Does anyone have a similar story to mine?
TW: chem.
I’m really hoping to find someone who went through something similar to get some advice for success.
I’m 27 and have been TTC for 2 years. I will list all my information down below pertaining to my situation. My husband had his swimmers checked and they’re great. I feel like I have tried everything under the sun except IUI and IVF. I’m trying hard to conceive naturally or find the problem so I don’t have to go through all this when we want to have another baby.
My info. ** I had an IUD for 6 years and started trying the month after. (Skyla) ** everyone in my family is fertile Mertyl so it’s not genetic. ** I have been diagnosed and then undiagnosed with PCOS so I don’t know what’s going on there. I have clockwork cycles and ovulate on my own but I have the facial hair and mild polycystic ovaries. ** I am borderline low on vitamin D and B6/12 (fixed with supplements & injections) ** I tend to run low on progesterone (fixed with 7.5mg Femara AND progesterone suppositories) ** I had a laparoscopy in February ‘24 and one tube was blocked. Both are clear now and stage 1 endo removed. ** 2 chem pregnancies.
Everything has been checked by a fertility specialist and I’ve been directed to try for 4 months after my surgery then we have to talk about IUI because he can’t find any problems. I’m now on the 3rd month and trying to pull out all the bells and whistles to help me.
The past dozen cycles I’ve used the following: Inito hormone tracker, OvuSense BBT tracker, Femara, & progesterone.
My Inito charts look textbook, so do my bbt charts. We also BD on prime days at night and sleep with the “delivery” undisturbed.
This month I’ve added Pink stork fertility supplements, tea, and the 40:1 inositol vitamins. I’ve also added black cohosh and the Frida Conception Cup.
Like I said, I’m getting desperate and impatient and trying to find a “oh my story is similar and I tried “abc” and it helped”

Does anyone have a similar story to mine?
TW: chem.
I’m really hoping to find someone who went through something similar to get some advice for success.
I’m 27 and have been TTC for 2 years. I will list all my information down below pertaining to my situation. My husband had his swimmers checked and they’re great. I feel like I have tried everything under the sun except IUI and IVF. I’m trying hard to conceive naturally or find the problem so I don’t have to go through all this when we want to have another baby.
My info. ** I had an IUD for 6 years and started trying the month after. (Skyla) ** everyone in my family is fertile Mertyl so it’s not genetic. ** I have been diagnosed and then undiagnosed with PCOS so I don’t know what’s going on there. I have clockwork cycles and ovulate on my own but I have the facial hair and mild polycystic ovaries. ** I am borderline low on vitamin D and B6/12 (fixed with supplements & injections) ** I tend to run low on progesterone (fixed with 7.5mg Femara AND progesterone suppositories) ** I had a laparoscopy in February ‘24 and one tube was blocked. Both are clear now and stage 1 endo removed. ** 2 chem pregnancies prior to the surgery.
Everything has been checked by a fertility specialist and I’ve been directed to try for 4 months after my surgery then we have to talk about IUI because he can’t find any problems. I’m now on the 3rd month and trying to pull out all the bells and whistles to help me.
The past dozen cycles I’ve used the following: Inito hormone tracker, OvuSense BBT tracker, Femara, & progesterone.
My Inito charts look textbook, so do my bbt charts. We also “try” on prime days at night and sleep with the “delivery” undisturbed.
This month I’ve added Pink stork fertility supplements, tea, and the 40:1 inositol vitamins. I’ve also added black cohosh and the Frida Conception Cup.
Like I said, I’m getting desperate and impatient and trying to find a “oh my story is similar and I tried “abc” and it helped”

So, this is really long but I think it's worth the read as there has been nothing else like this in the Gtag community before. I have been working on this almost every day since Valentines Day Update 2022. I have changed it, restarted it, and updated it for every new Gtag update. I will make Updates to the in the future as it seems like we are getting more updates and more maps in the future.
Updates are not always literal, for example, the Human Tag Update only shows that humans exist or once existed in the Gorilla Tag world. The Monkes are not literally wearing masks that resemble humans. This logic applies to every update unless it's just cosmetics or a new map. Also, it's really weird at the first few Chapters so just stick with it or skip ahead. Ask any question in the comments about why I put the things I put and if you want evidence.
Most recent Updates to this are in Chapters 8, 14, 15, and 16
BI = Before Infection AI = After Infection
Prologue: Gods
4,500,000,000 BI - 212,001 BI
When Earth is formed, two gods form with it to rule over the planet. Mother Nature, the god of life and nature, and the Illuminati, the god of chaos and ice. Mother Nature usually takes the form of a 3,000-foot-tall tree called the Tree of Life, while the Illuminati takes the form of an ice pyramid with an ice eye in the center. Mother Nature creates life to populate Earth while the Illuminati constantly tries to kill it.
Chapter 1: The Rise and Fall of Humanity
212,000 - 200,001 BI
Humans, the most powerful species on Earth has cut down the Tree of Life and taken Mother Nature out of control. This leaves the Illuminati to slowly creep into the modern society. Some Humans form a cult around it, and they are the most powerful people on Earth. That means, the Illuminati can tell them to do something, and they can affect the most powerful nations on the planet.
Eventually, the Illuminati tricks the humans into fighting each other. The biggest nations on the world begin to go to war with some of the biggest possible nukes. They destroy the surface of the Earth causing it to go into a nuclear ice age. The Illuminati, an ice god, now has full control over Earth. Anytime life appears, it almost instantly dies. However, some humans were able to survive and eventually, the ice age comes to an end, and no god is in control of Earth.
Chapter 2: Monke
200,000 BI - 1,001 BI
After hundreds of thousands of years of evolution, Humans have evolved into a new species called Monkes. Monkes are gorilla-like apes that can survive the harshest of conditions. Their diet consists of grass and bugs. Some bugs and patches of grass have survived over the past few million years.
Mother Nature has started to take back control of the world as she creates the Tree of Life and a whole forest around it in a crater from a nuke. Many Monkes travel to this crater and end up being trapped as the forest is on a lower level then the rest of the crater.
Chapter 3: Rise of the Monkes
1,000 BI - 601 BI
All other Monkes go extinct meaning that the only remaining Monkes are in this crater. One day the Monkes decide to finally make the jump as they all jump down into the forest. Most of them die, but the few that survive are left without legs. About 100 Monkes are alive and they quickly learn to use their arms like legs.
Unfortunately, just like there Human ancestors, the first thing they do is cut down the Tree of Life and use its wood. This leaves Mother Nature powerless again. The wood from the Tree of Life will last them for thousands of years. They build bridges, tree houses, ramps, and a gazebo in the forest. All the children of the surviving Monkes also don't have legs making it now a fundamental part of their species.
They hollow out the inside of the Tree of Life's stump and start to build tunnels out of it. These tunnels reach out to all over the crater. One tunnel leads to a small set of canyons covered in sand. Another tunnel leads to a massive flat, rocky, landscape in the other side of the crater. The final tunnel goes straight down into the ground until it hits a large cave filled with crystals.
They build mines underneath the cave and harvest the large crystals. These crystals are radioactive because of the ancient nukes. The Monkes harvest the crystals and start to use them in technology. They create lamps, litghtposts, lights, signs, and even their greatest accomplishment a computer.
Chapter 4: The City
600 BI - 30 BI
The large, flat, rocky landscape they discovered has a lot of useful recourses in it. Over the next few hundred years they build an entire city with large skyscrapers and new technology that is widespread. There are thousands of Monkes now living in The City. The forest and canyons have become vacation places for most Monkes, and the homes of the most rich or important Monkes.
The Monkes decide to have a leader, so a rich family decides to step up and become the royals of the Monkes. There king is named Yorick, and their queen is named Lucy. They both live in a basement-like area rights next to the main entrance into The City. Queen Lucy also turns the canyons into an industrial area and improves quality of life for the main populous.
King Yorick and Queen Lucy have a son named Blue. By the time Prince Blue was 13 he already starting his dream job of being a scientist.
Chapter 5: The Hunt War
29 BI - 21 BI
A tunnel is dug in city after, and they dig all the way until the edge of the crater. The walls of the crater look like large mountains from down below and they are extremely cold. They accidentally cause an avalanche, and the base of the walls are filled with snow and ice. From this avalanche comes the god of chaos and ice, the Illuminati. The Illuminati causes many snowstorms and causes a sort of Ice Age.
Queen Lucy tries to keep everyone calm and civil. However, the Illuminati is able to influence the Monkes minds and causes chaos and destruction to happen all throughout Monke society. After years of pure chaos, the Monkes are able to split into two factions, The Monkes, and the Smiles. They also are helped by newly discovered species that came with the Ice Age. These species are Penguins, Polar Bears, Snow Owls, and many other species that live in the cold. These species were the only survivors of the ancient human war that nearly killed Earth. Over the past few hundred thousand years, they have all migrated across the world, and have worked together even if they were from different poles of the Earth.
The royal scientist, Prince Blue has created many new technologies before. During the war, he creates a Hunt Watch. A Hunt Watch is a watch that targets the nearest enemy to you. Once you touch that enemy with the watch on, they turn into an Ice Monke and can easily be shattered to bits. Over time, this technology allowed them to win the war and bring somewhat order back.
Chapter 6: The Ice Monkes
20 BI - 1 BI
Many Ice Monkes were not killed in the war, usually they were turned into Ice Monkes but were able to get away before being shattered. The Ice Monkes are still just regular Monkes except they are made of ice, can't go near heat, and are fragile. Even though the war was over, the Ice Monkes were still treated horribly. In this already hard time period, the Ice Monkes had absolutely nothing. Many veterans of the war still had their Hunt Watches, causing many more Ice Monkes to be formed.
Meanwhile the Illuminati builds snow castles for itself in the forest. This means that the mountain base was safe to enter now. To lighten the spirit of this dark time they built a large waterslide in this new area. Many murders and crimes still happen throughout The City, but one day it gets out of hand. King Yorick is assonated, his head was chopped off in the middle of The City. The now lonely Queen Lucy keeps his skull in her home.
Chapter 7: The Infection
0 AI - 3 AI
Ever since the bombs dropped hundreds of thousands of years ago, a volcano has slowly been forming in the crater. Now, the volcano has fully formed and is erupting. All the snow and ice are melted, the Illuminati is gone, the caves are flooded, and the mines are caved in. The base of the walls still has snow but lots of it melts and reshapes its surface.
In the lava was an extremophile virus that can survive the lavas heat. It is radioactive and spreads very quickly. This virus is called the Infection, and many Monkes get it. The infected Monkes get resistant to lava, they get stronger, they get faster, there skin is replaced with lava, and they have an uncontrollable instinct to hunt down normal Monkes and infect them.
The infected spread everywhere but The City is able to be kept safe and nobody can enter or leave The City. After a few years the volcano stops erupting, but the Infection stays around.
Chapter 8: Calming Down
4 AI - 6 AI
Prince Blue finds a cure for the Infection, some Monkes are given jobs to specifically leave The City and cure a ton of infected Monkes. They start doing this and it actually works. The cure is called Kai Juice. Anytime someone enters The City, they are given Kai Juice just in case. It is no longer dangerous to leave The City as if you get infected you can immediately drink some Kai Juice and go back to normal.
The caves and mines are drained and dug up. The old caves and mines completely caved in and revealed even more caves underneath. They start mining again and find loads of dinosaur bones along with a 40-foot-long crystal. Prince Blue has a son named Pink, but unfortunately during such great times, Queen Lucy dies of old age. Blue becomes King Blue and Pink becomes Prince Pink. There is a massive funeral for Queen Lucy that spans from The City all the way to the forest. They burn her body and put her ashes in a vase beneath a grave.
Chapter 9: Exploration
7 AI - 17 AI
A large tunnel is found on the forest walls, they follow it, and it leads out of the crater. Just on the other side of the crater is a beach covered in ancient, broken, human buildings. King Blue sees this and is the first to figure out that there was a complex civilization before them.
A few years later, they have made boats to sail out into the ocean and have built shops to supply the ships on shore. The ocean and beach are also home to many new animals. Meanwhile, King Blue discovered that if an infected Monke stays infected for multiply years, they harden and become rock. When they harden, they can't infect anything, but they can't be cured either. They also get even stronger, even faster, and their rock skin is almost impenetrable.
Chapter 10: The Tree of Life
18 AI - 47 AI
King Blue has been studying everything he can since he became king, and he has noticed that it is possible to revive the Tree of Life. For hundreds of years the Tree of Life's stump has been sitting in the forest, so King Blue is going to be the first one to do anything about it.
Over the next decade they nurture the stump and help it constantly until the Tree of Life has fully grown back. The only problem is that the Tree of Life is almost a mile tall, and they can't climb up that. King Blue and his engineering team spend the next few years building a rocket. When they are finished, they put it in the middle of The City and launch it. On the rocket is a team of explorers and engineers to work on top of the Tree of Life.
When on top of it they build large platforms along with massive rocks wheels and other things powered by winds. When they come back down, months later, they tell everyone what they built. The rocket becomes the main form of transportation in between The City and the Tree of Life’s top. The public uses that rocket to get up there because now people live on top of the Tree of Life in a place called Cloudtown.
Chapter 11: Calm Before the Storm
48 AI - 54 AI
King Blue and his team start to develop a new rocket after realizing how well they built the first rocket. The second rocket they build is not in The City and much larger. They build this rocket for years before eventually, it is done. It launched, flew out of the atmosphere, and took a 3-day journey through space until they landed on the Moon.
The Illuminati has created a being named Humbug. Humbug appears as a 30-foot-tall snowman. Humbug also has the abilities to change size, change the size of other things, transform, and transform other things. He takes the form of an old Monke named Santa Claus. In the form of Santa, he would give out presents to everyone and create ridiculously large birthday cakes for everyone. Everyone loved him and had no idea of his true form. He would use his powers every now and then to shrink people down and kidnap them. Over time he would slowly transform them into children's toys that he would give out to the people. However, the Santa form broke down over time. His red clothes and white beard becoming gray. But the public still loved and cherished him.
Chapter 12: Humbug
55 AI - 62 AI
Humbug reveals his true form and takes over The City. He shrinks down King Blue and Prince Pink. He then mutilates and transforms them into monsters called the Monkeyes. He traps them in a miniature maze and throws Monkes in there to be killed by their previous leaders. Everything is covered in snow once again by the Illuminati, but he still is not fully in control. Humbug takes over everything the Monkes have made before climbing his way up the Tree of Life. Humbug makes it up there and destroys Cloudtown in an attempt to take control over the Tree of Life. This does not work.
Over a few years, the Monkes have been able to create something called a Tesla Coil. The Tesla Coil is a machine that can take away Humbugs powers and use it against him. Humbug's powers are stripped away, and the Monkes take back control. Humbug is shrunken down and trapped in a miniature maze. The Monkes also start to use his powers to make themselves super big. However, with King Blue and Prince Pink turned into monsters, and Humbug overthrown, the Monkes have no leader.
Chapter 13: The Giants War
63 AI - 75 AI
The Monkes have been living peacefully for a few years, but eventualy, the different sizes start to look down on each other. This leads into the Giants War, where the different Monke sizes fight for 9 years. Eventually, the Monke population dwindle so much, that the war ended. The Monkes that did not change their size did not interact with the Monkes that changed their size. Now, tiny Monke skulls and giant Monke skulls are littered everywhere, and the only surviving Monkes are the ones that never changed their size.
Chapter 14: Peace
76 AI - 90 AI
The Tree of Life grows massively and repairs the damage done by Humbug years ago. Countless new branches and huge leaves sprout from its trunk. This allows the Monkes to make their way back up to the treetop with a newly repaired rocket. Cloudtown is rebuild, slowly, but rebuilt nonetheless. This is called, New Cloudtown.
A year after the Giants War ends, the skulls and bodies are cleared out. The City was practically empty as most buildings were either destroyed, damaged, or tilted over in the war. Many Monkes just went to New Cloudtown to survive as going anywhere else other than The City would mean being attacked by Infected Monkes. Also, during this time, the mutated monsters that were once King Blue and Prince Pink were killed by another Monke for sport. Their souls go on to become ghosts that wander the city. King Blue's soul becomes a ghost called the Ghost Wanderer, and Prince Pink's soul becomes a ghost called the Ghost Lurker.
The population has grown more, and the Monkes have created sports to celebrate the era of peace. These sports are Hockey, Watersoccer, and Paintbrawl. This happens during the fall where Lucy's spirit flies out from her grave and starts playing with some random civilian Monkes. She then reunites with the souls of her son and grandson in the forms of the Ghost Wanderer and the Ghost Lurker.
Chapter 15: Advancements
91 AI - 100 AI
A new type of plant is found in New Cloudtown. This plant sprouts large leaves with handle-like stems. These plants are called Glider Vines. The leaves of Glider Vines are used as gliders to fly around New Cloudtown.
The Monkes are unable to explore anymore. The ocean is too vast, they never got back from explorers they sent into the ocean, and the crater walls are too high to climb. So, they spend a few years creating an artificial environment that they can change on a will. They do this by using a Tesla Coil that harness Humbug's powers. In the first testing of it, they try to bring back the vast cave systems they found hundreds of years ago. It was an attempt to make infinite recourses. It turns out as a failure, everything is extremely broken and blocky. After much testing, they have it so it could be a tundra, a swamp, an ancient temple, and basically anything else. This underground, artificial environment is called Rotation.
They decide to excavate a larger area for Rotation. They then finish their original plan of recreating that same ancient cave system. This time it works, and it looks just like how it did hundreds of years ago. However, during the excavating of the larger area, the long dead Queen Lucy's vase finds itself in Rotation. Minor Monkes enter this cave and start mining, but when they discover Lucy's vase, they open it. From her long dead ashes rises the confused, lost, and insane spirit of Lucy. She has been trapped underground in the dark for almost a century now and has gone insane. The minors call her the Burnt Lucy, a dark reflection of their long dead Queen.
Chapter 16: The Return of Humbug
101 AI - ??? AI
The usage of the Tesla Coil attracts Humbug. He is able to escape the miniature maze the Monkes trapped him in, and slowly make his way to Rotation. When he arrives, he is able to get some of his powers back from the Tesla Coil, but he is noticed by the Monkes.
One of the first things Humbug does is kidnap three Monkes and turns them into small monsters called Monkeyes. He places them in the tiny maze that he was once trapped in.

