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Memory transcript subject: Vila, Venlil Student Date: [standardized human time] October 29th, 2136
I got out of my bed and walked towards the den. I saw Chris sitting on the couch watching some human tv show.
“Morning Chris” he turned toward me. I shuttered a bit, I was till getting used to it. He was drinking some pink juice with some ice.
“Oh morning Vila” he turned back to the tv. I opened the cold box and grabbed some star fruit. I went to the den and sat next Chris.
“So Chris what are you watching?” He turned to me taking a sip of his juice.
“Oh just some Doctor Who” I think I actually heard of this show online. Apparently it was kinda like the Travelers but more human. On the screen a human in a brown suit running from some weird robot shooting beams at him all the while screaming exterminate.
“Oh by the way Vila earlier some Exterminators came by and they were like planting cameras around the house” WHAT!?. Isn’t that illegal? What reason would they have to do that?
“Chris please tell me you got rid of them” Chris took a long sip of his juice.
“Yeah me and Lani went around the place, I actually scared them off with my metal bat” he then laughed a bit at that. That noise still gave me some scare.
“Anyway Chris what are you drinking?” I pointed to the pink juice in his cup. It looked really good. The ice was shaking in it.
“Oh it’s just some strawberry lemonade, do you want me to pour you some?” I thought for a moment before nodding. Chris than walked towards the cold box and pulled out this canister with a green cap and poured some juice into a cup.
“Here you go Vila” he gave me the drink. I put it towards my mouth and had a sip. Holy it was so good, it was like the the great protector themself blessed a drink and gave it to a mortal. I bleated with delight, I then noticed Chris’s surprised look. I then realized what had happened and I embarrassed.
“Your like a sheep, physical and in sound!” Chris had called me a sheep? What even is a sheep.
“Chris what’s a sheep?” He then looked at me with wide eyes and his mouth went inwards.
“It’s a domestic animal, we use them for their wool to make cloths” I got worried a bit. Humans still use animals for things.
“If your wondering we don’t kill them for the wool” I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard that, I mean could you imagine that happening to a Venlil.
“But we still do use their meat” my eyes widened and my wool puffed up.
“CHRIS HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT?!” Chris than looked at me worried.
“Look Vila you know we would never do that to your people, I just didn’t think before I spoke, it’s part of my condition” that’s something that’s because of his autism? There was then a brief silence but then I got curious and worked up the courage to ask.
“J-just out of curiosity Chris what other meat industries are there?” He then looked at the tv with wide eyes. He gulped a bit.
“Well V-Vila there’s the beef industry, the poultry industry, pork, venison and that one we stopped doing” I stared at him for a moment. How could the humans have so much meat to eat. I then realized he didn’t tell that last one.
“Chris what’s the last one?” He grew nervous.
“Vila is rather not sa-“ I stopped him.
“Chris I want to know” he looked at me worried.
“Trust me Vila it’s better if you don-“ I stopped him again.
“Chris just tell me, the other things are probably at least the same to the other” his hand was shaking.
“Vila I really don’t wa-“
“CHRIS I WANT TO KNOW!” He than got angry and yelled.
“FINE YOU WANT TO KNOW WHICH ONE IT IS, ITS THE FUCKING VEAL INDUSTRY ALRIGHT!” I stared at him. My wool was puffed up, I never heard him raise his voice like that before.
“You want to know what it is?, it’s dead baby fucking cows alright, they chain their fucking legs to poles so they don’t fucking walk, it’s so they become juicy” he stared at me madly, I was shaking at each thing I heard.
“Look Vila let’s just stop talking about this alright, there’s a reason I don’t want to talk about this” I just stared at him.
“Why, why would humans do that?” He rubbed his eyes.
“It was a while back, we don’t do it anymore because people found it to be unethical” I calmed a bit. It was a relief they found it so morally wrong to put a stop to it.
“Look Vila I’m going to go relax a bit to cool down alright, so please just don’t bother me” with that I watched as he headed to his room and closed his door. I then turned the tv off and sat there for a bit and then finished my drink.
I then went to my room and went online to text my friends.
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Memory transcript subject: Vila, Venlil Student Date: [standardized human time] October 29th, 2136
I got out of my bed and walked towards the den. I saw Chris sitting on the couch watching some human tv show.
“Morning Chris” he turned toward me. I shuttered a bit, I was till getting used to it. He was drinking some pink juice with some ice.
“Oh morning Vila” he turned back to the tv. I opened the cold box and grabbed some star fruit. I went to the den and sat next Chris.
“So Chris what are you watching?” He turned to me taking a sip of his juice.
“Oh just some Doctor Who” I think I actually heard of this show online. Apparently it was kinda like the Travelers but more human. On the screen a human in a brown suit running from some weird robot shooting beams at him all the while screaming exterminate.
“Oh by the way Vila earlier some Exterminators came by and they were like planting cameras around the house” WHAT!?. Isn’t that illegal? What reason would they have to do that?
“Chris please tell me you got rid of them” Chris took a long sip of his juice.
“Yeah me and Lani went around the place, I actually scared them off with my metal bat” he then laughed a bit at that. That noise still gave me some scare.
“Anyway Chris what are you drinking?” I pointed to the pink juice in his cup. It looked really good. The ice was shaking in it.
“Oh it’s just some strawberry lemonade, do you want me to pour you some?” I thought for a moment before nodding. Chris than walked towards the cold box and pulled out this canister with a green cap and poured some juice into a cup.
“Here you go Vila” he gave me the drink. I put it towards my mouth and had a sip. Holy it was so good, it was like the the great protector themself blessed a drink and gave it to a mortal. I bleated with delight, I then noticed Chris’s surprised look. I then realized what had happened and I embarrassed.
“Your like a sheep, physical and in sound!” Chris had called me a sheep? What even is a sheep.
“Chris what’s a sheep?” He then looked at me with wide eyes and his mouth went inwards.
“It’s a domestic animal, we use them for their wool to make cloths” I got worried a bit. Humans still use animals for things.
“If your wondering we don’t kill them for the wool” I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard that, I mean could you imagine that happening to a Venlil.
“But we still do use their meat” my eyes widened and my wool puffed up.
“CHRIS HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT?!” Chris than looked at me worried.
“Look Vila you know we would never do that to your people, I just didn’t think before I spoke, it’s part of my condition” that’s something that’s because of his autism? There was then a brief silence but then I got curious and worked up the courage to ask.
“J-just out of curiosity Chris what other meat industries are there?” He then looked at the tv with wide eyes. He gulped a bit.
“Well V-Vila there’s the beef industry, the poultry industry, pork, venison and that one we stopped doing” I stared at him for a moment. How could the humans have so much meat to eat. I then realized he didn’t tell that last one.
“Chris what’s the last one?” He grew nervous.
“Vila is rather not sa-“ I stopped him.
“Chris I want to know” he looked at me worried.
“Trust me Vila it’s better if you don-“ I stopped him again.
“Chris just tell me, the other things are probably at least the same to the other” his hand was shaking.
“Vila I really don’t wa-“
“CHRIS I WANT TO KNOW!” He than got angry and yelled.
“FINE YOU WANT TO KNOW WHICH ONE IT IS, ITS THE FUCKING VEAL INDUSTRY ALRIGHT!” I stared at him. My wool was puffed up, I never heard him raise his voice like that before.
“You want to know what it is?, it’s dead baby fucking cows alright, they chain their fucking legs to poles so they don’t fucking walk, it’s so they become juicy” he stared at me madly, I was shaking at each thing I heard.
“Look Vila let’s just stop talking about this alright, there’s a reason I don’t want to talk about this” I just stared at him.
“Why, why would humans do that?” He rubbed his eyes.
“It was a while back, we don’t do it anymore because people found it to be unethical” I calmed a bit. It was a relief they found it so morally wrong to put a stop to it.
“Look Vila I’m going to go relax a bit to cool down alright, so please just don’t bother me” with that I watched as he headed to his room and closed his door. I then turned the tv off and sat there for a bit and then finished my drink.
I then went to my room and went online to text my friends.
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Memory transcription subject: Skilled Hunter Khujath, Arxur Dominion Sector Fleet
Date [standardized human time]: October 18, 2136
Oak’s confused face turned to shock at my reveal, “…I hope there was an error in the translator. It’s telling me that you saw venlil soldier’s executing surrendering arxur?”
I gave an affirmative tail flick as I moved to uncover another body. I realized a couple of seconds later that he wouldn’t understand it. “There was no error,” I rumbled.
“Fucking hell…” he said running a hand down his face before it stopped over his mouth.
Oak’s demeanor had certainly grown more despondent the longer we talked and the more information I relayed to him. It did not make my diseased side feel good to continually crush his spirits, but his reactions were almost therapeutic to me. He freely expressed the grief and regret that I could not.
Telpani moved to comfort him, and I could tell from her aggressive glare that she was blaming me. My cruelty-deficient side wanted to comfort him as well, but my logical side knew that the venlil was looking for any excuse to shoot me.
You don’t know what she wants, maybe if you ask…
As I contemplated whether I should, realization dawned on Oak’s face. “Please tell me you wouldn’t do that…” Oak pleadingly asked as he turned towards Telpani.
Her confidence deflated from how Oak asked the question, “Well…I don’t know,” she said trying to embrace him tighter.
He gently shoved her off and gained an authoritative voice, “Pani, I really didn’t think I needed to say this, but we don’t execute anyone who surrenders! That includes any krakotl, kolshian, arxur, or any other species we find out here!”
She got defensive and returned her paw to her weapon, “Don’t compare sapients to those b-beasts! I’m still surprised t-this one hasn’t gone into a feral f-frenzy yet!” Telpani said gesturing at me with her free paw.
Glad she thought so highly of me.
Oak grew more disappointed, and upset, “Pani, I’ve shown and explained to you, in detail, what the UNs war crimes list is and contains. Did you seriously think that it didn’t apply to the arxur?”
She seemed personally insulted by Oak’s question and grew distressed, “You t-think that y-yielding is an option for us!?! Y-you think we’d willingly give up and o-offer ourselves to t-them!?! You t-think we want to be added to their f-farms!?!” she said as tears were forming in her eyes. She quickly wiped them away with silent curses, “They don’t f-follow your r-rules and we don’t get to y-yield; why should they!?!”
“Because they surrendered,” he said lowering his voice but keeping the disappointment laced in his words and plastered on his face. “They are sapient beings, just like us. You need to start seeing that, just like when you realized I was sapient. What we do with captives reflect our morals and we aren’t going to become them.”
“I can’t b-believe you are taking h-his words seriously,” she said in an exhausted and upset voice.
They continued to talk, but I tuned them out. We had talked more here than my entire time on the Cradle. While I was pleased that I wasn’t the only one having to debate the venlil, the content of Oak’s message was still lacking. He was clinging to these ‘war crimes’ ideals like they had any bearing in a war of extinction.
What little I knew about their ‘Geneva Convention’ was that it functioned like a code to limit their aggression. We had our own sparse rules of engagement as well, but we would never be foolish enough to apply them to prey. They had no interest in coexisting with us after all.
We give them no reason to…
Do NOT go down that line again defect. Pay attention to what the venlil just said about us; why should we give them a reason?
For a better future and because this war is wrong…
Tell that to them, they’ll happily continue their crusade against our existence until we are extinct.
You’d do the same if your family was taken to farms…
Stop giving them excuses. Every single prey feels nothing but rapture in our death. This is an undeniable pattern; we are incompatible with prey.
What about Aldek?
Memory transcription error: Significant mental distress prevents accurate record.
“Khujath, you there?” Oak said snapping his fingers bringing me out of my spiral. Pani was studying me quizzically. “You kinda froze for a second; you alright?” he asked.
I shook away my diseased thoughts. “I was thinking about food,” my gravelly voice quaked in reply. Telpani looked sickened.
“When was the last time you ate?” he asked with slight concern.
“A couple of days ago,” I grumbled back.
“Days!?!” he said shocked. “Right, we’re going to fix that before we discuss what you just said,” he said pulling off his backpack and rummaged inside. “We were supposed to eat when we got back to camp, but I can’t imagine any species can think clearly on an empty stomach.”
How naïve he was to think this wasn’t the norm.
After a second, he grabbed onto something in his pack before pausing and turning towards Telpani. “You might want to look away from this part,” he said.
“I’m going to m-make sure he doesn’t b-bite your arm off,” she said with her eyes locked on me. I thought it was impressive how little fear she carried around me outside of the vehicle, though it was starting to get annoying. I think I prefer fear to open hostility.
“Alright then,” Oak said as he pulled out a package of darkened and dried meat about half as big as his head. He opened the package, and even with my damaged nose, the delicious aroma hit me almost instantly. My eyes dilated and saliva pooled between my teeth despite me not knowing what it was. Seeing my reaction, Oak wore a smirk as he flopped it back and forth. I didn’t appreciate the gesture and let out a low hiss.
Telpani’s grip on her weapon tightened while Oak let out an awkward cough. “Right, that was inappropriate; here you go,” he said as he offered it to me with a smile.
Whatever it was smelled good. I wanted to consume it, but I still didn’t trust him enough to eat their food. Command had verified that prisoners from the Cradle were alive and being fed, but that didn’t guarantee what he was offering me was safe.
While continuing to glare at them, I activated my comms, “Fasorae, have there been any reports of food poisoning?” I asked. Oaks smile faltered.
“Not yet,” Fasorae replied, “are you being offered some food?”
“Affirmative, Superior Hunter,” I replied.
“Do what you want Khujath. Trasl had some shortly after arrival and hasn’t reported any issues,” Fasorae replied dismissively. “If they’re ungrateful enough to poison the food they give us, we have several ships in orbit to respond with,” she said ending the call.
Noticing our call was concluded, Oak forced his smile back as he raised the meat to me. I did want the food, but my eyes targeted Telpani. Even if he had no ill-will, he was working with venlil who may have sabotaged it without his knowledge.
“I’ll pass,” I stated.
“Really?” Oak said with surprise and disappointment. “You haven’t eaten in days and don’t want this?”
“We have rations on the ship,” I lied. Telpani was disturbed by that ‘reveal’.
“It’s not poison,” Oak said. “I don’t know how else to show you that except to eat it.”
He turned towards Telpani and motioned for her to turn around. She mimicked the human gesture of shaking her head. Oak shrugged before he ripped a bit off the jerky.
As he placed it in his mouth and started chewing, he winced in disgust; that was alarming. I watched Telpani react in revulsion, but she didn’t look shocked and alarmed like I believe she would have if she had just poisoned Oak.
“Bland for my taste buds, but this wasn’t flavored for me. We didn’t want to add anything that could harm you,” he said offering it to me again.
Even if Telpani hadn’t poisoned it, it could’ve been some other venlil or Federation race that did.
“I’ll pass,” I stated again.
Oak let out a saddened sigh, “Alright, suit yourself.” He placed the meat back in the bag. “Let’s talk about the Cradle then. What happened when you arrived, and do you have any proof of what you’re saying? Also, please tell me the UN Soldier’s did more than just stand there,” Oak asked.
“I don’t have any proof, unless you count these wounds here, here, here, and here.” I said pointing a claw towards the bullet scars I had received from the specified Gojid battle. “I obtained them after executing my ambush during the surrender. I had wat-”
“Your what!?!” Oak interrupted looking shocked and betrayed.
“My ambush,” I stated as I attempted to continue. “I had watched the surrender and was look-”
“I’m not going to l-let you gloss over that!” Telpani said interrupting me. I grew agitated at the repeated disruptions. “You were using the surrender as a t-tactic to a-ambush them!?!” Telpani continued.
“I wasn’t glossing over it,” I said with a low, rough hiss towards Telpani. I continued, turning back to Oak, “We were unsure of your allegiance at the time. This war was started-”
“That’s exactly why we should shoot them w-when they try to surrender!” Telpani said with utmost conviction as she excitedly looked towards Oak. My patience was tested. “I told you t-they aren’t following your rules! Only a pred- an arxur w-would use our emotions against us! Deceiving us into t-thinking that you were surrendering, just to c-catch us unaware!” she said.
How hypocritical I thought.
Are you satisfied yet? Do you think she’s capable of a single positive thought regarding us? I asked my diseased mind.
You haven’t given her a reason to think otherwise…
After Oak recovered from his mental hiccup he regarded me with disgust. “Is that normal Dominion practice to use surrenders as ambushes or a spur-of-the-moment idea specially made for them?” he demanded.
Great, any progress me and Oak were having was once again shut down by a venlil. I couldn’t even finish a thought without her grating voice piercing over mine. We just saved his species from extinction, and he was still this ungrateful towards me despite me helping him. Shouldn’t their pack predator nature have welcomed us into the folds yet?
“As I was saying,.” I said pushing each word through my teeth with an aggravated hiss towards Telpani. She finally showed some fear and slightly backed away. “This war was started because the non-sapients wanted to genocide us for our diet. Surrendering is only briefly-”
Telpani attempted to interject again, “You l-lied about that e-earlier as well! We t-tried to uplift-”
“Don’t interrupt me again!” I cut her off with an aggressive, rumbling growl that echoed across the rubble. Fear finally gripped her as her ears dropped, and she froze. Oak placed himself defensively between me and her and began to hover his weapon as well. This only made me more infuriated. “Do you want to hear what happened or not?” I snapped out.
That isn’t helping…
I don’t care; this isn’t the time for you. I’m furious that you, defect, keep suggesting prey-sapients would tolerate us, their repeated interruptions, venlil once again ruining arxur-human relations, and both of my ‘allies’ thinking so low of me that they were now a hair trigger away from shooting me.
“Fine, explain what happened on the Cradle,” Oak said keeping his focused gaze locked on me.
I took a moment to regain some of my composure. Internally, I was still livid both from their actions and at myself for losing my cool, but I really didn’t want to go deal with the pain of getting shot again. I was still going to say what’s on my mind though.
“I’m only going to say this once. To start with, surrendering is only briefly covered in training to highlight how moronic of an idea it is,” I said staring down Oak and infusing each word with venom. “If you are lucky, you’ll be burned alive. If you are not, you will be ‘interrogated’ and experimented on until you starve.”
Recognition and understanding briefly flashed on Oak’s face. I continued, “On the Cradle, my Scale’s first contact was with humans. Many Juniors fell charging your lines with hunger; they hadn’t anticipated an enemy capable of aiming at them. Though we defeated them in battle, we lost many more than we should, which suggested your true nature.”
A hint of regret entered my voice as I continued, “I warned the Juniors not to dine on your species until we got confirmation. Hunger clouded their judgement, and they ignored my council.”
My traitorous side made it difficult to ignore their withered bodies. Their ribs were pressing out to their scales, and I couldn’t deny them a meal.
The chances of meeting a new predator were almost zero anyway I had thought.
They were just defensive prey I had attempted to justify in my head.
I wish I had prevented them from eating the humans...
“Confirmation came the next day from our Elite Hunters that humans were sapient. The order to cull those who ate any came swiftly after. I followed orders.” Their bony forms pleading with me came back to haunt me. I derived no pleasure from their death…why couldn’t they have listened to my warnings…
“As we pressed further during our hunt, we approached a gojid bunker. There, we were ambushed by humans once again, but this time was different. This time they had venlil with them,” I said regaining the edge in my voice as I glared at Telpani. She had recovered from her frozen state only a second ago and I was not interested in being interrupted again. Her grip on her weapon tightened.
Turning back to Oak, I continued, “Despite having numbers, we were quickly overwhelmed. I believe complacency from hunting weak prey left us vulnerable. My Scale had lost their nerve and wanted to gamble on a surrender despite knowing this group was working with Federation venlil.” I spat out.
“I was not interested in becoming an experiment, so I separated from the pack and obtained a flanking, overlook position,” I said retuning to my normal, deep baritone. Originally, I was going to fall back, but my defective side didn’t want me to abandon my Scale to a horrible fate should they start being lit aflame.
