Thank you for this universe!
And many thanks to for being a full co-writer on this project!
Kaeden and Vichee belongs to and I thank them so much for working with us! It was an honor!
Sven belongs to Bjorn the Copper Paladin from Discord. I hope to do more with them in the future, and have tons of fun!
And don’t you worry about that final in the title! We have some news at the end!
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{Is the reason that everything happened to Tarlim in the first place?}

{Only up to the ramps, mostly. Trying to impress upon people the importance of accessibility for those with extenuating circumstances. At least according to the records I have access to.}

{The average person knows as much about his friends as they do about Mike Collins.}
<...Who?>
{Exactly. 20th century human spaceman, was there for their first lunar landing. Didn’t get to put boots on the ground, and nobody remembers his name now.}

{Hell, I didn’t even know about him until I put in a search query of niche historical figures just to give you an example. Yeesh…}

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Archived Closed Circuit Security Video - Establishment: Exterminator’s Office - Dawn Creek Division - Subbasement - Date Recorded (ST): OCT 31, 2136 - Timeframe (ST): 11:42 - 11:45
The parking bay is silent. Vans are parked neatly in their spots which frame the hallway to the armory and fuel storage for the camera. A ding is heard and something moves in the hallway. Five fully suited Venlil and a Zurulian step out of an elevator and run towards a van. The sound of a door slamming open comes from the hall roughly 6 seconds later. A stream of Exterminators pour out into the hall from the stairwell.
Their voices are indecipherable as they speak over each other. A Sulian runs into the armory and reappears with a huge flamer tank on their back. Another Zurulian can be seen with an extinguisher tank, but a Venlil bleats at them and tosses it aside. They drag the quadrupedal alien quickly into the parking garage before physically throwing them into the back of a van.
From the back of the hallway, a fluid can be seen spreading across the ground. A trio of Venlil back out of a room while holding their flamers up. They are unlit, instead spewing fuel out of their nozzles. The trio twirl around in an overly animated manner as they walk down the hall to the parking garage. A van pulls out of its spot with windows down so the passengers could let out a cheer.
A black-suited Venlil runs up to the spraying trio while waving their arms to get them out into the garage. The microphone just barely manages to catch him saying, “We need to save some for the predators!” One of the other Venlil replies, “Yes sir, Mafchi!” A short flurry of curses is heard as the gathered exterminators pile into the three other visible vans. Two of the vans speed out of the garage, forcing some other Venlil exterminators to dive out of the way in the process.
The black-suited Mafchi picks up a fuel canister that had been dropped and twists off its cap. He slings it under his shoulder and pours a line of fuel. He marches straight to the final van and hops up into the open rear. The van backs itself up to turn out of the garage. The fuel canister clatters to the ground as it pulls away. Before it clears the view of the camera, the Black-suited Venlil is seen standing in its open back. He is holding what appears to be a flare gun.
The flare sails through the air shortly after the van leaves the frame and impacts the ground. It bounces and rolls until it touches the fuel and ignites it in an instant. A small wall of fire proceeds down the provided trail into the hallway, igniting more fuel as time passes. The hallway is quickly engulfed in vividly red fire. Thick black smoke begins to pour out into the garage as the fire inches closer to the primary fuel tank.
Movement can be seen in the hallway between the flickering flames. The silver form of a Venlil Exterminator is seen rushing out of the stairwell and fighting to head towards the fuel storage room. Before they reach, a white flash fills the screen. The feed goes dead, the error code consistent with electrical interruption.
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{Who was what? Mafchi?}

{Hmmm, there aren’t any tags embedded for them. The suits do a rather good job at making the officers anonymous. Let me see…oh.}

{The, uh… the employment records for that Office were…terminated.}

{It looks like…yes, here. Record wipe in 2497. Media with less than 1 bistandannual visit were removed to save space on the university’s central server. It’s…they’re gone, gone gone.}

