[ Based on the puppet combo game]
" This city needs the nightripper. People love spreading their propaganda; saying he's terrorizing New York and killing innocent females. LIES! The Night Ripper is cleansing the streets of its filth! Our city is plagued by drugs, prostitution, and homosexuality. We need a savior who can bring New York back to its glory. The Night Ripper deserves a badge of honor for all that he has done. The Night Ripper is our hero and we-" The crazed ramblings of the radio talk show host were cut short by the turn of a dial. Rachel could not stand that nutjob and she couldn't understand how anyone could give him a platform. Did anyone deserve to die just for living differently from others?
Rachel sighed to herself as she finished cleaning the last of the dirty dishes in Hunter’s diner. She had a terrible late shift filled with drunk customers who kept her busy cleaning up their messes. She hated coming to this awful job every day but she had bills to pay. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and gazed out the windows of the diner. It was practically pitch black out there with barely any lights to illuminate the city. As she changed out of her work clothes and prepared to leave, she noticed her co-worker Tim standing by the door.
" Are you really about to walk home on a night like this? The night ripper killed three women just this week alone. You're as good as dead if he sees you." Standing at a little over six feet, Tim resembled a bodyguard blocking the door with his folded arms and serious expression.
" Oh please. That psycho only goes after hookers and I don't exactly match that description. This girl can handle herself just fine, thank you very much. I don't live far so there's nothing to worry about. See you after the weekend!" Rachel gave Tim a faint smile before slipping past him and went out the door.
" Can't you get your boyfriend to drive you home!?" He shouted after her.
" We broke up cause he bored me so I'm all on my own. Maybe the night ripper should go after mediocre boyfriends instead!" She waved goodbye to her coworker before venturing off into the night.
Cold night air brushed against her rosy cheeks, making her wish she had dressed more appropriately for the late autumn weather. She pulled out her mini mirror and examined her outfit. It was a simple yellow sweater with faded blue jeans and converse shoes. No way was she going to be confused for a hooker. She looked at her surroundings during her walk home and never before had the quietness seemed so loud. The idea of a quiet New York City was an alien concept to her. Rachel figured all the news of a serial killer must've sent everyone hiding in their homes. Rachel wanted to be in her safe little apartment too, but she had business to take care of.
Working at a diner in the sleazy part of the city didn't do much to pay the bills. Rachel needed a second gig to make ends meet and it was one she wanted to free herself of as soon as she got the chance. Her second source of income came in the form of ravaging crack houses to scoop up as much drug residue as she could. It was a shameful hustle of hers, but it was the best way for Rachel to make quick cash. She collected the powder thrown about in the room and gathered it in her plastic bag. Rachel sold her findings to the local addicts and even to a few prostitutes if they crossed paths. She hated masquerading as a drug dealer at night, but she only needed a few more payments until her debt was settled. Rachel couldn’t wait until the day she could put all of this behind her. She was on her way to leaving the den when she heard the agonizing slow creak of a door being opened from downstairs. Her heart nearly exploded from her body as her mind raced through several possibilities: A cop who’s trying to catch her in a drug bust? Another dealer taking out the competition? Or was it someone even worse? Rachel bolted it out of there. The creaky floorboards ruined any chance she had of being stealthy so thought it best to leave while she still had the chance. Rachel navigated through the twisting corridors of the den until she escaped to the outside patio that connected to another house using a long board of wood. She paused. It was an extremely narrow space to move across and the fall down would end everything.
'Damn it! I don't have time to think things over. I have to get outta here before he catches up with me' She thought to herself. Willing her nerves, she carefully placed one foot in front of the other on the slender plank of wood. Both arms were stretched to the side to maintain her scant amount of balance. She felt herself wobble on one side and then to the other before her leather purse slipped off her arm and down to the ground below.
" Shit! My keys were in there!" Rachel cursed to herself while praying she too didn't plummet to the ground. Each step forward felt like an eternity, anxiety pooling inside her like a bomb ready to explode. She carefully scurried across the wooden plank until she reached the other side. As soon as her feet touched the rooftop, Rachel took off running down a flight of stairs and was faced with another confusing corridor of twisting angles. 'Who the hell designed the place?' She thought as she struggled to navigate her way around.
This building was even worse than the previous one. The apartment didn't look too big from the outside, but inside it was practically a labyrinth. Each corner led to several halls to transverse and she even found herself walking In circles. Her heartbeat pounded in her chest with every second she spent wasted in the corridors. She felt so relieved when she finally found the staircase. Rachel nearly tripped over herself as she shot her legs down the spiraling set of stairs. Once she reached the first floor, she headed straight for the door and stopped right in her tracks when she saw the Nightripper waiting for her. There he was. She saw his signature black trench coat and a bright yellow duck mask with a knife in hand. Her blood ran cold and every ounce of energy she had left in her vanished. It was her worst nightmare come to life.
Rachel's screams echoed throughout the entirety of the crack den. She did a complete 180 and took off bolting down the hall. Her frantic thoughts were muffled by the sounds of the feet slamming against the ground and her heart on the verge of bursting.
Rachel could hear the night ripper hot on her trail. His iconic duck laugh cackled in her ears. Rachel found herself in the absolute worst place to be hunted down. The various twisting corners and halls made the crack den resemble a maze. It was like every component of the building served to slow Rachel down further. She let out a sigh of relief once she reached the fire escape.
She almost tumbled down the metallic flight of stairs with how anxious she was. Her shoes stomped on the cracked concrete as she ran through the vacant neighborhood. Before, Rachel enjoyed how quiet the neighborhood became due to the night ripper's crimes. It lowered the chances of her being caught occupying crack dens. Now? She was desperately clinging onto the hope that someone,anyone, could save her.
It was after five blocks of running did she meet another human. The woman wore a tight-fitting dress that went well above her knees and shabby looking high heels. She waited on the street corner with a cigarette in hand like she was waiting for a client.
"You have to get out of here! The night ripper is on the loose and he'll chop us up if we don't hurry!" Rachel cried in a desperate attempt to at least do one good deed that night. Perhaps if she managed to save the life of a stranger, it would make up for all the crime she had done.
The woman simply rolled her eyes and blew a puff of smoke in Rachel's direction. " Fuck off. I'm not gonna let you steal my clients with some stupid made up story. I have bills to pay so I ain't budging."
" I'm not in that line of business, lady! The night ripper is really out there and I just barely managed to escape from him. We have to run outta here now!"
" I said fuck off! This business is all I have and I ain't gonna let some crazed bitch take that away from me." The woman went back to puffing her cigarette. Rachel had no time to argue with the fool. She tried in vain to save her, but some people dug their own graves. Rachel bolted down several more blocks until she came across a payphone. She had just enough money to make one phone call. She contemplated between calling 911 or her roommate.
' Who knows how long it'll take for the police to get here. My best bet is to get my room unlocked.' Rachel thought to herself as she inserted two nickels. She heard the low groan of her tired roommate from the other side of the phone.
" Hey, it's me Rachel. Do me a huge favor and keep the door unlocked. I lost my keys and I should be coming home soon. Please just hurry. " The words fumbled in her mouth with how quickly she forced them out. It wasn't until she heard her roommates' confused confirmation did she hang up the phone and went back to running.
Along the way, she heard the blood curdling scream of a woman in her last moments. Rachel could only imagine it was the woman she tried to save earlier. Tears welled in her eyes as she imagined how close she was to facing the same fate. Her adrenaline and anxiety kept her going. Rachel dashed out of the slums with all the energy she had left.
Words couldn't describe her relief once she finally arrived at her apartment. She flung the door open and locked it behind her before sitting down on the couch. She was free. Everything else was behind her now. Rachel was beyond exhausted from the blocks of running and mental anguish she went through. All the energy she had left her body as she closed her eyes to drift off into a peaceful slumber. Into a peaceful dream where she was unable to hear the front door slowly turning open. Unable to hear that duck laugh quickly approaching her.

[ Based on the Puppet Combo Game]
" This city needs the nightripper. People love spreading their propaganda; saying he's terrorizing New York and killing innocent females. LIES! The Night Ripper is cleansing the streets of its filth! Our city is plagued by drugs, prostitution, and homosexuality. We need a savior who can bring New York back to its glory. The Night Ripper deserves a badge of honor for all that he has done. The Night Ripper is our hero and we-" The crazed ramblings of the radio talk show host were cut short by the turn of a dial. Rachel could not stand that nutjob and she couldn't understand how anyone could give him a platform. Did anyone deserve to die just for living differently from others?
Rachel sighed to herself as she finished cleaning the last of the dirty dishes in Hunter’s diner. She had a terrible late shift filled with drunk customers who kept her busy cleaning up their messes. She hated coming to this awful job every day but she had bills to pay. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and gazed out the windows of the diner. It was practically pitch black out there with barely any lights to illuminate the city. As she changed out of her work clothes and prepared to leave, she noticed her co-worker Tim standing by the door.
" Are you really about to walk home on a night like this? The night ripper killed three women just this week alone. You're as good as dead if he sees you." Standing at a little over six feet, Tim resembled a bodyguard blocking the door with his folded arms and serious expression.
" Oh please. That psycho only goes after hookers and I don't exactly match that description. This girl can handle herself just fine, thank you very much. I don't live far so there's nothing to worry about. See you after the weekend!" Rachel gave Tim a faint smile before slipping past him and went out the door.
" Can't you get your boyfriend to drive you home!?" He shouted after her.
" We broke up cause he bored me so I'm all on my own. Maybe the night ripper should go after mediocre boyfriends instead!" She waved goodbye to her coworker before venturing off into the night.
Cold night air brushed against her rosy cheeks, making her wish she had dressed more appropriately for the late autumn weather. She pulled out her mini mirror and examined her outfit. It was a simple yellow sweater with faded blue jeans and converse shoes. No way was she going to be confused for a hooker. She looked at her surroundings during her walk home and never before had the quietness seemed so loud. The idea of a quiet New York City was an alien concept to her. Rachel figured all the news of a serial killer must've sent everyone hiding in their homes. Rachel wanted to be in her safe little apartment too, but she had business to take care of.
Working at a diner in the sleazy part of the city didn't do much to pay the bills. Rachel needed a second gig to make ends meet and it was one she wanted to free herself of as soon as she got the chance. Her second source of income came in the form of ravaging crack houses to scoop up as much drug residue as she could. It was a shameful hustle of hers, but it was the best way for Rachel to make quick cash. She collected the powder thrown about in the room and gathered it in her plastic bag. Rachel sold her findings to the local addicts and even to a few prostitutes if they crossed paths. She hated masquerading as a drug dealer at night, but she only needed a few more payments until her debt was settled. Rachel couldn’t wait until the day she could put all of this behind her. She was on her way to leaving the den when she heard the agonizing slow creak of a door being opened from downstairs. Her heart nearly exploded from her body as her mind raced through several possibilities: A cop who’s trying to catch her in a drug bust? Another dealer taking out the competition? Or was it someone even worse? Rachel bolted it out of there. The creaky floorboards ruined any chance she had of being stealthy so thought it best to leave while she still had the chance. Rachel navigated through the twisting corridors of the den until she escaped to the outside patio that connected to another house using a long board of wood. She paused. It was an extremely narrow space to move across and the fall down would end everything.
'Damn it! I don't have time to think things over. I have to get outta here before he catches up with me' She thought to herself. Willing her nerves, she carefully placed one foot in front of the other on the slender plank of wood. Both arms were stretched to the side to maintain her scant amount of balance. She felt herself wobble on one side and then to the other before her leather purse slipped off her arm and down to the ground below.
" Shit! My keys were in there!" Rachel cursed to herself while praying she too didn't plummet to the ground. Each step forward felt like an eternity, anxiety pooling inside her like a bomb ready to explode. She carefully scurried across the wooden plank until she reached the other side. As soon as her feet touched the rooftop, Rachel took off running down a flight of stairs and was faced with another confusing corridor of twisting angles. 'Who the hell designed the place?' She thought as she struggled to navigate her way around.
This building was even worse than the previous one. The apartment didn't look too big from the outside, but inside it was practically a labyrinth. Each corner led to several halls to transverse and she even found herself walking In circles. Her heartbeat pounded in her chest with every second she spent wasted in the corridors. She felt so relieved when she finally found the staircase. Rachel nearly tripped over herself as she shot her legs down the spiraling set of stairs. Once she reached the first floor, she headed straight for the door and stopped right in her tracks when she saw the Nightripper waiting for her. There he was. She saw his signature black trench coat and a bright yellow duck mask with a knife in hand. Her blood ran cold and every ounce of energy she had left in her vanished. It was her worst nightmare come to life.
Rachel's screams echoed throughout the entirety of the crack den. She did a complete 180 and took off bolting down the hall. Her frantic thoughts were muffled by the sounds of the feet slamming against the ground and her heart on the verge of bursting.
