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2009.07.01 19:23 mattbc Arlington, TX

Arlington, TX

2015.09.05 16:36 cowboy1015 celebrity snapchat

Discover the best celebrity snapchat usernames to follow. Discover Hollywood celebrities, musicians, TV personalities, social media stars, youtube stars, professional athletes, NBA players, NFL players, MLB players, and Football players.

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2012.04.09 03:37 NapoleonBonerparts The United States Football League (USFL)

Reddit's home for the United States Football League (USFL)! The USFL is back and better than ever! With backing from Fox Sports, we're sure to have a great time. Join us as we prepare for the 3rd season of the USFL in 2024!

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2024.06.05 14:20 Catra_Enthusiast Looking to trade my 2017 account

I have an old 2017 account which has some old collab stuff from star wars, nerf, spiderman, voltron and captain underpants and has a Joe Burrow outfit with helmet and uniform if you're an NFL fan too. I'm looking to trade for an account with a cute feminine avatar or one with enough robux to make one, if you want to make an account just to trade. I've attatched images as proof. Comment or dm if you're interested

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2024.06.05 12:26 guest_from_Europe a look at recetnly drafted WRs (2018-2022 drafts), how many stars are there, can teams replace WRs regularly with drafted ones

Recently WRs are getting large contract extensions after their rookie contracts. Some people think those are overpays, could be just replaced with rookie WRs. So i looked at 5 recent drafts to see how many WRs entered NFL in a period of a rookie contract (for first rounders or second rounders +1 franchise tag year). There are 32 teams, they need at least 64 good starting WRs. In these 5 drafts more than before WRs are getting drafted early: 21 in first round, 32 in second round. About 10 in a year. In 2015-2017 it was 7/year.
I looked at basic WR stats such as yards, TDs and weighted Approximate Value (wAV) of drafted WRs in order to divide them in groups: backups, WR2-types, weaker WR1-types (e.g. Ridley, Sutton, Higgins...), star WRs (paid a lot of money like Jefferson, A.J. Brown,...). I was mostly looking at top of the draft when WR3-type is not worth of a high draft pick.
In draft round 1 i counted:
38% busts, 9.6% WR2-types, 33.3% weaker WR1s, 19% stars.
In round 2: 62.5% backups and WR3s, 12.5% WR2s, 15.6% WR1s, 9.4% stars.
In later rounds (3-7) among many picks teams lucked into 2 stars, 3 WR1s, 8 WR2s.
Note: i was lenient with this, each player that was in-between groups i put a tier up. That's why paradoxically there are more WR1 than WR2. That's how teams pay them nowadays, anyway.
Conclusions:

there were 7 star WRs that will get huge contracts around $30M/year,
15 WR1s that now get around $20-25M
and 14 WR2-types.
that is 36 total WRs, supply is still not there for teams just to let WRs go after their rookie contract expires. If i narrowed it to 4 years, which is most of rookie contracts, it would be even less WRs available in drafts.
Someone might look at only first round, about 50% of picks were WR1-worthy. They are very cheap and save a lot of money to their teams. Unfortunately there aren't many more available in later rounds. Teams can't just draft more WRs, they would just pick worse players from later rounds.
there are on average 4 WR1 in a draft year and 1 of those is a fluke in later rounds

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2024.06.05 08:38 dav_oid Pop Culture Cults

It's pretty clear now that many pop culture fan groups are cults. Which ones have you noticed? These are mine:
Taylor Swift or Swifties BTS Harry Potter Tesla Elon Musk LGBT Trans Marvel Manga Star Wars Bridgergton Gaming LOTR Trump Andrew Tate Anti-Vax Crypto NFL NBA MLB AFL IPL
Some maybe just fandoms, but some have members who cross the line of appreciation into idolatry.

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2024.06.05 06:28 RaidenHuttbroker I have been harping that this show is going to be bad since it was announced and I must say…

This show has peaked my interest, like everything, it isn’t perfect but it’s not that bad…
Pros so far! Amanda Stenberg absolutely kills it with her role, Lee Jung-Jae I believe is my favorite part about this series, the writing of episode one I thought was really good. The director absolutely knows and utilizes source material, (I did learn that she was an avid fan of the previous expanded universe) but it is displayed very well her knowledge… I just hope she uses it so it doesn’t break the order of the Sith. Fighting choreography is actually really good, its own flavor if you will.
My cons so far: There were some parts in episode two’s writing that made me think of the Princess Leia chase scene in Obi wan, even my brother was like “wtf”. There was another unnecessary shirtless scene, (like the last Jedi) I don’t really understand why that’s needed in Star Wars for powerful characters. I feel like one of the characters in the show (I won’t say which one) is too bland or they’re trying too hard with him. Not sure the right word
Overall, the show is a fun one to watch so far. I look forward to episode 3 and beyond… my biggest hope is that it doesn’t break the order of the sith. Hoping to see Tenebrous or Plagueis if this is in their timeline

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2024.06.05 02:00 EvanRingler Why You Should Sell Jonathon Brooks

Brooks is currently valued at RB11 on KeepTradeCut, in a tier above players like James Cook, Isaiah Pacheco, Rachaad White, and Josh Jacobs. From my perspective, it is very likely that this price drops during the 2024 season.
Because today's dynasty market largely views RBs as year-to-year bets, it is imperative that Brooks produces as a rookie in order to maintain his dynasty value. I find it to be unlikely that Brooks is a strong producer this season, especially in the first half, for the reasons below.
Obviously the Panthers offense was horrible last year. They ranked dead last in points and total yards. Despite clearly improving this offseason (interior OL, WR, play-caller), the Panthers offense is likely to remain below average based on their QB play and overall lack of star-power. I'm not totally buying the "Dave Canales will fix Bryce Young" narrative, because Baker and Geno each had significantly better situations than Bryce, but I do expect the offense to be a bit more competent.
For Brooks to produce in a below-average offense, he better command a high workload. I also find this unlikely. Brooks tore his ACL in November of 2023 (thankfully just the ACL, not multi-ligament). Because the Panthers are rebuilding, they have no incentive to rush him back, give him a high workload, and risk re-injury to their franchise RB of the future. In addition, Chuba Hubbard and Miles Sanders are capable enough NFL RBs that can handle a workload. While neither player is particularly good, I expect both to be involved. I would not be surprised if Brooks has a higher workload towards the end of the year, but this should open up a buying opportunity.
In our season-long projections at PlayerProfiler, we currently have the Panthers projected to finish bottom 5 in both total yards and total TDs. We have Brooks projected for 11.1 PPG, which comes in at RB25. This is despite giving Brooks 196 carries, 39 targets, and 4.5 YPC, which seems a bit generous.
My argument boils down to this. The way I play dynasty, I do not want to hold top 12 RB dynasty value in a player who I'm not expecting to be a strong producer in 2024. I can replace his production at a much cheaper cost, while holding the dynasty value in a safer, more liquid space such as future draft picks.
Here are some trades that I would make to get out of the Brooks business. All of these trades are rated as Fair on KTC. I know KTC has it's flaws, but it's the best way to approximate market value in my opinion. Of course, your league market may vary.

Brooks for Late 2025 1st + Ray Davis
- Liquid pick is a great place to store value, and you get a rookie RB with huge contingent upside on top. Great trade to make on a rebuilding team. Also a trade that I would make if I had a strong contender with an elite RB room, as you can use that 1st in-season to patch holes that arise.
Brooks for Early 2025 2nd + Aaron Jones
- Great trade to make on a contending roster. Love Aaron Jones in Minnesota this year as the Vikings should run the ball a lot to make life easier for McCarthy. Leverage!
Brooks + Late 2025 3rd for Isaiah Pacheco + Late 2025 2nd
- Pacheco projects much better than Brooks in 2024 (and probably 2025), plus you get a legitimate pick upgrade. 2nds are much more useful trade pieces than 3rds.
Brooks + Early 2025 3rd for Nico Collins
- This is probably the most unlikely deal to actually get done, but I would view it as a huge win. Nico has a high value floor with his contract extension, and WRs are always easier to trade than RBs.
Brooks + Late 2025 2nd for Brandon Aiyuk
- Similar to the Nico trade, I think it's unlikely but would be a huge win.
Brooks + Late 2025 4th for Mid 2026 1st + Mid 2026 2nd
- In a total rebuild, I love trading for picks 2 years out from mediocre teams. It's very difficult to project these picks, which gives them a higher chance of ending up early. The team you target is very important of course.

Lastly, I will note that I like Brooks as a talent. He is the RB1 of the class, although Benson is right on his heels in my opinion. I would of course be interested in buying back in if/when the price drops. Given the draft capital investment, I expect Brooks to be a featured player for the Panthers in 2025 and beyond, although I'm pessimistic about the situation. He might end up being a Rachaad White type, which would be a fairly good outcome.
Let me know what you think of my take. Thanks for reading.

