Cómo dice el título voy a contar de mí familia o un pequeño resumen de mí Lore
Soy hombre y tengo 18 años, vivo actualmente con mí mamá, mí padrastro y mí hermano menor, y no he tenido contacto con mí padre biológico desde hace algunos años
Empecemos cuando yo tenía 14, considero que nací ahí, ya que tuve amnesia y no recordaba ni mí propio nombre, mis pasatiempos era publicar mis dibujos y comics, yo pesaba que mí mamá no sabía que yo había tenido amnesia porque siempre me retaba cuando no sabía algo, pero hace poco me di cuenta que si, ella siempre supo que tuve esa amnesia pero nunca quiso ayudar a reeducarme. De lo poco que recuerdo de mí infancia sé que mí mamá me pegaba mucho, y siempre a mí, con mí hermano jamás, también sé que tengo varios problemas de salud desde que nací. Soy prematuro y tengo partes de mí cuerpo que no están bien formadas, y con partes me refiero específicamente mis genitales, que parecen una mezcla con los genitales de una mujer, además de eso tengo algunos problemas de crecimiento y un sistema inmune muy malo. Mí mamá se burlaba de mí por esto, hacía chistes de mí hombría o me trataba de mujer para que me sienta peor, me compraba tangas y zapatos de mujer y negaba mí propio nombre llamándome con el nombre de mí hermana, a los 15 me cansé de eso y le pedí ayuda a mí psicóloga, ella me dijo que llame a un número que era de asesoramiento (? Pero resultó ser para denunciar y la termine denunciando lo cual yo no quería hacer, me llevaron a la casa de mí papá y viví con el 3 meses en los cuales el me vigilaba porque tenía cámaras y micrófonos en la casa, me obligaba a vestirme como mujer, me habían dado hasta una peluca, me obligaba a maquillarme, y si decia que no le pegaba a la mesa fuerte y gritaba como el unga unga que es, me hacía dormir en la cama sin sábanas a 40 grados para que me dé calor. Cabe aclarar que tuve una época de insomnio a esa edad, para dormirme tenia que dibujar o ver una película, me relajaba tanto que podía dormir, pero según mí papá la cura era obligarme, pasar tanto tiempo sin dormir me hizo alucinar y me empezaba a volver loco, pasaba toda la noche mirando el techo porque no me dejaba ni sentarme a dibujar, recién me podía dormir un poco cuando amanecía porque me relajaba mucho lo lindo del amanecer, pero igual me hacía levantarme temprano. Me hacía comer en una mesa diferente y se quejaba de tener que darme de comer o darme techo, intento llevarme a un psicólogo por mí orientación sexual (la cual aún no tengo completamente definida) lo cual claramente no funcionó. El y su esposa se burlaban de mis genitales, y una vez decidí acabar con mí vida y fui al baño a hacerlo, pero el me vio PORQUE TAMBIÉN HABIA CAMARAS EN EL BAÑO y se puso a gritarme, insultarme y demás, ya sé que no estaba bien, pero aún con 15 años no sabía bien quien era, no estaba yendo a la escuela tampoco porque aún no entendía bien las cosas y me estresaba intentando entenderlo (aún no estaba listo porque no estaba del todo recuperado) pero no era razón de tratarme tan mal, llame a la policía muchas veces y mandaba correos a una oficina de ayuda a menores y no respondieron nunca, pude salir de ahí el día que el me subió a su auto y me llevo unos 15 kilómetros más lejos de su casa y me tiró en la calle con mis cosas, en ese momento mí mamá me fue a buscar y dijo que no podía vivir sin mí y que lo intento pero me extraña demasiado, asique me llevo a la casa, al principio estaba "bien" las cosas en mí casa, pero yo emocionalmente no, no entendía mí cuerpo y mí mamá no quería hablarme de eso, investigue más sobre el cuerpo humano y no entendía nada, me daban crisis, tenía miedo de ir solo a un doctor o algo porque no sabía asique no hice nada, tiempo después mí mamá conoció a mí padrastro, al inicio el me caía muy bien, nos gustaba hablar de historia y el espacio tiempo, y mí mamá le tenía suficiente confianza como para dejarlo solo en la casa conmigo y mí hermano, antes todo estaba bien, pero tiempo después me empezó a pedir que me saque la ropa y que quería verme, me pedía ver mí cuerpo, y me hacía preguntas muy personales sobre sexo o que cosas me gustan(lo cual en ese entonces no tenía ni idea, ya tenía 16 en ese entonces) me sentía muy incómodo, el se desnudaba en frente mío aunque no era necesario pero igualmente lo hacía y se quedaba así desnudo, cabe aclarar que cuando yo tenía 13 años uno de los exs de mí mamá (que era un policía) abuso de mí mientras yo dormía, y cuando tenía 12 años me violaron en mí viaje de egresados, un chico de 19 que se metió a la habitación (obviamente mí mamá no me creyó ninguna de esas dos veces que le dije) yo hablé con mí padrastro y le dije que no quería que se cambie en frente mío o me pida verme porque me ponía muy mal, y me sentía como que me iba a desmayar y que no lo hiciera más a lo que el contesto que lo tenía que superar y se siguió desnudando y pidiéndome que me saque la ropa, entonces me canse y le dije a mí mamá lo que pasó, ella me miro con una cara de decepción total y me dijo que yo lo provoqué y que seguro si le mostré mí cuerpo sin ropa, y yo jamás se lo mostré ._. pero ella decía eso, a la noche me empezó a gritar y a castigar y le pregunté porque si yo no hice nada y ella me respondió "NO HICISTE NADA?" enojadisima, entonces agarre huevos y le dije que yo no hice absolutamente nada y me fui toda la noche a la casa de una amiga para no verla. Mí mamá hablo con mí padrastro y después vino a hablar conmigo, saben que me dijo? Si, me echo de la casa, dijo que me quiere afuera para fin de año y que es lo mejor para los dos, porque dice que yo no sé convivir, actualmente tengo que comer en el piso de mí habitación SOLO mientras ellos comen juntos en la mesa como la familia feliz, y si, me dan de comer LAS SOBRAS, y cuando como algo de la heladera lo tiran a la basura después como diciendome que les doy asco, mí padrastro se ríe de mí y cuando estoy cerca de pone a romper cosas y mí mamá grita.
Porque anécdota random, una vez había baja tensión de electricidad, por lo que mí mamá apagó la electricidad de la casa, yo tenía 16 años creo (? Yo encendí la electricidad y desenchufe las cosas porque queria usar la electricidad en vez de los datos porque mí mamá siempre me decia que estaban re caros (si ya sé, no tuve que hacer eso pero en ese momento no lo pensé así) cuestión que mí mamá fue a usar el microondas y encendían las luces los botones funcionaban pero no calentaba, ella dijo que creía que estaba roto, también había un foco que no encendía asique me mandó a cambiarlo ya que el foco era nuevo, cuando llego al almacén la dueña me hizo probar el foco para asegurarse que no andaba, y si andaba, entonces me di cuenta que era mí casa que tenía el problema y que eso después se pasaba, lo que significa que el microondas no estaba roto, cuando llegue mí mamá dijo que no me creía y que rompí el microondas y la heladera porque la luz le parpadeaba, le dije que no y se empezó a quejar por la plata y demás, hago un paréntesis, somos gente de plata y además de eso, mí hermano menor ya ha roto 3 veces su teléfono, unas 5 veces su tablet, le hemos comprado como 3 joysticks nuevos y arreglado más de 5 veces cuando se rompían, 2 veces MI computadora porque se le cayó una taza de leche encima y sumándole que también le habíamos arreglado la play4 una vez también, cierro paréntesis, mí mamá se enojo tanto por el microondas y la heladera que claramente no estaban rotos, que me pegó hasta tirarme al piso, una vez en el piso me agarró de los pelos y me arrastro por el piso hasta la cocina y me tiró un palo de escoba y me dijo que limpie, me empezó a tratar de mujer y me dijo que ahora iba a ser empleado, y se fue a su habitación a ver una película, volvía cada tanto para pegarme de nuevo y se iba, a la mañana siguiente se fue la baja tensión y como yo dije, nada estaba roto, en vez de unas disculpas me dijo "te lo merecías"
Y otras mini anécdotas, la vez que me pegó con una botella de aluminio (con la parte dura) porque se había cortado la luz y le pedí a mí mamá si podíamos ver una película con mí hermano o algo con los datos de su teléfono, me pegó tanto que me dejó moretones del tamaño de limones, y me dejó tonto porque me dio varias veces en la cabeza, mí hermano gritaba y lloraba que me suelte mientras ella hacía eso También la vez que ella siempre me decía que me duerma temprano, eran las 11 y me intentaba dormir y ella tenía el televisor al palo, le pedí que si lo bajaba, dijo "ponete auriculares y dormí" y le subió más al televisor. Pd: no dormí (no fue solo esa vez) Y más situaciones asi
(Si preguntan por un diagnóstico, tengo diagnosticado lo de la amnesia, problemas de crecimiento y de hormonas, depresión, ansiedad y problemas de estrés. Mí mamá tiene bipolaridad)

Anterior mente en otra historia q ya conté (no disponible lo siento) Conté como me hago 100% cargo de mi hermano menor de 5 años me dan 500 dolares al mes para los 2 y un auto q yo alejo a un q ellos estén llenos de dinero no se hacen cargo de su hijo. BN yo ya termine el colegio y me gradué con honores siendo joven pues termine el 20 de diciembre del 2022 y en enero decidí buscar a q U puedo ir teniendo 15 ( el 12 de junio complu 16) y pude ingresar a una muy buena con beca estaba muy feliz ya q a los 9 me viene a vivir a los estados unidos (legal con mis papás) y a los 9 ya estaba en sexto o séptimo a mis 10 años hace mi hermano y hace en estados unidos y después de q nació ya lo empecé a cuidar yo y a los 14 y 15 lo cuidaba 100% yo y no podía salir a entrenar o disfrutar mi adolescencia por el no lo culpo ni es su culpa lo amo. Le comenté a mis padres de la beca y q me tenía q ir lejos y no poder cuidar a mi hermano mi mamá lo tomo de la peor manera sabiendo q no trabaja es "ama de casa" a un q no limpie ni su cuarto ella exploto me trato mal y me reclamo quien iva a cuidar a mi hermano y q ella no podia. Me golpeo me dijo q no puedo ir por q tengo q hacerme cargo de mi hermano. Y eso no es lo peor lo q más me enojo es q ella no sirve para nada y dijo malas palabras y me golpeo enfrente de mi hermano de 5 años osea mi hermano estuvo mal un tiempo pero ya lo consolé y esta mucho mejor. Por parte de mi padre me apollo para q fuera y me gradura me dijo q podria contrar alguien q lo cuide. y trate bien a mi hermano y q a mi madre la dejamos q engorde y vea películas todo el día. No se si irme a la U y ser una doctora o quedarme y cuidar a mi hermano como lo hice estos ya casi 3 años. Me voy o me quedo?

