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2024.05.19 17:05 fearsomefrights High Beams
It was half past nine when my shift at the diner ended. It’s not any place specifically you’d know, though you’d be forgiven for confusing it for a Waffle House given the abundance of cheap, greasy food and drunk clientele. The only thing distinguishing our location was that our doors closed at ten.
It was a cold night in October. The winds felt out of place for the fall season with the sharp way they bit into my skin. Usually, the low temperatures in Grant tended to hover around the mid-fifties. Tonight felt particularly frigid even bundled up in the warm confines of my jacket.
I hurried through the lot outside the diner, passing by several vehicles. When I made it to my car at the far end, I was quick to put the key in the ignition.
My car was a special edition Subaru Legacy. The only thing special about it was that it was only by the grace of God that my radiator and engine were still operational given the car was a little over two decades old.
When you turn the key, the engine would knock. My father said it was indicative of worn-out bearings. Could be an engine getting ready to declare sayonara before it crapped out one final time and departed for car heaven or perhaps car hell given its rough condition.
I knew little about that though; all I knew was that as a poor college student I was having a difficult enough time as is scrambling to make ends meet with a part time job at a diner. Regardless, whatever the solution, the answer involved money. Money I, notably, didn’t have.
The smart thing to do would be to purchase another used car; though in this economy that sort of thing is far easier said than done.
An even harder task than figuring out the financing for a replacement vehicle was getting this stubborn thing to turn. The engine threatened to exhibit life but would stop short of properly starting.
It was about the fifth round when my engine found the energy to fight the good fight on this frigid night. The engine knocked fiercely, reverberating inside the hood for a few seconds before the noise steadied itself.
I sighed in relief and backed out of my parking spot in the back of the lot.
As I left, I couldn’t help but notice something out of the corner of my eye. A man, a very rugged specimen of the male sex adorning a blue baseball cap and a grizzly beard, was approaching my vehicle at a brisk pace. Where I was the only one stationed at the back of the lot, it seemed odd he was coming my way.
I turned my head to acknowledge him. That’s when he began to break out into a full-on run.
My heart raced almost as fast as my car. I slammed the pedal down and sped out of the lot, the tires screeched loudly along the pavement as I veered to a sharp right.
I was lucky the road didn’t carry heavy traffic around this time of night. Where my eyes were focused on him, I was damn near lucky I hadn’t plowed directly into someone.
I sped along the highway and tried to rationalize why this lumberjack looking fellow had charged me. News reports of human trafficking came to mind, but it wasn’t really anything you heard much about in a place as remote as Grant Alabama.
For crying out loud, we physically were so remote one of the miniature cities within Grant was called Bucksnort. We were about as far from the Big Apple, or any real semblance of civilization, one could get.
After a minute of driving, I slowed down, especially when I heard something in the engine rattle. This car wasn’t designed for no races or wild chases. Not with the amount of age it carried.
Besides, I was alone. Safe.
At least that’s what I thought before I heard the blaring of a truck horn. An eighteen-wheeler was coming up behind me. Given I was the only other soul visible on this lonely two lane stretch of highway, it was clear they were honking at me.
I prayed to God and kept moving.
The big rig followed closely. We went down the road for two miles when suddenly my vision was obscured in a bright light.
The trucker was flashing his high beams. I could barely see when he hit me with them. I nearly swerved off the road when he did it.
After a few seconds the mounted flood lights on his vehicle relented and the blinding rays ceased their assault on my eyes.
I moved my car to the right lane to let him pass. He had no intention of doing so. His signal made that clear when he merged behind me.
Drops of rain began to pour from the sky lightly tapping my windshield.
Plop…plop, plop…plop.
My car didn’t handle well with slick roads. Fortunately, I wasn’t too far from home. Maybe another seven miles.
The fiery orange glow flooded the cabin of my car and I yelped.
I fumbled in my purse. One hand on the wheel, one digging desperately for my phone. With my visibility being periodically robbed, I was already a hazard on the road. Might as well risk compounding the issue if it meant I could get in contact with the police.
When the high beams vanished, I managed to pull out my phone and dial 911.
The operator answered after two rings. “911, what’s your emergency?” The man that answered the call sounded bored out of his mind, like he’d rather be anywhere else on a Saturday night.
I didn’t care if he was bored, entertained, playing with himself. As long as he could send someone out that’s all I cared about in the end.
“There’s a maniac tailgating me,” I said.
The operator’s voice clipped. Though from what I could understand of the roboticized sound coming out from his end of the line, I could tell from his tone he remained unenthused. “Ma’am, you’ve called an emergency line.”
“Y-you don’t understand! I was leaving work and this man started chasing me. I-I think he’s trying to hurt me.”
The operator fell silent for a few seconds. For a moment, between the rainy weather and the flaky signal, I thought I’d lost him. His voice reemerged seconds later. “Where are you?”
I rattled off the highway number I was driving on and told him my home address.
“I’ll get an officer dispatched in the area. ETA should be around ten minutes.”
Ten minutes. Six hundred seconds. Toss whatever metric you wanted to use to measure it out, with that big rig riding close behind me and the driver intermittently blinding me when they felt like getting their rocks off, it might as well have spanned an eternity. I was going to be lucky I didn’t crash into a guardrail or land myself in a ditch.
“Make that around fifteen minutes,” the operator clarified, his crackled voice twisting the knife deeper into me with his update.
I made the turn off the two-lane highway. I didn’t signal when I did it. I was hoping the sudden movement would have had my unwanted friend in the big rig blow past me.
“Ma’am?”
For a moment, I believed it worked. No more blinding lights. The only sound was the operator fishing for a response and the pitter patter of rain on my windshield.
My sigh of relief became a choking noise lodged inside my throat as I saw the eighteen-wheeler backing up. It didn’t turn on a dime, but he was moving fast enough.
The road up ahead winded with hairpin curves. I didn’t know how long I’d have until those lights were upon me. Till he was upon me.
The phone clicked and the call abruptly ended.
I cursed under my breath while my engine knocked like an irate person trying to beat down a door. My Subaru was rapidly approaching its limit. I had to think fast.
These were my options: I could risk speeding and hoped the engine would hold out till I made it to the house, or I could continue driving at a steady pace. If the first option proved successful, he might not see where my vehicle would vanish. If it didn’t, my car might leave me stranded. That’s assuming I didn’t wreck myself taking a turn too fast.
The other option would be safer, but I’d be visible to him. Though with some of these curves I feared if he hit me with the high beams again, I’d be at risk of crashing. Where the area of road ascended, one wrong turn would mean a long journey down.
It would mean certain death.
Taking a sharp intake of breath, I pulled out my phone and called my husband. The only answer I got was his voicemail urging me to leave a message at the tone.
“Billy, there’s a lunatic after me. I’ve called the cops. Please…please be ready. I’m only two minutes away.”
It wasn’t the most inspiring call to action. My husband wasn’t Billy Badass. He was more like Billy the Stamp Collector. Benign hobbies. Soft spoken. Wouldn’t hurt a fly.
Still, I was counting on his presence to deter Mr. High Beams behind me. It was a desperate ploy, but it was all I could think of on such short notice.
I made the turn into the dirt trail that led to my driveway. As I was pulling in the porch light flickered to life. Maybe. It might have been those high beams. They illuminated my cab in a flood of light once more obscuring my vision.
The door to the house opened and a figure ran out of the entryway. My husband from what I could discern of the silhouette. Our dog Jasper, a black schnauzer with more bark than bite, darted out the door. I couldn’t see the little guy, but I heard him.
I stopped the car and shoved open the door. I bolted out of the seat, nearly tripping over my own feet with my frantic departure.
Jasper started barking up a storm, even before the big rig came to a standstill.
The door of it opened and the bearded man stepped out of the vehicle.
Strangely, my dog paid the trucker little mind. Jasper’s eyes remained fixated on my Subaru. He began to snarl.
“Get away from the car,” the man bellowed. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at an angle, almost like he was aiming at my vehicle.
Was this how my life was going to end? Shot dead when I was at the finish line, where I was supposed to be safe?
My husband Billy babbled. “S-sir, please. You don’t have to do this.”
The trucker shook his head. As he did, the sound of sirens began to blare in the distance. He didn’t answer us. Instead, he lowered his gun into his holster and stood still as a statue all while my dog continued snarling and barking at our vehicle.
When the police came, guns drawn, he remained calm.
“I’m not the one you want,” he said. “The car. Search the car.”
Even to this day, I still remember in vivid detail what happened. When the police opened the rear driver door, there was a gaunt looking man back there crouched in the floorboard with a knife clenched in his hand. The wide, manic look lingering in his eyes remained far colder than the frigid winds blowing around us.
The trucker explained later that he saw the man inside my vehicle wielding the blade. He must’ve snuck inside before my shift ended. Once the driver realized what was going on, he’d tried to intervene.
Every time the person in the backseat had attempted to overpower me, to harm me, the trucker turned on his high beams. It scared my unknown passenger. The sight of the light made him hide.
The police hadn’t offered much in the way of details concerning who my stowaway was; given the six inches worth of blade he held, not much imagination was needed to map out what the strange man planned to do to me.
I learned on that cold, lonely October night to never judge a situation wholly by appearances. I was grateful to that truck driver. If it weren’t for his persistence, I would probably not be alive today to share my story.
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It was a cold night in October. The winds felt out of place for the fall season with the sharp way they bit into my skin. Usually, the low temperatures in Grant tended to hover around the mid-fifties. Tonight felt particularly frigid even bundled up in the warm confines of my jacket.
I hurried through the lot outside the diner, passing by several vehicles. When I made it to my car at the far end, I was quick to put the key in the ignition.
My car was a special edition Subaru Legacy. The only thing special about it was that it was only by the grace of God that my radiator and engine were still operational given the car was a little over two decades old.
When you turn the key, the engine would knock. My father said it was indicative of worn-out bearings. Could be an engine getting ready to declare sayonara before it crapped out one final time and departed for car heaven or perhaps car hell given its rough condition.
I knew little about that though; all I knew was that as a poor college student I was having a difficult enough time as is scrambling to make ends meet with a part time job at a diner. Regardless, whatever the solution, the answer involved money. Money I, notably, didn’t have.
The smart thing to do would be to purchase another used car; though in this economy that sort of thing is far easier said than done.
An even harder task than figuring out the financing for a replacement vehicle was getting this stubborn thing to turn. The engine threatened to exhibit life but would stop short of properly starting.
It was about the fifth round when my engine found the energy to fight the good fight on this frigid night. The engine knocked fiercely, reverberating inside the hood for a few seconds before the noise steadied itself.
I sighed in relief and backed out of my parking spot in the back of the lot.
As I left, I couldn’t help but notice something out of the corner of my eye. A man, a very rugged specimen of the male sex adorning a blue baseball cap and a grizzly beard, was approaching my vehicle at a brisk pace. Where I was the only one stationed at the back of the lot, it seemed odd he was coming my way.
I turned my head to acknowledge him. That’s when he began to break out into a full-on run.
My heart raced almost as fast as my car. I slammed the pedal down and sped out of the lot, the tires screeched loudly along the pavement as I veered to a sharp right.
I was lucky the road didn’t carry heavy traffic around this time of night. Where my eyes were focused on him, I was damn near lucky I hadn’t plowed directly into someone.
I sped along the highway and tried to rationalize why this lumberjack looking fellow had charged me. News reports of human trafficking came to mind, but it wasn’t really anything you heard much about in a place as remote as Grant Alabama.
For crying out loud, we physically were so remote one of the miniature cities within Grant was called Bucksnort. We were about as far from the Big Apple, or any real semblance of civilization, one could get.
After a minute of driving, I slowed down, especially when I heard something in the engine rattle. This car wasn’t designed for no races or wild chases. Not with the amount of age it carried.
Besides, I was alone. Safe.
At least that’s what I thought before I heard the blaring of a truck horn. An eighteen-wheeler was coming up behind me. Given I was the only other soul visible on this lonely two lane stretch of highway, it was clear they were honking at me.
I prayed to God and kept moving.
The big rig followed closely. We went down the road for two miles when suddenly my vision was obscured in a bright light.
The trucker was flashing his high beams. I could barely see when he hit me with them. I nearly swerved off the road when he did it.
After a few seconds the mounted flood lights on his vehicle relented and the blinding rays ceased their assault on my eyes.
I moved my car to the right lane to let him pass. He had no intention of doing so. His signal made that clear when he merged behind me.
Drops of rain began to pour from the sky lightly tapping my windshield.
Plop…plop, plop…plop.
My car didn’t handle well with slick roads. Fortunately, I wasn’t too far from home. Maybe another seven miles.
The fiery orange glow flooded the cabin of my car and I yelped.
I fumbled in my purse. One hand on the wheel, one digging desperately for my phone. With my visibility being periodically robbed, I was already a hazard on the road. Might as well risk compounding the issue if it meant I could get in contact with the police.
When the high beams vanished, I managed to pull out my phone and dial 911.
The operator answered after two rings. “911, what’s your emergency?” The man that answered the call sounded bored out of his mind, like he’d rather be anywhere else on a Saturday night.
I didn’t care if he was bored, entertained, playing with himself. As long as he could send someone out that’s all I cared about in the end.
“There’s a maniac tailgating me,” I said.
The operator’s voice clipped. Though from what I could understand of the roboticized sound coming out from his end of the line, I could tell from his tone he remained unenthused. “Ma’am, you’ve called an emergency line.”
“Y-you don’t understand! I was leaving work and this man started chasing me. I-I think he’s trying to hurt me.”
The operator fell silent for a few seconds. For a moment, between the rainy weather and the flaky signal, I thought I’d lost him. His voice reemerged seconds later. “Where are you?”
I rattled off the highway number I was driving on and told him my home address.
“I’ll get an officer dispatched in the area. ETA should be around ten minutes.”
Ten minutes. Six hundred seconds. Toss whatever metric you wanted to use to measure it out, with that big rig riding close behind me and the driver intermittently blinding me when they felt like getting their rocks off, it might as well have spanned an eternity. I was going to be lucky I didn’t crash into a guardrail or land myself in a ditch.
“Make that around fifteen minutes,” the operator clarified, his crackled voice twisting the knife deeper into me with his update.
I made the turn off the two-lane highway. I didn’t signal when I did it. I was hoping the sudden movement would have had my unwanted friend in the big rig blow past me.
“Ma’am?”
For a moment, I believed it worked. No more blinding lights. The only sound was the operator fishing for a response and the pitter patter of rain on my windshield.
My sigh of relief became a choking noise lodged inside my throat as I saw the eighteen-wheeler backing up. It didn’t turn on a dime, but he was moving fast enough.
The road up ahead winded with hairpin curves. I didn’t know how long I’d have until those lights were upon me. Till he was upon me.
The phone clicked and the call abruptly ended.
I cursed under my breath while my engine knocked like an irate person trying to beat down a door. My Subaru was rapidly approaching its limit. I had to think fast.
These were my options: I could risk speeding and hoped the engine would hold out till I made it to the house, or I could continue driving at a steady pace. If the first option proved successful, he might not see where my vehicle would vanish. If it didn’t, my car might leave me stranded. That’s assuming I didn’t wreck myself taking a turn too fast.
The other option would be safer, but I’d be visible to him. Though with some of these curves I feared if he hit me with the high beams again, I’d be at risk of crashing. Where the area of road ascended, one wrong turn would mean a long journey down.
It would mean certain death.
Taking a sharp intake of breath, I pulled out my phone and called my husband. The only answer I got was his voicemail urging me to leave a message at the tone.
“Billy, there’s a lunatic after me. I’ve called the cops. Please…please be ready. I’m only two minutes away.”
It wasn’t the most inspiring call to action. My husband wasn’t Billy Badass. He was more like Billy the Stamp Collector. Benign hobbies. Soft spoken. Wouldn’t hurt a fly.
Still, I was counting on his presence to deter Mr. High Beams behind me. It was a desperate ploy, but it was all I could think of on such short notice.
I made the turn into the dirt trail that led to my driveway. As I was pulling in the porch light flickered to life. Maybe. It might have been those high beams. They illuminated my cab in a flood of light once more obscuring my vision.
The door to the house opened and a figure ran out of the entryway. My husband from what I could discern of the silhouette. Our dog Jasper, a black schnauzer with more bark than bite, darted out the door. I couldn’t see the little guy, but I heard him.
I stopped the car and shoved open the door. I bolted out of the seat, nearly tripping over my own feet with my frantic departure.
Jasper started barking up a storm, even before the big rig came to a standstill.
The door of it opened and the bearded man stepped out of the vehicle.
Strangely, my dog paid the trucker little mind. Jasper’s eyes remained fixated on my Subaru. He began to snarl.
“Get away from the car,” the man bellowed. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at an angle, almost like he was aiming at my vehicle.
Was this how my life was going to end? Shot dead when I was at the finish line, where I was supposed to be safe?
My husband Billy babbled. “S-sir, please. You don’t have to do this.”
The trucker shook his head. As he did, the sound of sirens began to blare in the distance. He didn’t answer us. Instead, he lowered his gun into his holster and stood still as a statue all while my dog continued snarling and barking at our vehicle.
When the police came, guns drawn, he remained calm.
“I’m not the one you want,” he said. “The car. Search the car.”
Even to this day, I still remember in vivid detail what happened. When the police opened the rear driver door, there was a gaunt looking man back there crouched in the floorboard with a knife clenched in his hand. The wide, manic look lingering in his eyes remained far colder than the frigid winds blowing around us.
The trucker explained later that he saw the man inside my vehicle wielding the blade. He must’ve snuck inside before my shift ended. Once the driver realized what was going on, he’d tried to intervene.
Every time the person in the backseat had attempted to overpower me, to harm me, the trucker turned on his high beams. It scared my unknown passenger. The sight of the light made him hide.
The police hadn’t offered much in the way of details concerning who my stowaway was; given the six inches worth of blade he held, not much imagination was needed to map out what the strange man planned to do to me.
I learned on that cold, lonely October night to never judge a situation wholly by appearances. I was grateful to that truck driver. If it weren’t for his persistence, I would probably not be alive today to share my story.
2024.05.19 14:59 indiedarling227 Any idea when the 2025 wilderness edition will be revealed?
I owned a 2019 Limited, and fell in love with the wilderness trim on the crosstrek. I haven’t gotten it yet, but was wondering if at this stage it’s worth waiting for the 2025 version?
Since the 2024 got revealed in April of last year I was hoping we’d have some news on the next one, but so far Subaru has only shown the next forester.
I’m not expecting big changes BUT I am wondering what colors we’ll get for 2025 😅
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Since the 2024 got revealed in April of last year I was hoping we’d have some news on the next one, but so far Subaru has only shown the next forester.
I’m not expecting big changes BUT I am wondering what colors we’ll get for 2025 😅
2024.05.19 05:17 dubbhae Day 7 of Hololive's Hardcore Minecraft Server: The End is upon us! It's time for the girls to face off their final challenge of defeating The Ender Dragon. Let's make this finale a fun one!
 | See Previous Day 6 Here submitted by dubbhae to Hololive [link] [comments] Regardless of what happens today/tomorrow (timezone depending), I hope everyone has a great time travelling to the stronghold and defeating the Ender Dragon together. Note that it is expected to begin at 20:00 JST. Pekora did mention that after the fight is finished, anyone who is dead will be revived to take a picture. Kiara notes the server will most likely close after 23:00 JST Also later at 21:00 JST there will be a Minecraft Priemere Video on Pekora's channel as part of Minecraft's 15th anniversary so do check it out! General Rules for the server. Written by Pekora in the rulebook, with some edits (NOTE: These rules by Pekora may go through some changes, please make sure to check today's Pekora's News Stream for the latest information):
NOTE: Due to this being the last day, I'll disregard previous missions as everyone will only be focusing on the Stronghold and End. Please see previous posts for past Mission Info. Today's Mission:
(The death list today will only count for people who died before the end of the fights).
Otsukaresamenanorane!! https://preview.redd.it/1p9rv8srpd1d1.png?width=1200&format=png&auto=webp&s=6fc81d21e14d206902213bb46023dcfa77866c4a Some Bonus Screenshots from Twitter (big thanks to Nene for most of these) https://preview.redd.it/7dxgg9zetd1d1.jpg?width=1606&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=aff9f402ee37ee8bb7620418465d4adf81b73609 https://preview.redd.it/xoyifnl9ud1d1.jpg?width=1606&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=137992f3227a6a2cb5a2ae4c0a5d6179eaf54b97 https://preview.redd.it/divjvw3aud1d1.jpg?width=1606&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d90a31d9815cf9efc6136c079a97649e11a8ccd5 https://preview.redd.it/ko5pwklaud1d1.jpg?width=1606&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7696626e216fff9a1175592d1e09cf8d81f685cb https://preview.redd.it/kv88qy3bud1d1.jpg?width=1606&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=283e70767f2fd3600db59f438d2779daf1876943 https://preview.redd.it/5qubrzdcud1d1.jpg?width=1606&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d6ae7cdb513c2d479d88f5bb1f86a614b6024028 https://preview.redd.it/q77tcu3dud1d1.jpg?width=1351&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=25ef17e8ba42fe09a2cd17c525b63e4558e8a9a8 https://preview.redd.it/yo6cw7idud1d1.jpg?width=1068&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=2c3ac97c3014816ad11a84697f1f97c9270f248c https://preview.redd.it/1uzpat1eud1d1.jpg?width=1920&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=0b4ae4543fbd69cd13fc561a5490693b51830f0c |
2024.05.18 02:56 dubbhae Day 6 of Hololive's Hardcore Minecraft Server: After yesterday's hunt of the Wither Skeleton Heads (and a bonus of many Ancient Debris), its time to take on The Wither!
See Previous Day 5 Here
See Following Day 7 Here
Note: Posting at this time due to Sora's upcoming morning Minecraft Stream
Tonight at JP primetime of 22:00 JST the girls will be facing off against The Wither. There may be some prep done beforehand so let's see what happens. It could be a real challenge, or it'll be easily defeated in less than 5 minutes.
General Rules for the server. Written by Pekora in the rulebook, with some edits (NOTE: These rules by Pekora may go through some changes, please make sure to check today's Pekora's News Stream for the latest information):
Global Missions:
Today's Death List:
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See Following Day 7 Here
Note: Posting at this time due to Sora's upcoming morning Minecraft Stream
Tonight at JP primetime of 22:00 JST the girls will be facing off against The Wither. There may be some prep done beforehand so let's see what happens. It could be a real challenge, or it'll be easily defeated in less than 5 minutes.
General Rules for the server. Written by Pekora in the rulebook, with some edits (NOTE: These rules by Pekora may go through some changes, please make sure to check today's Pekora's News Stream for the latest information):
- If you die, its over (Note: Please see revivals below)
- I will write a diary after the broadcast
- Complete the mission
- Nether opening starts on the 16th
- The ultimate goal is to defeat Endora (Ender Dragon) and Wither
- About Survival Diary
- Write about the events and memories of the day
- If the content is good, good things might happen
- Penalty will be incurred if there is no diary
- There are nether and recreational facilities
- Nether opening date 5/16 JST
- Recreational facilities 5/15 JST (Chinchiro)
- You are free!
- You may build a residence
- You can equip yourself
- Survive.
- Currently (as of this writing) if a member dies in Hardcore and wishes to be revived, they can do so by going to their own Solo Minecraft World, and collect 7 diamonds. They can only be revived once.
- Confirmed Perma-dead: Subaru, Nene, Haachama, Polka, Lui, Lamy (Note: Lui and Lamy chose to not be revived after their first death).
- Members won't be able to be revived after Day 7
- The server needs 2/3 of its online players sleeping for time to pass to the next morning
- Certain events such as the Pillager Raid will not be given a warning
- You can buy a totem and 5 golden apples from Pekora for 200 diamonds
Global Missions:
- Find a Western Style Mansion in the forest (basically find a Woodland Mansion) - 20 Diamonds
- Find a Jungle Temple - 20 Diamonds
- Find a Pillager Outpost - 5 Diamonds
- Obtain a Trident - 30 Diamonds
- Find Ruins (Most likely meaning Trail Ruins) - 20 Diamonds
- Find a Pyramid - 10 Diamonds
- Find an Ancient City - 20 Diamonds
- Defeat the Boss of an Underwater Temple (This most likely means the Elder Guardians at an Ocean Monument) - 100 Diamonds
- Obtain 10 different dye colors - Diamond amount unknown
- Defeat one Enderman - 2 Diamonds
- Obtain Ender Pearl - 5 Diamonds
- Make Golden Apple - 3 Diamonds
- Participate in Wither Battle - 10 Diamonds
- Kaela (VOD)
- Kaela's 2nd Stream (VOD)
- Sora (VOD)
- Miko (VOD)
- Miko's 2nd Stream (VOD)
- Towa (VOD)
- Iroha (VOD)
- Ina (VOD)
- Pekora's News Stream (VOD)
- Kiara (VOD)
- Anya (VOD)
- Kanade (VOD)
- Kanade's 2nd Stream (VOD)
- Noel (VOD)
- Pekora (VOD)
- Botan (VOD)
- Aqua (VOD)
- Koyori (VOD)
- Hajime (VOD)
- Ao (VOD)
- Iroha
- Moona (VOD)
- Polka (VOD)
- Raden (VOD)
- Flare
- Suisei
- Luna
- Sora will be sightseeing the server and mining for diamonds today. She already started and found a good vein of them! She decided after seeing the vein to get her pickaxe updated with Fortune III
- Sora came by to Kaela's Trading Post to get Fortune III and other things. She met with Kaela and the two interacted. Kaela in the meanwhile is working on her villagers. During trading, Kaela sneakily gave Sora some extra Emeralds as she was at the anvil. Not sure if Sora noticed it or not. The other emeralds were used for other weapons/armor.
- Kaela has been busy with lots of things today. She went to the Nether to test out her fire resistance armor (by walking into lava to see how much damage it does, which is not much). She does have fire res potions too to help. She went to hunt for some Ancient Debris. She wants to get at least 20 (enough for a full set + tools). She will have to find a Netherite Template at a Bastion afterwards in order to properly upgrade. Best of luck!
- EDIT: Kaela did it! She was able to get the stuff and make Netherite armor! Earlier too Kiara had wanted her to get the Netherite Template from her to get some armor (she had originally thought Kaela already had one but turns out she didn't). Kaela didn't want to bring Kiara with her to a bastion in case something bad happened (bad experience with Haachama). Fortunately Kaela was able to go to a bastion and get a template.
- Also Kaela when talking to
- Miko accidentally used her Jdon My Bow to repair a random bow and therefore losing it in the process. She told Kaela about what happened and Kaela told her that it would be alright. She then gave her 4 Netherite Templates for her to make her own Netherite Armor, as a way for her to feel Better. Miko now also has Netherite Armor.
- Sora and Miko met up a bit before Miko's stream. Miko told Sora about Lamy and some of the things that happened in the server, along with the plans for the Wither fight today. Miko on her stream has a list of her plan for today.
- Miko went and got even more Netherite, she gave some to Iroha along with a Netherite Template for Iroha to make her own Netherite Armor (also telling her to make sure to duplicate the template first).
- There's now an ice road, (most likely by Iroha or Kaela), from Kaela's house to Iroha's villagers. Its to make it easier for members to quickly and safely travel between the two places, especially since many members have been going inbetween the two places to trade.
- Since Ina missed yesterday, she's starting a few hours early to catch up and prepare for the wither. She again in MS Paint lays out her plans for today. Ina suspects that she'll be the tank again for The Wither Fight.
- Ina made her own fishing house near the iron farm. She made it so when she fishes the iron can be generated as she fishes.
- Ina and Flare met up in the server. Flare went "Ore no Ina" and then threw her diamonds at her. Ina in surprised couldn't accept a gift so she gave them back. The two proceeded to keep throwing the diamonds back and forth at each other. Eventually Flare went and gave Ina a Potion of Strength and a Golden Apple which Ina accepted. Later on they met again and Flare gave Ina some new boots with better enchantments.
- Kiara went to Kaela's place to upgrade her armor to Netherite. After getting the netherite armor and trims, she wanted to show it off. She went to Pekora to show it to her, though her reaction isn't what she expected. Pekora after reading Kiara's diary actually realized Kiara had netherite armor on, and then asked Kiara to get Netherite for her on stream.
- Anya and Kanade now have a piece of Netherite armor. Each of them have the chestplate.
- A villager moved into Ina's house and became a cleric due to Ina's brewing stations inside. I wonder where the villager came from since the village was empty when people started moving into the houses. Ina trapped the Cleric using Netherack outside of her home.
- After the fight, Kaela and Pekora met up. Pekora asked Kaela where her house was, and Kaela took her over. She showed Pekora the cleric where she can buy Ender Pearls. Pekora also asked Kaela for Netherite but Kaela only had one Netherite Scrap that she gave to Pekora. (Earlier before they went to Kaela's house, Pekora asked and Kaela threathed her with a bow which Pekora responded "its joke"). Kaela also gave Pekora the Netherite Template and said they're best friends now.
- Pekora went to Aqua and told her about what happened.
- Pekora and Aqua went to the Nether to gather Netherite. They went to where Kiara had been mining for them and continued onward. They are simply strip mining for them. Aqua was able to find 2 already. They found a few before heading back. After they went to gather more materials including TNT, they went back to mine for more Ancient Debris.
- Pekora actually mentioned she had planned to go to the Ender Dragon fight in only diamond armor, only really getting Ancient Debris for Aqua's sake.
- Polka watched Luna lure pigs to The Farm (Polka and Suisei's farm). However because of the Wither flowers that were planted at the farm, the pigs suffered damage and died.
- Luna made a tweet saying that she replenished the farm with pigs and chickens.
- Kaela is taking Hajime on a trip into the nether. They went and found Ancient Debris together. Polka watched the two of them for a while.
- Kaela and Hajime were able to get the Debris they need and get back to the Overworld safely. Kaela asked about Hajime's house and Hajime showed her the house. Its empty and has no roof. They then went to Kaela's house so they can turn the Ancient Debris into Netherite for Hajime.
- It seems like many of the girls are hunting for Ancient Debris to get Netherite after seeing some of the girls today. Current Ancient Debris Hunters: Pekora & Aqua; Hajime & Kaela; Moona; Anya & Kanade (first separate but then together). Koyori joined Anya and Kande in Ancient Debris Hunting too.
- Moona died! While hunting for Ancient Debris in the Nether, some lava fell on her and at that moment, she lost the fire res effect on her, so she died. Polka went to go and find her. Polka and Moona met in the Nether as ghosts.
- Koyori, Kanade, and Anya went and made a grave for Moona next to the other graves by the portal. Anya wrote R.I.P. Sleep well, Moona"
- Moona decided since she's dead she'll spend the rest of her time commentating on what she sees.
- Koyori and Raden were branch mining separately, and it turns out the two mines were actually pretty close to each other and they both met up. Koyori was actually lost in the mines but Raden ended up finding her by chance. Thanks to Raden's help, Koyori was able to make it out of the mines. Raden is still in the mines hunting for diamonds.
- Ao has been wokring on her own to spruce and clean up the city some more after the destruction of The Wither.
- Iroha and Kaela met up. Iroha asked Kaela if she wanted to go into the Nether to collect Ancient Debris with her. However Kaela had just gotten back from her trip with Hajime and was ready to wrap things up. She told Iroha that she needed to end her stream soon to get some rest (cause she hasnt gotten any sleep since yesterday). Iroha was understanding of it. She went into the mines and met up with Koyori who showed her where to strip mine for Ancient Debris.
- A little bit after, Hajime and Iroha met up, and the two went to get Ancient Debris together. They're doing it with the strip mining method (with Iroha occasionally using TNT)
- Kanade is now the newest member to be fully decked in Netherite Armor
- Currently Kanade, Iroha, Anya, Hajime, and Koyori are all in the nether gathering ancient debris. Since they're all in the same mine area they can sometimes hear and talk to each other. Iroha has been gathering TNT to help making gathering Ancient Debris a lot faster. Koyori showed Kanade, Anya, and Hajime how she blows up all the TNT in the Nether using redstone and a pressure plate.
- Time of Wither Fight: 22:00 JST
- Before the Wither Fight at 21:00 JST the members online will have a meeting to determine the actual location of The Wither Fight. The Meeting is held with Pekora, Kiara, Ina, Kanade, Noel, Botan, Aqua, and Anya.
- During the meeting Kiara and Ina tell the group their experience in fighting the wither with the EN girls in the Holo Server above ground.
- Kiara gives a recap of the meeting. Generally they will be fighting it above ground a bit away from the city area. It'll be nearby a village that a few of the girls live at, near the courthouse (Kiara, Anya, and Ina's houses are at most risk of destruction)
- The Wither will be summoned at the middle of the fighting arena.
- Everyone is busy making preparations, from getting golden apples, to making different potions.
- Everyone is meeting up by the courthouse. Can hear Aqua talking about Miko's armor. Miko, Kiara, and Kaela have a full deck of Netherite Armor
- Kaela: If the wither comes, ill run. I'll run away and hide
- Members participating in the Wither Fight: Pekora, Kiara, Ina, Kaela, Anya, Noel, Aqua, Botan, Hajime, Moona, Koyori, Ao, Kanade, Miko, Raden
- Polka will be observing as a ghost
- Ina went to pay her respects at the grave to those who died before this moment. She will bring back the head of her enemies.
