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2009.07.03 15:29 Dorkside Box Office - The Business of Movies

A place to talk about the box office and the movie business, both domestically and internationally.
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2008.10.01 02:07 State of Arizona

Everything Arizona, from the Grand Canyon to Yuma and all things in between. For residents of the state and not a place for tourist / visitor questions. You can also join the Reddit AZ Discord at: https://discord.com/invite/yWVuTG57Zh
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2024.05.19 22:13 Redditto2468 School List Thoughts

Hey y'all! Please take a look at my school list
ORM NC resident - large public school
519 MCAT
3.87 GPA
Scribing - 450 hours
Non-clinical volunteering - essentially paired with a cancer patient and visit them weekly to spend time with them: 120 hours
Leadership in on campus non-profit organization - 200 hours: working with peds oncology clinic to support the patients with crafts and decorating clinic etc.
Undergrad research lab - 600 hours feel as thought research was very disjointed - worked on many different projects but nothing start to finish unfortunately -> continuing during my gap year hoping to present a poster
$3k Research fellowship to do research at an international hospital for 1 summer - 480 hours and presented a poster
1 semester of RA work mostly data analysis through Family Medicine department
46 hours shadowing - published case report with a doctor through this
1 semester of anatomy tutoring
Hobbies: Chess, playing piano
Gap Year ECs: Full time as medical assistant and weekend volunteering at nursing home
Emory University
Vanderbilt University
University of Pittsburgh
University of Colorado
Quinnipiac University
University of Central Florida
University of Miami
USF Health Morsani
Boston University
Tufts
University of Massachusetts
University of North Carolina
Wake Forest University
Albert Einstein COM
Hofstra
Case Western
Ohio State University
University of Cincinnati
Thomas Jefferson University
University of Virginia
VCU
University of Vermont SOM
Tulane SOM
Brody SOM at ECU
Hackensack Meridian SOM
Drexel
Penn State COM
Eastern Virginia SOM
Virginia Tech Carilion SOM
University of Arizona - Phoenix
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2024.05.19 22:02 RefuseMyster (CivEng) What CC Classes should I take?

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2024.05.19 21:46 dead_but_preety Visa with IELTS of expired (currently) passport

I am currently in the process of obtaining a visa for study purposes, for which I need to provide my IELTS test results.
The passport I used during the registration for the IELTS test has recently expired, and I have since been issued a new one. However, my IELTS results are still valid.
My question is: will it be a problem for the British embassy if I provide them with IELTS test results that are linked to an expired passport? These are the same IELTS results that were accepted by my University that provides the neccesary documents to the UK office.
I am concerned that, in the worst-case scenario, I might be required to retake the IELTS exam.
Any help would be much appreciated
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2024.05.19 21:46 bright_cookie24 Manifested my success and failure at the same time

Hey everyone! I just wanted to share my success with y'all I have been into manifestion since 2 years now and after alot of failure here's what worked for me and what didn't
ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO I'M SORRY IF IT'S HARD TO UNDERSTAND A FEW THINGS YOU CAN FREELY ASK ME AND I'LL TRY MY BEST TO EXPLAIN IT
I finally move out and started my college at a new place and at a new state it was near to impossible because months ago I was financially struggling I had no motivation and felt like I can't get selected by any college because of my grades, My mom and dad didn't even had the money for me to study further and I kinda accepted it but something in me still wanted to try so I tried attracting my dream college which is one of the top buisness university in my country rn I felt anxious and scared and yeah... You guessed it right my online test for that particular University went great but I f-ked up in my university interview still after the interview I clammed myself somehow and forgot that it ever happened I listened to a random subliminal after that lol but somehow with low score and everything I got into that university
After everything I totally forgot about this top University and I prepared for other colleges and kept myself occupied with tests and work (and to my shock I got in all of them) fast forward to the next month I got my results which were very important for my university and bank loan, My exams went really bad because of family problems and I lost my motivation to study even knowing it was important still I couldn't focus but somehow without any prior studying or guidance I manage to pass in all my subject (which was still good cz I thought I'll fail) but I had failed in an additional subject which doesn't gets counted while calculating my overall percentage as it was additional so I was saved by an inch one thing I realised is I had put all my attention, thoughts, listening to subliminal and scripting while desiring my perfect grades but back of my mind it always hit me they my exams weren't good I had a 44 subliminals in my exam success playlist which idk is the reason that I got lesser than what I desired my marks to be. At the end everything worked out anyway and the bank nor the university stopped me due to my marks lol
Now here comes my another problem after receiving my offer letter I saw the fees and no way I could afford that but I always went to sleep thinking it happened and I'm in front of my dream university standing there admiring it and soon after a month a distinct relative of mine called my dad and told him he will fund my living expenses and everything I was over the moon to hear that (we aren't really close but that relative of mine still wanted to help to his own willingness) and after that I applied for a loan to cover my college fees and here you would need connections with the bank employees to get your process done fast or it would take upto a month to get approved (I had already emailed the university admission council to extend my fees deadline so I needed that money badly) but idk how an old friend of my mom got in contact with her and told us he could help me with that he had alot of connections in the bank which made the process fast. Also in my college process I just listened to one subliminal and that too I haven't consistently give it a thought or attention Maybe that's the reason why I got into that prestigious university.
I still don't exactly know what I did wrong while manifesting my exam desired marks a little guidance on this would be helpful for me to work on what really went bad from my side.
Currently I'm still in my hometown just waiting for my bank to approve my loan this week and then I'll be moving to my new appartment at a new place next month :)
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2024.05.19 21:46 Radiant-Cucumber-925 Comsats special test

Can we have 3 chances to attempt comsats special test
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2024.05.19 21:42 HumanSupremacyFan Empire of Statues

--⧼ BEGIN Broadcast Message ⧽--
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Priority Level: Urgent
:: From ::
Center Arm of the Emperor, Planet Laran
:: To ::
All Survivors of Fellow Royal Cast Broods
:: Message ::
The Emperor has graciously permitted the use of his Excellency's summer home on Planet Laran, located in the Empire's Center Arm, as a temporary refuge during the unprecedented violent Terran offences against His Holiness and the holiness of the Omni-brood of Ix.
:: Attachments ::
Coordinates and Flight Key
:: Royal Cryptographic Signature ::
Lord La'Ix, The Emperor's Right-Center Arm
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--⧼ END Broadcast Message ⧽--

