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Trigger Warning- SST, Childhood Trauma
2023.03.21 08:32 No_Cranberry7862 Trigger Warning- SST, Childhood Trauma
TW! heavy trigger warning on this one. I am looking for a safe space to talk to people who might understand.
I have a memory that is truly disgusting and burns me up inside when I remember it. I was 11 or 10 years old in fifth grade when I touched myself in class. We sat in groups of four and I was on the outside of the room. It was quick, but I know for certain the person next to me and the group next to me saw it. I actually made eye contact on and off. All together the moment was a minute or so. The group next to me was laughing and pointing- and years later in high school these people would make faces at me and I wasn't sure why. A year ago I realized it was because of this, because of what I did in class. I only remember exactly two of the people who saw, the three others and maybe more I don't know, possibly the teacher- I'm not sure. Here's the thing. I was molested by a sibling when I was 9 or 10. This made me loose all purity. I had no sense of when sexuality was okay or not. I needed a trusted adult and my dynamic of my parents neglected me. But it was too late. I wish a teacher had pulled me aside and calmly told me not to do that. I wish some sort of trusted adult could have had some sort of talk with me to be okay. Obviously I was not okay psychologically and needed help. There were a lot of times I needed help and teachers would quite literally bully me. I was grieving a childhood I never got to live in while still being in my childhood. My mother degraded me and sexualized me all in my years of growing up- so sexuality was repressed, I wasn't taught to respect myself or my body and I really thought this masturbating thing was something I only knew of in the whole world, so in that moment of when I did it in class I thought I could do it and I had no idea it was very wrong to do in public. I only did this once in class. The only reason I knew it was wrong was because of the reaction of others from this moment.
I know teachers and parents, maybe even friends or guys I was interested in could have known about what I did. I know this because- fast forward from fifth grade to highschool- I was on the lacrosse team and one day we went to the elementary school I attended for practice. When we were exiting the bus, I knew I felt shame (but at that time I hadn't remembered why...my brain repressed the memory of what I did in fifth grade, all I knew was this place was not good.) So I kept my head low when I walked over to the field. I see teachers I knew back in my day and time there, standing there in awe. They looked at me and said very quietly whispering to the teachers around them like gossiping, "is that----(my name)?". I pretended not to hear it and continued walking forward. Well a teammate caught up to me and said hey, did you go to school here in elementary? Those teachers are talking about you. My stomach had dropped to the depths of hell. So of course I could piece together that there was something going on with me in my elementary years that ruined who my teachers saw me as, and most likely kids who witnessed what I did- had trusting parents they probably confided in about what they had seen me do- and so on so forth, who knows how many people could know. I would like to add there were other people in my grade who were f(cked up mentally and did sexual things in class. I remember In high school hearing about stories of this one girl who did things to other students and to herself in class. I grew up in a very small town, everybody I MEAN EVERYBODY knew everyone's business. My grade was terrible. Even our middle school principal at graduation told us we were the worst group of kids he's ever met. I have other sexual trauma from kids in my grade, things they did to me and it involved the police and investigations but for the sake of this post I'll try to just keep whatever details are important for the main concern of the story.
There were many moments in my upbringing of teachers just being nasty and disgusting to me- I was in special needs classes. I wasn't slow- I needed heavy psychological counseling because my mind could not focus on school work. But seemingly no one could see that and get me help. I was just seen as incompetent. There were so many times I needed help and teachers looked down on me. Those two people I mentioned, that I remember who they were at the moment in when I did what I did in fifth grade, there were so many times in high school when these people would give me disgusting looks- couldn't figure out why they would look at me like that because my brain had suppressed the memory of what I did, but when I remembered last year the suppressed memory- I figured out why those people were looking at me how they did. I could see it in their eye they thought I was disgusting. I'll be going throughout my day and remember the look on their face for what I did in fifth grade, or how they would look at me in high school and then I didn't know why. There are two people I remember from that fifth grade incident. There is one person who still follows my spam insta account, and when I post they are the first to like. It has a few hundred followers from hometown people. It makes me shriek in shame when I see their name liked my post. I remember that person was nice to me in high school though... (neither of them I really interacted with in highschool, didn't have classes with) There is that second person who I remember is a best-friend of a boy I had been involved with on and off throughout the years. Even in college now I on and off associate with this boy (he did not see what I did in the fifth grade, he went to another elemntary school) But I do wonder if he knows what I did. Maybe his best friend who saw what I did told him. I went to prom with one of their other friends and I remember this one memory of being in the car after prom. It was just after the prom headed back, I asked them if we could go to any after parties together since they were hyping up having know where parties would be, making it obvious they were talking about going to an after party right now. So out of pity they invited me to go with. We had stopped at my date's house because I asked my date to borrow clothes since I didn't want to be in all dressed up still at the after party having been dolled up for hours at prom.
while I sat in the car with the one person who saw what I did, and the boy who I was involved with on and off who I assume doesn't know why I did because he wasn't there to witness it, I just remember how disturbed the one person (who knew what I did) looked, and when I tried to make small talk with him he was scared and completely avoided the conversation. I was sitting in the back of the car with the boy I had been on and off with when we were driving, my prom date in the passnger and the one person who witnessed what I did driving. So when my prom date went inside. I was so scared to talk to who I had been on and off with since we had not been on speaking terms then, that I got out to sit in the front seat. I just remember feeling all sorts of weird that no one was talking and I felt I needed to move around. So I started talking to the person (who had witnessed what I did in fifth grade, and I hadn't remembered what I had done yet at that time). All I had mentioned was what music we're listening to, and if they thought my date would be back with clothes or not because it had been a while of them in their house. The person driving, and the person I was involved with would just snicker to themselves and give eye contact to each other that made me think they were judging me. In reality I do think my date was texting the two in the car with me on how to not let me go to the party with them and was avoiding returning into the car. Eventually my date comes back with the clothes and they just dropped me off home. Completely flunked me from the plans of going to the party with them. I was invited to go to that same party by other people and it was awkward seeing them but there were a lot of people around. So maybe somewhere along the line of our schooling years this one friend of theirs, in the friend group of my prom date had told people about what he saw me do in fifth grade. Maybe he told the guy I was interested in on and off growing up with. Maybe my prom date knew too. I really am not sure if he told anyone at all, this kid was very quiet and reserved but in the comfort of his friends who know's what is said. I am not sure why they wanted to exclude me but for the reasons I've mentioned of their friend knowing what I did, I'm inclined to believe something like that. I've never heard gossip about me from that fifth grade incident though. Anyway,
I am deeply traumatized by these memories. Whenever I get intimate sexy feelings now- I get flashbacks of remembering those peoples faces or remembering what I did. It's like Im reliving the same moment of that time again of me sitting in that seat in fifth grade. It was only last year when I remembered this memory. I want to ask my parents if they can tell me anything about my sexuality as a kid but it might tear me apart. There is a part of me that needs to know in order to heal. My mother would say horrible things to me about liking boys and being so rambunctious about boys at a young age, when in reality I was hyper focused on sex because I was taught by my sibling it was normal & casual. My sibling would put on porn, or draw penises and say I did it, parents would find it, and my sibling would say I was the one who did it. When in reality I haven't even had the faintest conception of sex, and couldn't even perceive my body/mind, and my sibling had been sexually abusing me. I was just a kid. I remember when I recollected the memory of being molested by this immediate family member- I wanted to scream from the rooftops and let everyone know this is what happened to me. I wanted to tell people THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED!! So that I could justify my wrongdoing to the people who viewed me as disgusting since I was sexually abused. I would have to hold myself back from telling people this. I eventually told my father. We talked, and we agreed I need help. This was last year.
Due to covid, college has been weird and the first college I went to was shut down and I had to live with this sibling of mine. Long story short- it was hell living with them, just a constant one sided battle of them against me. And im taking about any inconvience to upset me, my sibling willing took the chance. One time my siblings friend got us all infected with covid and I was sleeping on the couch- my sibling heard I had made food for myself and was spam texting me demanding that I make them food- I ignored the text because I wasn't going to get up again not until tomorrow since my body was aching so bad from covid- honestly I was falling asleep when my sibling barged into the room and had a phone in my face recording me- she wanted me to yell and throw a fit like they were and get it on camera to send to our family. When I did get upset they would laugh. Absolutely narcissistic and sadistic . Again, I was just a kid (17/18 yr) when my sibling preyed on me. Nothing sexual happened in my time of living with them, I lived with them and their partner although and there were moments that was incredibly repulsive around sexuality. Their partner is wonderful though, they didn't know about the part where their partner was a molester to a family member and actually treated me like a true sibling This person was very level headed, compassionate, outright just loving- something that my sibling is far from. I even told my sibling I thought of them more like a sibling then them in the heat of an arugment one time but I really meant it. Even now that I am on the other side of the country attending another school my sibling still finds a way to be weird. My first week of being at my new university, my sibling called me and asked me if I had found any partners. I asked, "partners?". They went on to say have you been having sex with anyone. I was so disgusted. So over this past summer I was able to move out of the apartment I had been living with my sibling and their partner because I would've been moving to my new school then, not returning to my old college. So I moved back in with my parents for the summer. I was so ecstatic to be alone and out of sight from my sibling. Well, every weekend my sibling would visit. I tried my best to be out of the house and avoid interaction at all costs. The first time I realized how badly this sibling of mine has effected me was the very first weekend my parents told me they were visiting. I had woken up early that day for some reason, just in time with enough notice to leave the house in my car and be gone. On my way down the road we passed each other. There were times I would be tired of being out of the house all day so I would come back mid day and sometimes my parents were outside doing yard work and my sibling was around them. So the family would see me pull up- and my sibling would make remarks on what I was wearing. Just very hasty, obviously trying to be combative and get me to fight with them. My parents would literally even be like, "why are you making comments about--- to (my name)....?). Remeber how I mentioned that I live on the other side of the country to get away from family and attend my new university? Yeah my parents told me a week into me living here that my sibling was looking at jobs and housing in the same exact town as to which I had moved to. Out of all the towns in this massive state, it just had to be the same exact town. Every time I call my mom she keeps telling me to call my sibling they want to talk to me. She doesn't, or atleast I dont think she knows what my sibling does. But my dad does. And I just hear him sigh over the phone. When we were kids, my parents were there for us and provided, just a ton of emotional neglect/abuse- never did they sexually harm. It truly was just my sibling molesting me because I am the same sex of their preferred sexuality, they explored on me WHEN I WAS JUST A KID. During my time living there with my sibling and their partner in my early college years- I asked myself why was it that I felt so god-damn repulsed, unhinged and unsafe around this person (sibling). A couple days later after asking myself this- I was doing a mundane task where I wasn't really thinking about anything particular in the moment and it hit me. I remembered the moments of being touched as a kid by my sibling. I remember falling to the ground and dry heaving. From that moment on I made a pact with myself to get better grades, do well enough to get accepted to another college and move out. That is exactly what I did and its been almost a year since then. Only now am I comfortable talking about my life events, what lead to it, how it's effecting me and working through the emotions. I am 21 about to graduate college. This memory is the class incident and my memories of being touched as a kid by a family member eat me up everyday. I have tried to seek help, I went to my current university's program of psychiatric care but they were only allowed to take me in for a few times as a consultation before they provide other resources outside of the school- because they weren't getting paid directly from the students for sessions, and everyone wants to get paid so they would shoo us off to other therapists nearby. I have had many horribly experiences with therapy and psychiatric care- that when this happened, again, I was turned off from seeking help. It reminded me I am just another check to them. I need something more then therapy- I have PTSD episodes stemming from this and other things from my childhood. What therapies can I look into that can rewire my brain/body, instead of just reliving the experiences by talking to a therapist? I have a lot of sexual trauma and all talking about it does is convulse my body from the panic attack I induce on myself when I bring the memories forward. All the therapist does is nod and smile. I need to actually help my body and alleviate the painful memories. What options do I have? Are there therapies that focus on things like this? Please someone give me some insight. Thank you.
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I have a memory that is truly disgusting and burns me up inside when I remember it. I was 11 or 10 years old in fifth grade when I touched myself in class. We sat in groups of four and I was on the outside of the room. It was quick, but I know for certain the person next to me and the group next to me saw it. I actually made eye contact on and off. All together the moment was a minute or so. The group next to me was laughing and pointing- and years later in high school these people would make faces at me and I wasn't sure why. A year ago I realized it was because of this, because of what I did in class. I only remember exactly two of the people who saw, the three others and maybe more I don't know, possibly the teacher- I'm not sure. Here's the thing. I was molested by a sibling when I was 9 or 10. This made me loose all purity. I had no sense of when sexuality was okay or not. I needed a trusted adult and my dynamic of my parents neglected me. But it was too late. I wish a teacher had pulled me aside and calmly told me not to do that. I wish some sort of trusted adult could have had some sort of talk with me to be okay. Obviously I was not okay psychologically and needed help. There were a lot of times I needed help and teachers would quite literally bully me. I was grieving a childhood I never got to live in while still being in my childhood. My mother degraded me and sexualized me all in my years of growing up- so sexuality was repressed, I wasn't taught to respect myself or my body and I really thought this masturbating thing was something I only knew of in the whole world, so in that moment of when I did it in class I thought I could do it and I had no idea it was very wrong to do in public. I only did this once in class. The only reason I knew it was wrong was because of the reaction of others from this moment.
I know teachers and parents, maybe even friends or guys I was interested in could have known about what I did. I know this because- fast forward from fifth grade to highschool- I was on the lacrosse team and one day we went to the elementary school I attended for practice. When we were exiting the bus, I knew I felt shame (but at that time I hadn't remembered why...my brain repressed the memory of what I did in fifth grade, all I knew was this place was not good.) So I kept my head low when I walked over to the field. I see teachers I knew back in my day and time there, standing there in awe. They looked at me and said very quietly whispering to the teachers around them like gossiping, "is that----(my name)?". I pretended not to hear it and continued walking forward. Well a teammate caught up to me and said hey, did you go to school here in elementary? Those teachers are talking about you. My stomach had dropped to the depths of hell. So of course I could piece together that there was something going on with me in my elementary years that ruined who my teachers saw me as, and most likely kids who witnessed what I did- had trusting parents they probably confided in about what they had seen me do- and so on so forth, who knows how many people could know. I would like to add there were other people in my grade who were f(cked up mentally and did sexual things in class. I remember In high school hearing about stories of this one girl who did things to other students and to herself in class. I grew up in a very small town, everybody I MEAN EVERYBODY knew everyone's business. My grade was terrible. Even our middle school principal at graduation told us we were the worst group of kids he's ever met. I have other sexual trauma from kids in my grade, things they did to me and it involved the police and investigations but for the sake of this post I'll try to just keep whatever details are important for the main concern of the story.
There were many moments in my upbringing of teachers just being nasty and disgusting to me- I was in special needs classes. I wasn't slow- I needed heavy psychological counseling because my mind could not focus on school work. But seemingly no one could see that and get me help. I was just seen as incompetent. There were so many times I needed help and teachers looked down on me. Those two people I mentioned, that I remember who they were at the moment in when I did what I did in fifth grade, there were so many times in high school when these people would give me disgusting looks- couldn't figure out why they would look at me like that because my brain had suppressed the memory of what I did, but when I remembered last year the suppressed memory- I figured out why those people were looking at me how they did. I could see it in their eye they thought I was disgusting. I'll be going throughout my day and remember the look on their face for what I did in fifth grade, or how they would look at me in high school and then I didn't know why. There are two people I remember from that fifth grade incident. There is one person who still follows my spam insta account, and when I post they are the first to like. It has a few hundred followers from hometown people. It makes me shriek in shame when I see their name liked my post. I remember that person was nice to me in high school though... (neither of them I really interacted with in highschool, didn't have classes with) There is that second person who I remember is a best-friend of a boy I had been involved with on and off throughout the years. Even in college now I on and off associate with this boy (he did not see what I did in the fifth grade, he went to another elemntary school) But I do wonder if he knows what I did. Maybe his best friend who saw what I did told him. I went to prom with one of their other friends and I remember this one memory of being in the car after prom. It was just after the prom headed back, I asked them if we could go to any after parties together since they were hyping up having know where parties would be, making it obvious they were talking about going to an after party right now. So out of pity they invited me to go with. We had stopped at my date's house because I asked my date to borrow clothes since I didn't want to be in all dressed up still at the after party having been dolled up for hours at prom.
while I sat in the car with the one person who saw what I did, and the boy who I was involved with on and off who I assume doesn't know why I did because he wasn't there to witness it, I just remember how disturbed the one person (who knew what I did) looked, and when I tried to make small talk with him he was scared and completely avoided the conversation. I was sitting in the back of the car with the boy I had been on and off with when we were driving, my prom date in the passnger and the one person who witnessed what I did driving. So when my prom date went inside. I was so scared to talk to who I had been on and off with since we had not been on speaking terms then, that I got out to sit in the front seat. I just remember feeling all sorts of weird that no one was talking and I felt I needed to move around. So I started talking to the person (who had witnessed what I did in fifth grade, and I hadn't remembered what I had done yet at that time). All I had mentioned was what music we're listening to, and if they thought my date would be back with clothes or not because it had been a while of them in their house. The person driving, and the person I was involved with would just snicker to themselves and give eye contact to each other that made me think they were judging me. In reality I do think my date was texting the two in the car with me on how to not let me go to the party with them and was avoiding returning into the car. Eventually my date comes back with the clothes and they just dropped me off home. Completely flunked me from the plans of going to the party with them. I was invited to go to that same party by other people and it was awkward seeing them but there were a lot of people around. So maybe somewhere along the line of our schooling years this one friend of theirs, in the friend group of my prom date had told people about what he saw me do in fifth grade. Maybe he told the guy I was interested in on and off growing up with. Maybe my prom date knew too. I really am not sure if he told anyone at all, this kid was very quiet and reserved but in the comfort of his friends who know's what is said. I am not sure why they wanted to exclude me but for the reasons I've mentioned of their friend knowing what I did, I'm inclined to believe something like that. I've never heard gossip about me from that fifth grade incident though. Anyway,
I am deeply traumatized by these memories. Whenever I get intimate sexy feelings now- I get flashbacks of remembering those peoples faces or remembering what I did. It's like Im reliving the same moment of that time again of me sitting in that seat in fifth grade. It was only last year when I remembered this memory. I want to ask my parents if they can tell me anything about my sexuality as a kid but it might tear me apart. There is a part of me that needs to know in order to heal. My mother would say horrible things to me about liking boys and being so rambunctious about boys at a young age, when in reality I was hyper focused on sex because I was taught by my sibling it was normal & casual. My sibling would put on porn, or draw penises and say I did it, parents would find it, and my sibling would say I was the one who did it. When in reality I haven't even had the faintest conception of sex, and couldn't even perceive my body/mind, and my sibling had been sexually abusing me. I was just a kid. I remember when I recollected the memory of being molested by this immediate family member- I wanted to scream from the rooftops and let everyone know this is what happened to me. I wanted to tell people THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED!! So that I could justify my wrongdoing to the people who viewed me as disgusting since I was sexually abused. I would have to hold myself back from telling people this. I eventually told my father. We talked, and we agreed I need help. This was last year.
Due to covid, college has been weird and the first college I went to was shut down and I had to live with this sibling of mine. Long story short- it was hell living with them, just a constant one sided battle of them against me. And im taking about any inconvience to upset me, my sibling willing took the chance. One time my siblings friend got us all infected with covid and I was sleeping on the couch- my sibling heard I had made food for myself and was spam texting me demanding that I make them food- I ignored the text because I wasn't going to get up again not until tomorrow since my body was aching so bad from covid- honestly I was falling asleep when my sibling barged into the room and had a phone in my face recording me- she wanted me to yell and throw a fit like they were and get it on camera to send to our family. When I did get upset they would laugh. Absolutely narcissistic and sadistic . Again, I was just a kid (17/18 yr) when my sibling preyed on me. Nothing sexual happened in my time of living with them, I lived with them and their partner although and there were moments that was incredibly repulsive around sexuality. Their partner is wonderful though, they didn't know about the part where their partner was a molester to a family member and actually treated me like a true sibling This person was very level headed, compassionate, outright just loving- something that my sibling is far from. I even told my sibling I thought of them more like a sibling then them in the heat of an arugment one time but I really meant it. Even now that I am on the other side of the country attending another school my sibling still finds a way to be weird. My first week of being at my new university, my sibling called me and asked me if I had found any partners. I asked, "partners?". They went on to say have you been having sex with anyone. I was so disgusted. So over this past summer I was able to move out of the apartment I had been living with my sibling and their partner because I would've been moving to my new school then, not returning to my old college. So I moved back in with my parents for the summer. I was so ecstatic to be alone and out of sight from my sibling. Well, every weekend my sibling would visit. I tried my best to be out of the house and avoid interaction at all costs. The first time I realized how badly this sibling of mine has effected me was the very first weekend my parents told me they were visiting. I had woken up early that day for some reason, just in time with enough notice to leave the house in my car and be gone. On my way down the road we passed each other. There were times I would be tired of being out of the house all day so I would come back mid day and sometimes my parents were outside doing yard work and my sibling was around them. So the family would see me pull up- and my sibling would make remarks on what I was wearing. Just very hasty, obviously trying to be combative and get me to fight with them. My parents would literally even be like, "why are you making comments about--- to (my name)....?). Remeber how I mentioned that I live on the other side of the country to get away from family and attend my new university? Yeah my parents told me a week into me living here that my sibling was looking at jobs and housing in the same exact town as to which I had moved to. Out of all the towns in this massive state, it just had to be the same exact town. Every time I call my mom she keeps telling me to call my sibling they want to talk to me. She doesn't, or atleast I dont think she knows what my sibling does. But my dad does. And I just hear him sigh over the phone. When we were kids, my parents were there for us and provided, just a ton of emotional neglect/abuse- never did they sexually harm. It truly was just my sibling molesting me because I am the same sex of their preferred sexuality, they explored on me WHEN I WAS JUST A KID. During my time living there with my sibling and their partner in my early college years- I asked myself why was it that I felt so god-damn repulsed, unhinged and unsafe around this person (sibling). A couple days later after asking myself this- I was doing a mundane task where I wasn't really thinking about anything particular in the moment and it hit me. I remembered the moments of being touched as a kid by my sibling. I remember falling to the ground and dry heaving. From that moment on I made a pact with myself to get better grades, do well enough to get accepted to another college and move out. That is exactly what I did and its been almost a year since then. Only now am I comfortable talking about my life events, what lead to it, how it's effecting me and working through the emotions. I am 21 about to graduate college. This memory is the class incident and my memories of being touched as a kid by a family member eat me up everyday. I have tried to seek help, I went to my current university's program of psychiatric care but they were only allowed to take me in for a few times as a consultation before they provide other resources outside of the school- because they weren't getting paid directly from the students for sessions, and everyone wants to get paid so they would shoo us off to other therapists nearby. I have had many horribly experiences with therapy and psychiatric care- that when this happened, again, I was turned off from seeking help. It reminded me I am just another check to them. I need something more then therapy- I have PTSD episodes stemming from this and other things from my childhood. What therapies can I look into that can rewire my brain/body, instead of just reliving the experiences by talking to a therapist? I have a lot of sexual trauma and all talking about it does is convulse my body from the panic attack I induce on myself when I bring the memories forward. All the therapist does is nod and smile. I need to actually help my body and alleviate the painful memories. What options do I have? Are there therapies that focus on things like this? Please someone give me some insight. Thank you.
2023.03.21 08:26 ItsEsmeJones [MM4F] Game Over [Lovers to Exes?][Drunk Negligent Boyfriend Speaker][Confident Frat Boy Speaker][Absolutely Done Listener][Ex Drama][Meet-Cute?][Fight][Argument][Absent][Supportive]vs[Absent][Choosing][CW: Mentions of Gaslighting/Theoretical Cheating/Break-Ups]
Context: Your boyfriend got out of a BAD relationship a good year before he met you. You helped him get back into a routine, get his life back, and slowly fell in love. Despite that, despite all of his good qualities, he is still wrapped up in his abusive ex to the point where you feel like he's about to gain one more.
Setting: A frat party
Tags:[MM4F][Lovers to Exes?][Drunk Negligent Boyfriend Speaker][Confident Frat Boy Speaker][Absolutely Done Listener][Ex Drama][Meet-Cute?][Fight][Argument][Absent][Supportive]vs[Absent][Choosing][CW: Mentions of Gaslighting/Theoretical Cheating/Break-Ups]
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[T] = Troy, your boyfriend [E] = Eamond aka 'E' aka frat boy friendo
[Scene opens at a frat party]
[SFX: Party music]
[You maneuver the inside of a frat house, looking for your boyfriend. It takes a few minutes of drunken bumping and a few cheeky gropes before you see him leaning against a wall in the kitchen]
[Pause!]
[He smiles drunkenly as you approach him]
[T] “Baby! Hey! You made it!”
[...]
[His smile fades to confusion and then briefly to horrified realization]
[T] “Oh, uh… Yeah, I guess I did say I wouldn’t be at this party…”
[...]
[T] “Look, I just wanted to say bye to Mindy before she left the state, alright? That’s why I didn’t tell you… I knew you’d get mad for no good reason because, even though she’s my ex, I am not like that and you don’t need to worry about me being faithful, alright?”
[...]
[T] “I… A white lie once in a while doesn’t mean you can’t trust me!”
[Pause!]
[T] “Yes, OK! Yes, I am aware this is the same Mindy that damned near broke me. This is for my sense of closure, OK? I just want to get it over with and then we can go home. That’s why I called you…”
[...]
[T] “Baby, c’mon… You trust me, don’t you? I’m not a cheater. I’m not the best at thinking things out, but I’d never hurt you like that.”
[...]
[T] “Just… gimme thirty minutes. Go sit in the living room, I’ll say my piece, and then we can go home. I’ll make it up to you then, alright?”
[...]
[Mindy joins the party, smug as ever. You show tremendous heroism in not socking her in her face]
[T] “Mindy, hey! Yeah, my girlfriend is just here to get me home once we’re done talking. Babe, some privacy, please? I’ll be done soon, I promise.”
[...]
[You inhale through your nose, turn and march into the rowdy living room]
[E, slightly muffled] “No, I’ve got the controllers, let me just get the console up, and then we can crash on the couch to play!”
[SFX: The couch creaking as the Listener sits]
[...]
[Listener had never heard such bullshit.]
[You’re sitting, stewing in rage when a handsome young man plops by your side]
[SFX: Couch plopping]
[E] “Pardon us, miss. We were just playing this game where you have to use plastic guns. Didn’t mean to disturb your, um… angry vibrating?”
[...]
[The man smiles]
[E] “Hey, if you want to play, go for it. We’ve been stuck on this insanely hard level for like thirty minutes. Have had to reset and reconnect the console like five times just from Josh raging. Try not to do it this time, eh, Josh?”
[Pause.]
[He pauses. The other frat boys look taken aback as well]
[E] “...You heard her, Josh. Give her both guns.”
[SFX: The Listener clicking the triggers a few times/House of the Dead-style ambiance, or CarnEvil, if you’re a person of culture]
[E] “Ready, my friend?”
[Pause.]
[E] “Alright… Let’s go!”
[SFX: Arcade shootout noises for a bit with the occasional impressed reactions from the fratties]
[E] “She’s killing it!”
[Pause!]
[E] “No, seriously, that’s amazing! You’re in there with two Uzis like it is NO problem!”
[Before long, the frat boys are cheering you on as you mow down zombies, giant, mutant babies, etc. The occasional innocent blonde girl in a pink tube top, who’s counting?]
[E] “Almost… Almost, you just need one more hit on the Krampus boss!”
[Pause!]
[E] “Oh man, oh man oh man! I feel like I’m starting to get vapors over here from Missus Cool Guy, hehe.”
[Pause~]
[He laughs]
[E] “Ohhh, Missus Cool Guy was your mom, huh? What do I call you, then?”
[SFX: Some more shots and victory noises]
[E] “Holy shit, I call you the fucking CHAMP is what I call you! Dual-wielding Queen, let’s hear, it boys!”
[SFX: Cheering]
[You smile for the first time in…?]
[The handsome lad puts an arm around and draws you into his side]
[E] “Man! Glad you were here tonight, otherwise we might never have beaten the stupid game. Who invited you, by the way?”
[...]
[E] “...I see. That your boy over there with Mindy?”
[...]
[E] “Bet. What’s his name?”
[Pause]
[E] “Troy? Perfect. Boys, you know what to do.”
[You watch in confusion as all the frat boys take out some paper and start scribbling]
[Pause]
[E] “Why are they getting out paper and writing something down? You’ll see. Hey, Troy!”
[Your boyfriend turns towards you, confused]
[T] “Can I help you?”
[E] “Yeah. You got deep pockets?”
[T] “...What?”
[E] “In your pants. You got deep pockets?”
[T] “Uhh…I guess?”
[????]
[The handsome man smirks and winks at you]
[E] “Good. She’s gonna need that much space to carry both all of these phone numbers and the amount of self-respect you’re displaying here. Here’s my number, sweetheart. My name is Eamond, by the way, but folks just call me ‘E’.”
[Your boyfriend turns red. You turn redder]
[T] “Excuse me?? What the fuck do you think you’re doing hitting on my girlfriend like that?!”
[E, feigning confusion] “Whaaaat, I thought that was your girl over there! Mindy, isn’t that your man?”
