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TMA 14

2024.06.05 02:50 xtremexavier15 TMA 14

Killer Grips: Anne Maria, Jasmine, Justin, Millie, Topher
Screaming Gaffers: Chase, MK, Ripper
Episode 14: One Million Bucks, B.C.
"Last time on Total Drama Action! Tensions between Ripper and MK were still high while Izzy and Chase managed to bond. Much to the surprise of the teams, Ripper and Jasmine were captured and stashed into safes."
"After wasting a lot of time, the Gaffers asked their captive tough guy for help. Meanwhile, the Grips lucked out when they decided to have Jasmine escape through the air vents."
“Bulletproof girl Anne Maria got the surprise of her life when she was faced with none other than... Topher, who, thanks to yours truly, is back in the running. The Gaffers lost, and thanks to some confusing votes, Izzy took the lame-o-sine again.”
The recap footage ended, and portraits of the remaining contestants were shown on the screen – Anne Maria, Justin, Millie, and Topher on the top; Chase, MK, Ripper, and Jasmine on the bottom. "With only eight contestants left," Chris said before popping up in the foreground, "maybe one of them will stand a chance, on another awe-inspiring episode," the backdrop faded and the camera cut to the host in front of the cast trailer, "of Total! Drama! Action!"
(Theme Song)
A small flock of seagulls flew across the morning sun as the episode started, and the camera panned down to the cast trailers. It zoomed in on the guys' residence as Ripper exclaimed "I can’t believe that Izzy would vote for me." The shot cut inside to show Ripper complaining as Topher combed his hair, Justin sprayed himself with hairspray in front of the mirror, and Chase sat on his bunk. "If she liked me, why would she not vote for MK?! It makes no sense!"
“I know we saw what we saw, but I don’t think that Izzy voted for you because she hated you,” Chase told him. “If she did, she would’ve let you know point blank.”
"Coming from the guy who voted for her," Ripper snorted and turned around. "You’re lucky that I’m going through a struggle, or I would direct all of my anger towards you."
"I’d deserve it, but I didn’t want to vote Izzy out at all," Chase said. "The voting devices probably had a glitch in them and we got unlucky!"
"Now this is interesting," Topher said with a smirk. "A voting that went wrong and got out the person that you didn’t want to leave."
"Stay out of it, blonde boy," Ripper snarled. "You weren’t even in the game for the first half of the season."
“And so? I just like to be entertained,” Topher rolled his eyes and turned to Justin. “How can you spend so much time on your coif?”
“My agent Jesús says it's my best feature,” Justin said while spraying his hair still. “Along with my neck, nose, chin, cheekbones, earlobes, eyebrows…”
“Know who's got stunning hair? Anne Maria,” Topher pointed out in admiration. “Her pouf is one of a kind.”
“Or maybe it's my eyes,” Justin spoke to himself while ignoring the dirty blond.
“Her hair is great, but nothing can top my couf,” Topher continued. “I’ve never told Anne Maria that though.”
Confessional: Topher
"I didn’t just come back for Anne Maria if that’s what you guys are thinking," Topher told the viewers. "I was kicked off first last season, and I don’t want to be known for just that. I want to wow everybody here with my charisma, charms, and good looks, and winning or making the final two like Eva and Geoff could help me get my own show."
Confessional Ends
The scene moved over to the girls' trailer as Jasmine put her trademark hat on in the mirror, then smiled at her own reflection. “Looking good as always.” She then turned to Millie, who was cheerily writing on her notebook. “What’s gotten you so chipper?”
"I am almost done with writing my book," Millie answered. "With our two-time winning streak, it’s given me less time to worry about the elimination and more time to add the finishing touches to my future publishing book."
“I can’t wait to read it when it gets published,” Jasmine said with a smile. “I can tell it’s gonna be a big hit.”
“I got my writing skills from my grandfather,” Millie confessed. “I owe everything to him for inspiring me.”
Their conversation came to a pause when Anne Maria barged through the trailer door in her towel. "Make way for the most smoking hot thing since smoky ribs and wings back at my place," she bragged as she walked across the room to the sink and vanity mirror on the other side.
The viewpoint shifted over her shoulder as she began to admire herself in the mirror. She briefly bent over to take a pair of identical blouses out of a drawer, and as she held them up against each other, Jasmine appeared through the mirror with an amused smirk on her face.
"I know you care a lot about your own appearance, but this is feeling different," Jasmine noted.
"My guy came back to the game," Anne Maria answered. "I don’t see anything wrong with getting dressed up for him and not looking all sloppy like some people here."
"I am not the most attractive woman in the world, but I’m also not an eyesore!" Jasmine exclaimed. She then noticed MK shifting around under her blanket, and went over to check out her discovery.
“MK, it’s time to wake up,” the Australian girl said before pulling the blanket off, revealing a fully-clothed MK with her hand inside her right pocket of her jacket.
“Hey, what was that for?!” MK demanded after turning around to sit on her bunk bed.
“I thought you were still sleeping,” Jasmine said. “Why are you already dressed up?”
"None of your business," MK scoffed as she got off her bed. "And don’t you usually sleep in your tree?"
“I came inside to fix my hat,” Jasmine answered, her eyes growing suspicious.
“Well don’t sneak up on me like that,” MK said and walked out of the trailer, Jasmine continuing to stare suspiciously at her.
The scene switched to the guys’ trailer once again. "So in case you were wondering," Topher told his roommates, "I didn’t throw a tantrum just to be here. That’s so elementary school."
"Like I care about how you got here," Ripper cut off his roommate. "You’re just another wimp I can take down."
"We’ll just have to see about that," Topher said confidently. “It’s clear who’s the better looking player here.”
"If you’re talking about me, then thank you for your compliment," Justin added.
"Um, I was talking about-" Topher attempted to say but got cut off by a loud and deep sound that shook the trailer.
"What the gnar was that?!" Chase exclaimed.
The scene flashed over to a laughing Chris, dressed in a leopard-print full-body loincloth and holding the mouthpiece of a massive curved horn that appeared to be made of shell or bone. He caressed the horn at the end of his laugh, and sighed happily.
The footage skipped ahead as the castmates assembled, lining up according to gender – Millie, Anne Maria, MK, Jasmine, Topher, Chase, Justin, and Ripper.
“What are you wearin’?" Anne Maria asked in disgust.
“I can't believe he's wearing a loincloth," Millie said with disbelief.
"Like it?" Chris asked.
Chase snorted. "It looks ridiculous, dude."
"If you think that's ridiculous," Chris said with an indignant frown, "then wait 'til you hear today's challenges!"
“Hold on!” MK interrupted. “The Grips have five members while we have three. It's obvious that they're going to curb stomp us in the next challenge!”
“Yeah, no fair!” Ripper protested as well.
“I was just getting to that, Gaffers,” Chris said abruptly. “Since the teams are feeling a bit lopsided in the Grips’ favor, I'll be conducting a team swap in this episode. One of the Grips will have to switch over to the Gaffers.”
This made the Grips gasp. “Are you serious right now?” Jasmine stammered.
“I'm not playing around,” Chris confirmed. “I'm giving you guys thirty seconds to decide who's leaving or I'm picking one of you at random. So who's it gonna be?”
“Okay, team. Huddle up!” Jasmine ordered, and her teammates did as she said and formed a circle.
“I don't feel like swapping to the Gaffers,” Topher said. “I should be excluded from this since I just got here.”
“And there's no way I'm getting separated from Topher here,” Anne Maria enforced.
“None of you will have to worry about that at all since I'll be the one who's switching,” Jasmine opened.
“But why?!” Millie asked in disappointment. “You're practically our team leader.”
“I want to keep an eye on the Gaffers and make sure that they're not up to any foul play,” Jasmine answered. “I know this'll be hard, but I'm positive you all can handle yourselves without me.”
“We're running out of time, so you can be the one to swap teams,” Topher said.
“We can still talk to each other when there isn't a challenge,” Millie added. “It's not like we're gonna be enemies.”
“Thanks for understanding,” Jasmine smiled and they broke the circle.
“And who is going to leave the Killer Grips for good and be a permanent member of the Screaming Gaffers?” Chris asked with an intrigued smile.
“I hope it's Millie,” Chase whispered to MK and Ripper. “It'll be so cool to be teammates with her again.”
“I take the liberty of doing so!” Jasmine raised her hand. “I've already discussed it with my team, and they're just as on board.”
“This is kinda awkward. I was gonna pick you had you guys not come to a decision, but it is what it is,” Chris said. “Gaffers, Jasmine is now on your team until you decide to vote her off or whatever.”
“It's not Millie, but I'll take what I can get with a girl who's at least six foot and above,” Chase smiled.
Confessional: Ripper
“This team is definitely going to win now that Jasmine is with us,” Ripper said in the make-up trailer. “She's basically a giant that can clobber anyone, and amazon girls like her are my type,” he smiled before smacking himself. “No, Ripper. You don't care about Izzy anymore!”
Confessional: MK
“Of all the Grip players, Jasmine being on our team is an upgrade,” MK bragged. “Her old team is nowhere near as powerful and physically adept as she is, and if Jasmine was able to help them win, imagine how she can assist us?”
Confessional: Jasmine
“Just because I want to keep things fair, doesn't mean that I want to take control of my new teammates,” Jasmine confessed next. “Chase is nice enough as it is. It's Ripper and MK that are hard to trust.”
Confessionals End
"I'm lovin' this show of hostility enough as it is," Chris said with a pleased smile, "but I think today's challenges will help bring out your more...," he thought for a brief second before smirking, "primal instincts. Today's genre," he announced, "the Period Movie!"
"Amazing," Anne Maria gushed. "I love period movies! Those oldern people know how to work petticoats and dresses!"
"I am not gonna wear a dress, Chris," MK told the host indignantly.
"I don't think that'll be a problem," Topher said. "We're clearly gonna be doing a caveman cavewoman movie."
"Exactamundo, Topher!," Chris said as a few primitive-sounding drumbeats and grunts played in the background. "Don't know why the rest of you didn't guess that, considering my loincloth," he added in an annoyed tone.
"Paleo-what now?" Ripper asked in confusion.
"It's the Stone Age," Jasmine corrected. “We're going to be cave girls and cave boys.”
"No talking!" Chris told them sharply. "Cave people grunt and look confused, which means for once, you're all perfectly cast!"
"Some of us more than others," MK snickered under her breath with a look at Ripper.
“Watch out!” Ripper warned her.
"Okay," Chris continued, "cave people in prehistoric flicks do two things: make fire, and use tools made of bones. Technically," he added, "you should also know how to bring down a mammoth with a stick, but since we didn't have enough room in the budget, no mammoth, no challenge."
He walked over to a clothing rack bearing several loincloths of various sizes and colors, where Chef, who was in his own loincloth, was standing. "Here are your costumes," the host told the castmates. "Get into character, people!"
"You have got to be joking," Millie hoped.
"I never joke," Chris told her, quickly losing his serious tone to a bout of laughter. "Actually I do, but never about something this funny."
"Don't worry. You'll be the hottest cave girl here!" Chase told his girlfriend.
"I don't want to wear animal skins, but your compliment is already lifting my spirits up," Millie smiled back and pecked his cheek with a kiss.
Confessional: Topher
“A prehistoric challenge will be a great way to show off my body,” Topher gloated arrogantly. “That's why I'll be picking a fur speedo. Who wouldn't want to see my six-pack?”
Confessional Ends
The scene flashed over to an obvious prehistoric-inspired set consisting of multiple strange-looking trees set up against a backdrop of rock spires. The camera zoomed in on a central hillock, then cut to a close-up of Chris as he walked through the area. "Hello, cast," he greeted with a grin. "Nice to see you all decked out for the competition!"
The castmates were shown lined up in a row according to their teams and wearing the loincloths that had been provided: Justin and Topher in furry speedos that showed off their muscular chests; Chase, Millie, MK, and Ripper in full-body loincloths similar to the ones worn by Chris and Chef; and Anne Maria and Jasmine in what amounted to furry bikinis.
"And might I say," the host told them all, "you all look pre-hysterical!"
"I really look good in leopard skin," Jasmine marveled as she looked down at her outfit.
"Agh!" Topher winced, rubbing his backside where something small and white seemed to be sticking out. "Did you remember to have these declawed?"
The footage cut to Chris in his control tent. "Please note," he calmly told the camera, "no animals were harmed in the making of this television program. Okay," he scowled and looked off-camera, "we good?"
The scene was now back at the challenge. "Let me get that for you!" Anne Maria volunteered, quickly picking at the troublesome piece. “All better?”
“I am now,” Topher shot a suave smile at his girlfriend.
"Chef!" Chris exclaimed dramatically. "The tools for the first stone age challenge, please!"
"Here's your rocks," Chef obliged, joylessly handing out a single rock to each castmate from the pile he was carrying. MK accepted hers with a blank face and immediately started to look closely at it, and Ripper did the same but with more enthusiasm. Chase was last to be shown, and immediately raised an eyebrow at the stone in his hand.
"Rocks?" the daredevil repeated in disbelief. "I think we should tone down the 'Stone Age' thing a little."
“Says you,” Ripper said in a miffed voice. “Rocks are good for a lot of things. Breaking windows, giving them as presents to your annoying cousins, making art on them…the possibilities are endless! And I know because I did all of them!”
“A rock being friends with other rocks? What a surprising discovery,” MK snarked.
As a reward for her smart mouth, MK had a rock dropped on her foot courtesy of Ripper, and she held her foot in pain as she squealed.
"I told you to watch out," Ripper told the pained girl smugly. "Friends always come through!"
(Commercial Break)
A long-distance shot of the film lot was shown as the episode resumed, before cutting back to Chris as he explained the first challenge. "First team to collect the hidden firewood," he told them, "and use the flint-stones to make fire, earns something to help 'em with the second challenge! Ready?" he furrowed his brow deviously as the camera zoomed in for a close-up. "Aaand, action!"
The Grips looked startled for a moment, but quickly scattered.
The scene skipped ahead, showing Jasmine looking at a bush and picking up a stack of wood from behind it while Ripper ran past. MK walked into the foreground, looking around inquisitively, but before she could take another step, she was grabbed by Chef Hatchet.
"Hey, let me go!" she demanded as Chef dragged her over to him. "My modesty needs to be protected!"
"Hand it over," Chef told her sternly, indifferent to her protests.
MK's eyes briefly went wide. "Hand over what?"
"You know what I'm talking about," Chef grumbled. "The camera guy caught you smuggling something in!"
MK pursed her lips, but looked slightly relieved. "It was just a screwdriver," she told her captor, taking the tool out and handing it over.
Just then, Ripper ran by screaming. "Somebody help! I don't want to be that thing's lunch!" The camera cut to him as he ran out from behind a particularly large tree carrying a load of firewood and getting chased by one of the large, predatory Woolly Beavers similar to the ones that had inhabited Boney Island the previous season. As he kept running and screaming, Chris walked over to Chef and MK, laughing happily.
"Looks like Ripper found the wooden beaver dam from the set of 'Rodents, Who Kill!" Chris told the camera.
Ripper and the beaver ran past behind them, prompting Chef to chuckle and add "And 'Rodents Who Kill: Part Two'!"
"Does anybody have a mammoth-sized rib?!" Ripper screamed as he ran past in front of the three, dropping a piece of wood as he was chased by two beavers.
"Um," MK said blankly as she watched her teammate run around. "Are those beavers real, or animatronic?" She looked over at the host who seemed to be thinking it over, then looked away. "Forget I asked," she said dryly.
Confessional: Ripper
Ripper gave his confessional covered with scratches and scrapes, hair messed up and bandages being wrapped around his forehead and right arm by someone mostly off-screen.
"I can't stand MK and she hates me," he told the camera. "That's how it's always been and is always gonna be," he said before thinking. "But I have been taught to always keep my enemies closer, so it's important that me and MK are on the same team, even if we're mortal rivals."
Confessional Ends
"Don't just stand there," Ripper shouted at MK, who was now watching alone. "Give me a hand!"
MK rolled her eyes, then picked up the piece of wood Ripper had dropped earlier. She threw it at the lead beaver, landing it in its mouth and causing it to skid to a sudden and startled halt. The second beaver, however, did not stop as well, and soon collided with its companion. As the two rodents began to snarl and squabble with each other, a relieved Ripper rejoined her teammate.
"About that!" he admonished the sarcastic woman. "Couldn't you have done that before?"
"I could have," MK said simply, grabbing the wood out of Ripper's arms and walking off. "Now go find more wood," she commanded, leaving Ripper to scowl in annoyance.
A growling alerted the bully to that the killer beavers had ceased fighting, and Ripper began to run and scream away from them again.
The camera cut to the Grips gathered around a fire pit.
"So does banging rocks together actually make fire?" Justin asked as he tested it out with two of the stones his team had been given while Anne Maria arranged the firewood that had been brought. "I always thought that was something just for the movies."
“We just need the right amount of power in the strikes and a fire will come,” Topher explained.
"Let me do it," Millie said as she grabbed the stones. "I was a girl scout in elementary school."
Confessional: Millie
"I was a girl scout," Millie told the camera, "but one of the more skilled girls, Riley Ingrid, wouldn't stop teasing me for my lack of social skills and it got to a point where I quit just so I wouldn't get my self-esteem damaged." The author gave off a sigh. “I wonder how far I could've gotten.”
Confessional Ends
“Don't worry, team,” Millie told them. “I'll have this done faster than a chipmunk nibbling a nut.”
"I can see why people invented lighters," Anne Maria said as she watched her banged the rocks together.