earlier

"CURSE THEM! The great houses are going to have my bloody head for this! There is no way this should've happened and under my command too! The Golden Emperor's own exotic holiday world has gone to ash and the only one to blame is going to be me. Well it was basically my watch anyways. Curse. Them. All"
Those were the only legible sounds one could hear among the frantic stamping of one particular Ixian lord as he hurried away through the underbrush of the royal reserve just outside the centre palace. The same Ixian lord that, only hours earlier, was delighting in his typical cooked boar while enjoying his evening's entertainment of a young Terran girl running for her life from a loose Laran tiger. Something about the way those bipeds run always makes him laugh. Some similarly caste Ixian would call this form of entertainment childish, lowbrow, and immature. He would tend to agree. But sometimes he just wanted cheap slapstick humour. The day to day life of the royal caste tends to get dull with all the fine arts an Ixian of his caste is meant to enjoy.
"How did it all go to shit!?! I was always attentive, and there hasn't been an uprising since those terrans were tamed for the palace. I mean we mostly neuter the problematic ones anyways, so why all the sudden aggression?", he shouted in agitation at the emptiness in front of him.
Speeding through the royal garden which in actuality is a repurposed Savannah of the island the palace is on. The Ixian was a beast of speed. Perfectly honed and trained over decades, and genetically maintained over eons, he always proudly held that he was the fasted in his brood of 16. Making a name for himself among the other broodkin for being the most genetically suited for the rank of high general (not that there was any need for generals, there hasn't been need for war in so long). Of course the Ixians always pride themselves in having no excess potential, and adapting your environment to suit your biology, but it never hurts to have perfect biology. That's the true pride of an Ixian.
That innate need to change the universe rather than changing themselves is what led to their vast interstellar empire. One that reached from constellation to constellation and then eventually to the arms of entire galaxies, terraforming worlds to the same environment they were already adapted to. Since forcing nature into one's bidding was the most sacred duty of any that shared a lick of Ix biology.
Which was why the Ix was confident in themselves. This Ixian in particular surely felt surprised, but mainly he was only moderately upset at the sudden change of situation, from being comfortable in the royal dining hall to sudden exercise.
"Everything can be changed back. Everything can be changed back." It repeated the mantra to itself. As it began to relax and turn its snarled sharp mouth into a toothy grin.
"Yes, there is nothing to worry about at all. Then let's make a game plan. Just need to make it to the space port at the harbour. Grab a ride out and find someone else to take the fall. That old royal butler is as ancient as the dirt of the broodworld. Hell, he probably was there when it vanished in the shadow of the holy empire's long past." chuckling to himself at the quite witty remark, but saddened that no one else was there to hear it.
Should be realistic enough for the others to believe. But first things first, I need to reach the harbour-master. It thought while its dense muscles powered the beastly lizard-like form on its journey, as it bound in the direction of its destination at top speed on all fours.
The blood red sun was already kissing the horizon by the time the Ixian went to nearly collapse under exhaustion of the extended sprint. He hasn't ran this far and fast than when he a young broodling that won competitions and competitions in the royal sports. I think I might have overdid it. He thought while massaging the oncoming threat of a sneaky cramp in his hind leg.
The Ixian were well known for speed. But their stamina was another thing. There bodies simply didn't have the evolved features for long distance travel. There was never truly any need in the past, as their very steady and controlled climate and sparsely diverse ecosystem on Ix never truly required much challenge.
It turned its panting head to face the way it came, gazing proudly at the great distance it made in such a short while.
But something was off by that view. Something different to what he was expecting. The view itself was mostly fine. Well, as fine as a smoking mark in the distance, presumably from the summer palace being engulfed in flame and spitting great plumes of black smoke. But no, something about this view chilled him to this spine. Craning his neck from his vantage point he could swear there was a small speck in the distance.
What on great Ix is that?
All of a sudden realisation hit like a rock on a peaceful pond. Something was following him. Something unknown and cold was making its way to his location. He was certain it wasn't any of his guards, all guards permitted to serve under the royal summer home were Ixian of course. Physically bred for their strength and speed, and placed into roles of importance like protecting the higher caste such as himself. (Whereas this day being the only exception). It did look like he was the only Ixian that actually made it out of the palace so far. Ixians are able to cover short distances in phenomenal speed, akin to a scaly 4 legged beast of the hunt.
No this was something else.
Feeling a very small panic build up inside, but veiling that cold, unwanted terror as impatience at how far he still needs to travel yet. Lord La'Ix flexed his anterior legs and sped on leaving behind a red-yellow cloud of dust in his wake.
He frowned. Feeling strange at a never before felt sensation. Like something in the back of his perfectly designed brain was screaming a silent, but terrifyingly familiar warning.
"Ix itself is an ancient world. Temperate in climate, while abundant in vegetation and small game. It is unknown how the Ixian was formed on paradise.
The old priest can drum into your heads that I'Ix made us into being by indenting his form in the sand of the first beach and filling the shape with his life. Moulding us into being.
The heretic would counter and say we evolved from a previous species akin to ourselves over the course of untold lengths of time.
The philosopher would suggest that only on paradise would the sentient universe fill in the space for the perfect beings to enjoy the fruits of existence.
Lastly, even the lowest caste Ixian would point and laugh at the rest and say 'why talk about antiquity, when we can make more paradise to fill the heavens'."
-A popular Ixian parable
Lord La'Ix bolted up all of a sudden from his resting spot. Heart suddenly beating frantically. The stars had barely enough time to shift positions when last rested his weary body, only a couple hours must have passed since dusk fell and the world plunged into night.
The silence of the Savannah made sound from afar travel better. Aside from the quiet rustling of the wind he wasn't so sure what he heard. Assuming his bored ears were playing tricks on him.
Calming down, curling up on the flat cool rock he found he started to drift to the shadowless lands where all Ixian go when they dream...
Drums, no, not drums. Some sort of mechanical tool? Not that I ever heard of a tool that just beat the ground senseless. A strange beating sound could be heard, pounding into the ground. As he stayed frozen and very awake, he could have sworn it was getting louder. Closer.
CRACK. SNAP. CRACK.
Suddenly the entire valley echoed the sounds of a few broken sticks.
La'Ix jumped up, whirling around, and came to face something approaching fast that could only be described as a cold predator, not that there were any predators on the homeworld's recorded history. But every cell in his aching body reacted the same. DANGER, DANGER, RUN, RUN.
The silver light of the planet's 3 moons barely lit the valley but what that light bounced off of was a figure in motion. Front Legs pumping up and down, nostrils flaring, eyes too close together, and pupils so large it was like staring at darkness itself.
Hold on there are only 2 legs right? Sudden familiarity hit him hard, memories of last night's entertainment stained his mind. In the name of Ix is that a Terran?!?
La'Ix didn't realise it then, but it was looking at a Terran, despite the Terrans characteristics looking different to the standard slave he was used to seeing. The pumping body of the runner was made for such long distances. Sweat acting as a cooling mechanism, making the man glisten in the harsh moonlight, the enlarged nostrils taking in all the air the body needs for this type of strenuous activity. And the enlarged pupils, made for adjusting to low light environments.
Down on the plains of the Savannah were two creatures. One a perfect evolutionary miracle, practically evolution's first try gone right, Perfectly made for its environment and was never truly exposed to varying climates and environments. And the other, having crawled through the primordial ooze, and struggled and fought its way through dangers, diseases, and competition on its own horrifying world. Where deadly heat in deserts can dry out any living thing, and such freezing poles that can turn anything that enters it in pure ice.
The man's lean and sweat-slicken form was steadily making its way towards the frozen statue of La'Ix. Just as he got within 50 paces did La'Ix sprint away scattering pebbles in its path the echoes of which bounced back from the valley's sharp walls. Undeterred, the chaser kept steadily running. Jaws grit. Eyes locked on afar.
And afar was its prey. Sprinting away.
HOW IN IX'S NAME DID THAT THING KNOW WHERE I AM? The La'Ix in a fit of sudden excitement mixed with a heavy dose of panic, began its high octane sprint from the sudden looming threat of being found. Hind Legs propelling the creature's body forward, while its front arms, which were historically also for four legged locomotion, pulled the terrain closer with each stride. Increasing its momentum until it reached max speed.
"Broodling La'Ix!" said a stern but educated voice.
"Huh? Oh! Yessir!" a young Ix jumped to attention still thinking about more enjoyable things specifically outside of the classroom walls.
"Well? Can you please answer my question or will you make your other broodkin wait until Ix falls to ash first", the tutor said expectantly, prompting several muffles giggles in the room.
"Sorry sir. What makes the Ixian race its place in eternity is the attention we put in perfection. After our home-world of Ix's climate and terrain began to change, the leaders from antiquity decreed we carry on the spirit of the home-world in maintaining a consistent biological and genetic profile that will always be suited to Ix's surface. As we change worlds to be more like Ix, we can spread the spirit of Ix to them. As such, Change is- uh, change is..."
"Change is the poison of perfection, Remaining unchanged for Ix enable us to carry its spirit to other planets in the heavens", continued the tutor. "Well you certainly paid some attention to today's lesson at the very least. But remember that final part. It's the last of the core tenants you will need to remember."
"Yessir!"
A good half night passed on the surface of the Savanna. Where a previously noble and alert Ixian who took great care in appearances and status was no longer to be seen. Instead of that proud domineering alien representative of ix was a dishevelled, dusty, ragged creature, dehydrated, hungry, and exhausted from the various sprints it forced itself to endure to stay ahead of fate's ever closing hand.
Is this the sword of Damocles that was mentioned in the ancient Terran records? Always hanging down on those who hold power and seek more? Fate's sharp blade? But why me? I was never in any real power. All I wanted out of this life was a comfortable posting with no dirt and grime from the lower worlds. Why me? Why now? Why do I-
La'Ix snapped himself out of a daze. Is he here- No, no I should be far far away from that Terran now. Maybe I can find some-
A dim glow interrupted its train of thought. Much too early to be the Sunrise on the Emperor's summer planet, and much to low to be the light from one of it's 2 moons. It was a light from a town.
"That's right!" The Ixian barely managed to rasp in between haggard breaths. Its body barely able to continue the amount of self inflicted abuse it has suddenly been put in.
