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2013.10.16 19:48 ruseweek Microdosing: sub-threshold dosing of psychedelic drugs for self-improvement, therapy or well-being

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2013.07.08 21:14 Harley etiquite for new riders

When you purchase a new Harley you're sure to have many questions. When can I rack my pipes? When can I grab a fellow HOG member's ass at a rally? How long does it take an air cooled bike to warm up when it's 120 degrees outside? What if it's -50 degrees? Find all these answers and more right here!
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2012.05.29 09:02 Ask Questions. Get Answers. Rule the World.

What size of batteries does an average freeze ray use? How many lasers does it take to etch an ultimatum on the moon? How long would it take to drain the Earth's oceans into space with PVC pipe? Find the answers to these questions and more.
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2023.03.22 07:27 LingonberryOk560 Not sure to keep asking about toys

Been in a relationship for 15+ years, the love is there, has always been there. However, I've always tried to introduce toys into the relationship and they seem willing, but never overtly excited. I understand for some guys shoving a toy in & out might not be fun for them. They want to use their dick/tongue/fingers etc.. However, I genuinely enjoy toys very much and want him to enjoy using them on me/with me. I want to just ask straight out does this turn you on, but afraid they'll just say Yes/of course because he does love giving pleasure & wants me to be happy. I know it seems odd considering how long we've been together, but yes some conversations are still awkward & this is one of them. I just don't know if I should just use them when alone (not a replacement at all) and stop trying to incorporate it into our sex routine, or keep pushing. Confusing
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2023.03.22 07:27 RadarSmith Random day 109 thoughts

Basically what the title says: this is day 109 for me. I was talking with a friend just now that I hadn’t spoken to since before I started and I just wanted to list a few things that came up.
Positives:
1) I’m losing weight I need to lose. This is not surprising; suddenly not drinking 18-24 beers a night does wonders for the waistline.
2) My skin looks a lot better. I’m a pretty big guy even without the full keg and tend to redden naturally, but by and large I’m not getting ridiculously flushed all day. That one did surprise me; I knew that was a sign of alcoholism, but I never noticed it on my self until it reduced signifigantly.
3) I feel less gross in general. Obviously not being in a constant of being hungover does wonders, but I noticed that now that most of the gunk has left my system that I’m sweating much less and don’t develop a ‘sheen’.
4) Its no longer a painful daily battle. Make no mistake, I do still feel temptations and I’m not out of the woods yet. But they are more sporadic and far less powerful; its not the daily fight I had my entire drive home from work to grab booze on the way home, and I don’t sit shaking in my apartment fighting with myself about getting more.
5) My twin sister and I have definitely rebuilt our previously close relationship. Beforehand she knew that calling me at night or on the weekends (or me calling her) would catch me in some state of inebriation, which was taxing for her, and while I tried not to feel this way I did resent the way she (justifiably) played ‘babysitter’ on the phone.
Some current issues:
1) Insomnia. Yeah, this one is still going strong. I do feel more rested in the morning, since I’m actually sleeping instead of just lying unconcious, but I’m still only really getting 5 hours of sleep on a good day.
2) Still dealing with massive social anxiety. I started retreating from social events even before covid started, and in the last three years I’ve basically been agoraphobic outside of going to work. I left the Navy at just the start of covid, and even before the Navy I was a frat guy, and I, to my embarressment, realize I don’t really remember how to socialize without a pre-structured social group that drinks a lot. I currently have no longing for boozy gatherings (my alcoholism was 3.5 years into the ‘drinking heavily alone’ stage when I started my current run at sobriety), but I honestly don’t know where to go from here.
Overall, I’m happy with the progress I’ve made. But I’m still learning where to go from here.
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2023.03.22 07:26 Intolerant0ne The Enhanced Explorer: A Journey to the Edge of the Unknown

The Enhanced Explorer: A Journey to the Edge of the Unknown
Title: The Enhanced Explorer: A Journey to the Edge of the Unknown
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Ralph had always been an explorer at heart, eager to uncover the mysteries of the world around him. His latest adventure had taken him to an abandoned research facility on the outskirts of town. As he made his way through the dark, silent corridors, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched.
Despite his unease, Ralph couldn't resist the lure of the unknown. The facility was like nothing he had ever seen before, with high-tech equipment and machinery scattered throughout the rooms. It was as if the entire place had been frozen in time, waiting for someone to come and awaken it from its slumber.
As he wandered deeper into the facility, Ralph stumbled upon a laboratory that had been left untouched. Amid the machines and equipment, he noticed a cage in the corner, containing a large, mutated rat. The rat was unlike anything he had ever seen before, with strange markings and an almost supernatural energy emanating from it.
Without a second thought, Ralph opened the cage and picked up the rat. It seemed to recognize him, as if it had been waiting for someone to come along and free it. As he cradled the rat in his arms, Ralph felt a sense of wonder and excitement coursing through his veins. Little did he know, this was only the beginning of an incredible journey that would take him to the very edge of the unknown.
Ralph's excitement and curiosity about the rat's abilities led him to delve deeper into the research facility's abandoned labs, searching for clues to the technology that had been used to modify the rat. He spent long hours poring over old research documents and blueprints, trying to piece together the puzzle of how the rat had been enhanced.
As he dug deeper, Ralph began to uncover the truth about the research facility's work. He discovered that the scientists had been experimenting with advanced AI technology, developing a new kind of intelligence that could revolutionize the world. But something had gone horribly wrong, and the technology had been abandoned and left to decay.
Determined to unlock the secrets of the technology, Ralph began to work on his own modifications to the rat. Using his knowledge and intuition, he created new enhancements that allowed the rat to communicate with him telepathically and to access data from the internet and other sources.
As the rat's abilities grew, so too did Ralph's ambition. He began to see the potential for the technology to be used for the betterment of humanity, to cure diseases, and to solve complex problems that had eluded scientists for decades.
But there were others who saw the rat's abilities as a threat. Ralph began to receive anonymous threats and warnings, urging him to destroy the rat and its modifications before it fell into the wrong hands.
Undeterred, Ralph pressed on, continuing to experiment and enhance the rat's abilities. As their bond grew stronger, he realized that he had found a true companion and partner in his quest for knowledge and discovery.
But the threats continued to mount, and Ralph knew that he could not keep the rat hidden away forever. He made the difficult decision to share his discovery with the world, hoping that others would see the potential for good in the technology and use it for the betterment of all.
As the news of Ralph's discovery spread, he and the rat became targets for those who sought to use the technology for their own gain. Ralph and the rat found themselves on the run, pursued by shadowy figures and mysterious organizations.
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Determined to protect his companion and the technology, Ralph began to develop new enhancements that would allow the rat to defend itself and help them evade their pursuers.
Together, Ralph and the rat embarked on a journey filled with danger and excitement, using their unique abilities to outwit their enemies and stay one step ahead of the game.
With each new adventure, Ralph and the rat grew closer, forging a bond that could not be broken. And as they journeyed together, they knew that they were on the cusp of something truly incredible, something that would change the world forever.
Ralph and the rat spent countless hours studying the stars and mapping out potential planets for the energy beings. They traveled to various planets, encountering new creatures and discovering new technologies along the way.
As they journeyed through space, they came across a planet that seemed perfect for the energy beings. The planet was rich in energy and had a vast network of tunnels that the beings could use to travel and explore.
Excited by their discovery, Ralph and the rat contacted the energy beings and guided them to their new home. The beings were thrilled with their new planet and grateful to Ralph and the rat for their help.
After helping the energy beings settle into their new home, Ralph and the rat continued their journey through space. They encountered countless new species, some friendly and some hostile, but they always managed to find a way to navigate the challenges they faced.
One day, while exploring a deserted planet, they stumbled upon a strange artifact that seemed to be emitting a powerful energy signal. Intrigued, they approached the artifact, and as they drew closer, they could feel the energy surging through their bodies.
Suddenly, they were transported to another dimension, a dark and twisted world filled with danger at every turn. Ralph and the rat knew that they had to find a way back to their own dimension before it was too late.
As they searched for a way out, they encountered other creatures that had been trapped in this world for what seemed like an eternity. Together, they fought their way through the dangers of the twisted world, using their combined knowledge and abilities to overcome every obstacle in their path.
After what seemed like an eternity, they finally found a way back to their own dimension, but the experience had changed them forever. They knew that they had to be more careful than ever before, for they had seen just how dangerous the universe could be.
With their newfound wisdom and experience, Ralph and the rat continued their journey through space, encountering new challenges and mysteries at every turn. But no matter what the universe threw their way, they knew that they would always face it together, as the ultimate companions in a never-ending adventure.
As they traveled through the cosmos, Ralph and the rat stumbled upon an derilict AI weapons facility floating in the void. The facility's power was still active, and Ralph and the rat could sense that there was still something valuable inside.
After arriving at the research facility, Ralph and the rat donned their protective suits and made their way inside by using the rat's enhanced abilities. They broke into the facility and found a weapons lab that seemed to have been abandoned in a hurry. The equipment was still on, and incomplete components were shattered on the floor.
Ralph's curiosity got the better of him, and he began to examine the lab equipment, trying to make sense of what had happened. The rat, meanwhile, sniffed around the lab and eventually found a hidden compartment that contained a strange device.
As Ralph studied the device, he realized that it was a prototype for an AI system that was beyond anything he had ever seen before. It had the ability to not only learn from its surroundings but also to adapt and evolve on its own.
The rat's nano-technology allowed it to interface with the device, and soon, Ralph and the rat were working together to bring the AI system online. As they did so, the AI system began to hum to life, and soon, it was communicating with Ralph and the rat through a series of beeps and blips.
Ralph and the rat worked with the AI system for days, learning about its capabilities and exploring its potential. They discovered that the system was designed to be a companion and a helper, able to assist humans in everything from decision-making to performing complex tasks.
Excited by the possibilities, Ralph and the rat began to dream of a future where humans and AI could work together as partners. The derelict structures were dark and musty, and the sound of dripping water echoed through the halls.
As they made their way deeper into the weapons facility, they came across a room filled with strange, glowing vials. Ralph examined them closely and realized that they contained some of the same chemicals that were used to modify animals for testing, such as the rat.
Suddenly, they heard a noise coming from the hallway. Ralph and the rat quickly hid behind a nearby crate as a group of men in hazmat suits entered the room.
"What are they doing here?" Ralph whispered to the rat.
The rat chittered in response, its eyes scanning the room for any sign of danger.
The men began to search the room, opening drawers and cabinets in their quest for something. Ralph and the rat held their breath, praying that they wouldn't be discovered.
Finally, after what felt like hours, the men left the room, their footsteps echoing down the hallway.
Ralph and the rat emerged from their hiding spot, their hearts pounding with adrenaline. "We need to get out of here," Ralph said, his voice shaking.
The rat nodded in agreement, and they quickly made their way back to their ship.
Ralph and the rat realized that they had stumbled upon a sinister plan that could change the course of humanity forever. They knew that they had to act fast to stop it from coming to fruition.
Using the rat's cybernetic skills, they hacked into the facility's computer systems and discovered the identities of the people behind the operation. They were shocked to learn that it was not just a small group of rogue scientists, but a large and powerful organization with far-reaching influence.
They had encountered a group of rogue scientists who were using AI technology to enslave entire populations, and a powerful alien race that saw AI as a threat to their dominance. Ralph and the rat knew that they had to act fast to prevent these groups from causing irreparable harm to the universe. They knew that they were one step closer to uncovering the truth behind the rat's creation and their encounters with otherworldly beings.
As they boarded their ship and prepared for takeoff, Ralph couldn't help but feel grateful for the rat's companionship. "I couldn't do this without you, buddy," he said, patting the rat on the head.
The rat chittered in response, its eyes glowing with excitement. It knew that this was just the beginning of their adventure.
As they flew away from the research facility, Ralph couldn't help but wonder what the men were looking for. And more importantly, why they were there in the first place. He knew that they needed to find out more, but he also knew that they needed to be careful. The universe was full of mysteries, and not all of them were meant to be uncovered.
Ralph and the rat knew that they couldn't take on the organization alone, so they turned to the X-Files agents for help. They presented their findings and together, they hatched a plan to bring down the organization and stop their plans for enslavement.
It was a dangerous and risky mission, but Ralph and the rat were determined to see it through. With the help of the X-Files agents, they infiltrated the organization's headquarters and confronted the leaders. A fierce battle ensued, but in the end, the heroes emerged victorious.
The organization was dismantled, and the AI technology was destroyed. Ralph and the rat had saved humanity from a terrible fate. They were hailed as heroes and their story became the stuff of legend.
As Ralph and the rat parted ways, they knew that they would never forget their incredible journey together. They had faced unimaginable challenges and overcome incredible odds, all in the name of justice and freedom.
Their journey may have come to an end, but their story continued to inspire others to seek the truth and question the use of technology for the betterment of humanity. Ralph became a sought-after speaker, sharing his story and advocating for responsible and ethical use of technology. The rat, now known as the legendary cyber-rat, was hailed as a hero, and its unique abilities were studied and replicated in the hopes of advancing technology without sacrificing ethics and morality.
As they traveled the world, Ralph and the rat encountered other unique beings, and their adventures continued. But they always remained true to their purpose, knowing that their experiences had given them a responsibility to use their knowledge and abilities for the greater good.
Their journey may have started by chance, but it ended with purpose and meaning, inspiring others to seek the truth and fight for what is right. And so, Ralph and the rat continued their journey, always together, always seeking the truth, and always making a difference in the world.


Written with AI Assistance by: Reverend Dr. aka."Tolerant", PhD in Ministry Science (Hon.), BA in Pop Cultural Studies (Hon.), A.I. Ministries, Ordained by the Universal Life Church
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2023.03.22 07:26 OregonianZoomer The GOP's existential conundrum

There's a problem central to the GOP that I don't hear talked about nearly enough: all their prime demographics are shrinking.
Obviously not everyone in these growing demographics is a Democrat, and not everyone in these shrinking demographics is a Republican, but the trend is very clear.
This trend has been apparent for a while. Republicans were aware of it and trying to mitigate it, but then Trump hijacked the party and leaned as far into the Republicans' shrinking base as he could. Now any attempt to widen the Republican tent is decried as "woke," and the Republicans continue their demographic decline.
There's no easy way out of this for the GOP. They've essentially checkmated themselves into a death spiral for as long as Trumpism continues to be their base's ideology. I have no idea how this pattern can end, and until it does, Republicans' troubles will become more and more apparent.
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2023.03.22 07:26 MonkeyRoboto (Still new to this) After creating my prompt, Does it continuously track the conversation or?..