The camera moved over to Jasmine and Chase watching the Grips. "So how has it been over on the Grips?" Chase asked his teammate. "Has Millie talked about me?"
“One, Millie still cares about you, and two, we shouldn't be focusing on that right now,” Jasmine said sternly.
“Sorry. I was just asking,” Chase said.
Confessional: Jasmine
"This is going to sound pretty petty coming from me, but Chase and Millie dating is kind of reminding me of Brick," Jasmine admitted. "I'm still trying to push him out after the cheating he did, and Millie hasn't talked about Chase the whole time he was gone. I'm hoping that Chase will be as challenge focused as Millie."
Confessional: Topher
"Anne Maria is rocking that fur bikini as much as I'm glowing in my fur speedo," Topher confessed. "If we were actually in prehistoric times, we'd be the perfect couple!"
Confessionals End
"Things are finally heating up!" Chris announced happily before the focus moved back to the Grips.
"You can do it!" Anne Maria cheered as Millie struck her rocks together fiercely, producing a few tiny sparks. The camera panned over to the Gaffers, showing that Ripper and MK had rejoined their comrades while Ripper struck his rocks.
"I love it when sparks fly!" Chris told the camera.
The focus alternated between Millie and Ripper as they banged their stones and glared at each other, the music growing tenser and the close-ups getting closer with each pass. The two were eventually shown in a split-screen together, and as they each prepared another strike, the sound of a fire being lit startled them both.
Ripper's half of the screen slid away and the camera pulled back, revealing a roaring fire by the Grips.
"You did it!" Topher cheered.
"Great work, Millie!" Anne Maria added happily.
"I thought for sure you'd be the first to burst into flames, Richard!" Chris snarked. "Grips win the first challenge!"
"You gave me fake flints!" Ripper protested. "Nobody could start a fire with these stupid props!"
Chase grabbed the rocks, then struck them together one last time, which finally lit the firewood. "Looks like I got lucky," he said smugly.
Ripper growled in frustration.
The film lot was shown from a distance again as the same loud and deep horn blared. The shot cut to Chris standing with the massive instrument, grinning proudly. "Yup!" he told the camera. "Still lovin' this crazy thing!"
A flash took the scene to the contestants lined up with their back to a bubbling tar pit. "Time for our second caveman movie challenge!" the host announced as he walked into view. "But first, Chef will pass out your rewards from this morning. Chef?" he called out. "Weapons, please!"
The camera cut to Chef as he pulled a brown sheet off what turned out to be a pile of bones, all either femurs or humeri.
"Hold up," Chase said, mildly disturbed. "You're saying that our reward is bones?"
"Hey, for cave people, bones were cutting-edge technology," Chris told him as Chef handed out a tiny arm bone to each of the Screaming Gaffers, and larger leg bones to the Killer Grips.
"I hate to interrupt the most important man of the show," Ripper spoke up insincerely, "but how come they get the big bones, and we get these tiny things?"
"Because they won the first challenge?" Chris replied with disbelief. "I thought that was pretty obvious."
"Well, it's obvious that I should get a big bone," Ripper stammered in embarrassment. "I've seen bigger bones in chicken wings than what I'm holding."
"Just deal with it," Topher said. “It's not our fault that we did better.” A tiny bone hit him in the nose, causing him to moan.
Chris cleared his throat, hands on his hips and visibly annoyed. "The props department for caveman movies are bare-bones," he informed them, holding up a small arm bone. "Which means these are all actors have to fight their on-screen enemies with."
"Enemies?" Millie asked in alarm. "What enemies are we talking about?"
"Each other of course!" Chris announced excitedly. "Grip Tribe versus Gaffer Tribe!"
"That's my kinda challenge," Anne Maria said with a confident smirk as she hefted the giant femur she'd been given.
“No doubt about it," Topher told her. "I've seen you go up against an alligator before."
"Lovin' the enthusiasm, guys," Chris told them, "only you'll be fighting over there!" He pointed to the bubbling tar pit behind them, and the camera panned over to a pair of rough stone pillars standing in the middle of the tar pit.
"Each player that knocks his or her opponent off the column into that fake bubbling tar pit," he explained as the camera cut to a close-up of the pit, "scores a point for their team." The shot cut back to the grinning host as he dramatically proclaimed, "To the tar pits!"
Millie and Chase were the first pair up, the girl on the left and the boy on the right.
"I'd go easy on you normally," Chase told his girlfriend, "but me and my team need to win a challenge."
“No hard feelings,” Millie shook it off. “You guys are overdue.”
"When do we start anyway?" Chase called down to the host.
"Oh don't worry," Chris answered with a dark smile, "you'll know!" He laughed a few times, then took a deep breath and blew hard into his massive curved horn.
The booming noise startled the two contestants, causing each to nearly lose their balance. It was Chase who recovered first, however, leaning forward and accidentally throwing his small bone at Millie. Already unsteady, that was all it took for her to fall backwards off the column and plunge screaming into the tar below.
"Aww, gross!" she groaned when she resurfaced covered in fake tar.
“My bad, Millie!” A quick-pan back up to Chase showed him looking down apologetically, and a cut showed the other Gaffers celebrating.
"That's one point for the Gaffers!" Chris said from off-screen, and the shot cut to Millie as she pulled herself out of the pit.
"Thanks for helping me," Millie told her teammates. “Sorry for losing that round.”
"It's just the first one," Anne Maria said back. "We'll definitely bounce back."
"Next up," Chris said as he walked over to the team, "Justin and Ripper!"
"Booyah!" Ripper cheered, pumping his fist. "It's my time to shine!"
His revery was broken by a sudden and terrifying roar from above, the shot cutting to above the columns as a few prehistoric geese similar to the ones that had lived on Boney Island flew into view.
"Uh-oh," Chris said. "Looks like Millie's blood-curdling screams have attracted a swarm of prehistoric pterodactyls! This," he said as the camera switched back to his close-up, "should make things interesting!"
"Cool special effects, man. High five," Justin said, looking up in amazement and holding his hand out for Chris.
"Oh," Chris said while quickly backing away from the model, "totally special effects."
The monstrous geese were still circling when the footage flashed ahead, panning slightly to the left to show Ripper staring the camera down. "You're out of your league, eye candy," he said, "even if your bone is bigger!"
Justin cringed in terror as the geese around them roared, but gripped his bone tightly with both hands and focused on his opponent. "Bring it!" he told his competition.
As though on cue, one of the geese rammed Ripper in the back, causing him to fall towards Justin. The burly teen tried to hang on by grabbing his foe by the loincloth while the goose flew off, but he dragged both of them off the pillar, unintentionally stripping Justin of his loincloth in the process.
Confessional: Justin
"I'm gonna win the million," Justin told the confessional camera, utterly coated with tar, "but that shot of me standing atop the stone column is worth even more. It's gonna be an iconic image for the series.” The handsome boy took a moment to admire himself. “Hey, my skin does look even better with the tar."
Confessional Ends
The two boys were shown splashing into the tar and quickly surfacing, most of the other contestants looking disappointed by the result.
"Uhh, whose is this?" Ripper asked, holding up some tar-covered wad and looking at it in confusion.
Justin looked down at his body, then looked over at his foe with widened eyes. He quickly snatched the wad away from Ripper and sunk under the pit in order to put it back on. After doing so, he resurfaced and climbed out of the pit.
"And with that tie," Chris said, ducking into the shot with a grin on his face, "the score is still 1-0 to the Gaffers. Next up, Topher and Jasmine!"
Topher was hunched over on the top of his column, twirling his large thigh bone and smirking confidently. "I know I got you as my opponent, but I have the power of a huge bone on my side while you have a small bone," he told the Aussie standing opposite him.
"Don't count your chickens before they hatch, mate," Jasmine replied with an equally confident smile. "You have no idea what I'm capable of!"
The horn was sounded, signaling the start of the fight. Topher immediately took a swipe at Jasmine, but the tall girl ducked and used her weapon to deflect the blow over her head. Before Topher could make another move, a grunting noise got the attention of both competitors.
A pair of woolly beavers had arrived at the edge of the tar pit. The shot cut back to the duelists, both shooting curious looks down at the rodents.
"Eh, no worries," Topher said after a second. "They're not even real!" The fanboy took another swipe at Jasmine, who just barely leaned out of the way in time. Jasmine made no attempt to counter, and simply looked from her opponent to the lurking beavers.
Confessional: Jasmine
"I'm positive that the beavers were real," Jasmine told the confessional camera. "And even if they were animatronic, they're just there to interfere with the challenge."
Confessional Ends
“Would you do me a favor and stand still?" Topher griped as he missed another swing at his opponent, who still kept looking between the fanboy and the beavers.
"Topher!" Anne Maria called out. "Watch out! Those beavers are comin’ your way!"
"What?" Topher replied with considerable disbelief, finally looking down again as the two beavers jumped into the tar and began to swim across towards the columns. "I have to make this quick then," he commented before quickly blocking a thrust from Jasmine.
"Don't let some overgrown rats ruin this for us, Jasmine!" MK hollered before the camera cut back to the beavers. One began to climb the column on the left – the one assigned to the Grips – while the other took a large bite out of it.
"Whoa. Who knew prehistoric beavers could eat plaster?" Jasmine commented idly as Topher's column began to sway and the dirty blond struggled to keep his balance. "Not that I'm complaining about the assistance," she added with a smirk before thrusting her bone in her hands towards her opponent.
"I was about to say the same thing!" Topher said with a smile as he deliberately let his column sway away from Jasmine's weapon so that it missed him, then used his bone to swat Jasmine off her pillar and she screamed until she fell into the tar with a splash.
The climbing beaver reached the top of Topher's column moments later, and its weight sent the whole thing toppling. Tossing away his bone, he quickly jumped onto the vacant pillar, clinging to it and to safety. The other column fell, and both beavers dived into the tar moments after.
Confessional: Topher
“Beavers, you are now my favorite animals,” Topher told the camera. “Just don't tell my cat, Topher Jr., about this. He gets crazy jealous easily.”
Confessional Ends
Chris laughed. "That was awesome! Would've preferred to see some beaver carnage, but you can't have everything. Anyways, that leaves the teams tied at one-all and us with a match between Anne Maria and MK! On the same column! You just can't write this stuff!"
The camera pulled back to show the two girls standing on either side of the host. Anne Maria smirked and said "Why bother havin’ the final round? We all know who's gonna win."
“I'll show you why wits are better than strength!” MK shot back as cockily.
The scene flashed to a close-up of the lone remaining column, the camera panning up to show the two girls crammed together on the top. Anne Maria was holding her bone behind her back, and she appeared much more stable than MK. The smaller girl was already wobbling now and again, but her smaller bone was raised and ready to strike.
"I hope you're ready for a tar bath, techno girl," Anne Maria taunted.
"Not gonna happen," MK replied with a light laugh.
The horn sounded, and MK took a first strike that was not only easily dodged, but nearly caused her to lose what little footing she had. "Whoa-oa-oah!" she screamed, flailing her arms around and eventually regaining her balance – but in the process accidentally knocking her bone against Anne Maria's. The weapon was jarred from the techno's hand and plunged to the tar below.
"Uh oh!" MK cried when one of the prehistoric beavers rose up from the tar with a lump on its head.
Confessional: MK
"Fantastic!" MK griped in the make-up trailer. "The one time I don't intentionally try to tick off anybody, and a beaver is about to kill me because my bone hit its head."
Confessional Ends
With a bellowing roar that nearly shook both girls off the column, the beaver reared back and took a massive bite out of the plaster pillar. The camera quick-panned back to the top as it started to shake and fall, and MK stumbled off it with a squealing scream.
The shot cut back to ground level as the beaver dived down again and the pillar fell, MK splashing into the tar.
Chris laughed, and the footage paused. "I gotta check that out again," he said, and the footage rewound to just before MK fell. It replayed in slow-motion, and the host paused and zoomed in on MK's horrified expression as she fell. "Hahahaha! That was great!"
"Well," the host said as the footage resumed normally and MK crawled her way out of the tar pit in the background, "I'd say the Gaffers had a better chance at the one million B.C.! B.C.," he repeated, "before carnivores! As for the Grips, they win today's reward!" The camera panned over to show Chef Hatchet driving up in a golf cart with a truly gargantuan side of ribs strapped to the roof. "A mammoth-size prehistoric barbecue!"
The cart drove past Topher, Millie, and Justin, the latter two still covered in tar, and came to a stop right next to the tar pit as the winning team cheered. "Ehh, it's a living," Chef told the camera nonchalantly.
"Don't worry," Chris added. "The Grips may have won today's reward, but," he took a large egg out from behind his back, "we're not gonna let the Gaffers go hungry."
He tossed the egg to a tar-covered Jasmine, who looked at it keenly. "A giant egg? I've seen a lot of them back home."
"Should be enough for four," Chris told the losing team. "You'd better get to work on your fire, though!" The camera cut over to the Gaffers' fire pit from earlier that day, which was still pitifully unlit. The host added "Maybe the Grips will throw you a bone when they're done?"
"Ha ha ha. Barbecue time," Justin said excitedly as he and his teammates approached the cart.
Chef got out of his seat, but in doing so caused the cart to begin rolling towards the tar pit. The Grips were shown gasping in shock, and the camera focused in on the cart as it rapidly approached the tar pit, began to tilt, and finally stopped. The shot pulled back to show Anne Maria holding on to the front of the cart, Topher holding her around the waist, Millie holding onto his waist, and Justin at the end holding onto Millie's arm.
"Pull everyone!" Anne Maria commanded. "I'm not letting our rib get tarred because of some two-bit chef who parks worse than my elementary school bus driver!"
As the four began to pull, the camera panned over to Chef, who rolled his eyes and walked away with a grumble.
"Dang," Chris said, walking over with an impish smile on his face. "And here I was hoping to see the four of you use those bones to hunt like real cave people!"
"Shut up, McLean!" Anne Maria yelled at him as the Grips managed to drag the cart back onto level ground.
The camera panned over to the Gaffers, Jasmine still holding the giant egg in her hands and Chase the only one not covered in tar.
"Bet you're not happy about leaving that team," MK told Jasmine.
"I really missed out on a delicious meal," Jasmine lamented.
"On the bright side," Chase added proudly, "I didn't get tarred today."
"Good for you," Jasmine said uninterestingly. "I'll get started on that egg."
She was about to move when a terrifying cry rang through the air.
"Uhh, Jasmine?" Chris cautiously told the Australian girl. "I think the pterodactyl wants its egg back." The monster goose was shown hovering in the sky above, and it quickly dive-bombed the contestants below.
Jasmine screamed and her teammates scattered, and the goose was soon on top of her, buffeting her with its wings.
"Get off, you goose!" the Aussie shouted and was now fighting back. "I am not your appetizer!"
The shot cut back to Chris and Chef, who were cringing at the fight happening just off-screen. They looked at each other, and shrugged helplessly. "Ehh, they'll be fine," the host said right before another goose-cry was heard. "Probably. And hey, at least we'll be eating nice tonight!" Chef nodded happily.
They looked over at the Grips, who were now digging in to their reward dinner. “Glad I'm not a Gaffer,” Topher chuckled and pulled a large rib off the rack.
Chef and Chris walked off. They passed the Gaffers as they went, Jasmine pinning the goose to the ground while Chase and MK watched in excitement and Ripper, now grinning, finally lit the team's fire.
Confessional: Topher
Topher took a bite out of a rib he was holding. "Gotta give props to Chef for actually managing to cook something as tasty as this," he said while leaning back in the confessional chair. "I wish I did get knocked into that tar pit. Justin told me that it's great for the skin!"
Confessional: Ripper
"I hate prehistoric birds now," Ripper told the make-up trailer camera with a glare. "They're the reason why I'm not feasting on ribs. I wish that cart fell into the tar pit if I wasn't gonna get my share!"
Confessional: Chris
Chris was picking his teeth with one hand and holding a coconut drink in the other. "I know everyone was hoping for the Gaffers to win this challenge," he said, "which is good, because it proves that the underdogs can win." He paused to take a sip from the straw in his coconut. "Sadly, it just wasn't in their favor, even with Jasmine on their team." He shrugged, then picked his teeth again.
"See you next time, kiddies!" he told the camera. "Same Chris time," he tossed his toothpick away, "same Chris channel!" He tossed the coconut away next, and a tinkling crash from off-camera soon indicated it had broken something. "Uhh, wasn't me!" Chris called nervously before dashing off in the opposite direction.
Confessionals End
(Roll the Credits)
(Bonus Clip)
“Excluding us losing the challenge and me getting attacked by a bird, which I managed to overpower, my first day on the Screaming Gaffers wasn't bad at all,” Jasmine confessed to the audience. “And nobody on my team even made an attempt to cheat. Not even MK or Ripper. I do wish for us to win the next challenge. With me being the newbie, I could be the next target for voting!”
Eva - 15th
Geoff - 15th
Izzy - RETURNED
Trent - 13th
Sky - 12th
Brick - 11th
Scott - 10th
Izzy - 9th
Killer Grips: Anne Maria, Justin, Millie, Topher
Screaming Gaffers: Chase, Jasmine, MK, Ripper
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2024.06.05 02:47 AmazingTazing Ideas for refreshing the Diablo 2 Ladder