“Not long after, my Scale called out for a ceasefire and stated their desire to surrender. I skeptically studied their reactions while hidden,” I continued. “Your UN soldiers stated they were willing to accept prisoners, but I was still surprised to see my Scale eagerly toss aside their weapons. They emerged with claws above their head and didn’t get shot…yet.
“Reasonable demands were being stated, and the humans seemed genuine in their acceptance of surrender. They began to tie arxur limbs in aggressive but reasonable ways. I was even deceived into lowering my own weapon,” I said scoffing with frustration. I may have joined them I had thought.
“That moment was short lived,” I said as the harshness reentered my voice. “Sulaz, who had been shot during the encounter, let out a pained hiss as his binding were applied. This frightened a nearby venlil enough to shoot. A chain reaction swiftly followed.”
I paused for a moment, silently mourning their deaths once more. Emotionally detached, I continued, “As I was processing what happened, humans tackled them, and my opportunity to strike came. My shots mixed with theirs and in confusion, some shoot each other. My proper weapon hollowed them easily enough, but by that time, it was too late. My Scale was riddled with holes.”
Returning to my normal deep baritone I continued, “I believe the UN had intended to take us alive, but my Scale was mistaken to think that surrender was a possibility while there were venlil in your pack.”
My defective side saw that he was deeply upset again from our conversation, and I wanted to raise his spirits. I offered, “Execution by bullets is an improvement I feel.”
It didn’t seem to help.
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Memory transcription subject: Skilled Hunter Khujath, Arxur Dominion Sector Fleet
Date [standardized human time]: October 18, 2136
Oak’s confused face turned to shock at my reveal, “…I hope there was an error in the translator. It’s telling me that you saw venlil soldier’s executing surrendering arxur?”
I gave an affirmative tail flick as I moved to uncover another body. I realized a couple of seconds later that he wouldn’t understand it. “There was no error,” I rumbled.
“Fucking hell…” he said running a hand down his face before it stopped over his mouth.
Oak’s demeanor had certainly grown more despondent the longer we talked and the more information I relayed to him. It did not make my diseased side feel good to continually crush his spirits, but his reactions were almost therapeutic to me. He freely expressed the grief and regret that I could not.
Telpani moved to comfort him, and I could tell from her aggressive glare that she was blaming me. My cruelty-deficient side wanted to comfort him as well, but my logical side knew that the venlil was looking for any excuse to shoot me.
You don’t know what she wants, maybe if you ask…
As I contemplated whether I should, realization dawned on Oak’s face. “Please tell me you wouldn’t do that…” Oak pleadingly asked as he turned towards Telpani.
Her confidence deflated from how Oak asked the question, “Well…I don’t know,” she said trying to embrace him tighter.
He gently shoved her off and gained an authoritative voice, “Pani, I really didn’t think I needed to say this, but we don’t execute anyone who surrenders! That includes any krakotl, kolshian, arxur, or any other species we find out here!”
She got defensive and returned her paw to her weapon, “Don’t compare sapients to those b-beasts! I’m still surprised t-this one hasn’t gone into a feral f-frenzy yet!” Telpani said gesturing at me with her free paw.
Glad she thought so highly of me.
Oak grew more disappointed, and upset, “Pani, I’ve shown and explained to you, in detail, what the UNs war crimes list is and contains. Did you seriously think that it didn’t apply to the arxur?”
She seemed personally insulted by Oak’s question and grew distressed, “You t-think that y-yielding is an option for us!?! Y-you think we’d willingly give up and o-offer ourselves to t-them!?! You t-think we want to be added to their f-farms!?!” she said as tears were forming in her eyes. She quickly wiped them away with silent curses, “They don’t f-follow your r-rules and we don’t get to y-yield; why should they!?!”
“Because they surrendered,” he said lowering his voice but keeping the disappointment laced in his words and plastered on his face. “They are sapient beings, just like us. You need to start seeing that, just like when you realized I was sapient. What we do with captives reflect our morals and we aren’t going to become them.”
“I can’t b-believe you are taking h-his words seriously,” she said in an exhausted and upset voice.
They continued to talk, but I tuned them out. We had talked more here than my entire time on the Cradle. While I was pleased that I wasn’t the only one having to debate the venlil, the content of Oak’s message was still lacking. He was clinging to these ‘war crimes’ ideals like they had any bearing in a war of extinction.
What little I knew about their ‘Geneva Convention’ was that it functioned like a code to limit their aggression. We had our own sparse rules of engagement as well, but we would never be foolish enough to apply them to prey. They had no interest in coexisting with us after all.
We give them no reason to…
Do NOT go down that line again defect. Pay attention to what the venlil just said about us; why should we give them a reason?
For a better future and because this war is wrong…
Tell that to them, they’ll happily continue their crusade against our existence until we are extinct.
You’d do the same if your family was taken to farms…
Stop giving them excuses. Every single prey feels nothing but rapture in our death. This is an undeniable pattern; we are incompatible with prey.
What about Aldek?
Memory transcription error: Significant mental distress prevents accurate record.
“Khujath, you there?” Oak said snapping his fingers bringing me out of my spiral. Pani was studying me quizzically. “You kinda froze for a second; you alright?” he asked.
I shook away my diseased thoughts. “I was thinking about food,” my gravelly voice quaked in reply. Telpani looked sickened.
“When was the last time you ate?” he asked with slight concern.
“A couple of days ago,” I grumbled back.
“Days!?!” he said shocked. “Right, we’re going to fix that before we discuss what you just said,” he said pulling off his backpack and rummaged inside. “We were supposed to eat when we got back to camp, but I can’t imagine any species can think clearly on an empty stomach.”
How naïve he was to think this wasn’t the norm.
After a second, he grabbed onto something in his pack before pausing and turning towards Telpani. “You might want to look away from this part,” he said.
“I’m going to m-make sure he doesn’t b-bite your arm off,” she said with her eyes locked on me. I thought it was impressive how little fear she carried around me outside of the vehicle, though it was starting to get annoying. I think I prefer fear to open hostility.
“Alright then,” Oak said as he pulled out a package of darkened and dried meat about half as big as his head. He opened the package, and even with my damaged nose, the delicious aroma hit me almost instantly. My eyes dilated and saliva pooled between my teeth despite me not knowing what it was. Seeing my reaction, Oak wore a smirk as he flopped it back and forth. I didn’t appreciate the gesture and let out a low hiss.
Telpani’s grip on her weapon tightened while Oak let out an awkward cough. “Right, that was inappropriate; here you go,” he said as he offered it to me with a smile.
Whatever it was smelled good. I wanted to consume it, but I still didn’t trust him enough to eat their food. Command had verified that prisoners from the Cradle were alive and being fed, but that didn’t guarantee what he was offering me was safe.
While continuing to glare at them, I activated my comms, “Fasorae, have there been any reports of food poisoning?” I asked. Oaks smile faltered.
“Not yet,” Fasorae replied, “are you being offered some food?”
“Affirmative, Superior Hunter,” I replied.
“Do what you want Khujath. Trasl had some shortly after arrival and hasn’t reported any issues,” Fasorae replied dismissively. “If they’re ungrateful enough to poison the food they give us, we have several ships in orbit to respond with,” she said ending the call.
Noticing our call was concluded, Oak forced his smile back as he raised the meat to me. I did want the food, but my eyes targeted Telpani. Even if he had no ill-will, he was working with venlil who may have sabotaged it without his knowledge.
“I’ll pass,” I stated.
“Really?” Oak said with surprise and disappointment. “You haven’t eaten in days and don’t want this?”
“We have rations on the ship,” I lied. Telpani was disturbed by that ‘reveal’.
“It’s not poison,” Oak said. “I don’t know how else to show you that except to eat it.”
He turned towards Telpani and motioned for her to turn around. She mimicked the human gesture of shaking her head. Oak shrugged before he ripped a bit off the jerky.
As he placed it in his mouth and started chewing, he winced in disgust; that was alarming. I watched Telpani react in revulsion, but she didn’t look shocked and alarmed like I believe she would have if she had just poisoned Oak.
“Bland for my taste buds, but this wasn’t flavored for me. We didn’t want to add anything that could harm you,” he said offering it to me again.
Even if Telpani hadn’t poisoned it, it could’ve been some other venlil or Federation race that did.
“I’ll pass,” I stated again.
Oak let out a saddened sigh, “Alright, suit yourself.” He placed the meat back in the bag. “Let’s talk about the Cradle then. What happened when you arrived, and do you have any proof of what you’re saying? Also, please tell me the UN Soldier’s did more than just stand there,” Oak asked.
“I don’t have any proof, unless you count these wounds here, here, here, and here.” I said pointing a claw towards the bullet scars I had received from the specified Gojid battle. “I obtained them after executing my ambush during the surrender. I had wat-”
“Your what!?!” Oak interrupted looking shocked and betrayed.
“My ambush,” I stated as I attempted to continue. “I had watched the surrender and was look-”
“I’m not going to l-let you gloss over that!” Telpani said interrupting me. I grew agitated at the repeated disruptions. “You were using the surrender as a t-tactic to a-ambush them!?!” Telpani continued.
“I wasn’t glossing over it,” I said with a low, rough hiss towards Telpani. I continued, turning back to Oak, “We were unsure of your allegiance at the time. This war was started-”
“That’s exactly why we should shoot them w-when they try to surrender!” Telpani said with utmost conviction as she excitedly looked towards Oak. My patience was tested. “I told you t-they aren’t following your rules! Only a pred- an arxur w-would use our emotions against us! Deceiving us into t-thinking that you were surrendering, just to c-catch us unaware!” she said.
How hypocritical I thought.
Are you satisfied yet? Do you think she’s capable of a single positive thought regarding us? I asked my diseased mind.
You haven’t given her a reason to think otherwise…
After Oak recovered from his mental hiccup he regarded me with disgust. “Is that normal Dominion practice to use surrenders as ambushes or a spur-of-the-moment idea specially made for them?” he demanded.
Great, any progress me and Oak were having was once again shut down by a venlil. I couldn’t even finish a thought without her grating voice piercing over mine. We just saved his species from extinction, and he was still this ungrateful towards me despite me helping him. Shouldn’t their pack predator nature have welcomed us into the folds yet?
“As I was saying,.” I said pushing each word through my teeth with an aggravated hiss towards Telpani. She finally showed some fear and slightly backed away. “This war was started because the non-sapients wanted to genocide us for our diet. Surrendering is only briefly-”
Telpani attempted to interject again, “You l-lied about that e-earlier as well! We t-tried to uplift-”
“Don’t interrupt me again!” I cut her off with an aggressive, rumbling growl that echoed across the rubble. Fear finally gripped her as her ears dropped, and she froze. Oak placed himself defensively between me and her and began to hover his weapon as well. This only made me more infuriated. “Do you want to hear what happened or not?” I snapped out.
That isn’t helping…
I don’t care; this isn’t the time for you. I’m furious that you, defect, keep suggesting prey-sapients would tolerate us, their repeated interruptions, venlil once again ruining arxur-human relations, and both of my ‘allies’ thinking so low of me that they were now a hair trigger away from shooting me.
“Fine, explain what happened on the Cradle,” Oak said keeping his focused gaze locked on me.
I took a moment to regain some of my composure. Internally, I was still livid both from their actions and at myself for losing my cool, but I really didn’t want to go deal with the pain of getting shot again. I was still going to say what’s on my mind though.
“I’m only going to say this once. To start with, surrendering is only briefly covered in training to highlight how moronic of an idea it is,” I said staring down Oak and infusing each word with venom. “If you are lucky, you’ll be burned alive. If you are not, you will be ‘interrogated’ and experimented on until you starve.”
Recognition and understanding briefly flashed on Oak’s face. I continued, “On the Cradle, my Scale’s first contact was with humans. Many Juniors fell charging your lines with hunger; they hadn’t anticipated an enemy capable of aiming at them. Though we defeated them in battle, we lost many more than we should, which suggested your true nature.”
A hint of regret entered my voice as I continued, “I warned the Juniors not to dine on your species until we got confirmation. Hunger clouded their judgement, and they ignored my council.”
My traitorous side made it difficult to ignore their withered bodies. Their ribs were pressing out to their scales, and I couldn’t deny them a meal.
The chances of meeting a new predator were almost zero anyway I had thought.
They were just defensive prey I had attempted to justify in my head.
I wish I had prevented them from eating the humans...
“Confirmation came the next day from our Elite Hunters that humans were sapient. The order to cull those who ate any came swiftly after. I followed orders.” Their bony forms pleading with me came back to haunt me. I derived no pleasure from their death…why couldn’t they have listened to my warnings…
“As we pressed further during our hunt, we approached a gojid bunker. There, we were ambushed by humans once again, but this time was different. This time they had venlil with them,” I said regaining the edge in my voice as I glared at Telpani. She had recovered from her frozen state only a second ago and I was not interested in being interrupted again. Her grip on her weapon tightened.
Turning back to Oak, I continued, “Despite having numbers, we were quickly overwhelmed. I believe complacency from hunting weak prey left us vulnerable. My Scale had lost their nerve and wanted to gamble on a surrender despite knowing this group was working with Federation venlil.” I spat out.
“I was not interested in becoming an experiment, so I separated from the pack and obtained a flanking, overlook position,” I said retuning to my normal, deep baritone. Originally, I was going to fall back, but my defective side didn’t want me to abandon my Scale to a horrible fate should they start being lit aflame.
“Not long after, my Scale called out for a ceasefire and stated their desire to surrender. I skeptically studied their reactions while hidden,” I continued. “Your UN soldiers stated they were willing to accept prisoners, but I was still surprised to see my Scale eagerly toss aside their weapons. They emerged with claws above their head and didn’t get shot…yet.
“Reasonable demands were being stated, and the humans seemed genuine in their acceptance of surrender. They began to tie arxur limbs in aggressive but reasonable ways. I was even deceived into lowering my own weapon,” I said scoffing with frustration. I may have joined them I had thought.
“That moment was short lived,” I said as the harshness reentered my voice. “Sulaz, who had been shot during the encounter, let out a pained hiss as his binding were applied. This frightened a nearby venlil enough to shoot. A chain reaction swiftly followed.”
I paused for a moment, silently mourning their deaths once more. Emotionally detached, I continued, “As I was processing what happened, humans tackled them, and my opportunity to strike came. My shots mixed with theirs and in confusion, some shoot each other. My proper weapon hollowed them easily enough, but by that time, it was too late. My Scale was riddled with holes.”
Returning to my normal deep baritone I continued, “I believe the UN had intended to take us alive, but my Scale was mistaken to think that surrender was a possibility while there were venlil in your pack.”
My defective side saw that he was deeply upset again from our conversation, and I wanted to raise his spirits. I offered, “Execution by bullets is an improvement I feel.”
It didn’t seem to help.
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2023.03.27 01:06 4ShotBot My Roommate is Slenderman: Part 22 (Act 3)
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I raised an unsteady hand, then put it down, “I’m sorry, I’m still not sure what it is I’d even be agreeing to. What’s going on in there?”
“About half of everyone who knows what’s going on in Tenyit Lane is in there.”
“So government conspiracy theories? I think I’d like to go home.”
“You have to know what’s going on, he kidnapped you too, you must’ve seen what I had on that computer.”
“No, I–” My mind flashed back to that morning, I’d woken up, seen the laptop open, no file transfer notification, “I mean, maybe, but I was too drunk to remember anything I read.”
“Darren wouldn’t have known that though. Just come in, we have evidence I’m not bullshitting. I mean, look at you, 30 minutes ago, you ate that asshole’s arm, you killed a man, and look at you. So just give it a chance, maybe I’m right, maybe shit around here is off, maybe, just maybe, the government is keeping a close eye on all of us for some crazy reason.” He pulled a necklace from under his shirt, “See how this crystal glows?”
“I’ll grant you your other points, but if you’re trying to tell me something that could have an LED in it is magic, buddy you are not preaching to the right choir.”
“Here,” He pulled it off his neck, unwrapped the twine, and handed me the bare crystal, “Look at it closely, as it’s sitting in your hand, just look at it.”
Rolling my eyes, I humored him. But, there was nothing there, looking into the glowing blue crystal was akin to looking at scuffed glass. I could see my hand straight through the entire gem, “Weir-”
“Now, close your eyes, and focus on your hand.”
I turned to face him, chin down, eyebrow raised, “You did not just ask me to do that.”
“No, seriously, just do it. If nothing happens, I’ll take you home. But, if you do feel it, you have to agree to join us.”
I gazed out in front of us, staring at the ten-foot concrete wall, “Okay.” I faced him, “If I feel anything, I’ll come in.”
He looked excited for a moment, before catching on, sighing, “Alright, that’ll have to do, but you have to stay and talk with a couple people at least.”
I took my turn to sigh, “Fine.” Closing my eyes, I focused on my hand, only a few seconds passed before I noticed it. It felt like something was taking up the empty space inside the atoms that made up who I was. Like the emptiness between the electrons and the nuclei was being filled. But as I focused more, a new sensation came through, like a magnet, the energy was being pushed away from something inside of me. Like an immune system fighting off a disease, the energy was halted, and whatever was inside me grew more aggressive.
I dropped it, my eyes sprung open, and I threw the door off its hinges, wanting, needing to get away from it. I shook my body, rubbed my face, and silently cursed to myself as I stamped in circles, trying as hard as I could to forget the maddening sensation.
I heard something from Scott’s direction, “WHAT!”
I finally stopped, staring at him as he spoke, “Just come inside with me, it’ll all make sense, it must’ve rejected you or something.”
“OR SOMETHING!? Oh that’s rich! You think I’m going to follow you in after!..” I took a breath, trying to think, “Whatever the FUCK that was!?”
His face lost all emotion, “YES GODDAMNIT! You said you would! Now you’re going to follow me inside, and we’re going to discuss everything! Do I make myself clear!?”
“The fuck we are!”
He made his way over to me, “Jesus Christ! Despite EVERYTHING, we couldn’t be more different!” He calmed, putting his hands on my shoulders, “Now, we’re gonna go in there, have a talk with the others, and you’ll understand everything. Do you hear me?” He stared uncomfortably into my eyes.
Despite his serious expression, his eyes were flat, like a dead fish. Yet, there was something relaxing in them, “Yeah, I uh… sure. Let’s have a talk, I agreed to it and all.” Following behind him, we made our way into a house, then down a set of stairs to the basement, which is where he pushed a tool cabinet aside, and we made our way down a set of stairs.
“How lo–”
“Let’s just make it down, then you can ask.”
About 10 steps down, I could hear the sound of laughter, before we eventually made it to an underground mancave. It had to be a good 20-30 feet below the road.
A couple of people went quiet as we reached the bottom, where ten or so people were gathered. An older woman made her way to us, the second person being a younger man, a mid-20s artistic type. He probably listened to The Beatles, and turned on Beethoven when his friends got in the car for the sake of it.
“Welcome Joseph, seems you’re new to town, and already sticking your nose in all sorts of government secrets. They sure have been slacking.”
“What the hell was on Scott’s laptop?”
A couple of seats scooted, and a few more voices went low, “Scott? You had unencrypted data on your computer?”
“He brought it to my, or Darren’s computer shop, when he was erm… still alive.”
The 20 something was about to say something when the woman’s tone quieted, approaching a whisper, “Allow me to get this straight Scott, you not only had freely accessible data on your computer, highly incriminating data that could rat all of us out, you also took it to a computer shop. It would be greatly appreciated if you could explain every little detail involving that.” She gripped one of his shoulders, and I could see the pain grow on his face. Then, she turned to me, smiling, “As for you, I need you to tell Brandon here everything that happened at, wherever you two came from. Don’t miss any details, we haven’t seen Scott in a couple of days, and everything around here goes by word of mouth.” She waved me off Scott following behind.
“Alright, let’s hit the bar, you can tell me everything there.” His voice sauntered as he pointed his thumb to an indent in the concrete wall to the right.
“God, that sounds amazing.”
