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howtolooksmax.com How to looksmax is a community for men and women to post their pictures for others to give advice on how to improve their appearance.
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2014.08.19 17:49 CurtisKingsmith For hot Latino men

This subreddit is for pics and videos of sexy Latino men.
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2024.05.09 02:44 Saca312 [FS][USA][CAN] VOUCHED SALE! F0G, $TÜ$$¥, DÜJ@ V£, M@1$0N K1TSÜN£, TH1$1$N3V£RTH@T, ŁV ȚŘÅ1N€Ř$, T$1 HIGH M0CHÂ, R3V3RS3, G0LF, 0L1V3, PH@NT0M, ¥Z¥ BR3D, ÄJ1 BLK T0E, UNI0N, RUST, ÄJ4 M1ÐŃ1ĞĦŤ Ņ@V¥, M1L1T@RY BLÜE & BLACK ,0R30, M3T@ŁĽ1C PŪŘPŁ£, BR3D REIM@GINED, RETAIL BLK C@T + MORE

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Retails, the real deal, authenticated from eBay. Never wore them myself, previous owner did give it some use though. Got these just to see how GX and PK4.0 compared, so don't need these anymore lol.
These come with no box but I can provide a non-retail rep AJ4 blk c@t box if desired. Authentication ebay tag is still attached and will come with the authentication card it came with.
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  • PRICING: Pricing is determined by the acquisition cost (batch), convenience of domestic shipping, popularity and subjective assessment of quality.
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  • BATCH VARIABILITY: Please note that due to batch restocks and material supply constraints, I cannot guarantee a specific batch will have equivalent materials to oldenewer restocks. Therefore, I'm no longer listing the batch name. However, I'm here to provide my best interpretation + the batch supplier claims it is upon request. Typically, price is reflective of whether its a high quality batch or lower quality.
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2024.05.09 02:41 CapAccomplished8072 We need to talk about RWBY. Does it have flaws in its writing? Sure, but you will not find RWBY fans claiming it to be the next Game of Thrones or FMA. We're just saying its a good show worth watching. Let me explain where RWBY does ok in writing women and LGBT. And writing overall.

I am NOT going to call RWBY a masterpiece, and if someone tries claiming we do, they are lying about us as they lie about the show.But the way people try to analyze the show and nitpick it to death is worthy of psychological study, as the hatred against the show and its fans is as if the show itself is some type of crime against humanity according to a lot of people. Try talking about RWBY WITHOUT somebody jumping into the conversation out of nowhere and screaming about their hatred for the show.
We JUST want to talk about the show and encourage others to give it a chance, because there are many of us who like it.
What I AM however saying? Is that RWBY is much better than you give it credit for, and all I ask is that you please give the show a chance, and not try to stop others from giving it a chance.
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2024.05.09 02:38 Willing-History-1896 Mansplaining

They meant it backwards. The sisterhood genuinely believes that only males can think. They are robbing it out of us like a panty raid in middle school. They literally use us to think for them because they believe that it's biological that only men can think independently.
I wish this was fake. It is real, no red turn around. They're that lost.
Oh, and somehow, men can't 'see' like they can.
They act like the metaphors are literally true. Unironically, no self awareness.
And believe only they can see correctly or some nonsense.
And it looks like a pervasive issue. They took the metaphors literally, and are using men dominantly, because 'men lead families' when turned around actually means 'women are totalitarian fascists'.
They despise the right hand, or blue hand. Believe it us evil.
I'm not kidding, that's where this is stuck at.
I'm in awe of it, I really am. They're schizophrenic narcissists because they institutionalized metaphors as literal truth.
And want to steal mojo from their fathers and brothers, because only they can lead correctly, because that's what the stories are saying
My sister is using magic trying to rape me so she can steal my spiritual power for herself, and she tries to pretend to be other people to trick me into giving it.
Oh, i wish I were joking. This is real. Right hand real. They're completely confused beyond anything I believed possible. Feral hag doesn't even begin to cover it.
I shouldn't still be subjected to their lies and abuses. They should get cut off entirely. Why yall allow women to guide men when the sisterhood is so crooked is beyond my comprehension.
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2024.05.09 02:19 Arktikos02 I feel like the meme "not all disabilities look like this... Some of them look like this" it's kind of ableist.

Okay so if you don't know what the meme is it is a picture that is divided into two parts with a diagonal line.
The top part shows the typical disability icon that you see in a lot of places at least in the US. There is a arrow that points to the icon and some words that say that not all disabilities look like this.
This is true.
Then there is another image that is of a picture of the man icon that you often see in bathrooms for men. Then there is a text that says that some disabilities look like this.
This is also true.
Unfortunately the meme takes this very good picture and then takes the second image of the man and replaces it with something else.
So if you look for this meme format, one of them is just TikTok, another is the Communist flag, another is the LGBT flag.
It's so ableist and it's also bad because it's taking an actual message that is supposed to help break down ableism and then just makes it ableist.
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2024.05.09 02:13 Zhule88 Black water buccaneers

So I was hoping to get some eyes on this, and see if anyone has suggestions. Also just hoping to get general thoughts on the whole thing.
Groth, the White Death, The Walking Blizzard, let out a low growl and gingerly dabbed at his head wound, as he made his way towards the ship’s bridge. With XO Gwip, and Chief Security Officer Diroon, still stuck in medical; after the events of the most recent raid. It fell to him as Captain, to shut off the ship’s proximity alarm. In his haste, and still half asleep, he had once again smashed his head into the low doorframe of his quarters. He was unsure if a piece of metal had finally worked its way free from the constant blunt force trauma of skull meeting metal; or if he had simply slammed into the door with enough force to cause his skin to split open. Either way, he now had a streak of magenta blood staining his otherwise pristine white face fur.

Groth was by no means the smartest or most friendly looking Aolthundian; which said quite a bit, since the Aolthundians as a race were not well known for their intellects or charming visages. Aolthundians were known for their massive frames, immense strength, and durability/resistance against most forms of small to medium caliber weapons. These traits made them some of the most sought-after mercenaries within the Galactic Union. It also made them some of the most dangerous pirates, that the GU had to contend with.

Groth was a prime example of his race, standing at a massive 30 Galactic Standard Units [12.835 feet] when bipedal, and a still respectable 11.3 GSU [4.83451667 feet] while quadrupedal. Groth was descended from one of the largest and most powerful sub-species of his race. Hailing from the farthest northern cotenant of Aolthun, his ancestors had evolved to both blend in with their frozen environment, while also having grown massive to better fight against their ancestral opponents, the Bif. While it had been several millennia since the Aolthundians had gained sapience, and the Bif had long since died off, some ancestral traits still manifested within the bloodlines of families like Groth’s.

Groth didn’t know many things, he’d left much of that “big picture” stuff in the hands of his XO, and lifelong friend, Gwip. The only things he knew for sure at the moment; was that he absolutely hated being stuck on this third hand shoebox sized Nimean1 rust bucket; he absolutely despised the high pitches screaming of the proximity alarm; and that the last four [weeks] were somehow all Gwip’s fault.

Groth could still hear Gwip’s words from all those [Years] ago. “Man, screw fighting and dying for someone else’s petty squabbles. Let’s become privateers! Think of the fame and fortune... What are you stupid? Don’t buy new. Might as well throw your credits into the void? Save some chits, and get a used ship... No, no! Not an Aolthundian frigate, they’ll turn most of the ship to slag before risking getting within a light hour of us if they think they’re up against Aolthundians. Our best shot is to catch them by surprise, as they say “No one expects the Aolthundian Inquisition” ... Get this one, no one’s going to except a bunch of Aolthundians to be on a Nimean freighter. It’s the perfect cover”

Groth had to begrudgingly admit that at least some of that advice had proven correct thus far. Every single ship they had encountered, had vastly underestimated them. But who could blame them? A ship design so old, that it hadn’t seen production in over 30 [years]. No doubt crewed by a group of Nimeans. Nimeans who were so strapped for cash they couldn’t even afford to hire a security corvette, despite needing to travel through such a dangerous patch of grey space. Clearly, the Nimean captain had to be up to their eyestalks in debt if they were risking not only their own life, but also the lives of their crew, on an “all or nothing” run like this. Traveling through grey space, could often cut [weeks] off your travel time. It also meant one could avoid the costly travel permits, and toll fees, you were required to pay if you used the GU controlled space lanes. Surely such a run meant a ship filled to the brim with easy to move loot. Or perhaps it was a group of Nimeans who were running illegal goods. They hoped that the age of their ship, and their race’s pacifistic reputation would shield them from being accosted. Either way, the whole thing screamed “easy score” to the pirates who trolled these back alley short cuts. It was also well known that Nimeans went for a high price on the slave markets of the Outer Rim.

Everything had been going great for 4 [years]. Near constant raids by pirates, slavers, and the other low lives of the galaxy, meant that the crew wanted for little in regards to food or entertainment. The bounties Groth collected from dealing with these groups, along with the profits from selling off their illegally gotten goods, allowed for an immense amount of custom work to be done on the freighter. Modified smuggler hatches, enhances shield arrays, retrofitted heavy armor that doubled as prevention against internal scanning, not to mention the upgraded ‘asteroid defense system’ were but a few examples of the modifications Groth and Gwip had made since buying the rust bucket. All the upgrades meant that the ship could punch well above its weight class. Not that all those upgrades had mattered during their last raid.

It had all started off as it normally did. The enemy ship had “caught them by surprise”, Groth’s crew had hidden away in the modified smuggler hatches. The enemy boarded the ship and began to fight their way through the automated defense system. Once they were a good distance into the ship, Groth and the crew exited their hiding spots. Gwip and his team would flank the enemies from behind, while Groth and his team would secure the enemy ship.

Everything was going like clockwork; at least until the enemy’s combatants decided to self-detonate rather than be captured. Groth had lost half a dozen crew in the blink of an eye, as their prey literally exploded underneath them. Another dozen, including Gwip and Diroon, where only critically injured during the chaos. Saved the worst of it by either being further away from the detonating invaders, or simply happening to be behind a crew member who bore the brunt of the explosive force and super-heated shrapnel.

The enemy ship had tried to flee, only to find that when they had latched onto the freighter; the freighter had latched onto them as well. High intensity Grav-beams made sure that no ship could escape once they docked, at least not without tearing a massive chunk out of their hull and superstructure.

Their hopes for escape dashed, the enemy captain had chosen to do the unthinkable. Rather than surrender or even go down fighting, the cowardly bastard had scuttled his ship. The resulting explosion, coupled with the proximity of the two ships, had caused massive damage to the Nimean freighter. The containment fields on the FTL engines where cracked, meaning the ship risked catastrophic system and structural collapse anytime it made a jump. The weapon systems were FUBAR. Even the impulse engines were down to sub 50% efficacy. The only silver lining was that by some miracle, the electronic warfare suite (EWS) had managed to come out of everything relatively unharmed.