- WITHER FIGHT SURVIVED! It went super fast! And no one died. Kiara was tanking a lot of the hits for it! Pekora sees that the Portal got destroyed during the first fight, along with the middle of the arena
- Since it was easy, Pekora now wants the to fight 3 of them. She will spawn them in different locations in the area. Pekora hints they will be located in places where they live.
- The 3 were Spawned! This time it took a lot longer for all of them to be defeated. Sadly during the fight Iroha died while fighting The Wither, along with the destruction of some houses. Ollie's roof suffered some damage We did lose all the cows and chickens that were at Polka/Suisei's farm. Pekora notes that Iroha can be revived (she does need to do the batsu).
- Wither flowers were placed in the middle of the two pens in memory. Koyori also placed some flowers like the Sakura Saplings and Sunflowers. The girls are using the dirt that got picked up during the fight to restore the area and clean it back up. And other girls are working to fix some of the damage, like Ina fixing Ollie's house.
- Noel and Kanade are making a grave in honor of Iroha. Its made of Netherack
- Koyori took one of the Wither Stars and placed it in her house. I dont know where the other Beacon pieces went (There should be 4. 1 From the 1st fight, and 3 from the 2nd fight). Edit: Kaela got 2 of the Stars. The two stars were turned into beacons that are by her house. The beacons are made of diamonds
- Some of the girls are going to go to the Nether to collect enders to make Ender Eye.
- Members: Kiara, Anya, Noel, Botan, Miko, Hajime, Kanade, Koyori
- Since the portal broke, the girls were trying to light it back up. They kept shooting arrows at it before Miko used a flint to properly light it up
- The girls are able to complete the mission easily with the help of the boat strat. Even if one of the Enderman aggros someone the girls are quickly behind to help out with boats or weapon damage.
- After mission complete a photo of the group was taken.
- On the way back, Kiara and Miko got hit by Piglins cause they forgot to put back on the gold. They were able to survive and make it back home, mission complete!
Today's Death List:
| Hololive Member | Cause of Death | Revival Status |
|---|---|---|
| Kazama Iroha | Died during the Wither Fight | Revived |
| Hoshinova Moona | Lava fell on her in the Nether | Cannot be revived. |
2024.05.17 20:43 swtogirl [New Updates] The Epic Saga of 2 Brothers and a Truck
I am not the OP. That is u/No_Chrysler-4-Me. Originally posted on EntitledPeople and pettyrevenge.
There are two previous BORUs I posted last year:
First Post Jan 8, 2023
Second Post Jan 8, 2023
Trigger Warning: Domestic Violence
Editor's Note: THIS IS VERY LONG! OP posts a lot about his family. I will include links to other posts at the bottom of this BORU, but I will keep this post focused on the brother and OP.
TL;DR of the above BORUs: OP's older brother is lazy and a cheapskate. OP bought a truck, an '03 Toyota Tundra. Brother gets jealous and buys a 01 Dodge Ram 1500, but it's crap. OP tries to help brother fix up the truck despite warning him not to buy it. Once it was running a little better, brother challenges OP to a race. Brother loses and becomes obsessed with practicing racing, ruining the truck further. Eventually they go camping, have more shenanigans, brother finally blows the transmission. Brother has to drive his ex-girlfriend's minivan, which he hates, tries to LS Swap the Ram, but no one will lend him the money. He eventually sells it. Brother doesn't stop there. He NEEDS a truck, so he has the brilliant idea of chopping the minivan up to make it into a truck. He needs money to Frankenstein the minivan, no one will pay, but eventually he cuts it up, uses recycled wood to make the truck bed, etc. He calls it the "Mini-Ram."
My brother sold the Mini-Ram and got a Silverado. That was fine. It's what happened after that made things worse May 5, 2024
I've been gone for some time. But I'm back with a bad one. I've spoken before about how my older brother competed with me needlessly. And he did a lot of beyond stupid shit. Well he finally pushed the whole family over the edge, and got disowned. And I'm going to be explaining a lot of what happened the past year, and then some from before that. But it's too long for one post.
Well going back more than a year. Some may remember my brother getting a free minivan from his ex after the Dodge Ram truck I warned him not to buy became a moneypit. I helped him work on that truck and even repaint it. And I helped him remodel his camper trailer too. Why? Because he's my brother. And I guess some part of me deep down kept hoping he'd one day change. But he tried to take credit for things I did. Especially with remodeling the camper. And he had tantrums when called out on his lies. He also became temporarily obsessed with my truck, and even implied he'd just take it from me because he hated driving a minivan. He referred to it as a chick car. He acted like a complete child because I refused to trade vehicles, and even got our parents involved. It was just a really stupid and needless situation that my brother tried to make a hill to die on.
It started when my brother bought his Dodge Ram simply because I bought a Toyota Tundra. He had a perfectly running Subaru Baja before that. Then he said he wanted a man's truck and bought the worst barely running pile he could find that was also overpriced considering the condition. He could have at least aimed for a diesel since he wanted a dodge so bad. Lots of dumb shit happened after that. Including my brother wanting to LS swap the Ram after destroying it's engine and two transmissions. But I'm pretty sure the person who offered to do the LS swap for him was a scammer. Not to mention LS swapping any vehicle basically means replacing the ECU. But it never happened anyway since the engine and transmission my brother wanted sold before he could get them. And he had no running vehicle anymore. So my brother's ex, whom he has a young child with, gave him her old 90s Ford Windstar van. It was admittedly an ugly, dent riddled POS with the rear window busted out. But it still ran and drove surprisingly well, considering that's not one of Ford's better vehicles. And then my brother decided to cut it up into some sort of van/truck. Or a ute as they're called in some places. But he made this thing ugly. Lots of spray foam, recycled wood, and rattle can paint. Even mismatched sub-lights above the cab. He frequently raided the junkyard for parts. And he even glued a Ram badge onto the grill of that van/truck. He called it the Mini-Ram. Lots of stupid cheap mods done to that vehicle too. Someone once asked me how ugly the Mini-Ram was on a scale of 1 to 1000. And I said about a 667.
My brother did a lot of other dumb things in this time. Like following me camping just to piss me off. He was a general leech who stole power from my generator, and tried to steal beer from my camper fridge repeatedly. He was so brazen as to just walk right in, and then tried to pretend to be so drunk he didn't realize what he was doing when caught. I've spoken many times about how he stole booze from me. Until my friends and I revenge pranked him and his near equally douchey friends with a growler full of laxative tainted beer. We admittedly used way too much laxative. But my brother never stole from me again because I threatened to tell everyone about his humiliation. He crapped on his own shoes squatting in the woods. And that's just a bit of it.
Eventually my brother seemed to learn his lesson. He sold the Mini-Ram to someone who actually paid him well for it. And no, I don't know what they did with it. And I don't care. But, when the 2K he sold the Mini-Ram for was combined with his savings, my brother had a bit over 4.5K to buy a better vehicle with. And he spotted a 99 RWD Silverado truck with an extended cab for sale online. He really shouldn't have sold his only method of transportation before having a replacement vehicle ready. But I couldn't fault him for taking the deal when presented, considering what he sold. And as much as my brother annoyed me, I still cared about him enough to help. He showed up begging me to drive him over 60 miles to look at this truck he found on Market Place.
So I reluctantly drove him out to see this truck. It wasn't that bad actually. Save for the rough mismatched paint, the rusty hood, the dents, the cracked windshield, and.... Actually, I guess it was kinda that bad. But not compared to the clapped out Ram my brother bought previously. The Silverado had a manual transmission, which we both confirmed shifted great as the records showed it had been rebuilt a few years before. The engine had been swapped at one time too. So it was kinda hard to gauge the odometer as it had not been rolled back for the new engine. It was at about 350.000 miles, but those numbers don't really mean jack when the engine and tranny have been replaced or rebuilt. Admittedly the engine ran like a top. The tires on the truck were in pretty damn good shape too. And on steel rims. Which I like. Very practical. I asked my brother if this was the manly kind of truck he'd been looking for. And for once he spoke logically and said that he'd rather have this than risk what happened with the Ram again. Fair enough. Besides, Chevy trucks are cool and reliable. I've always liked them. Like a rock as they say.
My brother and I scrutinized this truck in detail like a pair of pawn brokers, and talked the price down to 3K. They wanted 4K. But we could hear a sound while test driving it that was either bad ball joints or wheel bearings. We jacked up the wheels, and the bearings felt and sounded fine. But the ball joints were pretty bad. And that's not a cheap fix unless you can do it yourself. The truck was owned by the seller's father, who'd passed away a year prior. So the guy took 3K for it after we listed the problems. After driving it back, I insisted my brother get the truck to a mechanic ASAP. And he listened that time. The mechanic said the ball joints were about to come apart, and it's have caused a very bad situation if they had. And it cost him a grand to get them replaced. The truck also needed new plates ant the title registered. Which ate up a lot of the remaining budget. Then came the paint. My brother wanted the Silverado painted black right away. I told him to wait. But he didn't listen and DIY'd some body work, and then rattle-canned it with Rustolium turbo cans. The paint was full of orange peel, and overspray. He didn't even use primer. And the truck looked kinda mediocre. Then the southern weather had at it. Already numerous chips, scrapes and fades. Whatever. I stopped caring.
You'd think that'd be the end of this part. But no. There's more. What's behind door number 3? If you guessed a dumbass with a knife stuck in his ass. Then you'd win the gold! Yeah that's right. My brother got a knife in his ass.... How? How else... He and his friends all got high and decided they were gonna go outside and build a fort in the back yard of the house they rent out of scrap they found laying around. My brother while stoned wanted to show off how he can flip out a butterfly knife really fast, and decided he was gonna act like he was in an action movie, and did some sort of stupid thing where he was running and flipping out the knife really fast. The ground was wet, he slipped, and somehow got the knife in his right butt-cheek. They called me to come take him to the hospital because they were all too stoned to drive. I had to lay my brother down in the bed of my truck on a mattress because we were too scared to pull the knife out, and I drove him to the hospital like that. They rushed him in, and thankfully he only needed about 5 stiches on his butt and some antibiotics. Then I drove him back home the same way, and he insisted I take him to a drive through. He also tried to get me to pay, because...reasons! I told him to buy his own damn food.
After that there was more dumb BS that I won't bother getting into. But eventually my brother was seemingly getting bett...er...less bad. He was a bit sore his Silverado wasn't a 4X4, and my Tundra is. But being RWD kept him from trying to take it off-roading. He did try once, and had to pull the truck out of mud with a come-along. And he didn't try it again. He did want to drag race my truck again too. I said hell no. Not gonna risk either of our piles breaking down. And he was a complete douche about that too. I told him to stop acting like his dick was bigger than it is, and act his age. He didn't take that well. But he seemingly really was improving. Even being a much better dad to his daughter. Things got pretty good for him. Until I decided to buy a house. That's when the serious drama started.
My entitled brother threw a massive fit, just because he was mad I bought a house May 6, 2024
Yeah, I'm aware of several similar stories involving entitled family members wanting houses they have no claim to. But I guess this shit really happens. And it's no picnic when it does.
I suddenly became a homeowner some time ago because friend of mine's grandfather was moving to Florida. And his house was ripe for picking. I knew the old man well. RIP, he passed a few months later from a sudden stroke. Anyway, he offered the house and property to me for 200K. I practically ran to the bank to apply for the loan. The house is a manufactured home from the 80s. But it was remodeled repeatedly by the former owner, and has a separate garage building. The home and property could have gone for more. But he offered the house to me because he knew I'd take care of it. I had 30K saved that made a good down payment. And I was happy to leave my apartment. I'd wanted to eventually move out of there after what my cheating ex did anyway. But that's a story for another time.
As for my brother. Well he went bonkers when he found out I bought a house. He had this repeated history of copycatting me for the past decade. But this... There was no way in hell he could copycat buying a house with his terrible credit and inconsistent income. And he got in an argument with me over how I was just trying to make him look bad by doing something he couldn't. No, I just wanted a damn house. And the price was too good to refuse. Then he told me I should have turned it down because...(He had no good reason) I could practically see his screws getting looser with every dumbass excuse he made as to why I shouldn't have done it. But I pointed out all those excuses were just because I did something he currently can't. And when I bought the house, it had nothing to do with him. I just wanted to be a home owner for the security and extra space. I finally don't have to store my camper at my parents' house. And I have a garage that I can store stuff and tinker in.
I bought a camping cot, he bought a camping cot, went to the gym, he went to the gym, bought good booze, he bought good booze (Or stole it from me), I bought a new TV, be bought a new TV, I bought a truck, he bought a truck, I bought a camper, he bought a camper, I bought a used portable DVD player, he bought a used portable DVD player, I went camping in a specific place, he went camping in that specific place, I bought a house, he...(404 Error! Insert tea kettle noises and Benny Hill chase). He also acted like a complete child toward me when he built his Mini-Ram thing. He actually confronted me and said it was keweler than my boring Tundra, because it was something original. I swear, he did the dumbest mods to that vehicle. Like putting twist studs in the suspension coils to raise the ride height.
Well after weeks of openly fuming about me being a home owner, my brother suddenly acted like he had another brilliant idea. He wanted to move in with me. I laughed at him. Then he ended up demanding I rent one of my rooms to him. And for only $200 a month (Utilities included) because he shouldn't have to pay any more than that since we're family. He flipped his lid when I said fuck no! Then he got our parents involved again. Only this time they actually sided with him at first. Though it was mainly our mother. She and my brother showed up demanding I let my brother move in. And my brother had a shit eating grin on his face that I could tell he was thinking he was getting his way thanks to mommy dearest. I said "FUCK NO!" to both their faces, and my mother cried that I was using foul language to her and being an ass when I had the space now. I called my dad, and he told my mom that he'd warned her I wouldn't do it. And to leave me the hell alone. Mom whined my brother was living out of his camper next to a shabby house he was renting space from. I said that wasn't my problem to fix. And my brother has proven countless times that he cannot be trusted. My brother was fuming to the point of being red with veins popping out. My mom tried one more time to convince me with tears. And that just made me angrier.
I went on a rant that was something like this. Bro can't buy a house, so he wanted to invade mine. I refuse to ever live with my brother again. I would sooner live in the woods without electricity than with him. He's intentionally irritating as all hell. And if I had him as a roommate, I just knew he'd steal my booze, take my stuff, and invade my privacy none-stop. Not. Fucking. HAPPENING! No matter how many tears mom tries using on me. My mom broke down and finally conceded she'd never convince me after that rant. And she had to take my brother by the hand and leave with him because he initially refused to go, and kept begging her to turn back and make me let him move in. And then I yelled to him that it was a laugh that he called me a mama's boy before. Because he'd become exactly that. And this was just like the time he tried to get our mother to make me trade vehicles with him because he felt ashamed to be driving a minivan. He yanked away from mom, then told me to go fuck myself and the horse I rode in on. I laughed and pointed out I didn't ride in on anything, because I was already home. But his rattlecan horse was waiting for him in the driveway. He flipped his lid again, and looked like his head was going to explode. But mom got in front of him, and told him to just go. Then he drove off in his rattlecan Silverado without her. He'd driven her there. And then I had to take her home.
While taking her home, I made things very clear with my mother over why I could never trust my brother again. And his life was not my burden to bear. And then told her how little my brother was offering for rent anyway. Which he'd conveniently not told her. Then I later rented that same room to one of my best friends for $600 a month, and he pays for utilities. The other two rooms are my bedroom and a home office. There's an extra room in the separate garage too. So my mother tried to make me let my brother live in the garage instead. There's enough room in it's storage room for a bedroom. Again I said fuck no. And that's since been turned into another friend's rented room with a bit of a plywood remodel. Yeah, I kinda rented both the spare bedroom and garage room out to friends out of spite. But I wasn't letting my brother live with me in any capacity!
My brother later ended up having a complete meltdown in front of our parents over how he's the older brother. He should be the one who owns a house first. He's supposed to be successful, and I'm supposed to be the big loser in his shadow. Our dad poked him with his cane and told him that's not how life works, and they had a big argument. They told him to get out and not come back until he's cooled off and learned that he's just being a pointlessly jealous asshole.
The next part I post, my brother did the dumbest thing of all.
Edit: I came home late to over 600 comments, and still more pouring in. Far too many for me to answer. So I'll clear some things up here. Yes, I am no contact with my brother. And he's NC with the rest of the family as well. I do have cameras inside and outside my home. And a dash cam too. My brother knows this, and has stayed the fuck away since he left town. I'm told I'm an asshole too. Not arguing that, because it's true. I'm not exactly the nicest guy. But have someone like my brother in your life, and see how peachy you turn out.
Some have mentioned to having siblings just like my brother. Sadly I know very well people like him are increasingly common these days. My dad said a number of times that my brother probably would have ended up dead in an alley if he lived here 50 years ago with the way he behaves. As for our ages. I'm 30, and my brother is 32. I have not given my parents a spare key to my house. One is with a friend, and another is very cleverly hidden.
My house is a manufactured home. But it's not in a trailer park, and has been significantly modified with new siding and a new roof, and has a separate garage building. The previous owner was a former general contractor, and he loved to build and repair. And yes, I do have good insurance.
I keep seeing comments about a clock radio. Pardon me for not getting the reference. But I do own a digital alarm clock that has a built in CD player. Currently plays Tina Turner's Proud Mary to wake me up.
My brother and I were raised pretty evenly. He was always a jerk. But went full asshole after moving out. But our mother didn't favor him. She chewed him out plenty. And she didn't normally side with his stupidity. She just wanted him to live in a better place than in a camper next to a house filled with potheads. Addition: My brother willingly moved into that camper. He was renting half a room in that house of potheads. Then convinced the landlord to let him live in his camper on the property for the same price instead. And he bragged about his camper a lot. Which he has a full gaming center in, complete with PlayStation. He only wanted to invade my house to piss me off and make his cost of living even lower. He also doesn't like camping nearly as much as me. He mainly liked just pissing me off by following me. He loved to make me miserable. In fact, he felt entitled to make me miserable. That's the kind of person he is.
Do I have a restraining order against my brother? Not really. Just didn't bother. Because even if I did, it'd only be for like a year. And my brother wouldn't let something like that stop him if he was truly determined anyway.
My entitled brother lost his mind and attacked me, his ex, and our father. That got him disowned by the family. But not before I beat the crap out of him May 8, 2024
Warning: Contains domestic violence, small town drama, and idiocy. Read at own risk.
My brother's major downhill spiral started with jealousy over my house, but only got worse thanks to this next part. He started smoking pot more heavily and drinking harder. And that was making him more aggressive and violent. He got in a brawl outside of a bar for reasons I still don't know. But he got his ass handed to him on a platter. He eventually found out his ex has been seeing someone else. And ironically that someone is another friend of mine. Which was news to me. But it's not like he wasn't around my brother's ex a fair bit. They're both fairly social people, and were also friends for years. Once the secret was out, he confessed to me it wasn't planned. But my brother's ex Sara (Fake name) and my friend just clicked one day about a year ago. This sorta thing can only happen in a town like ours. I admit, Sara is very beautiful. But I've always seen her as a big sister figure ever since she started dating my brother in high school. So I never thought of getting with her myself. She kept her new boyfriend a secret for some time. I didn't even know until someone else spilled the beans. And the word traveled. When my brother found out, that was the last he could mentally take.
My brother was hoping for years that Sara would take him back. But no such luck there. When he lost his mind over the fact my friend was dating Sara, he started hunting for the poor guy. My friend is not a fighter, and a self described beanpole. So that's what I'll call him. Sara seems to like Beanpole because he's everything my brother is not. He isn't really a brave person. And came to me when he found out my brother was looking for him. He has a rather distinctively painted car. So it's easy to spot. My brother caught wind Beanpole was at my place, and came roaring his truck down the street.
When my brother showed up to my house, he started screaming and banging on my door because he wanted to kick Beanpole's ass. And when I refused to let him in, he attacked me. We had a redneck brawl right there in my front lawn. I want to say I won. But the fight only stopped when one of my friend/tenants yelled he was gonna call the cops. I sucker-punched my brother while he was distracted, and told him to never come back to my house again. And if he ever tried to hurt Beanpole again, I'd make sure he'd up in the hospital with two broken legs. This was backed by the other friends/tenants I had there. My brother is an idiot. But even he knew that pissing off my entire friend group was not a good idea. So he picked himself up off the ground and started leaving. But he clearly looked like he wanted to do something to my truck because he stopped and just stood there staring at it with his hands in his pockets, like he was debating scratching the paint with his keys. I yelled at him that I have CCTV. But then he turned around, pulled his pants part way down, and started rubbing his ass directly onto my truck's passenger side door. Then he forced out a nasty fart and said he sharted a little, and laughed like a nutbar when he took off. I immediately got the hose. I'm just glad I didn't leave windows open or doors unlocked. Otherwise he'd have done far worse. And the smell of what he did was pretty much what you'd think.
Everyone already knew Sara was never going to take him back. She avoided dating for years because my brother is so unhinged that she knew he'd do something like this. That's why she and her new boyfriend kept it secret. I went to ice my bruises and call Sara. But my brother was already calling and texting her. Over and over again, he wouldn't stop. He was begging she break up with her boyfriend and take him back. He even said he wanted to marry her and move to the northwest. Not sure why he specified that part of the US. Maybe because we live in the southeast. But she flatly told him no, never again, not happening even if hell froze over. He cried that it wasn't fair, because she was his first love (she wasn't), and they have a daughter together. Then he started sending her flowers, love letters and gifts. She sent them all back. Then she announced online that she and Beanpole had been dating for some time, and recently made plans to eventually move in together. That's when my brother really went off the deep end.
A few hours after he saw that post, my brother got wasted and then barged into Sara's parents' house by body ramming the back door. He actually cut his face because the door had a glass window. But he was so drunk that he didn't notice he was bleeding. Sara understandably freaked out, and my brother grabbed and tried to force her to kiss him. She pushed him away and he hit her for refusing him. He slapped her and threw her to the floor really hard like an angry pimp wanting his money. And his daughter saw it all and started screaming at the top of her lungs. Sara screamed too, and my brother fled. Police were called, and Sara was taken to the hospital. My brother threw her down so hard that she had a dislocated shoulder. My brother was found by police at his camper, where he was even more drunk than before, and half his face was covered in blood. He had to be taken to the hospital, where he got stitches. Then taken to jail. He got charged with trespassing, breaking and entering, and assault. (Surprisingly not DUI too, as he'd actually walked there) When our parents and I found out, well the family finally couldn't take it anymore, and went into an uproar. Our parents had it out with my brother after he bailed himself out from jail, and then he tried to fight our dad when they argued. And no surprise, he tried to blame everything on me.
My brother actually said I let Beanpole steal his woman. But couldn't really explain how. He also refused to believe I did not know until recently. Then he said that Sara was supposed to be his. Dad not only disagreed, but told my brother that he was a fucking disgrace, and that was an absolutely disgusting way to talk about Sara. She's not his property. And then my brother shoved dad as hard as he could. Dad got knocked to the floor, and my brother started kicking him. Dad isn't a small man. But he's old with a bad back and a bad knee. And needs a cane just to get around. Since we knew my brother would only have gotten crazier if he saw me, I was hiding in another room with the door cracked and listening in. I knew he might do something crazy. So I insisted on secretly being in the house when he was confronted. And I'm glad I was, because I came to dad's defense before my brother could do too much damage. I knew we were roughly even in a fight. So I ambushed and hit him in the back with a rubber mallet, and then beat the shit out of him. No police were called that time. I attacked him in defense of our dad. So he probably would have been screwed if he tried to get me charged anyway. And then he'd have gone right back to jail. Someone also once asked me if I enjoyed beating up my brother that day. I did not. I was just in an adrenaline fueled rage protecting my dad. But all things considered, I could have done far worse to my brother with that rubber mallet, as he only really got bruises. My dad gave hm a good smack in the face with his cane too though. But it's just hollow aluminum. Not exactly a damage dealer.
Our parents (mainly my dad) disowned my brother as I threw him out the door. And he spent some time crying on the porch and saying he was sorry and didn't mean it, then switched to saying we could all regret this, and we could go fuck ourselves before finally leaving. My mother spent hours crying. She'd stuck up for him before, and this was how he repaid her. My brother managed to avoid real prison time, or a trial for attacking Sara by taking a guilty plea deal. He signed away custody of his daughter. And Sara got a restraining order against him. My brother got a fine, somehow only a couple months in county jail, probation, has to abstain from alcohol for six months, and he had to pay for the property damage. Sara's dad already put in a new door, and billed my brother for it. My brother also understandably lost his job due to the situation.
Our mother secretly kept in contact with my brother, and agreed to look after my brother's truck and camper while he was serving his two month sentence. And she didn't ok it with dad first. He was pretty pissed at her for going behind his back. But she reasoned that it would be the last thing they ever did for him, because she didn't want my brother to have no place to go after getting out of the clink. And even she made it clear it was the last of her good will towards him too. Once my brother got out of jail, mom drove his truck and camper to a store to meet him, and gave him back the keys. She told me there was barely a word of thanks from him. Mostly just grunts when she tried to get him to talk to her. Dad said he still looked like an ungrateful sod. After that my brother lived wherever he could park his camper for a while until one of his remaining friends somehow got him a new job as a welder in another town 40-ish miles away that he was having to commute to with his camper for a while. But he was back every weekend. Apparently he only got the job by agreeing to work for less than what the job would normally pay. So he could move there permanently as soon as he got the ok from his probation officer. Which said officer didn't make easy I heard. I don't know the red tape of it. But he managed to pull it off. He can't leave the state. But he could still move to another county it seems. He's probably renting a space in a trailer park right now or something. And maybe he's back to doing his side hustle of hauling trash for people.
Before leaving town, my brother showed up outside my house to give me the double middle finger and dance around like a monkey while cursing at me in the street when he knew I was watching from the window. I guess it was his stupid way of trying to get in a last laugh without breaking the law or something. But then I got an idea. I've heard plenty of people say to kill with kindness. So I tried it in my own way. I grabbed an unopened bottle of my favorite honey whisky from the pantry because I know my brother really loves that stuff too. Then I went outside and walked right up to him, and shoved the bottle into his hands. I think it was the last thing he expected me to do in the moment. And I know he'd NEVER willingly break a bottle of good booze. Especially when it's free. Then I told him to have a drink on me to start his new life. I could barely keep myself from laughing when I turned to walk away. When I looked at my CCTV footage later, he actually stood there looking really glum while just staring at the bottle, and then moped back to his truck.
And then he was gone. Off to start his new life as a career welder. My brother is a childish, narcissistic, misogynistic, asshole to an extreme degree. But he's actually damn good at welding. Both with steel and aluminum. Mostly self-taught too. It's practically his only real talent. He's even done basic forging and auto body work. I've seen him do shit with scrap metal I wish I could. But that's the only real compliment I can still say about him. Maybe he'll make a decent new life and career for himself doing metal work elsewhere. He's better off away from us, just like we're better off away from him. He deleted all his social media, and I assume blocked us on everything. Not that we'd bother to contact him. One of his few remaining pothead friends in town told me my brother wants to legally change his name when his probation ends. Knowing him, he'll likely do it.
Things are much more peaceful and far less dramatic without my entitled leech of a brother here. Some part of me missed him for a while. But he's just a terrible person. And the only one who's still missing him, is our mother. She's still kinda broken up about it. But dad has been unwavering that they did the right thing by disowning him. He made his own bed. Now he's lying in it. I doubt my brother will come back any time soon. And if he does, he will not be welcome.
Edit: Got home and cracked open a bag of salt & pepper pork rinds, and was half expecting hundreds of comments like last time. I'm thankful it wasn't. Still, I'm also thankful to everyone who gave their support. To answer some questions I got in comments and DMS. I've got cameras inside and outside my house. Beanpole and Sara are still dating. But they've put off moving in together for now. My niece is doing good. But says she has no daddy anymore. My brother was barely a father to her anyway. Yes I know it was a bit much giving a known alcoholic a bottle of booze. And good booze at that. But I knew he wouldn't be able to drink it for months anyway. Which is why I was trying so hard to hold back laughter when I gave it to him. Besides, he's just gonna drink like a fish on his own dime when his court ordered sober time runs out.
I'm hoping this is the last post about current antics involving my brother. Maybe I'll tell other past stories about him. Or the story of my cheating ex. Still couldn't bring myself to post that. I typed it out and everything. But I guess it still ate at me because I really liked that woman. And yeah, this situation with my brother eats at me too. But he's toxic. And I'm better off without him in my life anymore.
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There are two previous BORUs I posted last year:
First Post Jan 8, 2023
Second Post Jan 8, 2023
Trigger Warning: Domestic Violence
Editor's Note: THIS IS VERY LONG! OP posts a lot about his family. I will include links to other posts at the bottom of this BORU, but I will keep this post focused on the brother and OP.
TL;DR of the above BORUs: OP's older brother is lazy and a cheapskate. OP bought a truck, an '03 Toyota Tundra. Brother gets jealous and buys a 01 Dodge Ram 1500, but it's crap. OP tries to help brother fix up the truck despite warning him not to buy it. Once it was running a little better, brother challenges OP to a race. Brother loses and becomes obsessed with practicing racing, ruining the truck further. Eventually they go camping, have more shenanigans, brother finally blows the transmission. Brother has to drive his ex-girlfriend's minivan, which he hates, tries to LS Swap the Ram, but no one will lend him the money. He eventually sells it. Brother doesn't stop there. He NEEDS a truck, so he has the brilliant idea of chopping the minivan up to make it into a truck. He needs money to Frankenstein the minivan, no one will pay, but eventually he cuts it up, uses recycled wood to make the truck bed, etc. He calls it the "Mini-Ram."
My brother sold the Mini-Ram and got a Silverado. That was fine. It's what happened after that made things worse May 5, 2024
I've been gone for some time. But I'm back with a bad one. I've spoken before about how my older brother competed with me needlessly. And he did a lot of beyond stupid shit. Well he finally pushed the whole family over the edge, and got disowned. And I'm going to be explaining a lot of what happened the past year, and then some from before that. But it's too long for one post.
Well going back more than a year. Some may remember my brother getting a free minivan from his ex after the Dodge Ram truck I warned him not to buy became a moneypit. I helped him work on that truck and even repaint it. And I helped him remodel his camper trailer too. Why? Because he's my brother. And I guess some part of me deep down kept hoping he'd one day change. But he tried to take credit for things I did. Especially with remodeling the camper. And he had tantrums when called out on his lies. He also became temporarily obsessed with my truck, and even implied he'd just take it from me because he hated driving a minivan. He referred to it as a chick car. He acted like a complete child because I refused to trade vehicles, and even got our parents involved. It was just a really stupid and needless situation that my brother tried to make a hill to die on.
It started when my brother bought his Dodge Ram simply because I bought a Toyota Tundra. He had a perfectly running Subaru Baja before that. Then he said he wanted a man's truck and bought the worst barely running pile he could find that was also overpriced considering the condition. He could have at least aimed for a diesel since he wanted a dodge so bad. Lots of dumb shit happened after that. Including my brother wanting to LS swap the Ram after destroying it's engine and two transmissions. But I'm pretty sure the person who offered to do the LS swap for him was a scammer. Not to mention LS swapping any vehicle basically means replacing the ECU. But it never happened anyway since the engine and transmission my brother wanted sold before he could get them. And he had no running vehicle anymore. So my brother's ex, whom he has a young child with, gave him her old 90s Ford Windstar van. It was admittedly an ugly, dent riddled POS with the rear window busted out. But it still ran and drove surprisingly well, considering that's not one of Ford's better vehicles. And then my brother decided to cut it up into some sort of van/truck. Or a ute as they're called in some places. But he made this thing ugly. Lots of spray foam, recycled wood, and rattle can paint. Even mismatched sub-lights above the cab. He frequently raided the junkyard for parts. And he even glued a Ram badge onto the grill of that van/truck. He called it the Mini-Ram. Lots of stupid cheap mods done to that vehicle too. Someone once asked me how ugly the Mini-Ram was on a scale of 1 to 1000. And I said about a 667.
My brother did a lot of other dumb things in this time. Like following me camping just to piss me off. He was a general leech who stole power from my generator, and tried to steal beer from my camper fridge repeatedly. He was so brazen as to just walk right in, and then tried to pretend to be so drunk he didn't realize what he was doing when caught. I've spoken many times about how he stole booze from me. Until my friends and I revenge pranked him and his near equally douchey friends with a growler full of laxative tainted beer. We admittedly used way too much laxative. But my brother never stole from me again because I threatened to tell everyone about his humiliation. He crapped on his own shoes squatting in the woods. And that's just a bit of it.