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“Really? That’s everything that brought you two here?”
“Yeah.” I said, finishing off my second pint of whiskey, “Guess it kind of explains why I can drink so much, but I’m still iffy. What do you think?” Without hesitation, he grabbed my arm and sliced a bit of skin off my forearm. I shot it back, “Hey! What the FUCK!”
“Pull your arm back out, let’s have a look.”
I eyed him, putting my arm out in front of me, “So wha-” as I stared at my arm, I hesitated. It was already clotted and scabbed over. Which reminded me of the hole that’d been stabbed into me. I pulled my shirt up, seeing there was only a tiny scab left, and there was already extensive scarring around it. “I-I need to sit down.”
“You uh, you already are.”
“Then I need to lay down.” I stood, hyperventilating.
He slowly helped me to a couch, asking a little too politely for everyone to get out of the way, then leaning me down.
As my head hit the arm-rest, my brain pounded like I stood up too fast with a caffeine headache after a bender. My vision blurred and the room was too bright. All of the days events played on a loop, running through my mind at the speed of sound, only stopping momentarily to focus on the most traumatic events.
Eventually, my breathing slowed, my vision cleared, and my mind became more tolerable. “I-I need to l-leave. I don’t belong here. I need to go back to my life. I have to–”
“Didn’t you just ea– or ki… Isn’t your boss dead now?”
“I… need to get back home. This isn’t where I should be. I need to get back to Te…” My mind was struggling to latch onto something. Something familiar, yet completely foreign, like a language you’ve heard of but never learned. “I need to leave this place.”
“Hey, is he alright?” I heard Scott ask.
I rolled to my left side as much as I could to look at him, “What do you think?” Right as he went to open his mouth, “I want you to take me home, right now. I came in like I said I would, but this place, I just… I can’t. I’m sure I might help at some capacity, but honestly, I don’t want any part in what you guys are doing. There’s nothing for me here.”
He glanced at Brandon, who took him aside. A couple minutes later, he came back, “Look, we can’t have you leave just yet. There’s too much we’d be risking. So we need to ensure you won’t tell anyone.”
“So what, you’re gonna bug my phone and shit?”
“Actually, we’re going to rewrite your memories of getting here. As well as my name. Everyone else here uses an alias, but, well, you’re gonna forget my real name so it doesn’t matter too much.”
“Is it safe?”
“Well, you’ve already been through a similar process a few times, you should be fine.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
His eyelids flattened, “Just follow me.”
My memories around that point in time get distorted. I remember someone sitting me in a chair, then them holding my head between their hands, and in the moment I forgot Scott’s name as well as a few other details. Then I was blindfolded, and ended up at my house. At the time it felt like I’d just been on a long drive after the whole Darren situation.
I wanted to drink, I wanted to simply stop existing, I wanted everything to end. The next couple hours are still a haze, though I presume it was mainly due to the alcohol consumption as opposed to anything else. However, one aspect of that day/night has stuck with me, parts of it haunt my dreams, other parts relieve me to this day, and I honestly can’t say whether or not I’m glad I made the decision. But no matter how much I think on it, I can’t take it back. It was something about sitting on the couch, then I set the bottles on the coffee table. Then I was in the kitchen holding the business card with a D on it. I think it was shortly after that when I grabbed the bag from my junk drawer and downed the whole bag of mushrooms.
I remember after 20 minutes or so a strange sense of anxiety washed over me, and my stomach twisted. I stumbled my way to the bathroom, convinced the shitty whiskey was finally getting to me. I laid in front of the toilet for a good while, waiting for something to come up, when my vision grew wavy, then a crash of euphoria hit me and I started giggling. Feeling better, I headed to the couch to throw something on.
A short while later, a new wave slammed into me and I couldn’t see anything I was looking at anymore. Tears streamed down my face as kaleidoscopes twisted in my eyes. The swirling color took on a life of its own as it no longer had regard for spacetime. I could suddenly feel each eternity between the seconds of reality. My brain was working at the pace of a supercomputer, causing me to age a millenia a minute. My mind was malleable, reforming lost neural connections, and I could feel each fiber reconnect, causing lost memories to surge their way through my mindseye. My body was fused with the couch, all I could do was sit and experience. My mind was suddenly just that, floating consciousness in a vibrant void, and even my brain was simply along for the ride, running calculation after calculation with no regard for my conscious self. I was no longer crying, but the universe was, even the universe was simply another piece of a much grander design, simply an electron in the atom that was our multiverse.
For a few minutes, my eyes were able to focus again, I could process my surroundings with minimal distortion. Patting my face, I felt water still pouring from my eyes. I wiped it away with my shirt, then grabbed a blanket and pillow from my room, laid on the couch, and went back to the show. But before I could focus on the screen, my brain leapt forward, crashing hard into a tidal wave of emotion and colors.
Once again, I was no longer me, but simply a bundle of chemistry and experiences. While no definitive memories resurface, I recalled clumps, as if I’d dropped too much flour into my soup at once. Terry, Jane, a murder, Maerod, 7/11, seemingly random details broke surface tension, revealing a broad variety of emotions, agony, hope, loss, rage. I could only feel my vocal chords giving way, but no sounds made it to my ears, because they no longer existed in that moment. I had no control over it, and in that moment the truth dropped out of the sky, splattering my sense of self. “I” was simply a construct that no longer held weight to my brain. It was going to do its thing, the mind has already made its decision before the conscious self has allowed it to surface. The subconscious influences the conscious, while the conscious can choose to focus on something, the subconscious is what’s really pulling the strings, which–
Before I could finish the thought, the water gave out from under me, and I was suddenly drowning. All coherent thought had left me, nothing but pure emotions left, I think I screamed as I cried, but I still couldn’t hear anything. Despite that, an added shakiness came to my twisting vision periodically.
I’m not sure when I resurfaced, the coming hangover coupled with how mentally checked out I was by the end of the trip made it hard to tell. But I did eventually wake up, suffice it to say, my pillow was drenched, and I had to get a new couch.
I threw my pillow, blanket, and clothes in the wash after coming to. I felt hollow, not quite empty as emptiness implies a feeling of something that’s supposed to be there being gone. But that wasn’t it, hollow as if that’s how it was supposed to be.
I sat in the shower as it rained over me. I scrubbed slowly, trying to get the smell of piss out of my skin. I couldn’t believe myself.
After my shower of shame, I got dressed. As I left the bathroom, I did it again, “Hey Terry–” Which jogged loose a compilation of memories. My mindseye was flooded with experiences in a shabby apartment. Watching anime with a distorted fragment of a person. Cooking as two familiar voices discussed something. Then the big one came, the first time he revealed himself to me. The memory was blurred, like a moving analog camera, but the emotions were strong.
I stumbled my way to the living room, sitting on the floor beside the coffee table. As the memories faded back into being just that, I glanced to my left, noticing that strange card with the D on it. I grabbed it, flipping the card in my hand several times, then bit my lip, glancing to my right at the office door. I wanted to gain access to whatever private data the town had on me. But I knew they wouldn’t keep it online, too easy for the wrong person to snag it.
They might keep it on paper, but I can’t just ask for something like that. Clearly I’m not supposed to have any memories. So where can I go that’ll have the data I need? I dwelled on the thought for a moment, then, It might be a long shot, but if Darren… I shivered. If Darren left the laptop at the shop, I might have a chance. Whatever was on there was bad enough he was willing to kill me. Which means… I sighed in disdain, I have to see ‘him’ after I’m done.
I didn’t know where ‘he’ lived, but if I was lucky, there was a chance I could find some residual gps data when I got a hold of one of the laptops.
Grabbing a hoodie, I made my way out the door, heading out on foot due to the snow that had accumulated.
When I got there a few minutes later, the door was locked. Then I remembered how I’d gotten in just a couple days prior. Grabbing the bottom of the single window sill, I yanked up as hard as I could, hoping to break it free of the ice. Something definitely broke, but it was a more metallic sound than I’d expected. Quickly climbing through, I saw the lock had bent and tore the screws out of the window. The clanging had come from the lock piece dropping to the ground.
Shaking my head, I made my way to the desk the laptops had been. But unfortunately, they were already gone. I kicked a chair, wanting to get more pissed at the situation, but the emotional impact from the night before wouldn’t allow it. I searched each cabinet, hoping to come across anything that could point me in the right direction. Unfortunately, he hadn’t left a trace, so I hopped back out the window to try and think something else up.
If the drive from his house to one of the walls was about 15 minutes or so, and the drive from there to my house was about 10… My thoughts trailed off, Weren’t they supposed to warp my memory? Could it be the same thing as earlier? I shook it off, trying to focus, So, about 10 minutes from my house to a wall, which means... I glanced back at the shop, taking in the large concrete construct behind it for seemingly the first time. Then, I glanced down my right side at the “entrance” to town only a few blocks away, right past the bar. Trying to focus my mind, I pieced together a mental list of houses that could fit the parameters I had. In doing so, I came up with a list of four different streets, then I headed back home, threw some chains on my car, and left for the first street.
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By the third street, I started to get nervous. I thought my short look at it while leaving wasn’t enough to go off of, or that they might’ve warped my memories of the place. Or even if I found the place, the murders had already been reported. But by the time I got to the end of that street, I found the house I was looking for. It looked untouched, so I parked and went up to the door. Opening the door caused a memory to overtake me. I saw Jane, her body just laying there, head missing, cold blood pooled into a murky puddle of depression. As it passed, despite the nausea that followed the memory, everything in the house was clean. The house smelled like pine and gingerbread. Whoever had cleaned the place didn’t matter, I ran through the house searching for one of the laptops.
It took some time, but I eventually found it in his locked dresser. Running downstairs, I bolted out the door just for the ground to disappear, and suddenly, the gray sky was in front of me. The laptop slid from my fingers just before my head made contact with the doorframe, nearly knocking me out. I staggered to my feet, being cautious to not slip on the ice under the snow. Looking around, there was a small indent in the field of white. Walking over to it, I picked it back up, flipping the computer open, thankful to see it was still alive.
Sliding it under the cushion of my back seat, I got in my car, and was just about to turn the key when a sudden knocking at a window nearly gave me a heart attack. I turned the ignition, rolling the window down. Looking over at the man at the passenger side window, I couldn’t help but feel my heart drop. He looked serious, like a business man out on duty… in the snow.
“Can I help you? Erm…”
“The name’s Donavan, and I believe that depends entirely on whether or not you could answer a few of my questions.”
I blew out my nose, “I uh, no, not particularly, I’ve–”
“Got somewhere to be? I’m sure you do, and so do I. May I?” He gestured to the door handle.
“I’m sure I don’t want anything you’re selling, so may I go.”
He pulled out his phone, scrolling while he talked, “Unless you’d like me showing this to the police, I think it’d be mutually beneficial if you allowed me into your vehicle while we had our discussion. Wouldn’t you agree?” He flipped the phone, showing me a short video compilation of me eating Darren, as well as killing one of the other guys.
Despite my desire to get as far away from the man as possible, I unlocked the door, “Sure, get in, dickswab.”
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“Now then, might you be able to explain something that’s been itching at the back of my mind?”
“Please my good sir, there is no such need to display your extended understanding of the English lexicon in such a manner.”
“The least you could do is take me the slightest bit seriously.”
“Look man, you blackmailed me into letting you into my car, I’m sorry if I’m not ‘like, so totally stoked’ to talk right now.” I turned right, he’d instructed me to just go around the same few blocks until we were done.
“Alright then, who gave you this?”
I glanced over, seeing the card with the italicized D on it, “Ah, I see, you broke into my house. Pretty sure that’s a crime.”
He looked down his nose at me, I could almost see his imaginary glasses slide down a bit, “Just answer the question.”
“It came with a small package. I wasn’t even home when it was dropped off.”
“Is this the one to which you’re referring?” He held the small brown package with no label, along with the small bag that I’d so recently… emptied the contents of,
“I think what’s going on here is pretty obvious.”
“Do you?”
“I’m really not part of any one of the “third parties,” this town seems to love hosting. I’m just trying to figure out why everyone seems to have it out for me.” Remembering Scott, I glanced in the rearview mirror, wanting to get to whatever secrets that laptop held.
He also glanced in the rearview mirror, but I got the sense it was for another reason, “You know, it’s difficult to add something to a machine that’s already running. You can’t just cut a live wire when you need to add a new resistor. You can’t throw a turbo in a car while it’s on. You can’t swap a normal trigger for a hair trigger while shooting the gun. You gotta set it down, make sure everything’s stopped and cool, then you can go in and meticulously add or replace a part to whatever needs it. But the thing about new parts is, you can’t immediately leave them be, you gotta keep an eye on them, make sure they aren’t faulty. Even if you have a manufacturer’s guarantee, sometimes you get a bad part.”
“Aaaaand.”
“Well, as it turns out, that’s exactly what we have. But when a replaced part is internal, and you don’t have a check engine light, well you have to rely on the effects of the engine as a whole. See, if anything has gone wrong since you added the new part. Well, you know what happens when it’s discovered a part is faulty I’m sure.”
“Sooooo…”
“So, that car you noticed a little while back, that’s why it’s following us. The effects are starting to show.” I checked the rearview mirror again, sure enough, there was a car following us, a black two door with tinted windows and a glossy finish, “Which brings me back to this card, I’m a reasonable man, if you tell me who gave you this card, I’m willing to help push this ahem side effect, under the rug.”
“Listen, I really don’t know. I was telling you the truth.” I hesitated, thinking it over, “But, if you, ‘push it under the rug,’ as you so delicately put it, I can help you find whoever sent me the package. Deal?”
“And what cards are you willing to show me to nudge me along?”
“He sent me a package once, clearly he has contacts here given the lack of any shipping details. Which says he must also know the me from yestermonth. If he has personal ties to me, there must be a way for me to lure him out.”
He smirked, “You’d really screw over the person that resurfaced your memories?”
“Anyone who has people here but refuses to save me isn’t really worth getting killed over.”
He stared at me for the rest of the block, then glanced the rearview mirror, “Well damn, I suppose I can’t argue that logic.” He pulled out a pen and small piece of paper, scribbled something down, then, “You can pull over here.” We’d reached the front of the house we started our ride in front of, “Here, call me if you get any leads, we’ll do our part to keep things under wraps.” He stopped halfway out the door, “And hey, if you do your part well enough, you might even be allowed deeper in the engine.” Then he was off, calling someone as he walked down the street.
“Yeah, whatever metaphor-man.” I crumbled up the paper and tossed it in the back, driving home in silence to finally get into what the hell was going on.
Part 23: Coming (relatively) soon.
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I raised an unsteady hand, then put it down, “I’m sorry, I’m still not sure what it is I’d even be agreeing to. What’s going on in there?”
“About half of everyone who knows what’s going on in Tenyit Lane is in there.”
“So government conspiracy theories? I think I’d like to go home.”
“You have to know what’s going on, he kidnapped you too, you must’ve seen what I had on that computer.”
“No, I–” My mind flashed back to that morning, I’d woken up, seen the laptop open, no file transfer notification, “I mean, maybe, but I was too drunk to remember anything I read.”
“Darren wouldn’t have known that though. Just come in, we have evidence I’m not bullshitting. I mean, look at you, 30 minutes ago, you ate that asshole’s arm, you killed a man, and look at you. So just give it a chance, maybe I’m right, maybe shit around here is off, maybe, just maybe, the government is keeping a close eye on all of us for some crazy reason.” He pulled a necklace from under his shirt, “See how this crystal glows?”
“I’ll grant you your other points, but if you’re trying to tell me something that could have an LED in it is magic, buddy you are not preaching to the right choir.”
“Here,” He pulled it off his neck, unwrapped the twine, and handed me the bare crystal, “Look at it closely, as it’s sitting in your hand, just look at it.”
Rolling my eyes, I humored him. But, there was nothing there, looking into the glowing blue crystal was akin to looking at scuffed glass. I could see my hand straight through the entire gem, “Weir-”
“Now, close your eyes, and focus on your hand.”
I turned to face him, chin down, eyebrow raised, “You did not just ask me to do that.”
“No, seriously, just do it. If nothing happens, I’ll take you home. But, if you do feel it, you have to agree to join us.”
I gazed out in front of us, staring at the ten-foot concrete wall, “Okay.” I faced him, “If I feel anything, I’ll come in.”
He looked excited for a moment, before catching on, sighing, “Alright, that’ll have to do, but you have to stay and talk with a couple people at least.”
I took my turn to sigh, “Fine.” Closing my eyes, I focused on my hand, only a few seconds passed before I noticed it. It felt like something was taking up the empty space inside the atoms that made up who I was. Like the emptiness between the electrons and the nuclei was being filled. But as I focused more, a new sensation came through, like a magnet, the energy was being pushed away from something inside of me. Like an immune system fighting off a disease, the energy was halted, and whatever was inside me grew more aggressive.
I dropped it, my eyes sprung open, and I threw the door off its hinges, wanting, needing to get away from it. I shook my body, rubbed my face, and silently cursed to myself as I stamped in circles, trying as hard as I could to forget the maddening sensation.
I heard something from Scott’s direction, “WHAT!”
I finally stopped, staring at him as he spoke, “Just come inside with me, it’ll all make sense, it must’ve rejected you or something.”
“OR SOMETHING!? Oh that’s rich! You think I’m going to follow you in after!..” I took a breath, trying to think, “Whatever the FUCK that was!?”
His face lost all emotion, “YES GODDAMNIT! You said you would! Now you’re going to follow me inside, and we’re going to discuss everything! Do I make myself clear!?”
“The fuck we are!”
He made his way over to me, “Jesus Christ! Despite EVERYTHING, we couldn’t be more different!” He calmed, putting his hands on my shoulders, “Now, we’re gonna go in there, have a talk with the others, and you’ll understand everything. Do you hear me?” He stared uncomfortably into my eyes.
Despite his serious expression, his eyes were flat, like a dead fish. Yet, there was something relaxing in them, “Yeah, I uh… sure. Let’s have a talk, I agreed to it and all.” Following behind him, we made our way into a house, then down a set of stairs to the basement, which is where he pushed a tool cabinet aside, and we made our way down a set of stairs.
“How lo–”
“Let’s just make it down, then you can ask.”
About 10 steps down, I could hear the sound of laughter, before we eventually made it to an underground mancave. It had to be a good 20-30 feet below the road.
A couple of people went quiet as we reached the bottom, where ten or so people were gathered. An older woman made her way to us, the second person being a younger man, a mid-20s artistic type. He probably listened to The Beatles, and turned on Beethoven when his friends got in the car for the sake of it.
“Welcome Joseph, seems you’re new to town, and already sticking your nose in all sorts of government secrets. They sure have been slacking.”
“What the hell was on Scott’s laptop?”
A couple of seats scooted, and a few more voices went low, “Scott? You had unencrypted data on your computer?”
“He brought it to my, or Darren’s computer shop, when he was erm… still alive.”
The 20 something was about to say something when the woman’s tone quieted, approaching a whisper, “Allow me to get this straight Scott, you not only had freely accessible data on your computer, highly incriminating data that could rat all of us out, you also took it to a computer shop. It would be greatly appreciated if you could explain every little detail involving that.” She gripped one of his shoulders, and I could see the pain grow on his face. Then, she turned to me, smiling, “As for you, I need you to tell Brandon here everything that happened at, wherever you two came from. Don’t miss any details, we haven’t seen Scott in a couple of days, and everything around here goes by word of mouth.” She waved me off Scott following behind.
“Alright, let’s hit the bar, you can tell me everything there.” His voice sauntered as he pointed his thumb to an indent in the concrete wall to the right.
“God, that sounds amazing.”
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“Really? That’s everything that brought you two here?”
“Yeah.” I said, finishing off my second pint of whiskey, “Guess it kind of explains why I can drink so much, but I’m still iffy. What do you think?” Without hesitation, he grabbed my arm and sliced a bit of skin off my forearm. I shot it back, “Hey! What the FUCK!”