Rachel could hear the night ripper hot on her trail. His iconic duck laugh cackled in her ears. Rachel found herself in the absolute worst place to be hunted down. The various twisting corners and halls made the crack den resemble a maze. It was like every component of the building served to slow Rachel down further. She let out a sigh of relief once she reached the fire escape.
She almost tumbled down the metallic flight of stairs with how anxious she was. Her shoes stomped on the cracked concrete as she ran through the vacant neighborhood. Before, Rachel enjoyed how quiet the neighborhood became due to the night ripper's crimes. It lowered the chances of her being caught occupying crack dens. Now? She was desperately clinging onto the hope that someone,anyone, could save her.
It was after five blocks of running did she meet another human. The woman wore a tight-fitting dress that went well above her knees and shabby looking high heels. She waited on the street corner with a cigarette in hand like she was waiting for a client.
"You have to get out of here! The night ripper is on the loose and he'll chop us up if we don't hurry!" Rachel cried in a desperate attempt to at least do one good deed that night. Perhaps if she managed to save the life of a stranger, it would make up for all the crime she had done.
The woman simply rolled her eyes and blew a puff of smoke in Rachel's direction. " Fuck off. I'm not gonna let you steal my clients with some stupid made up story. I have bills to pay so I ain't budging."
" I'm not in that line of business, lady! The night ripper is really out there and I just barely managed to escape from him. We have to run outta here now!"
" I said fuck off! This business is all I have and I ain't gonna let some crazed bitch take that away from me." The woman went back to puffing her cigarette. Rachel had no time to argue with the fool. She tried in vain to save her, but some people dug their own graves. Rachel bolted down several more blocks until she came across a payphone. She had just enough money to make one phone call. She contemplated between calling 911 or her roommate.
' Who knows how long it'll take for the police to get here. My best bet is to get my room unlocked.' Rachel thought to herself as she inserted two nickels. She heard the low groan of her tired roommate from the other side of the phone.
" Hey, it's me Rachel. Do me a huge favor and keep the door unlocked. I lost my keys and I should be coming home soon. Please just hurry. " The words fumbled in her mouth with how quickly she forced them out. It wasn't until she heard her roommates' confused confirmation did she hang up the phone and went back to running.
Along the way, she heard the blood curdling scream of a woman in her last moments. Rachel could only imagine it was the woman she tried to save earlier. Tears welled in her eyes as she imagined how close she was to facing the same fate. Her adrenaline and anxiety kept her going. Rachel dashed out of the slums with all the energy she had left.
Words couldn't describe her relief once she finally arrived at her apartment. She flung the door open and locked it behind her before sitting down on the couch. She was free. Everything else was behind her now. Rachel was beyond exhausted from the blocks of running and mental anguish she went through. All the energy she had left her body as she closed her eyes to drift off into a peaceful slumber. Into a peaceful dream where she was unable to hear the front door slowly turning open. Unable to hear that duck laugh quickly approaching her.

I really need some advice here on what to do. I’m the MOH and was in charge of getting this bachelorette together. Originally the Bride wanted to do something very lowkey and local, however, her bridesmaids convinced her to make it a bigger trip to Miami.
So as I was planning it there has been issues with payments on time and complaints on what we are spending on. Everything I planned to spend on was on a shared sheet so everyone knew what I was getting. It was minor decor and some experiences. I confirmed with everyone if they would be able to afford the experiences and they all said yes (despite being tardy on payments).
In the early portion of planning two invitees had dropped out due to costs, so I suggested to the Bride that I could invite my friend AJ to the Bachelorette and we wouldn’t have to worry about not having enough girls for the events. Bride agreed and AJ also agreed and was excited to come. NOW… one month before the Bachelorette AJ says she can’t afford to make it. It’s too much for her and that maybe she should’ve looked into the cost of the trip a little more before saying yes.
However, everything’s paid for already! The AIRBNB , Yacht experience, Drinking tickets at this bar, and decor plus other miscellaneous things. She let me know her daughter’s tuition is due in two months and that w going to this trip and how expensive it is she’s not sure she can come!
I’m not sure what to do because she paid in total $925~ for her portion and I just don’t have the ability to give it all back to her before the trip since I was counting on my money to support my dinner and drinks there.
What should I do? I told my friend AJ that some of the items are probably non-refundable at this point. The Bride said she would offer to pay out of her pocket but she has to pay the other half of her venue deposit this week and she’s going to be also strapped to pay.
Thoughts? It’s been such a nightmare having to organize these girls’ financials and having to deal with late payments. Now my friend me s saying she can’t afford and has her daughter’s tuition coming up and I simply don’t know how to handle this. She’s somewhat upset about it and being short w me and I don’t want to lost a friend over this!
SOS HELP!

[ Based on the Puppet Combo Game]
" This city needs the nightripper. People love spreading their propaganda; saying he's terrorizing New York and killing innocent females. LIES! The Night Ripper is cleansing the streets of its filth! Our city is plagued by drugs, prostitution, and homosexuality. We need a savior who can bring New York back to its glory. The Night Ripper deserves a badge of honor for all that he has done. The Night Ripper is our hero and we-" The crazed ramblings of the radio talk show host were cut short by the turn of a dial. Rachel could not stand that nutjob and she couldn't understand how anyone could give him a platform. Did anyone deserve to die just for living differently from others?
Rachel sighed to herself as she finished cleaning the last of the dirty dishes in Hunter’s diner. She had a terrible late shift filled with drunk customers who kept her busy cleaning up their messes. She hated coming to this awful job every day but she had bills to pay. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and gazed out the windows of the diner. It was practically pitch black out there with barely any lights to illuminate the city. As she changed out of her work clothes and prepared to leave, she noticed her co-worker Tim standing by the door.
" Are you really about to walk home on a night like this? The night ripper killed three women just this week alone. You're as good as dead if he sees you." Standing at a little over six feet, Tim resembled a bodyguard blocking the door with his folded arms and serious expression.
" Oh please. That psycho only goes after hookers and I don't exactly match that description. This girl can handle herself just fine, thank you very much. I don't live far so there's nothing to worry about. See you after the weekend!" Rachel gave Tim a faint smile before slipping past him and went out the door.
" Can't you get your boyfriend to drive you home!?" He shouted after her.
" We broke up cause he bored me so I'm all on my own. Maybe the night ripper should go after mediocre boyfriends instead!" She waved goodbye to her coworker before venturing off into the night.
Cold night air brushed against her rosy cheeks, making her wish she had dressed more appropriately for the late autumn weather. She pulled out her mini mirror and examined her outfit. It was a simple yellow sweater with faded blue jeans and converse shoes. No way was she going to be confused for a hooker. She looked at her surroundings during her walk home and never before had the quietness seemed so loud. The idea of a quiet New York City was an alien concept to her. Rachel figured all the news of a serial killer must've sent everyone hiding in their homes. Rachel wanted to be in her safe little apartment too, but she had business to take care of.
Working at a diner in the sleazy part of the city didn't do much to pay the bills. Rachel needed a second gig to make ends meet and it was one she wanted to free herself of as soon as she got the chance. Her second source of income came in the form of ravaging crack houses to scoop up as much drug residue as she could. It was a shameful hustle of hers, but it was the best way for Rachel to make quick cash. She collected the powder thrown about in the room and gathered it in her plastic bag. Rachel sold her findings to the local addicts and even to a few prostitutes if they crossed paths. She hated masquerading as a drug dealer at night, but she only needed a few more payments until her debt was settled. Rachel couldn’t wait until the day she could put all of this behind her. She was on her way to leaving the den when she heard the agonizing slow creak of a door being opened from downstairs. Her heart nearly exploded from her body as her mind raced through several possibilities: A cop who’s trying to catch her in a drug bust? Another dealer taking out the competition? Or was it someone even worse? Rachel bolted it out of there. The creaky floorboards ruined any chance she had of being stealthy so thought it best to leave while she still had the chance. Rachel navigated through the twisting corridors of the den until she escaped to the outside patio that connected to another house using a long board of wood. She paused. It was an extremely narrow space to move across and the fall down would end everything.
'Damn it! I don't have time to think things over. I have to get outta here before he catches up with me' She thought to herself. Willing her nerves, she carefully placed one foot in front of the other on the slender plank of wood. Both arms were stretched to the side to maintain her scant amount of balance. She felt herself wobble on one side and then to the other before her leather purse slipped off her arm and down to the ground below.
" Shit! My keys were in there!" Rachel cursed to herself while praying she too didn't plummet to the ground. Each step forward felt like an eternity, anxiety pooling inside her like a bomb ready to explode. She carefully scurried across the wooden plank until she reached the other side. As soon as her feet touched the rooftop, Rachel took off running down a flight of stairs and was faced with another confusing corridor of twisting angles. 'Who the hell designed the place?' She thought as she struggled to navigate her way around.
This building was even worse than the previous one. The apartment didn't look too big from the outside, but inside it was practically a labyrinth. Each corner led to several halls to transverse and she even found herself walking In circles. Her heartbeat pounded in her chest with every second she spent wasted in the corridors. She felt so relieved when she finally found the staircase. Rachel nearly tripped over herself as she shot her legs down the spiraling set of stairs. Once she reached the first floor, she headed straight for the door and stopped right in her tracks when she saw the Nightripper waiting for her. There he was. She saw his signature black trench coat and a bright yellow duck mask with a knife in hand. Her blood ran cold and every ounce of energy she had left in her vanished. It was her worst nightmare come to life.
Rachel's screams echoed throughout the entirety of the crack den. She did a complete 180 and took off bolting down the hall. Her frantic thoughts were muffled by the sounds of the feet slamming against the ground and her heart on the verge of bursting.
Rachel could hear the night ripper hot on her trail. His iconic duck laugh cackled in her ears. Rachel found herself in the absolute worst place to be hunted down. The various twisting corners and halls made the crack den resemble a maze. It was like every component of the building served to slow Rachel down further. She let out a sigh of relief once she reached the fire escape.
She almost tumbled down the metallic flight of stairs with how anxious she was. Her shoes stomped on the cracked concrete as she ran through the vacant neighborhood. Before, Rachel enjoyed how quiet the neighborhood became due to the night ripper's crimes. It lowered the chances of her being caught occupying crack dens. Now? She was desperately clinging onto the hope that someone,anyone, could save her.
It was after five blocks of running did she meet another human. The woman wore a tight-fitting dress that went well above her knees and shabby looking high heels. She waited on the street corner with a cigarette in hand like she was waiting for a client.
"You have to get out of here! The night ripper is on the loose and he'll chop us up if we don't hurry!" Rachel cried in a desperate attempt to at least do one good deed that night. Perhaps if she managed to save the life of a stranger, it would make up for all the crime she had done.
The woman simply rolled her eyes and blew a puff of smoke in Rachel's direction. " Fuck off. I'm not gonna let you steal my clients with some stupid made up story. I have bills to pay so I ain't budging."
" I'm not in that line of business, lady! The night ripper is really out there and I just barely managed to escape from him. We have to run outta here now!"
" I said fuck off! This business is all I have and I ain't gonna let some crazed bitch take that away from me." The woman went back to puffing her cigarette. Rachel had no time to argue with the fool. She tried in vain to save her, but some people dug their own graves. Rachel bolted down several more blocks until she came across a payphone. She had just enough money to make one phone call. She contemplated between calling 911 or her roommate.
' Who knows how long it'll take for the police to get here. My best bet is to get my room unlocked.' Rachel thought to herself as she inserted two nickels. She heard the low groan of her tired roommate from the other side of the phone.
" Hey, it's me Rachel. Do me a huge favor and keep the door unlocked. I lost my keys and I should be coming home soon. Please just hurry. " The words fumbled in her mouth with how quickly she forced them out. It wasn't until she heard her roommates' confused confirmation did she hang up the phone and went back to running.
Along the way, she heard the blood curdling scream of a woman in her last moments. Rachel could only imagine it was the woman she tried to save earlier. Tears welled in her eyes as she imagined how close she was to facing the same fate. Her adrenaline and anxiety kept her going. Rachel dashed out of the slums with all the energy she had left.
Words couldn't describe her relief once she finally arrived at her apartment. She flung the door open and locked it behind her before sitting down on the couch. She was free. Everything else was behind her now. Rachel was beyond exhausted from the blocks of running and mental anguish she went through. All the energy she had left her body as she closed her eyes to drift off into a peaceful slumber. Into a peaceful dream where she was unable to hear the front door slowly turning open. Unable to hear that duck laugh quickly approaching her.