{Maybe, but that’ll do us no good if we don’t know their name. And because of the chaos of that incident, nobody has been able to accurately reconstruct where every individual was in that office. We’d have to already know who they were to find them.}
<...I guess that’s another person I’ll have to remember then, huh?>
{...Guess so. Speaking of remembering, perhaps you should check out Tarlim’s view again? Seeing how we were just talking about him.}
<...Sure. At least people remember his name, right?>
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Memory Transcription Subject: Tarlim, the Venbig. Date [Standardized Human Time] October 31st, 2136
No matter how much Sven and Anso griped about it, having them leave and return with the trailer was a great idea. The humans who had gone with them the first time were, to my dismay, excited to try and ride in the back. I had at least been able to impress on those four that I couldn’t let anyone else ride like that, and that they were to help with rigging a trailer with some seats.
I had to admit; they did a good job!
Several couches sat bolted to the floor of the covered trailer and even had some ropes that could be hooked across the armrests as impromptu belts. It wasn’t perfect by any means, but it would work as well as any bus or short train ride! Certainly superior to jumping in the bed of a truck.
I strode out into the parking road and swayed my ears to greet Anso. Sven had stayed behind here to meet with the humans and entertain the kids, a job which he was slightly less unenthusiastic about compared to last time. “Greetings, Anso! Have you made the necessary preparations for the humans to leave with you?”
The Yotul hopped out of the truck bed and bounced to me. “We have! I have to say those humans were great workers to have helped get this whipped up so quickly! I hope Sven has been behaving himself?”
I let my tail wag behind me remembering my last glimpse of him. He should really secure his sheath straps! “He has! Been entertaining the refugees while I made sure they all had their belongings ready to go. Come on inside, let’s go gather them.”
I guided him with a wave of my arm as we turned back to the door. To be truthful, I hadn’t expected Sven to win the humans over as quickly as he did. Needless to say, his primitive attire seemed to spark joy within them, a joy sorely needed amidst the sadness of recency.
As we entered the building I noticed something, or rather, the lack of something. When I had exited only a few [minutes] prior, the building had been full of life and noise. Now, it was almost dead quiet, save for the sounds of a holovision coming from the lobby. Rather heated sounds, at that.
“I didn’t think it was already main rest claw,” Anso mused as he, too, recognized the aggravated voices coming from the lobby. “And what are they watching in there? Sounds…angry.”
“Yeah…” I trailed off as I followed the noises. As I approached the lobby, the sound of what I assumed was a Gojid yelling. “You know nothing about my family. TALK, JUST FUCKING TALK, NOW!” My ears pinned back at the foul language at play, hoping that Sven and the children were somewhere else.
As I entered the room, I saw that I was only half right. The children were thankfully nowhere to be found, but Sven was obviously present, as was most of the facility staff. I was about to ask what was going on before another voice drew my attention to the holovision, the same as everyone else. The voice of none other than Chief Nikonus.
“There were three of us who laid out the groundwork for the Federation. When Kolshian explorers came in contact with the Farsul, more than a thousand years ago, the galaxy was young. We were the first in this sector to escape our gravity well. You know about the founding of this institution, but I reiterate it just in case.”
“The Krakotl were the third,” another voice piped up from behind the camera. I thought it might’ve been another Gojid, but the voice was far too breathy. Harchen, maybe? I wasn’t given a chance to consider it further as Nikonus continued. “Yes, they were a problem from the start; aggressive, disagreeable. We tried to identify the problem, and why they were so ill-equipped for spacefaring.”
“We learned they were scavengers, who would occasionally go for fish as well.”
His next line was rendered inaudible by the shocked gasps of both the refugees and residents in the room. I was no different, drawing in a sharp breath at the abrupt admission. I remembered that Arvi had said some aliens were revealed to have eaten meat in the past, but was this the way it was decided to be revealed? With such abject callousness?
Nikonus continued to speak, looking not just proud, but smug with his words. He went on about how the Federation had saved these aliens with their manipulations, but the entirety of his body language seemed to indicate he reveled in how devastating this information would be to the people he was speaking to. How they manipulated an entire culture, a RELIGION!
What if they did the same to ours?
That horrifying thought struck through my mind like a derailing train. I had relied upon the Tenets in some of my darkest moments. Found comfort in them when there was none elsewhere to be found. To have such a comfort revealed as a lie in its entirety, used only for some other group to control you…
The voice of Nikonus hit my ears again. “Oh Sovlin, I already told you. For the small minority of species who don’t find herbivory alone, we teach them the right way. Doesn’t the religion against predators sound familiar?”
The Kolshian was insufferably proud of those words. There was no doubt in my mind now; this was mocking. Mocking a Gojid for following The Protector. For being a predator. For being different, but expecting to still be treated as a person. The Gojid were predators, they couldn’t help it, and they were already being mocked for it.
What might happen to all the other species?
I shifted my focus away from the screen to the crowd, searching for one in particular. Vichee, a Krakotl already so different from everyone else, and now my concerns for them were multiplied with every word that fell from Nikonus’ mouth. Were they okay? They had come in here to see Sven, I had seen them. Where are-
I spotted Kaeden in the corner of the room. Next to him, slumped against the wall, was Vichee. The dual colored Krakotl’s eyes were glazed over as they stared at nothing. I strode over quickly, my instincts wanting to comfort them. Kaeden was simply standing there, it was confusing that he didn’t seem to be comforting Vichee at all. As I got closer, their head tilted up to me, regarding me with an unfocused eye.
“He was right.” They said quietly. My implant almost didn’t pick it up over the sounds of the lobby. “Kaeden had asked me soon after our first meeting if Krakotl had once been meat eaters. Said it was the shape of our beaks. ‘More suited to capturing small wriggling prey than filtering algae’. He told me. I nearly flew away right then… If I had, I would have been alone with this news.”I listened, kneeling down to be closer to their level. “You’re not alone, your herd is here. Right Kaeden?”
He looked over at me and nodded. “Vichee was there with me when Earth was attacked. I’m here for them now. Kaabra and Venik are… together, elsewhere at the moment. But they will be here too.”
I flicked my ears in understanding. “Then I hope they may help in hugging Vichee until their tears are dry.” I turned an eye to Vichee. “Please, I just want you to know that you are still you. What your body does has no effect on your personhood.”
Vichee still sat, their mind still likely whirling with the new information. They lifted their differently colored wings. “I’m well aware. This lesson I already learned. But thank you, I understand what you mean.” Kaeden nodded slowly and Vichee returned to their thoughts.
“There’s going to be trouble soon, Tarlim,” Kaeden stated gravely. “News like this? Nothing good will come of it. I can already tell this won’t go over well. Keep your eyes open.”
As if in response to his words, the sound of clanking metal hits my ears. They shoot up, pivoting to locate its source. There, dashing towards the door, was the armored figure of Sven. I didn’t know him enough to know how this broadcast would affect him, but running was never the best sign. I flicked my ears goodbye to my friends and rose, following after the metal man. In my periphery, I saw the television screen had shifted to show Rolem moving onto the stage. I would have to miss whatever it was he had to say, so ducked through the doors and continued to follow the sound of metal.
As I exited, I saw that I wasn’t the only one to see Sven’s actions. Anso was bounding behind him, shouting something I couldn’t hear. Sven didn’t seem to either as he kept running, but his gait wasn’t one of fear. He looked purposeful, sprinting in a straight line. A line pointed right towards-
Towards the observing Exterminator Van.
The metal Venlil didn’t even hesitate at the presence of the fence. He leapt up in a display of strength and agility, vaulting over the barrier and continuing his beeline into the van. It was like phased through the doors with how fast he moved. There were sounds of commotion that followed his entry, and soon two Exterminators fell out of the van. One Venlil…and one Krakotl. I wonder how Kalek is taking things.
I, too, cleared the fence with only a high step and reached the van, peering in to see Sven at the controls. “Sven! What are you doing?” I asked, the Krakotl officer shivering on the ground in my periphery.
“They got my girl!” He huffed, “She’s a Gojid, they got her, I can’t let them do anything worse to her!” He tried to activate the vehicle to no avail, but his words brought up something that I hadn’t thought much over. I remember hearing about temporary emplacements that were being set up. Paly had texted me about exterminators bringing people there. Her too. And that would mean-
-THOOOOOOOMMMMM-
The wind hit me like a truck and rocked the van I was standing next to. Sven even stopped trying to fiddle with the controls to see what had just happened. In the distance, near the center of town, an enormous black cloud rose into the air, the vestiges of fire still burning in the suspended embers. I couldn’t look away from it as my mind raced with horrible possibilities as my mind tripped over itself trying to concoct a plan of action.
I wasn’t given long to think before the radio in the van crackled to life, startling both Sven and myself. “Attention all True Exterminators! The truth has come out about the taint in our midst! For too long we have lived with its danger in our presence! If any of you still hold the safety of The Herd in your hearts, come join us so we may burn ALL the predator taint from this District! Rendezvous at Vulen’s apartment complex, we shall start our cleansing there!”