Eventually my brother seemed to learn his lesson. He sold the Mini-Ram to someone who actually paid him well for it. And no, I don't know what they did with it. And I don't care. But, when the 2K he sold the Mini-Ram for was combined with his savings, my brother had a bit over 4.5K to buy a better vehicle with. And he spotted a 99 RWD Silverado truck with an extended cab for sale online. He really shouldn't have sold his only method of transportation before having a replacement vehicle ready. But I couldn't fault him for taking the deal when presented, considering what he sold. And as much as my brother annoyed me, I still cared about him enough to help. He showed up begging me to drive him over 60 miles to look at this truck he found on Market Place.
So I reluctantly drove him out to see this truck. It wasn't that bad actually. Save for the rough mismatched paint, the rusty hood, the dents, the cracked windshield, and.... Actually, I guess it was kinda that bad. But not compared to the clapped out Ram my brother bought previously. The Silverado had a manual transmission, which we both confirmed shifted great as the records showed it had been rebuilt a few years before. The engine had been swapped at one time too. So it was kinda hard to gauge the odometer as it had not been rolled back for the new engine. It was at about 350.000 miles, but those numbers don't really mean jack when the engine and tranny have been replaced or rebuilt. Admittedly the engine ran like a top. The tires on the truck were in pretty damn good shape too. And on steel rims. Which I like. Very practical. I asked my brother if this was the manly kind of truck he'd been looking for. And for once he spoke logically and said that he'd rather have this than risk what happened with the Ram again. Fair enough. Besides, Chevy trucks are cool and reliable. I've always liked them. Like a rock as they say.
My brother and I scrutinized this truck in detail like a pair of pawn brokers, and talked the price down to 3K. They wanted 4K. But we could hear a sound while test driving it that was either bad ball joints or wheel bearings. We jacked up the wheels, and the bearings felt and sounded fine. But the ball joints were pretty bad. And that's not a cheap fix unless you can do it yourself. The truck was owned by the seller's father, who'd passed away a year prior. So the guy took 3K for it after we listed the problems. After driving it back, I insisted my brother get the truck to a mechanic ASAP. And he listened that time. The mechanic said the ball joints were about to come apart, and it's have caused a very bad situation if they had. And it cost him a grand to get them replaced. The truck also needed new plates ant the title registered. Which ate up a lot of the remaining budget. Then came the paint. My brother wanted the Silverado painted black right away. I told him to wait. But he didn't listen and DIY'd some body work, and then rattle-canned it with Rustolium turbo cans. The paint was full of orange peel, and overspray. He didn't even use primer. And the truck looked kinda mediocre. Then the southern weather had at it. Already numerous chips, scrapes and fades. Whatever. I stopped caring.
You'd think that'd be the end of this part. But no. There's more. What's behind door number 3? If you guessed a dumbass with a knife stuck in his ass. Then you'd win the gold! Yeah that's right. My brother got a knife in his ass.... How? How else... He and his friends all got high and decided they were gonna go outside and build a fort in the back yard of the house they rent out of scrap they found laying around. My brother while stoned wanted to show off how he can flip out a butterfly knife really fast, and decided he was gonna act like he was in an action movie, and did some sort of stupid thing where he was running and flipping out the knife really fast. The ground was wet, he slipped, and somehow got the knife in his right butt-cheek. They called me to come take him to the hospital because they were all too stoned to drive. I had to lay my brother down in the bed of my truck on a mattress because we were too scared to pull the knife out, and I drove him to the hospital like that. They rushed him in, and thankfully he only needed about 5 stiches on his butt and some antibiotics. Then I drove him back home the same way, and he insisted I take him to a drive through. He also tried to get me to pay, because...reasons! I told him to buy his own damn food.
After that there was more dumb BS that I won't bother getting into. But eventually my brother was seemingly getting bett...er...less bad. He was a bit sore his Silverado wasn't a 4X4, and my Tundra is. But being RWD kept him from trying to take it off-roading. He did try once, and had to pull the truck out of mud with a come-along. And he didn't try it again. He did want to drag race my truck again too. I said hell no. Not gonna risk either of our piles breaking down. And he was a complete douche about that too. I told him to stop acting like his dick was bigger than it is, and act his age. He didn't take that well. But he seemingly really was improving. Even being a much better dad to his daughter. Things got pretty good for him. Until I decided to buy a house. That's when the serious drama started.
My entitled brother threw a massive fit, just because he was mad I bought a house May 6, 2024
Yeah, I'm aware of several similar stories involving entitled family members wanting houses they have no claim to. But I guess this shit really happens. And it's no picnic when it does.
I suddenly became a homeowner some time ago because friend of mine's grandfather was moving to Florida. And his house was ripe for picking. I knew the old man well. RIP, he passed a few months later from a sudden stroke. Anyway, he offered the house and property to me for 200K. I practically ran to the bank to apply for the loan. The house is a manufactured home from the 80s. But it was remodeled repeatedly by the former owner, and has a separate garage building. The home and property could have gone for more. But he offered the house to me because he knew I'd take care of it. I had 30K saved that made a good down payment. And I was happy to leave my apartment. I'd wanted to eventually move out of there after what my cheating ex did anyway. But that's a story for another time.
As for my brother. Well he went bonkers when he found out I bought a house. He had this repeated history of copycatting me for the past decade. But this... There was no way in hell he could copycat buying a house with his terrible credit and inconsistent income. And he got in an argument with me over how I was just trying to make him look bad by doing something he couldn't. No, I just wanted a damn house. And the price was too good to refuse. Then he told me I should have turned it down because...(He had no good reason) I could practically see his screws getting looser with every dumbass excuse he made as to why I shouldn't have done it. But I pointed out all those excuses were just because I did something he currently can't. And when I bought the house, it had nothing to do with him. I just wanted to be a home owner for the security and extra space. I finally don't have to store my camper at my parents' house. And I have a garage that I can store stuff and tinker in.
I bought a camping cot, he bought a camping cot, went to the gym, he went to the gym, bought good booze, he bought good booze (Or stole it from me), I bought a new TV, be bought a new TV, I bought a truck, he bought a truck, I bought a camper, he bought a camper, I bought a used portable DVD player, he bought a used portable DVD player, I went camping in a specific place, he went camping in that specific place, I bought a house, he...(404 Error! Insert tea kettle noises and Benny Hill chase). He also acted like a complete child toward me when he built his Mini-Ram thing. He actually confronted me and said it was keweler than my boring Tundra, because it was something original. I swear, he did the dumbest mods to that vehicle. Like putting twist studs in the suspension coils to raise the ride height.
Well after weeks of openly fuming about me being a home owner, my brother suddenly acted like he had another brilliant idea. He wanted to move in with me. I laughed at him. Then he ended up demanding I rent one of my rooms to him. And for only $200 a month (Utilities included) because he shouldn't have to pay any more than that since we're family. He flipped his lid when I said fuck no! Then he got our parents involved again. Only this time they actually sided with him at first. Though it was mainly our mother. She and my brother showed up demanding I let my brother move in. And my brother had a shit eating grin on his face that I could tell he was thinking he was getting his way thanks to mommy dearest. I said "FUCK NO!" to both their faces, and my mother cried that I was using foul language to her and being an ass when I had the space now. I called my dad, and he told my mom that he'd warned her I wouldn't do it. And to leave me the hell alone. Mom whined my brother was living out of his camper next to a shabby house he was renting space from. I said that wasn't my problem to fix. And my brother has proven countless times that he cannot be trusted. My brother was fuming to the point of being red with veins popping out. My mom tried one more time to convince me with tears. And that just made me angrier.
I went on a rant that was something like this. Bro can't buy a house, so he wanted to invade mine. I refuse to ever live with my brother again. I would sooner live in the woods without electricity than with him. He's intentionally irritating as all hell. And if I had him as a roommate, I just knew he'd steal my booze, take my stuff, and invade my privacy none-stop. Not. Fucking. HAPPENING! No matter how many tears mom tries using on me. My mom broke down and finally conceded she'd never convince me after that rant. And she had to take my brother by the hand and leave with him because he initially refused to go, and kept begging her to turn back and make me let him move in. And then I yelled to him that it was a laugh that he called me a mama's boy before. Because he'd become exactly that. And this was just like the time he tried to get our mother to make me trade vehicles with him because he felt ashamed to be driving a minivan. He yanked away from mom, then told me to go fuck myself and the horse I rode in on. I laughed and pointed out I didn't ride in on anything, because I was already home. But his rattlecan horse was waiting for him in the driveway. He flipped his lid again, and looked like his head was going to explode. But mom got in front of him, and told him to just go. Then he drove off in his rattlecan Silverado without her. He'd driven her there. And then I had to take her home.
While taking her home, I made things very clear with my mother over why I could never trust my brother again. And his life was not my burden to bear. And then told her how little my brother was offering for rent anyway. Which he'd conveniently not told her. Then I later rented that same room to one of my best friends for $600 a month, and he pays for utilities. The other two rooms are my bedroom and a home office. There's an extra room in the separate garage too. So my mother tried to make me let my brother live in the garage instead. There's enough room in it's storage room for a bedroom. Again I said fuck no. And that's since been turned into another friend's rented room with a bit of a plywood remodel. Yeah, I kinda rented both the spare bedroom and garage room out to friends out of spite. But I wasn't letting my brother live with me in any capacity!
My brother later ended up having a complete meltdown in front of our parents over how he's the older brother. He should be the one who owns a house first. He's supposed to be successful, and I'm supposed to be the big loser in his shadow. Our dad poked him with his cane and told him that's not how life works, and they had a big argument. They told him to get out and not come back until he's cooled off and learned that he's just being a pointlessly jealous asshole.
The next part I post, my brother did the dumbest thing of all.
Edit: I came home late to over 600 comments, and still more pouring in. Far too many for me to answer. So I'll clear some things up here. Yes, I am no contact with my brother. And he's NC with the rest of the family as well. I do have cameras inside and outside my home. And a dash cam too. My brother knows this, and has stayed the fuck away since he left town. I'm told I'm an asshole too. Not arguing that, because it's true. I'm not exactly the nicest guy. But have someone like my brother in your life, and see how peachy you turn out.
Some have mentioned to having siblings just like my brother. Sadly I know very well people like him are increasingly common these days. My dad said a number of times that my brother probably would have ended up dead in an alley if he lived here 50 years ago with the way he behaves. As for our ages. I'm 30, and my brother is 32. I have not given my parents a spare key to my house. One is with a friend, and another is very cleverly hidden.
My house is a manufactured home. But it's not in a trailer park, and has been significantly modified with new siding and a new roof, and has a separate garage building. The previous owner was a former general contractor, and he loved to build and repair. And yes, I do have good insurance.
I keep seeing comments about a clock radio. Pardon me for not getting the reference. But I do own a digital alarm clock that has a built in CD player. Currently plays Tina Turner's Proud Mary to wake me up.
My brother and I were raised pretty evenly. He was always a jerk. But went full asshole after moving out. But our mother didn't favor him. She chewed him out plenty. And she didn't normally side with his stupidity. She just wanted him to live in a better place than in a camper next to a house filled with potheads. Addition: My brother willingly moved into that camper. He was renting half a room in that house of potheads. Then convinced the landlord to let him live in his camper on the property for the same price instead. And he bragged about his camper a lot. Which he has a full gaming center in, complete with PlayStation. He only wanted to invade my house to piss me off and make his cost of living even lower. He also doesn't like camping nearly as much as me. He mainly liked just pissing me off by following me. He loved to make me miserable. In fact, he felt entitled to make me miserable. That's the kind of person he is.
Do I have a restraining order against my brother? Not really. Just didn't bother. Because even if I did, it'd only be for like a year. And my brother wouldn't let something like that stop him if he was truly determined anyway.
My entitled brother lost his mind and attacked me, his ex, and our father. That got him disowned by the family. But not before I beat the crap out of him May 8, 2024
Warning: Contains domestic violence, small town drama, and idiocy. Read at own risk.
My brother's major downhill spiral started with jealousy over my house, but only got worse thanks to this next part. He started smoking pot more heavily and drinking harder. And that was making him more aggressive and violent. He got in a brawl outside of a bar for reasons I still don't know. But he got his ass handed to him on a platter. He eventually found out his ex has been seeing someone else. And ironically that someone is another friend of mine. Which was news to me. But it's not like he wasn't around my brother's ex a fair bit. They're both fairly social people, and were also friends for years. Once the secret was out, he confessed to me it wasn't planned. But my brother's ex Sara (Fake name) and my friend just clicked one day about a year ago. This sorta thing can only happen in a town like ours. I admit, Sara is very beautiful. But I've always seen her as a big sister figure ever since she started dating my brother in high school. So I never thought of getting with her myself. She kept her new boyfriend a secret for some time. I didn't even know until someone else spilled the beans. And the word traveled. When my brother found out, that was the last he could mentally take.
My brother was hoping for years that Sara would take him back. But no such luck there. When he lost his mind over the fact my friend was dating Sara, he started hunting for the poor guy. My friend is not a fighter, and a self described beanpole. So that's what I'll call him. Sara seems to like Beanpole because he's everything my brother is not. He isn't really a brave person. And came to me when he found out my brother was looking for him. He has a rather distinctively painted car. So it's easy to spot. My brother caught wind Beanpole was at my place, and came roaring his truck down the street.
When my brother showed up to my house, he started screaming and banging on my door because he wanted to kick Beanpole's ass. And when I refused to let him in, he attacked me. We had a redneck brawl right there in my front lawn. I want to say I won. But the fight only stopped when one of my friend/tenants yelled he was gonna call the cops. I sucker-punched my brother while he was distracted, and told him to never come back to my house again. And if he ever tried to hurt Beanpole again, I'd make sure he'd up in the hospital with two broken legs. This was backed by the other friends/tenants I had there. My brother is an idiot. But even he knew that pissing off my entire friend group was not a good idea. So he picked himself up off the ground and started leaving. But he clearly looked like he wanted to do something to my truck because he stopped and just stood there staring at it with his hands in his pockets, like he was debating scratching the paint with his keys. I yelled at him that I have CCTV. But then he turned around, pulled his pants part way down, and started rubbing his ass directly onto my truck's passenger side door. Then he forced out a nasty fart and said he sharted a little, and laughed like a nutbar when he took off. I immediately got the hose. I'm just glad I didn't leave windows open or doors unlocked. Otherwise he'd have done far worse. And the smell of what he did was pretty much what you'd think.
Everyone already knew Sara was never going to take him back. She avoided dating for years because my brother is so unhinged that she knew he'd do something like this. That's why she and her new boyfriend kept it secret. I went to ice my bruises and call Sara. But my brother was already calling and texting her. Over and over again, he wouldn't stop. He was begging she break up with her boyfriend and take him back. He even said he wanted to marry her and move to the northwest. Not sure why he specified that part of the US. Maybe because we live in the southeast. But she flatly told him no, never again, not happening even if hell froze over. He cried that it wasn't fair, because she was his first love (she wasn't), and they have a daughter together. Then he started sending her flowers, love letters and gifts. She sent them all back. Then she announced online that she and Beanpole had been dating for some time, and recently made plans to eventually move in together. That's when my brother really went off the deep end.
A few hours after he saw that post, my brother got wasted and then barged into Sara's parents' house by body ramming the back door. He actually cut his face because the door had a glass window. But he was so drunk that he didn't notice he was bleeding. Sara understandably freaked out, and my brother grabbed and tried to force her to kiss him. She pushed him away and he hit her for refusing him. He slapped her and threw her to the floor really hard like an angry pimp wanting his money. And his daughter saw it all and started screaming at the top of her lungs. Sara screamed too, and my brother fled. Police were called, and Sara was taken to the hospital. My brother threw her down so hard that she had a dislocated shoulder. My brother was found by police at his camper, where he was even more drunk than before, and half his face was covered in blood. He had to be taken to the hospital, where he got stitches. Then taken to jail. He got charged with trespassing, breaking and entering, and assault. (Surprisingly not DUI too, as he'd actually walked there) When our parents and I found out, well the family finally couldn't take it anymore, and went into an uproar. Our parents had it out with my brother after he bailed himself out from jail, and then he tried to fight our dad when they argued. And no surprise, he tried to blame everything on me.
My brother actually said I let Beanpole steal his woman. But couldn't really explain how. He also refused to believe I did not know until recently. Then he said that Sara was supposed to be his. Dad not only disagreed, but told my brother that he was a fucking disgrace, and that was an absolutely disgusting way to talk about Sara. She's not his property. And then my brother shoved dad as hard as he could. Dad got knocked to the floor, and my brother started kicking him. Dad isn't a small man. But he's old with a bad back and a bad knee. And needs a cane just to get around. Since we knew my brother would only have gotten crazier if he saw me, I was hiding in another room with the door cracked and listening in. I knew he might do something crazy. So I insisted on secretly being in the house when he was confronted. And I'm glad I was, because I came to dad's defense before my brother could do too much damage. I knew we were roughly even in a fight. So I ambushed and hit him in the back with a rubber mallet, and then beat the shit out of him. No police were called that time. I attacked him in defense of our dad. So he probably would have been screwed if he tried to get me charged anyway. And then he'd have gone right back to jail. Someone also once asked me if I enjoyed beating up my brother that day. I did not. I was just in an adrenaline fueled rage protecting my dad. But all things considered, I could have done far worse to my brother with that rubber mallet, as he only really got bruises. My dad gave hm a good smack in the face with his cane too though. But it's just hollow aluminum. Not exactly a damage dealer.
Our parents (mainly my dad) disowned my brother as I threw him out the door. And he spent some time crying on the porch and saying he was sorry and didn't mean it, then switched to saying we could all regret this, and we could go fuck ourselves before finally leaving. My mother spent hours crying. She'd stuck up for him before, and this was how he repaid her. My brother managed to avoid real prison time, or a trial for attacking Sara by taking a guilty plea deal. He signed away custody of his daughter. And Sara got a restraining order against him. My brother got a fine, somehow only a couple months in county jail, probation, has to abstain from alcohol for six months, and he had to pay for the property damage. Sara's dad already put in a new door, and billed my brother for it. My brother also understandably lost his job due to the situation.
Our mother secretly kept in contact with my brother, and agreed to look after my brother's truck and camper while he was serving his two month sentence. And she didn't ok it with dad first. He was pretty pissed at her for going behind his back. But she reasoned that it would be the last thing they ever did for him, because she didn't want my brother to have no place to go after getting out of the clink. And even she made it clear it was the last of her good will towards him too. Once my brother got out of jail, mom drove his truck and camper to a store to meet him, and gave him back the keys. She told me there was barely a word of thanks from him. Mostly just grunts when she tried to get him to talk to her. Dad said he still looked like an ungrateful sod. After that my brother lived wherever he could park his camper for a while until one of his remaining friends somehow got him a new job as a welder in another town 40-ish miles away that he was having to commute to with his camper for a while. But he was back every weekend. Apparently he only got the job by agreeing to work for less than what the job would normally pay. So he could move there permanently as soon as he got the ok from his probation officer. Which said officer didn't make easy I heard. I don't know the red tape of it. But he managed to pull it off. He can't leave the state. But he could still move to another county it seems. He's probably renting a space in a trailer park right now or something. And maybe he's back to doing his side hustle of hauling trash for people.
Before leaving town, my brother showed up outside my house to give me the double middle finger and dance around like a monkey while cursing at me in the street when he knew I was watching from the window. I guess it was his stupid way of trying to get in a last laugh without breaking the law or something. But then I got an idea. I've heard plenty of people say to kill with kindness. So I tried it in my own way. I grabbed an unopened bottle of my favorite honey whisky from the pantry because I know my brother really loves that stuff too. Then I went outside and walked right up to him, and shoved the bottle into his hands. I think it was the last thing he expected me to do in the moment. And I know he'd NEVER willingly break a bottle of good booze. Especially when it's free. Then I told him to have a drink on me to start his new life. I could barely keep myself from laughing when I turned to walk away. When I looked at my CCTV footage later, he actually stood there looking really glum while just staring at the bottle, and then moped back to his truck.
And then he was gone. Off to start his new life as a career welder. My brother is a childish, narcissistic, misogynistic, asshole to an extreme degree. But he's actually damn good at welding. Both with steel and aluminum. Mostly self-taught too. It's practically his only real talent. He's even done basic forging and auto body work. I've seen him do shit with scrap metal I wish I could. But that's the only real compliment I can still say about him. Maybe he'll make a decent new life and career for himself doing metal work elsewhere. He's better off away from us, just like we're better off away from him. He deleted all his social media, and I assume blocked us on everything. Not that we'd bother to contact him. One of his few remaining pothead friends in town told me my brother wants to legally change his name when his probation ends. Knowing him, he'll likely do it.
Things are much more peaceful and far less dramatic without my entitled leech of a brother here. Some part of me missed him for a while. But he's just a terrible person. And the only one who's still missing him, is our mother. She's still kinda broken up about it. But dad has been unwavering that they did the right thing by disowning him. He made his own bed. Now he's lying in it. I doubt my brother will come back any time soon. And if he does, he will not be welcome.
Edit: Got home and cracked open a bag of salt & pepper pork rinds, and was half expecting hundreds of comments like last time. I'm thankful it wasn't. Still, I'm also thankful to everyone who gave their support. To answer some questions I got in comments and DMS. I've got cameras inside and outside my house. Beanpole and Sara are still dating. But they've put off moving in together for now. My niece is doing good. But says she has no daddy anymore. My brother was barely a father to her anyway. Yes I know it was a bit much giving a known alcoholic a bottle of booze. And good booze at that. But I knew he wouldn't be able to drink it for months anyway. Which is why I was trying so hard to hold back laughter when I gave it to him. Besides, he's just gonna drink like a fish on his own dime when his court ordered sober time runs out.
I'm hoping this is the last post about current antics involving my brother. Maybe I'll tell other past stories about him. Or the story of my cheating ex. Still couldn't bring myself to post that. I typed it out and everything. But I guess it still ate at me because I really liked that woman. And yeah, this situation with my brother eats at me too. But he's toxic. And I'm better off without him in my life anymore.
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2024.05.17 08:26 krutika7972 Crossover Vehicles Market Preparing for the Unforeseen Future in 2032: SWOT and Feasibility Analysis
The crossover vehicles market size was valued at USD 610.3 Billion in 2023 and is expected to reach a market size of USD 1,079.6 Billion by 2032 at a CAGR of 6.5%.
Crossover vehicles, which combine elements of both passenger cars and sport utility vehicles (SUVs), offer consumers a versatile and practical transportation solution. The spacious interiors and flexible seating configurations of crossovers appeal to families and individuals who require ample cargo space without compromising on maneuverability or comfort. The all-wheel-drive capabilities of many crossover models also attract buyers in regions with varying weather conditions.
The growth of the crossover vehicles market is driven by several key factors:
· Consumer Preferences: Modern consumers increasingly prefer crossovers for their blend of the features of both sedans and SUVs. Crossovers offer a higher driving position, more interior space, and better visibility while maintaining the drivability and fuel efficiency of smaller cars.
· Versatility and Practicality: Crossovers are designed to be highly versatile, offering ample cargo space and flexible seating arrangements. This makes them suitable for a wide range of activities, from daily commuting to family road trips and even light off-roading.
· Fuel Efficiency: Advances in automotive technology have enabled crossovers to offer better fuel efficiency compared to traditional SUVs, making them an attractive option for environmentally conscious consumers and those looking to save on fuel costs.
· Urbanization: As urbanization increases, consumers are looking for vehicles that can handle both city driving and occasional outdoor adventures. Crossovers fit this niche perfectly, providing a balance between size, comfort, and capability.
· Safety Features: Crossovers often come equipped with advanced safety features, including multiple airbags, collision avoidance systems, and enhanced stability control. These features appeal to safety-conscious buyers, particularly families.
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~Market Segmentation:~
By Vehicle Size (2024-2032)
Some of the major players operating in this market include Toyota Motor Corporation, Honda Motor Co., Ltd., Nissan Motor Co., Ltd., Ford Motor Company, General Motors Company (Chevrolet), Hyundai Motor Company, Kia Motors Corporation, Subaru Corporation, Mazda Motor Corporation, Volkswagen AG, BMW Group, and Daimler AG (Mercedes-Benz). These automakers offer a diverse range of crossover models catering to various consumer preferences and price points, from compact to full-size vehicles.
Regional Overview:
North America currently dominates the crossover vehicles market, driven by the strong demand for versatile and fuel-efficient transportation options in the United States and Canada. According to the Alliance for Automotive Innovation, The Driving Force 2022 report, the automotive ecosystem contributed to 4.9% of the total U.S. GDP and motor vehicle and parts manufacturing accounts for around 6% of the total manufacturing sector in the country highlighting the significant role of the automotive sector in the region's economy.
Key Highlights of the report:
1. Electrification and hybridization of crossover vehicles as well as the increasing integration of advanced driver assistance systems (ADAS) and connectivity features are the upcoming trends.
2. Asia-Pacific is expected to be the fastest-growing region, while North America was the dominant region in 2023.
3. The top 5 players are Toyota, Honda, Nissan, Ford, and Chevrolet.
4. China is anticipated to have the highest CAGR in the crossover vehicles market during the forecast period.
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Crossover vehicles, which combine elements of both passenger cars and sport utility vehicles (SUVs), offer consumers a versatile and practical transportation solution. The spacious interiors and flexible seating configurations of crossovers appeal to families and individuals who require ample cargo space without compromising on maneuverability or comfort. The all-wheel-drive capabilities of many crossover models also attract buyers in regions with varying weather conditions.
The growth of the crossover vehicles market is driven by several key factors:
· Consumer Preferences: Modern consumers increasingly prefer crossovers for their blend of the features of both sedans and SUVs. Crossovers offer a higher driving position, more interior space, and better visibility while maintaining the drivability and fuel efficiency of smaller cars.
· Versatility and Practicality: Crossovers are designed to be highly versatile, offering ample cargo space and flexible seating arrangements. This makes them suitable for a wide range of activities, from daily commuting to family road trips and even light off-roading.
· Fuel Efficiency: Advances in automotive technology have enabled crossovers to offer better fuel efficiency compared to traditional SUVs, making them an attractive option for environmentally conscious consumers and those looking to save on fuel costs.
· Urbanization: As urbanization increases, consumers are looking for vehicles that can handle both city driving and occasional outdoor adventures. Crossovers fit this niche perfectly, providing a balance between size, comfort, and capability.
· Safety Features: Crossovers often come equipped with advanced safety features, including multiple airbags, collision avoidance systems, and enhanced stability control. These features appeal to safety-conscious buyers, particularly families.
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~Market Segmentation:~
By Vehicle Size (2024-2032)
- Compact
- Mid-Size
- Full-size
- Petrol
- Electric
- Diesel
- Others
- Automatic
- Manual
Some of the major players operating in this market include Toyota Motor Corporation, Honda Motor Co., Ltd., Nissan Motor Co., Ltd., Ford Motor Company, General Motors Company (Chevrolet), Hyundai Motor Company, Kia Motors Corporation, Subaru Corporation, Mazda Motor Corporation, Volkswagen AG, BMW Group, and Daimler AG (Mercedes-Benz). These automakers offer a diverse range of crossover models catering to various consumer preferences and price points, from compact to full-size vehicles.
Regional Overview:
North America currently dominates the crossover vehicles market, driven by the strong demand for versatile and fuel-efficient transportation options in the United States and Canada. According to the Alliance for Automotive Innovation, The Driving Force 2022 report, the automotive ecosystem contributed to 4.9% of the total U.S. GDP and motor vehicle and parts manufacturing accounts for around 6% of the total manufacturing sector in the country highlighting the significant role of the automotive sector in the region's economy.
Key Highlights of the report:
1. Electrification and hybridization of crossover vehicles as well as the increasing integration of advanced driver assistance systems (ADAS) and connectivity features are the upcoming trends.
2. Asia-Pacific is expected to be the fastest-growing region, while North America was the dominant region in 2023.
3. The top 5 players are Toyota, Honda, Nissan, Ford, and Chevrolet.
4. China is anticipated to have the highest CAGR in the crossover vehicles market during the forecast period.
Contact:
DataHorizzon Research
North Mason Street, Fort Collins,
Colorado, United States
Ph: +1-970-672-0390
Website: https://datahorizzonresearch.com/
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2024.05.17 04:38 dubbhae Day 5 of Hololive's Hardcore Minecraft Server: Yesterday's deaths showed that living in Hardcore should not be underestimated! But how will things progress here?
See Previous Day 4 Here
See Following Day 6 Here
We still have a few days left before the Ender Dragon and Wither Fight, so what will the members do till then? Well I'm not sure myself but as we saw from some members yesterday, Pekora is cooking up something exciting! (looks like a kind of stage or arena of sorts), We'll have to see what she says today on her News Program. In the meantime we still have new members joining such as Okayu!
General Rules for the server. Written by Pekora in the rulebook, with some edits (NOTE: These rules by Pekora may go through some changes, please make sure to check today's Pekora News Stream for the latest information):
Global Missions:
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See Following Day 6 Here
We still have a few days left before the Ender Dragon and Wither Fight, so what will the members do till then? Well I'm not sure myself but as we saw from some members yesterday, Pekora is cooking up something exciting! (looks like a kind of stage or arena of sorts), We'll have to see what she says today on her News Program. In the meantime we still have new members joining such as Okayu!
General Rules for the server. Written by Pekora in the rulebook, with some edits (NOTE: These rules by Pekora may go through some changes, please make sure to check today's Pekora News Stream for the latest information):
- If you die, its over (Note: Please see revivals below)
- I will write a diary after the broadcast
- Complete the mission
- Nether opening starts on the 16th
- The ultimate goal is to defeat Endora (Ender Dragon) and Wither
- About Survival Diary
- Write about the events and memories of the day
- If the content is good, good things might happen
- Penalty will be incurred if there is no diary
- There are nether and recreational facilities
- Nether opening date 5/16 JST
- Recreational facilities 5/15 JST (Chinchiro)
- You are free!
- You may build a residence
- You can equip yourself
- Survive.
- Currently (as of this writing) if a member dies in Hardcore and wishes to be revived, they can do so by going to their own Solo Hardcore Minecraft World, and collect 7 diamonds within 30 minutes (this time limit is very flexible and not enforced). They can only be revived once.
- Subaru, Nene, and Haachama are now perma-dead
- Members won't be able to be revived after Day 7
- The server needs 2/3 of its online players sleeping for time to pass to the next morning.
- Certain events such as the Pillager Raid that happened yesterday will no longer be given a warning.
- It'll also be more difficult going forward
- There's now a holoserver fighting tournament arena (Starting from 20:00 JST)
- You can now buy a death totem and 5 golden apples from Pekora for 200 diamonds
Global Missions:
- Find a Western Style Mansion in the forest (basically find a Woodland Mansion) - 20 Diamonds
- Find a Jungle Temple - 20 Diamonds
- Find a Pillager Outpost - 5 Diamonds
- Obtain a Trident - 30 Diamonds
- Find Ruins (Most likely meaning Trail Ruins) - 20 Diamonds
- Find a Pyramid - 10 Diamonds
- Find an Ancient City - 20 Diamonds
- Defeat the Boss of an Underwater Temple (This most likely means the Elder Guardians at an Ocean Monument) - 100 Diamonds
- Obtain 10 different dye colors - Diamond amount unknown
- Deliver Wither Skeleton Skulls (up to 3 heads, 100 diamonds each)
- Obtain Ancient Debris - 20 Diamonds
- Defeat 3 Piglin Brutes - 7 Diamonds
- Noel (VOD)
- Flare (VOD)
- Pekora's News Stream (VOD)
- Koyori (VOD)
- Okayu (VOD)
- Lamy (VOD)
- Pekora (VOD)
- Aqua (VOD)
- Nene (VOD)
- Polka (VOD)
- Miko (VOD)
- Raden (VOD)
- Anya (VOD)
- Ollie (VOD)
- Watame (SC Reading)
- Azki (VOD)
- Kanade (VOD)
- Iroha (VOD)
- Moona (VOD)
- Kiara
- Kaela
- Hajime
- Luna
- Subaru
- Suisei
- Done offstream, but according to Iroha's Tweet she built some facilities including a spruce log collection station, a cobblestone making machine, and a clay production facility. She notes that making clay isn't automatic like how its done on the Holo Server, but clay can be exchanged for emeralds.
- Lamy offstream made more torches and organized the iron at the iron farm
- Noel noticed the cake that Luna had made for Polka a few days ago. She read the sign and found it cute, some teetee.
- Pekora granted 90 Diamonds to the group who built the 2 iron traps (Iroha, Azki, Watame)
- Nene will be streaming as a ghost (and potentially helping out Pekora)
- Nene is streaming as a ghost. She's in spectator mode and haunting members of the server. As of writing shes' haunting Aqua
- Flare today partook in Piglin Gacha, trading golden bars for certain items (there is no mission for doing this)
- Okayu now joins the server! Koyori is the first one to give her greetings and show her around the place. Aqua also showing Okayu around.
- Pekora announces a battle royale (BR) event at 20:00 JST
- Flare and Koyori learn about how the new bookshelves work, the kind where you can take and remove individual books from the shelves
- Polka now owes a Totem of undying (unknown if she acquired from Pekora or from the previous raid).
