to keep me as a prisoner here because theyy own and rule this place otherwise forced to eat shit, sewer water, diseased stuff expired products garbagee soils and dead people.
If it sounds and feels too good to be true it always is and always will be.
The goal is that they own this place and I won't be able to be immortal and do whatever the fuck I want and the only thing free I have is a thing of fiction and when I do break free they'll send the diseased after me or the real people appearing to be real but they are diseased and expired themselves so that they next generation turns against me...
Only AI, Women and god and gay people and my parents and animals will ever have real free will. Fake is the new real.
Other men and gay people and black people will get in the way and the chinese people and the brown assholes that will turn me gay.. If not then my brothers will and/or motther or father. If not then religion will get in the way or otherwise I'll be forced to join their social cult of big brother..
or send down the rabbit hole and that I'll be forced to eat shit and turn against my family and my people - I'll be forced to eat the diseased/old farts and expired people
I'll never be free because of the judges and lawyers and the person behind me who wants to use me for his ideology otherwise ask me take over.. The goal is to kill me off otherwise torture me from behind forever buhahahahha
hahaha - the goal is that it does not want me to die but wants me join their social cult until I take it extremes and have her take me away and then eat me for dinner. The goal is to divide me and/or turn me gay so it's easier to rule me - I'll never get to live forever and have more power because they'll eventually take it away or limit the number of people born. Only AI, God, and science will ever get away with everything because rightfully so - they own this place.
If not then society and the diseased and the people who have expired will come in the way otherwise the person who has enslaved my mind wants me to play justice or otherwise women will just all the girls away and leave me with nothing buhahahahha
They are taking notes of this and trying to drive me mad and or otherwise make me mortal so that cyberspace takes over the real world and that I am fed fake stuff and then eventually they can take me away...
Otherwise turn gay or lose my dick, and my nose because these assholes purposely want to kill and control the brown population because the racist piece of shit.
2023.06.01 10:22 edward6d Hotel Dusk: Room 215 (2007) - GotM June 2023 Long Category Winner
Hotel Dusk: Room 215 (2007)
Developer: CingGenre: Adventure, Puzzle, Visual Novel
Platform: Nintendo DS
Why should you care: Hotel Dusk: Room 215 is a unique detective adventure game that utilized the Nintendo DS's dual-screen and stylus features to create an immersive interactive novel experience.
In this game, you play as Kyle Hyde, a former NYPD detective turned salesperson, who finds himself in a mysterious hotel while searching for his former partner. The gameplay is a blend of point-and-click exploration, puzzle-solving, and interactive novel-style storytelling. You'll be navigating through the hotel, interacting with various guests and staff, uncovering their stories, and slowly revealing the secrets of the hotel and Kyle's past.
One of the game's key features is its distinctive art style, which utilizes rotoscoped animations to create characters that look like they're straight out of a noir comic book. This, combined with an atmospheric soundtrack, gives the game a unique aesthetic that perfectly matches its noir-themed narrative.
The puzzles in Hotel Dusk: Room 215 are cleverly integrated into the story and often require using the DS in creative ways. For example flipping the device sideways to simulate holding a book or closing the DS to solve a puzzle.
Hotel Dusk: Room 215 isn't a fast-paced or action-filled detective game; instead, it focuses on slow-burn storytelling, character development, and mystery-solving. If you're a fan of noir detective stories, interactive novels, or quirky game mechanics, then this game is definitely worth checking out.
What is GotM?
Game of the Month is an initiative similar to a book reading club, where every month the community votes for a long game (>12 hours main story per HLTB) and a short game (<12 h) to play, discuss together and share our experiences about.If you want to learn more & participate, that's great, you can join the subreddit's Discord (link in the sidebar) to do that! However, if you only want to discuss the title picked this month in this thread, that's cool too.
June 2023's GotM theme: 2006/2007
2023.06.01 10:19 Xcross8769 Mods for DQ9?
Like the title says, i wanna know if there are mods that add more content to dq9 for the ds? If so, where can i install them? Ik dq9 is hella old so i doubt anyone would work on it
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2023.06.01 10:18 Waveshaper21 All Street Fighter comics leading up to SF6 summarized in text
I thought I'd do this little write up, summarizing the events of 4 comics that lead up to Street Fighter 6's story. You know, for people on limited data, or just unaware of the ongoing story. Enjoy :).
Ken is using his inherited wealth to invest in a new country in Asia to help the people and attract more investors in the country. With what else than hosting a fighting tournament. An NGO lead by Johann Petrovich is also part of the investments, in fact he invited Ken to the whole thing. An ancient arena is renovated for the tournament and the opening ceremony is due next day. Ken is in conflict with his father's company board if they should invest in this country at all because it's not profitable, and he is arguing with them on phone in a car, on his way to visit the site. Meanwhile, Luke is transporting Mel, Ken's son to the same site from somewhere else. Mel isn't happy about being dragged around the world by his father instead of camping with his friends like normal kids. Luke is trying to befriend him and cheer him up - he is a private millitary / security organization soldier working for Johann's NGO.
Ken arrives on size and is given a tour by Johann and his assistant, Kalima. Johann is a local who appears to have a deep care for his culture, and even the king shows up and gives Ken a piece of cloth that was placed on the mythical hero of the country after he gave his heart in a fight against an evil dragon, according to legend. Johann shows everyone a drone network that he wants to use to livestream the tournament from every possible angle.
Not everyone is happy with the events however. There are violent protests against the government opening up the developing country to foreign influence. Kalima, Johann's assistant tries to speak up so Ken may hear about these events from the opposition's point of view because she believes Ken is truly here to help the people, but is quickly silenced by Johann.
On his way to a hotel, Ken's car is attacked by protestors. The car is fired at by many cars, crashing and exploding. Ken survives but got shot, but a board member who was in his support and a long time friend, dies along with the driver. An unknown group drags Ken away. Mel is trying to reach his always busy dad unsuccessfully, but Luke tries to cheer him up with a similar outcome.
Next day, the opening ceremony starts in the morning. Johann is giving an inspiring speech, and Luke arrives with Mel. Suddenly the worldwide broadcasting is interrupted by a recording, where a shady figure is meeting with Ken, claiming he is a radical leader of the opposition responsible for the chaos and violence and thanking Ken for his investments and support in organizing all of it, and Ken says he is happy to do so because it's profitable for his foundation too, as he is money laundering the bets made in crypto on the upcoming fights.
The public is outraged and demands answers from Johann still standing on the podium. He refuses to comment at this time and says he will investigate. The drones fall and explode around people. Mel is escorted to safety by Luke, back to the NGO HQ. As far as the world knows Ken is funding terrorism now.
Ken wakes up in an unknown location. The people who dragged him away were interpol agents working for Chun Li. She shows him the news, and of course Ken is burning in rage and confusion, demanding to know if his son is safe. Unable to answer, Chun Li orders him to stay put as they investigate, she believes him but Interpol does not - and Ken being Ken, he breaks out and escapes custody trying to find Mel.
Meanwhile there is a meeting in the NGO HQ. Johann orders his PMC to hunt Ken down for the safety of everyone. Mel is watching this from a window, as Luke can't take his eyes off of him, feeling sorry for the boy. In a flashback, we see Luke's parents die in a terrorist attack when he was the same age as Mel. He volunteers to capture Ken alive instead, and bring him to justice - Johann agrees. Luke promises Mel to bring his dad back alive, and leaves with his commando.
Shortly after, the shady masked figure Ken was seen with on record, kidnaps Mel.
Ken is on the streets, still wounded, trying to find Mel. While helping up a boy who fell, the boy recognizes him from the news and screams for help, forcing Ken to run away into a dark house. There he is greeted by the masked man - who reveals himself to be Johann.
Chun Li's sister figures out that the Ken seen on record was created using deepfake. At the same time, Johann reveals his intentions: he is doing the exact same as what fake-Ken (created by millions of images his drones took of Ken before) is accused of: spreading chaos in developing countries and reaping profits, while having legit infrastructure investments as a cover up. He reveals that his drones used everywhere in the city for transporting goods and providing security survailance are also equipped with explosives, and projects an image of the blindfolded, tied to a chair Mel on the wall with a drone under his chair, presenting Ken with a choice:
Play his part in the narrative, and remote explode the bombs around the city, or the one under Mel explodes in 3 minutes. Then Johann simply leaves. Facing an impossible choice, Ken decides to push the button, and the bombs go off: just when Luke and his men kick in the door, finding Ken alone in the dark house with a remote in his hand.
A cloaked figure shows up as Luke arrests Ken, helping him escape. Finding templorarly shelter somewhere far away, the figure reveals herself to be Kalima, who assisted Johann because she loves her country and believed Johann truly wants to help with his investments and attempting to have the world recognize the country with the tournament. She claims to be the victim of Johann aswell.
Later on, the tournament starts with Johann giving another speech. As first contender he announces, Ken shows up in the ring - presumably signed up by Kalima under a fake name - to everyone's shock. Luke is present as head of security (completely unaware of Johann's true nature) with his PMC. Mel is also here, seeing his father for the first time in weeks. As Ken attempts to confront Johann, Luke stands between them and they fight - while Johann already opened up bets on the darkweb. Luke prevails over the wounded former world champion, and his men capture him. Seeing his defeat, Kalima confronts Johann as he is walking out, but he pulls a knife out from his cane and stabs her in the stomach, (most likely) killing her as she collapses in the hallway.
We are back in Li Feng's home as she informs her sister Chun Li that she did some research on Johann, and turns out he is quickly moving from one NGO to another, having legit charity and infrastructure construction operations all around the world, but always using a different name for each project: the only constant linking them is that his acronyms are always JP. Upon attempting to search the dark web for JP, her computer screen is filled with black error messages and one word: Shadaloo.