I just got my first kitten, I’ve had cats before but either short fosters or my parents cats. There are so many food options!! Originally, I thought, I’ll transition him to raw foods. After research, wow it’s complicated. I love Crueler. I want to feed him the healthiest food possible for him to live long and thrive, also as a college student myself though. A few questions

1. Is kibble food required? I wouldn’t want that so i’m sure a carnivore wouldn’t. If he has a complete wet would he need hard?
   
   1. Simply- what is the healthiest way? I am no vet unfortunately. I’m leaning towards Tiki Cat the most. ( NO GUM!)
   2. Is Chewy app the way to go?

• My kitten is 9 weeks old currently, 2.4lbs and eating Blue Wilderness for Kittens. 1 1/2 cans a day. THANK YOU!

37-year-old married dad with one amazing kid. I travel a lot for work (been to 48 of the 50 states!). When I am not traveling and am home, the days can get long. I'm here to find someone to chat with throughout the day and get to know. Someone who enjoys conversations that feel natural and not forced.
A bit about me: I love sports, especially college football, and I’m a big conversationalist. I enjoy really getting to know people and learning from their experiences.
I'm looking for someone who enjoys engaging conversations, whether it's about the ups and downs of daily life, our favorite sports teams, travel experiences, or anything that is entertaining. I appreciate humor and sarcasm, so if you can dish it out, you’re my kind of person.
If you’re interested in a genuine connection and great conversation, send me a message! Let's connect!

[ Based on the puppet Combo game]
" This city needs the nightripper. People love spreading their propaganda; saying he's terrorizing New York and killing innocent females. LIES! The Night Ripper is cleansing the streets of its filth! Our city is plagued by drugs, prostitution, and homosexuality. We need a savior who can bring New York back to its glory. The Night Ripper deserves a badge of honor for all that he has done. The Night Ripper is our hero and we-" The crazed ramblings of the radio talk show host were cut short by the turn of a dial. Rachel could not stand that nutjob and she couldn't understand how anyone could give him a platform. Did anyone deserve to die just for living differently from others?
Rachel sighed to herself as she finished cleaning the last of the dirty dishes in Hunter’s diner. She had a terrible late shift filled with drunk customers who kept her busy cleaning up their messes. She hated coming to this awful job every day but she had bills to pay. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and gazed out the windows of the diner. It was practically pitch black out there with barely any lights to illuminate the city. As she changed out of her work clothes and prepared to leave, she noticed her co-worker Tim standing by the door.
" Are you really about to walk home on a night like this? The night ripper killed three women just this week alone. You're as good as dead if he sees you." Standing at a little over six feet, Tim resembled a bodyguard blocking the door with his folded arms and serious expression.
" Oh please. That psycho only goes after hookers and I don't exactly match that description. This girl can handle herself just fine, thank you very much. I don't live far so there's nothing to worry about. See you after the weekend!" Rachel gave Tim a faint smile before slipping past him and went out the door.
" Can't you get your boyfriend to drive you home!?" He shouted after her.
" We broke up cause he bored me so I'm all on my own. Maybe the night ripper should go after mediocre boyfriends instead!" She waved goodbye to her coworker before venturing off into the night.
Cold night air brushed against her rosy cheeks, making her wish she had dressed more appropriately for the late autumn weather. She pulled out her mini mirror and examined her outfit. It was a simple yellow sweater with faded blue jeans and converse shoes. No way was she going to be confused for a hooker. She looked at her surroundings during her walk home and never before had the quietness seemed so loud. The idea of a quiet New York City was an alien concept to her. Rachel figured all the news of a serial killer must've sent everyone hiding in their homes. Rachel wanted to be in her safe little apartment too, but she had business to take care of.
Working at a diner in the sleazy part of the city didn't do much to pay the bills. Rachel needed a second gig to make ends meet and it was one she wanted to free herself of as soon as she got the chance. Her second source of income came in the form of ravaging crack houses to scoop up as much drug residue as she could. It was a shameful hustle of hers, but it was the best way for Rachel to make quick cash. She collected the powder thrown about in the room and gathered it in her plastic bag. Rachel sold her findings to the local addicts and even to a few prostitutes if they crossed paths. She hated masquerading as a drug dealer at night, but she only needed a few more payments until her debt was settled. Rachel couldn’t wait until the day she could put all of this behind her. She was on her way to leaving the den when she heard the agonizing slow creak of a door being opened from downstairs. Her heart nearly exploded from her body as her mind raced through several possibilities: A cop who’s trying to catch her in a drug bust? Another dealer taking out the competition? Or was it someone even worse? Rachel bolted it out of there. The creaky floorboards ruined any chance she had of being stealthy so thought it best to leave while she still had the chance. Rachel navigated through the twisting corridors of the den until she escaped to the outside patio that connected to another house using a long board of wood. She paused. It was an extremely narrow space to move across and the fall down would end everything.
'Damn it! I don't have time to think things over. I have to get outta here before he catches up with me' She thought to herself. Willing her nerves, she carefully placed one foot in front of the other on the slender plank of wood. Both arms were stretched to the side to maintain her scant amount of balance. She felt herself wobble on one side and then to the other before her leather purse slipped off her arm and down to the ground below.
" Shit! My keys were in there!" Rachel cursed to herself while praying she too didn't plummet to the ground. Each step forward felt like an eternity, anxiety pooling inside her like a bomb ready to explode. She carefully scurried across the wooden plank until she reached the other side. As soon as her feet touched the rooftop, Rachel took off running down a flight of stairs and was faced with another confusing corridor of twisting angles. 'Who the hell designed the place?' She thought as she struggled to navigate her way around.
This building was even worse than the previous one. The apartment didn't look too big from the outside, but inside it was practically a labyrinth. Each corner led to several halls to transverse and she even found herself walking In circles. Her heartbeat pounded in her chest with every second she spent wasted in the corridors. She felt so relieved when she finally found the staircase. Rachel nearly tripped over herself as she shot her legs down the spiraling set of stairs. Once she reached the first floor, she headed straight for the door and stopped right in her tracks when she saw the Nightripper waiting for her. There he was. She saw his signature black trench coat and a bright yellow duck mask with a knife in hand. Her blood ran cold and every ounce of energy she had left in her vanished. It was her worst nightmare come to life.
Rachel's screams echoed throughout the entirety of the crack den. She did a complete 180 and took off bolting down the hall. Her frantic thoughts were muffled by the sounds of the feet slamming against the ground and her heart on the verge of bursting.
Rachel could hear the night ripper hot on her trail. His iconic duck laugh cackled in her ears. Rachel found herself in the absolute worst place to be hunted down. The various twisting corners and halls made the crack den resemble a maze. It was like every component of the building served to slow Rachel down further. She let out a sigh of relief once she reached the fire escape.
She almost tumbled down the metallic flight of stairs with how anxious she was. Her shoes stomped on the cracked concrete as she ran through the vacant neighborhood. Before, Rachel enjoyed how quiet the neighborhood became due to the night ripper's crimes. It lowered the chances of her being caught occupying crack dens. Now? She was desperately clinging onto the hope that someone,anyone, could save her.
It was after five blocks of running did she meet another human. The woman wore a tight-fitting dress that went well above her knees and shabby looking high heels. She waited on the street corner with a cigarette in hand like she was waiting for a client.
"You have to get out of here! The night ripper is on the loose and he'll chop us up if we don't hurry!" Rachel cried in a desperate attempt to at least do one good deed that night. Perhaps if she managed to save the life of a stranger, it would make up for all the crime she had done.
The woman simply rolled her eyes and blew a puff of smoke in Rachel's direction. " Fuck off. I'm not gonna let you steal my clients with some stupid made up story. I have bills to pay so I ain't budging."
" I'm not in that line of business, lady! The night ripper is really out there and I just barely managed to escape from him. We have to run outta here now!"
" I said fuck off! This business is all I have and I ain't gonna let some crazed bitch take that away from me." The woman went back to puffing her cigarette. Rachel had no time to argue with the fool. She tried in vain to save her, but some people dug their own graves. Rachel bolted down several more blocks until she came across a payphone. She had just enough money to make one phone call. She contemplated between calling 911 or her roommate.
' Who knows how long it'll take for the police to get here. My best bet is to get my room unlocked.' Rachel thought to herself as she inserted two nickels. She heard the low groan of her tired roommate from the other side of the phone.
" Hey, it's me Rachel. Do me a huge favor and keep the door unlocked. I lost my keys and I should be coming home soon. Please just hurry. " The words fumbled in her mouth with how quickly she forced them out. It wasn't until she heard her roommates' confused confirmation did she hang up the phone and went back to running.
Along the way, she heard the blood curdling scream of a woman in her last moments. Rachel could only imagine it was the woman she tried to save earlier. Tears welled in her eyes as she imagined how close she was to facing the same fate. Her adrenaline and anxiety kept her going. Rachel dashed out of the slums with all the energy she had left.
Words couldn't describe her relief once she finally arrived at her apartment. She flung the door open and locked it behind her before sitting down on the couch. She was free. Everything else was behind her now. Rachel was beyond exhausted from the blocks of running and mental anguish she went through. All the energy she had left her body as she closed her eyes to drift off into a peaceful slumber. Into a peaceful dream where she was unable to hear the front door slowly turning open. Unable to hear that duck laugh quickly approaching her.

37-year-old married dad with one amazing kid. I travel a lot for work (been to 48 of the 50 states!). When I am not traveling and am home, the days can get long. I'm here to find someone to chat with throughout the day and get to know. Someone who enjoys conversations that feel natural and not forced.
A bit about me: I love sports, especially college football, and I’m a big conversationalist. I enjoy really getting to know people and learning from their experiences.
I'm looking for someone who enjoys engaging conversations, whether it's about the ups and downs of daily life, our favorite sports teams, travel experiences, or anything that is entertaining. I appreciate humor and sarcasm, so if you can dish it out, you’re my kind of person.
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Dust settled at the surface of an old and cracked lense, the glass has turned foggy and yellow from age, and the binocular it's a part of has its outer layer of plastic crumble to dust when touched too hard. And crumble it did as the figure's hand gripped it tight, the figure shifted its position, lying down in the sand, to catch up with the pace of something far away.
They looked through the binoculars, at a moving dust cloud, at the 10 vehicle strong raid party creating it. The figure seemed bothered by it, they didn't want to get spotted, so they waited, until the cloud was far away and could barely be seen through the binoculars from where they were. The moment it was far enough the figure stood up, and took off the smudgy green and brown tarp off their motorcycle, for camouflage it seems.
"....."
The figure had waited until the dead of night for the raid party to pass, it was too dark to see anything, no moonlight as the night was unfortunately cloudy. The figure seemed to take a liking to how the clouds reflect the moonlight, and sat down, without taking their eyes off the sky. Hours were spent, with barely any moonlight, staring at the admittedly beautiful sky, mesmerized, and reminded.
".....hmm?"
Perhaps for the first time in months, the figure spoke, just a slight expression of confusion. They looked at the sky, as it... Got brighter? Somehow? Many thoughts crossed the figure's mind, was the moon getting bigger? No, are the clouds going away? no as well, so what could it be?. The sky got very bright for a moment that it looked like day even in the dead of night, but it dims as the source of the light pierces through the clouds.
"....!"
Something fell out of the sky, it was blue and fiery, and it landed somewhere beyond the mountain ahead. The figure, more curious than scared, revs their motorcycle and scaled down the hill at high speeds, towards the mountain. They can't help but feel something familiar about the whole thing, like they've seen this before, some other time, somewhere, buried deep but not forgotten. And now they want to know, they need to know.
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"AHHH!"
Ciro woke up in cold sweat, her whole body was tense, and the excruciating headache was not helping. She struggled to control her breath, she felt like dying, until she remembered something, she opened the slide out drawer below her bed and took out an inhaler, she used it and just about instantly she was back to normal. Relatively normal, her head still hurts a little, and she is not taking the sudden change too well, so she sat there, caressing her chest to relieve the pain.
"Mmhrr... Dreams?"
Her roommate woke up from all the noise it seems.
"Y-yes... Hagh... Hehm... By the goddess"
"Maybe you should see a doctor"
"A doctor doesn't cure dreams out of your head Kasn!"
Kasn was unbothered by the sarcasm, yawning in his bed, he had his chef hat on him, he does that, he hugs it before he sleeps.
"Mhmm... What's it about?"
"T-the usual, weird desert, that big... Hulking thing, three red eyes, hagh... That was terrifying"
"And clearly not healthy, maybe it's got something with that condition of yours"
"That's not how that works, dreams are from your subconscious! Not a malfunctioning part of your body!"
Kasn is a Tripanq, a more "standard" species, no telepathy or anything notable, other than maybe being half aquatic.
"Still, recurring dreams? Sounds weird to me, since when by the way?"
"I can't remember..."