I have never really posted to Reddit before but I really need to get this off my chest and maybe hear from some other people about my situation. Me and my ex are both 18 and she is truly my first love. We have been friends for 4 years, in and out of relationships with each other for about 3, and there have been times where it has all been perfect and I just cannot stop the wishful thinking that those times would come back.
We have both done things wrong over the years and I feel as though when I have done wrong I have changed, such as how I used to struggle to understand her feelings and be empathetic as I now understand many young men do. There was a lot of ‘tit for tat’ before we first got together, which we got over and then got together, resulting in 8 months of perfect happiness. It was all perfect, she was my best friend and we were so in love, but as school became stressful I began to feel that stress was taken out on me as she purposefully would try to aggravate me in order to get a reaction and then tell my friends and her friends about how awful I was when in reality I was just extremely confused.
This continued as i felt she further would manipulate me by making me feel awful about anything she perceived as ‘wrong’ by me in the relationship, causing me to become extremely sad and ultimately split with her for a few months. This was our first serious split, and it mainly (for me) came down to a sense that she had become someone different to who she was at the beginning, as anything i mentioned that upset me was shot down by a counter argument and ultimately none of my feelings were addressed. This is something which continued when we eventually got back together, and has never really stopped to this day. I’m not sure why, but I feel a sense of selfishness was somehow evoked in her, and whilst I feel I developed an ability to look at my own mistakes and fix them, she lost this ability. We got back together a couple months later, despite her showing me some clear red flags. I have only gone into this much detail concerning the early part of our relationship as I believe it was the beginning of the end all that time ago. As time went on I just began to put up with it as i loved her so much still and found it easier to just be quiet most of the time. However, my discontent grew and ultimately she became physically abusive for a period, leading to me splitting up with her after she punched me in the face.
I saw someone else and was with them for a couple months up until recently when my ex came back into my life and the nostalgia hit me, leading me to go back to her. The person I was with was just not the same, and i know it isn’t right to compare but I just couldn’t help it. As the excitement and comfortable nature of getting back to my ex faded, the selfish tendencies came through again. Whilst she would do nice things for me, it was still underpinned by a complete lack of respect as I feel my emotions were just cast aside as seen as secondary to her. I was made to feel guilty about anything she didn’t want to hear, as if it was my fault because of some reason or other. She would often guilt trip me and cause the topic to change if it made her look like the ‘bad guy’, making me feel even worse and Ike I was an awful person, despite the person I saw prior to this often telling me about how I was kind and caring and loving, traits I feel I developed out of the original relationship.Ultimately I decided yesterday I didn’t want to be with my ex, I called her and said it wasn’t what I wanted right now, I feel I need consistency in a relationship. I cannot help but long for the days in the past though, and I have no clue how to stop reminiscing or at least make it more bearable. I really could do with some advice as, whilst I feel I have grown tremendously from this relationship, I want this to be the end. I just need help on how to not go back to someone who I have been told is toxic and bad for me for so long, and how I can potentially move on to something better for me.
TLDR; up and down mid term relationship with my ex, was good for 9 months but she became toxic and made me feel awful about my feelings, can’t stop reminiscing about ‘the old her’ and the good times and longing for it to be how it used to be.

We have a huge corner lot front yard (over 2500sqft that gets filled with all kinds of invasive weeds like foxtails (which we are really trying to get rid of because dogs), thistles, bur clover, and some other ones that look like dandelions with huge taproots. The one that is the biggest issue is foxtails. The dirt is naturally claylike.
When we moved here 2 years ago, we got a ChipDrop and mulched the entire lawn, planted succulents and placed boulders. They’ve grown but still have weeds cause there’s lot of space. Recently I planted some native plants and drought resistant ground cover (cause it’s California).
But even with thick mulch, the weeds keep growing through. It’s so hard to pull all of them by hand and can’t mow or weed whack because the mulch will fly everywhere. We don’t want to use chemicals and we care about the birds and bugs.
I’m thinking of ordering another chipdrop to thicken the mulch. I’m trying to grow more things to block out weeds but it’s just so much space. I also bought a stirrup hoe and one of those weed puller tools with the claw. Stirrup hoe doesn’t work well. Weed puller doesn’t work for foxtails. What else can I do to help with weeds?
I’m just out there pulling by hand all the time and we tried hiring a gardener and asked them to not use chemicals. They came for one day, pulled weeds on 1/10 of the lawn and never came back. It is so hard to find a gardener who doesn’t use chemicals. We also don’t want to put plastic barrier underneath because it can break down and spread microplastics everywhere.
I also don’t know what to do about the hellstrips. They are bare and weeds keep growing. We’re trying to plant groundcover but it’s next to a busy community facility that uses our curb as their parking lot so people will keep walking on it.
By the way, we have no lawn and not looking to have a lawn due as we’re trying to conserve water.

I'm 17 and I've been looking into improving my free test for a while now. I'm not looking to use exogenous means of improving my test(I don't plan on ruining my HPTA any time soon), but rather natural means. I've been doing what I can, given the limited control I have on certain aspects of my life(sleeping 8+ hours a night, making healthy choices with food[when I can], exercising more, etc.) and for context, my parents are divorced and they have separate housing. When I am at my dad's house, I have very little control over what I can and cannot do(though I try) due to a variety of reasons. For dinner, it's usually fast food or maybe a prepackaged frozen meal. I am not really allowed to go outside(though I try to sit by my window to get some sunlight). I use my school's gym so I still get exercise in, but my life at the house(especially on weekends) is very sedentary. I do have access to some supplements that I have been sneaking in my backpack(vitamin d3, zinc, magnesium), and I've been taking exclusively cold showers for a few months now(I know there is debate on how effective this is, but there's no harm in trying). Another thing I ought to mention is how my dad has reacted to my trying to be healthier. I haven't been too forward with him, as I don't want to anger him, so I've just been making the healthiest choices I can with fast food, and I've been refusing desserts(politely) without really telling him why. My dad has recently caught on to what I'm doing and is not taking it well. He started trying to verbally dissuade me, "what? Do you think some sugar is gonna kill you" "c'mon have some" "wow you really don't enjoy life" etc. This, I could stand, but now he has moved towards more confrontative actions. He has been entering my room and giving me candy bars, trying to pressure me into eating them and leaving them on my desk when I'm using the bathroom so I can't refuse them. He has been putting dessert out on my plate even after I refuse, and then tries to pressure me into eating it, since "I already put it out and I'm not putting it away." Overall, he has been getting angrier and angrier with me, leading to out-of-nowhere yelling and this has caused me to give in for the sake of peace. My dad has been struggling with obesity for a while, so this might have to do with why he's doing this, but I'm not going to try to psychoanalyze him. My life at my mom's house is much better, and there are few concerns for me. Here is my question: What can I do, especially with my time at my dad's house but also when I'm elsewhere(mom's house, school, etc.), to improve my general health, test, and HGH? Are there any clear things that I'm missing? Any general lifestyle tips or suggestions would also be appreciated. If you have any questions or need further details, feel free to ask.
Also no I'm not going to use SERMs like enclo, please don't suggest that

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Memory Transcription Subject: Hileen, Krakotl Fugitive Recovery Agent
Date [standardized human time]: November 28th, 2136
It'd been a while since I sat in Marlig's office for a talk face-to-face. Given the agency's secluded location at the edge of the downtown region, it was a chore to drop by when it wasn't for business, but I'd deemed the matter at hand to be worth my time.
I passed by Nampi at her desk on my way to the door and she gave me a coy glare as I carried on. Trying to ignore her risible ear waggle, I turned the corner to the door with my boss’s name painted on the glass panel where I could hear the frantic crumpling of paper.
Quietly, I entered Marlig's office without prompt as I knew he hated to be spooked by knocking. My mentor was surprisingly spry for a bird at his age, sorting through papers with one wing and an eye while using his talons with the other to set away the papers he had splayed out.
“Hileen!” he chirped. “Glad you could make it in today. I was just finishing up my paperwork. Take a seat.”
It was always nice to hear him drop the professional motif for a more grandfatherly attitude when speaking in person. I did as he suggested and took a seat while he grumbled to himself over the sorting. My eye caught a few of the old contracts he was rifling through and saw that some dated back to his days as an agent.
Eventually, he left some sitting out as he sequestered the rest back into their files, sorted by a dichotomy that only he and Nampi could comprehend fully. He motioned with a wing for me to peruse and I turned the first one to face me to find it was my first contract, signed by me in a sloppy fashion. “This takes me back a couple of years.”
“Slick bastard thought he could get away on a forklift but you showed him! Certainly more exciting than my first day!”
“Mm-hmm. And it was when I nearly got impaled that you had the idea to commission all of us utility vests.”
He chuckled, “I really should’ve done so sooner. Cuts and scratches were already a risk, but a forklift was a new one!”
I flipped through the pages of each report, finding that Marlig's notes were filled with praises of my work. There were highs and lows, but I was flattered to find that the grizzled krakotl held my performance in such high regard.
“Flawless interception!” read one footnote about me catching a runner. “Couldn't have done it better myself!”
Marlig waited patiently as I browsed quickly through each page, realizing more and more how the notes also marked improvements in my work. How I found it easier to talk down a rowdy client, or apprehend them in the case that they were beyond helping on my part. Flowery language plastered most pages with him fawning over my work as a doting father would to his prodigal child.
The trend took a sharp turn as the notes became fewer and more critical the closer the dates reached to the present. I brushed the others aside with a wing to peruse the final paper. “And this…”
“Is Tac. Your latest contract. The most recent in a line of declining performance since the interview. This has become a pattern, Hileen, and its consequences are beginning to reach beyond yourself. Paji and Vesek resigned recently for personal reasons, which leaves us even less hands on deck than before. That's four people to cover the entire municipal region, and maybe even beyond, should needs arise. Three, if we include this little probation I have you on.”
“What was I supposed to do? Marlig, these ‘jobs’ you've got us working on overstep the contracts we were signed on with. Our job is to make sure people obey their court-mandated duties, not drag them off to the facilities ourselves!”
“... So the trip we took to the facilities did bother you.”
A sigh clicked in my throat as he reminded me. “Is that what happens to the people we take in, Marlig? Is that what would've happened to your wife?”
His feathers ruffled.
“That's what happens to those who are too dangerous to the general public to be left roaming free. Not everyone we deal with winds up there, but everyone can be subject to it. Miskela sued for her exoneration and proved in court that she was not diseased. I brought you there to show you how it helps the people, but I see now that it was a mistake. I understand why you were so perturbed, really, but it's how things have been for centuries. It's how we've protected ourselves from the dangers out there.”
“You were willing to let Barsul be interned there, too.”
Marlig flinched and sighed as he swept the papers towards himself once I'd signaled I was done. He turned one eye to me while he sorted them.
“There's no room for favoritism, girl. I negotiated for him to be allowed to walk free, and look where that got me. That boy - your neighbor - suffered the consequences of my nepotism. So too would the girl, had nobody intervened.”
“Like Richard.”
“The human, yes. Or you. Or the police. Where does this sudden obsession with humans come from, anyway? I get notifications of you talking about the acceptance of them all the time on forums.”
“Does it even need explaining?”
“Well, I guess not, no, but it's certainly an about-face from the way you used to talk about them with me beforehand.”
“People can change, for better or worse. Which one I fall under remains to be seen.”
Marlig stroked at the plumage on his neck as he finished his sorting. “I hope it's the former, for your sake. Was there any reason you came to talk, or were you just checking that I hadn't gone senile?”
“Well, I was hoping to borrow your secretary for the evening.”
He perked up while his eyes narrowed and he laced his fingers together with curiosity. “You… want to spend an evening with Nampi?”
“It's not what you're insinuating, but yes.”
“I was insinuating nothing,” he warbled coyly. “Go ahead and take her, and make sure to split the bill at dinner.”
“Pain-in-the-ass geezer. I'll keep in touch if your friend causes any more trouble.”
“Keep in touch regardless. Miskela and I get lonely in our old age,” he called back. “Take care.”
I stepped out into the hallway and turned toward the desk where I could hear the secretary's claws tapping furtively at her keyboard. Nampi sat silently with her ears and tail in a relaxed position that implied a bored demeanor. There was barely any response as I stood before her, waiting politely for her acknowledgment that never came.
Hesitantly, I cleared my throat.
An ear raised in acknowledgement, but her focus remained on the screen of her computer. “Mhm?”
“Do you…?”
Her ear rotated toward me, though she still maintained a passive attitude as she continued to glare mindlessly at the monitor.
“Are you free this evening?”
“Well, I'm quite booked, I believe. Why do you ask?”
I was surprised at her curt, dry tone. She hadn't spoken with me like this since we first got to know one another.
“Well,” I started. “I realized something. Every time we went out, whether it was clubbing, or dinner, or even walking around the parks, you always footed the bill. And so…”
Slowly, her other ear perked up and I saw her keystrokes slow down as she listened in.
“I wanted to return the favor?”
Her lips smacked as she opened her mouth, though paused before she spoke. “How could you possibly do that?”
“With a little gesture of friendship.”
Nampi's horizontal pupil turned up toward me and her tail twitched.
I continued, “So that belt you're wearing? It's the same belt you've worn since we first met. And I know you're the pragmatic type who'd never spend a credit more than she needs to, except for all the times you do"- her ears twitched in indignance -"I wanted to see about getting you a little something… extra?”
Her paws raised from the keyboard and she leaned in, resting her snout on her palms. “Go on.”
The bubbly venlil's tail sold out her collected facade as it twitched with anticipation. She was cornered and she didn't even know it yet.
“Well, I found just the place on the other side of town where we can start. It's a place almost as rich and indulgent as yourself.”
“The Platinum Paw? I mean3”
Her ears folded back in embarrassment as she cracked. She wasn't cut out for acting anyway.
“So that's what it's called! Jeez, I couldn't for the life of me figure out what it was called. Now what do you say? We go over there and find you something nice—”
I hadn’t even finished my thought before Nampi had grabbed her bag and was out the door, giving me a playful tail flick that said come and get me.

