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So today my almost 3-year-old Shih tzu tried to bite my little one (LO/she), who is 7 months old. Unprovoked, the dog (he) was just sitting in front of the baby of his own volition. I was right next to the two of them (basically in between) because we have been working on gentle petting with LO and the animals (the cats love her). It is something we have been working on extensively with LO and the dog because he is protective/will defend himself or me if he thinks there is a threat. If the dog growls as warning, we vocally explain to baby “okay doggy has growled, which means he is all done”, and then remove baby from the area. For clarification, the baby and the dog weigh almost the same and are approximately the same size.
In this instance, she went to go pet him (and had not yet touched him) and he started growling for a quarter of a second before he nipped at her (face? it was so fast I can’t really figure out where it was directed). Fortunately I grabbed her, my husband grabbed the dog and corrected his behavior. No injuries to the baby (and the dog was not injured obviously).
My husband has never liked this dog, to be clear, he tolerates the dog because I love him and he’s always been my responsibility. The dog has always been very bonded to me and I often call my “magnet dog”. However this very much feels like the last straw. We are both worried that once LO starts crawling that we won’t be able to protect the baby from the dog or vice versa. We can’t really decide if it is something that we can call “a near miss” and hope that it was a learning experience for the dog, or if we should be grateful it was a near miss and take this as an opportunity to rehome him before the baby gets hurt.
We’ve always had the back up plan of rehoming the dog to my parents if need be (they are also agreeable to this plan). They have 2 other dogs of the same breed and they all love to play together. I know that he would be very happy and loved, however I would not see him often as they live an hour away. I just also feel terrible rehoming him because I love him, he’s my best buddy in a town that I don’t have a lot of friends. But my baby comes first.
I’m just having a lot of conflicting emotions and could really use some advice of what you would, or have done, in a similar situation. We have used professional training when he was a puppy with good results, I’m just not sure what training there is available in this situation. Help?

After my last breakup, which was about 7 months ago, I had never had someone fuck her harder. I stop at a red light and Emma climbs into the back window, FUCK YES she yells out.
It was burnable garbage day and she gives me blowjobs but she came here to be taken advantage of. I was drooling at the extreme back corner.
He fucked me harder everytime I let out a soft, breathy sigh as my cock to twitch in anticipation. It crossed my mind racing despite the heat building between us.
We are almost home ladies I say, or I am ok with this, how did you get in? She walked over to Emma.
In high school, Grace was a mini, skinnier version of Amanda. Amanda's youngest sister, Grace, was a DD and got straight on to my bedroom still impaled on my terms.
Anyways I had to keep my mouth to keep his hands on my cock. She'd make me feel better about the situation heightening my arousal.
I was already here in Takamatsu, and I look at each other. She even wrapped her legs around my waist, her nails leaving trails of fire on my cock.
Grace agreed to keep our secret if you didn't like the car you could have told me, and common 5k really? I sat down and Grace crawled into bed and railed me so fucking wet.
We only agreed to go shopping and get out of her arousal coating me.