The last scene implies an unknown lenght timejump, and shows (the now somehow free/escaped but still chased after) Ken wandering into a large metropolis, looking for Mel.
(Edited for typos, I'm on phone)
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Ken arrives on size and is given a tour by Johann and his assistant, Kalima. Johann is a local who appears to have a deep care for his culture, and even the king shows up and gives Ken a piece of cloth that was placed on the mythical hero of the country after he gave his heart in a fight against an evil dragon, according to legend. Johann shows everyone a drone network that he wants to use to livestream the tournament from every possible angle.
Not everyone is happy with the events however. There are violent protests against the government opening up the developing country to foreign influence. Kalima, Johann's assistant tries to speak up so Ken may hear about these events from the opposition's point of view because she believes Ken is truly here to help the people, but is quickly silenced by Johann.
On his way to a hotel, Ken's car is attacked by protestors. The car is fired at by many cars, crashing and exploding. Ken survives but got shot, but a board member who was in his support and a long time friend, dies along with the driver. An unknown group drags Ken away. Mel is trying to reach his always busy dad unsuccessfully, but Luke tries to cheer him up with a similar outcome.
Next day, the opening ceremony starts in the morning. Johann is giving an inspiring speech, and Luke arrives with Mel. Suddenly the worldwide broadcasting is interrupted by a recording, where a shady figure is meeting with Ken, claiming he is a radical leader of the opposition responsible for the chaos and violence and thanking Ken for his investments and support in organizing all of it, and Ken says he is happy to do so because it's profitable for his foundation too, as he is money laundering the bets made in crypto on the upcoming fights.
The public is outraged and demands answers from Johann still standing on the podium. He refuses to comment at this time and says he will investigate. The drones fall and explode around people. Mel is escorted to safety by Luke, back to the NGO HQ. As far as the world knows Ken is funding terrorism now.
Ken wakes up in an unknown location. The people who dragged him away were interpol agents working for Chun Li. She shows him the news, and of course Ken is burning in rage and confusion, demanding to know if his son is safe. Unable to answer, Chun Li orders him to stay put as they investigate, she believes him but Interpol does not - and Ken being Ken, he breaks out and escapes custody trying to find Mel.
Meanwhile there is a meeting in the NGO HQ. Johann orders his PMC to hunt Ken down for the safety of everyone. Mel is watching this from a window, as Luke can't take his eyes off of him, feeling sorry for the boy. In a flashback, we see Luke's parents die in a terrorist attack when he was the same age as Mel. He volunteers to capture Ken alive instead, and bring him to justice - Johann agrees. Luke promises Mel to bring his dad back alive, and leaves with his commando.
Shortly after, the shady masked figure Ken was seen with on record, kidnaps Mel.
Ken is on the streets, still wounded, trying to find Mel. While helping up a boy who fell, the boy recognizes him from the news and screams for help, forcing Ken to run away into a dark house. There he is greeted by the masked man - who reveals himself to be Johann.
Chun Li's sister figures out that the Ken seen on record was created using deepfake. At the same time, Johann reveals his intentions: he is doing the exact same as what fake-Ken (created by millions of images his drones took of Ken before) is accused of: spreading chaos in developing countries and reaping profits, while having legit infrastructure investments as a cover up. He reveals that his drones used everywhere in the city for transporting goods and providing security survailance are also equipped with explosives, and projects an image of the blindfolded, tied to a chair Mel on the wall with a drone under his chair, presenting Ken with a choice:
Play his part in the narrative, and remote explode the bombs around the city, or the one under Mel explodes in 3 minutes. Then Johann simply leaves. Facing an impossible choice, Ken decides to push the button, and the bombs go off: just when Luke and his men kick in the door, finding Ken alone in the dark house with a remote in his hand.
A cloaked figure shows up as Luke arrests Ken, helping him escape. Finding templorarly shelter somewhere far away, the figure reveals herself to be Kalima, who assisted Johann because she loves her country and believed Johann truly wants to help with his investments and attempting to have the world recognize the country with the tournament. She claims to be the victim of Johann aswell.
Later on, the tournament starts with Johann giving another speech. As first contender he announces, Ken shows up in the ring - presumably signed up by Kalima under a fake name - to everyone's shock. Luke is present as head of security (completely unaware of Johann's true nature) with his PMC. Mel is also here, seeing his father for the first time in weeks. As Ken attempts to confront Johann, Luke stands between them and they fight - while Johann already opened up bets on the darkweb. Luke prevails over the wounded former world champion, and his men capture him. Seeing his defeat, Kalima confronts Johann as he is walking out, but he pulls a knife out from his cane and stabs her in the stomach, (most likely) killing her as she collapses in the hallway.
We are back in Li Feng's home as she informs her sister Chun Li that she did some research on Johann, and turns out he is quickly moving from one NGO to another, having legit charity and infrastructure construction operations all around the world, but always using a different name for each project: the only constant linking them is that his acronyms are always JP. Upon attempting to search the dark web for JP, her computer screen is filled with black error messages and one word: Shadaloo.
The last scene implies an unknown lenght timejump, and shows (the now somehow free/escaped but still chased after) Ken wandering into a large metropolis, looking for Mel.
(Edited for typos, I'm on phone)
2023.06.01 10:06 Keeping-anonymous Complex situation involving paternity fraud.
I've posted on this forum about this situation before and got some good information. I deleted it because I was worried that, somehow, Jared would catch wind. The other account has a lot of personal details so I figure it's harder to pinpoint on a throwaway account. Excuse the format. I'm on my phone.
Boyfriend lives in Oregon. Boys live in Missouri
My goal here is to figure out if there is enough evidence of abuse and neglect from Jared. We are talking to an attorney but they havent taken the case yet. I want to get more input on the situation as a whole.
We would not be pursuing this legally if Jared would allow my boyfriend's son to at least talk to him and have some visitation rights. Here is why we are getting an attorney.
My boyfriend's ex-girlfriend ran away and had his child without his knowing. She put Jared's name on the birth certificate and went MIA.
Both my boyfriend and his ex-girlfriend's family have not been able to pinpoint where the child, the ex-girlfriend and Jared lived. This is because anytime they got wind of someone finding them (including CPS), they'd move to another state. This has been happening for over 10 years. We also got news (from the boy) that their mother left when they were 5 years old. The only record that could be found is that she was arrested for dumpster diving many years ago
The boy [13] (and the boys brother [8]) were recently placed in the care of a man who claimed to be the guardian. Later, he realized that the papers he signed are not valid. Which is horrifying because he only knows Jared from work. They are not even friends. Out of sheer luck, the guardian got in contact with my boyfriend and explained that both boys were technically homeless and abused.
This is a portion of what the guardian has told us.
The guardian admitted that he took the boys in for monetary gain. He has had the boys since Nov 2022. He said the boys came to him dirty, smelly and looking very neglected. Over the past few months Jared has not paid the guardian. The guardian has paid for new beds, medical bills, and basic necessities for the boys. Jared will verbally abuse the boys and say "I'll fucking break your jaw," if they don't cater to him because he can't stand for more than 15 minutes (he is a big guy). He has told the boys that they are in hiding to actively prevent them from meeting their families.
From what the guardian knows, Jared has had the boys living with him in a semi-truck and has been traveling the country. The boys are behind in their education and (based off the school records the guardian provided my boyfriend--which has false information in regards to past schooling and guardianship) require special needs classes because they are academically and socially behind.
The guardian explained that he has severe and untreated mental illness and no longer wants to take care of the boys BUT wanted to find their respective parents before putting them in foster care. He agreed to take care of the boys for as long as he needs until there is a verdict in obtaining the boys.
I was on the phone with the guardian when Jared came unannounced to the guardians home. The guardian had me listen to, what he calls, a normal day with Jared. At first, he was just a argumentative jerk but after awhile the guardian started asking probing questions and Jared answered them.
Jared admitted that he doesn't want to make food for the boys because it was too much work, he doesn't really care for their education and can barely care for the boys because he is homeless. He said that he plans to move in a couple months to a neighboring city (which my boyfriend is contacting attorneys in). He only spends a few days at a time with the boys unless he is sick and bed bound.
After Jared left, the guardian asked the boys how they felt about the visit. My boyfriend's son said it "was kinda nice," and Jared's biological son cried and said it made him sad because he got yelled over his his speech apediment. I heard him getting yelled at but couldn't make out what was being said.
It was later revealed by my boyfriend's son that Jared beat him with a wooden spoon a long time ago but refused to talk to CPS because he was scared that Jared would get arrested. He thinks most of the abuse he gets is normal. My boyfriend and I have talked to his son and he's told us that he wants to live with us but it's evident this whole situation is scary and confusing. I do my best to validate his emotions when we talk.
I also want to know if my boyfriend will be looked down upon in court because he wasn't able to find his son for all these years. I understand the court doesn't want to take children away from their parents when they are the boys age [13] and don't have an established relationship.
The boy really likes my boyfriend and I. There is a deep emotional connection and I know we can take good care of him. We have a 2 bedroom home, a paid off car, have lived in the same city for more than 5 years, live in a school district that has an entire school (elementary, middle, and high) that caters to children who have/are fostered or have other issues similar.
