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I banked the fire and stared into the golden eyes of Beatale before I crept into my makeshift tent.
I still had my auric vision running and couldn’t help but notice the thin silver cord that ran from me to Horse. Firming up my aura, I reached out with my hand and grabbed it. I could feel the nearly imperceptible vibration between my fingers as I used my mind to probe at the thread. I could feel a bright spark of intellect, a light at the end of a tunnel. Pushing with my mind, I slid down the thread until the spark grew larger and eventually filled my inner vision with a hazy white light. Horsey thoughts nudged at me curiously.
I slid into the haze and immediately lost all sense of direction. If it wasn’t for the silver thread, I’d have no idea how to exit this shifting white fog. Horsey thoughts got stronger as I followed the thread while the haze thinned and cleared to reveal an endless prairie of green grass. I found myself standing before a naked man wearing a horse mask and I stared in shock. It was obviously me wearing a cheap costume horse mask — there was no mistaking my tattoos.
“What did you expect?” Horse neighed at me. “I am you and you are me and we are all together. Goo goo ga joob.”
Horse made a shooing motion with his hands and I accelerated backwards through the white haze and slammed into my own body with a gasp. I stared at the tarp overhead for a long minute, processing this new revelation. Horse was a part of me, a piece of my spirit. Whatever psychic stuff I did with that silver cord lead me into a house of mirrors where I got to look at myself pretending to be a horse. I can’t even deal with that right now.
Rolling into my blankets, I dropped off to sleep.
*Ding*
-=- - Welcome to the Dreamworld - Included in the Psychic Skills pack, the Inner Sanctum is your psychic domain. It is the mental fortress that you must secure and maintain to defend against psychic and spiritual assaults. All of your neurosis and fears are symbolised in this realm and must be defeated or subjugated before you can become master of the domain. Good luck. -=-
I banished the pop-up and looked around. I knew I was asleep, but everything was just as real as when I was awake. I was breathing, I could feel the floor under my feet, and if it weren’t for the pop-up, I would have sworn I had been teleported. The room I was in resembled an oversized luxury prison cell, maybe a thirty foot cube. No windows. Rough stone walls with thick mortar. Large brass wall sconces were set directly into the stone and suffused the room with a warm, golden light provided by glowing rocks. The stone floor had colourful Persian rugs tastefully placed. A high plaster ceiling was painted with a rendition of Michelangelo’s ‘Creation of Adam’, depicting me as both Adam and God.
There was a comfy sofa in front of a large screen television that hung from one wall and an ornate grandfather clock ticked loudly in the corner. It was currently 10:08 PM. Another wall was a floor to ceiling bookshelf, stuffed with books of varying sizes. The third wall was covered with pictures and I could see at a glance that they were images from my life. The fourth wall had a thick riveted steel door on the right side, a full sized mirror on the left, and a computer workstation in the middle.
The picture wall was my first target. A few were quite large, nearly life sized, while others were tiny prints no larger than the palm of my hand. Scenes of my life were displayed in each one. The largest was me riding Horse with a shit-scared expression, shooting at a pack of wolves. Others were smaller, each with different frames. Some ornate gold or silver, others plain wood, a few wrapped in briars or barbed wire. Nanny Ramsey holding me as a young child. My dog Jean with a red ball in his mouth. My parents, screaming at me. I turned my attention to the books. Books are safe. Books don’t judge you.
The sweet, musty scent of a used book store filled my nostrils as I drew close to the honey coloured shelves. Hundreds of volumes filled the wall from floor to ceiling, with a ladder that could be rolled along a rail to access the top. I smiled at the sight. I had always wanted a library like this. I pulled a book at random and read the title, “Confused Fantasies about Joseph Harris, part XXIV of the Middle School Years”.
I slid the book back onto the shelf. Let’s see what’s on TV.
The remote was a slim, futuristic looking affair with a minimum of buttons. I pointed it at the television and moments later the huge screen came to life and presented me with a simple menu for movies, divided into six categories: Happy, Surprised, Afraid, Disgusted, Angry, and Sad. I scrolled through the offerings for a minute, reading the titles and reviews about the movies of my life. It really bothered me that there were so few selections in the Happy section.
The number of Sad movies increased by one.
I walked over to the mirror and noticed there was a small sticky note pasted to it. “Astral Realm. Experienced users only.” I shoved the note in my pocket and stared at my image. Sturdy black boots, black denim jeans and shirt with mother-of-pearl buttons, deep brown gun belt slung at my hip, red bandanna and black felt hat. All I needed was a pencil moustache and I would look like the stereotypical villain in any spaghetti western. At that very moment I decided to grow out a goatee. I’d rather be mistaken for a bad guy than a victim.
So how does this astral realm thing work?
The mirror appeared to be nothing more than a mirror. It was cold, smooth glass surrounded by a wrought iron frame, and reflected my image. I didn’t necessarily want to go walking into danger, but I wanted to know how it worked. I pushed and prodded the glass in frustration until I noticed my image grinning at me. I jumped back in surprise and it doubled over in silent laughter.
“Hilarious, dude. You got me,” I huffed. “So how do I get in?”
My mirror-self tipped his hat and stepped to side.
I reached up to the mirror again and my hand passed through, vanishing as if cut off. Okay, just a quick peek and we’ll explore the rest of the room. I stepped through and the world shifted around me. I was standing back at the campsite. My body was insubstantial as a ghost and the tarp was a wisp of substance running straight through me. Non living things don’t seem to have much presence in this realm. Glancing down, I saw my sleeping body rolled up in the blankets, a thin silver thread running from it to me, and another thread running to Horse.
Looking around, I surveyed the campsite. My astral vision seemed to be on and had an unlimited range. I could see the life all around me, the distant forest was a sea of greenish-gold, grasses and brush nearby glowed with spectral light. Tiny ghost insects scurried while ghost mice nibbled at whatever ghost mice nibble on. Ghost seeds and ghost insects, I suppose. I turned my attention overhead and gaped at the sight of a monstrous serpentine spirit flying through the inky void. I dropped back through the tent and rolled inside my body. That was plenty enough for now.
I rolled through the mirror and landed flat on my back, staring at the fresco on the ceiling. Vinnie-God winked at me and Vinnie-Adam grinned. Climbing to my knees, I brushed non-existent dust from my trousers and watched mirror-me doubled over in soundless laughter.
“Hey, laughing-boy!” I yelled at him. “You’re like the guardian or something, right? You got it covered?”
Mirror-me stood and saluted with a smile, then gave me two thumbs up. A moment later, his face took on a serious expression and he wriggled his right hand in the ‘maybe’ motion. Then he pointed at me, tapped his wrist, and then a finger to his head.
It all depends on how fast I learn stuff, I guess.
Two thumbs up and a winning smile reflected back to me.
A large cork board was mounted to the wall over the computer and a small note was pinned to it. “Note to self: Don’t fuck with the Elvish womens.”
The computer screen featured a screensaver of me as Vitruvian Man doing callisthenics over the words ‘HumanOS’. I tapped the spacebar and was rewarded with the sound of powerful fans kicking to life as the computer emerged from sleep mode and prompted me for a password. Should I assume it’s the same as the password on the computer I pawned in my previous life?
Password: *******esi
I was rewarded with a sweet R&M desktop and a couple of icons. System, NeuralNet, My-Tunes, My-Movies, My-Office.
System was just what I expected, lots of .dna files and other confusing scariness that allowed me to tweak my physical body and mental state. My-Tunes was a collection of every song I’d ever heard and My-Movies was a collection of every movie I’d ever seen. Not that I’m complaining, but it would have been nice to have “My-Games” so I could play RDR. My-Office was a clone of the popular software by a similar name. I have no idea what I’ll ever need a spreadsheet for in this world.
NuralNet opened up a search engine called Me-Seeks, featuring a familiar blue guy.
I typed in “beer” and several thousand results were displayed, anything I’d ever read, heard, or watched about beer, including how to make it. This right here made the price of admission totally worth it, access to an exact copy of everything I’d ever read, and I was a voracious reader. Sadly, most of the stuff I read was futurology — solar panels, electronics, biotech advancements, quantum computing. The material for steam engines, blacksmithing, farming and the like, were slim pickings. That’s okay though, I could still reproduce the Gutenberg press, the cotton gin, simple internal combustion engines, and basic batteries along with some sketchy knowledge of metal alloys, acids, bases, and other things I had read over the years. All that wasted time watching “How Things Work” was finally going to pay off. I copied a few likely money makers to My-Office, saved the file, and exported to my Notes, just in case they didn’t exist on Aerth.
A popup covered the screen.
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Apparently I could upgrade myself, which reduced the cost of using my Utilities while providing other minor benefits. My Utilities would level up as I used them, which would increase their battery cost, so if I didn’t keep pace with an update to the OS they could become prohibitively expensive to operate.
Stupid pay-to-win world.
So, do I pay 2000 credits for version 2.0 or 5000 credits for version 3.0?
I selected version 3.0 and klicked [Install]. After watching it download the update, it popped up another screen that asked if I wanted to update now, or wait until Midnight for the mandatory update.
I selected [No] just as the grandfather clock chimed 10:30 PM. I wondered if time ran slower in here, because it seemed like I had spent a lot more time on the computer than 15 minutes. Walking over to the imposing steel door, I noticed a bronze key with a thin chain in the lock. There was another sticky note on the door. “Subconscious. Please keep the key with you at all times.”
That’s not scary at all, is it?
I unlocked the door with a loud clunk and pulled it open to reveal a bedroom straight out of some royal castle. I could tell immediately that it had seen better days. The tapestries on the wall were frayed and fading. The canopy over the bed had a few holes in it. A thin layer of dust covered the mantle of a small fireplace set into the wall. There was a window letting in bright sunlight and I moved over to look outside.
I was on the third floor of a keep surrounded by the walls and turrets of a modest castle. A castle that had fallen into serious disrepair. Did this represent the state of my inner mind? One tower was shattered and the curtain wall under it damaged. The lower bailey was full of litter. I could see a few soldiers walking around the allure, keeping watch.
I have people in my subconscious?
Someone behind me cleared their throat.
Whirling, I discovered a familiar old man standing in the door of the bedroom. What was left of his hair formed a white halo around his head, his face was unshaven and covered with several days of growth. He was dressed like a poor and tattered manservant, but carried himself with a dignified air.
