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2023.06.01 00:45 ObieFTG Opinions of Ritual Weapons
I decided to do a write up to talk about the Ritual weapons of D2. To be clear here, I’m talking about the proper Ritual weapons that feature the 3 ornaments for Vanguard, Crucible and Gambit, and not the handful of “Pursuit” weapons that escaped The Great Sunsetting. If you agree or disagree (or agree to disagree), let me know!
This is not a “ranking” list by the way. Just my opinions on them and how well they perform in current day. Onward!
S12- Adored: A reprised/remixed version of Beloved, which itself was a reprise of the Thousand Yard Stare sniper rifle from D1. It’s main claim to fame was its low zoom scope, which gave it excellent targeting along with its great range stats for PVP. As is the case for its kin though, it really was just a sought after PVP sniper, as there were stronger options on the PVE side of things. Nowadays, snipers aren’t particularly meta weapons in either game mode outside of the exotics, so it’s not a very strong contender. (Plus you can actually get just get a TYS from the Grasp dungeon now anyway)
S13- Salvager’s Salvo: What makes this special GL strong is the Chain Reaction perk. Up until this weapon, the perk was only featured on heavy GLs, but since this it’s now a possible roll on swords as well as other special GLs. The advantage of this however is that it’s a static roll that can be pulled from the Monument Kiosk as opposed to hoping for RNG to be kind. It still can be effective for add clear and spike damage, even though there are lots of new options out there thanks to Light 3.0 and newer weapon perks.
S14- Null Composure: The same things that applied to Salvo also apply here to Null, with the difference being the perk of Reservoir Burst as opposed to Chain Reaction. It’s a perk exclusive to fusions, of which this was the first to feature it, and again, it’s attainable without the need to pray to RNGesus. Also, it’s still a relevant Void weapon in the current sandbox, even with competition like the craftable Likely Suspect fusion.
S15- Ascendancy: At this point is where in hindsight I see that many of the pursuit weapons are the litmus test of perks that would eventually become regularly available on future weapons of the same type. In Ascendancy’s case, that Explosive Light, which now can roll on Heavy GLs as well as Rocket Launchers. It’s outdone in terms of raw power by the focusable Hothead though, but it can still hold its own in the current game.
S16- Reckless Endangerment: I love the look of this shotgun…and I really wanted to love this shotgun, but compared to other offerings, the combination of its archetype and mid-tier perks really hurt it. Had they shipped it with a combo of One-Two, Trench or Opening Shot instead of Steady Hands and Swashbuckler, we’d be still talking about it being one of the best legendary shotties in the game. As it stands now, it’s forgettable.
S17- Chain Of Command: As exciting as it was to have a Stasis heavy that wasn’t a GL…Chain of Command is another forgettable pursuit weapon. It does offer some interesting synergy with the Osmosis perk though, so you could use it in a Stasis/Other damage Surge scenario, but…you’d probably opt to use a more potent heavy weapon that thin in most cases. Vorpal Weapon was a perk already in the game when this shipped, and interestingly enough, they didn’t feature it on here. Fast forward to now, and you have Target Lock, which is even better than Vorpal so long as you don’t miss shots. There’s really no reason to run this.
S18- Cry Mutiny: The only real reason you’d run this is because it has Incandescent. But even with that perk, there are other more effective ways to get Scorch stacks and ignitions with your Solar subclasses. It’s still good for additive effect, but it’s definitely not going to be your go-to high damage source in Solar surge scenarios (unless it’s Overcharged).
S19- Veles-X: Now this…this was a game changer. The first primary pursuit weapon since they did away with Pinnacle weapons…and it ended up being really, really good. Solid perk combos for both PVE (Repulsor Brace/Golden Tricorn) and PVP (Tunnel Vision/Kill Clip) make this one of the best primary weapons in the game. Works well with nearly any Void build you can think of, and when you get Kill Clip going in PVP you can actually ONE BURST low Resilience Guardians. It’s cracked.
S20- Ecliptic Distaff: There are way too many glaives on offer in the game now, and they don’t really offer a lot of pop aside from Titans running Snythoceps, but this one has something the others don’t…Destabilization Rounds, the new offensive Void perk. That alone makes it a strong add clear weapon for Void surges and Void builds in general, but aside from that it’s not really breaking any new ground.
S21- Last Rite: Call it Baby DMT if you like…but this scout rifle offers versatility that even its exotic big brother and its Arc cousin Long Arm lack. They basically took the best non-damage perks you can have on a scout rifle and threw them into one package. As of this writing I haven’t acquired it, but I know for sure I’m going to put some miles on this bad boy.
All in all, most of the Pursuit weapons have been bypassed in terms of utility and relevance thanks in equal parts by better weapons and perks becoming available, as well as the Light 3.0 reworks. The standouts however are the two primaries. Those are going to remain work horse weapons for as long as the game persists, especially for those who like their archetypes. I hope we get more of them in the future.
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This is not a “ranking” list by the way. Just my opinions on them and how well they perform in current day. Onward!
S13- Salvager’s Salvo: What makes this special GL strong is the Chain Reaction perk. Up until this weapon, the perk was only featured on heavy GLs, but since this it’s now a possible roll on swords as well as other special GLs. The advantage of this however is that it’s a static roll that can be pulled from the Monument Kiosk as opposed to hoping for RNG to be kind. It still can be effective for add clear and spike damage, even though there are lots of new options out there thanks to Light 3.0 and newer weapon perks.
S14- Null Composure: The same things that applied to Salvo also apply here to Null, with the difference being the perk of Reservoir Burst as opposed to Chain Reaction. It’s a perk exclusive to fusions, of which this was the first to feature it, and again, it’s attainable without the need to pray to RNGesus. Also, it’s still a relevant Void weapon in the current sandbox, even with competition like the craftable Likely Suspect fusion.
S15- Ascendancy: At this point is where in hindsight I see that many of the pursuit weapons are the litmus test of perks that would eventually become regularly available on future weapons of the same type. In Ascendancy’s case, that Explosive Light, which now can roll on Heavy GLs as well as Rocket Launchers. It’s outdone in terms of raw power by the focusable Hothead though, but it can still hold its own in the current game.
S16- Reckless Endangerment: I love the look of this shotgun…and I really wanted to love this shotgun, but compared to other offerings, the combination of its archetype and mid-tier perks really hurt it. Had they shipped it with a combo of One-Two, Trench or Opening Shot instead of Steady Hands and Swashbuckler, we’d be still talking about it being one of the best legendary shotties in the game. As it stands now, it’s forgettable.
S17- Chain Of Command: As exciting as it was to have a Stasis heavy that wasn’t a GL…Chain of Command is another forgettable pursuit weapon. It does offer some interesting synergy with the Osmosis perk though, so you could use it in a Stasis/Other damage Surge scenario, but…you’d probably opt to use a more potent heavy weapon that thin in most cases. Vorpal Weapon was a perk already in the game when this shipped, and interestingly enough, they didn’t feature it on here. Fast forward to now, and you have Target Lock, which is even better than Vorpal so long as you don’t miss shots. There’s really no reason to run this.
S18- Cry Mutiny: The only real reason you’d run this is because it has Incandescent. But even with that perk, there are other more effective ways to get Scorch stacks and ignitions with your Solar subclasses. It’s still good for additive effect, but it’s definitely not going to be your go-to high damage source in Solar surge scenarios (unless it’s Overcharged).
S19- Veles-X: Now this…this was a game changer. The first primary pursuit weapon since they did away with Pinnacle weapons…and it ended up being really, really good. Solid perk combos for both PVE (Repulsor Brace/Golden Tricorn) and PVP (Tunnel Vision/Kill Clip) make this one of the best primary weapons in the game. Works well with nearly any Void build you can think of, and when you get Kill Clip going in PVP you can actually ONE BURST low Resilience Guardians. It’s cracked.
S20- Ecliptic Distaff: There are way too many glaives on offer in the game now, and they don’t really offer a lot of pop aside from Titans running Snythoceps, but this one has something the others don’t…Destabilization Rounds, the new offensive Void perk. That alone makes it a strong add clear weapon for Void surges and Void builds in general, but aside from that it’s not really breaking any new ground.
S21- Last Rite: Call it Baby DMT if you like…but this scout rifle offers versatility that even its exotic big brother and its Arc cousin Long Arm lack. They basically took the best non-damage perks you can have on a scout rifle and threw them into one package. As of this writing I haven’t acquired it, but I know for sure I’m going to put some miles on this bad boy.
2023.06.01 00:42 goldenlikedaylight81 Want to tell my partner it’s ok if he doesn’t get/keep an erection
Hi first post/throwaway. I did read the FAQ but the info there is for the person with a penis, not their partner.
I (34f) have been seeing him (39m) for a few months and just became physical last week. He had told me previously that part of the issue with his last partner is they didn’t have sex often because sometimes he “can’t” and he gets embarrassed about it. And that he needs to take it slow before having sex with me because he is worried about disappointing me. I probably should have said more at that time but I just was like “it’s cool when it happens it happens”
So last week we did have oral and hand sex and I came multiple times and it was one of the best experiences of my life (which I said) but he did not have an erection at all. And i eventually stopped touching his penis directly because I didn’t want to seem like it was crucial to me that he have an erection. But I am worried about his feelings. he did say it is more difficult with a new person and I said “well I won’t always be new. We have time” and I tried to keep it light.
So now is where I need help. Should I say more than that? When should I? What feels supportive and not embarrassing to hear in this situation? I want to be like “Heyyy penetrative sex isn’t the most important to me and you’re probably the most thoughtful and responsive partner I’ve ever had so no worries on my end” but I don’t even know if that might minimize his feelings because it is important to him. I tried to google it but everything is about “the problem of performance issues” and I am not seeing it that way. I want him to feel safe with me and know it is not a problem in my eyes, while not trying to tell him how he should feel about it. How do I do this? We usually are good communicators but I’m anxious about getting this conversation right.
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I (34f) have been seeing him (39m) for a few months and just became physical last week. He had told me previously that part of the issue with his last partner is they didn’t have sex often because sometimes he “can’t” and he gets embarrassed about it. And that he needs to take it slow before having sex with me because he is worried about disappointing me. I probably should have said more at that time but I just was like “it’s cool when it happens it happens”
So last week we did have oral and hand sex and I came multiple times and it was one of the best experiences of my life (which I said) but he did not have an erection at all. And i eventually stopped touching his penis directly because I didn’t want to seem like it was crucial to me that he have an erection. But I am worried about his feelings. he did say it is more difficult with a new person and I said “well I won’t always be new. We have time” and I tried to keep it light.
So now is where I need help. Should I say more than that? When should I? What feels supportive and not embarrassing to hear in this situation? I want to be like “Heyyy penetrative sex isn’t the most important to me and you’re probably the most thoughtful and responsive partner I’ve ever had so no worries on my end” but I don’t even know if that might minimize his feelings because it is important to him. I tried to google it but everything is about “the problem of performance issues” and I am not seeing it that way. I want him to feel safe with me and know it is not a problem in my eyes, while not trying to tell him how he should feel about it. How do I do this? We usually are good communicators but I’m anxious about getting this conversation right.
2023.06.01 00:42 user484627 I don’t want to accept it
My sister was diagnosed with celiac around two years ago after severe symptoms (she was 18 when diagnosed). At my annual checkup, my doctor tested my blood, even thought I didn’t present any symptoms, and it came back positive. Now I’m getting referred to a gastroenterologist. I don’t have any symptoms, so I’m hoping it’s just a fluke or something.
I’m also sorry if this seems insensitive- carbs are my comfort food. Pasta, cake, cookies, chips etc. I can’t imagine not eating those for the rest of my life. When I got my results, I started bawling. Food is also a huge part of socializing, and I’m only a 17F so I’m afraid I’d miss out on a lot of things my friends are doing if I actually have it.
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I’m also sorry if this seems insensitive- carbs are my comfort food. Pasta, cake, cookies, chips etc. I can’t imagine not eating those for the rest of my life. When I got my results, I started bawling. Food is also a huge part of socializing, and I’m only a 17F so I’m afraid I’d miss out on a lot of things my friends are doing if I actually have it.
2023.06.01 00:42 girl_from_the_crypt Stuck on earth and looking for a job: Olms and Jewels
Coming face to face with people in suits always makes me hyper-aware of how badly I dress. Since I knew I was going to meet up with Mary Markov today, I intentionally put some more effort into my appearance. I picked out a pressed shirt to wear over my leggings. Since it was far too big for me, I threw my wide yellow belt into the mix. Thus satisfied, I called up Elijah Carter and asked whether he wanted to come along. He agreed readily enough so I had him pick me up and drive us over to Mary's office. It was nowhere near the hospital and not in the vicinity of her news channel headquarters either. It was located in a slate gray concrete building that was quite confusing to look at.
No outside observer could have mistaken it for a residential house, for there was hardly a less homely or comfortable place imaginable. It was utterly repellent in its rough, dreary nature. It couldn't have belonged to some kind of business either, though. There were no marked parking spaces for employees, no signs or advertisements. Altogether, it reminded me of something out of a cheap or unfinished video game.
"Sketchy," Eli remarked, eyeing the slab of concrete with a similar lack of enthusiasm. "Looks almost abandoned. How weirdly fitting for a semi-secret government operation."
I nodded. The warm air had taken me by surprise and I found the weight of my jacket suffocating, so I took it off to leave in the car. "What is it?" I asked, noticing the way Elijah squinted at my outfit.
"What are you wearing?"
"Clothes."
"You don't say." He snorted. "Looking kinda funny there, Shirley."
"I look professional," I corrected him.
"I suppose." He grinned to himself. "Depends on the profession, though."
We rang the bell and a highly official-looking security guard let us in through the heavy double doors after confirming that Mary Markov was expecting us. He gave the necessary directions, sending us down several flights of stairs. The better part of the building was in fact underground, like with an iceberg. Eli made a remark about how it'd be safer if outsiders weren’t allowed to roam the place by themselves. It seems to be a habit of his to vaguely analyze and point out flaws in the structures of government institutions. Then again, maybe it's just flaws in general he's fascinated with.
Upon arriving outside Mary's office, we were called inside to find her sitting behind her desk. She lifted her head, giving us a polite, if cold, smile. "Good morning. You're on time. Wonderful."
"Would you please give me an honest appraisal of my outfit?" I asked.
The newsreader frowned in confusion, her eyes briefly roaming my form. "You put effort into your appearance today," she concluded. "It's appreciated."
"Wait, what do you mean today?" I inquired.
"Note also how she did not actually answer your question," Elijah added.
I huffed, flinging myself into one of the chairs in front of Mary's desk. Eli sat down beside me, folding his hands in his lap and leaning back. "Thanks for letting me come with Shirley," he told her.
"Naturally. I assume you're her emotional support human." Mary Markov's lips curled slightly. "At any rate, you had contact with the Collective yourself, so this does concern you. As far as I'm concerned, it can't hurt having an ex-cop in the mix, anyways. Despite the regrettable reasons you had for leaving the force."
Elijah's brows lowered, the muscle in his pronounced jaw twitching. "How do you know about that?"
Mary looked innocent. "It's very important that I'm fully informed, of course. Don't worry. We don't need to go into it, and I don't judge you, either. The effect the incident at that highschool had on you is completely understandable."
"I didn't ask for your assessment." My friend's voice had sharpened. "Can we move on from this?"
"Of course." If the sudden shift in tone had rattled the agent, she wasn't letting it on. Sifting through the neat stack of papers on her desk, she pulled out a thin brown file which she slid over to me. "Miss Shirley, you remember the female member of the Collective we took into custody? She has already been questioned by the local police. Unfortunately, I don't have the authority to lead such an interrogation, but I was present for it and I want you to have this transcript."
I perked up and began leafing through the folder.
"You may take that with you to read in peace," Mary told me. "But don't expect too much, lest you'll be sorely disappointed. The girl hardly said anything at all. The most helpful information she gave us was a name she kept referencing. Jewel. At first, we thought it was a sort of code word, but it seems to be what the other person she was with calls themself."
