Graco turn 2 me crash test
I just wanna go fast
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2013.04.14 19:18 memory98 biggie vs tupac
biggie, tupac, or both. post about them
2015.12.24 05:10 8ace40 coo irl
coo... coo. Post anything pigeon related.
2023.05.28 07:48 WarmHugs1206 “Meet Me At Mama’s Place”
This happened about two hours ago.
I live in a sleepy part of Metry very close to the parish line but near a major cut-through street that could have you out of the parish in maybe 1-2ish minutes depending how crazy you’re driving. To my delight - It is still very much a neighborhood - from the over priced real estate down the block to the multi-families where drugs are definitely being sold to the wonderfully nosey old ladies in their cottages.
My aunt lives next door to me, we are on a corner and she in the middle of the block between my front street and her other neighbor who faces the cut-through.
Aunt calls me and asks if my husband will go outside and check because someone is knocking on her door and she doesn’t know who it is. My first thought is no fucking way I’m sending him, I’m calling 911. She tells me to wait. I do. I’ve got a sleeping 3 yr old snuggled together with husband and if I wake one, I wake both. She offers no details besides that this person knocked and is now sitting on her porch. And is wearing a baseball cap. She lives alone. It’s not very well lit.
I tell her to hold on and I start putting my boots. I’m going check her front door from around the way. Before I get out my own door she says “oh my god he’s coming to my back door call 911” so I hang up and call 911. Lock my own back door which is a good few paces from hers and also very poorly lit. I’m panicking because - isn’t home invasion like everyone’s worst nightmare?
While on the phone with 911, I’m looking at my aunt’s house through my bathroom window. I can’t see the back door and momentarily I can see a guy in the shadows come from the back of my aunt’s house and begin to make his way to the aforementioned thoroughfare. I then see my neighbor on the other side of aunt’s house come out and start talking to the guy. From my window all I can see is the back of shadow guy walking away from my aunt’s house. Intervening neighbor has two small children inside.
My husband at my prompting gets up at this point and isn’t alarmed in the least. “It’s probably some drunk guy wandering into the wrong house.” There is a neighborhood bar nearby. Fair-ish enough although for the better part of a decade living here we have never had a drunk visitor.
We’re both watching the neighbor talk to the guy while I’m still on the line with 911. The shadow’s body language suggests harmlessness but that could also be drug-addled and reckless. Erratic?! Who can tell? The 911 dispatcher informs me that there are now units on the scene.
Like fucking stealth hawks in the night four JPSO squad cars pull up on either side of the block 2/2. No lights no sounds. They were there in five minutes flat.
Turns out by the time the officers got there my aunt figured out it was a friend of her son, early 20’s. My cousin had told said “burglar” friend via text to “meet me at mama’s place” and friend thought he meant his literal mother’s house. Friend is not drunk whatsoever. He’s a sweet guy who interpreted my cousin literally. He even arrived with a six pack of Andy gator. Cousin had apparently texted him “come through the back” - hence the walking to attempt to enter through the back porch.
As we stood in the street while the cops pulled away without fanfare we couldn’t help but laugh. All I could think was how relieved I was it wasn’t a bad guy. How ridiculous I felt for such a false alarm. And how fucking glad I was that if it had been bad that the police showed up. Holy fuck.
Now. There are many holes in the Swiss cheese that aligned to create a memorable situation for my aunt, my cousins’s friend, and me.
All I can tell you is this: at some point in the first conversation with my aunt, I was scared shitless. The next thing is that those squad cars showed up so fast I was astonished. The final thing I will tell you is that I don’t keep a gun in my home because I don’t know how to use one. I believe in them. So if you’re like me, reinforce your doors, or if you do responsibly own a gun, you know who you are. Don’t let the fright lead you. Key word is responsible.
The final, final is - thank you to JPSO. And to NOPD please know that effective policing is possible. What’s your problem? This is not a blame on individuals, it’s a blame on the organization. I used to live in a “safe” part of Orleans parish. I do not consider it as such now because criminal activity which did not exist there before some recent snap of fingers -??? I am extremely concerned about the individual NOPD officers and how degraded they are. Support our police. Public safety is a joint effort.
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I live in a sleepy part of Metry very close to the parish line but near a major cut-through street that could have you out of the parish in maybe 1-2ish minutes depending how crazy you’re driving. To my delight - It is still very much a neighborhood - from the over priced real estate down the block to the multi-families where drugs are definitely being sold to the wonderfully nosey old ladies in their cottages.
My aunt lives next door to me, we are on a corner and she in the middle of the block between my front street and her other neighbor who faces the cut-through.
Aunt calls me and asks if my husband will go outside and check because someone is knocking on her door and she doesn’t know who it is. My first thought is no fucking way I’m sending him, I’m calling 911. She tells me to wait. I do. I’ve got a sleeping 3 yr old snuggled together with husband and if I wake one, I wake both. She offers no details besides that this person knocked and is now sitting on her porch. And is wearing a baseball cap. She lives alone. It’s not very well lit.
I tell her to hold on and I start putting my boots. I’m going check her front door from around the way. Before I get out my own door she says “oh my god he’s coming to my back door call 911” so I hang up and call 911. Lock my own back door which is a good few paces from hers and also very poorly lit. I’m panicking because - isn’t home invasion like everyone’s worst nightmare?
While on the phone with 911, I’m looking at my aunt’s house through my bathroom window. I can’t see the back door and momentarily I can see a guy in the shadows come from the back of my aunt’s house and begin to make his way to the aforementioned thoroughfare. I then see my neighbor on the other side of aunt’s house come out and start talking to the guy. From my window all I can see is the back of shadow guy walking away from my aunt’s house. Intervening neighbor has two small children inside.
My husband at my prompting gets up at this point and isn’t alarmed in the least. “It’s probably some drunk guy wandering into the wrong house.” There is a neighborhood bar nearby. Fair-ish enough although for the better part of a decade living here we have never had a drunk visitor.
We’re both watching the neighbor talk to the guy while I’m still on the line with 911. The shadow’s body language suggests harmlessness but that could also be drug-addled and reckless. Erratic?! Who can tell? The 911 dispatcher informs me that there are now units on the scene.
Like fucking stealth hawks in the night four JPSO squad cars pull up on either side of the block 2/2. No lights no sounds. They were there in five minutes flat.
Turns out by the time the officers got there my aunt figured out it was a friend of her son, early 20’s. My cousin had told said “burglar” friend via text to “meet me at mama’s place” and friend thought he meant his literal mother’s house. Friend is not drunk whatsoever. He’s a sweet guy who interpreted my cousin literally. He even arrived with a six pack of Andy gator. Cousin had apparently texted him “come through the back” - hence the walking to attempt to enter through the back porch.
As we stood in the street while the cops pulled away without fanfare we couldn’t help but laugh. All I could think was how relieved I was it wasn’t a bad guy. How ridiculous I felt for such a false alarm. And how fucking glad I was that if it had been bad that the police showed up. Holy fuck.
Now. There are many holes in the Swiss cheese that aligned to create a memorable situation for my aunt, my cousins’s friend, and me.
All I can tell you is this: at some point in the first conversation with my aunt, I was scared shitless. The next thing is that those squad cars showed up so fast I was astonished. The final thing I will tell you is that I don’t keep a gun in my home because I don’t know how to use one. I believe in them. So if you’re like me, reinforce your doors, or if you do responsibly own a gun, you know who you are. Don’t let the fright lead you. Key word is responsible.
The final, final is - thank you to JPSO. And to NOPD please know that effective policing is possible. What’s your problem? This is not a blame on individuals, it’s a blame on the organization. I used to live in a “safe” part of Orleans parish. I do not consider it as such now because criminal activity which did not exist there before some recent snap of fingers -??? I am extremely concerned about the individual NOPD officers and how degraded they are. Support our police. Public safety is a joint effort.
2023.05.28 07:48 -__-_Throw-away_-__- Very confused and pretty over it!
Not sure what’s been happening. At a loss, and extremely exhausted and depressed. No longer want to socialise or leave the house when I don’t have to and just looking for answers!
30F, GHSV1 positive (asymptomatic for 13 years, it’s meh to me, a cold bothers me more), always had healthy V with no issues until now.
** Had unprotected PIV and Oral. Had the sexual health conversation (I trust him very much so and have no doubt in him) may be unrelated, who knows.
** 6 days later began to feel funny. Symptoms included:
** 2 days later the symptoms worsened:
** All tests came back negative again and a month later symptoms went away. Yay!
** Not yay. 1 week later after symptoms disappeared, the clitoral sensation returns. Tingling buzzing, burning and almost aroused and became incredibly sore to the touch and irritation just under, in the crease at the top of labia minora. New throat pain began as follows:
** had a week off and it all came back. Clitoris pain/ buzzing and redness around hood and crease in upper labia minora. 5 days in began to hurt when wiping. Throat pain came back on the right (tingles and pinching in same sport) but crept up into my sinuses, ears, and back end it wrecked my right eye (could be unrelated). My nose mostly on the right bloody hurt and I had right ear pain and slight itching. Eye was burning and had very slight discharge.
Iv been swabbed in all areas of concern, blood tested and nothing. Only thing that came up was Ureaplasma but it doesn’t seem to be presenting in the way of that, or could it? I don’t want to take a bunch of antibiotics and screw myself up even more yet if that’s not what Is causing it.. I hate antibiotics and how they affect me.
(Nothing is stuck under my hood. It’s tiny so not enough space and iv checked and cleaned)
ANY advice or anything is greatly appreciated.
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30F, GHSV1 positive (asymptomatic for 13 years, it’s meh to me, a cold bothers me more), always had healthy V with no issues until now.
** Had unprotected PIV and Oral. Had the sexual health conversation (I trust him very much so and have no doubt in him) may be unrelated, who knows.
** 6 days later began to feel funny. Symptoms included:
- throat discomfort deep down.
- irritation and discomfort in vagina
** 2 days later the symptoms worsened:
- buzzing/ tingling feeling in clitoris that almost felt a sense of arousal at time, sore to the touch. This caused tingles down my legs due to it buzzing on my clitoris I assume.
- slight redness and irritation around upper labia minora just below clitoris/ above urethra.
- intense headaches and a bit sore in the muscles
- pink discharge
** All tests came back negative again and a month later symptoms went away. Yay!
** Not yay. 1 week later after symptoms disappeared, the clitoral sensation returns. Tingling buzzing, burning and almost aroused and became incredibly sore to the touch and irritation just under, in the crease at the top of labia minora. New throat pain began as follows:
- tingles to one side for two days
- followed by sore pinching feeling at right side of the top of my throat near nasopharynx
- followed by razor blades down the right side only
** had a week off and it all came back. Clitoris pain/ buzzing and redness around hood and crease in upper labia minora. 5 days in began to hurt when wiping. Throat pain came back on the right (tingles and pinching in same sport) but crept up into my sinuses, ears, and back end it wrecked my right eye (could be unrelated). My nose mostly on the right bloody hurt and I had right ear pain and slight itching. Eye was burning and had very slight discharge.
Iv been swabbed in all areas of concern, blood tested and nothing. Only thing that came up was Ureaplasma but it doesn’t seem to be presenting in the way of that, or could it? I don’t want to take a bunch of antibiotics and screw myself up even more yet if that’s not what Is causing it.. I hate antibiotics and how they affect me.
(Nothing is stuck under my hood. It’s tiny so not enough space and iv checked and cleaned)
ANY advice or anything is greatly appreciated.
2023.05.28 07:47 Outrageous_Future943 I think my cat is sad
My cat is about 2 years old and has always been an only child. I recently was cat sitting for a friend and our cats played heavily together for two weeks. now that I have returned my friends cat, i think my cat is sad. he often will sit at the front door and just stare at it. today i was petting him and got up to get in the shower and everytime i tried to turn away he would attack me, which hes never done before. I try to play with him often, he has plenty of interactive toys, he has free range of the apartment daily. he is rowdy early in the morning now and just over all is acting different. I plan to get him a permanent sibling once i get a new apartment, as my current roommate wont let me get another pet. what can i do for my cat in the mean time.
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2023.05.28 07:47 OmeleggFace I cared for a stray cat while on holidays and now she's going to die
I was in Thailand for two weeks with some friends. The last month we spent in the south in a villa in a gated complex. After a few days, a little stray cat showed up to the villa. She didn't look great but was very calm and nice. I started to feed and pet her, and she came back the next day. She would come back every morning, and gradually warm up. I took her to the vet so they can look at her and treat her for anything she might have. Turns out she has leukemia and FIV. Which means she basically has 2-3 years tops to live. Most likely less if she stays a stray. I cared for her more and more and she basically lived with me after a week. Slept in my room, ate here. I would let her leave when she wanted so she could roam and have fun, but she would always come back several times during the day. She was so affectionate and gentle. She looked much better after two weeks and was very playful and energetic. Since I didn't want to leave her alone when I left, I managed to find a shelter ran by a woman who could take care of her when I left, provided I take care of the costs. I happily obliged and even donated $1k so she could renovate an area outside so the FIV FeLV cats could play outside. She was also supposed to spay her after I brought her.
The day before my trip, I took her there, and left her. She was visibly distressed, she hissed at me and attacked me when I tried to pet her goodbye, thing she never ever did once before. The lady was kind to her and put her in a big cage so she could adapt to the surroundings and not attack the other indoor cats that were there, since she was very aggressive.
Well yesterday, I took the plane back to another country, and I got a message saying she escaped through an opened window. That fucking idiot let her out and let a window opened. So now she's in an unfamiliar environment, a mile away from my old place, completely lost and fending for herself.
I wish to god I could have adopted her but I don't even have a place to live and I move from one Airbnb to the next, and switch countries often, so I couldn't bring her with me and have her live a life full of stress of moving an indoor. Not to mention even if I wanted to put her through that, I couldn't even bring her as she isn't microchipped and stuff so can't even bring her in another country.
I'm absolutely devastated, I can't stop crying. She was the most gentle soul, so nice and affectionate. And I placed my trust in that stupid person who let her escape. She told me she's going to put posts and stuff, but nobody gives a shit and nobody looks at them anyway. Now she's going to die run over by a car, attacked or fall sick and die somewhere alone. Fuck people. Stupid useless worthless incompetent people.
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The day before my trip, I took her there, and left her. She was visibly distressed, she hissed at me and attacked me when I tried to pet her goodbye, thing she never ever did once before. The lady was kind to her and put her in a big cage so she could adapt to the surroundings and not attack the other indoor cats that were there, since she was very aggressive.
Well yesterday, I took the plane back to another country, and I got a message saying she escaped through an opened window. That fucking idiot let her out and let a window opened. So now she's in an unfamiliar environment, a mile away from my old place, completely lost and fending for herself.
I wish to god I could have adopted her but I don't even have a place to live and I move from one Airbnb to the next, and switch countries often, so I couldn't bring her with me and have her live a life full of stress of moving an indoor. Not to mention even if I wanted to put her through that, I couldn't even bring her as she isn't microchipped and stuff so can't even bring her in another country.
I'm absolutely devastated, I can't stop crying. She was the most gentle soul, so nice and affectionate. And I placed my trust in that stupid person who let her escape. She told me she's going to put posts and stuff, but nobody gives a shit and nobody looks at them anyway. Now she's going to die run over by a car, attacked or fall sick and die somewhere alone. Fuck people. Stupid useless worthless incompetent people.
2023.05.28 07:47 sofiasaenz My gender dysphoria are increasing each year
I have had gender dysphoria since I was 14 years old, I was at school when I started to try on women's clothes, I started to have that positive feeling when I put them on, I liked it but I didn't do it often until years later when I started to buy clothes, a beautiful plaid skirt with garter belt and I was happy, I had a first girlfriend when I was 24 and I lasted a year, however I had dysphoria sometimes when I was with her, I was happy because I bought my first heels, dress, I learned to walk with them but I started another relationship, I should mention that those 2 relationships I did not propose the relationship and I accepted to test my sexuality, this taught me that I wanted to have a company, the sex did not fill me either, I imagined myself playing the role of the woman and not the man, I have always wanted to feel what they feel, I have considered starting my HRT and at some point mtf bottom surgery, but sometimes I hesitate and have never come out, I have taken the GIDYQ-AA test and it comes out as 50% dysphoria, during the pandemic I thought a lot about coming out, once I was going to go out with my family but at the last minute I didn't, and once I was almost discovered, during the pandemic I increased my wardrobe, I am more excited to buy women's clothes, I have gone to shops to shop, I have bought makeup, I have put on makeup and painted my nails, once while shopping I suffered my first trans discrimination and harassment in a walmart, because of the loudspeaker in the beauty department, I have such long hair that few women have it that length, but I am in doubt of what my next step will be, with your experience has the dysphoria of being a trans woman diminished? I am approaching 35 and feel that the transition is late. Suggestions are welcome and if you've even made it I'd appreciate it if you could read me :)
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2023.05.28 07:44 Puzzleheaded-Fig1457 AITA for admitting I screwed up but that I don't know how to fix it?