Cómo dice el título voy a contar de mí familia o un pequeño resumen de mí Lore
Soy hombre y tengo 18 años, vivo actualmente con mí mamá, mí padrastro y mí hermano menor, y no he tenido contacto con mí padre biológico desde hace algunos años
Empecemos cuando yo tenía 14, considero que nací ahí, ya que tuve amnesia y no recordaba ni mí propio nombre, mis pasatiempos era publicar mis dibujos y comics, yo pesaba que mí mamá no sabía que yo había tenido amnesia porque siempre me retaba cuando no sabía algo, pero hace poco me di cuenta que si, ella siempre supo que tuve esa amnesia pero nunca quiso ayudar a reeducarme. De lo poco que recuerdo de mí infancia sé que mí mamá me pegaba mucho, y siempre a mí, con mí hermano jamás, también sé que tengo varios problemas de salud desde que nací. Soy prematuro y tengo partes de mí cuerpo que no están bien formadas, y con partes me refiero específicamente mis genitales, que parecen una mezcla con los genitales de una mujer, además de eso tengo algunos problemas de crecimiento y un sistema inmune muy malo. Mí mamá se burlaba de mí por esto, hacía chistes de mí hombría o me trataba de mujer para que me sienta peor, me compraba tangas y zapatos de mujer y negaba mí propio nombre llamándome con el nombre de mí hermana, a los 15 me cansé de eso y le pedí ayuda a mí psicóloga, ella me dijo que llame a un número que era de asesoramiento (? Pero resultó ser para denunciar y la termine denunciando lo cual yo no quería hacer, me llevaron a la casa de mí papá y viví con el 3 meses en los cuales el me vigilaba porque tenía cámaras y micrófonos en la casa, me obligaba a vestirme como mujer, me habían dado hasta una peluca, me obligaba a maquillarme, y si decia que no le pegaba a la mesa fuerte y gritaba como el unga unga que es, me hacía dormir en la cama sin sábanas a 40 grados para que me dé calor. Cabe aclarar que tuve una época de insomnio a esa edad, para dormirme tenia que dibujar o ver una película, me relajaba tanto que podía dormir, pero según mí papá la cura era obligarme, pasar tanto tiempo sin dormir me hizo alucinar y me empezaba a volver loco, pasaba toda la noche mirando el techo porque no me dejaba ni sentarme a dibujar, recién me podía dormir un poco cuando amanecía porque me relajaba mucho lo lindo del amanecer, pero igual me hacía levantarme temprano. Me hacía comer en una mesa diferente y se quejaba de tener que darme de comer o darme techo, intento llevarme a un psicólogo por mí orientación sexual (la cual aún no tengo completamente definida) lo cual claramente no funcionó. El y su esposa se burlaban de mis genitales, y una vez decidí acabar con mí vida y fui al baño a hacerlo, pero el me vio PORQUE TAMBIÉN HABIA CAMARAS EN EL BAÑO y se puso a gritarme, insultarme y demás, ya sé que no estaba bien, pero aún con 15 años no sabía bien quien era, no estaba yendo a la escuela tampoco porque aún no entendía bien las cosas y me estresaba intentando entenderlo (aún no estaba listo porque no estaba del todo recuperado) pero no era razón de tratarme tan mal, llame a la policía muchas veces y mandaba correos a una oficina de ayuda a menores y no respondieron nunca, pude salir de ahí el día que el me subió a su auto y me llevo unos 15 kilómetros más lejos de su casa y me tiró en la calle con mis cosas, en ese momento mí mamá me fue a buscar y dijo que no podía vivir sin mí y que lo intento pero me extraña demasiado, asique me llevo a la casa, al principio estaba "bien" las cosas en mí casa, pero yo emocionalmente no, no entendía mí cuerpo y mí mamá no quería hablarme de eso, investigue más sobre el cuerpo humano y no entendía nada, me daban crisis, tenía miedo de ir solo a un doctor o algo porque no sabía asique no hice nada, tiempo después mí mamá conoció a mí padrastro, al inicio el me caía muy bien, nos gustaba hablar de historia y el espacio tiempo, y mí mamá le tenía suficiente confianza como para dejarlo solo en la casa conmigo y mí hermano, antes todo estaba bien, pero tiempo después me empezó a pedir que me saque la ropa y que quería verme, me pedía ver mí cuerpo, y me hacía preguntas muy personales sobre sexo o que cosas me gustan(lo cual en ese entonces no tenía ni idea, ya tenía 16 en ese entonces) me sentía muy incómodo, el se desnudaba en frente mío aunque no era necesario pero igualmente lo hacía y se quedaba así desnudo, cabe aclarar que cuando yo tenía 13 años uno de los exs de mí mamá (que era un policía) abuso de mí mientras yo dormía, y cuando tenía 12 años me violaron en mí viaje de egresados, un chico de 19 que se metió a la habitación (obviamente mí mamá no me creyó ninguna de esas dos veces que le dije) yo hablé con mí padrastro y le dije que no quería que se cambie en frente mío o me pida verme porque me ponía muy mal, y me sentía como que me iba a desmayar y que no lo hiciera más a lo que el contesto que lo tenía que superar y se siguió desnudando y pidiéndome que me saque la ropa, entonces me canse y le dije a mí mamá lo que pasó, ella me miro con una cara de decepción total y me dijo que yo lo provoqué y que seguro si le mostré mí cuerpo sin ropa, y yo jamás se lo mostré ._. pero ella decía eso, a la noche me empezó a gritar y a castigar y le pregunté porque si yo no hice nada y ella me respondió "NO HICISTE NADA?" enojadisima, entonces agarre huevos y le dije que yo no hice absolutamente nada y me fui toda la noche a la casa de una amiga para no verla. Mí mamá hablo con mí padrastro y después vino a hablar conmigo, saben que me dijo? Si, me echo de la casa, dijo que me quiere afuera para fin de año y que es lo mejor para los dos, porque dice que yo no sé convivir, actualmente tengo que comer en el piso de mí habitación SOLO mientras ellos comen juntos en la mesa como la familia feliz, y si, me dan de comer LAS SOBRAS, y cuando como algo de la heladera lo tiran a la basura después como diciendome que les doy asco, mí padrastro se ríe de mí y cuando estoy cerca de pone a romper cosas y mí mamá grita.
Porque anécdota random, una vez había baja tensión de electricidad, por lo que mí mamá apagó la electricidad de la casa, yo tenía 16 años creo (? Yo encendí la electricidad y desenchufe las cosas porque queria usar la electricidad en vez de los datos porque mí mamá siempre me decia que estaban re caros (si ya sé, no tuve que hacer eso pero en ese momento no lo pensé así) cuestión que mí mamá fue a usar el microondas y encendían las luces los botones funcionaban pero no calentaba, ella dijo que creía que estaba roto, también había un foco que no encendía asique me mandó a cambiarlo ya que el foco era nuevo, cuando llego al almacén la dueña me hizo probar el foco para asegurarse que no andaba, y si andaba, entonces me di cuenta que era mí casa que tenía el problema y que eso después se pasaba, lo que significa que el microondas no estaba roto, cuando llegue mí mamá dijo que no me creía y que rompí el microondas y la heladera porque la luz le parpadeaba, le dije que no y se empezó a quejar por la plata y demás, hago un paréntesis, somos gente de plata y además de eso, mí hermano menor ya ha roto 3 veces su teléfono, unas 5 veces su tablet, le hemos comprado como 3 joysticks nuevos y arreglado más de 5 veces cuando se rompían, 2 veces MI computadora porque se le cayó una taza de leche encima y sumándole que también le habíamos arreglado la play4 una vez también, cierro paréntesis, mí mamá se enojo tanto por el microondas y la heladera que claramente no estaban rotos, que me pegó hasta tirarme al piso, una vez en el piso me agarró de los pelos y me arrastro por el piso hasta la cocina y me tiró un palo de escoba y me dijo que limpie, me empezó a tratar de mujer y me dijo que ahora iba a ser empleado, y se fue a su habitación a ver una película, volvía cada tanto para pegarme de nuevo y se iba, a la mañana siguiente se fue la baja tensión y como yo dije, nada estaba roto, en vez de unas disculpas me dijo "te lo merecías"
Y otras mini anécdotas, la vez que me pegó con una botella de aluminio (con la parte dura) porque se había cortado la luz y le pedí a mí mamá si podíamos ver una película con mí hermano o algo con los datos de su teléfono, me pegó tanto que me dejó moretones del tamaño de limones, y me dejó tonto porque me dio varias veces en la cabeza, mí hermano gritaba y lloraba que me suelte mientras ella hacía eso También la vez que ella siempre me decía que me duerma temprano, eran las 11 y me intentaba dormir y ella tenía el televisor al palo, le pedí que si lo bajaba, dijo "ponete auriculares y dormí" y le subió más al televisor. Pd: no dormí (no fue solo esa vez) Y más situaciones asi
(Si preguntan por un diagnóstico, tengo diagnosticado lo de la amnesia, problemas de crecimiento y de hormonas, depresión, ansiedad y problemas de estrés. Mí mamá tiene bipolaridad)

TO ALL STUDENTS: Avoid renting an apartment from TREMONT, THE BRYN, or THE POINTE in State College, or any property managed or owned by CARDINAL GROUP COMPANIES or GREYSTAR, or KEYSTONE PROPERTIES in all states! These are predatory businesses, that target college students. Although GREYSTAR reflects a "warning" on their website to avoid any association with properties that prohibit potential Tenants from viewing their apartment before Leasing, that is exactly what GREYSTAR employees do! THE BRYN at 601 VAIRO BLVD in State College, Pennsylvania is a "slum property", and so is THE POINTE at 501 S. VAIRO. They forbid potential Tenants from viewing apts before paying them multiple months of rent in advance, and signing a Lease. They only allow the view of a "Model", which is nothing like the actual apartments that look like "crack-houses". They scam people by making false representations about the true conditions of the apartments. Their Marketing Manager is WENDY DONOVAN. She lies to potential Tenants about everything. She has also stated that they will not, under any circumstance, allow potential renters to see their apartment before they actually take possession of it, even if the apt is vacant. THE POINTE'S Regional Manager is ZACH LOVETT. He carries out the same RACKETEERING SCAM that CARDINAL GROUP does at THE BRYN and TREMONT, both on VAIRO.
These properties will lie to potential Tenants and say there is only 2 apts left and they need to put a deposit/sign a lease fast to ensure they have an apt. They'll ask for approximately 3 months rent, or multiple months, in far advance. In the Illinois case, the VICTIMS discovered that they'd paid for an apartment that did not exist, on the day the Victim Tenant moved-in. The apt was uninhabitable! There was Black Mold throughout, filthy, black carpets, although the Marketing Manager, KATIE LIBERMAN LOVETT said that the apt and ALL apts are "deep steam cleaned". She and other staff make false claims about doing extensive cleaning to avoid COVID-19 exposure, especially if a previous Tenant vacated in a short period of time before the new Tenant(s) moved in. This is also false! These misstatements and misrepresentations are all part of their scheme to defraud. THE POINTE does the very same thing. Although they are owned and managed by different companies, ZACH LOVETT, THE POINTE'S Regional Mgr. and KATIE LIBERMAN LOVETT, CARDINAL GROUP'S former Marketing Mgr at THE BRYN and current employee of CARDINAL GROUP, are married, and carried out the same scheme to defraud.
These predatory businesses will take their time to repaireplace old, non-working appliances. THE BRYN had ALL non-working appliances at the time the Plaintiff in the Illinois lawsuit moved in, although they claimed that they had ALL updated and up-to-date appliances. Their webpage reflects that as well, but the appliances were 25-27 years old and NOT working. CARDINAL GROUP staff will then tell Tenants, "Too bad! You signed a Lease! Pay us or we'll send you to collections!"
They will also delete Tenants MAINTENANCE WORK ORDERS so that there is not a "paper trail" and no evidence, in their efforts to further their scheme to defraud.
THE BRYN, along with it's Owner, HAIM SABAN, CARDINAL GROUP COMPANIES, CARDINAL GROUP MANAGEMENT, and the CEO, ALEX O'BRIEN, KATIE LIBERMAN LOVETT, and VALERIE HERRERA are being sued in the state of Illinois, Federal Court Northern District of Illinois, Case# 1:21_CV- 4324. HERRERA is a CARDINAL GROUP MGMT. employee and worked/works at THE BRYN.
If you're a Penn State student, or you know of any student who has been been defrauded / scammed by these people / predatory businesses, contact PSU's Student Legal Services. Do not contact LAURA ROBBINS, Attorney in State College. She has claimed that she "handled" legal disputes on behalf of THE BRYN. She's also a liar. Beware of Attorneys that don't "sound right". It is also important that those who have been scammed by these people, file an online Complaint with the Pennsylvania Attorney General's Office. It takes about 7 minutes to complete!
\**CARDINAL GROUP COMPANIES, ALEX O'BRIEN, and CARDINAL GROUP MANAGEMENT ARE ALSO BEING SUED IN DENVER, COLORADO for the same Racketeering Scheme, Scheme to Defraud! They are involved in another Class Action Lawsuit filed by* Hagens Berman Sobol Shapiro LLP in Seattle, Washington.
\**BEWARE OF ANY PROPERTY OWNED/OPERATED BY CARDINAL GROUP, OR GREYSTAR (HAS SIMILAR LAWSUITS AGAINST THEM).*
Last, do your research. There are not many Student Housing properties Off-Campus, that have not been recently sued in the past, or have pending lawsuits against them by the Pennsylvania Attorney General, for defrauding and scamming college students!!! A quick "google search" or accessing their website, go in the upper-left-hand corner, enter "State College" in the Search bar. There, you can see some current cases. You can contact them directly as well. That online Complaint is important! They can't do anything unless they know about it.
****Most important: Know your state's eavesdropping/tape-recording laws! If you do business with these slumlords & fraudsters, make sure you tape-record every communication with them. Courts and Jurys love tape-recorded evidence; it's indisputable!
Here's an article about the Denver, Colorado Class Action Lawsuit against CARDINAL GROUP COMPANIES & MANAGEMENT: https://coloradosun.com/2021/10/29/cardinal-group-management-lawsuit/ There's also posts on Reddit. There are also fake positive Reviews for these slum-properties on Google and Yelp, by staff members.
\***REMEMBER: SEE SOMETHING, SAY SOMETHING!! And contact an Attorney if you've been scammed by them OR if you've rented from CARDINAL GROUP or GREYSTAR at any time after 2010: Fill out this form for updates on the Class Action Lawsuit in connection with "RealPage". Currently, 13 Members of Congress have reached out to the Dept. of Justice to go after* CARDINAL GROUP & GREYSTAR. You can read about them here. PLEASE SHARE THE INFO WITH OTHERS & SCHOOLS!\**\**
Class Action Link: COLLEGE STUDENT RENTAL PRICE FIXING
Dept. of Justice Investigation of Cardinal Group for Fraud: DEPT. OF JUSTICE OPENS INVESTIGATION INTO REAL ESTATE TECH CO. ACCUSED OF COLLUSION WITH LANDLORD (CARDINAL GROUP, GREYSTAR & OTHERS).
Lawsuits: Class Action Lawsuit against CARDINAL GROUP HOLDINGS, LLC (CARDINAL GROUP), GREYSTAR & OTHERS
Illinois Lawsuit Against CARDINAL GROUP HOLDINGS, CARDINAL GROUP COMPANIES, CARDINAL GROUP MANAGEMENT MIDWEST, & CEO ALEX O'BRIEN

Aston Villa are currently taking part in this. Yesterday the team got through the group stage and today have won in their quarter final tie with Newcastle with 2 goals from Tommi O'Reilly.
The semi final game and final will be played later today.