She stared off into the distance, at her hands, it was shaking, her light pink and slightly purple skin is now more gray. A sign of total fear in her kind, she remembered extending her hand in the dreams, like she was trying to block the... Whatever that creature is in her dreams. The dream always ends with the creature grabbing her hand, and it always hurts.
"Well go back to sleep then"
"What?"
"It's the middle of the rest period, the whole ship's dead asleep, unless you want to sneak off to the kitchen and steal some food"
"What? No! I'll... Go back to sleep"
"Okay, good to know, because i'm going to do that, don't tell anyone"
He got up from his bed, brushed his fur and walked unceremoniously to the door. It's supposed to be locked at rest periods, but he typed something in the console next to it and it slid open.
"Wha-"
"Shh... I'll bring you something, you like cream right?"
Ciro sighed, and decided to just try and sleep again.
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"How is it Ciro?"
The captain asked her as she looked at the wall of data in front of her, it contained the ship's current location and its current destination. It's a bit more complicated than just point A to B. Technically it's just that, with a few twists and turns, a lot of things are to be considered in space, such as the gravity of nearby planets, stars, debris fields, radiation, anything other than empty space.
"Constructing a path sir... Please hold"
Space is not at all empty, it's like an open field, filled with landmines, her job is to find a path through all that, and it isn't as simple looking for an empty path, the dangers move and fluctuate, rather unpredictably. A computer can technically do all this, but not instantly, it takes some time, a precious thing, but a navigator couldn't do all that calculation, so both are paired. The navigator puts in data, and then the computer does the calculation from all that data, then the navigator takes the decisions based on the results, then the computer makes predictions that the navigator must consider and accommodate to.
"Here we are... Some changes are expected but we should be good to go"
"Thank you Ciro, all rear engines at half power please"
There's also the fine tuning, the consideration that the data might be wrong, the importance of a split second decision, a.... Lot.... Really. And Ciro's really good at it, so good in fact, her co-navigator couldn't catch up.
"How are you so fast?"
She asked, and Ciro looks at her with a smile.
"Just practice"
"Tell me what kind of practice then, i've been hoping for a raise lately"
"Ah... It's nothing special, just do what you do i guess, but better"
"Hmm?... I don't get it...."
"You will, trust me, now... The next system…”
There is also, researching the next star system they are going to, it's still a few hours from now, the jump, but it's still important to do. She looks at all the provided data, nothing seems too special on this next one, other than the really nice star that is, a normal sized, yellow star, very neat and decently rare. 9 planets, technically 8, one seems to be a micro, massive asteroid sphere all around the system though, that's going to be tricky to navigate.
“Mhmm… interesting…”
Out of 9, only one planet was in the “golden” zone, the distance from a star that allows a planet to have liquid water. The two outer planets are cold ice/gas hybrid giants, an absolute rarity, she's actually never seen one, only heard of it. If you asked her, she would say it's a rich system, a potentially habitable planet, 4 gas giants of all variants, 3 exotic planets with their own abundant resources, and absurd amounts of asteroids.
“The coalition would love to get their hands on this…”
She commented, her co-navigator seemed to agree with her.
“I’ve never seen a ringed gas giant before, usually those destroys their own ring, and that other one without rings is massive”
“that is certainly interesting”
She was looking at the (very, very rough) 3d models of the planets, the gas giants are a particular interest to her. The bigger one has a pentagon shaped south pole, the smaller one with the rings has a hexagonal shaped north pole, well… more like massive eternal storms really, but still on the poles. As she looked at all the available data, she noticed something, a symbol on the file. If she's not wrong, it’s supposed to mean that the system is restricted.
“Captain?”
“Yes Ciro?”
“Why is our next destination a… restricted system?”
“ah… that, it’s a direct request from the coalition, technically we should be on the way home since yesterday”
“For… what?”
“For potential assessment, it seems to me they have themselves a new place to start a colony in”
That made sense, Ciro thought, usually those kinds of systems are restricted, but only after a colony was built though, so this was kind of peculiar to restrict a system before anything is done to it, it's not even fully explored. She looked around, this seems like a new thing for everybody too, she heard some of her colleagues chatting about it, curious as well.
“Do you think that's a little weird?”
She asked her co-navigator, and she nodded without a second thought.
“Mmhmm… i get it if it was fully cataloged already, but we only have basic information about it, even that is kind of limited”
“Hmm… whatever, maybe they have a new standard or something”
“They should really tell everyone if that's the case, that could’ve been administrative hell, it might as well already be one at this point”
“Yeah…”
She continued studying the data, hoping to find a way to skip the asteroid field that shields the entire system. There seems to be a couple of sizable gaps on it, not big enough though, so the only option is to arrive outside of it, annoyingly far away she might add, the fields have broken up here and there and created webs of death traps around the main asteroid field itself.
“Alright, everyone, good job for today, we’re jumping soon”
“Eh?”
She was so absorbed studying her data that she didn't realize that they were finished with the current system, she can't even remember how long it was supposed to be.
“Are you good?”
Her co navigator asked, with a drink in her hand.
“Huh?”
“You… dozed off, staring at that screen, reading….”
“Really?”
“Really… you skipped lunch, here”
She gave him a plastic box, inside was her usual order at the cafeteria, just… compressed.
“Oh… t-thank you”
“Your welcome sweetie”
She replied with a smile, before going back to her own screen. She was about to take the compressed food bar when someone sent her a question, through telepathy, it hurt her head, souring her mood. She turned around to look across the bridge, at a rookie navigator, male, tall, considerably handsome, and a jerk.
‘Skipped lunch again eh?’
‘can you not?’
‘sorry, but i want to ask you about-’
‘my answer is no’
‘why not?’
She gave him a tense glare that can be felt by everyone in the bridge. They wouldn't know who it was from, but they felt it.
‘i prefer something else’
‘oh wha-’
She cut him off, doing so hurts her head even more.
‘damn jerk’
‘i hear that’
‘no you don't’
‘yes i did'
‘How are you even listening to me right now?’
This time she gave him a sneer, before deciding to just ignore any attempts of communication, whether that be by gesture, verbal or telepathic.
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A couple of hours passed, rather uninteresting, there wasn't much to do, just waiting for the jump and she’s not the one in charge of that. So she just sat there, inhaler in one hand after another barrage of annoying telepathy, and her private datapad in the other. Looking at messages, old, new, and some other things, just trying to kill time, she loves her job, but she can't deny it can be boring at times.
“we’re jumping in a few minutes everyone, strap yourselves in”
The captain made an announcement through the intercom, he wasn't on the bridge, he’s in the engine room, watching over the priming of the drive. It's a complicated process, she herself doesn't understand it, not one bit, her job does help guide it, though it all ends up on a hyper refined computer calculation. Priming the drive itself takes no more than a push of a button, a few minutes should do, waiting for the supercomputer guiding it to finish calculation is what takes the bulk of the time.
“I hate jumps, they make my skin dry”
One of her colleagues commented, they were from an aquatic species. Ciro looked at herself, at her screen as it turns off, all electronics need to be turned off during jumps, otherwise they overload and just explode. The only thing active was lights and minimum life support, everyone was strapped in and closing their eyes, she was the only one wide open.
“I look good”
She complimented herself, caressing her own cheek, looking at herself, appreciating it with all four of her eyes.
“hmph….”
It was hard to say, but she felt troubled, she was confident that today is going to go just fine, as usual, a comfortable tour like all others. But she's got a bad feeling, rather suddenly, and out of nowhere, nothing’s wrong really, but she can't quite put her fingers on why that's not the case. Maybe it's just her being uncomfortable from that dream again, it pops up again from time to time, enough to make her forget about it, but not enough to truly get it out of her mind.
“Hmhmhm…”
Sometimes it feels that the creature from her dreams is right behind her, big, tall, brutish, with its three red emotionless eyes. She can't remember the details all that well, not like she wants to. But she can't ever forget about it, even now, and it's giving her a mighty headache. She closed her eyes for a moment, thinking about something nice, the face of her mother, how her hand felt and her calming voice.
“Sigh… Where are you?... Mom?”
She opened her eyes to complete darkness outside the bridge, and everyone else in it was still unconscious. weird, she's awake already? It's normal to be knocked out cold by a jump, she knows that, but isn't there supposed to be a system that wakes them up? Where's that bad smelling gas she's used to? Why is everyone out? Why is it so…
“......”
Her flow of thought stopped, and she froze as she looked at her screen, there wasn't just her in the reflection, there was the creature, staring at her through the reflection.
‘it's all in my mind’
With strained breaths, she silently used her inhaler, still in her hand.
‘it's in my mind, that's it, i’m dreaming’
The creature’s eye pierced right through her, right into her mind.
‘right? Yes, of course! Of course! It's just in my mind…’
It… knows her, somehow, but she doesn't know it, yet it felt…
‘please… please no’
…Familiar. Like she met it before, but that never happened, that's impossible.
‘it hurts…’
Her breathing was rapid, and she felt the urge to turn around, as deathly afraid as she was, it was irresistible.
‘Ciro….’
That's… not her voice? Who said that? Why is it in her head? Why is it… calming?
‘my….’
She turned around, and like an instinct, she raised her hand, and the creature grabbed it, just like in the dream. The pain came back, real, very real, but far more painful than it has ever been. She wanted to scream, but felt like she had no mouth, no anything, just a mind, falling into bottomless black, helpless, stranded, left alone.
‘daughter….’
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Ciro snapped awake, and immediately she screamed, her body hurts everywhere, her head even more, and her breathing was rapid and uncontrolled. She scrambled to get her inhaler, she looked around, and found it on the floor, a bit far away from her. She unstrapped herself and fell from her seat, having to crawl to reach it. With what she assumed the last of her breath she managed to grab it, and used it until it was empty.
“Hegh… hegh…”
She tried to control her breath, to not much of a result, so she laid there, for God knows how long, until she had the strength to stand up. She could barely lift her own limbs, like they were shackled by some heavy weight, and her senses were scrambled to a point she thought she was blind. She recovered, slowly, she rolled over to lay on her back, and assess the situation as her senses returned.
“A-anyone? Hello?”
First to recover was her sight, it was then that she realized no one was on the bridge, every seat was empty.
“Huh?”
Then it was her touch, she felt just how cold the floor was, odd, it's supposed to stay at a stable temperature, it's not supposed to be this cold.
“Hello?”
Then her hearing returned, and all she could hear was an alarm, and an automated announcement.
‘please calmly proceed to the nearest escape pod’
“Huh?”
With what little power she has, she stood up, she was right in front of the bridge’s window, she had expected a void, or a field of asteroids, instead, she saw a planet.
“What?”
That's not right, the jump is supposed to take them outside the system, why did it bring them here? Was it an error?. She couldn't figure it out, and stood there for a moment, both terrified and somewhat fascinated by how the planet looked up close, not as blue or green as she expected, mostly deserts it seems, but still oddly beautiful. She realized it was the golden planet, but that just raised more questions, why are they here? How are they here? Where is everybody?
‘warning, light drive unstable, detonation imminent’
“No…”
She turned around in confusion and fear, hoping she didn't actually hear what she just heard, but as the messages repeated again and again, there is no doubt she heard it right, however she wishes she's not. She limped her way out of the bridge, her movement hadn't quite recovered yet, so she pushed herself to the limit, trying to move as fast as she could as the ship’s drive slowly but surely imploded on itself.
“Please… let there be one”
She said to no one as she approached an escape pod room, this specific room is for the bridge crew. The bulkhead door that secured it was open, meaning someone had escaped, and she was right, when she arrived, all but one pod had already been launched.
“Y-yes!”
She walked up to it as fast as her limping leg could take her, when she got to it, the ship shook violently, before another concerning announcement came through the intercom.
‘light drive detonation in 10’
Hearing the countdown, her heart rate spiked.
‘9’
She practically punched the pod's console to get it open. It did so frustratingly slowly.
‘8’
“Come on damn it!”
‘7’
When it opened far enough for her to fit in the one person pod, she jumped in, not even bothering to strap herself in.
‘6’
The pod’s door was closing just as slowly as it was opening, frustrated, she kicked it, and it slammed shut, almost clipping her leg.
‘5’
The pod had its own countdown, which she hoped to be fast enough as she looked at the internal console.
‘4’
‘launch in 3…’
She was heading to… the golden planet, she didn't pay much attention to the atmospheric data, simply praying it was breathable as she closed her eyes.
‘3’
‘2…’
She's not religious, unlike her mother, but she prayed to every god she knows.
‘2’
‘1… launch initiated’
As the pod slid out of its silo and initiated its engines, she heard the final countdown of the detonation.
‘1, light drive collapsing’
Her view changed from the barely lit up pod room to the dark of space, with only her ship in sight. The rear of the ship collapsed in on itself, bringing the rest of the front with it as it got pulled by a micro blackhole, it barely lasted a few seconds before the blackhole collapsed, unable to keep its own mass stable. The resulting explosion was massive, her pod was in the blast radius, and the anti heat and radiation shielding could barely take it. She had a slight heart attack when she watched the outermost layer of the pod literally melt to the point of boiling.