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2024.06.05 01:54 larsskynyrd79 [USA] [H] Consoles and games, GBC, GBA, DS, 2DS, NES, SNES, N64, GCN, Wii, Switch, PS1, PS2, XB1 [W] Zelle, Cashapp, Venmo

Shipping is $5 for one game. Shipping prices for consoles are based on weight.
Pictures of consoles: https://imgur.com/a/SF4NC7G
Pictures of accessories/peripherals: https://imgur.com/a/WmxexQq
Pictures of games: https://imgur.com/a/N37nd10
Consoles
Atomic Purple Gameboy Color - $65
Black GBA SP w/ charger - $85
Nintendo 2DS Electric Blue 2 (console only) - $80
Super Nintendo console w/ cords and controller - $85
SNES Jr. (console only) - $70
Charcoal N64 console w/ cords and controller - $75
Black Wii console w/ power cord, sensor bar, Wii remote, nunchuck - $40
PS1 console w/ cords and controller - $40
PS2 console w/ cords and controller - $85
Accessories / Peripherals
NES orange zapper - $9
N64 Ice Blue controller (2 available) - $35 ea.
N64 Atomic Purple controller - $20
N64 Transfer pak - $12
N64 Rumble pak - $15
N64 Memory pak - $3
GBA e-Reader w/ sealed Super Mario Advance 4 cards - $65
Sealed Mad Catz Gamecube extension cable - $15
Switch pro controller w/ box - $35
Gameboy
GBA e-Reader w/ sealed Super Mario Advance 4 cards - $65
Legend of Zelda Link's Awakening DX - $40
DS
Pokemon Black - $73
Animal Crossing Wild World - $20
NES
Orange zapper - $9
Mega Man 1 w/ manual - $115
Mega Man 2 - $28
Zelda II The Adventure of Link - $19
Silent Service - $1
Golf - $2
SNES
Donkey Kong Country - $18
Donkey Kong Country 2 - $18
Super Star Wars w/ box - $25
N64
Ice Blue controller (2 available) - $35 ea.
Atomic Purple controller - $20
Transfer pak - $12
Rumble pak - $15
Memory pak - $3
007 The World Is Not Enough - $15
Aero Gauge - $13
All-Star Baseball 2001 - $7
Automobili Lamborghini - $5
Buck Bumble - $25
Castlevania - $22
Cruis'n USA - $15
Diddy Kong Racing - $18
Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time - $30
Mission Impossible - $6
Nascar 99 - $2
NBA Showtime - $13
NFL Blitz 2000 - $19
NFL Quarterback Club 99 - $1
Nightmare Creatures - $17
Perfect Dark - $16
Pokemon Snap - $16
Rugrats Scavenger Hunt - $9
South Park - $19
South Park Rally - $33
Star Wars Episode I Racer - $8
Star Wars Rogue Squadron - $11
Star Wars Shadows of the Empire (PC) - $11
Star Fox 64 - $19
Super Mario 64 - $32
Toy Story 2 - $13
Turok 2 Seeds of Evil - $8
Turok Dinosaur Hunter - $12
Wave Race 64 - $11
Wipeout 64 - $8
Gamecube
Sealed Mad Catz Gamecube extension cable - $15
Wii
Guitar Hero 5 (CIB) - $20
Guitar Hero Warriors of Rock (CIB) - $25
Guitar Hero Metallica (display only variant, missing manual) - $35
New Super Mario Bros. Wii (disc, sleeve, and manual) - $24
Switch
Pro controller w/ box - $35
Paper Mario The Origami King (new but seal is slightly torn) - $35
PS2
Kingdom Hearts (CIB, GH) - $5
Xbox One
Kingdom Hearts III (CIB) - $3
Mega Man Legacy Collection 2 (CIB) - $7

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2024.06.05 00:42 Grouchy_Cricket_7387 my 50+ game list!

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2024.06.04 23:58 ebudd08 [US - UT][H] Sega Dreamcast, Saturn, Nintendo Wii(U), Switch, (3)DS, Game Boy (Color, Advance), NES, SNES, GameCube, Xbox (360), PlayStation (2, 3) -- Games, Consoles, Accessories [W] PayPal

Removed a few things that sold, added a couple duplicate Switch games. I'd really love to offload all this as it's just sitting in a tote in my garage and I hate it. Shipping is not included unless noted. Please offer on bundles, I'm really inclined to move as much of this stuff as I possibly can and will offer better deals the more you buy.
On everything $5 & under, consider it 3 for $10, 5 for $15, 20 for $50

Title	CIB/loose	Price/Notes
3 controllers	Loose	$20 each - 2 white OEM, one green Performance-branded
Memory card	Loose	$10 - Performance-brand
Centipede	Loose	$6 - Good condition
Chicken Run	CIB	$13 - Good condition
Crazy Taxi	CIB	$20 - Sega All Stars
Dave Mirra Freestyle BMX	CIB	$6 - Good condition
Disney’s Dinosaur	CIB	$13 - Good condition
Jeremy McGrath Supercross 2000	Loose	$8 - Good condition
NFL Blitz 2001	CIB	$35 - Good condition
Quake 3 Arena	CIB	$20 - Good condition
Resident Evil CODE Veronica	Loose	$20 - Includes both discs in a kind of broken jewel case thing
Sega Bass Fishing	CIB	$8 - Sega All Stars
Sega Smash Pack Volume 1	Loose	$10 - Includes case, no manual, decent condition
Shenmue	CIB	$30 - Cracked bottom of jewel case (the plastic piece)
SnoCross Championship Racing	CIB	$10 - Good condition
Tomb Raider: Chronicles	CIB	$18 - Good condition
Virtua Fighter 3tb	Loose	$15 - Good condition

All clean, but untested (I don't have a Saturn console)

Title	Notes	Price
Bootleg Sampler	Loose	$5
Iron Man X-O Manowar in Heavy Metal	Loose	$8
Sega Worldwide Soccer ‘97	Loose	$6
Tomb Raider	Loose	$12
Virtua Cop	Loose	$5
World Series Baseball ‘98	Loose	$6

Title	Console	Price/notes
Bandai Golf Pebble Beach Challenge	NES	$3
Days of Thunder	NES	$6
Double Dribble	NES	$6
Knight Rider	NES	$8 Pics
Side Pocket	NES	$6

Title	Console	Price/notes
MVP Baseball	SNES	$6
NBA Live 95	SNES	$6

2 SNS-001 Consoles For Parts/Not Working 2 For Parts/Not Working consoles that have been broken down, including one housing (has some chips/cracks), 2 motherboards, all components, however some are guaranteed to not work. The boards themselves may have additional issues beyond the removed chips, I have no way to test or check them. Neither of these motherboards work. Both of them were giving different graphical issues on the screen, so I thought I'd be clever and try to swap some chips around, but found out as I was doing it that I have no experience with it and was in way over my head. I do not know if there are working chips here to even create one working SNES, as far as I'm aware all of the graphics chips/etc. are bad. Pics here $35

Title	Console	Price/notes
A Bug's Life	GB	$5
All-Star Baseball 2000	GBC	$5
Tony Hawk's Pro Skater 3	GBC	$5 - Bad label
Demon Driver	GBA	$6
Rayman Advance	GBA	$6
Smuggler's Run	GBA	$4
Treasure Planet	GBA	$5
Winter X Games Snowboarding 2002	GBA	$3
World Tennis Stars	GBA	$3

Title	Console	Price/notes
Console Nintendo DS	NDS	$50 - Blue, no charger, great condition, working hinge
Barbie: Jet, Set & Style	NDS	$3 - Loose
Castlevania: Dawn of Sorrow	NDS	$22 - Loose, no label, authentic
Deal or No Deal	NDS	$4 - CIB
Games Around the World	NDS	$4 - CIB
Horsez	NDS	$4 - CIB
Imagine: Fashion Designer	NDS	$4 - CIB
Imagine: Fashion Stylist	NDS	$4 - CIB
Jeopardy	NDS	$5 - CIB
MahJong Quest	NDS	$4 - CIB
My Farm	NDS	$4 - CIB
Pictionary	NDS	$5 - Sealed
Winx Club Magical Fairy Party	NDS	$6 - CIB
Cooking Mama: Sweet Shop	3DS	$16 - CIB
Harvest Moon 3D: The Lost Valley	3DS	$16 - Loose

Title	Console	Price/notes
Accessory OEM Controller	Xbox	$10 - have 2, both model S for original Xbox, both have breakaway cables
Call of Duty 2: Big Red One	Xbox	$5
Gun	Xbox	$5
Juiced	Xbox	$6
Superman Returns	Xbox	$5
Unreal Championship 2: The Liandri Conflict	Xbox	$5
Call of Duty: Modern Warfare	360	$6
Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2	360	$6
Ghost Recon 2	360	$5
Guitar Hero 2	360	$8
Guitar Hero 3: Legends of Rock	360	$8
Guitar Hero 3: Legends of Rock	360	$8
Guitar Hero: Aerosmith	360	$12
MLB 2K9	360	$5
NBA 2K12	360	$5

Please note - most of these games are not complete - either missing manual, replacement case/cover art, or loose disc. Please check with me if you're curious.

Title	Console	Price/notes
Treasures of the Deep	PS1	$12 - CIB
Wargames: Defcon 1	PS1	$10 - CIB
Warhawk	PS1	$12 - CIB, longbox, not in great shape
American Chopper	PS2	$4 - CIB
Arctic Thunder	PS2	$6 - CIB
Cabela's Big Game Hunter 2005	PS2	$3 - CIB
Call of Duty: Finest Hour	PS2	$4 - CIB
Call of Duty: Finest Hour	PS2	$4 - CIB
Crash n' Burn	Ps2	$6 - CIB
Eragon	PS2	$4 - CIB
Flatout	PS2	$6 - CIB
Flatout	PS2	$5 - Loose
The Getaway	PS2	$6 - CIB
The Getaway	PS2	$4 - Loose
Gran Turismo 3	PS2	$5 - GH CIB
Guitar Hero 2	PS2	$4 - CIB
Hitman 2	PS2	$5 - CIB
IHRA Drag Racing 2	PS2	$3 - CIB
Kingdom Hearts 2	PS2	$5 - Loose
Madden 07	PS2	$3 - CIB
MX vs ATV	PS2	$3 - Loose
NAMCO Museum	PS2	$6 - GH CIB
NBA 2K9	PS2	$5 - CIB
PopCap Hits Vol. 1	PS2	$5 - CIB
Rise to Honor	PS2	$6 - CIB
Smuggler's Run	PS2	$6 - CIB
SOCOM 2	PS2	$5 - CIB
Splinter Cell	PS2	$4 - CIB
Starksy & Hutch	PS2	$5 - CIB
Strike Force Bowling	PS2	$4 - CIB
Tetris Worlds	PS2	$5 - CIB
Tiger Woods PGA Tour 2002	PS2	$2 - Loose
Tiger Woods PGA Tour 2005	PS2	$2 - Loose
Tiger Woods PGA Tour 2006	PS2	$2 - Loose
TOCA Race Driver 2	PS2	$6 - CIB
Trigger Man	PS2	$4 - CIB
World Championship Poker	PS2	$4 - CIB
Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3	PS3	$5 - CIB
Grand Theft Auto IV	PS3	$7 - Loose
Killzone 3	PS3	$5 - CIB
Mortal Kombat vs DC Universe	PS3	$7 - CIB
Rocksmith 2014	PS3	$8 - CIB
Skyrim	PS3	$4 - CIB
Sports Champions	PS3	$4 - CIB

Title	Console	Price/notes
The Price is Right	Wii	$4 - Loose
Wii Play	Wii	$5 - CIB
Wii Play	Wii	$5 - CIB
Skylanders	WiiU	$4 - Case
Skylanders	WiiU	$4 - Case
LEGO Dimensions	WiiU	$4 - Case

Title	Console	Price/notes
Just Dance 2020	Switch	$15
Super Mario Party	Switch	$30
Super Smash Bros Ultimate	Switch	$35 (cover art is beat up)
Zumba	Switch	$20

Thanks for looking!