Eu sou um completo inútil, um belíssimo vagabundo, eu não faço nada da vida, eu não tenho hobbies, eu não estudo, apesar de que deveria, e não trabalho, não me comprometo à nada, meus dias são tão iguais que parecem que se misturam e eu perdi completamente a noção de tempo, a pior parte disso é que eu não mudo, tanto por preguiça, quanto por conforto. Eu estou confortável demais na minha posição e não tenho que mudar. Eu sou um parasita detestável e ingrato sustentado pela mãe, que, aos 19, quase aos 20, não saiu de casa, só fez um Enem e não entrou na faculdade.
Eu entrei na aula de redação, mas não fiz nenhuma, tem umas 15 e tema de casa, e adivinha se eu escrevi alguma? Eu não leio nada, tento, até tenho vontade, mas não consigo, eu não jogo mais videogames, não vejo séries ou filmes. De vez em quando eu vejo um ou 3 episódios de uma série. Mas sempre repetida, esses dias joguei e zerei o tomb raider de 2013, e até li um pouco de um livro do Manoel Bonfim, mas isso dura pouco, minha vontade morre, de repente eu não jogo mais, fico com vontade e querendo, mas sou tão inútil que não me levanto pra ligar o videogame.
Eu fico dizendo que vou mudar, mas chega o dia seguinte e já sei que não vai acontecer nada.
Eu fico dizendo que vou ler, que vou fazer as redações, dando desculpas, "ah, pq eu tenho que ler um livro antes de escrever algo", e não leio e não faço. Dia após dia isso se repetindo.
Eu só existo, não escrevo, não leio, não aprendo, só saio pra caminhar, não me exército, passo sentado ou deitado, minha coluna já tá completamente fudida.
Gordo, feio, inútil, mal educado, passa o dia na internet, eu sou o estereótipo de um fracassado.
O pior, é que a vida é boa, eu não preciso mudar. Já disse que sou um parasita sustentado pela mãe que, sem querer por qualquer culpa nela, teve uma infância difícil e acho que é por isso que ela me mimou. Eu não preciso mudar, não trabalho, não pago contas, não vivo. Eu posso ficar o dia na internet, mexendo como um zumbi, eu nem uso redes sociais, é como um vício que eu preciso alimentar, no reddit, shorts no YouTube, ouvindo música, fazendo as mesmas coisas, tentando sempre alguma escrita fictícia, só pra fracassar, reclamar no meu diário (que tipo de homem tem diário?), Me preocupar demais com tudo (overthinking tem tradução em português?) E não fazer nada, eu sei dos meus defeitos e não mudo de qualquer jeito, as vezes, acho que não mudo só pra ter motivos pra reclamar e me odiar.
Eu já refleti bastante, já li até livros de auto ajuda, e nada, todas as epifanias e vontades de mudar, momentos criativos onde eu acho que vou conseguir escrever ou criar, tudo isso dura bem rápido, e, no dia seguinte, eu estou de volta à minha rotina miserável.
Um zumbi virtual, incapaz de tomar ação.
Eu não sei mexer em aplicativos ou computador, não sei mexer no Paint, não sei desenhar, não escrevo, não tenho hobbies, me frustro com qualquer coisinha, paciência e capacidade de atenção as mesmas de uma criança de 5 anos (ok, paciência é um pouquinho mais que isso), e, honestamente, a vida é muitos confortável pra um inútil como eu mudar, no final, eu vou ser um fracassado completo e, assim que a minha mãe morrer, eu não vou ter nada, e vou viver a vida miserável que eu mereço.

Cinco minutos después de la última parada, el carrito de golf que transporta a Liliana y Alberto llega a su destino.
El edificio que tienen enfrente no es el más alto, grande ni bonito. Para alguien externo a la empresa puede pasar completamente desapercibido; no así para la plantilla que trabaja en el lugar. El edificio que alberga a la Presidencia Ejecutiva de Centurion tiene un aspecto sombrío por fuera pero es muy elegante y refinado por dentro. Cuenta "sólo" con planta baja y primer piso, y su área no es muy grande; "apenas" tiene cinco mil metros cuadrados de superficie.
Liliana y Alberto se apean del pequeño vehículo y se dirigen a la entrada principal. La recepción es una gran estancia con pisos y paredes de maderas finas. En éstas, cuelgan cuadros de los más grandes maestros renacentistas, los mismos que hacen juego con fabulosas esculturas talladas en mármol y granito. Todas estas obras de arte comparten algo en común. Los artistas que las hicieron fueron miembros de los "Illuminati". Dada la filosofía básica de los Illuminati, a este edificio se le conoce como "El Infierno".
Una hermosa mujer de finas facciones, ojos azules, piel blanca y frondosa cabellera castaña rizada, es la recepcionista del lugar. En cualquier otro lado, fácilmente puede ser confundida con una súper modelo. Su minifalda y escote hacen babear a Alberto, quien pronto recobra la compostura al percatarse de los dos mastodontes que se encuentran en el lugar, y son los encargados de la seguridad personal del presidente ejecutivo.
Se comenta, pero a nadie le consta; que los integrantes del cuerpo de seguridad son ex elementos de fuerzas armadas de élite de varias partes del mundo: GAFES (Grupo Aerotransportado de las Fuerzas Especiales de México), Boinas Verdes (Fuerzas Especiales del Ejército de Estados Unidos), SEALs (Equipo de Mar, Aire y Tierra de la Armada de los Estados Unidos), SWAT (Equipo Especial de Armas y Tácticas del Departamento de Policía de Los Ángeles, California, Estados Unidos), Spetsnaz (Comandos de Fuerzas Militares de Elite y Policiales de la Federación de Rusia), Mossad (Instituto de Inteligencia y Operaciones Especiales del Estado de Israel), SAS (Servicio Aéreo Especial del Reino Unido de la Gran Bretaña) y Bundesnachrichtendienst (Servicio Federal de Inteligencia de la República Federal de Alemania). Todo un pequeño ejército personal en forma, envidiado por unos y criticado por otros debido a su similitud con Blackwater; empresa militar privada estadounidense que ofrece servicios de seguridad. Diversos medios de comunicación la señalan como el símbolo de la privatización de las guerras del siglo XXI; debido a que es el contratista militar privado más importante del Departamento de Defensa de los Estados Unidos.
Alberto envidia a estos tipos por varias razones: ellos son altos de no menos 1.90 metros de estatura, él mide apenas 1.70 metros. Ellos son fornidos, él no. Ellos están en excelente condición física, Alberto no hace ejercicio; lo compra ya hecho. Todos son de porte militar y él es más corriente que común. Ellos usan trajes a la medida y él los uniformes de algodón que la empresa le da.
Pero lo que más envidia es el pequeño arsenal al que aquellos individuos tienen acceso: pistolas Glock y Sig Sauer, subfusiles ametralladores H&K MP5, fusiles de asalto M16, rifles Kalashnikov AK47, ametralladoras UZI y rifles de largo alcance Barrett M82 calibre .50.
Después de anunciarse en recepción, Liliana y Alberto son escoltados por un tercer elemento de seguridad (nunca supieron de donde salió) quien los acompaña hasta la oficina del presidente ejecutivo.
A continuación pasan a través de un espacio en donde hay autos deportivos y de lujo actuales y clásicos, dispuestos como en un piso de exhibición: Ferrari, Lamborghini, McLaren, Aston Martin, Lotus, Rolls Royce, Bentley, Mercedes Maybach, Maserati y un Hummer modificado. Incluso hay un modelo "T" de Ford con número de serie "006" en su chasís junto a los documentos que así lo acreditan.
Continúan avanzando, ahora a través de la sección militar. Hay fotografías, medallas, uniformes, armas, planos, pertrechos y hasta un helicóptero Bell UH–1 "Huey" hermosamente decorado, restaurado y funcional. Todo está acomodado y dispuesto como en un museo temático.
Llegan al elevador, en donde encuentran otro par de guardias. El que los escolta saca una tarjeta magnética, la introduce en una cerradura y digita una contraseña en un teclado numérico empotrado en la pared. Un instante después, las puertas del elevador se abren. Contrario a lo que hubiesen imaginado, el interior del elevador es amplio. Puede albergar sin problema a 20 personas cómodamente. Los tres lo abordan. El guardia saca ahora un juego de llaves, introduce una de ellas en el panel que hay en el interior del elevador, la gira y en automático se cierran las puertas poniendo al elevador en movimiento. Es un viaje corto, de menos de cinco segundos.
Se abren las puertas y todos salen. Han llegado a una gran estancia, ahora con una nueva temática. Ahora el tema es deportivo. Fútbol americano. Hay muchas fotografías colgadas de la pared de jugadores o temas alusivos a ese deporte. Hay uniformes, cascos, autógrafos y una maqueta a escala bastante detallada del estadio donde juega el equipo local.
Es de todos sabido que Centurion colocó la red informática y de telecomunicaciones del mismo, además de haber hecho gestiones y realizado patrocinios para traer una franquicia al país. Tanto el equipo como el estadio llevan el nombre de la empresa: Centurion.
Julián Santillán, Presidente Ejecutivo del Consejo de Administración de Centurion Net Solutions y accionista mayoritario, aparece en todas las fotografías. Como no pudo ser jugador en la incipiente Liga Internacional de Fútbol Americano, ya que durante su formación escolar en una institución militarizada se lesionó una rodilla haciendo ejercicios de práctica en salto de paracaídas (pero ese hecho no le impidió especializarse en pilotar helicópteros), formó, durante algún tiempo, parte del staff administrativo del equipo local. En ese entonces, su papá, Luis "león" Santillán era Presidente Ejecutivo del Consejo de Administración de la Corporación OSTED.
La Operadora de Servicios Turísticos, de Entretenimiento y Deportivos es dueña de las principales cadenas de hoteles, restaurantes y desarrollos turísticos de México y tiene algunas otras propiedades en Las Vegas, Estados Unidos. OSTED es también accionista en equipos de fútbol de México, béisbol de la MLB, hockey de la NHL, fútbol de la NFL, básquetbol de la NBA y de una escudería de la Fórmula 1.
Dado el tamaño del enorme emporio turístico, Don Luis "león" Santillán (león por la fiereza con la que hizo negocios al igual que el gran felino en combate) creó y desarrolló con la ayuda de exempleados de Microsoft, Cisco, Sun y otros gigantes de las telecomunicaciones, redes y desarrollo; una nueva empresa que proveyese de soluciones de TI (Tecnologías de la Información) a OSTED. Así nació Centurion Net Solutions.
Con el tiempo, empresas nacionales y extranjeras literalmente hicieron fila para obtener una cita con Don Luis para que les proveyera de TI para sus respectivas organizaciones. Fue así como Centurion se convirtió en sinónimo de excelencia en el campo de las telecomunicaciones y data center.
Al concluir las épocas “deportivas” de Julián y con la inminente jubilación de Don Luis, éste hereda en vida las acciones de su padre en OSTED y en Centurion, que al no ser empresa del ramo turístico, no forma parte del grupo.
A sus 41 años, H. Julián Santillán P. se convirtió en el tercer hombre más rico de México y sexto del mundo de acuerdo con la revista Forbes.
Liliana, Alberto y el guardia llegan a una segunda recepción después de atravesar la sección deportiva, en donde está la estación de trabajo de la asistente personal de Julián, Mónica Arizmendi.
Desde que la conoció, Liliana no deja de sorprenderse con el enorme parecido físico que tienen ambas.
‒Hola Moni ‒saluda Alberto.
‒Hola Betito.
Alberto cree que saldrá disparado hacia los cielos, pues se siente en las nubes cada vez que Mónica lo saluda, le regala una gran sonrisa, lo mira a los ojos y lo llama "Betito".
‒¿Cómo estás en esta hermosa, hermosísima mañana?
<> piensa Liliana mientras suspira debido a la reacción de Alberto.
‒Tú dime ‒le responde Mónica.
‒Lo que se ve no se juzga. Vinimos a ver al jefe.
‒Está ocupado con una visita y me dio instrucciones de que no fuera molestado.
‒Te creo pero...
En ese momento suena el intercomunicador interrumpiendo la conversación. Mónica contesta y escucha a su jefe. Corta la comunicación y dice:
‒Don Julián los recibirá tan pronto pueda. Por favor tomen asiento. ¿Les ofrezco algo de beber? ¿Café? ¿Té?
‒Café para mí ‒responde Alberto.
‒Yo nada, gracias ‒añade Liliana.
Mónica ordena por teléfono a la cafetería de la empresa el café para Alberto mientras él y Liliana toman asiento en los mullidos sillones tapizados en piel y esperan a que Julián termine su reunión. Liliana coloca su maletín en el suelo y su bolso en el regazo.
Quince minutos después, la puerta del despacho de Julián se abre y sale el general de cuatro estrellas del Ejército Mexicano y Diplomado del Estado Mayor Presidencial, Salvador Cabrera, con cara de pocos amigos.
<< ¿Qué hace aquí el Secretario de la Defensa Nacional?>>
‒Don Julián los recibirá ahora ‒dice Mónica‒. Pasen por favor.
Liliana y Alberto se incorporan. Sin comunicárselo al otro, cada uno de ellos siente curiosidad y temor de no saber a ciencia cierta para qué los quiere ver su jefe, en su oficina. Liliana no sabe cómo reaccionará al tener a Julián enfrente de ella y como lo hará él después de su último encuentro. Está a punto de averiguarlo.