Of course we all know how important the last updates were to the ladder season, but heres a few of my low effort ideas to make diablo 2 interesting again. (Because theres no motivation to play this ladder season)
Items on ladder could drop with 0.08 stats for a season. Wouldnt it be cool to have a limited time to hunt out some tri res 30frw / 20fhr boots?
Per ladder season, why not ask players to create 3 new ladder exclusive runewords to incentivise playing on the new ladder, maybe even have an official poll. More than this amount is too many, and less than this leads to build and meta stagnation. Maybe the ladder season winners can have a role in this process, like if you reach 99 you can nominate a runeword for potential selection.
Due to mass automated action farming, diablo 2 bots are providing some players with significant loot advantages. Because this is seemingly unpreventable, why not increase hellforge max rune drop to ber (or at least Lo) from gul in act 4 hell to provide better access to high runes for new players.
Add additional character slots for each ladder. If i want to play this season I need to delete an alt.
Analyze player volume and average levelling rate data. You have this from several prior ladder seasons. Use it to understand which character classes could use new rune word support or slight buffs to damage scaling ratios. Ideally a rotation of on meta characters is ideal.
Bring back ethereal cube bugged armor. That was a fun way to gamble roll eth armor for a chance at significant potential yields. Removing this not only lowered the capacity for merc survival but also removed a randomized method for players to gain value.
Of course, theres probably reasons for keeping stuff as it is. The current meta allows for a significant amount of build diversity, but I remember time when the Ladder Exclusive Runewords created a reason for players to play each season. I also think 20 fhr boots is necessary for some builds (like pnb necro) to excel.
What do you think?
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2024.06.05 02:46 TheGamingLibrarian Stained Dutch Oven After Multiple Loaves

I've had a Lodge dutch oven for a long time but only started using it when I learned to make sourdough. Now it is stained brown all over the bottom even though I always use either parchment paper or a sling. I can't figure out how to remove the stains either because they seem to get worse each time I bake. I've tried baking soda, Barkeepers Friend, soft Comet, soaking in water with Dawn.
I was looking up information online and came upon this:
"Avoid Heating an Empty Pan As with non stick cookware, don't heat up Enameled Cast Iron Cookware without anything in it—this can damage the glaze and cause scorching or burning. Always add water or fat to your pan before heating on the stove or in the oven."
Is this a thing? I can't believe that everyone baking sourdough is routinely ruining their cast iron dutch ovens every time they preheat the pots or bake. What can I do?
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2024.06.05 02:45 Texanconspiracist Needing to rant and y’all are the people!

Hi! I’m undergrad Bio student taking Organic Chemistry over the summer at a different institution than my primary. I think y’all will get a kick out of this because i did, of course after raging in my car on the way home lol, not looking for advice, just a story time so i figured i would share. Thankfully the rest of the labs are solo- anyways heres the story, it’s the first day of lab and we need to be in a random group of 4. 2 people work with pure acetone and PE and the other 2 with hexane and ethyl acetate. Me and the one guy I’m working with get assigned the pure acetone and PE mixtures to make. I go to the chem hood to get my chems and bring my secondary (labeled) container to take back to my personal hood. The guy sees me doing this and i see him holding his GC while 20 peers are behind us waiting to use the chemicals… shakes head—he tells me a GC is better for accuracy and i explain what i am doing the secondary container for so i can be cordial for the people waiting. He mansplains again how a GC is better and doesn’t let me finish my explanation so i get my ish and I go back to my hood and set up my mixture after placing all of my chemicals into a beaker after measuring w a GC (the accuracy was honestly phenomenal if i do say so myself) and i wait about 15 minutes for the rest of my group to get theirs done—because they are all doing the slower way in my opinion, even using glass pipettes at the hood (please tell me if I’m doing it the correct or wrong way because nobody else did it my way and i feel like i had an instructor tell us to do it like this last semester), meanwhile i have set aside my mixture and am helping out others with the second part of the experiment since I’m just standing there. And my partners eventually get theirs ready—the guy that also used the acetone brings my mixture to me and asks “did you put everything in here?” I say yes, and he is pointing to my beaker and it’s below the 5 mL. I then explain it is most likely due to the acetone evaporating and I will remake it now that everyone is ready. He interrupts me again asking “why isn’t your mixture ready??!” He then blurts out “no it’s fine, I’ll do it” i shrug it off, fine by me! I’ll let him clean it out! Whew. He is out of sight out of mind for 10 minutes and comes around the corner with the instructor while holding my beaker telling him (the instructor) “i don’t know what my partner put in here, i don’t know if it’s even acetone or PE, yahta yahta” this gets me FUMING especially being day one. I leave it while he cleans my beaker and i go and check his— and guess what? His evaporated as well:) so i get my little revenge, bring his beaker to him and ask “did you finish your mixture? Because it’s definitely not done” as he did to me. He tells me “oh yeah, you see the acetone evaporated that’s why it’s not the correct volume” as if i did not inform him of that when he did it to me… I said “yes, and I was correct when you undermined me, i think i deserve an apology.” HE LOOKS AT HIS BEAKER AND WALKS AWAY! Y’alllllll. In conclusion, he ended up not even reading the procedure and did the actual experiment and data collection incorrectly so the entire group had to wait on a different group to get their data for that mixture. UGH. I’m SO sorry for this rant but it’s still got me a little peeved. He did something else “peeve-ful” as well but did not want to become a TedTalk speaker lol
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2024.06.05 02:41 wildswalker [WTS] PRICE DROPS: Shelters, Hammock, Backpacks, Fastpack, Headlamps, Storage Sacks, Water Filter, Multitool, Knives, UL Snowshoes, Gaiter, Hiking Crampons, Waterproof Breathable Stretch Pants, Merino, Cycling & X-Country Ski Gear, Suspension Strength Trainer

Great discounts and excellent feedback history so buy with confidence. Combined multiple posts into one here with a bunch of price drops. Ship to lower 48 (open to shipping internationally and to AK & HI, please ask). Paypal friends & family preferred or add 3% for Paypal goods & services fee. Just let me know which items you’d like and I’ll check the least expensive UPS and USPS tracked shipping (nothing earned on shipping). Thanks for looking!
**\* SHELTERS **\*
1) Liteway Pyraomm Duo Tarp 2P Pyramid, Stealth Olive (just like MLD Duomid) + Liteway Pyraomm Mesh Half Inner, New (set up only once), $339 (Regularly $475 = Tarp $281 + Inner $194. Equivalent to MLD Duomid Tarp and Solomid XL mesh inner which sell for $470 = $290 + $180). Photos: https://imgur.com/a/Tq5mtRP - Extremely well-made pyramid shelter and generous half mesh inner - use the tarp alone, or the mesh alone on nice nights for stargazing, or both together for an ultralight double wall shelter. Fantastic bomber solo shelter, and the tarp works for two, but I’m always going on trips with my partner and we use a wider inner. Sheds wind far better than double trekking pole shelters. https://liteway.equipment/pyraomm-duo/pyraomm-duo-tarp https://liteway.equipment/pyraomm-duo-half-mesh
2) Hennessy Hammock 4 Season Expedition with XXL Snake Skins, New, $235 (regularly $309.90 = $289.95 + $19.95 for the XXL Snakeskins). Photos: https://imgur.com/a/LZN8HI8 Not only is the HH Expedition one of the best, most comfortable and durable 4 season hammocks you can get, it’s also popular for summer use in areas of high bug pressure as the double bottom is impervious to the worst mosquitoes (mosquitoes can bite through single layer hammocks). Many militaries rely on HH hammocks for good reason. Comes with attached mosquito netting, detachable Hex rain fly, support ropes, compression sack with set up instructions on back, complimentary standard 42" / 107 cm long "Tree Hugger" webbing straps to protect tree bark, and an oversized open-cell foam pad. HH asymmetrical design is very comfortable compared to more classic hammock designs.
*** PACKS **\*
3) Hanchor Marl Large Backpack, 19-21 in. Torso, New, $239 (regularly $250 + $20 international shipping. Blows away Hyperlite Mountain Gear packs) - Top backpacking guide and author Andrew Skurka has praised the Hanchor Marl for its excellent construction, strong waterproof materials and light weight and has carried one on many trips. The Hanchor Marl blows away similar volume HMG packs for carrying capability, comfort and construction (incredible stitching), and at a much better price. Aluminum stays can also be shaped to exactly fit the curve of your back. The load lifters work great to keep weight off your shoulders. Bright interior makes it easy to find gear. Convenient hip pockets with waterproof zips. Clean, simple design is a pleasure to use, with everything you need and nothing you don’t. Large size typically fits 19-21 in. torsos (removable aluminum stays are 23.5 in long). Photos: https://imgur.com/a/fxTthYj
4) Ultimate Direction Fastpackher 30L, M/L, New, $129 (regularly $179.95 + tax) - Women's version of the above. Size goes by measurement around the widest part of the chest, the range is 36 in. to 48 in. and the pack is highly adjustable so you can dial it right in. The women's backpanel is only 1/2 in. narrower than the men's, so will fit men too. Just go to this link and click on "Sizing": https://ultimatedirection.com/fastpackher-30-2-0/ Photos: https://imgur.com/a/ZfY5IB4
*** WATERPROOF BREATHABLE PANTS **\*
5) Men’s Mammut Waterproof Breathable Stretch Schoeller Pants for winter hiking, skiing, snowshoeing, climbing and mountaineering, Men’s 34-38 waist, never worn, $149 shipped (sold for $349 + tax) - Mammut makes some of the best outdoor pants in the world, with a fantastic cut that really moves with you. These Men’s Mammut Castor pants have the stretch comfort and toughness of a soft shell with the waterproof breathable membrane of a hardshell, and built-in internal gaiters and reinforced wear areas. They are great for winter hiking, snowshoeing, climbing, mountaineering and skiing. Two zipped front pockets, one zipped rear pocket, zipped mesh thigh vents, belt loops, snap zip fly, mesh lining, reinforced cuffs to protect against metal-edge skis, crampons and snowshoes, internal gaiters to stop snow from getting in your boots, zippered ankle openings with velcro closures. Absolutely bullet-proof pants. Fits Men’s waist 34-38 in. thanks to awesome stretch in the Schoeller stretch fabric. https://www.trailspace.com/geamammut/castor-pants/ Photos: https://imgur.com/a/YjKvQVK
6) Women’s Mammut Waterproof Breathable Stretch Schoeller Pants for winter hiking, skiing, snowshoeing, climbing and mountaineering, EU Women’s size 38 (US W’s Size 6-8), never worn, $149 shipped (sold for $349 + Tax) - See description above. Two zipped front pockets, one zipped rear pocket, zipped mesh thigh vents, belt loops, snap zip fly, mesh lining, reinforced cuffs to protect against metal-edge skis, crampons and snowshoes, internal gaiters to stop snow from getting in your boots, zippered ankle openings with velcro closures. Absolutely bullet-proof pants. Size is EU 38 Petite, but pants are sized for great coverage and long enough that they should fit regular inseam too. https://www.trailspace.com/geamammut/castor-pants/ Photos: https://imgur.com/a/kYE1kkD
*** MERINO **\*
7) Women’s Medium Merino Long Sleeved Crew, Black, 100% Merino, New, only $35 (Regularly $75 + tax and shipping). Photos: https://imgur.com/a/XuJLsINOdlo of Norway is a top quality Norwegian-founded Swiss-engineered European merino and outerwear maker. Looks sharp on trail, in town and at work. Only 6.3 oz (180g) with tags.
**\* HIKING CRAMPONS FOR TRACTION ON ICE & STEEP GRASS SLOPES *** Photos: https://imgur.com/a/ZbSvp4I
8) Hillsound Trail Crampon Hiking and Backpacking Crampon, Small, New, $59(Regularly $84.95). Later fall, winter and early spring are some of the best hiking times, with so much beauty and lack of crowds. Don’t let lack of traction stop you and avoid injury due to slips. Specs & Size Guide: https://hillsound.com/collections/traction/products/trail-crampon
9) Hillsound FreeStep 6 Hiking and Backpacking Crampon, Small, New, $45 (regularly $64.95) A slightly less aggressive and lighter crampon than the Trail Crampon above. Specs & Size Guide: https://hillsound.com/collections/traction/products/freesteps6-traction-device
**\* GAITERS **\*
10) Hillsound Super Armadillo Nano Gaiter, Small, New, $69 (Regularly $104.95 + shipping) - Top-notch gaiter with thermoregulation and self-cleaning embedded in the upper section. Material adjusts to your temperature - keeps you warm or cools you off as needed and no water or dirt gets absorbed by the material. Lower section which is abrasion and slash/puncture-resistant. Both sections are waterproof and breathable. Keep out snow, slush, rain, mud, scree, rocks, debris and dust and save your lower legs from brushy conditions. For mountaineering, backpacking, snowshoeing and hunting. Built to last and covered by a limited lifetime warranty. Photos: https://imgur.com/a/9gIO1QG https://hillsound.com/products/super-armadillo-nano
*** Ultralight Snowshoes (buy now and save over next winter) **\*
11) Northern Lites Elite Snowshoes 25 in., Red with Gray Decking, New, $169 (Regularly $234.95 + tax) Northern Lites are the lightest and fastest to hike in snowshoes, thanks to the ultralight materials and rounded frame. NL’s are a favorite of snowshoe racers. https://northernlites.com/products/elite?variant=29843534512210 Photos: https://imgur.com/a/a3P0B37
12) Northern Lites Tundra 33 in. snowshoe with new Speed Spin bindings, New, $189 (Regularly $274.95 + tax) The new Speed Spin bindings are super fast, adjust in seconds in one quick turn of a knob instead of pulling and securing multiple straps one at a time. https://northernlites.com/products/tundra Photos: https://imgur.com/a/yUCtsLW
**\* HEADLAMPS *** Photos: https://imgur.com/a/Mnrxp1w
13) COAST FL75R Rechargeable Headlamp Kit, New $39 (Regularly $59.99 + tax and shipping) - Up to 530 lumens brightness, 511 ft range, with adjustable focusing beam from bulls-eye spot to wide flood. Comes with both rechargeable battery up to 500 charges and 3 Duracells AAA. Note that though this is new in the plastic see-through package, I can see that one of the included duracells in the plastic package leaked (these are in a separate compartment in the plastic blister package, not in the headlamp, and do not affect the headlamp at all). https://coastportland.com/collections/headlamps/products/fl75r
14) Fenix E16 Portable, High Performance 700 lumen EDC Flashlight, New, $22 (Regularly $39.95 + tax and shipping) - 700 lumen, 5 Modes, 16340 or CR123A battery.
15) Petzl eLite Ultralight Emergency Headlight & Signal Device, Pair, Never Used, only $20 for both (retailed for double the price) - includes adjustable headband and protective cases, many light settings including white, red, steady and blinking.
**\* KNIVES & MULTITOOLS **\*
16) COAST Dual LED Multi Tool, New, $29 (Regularly $49.99 + tax) - The LED150 Multi-Tool comes packed with 13 tools that can help you master any task or job. Tools: Spring-loaded pliers with wire cutter, 3.0 in. Blade, two built-in LEDs, Phillips (1) and flathead (3) screwdriver tips, bottle opener, wire stripper, can opener. 2 x CR1616 batteries included. With Coast’s commitment to quality, the LED150 Multi-Tool is backed by Coast’s lifetime warranty against defects in materials and workmanship. 4 in length closed. Never opened clear blister case has some small cracks in the back around the sheath. https://coastportland.com/products/led150 Photos: https://imgur.com/a/VryHhPy
17) COAST FDX300 Double Lock One-Handed Open Stainless Steel Folding Knife, 3 in. blade, New in package, 2 available, $45 for both (regularly each $30 + tax) - One-handed opening, double lock system for double safety, stainless steel handle, partially-serrated and partially-straight blade, ambidextrous opening, 3-position pocket clip, 7Cr17 stainless steel (also known as 68Cr17, a modified version of 440A steel, with more vanadium elements added to give it extra strength, increase toughness and wear resistance). Lifetime warranty. It’s the drop point version of this $29 COAST partially-serrated tanto: https://coastportland.com/collections/cutting-tools/products/fdx306 Photos: https://imgur.com/a/yxS7uno
**\* SAWYER WATER FILTRATION **\*
Photos for all Sawyer items below: https://imgur.com/a/EyGwPih
18a) Sawyer Tap Filter for fast emergency water & for cabin use, New, $36 (Regularly $48 + tax) - Great for muddy tap water following pipeline work, use at a cabin or in an emergency. With tap filter, backwash adapter, threaded spigot adapter, dual threaded adapter, tap gauge and extension hose. Highest level filtration 0.1 micron absolute. (verification photo above in 11)
18b) Box of Two 64 oz Sawyer Squeeze Pouches, New, $10.50 (Regularly $14 + tax) - 1 left. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B005SO8SPC/ref=twister_B08NGGJMD6 (verification photo above in 11)
18c) Box of Three 16 oz Sawyer Squeeze Pouches, New, $6.75 (regulary $9 + tax) - 2 boxes available. https://www.highwaterfilters.com/products/sp116-sawyer-5-l-16oz-squeezable-pouch-set-of-3 (verification photo above in 11)
*** STORAGE SACKS **\*
19) Hillsound Weatherproof Packstack Pro Storage Sack, 40L Tall, New, $25 (regularly $35) weatherproof storage sack that made Outside Magazine's Gear Guide Editor's Choice Award. https://hillsound.com/products/packstackpro Photos: https://imgur.com/a/7wlWcDr
20) Hillsound Weatherproof Packstack Pro Storage Sack, 40L Short, New, $24 (regularly $34) - weatherproof storage sack that made Outside Magazine's Gear Guide Editor's Choice Award. https://hillsound.com/products/packstackpro Photos: https://imgur.com/a/7wlWcDr
*** KITCHEN *** Photos: https://imgur.com/a/TfCHUez
21) FlipFuel Fuel Transfer Device, New, $25 (Regularly $35 + tax) - Save gas from your half-empty canisters, super easy to use, compact and ultralight. https://www.flipfuel.co/ Photos: https://imgur.com/a/nY5PQNi
**\* POCKET SURVIVAL PACKS **\*
22) Adventure Medical Kits Doug Ritter Equipped to Survive Pocket Survival Packs, New, $15 each (was $26.99 + tax and shipping) - a collaboration with survival expert Doug Ritter, of Equipped to Survive. Photos: https://imgur.com/a/POeccVT
**\* COMPACT, ULTRALIGHT SUSPENSION STRENGTH-TRAINING GEAR, AT HOME & TRAVEL *** Photos with verification: (Gray set in cardboard box are Monkii Bars II Tactical Edition, Sealed Black box is the Wild Gym Pocket Monkii Set) https://imgur.com/a/bZgIowi
23) Wild Gym Monkii Bars II Tactical Edition, New, $129 (Regularly $199 + tax) - light, strong, compact and use-anywhere outdoors suspension strength trainer. Plenty of exercises to follow available on Wild Gym’s app as well as on Youtube.
24) Wild Gym Pocket Monkii, New, $69 (Regularly $95 + tax) - light, strong, super compact and use-anywhere outdoors suspension strength trainer. Plenty of exercises to follow available on Wild Gym’s app as well as on Youtube. https://www.wildgym.com/products/pocket-monkii-suspension-trainer-exercise-straps
**\* BIKE GEAR *** Photos with verification: https://imgur.com/a/tVBmPqJ
25) Canari Men’s Microlight Cycling Wind Shell, Hi-Viz Safety Yellow, Large, New, $29 (regularly $45 + tax and shipping) - Elastic cuffs and hem seal out breezes, wind-resistant fabric and full-front zipper and collar.
26) OnGuard Wheel Locks, Pair, New, $25 (was $49.99 plus tax per pair) - Replaces quick-release skewers to prevent wheel theft. Super light cold-forged steel design. 2 pairs available.
**\* THERMAL X-COUNTRY SKI BOOT COVERS *** Photos with verification: https://imgur.com/a/u6KhIHa
27) LillSport X-Country Ski Boot Thermal Covers, New, Pair of Unisex Boot Size EU 46-47 (US M’s 11.5-12.5 and W’s 12.5-13.5), New, $39 (regularly $79.99 + tax) - X-country ski boots are very thin and your feet can get quite cold on cold days. These boot covers go over your x-country ski boots to keep your feet nice and warm and protect your boots without any bulk. Also helps racers keep their feet warm before the start. Once you’ve used them on a cold, windy ski day you’ll wonder how you skied without them before. https://www.gearwest.com/products/lill-boot-cover-thermo
28) LillSport X-Country Ski Boot Thermal Covers, New, Pair of Unisex Boot Size EU 40/41 (US Men’s 7-8 and W’s 8-9) New, $39 (regularly $79.99 + tax) - Description same as above. https://www.gearwest.com/products/lill-boot-cover-thermo
Thanks for stopping by!
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2024.06.05 02:40 tempmailgenerator Rounding Numbers in JavaScript to Two Decimal Places