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2024.06.04 22:04 ufo-uap Antonio Brown Requests Donald Trump To "Release The Aliens... Ufo Files"

Antonio Brown, a former NFL star and supporter of Donald Trump, humorously requested on social media for Trump to release alien, Area 51, and UFO files, garnering reactions that highlighted his ongoing support for Trump.

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2024.06.04 18:09 Markbro89 [US-NY][H] Console (New 3DS XL), Games (Genesis, Dreamcast, PS1, SNES, N64, Switch, 3DS) [W] Paypal

Sucessful Trades

Please Read First:

I do not sell Repros. I'm a collector and I only sell duplicate games I find.
Prices are firm for single items. Larger purchases may be negotiable.
Prices do not include shipping. I calculate exact shipping via USPS.

HAVE

Item	Details	Price	Console
~~New 3DS XL console - Metallic Black~~SOLD pics	Used, minor scuffs, original stylus, OEM charger	$200	3DS
	ver 11.13.0-45U, has digital games installed
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Predator 2	Cart w/rental sticker	$12	Genesis
Streets of Rage	Cart w/rental sticker	$12	Genesis
Super High Impact	Cart	$3	Genesis
Taz in Escape from Mars	Cart	$4	Genesis
Todd's Adventures in Slime World	CiB	$65	Genesis
Wacky Worlds Creativity Studio	Cart	$9	Genesis
---(All Genesis games listed above)---	Bundle discount	$94
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Alien Front Online	CiB	$29	Dreamcast
Atari Anniversary Edition	CiB	$12	Dreamcast
Biohazard Code: Veronica LE(Japan import)	CiB	$24	Dreamcast
Championship Surfer	CiB	$7	Dreamcast
Midway's Greatest Arcade Hits Vol 1	CiB	$15	Dreamcast
Ms Pac-Man Maze Madness	CiB	$19	Dreamcast
Pier Solar	CiB	$75	Dreamcast
Quake III Arena	Missing Manual	$15	Dreamcast
Re-Volt	CiB	$28	Dreamcast
Seaman	CiB (no mic)	$57	Dreamcast
Sega GT	CiB	$12	Dreamcast
Tech Romancer	CiB	$197	Dreamcast
Tennis 2K2 pics	CiB	$13	Dreamcast
---(All Dreamcast games listed above)---	Bundle discount	$452
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Asteroids	CiB	$5	PS1
Air Combat	CiB	$11	PS1
Beast Wars: Transformers	CiB	$30	PS1
Bloody Roar	CiB	$58	PS1
Contra: Legacy of War	CiB	$19	PS1
Cool Boarders 3	CiB	$7	PS1
Fade to Black	CiB	$12	PS1
The Final Round	CiB	$3	PS1
Jeremy McGrath Supercross '96	CiB	$4	PS1
Madden 2000	CiB	$3	PS1
Moto Racer	CiB	$4	PS1
Nascar 98	No manual	$1	PS1
Nascar 98	CiB	$4	PS1
NBA Live 2000	No manual	$1	PS1
NFL Full Contact	CiB	$3	PS1
NHL Faceoff	CiB	$3	PS1
NHL Faceoff 97	CiB	$3	PS1
ODT Demo	CiB	$3	PS1
Pizza Hut Demo disc 1	CiB	$3	PS1
Playstation Interactive Demo 6	CiB	$3	PS1
Star Fighter	CiB	$6	PS1
Street Fighter Alpha 2	CiB	$44	PS1
Test Drive Off-Road	CiB	$3	PS1
ToysRus Demo Disc	CiB	$3	PS1
Triple Play 97	CiB	$3	PS1
Triple Play 98	CiB	$3	PS1
Triple Play 99	CiB	$3	PS1
---(All Playstation games listed above)---	Bundle discount	$200
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Megaman X	Cart	$28	SNES
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~~The Legend of Zelda Ocarina of Time~~SOLD pics	Cart	$34	N64
Pokemon Snap	Cart	$20	N64
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Animal Crossing: New Leaf	case only	$5	3DS
Story of Seasons: Trio of Towns	CiB	$30	3DS
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Animal Crossing: New Horizons	case only	$6	Switch
Luigi's Mansion 3	case only	$6	Switch
Monster Hunter Generations Ultimate	case only	$6	Switch
Monster Hunter Rise	case only	$6	Switch
Rune Factory 4 Special	CiB	$20	Switch
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WANT

Paypal
My Sucessful Trades Thread

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2024.06.04 17:25 DoubleDam00021 [US] [H] Nintendo, Zelda, Sega, Contra, Playstation, DS, 3DS, Mega Man, Xbox, ETC [W] List/Offers

HAVE
NES
Black Bass (loose)
Contra (loose)
Journey to Silius (loose)
Mega Man 3 (loose)
Spy vs Spy (loose)
Wolverine (loose)
SNES
Contra III (loose)
ESPN Speed World (loose)
GP-1 Part II (loose)
Knights of the Round (loose)
Samurai Shodown (loose) label is in really bad shape
Spiderman Xmen Arcade Revenge (loose)
Top Gear 3000 (loose)
Troy Aikman NFL Football (loose)
Vegas Stake (loose)
GAMEBOY
Arcade Classic: Galaga and Galaxian (loose)
Kirby's Block Ball (loose)
Legend of River King (loose)
Tom and Jerry Frantic Antics (loose)
GAMEBOY ADVANCE
Lilo and Stitch 2 (loose)
Medabots: Metabee Version (loose)
Shaman King Master of Spirits (loose) no label
Van Helsing (loose)
Genesis
Castlevania: Bloodlines (loose)
PS1
Darkstalkers 3 (CIB)
Final Fantasy VII (no manual)
Jersey Devil (CIB)
Medievil (CIB)
Mega Man X6 (loose)
NBA Live 09 (loose)
Rampage World Tour (CIB)
Spyro Ripto’s Rage (CIB)
Time Crisis (CIB)
N64
Gauntlet Legends (loose)
Killer Instinct Gold (loose)
Starcraft 64 (loose) HARD TRADE
Snowboard Kids (loose)
Wave Race 64 (loose)
Zelda Majoras Mask (loose)
Zelda Ocarina of Time “Collector’s Edition” (loose) HARD TRADE
SATURN
Virtua Racing (loose w/manual)
PS2
.hack: Infection (CIB)
.hack GU Reminisce (CIB)
Cabelas Monster Bass (missing manual)
Chicken Little (CIB)
Dance Dance Revolution X (CIB)
Dancing with the Stars (CIB)
Devil May Cry (Greatest Hits) (CIB)
Devil May Cry 3 (CIB)
Fantavision (CIB)
Guitar Hero 3 Legends of Rock (CIB)
Lord of the Rings: Return of the King (CIB)
Lord of the Rings: The Third Age (missing manual)
Mary Kate and Ashley Sweet 16 Licensed to Drive (CIB)
Mega Man X7 (CIB)
Mobile Suit Gundam: Journey to Jaburo (missing manual)
NFL Gameday 2003 (CIB)
Rockband Track Pack Volume 1 and 2 (CIB)
Smackdown vs Raw 2008 (CIB)
The Plan (CIB)
XBOX
Ghost Recon: Island Thunder (CIB)
Tony Hawk Underground 2 (loose)
GAMECUBE
Need for Speed Hot Pursuit 2 (CIB)
Rampage Total Destruction (loose)
Zelda Wind Waker "Player's Choice" (CIB)
DS
ATV/Monster Truck Mayhem (CIB)
Fullmetal Alchemist: Dual Sympathy (loose)
Lego Batman (loose)
New Super Mario Bros (missing manual)
Rune Factory 3 (CIB)
Shaun White Snowboarding (CIB)
Space Invaders Extreme (loose)
Wreak it Ralph (CIB)
Wii
Just Dance 3 (CIB)
Kidz Sports: Ice Hockey (CIB)
Punch Out (CIB)
Ultimate Band (CIB)
3DS
Ever Oasis (SEALED)
Scribblenauts Unlimited (loose)
Shin Megami Tensei: IV Apocalypse "Launch Edition" (SEALED)
Star Fox 64 (CIB)
PS3
Call of Duty: MW3 (CIB)
NBA 09: The Inside (CIB)
Persona 5 (SEALED)
Ratchet and Clank Future: Tools of Destruction (CIB)
Xbox 360
Spider-Man: Shattered Dimensions (CIB)
VITA
7'scarlet (CIB)
Code Realize: Guardian of Rebirth (CIB)
Code Realize: Future Blessings (CIB)
Freedom Wars (CIB)
Grand Kingdom (CIB)
Psychedelica of the Ashen Hawk (CIB)
Psychedelica of the Black Butterfly (CIB)
PS4
Digimon Story Cyber Sleuth (SEALED)
Digimon Story: Cyber Sleuth Hackers Memory (SEALED)
Digimon World: Next Order (SEALED)
Dragon's Crown Pro "Battle-Hardened Edition" (SEALED)
Elden Ring (SEALED)
Mortal Kombat 11 "Premium Edition" (CIB)
Naruto Shippuden: Ultimate Ninja Storm 4 (CIB)
Skyrim "Special Edition" (CIB)
Street Fighter V (CIB)
Sword Art Online: Lost Song (SEALED)
Sword Art Online: Hollow Realization (SEALED)
Tales of Berseria (SEALED)
XBOX ONE
Destiny 2 (CIB)
Destiny: Taken King Legendary Edition (CIB)
Destiny the Collection (CIB)
Division (loose)
NBA 2K20 (CIB)
Plants vs Zombies: Garden Warfare 2 {Deluxe Edition} (CIB)
State of Decay Year One (loose)
Tiny Tina's Wonderlands (SEALED)
Wreckfest (CIB)
SWITCH
Catan (SEALED)
Digimon Survive (CIB)
Fire Emblem Engage (SEALED)
Harvest Moon: Light of Hope "Special Edition" (SEALED)
Illusion Island (SEALED)
No Man's Sky (SEALED)
Octopath Traveller II (SEALED)
SNK Heronies: Tag Team Frenzy (CIB)
Snow Runner (SEALED)
Story of Seasons: A Wonderful Life (SEALED)
Super Mario Party (CIB)
PS5
Diablo IV (SEALED)
Horizon Dawn Forbidden West (Digital code) - would love to swap just for physical edition
Spiderman 2 (Digital Code) - would love to swap just for physical edition
Cases/Manuals
Mario and Sonic London - Case/Manual (3DS)
Barbie dream house - Case/Manual (DS)
Lego Marvel universe in peril- Case/Manual (DS)
Pokemon Moon - Case/Manual (3DS)
New Super Mario Bros 2 - Case/Manual (3DS)
Narnia - Case/Manual (DS)
Power Rangers Samurai- Case/Manual (DS)
Wipeout the game - Case/Manual (DS)
Digimon World Dusk - Case (DS)
Mario hoops 3 on 3 - Case (DS)
Call of Duty MW3 - Case (DS)
Brave - Case (DS)
Monster High Ghoul Spirt - Case (DS)
WANT
Mega Man Boxes/Manuals
GameCube games
Playstation 1 games
Clock Tower 2
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2024.06.04 16:16 Saar13 Paramount is seeking a new deep streaming partner. Is it time for Apple to take this step?