The place I suggested was in a shopping center on the opposite side of town, though easily accessible because of its proximity to the transport rails. Nampi had insisted on grabbing something to eat beforehand and so now gleefully bit into a bundle of stalks that had been “grilled” as explained from the food truck we'd stopped at.
Her tail flicked back and forth with her usual enthusiasm as we entered the massive complex of stores. The roofless plan allowed the natural, orange sun to flood the upper levels while artificial lighting illuminated the ground level wherever the light couldn't reach.
The place was built in the last decade by the previous City Magister in a bid for popularity, though ultimately for naught as he would lose the vote following a scandal involving an iftali priestess and a carved bar of soap. I had to say that despite being sick in the head, he sure had a great sense of decor.
Nampi snacked away, joining me in admiring the scenery as we continued to the place I’d planned out for us. Aimless chatter all melded together into a single, thrumming murmur as pedestrians navigated the many levels and stores offered in the place.
A troupe of children passed by us, held in a chain of tails and arms as they were escorted by a pair of venlil who I assumed were students and teachers on a school trip. I caught a whiff of a sweet, aromatic breeze and found it to come from a perfume shop on the same level as us; naturally, venlil were not to be found inside.
We passed a fountain where a couple sat on the edge, their tails twined together as they giggled and flirted. I turned and caught Nampi watching them as well, though she awkwardly returned to sucking the remains of her meal from her claws when we made eye contact. Her ears lifted when I raised a wing to signal to the store we were going to stop at first.
“Platinum Paw, The Greatest Fashion Emporium For Everyone!”
The title alone was painfully cliche, taken to the tenth power by the brightly lit store taking up three department slots. Despite the flashy exterior, though, it was the best place to shop for belts, brooches, and bracelets alike. Customers who looked like they earned my yearly salary in a week browsed the higher end brands while I brought my friend to the section I wanted to show her.
Her ears were held up as we stood together next to a shelf chock full of fashionable bags and bandoliers of every variety.
“Pick one,” I told her.
Nampi's ears shot to a straight pose in surprise, “Any?”
“Within reason. I've got a few extra credits to blow and I know nobody better to spend it on.”
With an inviting headtilt, I let Nampi peruse the shelves at her leisure. Her lips pursed together and her tail flicked with glee as she fingered at every piece that caught her eye. I chuckled at her outburst of enthusiasm while turning to find my own items to gloss over.
A breeze from outside nipped at my beak while I considered what I’d like to purchase. The place dripped with an atmosphere of faux hospitality, from the bright blue-stained floorboards to the radio prattling off advertisements in a sickeningly sweet tone to the faint, fruity aroma of scented cleaner. It was oppressive as only a fissan-owned company could be to the senses.
What I wouldn’t pay to see how a human would fare in such an environment.
I knew they were social creatures at least, but I had no doubt that the predatory senses of a human, so honed to hunting, would get overstimulated in this center of gaudy indulgence. Knowing I was something of a predator myself made me sympathize provided that even I had to squint to keep the pale lights inside from searing my eyes. I could only imagine how the arboreal eyes of a Terran would fare. I was so lost in thought imagining how lost the Terrans would be that I could almost ignore the obnoxious giggling and metallic rattling coming from behind me.
Risking a peek at the source, into my sight came a pair of venlil, one a male carrying a pair of bags as well as a couple more strapped to his belt. The bored expression in his eyes was not one of a man who was in high spirits. The other venlil was a woman who was the source of the noise.
Her mottled gray pelt was accented by a tasteful belt design, free of almost any practical functions but not flashy or excessive in garnishment either. At least, that’s what I would say, were it not for the braid of beads that dangled on the belt, jingling with each bounce of the lively woman’s stride. It was clear that such a gaudy accessory was intended to draw attention to her, though why was a mystery. Certainly, the shiny braids seemed designed as decoration first and practical second.
She turned about and I faced back to my browsing before she could catch me staring. Nampi was nowhere in sight, though I figured she was somewhere behind the shelf, sifting through every accessory on the section I'd suggested.
Clink.
Something pelted to my immediate right. I tilted my head to spot a tree nut shell clattering to the floor. Without being able to guess where it came from, I had to wonder what could've launched it over this way. Even with my keen eyesight, nobody in the crowd seemed to be a suspect.
Clink.
Another shell pelted my vicinity, ricocheting off of the floor and hitting the shelf I was standing next to. I ruffled my feathers in frustration - clearly, someone was trying to get my attention, though I couldn't make out who it was. Out of the corner of my vision, the woman from before eyed me curiously as I looked about, though I wasn't interested in engaging with her.
Thwack.
One more shell came flying and, unfortunately, the aim on this one was true, nailing me on the beak. Irritated, I stormed out of the store to find the source of the instigator. I scanned over the bodies to find anyone who could've been responsible for this indignity, eventually concluding that it came from the dining area across the walkway.
Whoever was responsible was in for an earful and I was already structuring which of the offender's family members would be acceptable as fodder for stray words. As I approached, I found the tables were mostly empty save for one, which made my heart begin to drop as I met eyes with the only occupant. Suddenly, I was much less inclined to hurl insults.
“Oh, hi there!” Qitel called out in a sickly sweet tone. “Come, take a seat! We have much to discuss!”
The Exterminator clutched a bag of tree nuts in his claws, a pile of discarded shells already gathered on the table next to him. He grabbed another as I approached, effortlessly prying the shell in half between two claws and tossed the contents into his mouth. “Good protein, these,” he commented as I sat down.
“Must be for that good arm you've got there,” I mumbled. I caught sight of a couple of bags beneath his chair, seemingly from one of the tech stores contained within the center.
“Bah, it's guesswork. So how are you? I haven't heard from you since we worked together!”
“I was just spending time with a friend, shopping and enjoying my time off.”
“Your time off? Oh, am I interrupting something?”
His snide tone irked me, though now wasn’t the time for interjections. “You are, Qitel,” I replied with no shortage of vitriol in my tone. “But I see no harm in chatting for a bit.”
“Good, because I have some merchandise”- he reached into his belt pocket and deposited a couple of items onto the table -“and you’re just the person to look into it, human sympathizer.”
I drew a terse breath in shock, but my worries were quelled when I considered that if Qitel had the power to do anything about it, he would’ve done so instead of approaching me so discreetly. A glance down at the item on the table showed that he was presenting what looked to be a tracker as well as a personal drive. “Found in the garbage,” he told me.
“The guild resorts to dumpster diving when they already have such a bloated budget now?”
“No, featherbrain, I have decided to keep this for myself. These items were found together, sealed in a plastic pouch, and placed in a garbage bin. The city has bans against electronics being placed into public bins, and so I was curious why this wound up in there. Managed to get my coworker, a techie, to crack it open and…”
Qitel reached into his belt again, glowering at me with the same condescending gaze he’d given me when I first saw his face. He seemed to revel in digging for the item as slowly as possible to waste my time. Finally, he found whatever he was looking for and revealed it as a printed piece of paper, folded into eighths. The snobby yotul threw the unfurled paper on the table and rolled it toward me.
I craned my neck to look at the parchment, though I was immediately perplexed by the text on it; it appeared to be some sort of form, going by the boxes with words on the inside, followed by blank lines. “Found on the drive, here,” Qitel told me, jabbing a claw to the storage. “Translator shows it as Terran writing.”
Drawing my holopad from my satchel, I held it over the paper with the translator to get an understanding. Surely enough, the language on it came up positive as a variant of Terran writing and I was affirmed in it being a form of some sort based on the wording of the text. The boxes seemed like an odd sort of job application, asking for the typical name, contacts, and prior work experiences, but quickly took a strange turn as it began asking for where their home on Earth was prior to arrival, what family they had on Venlil Prime if any, and where they worked, implying that they were seeking individuals who were already employed.
I knew little about human employment methods, but I didn’t imagine that sourcing individuals from other jobs was the most efficient way to gain a workforce. Terran service industries already dotted the planet while many humans also found work in local environments. So what was the angle that the creator of this application was going for?
Most concerningly was that the paper had no insignia, identifying marks, or noted address to return the form to. “And where did you find it again?”
“In the garbage, alongside this intact tracker that was activated at the time of recovery. Y’know, when I was dumpster diving. Text on the document showed it was addressed to one ‘Choctaw Nexus’.”
“A pseudonym of some sort?”
“Clearly. Short sorting through the archives shows the first name traces back to the group out east - perhaps you've heard about them. How the name and the items we have here are connected is beyond my understanding, but-”
“Well, this has been an absolutely riveting discussion about your collection of trash, Qitel,” I told him as I stood up to leave. “But this really sounds like an issue to be resolved by your fellow guildsmen.”
The sound of another shell splitting rang out as I turned away.
“I'm not through talking with you, predator.”
The sting as a piece nailed me in the back of the head prompted me to whirl back around, sticking my beak in the insolent yotul's snout. “Perhaps you've forgotten, little man,” I cooed in an equally bittersweet tone to the one he gave me before. “The krakotl never had a problem with settling issues the old-fashioned way before the interview. Try me and find out why I'm in the line of work I am.”
“Oh, we wouldn't want that in such a"- he waved his paw to a group of passersby who had stopped to gawk at my display -”public forum. Please, contain yourself.”
I had to force the feathers on my back to settle and I raised my head away from him. “What else is it you wanted, then?”
“Well, I'd appreciate if you took this merchandise off my paws,” he told me as he brushed the electronics and printout toward me.
“Why would I do that?”
“Because you're closer to the humans than I'd ever care to be, and may be able to find out who this Choctaw Nexus is. Something about the package just feels… off. And I know when to trust my feelings. Besides, we both know that you know where Tac is, don't we?”
“I don't-”
“We have videographic evidence that you conspired with a human - of the aforementioned squatters, no less - and let the kid escape. You're not as sneaky as you think, and if we find this ‘Choctaw Nexus’ turns out to be a bad actor that can be traced back to them - and by extension, you - well, there’d be no talking down my boss from having you dealt with. By helping me find out who this is, you may yet be able to clear your name of any wrongdoing.”
I clenched my beak tightly to maintain a straight face. Qitel stood up with a flourish and discarded the bag he was carrying in a bin.
“See, the krakotl were never special for using threats and bullying to get results. It's because you were good at killing predators,” he jeered. “Now, if you don't mind, this primitive has appointments to attend to… old lady who got trampled courtesy of the humans and all. You stay out of trouble, Hileen, and stay in touch.”
The self-assured marsupial melded into the crowd in a matter of seconds, leaving me with a table containing dumpster trophies and a pile of shells. Reluctantly, I swept the shells into my wing and dumped them into the bin before gathering the other two items he'd left me and stuffing them into my bag. I'd been gone from Nampi long enough and she would notice my absence before long.
Crossing the walkway again, I could spot from where I stood that Nampi was indeed still in the Platinum Paw. I approached, and soon I found that while she didn't seem to have noticed me stepping away, she was definitely in a soured mood based on the sagging of her ears and tail. With my talons clacking on the floorboards, I hustled to her side and her mood chippered up ever so slightly as she heard me approach.
I chimed in, “Find anything?”
“Everything. I want everything, Red, and I can't decide on what I want. They all just look so great!”
From behind, a voice called out, “Nampi!”
We both jumped at the exclamation and turned about to spot the venlil lady I'd seen before spring from behind the shelf. The man poked his head from behind the shelf too, though less enthusiastically and with yet another bag in his clutches. My friend's eyes widened in surprise with her tail and ears perking up in kind. With a light in her eyes, she exclaimed, “Nalek!”
The two embraced with shrill squeals and laughter as Nalek's accompaniment and I traded awkward glances.
“It's been too long!”
“You never stayed in contact!”
The women exchanged giddy greetings and the pompous stranger turned to me, leering over me as though she was sizing me up.
“Who's your friend here?”
“Oh she's actually my-...”
Nampi paused for a moment, looking back to me.
“Yeah, she's a friend.”
“A friend,” Nalek repeated while her eyes flicked between Nampi and I. “Right.”
Somehow, I get the impression that that was judgemental.
“I'm Hileen, by the way,” I chirped, “if names are to be exchanged.”
“Hileen, that's a lovely name! And such plumage to match, it's a wonder you aren't swarmed by suitors!”
Internally, I groaned at the notion. The idea of being approached by someone to state their interest in me made me queasy, to say the least. Thankfully, I never had that issue growing up as most of the other drakes in school were too busy chasing girls who didn't have a lousy pigmentation mutation such as myself.
“I'm flattered,” I told Nalek before turning to the man whose name had yet to be introduced. “May we get your name?”
“Sask.”
His response was succinct and tonally flat, though there was a brief silence as I expected him to elaborate. Nalek's beads jingled as she lashed him on the calf with her tail.
“I'm Sask, Nalek's fiancée,” he added, throwing her a look to see if she was satisfied.
Nampi gasped with her paws over her snout. “Fiancée! Nalek, you're getting married and you never even told me!”
“Well, I felt a little guilty since it technically broke our pact we made when we were pups. You remember that?”
“Of course! Why wouldn’t I? ‘Let she who bonds through betrothal first be cast out unto the world for all to admonish her!’”
Sask and I both gave inquisitive expressions. “You two spoke like that as pups?” Sask asked.
“Well, I'm paraphrasing,” Nampi admitted with a playful ear waggle. “But you get the gist.”
“Indeed, they do, sweet Nampi. Now, may I ask what you're doing bringing your avian friend here into this store on this fine claw?”
“Oh, no no, she's the one treating me! Isn't that right, Red?”
I saw her tail twitch and was sure it took restraint not to tickle my neck with it as we stood before her old friend.
“She's been a good friend,” I explained. “So I wanted to reverse the roles for once and treat her to something myself.”
Nampi skipped over to me and wrapped her arm around me, glancing back to her old friend. “See? We'd all be so lucky to have a… friend like her.”
“So I've witnessed. But perhaps you're a bit stuck, as I've seen you prancing up and down these aisles for a while, no? Maybe you don't know what you want?”
“Nalek, you know I've never been good about making my mind up.”
“Some things never change, you ditz. Tell you what: you and Sask go find us a seat and we can catch up all we'd like when we're not taking up aisle space, yes? So shoo! I'll help Hileen here pick one out for you!”
With a bored grunt, Sask made off with the goods he had strapped to himself, followed by Nampi who gave me one more playful tail flick before dashing off into the crowd. I looked back to the mottled snout of Nalek who watched her friend wander off with a wistful glance.
“She was my first, you know.”
“Your what now.”
“Love. Way back when we were growing from pups into young adults back in private education, we explored much together. We saw each other through a lot, including the less savory parts of finding a mate. When Nampi realized it wasn't the boys she was into, she turned to me, and I offered my hand as her stalwart companion… to a point.”
“You weren't interested in her the same way?”
“I'd grown up seeing her as a sister of sorts, so ultimately, when we split it off, we stayed close as friends and she never seemed to be bothered by it. She struggled to find others in school who had the same interests as herself, but she never fussed about it.”
Nalek's claws browsed over a set of pouched bandoliers made with intricate embroidering. “Have you two… spent the night together? Alone?”
Spiritually, I reeled from the inquiry. The whiplash from that question was equitable to being smacked by a human. “Wha- why? How's that pertinent to the subject at hand?”
“That sounds like a ‘yes’ to me,” she purred with a smug glance my way.
I didn't need to begin to list the different ways such a question was violating to our privacy, and yet this woman was treating it like a game.
“Not really your concern, ma'am.”
Nalek chuckled as she picked out one of the bandoliers and inspected it with her claws. “I'd like to think that she and I still have that old connection, despite everything. And to that end, I know that she's no slag and doesn't trust easy. To see her be so vulnerable around you and to talk so highly of someone who's clearly below her income level as a predator…”
She stretched the bandolier out to appreciate the design in its entirety.
“Well, that's something special. Here"- she foisted the accessory into my wings as I stood gobsmacked -"this just screams her name.”
“This is, like, double my budget.”
“Love don't come cheap, darling. You wanna see good things happen, sometimes you've gotta step out of your comfort zone and grasp for it!”
“I'm being lectured by a rich woman on finances.”
“It's a philosophy that goes beyond money, ‘Red.’ The humans have a saying, in their horrendously predatory nomenclature, that contains a kernel of truth: ‘you miss every shot you don't take’.”
Yep, that's definitely a human phrase.
Nalek's steely braid rattled with every flick of the tail as we proceeded through the checkout.
“You want things to change between you and her?” she continued. “Don't just wait for it to happen.”
She let the conversation rest there as we finished the purchase, possibly to let me recuperate mentally from the damage done to my account. Outside, we found our respective partners sitting at a table with Sask looking up in boredom as Nampi chatted away, though she immediately shut up and turned to me with excited flicks of her tail as she saw what I was carrying.
I held it toward her and she happily shot to her feet, effortlessly removing the tags with her claws and clipping it to her belt. Nalek clapped and waggled her tail as the giddy lady did a whirl about to let us admire the accessory. While I'd have preferred one with pockets to give it a more practical use, I decided to let Nalek have the victory as our mutual friend clearly enjoyed it.
The rest of the paw was a blur as the two friends chatted without end until Sask eventually reminded his betrothed that they had a schedule to attend to. Though Nalek offered to call us a taxi home as a gesture of kindness, I saw through her ruse to determine that she was trying to pull a fast one on me - the clever ear flick she gave as we boarded the automated vehicle sold it for me.
We sat in the seats as the vehicle took the express ride home.
Nampi cleared her throat before she spoke, “Thank you for taking some time to spend with me, I know you've had a lot less free time as of late.”
“It's a prison of my own design, if I must be honest. A feedback loop of working a job that doesn't guarantee a paycheck to pay for rent that keeps going up, and thus needing to work more.”
The venlil giggled and chided me, “You really should've stayed in university.”
“There's a lotta 'should haves’ that've led me to this point. No use wondering what could have been.”
“There's always a use for wondering what could have been, Hileen.”
She wrapped an arm around my shoulder.
“Every decision I make, I always wonder what I could've done differently that it'd have turned out better,” she explained as she waved her free paw to the sky. “It's how you grow as a person, Red.”
Her silky pelt felt heavenly in contrast to the chilly air from outside, making it hard to let her words sink in.
“You rich types seem chock full of philosophy. I wonder if I'll become a brooding orator when I get some cash to my name.”
The cab filled with laughter as we veered around the final corner to my neighborhood, as it was the closest stop. The door popped open accompanied by a chime from the drone, signaling for me to depart.
But before my talons could even hit the pavement, I felt Nampi's scrawny arms wrap around my waist and she let out a pitiful mewl again.
“You don't need to get off here,” she told me with a pouty expression. “We can spend the rest of the paw at my place.”
“I'd love it, but I need to water my plants and get the month's bills sorted before they're due. Again.”
One claw at a time, I plucked her paws from around my waist and the childish venlil conceded, giving me another ear waggle as I departed. “I'll see you tomorrow?” I asked her.
“If you still have eyes by then, then you can bet your ass!”
“I still don't gamble.”
“You'll come around to it eventually.”
I shut the door to the taxi and watched as it carted away the one venlil who I ever truly felt on the same wavelength as. Fiddling with the lock felt like more of a chore than usual at this time as I felt a little voice tugging at the back of my head.
“You miss every shot you don't take.”
The lock felt jammed as I began to jiggle it more vigorously with the electric key. Either the RFID or NFC readers were messed up, as the lock refused to accept my key. I looked up and down the street, though Nampi was now long gone for me to rescind my earlier rejection.
“Every decision I make, I wonder what I could've done differently.”
The door rattled as I grew more and more infuriated with the lock. Qitel's smug expression as he threatened me so boldly in public played back in my head, and I wondered what would've happened had I decided to go through with insulting his mother. Better yet, I wondered what could've been had I not backed down in the face of his unflinching confidence.
Bzzt. The lock rejected my key again.
“Raagh! You fucking useless hunk of junk!”
I squawked in anger and kicked against the door, careless of the consequences of having Markol back down here to admonish another of his tenants for causing a ruckus. The walls were surprisingly sturdy for how ineffective the venlil architecture looked on the surface and I reeled back in pain as my leg throbbed.
Click.
I looked to my left to see that it wasn't my door that came open, but that of the twins. The door cracked open ever so slightly, no doubt nudged by the force of my tirade and I sighed. Nobody was expected to be home at this time, with Vili being away and Luka leaving early to get a head start.
Luka had been given a stern talking-to by the landlord for allowing one of those cats into his apartment through neglect, and I was disappointed that he seemed to have not learned his lesson this time. In fact, it seemed he hadn't even thought to lock the door this time.
I took it upon myself to shut the door for him before turning back to my own apartment door. Grasping the key with one talon, I turned it ever so gently, though the lock still refused to give in.
With a bit more force, the torsion applied to the key felt as though it should've snapped it by now. Markol sure didn't waste any expense for the security for this place, doubtlessly as a result of his history in electronic security, but I wished now that he had provided a way in that didn't rely on privately sourced locks.
Considering my options as I stood trapped outside, I realized that I had never gotten around to paying for a new lock for Tadi. I'd considered contacting her to inform her that Tac had made it out of town safely, but that'd involve also telling her that her son was now in the care of humans, as if that was a better outcome to her.
Stepping out front, I realized that there was one more option I hadn't considered: my window. I usually forgot to lock it after I was through letting air circulate and I was silently grateful to myself for this absentmindedness now more than ever. Sticking a foot on the threshold, I lifted myself in a way that'd allow me to have leverage to force the window open.
The window made me fight for every inch, but I felt a strange satisfaction as it slowly opened up into an entrance that I could squeeze my way through. I let out a sigh as my talons clicked against the cool floor and slid the window shut.
I laid my satchel on the couch and turned back to the door, ready to unleash my fury on the disobedient object. But as I reached for the lock to manually open the door, I noted that the lights on the RFID interface both flashed at once, blinking erratically. Red and green flickered without rhyme or reason, indicating that it was both active and inactive.
As pretty as the colors were, I now knew that Markol's locks were not as reliable as he had touted them about: typically, such would not occur unless the device was damaged deliberately, and yet nothing indicated that I'd had uninvited guests. One could pray that those cats didn't secretly know how to cobble together an ECM jammer, but my personal wager was on faulty equipment.
Settling in, I browsed my favorite soaps on the television. For what was intended to be a day of relaxation and show of affection for a friend, I found myself rather wound up over all the things that added up. Couples threw around flowery words and swooned over one another on screen as I felt the tension diffuse. My holopad rang and I turned it over to spot that Nampi was informing me that she'd arrived home safely.
>>> Feels empty here, all alone.
She made sure to drive the point home with a sticker of a venlil making a pouty expression.
Next time, I thought to myself, I'll get it right for you, Nampi.
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3 years ago in 2021 , I picked up and took my first ever pills of estradiol. There was a lot of emotions going on In me at that time, a lot of happiness and a lot of fear, A lot of worries and a lot of doubts, A lot of impatience and a lot of learning. All from that single Blue pill.
Words cannot even describe how excited I was on that day. In 2021 when I first got my first bottle, I was over the moon and I was telling everyone about it. I told my girlfriend at the time, I told some close friends, I even told my dog after I took the pills, whispering it in his ears. All around that day was one of if not the best days of my life. I remember playing all of my favorite songs all day long and finally saying " This is it, this is The moment in my life where I change everything".
And it did but not in the way that I planned. Don't worry, not a horrible bunch happened but some things did happen. Of course, one of the many things I had to get used to was the new emotions as being a male, I was able to pretty much shut down my emotions for a large amount of time and basically stuff them in a random area. But when I tell you after that I would cry at the smallest things, and then the part I didn't expect for that happened. Instead of my mom comforting me and understanding, scrutinized me and told me that I couldn't be a real woman because I was crying too much, She got angry at me because I wanted to go home after it was too much from an argument I had with my grandfather at the time and emotions were running everywhere and I just couldn't take it. For the first time in my life I broke down uncontrollably in front of a boss, something I would never do, I would have waited until I gotten home but then I realized that since I was on the hormones and the fight was pretty intense/ words were said that were not so nice. It struck a cord. I mean don't get me wrong on one hand. I am extremely glad that my emotions can finally be free but at the same time being met with that level of anger and bitterness from my mom was completely unexpected.
The second thing is the acne. Of course with any puberty you're going to have acne, but I just didn't expect it to be under my armpits, popping everywhere constantly, and for some reason to be in Aries that don't make any sense. Why did I have elbow cap Acne??? Anywho, it wasn't too bad because in the end you know everything kind of worked out.
Speaking of puberty, the hair. Oh my God the hair. It's slowed down, which was great, I got a chance to shave it and I didn't have to worry about shaving it every week and I could just shave it once and keep it a little bit cleaned up and then when it grew back in like 3 weeks I'd shave it again. And for a while I was using Nair for other bits and it was just genuinely nice.
Now this one is the one I've been really wanting to talk about because I haven't heard anyone else experience this. I don't know what I did to trigger it, but I guess by conclusions it was because I felt truly at peace and I did not care about what anybody felt in that moment or those moments in the month/months and I just presented how I always wanted to. Because I did this, I triggered this weird euphoric, warm, Blissful feeling that I've grown to call " The euphoric Bliss feeling" or " Trans euphoric Bliss/Trans euphoric Buzz". Like I said, it was a warm fuzzy feeling and it felt like I was back in 2008(It only makes sense to me but that's the best way I can explain it). It was like I felt HOME/WHOLE And I didn't care what people said, The biggest part of it is that I didn't have any anxiety and that's what truly made me feel free. Before I had to use recreational stuff in order to access this feeling, but in that moment it's like I awakened it naturally. And I was beyond happy when that finally happened.
If there's only one regret I have during this entire transition is that I didn't take enough pictures. Because I was rushing too much. Yeah unfortunately I got caught up and what most of trans girlies that start out get caught up in " The Hallmark experiences" And I did not take any pictures which is the only real regret I have. I know I'm grown and changed a lot but how far and how much is unknown. I do have pictures before I started but they're not really pictures where you can see the good amount of places that changed.
But I do have good news, and err.. Kind of bad news I guess.
I'm starting over, now. You may be wondering: What this post was about congratulating 3 years of HRT, What do you mean you're starting over?
Simple as that. I'm starting over, this time. I'm going to take pictures and be a lot more careful and patient with myself. 8 months ago I had a very bad experience with some recreational stuff and it basically scrambled my brain so badly that I didn't have emotions for a few months and I lost "The Blissful Euphoric Buzz"
My main goal is to try to reawaken that Buzz feeling. If I can and if I can't I'll just accept it. But my miniature goals are to be safe and this time to take it slow and be patient.
All right this is getting too long, but I just wanted to share my excitement for my 3 years of HRT! (I do apologize if everything in this post is confusing, if you have any questions I'd be more than welcome to ask!)
Vyeeeee!! :°3