Unfortunately, the attorney told my boyfriend it would be hard to get legal grounds to his sons brother BUT we aren't alone in this. His ex's sister is also involved. She has been calling CPS when she realized the boys were neglected as babies. This would include infections and rashes from not changing diapers, the boys were covered in dirt and were always hungry. Oh, and Jared's family is aware that Jared took my boyfriend's son. They have been helping him hide the boys. Of course, CPS couldn't do anything because Jared and my boyfriend's ex would move to a different state when they were approuched. Anyway, the boys aunt is ready to fight for her nephew since we have a harder chance doing it successfully. Both families and the guardian are eagerly waiting on what we need to make sure they are with capable, stable family members.
My other question is, if Jared moves (and the guardian can't find them) what do we do!? It would feel like we are back at square one. Can something be pushed since Jared's a runner?
This is very long and I appreciate any and all advice. Again, we are talking to an attorney (the one we found is specialized in family court and was once a judge himself). I just want to hear it from you guys. My heart breaks everyday and my boyfriend is trying to accept that we won't get any rights at all.
Edits: Mainly spelling corrections but also added details I thought might be important.
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Boyfriend lives in Oregon. Boys live in Missouri
My goal here is to figure out if there is enough evidence of abuse and neglect from Jared. We are talking to an attorney but they havent taken the case yet. I want to get more input on the situation as a whole.
We would not be pursuing this legally if Jared would allow my boyfriend's son to at least talk to him and have some visitation rights. Here is why we are getting an attorney.
My boyfriend's ex-girlfriend ran away and had his child without his knowing. She put Jared's name on the birth certificate and went MIA.
Both my boyfriend and his ex-girlfriend's family have not been able to pinpoint where the child, the ex-girlfriend and Jared lived. This is because anytime they got wind of someone finding them (including CPS), they'd move to another state. This has been happening for over 10 years. We also got news (from the boy) that their mother left when they were 5 years old. The only record that could be found is that she was arrested for dumpster diving many years ago
The boy [13] (and the boys brother [8]) were recently placed in the care of a man who claimed to be the guardian. Later, he realized that the papers he signed are not valid. Which is horrifying because he only knows Jared from work. They are not even friends. Out of sheer luck, the guardian got in contact with my boyfriend and explained that both boys were technically homeless and abused.
This is a portion of what the guardian has told us.
The guardian admitted that he took the boys in for monetary gain. He has had the boys since Nov 2022. He said the boys came to him dirty, smelly and looking very neglected. Over the past few months Jared has not paid the guardian. The guardian has paid for new beds, medical bills, and basic necessities for the boys. Jared will verbally abuse the boys and say "I'll fucking break your jaw," if they don't cater to him because he can't stand for more than 15 minutes (he is a big guy). He has told the boys that they are in hiding to actively prevent them from meeting their families.
From what the guardian knows, Jared has had the boys living with him in a semi-truck and has been traveling the country. The boys are behind in their education and (based off the school records the guardian provided my boyfriend--which has false information in regards to past schooling and guardianship) require special needs classes because they are academically and socially behind.
The guardian explained that he has severe and untreated mental illness and no longer wants to take care of the boys BUT wanted to find their respective parents before putting them in foster care. He agreed to take care of the boys for as long as he needs until there is a verdict in obtaining the boys.
I was on the phone with the guardian when Jared came unannounced to the guardians home. The guardian had me listen to, what he calls, a normal day with Jared. At first, he was just a argumentative jerk but after awhile the guardian started asking probing questions and Jared answered them.
Jared admitted that he doesn't want to make food for the boys because it was too much work, he doesn't really care for their education and can barely care for the boys because he is homeless. He said that he plans to move in a couple months to a neighboring city (which my boyfriend is contacting attorneys in). He only spends a few days at a time with the boys unless he is sick and bed bound.
After Jared left, the guardian asked the boys how they felt about the visit. My boyfriend's son said it "was kinda nice," and Jared's biological son cried and said it made him sad because he got yelled over his his speech apediment. I heard him getting yelled at but couldn't make out what was being said.
It was later revealed by my boyfriend's son that Jared beat him with a wooden spoon a long time ago but refused to talk to CPS because he was scared that Jared would get arrested. He thinks most of the abuse he gets is normal. My boyfriend and I have talked to his son and he's told us that he wants to live with us but it's evident this whole situation is scary and confusing. I do my best to validate his emotions when we talk.
I also want to know if my boyfriend will be looked down upon in court because he wasn't able to find his son for all these years. I understand the court doesn't want to take children away from their parents when they are the boys age [13] and don't have an established relationship.
The boy really likes my boyfriend and I. There is a deep emotional connection and I know we can take good care of him. We have a 2 bedroom home, a paid off car, have lived in the same city for more than 5 years, live in a school district that has an entire school (elementary, middle, and high) that caters to children who have/are fostered or have other issues similar.
Unfortunately, the attorney told my boyfriend it would be hard to get legal grounds to his sons brother BUT we aren't alone in this. His ex's sister is also involved. She has been calling CPS when she realized the boys were neglected as babies. This would include infections and rashes from not changing diapers, the boys were covered in dirt and were always hungry. Oh, and Jared's family is aware that Jared took my boyfriend's son. They have been helping him hide the boys. Of course, CPS couldn't do anything because Jared and my boyfriend's ex would move to a different state when they were approuched. Anyway, the boys aunt is ready to fight for her nephew since we have a harder chance doing it successfully. Both families and the guardian are eagerly waiting on what we need to make sure they are with capable, stable family members.
My other question is, if Jared moves (and the guardian can't find them) what do we do!? It would feel like we are back at square one. Can something be pushed since Jared's a runner?
This is very long and I appreciate any and all advice. Again, we are talking to an attorney (the one we found is specialized in family court and was once a judge himself). I just want to hear it from you guys. My heart breaks everyday and my boyfriend is trying to accept that we won't get any rights at all.
Edits: Mainly spelling corrections but also added details I thought might be important.
2023.06.01 10:06 littlemissynth Dad stole 30k savings
Hi all. So a few days ago I made a post asking about what i could expect from being sued. A few people said I should put this here aswell.
So, long story short, I've been working part time since I've been old enough to and had about 30k in savings. (This was in canada). Last year, my mum, brother and I moved to South Africa. My mum didn't want me to use my savings so said I should give it to her or entrust it to her. I didn't trust her as our relationship was rocky so I made the mistake of putting it in an account that my dad had access to.
He was supposed to move to Slovenia where his part of the family is but I later found out he moved to South Africa too to be with his mistress and my sisters.
I also found out he took the entire 30k out of the account and wont give a clear answer to what he used it on or why.
Is there any legal recourse here? I gave him access to the account so I didn't think I have.
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So, long story short, I've been working part time since I've been old enough to and had about 30k in savings. (This was in canada). Last year, my mum, brother and I moved to South Africa. My mum didn't want me to use my savings so said I should give it to her or entrust it to her. I didn't trust her as our relationship was rocky so I made the mistake of putting it in an account that my dad had access to.
He was supposed to move to Slovenia where his part of the family is but I later found out he moved to South Africa too to be with his mistress and my sisters.
I also found out he took the entire 30k out of the account and wont give a clear answer to what he used it on or why.
Is there any legal recourse here? I gave him access to the account so I didn't think I have.
2023.06.01 10:05 StarChild413 Still hyperfixated on Overwatch after all of this and wanting Blizzard to change so everyone stops quitting and complaining but idk how, help?
So as some of you may have no doubt heard, Overwatch/Blizzard is taking a lot of heat for the whole PvE backtrack and trying to sort through all this noise is giving me an anxiety attack. People (I hesitate to call them fans) on the main Overwatch sub were making it sound like Overwatch could have been one of the most successful gaming IPs of all time (or at least the most successful of its genre) based on how heavily OW1 was getting promoted but that with OW2 it became "an empty shell where you could do nothing but play comp and buy skins" because of (depending on who you ask) either not buying enough OW1 lootboxes that they wouldn't have felt the need to make OW2 or buying the wrong or too many OW2 skins or just pure unadulterated greed. I tried to ask on the OW2 sub wondering what to do and the responses ranged from "it's hopeless, they're a greedy billion dollar company" to a "wait and see" that sounded more pessimistic than intended to an elaborate metaphor regarding a girl representing the playerbase and a guy representing the game and if he ever really wanted to get married if he teased engagement and never bought a ring (that A. made me in a fit of meltdown-hysteria-where-you-say-crazy-shit want to change my name to the name they gave to the player girl and go through that with a guy with the name they gave to the game guy but get a ring myself if that wouldn't mean the fans were fake because my name wasn't that girls' name originally and B. is inaccurate as a company/game-dev-team can't receive counseling the way a guy acting the way the guy in the metaphor did could and it'd be easier for the girl to propose to the guy than us to make their PvE for them) And now they just dropped another short story (that people are saying reads like a bad fanfic but I don't know if they're saying that because they're still mad about the PvE thing) that revealed a character as gay the fans have long thought was and people are saying that was to distract from the PvE issue like they said one of the past other gay reveals was to distract from the whole Blitzchung incident
Because as would be hard to explain if I haven't already explained on any of my other posts about Overwatch I have a very complicated yet strong emotional connection to this game and the characters (hence why I was so hyped about the whole gay thing that the people accusing it of being a distraction hurt me so) and the optimistic vision of the world the lore presents, I want the game to be better so whatever my own gameplay experience people can stop hating Blizzard for every little thing they do and I can enjoy the lore in peace and maybe we can encourage them to expand on things (even outside of whether or not we get the PvE) the way they did in OW1 maybe even down to the lore cartoon that was rumored a while back (if we had that for lore people might be less incensed about not PvE). However, I don't know what I can do to get them to change this shit (and the nattering nabobs of negativity on the subs aren't helping). Boycotts don't help unless everyone would otherwise have easy access (as someone not playing could just be because they don't have a PC or the right console and someone could just not buy a certain skin because they don't like it so any sales dip could be explainable in other ways unless explicitly tied to the message), people say change.org petitions don't work, even if they could be given a monetary incentive legally somehow the way people make Blizzard sound whatever we could give wouldn't be enough, would we really be able to take over the company if we brought it low enough esp. now that Microsoft's in the mix (and does that mean we could pressure Gates to pressure them), and would a class-action lawsuit for false advertising actually do any good instead of either just give us a ton of money for our trouble and/or end up shutting the game down permanently?