Groth finally reached the bridge, and turned off the alarm. As he scanned the incoming data, the rest of the crew, most of whom had been hibernating, slowly check in. It seemed there was a ship that had just come into sensor range. It wasn’t broadcasting any identification signal, and its make doesn’t match anything Groth had seen before. Preliminary scans indicated that the ship was damaged, but still held multiple life signs. Given the damage reports and the ship’s current location, it stood to reason that it had recently been engaged in a raid. Though if it had been the aggressor or victim remained unclear.

Taking a risk, Groth hailed the ship using a high end Nimean VI/VR program he had installed to mask who was really on the freighter. Seconds seemed to pass like hours as he waited for a reply. Eventually the opposing ship responded, seeming to finally acknowledge the presence of the Nimean ship. The creature that responded was not one that Groth was familiar with, it appeared to be bipedal with two arms that sprouted from near the top of its chest. The arms were neither overly long nor stubby, seeming to have a joint about half way down. Each arm ended in a five-digit grasping appendage. They were clearly of mammalian ancestry, but for some reason lacked almost any hair. What limited hair Groth could see, seemed to be focused around the top of their skulls and for some around their primary consumption / communication orifice.

Doing a quick data search, Groth was finally able to pull up a species name. Apparently, the beings had many names for their race, but the two most common ones seemed to be Human or Terran. Apparently, their race had only recently, about 15 of their [years], made contact with the Union. The data logs held little information about the race; only some basic anatomy charts, a rough translation of a few of their more prominent languages, and some rough design documents about Terran ship styles.

As the human captain greeted the Nimean avatar Groth used, it spoke of happiness at having found another friendly ship in this sector. The EWS sent a silent message to Groth’s screen, it had managed to break through the, frankly juvenile, security protections that the human ship had used. The EWS had identified that the “human” ship was using their own form of VR overlay. This revelation set Groth on edge, a feeling made worse when a moment later the EWS identified that ship was not actually being piloted by humans. The EWS informed him that it detected no human life signs still aboard the ship. Groth pressed a button, and the EWS projected the image of the ship’s bridge onto a new screen.

The sight that met him, caused him to thank the Ancients for his own VR overlay. The bridge of the enemy ship was splattered with dark crimson blood. Dozens of human corpses still floated where they had been shot. Scattered around the room were various Anstenii2, Groth watched as one of them tore the arm off a human corpse, before shoving the bloody limb into its toothy muzzle.

Groth had no love for the Anstenii, hell he doubted anyone loved the Anstenii. Groth could understand pirates and slavers. He didn’t agree with what they did, but he could understand why some of them did terrible things. When you had no other options, you’d do damn near anything for money or simply to survive. The Anstenii though, no, those monsters didn’t attack ships out of need or even greed. They raided ships for the sheer enjoyment they found in ending other sapient life.

A small part of Groth was happy they had found this group of Anstenii. Groth was not a good person; one does not become a privateer if they are a “good person”. The job required its practitioners to be willing and able to kill at the drop of a hat. Those who did this job needed to be able to end dozens of sapient lives, and still go to sleep with a clear conscience. No, Groth was not a good person, that said he could at least make the universe a little better by purging some true evil.

The “Human” ship had begun to approach the freighter, by some twisted luck their engines seemed to have been damaged when the Anstenii had assaulted the craft. With the human ship moving at limited impulse, Groth was afforded precious few extra minutes to prepare. While Groth had never been a “big picture” or “plan for the future” kind of guy, he had always excelled at combat and battle planning. With his crew already down more than half their numbers, he would have to be extra careful engaging the Anstenii. Sure, the little bastards could never hope to match him or his boys in one-on-one combat. However, he highly doubted the Anstenii would call for honorable single combat; no, the monsters would use their numbers. Hell, even a group of Nimeans had been known to take down an Aolthundian before. All they had to do was swarmed their opponent with enough beings, and be willing to suffer heavy losses.

Groth made the call, all able hands to the hatches, double time. Anyone too injured to move freely, needed to grab a weapon and report to medical. If his plan failed, they would be the last line of defense between the Anstenii hoard and their comatose companions. Anyone not in their assigned position after 5 [minutes], risked being marked as a hostile by the automated defenses or suffocating as Groth sealed bulkheads and depressurized several sections of the ship. He specifically left a path that led deeper into the ship under ‘minimal’ defense. Careful to balance ease of access, with enough mechanical defenses to give the illusion that the crew had fled down the twisting corridors. Too much defense, and the enemy were like as not to simply cut their way through the bulkheads, as they made a direct line for the mass of life signs deeper in the ship. Too little defense and even a fool could smell this for the trap it was.

It ended up taking the “human” ship about 15 [minutes] to finally reach the Nimean freighter. Time Groth was happy to use moving around what various defense systems he could. He had just finished setting up a particularly devious trap when the sensors informed him of the imminent arrival of his “guests”.

Before heading to his personal hatch, he had the system send out a wide band sensor pulse. such pulses were common procedure when ships docked with each other. It allowed for the automated systems of both ships to sink up and calculate an optimal connection solution. The pulse however had another effect, due to proximity, it allowed each ship to scan the other much more thoroughly. Such a deep scan would have been enough to alert the Nimean captain, that the “human” ship was infested with Anstenii. The problem was, that at such a close distance there was no way to cancel the docking program. Groth knew that the human ship would report the use of the pulse, thus alerting the Anstenii captain that the ruse was up... But if luck was on Groth side, it would not make the enemy captain question the lack of resistance he and his crew would face at the docking bay.

Groth had just made it to his hatch when he felt the docking claps latch onto his ship’s hull. Slipping inside he shut the door as he heard the telltale sounds of the airlock cycling. Moments dragged by as he waited for the airlock to finish. Then he was forced to wait as the Anstenii flooded into the cargo hold. Taking deep breaths, he slowly counted down from 300. As he reached 89, the system begun to send him reports about the automated defense system opening fire on the invaders. 40 seconds passed, and the system sent him an updated report; the Anstenii had managed to clear the first 4 compartments. 40 more seconds and the system reported that the Anstenii had cleared an additional 2.5 compartments. Only 3.5 more compartments till they reach medical.

They were moving way too fast; the defenses shouldn’t have fallen so quickly. Had he made the path too easy? No, the data was clear, a normal assault force would not have had the numbers to make this kind of progress. It took only a moment for the thought to form.

“Computer, how many hostiles are there compared to projected calculations?”

“Accounting for losses among the enemy, hostile force deployed 237% more troops then originally projected.” came back the cold voice of the ship’s VI.

Groth both winced and cheered at the news. His projection had been wrong, he had expected the Anstenii leader to send a normal amount of his people to claim the freighter. If he had, the defenses should have stopped them by the 3rd or 4th compartment. The assault leader would have then called for back-up. Instead, the crazy bastard had sent damn near every one of his people in the initial assault. Something deep in Groth’s gut told him that the Anstenii leader would not be the kind of Captain to lead from the front. No... Attempting to hide behind the VR overlay and trick Nimean merchants, said that this Anstenii wasn’t the type to risk his own hide. But committing this many troops also meant he was sure of his inevitable victory and was simply impatient to reap the spoils of conquest. A plan took shape in Groth’s mind.

Groth issued new orders to his men. He would infiltrate the enemy ship by himself, while the rest of the crew pincered the enemy force. The increased size of the enemy assault force had allowed them to puncture much deeper than expected into the freighter. But it also meant that the enemy’s troops were likely exhausted from the speed of the push, bogged down by the worst of the defenses, and lacked reinforcements to threaten the Aolthundian flanks.

As Groth made his way through the human vessel. As he hurried through the human storage bay, he couldn’t help but notice how little sign of struggle the humans seemed to have put up. Wall after wall was coated in the thick dark red blood of the humans. Human corpses littered the floor, most of whom looked like they had been killed from behind. All of the bodies were without weapons. As the passed through storage and followed the direction towards the bridge, he noticed the strangest thing. Despite the general lack of Anstenii corpses; the few times he did find them, there was always a pile of at least half a dozen. Always in close proximity to a human or small group of humans that looked like they had gone down fighting.

As he rounded a corner, Groth run straight into the object of his search. An Anstenii who was flanked by a pitiful two lackeys; the same Anstenii Groth noted, that he had seen using the human VR avatar. The subsequent fight, if one could even call it that, was a one-sided bloodbath. Groth used his massive size and strength advantage, along with his [5 inch] claws, to rip and tear the Anstenii scum limb from limb. The Anstenii fought like cornered [rats], but their plasma bolts and energy blades barely broke Groth’s skin, mostly they just burned his fur.

Groth made sure to cripple the leader by crushing one of his legs, before he turned and mauled the lackeys into a fine violet paste. The chaff dealt with, Groth took his time with the sniveling captain. [Section redacted due to graphic nature of events]. The monster’s punishment was unfortunately cut short as Groth received a message from his crew. They had just finished mopping up the Anstenii invaders. They enemy assault team had decided to fight to the last. Not that it had mattered much. While an Anstenii could make quick work of a Nimean; they had been ill equipped to deal with even a single Aolthundian, much less the tidal wave of tooth, claw, and kinetics that had crashed into them.

This message was shortly followed by the EWS informing him that it had managed to finally gain complete control of the human ship. Groth waved away the message, opting to finish playing with the Anstenii, but stopped when a follow up message appeared. Apparently, there were unaccounted for life signs that had been hidden in the captain’s quarters. Due to various security programs and the reinforced design of the cabin, the EWS had been unable to identify the life signs. Even with its control of the human ship, it could not manage to get a proper sensor reading of the beings inside. It was however, 98.756634% sure that the readings were not those of an Anstenii.

A couple [minutes] later, and Groth was standing in front of the locked door. Its face was pot marked with various plasma and laser burns, Groth was pretty sure he also noticed the remnants of a breaching charge where he expected the hinges should be; despite that, the door looked none the worse for wear. He sent a mental command to the EWS to open the door. With an almost silent hiss, the door depressurized and swung open to reveal a lavishly appointed room. Sitting on a couch on the far side of the room, facing away from him, sat what Groth assumed to be a human in a pink space suit. On a table just behind it, sat some sort of space helmet. The helmet was strange though, Groth was pretty sure that humans didn’t have massive ears that grew up from the top of their head like a Plaxian3. He was also pretty sure that Plaxians were not a common occurrence on this side of the galactic arm.

His unease lessened, as the human bobbed its head from side to side and its real ears poked through the long auburn hair of the human. Groth decided that the ‘ears’ on the helmet were simply a strange astatic design choice, instead of one aiming for functionality. Stranger still however, was the small fluffy creature that sat upon the human’s lap.

The human just sat there lightly spanking the strange small creature, singing to the beat of a ‘song’ it had made up. “Big man. A big big man. A big big stinky man”. The creature, for its part, just swished its tail back and forth. Groth could not for the life of him, tell if it was doing so in a display of anger or contentment. Having somehow caught sight, or perhaps smell, of him before the human; the creature turned and stared at Groth with a look stuck somewhere between boredom and displeasure. After a few moments of tense silence, as Groth stared at the creature and the creature stared back at Groth, it let out some kind of yowl. The noise hadn’t translated, but it had managed to shock the human out of its stupor, as if the small creature just used actual words.

