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2013.06.02 04:38 gondor2222 almostperfectloops
For those loops that are looped well but not well enough to belong on /perfectloops
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2015.06.25 01:30 Nulono Stating Current Year
\>2016 \>still needing a description Are you a time traveler from the future (or the past) who desperately needs to find out the current year? Fortunately, you don't need to ask random strangers or go searching for today's paper anymore. Just state your opinion on the Internet, and people will come flocking to condescendingly inform you of what year it is, as if the current year should suffice in place of an actual argument.
2024.05.20 04:31 skerinks Speaker upgrade on 2024 XSE Tech Pkg w/JBL
I’m not happy with this JBL system, so decided to upgrade. I figured I’d start with the speakers, see how it sounds, then go from there with an amp & DSP if wanted. I haven’t kept up with car audio brands for the last decade or longer, as all my previous ‘premium’ systems were satisfactory to me. So instead of spending my time researching, I just hit the cheat button and called Crutchfield. They recommended:
Rears: these were easy, but did require a bit of thinking, it wasn’t simply a drop-in replacement. Crutchfield did send the speaker brackets for the door (and they bolted onto the doohole just fine), but the RFord 6¾ speakers didn’t line up with any of the pre-drilled holes in the speaker bracket. So I had to lay the speaker on the bracket, make some marks on the bracket that align with the speaker holes and drill them out. There were plenty of screws included, so this worked just fine. Again, not a huge deal, but it wasn’t a drop-in replacement like I expected. So connect the speaker to the factory wiring with the harness Crutchfield included, screw the speakers in, and done. Those took about 1.5 hours total to do both doors. And 30mins of that was making completely sure I wasn’t just being dumb and not aligning the brackets properly LoL.
Front: This took waaaayyyy longer than I expected, due to a couple snags. So first off, the JBL is a 3-way speaker system up front (door woofer, dash mid, and A-pillar tweeter). And the RFord speakers Crutchfield recommended is a 2-way system (door wooofer, and tweeter somewhere else). This will become important later. But anyway, simply drill out the rivets for the door speakers. No big deal. Remove the mids in the dash; 2 bolts, no big deal, socket fits (barely). Remove the A-pillar trim piece, sort of a big deal if you don’t know how to do it (watch a youtube about it - it only has two clips holding it on; pull it out with force to get it loose where the entire trim piece is hanging, then use needle-nose pliers to compress two tabs on each clip to free it from it’s captive frame hole. Not easy, and is a PITA, but doable with a bit of patience). I disconnected this factory JBL tweeter. I ended up placing the RFord tweeter where the dash mid was. Crutchfield supplied two adapter plates to do this. Where the adapter plate goes is abundantly obvious, but I’m embarrassed to say it took me almost two hours to figure out how to mount the tweeter to the adapter plate. If you flush-mount the tweeter to the adapter plate, it will sit too high for the dash trim piece to fit back on. So what I had to do was take a 2” hole-saw and cut a hole in the adapter plate, then mount the tweeter so the bulk of the tweeter sits below the adapter plate, in the dash hole. There is a compression ring in the RFord kit that makes this possible. But between figuring that out, and not wanting to cut the adapter plate (because I didn’t want to wait until next weekend for more parts if I got it wrong), it took me way longer to do this solution that it should have. The way the RFord 2-way system works is the tweeter comes with 6ft of speaker wire attached, and this connects to the door woofer. The HPF is inside the either the woofer or tweeter. So the signal goes to the door, and the highs get passed on to the tweeter from the door. Not a big deal, but this means you have to fish that tweeter cable down to the door. Getting the tweeter wire down the dash and to the boot that connects the body to the door is easy. But getting it fished from the body thru the boot and into the door is… an exercise in patience. One door I got it fished thru in about 15mins. The other door… about 2hrs. But ok, tweeter is now mounted in the dash space where the JBL mid was. And the wire is fished thru the doors. So I connect the tweeters to the woofers, and connect the factory harness to the woofers using the supplied adapter harness from Crutchfield.
Moment of truth….. Turn it on, and I only have sound from the rear doors and the JBL subwoofer in the back. No sound from the fronts. At this point it’s been a long day and I don’t want to do anymore, so let it for the next day. Overnight, thinking about it, I suspect the car brains are not happy going from a 3way system to a 2way system. Maybe something with the differing resistance?? Anyway, today I called Crutchfield for support, and they say the factory JBL tweeter either has to be connected, or the pins have to be jumpered. It seems the JBL system sends the audio signal to the tweeter first, then passes it to the doors. So you either have to connect the JBL tweeter, or splice pins 1&2 and 3&4 of the tweeter factory connector. And of course Crutchfield has a jumper connector that plugs into the JBL tweeter harness (effectively splicing those pins). But I wanted to get this done today, not wait a few days for that connector to get here. So I opted to connect the JBL tweeter in the A-pillars back up.
Moment of truth #2. Now I have sound from the front RFords, the rear RFords, and the JBL sub.. And it sounds much improved over the JBL system. I get adequate bass, and the highs are not near as harsh as the JBLs (even with the JBLs tweeters connected, which I figured is driving the harshness 🤷🏼♂️). And when I turn it up, the bass doesn’t ‘pull back’ like it did with the JBL system. There is one thing - the soundstage has definitely moved backwards. The stage is now decidedly behind the driver, instead of in front of the driver. I can move it forward using the native fader controls, but doing so feels as if the entire system amp/power is diminished. I wonder if having the factory JBL tweeters connected is impacting this somehow? Maybe I’ll get that plug from Crutchfield, remove the JBL tweeter from the equation and see how that goes.
Verdict - as of today, I’m happy with this. I’ll let it break in for a couple weeks then reassess. But as of today, I don’t see a need for an amp or DSP.
submitted by skerinks to Rav4 [link] [comments]
- Front: Rockford Fosgate Prime R165-2, a 2way component set (woofer in door, tweeter up high)
- Rear doors: Rockford Fosgate Prime R1675x2, a 2way 6¾ in the doors
Rears: these were easy, but did require a bit of thinking, it wasn’t simply a drop-in replacement. Crutchfield did send the speaker brackets for the door (and they bolted onto the doohole just fine), but the RFord 6¾ speakers didn’t line up with any of the pre-drilled holes in the speaker bracket. So I had to lay the speaker on the bracket, make some marks on the bracket that align with the speaker holes and drill them out. There were plenty of screws included, so this worked just fine. Again, not a huge deal, but it wasn’t a drop-in replacement like I expected. So connect the speaker to the factory wiring with the harness Crutchfield included, screw the speakers in, and done. Those took about 1.5 hours total to do both doors. And 30mins of that was making completely sure I wasn’t just being dumb and not aligning the brackets properly LoL.
Front: This took waaaayyyy longer than I expected, due to a couple snags. So first off, the JBL is a 3-way speaker system up front (door woofer, dash mid, and A-pillar tweeter). And the RFord speakers Crutchfield recommended is a 2-way system (door wooofer, and tweeter somewhere else). This will become important later. But anyway, simply drill out the rivets for the door speakers. No big deal. Remove the mids in the dash; 2 bolts, no big deal, socket fits (barely). Remove the A-pillar trim piece, sort of a big deal if you don’t know how to do it (watch a youtube about it - it only has two clips holding it on; pull it out with force to get it loose where the entire trim piece is hanging, then use needle-nose pliers to compress two tabs on each clip to free it from it’s captive frame hole. Not easy, and is a PITA, but doable with a bit of patience). I disconnected this factory JBL tweeter. I ended up placing the RFord tweeter where the dash mid was. Crutchfield supplied two adapter plates to do this. Where the adapter plate goes is abundantly obvious, but I’m embarrassed to say it took me almost two hours to figure out how to mount the tweeter to the adapter plate. If you flush-mount the tweeter to the adapter plate, it will sit too high for the dash trim piece to fit back on. So what I had to do was take a 2” hole-saw and cut a hole in the adapter plate, then mount the tweeter so the bulk of the tweeter sits below the adapter plate, in the dash hole. There is a compression ring in the RFord kit that makes this possible. But between figuring that out, and not wanting to cut the adapter plate (because I didn’t want to wait until next weekend for more parts if I got it wrong), it took me way longer to do this solution that it should have. The way the RFord 2-way system works is the tweeter comes with 6ft of speaker wire attached, and this connects to the door woofer. The HPF is inside the either the woofer or tweeter. So the signal goes to the door, and the highs get passed on to the tweeter from the door. Not a big deal, but this means you have to fish that tweeter cable down to the door. Getting the tweeter wire down the dash and to the boot that connects the body to the door is easy. But getting it fished from the body thru the boot and into the door is… an exercise in patience. One door I got it fished thru in about 15mins. The other door… about 2hrs. But ok, tweeter is now mounted in the dash space where the JBL mid was. And the wire is fished thru the doors. So I connect the tweeters to the woofers, and connect the factory harness to the woofers using the supplied adapter harness from Crutchfield.
Moment of truth….. Turn it on, and I only have sound from the rear doors and the JBL subwoofer in the back. No sound from the fronts. At this point it’s been a long day and I don’t want to do anymore, so let it for the next day. Overnight, thinking about it, I suspect the car brains are not happy going from a 3way system to a 2way system. Maybe something with the differing resistance?? Anyway, today I called Crutchfield for support, and they say the factory JBL tweeter either has to be connected, or the pins have to be jumpered. It seems the JBL system sends the audio signal to the tweeter first, then passes it to the doors. So you either have to connect the JBL tweeter, or splice pins 1&2 and 3&4 of the tweeter factory connector. And of course Crutchfield has a jumper connector that plugs into the JBL tweeter harness (effectively splicing those pins). But I wanted to get this done today, not wait a few days for that connector to get here. So I opted to connect the JBL tweeter in the A-pillars back up.
Moment of truth #2. Now I have sound from the front RFords, the rear RFords, and the JBL sub.. And it sounds much improved over the JBL system. I get adequate bass, and the highs are not near as harsh as the JBLs (even with the JBLs tweeters connected, which I figured is driving the harshness 🤷🏼♂️). And when I turn it up, the bass doesn’t ‘pull back’ like it did with the JBL system. There is one thing - the soundstage has definitely moved backwards. The stage is now decidedly behind the driver, instead of in front of the driver. I can move it forward using the native fader controls, but doing so feels as if the entire system amp/power is diminished. I wonder if having the factory JBL tweeters connected is impacting this somehow? Maybe I’ll get that plug from Crutchfield, remove the JBL tweeter from the equation and see how that goes.
Verdict - as of today, I’m happy with this. I’ll let it break in for a couple weeks then reassess. But as of today, I don’t see a need for an amp or DSP.
2024.05.20 03:57 TheYoloCraft Could they have OP computers in the Tenet universe?
I think those self-referential bootstrap paradoxes or casual loops in the movie might not have contradictions or other timelines, not because the causation need to work together both forwards and backwards, can be easier to untangle if we think of it as if it already happened (a B-theory of time perspective) with parallelism and could be understood with interaction combinators https://youtu.be/HCOQmKTFzYY?si=RNnxjDz6XrCkRhsb whenever they interact with each other maybe. Anyway, has anyone considered what this new "already existed" aspect of the rules for the Tenet with "instant" 'backpropagation' (if I am using that term correctly) could do to our computations? The universe except maybe in the possibility of destroying the universe at the end of the movie , is self-consistent and I believe they also follow the Novikov self-consistency principle, which states that the only solutions to the laws of physics that can occur locally in the real Universe are those which are globally self-consistent. The logic (for computers in this case) which exploits the exploits the Novikov self-consistency principle with time-loops, is called time-loop logic. Where there is a negative delay and can send info about the future state backwards in time to compute an answer much faster and at a lower computational complexity than standard computers. If Tenet has time-loops in the sense of time-loop logic and has self-consistency and non-contradiction on the local to global level like the principle, then computers in Tenet would be OP, where they by an extraordinary coincidence already know the answer. Secondly, does time-loop logic like the parallelism of interaction combinators, if true it would make it easy to make self-consistent interactions between the past and the future.
submitted by TheYoloCraft to tenet [link] [comments]
2024.05.20 03:44 brianmcoyne experience with spotify versus apple music
I have about 10 sonos products that i use throughout the house to listen to music and to be a surround sound for my TV. I have 4 single Ones in different rooms , one single Move, a stereo pair of ones with a sub mini, and a beam, sub gen1, and two ones as my surround for the tv. i use a boost and all the products are on sonosnet with the exception of the Move, which is on station. I stream music through Spotify, and watch various streaming services and youtubetv on the surround. i have a good mesh router system that is stable and reaches all areas of the house.
i have been generally happy, but have looking forward to a couple things, both about sonos and otherwise. on the sonos front, i was looking forward to a better and faster overall connection. a couple of my ones sometimes lagged. i was hoping that the new update would fix that. more on this later.
i have also been waiting for spotify lossless. i like spotify for it UI, for spotify connect, and for its general feel. but i have felt that the sound quality was maybe a little thin
when i saw that apple music was now available with lossless on sonos, i got the free trial and having been playing with it. here are some observations.
1) the sound quality is better when apple music is lossless versus spotify. the new app is very convenient to listen to the same material through both services back to back, and to my ears, it is pretty clear that apple music produces richer, fuller sound. specifically listen to the first minute of “So what” from Miles Davis’s “Kind of Blue”. on my stereo pairs, it is so much better on apple music. i have a bunch of other specific examples if anyone is interested. BUT,
2) Apple music is so much more glitchy than spotify. speakers dropping out, and staying out; having to reboot my phone to get the right speakers to be recognized. lossless coming and going. in that i am running apple music through the Sonos app, i am guessing this is a sonos issue.
3) i tried to see if there was a difference between Sonosnet, and straight wifi. in the case of apple music, it seemed that Sonosnet is more stable, but nothing can be counted on with it.
SO,, what i am hoping is that Sonos can address these technical issues with apple music, or that Spotify actual comes out with lossless soon..
any thoughts?
submitted by brianmcoyne to sonos [link] [comments]
i have been generally happy, but have looking forward to a couple things, both about sonos and otherwise. on the sonos front, i was looking forward to a better and faster overall connection. a couple of my ones sometimes lagged. i was hoping that the new update would fix that. more on this later.
i have also been waiting for spotify lossless. i like spotify for it UI, for spotify connect, and for its general feel. but i have felt that the sound quality was maybe a little thin
when i saw that apple music was now available with lossless on sonos, i got the free trial and having been playing with it. here are some observations.
1) the sound quality is better when apple music is lossless versus spotify. the new app is very convenient to listen to the same material through both services back to back, and to my ears, it is pretty clear that apple music produces richer, fuller sound. specifically listen to the first minute of “So what” from Miles Davis’s “Kind of Blue”. on my stereo pairs, it is so much better on apple music. i have a bunch of other specific examples if anyone is interested. BUT,
2) Apple music is so much more glitchy than spotify. speakers dropping out, and staying out; having to reboot my phone to get the right speakers to be recognized. lossless coming and going. in that i am running apple music through the Sonos app, i am guessing this is a sonos issue.
3) i tried to see if there was a difference between Sonosnet, and straight wifi. in the case of apple music, it seemed that Sonosnet is more stable, but nothing can be counted on with it.
SO,, what i am hoping is that Sonos can address these technical issues with apple music, or that Spotify actual comes out with lossless soon..
any thoughts?
2024.05.20 03:43 RCBroeker Roaring Kitty's recent clips clearly indicate 3 things: 1) Giant run-up for GME incoming 2) RK will be exiting his positions of GME and 3) He will not be involved (as Roaring Kitty nor DFV) with the stock or the Ape community again afterward.
POINTS 2 and 3 ALSO PROVE POINT 1 - ROARING KITTY IS EXITING HIS POSITION AND MOVING ON WITH HIS LIFE BECAUSE THIS UPCOMING RUN-UP WILL BE SIGNIFICANT ENOUGH FOR HIM TO DO SO.
I know, I know.
This is FUD (to some of you). I'm a shill for even thinking this.
Shills get paid to spread FUD. I'm a GME hodler since January 2021 and certainly have NOT financially profited from my GME investment, or anything related to it, in any way, shape or form.
If you are a rational person, and are curious as to why I think the way I do, please read the following arguments for my title theses.
a) TA shows evidence of several trend breakouts (Dorito of doom being one) that have been sustained above the upper resistance. Price climb could be from institutional buying, some short positions closing, but it's unclear.
b) Volume steadily increasing over the past month, along with a steady rise in price. (Lean forward)
c) A HUGE pile of swaps is expiring (see Peruvian Bull on X) AT THE SAME TIME CAT regulations are kicking in. The CAT regulation will find naked short positions and hopefully force those who hold those naked positions to close. (Happy CAT day! Love to u/avocado-in-my-anus)
d) AT the SAME TIME as above, T+1 comes into effect. Shit's gonna go down FAST.
e) GME shelf offering - same type of offering as just before the sneeze, except 9 TIMES MORE SHARES than last time. WHY? BIGGER PRICE ACTION. RC isn't diluting for the sake of it, you moron: he plays by the rules and ensuring the coming price action builds the company's war chest for the years to come.
So, if you're holding GME, you're gonna be excited even more over the next few weeks (as also indicated by DFV's clips - NO FIGHTING)
2) DFV will be exiting his GME positions during this upward price action.
In the Bourne Identity clip, where Jason Bourne TAKES THE ROUTE MARKED EXIT STRATEGY (en Francais) RK is indicating VERY CLEARLY he now intends to exit. Then, he parks and walks out of the vehicle a transformed person, no longer Matt Damon but now Ryan Gosling - donning a cap to cover his identity.
So many people have all kinds of interpretations of this clip, without ever stating the most obvious one, because it kinda hurts: Roaring Kitty is now planning his exit strategy, is going to take it, and will hide his identity going forward in his life. WHY? Because he's practically a celebrity at this point and will wind up being that much richer than he already is.
If he has any hope at leading a normal life after this, he will need to make his exit and disappear. Mind you, he would not exit unless he stands to make SIGNIFICANT GAINS from historic upward price movement.
If and when he does exit and move on, as I believe he has indicated, all I can say is good luck brother, I wish you all the best - may you find the joy and peace you deserve.
Side note: Notice I didn't say "during the MOASS". I'm not sure if the fabled MOASS will happen the way we've been lead to believe. Yes, infinite risk and all that...
Realistically, too many 3-letter organizations have way too much sway over everything to allow for the destruction of key financial entities as has been described.
Our RCEO plays by the rules. RC isn't out to destroy anything. He's out to build. RC agreed to an interview - after having turned down SO MANY OFFERS FROM OTHERS - with GMEdd ... they do not agree with the MOASS thesis.
Yes, the price will go up fantastically - but after seeing what has happened over the last 3 years, how 80$ is talked about being a high price point when fucking CHIPOTLE trades in the fucking thousands... I just don't see phone numbers being a realistic thing. I could be wrong, we'll see.
3) No more Roaring Kitty, just a wealthy Keith Gill.
Finally, the E.T. clip. He leaves us for the Green planet.
Obvious, this. A clear interpretation is the obvious one. Occam's Razor. Convoluted interpretations belong in the same ranks as the crypto scammers who abuse the RK 'brand'.
I understand the desire to believe that this was somehow the 'start', that running the clips backwards will somehow have RK continuing as he has ... a theory that suits our feelings. I accept that RK has done his work, and wants to move on. He certainly deserves to.
We will have our own rockets to the green planet - just not directly alongside our dear friend. Sure, he probably has a whole lot more rocket fuel than most of us. But we can get there, if we hang in there.
GameStop as a company will grow through this process. THAT saga will continue on. Some of us may cash out completely as well. Some of us partially. Some of us may sell some, and then re-buy the (expensive) dip. Whatever you choose to do, I personally believe the stock price will surge, climb, pull back, and go on as any stock. It will forever be a significant part of my portfolio.
The one thing GameStop will not do for the foreseeable future is go bankrupt. Under RC, it will grow.
And that, ladies and gents, is my take on Roaring Kitty's return and the memes he left us with. There is a lot to be excited about, and hopefully this ride will last us the rest of our mortal days, long after we've been to the green planet and returned to help our loved ones on this blue one. We'll see.
Whatever happens, I am grateful to Reddit, to Wallstreet Bets, to all the GME subs big and small - I've visited you all. I am grateful for the ups and downs, the shills and shill-callers, the drama, the songs, the memes, the runic glory, the anchormen, DRS-ers and options players, TA crayon-eaters and DD-writing-wrinkle-brains. Heck I'm even grateful for those toxic Meltdownsies. All of it added to this fantastic tapestry of the GME saga the last 4 years.
The Zen Master said, "We'll see'"
submitted by RCBroeker to u/RCBroeker [link] [comments]
I know, I know.
This is FUD (to some of you). I'm a shill for even thinking this.
Shills get paid to spread FUD. I'm a GME hodler since January 2021 and certainly have NOT financially profited from my GME investment, or anything related to it, in any way, shape or form.
If you are a rational person, and are curious as to why I think the way I do, please read the following arguments for my title theses.
- Giant run-up for GME incoming:
a) TA shows evidence of several trend breakouts (Dorito of doom being one) that have been sustained above the upper resistance. Price climb could be from institutional buying, some short positions closing, but it's unclear.
b) Volume steadily increasing over the past month, along with a steady rise in price. (Lean forward)
c) A HUGE pile of swaps is expiring (see Peruvian Bull on X) AT THE SAME TIME CAT regulations are kicking in. The CAT regulation will find naked short positions and hopefully force those who hold those naked positions to close. (Happy CAT day! Love to u/avocado-in-my-anus)
d) AT the SAME TIME as above, T+1 comes into effect. Shit's gonna go down FAST.
e) GME shelf offering - same type of offering as just before the sneeze, except 9 TIMES MORE SHARES than last time. WHY? BIGGER PRICE ACTION. RC isn't diluting for the sake of it, you moron: he plays by the rules and ensuring the coming price action builds the company's war chest for the years to come.