“Pull your arm back out, let’s have a look.”
I eyed him, putting my arm out in front of me, “So wha-” as I stared at my arm, I hesitated. It was already clotted and scabbed over. Which reminded me of the hole that’d been stabbed into me. I pulled my shirt up, seeing there was only a tiny scab left, and there was already extensive scarring around it. “I-I need to sit down.”
“You uh, you already are.”
“Then I need to lay down.” I stood, hyperventilating.
He slowly helped me to a couch, asking a little too politely for everyone to get out of the way, then leaning me down.
As my head hit the arm-rest, my brain pounded like I stood up too fast with a caffeine headache after a bender. My vision blurred and the room was too bright. All of the days events played on a loop, running through my mind at the speed of sound, only stopping momentarily to focus on the most traumatic events.
Eventually, my breathing slowed, my vision cleared, and my mind became more tolerable. “I-I need to l-leave. I don’t belong here. I need to go back to my life. I have to–”
“Didn’t you just ea– or ki… Isn’t your boss dead now?”
“I… need to get back home. This isn’t where I should be. I need to get back to Te…” My mind was struggling to latch onto something. Something familiar, yet completely foreign, like a language you’ve heard of but never learned. “I need to leave this place.”
“Hey, is he alright?” I heard Scott ask.
I rolled to my left side as much as I could to look at him, “What do you think?” Right as he went to open his mouth, “I want you to take me home, right now. I came in like I said I would, but this place, I just… I can’t. I’m sure I might help at some capacity, but honestly, I don’t want any part in what you guys are doing. There’s nothing for me here.”
He glanced at Brandon, who took him aside. A couple minutes later, he came back, “Look, we can’t have you leave just yet. There’s too much we’d be risking. So we need to ensure you won’t tell anyone.”
“So what, you’re gonna bug my phone and shit?”
“Actually, we’re going to rewrite your memories of getting here. As well as my name. Everyone else here uses an alias, but, well, you’re gonna forget my real name so it doesn’t matter too much.”
“Is it safe?”
“Well, you’ve already been through a similar process a few times, you should be fine.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
His eyelids flattened, “Just follow me.”
My memories around that point in time get distorted. I remember someone sitting me in a chair, then them holding my head between their hands, and in the moment I forgot Scott’s name as well as a few other details. Then I was blindfolded, and ended up at my house. At the time it felt like I’d just been on a long drive after the whole Darren situation.
I wanted to drink, I wanted to simply stop existing, I wanted everything to end. The next couple hours are still a haze, though I presume it was mainly due to the alcohol consumption as opposed to anything else. However, one aspect of that day/night has stuck with me, parts of it haunt my dreams, other parts relieve me to this day, and I honestly can’t say whether or not I’m glad I made the decision. But no matter how much I think on it, I can’t take it back. It was something about sitting on the couch, then I set the bottles on the coffee table. Then I was in the kitchen holding the business card with a D on it. I think it was shortly after that when I grabbed the bag from my junk drawer and downed the whole bag of mushrooms.
I remember after 20 minutes or so a strange sense of anxiety washed over me, and my stomach twisted. I stumbled my way to the bathroom, convinced the shitty whiskey was finally getting to me. I laid in front of the toilet for a good while, waiting for something to come up, when my vision grew wavy, then a crash of euphoria hit me and I started giggling. Feeling better, I headed to the couch to throw something on.
A short while later, a new wave slammed into me and I couldn’t see anything I was looking at anymore. Tears streamed down my face as kaleidoscopes twisted in my eyes. The swirling color took on a life of its own as it no longer had regard for spacetime. I could suddenly feel each eternity between the seconds of reality. My brain was working at the pace of a supercomputer, causing me to age a millenia a minute. My mind was malleable, reforming lost neural connections, and I could feel each fiber reconnect, causing lost memories to surge their way through my mindseye. My body was fused with the couch, all I could do was sit and experience. My mind was suddenly just that, floating consciousness in a vibrant void, and even my brain was simply along for the ride, running calculation after calculation with no regard for my conscious self. I was no longer crying, but the universe was, even the universe was simply another piece of a much grander design, simply an electron in the atom that was our multiverse.
For a few minutes, my eyes were able to focus again, I could process my surroundings with minimal distortion. Patting my face, I felt water still pouring from my eyes. I wiped it away with my shirt, then grabbed a blanket and pillow from my room, laid on the couch, and went back to the show. But before I could focus on the screen, my brain leapt forward, crashing hard into a tidal wave of emotion and colors.
Once again, I was no longer me, but simply a bundle of chemistry and experiences. While no definitive memories resurface, I recalled clumps, as if I’d dropped too much flour into my soup at once. Terry, Jane, a murder, Maerod, 7/11, seemingly random details broke surface tension, revealing a broad variety of emotions, agony, hope, loss, rage. I could only feel my vocal chords giving way, but no sounds made it to my ears, because they no longer existed in that moment. I had no control over it, and in that moment the truth dropped out of the sky, splattering my sense of self. “I” was simply a construct that no longer held weight to my brain. It was going to do its thing, the mind has already made its decision before the conscious self has allowed it to surface. The subconscious influences the conscious, while the conscious can choose to focus on something, the subconscious is what’s really pulling the strings, which–
Before I could finish the thought, the water gave out from under me, and I was suddenly drowning. All coherent thought had left me, nothing but pure emotions left, I think I screamed as I cried, but I still couldn’t hear anything. Despite that, an added shakiness came to my twisting vision periodically.
I’m not sure when I resurfaced, the coming hangover coupled with how mentally checked out I was by the end of the trip made it hard to tell. But I did eventually wake up, suffice it to say, my pillow was drenched, and I had to get a new couch.
I threw my pillow, blanket, and clothes in the wash after coming to. I felt hollow, not quite empty as emptiness implies a feeling of something that’s supposed to be there being gone. But that wasn’t it, hollow as if that’s how it was supposed to be.
I sat in the shower as it rained over me. I scrubbed slowly, trying to get the smell of piss out of my skin. I couldn’t believe myself.
After my shower of shame, I got dressed. As I left the bathroom, I did it again, “Hey Terry–” Which jogged loose a compilation of memories. My mindseye was flooded with experiences in a shabby apartment. Watching anime with a distorted fragment of a person. Cooking as two familiar voices discussed something. Then the big one came, the first time he revealed himself to me. The memory was blurred, like a moving analog camera, but the emotions were strong.
I stumbled my way to the living room, sitting on the floor beside the coffee table. As the memories faded back into being just that, I glanced to my left, noticing that strange card with the D on it. I grabbed it, flipping the card in my hand several times, then bit my lip, glancing to my right at the office door. I wanted to gain access to whatever private data the town had on me. But I knew they wouldn’t keep it online, too easy for the wrong person to snag it.
They might keep it on paper, but I can’t just ask for something like that. Clearly I’m not supposed to have any memories. So where can I go that’ll have the data I need? I dwelled on the thought for a moment, then, It might be a long shot, but if Darren… I shivered. If Darren left the laptop at the shop, I might have a chance. Whatever was on there was bad enough he was willing to kill me. Which means… I sighed in disdain, I have to see ‘him’ after I’m done.
I didn’t know where ‘he’ lived, but if I was lucky, there was a chance I could find some residual gps data when I got a hold of one of the laptops.
Grabbing a hoodie, I made my way out the door, heading out on foot due to the snow that had accumulated.
When I got there a few minutes later, the door was locked. Then I remembered how I’d gotten in just a couple days prior. Grabbing the bottom of the single window sill, I yanked up as hard as I could, hoping to break it free of the ice. Something definitely broke, but it was a more metallic sound than I’d expected. Quickly climbing through, I saw the lock had bent and tore the screws out of the window. The clanging had come from the lock piece dropping to the ground.
Shaking my head, I made my way to the desk the laptops had been. But unfortunately, they were already gone. I kicked a chair, wanting to get more pissed at the situation, but the emotional impact from the night before wouldn’t allow it. I searched each cabinet, hoping to come across anything that could point me in the right direction. Unfortunately, he hadn’t left a trace, so I hopped back out the window to try and think something else up.
If the drive from his house to one of the walls was about 15 minutes or so, and the drive from there to my house was about 10… My thoughts trailed off, Weren’t they supposed to warp my memory? Could it be the same thing as earlier? I shook it off, trying to focus, So, about 10 minutes from my house to a wall, which means... I glanced back at the shop, taking in the large concrete construct behind it for seemingly the first time. Then, I glanced down my right side at the “entrance” to town only a few blocks away, right past the bar. Trying to focus my mind, I pieced together a mental list of houses that could fit the parameters I had. In doing so, I came up with a list of four different streets, then I headed back home, threw some chains on my car, and left for the first street.
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By the third street, I started to get nervous. I thought my short look at it while leaving wasn’t enough to go off of, or that they might’ve warped my memories of the place. Or even if I found the place, the murders had already been reported. But by the time I got to the end of that street, I found the house I was looking for. It looked untouched, so I parked and went up to the door. Opening the door caused a memory to overtake me. I saw Jane, her body just laying there, head missing, cold blood pooled into a murky puddle of depression. As it passed, despite the nausea that followed the memory, everything in the house was clean. The house smelled like pine and gingerbread. Whoever had cleaned the place didn’t matter, I ran through the house searching for one of the laptops.
It took some time, but I eventually found it in his locked dresser. Running downstairs, I bolted out the door just for the ground to disappear, and suddenly, the gray sky was in front of me. The laptop slid from my fingers just before my head made contact with the doorframe, nearly knocking me out. I staggered to my feet, being cautious to not slip on the ice under the snow. Looking around, there was a small indent in the field of white. Walking over to it, I picked it back up, flipping the computer open, thankful to see it was still alive.
Sliding it under the cushion of my back seat, I got in my car, and was just about to turn the key when a sudden knocking at a window nearly gave me a heart attack. I turned the ignition, rolling the window down. Looking over at the man at the passenger side window, I couldn’t help but feel my heart drop. He looked serious, like a business man out on duty… in the snow.
“Can I help you? Erm…”
“The name’s Donavan, and I believe that depends entirely on whether or not you could answer a few of my questions.”
I blew out my nose, “I uh, no, not particularly, I’ve–”
“Got somewhere to be? I’m sure you do, and so do I. May I?” He gestured to the door handle.
“I’m sure I don’t want anything you’re selling, so may I go.”
He pulled out his phone, scrolling while he talked, “Unless you’d like me showing this to the police, I think it’d be mutually beneficial if you allowed me into your vehicle while we had our discussion. Wouldn’t you agree?” He flipped the phone, showing me a short video compilation of me eating Darren, as well as killing one of the other guys.
Despite my desire to get as far away from the man as possible, I unlocked the door, “Sure, get in, dickswab.”
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“Now then, might you be able to explain something that’s been itching at the back of my mind?”
“Please my good sir, there is no such need to display your extended understanding of the English lexicon in such a manner.”
“The least you could do is take me the slightest bit seriously.”
“Look man, you blackmailed me into letting you into my car, I’m sorry if I’m not ‘like, so totally stoked’ to talk right now.” I turned right, he’d instructed me to just go around the same few blocks until we were done.
“Alright then, who gave you this?”
I glanced over, seeing the card with the italicized D on it, “Ah, I see, you broke into my house. Pretty sure that’s a crime.”
He looked down his nose at me, I could almost see his imaginary glasses slide down a bit, “Just answer the question.”
“It came with a small package. I wasn’t even home when it was dropped off.”
“Is this the one to which you’re referring?” He held the small brown package with no label, along with the small bag that I’d so recently… emptied the contents of,
“I think what’s going on here is pretty obvious.”
“Do you?”
“I’m really not part of any one of the “third parties,” this town seems to love hosting. I’m just trying to figure out why everyone seems to have it out for me.” Remembering Scott, I glanced in the rearview mirror, wanting to get to whatever secrets that laptop held.
He also glanced in the rearview mirror, but I got the sense it was for another reason, “You know, it’s difficult to add something to a machine that’s already running. You can’t just cut a live wire when you need to add a new resistor. You can’t throw a turbo in a car while it’s on. You can’t swap a normal trigger for a hair trigger while shooting the gun. You gotta set it down, make sure everything’s stopped and cool, then you can go in and meticulously add or replace a part to whatever needs it. But the thing about new parts is, you can’t immediately leave them be, you gotta keep an eye on them, make sure they aren’t faulty. Even if you have a manufacturer’s guarantee, sometimes you get a bad part.”
“Aaaaand.”
“Well, as it turns out, that’s exactly what we have. But when a replaced part is internal, and you don’t have a check engine light, well you have to rely on the effects of the engine as a whole. See, if anything has gone wrong since you added the new part. Well, you know what happens when it’s discovered a part is faulty I’m sure.”
“Sooooo…”
“So, that car you noticed a little while back, that’s why it’s following us. The effects are starting to show.” I checked the rearview mirror again, sure enough, there was a car following us, a black two door with tinted windows and a glossy finish, “Which brings me back to this card, I’m a reasonable man, if you tell me who gave you this card, I’m willing to help push this ahem side effect, under the rug.”
“Listen, I really don’t know. I was telling you the truth.” I hesitated, thinking it over, “But, if you, ‘push it under the rug,’ as you so delicately put it, I can help you find whoever sent me the package. Deal?”
“And what cards are you willing to show me to nudge me along?”
“He sent me a package once, clearly he has contacts here given the lack of any shipping details. Which says he must also know the me from yestermonth. If he has personal ties to me, there must be a way for me to lure him out.”
He smirked, “You’d really screw over the person that resurfaced your memories?”
“Anyone who has people here but refuses to save me isn’t really worth getting killed over.”
He stared at me for the rest of the block, then glanced the rearview mirror, “Well damn, I suppose I can’t argue that logic.” He pulled out a pen and small piece of paper, scribbled something down, then, “You can pull over here.” We’d reached the front of the house we started our ride in front of, “Here, call me if you get any leads, we’ll do our part to keep things under wraps.” He stopped halfway out the door, “And hey, if you do your part well enough, you might even be allowed deeper in the engine.” Then he was off, calling someone as he walked down the street.
“Yeah, whatever metaphor-man.” I crumbled up the paper and tossed it in the back, driving home in silence to finally get into what the hell was going on.
Part 23: Coming (relatively) soon.
2023.03.27 01:02 bolaju My Unite survey response
Rising prices
The last three Pokemon releases have been 12000 coins each… At the rate coin inflation is going, I predict that the next map TiMi releases is Zimbabwe. They should also release Drifloon too to double down on the hyperinflation-themed events where coins are worth less than kfc crumbs.
Bot matches
I just had a Cinderace bot run around Regice for 4 minutes straight. The bot wasn't even hitting the Regice, just running laps around it.
I’m not even mad, just confused? (Edit: I realise now what the bot was doing. In hindsight, it was pretty obvious that the bot was just exercising. Silly me!)
With the number of bots in the game now, I’m seriously beginning to wonder if I too am just a bot.
Garchomp’s Viability
I saw a pie chart of Pokemon popularity and the slice for Garchomp was not even there. The Garchomp mains are an endangered species now and this is a very serious problem. It will have dire consequences on the food chain, and that really bothers me. How am I supposed to farm Gible players for levels if they stop playing Gible?
5 Stacks in 1-3 Player queue
Why do we still meet 5 stacks when we play alone? I've never been good at math, but I believe that 5 is bigger than 3. Proof: If John has 5 apples, and Sally has 3 apples. John has more apples than Sally. (Can someone from mathcord please confirm if this is true?)
Matched into a red ping server
Once in 10 games, I'm sent to Japanese server where I must suffer with 1-second delay skills the whole game. And when my lane partner finally loses it and tells me to "check it out", all I can say is gomenasai mina-san, ore wa lagging hard desu. Nowadays when people ask me if I'm mixed, I say yes, I'm 10% Japanese.
Zacian and Comfey
5V5 is actually 2V2 with 3 spectators on each side that gamble with their rank points. Theia Sky Ruins is just an underground gambling ring for dog fights now. Whenever I open Pokemon Unite, I wave my id at the phone camera to enter the casino, gg
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The last three Pokemon releases have been 12000 coins each… At the rate coin inflation is going, I predict that the next map TiMi releases is Zimbabwe. They should also release Drifloon too to double down on the hyperinflation-themed events where coins are worth less than kfc crumbs.
Bot matches
I just had a Cinderace bot run around Regice for 4 minutes straight. The bot wasn't even hitting the Regice, just running laps around it.
I’m not even mad, just confused? (Edit: I realise now what the bot was doing. In hindsight, it was pretty obvious that the bot was just exercising. Silly me!)
With the number of bots in the game now, I’m seriously beginning to wonder if I too am just a bot.
Garchomp’s Viability
I saw a pie chart of Pokemon popularity and the slice for Garchomp was not even there. The Garchomp mains are an endangered species now and this is a very serious problem. It will have dire consequences on the food chain, and that really bothers me. How am I supposed to farm Gible players for levels if they stop playing Gible?
5 Stacks in 1-3 Player queue
Why do we still meet 5 stacks when we play alone? I've never been good at math, but I believe that 5 is bigger than 3. Proof: If John has 5 apples, and Sally has 3 apples. John has more apples than Sally. (Can someone from mathcord please confirm if this is true?)
Matched into a red ping server
Once in 10 games, I'm sent to Japanese server where I must suffer with 1-second delay skills the whole game. And when my lane partner finally loses it and tells me to "check it out", all I can say is gomenasai mina-san, ore wa lagging hard desu. Nowadays when people ask me if I'm mixed, I say yes, I'm 10% Japanese.