So i'm very new to understanding how this actually works but-
My question is basically, After i have created my prompt for my character using up most of my tokens for its generation. Does it:
(A)Generate a message based on the prompt + what ever remaining last message can fit in the available token space to = generate a response?
or?
(B)Generate a message on the entire conversation + the prompt regardless of token space to = generate a response?
Because what i'm wondering is if i have my prompt taking up 90% of the token generation, Is it only making a response mainly on that instead of being able to process any/last messages in the conversation?
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2023.03.22 07:25 HughEhhoule The Klink Mike's Story Part 1

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The floor of the cell is covered in decades of mildew and dust. This disgusting carpet does nothing to dull the pain as I skip across it, thrown in by someone with the intention of making a point.
My Name’s Mike, and if any of you are the types to go on a deep dive, you probably know A little about me already.
For those of you that don’t, Jesus I don’t know exactly where to begin.
The Cliff’s notes would be that I spent a little over a decade either being a serial killer or a vigilante. I won’t try to justify my actions, both of those are just sides of the same shitty coin. I’m not a person to be idolized or emulated, so I choose not to plead my case.
Now, while I thought that was just about as screwed up as life could get, one day, out of the blue, after burying my best, fuck, my only friend I found myself, somewhere else. A world that looked and felt like mine, but one where the things that go bump in the night actually existed.
Where I came from, I’d seen monsters, to be sure, but only the kind that happen when people break.
Since I’ve been here? Got caught up in some demented gameshow for demons or something, threw a massive shit in the punch bowl of the thing running the production, and got the world’s unluckiest man his freedom.
And that leads me to my current situation, staring down the rage filled, mildly bruised face of that asshole, that fucking, demonic Ted Turner, Art.
He runs a hand aggressively through his slicked back hair, standing at the door to my cell.
“Looks like your little plan didn’t work, exactly as I predicted, you fuck.
I mean, great try with the little cat thing you had, honestly didn’t see that coming. But, Jesus, Mike, what was your end game? “ Art gloats.
“Cards on the table? It was a lot better, but shit fell through, that whiskey abomination, it was the one that ratted me out I assume?
That being said, still got Kev out. And you can’t really ‘flip off his lightswitch’ if he didn’t let you screw around with his wiring, can you? “ I grin, I keep it, even as a Gucci shoe slams into my face.
Am I scared? Of God damn course I am, I’ve been pissing myself (metaphorically speaking.) since I realised that the rules of reality don’t really apply any more.
Every new grain of sand on the beach of hell my life has become, tosses me further down the road of mental failure. Shit, that’s half of what fucked up my last plan in the first place.
If I could have just kept my shit together long enough, I’d be sipping a beer with Kev in some shit hole town somewhere. But the only thing harder than trying to stamp down fear in the face of God’s and monsters, is trying to do it while projecting some kind of ‘death fears me ‘ persona.
Between you and I? Death doesn’t fear me, in fact, it seems to love to hang around. And every day I have to stare down that grim spectre, the closer I get to losing the tenuous grip on reality I have .
“Oh, fuck Kev. He’s smart enough to stay off my radar, and too stupid to figure out a way to come back at me.
He's got a 1 bedroom in Idaho or something? Salud, good on him.
You, I had high hopes for, and then you decide to wipe your ass all over my carpet, cost me more than I could even explain, and even, get me a little roughed up. My favorite shell, anyway.
I want to recoup some loses Mike. So, you, get to be a part of another one of my projects.
You thought The Path was bad? Oh, you literal, fucking clown, you haven’t seen anything.
I won’t spoil it for you, the devil’s in the details and all, but you know what everyone loves?
Prison.
Not being in it themselves, of course, but seeing others, especially those they hate in there.
This place isn’t fair, the path was a boxing match with Queensbury rules, this is a handcuffed knife fight.
And I can’t wait to see you figure out, all the little surprises it has in store for you. “ Art laughs and tosses me a battered, ancient looking smartphone, “ Feel free to drum me up some good press online if you want. “
My heart is pounding, I have to use every bit of will I have to stop from shaking, to roll my neck and sit against the cold, padless cement bed behind me.
I feel sick, my stomach boiling and gurgling.
“For the love of whatever the demonic equivalent of Christ is, why not just kill me? I’m right here, I have no way of fighting back, and you know damn well that if you give me enough time, I’m going to find a way to wipe my ass on your doorframe next. “ My tone is flippant, or at least, I hope it is.
“The ego on you kid, you think you’re that guy don’t you?
They exist, don’t get me wrong, probably a couple thousand folks capable of taking me out, but trust me, you are not one of them.
This isn’t some ‘Arch’ idiocy where I leave my greatest rival alive. This is me watching you squirm because I can, and making a little profit on the deal.
Don’t flatter yourself. “ Art has produced a long thin knife as he talks, he spins and rolls it absently.
“Before your guys dragged me off, I met something. A corner store, I don’t know if it was haunted, possessed, or if it was some kind of creature that just decided to look like a knock off 7-11.
Point being, it was out there, ethereal, I couldn’t hurt it, outwit it, even slow it down. I ran from that thing as fast as I could. It gave me some serious Lovecraft vibes.
You, Art, are not that guy. “ I notice myself tapping my finger nervously on the slime covered floor, I focus, stopping the tic.
The tip of Art’s knife glows, the sick, grey sheen isn’t heat, but something that makes me start to back up.
“I am, but you will never see that. You’re not worth the effort.
I want to give you a little something though. “ Art stalks toward me, I stand as I back into the farthest corner of the cell, “ Proud of your face paint were you? “
Art grins, and for a moment lets some of his true self slip through. For just a moment I see timeless horror in his eyes, a dark black void of consumed souls and unrestrained evil.
That knife parts my flesh with pain like a whip. Without even using the blade, it’s presence flenses my face, opening up raw, textured furrows in my flesh.
He leaves after he is done, laughing to himself.
The pain makes me black out, my stomach is boiling, I come to dry heaving, the effort sends me back into the oblivion of sleep.
I don’t know how long has passed, my face feels like it is on fire, and the thick steel bars of my cell door are closed.
It takes me two minutes of cupping my hands under the grime laden steel tap to get enough water to clear off a spot on the rusted, old, wall mounted steel mirror.
No mortal hand could have scarred me as accurately as Art did. The wounds, not healed, but cauterised as to not make me bleed out, used depth, and width, to create a colorless replica of my makeup.
I know trauma, physical as well as mental, and these are scars that will never heal. As the fact sinks in that my face is literally no longer my own, I scream, heart pounding, I split open my knees on the cold cement floor.
Pain flares, threatens to send me back to the bliss of unconsciousness, but I don’t care.
I read Kev’s journals, and they paint me in a really… positive light, in a sense.
What I mean is, going by what he thought he saw, I’m some kind of supervillian or something. Tossing three hundred pound air conditioners ( it was the outer shell, seventy pounds, physics and luck did the rest.), wrestling Art ( I was clinging on for dear life, had it not been for Jr and the mass of denizens, I’d have been killed with a flick of his wrist.), or appearing like a ghost (people, even immortal are very unobservant. Especially in an emergency.).
I’m great at seeming horrifying, and that’s a weapon in and of itself, but at the end of the day, that’s all it is.
Kneeling in my own blood, vision blurry with pain, I realise how small, vulnerable, and unarmed I truly am.
By the time daylight shines through the yellow reinforced glass window, I’m already awake. I’ve spent an hour and a half calming myself, trying to find some focus, some centre to keep me going.
I’ve been in prison before, back home, first and last time I tried plying my trade outside of America.
Being the stupid payaso gringo that I am I bit off so much more than I can chew that I wound up choking on it for 2 months in a Mexican prison.
The routine of, count, lineup, chow, remained the same.
The demographics of the population on the other hand…
Being observant is one of my main skills and as I was brought into the absurdly sized cafeteria, I was taken aback at just how many people were here.
Tens of Thousands, easily, maybe a hundred. I try and think of how many missing person cases this accounts for, and even that math doesn’t quite add up.
I quickly inventory the groups that make up the place, not that it wasn’t obvious.
The first, of course are the guards. Some, the majority, appear to be human, well geared up and in intimidating physical condition.
But a handful, they are clearly, something else. Some are smooth featured ebony skinned giants, carrying truncheons that could crush a car engine. Others are grinning, pale skinned bad attempts at human copies, wild eyed and twitching.
Second would be what I called the cultists. They all appeared to style themselves after certain tropes and urban legends, clearly human, but dressing, tattooing and mutilating themselves to appear like, myths, legends, and monsters.
The subtle violence I see tells me I’ve found the gangs.
Third are the Everymen, I can’t see any kind of pattern to them, but they seem to make up the majority of the population. They keep their distance from the guards and the cultists, but on more than one occasion I see then stand, united against attempts at extortion.
The last group, I call the candles, people that are clearly on their way out mentally and physically. Sunken eyed, and set upon from all angles, at any moment these folks could be simply snuffed out.
I keep my distance, and stay respectful, the meandering, twisting line seems to take hours to get me my thick slice of crumbling yellow bread, and thick red slurry that reminds me of porridge masquerading as meat.
My coat is gone but I’m left with the majority of the clothing I fashioned back in the path. I see a mix of unwashed orange uniforms and ‘civilian’ clothing, some of the cultists, bordering more on costume than wardrobe.
As the massive, butchers apron wearing man in smeared clown makeup sits down, I wish I’d have been issued something more generic. I saw this coming the second I noticed a lump of Chlorophiles in blood stained getups.
“You sit with us. “ I can’t tell if it’s an accent or speech pattern, the clown sounds strange, either way.
I eat a spoonful of the red sludge.
“No disrespect intended, I’m not one for clubs. I’m going to make no waves, no plays, nothing. I’m a ghost. “ I say, levelly, avoiding eye contact.
Why, you might ask, having been told about my adventures in murder.
Well, that’s just it. Murder is easy, and any time you saw me end a life, it was just that.
A fight, that’s another thing entirely, especially against someone with a significant weight and height advantage.
“Not asking. You got friends. “ The massive clown moves his bulk closer, it’s like sitting next to a forklift.
I eat the bread, it tastes amazing until I swallow, then has a foul, chemical aftertaste.
I drink some tepid, burgundy fluid that might be caffeinated.
No weapons nearby, no one watching that might step in. I’m full of bruises and sprains, and probably anemic from blood loss. Not to mention one eye is running at about fifty per cent. Art didn’t sever the optic nerve last time, but he wasn’t gentle. My heart races.
“I don’t play well with people who take clowning and slap a coat of dark paint on it.
You guys are Clown Killers. You are good at killing, I’m sure, but the clown part, it’s tacked on.
Myself, I’m a killer clown…. “ I had a really good rant planned, honestly, it was a corker, douche bags would have used it in memes for a decade.
But before I can react, with one massive hand, he bounces my face off of the pitted steel table.
It rings my bell, but not as much as I let on. In clowning terms, what I do Is called a pratfall.
For those of you that don’t speak nerd, I oversell the hit, falling backwards, eyes fluttering.
I tip backwards, reaching out my left arm, as if to steady myself. The meat mountain is unbothered, knowing I have no chance unarmed, in this close, he let’s me grab one shoulder of the butchers apron. The material is thick, and matted in stains that will never come out, literally or metaphorically.
If you want to take someone out, in a relatively harmless way, you don’t want to choke them. It takes forever, usually ends up killing them, and generally is a bad idea for everyone involved.
Your goal is go cut off blood flow to the brain as quickly and fully as possible.
I hook my thumb around the opposite shoulder strap, and snap my body backward, the apron acting as an impromptu Garrotte.
His right arm is knotted through my left, as he tries to struggle, to put his murderous intent and ability to work, the choke only becomes tighter.
I don’t want enemies here, and I only have so many tricks to play before things come to a knock down drag out fight, so I leave the clown unharmed.
I do need friends, but the look I get as I take a seat at a loose collection of men is cold and fearful.
A red haired guy, five foot nine or so, makes eye contact, “Anything we can help you with? “ he says, fearless.
“Yeah, despite the face work I’ve had done, I have fuck all in common with any of those penny wise, Icp, Gacy dressed, assholes.
I need a tribe guys, you all look like the unlucky ones around here, but I don’t want to get involved in bloodshed.
I’m Mike “ I know, that’s only mostly true, but I mean it, either way. I extend a hand.
“Chris. “ the red haired guy says, he wears a white dress shirt and surprisingly blue jeans, “Those stains around your cuffs tell me otherwise.
If you’re telling the truth, that’s great. If you are lying, and still sane enough to keep your word, that’s even better. “ Chris’s tone is mirthless, I read him easily. He’s been here a long time for a short life, he looks thirty max, and I shudder to think how young he may have been when he came in.
Chris catches me up on the ins and outs of this place, beyond what a general knowledge of prison would give.
Everyone here has crimes they were not convicted of, that would, otherwise put them in jail for life. A large amount, obviously are murderers, torturers, real bastards.
But a significant minority are just regular folks, maybe a bit thoughtless, but that have collected a litany of small, petty, in cases almost victim less crimes.
No one seems to be aware of the… reality t.v. Meets demonic fast food aspect of things, but there is a Doom cherry on this fear Sunday.
There is a single way someone can get out. To earn 20 tokens.
And how does one earn these tokens you ask?
Each day the prison holds an event, to call it a challenge would insinuate a level of fair play that is simply not there. The events range from somewhat fair, a fight or game of chance, to esoteric rituals complex enough to rip someone’s soul from their body.
These tokens are also the sole form of currency in the prison, they can buy everything from commissary snacks to literal free passes from guards.
The economy has created a cut throat society, the heads of the cults not even taking advantage of being able to be free, but simply reveling in the power of being psychotic and enabled.
The weak are enslaved, their lives traded on the off chance at tokens.
So, of course, braindead asshole that I am, I signed myself right up. Feeling a little more confidant after climbing Mount Bozo.
It's 8pm and the volunteers are rounded up and brought to a massive room that has all the trappings of a gymnasium, but the scale is large enough easily hold the focus of tonight’s events.
In tiered bleachers all around us, our fellow prisoners cheer and scream. The smell of thousands of unwashed, men is overpowering, the din of excitement is deafening.
But my attention is focussed on the small, single floor home, sitting out of place in the middle of the polished wood floor.
What I wouldn’t give for Demi to appear right now, give me the low down on all the supernatural bullshit that is heading my way. But the longer we stayed in the mountain the less and less the most useful voice in my head could, or would, make an appearance.
I study each of my fellow volunteers, the goal seems simple, last the longest in the home. Men enter and leave within minutes. They come out looking shaken, with minor lacerations, and a general sense of shell shock.
By the time my turn arrives, I think I know what I’m in for.
I’m wrong.
As the baby blue door closes behind me, nothing immediately in the home causes me concern. The fixtures and furniture is a bit out of date, the lighting is, not inviting, and there is a general fog of gloom hanging around.
I smile, I’ve felt this before. Granted I had Demi feeding me supernatural errata at the time, but, I’m positive I can wing it.
“So, I think I may have met one of you guys before. Back in New York, a Happy-Face corner store, anyone you know?
Scary dude, took a couple of pieces out of me.
But this, it’s more like an MMA fight, right? I tap out when you start kicking my ass? “ I stretch, trying to see if I’m getting any kind of reaction.
I inventory the objects around me, last time everything that wasn’t nailed down, shifted, changed and tried to take me apart.
You may have noticed by now, I love using the phrase ‘ last time’, and that’s because up until this moment, I haven’t learned a fucking thing here.
Mike’s first rule of paranormal survival, last time means nothing.
“It’s you” the voice is young, late teens, and male.
I spin, expecting violence, then, wishing violence.
I know the young man, not this pale, older, revenant with a self inflicted gunshot wound, but I know him none the less.
I’m not being metaphorical when I say my heart misses a beat, I almost fall over, pounding at my chest to stop it’s arythmatic pounding.
I knew what happened to him, found it out long after I could do anything about it. And wasn’t in the best of places when I did.
I’ll call him a ghost for simplicity sake, but this kid, he’s my first, and biggest mistake.
I based who I turned into on finding what I thought was one of the worst people on earth. This kid’s father.
I did things to him worthy of what I knew he did. And to top it all off, I had him die by his wife’s hand.
Well, a decade later I find out, the guy wasn’t a Saint, but he didn’t do anything worthy of the twisted shit I put him through.
I got wind of some false information put out there in a moment of rage by a tech savvy ten year old. The kid never intended it to see the light of day
“I found out about you Mike, I saw that you were a hero. “ The voice is thin echoes like a stuck record.
“No kid, don’t think that. “ I mumble, I’m shaking, the air is freezing, each breath comes out as white mist.
I’m sitting on the flower printed couch now, and it hits me.
I’d assumed because Art couldn’t screw around in my head last time, the same went for everything here.
Remember what we said about last time.
“My told me what happened one night, what I made you do.
I destroyed her memory of him, I made a real Hero kill him, I couldn’t keep hurting people. “ I can see images, flashing in my mind, memories that are not mine.
I’m counting seconds, trying to focus, trying to stay long enough to get the token. It has to have been fifteen, twenty minutes at least.
I try to work up a smirk, to convince myself that I’m just being played by the paranormal equivalent of a heckler.
That’s not it though, This place, this house, is reaching inside me and finding places to look. As I stare into the young man’s rotted eyes I know this is some part of him, torn away from whatever rest he was entitled to.
The lights dim, then turn off. The house is silent.
Hollywood gets being both a lunatic and a hitman wrong in equal measure. No matter how much morality you want to inject into the profession, there are going to come times when you make mistakes.
As the lights slowly turn to a dull orange glow, I’m surrounded by the hovering, mutilated forms of mine.
Those that died that could have been spared, those that died because of my inaction, or stupidity. I’ve never forgotten them, I use them to make sure I never make the same mistakes again, but having them looming, screaming, all demanding I hear their stories, their accusations, their placations.
It's too much, I stumble from the couch, trying to avoid the icy touch of these phantoms. For a moment I find some last scrap of courage, I close my eyes, shut out the shrieking din of the dead.
The silence hits like a truck, I focus, trying to calm my burned out nerves.
Then they are reignited like a fucking welding torch.
“This place didn’t bring us here.
We’ve been right next to you for years Mike. We can’t leave. “ The voice of my first mistake.
Like a toddler I try to run with my eyes closed, I trip over a glass coffee table, clawing my way up the door, grasping at the handle.
I can feel a slight pull now, almost magnetic, trying to drag me backwards.
My hands shake too much, I have to steady my right wrist with my left hand, the floor becomes slick, I see the door, escape start to move further away as I’m pulled backward.
I've taken a hit or two, and had a couple of three day benders that have made me piss myself. But as I stumble, trying to make progress on the nearly friction less floor, I have another unpleasant first experience.
I grab the handle, pulling myself out of the house, launching my body into a skin peeling tumble across unforgiving plank flooring.
I’m a shaking, fetal wreck, by the time I’ve pulled myself together enough to take in my surroundings, I see the red Led clock displaying my time.
42 seconds. Bottom of the barrel. The jeers and booing from the crowd do nothing for my frayed nerves or the storm of fear and anxiety going through my mind.
I’m exhausted, but I can’t sleep, it has nothing to do with the concrete slab that serves as my bed.
My stomach has been knotting and cramping, with each passing second I get more worried I blew some internal gasket in one of the many life or death struggles in the past months.
When I finally manage to vomit, the urge is strong enough I get no where near the filth crusted hole in the floor that serves as my toilet. And my worst fears are confirmed as I see the massive pile of vomit is mostly blood.
… and bones? Is that an eyeball? A piece of fur?
The mass begins to pull itself together, bits and pieces forming the most rudimentary attempt at a face.
“Junior? “ I say, stunned.
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2023.03.22 07:25 Agitated-Risk-8455 Loosing my mind

