This woman and her man has had more help then anyone I can think of on this app!! She has been doing this very same STUNT for almost 3 years now!! When she came on this app she was begging for money for a hotel room!! AND she got plenty of help with that! I have watched people loan her money and then give it to her more times then I can count people have tried helping get her out of that situation since she was saying Brandon beat her! she took the money then got mad at the people helping her saying she wouldn't be told what to do!!! REMEMBER Fiesty trying to help her and how she did her!! People have sent her phones, money clothes for her and her children even Brandon's DUSTY ass! They have bought her gas, COFFEE and food!! This has been going on for 3 years all this help MY question is what have they done to help them!! NOW all we hear is they are buying a house!! WELL who is paying for the renovations since all their money is for the down payment ? How are they working on this house when they are home everyday!!!! how! SO now she had a blessed day of donations and that wasn't good enough! I can almost bet she told Brandon she was now able to make all this money! Had this idea as soon as she logged on people would pour into her live and drown her in gifts and cash and today was a wake up call it was nothing like she thought!!! So what did she do turned them tears right back on the same as she did the day she got the 1 grand and in the ranking !!! she is not stupid she might not be able to move but she isn't dumb! she is one sneaky bitch! I am beyond LIVID! i have seen single mothers get on that app and really need he help and they get called scammers and told how to live and make it!! The world is all struggling we are all a few checks away from being in bad situations!! but you got these two idiots who wont even send kids to school or work!! ALSO remember the time her viewers all sent money for tools so brandon could work he worked not even 2 days and this bitch as the nerve to be mad she isn't getting another grand today!!! I pray people wake up and stop giving to her but I doubt it next live the tears will be back watch im calling it now!!!

Odd question. Learning how to pull espresso shots at home and I’d like to taste the “best” one I can get at a coffee shop as a sort of control. I was going to go into Boston for Gracenote or George Howell but was wondering if any of the local places around here pull a good shot that’s worth going to?

I was messing around trying to get thaumcraft shards and decided to build the LS, gathered all parts the quest asked for, followed the bp from NEI, no good. Fine, decided to use the projector from StructureLib, to no avail also. Game say the structure is incomplete having 49 casings(2 Ehatchs), 50 casings( 1 Ehatch), 1 of every port the controller asks for. Is there any up to date wiki? Gtnh doesnt say anything about it.

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The ouija board sat in the center of the coffee table, the letters and numbers written in black ink on a wooden surface. The flickering light from the candles cast an eerie glow on the room, making the shadows dance along the poster littered walls.
Tessa sat with Bridget and Amelia, her fingers lightly resting on the wooden planchette. They had all heard the stories about the dangers of playing with an ouija board, but they had laughed them off, thinking it was just superstition.
As they began to ask questions, the planchette moved slowly, almost imperceptibly. At first, they thought it was just their imaginations, but the movements became more pronounced. The entity they were speaking to did not identify itself, and with each passing answer, the girls became increasingly frightened.
Bridget was the first to notice that the temperature in the room had dropped. She looked around, seeing tiny droplets of condensation forming on the windows. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the room, extinguishing the candles and leaving them in complete darkness.
Suddenly, Tessa felt a hand grab her wrist, squeezing it tightly. She let out a scream, realizing that it wasn't Amelia's or Bridget's hand. She tugged, trying to break free. For a brief moment, the entity and her locked eyes, reflecting the same type of consuming darkness. The moment was fleeting, but it left Tessa expelling the air from her lungs.
At that moment, something happened, and he released her only to use each hand to grab Bridget and Amelia. He tightened his grip, sending shooting pain up their arms.
Frantically, the girls tried to break the connection, but he was too strong. They were trapped, helpless to escape his grasp. Then the lights cut off. Silence filled the room.
Breaking through the silence, Bridget starts to cry, "Run..." That was all Tessa needed to hear to pull herself from the ground and head to the only direction she thought to escape.
Tessa stumbled through the night, finding her way out of the dorm building, tears streaming down her face as she tried to understand what had just happened.
Every breath felt like fire in her lungs as she ran outside into the darkness. She could hear the wind howling through the trees and the sound of her own ragged breathing.
Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder and spun around in terror. But it was only a security guard, one of the ones who worked at the dorms. He looked concerned as he saw her tears and asked her what was wrong.
Tessa tried to but couldn't explain.
" I... I just got spooked when all the lights cut off... I.." she fumbled with her words, but eventually, she formulated enough of a sentence to justify her demeanor.
The security guard looked at her skeptically, but something in Tessa's eyes must have convinced him. He asked her if she needed to be walked to her car, the direction she was heading before she was stopped.
Tessa waited anxiously, her heart pounding in her chest. It took all but a split second before she shook her head.
"No, I think..erm-- I'll be fine," she concluded, solidifying her fib with a confident smirk.
As Tessa pushed forward off her heels, her thoughts drifted to that dorm room. What had happened to Bridget and Amelia? Had they run too?
Tessa returned to her hotel room after just a 1-mile walk from the campus. That long mile left her head spinning in every direction until she was ultimately hollow.
It was midnight by the time she reached her single room's threshold. There was no time wasted. Tessa kicked off her shoes and flung herself on the bed. Her eyes close tightly shut, neglecting to even use a once of strength to cover herself. She welcomes the darkness as she drifts to sleep.

ABOUT TESSA ( My Character)
Tessa, formally known as Theresa Louise Logan, was a nineteen-year-old, bright, and promising talent at Julliard, dazzling her professors. However, the pressure of being a student proved too much for her. That and also, Georgina Logan, Mother, and the self-proclaimed manager, was pulling Tessa too thin.
Juilliard was a full-time commitment. Tessa knew this. However, Georgina had other plans. She had commercials and modeling on the weekend. The occasional private dance performances are usually requested by New York's top 3%--not quite making it to the top 1. Instead, they pretend. The performances always made her feel cheap, but if Georgina asked...Tessa delivered.
This road eventually led to her dropping out. Though still determined to pursue her passion, she landed a spot at the Northern Pacific Dance Company in Dover, New Hampshire. For a moment, Tessa found a renewed sense of purpose, but her stage mother followed closely behind, dimming any hope that once flickered in her eyes.
Tessa resembled her mother. She was a thin, petite girl with a delicate face framed by soft strands of honey-blonde hair and brown eyes that probably used to sparkle. Now they were filled with a mix of unyielding sorrow and vulnerability. }

STORY Info
Hey there! I'm Sunflower, a nickname I was given, and it has become an alias.
I am a 31F // EST US // Married with a Family NOT looking for boyfriends.
I have had a decade's worth of experience role-playing. I have been on hiatus, I got pretty sick there for a minute, but I have returned. As you (hopefully) read in my opener, I would consider myself an "Literatate"... I try putting thought and detail into every scene.
All of my characters are usually broken girls that have the potential to be some dark goddess. What does that even mean? In romance novel terms, I would teeter on the edge of Sub/Brat with a heavy amount of sass and sarcasm. They are typically far from sane and have flexible morals. They are flawed and beautifully addicting.
As for what I am looking for, I would prefer my partner to be able to mostly match me in literacy. I will always prefer quality over quantity.
I was thinking of a cat/mouse, romantic, slow-burn, modern fantasy with a "Dark Alpha Male" type for this particular plot idea! My character would be human and your character we can discuss! If you hate my idea, I am always open to other ideas.
I favor plot over adult scenes, but you can expect some NSFW scenes, especially for this particular idea. The mix would be about 80/20 in favor of the plot.
My requirements are:
-Must be 25+ (Sorry) -Must write in 3rd/Past Tense -Must not be a creep -Open to communicate -Discord preferred but not a hard limit. -Please bring ideas or at least contribute -Can write a solid 3-4 paragraphs considering. -Lastly, Be Kind. :)
I can typically type a well-thought-out post like this 3x per week-- I do have a demanding job. We can also play in discord if you would like, but I prefer to chat on Reddit before hand and discuss your thoughts and see if we are a good mix.
Anywho, you can send me a chat message if you fit the criteria and are interested in potentially being partners!
Sorry for the lengthy prompt, but I do hope you enjoy it! Also, give me some time to answer because I am typically in and out throughout the day. Also, anxiety.
-S

I always find it hard to describe myself but I will give it a go. I'm a 27 year old female. I'm currently a full time student but I will be graduating in May, which is really exciting. On my spare time I like to cook, bake, read, watch sports sometimes, play a few games and binge watch series.
I would say I enjoy the simple things in life such as a good cup of coffee, a scented candle, a nice glass of prosecco etc.
I'm more of the introverted kind but hoping to find some new friends here!
Male or female doesn't matter. Send me a DM if you'd like 😊 please introduce yourself and tell me a little about you! 25+

I bought a house in new construction. They raised the property with several feet of clean fill. Slowly filling out my yard and got a few trees and shrubs.
I'm going to dig out the holes for the trees pretty large and am planning to amend with some generic soil amendment from the big box store for 'trees and shrubs' for the weeping cherry, gingko and Wilsonii olive tree. I'm also probably renting a post hole auger to drill down about 2 feet deeper than the main hole because the soil is hard packed. The pond builders needed an SDS hammer to carve out part of our koi pond last summer. That auger will get below the level of what the builder compacted.
Beyond a soil amender for my heavenly bamboo and the few trees listed, I'm putting in a few camellias and a trident maple. Does the trident maple need soil acidfier like the camellias?
Everything is either telling me generic fertilizer, or use acidifier but is also for trees that are already in the ground. Like, fertlize twice a year, but nothing about how to prep really terrible dirt into good tree soil.
I want my new trees to thrive, so do I need to do special things for them beyond the auger for depth and tree/ shrub amend?
All are in 15 gallon pots, none were bare root at any time. I picked smaller trees that just arrived at the nursery a few weeks ago rather than last seasons so hopefully the roots will spread easier.

Ive been working on a fun little game to help test my abilities and i keep running into error after error and well Ive not gotten the patience for debugging and im having issues finding my errors
currently my issue is a indention error on line 21 but i cant find it
here's the code:
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print("Hello, Welcome to Python Cafe")
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name = input("What is Your Name?\n")
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if name == "Levi" or name == "Keith" or name == "" or name == "Gertude" or name =="Nevaeh" or name == "Hope" or name == "Jayden" or name == "Hunter" or name == "Michael" or name == "Jackson" or name == "Nigel" or name == "Ashton" or name == "Spencer" or name == "Kevin" or name == "Courtney Love" or name == "Gwyneth Paltrow":
jerk_status = input("Are you a Jerk?\n")
good_deeds = int(input("How many good deeds have you done?\n"))
if jerk_status == "Yes" and good_deeds < 4:
print("Jerks arent allowed ya filthy animal")
exit()
else:
print("Oh, Your one of the good " + name + "'s " "come on in and place an order")
else:
print("Hello " + name + ", Thank you so much for coming in today \n\n\n")
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menu = "Black Coffee, Latte, Cappuccino, Irish Coffee, Spiced Coffee, Pumpkin Spice Coffee"
if 'Black Coffee, Latte, Cappuccino, Irish Coffee, Spiced Coffee, Pumpkin Spice Coffee'.casefold() in (menu.casefold() for menu in menu):
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print(name + " What Would You Like From our Menu? Here Is what we offer today!" + menu)
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order = input()
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quantity = input("How Many Items Would You Like?\n")
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if order == "Black Coffee":
price = 9.00
elif order == "Latte":
price = 25.00
elif order == "Cappuccino":
price = 300.00
elif order == "Irish Coffee":
price = .50
elif order == "Spcied Coffee":
price = 10.00
elif order == "Pumpkin Spice Coffee":
price = 500.01
else:
print("Sorry " + name + ", We dont carry that item")
price = 0
total = price * int(quantity)
if total >500: print("you dont have money")
print("Thank You. Your Total is: $" + str(total))