The name of one of my landlords sparked familiarity in my mind. They had been working to build a series of new apartments to add to his old, and if I remembered, had agreed to house the Gojid refugees. The Gojid! Paly was housed with them!!
In an instant, I reached into the van and grabbed Sven by the arm. He tried to pull away, but my grip was too strong. “Sven! They’re gonna kill the Gojid! They’re gonna burn Paly!”
He finally managed to shake himself free as my paws became jittery from stress. “I gotta save my girlfriend! She’s in a facility! I gotta save her!”
“But they’re gonna burn people here!” I protested, “we have to do something! We need- We need People who can fight them! Kaeden! I need to get Kaeden! We can save them!”
I pulled myself away from the van and spotted Anso nearby. He must have had to go through the gate, but this was good timing. I pointed a claw at him. “Do Not Let Him drive off before I get back!”
I didn’t give him, nor the Exterminators who had recovered from their shock, time to ask questions. Paly was in danger, as were who knew how many others. I faintly heard my data pad chime from within my shoulder bag, the signal my heart was beating too fast, but I couldn’t deal with it right now. I could get the heart rate under control during the drive. Right now I needed Kaeden, he knew how to fight! How to save people when others were trying to kill them!
My paws guided me and I was back in the cafeteria before I knew it. Some of the crowd had dissipated, but Kaeden and Vichee were still in the same corner I had left them in, but with their Venlil friends now joined. Without leaving time for protest, I grabbed Kaeden’s arm and pulled him away. I heard Vichee squawk behind me, but I was in too much of a hurry. I can’t let her get hurt. I Won’t.
Kaeden started to slap my arm as I dragged the soldier across the lobby. “Tarlim! What the fuck are you doing?? What’s going on?”
“No time, they’re going to burn everyone,” I breathlessly said as I burst the facility doors open to get him to the van.
“What? Who?” Kaeden questioned, still resisting my pull. I could hear a tinge of worry in his voice, and I knew he would understand. Anso looked back from his position as he heard my approach, and upon seeing me dragging Kaeden along, he grew visibly concerned.
“On the radio, something about True Exterminators,” I attempted to explain to him as we neared the gate doors. This time, I simply spread them apart with my free paw, metal screeching against itself as the gate was forced open. “They’re going to burn every cured species they can find, and That Means Paly. I Won’t Let Them.”
Kaeden had stopped struggling as I explained the bare essentials to him, and once we approached the van, he finally had enough sense to ask the right questions. “So what exactly is the plan to stop them? We’re strong, sure, I could probably take most of them. But just two of us against a wall of those flamers?”
“Not two,” I corrected, letting go of his arm and throwing open the back doors of the van. Still seated in the drivers side was Sven, who looked back once he heard me permit entrance into the back. “We have him too.”
“Wh- the LARPer??” Kaeden asked incredulously. I wasn’t familiar with the term he used, but his tone told us all we needed to know. Sven’s eyes narrowed at the perceived insult, but Kaeden continued. “Do either of you have any formal military training?? Rushing down there is only going to get you both killed along with the others! For fucks sake, slow down! We need a plan!”
“T-There won’t be t-time f-for one,” a voice peeped in from behind us. We all turned to face the source, and we found it was the Venlil Exterminator. They recoiled under the sudden gaze of our entire party, but they managed to continue. “I-I recognized the v-voice. It w-was one of the n-new recruits. They m-might as well be Y-Yulpa. If you w-want to stop them, it’s now or n-never.”
We all stared at them for a moment in disbelief that they’d willingly hand over that information to us. They were Exterminators, weren’t they? They should be allied with the voice on the radio! Kaeden, after considering the information, gave voice to my confusion. “And why are you telling us this? You’re an exterminator, shouldn’t you be trying to help them?”
“M-My husband is the Krakotl that was in the van with me!” They yelled back, stamping their footpaw on the ground in agitation. “I-I don’t care what his ancestors did a t-thousand years ago, I will not stand for those zealots burning who knows how many people! We’re not all the same, h-human!”
I was taken aback by their words. I had given up hope that there were any redeemable souls amongst the ranks of those silver-suited brahkasses, but living proof of the contrary stood before us. Their breathing was only matched by mine as my pad continued to chime in my pack. Maybe there’s hope after all.
Kaeden started frantically looking all around, his focused gaze falling on the facility, the exterminator in front of us, and the rising smoke in the distance. After a moment's hesitation, he growled to himself and shook his head. “Fine! Fucking- if you want to prove you’re different, you and your partner stand guard at the gate! They’ll probably try to send a division here, so keep on guard! And for the love of God, go ask for help if that happens!”
My tail wagged behind me as I interpreted what that meant. “So you’ll help us, Kaeden?”
He paused for a second, an agonizing second as he fully took in the situation in his mind. But ultimately, he nodded. “Let’s go, we can figure things out along the way.”
Seizing the moment, Anso quickly jumped into the van and pushed Sven out of the driver's seat, much to their visible frustration. Kaeden quickly hopped into the passenger seat, leaving me with the problem of finding a space that would fit me. I stepped over to the back of the van and threw the doors open.
The flamers and their fuel tanks were useless to us, easy to toss all three sets out onto the ground behind me. I made sure that the flamers were disabled first, of course. Just had to snap the pilot lighters and slice a hose with my claw. Even if these two said they weren’t like these “True Exterminators” I didn’t trust them one bit. I crawled inside the cramped vehicle and wiggled myself to close the doors behind me.
As I got myself settled, I watched as the Venlil Exterminator started to inspect the destroyed remains of their weapons. I squinted a glare at them and positioned myself so they couldn’t enter with me. “You two aren’t coming,” I hissed. “You know why you’re not. Try anything with the humans, and they will stop you.”
I slammed the doors shut as their expressions fell, just in time for Anso to get the van into gear. I curled myself up against the wall of the van, watching out the back window as we sped down the road. We were on our way now. On our way to save Paly and all the people gathered because their ancestors ate meat. My heart hammered in my chest, but I would need to control it for what we were about to do. I needed to focus. I needed to breathe. I needed to be calm.
Focus. Breathe. Calm
Focus.
Breathe.
Calm…
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Memory Transcription Subject: Sol-Vah, Fleeing Predator. Date [Standardized Human Time] October 31st, 2136
My legs couldn’t carry me anymore. I had to keep going, but I didn’t have the strength. My pants became wheezes as my body struggled to keep up with the physical exertion of running almost halfway through town. I hadn’t even looked up before now, at least with eyes not blinded by tears. The pain of Mute’s rejection still stung in my soul, a pain so visceral it threatened to rip me apart worse than any Arxur. Protector, what did I do to deserve this? Is there even a Protector, or did the Federation just- just make that up?
I didn’t have time to think about that now, I needed to get to the office. From what little I caught of the broadcast, Nikonus had said they saved us before. I knew what it likely was, but…I was desperate. I just wanted to go back home and have him embrace me like he did before. The safety and love I had felt from him was still fresh in my mind, and if there was any chance I had to get it back?
I’ll happily take it.
As I approached the office, however, something seemed off. I could smell soot in the air, but not the kind of soot that came from our flamers. This was- was…dirtier smelling, as if the fuel had been impure. Upon looking up, however, I saw something that made my stomach drop. A huge plume of smoke, billowing up into the sky. It shadowed the sun itself with its immensity and hate. Did the Exterminators burn more drugs? Or…or…
I felt a renewed vigor as I started to run towards the plume, hoping against hope that I was wrong. As soon as I turned the corner, though, my worst fears were realized. Where the office once stood now sat a burning stack of glorified rubble, every single window in sight shattered and multiple holes in the outer walls. The building was split, it was as if a giant knife had come down and sloppily sliced off its front half to spill flaming debris everywhere.
I stood in front of the building I had once called my home, surrounded by screams and the awful sound of flames roaring. I knew now there was no hope of salvation, no way this could ever be undone. I would never be able to go back to the way things were, never feel the happiness I had for that brief time. I was doomed to this life, abandoned by my love, and forced to live as an abomination devoid of a home.
I suppose that’s all a predator like me deserves.
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You read it right: This is going to be the final chapter of "Of Giants and Journalists." With the conclusion of Sharnet and Vekna's adventure, we will now take the time to show how this announcement has affected our characters and the galaxy at large. We're excited to announce our new series, Nature of a Giant: Aftermath! This series will not be quite as in-depth temporally as Of Giants and Journalists was, mainly because not as much will be happening in as short of a time. Rest assured, though, there will still be plenty of action across the board! You just won't have to deal with over half the story only covering a week of time!
In that vein, we are also excited to announce we are working on another bonus series, one that was teased a long time ago, Venric Lawven: Legal Legend! It will be filling the gap for content while we work on the first few chapters of Aftermath to make sure the scenes are as quality as they deserve, but will have a reduced upload schedule to once a week to accommodate for writing two series at once. On behalf of both of myself and , we'd like to thank all of our readers for sticking with us on this journey. It's hard to believe this series has been going on for over a year in one form or another, but I wouldn't have it any other way! Thank you all again for your continued support, and we look forward to seeing you again with Legal Legends! And then...
The Aftermath!!