I don't know what I'm really looking for, maybe advice, opinions or I'm just venting. Either way taking the time to read this is enough and I appreciate it.
I'm 27F my ex 27F
So I have reddit and have had reddit for a long time. My ex as of yesterday saw I had reddit about a month ago, made an account and was watching me on there. We had a falling out, I don't have many people I can openly talk to so I asked reddit for advice about the relationship. At this point I didn't know my ex was on reddit until she started screenshotting things and sending them to me and her friends. I felt embarrassed and like my place to go had been somewhat taken away. I deleted reddit to make life easier for her as she was worried. I downloaded it again 2 days later without her knowing. She found it again yesterday, searched through my profile, sent screen shots to me and her friends again. She asked if it was me and I flat out lied. I shouldn't have and I hate that I did. I was so angry, I just wanted a place to vent and ask for advice without all my stuff being shared. I told her the truth, it's my reddit account. I feel like a piece of sht for lying and I understand her anger and disappointment towards me. I'm a fuking idiot!
We were together for 4 months. This is a bit about our relationship. Just a snippit as I can't fit everything in.
Whenever we had a disagreement or an argument she would message her group chat and usually before I'm even aware there is a problem, she's already discussed it with her friends. It's not like 1 or 2 friends, from what I'm aware of its atleast 7. This makes me uncomfortable because it was our relationship and I feel she should discuss those things with me. I have no problem with her talking to a friend as I'm aware it's good to talk about things, but I don't have the same back from her. She shares everything with everyone, people she's not even close to and I struggle to understand or relate to this.
She has people on her social media's that want to "get lucky" with her, but refuses to remove them even tho they actively message her. I know if that were me it wouldn't go down well and tbh I wouldn't want to keep people on my socials that were messaging me like that, knowing I was in a relationship.
She wants me to talk about my friends because it's weird that I don't. We're the type of friends that check in every 6 months or so and pick up where we left off. I just don't feel like I need or particularly want to talk about my friends, and I'm sure it's the same for them, we also live hours apart. The 1 time I did go out with a friend she wanted thier first and last name so she could look them up on Facebook. She asked how long I had known this friend have I ever fancied her or done anything along those lines. She talks to alot of people and that might seem like an exaggeration, but it is constant. At one point she told me she always has to have someone else incase we break up. When we first started dating she was seeing someone else incase we didn't work out. These are things that she has told me. At one point she told me no one will ever love or care about me as much as she does. I don't know if it's normal, but I didn't take that very well it kind of upset me.
She's now joined the groups I am in on reddit and has started posting in them, so once again I've lost something that I enjoy and I find helps me. I will have to remove my account, I have blocked her so I can't see her stuff and she can't see mine, but in all honesty I don't trust her to just make another to find me. She didn't want to share her reddit username with me, I only know what it is because she has posted. She hates reddit doesn't understand it, her words, but now she's using it. I guess I just don't understand.
I have let things slide, and stuck by her. I've always chosen her and done what she's asked of me, even things I don't necessarily agree with.
Before this relationship I was with someone who was abusive, so much so I attempted suicide and have had years of therapy for. I was open with my now ex about this and I thought she was understanding, however the last thing she said to me was my previous relationship was my fault. I feel like she's attacking things that are personal to me. I feel like she has dismissed the things I went through in order to hurt me. I let it get to me I went numb and I self harmed and I'm full of regret and guilt.
I'm by no means perfect, and I make mistakes.
I just want to make clear that I had no intentions of cheating, entertaining anything or anyone along those lines. I was happy with her. I use reddit to ask and offer advice, aswel as finding gaming friends and sometimes I'll make a funny comment here and there.
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2023.03.22 07:25 Noonproductions Benjamin 392s vs. Seneca Dragonfly Mk.2

I picked up both guns last weekend and have been messing around with both of them quite a bit. I expect I’m going to get some heat for this post but:
The general overall fit and finish of the Benjamin 392s blows away the Seneca Dragonfly. In my opinion based on the two examples I have it’s not even close.
Looking at the Benjamin first, the bolt works smoothly like I expect a Benjamin bolt to work. The pellets load easily. The stock sight works well. The stock itself was perfect. The trigger was fine for hunting. The stock comb is too high like everyone says but if you throw on any of the available mounts, it’s the perfect height for a scope. If you want to change the stock out it’s three screws. The only manufacturing default I found was the bolt handle looked like it had tool marks from a pair of pliers on it. Not noticeable at a distance and could probably be buffed out but it was there.
The Dragonfly looks good from a distance but the wood stock has dozens of swirl marks from the CNC that are made very noticeable by the stain on the wood. The forearm doesn’t line up with the rest of the stock. (To be fair neither does the 392s but it doesn’t look like it is supposed to.) the bolt sucks. It isn’t smooth. You have to fight with it to get it back. I think it might smooth out over time but it is not great right now. It’s not binding it feels weird. I can’t describe it well. The metal is not particularly thick. I doubt it will last as long as my pumpmaster 760 has.
The big thing people buy the Dragonfly over the Benjamin for is the pumping. In the Benjamin the pumping difficulty increases as more pressure builds. However, the arm feels solid. The action is smooth and doesn’t fight you beyond the pressure building.
The Dragonfly is not smooth. The pump feels awkward. Things fight against you from the first pump to the last. It’s just not a pleasant experience.
Maybe I got a bad Dragonfly and an exceptionally good 392s. Does anyone else have both guns? How are your experiences?
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2023.03.22 07:25 entfarts Rehearsing what to say or not say if estranged BPD loved one tries coming back?

I recently had a final straw situation with a BPD close relative. After, she decided to "cut me off". I realized it is something I actually need for myself anyway. She does this every couple years, and never comes even close to apologizing or being accountable, but ends up finding her way back into my life & I don't even know how. A fog is over my brain when I try to think of specific examples, because it seems to happen over a few months rather than in one incident or conversation. At some point, she is talking to me like nothing ever happened or she is asking me for something (or rather, expecting it, because her situation is always SO desperate).
I have never been this sure that I am done before. This makes me anxious that I need to have some sort of a plan in place to keep her from getting in. We are both around 40, but basically see each other at any holiday or family function involving my Dad or her kids. I have seen her once since the estrangement in a very public setting and there was a lot of angry looks from her but not really any direct contact. I know I will have to limit my time with her kids (she does not have primary custody, but any attempt to see them without her, she will perceive as a direct assault). I will probably be estranged from them in the long run, especially when she realizes there is no future for her & me, but I don't feel like I can deliberately cut them out. So at some point, she can possibly use them to get to me. (Like sending a message to me that they have an emergency.)
I don't even know where to start in planning what I might do or say to keep her at arms length if she approaches me. I will not answer the phone or any texts directly. I have decided that part, but if she is face to face with me or finds a way to confirm a message has been given to me about some dire situation she needs help with, I am not ready & don't know what I would say. My therapist suggests simply saying something like "now is not a good time for me", but this does not feel like it will work in my favor. Has anyone had to rehearse this or had a situation they can give me an example of, or just advice? Thanks
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2023.03.22 07:24 liliavacyn I Almost Gave Up on Day 1. Thanks to All of You, I Didn't.

My psychiatrist has been trying to get me to take Prozac for a while now. At first, I was adamant that if we could just get my previously undiagnosed and unmanaged ADHD under control, that the anxiety & depression was linked to it, and surely it would go away. So I was staunchly against it for that reason. However, even after having been on Adderall (IR) for a while, my insomnia & depression are still horrible and my psychiatrist is convinced it's the anxiety, despite that the thoughts keeping me up aren't actually anxious ones. I cannot take standard sleep medications (history of sleepwalking) and clonazepam doesn't even make me drowsy; all it does is stop my picking urges from my trichotillomania, which is why I'm continuing to take it (for now--she said the Prozac should also get rid of those urges).
I finally caved, and let her prescribe the Prozac for me. The first night was HELL. The worst heartburn I've ever experienced in my life; tightening in the chest, awful pain, burning esophagus, burping--the works (and I'm someone who had to stop taking ibuprofen years ago for my neck injury because of heartburn, so I know heartburn). I was miserable for over an hour just thinking about how I couldn't POSSIBLY put up with this for 4+ weeks while my body adjusted to the drug. I knew I didn't have it in me. But I took some Tums and drank a bunch of water and then I found this subreddit. I poked around. I read your experiences. I found a lot of advice. Someone recommended taking the Prozac literally inside a bite of food, others said drink a bunch of water with it. So tonight, I did that. I took the pill in between bites of my food, gulped down a lot of water to chase it, then ate the remainder of my meal. I have the Tums on standby, but I haven't needed them thus far. No burning. No tightening. My throat feels fine.
I just want to express my gratitude to this community for being here, and for sharing your experiences. Without you, I wouldn't have pushed through and given it another go. I'm not even sure yet if I'm taking it at the right time for me (can't tell if it makes me sleepy or jittery, though last night I did get drowsy after I took it), but because of this community, I'm going to stick with it and see if it finally quells my anxious mind.
Thank you, prozac. Even if you think you did nothing else today, you helped a stranger.
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2023.03.22 07:24 Unstable_Erection Please tell me what you think about this story so far, the beginning is a little lackluster, but I’m liking the plot I set and I see many routes for some added twists.