This morning Paramount held its annual shareholder meeting and the new leadership essentially put Paramount+ “for sale.” See the story below:

Paramount Global is “working on exploring options with both [subscription video-on-demand] players and the leading technology platforms with the goal of forming a joint venture or a long-term strategic partnership to maximize our momentum and take advantage of our combined strengths,” McCarthy said. Such partnerships would not be “marketing bundles” but would be “a deep and expansive relationship.”

Paramount is in trouble, as everyone knows, and the M&A deals have not moved forward. If any deal moves forward, it will likely be with David Ellison's Skydance, which has relationships with Apple. Whatever the leadership, Paramount+ will be discontinued. At this point, Apple failed to acquire subscribers and keep them on the platform (recent data shows that TV+ has the highest percentage of churn among major streaming companies, along with Peacock). Any media analyst says that Apple TV+ needs content.
But Apple isn't going to buy a studio and deal with linear channels, a vast library that doesn't matter, and more scrutiny from the DOJ. But a deep partnership, like Paramount wants, for streaming, would be the best thing Apple could do. This type of partnership would make a lot of content original/exclusive to Apple. Think about the impact of Taylor Sheridan's shows on Apple TV+ (Major of Kingstown, Tulsa King, Lioness and the new, all-star Landman) on a male audience that Apple doesn't have. Think about the impact of the Star Trek franchise, which ended Paramount+'s main shows and could be revived with Apple. Paramount also has several sports content from CBS Sports that is also distributed on streaming, including NFL and UEFA Champions League.
Apple isn't going to buy Paramount and I don't think they want all of their content, but this “deep partnership” that Paramount is seeking for streaming is definitely what Apple TV+ needs.

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2024.06.04 16:15 maximusaemilius Empyrean Iris: 2-191 Lies (by Charlie Star)