A Primer on Precision Handling in JavaScript

In the realm of programming, especially when dealing with numerical calculations and financial transactions, precision is paramount. JavaScript, as a language widely used for web development, offers various ways to handle number precision. Yet, developers often encounter scenarios where they need to round numbers to a specific number of decimal places. This necessity isn't just about achieving accuracy; it's about ensuring that the presentation of numbers aligns with user expectations and industry standards. For instance, when displaying prices or calculations in a shopping cart, rounding to two decimal places becomes essential to match the conventional monetary format.
This introduces the challenge of rounding numbers in JavaScript effectively. The task may seem straightforward, but it comes with its nuances, especially considering JavaScript's inherent handling of floating-point arithmetic. The language's default behavior can lead to unexpected results due to how it represents and processes decimal numbers. Therefore, understanding the techniques to round numbers to at most two decimal places—if necessary—is crucial for developers. It not only aids in presenting data more clearly but also ensures that calculations are consistent with real-world expectations.
Function/Method Description
Math.round() Rounds a number to the nearest integer.
Number.prototype.toFixed() Formats a number using fixed-point notation, rounding to a specified number of decimal places.
Math.ceil() Rounds a number upwards to the nearest integer.
Math.floor() Rounds a number downwards to the nearest integer.

Understanding Number Rounding in JavaScript

Rounding numbers is a fundamental concept in programming that deals with reducing the digits of a number while trying to keep its value similar to the original. This is particularly important in JavaScript, where the dynamic nature of web applications often requires handling floating-point arithmetic precisely. For example, when dealing with financial transactions, analytics calculations, or user inputs, the necessity to round numbers to a specific number of decimal places becomes apparent. The intricacies of floating-point arithmetic in JavaScript mean that simple arithmetic operations can produce results with a long string of decimal places, making the data cumbersome to work with and display.
JavaScript provides several built-in methods to tackle the issue of rounding, each serving different needs. The Math.round() function is the most straightforward approach, rounding numbers to the nearest integer. However, for more control over the number of decimal places, Number.prototype.toFixed() allows formatting a number as a string, rounding it to a specified number of decimals. On the other hand, Math.ceil() and Math.floor() are used to round numbers up and down to the nearest integer, respectively. Understanding when and how to use these methods correctly is crucial for developers to manage numerical data effectively, ensuring that applications behave as expected and data representation remains accurate and user-friendly.

Example: Rounding to Two Decimal Places

JavaScript Programming
const num = 123.456; const rounded = Math.round(num * 100) / 100; console.log(rounded); const num = 123.456; const roundedToFixed = num.toFixed(2); console.log(roundedToFixed); const num = 123.456; const roundedUp = Math.ceil(num * 100) / 100; console.log(roundedUp); const num = 123.456; const roundedDown = Math.floor(num * 100) / 100; console.log(roundedDown); 

Navigating Through Numeric Rounding in JavaScript

Rounding numbers in JavaScript is an essential skill for developers, especially when dealing with precision-sensitive operations like financial transactions, scientific calculations, or any scenario where numerical accuracy is paramount. The nature of floating-point arithmetic can introduce challenges, as operations may result in numbers with an extensive number of decimal places. This behavior not only complicates calculations but can also lead to issues in displaying numbers in a user-friendly format. JavaScript's built-in methods, such as Math.round(), Math.ceil(), Math.floor(), and Number.prototype.toFixed(), provide developers with tools to manage rounding effectively. These methods cater to different rounding needs, from the simplest form of rounding to the nearest whole number to more complex requirements like fixing a number to a certain number of decimal places.
Understanding these rounding methods and their nuances is crucial. For instance, Math.round() follows the standard rule of rounding to the nearest whole number, which is straightforward for most cases. However, when precise control over the number of decimal places is needed, Number.prototype.toFixed() becomes invaluable, albeit with the caveat that it returns a string representation of the number. Developers must also be mindful of the mathematical implications of using Math.ceil() and Math.floor() for rounding numbers up and down, respectively, as these methods affect the overall calculation results. These tools, when used appropriately, enable developers to handle numerical data more efficiently, ensuring accuracy and enhancing the user experience by presenting numbers in a more digestible format.

Frequently Asked Questions on JavaScript Rounding

  1. Question: What is the difference between Math.round() and Number.prototype.toFixed() in JavaScript?
  2. Answer: Math.round() rounds a number to the nearest integer, while Number.prototype.toFixed() converts a number to a string, rounding it to a specified number of decimal places.
  3. Question: How can I round a number to 2 decimal places in JavaScript?
  4. Answer: Use Number.prototype.toFixed(2) to format a number as a string rounded to two decimal places, or multiply the number by 100, round it using Math.round(), and then divide by 100 for a numerical result.
  5. Question: Is there a way to round a number up to the next integer in JavaScript?
  6. Answer: Yes, Math.ceil() rounds a number up to the nearest integer, ensuring the result is equal to or greater than the original number.
  7. Question: Can I round a number down to the nearest integer in JavaScript?
  8. Answer: Math.floor() is used to round a number down to the nearest integer, resulting in a value that is equal to or less than the original number.
  9. Question: How does JavaScript handle rounding for negative numbers?
  10. Answer: JavaScript rounds negative numbers away from zero. This means Math.round(-1.5) will round to -2, Math.ceil(-1.5) to -1, and Math.floor(-1.5) to -2.

Mastering Precision: The Final Word on JavaScript Number Rounding

As we've explored, rounding numbers in JavaScript is not just about applying a method; it's about understanding the context in which these numbers will be used and choosing the appropriate technique for the desired outcome. Whether it's rounding to the nearest integer to ensure a user-friendly interface or fixing a number to two decimal places for financial reports, the choice of method can significantly impact the accuracy and readability of numerical data. Developers must be mindful of the nuances of each method, including the potential for unexpected results due to the intricacies of floating-point arithmetic. Moreover, considering the return type—whether it's a number or a string—is crucial in scenarios where further mathematical operations are anticipated. As JavaScript continues to be a dominant force in web development, mastering these rounding techniques will remain a vital skill for developers, enabling them to build more reliable, precise, and user-centric applications. Ultimately, the key to effective number rounding in JavaScript lies in a thorough understanding of the available methods and a strategic approach to their application.
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2024.06.05 02:37 Ace-of_Space Skin Stealer On Air: The Pilot!

Skin Stealer On Air: The Pilot!
K: Welcome to the first episode of Skin Stealer Podcast, i’m Koailus
P: And i'm Panzaren. In todays episide we will be discussing about...
K: How we did nothing wrong. everyone always likes to say “ you can’t experiment on people” but they consented. how is that a crime?
P: And even if they doesn't consent, does this change anything? They die anyways, does it matter if it's today on the lab table or in a hundred years in their homes?
K: really i’m using their lives for the good of all others, so i should be heralded as a hero!
P: You got me curious, Koalius. Would you mind sharing ehat experiments are you conducting?
K: well i was learning how to preform magic that alters skin, nerves, muscles, and blood.
P: Biomancy is very interesting school of magic, but i prefer artiffice. After all why cure something if you could replace it with something far superior.
Anyways, my experimentation mostly revolve around biomechanics with some genetic engineering and soul manipulation.
K: ah, biomechanics, a truly beautiful school of artiffice, but who said i was curing something? there’s a reason those people don’t have their appendixes, i was making the perfect body
But i must say that sounds truly impressive, studying such different forms of artifice AND soul manipulation? You’ve gotta tell me, how do you do it?
P: Some secrets better stay untold, else i end up with another group of holier-than-thou trying to convince me i'm some sort of villian, and i barely lost the last group.
K: next they’ll say “you shouldn’t use their skin as your own” after we so generously help them. we need SOME compensation, am i right?
P: Absolutely right. I guess after you are done, they don't need that skin anyways, hahaha.
K: hey, what can i say, what corpse needs a body? hahaha
P: But the real shit arises when you mention you also harvest the soul. Suddenly everyone is like "noo, you can't do this, you're taking away their afterlife". Like i care. They won't get the good afterlife anyways.
K: that’s why i harvest souls in hell, no one can say i am doing a bad deed by tor- experimenting on them!
P: Better, you're saving them from torment, you can call yourself a hero.
Unfortunately souls recycled from hell are a bit tainted which affects both the results of my experimentation and quality of soulshard relays i manufacture.
Think of it like trying to forge a sword from clump of rust found in a bog. Theoretically possible but will yeld suboptimal results.
I rely on synthetically created souls i produce from pure souls delivered by, let's say, a local necromancer who wishes to remain unmentioned. But i also sometimes go and harvest some by myself, just to keep my skills in shape.
K: oh, well the solution to the tainting is simple, you put them in the body and rewrite their mind with nerve magic, purifies them in a jiffy
what’s the synthetic souls? no one else would use them! and you are supporting local businesses, anyone who thinks you are just thinks Big Soul is good. Big Soul actually has absurdly high standards for purification and acquisition of souls, they are the true villains here
P: What a pile of fake news. I assure you i don't let the synthetic souls i produce hit the market in amounts enough to meaningfully affect it.
As for the purification suggestion i'll try it, but the simulations i run right now doesn't give promising results. Also it wouldn't be as cost effective as my current methods now that i have the process fine tuned.
K: Well i use the souls for person reasons rather than selling them, so im a lot less picky
but let me ask you, have you any other “Crimes” wink wink that you have committed? i know the sacrifices i make are technically illegal but they signed the forms
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P: Many accuse me of stealing ancient artifacts. I think they miss the whole point.
Like yes, i know that, this particular trinket is a sacred item of that religion, but this cult is gonna fall apart and lose it someday so i, for the sake of preservation of history, take it now, and put in in the museum i have in my demiplane where it's gonna be safe for all eternity.
K: A noble cause! you are doing them a favor, can’t they be thankful?
P: Exactly! And it's not like i forbid them access to it. All they have to do is to fill out some forms, contracts and NDAs and they can see it.
I also fund many expeditions to bring me artifacts that are already lost. Without me memory of first mages would be lost for good and currently the only ones i need to get to complete this particular collection are relics of the first artificer. You know why?
K: why?
P: Because the automaton king is still alive and he doesn't want to trade.
points at the camera
I know you see it Shrax. I'm gonna raid your castle and steal the godking Shrax's body. If not in this millenium then in the next.
K: Well, with that final message, this is Koailus, signing off
P: See you all in the part 2. Panzaren offline.
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2024.06.05 02:37 BigMikeyP72 I'm a scientist and a man in a tube is telling me his story and wants me to share it to the world PART 2/FINALE