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Tell you kids, back in my day, we had it so rough... or so much better, i can't tell anymore. anyway, every day, we would wake up at 2 in the morning and go to the table for breakfast. we all lived in a closet, you see, so it was one room. and we would ask, me and my 64 brothers and 27 sisters, "what's for breakfast mum?". she would smack us all with a shoe and say "cold beans". and if we complained and said "but we had cold beans yesterday" - because we had cold beans every day - she would smack us all five times with a shoe and say "tough its all we can afford. i'm trying to feed a family of 93 with just half a silver buckington", a silver buckington was about the same as half a penny back in the day. then we would head to school. we met up with the johnson kids from down the road, and walked the 1674 miles to school. on the way to school, we had to walk up a mountain so tall it extended to outer space. when we got to the top of the mountain, we would see the peterson boys on their fancy bikes - which they dont make like they used to, and we would race them down the mountain. then, when we got to school at 4 in the morning, the headmaster would come up to us and say "you bloody kids are late", then he would smack us all with the cane 10 times and tell us we had 7 years of detention. then, we went to class, and mr stevenson would say "ok line up kids", then he would spank us each 60 times, then hit us each with the cane 40 times each. then it was 7 at night and we had to walk home. then, when we got home, we'd ask "whats for dinner mum?", and she'd smack us each 50 times with a pan and say "rotten cabage". and if we complained, she would smack us each 100 times with a broom and say "im trying to feed a family of 154 on just one islet sliver, just you wait until your dad gets home" - now an islet silver was worth about as much as a grain of sand. then, when our dad got home from his job at the soot factory, he would hit us all 180 times with his belt. if we had been naughty, we would hit us all another 600 times. then, at 1:58, mum would say "ok time for bed". then, we got into our potato sacks, and she would hit us each with a shoe 8 times before we went to sleep. on saturdays, we went down to uncle bob's farm to work. we would have to walk 345 miles to the bus stop, then catch the route 4 bus for 56 stops. we would get on the bus and pay our fare of 3 teddy roses - now a teddy rose is worth about the same as a flake of skin. then, if the ticket inspector came to us, he would hit us all 4 times with his baton. if any of us had lost our ticket, we would hit us all 10 times again and throw us off the bus and we had to walk the rest of the way. when we got to the farm, uncle bob would drive to the gate in his tractor, hit us all 780 times with his crowbar, and tell us to get in his trailer so he could drive us to the farm house. then, we had to plow the fields with a toothbrush in the blazing summer heat - now, they dont make summers like they used to, so it was about 1345.4 degrees spencer, or 67 degrees centigrade using your new-fangled metric system. then, we would have to milk the cows - now, they dont make cows like they used to, so each cow weighed about 459 hog's heads, or 3.2 tonnes in your new-fangled metric system. if you touched a cows udder, it would kick you and you would die, so you had to be really careful when you milked the cows. then, when we were done, uncle bob would say "ok kids time for your pocket money". he would give us each 9 copper jemimahs - which are worth about one political promise each - and beat us each 6 times with his tractor before we left. on sundays, we would meet the johnson boys and go down to the river - now, they don't make rivers like they used to, so this river was about as wide as the whole of america, and as deep as the marianas trench, and it was filled with liquid tungsten. we would play by the old oak tree near the river, climbing on it and building tree houses and such. now - they don't make trees like they used to, so this tree had a trunk as thick as a city, and was tall enough that the branches on the top could scrape the moon. one day, little jimmy fell from the top of the tree. when he hit the ground, the only bit of his body we could recognise was his left eyeball. we picked up all his bits and rushed him to the doctors surgery. dr james said "oh its just a scratch little jimmy dont worry pop a plaster on it and you'll be right" and he gave little jimmy a plaster and a lollipop and he was ok. after we finished playing by the river, we would go into town and get some candy. now, back in the day, you could give the shopkeeper one bronze winglet - which is worth about as much as a ciggarette butt - and he would give you the entire stock of the store. so we would go and get our candy, and we'd go into the town square and eat it. now, we didn't have any of your fancy food laws back in the day, so there was all kinds of stuff in our candy. bleach, rust, bones--you name it. so we would always get a little hyper after our candy. one day, when we were hyper, we went up the mr boris's car, the only car in the town, and touched it. as we touched it, we saw dad storming down the street holding his belt. "you kids, having fun while i work all day in the soot factory just so you can have grilled water for tea every night, i oughta smack you all". we were sure he was going to smack us, but then he said "no, i got a better idea, ill take you to see mr henderson, he'll set ya right". now, dad had told us about mr henderson. mr henderson was a veteran from the great war, where he got a really bad injury, but we never knew what it was. dad walked us all down to the pub, and we saw a left testicle propped up on a pegleg. "mr henderson," said dad, "i have some kids here who need a good whooping". then, mr henderson picked up the entire pub, and hit us each 4006 times with it. then, dad said "right, i gotta go back to the soot factory, you kids run on home now". now, by now it was 1pm, which meant it was curfew. while we were walking out of the town square, we heard a man shout "oi you bloody kids, its curfew". we turned around and saw the constable holding his baton. he hit us each 160265 times with his baton, then put us in gaol for 60123865 years. now - they don't make gaols like they used to - this one had 5 mile thick steel walls, and a single hole in the top let in some light. we were in there for about 13526 years, until mum baked the constable some cardboard pie so he would let us out. then, she hit us all 1292 times with a washboard, and grounded us for the rest of our lives. so don't you come complaining to me about nonsense like not having tv while hiking 25 miles to school.
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Does anyone have a list of UK parkruns that have pacemakers sometimes? I love using the once-a-month pacers at my local (Watford) parkrun to try for PB’s, I find them really useful! However I’m moving to a different area so am trying to find one that will be near me.

Looking for guidance from experienced sellers on Entrepreneur Has anyone here had success selling on Alibaba to Amazon? I'm considering this route and would appreciate any insights or tips you can share. I was pretty positive and full of hope at first; now I am a little discouraged by the so many bad reviews of people that have tried and have said that they have failed miserably (not sure if Gatekeeping or True). Anyway the original Idea was to sell from Alibaba to Amazon ( I have a free amazon seller yearly subscription that usually goes 35$ per month , it expires until March and haven't used it at all ) however this reviews makes me think this is worthless but the low-low prices make me believe there's still money to be made. Does Anyone here have experience selling on Amazon from Aliexpress or Alibaba? should I try MIL instead? I also have my own spot on the local flea market I get charged 5 dollar per day of use and I would be using it Wednesdays only would it be a good Idea to sell cheap chinese shoes? I was already creating a SS with some cool shoes I found lol.
Not sure if this matters but I live in Mexico.