I was very hard on my daughter since she started kindergarten at age 5. I pushed her to get straight A's and excel, and she met my expectations by 3rd grade. I never did well in school. I wasn't able to complete my nursing degree because of it and have worked a low paying job since. Until I turned 50, I only made 50k per year. I recently got promoted and now make 65k, but I'm 56 now.
I was very harsh when she messed up and told her that if she didn't improve when she got poor grades, she would end up just like me.
However, my daughter started resenting learning in high school and college. I told her learning was all about outcompeting others and earning A's, not grasping the material. She would miss days of school in high school to the point where her teachers were concerned about it and ended up dropping out of college for 2 semesters.
She initially started college wanting to study biology to be a PA or doctor, but then switched to business and finance because she felt she wasn't competitive enough to be premed or pre-PA. I told her to do what she was good at and what she could earn A's in.
She told us that she wanted to transfer schools where there was more support for STEM education, and we didn't let her.
I taught her that life is all about minimizing risks and playing to your strengths, not your passions. She did amazingly in business and finance, and she was at a top school. I felt it was better for her to stay there and get a good paying finance job relying on school pedigree.
Now she seems really unhappy with her finance job and I feel really bad for any role I may have played in this. Perhaps I should have encouraged a love of learning and following her passions instead of pushing her to chase grades and brand name colleges. Maybe I should have let her transfer.
She told me recently that she does blame me for my parenting methods and that she wants to pursue medicine badly, but feels compelled to stay in finance for the money.
I told her that I am sorry for my parenting mistakes. That there wasn't a manual for when she was born 20+ years ago and that I did my best. I just wanted her to excel in life, even if it didn't mean being a doctor, and to really just play to her strengths.
But I don't know what to do. I can't afford to pay for another degree or more schooling.
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I was very harsh when she messed up and told her that if she didn't improve when she got poor grades, she would end up just like me.
However, my daughter started resenting learning in high school and college. I told her learning was all about outcompeting others and earning A's, not grasping the material. She would miss days of school in high school to the point where her teachers were concerned about it and ended up dropping out of college for 2 semesters.
She initially started college wanting to study biology to be a PA or doctor, but then switched to business and finance because she felt she wasn't competitive enough to be premed or pre-PA. I told her to do what she was good at and what she could earn A's in.
She told us that she wanted to transfer schools where there was more support for STEM education, and we didn't let her.
I taught her that life is all about minimizing risks and playing to your strengths, not your passions. She did amazingly in business and finance, and she was at a top school. I felt it was better for her to stay there and get a good paying finance job relying on school pedigree.
Now she seems really unhappy with her finance job and I feel really bad for any role I may have played in this. Perhaps I should have encouraged a love of learning and following her passions instead of pushing her to chase grades and brand name colleges. Maybe I should have let her transfer.
She told me recently that she does blame me for my parenting methods and that she wants to pursue medicine badly, but feels compelled to stay in finance for the money.
I told her that I am sorry for my parenting mistakes. That there wasn't a manual for when she was born 20+ years ago and that I did my best. I just wanted her to excel in life, even if it didn't mean being a doctor, and to really just play to her strengths.
But I don't know what to do. I can't afford to pay for another degree or more schooling.
2023.05.28 07:44 PPPRCHN A Not-so-many-headed Problem+Panic Buttons (homemade OC fanfiction just for you!)
These are my beginner fanfictions! I tried to keep these as congruent with the portrayed personalities/actions of Overlord(tm).
The first is set sometime around the Re-Estize Kingdom destruction, while the second is set right after Pestonya and Nigredo get released from Ice Prison.
These feature Mare, Pestonya, and Cocytus mostly.
Please enjoy them!
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The shadow demon whispered into Ainz' "ear" which was met with a heavy sigh. He had grown tired of this fight, his enthusiasm for the following battle was sapped- all due to a certain individuals' actions.
"I tire of this. Cocytus, do as you will."
Cocytus thumped his chest with the pride not only of being chosen by Ainz-Sama but at the incoming chance to prove his worth to his God.
"Yes! Ainz. Sama. Will. I. Be. Providing. Back. Up. For. Your. Commands?"
Ainz propped his chin on a knuckle, and with a regal wave of his hand stated his decree.
"This war is with truly worthless, as well as anything that might be here. Truly worthless creatures." A chill seeped over the ground as Cocytus and the other retainers within the splendorous tent realized- Ainz-sama was angered by the Individuals' previous actions. The chill spread through their feet and crawled up their backs, like a horrid ghost which wished to whisper sweet nothings of despair into your ear. Slowly, it retracted, yet all in the tent continued to shiver. Such was the wrath of a Supreme Being. "Except for "that individual" do as you must, this was a waste of time. Everyone you shall be placed under Cocytus' direct orders as needed- assist him as you must."
Ainz-sama leaned deeper into his fist, lost in thought and perhaps tired from having to deal with this skirmish- far beneath need to waste his time. Cocytus and the other retainers bowed and briskly left the room. Walking with pride- Cocytus was trailed by footsteps, one step of clicking heels behind him drew his notice.
"Cocytus."
Albedo, the Overseer of Nazarick gently but firmly gripped one of his arms causing him to stop in his tracks.
"I apologize for touching you, but I don't need to exp-"
Cocytus waved two of his opposite arms, opposite from Albedos' retreating grasp.
"It. Need. Not. Be. Said." Cocytus puffed out "To. Not. Only. Waste. Ainz. Samas'. Precious. Time. But. To. Also. Not. Even. Reach. The. Standards. To. Meet. His. Expectations. Is. Worthy. Of. Eradication."
The other retainers- the Floor Guardians nodded to his statement in agreement.
Shalltear piped up" Ahhh~ We don't even need to show them true despair, this will simply be an execution." With a shake of her head and an expression which read "It can't be helped."
With resolve tempered, Cocytus began his task.
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The Hydra was a creature well known not only in Yggdrasil, but in the New World as well. Capable of casting not only magic of the 5th tier, but sometimes able to cast martial abilities. This was, however, entirely dependent on the luck of said hydra from birth. They could have anywhere from 7-9 heads and each could be skilled in magic or martial abilities, what it knew however was random- one could cast up to 2nd Tier but another on the same body could cast 5th tier. Its' heads would act in unison, with a "main head" being chosen by one which displayed their dominance by fighting the other heads and helped by slight telekinesis which allowed them to sense the leaders' whims.
Pelgraya-Nurm was proud of her shiny scales, which she frequently rehydrated to keep their glistening texture possibly to appear alluring to the humans. Their approval was below her, but who wouldn't appreciate praise no matter how insignificant. She shook her golden brown mane, large and fluffy she would easily be lauded by these humans as the softest cuddling partner if only she was nicer. She was not however.
Pelgraya-Nurm was different however, instead of heads it had been born with a plethora of arms. These arms, while not adept at martial kills, could cast 6th tier spells and along with improved dexterity, she could wield weapons if needed. This could be the reason she was cast out and viciously chased off by her kith and kin, probably not wanting the weakness a mutant would bring. She also had a talent, for mana, which increased her mana regen by absurd amounts the lower her mana. She was currently leading the contingent of her mercenary group which while called "The City Guard" were nothing more than thugs.
Pelgraya-Nurm had taken a name in part of jealousy of dragons (but partially from being shunned by her kin) but also to make her stand out among humans. While she easily towered over humans, however, the creatures she saw across from the battlefield shook her even now and made her feel insignifigant. She looked to her adjutant, Papaya, an elf she had bought to handle any affairs of human relations.
"Papaya" Pelgraya-Nurm muttered "What is that contingent of undead? Why have we not heard of such a thing before?"
Papaya rocked with her masters' obvious displeasure.
"I-i'm not sure. We haven't heard anything from scouts or even from the kingdom- they simply appeared P-Pelgraya-sama."
Papaya was consequently splattered across the floor, nearby soldiers, and part of the wall Pelgraya-Nurm was stationed on. Wicking off her claws with a flick of the wrist, she voiced her displeasure.
"You can all be replaced, you are nothing to me. I own you." Pelgraya-Nurm stated matter-of-factly. Simply put, this was how Hydras' and even most monsters behaved- rule of the strong. However, this was not usually the case for humanoids. They had "laws" and "good samaritism" they usually reacted negatively to being pasted onto their nearby surroundings.
Out of the corned of her eye, Pelgraya-Nurm saw a twisting of her humongous shadow- a small offshoot which seemed to sputter and slink off. Only for a second, she must have been seeing a trick of the light. She turned towards her opponents and grinned, they stood no chance.
Across the battlefield, after being reported to by that shadow demon, someone stamped the seal which would seal their fate.
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Cocytus had prepared a map of the village they stood before, which had been prepared by the shadow demons beforehand. It was largely unremarkable, but being a ragtag mercenary group this could easily be all of their mustered forces. The shadow demons hadn't been scouting for long but they would more than likely bring forth confirmation to this point. Cocytus would not be swayed by this, already tempered by previous expectations.
"Shalltear. May. I. Leave. Mopping. Up. Escaping. Troops. Or. Those. Running. Away. To. You?"
With a dainty curtsy, Shalltear silently left with an expression of relish. Now, what to do about showing the true wrath towards someone who wasted the precious Supreme Ones' infinite mercy of a quick death?
"Do. We. Have. The. Troops. Ready?"
"Yes, Cocytus. I have a suggestion to showing off our Supreme Ones' beauty in rule." Demiurge responded with a slowly growing grin.
Then. I. Shall. Leave. That. To. You."
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Pelgraya-Nurm was the first to hear it. A slow repeating stomp followed by a short break and then repeating. It quickly grew and inversely morale quickly shriveled.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
This continued for a short while, as the undead which comprised the enemy forces- stomped in time, a truly jaw-dropping event. Undead could be coordinated so? In this number? Pelgraya-Nurm was growing uneasy, her surrounding contingent had long passed this.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
The undead knelt and bowed, all centered on the tent in the distance. A chill was growing like a pillar of ice in the human army. No longer centered around Pelgraya-Nurm, but on this unknown force which had appeared.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
The army split neatly in two as the undead smoothly, rised, slid away from the center, and resumed kneeling. A golden embroidered flag, with a black seal upon the purple midnight fabric. It slowly approached the middle grounds between the two armies and assumed a straight backed stance.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
It began hoisting the flag straight up on every stomp, down in between. With a voice unnaturally loud for a sinle creature to have- and to be heard over such a distance. A voice which while holding a degree of self-importance rasped with the clear hatred for the living. It interrupted between the stomps.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
This continued until they saw creatures slowly walk from both sides of the army, chilling them to the bone even more somehow. Towering, black, and wielding swords in twisting patterns with paired great shields. Adorned with red veins which pulsated and seemed to draw the viewer into their grisly visage, a face which begged for them to approach and be rent. Death Knights.
These creatures lumbered in a roundabout number as the contingent shuddered in fear, no doubt a rout was being concocted simultaneously by these non-connected creatures. As the realization dawned on them for what was happening- they were being boxed in. Those horrid creatures had spaced themselves enough to easily be able to catch them if any tried to run.
It was a do-or-die situation. And if they got resurrected it might just be a die-or-die situation. Suddenly, gripping her superiority and strength- Pelgraya-Nurm commanded these rowdy people together.
"We have no chance of running, this is truly ride or die! Keep them at bay and I'll blast them to death!" she smirked despite her creeping fear.
The soldiers prepared themselves, maybe some of them would make it out alive if they fought to either their teeth or nails.
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Shalltear skipped along the streets, a strong undead following in tow. It was called a Living Hunter, an undead of the 50s level. It hungered for the living as its' name foretold, it however was adequately skilled for this task. It grew stronger in proportion to the living around it, which increased the radius of those included which could swell to absurd ranges depending on deployment. As well as that, it grew faster movement speed and attack speed the longer it chased an individual living creature. It towered over its surroundings and it could be slowed by those running into or hiding in buildings. This was also tempered by the fact it was sometimes unable to control itself from brutally devouring victims alive in brutal and sadistic fashions. While it could be a dangerous foe for attackers, it could easily be countered by simply sending in weak merc. NPCs to distract it or, even simpler just having a tank which had any taunt skill to constantly reset their passive.
Shalltear had been dragging along several human corpses in one hand while her umbrella was twirled in the other, snacks- not for her of course. They had easily accomplished their task, Living Hunter chasing stragglers and scaring people while Shalltear threw rocks to smash them into pieces. While its disgusting nature could never be mistaken for cute, the growl it made was of pleading. Shalltear stopped in place, sighed in an exaggerated manner, and spun with a childish waggle of her finger said-
"I GUESS you receive a treat for your good work.."
-she smiled and tossed corpses up to the Undead Hunter not unlike how one would toss treats to their pet dog. It snapped them up and smashed them like balloons between its teeth, chewing them up as if relishing a delicious piece of bubblegum.
"Gruuuu..!" it rumbled, shaking the surroundings.
"Okay, you continue with the pincer attack while I watch over this city, arinsu~."
It lumbered off as Shalltear sauntered up a walls buttressed stairs, before shortly perching herself to watch the ensuing battle, kicking her feet, and cutely twirling her umbrella.
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STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
Suddenly, it stopped. Jolting the mercenaries to attention. The undead chanter turned itself to the side and took steps back. A towering creature stepped forth from the tent and walked down the alley towards them.
As a slow frost gently billowed forth from the enemy side, the soldiers teeth began clacking. Pelgraya-Nurm, being cold-blooded, especially. The creature walked forth, eyes glinting in the dwindling sunlight and planted itself where the chanter had been. It slammed its weapons- a giant curved sword with a long hilt, a halberd, and an oddly small thin blade. The halberd and large sword had their hilts planted in the crackling, dry earth.
Silence. No one dared breath. The battlefield had shrunk and the contingent realized this. They were audibly shaking now, armor clinking over armor. Pelgraya-Nurm moved to say something was cut off by a shriek from behind them. A shriek which sounded like souls whining to be realsed from eternal torment.
Rubble came crashing down around them, slushing some of them and maiming others. Pelgraya-Nurm was struck by a huge chunk of wall directly in the face as she looked up, knocking her out cold. She was unable to witness the creature which had crumbled the walls from behind like a child might crush a graham cracker in their hands. It lurched over, so close it could look some of them face to face. It rasped a disgusting swathe of undead stench over them and seemingly chuckled. It- counter to its' size, grasped several soldiers with its armored mitts and tossed them into the air. The resulting crunch of the bone heralded the beginning to the skirmish.
As the undead began marching towards them, their attention was diverted between the encroaching mass of dead and the fact this creature summarily had grasped Pelgraya-Nurm and slowly dragged her with them. Their trump card removed, they were finished in barely ten minutes.
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Pelgraya-Nurm awoke slowly, her vision blurry and ear-holes ringing.
"????? ??????? ?? ??? ????..." something murmured. She did not know or care whether this was directed at her, and she was focused on simply getting up and wreaking havoc among these filthy peasants. She toppled over, due to her weight and a force pushing her down.
"??! ??? ????? ? ??? ?????? ??? ? wonder ?? sama ??? ???????? ?? ?????" failed to breach her head and report anything communicable to her brain. She was slowly coming to and realized she was surrounded.
A silver haired thing, a creature in orange vestment, and the tall white thing from before.
"Waking ??? ?? ???? ?. Good. ??? ?? ?? begin."
The silver-hair and white- thing stood with smug(?) looks (she had never cared to learn human expressions) as the orange-suit walked forward.
"How would you ???? do this?" the orange-ones' movement was making her dizzy again, however she had the upper hand- quickly she cast a [Silent Magic: Ultra Fireball] in a deft motion. Before that she was struck across the head which sent her reeling and slightly rolling. The fuzziness returned-
"No." orange-suit said, muffled by her newly made brain fog.