[The girl looks away, smugness crushed under embarrassment]
[T] “Mindy is my ex. I came here to say my goodbyes before she left to return for school.”
[E] “Oh, cool! Then your girl should be able to accept numbers from guys that want to keep in touch after she leaves, right?”
[Troy turns, eyes blistering with fury]
[T] “...Look, I don’t know what your deal is-”.
[E, coldly] “I think you do.”
[SFX: The party quieting a little]
[T] “...excuse me?”
[E] “You know what my deal is because I’m the guy that guys like you hate the most. The one that can’t leave things alone when they don’t feel right to me, and what you’re doing is, no offense, fucking gross. You’re off your ass drunk but you haven’t even been here that long, from what I can tell, so you either drove drunk or hitched a ride to come and get your ego stroked while your actual girlfriend came here to get you.”
[T] “Dude. You don’t know-”.
[E] “I know Mindy. Mindy is also my ex. She’s also, on top of all of that, a manipulative snake of a woman who one hundred percent aimed to seduce you tonight just to rub it in your girl’s face here. I bet she gave you the ol’ ‘save me’ story, made you feel all manly and stoic, like a real savior, and you probably get off feeling good at something, right?”
[Pause!]
[SFX: Stomping and a door slamming shut]
[He rolls his eyes as Mindy storms from the now quiet room and slams the door shut behind her]
[E] “Yeah, you can eat my ass right back, Mindy! At least mine doesn’t have any plastic in it!”
[T] “You are pushing me over the fucking line, man! Mindy, wait!”
[Pause!]
[Your boyfriend stops as you yell at him]
[T] “Babe, I HAVE to go after her, she could hurt herself!”
[E] “Doubtful. She’s just using you, dude. Meanwhile, your girlfriend is here, being awesome, and you’re throwing it away for someone that did you dirty… Be smart, here.”
[...]
[Troy looks from E to you, enraged and struggling]
[T] “...If I leave, are you seriously going to hold it against me?”
[...]
[T] “She could get hurt! She’s tipsy too, and if she tries to drive… I’d be a terrible person if I didn’t at least check on her, alright?”
[...]
[T] “Look, I… I have to go, OK? I’ll text you later!”
[He hurries out before you can comprehend what happened]
[...]
[E] “...Sorry for starting shit. I didn’t expect him to be that… wow. Just wow. Are you OK?”
[...]
[E] “...He’s a dick to treat you like that. I understand he’s concerned about Mindy, and that’s fine, but she still has him twisted up… While expecting you to carry the workload while he takes his sweet-ass time trying to get his shit together. I don’t doubt she hurt him, believe me, but… Listen, me and the boys are happy to hang. It looks like you could use a night off from any more drama.”
[...]
[E] “...If you want to work out some of that anger, there’s always laser paintball…”
[...?]
[He grins]
[E] “Ohh yeah, they have great nachos.”
[...]
[Fuck it.]
[E] “Yes! C’mon, boys, we have a nice lady to attend to. Let’s make it a night to remember, yeah?”
[They cheer, rowdy and obnoxious but… there. It’s a bitter feeling, leaving without your boyfriend, but you’re sure Mindy can take care of him just fucking fine.]
[To be continued]
Note: Apologies to all Mindys out there, I’m sure you are all nice, non-sociopathic peeps, for the most part.
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Setting: A frat party
Tags:[MM4F][Lovers to Exes?][Drunk Negligent Boyfriend Speaker][Confident Frat Boy Speaker][Absolutely Done Listener][Ex Drama][Meet-Cute?][Fight][Argument][Absent][Supportive]vs[Absent][Choosing][CW: Mentions of Gaslighting/Theoretical Cheating/Break-Ups]
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[SFX: Party music]
[You maneuver the inside of a frat house, looking for your boyfriend. It takes a few minutes of drunken bumping and a few cheeky gropes before you see him leaning against a wall in the kitchen]
[Pause!]
[He smiles drunkenly as you approach him]
[T] “Baby! Hey! You made it!”
[...]
[His smile fades to confusion and then briefly to horrified realization]
[T] “Oh, uh… Yeah, I guess I did say I wouldn’t be at this party…”
[...]
[T] “Look, I just wanted to say bye to Mindy before she left the state, alright? That’s why I didn’t tell you… I knew you’d get mad for no good reason because, even though she’s my ex, I am not like that and you don’t need to worry about me being faithful, alright?”
[...]
[T] “I… A white lie once in a while doesn’t mean you can’t trust me!”
[Pause!]
[T] “Yes, OK! Yes, I am aware this is the same Mindy that damned near broke me. This is for my sense of closure, OK? I just want to get it over with and then we can go home. That’s why I called you…”
[...]
[T] “Baby, c’mon… You trust me, don’t you? I’m not a cheater. I’m not the best at thinking things out, but I’d never hurt you like that.”
[...]
[T] “Just… gimme thirty minutes. Go sit in the living room, I’ll say my piece, and then we can go home. I’ll make it up to you then, alright?”
[...]
[Mindy joins the party, smug as ever. You show tremendous heroism in not socking her in her face]
[T] “Mindy, hey! Yeah, my girlfriend is just here to get me home once we’re done talking. Babe, some privacy, please? I’ll be done soon, I promise.”
[...]
[You inhale through your nose, turn and march into the rowdy living room]
[E, slightly muffled] “No, I’ve got the controllers, let me just get the console up, and then we can crash on the couch to play!”
[SFX: The couch creaking as the Listener sits]
[...]
[Listener had never heard such bullshit.]
[You’re sitting, stewing in rage when a handsome young man plops by your side]
[SFX: Couch plopping]
[E] “Pardon us, miss. We were just playing this game where you have to use plastic guns. Didn’t mean to disturb your, um… angry vibrating?”
[...]
[The man smiles]
[E] “Hey, if you want to play, go for it. We’ve been stuck on this insanely hard level for like thirty minutes. Have had to reset and reconnect the console like five times just from Josh raging. Try not to do it this time, eh, Josh?”
[Pause.]
[He pauses. The other frat boys look taken aback as well]
[E] “...You heard her, Josh. Give her both guns.”
[SFX: The Listener clicking the triggers a few times/House of the Dead-style ambiance, or CarnEvil, if you’re a person of culture]
[E] “Ready, my friend?”
[Pause.]
[E] “Alright… Let’s go!”
[SFX: Arcade shootout noises for a bit with the occasional impressed reactions from the fratties]
[E] “She’s killing it!”
[Pause!]
[E] “No, seriously, that’s amazing! You’re in there with two Uzis like it is NO problem!”
[Before long, the frat boys are cheering you on as you mow down zombies, giant, mutant babies, etc. The occasional innocent blonde girl in a pink tube top, who’s counting?]
[E] “Almost… Almost, you just need one more hit on the Krampus boss!”
[Pause!]
[E] “Oh man, oh man oh man! I feel like I’m starting to get vapors over here from Missus Cool Guy, hehe.”
[Pause~]
[He laughs]
[E] “Ohhh, Missus Cool Guy was your mom, huh? What do I call you, then?”
[SFX: Some more shots and victory noises]
[E] “Holy shit, I call you the fucking CHAMP is what I call you! Dual-wielding Queen, let’s hear, it boys!”
[SFX: Cheering]
[You smile for the first time in…?]
[The handsome lad puts an arm around and draws you into his side]
[E] “Man! Glad you were here tonight, otherwise we might never have beaten the stupid game. Who invited you, by the way?”
[...]
[E] “...I see. That your boy over there with Mindy?”
[...]
[E] “Bet. What’s his name?”
[Pause]
[E] “Troy? Perfect. Boys, you know what to do.”
[You watch in confusion as all the frat boys take out some paper and start scribbling]
[Pause]
[E] “Why are they getting out paper and writing something down? You’ll see. Hey, Troy!”
[Your boyfriend turns towards you, confused]
[T] “Can I help you?”
[E] “Yeah. You got deep pockets?”
[T] “...What?”
[E] “In your pants. You got deep pockets?”
[T] “Uhh…I guess?”
[????]
[The handsome man smirks and winks at you]
[E] “Good. She’s gonna need that much space to carry both all of these phone numbers and the amount of self-respect you’re displaying here. Here’s my number, sweetheart. My name is Eamond, by the way, but folks just call me ‘E’.”
[Your boyfriend turns red. You turn redder]
[T] “Excuse me?? What the fuck do you think you’re doing hitting on my girlfriend like that?!”
[E, feigning confusion] “Whaaaat, I thought that was your girl over there! Mindy, isn’t that your man?”
[The girl looks away, smugness crushed under embarrassment]
[T] “Mindy is my ex. I came here to say my goodbyes before she left to return for school.”
[E] “Oh, cool! Then your girl should be able to accept numbers from guys that want to keep in touch after she leaves, right?”
[Troy turns, eyes blistering with fury]
[T] “...Look, I don’t know what your deal is-”.
[E, coldly] “I think you do.”
[SFX: The party quieting a little]
[T] “...excuse me?”
[E] “You know what my deal is because I’m the guy that guys like you hate the most. The one that can’t leave things alone when they don’t feel right to me, and what you’re doing is, no offense, fucking gross. You’re off your ass drunk but you haven’t even been here that long, from what I can tell, so you either drove drunk or hitched a ride to come and get your ego stroked while your actual girlfriend came here to get you.”
[T] “Dude. You don’t know-”.
[E] “I know Mindy. Mindy is also my ex. She’s also, on top of all of that, a manipulative snake of a woman who one hundred percent aimed to seduce you tonight just to rub it in your girl’s face here. I bet she gave you the ol’ ‘save me’ story, made you feel all manly and stoic, like a real savior, and you probably get off feeling good at something, right?”
[Pause!]
[SFX: Stomping and a door slamming shut]
[He rolls his eyes as Mindy storms from the now quiet room and slams the door shut behind her]
[E] “Yeah, you can eat my ass right back, Mindy! At least mine doesn’t have any plastic in it!”
[T] “You are pushing me over the fucking line, man! Mindy, wait!”
[Pause!]
[Your boyfriend stops as you yell at him]
[T] “Babe, I HAVE to go after her, she could hurt herself!”
[E] “Doubtful. She’s just using you, dude. Meanwhile, your girlfriend is here, being awesome, and you’re throwing it away for someone that did you dirty… Be smart, here.”
[...]
[Troy looks from E to you, enraged and struggling]
[T] “...If I leave, are you seriously going to hold it against me?”
[...]
[T] “She could get hurt! She’s tipsy too, and if she tries to drive… I’d be a terrible person if I didn’t at least check on her, alright?”
[...]
[T] “Look, I… I have to go, OK? I’ll text you later!”
[He hurries out before you can comprehend what happened]
[...]
[E] “...Sorry for starting shit. I didn’t expect him to be that… wow. Just wow. Are you OK?”
[...]
[E] “...He’s a dick to treat you like that. I understand he’s concerned about Mindy, and that’s fine, but she still has him twisted up… While expecting you to carry the workload while he takes his sweet-ass time trying to get his shit together. I don’t doubt she hurt him, believe me, but… Listen, me and the boys are happy to hang. It looks like you could use a night off from any more drama.”
[...]
[E] “...If you want to work out some of that anger, there’s always laser paintball…”
[...?]
[He grins]
[E] “Ohh yeah, they have great nachos.”
[...]
[Fuck it.]
[E] “Yes! C’mon, boys, we have a nice lady to attend to. Let’s make it a night to remember, yeah?”
[They cheer, rowdy and obnoxious but… there. It’s a bitter feeling, leaving without your boyfriend, but you’re sure Mindy can take care of him just fucking fine.]
[To be continued]
Note: Apologies to all Mindys out there, I’m sure you are all nice, non-sociopathic peeps, for the most part.
2023.03.21 08:24 spookiethegoat Living with a verbally and emotionally abusive alcoholic father.
I am 21F and living with my verbally abusive narcissistic alcoholic father for the last 2 years. My mom divorced him after 15 years of trying everything under the Sun (AA, doctors, begging, crying, you name it) and finally made the decision once I turned 18. She moved to another city shortly after and I chose to stay back with my dad since I was still in college and I have 2 dogs who are my entire world and wouldn't be able to take them along if I moved into my own apartment (We live in a spacious independent house with ample space for them, hence the decision) Shitty decision, I know. I graduated and I am working right now. I will be leaving the country for my postgrad degree in around 5 months but living with him is getting increasingly difficult day by day. For context, I live with my dad and grandma (his mom) and she has Alzheimers so she has no idea what's going on half the time and she coddles him too much. We have a live-in house help as well. Stepping into the problem, here are some of the few issues I am facing :
- He goes on alcohol binges for days at a time where he locks himself in his room and drinks days away. Although, this doesn't necessarily directly affect me - it isn't a pretty sight to see when I go back home.
- He is an emotional wreck since my mom found a partner after they divorced. He is highly narcissistic and refuses to acknowledge that my mom left him because he was abusive and plays victim at all times.
- I have a boyfriend and my dad knows about him too. Me and my boyfriend are serious about each other and plan on getting married after I complete my degree abroad. My dad is overly jealous about my boyfriend and badmouths me every chance he gets.
- He gets drunk and messages my mom abusive things such as "your daughter has gone down a wrong path" etc etc (with curse words) and other very demeaning things about me and blames her for it.
- He also gets drunk and verbally abuses me i.e putting me down, demeaning me etc .
- He also calls up random people and once he called up my mom's partner and abused him as well over the phone.
- He verbally abuses me the previous night and the next morning he talks as though nothing happened and it makes me so fucking sick and angry.
My father has never been able to actively take part in my life and always been a terrible, narcissistic person. Now, he is unable to digest the fact that both me and my mom have found someone for ourselves and he is jealous about it. He is going insane and losing control over himself. He randomly picks fights, screams, cries and bothers me whenever i am outside. He calls me up and says very disgusting things asking me where I am and it shoots up my anxiety SO much. I am seeking therapy and I will be getting the fuck out of his house in 6 months but I am not able to cope. I am so tired. I am doing my best trying to take care of my dogs, my grandma and the house at 21 but I am so tired of being put down by my sad excuse for a father. I go to my bf's place whenever I can but I can never be at peace knowing my father will call me up anytime and say horrible things to me, spiking my anxiety and ruining my day. I don't know how he has so much power over me but I fucking hate him. Although it's for a short while, I can't live this way anymore. I can't move out immediately and I want to enjoy the last few months I have here with my boyfriend until I am gone for 2 years.
My mom is being as supportive as she can be but she has her own life now. She always says "you chose to stay back" as though i am destined to pay for the decision I took. I know that's the truth but I just feel so alone. I took the decision to stay for my dogs and my college. He is in a downward spiral and getting worse day by day. I feel so stuck. Please do help me out and give me ways to cope / deal with this. I am so tired.
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- He goes on alcohol binges for days at a time where he locks himself in his room and drinks days away. Although, this doesn't necessarily directly affect me - it isn't a pretty sight to see when I go back home.
- He is an emotional wreck since my mom found a partner after they divorced. He is highly narcissistic and refuses to acknowledge that my mom left him because he was abusive and plays victim at all times.
- I have a boyfriend and my dad knows about him too. Me and my boyfriend are serious about each other and plan on getting married after I complete my degree abroad. My dad is overly jealous about my boyfriend and badmouths me every chance he gets.
- He gets drunk and messages my mom abusive things such as "your daughter has gone down a wrong path" etc etc (with curse words) and other very demeaning things about me and blames her for it.
- He also gets drunk and verbally abuses me i.e putting me down, demeaning me etc .
- He also calls up random people and once he called up my mom's partner and abused him as well over the phone.
- He verbally abuses me the previous night and the next morning he talks as though nothing happened and it makes me so fucking sick and angry.
My father has never been able to actively take part in my life and always been a terrible, narcissistic person. Now, he is unable to digest the fact that both me and my mom have found someone for ourselves and he is jealous about it. He is going insane and losing control over himself. He randomly picks fights, screams, cries and bothers me whenever i am outside. He calls me up and says very disgusting things asking me where I am and it shoots up my anxiety SO much. I am seeking therapy and I will be getting the fuck out of his house in 6 months but I am not able to cope. I am so tired. I am doing my best trying to take care of my dogs, my grandma and the house at 21 but I am so tired of being put down by my sad excuse for a father. I go to my bf's place whenever I can but I can never be at peace knowing my father will call me up anytime and say horrible things to me, spiking my anxiety and ruining my day. I don't know how he has so much power over me but I fucking hate him. Although it's for a short while, I can't live this way anymore. I can't move out immediately and I want to enjoy the last few months I have here with my boyfriend until I am gone for 2 years.
My mom is being as supportive as she can be but she has her own life now. She always says "you chose to stay back" as though i am destined to pay for the decision I took. I know that's the truth but I just feel so alone. I took the decision to stay for my dogs and my college. He is in a downward spiral and getting worse day by day. I feel so stuck. Please do help me out and give me ways to cope / deal with this. I am so tired.
2023.03.21 08:22 Freux-Luquet How to deal with the undead ?
Hello
Watch out, spoiler zone for players !
I'm facing a problem here. I'd like my player to have a fight with some zombies : one of the pc will come back to his village, but it will just have been dedtroyed and murdered by rusted bro. I want his father and cousins to wake up and to fight him (as a Halfling it makes sense for them to be hangry at him even after death, right ?
But i have the feeling that it's not really the spirit if the game, and i'm afraid that after that they'll start killing undead on sight, wich might be a problem, for scenes like the "ditch" village, for instance.
Any thoughts on that ?
Best regards, and have a great games !
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Watch out, spoiler zone for players !
I'm facing a problem here. I'd like my player to have a fight with some zombies : one of the pc will come back to his village, but it will just have been dedtroyed and murdered by rusted bro. I want his father and cousins to wake up and to fight him (as a Halfling it makes sense for them to be hangry at him even after death, right ?
But i have the feeling that it's not really the spirit if the game, and i'm afraid that after that they'll start killing undead on sight, wich might be a problem, for scenes like the "ditch" village, for instance.
Any thoughts on that ?
Best regards, and have a great games !
2023.03.21 08:22 spookiethegoat Living with my verbally and emotionally abusive alcoholic father.
I am 21F and living with my verbally abusive narcissistic alcoholic father for the last 2 years. My mom divorced him after 15 years of trying everything under the Sun (AA, doctors, begging, crying, you name it) and finally made the decision once I turned 18. She moved to another city shortly after and I chose to stay back with my dad since I was still in college and I have 2 dogs who are my entire world and wouldn't be able to take them along if I moved into my own apartment (We live in a spacious independent house with ample space for them, hence the decision) Shitty decision, I know. I graduated and I am working right now. I will be leaving the country for my postgrad degree in around 5 months but living with him is getting increasingly difficult day by day. For context, I live with my dad and grandma (his mom) and she has Alzheimers so she has no idea what's going on half the time and she coddles him too much. We have a live-in house help as well. Stepping into the problem, here are some of the few issues I am facing :
- He goes on alcohol binges for days at a time where he locks himself in his room and drinks days away. Although, this doesn't necessarily directly affect me - it isn't a pretty sight to see when I go back home.
- He is an emotional wreck since my mom found a partner after they divorced. He is highly narcissistic and refuses to acknowledge that my mom left him because he was abusive and plays victim at all times.
- I have a boyfriend and my dad knows about him too. Me and my boyfriend are serious about each other and plan on getting married after I complete my degree abroad. My dad is overly jealous about my boyfriend and badmouths me every chance he gets.
- He gets drunk and messages my mom abusive things such as "your daughter has gone down a wrong path" etc etc (with curse words) and other very demeaning things about me and blames her for it.
- He also gets drunk and verbally abuses me i.e putting me down, demeaning me etc .
- He also calls up random people and once he called up my mom's partner and abused him as well over the phone.
- He verbally abuses me the previous night and the next morning he talks as though nothing happened and it makes me so fucking sick and angry.
My father has never been able to actively take part in my life and always been a terrible, narcissistic person. Now, he is unable to digest the fact that both me and my mom have found someone for ourselves and he is jealous about it. He is going insane and losing control over himself. He randomly picks fights, screams, cries and bothers me whenever i am outside. He calls me up and says very disgusting things asking me where I am and it shoots up my anxiety SO much. I am seeking therapy and I will be getting the fuck out of his house in 6 months but I am not able to cope. I am so tired. I am doing my best trying to take care of my dogs, my grandma and the house at 21 but I am so tired of being put down by my sad excuse for a father. I go to my bf's place whenever I can but I can never be at peace knowing my father will call me up anytime and say horrible things to me, spiking my anxiety and ruining my day. I don't know how he has so much power over me but I fucking hate him. Although it's for a short while, I can't live this way anymore. I can't move out immediately and I want to enjoy the last few months I have here with my boyfriend until I am gone for 2 years.
My mom is being as supportive as she can be but she has her own life now. She always says "you chose to stay back" as though i am destined to pay for the decision I took. I know that's the truth but I just feel so alone. I took the decision to stay for my dogs and my college. He is in a downward spiral and getting worse day by day. I feel so stuck. Please do help me out and give me ways to cope / deal with this. I am so tired.
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- He goes on alcohol binges for days at a time where he locks himself in his room and drinks days away. Although, this doesn't necessarily directly affect me - it isn't a pretty sight to see when I go back home.
- He is an emotional wreck since my mom found a partner after they divorced. He is highly narcissistic and refuses to acknowledge that my mom left him because he was abusive and plays victim at all times.
- I have a boyfriend and my dad knows about him too. Me and my boyfriend are serious about each other and plan on getting married after I complete my degree abroad. My dad is overly jealous about my boyfriend and badmouths me every chance he gets.
- He gets drunk and messages my mom abusive things such as "your daughter has gone down a wrong path" etc etc (with curse words) and other very demeaning things about me and blames her for it.
- He also gets drunk and verbally abuses me i.e putting me down, demeaning me etc .
- He also calls up random people and once he called up my mom's partner and abused him as well over the phone.
- He verbally abuses me the previous night and the next morning he talks as though nothing happened and it makes me so fucking sick and angry.
My father has never been able to actively take part in my life and always been a terrible, narcissistic person. Now, he is unable to digest the fact that both me and my mom have found someone for ourselves and he is jealous about it. He is going insane and losing control over himself. He randomly picks fights, screams, cries and bothers me whenever i am outside. He calls me up and says very disgusting things asking me where I am and it shoots up my anxiety SO much. I am seeking therapy and I will be getting the fuck out of his house in 6 months but I am not able to cope. I am so tired. I am doing my best trying to take care of my dogs, my grandma and the house at 21 but I am so tired of being put down by my sad excuse for a father. I go to my bf's place whenever I can but I can never be at peace knowing my father will call me up anytime and say horrible things to me, spiking my anxiety and ruining my day. I don't know how he has so much power over me but I fucking hate him. Although it's for a short while, I can't live this way anymore. I can't move out immediately and I want to enjoy the last few months I have here with my boyfriend until I am gone for 2 years.
My mom is being as supportive as she can be but she has her own life now. She always says "you chose to stay back" as though i am destined to pay for the decision I took. I know that's the truth but I just feel so alone. I took the decision to stay for my dogs and my college. He is in a downward spiral and getting worse day by day. I feel so stuck. Please do help me out and give me ways to cope / deal with this. I am so tired.
2023.03.21 08:21 spookiethegoat Living with a verbally and emotionally abusive alcoholic father.
I am 21F and living with my verbally abusive narcissistic alcoholic father for the last 2 years. My mom divorced him after 15 years of trying everything under the Sun (AA, doctors, begging, crying, you name it) and finally made the decision once I turned 18. She moved to another city shortly after and I chose to stay back with my dad since I was still in college and I have 2 dogs who are my entire world and wouldn't be able to take them along if I moved into my own apartment (We live in a spacious independent house with ample space for them, hence the decision) Shitty decision, I know. I graduated and I am working right now. I will be leaving the country for my postgrad degree in around 5 months but living with him is getting increasingly difficult day by day. For context, I live with my dad and grandma (his mom) and she has Alzheimers so she has no idea what's going on half the time and she coddles him too much. We have a live-in house help as well. Stepping into the problem, here are some of the few issues I am facing :
- He goes on alcohol binges for days at a time where he locks himself in his room and drinks days away. Although, this doesn't necessarily directly affect me - it isn't a pretty sight to see when I go back home.
- He is an emotional wreck since my mom found a partner after they divorced. He is highly narcissistic and refuses to acknowledge that my mom left him because he was abusive and plays victim at all times.
- I have a boyfriend and my dad knows about him too. Me and my boyfriend are serious about each other and plan on getting married after I complete my degree abroad. My dad is overly jealous about my boyfriend and badmouths me every chance he gets.
- He gets drunk and messages my mom abusive things such as "your daughter has gone down a wrong path" etc etc (with curse words) and other very demeaning things about me and blames her for it.
- He also gets drunk and verbally abuses me i.e putting me down, demeaning me etc .
- He also calls up random people and once he called up my mom's partner and abused him as well over the phone.
- He verbally abuses me the previous night and the next morning he talks as though nothing happened and it makes me so fucking sick and angry.
My father has never been able to actively take part in my life and always been a terrible, narcissistic person. Now, he is unable to digest the fact that both me and my mom have found someone for ourselves and he is jealous about it. He is going insane and losing control over himself. He randomly picks fights, screams, cries and bothers me whenever i am outside. He calls me up and says very disgusting things asking me where I am and it shoots up my anxiety SO much. I am seeking therapy and I will be getting the fuck out of his house in 6 months but I am not able to cope. I am so tired. I am doing my best trying to take care of my dogs, my grandma and the house at 21 but I am so tired of being put down by my sad excuse for a father. I go to my bf's place whenever I can but I can never be at peace knowing my father will call me up anytime and say horrible things to me, spiking my anxiety and ruining my day. I don't know how he has so much power over me but I fucking hate him. Although it's for a short while, I can't live this way anymore. I can't move out immediately and I want to enjoy the last few months I have here with my boyfriend until I am gone for 2 years.
My mom is being as supportive as she can be but she has her own life now. She always says "you chose to stay back" as though i am destined to pay for the decision I took. I know that's the truth but I just feel so alone. I took the decision to stay for my dogs and my college. He is in a downward spiral and getting worse day by day. I feel so stuck. Please do help me out and give me ways to cope / deal with this. I am so tired.
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- He goes on alcohol binges for days at a time where he locks himself in his room and drinks days away. Although, this doesn't necessarily directly affect me - it isn't a pretty sight to see when I go back home.
- He is an emotional wreck since my mom found a partner after they divorced. He is highly narcissistic and refuses to acknowledge that my mom left him because he was abusive and plays victim at all times.
- I have a boyfriend and my dad knows about him too. Me and my boyfriend are serious about each other and plan on getting married after I complete my degree abroad. My dad is overly jealous about my boyfriend and badmouths me every chance he gets.
- He gets drunk and messages my mom abusive things such as "your daughter has gone down a wrong path" etc etc (with curse words) and other very demeaning things about me and blames her for it.
- He also gets drunk and verbally abuses me i.e putting me down, demeaning me etc .
- He also calls up random people and once he called up my mom's partner and abused him as well over the phone.
- He verbally abuses me the previous night and the next morning he talks as though nothing happened and it makes me so fucking sick and angry.
My father has never been able to actively take part in my life and always been a terrible, narcissistic person. Now, he is unable to digest the fact that both me and my mom have found someone for ourselves and he is jealous about it. He is going insane and losing control over himself. He randomly picks fights, screams, cries and bothers me whenever i am outside. He calls me up and says very disgusting things asking me where I am and it shoots up my anxiety SO much. I am seeking therapy and I will be getting the fuck out of his house in 6 months but I am not able to cope. I am so tired. I am doing my best trying to take care of my dogs, my grandma and the house at 21 but I am so tired of being put down by my sad excuse for a father. I go to my bf's place whenever I can but I can never be at peace knowing my father will call me up anytime and say horrible things to me, spiking my anxiety and ruining my day. I don't know how he has so much power over me but I fucking hate him. Although it's for a short while, I can't live this way anymore. I can't move out immediately and I want to enjoy the last few months I have here with my boyfriend until I am gone for 2 years.
My mom is being as supportive as she can be but she has her own life now. She always says "you chose to stay back" as though i am destined to pay for the decision I took. I know that's the truth but I just feel so alone. I took the decision to stay for my dogs and my college. He is in a downward spiral and getting worse day by day. I feel so stuck. Please do help me out and give me ways to cope / deal with this. I am so tired.
2023.03.21 08:18 spookiethegoat Living with a verbally and emotionally abusive alcoholic father.
I am 21F and living with my verbally abusive narcissistic alcoholic father for the last 2 years. My mom divorced him after 15 years of trying everything under the Sun (AA, doctors, begging, crying, you name it) and finally made the decision once I turned 18. She moved to another city shortly after and I chose to stay back with my dad since I was still in college and I have 2 dogs who are my entire world and wouldn't be able to take them along if I moved into my own apartment (We live in a spacious independent house with ample space for them, hence the decision) Shitty decision, I know. I graduated and I am working right now. I will be leaving the country for my postgrad degree in around 5 months but living with him is getting increasingly difficult day by day. For context, I live with my dad and grandma (his mom) and she has Alzheimers so she has no idea what's going on half the time and she coddles him too much. We have a live-in house help as well. Stepping into the problem, here are some of the few issues I am facing :
- He goes on alcohol binges for days at a time where he locks himself in his room and drinks days away. Although, this doesn't necessarily directly affect me - it isn't a pretty sight to see when I go back home.