A lot more hunched over than the Ixian was earlier. It made its way towards a small town it knew was in between the palace and the harbour. The emperor loved his royal rustic towns and villages. It is said that his royal emperor would sometimes tour around them marvelling at the romantic theme of a simple rustic life. Although getting a personal town full of Ixians required a lot of lower caste be forced into long and expensive work contracts as background entertainers for the king's planet, all this excessive show of wealth was partially for peackocking the emperor's reputation, and partially for his own personal enjoyment. The Emperor is almost culturally required to flaunt his royal wealth in all forms in order to keep connections with all the royal houses. An emperor that doesn't shower their supporting aides and houses with grand gifts is fated to eventually be found cold on the floor of the royal banquet due to 'suicide from accidentally ingesting poison', as was the previous emperor.
To avoid such an unfortunate passing, the Higher Royals would trade vast resources, delicacies, and even exotic slaves to court 'royal favours'. Slaves of the Terran variety especially are considered to be the most unique of gifts the empire has ever acquired.
Terrans weren't necessarily large and bulky. Fighters were assigned to the Slave Obniraks. Powerful creatures used to fill the fields on tougher worlds where mechanical services would be deemed to expensive. The growth of a Obnirak into full working adulthood is only a few cycles. Meaning mass producing a workforce is quite an easy feat.
Terrans instead would take vast cycles to mature from a childling to an average adult. Meaning growing a slave force would take vast quantities of resources, immense patience, and strict guidance from their owners as to not create faulty creatures. All of which increases the general standing on any house that manages to keep a vast amount of Terran slaves in the best quality.
Terrans weren't necessarily docile and obedient. That role was perhaps given to the oldest slave race the Ix ever controlled. The Iralisa. It was known that they were made remarkably docile due to generations upon generations of select breeding, and pruning off the 'aggressive traits' from the gene pool. However, that led to the adverse effect of physically weakening them to a point where such docility and lack of a frame to keep up with their workload led to a general lack of Ixian interest and were subsequently purified.
Terrans are notoriously independent and herd-minded in larger quantities. Similar to growing a very stubborn Terulian Rose Vine. Which only looks impressive when great care have been given. Terrans need to be given an illusion of being ever so slightly free. Which typically involves owning vast amounts of land and nature to let them roam and graze. Of course, the only ones that can accommodate grand work forces of Terrans are the larger houses with the appropriate territory for humans, as is studied in the Ixian art of Servitude.
One can only guess which species is the Emperor's favourite.
The following town should indeed have both, low caste Ixians, and possibly none of the Emperor's favourite slaves.
The Ixian approached the glowing town. As it reached closer it straightened its back, upright on its hindlegs in the royal fashion. And proclaimed. "It is I! La'Ix, royal courtier. Lend me aid imme-"
Something is off. Not a single shadow in the town, I can see lights but no movement, where is every-
After turning the corner to the center of the small town, the dustied and weary creature froze in its tracks when it saw it. A pit nearly as wide as an Ixian land cruiser and who knows how deep filled with a stench so powerful it watered his eyes. Despite the Ixian's lack of a proper sense of smell. It knew the foul fetor of death.
The crudely dug pit was nearly overflowing when he approached it. Large, smoking, smouldering pyres cast that eerie light that had drawn him in.
"H-how? Wha-What the..." he trailed off when a local species of Laran boar growled and squealed as it tore a dead Ixian limb from the mountain of corpses.
"Who could've..."
He stopped. The shock of seeing his own kind laid like broken dolls in a bleeding pit slowly faded, replaced by a numbness. The Ixian had just noticed they were of Ix. Only of Ix.
Not a single terran colour was visible in the black and spotted pit of bodies. Not a single slave body was visible.
I-Impossible...
His legs gave way, either from the strain of the entire nights run, the horror facing him, or the threat from behind. He just dropped.
Minutes passed, or hours. It was hard to tell. But the Ixian lay slumped. Body unwilling to move further. Battered flesh unwilling to be propelled by a shattered spirit.
Mind slowly spinning up again. Thoughts began whirring to life in its mind. Could the rumours actually have been true? It had read the sparse reports of odd activity from certain Ixian-controlled worlds on the outer arms of the empire. Small uprisings of unknown origin. Hardly anything of note. If it had no affect on the greater houses then it was of no real concern to Ix and its emperor.
Could this threat have made its way to the centre arm already? Impossible. But what else could have done this to us?
Something caught the Ixian's eyes. In the middle of the pit it stood. A large stake, wet with deep Ixian crimson, dripping ever so slowly. Towering over the pit like a battlefield flag was a head of an Ixian rammed onto the tip of the spike. But the particular detail that caught the Ixian's eyes was a symbol cut into the flesh of the large forehead.
Looking from the outward-in. Eight concentric rings, which proceeded to get smaller and smaller in size until it reached a dark mass at the centre of the symbol. The Ixian never forgot the symbol and the affect it had on it.
Eight concentric rings, and a centre mass. Eight rings, and a mass. Eight- Eight what? Eight planets? And a star? ...
A growing pool of cold dread rose in its guts that made it shiver despite the fair night. This dread reflected the sharp reality on its frigid surface.
This Ixian was well-bred, well-trained, and well-educated. Although anyone with a basic education would know of such a pattern.
Terra and her sisters. THEIR star system...
Thump, thump, thump, thump.
It's not possible!-
Knowing what that sound meant, the Ixian tried to whirl around, its body barely being able to heed its masters commands. Just when it was starting to move again it felt it.
Sudden sharp agony. Sudden sharp, raging agony. The Ixian looked at it's hind leg. A sharpened wooden stake was jutting out of it.
It loud out a tight lipped scream, as it grasped the pulsating wound as one does immediately after an injury. It barely had enough time to look up at its attacker when the Terran bolted forward, shortening the distance between hunter and prey from metres to mere paces. The Ixian barely had enough time to block the hand grasping the knife as the arm flew forward at the last minute with a crash.
What phenomenal force!
Using the momentum from that sprint plus the wind up of his arm. The Terran was able to impart a phenomal show of force for a creature its size. That's when La'Ix for the first time saw a human in its raw unchanged form. Great beads of sweat collecting dust on its brow, to prevent it from entering the eyes. The constant release of sweat from the countless pores on its soft fleshy skin. Constant cooling? Even the visible veins and capillaries visible from the fire light.
What a beast of endurance-
Suddenly the horizon fell before the Ixian only to reveal the inky black sky dotted with pigments from stars like a painters masterpiece. When did I look up? Then a crash and blunt force from the ground.
The Ixian had been toppled over by that ferocious exchange of force.
Barely able to get up due to the wind being knocked out of its single large lung, the searing pain in its hind leg, and the exhaustion from the chase. It was too late. The terran was already on top of it. Taking up the entire view of the sky as the terran stepped forward into its field of vision.
The sudden perspective change made a once small and frail looking slave look grander than life, grander than all the legends told to Ixian broodlings.
The punches rained down. Repeatedly. A constant bombardment of beating rained like the drops of rain before the first dew. The previous pain in its leg forgotten, to invite a new visitor in the form of blunt force trauma. So ferocious were the raw blows to its carapace that the Ixian felt the exoskeleton crack under the increasing pressure and strain.
Something cracked, another thing snapped. The amount of pain too much to comprehend. The neurons firing in its second brain just assumed it was everywhere. Its half-working eye glimpsed the fist as it came down for the nth time. Red and split knuckles, revealing pure white bone beneath—a reinforced weapon. The perfect natural offence. All the muscles moved to propel it downwards where something else cracked and split.
Is this where I die?
As if understanding its fate the Ixian's form slumped over. Its body barely holding onto the natural exoskeleton shielding that covered its chest and facial area. Fluids leaking from the cracks that went too deep, and who knows how many internal ribs are shattered.
Its body, knowing that that more movement will cause more injuries, and further stimuli would confuse it further. It simply shut down.
The last moments it had as it fell backwards on its side. Was a small running figure. Hand clutching wooden spears. But the truly petrifying sight was behind it. A vast shadow flickering from the light of the lit pyres from the hunter in front of it. A shadow cast so large, jagged, and menacing it appeared to swallow the town whole.
And into a hole did the Ixian fall. A vacuum with no sensation or thought. Just darkness.
How... did we never notice such a... monster... in their... shadow...
All Ixians were taught about 'violence' and 'conflict' at an early age. As a sort of rite of passage that any of them would go through as they survive their early broodling days. As Ix have no natural predators, they had begun to instil a serving of some necessary conflict to keep their generations fresh and somewhat physically strong. As a precaution, only rudimentary forms of civil sports, races, shows of strength and courage were ever really explored. But always in a controlled and calm settings, as there would never be any true need for actual conflict.
As there was always a need to maintain ones own environment. The need never arose for the development of fighting techniques and schools of training. That was one of the best parts of being an Ix that many thought. Having supreme control over the worlds you inhabit means setting gravity, atmospheric pressure, humidity, and temperatures to the perfect levels for comfort replaced any need for biological change. Why grow when you can keep everything the same way, how you like it.
They were a vast empire. An empire of statues.
-Excerpt from the history of extra-solarian species, Author unknown
It awoke to a burning radiating heat from in front. The large sun was already starting to set on the horizon when it awoke. Had a whole day passed? Or two?
Trying to block the setting sun from its eyes it couldn't. "What?...", barely made out in a whisper.
I'm tied up.
And indeed the Ixian was right. Tied up next to a small brook, with a scorching fire in front of it. The monster nowhere to be seen.
"No good... it's too tight", it grunted in an attempt to escape its bindings.
Going slack in defeat it avoided any additional movement. Not having the energy to spare to move. It was lucky to have always been lazy at shedding its carapace - a frequent nag from its broodmother - might just have become its salvation in this case.
Thank Ix.
So there it stayed.
Hours passed. The Sun fully set and the stars awake in this dark world barely lit up the wildlands. Only the prisoner in this cone of firelight existed out here.
A rustling up ahead caught the prisoner's attention disturbing the eerily still silence of the Savannah night. And ungodly horror of a squeal ruptured the air invoking a deep visceral terror within the bound prisoner. Something. Something close but just outside the firelight was eyeing it, glinting from beyond the light. Those dark predatory eyes stabbed the prisoner with a sudden coldness. All while the squealing suddenly halted. SNAP. SQUELCH.
Now it came, emerging into the light. A beast. Holding a knife in one bloodied hand, dripping on the dirt. And dragging by the leg, a massive adult Laran boar grotesquely smearing thick blood still warm from the cut in the neck on the dirt.