"A bit gentler ???? ?????? Ainz-sama ???? ???? this one ??? all." the silver-hair piped up
"Indeed. It. Will ????. ?. ??????. Prize. For. ???. Ainz. Sama. ????. It. Would. Seem. ???. ?. ??????. Bauble." white-thing responded.
Her vision returning, she weakly lifted her head and was promptly struck again- she had been bitch-slapped. It wasn't as forceful as before, which allowed her to go all out and cast [Maximize Magic: Ultra Fireball], [Maximize Magic: Magic Arrow], and [Maximi-
She was bitch slapped once.
She was bitch slapped twice.
She was bitch slapped a third time.
Her head was whipped around comically with the applied beatings.
"????. ??. ????. ???. Awaits." the white-thing stated
"??????." the silver-hair responded
"??. ??? ????? ????." the orange-suit concurred.
Pelgraya-Nurm was gripped by her throat as she was recovering from this. The orange-thing gripped her throat with a single thing, threatening to crush her windpipe. Slowly she started being dragged along behind them, at a brisk pace. The cobblestone of the city around her and the subsequent rocky ground, for the first time hurt as she was roughly dragged along it.
She struggled, and was thrown onto the ground and bitch-slapped again, gripped by the throat, and dragged along again. This continued two more times, but Pelgraya-Nurm was exhausted, not only from her large size' energy need, the beatings, and an unknown exposure to the sunlight. She felt weak and the fight left her. She was dragged along the long, slow, path towards that tent.
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They finally arrived in front of the tent and she was again slammed into the ground, this time in a much harder throw. The wind and tears were knocked from her, the ground cracking underneath this crushing blow. The white-thing, silver-hair, and orange-suit all prostrated themselves towards the tent. An encroaching fear was growing over Pelgraya-Nurm and she bowed her head to the ground (again, partly from exhaustion and the beatings).
"Ainz-sama! We have brought this disgusting specimen before you as you have asked!" the three spoke in unison. Pelgraya-Nurm understood. Ainz Ooal Gown was not a country or a simple fief but someone these things bowed before.
As the aforementioned one fluttered the tent flap open, a finely decorated skeleton thing- followed by a demi-angel(?). Fear pierced her through like a harpoon, and felt as if it was being pulled through her guts. She openly shook and hoped maybe since they had brought her forth, they might allow her to at least live. Undead were known to hate the living, but maybe since this one surrounded itself by the living it would be merciful.
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Ainz flapped open the tent, and was greeted with Demiurge, Shalltear, and Cocytus. He received their gift of this prisoner-of-war, and consequently praised their efforts. This praise made them seemingly shiver with delight. But to Pelgraya-Nurm, it was unnoticed- she was too focused on this one called "Ainz."
"A-Ainz-sama?" She spat up as she pressed her head into the head indent she had made earlier. "I-"
Ainz sliced his hand horizontally as if to cut her in twain.
"Silence." it commanded.
She began tearing up, how could fate deny her strength. She had made herself a slowly growing land, full with servants, and glory to her. Why had this thing come here? Why her?
"To viciously murder ones followers, loyal beings- is a sin I cannot abide. To do so, is to be scum of the worst kind. I do not normally do this, but I shall relish this. Cocytus lift her."
Before she could run, white-thing grabbed her by the forehead and lifted her straight up. This painful grip denied her any chance to pull free, her large body squirming halfways upon the ground. Her arms pulled and scraped the ground and attempted to pull herself free by pushing against Cocytus. She was like a child being lifted by the leg, helpless against her coming doom.
Ainz flicked his wrist and a magic circle appeared before his bony hand. With that he made a faux-gripping motion and she could no longer move her body and some of her arms. It felt like she was truly being gripped within his grasp. Her arms now flailed uselessly and she screamed and cried as she too flailed. Her last thought was that she had never found a mate, maybe a human HAD been her only chance.
With that flick of the wrist, she was summarily twisted around, multiple times, in a quick clockwise turn. Cocytus' grip being the axis of this sickly pirouette, evoking the look of a ballroom dance. Cocytus subsequently dropped the head.
"Send it to be picked clean, and Living Hunter to patrol."
Much later, after confirming everything was razed and destroyed- the Living Hunter gleefully engorged itself among the feast of the battlefield.
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Pestonya completed her tasks; per the norms- as Head Maid she had more tasks to do than the maids under her but not as many as, say, the Pleiades. Basic tasks and management work she could handle but something had caused her normal confidence to wilt.
Maids, and even some of the other Area Guardians would normally flit back and forth like a well oiled machine- today was no different...
however-
almost everyone who passed her would for a split second lock eyes with her, and she knew exactly why. She had disgraced herself and had actively gone against the wishes of the Supreme One, Ainz Ooal Gown. This was tantamount to blasphemy. While Ainz had considered her request and complied, she felt shame and the bitter taste in her mouth; jealousy.
Jealousy towards her co-conspirator Nigredo. They had both pleaded with Ainz to spare some humans from the utterly brutal beheading of the kingdom they were currently facing. She did not have to leave her home as she had been punished and placed within the Frozen Prison, which was already her home. She did not have to bear the continuous weight of others silent judgement. She did not have to silently endure the newborn hesitation of other Nazarick denizens to follow her commands. Pestonya bore it, if it was what the master wanted, it was what the master would receive.
Ainz had listened, complied, released, and forgave both of them- each of those displayed alone would have been a blessing. Altogether, it was practically disrespectful to have received each bestowal of his compassion and mercy. It had produced many mixed feelings within her, gratitude and shame.. Despite her willingness to work tirelessly and endlessly to erase this debt, Ainz-sama had said she still deserved a break and had told her to collect her thoughts during it.
She had spent those days and nights wringing her hands and though her body did not have the ability to cry, she had done so without the tears. The dark fog of feelings had loomed over her and kept her lost within.
She once more braced herself and returned to the grace one of Nazaricks maids was expected to have. She knocked on the (comparative to the others) plain wood door. This wasn't to say it didn't belong- the fine engravings upon it swirled into each other, leading the eye on a slow tour of tastefulness. But when compared to some of the other enchanting decorations on the 9th floor, it was... unique. Within, a voice beckoned her in.
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As she entered, she recalled something she had witnessed once, long ago.
"You aren't HIDING anything are you?!" a gruff, booming voice proclaimed "You wouldn't want to get in trouble with the other would you?"
A tall armored man was ranting and raving, gesturing wildly, and... making odd poses. The man was one of the 41, Touch Me-sama. Anyone could tell he was 200% not serious, and was joking glibly with another. Her creator, Ankoro Mochi Mochi-sama.
In comparison, the normally soft voice was practically screeching and she was likewise smacking at Touch Me continuously. Touch Me had puffed out his chest and was laughing haughtily-
"HO HO HO!" he bellowed, as each smack of Ankoro's hands displayed a gentle "0 dmg" marker.
In a more subdued voice, he mumbled something to her with his hands on his hips, something which caused Ankoro to renew her vigorous assault and somehow, in an even higher pitch-
"NO! I AM NOT A FURRY! SHUT UPPPPP!"
"Then why are both your NPCs animal people..? Hmmm..." Touch Me mocked a pose which would normally invite deep introspection. They had continued with these jabs as they traded items which they thought were interesting, or the other might like, simple presents between them- a soft, gentle feeling of mutual respect and closeness.
Pestonya, lost in thought, had no clue what a "Furry" was.. Along with her natural kindness, gentle tone, and sympathy towards the otherwise despised humans she had taken this to mean "Fury." Ankoro Mochi Mochi-sama had intended for her to be compassionate to those around her, and she had gladly done so. But she had no right to assume what her creator had meant..
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Pestonya snapped out of her daydream and entered the office of Sebas-sama, the walls were bare, and the room, likewise, had a desk covered in neatly stacked papers which Sebas sat behind. Sebas had the glint of gentleness in his eyes and none of the derision the others sometimes let slip.
Not only had they talked over the memories of their creators fondly with each other, they were close colleagues as well, both heading management positions..
-they had also bitterly talked about how they had felt they betrayed Ainz-samas' kindness and gone against his word. At first, this had led to awkward silence and uneasy shame but they both bonded over willingness to pay back Ainz-samas mercy 10-fold.
"Pestonya-sama, welcome."
They both traded the customary bows and sat down opposite each other.
"Sebas-sama.. ah.." she could barely get the words out and she trembled slightly trying to.
Sebas simply waited patiently and his firm gaze braced her to answer for what she wished to request.
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Eclair Ecleir Eicler walked proudly, he had finished another piece in the grand battle to take over the throne of Nazarick.
He laughed haughtily, and loudly proclaimed his mission statement "I Ecl-"
Before he could even get his name out, he was shoved violently down the stairs and tumbled down the grand staircase.
After the dizziness wore off, he looked up at his assaulter..
A freezing cold stare met him, backlit by a chandelier and slightly heaving shoulders stood the Floor Guardian Mare. His normal shy flower-like disposition was more akin to a fist that had crushed a bouquet of flowers. Maybe those flowers were lilies intended to be placed on his coffin.
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Fluder Paradyne traced the usual path he made when he was ruminating. As his master and teacher had surmised, Jircniv had him cut off from tactical speeches and high-end gatherings. Either way, it did not matter to him as he could dedicate more time to studying the tome he had been graciously given- and Jircniv had stopped giving commands to even his knights since they had been vassalized.
The floorboards creaked and groaned from his pacing, and indeed, one could faintly make out wear and tear that made a path back and forth that he trailed. This entire floor was his to do as he pleased, he had restored a shaky position with his disciples, and even then, they rarely saw him anyways.
On this floor there were two guards, and a third "guard." While his master had said that the Shadow Demon was there to deliver and inspect the average goings on Fluder did. A bitter pang in his heart stabbed at his feelings. He had betrayed Jircniv for his new master, and it was rather obvious his Master had him monitored for betrayal- but compassionately let him keep his pride by stating it was there in case he quickly needed assistance or to contact him.
He wouldn't dare simply send his master a [Message] whenever he wanted to, and he had been rather busy lately anyways. His rumination led to deep introspection over the tome he held in reverence, his new tasks, and more. He shook his head to clear his thoughts and was chastising himself lightly, as he felt like a young boy again. Every time he dipped out of sight of the two guards, despite his ruminations- he would absent-mindedly add flourish to his pacing. A little spin here, a little hop there, and so on. This was undoubtedly unbecoming for the "pinnacle" among his magic using peers; however, he was no longer the wise teacher but the learning student.
He remembered the meetings with his teacher, Ainz-sama, and they could be counted on one hand. However he did not say anything on the matter as they had been massive moments each time. He was also taught just how minuscule he was and that he had a long ways to go. He had occasional visits with several casters from Ainz-samas Great Underground Nazarick. He had the lady known as Narberal, and the shrinking violet Mare-sama, to explain deeper meaning in magic. Both were the quiet type, so he could easily ask questions rapid-fire.
"Ahhhh.." he mumbled over and over. He had to ask every possible question regarding in specific detail or they would silently sit there. The meetings were short and when over they would quickly leave through a [Gate] .
Again "Ahhhh.." he heard about some of the resources in Nazarick which piqued his interest in what sorceries he might yet hold in his hand. If he provided good results maybe he could someday be allowed admittance..
A sound notified him of a [Gate] spell entering, he had been scheduled one such visit, and thus ready to greet him and vice versa.
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Pestonya walked the same path she had done a week before, and knocked on the door to Sebas-samas' office. However, when it was heard one of the maids announced her visitation. Unease. Incredible unease. She entered and practically imploded seeing Ainz-sama seated on what was usually Sebas-samas' chair. She knew what was coming and her subsequent execution was writ in stone. It was obvious Sebas-sama would talk about this to Ainz-sama, but she still felt slightly betrayed.
"I have finally disrespected Ains-sama enough so to be unforgivable" she thought. She bowed to Ainz-sama and with her heart in her stomach she waited for her punishment.
Ainz asked her to stand up straight, and waited for an explanation of her previous actions.
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The first is set sometime around the Re-Estize Kingdom destruction, while the second is set right after Pestonya and Nigredo get released from Ice Prison.
These feature Mare, Pestonya, and Cocytus mostly.
Please enjoy them!
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The shadow demon whispered into Ainz' "ear" which was met with a heavy sigh. He had grown tired of this fight, his enthusiasm for the following battle was sapped- all due to a certain individuals' actions.
"I tire of this. Cocytus, do as you will."
Cocytus thumped his chest with the pride not only of being chosen by Ainz-Sama but at the incoming chance to prove his worth to his God.
"Yes! Ainz. Sama. Will. I. Be. Providing. Back. Up. For. Your. Commands?"
Ainz propped his chin on a knuckle, and with a regal wave of his hand stated his decree.
"This war is with truly worthless, as well as anything that might be here. Truly worthless creatures." A chill seeped over the ground as Cocytus and the other retainers within the splendorous tent realized- Ainz-sama was angered by the Individuals' previous actions. The chill spread through their feet and crawled up their backs, like a horrid ghost which wished to whisper sweet nothings of despair into your ear. Slowly, it retracted, yet all in the tent continued to shiver. Such was the wrath of a Supreme Being. "Except for "that individual" do as you must, this was a waste of time. Everyone you shall be placed under Cocytus' direct orders as needed- assist him as you must."
Ainz-sama leaned deeper into his fist, lost in thought and perhaps tired from having to deal with this skirmish- far beneath need to waste his time. Cocytus and the other retainers bowed and briskly left the room. Walking with pride- Cocytus was trailed by footsteps, one step of clicking heels behind him drew his notice.
"Cocytus."
Albedo, the Overseer of Nazarick gently but firmly gripped one of his arms causing him to stop in his tracks.
"I apologize for touching you, but I don't need to exp-"
Cocytus waved two of his opposite arms, opposite from Albedos' retreating grasp.
"It. Need. Not. Be. Said." Cocytus puffed out "To. Not. Only. Waste. Ainz. Samas'. Precious. Time. But. To. Also. Not. Even. Reach. The. Standards. To. Meet. His. Expectations. Is. Worthy. Of. Eradication."
The other retainers- the Floor Guardians nodded to his statement in agreement.
Shalltear piped up" Ahhh~ We don't even need to show them true despair, this will simply be an execution." With a shake of her head and an expression which read "It can't be helped."
With resolve tempered, Cocytus began his task.
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The Hydra was a creature well known not only in Yggdrasil, but in the New World as well. Capable of casting not only magic of the 5th tier, but sometimes able to cast martial abilities. This was, however, entirely dependent on the luck of said hydra from birth. They could have anywhere from 7-9 heads and each could be skilled in magic or martial abilities, what it knew however was random- one could cast up to 2nd Tier but another on the same body could cast 5th tier. Its' heads would act in unison, with a "main head" being chosen by one which displayed their dominance by fighting the other heads and helped by slight telekinesis which allowed them to sense the leaders' whims.
Pelgraya-Nurm was proud of her shiny scales, which she frequently rehydrated to keep their glistening texture possibly to appear alluring to the humans. Their approval was below her, but who wouldn't appreciate praise no matter how insignificant. She shook her golden brown mane, large and fluffy she would easily be lauded by these humans as the softest cuddling partner if only she was nicer. She was not however.
Pelgraya-Nurm was different however, instead of heads it had been born with a plethora of arms. These arms, while not adept at martial kills, could cast 6th tier spells and along with improved dexterity, she could wield weapons if needed. This could be the reason she was cast out and viciously chased off by her kith and kin, probably not wanting the weakness a mutant would bring. She also had a talent, for mana, which increased her mana regen by absurd amounts the lower her mana. She was currently leading the contingent of her mercenary group which while called "The City Guard" were nothing more than thugs.
Pelgraya-Nurm had taken a name in part of jealousy of dragons (but partially from being shunned by her kin) but also to make her stand out among humans. While she easily towered over humans, however, the creatures she saw across from the battlefield shook her even now and made her feel insignifigant. She looked to her adjutant, Papaya, an elf she had bought to handle any affairs of human relations.
"Papaya" Pelgraya-Nurm muttered "What is that contingent of undead? Why have we not heard of such a thing before?"
Papaya rocked with her masters' obvious displeasure.
"I-i'm not sure. We haven't heard anything from scouts or even from the kingdom- they simply appeared P-Pelgraya-sama."
Papaya was consequently splattered across the floor, nearby soldiers, and part of the wall Pelgraya-Nurm was stationed on. Wicking off her claws with a flick of the wrist, she voiced her displeasure.