FYI, this is a story COLLECTION. Lots of standalones technically. So, you can basically start to read at any chapter, no pre-read of the other chapters needed technically (other than maybe getting better descriptions of characters than: Adam Vir=human, Krill=antlike alien, Sunny=tall alien, Conn=telepathic alien). The numbers are (mostly) only for organization of posts and continuity.
OC Written by Charlie Stastarrfallknightrise,
Typed up and then posted here by me.
Proofreading and language check for some chapters by u/Finbar9800 u/BakeGullible9975 u/Didnotseemecomein and u/medium_jock
Future Lore and fact check done by me.
Time for some more scientific reports!
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From the Journal of Xenobiology
By Prof. Dr. Dr. Krill
The Commonality of Verbal Deception in humans
There is one truth I think universal when it comes to humans, a truth which cannot be denied, and that I will seek to explain here in the most obvious of terms. This truth is a reality of humans... Its that you are all BIG-FAT-LIARS, and the open committee for the publication of professional literature can suck my ass if they think I won't be using such language, because this fact NEEDS to be known. Humans lie about EVERYTHING, in fact, I am under the distinct opinion that if humans were stop lying to each other out of the blue one day then the whole of society would collapse around them.
Let me first iterate the number of large things that humans lie about, which are common in other species too. Don't make the mistake that I am assuming only humans lie, for that is not true. In fact, the Tesraki and the Rundi are quite accomplished at it, though they tend to deploy these measures in different ways. First of all, humans lie a lot when it comes to politics and diplomatic relations. They lie to those people and aliens of other nations, and they lie to their own people. Humans, in general, tend to have moral philosophies that guide them, so politicians and economists often use tactics of lying to convince the people that they have the moral high ground. If most people knew the sort of duplicitous things politicians and lawmakers do to keep their people in check, it would likely start some sort of revolution. In fact, I believe that in order to run a human society, a nation often has to do things that are morally corrupt in the eyes of its citizens to keep those citizens safe, but the important thing is that the average human does not understand what it takes to play sch a dangerous game with other nations that do not have their moral beliefs, so their collective governments must keep them in the dark about certain situations in order to keep up the pretense of the moral high ground to satisfy the people that it protects.
Now certain groups like the Rundi or the Burg might argue that this seems like a rational and even honorable strategy. Leaders are to bear the weight of horrible actions so as not to allow the common citizen to be soiled by that knowledge.
But let's be honest here, we are talking about politicians, and by nature they are duplicitous greedy and narcissistic. Show me a politician and I will show you someone who is evading taxes, paying for high end escorts with black credit cards on government funding while also paying hush money to the media to keep all of that quiet. The best job in the world is to be a politician, so you can pit the lower factions of humanity against each other and watch them fight in a pitched moral piss fight against each other, knowing all along that all sides are corrupt and the only people who are winning are the politicians. In the end no one has won, and everyone is covered in piss.
No I will not attempt to "remove my biases from this paper” I am right and someone needs to say it, if you have a problem with that you can take it up with the department of “I don't give a shit what you think, I know what I am doing, so back off” and yes that is a very specific department, and no I am not kidding when I say we have that department on the ship. At this point it only seems weird that we should need such a specific department since it seems to happen so often. Now of course I only mention these lies to familiarize you with the sort of fabrications that are common between all species.
Now when it comes to humans, the lying is systemic, common, and required.
As a social species, lying has been incorporated into every aspect of their social and cultural behavior. Humans lie to their coworkers, to strangers, to family, to friends, and even their own partners. If you ask a human how much time they have in a week to do a task, they will definitely lie to you. You see for a human if they give you times, if they are open then they will feel obligated to do you a favor at those times even if they don't want to do it, so in fact, most humans will omit many hours out of those times to still give themselves free time to not do what you want them to do.
You know because it is just too damn hard to look someone in the face and go: “actually I really don't want to do that, you better find someone else who is willing”. Humans have been conditioned to lie about everything to spare the feelings of others. Humans will lie about their opinions on literally anything to avoid disagreeing with other humans. At any point a human could be anywhere on the political spectrum based on the people they are around simply because they are lying to avoid getting into an argument. Humans cannot seem to have differing opinions without it turning into an argument, so to avoid this a lot of them will just straight up lie to your face.
Humans greet each other with lies, if you ask a human how they are, then there are many cultures of humans who feel obligated to respond that they are doing well when in all reality they are dying inside. A human may not show their feelings for fear of upsetting others or making others worry about them, so they will pretend to be ok. A human will even lie to their own detriment. Many humans will lie and pretend to like they like a certain food when they actually don't. A human might eat an entire meal they desperately wish to regurgitate just to avoid hurting someone's feelings especially if that person is older or a family member might be offended by the refusal of food.
The human social system is structured around behaviors that are considered polite and those that are not, and many humans lie to keep inside these social constraints. As seen above, it is considered rude to refuse the offer of food and especially rude to tell someone that their food is not good, so a human might ingest something that is arguably not good in order to save face with the human who has done the bad cooking. In more liberal terms, a human will risk FOOD POISONING in order not to offend someone. A human will literally allow themselves to become physically ill to avoid offending another human. This behavior could potentially get them killed, but no, instead of saying “I am sorry your food is shit and I fear for the safety of my bowels, they will allow themselves to get sick”.
Of course there are ways round this that mitigate the offence. Despite its moral ambiguity, some humans will resort to lying about fabricated illness in order to avoid eating foods they do not wish to eat. For instance, if a human is given food they don't like, they may resort to telling that person that they have an allergy to an ingredient in the meal, this allows for no offence on the part of either party. This is like saying, I promise it isn't your cooking, I am sure your food is good, but my body just can't handle the ingredients you used.
And sure, this may seem fine in the moment, but it is a like that they might have to keep up constantly around that person in order for it to be believed. This always gives the potential hazard of being found out in lie, offending the person even more and dealing with even greater reprehensible social backlash.
It is extremely common for humans to lie and pretend to like people they don't actually enjoy. For some reason it seems common for people with a garbage sese of human to end up as managers over other humans. In order to keep their hierarchy appeased, humans lower on the social totem pole will be forced to laugh at jokes that are arguably very horrible. Humans will fake good relationships with their parents, family members, siblings, and friends for any number of reasons.
In all truth, humans cannot be trusted in social matters to be honest about who they like and dislike. For instance, if you work with humans, there is probably a human coworker of yours who wishes nothing more than to take your head in their hand like a softball and pound your face into the concrete with all the malice and violence that can be attributed to their species. If a human doesn't like you, it will probably take a very strong dislike for them to ever actually admit it to their face. It is perfectly acceptable in human circles to talk about political figures or celebrities rather openly, but close acquaintances or coworkers are off limits. Often humans will congregate with other likeminded humans in order to talk about other people that they all don't like. The only way to know that a human actually wants to spend time with you is if they actively seek you out in order to spend time with you... This is assuming the human doesn't consider you abnormally rich or good looking in which case these rules go out the window.
It is even more common for humans to lie to their potential mates. There is no end of duplicitous ways that humans work to convince other humans that they are attractive, and worth being interested in. Some humans will lie about their jobs or the amount of money they make to attract someone, though these lies are often found out quickly. Humans will even augment tier bodies to appear more attractive through many creative means, which may not be a verbal kind of lie, but can be considered a fabrication.
In general, though humans will, mostly commonly commit small lies, they even have a term for this called a white lie, which supposedly has no real social impact other than to save the feelings of the other person. For instance, if a human partner has asked whether they look like they have gained weight, and they objectively have, a human might lie and say no in order to save the feelings of the human they consider their mate. They may pretend to like things they have no feelings for, profess to liking a new haircut or clothing style that they actually find attractive or may even pretend to be ok with maladaptive behaviors their partner exhibits.
As mentioned earlier a human may shoulder excruciating social pain and lie about it in order to keep the peace between different factions of humans. No human has likely ever gone a day without lying in some way or another.
The very fabric of human society is held together with lies. Lies are what keep the humans from attacking each other for their own honor. Lies keep families together and spouses in love. Lies run the government, and lies support business. Leis can be found in every workplace and every location around the globe. Lies fall from the mouths of innocent children and lies will forever be taken into the stars. Never has there been a moment where a human wasn't somehow lying in some way.
Wherever humans go there will always be lies.
And you know what the worst part is, you know because we are talking about humans and humans always have something worse going on. Humans can never just stop somewhere up to kind of bad or pretty average, they always have to go all the way to the worst part.
The worst part is… the very worst part is that humans lie to THEMSELVES.
Yes, you heard it here folks’ humans are no more proficient at lying as when they are lying to themselves. Despite being in their own head and reading their own minds humans are so good at lying that they can lie to the people they know best in the world. Imagine if I could one day wake up and convince myself I am the most amazing person on the face of the planet. Because humans can just do that. You can have useless people convince themselves that they are amazing, and you can have amazing people convince themselves that they are worthless. You can have people dupe themselves into thinking they are in love and you can have others dupe themselves into thinking that they are not.
And NO I WILL not LIE and promise to FiX mY AcAdEmIc writing. I know for a fact, that my papers are read by MORE people throughout the galaxy than ANYONE else, so statistically I am doing something right, and you can EAT ME if you have a problem.
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Thanks for reading! As you saw in the title, this is a cross posted story written by starrfallknightrise and I'll just upload some of it here for you guys, if you are interested and want to read ahead, the original story-collection can be found on tumblr or wattpad to read for free. (link above this text under "OC:..." ) It is the Empyrean Iris story collection by starfallknightrise. Also, if you want to know more about the story collection i made an intro post about it, so feel free to check that out to see what other great characters to look forward to! (Link also above this text). I have no affiliations to the author; just thought I’d share some of the great stories you might enjoy a lot!
Obviously, I have Charlie’s permission to post this and for the people already knowing the stories, or starting to read them: If you follow the link and check out the story you will see some differences. I made some small (non-artistic) changes, mainly correcting writing mistakes, pronoun correction and some small additional info here and there of things which were not thought of/forgotten or even were added/changed in later stories (like the “USS->UNSC” prefix of Stabby, Chalar=/->Sunny etc). As well as some "biggemajor" changes in descriptions and info’s for the same stringency/continuity reason. That can be explained by the story collection being, well a story collection at the start with many standalone-stories just starring the same people, but later on it gets more to a stringent storyline with backstories and throwbacks. (For example Adam Vir has some HEAVY scars over his body, following his bones, which were not really talked about up till half the collection, where it says it covers his whole body and you find out via backflash that he had them the whole time and how he got them, they just weren't mentioned before. However, I would think a doctor would at least see these scars before that, especially since he gets analyzed, treated and goes shirtless/in T-shirts in some stories). So TLDR: Writing and some descriptions are slightly changed, with full OK from the author, since he himself did not bother to correct these things before.

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2024.06.04 15:33 Silver_Harvest [NFL.com] Bears, Eagles, Steelers among nine most improved teams ahead of 2024 NFL season

https://www.nfl.com/news/bears-eagles-steelers-among-nine-most-improved-teams-ahead-of-2024-nfl-season
We're nearing the final month of the offseason, so it's a good time to start thinking about where things stand around the NFL. There's been the annual free agency frenzy, all the hype surrounding the draft and the next items to follow will be the post-June 1 cost-saving cuts. We have enough information to start making some decent evaluations. It's not hard to see which teams have done the best job of improving themselves over the past few months.
This piece will focus on exactly that -- the teams that have enhanced their chances for success this coming fall with their offseason decisions. That doesn't mean all these squads will end up in the playoffs, because some need a little more seasoning. This is mainly an attempt to identify those teams that should be markedly better in 2024 after the moves they've made. They're heading in the right direction, which should result in more satisfying results.
So here are the nine most improved teams of this offseason. I could've listed 10 but we must leave some room for more livelier debate.
1 The Bears came into this offseason with high expectations and they delivered in all ways possible. They traded quarterback Justin Fields to Pittsburgh instead of giving him one more year to prove himself. They added more veteran help on offense -- running back D’Andre Swift , wide receiver Keenan Allen and tight end Gerald Everett -- and signed blossoming star cornerback Jaylon Johnson to an extension. Of course, the home run came in the draft. By taking quarterback Caleb Williams first overall and wide receiver Rome Odunze eight picks later, the Bears now have an offense that could become the most exciting in franchise history. This is a team that saw its defense grow considerably in the second half of last season. If Williams can make an immediate impact -- which he needs to do -- the playoffs are a real possibility for this bunch.

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2024.06.04 10:39 Edwardthecrazyman Hiraeth Muramasa