- He is an emotional wreck since my mom found a partner after they divorced. He is highly narcissistic and refuses to acknowledge that my mom left him because he was abusive and plays victim at all times.
- I have a boyfriend and my dad knows about him too. Me and my boyfriend are serious about each other and plan on getting married after I complete my degree abroad. My dad is overly jealous about my boyfriend and badmouths me every chance he gets.
- He gets drunk and messages my mom abusive things such as "your daughter has gone down a wrong path" etc etc (with curse words) and other very demeaning things about me and blames her for it.
- He also gets drunk and verbally abuses me i.e putting me down, demeaning me etc .
- He also calls up random people and once he called up my mom's partner and abused him as well over the phone.
- He verbally abuses me the previous night and the next morning he talks as though nothing happened and it makes me so fucking sick and angry.
My father has never been able to actively take part in my life and always been a terrible, narcissistic person. Now, he is unable to digest the fact that both me and my mom have found someone for ourselves and he is jealous about it. He is going insane and losing control over himself. He randomly picks fights, screams, cries and bothers me whenever i am outside. He calls me up and says very disgusting things asking me where I am and it shoots up my anxiety SO much. I am seeking therapy and I will be getting the fuck out of his house in 6 months but I am not able to cope. I am so tired. I am doing my best trying to take care of my dogs, my grandma and the house at 21 but I am so tired of being put down by my sad excuse for a father. I go to my bf's place whenever I can but I can never be at peace knowing my father will call me up anytime and say horrible things to me, spiking my anxiety and ruining my day. I don't know how he has so much power over me but I fucking hate him. Although it's for a short while, I can't live this way anymore. I can't move out immediately and I want to enjoy the last few months I have here with my boyfriend until I am gone for 2 years.
My mom is being as supportive as she can be but she has her own life now. She always says "you chose to stay back" as though i am destined to pay for the decision I took. I know that's the truth but I just feel so alone. I took the decision to stay for my dogs and my college. He is in a downward spiral and getting worse day by day. I feel so stuck. Please do help me out and give me ways to cope / deal with this. I am so tired.
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- He goes on alcohol binges for days at a time where he locks himself in his room and drinks days away. Although, this doesn't necessarily directly affect me - it isn't a pretty sight to see when I go back home.
- He is an emotional wreck since my mom found a partner after they divorced. He is highly narcissistic and refuses to acknowledge that my mom left him because he was abusive and plays victim at all times.
- I have a boyfriend and my dad knows about him too. Me and my boyfriend are serious about each other and plan on getting married after I complete my degree abroad. My dad is overly jealous about my boyfriend and badmouths me every chance he gets.
- He gets drunk and messages my mom abusive things such as "your daughter has gone down a wrong path" etc etc (with curse words) and other very demeaning things about me and blames her for it.
- He also gets drunk and verbally abuses me i.e putting me down, demeaning me etc .
- He also calls up random people and once he called up my mom's partner and abused him as well over the phone.
- He verbally abuses me the previous night and the next morning he talks as though nothing happened and it makes me so fucking sick and angry.
My father has never been able to actively take part in my life and always been a terrible, narcissistic person. Now, he is unable to digest the fact that both me and my mom have found someone for ourselves and he is jealous about it. He is going insane and losing control over himself. He randomly picks fights, screams, cries and bothers me whenever i am outside. He calls me up and says very disgusting things asking me where I am and it shoots up my anxiety SO much. I am seeking therapy and I will be getting the fuck out of his house in 6 months but I am not able to cope. I am so tired. I am doing my best trying to take care of my dogs, my grandma and the house at 21 but I am so tired of being put down by my sad excuse for a father. I go to my bf's place whenever I can but I can never be at peace knowing my father will call me up anytime and say horrible things to me, spiking my anxiety and ruining my day. I don't know how he has so much power over me but I fucking hate him. Although it's for a short while, I can't live this way anymore. I can't move out immediately and I want to enjoy the last few months I have here with my boyfriend until I am gone for 2 years.
My mom is being as supportive as she can be but she has her own life now. She always says "you chose to stay back" as though i am destined to pay for the decision I took. I know that's the truth but I just feel so alone. I took the decision to stay for my dogs and my college. He is in a downward spiral and getting worse day by day. I feel so stuck. Please do help me out and give me ways to cope / deal with this. I am so tired.
2023.03.21 08:14 spookiethegoat Living with a verbally abusive alcoholic father.
I am 21F and living with my verbally abusive narcissistic alcoholic father for the last 2 years. My mom divorced him after 15 years of trying everything under the Sun (AA, doctors, begging, crying, you name it) and finally made the decision once I turned 18. She moved to another city shortly after and I chose to stay back with my dad since I was still in college and I have 2 dogs who are my entire world and wouldn't be able to take them along if I moved into my own apartment (We live in a spacious independent house with ample space for them, hence the decision) Shitty decision, I know. I graduated and I am working right now. I will be leaving the country for my postgrad degree in around 5 months but living with him is getting increasingly difficult day by day. For context, I live with my dad and grandma (his mom) and she has Alzheimers so she has no idea what's going on half the time and she coddles him too much. We have a live-in house help as well. Stepping into the problem, here are some of the few issues I am facing :
- He goes on alcohol binges for days at a time where he locks himself in his room and drinks days away. Although, this doesn't necessarily directly affect me - it isn't a pretty sight to see when I go back home.
- He is an emotional wreck since my mom found a partner after they divorced. He is highly narcissistic and refuses to acknowledge that my mom left him because he was abusive and plays victim at all times.
- I have a boyfriend and my dad knows about him too. Me and my boyfriend are serious about each other and plan on getting married after I complete my degree abroad. My dad is overly jealous about my boyfriend and badmouths me every chance he gets.
- He gets drunk and messages my mom abusive things such as "your daughter has gone down a wrong path" etc etc (with curse words) and other very demeaning things about me and blames her for it.
- He also gets drunk and verbally abuses me i.e putting me down, demeaning me etc .
- He also calls up random people and once he called up my mom's partner and abused him as well over the phone.
- He verbally abuses me the previous night and the next morning he talks as though nothing happened and it makes me so fucking sick and angry.
My father has never been able to actively take part in my life and always been a terrible, narcissistic person. Now, he is unable to digest the fact that both me and my mom have found someone for ourselves and he is jealous about it. He is going insane and losing control over himself. He randomly picks fights, screams, cries and bothers me whenever i am outside. He calls me up and says very disgusting things asking me where I am and it shoots up my anxiety SO much. I am seeking therapy and I will be getting the fuck out of his house in 6 months but I am not able to cope. I am so tired. I am doing my best trying to take care of my dogs, my grandma and the house at 21 but I am so tired of being put down by my sad excuse for a father. I go to my bf's place whenever I can but I can never be at peace knowing my father will call me up anytime and say horrible things to me, spiking my anxiety and ruining my day. I don't know how he has so much power over me but I fucking hate him. Although it's for a short while, I can't live this way anymore. I can't move out immediately and I want to enjoy the last few months I have here with my boyfriend until I am gone for 2 years.
My mom is being as supportive as she can be but she has her own life now. She always says "you chose to stay back" as though i am destined to pay for the decision I took. I know that's the truth but I just feel so alone. I took the decision to stay for my dogs and my college. He is in a downward spiral and getting worse day by day. I feel so stuck. Please do help me out and give me ways to cope / deal with this. I am so tired.
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- He goes on alcohol binges for days at a time where he locks himself in his room and drinks days away. Although, this doesn't necessarily directly affect me - it isn't a pretty sight to see when I go back home.
- He is an emotional wreck since my mom found a partner after they divorced. He is highly narcissistic and refuses to acknowledge that my mom left him because he was abusive and plays victim at all times.
- I have a boyfriend and my dad knows about him too. Me and my boyfriend are serious about each other and plan on getting married after I complete my degree abroad. My dad is overly jealous about my boyfriend and badmouths me every chance he gets.
- He gets drunk and messages my mom abusive things such as "your daughter has gone down a wrong path" etc etc (with curse words) and other very demeaning things about me and blames her for it.
- He also gets drunk and verbally abuses me i.e putting me down, demeaning me etc .
- He also calls up random people and once he called up my mom's partner and abused him as well over the phone.
- He verbally abuses me the previous night and the next morning he talks as though nothing happened and it makes me so fucking sick and angry.
My father has never been able to actively take part in my life and always been a terrible, narcissistic person. Now, he is unable to digest the fact that both me and my mom have found someone for ourselves and he is jealous about it. He is going insane and losing control over himself. He randomly picks fights, screams, cries and bothers me whenever i am outside. He calls me up and says very disgusting things asking me where I am and it shoots up my anxiety SO much. I am seeking therapy and I will be getting the fuck out of his house in 6 months but I am not able to cope. I am so tired. I am doing my best trying to take care of my dogs, my grandma and the house at 21 but I am so tired of being put down by my sad excuse for a father. I go to my bf's place whenever I can but I can never be at peace knowing my father will call me up anytime and say horrible things to me, spiking my anxiety and ruining my day. I don't know how he has so much power over me but I fucking hate him. Although it's for a short while, I can't live this way anymore. I can't move out immediately and I want to enjoy the last few months I have here with my boyfriend until I am gone for 2 years.
My mom is being as supportive as she can be but she has her own life now. She always says "you chose to stay back" as though i am destined to pay for the decision I took. I know that's the truth but I just feel so alone. I took the decision to stay for my dogs and my college. He is in a downward spiral and getting worse day by day. I feel so stuck. Please do help me out and give me ways to cope / deal with this. I am so tired.
2023.03.21 08:02 Elysium94 What if "The Last of Us Part II" was about atonement and hope, instead of revenge? (Part 3 of 4)
 | \"Endure and survive.\" submitted by Elysium94 to fixingmovies [link] [comments] Welcome back, everybody, to the third posting in my rewrite of Naughty Dog's The Last of Us Part II. A rewrite in which I reframe the cycle-of-revenge narrative into a story about redemption and the search for hope in the post-outbreak world. Fallen a little behind in this one, I admit, between the release of the TV series and general life events. And I gotta say, the show definitely lived up to expectations. Here, we pick up after the devastating events of the third chapter. The first couple of posts, as a refresher Some notes, also, before we proceed 1: As there ended up being a lot more story than I initially expected, I'm again expanding the rewrite, this time to four posts. 2: Following some feedback after the last post, there's a couple amendments I'd make to Chapter 3.
4: An expansion on FEDRA as a faction, and its leader as well.
With all that out of the way, let's begin! **** CHAPTER 4 THE JOURNEY Ellie Three days after the fall of Jackson, whoever wasn't captured or killed in the attack are on the road. Jackson's people are scared, confused, almost aimless. Joel in particular is talking to no one, merely trailing the refugees. Keeping an eye out for signs of danger.
Ellie herself is shaken not just by Tommy's death, but the capture of Dina. But after a talk with Maria and Jesse, she decides she's not going to sit around and wait for a rescue to be planned. She's going to take the initiative herself and get Dina back.
She dispatches several of them, but one almost escapes and sounds an alert. Soon an armored patrol moves in, and Ellie is almost caught before she's helped by the surprise appearance of Joel. Who makes it clear he's not letting her do this alone. Jesse shows up as well, saying they're going to rescue their friends together. Ellie guesses Joel is more concerned with revenge against Abby, but given their circumstances and what they're up against she can't afford to be picky. The trio continue on their journey, with Joel and Ellie exchanging some cautious words.
Abby Back in Washington, Abby is reviewing the results of FEDRA's first strike against Jackson and the WLF. Colonel Lee is disappointed at the escape of Ellie Williams and the rest, but sees those hostages taken as a valuable bargaining chip. And he anticipates Joel will come looking for revenge. Abby wants to go out and find him again, but Lee tells her she's done enough for now. While Lee plans his next move against the WLF, Abby questions Dina, hoping to get answers on possible whereabouts of the Jackson survivors. Abby admits she regrets the prisoners' awful housing, and offers them better food and shelter in return for their help. In response, Dina tells her to go to hell. She doesn't know anything, and wouldn't tell Abby if she did.
As she sets out to patrol the border, Owen and his partner Mel question what she'll do now that Joel is sure to come for them all.
In the wild, Abby hears more FEDRA personnel talking about the prisoners and what to do. Some wish to recruit them, or transfer them to heavily-monitored communities as to be assimilated into a restored civilization. Others, to Abby's disgust, would gladly kill all of their enemies. Especially the Seraphites. Owen tries to assuage Abby's worry. Though he himself has questioned Lee at times, he hopes they can find some semblance of a peaceful, "normal" world when the fighting in Washington is done. Abby hopes so too, believing he and Mel will make great parents.
Ellie In the wild, the Seraphites detain Ellie's group. The stealthy organization easily bypass FEDRA patrols, escorting the trio to a shelter for questioning. The local Seraphite authority, a woman named Emily, interrogates them. They insist they're only passing through to rescue hostages of FEDRA, and mean no trouble. Emily is skeptical, and Joel picks up quick that something has her on edge. Something more than just the usual skirmishes.
Ellie takes the initiative to offer them help. If the Seraphites get them to Seattle and rescue their friends, Ellie's group will help them decapitate FEDRA's leadership.
On the lengthy journey, Ellie obtains new equipment from the Seraphites as well as several lessons from Nicholas.
As night falls again, Ellie readies her repaired bow and notes that Joel hasn't slept in almost a day. She suggests he get some rest, promising to keep watch. While Ellie keeps watch, she has a conversation with Emily. The Seraphite remains closed off, with Ellie noting something in her similar to Joel. Sure enough, Emily says she has two children traveling with another group. She wants to reconnect as soon as possible, with the news of FEDRA mobilizing their final campaign in Washington. Emily says she objected to her children, a boy and a girl, going off without her. Even fought with them over it. Ellie doesn't say anything, but Emily's words strike a chord with her. A day later, the joint party arrive in WLF-controlled territory and come face to face with Isaac Dixon. Acting commander of the paramilitary, and chief opposition to Colonel Lee's occupation.
What he calls the "Black Zone". But things hit a snag when Emily receives a transmission on a portable radio. The voice of a frightened teenager comes in, and Emily panics. It's her son. Ellie, Joel and Jesse tense up when they hear another voice in the background of the call. Abby. CHAPTER 5 THE HORDES Abby After a lengthy period, Abby's team have pushed the nearest Seraphite hunting party into an entrenched position. They work together to trap the party, but in the final firefight Manny is shot dead and a grieving Abby is distracted long enough to suffer a knockout hit from a Seraphite. She wakes strung up, in the woods, at the mercy of the lead hunter Ferris.
Just as they're abusing it now, moving to forcibly "tame" the new world rather than try to adapt to it.
Still angered over Manny's death, Abby chases Ferris into his shelter and corners him. But to her surprise, not only is the young boy still with him but also a girl roughly two years older. Also present is an elderly man, a nurse, and several young children. The boy is on a radio, calling in to someone called "Emily". Keeping them all at gunpoint, Abby yells at the boy to put the radio down but is clearly not willing to shoot. Ferris, dying of his wounds, tries one last time to attack her before he's gunned down by a FEDRA soldier. The children are taken into custody, and the radio taken way. On the other end, Abby hears a woman frantically calling for the boy, Lev. But after Abby takes the radio, barking orders at the others, the other end falls silent... Until Joel picks it up. The older man threatens Abby, telling her anything she does to the children will be answered. A hateful Abby curses at him, saying he has no right to judge her. She tells Joel he'll pay for what he did to her father, Jerry, and what she started with Tommy she'll finish with him. Joel baits her not to wait, and instead come looking for him and Ellie. Taunting her with the hope she puts up a better fight than her father, a man who was strong enough to hurt children but folded when he faced a man. Abby angrily throws the radio away, doing her best to hide her angry tears at just hearing Joel's voice.
Upon their arrival, the prisoners are processed and Abby learns the boy is in fact transgender. Danny, a FEDRA sergeant, immediately begins mistreating him until Abby gets him to back off. Abby takes charge of the siblings and escorts them to a cell, before questioning them. Their names are established as Yara, the sister, and Lev, the brother. The sister, Yara, warns Abby that their mother will come for them. Abby falls back on her training and FEDRA's official policy, telling Yara her people picked this fight by not answering Lee's peaceful overtures. Lev finally speaks up, saying Lee's terms would see the Seraphites completely assimilated by the occupation and abandon the way of life that's kept them going for decades. He asks Abby what she thinks will become of them should Lee win, and they don't surrender.
Abby later dines alone, brewing in her continued frustration with recent events and grief for losing a good friend in Manny. Owen joins her, knowing her well enough to see how much she's still hurting. The two engage in an increasingly tense talk on what's happened lately. Their conversation reaches a head when Owen asks, point blank, if Abby really would have cared for the cause if Lee hadn't offered her a chance at revenge. More than that, Owen asks if Jerry would have wanted Abby to walk the path she has. Separating mothers from their children, torturing and killing men just for their brother's sins, etc. Abby shuts down, not wanting to hear anymore, and secludes herself.
Just angry, and hurt. And tired. But, as she continues to brood, Abby thinks about what Joel said about her father. That he was bent on murdering a child. She thinks back to the Fireflies' planned operation on Ellie, remembering there's a good deal she didn't know. A good deal she's never asked Lee. Ellie Back with the WLF, Isaac confers with his guests as to his plan against Colonel Lee. For weeks, the WLF has been stockpiling any weapons available as to commit to a strike against the heart of the FEDRA occupation. But, as Emily and Nicholas point out, even if they pool all available resources they're still outnumbered and outgunned. Isaac reveals his trump card. The Black Zone, the abandoned areas beneath Seattle, have become home to a nest of Infected numbering in the hundreds. And not just the typical variants, but mutated ones as well. Including an "alpha" variant called the Rat King.
Joel asks just how Isaac is willing to go if it means beating Lee. Finally, the Jackson party learn just the kind of man they're dealing with. The full scope of what they face.
The Jackson party warily agree.
Joel scolds her, telling Ellie he had it under control. Ellie fires back, but before they can get at each other's throats yet again Jesse chews them both out for getting so distracted. Jesse reminds them why they're really here, and that their friends won't ever see home again if Joel and Ellie can't spend more than a few minutes together without fighting.
Caught red-handed, Ellie hems and haws before confessing to Jesse that she's immune. Jesse is shocked, wondering how many others knew. Ellie tells him only Maria and Joel know, as did Tommy.
Ellie says Tommy encouraged her right until the end not to close herself off to others, even Joel. But it's been so hard. Jesse asks if there's anything he can do to help. Ellie says no, and her friend quietly leaves. Rummaging mindlessly through her things, Ellie takes a moment to think back and finally reminisce on the day she broke with Joel. **** A final flashback details the falling out, four years after the events of Part I*.*
And Joel, for once, has nothing to say. **** In the present, Ellie is still weeping alone. Still brewing in resentment and helpless anger. But then she looks down at her wrist, and the bracelet Dina gave her before the attack on Jackson. She clutches onto it tightly, and tries to tell herself it's not all gone. It can't be. Pushing past her tears, Ellie reaches deep into a larger pack she kept hidden from the rest of the party. She pulls out a guitar, the same guitar Joel gave to her as a gift. Taking her mind off the fear and worry of the mission for just a little while, Ellie starts to play. When she's done, a calmed Ellie senses she's being watched. She puts the guitar down and turns to face Joel, who's standing nearby. The old man looks more vulnerable than Ellie has ever seen him.
She and Joel take their horses to a secluded clearing, and the two set up camp. Joel sits down, waiting for Ellie to join him. And join him she does, knowing it's time they settled things at last. **** That does it for this section. As I said before, this ended up running pretty long, thus necessitating I split up the rewrite just once more. Hope you enjoyed it. And if you still haven't checked out the HBO series, I more than recommend it. This weekend, I'm finally going to return to a long-delayed post on a rework of of DC Comics television. This time, a rework of the age-old Batman/Superman tale. See you then! |
2023.03.21 08:02 Capital_Extension_36 How to get along with Aries
Hey Virgo here!
Don't downvote me, I'm just trying to understand and learn! I know not all Aries are the same, I'm just sharing my experience and asking so I can get better at communicating with them :)
I've struggled for years to get along with Aries people. In my experience at least, the Aries peeps I've met have taken advantage of my kindness, stirred up non-existent drama for no logical reason and seemed to enjoy hurting my feelings, never apologized, been really aggressive (sometimes out of the blue), and turned on me even though I was selfless and compassionate.
As a Virgo I'm quiet, analytical, stable, and logical, but also goofy, sarcastic, and friendly when you get to know me. It takes me a bit of time to warm up to people and I guess some who judge too quickly may view that as being aloof. But even when I try to open up, there's just something that doesn't mesh with me and Aries. Well, a lot of somethings. Either way, I don't try to be someone I'm not and I don't kiss-up, but I feel like I can't be myself around them. Like I'm walking on eggshells and hoping I don't step on a grenade by accident because they can be quite unpredictable in their emotions sometimes. One minute I'm the supportive friend they dump their gossip and emotions on without caring about how I feel or the time of day, and the next they're talking smack about me to others and bossing me around even if I didn't even do anything to warrant that. I could have literally been just quietly doing my job and all of a sudden I'm getting crapped on and told what to do even if they're not in the position to tell me. The toxicity really gets to me and I detest conflict. I'm a lover not a fighter!
So my question is: how do you go about getting along with an Aries coworker? I'm not looking to be best buddies - I just want to keep the peace and be treated with respect and kindness like I treat everyone around me. What can I do to make Aries like me enough to be a nice coworker towards me?
Also, you don't have to be a Virgo but if there are any Virgos out there with experience with Aries friends, coworkers, etc. please share your wisdom and advice :) Would be much appreciated.
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Don't downvote me, I'm just trying to understand and learn! I know not all Aries are the same, I'm just sharing my experience and asking so I can get better at communicating with them :)
I've struggled for years to get along with Aries people. In my experience at least, the Aries peeps I've met have taken advantage of my kindness, stirred up non-existent drama for no logical reason and seemed to enjoy hurting my feelings, never apologized, been really aggressive (sometimes out of the blue), and turned on me even though I was selfless and compassionate.
As a Virgo I'm quiet, analytical, stable, and logical, but also goofy, sarcastic, and friendly when you get to know me. It takes me a bit of time to warm up to people and I guess some who judge too quickly may view that as being aloof. But even when I try to open up, there's just something that doesn't mesh with me and Aries. Well, a lot of somethings. Either way, I don't try to be someone I'm not and I don't kiss-up, but I feel like I can't be myself around them. Like I'm walking on eggshells and hoping I don't step on a grenade by accident because they can be quite unpredictable in their emotions sometimes. One minute I'm the supportive friend they dump their gossip and emotions on without caring about how I feel or the time of day, and the next they're talking smack about me to others and bossing me around even if I didn't even do anything to warrant that. I could have literally been just quietly doing my job and all of a sudden I'm getting crapped on and told what to do even if they're not in the position to tell me. The toxicity really gets to me and I detest conflict. I'm a lover not a fighter!
So my question is: how do you go about getting along with an Aries coworker? I'm not looking to be best buddies - I just want to keep the peace and be treated with respect and kindness like I treat everyone around me. What can I do to make Aries like me enough to be a nice coworker towards me?
Also, you don't have to be a Virgo but if there are any Virgos out there with experience with Aries friends, coworkers, etc. please share your wisdom and advice :) Would be much appreciated.
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| Upgrade - Starfarer Gemini to Merchantman Upgrade | 220 |
| Upgrade - Constellation Aquila to Orion | 169 |
| CitizenCon 2951 Digital Goodies | 9 |
| Upgrade - 600i EXPLORER TO CARRACK EXPEDITION | 129 |
| Gemini LH86 Pistol - Voyager edition | 6 |
►4◄ GAME AND SHIP COMBO PACKAGES
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| Package | Insurance | MMO+SQ42 Included | Price, $ | Comments |
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| Package - Aurora LN | 3MI | Yes | 57 | Aurora LN (best aurora) Starter package |
| Mustang Alpha Starter | 3MI | Yes | 55 | - |
| Anniversary 2017 Mustang Discount Starter | 5YI | No | 54 | - |
| Nox 2 pack | LTI | No | 121 | Nox + Nox Kue |
| Aopoa Nox 5 Pack | LTI | No | 242 | 4 Nox + 1 Nox Kue |
| Race Team Pack | LTI | No | 168 | X1 + NOX + Dragonfly Black |
| Origin X1 THREE-PACK | LTI | No | 174 | X1 Baseline + Velocity + Force |
►5◄ LTI STANDALONE SHIPS
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CCU-d ships are upgraded from another ship. Also I have ships from original sale - they may come with different bonuses but are more expensive.
You can click on the price of original sale item to see it's contents.