“Woodhouse?”
“It’s nice to see the master at home,” He said with a proper English accent. “There are many matters that require the master’s attention.”
“Uh, sure,” I said, hanging the key around my neck and tucking it in my shirt. “And who are you again?”
“Your personal manservant, of course” he said with a slight bow. Walking over to the steel door, he pulled it closed and it locked with a solid thunk. “Master should always keep his inner sanctum closed. One never knows if something nasty will creep in.”
“Thank you, uh, Woodhouse. I’ll remember that,” I said, rubbing the back of my neck. “So what needs tending and how do things work around here?”
He smiled and beckoned me with a white gloved hand. “If master would be so kind as to follow me, I’ll introduce him to the staff and explain the duties and obligations of his domain.”
I’m 99.9% certain that everyone here is just me wearing a mask, so I shrugged and followed Woodhouse out of the bedroom and into the rest of my subconscious.
Five minutes later I was on the ground floor and seated on a shabby throne with the cast of a popular —and probably very copyright protected— animation in front of me. Woodhouse was the head butler and my personal manservant. Pam was the cook and demanded that I start importing sugar and alcohol before she was shushed by Woodhouse. Carol was a maid. Krieger was chancellor and Cyril was the steward. Archer and Lana were in charge of security. Ray was the marshal in charge of everything from the stables to the blacksmith.
I stared in disbelief at the motley crew kneeling in front of me. No wonder my inner mind was in such shambles. I was overcome with an irrational sense of anger at myself.
“Arright, listen up,” I barked, my voice echoing around the room. “I swear to God that I will fire every single one of you and hire circus clowns to replace you if you keep fucking things up. No joke. Circus clowns, got it?”
I ran a hand over my face as Ray pissed himself. “The only reason I’m not putting a boot in your asses right now is because I realise that you’re aspects of me, and the people you represent are pretty damn good at their jobs when they give enough of a shit to actually do them. As a team, you’re dysfunctionally fantastic and always seem to come out ahead no matter the odds.”
Heaving a sigh, I continued. “Things have changed and I need to get my shit together. I’m going to need every one of you to pull your weight and help me help you. Get back to your duties, I’ll meet you one on one later.”
My subconscious caretakers scurried out of the room.
“I’ll have one of the maids tend to the piss,” Woodhouse assured me.
“Never mind that,” I snapped. “I honestly had no idea my mind was such a shit show. I’m very disappointed in myself.” I pictured the Angry, Sad, and Disgusted counters on my personal movies clicking up. “Show me what needs to be done and let’s get started.”
During Woodhouse’s walking tour, everything clicked into place. This was some altered version of Bodiam castle, a location that was on my bucket list of places to visit. The royal council room, located behind the throne room, contained a “living” tapestry on the wall that showed the castle and surrounding land in real time. The castle was located in the middle of a small lake, and a single wood bridge led to the mainland. A small town surrounded the lake and a wall encircled the town. Outside the wall, the land was an irregular patchwork of forest and field, with a stinking swamp to the south. The entire “kingdom” was maybe ten miles across, surrounded by impassable mountains with innumerable creeks that fed the lake which drained into the southern swamp.
“Zombies are the problem, sir.” Woodhouse said, as I surveyed the living tapestry of my mental domain.
“Zombies?” I prompted.
“Yes sir, Zombies” Woodhouse continued. “Nasty bitey things that come in from the mountains and harass the peasants. They’ve gotten especially worse over the last few months. The soldiers do what they can, but they seem to have lost all motivation. Probably because they haven’t been paid.”
“And who pays them?”
“Typically chancellor Krieger is in charge of financial matters, although Steward Figgis has taken over the duty, sir.”
“Then let’s make Figgis our first stop.”
“Very good, sir.”
The office of the steward was run by Cyril Figgis, who managed the kingdom in my absence. It was overflowing with paperwork and charts, books and scrolls piled high on every flat surface. Cyril was desperately attempting to tidy things when Woodhouse and I walked in.
“Yo..you..your majesty,” Cyril stuttered, bowing low. Scrolls fell from his overloaded arms, spilling across the floor. He dropped to his knees and scrambled to gather them up. “I didn’t expect you to visit so soon. Please forgive the mess, housekeeping has been slacking…”
This was the guy who ran things while I was conscious.
“Shut up, Cyril” I said. “You’re responsible for everything in this office. That includes keeping it organised and tidy.”
“Y..yes milord.”
“It’s my understanding that you’re in charge of making sure everyone gets paid. So why aren’t we paying people?” I asked.
“We’re nearly out of Fuks, your majesty. I’ve been saving them for emergencies.”
“Fucks?”
“Fuks,” Cyril explained, pushing a pile of books off a large chest and opening it. Reaching inside he pulled out two small bags and emptied them on top of his cluttered desk. “Gold and Silver Fuks, the currency of the kingdom. I can’t maintain the kingdom when I have no Fuks to give.”
Behold the subconscious kingdom of Vincent J. Carter, it runs on Fuks.
“So how do I get more fuks?” I asked, examining one of the coins. It had an image of me on one side and symbol on the other that could be interpreted as “peace among worlds”.
“You kill the zombies, your majesty.”
Of course I do.
Woodhouse and I left Cyril’s office and headed towards the office of the chancellor where Krieger worked. It seemed that Cyril took over financial matters when Krieger became erratic and proposed luring all the zombies into the city and setting it on fire. Not sure how that corresponds to my own self-destructive behaviour, but I’ve had some dark thoughts over the last couple of months and I’m sure they’re reflected here.
Krieger’s office was much neater in comparison to Cyril’s, but it wasn’t by much. Shelves lined the walls and were filled with an array of questionable items, including a still snapping zombie head in a jar. While the office of the chancellor was supposed to be in charge of financial matters, it looked more like a dodgy rummage sale.
Krieger was launching sword blades at a pig carcass when we walked in.
“What exactly are you doing?” I asked, standing in the doorway.
“Hm? Oh, your majesty!” he said, turning around and bowing deeply. “I’m testing a new invention. It’s a spring loaded hilt that shoots sword blades. Very useful for our soldiers.”
“Stupidest idea ever,” I snapped. “I hate everything about it.”
“Okay,” Krieger said, tossing the hilt into a nearby pile of junk. “But don’t blame me when you need to shoot a sword at a zombie and don’t have one.”
“So why aren’t you managing the financial affairs? Collecting taxes, paying people, stuff like that?”
“Because the population has declined so much none of that matters?”
“What do you mean?”
“Wellll, the population represents things you care about,” Krieger said, going into lecture mode. “And the zombies and other monsters are real or imagined problems in your way. Since you don’t care about too many things the population has shrunk to just what’s needed to keep everything running on the bare minimum of fuks. And since you don’t seem to have any long or short term goals, there’s no need to kill off the zombies and get more fuks. Everything is fine just the way it is.”
“No, it’s not Krieger” I said, grinding my teeth. “My mind is in a shambles. It’s a joke. I want it fixed. No, I want it better than fixed. I want it improved.”
“Oh! I’ve got just the thing for that!” He said, digging around in his pockets, “It’s a spring-loaded hilt that shoots swords!”
Pam and Cheryl were hanging out a gallery window jeering at Archer and Lana sparring in the inner courtyard.
“What the hell are you doing!” I snapped
They whirled in surprise and then dropped into deep curtseys.
“Your majesty!”
I took a deep breath, trying to regain my centre. “Get to work cleaning this place up. Find a room, clean it, and move on to the next. Start with my bedroom, then the throne room and the council chamber, then everything else.”
Cheryl spoke up. “Can’t do it. We got no fuks to clean with.”
“You need fuks to clean?”
“Gotta buy stuff,” Pam said. “Cleaning supplies, food. You wanna eat, you’re gonna have to spend some fuks.”
“Talk to Cyril,” I ordered. “Tell him I said to get you supplied.”
They ran off in the direction of the stewards office.
I watched Archer and Lana bashing each other enthusiastically through the window.
Several minutes later the sparring couple stopped and bowed when Woodhouse and I stepped into the inner courtyard.
“Your majesty”
“My liege”
“Enough,” I said. “If you have enough energy to smash each other, you have enough energy to smash zombies. Tell me what I need to know so I can start gathering fuks.”
Archer shrugged and spoke first. “You just kill the zombies and other monsters. They drop fuks.”
“Anything special about the zombies?” I asked. “Are they fast? Do people get turned into zombies when bitten?”
“Nope,” Lana said, resting her wooden sword on her shoulder. “Most of them are slow shamblers and just need a good wack to the head to kill them.”
“Some are special,” Archer interjected. “Occasionally you’ll have some fast ones, or those that need holy water to kill. They’re just bad memories, figments of your personality that need to be eliminated. Some are worse than others.”
“The zombies are bad memories?” I asked, imagining all the bad memories that I had.
“Memories, thoughts, insecurities, metaphysical mumbo-jumbo,” Woodhouse supplied. “They are endless, but constant vigilance can keep them under control.”
“So let’s get started,” I said. “Lead the way.”
Lana and Archer lead me up to the parapet over the front gate where I looked over at the dozens of zombies milling about aimlessly in front of the entrance to my mind. Pulling out my gun, I began to pick them off, easy as shooting fish in a barrel. The crack of my spell pistol attracted more zombies and I dispatched them with ease until no more were left around the gate. As I fired each shot I could feel some sort of existential energy flowing from me, draining some hidden reserve.
“Gather up the Fuks,” I commanded. “And Lana?”
“Mi’lord?”
“There’s no excuse for this. From now on, I expect the walls to be clear of all zombies.”
“Yes mi’lord,” she said, giving me a small bow.
Turning to Archer, I shook my head. “You’re obviously my personal narcissism, so just try to stay out of Lana’s way, or better yet - try to kill more zombies than her. If you think you can.”
Archer scoffed. “No contest. I took top marks in sharpshooting.”
“That means I should expect to see results by tomorrow. I look forward to it.”
Archer looked panicked for a moment then smiled. “Sure, I can give you results.”
Turning back to Woodhouse I said “Show me what else need attending.”
Woodhouse led me through the town that represented my mind, pointing out each business that had fallen into disrepair, suggested others that needed improvements, and additions that would benefit me. In the distance, I could hear Lana and Archer shooting at the crowd of zombies and with each echoing shot I felt a tiny bit better about everything.
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Hey guys, so as the topic states, I need help with a honey jar spell I’m going to perform at the end of the this month. As sad as it may sound, it is for a reunion or to reconcile with my ex girlfriend. I would appreciate it if anyone can suggest herbs, spices, oils, and crystals that would be great for reconciliation and to pull my ex girlfriend back to be like a magnet. Thank you 🙏🏼