Hey everyone,
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I hoped to never find this place, but I need to, just, write.
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My girlfriend of 5 years wants to break up with me. And I'm completely devastated. She's my world, my emotional and mental support, and I saw her as someone that I would grow old with.
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We've known each other for 5,5 years after I crashed her 18th birthday party. After about half a year, we were in love with each other and started our relationship. Those 5 years since have had it's ups and downs. We're both not perfect in any way, but we loved each other for who we are.
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She feels like the female version of myself. We always have our little inside jokes. We both have the same humor, we love being childish with each other (the good way, just playing together). She was perfect. Perfect for me.
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Her parents also welcomed me with open arms, and some did mine her. I felt so at home. She was my peace of mind, and happiness.
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But a few days ago, we got into a talk.
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See, I've been struggling the last 2 years a little with myself. I've had some issues and she helped me push through. Sadly, over the years, I got less and less confident, which is something that was noticed of course.
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It initially started with less sex, which was a bummer as I was still very much interested. This was something that was sad to me, but I accepted it as I still love her immensely, even if we would have less sex.
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But a few days ago, I told her I was not too comfortable with how close she was growing to one of my friends. Looking back, this may just be a manifestation of my unconfident self. I love both those people to death, and they have always been friends. There probably was nothing to worry about.
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Nevertheless, I did end up telling her, and she was taken aback a bit. I told her I'm not blaming her, I just wanted to tell her how I felt.
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Fast forward 2 days, and me and my girlfriend were going to get a cup of coffee. Coincidentally, me friends were also close, so they joined her. I was still in the gym and joined them later, but when I arrived, it was just the two of them.
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This kind of pissed me off and while my girlfriend greeted me with her typical enthusiasm, I was a little cold.
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On the way back, we talked about it, and things spiralled from there. ( I know this is not the case, but I hate myself for treating her so cold when she was so happy to see me again)
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We were talking about my mental health, hers, and how things were going between us.
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See, we severely lack communication. We are so good together, have so much fun, laugh always, but we don't really talk about important, underlying feelings.
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And that's something that obviously bothered her. And me. We talked and she says she had this feeling for a while and that she feels done. Empty. And that she doesn't know if she wants to continue with me anymore.
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We've had a serious and emotional talk 4 months earlier as well, but then something important happened that took precedent and we never really revisited it.
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After that heavy talk, she went to her parents and I to mine. We live together and both needed some time to let things sink in.
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We met today again, and she was very adamant on breaking up. She got to our apartment with the intent of actually breaking up.
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I told her several things that I believe in my heart. I think it's a waste if we break up now, right on the edge of discovering something that's been holding us back for so long. I want to give it an honest, 100% try to talk and communicate the way we should. And see how that goes.
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She didn't feel that way and wanted to break off our 5 years together.
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As much as I love my girlfriend, if she has her mind set on something, she rarely backs down. And I fear that this situation is the result of many months of not talking about things, keeping it to herself, and letting it grow out of control.
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I did say something that made her reconsider, and now we're meeting up in 3 days (taking a break from each other) to see if she wants to give it an honest go. It's going to be a yes or no, make or break talk.
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I'm dreading it. I'm fearing the worst. I honestly cannot imagine a life without this wonderful person.
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Yes we've had our issues. I feel like she has the need to reinvent herself every 12-18 months. And the first thing to go is typically me. We've had a similar scenario about 2 years into our relationship, when things started to get real between us.
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I asked her if she wanted to not be with me, or if she's scared about how real things were getting between us. It ended up being the latter and we continued for many good years.
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It's so difficult. We clearly love and care about each other so much. I can see the pain in her eyes, and I feel mine.
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I absolutely broke down when she put my crying head between her 2 hands, looked me in the eye, and told me just how much she cares about me and loves me. Regardless of what's going to happen between us.
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She also mentioned that she just doesn't see a future with me anymore. She says we have different goals in life, which ultimately is true, but only to an extent. We both want to achieve things, and the most important things line up. We both want to travel, do good things and be successful, both health-wise and financial.
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Most things line up, with just a few differences here and there. She's much more extrovert than me, and I' much more of an introvert.
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It hurts so much. This was the woman I wanted to see as the mother of my children, my wife, my companion.
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And it all came so sudden. We just started living together (7 months now), and literally this week we've been talking about trips to Rome, Thailand, and many other plans for the coming years.
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The morning of our first talk, we woke up so happy next to each other. She did her thing, woke up early and worked out. I waited for her to come home and we'd have breakfast together. Planned what we would eat this week, made lunch together, starting watching our series we've been seeing (singing along with the intro in our stupid fantastic way), and it all seemed to.... good.
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Then that afternoon, we nearly broke up.
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I'm dreading the next 3 days and our next meetup. This is a person I just do not feel ready to lose. She's the most important person in my life. I cannot imagine waking up and not having her beside me. Giving me her loving goodmorning kiss. Taking our walks together. I'm just devastated.
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She is my first girlfriend, and it seemed like my only. And now I'm here, crying every minute of the day, thinking of losing her. My heart breaks of the thought of deleting our pictures together, not talking with her. I also just cannot live in our apartment anymore. This was where we would start our life together. She was the main driver behind living together as well.
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I used to life with 2 friends. She's also good friends with them, so it's not an option to live with them again. It just all feels so unfair.
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I'm at a loss. I'm devastated, and most of all, I'm so, so scared to lose her.
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I mainly wanted to share my story. I have skipped over some important events, and probably worded some things wrong. But she's my everything, and I'm about to lose her.

Hi guy's, I guess this is what is going on with me.

1. Psychotic break that got me diagnosed with Schizotypal, PTSD, and bipolar.-13 day stay at the good ol mental hospital.
2. I wrote a story trying to explain how my psychotic break started. It is unfinished bc it brings me back. So at this point in time I have left it alone.
3. At this point I believe I am being given messages by god in an attempt to save my soul from the devil. I understand this could be delusional ideas of reference and I understand I have a long way to go before I can identify what is real and what is not.
4. You are not suffering alone, there is a light at the end of our tunnel for sure. I think if one person here can find a way then we all can. Happiness is attainable and I will relentlessly pursue it.
5. I know how wild the below story is. But as you know it was real af to me.

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I realized I was beaten when my mom gave me my 2nd dose of drugged food.
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*Note*-Last chapter-The man behind the curtain is revealed. It is me. (alternate story and endings for each Cartel, Illuminati(west coast and east coast)-One side is evil, the other good(wutang)., CIA, Then the best one imo-The church
vs the devil.
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What a way to start the new year lol. It was on Jan 1st that all of this spiraled out of control. It all started when I was working at amazon in clay NY. I woke up one day and saw a shit ton of cops. I was growing at the time, an illegal amount of cannabis that would have landed me a felony. So knowing this I shit my pants and ran down the stairs to see what was happening. Am I getting raided or is it just some regular molly whopping bullshit going on outside? We installed a large number of security cameras due to the molly whopper problem. Anything that wasn't tied down would come up missing, not after the cameras lol. I get my coffee as two cops knock on my door. I answer and 

they let me know that a crime was committed by some kids and that they would like the videos if my camera caught it. I thought to myself, some kids.....no big deal at all. SURE I said as I ran upstairs to get my laptop while trying to keep my tents out of view. I return and both I and the two cops sit in the kitchen until I can get the videos emailed to them. They leave and I think that is the end of that. WROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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(insert the fact that you bought weapons, signs and didn't sleep hardly at all) 

I go to amazon about a week later and find out that the people that committed the crime in front of my house work with me. Aren't I the lucky one? Malachi(one of the assailants) was kind enough to come to the conveyor belt and leaned over and let me know that it was him and his friends. And that both he and his friends that committed the crime will be coming back to get my grow(how the hell do they know about my grow I think?). I mean mugged him and we both continued about our day. Due to me having headphones in it took me a while to put together exactly what he said. But when I did put it together, I immediately started taking all the necessary precautions to prevent a home invasion,. Such as securing all entrances and placing weapons all around the house. Identifying all routes in and out and covering them with cameras and traps if needed. Not my first rodeo(ptsd like a mfa from the first). This time was different though due to me at the time living with my sick parents. I planned on defense only and coached them on what to do in the worse case.
(RAW DATA ELABORATE on the amazon story-For example all of the people you identified and all of the tatoos that they shared. A large orginazation was identified but at the time I did not know they were after me. Later I found out they
were using the night staff at amazon warehouses to distribute their products around the globe. In 30 mins or less lol.)
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With my home secured my mind was at ease. On my next scheduled day at amazon, I learned that my manager Caroline was working with/for Malachi. I learned this by her repeatedly placing me next to Malachi and Mike(Malachi's friend). This continued for about two weeks and I saw exactly who was playing for the Malachi's team. It turned out to be a large number of people. I identified they were a group by the matching tattoos they displayed. They had people working as janitors, and in every station and position in amazon. I am talking all the way from janitors to the managers. At least a good 10+ at amazon working to make my life hell there. One time while next to Malachi and Mike at the beginning of this. I lost my temper, pretty badly. I have a mental health issue with my anger(just learned), which caused me to say a bunch of stuff in retaliation to Malachi. This caused Malachi 

to make a phone call while shaking his head in sadness. That phone call was to someone important. Because ever since Malachi made that call my life changed for the worse. Like way worse.
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After both myself and Malachi were done talking shit to each other. He(malachi) let me know how much power he could get on short notice. I woke up to smoke my normal morning joint and saw Angel(from amazon), Mike, and Malachi walking around my house(in the street). Later that day I would say about ten to 15 cars made an appearance to let me know they meant business. I just sat there and smoked my joints and cataloged all of his personnel. I knew at that point I was in over my head and made a mistake in feeding into Malachi's anger. I called everyone I knew, which was two whole people(lol) and told them to stand down and not do anything to Malachi if they saw him. I also tried my best to de-escalate to the best of my ability while working at amazon. That however just seemed to make them madder. One night Caroline came up to me and asked me to go work next to people who were trying to kill me, which at that point was normal. Once I realized this I had a realization that this was wrong and should be addressed. I was experiencing retaliation for reporting a crime and it was being perpetuated by my employer(I was thinking in my head Lawsuit lol). Then Angel started going ham on me. I let my management know that they needed to do something(they did nothing). Then I let Angel know the only reason they were mad was the video I gave to the cops, and that I was not a threat to him. I also reiterated to him that he had to touch me for me to be able to defend myself. I left that 

day and made a report to the amazon ethics board on what had happened there. I quit and called the cop I gave the video to for advice and to let him know I was prepared if it goes further. I let him know I would fight to the death for the safety of my mother and father. Which was now in danger due to Malachi and the organization he is with. He agreed with me and told me to protect my family.
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I was out of work for a couple of weeks and everything seemed to simmer down. All the cars and people that were patrolling daily seemed to stop. During my off time I was able to do a bunch of research on Malachi, Angel and Mike and I learned that they were tied to a local car dealership in fulton. I researched the car dealership and found out that they were from the Bronx and were affiliated with the Cartel. I found this out through facebook and instagram. Malachi was kind enough to throw up gang signs in his instagram posts that I was able to check on google. I battened down the hatched as much as I could. But I knew that my family was now in grave danger due to me losing my temper. They are good people and I had no intention of letting them pay the cost for my action. So I came up with an Idea. I would enter into the legal weed business by going to a multistate operator for a job. Through different research I learned that heavy cartel money has flowed into these multistate cannabis businesses. I was hopeful that I could find an ear from the cartel by applying for a job at my local out of state cannabis company called Acerage holdings. It didn't take me that much time and I landed a job for a company called acerage holdings which grows medical weed. On my first week there a co-worker named Isaiah was talking about my ethics report that I made to amazon to another employee. Lucky me, I believe I found the ear I was looking for. It turned out that he was part of Malachi's group. I worked with a small number of people at acerage holdings and I am positive that most people working there were very aware of who I was and who Malachi was. And that I was not well-liked at all, meaning malachi's influence reached there as well.I stayed to myself to the highest extent possible and just soaked up the comments like a sponge with no responses from me at all. My intent was to gather as much intel as I possibly could and identify an opportunity for a line of communication with the leadership of the Cartel. This would be hard to do. The business that I was working for was designed as part of their legal operations(It didn’t take much google to figure that out). 