| Ship manufacturer | Ship model | Insurance | Price (CCU-d), $ | Price (Original sale), $ |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Aopoa (Xi'an) | Khartu-Al | LTI | 184 | - |
| - | Nox | LTI | - | 77 |
| - | Nox Kue | LTI | - | 77 |
| - | San'Tok.Yai | LTI | 231 | - |
| Aegis Dynamics | Avenger Titan | LTI | 70 | 84 |
| - | Avenger Titan Renegade | LTI | 95 | 111 |
| - | Avenger Stalker | LTI | 84 | - |
| - | Avenger Warlock | LTI | 105 | - |
| - | Eclipse | LTI | 315 | 333 |
| - | Gladius | LTI | 116 | - |
| - | Gladius Valiant | LTI | 132 | 147 |
| - | Hammerhead | LTI | 672 | 777 |
| - | Hammerhead Best in Show Edition | LTI | 746 | - |
| - | Nautilus | LTI | 672 | - |
| - | Reclaimer | LTI | 347 | 550 |
| - | Reclaimer Best in Show Edition | LTI | 357 | - |
| - | Redeemer | LTI | 333 | - |
| - | Retaliator Bomber | LTI | 284 | - |
| - | Sabre | LTI | 184 | 221 |
| - | Sabre Comet | LTI | 195 | - |
| - | Vanguard Warden | LTI | 263 | 357 |
| - | Vanguard Harbinger | LTI | 289 | - |
| - | Vanguard Sentinel | LTI | 268 | - |
| - | Vanguard Hoplite | LTI | 231 | 268 |
| - | Vulcan | LTI | 216 | 242 |
| ARGO Astronautics | MPUV Cargo | LTI | 74 | 84 |
| - | MPUV Personnel | LTI | - | 89 |
| - | SRV | LTI | 165 | - |
| - | Mole | LTI | 321 | - |
| - | Combo Pack | LTI | - | 111 |
| Anvil Aerospace | Arrow | LTI | 95 | 137 |
| - | C8X Pisces Expedition | LTI | - | 74 |
| - | Carrack | LTI | 441 | - |
| - | Carrack W/C8X | LTI | 461 | - |
| - | Carrack Expedition | LTI | 468 | - |
| - | Carrack Expedition W/C8X | LTI | 489 | - |
| - | Crucible | LTI | 369 | 431 |
| - | F7C Hornet | LTI | 121 | - |
| - | F7C Hornet Wildfire | LTI | 189 | 210 |
| - | F7C-S Hornet Ghost | LTI | 140 | - |
| - | F7C-R Hornet Tracker | LTI | 155 | - |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet | LTI | 199 | 252 |
| - | F7C-M Hornet Heartseeker | LTI | 200 | - |
| - | Gladiator | LTI | 177 | 221 |
| - | Hawk | LTI | 116 | 132 |
| - | Hurricane | LTI | 210 | 231 |
| - | Terrapin | LTI | 231 | 263 |
| - | Valkyrie | LTI | 368 | - |
| Banu | Merchantman | LTI | 420 | - |
| - | Defender | LTI | 226 | 237 |
| Consolidated outland | Mustang Beta | LTI | 95 | - |
| - | Mustang Gamma | LTI | 74 | - |
| - | Mustang Delta | LTI | 84 | - |
| - | Pioneer | LTI | - | 1399 |
| Crusader Industries | Ares Inferno | LTI | 252 | - |
| - | Ares Ion | LTI | 252 | - |
| - | Genesis Starliner | LTI | 368 | 578 |
| - | C2 Hercules | LTI | 378 | - |
| - | M2 Hercules | LTI | 504 | - |
| - | A2 Hercules | LTI | 756 | - |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | LTI | 273 | - |
| Drake Interplanetary | Dragonfly Yellowjacket | LTI | - | 84 |
| - | Dragonfly Black | LTI | - | 84 |
| - | Dragonfly Ride Together Two-Pack | LTI | - | 126 |
| - | Buccaneer | LTI | 126 | 142 |
| - | Caterpillar | LTI | 336 | - |
| - | Caterpillar Best in Show Edition | LTI | 347 | - |
| - | Corsair | LTI | 263 | - |
| - | Cutlass Black | LTI | 116 | - |
| - | Cutlass Black Best in Show Edition | LTI | 126 | - |
| - | Cutlass Steel | LTI | 221 | - |
| - | Cutlass Red | LTI | 142 | - |
| - | Cutlass Blue | LTI | 168 | - |
| - | Herald | LTI | 111 | - |
| - | Vulture | LTI | 158 | - |
| Esperia | Vanduul Blade | LTI | 284 | 326 |
| - | Vanduul Glaive | LTI | 373 | - |
| - | Prowler | LTI | 420 | 510 |
| - | Talon | LTI | 132 | - |
| - | Talon Shrike | LTI | 132 | - |
| Gatac | Railen | LTI | 242 | - |
| Greycat Industrial | ROC | LTI | 77 | - |
| Kruger Intergalactic | P-72 Archimedes | LTI | - | 100 |
| MISC | Endeavor BASE | LTI | 378 | - |
| - | Endeavor DISCOVERY-CLASS | LTI | - | 683 |
| - | Endeavor Master Set 2018 | LTI | - | 1399 |
| - | Freelancer | LTI | 121 | - |
| - | Freelancer DUR | LTI | 147 | - |
| - | Freelancer MAX | LTI | 163 | - |
| - | Freelancer MIS | LTI | 184 | - |
| - | HULL A | LTI | 99 | - |
| - | HULL B | LTI | 147 | 158 |
| - | HULL C | LTI | 357 | - |
| - | HULL D | LTI | 462 | - |
| - | Odyssey | LTI | 609 | - |
| - | Razor | LTI | 163 | 179 |
| - | Razor LX | LTI | 168 | - |
| - | Razor EX | LTI | 174 | - |
| - | Prospector | LTI | 163 | 179 |
| - | Reliant Kore (Mini Hauler) | LTI | 84 | 105 |
| - | Reliant Tana (Skirmisher) | LTI | 95 | - |
| - | Reliant Mako (News Van) | LTI | 121 | - |
| - | Reliant Sen (Researcher) | LTI | 105 | - |
| - | Starfarer | LTI | 315 | 399 |
| - | Starfarer Gemini | LTI | 347 | 452 |
| Origin Jumpworks | X1 Baseline | LTI | - | 69 |
| - | X1 Velocity | LTI | - | 74 |
| - | X1 Force | LTI | - | 79 |
| - | M50 | LTI | 121 | 147 |
| - | 85X | LTI | - | 79 |
| - | 100I | LTI | 74 | 95 |
| - | 125A | LTI | 79 | - |
| - | 135C | LTI | 84 | - |
| - | 300I | LTI | 77 | - |
| - | 315P | LTI | 77 | - |
| - | 325A | LTI | 93 | - |
| - | 350R | LTI | 137 | - |
| - | 400i | LTI | 265 | - |
| - | 600i Touring | LTI | 420 | 525 |
| - | 600i Exploration | LTI | 441 | 580 |
| RSI | Aurora CL | LTI | 74 | - |
| - | Apollo Triage | LTI | 268 | - |
| - | Apollo Medivac | LTI | 294 | - |
| - | Mantis | LTI | 168 | - |
| - | Perseus | LTI | 583 | - |
| - | Polaris | LTI | 777 | 999 |
| - | Constellation Taurus | LTI | 179 | - |
| - | Constellation Andromeda | LTI | 252 | 315 |
| - | Constellation Aquila | LTI | 321 | - |
| - | Orion | LTI | 489 | - |
►7◄ PLANETARY VEHICLES & COMBO PACKAGES
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| Vehicle | Insurance | Price (CCU-d), $ | Price (Concept), $ | Comments |
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| Anvil Ballista | LTI | 153 | - | |
| Consolodated Outland HoverQuad | LTI | - | 80 | - |
| Greycat PTV | 6YI | 27 | - | |
| Greycat PTV | 10YI | 37 | - | |
| Origin G12 | LTI | 74 | - | - |
| Origin G12R | LTI | 79 | 84 | - |
| Origin G12A | LTI | 84 | 89 | - |
| Tumbril Cyclone | LTI | 74 | Base version | |
| Tumbril Cyclone-TR | LTI | 79 | With ground turret | |
| Tumbril Cyclone-RC | LTI | 79 | Speedster | |
| Tumbril Cyclone-AA | LTI | 95 | Anti-air + countermeasures | |
| Tumbril Cyclone-RN | LTI | 79 | Scout & Scan | |
| Tumbril Ranger RC | LTI | 95 | Racer | |
| Tumbril Ranger CV | LTI | 100 | 116 | Offroad |
| Tumbril Ranger TR | LTI | 100 | With Gun | |
| Tumbril Nova | LTI | 126 | 132 | Tank |
| RSI URSA Rover | 5YI | 63 | - | |
| RSI URSA Rover Fortuna | LTI | 74 | Limited green skin edition |
►8.1◄ MODULES, PODS, BATTLEFIELD UPGRADE KITS (BUKS), OTHER ITEMS
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| Module | Insurance | Price, $ |
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| MISC Endeavor Modules (Pods) | - | - |
| FUEL POD | LTI | 137 |
| BIODOME POD | LTI | 242 |
| TELESCOPE ARRAY POD | LTI | 242 |
| Aegis Vanguard battlefield upgrade kits | ||
| Sentinel battlefield upgrade kit | LTI | 130 |
| Harbinger battlefield upgrade kit | LTI | 140 |
| Retaliator modules | ||
| Retaliator cargo rear module | LTI | 99 |
| Retaliator rear torpedo bay | 24MI | 120 |
| Retaliator front torpedo bay | 24MI | 120 |
| Other stuff | ||
| Add-ons - Aegis Idris P after market kit | - | 294 |
►8.2 ◄ FPS WEAPONS, ARMOR, CLOTHES AND OTHER GEAR
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| Module | Insurance | Price, $ |
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| Overlord "Dust Storm" Armor Set | - | 11 |
| Overlord "Riptide" Armor Set | - | 11 |
| Overlord Helmets "Silent Strike" Pack | - | 8 |
| Overlord Helmets "Forces of Nature" Pack | - | 8 |
| Parasite Replica Helmet (Original) | - | 11 |
| Parasite Replica Helmet (Dark Birth) | - | 11 |
| Stegman's Cordimon "Voyager" Complete Outfit | - | 11 |
| Stegman's IndVest “Pathfinder” Complete Outfit | - | 11 |
| RSI MacFlex Rust Society full armor set (5 items) | - | 21 |
| RSI Venture Rust Society full armor set (5 items) | - | 32 |
| Mr. Refinement’s Cabinet of Rare & Exquisite Spirits | - | 11 |
| Life in the 'Verse Shirts Pack #1 | - | 5 |
| Life in the 'Verse Shirts Pack #2 | - | 5 |
| "Caudillo" Helmets Pack #1 by CC's Conversions | - | 8 |
| "Caudillo" Helmets Pack #2 by CC's Conversions | - | 8 |
| "Caudillo" Helmets Pack #3 by CC's Conversions | - | 8 |
| QuikFlarePro Pack | - | 5 |
| QuikFlarePro Pack Deluxe | - | 6 |
| Polar Vortex Collection | - | 7 |
| Cold Front Collection | - | 7 |
| UltiFlex FSK-8 "Mirage" Combat Knife | - | 5 |
| UltiFlex FSK-8 "Ghost" Combat Knife | - | 5 |
| Urban Collection by Element Authority | - | 11 |
| Adventurer Collection by Element Authority | - | 11 |
| Manaslu Rust Society Jacket | - | 8 |
| RSI Horizon Rust Society Helmet | - | 8 |
| RSI Beacon Rust Society Undersuit | - | 6 |
| Paladin helmet | - | 10 |
►9◄ CROSS-CHASSIS UPGRADES (CCUS), SHIPS
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IAE-insurance upgrades (adds IAE insurance (10 years) to your ship)
| Upgrade | Price, $ |
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| Prospector to F7C-M Super Hornet | 50 |
| Vanguard Warden to Caterpillar | 60 |
| Target ship manufacturer | Target ship | Upgrade from | Price, $ |
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| Aegis Dynamics | Avenger Titan Renegade | 325A | 18 |
| - | Avenger Warlock | 325A | 29 |
| - | Avenger Warlock | Arrow | 26 |
| - | Eclipse | Constellation Andromeda | 78 |
| - | Eclipse | Vanguard Sentinel | 37 |
| - | Eclipse | Vanguard Warden | 53 |
| - | Eclipse | Blade | 37 |
| - | Gladius Valiant | Cutlass Black | 22 |
| - | Gladius Valiant | M50 | 23 |
| - | Hammerhead | Constellation Aquila | 483 |
| - | Hammerhead | 600i Touring | 357 |
| - | Hammerhead | 600i Explorer | 315 |
| - | Hammerhead | Merchantman | 236 |
| - | Hammerhead | Hull D | 341 |
| - | Hammerhead | Crucible | 446 |
| - | Hammerhead | Carrack | 278 |
| - | Hammerhead | Reclaimer | 383 |
| - | Hammerhead | Prowler | 351 |
| - | Hammerhead | Orion | 210 |
| - | Hammerhead | Glaive | 446 |
| - | Hammerhead | A2 Hercules | 52 |
| - | Reclaimer | Constellation Aquila | 115 |
| - | Reclaimer | Starfarer Gemini | 84 |
| - | Reclaimer | Endeavor | 73 |
| - | Reclaimer | Crucible | 73 |
| - | Redeemer | Constellation Andromeda | 78 |
| - | Redeemer | Vanguard Hoplite | 84 |
| - | Redeemer | Mole | 26 |
| - | Retaliator Bomber | Constellation Andromeda | 57 |
| - | Retaliator Base | F7C-R Hornet Tracker | 25 |
| - | Sabre | Prospector | 31 |
| - | Sabre | Gladiator | 16 |
| - | Sabre Comet | Sabre | 31 |
| - | Sabre Comet | Freelancer MIS | 26 |
| - | Sabre Comet | Khartu-Al | 31 |
| - | Sabre Comet | F7C Hornet Wildfire | 23 |
| - | Sabre Comet | Gladiator | 35 |
| - | Sabre Comet | F7C-M Super Hornet | 20 |
| - | Vanguard Harbinger | Constellation Andromeda | 68 |
| - | Vanguard Harbinger | Retaliator Bomber | 31 |
| - | Vanguard Harbinger | Vanguard Sentinel | 26 |
| - | Vanguard Harbinger | Vanguard Hoplite | 73 |
| - | Vanguard Harbinger | Vanguard Warden | 42 |
| - | Vanguard Hoplite | Constellation Taurus | 59 |
| - | Vanguard Hoplite | San'Tok.Yai | 28 |
| - | Vanguard Hoplite | Defender | 28 |
| - | Vanguard Hoplite | Corsair | 33 |
| - | Vanguard Hoplite | F7C-M Super Hornet Heartseeker | 54 |
| - | Vanguard Hoplite | Hurricane | 54 |
| - | Vanguard Hoplite | Terrapin | 28 |
| - | Vanguard Sentinel | Constellation Andromeda | 52 |
| - | Vanguard Sentinel | Vanguard Warden | 31 |
| - | Vanguard Warden | Constellation Andromeda | 31 |
| - | Vanguard Warden | Vanguard Hoplite | 40 |
| - | Vulcan | Constellation Taurus | 25 |
| - | Vulcan | Prospector | 61 |
| Anvil Aerospace | Carrack | Constellation Aquila | 273 |
| - | Carrack | Mole | 320 |
| - | Carrack | M2 Hercules | 99 |
| - | Carrack | 600i Explorer | 147 |
| - | Carrack | 600i Touring | 189 |
| - | Carrack | Orion | 42 |
| - | Carrack | Prowler | 183 |
| - | Carrack | Reclaimer | 225 |
| - | Carrack | Genesis Starliner | 225 |
| - | Carrack | Valkyrie | 215 |
| - | Carrack | C2 Hercules | 189 |
| - | Carrack | Hull D | 178 |
| - | Carrack | Endeavor | 283 |
| - | Carrack | Crucible | 283 |
| - | Carrack | Starfarer Gemini | 294 |
| - | Carrack W/C8X | Carrack | 48 |
| - | Carrack Expedition | Carrack | 52 |
| - | Carrack Expedition W/C8X | Carrack | 73 |
| - | Crucible | Starfarer Gemini | 26 |
| - | Crucible | Constellation Aquila | 99 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet | Prospector | 37 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet | Khartu-AL | 22 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet | F7C Hornet Wildfire | 16 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet | Gladiator | 27 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet | Freelancer MIS | 16 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet | Sabre | 22 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet | Razor EX | 37 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet Heartseeker | Constellation Taurus | 21 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet Heartseeker | Freelancer MAX | 63 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet Heartseeker | Prospector | 57 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet Heartseeker | Razor EX | 57 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet Heartseeker | Gladiator | 47 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet Heartseeker | Khartu-AL | 42 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet Heartseeker | Sabre | 42 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet Heartseeker | Sabre Comet | 26 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet Heartseeker | F7C Hornet Wildfire | 36 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet Heartseeker | Freelancer MIS | 36 |
| - | F7C Hornet Wildfire | Prospector | 31 |
| - | F7C Hornet Wildfire | Khartu-Al | 16 |
| - | F7C Hornet Wildfire | Gladiator | 22 |
| - | F7C Hornet Wildfire | Sabre | 16 |
| - | Gladiator | Prospector | 21 |
| - | Hawk | Gladius | 21 |
| - | Hurricane | Constellation Taurus | 16 |
| - | Hurricane | Prospector | 53 |
| - | Hurricane | Gladiator | 43 |
| - | Hurricane | F7C Hornet Wildfire | 32 |
| - | Hurricane | F7C-M Super Hornet | 27 |
| - | Hurricane | Freelancer MIS | 32 |
| - | Hurricane | Sabre | 37 |
| - | Hurricane | Sabre Comet | 22 |
| - | Hurricane | Khartu-Al | 37 |
| - | Terrapin | Prospector | 84 |
| - | Terrapin | Constellation Taurus | 44 |
| - | Terrapin | Freelancer MAX | 86 |
| - | Terrapin | F7C-M Super Hornet | 57 |
| - | Terrapin | Freelancer MIS | 63 |
| - | Terrapin | Vulcan | 36 |
| - | Terrapin | Gladiator | 73 |
| - | Terrapin | Khartu-Al | 65 |
| - | Terrapin | Sabre | 65 |
| - | Valkyrie | Constellation Aquila | 84 |
| - | Valkyrie | Endeavor | 42 |
| - | Valkyrie | Starfarer Gemini | 52 |
| - | Valkyrie | Crucible | 42 |
| - | Valkyrie | Glaive | 42 |
| Aopoa (Xi'an) | Khartu-Al | Prospector | 29 |
| - | Khartu-Al | Freelancer MAX | 31 |
| - | Nox | Aurora LN | 27 |
| - | Nox | Dragonfly Black | 15 |
| - | Nox | Dragonfly Yellowjacket | 15 |
| - | Nox | MPUV Cargo | 27 |
| - | Nox Kue | Aurora LN | 23 |
| - | Nox Kue | Dragonfly Black | 15 |
| - | Nox Kue | Dragonfly Yellowjacket | 15 |
| - | Nox Kue | Mustang Beta | 15 |
| - | Nox Kue | MPUV Personnel | 15 |
| - | Nox Kue | X1 Baseline | 15 |
| - | Nox Kue | MPUV Cargo | 22 |
| - | San'Tok.Yai | Constellation Taurus | 46 |
| - | San'Tok.Yai | Hurricane | 40 |
| - | San'Tok.Yai | Vulcan | 35 |
| ARGO Astronautics | MPUV Personnel | Aurora LN | 15 |
| - | MPUV Cargo | Mustang Alpha | 15 |
| - | SRV | F7C-R Hornet Tracker | 21 |
| - | SRV | Vulture | 21 |
| - | SRV | Razor | 15 |
| Banu | Merchantman | Mole | 239 |
| - | Merchantman | Starfarer Gemini | 219 |
| - | Merchantman | Prowler | 326 |
| - | Merchantman | 600i Touring | 331 |
| - | Merchantman | 600i Explorer | 289 |
| - | Merchantman | Genesis Starliner | 368 |
| - | Defender | Constellation Taurus | 42 |
| - | Defender | Retaliator Base | 84 |
| - | Defender | Cutlass Blue | 57 |
| - | Defender | Freelancer MIS | 65 |
| - | Defender | Gladiator | 70 |
| - | Defender | Khartu-Al | 65 |
| - | Defender | Sabre | 65 |
| - | Defender | F7C Hornet Wildfire | 59 |
| - | Defender | F7C-M Super Hornet | 55 |
| Consolidated outland | Mustang Delta | Mustang Gamma | 22 |
| - | Mustang Delta | Avenger Stalker | 15 |
| Crusader Industries | Genesis Starliner | Constellation Aquila | 120 |
| - | Genesis Starliner | Endeavor | 73 |
| - | Ares Inferno | Constellation Andromeda | 26 |
| - | Ares Ion | Constellation Andromeda | 26 |
| - | A2 Hercules | 600i Touring | 341 |
| - | A2 Hercules | 600i Explorer | 299 |
| - | A2 Hercules | Carrack | 273 |
| - | A2 Hercules | Constellation Aquila | 472 |
| - | A2 Hercules | Crucible | 430 |
| - | A2 Hercules | Endeavor | 430 |
| - | A2 Hercules | Hull D | 325 |
| - | A2 Hercules | Merchantman | 220 |
| - | A2 Hercules | Orion | 194 |
| - | A2 Hercules | Prowler | 336 |
| - | A2 Hercules | Reclaimer | 378 |
| - | A2 Hercules | Starfarer Gemini | 451 |
| - | C2 Hercules | Constellation Aquila | 115 |
| - | C2 Hercules | Valkyrie | 47 |
| - | C2 Hercules | Crucible | 73 |
| - | C2 Hercules | Endeavor | 73 |
| - | C2 Hercules | Glaive | 73 |
| - | C2 Hercules | Starfarer Gemini | 84 |
| - | M2 Hercules | Constellation Aquila | 241 |
| - | M2 Hercules | 600i Touring | 110 |
| - | M2 Hercules | 600i Explorer | 68 |
| - | M2 Hercules | C2 Hercules | 147 |
| - | M2 Hercules | Crucible | 199 |
| - | M2 Hercules | Endeavor | 199 |
| - | M2 Hercules | Genesis Starliner | 147 |
| - | M2 Hercules | Hull D | 94 |
| - | M2 Hercules | Prowler | 105 |
| - | M2 Hercules | Reclaimer | 147 |
| - | M2 Hercules | Starfarer Gemini | 210 |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | Prospector | 120 |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | San'tok.yai | 52 |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | Defender | 52 |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | F7C Hornet Wildfire | 99 |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | F7C-M Super Hornet | 94 |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | Freelancer MIS | 99 |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | Hurricane | 78 |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | Khartu-Al | 105 |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | Razor EX | 120 |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | Sabre Comet | 89 |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | Sabre | 105 |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | Terrapin | 52 |
| - | Mercury Star Runner | Vulcan | 73 |
| Drake Interplanetary | Buccaneer | Cutlass Black | 21 |
| - | Caterpillar | Constellation Andromeda | 116 |
| - | Caterpillar | Constellation Aquila | 36 |
| - | Caterpillar | Retaliator Bomber | 78 |
| - | Caterpillar | Redeemer | 26 |
| - | Corsair | Prospector | 78 |
| - | Corsair | Constellation Taurus | 42 |
| - | Corsair | Freelancer MAX | 84 |
| - | Corsair | Freelancer MIS | 57 |
| - | Corsair | Sabre | 63 |
| - | Corsair | Sabre Comet | 47 |
| - | Corsair | Gladiator | 68 |
| - | Corsair | F7C-M Super Hornet | 52 |
| - | Corsair | F7C-M Super Hornet Heartseeker | 36 |
| - | Corsair | F7C Hornet Wildfire | 57 |
| - | Corsair | Vulcan | 31 |
| - | Corsair | Hurricane | 36 |
| - | Corsair | Razor EX | 78 |
| - | Corsair | Khartu-Al | 63 |
| - | Cutlass Black BIS | Gladius | 42 |
| - | Cutlass Blue | F7C-R Hornet Tracker | 47 |
| - | Cutlass Blue | Razor | 36 |
| - | Cutlass Blue | Prospector | 31 |
| - | Dragonfly Black | Aurora LN | 15 |
| - | Dragonfly Black | MPUV Cargo | 15 |
| - | Herald | 325A | 26 |
| - | Herald | Avenger Titan Renegade | 21 |
| - | Vulture | Freelancer DUR | 15 |
| Esperia | Blade | Constellation Andromeda | 52 |
| - | Glaive | Constellation Aquila | 99 |
| - | Glaive | Starfarer Gemini | 63 |
| - | Talon | Gladius | 36 |
| - | Talon | Reliant Mako (News Van) | 31 |
| - | Talon Shrike | Gladius | 36 |
| - | Talon Shrike | Reliant Mako (News Van) | 31 |
| - | Prowler | Constellation Aquila | 162 |
| - | Prowler | Reclaimer | 68 |
| - | Prowler | Genesis Starliner | 68 |
| - | Prowler | Endeavor | 120 |
| - | Prowler | Crucible | 120 |
| - | Prowler | 600i Touring | 42 |
| MISC | Freelancer MIS | Prospector | 32 |
| - | Freelancer MIS | Freelancer MAX | 37 |
| - | Freelancer MIS | Gladiator | 22 |
| - | Freelancer MIS | Sabre | 16 |
| - | Freelancer MIS | Razor EX | 32 |
| - | Endeavor | Constellation Aquila | 84 |
| - | Endeavor | Starfarer Gemini | 52 |
| - | Hull A | 300I | 36 |
| - | Hull A | Mustang Gamma | 36 |
| - | Hull B | 325A | 94 |
| - | Hull C | Constellation Andromeda | 136 |
| - | Hull D | Constellation Aquila | 178 |
| - | Hull D | Starfarer Gemini | 157 |
| - | Razor | F7C-R Hornet Tracker | 15 |
| - | Razor LX | F7C-R Hornet Tracker | 21 |
| - | Razor LX | Razor | 15 |
| - | Razor EX | Freelancer MAX | 15 |
| - | Razor EX | SRV | 15 |
| - | Razor EX | Retaliator Base | 15 |
| - | Razor EX | Razor LX | 15 |
| - | Reliant Tana (Skirmisher) | 325a | 15 |
| - | Reliant Sen (Researcher) | Arrow | 21 |
| - | Reliant Mako (News Van) | Gladius | 15 |
| - | Starfarer | Constellation Andromeda | 76 |
| - | Starfarer | Vanguard Warden | 55 |
| - | Starfarer | Vanguard Harbinger | 24 |
| - | Starfarer | Vanguard Sentinel | 39 |
| - | Starfarer | Vanguard Hoplite | 81 |
| - | Starfarer | Blade | 39 |
| - | Starfarer | Retaliator Bomber | 39 |
| - | Starfarer | Apollo Medivac | 39 |
| - | Starfarer Gemini | Constellation Aquila | 63 |
| - | Starfarer Gemini | Mole | 47 |
| Origin Jumpworks | 350r | Freelancer | 28 |
| - | 350r | F7C Hornet | 28 |
| - | M50 | Gladius | 22 |
| - | 85X | Aurora CL | 15 |
| - | 100i | Dragonfly Black | 18 |
| - | 100i | Dragonfly Yellowjacket | 18 |
| - | 100i | MPUV Personnel | 22 |
| - | 100i | Mustang Beta | 22 |
| - | 100i | X1 Baseline | 22 |
| - | 125a | 100i | 22 |
| - | 125a | 85X | 19 |
| - | 125a | Avenger Titan | 14 |
| - | 125a | Ursa Rover | 19 |
| - | 125a | X1 Force | 19 |
| - | 135C | 100i | 27 |
| - | 135C | 125a | 15 |
| - | 135C | 300i | 19 |
| - | 135C | Cyclone | 19 |
| - | 135C | Mustang Gamma | 19 |
| - | X1 Baseline | Mustang Alpha | 21 |
| - | X1 Baseline | Aurora LN | 15 |
| - | X1 Baseline | MPUV Cargo | 15 |
| - | X1 Velocity | Mustang Beta | 15 |
| - | X1 Velocity | MPUV Personnel | 15 |
| - | X1 Velocity | X1 Baseline | 15 |
| - | X1 Force | Aurora CL | 15 |
| - | X1 Force | X1 Velocity | 15 |
| - | X1 Force | Nox | 15 |
| - | 600i Touring | Constellation Aquila | 152 |
| - | 600i Touring | Constellation Phoenix | 110 |
| - | 600i Touring | Reclaimer | 57 |
| - | 600i Touring | Starfarer Gemini | 120 |
| - | 600i Touring | Endeavor | 110 |
| - | 600i Touring | Crucible | 110 |
| - | 600i Touring | Eclipse | 162 |
| - | 600i Touring | Genesis Starliner | 57 |
| - | 600i Touring | C2 Hercules | 57 |
| - | 600i Explorer | 600i Touring | 63 |
| - | 600i Explorer | Constellation Aquila | 194 |
| - | 600i Explorer | Prowler | 57 |
| - | 600i Explorer | Genesis Starliner | 99 |
| - | 600i Explorer | Starfarer Gemini | 162 |
| - | 600i Explorer | Endeavor | 152 |
| - | 600i Explorer | Reclaimer | 99 |
| - | 600i Explorer | Crucible | 152 |
| - | 600i Explorer | Hull D | 47 |
| - | 600i Explorer | C2 Hercules | 99 |
| RSI | Apollo Triage | Constellation Andromeda | 23 |
| - | Apollo Triage | San'tok.yai | 44 |
| - | Apollo Medivac | Constellation Andromeda | 49 |
| - | Apollo Medivac | Vanguard Warden | 26 |
| - | Apollo Medivac | Apollo Triage | 36 |
| - | Apollo Medivac | Vanguard Hoplite | 52 |
| - | Constellation Taurus | F7C-R Hornet Tracker | 47 |
| - | Constellation Taurus | Razor | 42 |
| - | Mantis | F7C-R Hornet Tracker | 21 |
| - | Mantis | Vulture | 21 |
| - | Mantis | Razor | 15 |
| - | Mantis | Ballista | 21 |
| - | Perseus | Mole | 409 |
| - | Perseus | Carrack | 110 |
| - | Perseus | Carrack W/C8X | 89 |
| - | Perseus | Carrack Expedition | 84 |
| - | Perseus | Carrack Expedition W/C8X | 63 |
| - | Perseus | Merchantman | 162 |
| - | Perseus | Orion | 136 |
| - | Perseus | 600i Explorer | 241 |
| - | Perseus | M2 Hercules | 194 |
| - | Perseus | Hull D | 267 |
| - | Polaris | Constellation Aquila | 535 |
| - | Polaris | Perseus | 183 |
| - | Polaris | A2 Hercules | 175 |
| - | Polaris | M2 Hercules | 357 |
| - | Polaris | Nautilus Solstice Edition | 149 |
| - | Polaris | Hammerhead | 149 |
| - | Polaris | Carrack | 367 |
| - | Polaris | Crucible | 499 |
| - | Polaris | Merchantman | 315 |
| - | Polaris | Orion | 257 |
| - | Orion | Constellation Aquila | 246 |
| - | Orion | Merchantman | 57 |
| - | Orion | Starfarer | 246 |
| - | Orion | 600i Touring | 194 |
| - | Orion | Reclaimer | 215 |
| - | Orion | Genesis Starliner | 215 |
| - | Orion | Prowler | 173 |
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CCUs from more to less expensive ships
| Target ship manufacturer | Target ship | Upgrade from | Price, $ |
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| Aegis Dynamics | Eclipse | Redeemer | 64 |
| - | Eclipse | Caterpillar | 17 |
| - | Vanguard Harbinger | Constellation Aquila | 17 |
| - | Vanguard Hoplite | Constellation Andromeda | 30 |
| - | Reclaimer | Hull D | 94 |
| - | Reclaimer | Merchantman | 78 |
| - | Vulcan | Defender | 26 |
| - | Vulcan | Terrapin | 15 |
| - | Sabre | Constellation Taurus | 32 |
| - | Sabre | Freelancer MIS | 16 |
| - | Sabre Comet | Constellation Taurus | 52 |
| - | Retaliator Bomber | Redeemer | 36 |
| - | Vanguard Harbinger | Redeemer | 57 |
| - | Vanguard Sentinel | Redeemer | 42 |
| - | Vanguard Warden | Redeemer | 26 |
| - | Vanguard Warden | Hull C | 26 |
| Anvil Aerospace | F7C-M Super Hornet | Constellation Taurus | 47 |
| - | F7C Hornet Wildfire | Constellation Taurus | 37 |
| - | Gladiator | Constellation Taurus | 26 |
| - | F7C-M Super Hornet Heartseeker | Defender | 21 |
| - | Hurricane | Defender | 21 |
| - | Gladiator | Constellation Taurus | 26 |
| - | Gladiator | Cutlass Blue | 28 |
| - | Valkyrie | Hull D | 42 |
| - | Valkyrie | Merchantman | 47 |
| - | Valkyrie | C2 Hercules | 31 |
| Aopoa (Xi'an) | Khartu-Al | Constellation Taurus | 31 |
| Consolidated outland | Mustang Delta | Hull A | 15 |
| Crusader Industries | Genesis Starliner | Hull D | 73 |
| - | Genesis Starliner | Merchantman | 73 |
| - | C2 Hercules | Hull D | 31 |
| - | C2 Hercules | Merchantman | 42 |
| - | M2 Hercules | Orion | 52 |
| Drake Interplanetary | Corsair | Defender | 42 |
| Esperia | Prowler | Merchantman | 120 |
| - | Prowler | Hull D | 105 |
| MISC | Freelancer MIS | Constellation Taurus | 37 |
| - | Freelancer MIS | Cutlass Blue | 37 |
| - | Razor | Freelancer MAX | 15 |
| - | Razor EX | Constellation Taurus | 15 |
| - | Razor EX | Cutlass Blue | 15 |
| - | Starfarer | Constellation Aquila | 37 |
| - | Starfarer | Caterpillar | 18 |
| Origin Jumpworks | 350r | Cutlass Red | 15 |
| - | 600i Touring | Hull D | 110 |
| - | 600i Touring | Prowler | 110 |
| - | 600i Explorer | Merchantman | 152 |
| - | 600i Explorer | Carrack | 99 |
| RSI | Apollo Triage | Mercury Star Runner | 42 |
| - | Orion | Carrack | 120 |
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2023.03.21 07:31 Capital_Extension_36 How to get along with Aries
Hey Virgo here!