Do you have a group of friends who want to play D&D but no DM? Want to explore a setting that has been built and ironed out with passion throughout the years? Want to engage in a story that has your characters as an integral part of it all? Well then. I may be able to answer your prayers. Read below and I hope that I may have caught your eye enough to give me the chance.
Hello, I'm back again. After trying to form a group from strangers. I decided to save myself the trouble and look for an already established group of friends to DM for a new campaign set in my homebrew world. It's a dark fantasy setting inspired heavily by FromSoftware's various titles (mostly Dark Souls and Bloodborne), ASOIAF, Pillars of Eternity, and of course LoTR.
The Premise
"A wall of darkness had taken the horizon. An abysmal maw stretching into nothingness. Before it, blanketed by unyielding clouds of black, laid a land unrecognizable. The sun’s arrows only pierced as far as perhaps a mile, but it was enough to glimpse the scale of death that had taken hold of Aryleit’s Valley. The color of the endless rows of orchids and daisies, the gentle river that followed the road, the small humble cottages that dotted the landscape. It was all gone. There was no river, no color, no life. Only a broken land of ashes. Like a great fire had raged through. Killing everything."
A disaster, unlike anything ever seen before, struck the eastern lands of Quandra two months ago. First as an earthquake, then as a shadow. Black clouds now occupy hundreds of miles of land and everything underneath it devoid of color and life. There is only speculation about what may have caused it, but the most common rumor is it was the work of magic. Specifically by the hands of the mages of the Ardelyn Academy. Whose great city too lies in the maw of the Eternal Night. Fear around magic has grown significantly. Many believing that its use may trigger another disaster or grow the Eternal Night.
It seems that Ishax may be heading to a dark age. War looms on the horizon as kingdoms lie in wait as vultures to feed upon the wound Quandra suffered. Words of tongueless corpses of elven nobles have grown. A new Rite of Kings ready to commence as Ardentent waits for their king to die. The civil war in Lidym reaching its peak of brutality as the fighting grows. But have they noticed what lurks in the shadows?
What I'm Looking For...