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Bear with me as I describe what amounts to an almost religious experience after finishing the game for the first time. SPOILERS and nigh-rambling. But I just have to share. I hope you'll stay a while a listen. :)
I tried playing Cyberpunk a couple months ago. Corpo Male, strong roleplaying. When the Johnny Silverhand stuff started, I got really frustrated and quit. I didn't like how the game saw fit to ramrod me into this extremely narrow story when I thought the experience was going to be more open than that. I wanted to play a character who tried to rise to the top of Night City's corporate world through double-dealing and backstabbery...and now all the sudden my character is dying and has this voice in his head.
I was not going to be able to tell the story I wanted to tell.
It was that ludonarrative dissonance thing, like in the Witcher 3, I always struggled to justify doing too many side missions, given that Geralt (as I was playing him) was very concerned about finding Ciri, so there just didn't seem to be time to get embroiled in all these other adventures. So I gave up on 2077. Wrote it off.
But then I saw this randomly come across my YouTube feed: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F0gR_C0Pd1k&ab_channel=JekavacTV
Dude. I don't care how linear your story is...that's incredible. And dark.
I've been on hard times lately. While I was never serious about unaliving myself, it was a thought that bounced around in my head here and there at my lowest moments...and this clip just...it hit me. I always believed that self-deletion was deeply wrong, if only because of the harm it did to others who loved you. Whatever was on the table, that solution could never be entertained seriously. I just couldn't do it to my loved ones.
But I've also been struggling with who I am, who I'm supposed to be, what my purpose is. LOL big club I know. And just like in the clip...there's a certain, devious logic to taking one's life. Just remove yourself from the equation, and the problems go away right? You can end your pain, and maybe even save lives, or at least spare others from the pain of your existence.
Right?
That video convinced me to give 2077 another try. If an ending could be that hardcore and meaningful...there must be something worthwhile in this game. So I rolled a Nomad Male, and began my love affair with this game. I didn't try to concoct a character so much as just try to play V as myself. I really related to his leaving the Bakkers, and going it alone. Also I moved around a lot as a kid, and my Dad was a hippie biker in his heyday, and a mechanic. So it felt true to form.
And then when you meet Jackie...I mean c'mon, who's more loveable than Jackie?
I really started to get into the game then. And it finally started to dawn on me what the game's story is trying to communicate.
I figured 2077 would devolve into a lot of cynicism, and exploit the violence and sex for cheap thrills. Or maybe it would lean on shock value and become doomeblackpill fodder. But CDPR ain't no slouches. Night City is an exaggerated snapshot of where we are now. And V's predicament is one many of us are facing: we want to make our mark on the world, but is it worth it to step on everyone along the way? Even if we're trying not to die? Or worse, just be erased. Many of us struggle with a voice in our head telling us we're fuckups. We're pussies. We're slaves. We're not worth the trouble.
At first I took Silverhand for an antagonist, essentially. A nasty SOB I had to keep at bay, given that my V was a mostly good guy who just wanted a family again. Especially after Jackie died...man his wake, and helping Misty sort through his things? That got to me.
And of course there's that lingering fear that, no matter how much Silverhand may begin to charm you or appear like he's on your side - he's going to take over. V is actually warned that eventually, Silverhand will just make a play to do just that.
So I was careful with him, but I wanted to know more, because he was such an intriguing character, and its easily one of Reeves' best performances. Period. So I invested in his conversations and eventually his sidequests. I also did what I could to help others in Night City who helped me. I was dying, so...it felt like a good time to be generous. Even if sometimes I had to off a bunch of gangoons with a shotgun. XD
Then as the story developed, I began to see that Silverhand wasn't quite the legend everyone thought. He was a man who had sorely, sorely screwed his life up - as well as the lives of many others. He even seemed to regret it.
I even told Silverhand I'd take a bullet for him, after receiving his dog tags. I never expected that kind of a scene between those two.
It became clear that Silverhand was a ghost, stuck between life and death, looking for absolution, trying to do something right for once. And V could help. So I did. We found Alt Cunningham. We took Rogue on a date. We got Samurai together for one last gig. We tried to track Adam Smasher down. I was putting trust in Johnny, and it was clear that he wasn't really wanting to kill V after all. But he had no choice.
I also met Panam, fell in love, and became a de-facto Aldecaldo. Was never sure about Saul, but Mitch and the others were just salt of the earth man. Great little storyline.
I helped Judy, all the way until she finally left Night City, and was glad of it. I do wish she was romanceable by dudes, but...she was still just too precious, I couldn't turn a blind eye to her problems, or her kindness. Her little story with the underwater town was so moving and unique...I just wanted to give that girl a hug man. What a sweetheart.
Then it all came to a head. V is on his last leg. That fateful scene where you make your big choice. Silverhand pushing me to just take the orange pill and let him do his thing, since he's almost in control anyway. Or I could testify against Yorinobu, and put my trust in Arasaka. OR, I could call on my new family in Panam and the Aldecaldos, but put them at risk.
This entire game I felt like every choice was vital. I felt like one slip up and I could mess up my chances of living, or even worse, do wrong by the people I cared about, just like Jackie. But I stuck to my guns, helped who I could...
Which is why I chose to lean on the Aldecaldos for help. Yes, I was putting them at risk. But even though I was beginning to trust Johnny, this wasn't his fight anymore. Much as Johnny might have a shot, I couldn't just give up now. And I certainly wasn't going to trust anyone at Arasaka.
The raid on Arasaka HQ with the clan was rough. Felt like all my choices had led here, and I worried that CDPR was going to punish me for my past choices, given that Night City takes no prisoners and few get out alive. I also knew that Adam Smasher was bound to appear. And having seen Edgerunners...I knew that wasn't going to be pretty. I saw how Johnny's story ended, for example.
There were rumblings about Saul and Panam still being at odds, and I figured the game was priming me for a betrayal or a horrific upset somehow. But I forged ahead anyway, because I was with my family. I didn't want power. I didn't even want to be a legend. I just wanted to live.
I watched Adam Smasher kill Saul horrifically, heard Panam scream in horror...and I zeroed that MFer. XD
Protip: even on Hard Diff, if you have the right perks and implants, you can be virtually unkillable. Only died once. Not sure if that's impressive, but it felt impressive. XD
My V wasn't sophisticated, but he was tough as nails and determined. I wasn't about to let everyone's sacrifice be in vain. Not Saul's. Not Jackie's. Not Goro's. Not Johnny's.
I informed Smasher of Johnny's resurrection just before blowing his brains out with Johnny's own signature gun. Even though Johnny was subdued by the bluepill, it felt like my last gift to him...even as I was moments from death.
Then the moment of truth...Mikoshi. I asked Panam for parting advice. She said "Just be yourself." Normally I'd roll my eyes at that advice but, something about it felt prophetic.
The final choice. Alt had used Soulkiller on me, in order to save me, but now it seemed I wasn't going to get my happy ending. I could go with her beyond the Blackwall, and finally let Johnny have my body - or I could return, but only have about six months, since the Relic had just caused too much damage.
It wasn't that hard of a choice. Leave everything and everyone I had grown to love behind for some bizarre virtual afterlife? Or let Johnny finally rest, and let V return to the world, Panam and the Aldecaldos? I chose life. As Johnny laid me down in the 'well', gently, he said "Goodbye V." And it felt like two friends parting ways. It felt like he'd made a change, and I helped him get there.
And boy was I rewarded. Even though I didn't have long, I had a chance to start again, and maybe even find another way to live. I had Panam, I had the Caldos, and I could finally leave Night City in the dust. "I have everything I need", V said.
This game absolutely SLAPS with hard choices. Over and over and over, you're reminded about how unfair the world is. But if you keep your head on, and ignore the power plays, stay true to your friends, and don't take no shit - you can get out alive. And not just you. The ones you love can too.
Of course, many of you already know all of this. So why did I bother posting?
All my life I've felt like maybe I've been too nice, or too careful, or too unwilling to take life by the balls. But one thing I've always been good at is helping people in need when I can, and always being available to my friends. But for some reason I always looked down on myself for it. I never felt like I was worth anything. I never felt like I was making a difference in the world. There were so many hard choices, and I felt like I never made the right ones. And that I'd just die one day, and be forgotten. Never having made my mark. Just like so many in Night City...
Some days I'd think "Maybe it'd just be better if I was never born." Because I was such a fuckup. A loser. A nobody.
But the person who helps people, who's there for others even when its inconvenient? That's the kind of person who can make a REAL difference. Fuck money. Fuck politics. Fuck fame. None of its worth a damn if you aren't doing right by others.
And that really came through in the end credits. I'm not ashamed to say I was in tears as all these people from my playthrough reminded me how much I meant to them. How much they cared, and that I mattered. All these people had happy endings because of me. I never let them down, not even when the grim reaper himself was breathing down my neck.
It was like all my IRL friends and family were speaking to me in those moments. And finally, FINALLY, I could see myself as they saw me: a man who cared and was trying to be there for them. A man that made a difference in their lives.
Yeah I didn't save the world, per se. But, really, that's how we save the world for real, lame as it may sound. The sheer contrast between the ending I had earned by just trying to do right by all the people in V's life, and that horrific ending I posted earlier was...stark. If you give up, then everyone suffers, not just you.
This game saw me, and reminded me who I was. It rewarded me for it, and I'll never forget it. For all its flaws, all its quirks and failings, I adored this game and all the effort that went into it. It's clear CDPR were trying to say something with this work of art, and boy was the message received on my end.
I can safely say I'm less likely to despair now because of it. I feel more alive because of it. I feel more prepared for the real world because of it. And I wanted to share my experience, if only to remind one person that:
We can all make a difference. Live for others, not yourself. It pays off. Even if it doesn't seem like it at the time. It's the only legacy worth leaving in this fallen world.