So, if you're holding GME, you're gonna be excited even more over the next few weeks (as also indicated by DFV's clips - NO FIGHTING)
2) DFV will be exiting his GME positions during this upward price action.
In the Bourne Identity clip, where Jason Bourne TAKES THE ROUTE MARKED EXIT STRATEGY (en Francais) RK is indicating VERY CLEARLY he now intends to exit. Then, he parks and walks out of the vehicle a transformed person, no longer Matt Damon but now Ryan Gosling - donning a cap to cover his identity.
So many people have all kinds of interpretations of this clip, without ever stating the most obvious one, because it kinda hurts: Roaring Kitty is now planning his exit strategy, is going to take it, and will hide his identity going forward in his life. WHY? Because he's practically a celebrity at this point and will wind up being that much richer than he already is.
If he has any hope at leading a normal life after this, he will need to make his exit and disappear. Mind you, he would not exit unless he stands to make SIGNIFICANT GAINS from historic upward price movement.
If and when he does exit and move on, as I believe he has indicated, all I can say is good luck brother, I wish you all the best - may you find the joy and peace you deserve.
Side note: Notice I didn't say "during the MOASS". I'm not sure if the fabled MOASS will happen the way we've been lead to believe. Yes, infinite risk and all that...
Realistically, too many 3-letter organizations have way too much sway over everything to allow for the destruction of key financial entities as has been described.
Our RCEO plays by the rules. RC isn't out to destroy anything. He's out to build. RC agreed to an interview - after having turned down SO MANY OFFERS FROM OTHERS - with GMEdd ... they do not agree with the MOASS thesis.
Yes, the price will go up fantastically - but after seeing what has happened over the last 3 years, how 80$ is talked about being a high price point when fucking CHIPOTLE trades in the fucking thousands... I just don't see phone numbers being a realistic thing. I could be wrong, we'll see.
3) No more Roaring Kitty, just a wealthy Keith Gill.
Finally, the E.T. clip. He leaves us for the Green planet.
Obvious, this. A clear interpretation is the obvious one. Occam's Razor. Convoluted interpretations belong in the same ranks as the crypto scammers who abuse the RK 'brand'.
I understand the desire to believe that this was somehow the 'start', that running the clips backwards will somehow have RK continuing as he has ... a theory that suits our feelings. I accept that RK has done his work, and wants to move on. He certainly deserves to.
We will have our own rockets to the green planet - just not directly alongside our dear friend. Sure, he probably has a whole lot more rocket fuel than most of us. But we can get there, if we hang in there.
GameStop as a company will grow through this process. THAT saga will continue on. Some of us may cash out completely as well. Some of us partially. Some of us may sell some, and then re-buy the (expensive) dip. Whatever you choose to do, I personally believe the stock price will surge, climb, pull back, and go on as any stock. It will forever be a significant part of my portfolio.
The one thing GameStop will not do for the foreseeable future is go bankrupt. Under RC, it will grow.
And that, ladies and gents, is my take on Roaring Kitty's return and the memes he left us with. There is a lot to be excited about, and hopefully this ride will last us the rest of our mortal days, long after we've been to the green planet and returned to help our loved ones on this blue one. We'll see.
Whatever happens, I am grateful to Reddit, to Wallstreet Bets, to all the GME subs big and small - I've visited you all. I am grateful for the ups and downs, the shills and shill-callers, the drama, the songs, the memes, the runic glory, the anchormen, DRS-ers and options players, TA crayon-eaters and DD-writing-wrinkle-brains. Heck I'm even grateful for those toxic Meltdownsies. All of it added to this fantastic tapestry of the GME saga the last 4 years.
The Zen Master said, "We'll see'"
2024.05.20 03:40 Potential-Oil-6827 Help transcribe / organize lyrics for Unwind (2013, unreleased)
Hey Kuchis!!!
Got distracted and decided to transcribe Unwind because its lyrics aren't on Genius. I got almost all of them down, but (1) there are a few lyrics that I'm not too sure about, plus 1 line that is flat out intelligible to me, and (2) I don't know how to go about organizing the lyrics into intro, verses, chorus, outro, etc.
FYI the lyrics in italics are the ones I'm unsure about.
So if you guys could look over what I have and contribute, I'd really appreciate it cuz Unwind is so good!! thanks!!! :)) <3
SoundCloud link to Unwind by Kali Uchis
Oo-oh, oh
Oh
Oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh
O-oh, o-oh, oh, oh, oh
.
.
You’re a habit, gotta have it
I’m a magnet, I attract it
But I’m feeling like I’ve just been going backwards
Broke my feelings now I’m gonna go galactic
And too many times I’ve seen the signs
One too many times I saw the sign
Now who really got your heart in mind?
.
.
Just unwind
Let it happen, just unwind
Let it happen, just unwind
Unwind
Unwind, unwind
Unwind
‘Cause I’m feeling like I’ve just been going backwards
Yeah I’m feeling like I’ve just been going backwards
Unwind
Unwind, unwind
Unwind
.
.
It was all a dream
Nothing even matters, none of it
And what it seems
Caught in my endeavors now
I don’t wanna think
Just gotta get me somethin’, make me feel good
[She said she know that you’re ‘round her hood(??)]
I don’t gotta say much, it’s understood
All gone the bling
We was counting money, baby
They were counting sheep
And I guess it’s funny maybe
But I don’t wanna think
Thought an awful lot already
Said you’d fix me a drink
She was pouring nice and steady
.
.
Unwind
Unwind, unwind
Unwind
Unwind, unwind
Unwind
‘Cause I’m feeling like I’ve just been going backwards
Yeah I’m feeling like I’ve just been going backwards
Unwind
Unwind, unwind
Unwind
Unwind, unwind
.
.
‘Cause I feel like I’ve just been going backwards
Yeah I feel like I’ve just been going backwards
But who really got your heart in mind?
Yeah, who really got your heart in mind?
Who really got your heart in mind?
I’ve seen the signs, one too many times
Who really got your heart in mind?
‘Cause who really got your heart in mind?
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Got distracted and decided to transcribe Unwind because its lyrics aren't on Genius. I got almost all of them down, but (1) there are a few lyrics that I'm not too sure about, plus 1 line that is flat out intelligible to me, and (2) I don't know how to go about organizing the lyrics into intro, verses, chorus, outro, etc.
FYI the lyrics in italics are the ones I'm unsure about.
So if you guys could look over what I have and contribute, I'd really appreciate it cuz Unwind is so good!! thanks!!! :)) <3
SoundCloud link to Unwind by Kali Uchis
Unwind by Kali Uchis
Oo-oh, ohOo-oh, oh
Oh
Oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh
O-oh, o-oh, oh, oh, oh
.
.
You’re a habit, gotta have it
I’m a magnet, I attract it
But I’m feeling like I’ve just been going backwards
Broke my feelings now I’m gonna go galactic
And too many times I’ve seen the signs
One too many times I saw the sign
Now who really got your heart in mind?
.
.
Just unwind
Let it happen, just unwind
Let it happen, just unwind
Unwind
Unwind, unwind
Unwind
‘Cause I’m feeling like I’ve just been going backwards
Yeah I’m feeling like I’ve just been going backwards
Unwind
Unwind, unwind
Unwind
.
.
It was all a dream
Nothing even matters, none of it
And what it seems
Caught in my endeavors now
I don’t wanna think
Just gotta get me somethin’, make me feel good
[She said she know that you’re ‘round her hood(??)]
I don’t gotta say much, it’s understood
All gone the bling
We was counting money, baby
They were counting sheep
And I guess it’s funny maybe
But I don’t wanna think
Thought an awful lot already
Said you’d fix me a drink
She was pouring nice and steady
.
.
Unwind
Unwind, unwind
Unwind
Unwind, unwind
Unwind
‘Cause I’m feeling like I’ve just been going backwards
Yeah I’m feeling like I’ve just been going backwards
Unwind
Unwind, unwind
Unwind
Unwind, unwind
.
.
‘Cause I feel like I’ve just been going backwards
Yeah I feel like I’ve just been going backwards
But who really got your heart in mind?
Yeah, who really got your heart in mind?
Who really got your heart in mind?
I’ve seen the signs, one too many times
Who really got your heart in mind?
‘Cause who really got your heart in mind?
2024.05.20 03:33 EngineeringBitter445 Did I get SA’d??
Tw: sa??
we r both minors btw
I broke up with my ex a couple months ago, and I was recently thinking about this thing he did. So hes pretty touchy and stuff, like holding hands or hugging, the thing is I dont really like physical touch but im ok-ish with it sometimes and I tell him when to stop if I dont like what hes doing. Halfway into the relationship he started doing this thing where he bites my b00b (with my clothing on 😭), and at first I didn’t really think much of it and I thought it was normal, but I did feel a lil uncomfortable. I told some close friends about it and they told me that it was fucking weird of him to do that and it took me awhile to realise they were right. So fast forwards a couple of weeks and he starts doing it in public, and I start to get weirded out so I ask him to stop because I felt super super uncomfortable about it, and he asked why even though I just explained so I explained AGAIN, and he said he’d stop. We went to a photobooth to take some pics on another day and during one of the shots he fucking does it again, (now that I look at the pic, I realise I look hella awkward ) but I dont say anything. Another date and he does it again and I pull him off me and ask him to stop, so he stops. I dont know If he genuinely forgotten or something but I jus wanted to know if this counts as SA or im just overeacting?
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we r both minors btw
I broke up with my ex a couple months ago, and I was recently thinking about this thing he did. So hes pretty touchy and stuff, like holding hands or hugging, the thing is I dont really like physical touch but im ok-ish with it sometimes and I tell him when to stop if I dont like what hes doing. Halfway into the relationship he started doing this thing where he bites my b00b (with my clothing on 😭), and at first I didn’t really think much of it and I thought it was normal, but I did feel a lil uncomfortable. I told some close friends about it and they told me that it was fucking weird of him to do that and it took me awhile to realise they were right. So fast forwards a couple of weeks and he starts doing it in public, and I start to get weirded out so I ask him to stop because I felt super super uncomfortable about it, and he asked why even though I just explained so I explained AGAIN, and he said he’d stop. We went to a photobooth to take some pics on another day and during one of the shots he fucking does it again, (now that I look at the pic, I realise I look hella awkward ) but I dont say anything. Another date and he does it again and I pull him off me and ask him to stop, so he stops. I dont know If he genuinely forgotten or something but I jus wanted to know if this counts as SA or im just overeacting?
2024.05.20 03:24 chailattebabe 32 [F4M] Pennsylvania - the search for the one continues
Hey there, pic of me here
I’m looking for someone to talk to every day, someone who craves connection just as much as I do. Note that I would like to text but voice/video chatting is nice too.
I’m employed full time as a retail manager. In the past, I’ve taught elementary school and been a pharmacy technician. I’ve had several jobs in retail before the one I have now. I can actually count on two hands how many jobs I’ve had!
I love makeup, skincare, and fragrance. I used to have a huge collection of everything but I recently went through a purge so I am starting over but it has been fun to have a fresh start!
In my free time, I enjoy shopping. My favorite stores are Ulta Bath and Body Works, Five Below, and Target. I also love the occasional trip to Dollar Tree!
I’m also into video games. I’m still in the process of playing Pokémon Violet even though it was released a year and a half ago. I also collect the cards, play the card game online, play Pokémon Go, and watch the anime from time to time.
It’s important for me to note that I recently made the switch to sobriety for my own health. I still enjoy going out from time to time, I just choose not to drink. I don’t mind if you drink, however.
In the near future (within the next 2-3 years) I would like to settle down and start a family.
Please only message me if you are serious about talking. Send a photo with your message, I tend to overlook the many plain “hey” and “what’s up” messages. I look forward to meeting you!
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I’m looking for someone to talk to every day, someone who craves connection just as much as I do. Note that I would like to text but voice/video chatting is nice too.
I’m employed full time as a retail manager. In the past, I’ve taught elementary school and been a pharmacy technician. I’ve had several jobs in retail before the one I have now. I can actually count on two hands how many jobs I’ve had!
I love makeup, skincare, and fragrance. I used to have a huge collection of everything but I recently went through a purge so I am starting over but it has been fun to have a fresh start!
In my free time, I enjoy shopping. My favorite stores are Ulta Bath and Body Works, Five Below, and Target. I also love the occasional trip to Dollar Tree!
I’m also into video games. I’m still in the process of playing Pokémon Violet even though it was released a year and a half ago. I also collect the cards, play the card game online, play Pokémon Go, and watch the anime from time to time.
It’s important for me to note that I recently made the switch to sobriety for my own health. I still enjoy going out from time to time, I just choose not to drink. I don’t mind if you drink, however.
In the near future (within the next 2-3 years) I would like to settle down and start a family.
Please only message me if you are serious about talking. Send a photo with your message, I tend to overlook the many plain “hey” and “what’s up” messages. I look forward to meeting you!
2024.05.20 03:24 chailattebabe 32 [F4M] Pennsylvania - the search for the one continues
Hey there, pic of me here
I’m looking for someone to talk to every day, someone who craves connection just as much as I do. Note that I would like to text but voice/video chatting is nice too.
I’m employed full time as a retail manager. In the past, I’ve taught elementary school and been a pharmacy technician. I’ve had several jobs in retail before the one I have now. I can actually count on two hands how many jobs I’ve had!
I love makeup, skincare, and fragrance. I used to have a huge collection of everything but I recently went through a purge so I am starting over but it has been fun to have a fresh start!
In my free time, I enjoy shopping. My favorite stores are Ulta Bath and Body Works, Five Below, and Target. I also love the occasional trip to Dollar Tree!
I’m also into video games. I’m still in the process of playing Pokémon Violet even though it was released a year and a half ago. I also collect the cards, play the card game online, play Pokémon Go, and watch the anime from time to time.
It’s important for me to note that I recently made the switch to sobriety for my own health. I still enjoy going out from time to time, I just choose not to drink. I don’t mind if you drink, however.
In the near future (within the next 2-3 years) I would like to settle down and start a family.
Please only message me if you are serious about talking. Send a photo with your message, I tend to overlook the many plain “hey” and “what’s up” messages. I look forward to meeting you!
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I’m looking for someone to talk to every day, someone who craves connection just as much as I do. Note that I would like to text but voice/video chatting is nice too.
I’m employed full time as a retail manager. In the past, I’ve taught elementary school and been a pharmacy technician. I’ve had several jobs in retail before the one I have now. I can actually count on two hands how many jobs I’ve had!
I love makeup, skincare, and fragrance. I used to have a huge collection of everything but I recently went through a purge so I am starting over but it has been fun to have a fresh start!
In my free time, I enjoy shopping. My favorite stores are Ulta Bath and Body Works, Five Below, and Target. I also love the occasional trip to Dollar Tree!
I’m also into video games. I’m still in the process of playing Pokémon Violet even though it was released a year and a half ago. I also collect the cards, play the card game online, play Pokémon Go, and watch the anime from time to time.
It’s important for me to note that I recently made the switch to sobriety for my own health. I still enjoy going out from time to time, I just choose not to drink. I don’t mind if you drink, however.
In the near future (within the next 2-3 years) I would like to settle down and start a family.
Please only message me if you are serious about talking. Send a photo with your message, I tend to overlook the many plain “hey” and “what’s up” messages. I look forward to meeting you!
2024.05.20 03:12 SoundersFan27 Something in my walls is making noises at night
“Jacob, can you come over here?”
“Give me a minute, Jess. Just finishing something up”
“I’m not asking a fucking question, get over here now.”
I stared into space for a couple seconds, conjuring up the strength to get off the couch. I had just gotten back from work, and helping my girlfriend around the house was the last thing I wanted to do that night. I mean, I thought she was about to have a bath; what the fuck did she want now? Before I could get up, footsteps started rapidly approaching me from the back bathroom. I quickly threw my phone aside on the couch and hopped up, acting like I was on my way.
“What the hell is taking you so long?” Jess said, bursting through the doorway. She was in her typical business casual blazer and jeans. I hadn’t seen her since she left for work in the morning; when she came home just 5 minutes prior she headed straight for the shower. She looked… flustered.
“Sorry, I had to just finish up some paperwork for some stuff at work,” I scraped out unconvincingly. Jess looked at me skeptically, so I quickly diverted the conversation. “Anyways, we can talk about it later, what’s going on?”
“I think, I don't really know how to explain it,” Jess said. I could sense a quiver of fear in her voice. “There’s, like, an infestation.”
“Like, of spiders?” I could feel my skin crawl. I sure as hell wasn’t hoping to have a showdown in the bathtub with a tarantula.
“No, no spiders. Just flies I think. And it’s not a whole nest or anything, they’re just crawling out of the floorboards. I saw a few last night but there’s way more now.”
“Shit, well I guess I’ll go check it out if you want.”
Jess nodded, and we locked eyes. She almost looked afraid, her eyes bleached with a sense of sorrow, while her brows were furrowed.. in fear? Maybe disappointment? It had always been so hard to read her. I had so many questions to ask her, but all I could choke out was, “Are you okay?”
She stared downwards and said, “Tough day at work.”
“You’re a bad liar.”
“Yeah, I know.”
An awkward silence followed. “I’ll see what I can do,” I said, awkwardly breaking the ice.
I walked past her, through the kitchen, and into the hallway. I peered over my shoulder as I wrapped around the corner and caught Jess staring at me blankly with that same face. I finally understood; she didn’t look distraught or afraid, she was guilty. I’ll admit, we had been going through a rough patch, but we had also been going to therapy and she hadn’t shown a sign of remorse. Guilt was something that she had never shown before. It was strange, but I didn’t think much of it at the time.
I opened our bedroom door and, to my confusement, the lights were out. I tried flipping on the light switch but nothing happened. I clicked it back and forth a couple more times, but the only light came from the far corner near the window. The bathroom door was slightly ajar, spilling in a sliver of light into the darkness.
BZZZZ BZZZZZ BZZZZ BZZZZZ BZZZ
A monotone buzzing noise traveled through the shadows, grating against my ears.
BZZ BZZZZZ BZZZZZZ BZZZ BZZZZZ
I moved towards the bathroom, but I stopped right before the door.
BZZZZ BZ BZZZZ BZZZZZZZ BZZ BZ
I was afraid. The buzzing seemed to grow louder by the second. It was deafening, piercing. “It’s just a couple of flies. I can handle a couple of flies,” I muttered to myself. I opened the door, and it let out a creeaak that split through the hum like butter.
BZZZZZ BZZ BZZZZ BZZZ BZZZZZZ
When Jess had called it an infestation, she was wrong. No, that would be putting it kindly. It was a fucking plague of them. On the far end of the bathroom, where the tub lay right next to the window, flies were pounding against the window screen, attempting to break through the plastic wire. There were some who succeeded, but were stuck bouncing back and forth against the screen and the glass furiously like enraged ping pong balls. Their murmurs resonated through the room, the droning buzz mimicking the sound of power lines on a hot summer day.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I felt like running, but instead I moved closer. I stood straight over the tub, looking down at the floorboards. Flies were flying out of the cracks by the seconds. The floor held a mixture of insects, dead and alive. There were ants and beetles that scurried among a graveyard of dead flies. That’s when it hit me; a wafting stench flared at my nostrils. It made my eyes water.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I shoved myself further into the swarm, getting pelted by the insects as I shoved my hands forward. I gripped my fingers around the corner of the screen and ripped it back. Flies ricocheted off my face, looking for a route to freedom. My hands fumbled for the bottom of the window, and I shoved it upwards. The insects whirred out of the room, exiting through the window and out into the night. I fell backwards and scrambled away from the continuous swarm exiting through the floorboards.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz
The buzzing of the insects eventually faded. I got up, slowly but surely, and stumbled back over to the window. The flies were gone, but the stench still lingered. I looked downwards, over the sea of dead flies, beetles, and ants, and towards the floorboards. One spot in particular caught my eye. A few flies were still crawling out, but I took a large step over the bathtub and crunched down upon the beatles and flies. I squatted down next to the floorboard, noticing that it was very loose. I gripped my hands around it, took a deep breath, and ripped it out. The stench intensified, rushing against my face as I pulled the board out of its socket.
Concealed inside the walls of my bathroom, a rotting body lay right before my eyes. The unfortunate soul’s head had been ripped apart, its brain, or what was left of it, almost completely eaten by the insects. The body was bloated, and there was still plenty of flesh still left. It was fresh. I staggered backwards, my eyes plastered in the direction of the body. I couldn’t look away. All of a sudden, the light turned off, and my heart sank. I was completely and utterly enveloped in darkness.
“You were wrong, I’m not a bad liar,” a familiar voice giggled from behind me.
I wanted to turn around, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t bear to face what I would see, even though I knew what would await me.
“What the fuck, Jess?! Who the fuck even are you?” I decided to face my fears, and turned around to see the dark outline of my girlfriend. “You fucking killed someone and let insects turn him into fucking skin and bones?! What the fuck, what the fuck, how is this possible-” I wailed on in shock, before Jess cut me off.
“Oh, don’t worry. I didn’t let the beatles do all of the dirty work, I had a little snack as well!”
I looked at Jess in terror, disgust, and shock. She thought this was funny. Whether she was a cannibal or simply a killer, I couldn’t give a fuck. I spent years with her, I slept with that monster, and I fucking loved that bitch. I simply didn’t, and still, don’t understand.
What happened next was somewhat of a blur. All I know is that I didn’t want to end up like the person underneath the floorboards. I jumped straight out of the window and hopped in my car. I drove for hours, and I didn’t stop until I ran out of fuel. The one thing that I really do remember though, is her pleading screams for me to come back as I sped away from our house.
“Come back!”
“Please don’t leave me!”
“I love you!”
“Please don’t do this!”
“I don’t want to hurt you!”
“Let's just talk this out, please!”