1. Have at least 3 people in your group. Up to a total of 6.
2. Everyone be at least 18 years of age or older.
3. All experience levels are welcomed! Whether everyone is completely new, hard-boiled veterans, or a mixed bag of both.
4. While I may not have to worry about people being disrespectful towards each other (assuming ya are good friends). I would like to DM for a group that is free of any homophobia, racism, etc. None of that edge lord shit please.
5. Players that are eager to engage the world and dive into the story elements of a campaign as well as the stories of the other player characters. The ratio is something about 80-20 Story to Combat. I do try not to neglect combat, but I also do not like throwing it in for the sake of filling a quota.

About Myself

• Worldbuilding is by far my favorite hobby, So much so that I have learned music and 3D software to help add to the world. It is my favorite aspect of fantasy. Only thing I love more than that is collaborative worldbuilding and I have found D&D to be the perfect place for it.
• Communication! I am always happy to answer any questions you may have or clear things up. Not only that but also happy to chat about anything else. If I feel there are issues arising then I won't be afraid to point it out. Only thing that has killed more games than scheduling is a lack of communication.
• Open to Criticism. I know my DMing may not be perfect and I might forget rules here and there, but it is my hope that people reach out to me about any issues. I will never take offense nor hold it against you. It is a game first and all. Maybe you didn't like a ruling or feel I did something unfair. Please let me know and we can discuss it. I do not want grievances to develop due to the lack of communication.

About The Game

• While it is a dark fantasy setting showcasing the horrors of a grim world. All forms of sexual violence are not included in the setting nor permitted. Any other topics you would like me to avoid can be written in the RPG Consent Checklist I have players take before we begin the first session.
• Time: Saturdays/Sundays 7am PST every week. Time is negotiable, but due to my work schedule it will have to be early in the day for me.
• We will be using Discord for voice. Roll20 for the VTT. Talespire for combat encounters (no need to purchase. I simply screenshare it on discord.)
• No Homebrew races. I am open to looking at classes and magic items, but take it with a grain of salt.
• Character Grace Period: The grace period is something I like to throw in my games. Which is basically for the first 3 sessions (5 if new players are included). I will allow players to change ANYTHING about their character. Class, race, whatever. I do this because I believe players may gain a better understanding of the setting in this time and might want to switch to something more fitting.
• No Joke Characters. I'm completely fine with goofing around, but Billy The Toenail Rogue is not a good fit for the world.
• Starting at Level 1 or 3. Depending on the makeup of the group. If there are players who never played before. It's best to begin at level 1 and move up quickly so they can gather the experience.
• Milestone Leveling.
• NO PVP!

Is This Campaign Right For You?

• RP/Narrative Heavy/Political Intrigue. You will find that I do skew a bit more towards the story side of dnd, but that is not to say combat is neglected. I just tend to do combat encounters when it makes sense narratively other than to fit a quota. That's also to say I'm not going to just let 7 sessions go by without a fight.
• Player Agency! It is vital that the players feel like their choices are actually affecting the world around them. I do so by placing a lot of importance on player characters and their backstories. Whether you write a paragraph or a novel. Be sure that I will be using it all to wove it into the grand schemes of the story. The world reacts to you as much as you react to it. I shape the campaign to your characters!
• Living and Breathing World! Worldbuilding is something I'm very passionate about and this world is something I have been fleshing out and changing for years. I very much enjoy making it feel like a real and living world to the players. I also encourage players to add to it as well. If there's something I love as much as worldbuilding. It's collaborate worldbuilding. Events in the world are not paused. Waiting for you to arrive.
• Long Term Campaign! Due to the nature of the story and everything I have planned. This campaign can last a while. During this time. You could see your characters grow to become heroes hailed in every corner of the world as you travel from place to place.

Setting Guide: https://drive.google.com/file/d/13euGqDwPuMcO6qxI9MVD-UF5hUb8bKhview?usp=sharing
Again forgive me for the walls of text. Feel free to skim through it to get an idea of what the world is like. I'm always open to answer any questions regarding the setting.
Apply here!: https://forms.gle/ydmvavr29jRyUy9A6

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Video Tutorial to watch and understand everything before you start

28 - The Fountain Build

Point Summary

Point Total: 1000 CP 1000 (Base)

Jump Details

Document name: 28 - The Fountain Version: 1.1 Author: SJ-Chan Source: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1J9PF3AIk-7AcY8Gd2R7CJXaqDZPdxgeO/view

Jump Duration

Years: 10 Months: 0 Days: 0

Perks

Noble Thought (Free)
A noble is a creature of excess, and excess has a way of blinding one to reality. Well, not you. No matter how much you have, you will never forget the value of things, the realities of the lives of people who aren’t you, and truth that the world does not, in fact, revolve around you. You will not forget to treat people with the respect due them, nor will you disregard their suffering simply because it doesn’t affect you.
Noble Deed (Free)
Things you do echo further, have greater impact, are remembered longer. History books never leave you out and, when you visit places you once tread, you will find relics and signs of your passage no matter how much time has passed. You will not be forgotten. But you might not be remembered fondly.
Inventor's Vision (Free)
When you look upon a problem or issue that you understand even a bit, you instantly get a sense for how you might solve that problem, upgrade that item, or improve that situation. The longer you study some situation or item, the greater the insight will be and the more far reaching the solution. You might look at the state of education in your society and within a week have a dozen workable plans for small ways to improve the situation, and within a year of study have a comprehensive and feasible plan for a complete overhaul of the system. While not guaranteed that all your ideas will be good ones, improvement becomes far more likely with time and effort. Unforeseen side effects might still crop up though.
Inventor's Intent (Free)
One of the worst things an inventor can experience is discovering that someone has used their invention in a way they would not approve of... or even worse, that their invention has some horrible side-effect. Now this is much less likely to happen to you. Processes, techniques, and tools invented by you are much harder to abuse in ways you would not approve of, and you’re much better at foreseeing potential problems ahead of time and figuring out ways to head them off or, at least, lessen the fallout that will result from them.
Improved POV (Free)
Somehow, wherever you go, you always seem to be in five closely related locations at the same time. Well, that’s not quite right. Let me try again. When you are anywhere, four versions of you that aren’t quite really there, but could be there if you weren’t there... are there. Does that make any sense? Probably not. But what it boils down to is that for every event you experience, you have not one but five points of view on the event. Maybe one of you was right in the middle of a bar-fight, while another you was in the corner watching, and a third was working a pick-up shift behind the bar, and a fourth was an EMT who responded to the event and the fifth was a bum on the sidewalk outside listening. Only the primary you is the one who was really in the moment, but you can freely remember what all the four... let’s call them shadows... would have seen and experienced from their own unique POVs. You can’t really choose what they were doing, as they are more like echoes of potential you’s, but their experiences will be close enough to what you’d have experienced to be easily internalized and all the details will be as true as anything you actually experienced.
Bystander (Free)
When you don’t want to be involved in the events unfolding around you, be that a war, a fight, or a natural disaster, you may remove yourself from the flow of events almost entirely. As long as no individual or entity involved wants to target you specifically, you may become an all but intangible, unperceivable, untargetable observer. Even area effect things like, say, atomic bomb blasts, will pass harmlessly through you, though you might want to get out of there before the radiation gets to you. All Together Now (Free)
You have grown tired of casting off the memories and emotions each Jump layers over your basic identity. You may now choose to absorb the personality of any self you gain or have ever been into a gestalten whole. While this may dilute your basic youness, it also makes it much harder for anyone but you to make sense of your memories or to use any specific traumatic experience against you. Although there is now more of you, your essential sense of self only grows stronger the more times you do this, as all these facets of yourself serve to reinforce your fundamental identity, and you realize that the more you appear to change, the more you explore the limits of who you are. In layman’s terms, each apparent change is more akin to uncovering further digits of pi. Pi itself never changes even as it grows more complex.
500 Years of Practice - Teaching [100/900 CP]
You have spent five centuries mastering (and beyond mastering) any singular skill or artform. Sure, you might be a bit obsessed with that subject, but that obsession will fade as the jump comes to an end. Your compulsive delving into the limits of this singular area of study has granted you insights that no other living being has ever reached, allowing you to casually compose masterpieces which can profoundly move those who witness them, or create stunning refinements undreamt of by mere masters. A painter could trace a perfect circle in black on a white background and viewers would stare for hours. A dancer could reduce the audience to tears simply by standing still. A sculptor could carve hard stone until it was all but impossible to tell the sculpture from a living being. A poet’s words could touch the hardest heart or sway public opinion like a gale-force wind.
Soothing Presence [200/700 CP]
You have achieved inner calm and can project it at others as long as you are not currently experiencing any strong emotion yourself. Merely being in someone’s presence is enough to calm them dramatically, but physical contact, oratory or song, or simply allowing them to see you can all boost the effect by orders of magnitude. This can sooth mental, emotional, or spiritual suffering, or simply induce a sense of lassitude over the target or targets. This can work on any number of people as long as you can reach them with your presence.
Absolution [300/400 CP]
If you can convince someone to willingly pour out their deepest fears, regrets, or sins to you, you can grant them true absolution, allowing them to forgive themselves and move on. This does absolutely nothing for you as it does not work if you make it conditional. Their repentance must be genuine for this to work and they cannot desire gaining absolution for any immoral or unethical purpose.

Items Stipend: [+200/600 CP]

Meditation Garden (Free)
The Body. The Mind. The Soul. A perfect trinity, working in harmony to reflect the Self. But when one of these is disrupted, balance can be at risk. Balance must be maintained. Upon purchase, your Warehouse gains a small Meditation Garden attachment, that while it cannot be used for storage, it will always fit whatever form you are wearing. Its aesthetics will always change to represent what you interpret as an environment of perfect serenity and 'oneness', and a significant time meditating in this space will help you reach an intrinsic understanding of the self and how your experiences can define you. The past cannot always be changed, but the present can forever be gleaned on... so that the future is always one of your design. You can, if you like, plant a few small plants in your Garden as well. Any plant inside the garden will always be in the full flush of life.
Biosphere [200/400 CP]
The body is but a vessel of the mind, with one changing as the other does, constantly learning from what it experiences and accomplishes. It is only natural then, that the experiences of those around the body will likewise help shape it. To gain the perspective and change you desire, your environment must reflect that. For this meager price, your Warehouse has gained the properties of a Biosphere; self-contained, but controlled. The walls and ceiling can be made 'open', to make it appear as though you were in the middle of an open field in the summer, or a cliffside as the night sky illuminated the plains. While you cannot store anything outside of the Warehouse boundaries, and you will always be aware of these boundaries... the weather and the environment around you shall be in your control, with even simulacrums of wildlife that may fly around. Perhaps by expressing your mind in here, you can begin to understand it. The higher price unlocks the Biosphere Supplement and grants you 800 BP to spend there instead of the default 600.
Tree of Life Sapling [400/0 CP]
You have managed to obtain a fully viable, albeit fairly young Tree of Life. It produces both bark and, once a decade, six fully viable fruits that will (if left on the tree) mature to seeds. Each takes a hundred years to become a sapling, and a thousand years to reach full maturity. The sap is incredibly deadly, so it’s a good thing the flesh of the tree is all but impenetrable to anything short of divine weapons. If you purchased the Meditation Garden, the Sapling will initially be planted there. If you did not, it will be planted in a small reflecting pool attached to your Warehouse. Those who eat the fruit of the tree of life can live forever in the prime of life and free of all disease, gaining the effects of the Perfect Health Perk above.
Note - Perfect Health [Free in the Future, 400 to Keep]: Thanks to the wonders of modern medicine, you have gained perfect health, immunity to all diseases, the ability to heal from any non-lethal wound, and to live, essentially, forever.