Zacian and Comfey
5V5 is actually 2V2 with 3 spectators on each side that gamble with their rank points. Theia Sky Ruins is just an underground gambling ring for dog fights now. Whenever I open Pokemon Unite, I wave my id at the phone camera to enter the casino, gg
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2023.03.27 00:47 RAB81TT Got at a hoilday in japan
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★ Karambit Doppler - FN RUBY 0.02
AK-47 Fire Serpent FT 0.22 (iBP Holo Katowice2014 best position on Wood)
AWP Medusa - FT 0.22
AK-47 Gold Arabesque - MW
★ Karambit Gamma Doppler - MW Phase 2
★ StatTrak™ Butterfly Knife Marble Fade - FN
★ Sport Gloves Superconductor - FT
★ M9 Bayonet Fade - FN 0.01
★ Huntsman Knife Doppler - FN SAPPHIRE 0.0004 (3# in the world)
★ Karambit Black Laminate - FN
Glock-18 Fade - FN 99% 0.008
★ Skeleton Knife Crimson Web - WW
★ Sport Gloves Arid - MW 0.12
Boston 2018 Cobblestone Souvenir Package -
★ M9 Bayonet Tiger Tooth - FN 0.002
★ Butterfly Knife Blue Steel - MW
★ Bayonet Autotronic - FN
★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife - Vanilla
★ Karambit Case Hardened - MW 0.09
★ M9 Bayonet Doppler - FN Phase 3
★ M9 Bayonet Doppler - MW
★ Sport Gloves Slingshot - FT
★ Driver Gloves Black Tie - MW - x2
★ Talon Knife Doppler - MW Phase 2
★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate - MW
★ Karambit Damascus Steel - FT 0.20
M4A1-S Imminent Danger - FT - x2
★ Butterfly Knife Urban Masked - MW
★ Butterfly Knife Stained - MW
★ Flip Knife Fade - FN
★ Skeleton Knife Case Hardened - MW 0.08
Souvenir M4A1-S Welcome to the Jungle - WW
★ Bayonet Marble Fade - FN - x2
★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike - FT 0.29
AWP Lightning Strike - FN
★ Specialist Gloves Emerald Web - FT
★ Karambit Stained - FT
★ Karambit Bright Water - FT
★ Stiletto Knife Marble Fade - FN
★ Gut Knife Doppler - FN RUBY
★ Ursus Knife Fade - FN 97% 0.01
★ M9 Bayonet Damascus Steel - FT 0.24
★ Karambit Stained - WW
Desert Eagle Blaze - FN 0.01
★ Bayonet Case Hardened - FN 0.001 (3# in the world)
StatTrak™ USP-S Kill Confirmed - FN (4x Virtus.Pro Kato15 HOLO)
StatTrak™ USP-S Kill Confirmed - FN
M4A1-S Hot Rod - MW
★ M9 Bayonet Case Hardened - WW
★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! - MW
★ Talon Knife -
★ Specialist Gloves Mogul - MW
★ Nomad Knife Crimson Web - FT
ESL One Katowice 2015 Challengers (Holo/Foil) -
AK-47 Fire Serpent - BS
★ Stiletto Knife Slaughter - FT 0.15
★ StatTrak™ Flip Knife Gamma Doppler - FN 0.01
★ Karambit Safari Mesh - BS
M4A1-S Icarus Fell - FN - x2
★ Flip Knife Tiger Tooth - FN
★ Ursus Knife Marble Fade - FN
★ M9 Bayonet Boreal Forest - FT
★ Flip Knife Tiger Tooth - MW
Sticker Virtus.Pro Katowice 2014 -
★ Talon Knife Blue Steel - FT
M4A1-S Printstream - FN
★ Ursus Knife Slaughter - FN
★ Sport Gloves Big Game - FT
★ StatTrak™ Ursus Knife Tiger Tooth - FN
★ StatTrak™ Stiletto Knife Case Hardened - FT 0.16
Sticker Flipsid3 Tactics (Holo) Katowice 2015 -
★ Moto Gloves Cool Mint - FT
★ Specialist Gloves Marble Fade - FT - x3
★ Bowie Knife Doppler - FN Phase 4
AK-47 Case Hardened - FN 0.001
★ Survival Knife Slaughter - FN
AWP Oni Taiji - FT
★ Sport Gloves Big Game - WW
★ Huntsman Knife Crimson Web - MW 0.09
★ Sport Gloves Arid - BS 0.59
★ Talon Knife Night Stripe - FT
AWP BOOM - FN
★ Huntsman Knife Marble Fade - FN 0.007
★ Driver Gloves King Snake - BS
★ Bowie Knife Marble Fade - FN
★ Shadow Daggers Fade - FN 0.009
AK-47 X-Ray - BS
★ Stiletto Knife Urban Masked - FT
M4A1-S Printstream - MW - x2
AK-47 Vulcan - FT
AK-47 Fuel Injector - MW - x2
★ Driver Gloves Imperial Plaid - BS 0.51
★ Bowie Knife Case Hardened - MW
★ Gut Knife Fade - FN 91%
★ Gut Knife Autotronic - MW 0.08
★ Falchion Knife Damascus Steel - FN
★ Sport Gloves Nocts - BS
AWP Graphite - FN
Souvenir Desert Eagle Fennec Fox - FT 0.19
Souvenir Desert Eagle Fennec Fox - FT
★ Stiletto Knife Forest DDPAT - WW
ESL One Katowice 2015 Legends (Holo/Foil) -
★ Moto Gloves Eclipse - FT 0.21
★ Shadow Daggers Doppler - FN
M4A4 The Emperor - FN
AWP Wildfire - FN
AK-47 Head Shot - MW 0.09
★ Shadow Daggers - Vanilla
★ Bowie Knife - Vanilla
★ Gut Knife - Vanilla
★ Driver Gloves Diamondback - FT
M4A1-S Printstream - FT
AK-47 Jet Set - WW
SG 553 Integrale - FN
★ Moto Gloves Boom! - WW
StatTrak™ AK-47 Bloodsport - FT
StatTrak™ AWP Containment Breach - FT
AWP Containment Breach - MW
StatTrak™ Desert Eagle Printstream - MW
★ Hand Wraps Leather - BS
M4A1-S Golden Coil - FN
★ Huntsman Knife Bright Water - FT 0.22
M4A1-S Master Piece - MW
Desert Eagle Printstream - FN
StatTrak™ USP-S Printstream - FT
★ Hand Wraps Giraffe - FT 0.24
★ Shadow Daggers Case Hardened - FT
Tec-9 Terrace - FN
Desert Eagle Ocean Drive - FN
★ Driver Gloves Overtake - FT 0.23
M4A4 Asiimov - WW
★ Gut Knife Bright Water - FT 0.15
★ Shadow Daggers Bright Water - FN
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Dark Water - FT 0.17
Souvenir M4A1-S Master Piece - FT
Sticker Titan (Foil) Cologne 2015 -
AWP BOOM - MW 0.10
★ Gut Knife Night - FT 0.18
AWP Wildfire - MW
★ Shadow Daggers Black Laminate - WW
AK-47 Bloodsport - MW - x3
StatTrak™ USP-S Orion - MW
StatTrak™ AK-47 Point Disarray - FN 0.003
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Cyrex - FN
StatTrak™ Desert Eagle Code Red - MW
AK-47 Redline - MW
Souvenir SG 553 Hazard Pay - WW
CS:GO Weapon Case -
Desert Eagle Printstream - MW
AK-47 Bloodsport - FT - x3
USP-S Printstream - FT - x4
M4A4 Hellfire - FN
M4A1-S Golden Coil - MW
SCAR-20 Brass - FN
Sticker Ninjas in Pyjamas (Holo) Katowice 2015 -
StatTrak™ AK-47 The Empress - FT
CZ75-Auto Emerald Quartz - FT - x2
AK-47 Neon Rider - MW
Sticker Titan Katowice 2015 -
P90 Cold Blooded - FN (iBP katowice 2014)
Desert Eagle Printstream - FT 0.18
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Decimator - FN 0.02
AK-47 First Class - FT
StatTrak™ M4A4 Bullet Rain - MW
StatTrak™ USP-S Overgrowth - MW
AWP Hyper Beast - MW
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Bright Water - MW (Dignitas Kato14)
Operation Bravo Case - - x2
StatTrak™ R8 Revolver Fade - FN
M4A4 Hellfire - MW 0.07
USP-S Printstream - BS
Sir Bloody Miami Darryl The Professionals -
USP-S Caiman - MW
AWP Electric Hive - MW
Souvenir SSG 08 Death Strike - BS
USP-S Orion - MW
USP-S Orion - MW (King On The Field)
StatTrak™ AK-47 Asiimov - BS
M4A1-S Golden Coil - FT - x2
Desert Eagle Printstream - BS
M4A4 Cyber Security - FN
M4A4 Hellfire - FT 0.15
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Player Two - FT
Sticker MOUZ (Foil) Stockholm 2021 -
Desert Eagle Golden Koi - FN
AWP Man-o'-war - MW
AWP Redline - FT - x2
MAC-10 Gold Brick - FN - x2
AK-47 Neon Rider - FT
Souvenir USP-S Royal Blue - MW
MP9 Hot Rod - FN - x2
P90 Asiimov - FN
Getaway Sally The Professionals -
AWP Man-o'-war - FT
StatTrak™ AWP Corticera - MW
StatTrak™ M4A4 Neo-Noir - MW
AWP Electric Hive - FT
StatTrak™ M4A4 Spider Lily - FN
AWP Hyper Beast - FT - x2
AK-47 Asiimov - FT
Sticker Titan Cologne 2015 -
Galil AR Cerberus - MW
Sticker TSM Kinguin (Foil) Katowice 2015 -
AK-47 Black Laminate - FT
Sticker Epsilon eSports (Holo) Cologne 2014 -
SG 553 Colony IV - FN
Five-SeveN Berries And Cherries - FN
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Decimator - MW
Number K The Professionals - - x3
AWP Neo-Noir - FT - x2
M4A4 龍王 (Dragon King) - FN
M4A1-S Guardian - FN
AK-47 The Empress - FT
AK-47 Leet Museo - MW
AWP Duality - FT
StatTrak™ Glock-18 Wasteland Rebel - FN
M4A1-S Cyrex - FN
Galil AR CAUTION! - MW
Souvenir UMP-45 Blaze - FN
AWP Neo-Noir - BS
M4A4 Desolate Space - FN
StatTrak™ USP-S Cortex - FN
Desert Eagle Midnight Storm - FN
AK-47 Nightwish - FT
P250 Mehndi - FN
AWP Chromatic Aberration - FT - x2
M4A1-S Mecha Industries - FT
StatTrak™ M4A4 Tooth Fairy - FN - x2
MAC-10 Fade - FN
StatTrak™ AWP Elite Build - FT
Desert Eagle Ocean Drive - FT - x2
Glock-18 Gamma Doppler - FN
StatTrak™ AUG Chameleon - FN
FAMAS Meltdown - FN
M4A1-S Cyrex - MW
AUG Wings - FN
G3SG1 Flux - FN
AK-47 Leet Museo - FT - x2
StatTrak™ AK-47 Blue Laminate - MW
Glock-18 Gamma Doppler - MW
Souvenir P90 Run and Hide - WW
StatTrak™ Glock-18 Snack Attack - MW
USP-S Neo-Noir - FT
AK-47 Neon Revolution - FT - x2
M4A4 In Living Color - MW
M4A1-S Chantico's Fire - WW
AK-47 Redline - FT - x5
StatTrak™ M4A4 Evil Daimyo - FN
Sir Bloody Skullhead Darryl The Professionals -
Sticker Virtus.Pro DreamHack 2014 -
USP-S The Traitor - FT
MP9 Starlight Protector - MW
USP-S Whiteout - MW
AK-47 Legion of Anubis - MW - x2
UMP-45 Blaze - FN - x2
StatTrak™ USP-S Blueprint - FT
M4A4 Buzz Kill - MW
Souvenir SSG 08 Blue Spruce - FT
SSG 08 Dragonfire - MW
P250 Cartel - FN
SG 553 Cyrex - FN
USP-S Monster Mashup - FT - x2
Sticker Leaving The Station (Holo) -
CZ75-Auto Emerald - FN
M4A4 Neo-Noir - MW
Five-SeveN Fairy Tale - FT
Bloody Darryl The Strapped The Professionals - - x2
Desert Eagle Kumicho Dragon - FT
XM1014 Tranquility - FN
FAMAS Commemoration - FT
Sir Bloody Silent Darryl The Professionals -
SSG 08 Dragonfire - FT
AK-47 Phantom Disruptor - FN
Nova Antique - FN - x2
SSG 08 Turbo Peek - FN
Glock-18 Water Elemental - FN
P250 Whiteout - FT - x2
AUG Death by Puppy - FN
Desert Eagle Kumicho Dragon - BS
M4A1-S Basilisk - FN
MAC-10 Neon Rider - FN
P250 See Ya Later - FN
MP7 Nemesis - FN
MP7 Fade - FN
SSG 08 Death's Head - FN
USP-S The Traitor - BS
Cache Pin - - x2
Special Agent Ava FBI - - x2
Sticker DickStacy Berlin 2019 -
USP-S Blueprint - MW
Galil AR Chatterbox - WW
AK-47 Blue Laminate - FN
Elite Trapper Solman Guerrilla Warfare -
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Leaded Glass - FT
MAC-10 Stalker - WW
StatTrak™ P250 Asiimov - FT
USP-S Royal Blue - MW
StatTrak™ FAMAS Mecha Industries - MW
G3SG1 Flux - MW
M4A4 龍王 (Dragon King) - WW
M4A1-S Decimator - FT
Glock-18 Bullet Queen - FT
M4A1-S Nightmare - FT
P250 Visions - MW
StatTrak™ AK-47 Slate - BS
AK-47 Blue Laminate - MW
Patch FURIA (Gold) Stockholm 2021 -
P250 Muertos - FN
Sealed Graffiti Recoil AK-47 (Tiger Orange) -
P2000 Imperial Dragon - FN
CZ75-Auto Victoria - FN
Aces High Pin - - x2
AK-47 Phantom Disruptor - MW
Desert Eagle Conspiracy - FN - x2
AK-47 Blue Laminate - FT
StatTrak™ Five-SeveN Retrobution - FN
StatTrak™ AUG Death by Puppy - FT
Glock-18 Neo-Noir - WW
StatTrak™ UMP-45 Momentum - FT
Dual Berettas Twin Turbo - MW
Lt. Commander Ricksaw NSWC SEAL -
Sticker Heroic (Holo) Antwerp 2022 -
Glock-18 Vogue - MW
StatTrak™ Music Kit Skog, Metal -
SCAR-20 Bloodsport - FN
SSG 08 Big Iron - FT
Bloodhound Pin -
M4A4 Tooth Fairy - MW - x2
AWP Mortis - FN
SSG 08 Detour - MW
Patch Vitality (Gold) Stockholm 2021 -
StatTrak™ Music Kit bbno$, u mad! -
AUG Carved Jade - FN
Victory Pin -
StatTrak™ Music Kit Laura Shigihara: Work Hard, Play Hard -
Col. Mangos Dabisi Guerrilla Warfare -
MP9 Starlight Protector - FT
Nuke Pin - - x2
USP-S Whiteout - FT
FAMAS Styx - FN
Desert Eagle Mecha Industries - MW
Glock-18 Umbral Rabbit - FN
Trapper Guerrilla Warfare -
M4A4 Neo-Noir - FT - x2
P250 Visions - FT
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Flashback - MW
Phoenix Pin -
AK-47 Emerald Pinstripe - BS
MAC-10 Heat - FN
Negev Power Loader - FN
P90 Nostalgia - FT
P90 Tiger Pit - MW
Patch Gambit Gaming (Gold) Stockholm 2021 -
AK-47 Slate - MW - x4
Sawed-Off Kiss♥Love - WW
Lieutenant Rex Krikey SEAL Frogman -
Welcome to the Clutch Pin -
FAMAS Valence - FN
Music Kit Mord Fustang, Diamonds -
Wildfire Pin -
M4A4 Global Offensive - MW
M4A1-S Basilisk - MW
StatTrak™ Desert Eagle Trigger Discipline - MW
Headcrab Glyph Pin -
MAC-10 Sakkaku - WW
Glock-18 Water Elemental - FT
Music Kit The Verkkars & n0thing, Flashbang Dance - - x2
Music Kit Damjan Mravunac, The Talos Principle -
Music Kit Daniel Sadowski, Total Domination -
Music Kit bbno$, u mad! -
Music Kit Daniel Sadowski, The 8-Bit Kit -
Sticker Virtus.Pro Atlanta 2017 -
USP-S Guardian - FN
SSG 08 Turbo Peek - FT
StatTrak™ PP-Bizon Osiris - FN
CZ75-Auto Syndicate - FN
FAMAS Djinn - MW
Music Kit Beartooth, Disgusting - - x2
StatTrak™ Galil AR Chromatic Aberration - FT
Tec-9 Toxic - MW
Music Kit Darude, Moments CSGO -
P250 Muertos - FT
M4A4 Spider Lily - MW
USP-S Stainless - FT
M4A4 Neo-Noir - BS
SG 553 Cyrex - WW
PP-Bizon High Roller - MW
Glove Case -
MP5-SD Phosphor - FT
Sticker Bomb Doge -
P250 See Ya Later - FT
FAMAS Eye of Athena - FT
AK-47 Rat Rod - FT
M4A1-S Basilisk - FT
MP9 Food Chain - MW
Sawed-Off Devourer - FT
Train Pin -
City 17 Pin -
Easy Peasy Pin - - x2
Baggage Pin -
Militia Pin -
Death Sentence Pin - - x2
SCAR-20 Cardiac - FT
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★ Karambit Doppler - FN RUBY 0.02
AK-47 Fire Serpent FT 0.22 (iBP Holo Katowice2014 best position on Wood)
AWP Medusa - FT 0.22
AK-47 Gold Arabesque - MW
★ Karambit Gamma Doppler - MW Phase 2
★ StatTrak™ Butterfly Knife Marble Fade - FN
★ Sport Gloves Superconductor - FT
★ M9 Bayonet Fade - FN 0.01
★ Huntsman Knife Doppler - FN SAPPHIRE 0.0004 (3# in the world)
★ Karambit Black Laminate - FN
Glock-18 Fade - FN 99% 0.008
★ Skeleton Knife Crimson Web - WW
★ Sport Gloves Arid - MW 0.12
Boston 2018 Cobblestone Souvenir Package -
★ M9 Bayonet Tiger Tooth - FN 0.002
★ Butterfly Knife Blue Steel - MW
★ Bayonet Autotronic - FN
★ StatTrak™ Skeleton Knife - Vanilla
★ Karambit Case Hardened - MW 0.09
★ M9 Bayonet Doppler - FN Phase 3
★ M9 Bayonet Doppler - MW
★ Sport Gloves Slingshot - FT
★ Driver Gloves Black Tie - MW - x2
★ Talon Knife Doppler - MW Phase 2
★ M9 Bayonet Black Laminate - MW
★ Karambit Damascus Steel - FT 0.20
M4A1-S Imminent Danger - FT - x2
★ Butterfly Knife Urban Masked - MW
★ Butterfly Knife Stained - MW
★ Flip Knife Fade - FN
★ Skeleton Knife Case Hardened - MW 0.08
Souvenir M4A1-S Welcome to the Jungle - WW
★ Bayonet Marble Fade - FN - x2
★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike - FT 0.29
AWP Lightning Strike - FN
★ Specialist Gloves Emerald Web - FT
★ Karambit Stained - FT
★ Karambit Bright Water - FT
★ Stiletto Knife Marble Fade - FN
★ Gut Knife Doppler - FN RUBY
★ Ursus Knife Fade - FN 97% 0.01
★ M9 Bayonet Damascus Steel - FT 0.24
★ Karambit Stained - WW
Desert Eagle Blaze - FN 0.01
★ Bayonet Case Hardened - FN 0.001 (3# in the world)
StatTrak™ USP-S Kill Confirmed - FN (4x Virtus.Pro Kato15 HOLO)
StatTrak™ USP-S Kill Confirmed - FN
M4A1-S Hot Rod - MW
★ M9 Bayonet Case Hardened - WW
★ Hand Wraps CAUTION! - MW
★ Talon Knife -
★ Specialist Gloves Mogul - MW
★ Nomad Knife Crimson Web - FT
ESL One Katowice 2015 Challengers (Holo/Foil) -
AK-47 Fire Serpent - BS
★ Stiletto Knife Slaughter - FT 0.15
★ StatTrak™ Flip Knife Gamma Doppler - FN 0.01
★ Karambit Safari Mesh - BS
M4A1-S Icarus Fell - FN - x2
★ Flip Knife Tiger Tooth - FN
★ Ursus Knife Marble Fade - FN
★ M9 Bayonet Boreal Forest - FT
★ Flip Knife Tiger Tooth - MW
Sticker Virtus.Pro Katowice 2014 -
★ Talon Knife Blue Steel - FT
M4A1-S Printstream - FN
★ Ursus Knife Slaughter - FN
★ Sport Gloves Big Game - FT
★ StatTrak™ Ursus Knife Tiger Tooth - FN
★ StatTrak™ Stiletto Knife Case Hardened - FT 0.16
Sticker Flipsid3 Tactics (Holo) Katowice 2015 -
★ Moto Gloves Cool Mint - FT
★ Specialist Gloves Marble Fade - FT - x3
★ Bowie Knife Doppler - FN Phase 4
AK-47 Case Hardened - FN 0.001
★ Survival Knife Slaughter - FN
AWP Oni Taiji - FT
★ Sport Gloves Big Game - WW
★ Huntsman Knife Crimson Web - MW 0.09
★ Sport Gloves Arid - BS 0.59
★ Talon Knife Night Stripe - FT
AWP BOOM - FN
★ Huntsman Knife Marble Fade - FN 0.007
★ Driver Gloves King Snake - BS
★ Bowie Knife Marble Fade - FN
★ Shadow Daggers Fade - FN 0.009
AK-47 X-Ray - BS
★ Stiletto Knife Urban Masked - FT
M4A1-S Printstream - MW - x2
AK-47 Vulcan - FT
AK-47 Fuel Injector - MW - x2
★ Driver Gloves Imperial Plaid - BS 0.51
★ Bowie Knife Case Hardened - MW
★ Gut Knife Fade - FN 91%
★ Gut Knife Autotronic - MW 0.08
★ Falchion Knife Damascus Steel - FN
★ Sport Gloves Nocts - BS
AWP Graphite - FN
Souvenir Desert Eagle Fennec Fox - FT 0.19
Souvenir Desert Eagle Fennec Fox - FT
★ Stiletto Knife Forest DDPAT - WW
ESL One Katowice 2015 Legends (Holo/Foil) -
★ Moto Gloves Eclipse - FT 0.21
★ Shadow Daggers Doppler - FN
M4A4 The Emperor - FN
AWP Wildfire - FN
AK-47 Head Shot - MW 0.09
★ Shadow Daggers - Vanilla
★ Bowie Knife - Vanilla
★ Gut Knife - Vanilla
★ Driver Gloves Diamondback - FT