As much as I want my old Jess back, I have a feeling that my old Jess never existed. I don’t know what would’ve happened if I had stayed that night. She might’ve spared me. She might’ve still loved me. Maybe we could’ve lived on as if her little hobby didn’t matter.
But I didn’t, and I don’t think I ever could’ve.
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“Give me a minute, Jess. Just finishing something up”
“I’m not asking a fucking question, get over here now.”
I stared into space for a couple seconds, conjuring up the strength to get off the couch. I had just gotten back from work, and helping my girlfriend around the house was the last thing I wanted to do that night. I mean, I thought she was about to have a bath; what the fuck did she want now? Before I could get up, footsteps started rapidly approaching me from the back bathroom. I quickly threw my phone aside on the couch and hopped up, acting like I was on my way.
“What the hell is taking you so long?” Jess said, bursting through the doorway. She was in her typical business casual blazer and jeans. I hadn’t seen her since she left for work in the morning; when she came home just 5 minutes prior she headed straight for the shower. She looked… flustered.
“Sorry, I had to just finish up some paperwork for some stuff at work,” I scraped out unconvincingly. Jess looked at me skeptically, so I quickly diverted the conversation. “Anyways, we can talk about it later, what’s going on?”
“I think, I don't really know how to explain it,” Jess said. I could sense a quiver of fear in her voice. “There’s, like, an infestation.”
“Like, of spiders?” I could feel my skin crawl. I sure as hell wasn’t hoping to have a showdown in the bathtub with a tarantula.
“No, no spiders. Just flies I think. And it’s not a whole nest or anything, they’re just crawling out of the floorboards. I saw a few last night but there’s way more now.”
“Shit, well I guess I’ll go check it out if you want.”
Jess nodded, and we locked eyes. She almost looked afraid, her eyes bleached with a sense of sorrow, while her brows were furrowed.. in fear? Maybe disappointment? It had always been so hard to read her. I had so many questions to ask her, but all I could choke out was, “Are you okay?”
She stared downwards and said, “Tough day at work.”
“You’re a bad liar.”
“Yeah, I know.”
An awkward silence followed. “I’ll see what I can do,” I said, awkwardly breaking the ice.
I walked past her, through the kitchen, and into the hallway. I peered over my shoulder as I wrapped around the corner and caught Jess staring at me blankly with that same face. I finally understood; she didn’t look distraught or afraid, she was guilty. I’ll admit, we had been going through a rough patch, but we had also been going to therapy and she hadn’t shown a sign of remorse. Guilt was something that she had never shown before. It was strange, but I didn’t think much of it at the time.
I opened our bedroom door and, to my confusement, the lights were out. I tried flipping on the light switch but nothing happened. I clicked it back and forth a couple more times, but the only light came from the far corner near the window. The bathroom door was slightly ajar, spilling in a sliver of light into the darkness.
BZZZZ BZZZZZ BZZZZ BZZZZZ BZZZ
A monotone buzzing noise traveled through the shadows, grating against my ears.
BZZ BZZZZZ BZZZZZZ BZZZ BZZZZZ
I moved towards the bathroom, but I stopped right before the door.
BZZZZ BZ BZZZZ BZZZZZZZ BZZ BZ
I was afraid. The buzzing seemed to grow louder by the second. It was deafening, piercing. “It’s just a couple of flies. I can handle a couple of flies,” I muttered to myself. I opened the door, and it let out a creeaak that split through the hum like butter.
BZZZZZ BZZ BZZZZ BZZZ BZZZZZZ
When Jess had called it an infestation, she was wrong. No, that would be putting it kindly. It was a fucking plague of them. On the far end of the bathroom, where the tub lay right next to the window, flies were pounding against the window screen, attempting to break through the plastic wire. There were some who succeeded, but were stuck bouncing back and forth against the screen and the glass furiously like enraged ping pong balls. Their murmurs resonated through the room, the droning buzz mimicking the sound of power lines on a hot summer day.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I felt like running, but instead I moved closer. I stood straight over the tub, looking down at the floorboards. Flies were flying out of the cracks by the seconds. The floor held a mixture of insects, dead and alive. There were ants and beetles that scurried among a graveyard of dead flies. That’s when it hit me; a wafting stench flared at my nostrils. It made my eyes water.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I shoved myself further into the swarm, getting pelted by the insects as I shoved my hands forward. I gripped my fingers around the corner of the screen and ripped it back. Flies ricocheted off my face, looking for a route to freedom. My hands fumbled for the bottom of the window, and I shoved it upwards. The insects whirred out of the room, exiting through the window and out into the night. I fell backwards and scrambled away from the continuous swarm exiting through the floorboards.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz
The buzzing of the insects eventually faded. I got up, slowly but surely, and stumbled back over to the window. The flies were gone, but the stench still lingered. I looked downwards, over the sea of dead flies, beetles, and ants, and towards the floorboards. One spot in particular caught my eye. A few flies were still crawling out, but I took a large step over the bathtub and crunched down upon the beatles and flies. I squatted down next to the floorboard, noticing that it was very loose. I gripped my hands around it, took a deep breath, and ripped it out. The stench intensified, rushing against my face as I pulled the board out of its socket.
Concealed inside the walls of my bathroom, a rotting body lay right before my eyes. The unfortunate soul’s head had been ripped apart, its brain, or what was left of it, almost completely eaten by the insects. The body was bloated, and there was still plenty of flesh still left. It was fresh. I staggered backwards, my eyes plastered in the direction of the body. I couldn’t look away. All of a sudden, the light turned off, and my heart sank. I was completely and utterly enveloped in darkness.
“You were wrong, I’m not a bad liar,” a familiar voice giggled from behind me.
I wanted to turn around, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t bear to face what I would see, even though I knew what would await me.
“What the fuck, Jess?! Who the fuck even are you?” I decided to face my fears, and turned around to see the dark outline of my girlfriend. “You fucking killed someone and let insects turn him into fucking skin and bones?! What the fuck, what the fuck, how is this possible-” I wailed on in shock, before Jess cut me off.
“Oh, don’t worry. I didn’t let the beatles do all of the dirty work, I had a little snack as well!”
I looked at Jess in terror, disgust, and shock. She thought this was funny. Whether she was a cannibal or simply a killer, I couldn’t give a fuck. I spent years with her, I slept with that monster, and I fucking loved that bitch. I simply didn’t, and still, don’t understand.
What happened next was somewhat of a blur. All I know is that I didn’t want to end up like the person underneath the floorboards. I jumped straight out of the window and hopped in my car. I drove for hours, and I didn’t stop until I ran out of fuel. The one thing that I really do remember though, is her pleading screams for me to come back as I sped away from our house.
“Come back!”
“Please don’t leave me!”
“I love you!”
“Please don’t do this!”
“I don’t want to hurt you!”
“Let's just talk this out, please!”
As much as I want my old Jess back, I have a feeling that my old Jess never existed. I don’t know what would’ve happened if I had stayed that night. She might’ve spared me. She might’ve still loved me. Maybe we could’ve lived on as if her little hobby didn’t matter.
But I didn’t, and I don’t think I ever could’ve.
2024.05.20 03:05 Thamuz666 Theory: The vex are “god” of the destiny universe.
TLTEDIT: The vex are The Final Shape. Or are crafting the dichotomy of Light and Dark into something they can “understand”.
Guardians, The Hive, Cabal, Fallen, Scorn, Cayde-6, Commander Zavala, Ikora Rey, Archie, Clovis Bray, Rasputin, Atheon, Oyrx, Crota, Aksis, The Deathsinger Sisters, Dominus Ghaul, Empress Caital, Eramis, Sepiks Prime, Skolas Kell of Kells, Randal the Vandal, Dregs, Goblins, Ether, Radiolarian Fluid, Sparrows, Ketch, Thresher turrets, Witherhoard, Gjallarhorn, arbalest, Wishender, or Wishkeeper, etc.
All just tools of the traveler or the veil to serve their own purpose. Just as Rhulk or Emperor Calus are tools to the Witness. It’s all just different means to the same end. Everything lives and dies. It’s about the journey not the destination. Your Destiny and your fate is already decided. But it’s not about the end. It’s about the journey and the adventure there. From loss and pain, to victory and happiness. It’s all part of the same coin. There’s always more to every story.
For example; The guardians tools of light The hive tools of dark.
Everything. And I mean everything from “gods”that create us to the food and water that sustain us, and everything in between… Are all just tools to a “higher power” with an infinite purpose and infinite grand design. The adage goes by many different ways; - [ ] Forge your path - [ ] Create your own future - [ ] Choose your own adventure - [ ] Work towards your goals - [ ] Plan for success - [ ] Plot your course - “Guardians make their own fate” But the meaning remains the same. They always imply a beginning, a dream, goal, or destination and an end with infinite possibilities for everything in between. It’s not about how you started or where you end up. It’s about the cards you’re dealt, how you play them. And who you support along the way.
I also think the vex already “won” I think the vex are “god”. Just think, if they can time travel, and teleport. But that’s just the surface. The Vault of Glass is a prime example of the power of the vex. It tells that they not only have the ability to travel through time…. But they can manipulate time itself to their whim. The certain extent of how much they can manipulate time is unknown. However, the Vault of Glass is sort of like their own dimension. Where they have full control over what happens. Taking instances in time and Moving forward or backward through time to achieve victory. Who’s to say they haven’t been doing this in our “reality” already? If the infinite forest is of vex origin, and simulated instances and being can take place in the “physical reality” it’s not impossible that our “reality” is amongst those simulations in the infinite forest. It is possible that everything from the Golden Age and the Collapse to the RedWar and our first encounter with the Witness is all a vex initiated timeline. I believe it’s plausible that the vex are the weavers of our own destiny. Of our reality. It’s not unlikely that what we know as “the vex” are the gods of everything that was, is, and will exist. It’s not improbable that the vex are the very weave and energy that makes up reality. At the very least, I believe the vex have more control and more power than we know. Out of all the foes we’ve endured, we know the least about the vex.
In Destiny 1, when we first landed on Venus, encountered the vex and met the Exo stranger. She talks about the vex as an evil unlike anything we’ve seen before. And there’s more yet to come. We understandably ask about who she is and what fight she’s fighting. Elsie Bray as we learn later, says in response to our questions “I don’t have time to explain why I don’t have time to explain”. At first glance, it’s a sentence that doesn’t make much sense. Or at least doesn’t really tell you much. However, somethings cannot be explained in just a few words or a picture. I believe this implies that there’s so much more than we can even imagine or comprehend. That even if she told us everything she knew, we wouldn’t believe her. Elsie also says upon meeting, "I believe where our paths cross, ground... could break." Implying she has a goal and whatever that goal is, she could use our help.
Later on we learn that she aquired the darkness power Stasis. And that she has been fighting to search for a timeline in which the Darkness fails. She talks about how many people she’s watched die over and over again. She’s seen so many different stories, but all have the same outcome. The Darkness prevailed. So she continues her search.
I believe things coming full circle is DESTINY. We started with the vex. And I think it all ends with the vex. Even after the final shape. Even if and after the witness prevails.
The vex, are in the beginning of our journey. The Heart of the Black Garden is our first para causal big bad. Followed by many more.
Before Forsaken, we knew VERY little about the Ahamkara. Only that they existed and they were thought to be extinct until Riven was taken. The Last Wish, see the Guardians slay the last known Ahamkara. In season of the Later we get a distress signal from Titan, a planet previously snatched from our reality by the Witness. Commander Sloane is alive, and she has an ally named Asha, yet another Ahamkara. A beast we had previously only seen albeit brief glimpses of when on Titan. Asha and Sloane together offer us insight to the future, the taken, and war yet to come. While on Titan, we disrupt taken and Hive rituals. Uncovering ancient secrets with XIVU ARATH at our doorstep. The Hive attempt to take Asha but are thwarted thanks the Guardian. Season of the Witch sees us learning Hive magic and assisting Eris Morn with becoming a Hivegod. We learn Savathuun’s secrets and resurrect her to unveil her final truth. Eris wipes out Savathuun and removes XIVU ARATH from her ascendant realm, rendering XIVU ARATH mortal. Eris denounces the powers of a Hive god as we learn that Savathuuns final secret is a wish. A wish for Riven. A Last wish.
As we learn in season of the Wish, Ahamkara can manipulate reality on a whim. However, the means of which they can is technically indirect. They feed off the will and desires of other beings. Using manipulation and tricks to get things they want. The Last Wish, we intended to use to pursue the Witness. In order for the wish to be granted, we were tasked with collecting and saving Riven’s Ahamkara eggs. One of which was in the possession of Savathuun, she intended to experiment on. In turn, the Ahamkara would live on, and we would be able to follow the witness into the traveler. Additionally, we learn the vex are also after the eggs, seemingly to gain the paracausal power from them. To wield the eggs for the themselves. Osiris comments on this, and adds that they were once again unsuccessful. Now here is where I argue. What if that’s part of the illusion? What if it’s part of the whole, whereas the vex appear to lose, and fail. To keep us in blissful ignorance that they are Infact already in control.
If I’m incorrect on anything please let me know.
To be continued….
I intend to research and ponder this further. But I’ve wondered about this for years.. more or less since I first completed VOG on d1. I love thinking like this, it helps to make the struggles of day to day life trivial and easier to continue…
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Guardians, The Hive, Cabal, Fallen, Scorn, Cayde-6, Commander Zavala, Ikora Rey, Archie, Clovis Bray, Rasputin, Atheon, Oyrx, Crota, Aksis, The Deathsinger Sisters, Dominus Ghaul, Empress Caital, Eramis, Sepiks Prime, Skolas Kell of Kells, Randal the Vandal, Dregs, Goblins, Ether, Radiolarian Fluid, Sparrows, Ketch, Thresher turrets, Witherhoard, Gjallarhorn, arbalest, Wishender, or Wishkeeper, etc.
All just tools of the traveler or the veil to serve their own purpose. Just as Rhulk or Emperor Calus are tools to the Witness. It’s all just different means to the same end. Everything lives and dies. It’s about the journey not the destination. Your Destiny and your fate is already decided. But it’s not about the end. It’s about the journey and the adventure there. From loss and pain, to victory and happiness. It’s all part of the same coin. There’s always more to every story.
For example; The guardians tools of light The hive tools of dark.
Everything. And I mean everything from “gods”that create us to the food and water that sustain us, and everything in between… Are all just tools to a “higher power” with an infinite purpose and infinite grand design. The adage goes by many different ways; - [ ] Forge your path - [ ] Create your own future - [ ] Choose your own adventure - [ ] Work towards your goals - [ ] Plan for success - [ ] Plot your course - “Guardians make their own fate” But the meaning remains the same. They always imply a beginning, a dream, goal, or destination and an end with infinite possibilities for everything in between. It’s not about how you started or where you end up. It’s about the cards you’re dealt, how you play them. And who you support along the way.
I also think the vex already “won” I think the vex are “god”. Just think, if they can time travel, and teleport. But that’s just the surface. The Vault of Glass is a prime example of the power of the vex. It tells that they not only have the ability to travel through time…. But they can manipulate time itself to their whim. The certain extent of how much they can manipulate time is unknown. However, the Vault of Glass is sort of like their own dimension. Where they have full control over what happens. Taking instances in time and Moving forward or backward through time to achieve victory. Who’s to say they haven’t been doing this in our “reality” already? If the infinite forest is of vex origin, and simulated instances and being can take place in the “physical reality” it’s not impossible that our “reality” is amongst those simulations in the infinite forest. It is possible that everything from the Golden Age and the Collapse to the RedWar and our first encounter with the Witness is all a vex initiated timeline. I believe it’s plausible that the vex are the weavers of our own destiny. Of our reality. It’s not unlikely that what we know as “the vex” are the gods of everything that was, is, and will exist. It’s not improbable that the vex are the very weave and energy that makes up reality. At the very least, I believe the vex have more control and more power than we know. Out of all the foes we’ve endured, we know the least about the vex.
In Destiny 1, when we first landed on Venus, encountered the vex and met the Exo stranger. She talks about the vex as an evil unlike anything we’ve seen before. And there’s more yet to come. We understandably ask about who she is and what fight she’s fighting. Elsie Bray as we learn later, says in response to our questions “I don’t have time to explain why I don’t have time to explain”. At first glance, it’s a sentence that doesn’t make much sense. Or at least doesn’t really tell you much. However, somethings cannot be explained in just a few words or a picture. I believe this implies that there’s so much more than we can even imagine or comprehend. That even if she told us everything she knew, we wouldn’t believe her. Elsie also says upon meeting, "I believe where our paths cross, ground... could break." Implying she has a goal and whatever that goal is, she could use our help.
Later on we learn that she aquired the darkness power Stasis. And that she has been fighting to search for a timeline in which the Darkness fails. She talks about how many people she’s watched die over and over again. She’s seen so many different stories, but all have the same outcome. The Darkness prevailed. So she continues her search.
I believe things coming full circle is DESTINY. We started with the vex. And I think it all ends with the vex. Even after the final shape. Even if and after the witness prevails.
The vex, are in the beginning of our journey. The Heart of the Black Garden is our first para causal big bad. Followed by many more.
Before Forsaken, we knew VERY little about the Ahamkara. Only that they existed and they were thought to be extinct until Riven was taken. The Last Wish, see the Guardians slay the last known Ahamkara. In season of the Later we get a distress signal from Titan, a planet previously snatched from our reality by the Witness. Commander Sloane is alive, and she has an ally named Asha, yet another Ahamkara. A beast we had previously only seen albeit brief glimpses of when on Titan. Asha and Sloane together offer us insight to the future, the taken, and war yet to come. While on Titan, we disrupt taken and Hive rituals. Uncovering ancient secrets with XIVU ARATH at our doorstep. The Hive attempt to take Asha but are thwarted thanks the Guardian. Season of the Witch sees us learning Hive magic and assisting Eris Morn with becoming a Hivegod. We learn Savathuun’s secrets and resurrect her to unveil her final truth. Eris wipes out Savathuun and removes XIVU ARATH from her ascendant realm, rendering XIVU ARATH mortal. Eris denounces the powers of a Hive god as we learn that Savathuuns final secret is a wish. A wish for Riven. A Last wish.
As we learn in season of the Wish, Ahamkara can manipulate reality on a whim. However, the means of which they can is technically indirect. They feed off the will and desires of other beings. Using manipulation and tricks to get things they want. The Last Wish, we intended to use to pursue the Witness. In order for the wish to be granted, we were tasked with collecting and saving Riven’s Ahamkara eggs. One of which was in the possession of Savathuun, she intended to experiment on. In turn, the Ahamkara would live on, and we would be able to follow the witness into the traveler. Additionally, we learn the vex are also after the eggs, seemingly to gain the paracausal power from them. To wield the eggs for the themselves. Osiris comments on this, and adds that they were once again unsuccessful. Now here is where I argue. What if that’s part of the illusion? What if it’s part of the whole, whereas the vex appear to lose, and fail. To keep us in blissful ignorance that they are Infact already in control.
If I’m incorrect on anything please let me know.
To be continued….
I intend to research and ponder this further. But I’ve wondered about this for years.. more or less since I first completed VOG on d1. I love thinking like this, it helps to make the struggles of day to day life trivial and easier to continue…
2024.05.20 02:48 Bob_the_peasant Brutal Dracula Solo Mini-Guide for Dummies Like Me
Brutal Dracula Solo Mini-Guide
So, you got comfortable with the longbow for the first 100 bosses and now you're here, like me.While I know I'm nowhere near first to the party on defeating Brutal Dracula solo, I figured I would write up what worked for me in hopes it helps someone else trying for this particularly difficult achievement. There are many ways to win this battle, and this is one of them. I am only using gear available to you prior to defeating Dracula although some of it is rare. Using purple weapons with similar stats can work but may be slightly more difficult.
Setup
You'll want to make sure you bring both Potion of Rage and Witch potions along with a Vampiric Brew for the extra spell leech and 5% blood type boost. As far as blood goes, I was able to do this with both 100% Brute and 100% Rogue blood. Use whichever you have available, but I preferred the rogue blood (which surprised me). The weapons I suggest bringing along are Gravecaller, Mortitia's Lament, and Oaksong. Other swords and ranged weapons can work, but I think the only way to get condemn on a howling reaper is through Mortitia's, which is a nice 15% damage debuff. For armor I recommend the Shadow set, which will have 3/4 pieces along with the Shadowmoon Chestguard. The movement speed and critical strike chance will help you avoid getting hit while dishing out massive damage. The 4-piece set bonus will not be available, but if you are using rogue's blood you will have 100% crit chance after a Veil dash regardless. Last I recommend using Adam's Soul Shard of the Monster assuming you are on a private solo server or have it available. If not, the other 2 soul shards can work in a pinch, or use your favorite amulet (8% movement speed is nice) and Raging Tempest. Take a look further down at the abilities and their jewels for each phase.Weapons
Armor
Adam's Relic Shard
Phase 1 & 2
The loadout for the first two phases will look like this: Veil of Chaos, Blood Rite, and Frost Barrier. Included in the pictures are the jewel rolls I was able to equip on each of those.Phase 1 & 2 abilities + jewels
In phase 1 do your best to avoid taking too much damage beyond your "black bar" because you'll want it for phase 2. You can run to the door and escape the fight at this point as well, no need to take durability damage from dying if you had a bad start. I was most comfortable with using the longbow at mid-range to quickly chip away at Drac's health. Multishot at full focus for big damage, Guided Arrow at full focus when he's going to stay put for a few seconds. Between Blood Rite, Frost Barrier and Veil you will always have a defensive option for any of his moves, although many can be avoided by simply running. Note that you will still take damage from his shattering smash that releases a star-pattern of projectiles if you're standing in the center - the projectiles themselves can be countered safely. His double-slash projectile is great for Frost Barrier and then recast in his face for some good damage as well. When the arena turns dark and many bats start coming out, shuffle walk back and forth to bait their trajectory lines while preparing to Veil away when the boss reappears. Don't use Veil while it is dark, you need it to dodge the grab / blood suck. You can run straight through the wolf move safely. His lunge and other sword attacks can be sidestepped or blocked/countered by our abilities too.