28A - Biosphere Supplement Build

Point Summary

Point Total: 800 CP 800 (Base)

Jump Details

Document name: 28A - Biosphere Supplement Version: 1.7 Author: SJ-Chan Source: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1XhaR5HSde1GKV_kbfp2u_YQEYFGqOg2a1GIBOgp8FfQ/edit

Items

Biosphere Basic and Freebies (Free)
Note: Main island is 64km diameter (3217 sqkm area - basically the same size as the county I live in) , 2 islands are 16km diameter, 3 islands are 4km diameter, etc. "World" zone is 25,736 sqkm area (181km diameter)
The Sphere is divided into an inner “Land Space” World and an outer “Air Space” Shell. If the World expands, it does not increase the thickness of the Shell and vis versa. The sphere is always a perfect sphere.
The initial World is 1 km from edge to edge and contains your base island. The Island is 1 km in diameter. It is mostly circular, with an area of 0.785 km2. It is 200-250 meters thick and all jagged on the bottom. The World is a sphere, though the half above “sea level” is likely to be largely full of air. It is exactly as tall as it is wide. Your warehouse is always at the exact center of the World’s horizontal axes, though it can be raised or lowered vertically if you have the means.
The initial Shell is also 1 km. This means it is ½ km give or take, from the edge of your initial island. If you fall off the edge of the island, you will fall to the bottom of the sphere and need to get someone to come and get you if you cannot fly. Building within ½ km of the outer edge of the Shell is prohibited.
Gravity is Earth normal.
Biosphere Day Cycler [Free] - Now you can run your Biosphere through a day night system.
Utilities [Free if you have them from the Warehouse or Housing] - Electricity, Intranet with wifi (will only connect to outside data net if you have that upgrade), Running Water (Fluoridated or not, your choice), Sewage System, AC & Heating to all buildings.
Basic Pollution Scrubber [Free] - This pulls all incidental contamination out of the atmosphere of your Sphere.
Rope Ladders [Free] - Extends off the bottom of all your islands so you can climb up.
Biosphere - The Huge Island [90/710 CP]
Your Island is now 64km in diameter / 3,217 km2 in area. The thickness increases to 1600-2000 meters. Your World expands to contain this respectably sized landmass.
Biosphere - Double Archipeligo [150/560 CP]
You really like land, don’t you? Okay, just for you. You now have 2 Secondary Islands, 3 Tertiary Islands, 4 Quaternary Islands, and so on. You may also have up to 200 smaller islands that may not exceed 4 m across. This doubles the size of your World one last time.
note: each island is 1/4th the diameter of the last. If your main island is 256 km across, your other islands will be 64 km, 16 km, 4 km, 1 km, 250 m, 62.5 m, 15.6 m.
Biosphere - Snowball in Hell [20/540 CP]
The thickness of your Shell is now 4 km in all directions.
Biosphere - The Ocean Not So Deep [50/490 CP]
Instead of just being surrounded by air, your Island is surrounded by water. This water is freshwater and drops down to the bottom of your island, but only has a seafloor for the first 100 meters in all directions. It does not have tides or waves and has no flora or fauna. This ocean extends out to within 1km of the walls of your sphere, including down. Requires at least Snowball in Hell.
Biosphere - The Seafloor [20/470 CP]
The ocean around your islands now has a seafloor that extends out as far as your ocean does. It gets progressively deeper the further from land it is, down to within 200 meters of the bottom of your thickest island. Requires The Ocean Not So Deep.
Biosphere - Ocean Life [20/450 CP]
Your ocean now teams with freshwater plants and fish, shellfish, and bivalves. Nothing poisonous or dangerous exists in this environment naturally, but you could import it if you like. There are no marine mammals, but you could bring those in too if you like. The native species are self replicating, even if fished to extinction. Requires The Seafloor.
Biosphere - Weatherworks [15/435 CP]
Want to do a spot of sailing or just like a breeze? This machine makes the wind blow. There are now heavy updrafts for you hang-gliders. There are now big white fluffy clouds floating around inside your Biosphere. You have complete control over weather if you have the Observation Deck.
Biosphere - Season Simulator [10/425 CP]
Like variation? Now you can set the seasons to cycle anywhere from once a day to once a century. Don’t like Winter? Skip it! Want to make up your own seasons? Cool! Requires Weatherworks & Day Cycler.
Biosphere - Climatology [10/415 CP]
Now you can designate latitudes inside your sphere where the climate varies, either arctic at the center and tropical at the edges or vis versa. Need not be that extreme. Requires Season Simulator.
Biosphere - Terrain Modification Engine [40/375 CP]
All the flat getting to you? This machine can raise hills or create valleys or rivers or any other terrain features you might want within your Biosphere. You could even make mountains that tower up to 30 km high if your Sphere is big enough. Terrain features rise or fall no more than 1 meter per 24 hours. High mountains will develope snow caps if you have the Weatherworks and Oceans.
Biosphere - Floral Universe Creation Kit [20/355 CP]
All the endless grass getting to you? This machine can create forests, jungles, savannahs… you name it. Plants grown with this machine grow 1 meter per day and each machine can create up to 5,000 cubic meters of living plant matter every day. This system can generate 10,000 different species of plant and adding a new one simply requires a genetic sample. Only natural plants can be generated. The machine can be removed from your Biosphere for up to 7 days before needing 28 to recharge.
Biosphere - Small Fauna Generator [25/330 CP]
Want some chipmunks, birds, butterflies, bees? Nothing this machine generates is overly dangerous or a pest species, and the system automatically keeps everything in check, even if you’re a dick to nature. Each Generator can produce and maintain up to 500 species of small (5kg or smaller) animal life, both terrestrial and aquatic. Each machine can create up to 5,000 kg of animal life per day. To add a species to this machine’s databank, you must have at least 50 different genetic samples of that species. Only natural animals can be generated.
Biosphere - Big Fauna Generator [50/280 CP]
Want some more… aggressive or majestic species? Or just some sheep or cows or piggies? This is for you. Each machine can generate and maintain up to 50 species of large (500kg or smaller) animal life, both terrestrial and aquatic. Animals made by this machine will not be hostile, but can be dangerous if provoked. Each machine can create up to 5,000 kg of animal life per day. You will need to acquire at least 50 different genetic samples from the same species for this machine to add it to its databank. Only natural animals can be generated.
Biosphere - Celestial Bodies [5/275 CP]
Suns, Moons, Stars, Rings, Comets, Meteor Showers, Other Planets? You name it, all of them can progress across your fake sky. They’re just images, but comforting ones. You have full control of them.
Biosphere - Transport Disks [20/255 CP]
These disk platforms are all over your Biosphere. Each one can carry a person at 10km/h to anywhere within the sphere and each can carry up to 750kg. THey can be programmed to follow you around and there is even a Transport Disk launch station at the very bottom of the sphere in case someone gets stuck down there. Biosphere - Industrial Disks [10/245 CP]
Removes the weight limits from Transport Disks.
Biosphere - Airport & Marina [20/225 CP]
Not only does this give you a place to store, maintenance, and launch all your watercraft and aircraft, it also allows you to generate a world rift that allows you to bring them into or out of whatever world you happen to be visiting.
Biosphere - Observation Deck [25/200 CP]
This structure is at the top of the Sphere and allows you to look down upon all your creation, like some kind of god. If you have controls, they can be accessed from here instead of from the warehouse. You can even move your bedroom up here. Only you and those you invite can enter.
Biosphere - Restricted Zones [25/175 CP]
You get to set areas of the Biosphere (like the warehouse) off limits to some people. Like keeping kids out of the arsenal… or your friend who’s on a diet out of the fridge.
Biosphere - Hydrogeology [20/155 CP]
Your islands now have a complete hydrogeological cycle, meaning that water, in the form of cold, freshwater springs, will form on all your islands, providing rivers and ponds as appropriate.
Biosphere - Farming Zone x6 [30/125 CP]
Farms for your Farming Needs. Covers 20 hectares initially, but can be purchased multiple times, doubling the farming area each time. The soil is always perfect for whatever crops you plant in it. (total 640 hectares: 1581 acres / 6.4 sqkm)
Biosphere - Freestanding Buildings [10/115 CP]
Each of the various add-ons to your Warehouse now are freestanding, forming a nice compound, or spread out across your entire domain.
Biosphere - Industrial Plant [100/15 CP]
Your Biosphere includes a complete factory system, including advanced Atmospheric and Hydrological Pollution Scrubbing. You'll have to find someone to do the actual production, or find robots. It is the size of Detroit and automatically up to whatever tech-level your science has reached.
Biosphere - X - Spaceport [15/0 CP]
I just made this up, it's not in the doc, but this seems reasonable. Requires Airport & Marina and sufficient space

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From 9 a.m. Saturday, when families began making their way to the Second Congregational Church’s front lawn, to the unveiling of Greenfield’s 12th bee sculpture, “Fearless,” outside the Greenfield Fire Department’s new station on Main Street at 12:30 p.m., more than 1,000 people of all ages stopped by this year’s Bee Fest — the largest attendance the event has seen since its inception 14 years ago, according to its founder Sandy Thomas.
“It’s off the charts, we’ve never had this many people. We clicked in [counted] 500 just a few minutes ago, but its got to be more than that now,” Thomas said at 10:30 a.m. “These people came from Wrentham specifically for this because they’re new beekeepers, they heard about it and they just came. It’s wonderful, they keep coming and they want to learn about bees.”
The roughly three-hour festival honored the Rev. Lorenzo Langstroth, the sixth minister of Second Congregational Church who is known as the father of modern beekeeping. Langstroth patented the bee hives with movable frames in 1852, a design still commonly used by bee keepers today, according to Franklin County Beekeepers Association President Art Canterbury, who manned a bee education table with a live beehive demonstration at this year’s festival.
Canterbury engaged with curious festival-goers, educating them on bees and beekeeping, and answering questions ranging from best beekeeping practices, to general inquiries about the nature of bees and their colonies.
“My grandfather kept bees and I worked with him when I was a little kid. Now it’s just the easy attachment to go right back to and enjoy it and develop it,” Canterbury said. “This community loves the idea of bees in general and pollinators like to have that exposure and understanding of the bees [...] The colony of bees itself is a super organism. Everything that they do is for the colony. There’s not a bee in there that’s only doing something for itself.”
Children, many sporting elaborate bee costumes, marched through the farmer’s market for the Pollinators Parade and took turns swinging at a bee pinata. Families also centered around the beehive painting station, putting their unique marks on beehives that will be used at apiaries across Franklin County. Thomas said since bees are capable of sensing color and design, the practice of hive painting could make it easier for bees to find their hives.
The festival also featured a silent auction of bee-related products, bee-related games for children, a pollinator plant giveaway table and a 214th birthday cake for Langstroth. Katie Rozenas-Hanson and Rick LeBlanc of the Massachusetts Department of Agriculture Resources also operated an informational booth, where they distributed sunflower seeds and informed the public on best practices for planting pollinator plants at home. Rozenas-Hanson said she was pleased to see how effectively the festival engaged children.
“This event is so wonderful because it’s evolved from a festival that’s mainly for the general public, to being really kid-focused and having a bunch of free activities for kids to do to engage with bees, learn about beehives and best apiary practices — I just can’t think of a better event for them to go to,” Rozenas-Hanson said.

** Sculpture unveiling**

Bee Fest wrapped up with the unveiling of the city’s 12th bee sculpture “Fearless,” depicting a bee dressed in a firefighter’s uniform, in front of the new fire station on Main Street. Before the unveiling Fire Chief Robert Strahan announced that the department will begin moving into the station this week before a formal ribbon-cutting ceremony on June 10.
Designer Rachael Katz, an artist and owner of The Greenfield Gallery, produced the original “Beatrice” bee sculpture prototype. Over the past three years, her first 11 bee sculptures have been installed along Main and Federal streets, at Court Square, and at the John W. Olver Transit Center. She said that while the other bee sculptures took identical forms with unique decorations, she and the sculpture’s painter Andrew Easton wanted to give the “fearless sculpture” a unique character and form.
“For most of the other bees, the form just served as a canvas, and the artists painted images upon it. And this one we really wanted to make a character in and of itself — it’s not decorated with pictures of fire engines, it’s an actual character [...] it’s our firefighters, they’re there for us. They’re heroes and they charge into danger and it just seemed right to honor them,” Katz said.
Easton, who said he spent roughly 160 hours painting the “fearless” sculpture, put significant work into not only painting the bee, but arranging various elements, such as the oxygen tank on its back and its “343” fire helmet, which he said was a tribute to the 343 New York firefighters who were killed during 9/11.
“This is a special honor for us. There is a personal story that goes along with this bee, and we are humbled to have it at our new headquarters,” Strahan said.
Mayor Virginia Desorgher, who joined Strahan and the artists as they removed the tarp from the Fearless sculpture, said she was pleased by how the annual festival has evolved and grown over the years.
“It gets better and better every year, there were more people from out of state this year than I’ve ever seen,” Desorgher said. “It’s very exciting.”

To preface this is a narrative of the fallout lore both established in all the fallout games and many of the popular mods created for both new Vegas, fallout 3 and fallout 4 and a subsequent idea for a fallout 5 title that I wrote and wanted to get opinions on.
If you think this is cool lmk, if you think this sucks lmk. I’m just interested in sharing my own ideas with the wider fallout community.

 From Lone-wanderer to the courier (TTW tie in) 

After the events of Fallout 3, the Lone Wanderer, having no family and no place left to truly call home, gathered up his companions and headed west to start a new life. Over the next 4 years, the Lone Wanderer lived in the west with many of his former companions going their separate ways. The Lone Wanderer began working as a courier, known as Courier 6. There, he had a particularly bad run-in with a man named Benny, who introduced him to a bullet. The damage done to the Lone Wanderer caused him to lose his memories of his past. Thus, he became the courier.
After the events of Fallout: New Vegas, and the Second Battle of Hoover Dam, the NCR's military and infrastructure were severely weakened after destroying the Legion. Sensing an opportunity for mutual benefit the West Coast Brotherhood of Steel reached out to the Mojave chapter, where, under the leadership of Elder McNamera, the NCR and Brotherhood reached an agreement and official peace pact between the two groups, which culminated in the brotherhood becoming an official autonomous part of the NCR.
The West Coast Airship docks within the Strip, which was under the control of the Courier and member of the Mojave chapter. The West Coast reintegrated the Mojave chapter of the Brotherhood of Steel and uses the Strip as a base of operations. Leveraging their advanced technology and military prowess, they quickly gain the upper hand in engagements against the remaining enemies of the NCR.