“Jewel,” I echoed.
“Sadly enough, that’s all we have. We’ve never provided our services to anyone of their physical description. There are a couple clues, but they don’t amount to anything helpful. There’s the fact that you met them at a convenience store with relatively high prices. Maybe I’m just grasping at straws, but that could indicate a cushy financial situation. On top of that, the store is rather far away from here, so they might be an out-of-towner. They also might be able to influence the way others perceive them, considering the way they seemed to hypnotize you in the woods merely by holding eye contact.”
“How come they couldn’t do anything to Frank Preston?”
Mary Markov twinkled at me. “They couldn’t? Huh. That rather intrigues the philosopher in me. Jewel works through eye contact and it is said that the eyes are the window to the soul.” She cocked her head at me.
“Are you saying Blondie doesn’t have a soul?” Eli asked, raising a skeptical brow. “Is this one of those Plato-Schopenhauer-whatevers?”
The newsreader shrugged artfully, watching my reaction. “We could discuss this for hours on end. I only meant to draw attention to the implied distinction between an organically born entity and a being who was originally an inanimate object.”
“I beg your pardon?” I said slowly.
“Oh, nevermind; that’s neither here nor there.” Her tone told me that she did, in fact, consider it to be both here and there. Not wanting to go further into this with her, I made a mental note to ask Frankie later.
“There’s more,” I added, trying to gently prepare her for what I was about to say. “I want to get Kit Sutton back.”
Mary’s lips thinned. “Excuse me?”
“I don’t mean for the town to get flooded in the process. I think we can find a solution to help her, if we work together. I’m convinced we can figure something out, but I don’t believe in abandoning her anymore. Which is essentially what we’re doing if we leave her to her fate.”
“You do realize what you’re asking of me? Your former roommate isn’t some kind of minor water spirit. Her father appears to hold tremendous power over the seas, or at the very least our part of it. He has countless similarly dangerous individuals at his service so he might be considered a ruler of sorts, if not a deity.”
“So Kit’s the little mermaid, basically?” Elijah asked, equal parts joking and genuinely intrigued.
Mary grinned an actual, amused grin. “I must ask you to take this seriously, Mr Carter.”
“I am!” he chuckled, raising his hands. “I swear.”
“Anyways, Miss Shirley, the point you make is an individualistic one, but I see why you’re invested in the girl’s fate. I want to help, I do… But we need to proceed with caution. If you can suggest to me some kind of sensible approach, then I’ll do what I can. That’s all the promises I can make at the moment.”
I thanked her and got up, Eli following me as I headed for the door. “Miss Shirley,” Mary called out and I stopped, turning back around to face her. “If you like my style, we could perhaps meet up to go shopping sometime? I could show you some quality stores. It wouldn’t be anytime soon since I’m currently swamped, but I figure—well, just in case you might like to.”
I nodded. “That sounds pleasant enough.”
She smiled brightly and waved us out the door. “Excellent. I’ll be in touch.”
Back inside the car, I tossed the file onto the backseat to read later. “Would you like to go to the beach?” I suggested.
“Why not. Wait, is this for a stroll and ice cream or do you want to kickstart the mermaid-rescue-operation?”
“I can’t see why it shouldn’t be both,” I replied comfortably. “We’ll need to take your flashlight, though.”
"You know I don't like getting myself into trouble unless it's paid."
"Yes, but you also find me endearing and want to protect me from danger, which you can only do by accompanying me."
"You're a terrifying tentacle beast from another dimension. I don't know that I'm all that scared for your safety," he grunted.
I gave him an affronted look. "You have now hurt my feelings."
"Have I?"
"Plenty, but I'll forgive you if you come with me."
Elijah Carter sighed deeply but started driving anyway. I let my arm dangle out of the open window, allowing the warming spring air to wash over my skin. The closer we got to the shore, the stronger the scent of salt mixed into the breeze. The cries of seagulls became audible over the sounds of the road and the streaming wind and was finally joined by the crashing of waves when we pulled into a parking spot and got out of the car. Taking along the heavy duty flashlight he always kept in the passenger seat footwell, I led Eli to the mouth of the cave, explaining what Nettie and I had seen along the way. He looked commendably calm, simply turning on the torch and entering alongside me.
The tunnels were just as damp, dim and quiet as the last time. Before long, we had reached the spacious canyon room with the lake at the bottom. "I want to go across and see if there's anything important in the rest of the grotto back there," I reminded him. "Please hold on to your bearings."
"I'm not repeating your mistakes," he replied gamely. "What do you think? This oughta be connected to the ocean somehow." He let the beam of the torch roam the mirror-like surface of the lake. It seemed almost deceptively quiet. My eyes followed the lengthy stone ledge. Eli stepped close, and after receiving a nod of approval, he grabbed me around the waist and hoisted me onto the rocky protrusion. I straightened up, instantly pressing my back against the wall. A wave of nausea hit me as I glanced at the water below. "Chill," Elijah muttered, climbing after me with ease. "Nothing will happen. You're not gonna fall."
I merely shook my head. "You didn't see what's down there."
"And I won't, because we'll be careful," he answered steadfastly.
I started walking, the warm light of the torch upon my back, illuminating the path ahead. The shelf narrowed as we reached the end. I swiftly clambered down, relieved to place my feet on wider, solid ground once more. Now looking over the lake from the other side, it had an entirely different feel to it. It seemed darker somehow, but also less big—I attributed it to the change in perspective. We were standing in a cramped little nook with two passageways leading off into separate directions behind us. Elijah Carter eyed them pensively. “Which do you reckon?”
I pursed my lips. “The right one. Because it’s right.”
“Makes sense.”
We proceeded into the passage, the tight space pushing us closer together. He had to duck his head, uncomfortably hunching his shoulders, and for once, I was grateful for my own short stature. The corridor seemed to go on forever. The darkness and silence created a feel of unnatural solitude, and for more than once, I got the distinct impression that I must have jumped dimensions again. It was as though Elijah and I were enclosed in some kind of bubble, cut off from everything outside; a place where time was a foreign concept and the only sun was our flashlight. Needless to say, I was distinctly uneasy. I allowed myself to lean back, brushing against Eli’s chest whenever I could. Eventually, I cleared my throat.
“Could you touch me?”
“What?”
“Just so I still know you’re there.”
His palm came to rest on my shoulder, his thumb digging into one of the tense, painfully rigid muscles of my upper back, forcing it to soften. “Good?”
“Yes, thank you.”
He hummed. “You’re scared.”
“Yes.”
“Me, too.”
This caused my resolve to falter. “Maybe we should turn around after all,” I said quietly. “Who knows how much longer—”
“Look.”
I perked up. Before us, the tunnel grew wider, opening into a large, spacious room. We picked up our pace, tackling the remaining distance in a light jog, and finally found ourselves standing in another hall. The beam of light traveled the floor and high walls, revealing a sight that took our breath away. We were standing in front of another lake, only slightly smaller than the last. The water glittered in violet hues and strange, pale plants climbed up the walls, some of them looking rather like starfish. Multiple rocky protrusions formed an almost complete bridge across its middle. With a bit of light climbing, we'd undoubtedly be able to get to the other side. Wordlessly, Elijah Carter swung himself up onto the platform closest to the edge of the water, pulling me up after him. The flashlight switched hands a couple times as we maneuvered ourselves along.
Soon, we reached the middle of the lake. I risked a glance at the water below. All was still and perfectly quiet. Eli was about to take on the next rock when suddenly, I felt something heavy and gooey drip onto my head from above. I flinched, then slowly pointed the torch up to the ceiling. My stomach dropped. My throat had turned paper-dry, and I frantically tugged on Eli’s arm. He tipped his head back, following my pointing finger. His eyes blew wide and his face fell.
There was a creature clinging to the high walls, its pale, enormous body describing a streamline curve as it pressed itself against the hollowed stone. The closest thing I can compare it to would be a sort of olm, except probably a hundred times larger. Its snout looked large enough to swallow either of us whole. It hung open, secreting a thick fluid that slowly dripped down to hit the rocks or create ripples upon the water. Its blind eyes seemed to be trained on us, and I could spot tiny, sharp teeth lining its maw. It wasn’t moving, not even an inch, but somehow, I knew it was aware of us.
I looked up at Elijah, the panic in his eyes mirroring mine. Both of us had freezed up mid-motion, not daring to take another step. My mind was running wild; I was thinking feverishly. We’d have to turn around for sure, but how? The olm was already highly alert, if we were to start scrambling back to solid ground, it would undoubtedly hear us straight away. Eli looked equal parts terrified and furious, and I could tell he was scolding himself for not thinking to check the entirety of the room before proceeding across the lake. I could understand the sentiment, we’d definitely made a grave mistake. I figured it had been the misleading beauty of the cave hall that had taken our edge off. Glancing over into the direction we’d come from, I found myself wishing to be back in the endless dark corridor. The entrance to the passage seemed miles away.
The olm lifted a three-toed foot, shifting its massive form to a lower spot on the wall. It was taking a tentative step towards us, extending its snout as its body bent into our direction. Elijah had grabbed onto my arm, his fingers clamping around it like a vice. He stayed silent and unmoving, but he held my gaze with clear, sharp eyes.
“Don’t move,” I mouthed, and he gave me a curt nod.
Slowly, I reached around to push my shirt out of the way of my unfurling tentacles. Elijah took a quiet step back to make room for my changing form, something of a resolute expression settling on his face. I opened my mouth, relieved when my teeth acted according to my will and elongated. I didn’t know to what extent I would be able to defend against this absolute giant of an amphibian, but at least it would give us a chance. I took a deep breath, trading glances with Eli once more before darting off to the side, bounding onto the platform next to our current one. Elijah followed suit, grabbing onto one of the limbs I extended to him for support. Despite the swiftness of our movements, we were anything but quiet, and the olm reacted in an instant. It slithered down from the wall, sinking into the lake below to make its way to the rocks we were standing on. As we headed for the next stone, it darted out of the water, splashing wildly as its snout breached the surface. Its jaws snapped at us, missing me by a mere foot as I jumped across the gap between the protrusions. Droplets flew as the creature dropped once more, but instead of retreating, it swam around the platform. Its massive, snake-like body was bobbing up and down as it circled us.
“Oh fuck,” Elijah breathed, his chest heaving. “Keep going! Move, move!”
I took a short running start, then flung myself onto the next rock, using my extra limbs to land safely. I then helped him cross again. The olm rose from the depths of the lake once again, and I lashed at it with one of my tentacles, hitting it on the snout and forcing it to dive underwater again. We kept working our way back towards the other side of the lake, slipping and sliding as we went. The water surrounding us seemed to hum with unrestrained energy, the white salamander’s tail whipping up waves and splashing around. We were finally getting close to solid ground again, or at least it looked like we were for a moment. That’s when the creature took a massive leap, draping itself over the final stepping stone, effectively blocking our path.
“Shit,” Eli hissed beside me as we came to a skittering halt.
I’d have to try and fight this thing. There was no way around it now. I clenched my sweat-laced palms into fist, trying to slow my rapid, shallow breaths. I can do this, I said to myself. All I’d have to do is send it back into the lake for long enough so we could run back into the tunnel. There was no way the olm would fit through the passage—once we were in there, we’d be relatively safe. I stared at the dripping, writhing animal; stared at its bared needle teeth, and the less hopeful, more realistic part of my brain told me that I would, indeed, probably not be able to do this. Just as I was contemplating the degree of our screwed-ness, an unseen someone called out from behind us. I didn’t understand a word they were saying, but I recognized the language, and more importantly, the voice.
It was bright as a bell, girlish but with a rough, warm edge. Even before I could turn to face her, I knew who it was.
The gigantic amphibian perked up at the sound, lowering its head and withdrawing into the murky depths with a splash. Elijah Carter let go of a long-held breath, dropping his shoulders before tensing up again, realization setting in. He shot me a look of utter disbelief.
“Wow,” the newcomer spoke up again, this time not in the tongue of the deep ones. “You two have to be actually crazy or something to show up here.”
X
1
2: deadbeat roommate
3: creepy crush
4: relocation
5: beach concert
6: First date
7: Temp work
8: roommate talk
9: a dismal worldview
10: warehouse
11: staircase
12: explanation
13: hurt
14: hospital
15: ocean
16: diner
17: government work
18: something in the caves
19: shopping cart
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No outside observer could have mistaken it for a residential house, for there was hardly a less homely or comfortable place imaginable. It was utterly repellent in its rough, dreary nature. It couldn't have belonged to some kind of business either, though. There were no marked parking spaces for employees, no signs or advertisements. Altogether, it reminded me of something out of a cheap or unfinished video game.
"Sketchy," Eli remarked, eyeing the slab of concrete with a similar lack of enthusiasm. "Looks almost abandoned. How weirdly fitting for a semi-secret government operation."
I nodded. The warm air had taken me by surprise and I found the weight of my jacket suffocating, so I took it off to leave in the car. "What is it?" I asked, noticing the way Elijah squinted at my outfit.
"What are you wearing?"
"Clothes."
"You don't say." He snorted. "Looking kinda funny there, Shirley."
"I look professional," I corrected him.
"I suppose." He grinned to himself. "Depends on the profession, though."
We rang the bell and a highly official-looking security guard let us in through the heavy double doors after confirming that Mary Markov was expecting us. He gave the necessary directions, sending us down several flights of stairs. The better part of the building was in fact underground, like with an iceberg. Eli made a remark about how it'd be safer if outsiders weren’t allowed to roam the place by themselves. It seems to be a habit of his to vaguely analyze and point out flaws in the structures of government institutions. Then again, maybe it's just flaws in general he's fascinated with.
Upon arriving outside Mary's office, we were called inside to find her sitting behind her desk. She lifted her head, giving us a polite, if cold, smile. "Good morning. You're on time. Wonderful."
"Would you please give me an honest appraisal of my outfit?" I asked.
The newsreader frowned in confusion, her eyes briefly roaming my form. "You put effort into your appearance today," she concluded. "It's appreciated."
"Wait, what do you mean today?" I inquired.
"Note also how she did not actually answer your question," Elijah added.
I huffed, flinging myself into one of the chairs in front of Mary's desk. Eli sat down beside me, folding his hands in his lap and leaning back. "Thanks for letting me come with Shirley," he told her.
"Naturally. I assume you're her emotional support human." Mary Markov's lips curled slightly. "At any rate, you had contact with the Collective yourself, so this does concern you. As far as I'm concerned, it can't hurt having an ex-cop in the mix, anyways. Despite the regrettable reasons you had for leaving the force."
Elijah's brows lowered, the muscle in his pronounced jaw twitching. "How do you know about that?"
Mary looked innocent. "It's very important that I'm fully informed, of course. Don't worry. We don't need to go into it, and I don't judge you, either. The effect the incident at that highschool had on you is completely understandable."
"I didn't ask for your assessment." My friend's voice had sharpened. "Can we move on from this?"
"Of course." If the sudden shift in tone had rattled the agent, she wasn't letting it on. Sifting through the neat stack of papers on her desk, she pulled out a thin brown file which she slid over to me. "Miss Shirley, you remember the female member of the Collective we took into custody? She has already been questioned by the local police. Unfortunately, I don't have the authority to lead such an interrogation, but I was present for it and I want you to have this transcript."
I perked up and began leafing through the folder.
"You may take that with you to read in peace," Mary told me. "But don't expect too much, lest you'll be sorely disappointed. The girl hardly said anything at all. The most helpful information she gave us was a name she kept referencing. Jewel. At first, we thought it was a sort of code word, but it seems to be what the other person she was with calls themself."
“Jewel,” I echoed.
“Sadly enough, that’s all we have. We’ve never provided our services to anyone of their physical description. There are a couple clues, but they don’t amount to anything helpful. There’s the fact that you met them at a convenience store with relatively high prices. Maybe I’m just grasping at straws, but that could indicate a cushy financial situation. On top of that, the store is rather far away from here, so they might be an out-of-towner. They also might be able to influence the way others perceive them, considering the way they seemed to hypnotize you in the woods merely by holding eye contact.”