- The members are going to have an adventure in the nether together, with Nene watching over as a ghost (and hoping someone will join her) (see below for more info)
- Flare went to a village (looks like the one near Kaela's house) to do some villager gacha with farmers (trading food for Emeralds). And then more trading with the villagers at Kaela's house
- There is also what appears to be a gravestone located just outside her house (most likely for Haachama)
- Anya went live and remaked on how shes sad she missed out on the BR fights and being able to gamble/bet
- Anya, Watame, Iroha, Azki, and Kanade are also preparing to go to the Nether. Anya is making cobblestone for pathways, Azki is preparing pails of milk, others are getting good armor and weapons.
- Watame and Kanade were watching Anya make Cobblestone with the generator
- An Iron Golem was summoned by the villagers. Iroha was able to kill it easily by using a bucket of lava.
- Ollie is happy that Kiara took the armor that she made for her.
- A grave for Nene was made by the Iron Farm. Nene, Polka, and Lamy all gather around the grave, asking for Botan to join them. The 3 of them end their streams afterwards.
- Koyori made a grave for Lamy by the Nether Portal. Its made out of Quartz blocks and surrounded by torches.
- Moona joins the server! Ollie screams in seeing she has joined the server. She immediately goes running to spawnpoint to greet her. Anya and Ollie and Moona yell each other names in the Minecraft chat. Moona notes she cannot read the Japanese text that's at the spawnpoint.
- Anya and Miko come by to greet Moona at spawnpoint as well. Anya can't stay for long as she is needed with Iroha's group in the Nether, but tells Moona she can use her stuff in her locker.
- Ollie shows Moona around and they meet with some of the JP members. She takes Moona to the different Villager trading posts to get weapons, armor, and enchantments.
- Pekora noticed that at spawnpoint, the signs with the missions on them have English translations added to them.
- Pekora notes that they have 2 Wither Heads now and will need to get one more. The plan is to have The Wither Fight happen tomorrow.
- Koyori got the final Wither Skeleton head with Iroha's Group. She went back to deliver it.
- Suisei logged on. She's doing some offstream playing. Sounds like she'll be taking over Polka's farm.
- Koyori is working on improving the potion machine.
- Iroha and Azki are helping out Suisei with improving the farm at Polka's place. There's now an expansion to the side of her house (behind the cows).
- Kiara mentions how when she was online off stream she saw Ina, who said she was off stream making a fishing house. Kaela also popped in as well and they commented how all 3 were online but not streaming.
- Flare gave Kaela a gift of 3 ancient debris, as thanks for her trading post. It just had a sign that said "Use me <3" and it was unnamed, but chat was quick to point out who it was. Kaela edited the sign to include Flare.
- (Tomorrow's Wither Fight will be at 21:00 JST)
- Kaela made an Ender Chest
- Pekora today showed us the Holo Fighting Arena. The outside is covered with the heads of Nene and Subaru
- The Arena is currently meant for 1v1 fighting
- There will be a gacha to pull weapons. Members can also place bets on fighters to see who will win.
- Kiara, Flare, Raden, Koyori, and Okayu came by to place bets on the different members. Pekora placed bets too.
- Members who partake in these matches and die will return from the dead (they will not be counting towards actual hardcore deaths) (this does not apply to those who are considered permadead)
- Shortly after the fights, Subaru and Nene were swiftly killed and are now ghosts again.
- Raden is providing some fun commentary for these fights.
- Current Participating Members:
- Nene
- Polka
- Subaru
- Koyori
- Aqua
- Audience Member (Okayu)
- Matches (Winners in Bold):
- Koyori (Netherite Hoe) vs Polka (Iron Sword)
- Round 2: Koyori (Golden Sword) vs Polka (Iron Sword)
- Polka WINS
- Nene (Golden Sword) vs Subaru (Golden Axe)
- Round 2: Nene (Golden Axe) vs Subaru (Stone Sword)
- Round 3: Nene (Golden Axe) vs Subaru (Golden Axe)
- Nene WINS
- Aqua (Wooden Sword) vs Audience Member - Okayu (Iron Sword)
- Round 2: Aqua (Iron Sword) vs Okayu (Stone Sword)
- Round 3: Aqua (Netherite Hoe) vs Okayu (Wooden Sword)
- Okayu WINS
- Koyori (Netherite Hoe) vs Polka (Iron Sword)
- Members of Nether Adventure Group: Pekora, Lamy, Aqua, Okayu, Miko, Koyori, Polka, Nene (as ghost). Flare and Raden joined the group later.
- A bunch of the members got Hot Tourist Destination Achievement
- The group are at the Nether Fortress (the same one Miko's group went to yesterday). They are here to get Wither Skeletons and Blaze Rods
- They're generally split into a few groups: Aqua and Pekora; Okayu, Lamy, and Koyori; Miko and Polka. Nene is watching switching between the different groups.
- Lamy died! While in the nether fortress she fell in lava and was unable to get out, resulting in her death. She's now a ghost with Nene watching the group in the Nether.
- Polka fell into the lava just outside of the nether fortress. Fortunately she had a fire res potion on her so she didn't immediately die. She was able to climb out of the lava and get back into the Fortress. Miko in seeing Polka was laughing.
- Flare and Raden met up with the group later on. Both of them also got Hot Tourist Desination. Miko was there to greet the two.
- Polka died! She accidentally hit a zombie piglin, which attacked back and killed her. While she did have a totem on her, it got used up and was only useful for a few seconds. The zombie piglin kept on hitting her afterwards, resulting in her death.
- So far they have found 1 skeleton head (i think by either Aqua or Pekora). Pekora put it on to wear for fun.
- Flare is busying working to get blaze rods
- Due to their poor luck in getting more wither skeleton heads, Pekora went back to get a drop up rate enchantment (That would be Looting 3)
- The group temporarily split off due to the pillager raid that had occurred. They're all working to refresh their supplies, with Pekora get Looting 3 for their swords.
- Pekora and Aqua went back to the Nether to try again in getting Wither Skeletons. The rest of the group then went off to do their own thing.
- Iroha's Nether Group: Iroha, Anya, Watame, Kanade, Azki, Hajime. Koyori joined up later.
- Iroha gives the group a briefing of what to do in the nether. What they are to expect and how to deal with the Wither Skeletons safely.
- The group venture into the Nether. They are forging their own path instead of taking the ones members have already laid out. They're doing their best to make sure the path is safe for the group.
- Various members of the group received the Hot Tourist Destination achievement
- The group have entered the Nether Fortress and have met up with Koyori who is trying to get Wither Skeleton Heads. She's now joined the party.
- Kanade while burning fell out of the fortress and fell into the lava. She had a totem and fire res potion on her. The Totem was activated and as she tried to escape the lava, the fire res potion ran out. She was able to get a new potion on her at the last second, letting her survive with a few hearts, and calmly get her way back to the fortress.
- The group got the last Wither Skeleton head needed for the fight (it was Koyori).
- The rest of the group are currently getting Blaze Rods
- After getting Blaze Rods the group is now heading back home.
- They got back home safe!
- Kiara, Ollie, Moona's Group
- The group will be doing missions for Moona. Apparently yesterday's missions can also be completed today. They will also try and get Ancient Debris.
- The girls will use beds to explode and try and get Ancient Debris. Good Luck
- Flare passed them by and gifted Kiara and Ollie some Fire Res Potions
- Before getting Ancient Debris, they will help Moona with the other missions.
- The group complete a few missions
- Moona died! As they were trying to defeat ghasts, Moona accidentally hit a Zombie Piglin. She tried to escape but too many came to swarm her and she was defeated. Ollie and Kiara gathered her supplies.
- Moona will take the batsu of collecting 7 diamonds in a solo server in 30 minutes (this time limit is loose and flexible and not enforced)
- Ollie and Kiara went and killed 2 ghasts so Ollie can complete the mission. After that they went to head back since Kiara needs to get new gold boots soon.
- Ollie and Kiara decided to go and get ancient debris on their own. They used the TNT strat and got 3 Ancient Debris. Kiara got 7 more totaling them 11 Ancient Debris (4 were given to Moona, 4 to Ollie, and 3 kept to herself).
- Moona meanwhile finally got 7 diamonds, completing her batsu. Pekora went and revived her (and gave a few pieces of meat)
- Flare's Solo Adventure
- Flare exploring the Nether on her own. She went and got at least 3 Ancient Debris.
- Watame, Kanade, and Anya
- The group are exploring the nether together. They're currently on the hunt for ancient debris. All of them have obtained at least one Ancient Debris. They're doing this by simply digging through The Nether
- Both Watame and Anya have 3 Ancient Debris each.
- The group are exploring the nether together. They're currently on the hunt for ancient debris. All of them have obtained at least one Ancient Debris. They're doing this by simply digging through The Nether
- Kiara's Solo Netherite Adventure
- Kiara in the Nether managed to get 19 Ancient Debris in her 2nd trip.
- On her way back (cause she ran out of TNT), Kaela logged on. Kiara asked about Kaela having a Netherite Template but Kaela never went to get one in a Bastion (shes too afraid too). Kiara wants Kaela to get one so she can duplicate to help get Netherite Armor
- Kiara while mining Quartz to heal her pickaxe accidentally fell, but she survived on a few hearts. She went back home after her pickaxe broke.
- After fixing her pickaxe, she went back into the nether one more time to get the last debris that she wanted. In total she got 21 Ancient Debris. After this, she went back home. She also gave one Debris to Kaela.
- Including the Ancient Debris she gave to Ollie and Moona, she got a grand total of 29 Ancient Debris.
- Suddenly Pillager Raid! Pekora mentions this would happen without warning. (This happened at 23:00 JST)
- Ollie joins the game as soon as the raids starts, so she wants to head into the action (but is fixing her VC mod first)
- Pekora sends a message about the raid so everyone else in the Nether are heading back to join in.
- There's some iron golems around to help out with the raid. Also apparently a villager died, there was one wandering around.
- Phantoms have showed up along with the raid, since its now nighttime.
- Apparently Polka is a bit upset that no one has died in this raid yet.
- The raid is complete! And no one died in the process! Now for everyone to sleep so the Phantoms can go away.
- Those who participated in the raid (only Ollie didn't join) got a discount on villager trading.
| Hololive Member | Cause of Death | Revival Status |
|---|---|---|
| Yukihana Lamy | Fell in Lava in the Nether Fortress | Chose to not revive |
| Omaru Polka | Slained by a Zombie Piglin | Cannot be revived |
| Hoshinova Moona | Slained by a Zombie Piglin | Revived |
2024.05.17 01:16 No_Trust_7220 [discussion] Natsuki Subaru makes me want to become the better version of myself
Hello everyone, this would be my first official post on this subreddit, and I want to use it to explain how Natsuki Subaru changed me for the better. When I was in middle school things have change so much to me that I couldn't catch up with everyone around me whether grades, friends, or family I felt as I was stuck in a dark loop where I didn't know if I could move on with my life. Things went harder for me when I was in High School when covid had started appearing all over the news and had everything shutdown and we were forced to stay at home and hope this will go over soon. But soon turn to weeks and months and even a year that it made me feel a deeper hole than I could ever be. I didn't know if I even have hope left in me. But that is where he comes into place when I saw trailers for S2 of Re:zero. At first, I wasn't interested with it since I saw Subaru as a good-looking character that is just there to garners some clicks until I saw Mothers Basement Review of Re:zero. And it made me interested in watching it. When I first saw Subaru in action, he was weird, funny, and a bit embarrassing with his character but I know that he means well whenever he wants to save someone. Subaru made me realize more about myself especially when his character was talking to me, whenever he struggles and wants to do with every being of his power to save the people around them because he loves them which not many main characters are transparent with their emotions and wants. I understand with his love, his failure, and his dream where he just wants to be loved with the people he cares about. But above else what truly made me feel as I was a part of him is the dreaded episode where he was begging for Rem to take his hand and take the slothful way out and run from his problems, when she refused claiming that this is not what Subaru would do his mask shattered and we get to witness the ugly truth that has been hidden for so long. His self-hatred had poured liked molten lava as he swore up and down how despicable person he is, how he always makes excuses so that he doesn't have to do his best, and how disgusted that nothing about his existence has changed. When I saw that scene, it made me reflect on my self-hatred and how it feels to be in Subaru position, for a moment I truly felt how hopeless I was, but Natsuki Subaru realized that he cannot stop, he realizes he put too much effort with what he did, and he cannot abandon the people he cares about. But what truly hammers Natsuki Subaru as the greatest character in my eyes is during S2 when he was fighting Garfiel and quote "Whenever you think I want do it! I want to change! Thats where your starting line is". That quote had lit a desire in me that I didn't have in a very long time, fast forward to a couple of years and I am in a much better position than I ever been I graduate high school and doing well in college, granted not every day are great but whenever I feel cornered, I always think what Natsuki Subaru would do, and the answer is always clear, to win for another day. I hope you were all able to finish it to the end and see the gratitude for Subaru and the inspiration he gave me and how I will cheer for him to win his happy ending.
2024.05.16 04:43 dubbhae Day 4 of Hololive's Hardcore Minecraft Server: Things are heating up after yesterday's events as the Nether Gate will now be opened!
See Previous Day 3 Here
See Following Day 5 Here
Yesterday had some fun interactions and gambling with Chinchiro, BUT it also had plot, murder, framing, and an intense court session ala Ace Attorney. Today however the main idea will be to take the girls into the Nether. More deaths are predicted to occur now that the stakes have risen. Best of luck!
We're posting now, due to Aqua streaming at JP lunchtime, but later at primetime JST we'll get some new folks joining like Kiara, Lui, Suisei and Aki! There's also a trial planned for Ririka who died yesterday late into the night. (Fauna also said she'll be joining but that wont be until the early mornings of Day 5)
General Rules for the server. Written by Pekora in the rulebook, with some edits:
Global Missions:
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See Following Day 5 Here
Yesterday had some fun interactions and gambling with Chinchiro, BUT it also had plot, murder, framing, and an intense court session ala Ace Attorney. Today however the main idea will be to take the girls into the Nether. More deaths are predicted to occur now that the stakes have risen. Best of luck!
We're posting now, due to Aqua streaming at JP lunchtime, but later at primetime JST we'll get some new folks joining like Kiara, Lui, Suisei and Aki! There's also a trial planned for Ririka who died yesterday late into the night. (Fauna also said she'll be joining but that wont be until the early mornings of Day 5)
General Rules for the server. Written by Pekora in the rulebook, with some edits:
- If you die, its over (Note: There is a way to come back after your first death, see below)
- I will write a diary after the broadcast
- Complete the mission
- Nether opening starts on the 16th
- The ultimate goal is to defeat Endora (Ender Dragon) and Wither
- About Survival Diary
- Write about the events and memories of the day
- If the content is good, good things might happen
- Penalty will be incurred if there is no diary
- There are nether and recreational facilities
- Nether opening date 5/16 JST
- Recreational facilities 5/15 JST (Chinchiro)
- You are free!
- You may build a residence
- You can equip yourself
- Survive.
- Pekora says there will no longer be a trial system if you die after today. Instead if you die you may choose to be revived (however you will have to go and collect 7 diamonds on your own in a solo world within 30 minutes before it can be done).
- Members won't be able to be revived after Day 7
- The server needs 2/3 of its online players sleeping for time to pass to the next morning.
Global Missions:
- Find a Western Style Mansion in the forest (basically find a Woodland Mansion) - 20 Diamonds
- Find a Jungle Temple - 20 Diamonds
- Find a Pillager Outpost - 5 Diamonds
- Obtain a Trident - 30 Diamonds
- Find Ruins (Most likely meaning Trail Ruins) - 20 Diamonds
- Find a Pyramid - 10 Diamonds
- Find an Ancient City - 20 Diamonds
- Defeat the Boss of an Underwater Temple (This most likely means the Elder Guardians at an Ocean Monument) - 100 Diamonds
- Obtain 10 different dye colors - Diamond amount unknown
- Go to the nether and get soul sand - 3 Diamonds
- Go and collect frog eggs with someone you never interacted with - 10 Diamonds
- Defeat a Ghast - 5 Diamonds
- Create a Potion - 5 Diamonds
- Obtain a Glowstone - 3 Diamonds
- Obtain a distorted mushroom - 2 Diamonds
- Defeat 3 Skeletons - 5 Diamonds
- Become the first person/group to discover a Nether Fortress - 30 Diamonds (Only given to the first group who discovers it)
- Aqua (VOD)
- Nene (VOD)
- Nene's 2nd Stream (VOD)
- Koyori
- Lui (with Botan, Aki, and Suisei) (VOD)
- Botan (VOD)
- Aki (VOD)
- Suisei (VOD)
- Kiara (VOD)
- Ina (VOD)
- Noel (VOD)
- Pekora's News Stream (VOD)
- Subaru (VOD)
- Hajime (VOD)
- Polka (VOD)
- Ao (VOD)
- Lamy (VOD)
- Anya (VOD)
- Miko (VOD)
- Towa (VOD)
- Kaela (VOD)
- Luna (VOD)
- Watame (VOD)
- Haachama (VOD)
- Kanade (VOD)
- Iroha
- Kanata
- Aqua plans on building the TTT (Tenku Trap Tower) during her stream today. TTT is planned to be located in the middle of the ocean. Nearby the shore is a ruined Nether Portal, next to a bamboo Jungle and nearby is a dark oak forest (this is about 1k blocks away from the city).
- Subaru and Nene will also be helped out in construction today too.
- During the stream, Aqua died. Pekora revived her so she can finish TTT, she will hold a trial for her later.
- Subaru showed up to help Aqua. Subaru punches Aqua while she is standing close to the edge of the sky platform and is almost knocked off. Aqua punches Subaru who is standing close to the edge of the sky platform and falls off with a nicely cut scream. Subaru climbs back up to the platform and after a brief exchange of words gets punched off again.
- Ina after making her plan went online and Pekora was next to her. She make a cute and funny noise which got Pekora's attention. Pekora went into the Chinchiro place so she wouldn't be disturbed.
- Many members are working hard today to prepare for their nether trip, along with working on missions for the day.
- Kiara doing some mining and got scared by a creeper, but was able to shoot it down before it blew up. She also shot down a skeleton (there was much screaming)
- Subaru took Ao to the newly finished TTT for Ao to get EXP.
- Suisei, Lui, Botan, Ririka, Azki, and Hajime went to Kaela's Trader Village to get enchantments for their weapons and armor. They're all pretty impressed by it.
- Ina is meanwhile, fishing. She caught a pufferfish, named it Fugua, and placed it above her door in her house.
- Nene, Noel, and Aqua go on a little adventure together. Its to the TTT. They're gonna repair the ruined portal that is there, and use it as an easy connection from Spawnpoint to TTT.
- Pekora will be hosting a raid at 21:00. It'll be held at the trading post. (see below)
- Miko has joined! Various members came to give her greetings.
- Anya is at the spawnpoint area and is currently translating today's missions on the board into English.
- Due to some bug, at the TTT area, the members there have bald heads: Aqua, Noel, and Lamy
- The 3 went to spawn point and showed their bald heads to the other girls who were there. Everyone laughed. Kiara figured out how the bald head worked. Its a toggle in your settings to turn on and off hair. Soon everyone is now bald.
- For Koyori and Polka to get revived, they are to get 7 diamonds in 30 minutes in their own solo servers.
- Both Koyori and Polka were able to find diamonds before the 30 minute mark was up, so they got revived.
- Haachama has joined the server! Watame sends her a welcome message in the in-game chat. She now met up with the other members who recently exited the nether.
- Thanks to Kaela and Iroha's villager markets, various members are now able to get better diamond gear, weapons, and tools; along with book enchantments to improve those items!
- Meanwhile Watame and Azki are in the ice biome collecting ice blocks together.
- Azki asked her to make a pick with silk touch so she could go gather ice blocks and Watame thought Azki wanted the pickaxe so she named it "Azki". Watame and then was embarrassed when Azki threw it back to her and explained it was for Watame, and the Azki gave Watame a full explanation of the Shuba/Nene incident that happened yesterday.
- Afterwards, Azki and Watame went to help Iroha with her 2nd Iron Farm. They worked to help make an ice road from Iroha's First Iron Farm to her 2nd Iron Farm
- Luna and Polka are on an adventure together now! They went to TTT, and also are exploring the Nether to complete misisons.
- Kiara, Miko, Kaela, Anya, Koyori, Kanade come back home and sees that Pekora has been busy making a big arena. Kiara goes to investigate and sees Pekora building for tomorrow, which will probably be for tomorrow's event.
- Miko went to find Watame in her house and the two played Janken together.
- Miko, Kiara, Kaela, Koyori, and Anya made a fire resist potion together for another mission.
- Haachama now being revived asks Kaela to show her house. As theyre walking Kaela offers the village next to her a place for Haachama to live. And then it was night time so a bunch of monsters showed up. Fortunately Kaela is there to protect Haachama.
- Nene came by and gave some armor to Haachama for her to use. Haachama and Kaela will go to the Nether to help Haachama complete the missions for today (since she did die in the middle of the group's adventure). Haachama got the "Hot Tourist Destination" achievement
- Haachama died in the nether again. A ghast hit Haachama, breaking a block which poured lava on top of her. She was unable to get out and died from the lava. She ended her stream a bit after talking to Kaela, at least she had fun today.
- Anya wrote in her diary today: #NeverForgiveTheButas (for Subaru dying)
- Nenechi off stream died! She went to stock up on iron but in the process she dozed off, then got shot by a skeleton and died. (as said on twitter). She notes that they're no longer low on iron, its paid for with Nene's life!
- Kiara and Ina are both providing translations for what's being said for their streams, so take a listen to know whats happening.
- Ririka's Trial is first. Azki is her Lawyer, Pekora is Judge, Hajime is Prosecuter.
- According to Kiara, Azki is speaking in Lawyer Japanese making it hard to translate
- Ririka's Trial results: She will be revived!
- Next is Aqua's trial. Subaru and Nene will be her lawyers. Pekora is also judge.
- During Aqua's trial, Pekora asked if there were things Aqua has done that has troubled people. People have listed her crimes including pushing people into holes and burning people.
- Aqua's Trial Results: She'll get revived but there will be a punishment. She has to help Pekora with whatever she asks for, and she must help others repay in kindness.
- Nenechi is the first one to enter the nether. Koyori and Nenechi are making a wall around the nether gate for protection
- Despite the Nether being opened, most members are actually busy making preparations for the nether. Only Koyori really the one exploring the Nether right now.
- Koyori while exploring found a crimson forest. She's working on making a path so traversal is safe.
- A 2nd Nether Portal was made by TTT so there is a faster way to travel from spawnpoint.
- When Noel entered this Portal, a ghast immediately started shooting at her, Shortly Aqua and Nene came and did their best to defeat the ghast. Thanks to Aqua shooting back the fireballs the ghast threw, it was defeated. They then proceeded to make a wall around this new nether gate for safety, along with placing torches, and putting a wall (Aqua says Wall Maria) around a pool of lava
- After the raid, a bunch of the girls are now going into the nether to TTT. A few like Aqua, Noel, Lamy and Koyori are exploring.
- Suisei, Lui, Botan, and Aki are busy exploring and checking out the nether.
- During their travels, they came across a ghast. They were able to take it down (and doing it while building a long bridge across the Nether.
- The group found a Bastion. They got the achievement for it so it too!
- Suisei had to leave, but the rest are busy exploring the bastion.
- Lui died!! She was in the bastion when she was killed by a pig brute (they are dangerous). It is unknown if she will also be revived.
- It seems like Lui only intends to play today. So its unlikely she will ask to be revived.
- Another nether group: Kiara, Ina, Anya, Miko, Ao, Aqua, Subaru
- They went and got glowstone, though since Miko is mining it and she doesn't have a silktouch, it became glowstone sand (but that can be crafted). As Miko was getting down from the glowstone, she fell off but landed with 2 hearts remaining.
- Due to some lag, Aqua accidentally pushed Ina down a bit. Fortunately shes fine and they were able to get her back up
- The group were able to complete lots of missions together including: Getting soul sand, getting glowstone, getting mushrooms
- Aqua left the group to meet up with Towa who had just joined the server.
- The group somehow split into 2: Kiara, Ina, Miko; and Anya, Subaru, Ao
- Miko got split up with the group, and after a bit, Kiara and Ina went to get and find her again.
- After some wandering, the two groups have now reunited!
- Subaru died! As they were heading back, a Pig attacked the group, as they were trying to kill it, Subaru got knocked off and fell into the lava and died
- Anya explaining that since Subaru already died yesterday, she most likely will not get revived again.
- Anya, Kiara and Ina keep saying how "it should've been me"
- The group created a grave for Subaru next to Koyori's grave which is near the nether.
- Koyori died in the nether! She was with Lamy and Luna exploring when she got burned (didn't see but most likely due to falling in lava). While she was able to get out, she wasn't able to stop burning, and couldn't heal back up in time, dying due to burning to death.
- Pekora came to ask if Koyori wants to be revived. Koyori says she doesn't want her wife (Lamy) to be left a widow. Pekora says that Koyori will have to take a punishment if she wants to be revived (Kiara translates as Pekora is giving Koyori a hard time). Koyori has to get seven diamonds on her own in 30 minutes.
- Nenechi created a grave next to the portal for Koyori
- Aqua, Noel, and Towa became a group exploring the nether. The 3 reached a bastion together and got the achievement.
- Noel had to leave, so now Aqua and Towa are exploring together. Botan and Suisei tagged along with them.
- Suisei nearly died in the bastion so Botan, Towa, and Aqua are trying to rescue her. EDIT: While they were able to rescue Suisei, on the way back they got attacked by a Ghast. The Ghast hit Suisei who fell into lava and died. Aqua and crew built a grave at the area.
- Botan also nearly died in the same spot that Suisei had died in.
- A new group was formed consisting of Kiara, Kaela, Miko, Anya, and Koyori, Kanade and Haachama
- Going to TTT was so they can complete the 3 skeleton mission easily.
- They're also taking commemoration pictures at the death bed of Aqua (who died at TTT)
- Before actually going to the nether, the girls want to go to Kaela's place to get Infinity from her for their bows, along with other enchantments. Miko named her newly formed bow "JDON MY BOW"
- After much travelling and meandering the entire group arrived into the nether.
- Haachama died! As they were travelling through they came across a ledge that haven't been blocked off yet. Haachama tried to jump over it but fell down and died in the lava.
- Kaela got burned by the lava but was able to survive.
- The gang found a nether fortress. They are currently exploring it defeating Blazes and Wither Skeletons. After fighting and getting blaze rods, they make the return trip to the city.
- The entire gang got "Hot Tourist Destination" achievement for exploring all the nether biomes (during their travel back they ended up passing through the Warped Forest which triggered it). They also used the opportunity to get some mushrooms in the Warped Forest.
- The gang were able to get back home safely. They got a nice picture taken too!
- There's a pillager raid at Iroha's Tradiing Post. They have called all hands on deck to helped out. Ririka also sent a message in english
- Current members partaking are almost everyone who is streaming.
- Some members are making towers and posts to get a good vantage point and shoot the pillagers. Like Kiara and Suisei, and Ina
- Various members also made iron golems to help out
- Nenechi planted flowers around the pillager raid area.
- At the final wave, Polka died due to a Vex that attacked. It was the only casualty. She died on the battlefield.
- A grave for Polka was made
- After they all took a picture... except for Kiara... who just went to get iron... (also Lamy and Miko were not there)
- Polka notes shes fine with this and has accepted her death. She did say if everyone wanted her to come back that also be fine, but since a grave was made, Polka will not be revived.
- Aqua - Died due to falling down TTT - got revived by Pekora to do her work
- Polka - Died from a Vex while partaking in a pillager raid - got revived after collecting 7 diamonds in 30 minutes
- Koyori - Died due to burning while in the nether - got revived after collecting 7 diamonds in 30 minutes. Edit: Koyori found 13 diamonds in 27 minutes
- Lui - Died to a Piglin Brute - She only planned to play for today, so she will not be revived.
- Subaru - Died due to falling into lava in the nether - No revival planned (will figure out about how to distribute her diamonds)
- Suisei - Happened off stream. She got hit by a ghast on the bridge and fell into lava - Apparently she'll do the batsu of getting 7 diamonds on a solo server in 30 minutes off screen to be revived. EDIT: Suisei tried to do the batsu but she wasn't able to complete it. She'll still keep on trying and we'll see if she can come back or not.
- Haachama - Died by trying to jump over a ledge, and fell into lava - Pekora says she can be revived after going to a solo server and getting 7 diamonds in 30 minutes. EDIT: Haachama is still trying to get the diamonds even though its been over 30 minutes. Haachama was able to return to the server again.
- Haachama - Died from a ghast hitting a block which broke and poured lava on top of Haachama (died due to lava). - No revival planned
- Nene - Died from being shot by a skeleton when she dozed off getting iron. (Off stream) - No revival planned
2024.05.15 20:03 JJinDol 미국 부자들이 타는 차 브랜드들
These Are the Top 10 Cars That Wealthy Americans Drive — and Why They Might Not Be What You’d Expect (yahoo.com)
돈 문제가 전혀 없는 미국 상위 부자들 (정말 부자들이어서 한달에 메르세데스 E클을 한대씩 살수 있는 사람들)이 타는 차 브랜드 순위가 다음과 같습니다.
BMW는 한국에서도 그렇지만 미국에서도 Status Car라고 합니다. 보여주기 위한 차란 말이죠. 나 돈 많아를 은연중에 과시해서, 뭔가 freebie을 받기에 좋은 차라서 그렇습니다. 한국은 당연히 Status car가 중요한 곳으로 알고 있습니다. 진상들 퇴치용으로도 필요하죠. 비싼차들은 차선도 비켜준다잖아요.
미국에선 이게 조금 다릅니다. 굳이 Status를 뽐내지 않아도, 고객층에 따라 쇼핑몰이나 가게들이 구분되어 있는 경우가 많아, 상위 고객층을 타겟으로 하는 곳은, 좀 허름하게 입고 있어도 좀 나쁜 행동을 하진 않는 경우가 많습니다. 흔히들 많이 불평하는 인종 차별은 주로, 하위 고객층을 상대로 하는 곳에서 자주 일어나죠. 아주 high end는 그런 경우가 좀 적은게, 의외로 부자들이 옷차림을 맘대로 하고 다니는것을 알기 때문이죠. (이전 포스트에 부자들은 주의를 끌지 않기 위해서 평범하게 다닌다는 글을 적은적이 있죠).
그리고, 자기 세대에 돈을 많이 모은 사람들은 투자로 자산을 모았기 때문에 여유 자금이 모인다면 투자를 해서 돈을 불립니다. Instagram에 보일 사진을 찍기 위해서 1년치 생활비를 호텔비로 날리는 짓은 안합니다. 차는 굉장히 나쁜 투자처로, Return에 비해서 비용이 너무 현저합니다. 차값만 나가는게 아니라, 기름값, 보험료, 수리비까지 많은 비용을 소모하기 때문에, 경제관념에 투철한 부자계층은 주로 돈이 적게 드는 대중적인 차를 원하게 되어 있습니다.
그리고, 눈에 띄지 않기 때문입니다. 미국에서 Toyota Camry는 너무나 흔한 차이기 때문에, 도둑이 노리고 납치를 하려고 해도, 대상을 특정하는 것 조차 힘듭니다. 그러니 안전이 담보됩니다.
이스트 팔로 알토에서 롤스 로이스를 타고 다니는 것은, 신호대기시에 총을 부르는 최악의 선택입니다.
그리고 돈이 있으면 필요할때 돈을 써서 원하는 것을 얻을수 있기 때문에 freebie는 없어도 상관 없습니다. 따라서, SNS에서 좋은 차, 좋은 물건으로 광고 하는 사람들은, 그 광고로 돈을 벌어먹는 사람들, influencer밖에는 없습니다.
그런 걸 보고서 부러워 하지 않으셔도 되고, 영향 받을 필요도 없습니다. 그것으로 어뷰징을 하는 정씨 xx는 지금 회사 불타고 있잖아요.
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돈 문제가 전혀 없는 미국 상위 부자들 (정말 부자들이어서 한달에 메르세데스 E클을 한대씩 살수 있는 사람들)이 타는 차 브랜드 순위가 다음과 같습니다.
- Toyota.
- Honda.
- Ford.
- Lexus.
- Subaru.
- BMW.
- Acura.
- Hyundai.
- Lincoln.
- Buick.
BMW는 한국에서도 그렇지만 미국에서도 Status Car라고 합니다. 보여주기 위한 차란 말이죠. 나 돈 많아를 은연중에 과시해서, 뭔가 freebie을 받기에 좋은 차라서 그렇습니다. 한국은 당연히 Status car가 중요한 곳으로 알고 있습니다. 진상들 퇴치용으로도 필요하죠. 비싼차들은 차선도 비켜준다잖아요.
미국에선 이게 조금 다릅니다. 굳이 Status를 뽐내지 않아도, 고객층에 따라 쇼핑몰이나 가게들이 구분되어 있는 경우가 많아, 상위 고객층을 타겟으로 하는 곳은, 좀 허름하게 입고 있어도 좀 나쁜 행동을 하진 않는 경우가 많습니다. 흔히들 많이 불평하는 인종 차별은 주로, 하위 고객층을 상대로 하는 곳에서 자주 일어나죠. 아주 high end는 그런 경우가 좀 적은게, 의외로 부자들이 옷차림을 맘대로 하고 다니는것을 알기 때문이죠. (이전 포스트에 부자들은 주의를 끌지 않기 위해서 평범하게 다닌다는 글을 적은적이 있죠).