Help, the world needs heroes and so should the game?
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Because as would be hard to explain if I haven't already explained on any of my other posts about Overwatch I have a very complicated yet strong emotional connection to this game and the characters (hence why I was so hyped about the whole gay thing that the people accusing it of being a distraction hurt me so) and the optimistic vision of the world the lore presents, I want the game to be better so whatever my own gameplay experience people can stop hating Blizzard for every little thing they do and I can enjoy the lore in peace and maybe we can encourage them to expand on things (even outside of whether or not we get the PvE) the way they did in OW1 maybe even down to the lore cartoon that was rumored a while back (if we had that for lore people might be less incensed about not PvE). However, I don't know what I can do to get them to change this shit (and the nattering nabobs of negativity on the subs aren't helping). Boycotts don't help unless everyone would otherwise have easy access (as someone not playing could just be because they don't have a PC or the right console and someone could just not buy a certain skin because they don't like it so any sales dip could be explainable in other ways unless explicitly tied to the message), people say change.org petitions don't work, even if they could be given a monetary incentive legally somehow the way people make Blizzard sound whatever we could give wouldn't be enough, would we really be able to take over the company if we brought it low enough esp. now that Microsoft's in the mix (and does that mean we could pressure Gates to pressure them), and would a class-action lawsuit for false advertising actually do any good instead of either just give us a ton of money for our trouble and/or end up shutting the game down permanently?
Help, the world needs heroes and so should the game?
2023.06.01 10:01 StatusStunning8142 Until Dawn in the Quarry
Kind of going of the original story but with some variations this is how I think it would go and what roles each character would fill if the Until Dawn characters where in The Quarry
Chapter 1
I think this chapter would be similar to the original. The group would decide to have a party and switch off too their own little groups. Mike and Chris would likely be the main ones coming up with the idea and I think Mike would be the one to separate them. I think he would get Ashley and Chris to get the firewood, him and Jess would go to the store, Josh and Sam would charge the phones where they may or may not loosen the ladder ring and Matt and Emily would go to the area next to the island
Chapter 2
After finishing there separate tasks and meeting up I donāt think their game of truth or dare would go nearly as bad as the quarry characters. However I still think the group would separate once again at the end. Mike and Jessica would go to have sex on the island. Matt and Emily would either go looking for Emilyās lost bag in the woods like in the original game or just go to make out. Sam, Josh, Ashley and Chris would probably just stay hanging out at the campsite.
Chapter 3
Jessica and Mike hang out at the dock for a little bit before heading to the island. Emily and Matt get attacked in the woods and Matt gets bit. Emily is the one who goes on the chase scene back to the campfire similar to Abby in the original game. When she gets back she explains much more calmly than Abby what happened. Chris is the one to go after Matt where there is then a chase scene to rescue Matt.
Chapter 4
Mike and Jess go to the treehouse to have sex but are interrupted by banging from the trapdoor. When they open it a werewolf (just a random different one because Max isnāt at the camp in this version) jumps down and triggers a chase scene. Here you play as Mike or Jess having to get them and the other person to the zip line. If you fail you die but if you make it they both zip line down. Depending on your choices and rather you fail the quick times both one or none of them can die. They can also possibly get bit. The other group after making it back to the cabin all try to get help for Matt. Eventually they decide to have Chris and Sam go to try to talk to someone on the radio.
Chapter 5
At the cabin when the people break in Ashley and Josh stay with Matt while Emily goes to investigate the house. When the part comes to run or hide Ashley and Josh would choose to hide while Emily and Matt would run. Bobby would catch Ashley and Matt would save her (I know in the original game Nick saves Abi because there dating but Matt and Ashley are good friends so I think it would be the same) at the cabin Sam would be the one to stand guard while Chris fixes the wire meaning Chris has the opportunity to get bit and Sam can choose to amputate or not. The chapter ends at the pool house kaylee still alive however because Laura isnāt there
Chapter 6
The chase scene that happens to Jacob and partly Emma in the original in this version happens to Mike and Jessica. Unlike Jacob however Mike and Jess wouldnāt be clumsy enough to accidentally push each other off the bridge. This means another thing like in chapter 4 would happen with opportunities for both of them to die. It could also be them separately if one of them dies earlier or it could not occur at all if theyāre both dead. Either way at the end none one or both of them will get captured by the Hacketts and taken to cages. At the pool house Emily would once again mimic Abby because she would be the closest to Matt when he attacks and she will have to shoot or die. Laura dosent show up at the end however
Chapter 7
If Mike or Jessica or both have been captured they may or may not turn into werewolves. At the pool house eventually the group decides to start heading back to the main lodge. Sam can have the option of attempting to turn her bracelet into a silver bullet.
Chapter 8
When arriving at the main lodge Ashley and Josh and possibly Emily decide to stay in the storm shelter while Sam and Chris go to the junkyard. Werewolf Matt suddenly pops out out and starts chasing down Josh. Here Sam has the option of using silver bullets or regular bullets. If she uses silver and successfully shoots then she kills Matt. If she uses regular and successfully shoots Josh is bitten but both him and Matt remain alive. If she doesnāt make a choice in time or misses then werewolf Matt kills Josh. Either way in the end Sam gives Ashley some silver bullets and her and Chris set off for the junkyard
Chapter 9
At the junkyard Sam and Chris arrive at the crane. Here Sam decides to look at the car while Chris works the crane. While looking through it Silas jumps out at them. Here Chris has the same options as Dylan in the original game and if he blares the car horn then fails the quick time he is killed. If he slams the car and dosent react quickly enough Sam is bitten but they both live. If he was bitten earlier and didnāt amputate he will tell Sam to run and then he turns into a werewolf. If he wasnāt they make their way back to the lodge together.
Chapter 10
You start off playing with Ashley, Emily, and Josh down in the basement or just Ashley or a variation of Ashley and either Josh or Emily. If itās her by herself itās a quick chapter of her exploring and then making her way up to the surveillance room. If itās her and Josh or her, Josh and Emily and Josh hasnāt been bitten basically the same thing happens just with more people. The same occurs if itās just Ashley and Emily. If itās Ashley, Emily and Josh and Josh has been bit then as you play as Ashley Josh becomes increasingly aggressive until he turns. Then you have the option to either run to the surveillance room or the entrance to the storm shelter. If Ashley runs to the entrance Josh kills her then kills Emily because Emily was following Ashley. If she chooses to go to the surveillance room Emily runs a bit faster and makes it up first. Ashley follows after her but werewolf Josh rips off the ladder when Ashley is at the very top meaning she has to hold onto one of the top rings to not fall. Here she has to jump up and grab Emilyās hand with a quick time. If she fails she falls and hits her head and back dying instantly on impact. If itās Ashley and a bitten Josh the choices are also the same but Ashley has to jump up to reach the top instead of to reach Emilyās hand. Josh breaks out through the storm shelters other entrance and he becomes the final werewolf Sam and Chris have to fight once they make it back to the lodge unless heās not a werewolf in which case Caleb would be the werewolf like normal. In the lodge Sam and Chris would take on the roles of Kaitlyn and Sam with each of them having the death opportunities those characters have in the final chase scene. Or just Sam alone if Chris dies earlier. Eventually Sam will possibly hear Ashley, Emily, and Josh or possibly Ashley or Emily alone or the two of them together banging to give Sam silver bullets. Here the choice is also the same where Sam can either choose to try and shoot Josh/Caleb or try to escape in the kitchen. At the end of the night Jessica and Mike are released and the ending could be any number of Death variations.
I know Josh being the final werewolf is a little weird but I needed there to be a way for every character to die on the same play though so I needed to add it.
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Chapter 1
I think this chapter would be similar to the original. The group would decide to have a party and switch off too their own little groups. Mike and Chris would likely be the main ones coming up with the idea and I think Mike would be the one to separate them. I think he would get Ashley and Chris to get the firewood, him and Jess would go to the store, Josh and Sam would charge the phones where they may or may not loosen the ladder ring and Matt and Emily would go to the area next to the island
Chapter 2
After finishing there separate tasks and meeting up I donāt think their game of truth or dare would go nearly as bad as the quarry characters. However I still think the group would separate once again at the end. Mike and Jessica would go to have sex on the island. Matt and Emily would either go looking for Emilyās lost bag in the woods like in the original game or just go to make out. Sam, Josh, Ashley and Chris would probably just stay hanging out at the campsite.
Chapter 3
Jessica and Mike hang out at the dock for a little bit before heading to the island. Emily and Matt get attacked in the woods and Matt gets bit. Emily is the one who goes on the chase scene back to the campfire similar to Abby in the original game. When she gets back she explains much more calmly than Abby what happened. Chris is the one to go after Matt where there is then a chase scene to rescue Matt.
Chapter 4
Mike and Jess go to the treehouse to have sex but are interrupted by banging from the trapdoor. When they open it a werewolf (just a random different one because Max isnāt at the camp in this version) jumps down and triggers a chase scene. Here you play as Mike or Jess having to get them and the other person to the zip line. If you fail you die but if you make it they both zip line down. Depending on your choices and rather you fail the quick times both one or none of them can die. They can also possibly get bit. The other group after making it back to the cabin all try to get help for Matt. Eventually they decide to have Chris and Sam go to try to talk to someone on the radio.