Hi everyone! I just finished my initial cataclysm playthrough of the Palace of Ice DLC. I will be doing more testing on the spells & subclasses, but here are my initial impressions about the campaign itself & the new spells. I am not good at doing the proper syntax for spoilers on reddit, so I have just put spoilers on the whole post itself. If you do not want spoilers for the campaign itself, do not read this post until later. I won't go into super spoilers on much of the campaign, but there will be some in there.
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New Spells (I plan to update these during the day next Monday -- be patient!!!)

• 5th Level
  • Mind Twist
    • This spell has been changed to affect your allies alongside your enemies.
    • This is a major nerf to the spell; however, it is still really good against enemies (even on cataclysm difficulty), and a spell I used to reliably burn legendary resistances from bosses -- it just takes better positioning on the part of your party to use well in-combat. It isn't S-tier anymore as a spell, but still a strong A-tier.
• 7th Level
  • Arcane Sword
    • Spiritual Weapon that uses both a higher spell slot and requires concentration. Although true to 5e, it's likely the worst new spell added to Solasta. F-tier.
  • Conjure Celestial
    • A summon option for clerics alongside their Divine Intervention ability (when that works). A solid summon spell in unmodded Solasta, though lags behind other upcasted summon options if you use the UB mod. On the border between high B-tier & low A-tier right now for me, due to the options you have between the summons.
  • Delayed Blast Fireball
    • I can see the usefulness for this on a sorcerer with subtle spell metamagic (new addition with this DLC) if you are using a sneaky party and want some strong round 1 AoE damage. Beyond that circumstance, I'd rather just stick with other options. C-tier
  • Divine Word
    • The ability to instakill up to 6 enemy elementals or fiends on a failed CHA save (both of which you encounter a decent amount of in the PoI campaign) is really good. The HP threshold stuff for other enemies isn't great through, so only B-tier for me. Keep it prepped for those circumstances though.
  • Finger of Death
    • Single target CON save damaging spell. It's only saving grace in 5e is the rez as a zombie if it kills a humanoid, but it doesn't seem to do that from my testing of the spell. There are better dpr spells to choose frankly at this level. F-tier
  • Fire Storm
    • A wall of fire spell that only lasts one turn & doesn't require concentration. I can see why people may pick it, but again there are better lower-level dpr spells you can upcast to do the job here. F-tier
  • Gravity Slam
    • When it comes to AoE damage spells, we expect them to do more than just damage when added at these levels, and this spell doesn't disappoint. It being a STR save also means it's solid against spellcaster to incapacitate them. B-tier for me.
  • Prismatic Spray
    • Admittedly haven't tested this spell yet, but if its not buffed from its 5e version it isn't going to rank very high. Provisional C-tier until I get to test it.
  • Regenerate
    • On lower difficulties, this spell is probably S-tier for a frontliner if "merciless AI" is turned off -- as it can end up being worth a ton of healing words to bring them from unconscious back to conscious. On cataclysm difficulty, it just isn't as great honestly. C-tier.
  • Resurrection
    • Only needed if someone dies to a disintegrate spell. Otherwise, other reviving options are good replacements for it. Didn't happen in my playthrough, but could be situationally useful in custom campaigns. C-tier
  • Symbol
    • In practice, this is the eyebite spell with more options, but requires resources to cast & 1 higher spell slot in lieu of its concentration. Very situational. C-tier.
• 8th Level
  • Dominate Monster
    • High risk, high reward spell to turn an enemy into an ally. Alongside the initial save, they get to save on each of their turns & whenever they take damage. It isn't going to last long for the worthwhile enemies to cast this one, but really good if you get lucky. C-tier
  • Earthquake
    • Essentially spike growth tailored against spellcasters, but also is decently effective against melee enemies that can't fly. B-tier only because so many enemies have flight options at this point.
  • Feeblemind
    • Take out an enemy spellcaster with a single spell (if they fail their save), and its saves on subsequent turns are fairly pointless as their mental scores are all 1's. Nerfed vs the 5e version to only last 1 minute, but that is more than enough time. A-tier
  • Holy Aura
    • The most effective cleric spell in the final final fight of the game. B-tier spell for all other occasions
  • Incendiary Cloud
    • Yet another fog cloud alternative with extra riders on it. It does more reliable damage vs an upcasted Cloudkill (DEX save vs CON save), but it is fire damage in a campaign with a lot of enemies resistance or immune to that damage type. F-tier
  • Maze
    • A more expensive banishment spell that is much more reliable. A strong spell to use on a boss after you have burned their legendary resistances. A-tier.
  • Power Word Stun
    • Another single target CON save spell. Thankfully it doesn't require concentration & can potentially last more than 1 turn. C-tier
  • Spell Ward
    • Designed as a mobile version of globe of invulnerability; however, both spells are bugged right now to let in most cantrips & spells right now. If it is bug-fixed, I'd easily rank it A-tier -- but in its current state, a spell to avoid entirely.
  • Sunburst
    • A daylight spell that is much bigger, does damage to anyone in its area, and is much harder to use. A weaker thunderstorm in many ways & still a CON save. C-tier.
  • Thunderstorm
    • An AoE CON save spell that inflicts damage & potentially stuns enemies in the area. In many ways this is just the superior power word stun, as it at least hurts enemies alongside trying to stun them. C-tier
• Spells I can't test...
  • Divine Blade (8th level)
    • No spellcaster has access to this spell currently, so I can't test it. We will find out eventually if the spell was cut or if it just not added to anyone's spell list.

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Palace of Ice Campaign Review

• Disclaimers & Biases
  • Cataclysm difficulty w/o UB mod features/spell/subclasses.
    • Not on ironman, due to expecting gamebreaking bugs (of which I encountered two -- each of which required loading older saves & avoid certain spells causing the bugs)
  • Point-buy party starting fresh at level 10
    • Motherland Paladin, Battle Cleric, Marksman Ranger, & Loremaster Wizard
    • I figured to play a "traditional" party akin to what many regular players would use, to have a more fair comparison of difficulty.
    • I also didn't use my CotM party, as having everyone have 22-24 in their main start at the start, combined with level 16, was a little overkill (the game saves your XP across campaigns -- so my OG party prepped for this campaign instantly went to level 16 on my first long rest...)
  • There are some rebalancing that will be occurring with some of the subclasses + bugs to fix with others, so I won't be fully ranking the subclasses for PoI until we receive a few more patches
    • E.g. -- in my run, my Marksman Ranger didn't get her 3rd main attack at level 15
• Puzzles
  • Teleporter puzzle
    • For some reason forces you to decipher the books, even if you understand what you are supposed to do -- not really sure why.
    • Options to read those books -- Spy's Cypher (if you have the spy background), comprehend languages (via potion, spell, or item), or have a ring that lets you understand all languages
  • Volcano puzzle
    • It sadly took be a while to realize what you needed to destroy & how. Part of it might be to me having a color deficiency, and those things looking similar to the spiky things you can't destroy until the end of the game.
    • Beyond that, the puzzle was just standing on the platforms and aligning the levers with the holes. Not that hard
• Combat difficulty
  • Of the 3 campaigns thus far, by far the easiest campaign at its earliest levels.
  • Besides the optional Exonaika dragon fight in Telema (a 700 HP dragon with legendary actions/resistances vs a level 11 party w/o UB mod subclasses/feats is a bit to deal with), most of the combats weren't that difficult.
    • Part of the problem honestly was that the campaign had to be designed so you could go to any clan's area right after the initial stuff with Vigdis in the initial city. As thus, most of the battles weren't that engaging nor tactically tough to beat.
    • Then again, like CotM, TA had to balance the encounters around your party not having any spells at all -- so once I do my spell-less party run I'll re-evaluate overall difficulty.
  • Most of the new enemies have resistance to fire or cold damage, and advantage on spell saving throws. As thus, I imagine Law Cleric, Balance Druid, and Hive Warlock would make fighting them easier. Being smart with your spells still made most of the enemies relatively trivial to beat.
    • I appreciated how TA was smart enough to spawn the enemies all apart from each other, so winning initiative and a good control spell couldn't just auto-win the fights. It takes more creative & adaptive tactics -- and I appreciated that in a higher-level campaign, as that should expect more out of you.
  • Palace of Ice area of the game
    • Like CotM final stretch, this area doesn't allow for long rests. However, unlike CotM, you actually have several boss fights in the area. As your martials ideally all have +3 weapons at this point, the debuffs essentially make your "to-hit" chance like a normal weapon. The saving throw debuffs is what hurts the most here, and is why having a Paladin with high CHA IMO is critical.
    • 7 fights total, 3 of them have bosses; all battles allow you to short-rest between them. The 4 non-boss fights unfortunately have extra ally/allies assisting you, which gives you free meat shields to deal with those enemies without costing valuable resources. I imagine on lower difficulties, they might actually be effective enough to defeat some of the enemies for you as well.
• Story
  • Honestly about the same overall as the CotM campaign -- except less crazy at the end.
    • You start with someone asking you to look into a mystery, which turns into a multi-part fetch quest (people & a legendary weapon instead of just gems this time), teleport to a multi-part final battle without the ability to long rest once you go there, and some ok cutscenes at the end.
    • I was a little disappointed our whole party didn't get stuck at the end of the campaign. From the dialogue of the other NPC's prior to going to the Palace of Ice, it felt like the others didn't want to go with us because they didn't want to get stuck -- and would give a more compelling reason for Violet to more earnestly continue her research. At least in the last campaign, there was a compelling reason why our powerful allies wouldn't go with us; this time, much less so.
    • I honestly didn't search around for optional side-quests, as I was at max-level before going to the final clan area of main quests, and had the gold I wanted for the stuff at the vendors I wanted to buy. In my next run, I'll look to see if there are more side-quests to take.
  • As to the future of Solasta
    • TA is hinting that Violet's research would be what starts the crisis that would kick-off Solasta 2 -- her pursuing Exonaika's teleportation research and figuring out how to make a 9th level gate spell (IMO what is depicted at the end of both CotM & PoI). The introduction of the Tirmarian gods to Solasta fundamentally changed magic in the realm, and her opening other realms could be the excuse they need to change systems & looks for the game -- should they decide to pursue a Solasta 2.
    • We know that TA is still undecided between making a Solasta 2, or just doing an entirely different strategy game in a different world. Due to WotC working on their own virtual tabletop with the OneD&D system (D&D 5.5e, or whatever you want to call it), I don't see it as enticing for TA to adapt that new ruleset. Continuing the current 5e ruleset to a new game would also be tricky, betting on the new system being less popular vs the current 5e one.
    • IMO the most likely system Tactical Adventures would use would be Pathfinder 2e. Owlcat Games are focused on Warhammer right now, and there is a desire for people to play a truly adapted PF2e game (Kingermaker & WotR games cover the PF1e & PF1e mythic rulesets). Could they use other ones? For sure -- and I'd buy whatever they make -- but that's just the best guess I have right now.

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Other updates

• See my personal post on the important patch note changes with this DLC launch.
  • Many crafting recipes have changed.
    • Do not rely on wiki's for crafting materials for a while. We all need to look over the recipes again in-game and update those locations.
    • Crafting is overall faster, but will require someone actually talented enough to craft (a high INT character with appropriate proficiencies)
  • Many factions have different items & pricings for stuff now
    • Again, do not rely on wiki's nor past campaign knowledge for advice here. The +STR items require more faction reputation vs the past & require MUCH MORE GOLD than before.
  • Subtle spell metamagic now available for sorcerers.
    • Subtle spell is my favorite metamagic (careful is #2), so it is exciting to see that addition now. When I do the sorcerer metamagic post, I'll go into greater detail about why careful & subtle spell are both really good.
  • Many items no longer require attunement. Most important one? Ring of Darkvision.

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Anyways, that's my initial impressions for now. After I get my thoughts finalized for all of the spells & subclasses, I'll start re-releasing all of the tier list posts for feats, spells, & subclasses again. Are there things I missed? Let me know below!

El otro día en la empresa que trabajo oí a mis superiores hablar sobre como los "jodidos" esperan todo fácil y a costa de ellos (los ricos), que no son nada agradecidos de que al menos les dan trabajo y que no todos están hechos para ser ricos, ya que según ellos si les dieran más dinero a sus empleados de bajo puesto, se lo gastarían todo en tonterías y que solo sería ponerles el pie en lugar de ayudarlos.
Yo sé que los directivos de esta empresa son herederos terceros de la empresa, puesto que no tuvieron que hacer absolutamente nada, más que nacer en la familia correcta, las finanzas las llevan contadores y asesores financieros, por lo que los directivos tienen poco o nulo conocimiento sobre como funciona la economía de la empresa, suelen ser prepotentes sobre todo con los empleados de bajo puesto, a quienes ni siquiera les dirigen la palabra directamente, ellos realmente despilfarran el dinero en autos de lujo y viajes al rededor del mundo, yo veo que muchos empleados tienen carencias, todos usan transporte público, y he escuchado que algunos tardan hasta 3 horas en llegar a la empresa, además de tener familias, por lo que dudo mucho que un ingreso extra se lo vayan a gastar en "tonterías". A parte de que se que en días de inventario o de alta producción los hacen trabajar hasta 5 horas más de su horario regular, lo más que hacen es dejarlos salir una hora antes en días de actividad regular.
¿Es que acaso el dinero trae consigo una ignorancia social?
¿Realmente no saben de dónde proviene su patrimonio?