M4A1-S Printstream - FT
AK-47 Jet Set - WW
SG 553 Integrale - FN
★ Moto Gloves Boom! - WW
StatTrak™ AK-47 Bloodsport - FT
StatTrak™ AWP Containment Breach - FT
AWP Containment Breach - MW
StatTrak™ Desert Eagle Printstream - MW
★ Hand Wraps Leather - BS
M4A1-S Golden Coil - FN
★ Huntsman Knife Bright Water - FT 0.22
M4A1-S Master Piece - MW
Desert Eagle Printstream - FN
StatTrak™ USP-S Printstream - FT
★ Hand Wraps Giraffe - FT 0.24
★ Shadow Daggers Case Hardened - FT
Tec-9 Terrace - FN
Desert Eagle Ocean Drive - FN
★ Driver Gloves Overtake - FT 0.23
M4A4 Asiimov - WW
★ Gut Knife Bright Water - FT 0.15
★ Shadow Daggers Bright Water - FN
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Dark Water - FT 0.17
Souvenir M4A1-S Master Piece - FT
Sticker Titan (Foil) Cologne 2015 -
AWP BOOM - MW 0.10
★ Gut Knife Night - FT 0.18
AWP Wildfire - MW
★ Shadow Daggers Black Laminate - WW
AK-47 Bloodsport - MW - x3
StatTrak™ USP-S Orion - MW
StatTrak™ AK-47 Point Disarray - FN 0.003
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Cyrex - FN
StatTrak™ Desert Eagle Code Red - MW
AK-47 Redline - MW
Souvenir SG 553 Hazard Pay - WW
CS:GO Weapon Case -
Desert Eagle Printstream - MW
AK-47 Bloodsport - FT - x3
USP-S Printstream - FT - x4
M4A4 Hellfire - FN
M4A1-S Golden Coil - MW
SCAR-20 Brass - FN
Sticker Ninjas in Pyjamas (Holo) Katowice 2015 -
StatTrak™ AK-47 The Empress - FT
CZ75-Auto Emerald Quartz - FT - x2
AK-47 Neon Rider - MW
Sticker Titan Katowice 2015 -
P90 Cold Blooded - FN (iBP katowice 2014)
Desert Eagle Printstream - FT 0.18
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Decimator - FN 0.02
AK-47 First Class - FT
StatTrak™ M4A4 Bullet Rain - MW
StatTrak™ USP-S Overgrowth - MW
AWP Hyper Beast - MW
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Bright Water - MW (Dignitas Kato14)
Operation Bravo Case - - x2
StatTrak™ R8 Revolver Fade - FN
M4A4 Hellfire - MW 0.07
USP-S Printstream - BS
Sir Bloody Miami Darryl The Professionals -
USP-S Caiman - MW
AWP Electric Hive - MW
Souvenir SSG 08 Death Strike - BS
USP-S Orion - MW
USP-S Orion - MW (King On The Field)
StatTrak™ AK-47 Asiimov - BS
M4A1-S Golden Coil - FT - x2
Desert Eagle Printstream - BS
M4A4 Cyber Security - FN
M4A4 Hellfire - FT 0.15
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Player Two - FT
Sticker MOUZ (Foil) Stockholm 2021 -
Desert Eagle Golden Koi - FN
AWP Man-o'-war - MW
AWP Redline - FT - x2
MAC-10 Gold Brick - FN - x2
AK-47 Neon Rider - FT
Souvenir USP-S Royal Blue - MW
MP9 Hot Rod - FN - x2
P90 Asiimov - FN
Getaway Sally The Professionals -
AWP Man-o'-war - FT
StatTrak™ AWP Corticera - MW
StatTrak™ M4A4 Neo-Noir - MW
AWP Electric Hive - FT
StatTrak™ M4A4 Spider Lily - FN
AWP Hyper Beast - FT - x2
AK-47 Asiimov - FT
Sticker Titan Cologne 2015 -
Galil AR Cerberus - MW
Sticker TSM Kinguin (Foil) Katowice 2015 -
AK-47 Black Laminate - FT
Sticker Epsilon eSports (Holo) Cologne 2014 -
SG 553 Colony IV - FN
Five-SeveN Berries And Cherries - FN
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Decimator - MW
Number K The Professionals - - x3
AWP Neo-Noir - FT - x2
M4A4 龍王 (Dragon King) - FN
M4A1-S Guardian - FN
AK-47 The Empress - FT
AK-47 Leet Museo - MW
AWP Duality - FT
StatTrak™ Glock-18 Wasteland Rebel - FN
M4A1-S Cyrex - FN
Galil AR CAUTION! - MW
Souvenir UMP-45 Blaze - FN
AWP Neo-Noir - BS
M4A4 Desolate Space - FN
StatTrak™ USP-S Cortex - FN
Desert Eagle Midnight Storm - FN
AK-47 Nightwish - FT
P250 Mehndi - FN
AWP Chromatic Aberration - FT - x2
M4A1-S Mecha Industries - FT
StatTrak™ M4A4 Tooth Fairy - FN - x2
MAC-10 Fade - FN
StatTrak™ AWP Elite Build - FT
Desert Eagle Ocean Drive - FT - x2
Glock-18 Gamma Doppler - FN
StatTrak™ AUG Chameleon - FN
FAMAS Meltdown - FN
M4A1-S Cyrex - MW
AUG Wings - FN
G3SG1 Flux - FN
AK-47 Leet Museo - FT - x2
StatTrak™ AK-47 Blue Laminate - MW
Glock-18 Gamma Doppler - MW
Souvenir P90 Run and Hide - WW
StatTrak™ Glock-18 Snack Attack - MW
USP-S Neo-Noir - FT
AK-47 Neon Revolution - FT - x2
M4A4 In Living Color - MW
M4A1-S Chantico's Fire - WW
AK-47 Redline - FT - x5
StatTrak™ M4A4 Evil Daimyo - FN
Sir Bloody Skullhead Darryl The Professionals -
Sticker Virtus.Pro DreamHack 2014 -
USP-S The Traitor - FT
MP9 Starlight Protector - MW
USP-S Whiteout - MW
AK-47 Legion of Anubis - MW - x2
UMP-45 Blaze - FN - x2
StatTrak™ USP-S Blueprint - FT
M4A4 Buzz Kill - MW
Souvenir SSG 08 Blue Spruce - FT
SSG 08 Dragonfire - MW
P250 Cartel - FN
SG 553 Cyrex - FN
USP-S Monster Mashup - FT - x2
Sticker Leaving The Station (Holo) -
CZ75-Auto Emerald - FN
M4A4 Neo-Noir - MW
Five-SeveN Fairy Tale - FT
Bloody Darryl The Strapped The Professionals - - x2
Desert Eagle Kumicho Dragon - FT
XM1014 Tranquility - FN
FAMAS Commemoration - FT
Sir Bloody Silent Darryl The Professionals -
SSG 08 Dragonfire - FT
AK-47 Phantom Disruptor - FN
Nova Antique - FN - x2
SSG 08 Turbo Peek - FN
Glock-18 Water Elemental - FN
P250 Whiteout - FT - x2
AUG Death by Puppy - FN
Desert Eagle Kumicho Dragon - BS
M4A1-S Basilisk - FN
MAC-10 Neon Rider - FN
P250 See Ya Later - FN
MP7 Nemesis - FN
MP7 Fade - FN
SSG 08 Death's Head - FN
USP-S The Traitor - BS
Cache Pin - - x2
Special Agent Ava FBI - - x2
Sticker DickStacy Berlin 2019 -
USP-S Blueprint - MW
Galil AR Chatterbox - WW
AK-47 Blue Laminate - FN
Elite Trapper Solman Guerrilla Warfare -
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Leaded Glass - FT
MAC-10 Stalker - WW
StatTrak™ P250 Asiimov - FT
USP-S Royal Blue - MW
StatTrak™ FAMAS Mecha Industries - MW
G3SG1 Flux - MW
M4A4 龍王 (Dragon King) - WW
M4A1-S Decimator - FT
Glock-18 Bullet Queen - FT
M4A1-S Nightmare - FT
P250 Visions - MW
StatTrak™ AK-47 Slate - BS
AK-47 Blue Laminate - MW
Patch FURIA (Gold) Stockholm 2021 -
P250 Muertos - FN
Sealed Graffiti Recoil AK-47 (Tiger Orange) -
P2000 Imperial Dragon - FN
CZ75-Auto Victoria - FN
Aces High Pin - - x2
AK-47 Phantom Disruptor - MW
Desert Eagle Conspiracy - FN - x2
AK-47 Blue Laminate - FT
StatTrak™ Five-SeveN Retrobution - FN
StatTrak™ AUG Death by Puppy - FT
Glock-18 Neo-Noir - WW
StatTrak™ UMP-45 Momentum - FT
Dual Berettas Twin Turbo - MW
Lt. Commander Ricksaw NSWC SEAL -
Sticker Heroic (Holo) Antwerp 2022 -
Glock-18 Vogue - MW
StatTrak™ Music Kit Skog, Metal -
SCAR-20 Bloodsport - FN
SSG 08 Big Iron - FT
Bloodhound Pin -
M4A4 Tooth Fairy - MW - x2
AWP Mortis - FN
SSG 08 Detour - MW
Patch Vitality (Gold) Stockholm 2021 -
StatTrak™ Music Kit bbno$, u mad! -
AUG Carved Jade - FN
Victory Pin -
StatTrak™ Music Kit Laura Shigihara: Work Hard, Play Hard -
Col. Mangos Dabisi Guerrilla Warfare -
MP9 Starlight Protector - FT
Nuke Pin - - x2
USP-S Whiteout - FT
FAMAS Styx - FN
Desert Eagle Mecha Industries - MW
Glock-18 Umbral Rabbit - FN
Trapper Guerrilla Warfare -
M4A4 Neo-Noir - FT - x2
P250 Visions - FT
StatTrak™ M4A1-S Flashback - MW
Phoenix Pin -
AK-47 Emerald Pinstripe - BS
MAC-10 Heat - FN
Negev Power Loader - FN
P90 Nostalgia - FT
P90 Tiger Pit - MW
Patch Gambit Gaming (Gold) Stockholm 2021 -
AK-47 Slate - MW - x4
Sawed-Off Kiss♥Love - WW
Lieutenant Rex Krikey SEAL Frogman -
Welcome to the Clutch Pin -
FAMAS Valence - FN
Music Kit Mord Fustang, Diamonds -
Wildfire Pin -
M4A4 Global Offensive - MW
M4A1-S Basilisk - MW
StatTrak™ Desert Eagle Trigger Discipline - MW
Headcrab Glyph Pin -
MAC-10 Sakkaku - WW
Glock-18 Water Elemental - FT
Music Kit The Verkkars & n0thing, Flashbang Dance - - x2
Music Kit Damjan Mravunac, The Talos Principle -
Music Kit Daniel Sadowski, Total Domination -
Music Kit bbno$, u mad! -
Music Kit Daniel Sadowski, The 8-Bit Kit -
Sticker Virtus.Pro Atlanta 2017 -
USP-S Guardian - FN
SSG 08 Turbo Peek - FT
StatTrak™ PP-Bizon Osiris - FN
CZ75-Auto Syndicate - FN
FAMAS Djinn - MW
Music Kit Beartooth, Disgusting - - x2
StatTrak™ Galil AR Chromatic Aberration - FT
Tec-9 Toxic - MW
Music Kit Darude, Moments CSGO -
P250 Muertos - FT
M4A4 Spider Lily - MW
USP-S Stainless - FT
M4A4 Neo-Noir - BS
SG 553 Cyrex - WW
PP-Bizon High Roller - MW
Glove Case -
MP5-SD Phosphor - FT
Sticker Bomb Doge -
P250 See Ya Later - FT
FAMAS Eye of Athena - FT
AK-47 Rat Rod - FT
M4A1-S Basilisk - FT
MP9 Food Chain - MW
Sawed-Off Devourer - FT
Train Pin -
City 17 Pin -
Easy Peasy Pin - - x2
Baggage Pin -
Militia Pin -
Death Sentence Pin - - x2
SCAR-20 Cardiac - FT
& more
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2023.03.27 00:28 yellowmix Waves plugins from March 26 are subscription only
Waves introduces Creative Access at two subscription levels. You can pay monthly ($14.99 or $24.99) or annually ($149.99, $249.99. Annual costs less to equal 2 monthly period months. Essential gives you 110 plugins, and Ultimate gives you 220.
The marketing strategy from Waves is pretty good (for them), since they are leveraging the fact that if you use all Waves plugins, you can take advantage of professionally-made mixing chains in StudioRack. Third parties were already making such chains and succeeded so Waves decided to bring it home and capitalize it.
Waves' customers are segmented so you may not personally know who will subscribe. Waves has been making inroads in live production for a long time, and there is a lot of money in the worship tech segment. Imagine you are responsible for all audio in a conservative Baptist church in the Deep South. You need a turnkey solution for a particular budget. Waves has one, no one else does. The subscription is relatively nothing when everyone is tithing, though the pastor may not want to give up another $249.99 for the year.
So if you think you don't need Waves plugins, you're right, but you are not the customer they are seeking. If you're in not their target audience then do the rational thing and completely ignore them. Many people that have been around the block have already been doing it. Waves likely saw the writing on the wall and they've been laying the groundwork for a long time and pulled the trigger now. People wanted Waves to admit WUP is a subscription, so here it is.
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The marketing strategy from Waves is pretty good (for them), since they are leveraging the fact that if you use all Waves plugins, you can take advantage of professionally-made mixing chains in StudioRack. Third parties were already making such chains and succeeded so Waves decided to bring it home and capitalize it.
Waves' customers are segmented so you may not personally know who will subscribe. Waves has been making inroads in live production for a long time, and there is a lot of money in the worship tech segment. Imagine you are responsible for all audio in a conservative Baptist church in the Deep South. You need a turnkey solution for a particular budget. Waves has one, no one else does. The subscription is relatively nothing when everyone is tithing, though the pastor may not want to give up another $249.99 for the year.
So if you think you don't need Waves plugins, you're right, but you are not the customer they are seeking. If you're in not their target audience then do the rational thing and completely ignore them. Many people that have been around the block have already been doing it. Waves likely saw the writing on the wall and they've been laying the groundwork for a long time and pulled the trigger now. People wanted Waves to admit WUP is a subscription, so here it is.
2023.03.26 23:06 DifficultBoss Traded table saws with my (gently used ryobi for neglected dewalt). Advice on what fixes are important and what are aesthetic?
 | submitted by DifficultBoss to Tools [link] [comments] |
2023.03.26 22:57 Sicko_REV Daemonic Prince WIP
 | Build is finished and will be painted by the end of April hopefully, just working through 9 marines at the moment. submitted by Sicko_REV to NightLords [link] [comments] Full disclosure, saw an awesome conversion on Pinterest by a guy called "johnnyks" and wanted to replicate it. I don't think a Daemon Prince should need to be a massive model, to me it's a lord who has ascended and I see more of a Primach sized model. Go check out johnnyks on Pinterest, he does great work. I was trying to find a specific head from an AOS mini but have up. I extended the wings from an Archie's Forge NK head with some warp talon claws and greenstuff. I'll be able to fix it up a bit more with the tones of red, bit of a daemonic batman kinda vibe. Terminator shoulders to bulk him out a bit and a chain glaive from Pop Goes The Monkey. First time playing with magnets, just tried it out for storage options. |
2023.03.26 22:37 Desperate-Rip8610 Yandere Kidnaps Lonely Guy [F4M] [Yandere] [Unwilling] [Comforting]
Author: u/desperate-rip8610 and u/LovePhobos on reddit
Introduction: Life is dull and indifferent, everything you do is trivial, you've lost interest in your study's grinding away pointlessly, your friends feel distant and disconnected, and they don't care about you. One day your classmate invites you to a college party, you convince yourself to go out of boredom. At the party you have no one to talk to, going made you fell even more depressed, but then you see HIM sitting by himself in the corner of the room, he’s just like you, lonely and disconnected from everyone else, he understands your feelings, he’s the only one who can, you know at this moment he has to be yours he can only be yours, you need him, he does not know it but he needs you, you have to protect him, he needs to be yours.
*humming*
*chains rattling*
Oh! Good morning darling.
I was actually beginning to worry that you wouldn’t wake up...
Oh I’m sorry does your head hurt?
I’m really sorry darling but it was the only way I could get you here.
It shouldn’t leave a mark.
Oh don’t try to struggle darling.
I made sure your restraints are nice and tight.
*she raises her voice*
H-Hey! Stop screaming! It’s ok I’m not going to hurt you
No one will be able to hear you anyway; we are very far out from the nearest city...and also in a basement.
*sigh*
*her voice becomes cold and aggressive*
If you keep screaming I’m going to have to gag you.
Do you want that? Do you want to be gagged?
*back to normal voice*
Ok good, thank you for calming down.
*grabs a glass of water*
Here drink this. It should ease the pain.
Huh? What do you mean you don’t want to drink it?
It’s poisoned?
Why would I poison you darling, I love you!
This just has painkillers in it so your head doesn’t hurt as much.
You still won’t drink it? Ok fine ill just leave it here for a minute while you get adjusted.
*puts glass on floor*
Huh? *gasp*
You recognize me? Yeah from that college party?
That’s right! Yeah it’s me, (insert custom name)
Wow I didn’t think you remembered me...
Well I remembered you!
I saw you from across the party and you were sitting in the corner of the room.
Everyone else was talking to their friends or drinking but you were just sitting alone.
It made me so sad to see someone so beautiful all alone.
From that moment onward, I knew you had to be mine.
And now here you are!
What? Im crazy?
im not crazy. I’m just trying to save you from your old life.
And save me from my old life.
I was so bored and alone. I had a few friends but they never truly understood me.
But I feel as if you and I have a connection, you know?
Think of this as a fun holiday but instead of a few days, its forever!
*chains rattling*
Yes, forever! I’m never letting you out of my sight again.
The outside world is dangerous and sad and scary.
But in here it’s just you and me. Doesn’t that sound perfect?
I won’t get away with this?
What makes you think that?
Oh honey no... No one is looking for you.
Ive been watching the news the last few days and they never mentioned your name. There are no missing posters with a reward; there isn’t any huge search party. No one is looking.
*listener begins to cry*
Oh darling please doesn’t cry its ok! I’m here.
*she wraps her arms around him and holds him tight*
Shhh... You’re safe now...
*begins to pet his hair*
There you go. Let it all out darling.
You’ll never be alone again.
I promise I will never ever hurt you.
*listener stops crying*
There we go. Are you feeling better now?
I’m glad to hear it.
*stomach gurgling*
Oh sorry you must be starving!
Its ok ill go up and make us some food.
*she begins to head up stairs*
I’ll be right back darling. See you soon!