Chapter 5
At the cabin when the people break in Ashley and Josh stay with Matt while Emily goes to investigate the house. When the part comes to run or hide Ashley and Josh would choose to hide while Emily and Matt would run. Bobby would catch Ashley and Matt would save her (I know in the original game Nick saves Abi because there dating but Matt and Ashley are good friends so I think it would be the same) at the cabin Sam would be the one to stand guard while Chris fixes the wire meaning Chris has the opportunity to get bit and Sam can choose to amputate or not. The chapter ends at the pool house kaylee still alive however because Laura isnāt there
Chapter 6
The chase scene that happens to Jacob and partly Emma in the original in this version happens to Mike and Jessica. Unlike Jacob however Mike and Jess wouldnāt be clumsy enough to accidentally push each other off the bridge. This means another thing like in chapter 4 would happen with opportunities for both of them to die. It could also be them separately if one of them dies earlier or it could not occur at all if theyāre both dead. Either way at the end none one or both of them will get captured by the Hacketts and taken to cages. At the pool house Emily would once again mimic Abby because she would be the closest to Matt when he attacks and she will have to shoot or die. Laura dosent show up at the end however
Chapter 7
If Mike or Jessica or both have been captured they may or may not turn into werewolves. At the pool house eventually the group decides to start heading back to the main lodge. Sam can have the option of attempting to turn her bracelet into a silver bullet.
Chapter 8
When arriving at the main lodge Ashley and Josh and possibly Emily decide to stay in the storm shelter while Sam and Chris go to the junkyard. Werewolf Matt suddenly pops out out and starts chasing down Josh. Here Sam has the option of using silver bullets or regular bullets. If she uses silver and successfully shoots then she kills Matt. If she uses regular and successfully shoots Josh is bitten but both him and Matt remain alive. If she doesnāt make a choice in time or misses then werewolf Matt kills Josh. Either way in the end Sam gives Ashley some silver bullets and her and Chris set off for the junkyard
Chapter 9
At the junkyard Sam and Chris arrive at the crane. Here Sam decides to look at the car while Chris works the crane. While looking through it Silas jumps out at them. Here Chris has the same options as Dylan in the original game and if he blares the car horn then fails the quick time he is killed. If he slams the car and dosent react quickly enough Sam is bitten but they both live. If he was bitten earlier and didnāt amputate he will tell Sam to run and then he turns into a werewolf. If he wasnāt they make their way back to the lodge together.
Chapter 10
You start off playing with Ashley, Emily, and Josh down in the basement or just Ashley or a variation of Ashley and either Josh or Emily. If itās her by herself itās a quick chapter of her exploring and then making her way up to the surveillance room. If itās her and Josh or her, Josh and Emily and Josh hasnāt been bitten basically the same thing happens just with more people. The same occurs if itās just Ashley and Emily. If itās Ashley, Emily and Josh and Josh has been bit then as you play as Ashley Josh becomes increasingly aggressive until he turns. Then you have the option to either run to the surveillance room or the entrance to the storm shelter. If Ashley runs to the entrance Josh kills her then kills Emily because Emily was following Ashley. If she chooses to go to the surveillance room Emily runs a bit faster and makes it up first. Ashley follows after her but werewolf Josh rips off the ladder when Ashley is at the very top meaning she has to hold onto one of the top rings to not fall. Here she has to jump up and grab Emilyās hand with a quick time. If she fails she falls and hits her head and back dying instantly on impact. If itās Ashley and a bitten Josh the choices are also the same but Ashley has to jump up to reach the top instead of to reach Emilyās hand. Josh breaks out through the storm shelters other entrance and he becomes the final werewolf Sam and Chris have to fight once they make it back to the lodge unless heās not a werewolf in which case Caleb would be the werewolf like normal. In the lodge Sam and Chris would take on the roles of Kaitlyn and Sam with each of them having the death opportunities those characters have in the final chase scene. Or just Sam alone if Chris dies earlier. Eventually Sam will possibly hear Ashley, Emily, and Josh or possibly Ashley or Emily alone or the two of them together banging to give Sam silver bullets. Here the choice is also the same where Sam can either choose to try and shoot Josh/Caleb or try to escape in the kitchen. At the end of the night Jessica and Mike are released and the ending could be any number of Death variations.
I know Josh being the final werewolf is a little weird but I needed there to be a way for every character to die on the same play though so I needed to add it.
2023.06.01 09:53 GenerallyALurker Just beat the Act III boss first try!
Team in order was Alchemist PD, Soloist Jester, Venomdrop GR, and Monarch Leper.
After getting my ass whooped 2x in a row by the 2nd act boss I finally killed them and unlocked a shit ton of stagecoach and inn items and took Jester for a spin for the first time. I unlocked both the free whiskey generation stagecoach item and the '+1 items from stagecoach items' item which was a dream combo, although I couldn't use all the items for most of my run as my Leper and Plague Doctor got resolute before the first inn and the graverobber had curmudgeon, meaning I could only use the single target whiskeys on my Grave Robber and Jester. For most of the run I couldn't get to a hospital as I was using the Shambler pet (and my first region I had a region reward for not visiting the hospital so I purposely avoided it) but a lucky scout from an assistance tower in the last secured it. Still, I had no problem having relationships at near max most of the time except between the Jester and Plague Doctor, and fully maxed things in time for the mountain and got my first 6 positive relationship in time for the mountain to get the Utopia achievement too.
Got kind of lucky with trinkets and pet combo as I secured the tainted trinket that gives auto stealth and later His Rings meaning a crit with upgraded poison darts (which was often) could put on 16 blight/turn in one move. Got the Slice Off trinket for my Jester after the first region and got the locked position trophy from the tangle as my second region. These two were absolute DoT machines, and the Plague Doc was no slouch, either.
I was initially going to go in blind but the run was going so well and I accidentally spoiled the appearance of the Act III boss (as well as hearing all the complaints about it) that I wanted to see how to fight it, so I looked it up towards the end of the last region, at a point where reaching the lair was impossible. I figured I was f*!cked with the general trophy being my only trophy and taunt not working for the seen tokens, but turns out the wiki/discourse was inaccurate! Taunt still worked and I managed to get all 4 seen tokens on the Leper easily thanks to an auto-taunt trinket + intimidate + book of creative insults. I foolishly wasted both my uses of Solemnity which caused my Leper to have to make 1 more death's door check than necessary but with the other 3 heroes churning out ridiculous levels of DoT the Focused Fault was quickly at a point where even if it took my Leper, it wouldn't be able to kill my team before the DoTs finished it off. I'm very happy that I had no deaths anyways.
NOTE: this is before the upcoming beta patch, as the eyes still started at the first stage and summoned the focused fault when they were all at the fourth stage.
So TL;DR: very hyped, DoT characters are very strong in this game when the mechanics don't no-sell them, spoiling myself was 100% necessary to win, and taunt still works for this boss in the current patch. If you want to beat the Act III boss before, taunter+healer+2/3 DoT characters works wonders.
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After getting my ass whooped 2x in a row by the 2nd act boss I finally killed them and unlocked a shit ton of stagecoach and inn items and took Jester for a spin for the first time. I unlocked both the free whiskey generation stagecoach item and the '+1 items from stagecoach items' item which was a dream combo, although I couldn't use all the items for most of my run as my Leper and Plague Doctor got resolute before the first inn and the graverobber had curmudgeon, meaning I could only use the single target whiskeys on my Grave Robber and Jester. For most of the run I couldn't get to a hospital as I was using the Shambler pet (and my first region I had a region reward for not visiting the hospital so I purposely avoided it) but a lucky scout from an assistance tower in the last secured it. Still, I had no problem having relationships at near max most of the time except between the Jester and Plague Doctor, and fully maxed things in time for the mountain and got my first 6 positive relationship in time for the mountain to get the Utopia achievement too.
Got kind of lucky with trinkets and pet combo as I secured the tainted trinket that gives auto stealth and later His Rings meaning a crit with upgraded poison darts (which was often) could put on 16 blight/turn in one move. Got the Slice Off trinket for my Jester after the first region and got the locked position trophy from the tangle as my second region. These two were absolute DoT machines, and the Plague Doc was no slouch, either.
I was initially going to go in blind but the run was going so well and I accidentally spoiled the appearance of the Act III boss (as well as hearing all the complaints about it) that I wanted to see how to fight it, so I looked it up towards the end of the last region, at a point where reaching the lair was impossible. I figured I was f*!cked with the general trophy being my only trophy and taunt not working for the seen tokens, but turns out the wiki/discourse was inaccurate! Taunt still worked and I managed to get all 4 seen tokens on the Leper easily thanks to an auto-taunt trinket + intimidate + book of creative insults. I foolishly wasted both my uses of Solemnity which caused my Leper to have to make 1 more death's door check than necessary but with the other 3 heroes churning out ridiculous levels of DoT the Focused Fault was quickly at a point where even if it took my Leper, it wouldn't be able to kill my team before the DoTs finished it off. I'm very happy that I had no deaths anyways.
NOTE: this is before the upcoming beta patch, as the eyes still started at the first stage and summoned the focused fault when they were all at the fourth stage.
So TL;DR: very hyped, DoT characters are very strong in this game when the mechanics don't no-sell them, spoiling myself was 100% necessary to win, and taunt still works for this boss in the current patch. If you want to beat the Act III boss before, taunter+healer+2/3 DoT characters works wonders.