Olá! Esse é o 14º capítulo do 'Caso da Igreja Santa Agatha', caso queira encontrar os capítulos anteriores eu deixei um comentário com todos os links em ordem de leitura.
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“Aham! Senhoras e senhores…” Na frente de todos na área principal da base está Paulo, ele tenta não parecer nervoso, mas era raro dele apresentar as descobertas, até mesmo o Flash tinha ficado calado quando ele tomou a frente, “Nossa visita a Vanessa trouxe frutos na forma desse caderno!” Ele levanta o caderno dela para todos verem, “É… Hmmm… olha eu não sei fazer suspense que nem o Carlos... Nós precisamos visitar o Confathe novamente. A mulher dele se chamava Verônica e a atual secretária dele também, mas a plaquinha sobre a mesa dela dizia Larissa. Eu não senti nada de estranho na hora, mas pensando bem nós nunca perguntamos para ninguém como o Antônio era na Igreja.”
“Pera quando ela disse o nome dela?” Pergunta Carlos confuso, “Eu me lembraria.”
“Bem… você e a Luísa estavam distraídos. Foi logo depois de descobrirem que o Gladiador estava envolvido.”
Carlos faz uma careta como se lembrasse do que havia ocorrido.
“Alguma contra medida antes de irmos?” Luísa pergunta.
“O Dr. Confathe disse que sua benção era controlar as pessoas. Parecido com o que você e a Tales fazem, com poder da voz. Acho que seria prudente um de nós não conseguir ouvir a voz dele.” Diz Paulo olhando para Miguel.
O mesmo segura o botão de aumentar o volume do celular, levanta o dedão para Paulo fazendo um positivo e começa a mexer a cabeça ritmicamente para frente e para trás.
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A van chega na frente do escritório de advocacia e os 4 descem dela já com suas armas sacadas. Demora alguns segundos para a secretária notar o que estava ocorrendo, o escritório estava vazio e ela parecia estar distraída com algum vídeo no seu notebook e só consegue perguntar, “Vocês possuem algum horário?” antes dos 4 passarem direto por ela e começarem a caminhar até a sala de Confathe.
A vanguarda é responsabilidade de Miguel, ele abre a porta e aponta sua lança em direção do advogado que está sentado em sua cadeira, ele observa a entrada da equipe sem esboçar reação, atrás dele vem Luísa com sua pistola, Carlos com sua escopeta e Paulo com sua espada.
“Eu vou ligar para polícia!!!” Grita a secretária.
“Verônica, não há necessidade.” Dr. Confathe diz em tom calmo, “Senhores, se não for incomodar poderiam fechar a porta?”
Paulo fecha a porta e imediatamente começa a falar, “Dr. Confathe, acho que você não foi completamente sincero conosco em nossa primeira visita. É por isso que agora nós precisamos da sua cooperação absoluta nesta segunda. Se não...”
“Se não o que?” Ele pergunta de imediato, sem nenhum indício de medo na voz, “Vocês vão atirar em mim? Vão me furar com suas armas?”
“Até agora a única coisa que está certa é que o senhor será preso por usar sua benção na Larissa.” Diz Carlos apontando para além da porta, para o local onde estaria a secretária, “Mas se você resistir… quem sabe.”
“Hmmm… isso vai ser meio complicado. Quer dizer, ela já está no 10º ciclo. Finalmente parece estar pegando o jeito, entende?”
“O jeito de que?” Pergunta Carlos.
“Da Verônica, não é claro? Sotaque, jeito de sentar, jeito de comer, maneira de sorrir, maneira de mentir, as manias.” Ele pausa pensando um pouco, “Manias boas e ruins, devo adicionar. Claro que ainda de vez em quando ela se lembra de quem é... e eu preciso resetar o ciclo. Mas os ciclos vêm ficando cada vez mais longos, sendo pessimista mais 5 e tudo estará resolvido.”
“O quão longe você foi em seus ‘ciclos’?” Luísa pergunta com um olhar furioso e sua pistola treme de raiva.
“Há… é natural que você tenha pensado em algo terrível assim, mas fique calma eu não fiz nada, ainda.” Confathe diz em seu tom calmo, na sala todos menos Miguel parecem ficar completamente hostis a ele, “Seria traição, afinal. Somente quando a Larissa morrer em sua mente e a Verônica ressuscitar que eu poderei fazer algo. Você não concordaria? É claro que assim que eu sentir que a Veronica voltar terei... uma segunda noite de núpcias por assim dizer.”
Luísa estava mirando sua pistola no peito de Confathe, ela move seu dedo para o gatilho e então para. Seu olhar perde o foco e ela fica confusa.
“Hã? Porque? Como que eu?” Luísa diz olhando para sua pistola, ela passa para Miguel um sinal de ‘atacar’ e Miguel imediatamente move sua lança em direção a Confathe, ele tenta mirar em áreas não letais, ele inicia o movimento, mas na metade do caminho seu braço para.
“Atacar alguém desarmado? Você não acha isso um tanto covarde? Quer dizer, me parece que vocês me veem como um monstro, mas não somos tão diferentes no final das contas.” Confathe diz se levantando da cadeira dele.
“Carlos, ele é perigoso! Acaba com ele!” Luísa diz com a voz preenchida por medo.
“Pode deixar.” Carlos mira sua escopeta e então seu olhar também perde o foco, “Como que eu uso isso? O que é isso, merda?!”
Mas o que caralhos está havendo? Paulo coloca sua espada para o lado e caminha até Antônio com sua mão estendida para agarra-lo.
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“Erik vai parecer estranho, mas você conseguiria comprar isso aqui para mim?” Miguel diz passando um papel para o Erik.
“Que? Eu virei seu empregado?” Erik diz indignado, “Você nem especificou qual! Eu não sou especialista em pesca, sabia?”
“É por isso mesmo, você vai saber pesquisar e achar o ideal.”
“Ainda sim… Eu estou aqui para pesquisas relacionadas aos casos, não para fazer favores pessoais a turistas.”
“Tudo bem, acho que você tem suas limitações também.” Miguel diz pegando o papel, “Não tem como saber de tudo, afinal. Tudo bem.”
“Passa aqui esse papel! Eu vou virar mestre de pesca em 30 minutos.”
Ao lado dos dois Luísa está fazendo carinho no Flash, o mesmo está quase adormecendo em suas mãos. Do outro lado da sala está Paulo e Carlos, eles debatem o que é melhor: inverno ou verão. A porta da base se abre, Tales aparece e vai em direção aos dois.
“Já voltaram e ninguém está machucado, muito bom agentes. Então posso considerar tudo resolvido com o Antônio?” Ela pergunta em tom retórico, “Era ele mesmo o terceiro escolhido?”
“Oi?” Carlos e Paulo dizem juntos.
“Oi?” Ela responde.
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“O Dr. Confathe está esperando vocês dois, a sala no fim do corredor.” A secretária diz apontando para a direita.
Carlos sem nenhum equipamento, Paulo com sua mala para guitarra e uma caneta na mão entram no escritório de Confathe, o mesmo está os esperando sentado em sua cadeira com um sorriso no rosto, “Onde estão os outros dois?” Ele pergunta sem realmente se interessar na resposta.
“Longe daqui...” Carlos diz, ele pausa e olha para Paulo, “Miguel e Luísa… ainda lembro deles.” Paulo anota algo em seu braço, “Sua benção tem limites.”
“Sim, tudo tem, não é mesmo?” Confathe diz sorrindo, “Eu entendo a parte de querer conhecer seu inimigo, mas não vai funcionar. Eu só estou deixando vocês virem aqui porque é realmente inútil, o irmão da Larissa veio me questionar sobre o estado dela. Ele veio 5 vezes, na última ele nem sabia direito porque veio, ele achava que era alguma pendência legal. Agora só resta o pai dela, ele deve ter percebido que tinha algo errado, por isso não veio, ainda.”
Alguém esqueceu algo além da situação em mãos. A teoria ainda se sustenta, mas ele acaba de se tornar alguém muito perigoso, o mais perigoso até o momento.
“Soca ele.” Paulo diz ainda anotando algumas coisas no braço.
Carlos dá um passo em direção a Confathe, arma seu braço para cima e então seu movimento para, “Merda… de novo!” Alguns instantes depois seu olho começa a encarar o nada. Ele começa a caminhar para fora do escritório, olhando seus arredores sem entender nada.
Confathe ri um pouco, “Isso nunca fica velho. É hilário, de verdade.”
“Porque minha memória não desapareceu quando eu vim aqui da primeira vez? Iria aumentar as suspeitas?” Paulo diz.
“Não, nada do tipo. Eu não controlo essa benção, ela está comigo, me protegendo, mas eu não digo o que ela faz.” Dr. Confathe diz, enquanto Paulo observa a linguagem corporal dele.
“Mentiroso.”
“Hmmm… parcialmente. Eu controlo as memórias e ideias que planto na cabeça dos outros. Mas veja só! Eu não preciso disso, vocês se auto destroem sozinhos.”
Paulo continua anotando em seu braço, Confathe foca em seu braço, “Hmmm… pelo menos você já notou o óbvio. Agora isso é somente entre eu e quem quer que tenha te lembrado que vocês vieram aqui.”
“Nesse ponto nós concordamos... acho que esse ciclo está chegando a um fim.” Paulo diz tirando do bolso uma fita adesiva e prendendo a caneta na frente de sua mão fechada, “Você deve imaginar o que vem agora.”
“Um rosto confuso e você saindo de meu escritório sem saber o que te trouxe aqui.” Diz Confathe com seu sorriso aumentando, “Mas eu estaria mentindo se falasse que não estou curioso sobre o truque com a caneta.”
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“Alô, Paulo. Tudo bom?” Diz Tales através do celular de Paulo.
“Olá, tudo bem.” Ele responde.
“Onde você está? O Carlos já voltou para base, o plano funcionou?”
“Eu estou no Burger King.”
“Bem sua cara mesmo, mas e o plano?”
“Que plano? Do que você está falando?”
“Como assim que plano, há pera…” Tales diz e então é possível ouvir barulho de papéis sendo organizados do seu lado da linha, “Aqui, achei! Seus braços, tudo que você precisa pro seu plano estão nos seus braços.”
“Pera calma, eu que fiz o plano?” Paulo fala confuso, normalmente quem vinha com os planos era Carlos. Ele percebe em seu braço muitas coisas anotadas, mas não parece que aquilo formaria um plano conciso.
“Ok, eu tenho as instruções. Primeiro item: A lista no braço esquerdo, qual dessas séries e filmes você nunca viu?”
“O que? Um segundo… ‘Duna’, ‘Dark’, ‘The Rain’, ‘Black Mirror’ e ‘Distrito 9’”
“Você esqueceu Dark?!?! Meus pêsames…” Tales diz em tom descontraído, “The Rain tá tudo bem... Duna a gente consegue matar em 3 horinhas.”
“Eu já vi essas séries?”
“Nós vimos! Você não se lembra? Nossas noites de ficção científica?”
“Eu lembro das noites, mas…” Paulo procura no fundo da mente por algo, mas ele percebe furos em suas experiências, como se alguns dias de seu passado tivessem menos que 24 horas.
“Tudo bem, tudo bem mesmo. Eu mesma queria esquecer Dark e assistir tudo de novo em uma maratonada só, você vai conseguir lembrar o nome e rosto de todos.”
“Rostos e nomes? Como assim?”
“Você vai entender, fica tranquilo. Agora para o passo dois, como está sua mão? Suja de tinta?”
“Não, nada do tipo.”
“Ok, ok… você não esqueceu todos os filmes e não sujou sua mão, então segunda linha do braço direito.”
“‘Quantidade não é o bastante’ e eu escrevi um desculpa logo ao lado.”
“Hã? Porque?”
“Não tem nada no papel? Como eu vou saber?”
“Você que fez o plano Paulo. Você falou que só você podia saber todo o plano.”
Isso não faz sentido, quem não está correndo risco de ser afetado pela benção do Confathe que deveria saber do plano. O que eu estava pensando?
“Paulo, não pense se faz sentido ou não. Tenta se concentrar em porque eu não poderia saber do plano. Você já pensou nisso uma vez, eu sei que você vai se lembrar.” Tales diz com animação na voz.
Porque você não poderia saber do plano? Porque o Carlos não fez o plano? Pera...
“Há!” É tudo que Paulo solta.
“Você lembrou? Então, quais os próximos passos?”
“Agora é só eu e ele, você já fez tudo que precisava.” Paulo diz em um tom monótono.
“Entendi, que ótimo. Eu sabia que você se lembraria, então...” Tales pausa sem saber o que dizer, “Boa sorte, eu acho.”
“...” Paulo não responde nada, ele normalmente se despediria, mas ele não quer que a ligação termine tão cedo.
“Paulo? Ainda está aí?”
“Desculpa... eu só me perdi por alguns momentos. Muito obrigado, até daqui a pouco.” Paulo diz já em processo de desligar o celular.
“Paulo! Paulo!!!” Tales grita e Paulo pega de volta o celular, “Você não esqueceu de The Expanse, certo?”
“Não, ainda me lembro, porque?”
“A última temporada está lançando agora, está sendo semanal. Eu não tive tempo de assistir nenhum dos episódios, então quando tudo resolver, que tal?”
Paulo muta seu microfone.
“Acho que dessa vez eu que preciso pagar as esfihas... hahaha.” Tales ri de maneira desconcertada, “Eu não vejo a hora das coisas voltarem ao normal, mas pelo lado bom se demorar esse caso a gente vai conseguir maratonar toda última temporada de uma vez só. Não parece ruim e você o que me diz?”
Paulo respira, desmuta seu celular, fala um simples “Fechado.” e muta novamente.
“Bom! Quer dizer, ótimo! De qualquer maneira se o caso for resolvido nas próximas horas nós ainda temos uma lista de coisas para ver, já que você esqueceu delas. Há, desculpa, você está meio ocupado agora, né? A gente conversa assim que você voltar para base.” Tales desliga a chamada.
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Braço Esquerdo:

Black Mirror Star Wars X-Files Duna Dark Doctor Who Manifest The Expanse The Rain Star Trek Westworld 

Braço Direito:

Quantidade é o bastante – Nós somos sortudos Quantidade não é o bastante – Desculpa Nada é o bastante – Esqueça Se você não estiver no terceiro ciclo, NÃO PUXE A ESPADA!!! A remoção de memória não é instantânea Não informe para ninguém sobre Confathe O poder só ativa quando o bem estar dele é ameaçado 

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Paulo está na frente de uma casa térrea, ele está com sua espada em sua mão direita, ela o encara furiosa. Ele toca a campainha e consegue escutar alguns passos chegando próximo, a porta abre revelando Antônio Confathe, ele está sem paletó, mas a não ser isso ele está da mesma maneira que no escritório. O interior de sua casa também tem um estilo minimalista só que um pouco desorganizado em comparação ao escritório.
“Ora, ora, ora, terceiro ciclo já.” Confathe diz, “Eu não achei que você ia vir depois da sua segunda tentativa patética, entretanto você tem mais cara de pau do que eu imaginava.”
“Eu venho trazendo uma proposta: Você nos diz onde o Professor está e eu não te prendo hoje, que tal?” Paulo diz em tom monótono, o ambiente fica em silêncio por alguns segundos, então ele completa, “Essa é minha melhor oferta.”
“Você não é muito bom de negociações, sabia disso?” Confathe diz abrindo um sorriso, “Vamos ser sinceros com nós mesmos, que tal? Você está blefando, simples assim. Além disso eu não vejo o Victor desde que eu fiz minha parte do plano.”
“Poderia elaborar sobre sua parte do plano?”
“Bom vamos dizer que os métodos dele parecem exageradamente complexos, mas é o que acontece quando você é muito ambicioso.” Confathe diz perdido em pensamento, “Eu já admiti que o corpo físico não será recuperado, por isso mesmo fiz umas modificações aqui e ali nas memórias que inseri na Larissa. Mas isso não é suficiente para ele.”
“Você tem como ser um pouco mais vago?”
“Há, desculpa eu não estava te passando informação, eu só estava pensando em voz alta. De qualquer maneira, tenta me matar logo e vai embora, já está tarde e amanhã é ano novo, preciso preparar tudo junto com a Verônica.”
“Última chance.” Paulo diz segurando sua espada com as duas mãos.
“Vamos, agiliza meu parceiro.”
Paulo levanta a espada para acima de sua cabeça e começa a descê-la em direção a Confathe.
Eu me pergunto se você vai me culpar pelo que estou fazendo. Eu tenho esperança que conseguiremos reconstruir o que criamos juntos novamente, se aconteceu uma vez, então é possível que aconteça mais uma vez. Mesmo assim, acho que eu preciso pedir desculpas a você.
Um sentimento intenso domina seu corpo, não é raiva ou ódio. Em um instante ele revive todos os momentos que ele dividiu com Tales, todos os sorrisos, todos as noites de ficção científica, ali não havia só quantidade, mas também intensidade. Os olhos furiosos da espada que o encaravam mudam seu foco para Confathe. O advogado deve ter sentido que algo estava errado, porque ele levanta seu braço para se proteger, mas a esse ponto já é tarde demais, a espada de Paulo primeiro corta seu braço, então entra no seu ombro, ela entra no corpo de Confathe como manteiga e sai na sua barriga bipartindo seu corpo.
Esse sentimento de amor e culpa já desapareceram da mente de Paulo, ele está frente do seu inimigo morto. Puxa o celular para ligar para Carlos, eles precisam limpar tudo que ocorreu, possivelmente o Erik vai precisar fazer sua magia negociando com as autoridades.
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Já é mais de meia noite quando os dois retornam para o Elmo Falante, é 31 de dezembro e nenhum deles conseguiu pensar em como vão passar o ano novo. Paulo é o primeiro a entrar, a base está vazia, parece que todos foram fazer um lanche da madrugada em uma padaria ali perto, mas na ala médica Luísa se encontra dormindo, um pouco cedo para ela. Carlos vem logo atrás observando a dúvida nos olhos de Paulo.
“Ela achou um jeito de recuperar nossas memórias, mas precisou manipular as névoas de novo.” Carlos diz, “Eu já lembrei como usar a escopeta e o Miguel como usar a lança. A Tales proibiu ela de manipular as névoas permanentemente, ela ficou… mal… você não esqueceu como usar uma espada, certo?”
“Não, eu ainda me lembro.” Paulo diz ficando ainda mais confuso.
Miguel e uma mulher com cabelos curtos, óculos retangulares e roupas de marca entram na base conversando, eles não estavam tentando disfarçar sua presença.
“Vocês chegaram! Ótimo!” Miguel diz batendo nas costas do Paulo, “Bela jogada, como você fez, afinal?”
“Estamos ansiosos para saber a solu-” Tales diz dando um passo em direção ao Paulo, o mesmo puxa uma faca tática do bolso e aponta para ela.
“Miguel me confirma se eu estou tendo uma alucinação! Mulher, cabelos curtos, óculos retangulares e roupas de marca há 4 passos de mim.” Paulo diz de maneira agitada.
“O que?” Miguel diz de imediato.
“Paulo?” Carlos diz confuso com a situação.
A única pessoa que entende rápido o que aconteceu era essa mulher, seu rosto que estava vibrante se fecha. Ela aperta suas unhas contra a palma da sua mão, em pouco tempo sangue começa a fluir, não era hora de perder a compostura.
“Então essa foi sua estratégia?” Ela diz com voz desapontada.
Estratégia? Há, o plano? Não ele era... como ele era mesmo...?
“Do que você está falando!? Quem é você?” Paulo responde ainda com a faca apontada para a mulher.
“Do lado da segunda linha do seu braço direito, está escrito desculpas, certo?” Ela pergunta como se estivesse atrás de confirmar algum fato.
“Isso mesmo, porque?”
“Eu não sei...” Essa mulher diz olhando para baixo, “Não sei se sou capaz de te desculpar.”

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Today thanks to a tip from Faraday_Rage, I bring you a ghost story from West Lake Hills, although saying that might be a bit misleading because West Lake Hills is a mid-20th century invention and the events of this story happen mostly before that. There used to be a village called Eanes in that general area full of farmers, ranchers, and cedar choppers before it was subdivided into one of the nicer suburbs.
There was only one bridge for vehicle traffic (besides the train bridge) from Downtown into South Austin before the 1940s. Because of this, the western part of Travis County was separated from the growth of Austin and the eastern part of the county, and remained sort of a wild frontier well after the surrounding lands were settled.
Among the early settlers in that area were two brothers named Alexander and Robert Eanes. There is a historical marker at the intersection of Red Bud Trail and Loop 360 which says the following:

Alexander Eanes (1806-1888) moved to Texas from Mississippi in 1845 and acquired this ranch by 1857. In 1873 he sold the property to his brother, Robert Eanes (1805-1895), who had moved to the area following the Civil War. A log cabin built on the Eanes ranch was the first Eanes school, and the community also assumed the Eanes name. Robert Eanes sold the ranch to his son-in-law, Hudson Boatner Marshall (1862-1951) in 1883. Marshall dismantled the ranch house and moved it to a site adjacent to the nearby creek.

So there was a man named H.B. Marshall who lived on the former Eanes Ranch with his wife Viola (Robert Eanes's daughter) and family.
H.B. Marshall was a Civil War orphan. His mom died shortly after childbirth and his dad died as part of Hood's Brigade. He spent his early life in Austin-area orphanages until he graduated high school at the age of 19. That was when the doctors of the era diagnosed him with "consumption", otherwise known as Tuberculosis today. There was no cure in the 19th century. Afflicted people were told to go live in the country and get some fresh air, and that's exactly what he did.
Lucky for him, HB's dad well fairly well off when he died and left him an inheritance. After he left the orphanage he used this money to buy the ranch from the Eanes family, met and married Viola Eanes, and started a family. Legends say a Mexican folk healer convinced him eating goat meat and drinking goat's milk was an excellent remedy for consumption, and so he raised goats.
The book Eanes Portrait of a Community has this photo of H.B. and Viola and their dog, along a brief biographical bit:

H.B. and Viola Marshall sold honey and butter and raised goats. At one time H.B. was president of the American Goat Association and traveled to Chicago to attend that organization's national convention. There he met and talked with Alexander Graham Bell, Thomas Edison and Henry Ford. In its early days the Ford Motor Company used mohair from goats to make a soft, long-lasting fabric which was used to upholster the seats in its "tin lizzies". H.B. Marshall was one of the company's first mohair suppliers. Later, after Bee Cave Road became a better, more reliable road, Marshall, who was a skilled printer sometimes worked in Austin at that trade.

So HB Marshall and his family were very good at raising goats.
The Marshall Family were also beekeepers. HB liked to be called "Honey Bee" Marshall later in life. He lived the rest of his life on that ranch and died in the 1950s.
Now that you have that little bit of backstory, on with today's tale. The following article appeared on page 21 the Austin American-Statesman on May 16, 1966:

MYSTERY
Old Grave Beside Creek
The mystery of who is buried a shallow grave beside Smith Creek, seven miles southwest of Austin, may never be solved.
With it goes a tale of a robbery and killing said to have occurred more than 60 years ago on the Bee Cave Road.
But at least one story told by a man who died last year sticks in the minds of some residents of the hill country behind Zilker Park.
The man was long-time stock man and World War I veteran John Marshall, who lived out his life on the Eanes-Marshall Ranch seven miles southwest of Austin. His story told him as a child by his father, early Travis County settler and school teacher Hudson Boatner (Honey Bee) Marshall goes something like this:
In the late 19th century, a man from Bee Caves came to Austin with a wagon load of cotton. After selling it, he was returning home when his hired hand killed him and took the money. The slain man was not found for several days, and when he was, he was buried on the spot, several hundred feel off the road.
This is the way Cecil Johnson, of 1500 West Bee Caves remembers the story. He heard it in 1956 when he and his brother-in-law, Elmo Freitag, dug into the grave and found a skeleton. Freitag and Johnson went from where they live to buy a dog killed by a car on the Marshall ranch, Johnson said. "When we found the bones, we were pretty scared," Freitag said. "We went up to the ranch house to tell John Marshall about them." "That's when John told us the story," Johnson recalls. "He said we should cover the bones back up and let the old man rest."
The story was brought to the attention of the American- Statesman by Bruce Marshall of Houston, a nephew of John Marshall and an heir to 10 acres of the old ranch land. Others who lived along Bee Caves Road, or who knew John Marshall, recall hearing him tell the story, but no one contacted so far remembers hearing the story from anyone else.
Sheriff T. O. Lang said he has no records dating back that far, Marshall was born around 1887, and Johnson said the killing and robbery occurred "before John's time."
A check into the archives in the Austin Library's Austin and Travis County Collection reveals a similar crime which occurred in 1871. On Feb. 7 of that year, according to Frank Brown's Annals of Travis County, "an old citizen" named Charles Barnes, who "lived seven miles north of Austin," was killed and robbed after he had come to town and sold a wagon load of hay. He was shot and killed "probably for his money," and his body was found 30 yards from the road, three-fourths of a mile from his dwelling. A $1,000 reward was offered for the criminal, but he was never captured.
This "official" report is quite similar to the story told by John Marshall, but the directions from Austin do not coincide.
There are descendants or a family named Cotton who live in Bee Caves, according to Miss Jessie Roy, former teacher who lives on the Rob Roy Ranch on the Bee Caves Road two miles beyond the Marshall ranch. But she said she never heard of any of them being robbed or killed. Her family moved here in the 1890s.
Conceivably, with the tale handed down by word of mouth for three generations, the name Cotton, and the product "cotton" could have gotten confused. And the Brown report, probably taken from a newspaper account, could have been mistaken about the direction (north or west) from Austin where the crime was committed.
But if the wagon load was cotton instead of hay, the crime would have occurred most likely in October, according to Austin rancher and historian Carl Widen. Widen said in the old days Austin, it usually came from the south and west, from Dripping Springs and Bee Caves, in October, "in time for the circus." "The whole family would come to town with the load of cotton usually one or two bales to a wagon and after it was sold the women bought cloth for dresses and the kids went to see the circus. Then they got back home late that night.
Another hill resident, Charles Roberts, 80, who lives on a creek near the Rob Roy ranch, said he remembered people hauling cotton in trains of three or four wagons pulled by oxen, rather than by horses or mules. And Austin resident Charles Dellana said it used to take at least four mules to pull a wagon load of corn out of the bottoms or "The Narrows" between Bee Caves Road and the Colorado River. He opined that the murder and robbery must have occurred "earlier than 1903."
Besides the Cotton family out Bee Caves way, other family names familiar to those still living are Theodore Bose, Joe Beck, the Freitags, the Teagues, the Simpsons and the Moores. But who is buried beside Smith Creek on the Marshall ranch, how he died, and when he was buried, no one seems to remember.