When phase 2 starts you can safely fire off your ultimate as he's landing. When he creates a large line of projectiles, the space directly in front of him is safe. Veil to dodge his large overhead chop, sidestep his lunge, and get some nice damage in on his quadruple blade projectiles by running the frost shield into his fast and recasting. When he vanishes and the bats begin coming out again, it's a great time to destroy crystals. Don't Veil into the crystals area though, you need it to dodge his attack. Instead, let a bat hit your Blood Rite, then walk in while you're ethereal. You should be able to do enough damage to destroy the crystal before he starts attacking again, freeing up much needed space. When he teleports to the center and create the cross and all the homing projectiles, just run to the edge of the arena back and forth. With enough movement % you can out-strafe them. You can get some damage in here by frost shielding 3-4 at a time too. When the second fire cross finishes, you can close the distance with frost shield to him early by blocking more projectiles too. Throughout most of this I used the bow, though I took out the sword for the crystals sometimes.
After his health gets to zero, he'll start to play his transition animation. It's pretty cool, but you shouldn't watch it. You should open up your abilities menu and grab Void and Ball lightning instead. There's a fair amount of time during this transition to do this, unlike Phase 4 where you should be prepared to be slightly faster.
Phase 3
Phase 3 abilities + jewelsYou've swapped out your moves and are frantically looking around for the first enemy spawns on the outskirts of the room. If they get to the center, they heal Dracula and turn into an annoying enemy, so the goal here is to not let them get there. Void and Ball Lightning with certain jeweles will let you push and pull enemies. Place Void behind enemies to drag them backwards / towards each other, place Ball Lightning in front of enemies to push them backwards. If you can get 3 enemies with the bow's Multishot, this will push them back quite a bit too, followed by the Seeking Arrow that stuns with 3 focus. Don't forget you can feed on them below 30% health for an instant kill bite. When too many of them are getting near Dracula, fire off Adam's ultimate to knock them back into some heavy hitting lightning. If Dracula heals past 75% it is going to be difficult, but with this method I've been able to have zero healing applied to him consistently. When all the monsters are cleaned up, swap to the heart and throw everything you have it. Feed on the heart and immediatley open your ability menu for you phase 4 abilities. You’ll have to be faster swapping abilities here so you don’t miss out on some free damage time. Note that we use a different frost defensive now instead of the frontal shield (pictured below with gems)
Phase 4
Phase 4 abilities + jewelsFor phase 4, you'll have special Dracula blood with very powerful abilities - but don't count on whatever blood type you brought because it's gone. Periodically swap to the Reaper weapon and toss the rotating damage on dracula since he is stationary. Otherwise, go to town on him with the sword and whirlwind. The 15% damage debuff from condemn will have a lot of uptime here. Veil has half the cooldown, so don't be afraid to use it frequently. As the line of projectiles comes at you, use blood rite or cold snap to intentionally get hit while dodging the swords. Watch carefully for the word RECAST when you use these abilities - it means you can use them again without waiting for the cooldown. Choosing to only use one of them until I didn’t see RECAST, then using the other helped me keep track of which one was available. Don't break ethereal by attacking if you're in the middle of swords, you have plenty of time with this loadout to beat the "enrage timer." The stacking debuff will mean later in the fight you take significantly more damage and things like bloodrage don't clear this debuff. You can Veil through his knockback waves twice if timed correctly since we're using Veil of Chaos. Continue hammering on him with the reaper throw ability and the sword whirlwind - the bow is really not a great choice at this point because you are too immobile while firing. If you can manage to get his health to zero, you win! I say this because... even if you die simultaneously or shortly after he does, he'll be downed in his throne room when you return. Don't ask me how I know this.
Good luck!
I hope this mini-guide helps someone out there on their quest to defeat Dracula on Brutal. Don't give up, you too can brood in a big winged chair! Please let me know if there's anything I missed or anything you'd like to add in the comments!
Victory!
Victory!2024.05.20 02:45 kz_spec [WTS] BA 13.7 5.56 barrel, Aero .625 gas block & mid length melonite tube, Skinner sight for Marlin 1894/5, Aero enhanced upper and 15" handguard, Warne 30mm MSR mount, Warne 30mm high rings, CZ Scorpion ACR adapter, Bren2 1913 adapter, A3 Skelestock, fucked up Lantac Dragon, Helikon Tex placard
Timestamp: https://imgur.com/a/sBA5xcV
All prices are shipped. Add 3.5% if using G&S
$250 - Aero M4E1 enhanced upper + 15" handguard. Upper has forward assist and dustcover. Will come with barrel nut wrench. Some salt on both handguard and upper, nothing major.
$200 - BA Hanson midlength 13.7 barrel, 5.56 NATO. I put about 80 rounds through it. Got it new a few months ago on GAFS. $215 if you also want the gas block and gas tube listed below
$25 - Aero .625 gas block and melonite gas tube (midlength) same round count as BA 13.7 ^
$50 - Skinner rear sight and hi-vis front sight for Marlin 1894/1895, probably fits a few other Marlins too like a 336.
$60 - Warne 30mm MSR mount. Base to centerline is 1.4~" Came with an LPVO I got here on GAFS but I never used it. In pretty good shape
$50 - Warne 30mm 515M high scope rings. Bought these on Amazon and they arrived a few months late lol. Brand new in package still
$30 - Haga ACR stock adapter for CZ Scorpion 3
$35 - Haga 1913 adapter for CZ Bren 2
$160 - A3 Skelestock 9.5" length. 1913 hinge. This is like brand new but the previous owner had converted to a fixed stock and didn't give me the button thing to allow it to fold. The current "button" is just a bolt that locks it open in place.
$10 - Helikon Tex mag placard in OD Green. Fits AR mags great. AK mags not so much. Brand new, only test fitted on my setup once
$20 - Lantac Dragon 1/2-28 thread for 5.56/.223 that was unpinned. Badly. But it works fine! I got it like this from a parts bin and used it as such for a few months but I can't stand looking at it lol. Great way to try out the normally $100+ brake
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All prices are shipped. Add 3.5% if using G&S
$250 - Aero M4E1 enhanced upper + 15" handguard. Upper has forward assist and dustcover. Will come with barrel nut wrench. Some salt on both handguard and upper, nothing major.
$200 - BA Hanson midlength 13.7 barrel, 5.56 NATO. I put about 80 rounds through it. Got it new a few months ago on GAFS. $215 if you also want the gas block and gas tube listed below
$25 - Aero .625 gas block and melonite gas tube (midlength) same round count as BA 13.7 ^
$50 - Skinner rear sight and hi-vis front sight for Marlin 1894/1895, probably fits a few other Marlins too like a 336.
$50 - Warne 30mm 515M high scope rings. Bought these on Amazon and they arrived a few months late lol. Brand new in package still
$30 - Haga ACR stock adapter for CZ Scorpion 3
$35 - Haga 1913 adapter for CZ Bren 2
$160 - A3 Skelestock 9.5" length. 1913 hinge. This is like brand new but the previous owner had converted to a fixed stock and didn't give me the button thing to allow it to fold. The current "button" is just a bolt that locks it open in place.
2024.05.20 02:34 Simple_Masterpiece73 Hard to explain i guess. I move forwards not backwards. Will I guess what I will do in the future? No. I trust God and rely on God. God is good. Do not fear the future. Do not expect evil from God. Expect good because he is good.
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2024.05.20 02:24 xtremexavier15 TMPI 13
The episode resumed on a shot of Zee and Jo, their skin tones back to normal, running up to a smiling Chris. "Welcome back," he told the camera. "Zee and helper Jo are the first to arrive here, at the world's largest mud puddle!" The camera pulled back, revealing that the trio was standing near the edge of a large lake of burbling mud, a measuring stick rising out of it at the nearest edge.
"It's eight feet deep," Chris explained over a close-up of the measuring stick showing the mud reaching up very nearly to the 8' mark, "and 200 yards across. And," the camera quick-panned to the far right side of the 'puddle', "since it's too thick to swim through," the shot cut back to the couple and Chris, "the only way to the other side is with one of you piggybacking the other."
"Umm...," Zee said hesitantly, sharing a wary look with Jo, "doesn't that mean the person on the bottom..."
"Will drown?" Chris finished. "Yes."
"What?!" Jo said in wide-eyed shock.
"Unless they use this garden hose!" Chris added, a light chime playing as he held up a length of green hose.
Zee let out a breath. "Okay then. Guess I'm on the bottom, then."
Jo's eyes widened a bit in a brief bit of surprise, and she looked at her partner. "I should be objecting to this since I'm supposed to be the helper, but hey. No heavy lifting from me."
"Yeah…" Zee agreed half heartedly.
Confessional: Zee
"I was able to hold Jo onto my back while we were skiing," Zee told the confessional. "I can still do the same while under mud."
Confessional Ends
"I know that I said you were weak in the past," Jo said, "but that was until I saw that you were able to make it this far in the game."
"You thought wrong about me," Zee replied. "I wasn’t active at first in challenges and finding food, but with Julia eliminated, I was able to grow and become a finalist."
Chris suddenly stepped between the two. "How touching. Now start the challenge."
The scene cut to Zee and Jo jumping into the mud, the former disappearing below its depths while the latter, on his shoulders, held up the length of the hose. They started moving forward, and the camera panned back to the left to show Harold, Scarlett, and Chris holding up another length of hose.
"Yeah, I'll be on top," Harold stated.
"Pardon me?" Scarlett countered, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't trust you not to let me drown," Harold told her. "Self-preservation comes first."
Scarlett groaned. "That's fair," she said, taking the hose from Chris, "but if you let me suffocate, I'm dragging you down into the mud with me."
"Crustal," Harold deadpanned, and as Scarlett crouched down, she jumped onto the brainiac's shoulders. Scarlett stood back up and put the end of the hose in her mouth, and she jumped into the mud.
The tense music faded away as the camera moved onto Chris, the host sighing as Chef walked up. "You think the mud was a bad idea?" Chris asked. "It's a little quiet… oh yeah," Chris said as if in sudden realization, "almost forgot about the Peanut Gallery. Bring 'em back in!" he said into a walkie talkie he only then pulled out.
Moments later, the wind kicked up around them, and the camera zoomed out to show the large helicopter flying in with the former contestants still hanging – and screaming as they swayed ominously – below it. "Would you let us down already?!" Leshawna shouted angrily. "It's freezin' up here!"
"Yeah, I want to cheer for Zee!" Julia chimed in.
"If I wasn't tied up right now, I'd have half a mind to pound you!" Duncan shouted at the host.
The camera focused on DJ. "Hey, Chris?" he looked forward and asked loudly. "Just bring us down before anybody else gets miffed at you!"
"No, and I don't care," Chris answered with a calm smile, until Chef whispered to him. A flat note played over a close-up of Chris staring blankly at him. "Huh...good point," he admitted. "Ooh!" he said with a sudden grin. "I just had an idea!"
A flash took the scene to Zee and Jo, the tense challenge music resuming at a low volume and slow pace in the background. They were still slogging through the mud, Zee out of sight but Jo only submerged up to her stomach. She looked back over her shoulder, smiled, then said "Keep going!" into the piece of hose she was holding. "They're way far behind!"
Confessional: Zee
"So as it turns out," Zee said, "being submerged in the mud is kinda like being trapped in the dark. But there aren't any animals below to scare me."
Confessional Ends
The music ramped up as Jo suddenly stopped moving, then seemed to turn around and start moving back towards the start. "Uh, Fruit Loop?" she asked into the hose. "We're going the wrong way!"
The camera cut to Harold, looking somewhat bored as he held the hose atop Scarlett's shoulders, before noticing the other team and frowning. "Why are they coming this way?"
"Ugh! They're too safe to sabotage each other!" came the sudden voice of Chris McLean, the camera cutting to him standing in the show's jeep with Chef at the wheel, speaking into the microphone of the jeep's loudspeaker. "Deploy the 2.0 model!"
The shot cut back to Harold and Jo as they looked around with strange expressions, the sound of something like a rocket taking off coming from somewhere in the distance. They looked up and to the left, and the camera shifted to their viewpoint to show a large object shooting up through the sky overhead...
...then abruptly diving towards them, revealing itself as a red-eyed robotic bear with small jet engines coming out of its back. Harold and Jo screamed as their respective partners continued in their previous directions, getting out of the way as the Bear landed in the mud. It hit with enough force to cause a wave of mud, which shot all the way across the puddle carrying the finalists and their helpers along for the ride. All four immediately began to cough upon landing in a muddy heap.
Confessional: Harold
"At least I have a better shot," Harold said. "We're tied right now, but who knows what other tricks Chris has up his sleeves."
Confessional Ends
A close-up of the nozzle of a fire hose in Chef's hands preceded him blasting the muddy finalists and helpers with water, all four screaming where they'd landed on the shore of the 'puddle'. Moments later, the water was shut off, leaving them drenched but clean.
"We're all tied up," Chris announced with a smile. "Perfect time for a little break. First, let's bring in the Peanut Gallery again." He took out his remote and pointed it at a patch of ground nearby, a hole opening up in it and a rather shoddy-looking set of stadium seats shooting up out of it with the ten former contestants seated – and still tied-up – in it.
"Sha-finally," Lightning said, the shot cutting to him sitting in the top row with B, DJ, Duncan, and Max and Leshawna, Ella, Julia, Sammy, and Amy in the bottom row. "Are we gonna get to watch the rest of the challenge now?"
"Yup!" Chris answered with a happy smile, pressing the button on his remote again so that a large widescreen television emerged from another hole in the ground near him and the finalists.
"Will you untie us too?" Ella chimed in.
Chris huffed. "Whine, whine, whine," he said in annoyance. "Don't I do enough for you kids as it is?"
"No," all fourteen of the season's cast members replied at the same time.
A flat note played over a close-up of the host pursing his lips. "Yeah, I owe Chef twenty bucks about that," Chris said, the camera zooming back out again to show the finalists and helpers. "Everyone, grab a seat," he instructed, and the four reluctantly sat down on the logs lying behind them. "I'm gonna show you some of my favorite clips from the show..." He pointed his remote at the TV, and the shot focused in as it switched on and started to play footage of a confessional...
"Dunderhead was already pretty useless," Jo complained. "But now he's making moves on one of the actually decent players on the team? Not on my watch!"
The camera cut in close to show Jo pausing and looking back. "Something on your mind, Anti-Squeakerbox?" she asked, the camera shifting to show B peering at her and shaking his head.
“It's not what you think it is," Jo told him. "As long as they are on this team, Julia and Zee will not date."
“Not exactly how I wanted the elimination to play, but hey. Julia’s gone and with Zee still in the game, I could manipulate him into doing whatever I say,” Jo grinned.
The footage paused, and Chris leaned out in front of the television with a wide and mischievous grin. "Seems like there isn't a shipper on deck…" he said impishly.
"So you were trying to keep me and Julia apart?" Zee said as the camera moved to him and Jo, his eyes wide with shock. "Does this mean that...,"
"Yup. I convinced Julia to quit," Jo replied. "I didn't expect her to fully go through with it since I was gonna vote you out!"
"I can't believe you'd try and do that!" Zee said with a glare!"
"If I didn't do what I did, then you two likely would've blown challenges for us like the dueling one!" Jo argued back.
The camera focused on Julia in the Peanut Gallery. "I was trying to defend my boyfriend, but sure," she said dryly.
"I'm just worried what Chris is gonna show from Scarlett," Sammy said. "It looks like he wants to mess up the finalists and their helpers..."
"Maybe he won't show anything?" Amy suggested. "I mean, it's not like Scarlett and Harold were that close to begin with."
The shot cut back to a smiling Chris. "Oh, don't worry, I have no intention of leaving those guys out of all this fun," he said happily.
"I don't see how," Scarlett said. "Harold already knows everything about me now. I’m practically an open book."
Chris laughed. "Seems you forgot that the cameras are always on. So here's some more juicy information that everybody gets to hear." The screen on the TV went from static to a scene from the fifth episode.
Scarlett herself grabbed the dueling stick Ella retrieved, fished an electric eel out of the water, and tossed it to Max. "Max!" she cried, and her teammates looked at her in confusion, prompting her to pretend that she had coughed. "Pardon me!"
“The plan was for Max to be the only one not in the trap, so the team would know he built it and vote him off!” Scarlett confessed.
"I overheard Leshawna and Harold's conversation when they were foraging together, and Leshawna being on to me is something that I refuse to let happen," Scarlett claimed. “Zee's really gullible enough to deceive, and I'll try to talk to Ella.”
A deep, dramatic note was struck over a shot of Harold in shock. "So it was you who got Leshawna eliminated!" he scowled in Scarlett's direction.
"I wasn't ready to come out just yet, and between the two of you, you were less likely to warn anyone about me!" Scarlett retorted.
"So all this time, Scarlett was aiming to usurp her master!" Max ranted.
"I don't blame her," Leshawna commented. “As much of a pain as she is, I would've done the same thing and sent your annoying behind home.”
"Okay," Chris said happily as the shot moved onto him, "I'm sensing some major hostility and I'm liking it. I'm out of popcorn, though, so we should probably get back to the challenge."
"Seriously?!" the finalists and helpers alike exclaimed.
"Obviously, the helpers aren't gonna be very helpful anymore," Chris replied. "So, instead of helpers, Jo and Scarlett will now be hinderers." As he spoke, Chef walked back into view with a pair of video game controllers, tossing one each to Scarlett and Jo. "The island is now back online," Chris continued, "and, with these controllers, they will be able to throw up obstacles to throw you down, or, completely crush you."
The shot cut to Scarlett as she looked at her controller and smirked. "Good to know."
"Looking forward to it," Jo said in determination.
Harold and Zee gulped, and Chris laughed. "That was the good part," he said. "Let me tell you the bad part. You have ten minutes to finish this challenge," he told Zee and Harold. "If neither of you do, Scarlett and Jo get to split the money."
"Dude, what?" Zee said in shock.
"You can't do that!" Harold protested.
"I can! I will! I am! GO!" Chris announced, blowing his airhorn right in Chef's face, earning an annoyed sigh from the man. Harold and Zee immediately ran off, but the camera cut to a close-up of a thoughtful Jo.
"Well...I want the money, but I'm not really comfortable with how this is set up," Jo said to herself. "But...I guess it wouldn't be too bad if I just made this a little more challenging for them..."
"Do what you want," Scarlett said, the camera panning over to show her grinning darkly with her controller in hand. "I'm getting my justice."
Confessional: Jo
“And I thought I was an underhanded person,” Jo mentioned to herself. “Velma has less morals than me and Gnome Master.”
Confessional: Scarlett
"I was snubbed in the last episode," Scarlett confessed. "And now that I've been given permission, I can stop the finalists from winning without getting electrocuted!" She pulled out the remote from the seventh episode. "I don't even need this device. I have a controller to do the job for it."
Confessionals End
A few quick drum taps opened up a deep and dangerous challenge theme, the scene returning to Zee and Harold sprinting across the open field only to gape in shock as the pine trees in the background starting launching like rockets.
"What the heck?" Harold said. "Rocket trees?"
One landed right behind them, forcing both finalists to roll forward out of the way. "This island is wild!" Zee cried as the two continued running, more and more trees landing behind them like massive spears.
The two were shown together in a brief close-up, raising their eyebrows in surprise. A quick-pan ahead revealed the landscape changing, trees and rock formations rising up out of the artificial ground to form a large, dense barrier.
Harold jumped ahead of Zee as they climbed over the first big rock formation.
Zee vaulted downward and dashing forward along a lower 'path' among the rocks. Just as he was about to jump down onto grass, however, a boulder shot upward – and he landed on it groin-first. A close-up showed him letting out a high-pitched squeal of pain.
Harold's wince drew the camera's attention back upward to show him leaping from a boulder and grabbing onto the branch of a tree, only for the tree to suddenly shoot back down into the ground – causing him to yell as it dragged him down and slammed him back-first onto a fallen log.
Zee gave him a quick concerned glance as he jumped onto the same log, then upwards onto a rock formation before climbing onward and to the right and out of sight.
The scene cut back to the hinderers, both still working their controllers with Scarlett still looking considerably happier about it. "No need to change what works," Jo said uncertainty.
"What happened to that cutthroat attitude you've been displaying?" Scarlett asked. "Don't throw it away when I can get something out of it. And lower some of those trees. They're giving them too much cover from this storm I'm whipping up."
The camera panned onto the monitor to show Zee and Harold struggling against a powerful wind as they walked through what looked like a dense forest as leaves, dust, branches, and various small woodland animals blew past them.
A focus on the monitor's screen transitioned the scene back to the challenge. "I think...I can see the finish line in the distance," Zee said, pausing for a moment as he struggled against the intense gale.
"They're not making this easy on us," Harold commented.
The pair briefly passed behind a thick and mossy pine tree, the camera zooming in slightly as they reappeared. "Would you?" Zee asked.
"...I guess not," Harold answered after a moment.
The shot cut back to the Peanut Gallery to show them watching with worry and anticipation. "C'mon, Harold," Leshawna spoke. "Just hang in there."
"I know you can win this, Zee," Julia said. "You deserve it after everything."
Then the camera cut back to the hinderers, Chris standing next to their monitor with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face. "Ooh! They're getting close!" he said excitedly, prompting Scarlett to scowl and Jo to frown.
Once more the scene moved back to the finalists, their arms raised to buffer themselves against the winds – snow beginning to fall and lightning beginning to crack in the background - with Harold in the lead. "Two minutes left!" Chris called out over the island's loudspeaker. "Two minutes!"
"I...," Harold said with glee. "I think I can make it!"
"Not if I can help it!" Zee shouted, speeding up as the dense trees around him and Harold began to recede into the ground – and the tense and dangerous challenge music resumed. "If I win, me and Julia can go out and change the world together."