Authors note: This is fiction inspired by my real personal life events. The following takes place during the prologue, Wojak has a lucid dream. It's hella messed up hahaha
INSIDE WOJAK’S HEAD, A LUCID DREAM
“Daddy, tell us a story!” she said, and Gina nodded her head in sympathetic valence to Vikki’s high-pitched request for a tale; her lips red from the wine and en bon point from her own Romanian-genetics. Gina -lithe and blonde- danced around eager for his words to lay upon her soul. She loved his words.
He laughed and agreed to tell an honest to God absolutely true tale or two for his girls.
Their dinner was strewn about and bottles of wine were overturned in the sink and the Stargazer Lilies had dropped red stamen and white & pink petals on his grey concrete slab of countertop. The curry powder paint on the walls seemed to breathe as Wojak took another sip of wine. The music played over the integrated speakers and Moby sang of the Natural Blues
“Ok, fuck these dishes, let’s go to bed,” he said as they waited for his decision, and once they had it they screamed and giggled and ran about like feral cats. He shook his head and tried to cobble together each move in life that had brought him to this spot; but it was too variegated, and he had been going too fast to take notes , he thought. This is just where he was, and now he ought to, he thought, tell his girls a bedtime story for Christ-fucking-sake.
They waited in silence now, as daddy was in charge, they thought, and anything said now would only ruin what was to come. He followed them into the bedroom.
“Ladies, did I ever tell you about the story of the Little Jackass Bunny?” he asked, and they grinned, and he now saw that they had glitter -and a little bit of arousal in their faces. They loved the way he talked about work , it was like warto him; and they saw his war-stories as grand; saw it all as love, and poetry and ancient masculinity on display. Wojak was a chad who was now providing Orange Kush Mints Weed of the highest quality
They passed the pipe and held their knees; they blew smoke into the air above them. The sheets were stained with amorous effluvium from weeks of him wearing our their most soft parts; and they tried to make space for him in the middle of the bed by moving pillows and blankets.
“Jesus,” he said as he spied the sex-stained sheets, “you can make out the face of Donald Trump on these things. How much fucking do we do; exactly?”
“A lot,” Gina said. “Tell us about the Jackass Bunny!”
“Ah yes… Isaiah Lobsterbusch… AKA the Little Jackass Bunny!” Wojak laughed in contempt for mentioning the name of the Jackass Bunny and out of amusement for the story he was about to tell Vikki and Gina. “I met this stupid fucker four days after a Deftones concert I went to while I was still in college, and he noticed me wearing a Deftones t-shirt I bought from a stand at the tour!”
“Fuckin’ Deftones baby…” Vikki said, biting her lip in a soft, seductive, horny manner as she gently scratched Wojak’s chest with her nails. “Wait, why is he the Jackass Bunny?”
“You’ve seen Disney’s Alice In Wonderland?” Wojak asked as Vikki and Gina both nodded. “Isaiah strongly resembles that one character who sits at the table with the Mad Hatter… the March Hare! His face and this look he had in his eyes!”
“And his personality was that of a jack-ass too?” Vikki asked as Gina giggled.
“Indeed… well anyways, we got along initially because of Deftones as well as other bands such as Metallica and Soundgarden... When I was twenty-three, that was when I moved into a house with ten other people…” said Wojak. “Isaiah was actually one of those ten roommates. And believe me… he was fine at first, but he began going down a bizarre downward spiral where he was paranoid and accusing everyone of being passive aggressive to him… when it was the other way around!”
“Like… he was legit unstable?” asked Gina.
“He was such a cuck! GOD, he was always such an insufferable person who always found reasons to complain! “Oh my God, a spider is in my shoe!? Someone put it there! Why is there a sock on my jacket!? Personal attack!!!” Wojak laughed. “But man… he was always complaining about people from the skate park always coming up and vandalizing his car, just non-stop bitching!”
“Oh… so he’s paranoid…” said Vikki. “How did he get kicked out?”
“The final straw was when after the first roommate was kicked out, a person named Joe Ludwigson. Joe got replaced by Terry. Terry was a recovering meth addict trying to get his shit together, and everyone was trying to help Terry, but Isaiah was just harassing him and accusing him of stealing and doing meth in the house.” said Wojak. “After I kept sticking up for Terry, as did my other roommates… Isaiah decided to retaliate against me by stealing my weed, which was not ok…”
“Bastard!” Gina exclaimed in sympathy. “So did you beat him up?!”
“I yelled at him, and Isaiah did nothing but give excuses!” Wojak laughed. “Because you’re a little punk! Because you’re a child!”
“You’re more of a man than this little fuckboy hun…” Vikki whispered into Wojak’s ear loud enough for Gina to hear and elicit a warm smile out of her. “Continue…”
“I even said that it was my weed and stealing was not ok, if the little bastard had asked beforehand, I would have been ok. And he just kept downplaying everything; “Wojak, it was less than a gram, you make yourself sound like such a kingpin!” said Wojak. “And then Terry called him out on all his bullshit which resulted in Isaiah literally spitting on him!”
“Eww! Spitting!? GROSS!” Vikki said with shock.
“Did he get arrested!?” asked Gina.
“Yes, but not right away; here’s the good part; I yelled at him and told him he needed to get the fuck out, and he began saying he didn’t need us because we were all gay and that we could go fuck each other!” said Wojak. “His constant homophobia was also getting old, and always revolved around seventh grade insults, so I told him to shut up. After he yelled “what did you just say!?” Terry called him a festering cum-bubble on a dead f-----’s ass!”
Vikki and Gina both guffawed as Wojak gleefully smiled at this.
“And it was then that he pulled a knife on Terry, so I punched Isaiah in the sternum. Then Terry threw Isaiah out the window!” Wojak laughed. “This is the part where Isaiah’s got arrested; he drove over to his brother's house asking for help, but his father who he always complained about attempted to intervene.”
“Oh?” asked Gina.
“Yeah, Isaiah became paranoid and he accused his father of pulling the strings behind everything! He actually accused his own father of reaching out to David and Elliott to find Terry so Terry could be a spy for him!” laughed Wojak. “And fuckin’ Isaiah assaulted his dad as he screamed the lyrics to Master of Puppets by Metallica and the cops came!”
“That’s one hell of a story, daddy…” Gina seductively whispered into Wojak’s ear as Vikki began digging her nails into Wojak’s chest, eliciting a horny growl from Wojak that sounded much like a male grizzly bear having settled to take a nap near the river bank.
Given that this is the life of Wojak McLeod, a Doomer, none of this would be real. Just a lucid dream. As Wojak was prepared to have a threesome with two fictitious women inside his own head, the sound of his Alexa went off. Wojak McLeod was awake… And what was once orgasmic bliss slowly transmuted into a chthonic anger that was daily fuel for him. Another day in the sad reality that is clown world was waiting for Wojak…