 The Coming Storm (Dust tie in) 

Some time after the Second Battle of Hoover Dam and the BOS occupation of the strip joint expedition teams of the BOS AND NCR discovered the Sierra Madre Casino, as well as the mysterious and deadly cloud. The NCR and BOS scientists conducted experiments with the Cloud, bringing both massive samples of Cloud Residue and corpses of Ghost People back to the Mojave. Many of these experiments were conducted in a makeshift laboratory set up in the lobby of the Lucky 38 casino. Though the full nature of the experiments are unknown, it is implied that the participants involved were considered criminals to the NCR and the nature of the experiments were brutal, sadistic, and inhumane.
Around the same time, the BOS received reports that a massive sandstorm was approaching New Vegas. They did not share this information with the public, and instead began to outline evacuation procedures.
Five years after the expedition and experiments something went terribly wrong. It is implied that a disgruntled Vault 21 custodian may have intentionally sabotaged the Lucky 38 laboratory, causing a new Cloud to form over the Strip. This cloud was far more lethal and corrosive than the Cloud of the Sierra Madre. The corrosive capabilities even hindered the BOS power armor as the metal would be gradually eaten away by the cloud.
As the Cloud descended upon New Vegas, panic engulfed the Strip and Freeside. Riots and violence broke out. Miss communications between the directives of the BOS and NCR resulted in troopers executing innocent civilians in the streets. In response, the Kings rebelled against the NCR, while also aiding in an evacuation of Freeside, saving countless lives. The Followers of the Apocalypse were forced to abandon the Old Mormon Fort. The Airship of the Western Brotherhood attempted to evacuate all BOS personnel and any relevant technology from the strip before returning to Lost Hills. This resulted in some squads of the BOS being forced to take up residency within the casinos of the strip and vault 21. The NCR locked the gates to the Strip, with all civilians inside. The rebels led by the kings were forced out of and under the city, to the Sewers below. The BOS left in Vault 21 have been desperately trying to chisel away at the concrete within the vault in the hopes of tunneling back to Hidden valley.
NCR troops then dumped radioactive waste into the Sewers to kill any survivors, before fleeing the city themselves. Eventually, the situation became so bad that NCR General Lee Oliver ordered an evacuation of all NCR personnel from New Vegas via the Strip Monorail.
These events nullified the BOS and NCR treaty resulting in BOS forces seizing locations across the Mojave that had the capability to keep them safe from the cloud while also engaging in Guerilla warfare tactics against the NCR.
The city would ultimately fall to the Cloud and to the dust storms that blew in from the West. While some survivors attempted to take shelter in the Strip's casinos they were met with the business ends of BOS laser rifles. Those who did not head for the casinos were not so lucky, as anyone who wasn’t immediately killed by the Cloud became Ghosts and cloud victims, while others died slowly of radiation poisoning and exposure.
While New Vegas fell to the Cloud, a massive radioactive dust storm engulfed the rest of the Mojave Wasteland, causing widespread devastation. Whole settlements and towns were evacuated or otherwise destroyed. One settlement in particular, Goodsprings, was struck by an unknown form of plague, killing most of its residents and turning the once-prosperous community into a Ghost Towns.
Other areas, such as Boulder City, attempted to protect themselves with the same suits worn by Ghost people in Vegas and the Sierra Madre, ultimately becoming trapped themselves. To make matters worse, the Tunnelers from the Divide eventually burrowed through to the Mojave Wasteland, As predicted by Ulysses. causing even more death and destruction. The dust storms blotted out the Sun, allowing the Tunnelers to hunt by day, killing off most of the native animal population in the Mojave.
The effects of the Fall would spread as far out as Zion Valley, where spore carriers from Vault 22 ran wild, alongside another strange, terrible creature, dubbed the Wendigo by the tribals within the valley.
After the fall, little remained of the old Mojave Wasteland. Once-powerful factions such as, The Great Khans, and Powder Gangers were either wiped out or dissolved into roaming gangs of Tribals and Survivors. The Western Brotherhood which had resided in the strips cohesion collapsed as its members lost contact with the surrounding Casinos and vault 21.
Cannibalism became rampant, as people did whatever they could to survive. The NCR remained in control of various locations such as Camp Golf, Hoover Dam, Camp McCarran and Nellis AFB. Those fortunate enough to evacuate the Mojave mostly wound up at Camp Adytum, an NCFollowers refugee center in the Boneyard, however they were quickly drafted and sent to the now ongoing BOS and NCR conflict.
The NCR would eventually launch expeditions into the ruins of New Vegas, presumably to acquire materials left over from the Lucky 38 laboratories. However, none of these expeditions were successful, and the NCR soon abandoned all attempts to return to New Vegas, with only the Royst-Bernard Expedition consisting of rogue NCR scientific and military personnel returning in an attempt to succeed, where regular NCR failed.

 The Patriot at Heart (America Rising 2 tie-in) 

In the aftermath of the events of Fallout 3, the remnants of the Enclave fled north into the Commonwealth where they waited in hiding for 10 years. After the events of Fallout 4, the Lone Survivor helped revive the Enclave and ultimately forced the Institute into being folded into the Enclave, bringing their advanced technology and expertise in synth creation under one banner.
The Enclave embarked on a bold experiment, merging their iconic power armor technology with the synthetic advancements of the Institute. The result was the creation of a new breed of soldiers: Power Armored Synths or PAS.
These hybrid warriors combined the resilience and strength of power armor with the versatility and adaptability of synthetic intelligence. Clad in imposing power armor suits, these Synths were capable of executing complex military maneuvers, engaging enemies with precision and force.
Under the banner of the Enclave, this new army of PAS’s became the vanguard of their expansionist ambitions, striking fear into the hearts of any who knew of their existence. The Enclave took a page from the Institute by beginning to kidnap high-ranking members of the Railroad, Brotherhood of Steel, and Minutemen, replacing them with Synth sleeper agents who would corrupt the organization of the Commonwealth and East Coast Brotherhood to weaken them for an Enclave assault. This culminated in the Enclave assault on the Prydwen, forcing Elder Maxson to retreat back to the Capital Wasteland.

 Fallout 5: Tactics 

The year is 2300, 13 years after the events of Fallout 4.
A squad of the Chicago-based Midwest Brotherhood intercepts a transmission from the East Coast Brotherhood, calling for aid from the West Coast Brotherhood in a last-ditch effort to defend the Capital Wasteland from the Commonwealth-based Enclave assault.
Our character, a Midwest Brotherhood Paladin dubbed the Major, must traverse the Midwest, gaining new allies and attempting to mend the fractured Midwest Brotherhood to aid in the coming conflict. Our character must also fix up a convoy to traverse the wasteland of the Midwest in order to make it to the East Coast. Various quests and side quests will provide the character with allies and further supplies for the coming conflict and further cement the Midwest Brotherhood's position within the region.
Once the player believes they have gathered their small army sufficiently and created their convoy, they embark on a journey towards the East. Along the way, they are intercepted by Enclave and Super Mutant forces. Upon entering into the Capital Wasteland, the general's forces link up with what’s left of the East Coast Brotherhood who have been hiding out in Rockopolis after the Citadel was infiltrated and taken over by the Enclave. DC now acts as the front lines of a war yet again between the Enclave, Brotherhood, and a new faction in the wasteland called the Behemoths, an organized and somewhat intelligent super mutant group led by an intelligent mutant named Osiris, who was once a member of the Master's army. Osiris united the D.C. Mutants and launched his own series of attacks on the Brotherhood when the Enclave took hold of the Citadel.
Along the way, we meet a one-armed Three Dog who barely survived the Enclave bombing of the GNR building but has since set up shop in Broadcast Tower KTB with a small contingent of Brotherhood Paladins who aided against the Enclave, rescuing Three Dog.
As the Major and the elders plot out a plan to assault the Enclave at the Citadel.
Mid west Factions: 1. Brotherhood of Steel (Midwest Chapter): - The player's faction, focused on preserving pre-war technology and knowledge. - Known for their advanced technology and power armor. - Initially, they prioritize their interests but may assist others if it aligns with their goals.

1. Midwest Brotherhood Outcasts:
   
   • A splinter faction of the Brotherhood of Steel, formed due to disagreements over the main Brotherhood's leadership or ideologies.
   • They may possess similar technology and resources as the main Brotherhood but operate independently, sometimes in opposition to their parent faction.
2. Reavers:
   
   • A ruthless raider group terrorizing the Midwest wasteland.
   • Known for their brutality and willingness to pillage and plunder.
   • Considered a major threat to the stability of the region, often in conflict with other factions.
3. The Vikings:
   
   • A raider group modeled after the historical Vikings (with a mixture of the football Minnesota Vikings.)
4. Gammorin's Army Remnants:
   
   • A militant faction once led by the super mutant Gammorin.
   • Composed primarily of super mutants, they seek to establish dominance over the wasteland through force.
   • Viewed as a formidable enemy by other factions due to their strength and aggression.
5. Vault 0:
   
   • A vault inhabited by a powerful supercomputer known as the Calculator.
   • The Calculator once sought to expand its influence and control over the wasteland, posing a significant threat to other factions; however, it was reprogrammed by someone named the Warrior in the year 2197. This effectively deactivated and left the army of robots dormant and sealed away within Vault 0. Their advanced technology and military capabilities make them a formidable adversary and an equally valuable ally if they can only be reactivated and reprogrammed.
6. Tribal Communities:
   
   • Various tribes and communities scattered throughout the Midwest wasteland.
   • They may have their own customs, traditions, and conflicts.
   • Depending on the player's actions, they could become allies, enemies, or neutral parties.

As the player ventures further into the capital wasteland they find that it is now far greener than in the past and wild punga fruit now can be found around the wastes, if the player makes a detour to oasis they will find that Harold has rapidly grown and from the Potomac River (death law sanctuary) in the west to temple of the union in the east is now a lush paradise (that is if it weren’t for all the deathclaws and raiders who stalk the forest.) As Harold/Bob spread, the brotherhood eventually sent out missions to learn more about it, after encountering Linden, they made a formal treaty with the poplars, in which the poplars were given water in exchange for the fresh fruit from the oasis. The brotherhood also helped encourage the trade of Punga with the Poplars to be grown within the oasis to help aid soil development and remove radiation. The poplars now tend the forest and have become somewhat of a nature inspired farming/fire fighting force, having a couple of villages throughout the forest network. However raider gangs also set fire to the trees, (if the player investigates they’ll find out that the enclave is paying the raiders to burn the trees and fight their way in to help destabilize the brotherhoods food supply and trade routes)
If the player chooses to side with the poplars/ Brotherhood the trees will continue to spread at a rate of 1 mile for every 24 real world hours that pass in game.
If the player helps the enclave they will be tasked with infiltrating the original Oasis and burning Harold alive, and the trees will dwindle at the same rate until the oasis is fully gone.

I am 187cm or approximately 6’2 I am 18years old since 2 weeks I did an x ray check for some issue and I’ve seen that my growth plate are not closed my epiphyseal line is visible. My father is 5’11 my mother is 5’10 my brother is 6’3 and I’ve been predicted by the length of my ulna that i will achieve 189cm-191cm is it possible ? I’ve started taking vitamins D3, K2… for sports and it helped me i have grown 0,5cm the last 3 months

Vana Galvenniere, "Rightful" heir to the Throne of the Marble Steppes
Pre-Sisters Coronation: Vana Galvenniere, daughter of Avasa Galvenniere, was born nine years prior to her sister Vala. This period of her life was what one would expect for one born into her family; being taught history, that in the past first borns take the Throne, and that she'll have to learn how to take over once her mother passes. During this time, Vana's mother seemed to care for her as any other mother would. However, her mother's attitude towards Vana would shift dramatically when Vala was born. Vana would now suddenly be treated with cruelty by her mother. Vana's grades when being taught were never enough for mother. Vana's combat abilities were never good enough for mother. And when Vana "underperformed", mother would punish her in extreme ways. Beatings, withholding food, and making her sleep in the castles stables were what Vana's mother would deem appropriate for her daughters "failings". To others, Vana did extremely well in every subject she was being taught, but mother seemed to think otherwise. Or worse, simply enjoyed causing her daughter pain.
During this period, Vana would rarely see her sister, and the few times she did only grew her jealousy. Vala was given all the love and praise Vana wanted, and occasionally their mother would have them duel. Vala always won. After these sparring sessions and any "disappointing" test results, Vana was to spend the night in the stables. It was dark, cold and there was nowhere to sleep. She would only be allowed to take the clothes she had already been wearing at the time. These made the worst days in Vana's life. Some nights, servants and guards, who either had issues with her mother or simply wanted to hurt someone, would pay Vana visits. The men and women who would come to hurt Vana as some form of retaliation were bad enough, but the ones who simply wanted something to torture were far worse than Vana could have ever imagined.
There was only ever one period of time when Vana would be treated well while staying in the stables. One night, a boy about her age was sent to fetch a tool, but came across Vana, curled up and crying. He took the tool he needed, but returned shortly after with a blanket and some food. He would spend time each night with her, simply talking or letting her vent her sadness and anger. After two weeks, he stopped showing up. Unknown to Vana, her mother has transferred the boy and his family to another part of the city when she found out what the young man had been doing. Vana never found out that it was her mother's doing, and had thought that she herself was what pushed the boy away. This was the happiest she had been in years, and she couldn't help but have grown feelings for him, so once he had "left her" a bitter sense of betrayal lingered.
Post-Sisters Coronation: Years later, Vana and Vala's mother was finally dead, leaving a will that would be read before the most powerful families in the empire. Vana, naturally, could not be more relieved. She would finally become Empress and prove her mother wrong after all the horrors she had been put through. As the event went on, Vana only grew happier, she felt as though her excitement knew no bounds. As the will was about to be read before the guests, Vana stood at the ready. She was going to walk up to that podium and retrieve the title she so desperate craved. The title she had quite literally suffered for. But their was something unique in that will, something the Empire hadn't seen in generations. In it, Vana's mother specified that Vala would be her successor. Vana dropped the glass she had been sipping from, as tears began to form in her eyes. Even after all this, her mother still won. Vala stepped up, somewhat confused but apparently excited all the same. Vana retreated into the castle halls to leave the ceremony altogether.
As the ceremony began to slow down, Vana returned, donning an outfit more suitable for combat and her favorite sword. Before the empire itself, Vana challenged her sister for the rights to the Throne. Vana knew she would lose to her sister. She always did. There were a couple of ways Vana hoped the duel would end: either she manages to defeat her sister and become Empress, or she would perish by her sisters hand. She believed either way would work well enough, even if the odds of winning were astronomical. In front of the entire empire, Vana fought Vala and was down within minutes, losing not only the match in the most humiliating amount of time possible, but also a small piece of her veil (frill). She could remember the silence that overtook the room, where even though there were over one hundred guests, the only noise she could hear was the blood dripping to the floor from her new injury. Vana remembers clearly looking up from her kneeling position to her sister, the one whom mother pampered with everything she could ever want. Without saying a word or retrieving her lost flesh, Vana stood and left her sister behind. Before she left, accessed the family treasury, taking as much as she could before leaving for good.
She purchased a large plot of land far away from the city, on a plateau high enough she would still be able to see her old home in the distance, towering into the clouds, a massive spire that would always serve as a reminder of what she deserves. Despite being so far away, however, she can't outrun her past. Most nights, she can hardly close her eyes without being back in the stables, the hungry eyes of those who committed such unspeakable acts upon her when she was younger closing in around her. It's a rare luxury when she doesn't wake up frightened or crying. Despite her living so far away, she still travels to the city occasionally for large parties and events to keep up her image and to gather possible allies that may be willing to help her in the future. That being said, the Vana the public knows isn't the real Vana. She puts on an act, a friendly facade to interact with those she doesn't trust or know well. And those she does trust and know well are few and far between. At the end of the day, however, she really only has one goal to work towards. And she will wait as long as she has to to make sure it's perfect. Eventually, she will be Empress, or die trying.