"I have to win this," Harold told him. "I've been undervalued and looked down on by my peers, friends, and even my family. I need to prove my might."
The snowy ground below their feet began to crack. A hollow sound played, then all at once, the ground shot up under them, earning startled yells from both. The shot soon cut to the new peak they were standing on rising up into the sky, then stopping.
"Drats..." Zee muttered, both finalists looking down with wide eyes. his final word echoed as the camera zoomed out, revealing the snowy mountain they were now at the top of.
The Peanut Gallery was shown gasping, as were Jo, though Scarlett was smiling as their misfortune. "Twenty seconds left...!" Chris said as the camera moved on to him looking at his watch.
The shot cut back to Harold. "I guess it's over," he sighed. “Scarlett wins after all.”
Zee noticed a bulge in the snow beside him. The boy shoved his hand into it and pulled out the phone Duncan stole from Chris. "I don't know how this got here, but we have to get down. Start stomping the ground."
Harold nodded and stomped on the ground at his feet, and after a few cracks, Zee hurled the phone down, breaking the device apart. Their eyes widened as the mountain began to crumble under them, and the ground imploded in on itself.
"Six! Five!" Chris began to count off, the music cutting out save for a single plodding note to highlight each number. "Four!" The camera panned onto the television, showing both finalists tumbling through the snow and rock. "Three! Two! One!" The shot cut to the finish banner, then zoomed out to show the avalanche stopping just under it – with neither finalist in sight. "GAME OVER!" he announced, blowing on his airhorn as a subdued but triumphant riff played.
Jo stood up in surprise, and Scarlett started cheering.
"My mission was a success!" Scarlett said in victory. “Now hand over my well-deserved prize!”
"Congratulations Jo and Scarlett," Chris said with his usual smile. "Revenge is sweetest-" he glanced at the monitor- "ohhhhh, what have we here?" he said with a sudden look of shock, the music cutting out as he pointed at the television screen.
A sharp note played as a familiar hand stuck out of the snow lying just past the finish line and waved. Scarlett's jaw dropped in shock, and Jo let out a sigh of relief.
The scene cut to the finish line, the camera pulling back a little ways as Chef walked up with a stretcher, dressed as a female nurse. Leshawna ran onscreen and pushed him out of the way. Chef flew off frame with a shout, and Leshawna grabbed the arm and pulled, freeing a shocked and snowy Harold from the aftermath of the avalanche. "Oh," he groaned, looking around as Leshawna dropped him on the stretcher, "what happened?" he asked as the victorious music began to play again with much more enthusiasm.
"You won, Ginger Baby!" Leshawna answered with a smile, the camera pulling out even more to show Harold looking back at the finish banner.
"I did it!" Harold said excitedly. "Harold Norbert Cheever Doris McGrady V has claimed victory! Boo yah!" he raised his arms and cheered, the shot cutting away to show all of the Peanut Gallery cheering.
“We weren't able to talk to each other as much, and it's clear we like each other as more than just friends, but how about we hang out a little bit back home and see where things go?” Leshawna suggested.
“As long as we don't rush into a committed relationship, I'd like that,” Harold smiled back.
The camera panned to the left to show Julia frantically pulling a dazed and half-conscious Zee from the rest of the avalanche, and picking him up onto her back.
"Julia," Zee said weakly, "I'm sorry that I-"
"Be quiet," Julia said with a weak smile as she carried her boyfriend over to the stretcher and set him down next to Harold. "You need to rest."
"But-" Zee tried to say.
He was cut off by Julia grabbing his head and kissing him full on the lips. "You didn’t win the money, but we can still provide for the world in our own ways, and with the power of love," she said with a smile as she broke the kiss, leaving Zee looking dopey.
The capstone theme began to play as the footage skipped ahead to a shot of the open sky, the double-rotored helicopter soon flying up into view. "That's it for this very, very off season," Chris began, standing in the open doorway with Zee and Julia sitting on the edge letting their legs dangle freely with Julia leaning into Zee; Harold and Scarlett standing on either side of Chris, the latter annoyed and the former grinning while holding the suitcase full of money to his chest; and the rest of the cast, crouching down and peering over in the gaps between and behind the rest, constantly jockeying for position as they tried to get one last shot of themselves on camera.
"This is Chris McLean, saying if you can't stand the pain-" the handsome host continued, the shot cutting in closer- "stay off the Total! Drama! Paaaahkitew Island!"
"RE-VENGE!" Max suddenly yelled from behind Scarlett, shoving her out of the helicopter, and the brainiac screamed as she fell.
The camera lingered on the dumbfounded looks of Chris and the other ex-campers, all of them staring at Max in shock. "This is how a traitor should be rewarded," he said, crossing his arms and closing his eyes defiantly.
The ex-campers and host burst out laughing, and a fun and energetic tune started to play. The camera panned over to the windshield to show Chef laughing along with the rest of the cast from the pilot's seat, and the helicopter flew away.
The music soon faded away, though, and the scene quick-panned down to show a screaming Scarlett landing in the giant mud puddle. She quickly surfaced with a shocked splutter, and pulled herself out onto dry land. "How am I going to get home now because of those imbeciles?!"
A few ominous notes were struck, and a ferocious growl caught Scarlett's attention. She looked up, and the camera zoomed out to show Scuba Bear 2.0 standing over her, eyes red. "Heheh," the brainiac laughed nervously. "You're not going to hurt me are you?"
The scene abruptly cut outward to the full long-distance shot of the island, the ominous music ending as Scarlett's scream and Scuba Bear's snarl echoed across the lake.
(Roll the Credits)
Lightning - 14th
DJ - 13th
Amy - 12th
B - 11th
Julia - 10th
Max - 9th
Leshawna - 8th
MERGE
Jo - 7th
Duncan - 6th
Ella - 5th
Sammy - 4th
Scarlett - 3rd
Zee - 2nd
Harold - 1st
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"It's eight feet deep," Chris explained over a close-up of the measuring stick showing the mud reaching up very nearly to the 8' mark, "and 200 yards across. And," the camera quick-panned to the far right side of the 'puddle', "since it's too thick to swim through," the shot cut back to the couple and Chris, "the only way to the other side is with one of you piggybacking the other."
"Umm...," Zee said hesitantly, sharing a wary look with Jo, "doesn't that mean the person on the bottom..."
"Will drown?" Chris finished. "Yes."
"What?!" Jo said in wide-eyed shock.
"Unless they use this garden hose!" Chris added, a light chime playing as he held up a length of green hose.
Zee let out a breath. "Okay then. Guess I'm on the bottom, then."
Jo's eyes widened a bit in a brief bit of surprise, and she looked at her partner. "I should be objecting to this since I'm supposed to be the helper, but hey. No heavy lifting from me."
"Yeah…" Zee agreed half heartedly.
Confessional: Zee
"I was able to hold Jo onto my back while we were skiing," Zee told the confessional. "I can still do the same while under mud."
Confessional Ends
"I know that I said you were weak in the past," Jo said, "but that was until I saw that you were able to make it this far in the game."
"You thought wrong about me," Zee replied. "I wasn’t active at first in challenges and finding food, but with Julia eliminated, I was able to grow and become a finalist."
Chris suddenly stepped between the two. "How touching. Now start the challenge."
The scene cut to Zee and Jo jumping into the mud, the former disappearing below its depths while the latter, on his shoulders, held up the length of the hose. They started moving forward, and the camera panned back to the left to show Harold, Scarlett, and Chris holding up another length of hose.
"Yeah, I'll be on top," Harold stated.
"Pardon me?" Scarlett countered, raising an eyebrow.
"I don't trust you not to let me drown," Harold told her. "Self-preservation comes first."
Scarlett groaned. "That's fair," she said, taking the hose from Chris, "but if you let me suffocate, I'm dragging you down into the mud with me."
"Crustal," Harold deadpanned, and as Scarlett crouched down, she jumped onto the brainiac's shoulders. Scarlett stood back up and put the end of the hose in her mouth, and she jumped into the mud.
The tense music faded away as the camera moved onto Chris, the host sighing as Chef walked up. "You think the mud was a bad idea?" Chris asked. "It's a little quiet… oh yeah," Chris said as if in sudden realization, "almost forgot about the Peanut Gallery. Bring 'em back in!" he said into a walkie talkie he only then pulled out.
Moments later, the wind kicked up around them, and the camera zoomed out to show the large helicopter flying in with the former contestants still hanging – and screaming as they swayed ominously – below it. "Would you let us down already?!" Leshawna shouted angrily. "It's freezin' up here!"
"Yeah, I want to cheer for Zee!" Julia chimed in.
"If I wasn't tied up right now, I'd have half a mind to pound you!" Duncan shouted at the host.
The camera focused on DJ. "Hey, Chris?" he looked forward and asked loudly. "Just bring us down before anybody else gets miffed at you!"
"No, and I don't care," Chris answered with a calm smile, until Chef whispered to him. A flat note played over a close-up of Chris staring blankly at him. "Huh...good point," he admitted. "Ooh!" he said with a sudden grin. "I just had an idea!"
A flash took the scene to Zee and Jo, the tense challenge music resuming at a low volume and slow pace in the background. They were still slogging through the mud, Zee out of sight but Jo only submerged up to her stomach. She looked back over her shoulder, smiled, then said "Keep going!" into the piece of hose she was holding. "They're way far behind!"
Confessional: Zee
"So as it turns out," Zee said, "being submerged in the mud is kinda like being trapped in the dark. But there aren't any animals below to scare me."
Confessional Ends
The music ramped up as Jo suddenly stopped moving, then seemed to turn around and start moving back towards the start. "Uh, Fruit Loop?" she asked into the hose. "We're going the wrong way!"
The camera cut to Harold, looking somewhat bored as he held the hose atop Scarlett's shoulders, before noticing the other team and frowning. "Why are they coming this way?"
"Ugh! They're too safe to sabotage each other!" came the sudden voice of Chris McLean, the camera cutting to him standing in the show's jeep with Chef at the wheel, speaking into the microphone of the jeep's loudspeaker. "Deploy the 2.0 model!"
The shot cut back to Harold and Jo as they looked around with strange expressions, the sound of something like a rocket taking off coming from somewhere in the distance. They looked up and to the left, and the camera shifted to their viewpoint to show a large object shooting up through the sky overhead...
...then abruptly diving towards them, revealing itself as a red-eyed robotic bear with small jet engines coming out of its back. Harold and Jo screamed as their respective partners continued in their previous directions, getting out of the way as the Bear landed in the mud. It hit with enough force to cause a wave of mud, which shot all the way across the puddle carrying the finalists and their helpers along for the ride. All four immediately began to cough upon landing in a muddy heap.
Confessional: Harold
"At least I have a better shot," Harold said. "We're tied right now, but who knows what other tricks Chris has up his sleeves."
Confessional Ends
A close-up of the nozzle of a fire hose in Chef's hands preceded him blasting the muddy finalists and helpers with water, all four screaming where they'd landed on the shore of the 'puddle'. Moments later, the water was shut off, leaving them drenched but clean.
"We're all tied up," Chris announced with a smile. "Perfect time for a little break. First, let's bring in the Peanut Gallery again." He took out his remote and pointed it at a patch of ground nearby, a hole opening up in it and a rather shoddy-looking set of stadium seats shooting up out of it with the ten former contestants seated – and still tied-up – in it.
"Sha-finally," Lightning said, the shot cutting to him sitting in the top row with B, DJ, Duncan, and Max and Leshawna, Ella, Julia, Sammy, and Amy in the bottom row. "Are we gonna get to watch the rest of the challenge now?"
"Yup!" Chris answered with a happy smile, pressing the button on his remote again so that a large widescreen television emerged from another hole in the ground near him and the finalists.
"Will you untie us too?" Ella chimed in.
Chris huffed. "Whine, whine, whine," he said in annoyance. "Don't I do enough for you kids as it is?"
"No," all fourteen of the season's cast members replied at the same time.
A flat note played over a close-up of the host pursing his lips. "Yeah, I owe Chef twenty bucks about that," Chris said, the camera zooming back out again to show the finalists and helpers. "Everyone, grab a seat," he instructed, and the four reluctantly sat down on the logs lying behind them. "I'm gonna show you some of my favorite clips from the show..." He pointed his remote at the TV, and the shot focused in as it switched on and started to play footage of a confessional...
"Dunderhead was already pretty useless," Jo complained. "But now he's making moves on one of the actually decent players on the team? Not on my watch!"
The camera cut in close to show Jo pausing and looking back. "Something on your mind, Anti-Squeakerbox?" she asked, the camera shifting to show B peering at her and shaking his head.
“It's not what you think it is," Jo told him. "As long as they are on this team, Julia and Zee will not date."
“Not exactly how I wanted the elimination to play, but hey. Julia’s gone and with Zee still in the game, I could manipulate him into doing whatever I say,” Jo grinned.
The footage paused, and Chris leaned out in front of the television with a wide and mischievous grin. "Seems like there isn't a shipper on deck…" he said impishly.
"So you were trying to keep me and Julia apart?" Zee said as the camera moved to him and Jo, his eyes wide with shock. "Does this mean that...,"
"Yup. I convinced Julia to quit," Jo replied. "I didn't expect her to fully go through with it since I was gonna vote you out!"
"I can't believe you'd try and do that!" Zee said with a glare!"
"If I didn't do what I did, then you two likely would've blown challenges for us like the dueling one!" Jo argued back.
The camera focused on Julia in the Peanut Gallery. "I was trying to defend my boyfriend, but sure," she said dryly.
"I'm just worried what Chris is gonna show from Scarlett," Sammy said. "It looks like he wants to mess up the finalists and their helpers..."
"Maybe he won't show anything?" Amy suggested. "I mean, it's not like Scarlett and Harold were that close to begin with."
The shot cut back to a smiling Chris. "Oh, don't worry, I have no intention of leaving those guys out of all this fun," he said happily.
"I don't see how," Scarlett said. "Harold already knows everything about me now. I’m practically an open book."
Chris laughed. "Seems you forgot that the cameras are always on. So here's some more juicy information that everybody gets to hear." The screen on the TV went from static to a scene from the fifth episode.
Scarlett herself grabbed the dueling stick Ella retrieved, fished an electric eel out of the water, and tossed it to Max. "Max!" she cried, and her teammates looked at her in confusion, prompting her to pretend that she had coughed. "Pardon me!"
“The plan was for Max to be the only one not in the trap, so the team would know he built it and vote him off!” Scarlett confessed.
"I overheard Leshawna and Harold's conversation when they were foraging together, and Leshawna being on to me is something that I refuse to let happen," Scarlett claimed. “Zee's really gullible enough to deceive, and I'll try to talk to Ella.”
A deep, dramatic note was struck over a shot of Harold in shock. "So it was you who got Leshawna eliminated!" he scowled in Scarlett's direction.
"I wasn't ready to come out just yet, and between the two of you, you were less likely to warn anyone about me!" Scarlett retorted.
"So all this time, Scarlett was aiming to usurp her master!" Max ranted.
"I don't blame her," Leshawna commented. “As much of a pain as she is, I would've done the same thing and sent your annoying behind home.”
"Okay," Chris said happily as the shot moved onto him, "I'm sensing some major hostility and I'm liking it. I'm out of popcorn, though, so we should probably get back to the challenge."
"Seriously?!" the finalists and helpers alike exclaimed.
"Obviously, the helpers aren't gonna be very helpful anymore," Chris replied. "So, instead of helpers, Jo and Scarlett will now be hinderers." As he spoke, Chef walked back into view with a pair of video game controllers, tossing one each to Scarlett and Jo. "The island is now back online," Chris continued, "and, with these controllers, they will be able to throw up obstacles to throw you down, or, completely crush you."
The shot cut to Scarlett as she looked at her controller and smirked. "Good to know."
"Looking forward to it," Jo said in determination.
Harold and Zee gulped, and Chris laughed. "That was the good part," he said. "Let me tell you the bad part. You have ten minutes to finish this challenge," he told Zee and Harold. "If neither of you do, Scarlett and Jo get to split the money."
"Dude, what?" Zee said in shock.
"You can't do that!" Harold protested.
"I can! I will! I am! GO!" Chris announced, blowing his airhorn right in Chef's face, earning an annoyed sigh from the man. Harold and Zee immediately ran off, but the camera cut to a close-up of a thoughtful Jo.
"Well...I want the money, but I'm not really comfortable with how this is set up," Jo said to herself. "But...I guess it wouldn't be too bad if I just made this a little more challenging for them..."
"Do what you want," Scarlett said, the camera panning over to show her grinning darkly with her controller in hand. "I'm getting my justice."
Confessional: Jo
“And I thought I was an underhanded person,” Jo mentioned to herself. “Velma has less morals than me and Gnome Master.”
Confessional: Scarlett
"I was snubbed in the last episode," Scarlett confessed. "And now that I've been given permission, I can stop the finalists from winning without getting electrocuted!" She pulled out the remote from the seventh episode. "I don't even need this device. I have a controller to do the job for it."
Confessionals End
A few quick drum taps opened up a deep and dangerous challenge theme, the scene returning to Zee and Harold sprinting across the open field only to gape in shock as the pine trees in the background starting launching like rockets.
"What the heck?" Harold said. "Rocket trees?"
One landed right behind them, forcing both finalists to roll forward out of the way. "This island is wild!" Zee cried as the two continued running, more and more trees landing behind them like massive spears.
The two were shown together in a brief close-up, raising their eyebrows in surprise. A quick-pan ahead revealed the landscape changing, trees and rock formations rising up out of the artificial ground to form a large, dense barrier.
Harold jumped ahead of Zee as they climbed over the first big rock formation.
Zee vaulted downward and dashing forward along a lower 'path' among the rocks. Just as he was about to jump down onto grass, however, a boulder shot upward – and he landed on it groin-first. A close-up showed him letting out a high-pitched squeal of pain.
Harold's wince drew the camera's attention back upward to show him leaping from a boulder and grabbing onto the branch of a tree, only for the tree to suddenly shoot back down into the ground – causing him to yell as it dragged him down and slammed him back-first onto a fallen log.
Zee gave him a quick concerned glance as he jumped onto the same log, then upwards onto a rock formation before climbing onward and to the right and out of sight.
The scene cut back to the hinderers, both still working their controllers with Scarlett still looking considerably happier about it. "No need to change what works," Jo said uncertainty.
"What happened to that cutthroat attitude you've been displaying?" Scarlett asked. "Don't throw it away when I can get something out of it. And lower some of those trees. They're giving them too much cover from this storm I'm whipping up."
The camera panned onto the monitor to show Zee and Harold struggling against a powerful wind as they walked through what looked like a dense forest as leaves, dust, branches, and various small woodland animals blew past them.
A focus on the monitor's screen transitioned the scene back to the challenge. "I think...I can see the finish line in the distance," Zee said, pausing for a moment as he struggled against the intense gale.
"They're not making this easy on us," Harold commented.
The pair briefly passed behind a thick and mossy pine tree, the camera zooming in slightly as they reappeared. "Would you?" Zee asked.
"...I guess not," Harold answered after a moment.
The shot cut back to the Peanut Gallery to show them watching with worry and anticipation. "C'mon, Harold," Leshawna spoke. "Just hang in there."
"I know you can win this, Zee," Julia said. "You deserve it after everything."
Then the camera cut back to the hinderers, Chris standing next to their monitor with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face. "Ooh! They're getting close!" he said excitedly, prompting Scarlett to scowl and Jo to frown.
Once more the scene moved back to the finalists, their arms raised to buffer themselves against the winds – snow beginning to fall and lightning beginning to crack in the background - with Harold in the lead. "Two minutes left!" Chris called out over the island's loudspeaker. "Two minutes!"
"I...," Harold said with glee. "I think I can make it!"
"Not if I can help it!" Zee shouted, speeding up as the dense trees around him and Harold began to recede into the ground – and the tense and dangerous challenge music resumed. "If I win, me and Julia can go out and change the world together."
"I have to win this," Harold told him. "I've been undervalued and looked down on by my peers, friends, and even my family. I need to prove my might."
The snowy ground below their feet began to crack. A hollow sound played, then all at once, the ground shot up under them, earning startled yells from both. The shot soon cut to the new peak they were standing on rising up into the sky, then stopping.
"Drats..." Zee muttered, both finalists looking down with wide eyes. his final word echoed as the camera zoomed out, revealing the snowy mountain they were now at the top of.
The Peanut Gallery was shown gasping, as were Jo, though Scarlett was smiling as their misfortune. "Twenty seconds left...!" Chris said as the camera moved on to him looking at his watch.
The shot cut back to Harold. "I guess it's over," he sighed. “Scarlett wins after all.”
Zee noticed a bulge in the snow beside him. The boy shoved his hand into it and pulled out the phone Duncan stole from Chris. "I don't know how this got here, but we have to get down. Start stomping the ground."
Harold nodded and stomped on the ground at his feet, and after a few cracks, Zee hurled the phone down, breaking the device apart. Their eyes widened as the mountain began to crumble under them, and the ground imploded in on itself.
"Six! Five!" Chris began to count off, the music cutting out save for a single plodding note to highlight each number. "Four!" The camera panned onto the television, showing both finalists tumbling through the snow and rock. "Three! Two! One!" The shot cut to the finish banner, then zoomed out to show the avalanche stopping just under it – with neither finalist in sight. "GAME OVER!" he announced, blowing on his airhorn as a subdued but triumphant riff played.
Jo stood up in surprise, and Scarlett started cheering.
"My mission was a success!" Scarlett said in victory. “Now hand over my well-deserved prize!”
"Congratulations Jo and Scarlett," Chris said with his usual smile. "Revenge is sweetest-" he glanced at the monitor- "ohhhhh, what have we here?" he said with a sudden look of shock, the music cutting out as he pointed at the television screen.
A sharp note played as a familiar hand stuck out of the snow lying just past the finish line and waved. Scarlett's jaw dropped in shock, and Jo let out a sigh of relief.