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I would go into work everyday at Acerage and people would be openly talking about my situation. One guy was joking around while we were harvesting some weed that I should put in the wood chipper. I saw he had a bunch of tattoos so I figured what are the chances he has a similar tatoo. I moved over to work with him and to my surprise he has the same tattoo as Angel. I engage in conversation and maintain my cover to gather data and identify a line of communication so I could plead my case. A worker named Tony came into our area that day and he was loose enough to say don’t trust the security because they are the cartel. I think to myself, welp that guy ain't a cartel but security seems to be my point of access to the top. Later that day I was oddly issued my badge which seemed rather thick. Me being my paranoid self began to read all of the literature that i was given when I first got the job. In fine print I read that the company has the right but not the duty to monitor your phone or other device to make sure intellectual property is not stolen. That day I immediately started talking about how the FBI got a guy at my last job for the same thing. And that I planned on using their practices for a business that I wanted to start. Needless to say I believe they would be listening on my phone for more crumbs to try to start a case.
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I woke the next day and began to plead my case while in my truck alone. I apologized and claimed responsibility for my actions. And that I would accept any punishment as long as it was me and only me. I clocked into work that morning and oddly enough my coworkers that I had befriended seemed very sad. Almost like something was going to happen to me. I armed myself with trim scissors and was ready for the worst knowing that my message had most likely reached its mark. I was scared and happy at the same time. I was afraid because I thought I was about to die but I was happy because I thought I had brokered the safety of my family successfully. Stressfully I finished my day and luckily nothing happened. So I went home.
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To relieve stress I started to work on some different hobbies. One of those hobbies was music. I got to the point where I had two songs written (rough copies), and I was sampling tracks and beats to put my lyrics to. While doing this, I realized that I got hacked. There were two recurring options that kept popping up on my youtube. Two live streams with people rapping, one was the west coast rap channel and one was the east coast rap channel. I had my headset with a mic and I was putting
my lyrics to their beats when they answered me and started conversing with me. They told me they wanted my music and that I had to make a choice. I told them I was not ready to make a choice and I kept switching between the two while listening to their music and then them listening to my music(it was dope af-they were freestyling a lot-me not so much but what I did do was dope af). Then I garnered attention from both sides with a proposal. I explained how darkness and corruption have taken over and now evil sits atop the societal pyramid controlling everything and everyone. I explained how words have power, especially through music to change negative energy to positive. A good example of this is
waking up in a horrible mood and then putting on a good song and magically your mood changes from negative to positive. I proposed to use that to address issues that plague communities across the U.S. My proposal was to use 300 artists,150 from one side and 150 from the other. My song would be used as the prime example(leaders lead by example). 1 person comes up with lyrics and each of the 300 make those lyrics their own(own beats/cadence) and release a song on the same day. So with one song 300 versions will be thrown out in the local dialect to address the issue simultaneously all across the U.S. Long story short it would have a great chance of changing the current negative state of the world into a positive one. By delivering a hot beef injection of positivity into this negative landscape we have found ourselves in. Everyone agreed with me and I ended the night by DJing a few songs and then calling it a night. Before I go people from both sides start making me offers to join their side and that they would pay me and this and that. I thought this was a dream but here these dudes were offering me whatever I wanted to hop on their side. I told them no offense but That I had to think about it. I understood I was a great talent and that I did not want to make a bad deal. I thought I would sleep it over and then let everyone know my choice after work the following day. So I called it a night.
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The next day I went to work and it was a holiday so we would only be working until 11am that
day.My boss Shmalex(name changed to protect identity lol). Told me to come talk to him after we were done with work that day. I immediately put it together that not only did I gain the attention of the Cartel but I was under close watch from the FBI due to me recently buying weapons and talking about my hustling openly. I told him ok and continued with my coworker Rob to complete our task that day which consisted of picking leaves off plants. While On break I was talking with Rob after my cigarette and he was showing me his fishing gear and trying to plan a fishing trip later on. I agreed that it would be fun and then we went back into work. About an hour after we got back into work Rob dipped out to make a call. He came back in and then about ten mins later Cody came in and told us we were done for the day and that we could leave. While I was cleaning up, the robber walked up behind me and whispered I’m sorry. I didn’t even say anything because I thought he was joking. Spoiler alert he was not joking.
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I left work that day and I was super pumped knowing that I would soon be able to solve all my money problems by choosing which side to sign with. On the ride home I kept thinking how I got in the situation that I did and why I started making music. And then it hit me, Malachi, the same person who had put me in this dangerous situation was the reason why I was about to be successful and safe most of all. I thought that both sides had my back and were upset with the Cartel coming into the U.S. and just claiming territory like that. So I was no longer concerned for either My or my family's safety anymore, which was like ten tons being lifted off of my shoulders. On the ride home I started rapping and loudly yelling that I loved this shit and would take care of everyone with money. Especially Malachi and his family as a token of friendship and a hope for forgiveness.
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I get home and I see that my parents have bought pizza. I think dope af and grab some and head upstairs. So I finally made my choice to join West coast records to be in the nice weather. I let both sides know that I planned to go to the west coast and told each that I would only go if I could collaborate with both sides. Notbe limited. I told them to show up at 8 am the next morning with two million in a bag. I was communicating with them verbally through the computer and with notes written on notebooks that I was showing my mirror. They told me they had me on watch from that location, and confirmed it by giving me details that only a camera in the mirror would capture. I went to bed that night with the idea that I was going to change the world. I was able to talk to both sides and luckily they were with me in changing things for the better. I went to bed oddly knowing that I just made a work-together truce between the crips and bloods. Good night's rest would be an understatement. I slept like a fucking baby. However, I woke up mad af boy lol.
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8 am comes and goes and no one shows up lol. At this point I am unsure if I got hacked by Malachi, actually am about to start the 300, or am being trolled by the govt.... so many possibilities at this point lmao. So I don't go to the computer until the afternoon. Then things kinda get pretty crazy, but not as crazy as it will get..... I hop on the computer and hop on the west coast live stream. They start rapping about how they are going to torture me and kill my family and friends(someone on there said they were in jail and mad af at me). I see an Eminem video pop up on the screen and click on it. It is Eminem and he is rapping live about me and he kept giving me the shhhhh with the finger thing when I went to talk. He was saying that he was going to lock me up and not let me out and a whole bunch of shit. I closed my computer and just went and laid down and thought about the situation that I found myself in. I knew they had cameras on me in my house and in my truck(they told me how much gas I had!). I just laid there and thought about the situation, 1. Am I crazy...no 2. Am I hacked....yes 3. How do I save my family? idk yet 4. Am I beat beyond belief? yes. The criminal organization that Malachi was with(some cartel) was using amazon prime to deliver their product across the U.S., they knew I knew this and I know they wanted me dead so that is the opponent I was planning against it. Now looking back it could have been the FBI(I am loose so could have been watched), Cartel-the most likely, West or east coast rappers... so fucked lol. So I planned to wait it out to protect my family and engage if needed. This meant I always had to have weapons on to carry that plan out(pain in the ass(prison pocket)). 

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I hopped up from my bed and went downstairs to eat a fish dinner that my mom had picked up. They were hurting for money and I was helping them out financially for months before that. Suddenly it clicked. The night before they bought 4 pizzas. Then tonight they bought fish dinners,.....WAIT. Where did they get the money to order out twice in a week, so so out of the ordinary? I recognized this and went upstairs with the fish dinner trying to think why they would order out two days in a row. I hop on my computer and start to eat dinner. I start listening to a 90s hip-hop live track and the dude who said he was in jail starts talking. Lets me know it cost 100k to get my mom on his side and that the food I was eating was drugged, and when I go downstairs my mom will make a fake police report on me to get me to jail. I stop eating the fish and go downstairs and just try talking to my mom to disprove what I just heard. 

She looked at me and immediately started to make a scene. She told me to "calm down and go to sleep or she'll have to call someone". I deescalate, throw out the dinner and then head upstairs. My brain starts working overtime in attempting to solve the situation. My playlists keep changing on my laptop so I start clicking on the top choice every time it changes. I finally realized that another party was communicating with me that was different from the previous ones(Anonymous). They altered songs in the top choices to deliver a subliminal message. I can’t describe how the words would jump out at me but I was able to gather the message after playing about 5 songs. They wanted me to go to a mental facility for safety for both me and my family. I didn’t know why, but I had no options at that point so I had to trust them.

 It was my job to decode that message in the limited amount of time that I had. I spent about an hour listening and grabbing applicable information from the slightly changed songs. I felt myself at a loss trying to find the subliminal path laid out. A gospel live stream popped up on my laptop and there was a different group that wanted me to sing with them(The church). The song was hallelujah. About halfway through the song I had a religious epiphany. I blacked out for a couple of seconds, and came to singing the song hallelujah while holding my arms out toward my mirror in a hugging motion. The people in the gospel livestream were rejoicing loudly and I heard someone say it's him. I immediately knew they thought I was the second coming and I dropped to my knees to denounce that. 

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I took my notebook and started writing in my notebook a message. It said me for my family. I looked at the shotgun on my floor for a brief moment. But that was not an option due to my upbringing and marine background. The path became clear when I mentally snapped. They had accepted my deal, me for my family. I briefly looked at my shotgun and then headed downstairs to tell
My parents that Ineeded to go to a mental hospital to meet anonymous. I went outside to wait and my mom went and made a phone call that took about ten minutes. I don't know who she was talking to but when she came out I knew we were good because the cops didn't show up. And then off we went, I played the part quite well on the ride I remember. I told my parents I loved them and then after listening to faded with a stranger one last time, I went in to accept my fate. I asked for one last cigarette and my dad gave me a half a one that tasted quite odd.
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A lady came in once I was laying in the hospital bed to "take blood" and give me something to sleep. I thought this was the end but it was not. I woke up the next day and could have sworn my mom said the doctor wanted to see me. I told her I was still tired and rolled over and went back to bed. Then when I woke up they brought me into a room with a security guard posted up right near me. My mom told me they were going to move me to come after I eat. Then they moved me to omh. I checked in and now this is where things get crazy. However, the memories are still very blurry 

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I was given a mask, and I swear it felt like I had my memory wiped about 5 minutes after putting it on. I enjoyed it quite a lot. I was under the impression that I would die (I was very surprised I woke up). I went into the mental hospital and I went through the check-in process for entering into inpatient(explain in detail the process of checking in). It was pretty demeaning to say the least. I thought I would make contact with the resistance or whoever gave me the subliminal messages to go to the mental hospital. But that did not happen. I thought to myself, Why would the security guard drug me if I am in a safe place? I immediately knew I was in grave danger and that I had to be on guard at all times. I was shown my room and I introduced myself to my roommate bob. (I would later come to find out that bob was a former marine). My head was really really messed up from the medication that they had given me. I chilled in my room for a while and finally went out to walk up and down the hallways to attempt to identify any possible way out. I needed that information later to break out if needed. I identified a weak link in the armor. It consisted of one door that would get me access to one side and a fence that once jumped would lead me to the running part. I started walking up and down the halls and I noticed a woman that was also doing the same thing. I couldn't help but overhear what she was saying. And to my surprise, she referenced the situation that I had found myself in. She sat down and I sat down next to her. She leaned in and told me that they were going to kill me and skin 

me alive. And she just started maniacally laughing. I knew I was in a facility run by the organization after me. I sat there and then it came to me. Don't feed into it gather as much intel as possible and plot your next chess move carefully. So I fucking laughed with her and we began to laugh together. I made small talk and then I went into the cafeteria to grab some water(which I usually drank a ton of). I grabbed a glass and I shit you not it was like it had corn syrup in it. It was water but THICK. I had no choice so I drank the liquid. It was my only source of water and at this point in my information gathering, I dared not bring up any intel that I was finding out about.
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I saw a couple of people in the cafeteria and decided to make small talk. I met a female named Angel and another female named Haley. They seemed nice enough but I couldn't get it out of my head that something just seemed very very off about this place and the people that I was meeting. They told me about the groups they offer as therapy and told me I should make an appearance. I tried my best to remember but I could not for the life of me and ended up missing it and just roaming the halls. Nighttime was fast approaching so I ducked into a place that they had labeled the quiet room and I was lucky enough to meet a man named Scooba Steve. He introduced himself and made it a point to tell 

me that he was a man of god. I noted this and we continued to make some small talk which consisted of religion. I asked him to say some prayers for me that night and I left him there to read his bible. I later found out he was very devoted to and any bit of free time he had was devoted to reading the bible. They called for nighttime meds so I went to the counter to get mine. They gave me a sleeping pill and an antipsychotic and then to my surprise they gave me a nicotine lozenge. I was extremely happy about this due to fiending for some good ol' nicotine. I planned on staying up all night which I did. I needed to see exactly how many staff they had and if they were involved in this or if they were legit(spoiler alert, they were not).
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In the hallways there were nooks where you could sit down and admire the artwork. I posted up in one of those nooks near my room and just kept an eye on everyone that night. Nothing happened, but i did notice that the security guard makes one pass a night. If I needed to get out I could easily use him as a plan b so I noted that in my playbook and in my spare time fashioned me a toothbrush shank. 