So far this year has been insane with everything that’s happened in my professional, and personal life. I am 21 years old (F) and had been working at one of the big luxury retail brands for 2 years. At the particular location that I worked at, there were a total of 4 managers, one was the store manager, and three team managers, with one of them being someone I was pretty close with. This team manager, we’ll call her 🦁, is 39 years old (F) who is married with two children. When I first met her, I found her very attractive. Of course it was just a casual crush so I ignored it and continued with my work. After about 6 months of working there, 🦁 and I started to talk a lot more and become pretty close. Often she will talk to me about her personal life, telling me how she doesn’t love her husband and that they don’t “sleep” together to which she jokes about being like a nun. During this whole time, I took it as her being my friend and just telling me about her marriage problems. But then it started to become different. In October 2023, the talks between me and her started to become of more flirtatious nature, so much to the point that other colleagues started to notice it when me and her were speaking. The favouritism from her also became very obvious, and since she was one of the managers that had been with the company for over 10 years, she was pretty respected by our store manager as well, which helped me to become a favourite among everyone. At this point, my crush for 🦁 started to become more serious because of her treatment towards me, but I continued to try and ignore it. But then in the beginning of December, I fell for her. And I honestly don’t know exactly what happened at that moment but I just looked over at her one day, and thought to myself “wow she is beautiful” and after that moment I couldn’t stop thinking about her. The whole month of December, I couldn’t focus on anything other than her. She was all I thought about at all times. January comes around and I meet up with her for brunch on our day off, where I also met her kids. Throughout January, my feelings for her kept getting stronger and stronger, and it became harder for me to ignore them because of her continuous flirting. Especially at some points she would give hints that made it seem like my feelings weren’t one sided. At this point I told a few of my colleagues that I am very close with about the whole situation, to which they were shocked, but also confirmed that they noticed it themselves. February comes around and I decide that I won’t be able to move on from 🦁 because of her mixed signals, so I should just tell her how I feel and that way I’ll know. So I tell her that I need to speak to her about something. She says that we can meet up for coffee before work on Wednesday. Wednesday happened to be Valentine’s Day…
We met up and I told her that there was someone at work that I have gotten feelings for, but I didn’t tell her who it was yet. She asked me what I wanted to do, and I told her that I wanna tell this person because that way I’ll have a definitive answer on how they feel and can move on if needed, but I was scared to tell them cause I don’t want things to get awkward between us since we are pretty close. She continues to tell me that if I think the person is mature enough, they won’t let thinking’s get awkward. 🦁 then starts to take guesses on who this person is. After saying a few different names she asks me “is it me”?, to which I nodded. She smiled, and went on to say “awe you’re so sweet, I do like you, and nothing has to change in our relationship, we can continue to hang out and be friends. She was very nice the whole time and didn’t act weird at all. After we were leaving the coffee place, I asked her if I can give her a flower for Valentine’s Day, to which she agreed, so I said I’ll get her one later. We both went to work and everything was very normal between us. Once the shift was finished, we walked to our cars together and I gave her the flower which she accepted and I also asked her to be very clear with me if I had any chance with her. To which she replied no and went on to say she sees me as a little sister and she gives me a hug. I was fine with that and knew that I can start to move on now.
A few days go by and I don’t see her since she went on a small trip. When she returned, I had gone to the store on my day off to give a gift to one of my colleagues who was going on maternity leave. When I went to the store, 🦁 was there as well, but she seemed to be avoiding me. So I didn’t speak to her but after I left I texted her asking to call me whenever she gets a chance. She calls after 3 minutes and asked what’s up, and I tell her that “I might be overthinking, but are you avoiding me?” To which she says that I am overthinking and she is not avoiding me, and assures me that everything is ok. I tell her that I need to speak to her, so she says that she’ll call me after she finishes work. Around 9:30pm she calls and asks if I want to speak over the phone or meet up. I tell her I’d rather meet up and she says let’s do Saturday before we work.
On Saturday, she texts me two hours before we’re supposed to meet with an excuse and says that we can speak in the store. But that day we didn’t get to talk in the store because it was pretty busy and there were people around. So during closing when me and 🦁 were alone in the back, I brought up that we didn’t get to talk, but she brushed me off saying that she is tired and that I should go home and sleep. At this point I got a bit annoyed and just left, but I texted her asking her to call me cause at this rate we wouldn’t be able to talk in person so might as well over the phone. But she never responded.
The next day, on Sunday, we’re both working again. This whole day she seems to be acting very strange. She still talked to me normally about work stuff but was acting different otherwise which started to bother me. This was noticed by a lot of my colleagues who even brought it up and asked what was going on between me and her. When my shift was almost finished I asked to speak to her. She agreed and we went into the fitting room in our store for privacy. I told her that I was starting to get annoyed because of the way she was acting since she keeps telling me that everything is ok between us but then is acting slightly weird and I just want her to be clear with me if she isn’t comfortable then I’ll leave her alone. She reassures me again that she is perfectly fine and that I am overthinking. She then gives excuses for her behaviour saying that she wasn’t feeling well yesterday and that she saw my text at midnight and didn’t want to call me that late and so on. I tell her that there were two things I wanted to tell to her. First was that I wanted to thank her for being very kind and understanding about my feelings. And the second was that I wanted to make it clear to her that don’t expect anything from her, if my feelings are one sided, I will move on. After which we agree that everything is ok now and I ask her for a hug. She gives me a hug but then she doesn’t pull away fully. While still holding me she says “you don’t have to worry, I do like you” and then she leans in and kisses me. At this point I am shocked and confused. But after that, she very clearly gets scared and goes on to plead that I don’t tell anyone. I was fine with the kiss and was crazy in love so I promised her that I will act like it never happened and it doesn’t have to happen again. We calm down and leave the fitting room and I am finished work at this point so as I’m about to leave I ask her, “if I text you, will you reply”, And she agrees. I didn’t end up texting her.
A few days go by and I am off from work. When I go back, I am doing opening shift and 🦁 is supposed to start an hour after me, but she doesn’t come in. Instead our store manager comes and tells me that we will have a meeting in her office. I go into the office and she has zoom open with a lady from HR who goes on to tell me that someone has filed a harassment complaint against me. They go on to ask me closed ended questions based on what 🦁 had told them. The questions were more to do with the fact that whether I confessed feelings for 🦁 or if I gave her a flower or texted her. I was so confused cause I didn’t understand how any of that was harassment. Texting was always two way, I never spammed her, she always texted me too. The flower was given with her permission and she accepted it. And developing feelings for someone is not harassment. Even our company handbook allows relationships between employees. They didn’t mention anything about the kiss which makes it obvious that 🦁 left that out. And I am stupid and was in love, I didn’t bring the kiss up either cause I wanted to protect her. Whole time during my questioning, which was only about 10 minutes, I was so uncomfortable especially cause my store manager was in the room as well and also the room is tiny. They go on to say that I am being put on leave while they “investigate”. And during that time I am not allowed to come to the store and talk to anyone that works there. They take my work phone and I leave. After I get home, I start thinking about how I didn’t even get to explain my side of things properly. All questions were so closed ended and on top of that, it happened so suddenly that I couldn’t even process it. I decide to text my store manager and ask to speak to her. She says that I can call, but then I realized that I don’t trust my store manager at all. Anything I tell her, there is no guarantee that it will be forwarded to HR. As an FYI, our store manager is probably the most hostile, and unprofessional manager I have ever worked with. No one that works at that location trusts her, as an example, she has made multiple grown employees cry in front of their clients because of her tone and way of “coaching”. Anyway, so I decide that instead I will send an email to the HR lady that I spoke to and explain my side of things more clearly. I was right in the middle of writing up the email when I get a call. It was my store manager and the HR lady on the phone, and they tell me that I am being terminated effective immediately. Apparently they “investigated” in 5 hours and made the decision that I am unsafe to work with. I tell them that I was in the middle of writing an email to explain my side of things because I didn’t get to. They respond with “the decision is final”
It has been over two months and to this day I have no idea what they are even accusing me of. Where was the harassment, I don’t even get it. Everything that happened between me and 🦁 was always consensual and two way. If HR bothered to investigate properly, they would have known this cause I told them that there are specific colleagues that know about everything that was happening. I’m sure HR hasn’t even seen the texts that were sent between me and 🦁 cause those will also prove that there was no harassment. But of course HR wanted to protect the “straight”, married, much more older, woman that has been with the company for over 10 years. Rather than me.

I am offering various RNG Services across Gens 3 to 7.
Gen 3 to 5: Legendary RNG, Wild RNG, Gift (including Manaphy & Bonus Disc Jirachi/Celebi) RNG with custom OT & TID possible
Gen 7: Egg RNG (TSV hatch RNG possible until April 8th)
The prices for each RNG request will all be in €uro and will depend on the type of RNG, the amount of time I expect to spend on them, and any extras you may request (example: custom OT)
Base prices are as follows (per each mon):

• Gen 3-5 Wild RNG: 2€
• Gen 3-5 Legendary/Gift/Wishmaker Jirachi RNG/Ranger Manaphy Egg: 3€
• Any of the above SHINY: +2€
• Gen 3 Channel Jirachi / Ageto Celebi & Gen 4 Shiny Ranger Manaphy Egg: 5€
• Custom OT/TID (Gen 3-5): +2€ (per ONE save - ie, can be used for multiple mons)
• Gen 7 Egg RNG: 2€ (TSV hatch or Shiny +1€)
• Flat fee per Hour spent on your RNG request: 2€/h

Example: 1x Shiny Terrakion (5€) + 2x Shiny Wild mons (8€) from BW with a custom OT/TID (2€) would be 15€ + the fee for the expected time spent on the RNGs (average 2-6 hrs but obviously depends on the specific request)
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I can also offer a Training service & Item trade service in Scarlet/Violet & Sword/Shield, with prices as follows:

• Training Service: 2€
• Any 10x Items Trade: 3€

The more RNG/Training services you request, the bigger the discounts I can make for you!Requesting RNGs that can save me a lot of time will also decrease your cost considerably! (example: multiple Wild RNGs from the same save/game)At least 5x of any given type of service must be requested to be eligible for a discount!
Buyer pays any required fees!
To calculate how much you need to send me accounting for fees, use THIS PayPal fees calculator!
Delivery available in Gen 8 or 9, or with Bank>HOME transfer, up to buyer's choice, where applicable.
I can provide proof of the RNG in the form of screenshots of all important steps, with all RNG information clearly visible, if requested! These pictures would all be provided within a zip file uploaded to Google Drive that I would send a link for you to download, via PM.
Please reply to this thread asking what Pokémon you'd like me to obtain, the origin game(s)/Gen(s) and if Shiny or not, so that I can work out exactly how much it would cost you for your order!
After we have discussed the above and have agreed on a deal, please send your detailed requests for RNGs (IV spreads, natures etc) through this google form: https://forms.gle/vBhoDio8obiUU47g9
Training services & Item trades don't need to go through the form.
MY TOOLS & DISCLAIMERS:
I have and use several emulators for all my RNGs (Citra - 3DS, Bizhawk - DS & GBA) using assisted overlay tools like lua scripts, as well as the standard RNG 'calculation' tools like PokeFinder.
I also have a CFW 3DS that I use to import my saves into carts with a save manager (Checkpoint), in order to then transfer the mons up to Bank, followed by HOME.
All my saves are also save-managed (backed up, extracted and injected) with tools such as Checkpoint & JKSV.
For my Training service & Item trading in Gen 9 I use my CFW Switch to multiply items in my bag such as Vitamins, Candy, TMs, Apriballs.
You can request the training service for your own mons in Gen 9, or as an extra (for the same price) on any RNG you buy from me!
Feel free to ask any questions you may have here in my thread, and thank you for stopping by!
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My ref: https://www.reddit.com/pokemonexchangeref/comments/18tsljf/usexymalasada_reference/

Deep in a dark cave, where ghouls and trolls are said to inhabit, one troll sits in a murky swamp, enjoying life as it does. It is unphased by the icky feeling of the water, or the writhing creatures that lurk in the murky shallows. After all, they are harmless.
To the troll, at least. It’s healing ability would make up for the bites or scratches even if the grasses and fish were to scathe him, anyway.
The troll has nothing to fear, nothing. After all, not one creature nor some other threat can stop him from getting what he wants. He was a full grown troll, the “strongest” of the dark cavern. He was the dominant predator and not even other trolls could stop him.
He stood up and got out of the pond, after he was too tired of occasionally eating some of the fish that kept on biting his feet; weaklings, all of them. He’d kill them all if he was hungrier…
He walked around the caverns, his footsteps heavy and reverberating slightly as faint echos throughout, signaling him, in his enormity and strength.
All other creatures have two options when hearing him lumbering towards them if they themselves didn’t want to die; flee or retreat to tunnels, cramp enough the troll can’t enter, which is fairly easy enough, and deep enough where the troll can’t claw its way to them, which is… less easy.
The troll was old, nowhere near the end of its lifespan, but present long enough for the cave’s ecosystem to conform to its ravenous nature. Other trolls flee, due to the prior attempts at grouping together being… unsuccessful. Others do the same, but often having been more successful in that regard. The art of fleeing for your life isn’t uncommon for those not at the top of the food chain.
That doesn’t mean that the troll was just mainly cannibalizing other trolls, though. Other animals were still caught by the troll and eaten, but it was frequently due to injuries; the troll wasn’t the only hazard to be worried about, only the biggest one.
As the troll continues walking around, the silence might be eery if the troll was gregarious to noise. Sensitive? Yes, but fond of it? Other than it being directly tied to food in most cases, no.
However, after a prolonged period of walking, searching for food, the troll comes across… an unnatural glow. Somethings that shouldn’t be in the cave. He walks closer, to see… a small flame enclosed in a… shiny container. Usually, strange things such as this may be only of brief interest to the troll, but this was different.
The troll, letting out a squeaky growl, steps back from the foreign object and retreats into the darkness of the cave. It knows the origin of the lantern, and, for the third time in its life, it felt true horror.
In its rabid mind, a faint image burns itself into the troll’s head. An impression of powerlessness, alit by fire.
Impressions of bands of metal skins. Metal skins who wield magic and fire at their fingertips. Small, but stronger than he is. He flees, away from the fire, the danger, and the metal skins.
That is when he trips over a line made of hard material, only visible through touch.
He tries to crawl to his feet, but he is unable to, the wire snares his ankles, preventing him from getting to his feet. He tries clawing at his feet, however his claws is unable to reach… and after he tries harder, a bright light flashes— and cuts his arm off.
He roars in horror, then screams louder as he takes in the sight of the thing that cut off his arm, the silhouette next to the fire. A metal skin. This one was clad in shiny, scaly plates, its flaming blade pointed at the troll’s head… then lunged into its skull.