The scene cut to the finish line, the camera pulling back a little ways as Chef walked up with a stretcher, dressed as a female nurse. Leshawna ran onscreen and pushed him out of the way. Chef flew off frame with a shout, and Leshawna grabbed the arm and pulled, freeing a shocked and snowy Harold from the aftermath of the avalanche. "Oh," he groaned, looking around as Leshawna dropped him on the stretcher, "what happened?" he asked as the victorious music began to play again with much more enthusiasm.
"You won, Ginger Baby!" Leshawna answered with a smile, the camera pulling out even more to show Harold looking back at the finish banner.
"I did it!" Harold said excitedly. "Harold Norbert Cheever Doris McGrady V has claimed victory! Boo yah!" he raised his arms and cheered, the shot cutting away to show all of the Peanut Gallery cheering.
“We weren't able to talk to each other as much, and it's clear we like each other as more than just friends, but how about we hang out a little bit back home and see where things go?” Leshawna suggested.
“As long as we don't rush into a committed relationship, I'd like that,” Harold smiled back.
The camera panned to the left to show Julia frantically pulling a dazed and half-conscious Zee from the rest of the avalanche, and picking him up onto her back.
"Julia," Zee said weakly, "I'm sorry that I-"
"Be quiet," Julia said with a weak smile as she carried her boyfriend over to the stretcher and set him down next to Harold. "You need to rest."
"But-" Zee tried to say.
He was cut off by Julia grabbing his head and kissing him full on the lips. "You didn’t win the money, but we can still provide for the world in our own ways, and with the power of love," she said with a smile as she broke the kiss, leaving Zee looking dopey.
The capstone theme began to play as the footage skipped ahead to a shot of the open sky, the double-rotored helicopter soon flying up into view. "That's it for this very, very off season," Chris began, standing in the open doorway with Zee and Julia sitting on the edge letting their legs dangle freely with Julia leaning into Zee; Harold and Scarlett standing on either side of Chris, the latter annoyed and the former grinning while holding the suitcase full of money to his chest; and the rest of the cast, crouching down and peering over in the gaps between and behind the rest, constantly jockeying for position as they tried to get one last shot of themselves on camera.
"This is Chris McLean, saying if you can't stand the pain-" the handsome host continued, the shot cutting in closer- "stay off the Total! Drama! Paaaahkitew Island!"
"RE-VENGE!" Max suddenly yelled from behind Scarlett, shoving her out of the helicopter, and the brainiac screamed as she fell.
The camera lingered on the dumbfounded looks of Chris and the other ex-campers, all of them staring at Max in shock. "This is how a traitor should be rewarded," he said, crossing his arms and closing his eyes defiantly.
The ex-campers and host burst out laughing, and a fun and energetic tune started to play. The camera panned over to the windshield to show Chef laughing along with the rest of the cast from the pilot's seat, and the helicopter flew away.
The music soon faded away, though, and the scene quick-panned down to show a screaming Scarlett landing in the giant mud puddle. She quickly surfaced with a shocked splutter, and pulled herself out onto dry land. "How am I going to get home now because of those imbeciles?!"
A few ominous notes were struck, and a ferocious growl caught Scarlett's attention. She looked up, and the camera zoomed out to show Scuba Bear 2.0 standing over her, eyes red. "Heheh," the brainiac laughed nervously. "You're not going to hurt me are you?"
The scene abruptly cut outward to the full long-distance shot of the island, the ominous music ending as Scarlett's scream and Scuba Bear's snarl echoed across the lake.
(Roll the Credits)
Lightning - 14th
DJ - 13th
Amy - 12th
B - 11th
Julia - 10th
Max - 9th
Leshawna - 8th
MERGE
Jo - 7th
Duncan - 6th
Ella - 5th
Sammy - 4th
Scarlett - 3rd
Zee - 2nd
Harold - 1st
2024.05.20 02:16 lastcol Issue with Tom Bihn Synapse 25. Need help
I recently went on a 10-day trip to Europe from the US. I used my Tom Bihn Synapse 25 Halcyon for venturing out and needing to pack items when hiking, for train rides, quick access to passports and paperwork, stow away items/souvenirs purchased during the trip, etc.
My issue with the Tom Bihn S25 is one I’ve seen a few people mention in posts historically: - When the bag is fully packed, it turns into a beach ball shape; which is neither comfortable nor aesthetically pleasing - I was never able to get it to stand up on its own, as it just falls forward or backward when sat upright on the ground - I also feel like it sags a lot when there are items packed in the front compartments but the main compartment is not fully packed - It’s almost as if the bag doesn’t have a definitive shape, which I don’t think I’m a huge fan of at this point
Any bag recs of similar size for travel, hiking, EDC, that would maybe hold their shape better but still have the very high quality that the TB does? I was looking at Duluth Pack, Redoxx, Aer, Go Ruck, ILE. Was also wondering if TB in ballistic over halcyon would help.
TIA
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My issue with the Tom Bihn S25 is one I’ve seen a few people mention in posts historically: - When the bag is fully packed, it turns into a beach ball shape; which is neither comfortable nor aesthetically pleasing - I was never able to get it to stand up on its own, as it just falls forward or backward when sat upright on the ground - I also feel like it sags a lot when there are items packed in the front compartments but the main compartment is not fully packed - It’s almost as if the bag doesn’t have a definitive shape, which I don’t think I’m a huge fan of at this point
Any bag recs of similar size for travel, hiking, EDC, that would maybe hold their shape better but still have the very high quality that the TB does? I was looking at Duluth Pack, Redoxx, Aer, Go Ruck, ILE. Was also wondering if TB in ballistic over halcyon would help.
TIA
2024.05.20 02:13 speedyBoi96240 Round 4: the phantom-weight champion versus the exalted seraph
 | Spitfire slumped over and trudged out of the arena. submitted by speedyBoi96240 to skylanders [link] [comments] His worldview had been altered severely. Not once in his life had he ever thought about giving an opponent respect on their deathbed. But there was just something about that fight that shook his head for him. He ended his round the least injured of anyone before him. An incredible feat considering the two before him were amongst the strongest skylanders. But not only that, round 3 had left the arena in the best state so far. Not many wounds lay upon the battlefield this time giving the cleaners a well deserved break after the catastrophic damage caused in the first 2 rounds. Ambush sat in the stands blown away by what he had just witnessed, other skylanders, mabu and greebles were loudly discussing the outcome. A large and intimidating figure loomed towards ambush. When it reached him a gruff yet booming voice greeted him. “AMBUSH MY GOOD FRIEND ITS NICE TO SEE YOU, WHAT DID I MISS?” Is what the man said. Ambush slightly startled turned to the man knowing exactly who he was. “Tri tip… ive told you countless times that you need to use your inside voice more often” ambush responded. “BUT AMBUSH MY GOOD FRIEND, THIS IS NO TIME FOR SILENCE, THIS IS TIME FOR UPROAR!” Tri tip countered. “Yes yes i suppose an event this exhilarating doesnt happen every day… now you asked what you missed correct?”. “YEYUP”. “Well that spitfire just turned our fellow miss boom bloom into past tense”. “WHAT?”. “I forget you're not the brightest… ahem, boom bloom is dead, spitfire killed her”. “WOAH, SOMEONE ACTUALLY BEAT A SENSEI? AMAZING!” tri tip seemed very happy for someone who had just lost a colleague and friend. “Disturbing priorities aside how is king pen doing?”. “OH YEAH I JUST SAW HIM, HE SHOULD BE SHIP SHAPE BY THE END OF THE NEXT ROUND HE SAID”. “Brilliant, i may have to fight again soon, i dont want him in the hospital for that”. “SO WHO’S UP NEXT?” Tri tip questioned. “Well if you had ever learnt to read you would see the notice board over there” ambush pointed to a large board hovering above the arena as if by magic. “WHEN ONE IS AS IN TOUCH WITH THE POWER OF THE CLUB AS I AM READING PALES IN COMPARISON MY FRIEND”. “Oh no doubt” ambush mocked “well it says the next to fight are night shift and knight light”. Tri tips eyes widened “NO WAY! THE KNIGHT LIGHT? YOU MEAN…”. “I do… the only knight i have ever trained, to surpass me…”. “WOW! I MEAN JUST WOW! WITH A MAN LIKE THAT FIGHTING MY CLUB WANES FOR MY ROUND EVEN MORE!” Tri tips joy could not be contained and exploded out into a destructive little dance that he performed so carelessly that he accidentally trampled a mabu or two yet failed to notice. Suddenly a voice echoed throughout the stadium. “ATTENTION VIEWERS OF THE MOST EXTRAVAGANT EXTRAVAGANZA TO GRACE THIS WORLD IN CENTURIES!” The voice seemed to be coming from speakers placed around the stands. “ROUND 4 OF THE TOURNAMENT WILL BEGIN SHORTLY! DONT FORGET TO PLACE YOUR BETS AND PLEASE MAKE SURE ANY CHILDREN WITHIN THE VICINITY ARE VACATED IMMEDIATELY”. “That’s the que tri tip…” ambush said. tri tip abruptly stopped his dance and swung himself onto one of the benches and yelled “OH SWEET! I CANT WAIT”. “No need to, looks like the fighters are already stepping up to the plate” ambush pointed out. “BRILLIANT! THEY REALLY DID MEAN SHORTLY WHEN THEY SAID SHORTLY!”. “Excellent observation…” ambush said as he rolled his eyes. Before anyone knew it the fighters of round 4 were staring each other down just like the six others before them. Knight light brandished his traptanium scimitar with a stoic expression on his face and night shift was shadow boxing the air inbetween the both of them. Both fighters took their professions before becoming skylanders very seriously. One was an all star in the ring, revered and highly admired amongst the viewership. The other was a knight like no other, an angelic swordsman that wore armour fashioned by the most esteemed blacksmiths and craftsmen skylands had ever known. Even with all of this being popular lore amongst skylands, no one could have forseen what would take place the millisecond the bell rang, no one except the two in the ring. Thats right, a ring, the very place night shift was the reigning champion in for most of his life, until he was forced out due to the officals having to ban his signature techniques. Thats right, they had to ban his fighting style to give anyone a chance. But in this ring… He was free. He could do anything he wanted to the man that stood before him. And night shift displayed his understanding of this once the bell rang… The vampiric boxer opened with a swift chomp to knight lights shoulder. And to everyones suprise… It broke through his armour… The same armour that had never been pierced, not even by the most divine weapons in skylands. Knight light was the only person who was unfazed. “Impressive…” Knight light praised. “You’re impressed by this, boy? Trust me this is nothing compared to what you have yet to see…” night shift stated condescendingly but truthfully. “Is that so? Then please, show me…” Knight light said confidently. Night shift smiled and responded with a technique he liked to call the over underhand. A powerful attack that ended 86% of his fights during his hayday. This involves throwing a simple over hand punch at range, then when the opponent least expects it, using his teleportation he would instantly move in close and throw a powerful under hand strike that embodies the true damage of the technique as opposed to the diversion the first hit is meant to be. So when he performed this on knight light you best believe it did some real damage. Knight light attempted a block on the over hand like so many did in the past. However he simply could not react to the under hand just like everyone else. The resulting damage from the attack left a boxing glove sized hole in knight lights armour revealing his stomach. “Remarkable, i never thoug-” knight light started before being interupted by a lightning fast barrage of punches that were thrown at him. Each punch dented his armour and spread cracks across its surface. Just after a few seconds of the barrage happening knight light had decided that he had had enough… He lifted his hand and bent his fingers like he was holding a sphere before launching a bright flash of light at night shift. “Fighting dirty are we? I can do that too…” knight light said as his opponent was violently blinded. Night shift still had his guard up however, so when knight light swung his scimitar with enough strength to cleave a mountain in two it was not a lethal blow. His knuckle had a chip in it and a tear in one of his coveted gloves was made but overall no problematic damage was taken. An impressive display of a boxing champions instinct that shocked the crowd. “WOW! THIS SHIFTY GUY HAS SOME REAL SKILLS” tri tip yelled to ambush over the cheering audience. “Indeed, however knight light isnt even attempting to win yet…” ambush responded. “WHAT!? THIS IS LITERALLY A FIGHT TO THE DEATH WHAT COULD HE BE WAITING FOR??” tri tip replied in a perplexed manner. “He knows that night shift is not just all stats”. “WHAT?”. “Sigh night shift has a trump card and knight light is trying to bait it out” ambush explained. “AHHH SO HE’S USING HIS BRAIN TO FIGHT! I NEVER REALLY GOT USED TO THAT” tri tip said honestly. “That is unfortunately excruciatingly evident…”. “YEAH WELL YOUR BIG FANCY WORDS HAVE NOTHING ON MY CLUB!” Tri tip yelled defensively. “Yes im sure thats the case, now lets just focus on the match” ambush redirected. “FINE! BUT ONLY BECAUSE THAT ONES THROWING A HAYMAKER!!”. and sure enough if you were watching the fight in that very moment you would see a still blinded night shift throw a devestatingly powerful punch that made a perfect connection with the skull of his opponent. A large shockwave was created by the impact and the tiles of the arena crumbled but more importantly knight lights helmet shattered into a thousand pieces. The man who's face had not been seen ever since his duty of protecting the starlight began… Had eyes cast upon that very face for the first time since then. Underneath he was not a gruff viking or an ascended immortal, instead he was just a person, like everyone else. All of the legends that were told about him had clouded everyones view of such a figure. The revealing of his face made knight light feel more human, it grounded him for the first time in a while, like a burden had been lifted from his shoulders. So the act came off, the veil was lifted and he spoke… “you shitty old man…”. At the very sight of hearing such words from this man the crowd silenced themselves. “Do you really think anything you have done so far is impressive?” He continued “Do you really think someone like me could ever be compared to you?” “Well… i thought those things too, until that punch just now” knight light smiled a comforting smile “All of my battles and feats placed me on a pedestal that i wasnt worthy of in my eyes” “But you have just brought me down into a sport” “A place i can be myself and not the stoic hero everyone thinks i am” “So for that i thank you” “Ya done squirt?” Night shift grumbled obviously just regaining his eyesight. “I am” knight light responded. “Good, because all of this character development is real nice n’ all but i want to know why, even after everything i’ve thrown at you…” “You’re still in the same spot you started the match in” The crowd remained silent but in response to night shifts statement the silence grew louder. No one had realised it but even after taking hits that easily broke his armour not once had knight lights feet ever left the ground, not once had he ever been knocked backwards, not once had he cried out in pain and whats more? Not once had he bled. “Well you see… my armour is moreso for theatrics, batman has his outfit, superman has his and so does wonder woman” knight light answered. “Are you sassing me compadre?” Night shift snarled. “Not at all! It is strong armour no doubt but my armour is never what made me strong, no no you see my bones and muscles were enhanced by the starlight itself, after a millenia within its proximity, intern granting me enormous power”. “You talk like your blood is gold and honestly that makes my blood boil but what you're telling me scares me…”. “Why’s that?”. “Because if what you said was true that means… that swing you took at me whilst i was blind, was your absolute weakest possible attack”. “Atleast it wasn’t obvious” knight light chuckled. The crowd began getting loud at the changing tides, this fight just went from fairly even to a massive mismatch. However an interesting development in knight lights demeanour was noticeable as it was no longer pompous and gallant but he was a lot more lax despite still displaying faint hints of those aforementioned traits. “Since a funeral is gonna have to happen soon its best we get back to the fight” night shift yawned. “We probably should but don’t dig your own grave like that, its unbecoming of a champion”. “Oh i wasn’t talking about me pal… ive got no one to attend my funeral”. “Ah a lonely road you’ve paved i take it?”. Night shifts eye twitched with irritation “let’s just box, im sick of hearing shakespear”. “As you wish” knight light obliged and opened with a brutal yet glamorous attack. This attack wasn’t even initiated by so little as a gesture. It simply started with light pouring out of knight lights body. This light was very water like and flowed gracefully before sharpening and becoming rigid. Once solid it wrapped around night shift before he had any hope of reacting to such an attack. It then pulled him towards knight light who began to charge up a special type of swing. One that follows through beyond all the way. This technique was one that had slain many elderitch horrors in the past and its name was “the celestial vortex”. Once night shift was stunned, helpless and in range knight light let loose… He swung his scimitar, but not just regularly, like i said, beyond all the way. The second half of the celestial vortex consists of a 1080 degree spin with the traptanium scimitar. This means the attack encompasses the full area around knight light and strikes three seperate times with powerful blows. And so that is exactly what happened to night shift… The first hit ripped through his ghastly body, the second shattered his mortal bones and the third killed him. Or so everyone thought because although his body laid lifeless on the ground moments after the incredible attack, a coffin manifested around it out of nowhere. This coffin had an ominous aura that swirled in demonic fury around it. But not long after appearing it burst open and a good as new night shift was there ready to settle the score. “Suprise, im immortal” he said with an astonishing amount of hubris for a man who just got diced in three seperate ways. “So thats it is it?” Knight light in the arena and ambush in the audience understood the event at the same time and prefaced this with the exact same words. “THATS GOTTA BREAK SOME KIND OF RULE RIGHT!?” tri tip roared in signature sportsfan fashion. “Well surely an opponent that can’t die has a supreme advantage in a battle to the death yes, however there may be ways around it we are currently unaware of” ambush tried to approach the situation with logic and reason. “NA THIS GUY IS GONNA WIN THE ENTIRE THING, THIS JUST GOT BORING IM OUT” tri tip angrily hopped out of his seat and turned to leave the stadium. Instead he bumped into an individual almost as large as himself. It was king pen, still bandaged up a tad but overall he seemed in good health. “Now now tri tip, did the club not teach you patience?” King pen persuaded. “WHA- KING PEN YOU’RE BACK UP AND RUNNING ALREADY!?” Tri tip was startled by the sudden appearance of his leader, mentor and friend. “Why yes i am, and im glad to say i did not miss too much of this spectacular match”. “BUT YOU SAID YOU’D BE READY BY THE END OF ROUND 4”. “Oh silly tri tip, always being so dense, thats what i love about you, theres no bigger picture in your mind. Can’t you see the round is already coming to a close?” His words sounded harsh but they were comforting and professional in a strange way. “I- IT IS?”. “Just watch, my friend” king pen put a hand on the shoulder tri tip did not have his club over and guided him back into his seat then sat peacefully beside him. Night shift was still, his guard was raised and his eyes were focused. Knight light was obviously brain storming, desperately trying to find a way he could overcome immortality. But it wasn’t possible… There isn’t a way to kill an opponent that can’t die… All he could do was smile softly. “There may be nothing i can do to you vampire… however! I will put up my very best against you!” He said confidently. “Id expect nothing less” night shift replied in agreement with his philosophy. And so knight light engaged with a heavy swing downwards onto night shift who swiftly teleported out of the way. Knight light spun around with another ferocious swing that again was dodged easily. The powerful shockwaves from these attacks tore apart the arena violently. Many more swings were performed and each successive one had more power than the last. After 12 or so more attacks night shift performed his final dodge. Not to say he got hit no, he simply began charging up a powerful punch in response to knight lights onslought. This was no ordinary punch however. The way he tensed his phantom muscles was very unique. He held the power that he would normally release into one of his jabs. This subsequently multiplied the force that the punch would exert. But the main problem was that he had to hold the punch for a while. A feat that wasn’t easy with an actively attacking opponent. So when knight light began another swing, night shift tapped into a power that would majorly help him. This power allowed him to constantly teleport to every location simultaneously within a small area around knight light. This made him virtually unhittable. He called it “the ghost gods ring”. Knight light was completely perplexed by the sight of such an ability. His attacks halted and his brain was scattered in thought. But again everything has a downside and this technique drained night shifts stamina incredibly fast. At the very least he had to throw this powerful punch with enough energy to not make it a dud. However he only had this one chance to do it… It was an all or nothing approach but it was the only way he could ever hope to win. So he channelled both techniques for an entire minute. A minute is what he assumed to be the perfect amount of time but really he had no clue. A constant minute of being omnipresent in a specific section of the arena… A constant minute of having his very internal forces gestate and multiply within his muscles… This was an incredibly risky play to make, if he didnt end this with this attack he was absolutely done for. His body would be destroyed internally and he would be forced to die over and over again until he had regained enough energy to try it again. But now was the time to launch it… He methodically stopped his rapid teleportation behind knight light. Then he released all of the pent up force he had been holding in, into a full fledged super punch. The punch radiated power, it generated shockwaves just by existing. Reality warped and light bended around it. The size of the fist grew to a humongous size as if by the will of the universe. This attack was called “The pinnacle of punches” and it ended 1% of night shifts matches back in the day. It came into contact with knight light before he even realised what was happening. Steam was being let off in every direction and the surrounding section of the arena was levelled completely with nothing built by mabu remaining. Knight lights last few pieces of armour turned to dust. All that survived was his boots and his pants. Night shift struggled to keep the punch thrown. His vision swayed and his energy dwindled but he kept holding out for the win. Well he did until… His fist exploded. The sheer pressure of the clash was too much for his hand to take. Everyone including both fighters were absolutely gobsmacked with this development in the fight. But what they were to see next would set the precedent… that this fight was unwinnable… Knight light appeared to have taken zero damage from that attack. And whats worse was the fact that his feet were still in the exact same spot they had been in the entire fight. The first person to realise the match was a lost cause was none other than night shift himself. “So thats it huh…” he said in a hushed tone “You are one hell of a guy” “You took the best i had…” “And you’re not just still standing…” “You didn’t even budge, you didn’t even bruise” “The only one who got hurt by that hit was me” “And honestly i’d be pissed if it didn’t…” “That was the strongest punch i have ever thrown and im proud of it” “But more importantly im concerned about this match now…” “Neither of us can kill the other, i can’t put a dent on ya and you can’t put me down for good” “So what’re we gon’ do?” He finished “While i appreciate your praise and your power i actually did think of a way to kill you” knight light confessed. If everyone wasn’t already silent from shock they were now. “You did?” Night shift asked intrigued. “Yeah but before i show you i just wanted to say a few things” “I’ve never had such an intense fight” “Its been a real rollercoaster and to be quite honest at the beginning i thought you were just a grumpy old fart” “But you exceeded every expectation i had of you” “And just for you im gonna try to talk normally from now on” he finished the sentence with one last comforting smile “Hehe… i’d say your doing a great job, i understood every word you said just fine” night shift chuckled. The whole crowd was dying to know what knight light had in store for them. No one could believe a way to kill the unkillable existed. But little did they know… Knight light was about to invent one… “Alright!” He yelled to gather everyones attention “Observe! For you won’t see a more impressive attack as long as you venture within this realm!” He said raising his arms, one holding his scimitar “So much for talking normally…” night shift mumbled. All of the spectators viewed intently only to see… Knight light doing the unthinkable before doing the even more unthinkable. He stepped forward… For the first time in this match he had moved out of his starting position. A thing that would be commonplace in any other fight had become suprising to see in this one. But he didn’t step forward for no reason no, he took a stance with his scimitar over his head in the air. He was slightly crouched and he held his free hand outwards like he was stopping someone. His wings outstretched themselves as if ready to take flight. Now that all of the preparation was done he inhaled slowly then exhaled even slower… Suddenly a pool of light formed around his feet and expanded to encompass a large area around him. Then his body began to glow with a radiant light, like that of the sun. The very same light encircled his sword and began to wrap around it like a web that flexed and vibrated in a helix pattern. “Your fighting style reminded me of something…” he began “The way you made yourself seem numerous and the fact that every punch you threw was stunningly beautiful” “It just brought stars to my mind” “And what was around before the stars?” “Nothing” “So thats exactly what this attack will do” “Not nothing, but it will completely erase anything in its path, wiping anything from the face of reality” The crowd loudly discussed this revelation. Ofcourse it was so simple yet no one else had ever thought of it. The crowd seemed to understand the weight of these statements. But one question was asked numerous times within their discussions. Could an attack really remove something from the world for good? Well… Knight light would be about to answer that question… For when he swings his blade… The truth will be evident. “In a way this attack will be named after you…” knight light was still talking as the attack was charging “You inspired it…” the light danced around him in the air and shimmered on his body “And Im going to name it after the inspiration” his scimitar was glowing with a very volatile and unstable light that shifted tones so much no one could determine its colour “It must be an honour having to be killed this way…” his muscles tensed in response to the light moving on his body as if they were soaking it in like a plant “Likewise its an honour having to kill you this way…” the very air in the stadium began to sparkle like glitter “That’s why im calling this ability, the highest possible grade of attack that can ever be reached, “the brightest constellation” as soon as he finished those words knight light jumped into the air “I couldn’t have had a better opponent in this here match today… thank you” night shift heroically stood proud ready to embrace death as he said his final words. The jump knight light performed broke the sound barrier and created a sonic boom that sent people in the stadium flying off of their seats. The liquid light that covered the floor of the arena attempted to follow him up into the sky, this created a bunch of pillars that were formed out of this light. Once knight light reached the apex of his jump he began hovering in place with his wings. “I thank you too…” he muttered knowing that only he could hear anything he had to say. Then he readied his scimitar and began a skydive back down to the arena. Light encompassed his body like a cacoon. It swirled enchantingly around him. On the otherhand the light on his blade began to erupt with an unsettling degree of colour. Before he knew it he was nearing the ground. In preparation he held his sword in the swinging position. Then when he was within the boundaries of the stadium again he swung his blade horizontally towards night shift with the momentum of his skydive included. All of the light within his blade, surrounding him and on the floor of the arena shot at night shift. He landed shortly after. Before reaching night shift the light transformed into stars that were linked together by lines, they resembled constellations incredibly well. But they didn’t last long because shortly after coming into creation they detonated and discharged a beyond blinding amount of light. Everyone in the audience could not see as a result of this. The attack was the mother of all flashbangs and everyone going wild in the stands proved it. The fact that they could not see meant they could not know what happened to night shift. And that was the main focus right in this moment. Everyone NEEDED to know what had happened. But no one would get an answer until the first few viewers regained their eyesight. After 19 excruciatingly long and chaotic minutes the very first people able to see again witnessed the state the arena was in. The entire third of the arena night shift was stood in… Had been decimated… It looked as though it had been carved right down to nothing, it boasted a weirdly smooth and eerie shape. Almost like within a radius of that attack, things had indeed been set to zero. But no one knew how. No one except knight light. Who was smiling with a tear in his eye. he grimly said with a catch in his throat “i’ll come to your funeral night shift…”. THE WINNER OF THIS BOUT IS KNIGHT LIGHT, THE EXALTED SERAPH! |
2024.05.20 02:09 Potential-Koala-6333 Married for a few years and have considered divorce each year
I'm a young man, raised religious, and married to my best friend for a few years. I have struggled with porn/masturbation addiction on and off throughout the years (usually as a way to cope with on/off depression). I have had stints where I didn't partake, once when I was with a girlfriend I had in/post college of 3 years where we were very sexually compatible and once when I was single and recommitting my life to our higher diety.