Beginning a career in media and communication can be a thrilling adventure, especially for students who have a strong passion for storytelling, creativity, and innovation. SCMC, located in Pune, is a top-notch institute providing various journalism and mass communication courses after 12th grade. The institution also offers BA programs in journalism and mass communication, as well as BBA programs in media and communication. Let's examine the thriving educational environment at SCMC and discover the routes to success in the ever-changing media industry.
Journalism and Mass Communication Courses After 12th:
For students eager to kickstart their career in media straight out of high school, SCMC offers specialized journalism and mass communication courses tailored for diverse interests and career aspirations. From print journalism to digital media production, students delve into various aspects of media theory, practice, and ethics. Discover the power of storytelling, hone your communication skills, and gain practical experience through internships and industry collaborations.
BA Journalism and Mass Communication Programs:
SCMC's BA programs in journalism and mass communication are designed to nurture the next generation of media professionals, equipping them with the knowledge, skills, and ethical values needed to thrive in the ever-evolving media landscape. Immerse yourself in a curriculum that combines theoretical insights with hands-on training in media production, news reporting, and multimedia storytelling. Explore diverse career pathways in journalism, broadcasting, public relations, and new media platforms.
BBA in Media and Communication:
In today's media-centric world, effective management of media organizations and communication channels is essential for success. SCMC's BBA in media and communication program offers a unique blend of business acumen and media expertise, preparing students for leadership roles in media houses, advertising agencies, and corporate communications departments. Delve into strategic marketing, media economics, and digital media management while gaining practical insights through industry projects and internships.
Inspiring Minds, Shaping Futures:
At SCMC, students learn from a distinguished faculty comprising experienced journalists, media professionals, and academic scholars who bring a wealth of industry insights and academic expertise to the classroom. Benefit from personalized attention, mentorship, and guidance as you navigate through the intricacies of media theory and practice. Engage in stimulating discussions, collaborative projects, and experiential learning opportunities that foster critical thinking, creativity, and innovation.
Fostering Creativity and Innovation:
SCMC's advanced facilities give students the opportunity to use state-of-the-art equipment and technologies found in the media field. Students have access to ideal spaces like modern classrooms, editing suites, multimedia labs, and production studios to express their creativity and make their ideas come to fruition. SCMC's facilities provide hands-on learning and experimentation in producing multimedia stories, conducting research, and collaborating on industry projects.
Industry Collaborations and Internship Opportunities:
SCMC maintains strong partnerships with leading media organizations, advertising agencies, and corporate entities, providing students with valuable internship opportunities and industry exposure. Gain practical experience, build professional networks, and showcase your skills in real-world settings. SCMC's industry collaborations ensure that students are well-prepared to meet the demands of the competitive media industry and embark on successful careers post-graduation.
Conclusion:
Symbiosis Centre for Media & Communication in Pune offers a wide range of courses in journalism and mass communication, including programs for students who have completed their 12th grade, as well as BA programs in journalism and mass communication, and a BBA program in media and communication. With a focus on academic excellence, industry relevance, and hands-on learning experiences, SCMC provides students with the tools they need to pursue their passion for media and communication and succeed in the global media landscape. Whether you're looking to enhance your career prospects, unlock your potential, or shape your future, SCMC is the perfect place to do it.