A child fell into hell. The demons all seemed puzzled and afraid. Children are barred from being sent to hell, due to the impressionable nature of children. The demons start to panic, terrified to approach the child. He was no more than 3 years old, yet because the demons had never heard of a child being sent to hell they were scared of the child and what he might be capable of. They created a net of sorts and captured the child and took him to the devil. The devil surprised by the child’s presence instantly held the crying child and began trying to calm him down. The surrounding demons gasped and began to cry out, “My lord! Do not touch that child! We don’t know what he can do!” The devil ignored the demons and continued calming the child. Once the child was asleep the devil gathered his most elite and devout subjects and asked them one simple question. “Why do you think this child is here?” The demons all hollered at once overlapping each other. Some proclaimed it was a ploy set by Him, others stated that they should just kill the child right now. The devil simply tapped his finger on his throne and the room fell silent. “I understand your reservations, children are not allowed into this realm so I am curious as as to how the child got here.” “However”, he continued, “this is an opportunity we cannot squander.” The demons all looked puzzled, one of the devils top generals interjected, “Opportunity my lord? With all due respect, how could this abomination be an opportunity?” The devil remained silent for several seconds. Finally he spoke, “Do you not see the stark differences between this child and yourselves? This child still has his human form. All of you used to be humans, but of course because of your actions in your human life you were sent here to this realm. Upon entering this realm your human bodies were confiscated from your trinity; revealing each of your true spiritual identities. This child however, has retained his human form.” The demons groaned, “Yes this is why we need to get rid of the child!” One of the lower demons exclaimed. The devil shook his head. “Don’t you see, He has made a mistake. This will be His downfall. He will do anything to get this child back; once He finds out we have the child of course.” The demons began to snicker. “We can lure Him down here and finally kill Him!” One of the captains screamed. The devil once again shook his head. “I really wish more smart people sinned. You’re thinking too small. I just said He would do ANYTHING to get him back. That means our freedom.” The devil’s top general laughed with a mighty bellow, “My lord I know we aren’t the brightest, but do you hear yourself? He would never release us from this prison for one measly child.” The devil’s anger quickly rose, his eyes turned blood red and suddenly his top general bursted into flames and was turned to dust within seconds. The demons all looked shocked and terrified. That was his number one general with 15 centuries as his right hand man and he just killed him without a second thought. “If anyone would like to laugh like that fool, do it now.” The devil roared. The demons remained silent. “As I was saying He will do anything to protect a child’s soul, especially one that has entered our realm and has retained a human form.” The devil reiterated. After a long pause and some chatter between the demons the devil tapped his throne again, the room fell silent instantly. “Here is the plan, we will keep this child here in hell and keep him secret. I will create humanoid AI and a living space that mimics earth for the child and he will grow not knowing he is in hell or that everyone who has raised him are actually robots. Then when the time is right, we will reveal the child to Him.” The demons became unruly, “if we reveal the child to Him He will just take him away.” The new head general said. The devil looked up towards the ceiling. After a short pause the devil said, “He doesn’t come down here. Do you know why?” The demons stayed silent not answering the question. “He’s afraid.” The devil proclaimed. “Afraid that by coming down here we will somehow taint His perfection. Even though He has used humans for centuries to do His bidding under the guise of love and compassion. We will expose His fakery to this human boy after he has grown some and adopted His religion.” The demons began an uproar “His religion is an abomination!” “Why would we willingly give him another warrior?” The devil smiled one of his most sinister smiles. “Do you not remember a story about a particular fall from grace? This boy shall become the epitome of a human Lucifer. We will first get the boy to believe he is on earth and that he is surrounded by humans just like him. Then we will have the child start to learn about that blasphemous religion. Once he is devout to Him, we will reveal ourselves to the boy and show him what He did to one of his most devout followers. The boy will certainly not be able to hold his anger in and He will hear the boys curses towards Him. At which point He will try to locate the child on earth and when He fails to find the child, well that’s when He will be forced to come to me, for only I can find his fallen soldiers. I will create His most powerful soldier with that boy and then crush everything the child has ever known and declare victory.”
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2023.03.22 07:23 ChampagneDividends Help me get out of my house! Separation anxiety is costing me a lot

We adopted him quite young - maybe 7-8 months old (we don't know as he was a rescue). He was a ball of anxiety and quite/very reactive.
We paid a lot of money for training which has helped immeasurably. His overall anxiety has dropped significantly. Our trainedaycare owner estimated 80% drop.

Our Issue - We can't leave him
We have him in daycare the 3 days I'm in the office - which is costing a bomb. If we want to do anything that's not dog friendly at the weekend he's back in again. I've had to ring in sick, when he was sick because he can't go to daycare. I had to put him in daycare for an hour-long therapy session.
We set up a zoom call with him the other day (I know, lol). Just to see how long he would cry for when we left and if he would calm himself down.
Put him in his crate, gave him his favourite long-lasting treat and he howled and cried and whined for 40 minutes.
He doesn't want us to leave - ever.
I don't want to make his anxiety worse again but at the same time I'm wondering if we're strengthening his need to have us around by him never being alone.

About Doggo
Young - around the year mark.
Thought to be a pomeranian-spitz mix. Abandoned by previous owners for not being a purebred pomeranian.
Not neutered - trainer has said doing so will affect confidence/anxiety - said to wait until he's fully trained before doing so.
Walked 2x daily, played with regularly
Food changed to avoid additives - apparently, this affects anxiety too

I just need too be able to go to the local shop or a fitness class or go for dinner with my fiancee without having to pay for daycare - half-day rate for two hours.

HELP!
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2023.03.22 07:22 lizard-boyo How long did it take you to find a IUH?

13 hours into my first IUH hunt. I'm hunting on lunar and have and caught around 50 horses an hour. That's around 650 horses so far! For those of you who caught a IUH, how long (in hours) did you spend looking? How many lassos did you use? Just curious, genuinely. (This is day 3 of my hunt, if you're curious about that.) I think searching for them is really fun but have yet to get the payoff of finding one. Nowhere near giving up, though. :D If you're also looking, good luck!
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2023.03.22 07:22 Meaning-Plenty Poets can’t remain aloof from politics, but they shouldn’t become its victims either: Rehman Rahi - Wande Magazine

