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I’m not super proud of my old school ways, but they were sometimes effective…
I had a grip & lighting vendor try to pin $5k in fake damage on my job because they thought we had lots of money. After talking to the department heads & best boys, I asked the vendor if they could go see the damaged gear at the end of the day. Vendor agreed & 20 minutes after hanging up the phone, I showed up in person with my Best Boy Grip saying that he happened to be close so we thought we’d pop in now. I had never gone to a grip & lighting house in my life & never have since. One rag they said we damaged was on the ground in their parking lot with tracks on it leading to the truck they used to run over it.
After I hammered the loss & damage down to nothing, we still had a bill for overpriced expendables (sharpies, gels, tape). I found everything for a quarter of the cost elsewhere & had it delivered - I replaced ever single pen & roll of tape so they would not get one extra penny. I will spend an excessive amount time keeping trivial amounts of money out of the hands of people that disrespect me & my team. I did go on to work with that vendor again. Crew liked them & I’m sure they gave kick backs, back then. I never had another problem with them & their pricing.
I’ve also sent obnoxious must-hires on fake runs to nowhere… but stories for another time.

His story was inspired by our accountant, whose only comment on sighting of a new invasive species was that they taste nice. (This is my original story)
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Captain Tor had been forced to hire humans for two thirds of it's crew. One couldnt afford anyone else and then One had the toughest time finding officers open to working with humans. Tor was a silicon based entierly asexual being looking roughly like a levitating rock. Having humans on board had been a difficult adjustment for One. First, they came in two kinds - males and females... and if you put the two kinds together you ended up with more humans than you started with but if you kept them completely separate they would get too frustrated to work. The human manual said to provide optional segergation, give them access to birthcontrol and make sure to have a qualified medic for them and just accept that you may end up docking with more humans you left with. The little humans were not expected to work either. Strange.
Tor did not expect much trouble about their energy needs at least. They were a carbon based life form so they would be needing proteins and some other substances that could easily suplemented and were readily available on the market. He stuffed the cool hold full of protein bars and bought bags of diet suplementation pills for each species on the rooster for and was quite satisfied with Itself. There could be no complaints about nutrition at least. It's first mate Cor, a carbon based life form himself with experience in humans had told One something odd tho. "Humans will eat ANYTHING except rocks, but they will complain about a protein bar." One was puzzled, but did not think much of it.
They set out and it was not long when humans started complaining about the food. "It's bland!" they said. "Does that bloddy rock really expect us to eat this garbage for next 4 years!?" was heard. Tor was truly and utterly confused. There was one human, a small one that was freeloading with the working full grown humans that was curious about Tor and kept coming to talk to One. Tor had understood that the little one was a female called Cara. He noticed that as time went by Cara was getting taller, but her energy levels seemed to go down. One inquired Cara one time why this was. "Food is so yucky here." she said while emitting very low energy, "I can't eat it.." Tor grew worried.
Then disaster truly struck. There were four protein storage coolers. After consuming the content of one they had gone to open the next one, only to find that the cooling had failed almost at the start of the voyage and instead of protein bars the compartment contained one large wrapped up puppa of the chaos butterfly, many hached maggots and thousands of butterfly eggs. Cor had been one of the crew opening the comparment. He fainted from the smell. Humans were acting odd tho. They seemed attracted to the repugnant smell. "Vanilla!" sighed one of them. Situation was no better in chamber three, but the infestiation was not this far gone. There was mostly eggs and a puppa, no larvae. Only one chamber remained untouched.
Situation was reported to Tor. They were 3 years from the nearest port and there was food left for one. They were doomed. Tor was direct energy feed, but One was incapable of flying this bucket alone. Any damage would be unfixable without mobile life forms with direct visible light vision. One would be left to drift in a depressiurized hull untill energy feed fails if One would not be attacked by justly enraged crew first... Mortality was not something a species that for all intents and purposess was a living rock had to consider often and now Tor was faced with that very prospect. He knew enough of humans to be aware, that former was rather more likely, if the crew were ever to lose hope of ever seeing port again.
Tor devised a rationing plan and voyage proceeded. One's little friend came again few cycles later and Tor cautiously studied her energy levels fearing to see another drop from rationing, but was suprised to notice the opposite - Cara was more energetic One had seen her for many human months. This puzzled Tor greatly.
Next puzzling news came from Cor, who had been severely impacted by rationing. Humans were giving their protein portions away to other aliens. Willingly. Cor could not understand why and came to Tor to get permission to investigate how that could be. Tor gave it and imposed on him to come inform him as soon as he knew.
Cor returned with one of the human foremen not long after and asked him to tell Tor what he had just told him, because Tor would think he was lying otherwise.
"Chaos butterfly, it's eggs and larvae, probably even the butterfly itself are edible for humans." he said. "Our medic tested it, no hamful compounds for us."
One had difficulties comprehending what One heard.
Tor asked for clarification "You are eating the infestiation!?"
"Yes. It's delicious! Eggs taste like vanilla creme and can be used just like chicken eggs, egg shells work for flour and maggots taste like pork." he announced.
Tor understood these to be human foods and apparently the chaos butterfly was very much suitable substitute for human food.
One needed time for research into human nutrition. One asked them to leave and make arrangements to have humans manage the two infested compartments as they wished.
One's research amazed One. The compound that humans called vanilla was toxic for most carbon based life forms, but apparently humans added it to their food as seasoning. Humans had become dominant species of their planet by being able to consume pretty much all of the organic life on it. Humans really would eat anything that would not kill them and some things that would in large quatity but only make them stupid in small amounts for fun too!
Tor started over many cycles feel hope that they might make it back to civilization after all. Tor's little friend kept visiting One. The change in her energy was amazing. Tor listened to her explanations of the amazing foods her caregiver and birther made for her. One grew to understand that for humans there was an aspect of "taste" their energy intake had important role in addition to energy content. That even tho humans could eat anything, they would not eat the same thing every day because it was not "fun".
Tor thought rather carefully about the situation and then asked Cor to bring the human foreman, who happened to be Cara's father to him. Tor had a suggestion for the human foreman to prevent future issues with nutrition for humans. What if humans would domesticate Chaos butterfly? They could set up a breeding programe in the empty storage comparment now, continue when in dock and sell the larvae to other human space travelers. Tor would fund them to get started once on dock for a share in the venture. The human agreed.
When they docked 3 years later Cara was a lanky well developed teen with a passion for breeding chaos butterflyies. When leaving leaving the ship she carried a carefully air holed canister with a pair of precious chaos butterfly larvae - they were capable of excreting chocolate. Another concept that Tor had learned - a teen. One's species did not have this develpment phase. It seemed like horrific temporary insanity. One hoped to meet her again as a fully developed adult.
Tor left soon after to another 8 year round-trip taking some of the previous crew and some new. When One returned One was amazed to find that One was now quite rich enough to retire on any planet of One's choise or even to buy a planet. Chaos butterfly had revolutionized he space travel for humans and as humans spread like wild fire if there was food, they were now everywhere. And yes Cara did come by to say hi, with a little human in tow very much like the Cara One remembered. Tor felt a twinge of regret that human lives were so short, but enjoyed the visit very much. One should settle somewhere with humans One thought.
Humans will indeed eat anything but rocks after all, One thought. One should be quite safe, even if nothing else was.

Ive known this man along time and trusted him. We dated last year for 3 months but i broke up with him due to some issues he had. We had been working on our rebuilding our friendship for a few months but i knew it wasnt the same. Last month he messaged me asking if he wanted to hang out and i blew him off, he then told me he was in a bad place and needed a friend... I fell for it. I got there and about 15 min in he got handsy and i said i was uncomfortable the then started begging and i told him he knew i was seeing someone for a good while now. He then kept pressuring me and i said no multiple times and tried to come up with multiple excuses until it got to a point where i knew what was coming. I didn't fight back as i was r*ped at 16 and i did fight back and it turned violent. i told him during to hurry up and he was hurting me while i was crying. I left and tried to process what just happened. I happened to have a dr appointment the next day and broke down. She explained to me that was coercion and is still r*pe Its been a little over a month and i confronted him a few weeks ago via text, he then admitted and acknowledged my mutiple nos but got angry and doesnt consider what he did as r*pe.. Im in crisis therapy once a week and am struggling not to give up every day. I still have good days and bad days but I will not let him take my light. I just needed to get this out

Hello guys, i have already posted this, a guy suggested me to remove the gpu and put it back again. I did it and it solved the problem. But today the white led lighted up again, what could it be?
This is what i posted before:
So i got a new rx6600 not even 3 months ago. And today my motherboard lighted up a white led, under a "VGA" writing. I researched and it indicates that some problem is going on. Ok.
The thing is that everything seems to work just fine. What can it be? Is my GPU dying already?
Motherboard: B-660 TUF gaming CPU: I3-12100f GPU: Powercolor RX 6600 PSU: XFX 600w RAM: 2X8 Kingston Fury 3200mhz

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Journal of Camille Lambert - April 13th (Part 2)

The mist rolled in from the edge of town, swallowing buildings, tents, and trucks as the klaxon alarm sounded. I looked up and saw the sky beginning to fade into absolute darkness, even though it should have been hours before dusk.
“Fascinating…” I heard Dr. Di Cesare say beside me, although she was the only one who seemed to think so.

Milo stared into the mist with a look of dread as flashes of gunfire began to go off deep inside, briefly illuminating the moving shadows as the screams of dying men and impossible monsters filled our ears.
“Kallas, Valentine, the refugees! Get them out!” He ordered. Neither of them needed to be told twice. The words were barely out of his mouth when they took off at a sprint toward the tents, guns already drawn.

“Gretchen, how do we drive them off?”
“They circumvented my runes… how…” She said under her breath, sounding more annoyed than anything else.
“Gretchen!” Milo snapped, and she seemed to be pulled out of her train of thought.
“Uncertain. I need to get back to my lab. Everything I could use would be there!”
She took off like a shot, and as she ran, the mist overtook us, turning her into little more than a shadow ahead of us.

“Stay close!” Milo ordered, going for his pistol, although we could barely see him through the mist either. I felt Dom reaching for my hand and looked over to see his shadow, pistol drawn and trying to keep up with Milo and Gretchen. Her white RV hadn’t been parked that far away, but it might as well have been miles.