Hi guys, I'm pickling jalapenos (and other peppers) using broadly this recipe:
https://www.chilipeppermadness.com/recipes/pickled-jalapenos/
The recipe stated that they should be kept in the fridge.
1:1 Vinegar and water (3litre of each), about 1 tbsp of salt per jar (although I increased it) 1cup+ for 12 Jars. I'd like to mail some of the jars to friends across the country...
Will it be OK out of the fridge of ~1week?
Thank you in advance

HOLY SHIT I forgot how annoying this fucker is. Every 5 minutes he has to remind you he treats the poor African kids for TB with shitty meds and no real equipment. I get the point of him being some self righteous asshat but holy shit I’m rolling my eyes every 2 minutes the mastery of the 9 y/o with cancer episode to this in 3 episodes is so jarring and makes me hate this guy even more.
Pt2 3 minutes later SO HES NOT TAKING “10 grand” in meds witch would be 10k Africa so not even a real 10 grand be some mother of 3 HAD ALREADY DIED OF TB. Get this dude away from me

I'm getting a case of FOMO and want to do as much as I can because I don't know when or if I will play the game again after finishing it this time. I've just been looking up any side quest I find and all of them are basically locked main boss fights. I was thinking I am going to beat as many main bosses as I can before going to finishing those side quests.
For context these are the milestones I have done_

• I've beaten Godrick and Rennala.
• I've managed to travel to all available regions before getting the lift medallion from beating the main boss at Leyndell, I forgot who it was. I do have one half of the secret medallion already.
• I have started Ranni's quest but only the first part where she asks me to find Blaidd for the first time and I have Seluvis' potion.
• Roggier is sitting on the balcony at Roundtable Hold and Nepheli is sulking at the lower floor.
• I gave the blind maiden one shabiri grape but haven't found her again although I already have another grape.
• I found Sellen imprisoned in a dungeon but haven't spoke to her again.
• I knocked Alexander Jar out of the hole but haven't spoke to him again.
• I talked to the guy that sends to help Millicent but I haven't gotten the needle or Millicent yet. I found a gold needle but I can't remember if this is the one I need for this quest.
• I invaded and killed Varre.
• I beat Elenora and the guy with the very long katana is dead.

So far the only side quests I got locked out of are Irina's quests. I got the letter from her before beating Godrick but when I returned to her after beating him she is already dead and her father invaded me. Some people say beating Godrick causes her to be killed but some say its not the case so I don't know and I don't mind I've done this questline before anyway.