그리고, 자기 세대에 돈을 많이 모은 사람들은 투자로 자산을 모았기 때문에 여유 자금이 모인다면 투자를 해서 돈을 불립니다. Instagram에 보일 사진을 찍기 위해서 1년치 생활비를 호텔비로 날리는 짓은 안합니다. 차는 굉장히 나쁜 투자처로, Return에 비해서 비용이 너무 현저합니다. 차값만 나가는게 아니라, 기름값, 보험료, 수리비까지 많은 비용을 소모하기 때문에, 경제관념에 투철한 부자계층은 주로 돈이 적게 드는 대중적인 차를 원하게 되어 있습니다.
그리고, 눈에 띄지 않기 때문입니다. 미국에서 Toyota Camry는 너무나 흔한 차이기 때문에, 도둑이 노리고 납치를 하려고 해도, 대상을 특정하는 것 조차 힘듭니다. 그러니 안전이 담보됩니다.
이스트 팔로 알토에서 롤스 로이스를 타고 다니는 것은, 신호대기시에 총을 부르는 최악의 선택입니다.
그리고 돈이 있으면 필요할때 돈을 써서 원하는 것을 얻을수 있기 때문에 freebie는 없어도 상관 없습니다. 따라서, SNS에서 좋은 차, 좋은 물건으로 광고 하는 사람들은, 그 광고로 돈을 벌어먹는 사람들, influencer밖에는 없습니다.
그런 걸 보고서 부러워 하지 않으셔도 되고, 영향 받을 필요도 없습니다. 그것으로 어뷰징을 하는 정씨 xx는 지금 회사 불타고 있잖아요.
2024.05.15 04:39 dubbhae Day 3 of Hololive's Hardcore Minecraft Server: With houses being formed we now move onto the next step: Gambling! (Aka Chinchiro)
See Previous Day 2 Here
See Following Day 4 Here
After yesterday's mission of creating a house, today Pekora will be holding an Underground Chinchrio (aka: Cee-lo) event. Stay tuned for that during primetime JST (Most likely after Sora's Birthday Live). Rules will be listed below. In the meantime Nene will play during JP's lunchtime period with Ina returning at the start of primetime JST.
General Rules for the server. Written by Pekora in the rulebook, with some edits:
Global Missions are as follows:
Note: These are subjected to change (based off of how Pekora will play and my understanding of the game itself. Feel free to make corrections in the comments)
These rules are generally based off of Kaiji's Underground Chinchiro but how it'll go is as follows:
Notes: A general recap of what had happened before this trial (Taken from the servers, thank you).
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See Following Day 4 Here
After yesterday's mission of creating a house, today Pekora will be holding an Underground Chinchrio (aka: Cee-lo) event. Stay tuned for that during primetime JST (Most likely after Sora's Birthday Live). Rules will be listed below. In the meantime Nene will play during JP's lunchtime period with Ina returning at the start of primetime JST.
General Rules for the server. Written by Pekora in the rulebook, with some edits:
- If you die, its over
- I will write a diary after the broadcast
- Complete the mission
- Nether opening starts on the 16th
- The ultimate goal is to defeat Endora (Ender Dragon) and Wither
- About Survival Diary
- Write about the events and memories of the day
- If the content is good, good things might happen
- Penalty will be incurred if there is no diary
- There are nether and recreational facilities
- Nether opening date 5/16 JST
- Recreational facilities 5/15 JSTchincillo etc (Editor's Note: According to servers this is Chinchiro, a dice gambling game that Kaiji fans might be familiar with)
- You are free!
- You may build a residence
- You can equip yourself
- Survive.
- If you die you can be revived with 7 diamond blocks collected from other players. There will also be a trial to see whether you actually will be revived or not.
- The server now only needs 2/3 of its online players sleeping for time to pass to the next morning.
Global Missions are as follows:
- Find a Western Style Mansion in the forest (basically find a Woodland Mansion) - 20 Diamonds
- Find a Jungle Temple - 20 Diamonds
- Find a Pillager Outpost - 5 Diamonds
- Obtain a Trident - 30 Diamonds
- Find Ruins (Most likely meaning Trail Ruins) - 20 Diamonds
- Find a Pyramid - 10 Diamonds
- Find an Ancient City - 20 Diamonds
- Defeat the Boss of an Underwater Temple (This most likely means the Elder Guardians at an Ocean Monument) - 100 Diamonds
- Obtain 10 different dye colors - Diamond amount unkown
- Another House Building Contest for those who missed out yesterday. Build a house by 11pm JST and the top 3 will get 15, 10, 7 Diamonds
- Go pick up an ice block with someone you never interacted with - 7 Diamonds
- Enchant - 5 Diamonds
- Equip your whole body (have a full armor set) - 2 Diamonds
- Get a treasure map from a ship and find treasure - 10 Diamonds
- Defeat 3 Spiders - 2 diamonds
- Find a ruined portal - 7 Diamonds
Note: These are subjected to change (based off of how Pekora will play and my understanding of the game itself. Feel free to make corrections in the comments)
These rules are generally based off of Kaiji's Underground Chinchiro but how it'll go is as follows:
- Players will roll 3 dice (in Minecraft's case push a button that will dispense a random number on a flag from 1-6)
- Depending on what numbers are rolled will determine a win, loss, or number of points.
- Rolling 3 numbers of the same is an automatic win (like 3 ones, or 3 fives)
- Rolling a 4,5,6 is an automatic win
- Rolling a 1,2,3 is an automatic loss
- Rolling a set of 2+1 will give points (some examples are 2,2,6; 2,2,5; 3,3,2)
- If you roll neither of these sets, you can roll again (ex: rolling a 1,2,5)
- Winners will most receive diamonds. They will also bet with diamonds too.
- First the "Oya" (Banker) is decided. Members other than the Oya become the "Ko" (Players).
- Once the Ko decides on the betting amount, the Oya will then roll the dice and decide the dice combination. The Oya can roll up to 3 times, but the first dice combination with a set point to come out will be used for the game.
- Each Ko will take turns to roll the dice. If they roll a higher set point than the Oya, the Ko wins. If they roll the same set point, its a tie. If they roll a lower set point than the Oya, the Ko loses.
- If the Ko wins against the Oya, they win the betting amount. If they lose, they must pay the Oya.
- Nene (VOD)
- Nene's 2nd Stream (VOD)
- Lamy (VOD)
- Iroha (VOD)
- Iroha's 2nd Stream (VOD)
- Ina (VOD)
- Pekora's News Stream (VOD)
- Aqua (VOD)
- Polka (VOD)
- Polka's 2nd Stream (VOD)
- Subaru (VOD)
- Botan (VOD)
- Anya (VOD)
- Pekora (VOD)
- Azki (VOD)
- Kanata (VOD)
- Chloe (VOD)
- Luna (VOD)
- Hajime (VOD)
- Ririka (VOD)
- Koyori (VOD)
- Kaela
- Raden (VOD)
- Ao (VOD)
- Ollie
- Marine
- Kiara
- Pekora built a new wall for the member's heads to be placed as the old one was too small and more members have been joining the server. The new wall now has member's heads placed on top of a barrel with the barrel containing diamonds (these are the diamonds members have won from completing missions).
- This was covered on her news segment. Google TL refers to them as lockers so thats what they will be called. She also notes members's diaries can also be found in the lockers (though where they have to submit it will be the same, the barrel on the left in the spawn house).
- Nene makes sure to write in her entry for yesterday as she forgot to (Even if she played off stream she still has to write down what she did).
- During Pekora's news stream today, she showed us the rules for Cee-lo (Chinchiro), she also mentioned the rules for sleeping changed again to 2/3 people having to sleep for night to pass (this has been updated above)
- Ina has so far been mainly fishing. Her goal is to find an infinity bow from fishing. She also made a small lava farm for people to use.
- Server was restarted at 6:50pm JST
- Lamy has been fishing as well and doing various things. She gave a chest full of torches to Polka's place. She also completed the daily mission of defeating spiders. In her diary, she wrote that she made cakes and gave them to different people like Iroha, Pekora, and Ina.
- Ina met up with Aqua and Subaru on the Subaru. Aqua gave her a pufferfish. Subaru asked Ina for food, and Ina gave some baked potatoes. She also gave Subaru a bed to use. Subaru "Ina you are god". Ina immediately left after that. There are more beds at Polka's place.
- Subaru and Aqua while talking met up with Kaela. They called her a god. Kaela told them that she wants to do the daily missions. Subaru told Kaela that Aqua wants to see from Kaela a joke, so Kaela said "joke" and then slowly walked away.
- Polka was close to dying as she fell in lava while mining, but fortunately she survived.
- While Ina was fishing Kaela came by. Ina gave Kaela a pufferfish that Aqua gave to her (that I think was renamed). Ina told Kaela about her fishing to get enchantments so Kaela gave her a book with Luck of the Sea and Mending to Ina (that Kaela happened to have on her from her own fishing and treasure hunting). She renamed the rod "Blessing of Kaelakami".... and as Kaela came to her house a creeper exploded. Fortunately Kaela is fine but Ina's front house is damaged (it can easily be repaired). She told Ina that she has her own Spider farm and Zombie farm.
- Nene gave Subaru golden armor, however the armor has a curse on it and Subaru put it on (it can't be taken off unless Subaru dies, which in this game is... otsu)
- Aqua has been busy exploring. She found an ocean ruins and a ruined nether portal (completing a daily mission). She also found a sunken ship too.
- Anya has joined. She has to be a PNGtuber, when Anya logged on, Ina type t, Anya responded "DUDE" and Ina "tehepero". Pekora is there to greet Anya and explain the rules. Later, Anya and Ina met up. Ina showed Anya around such as where the food and beds are from Polka. Ina also gave Anya her old iron and gold armor that she had.
- Pekora also did some adventuring for diamonds (completing the daily missions). She too found a sunken ship and buried treasure.
- As Ina and Anya were at the spawn point, a creeper showed up. As Ina was trying to protect Anya and defeat the creeper, it blew up destroying a fenced part of the spawnhouse along with a chest full of the hololive members' heads. Fortunately Ina and Anya itself are fine, but repairs needed to be made. This will be written in their diaries.
- In the meantime, various members spent the night fighting monsters including Iroha, Azki, Ririka, and Hajime. Members like Anya and Kanata worked on making a house for themselves.
- The next day, a group consisting of Iroha, Chloe, Hajime, Azki, Ririka, Luna went on an adventure together. They built a bridge together and are helping Iroha out with her project (Iroha is making an automatic farm that will use villagers).
- Ina went to write in her diary after watching the Chinchrio round. She was surrounded by two groups of people as she went to her locker (bocchi Ina).
- After a round of Chinchrio, Aqua, Botan, Subaru, and Nene plot something. What this is, one will have to see. It should be noted that they lost quite a few diamonds.
Note: According to servers their plan is: To become a Real Estate Giant building the fanciest mansion which Pekora will inspect, ring the bell, and it'll explode. They're also going to have Subaru and Nene be sacrifices so when they go to court they'll try to vote to get them revived, essentially trying to blame Pekora for killing Subaru and Nene viva house explosion.EDIT: Please read below for a more revised plan.- Nene notes this will be her final plan in Minecraft and has written a final diary page (a Will). Subaru is also writing a Will as well (diary page). Subaru included Ina, Iroha, and Kaela in the will for helping her out in Minecraft overall, giving them thanks for their help. (not with this current plan).
- The results: Nene and Subaru both died, but Pekora survived. Botan and Aqua are trying to pin the death of them on Pekora. Koyori is watching this happen from afar.
- It is recommend to watch clips of this whole ordeal afterwards from start to finish. Lot's of POV's make this hard to keep track.
- Meanwhile Polka prepares lots of golden boots for the upcoming nether gate opening tomorrow.
- Ririka died! Ririka got stuck in her fishing trap and she drowned, however cause she and Hajime were messing around right before, the Kill Log says that Ririka died while trying to run away from Hajime (EDIT: went to check Hajime's POV and it looked like Hajime in trying to free Ririka from the fishing trap, hit her with her axe and that killed Ririka).
- Azki, Iroha, and Chloe went to Ririka's house (Where she died) to investigate. The Regloss members discussed about what to do. There will be a trial for Ririka tomorrow. Kaela sent a message saying that she will help in reviving Ririka by providing the needed diamonds.
- Currently Kaela is working on making a villager trading post. She's doing villager gacha for books.
- Azki, Iroha, Chloe, and Hajime are ALSO working on making a trading post system with villagers. They're also helping to make an automatic farm for the server too.
- Chloe asked Kaela to get some bones for her. Kaela happily provided. Right after Iroha and Azki asked Kaela to do the mission to get an ice block with her. Kaela agreed. They'll go together along with Chloe, Hajime, Polka, and Luna.
- After that 3rd round of Chinchrio, Anya, Ao, and Raden went into the mines to get diamonds.
- After that, Anya explained to Kaela about this ice block mission and now EVERYONE (who is streaming) are going to do the mission to get an ice block (They found Koyori and also tagged her along on this mission).
- Kaela whispered that she wished Ririka was there with them to do this mission together.
- During this mission as they were collecting ice, one of polka's cats got stuck in a boat and due to how Minecraft water works, the boat sank. They were able to free the cat from the boat, but it got stuck underwater underneath the ice and it drowned. Her 2nd cat got stuck in the water but polka was able to free it this time using teleportation.
- On the way back Kaela, Anya, Raden, and Ao made a grave for Ririka using an ice block and a sign. Polka also made a gravestone for her cat at the ice spot where it died.
- Ao, Raden, and Anya asked Kaela to help in collecting diamonds to revive Ririka. Kaela did but shes worried that by giving the diamonds to them something bad will happen and they will die. She wants all of them to stay alive.
- Polka is also working on placing beds all over the server so people will have a place to sleep. She also worked on extending Nene's bridge, making it larger to walk across.
- As Kaela was heading back to her place she was stopped by Hajime. Hajime jokingly asked for diamonds, and Kaela who was carrying a full stack gave a few away to her. There was some passion English and Japanese occurring between the two of them.
- It somehow escalated to Kaela keeping Hajime on a fishing line to keep her safe (since she gave Hajime some diamonds she hopes nothing bad will happen to her). Hajime at one point asked if Kaela was a psychopath
- As members write in their diaries, Anya changed the signs at the spawn house so theres also an English translation below for the EN/ID members (as a few plan on joining within the next few days).
- Kaela's actual plan for this stream (before she got roped into the other member's business) is to make perfect enchantments so she can be prepared for the Nether Trip tomorrow.
- Ina notes she mostly just wants to watch them gamble. She went to the corner, muted herself so the others dont hear, and is observing. After a round, Subaru spotted and talked to Ina, lol
- Pekora has a list prepared of participating members (seems like it'll go in rounds) She starts by explaining the rules (see above).
- Anya at some point went down to watch the group play. Sitting in the corner like Ina too.
- 1st Set of members:
- Subaru
- Aqua
- Nene
- Botan
- Pekora
- During one of the final rounds, Nene rolled a 1,2,3 and lost 128 Diamonds (RIP)
- Diamond Results:
- Subaru: 80 to Pekora, 35 to Aqua, 10 to Nene
- Nene: 55 to Pekora
- Diamond Results:
- 2nd Set of members:
- Chloe
- Ririka
- Hajime
- Iroha
- Azki
- Ririka as the dealer rolled a 1,2,3 which is an automatic loss. Chloe rolled with a 2,2,2 meaning she wins and Ririka has to pay her 150 Diamonds.
- 3rd Set of members:
- Anya
- Luna
- Raden
- Koyori
- Polka
- Anya providing an english translation of whats occuring in this game.
- Polka is running this round since Pekora had to end her stream (she needs to rest her voice)
- 3rd round has ended.
Notes: A general recap of what had happened before this trial (Taken from the servers, thank you).
- Subaru, Aqua, Botan, and Nene's plan to make Pekora in debt and pay compensation to them:
- Build a house rigged with 2 TNT's
- Have Pekora press a switch
- It kills Subaru and Nene
- Pekora is sued, Aqua and Botan will act as lawyers
- Everyone who is currently online in the server went to watch (though Kaela is behind the door cause she came late. Afterwards Kaela left to do her own thing, I guess since the entire trial is in Japanese and Kaela doesn't understand)
- Azki is serving as judge
- Aqua and Botan are their lawyers to Subaru and Nene
- Polka is Pekora's lawyer
- Nene and Subaru were brought back for the purpose of this trial. Nene is trying to use crocodile tears to sway the judge.
- For anyone whos' watching Koyori's stream has a Live TL if you want a general idea of what is happening in the trial.
- Some witness spoke during the trial. Anya is one of them, who was there observing the Chinchiro event happen.
- Pekora had slipped up about killing the two of them, saying she is happy it occured
- Azki gave a final final result. She has sentence everyone involved (Pekora, Subaru, Nene, Aqua, Botan) to make a Trap Tower (TTT).
- It should be noted that Subaru had only planned to play for this day, so she's satisfied with what has occurred today.
- Nene also wanted to end Minecraft after this, but it seems like she will have to play for a little longer.
2024.05.14 15:28 Geblitztde Schnell schrottreif? Das sind die Flop 10 der miesesten Autos aller Zeiten
 | Schnell schrottreif? Das sind die Flop 10 der miesesten Autos aller Zeiten submitted by Geblitztde to u/Geblitztde [link] [comments] Diese Fahrzeuge schaffen nicht einmal 100.000 KilometerIst der VW Golf der Deutschen liebstes Auto? Betrachtet man die Neuzulassungen im April dieses Jahres, so steht er mit fast 12.000 Einheiten an erster Stelle. Umso erstaunlicher, dass er gleichzeitig auf der Dauerliste der unzuverlässigsten Autos aller Zeiten gelandet ist. Woran genau der Golf im Langzeittest scheiterte und welche Autos noch schlechter abschnitten, lesen Sie hier.alexgo.photography / shutterstock.com Fahrzeugmodelle auf dem LangzeitprüfstandWelches Fahrzeugmodell ist zuverlässig, welches bockt schon nach kürzester Zeit? Welcher Pkw hat bei hohem Tachostand die wenigsten Mängel? Auf diese Fragen liefern Langzeit-Rankings wie von autobild.de eine Antwort.Bei diesen Dauertests werden insgesamt 100 unterschiedliche Fahrzeugmodelle innerhalb eines Jahres ganze 100.000 Kilometer gefahren. Eine Strecke, für die bei normalem Betrieb eher acht Jahre veranschlagt werden. Auf diese Weise simuliert man in kürzerer Zeit einen Dauerbelastungstest, bei dem typische Verschleißteile beansprucht werden und das Fahrzeug seine Langzeitqualitäten offenbart. Die Ergebnisse in Form von Mängeln und Fehlern, die während des Prüfzeitraums auftreten, werden dann akribisch festgehalten und verglichen. Für Autofahrer ist dies insofern relevant, als die Tests den Käufern eine Vorstellung davon vermitteln, welche Schwächen der Neuwagen nach einigen Jahren haben wird. Platz 10: Suzuki Vitara SDen Anfang macht der Suzuki Vitara S auf Platz zehn der unzuverlässigsten Autos. Die Tester bemängelten, dass der Vitara im Testverlauf überdurchschnittlich oft in die Werkstatt musste. Infolge eines Motorausfalls blieb der Stadtgeländewagen sogar einmal liegen.Platz 9: Ford Grand C-Max 2.0 TDCi TitaniumDieses Modell zeigte im Test wiederholt Probleme mit der Fahrzeugelektrik. Es soll sich um ein bei Ford-Fahrern bekanntes Problem handeln, dass in der Folge das Navi einen schwarzen Bildschirm zeigt oder der Turbolader durch Rost am Stecker in Mitleidenschaft gezogen wird.Platz 8: BMW i3Der i3 gilt als eines der erfolgreichsten Elektroautos im Kleinwagensegment. Die Tester von autobild.de fanden jedoch kleinere Schwachstellen: Das Ladekabel musste im Testzeitraum mehrfach für je 300 Euro ersetzt werden. Auch der Lüfter und die Tankklappe funktionierten nicht einwandfrei.Platz 7: VW Golf 1.4 TSI ComfortlineDas ist er, der Liebling der Deutschen. Von der Langzeitqualität des Golfs waren die Tester allerdings nicht überzeugt: Bereits nach 37.000 Kilometern sei die Klimaanlage undicht geworden. Ab 81.000 Kilometern traten dann Mängel an der Start-Stopp-Automatik auf. Der Golf wurde mit 200.000 km länger getestet als die übrigen Fahrzeuge und bei einem Tachostand von 150.000 km soll das Getriebe komplett ausgefallen sein.Platz 6: Citroën C4 Cactus PureTech 110 FeelSchon nach 30.000 Kilometern Belastungsprobe verabschiedete sich laut autobild.de das Getriebe des Franzosen. Vor Erreichen der 100k-Marke ging zudem die Zündung kaputt und das Fahrzeug soll auf der Unterseite bereits Rost angesetzt haben.Platz 5: Chevrolet Orlando LT + 2.0 TDZweimal musste der Orlando in seiner „Probezeit“ außerplanmäßig in die Werkstatt, weil die Manschette der Antriebswelle riss und die Heckklappe im Test blockierte. Auch die Automatik soll zum Ende hin Probleme gemacht haben.Platz 4: BMW 218i Active TourerDie Tester wollen nach Zerlegen des 218i übermäßigen Verschleiß und Mängel bei der Verarbeitung entdeckt haben. Bereits nach einem Dreivierteljahr musste das Herzstück des BMWs, der Motor, komplett ausgetauscht werden.Platz 3: Audi Q3 2.0 TDI quattroDen dritten Platz der schlechtesten Autos aller Zeiten belegt der Audi Q3. Noch während des Tests musste auch hier das kostspielige Getriebe den Prüfern zufolge vollständig ersetzt werden. Nach 28.000 km traf es zudem Lambdasonde, Abgasrückführung und Beleuchtung.Platz 2: Subaru XV 2.0DZweitschlechtestes Auto nach dem Dauertest ist der Subaru XV 2.0D. Kaum ein Fahrzeug soll so viele Mängel wie der Japaner gezeigt haben. Während des Härtetests sollen unter anderem klappernde Verkleidungen, Rost am Fahrwerk und eine kaputte Kupplung den Fahrspaß getrübt haben.Platz 1: Ford Fiesta 1.0 EcoBoostKommen wir nun zum „Spitzenreiter“ der unzuverlässigsten Autos, dem Ford Fiesta 1.0 EcoBoost. Noch vor Ablauf der Prüfzeit soll es nach Angaben der Prüfer zu einem kompletten Ausfall des Motors gekommen sein, weil sich ein Haltebolzen gelöst hatte. Zuvor war es bereits zu Problemen mit der Lenkung und dem Kühlwasser gekommen.Bußgeldvorwürfe stets über Geblitzt.de prüfen lassenBei Geblitzt.de arbeitet die CODUKA GmbH eng mit großen Anwaltskanzleien zusammen und ermöglicht es Betroffenen, sich gegen Bußgelder, Punkte und Fahrverbote zu wehren.Rechtsschutzversicherungen übernehmen die Kosten eines vollständigen Leistungsspektrums unserer Partnerkanzleien. Ohne eine vorhandene Rechtsschutzversicherung übernimmt die CODUKA GmbH als Prozessfinanzierer die Kosten der Prüfung der Bußgeldvorwürfe und auch die Selbstbeteiligung Ihrer Rechtsschutzversicherung. Täglich erreicht das Geblitzt.de-Team eine Flut von Anfragen. 12 % der betreuten Fälle werden eingestellt, bei weiteren 35 % besteht die Möglichkeit einer Strafreduzierung. Quellen: t-online.de, autobild.de |
2024.05.13 06:21 -The-Master-Baiter- Excerpt from chapter 4 of my novel
From an anonymous notebook:
They do not look well upon us keeping written accounts of the goings on in their ranks, it is not a matter of distrust, of course, for all members are trusted absolutely, even myself for all that I am quite new. Though no one will search for this tome, and it will near certainly never be found, I still wish to hide my name in case of the most unlikely of chance should come to pass. I have seen what they do to those they see as having betrayed them.
A person who they see as having betrayed them is considered to be weak of heart and they are destroyed. And no I do not mean killed, though perhaps that may be a better fate. No, instead he or she is seized by a group of them and taken away to a secret place, the location of which I do not know, though I have my suspicions. They will be gone for a day and then they will return without so much as a single mark upon their bodies or visible damage of any kind. But I would far prefer a broken arm to sharing their fates, I tell you. You see it is not their bodies which are broken, but their minds. All who experience this fate, have a dull and vacant appearance as if they were asleep with their eyes open. It is like why were once shining diamonds, but returned tarnished and lacking shine of any kind.
Such people they have taken to calling serfs, an archaic term used to describe a laborer bound under a feudal lord, though I am told that the “scientific term” though science may be the wrong word, is “splintered.” And yes there is a reason for this, and I shall explain it later on. Suffice it to say that for my own sake, I will keep my name, along with all actions specific enough to incriminate me, outside of this tome and as you can well see, I have my reasons.
Now that I have explained myself, I should imagine that you, my nonexistent reader, have queries. Perhaps the largest of which is “Who are “they?””
This is a subject which is surprisingly difficult to answer, so I suppose I shall start with the most simple part of it all: their name. They, like most organizations of great size and influence, have many names, but are mostly known by one, The Coven.
And now that I have told you that, I admit I struggle even to put into writing where I should continue. Their scale perhaps? As far as my knowledge on the subject extends, The Coven is a vast and silent spider with its legs spread across all continents and its web ensnaring a great many people.
I am still unsure of many things about it myself as I have not been a member as long as most. What I do not know is perhaps more important that what I do, and I have stayed awake long nights in my bunk and simply questioned. Perhaps is was those long hours of thought alone in my bunk which compelled me to begin this journal. But in any case, I do not know their purpose, or who leads them, or aside from certain surface-level criteria, why they choose certain people to become members.
And yes, people are chosen to join, rather than joining themselves. There have actually ben. a few cases of people joining on purpose, though every such case still had its own measure of accidentalism. The Coven is and always has been silent and secret and so people simple cannot apply and join on their own. In my own imagination The Coven has some hidden criteria or switches out there in the world and when a person reaches that criteria or hits that switch he or she is watched and evaluated to see if he or she could become a member.
By simple deductive reasoning, I have thought of some of the more simple methods my potential trackers would use to decide if one is a worthy Coven member. Obviously, such a person could not have close family or friends who would notice him missing, and would need to be of a certain mind, though I do not know exactly what traits the Coven desires. And of course there is the question of how to integrate a person into the coven. You see, I theorize that it is quite a difficult process. In order to integrate, a person must be able to explain his disappearance to all those he knows, for all but hermits and homeless men know someone. And to suddenly disappear also seems like it requires a degree of intelligence, confidence and ability to lie. Of course, such resources as a car, money, connections, ect. would be valued as well.
But perhaps I ramble, and perhaps I write this journal too much like the essays I am used to. This journal is mine and so I will write what I want. So, for the sake of catharsis I think I shall write about my integration.
And if anyone ever does read this and thinks to object, note that my particular integration was not notable enough that my identity could be pieced together through the details I reveal. And, furthermore, I shall keep things vague.
As for myself, I was, though I pity using the word, something of scholar, (a common trait among the coven.) I too was a teacher and though well received by my peers and students, I never had much interest in the social side. I attempted to walk the path of the relationship, so to speak, but I always found myself bored and off track. Of course, I am human and I suppose I did enjoy the sexual aspect, but the relationship always dried up, like a plant which did not receive enough water. And so I would always end up living by myself, devoting myself to research in various fields of interest.
Looking back, I believe my devotion to this research was likely a large reason for my failure as a partner and a friend, though the roots of the issue, as in most, likely ran deeper. In any case, at one point in my wandering career of research I found myself searching for conspiracies, connections, and odd coincidences in the larger world of firms, politics, and men in business suits. And though I truthfully expected the endeavor to be yet another distracting and largely meaningless rabbit hole, I did discover one conspiracy that I found particularly interesting.
I shall be vague, but the gist of the conspiracy was that of an utterly bizarre meeting and joint effort of two large companies, which I shall simply call company A, and company B. Of course, it is not unusual for two companies to work together on some business endeavor or another, but it was that nature of the endeavor, and more importantly, the relationship between the companies which made the meeting into a conspiracy.
You may envision company A and company B’s relationship as your run-of-the-mill Macy’s and Gimble’s scenario. Each produced similar products and were run by similar sorts of people, but they were fiercely competitive to the point that they had been known to defame each other’s products in advertisements. It reached the point that the world as a whole made fun it. For example, you might see a picture of two heavily muscles arms in a strained arm wrestle, one with the label of company A and the other, Company B. It is possible, that even now, my nonexistent reader, you picture the two companies in your mind, though there are many such companies out there.
Based on this information, I hope you can Imagine my shock, not to mention my interest upon learning that the two companies had pooled resources, and co-bought an enormous city building. The entire affair was done entirely in secret and my finding out was largely a process of decades worth of experience in digging around pointless and hidden crooks and crannies of the internet.
And I must be clear on one thing, the following events were not malicious, nor did they carry the intent to discover any secret deep enough and dark enough that It could blind even me.
It was simply that upon learning about this utterly inexplicable purchase, my research fuse was lit, and I would do whatever it took to find the answer.
The problem was to me that I could find absolutely no reason why either such a successful company would want to but such a place, let alone both. Examining the evidence, I discovered that neither company seemed in need of more office room for their employees and what other use could the building be for? (Especially considering office jobs at A and B require few staff members.) production then? But of course, I knew that was silly considering it was an office building. It all you drew to me, you see? The mystery of the purpose of the building, the secret purchase, the union of such two completely hateful and rival companies. It was the exact sort of enticing mystery that really drove me.
And so for weeks I would spend my off time searching media, records, articles, anything that I could find about this inexplicable purchase.
And I found nothing.
Yes, nothing.
It was truly strange. Even a mundane purchase, so long as it involves enough money and is done by large enough company, will be reported by some news station, or mentioned by someone on social media. At there very least, there will be some small trace of it lying around, like breadcrumbs pecked up by the swarming pigeons that are the internet.
I soon realized that my initial discovery of the purchase was a fluke, and a lucky one at that. Because my source had been deleted when I returned to check it. And it was at this point that I began to doubt myself. My first thought was ironically the most irrational; that my discovery of the purchase had been a dream. After all, it had been late and it was not unusual for me to fall asleep by my computer. Perhaps that transition from consciousness to unconsciousness had been clouded by the fog of memory and, in fact, my discovery of that impossible transaction had merely been a dream spawned my search of an interesting conspiracy.
And so, as the weeks passed fruitlessly by, I found myself flagging, my interest waning. I occasionally would realize that I was scrolling through articles and social media posts and not looking for information about the purchase, but about some new venture to focus on.
It would have been better if I had given up just slightly sooner, if my wandering scholarly interest had landed on a new shore, before the tempest struck.
But, in proper storybook fashion, right before I gave in, I found something. It was simply a social media post, by a person such as myself who had found out about the purchase, and wanted more information. I too had requested information on social medias but they never seemed to get much attention, as if whatever algorithm ran the media put a low priority on my posts.
It was not a comprehensive report on the suspicious and unusual transaction, complete with the names, histories, and intentions of all involved, but it served an essential purpose. It told me that what I was searching for was real.
And furthermore, it confirmed something that I had been suspecting in the back of my mind, but had not really acknowledged as possible.
You see, I was right when I said that it was odd for there to be no trace of such a large, multimillion-dollar purchase, especially given the situation. If you think of my breadcrumb analogy, where a more normal purchase would leave crumbs, such a purchase as this one would not leave crumbs, but entire slices. The internet should have leapt upon it in a feeding frenzy. And yet there was nothing. Where there should have been chunks and chunks of information and a frenzy of articles and media posts, there was nothing but a lone crumb sitting here and there, with a few straggling pigeons.
This brings to mind a very obvious and very workable analogy. If you see a mess, what do you do? You sweep it up, of course! And more and more, it seemed that something was sweeping up this mess. And the only pigeons that went after the few crumbs left, were the incredibly persistent ones like me.
And, as I am sure you wonder right now, my nonexistent reader, who would have the ability to sweep away something like this? In this age where a video of a man using a racial slur can race across the internet like an unstoppable wildfire, who could hide something so large and so successfully?
And so, I made a decision; I would go to the building myself to see what I could discover. I rarely involved myself in so-called field research, but I was so alight with interest. Oddly, the research which had yielded the fewest concrete answers had grown in me the strongest of interests.
So, I whittled away the remainder of the school year researching piddling little things of no true interest, watching the calendar for the first day summer vacation.
Summer vacation when I would have the time to take a plane ride to that mysterious building.
Eventually summer did come, though waiting had felt like an awfully long and monotonous task where I did not enjoy my research and I was filled with restless and unfulfilled energy like unreleased libido.