The chorus of gunfire and screams roared in my ears. I could hear inhuman screeches as men were torn limb from bloody limb. As Dom led me behind Milo, I couldn’t help but look over and pray that our people were managing, somehow. Through the mist, I could see a shadow racing toward us. At a glance, I almost thought that it might be a man on a horse but… no. The sigil of an eye burned onto its forehead made that very clear.

“LOOK OUT!” I called in the moment before the horseman raced toward us. I could see Milo diving out of the way while Dom pulled me back. He fired two shots at it, and though I did not get a good look at the creature before us, I saw enough to know that it wasn’t a horse and a rider… it was one creature. A pale, blood soaked thing with claws like scythes and eyes crowned around its head like a wreathe. It slashed at Dom who dove out of the way, before rearing up on its hind legs and unleashing a scream that sounded like a man in pain.

I could see Milo firing at it as well, but the bullets might as well have done nothing to it. Just like the last Sigiled Nightwalker, it barely even seemed to notice.
“You made your choice to stay here…” A raspy voice echoed from the creature, and I knew that it was Calhoun speaking to us. “Now look what you’ve made me do.”

The Nightwalker came for me next, and I dove to the ground, scrambling away as its claws raked against the asphalt road. The red eye sigil focused on me, and on the creature's face I could see a gaping maw underneath that eye, dripping with wet saliva and filled with long, jagged teeth.

It reared up again, and I could do nothing but wait to be crushed beneath its hooves when the deafening echo of a gunshot rang out. The Nightwalker screamed. Chunks of its head were ripped away from it and a new, pinkish steam rose from the mess that was left. It collapsed onto its side, still twitching in death.
I looked over to see the shadow of Dr. Di Cesare, holding that revolver of hers.
“Most interesting… assuming direct control over certain Nightwalkers.” She said. “Come There are certainly more.”
Dom helped me to my feet and we took off toward the RV again.

Through the mist, I could see the RV up ahead. Dr. Di Cesare threw the door open and quickly ushered us inside. As soon as it was closed again, I watched her take a knife from her coat and roll up her sleeve. Without so much as a wince of pain, she drew the blade across her hand, then using one finger, began to hastily draw a sigil on the door.
“Should keep them out… should…” She murmured, and once she was done she tore past us, deeper into the RV.

There seemed like she’d been using it as some sort of makeshift lab. I could see counters littered with old books, jars full of strange ingredients, and a small altar with scattered journal pages laying around it. I could see photos and diagrams of strange flowers that seemed to be every color at once and none of them at the same time, and crude anatomical sketches of flower-headed creatures.

On a small work desk pressed into one corner, I heard a walkie talkie crackle to life.
“Can you hold them back? We’re still loading the trucks!”
I recognized the voice on the other end as Kallas.
“Well move your fucking ass! We’re losing ground here!” Came the reply and it sounded like it was coming from Nina.

Milo ran toward the desk, grabbing the radio off of it.
“Valentine, Kallas, what’s going on out there?” He demanded.
“Everything’s gone to shit!” Valentine replied, “We’re falling back to the Church!”
“Already?” Milo asked, breathless. “Gretchen, how long before you can-”

“And who’s this I’m hearing now?” A new voice asked. It sounded like an older man, although I knew it wasn’t Calhoun.
I looked over at Dom, wondering if maybe he recognized it. Judging by his expression, he did.
“Who the hell is this?” Milo demanded.
“I’m the man watching you folks get your asses beat. It’s kinda funny, actually. You people come in here, throwing your weight around all high and mighty only to crumble the moment we give you anything more than a little love tap. Name’s McClellan. I suppose you could say that I’m the Sheriff around these parts.”

“Oh for fucks sake, are they on our goddamn channel?” Nina asked.
“Thought I’d tune in, see how things were going. Governor Calhoun was kind enough to spare me and my boys the hassle of dealing with you personally. Least we can do is enjoy the show.”
“Oh God… he’s monologuing!” Nina whined.

“You folks have kicked the beehive. Now you’re gonna get stung.” McClellan crooned. Everything he said ended in an upward inflection and it had already gotten annoying.
“The Governor wasn’t too happy to have to clean out the other towns, but you forced his hand. And what he’s gonna do next… you should be held accountable for that too.”

“Next?” Milo asked warily although before he could get his answer, something hit the RV, rocking it violently from side to side. Dr. Di Cesare almost fell over, before bracing herself against the counter and going through her books. She glanced at one of the flower diagrams before violently shaking her head and tossing it aside. Over the radio, I could hear McClellan laughing.
“Gretchen?” Milo asked, “Please tell me you’ve got something!”
“Patience…” She urged, “Extant research only addresses killing these things one at a time, not as an army.”

The RV rocked again and I ran to the window to look out. I could see something move past, something a hell of a lot bigger than the one the Doctor had just killed. Through the mist and the darkness, I could see the glow of a fire flare to life somewhere in the distance. Somehow, I got the feeling that Nina was behind it.
“Just tell me what we need to do to kill these goddamn things!” Milo snapped as the RV was hit again. I saw something in the opposite window, vacant black eyes and flat, chitinous mandibles that clicked together, only barely hiding the incomprehensible mouth behind them.

“I can’t just cast a spell and kill them all!” Gretchen replied, “I need more time! Maybe if I can open a door to another pocket we can at least get out of here, but I need time to find a safe one!” I could hear something scraping against the metal roof of the RV and saw it begin to buckle near the corner. Jagged spikes broke through it as whatever was outside began to pry open the RV like a can of soup.
“We don’t have time!” Milo warned.

Dom watched as the Nightwalker began to pry at the roof before looking over through the window and noticing its shiny black eye. Without a moment of hesitation, he fired at it, shattering the window and cracking it like an egg. A thick, black goo dribbled out of it and the Nightwalker shrank back, letting out a screech of pain. It briefly retreated, holding its spikey, crablike claws in front of it defensively. I could hear it making an irate clicking noise and it waited for a moment as Dom fired a few more rounds at it although this time, they just bounced uselessly off its armor.

“Five trucks out. Confirmed that two are at the Church!” I heard Kallas say over the radio, “Six, seven and eight almost loaded. Those are the last ones!”
“You might get these ones out… but there’ll always be more.” McClellan said, “I’ll admit that this has all been a bit of a setback, but there’s a lot of little towns just ripe for the picking out there. And once he gets the rest of the 5000 souls he needs… well, if you think this is bad, wait until you see what he’ll be able to do then.”
“Truck six is away! Three is at the church!” Kallas said, trying his damnedest to ignore McClellan.
“Double time it!” Milo snapped, “Valentine, what’s going on out there?”

“Fire’s keeping them at bay but they’re getting brave!” She warned, “We’re heading back toward the refugees. Milo, where are you now?”
“I’m in Di Cesare’s lab, with Dominic and Camille.”
“We’re gonna need to fall back to the church. Can you meet us there?” Nina asked.
Milo looked over at me.
“Get to the driver's seat, keys are in the ignition. Get us out of here.” He said. I just nodded and did what he asked, listening as he went back to Nina.
“We’re en route!”

Just like Milo had promised, I found the keys in the ignition and turned them. The engine roared to life. Through the mist, I could see the shadows of other Nightwalkers and my blood turned to ice in my veins as I saw the sigils on their foreheads. Crimson eyes, more than I could count at a glance, and each of them watching me.

The RV shook again and from the corner of my eye, I saw a massive claw coming for me. I threw myself to the ground as it shattered the driver's side window. The claw ripped through the cabin of the RV, before prying the roof off completely and tossing it aside.

I watched the Crab Thing as it approached the ruined cabin. One spiky leg came down on the hood of the RV. The Crab’s one remaining eye seemed to fixate on me as it reached for me with a claw, and I scrambled backward, only barely avoiding it. I looked back just in time to see Milo with a look of utter horror on his face. He grabbed me by the arm, pulling me deeper into the RV as the Crab Thing began trying to pry the roof off again.

Behind it, I could see other Nightwalkers drawing near.
There was no running from this.

“Gretchen, either shoot this goddamn thing or do something!” Milo cried, looking over at Gretchen. She glanced away from her research with wide eyes. I saw her reach for her revolver, only to hesistate when she noticed the other Nightwalkers watching us from behind the Crab Thing. I could see her doing the math in her head. Four shots left… not enough to kill the Crab and the Nightwalkers. The gun couldn’t save us. Her eyes settled on the flower diagram she’d cast aside earlier. I saw her grimace before running toward the back window.

“Shaal forgive me…” She said under her breath as she pressed a finger into the cut in her hand and began to hastily paint another sigil on the glass.
“Everybody get under something. It will go for the Crab first. As soon as it does, run. Do not stop.”
“What are you gonna do?” Dom asked.
“I’m opening another door… you’re not going to like what’s about to come through,” She replied and grabbed something off of the counter, hesitated for a moment, and dusted it carelessly on the blood she’d marked the window with. Then, as if she’d just thrown a live grenade she dove under her desk.

Milo scrambled behind a chair, while I pulled Dom behind one of the counters. The Crab Thing peeled the roof up, leaving us completely exposed and for a moment, I wondered if Dr. Di Cesare’s plan had failed.

Then I heard the sound of shattering glass. I looked to see that something had just launched itself through the window. It landed gracelessly on the ground, before stumbling around on coltish legs. It almost resembled a person, or maybe even one of the smaller Nightwalkers. But there was something very different about it. Its skin was an unusual shade of pinkish green, strange luminous flowers like the ones in the photographs Dr. Di Cesare kept in her lab, and moss seemed to bloom from its skin, and I swore that I could see pale yellow eyes in the center of those flowers. Its body seemed to ripple and change. Its hands twisted into gripping claws as it let out a raspy hiss.

Every single eye on it focused on the crab, which paused for a moment before reaching for the new creature. The claw closed around it, and the creature writhed and screamed, its flesh twisting and morphing into sharp tendrils that it slid between the gaps in the Crabs chitin, earning a fresh cry of pain from it. The new creature's head seemed to be split open, sort of like a flower blossoming, unleashing a shimmering payload of what looked like spores into the Crab’s face.

From his position behind the chair, I saw Milo’s eyes wide with terror as he watched this unfold. It was the kind of terror I’d never seen before. Something so deep in his soul that it must have took everything he had not to scream.

Dr. Di Cesare scrambled out from under her desk. She snatched the radio from Milo and without so much as a moment of hesitation ran for the door of the RV.
“Move!” She said, with an urgency that I knew better than to ignore. The three of us abandoned the RV and took off into the mist.