She was round, heavy, soft, naked, and lay in a single size bed; the glow of the monitor was the only thing that lit the dark room—there were no windows and a single overhead vent circulated fresh air through the little bedroom. The young woman lifted her arms, so they stood out from her shoulders like two sticks directly towards the ceiling vent; she squinched her face as she extended her arms out and a singular loud pop resonated from her left elbow. Though she lingered in bed and yawned and tossed the yellowy sheets around, so they twisted around her legs ropelike, she’d not just awoken; Pixie remained conscious the entire night. Her stringy unwashed hair—shoulder length—clumped around her head in tangles. Pixie reached out for the metallic nightstand and in reaching blindly while she yawned again, her fingers traced the flat surface of the wall. She angled up and the sheets fell from around her bare midsection.
Hairs knottily protested, snagging as the brush passed over her head. Pixie returned to her back with a flop, continued to hold the brush handle in her left fist, stared absently at the ceiling vent; a light breeze passed through the room, a draft created by the vent and the miniscule space at the base of the door on the wall by the foot of the bed. Her eyes traced the outline of the closed door; the whole place was ghostly with only the light of the monitor as it flickered muted cartoons—the screen was mounted to the high corner adjacent the door and its colored lights occasionally illuminated far peripheries of the space.
Poor paper was tacked around open spaces of the walls with poorer imitations of manga stylings. Bulbously oblong-eyed characters stared down at her from all angles. Spaces not filled by those doodles were pictures, paintings, still images of Japanese iconography: bonsai, samurai, Shinto temples, yokai, so on, so on.
Pixie chewed her bottom lip, nibbled the skin she’d torn from there. The monitor’s screen displayed deep, colorful anime.
“Kohai, Noise on,” she said.
The monitor beeped once in response then its small speaker filled the room with jazz-funk-blues.
“Three, two, one,” Pixie whispered in unison with the words which spilled from the speaker.
Being twenty years old, she was limber enough to contort her upper half from the bed, hang from its edge so the edge held at her lower back; she wobbled up and down until she heard a series of cracks resonate. Pixie groaned in satisfaction and returned properly onto the bed.
The monitor, in its low left corner showed: 6:47. Pixie sighed.
As if by sudden possession, she launched from the mattress onto the little space afforded to the open floor and stood there and untangled herself from where the sheets had coiled around her legs. She then squatted by the bed, rear pressed against the nightstand, and withdrew a drawer from under her bed. Stowed there were a series of clothing items and she dressed herself in eccentric blue, flowy pants with an inner cord belt. For her top, she donned a worn and thinly translucent stained white t-shirt. By the door, beneath the monitor on the floor were a pair of slide-on leather shoes and she stepped into them.
Pixie whipped open the door and slammed her cheek to the threshold’s frame to speak to the monitor. “Kohai, off.”
The room went totally dark as she gently shut and locked the door.
She stood in a narrow, white-painted brick hallway with electric sconces lining the walls, each of those urine-yellow lights coated the white walls in their glow; Pixie’s own personal pallor took on the lights’ hue.
With her thumbs hooked onto the pockets of her pants, she moseyed without hurry down the hall towards a zippering staircase; there were floors above and floors below and she took the series leading down until she met the place where there were no more stairs to take.
The lobby of the structure was not so much that, but more of a thoroughfare with an entryway both to the left and the right; green leaves overhung terracotta dirt beds pressed along the walls. Pixie’s feet carried her faster while she angled her right shoulder out.
Natural warmth splintered into the lobby’s scene as she slammed into the rightward exit and began onto the lightly metropolitan street, bricked, worn, crumbling. Wet hot air sent the looser hairs spidering outward from her crown while lorries thrummed by on the parallel roadway; the sidewalk Pixie stomped along carried few other passersby and when she passed a well-postured man going the opposite way on her side of the street, he stopped, twisted, and called after, “Nice wagon.”
There was no response at all from Pixie, not a single eye blink that might have determined whether she heard what he’d said at all. The man let go of a quick, “Pfft,” before pivoting to go in the direction he’d initially set out for.
Tall Tucson congestion was all around her, Valencia Street’s food vendors resurrected for the day and butters or lards struck grill flats or pans and were shortly followed by batters and eggs and pig cuts—chorizo spice filled the air. Aromatics filled the southernmost line of the street where there were long open plots of earth—this was where a series of stalls gathered haphazardly. The box roofs of the stalls stood in the foreground of the entryway signs which directed towards the municipal superstructure. The noise swelled too—there were shouts, homeless dogs that cruised between the ramshackle stalls; a tabby languished in the sun atop a griddle hut and the dogs barked after it and the tabby paid no mind as it stretched its belly out for the sky. Morning commuters, walkers, gathered to their places and stood in queues or sat among the red earth or took to stools if they were offered by the vendors. Those that took food dispersed with haste, checking tablets or watches or they simply glanced at the sky for answers.
Sun shafts played between the heavy morning clouds that passed over, gray and drab, and there were moments of great heat then great relief then mugginess; it signaled likely rain.
At an intersection where old corroded chain-link fencing ran the length of the southern route with signs warning of trespass, she took Plumer Avenue north and kept her eyes averted to the hewn brick ground beneath her feet. Pixie lifted her nose, sniffed, stuffed her fists into her pockets then continued looking at her own moving feet.
Among the rows of crowded apartments which lined either side of Plumer, there were alleyway vendors—brisk rude people which called out to those that passed in hopes of trade; many of the goods offered were needless hand-made ornaments and the like. Strand bead bracelets dangled from fingers in display and were insistently shown off while artisans cried out prices while children’s tops spun in shoebox sized arenas while corn-husk cigarettes were sold by the pack. It was all noise everywhere.
A few vendors yelled after Pixie, but she ignored them and kept going; the salespeople then shifted their attention to whoever their eyes fell on next—someone with a better response. Plumer Avenue was packed tighter as more commuters gathered to the avenues and ran across the center road at seemingly random intervals—those that drove lorries and battery wagons protested those street crossers with wild abandon; the traffic that existed crept through the narrow route. People ran like water around the tall black light box posts or the narrow and government tended mesquite trunks.
It sprinkled rain; Pixie crossed her arms across her chest and continued walking. The rain caused a mild haze across the scene—Pixie scrunched her nose and quickened her pace.
She came to where she intended, and the crowd continued with its rush, but she froze there in front of a grimy windowed storefront—the welded sign overhead read: Odds N’ Ends. Standing beside the storefront’s door was a towering fellow. The pink and dew-eyed man danced and smiled and there was no music; his shoeless calloused heels ground and twisted into the bricks like he intended to create depressions in the ground there. Rainwater beaded and was cradled in his mess of hair. He offered a flash of jazz hands then continued his twisty groove. Though the man hushed words to himself, they were swallowed by the ruckus of the commuters around him.
Pixie pressed into the door, caught the man’s eyes, and he grinned broader, Hello! he called.
She responded with an apologetic nod and stretched a flat smile without teeth.
Standing on the interior mat, the door slammed behind her, and she traced the large, high-ceiling interior.
To the right, towering shelves of outdated preserves and books and smokes and incenses and dead crystals created thin pathways; to the left was a counter, a register, and an old, wrinkled woman with a fat gray bun coiled atop her head—she kept a thin yarn shawl over her shoulders. The old woman sat in a high-backed stool behind the register, examined a hardback paper book splayed adjacent the register; she traced her fingers along the sentences while she whispered to herself. Upon finally noticing Pixie standing by the door, the woman came hurriedly from around the backside of the counter, arms up in a fury, “You’re late, Joan,” said the old woman; her eyes darted to the analog dial which hung by the storefront, “Not by much, but still.” Standing alongside one another, the old woman seemed rather short. “You’re soaked—look at you, dripping all over the floor.”
Pixie nodded but refrained from looking the woman in the eye.
“Oh,” the old woman flapped her flattened hand across her own face while coughing, “When did you last wash?” She grabbed onto Pixie’s shoulders, angled the younger woman back so that she could stare into her face. “Look at your eyes—you haven’t been sleeping at all, Joan. What will we do with you? What am I going to do with you?” Then the old woman froze. “Pixie,” she nodded, clawed a single index finger, and tapped the crooked appendage to her temple, “I forget.”
“It’s alright,” whispered Pixie.
The old woman’s nature softened for a moment, her shoulders slanted away from her throat, and she shuffled to return to her post behind the counter. “Anyway, the deliveryman from the res came by and dropped off that shipment, just like I told you he would. They’re in the back. Could you bring them out and help me put them up? I tried a few of them, but the boxes are quite heavy, and it’s worn my back out already.” The old woman offered a meager grin, exposing her missing front teeth. She turned her attention to the book on the counter, lifted it up so it was more like a miniscule cubicle screen—the title read: Your Psychic Powers and How to Develop Them.
Pixie set to the task; the stockroom was overflowing even more so with trinkets—a barrel of mannequin arms overhung from a shelf by the ceiling, covered in dust—dull hanging solitary light bulbs dotted the stockroom’s ceiling and kept the place dark and moldy, save those spotlights. The fresh boxes sat along the rear of the building, where little light was. Twelve in total, the boxes sat and said nothing, and Pixie said nothing to the boxes. The woman took a pocketknife to the metal stitches which kept them closed. Though the proprietor of Odds N’ Ends said she’d tried her hand at the boxes already, there was no sign of her interference.
The first box contained dead multi-colored hair and the stuff stood plumelike from the mouth of the container; Pixie gave it a shake and watched the strands shift around. This unsettled but was not entirely unpleasant; the unpleasantness followed when she grabbed a fistful of hair only to realize she’d brought up a series of dried scalps which clicked together—hard leather on hard leather. Pixie gagged, dropped the scalps where they’d come from, shook her hands wildly, then placed that box to the ground and shifted it away with her foot.
The next contained a full layer of straw and she hesitantly brushed her hand across the top to uncover glass jars—dark browned liquids. Falsely claimed tinctures.