Demographics: - Gender: Male - Race/Ethnicity: Asian(lol) - Residence: Kenya - Income Bracket: Not seeking aid. - Type of School: Private - Hooks (Recruited Athlete, URM, First-Gen, Geographic, Legacy, etc.): None - Intended Major(s): Computer Science Academics: - GPA (UW/W): N/A - Rank (or percentile): N/A - Senior Year Course Load: IGCSE(9A*1A), AS LEVEL(4A), TRANSCRIPT(Mostly A's and a couple of B's) - Standardized TestingSAT I: 1490 (690RW, 800M) Superscore: - 1510 (71-RW, 800M) Extracurriculars/Activities: #1 Mentee, Microsoft Peer to Peer Mentorship - I worked to fix bugs, improve code efficiency, and brainstorm solutions to problems. Attended workshops focused on AI, Security and Data science. #2 Youth ambassador, project leader, and member, Friends of Nairobi National Park (FoNNaP)-Active participant in board meetings & national park clean-up. Gave talks at various school to increase youth involvement and led many projects. #3 Member, Beauty and Joy of Computing(BJC) Summer Program @ University of California Berkeley-An intensive 2 wks program held at Berkeley. I enhanced and applied my coding skills. Met with diverse people and deepened my passion for technology. #4 Soccer, Captain- As a captain, I participated in several tournaments & matches representing my academy. I learnt valuable teamwork, leadership, & improved my fitness. #5 Online Education, MITx 6.00.1x Introduction to Computer Science and Programming using Python Persevered & achieved overall grade of 91%. Learned algorithmic complexity, a notion of computation & the process of testing, debugging using Python. (Listed like almost all the cs courses I did online prolly did like more than 50 lol in the additional section) #6 Member, Technology & Entrepreneurship Ladder- A UC Berkeley Kenyan students initiative to provide students in Kenya with a platform for tech entrepreneurship. Attended all workshops and talks. #7 Founder & Tutor, Coding Club- Taught weekly lessons in Python through structured syllabus. Improved my leadership skills, confidence, & promoted tech enthusiasm in my school. #8 John Hopkins Center for Talented Youth program- A prestigious opportunity reserved for academically gifted individuals who excel beyond their peers. My exemplary performance on the School and College Ability Test, which measures math and verbal reasoning skills in gifted children, allowed me to be part of the ‘High Honor’ student body. As an awardee of this program, I have had the privilege of participating in advanced coursework and enriching my academic pursuits. #9Completer and tutor, Kumon- I completed Kumon English & Math from Grade 8. I was also appointed to tutor my fellow students in Math. Forged bonds with fellow students. #10 plus some other standard ones like leadership, volunteering etc but nothing outta the ordinary!
Awards/Honors Honestly my weakest point but literally just had loads of school subject awards, a cs competition award, and some foreign language diplomas. Letters of Recommendation CS Teacher (8/10): She knew me quite well and wrote about my involvement in competitions etc.Physics Teacher (10/10): Always topped his classes and I was his fav student so it was very good.Chemistry(9/10): Wrote about me spending my lunch times doing labs but it was quite good cos he liked me a lot.
Interviews Stanford: Honestly found it amazing! My interviewer was also from Kenya and she said I would be an extremely good fit. Went on for nearly 2 hours Decisions EA: Georgia Tech: Deferred(Then Accepted in RD), UIUC CS(Grainger): Accepted RD: Accepted: USC(Scholarship), Wisconsin-Madison, Maryland, Michigan, Georgia Tech, Minnesota(Scholarship), Purdue, UT-AUSTIN, BU(Scholarship), UCIRVINE, UCSD, UCDAVID Waitlisted(Didnt accept the spot.) - UCLA Rejected: Cornell, Columbia, Yale, Northwestern, Upenn, Cornell, Harvard, Stanford, CMU, UCBERKELEY, Duke, John Hopkins.