“Mr. Kallas, as soon as the trucks are through, kill the bonfire at the church! Cut off all access to the Calhoun Pocket!”
“What, why?” Kallas demanded.
“The situation has worsened, we need to enact full quarantine measures!” Dr. Di Cesare said, “Do it now!”
“What the hell did you just do?” Nina demanded, “Gretchen, where’s Milo?”
“We’re heading for the refugee area, on foot! Do not wait for us! I repeat, do not wait for us!”

I had no idea what the hell the Doctor had just done, but I didn’t think I’d ever hear fear like that in her voice. It was the first time she hadn’t sounded completely composed. The fire was growing closer, and seemed to have spread to most of the town. Buildings burned around us, as did tents. I could see the shadows of other Nightwalkers silhouetted against the inferno, bringing back memories of the last time Puriysk had burned. Up ahead, there was gunfire and I saw one of the refugee trucks skidding onto the road, and away toward the church.

Looking back, I could see shapes pursuing us in the mist. I couldn’t make out what they were, but the sigils on their foreheads told me enough. They were gaining on us, and I could only pray to whatever God was listening that they wouldn’t catch up.

Beside me, I saw the fire grow taller and almost fell over, trying to get away from it. The fire seemed to rise up into the sky before coming down on some of the Nightwalkers that pursued us. I looked over to see Dr. Di Cesare, a hand outstretched and a frantic look on her face. She moved her hands again, pulling more of the inferno onto the road to cover our tracks.
“Don’t stop!” She said, “Keep running!”
And I did exactly what she told me to do.

I could see another car up ahead, an SUV this time tearing onto the road, although, unlike the truck before it, it turned toward us and skidded to a stop just up ahead. Milo reached the SUV first, throwing open the passenger door and getting in. Dom and I were second, with Dr. Di Cesare being the last.

From the driver's seat, I could see Nina looking back at us, making sure that everyone was there before making a sharp U-turn and speeding toward the church, leaving Puriysk and the Nightwalkers behind.

“Are you genuinely insane?” Milo demanded, looking back at Dr. Di Cesare. “Do you have any idea how stupid that was!”
“It was the only spell I could think of that would yield immediate results,” She said. “Every time you open that door, something always comes through.”
“Yes, and there’s a very good reason you don’t open that door, Gretchen! You’re lucky we’re not all dead right now! For Gods sake, you may have just killed us all anyway!”

“What the fuck did she just do?” Nina asked, confused.
Her question went largely ignored.
“We were out of options!” Dr. Di Cesare replied, “We are up against an opponent who will resort to any means to dispose of us! Any means. It is therefore necessary that we do the same!”
“And that gives you carte blanche to unleash that? For Gods sake, we weren’t even equipped to deal with that! That wasn’t even part of the goddamn discussion until you pulled it in!”
“Can somebody just explain to me what the hell just happened?” Dom snapped.

Milo looked over at him, then back to Gretchen.
“There are countless other pocket realities in the vast expanse of the void,” She said. “Many serve as havens for various Gods and their followers… I simply opened a door to let one of them in.”
“I wouldn’t call that thing a God, I’d call it a plague!” Milo said.
“Hive mind,” Dr. Di Cesare corrected, “The Prince of Rosen Spring operates as a singular consciousness, it has more in common with fungi than a virus or pathogen.”

“I’m sorry, did you just summon The Fucking Rosen Prince?” Nina asked, and again she was ignored.
“Whatever it is, we have a standing order to burn any trace of that thing we come across,” Milo said. “Why the hell do you even know how to summon it?”
“I don’t work for you!” Dr. Di Cesare replied harshly, “I’m allowed to research whatever topic captures my interest!”
“Well do me a favor and warn me the next time you’re about to unleash a Class 5 Apocalyptic entity!”
“You wanted something that would get them off of us, I delivered! We were exposed and outnumbered, there were no other viable options!”

“Can we go back to the part where you called that thing an ‘Apocalyptic Entity?’” Dom asked. “What the hell did you just bring in?”
“It’s a sort of hive mind,” Dr. Di Cesare explained. “It infects other entities, absorbs them into its shared consciousness, and uses the bodies either as drones, or organic material to construct new bodies for itself.”
“Oh my fucking God…” Nina said under her breath, “And you just pulled that out of your ass? You didn’t try shooting your fucking magic gun?”

“We do not have the munitions to just mindlessly shoot everything that poses a threat! At minimum… the Rosen Prince should distract Calhoun and his Nightwalkers long enough for us to complete the evacuation!”
“Yeah, by absorbing this entire place!” Milo spat. “At this point, Calhoun’s already dead… let the Rosen Prince take care of him!”

“That’s not a gamble we should be willing to take,” Dr. Di Cesare said. “We are not dealing with a man who is trapped here. If this situation becomes untenable, I have zero doubt that he will simply abandon this place and begin again elsewhere, at which point it may become impossible to find him again. Even if we did, factoring in the recent sacrifices, it’s highly probable that he would be exceedingly harder to kill. If you want this man dead, then our window of opportunity is now and it is closing very rapidly!”
“Hey… this may be a stupid question but what happens if the Rosen Prince assimilates Calhoun or the Eldest?” Nina asked.

Both the Doctor and Milo fell silent. Milo’s head slowly turned to look at her.
“Yes, Gretchen. What happens then?” He asked.
Dr. Di Cesare was silent for a moment.
“All the more reason to kill Calhoun first,” She finally said.

Up ahead, I could see the ruins of the church, although the moment I saw them, it was already clear to me that something was wrong. The church was dark. There was no light from the bonfire inside and as we drove past the metal poles that marked the doorway, I noticed no change in the forest around us.
“Oh no…” Nina said under her breath, “Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck…”
She tried to steer the car through the other doorway, but nothing changed.

The doors were closed.

“Good, Mr. Kallas has ensured that nothing can escape."
“Yeah and that includes us, dumbass!” Nina snapped.
“That’s of no concern. I can open another, smaller door. We should shore up inside that church. We’ll get out the same way you did before,” Dr. Di Cesare said.
Nina swore under her breath before driving toward the ruins of the church.

She skidded to a stop, and Dr. Di Cesare was the first one out.
“We need to move quickly, get anything you can burn and get it now. Time is short,” She said.
Nina went around the back of the SUV and pulled the trunk open, taking out a can of spare gasoline before following Dr. Di Cesare inside the church.
“There’s one more in there,” She said to me and Dom. “Grab it!”

I figured that since I had the idlest hands, it might as well be me. I grabbed the gas can from the back of the SUV and took a parting look at Puriysk, which burned brightly behind us. The fire seemed to have consumed everything, and though the sky was dark, the glow from the inferno made it look like twilight. It was both the most beautiful and horrible thing I’d ever seen.

Even from where I stood, I could still hear the screams coming from Puriysk, only now they weren’t the screams of men being slaughtered by monsters… they were the screams of monsters slaughtering each other. I couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in that town… and realized that it might be better if I didn’t know.

I didn’t linger, I took the gas can into the church, following Nina. She was already beginning to dump the contents of the can on the charred ashes of the bonfire. Milo was right beside her, tossing some of the extra firewood that the others had collected to keep the fire alive onto it, to try and give it some new life.

“There’s headlights down the road, somebody’s coming!” Dom called from the doorway of the church.
“More refugees?” Milo asked.
“I don’t think so.”

Milo swore under his breath.
“Gretchen, can you finish up?”
“I need a minute,” She said. “We undid the old runes and ritual circle when we expanded it outside the church. I need to repair them.”

Milo growled in frustration before storming over toward the Church door. Nina tossed her empty gas can aside and went to follow, blowing past Dom and Milo and heading back out to the SUV. I watched her pull open the drivers side door and take something out. It took me a moment to recognize exactly what it was.

It was a rifle. She hastily checked the magazine before looking out at the oncoming headlights. I could make out three cars, most of them older and more worn than the ones Milo’s people drove although the one at the front was a clean, polished muscle car.

I’d seen that car before, and I knew that Dom had too.
It seemed that Sheriff McClellan was here to deal with us personally.

The cars slowed to a stop before us, and the four of us stood at the ready. I reached for the .22 I’d kept holstered, and felt a little guilty for the small sense of relief I felt that my gun might actually be useful for a change.

The doors of McClellan’s car opened, and I saw him stepping out of the driver's seat. I could see other men getting out of the cars behind him.
“Hell of a mess you’ve caused us…” McClellan said. His black boots sank into the mud beneath him. His wispy white hair seemed to flutter in the wind. I could see a chrome revolver sitting on his hip. “And yet you just refuse to die.”

“You must be the Sheriff,” Milo said coldly.
“And you must be the dumb motherfucker who thought he’d mess around with Governor Calhoun… how’s that working out for you.”
“Well despite everything, I’d say we’ve probably taken fewer losses than you have,” Milo replied. McClellan actually cracked a half smile at that.

“You’re a cocky little shit, I’ll give you that.” He said. “Not sure what the hell you assholes did back there… but I’ve never seen Nightwalkers claw each other to pieces like that before… either way, the fight’s over. And from where I’m standing it looks like you’re running outta here with your tail between your legs.”

“And from where I’m standing, you look like a dead man walking,” Milo replied. “If you’re smart, you’ve come here to leave with us. I don’t know if you realize what’s just been unleashed here, but mark my words in a few days time this place will be nothing but a graveyard.”
“Oh, I can promise that whatever you think you did, isn’t gonna change a damn thing,” McClellan said. “You can run if you’d like. I’ll even let you do it. Either way, once he’s got the rest of the souls he needs the Governor will hunt you down like the rats you are and-”

A volley of gunshots came from beside us as Nina started shooting. I saw a couple of the Sheriff’s Boys behind McClellan go down, while others dove for cover. McClellan himself moved behind his car with surprising speed, only narrowly avoiding Nina’s trigger happy rampage.

“These people talk too fucking much…” She said under her breath as we hid behind the stone walls of the church.
“Open fire boys, let’s clean this up!” I heard McClellan bark from behind his car.

I saw a couple of the Sheriff’s Boys try to peek out from behind one of their cars, and took aim at them, firing blindly. One window of the car shattered, and one of the Boys had time to pull his head back. The other wasn’t so lucky. His head jerked back and he hit the ground dead.