It took me less that three days to be on a plane and away to what I will call City C. I told the few people that new me well enough to be worried if they saw my car missing from the driveway for too long, that I was taking a trip to City C and did not know quite how long I would be gone. And then I was on a plane and on my way to see the object of my obsession.
The time between my departure and my arrival at the building was largely mundane and quite irrelevant to write about. It was just a lot of waiting in airport seats, booking hotel rooms, eating fast food, and saying, “thank you,” and, “excuse me.” That sort of thing.
Here is the important part, the part that led me to where I am today.
I pulled up the building in some rented black SUV, it was something like a Chevvy or a Subaru, though I don’t remember exactly and it does not matter, I suppose.
I got out and I just stood there for a moment and looked up at it. It was tall and made of glass and was near a parking garage. The type of building you might see in any city and that was only unique because of its address and the people who worked there, and in this case, that part most of all.
I walked through the sliding doors and saw an empty communal sort of space with a man at a desk, as you might see in any other building like it. Once again, I found myself frozen and I discovered that I was not sure what exactly to say. I had been so single mindedly focused on reaching this point, that I had not planned for such a basic detail. So, what on earth did I say?
“Sir, I have been frantically researching your building for almost half a year and have developed and intense curiosity about its purpose and the intent of those who bought it. Furthermore, I believe information about it is being covered up by hidden and powerful figures. Please tell me about this, and if you are not able to contact me with someone who can.”
I have never been particularly social. As my nonexistent reader has doubtlessly realized, I prefer solitude and research to socialization. However, that does not mean that I lack basic social instincts, and I realized that such a direct approach would be rejected, and if my luck was poor, would result in me being escorted out by security as some obsessed madman.
“Excuse me, sir.”
My thoughts were interrupted promptly though, as the man at the desk spoke. He was pale and had dark gelled hair, and his face had an appearance of scholarly genuineness, which appealed strongly to me.
“How can I help you today sir? I notice that you do not work here so you might be in the wrong building.”
The man smiled and his cheeks dimpled in an extremely charming way.
“Ah, yes, I do not work here, but I did come on purpose. Well, you see, I have somewhat of a scholarly interest in this building, and I was hoping you could answer some questions. If you don’t mind.”
This was not what I or he actually said, but it approximates my memories closely enough, as, obviously was nervous, and so I may have stuttered a bit and sounded rather foolish.
“A reporter, then? I regret to inform you that I am not permitted to speak about this facility’s private matters to anyone except those with clearance, please excuse me.
The man, whose desk had a plaque with the name, Damien Role, inscribed upon it, spoke with a professional and blandly artificial tone that was laced with the perfect amount of annoyance to made it quite clear that he was not in the mood to deal with nosey reporters. But I persisted.
“Actually, I have a personal interest in this building, and am not related to any news station. I merely stumbled upon some mentions of it on the internet and found some details about it intriguing. I am a bit of a scholar, you see, and I enjoy investigating the unexplained. I am sure that most of what I want to learn is public knowledge that is available somewhere on the internet and it would not be in violation of clearance to tell me a bit about it.”
After finishing this verbal barrage, and while feeling slightly out of breath, I realized that I had perhaps been to pushy, and quite suspicious. I felt very sure that this Damien Role knew as well as I that this information was very much, not, available publicly on the internet, and that my being here was likely a last-ditch attempt to find any scrap of information.
And yet, Damien did not immediately reject me, instead he reached under his desk, seeming to rummage around in some papers, before looking back up to me. His brown eyes gleamed under the even artificial light.
“Not a reporter, you say, and you simply have a personal interest in this information?”
“Yes,” I replied with concealed excitement.
“Well,” Damien sighed, “I suppose I can make an exception, but only if the boss allows me to, and of course, you do seem very genuine.
He smiled that dimpled smile again, and then began dialing on a black wired phone, which I had not noticed sitting on the corner of his desk.
“Hello?”
“There is a fellow here who has some questions about the facility.”
“I know sir, but he says he merely has a personal interest based on research, and he seems very genuine.”
“Sounds good, thank you sir.”
“Goodbye.”
Damien continued his charming smile, and said, “The boss will be down in a few minutes, he would like to speak with you himself. But in the meantime, I would be delighted to hear more about you.
It was at this point that I began to feel that something strange was happening; Damien agreeing so easily after our short conversation, this boss coming down for something as menial as a walk in, and some other intangible feeling like that creeping unearthly feeling you experience when someone is watching you. I did not entirely realize or recognize the feeling for what it was, and today, I deeply regret that.
And so, despite my irrational unease, I took a seat in a line of black leather chairs which lined the wall and asked, “well what do you want to know?”
So I spoke to Damien about a few meaningless details like my name, and that I was visiting from City D and the fact that I found it so hard to find details about the transaction. And then I heard the faint mechanical sound of an elevator door opening, and out walked a man. He was tall and thin, with a milky look to his skin, but he still managed to be handsome.
“You must be Mr. John Smith, (a fake name of course), my name is Geralt Fens,” the tall man said to me. And extended a hand for a shake.
The tall man’s shake was perfectly firm and his palms were neither rough from callous nor smooth from an easy life. It was, I thought, an utterly flawless handshake.
“Yes, sir,” Damien said, “Mr. Smith came here on a trip all the way from city D, and his interest is entirely from his own research. Very unique, don’t you say?”
“Very unique, Mr. Role. And you say he seems genuine, too?”
“He certainly is, sir.”
For some reason, Mr. Fens’s eyes looked predatory to me in that moment: the black pit-like eyes of a shark bearing down on a fat, unknowing trout. But then they returned to friendly professionalism in a blink.
“Well, Mr. Smith, I would like to speak with you about this in my office. It is more comfortable for me up there, and I don’t want to be away too long. You know how it is, always working.”
He laughed.
And I finally realized that I did not want to be here.
“You would not mind if took notes, would you?” I asked with all the innocence I could muster. “You see, I know it seems silly, but I have quite the vested interest in this building.”
Geralt Fens’s eyes flickered, but he answered with the same joviality.
“Why of course not, take out your notebook and take all the notes you like, I don’t mind at all.”
“Thank you so much, Mr. Fens, I will be right back. I left my notebook in the car. You see, I did not want to seem like a reporter by bringing in a notebook with me.”
I had turned around and began walking toward the sliding glass doors, when I heard the voice of Damien.
“Mr. Smith, that certainly does not seem genuine.”
I felt a horrible chill crawl up my spine, and I slowly turned around. Damien Role and Geralt Fen both seemed to hulk like dark mountains behind me.
I began to run.
Please tell me what you think.
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They do not look well upon us keeping written accounts of the goings on in their ranks, it is not a matter of distrust, of course, for all members are trusted absolutely, even myself for all that I am quite new. Though no one will search for this tome, and it will near certainly never be found, I still wish to hide my name in case of the most unlikely of chance should come to pass. I have seen what they do to those they see as having betrayed them.
A person who they see as having betrayed them is considered to be weak of heart and they are destroyed. And no I do not mean killed, though perhaps that may be a better fate. No, instead he or she is seized by a group of them and taken away to a secret place, the location of which I do not know, though I have my suspicions. They will be gone for a day and then they will return without so much as a single mark upon their bodies or visible damage of any kind. But I would far prefer a broken arm to sharing their fates, I tell you. You see it is not their bodies which are broken, but their minds. All who experience this fate, have a dull and vacant appearance as if they were asleep with their eyes open. It is like why were once shining diamonds, but returned tarnished and lacking shine of any kind.
Such people they have taken to calling serfs, an archaic term used to describe a laborer bound under a feudal lord, though I am told that the “scientific term” though science may be the wrong word, is “splintered.” And yes there is a reason for this, and I shall explain it later on. Suffice it to say that for my own sake, I will keep my name, along with all actions specific enough to incriminate me, outside of this tome and as you can well see, I have my reasons.
Now that I have explained myself, I should imagine that you, my nonexistent reader, have queries. Perhaps the largest of which is “Who are “they?””
This is a subject which is surprisingly difficult to answer, so I suppose I shall start with the most simple part of it all: their name. They, like most organizations of great size and influence, have many names, but are mostly known by one, The Coven.
And now that I have told you that, I admit I struggle even to put into writing where I should continue. Their scale perhaps? As far as my knowledge on the subject extends, The Coven is a vast and silent spider with its legs spread across all continents and its web ensnaring a great many people.
I am still unsure of many things about it myself as I have not been a member as long as most. What I do not know is perhaps more important that what I do, and I have stayed awake long nights in my bunk and simply questioned. Perhaps is was those long hours of thought alone in my bunk which compelled me to begin this journal. But in any case, I do not know their purpose, or who leads them, or aside from certain surface-level criteria, why they choose certain people to become members.
And yes, people are chosen to join, rather than joining themselves. There have actually ben. a few cases of people joining on purpose, though every such case still had its own measure of accidentalism. The Coven is and always has been silent and secret and so people simple cannot apply and join on their own. In my own imagination The Coven has some hidden criteria or switches out there in the world and when a person reaches that criteria or hits that switch he or she is watched and evaluated to see if he or she could become a member.
By simple deductive reasoning, I have thought of some of the more simple methods my potential trackers would use to decide if one is a worthy Coven member. Obviously, such a person could not have close family or friends who would notice him missing, and would need to be of a certain mind, though I do not know exactly what traits the Coven desires. And of course there is the question of how to integrate a person into the coven. You see, I theorize that it is quite a difficult process. In order to integrate, a person must be able to explain his disappearance to all those he knows, for all but hermits and homeless men know someone. And to suddenly disappear also seems like it requires a degree of intelligence, confidence and ability to lie. Of course, such resources as a car, money, connections, ect. would be valued as well.
But perhaps I ramble, and perhaps I write this journal too much like the essays I am used to. This journal is mine and so I will write what I want. So, for the sake of catharsis I think I shall write about my integration.
And if anyone ever does read this and thinks to object, note that my particular integration was not notable enough that my identity could be pieced together through the details I reveal. And, furthermore, I shall keep things vague.
As for myself, I was, though I pity using the word, something of scholar, (a common trait among the coven.) I too was a teacher and though well received by my peers and students, I never had much interest in the social side. I attempted to walk the path of the relationship, so to speak, but I always found myself bored and off track. Of course, I am human and I suppose I did enjoy the sexual aspect, but the relationship always dried up, like a plant which did not receive enough water. And so I would always end up living by myself, devoting myself to research in various fields of interest.
Looking back, I believe my devotion to this research was likely a large reason for my failure as a partner and a friend, though the roots of the issue, as in most, likely ran deeper. In any case, at one point in my wandering career of research I found myself searching for conspiracies, connections, and odd coincidences in the larger world of firms, politics, and men in business suits. And though I truthfully expected the endeavor to be yet another distracting and largely meaningless rabbit hole, I did discover one conspiracy that I found particularly interesting.
I shall be vague, but the gist of the conspiracy was that of an utterly bizarre meeting and joint effort of two large companies, which I shall simply call company A, and company B. Of course, it is not unusual for two companies to work together on some business endeavor or another, but it was that nature of the endeavor, and more importantly, the relationship between the companies which made the meeting into a conspiracy.
You may envision company A and company B’s relationship as your run-of-the-mill Macy’s and Gimble’s scenario. Each produced similar products and were run by similar sorts of people, but they were fiercely competitive to the point that they had been known to defame each other’s products in advertisements. It reached the point that the world as a whole made fun it. For example, you might see a picture of two heavily muscles arms in a strained arm wrestle, one with the label of company A and the other, Company B. It is possible, that even now, my nonexistent reader, you picture the two companies in your mind, though there are many such companies out there.
Based on this information, I hope you can Imagine my shock, not to mention my interest upon learning that the two companies had pooled resources, and co-bought an enormous city building. The entire affair was done entirely in secret and my finding out was largely a process of decades worth of experience in digging around pointless and hidden crooks and crannies of the internet.
And I must be clear on one thing, the following events were not malicious, nor did they carry the intent to discover any secret deep enough and dark enough that It could blind even me.
It was simply that upon learning about this utterly inexplicable purchase, my research fuse was lit, and I would do whatever it took to find the answer.
The problem was to me that I could find absolutely no reason why either such a successful company would want to but such a place, let alone both. Examining the evidence, I discovered that neither company seemed in need of more office room for their employees and what other use could the building be for? (Especially considering office jobs at A and B require few staff members.) production then? But of course, I knew that was silly considering it was an office building. It all you drew to me, you see? The mystery of the purpose of the building, the secret purchase, the union of such two completely hateful and rival companies. It was the exact sort of enticing mystery that really drove me.
And so for weeks I would spend my off time searching media, records, articles, anything that I could find about this inexplicable purchase.
And I found nothing.
Yes, nothing.
It was truly strange. Even a mundane purchase, so long as it involves enough money and is done by large enough company, will be reported by some news station, or mentioned by someone on social media. At there very least, there will be some small trace of it lying around, like breadcrumbs pecked up by the swarming pigeons that are the internet.
I soon realized that my initial discovery of the purchase was a fluke, and a lucky one at that. Because my source had been deleted when I returned to check it. And it was at this point that I began to doubt myself. My first thought was ironically the most irrational; that my discovery of the purchase had been a dream. After all, it had been late and it was not unusual for me to fall asleep by my computer. Perhaps that transition from consciousness to unconsciousness had been clouded by the fog of memory and, in fact, my discovery of that impossible transaction had merely been a dream spawned my search of an interesting conspiracy.
And so, as the weeks passed fruitlessly by, I found myself flagging, my interest waning. I occasionally would realize that I was scrolling through articles and social media posts and not looking for information about the purchase, but about some new venture to focus on.
It would have been better if I had given up just slightly sooner, if my wandering scholarly interest had landed on a new shore, before the tempest struck.
But, in proper storybook fashion, right before I gave in, I found something. It was simply a social media post, by a person such as myself who had found out about the purchase, and wanted more information. I too had requested information on social medias but they never seemed to get much attention, as if whatever algorithm ran the media put a low priority on my posts.
It was not a comprehensive report on the suspicious and unusual transaction, complete with the names, histories, and intentions of all involved, but it served an essential purpose. It told me that what I was searching for was real.
And furthermore, it confirmed something that I had been suspecting in the back of my mind, but had not really acknowledged as possible.
You see, I was right when I said that it was odd for there to be no trace of such a large, multimillion-dollar purchase, especially given the situation. If you think of my breadcrumb analogy, where a more normal purchase would leave crumbs, such a purchase as this one would not leave crumbs, but entire slices. The internet should have leapt upon it in a feeding frenzy. And yet there was nothing. Where there should have been chunks and chunks of information and a frenzy of articles and media posts, there was nothing but a lone crumb sitting here and there, with a few straggling pigeons.
This brings to mind a very obvious and very workable analogy. If you see a mess, what do you do? You sweep it up, of course! And more and more, it seemed that something was sweeping up this mess. And the only pigeons that went after the few crumbs left, were the incredibly persistent ones like me.
And, as I am sure you wonder right now, my nonexistent reader, who would have the ability to sweep away something like this? In this age where a video of a man using a racial slur can race across the internet like an unstoppable wildfire, who could hide something so large and so successfully?
And so, I made a decision; I would go to the building myself to see what I could discover. I rarely involved myself in so-called field research, but I was so alight with interest. Oddly, the research which had yielded the fewest concrete answers had grown in me the strongest of interests.
So, I whittled away the remainder of the school year researching piddling little things of no true interest, watching the calendar for the first day summer vacation.
Summer vacation when I would have the time to take a plane ride to that mysterious building.
Eventually summer did come, though waiting had felt like an awfully long and monotonous task where I did not enjoy my research and I was filled with restless and unfulfilled energy like unreleased libido.
It took me less that three days to be on a plane and away to what I will call City C. I told the few people that new me well enough to be worried if they saw my car missing from the driveway for too long, that I was taking a trip to City C and did not know quite how long I would be gone. And then I was on a plane and on my way to see the object of my obsession.
The time between my departure and my arrival at the building was largely mundane and quite irrelevant to write about. It was just a lot of waiting in airport seats, booking hotel rooms, eating fast food, and saying, “thank you,” and, “excuse me.” That sort of thing.
Here is the important part, the part that led me to where I am today.
I pulled up the building in some rented black SUV, it was something like a Chevvy or a Subaru, though I don’t remember exactly and it does not matter, I suppose.
I got out and I just stood there for a moment and looked up at it. It was tall and made of glass and was near a parking garage. The type of building you might see in any city and that was only unique because of its address and the people who worked there, and in this case, that part most of all.
I walked through the sliding doors and saw an empty communal sort of space with a man at a desk, as you might see in any other building like it. Once again, I found myself frozen and I discovered that I was not sure what exactly to say. I had been so single mindedly focused on reaching this point, that I had not planned for such a basic detail. So, what on earth did I say?
“Sir, I have been frantically researching your building for almost half a year and have developed and intense curiosity about its purpose and the intent of those who bought it. Furthermore, I believe information about it is being covered up by hidden and powerful figures. Please tell me about this, and if you are not able to contact me with someone who can.”
I have never been particularly social. As my nonexistent reader has doubtlessly realized, I prefer solitude and research to socialization. However, that does not mean that I lack basic social instincts, and I realized that such a direct approach would be rejected, and if my luck was poor, would result in me being escorted out by security as some obsessed madman.
“Excuse me, sir.”
My thoughts were interrupted promptly though, as the man at the desk spoke. He was pale and had dark gelled hair, and his face had an appearance of scholarly genuineness, which appealed strongly to me.
“How can I help you today sir? I notice that you do not work here so you might be in the wrong building.”
The man smiled and his cheeks dimpled in an extremely charming way.
“Ah, yes, I do not work here, but I did come on purpose. Well, you see, I have somewhat of a scholarly interest in this building, and I was hoping you could answer some questions. If you don’t mind.”
This was not what I or he actually said, but it approximates my memories closely enough, as, obviously was nervous, and so I may have stuttered a bit and sounded rather foolish.
“A reporter, then? I regret to inform you that I am not permitted to speak about this facility’s private matters to anyone except those with clearance, please excuse me.
The man, whose desk had a plaque with the name, Damien Role, inscribed upon it, spoke with a professional and blandly artificial tone that was laced with the perfect amount of annoyance to made it quite clear that he was not in the mood to deal with nosey reporters. But I persisted.
“Actually, I have a personal interest in this building, and am not related to any news station. I merely stumbled upon some mentions of it on the internet and found some details about it intriguing. I am a bit of a scholar, you see, and I enjoy investigating the unexplained. I am sure that most of what I want to learn is public knowledge that is available somewhere on the internet and it would not be in violation of clearance to tell me a bit about it.”
After finishing this verbal barrage, and while feeling slightly out of breath, I realized that I had perhaps been to pushy, and quite suspicious. I felt very sure that this Damien Role knew as well as I that this information was very much, not, available publicly on the internet, and that my being here was likely a last-ditch attempt to find any scrap of information.
And yet, Damien did not immediately reject me, instead he reached under his desk, seeming to rummage around in some papers, before looking back up to me. His brown eyes gleamed under the even artificial light.
“Not a reporter, you say, and you simply have a personal interest in this information?”
“Yes,” I replied with concealed excitement.
“Well,” Damien sighed, “I suppose I can make an exception, but only if the boss allows me to, and of course, you do seem very genuine.
He smiled that dimpled smile again, and then began dialing on a black wired phone, which I had not noticed sitting on the corner of his desk.
“Hello?”
“There is a fellow here who has some questions about the facility.”
“I know sir, but he says he merely has a personal interest based on research, and he seems very genuine.”
“Sounds good, thank you sir.”
“Goodbye.”
Damien continued his charming smile, and said, “The boss will be down in a few minutes, he would like to speak with you himself. But in the meantime, I would be delighted to hear more about you.
It was at this point that I began to feel that something strange was happening; Damien agreeing so easily after our short conversation, this boss coming down for something as menial as a walk in, and some other intangible feeling like that creeping unearthly feeling you experience when someone is watching you. I did not entirely realize or recognize the feeling for what it was, and today, I deeply regret that.
And so, despite my irrational unease, I took a seat in a line of black leather chairs which lined the wall and asked, “well what do you want to know?”
So I spoke to Damien about a few meaningless details like my name, and that I was visiting from City D and the fact that I found it so hard to find details about the transaction. And then I heard the faint mechanical sound of an elevator door opening, and out walked a man. He was tall and thin, with a milky look to his skin, but he still managed to be handsome.
“You must be Mr. John Smith, (a fake name of course), my name is Geralt Fens,” the tall man said to me. And extended a hand for a shake.
The tall man’s shake was perfectly firm and his palms were neither rough from callous nor smooth from an easy life. It was, I thought, an utterly flawless handshake.
“Yes, sir,” Damien said, “Mr. Smith came here on a trip all the way from city D, and his interest is entirely from his own research. Very unique, don’t you say?”
“Very unique, Mr. Role. And you say he seems genuine, too?”
“He certainly is, sir.”
For some reason, Mr. Fens’s eyes looked predatory to me in that moment: the black pit-like eyes of a shark bearing down on a fat, unknowing trout. But then they returned to friendly professionalism in a blink.
“Well, Mr. Smith, I would like to speak with you about this in my office. It is more comfortable for me up there, and I don’t want to be away too long. You know how it is, always working.”
He laughed.
And I finally realized that I did not want to be here.
“You would not mind if took notes, would you?” I asked with all the innocence I could muster. “You see, I know it seems silly, but I have quite the vested interest in this building.”
Geralt Fens’s eyes flickered, but he answered with the same joviality.
“Why of course not, take out your notebook and take all the notes you like, I don’t mind at all.”
“Thank you so much, Mr. Fens, I will be right back. I left my notebook in the car. You see, I did not want to seem like a reporter by bringing in a notebook with me.”
I had turned around and began walking toward the sliding glass doors, when I heard the voice of Damien.
“Mr. Smith, that certainly does not seem genuine.”
I felt a horrible chill crawl up my spine, and I slowly turned around. Damien Role and Geralt Fen both seemed to hulk like dark mountains behind me.
I began to run.
Please tell me what you think.
2024.05.12 19:39 SuperStealYoGirl Help me not spend $650 on a new battery
I get my car serviced at Subaru dealerships because I have the Gold Plus warranty and it makes for easier logging of the maintenance history. I took my '21 sport in to the dealership for routine servicing yesterday. They said the battery was testing bad, which was news to me because my car hasn't had any problems starting whatsoever, and they could install one that day, but it would cost $650. I've had no issues with my battery at all, but it is 3.5 years old and coming up on 50k miles.
From the terms of the extended warranty, when I do eventually replace my battery, I think it does need to be a Subaru one, or else that provides grounds for any future claims to be denied due to having a third party part. Doing some cursory googling and $650 definitely sounds like robbery even with labor.
I don't know all that much about cars so any advice would be appreciated!
EDIT: I went to my local Advance Auto Parts and got the battery tested. It checked out fine, so looks like I will not be replacing my battery any time soon and no longer going to my dealership to get serviced. Friendship over! I learned a lot about batteries today and I think I'm going to learn to do my own maintenance from now on. Thank you all for your helpful replies!
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From the terms of the extended warranty, when I do eventually replace my battery, I think it does need to be a Subaru one, or else that provides grounds for any future claims to be denied due to having a third party part. Doing some cursory googling and $650 definitely sounds like robbery even with labor.
I don't know all that much about cars so any advice would be appreciated!
EDIT: I went to my local Advance Auto Parts and got the battery tested. It checked out fine, so looks like I will not be replacing my battery any time soon and no longer going to my dealership to get serviced. Friendship over! I learned a lot about batteries today and I think I'm going to learn to do my own maintenance from now on. Thank you all for your helpful replies!
2024.05.11 15:16 PerceptionOrganic672 Thoughts so far...
I bought a new RAV4 XLE gas model about 3 weeks ago. Here are my initial impressions coming from a Subaru Forester. I needed a reliable vehicle to take me into my retirement years and my Subaru had begun to have very expensive service and repairs not under warranty.
Powertrain - this is the BEST thing about this car. This powertrain with the 8-speed transmission is so highly refined, its hard to believe how smooth it is. It doesn't hunt gears at low speeds and always seems to know what gear to be in - and the shifts are mostly imperceptible. Its incredibly smooth! The power is good enough for every day driving, accelerating on a freeway ramp and passing. The engine is loud when pushed but it settles down at cruising speeds and at idle.
Ride/Handling - the ride is smooth and the handling is just fine in every day driving. Its not the vehicle to carve corners at high speeds with but that is not why I bought it. The road noise is a bit loud at higher speeds but I think some of that is the Toyo "Open Country" tires.
MPG -averaging about 25 MPG mostly city driving - maybe that will improve some as the engine breaks in
Technology - my last vehicle didn't even have Apple CarPlay so I am in heaven with this as I use my iPhone for everything. So far it works very well. The sound from the standard 6-speaker stereo is adequate for music (if you don't crank it up really loud) and works perfectly for podcasts and satellite radio news shows which is a lot of what I listen to daily.
Build Quality - the vehicle feels solid on the road. The doors at first seemed a bit flimsy but they close with a pretty solid thunk but you do have to close them pretty hard. There have been a few rattles inside but mainly when its cold, once the vehicle gets going and warm, they seem to go away. The biggest rattle I heard turned out to be the tag frame the dealer put on the back with my tag which was not tight - I fixed that! This gets good crash test scores so I am assuming the car is solidly built.
Cargo/Space - the cargo area is generous and holds more than you think especially with the seats down. I picked up a large catering order for a work event this week and it blew my mind how much it actually held with the seats down!
Overall - so far I am happy with this vehicle and hope that continues. Since making mistakes buying cars when younger, I always buy new with a lot of trade equity and/or cash down so I have a small loan and immediate equity so if I decide I don't like it, I can sell it or trade it without losing my shirt completely since I am nowhere near upside down on it. We'll see how this thing does over time but so far so good!!
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Powertrain - this is the BEST thing about this car. This powertrain with the 8-speed transmission is so highly refined, its hard to believe how smooth it is. It doesn't hunt gears at low speeds and always seems to know what gear to be in - and the shifts are mostly imperceptible. Its incredibly smooth! The power is good enough for every day driving, accelerating on a freeway ramp and passing. The engine is loud when pushed but it settles down at cruising speeds and at idle.
Ride/Handling - the ride is smooth and the handling is just fine in every day driving. Its not the vehicle to carve corners at high speeds with but that is not why I bought it. The road noise is a bit loud at higher speeds but I think some of that is the Toyo "Open Country" tires.
MPG -averaging about 25 MPG mostly city driving - maybe that will improve some as the engine breaks in
Technology - my last vehicle didn't even have Apple CarPlay so I am in heaven with this as I use my iPhone for everything. So far it works very well. The sound from the standard 6-speaker stereo is adequate for music (if you don't crank it up really loud) and works perfectly for podcasts and satellite radio news shows which is a lot of what I listen to daily.
Build Quality - the vehicle feels solid on the road. The doors at first seemed a bit flimsy but they close with a pretty solid thunk but you do have to close them pretty hard. There have been a few rattles inside but mainly when its cold, once the vehicle gets going and warm, they seem to go away. The biggest rattle I heard turned out to be the tag frame the dealer put on the back with my tag which was not tight - I fixed that! This gets good crash test scores so I am assuming the car is solidly built.
Cargo/Space - the cargo area is generous and holds more than you think especially with the seats down. I picked up a large catering order for a work event this week and it blew my mind how much it actually held with the seats down!
Overall - so far I am happy with this vehicle and hope that continues. Since making mistakes buying cars when younger, I always buy new with a lot of trade equity and/or cash down so I have a small loan and immediate equity so if I decide I don't like it, I can sell it or trade it without losing my shirt completely since I am nowhere near upside down on it. We'll see how this thing does over time but so far so good!!
2024.05.11 09:18 zackphoenix123 If Re:Zero and Mushoku Tensei ever got a crossover fanfiction, how do you guys think it'll go?
 | This is gonna be a bit long cause a lot of this is me mumbling about all my thoughts on this so far. Also this is kind've half a repost and have a continuation to this post I made a while back. This time I got the mods approval, so I pray it won't get taken down. Also Also this post will contain spoilers for Re:Zero, but it will only contain world building details. If I ever end up spoiling plot details, those will be put in spoiler tags. submitted by zackphoenix123 to sixfacedworld [link] [comments] Mushoku Tensei and Re:Zero have always been my two favourite isekai stories of all time. This goes beyond the anime and to the Light Novels as well. Though I'm not caught up on both, I'm up to date with Mushoku Tensei's anime, but only at volume 10 in the Light Novels. As for Re:Zero I finished Arc 6, but Arcs 7 and 8 are over 10 volumes now so I'm really behind on that as well. Even so! I love those two stories to death. For Mushoku Tensei though, I plan on reading the entire thing from the start this october and binging it all the way through. If this post feels more Re:Zero focused than Mushoku, apologies for that- Since I've read over double the amount of Re:Zero content than Mushoku, I just know more about that than this. I guess in a way I'm relying a bit more on you guys to fill in the Mushoku gaps lmao. Anyway! This all started when I first viewed the maps of both Mushoku Tensei and Re:Zero's world. So Mushoku Tensei looks like this- (I think this is an official map?) And Re:Zero's world looks like this. Also credit to the artist u/worel. I picked the fan map instead of the official one cause the official one kinda looks a bit child-y imo So then I wondered, right- what if at one point in Mushoku Tensei, and this came from out of nowhere. Something which no one in Re:Zero or Mushoku Tensei (including Hitogami or Orsted) could've seen coming, bam! the Re:Zero world is smacked right in that open ocean. https://preview.redd.it/vz8m5ufm4qzc1.png?width=995&format=png&auto=webp&s=9b62004027b3484bb782bfc30c816e64f557376f From research, its seems like Re:Zero's world is described as being as big as Eurasia and that makes a lot of sense given in the context of Re:Zero's lore, half the world was destroyed by the Witch of Envy. My friend is really adamant that Mushoku Tensei's world is only 1/6 the size of earth because it's only one side of the 6 worlds, but idk- I like to think that map on its own is as big as our global map. In any case, I found that giant ocean a perfect place to drop the World of Re:Zero in. I find this idea fascinating because both worlds are very expansive with lots of culture and lore and politics at play that feel like they all have domino effects. Also at this point in Re:Zero, the story is going through a history defining political struggle. With the giant cast of characters, if this kind of crossover were to happen (in a way that isn't like Isekai Quartet), there will be so many moving parts between so many different characters that the possibilities are almost endless! This is kinda where I'm at a loss. While I know how to start the fanfic, I don't know when and "where-to-where" it should happen. Initially, I thought it'd be interesting to summon Subaru to Lugunica right as turning point 1 happens as there would've been mass teleportation and it works as a nice set up. But at this point Rudeus would've been sent to the Demon continent at age 12. Subaru and Rudeus would have a roughly 5 year age gap. I know this is a really dumb thing to get hung over by, but I would like for them to be roughly the same age at most 2 years age gap because I do want for them to meet in some capacity eventually and having them be roughly the same age would be nice. Also if I do the setting of turning point 1, by the time Rudeus crosses the Demon continent which took about six months, in the original Re:Zero timeline, Subaru would've already gone through Arc 1, 2, 3 and 4 with months of extra time to spare. So one would be rather uneventful while other would've already progressed so much in narrative if we look at what happened in their respective original timeline. Another thing is by the time turning point 1 happens, Rudeus doesn't really have a large group of people around him. It takes him months if not years to form that group that we saw in Season 2. I also thought about having Rudeus be teleported to Lugunica around the same time Subaru, so that instantly puts Subaru and Rudeus together. Ultimately Rudeus' goal would still be to return to the Ashura kingdom so that makes for an interesting concept on its own seeing how Rudeus and Eris would navigate Lugunica. But that would mean not meeting Rudjerd and, while I don't know how not meeting him would affect the story, it'd be such a waste for him to just disappear. So I was thinking about picking a time that's most eventful in Rudeus' life where there wouldn't be much time skips. My friend told me that Mushoku Tensei does stop jumping around time too much after turning point 3 (I have no idea what happens in turning point 3, but I'm so excited. Saw the opening and it seems Rudeus, Paul and Roxy and co. are all working together to save Zenith from the dungeon, Hype!). Though at that point, it'd be a bit unfair to Subaru who at the start of the story knows no one. If word got out that Re:Zero's world was summoned into another world in arc 1 especially, Subaru would be far more suspicious and I'm pretty sure would be suspected to come from the sixfacedworld. Though luckily, after the events of Arc 6, Subaru gets teleported by that point in Re:Zero, Subaru would have many friends and would be far more acquainted with Re:Zero's world much like Rudeus would be to his by the time he's roughly around Subaru's age. Right! Next is the "Where-to-Where." This isn't really an issue, must more just I haven't decided yet. So Re:Zero's world is split into 4 main empires, the Sacred Vollachia Empire, The Holy Kingdom of Gusteko, the city-states Kararagi, and Dragon Kingdom of Lugunica. Depending on what Orientation Re:Zero's world is, it'll influence the story in so many different ways. Like if Lugunica now faces south, then the miasma from the sand dunes would fuck up a large chunk of the Milis kingdom and in this case Vollachia would face west, that'd put them head to head with the Shiron kingdom. Though since I haven't read Arc 7, I don't know how things will actually play out. But here I'll most likely just stick to having Re:Zero maintain its north east south and west directions. Though I always thought if Re:Zero was summoned to Mushoku Tensei's world during the start of Arc 1 and Lugunica faces west as it should, and Emilia asked Subaru where he came from and Subaru just stupidly pointed to the east then it's later revealed that the east is the demon continent, things would be hella awkward later on and funny. Though one thing I don't know is if Mushoku Tensei's demons are reffered to as "Akuma" cause that's a bit different from Re:Zero's Oni. But- yeah, that's pretty much it. I wanted to ask you guys for your thoughts on when you think the best time to summon Re:Zero to Mushoku Tensei's world is. If there's any point after turning point 1. Another thing is I'm very interested in the political and cultural implications of this. Afterall, Summoning a whole different world would make both sides curious about the other. What's more, Nanahoshi and Rudeus being native from Japan would be able to tell instantly that Re:Zero characters all throughout the world speak Japanese making things so that communications between the two worlds would be very difficult. Rudeus would be a very reliable asset to the Sixfacedworld kingdoms, though I'm not sure if he'd want to immediately reveal he can speak japanese. Same goes with Nanahoshi I suppose. And depending on the time period, tensions between the two worlds could be extremely high. Adding onto how they can't really easily communicate, Vollachia and Gusteko have reputations for being very agressive, and Lugunica is in the middle of a political debacle. Wars could break out if things don't stop escalating. And to the side of Subaru and Rudeus, their adventures would drastically change. Especially Rudeus who travels a lot. It's possible that there are some people he'd never end up meeting cause something, even just one thing, changed. My friend also accidentally told me that Hitogami has the ability to make himself seem super trustworthy towards all those in the six faced world, so his ability won't work on people from Re:Zero's world. Orsted too would recognise this as being an anomaly (obviously). Alongside this, the existence of authorities and the completely different magic system would have the two worlds collide and there would be lots of interesting match ups as time progresses. Both worlds having absolute monsters who may or may not collide. Interestingly enough, I think while the six-faced-world will be surrounding Od Lagna, judging by the type of characters present in Re:Zero's world, it seems they will most likely be the instigator for any big event. Though I think it'll be very weird if they'll instantly realize that a new world was summoned. News don't really travel fast in fantasy worlds We can also say that the royal selection in Re:Zero's world could either be put on hold as they have to prioritise this bigger world scale event, or maybe they'll have the King candidates work together. So many possibilities! If you read all that, thanks in advance!! |
2024.05.10 15:43 boutell New US and Canadian CHAdeMO chargers in April 2024
Welcome to the March new chargers report, fellow Chadoomers!