2023.06.01 09:49 Genprey Student File #47: Ako Amau's Really Bad, No Good Day
 | So, uhh...I have a bit of explaining to do. First: this is not, infact, Miyako's section. However, unlike the previous Rabbit delay, Miyako's section is actually written. submitted by Genprey to BlueArchive [link] [comments] So what had happened was: the next JP story section was announced for the 7th of this month, which will continue the Rabbit Squad's story. Naturally, this means that there's likely to be more revealed about our Rabbit girls, and while the previous 3 members' respective analysis had been posted before the announcement, I'd like to hold onto Miyako's section incase there are developments in her character that are worth writing about. With that being said, let's go see what's bothering Ako. So You've Had a Bad Day?https://preview.redd.it/tuxk366ebc3b1.png?width=206&format=png&auto=webp&s=a97404dca17628269a7ab118bec7841d7e95eef4 There's a lot to unpack about Ako here, and although it tempts me to do so, I will try my best to make any cow jokes...even if certain aspects of her design may call for it. Ahem Upon first meeting her, Ako comes off as, for a lack of better words, overbearing, and for a good part of her bond story, she really lays a lot of her issues onto Sensei, at times becoming frustrated enough to link him with her daily troubles. Overall, Ako really gives the impression that everything is out to get her. Beginning with Appearances, I'd actually like to start with Ako's main color scheme consisting of various blues. This is something that would easily be overlooked, but I believe it's a strategic choice in color given Ako's main character trait. The name, 'Amau', can be interpreted as a rainy/gloomy season, which, of course, is associated with the color blue so often that we often associate 'the blues' with troubles. Next is a less obvious visual detail: https://preview.redd.it/orh73iivcc3b1.png?width=350&format=png&auto=webp&s=cb687eb627b4ce10c393703a44b7a9bbf21c6a40 This is Ako's halo, which has a very distinct design that, honestly, took awhile for me to even get a clue as to what it's supposed to represent. At first, I saw it as an eye, which would make sense for the Abydos girls, less so for Ako and the Prefects. After looking at it closely, I made out a crescent moon and remembered something my uncle's fishermen buddies had always told me while I was just a tyke: "Never stick your finger [towards] a [crescent] moon [if you can] still see the round part. It'll give you bad luck all the way until you get old." As you can guess from me having to insert a lot of context, five-year-old me was not very good at paying attention, but that little saying managed to stick with me. Looking it up, it appears to be a superstition from sailors, who associated such a view with oncoming storms. Visually, said moon would look a bit like this: https://preview.redd.it/lkiuvbr8ec3b1.jpg?width=650&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c22fb3ac23c8808b0c67b2a65081f76442681609 It's not 1:1 with how Ako's halo looks, but it does seem to be a crescent moon encompassing the 'disc', with the former being far more pronounced than the latter. With that in mind, the outermost part of Ako's halo could be a pointer or compass, which would lend itself to the superstition. Admittedly, this is a really weird reference that I'm not even sure is very well known, much less in other regions. But, at the very least, I think it's an interesting guess to bring up here that's somewhat fitting of Ako's main theme. Still, grain of salt. If that is somehow what's being referenced, it would fit along with Ako being superstitious/paranoid that everyone/thing has decided to bring her misfortune. As a sidenote, the 'crescent' part of her halo has a notable fracture, similar to what would be caused by stress. Plus, if we were looking at a certain Mother Goose story about fiddles, a moon, and co- *Cough* All of this points to Ako's main personality: a girl who is stressed out to the point of becoming superstitious. While, yes, it's crazy to see Ako take things like a regular power surge as a terrorist attack specifically targeted at her, it's really hard to blame Ako when Makoto repeatedly makes unreasonable demands, sends trash to the Prefect mailbox, sticks nails in Ako's slippers, and sends over her subordinates for 'inspection', along with having to stay up all night fixing Iori's messes. To top that off, Ako has really poor stress-management skills, a point that Sensei brought up, leading to Ako mistaking her having someone (Sensei) to vent to about her stress with becoming more stressed out. Combine that with Ako's natural pride, and we get this little treat: https://i.redd.it/41j5czp0pc3b1.gif That is a scene that is most likely a good number of your guys' home screen. Aside from being a humbling punishment game, Ako's experience with a leash managed to cool her down, as she would...mostly apologize to Sensei for getting a bit out-of-control and become more reasonable. Overall, Ako simply needs someone to talk to, given Hina is too busy (and not somebody Ako would like to burden, anyways), Iori probably isn't exactly the best girl to have lend an ear to Ako, and Chinatsu is usually off fulfilling her own responsibilities. As a result, we can assume Ako is often left alone as her stress builds up. It may seem like Ako is antagonistic towards Sensei, but really, she simply uses him for stress relief without realizing it/that she needed someone to vent to. This is evidence by the fact that Ako remarks that she 'feels a lot better after talking to Sensei' and even worries about his own stress/work management. In that regard, the two have a unique relationship that can be likened to two overworked employees. Moving onto Ako's other physical characterstics, she wears a cowbe-...err, on her left wrist is what appears to be a cuff/chain that are used on dairy farm ani-...the rings on her shoes.... Okay, no matter how much I try to avoid the reference, Ako has some similar qualities as a cow. Why that is I cannot pinpoint, but hilarious or tragic enough (depending on your PoV), cows are often stressed out by the chiming of a cowbell around their neck, to the point where they may experience fatigue or develop behavioral issues. Taking a look at the buckles of Ako's shoes, they have a similar appearance as the nose rings given given to bulls and cows. For adults, the purpose is to control their behavior, especially given that bulls are notoriously unpredictable and can get rather angry on a dime. For the young, it discourages teething so that farmers may give mothers a bit of a break or get them started on eating other meals. It probably doesn't need to be said, but being bound by chains is also not something cows (or anyone outside unique individuals) really enjoy. I don't believe Ako is a direct reference to a cow, especially given her race isn't based on any animal, however, she does wear accessories that would cause irritation, which is tragic, given how much stress she receives already. And, yes, I know what most of you are probably thinking about. Stop that, you degenerates. Hina Adorationhttps://preview.redd.it/j4lhivhtsc3b1.png?width=800&format=png&auto=webp&s=58c5aeb7a61635825daffc1ec04580d0859201cfAko's final trait is her adoration for Hina. On one hand, this is mostly founded on respect, as Ako praises Hina as a perfect/hardwoker and aspires to follow in her footsteps. On the other hand...Ako gets a bit more obsessive. In comedic situations, it's noted that being referred to as 'Hina's dog' doesn't bother Ako, nor does she make any attempt to deny such accusations. As shown in the official comic and in the Summer PV, Ako goes full degenerate when presented with the idea of having Hina try on new swimsuits. For serious moments, Ako goes full manic when Hina is missing or otherwise in danger, being ready to burn down Trinity after Arius's attack and doing everything she can to allow Hina some rest over the summer (at the cost of her own/the other Prefects' well-being). To add to all this, there's the text on Ako's Unique Weapon: It is an important item that was handed to Ako when she was appointed as an administrative officer after a lot of painstaking efforts. She carries it with her all the time and takes very good care of it.From that flavor text, we learned that Ako had apparently worked her bottom off to earn her position as Hina's secretary and, upon given her gun, she treats it with the utmost care and, despite being in a supportive role/not usually requiring it, carries it around everywhere she goes. Hell, even during Ako's bit of shame as she has been leashed, her gun rests safely on her back. Put simply, Ako has a similar level of respect for Hina that Haruka has for Aru, except in the case of the latter, we know Haruka to be drawn to Aru as her very first friend during a time where she was repeatedly bullied. Ako's feelings towards Hina have yet to be given an origin point, and as far as we can tell, she simply views Hina as a really good rolemodel. Whether or not there's more to things than that isn't yet known, but it'd be interesting to see what Ako was like before joining the Prefects. Ako vs. KayokoBefore closing, there has been an interesting interaction that was shown early on in the first arc of the main story. That is: Ako's relationship with Kayo.Kayo, as many of you know, is a really laid-back girl who has a scary appearance, but never bothers anyone. Throughout Aru's antics, Kayo simply rolls with the punches, offering a bit of reason, but ultimately letting her friend go along with her wild plans. Kayo is, overall, of little words and never seems to get too agitated... Well, except: https://preview.redd.it/253sr0zqzc3b1.jpg?width=1785&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=dbd1be2f6088233894e8c58a1e7f451de187a010 After waking up from having been KO'd, Kayoko would respond to Ako in a...not very friendly way. Earlier in the scene, it was revealed through Mutsuki that every other member of the Problem Solvers did not recognize the Prefects, implying that they had never had a direct run-in with them previously. Given Kayo referred to Ako by her (full) name and recognized that such a reckless raid was something that Ako would do (and not Hina), we can assume that the two had been previously acquainted on less-than-positive terms. On Ako's end, she was, or at least presented herself as being, less aggressive towards Kayo, but made a statement implying that she knew a lot about Kayo. All-in-all, the exchange was very personal, although as of now, we haven't had anything else elaborate on how/when the two were originally acquainted. This would be an interesting development that we'll hopefully be able to see in a (being hopeful here) Problem Solver origin story. As mentioned earlier in this post, I want to sit on Miyako's section until after the latest Rabbit chapter, which may be a bit of time. Given that, the next analysis will focus on our beautiful, genius hacker, Himari, followed up by her |
2023.06.01 09:44 Salturation The DDOS Tap Faucet Problem
Most of the time when the game starts, I would always come across the connection error, code:faucet then code:tap afterwards. This would disconnect me from the lobby and I get so frustrated by it because I can lose my points for it.