When I met my current parter, we we're both practicing celibacy and had committed to being better in our religious practice. we were also leaders in church and had a lot in common. Our mutual interests brought us together and made us very close. I think I was very much overjoyed to find a partner who was someone I felt connected to that would fit well into my family and the life I aspired to have religiously. she was morally a good person, and a good friend, liked to have fun, and I was attracted to her. we did our best to hold to the celibacy but we ended up doing hand stuff basically ahead of marriage. Admist that we'd grow closer and i eventually proposed because we'd been talking about it and I was convinced it was something i wanted. Just around the proposal time I'd resumed using porn, with the pandemic hitting I basically had to make a lot of sacrifices to be with our families and move away from where we lived and put some of my career aspirations on pause (my main passion is art and I actively work to grow a career in that along side my 9-5, with some momentum building and success, and I take my daily practice very seriously).
We talked a lot about the art and how it could potentially interfare with my attention/love for her. I assured her that I'm not overly consumed by my dreams to the point that I wouldn't chose her over my dreams and that'd while i have to take my goals seriously I was always going to also make her a priority. I proved that through the move, and putting a lot of my work on pause for her and happily spending time with her and the family. Admittedly it was easy because the whole world was on pause. In this time period in moments when I'd be alone I'd sneak in moments of gratification with pornography - and thoughts about the partner i had in/post college would come back in my mind. That girl was one that was very different from my current partner in terms of interests - on paper we would've wanted to lead very different lives and had different interests... but the sex was so good. We constantly had sex and really enjoyed it. Even when we broke up we tried to discuss some sort of path forward and casual sex was on the table and we openly admitted how much we enjoyed each other. She was a good friend, but couldn't really be my best friend because our interests were just so far apart. I still find myself thinking about her today and I would think about her every year since i broke up with her (well before I met my current partner) and I still do...
this previous partner had broken up with me because she didn't see a path where I was intending on being with her long term marriage wise - like we'd never even discussed it after 3.5 years of being together and we both had big career decisions ahead of us that would've required a solid foundation. Long story short I stopped communicating with her after that break up as I thought it best since it hurt my pride but also woke me up that I didn't love her enough to marry her.
fast forward to my wedding day and my partner and i, after upholding our celibacy mostly, we had sex and I didn't enjoy and she didn't either. she's smaller than my previous partner, and while I do try to be gentle in my approach because i really do love having sex and pleasing my partners, it took a while and a lot of different medical aides for her to be able to enjoy sex with me. additionally, the sex just didn't feel gratifying to me the first time we had it, and while it has improved from time to time, after three years I still am left wishing we were more sexually compatible.. i don't have the same enthusiam I did with my in/post college partner.. I'd had other partners aside from this college partner but i often think back to being with the person and how good the sex was.
I know the dissatisfaction in our day-to-day isn't only on my side. She's expressed to me how she isn't getting "enough of me". My depression has only gotten worse in marriage, things that i feel have triggered it outside of the already described dillemma are having to deal with working a 9-5 I don't enjoy while trying my best to grow my art practice into a career of it's own. It takes work, dillegence, focus, and daily practice. But my partner doesn't seem to really understand what it takes. At first she'd be upset that i wasn't willing to spend time with her every day like I do my art. so i began to make sure we had tv time, went out for food, movies, i'd never miss a hangout she wanted me to accompany her to when her friends want to double date. I'd arrange hangouts. She expressed interest in finding her own art passion so I guided her through it, and tried ot show her how valuable having something for yourself to get lost in and do daily can be. She became a bit more understanding after finding her own new passion. But because my depression has gotten worse, and I'm not enjoying our intimacy time, she complains that she still feels mostly distant from me - and I always try to make changes to help. She has been trying to suggest maybe I'm striving too hard in my craft because "clearly I'm still unhappy" and suggests that there's more to life. We got a cat, I've tried to ease up, spend more time with them, clean around the house more, go on long vacations where it's just the two of us. She has always said her passion and goal is to travel more. I think it's a cool idea but I'm also considering the cost, and time, when every day counts toward my craft.. and I feel like I have to walk on eggshells if I tell her "hey i'm going to go to the cafe and work on art by myself" or "can we just have some downtime to work on art" because every day is filled with exploration and activities and it's exhausting.. We had this one event where an artist i was excited for was supposed to perform - but because we're abroad we didn't know that clubs in the area closed super late, and she wasn't feeling the event and wanted to go home, I wanted so badly to stay and just enjoy the whole night and was really bummed we had to go... I just feel this tension like I can't enjoy/explore life and my art the way I want to with her around... I always feel like I'm looking for every opportunity to escape to be free and be myself... and all I want to do just be alone.. which is why I'm writing here.
I am really unsure what to do.. we don't have kids but we talk about it a lot just to make sure it's something we want to do. I absolutely don't want to get in too deep with this.. I really do love her and if the sex was better (because it seems to be really important to my head person (my brain)) I think I'd be a bit more motivated but I'm just not happy unless I'm either fully exploring enjoying my craft and/or sexually satisfied. I feel like i'm feeding my void with more porn and it's actually making me more depressed and holding me back... but I don't feel like my partner is helping right now either.. We've had rounds of counseling, and are always trying to have sex and I make sure I please her and myself every time, she tries too, but it just hasn't been enough for me.
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When I met my current parter, we we're both practicing celibacy and had committed to being better in our religious practice. we were also leaders in church and had a lot in common. Our mutual interests brought us together and made us very close. I think I was very much overjoyed to find a partner who was someone I felt connected to that would fit well into my family and the life I aspired to have religiously. she was morally a good person, and a good friend, liked to have fun, and I was attracted to her. we did our best to hold to the celibacy but we ended up doing hand stuff basically ahead of marriage. Admist that we'd grow closer and i eventually proposed because we'd been talking about it and I was convinced it was something i wanted. Just around the proposal time I'd resumed using porn, with the pandemic hitting I basically had to make a lot of sacrifices to be with our families and move away from where we lived and put some of my career aspirations on pause (my main passion is art and I actively work to grow a career in that along side my 9-5, with some momentum building and success, and I take my daily practice very seriously).
We talked a lot about the art and how it could potentially interfare with my attention/love for her. I assured her that I'm not overly consumed by my dreams to the point that I wouldn't chose her over my dreams and that'd while i have to take my goals seriously I was always going to also make her a priority. I proved that through the move, and putting a lot of my work on pause for her and happily spending time with her and the family. Admittedly it was easy because the whole world was on pause. In this time period in moments when I'd be alone I'd sneak in moments of gratification with pornography - and thoughts about the partner i had in/post college would come back in my mind. That girl was one that was very different from my current partner in terms of interests - on paper we would've wanted to lead very different lives and had different interests... but the sex was so good. We constantly had sex and really enjoyed it. Even when we broke up we tried to discuss some sort of path forward and casual sex was on the table and we openly admitted how much we enjoyed each other. She was a good friend, but couldn't really be my best friend because our interests were just so far apart. I still find myself thinking about her today and I would think about her every year since i broke up with her (well before I met my current partner) and I still do...
this previous partner had broken up with me because she didn't see a path where I was intending on being with her long term marriage wise - like we'd never even discussed it after 3.5 years of being together and we both had big career decisions ahead of us that would've required a solid foundation. Long story short I stopped communicating with her after that break up as I thought it best since it hurt my pride but also woke me up that I didn't love her enough to marry her.
fast forward to my wedding day and my partner and i, after upholding our celibacy mostly, we had sex and I didn't enjoy and she didn't either. she's smaller than my previous partner, and while I do try to be gentle in my approach because i really do love having sex and pleasing my partners, it took a while and a lot of different medical aides for her to be able to enjoy sex with me. additionally, the sex just didn't feel gratifying to me the first time we had it, and while it has improved from time to time, after three years I still am left wishing we were more sexually compatible.. i don't have the same enthusiam I did with my in/post college partner.. I'd had other partners aside from this college partner but i often think back to being with the person and how good the sex was.
I know the dissatisfaction in our day-to-day isn't only on my side. She's expressed to me how she isn't getting "enough of me". My depression has only gotten worse in marriage, things that i feel have triggered it outside of the already described dillemma are having to deal with working a 9-5 I don't enjoy while trying my best to grow my art practice into a career of it's own. It takes work, dillegence, focus, and daily practice. But my partner doesn't seem to really understand what it takes. At first she'd be upset that i wasn't willing to spend time with her every day like I do my art. so i began to make sure we had tv time, went out for food, movies, i'd never miss a hangout she wanted me to accompany her to when her friends want to double date. I'd arrange hangouts. She expressed interest in finding her own art passion so I guided her through it, and tried ot show her how valuable having something for yourself to get lost in and do daily can be. She became a bit more understanding after finding her own new passion. But because my depression has gotten worse, and I'm not enjoying our intimacy time, she complains that she still feels mostly distant from me - and I always try to make changes to help. She has been trying to suggest maybe I'm striving too hard in my craft because "clearly I'm still unhappy" and suggests that there's more to life. We got a cat, I've tried to ease up, spend more time with them, clean around the house more, go on long vacations where it's just the two of us. She has always said her passion and goal is to travel more. I think it's a cool idea but I'm also considering the cost, and time, when every day counts toward my craft.. and I feel like I have to walk on eggshells if I tell her "hey i'm going to go to the cafe and work on art by myself" or "can we just have some downtime to work on art" because every day is filled with exploration and activities and it's exhausting.. We had this one event where an artist i was excited for was supposed to perform - but because we're abroad we didn't know that clubs in the area closed super late, and she wasn't feeling the event and wanted to go home, I wanted so badly to stay and just enjoy the whole night and was really bummed we had to go... I just feel this tension like I can't enjoy/explore life and my art the way I want to with her around... I always feel like I'm looking for every opportunity to escape to be free and be myself... and all I want to do just be alone.. which is why I'm writing here.
I am really unsure what to do.. we don't have kids but we talk about it a lot just to make sure it's something we want to do. I absolutely don't want to get in too deep with this.. I really do love her and if the sex was better (because it seems to be really important to my head person (my brain)) I think I'd be a bit more motivated but I'm just not happy unless I'm either fully exploring enjoying my craft and/or sexually satisfied. I feel like i'm feeding my void with more porn and it's actually making me more depressed and holding me back... but I don't feel like my partner is helping right now either.. We've had rounds of counseling, and are always trying to have sex and I make sure I please her and myself every time, she tries too, but it just hasn't been enough for me.
2024.05.20 01:54 Totorobi Stuck in 50% thrust with throttle in default position (VKB Gladiator Sticks)
I've been trying to get back into star citizen recently and was excited to start using my VKB dual stick setup again when I found that they remapped all of my default controls. I started one by one remapping them to my preferences and I've run into the issue of my throttle always being at 50% output with it in its default position. I've been searching for an absolute and relative throttle option which I can't seem to find. I like it when pulling back on the throttle stops me and eventually pulls my ship backwards, while pushing forward enables forward thrust, and leaving it in default applies no thrust in any direction. I'm currently stuck with the issue that pushing the throttle forward brings me to 100% thrust, leaving throttle in the default position has me at 50% forward thrust, and pulling the throttle back brings me to 0% thrust and not backward. There is no relative and absolute option on the keymapping menu for flight movement and I am stumped. I'm wondering if this is something I need to fix using vkb dev configuration menu (which is beyond my level of understanding aside from following basic tutorials so hopefully not this) or I'm missing something in star citizens updated keymapping menu. I'm personally not the type to have the omni throttle stay where I leave it by removing the y axis spring and using the dampening screws, despite that working for many people. My left stick is the VKB omni throttle, while my right stick is just the default premium stick. All help is appreciated!! Thank you!
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2024.05.20 01:33 potato_enjoyer_ I hate myself and I don’t know what to do.
I don’t know what to do with my life.
For the past 5 years(I think, I haven’t kept count) my life has been going downhill. Ever since my brother got his ADHD diagnosis I’ve felt like an outcast from my family. He goes around doing whatever he wants. Something happens, not his fault, always blamed on someone else.
Rather recently (a couple months back) he was annoying everybody at a family gathering, my uncle, very clearly joking, told him to stand in the road. And my brother the fucking idiot he is, sat in the middle of the road. And of course when we found him, my mum was crying about it. Blaming everyone other than him, because, oh no her precious baby boy (he’s 10) was told to stand in the road and he did. But it’s not his fault, he has ADHD. And in her eyes that means he is disconnected from any blame he should be given.
Another thing he does is he pushes my buttons, purposely, talking in my ear, even when I tell him to stop. He tells me to learn my place. And of course eventually I go off on him, sometimes I give him one round the jaw. And of course, my mum comes and consoles him, because it isn’t his fault, he has ADHD, which in her eyes means he can be a prick all he wants. I can hear her talking about me, ”oh he’s a bully.” Or, “he’s a terrible person.” There are many other instances of shit like this happening, but I can’t get into them.
So about my brother: he is now 10 years old, he can barely do anything, bad at reading, writing, spelling. And it’s all because he has ADHD, and the school aren’t doing enough to support him. (They are bending over backwards for him, we all are) He got suspended from school last week, all he got was a 2 day ban on the Xbox. When I was his age and I didn’t do my homework, I got a two month ban from the TV.
Now I know this seems like a rant about my brother, but I can’t halo but think. Am I really the one in the wrong? Am I really the evil person I’ve been made out to be? But this is just a little drop an ocean of problems for me. I’m gonna talk about all of them today because, why not?
My family has a history of alcoholism, My grandad died because of it. And a while back my dad was addicted to whisky, he said he’s stopped, but you can never be too sure. Apparently he was drinking one bottle a day. I looked in the bin one week, 10 bottles, and these were full sized bottles. I am scared to touch alcohol now, I know I’ll get addicted.
Another thing, I’m ugly. That’s it I’m just ugly, I try to make myself look presentable, but every time I look in the mirror I see one of the ugliest people I’ve ever seen.
I have a feeling, my friends hate me. I barely talk to them, and when I do, I’m usually the one starting the conversation, other than that, nothing. I barely have anything in common with any of them. It’s not like this with anyone else though, they all talk with each other just fine. When we don’t like someone in the group, nobody says anything to them, we just talk behind their back. ( I only do this to fit in and I think it’s really scummy) I have a feeling my friends talk behind my back as well.
Im not smart, or very athletic. To be fair, I’m more athletic then most, but not enough for it to make up for my lack of smarts, I always feel stupid.
I had a great time over on KimetsuNoYaiba but I fucked it right up. It was a great community over there, until I went over the edge, I started posting inappropriate stuff over there, I don’t want to go into it, but if you want to learn more, ask about the u/The_poggers_potato incident. After that happened they all hated me, and I wanted to redeem myself. I decided to wage war against the pedophiles of the community. Through the criticism of the pedos. I got myself a permanent ip ban on Reddit. I was using a different account every half an hour to get my messages across. But it wasn’t working. I made a new account, using a vpn, different email, different browser. And it worked for three days my Reddit account was safe. Until I posted on KimetsuNoYaiba, I was banned a day after, I realised someone recognised me and reported me. That’s when I remembered how shit of a site Reddit is, they would only ban me if the person who reported me was a mod on the community. I tried to redeem myself, but a mod and Reddits corrupt system has stopped me.
That community meant so much to me, and it’s not like it’s over, I’m still at war with the pedos, I haven’t given up. But at some point I’m gonna have to throw in the towel. And it’s truly a shame, being part of that community has made me the happiest I have been in years. But I’ve messed it all up.
To all the great people in that community I thank you. People like u/ApplePitou, u/OkBeautiful1480, u/Johxnny_ , u/Shadow_Huntress12, u/Scout_Trooper_77, u/The_Enmu_Man, u/99980, u/AntacidSpore44. All names off the top of my head, but there are many others too. They have made my day with the things the comment/say.
But I did ruin it for myself, screwed myself over again and again and again. And I hate myself, I don’t know what else to say. I don’t know where to go with my life, I don’t know if I want to go. But I guess I’ll have to see.
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For the past 5 years(I think, I haven’t kept count) my life has been going downhill. Ever since my brother got his ADHD diagnosis I’ve felt like an outcast from my family. He goes around doing whatever he wants. Something happens, not his fault, always blamed on someone else.
Rather recently (a couple months back) he was annoying everybody at a family gathering, my uncle, very clearly joking, told him to stand in the road. And my brother the fucking idiot he is, sat in the middle of the road. And of course when we found him, my mum was crying about it. Blaming everyone other than him, because, oh no her precious baby boy (he’s 10) was told to stand in the road and he did. But it’s not his fault, he has ADHD. And in her eyes that means he is disconnected from any blame he should be given.
Another thing he does is he pushes my buttons, purposely, talking in my ear, even when I tell him to stop. He tells me to learn my place. And of course eventually I go off on him, sometimes I give him one round the jaw. And of course, my mum comes and consoles him, because it isn’t his fault, he has ADHD, which in her eyes means he can be a prick all he wants. I can hear her talking about me, ”oh he’s a bully.” Or, “he’s a terrible person.” There are many other instances of shit like this happening, but I can’t get into them.