Almost all of you are my fellow Leaf owners, hoping for just one new chargepoint on your favorite route, before the great dwarven CHAdeMO forges beneath the earth go cold for all time. Here's an update.
Here are all of the new US and Canadian CHAdeMO (Leaf fast-charging) stations that rolled out in April, according to the Alternative Fuels Data Center. You can fetch the data yourself here. Feel free to report inaccuracies to the AFDC.
For comparison's sake: in the US, there were 200 "new" (or updated) CHAdeMO stations added in March, with at least 200 chargepoints. To put it in perspective, there were 102 new or updated US stations in April of 2023. This month's report is surprisingly strong, given how late we are in CHAdeMO's lifecycle. It is unclear if this is due to a large number of refreshed stations, or a large rollout of new stations that happen to include at least one CHAdeMO chargepoint, but it may be the latter thanks to Inflation Reduction Act funding. In any case, it is good news for those of us with legacy vehicles.
Keep in mind that even EVGo has started to roll out stations where only some of the bays support CHAdeMO. This makes sense given that only Nissan still sells a CHAdeMO pure-battery-electric car in the US, and the newer Nissan Ariya model is CCS. The Mitsubishi Plug-In Hybrid Outlander PHEV also supports CHAdeMO.
Some of these chargepoints will be "refreshes," e.g. the provider replaced them with faster chargers etc. Some may be incorrect. This report is only as good as the Alternative Fuels Data Center data.
If you'd like to know about new chargers along your routes right away, or reading these monthly reports is just frustrating in your state, I've set up a free service that provides email notifications only when new stations actually open. You can sign up at evpov.com. I built it to help EV owners like myself (especially my fellow Leaf owners). You can pick other plug types as well.
To streamline this post, multi-chargepoint locations are listed with the number of chargepoints first. Some stations may actually have more CHAdeMO chargepoints than reported here, but most won't, because even EVGo has started to reduce the number of CHAdeMO chargepoints per station. So in the case of CHAdeMO I make a pessimistic assumption to avoid creating unrealistic expectations.
Even so, for actual trip planning I recommend using PlugShare. This report is mainly useful to understand trends.
If you get a chance, do check out reported new stations near you and add PlugShare reviews, which helps everyone.
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Almost all of you are my fellow Leaf owners, hoping for just one new chargepoint on your favorite route, before the great dwarven CHAdeMO forges beneath the earth go cold for all time. Here's an update.
Here are all of the new US and Canadian CHAdeMO (Leaf fast-charging) stations that rolled out in April, according to the Alternative Fuels Data Center. You can fetch the data yourself here. Feel free to report inaccuracies to the AFDC.
For comparison's sake: in the US, there were 200 "new" (or updated) CHAdeMO stations added in March, with at least 200 chargepoints. To put it in perspective, there were 102 new or updated US stations in April of 2023. This month's report is surprisingly strong, given how late we are in CHAdeMO's lifecycle. It is unclear if this is due to a large number of refreshed stations, or a large rollout of new stations that happen to include at least one CHAdeMO chargepoint, but it may be the latter thanks to Inflation Reduction Act funding. In any case, it is good news for those of us with legacy vehicles.
Keep in mind that even EVGo has started to roll out stations where only some of the bays support CHAdeMO. This makes sense given that only Nissan still sells a CHAdeMO pure-battery-electric car in the US, and the newer Nissan Ariya model is CCS. The Mitsubishi Plug-In Hybrid Outlander PHEV also supports CHAdeMO.
Some of these chargepoints will be "refreshes," e.g. the provider replaced them with faster chargers etc. Some may be incorrect. This report is only as good as the Alternative Fuels Data Center data.
If you'd like to know about new chargers along your routes right away, or reading these monthly reports is just frustrating in your state, I've set up a free service that provides email notifications only when new stations actually open. You can sign up at evpov.com. I built it to help EV owners like myself (especially my fellow Leaf owners). You can pick other plug types as well.
To streamline this post, multi-chargepoint locations are listed with the number of chargepoints first. Some stations may actually have more CHAdeMO chargepoints than reported here, but most won't, because even EVGo has started to reduce the number of CHAdeMO chargepoints per station. So in the case of CHAdeMO I make a pessimistic assumption to avoid creating unrealistic expectations.
Even so, for actual trip planning I recommend using PlugShare. This report is mainly useful to understand trends.
If you get a chance, do check out reported new stations near you and add PlugShare reviews, which helps everyone.
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2024.05.10 13:25 bleaght CVT Warranty Nightmare
Hey guys, just wanted to get some opinions on my warranty situation. I have owned my '15 Forester XT Premium since 2018. It has overall been a mostly trouble-free car and my wife loves it. So much so that we have held on to it for much longer than we normally do, since there is no replacement for the FXT. We have only had a couple of sensors go on us and we had an issue with the transmission leaking fluid.
We had the transmission serviced under the factory warranty back in 2019 at a local dealership. The dealership took the trans off the car and resealed everything. When that work was done we were informed that Subaru would be extending our transmission warranty out to 10 years, 100k miles. This was excellent news and a major factor in us hanging on to the car for longer.
Fast forward to today, the transmission has officially given up the ghost. According to the dealer the transmission ran out of fluid. We had honestly not been paying much attention to drips or leaks since we had assumed that the dealer had fixed the issues several years ago. The car has 99k miles on the clock and turns 10 years old in Novemeber, Subaru did confirm that the car is still under the transmission warranty.
The car has officially been sitting at the dealer for 2 full weeks. The dealership opened a case with Subaru of America on my behalf for this repair and I have been assigned "Senior Advocacy Specialist". I tried to reach out to them but have left now 3 voicemails with no call back and sent several emails to only get unfulfilled promises, more on that later.
A subaru field engineer came to inspect the car and required that the dealer fill the transmission with fluid and test to see if it fixed the issue. They called me to inform me of this and told me that I would be on the hook for filling the transmission. I almost choked on the amount of estimated cost to fill up this broken transmission, $85 per quart (up to 14 quarts) and $350 for labor. All told it could be as much as $1,540 for them to fill up the transmission just to see if it might work on top of the diagnostic fee I am already on the hook for. I was told that this amount would likely not be covered under warranty even if they decided it would be a warranty repair. After talking to my wife we decided to have them proceed.
I attempted to reach my Advocacy Specialist at SoA leaving a voicemail and sending an email. To which I got a promise of a call on 5/1 with an update. The call never came.
The dealership remarked to me that there were tool witness marks on the transmission drain plug and they could not be sure if the trans was purposefully or accidentally drained rather than simply leaking out over time. Which honestly made my heart sink, this is the sort of scrutiny that happens when a company is doing everything they can to avoid a warranty fix.
I got no news from them as to whether this test worked or not. So I reached out to my SoA advocate yet again since I never got a call on 5/1. I was then promised that I would have an update from my advocate on 5/7. Spoiler alert, no call ever came.
I got word from the dealer that their DQSM (not sure what that acronym stands for) was requesting a full history of maintenance on the vehicle. I informed them another time that the car had only had its transmission serviced at another Subaru dealership. Outside of that it has been maintained at a local shop or by myself. (I do most of my own oil changes). They insisted on needing a full history. So I gave it to them in spreadsheet format. I have invoices from my local repair shop, as well as the other Subaru dealer and I keep a spreadsheet of oil changes that I perform.
After receiving this the DQSM insisted on running more tests while attempting to drive the car. I was informed these tests would happen when the DQSM was on site on 5/7. I have not heard anything now days later.
So here we are on 5/10 still with no news or updates on what is happening. I have been driving a "rental" car from the dealership while waiting for their decision and to the credit of the dealer, they decided on 5/7 to cap the $45 rental fee at 3 days because of how long everything is taking. This is likely due to me expressing my concern on the mounting repair and rental car bill to them on several occasions.
Am I crazy for thinking this should be pretty cut and dry? I feel like SoA is trying to find any possible reason to deny my warranty claim.
All of this has me extremely worried about Subaru honoring the 8 year 120k extended warranty I just purchased last year for my '21 LXT. This has me second guessing going with Subaru ever again. Which is a shame because I have loved all 4 of my Subarus to date and had planned to replace this FXT with a new Subaru within the next year or so. This whole situation has been frustrating and disheartening to say the least.
Thanks for reading my rant.
Update: The denied the warranty claim saying that I or someone else who worked on the vehicle drained the transmission of 5.5 quarts. Their evidence being tool marks on the drain plug and an overfilled front differential.
SoA offered to cover $5000 of the $9500 repair estimate from the dealer.
So I definitely did get completely and utterly screwed on this one. Now I'm in a position where I have to likely talk the dealer into selling me a new car and figuring out a way to use the credit from SoA to get out from under my Forester.
That means we have little recourse other than to buy another Subaru from this same dealer. We will lose thousands of dollars any other way that you slice it.
What a joke. If I do get essentially forced into another Subaru, rest assured it will be my last.
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We had the transmission serviced under the factory warranty back in 2019 at a local dealership. The dealership took the trans off the car and resealed everything. When that work was done we were informed that Subaru would be extending our transmission warranty out to 10 years, 100k miles. This was excellent news and a major factor in us hanging on to the car for longer.
Fast forward to today, the transmission has officially given up the ghost. According to the dealer the transmission ran out of fluid. We had honestly not been paying much attention to drips or leaks since we had assumed that the dealer had fixed the issues several years ago. The car has 99k miles on the clock and turns 10 years old in Novemeber, Subaru did confirm that the car is still under the transmission warranty.
The car has officially been sitting at the dealer for 2 full weeks. The dealership opened a case with Subaru of America on my behalf for this repair and I have been assigned "Senior Advocacy Specialist". I tried to reach out to them but have left now 3 voicemails with no call back and sent several emails to only get unfulfilled promises, more on that later.
A subaru field engineer came to inspect the car and required that the dealer fill the transmission with fluid and test to see if it fixed the issue. They called me to inform me of this and told me that I would be on the hook for filling the transmission. I almost choked on the amount of estimated cost to fill up this broken transmission, $85 per quart (up to 14 quarts) and $350 for labor. All told it could be as much as $1,540 for them to fill up the transmission just to see if it might work on top of the diagnostic fee I am already on the hook for. I was told that this amount would likely not be covered under warranty even if they decided it would be a warranty repair. After talking to my wife we decided to have them proceed.
I attempted to reach my Advocacy Specialist at SoA leaving a voicemail and sending an email. To which I got a promise of a call on 5/1 with an update. The call never came.
The dealership remarked to me that there were tool witness marks on the transmission drain plug and they could not be sure if the trans was purposefully or accidentally drained rather than simply leaking out over time. Which honestly made my heart sink, this is the sort of scrutiny that happens when a company is doing everything they can to avoid a warranty fix.
I got no news from them as to whether this test worked or not. So I reached out to my SoA advocate yet again since I never got a call on 5/1. I was then promised that I would have an update from my advocate on 5/7. Spoiler alert, no call ever came.
I got word from the dealer that their DQSM (not sure what that acronym stands for) was requesting a full history of maintenance on the vehicle. I informed them another time that the car had only had its transmission serviced at another Subaru dealership. Outside of that it has been maintained at a local shop or by myself. (I do most of my own oil changes). They insisted on needing a full history. So I gave it to them in spreadsheet format. I have invoices from my local repair shop, as well as the other Subaru dealer and I keep a spreadsheet of oil changes that I perform.
After receiving this the DQSM insisted on running more tests while attempting to drive the car. I was informed these tests would happen when the DQSM was on site on 5/7. I have not heard anything now days later.
So here we are on 5/10 still with no news or updates on what is happening. I have been driving a "rental" car from the dealership while waiting for their decision and to the credit of the dealer, they decided on 5/7 to cap the $45 rental fee at 3 days because of how long everything is taking. This is likely due to me expressing my concern on the mounting repair and rental car bill to them on several occasions.
Am I crazy for thinking this should be pretty cut and dry? I feel like SoA is trying to find any possible reason to deny my warranty claim.
All of this has me extremely worried about Subaru honoring the 8 year 120k extended warranty I just purchased last year for my '21 LXT. This has me second guessing going with Subaru ever again. Which is a shame because I have loved all 4 of my Subarus to date and had planned to replace this FXT with a new Subaru within the next year or so. This whole situation has been frustrating and disheartening to say the least.
Thanks for reading my rant.
Update: The denied the warranty claim saying that I or someone else who worked on the vehicle drained the transmission of 5.5 quarts. Their evidence being tool marks on the drain plug and an overfilled front differential.
SoA offered to cover $5000 of the $9500 repair estimate from the dealer.
So I definitely did get completely and utterly screwed on this one. Now I'm in a position where I have to likely talk the dealer into selling me a new car and figuring out a way to use the credit from SoA to get out from under my Forester.
That means we have little recourse other than to buy another Subaru from this same dealer. We will lose thousands of dollars any other way that you slice it.
What a joke. If I do get essentially forced into another Subaru, rest assured it will be my last.
2024.05.10 07:59 EndOfImagination [SF] The Great Classified Unknown
“Officer Madson, I understand your concern, but what you are suggesting is ridiculous! I just cannot leave my home! Not without a concrete reason. How long did you say we had to stay away? A full month or two? I spent my whole life saving for this house! We built it from the ground up, perfectly customized to our liking. My family wants nothing more than to be here!”
This was the third time in only three days when Dave had received orders to leave his house immediately and head to safety. He lived only a few miles from Okefenokee Swamp, and according to all three officers, something dangerous was lurking there. Any additional information was supposedly classified, and he was unable to sway any of them into divulging more. They had each claimed to not know the full story either.
Dave’s wife had insisted on traveling to safety, as did almost everyone else on their street. She had taken their two kids fifty miles south. Luckily, they had evacuated early enough to find a hotel with rooms still available. But without the house, they would be ruined, and so Dave decided to stay. If something were placing his property and lifestyle at risk, he would rather put up a fight than sit idly by. He was used to large snakes and alligators which were common in the swamp. What could be more dangerous than them?
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Dave! Here, take this card. If you notice anything strange or suspicious, give us a call! We would much rather you leave, but if you insist on putting your life at risk, you may as well be of some use!”
With that, Officer Madson left, leaving the street in far too much silence for a Saturday morning. Everyone else had gone, with the exception of one.
“Hey, Mac!” Dave yelled as he banged on the front door of the only other inhabited house. “Mac! Are you there?” he yelled louder.
“Yeah, yeah! Give me a minute!” came the response. “That door is busted enough without you banging on it like that!”
An older, retired man in his early 70s opened the door. A smoke in one hand and a beer in the other.
“Did they get to you yet, Dave? Have you decided to abandon me, too, on this most apocalyptic of fair-weather days? I don’t see no tsunami rolling by, no fiery comets raining down, nor any band of raving wildebeests tearing loose through the streets! Ain’t no way I’m leaving my property, Dave! Five decades I’ve been here, and I recon I may just stay another five! This house is meant for me, and I for it; and no scaredy-cat police department is going to flush me out!”
“No, Mac! Calm down! I insisted on staying. Did they give you one of those silver cards too? With the phone number in case of emergency?” Dave asked.
“Yeah, yeah! They did. Lost it somewhere in the jumble on the table. If I need it bad enough, I’ll resign to cleaning the thing. I woke early to Jimmy calling me around six. He’s the only one left in his neighborhood, and he ain’t budging either! We’re set to meet up 30 minutes from now and you are welcome to join. It is the end of the world after all! The last three holdouts against the great classified unknown!”
Half an hour later, Dave was sitting in the passenger seat of Mac’s old Subaru. Mac’s arm hung out the drivers’ side window; still clutching a half drunken beer. A park halfway between the two neighborhoods was their rendezvous point, and when they arrived, Jimmy was already unpacking and assembling a drone.
“Jimmy! What’s up? That’s quite the gizmo to be playing with when the world’s about to end!” shouted Mac.
“Great, you guys made it! Quick! Come sit down. We are going to do a little snooping! I have a hunch, and I don’t like it!” Jimmy was quite serious, and so Dave and Mac sat opposite to him and watched silently as he finished readying the drone.
“Great idea Jimmy! With that we’ll be able to see what’s going on in the swamp!” Dave exclaimed. “We’ll know what we are up against.”
Jimmy handed a pair of glasses, each, to Dave and Mac. “These will let you see what the drone sees. Fortunately, I had three pairs! Now let’s get to work. You guys know I used to work for the government, right? In the carbon sequestration team, right?” he asked.
Mac looked confused, but Dave briefly remembered a conversation with Jimmy from a couple years prior. Most of Jimmy’s work was confidential and the parts he had discussed were too technical for him, so he had not given it much thought.
Jimmy turned the drone on, calibrated it to hover in the air, and directed it straight up.
“Wow, this has a great camera on it!” exclaimed Mac as the drone rapidly gained altitude. “I need to get one of these for myself!”
“They are nice!” Jimmy started, then more seriously asked “Do either of you remember a year or two ago when the president announced a tremendous breakthrough in carbon sequestration?” Dave and Mac stayed silent and looked at each other in confusion. “Come on guys, it was all over the news! A breakthrough to save humankind. I worked on that project – helped engineer it myself actually – but I became skeptical. I asked too many questions that did not have enough satisfactory answers, I suppose, because I was terminated! Fired, for trying to make sure everything was safe!”
Jimmy angled the drone towards the swamp. They were still a mile or so away, and as the drone began its journey, he continued his story.
Before taking the government job, Jimmy had worked in a biology lab where he studied genetic code; particularly with regards to altering the DNA of plants to make them more resistant to harsh climates. With multiple successes over a twenty-year career, the government had sought out him and his team to work on a much more important project.
The amount of carbon in the atmosphere was reaching dangerous levels, according to the officials. They had hired a thinktank to work tirelessly on finding a solution, and after much deliberation, a type of genetically modified plant seemed to be the best solution.
“Look here guys!” The drone had made it to the swamp, and Jimmy had zoomed the camera in close to the ground. “Do you know what kind of plant this is? It’s a Pitcher plant, one of a dozen or so species of carnivorous plants that live around here. Anyway, our government research began with one of those. I do not know why they chose that plant, but they did. Anyway, its genetic code proved to be very malleable.”
“We were tasked with making certain alterations to its genetic code. In the end, we butchered it and spliced it full of so many additional genes that it became unrecognizable. We spliced in genes to make it grow faster; much faster. Genes to increase its ability to uptake water and nutrients to capture as much carbon as possible. To grow an extensive root system that burrows deep into the ground. To…”
“Wait! I heard about that!” exclaimed Mac. “You designed that crazy plant that grows all those massive twisty roots? That are burrowing God knows where down towards Hell itself?! Didn’t those things cause the earthquakes up near the Canadian border last Spring? Wasn’t one found growing a hundred miles out at sea, which was not supposed to be possible? What ever possessed you to make such a monstrosity?” Mac was clearly uneasy.
“Jimmy, wait, go back!” yelled Dave.
Jimmy flipped a switch to cause the drone to fly in reverse.
“Yes! Right there, that is an alligator, right?” Dave asked.
The alligator was lying on its side, half covered by some sort of vegetation.
Jimmy lowered the drone and as the alligator became more visible, they noticed that it was not a typical plant covering the alligator. It was fifteen or twenty of the carnivorous Pitcher plants, and they were growing out of the rotting corpse of the alligator itself!
“Guys, you have to believe me when I say it was not supposed to be able to do this! We completely removed the gene that coded for the development of the main Pitcher part of the plant. We replaced it with a gene for small purple flowers. I did try to convince the other scientists that something like this was a possibility - and it looks like my fears were correct. The plant had multiple copies of that gene in different parts of its DNA. Random mutations had turned them off throughout eons of evolution, but again by random chance, those genes must have been reactivated. That’s the only explanation for this!”
“Okay…”, began Dave. “But a pitcher plant only eats small insects; they certainly don’t attack alligators!”
“We drastically increased the plants’ ability to seek out water and nutrients so that it would grow as quickly as possible. It must have found a way to digest large animals, like that alligator, which means that it is evolving quickly!”
Jimmy moved the drone as close as possible to the bizarre sight of Pitcher plants growing out of the side of the alligator.
“Look here! See those little purple flowers around the stem of the pitcher? That’s proof that this is our plant! I don’t know how old this one is, but after just a week, its roots will spread out over a 20 foot radius and burrow 100 feet into the ground. It was a huge success. The carbon level in the atmosphere was falling for the first time in centuries. All buried deep underground in the roots of these plants. But it was not supposed to evolve like this! I tried to warn them of the possibility!”
Jimmy must have flown too close and knocked one of the Pitcher plants, for the camera became hazy with what looked like pollen from one of the little purple flowers. He had found the evidence he wanted and pressed the home button on the drones’ control panel to make it return to him.
“Well guys, we found what we were looking for! Maybe it would be best…”
“Jimmy! That’s a person!” yelled Mac. “Lying on the edge of the swamp!”
Jimmy wheeled around, threw his drone glasses back on, and resumed manually navigating the drone. He backtracked a bit, and sure enough, there was a person laying by the edge of the swamp! The person was wearing an army uniform, and as the drone advanced closer, they saw Pitcher plants growing out of his back. Just like the alligator! A tangle of roots fell out of his jacket, burrowing back underground a few feet away. Then they spotted another person, then a third, and then a fourth. As the drone gained elevation and the camera zoomed out, they counted fifteen people in total.
“Well congratulations, Jimmy!” yelled Mac. “Your engineered plant thing surely is saving humanity now!”
Jimmy and Dave sat in shock. None of them spoke for the better part of five minutes.
Jimmy came up with a plan first. “Okay guys, here is what we are going to do. Both of you, go back to your places immediately. I’ll pack up the drone, head back to my place to grab some stuff, then pick you up. If the plant is now killing people, we really can’t stay here! We should stay together. Find someone who will listen. That silver card with the emergency number. You two, call that number on your way back! I’ll come pick you up first, Mac, in 45 minutes maximum!”
Dave and Mac went back to the Subaru and they took off, leaving Jimmy to deal with the drone.
“Alright, I got the number here!” announced Dave as they began to drive. He dialed it and Officer Madson answered.
“Officer!” yelled Dave. “We saw it! The plant out in the swamp! We flew a drone over the area and one of the plants was eating an alligator…”
“A plant eating an alligator! Are you sure? Well, it is confidential information, but the army is looking into it! They mentioned that they must contain something as soon as possible. It must be that plant! They may even have to use large doses of radiation to do so. Do you believe me now that you should leave?” the Officer asked.
“Yes, we are packing some stuff now! But Officer, we didn’t call you about the alligator. We called you about the 15 dead army men! I don’t think they have the situation under control anymore!”
“Dead?!” screamed the officer. “They were supposed to call me this morning. I’m going to place a few calls immediately, believe me! Then I’m getting as far away from this thing as possible!”
Once home, Dave immediately called his wife while gathering important things from his house. He placed them in a box by the front door. He would be ready to go as soon as Jimmy and Mac arrived. He sat down in front of the TV to try and pass time faster, but nothing seemed interesting. He paced back and forth across the living room. A couple times he remembered another important trinket, retrieved it, and placed it in the box. Eventually he lay down on the couch and stared at the ceiling.
He waited, and waited, and waited. Time must have been going in slow motion. He took another minute to concentrate on the absolute silence of his neighborhood street. Usually, it would be full of the sounds of life – cars driving, lawnmowers and leaf blowers, and kids playing basketball a few houses down from his. The silence was ominous, and he began to feel its weight.
He got up and paced some more. The sound of his feet was better than the silence. Then he tried to read a chapter from his favorite book – to no avail. He opened the door to the backyard, drawing it all in just in case he would never see it again. Then he called his wife again.
“Honey, are you on the road?” she asked. And then: “…No? It’s been well over an hour since you called, I thought you said Jimmy was on his way!”
A chill ran up Dave’s spine. Having only met him a couple times, he barely knew Jimmy. But Jimmy did not seem like the type of person to be late to anything.
“I’ll call you back when we are on the road!” Dave said before hanging up.
He grabbed his box of important paperwork and things from around the house and carried them up the street to Mac’s house. He knocked loudly, then rang the bell when he did not answer immediately.
“Jimmy, is that you?” Mac asked. “Come on in - I have everything ready to go!”
Dave pushed the door open. “No! It’s Dave! So he hasn’t come by yet? Where is he? The sun’s setting in an hour or so!” he exclaimed; his voice becoming more frantic as he carried on.
“Relax Dave! Come on in and grab a beer! I’m glad you’re here, the silence is starting to spook me!” Mac responded.
They sat and tried to distract themselves, but the next half hour came and went with no sign of Jimmy.
“Want some chips?” asked Mac, as he stood and walked into the kitchen. He grabbed some plates, a large bag of chips, and opened the freezer to pull out two more beers. “Hey! Look at that! I got a message. Must have been sometime since you got here! Don’t know why it doesn’t ring properly anymore!” Mac walked across the kitchen and pressed the button to play it.
They both knew who it was. It was Jimmy, but his voice was raspy. Even before he began to talk, Dave pulled out his phone, ready to call the emergency number again.
“Sorry Mac. I felt… nauseous and had to… lay down.” They heard him walk to the sink, fill a glass of water, and drink it. “Maybe… just needed water. Anyway… be over… in 10 minutes!” He filled up the glass of water again, and this time audibly chugged it. “I’ve never felt so… dehydrated!” Fifteen seconds of silence passed, and then the water turned on again. It stayed on for too long. Then a crashing thump onto the floor and a scream. “Ouch! Wait… What’s going on?... No! It was on… the drone… the pollen!”
“Mac, let’s go!” Dave yelled, and they both ran to Mac’s Subaru while Dave called the emergency number.
“This if Officer Daniel” the line responded. “How can I assist you?”
“Great! Send someone immediately! Do you know Jimmy? I think he collapsed onto the floor and needs help!” Mac searched for Jimmy’s address and provided it to the Officer.
“I’ll come over right away! You are the last few people in town and I am the last Officer here. Let’s handle this then all get out of here!”
When Dave and Mac arrived, Officer Daniel was already there. A couple lights were on in the house. They got out of the car, and as they approached the front door, Officer Daniel was just coming out, dragging Jimmy along the ground behind him.
“Hey guys! Found him unconscious on the kitchen floor. Nearest hospital is 20 minutes south, even going 30 over on the highway. If you can keep up, I’ll give you an escort! And, whatever you told Officer Madson sure gave him a fright!”
Dave and Mac watched as Jimmy was hauled into the passenger seat of the police car. They got back into the Subaru to follow. They needed to go south too; the faster the better!
Mac carefully followed Officer Daniel, driving as fast as safely possible down the center of the highway. At least the road was empty because everyone else had already evacuated!
“This is crazy!” exclaimed Mac. “It is actually the end of the world! Who ever thought we would witness it? Do you think they might decide to just nuke the whole swamp? That’s what I would do at this point!”
“No, Mac” Dave responded. “Don’t you see? It got Jimmy too! Besides, it’s roots live so deep underground that I don’t know if a Nuke would stop it. Plus, it grows too fast!”
Silence fell between them again, until Dave’s cell phone began to ring.
It was his wife. In tears. “Dave! Are you almost here? They just called me! It’s not safe here either. We have to go further south. Or west to a drier climate. A scientist on the news thought our best chance was to go somewhere dry!”
“We are on our… oh, yikes!”
It happened so suddenly. One moment Officer Daniel was driving straight down the center of the highway with his lights flashing. Then he slowly drifted into the left lane, then the shoulder, and then completely off the side of the road. He hit something, flipped vertically two and a half times, and crashed upside down in a ball of flames!
“The police officer just crashed! Don’t think they could have survived that!” Dave yelled into the phone.
Mac kept driving. “No point in stopping! It’s better this way - we don’t need any more of those cursed plants further away from the swamp!”
“It must have spread from Jimmy to Officer Daniel!” Dave reasoned. “Get the kids ready. Mac and I will come pick you up and then we are getting as far away from here as we can! If they don’t like the heat of the desert, start looking for plots of land there!” He hung up and tried to close his eyes to block the days’ horrors from his mind for just a minute.
Tried – because before they were all the way closed, they hit a big speedbump. Dave bounced on his seat, head almost hitting the ceiling. The Subaru swerved, but Mac regained control – for just a moment – before hitting another big bump.
“Damn it!” Mac cried. “Tire is flat, and it sounds like the axel is shot! What was that?! Something was laying all across the road!” He put on the breaks and came to a stop. He got out of the car, the smell of burning tire rubber now hanging thick.
“Pretty sure I saw what it was, looked like some of those roots!” Dave said.
“Be back in a minute! Glad I finally have a use for this!” Mac opened the trunk of the Subaru, grabbed what looked to be a flamethrower, and ran back along the road. 15 minutes later, he was back, covered in sweat.
“Dave! It was one of those cursed twisted root things like you said! About as thick as my leg! I thought they were only supposed to grow down into the Earth? Jimmy, how dare he help create something like this! I burned it up rather good though and got it off the highway! We have to nuke them, electrocute them, or get the army fight back with flamethrowers! Dave, what are you doing in the driver’s seat? I’m not tired, I can keep driving!”
“Mac. Listen to me. You saw the root, but did you see any of the Pitcher plants with purple flowers?”
“Yeah I did! There were a bunch of them, too. In fact I burned those up too… hey come on! Unlock the doors! I have some tissues in the back seat. One of them sprayed me with something. I got to get it off of me. Dave come on!”
Dave shifted the car into drive and slammed on the gas. Someone had to survive! A frantically running Mac slowly disappeared behind him in the darkness as the flat tire wobbled horrendously on the broken axel. He grabbed his phone and called his wife.
“Honey! I’m still on my way. Ran into a little more trouble, but don’t worry! We’ll take your car instead!”
He went as fast as seemed reasonably possible given the condition of the car and by now he was only a few miles away.
Up ahead, the road was cracked. The locals had complained about it for years to no avail. Vegetation had grown along the cracks and within the potholes. But now those cracks and potholes were filled with dozens - perhaps hundreds - of those carnivorous Pitcher plants with the purple flowers and the poisonous pollen.
Dave did not even consider stopping. He was too panicked. Too desperate to get to his wife and to leave Mac as far behind as possible. He rolled across the Pitcher plants without a second thought. In fact, he wanted to crush them. Take them out from within the perceived safety of the Subaru. As he rolled across them, however, they threw up a thick cloud of pollen. The cars’ ventilation was open, constantly sucking in air from outside, and before Dave even knew what was happening, he inhaled a large lungful of the foul-smelling pollen.