I got queued in games where the lobby is just 9 players at most. Of course, I thought that this would be an opportunity to just camp the whole game because why not, I had to do it. One of those lobbies were having few players and luckily I have a teammate. I chatted with him about how ridiculous the lobby was having only a few players. He just casually said that it was a "bug". We won the match. The rest of the players in the lobby were only solos and we were the only ones who were duos and I thought that's weird.
Meanwhile in that game, I was experiencing the same connection error over and over again and it said code:faucet. Now I would expect afterward that I will meet another error if I continue on the menu screen which will be code:tap and it would disconnect me from the server but it didn't.
You won't get the code:tap if you successfully joined the lobby. You will only get it if you cannot join the lobby at the start. That's when the attack starts to happen.
Another lobby that I got into is I was now a solo and I encountered a duo squad, I escaped from them and it just so happens that when I escaped from them, I would get a connection error of code:faucet. I thought at that time that the error might happen every time the ring closes. Luckily, I escaped. I spotted the duo again and I shot them with a Charge Rifle. We exchanged shots and the other enemy attempted to get close to me and as soon as he did that, I got another code:faucet. I realized that this might be a DDOS attack. I got lucky again. I was in the top 2 when I got back and I just jumped out of the game because I know I cannot win against their dirty tricks.
This has been happening in a lot of games recently. I would like to report this as most of the time I would get penalties for something that is not even my fault and it goes the same for other players who have experienced this issue. It's only a matter of luck if you get that error whether should you lose points or not.
I hope that this gets addressed.
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I got queued in games where the lobby is just 9 players at most. Of course, I thought that this would be an opportunity to just camp the whole game because why not, I had to do it. One of those lobbies were having few players and luckily I have a teammate. I chatted with him about how ridiculous the lobby was having only a few players. He just casually said that it was a "bug". We won the match. The rest of the players in the lobby were only solos and we were the only ones who were duos and I thought that's weird.
Meanwhile in that game, I was experiencing the same connection error over and over again and it said code:faucet. Now I would expect afterward that I will meet another error if I continue on the menu screen which will be code:tap and it would disconnect me from the server but it didn't.
You won't get the code:tap if you successfully joined the lobby. You will only get it if you cannot join the lobby at the start. That's when the attack starts to happen.
Another lobby that I got into is I was now a solo and I encountered a duo squad, I escaped from them and it just so happens that when I escaped from them, I would get a connection error of code:faucet. I thought at that time that the error might happen every time the ring closes. Luckily, I escaped. I spotted the duo again and I shot them with a Charge Rifle. We exchanged shots and the other enemy attempted to get close to me and as soon as he did that, I got another code:faucet. I realized that this might be a DDOS attack. I got lucky again. I was in the top 2 when I got back and I just jumped out of the game because I know I cannot win against their dirty tricks.
This has been happening in a lot of games recently. I would like to report this as most of the time I would get penalties for something that is not even my fault and it goes the same for other players who have experienced this issue. It's only a matter of luck if you get that error whether should you lose points or not.
I hope that this gets addressed.
2023.06.01 09:41 floral_solitary Where can I find good private tutors in Singapore?
I apologize in advance if this question isnāt relevant to this sub. Iām asking on behalf of my brother since he is studying towards IBDP going into Y2 and is struggling a lot. Iām already a university student and had graduated from a school in Singapore (no final exam due to covid).
Where can we find good private tutors for IB? Price is not an issue, but weād really prefer if the tutor is able to come to our house or teach online (either works). We donāt know who to ask because I never used any tutors during my time since I was able to manage and study myself fairly well.
My brother is taking the following subjects: HL - math, physics and econs SL - English, chem and Spanish
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Where can we find good private tutors for IB? Price is not an issue, but weād really prefer if the tutor is able to come to our house or teach online (either works). We donāt know who to ask because I never used any tutors during my time since I was able to manage and study myself fairly well.
My brother is taking the following subjects: HL - math, physics and econs SL - English, chem and Spanish
2023.06.01 09:35 Low-Inspector9657 My sibling is out of control and i donāt know what to do
Iām gonna keep this a little more on the vague side bc I donāt wanna give too much personal information, but I have a younger sister in her teens that has caused a lot of problems within my family. She is the middle child, and refuses to listen to others, nor does she seem to understand basic human decency.
A couple examples, she steals my stuff frequently (which might not seem like a big deal since we are sisters, but it happens so frequently it frustrates me a lot), and my dad suspects she might be stealing small amounts of money from him as well. Iāve told her repeatedly to stop, and I know itās intentional because she would ask me to borrow an item, and if I said no she would just take it anyway. Anytime I peek into her room I can see at least a couple things sheās taken.
She is also a complete slob and refuses to clean up after herself unless she has friends coming over, which is when she forces the rest of the family to help her. She leaves any space she occupies a complete wreck.
So far these are fairly normal teenage habits, but since getting her license and being able to drive she has been awful. I found out after coming back from college (to half the stuff i left behind stolen ofc), that she sold our dead mothers clothes behind the rest of the familyās back without our knowledge. She said it was because she ādidnāt have moneyā but she works a part time job so I canāt see a scenario in which she would need such an amount of money that she would need to sell off our momās used clothing.
She consistently picks fights with my dad about the smallest things, and acts as though she has authority over the house, car, and pretty much anything the family owns. She has refused to give my dad the keys to HIS CAR that HE BOUGHT to use as a car that wasnāt for work on multiple occasions, and cites that she needs to go to school as the reason he canāt take them (she can most definitely take the same bus my brother takes). He canāt take them by force either, as she would put her hands on him. It has even escalated to my dad calling the police to forcefully take the heys, but because heās weak when it comes to disciplining his kids, he just gave them back right after the cops leave. Not only that, he feels he should go easy on her because she was diagnosed with depression even though I have been too. He doesnāt understand that heās not helping her in the slightest, just making her behavior worse. Just because someone has depression does not give them a free pass to actively be an awful person.
I should also mention that she is pretty violent, and I can recall many times when I or another family member have tried to confront her about an issue and she would become violent. I got the brunt of it because although Iām a little older, sheās stronger and taller than means she has no problem brandishing a knife if it means no one will challenge her.
Sheās gone to therapy, then quit because she ādidnāt feel like it was workingā after a couple sessions. She has openly admitted to me before that sheād rather disobey and ask for forgiveness later or fight than restrict herself in any way. She clearly knows what she is doing.
These are just a couple of scenarios, but there have been so many times where sheās displayed lack of basic decency and respect. Iāve built up so much resentment towards her and I donāt know if I can see as a sister anymore, especially after hearing about some of the stuff that happened while i was away. For years since my momās passing Iāve been told to be patient with her, but not once has she shown me kindness unless it benefited her to in some shape or form. Any kindness I give her is unreciprocated. Her bad behavior, according to many of my relatives, is my responsibility to correct as her older sister, but at this point i want nothing to do with her. I have never been happier than I was while I was living away from home, and coming back here is my biggest regret. Iām getting tired of trying to keep a relationship with her, and I feel no sisterly love for her. All i feel is contempt.
I donāt know if i wanted advice or just to vent, but Iām willing to hear any advice you guys might have. And to those who say sheās still my sister or that sheās still young, Iāve heard that so many times and I certainly didnāt type this out to hear it again from a random stranger.
P.S. Sorry if this post is a mess structure and grammar-wise, those were not on my mind when writing
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A couple examples, she steals my stuff frequently (which might not seem like a big deal since we are sisters, but it happens so frequently it frustrates me a lot), and my dad suspects she might be stealing small amounts of money from him as well. Iāve told her repeatedly to stop, and I know itās intentional because she would ask me to borrow an item, and if I said no she would just take it anyway. Anytime I peek into her room I can see at least a couple things sheās taken.
She is also a complete slob and refuses to clean up after herself unless she has friends coming over, which is when she forces the rest of the family to help her. She leaves any space she occupies a complete wreck.
So far these are fairly normal teenage habits, but since getting her license and being able to drive she has been awful. I found out after coming back from college (to half the stuff i left behind stolen ofc), that she sold our dead mothers clothes behind the rest of the familyās back without our knowledge. She said it was because she ādidnāt have moneyā but she works a part time job so I canāt see a scenario in which she would need such an amount of money that she would need to sell off our momās used clothing.
She consistently picks fights with my dad about the smallest things, and acts as though she has authority over the house, car, and pretty much anything the family owns. She has refused to give my dad the keys to HIS CAR that HE BOUGHT to use as a car that wasnāt for work on multiple occasions, and cites that she needs to go to school as the reason he canāt take them (she can most definitely take the same bus my brother takes). He canāt take them by force either, as she would put her hands on him. It has even escalated to my dad calling the police to forcefully take the heys, but because heās weak when it comes to disciplining his kids, he just gave them back right after the cops leave. Not only that, he feels he should go easy on her because she was diagnosed with depression even though I have been too. He doesnāt understand that heās not helping her in the slightest, just making her behavior worse. Just because someone has depression does not give them a free pass to actively be an awful person.
I should also mention that she is pretty violent, and I can recall many times when I or another family member have tried to confront her about an issue and she would become violent. I got the brunt of it because although Iām a little older, sheās stronger and taller than means she has no problem brandishing a knife if it means no one will challenge her.
Sheās gone to therapy, then quit because she ādidnāt feel like it was workingā after a couple sessions. She has openly admitted to me before that sheād rather disobey and ask for forgiveness later or fight than restrict herself in any way. She clearly knows what she is doing.