The prisoner watched, barely moving, barely breathing. Frozen with the horror in front of it as the bloodied carcass was skinned; fur sliced away with harsh, scraping sounds with the crude knife. Spurting remaining blood all over the site.
The pink naked flesh then washed in the brook, leaving a distinct smell of oxidised blood in the air, before being skewered and roasted over the roaring flames. Fat popping violently in the heat.
In this gruesome display, the beast revealed not just a fate for the boar, but a dark hint of what might come. The realisation struck deep—this could be more than just a demonstration; it was a terrifying preview of its own potential end.
It passed out again.
Only to be awoken by the haunting echoes of a wild, desperate squeal that once thrummed through the savannah's eerie silence. Dare it open its eyes?
After a great heavy effort -utilizing its every last drop of courage- one eye cracked open. And what it saw. Made it regret ever having done so.
Right across from it, the hunter was a grotesque silhouette against the flickering fire. Grasping a severed boar leg was a mouth viciously biting, ripping, tearing into the flesh with primal ferocity. Each bite was deliberate, each tear of sinew was a clear, calculated demonstration of supreme savagery. Its jaw muscles bulged with the force of a bite.
All the while, the eyes—deep, abyssal pits—fixed intently on the prisoner. Deepest black pits stared back at it. Watching. Observing. Calculating, with a dark intelligence. it was calculating. It was relishing the terror it inspired and the control it exerted. Or planning its next meal.
The sounds of ripping flesh filled the thick, blood-soaked air. Deep into the night. Deep into this never-ending nightmare.
Never once did the prisoner move. Not an iota. Frozen in abject horror.
The night passed quietly. After the feast the human had, or the desecration of life that the prisoner saw, whichever way you look at it. The human nodded off to sleep. Content in the success of his mission. But the tied up creature had no such rest. Sending silent pleas to the stars that it might be saved. But not daring to make a sound, less it awaken that sleeping horror. Or was it sleeping? Dear Ix, it might be watching me. Feigning sleep to keep an eye on its meal. Dear Ix I'm next...
All through the night, the demons plagued its mind. Until the warmth of the morning rose, and with it the sound of an Ixian cruiser.
Elation could not be an understatement for the tired, tied, beat, and bruised thing. Craning its neck to the direction of the sound about to bellow out an Ixian warning to the demon resting next it.
"BE CAREFUL! THERE'S ONE HERE-". It stopped speaking. That previous elation it felt at a saviour arriving to rescue it from the demons grasp, fizzled out like a drop of water in a drought.
That all so familiar cold remained. And the dryness of despair. As pairs of dark pupils shot back at it.
On the cruiser were tall adult Terrans. Clean cut, well fed, well dressed Terrans. Four, no Six, no eight of them. All hanging onto the side of cruiser while it made its way to their location. Compared to the demon waking up beside it, these creatures were organised. A savageness neatly packaged in a uniform with a symbol. The prisoners eyes grew wide in its sunken sockets. 8 rings, and a centre mass. They must be the cause of, well all this.
Accepting fate, its head fell in part defiance, in part to avoid the stinging eyes of these others. It felt their gaze burn through—cold, cruel, calculating. There is nothing I can do any longer.
"You're finally here. What took you so long?" The runner said to his approaching comrades, "Took all night to catch up to him."
"Hey Jan, great work", the tall militant woman shot back. With a playful punch to his arm. "Guess all that cardio really paid off, didn't I tell you it would!" She let out a playful guffaw.
"Thanks Chel", replied Jan.
"Ok chop chop people, we're on a schedule. We need to reach the port ASAP remember? Come on Jan, rest up all you like, you're still on the clock."
"Aye sir." Jan shot back in a mock salute, gaining a sneer from the commandant, then a sneaky smile.
"Don't forget your trash. And make sure its breathing still."
It creaked open its eyes, seeing pairs of boots moving towards it and standing in front. In silence. Then all of a sudden, felt pairs and pairs of hands pull and tug. and lift it up The thing let out a pathetic silent sob. While it was loaded in the back of the cruiser, face up. Staring at eyes, piercing black dots peering back. It could never understand what was being felt by those eyes and those faces.
Ixians wear their emotions on their carapace; spots and stripes would slowly appear in certain parts, representing emotions and feeling that their bodies felt in a general sense. But the most private thoughts were of course, still kept private.
But this. This was just too foreign. The eyes never stopped. Even in the swaying movement of the cruiser the pupils never broke contact. Those eyes. As if it was peering into it, envelops your entire mind. There was no way to hide, even hiding in his inner self would do no good. Those eyes. Those predator eyes can find me anywhere I try to escape to. Inside and out.
Some times passes.
"You know. I lost good friends to the royal caste. Especially to this one's brood clan or whatever they like to call it." One of them was looking right at it when they said it. It turned its eyes over to the source. A short one, with a slave scar on the neck said it. A scar that shot through his memories. A scar inflicted to property owned by, his brood. This one is dangerous..., it thought.
Jan, and the others didn't look but felt it. The cold darkness in that tone made it clear what it intended to do.
The female militant, Chel, I think her name was. Slowly reached to the side arm on her holster. Sensing the oncoming problem.
"You still understand me don't you? I've had to watch good people die. Damn good people." The scarred one one stood, grabbing the upper rail of the cruiser to steady themselves. "I hear that even if you get ill, you become the entertainment for the night. What was it now?" She paused for a brief second. "Oh I remember".
"Stil" Chel said slowly. "Cool it". Hand still on the butt of the sidearm.
Not hearing or not wanting to reply. Stil continued. "Torn apart by those raptor pets. Hands or feet cut off as souvenirs for those fucked-up parties and those fucked-up guests. Oh yea, and the 'toy play' or whatever they call it. Can't have Ken and Barbie fight back now, can we?"
Stil leaned closer to the now cowering, shaking thing, "I wonder which one was your favourite." The words cut through La'Ix like an icicle. This was the first time these demons actually spoke to it directly. And it didn't like it. It could sense the venom from the words.
"Stil..." Chel slowly got up, hand still at the ready. "I said cool it." The line had a steely warning to it. Chel wouldn't risk the mission. Even if it meant doing what must be done.
Agonizing seconds passed. The cowering, shaking thing seemed to grow whiter and whiter by the second, It's spots clearly showing what it felt. Staring up, Not willing to move but being unable to hide. It felt the absolute crushing weight of the present. Grinding it down to a paste.
Everyone stayed still. The two militants didn't move. The rest didn't seem to even have paid attention to the converstation, still looked away.
Longer passed.
Stil smiled, "Oh come on Chel, you know I wouldn't do anything to our friend here? You know I was just playing around." Stil laughed. Chel didn't react.
Stil immediately crouched, faced the shaking prisoner inches apart eye to eye, and in a whisper said "Right friend?"
She wants me to reply? Dear Ix I can't even think with those eyes in front of me What do I do?! What do I say?!
"Right. Friend?" Stil repeated slower and colder. Like the blade of a surgeon hovering over skin, ready to plunge.
The gears of its Ixian brain grinded to a screeching halt. In utter desperation to find a reply it simply gave up. Instead, it felt a warmth slowly spread. Slowly spread between its hind legs. It had released its bladder.
"BAHAHAHAHA LOOK AT IT" Stil roared in laughter. The sound of it rattling the prisoners brain with the sound. Disorienting its senses. "NOW THAT'S CLASSIC TIMING IF I'VE EVER SEEN IT!" She plopped back down face red and still laughing.
The Ixian didn't know what to do but tremble and sob silently on the cold surface of the cruiser surrounded by laughter. and the warmth of its piss. It tried to plug its ears. But the sound still came. Laughter. Laughter. Laughter. Dear Ix, what are these demons... where are they taking me? To hell?...
The cruiser kept cruising. Towards the port across the island. Trailing laughter behind. Or to the sobbing wreck of a thing, demonic cackling.
The scent of familiarity wafted into the senses of the prisoner as the cruiser started to slow. The smell of the salt, the chirping of familiar aviaries. Sound of the crash of sea. The port.
Braving a sentence for the first time in for what seems eternity. It let out a question "...w..w..where ... why... are... ... we ...h... here?" It managed to say shakily, eyes downcast.
As if in response, a sharp shove greeted it from the back and a hard hit on the ground was as much of an answer it was getting.
"Move it", Jan said gruffly.
They walked. the ixian still bound but free to walk in the middle of the group of humans. Towards a destination still not known. The walk twisted, and turned, and twisted again. One thing struck out to the prisoner. It was too clean, especially for what it was expecting, it's last experience being in the previous blood-soaked town laden with bodies and carrion eaters.
The port town was completely silent, free from the regular hustle and bustle it usually had even when the emperor was not present. And superbly clean. Not a single piece of dirt to be seen. Not a single Ixian either. Where did everyone go? Did they make it out somehow when these invaders came?
In the background, the surf broke relentlessly.
Piercing eyes caught the prisoners glance, as it wandered curiously around the town. Realising its mistake La'Ix tried to look away but the burning gaze gripped his own.
As if reading its soul. The human answered the hidden question bubbling up in La'Ix. "You should've seen them your royal majesty". The one called Stil said while bending in mocking courtesy.
The surf pounded the shore even more loudly now.
"They don't swim well. Especially the young ones. They dropped like stones. Turning all white by the time they stopped moving."
Louder now. The sea roared.
Nothing came. Not a thought in La'Ix's mind. Its mind struggled to comprehend the depth of what was said by Stil, the scarred human.
The waves boomed louder now. Louder than the sun, echoing louder than the screams of all the Ixians that must have perished.
It saw the lips of the standing-devil in front of it. But all the came from its blood red lips were obscured by the sound of the pounding of the waves. The echoes of drowned kin, thudding and slapping against the shore, merged with the relentless surf in La'Ix's mind.
This is for our sins.
Wave after wave, the relentless surge continued, each one a haunting reminder of the souls lost to the sea, each crash a ghostly thud of bodies hitting the shore.
Very slowly did some exhausted neuron in the Ixian's head come to a conclusion as to how these creatures in front of it can be so relentless, so cruel, and so evil. When pushed to beyond its breaking point, did their true carnivorous instincts rear their ugly head.
Oh dear Ix. What sort of environment could breed such demons?
La'Ix didn't remember what happened next. The memories feel like a distant dream now as he sits watching the port sky now.
The aching brand on his forehead of the 8 ringed system, pulsed in pain—a departing gift from his newly made friends, stung from the salty sea air.
He barely recalls the staggered walk from the empty inter-arm transmission office and the inputting of his biometric royal seal. He barely even remembers the message that was sent under his name and signature
And even less does he remember what he heard what will happen next.
All alone now, he stares at the sky of the empty port town. As he watches more royal ships enter the atmosphere.
He gazes upward, thoughtlessly, statue-like Knowing fate will come for them all. Fate in the form of piercing black eyes and a monster so large it can fit in a shadow.
A single thought, carried its way from above the despair to the surface. Slowly. Like a bubble in a pool of tar.
What was I meant to tell the emperor again?
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2024.05.19 21:42 FlashMiniSoccer Wanna know something cool?