Crazy specific question here but I subscribe to a lot of sports related channels that end up spoiling results due to time zones difference?
I work at night and consume baseball games via the archived radio broadcast on the MLB app, it's not uncommon for my YouTube feed to show me post game reaction vids where the results are spoiled in the headline. Anyone run into a similar issue? Any ideas on how can I avoid my first world problems short of blocking channels or just simply not opening YouTube.

A jamming device plays a significant role in disrupting mobile phone communication. By transmitting signals on the same frequencies as mobile phones, it creates interference that prevents phones from establishing a connection with the base station. This disruption renders the phones unable to receive or transmit signals effectively.
The way jamming devices work is by emitting radio signals at the same frequency range used by mobile phones. This causes interference and blocks the signals between the mobile phone and the base station. The strength of the jamming device's signal overwhelms the weaker signals of mobile phones, effectively disabling their communication capabilities.
The use of jamming devices is typically found in places where phone calls would be disruptive, such as entertainment venues where silence is expected.However, it's important to note that the use of jamming devices is illegal in many jurisdictions, especially without a license.

Legality of Jamming Devices in Different Countries

The legality of jamming devices varies across different countries. In some jurisdictions, the possession, operation, or supply of jamming devices is explicitly prohibited, while in others, there may be exceptions for specific purposes.
For example, in Australia, it is illegal to operate, supply, or possess jamming devices unless the user has a PMTS C telecommunications license. In Brazil, jamming devices are illegal, except for proposed installations in prisons. Canada considers the use of jamming devices illegal under certain sections of the Radiocommunication Act, with the exception of federal law enforcement agencies who have obtained approval.
In the European Union, the use of jamming devices is categorically illegal according to the European Commission's "Interpretation of the Directive 1999/5/EC." France has seen changes in its legislation, where the use of jamming devices was legal until 2012 in cinemas, concert halls, and performance venues but has since become illegal.
Other countries, such as India, have specific regulations that permit the use of jamming devices by security and military agencies, as well as in certain locations like prisons, theaters, mosques, and schools with prior permits and limited jamming capabilities within the perimeter.
It's important to note that this is not an exhaustive list of all countries and their specific laws regarding jamming devices. The legal status of jamming devices can vary widely, and individuals should consult their local laws to determine the legality of such devices in their jurisdiction.

Consequences and Risks Associated with Jamming Devices

The use of jamming devices can have various consequences and risks. One significant concern is the impact on emergency services. When a jamming device is active, it can block access to emergency services, potentially endangering lives in critical situations. The ability to make an emergency call is vital, and any disruption caused by a jamming device can have severe consequences.
Moreover, using jamming devices unlawfully can result in legal repercussions. Many countries impose penalties for the possession, operation, or supply of jamming devices without authorization. These penalties can range from fines to imprisonment, depending on the severity of the offense.
Another risk associated with jamming devices is the potential for abuse. While jamming devices can be used to maintain silence in appropriate settings, they can also be deployed by malicious individuals to disrupt communication intentionally. This can lead to significant disruptions in public spaces, creating chaos and potentially affecting public safety.