I felt my heart skip a beat, as I realized that I’d been the one who killed him… although there was hardly time to process what I’d just done. The gunfire around me saw to that.
“Reserve units, move in on the Church! We need some backup!” McClellan said, presumably speaking into a radio and not talking to himself. I saw the door of his car open as he tried to crawl back inside. Milo seemed to see it too and fired at the driver's side of the windshield. He only got off a couple of shots before McClellan’s retort blew a fresh hole through the glass.

I heard Milo cry out in pain and hit the ground, clutching at his shoulder. Nina’s eyes widened as she watched him fall, and I ran to his side to check on him. He pressed a hand against the wound, gritting his teeth and trying not to scream.
“I-I’m alright…” He lied, but I knew that he was out of the fight.

“Motherfucker…” Nina spat, before directing her fire at McClellan’s car, putting bullet after bullet through his windshield. I could hear a pained scream from inside and heard the engine turn over. McClellan’s car was launched backward, going in full reverse and slamming into one of the other Sheriff’s Boys cars. It knocked the car back against the boys hiding behind it, forcing them out of cover. A move that Dom was quick to punish. His gun spoke three times, and I saw two men fall, one dead and the other wounded.

McClellan hit the gas again, still in reverse and desperately trying to flee. He only succeeded in pushing the car he’d just hit over the wounded man.

I could see more headlights in the distance, driving through the flaming ruins of Puriysk toward us, although against the fires I could see the shadow of what used to be the Crab Thing coming to intercept them. I watched as it impaled one car on one of its sharp legs and caught another in its pincers, dutifully tearing at it to get to the meat inside. Tendrils like vines seemed to hang off of its body now, and I watched them slither inside the broken car. I consider myself lucky that I didn’t have to witness what they did to the people inside.

With most of McClellan’s group dead, Nina stepped out into the open, firing again at his car. I saw the driver's side door open and watched as McClellan tumbled out, his body bloody and broken.
“Motherfucker…” Nina spat, advancing on him with a bitter, determined purpose. I saw one of the last of the Sheriff’s Boys coming out of cover. Nina raised her rifle at him, but Dom shot first.

It was just Nina and the Sheriff now. She regarded the corpse of the last of the Sheriff’s Boys out of the corner of her eye, before making a beeline for McClellan. I watched as he tried to stand, only for his legs to give out from under him.
“Wait…” McClellan rasped, “Wait…”

Before he could say another word she’d taken aim at him and pulled the trigger, putting four more bullets into his chest.
“Shut up,” She said coldly, before turning away and going back to the church. McClellan lay on the ground, not quite dead but past the point of surviving. He twitched and wheezed out his final breaths before finally going still.

The moment Nina was through that door, she was at Milo’s side again.
“How bad is it?” She asked.
“I’ll live…” He rasped, “It’s… just a flesh wound. Help me up.”
Nina helped him stand, before looking over toward the center of the church.
“Gretchen, how’s that door looking?” She asked.
“Runes are in place… ritual circle is set, I’m almost ready!” She called back.
“Let’s go,” Nina said, dragging Milo over to the columns.

Gretchen set the bonfire alight and as we passed through the columns, I could see that the doors were open again. Faded figures of soldiers and refugees stood by anxiously. I could even see Kallas among them, pacing about with a worried look on his face. The moment he saw that the fire had started again, he looked up, seeming both relieved and even more anxious at the same time.
“I was never much good out in the field…” Milo grunted, “Should’ve stayed on the other side.”
“Don’t talk,” Nina said. “You’re still alive, right? That counts for something.”

He chuckled.
“Suppose it does,” He said.
Dom and I watched as Nina guided him toward the bonfire, then out through the right set of columns, into the version of the church where we could actually see the night sky overhead. As Nina brought Milo through, Kallas was right there to meet her.
“Take him,” She said. “He’s hurt but he’ll live so long as you patch him up right away.”
“Understood,” Kallas said, “Come on, let’s get you through and put that fire out.”

Nina just shook her head.
“No, we’ve still got work to do in here. I’ll hang back with Gretchen until we’ve confirmed that Calhoun’s dead.”
“No can do, Dr. Di Cesare ordered full quarantine measures. We need everyone out!"
“Not until we confirm the kill,” Dr. Di Cesare said. “I require someone with more experience in these things than I have. Take Mr. Durand and get him taken care of. We’ll connect with you later.”
Kallas grimaced and looked over at Milo.

“Do what she says,” He rasped, and I saw a quiet resignation cross over Kallas’ face.
“What about you two?” He asked, looking at me and Dom, “If we close this door, you’re not getting out until Valentine and the Doctor do.”
“That’s fine,” I said. “We still have unfinished business.”
Kallas just shook his head and turned to leave, letting Milo lean on him for support as he did. Milo looked back at us, or more specifically he looked back at Nina.
“Valentine…” He said, “Make me proud.”
She gave him a single nod, before letting him go.

Once she was past the columns, Dr. Di Cesare gave a single wave of her hand and the bonfire flickered and died.

The Church went dark. And we were alone again.

“Doctor, how much can you do to keep those things in Puriysk out of here?” Nina asked.
“Given ten or twenty minutes to modify some of the extant runes, quite a bit,” She replied. “It won’t be foolproof, but-”
“Just do it. Let’s dig in here, wait for the fires to die down, and see if we can’t scavenge anything from the ruins in the morning. The more we can get, the better cuz as soon as we’re set, we’re going to Parsons.”

Hi there!
I had an amazing endodontist preform a root canal for me today and I wanted to find a way to send my appreciation to him.
TL;DR - endodontist covered my out of pocket cost that was near a grand AND provided amazing care. I want to get input from dental professionals of what would be a great way to repay him. Thanks!
Here’s a little back story: I have been needing a root canal for 2+ years. I had been pushing it off because 1. I have had horrible experiences with dental work and 2. I am a struggling 20 year old college student with no extra money.
So anyway I finally found an Endodontics office that was covered by my insurance and they were able to get me in super fast. My out of pocket cost was still a little under a grand though and I only qualified for a $500 credit limit through care credit and was really nervous about getting everything payed for.
I expressed my need for a payment plan and the doctor told me that he will only make the insurance pay and the rest is on them… I was shocked and cried when they weren’t in there because I really needed a break this semester as everything seemed to be falling apart. The doctors kindness showed me some light in the dark.
Anyways, I also have a fear of dentistry and he was so kind and literally talked me through everything to try and make me less nervous.
The root canal was almost completely painless and done better than any cavity I’ve ever gotten filled. (My previous dentists have not done me ANY favors).
SO I was wondering what fellow dentists and oral health professionals would appreciate as a thank you from a patient.
TIA for your input!

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I (40f) have two kids with my ex-husband "Roger" (42m), "Jack" (14m) and my son "Billy" (12m). Roger and I have a pretty good relationship as former partners and co-parents and if it wasn't strongly encouraged by our respective lawyers we wouldn't have involved the courts when it came to custody or child support.
Everything was good between us and I would say the only time we had a little trouble was when Roger's wife "Lucy" (35f) came into the picture and she started trying to undermine me, but Roger nipped that in the butt pretty quickly. I guess Lucy's parents didn't have a functioning post-divorce relationship because she could never understand why Roger and I got along so well, invited each other to things, and would still just call to say "Hi." Lucy even went so far as to ask if Roger and I were still in love with each other.
In the end Roger did end up proposing but nearly ended things when Lucy tried to dictate how his relationship with me and the kids would go after marriage. Roger made it clear that until both boys were legal adults we would have to be in regular contact with each other and the level of our involvement was based on the benefit of the boys and Roger and I never wanted to make the kids feel as if they had to choose between us. Lucy ended up caving but I sense the silent resentment but chose not to get involved.
Years ago Roger and I decided that if the boys liked video games they would only play on weekends after homework was done and nothing violent was allowed (think Grand Theft/Call Of Duty). This worked for a while but as Jack got older he started to complain about how his friends were doing it but Roger and I threatened to remove the games all together. Apparently, Lucy would get Jack the video games behind our backs and would allow Jack to play them when Roger wasn't around so long as he would cover for her when Lucy claimed to be home. Jack agreed without a second thought because he was getting what he wanted, but everything came to light when it was revealed that Lucy was cheating.
Roger was upset at how deceitful Jack could be and I didn't hide my disappointment either. The divorce is still ongoing so Roger isn't in a good place right now. I've kept both the boys for a couple weeks since his place was so hostile, but now that Lucy is out Roger has asked for Billy but not for Jack because he's still upset with him and I agreed.
Jack is upset that Roger doesn't want to see him and will only talk briefly through phone/video calls. Jack has asked me to speak to Roger on his behalf and I have but Roger's just not ready. I told Jack that he needs to give his father time and to take this situation as a lesson. Jack has been crying to my parents and siblings over this and feels that I am in the wrong and should deny access to Billy if Roger won't take both the kids. However, I don't see what good it would do to put Jack in a space with an adult who is angry with him. AITA?

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In my experience, there are many factors to consider when it comes to environmental and real estate risk in commercial property, including potential contamination from hazardous materials, soil and water pollution, and regulatory compliance issues. These risks can have a significant impact not only on the value and viability of a property, but also on the health and safety of the surrounding community.
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Backbone app doesn’t think it’s connected
Like I said it works perfect on my other phones
Sony says iPhone 7 Plus is supported
Even 6s on ios13 is
So why phone doesn’t see it ?

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Are you open to refurbs/used?
Yes
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2 in 1 and charge with usb c
How important is weight and thinness to you?
Pretty important
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14-16 inch is fine

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Just want to be able to play val or Minecraft when I’m not doing school work
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Val & Minecraft at 120 fps low

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Basically just want a thin and light but with a high hz screen cause 60hz looks kinda bad

Leave any finishing thoughts here that you may feel are necessary and beneficial to the discussion.