Don't downvote me, I'm just trying to understand and learn! I know not all Aries are the same, I'm just sharing my experience and asking so I can get better at communicating with them :)
I've struggled for years to get along with Aries people. In my experience at least, the Aries peeps I've met have taken advantage of my kindness, stirred up non-existent drama for no logical reason and seemed to enjoy hurting my feelings, never apologized, been really aggressive (sometimes out of the blue), and turned on me even though I was selfless and compassionate.
As a Virgo I'm quiet, analytical, stable, and logical, but also goofy, sarcastic, and friendly when you get to know me. It takes me a bit of time to warm up to people and I guess some who judge too quickly may view that as being aloof. But even when I try to open up, there's just something that doesn't mesh with me and Aries. Well, a lot of somethings. Either way, I don't try to be someone I'm not and I don't kiss-up, but I feel like I can't be myself around them. Like I'm walking on eggshells and hoping I don't step on a grenade by accident because they can be quite unpredictable in their emotions sometimes. One minute I'm the supportive friend they dump their gossip and emotions on without caring about how I feel or the time of day, and the next they're talking smack about me to others and bossing me around even if I didn't even do anything to warrant that. I could have literally been just quietly doing my job and all of a sudden I'm getting crapped on and told what to do even if they're not in the position to tell me. The toxicity really gets to me and I detest conflict. I'm a lover not a fighter!
So my question is: how do you go about getting along with an Aries coworker? I'm not looking to be best buddies - I just want to keep the peace and be treated with respect and kindness like I treat everyone around me. What can I do to make Aries like me enough to be a nice coworker towards me?
Also, you don't have to be a Virgo but if there are any Virgos out there with experience with Aries friends, coworkers, etc. please share your wisdom and advice :) Would be much appreciated.
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Don't downvote me, I'm just trying to understand and learn! I know not all Aries are the same, I'm just sharing my experience and asking so I can get better at communicating with them :)
I've struggled for years to get along with Aries people. In my experience at least, the Aries peeps I've met have taken advantage of my kindness, stirred up non-existent drama for no logical reason and seemed to enjoy hurting my feelings, never apologized, been really aggressive (sometimes out of the blue), and turned on me even though I was selfless and compassionate.
As a Virgo I'm quiet, analytical, stable, and logical, but also goofy, sarcastic, and friendly when you get to know me. It takes me a bit of time to warm up to people and I guess some who judge too quickly may view that as being aloof. But even when I try to open up, there's just something that doesn't mesh with me and Aries. Well, a lot of somethings. Either way, I don't try to be someone I'm not and I don't kiss-up, but I feel like I can't be myself around them. Like I'm walking on eggshells and hoping I don't step on a grenade by accident because they can be quite unpredictable in their emotions sometimes. One minute I'm the supportive friend they dump their gossip and emotions on without caring about how I feel or the time of day, and the next they're talking smack about me to others and bossing me around even if I didn't even do anything to warrant that. I could have literally been just quietly doing my job and all of a sudden I'm getting crapped on and told what to do even if they're not in the position to tell me. The toxicity really gets to me and I detest conflict. I'm a lover not a fighter!
So my question is: how do you go about getting along with an Aries coworker? I'm not looking to be best buddies - I just want to keep the peace and be treated with respect and kindness like I treat everyone around me. What can I do to make Aries like me enough to be a nice coworker towards me?
Also, you don't have to be a Virgo but if there are any Virgos out there with experience with Aries friends, coworkers, etc. please share your wisdom and advice :) Would be much appreciated.
2023.03.21 07:24 Electronic_Clerk3662 [AA] Until We Meet Again
WARNING
(There will be some depiction of violence/murder)
Before we begin I would like to thank my friend/editostory writer ~ u/Apple-pi-1016 ~ for the amazing help in the creation of this short story this wouldn't have been completed without them.
Now I hope you enjoy dear reddit readers.
London's past story (3rd Person POV)
~September 8, 1980, ~
BEEP BEEP BEEP
The sound of an alarm rang through London’s ears at the early hours of the morning. London slammed her alarm clock shut and groaning. She sat up on her bed and rubbed her blue eyes since the sunlight was coming through her window. “London! Are you awake?” London’s mother asked from outside of her room.
“Yeah…,” London answered lowly, her voice hoarse because she just woke up. “Alright, get ready and come down for breakfast. Deidamia will be over in a few,” her mother said and then walked back downstairs to the kitchen. London’s eye was now fully open and she looked at the clock, which hung above her head, and read 7:10 A.M. London got out of her bed and did her usual morning routine, which consisted of brushing her teeth, washing her face, putting on her clothes, and going downstairs to eat the breakfast her mother prepares for her.
“Thanks, mother,” London said as she sat down at the dining room table, where her mother placed a plate of eggs, bacon, toast, and a glass of orange juice.
“No problem, honey. Today’s on the warmer side so I suggest taking advantage of it since warm weather rarely comes in September,” her mother said, patting her daughter’s beeline-honey hair that she inherited from her.
“Mm, I can already assume Deidamia would want to play today-,” London said after taking a sip of orange juice but was cut off when the doorbell rang.
“Cecile, can you check to see who is it?” London’s mother asked Cecile, the house’s maid, kindly.
“Yes, Ma’am,” Cecile answered with her soft voice. Cecile’s average-sized figure walked over to the door and looked through the peephole and saw the usual 2b type, ginger-haired and hazel-green-eyed girl known as London’s close friend, Deidamia. “It’s Deidamia, Ma’am,” Cecile said.
“Let her on in,” London’s mother said and Cecile opened the door for Deidamia, the girl running inside and engulfing London into a big hug. “Whoa-, what got you so excited?” London asked, looking at Deidamia with a smile. “Nothing, good weather puts me in a good mood. Hey! We should go play later on!” Deidamia yelled excitedly.
“Okay, okay. No need to yell, we can go play after school,” London chuckled and Deidamia let go of her.
“Okay then, let’s go~,” Deidamia said, dragging London out of the chair and to the front door, letting London grab her backpack. “See you, Mrs. Winsley! I’ll bring your daughter back nice and safely~.”
London’s mother giggled at her daughter’s friend and waved at the two 16-year-olds. The two girls then left London’s house and made their way to their school, Winter Bay Academy. It was an above-average school but it’s better than most schools in the neighborhood considering that schools in America for the past two decades have resulted in poor education, so London was grateful to be attending a good school with good friends.
The two girls made it to school by 7:50 and went straight to homeroom, which is where the rest of London’s friend group came in. The second London and Deidamia walked inside their homeroom, her other friends, Melody (theater student), Eden (fashion student), and twins Nina and Zina (music students), all grabbed London and dragged her to her seat, leaving Deidamia to stand in the doorway, a little surprised. London looked back at Deidamia and gave her an apologetic smile which basically said, “Sorry for leaving you, I promise we’ll hang out later.” Deidamia returned the smile and sat down in her seat, which was far from London and her friend group, but once London looked away and focused on her friends, Deidamia’s smile turned into a scowl.
Unbeknownst to London, or anyone else for that matter, Deidamia was actually jealous of her. London easily got along with people and had a positive vibe, which is what attracted people to her. Deidamia, though, happened to be a close friend to London, who was friends with a good amount of people, which often left Deidamia in the shadows whenever London was in the presence of other students. Deidamia didn’t actually hate London, but extreme jealousy can make anyone act without thinking twice. For the rest of the school day, Deidamia got a hold of London since they’re both visual art students so London got to be around her close friend. During their lunch break, London went to the cooking department section in the school and made some delicate sweets for Deidamia as an apology for leaving her alone often. By the time school ended, Nina and Zina invited London and Deidamia to play in the Abelia Forrest, which is to the west of their school. Both girls accepted the offer but London wanted to quickly run to her house and bring her dog, Ruby (who is a Border Collie with a mix of Groenendael).
So as London ran home to grab Ruby, Deidamia waited outside of the forest while the rest of London’s friends were already inside. She knew exactly how this would play out. London and her friends will probably play a game of Hide & Seek, with London completely abandoning the game since she loves nature and will, one-hundred percent, wander off with Ruby. Thus, making this the perfect time for Deidamia’s plan to go into action.
About 15 minutes passed and eventually, London came Deidamia, who waited patiently outside of the forest. She had Ruby with her and the small container of sweets that she made for Deidamia earlier. Deidamia looked at the sweets with an unamused face when London held it out for her. “Sorry for always leaving you alone, I just don’t know what to do when a group of people comes to me,” London apologized with a sweet smile. Unexpectedly, Deidamia smacked the container out of London’s hands, making it drop and all of the sweets pour out all over the ground. This surprised both London and Deidamia, the latter unknowingly let out a little bit of anger. “Oh crap-, I am so sorry! I don’t know what came over me,” Deidamia quickly apologized, dropping onto the ground to clean up the mess. London just smiled and said, “It’s okay. It was an accident.”
She helped Deidamia clean up the sweets and then walked inside the forest to meet the rest of London’s friends.
“Finally! Cute dog,” Melody said, petting Ruby softly and smiling.
“Okay! We’re playing hide & seek, cause, why not,” Eden said and the group of six determined that Deidamia would be the seeker while everyone else hid.
While Deidamia began counting to 20, she paid close attention to the sound of London’s footsteps, which was accompanied by Ruby’s bell on her collar. Once she finished counting, she deduced that London and Ruby ran east, which is the direction of a riverbank and where many Scorpion grasses, Alaska’s state flower, resides. Those will definitely catch London’s eyes considering the flowers are a vibrant, light blue color.
“Okay! Ready or not, here I come~,” Deidamia shouted, assuming everyone heard her. She immediately began heading east and saw London’s footprints, along with Ruby’s, in the dirt. Just as she predicted, London was sat against a tree (which was on a small hill), admiring the riverbank and the many scorpion grasses alongside it. She also had her backpack next to her and Ruby’s head on her lap. The sunlight was beaming on her face, making her bright hair and eyes stand out more. There was a smile on her face and she had a sketchbook and a pencil out, drawing the scenery she was admiring. The sight of London’s beautiful figure almost made Deidamia gasp but she resisted, knowing that she was already too far into the plan to let it backfire now. She was already 10 years into being in London’s shadow and, quite frankly, 10 years is a lot of time to hold in immense amounts of jealousy.
After recollecting her thoughts, and making sure she was out of the others’ sight, Deidamia pulled out a knife from her backpack and slowly crept up on London from behind, ready to strike, but London could hear Deidamia’s footsteps, making her look back at Deidamia and immediately dodge the incoming blow that was supposed to be for her forehead. London rolled down to the riverbank, abandoning Ruby and her art supplies, and stopped herself from going inside the water. “What the-, what are you doing?!” London asked, eyes widened at the sight of Deidamia walking near her with a knife.
Ruby quickly ran in front of London and barked viciously at Deidamia, who chuckled at the dog and kicked it to the side, making London shook. She tried to stand up but quickly realized that when she rolled down the hill to the riverbank, she must’ve sprained her right ankle. So, using the energy she had, she began dragging her body away from Deidamia, who was taking her sweet time with every step she made towards London. London then hit her back some something hard and realized it was a big rock that she knew she wouldn’t be able to get around unless she got up and ran.
Once again, she tried to stand up but it was to no avail. Deidamia finally stood in front of London and looked down on her with a mocking smile. Needless to say, London knew that her time on Earth was over. Deidamia crouched down to London’s level and cocked her head to the left, holding the knife in front of London’s white face. Then, she grabbed a fistful of London’s hair and slammed her head against the rock with full force, making the latter pass out instantly, at least to Deidamia.
Without any more hesitation, and because she wanted this to be done and over with, she plunged the knife into London’s chest, watching as blood began seeping through the knife and only London’s clothes; a light grey and oversized sweater, white skirt, and white converse sneakers. She then took the knife back out, watching more of London’s blood dye her clothes, and her body lay onto the ground, and quickly wiped the knife with a cloth she kept in her backpack. She set the knife down on the rock and smiled at London’s figure.
She then saw Ruby stand back up and run to London’s body, whimpering and whining at her. She was then surprised to see London’s fingers raise when Ruby nudged her head in London’s fingers, meaning London was still alive. Seeing as the blood was still spilling, Deidamia knew that London would bleed to death so she thought to just let the girl have her last moments with her dog that she loved so much. London’s eyes were hardly open but she could see Deidamia looking down on her. With only so much to say, she weakly said, “S-So this is how I end? By my own f-friend.”
Deidamia raised an eyebrow at London and then said, “Yeah, I won’t have to put up with your existence anymore. You’re the past now.” And with that, London’s eyes stopped sparkling and her heart stopped beating. Ruby’s cries became more noticeable and Deidamia knew she had to act fast. She ran back up the hill and past London’s sketchbook. Out of curiosity, she decided to take the sketchbook and place it into her backpack, deciding there might as well be, at least, one piece of London’s existence left on the planet.
After placing the sketchbook inside the backpack, she quickly ran away from the scene and, using her best acting skills, began to scream for London’s friends to come out. She even began to fake cry as London’s friends all came out and ran to her. She quickly explained that London was stabbed by some mysterious person and that she found her lying dead while playing Hide & Seek. She showed them London’s body and while everyone was mourning, she had called the police.
To simply put, Deidamia got away with murder. That night, she went into the police station, explained her side of the story (of course, it was all lies), and the police, stupidly, cleared her from being involved in the murder. She played the part too good.
Before going to bed, she pulled out London’s sketchbook and sat down on her bed. She flipped through it the sketchbook and saw all of London’s drawings/sketches. It mostly consisted of different moments in London’s life that she cherished; such as going to an amusement park with her mother, playing board games with her father, and even when she first met Deidamia. Deidamia then made it to the most recent sketch, which was created moments before London died. It was exactly what she thought it was, the view of the riverbank from where London sat beside the tree. But next to the sketch, there were words that were made with London’s elegant cursive. After reading what it said, Deidamia laughed bitterly to herself. She ripped the page out of the sketchbook and threw it right into the small bin that was next to her desk. She then turned off her light and laid down in bed, letting the words she just read sink in her head.
“Today, Deidamia is actually hanging out with my other friends. I know she's more introverted so it's nice to see her trying to open up to new people. I know it's hard for her but at least she's trying. I'm really happy to have a friend like Deidamia, who puts up with me and hangs around with me even when she's uncomfortable. She must be an angel sent to me after father passed away. I know there's not anything I can do to show my gratitude to Deidamia for always being there for me whenever I needed her so I decided to sketch this picture. She's a simple person and hopefully, she'll be happy with this picture. Anyways, thank goodness for a person like Deidamia, I'm fine with losing all my friends as long as I have Deidamia with me. She may not know it but she truly saved my life :)”
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(There will be some depiction of violence/murder)
Before we begin I would like to thank my friend/editostory writer ~ u/Apple-pi-1016 ~ for the amazing help in the creation of this short story this wouldn't have been completed without them.
Now I hope you enjoy dear reddit readers.
London's past story (3rd Person POV)
~September 8, 1980, ~
BEEP BEEP BEEP
The sound of an alarm rang through London’s ears at the early hours of the morning. London slammed her alarm clock shut and groaning. She sat up on her bed and rubbed her blue eyes since the sunlight was coming through her window. “London! Are you awake?” London’s mother asked from outside of her room.
“Yeah…,” London answered lowly, her voice hoarse because she just woke up. “Alright, get ready and come down for breakfast. Deidamia will be over in a few,” her mother said and then walked back downstairs to the kitchen. London’s eye was now fully open and she looked at the clock, which hung above her head, and read 7:10 A.M. London got out of her bed and did her usual morning routine, which consisted of brushing her teeth, washing her face, putting on her clothes, and going downstairs to eat the breakfast her mother prepares for her.
“Thanks, mother,” London said as she sat down at the dining room table, where her mother placed a plate of eggs, bacon, toast, and a glass of orange juice.
“No problem, honey. Today’s on the warmer side so I suggest taking advantage of it since warm weather rarely comes in September,” her mother said, patting her daughter’s beeline-honey hair that she inherited from her.
“Mm, I can already assume Deidamia would want to play today-,” London said after taking a sip of orange juice but was cut off when the doorbell rang.
“Cecile, can you check to see who is it?” London’s mother asked Cecile, the house’s maid, kindly.
“Yes, Ma’am,” Cecile answered with her soft voice. Cecile’s average-sized figure walked over to the door and looked through the peephole and saw the usual 2b type, ginger-haired and hazel-green-eyed girl known as London’s close friend, Deidamia. “It’s Deidamia, Ma’am,” Cecile said.
“Let her on in,” London’s mother said and Cecile opened the door for Deidamia, the girl running inside and engulfing London into a big hug. “Whoa-, what got you so excited?” London asked, looking at Deidamia with a smile. “Nothing, good weather puts me in a good mood. Hey! We should go play later on!” Deidamia yelled excitedly.
“Okay, okay. No need to yell, we can go play after school,” London chuckled and Deidamia let go of her.
“Okay then, let’s go~,” Deidamia said, dragging London out of the chair and to the front door, letting London grab her backpack. “See you, Mrs. Winsley! I’ll bring your daughter back nice and safely~.”
London’s mother giggled at her daughter’s friend and waved at the two 16-year-olds. The two girls then left London’s house and made their way to their school, Winter Bay Academy. It was an above-average school but it’s better than most schools in the neighborhood considering that schools in America for the past two decades have resulted in poor education, so London was grateful to be attending a good school with good friends.
The two girls made it to school by 7:50 and went straight to homeroom, which is where the rest of London’s friend group came in. The second London and Deidamia walked inside their homeroom, her other friends, Melody (theater student), Eden (fashion student), and twins Nina and Zina (music students), all grabbed London and dragged her to her seat, leaving Deidamia to stand in the doorway, a little surprised. London looked back at Deidamia and gave her an apologetic smile which basically said, “Sorry for leaving you, I promise we’ll hang out later.” Deidamia returned the smile and sat down in her seat, which was far from London and her friend group, but once London looked away and focused on her friends, Deidamia’s smile turned into a scowl.
Unbeknownst to London, or anyone else for that matter, Deidamia was actually jealous of her. London easily got along with people and had a positive vibe, which is what attracted people to her. Deidamia, though, happened to be a close friend to London, who was friends with a good amount of people, which often left Deidamia in the shadows whenever London was in the presence of other students. Deidamia didn’t actually hate London, but extreme jealousy can make anyone act without thinking twice. For the rest of the school day, Deidamia got a hold of London since they’re both visual art students so London got to be around her close friend. During their lunch break, London went to the cooking department section in the school and made some delicate sweets for Deidamia as an apology for leaving her alone often. By the time school ended, Nina and Zina invited London and Deidamia to play in the Abelia Forrest, which is to the west of their school. Both girls accepted the offer but London wanted to quickly run to her house and bring her dog, Ruby (who is a Border Collie with a mix of Groenendael).
So as London ran home to grab Ruby, Deidamia waited outside of the forest while the rest of London’s friends were already inside. She knew exactly how this would play out. London and her friends will probably play a game of Hide & Seek, with London completely abandoning the game since she loves nature and will, one-hundred percent, wander off with Ruby. Thus, making this the perfect time for Deidamia’s plan to go into action.
About 15 minutes passed and eventually, London came Deidamia, who waited patiently outside of the forest. She had Ruby with her and the small container of sweets that she made for Deidamia earlier. Deidamia looked at the sweets with an unamused face when London held it out for her. “Sorry for always leaving you alone, I just don’t know what to do when a group of people comes to me,” London apologized with a sweet smile. Unexpectedly, Deidamia smacked the container out of London’s hands, making it drop and all of the sweets pour out all over the ground. This surprised both London and Deidamia, the latter unknowingly let out a little bit of anger. “Oh crap-, I am so sorry! I don’t know what came over me,” Deidamia quickly apologized, dropping onto the ground to clean up the mess. London just smiled and said, “It’s okay. It was an accident.”
She helped Deidamia clean up the sweets and then walked inside the forest to meet the rest of London’s friends.
“Finally! Cute dog,” Melody said, petting Ruby softly and smiling.
“Okay! We’re playing hide & seek, cause, why not,” Eden said and the group of six determined that Deidamia would be the seeker while everyone else hid.
While Deidamia began counting to 20, she paid close attention to the sound of London’s footsteps, which was accompanied by Ruby’s bell on her collar. Once she finished counting, she deduced that London and Ruby ran east, which is the direction of a riverbank and where many Scorpion grasses, Alaska’s state flower, resides. Those will definitely catch London’s eyes considering the flowers are a vibrant, light blue color.
“Okay! Ready or not, here I come~,” Deidamia shouted, assuming everyone heard her. She immediately began heading east and saw London’s footprints, along with Ruby’s, in the dirt. Just as she predicted, London was sat against a tree (which was on a small hill), admiring the riverbank and the many scorpion grasses alongside it. She also had her backpack next to her and Ruby’s head on her lap. The sunlight was beaming on her face, making her bright hair and eyes stand out more. There was a smile on her face and she had a sketchbook and a pencil out, drawing the scenery she was admiring. The sight of London’s beautiful figure almost made Deidamia gasp but she resisted, knowing that she was already too far into the plan to let it backfire now. She was already 10 years into being in London’s shadow and, quite frankly, 10 years is a lot of time to hold in immense amounts of jealousy.
After recollecting her thoughts, and making sure she was out of the others’ sight, Deidamia pulled out a knife from her backpack and slowly crept up on London from behind, ready to strike, but London could hear Deidamia’s footsteps, making her look back at Deidamia and immediately dodge the incoming blow that was supposed to be for her forehead. London rolled down to the riverbank, abandoning Ruby and her art supplies, and stopped herself from going inside the water. “What the-, what are you doing?!” London asked, eyes widened at the sight of Deidamia walking near her with a knife.
Ruby quickly ran in front of London and barked viciously at Deidamia, who chuckled at the dog and kicked it to the side, making London shook. She tried to stand up but quickly realized that when she rolled down the hill to the riverbank, she must’ve sprained her right ankle. So, using the energy she had, she began dragging her body away from Deidamia, who was taking her sweet time with every step she made towards London. London then hit her back some something hard and realized it was a big rock that she knew she wouldn’t be able to get around unless she got up and ran.
Once again, she tried to stand up but it was to no avail. Deidamia finally stood in front of London and looked down on her with a mocking smile. Needless to say, London knew that her time on Earth was over. Deidamia crouched down to London’s level and cocked her head to the left, holding the knife in front of London’s white face. Then, she grabbed a fistful of London’s hair and slammed her head against the rock with full force, making the latter pass out instantly, at least to Deidamia.
Without any more hesitation, and because she wanted this to be done and over with, she plunged the knife into London’s chest, watching as blood began seeping through the knife and only London’s clothes; a light grey and oversized sweater, white skirt, and white converse sneakers. She then took the knife back out, watching more of London’s blood dye her clothes, and her body lay onto the ground, and quickly wiped the knife with a cloth she kept in her backpack. She set the knife down on the rock and smiled at London’s figure.
She then saw Ruby stand back up and run to London’s body, whimpering and whining at her. She was then surprised to see London’s fingers raise when Ruby nudged her head in London’s fingers, meaning London was still alive. Seeing as the blood was still spilling, Deidamia knew that London would bleed to death so she thought to just let the girl have her last moments with her dog that she loved so much. London’s eyes were hardly open but she could see Deidamia looking down on her. With only so much to say, she weakly said, “S-So this is how I end? By my own f-friend.”
Deidamia raised an eyebrow at London and then said, “Yeah, I won’t have to put up with your existence anymore. You’re the past now.” And with that, London’s eyes stopped sparkling and her heart stopped beating. Ruby’s cries became more noticeable and Deidamia knew she had to act fast. She ran back up the hill and past London’s sketchbook. Out of curiosity, she decided to take the sketchbook and place it into her backpack, deciding there might as well be, at least, one piece of London’s existence left on the planet.
After placing the sketchbook inside the backpack, she quickly ran away from the scene and, using her best acting skills, began to scream for London’s friends to come out. She even began to fake cry as London’s friends all came out and ran to her. She quickly explained that London was stabbed by some mysterious person and that she found her lying dead while playing Hide & Seek. She showed them London’s body and while everyone was mourning, she had called the police.
To simply put, Deidamia got away with murder. That night, she went into the police station, explained her side of the story (of course, it was all lies), and the police, stupidly, cleared her from being involved in the murder. She played the part too good.
Before going to bed, she pulled out London’s sketchbook and sat down on her bed. She flipped through it the sketchbook and saw all of London’s drawings/sketches. It mostly consisted of different moments in London’s life that she cherished; such as going to an amusement park with her mother, playing board games with her father, and even when she first met Deidamia. Deidamia then made it to the most recent sketch, which was created moments before London died. It was exactly what she thought it was, the view of the riverbank from where London sat beside the tree. But next to the sketch, there were words that were made with London’s elegant cursive. After reading what it said, Deidamia laughed bitterly to herself. She ripped the page out of the sketchbook and threw it right into the small bin that was next to her desk. She then turned off her light and laid down in bed, letting the words she just read sink in her head.
“Today, Deidamia is actually hanging out with my other friends. I know she's more introverted so it's nice to see her trying to open up to new people. I know it's hard for her but at least she's trying. I'm really happy to have a friend like Deidamia, who puts up with me and hangs around with me even when she's uncomfortable. She must be an angel sent to me after father passed away. I know there's not anything I can do to show my gratitude to Deidamia for always being there for me whenever I needed her so I decided to sketch this picture. She's a simple person and hopefully, she'll be happy with this picture. Anyways, thank goodness for a person like Deidamia, I'm fine with losing all my friends as long as I have Deidamia with me. She may not know it but she truly saved my life :)”
2023.03.21 07:16 fa1re Played 3.18 for the first time, got stranded on a moon, would do again :)
So I was waiting for 3.18 for months. The live patch came on the day we set of for a vacation, so the first week I just read all the horror stories. Yesterday was the first time I had the chance to relive them.
I set my primary residence for New Babbage and to my surprise found the elevators working. I got to the metro and it worked too - and even was nice enough to shut the doors not in my face, but behind my back (after a desperate last second sprint). Got to the space port and to my surprise not only did the elevators work, but the ASOP terminal called my Cutter in without an issue.
I got to the orbital, set my regen point, bought basic armor and accepted a retrieve delivery mission. Now I am trying to learn my way around with two sticks, my old, wobbly 16000M serving as a left stick for strafes. Problem is that SC takes even slight impulses seriously, so one of the wobbles got translated as a serious input kicking my ship to the side right as I was trying to clear the hangar doors. I got outside ok, but the left main thruster decided to stay in the hangar. I tried landing again, but found out that repairs are not working, so I shrugged my shoulders and decided to try to pickup the package anyway.
QT to Clio was easy enough, but last 20 km I had to be on my toes, only allowing as much thrust from my remaining nacelle as the smaller thrusters were able to compensate. I parked the ship some 150m from the first derelict settlement I have ever seen. There was kind of a watch tower with a guard on the top, so I decided to turn off engines, leave the shields and lights on and try to flank the guard.
About a minute in I heard a barrage coming from a cutty landing with reinforcements. It made a definitive end to the story of the one-legged Cutter and leaved me with little options - I only had my starter pistol but I had to try to take the cutty over, if I wanted to get off the moon. I flanked in, choosing the angle carefully to only see two of the baddies, crouching to make myself smaller and less noticeable target I aligned the sights for the head of one of the pirates and... saw my shot got at least seemingly deflected by the shield. I panicked, the baddies started shooting at me, I started running towards the tower - and the Cutty took off a short while after that.
I crept to the guards, stunned them, got retrieved the package - but was still stuck on the moon, with two unconscious pirates and a box I had not means to return to its rightful owner.
That was probably the best fun for a long time. Can't wait for another time!
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I set my primary residence for New Babbage and to my surprise found the elevators working. I got to the metro and it worked too - and even was nice enough to shut the doors not in my face, but behind my back (after a desperate last second sprint). Got to the space port and to my surprise not only did the elevators work, but the ASOP terminal called my Cutter in without an issue.
I got to the orbital, set my regen point, bought basic armor and accepted a retrieve delivery mission. Now I am trying to learn my way around with two sticks, my old, wobbly 16000M serving as a left stick for strafes. Problem is that SC takes even slight impulses seriously, so one of the wobbles got translated as a serious input kicking my ship to the side right as I was trying to clear the hangar doors. I got outside ok, but the left main thruster decided to stay in the hangar. I tried landing again, but found out that repairs are not working, so I shrugged my shoulders and decided to try to pickup the package anyway.
QT to Clio was easy enough, but last 20 km I had to be on my toes, only allowing as much thrust from my remaining nacelle as the smaller thrusters were able to compensate. I parked the ship some 150m from the first derelict settlement I have ever seen. There was kind of a watch tower with a guard on the top, so I decided to turn off engines, leave the shields and lights on and try to flank the guard.