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I hoped to never find this place, but I need to, just, write.
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My girlfriend of 5 years wants to break up with me. And I'm completely devastated. She's my world, my emotional and mental support, and I saw her as someone that I would grow old with.
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We've known each other for 5,5 years after I crashed her 18th birthday party. After about half a year, we were in love with each other and started our relationship. Those 5 years since have had it's ups and downs. We're both not perfect in any way, but we loved each other for who we are.
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She feels like the female version of myself. We always have our little inside jokes. We both have the same humor, we love being childish with each other (the good way, just playing together). She was perfect. Perfect for me.
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Her parents also welcomed me with open arms, and some did mine her. I felt so at home. She was my peace of mind, and happiness.
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But a few days ago, we got into a talk.
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See, I've been struggling the last 2 years a little with myself. I've had some issues and she helped me push through. Sadly, over the years, I got less and less confident, which is something that was noticed of course.
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It initially started with less sex, which was a bummer as I was still very much interested. This was something that was sad to me, but I accepted it as I still love her immensely, even if we would have less sex.
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But a few days ago, I told her I was not too comfortable with how close she was growing to one of my friends. Looking back, this may just be a manifestation of my unconfident self. I love both those people to death, and they have always been friends. There probably was nothing to worry about.
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Nevertheless, I did end up telling her, and she was taken aback a bit. I told her I'm not blaming her, I just wanted to tell her how I felt.
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Fast forward 2 days, and me and my girlfriend were going to get a cup of coffee. Coincidentally, me friends were also close, so they joined her. I was still in the gym and joined them later, but when I arrived, it was just the two of them.
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This kind of pissed me off and while my girlfriend greeted me with her typical enthusiasm, I was a little cold.
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On the way back, we talked about it, and things spiralled from there. ( I know this is not the case, but I hate myself for treating her so cold when she was so happy to see me again)
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We were talking about my mental health, hers, and how things were going between us.
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See, we severely lack communication. We are so good together, have so much fun, laugh always, but we don't really talk about important, underlying feelings.
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And that's something that obviously bothered her. And me. We talked and she says she had this feeling for a while and that she feels done. Empty. And that she doesn't know if she wants to continue with me anymore.
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We've had a serious and emotional talk 4 months earlier as well, but then something important happened that took precedent and we never really revisited it.
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After that heavy talk, she went to her parents and I to mine. We live together and both needed some time to let things sink in.
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We met today again, and she was very adamant on breaking up. She got to our apartment with the intent of actually breaking up.
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I told her several things that I believe in my heart. I think it's a waste if we break up now, right on the edge of discovering something that's been holding us back for so long. I want to give it an honest, 100% try to talk and communicate the way we should. And see how that goes.
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She didn't feel that way and wanted to break off our 5 years together.
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As much as I love my girlfriend, if she has her mind set on something, she rarely backs down. And I fear that this situation is the result of many months of not talking about things, keeping it to herself, and letting it grow out of control.
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I did say something that made her reconsider, and now we're meeting up in 3 days (taking a break from each other) to see if she wants to give it an honest go. It's going to be a yes or no, make or break talk.
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I'm dreading it. I'm fearing the worst. I honestly cannot imagine a life without this wonderful person.
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Yes we've had our issues. I feel like she has the need to reinvent herself every 12-18 months. And the first thing to go is typically me. We've had a similar scenario about 2 years into our relationship, when things started to get real between us.
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I asked her if she wanted to not be with me, or if she's scared about how real things were getting between us. It ended up being the latter and we continued for many good years.
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It's so difficult. We clearly love and care about each other so much. I can see the pain in her eyes, and I feel mine.
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I absolutely broke down when she put my crying head between her 2 hands, looked me in the eye, and told me just how much she cares about me and loves me. Regardless of what's going to happen between us.
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She also mentioned that she just doesn't see a future with me anymore. She says we have different goals in life, which ultimately is true, but only to an extent. We both want to achieve things, and the most important things line up. We both want to travel, do good things and be successful, both health-wise and financial.
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Most things line up, with just a few differences here and there. She's much more extrovert than me, and I' much more of an introvert.
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It hurts so much. This was the woman I wanted to see as the mother of my children, my wife, my companion.
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And it all came so sudden. We just started living together (7 months now), and literally this week we've been talking about trips to Rome, Thailand, and many other plans for the coming years.
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The morning of our first talk, we woke up so happy next to each other. She did her thing, woke up early and worked out. I waited for her to come home and we'd have breakfast together. Planned what we would eat this week, made lunch together, starting watching our series we've been seeing (singing along with the intro in our stupid fantastic way), and it all seemed to.... good.
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Then that afternoon, we nearly broke up.
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I'm dreading the next 3 days and our next meetup. This is a person I just do not feel ready to lose. She's the most important person in my life. I cannot imagine waking up and not having her beside me. Giving me her loving goodmorning kiss. Taking our walks together. I'm just devastated.
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She is my first girlfriend, and it seemed like my only. And now I'm here, crying every minute of the day, thinking of losing her. My heart breaks of the thought of deleting our pictures together, not talking with her. I also just cannot live in our apartment anymore. This was where we would start our life together. She was the main driver behind living together as well.
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I used to life with 2 friends. She's also good friends with them, so it's not an option to live with them again. It just all feels so unfair.
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I'm at a loss. I'm devastated, and most of all, I'm so, so scared to lose her.
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I mainly wanted to share my story. I have skipped over some important events, and probably worded some things wrong. But she's my everything, and I'm about to lose her.

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THE SINS OF OUR FATHERS - A DDMA WHAT-IF? STORY
Chapter 3: The Truth
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\November 7th, 2017. Salvato High School, around 11:15 AM.\**
In terms of coming up with incredible art, and figuring out great ideas to put on paper, Itsuki Mirai was one of the best. Even as a child, he was always eager to grab a piece of paper and some crayons, and go to town with it. And as he grew older and older, his affinity and skill in the craft grew as well. By High School, it was clear the boy had a bright future with the art world if he kept this up.
However, even those with incredible talent can have moments where those great ideas and skills aren’t up to snuff. Maybe it’s because they’re feeling sick, or that what they’re working on isn’t giving them that same passion and drive as other projects they’ve done before. And in Itsuki’s current case, it was due to being distracted by the thoughts in his mind.
Granted, he tried to power through and come up with something as he doodled in his red sketchbook at his desk, set near the back of Mr. Amari’s classroom. He even tried looking around the room for something that might inspire him, like the small fridge at the teacher’s desk, which had some Star Wars stickers on it.
There was also an old record player on a shelf behind Itsuki at the back of the room. Though, he never heard it play a single tune throughout his time in High School, due to it being broken. And when looking back to the front of the room, he took notice of Mr. Amari taking sips of Coffee from his Wild E. Coyote cup while looking over stuff on his computer at his desk.
Honestly, Itsuki always found Amari’s classroom quite comfortable, ever since he first walked in here as a Freshman. In fact, Kiyoshi Amari was almost like the father he never really got, and many of the other students held him in high regard. He was kind, relaxed, and fun to talk with, while also being passionate and fair when it came to his duties as a Math teacher.
Yet…despite all that, Itsuki hasn’t bothered moving the pencil in his right hand across the paper much. Every time he starts to make something, he decides to erase it and start over. It was a tedious and annoying process, and the redhead wasn’t happy with any of it at all. In fact, many of the students could tell he was having a bit of trouble.
So much so that Mr. Amari decided to get out of his desk and walk towards the boy, feeling a bit concerned. And once he gets there, Itsuki looks up at him with a despondent expression on his face. The redhead takes note of the teacher’s brown sweater and blue jeans, alongside his black shoes and the wrist watch on his right hand.
While it’s a common look for him, it definitely shows what Mr. Amari is all about. Professional, but comfortable. Plus, his brown hair that’s starting to turn white due to old age is also eye-catching, alongside his blueish-purple eyes. And his figure is quite skinny as well. Though, he still has a pretty good diet, despite looking like skin and bones sometimes. Regardless, the teacher asks what’s going on with the young Mr. Mirai, hoping to cheer him up a bit.
Amari: “Everything going well today, Mirai?”
Itsuki: “Eh…it’s just one of those days for me…”
Amari: “I getcha. That artist brain of yours can’t always work at 100% efficiency.”
Itsuki: “Mm. I wish it could, but…we don’t always get what we want.”
Noticing Itsuki’s more downcast tone of voice, Amari decides to press a little more about what his student is dealing with.
Amari: “Something tells me it’s a little more than artist block.”
Amari: “Would it be okay if you told me what’s wrong?”
Itsuki: “...Sure. I don’t see why not.”
Setting the pencil down, Itsuki sighs and tells Amari what’s on his mind.
Itsuki: “So, you remember all the crap that’s been going on with me and Natsuki, right?”
Amari: “Indeed. She keeps pushing you away when you get too close and all that?”
Itsuki: “Yes. But she was absent for the Culture Festival, despite how much we needed her for the Poetry Recital in the Literature Club.”
Itsuki: “However, when I tried texting or calling her, she never responded.”
Amari: “Really? Not even during the weekend? Or yesterday?”
Itsuki: “Nope. But I DID see her peeking out the window of the clubroom doors, and confronted her.”
Itsuki: “She said her aunt had a stroke, and that’s what kept her from showing up.”
Itsuki: “Yet…she never told me ANYTHING about having an aunt. So I’m willing to believe that it’s either a subject she kept hidden for a good reason, or it was entirely made up.”
Amari: “Huh…strange…did you call her out at all?”
Itsuki: “No. I could tell she wasn’t feeling too great, and she didn’t want to see everyone else at the time.”
Itsuki: “In fact…she looked like she was…”
Itsuki: “...Afraid of something.”
Itsuki: “And it definitely didn’t look like the fear of loss…”
Itsuki’s suspicion is clearly shown through his facial expression. And while Amari keeps a calm and still look on his face, he’s definitely feeling suspicious about this situation too.
Amari: “Are you certain of your ideas?”
Itsuki: “Well, considering how many times she’s lied to me, I don’t have much reason to NOT believe something is up.”
Itsuki: “I just hope she gives me a clear answer today.”
Amari: “So you’re gonna talk to her? Don’t you think you should give her some time to think about it first?”
Itsuki: “Maybe. But I think she was considering the idea of telling me when I saw her yesterday.”
Itsuki: “Besides, I’m done with her constant dishonesty.”
After those words are spoken, Amari shows a bit of concern on his face. Then, he takes a deep breath, and regains a bit of his composure before speaking.
Amari: “Let me tell you this, Itsuki.”
Amari: “When it comes to confronting your loved ones about their troubles or honesty, it can get quite messy.”
Amari: “One could call it a delicate process. Very easy to make a mistake, if you’re not careful.”
Amari: “Hence, I want you to be mindful of how you go about this.”
Amari: “Just because Natsuki’s someone you care a lot about, and she’s having some issues doesn’t mean she automatically owes you any kind of answer.”
Itsuki: “Sure, but…if my loved ones are having a tough time, then shouldn’t it make sense that I step in and do whatever I can in order to help them?”
Amari: “To an extent, yes. But that doesn’t give you the right to barge into their problems and act like a hero.”
Amari: “Some things can’t be so easily solved with a few kind words. And especially not with punches or kicks.”
Amari: “Though, I will say it’s not good to lie to those you care about. Especially if it’s frequent.”
Amari: “However, depending on what they deal with, they might have some justified reasons for not saying anything.”
Amari: “Like, they fear others might get hurt by it, or do rash things because of it.”
Amari: “And while I know you’re pretty level-headed for the most part, even people like you aren’t unlikely to snap under stress.”
Amari: “So, you can’t be too pushy or too distant. You need a good balance of both to make it work.”
Amari: “But…I’m certain you’ll find a way to make things right at the end.”
Amari: “All I can tell you is good luck, and to keep my advice in mind.”
While Itsuki still doesn’t look too happy, he does seem to be a bit better as he has a small smile on his face.
Itsuki: “I will. Thank you, Amari. I appreciate it.”
Amari: “Don’t mention it. Anything to help a student.”
Amari: “Now, hopefully, you’ll finally be free to draw something cool like always!”
Itsuki: “Heh. Probably not. But here’s hoping.”
Amari chuckles a bit, before heading over to another student in the room, leaving Itsuki to continue his doodling. As he expected, he doesn’t get much done in terms of “Drawing something cool.” But he’s at least able to better think about what’s going on with Natsuki, and how to handle it. In fact, he’s starting to think if he IS being too pushy with this matter.
Granted, he had no plans of letting Natsuki off easy for constantly putting up fronts with him, but at the same time, she must have a good reason for doing so, right? And how WOULD Itsuki react if he found out the truth? It could be so much worse than whatever ideas he has in mind. What if…in order to deal with Natsuki’s problem…he ended up going too far?
Thinking about that heavy thought, Itsuki takes an annoyed sigh, recognizing just how much more complicated this issue is. Luckily, he has plenty of time to figure out how to go about everything. So, for now, he just hopes for the best.
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Events at The Pinhook

• Thu, Mar 30 at 8:00 p.m. - Yolo Karaoke!
• Fri, Mar 31 at 8:00 p.m. - ¡Tumbao! / Akita / Mami’s and the Papis!
• Sat, Apr 1 at 7:00 p.m. - Horizontal Hold / Neill Wyeman / Osowa Tome
• Sat, Apr 1 at 10:00 p.m. - The House Of Coxx Presents: Drag Divinity
• Sat, Apr 1 at 11:55 p.m. - Rent Due Dance Party!!!
• Sun, Apr 2 at 7:00 p.m. - Matty Frank / Debbie The Artist / Jr – LGBTQ Center Benefit!