“.....”
But it was all fine, that was the only damage to the pod, which is acceptable. It did put the pod at a condition that barely qualifies for rapid atmospheric entry, and when she finally read the atmospheric data of the planet, she worried for her life. A lot of hydrogen and oxygen, it's going to be a very hot entry. She closed her eyes again, trying not to cry as she hoped for the best.
“mom i miss you”
She mumbled between strained breaths and tears.
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Ciro felt… dry, she felt… hot, like she's near a fire, she can't remember where she was, or what happened. She opened her eyes to the best abilities, and saw… a desert, just like in her dreams, just slightly different, she doesn't know why she knows that it's the desert in her dream, she just does. It felt familiar, like she's touched this sand before, like she has once breathed this dry air, she doesn't know why.
“///”
She heard something, she can't recognize it, unironically the only thing unfamiliar.
“//// //!”
It sounds like a buzz in her ear, like a language she doesn't know.
“.....”
She looks around, as much lying on the sand lets her look, she sees a burning pieces of a… hull? From a pod it seems. Her foggy memory starts to clear up when she sees her own hand, it was dirty from all the sand, dust and ash. Suddenly, memories flooded in, she remembered everything, and got up.
“Ergh!”
Or at least she tried to, she couldn't move much, she could barely move.
“What?...”
“///! /// /// ////?”
She heard some sort of… talking? Right behind her, she rolled over on her back to see what it came from. Immediately she wanted to scream, everything was just like in her dreams, except this time its very real, and that included the creature, it stared her down, its tall stature completely overshadowing her.
“Please no!”
It reached for her, and she put her hand up, once again, just like in the dream, it grabbed her hand. She closed her eyes, she expected pain and death, that the creature has always wanted to kill her. Yet she felt… warm? The grip was soft and oddly comforting, she felt a pull and suddenly she was up on her feet. She opened all four of her eyes, only to almost close it all again when she saw the creature right in front of her, very close.
“D-don’t kill me… please… i… i…”
The creature is terrifying, exactly like in her dreams, but there's something slightly different about it. It held her right hand, firmly, seemingly the only thing letting her even stand straight. It breathes out heavily before grabbing its own face and… peeling it? Ciro realized it was actually a helmet, someone… or something was wearing it. It revealed its own face to her, it didn't look too foreign, one mouth, one nose, two eyes, with fur above each eye, and some sort of long hair on top of their head.
“What?....”
“/// /// /////?”
It looked at her with brown eyes, a sharp and dramatic contrast to Ciro’s own iridescent iris. It looked down at something, and made some sort of an expression, surprise? Ciro looked down as the creature's expression turned to something that can pass as panic. She saw her own hand first, coated in something light blue in color, a mix of deep blue and light blue actually, funny, it kind of looks like…
“huh…”
…Blood of a Qo’kvell, it’s not red or orange unlike most others. She felt light headed suddenly, maybe it's just the air, maybe, the atmosphere isn't the most suited for her kind. Maybe it's just a post atmo break headache, those happen often to Qo’kvells, maybe, just… maybe…
“Whe- where are we go… ing…?”
Her vision darkens as the creature dragged her somewhere, to a weird looking… vehicle she would assume, it looks like it has wheels. The creature laid her down next to it, it seems a bit in a rush, she has no clue why though, everything seems fine. She thinks about it for a second, maybe she shouldn't keep calling it a creature, maybe it's a person.
“hey… is that… bandage ster…. Ster… rilized….?”
She dozed off to complete darkness, perhaps she's wrong, perhaps it was all just a dream again, just very different. It’s probably a dream and she’ll wake up in her chair or something… probably, it's all in her head… right?

37-year-old married dad with one amazing kid. I travel a lot for work (been to 48 of the 50 states!). When I am not traveling and am home, the days can get long. I'm here to find someone to chat with throughout the day and get to know. Someone who enjoys conversations that feel natural and not forced.
A bit about me: I love sports, especially college football, and I’m a big conversationalist. I enjoy really getting to know people and learning from their experiences.
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(Only Europe, Please) - short note - If you're not into reading or receiving long messages,don't read any further + Please If you don't want to read everything because of my post being too long for you & instead of reading It all - ..skip some parts - find another person to talk to.Let's respect each other and our free time. All people criticizing/making fun of me & other people - will be blocked.Pretty much as people questioning my post and giving me unsolicited advice.I'm not here for any conflicts and I know I can't please everyone - I know I never will.. However It's me who should feel comfortable in my new potential friendship & obviously someone who wants to be my friend - not the whole world.. which is why I don't need any advice from people who don't even want to be a part of my life. The amount of rude people on Reddit always criticizing others and making fun of them is unbelievably high but let me tell you something - NEVER let anyone make choices for you and criticize you only because you're different! Always fight for your dreams and never let anyone make you think you're worthless! It's your life and you're the one deciding what's best for you - If you want to judge me despite not even wanting to talk to me or give me advice better block me! I'm an adult woman and I make all decisions on my own.I'm not trying to "fit in" and be like everyone else - just to get more attention.Accept me for who I am or let go - is my motto.
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Hello guys! 🙂 (read everything before you decide to send me a message) Please send me a message ONLY If you're in the same situation and If your expectations are the same as mine.I want to find like minded people from Europe (Why Europe? Read my post to find out) I'm looking for something permanent (remember - you can feel lonely even If you're surrounded by others - If there's no emotional bond) I'm fed up of meeting people who never make time for me & only text me once or twice a week to ask me "what are you up to?" Out of boredom.I don't want to meet people asking others a million of questions like "what's your favorite movie?" Just to give them one word answer and ask them another question "and music? Your favorite song?" I'm looking for something "deeper" & different 🙂
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What kind of friend would I like to find? Someone to talk to on a daily basis - Someone who needs It & wants It just as much as me
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What are my expectations? I would like to meet someone in a similar situation – why? Because I honestly feel like only a person with the same expectations and a similar outlook on life would get along with me & because I feel more comfortable talking to people like me..Friendless people who need a strong bond - people without friends and partners.. Don't get me wrong…Most people deserve to be happy and It's good to have friends but people who have friends or families in real life are usually more focused on them (which is completely understandable) & have less time for others + I simply don't want to be replaced by anyone..I kind of envy people who can call others , true friends given I don't have an emotional bond with any of my acquaintances. Please send me a message only If you're not In a relationship and don't have friends for the same reasons I've already mentioned before
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Whenever I hear that others have friends I simply get sad because (believe it or not) If I had to choose between 20 people to talk to (acquaintances) and one special person - I'd choose that one special person without any hesitation .
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I also want to talk to others every day because..I want to see someone’s effort & be someone's first choice - not another person to have random conversations with..some people ask me "Why do you want to talk to people from Europe?" Well..Because I would like to see someone I'd get along with - In the far future - face to face :) + I don't want to wait any longer than 6 hours to receive a message - waiting 6 hours to receive a message is more than enough
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I'm by no means criticizing people who don't want to talk to others often / People who really are super busy & People who want to find someone to have unimportant conversations with - I'm aware that not everyone has the same expectations which is why everything you're reading now - is here for a reason :) All I'm suggesting is - I don't want anything temporary and I don't want to be the one always giving more than receiving.Listen people - I used to ignore being..ignored by others..always being just an option to talk to during tough times or moments of boredom.I was too young to realize that I was never important enough for most people that were a part of my life. I don't know who needs to hear this but..No one is too busy to make time for you! People make excuses to avoid others because they prioritize everything and (maybe) everyone..over them. It's true that most people are busy - but It takes only a few seconds to start a conversation (If you're into short messages) and a few minutes (1-10/15) to type a long message . Don't let anyone lie to you.
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Truth is that most people either don't like you enough to make time for you or just simply - feel no need to talk to others often but are they too busy? No..You don't need to send me a message just to ask me and tell me "Do you really want to talk every day? I like long messages but I can't promise to contact you often" If you really are unsure please don't send me a message.I don't need more acquaintances aka people to talk to - occasionally.
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I'm not trying to sound rude but conversations once or twice a week wouldn't be enough for me and I don't need them... Let me tell you one thing – A true friend would never just give up on you for no reason :) It’s always possible to find someone to have a random conversation with – someone willing to send you one message once or twice a week..but..It’s almost impossible to find people willing to make more time for you.
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I’m not asking a busy person to make time for me by changing some plans! Absolutely not! I’m here to find someone who wants to talk daily (throughout the day or maybe even night) of one’s own will.Someone looking for the same kind of connection.Strong friendships are based on mutual support. One of the best things you can do for a friend in need, is just to be there for them when they want to talk.I often see posts from people who always say how friendless they are because they don't feel loved or appreciated by their "friends" remember! A true friend - someone who truly likes you or someone who wants to get to know you - will always find time for you.
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I'm not interested in small talk/short messages - I love long and meaningful conversations. It's so easy to find someone who loves abbreviations and questions like "How are you?" How was your day? Or what are you interested in? But so hard/almost impossible to find a person who knows how to keep a conversation going & show others some effort.Building and maintaining friendships takes time and effort.Never allow pursuits or possessions to become bigger priorities than your relations with other people.Close friendships are so important to us because they are so difficult to form + Having friends can help you feel as if you belong to something that brings purpose and connection to your life
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• I do NOT respond to any „Hey,hmu” or „u want to talk?” type of messages (super short messages or messages full of abbreviations – I literally can’t stand abbreviations and acronyms in text messages) ALL messages full of abbreviations will immediately be ignored.I also don't like it when people ignore everything I say in private messages just to focus on a random question or? When they start talking only about themselves and don't ever ask me anything. I love conversations with people referring to everything I say...I want everything I say and do - to be reciprocated
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• No NSFW profiles (checking mental health subreddits NOT included as I'm a huge empath and always try to understand others) - Please! I'm not looking for anyone to flirt with and I'm not looking for a partner either. I always check people's profiles (even comment history) - To avoid guys, trying to get inappropriate pictures from adult women or? flirt with them + I don't want to see you with no clothes on so If you're on Reddit only because you want others to see what's underneath your clothes - I'm not for you! I just simply don't want to see any s e x related activity on your profile If you want to talk to me.
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• If both of us (you and I) are from the same country (I live in a non-English speaking country) - I want to communicate with you in our first language! No - Not because I don't understand English - because as you see - I do. Why then? English is simply overrated and people don't appreciate other languages as much as they should. So.. If we're from the same country and you want to talk only in English (which is quite common on reddit) - Talk to someone else. I just don't want to talk to a person from the same country as mine - in a foreign language as It's just something I don't understand even If all you want is to improve your language skills
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• Please only adult people 18-36 (age range) It doesn't matter to me If you're younger or older than me (as long as you're not underage) So.. don't worry! I just want to have discussions with emotionally mature people :)
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• I don’t respond to messages I don’t find interesting even If they're long - If after receiving and reading your message I don't feel comfortable or think "I wouldn't get along with him/her" I simply do not respond (what I’m suggesting is that I don’t always respond to someone’s first or second message because..sometimes you just know If you’d get along with someone or not- I’d never ignore anyone after days or weeks of daily conversations though) just because I don’t want to do anything forcefully & because I don’t want to lead anyone on. I read all messages but I definitely don't respond to all of them! I want to make it clear because I don't want to be accused of not responding and not reading people's messages! - Some people don't message me back as well and even If It's a bit disappointing I'm ok with that! - as long as there's no emotional bond - Not responding to someone's first or second message Is completely OK! If people think they wouldn't get along with a stranger - is there a reason to start a conversation? I don't think so. I can't stand being ignored after days or weeks of daily conversations and seeing people changing priorities over time.. but that's something different - something I don't want to go through ever again for real. If I'm really interested in someone's message it's impossible to hear from me "I'm too busy" because I know myself and If I had no time for others - I wouldn't be here. I don't want to pretend someone I'm not and always try to find some cheap excuses to avoid others. (unlike most people who don't want to talk to others)
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• Don’t ask me “Can you tell me something about yourself?” If you really want to get to know me - you can ask me questions :) I'm an open book.
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• It would be better If you guys were into emojis - like me - to describe your emotions In text messages. Two emojis - 🙂 and 🙁 are completely enough! I just don't like emotionless conversations.I also don't like it when people say "yeah" or yea"as it sounds dismissively. First impression Is everything to me! I want to see your kindness even in a text message - Emojis are very helpful to express your emotions.I don't want to meet people who say "crying Is a weakness" - It's OK to cry even If you're a guy!