In the war-torn lands of Middle Age, where the heat surges hot and unexpected like a busted radiator in a beat-up Chevy, there lived a woman named Janice. She had just crossed the border into Post-Menopause, a place where the climate inside her body had more ups and downs than a drunk on a bicycle.
Janice was once the life of every party, the kind of woman who could kill a fifth of vodka and still cook breakfast for everyone the next morning. But now, without warning, her internal thermostat was busted. She’d become a human volcano, prone to eruptions of sweat at the least convenient moments. Like during Bob’s funeral when she suddenly started dripping so bad people thought she was mourning more than the widow.
It wasn’t just the hot flashes. Her memory was like a sieve; she forgot her dog’s name was Pooch and started calling him Dog. Her libido waved goodbye one morning and never came back, leaving her with a stack of romance novels that felt as useful as a motorcycle ashtray.
But Janice wasn’t one to sit and stew. She decided to tackle life post-menopause with the ferocity of a tax collector. She joined a yoga class called “Cooling the Inner Fire” which was just a bunch of women fanning themselves while stretching. It was less about achieving nirvana and more about not overheating.
She even tried her hand at dating again. Signed up on a dating site, her profile read, “Experienced woman seeking a man who doesn’t mind a little spontaneous combustion.” The dates were disasters. One guy ran out of the restaurant thinking she was having a seizure when all she was having was a hot flash.
Her kids suggested hormone therapy, but she was determined to find humor in her plight instead. She started a blog titled “Menopause and Other Horror Stories” where she chronicled her misadventures. It became a hit, not just with menopausal women but with anyone who enjoyed a good laugh at the absurdity of life.
One post detailed her stand-off with a jar of pickles. The lid just wouldn’t budge. She tried under hot water, used a rubber glove, even smacked it with a spoon—the usual tricks. In a fit of hormonal rage, she hurled it against the wall. The jar opened alright, along with a pickle-scented explosion that redecorated her kitchen walls. The post was shared a million times.
Life had thrown Janice into the deep end of a hormonal pool, but she swam with the grace of a woman who had nothing left to lose and everything to laugh about. She figured if life was going to be absurd, she might as well get a good story out of it. And that’s exactly what she did, one hot flash and pickle explosion at a time.

Recently i have picked up AiC which is kinda weird i never listened to them since i am a big grunge fan (SG, STP, Nirvana, PJ, MLB you name it) but somehow i never got around listening AiC beyond "Man in the box"
I am going through really difficult times in my life right now and i cannot express how much "Jar of flies" album strums at my heartstrings like none other.
"Nutshell" is gotta be my favorite and i gotta admit i've cried myself to sleep countless times while listening to it. Staley's voice is the only thing that is able to quiet the "noise" in my head. It perfectly says what i cannot.
I kinda feel like this band is saving me from myself, have any of you guys felt the same?

The new mission is… “finicky” to say the least but luckily it isn’t impossible. I’ve beaten it a good deal of times so I figured I’d compile two general guides, one for the diver on a budget, since there’s still new players, or folks who can’t afford to get all the war bonds, And a second keeping in mind the whole arsenal.
Here’s the General Guide For the Diver on a budget: 1: Stop using grenades within 15 meters of the drill. Due to how this area is built there are a ton of divers throwing grenades to clear out something near the drill and the grenades are rolling down hills into the drill, and those grenades do a lot more damage then you think.
2: Stick to your guns for enemies on the drill, if you have to resort to an orbital or an eagle, there’s a pretty high chance you need to restart the drill anyways, as those will do significantly more damage to it then the enemies. I have found great success in the Stalwart for clearing the hordes who pop up next to the drill, and oppositely, the flamethrower is astounding for killing the drill if used too close.
3: Time your reloads. If there is a break in the waves reload the gun, even if it still has half ammo, you need every bullet possible, and do t be afraid to use your melee if need be. You’re going to be chugging resupplies as a team, so don’t be afraid to dip low into your ammo.
4: Don’t skip sentries! The Gatling, Autocannon, and EMS Mortar are all absolutely great options to take for the defense of the drill. The EMS stuns and slows any enemies it hits without doing damage, meaning it can buy you time to reload your gun and clear the objective, while the other two are great for firepower, and the Autocannon can deal with chargers, and occasionally bile titans.
5: USE STASIS!!! Both the EMS mortar and orbital stasis strike can save your ass on these missions, EMS stuns and slows every infantry enemy, and the orbital stasis leaves a stunning field for extended periods of time, while being able to stun chargers on direct impact. Do not outright ignore these!
6: This seems stupid and a lot of people don’t get it, but stand next to the drill. Being close to it allows you to minimize how much damage it takes since you can go around to the other side of it to kill something. Don’t stand off at the top of the hill, don’t try to find a nice perch, get in there, and get your hands dirty.
7: Don’t stop moving when the shriekers appear. If you stand still or slow down, you will die. Abandon any notion of reloading a recoiless, loading an HMG and sometimes even an MG. If you stop to call a stratagem or the ship, make sure you’ve stimmed before you start, as you will die instantly if you don’t, now to reiterate I mean STIMMED. I do not mean full health. That health regen is crucial to your survival rate.
Now for the divers who want arsenal specific tips:
1: WATCH YOUR FIRE. The breaker incendiary is undebatably one of the best weapons for bugs because of its fire damage, but that same fire tears through the health of the drill. Same with ANY explosive weapon. If you are using a weapon with an AoE or a I.Breaker be extremely mindful of what you’re shooting.
2: Keeping in mind the tips above, I recommend the stun grenade and grenade pistol. If you don’t have a support weapon then your primary is your best chance, you need to kill multiple enemies at all times, and while swapping to a secondary might be faster, you need your primaries firepower and ammo. Take the time to reload the gun if it isn’t more then 2 little guys. Keep the grenade pistol for any nearby nests, and take the stuns for a quick break to reload your gun.
3: The adjudicator, despite its rep, is one of the best bug weapons when it comes to TTK. Its damage and AP mean it can kill nursing spewers, bile spewers and everything smaller in one or two mags with ease. Most of the time less. I would also suggest the pummeler for the stagger, the liberator penetrator has also been used to some success as well, but I preferred stock.
4: Adapting Hertz. If you can coordinate with the full squad, then taking the entire shock squad is a great strategy if you are not only coordinated, but accurate. Slap on an insulated armor and get a Tesla tower and arc thrower, it kills chargers fast, can deal with bike titans, and is great crowd clear. Just be cautious of the drill as the damage can add up.
5: Bring a medic set or engineering kit. The stims obviously help you live longer, but the engineering kit in combination with Stuns can save your drill more then you’d think.
6: Dont bother with precision weapons. There’s enough enemies that you are better off with something to spray wildly into the breach, don’t stop shooting until there’s no more movement. Yes it’s a good weapon, but no the Jar is not going to be an easy choice.
7: Be nice. You’re in the same boat as everyone else, that situation being fucked. Be patient and guide the others through, it might seem like a no brainer but as the saying goes, imagine the stupidest person you can think of, and that’s the average intelligence. Some people genuinely just don’t know. Teach em where to aim, where to stand, where to dive. Gotta help the new guys.
Signed, Galactic Commander Bacon_Pancakes, illuminate negotiator.
Give em hell divers.