“How come they couldn’t do anything to Frank Preston?”
Mary Markov twinkled at me. “They couldn’t? Huh. That rather intrigues the philosopher in me. Jewel works through eye contact and it is said that the eyes are the window to the soul.” She cocked her head at me.
“Are you saying Blondie doesn’t have a soul?” Eli asked, raising a skeptical brow. “Is this one of those Plato-Schopenhauer-whatevers?”
The newsreader shrugged artfully, watching my reaction. “We could discuss this for hours on end. I only meant to draw attention to the implied distinction between an organically born entity and a being who was originally an inanimate object.”
“I beg your pardon?” I said slowly.
“Oh, nevermind; that’s neither here nor there.” Her tone told me that she did, in fact, consider it to be both here and there. Not wanting to go further into this with her, I made a mental note to ask Frankie later.
“There’s more,” I added, trying to gently prepare her for what I was about to say. “I want to get Kit Sutton back.”
Mary’s lips thinned. “Excuse me?”
“I don’t mean for the town to get flooded in the process. I think we can find a solution to help her, if we work together. I’m convinced we can figure something out, but I don’t believe in abandoning her anymore. Which is essentially what we’re doing if we leave her to her fate.”
“You do realize what you’re asking of me? Your former roommate isn’t some kind of minor water spirit. Her father appears to hold tremendous power over the seas, or at the very least our part of it. He has countless similarly dangerous individuals at his service so he might be considered a ruler of sorts, if not a deity.”
“So Kit’s the little mermaid, basically?” Elijah asked, equal parts joking and genuinely intrigued.
Mary grinned an actual, amused grin. “I must ask you to take this seriously, Mr Carter.”
“I am!” he chuckled, raising his hands. “I swear.”
“Anyways, Miss Shirley, the point you make is an individualistic one, but I see why you’re invested in the girl’s fate. I want to help, I do… But we need to proceed with caution. If you can suggest to me some kind of sensible approach, then I’ll do what I can. That’s all the promises I can make at the moment.”
I thanked her and got up, Eli following me as I headed for the door. “Miss Shirley,” Mary called out and I stopped, turning back around to face her. “If you like my style, we could perhaps meet up to go shopping sometime? I could show you some quality stores. It wouldn’t be anytime soon since I’m currently swamped, but I figure—well, just in case you might like to.”
I nodded. “That sounds pleasant enough.”
She smiled brightly and waved us out the door. “Excellent. I’ll be in touch.”
Back inside the car, I tossed the file onto the backseat to read later. “Would you like to go to the beach?” I suggested.
“Why not. Wait, is this for a stroll and ice cream or do you want to kickstart the mermaid-rescue-operation?”
“I can’t see why it shouldn’t be both,” I replied comfortably. “We’ll need to take your flashlight, though.”
"You know I don't like getting myself into trouble unless it's paid."
"Yes, but you also find me endearing and want to protect me from danger, which you can only do by accompanying me."
"You're a terrifying tentacle beast from another dimension. I don't know that I'm all that scared for your safety," he grunted.
I gave him an affronted look. "You have now hurt my feelings."
"Have I?"
"Plenty, but I'll forgive you if you come with me."
Elijah Carter sighed deeply but started driving anyway. I let my arm dangle out of the open window, allowing the warming spring air to wash over my skin. The closer we got to the shore, the stronger the scent of salt mixed into the breeze. The cries of seagulls became audible over the sounds of the road and the streaming wind and was finally joined by the crashing of waves when we pulled into a parking spot and got out of the car. Taking along the heavy duty flashlight he always kept in the passenger seat footwell, I led Eli to the mouth of the cave, explaining what Nettie and I had seen along the way. He looked commendably calm, simply turning on the torch and entering alongside me.
The tunnels were just as damp, dim and quiet as the last time. Before long, we had reached the spacious canyon room with the lake at the bottom. "I want to go across and see if there's anything important in the rest of the grotto back there," I reminded him. "Please hold on to your bearings."
"I'm not repeating your mistakes," he replied gamely. "What do you think? This oughta be connected to the ocean somehow." He let the beam of the torch roam the mirror-like surface of the lake. It seemed almost deceptively quiet. My eyes followed the lengthy stone ledge. Eli stepped close, and after receiving a nod of approval, he grabbed me around the waist and hoisted me onto the rocky protrusion. I straightened up, instantly pressing my back against the wall. A wave of nausea hit me as I glanced at the water below. "Chill," Elijah muttered, climbing after me with ease. "Nothing will happen. You're not gonna fall."
I merely shook my head. "You didn't see what's down there."
"And I won't, because we'll be careful," he answered steadfastly.
I started walking, the warm light of the torch upon my back, illuminating the path ahead. The shelf narrowed as we reached the end. I swiftly clambered down, relieved to place my feet on wider, solid ground once more. Now looking over the lake from the other side, it had an entirely different feel to it. It seemed darker somehow, but also less big—I attributed it to the change in perspective. We were standing in a cramped little nook with two passageways leading off into separate directions behind us. Elijah Carter eyed them pensively. “Which do you reckon?”
I pursed my lips. “The right one. Because it’s right.”
“Makes sense.”
We proceeded into the passage, the tight space pushing us closer together. He had to duck his head, uncomfortably hunching his shoulders, and for once, I was grateful for my own short stature. The corridor seemed to go on forever. The darkness and silence created a feel of unnatural solitude, and for more than once, I got the distinct impression that I must have jumped dimensions again. It was as though Elijah and I were enclosed in some kind of bubble, cut off from everything outside; a place where time was a foreign concept and the only sun was our flashlight. Needless to say, I was distinctly uneasy. I allowed myself to lean back, brushing against Eli’s chest whenever I could. Eventually, I cleared my throat.
“Could you touch me?”
“What?”
“Just so I still know you’re there.”
His palm came to rest on my shoulder, his thumb digging into one of the tense, painfully rigid muscles of my upper back, forcing it to soften. “Good?”
“Yes, thank you.”
He hummed. “You’re scared.”
“Yes.”
“Me, too.”
This caused my resolve to falter. “Maybe we should turn around after all,” I said quietly. “Who knows how much longer—”
“Look.”
I perked up. Before us, the tunnel grew wider, opening into a large, spacious room. We picked up our pace, tackling the remaining distance in a light jog, and finally found ourselves standing in another hall. The beam of light traveled the floor and high walls, revealing a sight that took our breath away. We were standing in front of another lake, only slightly smaller than the last. The water glittered in violet hues and strange, pale plants climbed up the walls, some of them looking rather like starfish. Multiple rocky protrusions formed an almost complete bridge across its middle. With a bit of light climbing, we'd undoubtedly be able to get to the other side. Wordlessly, Elijah Carter swung himself up onto the platform closest to the edge of the water, pulling me up after him. The flashlight switched hands a couple times as we maneuvered ourselves along.
Soon, we reached the middle of the lake. I risked a glance at the water below. All was still and perfectly quiet. Eli was about to take on the next rock when suddenly, I felt something heavy and gooey drip onto my head from above. I flinched, then slowly pointed the torch up to the ceiling. My stomach dropped. My throat had turned paper-dry, and I frantically tugged on Eli’s arm. He tipped his head back, following my pointing finger. His eyes blew wide and his face fell.
There was a creature clinging to the high walls, its pale, enormous body describing a streamline curve as it pressed itself against the hollowed stone. The closest thing I can compare it to would be a sort of olm, except probably a hundred times larger. Its snout looked large enough to swallow either of us whole. It hung open, secreting a thick fluid that slowly dripped down to hit the rocks or create ripples upon the water. Its blind eyes seemed to be trained on us, and I could spot tiny, sharp teeth lining its maw. It wasn’t moving, not even an inch, but somehow, I knew it was aware of us.
I looked up at Elijah, the panic in his eyes mirroring mine. Both of us had freezed up mid-motion, not daring to take another step. My mind was running wild; I was thinking feverishly. We’d have to turn around for sure, but how? The olm was already highly alert, if we were to start scrambling back to solid ground, it would undoubtedly hear us straight away. Eli looked equal parts terrified and furious, and I could tell he was scolding himself for not thinking to check the entirety of the room before proceeding across the lake. I could understand the sentiment, we’d definitely made a grave mistake. I figured it had been the misleading beauty of the cave hall that had taken our edge off. Glancing over into the direction we’d come from, I found myself wishing to be back in the endless dark corridor. The entrance to the passage seemed miles away.
The olm lifted a three-toed foot, shifting its massive form to a lower spot on the wall. It was taking a tentative step towards us, extending its snout as its body bent into our direction. Elijah had grabbed onto my arm, his fingers clamping around it like a vice. He stayed silent and unmoving, but he held my gaze with clear, sharp eyes.
“Don’t move,” I mouthed, and he gave me a curt nod.
Slowly, I reached around to push my shirt out of the way of my unfurling tentacles. Elijah took a quiet step back to make room for my changing form, something of a resolute expression settling on his face. I opened my mouth, relieved when my teeth acted according to my will and elongated. I didn’t know to what extent I would be able to defend against this absolute giant of an amphibian, but at least it would give us a chance. I took a deep breath, trading glances with Eli once more before darting off to the side, bounding onto the platform next to our current one. Elijah followed suit, grabbing onto one of the limbs I extended to him for support. Despite the swiftness of our movements, we were anything but quiet, and the olm reacted in an instant. It slithered down from the wall, sinking into the lake below to make its way to the rocks we were standing on. As we headed for the next stone, it darted out of the water, splashing wildly as its snout breached the surface. Its jaws snapped at us, missing me by a mere foot as I jumped across the gap between the protrusions. Droplets flew as the creature dropped once more, but instead of retreating, it swam around the platform. Its massive, snake-like body was bobbing up and down as it circled us.
“Oh fuck,” Elijah breathed, his chest heaving. “Keep going! Move, move!”
I took a short running start, then flung myself onto the next rock, using my extra limbs to land safely. I then helped him cross again. The olm rose from the depths of the lake once again, and I lashed at it with one of my tentacles, hitting it on the snout and forcing it to dive underwater again. We kept working our way back towards the other side of the lake, slipping and sliding as we went. The water surrounding us seemed to hum with unrestrained energy, the white salamander’s tail whipping up waves and splashing around. We were finally getting close to solid ground again, or at least it looked like we were for a moment. That’s when the creature took a massive leap, draping itself over the final stepping stone, effectively blocking our path.
“Shit,” Eli hissed beside me as we came to a skittering halt.
I’d have to try and fight this thing. There was no way around it now. I clenched my sweat-laced palms into fist, trying to slow my rapid, shallow breaths. I can do this, I said to myself. All I’d have to do is send it back into the lake for long enough so we could run back into the tunnel. There was no way the olm would fit through the passage—once we were in there, we’d be relatively safe. I stared at the dripping, writhing animal; stared at its bared needle teeth, and the less hopeful, more realistic part of my brain told me that I would, indeed, probably not be able to do this. Just as I was contemplating the degree of our screwed-ness, an unseen someone called out from behind us. I didn’t understand a word they were saying, but I recognized the language, and more importantly, the voice.
It was bright as a bell, girlish but with a rough, warm edge. Even before I could turn to face her, I knew who it was.
The gigantic amphibian perked up at the sound, lowering its head and withdrawing into the murky depths with a splash. Elijah Carter let go of a long-held breath, dropping his shoulders before tensing up again, realization setting in. He shot me a look of utter disbelief.
“Wow,” the newcomer spoke up again, this time not in the tongue of the deep ones. “You two have to be actually crazy or something to show up here.”
X
1
2: deadbeat roommate
3: creepy crush
4: relocation
5: beach concert
6: First date
7: Temp work
8: roommate talk
9: a dismal worldview
10: warehouse
11: staircase
12: explanation
13: hurt
14: hospital
15: ocean
16: diner
17: government work
18: something in the caves
19: shopping cart
2023.06.01 00:41 stevieivory Why do I wish for my close people to mess up so I could scream at them?
I’m a very calm person, I never scream nor have explosive emotions. It’s quite the opposite really. When something goes wrong I tend to become quiet, close up into myself and take on the role of victim. If I feel too hurt or offended I respond with sarcasm or cry with anger. I’m very empathetic and understanding so usually when people hurt me I can see the situation from their point of view as well and understand.
Lately I noticed that sometimes I “wish” for people around me to make an enormous unforgivable mistake (although I love them and I would hate for our relationship to be ruined) so that I could scream at them from the top of my lungs and tell them how much they’ve messed up. I traced this pattern back to my childhood. I sometimes have dreams about having this strong reaction with my partnefamily/friends and those dreams are pretty intense.
I would like to know where this comes from. Could it be something unresolved from the childhood? Am I suppressing my feelings/emotions? Am I just a bit too dramatic? I don’t know which way to go to heal this part of myself and I’d be grateful for any kind of help from people who might have experienced the same thing. 🧡
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Lately I noticed that sometimes I “wish” for people around me to make an enormous unforgivable mistake (although I love them and I would hate for our relationship to be ruined) so that I could scream at them from the top of my lungs and tell them how much they’ve messed up. I traced this pattern back to my childhood. I sometimes have dreams about having this strong reaction with my partnefamily/friends and those dreams are pretty intense.
I would like to know where this comes from. Could it be something unresolved from the childhood? Am I suppressing my feelings/emotions? Am I just a bit too dramatic? I don’t know which way to go to heal this part of myself and I’d be grateful for any kind of help from people who might have experienced the same thing. 🧡
2023.06.01 00:41 welp-suicide-watch One last thing before I go…
Completely forgot to ad this to my first post 😅 my bad completely, you thought that was the worst part? Thought wrong sadly, I wish I had the guts to kill myself I know everyone would be much fucking happier with me not here (even family) but so far I have failed at every corner, not to say I haven’t tried though. I kinda stopped for the most part after the rope snapped which made me hate my body as well (yay)
Edit: I realise the title implies that I’m going for good, it does not and I in no way intended it to sound that way.
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Edit: I realise the title implies that I’m going for good, it does not and I in no way intended it to sound that way.
2023.06.01 00:40 RealAd1811 How do I find career direction?
I am 30F. I have a history of working in customer service and light supply chain. I have a BA in Communications.
When I picked my degree I was excited to do work like marketing, technical writing, grant writing, communications, editing, etc. I graduated 2020 and the job market was awful and I didn’t find anything, got laid off my customer service job, accepted a sales support job,m that quickly turned into a supply chain support job, and I did that for two years. I panicked as I hit financial hardship and applied to many jobs and landed one as a supply chain support rep/customer ops coordinator. It’s basically the same job I did at my first company but with better tools. They promised me a future in supply chain, which I thought I wanted because it made sense with my progression, but now I’m not sure.
All I want out of a job is nice pay and a good work life balance and to be respected for my work. I will work hard all day but I’d prefer to leave work at work. I’m naturally introverted and get drained around too many others and don’t enjoy a lot of small talk. I’m very quiet and thoughtful as well as detail oriented and organized. People I’ve worked with will probably say I am calm, very quiet, nice, extremely organized, efficient, detail oriented, dependable, accurate, awkward if they’re being honest.
I’ve thought up so many careers: -salesforce administrator -UX designer -business analyst -project manager -customer service manager -marketing -data analyst
I do prefer office work I believe, I don’t ever want to be on my feet for 40 hours again. Customer service can be stressful, though, constantly dealing with fires.
I need to get my head on straight and pick a direction. I don’t have any technical skills besides MO, SAP, and JDE mostly.
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When I picked my degree I was excited to do work like marketing, technical writing, grant writing, communications, editing, etc. I graduated 2020 and the job market was awful and I didn’t find anything, got laid off my customer service job, accepted a sales support job,m that quickly turned into a supply chain support job, and I did that for two years. I panicked as I hit financial hardship and applied to many jobs and landed one as a supply chain support rep/customer ops coordinator. It’s basically the same job I did at my first company but with better tools. They promised me a future in supply chain, which I thought I wanted because it made sense with my progression, but now I’m not sure.