Related Concepts and Technologies

In addition to jamming devices, there are other related concepts and technologies worth exploring. One such concept is IMSI-catchers, which are used for tracking and intercepting mobile communications. IMSI-catchers work by impersonating cell towers and capturing signals from nearby mobile devices, allowing the interceptor to eavesdrop or track the device's movements.
Another related concept is radio jamming, which encompasses a broader range of deliberate interference with radio communications. While jamming devices specifically target mobile phone frequencies, radio jamming can target various wireless communication systems, including radio broadcasts and Wi-Fi networks.
Lastly, microphone blockers are another type of device that aims to protect privacy by blocking the microphones of smartphones, tablets, or laptops. These blockers are designed to prevent unauthorized audio recording or eavesdropping.

Conclusion

Jamming devices, or blockers, play a significant role in disrupting mobile phone communication by intentionally transmitting signals on the same frequencies as mobile phones. While their use can be deemed necessary in certain scenarios, it's crucial to understand the legal implications and potential risks associated with these devices.
The legality of jamming devices varies across different countries, with some jurisdictions strictly prohibiting their possession, operation, or supply. The consequences of using jamming devices unlawfully can range from fines to imprisonment, and there are also risks related to public safety and the disruption of emergency services.
Furthermore, related concepts such as IMSI-catchers, radio jamming, and microphone blockers provide a broader perspective on the field of disruptive technologies. Understanding these concepts helps shed light on the complexities surrounding the use of communication-blocking devices and how they impact our daily lives.
Overall, the use of jamming devices should be approached with caution and in compliance with the laws and regulations of respective jurisdictions. Balancing the need for privacy or maintaining silence with the potential risks and legal implications is essential to ensure a safe and functional communication environment for all.
A jamming device plays a significant role in disrupting mobile phone communication. By transmitting signals on the same frequencies as mobile phones, it creates interference that prevents phones from establishing a connection with the base station. This disruption renders the phones unable to receive or transmit signals effectively.
The way jamming devices work is by emitting radio signals at the same frequency range used by mobile phones. This causes interference and blocks the signals between the mobile phone and the base station. The strength of the jamming device's signal overwhelms the weaker signals of mobile phones, effectively disabling their communication capabilities.
The use of jamming devices is typically found in places where phone calls would be disruptive, such as entertainment venues where silence is expected.However, it's important to note that the use of jamming devices is illegal in many jurisdictions, especially without a license.

Legality of Jamming Devices in Different Countries

The legality of jamming devices varies across different countries. In some jurisdictions, the possession, operation, or supply of jamming devices is explicitly prohibited, while in others, there may be exceptions for specific purposes.
For example, in Australia, it is illegal to operate, supply, or possess jamming devices unless the user has a PMTS C telecommunications license. In Brazil, jamming devices are illegal, except for proposed installations in prisons. Canada considers the use of jamming devices illegal under certain sections of the Radiocommunication Act, with the exception of federal law enforcement agencies who have obtained approval.
In the European Union, the use of jamming devices is categorically illegal according to the European Commission's "Interpretation of the Directive 1999/5/EC." France has seen changes in its legislation, where the use of jamming devices was legal until 2012 in cinemas, concert halls, and performance venues but has since become illegal.
Other countries, such as India, have specific regulations that permit the use of jamming devices by security and military agencies, as well as in certain locations like prisons, theaters, mosques, and schools with prior permits and limited jamming capabilities within the perimeter.
It's important to note that this is not an exhaustive list of all countries and their specific laws regarding jamming devices. The legal status of jamming devices can vary widely, and individuals should consult their local laws to determine the legality of such devices in their jurisdiction.

Consequences and Risks Associated with Jamming Devices

The use of jamming devices can have various consequences and risks. One significant concern is the impact on emergency services. When a jamming device is active, it can block access to emergency services, potentially endangering lives in critical situations. The ability to make an emergency call is vital, and any disruption caused by a jamming device can have severe consequences.
Moreover, using jamming devices unlawfully can result in legal repercussions. Many countries impose penalties for the possession, operation, or supply of jamming devices without authorization. These penalties can range from fines to imprisonment, depending on the severity of the offense.
Another risk associated with jamming devices is the potential for abuse. While jamming devices can be used to maintain silence in appropriate settings, they can also be deployed by malicious individuals to disrupt communication intentionally. This can lead to significant disruptions in public spaces, creating chaos and potentially affecting public safety.

Related Concepts and Technologies

In addition to jamming devices, there are other related concepts and technologies worth exploring. One such concept is IMSI-catchers, which are used for tracking and intercepting mobile communications. IMSI-catchers work by impersonating cell towers and capturing signals from nearby mobile devices, allowing the interceptor to eavesdrop or track the device's movements.
Another related concept is radio jamming, which encompasses a broader range of deliberate interference with radio communications. While jamming devices specifically target mobile phone frequencies, radio jamming can target various wireless communication systems, including radio broadcasts and Wi-Fi networks.
Lastly, microphone blockers are another type of device that aims to protect privacy by blocking the microphones of smartphones, tablets, or laptops. These blockers are designed to prevent unauthorized audio recording or eavesdropping.

Conclusion

Jamming devices, or blockers, play a significant role in disrupting mobile phone communication by intentionally transmitting signals on the same frequencies as mobile phones. While their use can be deemed necessary in certain scenarios, it's crucial to understand the legal implications and potential risks associated with these devices.
For anyone considering the adoption of such technology, reputable providers like JammerX offer a range of signal-blocking solutions tailored to various workplace needs.