“Stinky boy,” the human said, in the same sing song voice it had been using with the creature. The creature again yowled in the direction of Groth, swishing its tail with added intensity. Following the creature's eyes, the human finally noticed Groth standing in the doorway. The breath caught in her throat. At least Groth was pretty sure it was a female human; enlarged mammary glands were rare on male mammalians.

“Oh, looks like we have even more friends come to visit.” the woman commented in an offhand manner.

Groth wasn’t totally sure, but he thought he picked up a combination of confusion, fear, and... was that lust in the human’s words? No, he must have been mistaken with that last bit. He was not ugly, by his people’s standards, but that was by Aolthundian standards. Sure, he had met a few aliens he might have called aesthetically pleasing, but it was unheard of for one race to be attracted to another. At least outside of a few freaks.

“Are the other aliens still here?” the woman inquired. “I was just getting ready to go greet them, when the system glitched and I got stuck in here.” She got up, which caused the small fluffy creature to leap from her lap and start padding its way over towards Groth. “God, I’m glad the crew finally managed to get the door fixed; it’s been hell trying to relax, much less sleep, with them constantly trying different ways to force it open.” The small fluffy creature finished its slow trek over to Groth and began to rub its face and body against his leg. The human for her part looked towards her helmet and seems to decide against it, if this alien didn’t need a helmet, she shouldn’t either. She slowly began walking towards the massive Aolthundian; rolling her shoulders as she tried to work out the aches and pains of being cooped up for the last couple days. An audible *CRACK* and *pop* could be heard as she finally managed to work out a particularly nasty knot.

“Since you’re standing there, instead of any of the crew, I assume they must have eventually given up and called a professional. I suppose I should say thank you, Mister...” She let the question hang in the air.

“Groth,” Groth replied sheepishly. He silently thanked the fact that his massive frame was taking up so much of the door way. As he thought about how to break the news of what happened to her crew, something she had said bubbled to the surface of his mind. The way she talked about the Anstenii, it almost sounded like the humans had welcomed them aboard. But that was ridiculous, everyone knew that the Anstenii were sadistic sapient murderers. Then he remembered that humans had only joined the Union a scant 15 [years] ago. It was not beyond reason, that none of their people had encountered an Anstenii before. He needed answers, and he needed them quickly, lest he say something to traumatize the young woman.

“I’m sorry Mrs...?” He let the question hang in the air, trying to imitate the human’s calm demeanor.

“Oh god, how rude of me.” the woman flushed as she realized that she hadn’t even bothered to introduce herself yet. “I’m Tori Perez, but please just call me Tori.” She replied in a chipper tone. “Oh, and it’s Miss, not Mrs.” So distracted by each other, neither Groth or Tori noticed the small furry creature as it paced around their feet, until it yowled up at them. “Oh, and this is [name redacted due to copyright claim]. Also known as my Big Stinky Man.”

“If I may ask you some quick questions Miss Perez” she shot him a glare. “Sorry, Tori. If I could ask you a few questions Tori. Are you familiar with the other race of aliens that were on your ship? You see, they have a bit of a reputation; so, I'm curious how they ended up here.”

“What kind of reputation?” Tori looked mildly concerned at this reviolation. “As for how they got aboard, we found them stuck adrift and brought them on to the ship. From the reports I heard, once people got a good look at them, everyone simply fell in love. Who would have guessed that evolution could produce such an adorable hybrid of so many friendly Earth creatures.”

Groth sharply sucked in air, before letting out a sad groan. “Tori, I’m sorry to have to tell you this, but those beings are known as the Astenii. And they are as far from friendly, as one can get.”

“But if they aren’t friends, why are they friend shaped?” Tori asked. Groth could see her mind starting to make connections.

“Tori... I’m sorry to have to tell you this, but I don’t think you got locked in here by a glitch. The Anstenii appear to have taken advantage of your people’s generosity, and friendly disposition. From what I saw, I think your crew knew what was coming, and decided to lock you in to keep you safe... I’m sorry, but sensors say that you are the only human left on this ship.”

She turned away from him as teardrops streamed down her cheeks. “Those bloody idiots.” Several [minutes] slowly ticked by as Tori bawled her eyes out for her fallen crew. Groth did what he could to comfort the small human, holding her against his soft fur and awkwardly stroking her head with his massive paw. Eventually she managed to choke out a question.

“D... Did... Did they at least die well?” she finally managed to ask.

“The few not struck down in the initial ambush, managed to take down at least half a platoon between them. Looks like one of the crew even managed to sabotage the engines and distress buoy. Even knowing their end was coming, they must have wanted to protect anyone else from falling victim... The crew were eventually overrun, but they made those Anstenii bastards pay.” Groth replied in a somber growl.

“Good... Good.” she was silent for a while as she tried to process the new information. After what felt like an eternity of silence, Tori finally spoke again. “Groth? If the engines and distress buoy were down, then how did you manage to find the ship?”

“Honestly? Dumb luck. Our last raid went wrong and my ship has been limping along for the last couple [weeks] on impulse. Proximity system woke up the whole damn crew. With the lack of a signal at first, I thought I'd just found some wreck I could salvage to pay for repairs.” Groth chuckled at the absurdity of it all.

“Raid?” Tori scoffed. “Did I just get saved by a bunch of pirates?”

“I prefer the term ‘Privateer’, thank you very much.” He scrunched up his face in his people’s version of pride. “Anyway, after our EWS figured out that the ship was infested with Anstenii, I figured we could just kill them and take whatever booty the ship had.”

“Oh? The big space pirate wants to plunder my booty, does he?” Tori asked in a sultry voice.
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2024.05.09 02:05 MaleficTekX Dragonrot Lore explained (and its Cut Content!)

Lore-

Dragonrot is the disease that spreads upon one with Dragon’s blood resurrecting, but it goes a bit further than that…
To resurrect, Wolf’s blood begins to stagnate, and upon his blood having no more energy to resurrect from, the power ”overflows,” and he begins to pull from other sources… random people. Wolf siphons their life force to resurrect, and upon doing so, their blood now begins to stagnate, and Dragonrot is inflicted upon them.
(For an idea of how such siphoning works, the Palace Nobles seem to be a good comparison. They siphon life force to extend their own life and gained this ability from drinking the Fountainhead Waters. Though of course, they age you rather than inflict Dragonrot.)
For those afflicted with Dragonrot, the natural ability they have to live their lives, and function as normal human beings, has been taken from them. Also, their Blood has begun to stagnate. Those with Dragon’s Blood, apparently cannot contract the disease.
Symptoms of Dragonrot include the aforementioned stagnation of blood, severe coughing, coughing up blood, discoloration of blood, weakness, wheezing, and eventual death, possibly after a full day of suffering. In addition to the disease affecting the victim’s blood, it appears to be a respiratory disease.
Though nobody in-game dies of Dragonrot, it is made clear it can and will kill the victims, as a previous Dragonrot epidemic occurred during Dogen’s time as Emma’s mentor, and because the disease couldn’t be cured at the time, everyone who had it died.
As to how the epidemic started, one can only guess Tomoe was the culprit, but how could one who was possibly on par with Isshin die? Though speculative, look no further than her bout against Isshin himself. Knowing that Isshin can preform Lightning Reversal, as seen in the Sword Saint fight, it’s extremely possible that Isshin was able to kill Tomoe and accidentally started the first Dragonrot epidemic, as we know Emma was around for said epidemic, and Tomoe was in Ashina during that time.
Dragonrot may go deeper than just a disease as well, as the Divine Dragon is literally rotting, with its bark-like skin being white and having huge cracks and breaks along it. The Old Dragon’s of the tree (Called the Old Men of the Tree in Japanese) also bare this Rotted-White visage, at least until we kill them and they resurrect a more healthy brown, and these are the same Old Dragons we just killed, as they only appear AFTER killing a white one. Upon enough becoming healthy, it seems as though the Divine Dragon siphons their life and resurrects itself. I say it resurrects itself, as the flowers on the Everblossom begin to have their color returned to them, as if life is returning to it, though it’s said in lore “The body of the Divine Dragon is eternal…”
Also, Takeru was said to have been sick with an unspecified illness. Dragonrot could be a possibility, but Emma tells us at the start of the game, those with Dragon’s Heritage cannot contract the disease, so this mystery remains unsolved, but is a possible connection.
How one contracts Dragonrot seems to just be random, but the Tips Menu also tells us “…one who has had dealings with the Wolf…” can contract it. This is about as far as the mechanics behind Dragonrot goes, but it ultimately seems like if you have no Dragon’s blood, you can catch Dragonrot from the power randomly deciding to siphon your life force. The radius for how this ability works is also unknown, it could be relegated to the Ashina area, the country of Japan, or just have no limit and be able to effect the planet. It’s unknown.
Effectively, this means, as long there’s someone to steal life from, one with the Dragon’s heritage may resurrect until the population dies out.
Dragonrot can be cured, but only if the one who stole the life force decides to give it back, via the recovery charm created by Emma and by offering a Dragon’s Blood droplet, an item supposedly dropped by the Divine Heir from time to time, but it seems like Wolf’s corpse also produces them upon his beheading in the Purification ending. Mayhaps they are produced by one with Dragon’s Blood dying… releasing all the life they’ve siphoned back to the world in the form of the droplets, though it’s again speculative.
That’s about all there is for Dragonrot in the lore and game, but how about what it was supposed to do?

Cut Content-

Dragonrot has a lot of Cut Content. First off, concept art and some cut dialogue show the mark on Sekiro’s face and his corresponding eye would’ve changed as Dragonrot spread, his skin becoming whiter and his eye more hazy/dragon-like, much like how Hollowing in Dark Souls works.
It appears that Genichiro and Emma would at one point contract Dragonrot, as shown in their initial concept sketches, with the former’s skin becoming much more bark like and white, and Emma would gain white hair strands and either become, or originally was, blind. The fact Genichiro apparently has symptoms similar to Wolf may also lead one to think that he would’ve actually gotten Dragon Heritage at one point, or that Dragonrot could’ve affected enemies.
NPCs were originally planned to die from Dragonrot. This either was scrapped due to time, mechanical issues, or because it was rather frustrating when players were losing all their NPCs due to their learning the game. I do wish it stayed in the game so Dragonrot would feel like it’s described in the lore.
Instead of the recovery charm to heal everyone afflicted, Wolf would have to go to each person and feed them a Dragon’s Blood pellet to cure them individually. This made it very late into development, with voice lines and an in-game item being in the files, and probably was scrapped for the same reasons mentioned for NPCs dying was. The dialogue associated with Dragon’s Blood Pellets would’ve actually made Anayama’s quest ending much sadder…
Doujun would have different dialogue for the pellet, being scared of the medicine you were trying to feed him. I wonder why…
Hanbei was planned to be able to catch Dragonrot at some point in development, and he has a Rot Essence key item in the game’s files, but this was apparently also scrapped. Oh look at that, it’s the picture for this post. Notice it also has a flame on it unlike the other Rot Essences, this was likely the initial sprites for the items. It may be that because Hanbei is Infested, he can’t catch Dragonrot, as the Infested’s power stems from the Dragon Heritage.
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2024.05.09 02:05 CapAccomplished8072 We need to talk about RWBY. Does it have flaws in its writing? Sure, but you won't find RWBY fans claiming it to be the next Game of Thrones or FMA. We're just saying its a good show worth watching. Let me explain where RWBY does ok with women, LGBT + writing overall. Maybe I have high standards