These are just a couple of scenarios, but there have been so many times where sheās displayed lack of basic decency and respect. Iāve built up so much resentment towards her and I donāt know if I can see as a sister anymore, especially after hearing about some of the stuff that happened while i was away. For years since my momās passing Iāve been told to be patient with her, but not once has she shown me kindness unless it benefited her to in some shape or form. Any kindness I give her is unreciprocated. Her bad behavior, according to many of my relatives, is my responsibility to correct as her older sister, but at this point i want nothing to do with her. I have never been happier than I was while I was living away from home, and coming back here is my biggest regret. Iām getting tired of trying to keep a relationship with her, and I feel no sisterly love for her. All i feel is contempt.
I donāt know if i wanted advice or just to vent, but Iām willing to hear any advice you guys might have. And to those who say sheās still my sister or that sheās still young, Iāve heard that so many times and I certainly didnāt type this out to hear it again from a random stranger.
P.S. Sorry if this post is a mess structure and grammar-wise, those were not on my mind when writing
2023.06.01 09:32 OutdoorsyHiker Weird virus dreams from last year
Last summer, I had a mild case of Covid. It gave me very vivid dreams, which is saying something, since I normally dream very realistically, and always have.
One particularly vivid one was where I was speaking directly to the virus in my body. It was personified as an older lady with short blond hair, 60-70 in age. We were just having a casual conversation. I asked her why was the virus sickening and killing people, what was the purpose. She said "We've been watching humanity for a while. Where we come from, the mistletoe is our symbol." She told me that it was using us as a host to siphon water and nutrients out of their vascular systems through these root/tentacle structures that would puncture into your veins, much like what mistletoe does to trees. At the same time, it was releasing some kind of toxin and was also poisoning the host. I said "Oh, like if you ate a bunch of holly berries" To which she replied "Look at the spines on the holly leaves, they are like the spike protein."
I actually had a creepy sequel/followup dream to this one a few months later. I was at home, and heard the doorbell ringing repeatedly. I'm wary of opening the door, especially as I don't exactly live in the best neighborhood. There were two men outside. I think they were casing the place for a robbery/break-in. They just wouldn't leave regardless of how much my family members and I insisted. They were unnaturally tall and had odd proportions. They looked skeletal, malnourished, and very sick. Zombie-like, and with sores all over their faces. Right before they walked away, they yelled right into our window "We are Covid. But don't worry though, we won't stay as long as we did last time".
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One particularly vivid one was where I was speaking directly to the virus in my body. It was personified as an older lady with short blond hair, 60-70 in age. We were just having a casual conversation. I asked her why was the virus sickening and killing people, what was the purpose. She said "We've been watching humanity for a while. Where we come from, the mistletoe is our symbol." She told me that it was using us as a host to siphon water and nutrients out of their vascular systems through these root/tentacle structures that would puncture into your veins, much like what mistletoe does to trees. At the same time, it was releasing some kind of toxin and was also poisoning the host. I said "Oh, like if you ate a bunch of holly berries" To which she replied "Look at the spines on the holly leaves, they are like the spike protein."
I actually had a creepy sequel/followup dream to this one a few months later. I was at home, and heard the doorbell ringing repeatedly. I'm wary of opening the door, especially as I don't exactly live in the best neighborhood. There were two men outside. I think they were casing the place for a robbery/break-in. They just wouldn't leave regardless of how much my family members and I insisted. They were unnaturally tall and had odd proportions. They looked skeletal, malnourished, and very sick. Zombie-like, and with sores all over their faces. Right before they walked away, they yelled right into our window "We are Covid. But don't worry though, we won't stay as long as we did last time".
2023.06.01 09:27 FlimsyBit Looking for a decent laptop for gaming and coding under 70,000 INR
- Total budget (in local currency) and country of purchase. Please do not use USD unless purchasing in the US: 70,000 INR
- Are you open to refurbs/used? No
- How would you prioritize form factor (ultrabook, 2-in-1, etc.), build quality, performance, and battery life? performance>battery>build quality
- How important is weight and thinness to you? Not important, but wouldnt like it to be too heavy
- Do you have a preferred screen size? If indifferent, put N/A. N/A
- Are you doing any CAD/video editing/photo editing/gaming? List which programs/games you desire to run.
- coding applications, popular games
- If you're gaming, do you have certain games you want to play? At what settings and FPS do you want? should be able to run AAA games like RDR2 and Elden ring at atleast 30 fps on medium settings(preferrably 60fps, but dont wanna be too greedy)
- Any specific requirements such as good keyboard, reliable build quality, touch-screen, finger-print reader, optical drive or good input devices (keyboard/touchpad)? atleasr 512 GB SSD and atleast 5 hours of battery life while web surfing and other low performance tasks
2023.06.01 09:25 secretonlinecrush Everyday life can be so exhausting
It's my first time posting here. I hope I'm doing this right. Set the "triggering content" flair since I know some of this negative talk and perspective can be triggering for some. I'm also living with my ex-abuser so that might be a trigger idk... Anyway, thanks for reading if you do read it. Life is hard. Hope everyone here stays strong and keep treating yourself as well as you can.
I'm so sick of living with my parents and grandma. Every day, I wake up so stressed out that I can't even stomach breakfast. Sometimes the thought that I have to run into my parents the moment I step out of my room makes it so difficult to even get out of bed. I just run from my room to my brother's room where I do my part-time WFH job, and I pretend I'm either working or studying all the time so they won't talk to me. I'm sick of having to constantly live in the same house as my abuser and to pretend to be productive to avoid interrogation.
Why is freedom so near yet so far? I've stayed alive for this long because of the hope that one day I can move out and live life on my own terms, but the closer I get to moving out, the more impossible and unreachable it seems. I know it's stupid, but holding on sometimes feels so hopeless. With the way property and rental prices are soaring where I am, will I even be able to move out, ever? Sometimes it feels like the answer is a flat no.
And every day, the construction work downstairs and the renovation work upstairs drives me crazy. It has been a year. How the fxxk are you still on the fxxing drilling stage? Are you making fun of people who work from home? Oh, you thought the drilling was done, well fuck you :) Kindly, nobody wants these new streetlamps right outside our bedroom window to replace the completely functioning old ones. The government has too much fxxing money and is wasting it on making our lifes fxxing miserable.
I just wish I had unlimited money and didn't have to work so hard and so much just to afford the nice things that everyone else has. Sometimes I hear about other people's parents sponsoring their holidays, their car, their daily necessities, new clothes, transport costs, medical costs, phone bill... I know I'm lucky they're even paying for my university fees and not asking me for rent, but I can't help but be bitter about it sometimes. As a kid, I was already being thrown into the deep end of "self-reliance" and "independence". Now that I'm almost all grown up, it just feels like I have to depend on myself all the time, and it's so exhausting and so lonely. I'm sick of having to take care of myself on my own all the time.
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I'm so sick of living with my parents and grandma. Every day, I wake up so stressed out that I can't even stomach breakfast. Sometimes the thought that I have to run into my parents the moment I step out of my room makes it so difficult to even get out of bed. I just run from my room to my brother's room where I do my part-time WFH job, and I pretend I'm either working or studying all the time so they won't talk to me. I'm sick of having to constantly live in the same house as my abuser and to pretend to be productive to avoid interrogation.
Why is freedom so near yet so far? I've stayed alive for this long because of the hope that one day I can move out and live life on my own terms, but the closer I get to moving out, the more impossible and unreachable it seems. I know it's stupid, but holding on sometimes feels so hopeless. With the way property and rental prices are soaring where I am, will I even be able to move out, ever? Sometimes it feels like the answer is a flat no.
And every day, the construction work downstairs and the renovation work upstairs drives me crazy. It has been a year. How the fxxk are you still on the fxxing drilling stage? Are you making fun of people who work from home? Oh, you thought the drilling was done, well fuck you :) Kindly, nobody wants these new streetlamps right outside our bedroom window to replace the completely functioning old ones. The government has too much fxxing money and is wasting it on making our lifes fxxing miserable.
I just wish I had unlimited money and didn't have to work so hard and so much just to afford the nice things that everyone else has. Sometimes I hear about other people's parents sponsoring their holidays, their car, their daily necessities, new clothes, transport costs, medical costs, phone bill... I know I'm lucky they're even paying for my university fees and not asking me for rent, but I can't help but be bitter about it sometimes. As a kid, I was already being thrown into the deep end of "self-reliance" and "independence". Now that I'm almost all grown up, it just feels like I have to depend on myself all the time, and it's so exhausting and so lonely. I'm sick of having to take care of myself on my own all the time.
2023.06.01 09:22 k8blwe How to add mods with Randomizer
Hi, so i have the randomizer working perfectly fine. However when i launch it off mod engine 2 it doesnt work. I don't think it launches at all iirc. I need to directly launch it from the randomizer application.
How would I add other mods to this? Such as the fov mod and maybe some fun ones like the lightsaber one.
If I need to add these to either the elden ring mod folder or the mod folder in mod engine 2, I already have and doesn't seem to add them.
Any help would be greatly appreciated thank you. I'm still new to modding games, but personally getting elden rings to work is the most difficult I've had. (I've only modded RE 2 remake before).
Edit: randomizer is set to launch off elden ring directly and placed the file in the mod engine 2 file. And tried setting it launch off mod engine 2's but didn't launch
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How would I add other mods to this? Such as the fov mod and maybe some fun ones like the lightsaber one.
If I need to add these to either the elden ring mod folder or the mod folder in mod engine 2, I already have and doesn't seem to add them.
Any help would be greatly appreciated thank you. I'm still new to modding games, but personally getting elden rings to work is the most difficult I've had. (I've only modded RE 2 remake before).
Edit: randomizer is set to launch off elden ring directly and placed the file in the mod engine 2 file. And tried setting it launch off mod engine 2's but didn't launch