2024 County Championship - Round 7 - Day 1
ECB nvPlay Match Centre - Central Repository of Scorecards and clips of every boundary and wicket
Live Video Streams: Every match is broadcast free online and available worldwide. These streams are hosted on the home team's YouTube channels which are linked against each match below. They can also be accessed on the ECB Website (free account required) and via nvPlay (linked above)
Live Radio Streams: Ball-by-ball radio coverage of every match is provided by BBC Local Radio. The radio streams are found on the BBC Live Text Commentary Page for the day and are accessible worldwide.
All of today's matches start at 11:00 BST. Lunch is at 1pm. Tea at 3:40pm or after 64 overs, whichever is later. Stumps at 6pm or when they finish the 96 overs for the day, whichever is later.
Division 1
Essex vs Warwickshire at The Essex County Ground - YouTube - Weather Forecast - Scorecard
Lancashire vs Durham at Stanley Park - YouTube - Weather Forecast - Scorecard
Nottinghamshire vs Hampshire at Trent Bridge - YouTube - Weather Forecast - Scorecard
Somerset vs Kent at The County Ground, Taunton - YouTube - Weather Forecast - Scorecard
Surrey vs Worcestershire at The Oval - YouTube - Weather Forecast - Scorecard
Division 2
Derbyshire vs Northamptonshire at The County Cricket Ground, Derby - YouTube - Weather Forecast - Scorecard
Glamorgan vs Middlesex at Sophia Gardens - YouTube - Weather Forecast - Scorecard
Leicestershire vs Gloucestershire at Grace Road - YouTube - Weather Forecast - Scorecard
Sussex vs Yorkshire at The County Cricket Ground, Hove - YouTube - Weather Forecast - Scorecard
Standings after Round 6:
Division 1

		P	W	T	L	D	A	BatBP	BowBP	Adj	Pts
1	Surrey	5	3	0	0	2	0	16	15	0	95
2	Essex	5	2	0	1	2	0	12	14	0	74
3	Somerset	5	1	0	0	4	0	11	13	0	72
4	Nottinghamshire	5	1	0	1	3	0	11	14	0	65
5	Durham	5	1	0	0	3	1	8	5	0	61
6	Warwickshire	5	0	0	1	4	0	15	12	0	59
7	Worcestershire	5	0	0	1	4	0	13	13	0	58
8	Kent	5	1	0	1	3	0	5	11	0	56
9	Hampshire	5	0	0	1	3	1	7	7	-2*	44
10	Lancashire	5	0	0	3	2	0	5	10	0	31

^{* Hampshire: 2 points deducted for slow over-rate in match against Surrey on 26th April 2024}
Division 2

		P	W	T	L	D	A	BatBP	BowBP	Adj	Pts
1	Sussex	5	2	0	1	2	0	17	14	-1*	78
2	Middlesex	5	1	0	0	4	0	9	11	0	68
3	Leicestershire	5	0	0	0	5	0	17	11	0	68
4	Glamorgan	5	1	0	0	4	0	9	10	0	67
5	Gloucestershire	5	1	0	1	2	1	11	11	0	62
6	Yorkshire	5	0	0	1	4	0	13	15	0	60
7	Northamptonshire	5	0	0	1	4	0	14	11	0	57
8	Derbyshire	5	0	0	1	3	1	4	8	-1*	43

^{* Derbyshire: 1 point deducted for slow over-rate in match against Sussex on 3rd May 2024, Sussex: 1 point deducted for slow over-rate in match against Derbyshire on 3rd May 2024}
Structure of the Championship: Two divisions of 10 and 8, playing 14 matches each. This means in Division One, each team will play 5 of the other teams twice and four of the other teams only once.
Points: 16 for a win, 8 for a draw, 8 for a tie, 8 for an Abandonment. 1 bonus point for reaching 250 runs. 1 additional point for each 50 runs after that scored within the first 110 overs of the first innings. Maximum 5 points for 450. 1 bonus point for each 3 wickets taken in the first 110 overs of the first innings

Please post your simple success stories in the comments.
Old Weekly Success Stories Threads
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Are you new to Neville Goddard or still struggling with some of the basics for manifesting? Then start here. Read this post in full and if you still have questions feel free to post them in the comments.
This entire post and the links included should be read before you begin.
It is recommended you read Neville's books and a great lecture series to start with is the five lessons. There is a wealth of information in his works.
Feeling is the Secret
At Your Command
Awakened Imagination and the Search
Freedom for All
Out of this World
Prayer, the art of believing
Seedtime and Harvest
The Law and the Promise
The Power of Awareness
Your Faith is your Fortune
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Lesson 5
Lessons Q and A
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Frequently Asked Questions
Can I manifest XYZ? Is anything possible?
Yes, anything is possible.
Neville's lecture All things are Possible
How do I manifest XYZ?
All manifestations use the same technique(s). To get good simply takes practice and imagination.
Imagining Creates
Here are great posts to review:
Complete list of techniques
How to perfectly use the law
Neville's technique for manifesting
How often should I visit my scene? How many times should I loop the scene?
There is no hard and fast rule, you want your short scene to feel natural - you are what you are conscious of being.
Reminder that there is no hard and fast rule
What is SATS?
State Akin to Sleep (SATS) refers to the deep state of consciousness during meditation or just before falling asleep. In SATS, the body is relaxed, but control over the mind is retained. It is used to create vivid visualizations in imagination for the purposes of manifesting.
After you have decided on the action which implies that your desire has been realized, then sit in your nice comfortable chair or lie flat on your back, close your eyes for the simple reason it helps to induce this state that borders on sleep. The minute you feel this lovely drowsy state, or the feeling of gathered togetherness, wherein you feel- I could move if I wanted to, but I do not want to, I could open my eyes if I wanted to, but I do not want to. When you get that feeling you can be quite sure that you are in the perfect state to pray successfully.
What is an SP?
Specific person, usually a crush. There is a group specifically for SP related content, nevillegoddardsp
How to manifest your SP
Assuming a feeling to get your SP
What is the Lullaby Method?
In SATS, instead of visualizing, repeat an affirmation to oneself again and again, building the feeling of it being true.
What is Revision?
Revision is revising in imagination events that have happened in the past as a way of mitigating their effects in the future.
The Pruning Shears of Revision
What is Door Slamming/You are in Barbados/Living in the End/State of the Wish Fulfilled?
Closing your mind to any other possibility besides your outcome. Assuming your desire is true and not questioning it.
Do we have free will?
Free will is your will to chose whatever state you desire. Every state exists. You read more here
What is a state?
A state is an assumption. Your concept of self.
Many Mansions
Perfect Image
Occupy a State
What does it mean to capture the feeling?
How would you feel if you had your desire now? That’s the feeling.
Helpful post on the feeling
Can I manifest multiple things at once?
Yes. Please see question #5 in Lessons Q&A for more information.