Ok, so I said I would return with the rest of Nathan's story and here I am. My higher-ups already know of my misdeeds when I uploaded part 1 so I don't think I'll be around much longer. Anyway, I spoke to Nathan some more and he was fully willing to finish his story. After hearing it myself and transcribing it, I fully understand why he's in a tube and why I'm monitoring him. After you read this, you will understand why as well. Let's get into it!
Barely standing and gasping for air, Nathan takes a moment to stop running and realizes he has no idea where he is going. He begins looking around to see if there’s anywhere to hide or even, hopefully, find food or at least water. After a moment, he finally spots a few buildings in the nearby distance.
With high hopes, Nathan sprints past the remaining trees ahead and makes it to the buildings. Only one specific building catches his eye. A large sign that reads GROCERY stares at Nathan from the top of the building. Without hesitation, he rushes inside and much to his amazement, there are aisles!
Nathan quickly but quietly scans each aisle. Sadly, he sees nothing. Not until he sees a small pile of snacks lying next to a fallen end cap at the end of an aisle. Excitement dances through Nathan’s body as he runs to the food and begins eating it like a wild animal. He devours every ounce of food he finds until he suddenly hears an unnerving sound.
Listening closely as possible, Nathan hears the sound of cracking bones and ripping flesh. Afraid, yet curious, he looks around the corner of the aisle and spots the legs of a woman lying in her own blood and entrails. Upon further inspection, Nathan sees what he believes to be the creature he and Charlie had seen before. It’s a large thin four-legged animal that most likely was a wolf at one point but is now just a beast. It’s feasting on the entrails of the woman’s corpse and refusing to take its taste buds away from its food. That is until it hears Nathan, who accidentally steps on a bag of chips. It swiftly averts its attention to Nathan and the sight of its face is terrifying. Its face is half torn and its eyes show exactly how bloodthirsty it is. With blood and entrails dangling from its teeth, the beast fully turns its body to Nathan and lets out a deep and disturbing growl.
Believing this to be his final moments alive, Nathan backs up and stumbles into the wall with his eyes closed and fists clenched. He is ready for the reaper to take his soul. The beast closes in on him and readies itself to charge its prey but is suddenly distracted by the voice of unwanted company. “Heel, you stupid mutt!” It’s once again Subject Zero, who is this time covered in large amounts of blood. The beast diverts its attention to Subject Zero and prepares for a fight.
Unsure as to why Subject Zero didn’t just let the beast kill him, Nathan, stands and stares in terrified confusion. As Nathan watches, Subject Zero is attacked by the beast after a failed attempt at taming it. Directly after its attack, the beast is grabbed and bashed against a wall then thrown to the floor. The animal, no longer looking like a beast compared to Subject Zero, stands again and viciously sinks its teeth into Subject Zero’s arm but its life is soon ended. With a large and swift pull on the animal’s rear legs with its teeth still bore into Subject Zero’s arm, its body rips apart and its entrails fall out onto the floor. “I knew you were a waste,” Subject Zero says with disappointment in his voice.
Nathan quickly snaps back to reality and runs out the nearby emergency exit. No longer caring about hunger or thirst, he just keeps running and doesn’t stop even when he stumbles from exhaustion. Inevitably, any hope he once had, is lost when in the not so far distance he hears, “Just because the mutt didn’t kill you, that doesn’t mean that I won’t!”
Still running further into the woods, Nathan begins to stumble. He finally stops and falls to his knees as he begins to believe he is going to die here. He falls onto his back and lies in the grass around him while releasing a long but relaxing sigh. Nathan can feel the cold hard ground beneath him as he looks up to the sky.
Filled with raging guilt and regrets, Nathan stares up to the sky in silence. It gets so silent, he can hear everything around him. He hears the wind sing through the leaves of trees. He can even hear water flowing nearby. Water! Unsure of where, he looks up quickly and listens. Finally, he spots a creek nearby and climbs to his hands and knees.
Unable to fully stand, Nathan crawls his way to the creek ignoring all of his surroundings. He reaches the creek and practically bathes himself in the near freezing water in an attempt to feel refreshed. Afterwards, he begins to guzzle the water in handfuls.
After many handfuls of water, Nathan notices something odd. The water tastes metallic as if you were sucking on an old copper penny or silver spoon. Upon this realization, he also notices the color of the water seems off. Unsure of why, he looks around only to find something far more disturbing than he imagined. An amalgamation of mutilated corpses sit nearby rotting on the rocks of the creek shore.
Realizing he had just drank water contaminated with rotting corpses of innocent people, Nathan starts getting a sick feeling in his stomach and attempts to look away but can’t get his eyes off the sight. Finally breaking, he begins gagging vigorously. He loses control and starts puking uncontrollably before ultimately collapsing from pain and disgust.
Nathan finally gets up after lying on the ground for a moment. Hoping to find at least some form of shelter, he manages to get himself up to his aching feet and stumbles his way down the creek. Eventually, he reaches the end of the creek where a large pipe is sticking out from the ground at an angle. The pipe, being large enough to fit a man, seems like a perfect place to shelter in. Before fully deciding to sleep there, Nathan looks inside hoping that it may lead to an exit from the dome but is quickly disappointed when he sees only dirt and mud. Nathan no longer cares and decides to climb into the pipe. He manages to make it an adequate resting area. Soon after, he is unable to keep his eyes open and finally falls asleep.
“Nathan, wake up. You’re going on live television.” A very familiar voice whispers to Nathan. He opens his eyes expecting to see different surroundings, but instead, he sees Charlie sitting next to him in an unfamiliar building. Obviously confused, Nathan hesitates to even move but decides to go with it. He’s led out to a room with a male interviewer, revealing that he is on a live television interview.
The interviewer looks to the camera and says, “Welcome to TalkTime, I’m your host, Tim Wiesly, and today, we have Nathan White. Just in case you don’t know, Nathan is a brilliant reporter and reports anything in the most brilliant ways. One specific story he covered about his near-death experience is what we would like to talk about today. So, Nathan, could you tell the viewers more about your experience?”
Nathan hesitates at first but oddly starts believing that he made it out of the hell he was in and just dissociated. He starts telling the interviewer everything that happened to him.
“Well, Tim, for starters, my colleague and I had found evidence that Envirodome was a test facility. Little did we know, one test they ran there was still in the facility after decades. We then found all the missing people over the years but they were unfortunate and passed away at the hands of the facilities test subject. I eventually lost my colleague and had a run in with a rabid animal as well but I got away and managed to find a place to sleep. After that, I climbed out and decided to… to…”
Nathan stops in his tracks as he realizes he can’t remember what happened after the tunnel.
“Wait. Wait, this can’t be real. I vividly remember Charlie going insane. And all those other people started losing their minds and they all started killing each other. I remember all that, yet I can’t remember a damn thing after falling asleep in that tunnel! What the fuck is going on?”
Charlie comes running out and attempts to calm Nathan but fails as Nathan screams back.
“You’re dead! You’re fucking dead! I know you are! You aren’t real. None of you, none of this! None of it is real!”
Soon after realizing everything is fake, all of Nathan’s surroundings start changing. Everything around him becomes morbidly dark and people become mutated corpses, all of which walk over to him. They all start screaming at Nathan, resulting in him breaking and he loses his mind to the brink of insanity. Out of the dark shadows, Subject Zero walks into the area as if he were a dark god who created him and was ready to destroy him. Suddenly, everyone surrounding Nathan abruptly stops screaming and looks at him. Then they all in perfect sync say, “You’re losing control, Nathan.”
Nathan angrily stands tall and yells, “Leave me alone!” After this fierce scream with his eyes shut, Nathan suddenly hears nothing but the sound of running water. He opens his eyes only to find he was still in the town under the dome. Only, now, it is somehow nighttime. Suddenly, he’s startled by the sound of splashing water. Nathan quietly looks up from the inside of the tunnel he’s lying in. In a decent distance away, Nathan sees two mannequins throwing multiple bodies into the already corpse-filled creek. Although, one body stands out amongst the rest. Charlie's. His body is mangled and mutilated. Nathan feels sick and guilty as he stares at his dead friend.
Soon, Subject Zero’s voice is heard, resulting in Nathan realizing he needs to sneak out of the area. He quickly climbs out of the tunnel and looks around. He decides his best option is to go in one direction until he hopefully reaches an edge of the dome. He believes it may help him reach the overseer’s office where the self-destruct button is.
With his new plan, Nathan quietly sneaks away until he accidentally rams into the edge of the dome. He becomes angry at first for being dumb enough to run into it, but eventually realizes he could be on his way to salvation.
Nathan, still tired, stumbles around the edge of the dome and looks strange considering the walls are simulated to look like more land. Even though Nathan can barely handle all the stress, he still forces himself to keep moving with high hopes to avenge his deceased friend. He keeps going until he stumbles over a small brush pile. He falls onto his face and notices blood pouring from his nose.
Assuming his nose has broken from the fall, Nathan quickly checks it but oddly there is no pain and the bleeding has already stopped. He’s confused but doesn’t care as he’s determined to escape. He gets up and eventually reaches an odd looking spot of the dome wall. With a closer look, he realizes it’s a door. Full of hope, Nathan quickly opens it and discovers a staircase leading to the overseer’s office.
Nathan runs up without hesitation. He reaches the top of the stairs and makes it to the controls. Being dark, Nathan feels around for a light switch but as he thinks it, the lights come on. Now with light, he sees papers lying everywhere, all with information of the dome. Apparently, the government had the technology to make all this without ever letting the public know. It was built with a self-destruct button as safety measures if anything within the dome went horribly wrong. Although Nathan thought it would be an explosion as most self-destruct buttons cause, the dome was made to disassemble itself as it counted down, allowing the slight possibility of reaching the only entrance and exit doors of the facility.
Nathan realizes he may actually have a chance to escape this hell and avenge his friend. After a small pause, he gets back to searching for the self-destruct button. He stumbles across a glass casing labeled ‘FOR EMERGENCIES ONLY’. Nathan opens the casing and prepares to press the button but is quickly distracted as a voice breaks the silence.
“This place hasn’t been real after all these damned years?” Subject Zero reacts angrily as he slowly walks toward Nathan. “I knew this place seemed a bit small, but now that I know I can get out of here, I’ll bring my tests to the whole damn world!”
“Why would you even want that?! Every single test you have done with that fucking serum has been a failure!”
“No… No, I’ve perfected my serum.”
“What the FUCK do you mean?”
Without a single other word, Subject Zero rushes toward Nathan. Nathan quickly reacts and raises his arms in defense. Suddenly, Subject Zero flies backwards as if he was shoved with incredible force. They both now know Nathan was the cause.
“That. That is what I mean.” Subject Zero says with a grin on his face.
“No, no, what the fuck. How?!”
“You really think I didn’t take the opportunity to inject a new version of the serum into you.”
“But- but there wasn’t an injection hole. Everyone else had one.”
“That’s the great thing about it. I perfected it so much that your healing is far greater than even mine AND you didn’t lose your mind like I did. That’s all I ever wanted…”
“Screw you…” Nathan clenches his fist and swings a punch at Subject Zero. Realizing things move just from his thought now, Nathan opens his hand and telekinetically throws things at Subject Zero. The two begin to have an all-out super powered brawl as Subject Zero explains to Nathan that the serum is why every pain he’s felt while in the dome went away nearly immediately. The telekinesis just happened to come into play later on. Then suddenly, Nathan is slammed through and out the overseer’s office windows. Subject Zero jumps down onto him.
Nathan gets weaker with each hit he takes but still fights on. Before he gets up, he notices that where the broken window is, the walls show their true colors of concrete gray and glass. Aside from the window, Nathan notices the door to the office is still wide open. He quickly gives Subject Zero a powerful kick to his abdomen and jumps up to run.
Nathan runs quickly up the stairs and to the self-destruct button after leaving his enemy on the ground outside. As he reaches the button, Nathan looks out the broken window at Subject Zero and prepares to press the button.
Nathan slams his hand onto the button as Subject Zero yells out in hatred. Nathan, expecting something to happen, waits. Subject Zero laughs hysterically but then suddenly is cut off by a loud voice projecting across the whole dome. “COMMENCING SELF-DESTRUCTION SEQUENCE.”
Nathan notices Subject Zero is distracted and uses this as his chance to escape. 10, 9, 8…… The countdown begins and the sun begins to rise as Nathan runs out of the office and past the unaware Subject Zero. 7, 6, 5…… The countdown continues and the facility begins to collapse as Nathan passes through the woods where he drank from the creek and soon passes the concrete room where the other people were held captive. 4, 3, 2…… The countdown gets closer to an end as the dome collapses quicker and Nathan rushes past the old house he was stuck in before. Soon enough, he gets onto the road that led him and Charlie to the town inside the dome and gets even closer to the door but suddenly Subject Zero is following behind. This time, he’s so angry and determined, Subject Zero uses his telekinetic powers to control the mangled corpses that he’s kept. He’s headed for either the door or Nathan, but Nathan doesn’t care.
1…… The countdown comes to an end and the entire dome collapses above. Subject Zero, far behind with his army of corpses, stops and accepts what is coming but Nathan keeps running in hopes to escape before the weight of a million tons comes crashing down onto him. Soon enough, the dome becomes nothing but rubble.
The entire area where the dome once stood, is now a ginormous pile of rubble and all that stands are a few trees and small bits of buildings. Nothing could have lived from inside. Unless you were close to the doors.
Nathan, barely standing or even really alive, stumbles around the rubble. With his new powers, he uses his telekinesis to move a large piece of steel revealing a small group of men nearby. Within this group are a couple of men who are clearly scientists of some sort but the others are clearly military. Nathan runs to them with hopes of help but suddenly…
“Stop right there!” One of the men yells out angrily but with a quiver in his voice. “Put your heads above your head and don’t speak!”
“Wait! I just need help!”
“I said put your hands above your head!”
Nathan is confused so he looks around in the hopes that maybe Subject Zero is who he spotted. Sadly, the guns are all being aimed straight for him.
This is the end of Nathan’s story. But it isn’t the end of mine. After hearing Nathan's story, I have an understanding of why he’s in the tube here. I can firmly admit that I’m terrified. I had no idea this is why I was sent here. I was led to believe he was just a possible danger and I needed to monitor him and continue brain scans. Little did I know, this is why.
I know it seems a bit strange and even unbelievable but I have no real reason to not believe a man trapped inside a tube. But now that he has spoken to me, he’s asked me to help him. However, I have no idea how. Aside from letting him out, there’s nothing else I can do. The higher-ups here are strict and have specifically told anyone working here not to listen to Nathan. On top of that, they're already suspicious of me. I suppose, getting his story out is one way to help him but he also wants out of here.
I don’t know what to do, but I do understand I’ve already gone too far by even listening to him. Hell, he may even be as dangerous now as Subject Zero from the story he told me. If he is, I could release a madman into the world. If he isn't, I'm letting an innocent man suffer alone in a science facility. Screw it. I’ve come to terms with what must happen. I’ll release him the moment I can, if I even can. Once this story is shown to the public, I may end up terminated. Not from my job, but from my life. If this happens then I’m sorry to Nathan. If Nathan turns out to be a danger as well, then I’m sorry to all of you. For now and possibly forever, goodbye.
PART 1:
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2024.06.05 02:35 Senior_punz A Terran's Weakness

As Ssykrex glides into the gymnasium he finds himself bemused by the amount of new students. He feels a twinge of guilt for taking advantage of the gentle giants fearsome appearance but it isn't his fault these new heavyworlder's are great for business. If even a third of these new pupils stick around he might finally turn his dojo into something respectable. As Ssykrex makes his way to the center of the padded mats he sizes up the new group. A variety sensory organs peer back at him, he can taste their nervousness in the air. Around 60ish locals from the surrounding system all around 3-5 units tall, perfect.
"Greetings Gentlebeings!" the reptilian Auzkul exclaims "and welcome to Self Defense amongst the Stars, My name is Ssykrex and I will be your instructor this evening"
He pauses a moment to retrieve a beaten up holo emitter from his satchel placing on the floor before continuing.
"The subject of today's lesson will be how to defend oneself from the Galaxies newest xenos... Terrans" During the pause he uses the end of his tail to activate the emitter, a fuzzy blue 3d render sputters to life. He gives the emitter a smack and the picture clears showing a rotating Terran standing in a neutral pose. Ssykrex beams in pride as a variety of fear responses are let out, he knew giving the render an intimidating expression would set the mood.
"In today's lesson we will go over the BEST methods you can use to defend yourselves from a Terran, that being said however the best defense against ANY xeno who wishes to harm you is to simply not be there!" A few faces look back him in confusion, Ssykrex continues.
"Flee! Scream for help! Get away from them as fast as possible and as safely as possible. That is your first and best defense. What I will be teaching you today I hope you never need and should only be used as a last resort." A few faces look almost disappointment that they shouldn't be fighting for their lives but it is better to be a coward and live than die to some hab block ganger.
"However sometimes slithering away is not possible, you are cornered in an alley or there is no where to run. In those instances you can and should use what I am going to teach you, it may save your life. This is especially true when regarding Terrans as these primates evolved as persistence hunters" A few faces perk up as the 3d render changes from a neutral pose to one of the Terran running. Ssyrex can't help but think how silly the thing looks flinging it's appendages one in front of the other but a quick flick of his tongue tells him the room does not agree.
"Their stamina is reported to be near limitless and as such running from one when help is not immediately near by is not recommended. They will simply catch up to you and then you will be back where you started except now you are tired." He let's out a small chuckle.
"First lets go over some things you should not attempt" The rendered Terran stops running, returning to a neutral position, the skin disappears revealing the Terran's musculature and bone.
"Being from a heavyworld their muscle, bones and skin are much tougher than the galactic average and while not impervious to laceration or piercing is nearly impossible incapacitate quickly though these means. A Terran can lose 15% of it's blood before it starts to feel any effect and will be incapacitated only once they've lost more than 30% of it. Their internal organs are also protected by their thick musculature and dense bone making it very difficult damage one in a fight" The Terran's torso becomes translucent showing the Terran's inner organs, small noises of disgust can be heard from the class.
"So when cornered by a Terran it is best to first disable them by striking fiercely and quickly at one of their weak points, many of which are located about the head" The skin of the render is returned, it focuses on and enlarges the head of the grimacing Terran.
"First this area of the skull is particularly vulnerable to blunt or gouging attacks" The nose and eyes are highlighted red.
"Like most of us Terrans do not enjoy having their sensory organs attacked, and while their "eyes" are recessed into their skulls successfully jabbing or scratching them will make it much harder for a Terran to pursue you. The nose similarly if stuck with enough force can actually kill a Terran by forcing the bone into the brain." The render shifts cutting off the top of the skull, the red sections now highlighting the chin and neck of the Terran.
"Second are the jaw and throat, also known as the "Windpipe" while I wouldn't suggest these as a first choice if your not capable of being precise they are the quickest way to incapacitate a Terran. If possible a quick blow to the side of a Terran's jawbone will actually cause their brain to jostle within the skull and render them unconscious. A blow or laceration to the "windpipe" will cause quite a bit of pain as well as prevent them from breathing. It is very difficult for a Terran to do anything if it cannot breath much less chase you." The 3d render returns to the Terran to a standing neutral pose.
"This however does present two issues for most of us, one of which I'm sure the majority of you have already thought of" The Terran render doubles in size dwarfing the Auzkul, the Terran's head now nearly touching the ceiling.
"Terrans are incredibly large, on average being 8 units tall but some can even reach 11 units. If I were to try and coil up then leap at a Terran's head I would barely reach their neck and I'm taller than most of you while on my stomach! The second issue is this" The render changes from a neutral position to the Terran standing in a conventional "boxing" pose it's arms held in front of it's face and torso.
"This common fighting position is incredibly adept at protecting most of a Terran's weak points and even an untrained one will take up this position just as a result of seeing it so often in their media. So what is there to do? How can we not only bring the Terran's head down within our reach while also moving their powerful limbs out of the way? Well let me introduce you to the Terran's true weakness" The render focuses and zooms on the Terran's waist the red now highlighting a spot between their legs.
"The Groin"
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2024.06.05 02:32 Grouchy-Pin-4091 Z from love to ghosts. A story on how I died