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• I want to talk on reddit first (just to make sure If I'd get along with you) before moving to Discord or some other app
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• I would rather talk to a homebody - not another person who always has something to do as people who are very busy don't even have time for daily conversations
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• If you're another person interested only in "childish conversations" such as "HEYOOO! I'M BORED! Ya like Pizza or cheese? xDDDD 🤣" I'm begging you! Don't send me a message.I'm not a child anymore and such messages don't make me smile or laugh.I'm looking for someone interested In serious discussions - not another person just seeking some entertainment out of boredom . Conversations with sarcastic undertones (even when It comes to some emojis such as 🤣😂) are not for me. Your typing style matters to me! Why? when It comes to online conversations with someone new - It's not always possible to know If someone Is laughing at you.. or with you. Let me tell you something else! Jokes about cancer, disabilities and death are UNACCEPTABLE to me. If you find joy In someone else's misfortune you are not a person I want to know.
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• Time response matters to me a lot! I would never ask anyone to be online all day long and I'm NOT asking any of you for any instant messaging as I'm someone who would rather wait an hour or two to receive a proper response instead of some short and pointless messages but I'm interested only in daily conversations and I don't want to wait any longer than 6 hours to get a message from you.I don't need unbelievably long messages either! Messages as long as the second paragraph of my post - are completely enough. If you like longer messages? you can send me a longer message, but If you want to send me one word or one sentence as a response to my post - don't expect a reaction from me. I don't want to come across as rude - I just don't want to waste your time
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• I'm strongly AGAINST picking on people you don't even want to chat with - and making fun of them! I can't stand people who criticize others publicly or make fun of them! (only because they disagree with someone they don't even know) There's no place In my life for someone using Reddit, to hurt other people
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• I'm not into foul language and I definitely don't want to talk to people who swear a lot...
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• I want to meet assertive people who know what they want and always stand up for their friends
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• I want to meet someone willing to call me In the future, someone spontaneously sending me pictures of animals or food, et cetera. I want more than just text conversations.. 🌻
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Why can’t you see any of my hobbies listed down below? Because what really matters to me is..who you are (If you’re honest, talkative ,understanding, caring and trustworthy – for example) just simply – It matters to me what you’re like! not what you like.Don’t get me wrong – you can tell me what your hobbies are but from my point of view - people's hobbies are important - If you want to find a gaming buddy or If you want to meet someone to hang out with in real life and..go bowling for example.What most people seem to care about are other people's passions – I don’t. I get along with other people despite having completely different hobbies but I absolutely don’t get along with people way different than me (different expectations and outlook on life – way different sense of humor or personality traits – It’s just an example) It doesn't make ANY DIFFERENCE to me If you're a gamer or? Someone interested in photography! It doesn't make any difference - > as long as you're talkative and kind and If you also want to find someone willing to stay in your life..for good - But If you're into small talk and all you want is to...type and receive super short messages or If you're here only because you're bored and don't know what to do + If you're a very sarcastic person - I'm definitely not for you! I don't get along with overly sarcastic people turning everything into a joke. Friendships should be natural – not forced. I wouldn't get along with people who laugh at everything.. In my opinion most people are way too sarcastic.. It's quite sad... Sarcasm can also be another form of passive-aggressive behavior.
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People who want to be to friends should feel comfortable and have something in common. No - not necessarily a similar taste in music or movies but something else..Most friendships don't fizzle out because of people not having the same hobbies but..because they just simply have different expectations when It comes to something important.I'm not here out of boredom and trust me - I'm not here to meet as many people as possible.I choose quality over quantity.I highly value myself and my time & Sometimes one person but a person who makes you feel comfortable and understood - is more than enough :) We ALL can choose what kind of people we’d like to talk to and maybe even become really good friends with and I? I don’t want anyone to be disappointed.We all have some expectations after all.I know that people don't have to talk as often as possible in order to become friends but I'm interested only in daily conversations. If you really need someone to talk to due to loneliness and If you have time to talk to me daily (throughout the day and maybe even night) I always make time for others.I'm literally always available.I could even stay up all night long only to talk to someone important to me. I’m ready to commit but only If there’s some chemistry between me and someone else.I don’t do anything forcefully.
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If you want to talk to me tell me your story - tell me why you're here, what kind of friend would you like to meet :) Et cetera.Such messages are way more interesting to me than...someone's long list of hobbies. I know! It's unusual on reddit but I don't make friends based on hobbies..I want to meet someone with the same mindset as mine to finally feel understood and get close to someone new. You can share your problems with me - I absolutely don't mind "complaining" as I've been through a lot in my life.What do people usually tell you when you tell them that something's wrong? "Don't complain" or "Life's not over yet - one day you'll be happy" or "There are worse situations than yours" and..obviously "Find a therapist" Life's not a fairytale and sometimes things don't go as planned.Emotions shouldn't be bottled up.I'm sick of people always telling others "everything's gonna be ok" move on " & more..Trust me people - not everyone wants to hear "Just believe in yourself and everything's gonna be ok" Some people take it as reassurance - but others? They would rather hear something different 🙁Imagine being told that things will be okay, only for them to get worse..Do you guys know why telling someone "everything's gonna be ok" Is wrong? Because you can't see the future.
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You can't guarantee others that one day they'll finally be happy + when It comes to social interactions - We're responsible only for ourselves - not others & as you guys know people let us down quite often (sometimes even when there's no reason) so instead of telling people how they should move on, forget everything and be happy or asking them to find a therapist - be there for them! Always be willing to listen to them If you really like them or want to get to know them & don't suggest everyone in a tough situation to find a therapist because even the best therapist won't ever replace a true friend + It's quite normal to be disappointed If people always do something to hurt you. Sharing your hardships with other people in a very similar situation or exactly the same one - is VERY helpful If the other person understands you & wants to start all over by just letting it all out! Feeling emotional support instead of always hearing some "positive quotes" or someone saying "Stop complaining let's talk about something else - Is very important! "Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on. I appreciate sensitive people who always try to understand others. If after hearing a sad story all you want to say is "forget the past and move on" you're not for me. It's important to be a good listener and provide emotional support to others
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Please - If you're a completely different person than the described type of person I'm looking for (If you love abbreviations,If you don't need a stable friendship, If you're sarcastic and quiet) or If you simply disagree with my post - don't force yourself to send me a message.I want my new potential friendship to be natural which is why I want you to contact me only If your needs are the same - I don't want you to pretend someone you're not - only to please me - Pretending to be someone you're not - is the worst.I want to finally be happy again & find someone "always" wanting to talk - sending me random pictures throughout the day - food pictures or pictures of some animals. What is the most important to me? I want to find people who value online friendships as much as they would value real life ones as there's another human being on the other side
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I know It's possible to meet people with exactly the same expectations as mine but It's just not easy because most people are Interested In temporary and entertaining conversations. People like me are just "different" I really want to finally find someone who loves emojis as much as I do.. someone who loves sweet, warm and serious discussions at the same time. Emojis really do - change conversations 😊

(Only Europe, Please) - short note - If you're not into reading or receiving long messages,don't read any further + Please If you don't want to read everything because of my post being too long for you & instead of reading It all - ..skip some parts - find another person to talk to.Let's respect each other and our free time. All people criticizing/making fun of me & other people - will be blocked.Pretty much as people questioning my post and giving me unsolicited advice.I'm not here for any conflicts and I know I can't please everyone - I know I never will.. However It's me who should feel comfortable in my new potential friendship & obviously someone who wants to be my friend - not the whole world.. which is why I don't need any advice from people who don't even want to be a part of my life. The amount of rude people on Reddit always criticizing others and making fun of them is unbelievably high but let me tell you something - NEVER let anyone make choices for you and criticize you only because you're different! Always fight for your dreams and never let anyone make you think you're worthless! It's your life and you're the one deciding what's best for you - If you want to judge me despite not even wanting to talk to me or give me advice better block me! I'm an adult woman and I make all decisions on my own.I'm not trying to "fit in" and be like everyone else - just to get more attention.Accept me for who I am or let go - is my motto.
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Hello guys! 🙂 (read everything before you decide to send me a message) Please send me a message ONLY If you're in the same situation and If your expectations are the same as mine.I want to find like minded people from Europe (Why Europe? Read my post to find out) I'm looking for something permanent (remember - you can feel lonely even If you're surrounded by others - If there's no emotional bond) I'm fed up of meeting people who never make time for me & only text me once or twice a week to ask me "what are you up to?" Out of boredom.I don't want to meet people asking others a million of questions like "what's your favorite movie?" Just to give them one word answer and ask them another question "and music? Your favorite song?" I'm looking for something "deeper" & different 🙂
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What kind of friend would I like to find? Someone to talk to on a daily basis - Someone who needs It & wants It just as much as me
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What are my expectations? I would like to meet someone in a similar situation – why? Because I honestly feel like only a person with the same expectations and a similar outlook on life would get along with me & because I feel more comfortable talking to people like me..Friendless people who need a strong bond - people without friends and partners.. Don't get me wrong…Most people deserve to be happy and It's good to have friends but people who have friends or families in real life are usually more focused on them (which is completely understandable) & have less time for others + I simply don't want to be replaced by anyone..I kind of envy people who can call others , true friends given I don't have an emotional bond with any of my acquaintances. Please send me a message only If you're not In a relationship and don't have friends for the same reasons I've already mentioned before
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Whenever I hear that others have friends I simply get sad because (believe it or not) If I had to choose between 20 people to talk to (acquaintances) and one special person - I'd choose that one special person without any hesitation .
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I also want to talk to others every day because..I want to see someone’s effort & be someone's first choice - not another person to have random conversations with..some people ask me "Why do you want to talk to people from Europe?" Well..Because I would like to see someone I'd get along with - In the far future - face to face :) + I don't want to wait any longer than 6 hours to receive a message - waiting 6 hours to receive a message is more than enough
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I'm by no means criticizing people who don't want to talk to others often / People who really are super busy & People who want to find someone to have unimportant conversations with - I'm aware that not everyone has the same expectations which is why everything you're reading now - is here for a reason :) All I'm suggesting is - I don't want anything temporary and I don't want to be the one always giving more than receiving.Listen people - I used to ignore being..ignored by others..always being just an option to talk to during tough times or moments of boredom.I was too young to realize that I was never important enough for most people that were a part of my life. I don't know who needs to hear this but..No one is too busy to make time for you! People make excuses to avoid others because they prioritize everything and (maybe) everyone..over them. It's true that most people are busy - but It takes only a few seconds to start a conversation (If you're into short messages) and a few minutes (1-10/15) to type a long message . Don't let anyone lie to you.
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Truth is that most people either don't like you enough to make time for you or just simply - feel no need to talk to others often but are they too busy? No..You don't need to send me a message just to ask me and tell me "Do you really want to talk every day? I like long messages but I can't promise to contact you often" If you really are unsure please don't send me a message.I don't need more acquaintances aka people to talk to - occasionally.
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I'm not trying to sound rude but conversations once or twice a week wouldn't be enough for me and I don't need them... Let me tell you one thing – A true friend would never just give up on you for no reason :) It’s always possible to find someone to have a random conversation with – someone willing to send you one message once or twice a week..but..It’s almost impossible to find people willing to make more time for you.
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I’m not asking a busy person to make time for me by changing some plans! Absolutely not! I’m here to find someone who wants to talk daily (throughout the day or maybe even night) of one’s own will.Someone looking for the same kind of connection.Strong friendships are based on mutual support. One of the best things you can do for a friend in need, is just to be there for them when they want to talk.I often see posts from people who always say how friendless they are because they don't feel loved or appreciated by their "friends" remember! A true friend - someone who truly likes you or someone who wants to get to know you - will always find time for you.
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I'm not interested in small talk/short messages - I love long and meaningful conversations. It's so easy to find someone who loves abbreviations and questions like "How are you?" How was your day? Or what are you interested in? But so hard/almost impossible to find a person who knows how to keep a conversation going & show others some effort.Building and maintaining friendships takes time and effort.Never allow pursuits or possessions to become bigger priorities than your relations with other people.Close friendships are so important to us because they are so difficult to form + Having friends can help you feel as if you belong to something that brings purpose and connection to your life
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• I do NOT respond to any „Hey,hmu” or „u want to talk?” type of messages (super short messages or messages full of abbreviations – I literally can’t stand abbreviations and acronyms in text messages) ALL messages full of abbreviations will immediately be ignored.I also don't like it when people ignore everything I say in private messages just to focus on a random question or? When they start talking only about themselves and don't ever ask me anything. I love conversations with people referring to everything I say...I want everything I say and do - to be reciprocated
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• No NSFW profiles (checking mental health subreddits NOT included as I'm a huge empath and always try to understand others) - Please! I'm not looking for anyone to flirt with and I'm not looking for a partner either. I always check people's profiles (even comment history) - To avoid guys, trying to get inappropriate pictures from adult women or? flirt with them + I don't want to see you with no clothes on so If you're on Reddit only because you want others to see what's underneath your clothes - I'm not for you! I just simply don't want to see any s e x related activity on your profile If you want to talk to me.