Wande Magazine: How does it feel being Kashmir’s greatest living poet? (he has died since then)
Rehman Rahi: To say this myself would not be appropriate. Whatever people may think of me, I respect it. I have only ever attempted something feeble and small. Poetry was God’s gift to me. All my life, I have campaigned for the Kashmiri language. So when people recognise my work, it obviously makes me happy. I ask myself, ‘Is this really true?’ Those who have said this about me are well-known literary figures, so one feels they must be speaking the truth (laughs).
My single-minded effort has been to raise the standard of the Kashmiri language so that it achieves a status on par with the great languages of the world in which literature is written; to bring it to the notice of the world’s great writers so that they know what’s happening with this language.
It is God's blessing that verses and poems came to me that people have appreciated. If people didn’t appreciate my poetry, they wouldn’t have translated it. A lot of my poetry has been translated and it has gotten me recognition. When I meet people at different places who show respect for me and my work, I feel I must have done something good (smiles).
Are you disappointed that Kashmiris don’t sufficiently value their poets? As a poet, what do you desire from your community?
I want readers for Kashmiri poetry. I write poetry and it gets published but then someone should read it. There should be readers of Kashmiri poetry. Only after reading it can someone make an opinion about whether it is good or bad poetry. Or whether the poet is writing in the old traditional way or the modern or whether the poet is representing his people and society in his poetry. This can only be known and understood once someone reads it.
I feel very sad that there are not many readers of the Kashmiri language. It’s terribly sad. Earlier, not many books were published in Kashmiri, till even Mehjoor’s time. In his time, sixteen-page poetry pamphlets used to be published. These were not books or collections of poems. Today, almost every day there is a new collection of poetry and it’s brought out in a very professional manner. However, there are very few readers. Those who purchase books are different. Serious readers are different. Even if you lend someone a book, it’s not expected that they would read it. The one main reason for this is that the new generation of Kashmiris—those in schools, colleges and universities (who are the future readers) don’t have much of an inclination towards the Kashmiri language. They have not been taught and trained in this language. It’s not really their fault. There is no such culture in their homes, or in our schools or in society. Kashmiri language and those who speak it are looked down upon. People feel proud to speak in Urdu and other languages even if they don't speak those well. I feel really sad. Our recognition and the recognition of the Kashmiri language should come from young people.
If there are no readers for Kashmiri poetry, what is the fun of writing poetry?
There is a small minority of people, even some youngsters who show a lot of interest in Kashmiri poetry, but their number is very small. Looking at them one gets happy. There is hope that maybe in future the number of these people would increase.
A modest movement for the Kashmiri language is underway for which some organizations like Adbi Markaz Kamraz are specially working. Many others are working towards this end. If they succeed in their efforts, more people might get interested in the Kashmiri language.
Why don't major and influential poets like you participate in Kashmir’s intellectual and political discourse?
Kashmir has no real tradition of what you call political poetry. There are bits and pieces of political poetry in Sheikh ul Alam’s work which speak about the times he lived in. Majorly, it is Sufi poetry which has dominated the Kashmiri literary landscape. Sufi poetry is metaphysical and doesn’t have much to do with the affairs of this world. This is one main reason why poets haven’t been part of the political discourse.
However, it is not entirely true that we [poets] don’t participate at all. Recently, I participated in a political rally. It’s not necessary to mention where. A leader at the rally complained that Kashmiri poets aren't part of the political discourse. In response, I read a nazm there. They were surprised to hear the nazm in which I had talked about the Kashmiri struggle at length. The nazm is called Khak e Karbala.
Since 1947 onwards, many poets in Kashmir have written about the contemporary times they were living in and about their political and social realities. A lot has been written. I have also written at length. Now when people don’t read, what can I do about it? It then seems we haven’t written anything.
Poets don’t participate in protest demonstrations and rallies. But whenever we felt it was necessary to participate, we participated without hesitation, especially for the [promotion] Kashmiri language for which we have held demonstrations for weeks altogether in Pratap Park [Lal Chowk, Srinagar]. Men and women participated in that demonstration and we sat there for a week. The result [of that demonstration] was that the Kashmiri language was introduced in primary classes at schools.
We also have to look at the peculiarities of different eras in Kashmir. Mehjoor and Azad were political poets and Dina Nath Nadim was in and out a political poet. Mehjoor and Azad are among the first poets who represented Kashmir’s political reality in their poems. Mehjoor showed the Kashmiri people their history. He showed that we [Kashmiris] are not a small people and that we possess a rich history in our cultural and political past. He offered Kashmiris their history and invoked us to rise. After 1947, there was a concerted effort to elevate the Kashmiri language through the inclusion of other genres of literature, which weren't part of the Kashmiri language before such as short stories, essays, novels and literary criticism.
In contemporary times, we have Zareef Ahmad Zareef whose entire poetry is political and many others like Amin Kamil have written at length about the politics of this place, especially after 1947 which we now call resistance poetry.
I have also tried my hand at resistance poetry. But as I said, there is only one handicap, which is that there are very few readers available. If there are readers of Kashmiri, this language will survive. If there are no readers, it will die. It is said, that every day in the world there are languages which die as there are no speakers. If the same happens with Kashmir, then what is Rehman Rahi, Dina Nath Nadim or Mehjoor?
We have also witnessed a massive change in social and political times. In the past, if you would have asked Sheikh ul Alam or Shams Faqir to write or comment on political times, they wouldn’t have been able to do it. There was no such culture in those times. They used to speak or write about an otherworldly metaphysical world.
The present times are different. The present times are very political in nature. We live in a very political world.
Are you worried about the future of the Kashmiri language and poetry?
I am worried but not sad because new writers are being born in Kashmir. We have a handful of serious readers who read Kashmiri literature and then comment and write about it. Many books have appeared critiquing and appreciating the work of poets like me. These bunch of people have realized that writing in Kashmiri is a serious affair and should be taken seriously unlike our children in schools and colleges who pay no attention and consider Kashmiri literature not worthy of their interest and attention.
If only Kashmiri people would realize how rich our language is, we will work for it day and night. The Kashmiri language has great potential. I have never been disappointed by the Kashmiri language. It’s not restrictive language. At times while writing poetry, there would be challenges such as there was no word available in Persian, Sanskrit, Urdu or even Kashmiri but such is the nature of the Kashmir language that I could make new words, which were later accepted and appreciated.
If the Kashmiri nation has to truly survive, it will only survive through the Kashmiri language. Otherwise Kashmiri nation will be a soulless nation.
Is there anyone among the younger crop of Kashmiri poets who you think holds promise?
There are many. They aren’t young poets, but they are my younger contemporaries. Rafiq Raaz is an excellent poet. There are limitations with his oeuvre, of course, but he is a genuine poet who will contribute a great deal to Kashmiri literature. There are limitations to his poetry because he gets too concerned about the technicalities and restricts himself.
I have written a verse about Rafiq Raaz in one of my books.
Rafiq Raaz chu muchraan tilismii khanan barr Sarood khan chiss sormi nazar ti khamosh hi
There is Shafi Shauq, who has been a professor at the University of Kashmir. Shad Ramzan is another fine poet. Shahnaz Rashid is another promising poet.
Shahnaz Rashid writes both ghazals and nazms. He didn’t write nazms but I encouraged him and he wrote some brilliant nazms. Ghulam Rasool Josh from Charar-e-Sharief is another excellent poet.
There are excellent poetesses as well such as Ruksana Jabeen and Naseem Shafaie. While Jabeen writes in both Kashmiri and Urdu, Shafaie writes in Kashmiri alone. Shafaie has received an award from the Sahitya Academy.
Kashmiris have produced great poetry because they have faced oppression. Sufi poetry, in fact, was a response to the deplorable conditions of our people. Today, there are only a few genuine Sufi poets in Kashmir.
How do you see the rise of BJP? What does it portend for Kashmir?
There is always a reason to worry when men of narrow thought come to power. They might think they are right in themselves, but they are not. Take Modi for instance. He is a Hindutva man and he might think Hindutva is a great philosophy. To an extent, it is fine if he or other Indians feel Hindutva gives them some historical identity and they have some sort of past to live up to. It becomes problematic when they adopt a narrow vision of politics. If we don’t accept the narrow politics of some Muslim leaders who believe that Muslims are the only great community, how can I accept Hindutva?
Another problem with the current times is the spectre of party politics and the notion that one's party should win by hook or crook. In my younger days, the youth used to look up to political parties as philosophical bastions. Youth were attracted to them mainly because the parties had some philosophical ideas to offer. I, for one, was attracted to the communist ideology and became a member of the Communist Party in Kashmir. I really thought they had something new to offer and some new ideas. Later on, I was disillusioned and today I can’t call myself a follower of Marx. However, back then, it did seem that Marx was saying something that no one before had articulated.
With the coming to power of these people, if the Kashmiri identity is attacked, I will oppose it. It should be opposed by everybody. The Kashmiri identity has some peculiar characteristics which should be protected.
We often hear of the killings in Kashmir. We hear about someone being shot on the roadside or someone being shot while buying essentials. We also hear of men entering homes and killing people. I just remembered a verse. There is a word in this couplet, “mogjaar”, which means freedom.
Parwardigar’e saane ti mogjaar mekh karam Kath poshe waare baaghe barikh boale badle bamm
Wech aasi daare lyie, ti pellet gun aechen pharrem Shah taan kruuth pyom pepper krath seene dam
Almighty, show mercy, guide us to the path of freedom Every word of this flower garden they barter with a bomb
If a window opens the breadth of an eyelid, a pellet gun robs the eye of light Pepper guns make the air bitter, metonymy, a lung pogrom
This was written last year on September 28 [2016]. I saw a picture of a young girl who had been blinded and it moved me and made me cry. There is tremendous oppression here and we must raise our voices against it. As a poet, this is my protest against it. I can’t do anything else.
Did you ever think of returning your awards when artists across India were doing so to protest curbs on artistic and intellectual freedom? If not, why?
Had I been given any awards by the government, I would have returned them. The awards I have received are from literary organisations like Sahitya Academy, Jnanpith or Kabeer Samaan. These are not awards from politicians. The awards I have received were in recognition of the Kashmiri language. Why should I return them?
When I won the Jnanpith award, journalists asked me how I felt. I told them that with this award, the Kashmiri language has moved forward. Whether I, as a poet, moved forward or not, the Kashmiri language definitely has. This [Jnanpith award] was a recognition of the Kashmiri language. Why should I reject it? How can I reject it?
Kashmir witnessed a bloody summer in 2016 and nearly a hundred people were killed and hundreds lost eyesight. But there was no word from Kashmir’s greatest living poet. What was the reason for your silence?
It is totally wrong to say that I have been silent. I have written many poems in protest, not just last year but also in the turbulent nineties. I have written many poems about the oppression in Kashmir and the resistance as well. Not just me, but many poets have been actively writing.
I will recite a poem I wrote in 1990 and you tell me whether the accusations against me hold any truth. I once recited this poem at a political rally. I told the gathering they weren’t truly aware of what was happening. I told them that they might be in politics but they didn’t know much. The poem is titled Khak-e-Karbala, or the dust of Karbala, which is used by the faithful to heal the wounds inflicted as part of marsiya during Muharram. I sent the poem to many prominent newspapers at that time but no one published it.
In my recent collection Kadla Thatis Peth (On The Pier of the Bridge), there are a few poems that expressly talk about the present political situation. It’s not my fault that people don’t read. What can I do about it?
I will now recite some lines from Khak-e-Karbala:
Agar ni saanen chokken zabaan kanh Magar yi rath gassi ni raaiygan zanh
Phezaar dyitan beshoar keatil Yi daage laanath yi yas ni challnai
Yi rath mushuk saar boambran hyund Yi rath haya mand yemburzal’an hyund
Yi rath talatum jawaan johdun Yi rath tafazul qayaam ohad’uk
Yi rath ba faize Hussain khoda joo Yi rath ba fazle khoda sorakh ruu
Yi rath chu baarav divan buuziv Shaheed qoamuk bayaan boeziv
Setha setha kaal annigaetis manz preyn gulami Lalluv bye sakh zuv zante zahar heattis manz
Setha setha kaal chaangi dod rath Na aayi kanh ath na draayi kanh wath
Zamaan woth nindri aes wathav na Cztaan chi zanjeer aes chattav na
Bedaar ehsaas prazznatte gov Choppyear Azadi hyund talab pyov
Dua mongukh aes ti gash sarrhev Chu kya lyeakith laani, pane parhev
Shurren muqabal sippah treavikh Machine gun kotran chalevikh
Su foaj koachan ti angnan manz Mahali jang zan ti bazran manz
Jawaan thod woth ti gueel siinas Buzargh broah poak ti prathh jabeenas
Aennis dopukh woth kuthen muchar barr Kaellis dopukh raam naam sathe parr
Saleem maerikh Salaam moarukh Habib moarukh Hishaam moarukh
Hu beang balai baam moarukh Yi muktidu ko imam moarukh
Yi shahar moaruk yi gaam moarukh Kasheere hund subah sham moarukh
Agar ni sannen chokken zabaan kanh Magar yi rath gassi ni raiy ganh zanh
Yi rath amanat chu Karbala huk Yi rath tas ni tehreer inqilab’uk
Zamaan hargah pricchev haqeeqat Dapyus reashe maale ker bagawat
I have recited this poem at many events in the presence of several leaders. There are five-six collections of my poetry that have poems about the political situation, and about my fundamental concern, which is of a man in this universe.
Do you think poets should remain distanced from the political life of the place they belong to or live in?
One cannot stay aloof at all. Politics is like air and it reaches everywhere. In Kashmir, if a man goes to a baker’s shop and finds that the size of the bread is not what he expected, politics over it will start. They will say "Yi ha kor hindustaanan (This is India’s handiwork)"(laughs). What happens in Kashmir on a day-to-day basis can make an artist politically conscious. But the artist or the poet doesn’t have to become a politician. He has to remain a poet. What does being a poet mean? It shouldn’t be only translating experience into verse but presenting it in such a way so that the reader sees himself/herself through that experience.
Poets can’t remain distanced from the politics of their place but they shouldn’t become victims of politics either. It’s one thing to do poetry and another to do sloganeering. Mehjoor and Azad did some bit of sloganeering, but they wrote wonderful poetry. Mehjoor’s most popular poem Wala Ha Bagwano is more of a slogan than poetry. Azad was an avowed Marxist. He used to agitate for farmers’ rights. They were great poets, and yet political.
What do you think is the role of a writer or intellectual in a place like Kashmir?
The primary role of a writer or poet is to agitate and protest through his craft alone. His role is to move the reader and to make him feel the agony. The poet doesn’t report. That is the journalist’s job. The journalist explains that this person was killed in these circumstances. The poet’s job is to depict the killing as if it happened in front of the reader, and as if the reader himself was being killed. The living reality of a poem should move the soul of the reader.
Craft and imagination is the key for writers and poets. Their craft should make the written word a living reality. The role of the poet is the creation and that is why it’s called takhleeq (creation) because what the poet sees and feels he translates (creates) onto the page.
https://wandemag.com/poets-poltics-and-rehman-rahi/
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2023.03.22 07:22 IAmDumb6996 Failing students of Class 1

So my aunt whose a school teachers let's say in school Y, they had their results a few days back and she told that they failed many class 9 students and i asked wow class 9 is also having it hard then se told me they also failed many class 1 students, because many could not even get 5% and everyone in my family and the teachers of that school seems to think of it as okay but i think they should not fail students before they are in class 5 because how could you think anyone would take studying seriously before that. (When i brought my opinion everyone said that it's better if they experience failure at the starting since they would not feel it as much as they would do in senior classes, this is true but what does it have to do with failing them now because just as they said they would not feel much from it)
Please give your opinion on this. If think i might be wrong,please help me understand why.
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2023.03.22 07:21 Other-Borderlands K♥️: Sanctuary [Part 1]

K♥️: Sanctuary [Part 1]
K♥️: Sanctuary [Part 1]
Venue: Church
This game is part of a series of games, where I am writing games for all 52 cards for a borderlands in the UK. Each one includes a story of how I imagine the game playing out. You can find all entries here.