About a minute in I heard a barrage coming from a cutty landing with reinforcements. It made a definitive end to the story of the one-legged Cutter and leaved me with little options - I only had my starter pistol but I had to try to take the cutty over, if I wanted to get off the moon. I flanked in, choosing the angle carefully to only see two of the baddies, crouching to make myself smaller and less noticeable target I aligned the sights for the head of one of the pirates and... saw my shot got at least seemingly deflected by the shield. I panicked, the baddies started shooting at me, I started running towards the tower - and the Cutty took off a short while after that.
I crept to the guards, stunned them, got retrieved the package - but was still stuck on the moon, with two unconscious pirates and a box I had not means to return to its rightful owner.
That was probably the best fun for a long time. Can't wait for another time!
2023.03.21 06:42 healthylifeblogs Devon Falls – Talawakale, Sri Lanka
 | Devon Falls – Talawakale, Sri Lanka submitted by healthylifeblogs to u/healthylifeblogs [link] [comments] Devon Falls is a breathtaking waterfall located in the town of Talawakale in Sri Lanka. This stunning natural wonder is a popular destination for tourists and locals alike, offering stunning views and the opportunity to experience the beauty of nature up close. Here is everything you need to know about Devon Falls: Overview Devon Falls is a 97-meter high waterfall located in the central highlands of Sri Lanka, just a short distance from the town of Talawakale. The falls are part of the Kotmale River, which flows through the surrounding hills and mountains before cascading down to form this stunning waterfall. Getting There The best way to reach Devon Falls is by road. The town of Talawakale is located about 40 kilometers from the city of Nuwara Eliya, and can be reached by car or public transport. From Talawakale, you can take a short hike or drive to reach the waterfall. Things to Do Devon Falls is a popular destination for hiking and trekking, with many trails and paths leading through the surrounding hills and forests. Visitors can take a scenic hike to the base of the waterfall, where they can enjoy the cool mist and take in the stunning views. Another popular activity is bird watching. The area surrounding the waterfall is home to a variety of bird species, including Sri Lanka white-eye, black-throated munia, and Layard’s parakeet. If you're lucky, you might even spot the elusive Sri Lankan leopard, which is known to roam the area. For those looking for a more relaxing experience, there are several restaurants and cafes located near the waterfall, where you can enjoy a cup of tea or a meal while taking in the stunning views. Best Time to Visit The best time to visit Devon Falls is during the rainy season, which runs from October to December. During this time, the waterfall is at its most spectacular, with the water flowing at its strongest and the surrounding forests lush and green. However, even during the dry season, Devon Falls is still a stunning sight to behold, and the surrounding hills and forests offer plenty of opportunities for hiking, trekking, and bird watching. In conclusion, Devon Falls is a must-visit destination for anyone traveling to Sri Lanka. With its stunning natural beauty, breathtaking views, and a range of activities to suit all interests, it's the perfect place to experience the beauty of nature and make unforgettable memories. So pack your bags, and get ready to experience the magic of Devon Falls in Talawakale, Sri Lanka. |
2023.03.21 06:27 chemdelachem My top 10 Nightwish songs
I understand nobody asked; but nightwish is my favorite band, and I've never told anyone my top 10 before. Feel like I have to share with someone.
Honorable mentions: Fantasmic, Ever Dream (Wacken), Sahara (Tampa), Amaranth, Endlessness, Stargazers, High Hopes (End of an Era)
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- Pharaoh Sails to Orion (Studio)
- Pan (Studio)
- I Have to Let You Go (Score)
- Greatest Show on Earth (Buenos Aires)
- Ghost Love Score (Instrumental)
- Wish I Had an Angel (End of an Era)
- Astral Romance (2001 Remaster)
- Poet and the Pendulum (Studio)
- Devil and the Deep Dark Ocean (Buenos Aires)
- Beauty of the Beast (Studio)
Honorable mentions: Fantasmic, Ever Dream (Wacken), Sahara (Tampa), Amaranth, Endlessness, Stargazers, High Hopes (End of an Era)
2023.03.21 06:21 MisterSnippy An [Anarchist]'s Adventure
The Drake materializes out of a shadowed stonework alcove in Salazsar, her dusty maroon scales that are peppered with a hidden layer of yellow cascade across her lithe, muscular, body. Her clothing is simple and economical. She's wearing a very nice long black canvas overcoat, a dark-brown linen long-sleeved shirt, well-worn brown denim pants, and an understated, yet expensive, pair of leather boots. Minus the coat, it's the kind of clothing you would expect to see on [Climbers] and [Miners]; the sort who would need something affordable and strong that repaired easily and lasted. Her coat is the outlier of her outfit, but in the winter chill she's no outlier for wearing one.
It's apparent that she's middle-aged, and you'd never mistake her for a younger Drake. From the state of her scales, she looks to be in her fifties, and she wears the age with a rugged beauty. Her limbs have a subtle power to them, and you can tell that her natural muscle, honed through years of back-breaking labour of some sort, are enhanced by a Skill or two. If you were closely watching her, the next thing you would notice is the pain that she's in. This woman is in pain, of both the mental and physical variety. Some people have a life harder than others and this woman has had a life harder than most. You can tell she is in pain because of her expression. Her blue-gray eyes squint, her brows furrow automatically, jaw clenched as she grits her teeth, and she has a scowl permanently affixed to her face. Her name is Kessva Sewing, a name spoke in hushed pitying whispers from those who have heard her story from someone else who heard it from an acquaintance. A few years ago she lost her only daughter in a mine collapse, and her husband shortly after from suicide.
It would be easy to assume she had become a wretched person based on her constant expression, the kind who drinks and takes it out on others, but you can tell that there's a kindness hidden deep below. That she's constantly restraining any negativity and hate. Her agony has not crushed her spirit, it has not made her hate people, it has not made her mean, it has compressed her soul into something purer, something stronger. She forever moves forward, living on with permanent agony that wont leave her until the day she breathes her last, and that day will be a long while from today, you can tell. She effortlessly blends into the crowd while still being apart from it, a separate element still integrated into the whole. She moves with purpose, focusing her mind on her task, weaving her way forward through the crowd, trailing a young female Gnoll.
The Gnoll looks to be about fifteen, she is of the tall and wiry variety, her fur well groomed and meticulously trimmed. She must come from a wealthier family, considering her clothing. She wears a muted green long-sleeve shirt and a dark-blue pair of cotton pants. As she darts ahead, she gives constant cautious glances to and fro. In her mind she's scanning the crowd, looking for danger, but in reality she just looks nervous and skittish. Suspicious, in other words. She's moving towards a goal of some sort, and her hands wont stop feeling at a pocket on the left side of her pants, before they move away quickly as if touching a hot pan, as if she's afraid someone will see her placing her hand there. Everything about her screams inexperienced criminal. Just a few days from ruining her future. She couldn't make a [Dangersense] Skill go off if she tried.
She quickly slides into an alleyway, one of probably tens of thousands that exist in Salazsar. You wouldn't be able to tell it apart from any other alleyway in the city, but it somehow manages to look less inconspicuous than the surrounding side streets. Passersby find that their eyes simply glide over the area, as if it wasn't there. The hallmark of Skill usage. She gives a shaky breath, thinking that she's made it. A rise of excitement rises up within her, a feeling of importance and righteousness. She gives another criminal's glance around and sees not a soul, then breathes out deeply. It's time, and she's in the perfect spot. Her hand steadies and reaches towards her left pocket, before withdrawing the item carried within. As her hand rises from her pocket, so too rises the wand of [Fireball]. Or, it should have, for where the wand was grasped in her hand is now an empty spot, and a iron claws wrap around her wrist.
"Aaah!"
The startled Gnoll, Errkia Tiekha, snaps her head around in fear and tries to get away. She quickly burns through a few Skills, and she has a handful that are useful in these situations because she's an [Anarchist] and [Urban Explorer], and finds with shock that they don't seem to have had much of an impact. Kessva Sewing grunts, and has to use two Skills, one of which being [Stable Grip], to hold on, but Errkia is low-level in both of her classes and Kessva can mostly rely on her honed strength to overpower the Skills.
"What are you doing!... You can't prove I was doing anything wrong!" Errkia shouts quickly, sounding almost as unconvinced with the argument as Kessva does.
"I'm stopping you from making a hatchling's mistake, what are you thinking?!?"
Kessva drops the wand of [Fireball] into her coat pocket and grabs Errkia's other arm. The younger Gnoll has a fearful expression and struggles for a second, feet sliding on the slick cobblestone in the alley, but gives up when it's apparent that she can't escape. She'd just tire herself out in the Level 32 former [Reliable Mine Supervisor]'s grasp.
"Listen, kid, we're going to have a talk. I've noticed you and your little 'friends' running around causing trouble, and if you don't want me taking you on a one-way trip to The Watch you'd better sit down and have a talk with me."
Kessva fixes the terrified girl with a hard, unflinching, stare.
"You don't understand! You just don't get it!"
The young [Anarchist] shouts, more towards the street than the female Drake restraining her, now desperately hoping she can get someone else's attention and break away.
"Alright, if you're going to play difficult with me, I'm going to have to make this harder for you. [Supervisor's Reprimand] Do you have any idea how dumb your idea is, as if running around with a deathtrap of a wand playing rookie criminal, is going to affect anything!? You wouldn't change anything, just start down a life where you'll spend most your days staring out of enchanted prison bars, or dead."
The fight goes out of Kessva suddenly, as if she's just now realizing the stupidity of her intended actions. The Skill will last for awhile, it's one of Kessva's better ones, and one that she relied on a lot when she still had a career in the mines. She's semi-retired now.
She walks, mostly drags, Errkia to her small condo. Once they make it to her humble house, she drops the Gnoll into a well made wooden seat in the living room, before starting to make them both a cup of tea.
Errkia stares erratically around the sparsely furnished apartment as Kessva clinks and clanks in the kitchen, but by now she's realizing that the Drake probably doesn't intend to hurt her. And she couldn't escape if she tried her best. She's upset, not about getting caught, but more because she didn't get to use her expensive [Fireball] wand that she bought from a friend. That was going to have been so much fun. She's been chewed out before, and already she's building up a mental wall, preparing to shut herself off from the world and the dressing down that's coming her way.
"I hope you like Chai tea, because it's all I have at the moment. Do you want any sugar in yours? Don't worry about the cost, I'm prepared to use some special, just for you."
Kessva says, in a voice that sounds like a long, gentle, sigh. Kinder than seems should be coming from the scarred calloused Drake with an iron grip. Softer than the harsh words she said earlier. It startles Errkia out of her mental preparations and she feels a bit of mental whiplash as she tries to reorient herself. This conversation isn't going where she thought it was going to go.
With a clink that reverberates through the room, the former [Miner] sets down the two beautiful teacups, before lowering herself into the seat with a pained grunt. They must have been important, they're obviously custom-made, and on each is the design of stylized Drake and Gnoll [Miners] sitting down and having a lunch break. It's cutesy, and feels out of place when compared to the gruff-looking woman in front of her.
"Back's not like it used to be, without my Skills I'd struggle to be as agile as I am. My name is Kessva Sewing, by the way."
Kessva holds a hand to her back, and Errkia fixes her with a look that says 'I don't care, I'm young and angry at the world' before grumpily studying the tea as if that would make any poison disappear, before picking up the teacup and taking a sip. And promptly grimacing.
"Gross."
Kessva laughs, and it's a genuine laugh. Errkia Tiekha gets the sense that she's done this countless times, sitting down with forlorn or angry [Miner]'s over a cup of tea when they did something stupid. It only makes her angrier. Not because she dislikes Kessva, but because Kessva is likeable, and she feels angry that she doesn't feel so angry anymore. It feels like when her parents are disappointed in something she did, but still forgiving of it. For a moment she suspects the use of a Skill, and then feels ashamed at her suspicion as Kessva reaches over and drops a bit of sugar into her tea.
"Hopefully that will help, if you want more free to add as much as you want. I don't drink mine with sugar."
They sit in silence, sipping their tea, and time passes by for a few minutes. The young Gnoll takes a look around the room, really looking now, trying to figure out who Kessva Sewing really is. There are two paintings of Drakes that she assumes are Kessva's family, and some trinkets, bits of ore or gems displayed from mining operations gone well. There's a scroll on the wall that says something about her service to the Emera corporation, but she can't make out more than the title. Besides that there's not much else besides the worn furniture and the teacups, which leads her to believe that the lady doesn't spend much time in her own home.
"Alright, let's talk."
Kessva says and startles Errkia out of her observations.
"Do you enjoy it?"
"What?"
Errkia says, confused.
"Do you enjoy being a [Rebel] or [Thief] or whatever class you are?"
"I'm an [Anarchist]..."
The young Gnoll says grumpily, with a hint of pride, as if it's obvious what she is.
"Alright [Anarchist], do you enjoy being an [Anarchist]?"
Kessva's tone of voice isn't judging, and is purely curious, which surprises Errkia. She wonders for a moment if the Drake has a truth stone or something and decides to just be honest. She doesn't feel the need to lie here, not now. Especially if telling the truth gets her out of going to jail.
"Yeah, it's exciting."
To her surprise, Kessva gives a knowing nod.
"I have no doubt it is, I think we all have times where we wish we could run around and cause a bit of chaos. Especially as we get older."
She gives a full grin, and gives the impression that she has a history herself of dubious deeds.
"What, think I'm going to be angry at you? Yell at you? I get it, I really do. It's fun to run around with your friends, hit the town, fool around. I did it for awhile, and then I grew up."
The words make Errkia flinch. They're honest words, and the kinds of words she didn't want to hear. She's obviously new to the [Anarchist] lifestyle. Kessva stands up for a moment and walks over to take some snacks out of a cabinet she obviously has pre-prepared for these kinds of talks. It once again fills Errkia with irritation. She wont let this Drake talk her down. Kessva places the snacks down on the table and sits again with another grunt, rubbing at a spot in her back.
"What are you wanting to achieve, what do you want to do as an [Anarchist]?"
The question stumps Errkia for a sliver of a moment. Obviously she wants to, uh, take down the establishment! It wasn't a question she was expecting, okay?
"I want to take down the establishment! The greedy Wall Lords and Ladies. The rich! I want things to be equal for everyone. I want to tear the system down."
She says, not really understanding who the 'establishment' is. Tacitly ignoring the fact that she's come from money herself. Someone has fed her these lines and she believes them with confidence.
"Alright, what are you going to do after you take them down, the 'establishment'?"
This question really stumps Errkia. Nobody she's talked to has told her what comes after, just that they need to stop the man the people in charge. Her face flushes behind her scales, but she still finds some words after deliberating.
"We make a better Salazsar, one where everyone is equal, where Gnolls and the poor and [Miners] aren't oppressed and we all get a fair share! Where everyone gets to live their life and not worry about if they can eat, where they can retire, where injuries don't ruin their lives."
The words are the most heartfelt she's said so far. They come from deep within her. They're childish, but real, and they're only hers. Not lines she's been fed, not ideals she's been given from someone else. These come from the soul, they are intrinsic to her, and to who she wants to be. Gone is the anger towards the world, instead it's replaced with anger against injustice in general, passion for peace and anger for those who oppress. She believes in a better world, and it makes Kessva so very sad. Deep down most people long for a fairer world, even if it's just for them, and she knows the feeling all too well.
"I wish we could. I wish we could take the Wall Lords and Wall Ladies down from their towers tomorrow, take them to the mines and force them to see the plight of common Drakes and Gnolls. I want to shove it in their faces and scream. I want to yell at them, beat them, to show them what they're doing to us, and I want at least Salazsar to be better. To be a city where the world looks at us, like Khelt or Samal, and knows that's how it should be."
Errkia steadily looks her in the eye.
"So why don't you? If you really think so too why don't you also become an [Anarchist]? Why did you stop me?"
Kessva was expecting it but the words still slap her across the face. 'Why don't you.' Time has beaten down on her, but her soul burns of brighter stuff.
"I have. I've spent my life trying. I'm a Level 32 [Reliable Mine Supervisor] and I didn't get there from hurting folks and crushing people underneath me. I did my best to help, to keep my friends and employees safe. To help those who were injured, to keep people employed. I moved up because I wanted to change things, and I thought that if I gained in level that I could. Maybe I did, for awhile, in the areas I could control, but only there. I did the best I could and I'm glad I was able to do what I did. But using a fake [Fireball] wand and blowing your claws off isn't going to help people. Assaulting [Miners] for working for the corporations wont make things better. Hurting people because you can wont change anything, and it hasn't. Damaging artwork and trying to cause riots in the city isn't helping either. I don't know the best way to make things better, but what you [Anarchists] are doing isn't making things better, it's making them worse. Ancestors, where did such a Class even come from."
You can see the sadness and the fatigue reappear on her face, although it never really left. It's part of who she is now. She doesn't age, instead it's as if the age settles further on her. The [Anarchist] can see now more than ever who Kessva is, and who she used to be. She can imagine a young lady much like herself, filled with passion, and the desire for change. The worn Drake stands up and puts a hand on Errkia's shoulder.
"Follow me for a moment, I have something to show you."
The Gnoll stands, and follows her out. Now she's feeling a bit shaken. She knew about the art destruction, but hadn't heard about [Miners] getting hurt, or riots trying to be started. She can feel the need to convince Kessva in her bones, but stays quiet for a moment and lets her lead her through the city. It's not her moment anymore, and she'll have her turn.
Kessva leads her up a tower that Errkia didn't know was there. Soon she's higher than she's ever been and when she steps off the last step onto level ground she feels a sense of wonder. They step out onto a sort of platform, and the Gnoll gasps. The sky is bright orange, chasing the last dregs of sunset, before transitioning to a dark blue, carrying the coming night with it. The twin moons sit in the sky, pale guardians, surrounded by a crowd of stars, vying for their attention. It's freezing, her breathe fogs as she breathes out in the cold winter air, but it's worth it. The city is aglow with lights coming from everywhere down below; windows, buildings, streetlamps. There are countless lights shimmering and sparkling like the starlit sky brought down to earth for mortals to see. The people, not unlike ants, move through the city like a tide and she realizes that in a way she's seeing the entire history of a city here. Thousands of years of growth, construction, expansion, all leading to where the city is today. And what is a city without its' people? How many millions of people live and work here, going about their lives, loving, crying, just existing. Building the city stone by stone, brick by brick. Somewhere at some point the first brick was layed, the first foundation created, and the city was born. An emotion rises within her, a feeling of loss and sadness. She knows that this will be one of the most beautiful sights she'll ever see in her life, and suddenly she's hit by a desire to show everyone she knows this spot. How can the rich see this every day and not want to better the lives of others? How can they see such a sight and still step on those beneath them? Kessva gives her a pat on the back and walks over to lean on the railing.
"My husband showed me this spot, and I think it was one of the greatest gifts he ever gave me, along with my daughter, and our love. I know that long after I'm gone people will still discover this tower and others like it, they'll see this beauty through different eyes, and know why so many Drakes and Gnolls stay here. That will never be taken that away from us. How can you want to destroy this? Throw all the Wall Lords and Ladies off their towers, but everyone deserves to see this sight, this..."
She loses the words, for a moment trapped in a past Errkia doesn't know. The sadness shows up on her face again, but there's also something else there. Relief, happiness? She only now realizes how lonely Kessva is, how sad she is. How much she wants others to be happy, when she couldn't and can't. The [Anarchist] speaks up.
"I don't want to destroy the city, I just want to stop the corporations from controlling everything."
"No, tearing down the city is exactly what you're doing. I've seen [Protestors] before, [Miners] striking, crowds shouting for a change, people stopping anyone from entering a certain mine to work. You [Anarchists] are different. That wand you bought, how much was it?"
"300 gold."
Errkia says sheepishly, a pit opening up in her stomach. It was a lot, for her especially. She sold off several of her own possessions for it.
"This wand isn't a real wand of [Fireball]. If you had activated it you would have blown your hand off, possibly killed yourself. Whoever made this or sold this to you couldn't enchant worth a Creler's ass."
"That's not- you don't know that!"
The young Gnoll shouted, feeling a pit of anger and shame open deep inside her. She knew it was too good to be true, but she trusted her friends judgement.
"Let me show you something, and after I do we're going to need to run, so get ready for that."
Kessva said with a frank tone that invited confusion. She slowly, carefully, pulled the wand out of her pocket, before chucking it off the tower.
"Hey! You can't just do that, that was-"
"[Controlled Activation]"
Errkia doesn't get to finish her sentence before the world goes white from the explosion and she goes pale. While she's blinking spots out of her eyes only one thought enters her mind. That would have killed her if she had activated it like planned. They can already hear a few startled screams below, but the explosion was so high up and far away it wasn't anywhere close to touching anything, or hurting anyone. After sprinting away they breathlessly make it back to somewhere out of sight. Kessva rests against a wall, planting her hands on her knees, breathing in shaky gasps.
"Dead gods, I haven't had to sprint like that in awhile. I'm going to be feeling this tomorrow and I already feel it. Your friend who enchanted that and sold it to you, that's who you want running things? That's the kind of person you want trying to take down the corporations?"
"I didn't know. They- they're cool, they just need time. They'll level and things will change."
The [Anarchist] paled, and realized that the people she hung out with were more talk than action. Kessva walks over to her, preparing for her final talk of the night.
"I've led you on long enough, let me get to it before we run out of daylight. I didn't come to you for nothing, and I mean what I said. [Anarchist] is a dangerous class, but I want you to help me."
The look of confusion Errkia gave her made her want to laugh. As if saying 'wait, you weren't just trying to convince me to not be an [Anarchist] this whole time?'
"I'm a member of a group, who knows if it'll get anywhere, if we can change anything, but we're trying. We're trying to 'unionize' and bargain with the corporations, get better conditions for everyone, Gnolls especially. Our belief is that if we can get enough people we can beat any Skills that come our way, we can force them to negotiate better conditions, better hours, better pay. A city is useless without its people. Working under some Wall Lords is much better than others, and we're trying to make it so that working for even the worst Wall Lord will be a good, safe, job. Well, as safe as mining can be. For all the flaws of the [Anarchist] class, there are some interesting Skills there, and I want you to help me make this happen. As bad as it sounds, we need criminal classes. The corporations are just gonna sick The Watch and their private armies on us. I'm trying to get as many people as I can. It's going to be a mess, but we have to try. Are you willing to help me?"
There was a look of righteousness there, a feeling of justice. Kessva knows she's in the right, and she has the levels and Skills to make sure she can organize this without getting people needlessly hurt. She still looks tired, worn, sad, but there's a sense of purpose that has never left her, even since she was young, she has only recently realized how to use it. Mining isn't her life anymore, she's changed. She's a Level 11 [Union Organizer]. And Errkia Tiekha knows that this was what she was chasing all along. Things wont be perfect, but it will be a step towards the fairness she so dearly wants. Her eyes meet Kessva's, and a weight leaves her body. The only thing she says is-
"Yes."
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It's apparent that she's middle-aged, and you'd never mistake her for a younger Drake. From the state of her scales, she looks to be in her fifties, and she wears the age with a rugged beauty. Her limbs have a subtle power to them, and you can tell that her natural muscle, honed through years of back-breaking labour of some sort, are enhanced by a Skill or two. If you were closely watching her, the next thing you would notice is the pain that she's in. This woman is in pain, of both the mental and physical variety. Some people have a life harder than others and this woman has had a life harder than most. You can tell she is in pain because of her expression. Her blue-gray eyes squint, her brows furrow automatically, jaw clenched as she grits her teeth, and she has a scowl permanently affixed to her face. Her name is Kessva Sewing, a name spoke in hushed pitying whispers from those who have heard her story from someone else who heard it from an acquaintance. A few years ago she lost her only daughter in a mine collapse, and her husband shortly after from suicide.
It would be easy to assume she had become a wretched person based on her constant expression, the kind who drinks and takes it out on others, but you can tell that there's a kindness hidden deep below. That she's constantly restraining any negativity and hate. Her agony has not crushed her spirit, it has not made her hate people, it has not made her mean, it has compressed her soul into something purer, something stronger. She forever moves forward, living on with permanent agony that wont leave her until the day she breathes her last, and that day will be a long while from today, you can tell. She effortlessly blends into the crowd while still being apart from it, a separate element still integrated into the whole. She moves with purpose, focusing her mind on her task, weaving her way forward through the crowd, trailing a young female Gnoll.
The Gnoll looks to be about fifteen, she is of the tall and wiry variety, her fur well groomed and meticulously trimmed. She must come from a wealthier family, considering her clothing. She wears a muted green long-sleeve shirt and a dark-blue pair of cotton pants. As she darts ahead, she gives constant cautious glances to and fro. In her mind she's scanning the crowd, looking for danger, but in reality she just looks nervous and skittish. Suspicious, in other words. She's moving towards a goal of some sort, and her hands wont stop feeling at a pocket on the left side of her pants, before they move away quickly as if touching a hot pan, as if she's afraid someone will see her placing her hand there. Everything about her screams inexperienced criminal. Just a few days from ruining her future. She couldn't make a [Dangersense] Skill go off if she tried.
She quickly slides into an alleyway, one of probably tens of thousands that exist in Salazsar. You wouldn't be able to tell it apart from any other alleyway in the city, but it somehow manages to look less inconspicuous than the surrounding side streets. Passersby find that their eyes simply glide over the area, as if it wasn't there. The hallmark of Skill usage. She gives a shaky breath, thinking that she's made it. A rise of excitement rises up within her, a feeling of importance and righteousness. She gives another criminal's glance around and sees not a soul, then breathes out deeply. It's time, and she's in the perfect spot. Her hand steadies and reaches towards her left pocket, before withdrawing the item carried within. As her hand rises from her pocket, so too rises the wand of [Fireball]. Or, it should have, for where the wand was grasped in her hand is now an empty spot, and a iron claws wrap around her wrist.
"Aaah!"
The startled Gnoll, Errkia Tiekha, snaps her head around in fear and tries to get away. She quickly burns through a few Skills, and she has a handful that are useful in these situations because she's an [Anarchist] and [Urban Explorer], and finds with shock that they don't seem to have had much of an impact. Kessva Sewing grunts, and has to use two Skills, one of which being [Stable Grip], to hold on, but Errkia is low-level in both of her classes and Kessva can mostly rely on her honed strength to overpower the Skills.
"What are you doing!... You can't prove I was doing anything wrong!" Errkia shouts quickly, sounding almost as unconvinced with the argument as Kessva does.
"I'm stopping you from making a hatchling's mistake, what are you thinking?!?"
Kessva drops the wand of [Fireball] into her coat pocket and grabs Errkia's other arm. The younger Gnoll has a fearful expression and struggles for a second, feet sliding on the slick cobblestone in the alley, but gives up when it's apparent that she can't escape. She'd just tire herself out in the Level 32 former [Reliable Mine Supervisor]'s grasp.
"Listen, kid, we're going to have a talk. I've noticed you and your little 'friends' running around causing trouble, and if you don't want me taking you on a one-way trip to The Watch you'd better sit down and have a talk with me."
Kessva fixes the terrified girl with a hard, unflinching, stare.
"You don't understand! You just don't get it!"
The young [Anarchist] shouts, more towards the street than the female Drake restraining her, now desperately hoping she can get someone else's attention and break away.
"Alright, if you're going to play difficult with me, I'm going to have to make this harder for you. [Supervisor's Reprimand] Do you have any idea how dumb your idea is, as if running around with a deathtrap of a wand playing rookie criminal, is going to affect anything!? You wouldn't change anything, just start down a life where you'll spend most your days staring out of enchanted prison bars, or dead."
The fight goes out of Kessva suddenly, as if she's just now realizing the stupidity of her intended actions. The Skill will last for awhile, it's one of Kessva's better ones, and one that she relied on a lot when she still had a career in the mines. She's semi-retired now.
She walks, mostly drags, Errkia to her small condo. Once they make it to her humble house, she drops the Gnoll into a well made wooden seat in the living room, before starting to make them both a cup of tea.
Errkia stares erratically around the sparsely furnished apartment as Kessva clinks and clanks in the kitchen, but by now she's realizing that the Drake probably doesn't intend to hurt her. And she couldn't escape if she tried her best. She's upset, not about getting caught, but more because she didn't get to use her expensive [Fireball] wand that she bought from a friend. That was going to have been so much fun. She's been chewed out before, and already she's building up a mental wall, preparing to shut herself off from the world and the dressing down that's coming her way.
"I hope you like Chai tea, because it's all I have at the moment. Do you want any sugar in yours? Don't worry about the cost, I'm prepared to use some special, just for you."
Kessva says, in a voice that sounds like a long, gentle, sigh. Kinder than seems should be coming from the scarred calloused Drake with an iron grip. Softer than the harsh words she said earlier. It startles Errkia out of her mental preparations and she feels a bit of mental whiplash as she tries to reorient herself. This conversation isn't going where she thought it was going to go.
With a clink that reverberates through the room, the former [Miner] sets down the two beautiful teacups, before lowering herself into the seat with a pained grunt. They must have been important, they're obviously custom-made, and on each is the design of stylized Drake and Gnoll [Miners] sitting down and having a lunch break. It's cutesy, and feels out of place when compared to the gruff-looking woman in front of her.
"Back's not like it used to be, without my Skills I'd struggle to be as agile as I am. My name is Kessva Sewing, by the way."