"You can all be replaced, you are nothing to me. I own you." Pelgraya-Nurm stated matter-of-factly. Simply put, this was how Hydras' and even most monsters behaved- rule of the strong. However, this was not usually the case for humanoids. They had "laws" and "good samaritism" they usually reacted negatively to being pasted onto their nearby surroundings.
Out of the corned of her eye, Pelgraya-Nurm saw a twisting of her humongous shadow- a small offshoot which seemed to sputter and slink off. Only for a second, she must have been seeing a trick of the light. She turned towards her opponents and grinned, they stood no chance.
Across the battlefield, after being reported to by that shadow demon, someone stamped the seal which would seal their fate.
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Cocytus had prepared a map of the village they stood before, which had been prepared by the shadow demons beforehand. It was largely unremarkable, but being a ragtag mercenary group this could easily be all of their mustered forces. The shadow demons hadn't been scouting for long but they would more than likely bring forth confirmation to this point. Cocytus would not be swayed by this, already tempered by previous expectations.
"Shalltear. May. I. Leave. Mopping. Up. Escaping. Troops. Or. Those. Running. Away. To. You?"
With a dainty curtsy, Shalltear silently left with an expression of relish. Now, what to do about showing the true wrath towards someone who wasted the precious Supreme Ones' infinite mercy of a quick death?
"Do. We. Have. The. Troops. Ready?"
"Yes, Cocytus. I have a suggestion to showing off our Supreme Ones' beauty in rule." Demiurge responded with a slowly growing grin.
Then. I. Shall. Leave. That. To. You."
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Pelgraya-Nurm was the first to hear it. A slow repeating stomp followed by a short break and then repeating. It quickly grew and inversely morale quickly shriveled.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
This continued for a short while, as the undead which comprised the enemy forces- stomped in time, a truly jaw-dropping event. Undead could be coordinated so? In this number? Pelgraya-Nurm was growing uneasy, her surrounding contingent had long passed this.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
The undead knelt and bowed, all centered on the tent in the distance. A chill was growing like a pillar of ice in the human army. No longer centered around Pelgraya-Nurm, but on this unknown force which had appeared.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
The army split neatly in two as the undead smoothly, rised, slid away from the center, and resumed kneeling. A golden embroidered flag, with a black seal upon the purple midnight fabric. It slowly approached the middle grounds between the two armies and assumed a straight backed stance.
STOMP STOMP STOMP. Silence.
It began hoisting the flag straight up on every stomp, down in between. With a voice unnaturally loud for a sinle creature to have- and to be heard over such a distance. A voice which while holding a degree of self-importance rasped with the clear hatred for the living. It interrupted between the stomps.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
This continued until they saw creatures slowly walk from both sides of the army, chilling them to the bone even more somehow. Towering, black, and wielding swords in twisting patterns with paired great shields. Adorned with red veins which pulsated and seemed to draw the viewer into their grisly visage, a face which begged for them to approach and be rent. Death Knights.
These creatures lumbered in a roundabout number as the contingent shuddered in fear, no doubt a rout was being concocted simultaneously by these non-connected creatures. As the realization dawned on them for what was happening- they were being boxed in. Those horrid creatures had spaced themselves enough to easily be able to catch them if any tried to run.
It was a do-or-die situation. And if they got resurrected it might just be a die-or-die situation. Suddenly, gripping her superiority and strength- Pelgraya-Nurm commanded these rowdy people together.
"We have no chance of running, this is truly ride or die! Keep them at bay and I'll blast them to death!" she smirked despite her creeping fear.
The soldiers prepared themselves, maybe some of them would make it out alive if they fought to either their teeth or nails.
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Shalltear skipped along the streets, a strong undead following in tow. It was called a Living Hunter, an undead of the 50s level. It hungered for the living as its' name foretold, it however was adequately skilled for this task. It grew stronger in proportion to the living around it, which increased the radius of those included which could swell to absurd ranges depending on deployment. As well as that, it grew faster movement speed and attack speed the longer it chased an individual living creature. It towered over its surroundings and it could be slowed by those running into or hiding in buildings. This was also tempered by the fact it was sometimes unable to control itself from brutally devouring victims alive in brutal and sadistic fashions. While it could be a dangerous foe for attackers, it could easily be countered by simply sending in weak merc. NPCs to distract it or, even simpler just having a tank which had any taunt skill to constantly reset their passive.
Shalltear had been dragging along several human corpses in one hand while her umbrella was twirled in the other, snacks- not for her of course. They had easily accomplished their task, Living Hunter chasing stragglers and scaring people while Shalltear threw rocks to smash them into pieces. While its disgusting nature could never be mistaken for cute, the growl it made was of pleading. Shalltear stopped in place, sighed in an exaggerated manner, and spun with a childish waggle of her finger said-
"I GUESS you receive a treat for your good work.."
-she smiled and tossed corpses up to the Undead Hunter not unlike how one would toss treats to their pet dog. It snapped them up and smashed them like balloons between its teeth, chewing them up as if relishing a delicious piece of bubblegum.
"Gruuuu..!" it rumbled, shaking the surroundings.
"Okay, you continue with the pincer attack while I watch over this city, arinsu~."
It lumbered off as Shalltear sauntered up a walls buttressed stairs, before shortly perching herself to watch the ensuing battle, kicking her feet, and cutely twirling her umbrella.
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STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
STOMP "Ainz!" STOMP "Ooal!" STOMP "Gown!". Silence.
Suddenly, it stopped. Jolting the mercenaries to attention. The undead chanter turned itself to the side and took steps back. A towering creature stepped forth from the tent and walked down the alley towards them.
As a slow frost gently billowed forth from the enemy side, the soldiers teeth began clacking. Pelgraya-Nurm, being cold-blooded, especially. The creature walked forth, eyes glinting in the dwindling sunlight and planted itself where the chanter had been. It slammed its weapons- a giant curved sword with a long hilt, a halberd, and an oddly small thin blade. The halberd and large sword had their hilts planted in the crackling, dry earth.
Silence. No one dared breath. The battlefield had shrunk and the contingent realized this. They were audibly shaking now, armor clinking over armor. Pelgraya-Nurm moved to say something was cut off by a shriek from behind them. A shriek which sounded like souls whining to be realsed from eternal torment.
Rubble came crashing down around them, slushing some of them and maiming others. Pelgraya-Nurm was struck by a huge chunk of wall directly in the face as she looked up, knocking her out cold. She was unable to witness the creature which had crumbled the walls from behind like a child might crush a graham cracker in their hands. It lurched over, so close it could look some of them face to face. It rasped a disgusting swathe of undead stench over them and seemingly chuckled. It- counter to its' size, grasped several soldiers with its armored mitts and tossed them into the air. The resulting crunch of the bone heralded the beginning to the skirmish.
As the undead began marching towards them, their attention was diverted between the encroaching mass of dead and the fact this creature summarily had grasped Pelgraya-Nurm and slowly dragged her with them. Their trump card removed, they were finished in barely ten minutes.
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Pelgraya-Nurm awoke slowly, her vision blurry and ear-holes ringing.
"????? ??????? ?? ??? ????..." something murmured. She did not know or care whether this was directed at her, and she was focused on simply getting up and wreaking havoc among these filthy peasants. She toppled over, due to her weight and a force pushing her down.
"??! ??? ????? ? ??? ?????? ??? ? wonder ?? sama ??? ???????? ?? ?????" failed to breach her head and report anything communicable to her brain. She was slowly coming to and realized she was surrounded.
A silver haired thing, a creature in orange vestment, and the tall white thing from before.
"Waking ??? ?? ???? ?. Good. ??? ?? ?? begin."
The silver-hair and white- thing stood with smug(?) looks (she had never cared to learn human expressions) as the orange-suit walked forward.
"How would you ???? do this?" the orange-ones' movement was making her dizzy again, however she had the upper hand- quickly she cast a [Silent Magic: Ultra Fireball] in a deft motion. Before that she was struck across the head which sent her reeling and slightly rolling. The fuzziness returned-
"No." orange-suit said, muffled by her newly made brain fog.
"A bit gentler ???? ?????? Ainz-sama ???? ???? this one ??? all." the silver-hair piped up
"Indeed. It. Will ????. ?. ??????. Prize. For. ???. Ainz. Sama. ????. It. Would. Seem. ???. ?. ??????. Bauble." white-thing responded.
Her vision returning, she weakly lifted her head and was promptly struck again- she had been bitch-slapped. It wasn't as forceful as before, which allowed her to go all out and cast [Maximize Magic: Ultra Fireball], [Maximize Magic: Magic Arrow], and [Maximi-
She was bitch slapped once.
She was bitch slapped twice.
She was bitch slapped a third time.
Her head was whipped around comically with the applied beatings.
"????. ??. ????. ???. Awaits." the white-thing stated
"??????." the silver-hair responded
"??. ??? ????? ????." the orange-suit concurred.
Pelgraya-Nurm was gripped by her throat as she was recovering from this. The orange-thing gripped her throat with a single thing, threatening to crush her windpipe. Slowly she started being dragged along behind them, at a brisk pace. The cobblestone of the city around her and the subsequent rocky ground, for the first time hurt as she was roughly dragged along it.
She struggled, and was thrown onto the ground and bitch-slapped again, gripped by the throat, and dragged along again. This continued two more times, but Pelgraya-Nurm was exhausted, not only from her large size' energy need, the beatings, and an unknown exposure to the sunlight. She felt weak and the fight left her. She was dragged along the long, slow, path towards that tent.
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They finally arrived in front of the tent and she was again slammed into the ground, this time in a much harder throw. The wind and tears were knocked from her, the ground cracking underneath this crushing blow. The white-thing, silver-hair, and orange-suit all prostrated themselves towards the tent. An encroaching fear was growing over Pelgraya-Nurm and she bowed her head to the ground (again, partly from exhaustion and the beatings).
"Ainz-sama! We have brought this disgusting specimen before you as you have asked!" the three spoke in unison. Pelgraya-Nurm understood. Ainz Ooal Gown was not a country or a simple fief but someone these things bowed before.
As the aforementioned one fluttered the tent flap open, a finely decorated skeleton thing- followed by a demi-angel(?). Fear pierced her through like a harpoon, and felt as if it was being pulled through her guts. She openly shook and hoped maybe since they had brought her forth, they might allow her to at least live. Undead were known to hate the living, but maybe since this one surrounded itself by the living it would be merciful.
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Ainz flapped open the tent, and was greeted with Demiurge, Shalltear, and Cocytus. He received their gift of this prisoner-of-war, and consequently praised their efforts. This praise made them seemingly shiver with delight. But to Pelgraya-Nurm, it was unnoticed- she was too focused on this one called "Ainz."
"A-Ainz-sama?" She spat up as she pressed her head into the head indent she had made earlier. "I-"
Ainz sliced his hand horizontally as if to cut her in twain.
"Silence." it commanded.
She began tearing up, how could fate deny her strength. She had made herself a slowly growing land, full with servants, and glory to her. Why had this thing come here? Why her?
"To viciously murder ones followers, loyal beings- is a sin I cannot abide. To do so, is to be scum of the worst kind. I do not normally do this, but I shall relish this. Cocytus lift her."
Before she could run, white-thing grabbed her by the forehead and lifted her straight up. This painful grip denied her any chance to pull free, her large body squirming halfways upon the ground. Her arms pulled and scraped the ground and attempted to pull herself free by pushing against Cocytus. She was like a child being lifted by the leg, helpless against her coming doom.
Ainz flicked his wrist and a magic circle appeared before his bony hand. With that he made a faux-gripping motion and she could no longer move her body and some of her arms. It felt like she was truly being gripped within his grasp. Her arms now flailed uselessly and she screamed and cried as she too flailed. Her last thought was that she had never found a mate, maybe a human HAD been her only chance.
With that flick of the wrist, she was summarily twisted around, multiple times, in a quick clockwise turn. Cocytus' grip being the axis of this sickly pirouette, evoking the look of a ballroom dance. Cocytus subsequently dropped the head.
"Send it to be picked clean, and Living Hunter to patrol."
Much later, after confirming everything was razed and destroyed- the Living Hunter gleefully engorged itself among the feast of the battlefield.
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Pestonya completed her tasks; per the norms- as Head Maid she had more tasks to do than the maids under her but not as many as, say, the Pleiades. Basic tasks and management work she could handle but something had caused her normal confidence to wilt.
Maids, and even some of the other Area Guardians would normally flit back and forth like a well oiled machine- today was no different...
however-
almost everyone who passed her would for a split second lock eyes with her, and she knew exactly why. She had disgraced herself and had actively gone against the wishes of the Supreme One, Ainz Ooal Gown. This was tantamount to blasphemy. While Ainz had considered her request and complied, she felt shame and the bitter taste in her mouth; jealousy.
Jealousy towards her co-conspirator Nigredo. They had both pleaded with Ainz to spare some humans from the utterly brutal beheading of the kingdom they were currently facing. She did not have to leave her home as she had been punished and placed within the Frozen Prison, which was already her home. She did not have to bear the continuous weight of others silent judgement. She did not have to silently endure the newborn hesitation of other Nazarick denizens to follow her commands. Pestonya bore it, if it was what the master wanted, it was what the master would receive.
Ainz had listened, complied, released, and forgave both of them- each of those displayed alone would have been a blessing. Altogether, it was practically disrespectful to have received each bestowal of his compassion and mercy. It had produced many mixed feelings within her, gratitude and shame.. Despite her willingness to work tirelessly and endlessly to erase this debt, Ainz-sama had said she still deserved a break and had told her to collect her thoughts during it.
She had spent those days and nights wringing her hands and though her body did not have the ability to cry, she had done so without the tears. The dark fog of feelings had loomed over her and kept her lost within.
She once more braced herself and returned to the grace one of Nazaricks maids was expected to have. She knocked on the (comparative to the others) plain wood door. This wasn't to say it didn't belong- the fine engravings upon it swirled into each other, leading the eye on a slow tour of tastefulness. But when compared to some of the other enchanting decorations on the 9th floor, it was... unique. Within, a voice beckoned her in.
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As she entered, she recalled something she had witnessed once, long ago.
"You aren't HIDING anything are you?!" a gruff, booming voice proclaimed "You wouldn't want to get in trouble with the other would you?"
A tall armored man was ranting and raving, gesturing wildly, and... making odd poses. The man was one of the 41, Touch Me-sama. Anyone could tell he was 200% not serious, and was joking glibly with another. Her creator, Ankoro Mochi Mochi-sama.
In comparison, the normally soft voice was practically screeching and she was likewise smacking at Touch Me continuously. Touch Me had puffed out his chest and was laughing haughtily-
"HO HO HO!" he bellowed, as each smack of Ankoro's hands displayed a gentle "0 dmg" marker.
In a more subdued voice, he mumbled something to her with his hands on his hips, something which caused Ankoro to renew her vigorous assault and somehow, in an even higher pitch-
"NO! I AM NOT A FURRY! SHUT UPPPPP!"
"Then why are both your NPCs animal people..? Hmmm..." Touch Me mocked a pose which would normally invite deep introspection. They had continued with these jabs as they traded items which they thought were interesting, or the other might like, simple presents between them- a soft, gentle feeling of mutual respect and closeness.
Pestonya, lost in thought, had no clue what a "Furry" was.. Along with her natural kindness, gentle tone, and sympathy towards the otherwise despised humans she had taken this to mean "Fury." Ankoro Mochi Mochi-sama had intended for her to be compassionate to those around her, and she had gladly done so. But she had no right to assume what her creator had meant..
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Pestonya snapped out of her daydream and entered the office of Sebas-sama, the walls were bare, and the room, likewise, had a desk covered in neatly stacked papers which Sebas sat behind. Sebas had the glint of gentleness in his eyes and none of the derision the others sometimes let slip.
Not only had they talked over the memories of their creators fondly with each other, they were close colleagues as well, both heading management positions..
-they had also bitterly talked about how they had felt they betrayed Ainz-samas' kindness and gone against his word. At first, this had led to awkward silence and uneasy shame but they both bonded over willingness to pay back Ainz-samas mercy 10-fold.
"Pestonya-sama, welcome."
They both traded the customary bows and sat down opposite each other.
"Sebas-sama.. ah.." she could barely get the words out and she trembled slightly trying to.
Sebas simply waited patiently and his firm gaze braced her to answer for what she wished to request.
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Eclair Ecleir Eicler walked proudly, he had finished another piece in the grand battle to take over the throne of Nazarick.
He laughed haughtily, and loudly proclaimed his mission statement "I Ecl-"
Before he could even get his name out, he was shoved violently down the stairs and tumbled down the grand staircase.