Well this old story was apparently told far and wide. There was another article on that same day (May 16, 1966) in The Statesman: (h/t/ jbjjbjbb)

Ghost Hunters Have a Go at Ghosting
San Antonians Learn of Murder and Such Things on Austin Ranch
Ghosts, anyone? A strange tale of murder and theft was spottily told Saturday night by a "spirit" who was supposedly in communication with a group of ghost- hunters seven miles southwest of Austin. The ghost hunters, five people from San Antonio, gath ered on the old Marshall Ranch in West Lake Hills with two news reporters. They apparently believed they were communicating with a ghost named Tom Burns.
"Margaret, Margaret, Margaret," the ghost kept repeating through the automatic-writing technique of Mrs. Joan McKee, wife of Don McKee. McKee is manager of the Builders Exchange of Texas, in San Antonio. He and his wife say they are "student" parapsychologists. Spelling out the name of Margaret Owens, Tom Burns said, "She is dead now. She is my love."
The names of Margaret Owens and Tom Burns were interpreted by the McKees from an almost indecipherable scrawl which Mrs. McKee transmitted to sheet after sheet of paper with a pencil, while her husband held her elbow. They were seated at a table in the single upper room of the old Marshall ranch house. With them were this reporter, ranch owner and Houston Post business writer Bruce Marshall, and San Antonio residents Mr. and Mrs. Frank Gibson, Mr. and Mrs. John Mac-Donald, and Mrs. Mary K. Cook. The only light in the room came from a lantern.
"Burns" said Margaret "Owens" was buried on a mountain top east of the ranch, and had been killed in or near some water. Burns also said he had been killed by three men on a road near the ranch as he was hauling a wagon load of hay. Placing the date at 1904, possibly on a Monday, he said he was shot as he got down off the wagon to move a rock that was in the way.
Although at least two other spirits were supposedly contacted beyond the pale, that of Burns appeared to be the most communicative and the most interesting. It was either Burns, or a ghost named Nathan Anderson who spoke of a John Anderson who came "often" to the ranch to drink "rum from South America" with Robert Eanes.
Eanes, according to Marshall, was the first man in the family to own the ranch property. He died in the 19th century and is buried in a family plot on a hill near the ranch house. Marshall said later there had been a man named John Anderson who was a friend of the Eanes family. Marshall and this reporter have established, from local folklore and from written records, that a man, possibly named Charles Barnes, was killed seven miles from Austin around 1871, after selling a load of ether cotton or hay in town.
There is a grave of an unknown man beside Smith Creek on the Marshal ranch, not far off the Bee Caves Road, which is seven miles from Austin. Neither Marshall nor this reporter have verified that the grave on Smith Creek is the one in which the robbery victim was buried, but the coincidences of the known facts leaves room for speculation that it may be the one.
Burns said he had worked for a man named Cotton Roberts, and that Roberts had worked for a man possibly named Mitchell Treadwell. The name of Treadwell first came to the attention of the group when MacDonald, a former announcer for KONO-TV, fell into a trance through what was called auto-hypnosis. He said he got the name from a ghost present in the room, and that he also received "an impression" of the dates 1890 to 1901. Marshall later disclosed that the old ranch house had been built sometime between 1890 and 1905.
The name "Mitchell" was written on the paper when one of the persons asked aloud, "Does the name Treadwell mean anything to you?" Burns also spoke of his mother, naming her variously Mary Markham, Marstur, Masters and Markem, who he said had been sick in a barn and subsequently died.
Mention was made of a bearded man who wore a big hat and was deaf in one ear, of a box buried beneath a barn, and of wild mohair goats. Marshall said the last man to live on the ranch, his late uncle John Marshall, found a hole on the ranch about 30 years ago where a box apparently had been buried. This was when Miriam A. Ferguson was governor of Texas, he said.
He also said a bearded deaf man had once been a ranch hand there and that John Marshall's father, H. B. Marshall, had raised Angora goats on the ranch. Burns said Roberts had buried the box, and he (Burns) had dug it up. "Money means death," came the scrawled message on the paper.
Two of the most dramatic events of the evening occurred when the McKees tried to communicate with a ghost named "Robert" Both of them believed the ghost to be that of Robert Eanes, whom they described as having a very powerful, domineering personality. Mrs. McKee broke down and could write no more after transcribing the words, "My time is up now. Many have come but nobody will listen." Later McKee tried to communicate, and apparently went into a trance after receiving the word "yes" to the question of whether "Robert" had been born in July.
Just before McKee went into a trance, Marshall and this reporter were curious to notice that a strong wind the only one noticed during the entire night rattled the eaves of the house for about a minute.
The time was shortly after midnight Mrs. Cook, who writes radio and TV commercials, took down the following from McKee's barely audible words: "I have many children. I am as Abraham I shan't stay around where my people don't want me. It is dark. Darkness is in the land. We shall bring light."
Further efforts to communicate with "Robert" failed. After this incident, the "ghosts" seemed to leave the parapsychologists and their fellow delvers into ESP (extra-sensory perception).
A long vigil at the family cemetery until almost dawn proved fruitless. Gibson, sales manager for Pratt and Lambert varnish makers, whose supposedly "haunted" house in San Antonio was the subject of a Houston Post story several months ago, conceded with high good humor that he had seen no ghosts Saturday night "But Robert was around," he affirmed confidently.
Marshall and this reporter scratched their heads, totaling up the number of "unexplainable coincidences" which made the night at least a little provocative if not downright exciting. It would take a patient historian to check the names listed. As for the "ghosts" well, who knows?

H.B. Marshall had a son named John and he in turn had a son named Bruce. Bruce Marshall was an artist who spent most of his time in Houston but moved back to the family ranch in 1974. Marshall recounted the story of the 1966 ghost hunt in this 1983 article:

THE SEARCH FOR ghosts is not uncommon with visitors to the Marshall Ranch off Loop 360 South. It is the home of artist Bruce Marshall and his family and nine ghosts, those of seven people and two horses.
Marshall studio and gallery is a restored, pre-Civil War ancestral home located next to the family residence. Parapsychologists visited the building in 1966 and declared it to be haunted by a man who was attacked, shot and killed near the original entrance of the ranch. The ghost of the dead man, whose unmarked grave is still on the ranch, reportedly told the ghosts hunters about his fate. The ghost also admitted that he had committed murder, killing a woman named Margaret by drowning her.
There are two creeks near the ranchhouse that are the source of several other ghost stories.
"SUPPOSEDLY ONE GHOST walks the creek towards Eanes (Elementary) school calling for someone," said Marshall. "There were some kids camping near the creek about six months ago, they heard dogs barking and the noise of a wagon drawn by horses. The wagon has no driver and follows an old road which used to connect to Bee Cave Road."
Marshall said his family tries to play down the ghosts tales surrounding his homestead. "If we really become convinced that we're haunted, we really lose our enjoyment of the place. People seeking ghosts out here are very unwelcome," he said. "If there are such things, they don't bother me. They like me. They probably feel that if I go, the house goes, the property changes, and they're evicted.

In 1999 Marshall sold the house and the ranch to The Eanes Historical Society, who moved it next to the current location of Eanes Elementary School, where it has become the home of the EHS and serves as a small museum today.
So who is in the mystery grave at Smith Creek? I found one lead.
Back in February of 1916 a 20-year-old man named Albert Cook had an unfortunate accident and was killed. The Statesman reported it like so:

While setting a wolf trap on the Marshall goat ranch, eight miles from Austin, Alfred Lee Cook, 20 years old, accidentally shot and killed himself at 8:30 Friday morning, a charge of buck-shot from the left barrel of a double-barrelled shotgun entering his abdomen.
Cook was a laborer on the Marshall ranch, near Summitt. Early Friday morning he attempted to set a steel trap for wolves. He was carrying a shotgun and was accompanied by two small boys.
Setting his shotgun, both barrels of which were loaded, against a bush, he advanced to the trap. The gun fell across his path and he shoved it aside. As he did so, in some way the left barrel of the gun was discharged, the entire charge taking effect in his abdomen at short range and badly lacerating his body. Death was almost Instantaneous.
Justice of the Peace George W. Mendell, Deputy Sheriff Jim McCoy and Deputy Constable Matt Turner went to Summitt this morning for the Inquest. Justlce Mendell rendered a verdict of accidental shooting. The name of one surviving relative was reported to the Justice of the Peace, being Mrs. Rebecca Ann Brown, mother of the young man

Is this the person in the grave? I can't say for sure without DNA testing, but poor Mr. Cook might be the best candidate.
Time is short and space is long today so I'll leave it there. The Eanes-Marshall house today is called the Eanes History Center, and sits next to Eanes Elementary School at 4101 Bee Caves Rd. Bonus Items to follow:
Bonus Pic #1 - Photograph of Bruce Marshall standing next to the graves of his ancestors in Eanes-Marshall Cemetery - unknown date (mid 1970s?)
Bonus Pic #2 - "Photograph of Bruce Marshall and Dorothy Depwe in the Eanes-Marshall Cemetary looking down at a tombstone." - unknown date (mid 1970s?)
Bonus Video #1 - Eanes History: HB Marshall (from Eanes History Center)
Bonus Video #2 - Eanes History: HB Marshall Ranch House Tour (from Eanes History Center)
Bonus Article #1 - Masons BBQ meet at The Marshall Ranch - November 17, 1919
Bonus Article #2 - "Better watch out! Spirits on the prowl!" - May 14, 1966
Bonus book excerpt? - Notes from an interview with Earl Short (a reformed bootlegger), in which he mentions he saw H.B. and John Marshall setting up a soda stand one Election Day after he bribed some illiterate people for their votes.

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I have scripts that update themselves to the latest version from github. After they update I want them to run the updated script, but exec "$0" "$@" results in the script having getopt errors.
If I run the script with "script.sh-snfr" it runs as it should.
If I run the script with "script.sh-s -n -f -r" it causes a getopt error.
In bash 4.3.43 the error is:

getopt: unrecognized option '- -n -f -r' 

In bash 4.4.23 the error is:

getopt: invalid option -- ' ' getopt: invalid option -- '-' getopt: invalid option -- ' ' getopt: invalid option -- '-' getopt: invalid option -- ' ' getopt: invalid option -- '-' 

Here's the part of the script causing the issue:

#!/usbin/env bash usage(){ cat <_host db and db.new file(s) -n, --noupdate Prevent DSM updating the compatible drive databases -m, --memory Disable memory compatibility checking -f, --force Force DSM to not check drive compatibility --restore Undo all changes made by the script -a, --autoupdate Auto update script (useful when script is scheduled) -h, --help Show this help message -v, --version Show the script version EOF exit 0 } # Save options used #args="$*" args=("$*") # Check for flags with getopt if options="$(getopt -o abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz0123456789 -a -l \ restore,showedits,noupdate,nodbupdate,memory,force,help,version \ -- "$@")"; then eval set -- "$options" while true; do case "${1,,}" in --restore) # Restore changes from backups restore=yes break ;; -s--showedits) # Show edits done to host db file showedits=yes ;; -n--nodbupdate--noupdate) # Disable disk compatibility db updates nodbupdate=yes ;; -m--memory) # Disable "support_memory_compatibility" ram=yes ;; -f--force) # Disable "support_disk_compatibility" force=yes ;; -h--help) # Show usage options usage ;; -v--version) # Show script version scriptversion ;; --) shift break ;; *) # Show usage options echo -e "Invalid option '$1'\n" usage "$1" ;; esac shift done else echo usage fi # Show options used #echo "Using options: $args" echo "Using options: ${args[@]}" # Copy new script over current script echo "Reload script? [y/n]" read -r reply if [[ ${reply,,} == "y" ]]; then echo -e "------------------------------------------------------------\n" #echo "debug: exec" "$0" "$@" # debug #echo "debug: exec" "$0" "$args" # debug echo "debug: exec" "$0" "${args[@]}" # debug #exec "$0" "$@" #exec "$0" "$args" exec "$0" "${args[@]}" fi 

Hey so I was really excited to try this company I heard great reviews about, they had a godly menu, their prices for 1g of bromaz powder was like $80 their O-DSMT was $35 claimed to have NL pyrazolam, nitrazene and his 4MPH was like $30. I’m not gonna lie and say, that didn’t play a big part in me ordering, but whenever I hear really good reviews I always tend to order because the best vendor one day can turn into a scammer.
So after 10 days it was apparent to me I decided to ask for either a tracking number or the address he sent it too. One vendor messed up huge and typed my address and it auto corrected to another town that vendor is awesome and gave me $1000 worth (which they knew I intercepted the 1st package and retrieved it) and just for the trouble of saving myself and them any problems they shipped out a refund immediately and kindly asked if I’d try them out again.
This asshole who sends me a photoshopped usps copy colored in deep black that you could only make out 2 words “in transit”. He also said he shipped the pack after 3 days instead of 10, but when I called him on the fake SS and it takes him 10 days to ship his response was “you idiots are a buncha marks I wake up and start my day scamming 50 of you punks if it was up to me I’d light this community on fire if I wasn’t making so much money”
Fuck this dude Idc if you heard 20 good reviews about him he’s a filthy fucking scammer and admitted it right to me. Hope y’all stay safe

So with AEW: Fight Forever being about one month away from release and more information about the game coming to light, a major factor I've been thinking about is what the full roster of the game will look like. I made a comment a few days ago doing a bit of a breakdown of all the confirmed names, but I've gone further down the rabbit hole with updated info and thought to formulate a very close-to-complete list. As a point of reference, the base roster size is assumedly somewhere between 51-59 playable characters (confirmed to be 50+).