I am NOT going to call RWBY a masterpiece, and if someone tries claiming we do, they are lying about us as they lie about the show.But the way people try to analyze the show and nitpick it to death is worthy of psychological study, as the hatred against the show and its fans is as if the show itself is some type of crime against humanity according to a lot of people. Try talking about RWBY WITHOUT somebody jumping into the conversation out of nowhere and screaming about their hatred for the show.
We JUST want to talk about the show and encourage others to give it a chance, because there are many of us who like it.
What I AM however saying? Is that RWBY is much better than you give it credit for, and all I ask is that you please give the show a chance, and not try to stop others from giving it a chance.
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2024.05.09 01:40 bebadoopbee what's your adoption story for your chihuahua?

what's your adoption story for your chihuahua?
growing up, i've been always wanted to have a chihuahua. been a huge fan of beverly hills of chihuahua and it's a running joke if we get a chihuahua it would be super attached and protective like my personality ( cuz i'm also sassy like a chi! ) years go on, i've been looking at adoption centers to adopt a dog. not specifically a chihuahua, but a dog that i could give a forever home. i was scrolling down on facebook up until i saw a post on my community about rehoming a chihuahua. i messaged them about it but they didn't replied for 2 weeks or so. i thought i was a scam so i just moved on. weeks later they messaged me if i am still interested on getting their chihuahua. i instantly messaged them and said yes! turns out, it was the dog's second family. they really love the dog however their youngest child is severely allergic to the dog. they did their best but they had no choice but to rehome the dog. i was just going to "visit" the dog for the first meet but i got her the same day too because it would be hard for them to let go the dog if i don't get her. it was a painful decision for them but, i promised them that i would spoil this chi and give her the love that she deserves. and the rest was history! i named her after a burger king drink peach mango—and thus, meet peachy! 🍑 she was very anxious when we first met her because she's probably scared and we're her third family so it took some time for her to warm up. but now, she's so attached and follows my sister and i whenever we go! she's a bit aggressive at my dad because she doesn't like men but all of my family loves her. i don't live with my family now but she's always there for me whenever i visit them regularly. i will forever cherish and spoil this little girl and give her all the love that she needs!
here's a picture of the first day that we got her and her current picture. she's such a sweetheart 💝
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2024.05.09 01:40 AdventurousBelt7466 Please help!!!!!!!

This is incredibly long but if anyone at all has the time to read it please do. I really need help. The best way I can summarize is flooding (2x), oil leak (?), mold, terrible maintenance men, and denial of wrongdoing.
I’m a college student in Maine renting from a terrible landlord. There’s three of us total renting a house together (first guy–my older brother— moved in 2021, I moved in 2023, and the last guy—bro’s childhood friend– moved in last week or so). Our landlords are awful. Our rent is $600 (going up to $650) and it only includes water and heat, so we still have to pay the electric and internet. The electric is insanely expensive ($350 for our last bill) and yes I’ve gone and chased down the electric company, they’ve tested and since replaced the meter (though nothing was wrong with it), and there’s nothing they can do. I’ve gone through the checklist of what could be running it so high (the readings spike even when none of us are home). The only possible explanation is something in the house we don’t have control over. For reference, the electric has always been around $300 and no one else thought to ask.
Enter, the awful sump pump. It’s in our basement, hooked up directly to our washer. I’ve recorded it pumping out gray water that smells and bubbles exactly like our laundry detergent. I also took water samples in some containers (idk if it’ll help but evidence never hurts). They know about the sump pump (myself and my roommates have talked to them multiple times since I moved in last summer.) It gave out during finals in the winter and flooded our basement with a foot and a half of water. Not only did it destroy much of our stuff but it also risked electrical fire since much of the electrical wiring is definitely illegal (wires hanging down, cut off, exposed etc). I grew up in an old farmhouse so I know shitty and unsafe electrical when I see it. I again went to tell them about the sump pump and they denied ever being told about it (despite my other two roommates telling them AGAIN just a week prior). When they came over to see how it’s hooked to the washer the guy openly admitted that he did it previously and that it’s polluting. I recorded our conversation and the one with the office lady denying any of our previous conversations. I’ve also saved all of our emails. They sent someone over (without proper notice— which they do all the time) to work on the PVC to move the washer underneath the basement stairs. That was months ago and he hasn’t returned since.
The sump pump (which runs randomly when it shouldn’t be) is only one issue. I reported the mold in the bathroom last summer and a guy came over very quickly, which was great at first. He was going to spray a bunch of mold killer in our bathroom without even taking out our toothbrushes. If I hadn’t been there everything would have been covered with chemicals – face towels, toothbrushes, toilet paper… I politely asked him if I should remove the stuff and he was like “oh yeah sure” and so I took everything out because I didn’t want stuff being bleached or anything. I told him that the mold was pretty bad (it had been a wicked humid summer up here) and he immediately started acting pissy. He blamed all of us saying “I know how you college kids work, taking showers right after each other in the morning and not opening windows. Here, let me show you.” And he began to condescendingly show me how to open a damn window. I looked at him and politely said that we know to open the window, and we don’t just crack it we open it at least halfway. Again, all of us here have grown up in Maine and know how to avoid mold in the bathroom since many of the houses we lived in as kids were wicked old. I asked him if there’s a way to have a fan installed and he legit laughed in my face saying that’s not gonna happen. I then when to my room and shut the door (mind you the entire time I was being wicked patient and kind because I had just moved in and never interacted with a maintenance guy before) and I texted my brother who has been here the longest. He said it’s in our lease to not have the windows open past Oct 15, which this was past. I told the maintenance guy and he yelled at me, saying the landlords wouldn’t care if we opened it after showers. I used to have a landlord who would literally circle the place we were renting and call every single one of us in case a window was even cracked when it wasn’t supposed to be, so I assumed this would be the same situation and I wanted to respect the lease (though again, we opened the damn window WIDE after showers!). I told him that I was just saying what my brother told me and he said “Oh, I know all about your brother.”
Now look, idk who’s reading this and if any of you guys have siblings, but there’s one overarching rule: I’m the only one allowed to insult my brother. That’s just how it is. So hearing this guy scoff in my face and be sneering about my brother pissed me off. I said “excuse me?” and he said “yeah, I know all about him.” Again trying to keep my cool I genuinely said “why don’t I just let you focus on your job. I hope you have a nice day” (I didn’t even say this sarcastically. I was really trying to de-escalate the situation, especially since I was home alone with this guy). Rather than just shut up and do his job, he replied “I guarantee I’ll have a better one than you”. And that’s when my efforts at being chill totally failed. I flipped him the bird and slammed my door shut. I was already pissed at his attitude which I didn’t do anything to deserve, but now I’m trying to actually “do the right thing” and he’s still a dick, all after insulting my brother? Nuhuh. Well instead he began banging on my bedroom door and forced his way in. I was terrified. He demanded “want to do that to my face?” and me being me, I walked right up to him and flipped him two birds, then told him to “get the fuck out of my house.” He said he didn’t give a shit and began to leave and I told him I would be reporting his behavior to the landlord. He said “go for it” and that he’ll be reporting me too. Finally he left the house and I locked the door. I was shaking and I called my brother. I was ready to go down the road to my landlord and tell them everything. Except the guy hadn’t actually left. He stayed in his truck, in my driveway, for fifteen minutes. I considered calling the cops but I know they wouldn’t do shit (I joined our neighborhood in filing a noise complaint earlier that fall against the bar next door who was making it so no one could sleep even – i kid you not – half a mile away. The cop doing the noise test gushed about my landlord and said “you know you have the best landlord in town, right?” and he and my landlord stared at me until I said yes. Suffice to say the noise complaint was not approved). The guy staying in the driveway was scaring me. I have a lot of trauma including Military Sexual Trauma so I was really freaked. My brother finally rolled up just as the guy left and we went straight to the landlord reporting everything that happened. They acted wicked surprised and said they never expected him to act that way. I said I wanted the locks changed and his key revoked. A few weeks later (after some reminders) they finally changed the locks. But the guy still sits in our driveway and works on the garage literally fifteen feet from our door. It still scares me whenever I go to my car and he watches me.
The mold has only gotten worse since the flood, and now we recently had a second one (also during finals week, I shit you not). I woke up to the sound of dripping and a tube coming from our toilet was spraying water everywhere, flooding our bathroom, our kitchen downstairs, and our basement. I called the emergency number and they didn’t answer until 20mins later. The water was dripping through the ceiling and down the walls on all three floors. Our landlord showed up and he said it’s a simple fix and went to grab tools. Then he came into my room and said “actually it’s not as easy as I thought I need to call the plumber.” I asked him what we should do about our leaking ceiling and he said “yeah, those issues might be connected” (not sarcastically or anything). I said “yeah, they definitely are. What do we do without a toilet, sink, shower, or downstairs sink?” My brother and our other roommate had just been over at the landlord’s yesterday telling them about the white stuff in our drinking water and shower. My landlord said we would have to wait until the plumber arrived and at least it wasn’t too bad. Then he left. I went downstairs after (two minutes after) he left and I shit you not my entire kitchen had flooded just during the time I was upstairs for only fifteen or so minutes. He had to have seen it walking out (it’s the only way out to his car!) and he just didn’t care. There was standing water by an intake vent and an electrical wiring thing that’s in a hole in our floor. I immediately grabbed more towels and the ceiling and walls had gone from dripping to pouring water. It ruined food in the cupboards, got all throughout our sink and dishes, and covered our floor in toilet water mixed with whatever it pulled in through the ceilings. When I had first seen the water that morning I thought my cat had peed on the ground. I looked at it again as I was trying to dry things out and it was dark brown with sludge and sediment. There’s no way he hadn’t seen the biblical flood in our kitchen and he just walked right out and didn’t say anything. I immediately called the office again saying they needed to send someone over ASAP because this is unacceptable. Also just an fyi I took pictures and videos of everything because I’m not fucking around. They said a plumber would be there in a few hours… then he got delayed… by the time I left for work at 11:45 he still hadn’t shown up and my roommates said he only showed up half hour after that, so we had no water since 7am and no drinking water well-before that. I had to go to the gas station to use the bathroom.
When I came back the downstairs was at least a bit cleaner (thanks to my roommates) but the bathroom was a fucking wreck. There was black splattered everywhere on the walls and once again (different maintenance guy!) they didn’t remove anything, so all of the black sludge got onto our towels and toothbrushes. I ran the water to check it and it had black sediment in it, and our shower was covered in black (none of us had used it so it must have been the plumber running the water). I went downstairs with one roommate and the basement smelled of manure. I opened all of the windows and we looked at the floor and that same black stuff was everywhere and there was standing water (a few inches, I think) on the floor. Our sink was still running dirty water on both floors so we had to drink water from a large poland springs thing I had previously bought. My friends came over (I still had finals to complete by midnight that night) and we helped each other wash our hands with bottled water. The sink still had dirt sometimes as does the shower. I’ve been using a filter for water (including my cat’s water, don’t worry he’s okay! Even though I had to lock him in my room out of fear of him drinking the dirty water puddles).
The water isn’t the only issue. A few months ago the oil guy (separate from landlord) came over to clean our furnace and he reported that there’s a dangerous leak in one of the pipes going to the furnace. I told him that we rent and he said he’d be reporting it to the landlord (legally he has to). I haven’t heard them try to come over and fix it at all. To be honest, a gas leak would be the least of my worries at this point. Maybe a fire will finally dry out the basement.
I’m going to meet with my college’s attorney tomorrow. I want to move out (I’ve wanted to almost immediately after I moved in) but neither of my roommates want to leave. It’s way too expensive here (rent = $650, internet = $33, electric = $118) for such a shitty place. The landlords don’t care about us at all and they’ve been lying about knowing that anything is wrong. My hope is to try and get out of the lease, but idk if I’ll be able to. Does this stuff count enough as a hazard? I have all of the evidence because I’m always worried about something like this happening and here we are. I feel bad leaving my roommates behind and possibly saddling them with my portion, but I’ve given us better, less expensive options and they simply don’t want to move. I’ve tried to make my case because I want us to stay together but they’re apathetic. I want my cat and I to be safe so I’m trying to get the hell out.
Thank you to anyone who can help
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2024.05.09 01:38 moogpaul [US-NY] [H] Krakoa-era Hardcovers and TPB [W] Trades only. Looking for Omnis