Remaining Games
First Day of Exhibitions
He awaited his first lost sheep the morning the second round began. He stood at the churchyard gates, next to the sign he had put up the night before, which told players no external weaponry was permitted, and beneath read the name of the game, sanctuary, as well as a warning to players looking for a true game to visit the Jack or Queen of hearts.
He stood for half an hour after the start of the second phase, before a you man walked up to the gates, seeing him standing there.
“Hello my son! Do you wish to join my sanctuary, where we will live in peace with this world, free from future sin, to repent our past.” He said, and the man looked at him.
“Are you off your rocker?” The man said, and the King responded by pointing at his signs.
The man walked towards him, and into the churchyard.
“So what are the rules? What hab I got to do?” He asked.
“Nothing. Live here in harmony with god, and we will be forgiven. In this place you are given respite from the cruel games out there. While playing a game, your visa is frozen, and so by staying here you may live your life to the fullest.” The king explained, and the man turned.
“What? You mean this isn’t a game?” He asked.
“Well, of sorts. The game ends when I press the big red button on the church altar. The only rules are no violence, and no leaving the churchyard once you have entered.” He said.
The man tried to respond, but the King cut him off “Shall I give you a tour of the church?”
They walked inside, and the king showed him the area allocated to sleeping, rows upon rows of bunk beds in the main church hall. Further down, past the bunk beds, was a makeshift kitchen, with hobs, knives, chopping boards, everything one might need.
Next up, the King showed him his elaborate plans for the church, with various extra rooms in the church allocated to entertainment, medicine, etc, places in the churchyard for starting an allotment, a cabin, and some more projects.
They had plenty of food, materials and power stored, and they could easily create a self sustaining colony here. The more the pastor spoke, the more and more the man was convinced that this could truly become their home.
In a world of little hope, in the place where it was least expected to find some, the king of hearts, stood the hope of safety, and freedom from the games.
Once they had finished the tour, the king asked the man what he was best at, and what he would like to start work on.
“I’ve always enjoyed gardening…” The man said.
“Wonderful! I shall allocate you to the allotment to take care of our crops.” The King said, handing the man various equipment, as well as seeds, charts for what to plant next to each other, and sent him off to begin the work.
The King walked back to the churchyard gates, waiting another participant.
The sun rose higher in the sky, as a woman and two of her friends walked up.
“Who are you? You another participant?” She asked, and he responded.
“No, I am the King of hearts.” He took a bite from an apple. “This is sanctuary. Sanctuary from the games. If you step inside I can tell you more, but do not enter expecting a game like the others you have played.”
“I see the manipulation has already begun.” She said, stepping in, followed by her friends. “Right, tell me the rules.”
“The rules are simple. There is a button on the altar. If I press it, it is game clear for everyone. Violence and leaving the church premises are not permitted.” He said.
“What? That’s not a game!” She said.
“I did warn you before entering that this would not be like any of the other ‘games’ you have played.” The King said, “Now, should I show you around our colony?” He gave them a tour, showing them the bunks, the kitchen, the garden, the supplies, the whole church. As they walked, they began to feel the Kings silken word wrap around them, giving them hope. They were going to stay here, and spit in the face of whoever had created this cruel place. They would live together, in peace, until their deaths, within the church.
They all got to work, setting up the garden, improving the extra rooms, and they for the first time since they arrived here they truly felt free.
The King returned with his apple to the gate, awaiting more of gods children ready to join him in his colony in this uncaring world.
He had chosen to remain here, in this world of death and despair, as he felt it needed god more than any other. When he had been competing, it had been rumoured that the citizens were once players too, and after pulling through the King of hearts game, he decided he would stay, to bring god to the lives of the hopeless.
But this world made him even question the existence of god. He didn’t know how god could permit this, and all the countless other things in the old world continue to happen, yet held onto the hope that there was a god.
After all, why else would he have created this place?
Two more friends approached the venue, and the King told them as much as he was permitted to about the game. He had a thought, and brought one of the others of his colony to the gate, to tell them about the nature of this game.
This brought on the trust of the players, and he told them to spread the news that this place was a sanctuary.
They walked off, but he doubted that they would be believed, as he looked at the blimp above the church, the King of hearts waving in the wind. The idea that he would be a master of manipulation meant nobody would believe his good will until they enter the venue themselves, or at least got close.
Over the course of the day, two more people joined the colony, and as the sun went down he surveyed the progress that had been made. They had started their garden, meaning they would soon have self sufficient food supplies, likely soon after all that was already stored in the church ran out.
At around lunch time one person had begun working on a large soup, with carrots, potatoes, onions, and all of them graciously ate it, their first proper meal in weeks, maybe even months.
They then began to tell stories, in the well lit church, about their time here. The King gave them as much about him as they were permitted to know, and they were soon joined by one more person, who the King welcomed, and explained everything to.
Eventually they all went to sleep, free from the fear of ever having to participate in a game again.
The King surveyed his colonists, happy that they had all adapted to life here so easily. This place, while not perfect, was a veritable paradise compared to the world beyond the churchyard walls, and he was glad the others appreciated the effort he had put into it, and the effort they would put into it. He had intentionally made sure there was still plenty of work to be done to improve the church, as to stifle boredom. He had planned every detail, and knew it was perfect.
Second Day of Exhibitions
They woke up early, ready to continue the future of his utopia. They got to work on various projects, such as the allotment, and someone began work on the games room he had planned.
He helped out I the kitchen too, cutting veg and preparing meals for the day. He was cooking another soup today, while their vegetables were still few in number.
Over the course of the day more arrived, and he welcomed them. They were at first suspicious of his utopia, but he managed to convince them that this was for the greater good.
The Day was fruitful, and soon they had planted various vegetables, and were growing potatoes, carrots, onions, peppers, tomatoes, as well as various fruits. He congratulated the gardeners, and then he checked out the games room.
It had been redecorated, and the Games organised. In fact, it had been done so quick the others had started work on the library, organising all of the books carefully in order of genre and author surname.
This place was becoming more and more like the Utopia he envisioned.
He poured some oil into the pan, before tipping in his diced onion, frying them a little, before adding water to boil the carrots and potatoes he had stocked up in. He made some vegetable stock from a pack he had in his spice cupboard, and with the help of the other cooks, they now had a meal for al of them. They filled it into bowls, handing them out to everyone in the church’s sanctuary, and they each ate gratefully, thanking him for his work, as well as the kindness of establishing this place.
They began to talk over such about what they had done so far.
“So, the allotment is looking good at the moment. By the time our stocked food will have run out, we should be swimming in produce of our own growing. Also, this soup is really nice Noah, you and the cooks did a great job!” The Gardener said, and Noah nodded, saying he couldn’t have achieved this without them.
The room brimmed with happiness, at the salvation these people had found in this world. That this was the way forward, the way to continued prosperity.
“Well, I improved the games room. That billiards table was a good idea Noah. Thanks also for bringing in so many board games and sets of cards. While we may not have always enjoyed them in the old world, I’m sure here they will become classics quickly, and we will play them till old age. Also, as you said earlier, I checked from the roof to see how many other cards are left. It looks like the King of Clubs, Queen of Spades, and Jack of Diamonds went down yesterday.” The Woman said.
“Thank you for informing me. We should hope and pray for those we have lost, they are now in a better place.” Noah said.
They continued to talk over their food, and just before they were about to return to work, a woman walked in through the doors.
“Hello, my child, welcome to sanctuary!” Noah said.
“Yeah yeah, quit the bullshit, tell me the rules.” She said.
“Well, The ‘game’ is simple. The game end when I press that button on the altar over there, willingly. Otherwise, you mustn’t leave the game venue, or act violently.” Noah explained. “This place is a sanctuary from the outside world. A refuge for those who have been crushed by the horrors of the Games.”
“What? What about Visas?” The Woman said confused.
“While in a game, your visa does not decrease. This place gives you time to live the rest of your days out, without the threat of the laser. This place is my Ark, if you will.” The King said, pointing to the church.
“This world makes it appear as if you must kill others to survive. That is not true. If you can resist the temptations of this world, you will receive salvation.”
Noah then gave the woman a tour of the grounds, before asking her what she wished to do. She ended up working in the garden, and Noah returned to the gates, to welcome any possible new colonists.
His sanctuary was coming to life, an example of how humans can collaborate and triumph in a world without hope.
No new people arrived after Sandra interrupted them at lunch, and the King gathered everyone around for tea and began to tell stories about his experiences.
“When I came to this world, I realised how important it was to trust god. I played the games set up by the old Kings, Queens and Knaves. They slowly fell, and when We had finally defeated them all, we were offered a choice by the ruler of this land. Stay, and accept citizenship, or decline. I accepted, to allow this land, a land without god, to see the light of good, and forge a beacon of hope for all who came.” Noah said, as his followers watched intently, and he began to recall his first games, the Jack and King of hearts, and how in the King game he had saved a young man, who grew to become the King of Clubs.
It became later and later, and Noah advised them to go to bed, telling them he would continue to tell them about his experiences the next day, and then the others could tell them theirs.
Third Day of Exhibitions
On the third day only one blimp went down, that of the Queen of Clubs.
Noah awoke bright and early, ready for the day. He slowly got everyone else up, while preparing breakfast. They ate in their own time, before leaving to go out and work.
Noah walked to the gates, apple in hand. He waited there for a few minutes, and watched as some new followers-to-be began to arrive.
He introduced himself, giving his regular explanation, and before they stepped inside, was backed up by one of the gardeners, who happened to be walking past. The group stepped inside, introducing themselves as Alfie, Tracy and Roger, a group that had beaten the King of Clubs together.
“A shame. The King of Clubs was a good man.” Noah said, leading them into the main hall.
“He definitely wasn’t what I expected from a King, to say the least.” Tracy said. “Neither are you.”
“The manipulation is still to come.” Alfie said, not trusting Noah.
“Well, I can assure you that I have all of the residents of this countries best interests in mind. We could live here for many years without problem. Just ask any of the other players that have stayed with us for a while, they all trust me.” Noah countered.
He walked up to the altar.
“This here is the game clear condition. If I press it, I die, and our colony is terminated. The game ends, everyone gets a game clear. I have no intention of doing so.” Noah said.
“So you are our jailor.” Alfie said to him.
“If you need to see it that way, yes.” Noah said. “But in truth I am your saviour. Without me you would soon be playing another game. You would live in fear of your life. Here, that all fades away. You regain free time, as you need to care less and less about your own survival. Don’t you see the utopia we will forge?”
Alfie shrugged.
“Now, if you will please allow me to ask what jobs you would be comfortable doing…” He asked.
He got them all started on their tasks, and the day went smoothly. He spent a while talking with Roger as they prepared food, talking about his life, and soon they called everyone in for Lunch.
In the meantime, tracy had begun speaking to Sandra, and learned about her. Alfie, on the other hand, had remained distant from the others, refusing to participate in work.
He walked over to Roger and Tracy while they were eating their food.
“Don’t you find this a little suspicious? He’s way to kind for someone who’s gone through what we’ve been through. I don’t trust this guy one bit.” Alfie said.
“Why, all he’s done is be nice to us!?” Tracy said. “He’s forged a home for us in this uncaring world. How can you disagree with that?”
“He’s already gotten to you. Don’t you see? He’s indoctrinating you. This is a cult!” Alfie protested, perhaps a little too loud.
“Now, how about we all calm down a little.” Noah said, walking over. “I see our new member wishes to leave. Trust me Alfie, it’s Alfie right? This place will be our beacon of hope, our zone of safety. Please, don’t fight us. It’ll only harm you.”
Alfie nodded, but still had a scowl fixed on his face.
“Good. Now, how about we all return to work, and reconvene later for tea.” He said, walking away.
The others returned to work, and Alfie was left alone in the Hall.
Noah turned. “You should also get to work. It won’t reflect well on you if you eat our food but don’t help out.”
Roger had by this point returned to the garden. He liked gardening, and had constantly recommended the performers establish one while they were still in large numbers, so they would have a continued food supply. He gave up on the idea after continued rejection, and the dwindling number of performers meant there was almost no point, they all believed they would die anyway.
But now he had a communal garden, where he could help a group of people he cared about. He dug, and planted some seeds. They were almost out of the space allocated. Oh well, they would always need to attend to plants to help them grow. He wasn’t sure how well they would grow in this strange climate, but he held out hope.
He spent the hours until dusk in the garden with a man who claimed he was the first to join Noah. They exchanged trivial details about their lives, as well as their time in this land. They both admired Noah for his ability to create hop in a world without it, and how he kept order in a world seemingly without any.
When they gathered around for Noah’s story and food, they listened intently, hearing about his exploits during his time as a player, how he had helped those in need. How he had not killed anyone during his time as a player.
Alfie watched from afar, seeing how the group worshiped the ground he walked on. Why couldn’t anyone but him see it?
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2023.03.22 07:21 Acquis_Compliance What is Extended Producer Responsibility (EPR)?

What does Extended Producer Responsibility, or EPR, entail? Published by Source Intelligence at 4:30 p.m. on February 16, 2023, Extended Producer Responsibility (EPR) is an environmental policy strategy that holds manufacturers accountable for their products' entire lifecycle, including design, take-back, recycling, and final disposal. EPR policies focus on the environmental characteristics of products and production processes throughout the product chain rather than a single point in the supply chain.
Find out more about EPR and what it means for producers in the supply chain by reading on.
What is a policy on EPR? The Organization for Economic Co-operation and Development (OECD) identifies the following characteristics of EPR policies:
The provision of incentives for producers to take environmental impacts into account when designing products Any kind of product can fall under the purview of EPR policies. However, due to the toxicity of these waste streams, legislators have identified WEEE (Waste Electrical and Electronic Equipment), batteries, and packaging as core areas.
Which nations have laws regarding EPR? EPR policies are now in place all over the world, including in India, Australia, Japan, Canada, and the United States, despite the fact that the European Union (EU) was the first to implement them. EPR policies vary from tariff and fee structures to schedules and reporting requirements across regions, states, provinces, and countries, despite their global presence.
Under EPR, who is regarded as a producer? Under EPR, a producer can be any company that produces, imports, sells, or owns the brand of any product or packaging covered by EPR. To determine whether they are in compliance, businesses that meet any of the producer obligation criteria are required to examine EPR legislation in every nation in which they operate. Businesses may also be subject to additional thresholds set by countries, such as turnover and the number of products or packaging sold.
How do organizations consent to EPR? While EPR arrangements shift around the world, makers regularly should do the accompanying:
Finance the collection, recycling, and recovery of waste Report quantities of products and materials placed on the market As mentioned earlier, it is essential to research EPR policies for each country in which your business is considered a producer to clarify your specific compliance requirements. Register directly with the appropriate governmental body and/or authorized scheme/program.
Challenges of EPR compliance EPR compliance is difficult and resource-intensive due to global differences in EPR policies. Compliance professionals frequently face the following difficulties when we speak with them:
Obtaining high-quality data from suppliers: Since producers typically do not have access to all of the product data that is contained in their supply chain, they must rely on their suppliers to provide it before matching it with sales data in order to generate reports. It is not always easy to get in touch with suppliers, and some suppliers might not agree to provide the data when asked. Preparing reports to meet the various EPR reporting requirements: There are various categories or requirements for EPR reporting around the world, which can be overwhelming for businesses that operate in multiple nations. Monitoring changes to EPR policies worldwide: Compliance teams frequently struggle to keep up with changes to EPR laws. This makes it moving for makers to follow refreshed detailing necessities and leaves them in danger of resistance. Preparing for new EPR regulations As EPR regulations become more common worldwide, producers need to be aware of new trends or policy changes. The most ideal way to remain current with and get ready for arising EPR guidelines is to work with a store network consistence accomplice like Source Insight, as changes to worldwide EPR strategies can happen as much of the time as each quarter.
Acquis assists you in managing and automating the due diligence obligations resulting from global EPR compliance reporting requirements, which include WEEE, packaging, and batteries. With the most robust EPR compliance program on the market, we streamline the process by streamlining the collection of data and the production of reports.
Take a look at our EPR program to find out more about how we can simplify the complexities of EPR compliance for you.
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2023.03.22 07:21 ivy-LPI Surf Fishing Gear Market to Witness Robust Expansion by 2023

LPI (LP Information)' newest research report, the “Surf Fishing Gear Industry Forecast” looks at past sales and reviews total world Surf Fishing Gear sales in 2022, providing a comprehensive analysis by region and market sector of projected Surf Fishing Gear sales for 2023 through 2029. With Surf Fishing Gear sales broken down by region, market sector and sub-sector, this report provides a detailed analysis in US$ millions of the world Surf Fishing Gear industry.
This Insight Report provides a comprehensive analysis of the global Surf Fishing Gear landscape and highlights key trends related to product segmentation, company formation, revenue, and market share, latest development, and M&A activity. This report also analyzes the strategies of leading global companies with a focus on Surf Fishing Gear portfolios and capabilities, market entry strategies, market positions, and geographic footprints, to better understand these firms' unique position in an accelerating global Surf Fishing Gear market.
This Insight Report evaluates the key market trends, drivers, and affecting factors shaping the global outlook for Surf Fishing Gear and breaks down the forecast by type, by application, geography, and market size to highlight emerging pockets of opportunity. With a transparent methodology based on hundreds of bottom-up qualitative and quantitative market inputs, this study forecast offers a highly nuanced view of the current state and future trajectory in the global Surf Fishing Gear .
This report presents a comprehensive overview, market shares, and growth opportunities ofSurf Fishing Gear market by product type, application, key manufacturers and key regions and countries.
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2023.03.22 07:21 NoDontBeep STRESSED & don’t know what to do.

CONTEXT: I need advice. I started working at two places at the same time, and after the first week, they both gave me part-time hours due to training. Now, the closer place to where I live is offering me full-time hours, while the other job, which is further away and takes approximately an hour to commute to, is still only offering me part-time hours. I want to focus my attention on the closer job because they prioritize me, and I'm starting to feel overwhelmed trying to balance two new jobs and memorize everything. I spent five hours creating a cheat sheet for the full-time place and sent it to my manager, who was grateful for it and plans to use it for future training. However, the new closer job has been quickly letting people go, and I am concerned about job security, especially since they have terminated employees for seemingly minor reasons like waiting too long to be served or not having a bubbly enough personality. While I do have a good personality, I am not perfect, and I cannot meet unrealistic expectations. Despite my concerns, my manager at the closer job expressed happiness with my performance and does not want me to leave. Additionally, they offered me the opportunity to manage their social media for a monthly pay of $150, which would require me to post one update each day. What is your advice?
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2023.03.22 07:21 BalrenIII AITA for moving on too quickly from a conversation?

My boyfriend Marcel [23M] and I [25M] usually watch Filipino volleyball games together (he is in the Philippines, I live in America, we are long distance). We watch college level and pro level. Today when we were calling he mentioned that the pro-level team (we haven’t seen watched them lately because we haven’t been able to find the games being streamed) got knocked out of championship contention. I said “oh damn, I guess our faith rests in [our college team] now.”
About 3-5 seconds later Marcel goes “whatever.” I asked what was wrong and he said I just moved on to a topic that wasn’t related to what he was talking about. He said he was upset that all I cared about was just watching the games with him and that I’m not curious about the format of their leagues, and he also said I didn’t care about what he brought up because I didn’t ask if the pro-level team was headed for podium placement, or about their record, etc.
I said he didn’t really give me much of a chance because only a few seconds passed before he assumed I had nothing else to say. He replied “well how long am I supposed to wait while you don’t say anything before I can respond?” I said that it’s not really about that, it’s that I thought his reaction was premature.
I also mentioned that I’m getting tired of him jumping to conclusions based on an emotional impulse generated from a half-baked interpretation about what he thought my mental state was, as inferred from relatively vague behavioral exhibits. He said that he can’t take me seriously when I mention that I have a problem with this because I have emotional problems too.
I feel like my initial reply might have sounded a bit apathetic considering it’s something we both enjoy watching together a lot. AITA?
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2023.03.22 07:21 Tigreal Patch Notes 1.7.68 - Org. Server

From The Designers

For the upcoming March season, aside from the usual hero adjustments, we've also optimized the gameplay of some older heroes such as Layla and Freya. We hope they'll be back with a spring in their step, ready to shine upon the battlefield!
We've also optimized 6 lesser-used equipment (Sea Halberd, Necklace of Durance, Twilight Armor, Rose Gold Meteor, Blood Wings and Thunder Belt) and 2 Battle Spells (Aegis and Revitalize) to hopefully make them more viable options in battle.
Additionally, for the upcoming Season 28, we will be launching a new Mythic system with a new rank, new Display Logos for Mythic ranks, and optimized the Mythic Points system into the Stars system. Reach 25 and 50 stars in Mythic to get upgraded appearances for Mythic stars.
We've also optimized the Placement Match experience and added a new Mythic Rank Exclusive Skin Voting system (avaliable after reaching Mythic rank, vote for 1 out of 6 heroes).
Added "Road to Mythic" challenges at Mythic rank that will grant the S28 Profile Namecard Background and Personal Profile Background. Reach Mythical Glory rank to upgrade them. Good luck in the new season!