All I want out of a job is nice pay and a good work life balance and to be respected for my work. I will work hard all day but I’d prefer to leave work at work. I’m naturally introverted and get drained around too many others and don’t enjoy a lot of small talk. I’m very quiet and thoughtful as well as detail oriented and organized. People I’ve worked with will probably say I am calm, very quiet, nice, extremely organized, efficient, detail oriented, dependable, accurate, awkward if they’re being honest.
I’ve thought up so many careers: -salesforce administrator -UX designer -business analyst -project manager -customer service manager -marketing -data analyst
I do prefer office work I believe, I don’t ever want to be on my feet for 40 hours again. Customer service can be stressful, though, constantly dealing with fires.
I need to get my head on straight and pick a direction. I don’t have any technical skills besides MO, SAP, and JDE mostly.
2023.06.01 00:40 Gloomius The Long War's Newcomers; Dracula's Trial: Persona Non Grata (Chapter 5)
Hello again!
This one took longer to get out, not because it was a harder chapter for me to write or anything like that, but because I forgot to post and was busy writing the main story anyways. Challenge me on that, I dare you.
Nothing else really to say. Join the discord.
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Fries dragged himself towards the LZs, hoping that someone had somehow waited for him. He could see the area where the dropship had been landed and the troops gathered by the amount of insectoid bodies littering the area. Among them, he could see a shattered CEVA helmet on the ground, the operator or suit nowhere nearby.
He approached slowly, keeping his rifle up and trained on the bodies if they got back up. He went straight for the helmet, picking it up and inspecting it once he reached it. There was a hole in the faceplate and no exit wound, though there was blood, skull fragmentation, and brain matter on both the back of the helmet and faceplate.
“Shit…” Fries muttered, shaking his head as he set the helmet down. He was about to check the area more when his audio sensors picked up hissing in the air.
Fries dove for cover behind the body of one of the insectoids, being sure to cover the breach in his suit. While the mechanical pressurization of the main suit hadn’t been compromised, a blast to the flesh could still prove fatal to the ODST.
He waited for an impact that never came, and instead watched as two Kxa’vara transports flew overhead.
“Well, that ain’t somethin’ we were briefed on…” He mused to himself, standing up and starting to run in the direction he had watched the craft go in. He slung his rifle onto his back and turned up the mechanical assistance in the suit, allowing him to run at an incredible speed for an incredibly long period of time.
He followed in the direction of the craft for what felt like an hour, the suit feeding him nearly pure oxygen to continue at the pace he was at, until he suddenly stopped upon seeing where the two craft were hovering. In the side of a rock face a kilometer or two out that extended around 150 feet into there air, he could make out clay and rock “houses” either carved out of the rock or built up with the clay. He used the suit’s zoom function to scope the place out. Outside of the houses though, Fries couldn’t see anybody or anything. The two ships hovered above it, but there was nothing moving around.
Finally thinking he had enough information, Fries attached a suppressor to his rifle and started moving forward. He had barely gotten four steps forward when he saw more of the insectoid creatures. They were out at the “houses” trying to climb up and reach the dropship. He could make out the tracings of kinetic-plasma fire. He started running towards the “town” before he noticed six or so of the bugs coming towards him.
Without hesitation this time, he raised his rifle and cut them apart, their hard carapaces completely ineffective against the armor-penetrating 4.5x49mm rounds from the ODST’s weapon. He continued forward, reloading his rifle and checking his underbarrel launcher for a round. He wasn’t sure what his plan was, but it involved something with a Kxa’vara ship.
He had run about 100 meters before the next batch of bugs came at him, this time much closer than beforehand. The first one immediately lunged at him and caught his right arm’s utility spike to the skull, going limp as soon as he removed the spike from the skull. The next two creatures caught .388 SP pistol rounds to their heads as they approached, Fries opting to leave his rifle for later engagements. The last one also jumped at him, but was caught by the ODST mid air, slammed onto the ground, and had its head stomped in by a boot.
Fries exhaled sharply while looking at his handiwork before quickly running off in the same direction again, this time at a much faster pace than before. It only took him a few minutes to be within 200 meters of the two craft, which had seemingly not noticed him, despite the ever-growing horde of bugs behind him.
It looked as if there was a closed entrance to the “town”, mainly as there was a large gate surrounded by twenty-foot rock faces. He quickly looked behind him to see where the horde was before he gritted his teeth and jumped, firing his jumpjets as he leapt up. He extended his spike and jammed it into the wall, settling his feet into cracks and divots before pushing off again and firing the jumpjets again. He repeated this process a few times before making it to the top and climbing up to look at the situation.
The two transports were hovering about forty meters away, above the residence area and dumping fire into the bugs below them. He could see right away that Kinetic-Plasma was much less useful against the bugs than his bullets, but they also had infinitely more bullets to fire than he did.
With some semblance of a plan starting to come together in his head, he pulled a disruptor grenade off of his kit and armed it, having the suit start to calculate where he’d have to throw it to hit the first ship. As soon as it was locked in, the suit took complete control over his arm, waiting for Fries’ signal.
He let the suit do its thing and watched as the disruptor grenade flew through the air towards the craft. He regained control of his arm and brought his rifle up, bringing his right arm to the trigger of the underbarrel launcher. As soon as he watched the grenade flash away the enemy’s shields, he fired a 40mm grenade at the gravitational stabilizer he could see. The side of the craft was engulfed in smoke as the HEDP round exploded on contact with the ship’s hull.
Almost immediately, the ship listed to the side, unable to maintain attitude control from the loss of the stabilizer. Fries immediately switched targets and began thinking of what to do for the other transport. His rangefinder gave the range as 43 meters, and Fries’ mind immediately went to a “solution”.
He had another 71 meters per second of fuel left, around eight seconds of hover time in this gravity, or just around enough to get him into the craft.
Taking a deep breath, Fries took a runup before jumping off the ledge he was on and fired the jumpjets, accelerating himself towards the transport. He knew that the energy shields would stop bullets, but they wouldn’t stop him. He extended his utility spike and cranked the arm back, preparing to jam it into the ship’s hull. As soon as he hit the side, he stabbed his arm in, the spike piercing all the way through until his fist hit the craft. He quickly pulled his handgun out and aimed towards the opened door to his right. Surprisingly, nobody came to look at him, as they were too surprised to watch their comrades’ craft go down.
Without warning, the ship tilted over and flew over to support the downed aircraft as insectoid creatures swarmed towards it. Fries sank in closer to the craft as they moved, trying to make sure he was able to stay onboard. It quickly leveled out over the wreck, the gunners at the doors opening up on the approaching horde. The ODST spared no time and crawled along the hull towards the door, the distance seeming an incredibly long 6 feet away. Using his spike and the “hand”holds on the craft, he made it to a point where he could leave his left arm spiked in and still lean into the cabin.
There were two Vakasi on mounted guns firing out of the door opposite him. In the cockpit, a Volaxin and Jokall sat at the sticks, the latter’s scaled, bat-like wings stopping him from seeing further in. He had just drawn his handgun to shoot at the two gunners when he heard one of the pilots yell out, his shields immediately flaring up as a few rounds from the Volaxin’s KP handgun impacted him.
Recognizing the immediate threat, Fries put a bullet into the skull of the pilot. He took note of the bullet tearing its way through his skull and out the glass cockpit as he leaned in further, using the remaining fuel in his jumpjets to give him enough force to remove his left arm from the hull and push into the cabin.
Neither of the two Vakasi had enough time to turn around and raise their weapons before Fries had kicked the first one out, immediately turning on the other one and putting a bullet into his chest/neck carapace. His shields flared again as another round struck him. He quickly whipped around, ducking to the side and raising his pistol towards the cockpit.
The HUD quickly flashed a 46% warning as a few more KP rounds passed nearby the ODST, initiating the shield sensors.
He fired a few rounds at where he assumed the Jokall was, the bullets failing to penetrate the metal wall separating the cabin from the cockpit. Knowing that neither of them could currently shoot each other with the weapons they had out without coming through the door gap, he holstered his pistol and raised his rifle, aiming at the same spot on the metal wall as before. He fired six times into it, knowing he had successfully penetrated the wall when the ship suddenly listed forward. Quickly moving into the cockpit, he pulled the nearest body away from the controls and off their chair, immediately putting himself in control.
Unlike what he was hoping for, it wasn’t controlled by a joystick, but instead a floating sphere. It had holes in it like a bowling ball and glowing lines snaking across it, the ODST able to see no reason for them other than aesthetic purposes.
He grabbed onto the sphere and pulled back, failing to do anything other than partially pull the sphere out of the “gravity track” it was in. He attempted to pull up by rotating the ball towards himself, immediately causing the craft to snap its nose up to almost the exact degree he had just rotated the sphere to at incredible speeds.
He let out a small yelp as he started to rapidly lose altitude, the engines seemingly powered off suddenly.
He rotated the ball again, trying to level the craft out, but wound up tilting too far to the side. The sudden shift caused him to lose grip on the ball and brush one of the lines on it. The craft immediately accelerated towards where the nose was pointing; just below the horizon. He grabbed hold of the ball again, now somewhat having an idea of what to do.
He was about to start angling the craft when the starboard side caught something and threw him out of the seat, twisting the craft out of position and sending it to the ground. Fries had already curled himself into a ball as much as the ECS would allow, the suit’s thick armor keeping him from getting as tight as he wanted to be.
He uncurled and stood before the craft had even come to a stop, trying to find a good standing position to fight from while standing on the side of the glass canopy of the transport. Clearly, the craft had stayed on its side during the crash. He brought his rifle to his shoulder and started moving towards the door.
Almost immediately he could hear the skittering of legs on metal, and two of the smaller insectoids dropped into the cabin. Wasting no time, he brought the rifle up and shot them, moving out of the cockpit and pulling himself out of the cabin and on top of the craft.
He looked around and froze up, immediately seeing that the craft was surrounded by insectoids. In front of him, two large bugs looked at him. They towered above everything else, being an easy 12 feet in height.
While he was trying to think of his next course of action, he realized that the bugs were not advancing on him. They were all holding around 30 meters out from the wreck.
“Well? Come on then!” He yelled out, putting a fresh magazine into his rifle.
Still, the creatures didn’t move. He kept his eyes on the big ones, waiting to see if they would make the first move.
“Computer, recharge shielding. Prepare to use shields to counter direct hand-to-hand impacts.” He whispered in his helmet, using the time they were paused to ready himself for one final engagement.
He almost opened fire as he saw the two big creatures shift. However, they moved off to the side instead of towards him, though none of the smaller ones did anything. He was trying to gauge what they were doing when he noticed a creature, one he would hesitate to call “humanoid” but definitely bipedal, tentatively approaching past the big creatures.
It was still some thirty meters away when the ODST zeroed his rifle onto it. He restrained himself from pulling the trigger, but instead used his suit’s imaging systems to get a better look at the creature.
Surprisingly, it was very familiar in a vague part of his mind. Though he was sure he hadn’t seen one of these before, something told him that it was very familiar.
“Computer… bring up helmetcam footage of March 27th, 23:47…” He muttered, trying to pay attention to both the creatures around him and the HUD footage.
He watched through the footage, still keeping his rifle on the slowly approaching creature. He had nearly given up on finding anything and shutting off the video when he noticed something that again nearly made him shoot the creature.
He watched as he entered Zeta Zero, the ship’s main meltdown runaway room, where four CEVA Marines were guarding the door, two inside and two outside. A scientist and a medical officer were also inside, also wearing EVA suits. In the middle of the room, strapped down to a medical bed with metal clamps, was the empath.
The empath was a bit different from the creature now only 20 meters away, but they were most certainly the same creature.
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This one took longer to get out, not because it was a harder chapter for me to write or anything like that, but because I forgot to post and was busy writing the main story anyways. Challenge me on that, I dare you.
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Fries dragged himself towards the LZs, hoping that someone had somehow waited for him. He could see the area where the dropship had been landed and the troops gathered by the amount of insectoid bodies littering the area. Among them, he could see a shattered CEVA helmet on the ground, the operator or suit nowhere nearby.
He approached slowly, keeping his rifle up and trained on the bodies if they got back up. He went straight for the helmet, picking it up and inspecting it once he reached it. There was a hole in the faceplate and no exit wound, though there was blood, skull fragmentation, and brain matter on both the back of the helmet and faceplate.
“Shit…” Fries muttered, shaking his head as he set the helmet down. He was about to check the area more when his audio sensors picked up hissing in the air.
Fries dove for cover behind the body of one of the insectoids, being sure to cover the breach in his suit. While the mechanical pressurization of the main suit hadn’t been compromised, a blast to the flesh could still prove fatal to the ODST.
He waited for an impact that never came, and instead watched as two Kxa’vara transports flew overhead.
“Well, that ain’t somethin’ we were briefed on…” He mused to himself, standing up and starting to run in the direction he had watched the craft go in. He slung his rifle onto his back and turned up the mechanical assistance in the suit, allowing him to run at an incredible speed for an incredibly long period of time.
He followed in the direction of the craft for what felt like an hour, the suit feeding him nearly pure oxygen to continue at the pace he was at, until he suddenly stopped upon seeing where the two craft were hovering. In the side of a rock face a kilometer or two out that extended around 150 feet into there air, he could make out clay and rock “houses” either carved out of the rock or built up with the clay. He used the suit’s zoom function to scope the place out. Outside of the houses though, Fries couldn’t see anybody or anything. The two ships hovered above it, but there was nothing moving around.
Finally thinking he had enough information, Fries attached a suppressor to his rifle and started moving forward. He had barely gotten four steps forward when he saw more of the insectoid creatures. They were out at the “houses” trying to climb up and reach the dropship. He could make out the tracings of kinetic-plasma fire. He started running towards the “town” before he noticed six or so of the bugs coming towards him.
Without hesitation this time, he raised his rifle and cut them apart, their hard carapaces completely ineffective against the armor-penetrating 4.5x49mm rounds from the ODST’s weapon. He continued forward, reloading his rifle and checking his underbarrel launcher for a round. He wasn’t sure what his plan was, but it involved something with a Kxa’vara ship.
He had run about 100 meters before the next batch of bugs came at him, this time much closer than beforehand. The first one immediately lunged at him and caught his right arm’s utility spike to the skull, going limp as soon as he removed the spike from the skull. The next two creatures caught .388 SP pistol rounds to their heads as they approached, Fries opting to leave his rifle for later engagements. The last one also jumped at him, but was caught by the ODST mid air, slammed onto the ground, and had its head stomped in by a boot.
Fries exhaled sharply while looking at his handiwork before quickly running off in the same direction again, this time at a much faster pace than before. It only took him a few minutes to be within 200 meters of the two craft, which had seemingly not noticed him, despite the ever-growing horde of bugs behind him.
It looked as if there was a closed entrance to the “town”, mainly as there was a large gate surrounded by twenty-foot rock faces. He quickly looked behind him to see where the horde was before he gritted his teeth and jumped, firing his jumpjets as he leapt up. He extended his spike and jammed it into the wall, settling his feet into cracks and divots before pushing off again and firing the jumpjets again. He repeated this process a few times before making it to the top and climbing up to look at the situation.
The two transports were hovering about forty meters away, above the residence area and dumping fire into the bugs below them. He could see right away that Kinetic-Plasma was much less useful against the bugs than his bullets, but they also had infinitely more bullets to fire than he did.
With some semblance of a plan starting to come together in his head, he pulled a disruptor grenade off of his kit and armed it, having the suit start to calculate where he’d have to throw it to hit the first ship. As soon as it was locked in, the suit took complete control over his arm, waiting for Fries’ signal.
He let the suit do its thing and watched as the disruptor grenade flew through the air towards the craft. He regained control of his arm and brought his rifle up, bringing his right arm to the trigger of the underbarrel launcher. As soon as he watched the grenade flash away the enemy’s shields, he fired a 40mm grenade at the gravitational stabilizer he could see. The side of the craft was engulfed in smoke as the HEDP round exploded on contact with the ship’s hull.
Almost immediately, the ship listed to the side, unable to maintain attitude control from the loss of the stabilizer. Fries immediately switched targets and began thinking of what to do for the other transport. His rangefinder gave the range as 43 meters, and Fries’ mind immediately went to a “solution”.