Hello all. I have several Krakoa books that I'm looking to trade for some Omnis I've been looking for for a while. I can post pictures if anyone wants to see something tomorrow but my kids asleep and I can't go rummaging around right now.
I have:
 Hardcovers: Marauders Vol 1 & 2 Excalibur Vol 1 & 2 X-Force Vol 1 & 2 Wolverine Vol 1 & 2 Cable Hellions TPB: New Mutants Vol 1, Vol 1, & Vol 2 Fallen Angels X-Factor Vol 1 & 2 Children of the Atom Way of X SWORD vol 1 & 2 X-Corp Trial of Magneto X-Men Duggan Vol 1
More of less everything up to Inferno, as far as I know, but no event books. Everything is in good shape. Read once and kept on a shelf. TPB have the normal not serious dings that occur.
I'm looking to trade combination of my books for:
 Infinity Wars Omni Infinity Crusade Omni Brubaker Cap Omni 1 & 2 Age of Apocalypse Omni War of Kings Aftermath: Realm of Kings Omni
I would consider:
 X-Factor Omni 2 (2005 series) Thanos War Omni
Sorry, I'm not interested in PayPal at the moment.
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2024.05.09 01:21 Enali (Spoilers Extended) Skahaz & The Shadow War

(side note before I get into this: so I kinda like this picture of Skahaz from the wiki, there are some physical details missing, but I like that it gets you to visualize his humanity more than some of the other caricatures right?)
While the Battle of Fire rages outside of Meereen's walls, Barristan charges out to meet the Yunkish forces, and the Unsullied exit the gate and start to form up their lines... what happens to the Meereenese characters we've been introduced to in ADWD stuck behind the city walls? There's a less talked about war being fought inside of Meereen - the cumulation of the inner city struggle between the Sons of the Harpy and their bitter enemies the Brazen Beasts who are tasked to guard the city and its walls... Meereen's last line of defense if things in the field turn sour ("Should the battle be lost, it would be up to Skahaz and his men to hold Meereen against the Yunkai’i … until such time as Queen Daenerys could return. If indeed she ever does." Barristan I TWOW). But look I get it... the Meereenese arcs are not exactly a fan favorite, and I'm probably wrong about some stuff, but I wanted to breath some life into the discussion anyways. In particular the idea I want to pitch is that

Skahaz is going to be the one to kill Hizdahr

Why? After the events of Daznak's pit, the Skahaz vs Hizdahr rivalry has been reaching a boiling point, and the few people attempting to mitigate the conflict (Dany and Barristan) are now out of the city leaving it almost entirely in Skahaz's hands. Last we hear of Hizdahr he is imprisoned in a cell in the Great Pyramid (the dungeons are noted to be in the underground levels) and likely guarded by the Brazen Beasts (just as the dragon pit was). Since the Brazen Beasts were formed by Skahaz out of other shavepates and freedmen they are pretty loyal to him (they even continued to work with him when he was removed from command). So this places Hizdahr's fate in his hands... and Skahaz isn't exactly known for his restraint.
The only thing maybe staying his hand is his word to Barristan that "no harm would come to Hizdahr zo Loraq until … unless … it can be proved that he had some part in this." by which he refers to the poisoned locusts - Barristan tells Skahaz if he doesn't swear to this he would oppose the effort. Skahaz's response?:
Skahaz's smile was savage. "My word, then. No harm to Hizdahr till his guilt is proved. But when we have the proof, I mean to kill him with my own hands. I want to pull his entrails out and show them to him before I let him die."
Can we trust his word? The thing about Skahaz is that he often crosses dark lines to achieve his goals (even inflicting violence on otherwise innocent people)... his methods are often brutal and unempathetic even if his end goals are sometimes pretty justified and that kind of makes him a really interesting character to read ethically. His tactics often push Dany and Barristan to uneasy extremes... for example, his repeated insistence on retaliating with the blood of Dany's cupbearers and pages (child hostages in truth that Dany took from each of the great Meereenese families) ("The hostages again. He would kill them every one if I allowed it. "I heard you the first hundred times. No.") or the time that he gets permission from Dany to 'sharply' put to the question the family of a wineshop linked to the deaths of two Unsullied to try to uncover the killers, in which he goes on to offer the dark suggestion of interrogating the daughters in front of the father to wring out a confession (which Dany leaves up to him)... To Skahaz the ends justify the means, no line is too far to achieve that. But I also think he's focused on shortsighted results that can backfire in the long run. A lie though, is a little thing.

Blood Feud

But let's get into some background..... Skahaz's hatred of Hizdahr is pretty personal:
• Skahaz has long suspected Hizdahr is associated with the Harpy ("If he is not the Harpy, he is the Harpy's firstborn son.") which is targeting him and the Brazen Beasts. As the leader of the shavepates this makes him public enemy #1 ("[...] the vilest of traitors to the Sons of the Harpy and their ilk."). Clearly Hizdahr is connected somehow... afterall he is able to bring about 90 days of peace, and its only his removal from power that gets them to start up their shadow war again (killing three again the first day, nine the second, and then accelarating up to over thirty the next day and night). Hizdahr also stood to gain the most from this (becoming king). Though we are meant to suspect him I personally believe it is secretly the green grace, Galazza Galare, that is pulling the strings - she also has high social standing, she helps setup the marriage, and tries to claw things back to the old Meereenese ways, she also kind of has a subtle anti-dragon agenda viewing them as responsible for the fall of Old Ghis and a lot of the ills that plague Meereen... killing the dragons is a repeated message we see in the messages scrawled by the Sons of the Harpy. But either way Hizdahr has some role here...
• Dany also decides to wed Hizdahr against Skahaz's advice to her, she actually considers Skahaz after Galazza's push for her 'to unite dragon and harpy' for peace in Meereen, but decides against it thinking "If I wed Hizdahr, will that turn Skahaz against me? She trusted Skahaz more than she trusted Hizdahr, but the Shavepate would be a disaster as a king. He was too quick to anger, too slow to forgive. She saw no gain in wedding a man as hated as herself."
• Upon Hizdahr's coronation Hizdahr removes Skahaz from the command of the Brazen Beasts (which he himself formed) and replaced him with his cousin Marghaz zo Loraq. Then he offered Skahaz a frankly insulting position of managing dredges and irrigation ditches along the Skahazadhan (which Skahaz refuses).
But its important to realize the rivalry is also a generational one too
• Galazza tells us that 'there is blood between Loraq and Kandaq'. And when Dany even considers marrying Skahaz as opposed to Hizdahr she tells her:
"Skahaz is Kandaq, Hizdahr Loraq. Your Radiance will forgive me, but only one who is not herself Ghiscari would not understand the difference. Oft have I heard that yours is the blood of Aegon the Conqueror, Jaehaerys the Wise, and Daeron the Dragon. The noble Hizdahr is of the blood of Mazdhan the Magnificent, Hazrak the Handsome, and Zharaq the Liberator."
• We can also see this just by the fact that Loraq is one of the grander pyramids in the city, while Kandaq is only said to be a modest one. The Kandaq family has likely been on the short end of Meereen's entrenched politics for a long time. That probably goes a long way to why he was so eager to join Dany.... like the second houses being some of the first to join the Blackfyre Rebellions he had a lot more to gain by a change in the status quo. "Long has Kandaq waited for this night."
This all reaches a tipping point when Skahaz tells Barristan a fairly dubious story of why he suspects Hizdahr poisoned the locusts (which is a mystery that drives a lot of the Barristan pov chapters and could really use a seperate discussion). It involves a confectioner having his daughter kidnapped and forced by the Sons of the Harpy to poison the locusts and when the attempt fails they return her to him in pieces... its the kind of story that seems designed to pull at Barristan's heartstrings and sense of honor pushing him to act. But without a lot of supporting evidence.... even Barristan questions the account - Hizdahr continues to refuse involvment as he's arrested, and Galazza tells us a Loraq would never stoop to using poison (I get the sense it is culturally looked down upon in Meereen, whereas Hizdahr is quite traditional)... furthermore when we actually see Hizdahr offer the locusts to Dany, he only really does so in passing, he doesn't really care to insist or followup when she declines them. Whether or not this is a sign that Skahaz is involved with the poisoned locusts himself or not he has every reason to make up this story.... he views Hizdahr's reign as an imminent threat to Meereen protecting a false peace while their enemies gather outside the gates plotting its downfall and re-enslavement. And Skahaz has everything to lose if Meereen falls... he's thrown his lot in with Dany and he'd be one of the first to be targeted.