When I was a kid, I remember my dad watching a film that traumatised me, but he has no memory of so I’m worried that this is all in my head.
It was a fantasy film where 3 men were given the task of I think killing the King? They go to this wizard for help, and he agrees but he asks for ingredients from each of the men. The first guy, he asks for his spit, the second he asks for his toenails and the final guy has to give his eyes. We then see guy 1 spit into a jar, guy 2 clip his toenails and then for guy 3, there is a very graphic scene of him being tied to a chair screaming while the wizard uses his magic to rip out his eyeballs. The wizard uses the ingredients and ends up creating this gargoyle creature.
I think because I found the scene so scary as a child, that’s all I remember. It was like a medieval fantasy film, I don’t remember any of the actors, and I feel like the film was from the 2000s, maybe 90s because I was a child when I watched it. It feels similar to the Brothers Grimm but I don’t think that’s the film I’m talking about. I am also from the UK.
This has been bugging me for years and every time I bring it up, no one has a clue of what I’m talking about. I just want to make sure I haven't made this up. Any help is appreciated! :)

Just came back home from an amazing two week trip with a friend, and thought I’d share my experiences while the memory is still very fresh. I found a lot of useful information on this subreddit while preparing for this trip, so I hope this will help some of you as well. We tried to make it a budget trip, which may sound kinda weird as it is an expensive country after all. But we cut costs by sleeping at campsites, cooking our own food instead of eating out and preferring to hike over paid excursions as much as possible.
We rented a Dacia Duster which had the back seats removed so we could sleep in the back. It’s a bit cramped and the first few days it’s a bit of a hassle to move your bags to the front seats when you want to sleep, but eventually you get the hang of it and it's no big deal anymore. You can probably also opt for a minivan for a little bit more space, but to be honest I think you still need to deal with your bags in that case either way.
Our usual day planning was as follows: we got up early (around 7:00-7:30) and left the campsite by 8:00 at latest. This way you beat the crowds at your first destination of the day. And most often you will also beat them at the next destinations, as the touring buses also follow a specific set of activities. We would usually arrive at the next campsite around 16:00. At this time it’s usually still quiet, so no queues at the kitchen (if available) and showers, so we got that all done before everyone else arrived. Then spend the evening reading; sleep early and repeat.
For the food: an easy option for breakfast and lunch is to just buy whole grain bread and some spreads which do not need to be refrigerated (jam, peanut butter, hazelnut chocolate spread). Another cheap option is the “Oat Burst” instant porridge cups which only cost like 1€ at Bónus and only require boiling water. For dinner we usually used either rice or pasta with some canned vegetables (beans, peas, corn) and a jar of sauce (curry madras, tikka masala, chopped tomatoes, asian sweet/sour, and the likes).
To give an indication, we spend the following on the trip:

• Plane ticket: 450€
• Rental car: 1400€ (split in two so 700€ per person)
• Other credit card expenses: 1750€ (campsites, groceries, diesel, paid parking, entrance fees, miscellaneous, also split in two so 875€ per person)