Improv Comedy at Mettlesome

• Thu-Sat at 8:00 p.m. Romance is Dead: A Sketch Comedy Show About the Darker Side of Romance
• Fri, Mar 31 at 7:00 p.m. The Racket - See indie improv teams from around the Triangle show off their stuff.
• Fri, Mar 31 at 9:00 p.m. Hush Hush - Improv inspired by anonymous secrets from the audience.
• Sat, Apr 1 at 9:00 p.m. House Party - A mix of short-form (similar to Who's Line is it Anyway?) and long-form inspired by an audience interview.
• All shows $8

Events at Motorco Music Hall

• Thu, Mar 30 at 8:00 p.m. - Ryan Montbleau with Bryan Elijah Smith
• Fri, Mar 31 at 8:00 p.m. - The Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band with The Hooten Hallers

Live Music at Blue Note Grill

• Thur, Mar 30 at 7:30 p.m. - Blood Brothers: Mike Zito & Albert Castiglia
• Fri, Mar 31 at 6:00 p.m. - The Duke Street Dogs
• Fri, Mar 31 at 9:15 p.m. - Wiley Fosters Play Foster Wiley
• Sat, Apr 1 at 7:30 p.m. - Armand & Bluesology featuring Carter Minor

Events at Moon Dog Meadery

• Thu, Mar 30 at 6:30 p.m. - 90's Trivia Night with The Durham Library
• Sun, Apr 2 at 7:00 p.m. - Moon Dog Open Mic

Live Music at Sharp 9 Gallery

• Fri, Mar 31 at 8:00 p.m. - Peter Bernstein/Joey Calderazzo Quartet
• Sat, Apr 1 at 2:00 p.m. - Peter Bernstein Masterclass
• Sat, Apr 1 at 8:00 p.m. - Peter Bernstein/Joey Calderazzo Quartet

Events at Arcana

• Thu, Mar 30 - Matt Southern & Kit McKay and Tarot with Virginia
• Fri, Mar 31 (bar opens at 8 p.m.) - Andrew Kasab and Tarot with Virginia
• Sat, Apr 1 - Bardo Bloom Tarot with Rene
• Sun, Apr 2 - Slow Teeth w/Robert Chamberlain and Tarot with Emily

Events at Rubies on Five Points

• Thu, Mar 30 at 8:00 p.m. - Piedmont with Scivic Rivers
• Fri, Mar 31 at 10:00 p.m. - DJ Bagaceiro Presents: Still Rising – A Tribute To De La Soul
• Sat, Apr 1 at 10:00 p.m. - Renaissance Disko V with DJ Vsprtn Brings You The Fifth Edition Of Disko

Events at The Fruit

• Thu, Mar 30 at 8:00 p.m. - Below Decks: Isabel Essence / Acfx 969 / K Ward / Miss Ashley
• Thu, Mar 30 at 8:00 p.m. - Rabbit Foot Puppetry Presents: The Clown Car Rolls On
• Sat, Apr 1 at 9:30 p.m. - Ignition Featuring: Popov (Form Music)
• Sun, Apr 2 at 12 p.m. - The Fruit Flea: Monthly Flea Market

Ira Knight Presents From Myth To Man: Martin Luther King, An Interpretation at Walltown Children's Theatre

• An audience talkback with actor and playwright will follow each performance. This original one-man play is currently touring colleges and universities in the United States.
• Fri, Mar 31 at 7:00 p.m. and Sat, Apr 1 at 2 p.m.
• $22

NCCU Dance Repertory Spring Concert at NCCU University Theatre

• The Department of Theatre will present its annual Spring Dance Concert.
• Sat, Apr 1 at 8:00 p.m.
• Sun, Apr 2 at 3:00 p.m.
• $10

Thursday, Mar 30

Relay Relay at Boxyard RTP

• Relay Relay is the feel good, free-spirited indie pop group led by the husband and wife songwriting team of Hannah and Jamie Rowen. Their music blends retro soundscapes into a uniquely modern sound with powerful vocal melodies, vibey guitar riffs, dreamy synth tones and rich harmonies woven together with a strong pop sensibility.
• 5:00 p.m. - 8:00 p.m.
• Free admission

Vinyl Night with DJ Deckades at Gizmo Brew Works

• Enjoy fresh vibes on the patio with DJ Deckades. Bring your own vinyl to share or just listen to what the DJ is spinning.
• 6:00 p.m. - 9:00 p.m.
• Free admission

Boulders & Brews Meetup at Triangle Rock Club - Durham

• Show up and climb at TRC Durham, then head over to Hi-Wire for some brews. Don't worry if it's your first time or haven't bouldered before; everyone's welcome.
• Your first visit to the gym with the Meetup includes free admission and gear rental, and subsequent visits with the meetup are $15 and include harness rental (outside of meetups, day pass rates of $19 apply and do not include rentals).
• 6:30 p.m. - 8:30 p.m.

Al Strong Presents Jazz on the Roof at The Durham Hotel

• The Durham is excited to bring back “Al Strong Presents.” A favorite rooftop event, it’s back by popular demand! Join us for live jazz music on the Roof overlooking downtown Durham.
• 7:00 p.m. - 9:30 p.m.
• Free admission, but space is limited

Live Music in the Taproom at The Glass Jug Beer Lab - Downtown Durham

• Glass Jug offers local live music EVERY Thursday in their Downtown Durham taproom.
• 7:00 p.m. - 10:00 p.m.
• Free admission

Trivia Night w/Big Slow Tom at Clouds Brewing Brightleaf Square

• Join Clouds Durham for Big Slow Tom's Trivia Night, every Thursday. Win some prizes, drink some beer, and show your smarts.
• Enjoy $4 select draft and $5 rotating bartender's choice all night.
• 7:30 p.m.
• Free admission

Friday, Mar 31

Tasting at Ten at Counter Culture Coffee

• Every Friday morning at 10 am, Counter Culture Coffee opens their Training Centers to coffee lovers who want to learn more about Counter Culture Coffee’s high-quality, sustainably sourced menu.
• 10:00 a.m.
• Free, but donations accepted

Carolina BBQ Fest (Dreamville Pop-Up/ Flea Market) at Studio Motif Durham

• The Carolina BBQ Music Festival is an indoooutdoor event curated to highlight North and South Carolina's emerging talent, such as performing and visual artists, brands, small businesses and content creators. Prepare for an action packed performance and networking with over 100's of creatives and like-minded music lovers from all over the Carolina's and the USA.
• 2:00 p.m. - 10:00 p.m.
• $20

Durham Bulls Kickoff Party at CCB Plaza

• Join us at CCB Plaza on game day starting at 3:30 p.m. for music from DJ Piddipat, free popcorn provided by Self Help and cornhole. You also won’t want to miss the special guest appearance from Wool E. Bull himself!
• 3:30 p.m. - 6:00 p.m.
• Free admission

Swing into Spring at the Durham Art Council Truist Gallery

• Join the Durham Art Guild for a night celebrating the arts. It’s their first in-person event since 2019! Enjoy local entertainment, Art experiences, food and drink, and place your bids on fabulous art pieces and items celebrating the best of the Bull City!
• 6:00 p.m. - 9:00 p.m.
• Free admission

Open Mic Stand-Up Comedy at Durty Bull Brewing Company

• This weekly event takes place indoors in the Barrel Room, with seating available for nearly 100 people. There's no better way to unwind after a long week than a night of laughter with Ashley & Ebony. Interested in performing? Please contact Ashley and Ebony.
• 8:00 p.m. - 11:00 p.m.
• 21+
• Free admission

Pub Karaoke at West 94th St Pub

• Hosted by All King Entertainment.
• 10:00 p.m. - 1:00 a.m.
• Free admission

Saturday, Apr 1

parkrun Durham at Southern Boundaries Park

• A free, fun, and friendly weekly 5k community event. Walk, jog, run, volunteer, or spectate. It's up to you!
• 8:00 a.m.
• Free admission

Durham Farmers’ Market at Durham Central Park

• The Durham Farmers’ Market offers locally grown fruits and vegetables, meats, eggs, cut flowers, artisanal cheeses and breads, home-baked pies, honey, handmade chocolates, preserves, local wines, handmade soaps, fresh pasta, and artwork of all sorts!
• 8:00 a.m. - 12:00 p.m.
• Free admission

South Durham Farmers' Market at Greenwood Commons Shopping Center

• The market strives to support new and growing farms and vendors in the greater Durham area, and they are also home to some of the most iconic Durham brands around.
• 8:00 a.m. - 12:00 p.m.
• Free admission

Durham Master Gardener Volunteers Plant Festival at Durham County Cooperative Extension

• Join Durham County Cooperative Extension and other community partners for a fun and educational day. Learn about native plants, composting, beekeeping, bird-friendly habitats, the Durham Library seed library, local community gardens, patio gardening, and MORE. There will be kid-friendly, hands-on exhibits and a story time. While you’re there, learn about the Plant Sale the following week and the first 200 get a free plant.
• 10:00 a.m. - 12:00 p.m.
• Free admission

Art-n-Soul Market at Mystic Farm & Distillery

• Come shop handmade in this special setting. Mystic Farm & Distillery in Durham offers a unique place to gather and enjoy local spirits. The Art-n-Soul Market brings the best local artisans, food trucks and live music out to the farm for bourbon tastings, craft cocktails, food trucks and distinctive gifts you won't find anywhere else. Bring your friends and meet us at the bourbon farm! Dogs welcome.
• 12:00 p.m. - 4:00 p.m.
• Free admission

Crafternoons at Gizmo Brew Works

• Free pint with purchase of craft box. Choose from a variety of craft packages available for all ages.
• 12:00 p.m. - 10:00 p.m.

Sunday, Apr 2

Public Tour at Duke University Chapel

• Learn about the history, architecture, and life of Duke Chapel in this tour. The tour begins at 12:15 p.m., or immediately following the conclusion of the Sunday morning service, and lasts approximately 45 minutes. No reservation is required but if you plan to bring a large group please contact [[email protected]](mailto:[email protected]). Meet the docent on the front steps of the Chapel.
• 12:15 p.m.
• Free admission

Trivia at Navigator Beverage Co.

• Hosted by the Triangle’s Trivia team, Hammered Trivia, gather your team and post up to compete for prizes and enjoy an afternoon of great drinks, great friends, and great games.
• 2:00 p.m. - 4:00 p.m.
• Free admission

Running Art Exhibits

Art Exhibition: 'Marc Chagall and the Bible' at Duke Chapel

• In partnership with Duke Initiatives in Theology and the Arts (DITA), the Chapel is presenting an exhibition of prints of works by the distinguished, modernist artist Marc Chagall. Curated by the art collector Sandra Bowden, the exhibition, Marc Chagall and the Bible, features etchings and lithographs with biblical themes.
• The Chapel is open daily from 10:00 a.m. - 8:00 p.m. but is sometimes closed to the public for private ceremonies
• Runs through March 30
• No tickets or reservations required.