The Fall of the Pyramids

All this goes a long way to attempting to show that Skahaz has both the means and the motive to kill Hizdahr as soon as he has control of the city. Despite other characters sometimes being put in this role, like Victarion, who thinks "She would not be the first woman Victarion Greyjoy had made a widow." (after Moqorro sees her wed in his fires).... I think that if Hizdahr's death comes from anyone it would probably be more fitting if it comes from Skahaz given how much has built up between the two. But I actually don't see it playing out as soon as he gets the chance, I think it will happen when the situation in Meereen starts turning desperate:
I predict that at some point in the Battle of Fire the fighting is going to start to turn against Barristan before Dany can arrive back on the scene.... Barristan's forces are outnumbered, and if they aren't struggling now they may be soon as forces show up or leave (the Volantene fleet, the rumored dothraki horde, the ironborn leaving after dragonbinder, or sellswords switching to what they think is the winning side).... this will cause Skahaz to panic and try to shut the gates to the city to slow their approach, but also trapping himself inside.
And while that is happening outside the city, inside the city the Sons of the Harpy will be attacking their backs - there are few left in the city to contest their revolt anymore so this will be especially fierce (I only think some of Barristan's squires were left in the Great Pyramid). All of this will make threatening Hizdahr, and perhaps even the child hostages, extremely tempting for Skahaz to try to hold back their advance.
Another factor is the Pale Mare.... though we are told the trebuchets aren't able to chuck the infected bodies too far into the city ("Most of the dead were landing just inside the walls, or slamming off barbicans, parapets, and defensive towers.") they don't really need to either... The Brazen Beasts are manning the walls so they will be the first and hardest hit by these. Skahaz himself could even end up infected, and if he is, his looming mortality may get him to act out one last chance for revenge. Skahaz can do so by executing Hizdahr and throwing him from the walls or the pyramid (since we have no pov in the city at the moment whatever happens should probably be showable from the outside...) but in turn, Hizdahr's death may cause the pit fighters loyal to Hizdahr more than Dany to turn on him (if they are still around). And once the blood is spent all that's left will be bitter tears.
At least until Dany shows up.... Meereen might not be a victory as some imagine it though, it might get pretty bleak before we see the light, and the timing of her return is pretty questionable given how much ground and plot she needs to cover. That timing makes all the difference... I actually take her hair being singed off at Daznak's pit as foreshadowing of a loss (the dothraki symbolism of growing hair in victory and braiding it with bells and only cutting it in defeat seems like its been passed onto her - she starts her journey with her hair burned off with the birth of the dragons, and then has been slowly gaining bells until now... this is a kind of rebirth moment for her). So in the darkest case she may come back to a desolate city... perhaps Galazza Galare has struck some deal with the Yunkish off screen to survive, but sweet Missandei may be taken into chains again to Volantis, setting the stage even more for Dany to gain vengeance there and deal a lasting blow to the slave trade. Daario's 'ladies' (his arakh and stiletto) are also in Dany's chambers, maybe she recovers those and wields those in Daario's memory? Idk...
In any case the tragedy of Skahaz in my opinion is that he helps sets these events off, encouraging Barristan to break the peace to strike first, only for it to all come crashing down on him. Making the failures in Meereen a reflection of the fractures we've seen plague Dany's reign throughout her time there....
~Thank you for Reading!~
TLDR Skahaz will kill Hizdahr in the Battle of Fire as retaliation for their deep blood feud, he has the means (having access to Hizdahr's cell via the Brazen Beasts) and the motive (given their long personal and family rivalry), especially as circumstances start to turn desperate for him and the Brazen Beasts in the city. With the slaver alliance outside the walls, the Sons of the Harpy at his back, and the Pale Mare starting to run rampant, the temptation will be more than ever for him to try to threaten Hizdahr and the child hostages as he's long desired, shut the gates, and try to hold out as Meereen's last line of defense. I think he will get his desired revenge by throwing Hizdahr from the walls, but his own death may follow soon after...
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2024.05.09 00:30 BostongirlNashlover Zac Brown’s ex-wife

Zac Brown’s ex-wife
I find it very interesting that this isn’t being talked about more. I know Zac isn’t a hot topic of conversation, but what Kelly posted recently about the narcissistic abuse and control is shocking and sad. I’m a huge ZBB fan and now just feel so differently about him! I just assumed he’d cheated and it ended their 4 month marriage… never thought it was related to abuse! Very sad!
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2024.05.09 00:24 ferrocarrilusa If you were a lawyer, what kind of clients would you represent as a way of advancing male advocacy?

I will never pursue a legal career. I lack the attention span, personal grooming habits, willingness to get through law school, zeal, and many of the other skills/qualities necessary. With that said, recently I've daydreamed about how if I were a lawyer, I'd dedicate my practice to challenging the over-policing of men's behaviors (especially in ways that are based on fears of violence towards women and children) and setting precedents to cement said behaviors as constitutionally protected. In other words, that acting in odd ways that potentially make others uneasy but do not amount to actual harm shall not be grounds for legal penalties.
For instance, let's say a man was taking lawful pictures of a child in public. The child's father, who assumes he's a sexual predator just because he's "creepy" albeit not acting in illegal ways, thrashes the photographer. As a lawyer, I'd be delighted to help the man press charges against the father for assault and battery. To make a statement that no matter how creepy or suspicious someone acted, being a vigilante is a crime and shall never stand.
Another example could be if police arrested a man because he was acting in a way that was making a woman uncomfortable, but didn't quite rise to the level of harassment or stalking in the legal sense (like ogling her or non-voyeuristic hanging around outside the women's room). If he hired me, I could fight for him to seek recourse against the police department, arguing that the arrest constituted a violation of his civil liberties.
Taking it up a notch, it would be a dream come true if I got to represent provocateurs going to bold lengths to fight misandry. This link here: https://reason.com/2007/08/15/the-right-to-be-a-sleazebag/ is an example of such a dream moment. I hear Eugene Volokh from UCLA is quite well-known as a defender of first amendment rights, and he advocated shamelessly for the liberty of Jack McClellan, a non-predatory pedophile (meaning he has an innate sexual attraction to children, but knows better than to abuse them) who got an outrageous restraining order despite having broken no laws, basically amounting to "pre-crime". Imagine the precedent that could be set taking the constitutional protections to new heights.
And being a lawyer, my work would in no way be limited to clientele. I could also find ways to challenge authoritarian policies that disproportionately impact males through constitutional litigation. For instance, loitering laws, city ordinances of "no adults except in the company of children" on public playgrounds, or draconian "zero tolerance" school discipline codes. Also organizing nonviolent demonstrations.
None of it would be easy, but imagine how liberating it could feel to confront unfair social norms in this way. There's bound to be people who revile me, but I'd just take that as evidence that I'm working to fight the status quo. Not unlike Atticus Finch.
There are so many other areas of legal practice that could be suited for LWMAs. Criminal defense for clients falsely accused of sexual misconduct (again, like Atticus). Prosecutors representing male victims of DV.
So even though I have mixed views of this sub (as I do of Eugene Volokh fwiw), I still would love to hear what your ideas would be for a lawyer who you think would take a stand against injustice towards men.
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2024.05.09 00:00 FappidyDat [H] TF2 Keys & PayPal [W] Humble Bundle Games (Also Games From Past Bundles), Bad Rats

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2024.05.08 23:36 Ok_District4689 That’s How You Feel

Yeah Woo
I'm just in the cut, sittin' sideways Way that you lookin' all the time Time gets to tickin' and it takes a toll Told you I couldn't really draw the line Line ringin', sayin' that you told him things Things that you could've kept inside Sidetrackin' me when I was good to you You were somebody I would stand behind
I know you like to drink 'til the sun up Grind 'til you come up Work all winter, shine all summer Ride for your brother, you die for your mother Keep that shit a hunna, I know you wanna Vacay to a place where you could Take pictures, post on Insta Your friends say they miss ya, but they don't really miss ya
Rule number one, to be a boss-ass bitch (uh-huh) Never let a clown nigga try to play you (okay) If he play you, then rule number two (okay) Is fuck his best friends and make 'em, yes, men (okay) A– (wow, that's how you feel?)
I'm just in the cut, sittin' sideways Way that you lookin' all the time Time, it done left you with a broken heart Hardly excuses how you play with mine Mindin' my business and you show up Up to no good, I should've seen the signs Signin' me up to do your dirty work Workin' to try to get you off my mind
I know you like to drink 'til the sun up Grind 'til you come up Work all winter, shine all summer Ride for your brother, you die for your mother Keep that shit a hunna, I know you wanna Vacay to a place where you could Take pictures, post on Insta Your friends say they miss ya, but they don't really miss ya
What the fuck, this ain't Chanel, nigga?! Custom down?! What the fuck, I ain't smokin' hot?! Bust me down?! You the same clown nigga that was runnin' me down?! Now you all up in my... 'cause you wanna be down?! (okay) A– (wow, that's how you feel?)
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2024.05.08 23:29 greatercandle Dehqan