There's a city in Canada called London. It has a population 420K. It's the 15th largest in the country and 6th largest in Ontario. About two hours from Toronto, 2 and a half from Buffalo, and 2 from Detroit. This is where I went to university. I had a fun time. It's a large city, with a lot of people. Again, almost half a million. And that population grew over the course of over 160 years. Despite that, it struggles with homelessness.
Wanna know where I'm getting with this? Apparently the Immigration Office of Canada released some new numbers. Guess how many people have entered Canada in 2024 alone? 400K. In 4 months. We have just added the 15th largest city in the country in less than half a year. And wanna know the best thing about this?
NO NEW HOUSES ARE BEING BUILT LOLOLOL 😭😖
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2024.05.19 21:34 HumbleInterest The Tragic Implications of Debling's Interest in the Northwest Passage

“This book is on voyages to the North, where Lord Debling intends to travel.”
“Miss Featherington, are you reading about the fabled Northwest Passage?”
(S3 E4 11:16)
Hi everyone! I posted a comment about it right after season 3 dropped, and I have seen a bit of interest in the Northwest Passage on here recently. I thought that for those of you who didn’t learn about it extensively in school in the small corner of Canada that I did, I’d put together a little informative post on the extremely brief (and perhaps even inconsequential!) reference to the Northwest Passage in Episode 4. I’ll provide an overview of the Passage and its history, touch on some characteristics of travel to this region, and conclude with some completely speculative comments on the literary purpose of evoking the passage in this scene in Season 4.
Also, full credit to the other NWP enthusiasts who have been making posts about this and discussing it in other threads.
A quick note on the colonial nature of this post: Throughout this short post, I refer to several colonial expeditions to the land many of us call Canada. Although I attempt to be cognizant of my language, it is important to note that the Inuit people who live in the arctic regions that I reference have navigated the sea ice for thousands of years (Panikkar et al., 2018) and that the written history of this region are often hegemonic and euro-centric narratives that were formed within colonial frameworks.
More information on the Inuit and their culture, language, and traditions can be found here: https://www.itk.ca/about-canadian-inuit/
References are at the end. If you like this post, you might also like the speculative post I made about the influences of the Eros/Psyche quote in the which is also endless academic yapping.
Exploring the Northwest Passage- a bit of context
In August of 1820, Lieutenant Edward Parry, a member of the British Royal Navy observed the dense ice and snow of arctic land and sea that was thought to be the location of the mysterious Northwest Passage. From a simple look, he knew that no ship in existence would be able to pass through ice sheets of such a great thickness and that extended for such a long distance (Brandt, 2011). Despite his pessimism, by Parry’s time, British sailors and explorers had been explicitly seeking the passage for hundreds of years (Williams & Costley, 2010; Day, 2006, p. xxiv), dreaming of exploiting the desirable economic prospect of a Western route from Europe to burgeoning Asian markets.
First encounters: When European sailors first encountered North America, it was in pursuit of a route west to Asia. They were, of course, incorrect about the location of Asia. And although a great deal of interest shifted to mapping the new continent, there was also an acknowledgement that there would be great economic benefits to finding a way around this newly encountered landmass (Day, 2006). Over time, the reasons and methods of locating the Northwest Passage changed and evolved, but interest never truly went away.
Renewed British interest: Notably, at the end of the 15th century, when the Ottoman Turk’s empire extended into the Mediterranean and eastward, European merchants were no longer allowed to move and trade freely (Day, 2006). Seeking new routes for the Pacific, European (and especially British) explorers turned West. The Northwest Passage was a concept, a theoretical possibility, for European explorers. It was seen as a potential commercial sea route to the trading markets that were already established and burgeoning in Asia. The Passage was a route with phenomenal economic potential, especially as European consumers sought spices, materials, salts, and woods from foreign markets (Williams & Costley, 2010).
Based on their knowledge of the Southern Hemisphere and the potential geography of the world, many believed that a similar passage would be reflected in the earth’s northern pole (Day, 2006). As a result, there was a massive potential for financial gain for colonial governments and individuals, should such a passage ever be found.
Public fascination: The passage became a point of national fascination for many members of the public. In pursuit of this fascination, many enthusiastic researchers “persuaded persons of influence and wealth to send out discovery expeditions” (Williams & Costley, 2010, p. xv). With governments in Europe stabilizing, the emergence of an economy of cheap labour (lower class men who were willing to take on the dangerous work at sea), and the rapid development of ship technology, the 1600s was a prime time to set out on expeditions.
The fascination with the Passage continued for 300 years until a passage was finally navigated by sea in full in the 1900s. Over the course of history, Anthony Brandt describes the fascination with the Passage’s discovery as a tragedy (2011). He writes: “hubris, an all-too-human arrogance and pride that triggered a particular calamity” (p. 5) as being the tragedy of the exploration for the Passage. Despite the fascination of the public with it, the ice “remained intractable, impenetrable, and, for those who challenged it, a kind of fate” (p. 5) George Malcom Thomson reported that the Passage did not exist where popular imagination speculated it must be (Day, 2006). He noted: “the whole enterprise was founded on a misapprehension, a geographical fiction, a fairy-tale … and downright inventions that scholar manufacture to amaze themselves” (p. xxv).
The danger of the passage: Voyages to and in search of the passage were fraught. Many never returned, and those who did survive faced immense physical and mental challenges. There were, of course, significant difficulties with massive ice drifts and shelves. However, the relative location of the expeditions to the north pole led to issues with magnetic variation for compasses. Fog further complicated travel (Williams & Costley, 2010).
There were also extreme mental dangers to pursuing the NWP. MooSmith’s expedition in the mid-1700s reported “potentially murderous quarrels between officers” (Williams & Costley, 2010, p. xvi); John Franklin noted that the things that occurred on his ship “must not be known” (p. xvi); and it was noted that on the McClure, Beckler, and Collinson expeditions, “tensions” erupted “as captains and subordinate officers exchanged threats of court martial, and some officers spend years under close arrest on their ships” (p. xvi).
In the time of Bridgerton: The end of the Napoleonic Wars in 1815 allowed for greater expeditions by the British Royal Navy (Day, 2006). This would have included surveys of a large portion of the global north and the Arctic. There were a large number of “successful” (depending on how you define it) land expeditions that had made progress in producing surveys and maps of the region. Despite significant ongoing interest in discovering the Passage, in particular, little progress had been made. Later still, despite more advanced mapping by the Hudson Bay Company and expeditions by many notable sailors, there was still no route by the 1820s (Day, 2006).
What does it signify? If a character in Bridgerton was voyaging to the Arctic, it could take them less than a year to reach areas of the Hudson Bay that would be suitable for a scientific voyage. That in itself is not overly dangerous. However, the reference to the Northwest Passage is an interesting literary point. Of all of the places to voyage in the Arctic, even at the time, it would have been an immensely dangerous trip to set out on. The persistent lack of success for a solid 30 years after this season takes place may reference the fact that this is a voyage that Debling is unlikely to ever return from.
It doesn’t help that Debling’s odds are really stacked against him. He does not eat meat, one of the only renewable sources of food for arctic expeditions. There is little to no fresh naturally occurring produce (during the Coppermine expedition, the surviving crew members famously ate lichen to survive once they lost the favour of local indigenous groups and fur traders) and did not do well.
Certainly, it lends a very tragic potential element to the story. The Arctic, if mentioned alone, is not necessarily an overly dangerous location to travel to. Yes, marine travel in the 1800s was still a dangerous endeavour in its own right, let alone in an area as unnavigable by sea as the Arctic. However, the North, in many regions, had active whaling expeditions, Indigenous populations that were willing to trade and work with sailors, and (in some areas) active fur trades. If the purpose of Debling’s travel was only to highlight his unique interests and sense of purpose, the show had many methods of doing so. The choice to reference a notorious and dangerous Northwest Passage, there is an extremely interesting element of danger that is introduced.
What would this potential marriage mean for Penelope? Of course, Penelope’s name is a reference to the wife of Odysseus, who unwillingly takes ten years to return home after the Trojan war. In contrast to Colin, who returns with a steadfast conviction, Debling may represent a kind of eternal limbo for Penelope, should she marry him. Although Debling’s trip is set to take 3 years, it would be hard to prove his death. Likely, she would be a widow for years, if not her entire life, before they were able to locate his ship. The HMS Terror was famously lost in 1845 and not located until 2016(!). As a result, Penelope would likely be stuck at home, awaiting his return, in the same tragic fashion of her namesake in Greek mythology.
As such, not only is there a potential tragic reference to Debling’s future, but there is also a dark illusion to what Penelope’s life may look like as his wife. Of course, this is all based entirely on implication, but it is an interesting act of speculative foreshadowing.
Thanks for reading!
References
Brandt, A. (2011). The man who ate his boots: the tragic history of the search for the northwest passage. Anchor.
Day, A. (2006). Historical dictionary of the discovery and exploration of the Northwest Passage (Vol. 3). Scarecrow Press.
Panikkar, B., Lemmond, B., Else, B., & Murray, M. (2018). Ice over troubled waters: Navigating the Northwest Passage using Inuit knowledge and scientific information. Climate Research, 75(1), 81-94.
Williams, G., & Costley, S. (2010). Arctic labyrinth: The quest for the Northwest Passage. University of California Press.
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2024.05.19 21:28 PorchDeck Emre - Tank Hero Concept