Kessva holds a hand to her back, and Errkia fixes her with a look that says 'I don't care, I'm young and angry at the world' before grumpily studying the tea as if that would make any poison disappear, before picking up the teacup and taking a sip. And promptly grimacing.
"Gross."
Kessva laughs, and it's a genuine laugh. Errkia Tiekha gets the sense that she's done this countless times, sitting down with forlorn or angry [Miner]'s over a cup of tea when they did something stupid. It only makes her angrier. Not because she dislikes Kessva, but because Kessva is likeable, and she feels angry that she doesn't feel so angry anymore. It feels like when her parents are disappointed in something she did, but still forgiving of it. For a moment she suspects the use of a Skill, and then feels ashamed at her suspicion as Kessva reaches over and drops a bit of sugar into her tea.
"Hopefully that will help, if you want more free to add as much as you want. I don't drink mine with sugar."
They sit in silence, sipping their tea, and time passes by for a few minutes. The young Gnoll takes a look around the room, really looking now, trying to figure out who Kessva Sewing really is. There are two paintings of Drakes that she assumes are Kessva's family, and some trinkets, bits of ore or gems displayed from mining operations gone well. There's a scroll on the wall that says something about her service to the Emera corporation, but she can't make out more than the title. Besides that there's not much else besides the worn furniture and the teacups, which leads her to believe that the lady doesn't spend much time in her own home.
"Alright, let's talk."
Kessva says and startles Errkia out of her observations.
"Do you enjoy it?"
"What?"
Errkia says, confused.
"Do you enjoy being a [Rebel] or [Thief] or whatever class you are?"
"I'm an [Anarchist]..."
The young Gnoll says grumpily, with a hint of pride, as if it's obvious what she is.
"Alright [Anarchist], do you enjoy being an [Anarchist]?"
Kessva's tone of voice isn't judging, and is purely curious, which surprises Errkia. She wonders for a moment if the Drake has a truth stone or something and decides to just be honest. She doesn't feel the need to lie here, not now. Especially if telling the truth gets her out of going to jail.
"Yeah, it's exciting."
To her surprise, Kessva gives a knowing nod.
"I have no doubt it is, I think we all have times where we wish we could run around and cause a bit of chaos. Especially as we get older."
She gives a full grin, and gives the impression that she has a history herself of dubious deeds.
"What, think I'm going to be angry at you? Yell at you? I get it, I really do. It's fun to run around with your friends, hit the town, fool around. I did it for awhile, and then I grew up."
The words make Errkia flinch. They're honest words, and the kinds of words she didn't want to hear. She's obviously new to the [Anarchist] lifestyle. Kessva stands up for a moment and walks over to take some snacks out of a cabinet she obviously has pre-prepared for these kinds of talks. It once again fills Errkia with irritation. She wont let this Drake talk her down. Kessva places the snacks down on the table and sits again with another grunt, rubbing at a spot in her back.
"What are you wanting to achieve, what do you want to do as an [Anarchist]?"
The question stumps Errkia for a sliver of a moment. Obviously she wants to, uh, take down the establishment! It wasn't a question she was expecting, okay?
"I want to take down the establishment! The greedy Wall Lords and Ladies. The rich! I want things to be equal for everyone. I want to tear the system down."
She says, not really understanding who the 'establishment' is. Tacitly ignoring the fact that she's come from money herself. Someone has fed her these lines and she believes them with confidence.
"Alright, what are you going to do after you take them down, the 'establishment'?"
This question really stumps Errkia. Nobody she's talked to has told her what comes after, just that they need to stop the man the people in charge. Her face flushes behind her scales, but she still finds some words after deliberating.
"We make a better Salazsar, one where everyone is equal, where Gnolls and the poor and [Miners] aren't oppressed and we all get a fair share! Where everyone gets to live their life and not worry about if they can eat, where they can retire, where injuries don't ruin their lives."
The words are the most heartfelt she's said so far. They come from deep within her. They're childish, but real, and they're only hers. Not lines she's been fed, not ideals she's been given from someone else. These come from the soul, they are intrinsic to her, and to who she wants to be. Gone is the anger towards the world, instead it's replaced with anger against injustice in general, passion for peace and anger for those who oppress. She believes in a better world, and it makes Kessva so very sad. Deep down most people long for a fairer world, even if it's just for them, and she knows the feeling all too well.
"I wish we could. I wish we could take the Wall Lords and Wall Ladies down from their towers tomorrow, take them to the mines and force them to see the plight of common Drakes and Gnolls. I want to shove it in their faces and scream. I want to yell at them, beat them, to show them what they're doing to us, and I want at least Salazsar to be better. To be a city where the world looks at us, like Khelt or Samal, and knows that's how it should be."
Errkia steadily looks her in the eye.
"So why don't you? If you really think so too why don't you also become an [Anarchist]? Why did you stop me?"
Kessva was expecting it but the words still slap her across the face. 'Why don't you.' Time has beaten down on her, but her soul burns of brighter stuff.
"I have. I've spent my life trying. I'm a Level 32 [Reliable Mine Supervisor] and I didn't get there from hurting folks and crushing people underneath me. I did my best to help, to keep my friends and employees safe. To help those who were injured, to keep people employed. I moved up because I wanted to change things, and I thought that if I gained in level that I could. Maybe I did, for awhile, in the areas I could control, but only there. I did the best I could and I'm glad I was able to do what I did. But using a fake [Fireball] wand and blowing your claws off isn't going to help people. Assaulting [Miners] for working for the corporations wont make things better. Hurting people because you can wont change anything, and it hasn't. Damaging artwork and trying to cause riots in the city isn't helping either. I don't know the best way to make things better, but what you [Anarchists] are doing isn't making things better, it's making them worse. Ancestors, where did such a Class even come from."
You can see the sadness and the fatigue reappear on her face, although it never really left. It's part of who she is now. She doesn't age, instead it's as if the age settles further on her. The [Anarchist] can see now more than ever who Kessva is, and who she used to be. She can imagine a young lady much like herself, filled with passion, and the desire for change. The worn Drake stands up and puts a hand on Errkia's shoulder.
"Follow me for a moment, I have something to show you."
The Gnoll stands, and follows her out. Now she's feeling a bit shaken. She knew about the art destruction, but hadn't heard about [Miners] getting hurt, or riots trying to be started. She can feel the need to convince Kessva in her bones, but stays quiet for a moment and lets her lead her through the city. It's not her moment anymore, and she'll have her turn.
Kessva leads her up a tower that Errkia didn't know was there. Soon she's higher than she's ever been and when she steps off the last step onto level ground she feels a sense of wonder. They step out onto a sort of platform, and the Gnoll gasps. The sky is bright orange, chasing the last dregs of sunset, before transitioning to a dark blue, carrying the coming night with it. The twin moons sit in the sky, pale guardians, surrounded by a crowd of stars, vying for their attention. It's freezing, her breathe fogs as she breathes out in the cold winter air, but it's worth it. The city is aglow with lights coming from everywhere down below; windows, buildings, streetlamps. There are countless lights shimmering and sparkling like the starlit sky brought down to earth for mortals to see. The people, not unlike ants, move through the city like a tide and she realizes that in a way she's seeing the entire history of a city here. Thousands of years of growth, construction, expansion, all leading to where the city is today. And what is a city without its' people? How many millions of people live and work here, going about their lives, loving, crying, just existing. Building the city stone by stone, brick by brick. Somewhere at some point the first brick was layed, the first foundation created, and the city was born. An emotion rises within her, a feeling of loss and sadness. She knows that this will be one of the most beautiful sights she'll ever see in her life, and suddenly she's hit by a desire to show everyone she knows this spot. How can the rich see this every day and not want to better the lives of others? How can they see such a sight and still step on those beneath them? Kessva gives her a pat on the back and walks over to lean on the railing.
"My husband showed me this spot, and I think it was one of the greatest gifts he ever gave me, along with my daughter, and our love. I know that long after I'm gone people will still discover this tower and others like it, they'll see this beauty through different eyes, and know why so many Drakes and Gnolls stay here. That will never be taken that away from us. How can you want to destroy this? Throw all the Wall Lords and Ladies off their towers, but everyone deserves to see this sight, this..."
She loses the words, for a moment trapped in a past Errkia doesn't know. The sadness shows up on her face again, but there's also something else there. Relief, happiness? She only now realizes how lonely Kessva is, how sad she is. How much she wants others to be happy, when she couldn't and can't. The [Anarchist] speaks up.
"I don't want to destroy the city, I just want to stop the corporations from controlling everything."
"No, tearing down the city is exactly what you're doing. I've seen [Protestors] before, [Miners] striking, crowds shouting for a change, people stopping anyone from entering a certain mine to work. You [Anarchists] are different. That wand you bought, how much was it?"
"300 gold."
Errkia says sheepishly, a pit opening up in her stomach. It was a lot, for her especially. She sold off several of her own possessions for it.
"This wand isn't a real wand of [Fireball]. If you had activated it you would have blown your hand off, possibly killed yourself. Whoever made this or sold this to you couldn't enchant worth a Creler's ass."
"That's not- you don't know that!"
The young Gnoll shouted, feeling a pit of anger and shame open deep inside her. She knew it was too good to be true, but she trusted her friends judgement.
"Let me show you something, and after I do we're going to need to run, so get ready for that."
Kessva said with a frank tone that invited confusion. She slowly, carefully, pulled the wand out of her pocket, before chucking it off the tower.
"Hey! You can't just do that, that was-"
"[Controlled Activation]"
Errkia doesn't get to finish her sentence before the world goes white from the explosion and she goes pale. While she's blinking spots out of her eyes only one thought enters her mind. That would have killed her if she had activated it like planned. They can already hear a few startled screams below, but the explosion was so high up and far away it wasn't anywhere close to touching anything, or hurting anyone. After sprinting away they breathlessly make it back to somewhere out of sight. Kessva rests against a wall, planting her hands on her knees, breathing in shaky gasps.
"Dead gods, I haven't had to sprint like that in awhile. I'm going to be feeling this tomorrow and I already feel it. Your friend who enchanted that and sold it to you, that's who you want running things? That's the kind of person you want trying to take down the corporations?"
"I didn't know. They- they're cool, they just need time. They'll level and things will change."
The [Anarchist] paled, and realized that the people she hung out with were more talk than action. Kessva walks over to her, preparing for her final talk of the night.
"I've led you on long enough, let me get to it before we run out of daylight. I didn't come to you for nothing, and I mean what I said. [Anarchist] is a dangerous class, but I want you to help me."
The look of confusion Errkia gave her made her want to laugh. As if saying 'wait, you weren't just trying to convince me to not be an [Anarchist] this whole time?'
"I'm a member of a group, who knows if it'll get anywhere, if we can change anything, but we're trying. We're trying to 'unionize' and bargain with the corporations, get better conditions for everyone, Gnolls especially. Our belief is that if we can get enough people we can beat any Skills that come our way, we can force them to negotiate better conditions, better hours, better pay. A city is useless without its people. Working under some Wall Lords is much better than others, and we're trying to make it so that working for even the worst Wall Lord will be a good, safe, job. Well, as safe as mining can be. For all the flaws of the [Anarchist] class, there are some interesting Skills there, and I want you to help me make this happen. As bad as it sounds, we need criminal classes. The corporations are just gonna sick The Watch and their private armies on us. I'm trying to get as many people as I can. It's going to be a mess, but we have to try. Are you willing to help me?"
There was a look of righteousness there, a feeling of justice. Kessva knows she's in the right, and she has the levels and Skills to make sure she can organize this without getting people needlessly hurt. She still looks tired, worn, sad, but there's a sense of purpose that has never left her, even since she was young, she has only recently realized how to use it. Mining isn't her life anymore, she's changed. She's a Level 11 [Union Organizer]. And Errkia Tiekha knows that this was what she was chasing all along. Things wont be perfect, but it will be a step towards the fairness she so dearly wants. Her eyes meet Kessva's, and a weight leaves her body. The only thing she says is-
"Yes."
2023.03.21 06:21 Baneposting247 What are your most used weapons per kit, per faction?
Rifleman/Obs/Com/Demo- Security, M16A4/ Insurgents, AK-74/AKM
The M16A4 is my go-to for attacking on most Push or Frontline maps because of its low cost allowing for the use of Grenades and a high power variable scope+ smokes, but the M4A1 is what I pick for Defenders, extreme CQB maps like Tell or Gap or for Ambush/Firefight. The AK-74/AKM is very low or low recoil, a reasonable rate or fire, a consistent two shot out to range, so you can customize the crap out of it or load up on nades. I have however taken a recent liking to the FAMAS in burst fire mode.
Gunner- Security, M249/ Insurgents MG3
The M249 is the best Security LMG and in my mind it's not even close. Yes, the FN MAG and M60 can one shot, but both are far more expensive points wise, have lower rates of fire, higher recoil, an open bolt delay, half the capacity even after upgrading and are just the objectively worse choice in everything except damage at close and long range and wall penetration.
The MG3 has many of the same flaws, and the PKM is a great weapon with much better iron sights, however I find the MG3's fire rate and sound provides an extreme psychological impact that creates a suppressive effect whereas people are less afraid to push try to peak an active PKM gunner.
Advisor- Security, Tavor 7/ Insurgents ACE
The ability to use extended mags on what are more or less FN FALs just makes these weapons great, all the better that suppressors can be used. Both have w/ extended magazines big enough capacity to use their rate of fire and are one shots in most circumstances. Simply incredible, as though while the other weapons are also very good they are ultimately minor statistical variations on riflemen guns, even the Vector could be argued to be security's FAMAS.
Breacher- Security Honey Badger, Insurgents AS VAL
The MP7 is a good weapon, but the Badger is a slightly cheaper rifle-caliber alternative without the requirement to spend two points on a bigger magazine. To be honest in general, I think the Breacher is a weaker, less capable advisor and the weapons in general are worse, that being said however the AS VAL being subsonic is a uniquely quiet SBR and as long as you're shooting at something within a grenade toss it will do well, outside of that however the low velocity begins to let it down. Best used for sneaky flanks and aggressive play.
Marksman- Security EBR, Insurgents SVD
I barely play Marksman, but I've had good results with the SVD and considering you're not going to be running very light gear wise, it's best for you to go for the most expensive rifle and dump points into it.
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The M16A4 is my go-to for attacking on most Push or Frontline maps because of its low cost allowing for the use of Grenades and a high power variable scope+ smokes, but the M4A1 is what I pick for Defenders, extreme CQB maps like Tell or Gap or for Ambush/Firefight. The AK-74/AKM is very low or low recoil, a reasonable rate or fire, a consistent two shot out to range, so you can customize the crap out of it or load up on nades. I have however taken a recent liking to the FAMAS in burst fire mode.
Gunner- Security, M249/ Insurgents MG3
The M249 is the best Security LMG and in my mind it's not even close. Yes, the FN MAG and M60 can one shot, but both are far more expensive points wise, have lower rates of fire, higher recoil, an open bolt delay, half the capacity even after upgrading and are just the objectively worse choice in everything except damage at close and long range and wall penetration.
The MG3 has many of the same flaws, and the PKM is a great weapon with much better iron sights, however I find the MG3's fire rate and sound provides an extreme psychological impact that creates a suppressive effect whereas people are less afraid to push try to peak an active PKM gunner.
Advisor- Security, Tavor 7/ Insurgents ACE
The ability to use extended mags on what are more or less FN FALs just makes these weapons great, all the better that suppressors can be used. Both have w/ extended magazines big enough capacity to use their rate of fire and are one shots in most circumstances. Simply incredible, as though while the other weapons are also very good they are ultimately minor statistical variations on riflemen guns, even the Vector could be argued to be security's FAMAS.
Breacher- Security Honey Badger, Insurgents AS VAL
The MP7 is a good weapon, but the Badger is a slightly cheaper rifle-caliber alternative without the requirement to spend two points on a bigger magazine. To be honest in general, I think the Breacher is a weaker, less capable advisor and the weapons in general are worse, that being said however the AS VAL being subsonic is a uniquely quiet SBR and as long as you're shooting at something within a grenade toss it will do well, outside of that however the low velocity begins to let it down. Best used for sneaky flanks and aggressive play.
Marksman- Security EBR, Insurgents SVD
I barely play Marksman, but I've had good results with the SVD and considering you're not going to be running very light gear wise, it's best for you to go for the most expensive rifle and dump points into it.
2023.03.21 05:54 TDKManifestsuccess Feeling Unworthy? How to Overcome Feeling "Unworthy" of your Manifestations!
"Nothing Outside of you Builds your worthiness. Your worthiness comes from your awareness of yourself, from within."- Tim D Kelley
You were already born worthy. The world just made you think you aren't.
Having a sense of self-worth is such an important part of life and it's so easy to forget or take for granted. When we start to take our own self-worth for granted, we forget the value we each have to bring to the table.
It's often hard to see our own value. We can become so used to putting ourselves down or focusing on our shortcomings that it's easy to lose sight of all the wonderful things about ourselves. But the truth is, self worth is the foundation of happiness, security, and self-confidence. It's the belief that you have value and deserve respect from yourself and from others.
At the core, self worth is about having respect for yourself. That doesn't mean you have to think you're perfect, but it does mean that you have a belief in your capabilities and in your value as a human being. When we feel worthy of love and acceptance, our view of ourselves changes, and we open up a world of possibility.
Sometimes, developing self worth is difficult because of external factors such as society or the media, or it can stem from personal experiences in the past. In these cases, the key to rebuilding self worth is to take action. It can be as simple as allowing yourself to rest, making sure to eat healthy, exercising, connecting with positive people, and focusing on the good in your life. Additionally, don't be afraid to try new things, take a risk, or practice something new. The sense of accomplishment will boost your self worth, and it'll make you more willing to accept your own self worth.
You are worthy...
When it comes to self worth, no one has the same exact experiences. It's important to understand that and not be so hard on yourself. Everyone has times where self doubt or insecurity can take over, but ultimately, your worth comes from within. All it takes is practice, positive affirmations, and allowing yourself to be open to all of the amazing possibilities the world has to offer.
In order to change your beliefs, you must 1st accept the current circumstances of your mind. When you feel the thought of "I'm not good enough" or "I'm not worthy" quickly switch your thinking to a more positive one (This is called Reframing) Secondly choose a more positive statements to repeat to yourself frequently (Autosuggestion/ Affirmations), and lastly, as mentioned, when those ugly thoughts come creeping in, retrain your mind and focus on the beauty of the power of your mind.
Your own self-worth comes from the inside out, it's about understanding your own worth as a person, regardless of what others may say or think. When you have a strong sense of self-worth, you develop a deep inner knowing that you are valuable, capable and worth having positive experiences in life.
Having a strong sense of self-worth helps you to feel a sense of belonging, a sense of acceptance, a sense of pride, and even a sense of safety. Knowing your own worth allows you to recognize your personal value, without comparing yourself to others. It gives you the confidence to stand up for yourself and makes it easier to follow your own unique path in life.
Most of all, having a strong sense of self-worth helps you to accept and appreciate yourself exactly as you are. With this kind of confidence and security, you'll find that it is much easier to reach for your dreams and go after the life that you want.
Sometimes it's hard to remember just how worthy we are of all the amazing things that life can bring our way. We get caught up in the daily grind, struggling to find purpose and to keep going in the right direction, and when an obstacle or a challenge appears it can be easy to fall into a self-doubting spiral.
You are worthy...
But it's important to remember that you are worthy of everything good that comes your way, no matter how difficult it may seem. You just need to have the right mindset and practice visualization.
When you visualize yourself already having or doing something with ease and comfort, it can help you break through the barrier of feeling unworthy. Instead, imagine what it would be like if you already had or accomplished the goal you desire. Picture yourself feeling confident and excited, embracing the opportunity with a sense of gratitude and joy. As you focus on that image, allow yourself to really connect with the emotions it stirs within you.
Remember, it's okay to take some time for yourself, to take a break from the day-to-day and to reflect on your inner strength and potential. It can be easy to get lost in the stress and hustle, so take the time to really tap into yourself and remind yourself of how capable you are. Whenever you start to feel overwhelmed, take a few moments to sit in silence and just take some deep breaths, repeating this affirmation to yourself:
"I am always worthy of the good that comes my way."
It can be tough to get through tough times, but the reward that comes after the struggles make it worth it in the end. Know that you are always capable of succeeding and of growing and achieving whatever goals you set for yourself. Believe in yourself and don't be afraid to keep trying – you are worthy of it all.
Here are 20 affirmations to help you Build Self Worth And transform your thinking.
By affirming that "I am worthy of abundance", we can begin to shift our focus and open up to receiving the infinite amount of prosperity and success that is our birthright. This affirmation gives us permission to take the necessary steps and to embrace our true potential to create more abundance in our lives.
It is important to remember that abundance isn't just money, but a plentiful flow of health, joy, opportunity, success and abundance of love. With this thought in mind, we can approach each moment with positivity and confidence knowing that everything is working out in our favor.
Affirmations such as this give us a simple reminder that we are deserving of abundance and that this abundance will flow to us when we are ready to receive it. With each repeated affirmation, we begin to release old limiting beliefs, start trusting the process and experience all the goodness the universe has in store for us.
By taking a few moments each day to consciously connect with the words "I am worthy of abundance", we can tap into our power to bring more abundance into our lives. All the universe is asking of us is to open up and make ourselves available to receive this abundance - and the best way to start is by repeating the affirmation that we are truly worthy of it.
🗝️ The Key : The more you figure out your personal VALUES And personal reason/ purpose, it becomes easier to see your own Value. You, your thinking is the cause and the circumstances, people, places and things in your life are the effects. So the more you focus on what you value about yourself the more you attract and manifest things that come from you internal value and prosperity..
Hope this helps build your worthiness!! You are worthy of your life! That's why you have it! The infinite creative intelligence flowing in and through all things is working in and through you to sustain and support your thinking. Therefore you are already worthy, now manifest from it! Appreciate and thankful of those who read and support my work here, FB and on YouTube. More to come! If you have any questions or recommendations on what kind of subject you'd like me to go over in detail in relation to Law of Attraction and Manifestation, send me a message or write it in the comments.
If you ever had to go through building self worth, How do you do it, or have done it in the past? Let us know in the comments ! Thank you always!
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You were already born worthy. The world just made you think you aren't.
Having a sense of self-worth is such an important part of life and it's so easy to forget or take for granted. When we start to take our own self-worth for granted, we forget the value we each have to bring to the table.
It's often hard to see our own value. We can become so used to putting ourselves down or focusing on our shortcomings that it's easy to lose sight of all the wonderful things about ourselves. But the truth is, self worth is the foundation of happiness, security, and self-confidence. It's the belief that you have value and deserve respect from yourself and from others.
At the core, self worth is about having respect for yourself. That doesn't mean you have to think you're perfect, but it does mean that you have a belief in your capabilities and in your value as a human being. When we feel worthy of love and acceptance, our view of ourselves changes, and we open up a world of possibility.
Sometimes, developing self worth is difficult because of external factors such as society or the media, or it can stem from personal experiences in the past. In these cases, the key to rebuilding self worth is to take action. It can be as simple as allowing yourself to rest, making sure to eat healthy, exercising, connecting with positive people, and focusing on the good in your life. Additionally, don't be afraid to try new things, take a risk, or practice something new. The sense of accomplishment will boost your self worth, and it'll make you more willing to accept your own self worth.
You are worthy...
When it comes to self worth, no one has the same exact experiences. It's important to understand that and not be so hard on yourself. Everyone has times where self doubt or insecurity can take over, but ultimately, your worth comes from within. All it takes is practice, positive affirmations, and allowing yourself to be open to all of the amazing possibilities the world has to offer.
In order to change your beliefs, you must 1st accept the current circumstances of your mind. When you feel the thought of "I'm not good enough" or "I'm not worthy" quickly switch your thinking to a more positive one (This is called Reframing) Secondly choose a more positive statements to repeat to yourself frequently (Autosuggestion/ Affirmations), and lastly, as mentioned, when those ugly thoughts come creeping in, retrain your mind and focus on the beauty of the power of your mind.
Your own self-worth comes from the inside out, it's about understanding your own worth as a person, regardless of what others may say or think. When you have a strong sense of self-worth, you develop a deep inner knowing that you are valuable, capable and worth having positive experiences in life.
Having a strong sense of self-worth helps you to feel a sense of belonging, a sense of acceptance, a sense of pride, and even a sense of safety. Knowing your own worth allows you to recognize your personal value, without comparing yourself to others. It gives you the confidence to stand up for yourself and makes it easier to follow your own unique path in life.
Most of all, having a strong sense of self-worth helps you to accept and appreciate yourself exactly as you are. With this kind of confidence and security, you'll find that it is much easier to reach for your dreams and go after the life that you want.
Sometimes it's hard to remember just how worthy we are of all the amazing things that life can bring our way. We get caught up in the daily grind, struggling to find purpose and to keep going in the right direction, and when an obstacle or a challenge appears it can be easy to fall into a self-doubting spiral.
You are worthy...
But it's important to remember that you are worthy of everything good that comes your way, no matter how difficult it may seem. You just need to have the right mindset and practice visualization.
When you visualize yourself already having or doing something with ease and comfort, it can help you break through the barrier of feeling unworthy. Instead, imagine what it would be like if you already had or accomplished the goal you desire. Picture yourself feeling confident and excited, embracing the opportunity with a sense of gratitude and joy. As you focus on that image, allow yourself to really connect with the emotions it stirs within you.
Remember, it's okay to take some time for yourself, to take a break from the day-to-day and to reflect on your inner strength and potential. It can be easy to get lost in the stress and hustle, so take the time to really tap into yourself and remind yourself of how capable you are. Whenever you start to feel overwhelmed, take a few moments to sit in silence and just take some deep breaths, repeating this affirmation to yourself:
"I am always worthy of the good that comes my way."
It can be tough to get through tough times, but the reward that comes after the struggles make it worth it in the end. Know that you are always capable of succeeding and of growing and achieving whatever goals you set for yourself. Believe in yourself and don't be afraid to keep trying – you are worthy of it all.
Here are 20 affirmations to help you Build Self Worth And transform your thinking.
- I am capable of greatness.
- I choose to embrace my uniqueness and talents.
- I believe in myself and my dreams.
- I am surrounded by positivity and success.
- I am a strong, independent and confident individual.
- I choose to focus on the positive and release any negativity.
- I deserve to live a happy, fulfilled and successful life.
- I am powerful, courageous and capable.
- I believe in my potential and I strive for success.
- I recognize that I have great worth and I treat myself with respect.
- I have the courage to follow my passions.
- I strive to continuously improve and expand my abilities.
- I have faith in my capabilities.
- I have immense value and worth in the world.
- I celebrate all my successes and strive for growth.
- I recognize and appreciate the skills I have and I am always open to learn new ones.
- I choose to be kind to myself and love myself as much as I love others.
- I understand my potential and believe in it.
- I recognize that I am a valuable member of my community.
- I am resilient, courageous and successful.
By affirming that "I am worthy of abundance", we can begin to shift our focus and open up to receiving the infinite amount of prosperity and success that is our birthright. This affirmation gives us permission to take the necessary steps and to embrace our true potential to create more abundance in our lives.
It is important to remember that abundance isn't just money, but a plentiful flow of health, joy, opportunity, success and abundance of love. With this thought in mind, we can approach each moment with positivity and confidence knowing that everything is working out in our favor.
Affirmations such as this give us a simple reminder that we are deserving of abundance and that this abundance will flow to us when we are ready to receive it. With each repeated affirmation, we begin to release old limiting beliefs, start trusting the process and experience all the goodness the universe has in store for us.
By taking a few moments each day to consciously connect with the words "I am worthy of abundance", we can tap into our power to bring more abundance into our lives. All the universe is asking of us is to open up and make ourselves available to receive this abundance - and the best way to start is by repeating the affirmation that we are truly worthy of it.
🗝️ The Key : The more you figure out your personal VALUES And personal reason/ purpose, it becomes easier to see your own Value. You, your thinking is the cause and the circumstances, people, places and things in your life are the effects. So the more you focus on what you value about yourself the more you attract and manifest things that come from you internal value and prosperity..
Hope this helps build your worthiness!! You are worthy of your life! That's why you have it! The infinite creative intelligence flowing in and through all things is working in and through you to sustain and support your thinking. Therefore you are already worthy, now manifest from it! Appreciate and thankful of those who read and support my work here, FB and on YouTube. More to come! If you have any questions or recommendations on what kind of subject you'd like me to go over in detail in relation to Law of Attraction and Manifestation, send me a message or write it in the comments.
If you ever had to go through building self worth, How do you do it, or have done it in the past? Let us know in the comments ! Thank you always!