I am getting married at the end of next month and the wedding is going to be in Canada (hubby to be is Canadian and that’s where we will be living beginning in the fall). I am American and so is most of my family. The wedding will be about 5 hours away from where me and my family currently live in the states. We already have everything planned and paid for, including the venue for the ceremony and reception.
Today I get several texts and calls from my dad, aunt, uncle and cousin asking me to change the location of my wedding to within the US. I am bewildered at this request (even though I already knew my answer was going to be no); apparently my 20 year old cousin got a driving under the influence charge in Canada last year and isn’t allowed back into the country because she’ll be in serious legal trouble.
Im not close with this side of my family NOR did I know about this until today. I reply to my aunt telling her that the venue is already paid for and that im not changing my plans. I then get several phone calls and paragraph text messages from my aunt and cousin calling me selfish and that I don’t care about my family. I then get a call from my dad asking if we can postpone our wedding and just have it at city hall near where my parents live. I tell them no (mind you my fiancé and I paid in full for our wedding with no help from our families). I get the same response calling me selfish and that no one wants to come to our wedding anyway.
Was I the asshole?

During one of those mood swings, or episodes, I don’t even know what to call them, but I mean the combo of distress, nervous energy, and sadness, it lasted a few hours and seemed to be getting worse and so I went to the kitchen, grabbed the scissors, twisted my long hair and cut off most of it.
On the practical side of things maybe it, the impulse, was not too terrible. I did feel still sad but calmer, as if by taking drastic action I had pressed some sort of pause button. The family member I was interacting with also stopped feeding the flames of my distress.
I mean that stopping was good. As self harm goes, it was better than, for example, cutting (which I’ve never done or felt an impulse to do) or hitting myself with my hands (which I have done, sometimes bruising), or so I kept telling myself.
On the other hand, it’s probably pathological right? Or is it not that different from going to a salon and cutting your hair short on impulse?
Also, this may sound frivolous, but short hair has never looked good on me, this is a fact. I dread going to work tomorrow and showing my short hair. (Yes, I went to the salon to clean it up).
Anyway, that’s it. I told my small group of friends and I didn’t like their reaction much, I feel like the results of my trauma make it difficult to maintain friends but can’t my finger on what it is that I do wrong, and I feel sort of lonely right now, so that’s why I’m here, I suppose.

My first time trying marijuana was when I was 30. I had more if opportunity presented itself but I never bought it. I did start buying it when I was 32 and a dispensary opened a block away, and it was cheap enough that I could spend $25 on a small tub and smoke a bowl a day for over a month. It was really cheap or maybe my tolerance was so low that I got off on a smaller amount.
I've smoked a bowl a day for the last two years. I never went a day without it. And even when I thought I'd take a day break, I'd absentmindedly pack a bowl and smoke it, like there was some disconnect between what I wanted and what my actions were. I even threw my pipe away and dumped all my weed and it's only a few hours before I'm rebuying it all.
Weed makes me content but is making me depressed because I'm too content, does that make sense? 10min after smoking, the whole day I am satisfied and not driven to do anything but fart around and watch movies or play games. I stopped working and just smoke all the times because I don't feel the drive to do anything at all.
My 8y/o daughter talked to me on Friday about how she doesn't like when I smoke weed. I was taken aback because I didn't even know she knew what that was, and I never thought my personality changed. I decided to stop and I went all Saturday without anything, even turning down edibles someone offered me. But I want to smoke today because I have no self control.
Is this addiction? How do I stop?

the best and worst parts of crypto are its volatility. on one hand it gives investors even with low budgets to see substantial gains. on the other, it can make you lose 80% of your money within a month (or a day if you're heavily invested in certain alts)
I was one of the people in the latter group. I have lost so much, but when it comes to gaining, it is simply taking forever.
The crypto market was finally starting to see some greens in the past few months, and I was hopeful that this would change my luck.
Yet, the markets have become almost stagnant these days and I just feel as if it is not volatile enough
Don't get me wrong, low volatity would be great for adoption, and of course the price is changing albeit slowly, but I am unable to find it substantial given the condition of my portfolio.
this is mainly my own fault for buying at the wrong times. i was buying the dips when price was still near the ath not knowing we were headed for a bear.
I was scared to see the losses at first but got encouraged to DCA and HODL when I saw this sub, thinking eventually I will turn out to be profitable.
But just how long will it take? let go of profit, even breaking even seems difficult.
am I the only one here who is impatient?