Emre - Tank Hero Concept
Story/Bio:
Emre returned to Istanbul after Operation White Dome and the Omnic Crisis to help with recovery effects in the aftermath. When traveling outside of Istanbul, he grew a strong attachment to even helping the local wildlife in Turkey, which includes some that he finds the most fascinating like the leopard, chameleon and falcon. Emre eventually decided to venture out into the world instead of returning to Overwatch and came across many in his travels that helped him create and perfect the battle suit that he now uses in combat to channel the very abilities of his home country’s native animals in order to help defend his homeland from any would-be threats. After a near-death experience and stability returned to his home, Emre sees his second chance at life as an opportunity to now lend his strength to his former team at Overwatch and “rise from the ashes” much like the legendary Phoenix.
Ability Notes:
· Primary: I wanted him to be mostly melee focused, so claws with just sustained/constant damage seemed like a good way to go. It’s simple, hack n slash type of gameplay, much in the way of Reinhardt hammer swings in terms of coverage.
· Secondary: If he was going to be a Tank, he needed some form of defense, especially if close quarters would be a constant for him. Instead of it being an exact Doom block on a cooldown, this would be a resource meter like Defense Matrix. Based on the amount of damage you block, he will receive Overhealth. Overhealth seemed like a strong mechanic for him (though Shields could also work I guess) since he gets stronger on low health and needed some way to utilize this but not die instantly and be able to actually use it and have it matter. The perfect block just is to reward not sitting there holding it, but it didn’t need to be too powerful where you can achieve it for no extra cost. So maybe a bit more resource meter cost, then you can get the automatic tail whip to deal damage and for crowd control. I imagined this tail whip animation/attack would have either just simply have invincibility frame, deflect projectiles back, send a fire strike-like projectile back at the enemy attack that achieved the perfect block and/or just simply destroy projectiles while spinning.
· Alternate Fire: Again, not married to the idea, but just needed something that wasn’t exactly the same as anyone else that could help give some extra options for poke damage, similar to the way that Ram has options. I also just feel like not that many heroes utilize the switching weapons all that much, so good to have more with the option to do so with limited ability slots.
· Pounce: I would imagine this ability to allow him to start slashing and have the damage ramp up as he goes rather than being immense from the start (unless there’s a high Bloodlust bonus), so that people can have a chance to live through it. I also figured this could be something abled to be interrupted by ANY CC to give it some balance. So any boop, stun, hack, etc. could stop it before it gets to the Overhealth generation phase and lessen the damage to save the pinned ally. This could also just work as a quicker pin, 3 slashes and out type of ability, so that the pin aspect isn’t quite so much. He would be vulnerable and able to be punished during it, so not a fully OP ability hopefully.
· Cloaked Regeneration: We generally hate invisibility thanks to Sombra, but this wouldn’t quite be the same in that he can’t just freely move about the battlefield cloaked and it could still be found out with the normal spy checking methods. I originally wanted this to be a way to heal like Mei’s Ice Block, but getting to the Bloodlust aspect, healing seems to not always be the play. So, another source of Overhealth, so that he can recuperate in some way without losing that benefit. I also thought about adding some more chameleon-like features during this ability such as enhanced detection abilities that the animal naturally has. For instance, he could detect enemies within a proximity, have an added “focus” look during it to see brighter enemy indicators in the distance and/or hear heartbeats during it to tell where enemies in a certain area are. But perhaps it’s a bit too much and better left not being included.
· Untamed Traversal: Similar to my need to include the different animal aspects, I simply wanted him to have something from each. Double Jump for Leopard (originally wanted a leap, but Pounce exists and this would only be during flight cooldown), Wall Climb for Chameleon and Flight with the Falcon. The flight could be simply like Echo’s or more varied like Echo’s recent Mirror Watch version where it’s a quick dart in a certain direction. Gliding/floating just felt like a natural thing for him to have, as well, with the wings and all. I realized afterwards that wording of this could be confusing, but it's meaning that while Flight itself is on cooldown, he can double jump instead when pressing Jump twice. Wall climb can be done no matter what, but there are probably times where you could accidentally use Flight instead climbing the wall depending on when you are pressing Jump in rapid succession, and it doesn't trigger the climb as intended.
· Bloodlust: I felt that he needed a passive that would be different from other OW heroes, but this would be sort of similar to Sombra’s Opportunist one that got replaced with Hacked Targets. This would lead to more “high risk, high reward” gameplay, where you may not necessarily WANT to be on full or near full health before jumping into the fray. The Overhealth options are there to help aid with this, and can even be further helped by something like Lucio’s Beat to make other plays with it. He also still needed to have a way to just be healed regularly, in case that’s the proper play, but with the new healing passive, it just seemed like it needed to be stopped from ruining such plans immediately. Instead of so many Overhealth options, I guess damage reduction could come into play, but the health just makes it easier to judge in some ways what might work and what won’t while you try to linger on low health. Other passives could have even been the detection things that I mentioned for Cloaked Regeneration, which would just add to the animal-related abilities aspect of him.
Overall Notes:
I wanted to make a hero that had powers of different animals (like Vixen in the DC Universe). I was looking up different types and thought of Emre who is from Turkey and looked up animals that could be found in Turkey that would also fit this. So, I went with a Leopard (for the claws/attack abilities), Chameleon (for the stealth, wall climbing and they are known for utilizing their tail for different things) and Falcon (for the wings and being a bird of prey). This is also layered into just also having the bird- styled dart weapon and the Phoenix-based ult. Giving him the alternate fire dart weapon was inspired from an old anime cartoon I remember seeing a long time ago (G Force: Guardians of Space). In this show, there were multiple bird related heroes, and one used a throwing weapon that was a bladed bird that he would toss out and it would bounce off of different enemies and surfaces and come back to him. Admittedly, he doesn’t really NEED this, but just to be an option to not be solely reliant on melee, as he’s not quite the disruptor that Doom can be and could maybe use more options. He does have a lot of mobility options, so it definitely is something that I’m not entirely adamant about him having in his kit.
As for the role, people really have been asking for a melee DPS unit and some version of this could work. I recently saw Marvel Rivals and was surprised to see how similar Black Panther was to what I envisioned (though damage vs tank), but I feel like mine adds more ways to use such a passive like Bloodlust and not get immediately punished for it or have to run for healing right away. However, if some more things were adjusted to make the Overhealth gains not so much and maybe taking away some things like the guard, it could work as a melee unit. Another issue that I wouldn’t want to happen is the Sombra effect, where a DPS would just be cloaked and stalking heroes at spawn and pounce/kill immediately. A DPS can be gone from the fight reasonably, but if your Tank is missing and doing this, then a lot less likely of a scenario to happen for the team fight aspect, though Ball can kind of do this with his unmatched mobility options.
It also doesn’t have to be Emre specifically, but I really would love to see him, and it just gave a good excuse since he’s been MIA for so long that he could literally be anything at this point. Admittedly, I could be missing some key information about him as I’m not a true member of the EmreMains where I would know, so I didn’t have the lore knowledge to create a more related story/kit for him. I'm also not all that familiar with specific details of the lore/timeline to know if the rest is viable, either. For the character, I had ideas for certain interactions that he certain heroes by giving his suit the ability to translate speech like Wrecking Ball’s mech, where he could communicate with animals. Either just with super intelligent ones like Hammond or all, in general. Tanks unfortunately don’t get to interact much on the same team, but even just elimination lines and references could be made to them having a connection, same for Winston. I’m not 100% certain where his tech would have originated from, I figured he could taken a little bit from many different people (Hammond, Lifeweaver, Echo, Orisa/Efi, etc.), so there could be potential there depending on what would work story-wise. I would love it if Illari could be involved since she kind of has no one but…not sure how it would work or how she could contribute, though her people did have interesting solar threading tech.
Side note, the image is probably not the best, but fighting with the AI to not just give me random images of evil looking romance novel type images or automatically giving him Mercy wings when I mentioned Overwatch, this was one of the best that kind of showed what I was envisioning, so I went with it even though my editing abilities aren’t great and I could NOT get rid of the transparent background from the wing details and had to leave some pixelation/background in unfortunately.
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2024.05.19 21:25 HumbleInterest The Tragic Implications of Debling's Interest in the Northwest Passage

“This book is on voyages to the North, where Lord Debling intends to travel.”
“Miss Featherington, are you reading about the fabled Northwest Passage?”
(S3 E4 11:16)
Hi everyone! I posted a comment about it right after season 3 dropped, and I have seen a bit of interest in the Northwest Passage on here recently. I thought that for those of you who didn’t learn about it extensively in school in the small corner of Canada that I did, I’d put together a little informative post on the extremely brief (and perhaps even inconsequential!) reference to the Northwest Passage in Episode 4. I’ll provide an overview of the Passage and its history, touch on some characteristics of travel to this region, and conclude with some completely speculative comments on the literary purpose of evoking the passage in this scene in Season 4.
A quick note on the colonial nature of this post: Throughout this short post, I refer to several colonial expeditions to the land many of us call Canada. Although I attempt to be cognizant of my language, it is important to note that the Inuit people who live in the arctic regions that I reference have navigated the sea ice for thousands of years (Panikkar et al., 2018) and that the written history of this region are often hegemonic and euro-centric narratives that were formed within colonial frameworks.
More information on the Inuit and their culture, language, and traditions can be found here: https://www.itk.ca/about-canadian-inuit/
References are at the end. If you like this post, you might also like the speculative post I made about the influences of the Eros/Psyche quote in the Polin sub which is also endless academic yapping.
Exploring the Northwest Passage- a bit of context
In August of 1820, Lieutenant Edward Parry, a member of the British Royal Navy observed the dense ice and snow of arctic land and sea that was thought to be the location of the mysterious Northwest Passage. From a simple look, he knew that no ship in existence would be able to pass through ice sheets of such a great thickness and that extended for such a long distance (Brandt, 2011). Despite his pessimism, by Parry’s time, British sailors and explorers had been explicitly seeking the passage for hundreds of years (Williams & Costley, 2010; Day, 2006, p. xxiv), dreaming of exploiting the desirable economic prospect of a Western route from Europe to burgeoning Asian markets.
First encounters: When European sailors first encountered North America, it was in pursuit of a route west to Asia. They were, of course, incorrect about the location of Asia. And although a great deal of interest shifted to mapping the new continent, there was also an acknowledgement that there would be great economic benefits to finding a way around this newly encountered landmass (Day, 2006). Over time, the reasons and methods of locating the Northwest Passage changed and evolved, but interest never truly went away.
Renewed British interest: Notably, at the end of the 15th century, when the Ottoman Turk’s empire extended into the Mediterranean and eastward, European merchants were no longer allowed to move and trade freely (Day, 2006). Seeking new routes for the Pacific, European (and especially British) explorers turned West. The Northwest Passage was a concept, a theoretical possibility, for European explorers. It was seen as a potential commercial sea route to the trading markets that were already established and burgeoning in Asia. The Passage was a route with phenomenal economic potential, especially as European consumers sought spices, materials, salts, and woods from foreign markets (Williams & Costley, 2010).
Based on their knowledge of the Southern Hemisphere and the potential geography of the world, many believed that a similar passage would be reflected in the earth’s northern pole (Day, 2006). As a result, there was a massive potential for financial gain for colonial governments and individuals, should such a passage ever be found.
Public fascination: The passage became a point of national fascination for many members of the public. In pursuit of this fascination, many enthusiastic researchers “persuaded persons of influence and wealth to send out discovery expeditions” (Williams & Costley, 2010, p. xv). With governments in Europe stabilizing, the emergence of an economy of cheap labour (lower class men who were willing to take on the dangerous work at sea), and the rapid development of ship technology, the 1600s was a prime time to set out on expeditions.
The fascination with the Passage continued for 300 years until a passage was finally navigated by sea in full in the 1900s. Over the course of history, Anthony Brandt describes the fascination with the Passage’s discovery as a tragedy (2011). He writes: “hubris, an all-too-human arrogance and pride that triggered a particular calamity” (p. 5) as being the tragedy of the exploration for the Passage. Despite the fascination of the public with it, the ice “remained intractable, impenetrable, and, for those who challenged it, a kind of fate” (p. 5) George Malcom Thomson reported that the Passage did not exist where popular imagination speculated it must be (Day, 2006). He noted: “the whole enterprise was founded on a misapprehension, a geographical fiction, a fairy-tale … and downright inventions that scholar manufacture to amaze themselves” (p. xxv).
The danger of the passage: Voyages to and in search of the passage were fraught. Many never returned, and those who did survive faced immense physical and mental challenges. There were, of course, significant difficulties with massive ice drifts and shelves. However, the relative location of the expeditions to the north pole led to issues with magnetic variation for compasses. Fog further complicated travel (Williams & Costley, 2010).
There were also extreme mental dangers to pursuing the NWP. MooSmith’s expedition in the mid-1700s reported “potentially murderous quarrels between officers” (Williams & Costley, 2010, p. xvi); John Franklin noted that the things that occurred on his ship “must not be known” (p. xvi); and it was noted that on the McClure, Beckler, and Collinson expeditions, “tensions” erupted “as captains and subordinate officers exchanged threats of court martial, and some officers spend years under close arrest on their ships” (p. xvi).
In the time of Bridgerton: The end of the Napoleonic Wars in 1815 allowed for greater expeditions by the British Royal Navy (Day, 2006). This would have included surveys of a large portion of the global north and the Arctic. There were a large number of “successful” (depending on how you define it) land expeditions that had made progress in producing surveys and maps of the region. Despite significant ongoing interest in discovering the Passage, in particular, little progress had been made. Later still, despite more advanced mapping by the Hudson Bay Company and expeditions by many notable sailors, there was still no route by the 1820s (Day, 2006).
What does it signify? If a character in Bridgerton was voyaging to the Arctic, it could take them less than a year to reach areas of the Hudson Bay that would be suitable for a scientific voyage. That in itself is not overly dangerous. However, the reference to the Northwest Passage is an interesting literary point. Of all of the places to voyage in the Arctic, even at the time, it would have been an immensely dangerous trip to set out on. The persistent lack of success for a solid 30 years after this season takes place may reference the fact that this is a voyage that Debling is unlikely to ever return from.
It doesn’t help that Debling’s odds are really stacked against him. He does not eat meat, one of the only renewable sources of food for arctic expeditions. There is little to no fresh naturally occurring produce (during the Coppermine expedition, the surviving crew members famously ate lichen to survive once they lost the favour of local indigenous groups and fur traders) and did not do well.
Certainly, it lends a very tragic potential element to the story. The Arctic, if mentioned alone, is not necessarily an overly dangerous location to travel to. Yes, marine travel in the 1800s was still a dangerous endeavour in its own right, let alone in an area as unnavigable by sea as the Arctic. However, the North, in many regions, had active whaling expeditions, Indigenous populations that were willing to trade and work with sailors, and (in some areas) active fur trades. If the purpose of Debling’s travel was only to highlight his unique interests and sense of purpose, the show had many methods of doing so. The choice to reference a notorious and dangerous Northwest Passage, there is an extremely interesting element of danger that is introduced.
What would this potential marriage mean for Penelope? Of course, Penelope’s name may be a reference to the wife of Odysseus, who unwillingly takes ten years to return home after the Trojan war. In contrast to Colin, who returns with a steadfast conviction, Debling, as a traveler, may represent a kind of eternal limbo for Penelope, should she marry him. Although Debling’s trip is set to take 3 years, it would be hard to prove his death. Likely, she would be a widow for years, if not her entire life, before they were able to locate his ship. The HMS Terror was famously lost in 1845 and not located until 2016(!). As a result, Penelope would likely be stuck at home, awaiting his return, in the same tragic fashion of her namesake in Greek mythology.
As such, not only is there a potential tragic reference to Debling’s future, but there is also a dark illusion to what Penelope’s life may look like as his wife. Of course, this is all based entirely on implication, but it is an interesting act of speculative foreshadowing.
Thanks for reading!
References
Brandt, A. (2011). The man who ate his boots: the tragic history of the search for the northwest passage. Anchor.
Day, A. (2006). Historical dictionary of the discovery and exploration of the Northwest Passage (Vol. 3). Scarecrow Press.
Panikkar, B., Lemmond, B., Else, B., & Murray, M. (2018). Ice over troubled waters: Navigating the Northwest Passage using Inuit knowledge and scientific information. Climate Research, 75(1), 81-94.
Williams, G., & Costley, S. (2010). Arctic labyrinth: The quest for the Northwest Passage. University of California Press.
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2024.05.19 21:24 SpacemanSpiffEsq General Information / FAQ