After the dizziness wore off, he looked up at his assaulter..
A freezing cold stare met him, backlit by a chandelier and slightly heaving shoulders stood the Floor Guardian Mare. His normal shy flower-like disposition was more akin to a fist that had crushed a bouquet of flowers. Maybe those flowers were lilies intended to be placed on his coffin.
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Fluder Paradyne traced the usual path he made when he was ruminating. As his master and teacher had surmised, Jircniv had him cut off from tactical speeches and high-end gatherings. Either way, it did not matter to him as he could dedicate more time to studying the tome he had been graciously given- and Jircniv had stopped giving commands to even his knights since they had been vassalized.
The floorboards creaked and groaned from his pacing, and indeed, one could faintly make out wear and tear that made a path back and forth that he trailed. This entire floor was his to do as he pleased, he had restored a shaky position with his disciples, and even then, they rarely saw him anyways.
On this floor there were two guards, and a third "guard." While his master had said that the Shadow Demon was there to deliver and inspect the average goings on Fluder did. A bitter pang in his heart stabbed at his feelings. He had betrayed Jircniv for his new master, and it was rather obvious his Master had him monitored for betrayal- but compassionately let him keep his pride by stating it was there in case he quickly needed assistance or to contact him.
He wouldn't dare simply send his master a [Message] whenever he wanted to, and he had been rather busy lately anyways. His rumination led to deep introspection over the tome he held in reverence, his new tasks, and more. He shook his head to clear his thoughts and was chastising himself lightly, as he felt like a young boy again. Every time he dipped out of sight of the two guards, despite his ruminations- he would absent-mindedly add flourish to his pacing. A little spin here, a little hop there, and so on. This was undoubtedly unbecoming for the "pinnacle" among his magic using peers; however, he was no longer the wise teacher but the learning student.
He remembered the meetings with his teacher, Ainz-sama, and they could be counted on one hand. However he did not say anything on the matter as they had been massive moments each time. He was also taught just how minuscule he was and that he had a long ways to go. He had occasional visits with several casters from Ainz-samas Great Underground Nazarick. He had the lady known as Narberal, and the shrinking violet Mare-sama, to explain deeper meaning in magic. Both were the quiet type, so he could easily ask questions rapid-fire.
"Ahhhh.." he mumbled over and over. He had to ask every possible question regarding in specific detail or they would silently sit there. The meetings were short and when over they would quickly leave through a [Gate] .
Again "Ahhhh.." he heard about some of the resources in Nazarick which piqued his interest in what sorceries he might yet hold in his hand. If he provided good results maybe he could someday be allowed admittance..
A sound notified him of a [Gate] spell entering, he had been scheduled one such visit, and thus ready to greet him and vice versa.
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Pestonya walked the same path she had done a week before, and knocked on the door to Sebas-samas' office. However, when it was heard one of the maids announced her visitation. Unease. Incredible unease. She entered and practically imploded seeing Ainz-sama seated on what was usually Sebas-samas' chair. She knew what was coming and her subsequent execution was writ in stone. It was obvious Sebas-sama would talk about this to Ainz-sama, but she still felt slightly betrayed.
"I have finally disrespected Ains-sama enough so to be unforgivable" she thought. She bowed to Ainz-sama and with her heart in her stomach she waited for her punishment.
Ainz asked her to stand up straight, and waited for an explanation of her previous actions.
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Cont. in comment!
2023.05.28 07:39 nana_had_a_fall Ashley taking covid into an infusion ward: a retrospective.
Ive recently read some comments on a post from the Ashley_carnduff parody tiktok by an Ash enthusiast who writes:
“This is horrible. Why would you take time out of your life to actively bully someone else? Someone you don’t even know…smh”
When her taking covid to an infusion ward was brought up many times this Ash apologist response was:
“As for the covid thing, I’m pretty sure she didn’t know she tested positive until after. Ashley quarantined better than any other person I know”
“I’m pretty sure she didn’t know” - pretty sure isn’t good enough, especially in light of the fact that WE have EVIDENCE that she DID know. The absolute champion who screen-shotted Ashley’s post about feeling symptomatic before it was deleted will forever be a hero IMO. But let us never forget how hideous and unforgivable this action of hers was. Let’s take a moment to really fathom how fucking garbage Ashley is for doing this.
Ashley’s mother tests positive for covid. She makes a post about the “thing we’ve been fearing has finally come into our house”. She then quarantines at the neighbours place who are away, to eat pizza in a spa while wearing sunglasses and sticking her tongue out. Rock n roll. She then posts about feeling symptoms. She then deletes that post. She then goes to her infusion. She then tests positive for covid the next day and alongside a picture of her positive test she writes: “before you come at me with your bullshit narrative…. I did everything RIGHT!” She tells us that the nurses were aware of her situation, that she tested negative and was given the go ahead for her infusion, she was only seen in a private room by two nurses and all while wearing protective gear.
Sure, Ash. Fact remains that the two major things that health care providers needed to assist them in assessing covid safety protocols was and always was 1) covid test and 2)are you feeling any symptoms?
Why did you delete your post about being symptomatic?
Let’s just think for a second JUST how despicable Ashley’s actions were in deleting that post. How manipulative and premeditated it all was. She wanted sympathy for being exposed to covid cause she’s so VuNeRaBLe, but then she also remembered her precious IV pics for the gram were far too important to jeopardise, so she deleted the post and any evidence that she suspected she had covid… take a minute also to remember how full on ash was about demanding space because she has auto immune issues, you know, like cancer patients have. Through covid and beyond she demanded people wear masks and social distance. Was actually being an advocate by focusing attention on the need to protect the vulnerable.
“Ashley quarantined better than any other person I know”
Yes, Ashley quarantined to protect herself. And the ONE moment it counted for her to quarantine to protect others she erased evidence of her symptoms because she wouldn’t sacrifice her IV pics under any circumstances. The ONE moment she should have “stayed the fuck home” was the one time she didn’t. There is absolutely ZERO chance the medical staff would have permitted her in if she had told them she was symptomatic. False negatives were common knowledge which is why asking about symptoms were always so vital. Again, why delete the symptomatic post?
This isn’t just mind blowing selfish recklessness… it’s arguably, criminal.
And to this Ash apologist, who is “pretty sure” Ash didn’t know she had covid when she sauntered into a building accomodating cancer patients- does it change your view of her when we confront you with the evidence that she did in fact know?
I write this post mostly for any newcomers or fence sitters or indeed any Ash apologists who think pushback against her and what she stands for is somehow “bullying”
This person, who garnered sympathy as a health compromised person, who tried to market herself as an advocate for the vulnerable, who lectured the public about covid safety,- knowingly took covid into a medical centre because she valued vanity shots of her Hydration fluids above the life and risk to literal cancer patients.
You’re “pretty sure” she didn’t know. Well I’m “absolutely certain” she did and also quite certain that Ashley is a lying, manipulative, deceitful POS who risked peoples health a safety IRL for the sole purpose of a fucking Instagram post.
This wasn’t some innocent ignorance that in hindsight was a bad decision. This was a wilful and conscious act. Hiding and destroying evidence prior to committing a reckless act is proof of premeditation and I’m not “pretty sure” about this, either.
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“This is horrible. Why would you take time out of your life to actively bully someone else? Someone you don’t even know…smh”
When her taking covid to an infusion ward was brought up many times this Ash apologist response was:
“As for the covid thing, I’m pretty sure she didn’t know she tested positive until after. Ashley quarantined better than any other person I know”
“I’m pretty sure she didn’t know” - pretty sure isn’t good enough, especially in light of the fact that WE have EVIDENCE that she DID know. The absolute champion who screen-shotted Ashley’s post about feeling symptomatic before it was deleted will forever be a hero IMO. But let us never forget how hideous and unforgivable this action of hers was. Let’s take a moment to really fathom how fucking garbage Ashley is for doing this.
Ashley’s mother tests positive for covid. She makes a post about the “thing we’ve been fearing has finally come into our house”. She then quarantines at the neighbours place who are away, to eat pizza in a spa while wearing sunglasses and sticking her tongue out. Rock n roll. She then posts about feeling symptoms. She then deletes that post. She then goes to her infusion. She then tests positive for covid the next day and alongside a picture of her positive test she writes: “before you come at me with your bullshit narrative…. I did everything RIGHT!” She tells us that the nurses were aware of her situation, that she tested negative and was given the go ahead for her infusion, she was only seen in a private room by two nurses and all while wearing protective gear.
Sure, Ash. Fact remains that the two major things that health care providers needed to assist them in assessing covid safety protocols was and always was 1) covid test and 2)are you feeling any symptoms?
Why did you delete your post about being symptomatic?
Let’s just think for a second JUST how despicable Ashley’s actions were in deleting that post. How manipulative and premeditated it all was. She wanted sympathy for being exposed to covid cause she’s so VuNeRaBLe, but then she also remembered her precious IV pics for the gram were far too important to jeopardise, so she deleted the post and any evidence that she suspected she had covid… take a minute also to remember how full on ash was about demanding space because she has auto immune issues, you know, like cancer patients have. Through covid and beyond she demanded people wear masks and social distance. Was actually being an advocate by focusing attention on the need to protect the vulnerable.
“Ashley quarantined better than any other person I know”
Yes, Ashley quarantined to protect herself. And the ONE moment it counted for her to quarantine to protect others she erased evidence of her symptoms because she wouldn’t sacrifice her IV pics under any circumstances. The ONE moment she should have “stayed the fuck home” was the one time she didn’t. There is absolutely ZERO chance the medical staff would have permitted her in if she had told them she was symptomatic. False negatives were common knowledge which is why asking about symptoms were always so vital. Again, why delete the symptomatic post?
This isn’t just mind blowing selfish recklessness… it’s arguably, criminal.
And to this Ash apologist, who is “pretty sure” Ash didn’t know she had covid when she sauntered into a building accomodating cancer patients- does it change your view of her when we confront you with the evidence that she did in fact know?
I write this post mostly for any newcomers or fence sitters or indeed any Ash apologists who think pushback against her and what she stands for is somehow “bullying”
This person, who garnered sympathy as a health compromised person, who tried to market herself as an advocate for the vulnerable, who lectured the public about covid safety,- knowingly took covid into a medical centre because she valued vanity shots of her Hydration fluids above the life and risk to literal cancer patients.
You’re “pretty sure” she didn’t know. Well I’m “absolutely certain” she did and also quite certain that Ashley is a lying, manipulative, deceitful POS who risked peoples health a safety IRL for the sole purpose of a fucking Instagram post.
This wasn’t some innocent ignorance that in hindsight was a bad decision. This was a wilful and conscious act. Hiding and destroying evidence prior to committing a reckless act is proof of premeditation and I’m not “pretty sure” about this, either.
2023.05.28 07:39 InspiringSFAdmin Which to get 2023 integra A spec Tech or TLX base trim?
please bear with me as I try to explain, so give you a better understanding of my question at the end.
I been looking for a car for a while. Something mid luxurious and within my budget. I moved and sold car and decided my next new car should be an SUV. I have also owned sedans and wanted to switch to SUV. Bigger, mover truck space and other things.
After tones of research, I ended up on Volkswagen SEL R Line. Everything else is too much money. Anyway, I quickly found out it is almost impossible to find a dealership that Carrie’s that model, let alone the interior color I wanted. I Put a deposit Down but it’s been like 2 months and they say the order is still showing up as in queue.
So I started looking into Acura. I really liked the MDX A-Spec tech but it’s too much money. I also like that TLX A-spec tech ( I know it’s not an suv but I have to open my options at this point) but it’s too much money too.
I ended up at the Integra A-spec tech. Great car, love it for many of the same reasons other ppl love it too but there is something about the inside of it that just makes it feel a little small and am not sure why. I fit in it ok but I just don’t know what it is.
I tested drive it and all. after a lot of back and forth with the dealership gave me a good deal on the Integra about 1500 off when all was set and done.
Now, they also give me the same off on the TLX but on the base trim. The TLX looks nice too and feels little bigger inside. It’s not as fully loaded as the Integra but I thought after like 2 yrs or so if I got it I could trade it for something better maybe get an SUV I wanted.
My question is would it be better to take the 2023 Integra A-spec tech or the TLX base trim which is more money than the integra value could be more if kept in good condition. I most likely will be trading whatever car I got for something better.
Thank you all in advance.
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I been looking for a car for a while. Something mid luxurious and within my budget. I moved and sold car and decided my next new car should be an SUV. I have also owned sedans and wanted to switch to SUV. Bigger, mover truck space and other things.
After tones of research, I ended up on Volkswagen SEL R Line. Everything else is too much money. Anyway, I quickly found out it is almost impossible to find a dealership that Carrie’s that model, let alone the interior color I wanted. I Put a deposit Down but it’s been like 2 months and they say the order is still showing up as in queue.
So I started looking into Acura. I really liked the MDX A-Spec tech but it’s too much money. I also like that TLX A-spec tech ( I know it’s not an suv but I have to open my options at this point) but it’s too much money too.
I ended up at the Integra A-spec tech. Great car, love it for many of the same reasons other ppl love it too but there is something about the inside of it that just makes it feel a little small and am not sure why. I fit in it ok but I just don’t know what it is.
I tested drive it and all. after a lot of back and forth with the dealership gave me a good deal on the Integra about 1500 off when all was set and done.
Now, they also give me the same off on the TLX but on the base trim. The TLX looks nice too and feels little bigger inside. It’s not as fully loaded as the Integra but I thought after like 2 yrs or so if I got it I could trade it for something better maybe get an SUV I wanted.
My question is would it be better to take the 2023 Integra A-spec tech or the TLX base trim which is more money than the integra value could be more if kept in good condition. I most likely will be trading whatever car I got for something better.
Thank you all in advance.
2023.05.28 07:38 osssssssx Dual boot with company and personal data on the same laptop?
Have a few weeks of international travel coming up soon, and trying to see if there is a good way for me to just bring one laptop but isolate the company stuff and my personal stuff via dual boot.
We have a company issued Lenovo laptop, fully managed by Microsoft Intune. I also have a personal Dell laptop, I can add that to my authorized device and access company resources.
Brought two laptops last time I traveled and it was a PITA, hence wanting to bring only 1 laptop this time around, but want to make sure I isolate the company stuff and personal stuff completely.
Thinking about the following options:
1. Bring company Lenovo, install a copy of Windows into a portable SSD, and boot from the portable SSD when I need to use it for personal.
Pro is I can disconnect the SSD physically when I don't need my personal stuff to isolate it.
Concern is if the company will be able to scan my personal data without me booting into the company copy of Windows(such as BIOS backdoor), and if it allow me to boot from portable SSD (this one I can test out).
2. Bring my Dell laptop, install a copy of Windows into portable SSD and add it to authorized device to access company resources.
Pro is I think the company control for personal device is less than corporate issued device, or at least they claim it to be.
Concern is my personal data will be in the internal SSD and they may scan it if I boot from portable SSD and not remove the internal SSD.
3. Bring my Dell laptop, install the company managed OS into internal drive, and install my personal OS into portable SSD.
Probably the safer way, but more work and more PITA.
Wonder what you think would be the best option in terms of data isolation from company IT admin perspective, appreciate any input you may have
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We have a company issued Lenovo laptop, fully managed by Microsoft Intune. I also have a personal Dell laptop, I can add that to my authorized device and access company resources.
Brought two laptops last time I traveled and it was a PITA, hence wanting to bring only 1 laptop this time around, but want to make sure I isolate the company stuff and personal stuff completely.
Thinking about the following options:
1. Bring company Lenovo, install a copy of Windows into a portable SSD, and boot from the portable SSD when I need to use it for personal.
Pro is I can disconnect the SSD physically when I don't need my personal stuff to isolate it.
Concern is if the company will be able to scan my personal data without me booting into the company copy of Windows(such as BIOS backdoor), and if it allow me to boot from portable SSD (this one I can test out).
2. Bring my Dell laptop, install a copy of Windows into portable SSD and add it to authorized device to access company resources.
Pro is I think the company control for personal device is less than corporate issued device, or at least they claim it to be.
Concern is my personal data will be in the internal SSD and they may scan it if I boot from portable SSD and not remove the internal SSD.
3. Bring my Dell laptop, install the company managed OS into internal drive, and install my personal OS into portable SSD.
Probably the safer way, but more work and more PITA.