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• If both of us (you and I) are from the same country (I live in a non-English speaking country) - I want to communicate with you in our first language! No - Not because I don't understand English - because as you see - I do. Why then? English is simply overrated and people don't appreciate other languages as much as they should. So.. If we're from the same country and you want to talk only in English (which is quite common on reddit) - Talk to someone else. I just don't want to talk to a person from the same country as mine - in a foreign language as It's just something I don't understand even If all you want is to improve your language skills
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• Please only adult people 18-36 (age range) It doesn't matter to me If you're younger or older than me (as long as you're not underage) So.. don't worry! I just want to have discussions with emotionally mature people :)
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• I don’t respond to messages I don’t find interesting even If they're long - If after receiving and reading your message I don't feel comfortable or think "I wouldn't get along with him/her" I simply do not respond (what I’m suggesting is that I don’t always respond to someone’s first or second message because..sometimes you just know If you’d get along with someone or not- I’d never ignore anyone after days or weeks of daily conversations though) just because I don’t want to do anything forcefully & because I don’t want to lead anyone on. I read all messages but I definitely don't respond to all of them! I want to make it clear because I don't want to be accused of not responding and not reading people's messages! - Some people don't message me back as well and even If It's a bit disappointing I'm ok with that! - as long as there's no emotional bond - Not responding to someone's first or second message Is completely OK! If people think they wouldn't get along with a stranger - is there a reason to start a conversation? I don't think so. I can't stand being ignored after days or weeks of daily conversations and seeing people changing priorities over time.. but that's something different - something I don't want to go through ever again for real. If I'm really interested in someone's message it's impossible to hear from me "I'm too busy" because I know myself and If I had no time for others - I wouldn't be here. I don't want to pretend someone I'm not and always try to find some cheap excuses to avoid others. (unlike most people who don't want to talk to others)
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• Don’t ask me “Can you tell me something about yourself?” If you really want to get to know me - you can ask me questions :) I'm an open book.
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• It would be better If you guys were into emojis - like me - to describe your emotions In text messages. Two emojis - 🙂 and 🙁 are completely enough! I just don't like emotionless conversations.I also don't like it when people say "yeah" or yea"as it sounds dismissively. First impression Is everything to me! I want to see your kindness even in a text message - Emojis are very helpful to express your emotions.I don't want to meet people who say "crying Is a weakness" - It's OK to cry even If you're a guy!
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• I want to talk on reddit first (just to make sure If I'd get along with you) before moving to Discord or some other app
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• I would rather talk to a homebody - not another person who always has something to do as people who are very busy don't even have time for daily conversations
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• If you're another person interested only in "childish conversations" such as "HEYOOO! I'M BORED! Ya like Pizza or cheese? xDDDD 🤣" I'm begging you! Don't send me a message.I'm not a child anymore and such messages don't make me smile or laugh.I'm looking for someone interested In serious discussions - not another person just seeking some entertainment out of boredom . Conversations with sarcastic undertones (even when It comes to some emojis such as 🤣😂) are not for me. Your typing style matters to me! Why? when It comes to online conversations with someone new - It's not always possible to know If someone Is laughing at you.. or with you. Let me tell you something else! Jokes about cancer, disabilities and death are UNACCEPTABLE to me. If you find joy In someone else's misfortune you are not a person I want to know.
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• Time response matters to me a lot! I would never ask anyone to be online all day long and I'm NOT asking any of you for any instant messaging as I'm someone who would rather wait an hour or two to receive a proper response instead of some short and pointless messages but I'm interested only in daily conversations and I don't want to wait any longer than 6 hours to get a message from you.I don't need unbelievably long messages either! Messages as long as the second paragraph of my post - are completely enough. If you like longer messages? you can send me a longer message, but If you want to send me one word or one sentence as a response to my post - don't expect a reaction from me. I don't want to come across as rude - I just don't want to waste your time
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• I'm strongly AGAINST picking on people you don't even want to chat with - and making fun of them! I can't stand people who criticize others publicly or make fun of them! (only because they disagree with someone they don't even know) There's no place In my life for someone using Reddit, to hurt other people
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• I'm not into foul language and I definitely don't want to talk to people who swear a lot...
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• I want to meet assertive people who know what they want and always stand up for their friends
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Why can’t you see any of my hobbies listed down below? Because what really matters to me is..who you are (If you’re honest, talkative ,understanding, caring and trustworthy – for example) just simply – It matters to me what you’re like! not what you like.Don’t get me wrong – you can tell me what your hobbies are but from my point of view - people's hobbies are important - If you want to find a gaming buddy or If you want to meet someone to hang out with in real life and..go bowling for example.What most people seem to care about are other people's passions – I don’t. I get along with other people despite having completely different hobbies but I absolutely don’t get along with people way different than me (different expectations and outlook on life – way different sense of humor or personality traits – It’s just an example) It doesn't make ANY DIFFERENCE to me If you're a gamer or? Someone interested in photography! It doesn't make any difference - > as long as you're talkative and kind and If you also want to find someone willing to stay in your life..for good - But If you're into small talk and all you want is to...type and receive super short messages or If you're here only because you're bored and don't know what to do + If you're a very sarcastic person - I'm definitely not for you! I don't get along with overly sarcastic people turning everything into a joke. Friendships should be natural – not forced. I wouldn't get along with people who laugh at everything.. In my opinion most people are way too sarcastic.. It's quite sad... Sarcasm can also be another form of passive-aggressive behavior.
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People who want to be to friends should feel comfortable and have something in common. No - not necessarily a similar taste in music or movies but something else..Most friendships don't fizzle out because of people not having the same hobbies but..because they just simply have different expectations when It comes to something important.I'm not here out of boredom and trust me - I'm not here to meet as many people as possible.I choose quality over quantity.I highly value myself and my time & Sometimes one person but a person who makes you feel comfortable and understood - is more than enough :) We ALL can choose what kind of people we’d like to talk to and maybe even become really good friends with and I? I don’t want anyone to be disappointed.We all have some expectations after all.I know that people don't have to talk as often as possible in order to become friends but I'm interested only in daily conversations. If you really need someone to talk to due to loneliness and If you have time to talk to me daily (throughout the day and maybe even night) I always make time for others.I'm literally always available.I could even stay up all night long only to talk to someone important to me. I’m ready to commit but only If there’s some chemistry between me and someone else.I don’t do anything forcefully.
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If you want to talk to me tell me your story - tell me why you're here, what kind of friend would you like to meet :) Et cetera.Such messages are way more interesting to me than...someone's long list of hobbies. I know! It's unusual on reddit but I don't make friends based on hobbies..I want to meet someone with the same mindset as mine to finally feel understood and get close to someone new. You can share your problems with me - I absolutely don't mind "complaining" as I've been through a lot in my life.What do people usually tell you when you tell them that something's wrong? "Don't complain" or "Life's not over yet - one day you'll be happy" or "There are worse situations than yours" and..obviously "Find a therapist" Life's not a fairytale and sometimes things don't go as planned.Emotions shouldn't be bottled up.I'm sick of people always telling others "everything's gonna be ok" move on " & more..Trust me people - not everyone wants to hear "Just believe in yourself and everything's gonna be ok" Some people take it as reassurance - but others? They would rather hear something different 🙁Imagine being told that things will be okay, only for them to get worse..Do you guys know why telling someone "everything's gonna be ok" Is wrong? Because you can't see the future.
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You can't guarantee others that one day they'll finally be happy + when It comes to social interactions - We're responsible only for ourselves - not others & as you guys know people let us down quite often (sometimes even when there's no reason) so instead of telling people how they should move on, forget everything and be happy or asking them to find a therapist - be there for them! Always be willing to listen to them If you really like them or want to get to know them & don't suggest everyone in a tough situation to find a therapist because even the best therapist won't ever replace a true friend + It's quite normal to be disappointed If people always do something to hurt you. Sharing your hardships with other people in a very similar situation or exactly the same one - is VERY helpful If the other person understands you & wants to start all over by just letting it all out! Feeling emotional support instead of always hearing some "positive quotes" or someone saying "Stop complaining let's talk about something else - Is very important! "Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on. I appreciate sensitive people who always try to understand others. If after hearing a sad story all you want to say is "forget the past and move on" you're not for me. It's important to be a good listener and provide emotional support to others
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Please - If you're a completely different person than the described type of person I'm looking for (If you love abbreviations,If you don't need a stable friendship, If you're sarcastic and quiet) or If you simply disagree with my post - don't force yourself to send me a message.I want my new potential friendship to be natural which is why I want you to contact me only If your needs are the same - I don't want you to pretend someone you're not - only to please me - Pretending to be someone you're not - is the worst.I want to finally be happy again & find someone "always" wanting to talk - sending me random pictures throughout the day - food pictures or pictures of some animals. What is the most important to me? I want to find people who value online friendships as much as they would value real life ones as there's another human being on the other side
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I know It's possible to meet people with exactly the same expectations as mine but It's just not easy because most people are Interested In temporary and entertaining conversations. People like me are just "different" I really want to finally find someone who loves emojis as much as I do.. someone who loves sweet, warm and serious discussions at the same time. Emojis really do - change conversations 😊

pretty much just what the title says. i’m 21 & i’ve always just worked part time in retail. I recently started a true 9-5 (9-6 in a call center), and I cannot imagine spending my life working this type of schedule. it’s only been about 2 weeks and just the thought alone of spending my life doing that has made me sad, let alone it just actually making me sad. i’ve already been looking into nursing on & off for the past year simply out of interest, and have even started some of my prerequisites for it, but i’ve still been exploring the idea of other majors just incase there was anything that clicked with me more. but no, i’m pretty much 100% certain i’m going to follow through with nursing. I know they have tough jobs, and can still have 9-5s still depending on the type of nursing you do, but i’d rather work 2-3 12’s a week and be done with it, then do this forever. and don’t get me wrong, i’m not at all shaming 9-5’s!! I have so much respect for anyone who’s able to comit to a schedule like this, I just don’t think I can.

(Only Europe, Please) - short note - If you're not into reading or receiving long messages,don't read any further + Please If you don't want to read everything because of my post being too long for you & instead of reading It all - ..skip some parts - find another person to talk to.Let's respect each other and our free time. All people criticizing/making fun of me & other people - will be blocked.Pretty much as people questioning my post and giving me unsolicited advice.I'm not here for any conflicts and I know I can't please everyone - I know I never will.. However It's me who should feel comfortable in my new potential friendship & obviously someone who wants to be my friend - not the whole world.. which is why I don't need any advice from people who don't even want to be a part of my life. The amount of rude people on Reddit always criticizing others and making fun of them is unbelievably high but let me tell you something - NEVER let anyone make choices for you and criticize you only because you're different! Always fight for your dreams and never let anyone make you think you're worthless! It's your life and you're the one deciding what's best for you - If you want to judge me despite not even wanting to talk to me or give me advice better block me! I'm an adult woman and I make all decisions on my own.I'm not trying to "fit in" and be like everyone else - just to get more attention.Accept me for who I am or let go - is my motto.
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Hello guys! 🙂 (read everything before you decide to send me a message) Please send me a message ONLY If you're in the same situation and If your expectations are the same as mine.I want to find like minded people from Europe (Why Europe? Read my post to find out) I'm looking for something permanent (remember - you can feel lonely even If you're surrounded by others - If there's no emotional bond) I'm fed up of meeting people who never make time for me & only text me once or twice a week to ask me "what are you up to?" Out of boredom.I don't want to meet people asking others a million of questions like "what's your favorite movie?" Just to give them one word answer and ask them another question "and music? Your favorite song?" I'm looking for something "deeper" & different 🙂
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What kind of friend would I like to find? Someone to talk to on a daily basis - Someone who needs It & wants It just as much as me
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What are my expectations? I would like to meet someone in a similar situation – why? Because I honestly feel like only a person with the same expectations and a similar outlook on life would get along with me & because I feel more comfortable talking to people like me..Friendless people who need a strong bond - people without friends and partners.. Don't get me wrong…Most people deserve to be happy and It's good to have friends but people who have friends or families in real life are usually more focused on them (which is completely understandable) & have less time for others + I simply don't want to be replaced by anyone..I kind of envy people who can call others , true friends given I don't have an emotional bond with any of my acquaintances. Please send me a message only If you're not In a relationship and don't have friends for the same reasons I've already mentioned before
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Whenever I hear that others have friends I simply get sad because (believe it or not) If I had to choose between 20 people to talk to (acquaintances) and one special person - I'd choose that one special person without any hesitation .