Curiously, she tilted her head at the next box, it was of a different color and shape than the rest. Green and Rectangular. And further aged too. Pixie sucked in a gulp of air, picked at the stitching of the box with her knife then peered inside. Like the previous box, it was full of straw and with more confidence, she pawed it away. She stumbled backwards from the box, hissing, and brought her finger up to her face. A thin trail of blood trickled by the index fingernail of her right hand; she jammed the finger in her mouth and moved to the box again. Carefully, she removed the object by one end. In the dim light, she held a long-handled, well curved tachi sword; the shine of the blade remained pristine. It was ancient and deceiving.
“Oh,” said Pixie around the index finger in her mouth, “It’s a katana.”
She moved underneath one of the spotlights of the stockroom, held it vertically over herself in the glare, traced her eyes along the beautifully corded black handle. As she twisted the blade in the air, it caught the light and she seemed stricken dumb. She withdrew her finger from her mouth, held the thing out in front of her chest with both hands, put her eyes along the water-wave edge. Her tongue tip squeezed from the corner of her mouth while she was frozen with the sword.
In a dash, she held the thing casually and returned to the box. She rummaged within and came up with the scabbard. The weapon easily clicked safely inside. “Pretty cool,” she said.
The other boxes held nothing quite so inspiring as a sword nor anything as morbid as dead scalps. There were decapitated shaved baby-doll heads lining the interior slots of plastic egg cartons, and more fake tonics, and tarot cards, and cigarettes, and a few unmarked media cartridges—both assortments of videos and music were represented in their designs. Pixie spent no time whatsoever ogling any of the other objects; her attention remained with the sword which she kept in her hand as she sallied through the boxes. Between opening every new box, she took a long break to unsheathe the sword and play-fight the air without poise—even so the tachi was alive spoke windily.
“Quit lollygagging,” said the old woman; she stood in the doorway to the stockroom, shook her head, “Is this what you’ve been doing all morning? How are we supposed to get the new merchandise on the shelves—including that sword—if you won’t stop playing around?”
Pixie’s voice cracked, “How much is it?”
The old woman balked, “The sword?”
“Yeah.”
“It’s a display piece. We put it in the window to draw in potential customers, of course. It’s too expensive to keep them in stock. I don’t even know where a person could find a continuous stock of them, but if we can put it in the window, perhaps clientele will come in, ask about it, then shop a bit—it’s not something you can sell; it’s an investment.” The old woman, slow as she was, steadied across the stockroom and met Pixie there by the boxes, placed her hand on the open containers, briefly glanced into the nearest one, and smiled. “It’d take you a lifetime to pay back if you wanted a sword like that anyway. Now,” The old woman placed a hand on Pixie’s shoulder, “Put it away. There’s a strange man outside and I need your help shooing him away. He’s likely scared away potential customers already.”
The two of them, tachi returned to its place, went to the front of the store; it was ghostly quiet save their footfalls—the customers that did stop into the store hardly ever stopped in more than the once; it was a place of oddities, strangeness, novelty. The things they sold most of were the packaged cigarettes from the res. No one cared enough for magic or fortune telling. Still, the old woman carried on, like she did often, about the principals for running a business. Pixie carried no principals—none could be found—so the young woman nodded along with anything the old woman said while staring off.
On the approach to the storefront, the man from before could be seen and his dance had not slowed—if anything his movements had only become further enamored with dance. His elbows swung wildly, he spun like a ballerina, he kicked his feet against the brick sideway and did not flinch at the pain of it.
“There he is,” said the old woman, “He’s acting crazy as hell. Look at him go.” He went. “If I wasn’t certain he was as crazy as a deck with five suits, I’d ask if he wanted to bark for me—you know, draw in a crowd.” She shook her head. “Don’t know why people like him can’t just go to the airport. There are handouts there. Anyway, I need to get back to it myself. As do you,” she directed this at Pixie; although Pixie towered over the woman in terms of physicality, the older woman rose on her tiptoes, pinched the younger woman’s soft bicep hard, whispered, “Get that bastard off my stoop, understand?”
Again, the old woman’s face softened, and she left Pixie standing there on the front door’s interior mat. The crone returned to her place behind the counter, nestled onto the stool like a bird finding comfort, then craned her neck far down so her nose nearly touched the book page; her eyes followed her finger across the lines.
Pixie’s chest swelled and then went small as the sigh escaped her; her shoulders hung in front of her, and she briskly pushed outside.
The rain had gone, but the smell remained; across the street, where the morning’s foot congestion decreased, a series of blue-coated builders could be spied hoisting materials—metal framing and brick—via scaffolding with a series of pulleys. For a moment, Pixie stared across the street and watched the men work and shout at one another; a lorry passed by, broke her eyeline and she was suddenly confronted by the dancing man who pivoted several times in a semicircle around where she stood. Far, far off, birds called. Fuel fog stunk the air.
Move, said the dancing man. Initially it seemed a rude command, but upon catching his rain-wetted face, it was obvious that his will was not one of malice, but of love and peace and cosmic splendor. It does not matter how you move, but you must move! It was an offer. Not a command. Or so it seemed.
The man rolled his neck and flicked his head around and the jewels which beaded there glowed around him for a blink as they were cast off.
You’ve been sent to send me away, yeah? asked the man.
“That’s right,” said Pixie.
But it’s not because you wish it?
“I couldn’t care if you stood out here all day.” Pixie bit her lip, chewed enough that a trickle of blood touched her tongue; her eyes swept across the street again and focused on the builders. “The fewer customers we have, the less I need to speak.”
The man froze in his dance then suddenly his stature slumped. He nodded. I’ll go. As you must. You must too, yeah?
“Go? Go where?”
You know.
She did.
The man left and Pixie remained on the street by herself; the rabble which passed her by were few and she stared at her own two feet, at the space between them, at the cracks, and she sighed. She jerked her head back, saw the sky was still deep ocean blue—more rain but nothing so sinister as a storm.
“Go?” she asked the sky.
She reentered the store.
After stocking the newest shipment, the rest of the day was as mundane as the others which Pixie spent within Odds N’ Ends; few patrons stopped in—mostly to ogle—it was a place of spectacle more than a place of business. Whenever folks came, the old woman would call for Pixie without looking up from her book; normally the younger woman dusted or rearranged the things on the shelves as the old woman liked them and was often away from the counter. Pixie tried to answer questions about the shaved doll heads, the crystals arranged upon velvet mats, the tinctures, the stuffed bear head high on the wall. After some terrible conversation, they went to the counter and bought cigarettes or nothing at all and the old woman would complain at Pixie about her poor salesmanship after the patrons were gone.
The tachi was put there on a broad table, directly in front of the storefront window and Pixie froze often in her work, longingly examined the thing from afar, and snapped from her maladaptation; frequently she chastised herself in barely audible mutters. The old woman had Pixie scrub the pane of the window in front of where the sword sat, and the young woman traced her hand across the handle and delicately thumbed the length of the plain scabbard.
It was a job; this was a thing which people did so they may go on living. Come the middle of the shift—Pixie yawned, it was not due to overexertion, it was more due to her poor sleeping habits. This day was no different in this regard.
“I wish you’d keep it to yourself,” the old woman said, and then she cupped a hand over her own mouth and her eyes went teary, “God, now look at me and see what you’ve done!” The old woman shook the tiredness away. “Bah! There’s still some daylight left!”
“We haven’t had anyone in for the past hour,” said Pixie, staring up at the analog dial on the wall.
The old woman’s scowl was fierce. “Mhm, I’m sure you’re waiting for the death call.” She too looked at the clock on the wall and sighed loudly. “Alright. Pack it up! Better the death call of the store than my own.” She fanned her face with a flat palm and yawned again.
Pixie left the place; the old woman locked the storefront from within. It began to rain again; it seemed the weather understood it was quitting time.
The young woman cupped her elbows and walked home in the rain. Other commuters passed with umbrellas and others, like Pixie, ran through the puddles gathered on the ground. Rain was infrequent but this was not so in the summer and Pixie never protested it. It cooled the ground, thickened the air, and darkened the sky. A car passed on the street, but it was mostly lorries or battery wagons. Personal vehicles were as rare as the rain and Pixie watched after the car; it was a short, rounded thing—its metal cosmetics were warped, and it couldn’t have carried more than two people within.
No vendors were there on the way, no men to call after her—no other people either. The sky grew darker yet and though it was still relatively early, it seemed to grow as black as nighttime without stars.
Pixie’s apartment was there, dark, solitary, same. She shut her door, locked it with her inside, undressed completely and dropped her clothes to the little floor there was and huffed as she planked across the mattress; the bedframe protested. “It smells bad in here,” she spoke into the pillow. The words were nothing. In the blackness of the room, she was nothing. It was a void, a capsule, a tomb. She was still wet and smelled like a dog.
The monitor in the corner came alive at her salutation and she snored sporadically in the electric glow of the screen.
Upon waking in the black hours of the morning, Pixie rubbed her eyes, cupped her forearms to her stomach; her midsection growled, and she tentatively reached to the bedside table and removed a bag of dried cactus pears. She nibbled at the end of one and in arching was cut blue and archaically shaped in the stilled light of the monitor’s idle screen. Pixie popped the entire rest of the cactus pear into her mouth, chewed noisily and vaguely stared into the empty corner of the room beneath the monitor.
After silent deliberation, Pixie crept through the night clothed in dark layers and went the back way through Odds N’ Ends. She absconded with the tachi, taking only a moment with the sword by the white windowlight where she carefully examined the thing again. The young woman was beguiled and went from the place the same way she came.
The brick streets resounded with her footfalls as her excited gait carried her home.
She packed light, slung the sword to her hip with a cloth braid—once it was there in its place, she used the thumb of her left hand to nudge the meager guard, so the blade came free from its sheath before she casually clicked it back to where it went. Pixie chuckled, shook with a frightening spasm dance then froze before patting the tachi lightly.