For a total of ~2025€ per person. We drove a total of 2846 kilometers during the trip.
We made an itinerary beforehand, which we could follow for like 95%. I will share it here together with my experiences. Of course we also had a lot of random stops during the trip, but I will only talk about the highlights here. Afterwards I will end with some useful tips.
Day 1: we arrived at the airport around 16:00. After getting our rental car we did some groceries at Bónus and drove straight to Þingvellir Campsite. Showers and toilets were modern and very well maintained by the park rangers. No kitchen available. Campsite is also pretty big, so we had a quiet corner without any other campers nearby.
Day 2: we first went to Þingvellir, which was only like a five minute drive. Keep in mind the speed limit within the park is 50, even though it looks like a 70/90 road. We parked at P2, which is free before 9:00 (otherwise 800 ISK or so). We walked to the viewpoint and also to the Öxarárfoss. Then we drove to Kerið, paid 500 ISK entry fee per person and walked around the rim and lake. At first I wasn’t too sure it would be worth the price, but we had beautiful sunny weather which made the water color really stand out. Next up was Strokkur, which surprisingly didn’t have paid parking. We saw it erupt quite a few times, which takes around 5-10 minutes; can recommend trying to get a burst shot in with your camera. Lastly we went to Gullfoss. It was starting to get windy, so we got pretty wet by the spray, but it also allowed us to snap some beautiful rainbows. We then ate the lamb soup at the nearby cafe, which was delicious although a bit salty for my personal taste. Our campsite for the night was Hellishólar. Didn’t like this one so much. It was the most expensive one during our trip and the facilities were rather poor. No kitchen and the showers were so cramped that we didn’t even bother to use them.
Day 3: the next day we went to Seljalandsfoss (and Gljufrabui). Road 250 is unpaved, so another option is to drive back to Hvolsvöllur and take the ring road instead. There was a parking fee of 1000 ISK. It was really nice to walk behind the waterfall although you will get wet. To get to Gljufrabui you literally need to walk through the water (and some step stones), so having decent hiking shoes is highly recommended. Because we were early we were almost alone, so we could snap some really nice pictures. Next up was Skógafoss. We went up the stairs, which takes quite the effort I can tell. At this point a storm started to hit the island (orange alert), so it was getting pretty windy. Afterwards we went to Sólheimajökull, which also had a parking fee of 1000 ISK. We needed to walk about 1km, but we had crazy headwinds due to the storm so it took a while. The glacier was pretty far away from the viewpoint, but still nice to see it considering they unfortunately won’t be around forever. Then we arrived at Dyrhólaey. The road to the top viewpoint was closed due to the extreme winds. We could barely see the arch in the rocks anymore because the sea was going so crazy. We originally also had a plan to go to Reynisfjara, but we had to skip it due to the weather conditions getting too bad. We snapped some pictures at Eldhraun and then went to the campsite Kirkjubær II. It had a nice common room kitchen with some tables. You had to pay an extra 300 ISK for a shower though. It was timed to 3 minutes, you couldn’t change the temperature and you also couldn’t pause the water, so you had to hurry up.
Day 4: the wind was gone, but it was still rainy. First we backtracked a little bit to Fjaðrárgljúfur, which had one of the best views during our entire trip! Also paid parking of 1000 ISK here, and the amount of parking spots is quite limited. We then went to Svartifoss which was another 1000 ISK parking fee. The hike is about 2.5km, which may not seem much, but the path is pretty steep up a hill, so requires quite some effort. Afterwards we went to Jökulsárlón. Another 1000 ISK parking fee here, but if you park at Svartifoss the same day you get a 50% discount. Saw some beautiful blue ice in the water and some seals. We couldn’t see the glacier due to fog. We also walked under the bridge towards the beach to spot some ice crystals. We camped at Höfn. The common room was quite nice and warm. The outdoor facilities were still closed though, which resulted in only one shower being available for like 40 campers. So there was a long queue and we didn’t bother. I believe you also had to pay extra for it here.
Day 5: a day mainly dedicated to driving, and the sun finally returned! Close to the campsite was Stokksnes. They charge you 1000 ISK per person to enter a small area to view the Vesturhorn. I was really doubting whether a couple pictures would be worth about 15€. But luckily nature helped me decide, as the mountain was covered in clouds when we arrived at the gate, so we just left. We drove along the coast and then onto road 939, which is an unpaved mountain pass with snow beside the road! Was a really nice and relaxing drive. We then went to Hengifoss. Another hike onto a steep hill. The waterfall might not be as impressive as others, and the red rock bands aren’t that clearly visible like in most oversaturated pictures online, but I still really liked this hike. The west trail was closed for maintenance, but to be honest the eastern trail looked better anyway. The final part you have to jump over the river a few times, so try to not get wet! The campsite for today was at Egilsstaðir. It had a nice big kitchen with couches. The showers were disgusting though. The floor was sticky and there was some brown mold all over the walls.
Day 6: we drove to Hafnarhólmi at Borgarfjörður eystri to watch puffins. Quite a remote drive over a mountain. We arrived around 10:00 and there were literally hundreds of puffins. Some were less than one meter from the walkway, allowing you to make close ups even with your phone. I still recommend a camera with optical zoom and/or binoculars though. Next up was Stuðlagil canyon. Seeing a picture of this was the reason to book this trip. Don’t go to the viewpoint on the west side. Judging from its location I don’t think you can see much there and you can’t enter the canyon. Drive over the bridge and drive along east to reach a parking lot. From this point it’s like half an hour of hiking, but the path is almost flat so it’s really easy. The walkway into the canyon itself was pretty muddy, so for that I would recommend hiking boots. We camped at Fjalladyrd, a remote farm with some buildings like a church and turf houses. The campsite wasn’t really open yet, so facilities were limited. The kitchen had no running water yet, so to get water we had to walk like 100m over a field exposed to wind. Also the kitchen and toilets were not heated, which made it a bit of a miserable experience at some moments.
Day 7: we went to Dettifoss, westside by road 862. Apparently there is also a spot on the east, but I don’t think the views would be much better there, and that road is unpaved I heard. Was a fun hike through snow. Also don’t forget the small detour to Selfoss. Next we went to Krafla. Unfortunately the lake was still frozen when we arrived, so there wasn’t much to see of the blue color. Close to it was Námafjall, where they charged a ridiculous 1200 ISK to park, but I am still glad we did it though. Boiling mud pools, sulfur smokers, mars-like landscape, the smell… it’s just something you won’t find in a lot of places on earth. So do yourself a favor and don’t miss out even though the admission fee is high. We then went to Mývatn Nature Baths and spent a good 2.5 hours there. Still pricey, but cheaper than Blue Lagoon and less tourists, hence why we had chosen this one. We didn’t book in advance. To enter the baths you have to change and shower nude in public. Personally I don’t care, but I know some people do, hence why I mention it. We planned to camp at Mývatn Bjorg, but the campsite was still closed. So we ended up at the nearby Mývatn Vogar. It had a nice big kitchen with lots of tables. The hot water smells like sulfur though. There were also a lot of insects on the campsite, so if you had the car door open for just a couple of seconds there would be tons of bugs inside…
Day 8: near the campsite we had a short stop at Grjótagjá, which is a cave with nice blue water. The water is really hot, so be careful to not fall in! We then hiked at Dimmuborgir. You can take multiple routes, but by all means do not miss out on the blue track, as it’s the most interesting one. On the signs it was listed as challenging, taking 1.5-2 hours, but we finished it in like 40 minutes while also taking a lot of stops for photos, so I’m not sure what’s up with that. We then hiked to Hverfjall. Tip: do not take the southern slope like we did. It rises 145m over 600m on pebbles, and it was just a miserable experience. We hiked for about 12km; if you don’t want to hike as much you can move your car to the volcano instead. We camped at Mánárbakki campsite and all I can say is that this guy is a hero. When we arrived he noted that one of our front tyres was in very poor condition and probably wouldn’t last another 50km. We were allowed to park the car in his shed and borrow tools (impact wrench, car jack, air compressor) to easily swap the tyre. Beautiful view on the sea and also by far the cleanest and best equipped kitchen during our trip.
Day 9: we had a 3 hour whale watching trip in Húsavík with Gentle Giants. We booked it before leaving for Iceland. We were really lucky with the weather: blue sky and almost 20°C. Spotted three humpback whales, one of which would surface every 20 seconds instead of the usual 5 minutes, so that was really nice. On the way back we also saw some white-beaked dolphins. With your ticket you also get discounts at various stores in the town. We then went to Goðafoss, which was right next to the road (also nice for once). Most tour buses parked to the east of it, but we were at the west and to be honest I think that is a much better view. We camped at Hofsós, a bit of a detour, but at least it was more quiet than the other campsites. Clean facilities. The shower drain was too slow and would flood the room if you showered for too long.
Day 10: next up was the Glaumbær museum. We weren’t sure it was worth the entry fee (2000 ISK per person) at first as it looked rather small, but we still did visit it anyway. I’m glad we did, because the interior was way bigger than I anticipated and I really liked it. Then something we didn’t plan: we stopped to eat lunch and stumbled upon Þrístapar. At this site the last death penalty in Iceland was executed. There was some pathway with storyboards to read and I thought it was rather interesting. Next we went to Hvítserkur, and all I can say is: please, don’t. Road 711/717 is an unpaved mess with potholes and washboard texture which you have to drive for 20km (and back). And when you arrive at the rock viewpoint it is some tiny rock really far away. Not worth the effort in my opinion. We also had a short stop at Kolugljúfur, where you can take some nice pictures of a canyon. We then drove to Reykhólar campsite to prepare for the fjords. It’s a bit remote and there wasn’t any reception. We couldn’t shower, as I think you normally have to do that at the nearby pool, but it was closed that day. Near the campsite were a lot of different birds, so if you like bird watching this is definitely a place you should check out.
Day 11: a lot of driving this day, but no problem due to the beautiful views of the fjords. We drove the southern route over road 60. We went to visit Dynjandi. By far the most beautiful waterfall we saw during our trip. Once road 60 goes northbound there’s road constructions. I think they are trying to make the waterfall more accessible with a new road. But be prepared to drive 30km of unpaved road full of potholes while also dodging construction workers. Next we checked out Garðar BA 64 for some cool pictures. We camped at Melanes campsite. It was just so remote and peaceful. We walked over the Rauðisandur beach in the evening. Beautiful brown/black sand patterns made by the wind. We tried to spot seals during low tide, but unfortunately didn’t see any.
Day 12: we drove back to Brjánslækur and took the ferry at 12:00. We booked the day before, and I’m glad we did because it was pretty much full. We checked out Kirkjufell, but it was covered in clouds so it was not that interesting. We parked at the viewpoint to the east, which is free. The closer parking is paid, but I don’t think that is worth it, unless you also want to see the nearby small waterfall (we didn’t bother). We camped at Ólafsvík, which had a rather small but nicely maintained kitchen and shower. You couldn’t change the temperature and had to keep pressing to keep it going, but it was alright.
Day 13: first we visited Saxhóll, which was a fun short stop, but at this point I already saw so many beautiful things that I thought this was a bit meh. Next up was Djúpalónssandur, which is a nice black pebble beach, which has a beautiful sound when the waves retract. There was also some stone lifting sailor game, which can be rather fun if you are with a group. We then parked our car at the Hellnar viewpoint and walked along the coast to see birds, and also to see the Gatklettur stone arch. If you don’t want to hike you can also park your car closer at Arnarstapi instead. Finally we went to Ytri-Tunga to watch some more seals. You had to pay 750 ISK to park for “road maintenance”, but the road to the parking had the most potholes per m² of our whole trip… The seals were pretty far away, but we still managed to shoot some nice pictures, including a cute baby seal. We camped at Akranes, which didn’t really have a kitchen, but we did read books at the washing machines as that room was heated.
Day 14: the final day was for Reykjavík. In the morning it was raining, so we visited Perlan first. A bit pricey, but the ice cave and northern light show was pretty cool. Spent about 2.5 hours there. We then dropped the car off at the Stjörnuport Parking Garage, which is only like 100 ISK per hour. Went into the city to visit the Hallgrimskirkja and to walk around the main streets. At this point the volcano near Grindavik got active again, so we hit the road and parked near the highway exit at Grindavik (Memorial board B-24). The lava was pretty far away, but you could see it bursting out with the naked eye and also managed to snap some pictures. Definitely an experience of a lifetime and a nice finale. We then stayed at the Vogar campsite, as we had a really early flight the next day, so we just chose it because it was close to the airport. Didn’t use any of the facilities.
And before I finish, I’d like to share some tips for your trip:

• If your rental company offers foldable chairs/tables to take with you: don’t. We only used them once, because often it’s windy and thus too cold. Also most rest stops have tables and most campsites have a kitchen, so you don’t need it and it’s just a hassle to have them in the car all the time.
• You also don’t really need to take a gas stove with you, if you can live with the risk that perhaps 1-2 days you won’t have a hot meal (or plan campsites more carefully). We barely used ours and just cooked in the communal kitchens instead.
• Talking about cooking, most campsites we were at had an induction cooking plate, so make sure you have a suitable pan for it.
• Not necessarily needed to buy toilet paper, available at every wc.
• The N1 gas station promotion booklets contain 6 coupons for free coffee, so if you can get your hands on a few of them (e.g. at your renting company) you have a nice supply all around the island.
• Campsites near the airport have a lot of leftover food from other travelers. Now I wouldn’t take already opened cartons of milk personally (you don’t know how long it has been there), but taking things like pasta, rice, sealed products and the likes works pretty well.
• Don’t bother to bring an umbrella, the wind will just destroy it. Rain ponchos are an option, but to be honest just bring a decent rain proof jacket or rain coat.
• We didn’t have any cash money during the trip, cards all worked just fine.
• Don’t forget to bring sunscreen, even though the UV index is low, the reflecting snow and water still burns you easily when sunny.
• Close your car doors at any time! Random gusts of wind may ruin your hinges and possibly result in huge fines from your rental company.
• Bring a car USB charger for your phone. Like 90% of the time we charged our phones while driving.