I forgot that it has to be black

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REPOST WITH UPDATE: I’m posting this again during registration because last time I posted this, it was nowhere near registration time and it may be more useful at this point in the semester.
For all of you early Electrical Engineering majors, this is a guide going over which classes are worth taking, the difficulty levels, and when to take them. I can only go over classes I have taken, and these won’t be in any particular order, aside from required courses first. Hope this helps you to decide which classes to take and when. I’ll also give a 1-10 rating how fun, difficult, and useful each class is.
Required Courses: These are classes that are required.
EEL3000 (Intro to EE) – Dr. Zmuda: Honestly, this is barely even a class. It is quite easy with only one or two actual project you must do. Easily able to be fit into any schedule.
Fun: 6/10 Difficulty: 3/10 Usefulness: 3/10
EEL3111 (Circuits 1) – Dr. Yoon: Among the three weed-out classes, this one is probably the easiest. Most of the concepts are pretty simple, but the amount of work the course requires can be a bit much at times. The backwards classroom thing is annoying but overall not awful.
Fun: 5/10 Difficulty: 5/10 Usefulness: 7/10
EEL3701 (Digital Logic) – Dr. Bobda: I know that this is much more difficult with Dr. Schwartz, but with Dr. Bobda it wasn’t too bad. I definitely would make it the focal point of my semester either way though. Of the weed-out classes, this is probably the most difficult.
Fun: 4/10 Difficulty: 6/10 Usefulness: 7/10
EEL3135 (Signals and Systems) – Dr. Harley: Of the three weed-out classes, this is probably the one that takes the least amount of time. It can probably be fit into most schedules, just make sure not to take this and digital logic at the same time.
Fun: 6/10 Difficulty: 5/10 Usefulness: 6/10
EEL3112 (Circuits 2) – Dr. Asadi: This class is pretty easy, and honestly a bit boring at times. Minimal work and time commitment required, so get it out of the way early if possible.
Fun: 3/10 Difficulty: 4/10 Usefulness: 4/10
EEL3923 (Junior Design) – Dr. Patrick: This class can be as easy or difficult as you make it. If you stay on top of things, it can be pretty easy but it is also very easy to slip out of it and have things snowball. Can probably be fit into most semesters.
Fun: 7/10 Difficulty: 7/10 Usefulness: 9/10
EEL4744 (Microprocessors) – Dr. Schwartz: This was a required class for me still, although I know it isn’t for newer students. This is by far the most difficult class I’ve ever taken, not one to be taken lightly. Enormous time commitment; build your semester around this class. At least its useful.
Fun: 3/10 Difficulty: 10/10 Usefulness: 8/10
EEL4923 (Senior Design) – Dr. Eisenstadt: Similar to junior design, this class is as difficult as you make it. If you choose a hard project, the class will be difficult. But ultimately, it’s up to you. I would recommend making sure you choose the right partner and project to make sure you have a good time in this class. It can be extremely rewarding.
Fun: 7/10 Difficulty: 7/10 Usefulness: 10/10
Mid-Level Courses: These are courses that are stepping stones for the later classes.
EEL3008 (Physics of EE) – Dr. Arnold: This is a relatively easy class that isn’t woo much work either. Not a class to plan around, but one to be added to a medium-difficulty semester. Dr. Arnold is also one of the best professors in the department as well, so that helps this class a lot.
Fun: 7/10 Difficulty: 4/10 Usefulness: 6/10
EEE3308 (Electronics 1) – Dr. Fox: Dr. Fox isn’t still at the school, but the new professors are pretty good from what I hear. This is genuinely one of the most important classes I’ve ever taken, I highly recommend this class to every EE major. You’ll learn so many important concept and become a better engineer. This class may be moderately difficult, but if you commit some time to learn stuff early instead of last minute, it isn’t too bad.
Fun: 7/10 Difficulty: 7/10 Usefulness: 10/10
EEL3211 (Electric Energy) – Prof. Rambo: This class was moderately difficult, and I definitely recommend taking this class over the summer if possible. The overall workload isn’t too high but the individual assignments can be brutal.
Fun: 4/10 Difficulty: 6/10 Usefulness: 4/10
EEL3472 (Electromagnetics 1) – Dr. Rakov: This class was one of my favorites, and Dr. Rakov is one of the best professors as well. Its very math-heavy though, so be sure to review math before this class. Overall, this class is too difficult.
Fun: 8/10 Difficulty: 4/10 Usefulness: 7/10
EEE3396 (Solid State Devices) – Dr. Guo: Surprisingly, this was one of the more difficult classes I’ve taken. Maybe it’s just me but the concepts were difficult to understand and the homeworks were quite difficult. It isn’t the worst, but don’t underestimate this class and get behind.
Fun: 3/10 Difficulty: 7/10 Usefulness: 5/10
Electives: Classes I’ve taken because they git my interests.
EEL4598 (Computer Communications) – Dr. McNair: I’m not very interested in computer stuff, so this class was kind of boring for me. It’s pretty easy, and the final project isn’t awful. Overall, not a lot to say about this class.
Fun: 3/10 Difficulty: 3/10 Usefulness: 3/10
EEL4242 (Power Electronics) – Dr. Wang: A surprise hit of mine. One of the most interesting classes I’ve taken and surprisingly useful. Not a ton of work and the exams are relatively easy. I don’t know if this class still has the lab, but the lab was barely a factor to be honest.
Fun: 8/10 Difficulty: 4/10 Usefulness: 9/10
EEL4251 (Power Systems Analysis): Dr. Bretas: One of the big let downs for me. This class is probably not what you expect it is. It is very math-heavy and high-level concepts, as where I was expecting stuff about power grids in general. Also not the easiest class.
Fun: 2/10 Difficulty: 6/10 Usefulness: 5/10
EEE4306 (Electronics 2) – Dr. Fox: Again, Dr. Fox isn’t teaching the class anymore, but this class is a natural extension of electronics one and is vital if you want to do analog design. It can be difficult at times, but overall not the most difficult class.
Fun: 7/10 Difficulty: 7/10 Usefulness: 9/10
EEL4412 (Applied Magnetism) – Dr. Arnold: If you’re into magnetics and such, you’ll probably love this class. Dr. Arnold is very charismatic and drives the class in a positive direction. Not too difficult either, although the homeworks can be more difficult than you’d think at times.
Fun: 8/10 Difficulty: 6/10 Usefulness: 4/10
EEL4446 (Lasers) – Dr. Zmuda: In contrast to Dr. Zmuda’s other classes, the content of this class is much more advanced than I was expecting. It covers many topics that I wasn’t expecting, and many you may not have experience in. It’s an interesting class but the difficulty may not be worth it for you.
Fun: 5/10 Difficulty: 7/10 Usefulness: 4/10
EEL4473 (Electromagnetics 2) – Dr. Zmuda: Probably the easiest of the electives I’ve taken. Dr. Zmuda is a very relaxed professor and this course is overall pretty laid-back, but very useful for an electromagnetics person to take.
Fun: 7/10 Difficulty: 4/10 Usefulness: 7/10
EEL4495 (Lightning) – Dr. Rakov: I saw this class when I was a freshman and knew I had to take it someday. Having taken it, I can say it was everything I wanted it to be. A decent amount of math involved, but it isn’t too bad if you practice it. Dr. Rakov loves teaching this class and it shows in how enjoyable the lectures are.
Fun: 9/10 Difficulty: 4/10 Usefulness: 6/10
Again, I can only cover the classes that I took. Obviously, I am down an electromagnetics path and not too big of a fan of digital stuff, but hopefully this can be useful to my fellow EE majors. Best of luck in the upcoming semesters.

In this vast and ever-expanding universe, it's rare to find deep and meaningful conversations, to find people who yearn to explore the mysteries of existence and to contemplate the complexities of the human condition. And yet, it's precisely through such conversations that we're able to shed light on the shadowed corners of our souls, that we're able to find solace in the shared experiences of others, that we're able to glimpse the beauty that lies beyond our own lives.
I'm an introverted individual with a love for the arts, literature, philosophy, and all things profound. I'm childfree, marriagefree, petfree. I've always been driven by a thirst for understanding the world, like a kid in a candy store, except instead of candy, it's deep discussions that make my heart skip a beat. Lookswise, I have a slim physique but my mind is a behemoth of curiosity and wonder, churning with tides of questions that even Google can't answer, as I'm constantly seeking answers to everything. And standing at 6 feet tall, I'm pretty sure that makes me the perfect height for contemplating the infinitely vertical possibilities of the universe.
By trade, I'm a humble worker, toiling away at a low paying job, yet my heart remains steadfast in its pursuit of understanding everything. I find solace in books, losing myself in the stories and theories, and I'm seeking to expand my knowledge and to see things I've never imagined before. I may not make six figures or have a six pack, but my mind is rich and robust with ideas about life, the cosmos, and everything in between. Who needs moolah when you've got the timeless works of great thinkers throughout history to lose yourself in? Besides, I hear the pages of books taste delicious when you're really hungry.
I hope to connect with like-minded individuals who share a similar passion for the things that truly matter in life. Rather than curling up to watch some Netflix we can curl up to read some Nietzsche. Though I wouldn't mind doing both. Netflix and Nietzsche anyone? Whether we converse of the works of world-historic figures, or of our own personal experiences and struggles, it's my hope that together we'll find meaning, comfort, and wisdom in our shared endeavors.
So if you're a seeker of truth, a lover of knowledge, and a fan of the profound, I invite you to reach out to me, so we can embark on a journey of the mind and the soul, as we get to know each other inside and out in our search for meaning. Let's dive into the unknown and revel in the richness of the human experience. Because the beauty of life lies not just on the surface, but in the depths of our hearts and minds, waiting to be uncovered and understood.

1. What will you be doing with this PC? Be as specific as possible, and include specific games (ex: resolution, FPS, settings) or programs you will be using.

Gaming PC, right now I'm playing FFXIV, Devil May Cry 5 and other "less demanding" games, but ultimately i want this build to be as future-proof as possible within the budget.

2. What is your maximum PRE-TAX budget before rebates and shipping?

Around 3000$

3. When do you plan on building/buying the PC? Note: beyond a week or two from today means any build you receive will be out of date when you want to buy.

Will be getting the parts ASAP.

4. What, exactly, do you need included in the budget? (ex: toweOS/monitokeyboard/mouse/etc)

Just the tower. but see point #5.

5. If reusing any parts (including monitor(s)/keyboard/mouse/etc), what parts will you be reusing? How old are they? Brands and models are appreciated.

I'm good for keyboard/mouse and I have a HP 34f Curved Display monitor waiting to be used, so id like to make full use of it, also plan on having a dual monitor setup, using an old Samsung S27B350H If that monitor is "too old" I'll need a new monitor, anything that would work as a second monitor.

6. Will you be overclocking (ex: CPU/GPU/RAM)? If yes, are you interested in overclocking right away, or down the line?

No plan to Overclock.

7. Are there any specific features or items you want/need in the build? (ex: SSD, Wi-Fi/Bluetooth, VR, VirtualLink, tensor cores, large amount of storage or a RAID setup, CUDA or OpenCL support, etc)

A 2TB SSD is all i can really think of right now.