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Introduction: Life is dull and indifferent, everything you do is trivial, you've lost interest in your study's grinding away pointlessly, your friends feel distant and disconnected, and they don't care about you. One day your classmate invites you to a college party, you convince yourself to go out of boredom. At the party you have no one to talk to, going made you fell even more depressed, but then you see HIM sitting by himself in the corner of the room, he’s just like you, lonely and disconnected from everyone else, he understands your feelings, he’s the only one who can, you know at this moment he has to be yours he can only be yours, you need him, he does not know it but he needs you, you have to protect him, he needs to be yours.
*humming*
*chains rattling*
Oh! Good morning darling.
I was actually beginning to worry that you wouldn’t wake up...
Oh I’m sorry does your head hurt?
I’m really sorry darling but it was the only way I could get you here.
It shouldn’t leave a mark.
Oh don’t try to struggle darling.
I made sure your restraints are nice and tight.
*she raises her voice*
H-Hey! Stop screaming! It’s ok I’m not going to hurt you
No one will be able to hear you anyway; we are very far out from the nearest city...and also in a basement.
*sigh*
*her voice becomes cold and aggressive*
If you keep screaming I’m going to have to gag you.
Do you want that? Do you want to be gagged?
*back to normal voice*
Ok good, thank you for calming down.
*grabs a glass of water*
Here drink this. It should ease the pain.
Huh? What do you mean you don’t want to drink it?
It’s poisoned?
Why would I poison you darling, I love you!
This just has painkillers in it so your head doesn’t hurt as much.
You still won’t drink it? Ok fine ill just leave it here for a minute while you get adjusted.
*puts glass on floor*
Huh? *gasp*
You recognize me? Yeah from that college party?
That’s right! Yeah it’s me, (insert custom name)
Wow I didn’t think you remembered me...
Well I remembered you!
I saw you from across the party and you were sitting in the corner of the room.
Everyone else was talking to their friends or drinking but you were just sitting alone.
It made me so sad to see someone so beautiful all alone.
From that moment onward, I knew you had to be mine.
And now here you are!
What? Im crazy?
im not crazy. I’m just trying to save you from your old life.
And save me from my old life.
I was so bored and alone. I had a few friends but they never truly understood me.
But I feel as if you and I have a connection, you know?
Think of this as a fun holiday but instead of a few days, its forever!
*chains rattling*
Yes, forever! I’m never letting you out of my sight again.
The outside world is dangerous and sad and scary.
But in here it’s just you and me. Doesn’t that sound perfect?
I won’t get away with this?
What makes you think that?
Oh honey no... No one is looking for you.
Ive been watching the news the last few days and they never mentioned your name. There are no missing posters with a reward; there isn’t any huge search party. No one is looking.
*listener begins to cry*
Oh darling please doesn’t cry its ok! I’m here.
*she wraps her arms around him and holds him tight*
Shhh... You’re safe now...
*begins to pet his hair*
There you go. Let it all out darling.
You’ll never be alone again.
I promise I will never ever hurt you.
*listener stops crying*
There we go. Are you feeling better now?
I’m glad to hear it.
*stomach gurgling*
Oh sorry you must be starving!
Its ok ill go up and make us some food.
*she begins to head up stairs*
I’ll be right back darling. See you soon!
2023.03.26 22:20 gamelord12 PAX East 2023 games and impressions
In past years, I had written up a thread like this for the Linux gaming subreddit, but Steam Deck compatibility is so good these days that asking developers if their games will support Linux has become nearly irrelevant. Several of the games I demoed this year were run off of Steam Decks, and it's basically my assumption that most or all of these games will work via Proton. Normally I list these in the order that I enjoyed them, but my predictions with regards to the games' quality as final products has been so far off in the past that I'll just list them all alphabetically and then put my favorites at the bottom. I attended PAX with my brother and a friend of ours, so sometimes you'll see additional thoughts from them. Note that I didn't stop to see games I had already seen in past years, like Alien Hominid: Invasion, The Last Worker, or 30XX.
So if I had to pick the highlights of the show, they'd be Trail Out, Big Boy Boxing, and Backpack Hero, but again, a lot of that is influenced by what I've seen or haven't seen before. PAX East has been on a decline since the live service era, in my opinion, and it only accelerated in the COVID era, so after attending more than 10 of these, this might be the last one I go to for a while. Maybe more exhibitors will fill out the hall in the future, like the old days, but now it's a bit sparse with Microsoft, Sony, TinyBuild, AnnaPurna, and others pulling out. Plus I competed in perhaps the worst Guilty Gear Strive tournament here at PAX, which was single elimination, first to 1, on consoles with none of the DLC characters unlocked (and I'm a Goldlewis main). We also attended a panel about how the Gamecube was the best console ever, and the panel assembled an "essential" list of 15 games that included Kirby Air Ride but not F-Zero GX. So between that and the Guilty Gear tournament, the cops may not even allow PAX back next year, because those are some egregious crimes.
If anyone else attended and wanted to shout out some games and impressions, do so here.
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Alone in the Dark
One of the worst demos I've ever played. I'm sure the final game will be just fine, and I'm still excited to see it, no thanks to this demo that was basically just a walking simulator section where you play as a child. Immediately after this prologue chapter, implied by the ending trailer, was quite clearly where the game starts for real, but they didn't let us play that part. Honestly, it would have been better not to have a demo at all. Luckily I didn't wait in a long line to play it.Another Space Opera
This is a side scrolling 2D action game where you aim with the right stick. It felt like they wanted me to play tactically, and they give me a dodge roll on defense, but once you get significantly outnumbered, I felt like I was missing some crucial information on how to play the game. Overall, it felt pretty good, but I wasn't floored by what I played.Astro Colony
This game will not be done this year. It's a 3D automation and survival game like Factorio. The tutorial did a poor job of guiding me where to go, but the developer was there to show me what I was misunderstanding. In the course of a PAX demo, this is one of those games where, even if it was more finished, it would be difficult to really see the full loop of what it has to offer, but I'm intrigued enough to check back in with this game down the line.Atlas Fallen
The gist of this game is that it's God of War plus Horizon. It's got monsters in the overworld, they drop materials when they die, and you craft upgrades with those drops. If you want particular drops, you hunt particular monsters. There's a rudimentary conversation system for quests to send you out into the open world, and when you're actually in combat, it plays like the more aerial older God of War games, including the chain blades (at least, that's my read on it, but I'm admittedly not the most familiar with God of War). There's a Devil Trigger esque bar that fills up during combat, and the higher it gets, the more damage you do and the more damage you take, but you can spend it on equippable special moves at certain thresholds on the bar. I enjoyed it, but it's another one of those games that takes a while to see the whole loop.Animal Well
The metroidvania from publisher Big Mode. It seemed totally competent in its platforming, but the lack of instruction that they gave you reminded me of Axiom Verge. I didn't care for Axiom Verge by the mid game, because they were content to let you get really lost. I got the sense that this game has that in common, but it's impossible to tell that for sure from a 15 minute demo.Backpack Hero
I know this game has gotten some buzz over its early access period, but this is the first time I've played it, and it's deserved. Some UI bugs made it difficult to learn in a 20 minute demo, but combining the Resident Evil 4 inventory system with stat-based bonuses depending on their location is brilliant. My brother is calling this his game of the show.Big Boy Boxing
Holy cow, this was the surprise of the show for me. Remember how Cuphead's first reveal was in a montage of Microsoft games for like 4 seconds and everyone screamed at their TVs, "WAIT A SECOND!!! GO BACK!!"? Well, that's Big Boy Boxing. It's Punch-Out done in the modern era with gorgeous pixel art animation, and while it ditches the 3 round structure of Punch-Out, it just admits that these are boss fights in its level structure, like a Cuphead. Note that I never played the SNES or Wii Punch-Out games, so maybe it's less impressive if you've played those, but I loved it.C-Wars
Interesting concept that just wasn't working for me in execution. It's a story-focused roguelite that had way too wordy of a tutorial and yet I still felt lost afterward. Basically combat plays out in real time on a 2D sidescrolling plane, and you can step forward to attack and step back to dodge. Unfortunately, enemies were way too tanky, and I would frequently run out of ammo without understanding what I could have been doing differently. Maybe the tutorial just needs to be tidied up and I was doing something dumb, but I barely got to see any of this game as a result. I think I passed by someone playing it later, and there was an isometric combat mission as well, so I'm not sure how that part of the game plays.A Corgi's Cozy Hike
Just a simple 3D platformer where you play as a Corgi who can glide for some reason. There's sort of a Crackdown orb mechanic that allows you to climb higher as you progress. It felt reasonably good to play, but climbing up some walls could be problematic, and the demo stations themselves had frame rate and tearing issues that made it nearly nauseating to look at. It's cute, but not much more than that.Elsie
A Mega Man X esque roguelike with a parry mechanic. The parry seems pretty cool, but there were times where I unsuccessfully parried but thought I was successful until I saw my health had depleted anyway. A few too many mechanics revolved around percent chance and chance-based bullet spread for my tastes, and it reminded me that, for as much as I enjoyed its predecessor, I still haven't picked up 30XX yet. I should pick up 30XX when I get home.Endcycle Vs.
This is a multiplayer Mega Man Battle Network combat game. It doesn't quite have the card system, and the loadouts it replaced them with feels a little more like an arcade button masher than a tactical thinking man's game, but also I only got less than 20 minutes to make that evaluation, so take it with a grain of salt. This game reminded me that I still have One Step From Eden, untouched, in my Steam library, and even having not played it, if I were a betting man, I'd bet it's a better version of this. On looking up the store page for this game, it appears to have actually released last year.Friends vs. Friends
The first game this reminded me of was 007: Agent Under Fire multiplayer, with modifiers turned on, but also keep in mind that I think about that game more than most people. It's an old school 6th gen esque shooter, aimed at 1v1 or 2v2, with a card system that basically lets you turn on cheat codes mid match. I had a lot of fun with it. Unfortunately there's an XP system between matches that was visibly disabled for the PAX demo, so if they're targeting online with neither LAN nor split-screen, that means this will be yet another body in a giant pile of dead online-only games a month and a half after launch. I'd happily pick this up if I had the option to just goof off with 3 friends without having to worry about their servers though. Looking through their Steam forums, they acknowledged the desire for local play, but I'll wait until I can see the whites of the eyes of the feature before I pull the trigger and buy the game.Loco Motive
In perhaps the best title for a game at the show, this is a point and click adventure game about a whodunnit for a murder on a train. I'm not usually into this style of adventure game, but the pixel hunting aspect of it seems fairly reduced by highlighting all interactive elements in the scene, and both the animation and writing are excellent. The demo had no voice acting, but the final game supposedly will.Mina the Hollower
The game plays as well as you'd expect from the reveal videos. Very satisfying to play, and the burrow mechanic is very versatile. Tough but fair. I liked the chain weapon best of the three that were offered. The demo was over too quickly.Outcast 2: A New Beginning
I know this is a sequel to a cult classic, but I never played that one, so this is new to me. This is an open world action RPG that feels a lot like Mass Effect if Shepard was a lot more like Guardians of the Galaxy's Star Lord. It's got a decent sense of humor to the writing, and the combat felt like it could use some tuning, but I had a good time. Getting around with the jetpack, and there are several ways to do so, felt really good, with some Just Cause 3 glider inspiration behind it.Tempest Rising
I've never played more than a couple of missions of Command & Conquer in my life, but my friend tells me this game was basically C&C3 verbatim. I'm just fine with that, since EA doesn't make those games anymore, even though I'd rather see this genre explore a more controller-friendly path. Still, I love StarCraft II, and this game hit me right in the nostalgia centers for SCII. Unlike Alone in the Dark, this was basically the perfect demo level to show me the unit variety and base building while also allowing me to get away with being bad at the game.Trail Out
Apparently this game came out last year, and I didn't even notice. No one really makes racing games for normies like me anymore, but this one is made for me. Shortcuts, destruction, liberally encouraging you to slam into your fellow racers, and local multiplayer, allegedly with online multiplayer on its way (according to Steam forums). I had a big dumb smile on my face the whole time I was playing it, despite the fact that the frame rate dropped with enough physics objects on screen. This is all I need, right down to the soundtrack that feels like it was imported from 2005. Don't give me open world racers with real cars and realistic handling…this is what I've wanted more of for the past 20 years, but the genre largely forgot about me.Undisputed
This game feels like the boxing game for boxing fans. I'm not a boxing fan, but I can be entertained if a fight is on the TV at the bar. There's a lot of location based damage, and managing your stamina is super important. I'm not entirely sure how the numbers behind the scenes work, but they're sure to put most, if not all, of it on the screen. At some point, even though the location health where I got hit wasn't empty, I took some kind of critical hit and went down, and then you play a mini game with the triggers to get back up. I enjoyed my time with the demo despite not understanding why I lost, and boy did I get smoked.Untitled Train Game (THQ Nordic)
I couldn't tell you for the life of me where the train is in this game, but it's eerily close to Company of Heroes. Given the focus on your small squad and the ability to tactical pause and issue commands, I'd also say it's got a lot in common with Commandos. It's obviously still got time left to bake in development, and the one thing I'd like to see most is something in the UI that denotes each character's firing ranges.Wargroove 2
I just got into Wargroove 1 recently, and in fact, it's been the game I've been playing while waiting in line for other things at PAX. This sequel has new commanders and a roguelike mode. Each mission in the roguelike mode is an endurance test for your army to survive, and there are few opportunities to replenish them. I don't know that I need to say anything more. That first game is superb.Wreckreation
This game feels like Burnout, but it's also supposed to have Trackmania DNA. The demo gave you options for three different modes, and I chose the one labeled "race". It felt great, but the track was pretty boring. My brother played the mode that seemed most like the Trackmania mode, but he was underwhelmed and said it was mostly just placing small ramps in the middle of the track. I'm sure the full game is more sophisticated than that, but the demo didn't let our imaginations run wild. There were takedowns too, but going from past experience of Three Fields games, it probably won't have local multiplayer or about 3 other things that are important to me. Time will tell.Xenotilt
Apparently the sequel to a game called Demon's Tilt, this is a game billing itself as a pinball game crossed with a bullet hell, but in practice, it's mostly just pinball. I found it to be easy to lose track of where the ball teleports to when it switches between boards, but it's definitely more fun than your Windows XP Space Cadet pinball.So if I had to pick the highlights of the show, they'd be Trail Out, Big Boy Boxing, and Backpack Hero, but again, a lot of that is influenced by what I've seen or haven't seen before. PAX East has been on a decline since the live service era, in my opinion, and it only accelerated in the COVID era, so after attending more than 10 of these, this might be the last one I go to for a while. Maybe more exhibitors will fill out the hall in the future, like the old days, but now it's a bit sparse with Microsoft, Sony, TinyBuild, AnnaPurna, and others pulling out. Plus I competed in perhaps the worst Guilty Gear Strive tournament here at PAX, which was single elimination, first to 1, on consoles with none of the DLC characters unlocked (and I'm a Goldlewis main). We also attended a panel about how the Gamecube was the best console ever, and the panel assembled an "essential" list of 15 games that included Kirby Air Ride but not F-Zero GX. So between that and the Guilty Gear tournament, the cops may not even allow PAX back next year, because those are some egregious crimes.
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2023.03.26 21:50 _Triple_ [STORE] 900+ KNIVES/GLOVES/SKINS, 50.000$+ INVENTORY. M9 Fade, M4 Poseidon, Kara Gamma, BFK Freehand, BFK Bright Water, Spec Gloves Kimono, Nomad Fade, M9 Doppler, Skeleton, BFK B.Steel, AWP Fade, Stiletto Fade, S.Gloves Slingshot, BFK Ultra, Kara Damas, Bayo Lore, Bayo Gamma, Flip Fade & A Lot More
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KNIVES
★ Butterfly Knife Freehand FN #1, B/O: $1867
★ Butterfly Knife Bright Water MW, B/O: $1098
★ Butterfly Knife Blue Steel BS, B/O: $907
★ Butterfly Knife Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $789
★ Butterfly Knife Stained FT, B/O: $695
⎯★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth MW #1, B/O: $888
★ Bayonet Gamma Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $727
★ Bayonet Doppler (Phase 2) FN, B/O: $608
★ Bayonet Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $521
★ Bayonet Rust Coat BS, B/O: $253
★ Bayonet Night FT, B/O: $251
★ StatTrak™ Bayonet Lore MW, B/O: $751
⎯★ Karambit Gamma Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $1343
★ Karambit Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $774
★ Karambit Rust Coat BS, B/O: $537
★ Karambit Boreal Forest FT, B/O: $488
⎯★ M9 Bayonet Fade FN, B/O: $1523
★ M9 Bayonet Fade FN, B/O: $1523
★ M9 Bayonet Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $1008
★ M9 Bayonet Blue Steel FT, B/O: $534
★ M9 Bayonet Rust Coat BS, B/O: $449
⎯★ Flip Knife Fade FN, B/O: $703
★ Flip Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 1) MW, B/O: $509
★ Flip Knife Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $406
★ Flip Knife Freehand FT, B/O: $228
★ StatTrak™ Flip Knife Bright Water FN, B/O: $332
⎯★ Falchion Knife Doppler (Phase 2) FN, B/O: $292
★ Falchion Knife Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $264
★ Falchion Knife Marble Fade FN, B/O: $258
★ Falchion Knife Bright Water MW, B/O: $133
⎯★ Stiletto Knife Fade FN, B/O: $822
★ Stiletto Knife Slaughter FN, B/O: $569
★ Stiletto Knife Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $530
★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web FT, B/O: $396
★ StatTrak™ Stiletto Knife Scorched FT, B/O: $172
⎯★ Gut Knife Doppler (Sapphire) MW #1, B/O: $830
★ Gut Knife Fade FN, B/O: $204
★ Gut Knife Tiger Tooth FN, B/O: $138
★ Gut Knife Bright Water MW, B/O: $104
★ Gut Knife Freehand FT, B/O: $92
★ Gut Knife Urban Masked FT, B/O: $82
★ StatTrak™ Gut Knife Rust Coat BS, B/O: $93
⎯★ Shadow Daggers Fade FN, B/O: $258
★ Shadow Daggers Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $165
★ Shadow Daggers Blue Steel FT, B/O: $82
★ Shadow Daggers Bright Water FT, B/O: $82
★ Shadow Daggers Blue Steel WW, B/O: $80
★ Shadow Daggers Rust Coat BS, B/O: $74
★ StatTrak™ Shadow Daggers Marble Fade FN, B/O: $186
⎯★ Classic Knife Slaughter MW, B/O: $311
★ StatTrak™ Classic Knife Stained BS, B/O: $163
⎯★ Talon Knife Slaughter MW, B/O: $605
★ Talon Knife Scorched MW, B/O: $290
⎯★ Ursus Knife Marble Fade FN, B/O: $405
★ Ursus Knife Night Stripe MW, B/O: $162
⎯★ Paracord Knife Stained WW, B/O: $125
★ Paracord Knife Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $97
★ Paracord Knife Safari Mesh FT, B/O: $96
⎯★ Navaja Knife Safari Mesh FT, B/O: $71
★ Navaja Knife Scorched WW, B/O: $71
⎯★ Nomad Knife Fade FN, B/O: $1015
★ Skeleton Knife, B/O: $909
★ Bowie Knife Boreal Forest MW, B/O: $106
★ Survival Knife Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $97
GLOVES
★ Driver Gloves Crimson Weave FT, B/O: $335
★ Driver Gloves King Snake BS, B/O: $270
★ Driver Gloves Lunar Weave WW, B/O: $113
★ Driver Gloves Overtake WW, B/O: $88
★ Driver Gloves Overtake BS, B/O: $67
⎯★ Moto Gloves Transport MW, B/O: $171
★ Moto Gloves Polygon BS, B/O: $137
★ Moto Gloves Transport WW, B/O: $71
★ Moto Gloves 3rd Commando Company BS, B/O: $62
⎯★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Kimono WW, B/O: $1027
★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike FT, B/O: $654
★ Specialist Gloves Mogul FT, B/O: $295
★ Specialist Gloves Lt. Commander FT, B/O: $277
★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web FT, B/O: $275
⎯★ Sport Gloves Slingshot FT, B/O: $796
★ Sport Gloves Amphibious BS #2, B/O: $699
★ Sport Gloves Omega FT, B/O: $656
⎯★ Broken Fang Gloves Unhinged BS, B/O: $60
WEAPONS
AK-47 Case Hardened BS, B/O: $130
AK-47 Bloodsport MW, B/O: $79
AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76
AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76
AK-47 Bloodsport FT, B/O: $70
AK-47 Neon Rider MW, B/O: $60
⎯AWP Fade FN, B/O: $864
AWP BOOM MW, B/O: $84
AWP Containment Breach FT, B/O: $69
AWP Containment Breach FT, B/O: $69
AWP Wildfire FT, B/O: $59
AWP Chromatic Aberration FN, B/O: $59
StatTrak™ AWP Hyper Beast FT, B/O: $65
StatTrak™ AWP Hyper Beast FT, B/O: $65
⎯Desert Eagle Blaze FN, B/O: $565
Desert Eagle Blaze FN, B/O: $565
Desert Eagle Printstream FN, B/O: $155
Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $58
⎯M4A1-S Icarus Fell FN, B/O: $414
M4A1-S Printstream MW, B/O: $204
M4A1-S Printstream MW, B/O: $204
⎯M4A4 Poseidon FN, B/O: $1402
M4A4 The Emperor FN, B/O: $152
M4A4 Asiimov WW, B/O: $97
⎯USP-S Kill Confirmed MW, B/O: $65
USP-S Printstream FT, B/O: $69
StatTrak™ USP-S Kill Confirmed FT, B/O: $123
StatTrak™ USP-S Neo-Noir FN, B/O: $106
⎯AUG Flame Jörmungandr FN, B/O: $218
P2000 Ocean Foam FN, B/O: $139
Souvenir SSG 08 Death Strike MW, B/O: $81
CZ75-Auto Emerald Quartz MW, B/O: $61
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2023.03.26 21:48 DrawingCharacter2316 Haunted DS game
Ok, the very thing I’m about to tell you may sound fake, dear reader. Despite that, I can assure you that this is very real.