He had another 71 meters per second of fuel left, around eight seconds of hover time in this gravity, or just around enough to get him into the craft.
Taking a deep breath, Fries took a runup before jumping off the ledge he was on and fired the jumpjets, accelerating himself towards the transport. He knew that the energy shields would stop bullets, but they wouldn’t stop him. He extended his utility spike and cranked the arm back, preparing to jam it into the ship’s hull. As soon as he hit the side, he stabbed his arm in, the spike piercing all the way through until his fist hit the craft. He quickly pulled his handgun out and aimed towards the opened door to his right. Surprisingly, nobody came to look at him, as they were too surprised to watch their comrades’ craft go down.
Without warning, the ship tilted over and flew over to support the downed aircraft as insectoid creatures swarmed towards it. Fries sank in closer to the craft as they moved, trying to make sure he was able to stay onboard. It quickly leveled out over the wreck, the gunners at the doors opening up on the approaching horde. The ODST spared no time and crawled along the hull towards the door, the distance seeming an incredibly long 6 feet away. Using his spike and the “hand”holds on the craft, he made it to a point where he could leave his left arm spiked in and still lean into the cabin.
There were two Vakasi on mounted guns firing out of the door opposite him. In the cockpit, a Volaxin and Jokall sat at the sticks, the latter’s scaled, bat-like wings stopping him from seeing further in. He had just drawn his handgun to shoot at the two gunners when he heard one of the pilots yell out, his shields immediately flaring up as a few rounds from the Volaxin’s KP handgun impacted him.
Recognizing the immediate threat, Fries put a bullet into the skull of the pilot. He took note of the bullet tearing its way through his skull and out the glass cockpit as he leaned in further, using the remaining fuel in his jumpjets to give him enough force to remove his left arm from the hull and push into the cabin.
Neither of the two Vakasi had enough time to turn around and raise their weapons before Fries had kicked the first one out, immediately turning on the other one and putting a bullet into his chest/neck carapace. His shields flared again as another round struck him. He quickly whipped around, ducking to the side and raising his pistol towards the cockpit.
The HUD quickly flashed a 46% warning as a few more KP rounds passed nearby the ODST, initiating the shield sensors.
He fired a few rounds at where he assumed the Jokall was, the bullets failing to penetrate the metal wall separating the cabin from the cockpit. Knowing that neither of them could currently shoot each other with the weapons they had out without coming through the door gap, he holstered his pistol and raised his rifle, aiming at the same spot on the metal wall as before. He fired six times into it, knowing he had successfully penetrated the wall when the ship suddenly listed forward. Quickly moving into the cockpit, he pulled the nearest body away from the controls and off their chair, immediately putting himself in control.
Unlike what he was hoping for, it wasn’t controlled by a joystick, but instead a floating sphere. It had holes in it like a bowling ball and glowing lines snaking across it, the ODST able to see no reason for them other than aesthetic purposes.
He grabbed onto the sphere and pulled back, failing to do anything other than partially pull the sphere out of the “gravity track” it was in. He attempted to pull up by rotating the ball towards himself, immediately causing the craft to snap its nose up to almost the exact degree he had just rotated the sphere to at incredible speeds.
He let out a small yelp as he started to rapidly lose altitude, the engines seemingly powered off suddenly.
He rotated the ball again, trying to level the craft out, but wound up tilting too far to the side. The sudden shift caused him to lose grip on the ball and brush one of the lines on it. The craft immediately accelerated towards where the nose was pointing; just below the horizon. He grabbed hold of the ball again, now somewhat having an idea of what to do.
He was about to start angling the craft when the starboard side caught something and threw him out of the seat, twisting the craft out of position and sending it to the ground. Fries had already curled himself into a ball as much as the ECS would allow, the suit’s thick armor keeping him from getting as tight as he wanted to be.
He uncurled and stood before the craft had even come to a stop, trying to find a good standing position to fight from while standing on the side of the glass canopy of the transport. Clearly, the craft had stayed on its side during the crash. He brought his rifle to his shoulder and started moving towards the door.
Almost immediately he could hear the skittering of legs on metal, and two of the smaller insectoids dropped into the cabin. Wasting no time, he brought the rifle up and shot them, moving out of the cockpit and pulling himself out of the cabin and on top of the craft.
He looked around and froze up, immediately seeing that the craft was surrounded by insectoids. In front of him, two large bugs looked at him. They towered above everything else, being an easy 12 feet in height.
While he was trying to think of his next course of action, he realized that the bugs were not advancing on him. They were all holding around 30 meters out from the wreck.
“Well? Come on then!” He yelled out, putting a fresh magazine into his rifle.
Still, the creatures didn’t move. He kept his eyes on the big ones, waiting to see if they would make the first move.
“Computer, recharge shielding. Prepare to use shields to counter direct hand-to-hand impacts.” He whispered in his helmet, using the time they were paused to ready himself for one final engagement.
He almost opened fire as he saw the two big creatures shift. However, they moved off to the side instead of towards him, though none of the smaller ones did anything. He was trying to gauge what they were doing when he noticed a creature, one he would hesitate to call “humanoid” but definitely bipedal, tentatively approaching past the big creatures.
It was still some thirty meters away when the ODST zeroed his rifle onto it. He restrained himself from pulling the trigger, but instead used his suit’s imaging systems to get a better look at the creature.
Surprisingly, it was very familiar in a vague part of his mind. Though he was sure he hadn’t seen one of these before, something told him that it was very familiar.
“Computer… bring up helmetcam footage of March 27th, 23:47…” He muttered, trying to pay attention to both the creatures around him and the HUD footage.
He watched through the footage, still keeping his rifle on the slowly approaching creature. He had nearly given up on finding anything and shutting off the video when he noticed something that again nearly made him shoot the creature.
He watched as he entered Zeta Zero, the ship’s main meltdown runaway room, where four CEVA Marines were guarding the door, two inside and two outside. A scientist and a medical officer were also inside, also wearing EVA suits. In the middle of the room, strapped down to a medical bed with metal clamps, was the empath.
The empath was a bit different from the creature now only 20 meters away, but they were most certainly the same creature.
2023.06.01 00:40 jaydalogar My ex randomly messaged me last month
I got out of a toxic relationship around a year and a half ago and have been missing my ex a lot lately, I've also seen her with another guy which hurt for me to see.
I see her around as we live close to each other, we first together 7 years ago but I broke it off as I found out she was engaged to someone else. During that time she got divorced and I stupidly took her back a few years later, she did admit to being in multiple relationships and talking to other guys since then.
But I broke it off a year and a half ago We got close and had some nice moments but I kept noticing how open she is with other guys and how she'd claim that every other guy was interested in her, she kept pushing me for marriage and kept blaming me for moving too slow just because I didn't want to rush in to marriage.
Everytime we'd argue about it, she would always say that it's my fault that things are moving slow and that she doesn't like being with someone who can't commit.
She would always say how she wants someone who loves her more than she loves themselves, that's not normal right?? And She always used to say that she wanted me to open up to her and tell her how I feel and that I can talk to her about anything if I'm ever upset.
So I did when I mentioned that I didn't like how open she is with other guys, she said that she didn't want to be with anyone that's insecure just like her ex husband was (even though she'd already cheated on her ex husband with me which was unknown to me at the time, so he had a reason to feel insecure).
I don't get why she'd tell me to talk to her about anything then end up throwing it back in my face! I told her I'm not happy so we agreed to end it, I was confused at first cos she used to tell me that she misses me everyday and after that conversation she ended up blocking me off everything at the startwhich I thought was childish.
After we broke up she messaged me on Christmas day saying: 'I just wanted to message you to say that I hope you’re okay and that I feel as though I’m ready to stay as friends with you if that’s what you wanted.. I didn’t think I would ever be able to say that we could stay as friends but I feel like I’m in a good place and I know everything has worked out for the best and I would be really happy to have you as a friend But if you don’t want to hear from me that’s okay too just let me know x' I did reply to her saying that I don't think it's a good idea and I wished her well. She just replied with a simple 'that's fine no worries x'.
I'm trying to not think about her messaging me, but I feel like I was really getting in to the healing process and was really focused on other aspects of my life such as my career. I know I deserve better but I see her quite often as we live near one another and I can't help but still feel hurt and a part of me still misses her. We were quite sexually active together and i think thats whats making me miss her more.
I do feel like I have enough anger for the way she treated me to be able to ignore her. I do still feel angry over the situation, not sure if that's normal or not. I have my own auto detailing business which I run on the side of my career and on the weekend, I have a social media page for it and I have set it as a public profile because it is only for business content and I never put anything personal on it.
In the past when we'd argue, she'd always say that if we broke up it would be my loss.
I sometimes feel sad as I'm alone and haven't dated anyone since her, I often see her around and feel as though I miss her but I know those feelings are only from loneliness so I have every intention of staying away from her.
I've tried keeping myself distracted by focusing on my career and business, she has tried messaging me a couple months back by sending some charity chain messages although they could be her way of breadcrumbing? I always see her around as we live near one another, there were times where I used to try and get her attention because I missed her but now I just feel angry because I feel like I let her get away with a lot.
I saw her around 6 months ago and she saw me too and she messaged straight after saying 'hope your good', i don't understand why would she do that I keep seeing her around and I know deep down I know I shouldn't let her get away with treating me do badly, I miss her and sometimes feel stuck.
A couple of days ago I seen someone that looks like her with another guy but couldn't tell if it was actually her as it was from a distance, I don't know why I'm overthinking it but I think thats whats making me miss her more.
I miss her but I know it's only because I have a trauma bond with her, I've only began to realise how much I let her get away with and it's making me angry to think that she seems as though she can go and live a normal life after treating me like that.
She had randomly text me last month saying 'Hi! Do you want your white cap back? It's just that it's in my wardrobe and I never wear it, you might actually get some wear out of it!'.
She also messaged me 3 days after to say 'Happy Eid, hope you had a amazing day'. (For context, eid is a religious holiday that both me and her celebrate).
I found it odd that she'd message me twice in the same week but hasn't said anything after, we do usually see each other around but she's never messaged this often not even a birthday message or new years etc. Is this a form of manipulation?
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I see her around as we live close to each other, we first together 7 years ago but I broke it off as I found out she was engaged to someone else. During that time she got divorced and I stupidly took her back a few years later, she did admit to being in multiple relationships and talking to other guys since then.
But I broke it off a year and a half ago We got close and had some nice moments but I kept noticing how open she is with other guys and how she'd claim that every other guy was interested in her, she kept pushing me for marriage and kept blaming me for moving too slow just because I didn't want to rush in to marriage.
Everytime we'd argue about it, she would always say that it's my fault that things are moving slow and that she doesn't like being with someone who can't commit.
She would always say how she wants someone who loves her more than she loves themselves, that's not normal right?? And She always used to say that she wanted me to open up to her and tell her how I feel and that I can talk to her about anything if I'm ever upset.
So I did when I mentioned that I didn't like how open she is with other guys, she said that she didn't want to be with anyone that's insecure just like her ex husband was (even though she'd already cheated on her ex husband with me which was unknown to me at the time, so he had a reason to feel insecure).
I don't get why she'd tell me to talk to her about anything then end up throwing it back in my face! I told her I'm not happy so we agreed to end it, I was confused at first cos she used to tell me that she misses me everyday and after that conversation she ended up blocking me off everything at the startwhich I thought was childish.
After we broke up she messaged me on Christmas day saying: 'I just wanted to message you to say that I hope you’re okay and that I feel as though I’m ready to stay as friends with you if that’s what you wanted.. I didn’t think I would ever be able to say that we could stay as friends but I feel like I’m in a good place and I know everything has worked out for the best and I would be really happy to have you as a friend But if you don’t want to hear from me that’s okay too just let me know x' I did reply to her saying that I don't think it's a good idea and I wished her well. She just replied with a simple 'that's fine no worries x'.
I'm trying to not think about her messaging me, but I feel like I was really getting in to the healing process and was really focused on other aspects of my life such as my career. I know I deserve better but I see her quite often as we live near one another and I can't help but still feel hurt and a part of me still misses her. We were quite sexually active together and i think thats whats making me miss her more.
I do feel like I have enough anger for the way she treated me to be able to ignore her. I do still feel angry over the situation, not sure if that's normal or not. I have my own auto detailing business which I run on the side of my career and on the weekend, I have a social media page for it and I have set it as a public profile because it is only for business content and I never put anything personal on it.
In the past when we'd argue, she'd always say that if we broke up it would be my loss.
I sometimes feel sad as I'm alone and haven't dated anyone since her, I often see her around and feel as though I miss her but I know those feelings are only from loneliness so I have every intention of staying away from her.
I've tried keeping myself distracted by focusing on my career and business, she has tried messaging me a couple months back by sending some charity chain messages although they could be her way of breadcrumbing? I always see her around as we live near one another, there were times where I used to try and get her attention because I missed her but now I just feel angry because I feel like I let her get away with a lot.
I saw her around 6 months ago and she saw me too and she messaged straight after saying 'hope your good', i don't understand why would she do that I keep seeing her around and I know deep down I know I shouldn't let her get away with treating me do badly, I miss her and sometimes feel stuck.
A couple of days ago I seen someone that looks like her with another guy but couldn't tell if it was actually her as it was from a distance, I don't know why I'm overthinking it but I think thats whats making me miss her more.
I miss her but I know it's only because I have a trauma bond with her, I've only began to realise how much I let her get away with and it's making me angry to think that she seems as though she can go and live a normal life after treating me like that.
She had randomly text me last month saying 'Hi! Do you want your white cap back? It's just that it's in my wardrobe and I never wear it, you might actually get some wear out of it!'.
She also messaged me 3 days after to say 'Happy Eid, hope you had a amazing day'. (For context, eid is a religious holiday that both me and her celebrate).
I found it odd that she'd message me twice in the same week but hasn't said anything after, we do usually see each other around but she's never messaged this often not even a birthday message or new years etc. Is this a form of manipulation?
2023.06.01 00:39 sketchedCatastrophe Build help, budget ~2-2,500 USD
Hello, I am trying to find a good PC build that would be good for both gaming and streaming. On another subreddit I was suggested to use an AMD Ryzen 7 CPU and a B650 motherboard, but I’m not set in stone with those. I’m trying to keep with dual 16GB of RAM. I’ve decided to buy the parts separately then build it myself (with many tutorials) rather than buy a prebuilt one. I have a preference for AMD.
It doesn’t need to look pretty, I don’t need any fancy lighting aspects on any of the parts. I just need a good place to make sure all the parts are going to fit and work together before I buy them, and help with what parts would be the best without being ridiculously expensive.
Thank you :)
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It doesn’t need to look pretty, I don’t need any fancy lighting aspects on any of the parts. I just need a good place to make sure all the parts are going to fit and work together before I buy them, and help with what parts would be the best without being ridiculously expensive.
Thank you :)
2023.06.01 00:39 jaydalogar Ex randomly messaged me last month M30 F27
I got out of a toxic relationship around a year and a half ago and have been missing my ex a lot lately, I've also seen her with another guy which hurt for me to see.
I see her around as we live close to each other, we first together 7 years ago but I broke it off as I found out she was engaged to someone else. During that time she got divorced and I stupidly took her back a few years later, she did admit to being in multiple relationships and talking to other guys since then.
But I broke it off a year and a half ago We got close and had some nice moments but I kept noticing how open she is with other guys and how she'd claim that every other guy was interested in her, she kept pushing me for marriage and kept blaming me for moving too slow just because I didn't want to rush in to marriage.
Everytime we'd argue about it, she would always say that it's my fault that things are moving slow and that she doesn't like being with someone who can't commit.
She would always say how she wants someone who loves her more than she loves themselves, that's not normal right?? And She always used to say that she wanted me to open up to her and tell her how I feel and that I can talk to her about anything if I'm ever upset.
So I did when I mentioned that I didn't like how open she is with other guys, she said that she didn't want to be with anyone that's insecure just like her ex husband was (even though she'd already cheated on her ex husband with me which was unknown to me at the time, so he had a reason to feel insecure).