Wonder what you think would be the best option in terms of data isolation from company IT admin perspective, appreciate any input you may have
2023.05.28 07:37 thegiddyginger Test on June 12th and took my first practice today NBME 30 (63%). Looking for advice?
I got to a DO school with very limited help with Step 1 prep and would love some advice!
We had a mandatory full length COMBANK test on 4/28 69%. then a half length COMSAE on 5/16 544 (somewhere I read that translates to a step 1 of 230 something but tbh I dont buy that). Both of these made me feel very good about my chances of passing comlex but I've still been worried about Step 1.
Anyways... I've been doing Uworld questions since around March so my overall correct is kinda low (58% w/ 80% completed) but the past 2 weeks my average has been closer to a 66-67%. I was doing some reddit research and stubmled upon NMBEs (thanks school for not telling me about these) and thought I should do one. So I did my first NMBE (30) today and got a 63% which I think is an 89% chance of passing w/i one week. That isn't bad by any means... but I would like to get up to at least a 65% or even 70% before I test.
So far I've been doing Anki (about 500 daily) and Uworld (making cards for missed Qs). Not much else... but I bought NBME 31 and plan to do the Free 120. Aside from that, does anyone have advice for the next few weeks?
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We had a mandatory full length COMBANK test on 4/28 69%. then a half length COMSAE on 5/16 544 (somewhere I read that translates to a step 1 of 230 something but tbh I dont buy that). Both of these made me feel very good about my chances of passing comlex but I've still been worried about Step 1.
Anyways... I've been doing Uworld questions since around March so my overall correct is kinda low (58% w/ 80% completed) but the past 2 weeks my average has been closer to a 66-67%. I was doing some reddit research and stubmled upon NMBEs (thanks school for not telling me about these) and thought I should do one. So I did my first NMBE (30) today and got a 63% which I think is an 89% chance of passing w/i one week. That isn't bad by any means... but I would like to get up to at least a 65% or even 70% before I test.
So far I've been doing Anki (about 500 daily) and Uworld (making cards for missed Qs). Not much else... but I bought NBME 31 and plan to do the Free 120. Aside from that, does anyone have advice for the next few weeks?
2023.05.28 07:36 Ok_Spread4477 [Bulk] Krytox 205g0, XHT-BDZ, Lubed TX Stabs, Owlab London Fog, Neon, Banana Split, TTC Holy Panda v2, Zaku Linear, Epsilon, Gateron Ink Black v2, Box Black, Gateron CJ, Dark Amber T1, Milky Yellow, NK Cream, Cherry MX Black, Durock Koala, Piano, L5, Linear , Panghu Giant V5, Mauve, Lilac, Shogoki
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Hi, this is Kevin from Kevin W Studio Lube Service. I started my lube and film services in the second half of 2021 as a relatively small operation but have invested heavily in it after receiving so much positive feedback from the mechmarket community members. Thank you very much to everyone who has purchased from me; I am very grateful for your trust!
In addition to lubes, films, brushes, etc., I have invested in an ultrasonic cleaner for deep cleaning switches that come from the factory pre-lubed. The end result is a much more consistent sound and press feel. I carry a large variety of lubed and filmed switches in stock; please check out the descriptions for each switch to see what lube+film was used and whether or not the ultrasonic cleaner was used.
All orders will be shipped in ziplock bags inside a box. SHIPPING IS CONUS ONLY. I am unfortunately not set up to fulfil international orders yet; apologies for the inconvenience.
Switches, Lubes and tools
I have received questions regarding my experience, so I would like to share that and a few of my philosophies when it comes to lubing and filming switches:
I have lubed and filmed over 40,000 switches for other people since the middle of 2021.
** Please PM me with the quantity of switches and your PayPal email, and I will send the invoice.
** The price list below includes PayPal fees and shipping unless described in price column.
Lubricants
Finally got time to distribute lubricants into glass jar, sorry there is no small jars, but the price are roughly at wholesale price + materials/shipping I paid, should be cheaper than any other stores you can find online.
Linear switch
Tactile Switch
Stabilizers
Local pick up available, zip code: 95035.
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Hi, this is Kevin from Kevin W Studio Lube Service. I started my lube and film services in the second half of 2021 as a relatively small operation but have invested heavily in it after receiving so much positive feedback from the mechmarket community members. Thank you very much to everyone who has purchased from me; I am very grateful for your trust!
In addition to lubes, films, brushes, etc., I have invested in an ultrasonic cleaner for deep cleaning switches that come from the factory pre-lubed. The end result is a much more consistent sound and press feel. I carry a large variety of lubed and filmed switches in stock; please check out the descriptions for each switch to see what lube+film was used and whether or not the ultrasonic cleaner was used.
All orders will be shipped in ziplock bags inside a box. SHIPPING IS CONUS ONLY. I am unfortunately not set up to fulfil international orders yet; apologies for the inconvenience.
Switches, Lubes and tools
I have received questions regarding my experience, so I would like to share that and a few of my philosophies when it comes to lubing and filming switches:
I have lubed and filmed over 40,000 switches for other people since the middle of 2021.
- There is no single lube method that works perfectly for all switches because many switches have minute differences, and they all have their own sound signatures and press feels.
- Preserving the switch's sound signature and press feel should be a high priority. 205g0 is great for linear switches, but it is very easy to overlube with it, which produces a homogenous sound signature and press feel, making linear switches sound and feel similar, e.g., Lavenders/Banana Splits/etc.
- Deep cleaning is necessary to produce a consistent sound and press feel for some switches because factory pre-lube can be inconsistently applied.
- No single film works for every switch because housing tightness varies greatly. When I receive a new switch that I have no experience with, I test every combination of lube and film I can to find what works best for that particular switch.
- Film is not always a good thing; if the top housing is pretty tight, it can turn the linear switch to tactile or tactile to linear, significantly impacting the feel, so I only film the switches when necessary.
- Why mix 205g0 and 105 for linear switches? In order to eliminate switch noise and preserve the switch's original sound signature and press feel, I found this mixture to be optimal after extensive testing.
** Please PM me with the quantity of switches and your PayPal email, and I will send the invoice.
** The price list below includes PayPal fees and shipping unless described in price column.
Lubricants
Finally got time to distribute lubricants into glass jar, sorry there is no small jars, but the price are roughly at wholesale price + materials/shipping I paid, should be cheaper than any other stores you can find online.
| Lube | Description | Quantity | Price |
|---|---|---|---|
| Krytox 205g0 | 50g per jar, roughly 25~30ml, for switches | 15 -> 8 | $45 + shipping, shipping waived with lubed switch purchase |
| Krytox XHT-BDZ | 20g per jar, for stabilizer wire | 20 -> 17 | $50 + shipping, shipping waived with lubed switch purchase |
| Krytox XHT-BDZ | 50g per jar, for stabilizer wire | 7 -> 5 | $100 + shipping, shipping waived with lubed switch purchase |
| Switch | Description | Quantity (Pack) | Price (90 switches per pack if not specified otherwise) |
|---|---|---|---|
| Lubed Banaba Split switches | Ultrasonic cleaned on top house and stem, air dry for 48 hours, Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. No film is required. | 90 * 3 | $120 per pack shipped |
| Lubed Owlab London Fog Linear | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring, housing is pretty tight, no film is required. | 90 * 1 | $115 per pack shipped |
| Lubed Owlab Neon Linear | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring, housing is pretty tight, no film is required. | 90 * 3 -> 2 | $115 per pack shipped |
| Lubed Zaku Linear | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring, housing is pretty tight, no film is required. | 90 * 13 | $115 per pack shipped |
| Lubed Vertex v1 Linear | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring, housing is pretty tight, no film is required. | 90 * 1 | $100 per pack shipped |
| Lubed Prevail Epsilon | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring, housing is pretty tight, no film is required. | 90 * 17 | $115 per pack shipped |
| Lubed Durock POM Piano Linear | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring, housing is pretty tight, no film is required. | 90 * 22 -> 18 | $115 per pack shipped |
| L + F Gateron Ink Black V2 | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. Filmed with 0.15mm Durock Switch Films. | 90 * 6 -> 4 | $115 per pack shipped |
| L + F Gateron Box Black Ink v2 | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. Filmed with 0.15mm Durock Switch Films. | 90 * 4 | $120 per pack shipped |
| L + F Gateron Box Pink Ink v2 | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. Filmed with 0.15mm Durock Switch Films. | 60 * 1 | $80 shipped for 60 switches |
| Lubed Panghu Giant V5 Switches | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. No film. | 90 * 2 | $110 per pack shipped |
| Lubed Cherry MX Hyperglide Black | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. Housing pretty tight, no film is required. | 90 * 7 -> 5 | $100 per pack shipped |
| Lubed NK Cream | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. No film is required. | 90 * 5 -> 3 | $110 per pack shipped |
| L + F Durock L5 Linear Teal (Smoke) 67g | Ultrasonic cleaned on top house and stem, air dry for 48 hours, Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. Filmed with 0.15mm durock Switch Films. | 90 * 3 | $95 Per pack shipped |
| Lubed Gateron Milky Yellow | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. No film. | 90 * 16 | $70 Per pack shipped |
| L + F Gateron Pink | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. Filmed with 0.15mm Durock Switch Films. | 60 * 1 | $70 shipped for 60 switches |
| Lubed Mauve Linear | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. Housing pretty tight, no film is required. | 90 * 2 | $105 per pack shipped |
| Lubed Lilac Linear | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. Housing pretty tight, no film is required. | 110 * 1 | $130 for 110 switches shipped |
| Lubed TTC Red Linear switch | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. Housing pretty tight, no film is required. | 90 * 1 | $70 per pack shipped |
| L + F Gateron CJ | Lubed with mixed Krytox 205g0 and 105 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. Filmed with 0.15mm Durock Switch Films. | 60 * 1 | $80 shipped for 60 switches. |
| Switch | Description | Quantity (Pack) | Price (90 switches per pack if not specified otherwise) |
|---|---|---|---|
| Lubed TTC Holy Panada v2 Tactile | Lubed with tribosys 3203 on bottom housing and stem, mixed 205g0 and 105 on spring. No film is required. | 90 * 2 | $115 per pack shipped |
| Lubed Durock Koala Tactile 67g | Lubed with tribosys 3203 on bottom housing and stem, mixed 205g0 and 105 on spring. No film is required. | 90 * 2 | $100 per pack shipped |
| Lubed Durock Dark Amber T1 Tactile | Lubed with tribosys 3203 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. No film is required. | 90 * 3 | $110 per pack shipped |
| Lubed Shogoki Tactile Switch | Lubed with tribosys 3203 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. No film is required. | 90 * 2 | $110 per pack shipped |
| Lubed Tecsee Coral Tactile Switch | Lubed with tribosys 3203 on bottom housing and stem, 105 on spring. No film is required. | 90 * 1 | $90 per pack shipped |
| Stabilizers | Description | Quantity (Pack) | Price (90 switches per pack if not specified otherwise) |
|---|---|---|---|
| Lubed TX Stabilizers (Rev. 3) - 1.2mm PCB, WKL(7u), Black | Lubed TX Stabilizers, Krytox 205g0 on the stem and housing, Krytox XHT-BDZ on the wire, 4 * 2u + 1 * 7u spacebar wire. | 5 | $30 shipped per set with at least one pack of Lubed switches. |
| Lubed TX Stabilizers (Rev. 3) - 1.2mm PCB, WK(6.25u), White | Lubed TX Stabilizers, Krytox 205g0 on the stem and housing, Krytox XHT-BDZ on the wire, 4 * 2u + 1 * 6.25u spacebar wire. | 4 | $30 shipped per set with at least one pack of Lubed switches. |
2023.05.28 07:34 Rukasuyuhh Thoughts on tv show after rewatching for the 6th time 👇
I know what a lot of people are gonna say , I honestly think it not that bad ,especially season 2. I just like how there’s more suspense as in there’s more watch time (even though its kinda bland at times) the characters are pretty interesting some more than others.Don’t get me wrong the movies are far better but I’d rank some kills in the show higher over a couple of the movies. The new mask and look of ghost face is pretty refreshing and new ,the killers are decent enough the motive is kinda out there but over all it’s pretty good if you just wanna turn your brain if a lil and just get spooked ,So I’d say definitely watch it once you forgot about cause it makes it better ,also it aged pretty well. I’m not good at reviews or anything but I wanna hear peoples opinions who doesn’t like it or just kinda iffy about it. Thank you for reading 😵💫
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2023.05.28 07:34 Puzzleheaded-Fig1457 I screwed up as a parent
I was very hard on my daughter since she started kindergarten at age 5. I pushed her to get straight A's and excel, and she met my expectations by 3rd grade. I never did well in school. I wasn't able to complete my nursing degree because of it and have worked a low paying job since. Until I turned 50, I only made 50k per year. I recently got promoted and now make 65k, but I'm 56 now.
I was very harsh when she messed up and told her that if she didn't improve when she got poor grades, she would end up just like me.
However, my daughter started resenting learning in high school and college. I told her learning was all about outcompeting others and earning A's, not grasping the material. She would miss days of school in high school to the point where her teachers were concerned about it and ended up dropping out of college for 2 semesters.
She initially started college wanting to study biology to be a PA or doctor, but then switched to business and finance because she felt she wasn't competitive enough to be premed or pre-PA. I told her to do what she was good at and what she could earn A's in.
She told us that she wanted to transfer schools where there was more support for STEM education, and we didn't let her.
I taught her that life is all about minimizing risks and playing to your strengths, not your passions. She did amazingly in business and finance, and she was at a top school. I felt it was better for her to stay there and get a good paying finance job relying on school pedigree.
Now she seems really unhappy with her finance job and I feel really bad for any role I may have played in this. Perhaps I should have encouraged a love of learning and following her passions instead of pushing her to chase grades and brand name colleges. Maybe I should have let her transfer.
She told me recently that she does blame me for my parenting methods and that she wants to pursue medicine badly, but feels compelled to stay in finance for the money.
I told her that I am sorry for my parenting mistakes. That there wasn't a manual for when she was born 20+ years ago and that I did my best. I just wanted her to excel in life, even if it didn't mean being a doctor, and to really just play to her strengths.
But I don't know what to do. I can't afford to pay for another degree or more schooling.
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I was very harsh when she messed up and told her that if she didn't improve when she got poor grades, she would end up just like me.
However, my daughter started resenting learning in high school and college. I told her learning was all about outcompeting others and earning A's, not grasping the material. She would miss days of school in high school to the point where her teachers were concerned about it and ended up dropping out of college for 2 semesters.
She initially started college wanting to study biology to be a PA or doctor, but then switched to business and finance because she felt she wasn't competitive enough to be premed or pre-PA. I told her to do what she was good at and what she could earn A's in.
She told us that she wanted to transfer schools where there was more support for STEM education, and we didn't let her.
I taught her that life is all about minimizing risks and playing to your strengths, not your passions. She did amazingly in business and finance, and she was at a top school. I felt it was better for her to stay there and get a good paying finance job relying on school pedigree.
Now she seems really unhappy with her finance job and I feel really bad for any role I may have played in this. Perhaps I should have encouraged a love of learning and following her passions instead of pushing her to chase grades and brand name colleges. Maybe I should have let her transfer.
She told me recently that she does blame me for my parenting methods and that she wants to pursue medicine badly, but feels compelled to stay in finance for the money.
I told her that I am sorry for my parenting mistakes. That there wasn't a manual for when she was born 20+ years ago and that I did my best. I just wanted her to excel in life, even if it didn't mean being a doctor, and to really just play to her strengths.
But I don't know what to do. I can't afford to pay for another degree or more schooling.
2023.05.28 07:33 RareChip6689 My wife is pregnant and addicted to heroin
Where do I even begin?
I’m 32, my wife is 30. We’ve been married for 3 years but together off and on for 11 years. The “off” periods were always due to her drug use but during those periods I still made an effort to be in her life and support her as a friend when I couldn’t handle being with her.
She has a long history of addiction to pain meds and heroin. She had never used drugs when we first met and started dating. She did have a previous history of serious depression that was not being treated. When she was about 21 her mental health took a nosedive and she started using pain meds at the urging of a friend. By the time she was 22 heroin had became her drug of choice. For the record, I’ve never been a drug user and it was never something we did together. Eventually I had enough and couldn’t deal with it anymore so I broke up with her but I stayed in touch with her. She spiraled, tried to quit a few times, technically died a few times, and eventually she got serious about getting clean and went to rehab when she was 25 and she was truly clean and just seemed to have a totally different attitude about life and seemed to be doing better mentally than I’d ever seen her. I have no reason to believe that she wasn’t clean that entire time since then, up until about 6 months ago. I had noticed major changes in her mood before then. I feared she’d crash and I tried to get her to see a professional but she downplayed it.