Just wish I'd been given the chance to see her work on things. Communication doesn't mean always sit and talk about what you wanna do otherwise you'll end up stressing the people around you out. Wish I could apologize for how shitty I was. I'm a little better now but still shaking and not eating. Foods terrible, life's terrible. The only one I thought cared moved on like I was never there. I'm done talking to anyone I don't have to. Haven't seen anyone hell haven't even done anything w myself either in every way (mind outta the gutter lol). What I wouldn't give to talk one more time. Watch mark play fnaf with you. Watch the creepy pastas you liked. Play cod again. Walk to Starbucks and get some peppermint mochas. Watch u sleep and just think to myself this is it, this is my person and she's adorable. A little broken but amazing at art, ambitious to do the things she wants in her life. Talk about getting the Hearst she always wanted together. Try to help her fill out apps instead of being an idiot because of how stressful it was to watch someone talk about doing everything to be better but not do it. Not hear the person they care about say I understand so many times and relate on so much trauma that it makes them think you just didn't care when you really did. But you can't jump in their body for them and do the things they need to and manage your life at the same time. Get to have makeup all over our faces in the dark and artful way I always loved she had an interest in. Be fascinated by the fact that she loves dead things and thinks they're cool. Go with her to get more of the piercings I had always planned but never got around to. Smoke a bowl together. Play with the kitty boi and watch him be silly on nip together. Go to another concert together like Limp bizkit in july and inkcarceration in Ohio that I had planned for us. Never get to feel her in my arms. Never get to worry that she hadn't eaten while you were at work all day and if not order a doordash to the apt. Won't get to go to the next fnaf movie that comes out together. Drive us in the audi I just got recently to her favorite tattoo shop while we're blasting metal and talking about whatever we cared to. Ask her if she wants to go to the park and smoke and hike in the little trails. Give her another tattoo that I'm sure at some point or already she's covered up because I'm nothing to her and felt like I never was the way she was so cold after the break up. Talk about moving to IN, IL border in a house together so we're both the same distance from her fav shop and her friends that I am from work. Show her I really did know how to play a bit of guitar and learn more and practice together. Drive for hours together being happy I'm just with the one I want to be with no matter the distance just to buy some mlp figures off fb marketplace. Get the little rain frogs and any other pet we talked about getting together. Never get to see her again or speak again I guess. Guess we're just ghosts now and I certainly can understand why. We both made mistakes in the end. I truly hope she always knows that it was it intentional. But it just feels like she never cared. If she did she certainly doesn't now. All these things won't ever come to fruition and I'm left here 30lbs lighter, having to force myself to eat food and manage to get maybe 5 or 6 meals down in a month. Show her I've been sober since we last vc'd. I thought this person would be my last. But not in this way. I'd even settle for just talking online like we used to when we first got to know each other. Can't do a thing about it either because I lost some contacts in my phone. You'd never speak to me again anyhow and I know why. - K
For all it's worth I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for you. Don't worry about me, you don't now. Why would you when I'm gone. 🖤
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2024.06.05 02:30 Treblig-Punisher Color Theme Maker for GameMaker Is Here!

Over a year ago I made this post to introduce Color Theme Maker for GameMaker as a free.99 alternative to making your own color themes for GM's built-in text editor. Today I have brought you the latest version that's already available to the public. It got a good amount of love during the NYC GameMaker meet up so I thought It was time I let you all know. You don't have to install, or download anything. Everything is on the browser, mostly chromium based desktop ones. Sorry firefox users, but it always requires extra work, and im not all there for it atm.
I'll be adding more features over time, so I hope you guys give this a go. It's not 100% there for mobile given how lackluster the color picker for mobile is on mobile browsers so just take it for what it is, just a simple cute version to check out from your phones. You should use it on desktop.
Here is a video in case you don't want to visit the site.
Here are some steps on how to export your theme and how to import it into GameMaker:
Before you click the export button, you'll have to make sure you do 3 things...
1- Find your local_settings.json file. This is located in this path -> C:\Users\userName\AppData\Roaming\GameMakerStudio2\accountName
local_settings.json
2- Make a security copy and save it in another folder.
3- Make a second copy that we'll use to give it our colors. This is what we'll be using to import our themes into GameMaker. Save this on your desktop for easy access, or anywhere where you have the permissions to modify it later on.
With all that done, now we can follow some simple steps to export our colors from Color Theme Maker and import them into GameMaker.
Step 1:
click on Export File button, and locate the second copy of the local_settings.json file.
Export File Button in Color Theme Maker for GameMaker
Step 2:
Once you've chosen the file, it'll prompt you to save a new text file. This is a modified copy of our previous file ready to rock.
Step 3:
All you have to do now is drag and drop this copy to the folder where your original local_settings.json was, and replace it with the new one. Now open up GameMaker and see all your colors in action :D.
One thing I'd like to mention is that I need to find out how to change this side bar backgorund color, as it seems like I am just missing the reference name GM uses to change its color.
If you have any further questions make sure to leave them in the comments below. Have fun!
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2024.06.05 02:29 SinopeLycanthrope Lesser Daedra: their relation to Mer, language, culture, and biology.

Yeah, this is gonna be a long one.
And before you click-clack your keyboard after you read the title, "They're not related! They just look a lot like us because that's how mortal minds process 4D beings!" just know that you're wrong. If they were truly hyper-agonal 4D beings with alien geometry we can't comprehend, why can we loot armor off of them and wear it as a puny, vile 3D pathetic mortal? Why can we cut the head off of a Xivilai and trust that it'll die when we do it? Our bodies and those of Daedra match up perfectly. There's no illusions there. They have a circulatory system like we do, the organs in their bodies are in the same exact places we have organs in ours, the whole "4D eldritch horror" explanation feels cheap and very rough around the edges. It makes next to no logical sense. This is probably a case of characters bullshitting, not actual lore.
Tell me, how many times have Daedra outright lied to us? How many times have mortal and Daedra alike told us that Daedra are full of shit in the games? There were lorebooks in Battlespire and ESO that said that Daedra can't feel love and all this other nonsense, when we know they can. There are multiple accounts of Dremora falling in love with mortals, and I'm sure everyone here knows that Lyranth wants to tie the Vestige to her bed in ESO.
With Daedra and emotions, I'd bargain that their clans and kingdoms and everything in between are just really repressive of emotion, like with male gender roles in our society. Emotional men are almost universally considered weak. If men show emotion, they will forfeit respect, relationship status, reputation, etc. Human society dictates that men must be emotionless, and I believe Daedric society is pretty much the same, but way stricter and all-encompassing, instead of just the men.
Most likely, a lot of them are horribly repressed and psychologically damaged, resulting in angry, sadistic killing machines because they are taught that cruelty is the only outlet to express themselves. Daedra live eternally, meaning they are exposed to millennia of psychological conditioning to the point that they believe they're emotionless. The reason why cases like Lyranth are so rare is because most Daedra are completely mentally broken, so far gone they can't be salvaged.
It's said that Fargrave's inhabitants are overall "happier" and more in-touch with their emotions than other Daedra for this reason-Fargrave is outside the bounds of any clan or Oblivion plane, meaning there's going to be a cultural divergence, especially since Fargrave is a place that mortals and Daedra cohabit. It's a more forgiving environ overall than, say, Coldharbour.
Which segways into our next bit, Daedric evolution, biology, and reproduction. I get that Lyranth also said that "oh, Daedra that look alike aren't actually related." Well, then I must ask, what the hell is a Xivkyn then? The lore explanation for the Xivkyn was that Molag Bal "combined the essences" of the two species. We don't know what the fuck that means, and seeing how he "combined his essence" with humans to create vampires, I'd wager the methods he used weren't exactly pleasant. He's the literal god of rape, I'm sure he isn't gonna shy away from pulling a Saruman to make super-soldiers.
A horse and a donkey can breed to make a mule, everyone knows this. Let's say that Dremora and Xivilai can do the same. This actually would make sense lore-wise, considering TES is another one of those stories where everything came from the same place. The et'Ada.
Some of the et'Ada, the original spirits, decided to fuck off elsewhere while the rest made the world. These spirits became the Daedra. Instead of creating and populating Mundus, the Daedra created and populated their own realms in Oblivion.
The et'Ada that settled Nirn eventually morphed into Men and Mer. But what about the et'Ada that settled the Deadlands or the Shivering Isles? Well, they would have became the lesser Daedra. The reason Dremora look similar to elves (even in ESO) is because Dremora and Mer have a common ancestor. Everything sapient does. Xivilai are just much, much closer to Dremora than Bretons are evolutionarily, hence why they can breed.
"But...Daedra can't breed" I hear you say. This is...another lazy piece of lore that doesn't make sense. A militarist hierarchy would need a constant flow of new meat to push around while the generation before them ranks up. You can't structure one around people being beat up and tortured for eternity with no escape. Think about it. In order for rank to mean anything, it has to be special. A small group of people given eternal lives wouldn't really have rank at all, because everyone has a literal eternity to rank up, and eventually, everyone would be a Valkynaz. Meaning that "Valkynaz" would be an empty title with no meaning, because it isn't special.
In order for rank to exist in an eternal society, people would have to be confined to their roles with no chances of ranking up, or eventually everyone would. And if you do that, the much larger lower castes would rebel against the higher castes because eternity is a long time to be tortured for, meaning that every single Daedric clan would be wrought with civil war at every turn and would barely function as an army, let alone a government.
Every dictatorship needs new blood to beat on, otherwise it will fall. Every society is built on the backs of its youth. Every society HAS to be able to breed, especially a society like the Daedric clans. Don't pester me about eventual overpopulation, if Oblivion is truly infinite, that wouldn't be a problem. Infinite daedra for infinite realms. Makes sense to me.
I'd imagine the sapient Daedric races would give live birth because they have...noticable features that are only present in mammals. Torvesard also has a navel, indicating live birth. As for the Battlespire text on the clan-bond, I'd take that as "we do have parents, we just don't know them." Daedra, or at least Dremora, would probably be raised communally. This would make them loyal to the clan and the clan alone, and they wouldn't prioritize their family over their government or their superiors.
As for their language, they definitely have their own. People say they don't have one, and the names are in Ehlnofex. The thing is, the lesser Daedra diverged from the et'Ada that became the Ehlnofey, why would they speak the Tamrielic proto-language? And "Zynoahz" is definitely not an Ehlnofex word from what we've seen of the language. What the Dremora chant in the Imperial City sounds more like Spanish than Ehlnofex too.
But that's my two cents. Hope you liked hearing it.
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2024.06.05 02:24 torturedpoet0419 Taylor The Gladiator - Are You Not Entertained?

Taylor The Gladiator - Are You Not Entertained?
This is my first full fledged post on the sub. I apologize in advance for any formatting issues, the sheer length, any inaccurate takes, or if I’m potentially reaching. Constructive criticism is welcome (please be gentle though). I also humbly ask my elder Gaylors for their input on any Gaylore I may have missed weaving into this theory. I truly am a Baby Gaylor - having fallen down the rabbit hole before TTPD came out. I have devoured the posts on this sub as if I was starving. In some ways, I was. I now fully believe that she is laying the path to coming out. How this analysis ties into that story is beyond my knowledge; if anyone has great theories, I will happily add (with credit of course).
Disclaimer: I am not an expert in Roman history, so if I have any facts incorrect, please let me know. Additionally, in discussing gladiators, it cannot be done without a large caveat. Many gladiators were prisoners of war, criminals, or slaves. For the purpose of this analysis, I am exclusively focusing on those that chose to enter the arena under their own free will. I am not well-versed enough on this topic to speak to the experience of those that were prisoners of war, criminals, or slaves. I can only imagine they had a vastly different experience than their free-person counterparts that was instead characterized by horrid treatment and conditions that resulted in a death they did not choose.

On with the show - Please enjoy!

In the Times Person of the Year article, Taylor quotes the line “Are you not entertained?” from the 2000 film Gladiator. From the about section on Google regarding the film: “Set in Roman times, the story of a once-powerful general forced to become a common gladiator. The emperor's son is enraged when he is passed over as heir in favour of his father's favourite general. He kills his father and arranges the murder of the general's family, and the general is sold into slavery to be trained as a gladiator - but his subsequent popularity in the arena threatens the throne.”
The main character, Maximus (played by Russell Crow) makes that specific line at the end of a gladiatorial game. However, the full quote states: Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained? Is that not why you are here?” Source
Entertainment is why the spectators are there.
From the Times POTY article: I included more than what was just surrounding the use of “are you not entertained” because I think it ties into several of the theories I’ve read on this sub regarding the religious imagery, the performance art, and the use of drug metaphors.
“This is the proudest and happiest I’ve ever felt, and the most creatively fulfilled and free I’ve ever been,” Swift tells me. “Ultimately, we can convolute it all we want, or try to overcomplicate it, but there’s only one question.” Here, she adopts a booming voice. “Are you not entertained?”’ A few months before I sit with Swift in New York, on a summer night in Santa Clara, Calif., which has been temporarily renamed Swiftie Clara in her honor, I am in a stadium with nearly 70,000 other people having a religious experience. The crowd is rapturous and Swift beatific as she gazes out at us, all high on the same drug. Her fans are singularly passionate, not just in the venue but also online, as they analyze clues, hints, and secret messages in everything from her choreography to her costumes—some deliberately planted, others not. (“Taylor Swift fans are the modern-day equivalent of those cults who would consistently have inaccurate rapture predictions like once a month,” as one viral tweet noted.)”
Comparing the concert as a religious experience, is likely extremely accurate. I have not had the privilege of seeing Taylor in concert (yet), but I have been to other concerts where there is a high from being in the crowd. It feels more spiritual to me than any church service I’ve been to previously (not knocking church - just not for me). Like a church (or a cult) the audience is captured by the person speaking, performing, and absorbing the shared experience around them. If you’ve ever been in an amazing crowd, you can attest to it being an euphoric and intoxicating experience - AKA a drug. Again, the spectators (this time the crowd at Taylor’s shows) are there for the entertainment.... I'll show you every version of yourself tonight. "Put narcotics into all of my songs. And that's why, you're still singing along."

Origins of the Gladiator

This led me to start diving into the history of gladiators. The origins of the gladiator are subject to debate. Some believe they originated as part of the Etruscan Society as early as 1st century BC. Ancient Roman historian, Livy, believed the first games were held by Campanians in 310 BC as a victory celebration against their defeat of the Samnites.
One thing is agreed upon though, is that gladiatorial games began as....funeral rites. Source. Where have we seen funerals and death?
We gather here, weeping in a sunlit room... My Tears Ricochet Eras Tour
Zombie Taylor LWYMMD Music Video
Taylor at Her Own Funeral Anti-Hero Music Video
Why would anyone volunteer to potentially fight to the death? Money. Fame. Glory.
Successful gladiators were the movie stars of the first century – so famous that free men queued to take their chances in the arena...... The games were so popular that successful gladiators could become extremely rich and very famous. Source.
But did they fight to the death? Yes, but only between 10 and 20% of gladiators died during matches (Source). Gladiators were valuable. They trained for months in specialized schools. This was funded by sponsors or wealthy investors. They were an investment (looking at you Scott Swift).
Sponsors of private gladiatorial games had to front the expense of hosting the events. However, it was very effective in being used for self-promotion and provided exciting entertainment for their clients and potential voters. It became a business, a status symbol.
So if the gladiators didn’t fight to the death, what happened? How did you determine who won? The fighting progressed until one of them surrendered. Surrendering was done by laying down their weapons and holding up a single finger.
Taylor at QuestLove's Uno Party 2023. Note: the single finger and what appears to be pink wine.
Taylor isn't pointing here (far right), but there is a lot of pointing going on. Taylor is also reaching for white wine now. Wine theory?

Cool, but gladiators were men, right? Not exclusively.