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What is a perfusionist and what do they do?
A perfusionist’s central role is to operate a heart-lung machine during open heart surgeries or other surgeries where blood flow may be impaired or interrupted. Examples of surgeries or devices that may require perfusionists most commonly include:
  • Coronary Artery Bypass Graft (CABG)
  • Heart Valve Repair or Replacement
  • Congenital Heart Defect Repairs
  • Organ Transplants
  • Extracorporeal Membrane Oxygenation (ECMO)
  • Ventricular Assist Devices (VAD)
  • Intra-Aortic Balloon Pumps (IABP)
  • Chemoperfusion
 
What is the salary and job outlook?
Salaries for perfusionists are generally higher than $150,000 per year. There are a wide variety of pay structures that will affect total compensation packages.
The future of perfusion is unclear, mostly due to concerns of market saturation. A search through /Perfusion will reveal a wide variety of opinions on the matter. The American Board of Cardiovascular Perfusion (ABCP) publishes an annual report listing the number of certifications gained and lost. Included in the most current report (2023) is a historical list going back to 2000. Included in the 2022 report is the number of students admitted and graduated in 2021 and 2022.
 
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To become a practicing perfusionist in the United States, you must become a Certified Clinical Perfusionist (CCP). This credential is governed by the American Board of Cardiovascular Perfusion (ABCP) and is awarded after passing two board examinations: the Perfusion Basic Science Examination (PBSE) and the Clinical Applications in Perfusion Examination (CAPE).
Qualification to sit for the board exams is achieved by completing a certified program. The accrediting body for programs is the Commission on Accreditation of Allied Health Education Programs (CAAHEP) and a current list of programs may be found by going to this page, selecting “Profession” and choosing “Perfusion.” Unfortunately, this does not include programs that are defunct or programs that are undergoing the preliminary accreditation process. All schools require an undergraduate degree before entry regardless of outcome: degree or certificate.
The list of schools maintained at Perfusion.com and at SpecialtyCare are not current.
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The application process is extremely competitive. Schools are typically receiving several hundred applications and most take 20 or fewer students.
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The application cycle is different for each school, but typically start as early as June 1 for start dates the following year.
That means that for the beginning of the 2025-2026 academic year, applications will begin opening on June 1, 2024.
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Again, each program will be different. Some programs close earlier than others. Some programs have processes that take awhile to complete, so it is advisable to complete your application before the process closes.
Which school should I apply to?
You should apply to every school you're qualified for.
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Each of the programs have different requirements. Contacting each of the programs with program specific questions is going to result in much more accurate answers than asking here. Programs can and do change requirements on an ongoing basis.
Nearly all programs require at least a documented conversation with a perfusionist or shadowing a case as part of the application process.
How do I find a perfusionist to shadow?
LinkedIn is your best resource. You may also post a request for a specific geographical area using the flair “Shadow Request.” You can also try contacting hospitals that do open heart surgery and arranging to shadow a perfusionist.
What kind of work experience is useful when applying to perfusion school?
Perfusion assistant jobs are sometimes referred to as a “golden ticket” for admission to a school. Many schools seem to value healthcare experience, through what type varies from school to school. Traditionally, RNs with critical care or operating room experience and respiratory techs seem to have a high degree of success. Other perfusion / OR adjacent jobs like anesthesia techs also seem to correlate with higher acceptance rates. As the application process becomes more competitive, it may be worth reaching out to current students to see what class make ups look like or Program Directors to see what advice they may give. Unfortunately, the application process is a “black box” and each institution has different qualities, traits, and experience they seem to value.
What are my chances of getting into School X? / Should I apply this year or wait until I have more experience?
No one knows. Your chances of getting into a school that you haven't applied to are zero. Contact the program for specific questions and guidance about your situation. The application process is a "black box" process with only the Program Directors and Admissions Council Members knowing how they work and what they are looking for in the current cohort. If you have specific questions about feedback you have received, feel free to ask them. Generic "what if" questions have a low likelihood of being approved in this subreddit.
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2024.05.19 21:21 Jawwws [H] Knights, Nighthaunt, Orruk, Stormcast, AoS, Warmachine & Hordes [W] Chaos, AoS, other, $ [Loc] MA USA