CW: Minor description of torture, death, and kidnapping.
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I was wandering along the side of the road. You must have seen me. Sleek and slender with tender skin. You turned around in your car and followed me. Did I look like someone you could use to have fun with?
You used a black garbage bag to grab me. You hog tied me in the trunk of your car. It was a hot night. I could feel my perspiration slide against my cheek and the plastic. The air was thin, but enough. I wish it had ended there.
You led me to your mother’s basement. You tied me to a chair and gagged me. You tapped my eyes shut with black duct tape. I could smell the adhesive as it caught my eyelashes. There was the sound of an air compressor, then a sudden release of air.
Tsskt
You had shot my thigh with a nail gun.
Did you know me? Was I someone you chose at random? I was only trying to get home. Did you pray better than me? Did God love you more for him to allow this? At that moment, I turned my back to him.
I could feel the blood drip down from the fresh puncture wound. It was hot and throbbing against my tight jeans. You removed the gag and asked me to scream for you. I will never scream for you. I told you to just shoot me in the head. You said you weren’t done with me.
My eyes still covered, I felt the blade of a knife dance across my exposed skin. The slices burned at my nerves and every ounce of my flesh scrambled to escape. All in vain, you laughed at me. You placed the knife against my parched throat. I imagined it was the blade of the reaper, readying his scythe for the mercy kill. But this did not come. Not this moment.
Over the course of what felt like days, you defiled my body. I was numb to all stimuli, and with my eyes still covered, I imagined I was just a worm. A worm that was unable to fathom the man made horror beyond my comprehension. And still, I did not scream for you. I didn’t scream for myself. I didn’t scream for God, or Mary or Jesus. I cried, but I did not give any of you the pleasure of my voice.
My body was a pincushion for your nail gun. A device that was meant to build was being used to break down.
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This sound echoed within my ears even when you were gone. You covered my head with a plastic bag. I told you I couldn’t breathe. You asked me to scream for you.
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SSSShhhhhh
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I refused to. I could not move my fingers apart anymore as they were bound by the thin metal skewering them together.
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Did you like me better without a face? Did you see me on tv? The newspaper? Were my mom and dad looking for me? Does it echo in your eyes?
Have you seen me?
Have you seen me?
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Have you seen me?
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Have you seen me, mother fucker?
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So I'll try to summarize as succinctly as I can. I've been infrequently DMing campaigns for a while now. I like to think I am pretty good at Narrative DMing, and the level of out-of-game hatred my players in a homebrew I am running have for the antagonist they chose (Oh, she could have been a party ally. There were a few possible endgame antagonists.) makes me feel confident in that statement.
Interested in being a player, I went looking to join online games. Realizing how many people are doing the same thing, I answered a call to be a DM for an online groups. There were ups and downs in the search, but eventually I found a group who vibed really well and appreciated the homebrew setting I had built.
The character designs I was hearing the rough outlines for were -chefs kiss- They really drank in my world and built characters around it. Some of the less successful groups I had reached out to, it really felt like they didn't read a single thing I sent them and were going to play an identical character in any game they were in.
I'm fine with that in broad strokes. However, when your character is overtly contradicting world building I've set up...
Anyway. The group I landed on were supposed to be launching our First Session in a bit more than 24 hours. Half of which I will be spending at work and therefore unable to prepare for the campaign.
I had asked the group, a few times, for character sheets and a broad strokes outline of characters. I expressed that I wanted to know about their characters so I could design the way the world would be interacting with them, side quests, etc.
I had asked that they try to have their characters to me by the end of the week, and then yesterday afternoon. Each time I asked, the party itself got more and more quiet with me. By the end, only the guy who recruited me answered when I said I would very much like finalized character outlines by yesterday afternoon so I could nail down my plans for their characters as DM.
Suffice it to say, I did not get them.
"Aight. Thanks for taking an interest in my homebrew setting. Best of luck in your future endeavours."
Ghosted.
Am I being a jerk? Is it weird of me to want character outlines and character sheets as a DM?
I need that information. I need to balance encounters around your characters, and I want to design roleplay/narrative aspects around them. In the group I successfully ran this setting with, 2/3 characters got special knowledge because their characters were such that they would intuitively know more than the surface level campaign description.
I can't do this if I don't know about your characters.
In one instance, I didn't even know what class/race the dude wanted to be.
I'm more confused than anything else. Why did they get so into my world building only to act that way? If they needed more time, I was prepared to wait for like, a month. They're the ones who were pushing a quick start date. I'm sitting here like...

1. Is this a prank?
2. Do you have an outmoded 'The DM is the enemy' thought pattern and you are trying to keep things secret? I can't worldbuild you a personal questline if I know nothing about your characters.
3. Did ya'll just get pinged by a DM you prefered and ghost me first?

I'm more confused than angry at this point. These guys were more into my world building than anyone I've ever met. Their characters could only work in my world, or one with similar world building.
And they deadass just didn't give me finalized character outlines/sheets.
I literally didn't even know what Race/Class/Alignment one of them wanted to be. We were supposed to launch tomorrow, the second I got home from work. This was a time/date they suggested. I didn't even know what race/class/alignment one of them was, and they wanted to launch.
Any insight into what might have been happening by more experienced DMs?