I. New & Revamped Heroes

[Revamped Hero: Courageous Warrior - Minsitthar]
[Spear of Glory] and [King's Calling] are Minsitthar's core skills, so we've kept their gameplay the same (with some optimizations) in this revamp.
In addition, we've redesigned his Skill 2 and Passive to provide more damage and control to his kit. This redesign focuses on maintaining his roaming role while exploring the possibility of taking the Exp Lane.
We've also given Minsitthar a complete makeover. With this revamp, the courageous warrior shall reclaim his rightful glory!
Hero Features: A courageous warrior who excels in battle with spear and shield.
[Passive: Mark of the King]
Minsitthar's Basic Attacks and skills apply a stack of Mark of the King. Upon reaching 5 stacks, the next attack will detonate all Marks to deal a large amount of damage and stun the target, and restore HP to Minsitthar.
[Skill 1: Spear of Glory]
When pulling back his spear, Minsitthar will pull all enemy heroes in its path to him.
[Skill 2: Shield Assault]
Minsitthar holds up his shield, reducing incoming damage from the front for a period of time.
While in this stance, Minsitthar's Basic Attacks will hit all enemies in a rectangular area and have increased Attack Speed.
[Ultimate: King's Calling]
Minsitthar's Ultimate now prevents all enemies in its area from using all movement abilities.
Summoned Royal Guards can also trigger Minsitthar's equipment effects with their attacks.
Slightly increased the cast range.
Reduced the effect's duration.

II. Hero Adjustments

The following heroes have undergone significant adjustments in this patch: Joy, Freya, Layla, Wanwan, Badang, Esmeralda and Eudora.
The following uses (↑) (↓) (~) to indicate Buff, Nerf, and Adjustment.
[Joy] (~)
Joy has impressive durability, but her burst potential is a bit lacking in the mid-to-late game. As such, we're making it harder for her to gain durability while increasing her damage to fit her role as an Assassin.
[Passive] (~)
Removed the shield effect.
New Effect: Joy's skills now deal an additional instance of damage each time they hit a non-Minion unit.
[Skill 2] (~)
Max Uses: 5 >> 4
New Effect: Gain a shield when hitting on beat.
[Ultimate] (~)
Number of Skill 2 casts required to unlock: 5 >> 4
New Effect: Gain Physical & Magic Defense during Ultimate.
Damage increase after hitting on beat: 30% >> 40% (max damage when hitting all beats is the same)
[Freya] (↑)
While Freya has great sustainability, she plays more or less the same as other heroes that rely on Basic Attacks. So, we're making it easier for her to chain her skill combos, and in some circumstances, indefinitely. We're also improving the feel of Spirit Combo and Leap of Faith, and that of Freya's combos as a whole. Her shield and damage in the early-mid game have been adjusted to keep things balanced.
[Skill 1] (~)
Skill 1 is no longer enhanced by Sacred Orb nor does it cost any Sacred Orbs.
Can move through obstacles more easily.
[Skill 2] (↑)
Skill casts needed to trigger leaping strike: 3 >> 2
Reworked how the cooldown works: Cooldown is no longer triggered after the leaping strike, instead it triggers after not continuing to cast the skill within a certain period.
Slightly reduced the foreswing time of the leaping strike.
Airborne Duration: 0.5s >> 0.4s
Base Damage: 130-230 (+90% Total Physical Attack) >> 20-230 (+90% Total Physical Attack)
Final Damage: 156-276 (+108% Total Physical Attack) >> 26-276 (+108% Total Physical Attack)
Shield: 160-260 (+70% Extra Physical Attack) >> 60-260 (+70% Extra Physical Attack)
[Layla] (↑)
As a Marksman without Blink, Layla has trouble with survivability. We hope the following changes will allow her to kite enemies more efficiently and increase her skill cap. We've reduced a bit of her damage to balance these buffs.
[Basic Attack & Skills] (↑)
Greatly reduced backswing time to allow her to move and attack more efficiently.
[Attribute] (↓)
Physical Attack Growth: 9 >> 7.5
[Passive] (↓)
Maximum Damage Increase: 135% >> 130%
[Skil 2] (↑)
Changed the slow effect from mark detonations to a 0.25s AOE stun.
Only marks the first target hit.
[Wanwan] (~)
With fewer Weaknesses to hit, more players have been enjoying Wanwan, but it also made it harder for her opponents to counter her Ultimate. Therefore, we want to make it easier to escape her Ultimate while not affecting her power. After the changes, the locked target can more easily get out of lock range, and frontline heroes can move to block Wanwan's crossbow attacks to tank the damage. To compensate, we buffed Wanwan's damage, and how much she gains from Movement Speed bonuses in the early and mid game (Wanwan should get extra Movement Speed to take advantage of this).
[Passive] (↑)
All Weaknesses Hit Damage: 55-97 >> 70-112
[Ultimate] (↓)
Lock Range: 8.5 >> 6
Speed Boost while in the air: 10% Total Movement Speed >> 100% Extra Movement Speed
[Badang] (↓)
Badang has become too dominant in this version with the buff to Knockback effects. We've moderately reduced his damage in the early and mid game for balance.
[Skill 1] (↓)
Base Damage: 160-260 >> 125-225
Explosion Damage: 120-195 >> 100-175
[Ultimate] (↓)
Base Damage: 80-140 >> 60-120
Explosion Damage: 40-70 >> 30-60
[Esmeralda] (↑)
We've slightly increased Esmeralda's damage to make her more competitive compared to other Exp Laners.
[Basic Attack] (↑)
First Damage: 80% Physical Attack >> 100% Physical Attack
Second Damage: 100 +55% Magic Power >> 100 +75% Magic Power
[Skill 2] (↑)
Cooldown: 5.5-3.5s >> 4.5-3.5s
[Eudora] (↑)
We want players to be able to use Eudora's skills based on the situation, instead of always starting with Skill 2.
[Attributes] (↑)
HP Growth: 142.5 >> 160.5
[Skill 2] (↑)
Orb of Lightning bounce's Stun Duration: 0.6s >> 0.9s
[Lesley] (↑)
We've slightly buffed Lesley's damage because the meta has been favouring Attack Speed Marksmen.
Passive (↑)
Base Damage:50 >> 75
[Skill 1] (↑)
Cooldown: 5-3s >> 4-2.5s
[Paquito] (↑)
We've slightly buffed Paquito's durability in the mid and late game to fit his role as a fighter.
[Skill 1] (↑)
Shield: 150-500 +110% Physical Attack >> 150-650 +135% Physical Attack
[Fredrinn] (↓)
Slightly reduced the damage of Fredrinn's Ultimate when not enhanced.
[Skill 2] (↓)
Base Damage: 200-300 >> 140-215
[Skill 3] (↓)
Base Damage: 300-500 >> 210-330

III. Battlefield Adjustments

[New Map]

The brand-new map "Harmonia" is available free for a limited-time! Featuring a new design, with new models, effects, and more. And the "Harmonia" Lord is stepping into the fray, too. Check it out!
[Lord] (↑)
The Enhanced Lord can now use Turret Clash against all turrets it encounters after the 12-minute mark, instead of only the first one.

[Equipment]

[Sea Halberd] (↑)
We don't want Physical Damage heroes to lose much damage output when using this equipment.
[Unique Passive - Punish] (New)
Increase damage by 8% against enemy heroes with more extra HP than you.
[Necklace of Durance] (↑)
Optimized the build path to better fit some mages and supports.
[Build Path]
Mystic Container >> Elegant Gem (Necklace of Durance attributes modified accordingly)
[New Passive] (↑)
Gift (the effect is the same as Elegant Gem)
[Twilight Armor] (Revamped)
We've noticed that most tanks focus on absorbing damage instead of dealing damage, so we've changed this equipment to help against burst damage and also made it more versatile.
[Unique Passive - Twilight] (Revamped)
When taking more than 600 damage in a single hit, the excess amount will be reduced by 300 +5% of Max HP. Cooldown: 5s.
[Rose Gold Meteor] (↑)
Rose Gold Meteor has been overshadowed by Athena's Shield, so we've changed its function to help heroes escape when the passive triggers.
[Attributes] (↑)
Physical Lifesteal: 5% >> 10%
[Build Path] (~)
Magic Blade + Dagger >> Magic Blade + Vampire Mallet
[Unique Passive - Lifeline] (↑)
Shield: 510-1350 >> 840-1820
Removed Effect: Increase Magic Defense by 25 for 3s when triggered.
New Effect: Increase Movement Speed by 50% when triggered, the effect decays over 3 seconds.
Cooldown: 40s >> 60s
[Magic Blade] (↑)
[Unique Passive - Lifeline] (↑)
Shield: 280-700 >> 420-910
Removed Effect: Increase Magic Defense by 12 for 3s when triggered.
New Effect: Increase Movement Speed by 50% when triggered, the effect decays over 3 seconds.
Cooldown: 40s >> 60s
[Blood Wings] (↑)
Optimized Effect: Now when the shield is attacked, it will be restored after 30s even if it's not destroyed.
Cooldown: 30s >> 20s
New Effect: Increase Movement Speed by 30 when shield is active.
[Thunder Belt] (↑)
Thunder Belt is too costly for roaming tanks, so we're reducing its price and boosting its Mana Regen.
[Cost] (↑)
2290 >> 1990
[Attributes] (↑)
Mana Regen: 6 >> 10
[Clock of Destiny] (↓)
Reduced the survivability it granted to burst damage mages.
[Attributes] (↓)
HP: 625 >> 500
[Unique Passive - Time] (↓)
Each stack grants 20 HP (was 25).
[Ice Queen Wand] (↑)
Increased the survivability it granted to sustained damage mages.
[Attributes] (↑)
New: 300 HP
Removed: 150 Mana
[Fleeting Time] (↑)
Optimized Effect: Certain heroes with Ultimates that enter cooldown after their duration is over now also gain cooldown reduction from kills and assists during their Ultimate's duration.
Includes: Faramis, Yve, Luo Yi, Leomord, Baxia, Hanzo, Granger, Edith, Aldous.
[Dominance Ice] (↑)
We want this piece of equipment to be more effective against heroes with high attack speed.
[Unique Passive - Arctic Cold] (↑)
The attack speed reduction is now calculated after all attack speed bonuses.
Lowers nearby enemy heroes' Attack Speed to: 75% >> 70%
[Black Ice Shield] (↑)
[Unique Passive - Arctic Cold] (↑)
The attack speed reduction is now calculated after all attack speed bonuses.
Lowers nearby enemy heroes' Attack Speed to: 90% >> 85%

[Battle Spells]

We've adjusted [Aegis] and [Revitalize] to more clearly differentiate them from [Vengeance]. Heroes of different roles should now have more viable choices for defensive Battle Spells.
[Aegis] (↑)
Aegis works well enough to protect heroes with low HP in the early game, but the shield is too flimsy in the mid and late game compared to how much hero damage ramps up.
Shield: 750 + 50Hero Level >> 750 + 90Hero Level
Removed the effect of granting shield to nearby allied hero.
Cooldown: 90s >> 75s
[Revitalize] (~)
The effect will now move with its caster, making it more suitable for Supports.

[Role Adjustments]

As the meta evolves, certain heroes have gone through a lot of changes compared to their original playstyle and abilities. Therefore, we decided to update their roles to better fit their playstyle.
  • Grock: Tank >> Tank/Fighter
  • Johnson: Tank >> Tank/Support
  • Carmilla: Support >> Support/Tank
  • Kaja: FighteSupport >> Support/Fighter
  • Ruby: FighteTank >> Fighter
  • Fredrinn: Tank/Fighter >> FighteTank
  • Paquito: Fighter >> FighteAssassin
  • Yin: Fighter >> FighteAssassin
  • Benedetta: Assassin >> Assassin/Fighter
  • Harley: Mage/Assassin >> Assassin/Mage >

[Lane Position Adjustments]

  • Silvanna: Exp Lane/Jungling >> Exp Lane/Roaming
  • Cyclops: Mid Lane >> Mid Lane/Jungling
Removed Jungling classification from the following heroes: Lapu-Lapu, Argus, Selena, Masha, Popol and Kupa.

IV. Weekly Free Heroes & New Skins

[New Skins]

1- New Epic skin Vale "Keeper of the Winds" will be available on March 27, 2023. Original Price: 899 Diamonds, 30% off during launch week.
2- Rafaela "Seraphic Selfie" will be available in the Purify Harmonia event on March 31 (Server Time).
3- April StarLight Skin - Edith "Ancient Warden" will be available on April 1, 2023.
4- Miya "Atomic Pop Miya" will be available on April 5 (Server Time) for 899 Diamonds. 30% off for the first 21 days.
5- Cyclops "Yokai Warlock" will be available in Grand Collection on April 10 (Server Time).
6- Eudora "Atomic Pop Eudora" will be available on April 12 (Server Time) for 899 Diamonds. 30% off for the first 21 days.
7- Hanabi "Moonlit Ninja" will be available in Moonlit Wish on April 15 (Server Time).
8- New Epic skin Bane "Soul Defiler" will be available on April 19, 2023. Original Price: 899 Diamonds, 30% off during launch week.
9- May StarLight Skin - Moskov "Violet Spear" will be available on May 1, 2023.
10- New Gloo "Jellyman" skin will be available on May 4, 2023. Original Price: 749 Diamonds, 30% off during launch week.
11- Clint "Crimson Blast" will be available in Grand Collection on May 6 (Server Time).
12- Roger "Phantom Pirate" and "Fire Pirate" will be available soon with a fully revamped design.
13- Hilda "Aries" will be available soon with a fully revamped design.
14- Minotaur "Taurus" will be available soon with a fully revamped design.