"While sparse, evidence exists in art, laws and written accounts that women did participate in the brutal sport during the late Roman Republic and early Roman Empire, fighting each other fiercely with weapons for entertainment. But they didn’t fight nearly to the same degree as men did—and did so mostly as novelty acts." Source.
Roman marble carving depicting two female gladiators battling with swords and shields Found in present day Turkey
Female gladiators in ancient Rome are referred to as gladiatrix in modern usage; in ancient texts they were referred to as ludia (female performers in a ludi, a festival or entertainment).
An excerpt regarding women's time in Rome:
Women in ancient Rome did not have a lot of freedom and they were defined by their relationship with men. Brian K. Harvey, scholar, writes: Unlike men's virtues, women were praised for their home and married life. Their virtues included sexual fidelity (castitas), a sense of decency (pudicitia), love for her husband (caritas), marital concord (concordia), devotion to family (pietas), fertility (fecunditas), beauty (pulchritude), cheerfulness (hilaritas), and happiness (laetitia)…As exemplified by the power of the paterfamilias [husband or father, head of the house], Rome was a patriarchal society. Source.
And you were tossing me the car keys, "Fuck the Patriarchy;" that 1950s shit they want from me; I'm having his baby.... no I'm not.
Small Tangent: There are poems by Sulpicia (1st century BCE) who is believed to have been a female poet of the time. Her poems tell a love-story arc that can be found translated here. I do think an analysis of her work in comparison to Taylor's would be interesting. There are similar themes in them. However, this post is long enough already.
Back to the main event: how were gladiators trained?
Female gladiators were most likely trained by their fathers or in private lessons with a lanista. Wooden swords were used in training by both men and women following the revolt of the gladiator Spartacus (73-71 BCE) who had used the iron weapons of his school to launch the insurrection. Men and women were trained in different types of combat and there were four types of gladiator: The Myrmillo (Murmillo) had a helmet (with a fish crest), oblong shield and sword. The Retiarius (who usually fought a Myrmillo): lightly armed with a net and trident or dagger. The Samnite had a sword, visored helmet, and oblong shield. The Thracian (Thrax): armed with a curved blade (a sica) and round shield. Source.
Taylor has referenced combat, war, and daggers throughout her discography. More on this later.
However, women were not welcome in this space and were criticized by satirists and historians. A few excerpts below:
In his Satires, Roman satirist Juvenal (1st/2nd century CE) wrote: “What sense of shame can be found in a woman wearing a helmet, who shuns femininity and loves brute force...If an auction is held of your wife's effects, how proud you will be of her belt and arm-pads and plumes, and her half-length left-leg shin-guard! Or, if instead, she prefers a different form of combat how pleased you will be when the girl of your heart sells off her greaves! Hear her grunt while she practices thrusts as shown by the trainer, wilting under the weight of the helmet.” Historian Cassius Dio (155 - 235 CE) wrote: “There was another exhibition that was at once most disgraceful and most shocking, when men and women not only of the equestrian but even of the senatorial order appeared as performers in the orchestra, in the Circus, and in the [Colosseum], like those who are held in lowest esteem. Some of them played the flute and danced in pantomimes or acted in tragedies and comedies or sang to the lyre; they drove horses, killed wild beasts and fought as gladiators.” Source
I think it's interesting the idea of female gladiators preferring a different type of combat. Combat, I'm ready for combat, I say I don't want that, but what if I do? Furthermore, the idea of the Circus, Colosseum, and the orchestra all being forms of entertainment I think speak to
"I was tame, I was gentle, 'til the (Your - OG lyrics) circus life made me mean. Don't you worry folks we took out all her teeth." Is this further commentary how the circus (media/entertainment industry), the orchestra (the music), and the gladiator (Taylor Swift™) are all interconnected?
Battle: 17 uses
“Flashes of the battle come back to me in a blur.” The Great War, Midnights “And every day is like a battle.” New Romantics, 1989 “The battle’s in your hands now” The Story of Us, Speak Now “And the battle was long, it’s the fight of our lives.” Change, Fearless
Weapons: 5 uses
“Memories feel like weapons.” Would’ve, Could’ve Should’ve, Midnights “When did all our lessons start to look like weapons.” happiness, evermore “And swords and weapons that you use against me.” Mean, Speak Now
Armor: 3 uses
“You come around and the armor falls.” State of Grace, Red “But I would lay my armor down.” The Story of Us, Speak Now
Dagger: 1 use
“Threw out our cloaks and our daggers because it’s morning now.” Daylight, Lover
Swords: 2 uses
“And swords and weapons that you use against me.” Mean, Speak Now “In backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords.” Eyes Open, Not released (note: this reminds me of the fact that they had to switch to wooden post Spartacus rebellion)
War: 21 uses
“Flesh and blood amongst war machines.” Clara Bow, The Tortured Poets Department "If we survived the Great War.” The Great War, Midnights “There’s no morning glory, it was war, it wasn’t fair.” The Great War, Midnights “So yeah, it’s a war. It’s the goddamn fight of my life.” ivy, evermore “Like the war of words I shouted in my sleep.” long story short, evermore “No more tug of war. Now I just know there’s more.” long story short, evermore “Hung my head as I lost the war.” Clean, 1989 “Why they lost their minds and fought the wars” You Are In Love, 1989 “Left yourself in your war path.” Innocent, Speak Now “And you were headed off to fight in the war.” Timeless, Speak Now “Everyday now they’re talking war and I know this time is like it’s never been before.” Can I Go With You, Unreleased “Looks like we’re going to war.” Let’s Go (Battle), unreleased “The war outside our door keeps raging on.” Safe & Sound, The Hunger Games

So tying it all together, aka TL;DR

Gladiators were used as a source of entertainment for the wealthy. Initially the gladiatorial games began as funeral rites; however, it evolved into a tool to be used by the elite to gain favor amongst each other and to garner support. Free men (and women) voluntarily chose to enter the games because if they were successful, they were the celebrities of the time, gaining money and fame. Evidence exists of women participating in the games, and they were met with heavy criticism for their participation. Lastly, gladiators did not always die in the games, but instead they would surrender by laying their weapons down and holding up a single finger. Taylor has referenced war, battles, swords, armor, and weapons throughout her entire discography.
I think we are continuing to see the duality of Taylor. Taylor Swift, the authentic person, has been fighting with Taylor Swift™. Only one of them can come out victorious. I think Taylor Swift™ is surrendering now, holding up a single finger in her final battle.
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2024.06.05 02:24 Nemo__404 Deathworlders Should Not Be Allowed To Date! [Ch. 37/??]

first
Luna VI query: Set the source to the leaked files of the first reconnaissance operation of Irisa.
As you wish!
Luna VI query: Narrate Nathans’s evening after saving Amara.
***
Taking a moment to stare at his trembling hands, Nathan tried—and failed—to remember a single moment in his life when he was in such a perilous situation.
There was that time in the Amazon Rainforest when his parents had called him worried from the other side of the world after seeing the news of flooding. But in that instance, he was well sheltered in a rough hut and getting food delivered to him by air.
Currently, however, he found himself fleeing from a war in an alien world. After hours of relentless running while carrying an injured princess, he now sat against a cold, oddly-shaped rock. The rock overhung to one side, sheltering half of his body, while his legs were left exposed with no ceiling above them.
This was especially bad because it had been raining nonstop for the past two hours.
Having water to drink and to clean Amara's wounds was more than enough to offset the discomfort caused by the freezing wetness afflicting his legs, and this would have been worse had he not rolled up his pants. But at this rate, even the unconscious princess occupying the best part of this natural shelter would eventually be affected by it, as little droplets were constantly finding their path to her with the help of the wind.
Unlike him, who had half his body exposed to the elements, Amara lay perpendicular to him, with her head resting near his waist; the rest of her body followed the somewhat straight line of the rock. So far, aside from a few droplets here and there, this natural shelter had not failed to keep her dry.
Of course, it was Nathan who had arranged her in this manner. He had removed his boots and covered them with what remained of his jacket, which he then folded into a pillow to ensure her head remained comfortably supported.
After that there were only three activities he performed, he drank water from the rain, he cleaned Amara's wounds, and not a single minute passed without him checking her breathing by placing his hand in front of her nostrils.
The only reason he refrained from attempting to check her temperature or her heartbeat was because whatever he found would be meaningless, fueling his bad thoughts as he would pointlessly try to interpret something he couldn’t decipher. Just as he was already doing with the patterns on her skin, which would change from time to time—sometimes the tiny black spots would be everywhere, and other times they would become scarce as if she were just blue.
Did that mean she was in pain? Was she uncomfortable? Maybe cold?
Even if one of his guesses were correct, there wouldn't be much he could do to help. This realization didn't make him feel any better; if anything, it left him distraught.
Still, when she began to toss and turn relentlessly, Nathan found himself unable to continue doing nothing. He pressed down on her below her neck, his other hand joining the side of her face for additional support to keep her in place.
At that moment, he saw her eyelids flutter and leaned in closer, looking for movement on her face. "Amara? Can you hear me?"
Her eyes snapped open, and for a moment he thought she would attack him. But she did nothing more than move her hands toward the wound on her forehead, which prompted him to grab her hand and stop her.
"Oh, no. Not allowed." Nathan said firmly. "The bleeding stopped minutes ago, you don't wanna start it again trust me."
The cut on her forehead was as big as his thumb, and before Nathan cleaned it, it had bled enough to soak chunks of her shoulder-length hair in red, as well as her face below.
Amara didn't try to resist and just took his advice, but moments later she started moving her head around, predictably wanting to know where she was.
He let go of her hand and stopped her head from moving, "Don't move too much, the height you fell from is no joke. This place is the best shelter I found when I stopped running because of the rain, but I'm sure I took us close to the valleys like you told me."
She closed her eyes again, raising the level of concern about her health, yet she didn't go back to sleep and said, "Your hands feel cold."
Nathan was holding her head from both sides, and he was not surprised she found them cold. He had been using them to get water from the rain most of the time he was in there after all.
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"My ears are ringing, my head hurts, and my bones..." Her hand moved very gently toward her wound and Nathan let her touch it this time. This happened at the same time that her tail pressed against her chest, which soon shifted to her trying to raise her legs. "I presume no bone is broken. How far away are we from the tree I jumped? Did you cover your footsteps on the way here?"
Nathan was caught unprepared for her questions. During the two hours he was there, not even once it occurred to him that covering his footsteps was important. He hadn't considered how far he had run either. Amara, on the other hand, thought about those questions soon after she came to. How could she go through so much so fast and not be affected?
"I was too busy to erase my steps," Nathan spoke defensively, ignoring her other question. "I was carrying you and all I could think of was not shaking your head too much. Even when I took a break all I could do was to look behind to check if we were not being followed."
He was mentally prepared to be scolded, but Amara only listened and said nothing for a few long seconds.
"The rain must have erased your trail." When she broke the silence, the blue on her skin had transitioned to gray. "You must regret taking me with you. I missed the shots, lost your gun, and you had to count on luck when you needed my assistance the most."
"To hell with that. I recovered the gun and I wouldn't have ever considered deceiving those guys without you." His reply was instant, but he lowered his tone when he realized he was about to touch a dangerous subject. "We're not perfect, but we make a good team. It's a pity we can never..."
Nathan didn't finish his sentence, leaving only the sound of the rain to complete it for him.
He was ready to be called a coward again, but Amara reacted differently. Instead of displaying any hint of anger or sadness, her tail wrapped around his wrist, and the only thing she did was pull his hand toward her cheek and rub her face against it just once. "Still holding that view, I see."
He tried to get a hint of her emotions, but Amara's skin had returned to blue. Right now, he had no idea what was going on in her mind, but for some reason, the vibe he was getting from her was not one of acceptance.
She let go of her arm, and she slowly shifted to a sitting position. Her movements were slow and they showed that she was feeling some pain. And yet she powered through it and placed his boots to the side, returning his jacket as she sat cross-legged on the ground.
"Wear your jacket and take a sit by my side, my dear friend."
He took a suspicious glance at her because of the unusual way she referred to him, but he still followed her suggestion, leaving the rain and joining her in the better half of the natural shelter.
Nathan feared she would try something, but Amara steered the focus of their conversation in a different direction. "We were pressed for time earlier, but now I want to share all the details of my plan with you. Though first, you need to tell me how much time has passed and how far away you took me."
"Huh, it's been a little over five hours since you fell from the tree. As for the distance..." The brain IO interface captured his intention and an extrapolation of the distance he ran appeared. "I ran no less than twenty-five kilometers down the mountain."
"This much should be more than enough for my brother to not even consider searching for us in this area." Amara's fingers were interlocked as her hands rested on her lap, giving Nathan the impression she was plotting something. "At least not until tomorrow morning, when we will have long since headed to the valleys."
"You want to travel at night?" He didn't know what to expect from this journey, except that it would be dangerous.
"All night and plenty more!"
"What?" He was shocked. "How far into the valleys do you want to go?"
"All the way through!" She showed a hint of yellow. "There is a weather station two mountains ahead. If we can get there, I will borrow their comms and contact the elders to arrange a ship for us."
"This would truly save us." He smiled but still asked an important question. "But how long do you think it will take for us to get there?"
She took her time thinking. "I have discussed this with my commanders before. The whole group would have taken fourteen days to get there through the dark forest. If we advance in a straight line through the valleys, and if we are alone, it should be no more than six days of traveling."
"Six days?" Only now did Nathan comprehend how crazy her plan was. "I mean, finding food and water might not be too hard with my drones, but six days is plenty of time to be spotted in an open space. And besides, didn't you say yourself that the valleys are dangerous?"
"There are three things that make the valleys dangerous: the direct radiation from above the lifeline, the vast herds of Oczoils, and the poisonous plants." She looked him in the eye. "Should we travel at night we reduce the chance of being spotted and avoid the radiation. I suppose your drones are capable of identifying dangerous plants. And the Oczoils... they are big and loud, we should be able to not cross paths with them if we are careful."
Amara's description made her plan sound doable—even including his drones, which she barely knew the depth of their capabilities—but Nathan did not doubt that six days of travel in such a dangerous place would never go according to the plan. Still, what other options did they have? Climb back the mountains and fight the army of hostile Irisians? That scared him much more than some plants, Oczoils, and a little bit of radiation.
"Alright, that sounds better than staying here and waiting for a miracle." He touched his chin and grumbled, "But I don't know if can walk the whole night. I'm tired already."
Her tail was swaying from side to side as her eyes wandered, seemingly paying little attention to him. "There should be some time before nightfall, and we will wait for the rain to cease. You should rest now, my dearest friend."
His eyes widened at being called a friend a second time in such a short time. This was unlike her.
Had she truly seen reason and given up pursuing a romantic relationship?
Or was she just playing hard to get in the hope that he would change his mind?
Nathan observed her for a while as she ignored him and went about some tasks. She drank water from the rain, then tried to see the reflection of her wound in a puddle.
After finishing her tasks, she returned to his side and wrapped her tail around his arm as if this was the most normal thing in the world, leaning against him as she asked, "Do you think Ryo and Elysira look good together?"
He raised an eyebrow, puzzled by her behavior and not by her question. This didn't look like she playing hard to get, nor did it look like she had given up. But what exactly was she doing?
It felt as if they were playing a game of chess and she had just made a move that he couldn't quite grasp, but it still raised his suspicion like a vague aura of purpose that was too elusive to pinpoint.
"They don't look bad or anything." Nathan struggled for words. "It's just hard to believe a guy like him would... do what he did, you know."
"I see, you are even afraid of using the proper word," Amara added in a playful tone. "Truly a coward."
Even though she had said the same thing as the previous night, her vibe was completely different, making him struggle for a reply.
"What about you, Amara?" In the absence of a comeback, Nathan tried to stir the focus of their conversation to her instead. "What did you think of seeing your former friend like that?"
"It was odd." The pacing of her speech slowed down. "Elysira used to be afraid of males. I fail to see how someone can change more in twenty days than in the entirety of the past twenty harvests."
That would be nearly ten years, and Nathan could see her point. But even though he could empathize with her, he was there when she had attacked Elysira in her ship, and he could see how such an event could change someone so deeply.
"Are you still angry at her?" He spoke his mind.
Amara glanced at his face, and he felt her grip tightening around his arm. Still, she kept staring at the rain for several seconds before she replied.
"I might forgive her." Her voice was heavy; her skin was gray. "She challenged me to a fight and I could let her win." She spoke fast as if this was something she had been itching to tell him. "This way my allies and my enemies will believe I forgave her because of my hurt ego, and not because I am too weak to punish betrayal."
That was a lot for him to take. And it also made him realize that maybe Amara was not playing any games with him. The truth might be much simpler than he had assumed—maybe she just needed a friend right now and nothing more.
"Why did you take so long to change your mind about her?" He got tired of relying solely on his bones to keep his body straight and leaned against the rock behind him.
She joined him, refusing to let go of his arm. "If I do not forgive her... I fear she might go away with him and never return."
Listening to the rain and seeing how close she was, Nathan had to use all his willpower to not wrap his arm around her, which might have resulted in a misunderstanding.
"She might go with him even if you forgive her."
She agreed, "She might."
With those two words, their conversation about Elysira died down as Amara struggled to find a comfortable position for her head, clumsily leaning either on his arm or the rock.
Nathan remembered when they talked by the bonfire, and for just an instant he felt like their friendship had somehow survived the awful sequence of night and morning, returning to square one as if the last few days had not happened.
"You should rest and regain your energy for the night. I can stay still and keep watch better than you humans." She said those words in a loud voice, but added a few more in a whisper, "Your arm could help me against the cold, or you are so heartless that you will let your friend suffer just because you are afraid of your feelings?"
He was flabbergasted.
"Do you want my jacket? " He asked.
"What do you think?" She focused on his eyes and added, just to soothe his fears, "My friend."
He remorsefully enveloped her with his arm, and her injured head finally found a good spot to rest on his chest.
Nathan had to admit, he was getting scared of this scheming princess. It seemed that she understood him on a much deeper level than he understood her.
He sighed, making up his mind that this was too little of a concern compared to all their troubles.
And it was just like this that several hours of fragmented sleep began with Amara being held in his arms. A feeling that they were closer than ever haunted his heart, which was being poisoned by the fear that this closeness was fated not to last.
***
This was an account based on Nathans’s evening after saving Amara. The previous narrative is based on the events of the twentieth day of the exploratory mission of Irisa. According to your current settings, no queries will be suggested.
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2024.06.05 02:15 The_Lord_of_Rabbits Pop culture inspired, original characters