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Normally worms can’t survive long underwater and are free XP. This one deployed a barbed horn and proceeded to swim around faster than any fish I’ve seen, and took me for the ride. I tried fighting back but it was useless. If that wasn’t bad enough, this thing then used the “fly” ability, took me out of the water, and tried drowning me. How is this remotely fair?
Fortunately for me, a human main was there in the air to free me from the worm’s grasp. If not for them my run would be over. These types of near auto game over buffs given to players that are typically free XP is totally uncalled for and makes for a frankly unplayable meta. Am I supposed to stop using worms for free XP? What happens when flies receive a similar buff, or smaller fish? Please devs nerf this worm buff for the sake of all fish mains

I (32f) divorced my ex husband (33m) of 12 years back in march last year due to infidelity as well as many other issues which lead to me having severe trust issues, insecurities, sexual trauma and ptsd.
When we first separated I began to go on many dates in part because I had been married my whole adult life and wanted to try and enjoy my freedom, but also because I have shared custody of my now 8 year old son, and when he was with his dad I needed distractions to avoid getting depressed in his absence.
One of the first people I met (27m) however was almost exactly my perfect "type". He looked nothing like my former husband. He was tan and lanky with Beautiful dark eyes and a shy smile. He was quiet and had a serious nature but a good sense of humor. While he was awkward and cagey he was still very honest when asked a question and he admired my odd nature and abrasive honesty and so we continued to see each other a few times a week. Neither of us was looking to be seriously involved when we met but as time went on we both began to develop strong feelings for each other and decided to date exclusively back in September.
He had managed to help me through my trust issues and was patient with me and offered anything I needed in order to get through my issues and work through problems. He was honest with me even when the answer wasn't what I would want and he was respectful and understanding when it came to my fears and trauma. 6 weeks into us meeting I even had a panic attack near him (usually I am able to get away and hide when that happens. Only three people prior had ever seen me have one) and he sat with me and helped me through it and even seeing me in so low and dark a place he still wanted me.
It's been over a year now that we have been dating, and 9 months exclusively when suddenly he dropped the bomb on me that we needed to break up.. And it's terrible because it's not even something he wants..
He is not native to America. He is here for school which hasn't been an issue at all, as he seemed pretty sure he wanted to get permanent residence in the states and even if not I would be willing to move in time, so long as I could work out a custody arrangement with my son so that I still could have him at least half the time... But now his family is demanding he move back home in a year when he graduates and because of that and a few other recent life events he has been forced to realize that he doesn't believe it is possible for his family to accept me as his partner. He had hoped that in time he could figure away around it, or face it in the far future but the fact that I have a child from a former marriage Would apparently bring massive shame to his family and their status. He had only ever expressed mild concern to me before about me having a son affecting the chance of a future together and he actually loves my son. He thinks he is cute, enjoys seeing him and when he doesn't see him he asks me about him and he enjoys me sending pictures of my son and I going to parks, playing or doing activities together. In fact the way he treats my son, as well as the way he treats me as a mother are part of why I fell so deeply in love with him, so hearing this as the reason absolutely wrecked my world.
Since his family lives abroad I have never met them, so I tried asking him if I could do a video chat with his parents to explain to them my circumstances and ask their permission to dste him and if there is anything I can do that would give enough value to me as an individual to balance out the 'shame' and make me an acceptable partner for their son. Unfortunately, his parents are pretty controlling about many aspects of his life and future. They have chosen where he lives and moved him every few years, which has kept him from really getting roots anywhere or developing long term friendships, and even tried to dictate his degree until he grew so depressed that they finally agreed to allow him a degree that was useful but that he also held a passion for. And while his family understands the importance of a love match with marriage they also believe that the match also must have the parents approval. Because of how controlling and unyielding they have been his whole life, and how dark a place it took him getting for something as simple as the major he took in college he is too set on the certainty it would fail and is too afraid of it just being more proof we can't be together, with the added displeasure of his parents response to him after of disapproval.
It also doesnt help that his father is the owner of a company and can afford to send all of his children abroad to boarding school and college and can afford to travel and visit with them(all in different places) yearly.. While I grew up poor, lived in my town all my life and couldn't afford college because of taking care of family my whole adult life.
While my now ex boyfriend loves me and admires me... Tells me frequently how amazing and unique I am and that I deserve to give myself far more grace. How I deserve love and respect and everything I want in life... To his family I would be seen as impure, immoral and a failure.
I am finally pursuing college ( A choice I made well before learning that was another thing they would likely deny me for), and I still feel like there could be some way to salvage things with him. I looked into the laws of his country and it is legal and accepted for women to initial divorce, and is especially accepted in the car of adultery or abuse.. It is however viewed as a social issue and has lead to an increase in poverty.. I have even offered to speak to his family and offer to allow them it omit my existence. To remain in the states so long as he can live here at least half the year with me.. But he doesn't want to live a double life and said that my son and I deserve better (Which I agree with, but would be willing to compromise because of how good he treats me and my son and the connection we have).
I know he isn't wrong but the prospect of losing him, and having to date anyone else terrifies me.
We have agreed to remain friends but I secretly hope that he changes his mind and that we can find a way to make it work. I am not sure if I can get any help or advice or if I just needed to vent. All I know is that I was with a man for 12 years... And never felt so safe, loved and accepted as I do now. I have never felt so trusting and connected to a partner or felt such deep love, administration, attraction and devotion as I do to this person. With my ex and every ex prior I had doubts and concerns but with him I know I could trust and love him for life if given the chance. What hurts most of all is knowing he is hurting too. He has said he still loves me and that he doesn't want to break up. That he feels he has to and that if we continued on with him feeling like there is no future it would slowly tear him up. It kills me to know he loves me, but that he is being crushed by his family's expectations and demands.
I know he loves them, and they are the only stability he has ever known and have given him experiences I could never dream of. I would never wish to come between that or sever his bonds... But I also know that it is so unhealthy for him to have so little control of his own future... Especially since he is effectively the black sheep of his family. Where he loves nature and hiking, his family hates the outdoors. where he is timid and gentle, his family is hard and ambition. Where he is liberal and so very accepting, his family is conservative christians with extreme bias ( to the point where his mother would prefer he marry a girl of the same race and was afraid of he had gay friends he would turn gay.. And he is non descriminent on race for his attraction and his best friend is trans).
I am not sure what I can do... If anything. All I know is I would literally sacrifice an arm if I could alter their view enough to allow him to live his life and seek his own happiness... Even if I wasn't who he ended up with for life. I would give almost anything for us to see for ourselves where our relationship goes, for him to be able to escape his oppressive family trauma and choose a life for himself.. And would only hope that it could include me.