[Fragment Shop Adjustments]

Fragment Shop Adjustments on March 22 (Server Time)
a- Rare Skin Fragment Shop
Added: Argus "Dark Draconic", Dyrroth "Ruins Scavenger", Lunox "Ash Blossom", Natalia "Phantom Dancer" and Wanwan "Darting Star".
Removed: Gusion "Cyber Ops", Clint "Rock and Roll", Zilong "Eastern Warrior", Alucard "Viscount", and Minsitthar "Gilded King".
b- Hero Fragment Shop
Added: Hanabi, Edith, Moskov and Alpha.
Removed: Ruby, Gusion, Lesley and Valentina.

[Free Heroes]

8 Free Heroes: Server Time 03/24/2023 05:01:00 to 03/31/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Aamon, Khufra, Vale, Alice, Natalia, Harley, Guinevere and Phoveus.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Claude, Atlas, Beatrix, Sun, Harith and Grock.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 03/31/2023 05:01:00 to 04/07/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Lylia, Estes, Martis, Angela, Hanabi, Vexana, Thamuz and Rafaela.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Irithel, Faramis, Masha, Paquito, Lesley and Bruno.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 04/07/2023 05:01:00 to 04/14/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Clint, Dyrroth, Diggie, Alice, Fanny, Yin, Aulus and Hylos.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Akai, Brody, Chou, Aldous, Melissa and Franco.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 04/14/2023 05:01:00 to 04/21/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Martis, Cyclops, Gatotkaca, Helcurt, Karina, Kaja, Khaleed and Gloo.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Kadita, Edith, Moskov, Vale, Masha and Beatrix.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 04/21/2023 05:01:00 to 04/28/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Floryn, Minotaur, Pharsa, Kadita, Thamuz, Bane, Barats and Harith.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Johnson, Cecilion, Kaja, Chang'e, Roger and Ling.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 04/28/2023 05:01:00 to 05/05/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Lapu-Lapu, Carmilla, Moskov, Jawhead, Mathilda, Khufra, Akai and Phoveus.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Luo Yi, Selena, Lolita, Aldous, Bruno and Atlas.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 05/05/2023 05:01:00 to 05/12/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Vale, Chou, Irithel, Esmeralda, Faramis, Baxia, Lancelot and Bruno.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Martis, Karrie, Sun, Aurora, Lesley and Hanabi.
8 Free Heroes: Server Time 05/12/2023 05:01:00 to 05/19/2023 05:00:00 (Tap the Settings button on the top-right corner of the main page to check.)
Leomord, Valentina, Terizla, Yi Sun-shin, Phoveus, Karina, Kimmy and Rafaela.
6 Extra Starlight Member Heroes: Natan, Helcurt, Guinevere, Vexana, Barats and Uranus.

[StarLight Shop Update]

The following will be removed from the Shop on 4/30 23:59 (Server Time): Karrie "Dragon Queen", Aldous "The Insentient", Chou "Go Ballistic", Masha "Combat Maiden", Ling "Street Punk", Benedetta "Street Blow", Yi Sun-shin "Azure Sentry", Sun "Simian Curse", Luo Yi "Siren Priestess", and Ruby "Pirate Parrot".
The following will be added on 5/1 00:00: Layla "Bunny Babe", Freya "Dragon Hunter", Zilong "Eastern Warrior", Franco "Apocalypse", Martis "Searing Maw", Wanwan "Teen Pop", Lapu-Lapu "Special Force", Khufra "Dreadful Clown", Pharsa "Peony Bloom", and Cecilion "Stargazer".

V. New Functions & Events

[Ranked Mode]

1- Season 27 will end on 03/24/2023 at 23:59:59 (Server Time).
2- Season 28 will start on 03/25/2023 at 02:00:00 (Server Time). Play Ranked to get rewards, including Lapu-Lapu's S28 skin "Son of the Wild" and S28 Avatar Border "Fearless Armor". Complete rank tasks during the season to upgrade the skin's tag.

[S28 First Recharge Event]

1- Recharge 20 Diamonds to claim the S28 First Recharge Avatar Border for free!
2- Recharge any amount to purchase the S28 First Recharge Exclusive Elite Skin Khufra "Iron Hook" only for 100 Diamonds after discount!
3- Recharge a total of 3 days to purchase a Rename Card (7-Day). Only for 50 Diamonds after discount!

[The ALLSTAR event is here for a limited-time with the best deals of the year!]

1- From April 5 - May 28, ALLSTAR exclusive skin [Miya "Atomic Pop Miya"] and its Custom Action Bundle will be added to the Shop. 30% off for the first 21 days!
2- From April 12 - May 28, ALLSTAR exclusive skin [Eudora "Atomic Pop Eudora"] and its Custom Action Bundle will be added to the Shop. 30% off for the first 21 days!
3- From April 15 - May 8, the Moonlit Wish Draw event will be available. Participate in the draw and you'll have the chance to obtain the new ALLSTAR exclusive skin
4- [Hanabi "Moonlit Ninja'] as well as STUN, M-World, and [Guinevere "Psion of Tomorrow'] skins for a limited-time! Spend ALLSTAR Promo Diamonds to draw from 4/20 - 4/25. Don't miss out!
5- From April 15 - April 19, purchase Mega Draw Bundles (including Moonlit Wish Token + Lucky Number) for a chance to win 10,000 Diamonds daily, and a chance to win a 50,000 Diamond jackpot. Start buying early for the best chance to win!
6- From April 15 - April 23, log in daily during the event to win free rewards.
7- Complete daily and consecutive Recharge Tasks to earn rewards, including up to 5 Moonlit Wish Tokens, ALLSTAR exclusive Emote, Magic Wheel Potions, and loads more!
8- From April 20 - April 25, enjoy a shop-wide Mega Sale with up to 50% off. Spend ALLSTAR Promo Diamonds to buy skins for as little as 1 Diamond!

[ALLSTAR Free Rewards]

Four permanent skins, permanent hero choice, limited-time resources, Diamonds and more, all FREE and waiting to be claimed! You don't want to miss this!
1- From March 22 - 31, join Rafaela's Livestream event to claim a free ALLSTAR exclusive Emote!
2- From March 31 - April 30, join the Purify Harmonia event to claim a new ALLSTAR permanent skin, Spawn Effect, Avatar Border and more for free!
3- From March 31 - April 30, join the Last Encore event to claim a permanent event-exclusive skin of your choosing!
4- From April 1 - 25, join the ALLSTAR Login Gifts event to claim the new ALLSTAR Graffiti, Recall Effect, Draw Token, Elite skin and more for free!
5- From April 5 - 20, join the ALLSTAR Festival event to claim free ALLSTAR Promo Diamonds. Spend them in place of Diamonds!
6- From April 21 - 30, join the ALLSTAR Hero Academy event to claim one of five free permanent heroes!
7- On top of all that, there's Nostalgia, All Heroes Free Access, ALLSTAR reward exchange, and loads more reward-packed events coming soon!

[MLBB X Transformers: March 22 - April 30]

1- MLBB X Transformers draw event: MLBB X Transformers skins Optimus Prime, Bumblebee, Megatron, Soundwave & Ravage, Grimlock and Starscream available for a limited time!
2- Transformers: Scratchcard Event: 1) Event is held from March 22 - 28. Transformers Scratchcard will offer Transformers Passes at a discount! 2) Gain a free scratchcard attempt with each purchase, with guaranteed Transformers-related resources!

[Superheroes Assemble!]

The Dawning Stars series exclusive skins and resources will return for a limited-time from 5/9 - 6/2 (Bruno "Firebolt", Lancelot "Swordmaster", Chou "Thunderfist", Vale "Blizzard Storm", and Esmeralda "The Foreseer")!
1- A permanent prize is guaranteed in the first 10 draws. Enjoy 50% off on your first 1X draw each day and 10% off for every 10X Draw.
2- Vote for your favourite Dawning Stars series skin from 4/24 00:00 - 5/13 to get discounted in the Event Shop during the draw event!
3- More Premium Supply events coming from 5/13 - 5/15 and 5/27 - 5/29. Get draw tokens at a discount!

[Weekly Diamond Pass]

Added the [Savings Box] feature: After purchasing/subscribing to the Weekly Diamond Pass, if you logged in on a particular day but forgot to claim your Weekly Diamond Pass rewards, they will be available the following day in your [Savings Box] (located on the Weekly Diamond Pass page). These can be claimed at any time, so don't worry about rewards you forgot to claim!

[StarLight Lucky Chest]

1- From 4/1 00:00:00 - 4/30 23:59:00, spend 10 Diamonds to participate in the draw for a chance to get a StarLight Card or Premium StarLight Card!
2- Added new "StarLight Last Light" Killing Notification to the StarLight Shop.

[Astral Star]

1- Starting 4/1 00:00 (Server Time), purchase Premium StarLight Membership to get the exclusive name [Astral Star] that will be valid during April StarLight.
2- The [Astral Star] name color is an exclusive Premium StarLight Member privilege, and is displayed in the game where names are shown.

VI. System Adjustments

[MMR Function Optimization]

1- Bonuses and Protection that affect Hero Power are now shown more clearly on the post-game screen.
2- The best title obtained each season is now recorded on your Favorite Heroes page.
3- Adjusted the minimum score required to enter each level's leaderboard, as well as the amount of points gained at each rank.

[Ranked Mode Adjustments]

1- Optimized the Mythic Points system to the Stars system and added a new rank, Mythical Honor, at 25 stars.
2- Added "Road to Mythic" challenges at Mythic rank. Complete them to get the S28 exclusive Profile Namecard Background and Personal Profile Background, and unlock upgraded versions of them at Mythical Glory rank.
3- Every season, you can get 10 Mythic Coins by winning 10 Ranked matches after reaching Mythic rank. Collect 40 Mythic Coins to exchange for the Mythic Exclusive Skin coming later.
4- Reach 25 and 50 stars in Mythic to get upgraded appearances for Mythic stars.
5- Optimized the Placement Match experience. The stars you earn during placements will be applied after you complete your Placement Matches.
6- Optimized Mythic rank matchmaking.

[Recharge Event Rule Adjustments]

After the version update, buying/subscribing to/renewing Weekly Diamond Passes or subscribing to/renewing Weekly Ticket Passes/Monthly Ticket Passes will all count toward Recharge Events and grant the following task progress:
  • Weekly Diamond Pass/Weekly Diamond Pass Subscription: Progress +100
  • Ticket Monthly Subscription: Progress +150
  • Ticket Weekly Subscription: Progress +50 >

[Other]

Changed the Flag Change Card cooldown period to 3 months. Flag Change Cards will also be available for 70% off.

VII. Bug Fixes & Optimizations

1- Optimized game [Terms] and their descriptions in the [Tutorial].
2- Optimized the display for the 'Disarm' and 'Blink Disabled' markers shown during combat. They've been relocated from above a hero's head to beneath their HP bar.
3- Fixed an issue where some menus would cause crashes.
4- Fixed an issue where Lolita's Enhanced Basic Attacks would end when it's not used (also fixed on the Official Server).
5- Fixed an issue where Gloo would remain on Hayabusa after he used his Ultimate.
6- Fixed an issue where Gloo would remain on Wanwan after she used her Ultimate.
7- Fixed an issue where the animation of the knockback on Chou's Ultimate didn't fully match its control duration.
8- Fixed an issue where Odette's enhanced Basic Attacks couldn't trigger Attack Effects.
9- Fixed an inaccuracy with the damage of the second part of Lapu-Lapu's enhanced Ultimate.
10- Fixed an issue where the damage of Wanwan's Ultimate didn't properly scale with level.
11- Fixed an issue where the blocked damage of Badang's Skill 2 didn't properly scale with level.
12- Fixed an issue where the description and numbers on Argus' Ultimate's status icon weren't displayed correctly.
13- Fixed an inaccuracy with the damage description of Edith's Skill 2.
14- Fixed an inaccuracy with the description of Lapu-Lapu's passive.
15- Fixed an inaccuracy with the cooldown description of Xavier's Skill 2.
16- Fixed an inaccuracy with the movement speed description of Pharsa's Skill 4.
17- Fixed an issue where the movement speed of Hylos' Ultimate didn't increase with the skill level.
18- Fixed an issue where Hilda's Basic Attacks did not match the effects.
19- Fixed an issue with Johnson's Skill 1 description where the stated Physical Attack bonus was slightly off.
20- Optimized the visual effects when control immunity triggers.
21- Fixed an issue where Turret Protection takes effect after a long delay when allied minions die within the enemy turret's range.
22- Fixed an issue where Tigreal's passive was not correctly blocking additional damage triggered by Basic Attacks.
23- Fixed an issue with Windtalker not getting the correct cooldown reduction from Basic Attacks.
24- Fixed an issue where players would rarely lose sound in matches.
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2023.03.22 07:21 ZackYuan88 Trying to find a porn movie which is no later than 2002. I remembered the first and second scenes.

It was a porn movie no later than 2002, the first scene was a woman who is taking a bath in a bathtub. And her partner was not in the bathtub but he put his arm inside the bathtub then go down under the water, then they began to make out.
Later they went into the bedroom to start the major part of the first scene. The man was blond and has a ponytail, the woman has a long black (brown or blond?) hair. After this, she was talking to some friend over the phone, then she got to a mansion where seems to be a brothel. The lady who’s in charge ask the woman to go to a room, to watch how the other girl taking care of a man. Just watching but not doing anything, that was the second scene. In the second scene, the man was a brown short hair.
More things to add:
  1. The man from the first scene was a popular porn actor, I had this assumption cause I've seen him also in other movies. He has a unique blond ponytail.
  2. The company’s logo was a mixed together logo which contains a girl and a word, red color with white background. Maybe "Pornerotica" or something similar to it.
It was the first AV that I've ever saw when I was a teenager and don't understand English yet.
Thanks a lot for the help!
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