Recently, some guy asked about an Avengers themed Squad he'd like to run and I had a lot of fun thinking about the Avengers traits and turning them into a grittier 40k version. So now I'm a bit addicted and would love to hear your ideas of pop characters turned 40k or perhaps even some cool conversions you did with that theme in mind.
For the Avengers I came up with this: Iron Man: Iron Man is a hyper intelligent, wealthy and slightly narcissistic character, that tries his best to protect his planet & his people from any major threats (though often and especially in his earlier days, beeing portrayed as having some serious drinking problems).
So how about a Necron Lord (a literal Iron Man, so to speak), who has been infected with the Flayer Virus and has therefore the urge to create suits of skin. In his core he is still a protector of (his) people, but his impulses don't always make him take the best actions for his Dynasty.
The Hulk: Bruce Banner and the Hulk are very much inspired by Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hide, so if you would really want to emphasise on the "two people in one body" aspect, some sort of possessed would be the easiest choice.
However, I would love 40k's Hulk to be an Ork Warboss. Orks get bigga and Betta the more Angria they get and fit the Hulk's personality brilliantly. Bruce Banner could be some lill Grot that is incredible smart and as long in control, as the Hulk doesn't get angry, at which point Banner Grot needs to hide.
Captain America: Patriotic Supersoldier that is often used as the Posterboy. An Ultramarine Primaris Lieutenant.
If you'd like to follow the Secret Empire story arc, which I adore, make him an Alpha Legion Lord, that is slowly infiltrating the Ultramarines from the inside out.
Thor: In the Marvel Comics, the chosen one, who is empowered by his mythology and wields a powerful weapon, only worthy people can use.
My safest bet would be a Chaos Lord or even Daemon Prince wielding a Daemon infused hammer which only obeys to him (or servants of the God he worships [probably Khorne]).
Hawkeye: An Eldar Exodite. Both are neat, but are also more often than not being forgotten by their creators.
What are your thoughts and twists on some iconic characters? Let's have some fun!
Edit: Feel free to go with your own favourite IP, though The Alien, Judge Dredd & anything in regards to Inquisitor Obiwan Sherlock Clousseau are perhaps a bit too obvious.
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2024.06.05 02:07 getmeoutofhere47 38 days sober thinking about when to start again

I’ve been sober for the past 38 days after drinking almost everyday for the past 8 years at the worst most recently finishing 2-3 handles of vodka a week drinking sun up to sun down. This past year I’ve taken a few short breaks all leading to severe withdrawals (shaking, vomiting everything that hit my stomach even water leading to dehydration, hallucinations, rapid heart rate, pins and needles throughout hands and legs, insomnia only sleeping for mins at a clip on the bathroom floor etc) the list goes on.. The last time before this 38 days sober had me thinking I was a goner and scared me enough into this break without a plan. I more or less am anticipating a “relapse” at some point with the hope of going back to a healthy relationship with drinking (Ik don’t listen to the demon) but I don’t necessarily want to live a sober life. Stopping has made it very clear what I was trying to drink away like keeping people in my life that I don’t necessarily like/love for the sake of not being alone and depression from moving away from home to a place I don’t like without people I wish were still around and just general hatred/annoyance with life as a whole. All changes and things that need to be further addressed and worked on. The whole time I’ve practically isolated myself from everyone and ended a few toxic relationships, started exercising regularly again, eating properly besides the sugar cravings earlier on, and picked up old hobbies I had stopped years ago all while having 3 cases of beer sitting in my house that doesn’t seem to bother me. My problem is I feel slightly worse mentally sober than I did while drinking. I’m typing this rant while walking my dog because todays the first day I’ve had the urge to drink and am probably going to stop at the liquor store for a bottle once I drop her off back home. I’m not even sure I want to drink it tonight because the thought of breaking the 38 days and resetting the sobriety app makes me feel kinda guilty but I don’t really plan on being sober forever and would like to just have it around for when that day comes wether it’s today, weeks, months, or years from now. Writing it out I hear how I’m gambling with myself and how which I do often, I’ve even flipped a coin multiple times for approval (all ironically landing in favor of getting the bottle lol). Not sure what advice I’m looking for if any at all but that’s where I’m at now for a cliff notes version, I hope everyone going through anything similar is happy and healthy. Good luck on whatever journey you’re all trying to achieve
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2024.06.05 02:04 swaldrin REQUEST: BIOS Update Error Help

REQUEST: BIOS Update Error Help
Hello GamingLaptops,
Last year I bought a Lenovo Legion 5 15ITH6H from a friend who knows a guy who works at Lenovo as a gaming tech dev or tester or something. The laptop has no external label or marking that lists a serial number. The computer has not had a clean boot performed since it was a work computer, it seems. It has Windows 11 enterprise on it and I can't activate it because there's an error message saying something about not being able to connect to the organization's activation server.
Windows Enterprise Activation Message
Despite there being no official device information on the exterior of the laptop, I did find the following information in Lenovo Vantage and System Information, though:
Lenovo Vantage Device Information
System Information\System Summary
System Information\System Summary\Components\Display
I am trying to update the BIOS per the available download here on Lenovo's site. This is when I get the error in the below screenshot - "Warning: New BIOS region (1000000h) does not match with current (C00000h)". I have been working with computers since I was 5 years old or thereabouts back when Windows 95 was my Dad's pride and joy. I'm pretty tech savvy in general. I have to admit I am completely out of my depth here and there are zero helpful google results when I search for this error verbatim with or without the region identifiers. Hell, I don't even know what a region is necessarily.
BIOS Region Error
What I need help with is this:
  1. Does anyone work for Lenovo or know someone who has who can verify the SN, PN, and BIOS version are indicative of an internal test unit? What things in the computer's settings can I check to prove this?
  2. Does it seem that I will never be able to update the BIOS on this machine? It seems to be many versions apart from the latest update for the same model laptop. I can only assume that something about the configuration is preventing updates from happening. Is there some way I can circumvent this? How would you go about clean booting this machine if you knew it had previously been used as a Lenovo test laptop? Is there some way to make these BIOS regions agree so that I can update the BIOS?
  3. Do you foresee any issues with trying to wipe this machine and start fresh with a copy of Windows 11 Home? Would you cut your losses and resell in order to own a machine that has a more... legitimate history of ownership?
Thanks!
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2024.06.05 02:03 sinan_k_03 Are those thought experiments of any use and how to deal with the problems they pose?

So, I never really did this before and I'm a layperson regarding philosophy, but I just came up with two thought experiments and I would be really thankful to hear an evaluation of
a) The thought experiments themselves (if they well-constructed or not, if they are of any use, etc. and what would nee to be changed in order to improve them.)
b) How to deal with the problems which are posed in them.
1) In the future, scientists will have figured out a method, with which they can easily and with complete certainty predict if someone ia going to commit a crime and what kind of crime it is. Now they find out that a person, lets say his name is John, is going to commit the crime of tax evasion. This information is passed on to an institution which is to judge about such cases. It convicts John, who has never actually commited a crime, but who will commit a crime according to a prediction which has never before produced wrong results, to a life sentence, which is the usual punishment for tax evasion in this future society. Should John be put in prison or not?
2) We live in a future society which is pretty similar to the one we live in right now, except for some developments which are not to spectacular. On major change has happened though: We have a method for healing cancer. This of course sounds great at first and could help to prevent innumerable deaths and great suffering. There is a hook though: The method was discovered by an extremely genius, yet also cruel man who kidnapped countless people, holds them captive on an Island and conducts atrocious and painful experiments with them. This is the way he found out about the cure. Now he is willing to share it with the world, but only under one condition: He wants US government to give him all the luxury he could ask for to make his life on the island similar to heaven. Either way, the government will accept the deal or not, he will continue to torture the captured people just for his enjoyment. There also no way to stop him, as he has, with his genius abilities, been able to construct an impermeable protection of his island and himself. Should the deal be accepted?
Thank you very much if you have read all this!
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2024.06.05 02:03 CRIDesignz Boss mad that I gave him a proposal for a women’s meet up group

I work in construction, and it is a bumpier road for women who want to grow, get promoted, or eventually advance in their careers. I had a couple of one off conversations with some female coworkers about “hey let’s meet up and share some experiences/ advice” this eventually led to, let’s invite all the girls in the office! Doing my due diligence I approached HR about hosting a meet up of women within our office to support, empower, and teach eachother how to navigate our industry. HR gave little feedback and said I should clear it with ownership and give them a proposal. So…I put together a proposal showing examples of topics, example of agendas and submitted it. I was really careful to make the topics about growth, and not about complaining. Three weeks later I get a random invite from a female coworker in leadership for coffee, she told me leadership was uncomfortable with the idea of the women’s group and suggested I do it outside of the office, I told her ok, and that I would squash the idea. One week later I’m in a room with HR and ownership getting accused of “circling the wagons” with the women and being yelled at for using the company letterhead on my proposal. I calmly reminded them that this was just a proposal and nothing was distrubuted, and that the purpose of this was to get their blessing, I also told them that the female coworker in leadership had already informed me of their decision. They told me it was not my job to go around asking women to talk about their grievances and that if I had a problem I should have discussed it with HR or redirected any women that expressed their frustrations to me, back to HR. I told them I didn’t have a problem, this was meant to be supportive and empowering and to help women share methods to find success with work/life balance.
It felt like a witch hunt, they would ask me questions over and over again in ways like” answer the question, why aren’t you answering the question!?” I felt really cornered, and no matter what I said it was twisted into something else. I was just trying to do something good, I went through all the proper channels, asked permission, but I was yelled at. I tried to remain professional and told them I understood they did not approve us meeting up and would not pursue the topic further. Later I heard one of my male bosses on the phone to the female coworker (that I met for coffee) saying “she accused you of ambushing her” which was absolutely not true. Now I’m sitting here wondering, was I really wrong? This is such a dramatic response for an idea that I’m shell shocked. What do I do now?
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2024.06.05 02:03 Various_Occasion_892 My psychiatrist told me to cut contact with my mom. I feel seen.

I am a woman, I am 21.
Today I had an appointment with my psychiatrist. She finally really helped me. I felt like someone saw the real me. It felt great !
5 months ago my mother revealed to me that the man who used to be my stepfather was also physically abusive to her. I didn't know this. It felt like the ground collapsed under my feet.
She decided to tell me this truth, a very important one and it shattered my version of reality to create a new one. For the better.
The thing is, my mother told me for about 10 years that I was the reason my family was dysfunctional, that I deserved the abuse my stepdad perpetuated on me and that I caused it. She never took my defense, she always stood by this man's side.
I used to be the only one to call out the problems in the family, to not tolerate any abusive behavior from this violent man, to defend every one of us and I never shut my mouth about what happened in the house. Of course because of this I was the target of all the abuse. Everyone then sided against me.
Every time the abuse doubled down I would called it out louder. By the way that's who I am mom, I know you don't like it, you are very wrong. I am bold, brave, I am a truth lover but you aren't able to see this, to see ME, to love me.
And this truth is liberating ! I feel like I'm not to blame anymore ! I feel relieved ! Because why would someone hit my mom if I was the problem ? Also she would never deserve that ! Even if she was herself one of my abuser (because she was enabling the abuse) I don't think she could deserve this. No one does.
I was never the problem. Nothing is wrong about me, my behavior or my personality. I am not a bad person. I am traumatized.
So mom: it took you 10 years for you to reveal this because YOU felt ready, because all that mattered was always you and what was important to your own survival, never mine ! Did I fucking exist in this ? Never I existed for you. I never existed for anyone !
It was always about you. Instead of defending me, you preferred to let me be suicidal; to watch me cut myself while calling me an attention seeker; to watch me overdosing again and again on meds until respiratory arrest without showing any emotion; to watch me hate myself; to put me out of the house and reject me from the family while you were all living without me like it was normal; to tell me to come back because you became the number one target; to tell lies to the psychiatrists and have me be secluded and restrained; to threaten suicide when I begged for help or change; and of course to slap me; to verbally abuse me; to neglect me emotionally; but most important to close your eyes, to go away every time this man was abusing me. You always chose the easy way out.
SO GO FUCK YOURSELF !
Now that my psychiatrist told me ''cut contact with your mother '' I will fucking do it !
You will be on your own, suffering all by yourself, getting eaten by remorse and loneliness, I know you dread it.
And it saddens me but it's the consequences of your actions. You do not deserve my presence, not even the three fantastic children you have, who you treated badly. I will be alone, with a mind at peace and you will be on your own.
So today when my psychiatrist told me this I felt seen, like someone finally understood what I was going through and how much it was difficult for me to put an end to relationship I wish was different. Because mom you will never be the mom I need you to be. Never ever. You won't change. I have understood that a long time ago already.
And since, even now, you aren't even capable of taking care of my lil' step brother I will do my best to protect him from your bullshit and also try to make sure my big sister is safe.
But now it is about time I protect myself and my loved ones and for this I have to say goodbye to you.
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2024.06.05 02:02 QuietAffectionate498 Typing help!

I don’t tend to show up to work looking well groomed, in spite of the fact that my appearance has been criticized in the past (not at work, but in middle and high school. I understand that this partly happened because I am a woman of color, however. People are harsher when asked to assess the appearance of a WOC, especially when she is darker. I have learned about colorism.) However, I do make an effort to be consistent in showing up and working the amount of hours I am supposed to work, in spite of the fact that I have sleeping issues.
I tried to make small talk with my coworkers today by talking about an interest of mine (reading.) I admitted that I don’t really know what I’m doing with my life, and that even though I think it’s healthiest to just go with the flow in regards to my career, I wish I had a better idea now of what I want to major in. I sent a coworker of mine a PDF of “the yellow wallpaper” after we discussed it.
I’m an educator, and have started making $19/hr this week as opposed to $17/hr, which is what I was making before (I have been working for nearly a year. I was supposed to receive a raise to $18/hr, but advocated for myself to ensure that I received more money than that - it was actually an abrupt decision made about two weeks ago, my decision to request a raise. I actually requested the input of my coworkers first, because I was stressed/overwhelmed when I learned that I’d have greater responsibility in regards to the care of a child who has different needs this summer. I have been caring for him in the afternoons since maybe January, and was given a greater role (now helping handle his diaper changes, am supposed to give his behavioral technician tips if she’d like some,) because I am supposedly good at it (I don’t think I’m terrible with him, but was partly upset when I felt/realized that I was perhaps not being fairly compensated because everyone knows working with this child isn’t always easy.) I now make $19/hr (I threw $20 out as the number I was aiming for, we agreed that if this month goes well I start making $20/hr afterward.) I am actually enjoying working over summer. I feel that it gives me something to do.
I have gained greater empathy for my older brother, who is returning to rehab today after having been kicked out of his most recent center. When I was a child, I would side with my father when he emotionally abused my older brother. As an adult, I understand that it is important to not enable him, though I have also come to understand that my parents are disgusting people who abused him as a child. I came along yesterday even though I was tired on our ride to the rehab center to try and ensure that he was supported (and that my father did not yell at or threaten him.) I tried to give him a chance to tell me his side of the story. I asked my parents to stop yelling at him. I have felt guilty about how he turned out for a long time, and find it important to give him the opportunity to share how he is feeling. Even though our parents aren’t open to the idea of him converting to the Muslim religion, I am fine with it (especially seeing as how I am an agnostic atheist) because he is an adult, and I think that it is his choice. I was “raised Christian” myself, though I stopped praying to God as I grew older because I’m not convinced that God makes sense. I don’t like the idea of someone being denied the opportunity to make a decision for themselves, which is what I feel my parents are trying to do. It’s something I really don’t like about my mother in general, actually, that she tries to force other people to believe what she believes. It’s a very irritating trait. I understand that my parents are mentally unwell and growing older, though I don’t sympathize with them because both are atrocious human beings. Abusive childhood or not, there is no excuse for them to have turned out the way they did, and I understand this.
I’m losing interest in television more recently, though I still like films. I was on season 3 of “Laverne and Shirley” (started it about three months ago, was really enjoying it) but after I stopped watching it consistently. I don’t dislike it (I actually think, even though I know it’s an unpopular opinion, that “Laverne and Shirley” is much better than “Happy Days.” And I am someone who tried hard to get into “Happy Days.” I just thought that “Happy Days” seemed forced and fake. I watched 11 episodes of the first season, one of the third season, and three of the second. It was too corny for my liking. I felt that “Laverne and Shirley” was actually quite funny, though I don’t feel like watching that, or any other tv show, now. I’ve been nineteen for nearly two months, so maybe I’m just getting older. I still really enjoy watching films, though - you don’t have to “stick” with them. That’s what I really struggle with. I struggle to “stick” with what I’m watching, especially whenever I’m actually busy. Same with reading (took me too long to finish “Carrie” by Stephen King. I was not reading it consistently. I am done with it now, but am thinking I’ll try reading short stories moving forward to ensure that I actually finish my books.)
I’ve arguably had a bad life since I was about 13-14 (bad family life, at least) but am still not idk incapable of being optimistic, or happy. I’d like to believe that I can figure things out for myself. However, I have not been taking care of myself (seeing my new doctor, getting a new therapist.) I’m more focused on my responsibilities right now.
I actually think that going to work today really helped me stop thinking so much about how sad my family situation actually is, though. It’s a good distraction. It’s like I said, it gives me something to do. I have depression, anxiety, and PTSD. I’m an ISFJ.
I’m uncertain about whether or not I want to see “Inside Out 2.” I have no friends to see it with, although I loved the first film when I saw it with my mother years ago. I’m hesitant to spend money, largely because I grew up low income and understand how important it is to save it. I’ve gotten into a mindset of “no use in seeing this film now, I can always watch it when someone is able to release a version of it online.”
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