So about my brother: he is now 10 years old, he can barely do anything, bad at reading, writing, spelling. And it’s all because he has ADHD, and the school aren’t doing enough to support him. (They are bending over backwards for him, we all are) He got suspended from school last week, all he got was a 2 day ban on the Xbox. When I was his age and I didn’t do my homework, I got a two month ban from the TV.
Now I know this seems like a rant about my brother, but I can’t halo but think. Am I really the one in the wrong? Am I really the evil person I’ve been made out to be? But this is just a little drop an ocean of problems for me. I’m gonna talk about all of them today because, why not?
My family has a history of alcoholism, My grandad died because of it. And a while back my dad was addicted to whisky, he said he’s stopped, but you can never be too sure. Apparently he was drinking one bottle a day. I looked in the bin one week, 10 bottles, and these were full sized bottles. I am scared to touch alcohol now, I know I’ll get addicted.
Another thing, I’m ugly. That’s it I’m just ugly, I try to make myself look presentable, but every time I look in the mirror I see one of the ugliest people I’ve ever seen.
I have a feeling, my friends hate me. I barely talk to them, and when I do, I’m usually the one starting the conversation, other than that, nothing. I barely have anything in common with any of them. It’s not like this with anyone else though, they all talk with each other just fine. When we don’t like someone in the group, nobody says anything to them, we just talk behind their back. ( I only do this to fit in and I think it’s really scummy) I have a feeling my friends talk behind my back as well.
Im not smart, or very athletic. To be fair, I’m more athletic then most, but not enough for it to make up for my lack of smarts, I always feel stupid.
I had a great time over on KimetsuNoYaiba but I fucked it right up. It was a great community over there, until I went over the edge, I started posting inappropriate stuff over there, I don’t want to go into it, but if you want to learn more, ask about the u/The_poggers_potato incident. After that happened they all hated me, and I wanted to redeem myself. I decided to wage war against the pedophiles of the community. Through the criticism of the pedos. I got myself a permanent ip ban on Reddit. I was using a different account every half an hour to get my messages across. But it wasn’t working. I made a new account, using a vpn, different email, different browser. And it worked for three days my Reddit account was safe. Until I posted on KimetsuNoYaiba, I was banned a day after, I realised someone recognised me and reported me. That’s when I remembered how shit of a site Reddit is, they would only ban me if the person who reported me was a mod on the community. I tried to redeem myself, but a mod and Reddits corrupt system has stopped me.
That community meant so much to me, and it’s not like it’s over, I’m still at war with the pedos, I haven’t given up. But at some point I’m gonna have to throw in the towel. And it’s truly a shame, being part of that community has made me the happiest I have been in years. But I’ve messed it all up.
To all the great people in that community I thank you. People like u/ApplePitou, u/OkBeautiful1480, u/Johxnny_ , u/Shadow_Huntress12, u/Scout_Trooper_77, u/The_Enmu_Man, u/99980, u/AntacidSpore44. All names off the top of my head, but there are many others too. They have made my day with the things the comment/say.
But I did ruin it for myself, screwed myself over again and again and again. And I hate myself, I don’t know what else to say. I don’t know where to go with my life, I don’t know if I want to go. But I guess I’ll have to see.
2024.05.20 01:30 ZachTheLitchKing [SerSun] Serial Sunday: Watch!
Original Prompt
Chapter 27
"And you say this starry field consumes your entire form?" Kher's attention - like everyone else's - was on Cass's arm. As they rode forward at the head of the caravan, colorful bands and flecks of distant starlight moved through her limb. Like glittering lights in a stream, never did the same pattern repeat.
"When I want it to, yeah." Cass flexed her night-black fingers. Her arm was pain-free in the dark, so long as the others kept their torches away. The flames had been put out after a stray flicker of light gave her a jolt; the sudden, involuntary twitch nearly caused her to remove Charis's hand.
"Why does your arm seem so much smaller during the day?" Nuu asked. "I've seen you in battle, you are not a withered husk of a person."
"Part of the curse. Fire weakens me." Cass looked up at the night sky, imagining the great ball of flame hanging over her head as it did all day, every day. She did not need to explain to them that the Sun was the greatest source of fire in the world. Their religion was built around that.
"But that's only when I'm not immersed in it it," she continued, "when I'm trying to be me. When I use it to fight I sort of..." She rolled her right hand in front of her as she looked for words. The feeling she'd never been able to verbalize continued to elude her. "I sort of...jump into it. Like into a pool of water, but it's not water, it's something else."
"Darkness," Nuu said, quietly.
"Stars!" Kher was more enthusiastic.
"Maybe? I don't know another way to describe it, but-"
"What is going on here!?" The icy whiplash of Kebb's tongue cut through the night. Cass looked over her shoulder and saw him riding up with his torch in hand and quickly covered her arm with her robe.
"Careful!" Charis said, holding out a hand toward Kebb, "Put out your torch or-"
"Put out my torch?" Kebb, who had always been so calm and peaceful, looked like he was caught between the desire to vomit or to strike Charis for what he'd said. "You all know the Tenets. Putting out your flames in the dark is...is..."
"I'm sorry," Cass spoke up, waving her good hand to take Kebb's attention, "I was just-"
"Cassandra, I do not blame you for any of this." Kebb didn't yell, but he was terse. "You are not a Disciple, you are not obligated to follow the Light. Please, take my position at the rear of the caravan so that I may remind these wayward Flames of their oaths."
"But-"
"Please." Kebb leveled a stare at her. Cass was undaunted, but Charis touched her shoulder. She looked their way and they smiled at her.
"We'll be fine," they said.
Cass reigned in Cassiopeia, her camel, and they waited off to the side of the sandstone road for the others to pass. Mica and Iuven both gave her a nod while Nuut ignored her. Anatu - riding near the back with the water cart - asked what she was doing.
"Kebb wants me to ride in the rear," she answered. That was enough for the Captain and they continued on.
Cass followed well behind the caravan for a time, lamenting the silence and the loss of interesting conversation. She thought Nuu was starting to come around, too. Having them and their sister not give her a death stare every time they looked her way would be nice.
With a tug on the reigns, Cass picked up the pace and got closer to the water cart. Her swordspear was there and, if she was going to be protecting from any raiders sneaking up from behind, she wanted it on hand. As she grabbed it she heard Kebb return to ride along with Anatu.
"I took care of the Light," he said, "since you wouldn't."
"It's advantageous to keep to the dark at night." Anatu sounded tired.
"It goes against every Tenet of-"
"I know the Tenets, Kebb. I'm not saying I agree with their...'poor' choices. I just wish you wouldn't get upset at them for being logical."
"Hmph. You give them too much slack. They were all huddled around Cassandra and looking at her...affliction."
"The curse? Did she look like she was losing control?"
"Helen assured me that Cassandra is in full control of her beastial nature."
"Hmph. Is that supposed to be comforting? That she chooses to become that creature? To rip people in half?"
"As long as she does it on our command-"
"On my command."
Cass wanted to tell them both to fuck off in the silence that followed but waited just a moment longer. Cit always told her to count to ten before acting whenever she had an advantage or was ready to spring an ambush. Taking a deep, slow breath, Cass counted backward and within seconds they continued talking.
"I'll put Cassandra on lookout duty tomorrow," Anatu said.
"I already told you, no. The light makes her vulnerable. Helen would not want it."
"Fine, write Helen then." Anatu's tone was light and daring. "Oh wait, you didn't think bringing a hawk was a good idea. I guess you'll have to wait for Helen to write you so you can ask."
"Careful, Anatu, you-"
"You can both just fuck off, you know." Cass was tired of being talked about like a tool. She gave her camel's reigns a tug to stop her and let the water cart pull further ahead. Kebb leaned around the cart while riding and looked back at her. She held up her swordspear in a mocking salute until she could no longer hear the clatter of camel feet and wagon wheels on sandstone.
With a smirk, she clicked her tongue and Cassiopeia continued forward. Letting Kebb and Anatu think she might ride up behind them and eavesdrop any moment was a nice consolation prize for losing out on a night of gossip.
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Chapter 27
"And you say this starry field consumes your entire form?" Kher's attention - like everyone else's - was on Cass's arm. As they rode forward at the head of the caravan, colorful bands and flecks of distant starlight moved through her limb. Like glittering lights in a stream, never did the same pattern repeat.
"When I want it to, yeah." Cass flexed her night-black fingers. Her arm was pain-free in the dark, so long as the others kept their torches away. The flames had been put out after a stray flicker of light gave her a jolt; the sudden, involuntary twitch nearly caused her to remove Charis's hand.
"Why does your arm seem so much smaller during the day?" Nuu asked. "I've seen you in battle, you are not a withered husk of a person."
"Part of the curse. Fire weakens me." Cass looked up at the night sky, imagining the great ball of flame hanging over her head as it did all day, every day. She did not need to explain to them that the Sun was the greatest source of fire in the world. Their religion was built around that.
"But that's only when I'm not immersed in it it," she continued, "when I'm trying to be me. When I use it to fight I sort of..." She rolled her right hand in front of her as she looked for words. The feeling she'd never been able to verbalize continued to elude her. "I sort of...jump into it. Like into a pool of water, but it's not water, it's something else."
"Darkness," Nuu said, quietly.
"Stars!" Kher was more enthusiastic.
"Maybe? I don't know another way to describe it, but-"
"What is going on here!?" The icy whiplash of Kebb's tongue cut through the night. Cass looked over her shoulder and saw him riding up with his torch in hand and quickly covered her arm with her robe.
"Careful!" Charis said, holding out a hand toward Kebb, "Put out your torch or-"
"Put out my torch?" Kebb, who had always been so calm and peaceful, looked like he was caught between the desire to vomit or to strike Charis for what he'd said. "You all know the Tenets. Putting out your flames in the dark is...is..."
"I'm sorry," Cass spoke up, waving her good hand to take Kebb's attention, "I was just-"
"Cassandra, I do not blame you for any of this." Kebb didn't yell, but he was terse. "You are not a Disciple, you are not obligated to follow the Light. Please, take my position at the rear of the caravan so that I may remind these wayward Flames of their oaths."
"But-"
"Please." Kebb leveled a stare at her. Cass was undaunted, but Charis touched her shoulder. She looked their way and they smiled at her.
"We'll be fine," they said.
Cass reigned in Cassiopeia, her camel, and they waited off to the side of the sandstone road for the others to pass. Mica and Iuven both gave her a nod while Nuut ignored her. Anatu - riding near the back with the water cart - asked what she was doing.
"Kebb wants me to ride in the rear," she answered. That was enough for the Captain and they continued on.
Cass followed well behind the caravan for a time, lamenting the silence and the loss of interesting conversation. She thought Nuu was starting to come around, too. Having them and their sister not give her a death stare every time they looked her way would be nice.
With a tug on the reigns, Cass picked up the pace and got closer to the water cart. Her swordspear was there and, if she was going to be protecting from any raiders sneaking up from behind, she wanted it on hand. As she grabbed it she heard Kebb return to ride along with Anatu.
"I took care of the Light," he said, "since you wouldn't."
"It's advantageous to keep to the dark at night." Anatu sounded tired.
"It goes against every Tenet of-"
"I know the Tenets, Kebb. I'm not saying I agree with their...'poor' choices. I just wish you wouldn't get upset at them for being logical."
"Hmph. You give them too much slack. They were all huddled around Cassandra and looking at her...affliction."
"The curse? Did she look like she was losing control?"
"Helen assured me that Cassandra is in full control of her beastial nature."
"Hmph. Is that supposed to be comforting? That she chooses to become that creature? To rip people in half?"
"As long as she does it on our command-"
"On my command."
Cass wanted to tell them both to fuck off in the silence that followed but waited just a moment longer. Cit always told her to count to ten before acting whenever she had an advantage or was ready to spring an ambush. Taking a deep, slow breath, Cass counted backward and within seconds they continued talking.
"I'll put Cassandra on lookout duty tomorrow," Anatu said.
"I already told you, no. The light makes her vulnerable. Helen would not want it."
"Fine, write Helen then." Anatu's tone was light and daring. "Oh wait, you didn't think bringing a hawk was a good idea. I guess you'll have to wait for Helen to write you so you can ask."
"Careful, Anatu, you-"
"You can both just fuck off, you know." Cass was tired of being talked about like a tool. She gave her camel's reigns a tug to stop her and let the water cart pull further ahead. Kebb leaned around the cart while riding and looked back at her. She held up her swordspear in a mocking salute until she could no longer hear the clatter of camel feet and wagon wheels on sandstone.
With a smirk, she clicked her tongue and Cassiopeia continued forward. Letting Kebb and Anatu think she might ride up behind them and eavesdrop any moment was a nice consolation prize for losing out on a night of gossip.
2024.05.20 01:14 First-Sale-9052 My experience with a narcissist
Part 1
Hi! Im kinda new to Reddit and I hope I can convey this story as well as possible. I worked with this narc I’m about to mention. We worked alongside 10 other employees at the warehouse part of a newspaper company. From the start, I should have been aware the type of person he was. So, I’m about to briefly share all of my experiences with this person.
I was kind of having a difficult time at the job. I admit I was moving slow, not stacking papers right on the pallet jack. For me, on a job it takes a bit of time for me to do the job if I want to do it right. So, this guy rudely got in front of me right as I was about to lower the pallet jack, and I told him, “Sorry for being a bit slow, but that was rude of you to do.” I told him that it was a bit hard on the job today. He apologized and said he would be able to help me since he was a quick learner and I wasn’t.
Fast forward a couple weeks later, we exchanged phone numbers. I discovered he was a gamer, just like me and we talked about the games we like to play. We goofed around at work sometimes. He helped me with getting my job done. One thing he told me was that he was a bit self-absorbed and sometimes people call him a narcissist. That was a red flag that I should’ve seen coming. We were talking one day and he asked me what I thought about him. And I offered up positive things about him as a person.
“No, I meant physically, what was your first impression of me?” he asked. I found it odd that he would ask me that, but I told him he was a good looking dude. I made the mistake of noticing some prominent aspects of his physicality though.
I got too comfortable and said, “The one thing I noticed was your teeth. They looked a bit funny.” He wanted me to elaborate. “Oh, no, I didn’t mean it in a bad way. They aren’t raggedy or anything. They are perfectly straight, but the rows are different.”
I tend to notice physical things about people, good or bad and maybe this time I put my foot in my lotus with this. I didn’t realize it until the next day.
We greeted each other normally and began working. I counted the papers and stacked them on the conveyer belt and he stacked them on the pallet jack. We talked as normal. But then, he brought up the fact that I said his teeth looked funny.
“You have no right saying anything about my teeth!” he shouted. “With how you’re dressed. You don’t even take care of yourself.” He said many other things that I can’t remember but he had me upset. One thing he told me that stood out was he told me I talked like a child.
In my head, I thought, Normal people wouldn’t react like this. They would tell me right away if I said anything to offend them and not make like things were good. They would stop me right in my tracks because I know I can say some offensive stuff that I thought was harmless.
This is part 1. What do you think so far??
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Hi! Im kinda new to Reddit and I hope I can convey this story as well as possible. I worked with this narc I’m about to mention. We worked alongside 10 other employees at the warehouse part of a newspaper company. From the start, I should have been aware the type of person he was. So, I’m about to briefly share all of my experiences with this person.
I was kind of having a difficult time at the job. I admit I was moving slow, not stacking papers right on the pallet jack. For me, on a job it takes a bit of time for me to do the job if I want to do it right. So, this guy rudely got in front of me right as I was about to lower the pallet jack, and I told him, “Sorry for being a bit slow, but that was rude of you to do.” I told him that it was a bit hard on the job today. He apologized and said he would be able to help me since he was a quick learner and I wasn’t.
Fast forward a couple weeks later, we exchanged phone numbers. I discovered he was a gamer, just like me and we talked about the games we like to play. We goofed around at work sometimes. He helped me with getting my job done. One thing he told me was that he was a bit self-absorbed and sometimes people call him a narcissist. That was a red flag that I should’ve seen coming. We were talking one day and he asked me what I thought about him. And I offered up positive things about him as a person.
“No, I meant physically, what was your first impression of me?” he asked. I found it odd that he would ask me that, but I told him he was a good looking dude. I made the mistake of noticing some prominent aspects of his physicality though.
I got too comfortable and said, “The one thing I noticed was your teeth. They looked a bit funny.” He wanted me to elaborate. “Oh, no, I didn’t mean it in a bad way. They aren’t raggedy or anything. They are perfectly straight, but the rows are different.”
I tend to notice physical things about people, good or bad and maybe this time I put my foot in my lotus with this. I didn’t realize it until the next day.
We greeted each other normally and began working. I counted the papers and stacked them on the conveyer belt and he stacked them on the pallet jack. We talked as normal. But then, he brought up the fact that I said his teeth looked funny.
“You have no right saying anything about my teeth!” he shouted. “With how you’re dressed. You don’t even take care of yourself.” He said many other things that I can’t remember but he had me upset. One thing he told me that stood out was he told me I talked like a child.
In my head, I thought, Normal people wouldn’t react like this. They would tell me right away if I said anything to offend them and not make like things were good. They would stop me right in my tracks because I know I can say some offensive stuff that I thought was harmless.
This is part 1. What do you think so far??
2024.05.20 01:03 Turkey_Leg_Jeff Final Thoughts from the Final Lempicka
I've seen some charged final shows of flop musicals, but Lempicka took the cake. Such adoration from the audience! So much palpable resentment from the producers and creative team at the curtain speeches along with their gratitude to the cast and fans.
A few things:
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A few things:
- The merchandise was sold out completely. There was nothing to sell. A lot of disappointed folks with that.
- The show started quite late. 2:20? for a 2 PM curtain. I was on the sidewalk at 5:22.
- When book writer Carson Kreitzer took her seat the audience gave her a large, loud extended ovation.
- Another pre-show applause burst out when a Lemperson waved a Pride flag with "Long Live Lempicka" written on it.
- The audience was raucous and unsettled. People were bursting with enthusiasm. The cell phone announcement got a major cheer.
- Some of the biggest pops were Eden and Amber's respective entrances, when The Monocle opens (and NJJ relished that moment!), and after Beth Leavel's wonderful 11 o'clock song.
- I counted at least 8 phones filming throughout. There will be many clips online I'm sure.
- Many standing ovations, too numerous to count. Maybe 10 in total throughout the show?
- A fun moment was when Tamara is going to paint the madeleine's and a fly was buzzing around. Eden shooed it away which brought a big laugh, which then cracked Eden up and she was laughing as she was licking up the powdered sugar. It was a great bit of comedy from Eden and we gobbled it up just like she gobbled up the cakes.
- Amber Iman sounded unbelievable. Just a powerhouse final vocal performance from her. When she moved to downstage for The Most Beautiful Bracelet, the cast behind the scrim behind her were going wild cheering for her. Lovely. I hope Lempicka launches Ms. Iman's career to great things.
- Eden Espinosa was in fantastic voice. No strained notes. She was a star, through and through. Woman Is was magnificent. The best new showtune of the year, IMHO.
- The one moment of the show when the audience was truly silent was Woman Is. I think everyone wanted to hear THE SONG one final time without any mid-song cheering.
- Somehow Beth Leavel's role didn't seem as tiny this time around. A particularly wonderful moment was in the Finale, when each of the people from Tamara's life pass in front of her as she reprises the "Your flesh, your color, your bone..." portion of Woman Is. Beth was in tears and touched Eden's cheek as she passed and Eden definitely got emotional, but held character. It was very moving.
- I don't know if Natalie Joy Johnson actually is a campy cabaret queer icon comedy diva, or if she's a method actor who took that persona on for the role, but she was in ALL HER GLORY. Hysterically funny, chewing the scenery. Fabulous. During the curtain speeches, she was sobbing and I couldn't help but think of seeing her as the sad angsty chubby girl singing A Quiet Night at Home in Bare all those years ago. I cannot wait to see more from NJJ.
- Lempeople are a special breed of fan. Some people were literally screaming through the show and there was a less-than-impressed woman in the mezzanine who turned and told two of them to shut up and not scream for every single line of the show. Doing God's work, that woman was. I love an enthusiastic crowd and knew what I was in for with the final show. Still, some people need to learn there are other human beings around them and we go to theater to see the people on the stage, not to listen to them try to make the show about them. That said, this was an electric room to be in, and the vast majority of the audience was enthusiastic in the best way.
- By now everyone knows that during "In the Blasted California Sun" a person about 10 rows back in the orchestra was unabashedly filming. Eden gave the person death stares and mid-song snapped her fingers aggressively and jerked her finger down, signaling "put that f'ing thing down!" Apparently, they didn't get the message and at the end of the song, she said with deathly steadiness "Put the phone down!" She got a standing ovation, I suspect more for the boss move than the song, which is one of the more slight ones in the show comparatively speaking.
- You expect a final show to have a curtain speech or two from the director and maybe the composer. We had six. Two producers, Rachel Chavkin, Carson Kreitzer, Matt Gould, and another man who led us in a moment of silence--I don't know who that was. Can somebody please fill me in? Choreographer? Stage Manager?
- The curtain speeches went on and on and on, and based on her expression I think Eden was ready for them to end. The Longacre turned off the AC and it got very hot. All the speeches had the same theme: Chip on the shoulder, Fuck you to critics (with a whiff of a fuck you to the other new musicals this season, did anyone else feel that?), shocked that their show seemed to be singled out for closure amidst all the shows of the season, but a sincere love of the company and the audience who did come. Matt Gould, a man, closed it out with a somewhat rambling speech about women and fame and finding truth amidst fantasy. The main takeaway: Support theater that speaks to you and your lived experience. He's a talented composer. I look forward to what he does next.