She hid the relapse from me for as long as she could. Even managed to maintain her job for a while. She’s was successful in her career, excelling, well respected. Her drug use and it’s toll on her life seemed to just accelerate so quickly this time and shortly after I found out what was happening she quit her job and ultimately became a full time junkie. She has destroyed our house. I’m currently paying all of the bills, do all the cleaning, all the cooking. I had to go out of town for work for a few weeks and when I came back she had turned our home into something that looked straight out of an episode of Hoarders.
I have met with a lawyer and drawn up divorce papers. I informed her of it, but haven’t served her yet. Why? Because I’m an idiot, I don’t know. I let her beg and plead and tell me she’ll get clean, we put whole plans together about what she’s going to do, we make agreements, and she did actually make a big effort and a noticeable changes ensued and she became like a real living person again for about 2 months but she is currently using again. I still care so much about her and I have a hard time abandoning her even though I know it’d probably be best for her if I left her. I’m just enabling her now.
This brings me to the present. She was rear ended recently and I made an appointment to take her car in for repairs. She had let her car become a filthy pigsty and I was way too embarrassed to drop it off somewhere in the condition it was in so I was cleaning it out. I found all sorts of crap in there, rotting food, trash, tons of mail that had never been opened up, and and empty, crushed pregnancy test box. No pregnancy test to be found I immediately went in the house and asked her what that was about and she said oh she bought it for a friend. I went straight to the bedroom and bathroom and started rooting through every drawer and cabinet. In her underwear drawer or what used to be her underwear drawer but is now filled with random bits of clothing, melted cough drops, drug paraphernalia, and her collection of miniature ceramic figurines, I found a used pregnancy test and a bottle of prenatal vitamins. I exploded. She was crying. She said she found out she was pregnant but didn’t tell me because she didn’t know what she was going to do and she knew I’d be mad. She “just needs time to figure things out.”
She has the weekend to “figure things out” before calling a doctor on Tuesday. She has no idea how far along she is and she can’t remember when she had a period because she swears she was still taking her birth control this whole time.
I just don’t know what I’m going to do and legally I’m very limited as far as what I have the right to do at this time. I take responsibility for the pregnancy happening. It would have happened during the few months she was better but even then I never should have trusted her to be taking her birth control.
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I’m 32, my wife is 30. We’ve been married for 3 years but together off and on for 11 years. The “off” periods were always due to her drug use but during those periods I still made an effort to be in her life and support her as a friend when I couldn’t handle being with her.
She has a long history of addiction to pain meds and heroin. She had never used drugs when we first met and started dating. She did have a previous history of serious depression that was not being treated. When she was about 21 her mental health took a nosedive and she started using pain meds at the urging of a friend. By the time she was 22 heroin had became her drug of choice. For the record, I’ve never been a drug user and it was never something we did together. Eventually I had enough and couldn’t deal with it anymore so I broke up with her but I stayed in touch with her. She spiraled, tried to quit a few times, technically died a few times, and eventually she got serious about getting clean and went to rehab when she was 25 and she was truly clean and just seemed to have a totally different attitude about life and seemed to be doing better mentally than I’d ever seen her. I have no reason to believe that she wasn’t clean that entire time since then, up until about 6 months ago. I had noticed major changes in her mood before then. I feared she’d crash and I tried to get her to see a professional but she downplayed it.
She hid the relapse from me for as long as she could. Even managed to maintain her job for a while. She’s was successful in her career, excelling, well respected. Her drug use and it’s toll on her life seemed to just accelerate so quickly this time and shortly after I found out what was happening she quit her job and ultimately became a full time junkie. She has destroyed our house. I’m currently paying all of the bills, do all the cleaning, all the cooking. I had to go out of town for work for a few weeks and when I came back she had turned our home into something that looked straight out of an episode of Hoarders.
I have met with a lawyer and drawn up divorce papers. I informed her of it, but haven’t served her yet. Why? Because I’m an idiot, I don’t know. I let her beg and plead and tell me she’ll get clean, we put whole plans together about what she’s going to do, we make agreements, and she did actually make a big effort and a noticeable changes ensued and she became like a real living person again for about 2 months but she is currently using again. I still care so much about her and I have a hard time abandoning her even though I know it’d probably be best for her if I left her. I’m just enabling her now.
This brings me to the present. She was rear ended recently and I made an appointment to take her car in for repairs. She had let her car become a filthy pigsty and I was way too embarrassed to drop it off somewhere in the condition it was in so I was cleaning it out. I found all sorts of crap in there, rotting food, trash, tons of mail that had never been opened up, and and empty, crushed pregnancy test box. No pregnancy test to be found I immediately went in the house and asked her what that was about and she said oh she bought it for a friend. I went straight to the bedroom and bathroom and started rooting through every drawer and cabinet. In her underwear drawer or what used to be her underwear drawer but is now filled with random bits of clothing, melted cough drops, drug paraphernalia, and her collection of miniature ceramic figurines, I found a used pregnancy test and a bottle of prenatal vitamins. I exploded. She was crying. She said she found out she was pregnant but didn’t tell me because she didn’t know what she was going to do and she knew I’d be mad. She “just needs time to figure things out.”
She has the weekend to “figure things out” before calling a doctor on Tuesday. She has no idea how far along she is and she can’t remember when she had a period because she swears she was still taking her birth control this whole time.
I just don’t know what I’m going to do and legally I’m very limited as far as what I have the right to do at this time. I take responsibility for the pregnancy happening. It would have happened during the few months she was better but even then I never should have trusted her to be taking her birth control.
2023.05.28 07:31 margo39 What is the process to diagnosis?
29F, 3 months TTC (I know not long enough to worry yet). I have very regular almost to the hour 29-day cycles. I ovulate every month, confirmed with ovulation/LH and BBT tracking. Normal blood work including normal thyroid panels, AMH, estradiol, FSH, etc/countless other panels and tests. Periods last 6 days but involve heavy bleeding (changing ultra tampon every 2 hours on day 2) and painful cramps day 1-2 requiring around the clock ibuprofen and midol but still never have to miss work, and deep right side abdominal pain when inserting tampons. I do not have ovulation pain, breakthrough bleeding, bloating, nausea, vomiting, pain with sex, or any other noticeable pain outside of my period. I have actually randomly started getting frequent UTIs without any change in habits and I’ve never had that issue before.
I want to prepare myself for these next steps if conception ends up being unsuccessful. My mom had a large endometrioma so I am preparing for the worst. Do I schedule a consultation with a specialist even though I had my annual well woman’s exam in March or just wait to see a specialist when it’s time for my next annual well woman’s exam? Will they send me for ultrasound next? Or HSG or MRI with contrast? Or do they just go straight for laparoscopy? I’m concerned since my symptoms aren’t as severe as some people’s that they won’t do laparoscopy JUST for fertility purposes.
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I want to prepare myself for these next steps if conception ends up being unsuccessful. My mom had a large endometrioma so I am preparing for the worst. Do I schedule a consultation with a specialist even though I had my annual well woman’s exam in March or just wait to see a specialist when it’s time for my next annual well woman’s exam? Will they send me for ultrasound next? Or HSG or MRI with contrast? Or do they just go straight for laparoscopy? I’m concerned since my symptoms aren’t as severe as some people’s that they won’t do laparoscopy JUST for fertility purposes.
2023.05.28 07:31 freekkay She's a different partner with NRE on the brain. Help!
My nesting partner, Xan (F33, 10yrs together, two dogs together), is experiencing her first bout of NRE with her LDR Kevin (34M, 6yrs married to Reign, newly poly). Xan and Kevin have been dating for 7 months, exchanged "I love you"s a month in, Xan drives 6hrs every week or two to spend two or three weeks with Kevin, Reign and Kevin's sister (who requires Kevin's caregiving). Kevin works an unpredictable schedule and struggles to leave home overnight due to caregiving responsibilities so Xan, who wfh, goes to Kevin's place 98% of the time. Xan and Reign get along really well and there's a kitchen table dynamic there.
Present day, Xan lives in our house about half of the month and lives with Kevin and Kevin's family the other half of the month. When Xan is home, we have one date night a week. Sexual interactions dropped way low but still existed. She helps with the dogs. Xan loses all interest in hobbies while visiting Kevin but picks back up once home.
About two months ago, Xan was acting off and my anxious attached self bugged her about what was the matter until her avoidant self "confessed" to me that she was basically rethinking everything because she lost sexual attraction to me, wanted to move with Kevin full time and only visit me once a month for a day or two and that after evaluating everything for the last few years that she's never enjoyed living with me and just sees me as a roommate now compared to Kevin where everything is exciting.
Xan goes to therapy and after two individual sessions and one couples therapist (which I insisted on after the confession above), Xan believed that she only said it because of ADHD/defensiveness, not wanting me to get in her way of moving in with Kevin full time and because she felt pressured by me to give an answer. Xan holds firm that she never meant to say that stuff, she regrets it, she is attracted to me and wants to find balance between the relationships.
Couple's and individual therapy continues for us both. Xan and I celebrated our anniversary with a weekend trip to LA. Xan texted Kevin obsessively during the trip until I asked for her attention (she slipped twice and I "reminded" her once). It's been hard for me to get over the stuff she said and I've requested a lot of reassurance from Xan for the next month as I work on self-esteem and people pleasing stuff with my therapist. We had a classic anxious/avoidant argument over her being distracted. I wanted everything discussed and resolved immediately and she stormed out. We talked it out, finished the trip on good terms and she left for Kevin's the day we got back home.
While she's gone, connection and repair between Xan and I comes to a stand still but we're working on that in therapy and once she's back home she puts in effort. Since things are rocky right now I asked for effort while gone. She did great for that first week but then came home and the whole vibe was off. She said everything was fine so I assumed it was my insecurities and I did everything to self-soothe. She and I went on a trip for my brother's baby shower.
Xan kept being off and distracted during the night. Didn't sleep through the night, wasn't eating, was texting obsessively again on this trip. I asked multiple times. Got nothing. During the baby shower I was hurt and couldn't keep pushing it down so I confront Xan again. Turns out she and Kevin had an emotional week, she didn't want to ruin the trip by telling me but her anxiety is getting so bad that she needs to leave tomorrow for Kevin's house and knows that's not kind to me because she was planning to me home for two weeks but she has to do it for self-care. Xan was distracted, crying, not participating in the activities, running to the bathroom every hour and asked me to leave the baby shower early (I didn't.)
Xan did leave and did fix things with Kevin. It's been a disappointing disaster since Xan got back home. She says she was having a "mental health crisis" last weekend, needed to go to Kevin for self-care and shouldn't be punished for that regardless of the impact that had on me. (In a couple days, Kevin was supposed to come visit but while Xan was gone she texted me that it wasn't fair to have Kevin come if I was filled with animosity. I took that to mean the trip was cancelled. I was wrong.)
Xan starts asking about Kevin coming for the weekend. I was shocked and confused but quickly realized it was an attempted guilt trip not a reschedule. I wasn't consulted in the planning of this weekend (Kevin wants the same kitchen table set up with me and Xan that he has with Xan and Reign) when supposedly the goal of the weekend is bonding with me. I don't feel valued by Xan rn which has me feeling epically disconnected and I don't have the armor I'd have otherwise to withstand Xan and Kevin's aggressive PDA. The only thing she cares to discuss is the impact on her not seeing Kevin and the impact on Kevin since he doesn't "get to" visit often. No consideration for my request. She was disproportionately upset and unwilling to reschedule with Kevin. Honesty finally came out of Xan, she is just upset to not have Kevin's undivided time away from Reign and his sister.
It was a huge relief to me because now I actually knew what was happening with her. I said that she could pay for a rental for me for the weekend so can I can enjoy some much needed self care time and she could get undivided attention from Kevin. It's a three day weekend and I only agreed to two days because that's all that was in the calendar. In the last two days before I headed off to the rental, she was weird and standoffish again. When I went to say goodbye she disrespected my request to stop pushing bonding with Kevin atm and asked me to "let Kevin stay three days please" but wouldn't pay for another night at the rental and instead wanted me to try and befriend Kevin.
Xan is unwilling to admit the impact of NRE on her right now, unable to consider my feelings and I'm really trying to figure out how to balance her lack of self awareness and getting appropriate care and attention from my partner. When I suggest a behavior is part of her hyperfixation on Kevin or due to NRE, she said I was gaslighting her. Waiting out possibly 2 years of this just isn't an option for my sanity. I miss the reasonable, steady, considerate Xan.
What would you do with yourself, with the relationship, with boundaries, etc. if you were me?
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Present day, Xan lives in our house about half of the month and lives with Kevin and Kevin's family the other half of the month. When Xan is home, we have one date night a week. Sexual interactions dropped way low but still existed. She helps with the dogs. Xan loses all interest in hobbies while visiting Kevin but picks back up once home.
About two months ago, Xan was acting off and my anxious attached self bugged her about what was the matter until her avoidant self "confessed" to me that she was basically rethinking everything because she lost sexual attraction to me, wanted to move with Kevin full time and only visit me once a month for a day or two and that after evaluating everything for the last few years that she's never enjoyed living with me and just sees me as a roommate now compared to Kevin where everything is exciting.
Xan goes to therapy and after two individual sessions and one couples therapist (which I insisted on after the confession above), Xan believed that she only said it because of ADHD/defensiveness, not wanting me to get in her way of moving in with Kevin full time and because she felt pressured by me to give an answer. Xan holds firm that she never meant to say that stuff, she regrets it, she is attracted to me and wants to find balance between the relationships.
Couple's and individual therapy continues for us both. Xan and I celebrated our anniversary with a weekend trip to LA. Xan texted Kevin obsessively during the trip until I asked for her attention (she slipped twice and I "reminded" her once). It's been hard for me to get over the stuff she said and I've requested a lot of reassurance from Xan for the next month as I work on self-esteem and people pleasing stuff with my therapist. We had a classic anxious/avoidant argument over her being distracted. I wanted everything discussed and resolved immediately and she stormed out. We talked it out, finished the trip on good terms and she left for Kevin's the day we got back home.
While she's gone, connection and repair between Xan and I comes to a stand still but we're working on that in therapy and once she's back home she puts in effort. Since things are rocky right now I asked for effort while gone. She did great for that first week but then came home and the whole vibe was off. She said everything was fine so I assumed it was my insecurities and I did everything to self-soothe. She and I went on a trip for my brother's baby shower.
Xan kept being off and distracted during the night. Didn't sleep through the night, wasn't eating, was texting obsessively again on this trip. I asked multiple times. Got nothing. During the baby shower I was hurt and couldn't keep pushing it down so I confront Xan again. Turns out she and Kevin had an emotional week, she didn't want to ruin the trip by telling me but her anxiety is getting so bad that she needs to leave tomorrow for Kevin's house and knows that's not kind to me because she was planning to me home for two weeks but she has to do it for self-care. Xan was distracted, crying, not participating in the activities, running to the bathroom every hour and asked me to leave the baby shower early (I didn't.)
Xan did leave and did fix things with Kevin. It's been a disappointing disaster since Xan got back home. She says she was having a "mental health crisis" last weekend, needed to go to Kevin for self-care and shouldn't be punished for that regardless of the impact that had on me. (In a couple days, Kevin was supposed to come visit but while Xan was gone she texted me that it wasn't fair to have Kevin come if I was filled with animosity. I took that to mean the trip was cancelled. I was wrong.)
Xan starts asking about Kevin coming for the weekend. I was shocked and confused but quickly realized it was an attempted guilt trip not a reschedule. I wasn't consulted in the planning of this weekend (Kevin wants the same kitchen table set up with me and Xan that he has with Xan and Reign) when supposedly the goal of the weekend is bonding with me. I don't feel valued by Xan rn which has me feeling epically disconnected and I don't have the armor I'd have otherwise to withstand Xan and Kevin's aggressive PDA. The only thing she cares to discuss is the impact on her not seeing Kevin and the impact on Kevin since he doesn't "get to" visit often. No consideration for my request. She was disproportionately upset and unwilling to reschedule with Kevin. Honesty finally came out of Xan, she is just upset to not have Kevin's undivided time away from Reign and his sister.