Been doing diff 7 missions with randoms i havent tried many diff 8-9 heard they are hard so havent bothered yet. been trying out weapons as i unlock em so im only gonna talk about the ones i tried using.
Recoiless Backpack would be amazing if teammates could assist you in reloading even if you have the backpack equipped would encourage teamplay
Supply Pack gives you a refill when you grab a supply. Would be nice if it would refill if a teammate grabs a supply near you so you dont have to give it to em for it to refill.
Heavy Machine Gun really could use some faster reload and maybe mag size ive tried using all three and honestly Stalwart and Machine Gun feel much more usefull and fun to use
AR-23P Liberator Penetrator really needs some kind of buff right now it feels like a worse standard liberator why would i want less dmg, magazine capacity and more recoil? i thought it would be better against heavies but i tried it against both bots and bugs and couldnt find any situation it felt better cause against bots if you dont hit weakspots it´s like tickling against bugs it felt slightly better against heavier bugs but usually you getting swarmed by the other types aswell so it never made up for performing worse against the other lighter types. im not sure what you should do to improve it maybe more damage so it trades medium pen for less mag and more recoil would be fair?
AR-23C Liberator Concusssive I tried using it abit but just felt like to big of a sacrifice damage wise you might stun enemies but you know what is even more effective than stunning em? KILLING EM! i dont care if the guy im shooting is stunned if i could kill him twice as fast with a liberator and have more ammo in my clip aswell.
SMG-37 Defender feels good i like it against both bugs and bots usually with shield against bots tho
R-63 Dilligence i tried it for awhile felt really bad having to two tap smaller enemies so i just swapped to Counter Sniper so i could one tap the small bots.
R-63CS Dilligence Counter Sniper Like it against bots never seemed to work great against bugs cause they are 99% of the time in your face so no time to aim to carefully felt kinda nice the few times i got to help a teammate from a distance against bugs but it was rare.
SG-8 Punisher Lovely weapon against bugs i used it so much it felt amazing when you get swarmed and you just pump out shots and they all stumble back really loved it, tried it against bots and it felt bad cause medium range you mostly just tickled em.
SG-225 Breaker Tried using it against bugs but i felt like i got overhwhelmed whenever i had to reload may have to give it another shot, bots same issue as Punisher
Jar-5 Dominator Feels great the handling is horrible but when you hit enemies they really feel it ive used it against both bots and bugs and feels abit worse against bugs cause hunters they duck and weave outa your sight alot but you stagger bigger threats like stalkers witch evens it out.
LAS-5 Scythe ive used it abit against bots and it actually felt kinda good cause the perfect aim ment hitting weakspots was alot easier i havent tried it much after that cause one of the effects i ran into was higher heat on the planet i was fighting on so never came back to it.
P-4 Senator my beloved i love this gun i dont care if the reload is long just pulling it out and blasting down bots feels great it does feel like slight overkill on the smallest bugs tho.
RS-422 Railgun it feels horrible against certain bots it kills hulks great and demolishers but Tanks, Gunships, Striders, Cannon Turrets and Dropships seem to be just slightly inconvenced by it why would i wanna use it when it cant even take out their weakspots quickly? bugs it felt great against bile spewers but Chargers i couldnt figure out if it was worth trying to kill em with it and titans they dont care about it at all.
FAF-14 Spear when it hits it´s pretty nice but untill the lock on gets fixed dont really wanna go near it, maybe if you could lock on from anywhere if the target gets marked that would help? i spent more time trying to lock on than actually figuring out how to angle the shot to hit the target. if it aint reliable it ´s closer to useless to me.
Anti-Personnel Minefield and Incendiarty Mines hope they improve Minefields like make it 3 charges so i can put out multiple fields to cover a objective cause 90% of the time i place mines then enemies drop in or come strolling in from another direction. i love the idea of being able to lead enemies into minefields ive placed but the cooldown feels to long for that atm. Why place a minefields when you could use take a orbital precision strika and kill em instantly with less cooldown?
Overall the gameplay has been fun but it´s felt very random difficulty wise sometimes you get almost nothing sometimes you get swarmed from every single direction and it never lets up i havent figure out what causes it.

Hello! I am new to Reddit, but heard that it was a good place to find good real-world advice, especially for something like this. I wanted to ask for input on my situation currently at my workplace. Currently, I (19F) work at a privately owned zoo in the US. I have worked here in retail for 3 years, but only recently got into the food and beverage department. Workers like me who work retail or food get paid minimum wage, which is about $15-16 dollars per hour here. As of this season, I found that our tip jars have been removed without warning, and have been replaced with a donation jar that I am used to seeing at the gift shop stands around the zoo. I did not take this as a big deal at first, but I saw the disdain it has caused for my coworkers who are used to living off of that tip jar. I also started to realize what they meant when the new donation jar would rack in tens, if not hundreds, of dollars per day. Often when selling food to people, they will tell me to “keep the change” or say “for you guys” (referencing me and my cooks) without realizing that the jar is for donations only, and the one time I decided to set the money aside to be distributed among all of us (my two cooks and I), we got reprimanded and told that we are not allowed to receive tips at all. This “no tip” behavior has been rumored around the zoo to be about how our zoo did not receive enough donations last year to receive the tax cuts they would normally receive for donating to this nonprofit organization, so they “stepped in” to make sure it was met this year. People rarely even look at what the jar says, and the organization is honestly sketchy all around so I would understand if someone didn’t want to donate to them at all but thought it was a tip jar. I recently found out that this was actually illegal, but my coworkers have advised against me going out to complain to some kind of worker’s organization/union. Anyone know if there’s anything I can do to get our hard earned money back? Thank you!!!

Hey guys, We have been potty training our 22mo and i started off well with her going on the potty 3 times after the first day, but after that she refused to sit on it at all. We switched over to an insert on the regular toilet and she seems to like that better because she can’t run away I guess hahahahaha. She is also taken to the toilet at daycare every hour or so. So far, in the last 4 days we had ONE pee in the toilet at home after like 25 minutes and one at daycare yesterday. Daycare teachers also say she seems afraid of release.
We have tried: warm water on hands/feet/belly, blowing through a straw, songs, books, videos, leaving the faucet running, drawing with water books, calm jars and talking. She will happily sit there (even on the potty now) but noooo pee or poop.
Anyone went through this and have tips? Much appreciated!