• Cover Athletes: Adam Page, Britt Baker, Bryan Danielson, Chris Jericho, Jade Cargill, Jon Moxley, Kenny Omega, MJF, Orange Cassidy, Sting (10)
• Official Press Material Images: Abadon, Hikaru Shida, Thunder Rosa, Yuka Sakazaki (4)
• Official Gameplay Trailers: Adam Cole, Darby Allin, Jungle Boy, Kris Statlander, Nyla Rose, Pentagon Jr (6)
• Convention Gameplay Footage: CM Punk, Paul Wight, Ricky Starks (3)
• Achievement List Photos: Christian Cage, Christopher Daniels, Chuck Taylor, Dustin Rhodes, Lance Archer, Matt Hardy, Matt Jackson, Miro, Nick Jackson, Owen Hart, Pac, Sammy Guevara, Trent Barretta (13)
• AEWGames Livestream Confirmation: Rey Fenix (1)
• Kenny Omega SI Interview Confirmation: Cody Rhodes (1)
• Apparent Fightful Confirmations: John Silver, Ruby Soho (2)
• Potential Fightful Confirmations *: The Bunny, Keith Lee (2)

* There was a Fightful report a while back that The Bunny, Keith Lee, and Ricky Starks were scheduled to record content for the Road to Elite mode, but they were seemingly nixed for at least the time being. I don't know if that 100% confirms that they are on the roster, but with Starks now outright confirmed, it seems more likely they'll be in.
So that gets us to 40 (or potentially/probably 42) total confirmed roster spots at this point and around 10+ still remaining unconfirmed at this time. Before speculating on who the remaining spots will be, it'd be worthwhile to go over who is confirmed to not be part of the initial base roster for Fight Forever.

• Confirmed Non-Base Roster Members: Anthony Bowens, The Blade, The Butcher, Cash Wheeler, Claudio Castagnoli, Danhausen, Dax Harwood, Evil Uno, Isiah Kassidy, Jake Hager, Jamie Hayter, Marq Quen, Max Caster, Ortiz, Santana, Stu Grayson, Toni Storm (17)

I believe I've figured out that Toni Storm (and Jamie Hayter) are not on the initial roster because Thunder Rosa is apparently the default AEW Women's Champion in the game, and I'd assume they'd have the most recent champion available as the default (i.e. MJF is the default AEW World Champion). With that in mind, I'm going to make the assumption that anyone who debuted after Toni Storm will also not be in the base roster and instead will be part of roster updates / DLC.
In addition, I'm going with the assumption that legends that haven't wrestled in AEW (i.e. Arn Anderson, Jake Roberts, Mark Henry, Taz) sans Owen Hart will not be playable on the initial roster, and will instead be saved for some sort of "Legends of Wrestling" DLC down the road. I could very well be wrong, but it'd make my remaining speculation that much easier lol.
So in terms of the remaining potential base-roster spots, I've formulated a list of people I'd most likely expect to see on the roster.

• Alex Reynolds - Tag partner of John Silver
• Brodie Lee - AEW Legend
• Eddie Kingston - Main evented a PPV in a World title match + was a main player in the Exploding Barbed Wire Death Match (I'd be most disappointed if he wasn't in the game)
• Frankie Kazarian - Inaugural AEW Tag-Team Champion + was partners with Christopher Daniels
• Luchasaurus - Tag partner of Jungle Boy (at the time of game development)
• Powerhouse Hobbs - Tag partner of Ricky Starks (at the time of game development)
• Riho - Inaugural AEW Women's Champion
• Scorpio Sky - See Frankie Kazarian

Assuming all of these names are included in the base roster (it's not guaranteed, but I feel relatively confident about most of them), then that would put the roster total to 50. That would then leave us with seemingly under ten more spots to fill. I've kinda formulated lists of who I think could be those names. Most of them won't be in the game initially in theory, but I'd expect most who aren't to be added down the road.

• Potential Roster Inclusions: Andrade el Idolo, Bobby Fish, Brian Cage, Ethan Page, Jay Lethal, Kyle O’Reilly, Malakai Black, Penelope Ford, Serena Deeb, Shawn Spears, Tay Melo, Wardlow (12)
• Dark Horse Roster Inclusions: Anna Jay, Billy Gunn, Brandi Rhodes, Brody King, Buddy Matthews, Daniel Garcia, Dante Martin, Emi Sakura, Hook, Jeff Hardy, Kip Sabian, QT Marshall, Swerve Strickland, Wheeler Yuta (14)

We'll ultimately find out the full roster soon, but wanted to form together this thought experience for the heck of it anyways lol.

hola no se si es de terror pero todos los que estábamos en ese auto estaban temblando.
bueno los pondré en contexto, yo tenia como 5 o 6 años cuando ocurre esto, yo iba con un primo, dos tias y un tio, yo y mi primo íbamos atrás del auto ( el auto tenia como 6 asiento ) en los últimos asientos, una de mis tía va un asiento un delante de nosotros, y mi otra tia en el asiento del copiloto y mi tío de conductor.
bueno esto empieza en la calle estábamos parados en un semáforo en rojo yo y mi primo no recuerdo que estábamos haciendo pero digamos que estábamos hablando de lo que nos gustaba, bueno nos pusimos a mirar a la parte trasera del auto y mi primo me dice que mirara ese camión creo que de coca-cola o no se pero era rojo mi tia igual miro y nos dijo que no lo miremos a los ojos que eso era muy peligroso, yo no sé qué era pero lo puedo describir
era blanco tipo fantasma, era muy pálido tenía ropa creo que de color roja estaba peinado estaba de cara seria y no mostraba ninguna expresión solo ser serio de ojos solo unos simples puntos y nada mas que eso.
la verdad es que yo era quien tenia mas miedo porque nunca me paso algo haci, cuando se lograron alejar de eso me dijeron que fue porque el conductor le pegó a la radio porque el estaba muy enojado pero yo no creo que fue haci( de pequeño si crei eso) pero ahora que tengo 12 creo que eso era una entidad maligna que lo invocaron para que tenga más suerte o algo haci se lo Conté a varia gente y la mayoría me cree y me han contado muchas teorías de lo que probablemente aigua sido eso
muchas gracias por leer esto,e tardado mucho tiempo en escribir esto solo tomenla como una anécdota de un terror ligero yo soy Lian y me despido chaoooooo

https://www.miamiherald.com/news/nation-world/world/americas/venezuela/article275789866.html
Esta es una traducción del original en inglés:
Elías estaba en su casa en Venezuela esperando noticias de su hijo José, de 21 años, quien, después de semanas de cruzar Centroamérica y viajar a pie a través de la densa jungla que separa Panamá y Colombia, finalmente había llegado a la frontera entre Estados Unidos y México. .
El teléfono finalmente sonó el martes, pero no era la llamada que Elias esperaba.
Su hijo había sido secuestrado junto con otros 14 migrantes cuando viajaban en un autobús por Reynosa, un pueblo mexicano al otro lado de la frontera con McAllen, Texas.
Si Elías quería volver a ver a José, dijo la persona que llamó en la línea, tendría que enviar $1,000. Luego, la persona que llamó le pasó el teléfono a José.
“Él dijo: 'Papá, necesito ese dinero para que me liberen porque me acaban de secuestrar'”, dijo Elías, quien habló con el Miami Herald y El Nuevo Herald pero pidió que no se usara su apellido ni el de su hijo. . “Antes de que pudiera hacer alguna pregunta, agarraron el teléfono y advirtieron que si no recibían el dinero para el día siguiente, el niño ‘será llevado a los arbustos’”.
A medida que los migrantes continúan su camino a través de México con la esperanza de llegar a la frontera de los EE. UU. y cruzar, crece la preocupación entre los defensores de la inmigración de que serán blanco de pandillas. Apenas unas semanas antes de poner fin a una orden de salud pública de la era de la pandemia conocida como Título 42 y marcar el comienzo de nuevas reglas de asilo que permiten a los EE. UU. devolver hasta 30,000 migrantes a México cada mes, el Departamento de Estado emitió una advertencia de viaje sobre el país.
Aunque estaba dirigida a las vacaciones de primavera y a los ciudadanos estadounidenses, la advertencia se produjo después de una serie de secuestros y crímenes violentos de alto perfil. Uno de esos incidentes involucró el secuestro en marzo de cuatro afroamericanos, dos de los cuales fueron asesinados, en la ciudad de Matamoros, en el norte de México. El incidente ocurrió no lejos de un campamento de migrantes, lo que llevó a Haitian Bridge Alliance a emitir un comunicado advirtiendo a los solicitantes de asilo negros que sean muy cautelosos.
“Estos crueles actos de violencia muestran que ya sea que esté buscando asilo o simplemente ciudadanos estadounidenses de ascendencia africana que visitan el área de Matamoros, no hay un lugar seguro para las personas negras en la frontera entre Estados Unidos y México”, Guerline Jozef, directora ejecutiva de Haitian Bridge. Alianza, dijo en su momento.
Pero no son solo los negros, dicen otros defensores. Los migrantes que buscan asilo son habitualmente víctimas de extorsión, secuestro y asesinato por parte de pandillas, dicen, y a menudo los incidentes no se denuncian por temor a ser deportados.
La semana pasada, solo unos días antes del secuestro de José, 49 migrantes de Brasil, Cuba, El Salvador, Haití, Honduras y Venezuela fueron secuestrados de un autobús cuando viajaban por el centro de México. La Secretaría de la Defensa de México, que confirmó los secuestros, informó más tarde que habían localizado a muchos de los migrantes en el estado central de San Luis Potosí y en el estado vecino de Nuevo León, al norte, luego de una búsqueda realizada por miembros de las fuerzas armadas.
En el caso de José, no hubo registro armado, lo que pone de manifiesto cuántos incidentes no logran atraer la atención de los medios o de los funcionarios mexicanos. También es un recordatorio de los peligros que enfrentan los migrantes con destino a los Estados Unidos cuando intentan llegar a la frontera de los Estados Unidos, donde el Departamento de Seguridad Nacional implementó este mes repercusiones más duras para quienes intentan cruzar ilegalmente.
José, en una serie de notas de voz enviadas al Herald, compartió su calvario. Sus secuestradores, dijo, usaron una nueva aplicación para teléfonos inteligentes de Aduanas y Protección Fronteriza, CBP One, que los inmigrantes ahora deben usar para solicitar una cita de asilo en los puertos de entrada de EE. UU., como señuelo.
“Estábamos en el autobús y se subieron y comenzaron a pedirnos nuestros documentos”, dijo. “Nos llevaron, diciéndonos mentiras, diciendo que teníamos que hacer el CBP One, que nos van a ayudar a procesar.... Al final nos bajaron a la fuerza y nos llevaron a un hotel y nos metieron dentro de una habitación. .”
Después de pasar aproximadamente media hora en el hotel, José y sus compañeros de viaje fueron llevados en autos a una casa, donde las ventanas y puertas estaban cerradas con barrotes.
“No había agua, no había baño. Nos sujetaron como si fuéramos cerdos. Fue todo muy triste”, dijo.
Dentro de la casa había otros rehenes, incluidas 10 mujeres y ocho niños. Eran hondureños, ecuatorianos y un nicaragüense, pero la mayoría de los rehenes eran venezolanos.
“Había personas que habían estado allí durante dos semanas, otras habían estado allí durante meses”, dijo José. “El que estuvo más tiempo allí, llevaba cuatro meses”.
Algunos de los pasajeros fueron torturados por los secuestradores, agregó.
“También cortan a la gente ahí mismo. No teníamos agua ni comida. Nos dieron un pedacito de pan”, dijo José. “Le doy gracias a Dios que pude salir de ahí porque si no hubiéramos pagado, me habrían matado”.
Elias, su padre, dijo que le tomó un tiempo reunir el dinero para liberar a su hijo y en un momento, los secuestradores volvieron a llamar con amenazas.
“Estaban preguntando qué había pasado, ¿dónde está el dinero? ‘Te damos 15 minutos’”, dijo Elias.
Para entonces, solo había podido reunir parte del dinero y pidió más tiempo.
“Les dije que de alguna manera obtendría el dinero, pero que no quería que lastimaran a mi hijo, que por favor le perdonaran la vida”, recordó. “Más tarde pudimos reunir el resto y enviar el dinero a través de Western Union. Les enviamos cuatro millones de pesos [colombianos]”, el equivalente a $900.
“Pasaban las horas y no nos decían nada. Seguimos esperando hasta altas horas de la noche sin saber de ellos”, dijo Elias. “Después supimos en la madrugada del jueves que lo habían liberado a un costado de la carretera en medio de la nada. Lo dejó caminando solo en la oscuridad mientras moría de hambre, sin dinero ni comida”.
José, dijo su padre, le dijo que fue secuestrado por un misterioso cartel de drogas, conocido como M2. Actualmente, José está de regreso en Reynosa, donde el refugio local está lleno y no hay formal de obtener ayuda.
This story was originally published in English May 26, 2023, 5:00 AM.