***

Two men stood along a shallow desert ridge; each of them was Apache descended.
Peridot Mesa was covered in poppies, curled horrendous things; once they’d been as precious as the peridot gems themselves, but as the two men stood there, overlooking the ridge, the poppies were browned, sickly, and as twisted as hog phalluses. Among the dying field were chicory and dead fallen-over cacti. The super blossoms were long over and had been for generations.
One man spat in the dirt, tilted his straw hat across his eyes to avert the heavy setting sun; he hoisted his jeans, asked, “You sure?”
The other man, older, lightly bearded, nodded and kept his own head covered with a yellow bucket hat and cradled his bolt-action rifle with the comfortability of an ex-soldier. “Yeah, c’mon Tweep.” He staggered over the edge of the ridge and slid across the dry earth while tilting backwards so his boots went like skis. With some assistance from his partner, he was able to reach flat ground without going over and the two men searched the ground while they continued walking. “Need to find her fast.”
Tweep, the younger man, spat again.
“Nasty habit.”
“Leave it, Taz.”
Taz shrugged and absently tugged on the string which looped the bucket hat loosely around his collar.
“How long?” asked Tweep.
“Serena said she blew through town only three days ago. Said she was coming this way.”
“She came looking for Chupacabra demons?”
“Huh?” asked Taz.
“That’s what that silly girl came out here for, yeah?”
“I guess. Let’s find her before dark, alright?”
“Sure,” said Tweep, “I just don’t know why she’d go looking for them.”
“Who knows? I don’t care enough to know. Not really.” The older man shook his head. “City people come out here, poke the wildlife—they make jokes about the mystics. I know you’ve seen it. Serena said the girl had the doe-eyed look of someone fresh out of Pheonix maybe. Who knows what she’s come here for?” There was a pause and only their footfalls sounded across the loose dry soil. “Dammit!” said the older man, “You’ve got me rambling. Let’s find the body already. Preferably before it gets much darker.”
“You think she’s dead then?”
Taz grimaced and then he spat. “What do you think?”
“I don’t know, sir, why don’t you tell me what to think? I’m starting to think you only dragged me out here to help you carry anything you find valuable.”
Taz shook his head, shrugged. “Smart mouth.” They continued across the mesa, kicking poppies, shifting earth that hadn’t been touched by humans since the first deluge; it wouldn’t be touched by humans for another thousand after the second deluge—that was some time away yet.
“I see her.” Tweep rushed ahead.
Among a rockier set of alcoves, a white, stained blouse hung on a tumbleweed caught among groupings of stones.
“It’s her shirt,” said Tweep, going swiftly ahead.
The younger man leapt atop the stones and looked down a circular nest where the dirt was dug craterlike; destroyed tumbleweeds and splintered bone-corpses littered the nest.
Taz caught his comrade, readied the rifle at the nest.
Strewn across the ground were no less than three full grown Chupacabras, slain; one lay unmoving and decapitated while another’s intestines steamed in the heat. The third clung to life and kicked its rear legs helplessly. Pixie stood among the gore, shirtless; the tachi gleamed in her glowing fists.
“Holy shit!” said Taz; he lowered the rifle and followed Tweep into the nest. The two men kicked the rubbish from their way and approached the young woman with timidness. “You alright?”
Pixie ran the flat of the blade across her pantleg to remove the sparkling blood, inspected the thing and wiped it again before returning the sword to where it went. Leaking bite wounds covered the length of her forearms, and her eyes went far and tired.
Tweep watched the woman, chewed his lip. “You’re possessed! You can’t just kill them like that! Nobody could kill Chupacabra so easily. With your hands?” He tipped his straw hat back, so it fell to his shoulders and hung by the string on his throat.
Pixie shook her head. “It wasn’t with my hands.”
The woman wavered past the men, climbed the short perch where her blouse had gone; she held the shirt to the sky—the material floated out from her fingers as torn rags. She let go of the blouse and it carried on the wind.
Taz approached the only Chupacabra of the nest that remained alive. The creature groaned; the wound which immobilized it had partially severed its spine and the creature’s movements may have been from expelled death energy rather than any conscious effort—the upturned eye of it while it lay on its side seemed to show fear. Its body was mangy, and just as well as naked dark skin shone, so too did fur grow long and sporadic across its torso; short whiskers jutted out from its snout. Chitin shining scales covered the creature’s rear haunches while its tail remained rat naked. Taz shot the thing in the head, and it stopped moving.
The woman fell onto the rocks where the men had come over the den. She sat and examined the wounds on her arms then she turned her attention to the men which had gathered by her. “Do either of you have a spare shirt?”
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2024.06.04 10:03 BatEast1026 Are Americans not fans of NHL ice hockey?

While it is true that ice hockey, and the NHL specifically, does not enjoy the same level of nationwide popularity as sports like American football (NFL), basketball (NBA), or baseball (MLB) in the United States, it still has a significant and passionate fan base, particularly in certain regions. Here are some key points to understand the popularity of the NHL in the U.S.:
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Regional Popularity
Traditional Hockey Markets: In northern states and cities with long histories of ice hockey, such as Minnesota, Michigan, Massachusetts, New York, Pennsylvania, and Illinois, the NHL enjoys strong support. Teams like the Detroit Red Wings, Boston Bruins, New York Rangers, and Chicago Blackhawks have large, dedicated followings.
Non-Traditional Markets:The NHL has expanded into non-traditional hockey markets with varying degrees of success. Teams in cities like Las Vegas (Vegas Golden Knights), Nashville (Nashville Predators), Tampa Bay (Tampa Bay Lightning), and Dallas (Dallas Stars) have cultivated strong local fan bases.
Attendance and Viewership
Game Attendance: NHL games generally have good attendance, especially in cities with strong hockey traditions. Many teams consistently sell out their home games.
TV Ratings: While national TV ratings for NHL games are generally lower compared to the NFL or NBA, regional broadcasts can perform very well. Major events like the Stanley Cup Playoffs and the Winter Classic also draw significant viewership.
Cultural Impact
Youth and College Hockey: Ice hockey is a popular youth sport in many parts of the country, and college hockey also has a dedicated following. The development of youth and college hockey programs has helped grow the sport’s popularity.
International Influence: The success of American players in the NHL and the presence of international stars have helped broaden the appeal of the league.

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2024.06.04 09:57 AskerOfQs Best games in my list?

Got my PS3 in 2013, mainly for MW3: Survival. Bought Ghosts later that year. Ran thru Extinction over and over. Loved it. Got GTA V and it was great. Last purchases were Blazing Angels and THPS5, both of which had low replay value. My next purchases will be NFS Carbon and one of the Burnout games (whichever one has crash simulator). Any other good racers I should consider? What are the best games on my list I should consider running thru next?? Let me know why you like’em. Cheers!

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2024.06.04 07:37 BobcatRoyal1782 All American Season 7 - LEAKED Plot

Spencer gets drafted to the Burbank Beavers, which is close enough to LA so that he can continue being close with the other returning cast members.
Olivia releases "Coach Billy", the surprisingly dark children's book about an inspirational coach who took in a star level prospect, only for the kids on the team to find out that he slept with said player's mom. He then only wins the state championship by again cheating and getting his son's drug test switched out. His daughter is a drug addict, but he is so self involved with his own football aspirations that he doesn't notice and she OD's because he was a negligent father. The book sells 14 copies, with 13 of those copies being returned by disgruntled parents who are appalled by the message. The 1 other copy happens to be sold to a member of the Norwegian Nobel Committee, who loves it and nominates her for a Nobel Prize.
Laura loves teaching so much that she switches to it full time. She hands over her law firm to Coop, who still having taken a mere 1 pre-law class , becomes one of the most coveted defense attorneys in California after her successful showing during Patience v Miko. She starts taking on big cases for Brad Pitt and Denzel Washington, to name a few.
Jordan, a Heisman finalist, passes up on millions and chooses not to go into the NFL, instead deciding to focus on his relationship with Layla. Since we do not know anything about any of is other interests besides Layla, we can assume he becomes her personal assistant, not wanting to spend more than 2 minutes away from her at a time. Despite seasons 1-2 Layla showing no musical talent or interest in the space whatsoever, she continues her "successful" music career that we are told she is good at because we see her in the booth bobbing her head to a generic ringtone beat every once in a while. She is said to be the next Metro Boomin.
Patience , after winning her big case, continues crying about being famous and wanting to "just be herself". She just wants to be "authentic" , but Despite this, continues to chase pop stardom while continuing to churn out watered down kidz bop music.
After Coach Montes' Pursuit of the NFL, National Runner up Coastal California hires Asher as their next head coach. He uses the opportunity to bring in Coach Mrs. Montes on as assistant coach, and they together lead Coastal to another national championship, with Asher needing to sub in for the kicker because he stubbed his toe playing dance dance revolution. Asher kicks the game winning field goal, a world record, 107 yards. They celebrate, and Vanessa makes 1 last appearance saying that while she's happy for their win, she still misses Summer Asher and wishes he could come back.

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2024.06.04 07:00 abjinternational NFL stars join Zach Bryan at LA concert

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2024.06.04 03:00 yellowumbrella How the Agent Behind the Biggest Sports Stars Stays in Shape

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Casey Wasserman keeps a three-year-old photo on his iPhone. In it, he's standing next to NBA star Russell Westbrook.
Westbrook boasts the jacked arms and chiseled body. Wasserman? He's 200 pounds of out-of-shape PR maven. "I saw that picture," he says, remembering the moment, "and I'm like, 'I'm done. I need to make a change. '"
The photo is Wasserman's inspiration, and it's driving him right now, as he takes off for a 20-yard sprint up his driveway hill on this sunny morning in Beverly Hills. It's the final run in a 45-minute hill session. Yet Wasserman, 46, is just starting his workout. Five days a week, he wakes before sunrise, then pushes through workouts with trainer Christine Khuri that may last three hours. "As difficult as it is sometimes to get started, I just know how much better [I'll feel] and how much more energy and focus I'll have when I'm done working out," Wasserman says.
He needs that focus because he spends the workday pulling double duty, as chairman and CEO of Wasserman-a company that brokers endorsement deals for people like Westbrook and Giancarlo Stanton-and as chair of LA 2028, the committee tasked with prepping the city for the 34th Olympiad. That means overseeing deals that land NFL safety Malcolm Jenkins two clothing lines one moment and studying Olympic venue plans the next. And no, the Olympic prep isn't all fun, especially when Wasserman gets a brief on rush-hour traffic flow. Training clears his head. On this day, he goes from hill to home gym-a1,150-square-foot sweat zone that looks like a mini Equinox-and knocks out five sets of wide-grip pullups. TRX rows, dumbbell rows, and biceps curls follow, leaving him massaging his arms.
Until three years ago, Wasserman wasn't training like this. He'd played tennis when he was young and had always been active. But he kept an intense travel schedule, frequently flying to Europe, Asia, and South America. "I used to wear this badge of honor that I traveled a lot and worked hard," he says.
Then, just before the Westbrook wake-up call, his doctor told him he wasn't in great shape. Wasserman knew he had to make some adjustments. He hasn't missed a training session since and has dropped to 165 pounds, a weight he's maintained for 18 months. "I don't want to find out what happens when you take your foot off the gas," he says. Wasserman constantly finds new ways to drive his body. Some days he pushes the bounds of his breathing and flexibility with yoga. Or he does more hill sprints. Soon after social distancing was ordered in , Wasserman mapped out and ran his own half-marathon course through Beverly Hills. Anything, he says, to prevent reverting to his pre-Westbrook days. "In anything, that anxiety and that fear means you care," he says. "I care about my health. "
When Wasserman travels, he keeps his workouts simple but intense. Do 100 reps of these 5 exercises as quickly as possible, resting when needed. 100 pushups
100 squats
100 dips
100 burpees
100 bicycle crunches
This story originally appears in the October 2020 issue of Men's Health.

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