It wasn’t the stink, you know—I get how months out in the field can mess with a fella’s cleanliness, but the look on his face was like he was fixin' to puke, as if he was sick or caught a whiff of somethin' dead close by. Squirters had some clue about what went down that night in Kandahar, but I wasn’t about to let this joker mess up my chance for a hot shower and a decent meal. I sure wish I’d listened to the ganner; truth be told, I ain’t had a proper night since then. All I member of his face these days.
Some context… anything to keep me awake at this point…
I dropped in shit lake, 2006 just fore' the surge. The name came from the literal pit of human waste left open to the air, they don’t tell you about it before you get on the 17, and they laugh their ass off when the doors first open. Made your eyes water, and the smell stayed with you for weeks.
Once we got used to it we followed suit, fuckin’ wit everyone else who hadn’t had the pleasure. Came te’ be a rite of passage, whether ye’ came on a bird or a moose.
I’d been there a month and it was getting stale, I couldn’t taste anything at chow most days anyway and I spent so much time on circuit in the gun that I don’t member much about the pond anymore, these days, fuck… Brass suited me with a terp, they thought I knew the lay, no one fuckin did, always gonna be another flash on the road no matter how many times you been down it. Tried to tell em’ but butters ain’t got the sense te light a cig, much less listen to a grunt.
Anyway, I get this guy named Ali, never membered his last name, didn’t care, so many angels dropped cause terps were workin both sides the rifle, ain’t gonna put my trust’n one if I get my say, but I still get orders and the brig ain’t away from th’ smell, I hear it’s gone now, but my boots still have the memory in the summer.
Ali spoke English, er’ his version of it, I could understand em if he talked slow, and didn’t keep is’ mouth open too long, muj’s ain’t heard a mouthwash neither. He was ‘posed to introduce us te’ people that we could link up, ain’t got nothing te’ do with me, and the serpentine’ stopped every jingle not up te play nice so far, so I let em’ do’is job.
Met up with Hekmat, Ali said he was an uncle, but all these ganners got some kind of cousin thing going on so it didn’t mean nothin’. E’said that we was in the birthplace of the Taliban made me kinda warm’n that I was being as much a thorn in their ass as they were in ours, but Hekmat said ‘Argandab’ was gonna be quiet the next few nights, but he wouldn’t say why, just said the word “dehqan” tween the two of them, a word Ali didn’t translate for us. I had been picking up a little Pashto while I was there, it meant landowner, or 'farm crew boss'. I could tell however, by the way he said it; it didn’t mean ‘farmer.’ I could smell a setup a mile away so I thought Ali was gonna rabbit and leave me and my guys into an ambush, but intel was intel, maybe I could get bagram for the weekend if I found a nest a’ muqs I wasn’t gonna be picky getting off the lake as we was calling it.
On the gun back to base, Ali said we had to wait until morning, that were we was going wasn’t gonna be safe til’ then. I looked back at my TL Scott and he just shook his head, ain’t no way we was waitin til mornin.
Scott, called back te’ base saying we was checking something out, it was gonna go it with the NOD and we was gonna make sure nothing was coming in from the north, we find something, the drone could paint it and put some heat on our mujs’ fore they was ready.
We got off the horn and Ali looked nervous, I asked em’ what he was afraid of, we was in the safest way to travel in the area, and we was just lookin’ but Ali was insistent that we not go north, not tonight, I was determined more than ever, and I ain’t been wrong yet. He said that there were things about his country we just didn’t understand, that it would be best to wait til’ mornin’.
I asked him if it was because of the Dehqan? His face went pale as I mentioned it, he swallowed deep.
“We ain’t afraid of no farmers, Aladdin.” The six of us in the gun laughed, but Ali said nothing.
He just sat there, the fear of the situation beginning to sink in.
...
As the sun dipped below the horizon, night crept quick over the valley, makin' them caves stretch longer and deeper 'til they gulped down all the sand and moondust blanketing the whole area.…
The night dragged on, our convoy cuttin' through the Afghan dark like a blade through black velvet. The moon, tucked behind them rugged mountain peaks, threw a dim, spooky light across the land. As we pushed deeper into the north, the chill in the air bit harder, and you could feel the tension buildin' up amongst the boys.
Ali was about near his breakin' point. His eyes kept flickin' to the shadows that hugged the rocks and gullies along the road. Every little sound had him jumpin', and that jitteriness was catchin', sending ripples of nerves through the whole convoy. I was tryin' my best to keep steady, but Ali’s scare was infectious.
The air was so tense, felt like you could slice it open with a bayonet. I tried to crack the tension, hollerin' over to him, "What’s got you jumpin', Ali? You’d think you just seen a ghost or somethin'."
He shook his head, mumbling something about bad omens and cursed lands. It was then that a peculiar smell wafted through the air, a mix of decay and something wild, a scent that didn't belong.
"Damn, Ali, if you're that scared, you could've just said so instead of lettin' one rip," I joked, forcing a laugh that sounded more hollow than I intended.
The boys gave a weak chuckle, but the laughter didn’t last none, choked out by the thick air and the quiet understandin’ that the smell was somethin’ else—somethin’ none of us could pin down. My heart missed a beat. The scent weren’t human or animal; it was somethin’ old, somethin’ that whispered of the earth and decay. Ali’s eyes widened, and he whispered fiercely, "It is not me, sir. It is them. The Dehqan."
The stench got thicker, tellin' us clear as day we weren’t alone no more. The jokin’ stopped dead, swapped out for the click of safeties comin' off and the sound of tight, nervous breathin’. The boys were on edge, scannin’ the dark, fingers glued to their triggers, senses stretched to the max.
The convoy slowed down some, drivers takin' it careful as that heavy scent wrapped around us, thick and chokin'. We was miles from any sorta safety, way out in the middle a’nothing where anythin' could be livin', but that smell—it was tellin' us there was somethin' out there, somethin' downright alien.I glanced at Ali, his face pale in the dim light of the vehicle’s dashboard. "Talk to me, Ali. What are we dealing with?"
He swallowed hard, his voice a whisper torn straight from nightmare. "The Dehqan... they guard the night. They are the night! We should not have come." he shrieked, pulling at his ears and trying to hide from the deep darkness in the cabin.
Before I could press him further, the radio crackled to life, breaking the tension for a moment. "Top, movement up ahead—large, unidentifiable!" The NOD tracked heat and low-light features and at the moment it was the only things that illuminated the road, the readout was clear, somethin’, was there.
My eyes shot to Ali as he nodded and covered his head as though that would do anything.
The ground started shakin' just a tad at first, like the earth itself was just tossin' in its sleep. Then them shakes got stronger, rhythmic and purposeful, sendin' a low rumble through the air that you could feel in your bones, tellin' every man in the convoy somethin' huge was movin' in the dark just past the beam of our gear.
As them thuds got nearer, my boys clamped down on their weapons, bodies all tensed up, braced for whatever might come. Ali, though, he looked near 'bout ready to break apart, all them earlier words of his 'bout things we couldn’t understand, like them Dehqan, echoin' in my head.
Scott was peering through the NOD, his voice comin' over the radio soft and raspy, "Contact. Big... really big." His voice just dropped off into that kinda silence that takes over when you're starin' down somethin' you never imagined you'd see.
Out of the darkness, figures began to emerge—Dehqans, titans silhouetted against the night. Each of their steps made the earth beneath our boots tremble, a slow, rhythmic thud echoing through the air like the beat of an ancient drum. They stood as tall as trees, at least 25 feet at the short end. Massive yet with no apparent malice; their faces bore a detached curiosity, reminiscent of a traveler pondering a line of ants on a trek.
Night vision counted seven, but the dim headlights of our convoy only illuminated two with any clarity. These were not men, not people as we could have understood them, but something else, something beyond.
As they approached, a palpable tension filled the air, thicker than fog. One of them, moved by a child-like curiosity, reached out—a gesture so disarmingly naive. Its finger, the size of a log, gently tapped the side of the lead Humvee. The impact was soft, yet it sent a shudder through the four-ton vehicle. Metal groaned under the strain, the driver's door buckling inward, the windshield spider-webbing as if struck by a boulder. Vasquez was at the wheel; the look on his face one of incomprehension as the life was literally crushed out of him.
Johns and Askew in the back screamed—a raw, primal sound of terror that seemed to startle the giant. Reacting as if stung, it swatted the Humvee. The vehicle was no match; it crumbled as though it were made of paper, the 50 Cal snapping, bending backward with a shriek of tearing metal.
Then came the silence—a suffocating, oppressive silence that enveloped us all. Inside that twisted metal coffin, three lives were extinguished without warning, without a chance to fight back. We, the survivors, stood frozen, our weapons rendered absurd in our hands, our training useless.
The air was thick with the smell of oil and blood, a stench that would stick to our clothes and haunt us forever. I looked around at my troops, their faces etched with shock and disbelief. This was no ordinary horror, no simple brutality of war. This was a grotesque display of our own fragility, a harsh reminder of our insignificance against beings so colossal, so alien.
The notion of retaliation flickered through my mind, a brief, irrational spark quickly extinguished by reality. What were our rifles against such enormity? Against such ignorance of our very existence? It was futile, a tragic farce.
The Dehqan, its face twisting with what seemed like regret, didn't understand what it had done. It hadn’t intended to kill; it probably didn't even grasp what death meant to us. But that small comfort did little to ease the sting of our loss.
This moment, this horrifying lesson, would replay in my mind for the rest of my life. It wasn’t just outside the norm—it was beyond the realm of human understanding, taught by a being that didn’t even realize it was a teacher. Ali’s voice, barely a whisper, cut through the tense silence. "They do not see us as threats. We are too small, too insignificant. But their paths are theirs alone; we must not block them."
Like Ali’s words were gospel, the Dehqan kept to their slow roll, their huge shapes breezing past our convoy without so much as a side-eye. They trooped with a smoothness that didn’t match their bulk, melting back into the black they came from as quiet as they showed up.
After the dust-up, the convoy was dead still, everyone silent as the creatures passed. We’had to chew on th’fact that their iron and drills wouldn’t have meant squat to those massive shadows. It was a real gut-check, a slap in the face of our own smallness in a sandbox that hid secrets way older and bigger than any of us could’ve figured.
…
After that brush with the Dehqan, the first light of dawn felt like a bit of a breather, but it didn't last none. Rolling back into base, the silence in the convoy wasn't just quiet—it was heavy, like a thick blanket, squashing any attempt at normal jawing.
The minute we passed the gate, the S-6 crew was all over us. Assignments and classifications officers lined up, poker-faced like the mountains we'd just left behind. My team spilled what we'd seen, every last detail, but it was like talking to a dang wall. They wrote it all down only to bury it deep in the classified files.
Ali disappeared in the shuffle, went down a different hall, and I don’t even wanna know where he’s stuck staring at the ceiling, but I know he ain’t sleepin', ain’t none of us sleeping sound.
"Thanks for the intel, Sergeant," one of the brass hats drawled, voice flat as a pancake. "But we gotta see this from what it might mean to morale—for your safety and the mission's." Typical brass—sittin' on secrets that could blow up in everyone's face, not givin' ah’shit who gets hurt.
Grunts, we ain't big on secrets. we keep em' cause we're used to brass playing their games, and throwing the board when they didn't win, but this was another level. Knowing about them giants out there, who didn't even see us as a blip on their radar, it kinda shrinks you. Makes you see just how tiny your spot in the big picture really is. To them, we were less threatening than the dust our trucks kicked up.
They shipped me off with a fat pension, said I’d been blown up, that my thinker wasn’t right no more. Same deal for my crew—all discharged under every excuse in the book: shell shock, health snags, you name it. We tried to talk about what we'd seen, but all we got were shrugs and more pills, and yammering about dehydration or heatstroke. All bull.
I know what I seen, and they seen us too—not as threats or even somethin' to mull over. More like how you'd spot a leaf driftin' down a creek, just passin' by, here for a sec and then gone. That kind of thing sticks with you. It changes you, knowin' there's things out there so big, so indifferent.
Sittin' here now, years later, that night is still as clear as crystal. Them giants up in the hills, the smell of ancient earth, the sound of their steps—a deep, echoin' thud that's still ringin' in my bones. They’re out there, walkin' paths we can't even start to wrap our heads around, keepin' secrets that ain’t meant for us to know.
No matter how hard the top brass tries to bury it, or how many times they say we were just seein' things, that night under the stars with the Dehqan was the darnedest, realest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. They didn’t just send me packin' with a pension; they tried to silence a truth too mighty to squeeze into their tidy little records.
But you can’t unsee them faces, the eyes, the… everythin’ of it all, and you can’t shake off the feeling of being totally, utterly insignificant. Not really…
Not sure, if any ya’ll even give this a listen think this’s real but we better hope they just keep seeing us as ants, I don’t think there’s anything we got that’ll even shake the shit off their boots, much less hurt em’.
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2024.05.08 23:29 Willing_Language1486 My wife (27F) is saying she won’t stop texting other men to make our marriage work because I (27M) won’t give her an answer. Will it change?