I don't get why she'd tell me to talk to her about anything then end up throwing it back in my face! I told her I'm not happy so we agreed to end it, I was confused at first cos she used to tell me that she misses me everyday and after that conversation she ended up blocking me off everything at the startwhich I thought was childish.
After we broke up she messaged me on Christmas day saying: 'I just wanted to message you to say that I hope you’re okay and that I feel as though I’m ready to stay as friends with you if that’s what you wanted.. I didn’t think I would ever be able to say that we could stay as friends but I feel like I’m in a good place and I know everything has worked out for the best and I would be really happy to have you as a friend But if you don’t want to hear from me that’s okay too just let me know x' I did reply to her saying that I don't think it's a good idea and I wished her well. She just replied with a simple 'that's fine no worries x'.
I'm trying to not think about her messaging me, but I feel like I was really getting in to the healing process and was really focused on other aspects of my life such as my career. I know I deserve better but I see her quite often as we live near one another and I can't help but still feel hurt and a part of me still misses her. We were quite sexually active together and i think thats whats making me miss her more.
I do feel like I have enough anger for the way she treated me to be able to ignore her. I do still feel angry over the situation, not sure if that's normal or not. I have my own auto detailing business which I run on the side of my career and on the weekend, I have a social media page for it and I have set it as a public profile because it is only for business content and I never put anything personal on it.
In the past when we'd argue, she'd always say that if we broke up it would be my loss.
I sometimes feel sad as I'm alone and haven't dated anyone since her, I often see her around and feel as though I miss her but I know those feelings are only from loneliness so I have every intention of staying away from her.
I've tried keeping myself distracted by focusing on my career and business, she has tried messaging me a couple months back by sending some charity chain messages although they could be her way of breadcrumbing? I always see her around as we live near one another, there were times where I used to try and get her attention because I missed her but now I just feel angry because I feel like I let her get away with a lot.
I saw her around 6 months ago and she saw me too and she messaged straight after saying 'hope your good', i don't understand why would she do that I keep seeing her around and I know deep down I know I shouldn't let her get away with treating me do badly, I miss her and sometimes feel stuck.
A couple of days ago I seen someone that looks like her with another guy but couldn't tell if it was actually her as it was from a distance, I don't know why I'm overthinking it but I think thats whats making me miss her more.
I miss her but I know it's only because I have a trauma bond with her, I've only began to realise how much I let her get away with and it's making me angry to think that she seems as though she can go and live a normal life after treating me like that.
She had randomly text me last month saying 'Hi! Do you want your white cap back? It's just that it's in my wardrobe and I never wear it, you might actually get some wear out of it!'.
She also messaged me 3 days after to say 'Happy Eid, hope you had a amazing day'. (For context, eid is a religious holiday that both me and her celebrate).
I found it odd that she'd message me twice in the same week but hasn't said anything after, we do usually see each other around but she's never messaged this often not even a birthday message or new years etc. Is this a form of manipulation?
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I see her around as we live close to each other, we first together 7 years ago but I broke it off as I found out she was engaged to someone else. During that time she got divorced and I stupidly took her back a few years later, she did admit to being in multiple relationships and talking to other guys since then.
But I broke it off a year and a half ago We got close and had some nice moments but I kept noticing how open she is with other guys and how she'd claim that every other guy was interested in her, she kept pushing me for marriage and kept blaming me for moving too slow just because I didn't want to rush in to marriage.
Everytime we'd argue about it, she would always say that it's my fault that things are moving slow and that she doesn't like being with someone who can't commit.
She would always say how she wants someone who loves her more than she loves themselves, that's not normal right?? And She always used to say that she wanted me to open up to her and tell her how I feel and that I can talk to her about anything if I'm ever upset.
So I did when I mentioned that I didn't like how open she is with other guys, she said that she didn't want to be with anyone that's insecure just like her ex husband was (even though she'd already cheated on her ex husband with me which was unknown to me at the time, so he had a reason to feel insecure).
I don't get why she'd tell me to talk to her about anything then end up throwing it back in my face! I told her I'm not happy so we agreed to end it, I was confused at first cos she used to tell me that she misses me everyday and after that conversation she ended up blocking me off everything at the startwhich I thought was childish.
After we broke up she messaged me on Christmas day saying: 'I just wanted to message you to say that I hope you’re okay and that I feel as though I’m ready to stay as friends with you if that’s what you wanted.. I didn’t think I would ever be able to say that we could stay as friends but I feel like I’m in a good place and I know everything has worked out for the best and I would be really happy to have you as a friend But if you don’t want to hear from me that’s okay too just let me know x' I did reply to her saying that I don't think it's a good idea and I wished her well. She just replied with a simple 'that's fine no worries x'.
I'm trying to not think about her messaging me, but I feel like I was really getting in to the healing process and was really focused on other aspects of my life such as my career. I know I deserve better but I see her quite often as we live near one another and I can't help but still feel hurt and a part of me still misses her. We were quite sexually active together and i think thats whats making me miss her more.
I do feel like I have enough anger for the way she treated me to be able to ignore her. I do still feel angry over the situation, not sure if that's normal or not. I have my own auto detailing business which I run on the side of my career and on the weekend, I have a social media page for it and I have set it as a public profile because it is only for business content and I never put anything personal on it.
In the past when we'd argue, she'd always say that if we broke up it would be my loss.
I sometimes feel sad as I'm alone and haven't dated anyone since her, I often see her around and feel as though I miss her but I know those feelings are only from loneliness so I have every intention of staying away from her.
I've tried keeping myself distracted by focusing on my career and business, she has tried messaging me a couple months back by sending some charity chain messages although they could be her way of breadcrumbing? I always see her around as we live near one another, there were times where I used to try and get her attention because I missed her but now I just feel angry because I feel like I let her get away with a lot.
I saw her around 6 months ago and she saw me too and she messaged straight after saying 'hope your good', i don't understand why would she do that I keep seeing her around and I know deep down I know I shouldn't let her get away with treating me do badly, I miss her and sometimes feel stuck.
A couple of days ago I seen someone that looks like her with another guy but couldn't tell if it was actually her as it was from a distance, I don't know why I'm overthinking it but I think thats whats making me miss her more.
I miss her but I know it's only because I have a trauma bond with her, I've only began to realise how much I let her get away with and it's making me angry to think that she seems as though she can go and live a normal life after treating me like that.
She had randomly text me last month saying 'Hi! Do you want your white cap back? It's just that it's in my wardrobe and I never wear it, you might actually get some wear out of it!'.
She also messaged me 3 days after to say 'Happy Eid, hope you had a amazing day'. (For context, eid is a religious holiday that both me and her celebrate).
I found it odd that she'd message me twice in the same week but hasn't said anything after, we do usually see each other around but she's never messaged this often not even a birthday message or new years etc. Is this a form of manipulation?
2023.06.01 00:39 oliviapappy I (23 F) got cheated on by my bf (29 m). Should I give him a second chance?
TLDR: My bf DM’d his ex who he hates behind my back and she sent me his messages. He was drunk while he did it. I know that he has a bad relationship with alcohol at the moment and he has promised to stop drinking because even he agreed he wouldn’t have done this sober. Should I leave him, or do I give him an opportunity to make it up to me?
I found out on Sunday. I was eating dinner with my family when I got the infamous “hey girlie” DM. It was his ex (not even his most recent one) that he complained about to me on several occasions. The night in question, he was drunk. He reached out to her via Instagram DMs asking if she blocked her number. He also responded to a pic of her on her story saying “sexy girl”, and when she called him out for being with someone, he said he was but it didn’t matter because he still has always had feelings for her.
We’ve been dating for ~3 months now. The good times have been amazing. He makes me feel loved and respected and cherished more than any other guy I’ve been with. He truly worships the ground I walk on. Hence why this completely blind sided me.
However, we have both navigated through some tough things in that time too. His Dad was recently just in the hospital for 2 months receiving radiation, blood transfusions, and a bone marrow transplant for cancer. I’ve helped him through that and been the best type of support system I could be.
However, he’s been trying to numb the pain of this in very unhealthy ways. He drinks way too much. I’ve told him before that I don’t like the type of person he becomes when he’s drinking. He becomes argumentative, self-loathing, and overall just ruins the entire vibe of the night.
I work as a veterinary nurse about 50 minutes away from where he lives. He is also a general surgery resident. With that said, we spend most days apart due to both of us having very busy schedules. I worry that after this, the trust is so broken between us that I’m not sure how we’ll be able to live our lives going forward.
He has since taken 100% responsibility for his actions and he recognizes that I don’t deserve what he’s done to me. He says he has no idea why he did it in the first place, but especially with the girl he messaged, because he hates her. He has vowed to give up drinking and make healthier decisions, not just for himself, but also because he now sees that it hurts the people he loves.
I really have no idea what to do. I want to believe him when he says this was just senseless and something dumb he did while drunk. I know that he isn’t the person I fell in love with when he drinks. I know that we’ve had so many amazing times together and had a lot to look forward to together. I really want to believe him and part of me is considering giving him a chance to prove to me how serious he is.
But the other part of me doesn’t know that I’ll ever be able to trust him again. I also know that my friends and family wouldn’t approve of me giving him another chance. I’m so deeply hurt by this and my mind is in a million different places.
I feel like this is a lose-lose scenario for me. 1. I leave him over this and miss out on a better version of himself that I know wouldn’t have ever done this to me. Or 2. I give him another chance to make it up to me, at the detriment of my family and friend’s opinions of me.
Do you think it’s worth sticking around to give him another chance? If anyone has any advice for me I’d greatly appreciate it. Unfortunately, despite what he did, I still love the version of himself that I’ve seen while he wasn’t using alcohol as a crutch. Additionally, if you also have any books or podcasts about how to deal with these types of situations, I’d appreciate that as well. Thanks in advance.
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I found out on Sunday. I was eating dinner with my family when I got the infamous “hey girlie” DM. It was his ex (not even his most recent one) that he complained about to me on several occasions. The night in question, he was drunk. He reached out to her via Instagram DMs asking if she blocked her number. He also responded to a pic of her on her story saying “sexy girl”, and when she called him out for being with someone, he said he was but it didn’t matter because he still has always had feelings for her.
We’ve been dating for ~3 months now. The good times have been amazing. He makes me feel loved and respected and cherished more than any other guy I’ve been with. He truly worships the ground I walk on. Hence why this completely blind sided me.
However, we have both navigated through some tough things in that time too. His Dad was recently just in the hospital for 2 months receiving radiation, blood transfusions, and a bone marrow transplant for cancer. I’ve helped him through that and been the best type of support system I could be.
However, he’s been trying to numb the pain of this in very unhealthy ways. He drinks way too much. I’ve told him before that I don’t like the type of person he becomes when he’s drinking. He becomes argumentative, self-loathing, and overall just ruins the entire vibe of the night.
I work as a veterinary nurse about 50 minutes away from where he lives. He is also a general surgery resident. With that said, we spend most days apart due to both of us having very busy schedules. I worry that after this, the trust is so broken between us that I’m not sure how we’ll be able to live our lives going forward.
He has since taken 100% responsibility for his actions and he recognizes that I don’t deserve what he’s done to me. He says he has no idea why he did it in the first place, but especially with the girl he messaged, because he hates her. He has vowed to give up drinking and make healthier decisions, not just for himself, but also because he now sees that it hurts the people he loves.
I really have no idea what to do. I want to believe him when he says this was just senseless and something dumb he did while drunk. I know that he isn’t the person I fell in love with when he drinks. I know that we’ve had so many amazing times together and had a lot to look forward to together. I really want to believe him and part of me is considering giving him a chance to prove to me how serious he is.
But the other part of me doesn’t know that I’ll ever be able to trust him again. I also know that my friends and family wouldn’t approve of me giving him another chance. I’m so deeply hurt by this and my mind is in a million different places.
I feel like this is a lose-lose scenario for me. 1. I leave him over this and miss out on a better version of himself that I know wouldn’t have ever done this to me. Or 2. I give him another chance to make it up to me, at the detriment of my family and friend’s opinions of me.
Do you think it’s worth sticking around to give him another chance? If anyone has any advice for me I’d greatly appreciate it. Unfortunately, despite what he did, I still love the version of himself that I’ve seen while he wasn’t using alcohol as a crutch. Additionally, if you also have any books or podcasts about how to deal with these types of situations, I’d appreciate that as well. Thanks in advance.
2023.06.01 00:39 AfternoonGlory Bi-Daily Song Discussion #252: Everything's Electric
Studio Version SUGGESTED SCALE: 1-4: Not good. Regularly skip. 5: It’s okay, but I might have to be in the right mood to listen to it. 6: Slightly better than average. I won’t skip it, but I wouldn’t choose to put it on. 7: This is a good song. I enjoy it quite a bit. 8-9: Really enjoyable songs. I rank them pretty high overall. 10: Masterpiece, magnum opus, or similar terminology.