8. Do you have any specific case preferences (ex: mITX/mATX/mid-towefull-tower sizes, styles, colours, window or not, LED lighting, etc.), or a particular color theme preference for the components?

Don't need anything flashy, pref. black, as long as all the parts fit inside.

9. Do you need a copy of Windows included in the budget? Note: some post-secondary students can get Windows 10 for free.

I've heard mixed reviews about Windows 11 esp. for the gaming side of things, might be misinformed so if anyone knows better, either Windows 10 or 11 depending.

10. Will you be upgrading this PC in the future (ie: will you swap out better parts later on or will you build an entirely new tower later)? If so, when?

As I mentioned on point #1 I'm trying to get something as future-proof as I can, that being said, I'll most likely try to replace parts (if possible) later on but no clue when that would be.

11. Do you have a brand preference? (ex: AMD/Intel for CPUs, AMD/NVIDIA for video cards, etc)

No preference here as long as the compatibility between the parts is solid.

12. What are the specs of your old PC / laptop? Do you want to see if it can be upgraded instead? If so, paste its build from PCPartPicker here.

the PC I'm using at the moment is an old, cheap, pre-built tower that I bought in a hurry, nothing about it I hold dear or wish to keep, will probably be giving it to family.

13. Extra info or particulars:

I reside in Laval, Québec if that changes anything about the availability or cost of some parts.

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Nicholas Palmeri's socializing and vacationing with Miami drug lawyers, detailed in confidential records viewed by The Associated Press, brought his ultimate downfall following just a 14-month stint as DEA's powerful regional director supervising dozens of agents across Mexico, Central America and Canada.
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Oliva told AP the the translation work Palmeri's wife did for him was "Totally unrelated" to Palmeri and that he's "Never met a more ethical, hard-working and highly effective drug enforcement agent."
Some agents complained about his near-obsession with capturing Rafael Caro Quintero, the infamous drug lord behind the killing of a U.S. DEA agent in 1985, saying Palmeri prioritized that over the agency's less-flashy efforts to stem the flow of Chinese precursor chemicals used to make fentanyl.
Chris Landau, who oversaw Palmeri as U.S. ambassador to Mexico during the Trump administration, said that singular focus on Quintero and other such headline-grabbing arrests is characteristic of the DEA's broader failings in the drug war.
Several agents under Palmeri's command, including an assistant regional director, contracted COVID-19 following a meeting at the DEA office in the resort town of Mazatlán, where some agents say they were admonished or ridiculed for wearing masks.

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Hello all and welcome to a (I assure you) totally wholesome episode of The Outcasts! Another week, another step forward for the lives of Evra, Jessie, Ref, and Kikri as they try to settle into a steady rhythm after all the excitement recently. So stay tuned and I hope you enjoy!
As always thanks to u/Bluefishcake for the universe, and thanks to u/roboticstatic, u/shneekeyTheLost, u/catsintrenchcoats, and everyone on the Discord server for helping with editing! Without further ado, Chapter Ten!
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Kikri watched as Jessie fell into slumber beside them and her sisters, a somewhat troubled expression on Jessie’s face as they dreamt. Then, taking a hand and lightly caressing Jessie’s face, Kikri let out a small mewl of sadness that their mate was still suffering from night terrors, albeit less severe now. She had been watching Jessie closely these past several days because she enjoyed watching them and keeping an eye on their mental state, having been terrified when Jessie regressed after the first night they spent in bed with the polycule. Kikri could tell Jessie was trying to deal with their repressions, but she could also know that it wasn’t going well despite how it looked. Better, most definitely, but not the best.
Jessie’s scent had been changing as well since the incident. The tinge of constant fear was still there in Jessie’s pheromones, but a new addition, smelling almost sickly, had appeared and been growing since. The smell reminded Kikri of her first kill on Dirt, but she could not place why. Certainly, Jessie was physically healthy, so the scent wasn’t a precursor to some disease, and yet, when the smell flared up in Jessie’s scent, it made her uneasy, just like during the incident on their date. When that happened, her instincts would always tell her one thing.
Death.
Despite this, Kikri held Jessie close and dear to her, as did Ref and Evra. And Jessie held them just as dearly, Kikri assumed from their pheromones. Which is why the Rakiri was worried. She was well aware of her species’ penchant for ‘losing themselves’ to their urges during courtship and feared that with Jessie’s issues and things moving too quickly to be safe, in her mind, her being with Jessie first would undoubtedly cause problems. So, after making sure Jessie was indeed asleep, she called her sisters over to the table to have a small girlfriend meeting. Prying themselves free of Jessie was no small task, with how heavily Jessie began clinging to them in their sleep. After a few moments, however, Ref, Evra, and Kikri gathered. With a deeply held breath, Kikri looked to her sisters and said the words that instantly made them stiffen their postures.
“We need to talk about Jessie.”
The previously sleepy Ref and Evra instinctively bolted upright with concern. Neither of them doubted Kikri’s nose for things like this, her having been proven right so many times before boring any distrust of her senses out the window. So instead, the Helkam and Nighkru waited for their Rakiri sister to continue, the former’s ears twitching while the latter fidgeted with her hands.
“Is everything okay with her?” Evra asked, glancing back at Jessie for a moment. It had been less than a week since Jessie had broken down on that couch, and the incident was still fresh in her mind. ‘Jessie is the nest now. We have to protect Jessie.’ Her thoughts were easily readable on her face when she returned to looking at her sisters.
“Nothing worse. I wouldn’t say that Jessie is fine, but perhaps on the way there now,” Kikri explained, causing both Ref and Evra to look at her in confusion. But, of course, if everything were fine, Kikri wouldn’t call for a little meeting like this for no reason.
“If things are improving, what should we be concerned about?” Ref said, wiping her eyes clean. She had been just about to follow Jessie to the world of dreams when Kikri called for them, and it showed, despite her upright posture.
“That’s precisely why we should be. Jessie is pushing herself far faster than is normal. I’m not sure why, but we need to be prepared for if things get more..intimate,” Kikri slowly explained, choosing her words carefully enough that neither girl would mistake what she meant.
Two bright blushes appeared on the girls’ faces as their minds presumably imagined such a scenario. Neither looked concerned, and Kikri had to snap her Nighkru sister out of it, sensing she was losing herself in another fantasy.
Since Jessie moved in, getting alone time has been difficult. Jessie’s scent having more masculine pheromones and feminine ones had made things difficult for Kikri and Evra, who were more susceptible to such traits. As such, Ref frequently had to cover for them so they could get away and recover themselves at times without Jessie knowing. Evra, however, always came back just a bit more frustrated than relieved.
“S-should we really be discussing this?!” Evra whisper-yelled, but Ref instead put a hand to her cheek, thinking.
“Kikri’s right, we do,” Ref spoke evenly after a long pause. "If Jessie makes a move to progress our relationship, we need to be careful with the order. Kikri’s conscious that her species tends to go overboard. Meaning you or I should ideally be first."
“Wha…t-then you’ll be his first time, Ref?!” Evra said, causing Kikri and Ref to look at her quizzically.
“Jessie would need someone affectionate and positive for their first time due to what they’ve been through. I am neither, so no.” the ever-clinical sister explained, while Kikri simply sat neutral, letting them hash it out.
“W-wait, that means….” Evra started, utterly shocked at this turn of events.
“You were the one who calmed their episode and knew to call Dr. Amelia. And Jessie often says you are very ‘bubbly.’ So you are the ideal choice, Evra.” Ref continued.
‘Oh no, no, no, no.’ Evra’s mind repeated the sentence over and over. So she would have to be Jessie’s first?!
But she had no experience!