The Textile Art of Debbie Secan in the Great Hall of the Golden Belt Campus

• Debbie Secan fell in love with weaving as a teenager and has worked with woven structures ever since, in the textile industry and as a fine artist. The materials in her work are repurposed for environmental reasons and to exploit the breadth of resources we discard.
• Runs through Mar 31
• Mon-Sat from 10:00 a.m. - 6:00 p.m. Sun from 10:00 a.m. - 5:00 p.m.
• Free admission

The Art of Nicholas Edward at the Building 2 Gallery at Golden Belt Campus

• Derrick Nicholas is the artist behind Nicholas Edward. Originally from Charlotte, North Carolina, he moved to Raleigh in 1995 and has been a Triangle resident ever since. A North Carolina A&T University class of 2008 graduate with a Bachelor’s Degree in Graphic Design, art has been Nicholas’ passion since the age of 6. He loves to express and create through various mediums including pencil, digital, and paint, and finds that each provides a unique and therapeutic satisfaction.
• Runs through Mar 31
• Mon-Sat from 10:00 a.m. - 6:00 p.m. Sun from 10:00 a.m. - 5:00 p.m.
• Free admission

Mi Casa, Your Casa Experience at The Streets at Southpoint

• Designed to look and feel like an inviting home, Mi Casa, Your Casa 2.0 encourages visitors to come together and feel a sense of warmth and community as they step in, swing, and relax in one of the glowing red houses.
• Runs through Apr 2

The Mind’s Eye: Gallery Members Exhibition at 5 Points Gallery

• 5 Points Gallery celebrates cleverness in the Year of the Rabbit with their new exhibit called “The Mind’s Eye”.
• Runs through Apr 15
• Free admission

Damian Stamer Collaborations: New Paintings at Craven Allen Gallery

• Collaborations features both new paintings from Stamer’s continued exploration of home, memory, and place as well as a new body of work created in collaboration with Artificial Intelligence. Instead of his traditional process of using photographs as source material, Stamer used an AI text-to-image generator to compile reference imagery. The resulting oil paintings are visually striking and raise timely questions about our relationship with the digital world.
• Runs through May 6
• Free admission

Beyond the Surface: Collage, Mixed Media and Textile Works from the Collection at the Nasher

• This exhibition includes approximately 40 works, primarily from the Nasher Museum’s collection. With a focus on collage, mixed media and textile works, Beyond the Surface explores how artists bring together disparate materials and ideas to create artworks that engage with all audiences.
• Tue-Fri from 10:00 a.m. - 5:00 p.m. Sun from 12:00 p.m. - 5:00 p.m.
• Runs through May 14
• Free admission

Patrimonio Heritage at John Hope Franklin Center Gallery

• A series of drawing interventions on “Llanchama” (Amazonian tree bark) by Peruvian/American artist Renzo Ortega.
• Mon-Fri from 8:00 a.m. - 6:00 p.m.
• Runs through May 18
• Free admission

Exhibits at 21c Museum Hotel

• Whitney Stanley: We Just Be in the Vault Gallery
• This We Believe in the Main Gallery
• Runs through May 31
• Open 24 hours
• Free admission

Spirit in the Land at the Nasher

• Spirit in the Land is a contemporary art exhibition that examines today’s urgent ecological concerns from a cultural perspective, demonstrating how intricately our identities and natural environments are intertwined. Through their artwork, 30 artists show us how rooted in the earth our most cherished cultural traditions are, how our relationship to land and water shapes us as individuals and communities
• Tue-Fri from 10:00 a.m. - 5:00 p.m. Sun from 12:00 p.m. - 5:00 p.m.
• Runs through Jul 9
• Free admission

Art of Peru at the Nasher

• This gallery features ceramics, textiles, metalwork and carvings produced by ancient cultures across what is known as present-day Peru.
• Tue-Fri from 10:00 a.m. - 5:00 p.m. Sun from 12:00 p.m. - 5:00 p.m.
• Runs through Dec 2
• Free admission

Was asked by a friend of my Aunt to “help” her son and his friend. They got signed to a boutique label with Sony distribution. They are a self contained rap group that does everything themselves and want to continue to mix the songs themselves being that their budget is not the biggest. They told me the label believes more can be gotten out of the mixes if someone else does it, but gave them two weeks to redo them before the label gets someone.
I figured it would be a quick cleanup and told them to come over in the evening after I finished my day. I plug up the young adults’ Mac Mini and they open up a Pro Tools session mix. Sweet Christmas!
There’s 5 and 6 plugins on just about every track/bus. There were 7, count 7, plugins on the master bus. The mix was both wide and restrained at the same time and lacked a solid foundation beyond the 808’s. No depth at all. Small if I had to describe it in one word. Didn’t even want to hit mono.
I asked about their process and reasoning. Basically it was a gathering of techniques they learned from a variety of YouTube videos/courses from prominent engineers. Some from Mix with the Masters. The problem was they were trying to do every single technique from every engineer on one mix. And for no reason other than, I saw “Finneas” do that to 808’s. Parallels and sidechains everywhere. Even if the tracks didn’t need it. I was taught there’s no right or wrong way to get to your envisioned finish line. But you can get knocked off course and never make it to that finish line.
Deactivated all the plugins. The recordings were very good. They had a church choir that was recorded and stacked impeccably. Vocals were good. Done with an Upton 251 through an Aurora gtqc into an Apollo. Without the plugins, the entire song opened up, the foundation returned, and the midrange clarity was much better. We spent the rest of the evening/morning not messing that essence up, while re-mixing the song.
They took the re-mixed session home. I got a text earlier that mix was approved. Hopefully the seven hours of charitable contribution and two cold Voodoo Rangers put them on the right path for the rest of their mixes.

My dear,
I am writing my thoughts out from the porch of my house this late at night, just come from work and I have to wait a few more hours before someone opens the door for me. My body's aching, my breath's getting tight every now and then. No worries, I'm gonna be okay.
At least that's what I wanted to think.
I tried to relax by scrolling on my phone, hoping that sceneries and spotify will soothe my nerves, but first that I see is you. That gentle beaming smile with flowers and trees behind your back. I... just scrolled away thinking that even if I like your picture or not you'll be too busy and preoccupied to even noticed. And I understand.
Honestly, I've been looking back lately. Its been long gone since we properly talked. Or rather, when I began to set my boundaries and limit myself from interacting with you. Last time we talked was after I caught myself visiting the city that was close to your heart. The pine trees, the winter breeze, and that long journey where you can be on earth and clouds at the same time. I told you that it was a pleasant surprise that I would actually go there. You were glad, and we sorta hoped that we will meet again. I honestly thought and hoped that I wont wish really hard to hear you again.
I wanted to tell you so much what my life has been going all those time. I wanted to tell you all my achievements and my fears, I wanted to tell you how its actually funny that I discovered having allergies in Korean Noodles, and how frightening that I developed Asthma just after the year started. I wanted to share everything that I learned, that right now, I am getting a hang of being a functional adult and I can afford all my health needs. But at the same time I feel envious and jealous that you have time to work out and ride a bike while I cant use mine since Im too tired and I dont want to collapse on the street
But my dear, what I want to tell you the most, is that every now and then I gathered the courage to show my affection through hugs and holding hands, all while deep inside I wished that in times likes this I want your hand holding mine, and your arm wrapped tight. And maybe, just maybe I could just walk to you and rest my head just right above your shoulder, letting all my sorrows, fears, and tiredness wore out and be in the safe world that is your embrace.
I... I really dont know what else my soul wanted from you, when I know deep in my thought that it would take a perfect miracle if we ever crossed paths again and continue where we left off. I can feel just how close I am to wish at every saints, to pray in every kind of God, to burn paper incenses and bargain the devil just to have you and hear your comforting words. But I know that destiny wont allow it, and I admit it will be too selfish of me, so I begrugingly but understandibly spent my woes in alcohol, coffee beans, and pornography.
Ah dont make that disappointed look! I'm bloody twenty six, of course I have needs! Don't worry a bit I haven't been too desperate to actually get some martyr to soothe my troubles under the sheets of their bed. My brain hasnt left my head thankfully. Last thing I need is that I get STD which it would be really ironic to me if you thought about it.
But yeah, as much as miss your hand holding mine, I've looked back at your picture and I know that you are living the life that you deserve. You are just few steps closer to achieve everything that your heart sets out. And I know that in your eyes, there's already someone in your heart even though I'll never know who. How couldn't I? Those were the very same gaze that I saw when you asked me. And I have to admit, we are now living in two vastly different worlds; you with flowers, trees, and the blue sea... and me surrounded by buildings, scorching heat, and coffee beans.
I'm not gonna hope that you'll find out all of this, unless you actually a redditor and found out this letter that I made for 55 minutes. Or for a sick joke, someone took a screenshot of this whole thing and post it in every social media account. Anyhow my dear, I apologize for the lonely musings of this fella, and like I always say, if destiny permits, we'll meet again and tell you how my life panned out. I earnestly prayed that I still be strong and breathing when I see you again. At least if that will be the last time we will see each other, at least I can properly say goodbye.
Till then, I wish you all the best, and before I leave, here's what I wish I could have said without fumbling:
Yes, I will be alright.
See you when I see you, my dear.

Hi, All!
Because there are so many new ACNH players posting similar questions each day, I thought I'd put together this "Tips" post as sort of a "go-to" guide.
Ways to maximize getting Bells:

• Find the glowing spot, dig it up, and bury 10,000 bells in the hole EVERY day. Soon you'll have 4 trees in various stages of growth that will give you 30,000 bells every day.
• Pop as many balloons as you can each day. Some will give you ores, some will give furniture or decor items, and some (mainly the yellow ones) will give bells. One yellow balloon will cross your island each day that has 30,000 bells. Sell whatever furniture/decor and ore items you don't want.
• Hit your money rock every day. Will net you 16,100 bells.
• Get your hands on a wet suit as quickly as you can and go diving every day. You can earn a lot of bells catching and selling sea creatures ... and you won't break tools doing it. :)
• Take full advantage of shark season. Not only are the sharks worth a lot of bells, but the bugs that also spawn during shark season are worth the most bells.
• Dig up fossils every day. Donate them to the museum and sell the duplicates. The faster you complete the fossil section of your museum, the faster you'll be able to sell all of the fossils that spawn on your island each day, which can net you up to 24,000 bells a day.
• Gather all of the fruits (apple, cherry, coconut, orange, peach, pear) and vegetables (carrots, pumpkins, sugar cane, tomatoes, wheat) and plant them. Once they mature, you can harvest them every few days and sell the crops. Don't forget to water them each day after harvesting to maximize crop production! You'll also need the crops for food recipes.
• Craft the "hot item" each day and sell it. If you're lucky, the hot item will be the donation box. If you craft it and fill it will bells, you'll double your money for the cost of a few pieces of wood!
• Shake your trees! Not only will you be able to catch 5 wasps and collect their nests each day (another 15,000 bells!), 10 trees will drop 100 bells, and one will drop a furniture item that can be sold if you don't want it. Also, during the fall and winter seasons, the trees will drop acorns, pine cones, and ornaments that can be sold if not needed for crafting.
• Play the stalk market. Not only can you generate a very sizeable profit each week, you'll be working toward completing the "Cornering the Stalk Market" NMT task.