Looking to trade out some extra models to complete my other collections and sell off the rest.
Pics: https://imgur.com/a/trade-post-4-27-24-MJr8gvJ
===HAVE===
==40K==
-Knights-
1x Armiger / Wardog (painted & based)
1x Knight Paladin / medium knight (painted)
==Age of Sigmar / Warhammer Fantasy / Old World==
Priest of Ulric on steed (NiB)
–Nighthaunt–
7x Grimghast Reapers (primed)
15x Chainrasp Horde (painted)
--Stormcast Eternals--
Lord-Imperatant w/ Gryph-hound
Knight-Arcanum
Knight-Vexillor with Banner of Apotheosis
3x Praetors
3x Annihilators
20x Vindictors
–Slaanesh–
5x Hellstriders (primed)
–Orruk Warclans / Kruleboyz / Iron Jawz–
Killaboss on Great Gnashtoof
3x Gore-gruntas (assembled & partial paint)
Murknob with Belcha-banna
5x ‘Ard Boyz (assembled & partial paint)
3x Man-skewer Boltboyz
20x Gutrippaz
15x Hobgrot Slittaz
==Privateer Press==
–Mini Crate– All new in box
Gor-10 (Gorten Grundback)
Wolf with No Name
Allegiant Prize Fighter (Allegiant order of the Fist)
Admiral Carver (Carver 1)
00 di Bray (Anastasia di Bray)
Lil’ Fenris (Fenris on foot)
Fiona from the Black Lagoon (Fiona the Black)
Gunslinger Garryth (Garryth 1)
Medusomia (Absylonia 1)
Drake ‘Kilt Lifter’ McBain
–Legion of Everblight– Fully painted & based
Belphegor
Annyssa Ryvaal
–Cryx–
Lichlord Venethrax (painted)
Asphyxious 3, missing banner (bare metal)
Master Necrotech Mortenebra & Deryliss (missing arms)
Aikos 0 (bare metal)
Skarlock Thrall (partially painted)
3x Bane riders (unpainted)
Bane Lord Tartarus (painted)
Deathripper (plastic)
6 Revenant Crew - Painted
3 Revenant Crew Weapon Attachments - Bare
--Mercenaries & Minions–
Morghul 1
3x Accretion Servitors
Merc Tokens
15x Nyss Hunters
2x Ragman
Rhupert
Gorman 1
2x Eyriss 1
Eyriss 2
Sylyss
3x Corbeau
2x Swamp Gobbers
Alten Ashley
Victor Pendrake
Lanyssa Ryssyl
Orin Midwinter
Hutchuk
Lynus & Edrea
Thor Steinhammer
Hermit of Henge Hold
–Retribution of Scyrah–
Vyros 1
Garryth 1
Ossyan 1
Rahn 1
Hyperion
Chimera
3x Griffon
Phoenix
Hydra
Manticore
Houseguard Thane
Hermit of Hengehold
Scythe- Riot Quest
3x Arcanist Mechanik
Elara 1I looked
3x Ghost Sniper
5x Soulless Escort
Sylys Wyshnalyrr
2x House Shyeel Magister
House Shyeel Artificer
Lanyssa Ryssyl, Nyss Sorceress
Lys Healer
Eiryss 1
Eiryss 2
12x House Shyeel Battle Mages
10x Dawnguard Sentinels
10x Dawnguard Invictor
20x Houseguard Halberdiers
Banner & officer
10x Houseguard Riflemen
10x Mage Hunter Strike Force
Officer
8x Stormfall Archers
===WANT===
$$$ Cash, make an offer on any of the above warmachine and hordes and we can work something out.
==40K==
–Chaos–
Chaos rhino
Plague Marines (no bolter marines)
--Chaos Daemons–-
Bloodthirster (NiB or NoS)
Skull Cannon / Blood Throne
Burning Chariot
-–Age of Sigmar / Fantasy / Old World–-
I need cool looking models for D&D!
Humans / Cities of Sigmar / Stormcast Eternals
Elves / Lumineth / Sylvaneth / Khaine
Dwarves / Kharadron / Fyreslayers
Lizardmen / Seraphon
Goblins / Gitz
Orcs / Orruk
Cool monsters
-Other-
Potentially other 40k or AoS lots for the Warmachine & Hordes models.
D&D 5e books
Board games
Magic the Gathering cards
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2024.05.19 21:19 DistantDreamer96 Friend Facing Possible 12-Month Driving Ban After Incident - Need Advice

Hey everyone,
I’m hoping to get some advice regarding a situation my friend and I are facing. Yesterday, we went to town to watch the boxing match. Before heading to town, we had a few drinks and then parked his car by the road near the river. After a night out, we returned to his car, sat in it, and smoked some weed (I know, not a great decision).
We had no intention of driving the car and were just sitting there with the keys turned only to use the lights. Our plan was to walk back to my parents' house so we could sleep there and collect the car the next day to play football. I would never have allowed him to drive under the influence due to personal reasons—my Nan was involved in a car accident where my Grandad once drunk drove, and it’s something that holds a deep place in my heart.
Unfortunately, the police passed by, smelled the cannabis, and approached us. They breathalysed my friend, and he was over the limit. Despite explaining that we weren’t planning to drive, they arrested him and took him into custody. He was also caught with less than a gram of weed on him. He was released the next day and was told he’ll likely face a 12-month driving ban, though it’s not set in stone. The officer said it is unlikely that he won’t get the 12-month ban, which seems extreme and scary given that he wasn’t driving at all. He has to go to court.
Here’s some context: my friend is 23, has just finished university, and has ADHD. This potential driving ban would be devastating for him.
While this was happening, I was cooperative and recording for our safety. I believe I wasn’t treated fairly by the officers. I was told not to record, and one of the officers snatched my phone out of my hand and threw it onto the car seat, preventing me from properly documenting everything. Additionally, an officer grabbed me by the wrist while I was out of the car trying to record, which was quite uncomfortable. I consider myself a reasonable and cooperative person, and I feel like we were treated unfairly.
My questions are:
  1. Is there any hope of contesting this potential ban given that he wasn’t driving or intending to drive?
  2. Does ADHD play any role in this situation that could potentially help his case?
  3. Are there any steps we can take to help mitigate the consequences?
  4. What can we do about the way I was treated by the police?
We understand this is a serious lesson learned, but any advice or insights would be greatly appreciated.
Thanks in advance!.
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2024.05.19 21:18 DistantDreamer96 Friend Facing Possible 12-Month Driving Ban After Incident - Need Advice (UK)

Hey everyone,
I’m hoping to get some advice regarding a situation my friend and I are facing. Yesterday, we went to town to watch the boxing match. Before heading to town, we had a few drinks and then parked his car by the embankment near the river. After a night out, we returned to his car, sat in it, and smoked some weed (I know, not a great decision).
We had no intention of driving the car and were just sitting there with the keys turned only to use the lights. Our plan was to walk back to my parents' house so we could sleep there and collect the car the next day to play football. I would never have allowed him to drive under the influence due to personal reasons—my Nan was involved in a car accident where my Grandad once drunk drove, and it’s something that holds a deep place in my heart.
Unfortunately, the police passed by, smelled the cannabis, and approached us. They breathalysed my friend, and he was over the limit. Despite explaining that we weren’t planning to drive, they arrested him and took him into custody. He was also caught with less than a gram of weed on him. He was released the next day and was told he’ll likely face a 12-month driving ban, though it’s not set in stone. The officer said it is unlikely that he won’t get the 12-month ban, which seems extreme and scary given that he wasn’t driving at all. He has to go to court.
Here’s some context: my friend is 23, has just finished university, and has ADHD. This potential driving ban would be devastating for him.
While this was happening, I was cooperative and recording for our safety. I believe I wasn’t treated fairly by the officers. I was told not to record, and one of the officers snatched my phone out of my hand and threw it onto the car seat, preventing me from properly documenting everything. Additionally, an officer grabbed me by the wrist while I was out of the car trying to record, which was quite uncomfortable. I consider myself a reasonable and cooperative person, and I feel like we were treated unfairly.
My questions are:
  1. Is there any hope of contesting this potential ban given that he wasn’t driving or intending to drive?
  2. Does ADHD play any role in this situation that could potentially help his case?
  3. Are there any steps we can take to help mitigate the consequences?
  4. What can we do about the way I was treated by the police?
We understand this is a serious lesson learned, but any advice or insights would be greatly appreciated.
Thanks in advance!
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2024.05.19 21:16 Own-Success-3813 Converted Kampus with 2.5 months of self prep.

Coming to my profile, EWS non eng male, graduation in 2024, 9/8/7 from t1 university, CAT 97.9. I decided to do an MBA around April 23, after dropping out from CA. My preparation started around late September, after my 4th sem exams and internship. Right from the beginning, I was fairly good in VARC ( thanks to my school) but had problems in qa due to me leaving maths in class 9 itself ( again thanks to my school). After spending huge amount of money in CA preparation, which I tanked, I was in no mood to spend much money on CAT. After thoroughly examining the syllabus, I prepared a strategy that best suited to me. Calculated all the CS from RTI data and knew I was out from A and B already ( A was my dream school after all). Had ups and down during whole journey but was scoring good in mocks towards end (I took IMS, Cracku and CL). In last 10 mocks, my average score was in 80s. Was pretty confident of going in north of 99~. The d day arrived, VARC as usual was great and tbh felt bit easier compared to CAT 22 panicked (slot 1), but then I panicked in DILR. Got my self together and solved 1 set in around 25 minutes. Then came QA, as per the plan, I attempted all the Arithmetic questions. Results were out and I speculated calls from LKI, Fms and manifested C. Then one random morning, L gave calls. Missed it with 0.7 CS. I was heart broken. And then started series of rejections until one fine evening Kozhikode invited me for the PI. I was overwhelmed. Started preparing for GDPI as this was my only T1 college call apart from M. ( only filled fms and M’ form apart from CAT, missed fms by 0.5 CS). My PI was average, you cannot decide whats gonna happen, most probably WL. In meantime, tanked S and M’ interview, aced CAP ( U& T converted) and LSM( was genuinely interested, PI went great but straight reject). After procrastinating April, finally the day was 8th May ( maybe my lucky day because back in 2019 my Class X results came on same day). Was sitting in a cafe with my girl when an email popped up which said, “Dear applicant, Results are out”. My heart pounded and I and her started checking the site. After around 5 minutes of continuous refreshing, it opened. I was hoping for a close waitlist and not a direct reject ( S already rejected me). But the first word read from C. Yes I made it, Congratulations on getting admit for class of 26. Booom. I was on seventh cloud. Called my mom, party started at home and everyone was delighted. Converted my best call in first list. (Also, admission criteria of K best suited me so I was fairly inclined towards Kampus.) Now waiting to join kampus on 12 (my endsem are ending on 11 :) ) All the folks having any doubt, can reach me out on DM. P.s. I watched Naman Jain’s video on Why he dropped CA for IIM K on Neeraj Arora sir’s video, and this was also a reason why K is special.
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2024.05.19 21:10 Ok-Cantaloupe-7174 Got accepted in MSAI

Got accepted in MSAI
I currently have a decision to make between this and University of Birminghman,UK's AI and ML masters. Any thoughts?
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2024.05.19 21:01 GooseOk1755 Anyone entered direct PhD to top US schools? Or should I do masters first? Can you share your success stories and experience?

Was your masters funded? I find most masters don't offer funded option that much, and I want to do PhD but people around me advise that 3.6~3.7 CGPA is not ideal for top PhDs for direct entry. Given the rigour of the academics of UofT and its reputation on academia, I wonder if I can weed out competitors who have higher GPA but from less ranked universities when it comes to the admission process of the direct entry PhD path
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i just finished filling the LU form for BA NEP (bachelor of arts). is that the only form i need to fill or will there be a seperate one for enrolling in the entrance exam in june?
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I am 36 years old and here is a brief history. Almost a rags to riches type of profile.
Topper at School and excelled in science while at School.
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