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I also want to talk to others every day because..I want to see someone’s effort & be someone's first choice - not another person to have random conversations with..some people ask me "Why do you want to talk to people from Europe?" Well..Because I would like to see someone I'd get along with - In the far future - face to face :) + I don't want to wait any longer than 6 hours to receive a message - waiting 6 hours to receive a message is more than enough
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I'm by no means criticizing people who don't want to talk to others often / People who really are super busy & People who want to find someone to have unimportant conversations with - I'm aware that not everyone has the same expectations which is why everything you're reading now - is here for a reason :) All I'm suggesting is - I don't want anything temporary and I don't want to be the one always giving more than receiving.Listen people - I used to ignore being..ignored by others..always being just an option to talk to during tough times or moments of boredom.I was too young to realize that I was never important enough for most people that were a part of my life. I don't know who needs to hear this but..No one is too busy to make time for you! People make excuses to avoid others because they prioritize everything and (maybe) everyone..over them. It's true that most people are busy - but It takes only a few seconds to start a conversation (If you're into short messages) and a few minutes (1-10/15) to type a long message . Don't let anyone lie to you.
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Truth is that most people either don't like you enough to make time for you or just simply - feel no need to talk to others often but are they too busy? No..You don't need to send me a message just to ask me and tell me "Do you really want to talk every day? I like long messages but I can't promise to contact you often" If you really are unsure please don't send me a message.I don't need more acquaintances aka people to talk to - occasionally.
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I'm not trying to sound rude but conversations once or twice a week wouldn't be enough for me and I don't need them... Let me tell you one thing – A true friend would never just give up on you for no reason :) It’s always possible to find someone to have a random conversation with – someone willing to send you one message once or twice a week..but..It’s almost impossible to find people willing to make more time for you.
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I’m not asking a busy person to make time for me by changing some plans! Absolutely not! I’m here to find someone who wants to talk daily (throughout the day or maybe even night) of one’s own will.Someone looking for the same kind of connection.Strong friendships are based on mutual support. One of the best things you can do for a friend in need, is just to be there for them when they want to talk.I often see posts from people who always say how friendless they are because they don't feel loved or appreciated by their "friends" remember! A true friend - someone who truly likes you or someone who wants to get to know you - will always find time for you.
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I'm not interested in small talk/short messages - I love long and meaningful conversations. It's so easy to find someone who loves abbreviations and questions like "How are you?" How was your day? Or what are you interested in? But so hard/almost impossible to find a person who knows how to keep a conversation going & show others some effort.Building and maintaining friendships takes time and effort.Never allow pursuits or possessions to become bigger priorities than your relations with other people.Close friendships are so important to us because they are so difficult to form + Having friends can help you feel as if you belong to something that brings purpose and connection to your life
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• I do NOT respond to any „Hey,hmu” or „u want to talk?” type of messages (super short messages or messages full of abbreviations – I literally can’t stand abbreviations and acronyms in text messages) ALL messages full of abbreviations will immediately be ignored.I also don't like it when people ignore everything I say in private messages just to focus on a random question or? When they start talking only about themselves and don't ever ask me anything. I love conversations with people referring to everything I say...I want everything I say and do - to be reciprocated
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• No NSFW profiles (checking mental health subreddits NOT included as I'm a huge empath and always try to understand others) - Please! I'm not looking for anyone to flirt with and I'm not looking for a partner either. I always check people's profiles (even comment history) - To avoid guys, trying to get inappropriate pictures from adult women or? flirt with them + I don't want to see you with no clothes on so If you're on Reddit only because you want others to see what's underneath your clothes - I'm not for you! I just simply don't want to see any s e x related activity on your profile If you want to talk to me.
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• If both of us (you and I) are from the same country (I live in a non-English speaking country) - I want to communicate with you in our first language! No - Not because I don't understand English - because as you see - I do. Why then? English is simply overrated and people don't appreciate other languages as much as they should. So.. If we're from the same country and you want to talk only in English (which is quite common on reddit) - Talk to someone else. I just don't want to talk to a person from the same country as mine - in a foreign language as It's just something I don't understand even If all you want is to improve your language skills
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• Please only adult people 18-36 (age range) It doesn't matter to me If you're younger or older than me (as long as you're not underage) So.. don't worry! I just want to have discussions with emotionally mature people :)
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• I don’t respond to messages I don’t find interesting even If they're long - If after receiving and reading your message I don't feel comfortable or think "I wouldn't get along with him/her" I simply do not respond (what I’m suggesting is that I don’t always respond to someone’s first or second message because..sometimes you just know If you’d get along with someone or not- I’d never ignore anyone after days or weeks of daily conversations though) just because I don’t want to do anything forcefully & because I don’t want to lead anyone on. I read all messages but I definitely don't respond to all of them! I want to make it clear because I don't want to be accused of not responding and not reading people's messages! - Some people don't message me back as well and even If It's a bit disappointing I'm ok with that! - as long as there's no emotional bond - Not responding to someone's first or second message Is completely OK! If people think they wouldn't get along with a stranger - is there a reason to start a conversation? I don't think so. I can't stand being ignored after days or weeks of daily conversations and seeing people changing priorities over time.. but that's something different - something I don't want to go through ever again for real. If I'm really interested in someone's message it's impossible to hear from me "I'm too busy" because I know myself and If I had no time for others - I wouldn't be here. I don't want to pretend someone I'm not and always try to find some cheap excuses to avoid others. (unlike most people who don't want to talk to others)
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• Don’t ask me “Can you tell me something about yourself?” If you really want to get to know me - you can ask me questions :) I'm an open book.
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• It would be better If you guys were into emojis - like me - to describe your emotions In text messages. Two emojis - 🙂 and 🙁 are completely enough! I just don't like emotionless conversations.I also don't like it when people say "yeah" or yea"as it sounds dismissively. First impression Is everything to me! I want to see your kindness even in a text message - Emojis are very helpful to express your emotions.I don't want to meet people who say "crying Is a weakness" - It's OK to cry even If you're a guy!
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• I want to talk on reddit first (just to make sure If I'd get along with you) before moving to Discord or some other app
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• I would rather talk to a homebody - not another person who always has something to do as people who are very busy don't even have time for daily conversations
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• If you're another person interested only in "childish conversations" such as "HEYOOO! I'M BORED! Ya like Pizza or cheese? xDDDD 🤣" I'm begging you! Don't send me a message.I'm not a child anymore and such messages don't make me smile or laugh.I'm looking for someone interested In serious discussions - not another person just seeking some entertainment out of boredom . Conversations with sarcastic undertones (even when It comes to some emojis such as 🤣😂) are not for me. Your typing style matters to me! Why? when It comes to online conversations with someone new - It's not always possible to know If someone Is laughing at you.. or with you. Let me tell you something else! Jokes about cancer, disabilities and death are UNACCEPTABLE to me. If you find joy In someone else's misfortune you are not a person I want to know.
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• Time response matters to me a lot! I would never ask anyone to be online all day long and I'm NOT asking any of you for any instant messaging as I'm someone who would rather wait an hour or two to receive a proper response instead of some short and pointless messages but I'm interested only in daily conversations and I don't want to wait any longer than 6 hours to get a message from you.I don't need unbelievably long messages either! Messages as long as the second paragraph of my post - are completely enough. If you like longer messages? you can send me a longer message, but If you want to send me one word or one sentence as a response to my post - don't expect a reaction from me. I don't want to come across as rude - I just don't want to waste your time
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• I'm strongly AGAINST picking on people you don't even want to chat with - and making fun of them! I can't stand people who criticize others publicly or make fun of them! (only because they disagree with someone they don't even know) There's no place In my life for someone using Reddit, to hurt other people
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• I'm not into foul language and I definitely don't want to talk to people who swear a lot...
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• I want to meet assertive people who know what they want and always stand up for their friends
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• I want to meet someone willing to call me In the future, someone spontaneously sending me pictures of animals or food, et cetera. I want more than just text conversations.. 🌻
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Why can’t you see any of my hobbies listed down below? Because what really matters to me is..who you are (If you’re honest, talkative ,understanding, caring and trustworthy – for example) just simply – It matters to me what you’re like! not what you like.Don’t get me wrong – you can tell me what your hobbies are but from my point of view - people's hobbies are important - If you want to find a gaming buddy or If you want to meet someone to hang out with in real life and..go bowling for example.What most people seem to care about are other people's passions – I don’t. I get along with other people despite having completely different hobbies but I absolutely don’t get along with people way different than me (different expectations and outlook on life – way different sense of humor or personality traits – It’s just an example) It doesn't make ANY DIFFERENCE to me If you're a gamer or? Someone interested in photography! It doesn't make any difference - > as long as you're talkative and kind and If you also want to find someone willing to stay in your life..for good - But If you're into small talk and all you want is to...type and receive super short messages or If you're here only because you're bored and don't know what to do + If you're a very sarcastic person - I'm definitely not for you! I don't get along with overly sarcastic people turning everything into a joke. Friendships should be natural – not forced. I wouldn't get along with people who laugh at everything.. In my opinion most people are way too sarcastic.. It's quite sad... Sarcasm can also be another form of passive-aggressive behavior.
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People who want to be to friends should feel comfortable and have something in common. No - not necessarily a similar taste in music or movies but something else..Most friendships don't fizzle out because of people not having the same hobbies but..because they just simply have different expectations when It comes to something important.I'm not here out of boredom and trust me - I'm not here to meet as many people as possible.I choose quality over quantity.I highly value myself and my time & Sometimes one person but a person who makes you feel comfortable and understood - is more than enough :) We ALL can choose what kind of people we’d like to talk to and maybe even become really good friends with and I? I don’t want anyone to be disappointed.We all have some expectations after all.I know that people don't have to talk as often as possible in order to become friends but I'm interested only in daily conversations. If you really need someone to talk to due to loneliness and If you have time to talk to me daily (throughout the day and maybe even night) I always make time for others.I'm literally always available.I could even stay up all night long only to talk to someone important to me. I’m ready to commit but only If there’s some chemistry between me and someone else.I don’t do anything forcefully.
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If you want to talk to me tell me your story - tell me why you're here, what kind of friend would you like to meet :) Et cetera.Such messages are way more interesting to me than...someone's long list of hobbies. I know! It's unusual on reddit but I don't make friends based on hobbies..I want to meet someone with the same mindset as mine to finally feel understood and get close to someone new. You can share your problems with me - I absolutely don't mind "complaining" as I've been through a lot in my life.What do people usually tell you when you tell them that something's wrong? "Don't complain" or "Life's not over yet - one day you'll be happy" or "There are worse situations than yours" and..obviously "Find a therapist" Life's not a fairytale and sometimes things don't go as planned.Emotions shouldn't be bottled up.I'm sick of people always telling others "everything's gonna be ok" move on " & more..Trust me people - not everyone wants to hear "Just believe in yourself and everything's gonna be ok" Some people take it as reassurance - but others? They would rather hear something different 🙁Imagine being told that things will be okay, only for them to get worse..Do you guys know why telling someone "everything's gonna be ok" Is wrong? Because you can't see the future.
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You can't guarantee others that one day they'll finally be happy + when It comes to social interactions - We're responsible only for ourselves - not others & as you guys know people let us down quite often (sometimes even when there's no reason) so instead of telling people how they should move on, forget everything and be happy or asking them to find a therapist - be there for them! Always be willing to listen to them If you really like them or want to get to know them & don't suggest everyone in a tough situation to find a therapist because even the best therapist won't ever replace a true friend + It's quite normal to be disappointed If people always do something to hurt you. Sharing your hardships with other people in a very similar situation or exactly the same one - is VERY helpful If the other person understands you & wants to start all over by just letting it all out! Feeling emotional support instead of always hearing some "positive quotes" or someone saying "Stop complaining let's talk about something else - Is very important! "Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on. I appreciate sensitive people who always try to understand others. If after hearing a sad story all you want to say is "forget the past and move on" you're not for me. It's important to be a good listener and provide emotional support to others
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Please - If you're a completely different person than the described type of person I'm looking for (If you love abbreviations,If you don't need a stable friendship, If you're sarcastic and quiet) or If you simply disagree with my post - don't force yourself to send me a message.I want my new potential friendship to be natural which is why I want you to contact me only If your needs are the same - I don't want you to pretend someone you're not - only to please me - Pretending to be someone you're not - is the worst.I want to finally be happy again & find someone "always" wanting to talk - sending me random pictures throughout the day - food pictures or pictures of some animals. What is the most important to me? I want to find people who value online friendships as much as they would value real life ones as there's another human being on the other side
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I know It's possible to meet people with exactly the same expectations as mine but It's just not easy because most people are Interested In temporary and entertaining conversations. People like me are just "different" I really want to finally find someone who loves emojis as much as I do.. someone who loves sweet, warm and serious discussions at the same time. Emojis really do - change conversations 😊