- Tim D Kelley TDK MANIFEST SUCCESS MINDSET
2023.03.21 05:20 Soggy_Helicopter8589 [NoP] Hunter of Hunters 13
Hey everyone! I'm still alive, sorry for not uploading for so long, but I've been stuck without any ideas
Fortunately a friend of mine helped me with some interesting concepts
This is a short chapter, but from now on, things will get interesting
And of course this is a fanfic from a story from u/SpacePaladin15, and the story is The Nature of Predator
Also, here is the whole NoP universe
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Memory transcription subject: Leon, UN "Jackal" special forces
Date [standardized human time]: October 28, 2136
After some time waiting In that dammed box I began to feel the rumble of the engines and after some time I finally began to feel the already familiar sense of being lifted to the sky. Then like it was a VTOL, I began to feel the ship speeding up towards the space probably
Then, I could hear steps getting close, steps that I could recognize because they were very similar to those of Rahade
My door suddenly opened revealing the same arxur as before, I didn't even remember his name, to be honest I was already very bad with remembering names as a normal human
Now? I still suck at remembering names, but now I could record their names and play it back within my memory
"Come" The arxur ordered, and sadly I had to obey, not because I cared about his rank, I could give less of a fuck, but now I was in his ship and both my experience and my dad taught me that when I was in a plane, the commandant/pilot was my new god until I was back in the ground
I followed behind the arxur who from time to time glanced back at me, it couldn't be to check if I was following him, my steps were enough, something that I would fix as soon as possible. It was probably to check that I wouldn't pounce on him or admire my beautiful figures…
I silently chuckled at my own jokes making the arxur to give me another glance
What? I couldn't make my own jokes? I've lost everything in exchange for me leaving that hospital bed. Something that to be honest, I don't know if it was worth it in the long run
The only activity where I could socialize was through videogames, and because of my new body, it was incredibly easy to win, and wining constantly isn't fun
After walking through the corridor that worked as the spine of the ship we arrived at what looked like a meeting room, and fortunately for me, it's ceiling is tall enough to allow me to stand at full height
The arxur then sat in a weird chair specially designed to take in account their tails. Because of how much I weigh and how flimsy the chairs looks, I won't even consider sitting. Now I can be grateful of my mechanical body and the automatic balancing system because I wouldn't be able to sit without breaking anything
"Very… beast, here you have all the information you need, now, once you finish with it destroy it" The arxur said while he gave me some kind of holopad that looked a lot like Rahade's pad. But the way he called me…
"Do not test my patience" I said in a menacing tone, sorry dad, but the space nazis don't enter in the category of 'new God until we touch land'
"Are you threatening me?" This sub-brick overgrown gecko…
"I'm giving you a warning" I say as I lean towering over him, fortunately for his own good he decides to not try to fight a murder robot in such closed space
Now without much of a fuss he left leaving me to my own thoughts
Why I was suddenly so hot tempered? As a pilot I always had to keep my head cold, but now? I wanted to kill the arxur…
Fucking temper control… Not only they had to change my diet habits, but now I was as good as a teenager in a tantrum, fortunately I don't lose all control, I still can direct myself towards something, like now wanting him to leave, even if it was after threatening him
Still, fuck him, he is the chief-captain or whatever that rank is of a cattle ship, and it's not a new ship, I can perfectly smell the blood around me if I turned on my smell receptors
Anyway, let's see what's in here
As expected there is a complete rundown of my objectives, there is also a small map of the compound, something that I will take a photo of, I don't have the best memory after all
But there is something that catches my eye
"To make sure this operation goes as much undercover as possible, your arrival and extraction will be the same as the trimestral meat deliver. In other words, you will be stranded in that planet for three months. Do not worry about the cold and food, you are able to eat trees to gain energy and you can enter in 'Energy saving' mode to pass time faster, beware, in that mode you will be unresponsive, so make sure to stay in a safe area"
"The extraction coordinates will be sent through the special device inside this pad, once the time is up, a ship will go to your location. Play the following audio"
Then, the most obnoxious sound that I've ever had the misfortune to hear, played. But to my surprise, I somehow was hearing a voice that the audio was definitely not saying, probably a hidden message that only me could understand. It remembered me of those old videos were people hearing with headphones listened something different than those that listened with a speaker
"The following message is vital information and no one must get this message, the safe word once you board the ship is: What a wonderful world, if the response is other than 'A beautiful world indeed' the operation is compromised and you must exterminate all witnesses in that ship. I repeat, if you say 'What a wonderful world' and they don't respond 'A beautiful world indeed', exterminate all life forms in that ship. If that happens, reactivate the device. If the device is reactivated human ships will be sent to dominion space which is very dangerous, this is a last resort option. Good luck and may God bless your soul"
With that the device busted into flames for a moment before falling in parts in my claws
Indeed inside the pad there was a circular object that fitted perfectly in my hand, in the front there was a dark screen with 'Heat' written in it, once I turned my thermal vision I could clearly see a clock ticking down
In the back there was a magnet of some kind, and it was strong, very strong for how small it was
In the sides there are some buttons and some slots to tie it somewhere, it looked awfully lot like those old pocket watches, but it was obvious that compared to them, this thing was huge, but for my size? It was ok
To avoid losing it, I stick it in the back of my lower left hand with the powerful magnet, then with the clothes in that hand, I tied it and cover it up. Now this thing wasn't going nowhere
Now, the only thing left was arriving to my destiny
Once I made sure that they couldn't fix the pad, by eating the motherboard and anything that looked important, I went to my room and began studying the the plans of the building, if I was going to kill somebody, I needed to know that building like the back of my hand
…
Anyway, how long will the trip be? In the movies it's always almost instant, but this was real life
Well, I hope I have enough time…
Memory transcription subject: Leon, UN "Jackal" special forces
Date [standardized human time]: November 12, 2136
Two weeks! Two fucking weeks inside that metal box barely getting out, two weeks holding myself so I don't tear apart that fucking gecko
Well, in reality it wasn't 2 full weeks thanks to the 'Energy saving' mode, it was more like half of it, I couldn't just sleep all of the travel, I had to study the maps after all
But today was the day, I exited the 'room' and walked to the back of the ship which was devoid of any life
Still, I knew that sooner or later they would open the door and I had to free fall, again, out of the ship. They couldn't just land and then I get out, I would get detected immediately
So there I was, standing in front of the closed door… Until now
I could finally see the door opening, and with it it came a storm
"I'll be dammed… Hoth."
A frozen forest that looked like Russian Siberia in the middle of winter, I could barely see the installations in the distance even with my enhanced sight, and I was only able to see it thanks to the lights of the watchtowers
With one last look at my few belongings checking that I had everything, I jumped into the abyss with nothing but snow and my servos to stop the fall
I guess I kinda cheated because with every extremity except my tail, I grabbed a tree to slow my fall even a little, without my multiple cameras was a hard job, but nothing impossible
With a deafening noise I landed in the ground, and to my surprise, the snow reached around my waist, compared to a human only their heads would stick out
The trees that I used to slow down my fall were completely destroyed with huge claws marks in all of their trunks
I quickly checked all of my gear and 'clothes' finding that they weren't made in china because they were still in perfect condition, my tailbags, as I called them, were also in perfect condition and with all the little belongings I had still inside
With nothing left to check, my silent march towards my objective began…
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Fortunately a friend of mine helped me with some interesting concepts
This is a short chapter, but from now on, things will get interesting
And of course this is a fanfic from a story from u/SpacePaladin15, and the story is The Nature of Predator
Also, here is the whole NoP universe
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Memory transcription subject: Leon, UN "Jackal" special forces
Date [standardized human time]: October 28, 2136
After some time waiting In that dammed box I began to feel the rumble of the engines and after some time I finally began to feel the already familiar sense of being lifted to the sky. Then like it was a VTOL, I began to feel the ship speeding up towards the space probably
Then, I could hear steps getting close, steps that I could recognize because they were very similar to those of Rahade
My door suddenly opened revealing the same arxur as before, I didn't even remember his name, to be honest I was already very bad with remembering names as a normal human
Now? I still suck at remembering names, but now I could record their names and play it back within my memory
"Come" The arxur ordered, and sadly I had to obey, not because I cared about his rank, I could give less of a fuck, but now I was in his ship and both my experience and my dad taught me that when I was in a plane, the commandant/pilot was my new god until I was back in the ground
I followed behind the arxur who from time to time glanced back at me, it couldn't be to check if I was following him, my steps were enough, something that I would fix as soon as possible. It was probably to check that I wouldn't pounce on him or admire my beautiful figures…
I silently chuckled at my own jokes making the arxur to give me another glance
What? I couldn't make my own jokes? I've lost everything in exchange for me leaving that hospital bed. Something that to be honest, I don't know if it was worth it in the long run
The only activity where I could socialize was through videogames, and because of my new body, it was incredibly easy to win, and wining constantly isn't fun
After walking through the corridor that worked as the spine of the ship we arrived at what looked like a meeting room, and fortunately for me, it's ceiling is tall enough to allow me to stand at full height
The arxur then sat in a weird chair specially designed to take in account their tails. Because of how much I weigh and how flimsy the chairs looks, I won't even consider sitting. Now I can be grateful of my mechanical body and the automatic balancing system because I wouldn't be able to sit without breaking anything
"Very… beast, here you have all the information you need, now, once you finish with it destroy it" The arxur said while he gave me some kind of holopad that looked a lot like Rahade's pad. But the way he called me…
"Do not test my patience" I said in a menacing tone, sorry dad, but the space nazis don't enter in the category of 'new God until we touch land'
"Are you threatening me?" This sub-brick overgrown gecko…
"I'm giving you a warning" I say as I lean towering over him, fortunately for his own good he decides to not try to fight a murder robot in such closed space
Now without much of a fuss he left leaving me to my own thoughts
Why I was suddenly so hot tempered? As a pilot I always had to keep my head cold, but now? I wanted to kill the arxur…
Fucking temper control… Not only they had to change my diet habits, but now I was as good as a teenager in a tantrum, fortunately I don't lose all control, I still can direct myself towards something, like now wanting him to leave, even if it was after threatening him
Still, fuck him, he is the chief-captain or whatever that rank is of a cattle ship, and it's not a new ship, I can perfectly smell the blood around me if I turned on my smell receptors
Anyway, let's see what's in here
As expected there is a complete rundown of my objectives, there is also a small map of the compound, something that I will take a photo of, I don't have the best memory after all
But there is something that catches my eye
"To make sure this operation goes as much undercover as possible, your arrival and extraction will be the same as the trimestral meat deliver. In other words, you will be stranded in that planet for three months. Do not worry about the cold and food, you are able to eat trees to gain energy and you can enter in 'Energy saving' mode to pass time faster, beware, in that mode you will be unresponsive, so make sure to stay in a safe area"
"The extraction coordinates will be sent through the special device inside this pad, once the time is up, a ship will go to your location. Play the following audio"
Then, the most obnoxious sound that I've ever had the misfortune to hear, played. But to my surprise, I somehow was hearing a voice that the audio was definitely not saying, probably a hidden message that only me could understand. It remembered me of those old videos were people hearing with headphones listened something different than those that listened with a speaker
"The following message is vital information and no one must get this message, the safe word once you board the ship is: What a wonderful world, if the response is other than 'A beautiful world indeed' the operation is compromised and you must exterminate all witnesses in that ship. I repeat, if you say 'What a wonderful world' and they don't respond 'A beautiful world indeed', exterminate all life forms in that ship. If that happens, reactivate the device. If the device is reactivated human ships will be sent to dominion space which is very dangerous, this is a last resort option. Good luck and may God bless your soul"
With that the device busted into flames for a moment before falling in parts in my claws
Indeed inside the pad there was a circular object that fitted perfectly in my hand, in the front there was a dark screen with 'Heat' written in it, once I turned my thermal vision I could clearly see a clock ticking down
In the back there was a magnet of some kind, and it was strong, very strong for how small it was
In the sides there are some buttons and some slots to tie it somewhere, it looked awfully lot like those old pocket watches, but it was obvious that compared to them, this thing was huge, but for my size? It was ok
To avoid losing it, I stick it in the back of my lower left hand with the powerful magnet, then with the clothes in that hand, I tied it and cover it up. Now this thing wasn't going nowhere
Now, the only thing left was arriving to my destiny
Once I made sure that they couldn't fix the pad, by eating the motherboard and anything that looked important, I went to my room and began studying the the plans of the building, if I was going to kill somebody, I needed to know that building like the back of my hand
…
Anyway, how long will the trip be? In the movies it's always almost instant, but this was real life
Well, I hope I have enough time…
Memory transcription subject: Leon, UN "Jackal" special forces
Date [standardized human time]: November 12, 2136
Two weeks! Two fucking weeks inside that metal box barely getting out, two weeks holding myself so I don't tear apart that fucking gecko
Well, in reality it wasn't 2 full weeks thanks to the 'Energy saving' mode, it was more like half of it, I couldn't just sleep all of the travel, I had to study the maps after all
But today was the day, I exited the 'room' and walked to the back of the ship which was devoid of any life
Still, I knew that sooner or later they would open the door and I had to free fall, again, out of the ship. They couldn't just land and then I get out, I would get detected immediately
So there I was, standing in front of the closed door… Until now
I could finally see the door opening, and with it it came a storm
"I'll be dammed… Hoth."
A frozen forest that looked like Russian Siberia in the middle of winter, I could barely see the installations in the distance even with my enhanced sight, and I was only able to see it thanks to the lights of the watchtowers
With one last look at my few belongings checking that I had everything, I jumped into the abyss with nothing but snow and my servos to stop the fall
I guess I kinda cheated because with every extremity except my tail, I grabbed a tree to slow my fall even a little, without my multiple cameras was a hard job, but nothing impossible
With a deafening noise I landed in the ground, and to my surprise, the snow reached around my waist, compared to a human only their heads would stick out
The trees that I used to slow down my fall were completely destroyed with huge claws marks in all of their trunks
I quickly checked all of my gear and 'clothes' finding that they weren't made in china because they were still in perfect condition, my tailbags, as I called them, were also in perfect condition and with all the little belongings I had still inside
With nothing left to check, my silent march towards my objective began…
2023.03.21 05:13 docdoc5 RPDR Randomized Era 4: All Stars 2, Episode 6 (Drag Fish Tank)
 | The queens walk back into the werkroom after Yara's elimination. submitted by docdoc5 to RPDRfantasyseason [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/qk24ngu42roa1.png?width=386&format=png&auto=webp&s=b40874b0d21f283390db6619287e71e41f080499 Darienne mentions how major it feels to be able to have a second shot in the competition and how she isn't going to slip up this time around. The queens all gather around Yara's mirror message and discuss how amazing of a queen she is. Willam mentions that she thinks Yara likely got in her own way with letting her ego get the best of her because she wasn't really applying any critiques to any of her performances. Silky agrees but adds that she definitely saw that the judges were split when it came to Yara because some of them would say that Yara should change things while others would make excuses for her. Silky then thanks Chi Chi and Darienne for saving her from elimination and mentions that she knows it isn't an easy choice to make. Chi Chi tells her that she had a different outlook on things since she hadn't been around for some of the challenges and felt that Silky showed more inward sight and also more fight to do better. https://preview.redd.it/xfqozzbw2roa1.png?width=388&format=png&auto=webp&s=0110bd301cc7332deabf07a0b858661769bdcbe3 Silky mentions that it was a tough challenge that she just made it through and how she feels that at this stage nothing can stop her on her way to the crown. Gottmik then talks about how happy she is that her and Chi Chi were able to pull out a win in that challenge. She then mentions that she and Manila are the only queens with multiple challenge wins at that point now that Camden is gone. Willam then perks up by saying that she is the only one left in the group that hasn't been up for elimination so they shouldn't count her out. THE NEXT DAY The queens reenter the werkroom and they all gather around the werkroom table. The queens talk about how they didn't see the number of queens growing once they got halfway through the competition. Manila jokingly asks if Chi Chi and Darienne unpacked all of their things because it may not be necessary. The queens laugh at this . Just then, the door creaks open and... - - - - - - - RuPaul enters the werkroom. https://preview.redd.it/1p0u40rezqoa1.png?width=658&format=png&auto=webp&s=952c932015faa1e17c4d1a9058b070440695ac74 RuPaul tells the queens that the secret to being a big success is making it on the golf course. She then invites in Andrew Christian and a few of his guests... - - - - - https://preview.redd.it/igcstq7k7roa1.png?width=818&format=png&auto=webp&s=2fd9950c6d4a5f4745ef50618c0456f63dffa59b RuPaul goes on to say that for their mini challenge they will get into mini-golf quick drag and play a round of ButtButt Golf! The queens get into hilarious quick drag and take turns playing ButtButt golf. Some of the queens are more talented at the game than others. Silky hilariously runs out of time while trying to play the game while Willam is more concerned with rubbing herself all over the Andrew Christian models as opposed to focusing on the mini challenge. At the end of the challenge, Andrew Christian announces that the winner of the mini challenge is... - - - - - - - https://preview.redd.it/oc4k3yiq9roa1.png?width=242&format=png&auto=webp&s=d710b3d532a0530d4ccdfe8c571621e59941902e Chi Chi Devayne! RuPaul then announces that for the maxi challenge it is time to prove they mean business. She goes on to say they will need to create a product that signifies their unique All Star brand and shoot a commercial to go along with their created product. She then says that the top two will get their merchandise produced and sold at the next DragCon! Ru then leaves the teams to start preparing for their performances. PREPARING FOR THE MAXI CHALLENGE When RuPaul leaves the room, the queens all begin drafting their ideas for their product. We see Willam talking with Silky about her thoughts for the challenge. She tells Silky that she is pretty confident in what she will be able to do with this challenge. Willam reminds Silky that she won the branding challenge that they had in Season 5 and that she feels that of the queens in the room she has a strong sense of what her brand really is. Silky mentions that she thinks its about more than just the brand but also making something that would entertain the judges. Chi Chi shares with Manila how excited she is to be given another shot to show what she can do. Manila shares that a part of her was annoyed that queens were brought back into the competition but that she is happy that one of the queens that was brought back was Chi Chi. Chi Chi then admits that she does feel like there is a lot of pressure going into this challenge since she already didn't compete many of the challenges in the season. Manila agrees but adds that Chi Chi, like all the other queens, just have to make sure that they are bringing their A game because at any point they could end up in the bottom. https://preview.redd.it/f2i19ln5azoa1.png?width=390&format=png&auto=webp&s=60efc5a1ec058dd3479c9dcd7020196d7b51695c Manila mentions that she feels for Chi Chi because so many of the other girls have probably already written her off for going home first so its even more important for her to be in the top this week. Gottmik is shown talking with Darienne about how she is struggling to come up with a good idea for this challenge. about their ideas for the comedy show. Darienne tries to give Gottmik some advice for how she can approach the challenge. Gottmik tells Darienne that she's worried about the other queens in the room that have such huge personalities and having her product fade into the background. Darienne suggests that she start putting pen to paper because the other queens aren't going to hold back. Gottmik then jokingly suggests that Darienne just quit so that there won't be an elimination this week. Just then, RuPaul enters the werkroom with Marcus Lemonis to perform walkthroughs. https://preview.redd.it/3lj0i9bqazoa1.png?width=786&format=png&auto=webp&s=7bb6b6e2937609e754ce804a9a24649b3ce4d819 They start off their chat with Chi Chi. Chi Chi does a good job of charming Ru, though Marcus isn't completely sold with her idea. He questions if that is the best reflection of her brand and if her idea is one that can be easily marketed. Marcus also trips up Manila during her walkthrough. He suggests that she is trying too hard to be referential and that it will come across as inauthentic. Silky has a good walkthrough as both Marcus and Ru are eating up what she is saying. Marcus mentions to Silky that she is very charismatic and that he would push her to include some of that into her commercial performance and she would be unstoppable. Gottmik talks through her idea for her commercial during her walkthrough and is clocked for it seeming like it wasn't well thought through. Marcus tells her that she has the strongest visage in the group and that if she could hone in on her marketing strengths then she would be set up for success. Ru tells Gottmik that she expects great things and urges her to go back to the drawing board. https://preview.redd.it/7rn3qyuuazoa1.png?width=396&format=png&auto=webp&s=db00f301a0015066ca484dd37b893f2aec4759c1 Gottmik mentions that she has to start from the beginning and that at this stage she has to make sure she doesn't let RuPaul down. During Willam's walkthrough she goes back and forth with Marcus Lemonis when he tells her that he doesn't see the selling power behind the product that she has created. He suggests that it is too crass but Willam doubles down and mentions that it is true to her brand which was the challenge. Darienne is the last queen to complete her walkthrough and Ru tells her that she thinks that Darienne is holding herself back. Marcus agrees and tells her that she is part of the way there and that with a little more spark it'll be great COMMERCIAL FILMING After some time in the werkroom, the queens go to the set to film their commercials. When they arrive they realize that they will be coached by -- Michelle Visage and Carson Kressley! https://preview.redd.it/f30kgg0x50pa1.png?width=706&format=png&auto=webp&s=c5f1378c74eb212f58f542ffe8f7ef497badb6ea The queens all take turns filming their commercials. We aren't shown the ins and outs of what they have planned for their commercials but for the most part we are shown that Manila has way too much planned for her commercial while Chi Chi doesn't seem to know what else she can do with hers. Willam acts more like the full director as she orders people around on set and Darienne and Silky both make Michelle laugh throughout their rehearsal. MAIN STAGE RuPaul stomps the runway and introduces the judges. She explains that the All Stars have shown off their marketing geniuses with creating a product that screams their brand. She goes on to say that the queens will be walking to the category of Pants! She then welcomes everyone to the main stage! https://preview.redd.it/f8nse0dh60pa1.png?width=802&format=png&auto=webp&s=ecb1e3bf0845cecaf275d2183e698bafae842ab6 PANTS ON THE RUNWAY The queens all display their best look incorporating pants! https://preview.redd.it/n51cigcs80pa1.png?width=850&format=png&auto=webp&s=a097f00b7269e717b4a24f81d23bc93328d1a8c6 Following the comedy show, the critiques begin. https://preview.redd.it/ih57uvpw80pa1.png?width=886&format=png&auto=webp&s=6e2dd3f2a1f25a17dd205fa331faf73e3f36e15c Carson starts with Darienne. He tells her that he is happy to see her back in the competition and that he really enjoyed her commercial. He goes on to say that her runway look was not her favorite and that he really wants her to drive the fashion even harder. Graham Norton tells her that he enjoyed her commercial but wishes that her prototype product was more visually appealing. Todrick moves on to Willam and and says that he couldn't stop laughing during her commercial. He goes on to say that she has a clear understanding of who she is as a queen and how to sell that to the masses. Michelle tells Willam that she tis so proud of her performance this week and that she has continued to perform at the top of her game and at this point she couldn't ask for anything more. Carson moves on to Manila and tells her that she completely burned the runway. He tells her that her commercial was good but that it didn't leave a lasting impression on him. Todrick agrees that while her commercial did feel authentic to her brand that he wanted her to be able to do even more with it because he expects so much from her when she performs. Michelle tells Gottmik that she has her favorite runway look of the night but that her commercial was too slow paced. Carson says that he thinks her prototype looks good but it didn't really go with the commercial and he found himself wanting even more while watching it. Todrick moves on to Silky and and says that he thought that Silky's commercial was his favorite. He tells her that she has a huge personality and that she was able to channel her charisma into a really strong commercial and product. Graham Norton tells her that he loved what she did in her commercial and that he thinks this was a strong showing for her. Michelle ends by telling Chi Chi that while she loves her nod to Madonna in her runway look, that she really felt like the commercial was lacking in imagination and execution. She even adds that she felt that Chi Chi came across as unprepared on set and that it trickled into the overall feel of her commercial. Graham Norton agrees and adds that she has so much sparkle to her but that her commercial didn't tap into any of that spark and came across as really flat. RuPaul then announces... - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Manila Luzon did a great job and that she is safe... She then announces... - - - - - - - - - https://preview.redd.it/av5wqr3ruqoa1.png?width=378&format=png&auto=webp&s=9a70ea052841225c93c585badec0f5f41b8ab49d Silky Nutmeg Ganache and Willam as the top two of the week! RuPaul then announces that Darienne Lake is safe. This means Gottmik and Chi Chi Devayne are the bottom two queens and up for elimination. https://preview.redd.it/7uatvfvyvqoa1.png?width=380&format=png&auto=webp&s=55d1e91c3e9bfa25c2e2866a3b819eeffa1235fe RuPaul then releases all the queens to the back to begin their deliberations and tells the queens that the judges will all be skeet shooting. DELIBERATIONS The queens all return to the werkroom to begin their deliberations. All the queens sit together on the couch and discuss the feedback that they got from the judges. Manila mentions that she thinks they all did a good job and that she feels they needed to pick on something in order to make their decisions. Gottmik sits on the couch silently as the other queens continue to discuss the outcomes. Darienne talks about being happy with receiving positive critiques after her elimination and that she is going to take that momentum into the next challenge. Silky then mentions that she wants to have one on ones and asks to speak with the bottom girls. Willam, however, mentions that she doesn't think she needs to have the conversations because she knows what she wants to do. https://preview.redd.it/da89tyy2m0pa1.png?width=394&format=png&auto=webp&s=92762738593965706556f241aa8ea45463b75a9a Willam mentions that she realizes that she is going up against Silky in this lip sync and that she just has to make sure that she is prepared to put on a show so that she can win that $10,000. In Silky's conversations she tries to get a sense of how each of the bottom queens are feeling going into the elimination. Gottmik shares that she felt she really applied the feedback that she received from her walkthroughs but they still didn't seem to respond well to it. She goes on to add that she doesn't feel like her critiques were as bad as Chi Chi's so she is hoping that Silky takes that into consideration. Chi Chi tells Silky that she realizes that she wasn't around as long as Gottmik but that she really wants the chance to be able to continue to show what she can do because she doesn't think this should be the end of the road for her. https://preview.redd.it/unjsqh3jn0pa1.png?width=384&format=png&auto=webp&s=fe46af34cb44408e10bcdc9555cc38e8aa6c98a1 Chi Chi mentions how frustrating it is to be back in the bottom right after returning. She goes on to say that she really hopes that Willam and Silky think it's best to keep her in the competition. Following their chats Silky and Willam are then shown approaching the box of lip sticks to choose the queen that they are going to eliminate. https://preview.redd.it/lcsyi622xqoa1.png?width=244&format=png&auto=webp&s=e99efe6eca645595992c36aeb695de25648c28ad BACK ON THE MAIN STAGE RuPaul announces that two top All Stars stand before her. This is their last chance to impress her, win $10,000, and give one of the bottom queens the chop. They had to prepare a lip-sync performance to the song Cherry Bomb by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts. The time has come for them to lip sync for their legacy! https://preview.redd.it/l74i3sycwqoa1.png?width=1186&format=png&auto=webp&s=ad7969ce57c7b0e5fb3e6b291428dc71220c76a6 Good luck and don't FUCK it up! The lip-sync is top tier!! Each queen takes their own approach to the song with Willam leaning more into being a sexy rocker as she rubs all over her body and grinds on the floor. Silky amps up the attitude and really plays into the energy of the song as she air guitars and uses the entire stage. The lip sync ends and RuPaul announces... - - - - - - - - Silky Nutmeg Ganache... you're a winner baby! She goes on to tell Silky that she has each won a cash tip of $10,000!! She then asks the bottom 2 queens to step forward. She tells them that if Silky has their lip stick that they would be getting the chop. She tells Silky that with great power comes great responsibility. She asks her who she has chosen to get the chop. Silky starts off by saying that she had a tough time making this decision because both of the queens in the bottom have shown how sickening they are. She goes on to say that she realized a decision had to be made and that she ended up going with her gut and what she thought would be the right choice. She then pulls out... - - - - - - - - Chi Chi's Lip Stick! Chi Chi smiles and hugs Gottmik and whispers something in her ear. As it is written, so shall it be done.... Chi Chi Devayne... sashay away. The queens clap for Chi Chi as she departs the main stage. 5 Queens Remain...AGAIN!! SPREADSHEET |
2023.03.21 04:59 Positive_Elk_5352 Ticketed for going 99 on a 65 in Sullivan county
Yes, I'm a reckless asshole for going that fast.
For what it's worth, I wasn't bobbing and weaving in busy traffic. This was on the NY-17, on a long, straight downhill section. With great visibility, literally no cars in sight and a long, straight road ahead of me I figured this was my one best chance to hit the (in hindsight, pointless) 100MPH milestone.
Safe to say my dumb ass didn't account for the cops having that exact same idea and I got busted. 23m, first ever ticket, clean driving record.
Some of the advice on Reddit is to plead not guilty and show up dressed nicely, and admit your fault to the DA and hope he allows you to plead down your penalties. But with a speeding ticket this egregious I feel like a lawyer is mandatory. I'm looking at up to 8 points plus extra fines.
If you've been dinged on a similar magnitude: how fucked am I?
If this sub's rules allow for it, do you have any recommendations for traffic attorneys in the area? What does the pricing look like? I called up a well-reviewed one and to be honest he sounded extremely lackadaisical and uncaring. Asked me to screenshot my ticket to him and then Zelle him a 450 fee to show up for me. Is this the expected process/price?
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For what it's worth, I wasn't bobbing and weaving in busy traffic. This was on the NY-17, on a long, straight downhill section. With great visibility, literally no cars in sight and a long, straight road ahead of me I figured this was my one best chance to hit the (in hindsight, pointless) 100MPH milestone.
Safe to say my dumb ass didn't account for the cops having that exact same idea and I got busted. 23m, first ever ticket, clean driving record.
Some of the advice on Reddit is to plead not guilty and show up dressed nicely, and admit your fault to the DA and hope he allows you to plead down your penalties. But with a speeding ticket this egregious I feel like a lawyer is mandatory. I'm looking at up to 8 points plus extra fines.
If you've been dinged on a similar magnitude: how fucked am I?
If this sub's rules allow for it, do you have any recommendations for traffic attorneys in the area? What does the pricing look like? I called up a well-reviewed one and to be honest he sounded extremely lackadaisical and uncaring. Asked me to screenshot my ticket to him and then Zelle him a 450 fee to show up for me. Is this the expected process/price?