A little backstory, my wife and I have been together for almost 5 years, we have been married for about 4 of them. We have two kids together and she has two other kids from a different relationship. She has cheated numerous times, and I like an idiot have taken her back every time besides this time.
The first time it happened and she was caught it ultimately led to us separating and her begging me to come back to make it work, which I did, because I love her despite the issues. We started marriage counseling to no avail because she isn’t honest or open with anyone about anything she is doing or is dealing with. About 6 months after reconciling, she ultimately stepped out emotionally on the marriage again, with the same men as before. I caught her because she had two phones at the time and I got on one to find the evidence which it was all there (she changed the codes from her other phone and I was never allowed to touch it which led to my suspicions she was doing it again). The second time I caught her, it ultimately led to us starting the divorce process to which she once again wanted to reconcile and stop the divorce process and everything, which again I did because again, I just wanted her.
Bring me to this last time, she has now been caught two separate times since last February of 2023 sending pictures and texting, arranging meetups and the works. We “separated” if that’s what you call it, we were still in the same house and still sleeping in the same bed, etc. all while she was going out and banging the other guys now because we were “separated” which in all honesty isn’t the issue. The issue is now that she has once again begged me to take her back after going out and screwing a few of the guys that have been reoccurring but has stated that she isn’t going to drop all of them unless I tell her I want to make the marriage work.
How do I proceed? I set my boundary that it won’t work because she can’t even show me an ounce of effort plus it’s a continuous thing of her blocking then unblocking and secretly texting them, now she won’t even stop because she doesn’t know what I want after telling me she made mistakes and won’t make them anymore. It’s an obvious answer I know but I just can’t bring myself to do it. In all fairness as well, I did not do enough to really make it work due to the fact that I knew she was still texting other men the whole time we have been together, so I checked out a few times. Do I need to just leave and get an Anullment or do will it change?
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2024.05.08 23:24 AutumnFanatic [22/M4F] #Online - Hi! Nerdy guy looking for a woman around my age or older interested in a genuine online intimate connection

I have a fear of speedbumps, but I'm slowly getting over it..
Hi and welcome to my post! Wanted to start off with a funny to me dad joke.
Nice to meet you, I'm Dylan! To put it simple, I am a single 22 year old man who has been pretty lonely in life and lacking in female connection and interaction. And part of what comes with that is the desire to be intimate with a person. I am very mature for my age and will always be respectful of your boundaries and feelings, especially with anything sexual. Lately all I have is myself when it comes to sexual desires, so I would like to have someone to keep company with in that regard too.
I'm just relaxing on my days off this weekend and burning a woodwick candle. Perfect for when there's a storm outside. I love candles! 🕯️ Sometimes a campfire outside on a fall night or a crackling WoodWick candle is a relaxing constant among our busy and hectic world. It's nice to just disconnect, feel grounded and happy in your own little cozy space. Feeling calm and collected and at peace. Something that fewer people take the time to do these days.
I am seeking a woman around my age or older to build a close connection with that could possibly lead to a something intimate which includes the possibility of teasing/sharing pics etc. but only when we were comfortable. Figured I would be open in my Intentions as that's the best way to be.
You:
18-60 years old.
Kind, respectful, and easy going.
Comfortable with the idea of eventually sharing intimate things together.
Willing to eventually move off of Reddit.
Want something genuine and fun!
Are honest in your intentions and a good person to be around!
That's about it, we will get along great I know it.
I've been feeling a little bummed out lately. I always try and stay happy and see the best in things. But.. I've just been so alone. Most of my whole childhood and adult years have been spent feeling lonely. I grew up surrounded by cornfields which was peaceful but also has a lonely aspect to it. My family never really were close and never did anything as a family really. And part of it too is the fact that I never had any neighbors my age to interact with. But aside from that, my adult life has been very lonely. I'm just always by myself. I barely have any meaningful adult relationships or experiences, or even any friends.
I work a 3-11 job in building maintenance at my company world headquarters building which I love, but again it's very lonely. I work the off shift so the building is always empty. I don't get normal social interaction with people my age or a chance to build relationships. I only have 3 older men as co-workers and we are mostly in the basement away from any people on the floors from knowing our existence. I always walk the floors and see office people laughing and chatting with their coworkers and I just don't have that kind of experience. And just.. no one knows I exist really. Everyone probably assumes I have a lot of friends, but I'm struggling inside with being so alone and trying to meet people and get past the "hi how are you?" "I'm good thanks" stage. Most people don't seem to want to talk beyond that. And most women are already in relationships and thus it would seem weird to approach them in an office setting trying to get to know them deeper. But man those "hi how are yous" are the only real interactions I get during my day.. so thus I decided to come here lol. Rant over, sorry! I promise I'm not a downer. 😅
Now for some things about me!
As you can tell, I am very mature for my age and am polite and have good grammar which unfortunately not everyone my age does anymore lol. I am not active at all on social media/internet culture really and don't know much about all the slang the younger people these days use. I feel like I'm 50. 🤣
I am left handed which is pretty cool. I'm not much of a party person or a drinker, I much prefer a quiet night at home and maybe a beer or two on a weekend but that's about it. I am simple and stay out of drama and trouble and don't get much into politics or other things that cause drama with people. I much prefer a relaxing campfire and a night at home and to just let the world keep on turning haha. I consider myself pretty intelligent and mature, especially for my age which is why I'm open to older ladies.
Physically I'm 180 pounds, have brown hair, green eyes, and a typical build. There's a few pictures on my profile.
Some of my hobbies are:
• Photography
I have a Nikon D200 and D5500 that I love to shoot with. I love nature scenes, abstract, black and white/goth kinda photography, sunsets, etc. it's so fun to just let your mind explore. It's not about what camera you have, but those who are behind the camera!
• Cooking and baking
I loveeee to cook and bake! I enjoy making various meals but also love to just have a frozen pizza once in awhile or something like that. I recently made homemade chili which turned out great. I love to bake, especially in the fall! I love pies, cakes, pastries, cookies, etc. I restored a vintage KitchenAid mixer that needed tbe gearbox rebuilt. Eventually I would love to practice home canning my own food.
• Music
Oh my gosh, I like so much!! Alternative rock, punk, post punk, electronic, synth pop, psychedelic rock, hard rock, etc. I am very non judgemental and open when it comes to music. My three current favorite bands are Type O Negative, Joy Division, and the Cure.
• Nature walks and camping
I really enjoy camping, making fires, and relaxing by a campfire. I love to take walks outside and just enjoy the beauty and simplicity of nature. It's wonderful, especially in a world so focused on everything digital.
• Repairing things
I'm a maintenance guy and one of my hobbies is electronics repair so I am good with my hands and just all around good at troubleshooting and fixing all sorts of things around the house. Last week I helped my elderly neighbor get his tractor started, it needed a new component in the starting circuit. So I'm pretty handy which... Comes in handy! 😂
• Autumn 🍁
This isn't a hobby per say, but man do I love the fall!!! It's my absolute favorite time of the year. Oh my gosh. The beautiful colors, crisp cool air, misty and foggy days, rain, lack of bugs, being cuddled up with a candle or by the fire drinking a tea, etc. I love it! There's only two seasons for me. Fall, and waiting for fall! Haha.
• Scented Candles and incense
Going along with my love for fall, I absolutely love candles! I have like 30 something lol. 😂 Currently my favorite are WoodWick, which are owned by Yankee candle. They have such a soothing crackle and the scents are great! I also love to burn incense from time to time as well. I have cottagecore hippie vibes.
• Old houses and architecture
I love old houses! Especially 1900s and Victorian era homes. Old homes have so much character to them and are just so beautiful from a time when people took pride in their craft. I strongly dislike the modern cookie cutter cheap construction of homes today. I would love to live in an old home one day. I also love their architecture and uniqueness, as well as architecture of old cathedrals and other buildings.
• Relaxing
Basic I know, but sometimes on the weekend I just love to get cozy in bed and relax and put on a YouTube video or an album! 😊
That's about it for me, I'm a pretty laid back and simple person. My ideal person is someone who is respectful and honest! I am very straightforward and open minded and would hope that you are as well.
If I seem interesting to you at all I would love to hear from you!
Thank you so much for reading.
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2024.05.08 23:11 CaptainJest Best Picture Ranking Poll Round 14

Slumdog Millionaire (2008) is eliminated - 23.8% of the total votes. Slumdog Millionaire (2008) had a total of 8 wins including best picture at the oscars that year.
Vote for your least favorite Best Picture Winner using the link below and have any discussions in the comments. Only votes submitted through the form will be counted. I'll update the results through a new post every 24 hours or so.
https://forms.gle/73xMLJ4wWD2NrwBa7
Oppenheimer (2023)
Everything Everywhere all at Once (2022)
Parasite (2019)
Moonlight (2016)
Spotlight (2015)
Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance) (2014)
12 Years a Slave (2013)
No Country for Old Men (2007)
The Departed (2006)
The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003)
Gladiator (2000)
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2024.05.08 23:03 StupidSexyJimmyG AIO for a picture my girlfriend received

Monday night while we were having a few drinks and playing Stardew my girlfriend’s phone went off around 1am and I said “what’s that”. She turns her phone around and shows me that one of her female friends had sent her a nude and she had responded gassing her up and telling her to send it to her man. Shocked, I just put the controller down and took my dog for a very long walk without saying anything.
For context, my girlfriend is bisexual and it was established very early on that I’m not comfortable with anything she wouldnt do with a man as well. I know in some relationships men are okay with their gf kissing other girls etc, but that’s not me. I don’t do double standards for same sex relations.
When I got back from my walk I had calmed down so I asked her first if I had been clear enough in setting my boundaries. She agreed that I had been very clear. I then asked whether she would have found it okay if I was getting nudes from girls and gassing them up or if she would have the same reaction to a male friend sending her nudes “for review”. She said that neither would ever be okay if it were reversed. She apologized profusely for a long time but I was quite hurt and simply ended things there. I told her she could spend the night since she’d been drinking but that was that.
The past few days she’s written letters and sent texts apologizing and saying she’s dedicated to being better, I haven’t responded to anything. After talking with friends it’s quite a mixed bag of reactions/advice. I know that she wasn’t sexting or receiving the photos for any hedonistic purposes, but it still feels like cheating which hurts a lot
ETA: I actually don’t know if she had told her to send the picture or not. I only saw the picture and her response to it. Guess that’s kind of important to the severity.
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2024.05.08 23:02 fuqqqqinghell What can you say to people incorrectly and insultingly calling other girls 'not like other girls' or 'pick mes' ?

The other day a girl on twitter i follow posted a picture of her pet centipede. it is honestly gross and scary to me, but i like that she is passionate about it! The post was seen by a lot of people and of course there were a ton of rude and unoriginal comments like 'kill it with fire', but okay, nothing unusual.
But i saw at least 10 different people, unfortunately most of them girls too, critizise her for being a pick me and 'not like other girls'. They were full on bashing her. One girl was saying something like 'Oh this pick me bitch is trying sooo hard to be different.' stuff along those lines. I actually replied to her and said 'Even if she was just trying hard to be different, how does it affect you?' to which she obviously didnt reply. But i feel like this might was a bad reply.
How can i reply in a way that won't be petty or insulting and try to make the other person see why they are wrong in a genuine way? What would you suggest?
I got such a comment too, only once but in person because i am a woman and i draw a lot of conventionally attractive, naked women just for aesthetic purposes and not for pornography but a girl told me i only do it to get attention from guys (i also draw naked men but women are better to draw imo)
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2024.05.08 22:58 Yungboothead202 Smh

Imagine what type of views these young kids especially these young boys are gonna have on women growing up watching their young moms do the shit they do on social media smh. Can you imagine being a 8-10 year old boy going in your living room watching your mom and a whole bunch of her friends getting drunk and hopping on live to twerk and a whole bunch of other nonsense, or better yet gaining access to social media for the first time and discovering your mom posting pictures half naked. Little girls really be knowing how to twerk at damn near 6-7 years old watching their moms do shit like that. Granted, there’s nothing wrong with women going out and enjoying themselves at any age especially if they go above and beyond as active mothers, but doing adult shit in front of your kids is where I think the line should be drawn.
I’m just saying I’m very thankful that I didn’t get raised by a shithead mom like that. First of all my mom is old and she doesn’t have the looks and physique where men would just be lusting after her 25/8 (tbh I didn’t know how else to put that without sounding wild and creepy) and she doesn’t have social media. I just be tryna put shit into perspective on how I woulda turned out if I actually did grow up with a mom like how I just described 🤦‍♂️
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