Daily tasks:

• Earn as many NMTs as you can each day by completing the Nook Miles + tasks. Save those NMTs! They're probably one of the most valuable items in the game. You'll need NMTs to find the villagers you want as well as to acquire certain items and recipes obtained through the kiosk in Resident Services.
• You can earn up to 10,000 NMTs every day if you have the DLC pack and the bells to design and re-design your villagers homes each day. Simply changing one design feature in the interior or exterior of a villager's home is enough to earn 1,000 NMTs. It costs 9,000 bells to design a villager's home each time, but if you need NMTs more than Bells, it's a quick way to generate a lot of them.
• Hit all of your rocks every day. Save any gold nuggets the rocks throw out. You'll need as many as you can get your hands on for crafting a number of items. Stockpile at least 120 of each ore. You'll be glad you did later on. :D
• Catch fish/bugs and donate them to the museum. Hold on to what you don't donate and sell them to CJ or Flick when they visit to make more Bells that what you would by selling them to Nooks. Also, Nook Miles + tasks include catching fish/bugs and selling 5,000 Bells worth of items ... sometimes more than once per day ... so you can earn NMTs, work at completing your museum, and earn Bells at the same time by simply catching bugs/fish and donating/selling them! Win-win!!
• Talk to your villagers! Not only will it help improve your friendship with them (which helps those who may be trying to get rid of a specific villager), it increases the chances they'll give you a gift each day, which you can sell.

Designing your island:

• Don't fret over designing and decorating your island.
• Take your time and develop a plan, then work on creating it on your island a little bit at a time.
• When deciding what you want for your island theme, consider what your "happy place(s)" is ... where do you go physically or in your head when you're stressed and needing to "escape" the real world for a little bit of relief? Designing areas on your island that mimic your happy place irl can help make playing a bit more enjoyable than trying to create something out of thin air that you're not familiar with.
• There's no getting around the grind of collecting diy crafting recipes and shopping to acquire the furniture/decor items for decorating your home and island. Just embrace the suck and use it to maximize earning NMTs (crafting, customizing, or buying when it's in your Nook Miles + task list to complete DIY projects, customize items, or spend 5,000 Bells).
• Use terraforming to create cliffs and waterfalls for a vertical background design element along with trees. Use water (rivers/ponds) for side and foreground horizontal design elements.
• Make use of shrubs and flowers as filler.
• Short fences and shrubs can be used to define the front and sides of a small area, while taller fences and trees can be used to define the background of a small area.
• Unless you're going to have a "rainbow" island, pick 2 or 3 colors for your primary palette to use throughout your island. White, black, and brown are considered "neutrals," so "colors" would be pink, blue, purple, orange, yellow, and red. An exception could be the green mums being considered a "neutral."
• If you are going to be successful in completing the fishing tourneys and bug-offs, consider that you'll need quick access to rivers, ponds, oceans, and wide open spaces from your Resident Services for those events. In other words, when terraforming and placing furniture, make sure you don't create obstacles that prevent you from getting to your rivepond/beach and a wide open area quickly (within a couple of seconds).
• Don't forget that music can set the tone of an area on your island. The shell and wood music boxes can be incorporated into an area's design and used to play soft music (so you don't have to listen to the island's background music). There are other music player options if you want more volume.
• If you have the DLC pak, design the exterior of your villagers' homes to fit in with your island theme (i.e., if your theme is "forest core", give your villagers log cabin home exteriors, etc.)
• Choose custom paths that fit with your island theme.
• Cohesiveness is the key to having a truly good looking island ... from paths to fencing to villager home exteriors to furniture/decor.

Other tidbits:

• You can run faster if you press the B button. You can also trample your flowers when you run fast through them! But, they do re-bloom.
• You can swim faster if you press the A button.
• It's better to sneak up on fast moving sea creatures by using your left stick to slowly move in the direction the creature is moving.
• You can do a flip off your dock and flat beach rocks by running (pressing the B button), then pressing the A button just as you reach the end of the dock/rock.
• You can avoid getting stung by wasps by running into a building or a gazebo or opening your airport gates before shaking trees.
• You can have coffee at Brewster's with players visiting your island.
• You can slide by running fast (B button) then changing direction quickly.
• Villager toe beans are the cutest! <3
• When you fly somewhere or another player visits you, look up in the sky after landing and you'll see a white streak across the sky left by the airplane's exhaust.
• There's a 15 day period between the time a new villager moves in and another villager can ask to move out. Also, the last villager who asks to leave can't ask again until another villager has asked to leave.
• Fastest way to get a villager to leave is to: 1) talk to them/give them gifts to increase your friendship with them; 2) time travel one month into the future; 3) look for the villager near their home and resident services and see if they have a thought bubble; 4) if so, talk to them to see if they ask to leave; 5) if not, time travel one day into the future and check again; 6) if the villager still doesn't have a thought bubble, travel back to the current day and repeat steps 1-5.

And, most importantly, HAVE FUN playing!

• Play at your own speed and don't fret if your island doesn't look as "complete" as other players' islands. Keep in mind, it takes time to acquire enough items and resources to decorate an entire island. Many players have been playing since the game's initial release and have put in the time to acquire items and resources. Just know that, if you continue to play each day, you will reach that point as well.
• Take breaks if you're feeling overwhelmed or beginning to feel burned out.
• This game is designed to be played for the long-haul. Even after obtaining all diy recipes, crafting/cataloging every item, having all of the villagers you want move to your island, growing all of the hybrid flowers, and terraforming your island the way you want it, the game is still meant to be enjoyed via daily interaction with your villagers and other NPCs.
• There's lots to be said about enjoying the game with other players. There are a lot of nice people on the acnh sub-reddit who are willing to help others with their game play ... and with whom you could become good friends and share island play.