-Two Days Later-

‘Don’t be nervous. Don’t be nervous. Don’t be nervous.’
Jessie’s inner voice said as they rode in the transport. Jessie, Ref, Kikri, and Evra were on the way to Shau’tari Marine Base as their leave was up. Kikri and Ref would take the first rotation to work on base, while Evra and Jessie would drop them off and return home. At least, that’s what Jessie took the conversation yesterday to mean. Right now, Jessie was too busy gripping Kikri’s and Ref’s hands in each of hers, having developed a bit of anxiety about leaving the apartment now since the past couple of times ended up in attacks. Cold sweat dripped on the nape of Jessie’s neck, her leg bounced incessantly, and even her eyes moved around quickly as if on high alert.
‘Almost there. Then drop Ref and Kikri off, then head home. No biggie. I can do this, I can…Shit, there’s the gate.’
As they pulled up to the building gate, a small box beside a metal gate complete with built-in sensors, Kikri signaled Evra to stop there and drop them off. Jessie inhaled deeply as they pulled over to the side, where the drop-off area was. A relatively well-maintained tarmac parking lot, with several vehicles or transports parked there, most likely the vehicles from those fortunate enough to live off-base.
“ It’s alright, Jessie. We’ll be fine. We aren’t going on deployment but staying on base. Ref is helping out in medical, and I’ll be in the armory.” Kikri said kindly, her arm reaching out to gently cup Jessie’s face.
“You okay?” Evra asked, glancing over at Jessie with a slightly concerned look, her own hand gingerly moving to rub the outside of Jessie’s thigh, more out of support emotionally than anything else.
“I’ll be fine. Just nerves, is all.” Jessie’s hands moved to cup each of their girlfriends’ hands in turn, putting on a brave smile for them. But, truth be told, the idea of Kikri and Ref not being home terrified Jessie.
“You know you don’t have to hide your anxiety with me, Jessie. I get it too.” Evra said comfortingly. Jessie knew she did, but that thought did little to comfort the nauseating feeling in their stomach at the moment. Kikri and Ref gave a longing look at Jessie, but time waited for no sapient, so they, unfortunately, had to leave. As the two stepped out, however, they each gave a knowing look to Evra, entrusting Jessie’s safety and care to their Nighkru sibling.
“I know. Let’s just..head home? Being out here gives me a bad feeling.” Jessie managed to eke out without showing too much of the discomfort they were feeling. The disquieting pause afterward and the slight change in Evra’s face were as far from imperceptible as one could get.
“Alright. But Kikri and Ref will be gone until Shel. So why don’t we try working on your anxiety a bit?” Evra asked as she turned the transport, heading back home. Jessie didn’t really give her an answer as they stared out the window to their right. Ordinarily, the passing sights of New Orleans would be a comfort, but right now, it just felt…bleak, as if someone took a grainy, overexposed photo and set the color and brightness to zero. Even the weather seemed to agree as it again began to rain.
A little while later, they were back home, with Jessie visibly relaxing inside the safety of the apartment. It was still morning, and as this was one of the few days Jessie had a training break, they settled on the couch. Flipping through the channels on the omni-tv but not finding much worth watching, Jessie instead glanced to see Evra go to take a shower with a particular curiosity. Nighkru bathing was a slight issue regarding their algae, as certain cleaners were quite harmful to them even though they were subdermal. Still, Evra always seemed to take longer than anyone else in the bathroom, and Jessie’s curiosity sometimes made them want to ask why it took so long, among other things, ashamedly. Of course, they never would, but they wanted to.
‘Monster.’
‘Shut up, Derrick.’
Derrick’s voice still occasionally popped up, but it was quieter and easier to tell off. Jessie wondered if it was the medication or the girls who were a more significant impact. They had already saved Jessie multiple times and asked Jessie out on a date after knowing Jessie’s past. Not to mention the essentially numerous confessions several days ago…or had it been a week already. Jessie wasn’t sure as time had become a bit of a fog around the girls now.
‘Freak.’
‘Shut up, Derrick.’
Still, the only times Derrick was truly silent was during training and the “snuggle fests” afterward. And depending on how stressful Jessie’s day had been, it could get harder to tell that voice off. Right now, it was particularly tiring due to emotional stress, so Jessie decided to busy herself with something nice to do for Evra. So, naturally, it was making a meal.
Standing up from the beanbag-like couch, Jessie walked a few feet over to the kitchen and began looking through the pantry/fridge. Most of their biology study on Nighkru basic had been finished, so Jessie had a rough understanding of what most Nighkru liked to eat flavor-wise. Picking out a few ingredients, Jessie grabbed an apron to put on and began preparing a meal.
‘Small knife for trimming, large for butchering meat, and that one for the veggies,’ Jessie thought to herself as they began preparing the meal. Nothing too complex, as they weren’t exactly a professional chef, but something like a grilled meatball salad with scallion and shaved cheese was doable. Though as they thought about it, a steak and tomato salad would probably be better. They began cooking by grabbing some Angus thick cuts, fresh cherry and heirloom tomatoes, iceberg lettuce, an avocado, and some wine vinaigrette.
One of the few things Jessie did grab from their apartment or instead had Kikri seize the other day was a set of cast-iron pans their mother used. No Louisianian worth their salt would cook without a well-seasoned cast iron, and Jessie was no different. Trimming up the steak, Jessie made a blend of garlic, onion, salt, pepper, and various other seasonings to make a good rub for the meat and set it aside, Letting the flaked salt draw out the moisture to mix with the seasoning and be reabsorbed for better flavor. At the same time, they worked on the other ingredients.
Taking an onion, they chipped it up into long, fine strands and threw it into the skillet with butter and bacon fat. It turns out Kikri really liked bacon, almost as much as any human. Jessie had plenty of flavorful fat to use as a medium for sauteing onions. While that was going, they began cold-soaking the lettuce and chopping up tomatoes.
By the time Evra came out of her shower, Jessie had begun cooking the steaks, filling the apartment with a beautiful aroma. Evra looked at Jessie cooking in the kitchen with a practically voracious expression, even having to wipe away a bit of drool, which Jessie found adorable. The lithe space elf with horns and freaky eyes had certainly grown on Jessie, especially after saving them from their own mind during an episode. Since then, however, Jessie had been having conflicting feelings about her and the other girls in general. Jessie definitely felt closer to them, but the closer they became, the more worried Jessie became and the more confusing their feelings became. Jessie felt like they wanted to be even closer to them, but the only way she could think to do so involved…that, and Jessie wasn’t sure if they could, if Derrick had ruined them from ever being able to be…intimate.
‘Weak little abomination’
‘Shut. It. Derrick.’
‘Not like a monster deserves happiness. End it before you hurt them, too.’
‘I said, SHUT IT!’
“Wow, Jessie. I didn’t know you could cook like this. It smells amazing! What’re those yellow plants?” The adorable Nighkru asked, looking at the finished salad with a particular hunger. Jessie froze, her face showing her puzzlement as she stopped what she was doing. It took Jessie a moment to figure out what she was talking about since the color was off, but then she remembered Nighkru couldn’t see red. Taking the steaks over to a cutting board, Jessie began cutting them into thin strips to add to the salad.
“Those are tomatoes. Ordinarily, they’d be tart with a slight bitterness, but they should be a bit sweeter and a little zesty in this salad. Those light shavings are avocado, the leafy stuff is lettuce, and the cooked brownish stringy stuff is grilled onions. Once the steak is done, I’ll toss it all with a light champagne vinaigrette, and then it’ll be ready.” Jessie explained, particularly proud of figuring out food they liked that most of their girlfriends could eat too. Kikri would have a bit of an issue from so much roughage, but Ref and Evra should be okay with this. Evra seemed rather shocked at not only the fact that Jessie could cook but that Jessie had already taken into account the increased appetite she and her sisters had based on the portions she was making.
“Why're you acting so surprised? I lived alone for years. I had to learn to cook for myself, you know.” Jessie asked curiously as they returned to cutting the steak. Stealing a glance at Evra, Jessie had to admit. She was rather striking today. It certainly didn’t help that the black undergarments she was wearing, and only that, were as tight as spandex leaving little to the imagination. A bit of water still glistened on her skin, giving her an almost ephemeral appearance. Jessie quickly had to turn their gaze back to the steak out of fear of getting distracted and cutting themselves.
“Jessie, you may not know it, but for those of us in the rest of the galaxy, seeing a guy in an apron cooking in a kitchen is like..like… Goddess, it’s so hot.” Evra started to explain but couldn’t find the right word. Jessie wasn’t sure why they were talking about the temperature, though; it was relatively cool despite the cooking. It was a pregnant pause before Jessie, with a bright blush they attempted and failed to hide, realized what she meant.
“Well, half a guy, I guess,” Jessie mumbled, moving the steak into the salad bowl with the other ingredients and adding the vinaigrette to toss the salad. Evra moved around the corner she was leaning against and walked over to Jessie, softly placing a hand on their forearm and breaking Jessie’s thoughts. She leaned over, breaking their vision that had been concentrating on the food with her face, alight with a warm smile.
“You’re not half anything, Jessie. You’re you. I’m unsure if you have seen our males, but human males are very different. They’re built more like women than our males are. So you being lithe like you are and androgynous enough to appear like both? It doesn’t detract anything in the slightest. To most in the Imperium, you’d be quite the catch!” Evra said, not really making much sense to Jessie, but they knew she was trying to cheer them up. Rather than respond directly, Jessie, for some reason, blurted out a somewhat out-of-character line.
“Quite a catch, huh? And what do you think, Evvie?” Jessie teased before realizing exactly what they’d said. A bright blush appeared across both Evra's and Jessies faces as Jessie immediately started stumbling over themselves to apologize, the salad tossing wholly forgotten.
“I-I’m sorry, Evra. I don’t know why I said that. It was stupid and childish of me to say, and I shouldn’thavebutIdidand-”
“Jessie,” Evra said, interrupting them and giggling from seeing Jessie so flustered. “It’s fine, really. It was kind of cute, actually, almost as adorable as you. Very boyfriend-ish. Oops, I mean girlfriend…Um...actually, which do you prefer?”
“Oh, um..uh..ahem,” Jessie started, giving thought to her question before mumbling a response, though it was too quiet for Evra to hear.
“What did you say? I couldn’t understand you, Jessie.”
“I said, erm...” Jessie trailed off with another mumble, awkwardly trying to play it cool as they covered their blush with one hand.
“Um, Jessie, I can’t hear you if you hide your mouth with your hand and mumble like that.”
“I...I said Mate, okay? Kikri said it, and um...I um…So yeah, that one.”
Evra giggled, leaning closer to Jessie, close enough that Jessie could feel her warm breath on the side of their face. Then, whispering in their ear, Evra said in an out-of-character and rather sultry voice.
“Thank you for the meal, my wonderful mate.”
Jessie froze, blood rushing to her face and other places as Evra giggled and grabbed the salad bowl for herself. She gave Jessie a quick kiss on the cheek, leaving them further stunned and causing Evra immense joy as she watched Jessie’s brain try to restart several times.
Jessie wasn’t ready for that step yet, though, much as they, and their body, wanted to be, so they instead gave Evra a quick kiss on the cheek and sat down to eat. Evra was kind enough not to point out the ‘perkiness’ Jessie’s body was showing, and Jessie was kind enough not to point out the faint gray blush forming on Evra’s cheeks. Neither really knew how to continue the conversation after that, and so chose to spend the meal in quiet silence, letting the flames die down a bit, so to speak. Afterward, the two romantics ended up cuddling on the couch, watching some Shil movie about a warrior prince.
“I’m sorry, I’m not ready for that yet, Evvie,” Jessie finally broke the silence as they held her close, Evra’s head resting against Jessie’s shoulder and both holding hands in a gentle, loving manner.
‘Coward.’
‘Shut it, Derrick. It’s your fault.’
Always hiding behind someone else, Jessie.’
“It’s okay, Jessie. Take your time. Don’t try to rush it for our sake, okay? Evra replied, squeezing Jessie’s hand just a bit tighter as if to emphasize her point. Jessie said nothing in response, but the look of conflict on their face was worrisome to Evra. Deciding not to speak of it anymore, Evra returned her attention to the movie, enjoying her one-on-one cuddle session with her ‘mate.’ Petting Jessie’s head gently, a very different kind of turmoil was brewing within the young Nighkru…
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“This is turox-shit,” Kikri said with a growl. So rather than having them go out with other pods for patrol, somehow Kikri got assigned to helping out logistics with inventory while Ref was pulled for hospital duty. Kikri didn’t like this at all. Seeing the explosives in the long warehouse, having to get into a bucket-of-bolts exo-suit, having to handle the explosives…It reminded her of the bombs she failed to deactivate back in Washington, reminded her of the kids on the bus, and reminded her of the carnage afterward.
The warehouse itself wasn’t much to write home about. Around 400 meters long by 300 wide, the thermocast-reinforced concrete building offered little in the way of beauty. It was essentially a large rectangle, with a requisitions office at one end, completely closed off by a gate made of steel and, once again, that purple alloy. The inventory racks went up to the ceiling as if they barely even fit. They were all loaded with various supplies such as extra power cells, medication, uniforms, essential needs, and weapons, too much for the relatively diminutive armory.
Setting down the explosive her suit was holding and placing it into its rack slot, Kikri breathed relief. Truth be told, she had avoided demolition duties. Just seeing an explosive was enough to trigger a flashback, and each time it hurt. Still, she was a warrior, a Rakiri, a marine. So she grit her teeth and bore it, moving one explosive after another and saying nothing. Speaking out would not do any good here.
“Oh look, it’s that Rakiri!” A shill pointed out. Kikri already didn’t like her. She smelled of pompousness and decadent lifestyle, scents Kikri usually flagged as ‘people to avoid because they are so annoying.’ Still, this one was rather large, even by Shil’vati standards, at over eight feet tall and all muscle. Kikri had to wonder if it was natural or some illegal gene mod. She could already tell the girl had gotten at least one to get that strange blue hair.
“So, Rakiri, how does it feel to have to be protected by a male? A primitive one at that!” The girl snickered, but Kikri ignored it. As much as she wanted to bare tooth and claw to the girl, the repercussions of such an action made it less than ideal as far as Ideas go.
“Jessie has the spirit of a fighter and is wise beyond his years. Your attempt to shame me through him will not work, only make me prouder in my choice of mate, Shil,” Kikri said in response, moving the old, orange-colored exo down the line to continue her next explosive.
“I don’t know. He seemed pretty weak. I bet I could beat him.” The Shil spoke, still trying to get a rise out of Kikri, smiling and snickering at her own words.
“You are welcome to try if you find him,” Kikri said, focusing on her job. This next crate of explosives was particularly finicky and dangerous, so she wanted to take her time with it.
“Maybe I will then. Then, maybe afterward, I’ll steal your mate, Rakiri. He looks like the kind who likes to get…’ physical’ during sex. Think I should give him a punch or two while we do the deed?”
Kikri tried to ignore the comment, but blood was boiling in her veins. A mere pup who had yet to wet her claws was threatening her mate, and every instinct in her told her to use her own to extol the price in blood and flesh.
‘How dare an impudent bitch insult Jessie like that! And how dare she insinuate she would beat him.’
Releasing the exo, Kikri dropped to the ground, her limber five-foot eleven-inch frame now on full display. She did not posture herself, acting every bit like this was a standard process.
“And you’re a runt too! Haha, No wonder that male had to-guh”
Kikri calmly walked over to the woman, not letting on her intentions. Like the attack of a serpent, however, her arm lunged out and grabbed the girl by the throat before she could respond. She smiled in the satisfaction that her claws, now extended, drew a bit of Shil blood from pricking the bitch’s neck. Then, pinning her against one of the racks, Kikri used her free hand to grab her thermocast knife and put it to the woman’s face.
“Say whatever you wish about me, clawless whelp, but speak ill of Jessie again, and I’ll start with the face before removing your fingers and shoving them up your clam! Are we clear!” Kikri growled, fanged mouth showing as the girl struggled for a breath. Her fur stood on end, making her look larger than usual, not that it was needed. The Shil girl evidently hadn’t expected Kikri to get so aggressive, and honestly, Kikri couldn’t believe she was so quick to do it, either. Then she thought of this Shil actually trying to do what she insinuated to Jessie, causing doubt in her actions to disappear.
“T-threaten all you want; we both k-know you wouldn’t risk your sisters for it,” The girl managed to spout out before Kikri dropped her hold and put her blade to the woman’s throat. For half a moment, she imagined running the bitch through and spilling more of her ugly blue blood on the floor for threatening Jessie. But, barely holding herself back, she instead used her words.
“I’ve killed many more than you have counted, shellsucker. And if you EVER threaten MY MATE or my kho-sisters again, I will make you wish you had met the deep so quickly you’ll be gone before you hit the floor. It will be long, slow, and painful. I will take your mind to deny your deepminder. Your family won’t even have anything left to bury, and your goddess won’t have anything left to free. You will slowly waste away, knowing you weren’t even worth enough for me to take a trophy from. And if by some miracle I am caught, I will make sure to tell the truth that you were a man-beater and a coward. You begged for death in your last moments, powerless and helpless. Your service will be stricken, and your records will be struck from the annals of history. You will become a ghost no one remembers, never having achieved anything. Now leave.” Kikri’s voice was low, growling almost like an animal. A heavy grinding sound from gritting her teeth from wanting to bite this bitch’s skull in half only added to the intensity. This wasn’t a threat, and it wasn’t even a statement. It was a fact. Should she continue pushing this, Kikri would make good on her word; no Rakiri would make such a promise idly. And the Shil bitch knew it.
The Shil nodded, fear strongly present in her scent as Kikri let her go. The Shil marine began scrambling her way up and running out of the warehouse as quickly as possible. After all, Kikri had a reputation on this base, and most of the women here knew it. She sighed, watching the Shil ran off, even stumbling a time or two, evidently from the liquid residue of her fear... This was going to lead to more paperwork for her. Again.
She grabbed the mop to go clean up the mess.
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“Have the preparations been made for the operation?” Lieutenant Commander Derval asked, sitting in her office while looking at an omnipad. There were various shuttle paths, flight plans, and inventories for inbound and outbound system traffic. Derval’s face was more tired than last time, having been pulling multiple all-nighters for the past few weeks in order to bring everything together for this plan of hers.
“Yes, Lt.Commander Derval. The bribes have all been accepted as of 0643 today. The teams are prepping for the exercise and have all been sworn to secrecy. In addition, we’ve implanted the stolen Consortium designs as well. So there is no risk of leakage.” A voice, gruff and low, said over the pad. Sergeant Xixian was a competent leader and an excellent soldier, Derval’s right-hand woman. She had personally volunteered for this mission even after knowing the stakes.
“Good. Make sure there are no survivors. And make sure nothing points back to us. Once the mission is over, activate the implants.” Derval said resolutely, leaving no room for argument.“I…Yes, Ma’am, I understand.”
It would be a loss having to give up valuable pawns from the DHC candidate course, even if they had been dropouts. Still, Derval was flying under the radar for both sides, and it was best to leave no loose ends. The fact she would lose Xixian from this mission also weighed painfully on her chest, especially since Xixian didn’t know she had an implant. Still, this was the job of a commander in war, and with a grim face, Derval accepted it.
‘Soon, you will cease being a problem, Jessie Reider.’
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Not really looking for anyones approval just wondering what you guys think. I went to spring fest in seattle for the first time this year and had a blast. And me and my girl got thinking about entering my rav4 I saw lifted trucks and some offroad vehicles there.
What Id like to do, is lift it, get wide fender flares, offroad lighting with bull bar and on roof rack, 270 awning, wheel well rgb lights, more interior lighting like pro grade stops that connect in dash and door, and extra wide touch screen replacement, custom drl tail lights and headlights, and series one, the magna flow exhaust system.
I have already installed custom tail light bar with sequential signals, custom fog lights, Upsided K02's with custom rims, grill lights above and below grill sections and replaced rear reflectors with working lights, wireless charging station and door frame entry covers that light up saying rav4. My fog lights and door frame lights are not hooked up to power at this moment waiting to get them professionally installed instead of doing myself since they deal with air bags.
I never saw a single rav4 at the show so I think it would be a super cool vehicle for the show next year if I get more installed on it at least. I would do VIP parking first of course not pay to have it in the main part of the show. But I have a 2019 rav4 would anyone think it would be cool to see besides me and my girl? Would anyone take photos of it?