lemme explain— this is not what it sounds like
My bestie trio group consists of me (F27), my friend (F26) let’s call her Shroom, and my other friend (F27) let’s call her Lemon. We been best friends for 14 years.
Shroom and I are both in long term stable healthy relationships. We always told Lemon to not force love and to date when she’s ready, to not feel pressured to be in a relationship just bc everyone around her is in one.
Lemon got into a situationship with some dude (M30 - let’s call him Salmon) who she met on Bumble last year in the fall and things have been absolutely insane since. For context, this is Lemons second encounter with a whack man (her first “bf” literally ignored her all day and we told her that she was rushing into relationships just to say she had a bf and it was not good- but Lemon was in denial and blamed the dude- ok girl).
Since Lemon’s first encounter with Salmon, we already were a little weary of this man because he did not seem like a genuine guy at all.
Just days after they matched, literally DAYS (3), she allows him to know of her home address and workplace (a literal daycare) and she lets him drive her to work where he proceeds to walk into her workplace and make out with her and fingerbang her in the a storage closet. Lemon thought it was so hot but we were a little thrown off. Shroom and I were a little shocked because this is not something you do with a stranger you matched with less than a week ago. We told Lemon to be careful because he shouldn’t know where she lives and works this early on, and why was he fingering you at your workplace? Ugh… She was so lucky there were no cameras apparently because she totally could’ve gotten trouble! But no worries, Lemon reassured us that he was a genuine man who cared for her (no he doesn’t, he’s known you for 3 days and yall chat on instagram 🙄🙄).
Fast forward a few days later, Lemon needs to come to my house to pick up something. She tells me that Salmon will be driving her. I tell her multiple(!!!) times for him to park a block away or something because I don’t need this man to know where I live. She says no worries, he won’t park by my house. Except he does, and I get very upset that she crossed my boundaries and did the one thing i asked her not to. She laughed it off and says he’s a forgetful guy anyway.
Maybe 2 weeks into this, she loses her virginity to him in his car and they have car seggs regularly. We tell her to be careful because we don’t want her to get caught. They’re not doing this in secluded places by the way, they’re doing this in random neighborhoods where there are full houses and lots of cars parked. People are coming and going, we didn’t want her to get caught.
This is the least of our issues because we soon find out that they’re not using protection and within 6 weeks, she reports to us she’s taken 5 plan b’s. This is a jarring discovery on our end because Lemon is a nursing student, she should know better. Shroom and I were very disappointed and stressed out, telling Lemon to not do this and to use condoms because she should not be popping Plan B’s like candy. And we were upset at Salmon for letting her to that too, it’s absolutely foul that this grown man kept paying his way through her vagina. Lemon defended him by saying that he paid for them— okay? as he should? bare minimum!?
We were trying to tell her that the repercussions of Plan B were different for the both of them. For Lemon, she is out here popping emergency contraceptives like candy, who knows what the long term effects are on her body? It is not worth it to put herself through all that for a man who isn’t even committed to her. For Salmon? it’s just $50, which he doesn’t seem to care since he did it 5 times in 6 weeks. She eventually goes on birth control for this man and as a woman, i cannot believe she would start BC for a man who isn’t even her bf. Cuz you know, BC can really fuck you up lol (iykyk 😭)
This goes on for months and we soon figure that Lemon is a lost cause and she’ll keep hanging with this man. Here are some red flags that the 3 of us learn as Lemon is telling us about her situation, yes 3, because Lemon herself knows about this and still wants to be with him so bad:
(these are only SOME red flags, i could sit here with Shroom for hours and we can tell you all the problematic shit he’s done but this post would be too fuckin long- it already is too fuckin long and we only scratched the surface!)
He’s been in 9 relationships and when asked about his exes, he said they were all ugly and that he dated them for their personality. Shroom and I thought this was weird because you’re telling me this 30 year old man can’t seem to hold a relationship for 9 tries in a row, and all 9 times it was because the women were toxic and ugly? We just thought there was no need to talk down on their looks, it doesn’t make sense, like if you dated someone at one point don’t you think they’re attractive? So we told Lemon to be a little mindful of the way he talks about women because it seems like he brings them down when he’s done with them- kind of like- imagine what he would say about you if this didn’t work out.
He sees his ex regularly and takes her out to eat to catch up. Lemon is obviously bothered by this but she can’t say anything bc she is not his gf. Shroom and I are like 😐😐 because that’s a boundary that we have with our s/o, to not have contact with someone you used to fuck.
One time we saw Salmon at a restaurant, Shroom and I were visibly disgusted bc not only was this man problematic and full of red flags, he was so …well… Lemon is definitely out of her league.
Lemon texts Salmon and says haha my friends think your hair is weird, and Salmon says “your friends are ugly”. Lemon just laughs it off and shows us the text, to which Shroom and I are trying to explain why this is a red flag. 1) he can’t take a joke 2) he now messed up the relationship between him and your closest friends. Lemon brushes it off and we’re trying to reiterate that if he really wanted to be with you, he would be trying to make a good impression because your social circles mingle when you get into a relationship — but no, he already fucked it up.
Months into this, we ask Lemon- what’s going on? Is he gonna be your man or what? Cuz Lemon basically has been begging to be with him. She told us that this was it for her, she said she was going to marry Salmon and have kids with him. (saying that about some dusty man with red flags 3 months into knowing him is crazy lol).
It turns out, Salmon is not ready to be in a relationship. He’s traumatized from his last 9 and he wants the next one to be his final one. He tells Lemon he will give her an answer in 2 years when he’s ready to settle down. His excuse is that he’s traumatized, he wants to work and take care of his mom, and save money before dating again. Lemon is okay with this and she says she agrees (BFFR girl, she just can’t admit that she wants him so bad and he doesn’t feel the same for her lol). We tell her that she is being strung along, and that Salmon is using her as a placeholder until he finds someone better. We tell her that this man’s unresolved baggage and trauma is not her responsibility. She cannot be planning her life, the next two years around this so call promise he gave her. She denies that it’s a bad idea. She says that he’s exclusive to her and that it’ll work out in the end, in 2 years*.
This doesn’t make sense to us because why in 2 years? Why not now? Especially if the both of y’all allegedly feel the same way about each other. They’re basically bf and gf without the title? Nothing changes if he commits to her the same way she’s mentally committed to him?
She tells us that he’s off the apps and that he’s only fucking and talking to her. But every few weeks, she’ll catch him in a lie and tell us that she’s done with him and that she’s gonna move on.
He said he was off Bumble, when we finally convinced her to go back on the app, she made her profile again and guess who we found on Bumble?? MR LYING ASS CRUSTY ASS UGLY ASS SALMON.
Anyway, it’s been 9 months of this exhausting cycle of trying to give Lemon a verbal lobotomy about this man. Shroom is exhausted and done, she actually stopped talking to her a few months ago and I feel like I’m about to be done too. It feels like Lemon uses us as her therapist, we spend hours telling her why this man is a red flag and why she has to work on herself before dating again, she agrees, ghosts him for 6 hours and then goes back to him again.
Lemons issue is that she tells us men are whack, but this time we feel like it’s not the men. She picks shitty men, likes them way more than they like her, gets herself into situationships and endless cycles of toxic behavior, and then she doesn’t do anything to help herself.
I told her that I’m done trying to fix her issues especially when she’s fully aware of them and how horrible of a man Salmon is. In the plethora of red flags, she only chooses to recognize the 4 greenish ones he has. I told her that I’m done with this topic, it’s not my business anymore, and that she can come back to this friendship when she resolves it with Salmon. (spoiler, she doesn’t even try!!) — this feels like she’s picking Mr. Red Flags over this lifelong sisterhood. She’ll do everything to defend this man but won’t fight for this friendship. I can tell she’s salty when we call her out for her behaviors and when we try our best to protect her and lead her through the right path. sigh
it feels like this trio is about to be a duo, are we the assholes for wanting to drop her?
Edit: i think im gonna send her a text saying that i wish her well but i cannot support her as a friend anymore as her issues are not our responsibility, esp when she can’t hold herself accountable.

Good day everybody!
I am an aspiring leech owner. I used to have a pretty gnarly fear of them, but I have worked on it over the years and volunteered to feed one recently at a reptile zoo. It was eye opening and nice to see them up close and nourish them. So naturally, I want one or two for myself!
I’ve seen information like “keep them in a ball jar, leave em on a shelf somewhere out of the sun, and change the water once a week” to “keep them in a bioactive 5 gallon enclosure with day and night cycles” and I’m just not sure which one is better for the leech. So far, I’m thinking about setting it/them up in a 3 gallon or so glass bowl with nylons banded around the opening, maybe with a couple larger rocks and a wood piece. I’m not sure what else they need…?
Also, do they need a sponge filter or a filter at all? What about dechlorination; is it safe to use something like Seachem prime in their water? I come from freshwater fish keeping, do I need to cycle the little container? It seems odd that I could just dump them in a jar and call it good, but I guess they truly don’t need or want enrichment like fish do.
Thanks guys! Any info about your setups would be great!