It was a huge relief to me because now I actually knew what was happening with her. I said that she could pay for a rental for me for the weekend so can I can enjoy some much needed self care time and she could get undivided attention from Kevin. It's a three day weekend and I only agreed to two days because that's all that was in the calendar. In the last two days before I headed off to the rental, she was weird and standoffish again. When I went to say goodbye she disrespected my request to stop pushing bonding with Kevin atm and asked me to "let Kevin stay three days please" but wouldn't pay for another night at the rental and instead wanted me to try and befriend Kevin.
Xan is unwilling to admit the impact of NRE on her right now, unable to consider my feelings and I'm really trying to figure out how to balance her lack of self awareness and getting appropriate care and attention from my partner. When I suggest a behavior is part of her hyperfixation on Kevin or due to NRE, she said I was gaslighting her. Waiting out possibly 2 years of this just isn't an option for my sanity. I miss the reasonable, steady, considerate Xan.
What would you do with yourself, with the relationship, with boundaries, etc. if you were me?
2023.05.28 07:30 purpleborapeace Want to break lease due to very apparent roach infestation and unclean state
Hello everyone. Basically just signed lease to an apt that has a very apparent roach infestation we were not aware of. I was just wondering if we're able to terminate our lease with the return of our rent. Move in was supposed to be yesterday. It took forever to receive the keys and by the time we did and went to inspect unit, office was closing up. I was appalled at the state in which they handed over the apt. It was not cleaned at all!!! There were dead roach carcasses scattered throughout the unit. Most especially in the kitchen cabinets. Bathrooms were not cleaned from the state we found the toilets in. That's not even the worst! The refrigerator and the freezer had dead roaches inside and roach droppings scattered everywhere on the inside of the door!!! When we moved the fridge the flooring was torn up and dead roaches scattered there. I was so disgusted! There were live roaches found in the living room and bedrooms crawling on the walls in broad light! There was even some trash scattered from what I can only assume to be the previous tenants in one of the bathroom closets. We made sure to photograph and record everything of course. I had to come home and shower bc I am actually allergic to cockroaches. Found this out from an allergy test I had done a couple years back. Back then when our neighbors moved out roaches infested our apt towards the last 2 months of our lease so yea I was struggling with allergies those last few months. I was even given an inhaler bc sometimes allergy would get so bad I'd start wheezing. We went today to speak with property manager but bc of memorial day weekend they won't be in office till Tuesday. But one of the office staff went with us to inspect the unit. I stayed outside but my other members went inside with them. This person straight said the unit was basically fine just a bit neglected. I'm sorry sir WHAT?!! No sir, in all my life I have never leased an apt and handed to me in a dirty and unclean state like that! We were told to come back on Tuesday to speak with property manager and we'll get some form of credit towards rent.
However, we want to try and terminate our lease if possible because the level of irresponsibility and audacity is insane!! I should've seen the red flags yesterday when property manager casually told us he didn't know our move in was yesterday and thought it wasn't until sometime June.
I just want some advice as to what I can do in this situation. Also, would the termination of our lease with the return of our prorated rent be possible? If they handed us a unit like this I'm sure they'll hardly do anything to fix the infestation problem aside from cleaning. I do not want to go through another bout of breathing/allergy problems. What steps can I take these next few days to prepare ourselves and what are our rights? I want to be prepared as much as possible before our discourse with the property manager. Any advice is welcome.
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However, we want to try and terminate our lease if possible because the level of irresponsibility and audacity is insane!! I should've seen the red flags yesterday when property manager casually told us he didn't know our move in was yesterday and thought it wasn't until sometime June.
I just want some advice as to what I can do in this situation. Also, would the termination of our lease with the return of our prorated rent be possible? If they handed us a unit like this I'm sure they'll hardly do anything to fix the infestation problem aside from cleaning. I do not want to go through another bout of breathing/allergy problems. What steps can I take these next few days to prepare ourselves and what are our rights? I want to be prepared as much as possible before our discourse with the property manager. Any advice is welcome.
2023.05.28 07:30 Hveachie Gears 2 Epilogue & Myrrah's backstory
I recently replayed the entirety of Gears of War 2 for the first time since Gears 5 in 2019.
When Myrrah gave her speech at the end, I realized just how much it relates to her backstory - even though it wasn't fully revealed until 11 years after the game came out.
"Your world can end in the blink of an eye. One event, one unexpected twist of fate, and suddenly the world as you knew it... is gone forever. All that you held dear, all that you held close... is washed away into the sea of distant memory."
This clearly relates to Reyna. Despite certain aspects of her life being awful, she was pretty content because she had Reyna. All she ever wanted was to be a mother. And she was all that she had left. Her parents were dead. Her friends were dead or transformed into monsters, whether or not she she was still fond of them. Her entire world was shattered the day Torres took her and Niles said Reyna died in the escape attempt.
"Life... is cruel. Of this, I have no doubt. But life continues on... with, or without you."
Myrrah's life was full of cruelty. Her mother and father are dead because of the COG's greed over Imulsion. Many of her friends are dead for the same reason. And then she and whatever friends she had left were taken to New Hope where they were robbed of the childhood and humanity. She was forced to see her friends turned into monsters. She never saw the sunlight again. And whether or not she was in love, she was preyed upon by the only man she had ever been with. The last good thing in her life was Reyna, and she was taken from her. In this, Myrrah came to the realization that she would have to live without her daughter and find a new way ahead. With or without Reyna, she was going to be a mother and regain her freedom.
"One can only hope that one leaves behind a lasting legacy. But so often, the legacies we leave behind... are not the ones that we intended."
This can relate her, Niles, and Torres. All three of them worked together to try and not only cure Rustlung, but to create a weapon that would end all wars and evolve the human race. None of them realized that they were pushing humanity toward extinction.
I'm unsure as to if Epic had everything planned out. It's clear from the beginning that Myrrah was a child test subject at New Hope, was brought to the Mount Kadar lab, helped make the Locust, and grew up with them and later rebelled. All of that is pretty evident. If the spark to that rebellion was the "death" of her daughter, I don't know. But I have to say they wrapped it all up pretty nicely. It's great to go back in the series and see that they really did give us answers all along.
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When Myrrah gave her speech at the end, I realized just how much it relates to her backstory - even though it wasn't fully revealed until 11 years after the game came out.
"Your world can end in the blink of an eye. One event, one unexpected twist of fate, and suddenly the world as you knew it... is gone forever. All that you held dear, all that you held close... is washed away into the sea of distant memory."
This clearly relates to Reyna. Despite certain aspects of her life being awful, she was pretty content because she had Reyna. All she ever wanted was to be a mother. And she was all that she had left. Her parents were dead. Her friends were dead or transformed into monsters, whether or not she she was still fond of them. Her entire world was shattered the day Torres took her and Niles said Reyna died in the escape attempt.
"Life... is cruel. Of this, I have no doubt. But life continues on... with, or without you."
Myrrah's life was full of cruelty. Her mother and father are dead because of the COG's greed over Imulsion. Many of her friends are dead for the same reason. And then she and whatever friends she had left were taken to New Hope where they were robbed of the childhood and humanity. She was forced to see her friends turned into monsters. She never saw the sunlight again. And whether or not she was in love, she was preyed upon by the only man she had ever been with. The last good thing in her life was Reyna, and she was taken from her. In this, Myrrah came to the realization that she would have to live without her daughter and find a new way ahead. With or without Reyna, she was going to be a mother and regain her freedom.
"One can only hope that one leaves behind a lasting legacy. But so often, the legacies we leave behind... are not the ones that we intended."
This can relate her, Niles, and Torres. All three of them worked together to try and not only cure Rustlung, but to create a weapon that would end all wars and evolve the human race. None of them realized that they were pushing humanity toward extinction.
I'm unsure as to if Epic had everything planned out. It's clear from the beginning that Myrrah was a child test subject at New Hope, was brought to the Mount Kadar lab, helped make the Locust, and grew up with them and later rebelled. All of that is pretty evident. If the spark to that rebellion was the "death" of her daughter, I don't know. But I have to say they wrapped it all up pretty nicely. It's great to go back in the series and see that they really did give us answers all along.
2023.05.28 07:28 TotalWarspammer Played my first 6 player game of TI4POK yesterday... man it dragged. How to avoid overly long games?
I have played and love two 4 player games of TI4 base game and yesterday played my first live game of POK with 6 players (10 point game) who I had never met before. I still enjoyed it for the most part as an experience, and it was a group of cool guys who I will for sure try to play with again, but man it dragged, taking around 11 hours (9am to 9pm with an hour or so total of breaks).
I attribute this to 2 out of the 6 players being new, and also the more experienced players were having a tendency to turtle in their corner and not take chances. One more experienced player had 1 point for the majority of the game until the end where he scored a further 3 or so points.
Races were:
Clan of Saar
Barony of Letnev
Embers of Muaat
Xxcha Kingdom
Mahact Gene-Sorcerers
Yin Brotherhood
I was Muaat and managed to score a few points in the earlier game before grinding to a halt as the objectives were pretty damn hard to get. I also had an opponent camped on a wormhole linked to a tile next to Rex who took pot shots at me with his space cannon which meant I couldn't keep my troops there without fear of losing capital ships (he had a tech to target non-fighters). I of course likely did not play Muaat very well at all and was too hesitant with screwing over my neighbour the Mahact Gene-Sorcerers, who then screwed me at the end.
However, regardless of how mediocre we played, it really felt like the fun was sucked out by the end due to brain-fatigue and it felt like everyone just wanted it to be over, with one guy wanting to leave as he was now confined to one tile in his corner. Basically, the game overstayed its welcome.
Is there any way to successfully avoid overly long and slow games (besides saying 'get gud')? Is it possible to set time limits or are there any mechanics to speed things up to compensate for slow turn times and people not doing much? Or it just a case of "that's how some games are" and the next game may be completely different? :)
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I attribute this to 2 out of the 6 players being new, and also the more experienced players were having a tendency to turtle in their corner and not take chances. One more experienced player had 1 point for the majority of the game until the end where he scored a further 3 or so points.
Races were:
Clan of Saar
Barony of Letnev
Embers of Muaat
Xxcha Kingdom
Mahact Gene-Sorcerers
Yin Brotherhood
I was Muaat and managed to score a few points in the earlier game before grinding to a halt as the objectives were pretty damn hard to get. I also had an opponent camped on a wormhole linked to a tile next to Rex who took pot shots at me with his space cannon which meant I couldn't keep my troops there without fear of losing capital ships (he had a tech to target non-fighters). I of course likely did not play Muaat very well at all and was too hesitant with screwing over my neighbour the Mahact Gene-Sorcerers, who then screwed me at the end.
However, regardless of how mediocre we played, it really felt like the fun was sucked out by the end due to brain-fatigue and it felt like everyone just wanted it to be over, with one guy wanting to leave as he was now confined to one tile in his corner. Basically, the game overstayed its welcome.
Is there any way to successfully avoid overly long and slow games (besides saying 'get gud')? Is it possible to set time limits or are there any mechanics to speed things up to compensate for slow turn times and people not doing much? Or it just a case of "that's how some games are" and the next game may be completely different? :)
2023.05.28 07:26 Puzzleheaded-Fig1457 AITB for telling my daughter I don't know how to fix my mistakes?
I was very hard on my daughter since she started kindergarten at age 5. I pushed her to get straight A's and excel, and she met my expectations by 3rd grade. I never did well in school. I wasn't able to complete my nursing degree because of it and have worked a low paying job since. Until I turned 50, I only made 50k per year. I recently got promoted and now make 65k, but I'm 56 now.
I was very harsh when she messed up and told her that if she didn't improve when she got poor grades, she would end up just like me.
However, my daughter started resenting learning in high school and college. I told her learning was all about outcompeting others and earning A's, not grasping the material. She would miss days of school in high school to the point where her teachers were concerned about it and ended up dropping out of college for 2 semesters.
She initially started college wanting to study biology to be a PA or doctor, but then switched to business and finance because she felt she wasn't competitive enough to be premed or pre-PA. I told her to do what she was good at and what she could earn A's in.
She told us that she wanted to transfer schools where there was more support for STEM education, and we didn't let her.
I taught her that life is all about minimizing risks and playing to your strengths, not your passions. She did amazingly in business and finance, and she was at a top school. I felt it was better for her to stay there and get a good paying finance job relying on school pedigree.
Now she seems really unhappy with her finance job and I feel really bad for any role I may have played in this. Perhaps I should have encouraged a love of learning and following her passions instead of pushing her to chase grades and brand name colleges. Maybe I should have let her transfer.
She told me recently that she does blame me for my parenting methods and that she wants to pursue medicine badly, but feels compelled to stay in finance for the money.
I told her that I am sorry for my parenting mistakes. That there wasn't a manual for when she was born 20+ years ago and that I did my best. I just wanted her to excel in life, even if it didn't mean being a doctor, and to really just play to her strengths.
But I don't know what to do. I can't afford to pay for another degree or more schooling.
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I was very harsh when she messed up and told her that if she didn't improve when she got poor grades, she would end up just like me.
However, my daughter started resenting learning in high school and college. I told her learning was all about outcompeting others and earning A's, not grasping the material. She would miss days of school in high school to the point where her teachers were concerned about it and ended up dropping out of college for 2 semesters.
She initially started college wanting to study biology to be a PA or doctor, but then switched to business and finance because she felt she wasn't competitive enough to be premed or pre-PA. I told her to do what she was good at and what she could earn A's in.
She told us that she wanted to transfer schools where there was more support for STEM education, and we didn't let her.
I taught her that life is all about minimizing risks and playing to your strengths, not your passions. She did amazingly in business and finance, and she was at a top school. I felt it was better for her to stay there and get a good paying finance job relying on school pedigree.
Now she seems really unhappy with her finance job and I feel really bad for any role I may have played in this. Perhaps I should have encouraged a love of learning and following her passions instead of pushing her to chase grades and brand name colleges. Maybe I should have let her transfer.
She told me recently that she does blame me for my parenting methods and that she wants to pursue medicine badly, but feels compelled to stay in finance for the money.
I told her that I am sorry for my parenting mistakes. That there wasn't a manual for when she was born 20+ years ago and that I did my best. I just wanted her to excel in life, even if it didn't mean being a doctor, and to really just play to her strengths.
But I don't know what to do. I can't afford to pay for another degree or more schooling.
2023.05.28 07:26 AstronautOdd9365 What looks worse when it comes to custody
Shes trying to rush everything through without a lawyer.. were both broke and she did some sketchy stuff she doesnt eant to come out....let the judge decide everything and "agree on 50/50" that she pretty much decided on.... I'm wiseing up.
Lawyering up, wandering what will look worse......
Anger issues on the dads side, no housing due to being used to buy stbx a house in her own name (provable), sketchy employment for the last year due to emotional issues from narc abuse
Mom cheated years ago and let kids meet affair partner, currently 2 months after separation she is already planning on kids meeting new partner and is telling them details about him and the great new life they'll have now that I'm out of the picture, telling them not to tell me stuff, informing me of pre-court custody schedules, etc.
All the stuff she is doing with the kids is causing some pretty extreme emotional distress for our 3 kids(all under 10) they don't understand it... I mean 2 months... they're losing it.
I'm meeting with a lawyer tuesday. Court in 3 weeks, im planning on going for full custody due to the emotional well being of my children, but she can paint a pretty bad picture of me (and has her friends convinced of the same.. smear campaigns) as I let the emotional abuse turn me into a pretty bad person.
I'm going into the lawyer with a "truth will set you free" attitude and hoping for the best...
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Lawyering up, wandering what will look worse......
Anger issues on the dads side, no housing due to being used to buy stbx a house in her own name (provable), sketchy employment for the last year due to emotional issues from narc abuse
Mom cheated years ago and let kids meet affair partner, currently 2 months after separation she is already planning on kids meeting new partner and is telling them details about him and the great new life they'll have now that I'm out of the picture, telling them not to tell me stuff, informing me of pre-court custody schedules, etc.
All the stuff she is doing with the kids is causing some pretty extreme emotional distress for our 3 kids(all under 10) they don't understand it... I mean 2 months... they're losing it.
I'm meeting with a lawyer tuesday. Court in 3 weeks, im planning on going for full custody due to the emotional well being of my children, but she can paint a pretty bad picture of me (and has her friends convinced of the same.. smear campaigns) as I let the emotional abuse turn me into a pretty bad person.
I'm going into the lawyer with a "truth will set you free" attitude and hoping for the best...