Different Gear, Still Speeding - (Average: 6.57/10)
1) Four Letter Word - 7.84/10
2) Millionaire - 6.87/10
3) The Roller - 7.62/10
4) Beatles And Stones - 6.50/10
5) Wind Up Dream - 6.30/10
6) Bring The Light - 5.68/10
7) For Anyone - 5.00/10
8) Kill For A Dream - 6.66/10
9) Standing On The Edge Of The Noise - 6.05/10
10) Wigwam - 5.58/10
11) Three Ring Circus - 5.50/10
12) The Beat Goes On - 8.44/10
13) The Morning Son - 7.36/10
Singles/Bonus
1) Man Of Misery - 4.86/10
2) Sons Of The Stage - 6.92/10
3) World Outside My Room - 6.88/10
4) Two Of A Kind - 4.12/10
5) In The Bubble With A Bullet - 7.46/10
6) Across The Universe - 7.71/10
Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds - (Average: 8.12/10)
1) Everybody's On The Run - 8.86/10
2) Dream On - 7.04/10
3) If I Had A Gun... - 9.33/10
4) The Death Of You And Me - 8.52/10
5) [I Wanna Live In A Dream In My] Record Machine - 7.75/10
6) AKA... What A Life! - 8.14/10
7) Soldier Boys And Jesus Freaks - 7.08/10
8) AKA... Broken Arrow - 8.42/10
9) [Stranded On] The Wrong Beach - 8.60/10
10) Stop The Clocks - 7.50/10
Singles/Bonus
1) A Simple Game Of Genius - 9.32/10
2) Alone On The Rope - 9.13/10
3) The Good Rebel - 7.05/10
4) Let The Lord Shine A Light On Me - 9.33/10
5) I'd Pick You Every Time - 6.70/10
BE (Average: 6.87/10)
1) Flick Of The Finger - 8.67/10
2) Soul Love - 7.07/10
3) Face The Crowd - 6.00/10
4) Second Bite Of The Apple - 4.87/10
5) Soon Come Tomorrow - 7.41/10
6) Iz Rite - 7.22/10
7) I'm Just Saying - 7.16/10
8) Don't Brother Me - 5.50/10
9) Shine A Light - 5.77/10
10) Ballroom Figured - 8.00/10
11) Start Anew - 7.96/10
Singles/Bonus
1) Dreaming Of Some Space - 3.33/10
2) The World's Not Set In Stone - 5.72/10
3) Back After The Break - 7.23/10
4) Off At The Next Exit - 8.31/10
5) Girls In Uniform - 5.28/10
6) Evil Eye - 7.05/10
Chasing Yesterday (Average: 8.33/10)
1) Riverman - 9.01/10
2) In The Heat Of The Moment - 8.03/10
3) The Girl With X-Ray Eyes - 7.62/10
4) Lock All The Doors - 8.11/10
5) The Dying Of The Light - 9.16/10
6) The Right Stuff - 8.60/10
7) While The Song Remains The Same - 8.51/10
8) The Mexican - 6.91/10
9) You Know We Can't Go Back - 8.39/10
10) Ballad Of The Mighty I - 8.99/10
Singles/Bonus
1) Do The Damage - 7.15/10
2) Revolution Song - 7.47/10
3) Freaky Teeth - 7.89/10
4) Leave My Guitar Alone - 7.12/10
5) Here's A Candle (For Your Birthday Cake) - 6.25/10
As You Were (Average: 7.77/10)
1) Wall Of Glass - 7.92/10
2) Bold - 8.15/10
3) Greedy Soul - 7.78/10
4) Paper Crown - 8.11/10
5) For What It's Worth - 8.12/10
6) When I'm In Need - 6.48/10
7) You Better Run - 6.95/10
8) I Get By - 7.32/10
9) Chinatown - 7.08/10
10) Come Back To Me - 8.58/10
11) Universal Gleam - 7.63/10
12) I've All I Need - 9.12/10
Singles/Bonus
1) Doesn't Have To Be That Way - 7.50/10
2) All My People / All Mankind - 6.15/10
3) I Never Wanna Be Like You - 5.62/10
Who Built The Moon? (Average: 6.94/10)
1) Fort Knox - 6.92/10
2) Holy Mountain - 7.44/10
3) Keep On Reaching - 6.99/10
4) It's A Beautiful World - 7.43/10
5) She Taught Me How To Fly - 9.26/10
6) Be Careful What You Wish For - 5.90/10
7) Black & White Sunshine - 6.53/10
8) Interlude (Wednesday Part 1) - 5.15/10
9) If Love Is The Law - 7.38/10
10) The Man Who Built The Moon - 8.56/10
11) End Credits (Wednesday Part 2) - 4.75/10
Singles/Bonus
1) Dead In The Water - 8.90/10
2) God Help Us All - 7.64/10
Black Star Dancing (Average: 6.86/10)
1) Black Star Dancing - 6.34/10
2) Rattling Rose - 6.40/10
3) Sail On - 7.83/10
Why Me? Why Not. (Average: 7.66/10)
1) Shockwave - 7.32/10
2) One Of Us - 8.33/10
3) Once - 9.25/10
4) Now That I've Found You - 7.33/10
5) Halo - 6.48/10
6) Why Me? Why Not. - 7.95/10
7) Be Still - 7.97/10
8) Alright Now - 7.00/10
9) Meadow - 6.57/10
10) The River - 7.68/10
11) Gone - 8.43/10
Singles/Bonus
1) Invisible Sun - 7.25/10
2) Misunderstood - 8.50/10
3) Glimmer - 6.50/10
4) All You're Dreaming Of - 8.84/10
This Is The Place (Average: 6.81/10)
1) This Is The Place - 7.53/10
2) A Dream Is All I Need To Get By - 8.22/10
3) Evil Flower - 4.69/10
Blue Moon Rising (Average: 6.53/10)
1) Blue Moon Rising - 5.96/10
2) Wandering Star - 6.81/10
3) Come On Outside- 6.83/10
Back The Way We Came: Vol 1 (2011–2021)
1) We're On Our Way Now - 8.55/10
2) Flying On The Ground - 8.42/10
C'mon You Know
1) More Power - 7.56/10
2) Diamond In The Dark - 8.44/10
3) Don't Go Halfway - 6.58/10
4) C'mon You Know - 5.69/10
5) Too Good For Giving Up - 7.84/10
6) It Was Not Meant To Be - 6.47/10
7) Everything's Electric - ?
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Different Gear, Still Speeding - (Average: 6.57/10)
1) Four Letter Word - 7.84/10
2) Millionaire - 6.87/10
3) The Roller - 7.62/10
4) Beatles And Stones - 6.50/10
5) Wind Up Dream - 6.30/10
6) Bring The Light - 5.68/10
7) For Anyone - 5.00/10
8) Kill For A Dream - 6.66/10
9) Standing On The Edge Of The Noise - 6.05/10
10) Wigwam - 5.58/10
11) Three Ring Circus - 5.50/10
12) The Beat Goes On - 8.44/10
13) The Morning Son - 7.36/10
Singles/Bonus
1) Man Of Misery - 4.86/10
2) Sons Of The Stage - 6.92/10
3) World Outside My Room - 6.88/10
4) Two Of A Kind - 4.12/10
5) In The Bubble With A Bullet - 7.46/10
6) Across The Universe - 7.71/10
Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds - (Average: 8.12/10)
1) Everybody's On The Run - 8.86/10
2) Dream On - 7.04/10
3) If I Had A Gun... - 9.33/10
4) The Death Of You And Me - 8.52/10
5) [I Wanna Live In A Dream In My] Record Machine - 7.75/10
6) AKA... What A Life! - 8.14/10
7) Soldier Boys And Jesus Freaks - 7.08/10
8) AKA... Broken Arrow - 8.42/10
9) [Stranded On] The Wrong Beach - 8.60/10
10) Stop The Clocks - 7.50/10
Singles/Bonus
1) A Simple Game Of Genius - 9.32/10
2) Alone On The Rope - 9.13/10
3) The Good Rebel - 7.05/10
4) Let The Lord Shine A Light On Me - 9.33/10
5) I'd Pick You Every Time - 6.70/10
BE (Average: 6.87/10)
1) Flick Of The Finger - 8.67/10
2) Soul Love - 7.07/10
3) Face The Crowd - 6.00/10
4) Second Bite Of The Apple - 4.87/10
5) Soon Come Tomorrow - 7.41/10
6) Iz Rite - 7.22/10
7) I'm Just Saying - 7.16/10
8) Don't Brother Me - 5.50/10
9) Shine A Light - 5.77/10
10) Ballroom Figured - 8.00/10
11) Start Anew - 7.96/10
Singles/Bonus
1) Dreaming Of Some Space - 3.33/10
2) The World's Not Set In Stone - 5.72/10
3) Back After The Break - 7.23/10
4) Off At The Next Exit - 8.31/10
5) Girls In Uniform - 5.28/10
6) Evil Eye - 7.05/10
Chasing Yesterday (Average: 8.33/10)
1) Riverman - 9.01/10
2) In The Heat Of The Moment - 8.03/10
3) The Girl With X-Ray Eyes - 7.62/10
4) Lock All The Doors - 8.11/10
5) The Dying Of The Light - 9.16/10
6) The Right Stuff - 8.60/10
7) While The Song Remains The Same - 8.51/10
8) The Mexican - 6.91/10
9) You Know We Can't Go Back - 8.39/10
10) Ballad Of The Mighty I - 8.99/10
Singles/Bonus
1) Do The Damage - 7.15/10
2) Revolution Song - 7.47/10
3) Freaky Teeth - 7.89/10
4) Leave My Guitar Alone - 7.12/10
5) Here's A Candle (For Your Birthday Cake) - 6.25/10
As You Were (Average: 7.77/10)
1) Wall Of Glass - 7.92/10
2) Bold - 8.15/10
3) Greedy Soul - 7.78/10
4) Paper Crown - 8.11/10
5) For What It's Worth - 8.12/10
6) When I'm In Need - 6.48/10
7) You Better Run - 6.95/10
8) I Get By - 7.32/10
9) Chinatown - 7.08/10
10) Come Back To Me - 8.58/10
11) Universal Gleam - 7.63/10
12) I've All I Need - 9.12/10
Singles/Bonus
1) Doesn't Have To Be That Way - 7.50/10
2) All My People / All Mankind - 6.15/10
3) I Never Wanna Be Like You - 5.62/10
Who Built The Moon? (Average: 6.94/10)
1) Fort Knox - 6.92/10
2) Holy Mountain - 7.44/10
3) Keep On Reaching - 6.99/10
4) It's A Beautiful World - 7.43/10
5) She Taught Me How To Fly - 9.26/10
6) Be Careful What You Wish For - 5.90/10
7) Black & White Sunshine - 6.53/10
8) Interlude (Wednesday Part 1) - 5.15/10
9) If Love Is The Law - 7.38/10
10) The Man Who Built The Moon - 8.56/10
11) End Credits (Wednesday Part 2) - 4.75/10
Singles/Bonus
1) Dead In The Water - 8.90/10
2) God Help Us All - 7.64/10
Black Star Dancing (Average: 6.86/10)
1) Black Star Dancing - 6.34/10
2) Rattling Rose - 6.40/10
3) Sail On - 7.83/10
Why Me? Why Not. (Average: 7.66/10)
1) Shockwave - 7.32/10
2) One Of Us - 8.33/10
3) Once - 9.25/10
4) Now That I've Found You - 7.33/10
5) Halo - 6.48/10
6) Why Me? Why Not. - 7.95/10
7) Be Still - 7.97/10
8) Alright Now - 7.00/10
9) Meadow - 6.57/10
10) The River - 7.68/10
11) Gone - 8.43/10
Singles/Bonus
1) Invisible Sun - 7.25/10
2) Misunderstood - 8.50/10
3) Glimmer - 6.50/10
4) All You're Dreaming Of - 8.84/10
This Is The Place (Average: 6.81/10)
1) This Is The Place - 7.53/10
2) A Dream Is All I Need To Get By - 8.22/10
3) Evil Flower - 4.69/10
Blue Moon Rising (Average: 6.53/10)
1) Blue Moon Rising - 5.96/10
2) Wandering Star - 6.81/10
3) Come On Outside- 6.83/10
Back The Way We Came: Vol 1 (2011–2021)
1) We're On Our Way Now - 8.55/10
2) Flying On The Ground - 8.42/10
C'mon You Know
1) More Power - 7.56/10
2) Diamond In The Dark - 8.44/10
3) Don't Go Halfway - 6.58/10
4) C'mon You Know - 5.69/10
5) Too Good For Giving Up - 7.84/10
6) It Was Not Meant To Be - 6.47/10
7) Everything's Electric - ?
2023.06.01 00:38 maynevent Month 2: May Progress Report
Last month's progress report: https://www.reddit.com/juststart/comments/1335hr1/month_1_ish_progress_report/
Last month's goals for this month:
Backstory and Learnings:
Following from last month, I was in the middle of removing Ezoic from my site. I fully finished that up a day or two after I posted my first month's progress report. That was my main priority and then I started using my SemRUSH trial to its full advantage. I began collecting keywords to start writing articles and also started researching keywords for my previous articles that I just wrote on a whim, trying to make them more viable. As of the middle of May, most of views were coming from 2 articles, with a view here and there for other miscellaneous articles as well.
I really liked SemRUSH, but for right now, and with my site's infancy, I can't justify continuing with the service. It is for sure something I will circle back to in the future, though. Getting back to the articles, I began writing. I've noticed a pattern with myself, I'll go 5-6 days without writing and then all of a sudden, crank out handful in succession. 3 of the articles from the first batch I wrote near the beginning of May are starting to show promise. I have 1 article with 5 clicks, another with 24 clicks and the last one with 38 clicks. The rest of the articles are duds or are still cooking, I suppose.
I have also noticed some of my articles from the initial 10 I launched my site with are starting to get a bit of attention as well. The 2 articles I mentioned in the first paragraph that account for my most views are part of this initial 10 group. And to be fair, that does make sense, since they have been live the longest and have had (albeit minimal) time to age. I have a mixed feeling of joy and worry. I know that SEO and all of that is a waiting game, but I can't help but wonder and worry about my non-successful posts.
In terms of hitting my goals defined last month for this month, I can say I was able to accomplish them, for the most part. I wanted to make reasonable goals for myself that could actually be attained. I aimed for upping my post count from 18 at the end of April to having 28 at the end of May. In total, I finished May with 32 total published posts. I feel good about the upward trends I am seeing in GA, GSC and even Bing (screenshots below). I did acquire a few new backlinks as well, but nothing too special. Mainly just forum/community posts. I need to do some outreach and plan to start at least trying in the near future. In total, according to GSC, I have 56 external links from 5 different domains. Bing shows 9 total backlinks from 4 referring domains. Interestingly, Bing has a few domains Google does not have. Dunno what's up with that.
On to monetization. As mentioned in last month's progress report, I was a bit too hasty with ad placement. I was kinda feeling a bit bummed out by signing up for Amazon Associates so soon, but I think that was the right call. I have made, what looks like, 9 total sales, including the 1st one mentioned last month in April. I believe I did get a bit lucky, though. I had one sale where someone purchased a $600 item that gave me nearly $13 USD in commission. As exciting as that is, that was not one of the items I have on my site. But hey, it still counts, so yeah. Taking that one away, I still did pretty good IMO with $8+ USD in May. And I officially got the approval email from Amazon as well, which was really neat to see.
I am having some struggles with Social Media and have all but given up (for now) with the exception being Pinterest. I have been creating unique images and creating pins for every new article I write and posting them to Pinterest. Not seeing much from it though. According to GA, I have gotten 3 users and 4 sessions from Pinterest since going live on March 26th. I have been trying to research a bit and it seems like Pinterest is like Google in that the pins need time age as well. Hopefully, with enough determination and consistent posting, I will see some more traffic come from Pinterest.
Numbers:
I am a bit confused why so much of my traffic is coming from direct. I noticed I am starting to get impression on GSC under the 'Discover' button, but only 2 clicks so far from it. So that can't be it. Aside from the huge spike at the end of may (which was all direct and I still haven't figured out why), I am still getting anywhere from 3-7 sources as direct per day. I whitelisted my IP address in GA, but my traffic is still coming through. But to combat that, I am using private mode in FF since GA is blocked.
Things I am Investigating:
Keyword: borderlands rare loot guide Page: https://www.mydomain.com/borderlands-rare-loot Does not rank (I cannot find this page unless I type the URL into Google), Legendary page ranks # 15 for Rare keyword
Keyword: borderlands uncommon loot guide Page: https://www.mydomain.com/borderlands-uncommon-loot Just created, nothing is ranking for this keyword yet
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Last month's goals for this month:
- Have a total of 28 posts published (using proper keyword phrase research for any and all new ones)
- Continue to see upward trend with impression in GSC
- Acquire at least 1 new backlink for 3 different pages
Backstory and Learnings:
Following from last month, I was in the middle of removing Ezoic from my site. I fully finished that up a day or two after I posted my first month's progress report. That was my main priority and then I started using my SemRUSH trial to its full advantage. I began collecting keywords to start writing articles and also started researching keywords for my previous articles that I just wrote on a whim, trying to make them more viable. As of the middle of May, most of views were coming from 2 articles, with a view here and there for other miscellaneous articles as well.
I really liked SemRUSH, but for right now, and with my site's infancy, I can't justify continuing with the service. It is for sure something I will circle back to in the future, though. Getting back to the articles, I began writing. I've noticed a pattern with myself, I'll go 5-6 days without writing and then all of a sudden, crank out handful in succession. 3 of the articles from the first batch I wrote near the beginning of May are starting to show promise. I have 1 article with 5 clicks, another with 24 clicks and the last one with 38 clicks. The rest of the articles are duds or are still cooking, I suppose.
I have also noticed some of my articles from the initial 10 I launched my site with are starting to get a bit of attention as well. The 2 articles I mentioned in the first paragraph that account for my most views are part of this initial 10 group. And to be fair, that does make sense, since they have been live the longest and have had (albeit minimal) time to age. I have a mixed feeling of joy and worry. I know that SEO and all of that is a waiting game, but I can't help but wonder and worry about my non-successful posts.
In terms of hitting my goals defined last month for this month, I can say I was able to accomplish them, for the most part. I wanted to make reasonable goals for myself that could actually be attained. I aimed for upping my post count from 18 at the end of April to having 28 at the end of May. In total, I finished May with 32 total published posts. I feel good about the upward trends I am seeing in GA, GSC and even Bing (screenshots below). I did acquire a few new backlinks as well, but nothing too special. Mainly just forum/community posts. I need to do some outreach and plan to start at least trying in the near future. In total, according to GSC, I have 56 external links from 5 different domains. Bing shows 9 total backlinks from 4 referring domains. Interestingly, Bing has a few domains Google does not have. Dunno what's up with that.