First/Previous
“Woah!” Jack yelled out as he fell out of bed Luckily he hadn’t been foolish enough to have set Dante up right next to him just in case of any accidents like this.
What stood in front of him holding a tray looked like a collection of rocks, pebbles and dirt vaguely moulded into a humanoid-ish form. Staring at it wide-eyed he levelled his gun at the thing as it slowly motioned to the tea it.had, and began to pour Jack a cup.
“Good morning Jack!” Zayle perked up as they walked in after the hulking thing. “No no no! Please don’t shoot him! He’s really nice and still owes me favours!”
Jack just stared back at the Squa’Kaar with the biggest ‘WTF’ expression on his face, not saying anything as the pile of rubble held out the mug for him to take, which he eventually did after he got the feeling it was staring at him.
“Zayle…” Jack began. “What’s going on?”
“Are you okay halveer?” Zayle asked. “My watcher spirit alerted me that you were starting to awaken so I thought I would make you a hot drink to wake you up! I sent my earth spirit to take it to you while I helped tidy up downstairs with my air spirit!”
“What time is it?” Jack asked with a groan as he got up, taking the mug from the earth spirit and taking a sip and taking care not to flinch from the taste. It was strong and bitter, and it seemed like Zayle had tried to counter that by putting way too much sweetener in it, but there was no way Jack was going to tell them after they were kind enough to go through the effort of making it and bringing it to him.
“It is early morning, I didn’t expect you of all people to awaken for a while yet!” Zayle commented. “Chiyo told me you and Nika probably would be up though. Are you feeling better?”
“Yeah.” Jack lied.
“Oh good!” Zayle perked up. “I hope everyone else does too! Uh…would you like me to get you some clothes to wear?”
“Shit!” Jack cursed as he got to his feet, quickly downing the rest of the drink and putting the mug back on the tray as he quickly went to the pile of clothes on the floor and threw on a thin undershirt and shorts.
“No need to be embarrassed.” Zayle shrugged nonchalantly. “Earth spirits don’t really understand that kind of concept.”
“Uh…” Jack began, staring at the gecko, who scoffed.
“What? I can grow a penis whenever I like, why would I be bothered?” Zayle smiled at Jack with a shrug.
Immediately, Jack spat out the drink still in his mouth in shock, spraying the earth spirit with the milky liquid. If the spirit seemed upset, it didn’t show it.
“What the shit!? Okay, time out.” Jack spoke up after he finished spluttering. “I don’t even know if you’re joking or if you’re serious. That was too much!”
“Sorry!” Zayle covered their mouth to stifle their laugh. “It is true though! My species evolved to do it to deal with population issues but it doesn’t really matter these days. At least it helps with the stupid school uniform policy! Have you ever tried wearing a skirt in a breezy winter? It’s not good!”
“Can’t say I have.” Jack replied with the first genuine chuckle he had in a while. “Is it really that terrible?”
“It’s really bad! My people grew up in warm swamps, but not baking hot like the summers here! That’s when you get horrible chafing with dangly parts! It takes a few months to fully change but usually Rayle and I time it well to match the seasons!”
“Too much information!” Jack snorted with a laugh. “Maybe we can change the topic to where we’ll be heading to pick your stuff up?”
“Sure, but I think Nika might need some help.” Zayle looked to the side, seemingly at nothing. “My watcher spirit is telling me she’s having trouble getting to her feet.”
“Alright, let's not wake anyone up.” Jack decided, looking at Dante with concern. Despite everything that had happened, the ‘dog’ hadn’t woken up from their slumber, and Jack quickly rearranged the blankets so they were better covered, but in a way that allowed everyone to check up on him without disturbing him.
The two headed downstairs, followed awkwardly by the earth spirit with pebbles tapping the wood as it trundled along.
“Morning.” Nika groaned as she stumbled her way to the living room clad in just her sports bra and shorts, her lower half surrounded by some kind of faint smoke that snaked around her legs and tail until she was able to grab a blanket and wrap it around herself. “Thanks for the assist, Zayle.” she sighed as the smoke coalesced and formed a small humanoid shape that stood at attention next to her.
“How are you feeling?” Jack asked the Kizun as Zayle quickly saw another opportunity to be proactively useful in making tea while her spirits awkwardly just stood there.
“Still sore, still stiff.” Nika sighed. “But healing naturally. I won’t let Alora give me a jump start when there could be lives at stake back at the Clan Bharzum compound. We have many friends in medical comas or being put back together for resurrection, and I’ll be damned if I take magical healing over them.”
Jack nodded as he sat on the sofa next to her. “No morning workout for us then?”
Nika rolled her eyes at him. “Careful, I might try a lap around the district even if I have to crawl! I’ve been hurt before but I never get used to just sitting down on the sofa and not doing anything productive. I know many of our friends like to do that and I’m not one to judge but I hate being forced to do nothing else without any choice in the matter.”
“We could find something practical.” Jack considered. “I don’t want to think too hard about homework but the Industrial Vocation bot we were working on was fun!”
“The one with the eight legs you thought up?” Nika grinned. “Yeah we can do that here while the others are still sleeping.”
“I can start making breakfast if you want?” Zayle asked as her earth and air spirits lingered behind her, having not been given tasks to do. “Or if it’s too early I can summon my water spirit to clean the pipes?”
“You should take a break instead and calm down.” Jack smiled. “You’ve done more than enough already and none of us even asked you to! Maybe you can sit down and rest while you tell us about your soon-to-be-ex-landlord instead?”
“The Laird?” Zayle asked. “Paranoid, crazy and power hungry, though nothing like the horrible and powerful enemies I’ve heard you’ve encountered. He wasn’t too terrible in the past but I think ever since his position started to get tenuous he’s been making a bunch of terrible decisions. Originally the security was alright and it was an environment Rayle and I were comfortable with so we stayed there because it was something we could afford while we attended school, but for a while now the dues have kept going up and we get less for it. He’s been bringing in extra thugs that like to try and fine people or intimidate residents into not leaving. That’s why I was hoping to get our things and get out before things get worse!”
“What was your original plan?” Nika asked curiously. “You mentioned before how you and Rayle had it all planned out. Where would you have moved to?”
“We were tempted to sign up to the Red Legion as aspirants. They provide free lodgings and military training after school and we have friends that have already signed up. The benefits are really good if you have magical capabilities, though it does mean we’d be tied to their operations on the Ring. Alternatively Kritch mentioned to Rayle that his family might be in a position soon to accept some tenants! Rayle was really keen on that idea for some reason…”
“Right.” Jack smiled, suspecting some ulterior motive on the part of their Lizta friend. “What kind of security has this Laird got? You mentioned thugs.”
“Security before was a local militia before there were arguments about pay and a bunch of them left. The Laird brought in anyone that could shoot a gun irrespective of their background. Bandits in all but name! Some of the neighbours have reported being mugged or robbed by them, so that’s mainly why I asked you for your kind assistance in the matter. Rayle and I can usually move around and go to the shops without really attracting any attention but moving out certainly would.”
“I get it.” Jack nodded. “A capable group wouldn’t be a tempting target for the bandits so your hope is for them not to harass you to stay.”
“Yes.” Zayle nodded. “I don’t like violence or confrontation but I hate being unsafe or robbed even more! If it is possible to get to the vault where the Laird is keeping the things he takes that his thugs aren’t skimming off then it may be possible to return sentimental items to my former neighbours if they’re able to get out themselves. They’d probably reward us too if we were to do it, and I’d feel more confident making the attempt with you than if it was just myself and Rayle.”
“I can’t guarantee we’ll go for that but it’s something to consider if the opportunity presents itself.” Jack pointed out seriously. “How were you able to pay your way before if you’re a full-time student?”
“My spirits are very utilitarian and Rayle is quite skilled with druidic magic.” Zayle shrugged. “Mainly odd jobs. We’ve volunteered with the Greenwardens before and sometimes we are able to sell byproducts of what we are able to produce which keeps us afloat. We are even able to grow GrainCoin and other AstralCurrencies sometimes which helps keep us in the black, and we’ve learned a bit about trading in the process.”
“Might be a good idea to repeat that to Alora.” Nika pointed out after stretching herself out more on the sofa. “We have a lot of very fertile garden space and an enthusiastic Eladrie that’ll be all over you, and Rayle too once they recover.”
“Yes…” Zayle’s expression drooped at being reminded of Rayle’s condition. If Jack had to guess, the reason for Zayle throwing themselves into chores and jobs was as a coping mechanism to try and forget. It probably wasn’t healthy, but then again, who was he to criticise?
“What’s the district like?” Jack added. “Please don’t leave anything out. If we’re helping you we need to make sure we do so in the right way so we don’t run into any problems.”
“There’s a lot of abandoned and ruined properties. It should be easy to hide and lay low if needed.” Zayle thought. “Oh yeah, lots of boat travel where bridges have been busted. I usually use my spirits but with more people I suppose that might be a problem.”
“Boat travel?” Jack asked in confusion. “What kind of place is this?”
“It’s swamp land suited for my species?” Zayle asked, sounding confused. “Why wouldn’t you need a boat for a place like that? Many islands of buildings amidst the canals, and the best humid environment we can afford to keep us moisturised. It is a large district spread between several factions that may turn into a horrible war, probably the next time the fog builds up.”
“Hmm.” Jack pondered. “Sounds almost like Venice. I went there once but it was packed with other tourists. A bunch of islands connected by even more bridges with the buildings constantly sinking into the ground. It has a lot of history but it’s basically just a tourist trap now.”
“Huh?” Zayle asked, now even more confused. “I have never heard of this…Ven-iss. But yes, several of the buildings sink into the ground by design to create an underground space in certain places. I am pretty sure the vault area has multiple access points with tunnels dug underneath so loot can quickly be taken there and possibly smuggled out. I’ve had watcher spirits follow some of the goons to confirm it.”
“How long does it take for you to normally get to your place when you enter the territory?” Nika asked, trying to get the gecko back on track.
“Just less than half an hour normally, but that is when I utilise my spirits to travel with Rayle, who also helps with their druidic powers.”
“So likely longer.” Jack nodded. “Do you at least have a map?”
Uhh…” Zayle fidgeted around for their commlink, reaching into one of the pockets of their newly-liberated dressing gown from the collection of clothes Jack and Sephy had robbed before bringing it up. “I have the sections of it I frequently use?”
“That’ll be useful.” Nika nodded. “Best wait for Sephy to wake up before we check it out and map a route.”
“Sometimes the thugs gather or patrol in places but I just take an alternative path.” Zayle added. “Even easier if you find or take a boat but there is usually the occasional sentry you need to watch out for, though maybe they’ll be more focused on where the other gangs will be coming from.”
“Something to bear in mind.” Jack noted. “I’ve seen how quiet Sephy’s drones can be, maybe if she has a few hovering overhead we can avoid any trouble outright. However from what you’ve described the militia have a habit of harassing innocent civilians. I’ll tell you now, I won’t stand by and let that happen if they try something like that around me. How strong are they if things go to shit?”
“There were several infrequent patrols between two to five guards last time I was there.” Zayle recalled as she filled another teapot and offered everyone drinks, which both Jack and Nika happily took. “Though many times they were drunk or high on something and didn’t really do much.”
“Maybe just keeping up appearances.” Nika reasoned. “Or just taking an easy job for easy pay before their employer either dies or cuts and runs with what they have. If they don’t live in the community they don’t have any motivation to act like proper guards.”
“They may also get the idea to take it for themselves if they’re able to and the Laird isn’t able to rein them in.” Jack speculated. “He seems like a poor leader, though I can’t tell if it’s from malice or just plain stupidity. How did he claim the territory in the first place?”
“Both malice and stupidity I think.” Zayle shrugged. “And he was next in the chain of command when the previous Laird and her chosen successor both apparently died to a Zorn raid. I think he was a clerk or a tax collector or something.”
“Makes sense why he’s not the best overall leader then.” Jack replied. “Okay. It sounds like a stealthy approach to your place will work as long as we detect and react to potential encounters quickly to avoid them, which will be very doable if we at the very least have Sephy and Chiyo along for the ride. Based on what you’ve told me we may be able to go today depending on how the others are feeling. It’s a risk but the situation over there could be played to our advantage if the militia is looking a certain way and we can sneak in and out right under their noses.”
“I agree.” Nika nodded with a grin. “You have a good mind for tactics.”
“Yeah.” Jack nodded in thought. “My main concern however is for your neighbours who haven’t left yet who may be caught in the storm. Some might be able to get out but there may also be those that are vulnerable and can’t leave unaided. The vault is optional, and I imagine Sephy would agree with you Zayle that we should try and hit it, but that might be a risk too far. We can entertain that idea when we get there, only if things go well.
“That’s fair.” Zayle conceded. “We can only do what we can, but we must be realistic about what we can do. We cannot save everyone over there.”
“We can only do our best.” Jack agreed. “Also I think I’m ready for breakfast now…”
Zayle quickly got to their feet, eager to throw herself into another task but Jack shook his head.
“No Zayle, you’ve already done a lot so sit down. I’m cooking, you need to take a chill pill. Nika, what do we have in stock?”
Jack admittedly had a limited number of recipes he could cook, but his father had decided he should know basic cooking skills at his age, and had Jack helping him with a few weekend family breakfasts they’d do to give his mother a break. Fortunately he confirmed that Zayle and Vanya were able to eat the simple meal he had planned as he counted several eggs, some prepared bacon-like equivalent they had that was suitable for nearly every species and the basic staples to make pancakes. He had no idea if it was officially called a Canadian or American breakfast or not and it didn’t really bother him. All Jack knew was that it was an easy dish to do for multiple people and he didn’t know many other recipes he could do. It would be the second morning in a row he would be making pancakes, so he resolved to try and find other simple recipes he would be able to learn. He knew he had a cooking class at school next week with Chiyo, so maybe he’d pick something up there or add a cookery book to the house shopping list?
As the smells of the hearty food wafted throughout the house, the others slowly appeared. Chiyo was first, having already been awake and meditating in the basement, lazily floating upwards and plonking herself on the sofa without too many words, except that the others that were able to were waking up, she was hungry and she couldn’t wait to eat what was cooking!
Sephy and Alora eventually joined them, with Nika and Zayle clueing them in on what their likely plans would be for recovering Rayle and Zayle’s belongings.
“I could come along, but....” Alora began, though Nika shook her head and countered. “We’ve already discussed it. You know Clan Bharzum will need medics and I know how serious you are about your healer’s oath. I think a smaller group would be best for remaining undetected anyway, and even if things do get bad the opposition isn’t going to be anything near the Pallid Pit or the Klown attacks, which Sephy, Jack and Chiyo can handle. As much as I hate to say it I can’t come myself, but I can help coordinate from here via comms and keep an eye on Dante and Vanya at the same time.”
“Alright.” Alora nodded and finally agreed. “Shoot me a message when you head out. How long do you expect to be?”
“It’s a few hours travel from here to my place.” Zayle noted. “Though I calculate that by my usual route, I expect it to take longer to get there safely and silently. Plus we need to get my stuff but I know what I will do for that.”
“So let’s just say a few hours, assuming all goes well.” Jack shrugged. “How do you plan on getting the stuff out then?”
“Rayle and I managed to bind a powerful earth spirit that is currently residing there as part of our current Lodge, along with a few other more powerful ones.” Zayle grinned, looking proud. “It’ll be able to handle getting the stuff out of the district, and I’ll have the other spirits accompanying me until I can use them for something or need to dismiss them once I dispel the Lodge for good, since those ones are too powerful to bind to my astral field. I’ll need to recover as many of the reagents we used in the original construction as possible in order to more quickly rebuild here once we find a suitable space.”
Sephy, how many drones do you have available? Chiyo asked the Skritta, who shrugged.
“I can bring a few more than I did for the Oracle Run but I don’t want to take my whole stack. I was thinking of having a few camouflage observer drones hovering above nearby so we can see any danger before it sees us.” Sephy reasoned. “I don’t have any capable of shifting stuff but if you say your earth spirit at your home can do it, that’s on you.”
And Chiyo, you should be able to detect others lying in wait?” Jack asked.
Yes, unless they purposefully shield themselves as Svaartal did on our way back from the Oracle. However since we’re not expected, it’s extremely unlikely we’ll run into that problem.
“Alright, then I guess I won’t need to be too worried if I offer my healing to Clan Bharzum.” Alora sighed. “I’ll head off as soon as I can then but I would like it if you kept me updated. I’ve got to say I’m surprised you’re taking being sidelined as well as you are Nika, it really isn’t like you.”
“That’s because I’m confident they can pull it off and Jack will keep everyone safe.” The Kizun shrugged. “Just don’t be too tempted to go for the vault if it’s too great a risk.”
“We’ll at least take a look and make sure we have a plan.” Jack shrugged. “From the sounds of it the Laird’s position is tenuous at best so if we don’t make the attempt others probably will, but if we do it we make sure we sort out anything else. If not, there’s apparently abandoned properties around that you can satisfy your kleptomania with Sephy.”
“I take offence to being called that!” Sephy replied in mock horror. “I am merely an entrepreneur seeking opportunities!”
“Don’t be in a rush to go though.” Alora warned. “I don’t want Vanya waking up and finding barely anyone here before we’ve explained what we’re planning for today.”
She’ll probably be another hour before she wakes. Chiyo informed her, and Alora simply nodded at that information in acknowledgement.
“We’re not in a rush.” Jack confirmed. “I think most of us are still tired so we’ll go once we’ve eaten and woken up a bit more. Maybe we can get there when it starts to get dark since I know Sephy’s drones will still be able to see anyway?”
“Good plan.” Nika nodded. “Although…Zayle, how does militia activity differ from day to night?”
“Uh…” Zayle thought. “The Laird wants more guards patrolling at night but in practice it doesn’t differ that much. It might actually be better since Rayle and I have seen guards goofing off when they think nobody is watching.”
“Alright, sounds good.” Jack nodded. “We’ll rest up and make our move in a few hours. Get ready.”
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In OSRS i believe animal husbandry and breeding would work well as sub-category in Taming similar to how farming is different in that it supports many ways to farm, you have the crops, trees, herbs, specialty crops that go along with other activity as well.
I imagine taming to begin with players need to acquire animals either by purchasing them from NPCs or trough questing or by capturing them in the wild similar to how you would acquire a rare herb seed. Once you have the animals, players need to provide them with food, water, and shelter. The better the care the animals receive, the healthier they will be, which can affect their performance in certain activities such as providing current resources or alternatively new ones to support the older parts of the game.
Breeding could also be an essential aspect of taming which could be added into the game as a "taming stage 2 patch" This way there could be a clear path for players to imagine the future of the skill without having to doubt if the skill would be further supported by the developers. Here players could breed animals with desirable traits to produce offspring with better stats or sell them for a profit. Players could also perhaps train their animals in various skills, such as racing(new minigame?), carrying goods, gather more or better resources trough openworld activitys which can increase their value.
Players might also have to deal with animal health issues such as diseases and injuries, requiring them to provide medical care similar to how plant cure works to their animals. Additionally, players may have to protect their animals from predators or npc thieves, making security and protection important aspects of taming/breeding/animal husbandry. This could maybe use some requirements from crafting, construction, hunter, thiving and even magic.
Overall, animal husbandry and breeding in a taming setting provide players with a unique and engaging gameplay experience that combines elements of simulation, management, and strategy that are already key elements in OSRS skills.
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