He slammed on the breaks and sat screaming within the car for a full minute. Nothing more he could do. He had tried his best. He exited the car and found a place to lay down and stare up at the stars. He reached for his phone to call his wife but realized that it was still in the car. He was already too nauseous to stand up, having breathed in such a large amount of the pollen. He turned his attention back to the sky. He even saw a few shooting stars before searing pain crossed his forehead. Or were those streaks of light just his vision failing?
“Dave! You came to your senses! Don’t ever leave me like that again! I haven’t run for twenty minutes straight since the 10th grade! I’m feeling awfully thirsty, though, and quite a bit sick. If we can just make it to the hospital, I think they might know what to do. But we have to go quick! Ready to go?... Dave?... What are you doing lying on the ground like that anyway? Don’t you hear your phone ringing? It’s surely your wife!”
But as Mac approached, he lunged back in a fit of fright; for there he spotted two Pitcher plants - potted snugly in the sockets of what used to be eyes.
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This was the third time in only three days when Dave had received orders to leave his house immediately and head to safety. He lived only a few miles from Okefenokee Swamp, and according to all three officers, something dangerous was lurking there. Any additional information was supposedly classified, and he was unable to sway any of them into divulging more. They had each claimed to not know the full story either.
Dave’s wife had insisted on traveling to safety, as did almost everyone else on their street. She had taken their two kids fifty miles south. Luckily, they had evacuated early enough to find a hotel with rooms still available. But without the house, they would be ruined, and so Dave decided to stay. If something were placing his property and lifestyle at risk, he would rather put up a fight than sit idly by. He was used to large snakes and alligators which were common in the swamp. What could be more dangerous than them?
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Dave! Here, take this card. If you notice anything strange or suspicious, give us a call! We would much rather you leave, but if you insist on putting your life at risk, you may as well be of some use!”
With that, Officer Madson left, leaving the street in far too much silence for a Saturday morning. Everyone else had gone, with the exception of one.
“Hey, Mac!” Dave yelled as he banged on the front door of the only other inhabited house. “Mac! Are you there?” he yelled louder.
“Yeah, yeah! Give me a minute!” came the response. “That door is busted enough without you banging on it like that!”
An older, retired man in his early 70s opened the door. A smoke in one hand and a beer in the other.
“Did they get to you yet, Dave? Have you decided to abandon me, too, on this most apocalyptic of fair-weather days? I don’t see no tsunami rolling by, no fiery comets raining down, nor any band of raving wildebeests tearing loose through the streets! Ain’t no way I’m leaving my property, Dave! Five decades I’ve been here, and I recon I may just stay another five! This house is meant for me, and I for it; and no scaredy-cat police department is going to flush me out!”
“No, Mac! Calm down! I insisted on staying. Did they give you one of those silver cards too? With the phone number in case of emergency?” Dave asked.
“Yeah, yeah! They did. Lost it somewhere in the jumble on the table. If I need it bad enough, I’ll resign to cleaning the thing. I woke early to Jimmy calling me around six. He’s the only one left in his neighborhood, and he ain’t budging either! We’re set to meet up 30 minutes from now and you are welcome to join. It is the end of the world after all! The last three holdouts against the great classified unknown!”
Half an hour later, Dave was sitting in the passenger seat of Mac’s old Subaru. Mac’s arm hung out the drivers’ side window; still clutching a half drunken beer. A park halfway between the two neighborhoods was their rendezvous point, and when they arrived, Jimmy was already unpacking and assembling a drone.
“Jimmy! What’s up? That’s quite the gizmo to be playing with when the world’s about to end!” shouted Mac.
“Great, you guys made it! Quick! Come sit down. We are going to do a little snooping! I have a hunch, and I don’t like it!” Jimmy was quite serious, and so Dave and Mac sat opposite to him and watched silently as he finished readying the drone.
“Great idea Jimmy! With that we’ll be able to see what’s going on in the swamp!” Dave exclaimed. “We’ll know what we are up against.”
Jimmy handed a pair of glasses, each, to Dave and Mac. “These will let you see what the drone sees. Fortunately, I had three pairs! Now let’s get to work. You guys know I used to work for the government, right? In the carbon sequestration team, right?” he asked.
Mac looked confused, but Dave briefly remembered a conversation with Jimmy from a couple years prior. Most of Jimmy’s work was confidential and the parts he had discussed were too technical for him, so he had not given it much thought.
Jimmy turned the drone on, calibrated it to hover in the air, and directed it straight up.
“Wow, this has a great camera on it!” exclaimed Mac as the drone rapidly gained altitude. “I need to get one of these for myself!”
“They are nice!” Jimmy started, then more seriously asked “Do either of you remember a year or two ago when the president announced a tremendous breakthrough in carbon sequestration?” Dave and Mac stayed silent and looked at each other in confusion. “Come on guys, it was all over the news! A breakthrough to save humankind. I worked on that project – helped engineer it myself actually – but I became skeptical. I asked too many questions that did not have enough satisfactory answers, I suppose, because I was terminated! Fired, for trying to make sure everything was safe!”
Jimmy angled the drone towards the swamp. They were still a mile or so away, and as the drone began its journey, he continued his story.
Before taking the government job, Jimmy had worked in a biology lab where he studied genetic code; particularly with regards to altering the DNA of plants to make them more resistant to harsh climates. With multiple successes over a twenty-year career, the government had sought out him and his team to work on a much more important project.
The amount of carbon in the atmosphere was reaching dangerous levels, according to the officials. They had hired a thinktank to work tirelessly on finding a solution, and after much deliberation, a type of genetically modified plant seemed to be the best solution.
“Look here guys!” The drone had made it to the swamp, and Jimmy had zoomed the camera in close to the ground. “Do you know what kind of plant this is? It’s a Pitcher plant, one of a dozen or so species of carnivorous plants that live around here. Anyway, our government research began with one of those. I do not know why they chose that plant, but they did. Anyway, its genetic code proved to be very malleable.”
“We were tasked with making certain alterations to its genetic code. In the end, we butchered it and spliced it full of so many additional genes that it became unrecognizable. We spliced in genes to make it grow faster; much faster. Genes to increase its ability to uptake water and nutrients to capture as much carbon as possible. To grow an extensive root system that burrows deep into the ground. To…”
“Wait! I heard about that!” exclaimed Mac. “You designed that crazy plant that grows all those massive twisty roots? That are burrowing God knows where down towards Hell itself?! Didn’t those things cause the earthquakes up near the Canadian border last Spring? Wasn’t one found growing a hundred miles out at sea, which was not supposed to be possible? What ever possessed you to make such a monstrosity?” Mac was clearly uneasy.
“Jimmy, wait, go back!” yelled Dave.
Jimmy flipped a switch to cause the drone to fly in reverse.
“Yes! Right there, that is an alligator, right?” Dave asked.
The alligator was lying on its side, half covered by some sort of vegetation.
Jimmy lowered the drone and as the alligator became more visible, they noticed that it was not a typical plant covering the alligator. It was fifteen or twenty of the carnivorous Pitcher plants, and they were growing out of the rotting corpse of the alligator itself!
“Guys, you have to believe me when I say it was not supposed to be able to do this! We completely removed the gene that coded for the development of the main Pitcher part of the plant. We replaced it with a gene for small purple flowers. I did try to convince the other scientists that something like this was a possibility - and it looks like my fears were correct. The plant had multiple copies of that gene in different parts of its DNA. Random mutations had turned them off throughout eons of evolution, but again by random chance, those genes must have been reactivated. That’s the only explanation for this!”
“Okay…”, began Dave. “But a pitcher plant only eats small insects; they certainly don’t attack alligators!”
“We drastically increased the plants’ ability to seek out water and nutrients so that it would grow as quickly as possible. It must have found a way to digest large animals, like that alligator, which means that it is evolving quickly!”
Jimmy moved the drone as close as possible to the bizarre sight of Pitcher plants growing out of the side of the alligator.
“Look here! See those little purple flowers around the stem of the pitcher? That’s proof that this is our plant! I don’t know how old this one is, but after just a week, its roots will spread out over a 20 foot radius and burrow 100 feet into the ground. It was a huge success. The carbon level in the atmosphere was falling for the first time in centuries. All buried deep underground in the roots of these plants. But it was not supposed to evolve like this! I tried to warn them of the possibility!”
Jimmy must have flown too close and knocked one of the Pitcher plants, for the camera became hazy with what looked like pollen from one of the little purple flowers. He had found the evidence he wanted and pressed the home button on the drones’ control panel to make it return to him.
“Well guys, we found what we were looking for! Maybe it would be best…”
“Jimmy! That’s a person!” yelled Mac. “Lying on the edge of the swamp!”
Jimmy wheeled around, threw his drone glasses back on, and resumed manually navigating the drone. He backtracked a bit, and sure enough, there was a person laying by the edge of the swamp! The person was wearing an army uniform, and as the drone advanced closer, they saw Pitcher plants growing out of his back. Just like the alligator! A tangle of roots fell out of his jacket, burrowing back underground a few feet away. Then they spotted another person, then a third, and then a fourth. As the drone gained elevation and the camera zoomed out, they counted fifteen people in total.
“Well congratulations, Jimmy!” yelled Mac. “Your engineered plant thing surely is saving humanity now!”
Jimmy and Dave sat in shock. None of them spoke for the better part of five minutes.
Jimmy came up with a plan first. “Okay guys, here is what we are going to do. Both of you, go back to your places immediately. I’ll pack up the drone, head back to my place to grab some stuff, then pick you up. If the plant is now killing people, we really can’t stay here! We should stay together. Find someone who will listen. That silver card with the emergency number. You two, call that number on your way back! I’ll come pick you up first, Mac, in 45 minutes maximum!”
Dave and Mac went back to the Subaru and they took off, leaving Jimmy to deal with the drone.
“Alright, I got the number here!” announced Dave as they began to drive. He dialed it and Officer Madson answered.
“Officer!” yelled Dave. “We saw it! The plant out in the swamp! We flew a drone over the area and one of the plants was eating an alligator…”
“A plant eating an alligator! Are you sure? Well, it is confidential information, but the army is looking into it! They mentioned that they must contain something as soon as possible. It must be that plant! They may even have to use large doses of radiation to do so. Do you believe me now that you should leave?” the Officer asked.
“Yes, we are packing some stuff now! But Officer, we didn’t call you about the alligator. We called you about the 15 dead army men! I don’t think they have the situation under control anymore!”
“Dead?!” screamed the officer. “They were supposed to call me this morning. I’m going to place a few calls immediately, believe me! Then I’m getting as far away from this thing as possible!”
Once home, Dave immediately called his wife while gathering important things from his house. He placed them in a box by the front door. He would be ready to go as soon as Jimmy and Mac arrived. He sat down in front of the TV to try and pass time faster, but nothing seemed interesting. He paced back and forth across the living room. A couple times he remembered another important trinket, retrieved it, and placed it in the box. Eventually he lay down on the couch and stared at the ceiling.
He waited, and waited, and waited. Time must have been going in slow motion. He took another minute to concentrate on the absolute silence of his neighborhood street. Usually, it would be full of the sounds of life – cars driving, lawnmowers and leaf blowers, and kids playing basketball a few houses down from his. The silence was ominous, and he began to feel its weight.
He got up and paced some more. The sound of his feet was better than the silence. Then he tried to read a chapter from his favorite book – to no avail. He opened the door to the backyard, drawing it all in just in case he would never see it again. Then he called his wife again.
“Honey, are you on the road?” she asked. And then: “…No? It’s been well over an hour since you called, I thought you said Jimmy was on his way!”
A chill ran up Dave’s spine. Having only met him a couple times, he barely knew Jimmy. But Jimmy did not seem like the type of person to be late to anything.
“I’ll call you back when we are on the road!” Dave said before hanging up.
He grabbed his box of important paperwork and things from around the house and carried them up the street to Mac’s house. He knocked loudly, then rang the bell when he did not answer immediately.
“Jimmy, is that you?” Mac asked. “Come on in - I have everything ready to go!”
Dave pushed the door open. “No! It’s Dave! So he hasn’t come by yet? Where is he? The sun’s setting in an hour or so!” he exclaimed; his voice becoming more frantic as he carried on.
“Relax Dave! Come on in and grab a beer! I’m glad you’re here, the silence is starting to spook me!” Mac responded.
They sat and tried to distract themselves, but the next half hour came and went with no sign of Jimmy.
“Want some chips?” asked Mac, as he stood and walked into the kitchen. He grabbed some plates, a large bag of chips, and opened the freezer to pull out two more beers. “Hey! Look at that! I got a message. Must have been sometime since you got here! Don’t know why it doesn’t ring properly anymore!” Mac walked across the kitchen and pressed the button to play it.
They both knew who it was. It was Jimmy, but his voice was raspy. Even before he began to talk, Dave pulled out his phone, ready to call the emergency number again.
“Sorry Mac. I felt… nauseous and had to… lay down.” They heard him walk to the sink, fill a glass of water, and drink it. “Maybe… just needed water. Anyway… be over… in 10 minutes!” He filled up the glass of water again, and this time audibly chugged it. “I’ve never felt so… dehydrated!” Fifteen seconds of silence passed, and then the water turned on again. It stayed on for too long. Then a crashing thump onto the floor and a scream. “Ouch! Wait… What’s going on?... No! It was on… the drone… the pollen!”
“Mac, let’s go!” Dave yelled, and they both ran to Mac’s Subaru while Dave called the emergency number.
“This if Officer Daniel” the line responded. “How can I assist you?”
“Great! Send someone immediately! Do you know Jimmy? I think he collapsed onto the floor and needs help!” Mac searched for Jimmy’s address and provided it to the Officer.
“I’ll come over right away! You are the last few people in town and I am the last Officer here. Let’s handle this then all get out of here!”
When Dave and Mac arrived, Officer Daniel was already there. A couple lights were on in the house. They got out of the car, and as they approached the front door, Officer Daniel was just coming out, dragging Jimmy along the ground behind him.
“Hey guys! Found him unconscious on the kitchen floor. Nearest hospital is 20 minutes south, even going 30 over on the highway. If you can keep up, I’ll give you an escort! And, whatever you told Officer Madson sure gave him a fright!”
Dave and Mac watched as Jimmy was hauled into the passenger seat of the police car. They got back into the Subaru to follow. They needed to go south too; the faster the better!
Mac carefully followed Officer Daniel, driving as fast as safely possible down the center of the highway. At least the road was empty because everyone else had already evacuated!
“This is crazy!” exclaimed Mac. “It is actually the end of the world! Who ever thought we would witness it? Do you think they might decide to just nuke the whole swamp? That’s what I would do at this point!”
“No, Mac” Dave responded. “Don’t you see? It got Jimmy too! Besides, it’s roots live so deep underground that I don’t know if a Nuke would stop it. Plus, it grows too fast!”
Silence fell between them again, until Dave’s cell phone began to ring.
It was his wife. In tears. “Dave! Are you almost here? They just called me! It’s not safe here either. We have to go further south. Or west to a drier climate. A scientist on the news thought our best chance was to go somewhere dry!”
“We are on our… oh, yikes!”
It happened so suddenly. One moment Officer Daniel was driving straight down the center of the highway with his lights flashing. Then he slowly drifted into the left lane, then the shoulder, and then completely off the side of the road. He hit something, flipped vertically two and a half times, and crashed upside down in a ball of flames!
“The police officer just crashed! Don’t think they could have survived that!” Dave yelled into the phone.
Mac kept driving. “No point in stopping! It’s better this way - we don’t need any more of those cursed plants further away from the swamp!”
“It must have spread from Jimmy to Officer Daniel!” Dave reasoned. “Get the kids ready. Mac and I will come pick you up and then we are getting as far away from here as we can! If they don’t like the heat of the desert, start looking for plots of land there!” He hung up and tried to close his eyes to block the days’ horrors from his mind for just a minute.
Tried – because before they were all the way closed, they hit a big speedbump. Dave bounced on his seat, head almost hitting the ceiling. The Subaru swerved, but Mac regained control – for just a moment – before hitting another big bump.
“Damn it!” Mac cried. “Tire is flat, and it sounds like the axel is shot! What was that?! Something was laying all across the road!” He put on the breaks and came to a stop. He got out of the car, the smell of burning tire rubber now hanging thick.
“Pretty sure I saw what it was, looked like some of those roots!” Dave said.
“Be back in a minute! Glad I finally have a use for this!” Mac opened the trunk of the Subaru, grabbed what looked to be a flamethrower, and ran back along the road. 15 minutes later, he was back, covered in sweat.
“Dave! It was one of those cursed twisted root things like you said! About as thick as my leg! I thought they were only supposed to grow down into the Earth? Jimmy, how dare he help create something like this! I burned it up rather good though and got it off the highway! We have to nuke them, electrocute them, or get the army fight back with flamethrowers! Dave, what are you doing in the driver’s seat? I’m not tired, I can keep driving!”
“Mac. Listen to me. You saw the root, but did you see any of the Pitcher plants with purple flowers?”
“Yeah I did! There were a bunch of them, too. In fact I burned those up too… hey come on! Unlock the doors! I have some tissues in the back seat. One of them sprayed me with something. I got to get it off of me. Dave come on!”
Dave shifted the car into drive and slammed on the gas. Someone had to survive! A frantically running Mac slowly disappeared behind him in the darkness as the flat tire wobbled horrendously on the broken axel. He grabbed his phone and called his wife.
“Honey! I’m still on my way. Ran into a little more trouble, but don’t worry! We’ll take your car instead!”
He went as fast as seemed reasonably possible given the condition of the car and by now he was only a few miles away.
Up ahead, the road was cracked. The locals had complained about it for years to no avail. Vegetation had grown along the cracks and within the potholes. But now those cracks and potholes were filled with dozens - perhaps hundreds - of those carnivorous Pitcher plants with the purple flowers and the poisonous pollen.
Dave did not even consider stopping. He was too panicked. Too desperate to get to his wife and to leave Mac as far behind as possible. He rolled across the Pitcher plants without a second thought. In fact, he wanted to crush them. Take them out from within the perceived safety of the Subaru. As he rolled across them, however, they threw up a thick cloud of pollen. The cars’ ventilation was open, constantly sucking in air from outside, and before Dave even knew what was happening, he inhaled a large lungful of the foul-smelling pollen.
He slammed on the breaks and sat screaming within the car for a full minute. Nothing more he could do. He had tried his best. He exited the car and found a place to lay down and stare up at the stars. He reached for his phone to call his wife but realized that it was still in the car. He was already too nauseous to stand up, having breathed in such a large amount of the pollen. He turned his attention back to the sky. He even saw a few shooting stars before searing pain crossed his forehead. Or were those streaks of light just his vision failing?
“Dave! You came to your senses! Don’t ever leave me like that again! I haven’t run for twenty minutes straight since the 10th grade! I’m feeling awfully thirsty, though, and quite a bit sick. If we can just make it to the hospital, I think they might know what to do. But we have to go quick! Ready to go?... Dave?... What are you doing lying on the ground like that anyway? Don’t you hear your phone ringing? It’s surely your wife!”
But as Mac approached, he lunged back in a fit of fright; for there he spotted two Pitcher plants - potted snugly in the sockets of what used to be eyes.
2024.05.08 14:40 dynastycnc Bad Fuel, Expensive Lesson
Hard Lesson - Bad fuel put my WRX out (2021 WRX base FA20)
Well, after going through a nightmare with my recently purchased 2021 WRX base 6 speed, I figured I would share with everyone. Might help someone out experiencing the same symptoms I had. Grab some pop corn lol.
(I'll just journal it from start , to where I am at with the car now.)
Trying to find a manual car was already limiting our options, and we really didn't want to go over 30k, so a WRX seemed to fit the bill. ( We don't regret this at all)
All the dealerships with "stock" WRX's were high mileage and really sketchy. We finally found one at a Subaru dealership but with a catch, it's lightly modified. Reviewed with the wife, and we decided to take a look at it.
The car is in perfect condition, inside and out. 22,000 miles , car drove perfect and for 27k we decided to purchase it . Its note worthy the salesman said he knew the prior owner, had full service record, and the car was traded in with another BRZ that was also in great condition. We felt pretty confident with the purchase.
The mods list :
-ETS STOCK TURBO AIR INTAKE
-INVIDIA 3" HIGH FLOW J-PIPE
-3" CAT BACK EXHAUST SYSTEM
-GRIMMSPEED 3 PORT EBCS
-IAG STREET SERIES V3 AOS
-ETS FRONT MOUNT INTERCOOLER
-HKS VTA BOV
-PERRIN TURBO INLET
-E85 KIT WITH ETHANOL SENSOR.
-PRO TUNE BY PHAT BOTTI TUNING IN CALI
Car is running excellent. We are enjoying the warm days that we can before the summer really comes in. Decided to take the wife on a date on the weekend for the night , and all went well.
On the way to pick up our 2 children from my mothers house, I decided to fill up and show my wife the Ethanol reading spike when I filled up with e85. ( I have been switching between e85 and 93, but my wife hasn't seen it actually read it live. )
I know, I should have tested this fuel, but we specifically went out to a better "area" and went to a top tier BP. Filled up from 1/4 tank to full. ( Still, I take accountability, and its an expensive lesson I have to pay for now.)
Soon as we hop on the freeway, my readings go from 26% and steadily drop to 13%. I instantly knew something was up.
Next morning I call Michigan Department of Agriculture to file a report, mind you this is Sunday morning. To leave a report you just leave a voicemail.
Literally next morning on Monday, I get a phone call from a state agent, saying they tested the fuel onsite and will send it to the lab for more precise results. Car is still running fine, I am staying out of wide open throttle and staying out of boost as much as I can. It burns through the entire tank with no issues.
A week later, state calls me saying to go get my money back because the fuel is regular 87 fuel, not e85.... great...
I go to the station , and the guy is arguing with me how much trouble this has caused him and now it all has to be shut down and cleaned... I just want my 30 dollars back, which he ends up giving to me. He made me sign a paper saying I received my money back. (I recorded the conversation as my wife was curious lol.)
After filling up again and burning through about half a tank of fresh fuel, the car starts giving me problems. It first started with the slightest misfire, only during idle.
Next morning the car took several cranks to get it started. Had a misfire, and the car ran like shit. Reset the code with the AP, and tried again. Car started smoother, but was idling much worst. Decided its time to tow it into the dealership.
Dealership calls and says its spark plugs and or coil pack. Coil packs are on back order but they really only think its spark plugs. I decide to do the spark plugs and pay over $600 bucks. ( I have explained to them about the bad fuel, and they still insisted all was well.)
Car misfired and ran like shit when idling, could hear distinct light ticks in the exhaust when idling. However the car ran fine when under load.
Schedule and drive the car to tune shop #1, I tasked them with 2 things, give me a detailed list of what's on the car , as the dealership didn't provide me a list ; and figure out why the car is still running like shit.
They did an excellent job, gave me a detailed list, did a compression check ( all cylinders came in at 200 psi. ) and diagnosed the car with fuel a injector problem in cylinder #4. They didn't have the tool to properly do the injector, so I sent it to tune shop #2. These guys (tune shop #1) are awesome and honest, had a great experience. They spent a lot of time on the car , and cost me only $300 out the door.
tune shop #2 diagnosed car, the new spark plug in #4 the dealership put in is fowled, and #1 isn't gapped properly , its extremely tight. They end up recommending a leak down test on the car . Test came back today as 5% leak-down across the board. So finally some good news.
They are certain its the fuel injector at this point, and will proceed to change it out with fresh new spark plugs.
The total for here is just over $1,700.
My whole point with this ? :
****TEST YOUR FUEL****
Dealership is useless. Techs didn't give a shit about solving my actual problem.
( I'm not attacking my sales rep, he sold me a solid , clean car. I'm just upset the dealership just wanted to keep changing out parts at my expense instead of actually helping me.)
Just in general, the feeling of these tune shops feels way more confident.
-I hope my expensive journey helps someone out, or at least entertains some of you lmao.
UPDATE : I received the car from tune shop #2. Super excited and the car is running awesome. Drove it 40 minutes home and made a few more trips and the car idles like new.
Hopefully everything keeps running smooth !
Tune shop was awesome. Knowledgeable people and honest. Money well spent!
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Well, after going through a nightmare with my recently purchased 2021 WRX base 6 speed, I figured I would share with everyone. Might help someone out experiencing the same symptoms I had. Grab some pop corn lol.
(I'll just journal it from start , to where I am at with the car now.)
Trying to find a manual car was already limiting our options, and we really didn't want to go over 30k, so a WRX seemed to fit the bill. ( We don't regret this at all)
All the dealerships with "stock" WRX's were high mileage and really sketchy. We finally found one at a Subaru dealership but with a catch, it's lightly modified. Reviewed with the wife, and we decided to take a look at it.
The car is in perfect condition, inside and out. 22,000 miles , car drove perfect and for 27k we decided to purchase it . Its note worthy the salesman said he knew the prior owner, had full service record, and the car was traded in with another BRZ that was also in great condition. We felt pretty confident with the purchase.
The mods list :
-ETS STOCK TURBO AIR INTAKE
-INVIDIA 3" HIGH FLOW J-PIPE
-3" CAT BACK EXHAUST SYSTEM
-GRIMMSPEED 3 PORT EBCS
-IAG STREET SERIES V3 AOS
-ETS FRONT MOUNT INTERCOOLER
-HKS VTA BOV
-PERRIN TURBO INLET
-E85 KIT WITH ETHANOL SENSOR.
-PRO TUNE BY PHAT BOTTI TUNING IN CALI
Car is running excellent. We are enjoying the warm days that we can before the summer really comes in. Decided to take the wife on a date on the weekend for the night , and all went well.
On the way to pick up our 2 children from my mothers house, I decided to fill up and show my wife the Ethanol reading spike when I filled up with e85. ( I have been switching between e85 and 93, but my wife hasn't seen it actually read it live. )
I know, I should have tested this fuel, but we specifically went out to a better "area" and went to a top tier BP. Filled up from 1/4 tank to full. ( Still, I take accountability, and its an expensive lesson I have to pay for now.)
Soon as we hop on the freeway, my readings go from 26% and steadily drop to 13%. I instantly knew something was up.
Next morning I call Michigan Department of Agriculture to file a report, mind you this is Sunday morning. To leave a report you just leave a voicemail.
Literally next morning on Monday, I get a phone call from a state agent, saying they tested the fuel onsite and will send it to the lab for more precise results. Car is still running fine, I am staying out of wide open throttle and staying out of boost as much as I can. It burns through the entire tank with no issues.
A week later, state calls me saying to go get my money back because the fuel is regular 87 fuel, not e85.... great...
I go to the station , and the guy is arguing with me how much trouble this has caused him and now it all has to be shut down and cleaned... I just want my 30 dollars back, which he ends up giving to me. He made me sign a paper saying I received my money back. (I recorded the conversation as my wife was curious lol.)
After filling up again and burning through about half a tank of fresh fuel, the car starts giving me problems. It first started with the slightest misfire, only during idle.
Next morning the car took several cranks to get it started. Had a misfire, and the car ran like shit. Reset the code with the AP, and tried again. Car started smoother, but was idling much worst. Decided its time to tow it into the dealership.
Dealership calls and says its spark plugs and or coil pack. Coil packs are on back order but they really only think its spark plugs. I decide to do the spark plugs and pay over $600 bucks. ( I have explained to them about the bad fuel, and they still insisted all was well.)
4 spark plug turned out to be extremely dark, indicating rich fuel condition.
I picked up the car, started and idled fine. I drive to the gas station and literally as I come to a complete stop at the pump, I feel it start to misfire. I got fresh fuel again, and drove home ( about 15 miles )Car misfired and ran like shit when idling, could hear distinct light ticks in the exhaust when idling. However the car ran fine when under load.
Schedule and drive the car to tune shop #1, I tasked them with 2 things, give me a detailed list of what's on the car , as the dealership didn't provide me a list ; and figure out why the car is still running like shit.
They did an excellent job, gave me a detailed list, did a compression check ( all cylinders came in at 200 psi. ) and diagnosed the car with fuel a injector problem in cylinder #4. They didn't have the tool to properly do the injector, so I sent it to tune shop #2. These guys (tune shop #1) are awesome and honest, had a great experience. They spent a lot of time on the car , and cost me only $300 out the door.
tune shop #2 diagnosed car, the new spark plug in #4 the dealership put in is fowled, and #1 isn't gapped properly , its extremely tight. They end up recommending a leak down test on the car . Test came back today as 5% leak-down across the board. So finally some good news.
They are certain its the fuel injector at this point, and will proceed to change it out with fresh new spark plugs.
The total for here is just over $1,700.
My whole point with this ? :
****TEST YOUR FUEL****
Dealership is useless. Techs didn't give a shit about solving my actual problem.
( I'm not attacking my sales rep, he sold me a solid , clean car. I'm just upset the dealership just wanted to keep changing out parts at my expense instead of actually helping me.)
Just in general, the feeling of these tune shops feels way more confident.
-I hope my expensive journey helps someone out, or at least entertains some of you lmao.
UPDATE : I received the car from tune shop #2. Super excited and the car is running awesome. Drove it 40 minutes home and made a few more trips and the car idles like new.
Hopefully everything keeps running smooth !
Tune shop was awesome. Knowledgeable people and honest. Money well spent!
2024.05.06 19:00 altasnob WA State Patrol fined $750,000 for failing to disclose public records after Pierce County crash
The Washington State Patrol has been fined $750,000 for public-disclosure failures surrounding a couple’s efforts to find out why troopers dismissed a citation given to a driver believed responsible for a crash that killed their son.
If upheld, the fine imposed by Pierce County Superior Court Judge Bryan Chushcoff would be among the largest public-records penalties levied against a public agency, according to the Washington Coalition for Open Government.
Issac Adler was stopped at a red light on Highway 512 near Interstate 5 when his Subaru was struck from behind by a speeding vehicle driven by a man identified in court documents as Patrick Nicholas III. Adler’s car was spun around and crushed, and he suffered fatal injuries. Nicholas was not hurt, according to the lawsuit.
The Adlers learned Nicholas had a long history of criminal convictions and traffic violations. At the time of the crash, he was driving on a suspended license and was not insured, according to court records. He was cited for negligent driving and lack of insurance and allowed to leave the scene, according to court documents.
Court records show that citation was “voided” at the request of the trooper without explanation about two weeks later, prompting the Adlers to file the first of more than three dozen public disclosure requests to try to find out why. When they didn’t get the documents they asked for, they hired an attorney and sued.
The lawsuit stated that since then, Nicholas “has never been cited, prosecuted, fined or penalized in any way for his actions” that day. While troopers at the scene had asked for criminal investigators to respond, they were unable to come to the scene. The Adlers’ Seattle attorney, Tim Ford, believes says this poisoned any future plans to investigate or prosecute a crime because Nicholas was not arrested, his car wasn’t impounded and he was not tested for impairment.
Ford said it appears the State Patrol “dropped the ball” and the troopers didn’t file additional reports or start building a required noncriminal “Fatality Packet” until the Adlers began filing public records requests six months later.
Full article behind paywall:
https://www.seattletimes.com/seattle-news/law-justice/wa-state-patrol-fined-750000-for-failing-to-disclose-public-records-after-crash/
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If upheld, the fine imposed by Pierce County Superior Court Judge Bryan Chushcoff would be among the largest public-records penalties levied against a public agency, according to the Washington Coalition for Open Government.
Issac Adler was stopped at a red light on Highway 512 near Interstate 5 when his Subaru was struck from behind by a speeding vehicle driven by a man identified in court documents as Patrick Nicholas III. Adler’s car was spun around and crushed, and he suffered fatal injuries. Nicholas was not hurt, according to the lawsuit.
The Adlers learned Nicholas had a long history of criminal convictions and traffic violations. At the time of the crash, he was driving on a suspended license and was not insured, according to court records. He was cited for negligent driving and lack of insurance and allowed to leave the scene, according to court documents.
Court records show that citation was “voided” at the request of the trooper without explanation about two weeks later, prompting the Adlers to file the first of more than three dozen public disclosure requests to try to find out why. When they didn’t get the documents they asked for, they hired an attorney and sued.
The lawsuit stated that since then, Nicholas “has never been cited, prosecuted, fined or penalized in any way for his actions” that day. While troopers at the scene had asked for criminal investigators to respond, they were unable to come to the scene. The Adlers’ Seattle attorney, Tim Ford, believes says this poisoned any future plans to investigate or prosecute a crime because Nicholas was not arrested, his car wasn’t impounded and he was not tested for impairment.
Ford said it appears the State Patrol “dropped the ball” and the troopers didn’t file additional reports or start building a required noncriminal “Fatality Packet” until the Adlers began filing public records requests six months later.
Full article behind paywall:
https://www.seattletimes.com/seattle-news/law-justice/wa-state-patrol-fined-750000-for-failing-to-disclose-public-records-after-crash/
2024.05.05 18:29 Fearless_Savings4335 Newest Subarus easier to steal?
 | Until this AM when I opened NextDoor I thought Subarus were harder to steal. Apparently not. submitted by Fearless_Savings4335 to subaru [link] [comments] |