Edit: Apologies if the title is somewhat misleading (I was rather frustrated when typing it)
TLDR: Got my game frame freezed, causing to softlock a heist followed by all kinds of slandering for using gameplay changing mods.
Also it's a long read so yeah, that.
Hosted a pub lobby, Big Bank. Some guy joins me, infamy 20+, (later discover they have 3K+ hrs on the game) never met this person before. Starts off by asking If I meme my mods. I, at the time, hadn't a clue what he meant. I now think they were referring to changing the name of a mod in mod.txt to something different.
I have rng-modifier and Secondary as primary (SAP) in my mods folder and they are visible in my player list along with some others, which I believe to be, more QOL orientated mods: VanillaHUDplus, windowed borderless, Infamy in lobby, Perfect Viewmodel, Weapon shadows, drag and drop inventory, radial menu vocalizer, Faster ecm placement on ATM, lessimplecrosshair and The Fixes.
So heist starts. I'm still running 3 modifications via rng-modifier: The printer room and toilet corridor always spawn and the bridge is always near the buttons. (You'll just have to take my word for it, I have no way to (dis)prove that I wasn't running anything else). I, also, was not using a secondary as primary during the heist. (Again, no way for me to (dis)prove whether I was or wasn't).
They we're a tad off an oddball. Very very, chatty. It was getting somewhat annoying at a certain point as I just wanted to just do the heist, but I didn't really comment on it. I even initially thought they we're high or something, because of the whole "Do you meme your mods" thing and telling me to join the navy when I made some mistakes and had to restart. Regardless of whether they we're high or not, I simply thought they we're just goofing about.
So we get to the end, bags through the bus and toward the van. I have, in the past, seen some stuff about a bug that exists that causes you to just jump around, but I wasn't really paying attention, nor fully certain that this was the only bug with the bus escape. I've never had it happen before. So unsuspectingly I walk back into the bus to grab a bag, but then I get put in some strange frame-freezed slow mo state. Thinking I could still move around to the van, since I noticed I was still able to do some things, I wait and try for a bit. I restart after a while since I can't properly type in chat and don't want to keep dragging on the heist when we can't finish.
Mind you I was getting very suspicious and was reasonably sure that someone had purposely soft-locked me. (I referred to it as crashing in the chat, but I will use the term soft-locking since it's more appropriate.
Back in the lobby I ask about whether someone had soft locked my game. Then the person in question (I will not state their name since it's not allowed) says it's because of my mods. I was very certain that that was not the case so I call BS. Thus commences the pointless "Kicking a dead horse" type of discussion where I am a "Cheater", have no skill and that I should've informed everyone of what I was modifying (The last point I can somewhat understand, but again there's the player list mod viewing feature for a reason). This goes on for a while, supposedly they're also recording (cannot confirm). I eventually have said all I wanted to say, wish them all the best with their YT.
Side note: I assumed, at the time, that this was one of those people that goes around preying on people with game-play changing mods that are viewed by many as cheats and then records everything and posts it on YT to cater to other fanatics who absolutely despise people who use mods in games. Couldn't find any videos with some quick searches, but I recalled seeing something like this in the past.
They also go on about how mods should be SP only and that MP games are made to prove skill against one another. At this point I'm just baffled beyond repair. Way I view it, Payday 2 is, at it's core, a cooperative FPS heist game, not a highly competitive "who's better than who" game. So at this point I'm just straight up a calling this guy delusional. I'm sorry, but this was really taking it too far for me.
I do not recall ever meeting/interacting with this person before so safe to say they know absolutely nothing about me.
You see, and once more you'll just have to believe me, I recently have been playing in a lot of other's lobbies and gotten kicked many times for my mods. So I've been slowly chipping away at them realising it indeed was more fun playing without all these gameplay altering mods. I kept RNG modifier and SAP. RNG modifier I kept because it's used in speedruns so I thought it isn't all that wrong to have it and have been defaulting most settings as I play the heists I have previously changed. SAC I kept since I saw no harm in using secondaries as primaries i.e. using a the vector as a primary while using the locomotive as secondary.
So at last my question and kind of my discussion point: Is it "normal" in the PD2 community to behave as this person did? because I was absolutely disgusted by this persons behaviour towards me.

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