On to monetization. As mentioned in last month's progress report, I was a bit too hasty with ad placement. I was kinda feeling a bit bummed out by signing up for Amazon Associates so soon, but I think that was the right call. I have made, what looks like, 9 total sales, including the 1st one mentioned last month in April. I believe I did get a bit lucky, though. I had one sale where someone purchased a $600 item that gave me nearly $13 USD in commission. As exciting as that is, that was not one of the items I have on my site. But hey, it still counts, so yeah. Taking that one away, I still did pretty good IMO with $8+ USD in May. And I officially got the approval email from Amazon as well, which was really neat to see.
I am having some struggles with Social Media and have all but given up (for now) with the exception being Pinterest. I have been creating unique images and creating pins for every new article I write and posting them to Pinterest. Not seeing much from it though. According to GA, I have gotten 3 users and 4 sessions from Pinterest since going live on March 26th. I have been trying to research a bit and it seems like Pinterest is like Google in that the pins need time age as well. Hopefully, with enough determination and consistent posting, I will see some more traffic come from Pinterest.
Numbers:
I am a bit confused why so much of my traffic is coming from direct. I noticed I am starting to get impression on GSC under the 'Discover' button, but only 2 clicks so far from it. So that can't be it. Aside from the huge spike at the end of may (which was all direct and I still haven't figured out why), I am still getting anywhere from 3-7 sources as direct per day. I whitelisted my IP address in GA, but my traffic is still coming through. But to combat that, I am using private mode in FF since GA is blocked.
Things I am Investigating:
- Before, whenever I posted a new article, I could find my article eventually on Google 24-48 hours later using the keyword I am targeting. Sometimes it would be on like page 20, but I could at least find it. Lately though, any new article I post does not come up at all on Google. They are indexed, but nothing from my site is showing for the keyword.
- I am also having trouble with articles that are in the same genre, but not showing up for the correct keywords in Google. For example:
Keyword: borderlands rare loot guide Page: https://www.mydomain.com/borderlands-rare-loot Does not rank (I cannot find this page unless I type the URL into Google), Legendary page ranks # 15 for Rare keyword
Keyword: borderlands uncommon loot guide Page: https://www.mydomain.com/borderlands-uncommon-loot Just created, nothing is ranking for this keyword yet
- I am looking into using CloudFlare as a CDN for my site. I have a caching plugin, and that is working fine, but I am on a shared hosting account. A few times this past month my site has gone done because of another user's actions, which is obviously not good
- I want to focus on fixing/bettering my previously posted articles, so I am only shooting for a total of 38 published posts by the end of June
- Start doing 'cold-call' backlink outreach - offer to create posts for other folk's blogs in exchange for a backlink
- Got my first legit comment on an article
- Achieved over 300 clicks from Google in May
- Starting to see some positive movement on Bing
2023.06.01 00:38 SlugJones [USA-KS] [H] ASUS Prime B650-Plus (AM5) [W] PayPal
Have a very slightly used full atx ASUS Prime b650 plus motherboard for sale.
So, as plainly as possible as to why I’m selling…, I bought the board brand new a couple of weeks ago. I had debated AM5 or Intel and decided on AMD. Got a 7600x, a red dragon psu and a 6750 xt. All new. Installed everything and the psu will not power on if I have a PCIe cable plugged in. Even if it’s not connected to anything. Just a loose PCIe cable in the modular psu PCIe accessory ports or whatever and it will not power the psu. If I unplug the PCIe cable, it works, mobo cranks up, rgb, etc.
I guess I’m getting too old and cranky, but I don’t want to dick with any of it anymore. Just one hiccup with the PSU and I’m done. lol
Think I’ll buy a gaming laptop or something. My loss, your gain. I can return the stuff I got off Amazon and Newegg, but the motherboard was eBay and I’d feel like a dick trying to force a return on that guy as there isn’t anything wrong with the mobo and it’s not his fault im a disgruntled ass.
Asking $155 shipping included. PayPal.
https://imgur.com/a/NG5yUL3
Thanks!
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So, as plainly as possible as to why I’m selling…, I bought the board brand new a couple of weeks ago. I had debated AM5 or Intel and decided on AMD. Got a 7600x, a red dragon psu and a 6750 xt. All new. Installed everything and the psu will not power on if I have a PCIe cable plugged in. Even if it’s not connected to anything. Just a loose PCIe cable in the modular psu PCIe accessory ports or whatever and it will not power the psu. If I unplug the PCIe cable, it works, mobo cranks up, rgb, etc.
I guess I’m getting too old and cranky, but I don’t want to dick with any of it anymore. Just one hiccup with the PSU and I’m done. lol
Think I’ll buy a gaming laptop or something. My loss, your gain. I can return the stuff I got off Amazon and Newegg, but the motherboard was eBay and I’d feel like a dick trying to force a return on that guy as there isn’t anything wrong with the mobo and it’s not his fault im a disgruntled ass.
Asking $155 shipping included. PayPal.
https://imgur.com/a/NG5yUL3
Thanks!
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🚀 Pink sale Fair Launch 90% 01 June 00:00 (UTC)
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2023.06.01 00:37 risottopesto NEST Pension Opting out + refund
Due to starting my postgraduate in September and being sick recently effecting my ability to work, I am scrounging for a bit of extra cash to pay for things. I have had a part-time job for a while where I was opted into a pension scheme with NEST. I was working 30 hours pw when I was opted in and I stayed in as I was always told to start adding to your pension as soon as possible.
Now I’m in a situation where I need extra money, I’m trying to figure out if I can get a refund on the payments I have made into my NEST pot via opting out. I can’t get a conclusive answer on whether I am able to get a full refund of the payments that I have personally made into my NEST, I have been paying into it since July 2022. Is it a partial refund or full? Are they likely to approve a refund? Is anyone more knowledgeable on this scheme and whether I’m able to get it back? If I can’t I won’t bother opting out just yet as my hours mean I’m barely paying into it at the moment anyways.
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Now I’m in a situation where I need extra money, I’m trying to figure out if I can get a refund on the payments I have made into my NEST pot via opting out. I can’t get a conclusive answer on whether I am able to get a full refund of the payments that I have personally made into my NEST, I have been paying into it since July 2022. Is it a partial refund or full? Are they likely to approve a refund? Is anyone more knowledgeable on this scheme and whether I’m able to get it back? If I can’t I won’t bother opting out just yet as my hours mean I’m barely paying into it at the moment anyways.
2023.06.01 00:37 Relative-Rent-2925 M272 V6 Transmission Cooling Line
hi,
i have a 2008 ml350 4matic & i need someone who’s intimately familiar with the M272 V6 to verify for me that there is a transmission cooling line that runs from the transmission to the radiator. allow me to explain.
my car is currently undrivable, is badly slipping gears, & now leaks both coolant & transmission fluid. i’ve never once had any issues with my transmission in the entire time i’ve owned my car & it began doing ALL of these things less than ONE day after picking it up from a shop i’d never had work done at before where i’d just had a brand new radiator & hoses installed which altogether cost me $1300. i picked it up last wednesday afternoon & had to have it towed back to the same shop not even 24 hours later. i had driven a cumulative ~30 miles in between picking it up & it suddenly beginning to violently slip gears & leak transmission fluid as well as coolant. i pulled over as soon as i had a safe place to do so & called a friend of mine who’s a mechanic to come & help me try to identify the sources of these leaks while i waited for the tow truck to arrive. we were able to identify through visible inspection alone that a line on the passenger side of the engine bay running to the radiator was disconnected from the radiator entirely. it was completely missing a locking component from its connecting port that absolutely was there before i had this radiator installed & i know this bc a.) i’ve had cooling issues in the past & have never any had issues remotely like this & b.) there’s an identical hose running beneath this one that connects to another identical port in the radiator & that hose is properly secured to the radiator & fully intact. upon conferring with a friend (a veteran mercedes-benz technician) of my mechanic friend, we were able to identify this as the transmission cooling line. meaning this new radiator wasn’t installed correctly by this shop & given the function of the line in question itself, they are at fault for all of this.
i didn’t hear anything on the status of my car until today & even then it was only after calling them when i’d been assured they would have been in touch days ago. upon speaking to the shop owner today, he asserted that the radiator was installed properly & that he simply was waiting on his technician to finish his diagnosis & technical notes (which i was also told two days ago by his secretary). troublingly, he insisted that there are no coolant leaks anywhere at all to speak of which is simply not true. then he proceeded to tell me my sudden transmission issues couldn’t possibly have anything to do with the radiator he installed. i told him everything about the unmoored transmission cooling line & the component missing from it to which he troublingly replied that no such line exists in my car’s engine & that the transmission & radiator are completely independent of one another with no lines connecting them.
i know this is untrue & it would very much appear to me that he’s just trying to cover his own ass to avoid litigation but the more absolutely confident i can be about this the better. can anyone here please confirm for me that the M272 V6 in a 2008 ml350 has a transmission cooling line (or lines) running from the transmission to the radiator? i feel like I’m going crazy here
the part number for the specific line in question is 164-500-46-72
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i have a 2008 ml350 4matic & i need someone who’s intimately familiar with the M272 V6 to verify for me that there is a transmission cooling line that runs from the transmission to the radiator. allow me to explain.
my car is currently undrivable, is badly slipping gears, & now leaks both coolant & transmission fluid. i’ve never once had any issues with my transmission in the entire time i’ve owned my car & it began doing ALL of these things less than ONE day after picking it up from a shop i’d never had work done at before where i’d just had a brand new radiator & hoses installed which altogether cost me $1300. i picked it up last wednesday afternoon & had to have it towed back to the same shop not even 24 hours later. i had driven a cumulative ~30 miles in between picking it up & it suddenly beginning to violently slip gears & leak transmission fluid as well as coolant. i pulled over as soon as i had a safe place to do so & called a friend of mine who’s a mechanic to come & help me try to identify the sources of these leaks while i waited for the tow truck to arrive. we were able to identify through visible inspection alone that a line on the passenger side of the engine bay running to the radiator was disconnected from the radiator entirely. it was completely missing a locking component from its connecting port that absolutely was there before i had this radiator installed & i know this bc a.) i’ve had cooling issues in the past & have never any had issues remotely like this & b.) there’s an identical hose running beneath this one that connects to another identical port in the radiator & that hose is properly secured to the radiator & fully intact. upon conferring with a friend (a veteran mercedes-benz technician) of my mechanic friend, we were able to identify this as the transmission cooling line. meaning this new radiator wasn’t installed correctly by this shop & given the function of the line in question itself, they are at fault for all of this.
i didn’t hear anything on the status of my car until today & even then it was only after calling them when i’d been assured they would have been in touch days ago. upon speaking to the shop owner today, he asserted that the radiator was installed properly & that he simply was waiting on his technician to finish his diagnosis & technical notes (which i was also told two days ago by his secretary). troublingly, he insisted that there are no coolant leaks anywhere at all to speak of which is simply not true. then he proceeded to tell me my sudden transmission issues couldn’t possibly have anything to do with the radiator he installed. i told him everything about the unmoored transmission cooling line & the component missing from it to which he troublingly replied that no such line exists in my car’s engine & that the transmission & radiator are completely independent of one another with no lines connecting them.
i know this is untrue & it would very much appear to me that he’s just trying to cover his own ass to avoid litigation but the more absolutely confident i can be about this the better. can anyone here please confirm for me that the M272 V6 in a 2008 ml350 has a transmission cooling line (or lines) running from the transmission to the radiator? i feel like I’m going crazy here
the part number for the specific line in question is 164-500-46-72
2023.06.01 00:37 Less_Ant_6633 Surplus steel tube from a gov. auction, located in Arizona...
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2023.06.01 00:37 mymuchness Getting back on social media
I rejoined social media today (Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter). I really just updated my profile pictures and bios, but it still made me feel very nervous and self conscious. I’ve been off social media (except Reddit) for many years. I was in a bad place for many years and couldn’t be on social media. I’m in a healthier place in many ways and ready to join back into the world, but I’m scared. Part of joining FB is to join some of the social groups that exist (there are groups in my city that organize details on FB and then meet up for events). I’m really hoping I can do this. I want to be a greater part of the world. I know this was super rambling. I think I just want some support and to hear if others have gone back on social media after a long break.
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2023.06.01 00:37 Educational_Copy_140 New seller looking for some advice
I just opened my shop a few days ago after watching multiple videos on how to start an On Demand printing business. It's acting as a wonderful creative outlet for me as well as (hopefully) a second source of income other than my VA disability pay.
So far 7 sales for a little more than $70. In 5 days.
Primarily I'm making T-shirts, mugs and stickers. Staying away from the overtly political or the angry and trying for more lighthearted or clever or funny. Whatever pops in my head. But I'm wondering if I should split things up a bit and have one shop for the shirts and one for mugs and stickers? Would it benefit me to split up the merch in that way? Can I even have more than one Etsy shop?
Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated and thanks in advance.
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So far 7 sales for a little more than $70. In 5 days.
Primarily I'm making T-shirts, mugs and stickers. Staying away from the overtly political or the angry and trying for more lighthearted or clever or funny. Whatever pops in my head. But I'm wondering if I should split things up a bit and have one shop for the shirts and one for mugs and stickers? Would it benefit me to split up the merch in that way? Can I even have more than one Etsy shop?
Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated and thanks in advance.
2023.06.01 00:37 AlbertoRomGar Open Source AI Is Not Winning. Incumbents Are
After the "Google has no moat" document was leaked, there's been a widespread conviction that open-source AI is thriving and has become a real threat to Google, OpenAI, and Microsoft.
I don't think the last part is true for one reason: If winning the AI race is a matter of reaching the largest number of users, incumbents don’t have competition at all. Google and Microsoft have huge deep moats. Not just money. Not just talent. Not just resources, influence, and power. All that too, but their true moat is that they design, build, manufacture, and sell the products we use.
Microsoft has turbocharged Bing and Edge, 365, and now Windows. Google has enhanced Search and Workspace (including Gmail and Docs). Incumbents in other areas are doing the same. Adobe Firefly, now powering Generative Fill on Photoshop, is a clear example on the image generation front. On the hardware side, Nvidia—the undisputed leader—has optimized its top-notch H100 for LM inference.
The innovator’s dilemma portrays incumbents as beatable: Challengers with a solid will to pursue risky innovation could, under the right circumstances, overthrow them. But let’s be frank here; we’re not living under those ideal conditions: generative AI happens to fit perfectly with the suites of products that Google and Microsoft and Adobe and Nvidia already offer. They create the very substrate on which generative AI is implemented.
Even if Google and Microsoft were to open-source their best AI and allow the open-source community to flourish on top of freely-shared innovation, they’d still keep the moat of all moats: That who creates and sells the goods owns the world. The open-source community doesn't have a chance. Sadly, generative AI is slowly becoming an add-on to the incumbents' hegemony.
If you liked this post, I write in-depth analyses for my weekly newsletter, The Algorithmic Bridge.
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I don't think the last part is true for one reason: If winning the AI race is a matter of reaching the largest number of users, incumbents don’t have competition at all. Google and Microsoft have huge deep moats. Not just money. Not just talent. Not just resources, influence, and power. All that too, but their true moat is that they design, build, manufacture, and sell the products we use.
Microsoft has turbocharged Bing and Edge, 365, and now Windows. Google has enhanced Search and Workspace (including Gmail and Docs). Incumbents in other areas are doing the same. Adobe Firefly, now powering Generative Fill on Photoshop, is a clear example on the image generation front. On the hardware side, Nvidia—the undisputed leader—has optimized its top-notch H100 for LM inference.
The innovator’s dilemma portrays incumbents as beatable: Challengers with a solid will to pursue risky innovation could, under the right circumstances, overthrow them. But let’s be frank here; we’re not living under those ideal conditions: generative AI happens to fit perfectly with the suites of products that Google and Microsoft and Adobe and Nvidia already offer. They create the very substrate on which generative AI is implemented.
Even if Google and Microsoft were to open-source their best AI and allow the open-source community to flourish on top of freely-shared innovation, they’d still keep the moat of all moats: That who creates and sells the goods owns the world. The open-source community doesn't have a chance. Sadly, generative AI is slowly becoming an add-on to the incumbents' hegemony.
If you liked this post, I write in-depth analyses for my weekly newsletter, The Algorithmic Bridge.