Hi im begginer with unity and vsc c# I try to program light switch but it allways dont showing variables in inspector and idk how to fix it. I tried [SerializeField], [System. Serializable] and re-import. My console doesnt showing any error. Can someone help me?.
This is my code: using System.Collections; using System.Collections.Generic; using UnityEngine;
public class lightSwitch : MonoBehaviour { public GameObject inttext, light; public bool toggle = true, interactable; public Renderer lightBulb; public Material offlight, onlight; public AudioSource lightSwitchSound; public Animator switchAnim;

void OnTriggerStay(Collider other) { if (other.CompareTag("MainCamera")) { inttext.SetActive(true); interactable = true; } } void OnTriggerExit(Collider other) { if (other.CompareTag("MainCamera")) { inttext.SetActive(false); interactable = false; } } void Update() { if(interactable == true) { if (Input.GetKeyDown(KeyCode.E)) { toggle = !toggle; //lightSwitchSound.Play(); switchAnim.ResetTrigger("press"); switchAnim.SetTrigger("press"); } } if(toggle == false) { light.SetActive(false); lightBulb.material = offlight; } if (toggle == true) { light.SetActive(true); lightBulb.material = onlight; } }

}
Its from video tutorial, dude have 2020 unity version but i using 2021 unity versiobut i try other script code for 2021 version but that didnt work too.

So I'm working my way through the event camos,only done marksman and launchers (sorry to those I spammed RPGs at in the process)
Wondering what's a good weapon for accurate headshots, and yes git gud is the obvious answer. I am not a very good player but I am passionate and I was hoping for some guidance on the lowest recoil / best optic setup ideas to help me get more consistent headshots.

Assault Rifles: Get 125 headshots
- M16 [Burst fire is forcing me to upper chest/headshot area]
Battle Rifles: Get 75 headshots
- SO-14 [In Single Fire Mode it's very similar to an EBR?]
Submachine Guns: Get 100 headshots
- MX9 [ I have a very stable MX9 but it's a hit marker machine is there a more hard-hitting option?]
Light Machine Guns: Get 75 headshots
- RPK with mid-range scope
Shotguns: Get 50 headshots
- ???? [ I never run shotguns so no idea what to do here]
~~Marksman Rifles:~~ ~~Get 50 headshots~~
- ~~Done with the Tempus~~
Sniper Rifles: Get 50 headshots
- Just any I guess as most of the time you for headshots anyway?
Handguns: Get 30 headshots
- What's the best 'hunting scope' for a pistol to help with aiming headshots?
Melee: Get 30 kills from behind
- Combat Knife [It's faster than dual kodachi yeah?]
~~Launcher:~~ ~~Get 40 kills~~
- ~~Done with RPG~~ ~~[sorry to everyone who suffered through that]~~

I guess I'm just looking for some tips and tricks to help complete this challenge before the timer runs out, like what weapons or optics you would recommend etc.

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