For context, I’m 23, I live alone and this might not sound very surprising but I’m a bit of a nerd.
I dropped out of college due to personal reasons and since then I’ve been steadily building up a collection of DS games. From Diddy Kong Racing to the much harder to find Shepherd's Crossing. I’ve sunk a lot of time and money into this. Back to the main point, recently I’ve started using Ebay, as the local thrift stores inventories have been lacking to say the very least. Most of what I’ve purchased from there have all been in great condition, it’s something I’d recommend if you’re a collector like myself.
However, things took a turn for the bizarre. As per usual, around a few times a week I get a knock on the door, thank the mailman and retreat back into my cozy little sanctuary.
(Edit: *Mailcarrier. Because god forbid the mailman ISN’T a male man.)
I ordered “M&M’s Break ‘Em” , a forgettable yet guilty pleasure of mine.
When I finally opened up the box there was a note “Thanks for Purchasing from so and so” (I have no interest in giving them any recognition after what happened.) Underneath was the case, clearly resealed with tape and a bonus “Grab Bag” of other games I’m assuming they needed to get rid of.
I peeled the tape off of the case carefully and there wasn’t anything inside. Great. $22 (Plus a hefty and unforgiving shipping fee) for nothing. I tossed it aside and impatiently sifted through the bag. Many of the games were broken. Some of them I already had. One cartridge caught my eye. It was white with no label except for residue from the sticker that was once on it before. I swallowed my pride and loaded it into my DS.
I was greeted with a bubble “Please Enter Password.” I didn’t know that you could password protect games but it isn’t completely unheard of. I tried the easy stuff first: 123, 246, 369 etc. etc. Then, other combinations: 111, 222 and so on.
666 seemed to work. I don’t know what edgelord figured that it absolutely needed a password but whatever. There was a loading screen that seemed to go on for what felt like ages when the menu finally loaded. “The Adventures of Rap Boy and..” the rest of the title didn’t fit on-screen. That’s.. Weird. I’ve never heard of this. In the background a rapid beat started to play. Its so familiar. I decided to check the save files, nothing.
I started a new game, put a fake name because I don’t feel comfortable letting tech companies know about me, its almost technophobic in a way.
(Edit: Before you get pissy with my choice of words AGAIN, its a real condition that I’ve talked about with my therapist before. I’m working through it one step at a time.)
I chose something a little stupid that I always go with “Fartbu-” It would be bubble but there was a text limit. Another loading screen but this time it was in the style of the Batman transitions. A womanly sounding voice spoke urgently “Fartbu, I need your help! Someone took my purse!” Lol. Sweet. Anyways, instructions scrolled by too quick for me to read them and I was immediately thrown into game. I got it. I’m playing some weird Batman ripoff.
The controls didn’t work very well and I’d clip through the ground a lot. I was running through a city with a yellowy tint overlay. The type of yellow you’d see on a chain-smoking single middle aged womans living room walls. It almost looked like a GTA clone. There was one objective thus far: Return the womans stolen purse.
Cars sped by, items being thrown at my character. I took varying levels of damage but no purse to be seen. It seemed really unfinished. Eventually I clipped into an alleyway where lo and behold, there was an item I could obtain. It didn’t look like the rest of the game in the way that it was lower in quality, pixelated, while the rest of the game looked more akin to the iCarly game that I was much more accustomed to over the years. This. This was uncanny valley if I’ve ever seen it. As soon as I clicked on it, I was shown “Mission Completed” along with my score. It flickered between 20-40 points. I continued on.
There was a cutscene where my character was rewarded with a shiny golden medallion for his good samaritinship. Suddenly my screen went completely black. It restarted but this time I got the Health and Safety warning. I decided to take a break because I had spent nearly all day tinkering with the faulty controls. When I looked out my window it was already dark outside. I tossed my DS aside and went to bed.
When I woke up I decided to use my laptop, checking my emails and such when I realized an unknown senders messages flooded my inbox. Annoyed, I deleted the spam. I remembered, the game. I went onto Ebay to leave a review but the seller’s page was gone. So were my confirmation emails so I couldn’t go back and check to see if maybe they had any contact information. They screwed me out of my game but its fine.
There’s the daily knock on the door. I put on my slippers and dragged myself to the door where I looked through the peephole, nothing. I opened the door enough so that the door chain would keep the space between me and the outdoors small. No package either. I must’ve been hearing things. I checked back on the game but when I once again started it up, there was another password. It had changed. I tried my previous attempts and got it eventually. Everything that happened yesterday happened again. Loading screen and Menu. The music this time did not play and there was no title. It must’ve gone through some kind of error to completely reset it. My previous and uneventful playthrough did not save. But there was something waiting for me in my save files. An untitled game that seemed to have more progress than I had made. I decided to load it up. “Are you sure you want to load this save?” Yes. I’m sure, DS.
This time the mission was a little more complicated. Even a little different from your typical Nintendo game. I had to resolve some sort of conflict that had resulted in a shootout. The screen loaded more slowly this time. The music suddenly startled me. It was distorted and quite frankly made me a little nervous. The woman called out for help once again but she sounded strange..
I ignored it and went through with my mission. The same city, same cars and same shitty mechanics. I arrived to the spot the game had been not so subtly guiding me towards. These pixel people were throwing banana peels and other fruit. It was fucking stupid but I clipped through the ground and started a cutscene. The screen flashed red and white to simulate taking damage but by the end of it they were all defeated.
Another award ceremony but this time, I could make out my characters face. Is that… Eminem?? I pieced it together. An Eminem DS game. That’s.. Really fucking stupid. I didn’t ask for this nor had I ever seen anyone talk about it.
I popped the game out mid scene and tossed it, and the rest of the games out. I messaged my friend about this because it was stupid and I needed someone to share this with. He answered immediately.
Me: Hey lol. You know how I collect games and shit right?
“L”: Yea
Me: Well this fucker scammed me and I ended up getting a weird foreign ripoff about.. You’ll never guess. Emi-Fucking-nem
“L”: Like… The rapper??
Me: Yeah and it’s super buggy. Like, it doesn’t play well and it came password protected
“L”: That’s retarded. Why would you even play it
Me: I didn’t even know what it was. It didn’t have any kind of markings or anything.
“L”: You’re lucky it isn’t haunted. Do you know how many of those Creepypasta assholes would hound you for it? Lmao
Me: Maybe I’d at least get my money back. Its too late. I got rid of it
END OF CONVERSATION
Or did I…? I didn’t realize that I left my DS on. The game was… still playing? How is this even possible. I got rid of it and there was NOTHING in the slot either. Maybe my friend was right and it was haunted. No, its probably some weird ass virus it gave my DS. I did a full reset and it was back to normal. That’s a relief. I’d be pretty pissed if some fucking game broke my DS that I payed good money for. They’re harder to come across for a reasonable price these days. I’m rambling but what happened next was disturbing.
My DS started the game again. I didn’t touch anything… Why is it doing this.
Suddenly the title screen was indescribable.. A bloody mess of limbs and organs scattered in the background to make a fucked up pattern and the glitchy music was so loud that it violated every one of my orifaces that could be accessed. I couldn’t stop from playing it once more. I went to the saves. This is what got me. My full legal name was on the screen. My hands shook violently and I wiped the sweat from my forehead. This was no joke. How did it know who I was? The screen went black and the usual mission screen played through. There was no text but the music cut in and out with the occasional blood curdling screech. It loaded but this wasn’t just any city. I realize it now. It was MY hometown. What the fuck is going on?? Is this a joke?? If it is, it isn’t fucking funny. The streets were covered in realistic blood and innards. There were women and children screaming for help and now cars slowly cruised by yelling obscenities at me. About how I was a monster and how could I have done something so horrible but I didn’t do anything. This was the games doing. I quickly shut it and went to call the police but what for? What are they gonna do about a video game? My phone had no service anyways which added to my unease.
I had no choice but to continue. I recognized all the places. The park that was by my home, the schools and the restaurants. I know where the game is taking me.. Or.. him (my character) it’s taking us to my home. I looked outside the window, nothing. I’m not sure what I thought I’d find but that took a little bit of the tension off of me. I let the game do what it does. Realization sat in with me. This is the smoothest its run since I got the damned thing.
We were nearing my street, I chewed my lip in anticipation as I kept glancing outside when suddenly there it was. My house. I wasn’t in control anymore, it was coming up the steps. This wasn’t just my town either, this was in current time, my curtain was pulled back at the corner where I had been looking and I moved into my bedroom.
The screen went black yet again. Damnit. It died.
There was banging at my door. This has to be a coincidence. I checked through the peephole, nothing. I once again cracked open the door when a bloody hand forced its way through the space and reached for me. I kicked the door shut firmly and went to grab a knife. There was a sticky note waiting for me on the counter. “Its no use, I’ve already been inside your house. Love, Slim.” This isn’t funn- My thought was interrupted by the front door swinging open, bringing and inevitable darkness with it. I dashed towards my room and locked the door.
Music was playing, the music from the menu. Shit. My DS had turned back on and was now giving away my more than obvious position. There was more banging and then.. Nothing. It was over. Or so I thought. I glimpsed down at my DS. There was plain white text.
“I’m in the closet.”
Slowly staring up I saw the face of true horror.
Eminem with sunken in black eyes, blood stained yellow teeth and fingernails and tattered clothes. This can’t be Eminem. He hasn’t looked like this in years.
He pointed to me and beckoned me over with a long scary contorted finger.
He smiled at me with his sharp crooked teeth. “Its been a long time, ______”
“I don’t understand! Why me? Why now? What did I do..?” I dropped to my knees, pleading with him between labored sobs.
He chuckled “You really don’t remember, do you? You were always so forgetful.” He grabbed my arm and stared into my eyes
Oh my god. That’s right. My parents took me to see him in concert when I was just a toddler. That day has haunted me ever since. While performing one of his hit songs he stared right into what felt like my soul “I’ll see you soon, ____” He muttered under his breath
Memories were flooding back. I remember. He was the mysterious man in the background of all of our family photos. I met his gaze “You. I know you. You’ve been following me”
“I have, and now it’s time for my revenge. I want you to feel as alone as I felt all those years.” His jaw unhinged and then everything went black.
Its been a year since then and I’m still getting adjusted to my human flesh.
Love, Slim.
The End
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For context, I’m 23, I live alone and this might not sound very surprising but I’m a bit of a nerd.
I dropped out of college due to personal reasons and since then I’ve been steadily building up a collection of DS games. From Diddy Kong Racing to the much harder to find Shepherd's Crossing. I’ve sunk a lot of time and money into this. Back to the main point, recently I’ve started using Ebay, as the local thrift stores inventories have been lacking to say the very least. Most of what I’ve purchased from there have all been in great condition, it’s something I’d recommend if you’re a collector like myself.
However, things took a turn for the bizarre. As per usual, around a few times a week I get a knock on the door, thank the mailman and retreat back into my cozy little sanctuary.
(Edit: *Mailcarrier. Because god forbid the mailman ISN’T a male man.)
I ordered “M&M’s Break ‘Em” , a forgettable yet guilty pleasure of mine.
When I finally opened up the box there was a note “Thanks for Purchasing from so and so” (I have no interest in giving them any recognition after what happened.) Underneath was the case, clearly resealed with tape and a bonus “Grab Bag” of other games I’m assuming they needed to get rid of.
I peeled the tape off of the case carefully and there wasn’t anything inside. Great. $22 (Plus a hefty and unforgiving shipping fee) for nothing. I tossed it aside and impatiently sifted through the bag. Many of the games were broken. Some of them I already had. One cartridge caught my eye. It was white with no label except for residue from the sticker that was once on it before. I swallowed my pride and loaded it into my DS.
I was greeted with a bubble “Please Enter Password.” I didn’t know that you could password protect games but it isn’t completely unheard of. I tried the easy stuff first: 123, 246, 369 etc. etc. Then, other combinations: 111, 222 and so on.
666 seemed to work. I don’t know what edgelord figured that it absolutely needed a password but whatever. There was a loading screen that seemed to go on for what felt like ages when the menu finally loaded. “The Adventures of Rap Boy and..” the rest of the title didn’t fit on-screen. That’s.. Weird. I’ve never heard of this. In the background a rapid beat started to play. Its so familiar. I decided to check the save files, nothing.
I started a new game, put a fake name because I don’t feel comfortable letting tech companies know about me, its almost technophobic in a way.
(Edit: Before you get pissy with my choice of words AGAIN, its a real condition that I’ve talked about with my therapist before. I’m working through it one step at a time.)
I chose something a little stupid that I always go with “Fartbu-” It would be bubble but there was a text limit. Another loading screen but this time it was in the style of the Batman transitions. A womanly sounding voice spoke urgently “Fartbu, I need your help! Someone took my purse!” Lol. Sweet. Anyways, instructions scrolled by too quick for me to read them and I was immediately thrown into game. I got it. I’m playing some weird Batman ripoff.
The controls didn’t work very well and I’d clip through the ground a lot. I was running through a city with a yellowy tint overlay. The type of yellow you’d see on a chain-smoking single middle aged womans living room walls. It almost looked like a GTA clone. There was one objective thus far: Return the womans stolen purse.
Cars sped by, items being thrown at my character. I took varying levels of damage but no purse to be seen. It seemed really unfinished. Eventually I clipped into an alleyway where lo and behold, there was an item I could obtain. It didn’t look like the rest of the game in the way that it was lower in quality, pixelated, while the rest of the game looked more akin to the iCarly game that I was much more accustomed to over the years. This. This was uncanny valley if I’ve ever seen it. As soon as I clicked on it, I was shown “Mission Completed” along with my score. It flickered between 20-40 points. I continued on.
There was a cutscene where my character was rewarded with a shiny golden medallion for his good samaritinship. Suddenly my screen went completely black. It restarted but this time I got the Health and Safety warning. I decided to take a break because I had spent nearly all day tinkering with the faulty controls. When I looked out my window it was already dark outside. I tossed my DS aside and went to bed.
When I woke up I decided to use my laptop, checking my emails and such when I realized an unknown senders messages flooded my inbox. Annoyed, I deleted the spam. I remembered, the game. I went onto Ebay to leave a review but the seller’s page was gone. So were my confirmation emails so I couldn’t go back and check to see if maybe they had any contact information. They screwed me out of my game but its fine.
There’s the daily knock on the door. I put on my slippers and dragged myself to the door where I looked through the peephole, nothing. I opened the door enough so that the door chain would keep the space between me and the outdoors small. No package either. I must’ve been hearing things. I checked back on the game but when I once again started it up, there was another password. It had changed. I tried my previous attempts and got it eventually. Everything that happened yesterday happened again. Loading screen and Menu. The music this time did not play and there was no title. It must’ve gone through some kind of error to completely reset it. My previous and uneventful playthrough did not save. But there was something waiting for me in my save files. An untitled game that seemed to have more progress than I had made. I decided to load it up. “Are you sure you want to load this save?” Yes. I’m sure, DS.
This time the mission was a little more complicated. Even a little different from your typical Nintendo game. I had to resolve some sort of conflict that had resulted in a shootout. The screen loaded more slowly this time. The music suddenly startled me. It was distorted and quite frankly made me a little nervous. The woman called out for help once again but she sounded strange..
I ignored it and went through with my mission. The same city, same cars and same shitty mechanics. I arrived to the spot the game had been not so subtly guiding me towards. These pixel people were throwing banana peels and other fruit. It was fucking stupid but I clipped through the ground and started a cutscene. The screen flashed red and white to simulate taking damage but by the end of it they were all defeated.
Another award ceremony but this time, I could make out my characters face. Is that… Eminem?? I pieced it together. An Eminem DS game. That’s.. Really fucking stupid. I didn’t ask for this nor had I ever seen anyone talk about it.
I popped the game out mid scene and tossed it, and the rest of the games out. I messaged my friend about this because it was stupid and I needed someone to share this with. He answered immediately.
Me: Hey lol. You know how I collect games and shit right?
“L”: Yea
Me: Well this fucker scammed me and I ended up getting a weird foreign ripoff about.. You’ll never guess. Emi-Fucking-nem
“L”: Like… The rapper??
Me: Yeah and it’s super buggy. Like, it doesn’t play well and it came password protected
“L”: That’s retarded. Why would you even play it
Me: I didn’t even know what it was. It didn’t have any kind of markings or anything.
“L”: You’re lucky it isn’t haunted. Do you know how many of those Creepypasta assholes would hound you for it? Lmao
Me: Maybe I’d at least get my money back. Its too late. I got rid of it
END OF CONVERSATION
Or did I…? I didn’t realize that I left my DS on. The game was… still playing? How is this even possible. I got rid of it and there was NOTHING in the slot either. Maybe my friend was right and it was haunted. No, its probably some weird ass virus it gave my DS. I did a full reset and it was back to normal. That’s a relief. I’d be pretty pissed if some fucking game broke my DS that I payed good money for. They’re harder to come across for a reasonable price these days. I’m rambling but what happened next was disturbing.
My DS started the game again. I didn’t touch anything… Why is it doing this.
Suddenly the title screen was indescribable.. A bloody mess of limbs and organs scattered in the background to make a fucked up pattern and the glitchy music was so loud that it violated every one of my orifaces that could be accessed. I couldn’t stop from playing it once more. I went to the saves. This is what got me. My full legal name was on the screen. My hands shook violently and I wiped the sweat from my forehead. This was no joke. How did it know who I was? The screen went black and the usual mission screen played through. There was no text but the music cut in and out with the occasional blood curdling screech. It loaded but this wasn’t just any city. I realize it now. It was MY hometown. What the fuck is going on?? Is this a joke?? If it is, it isn’t fucking funny. The streets were covered in realistic blood and innards. There were women and children screaming for help and now cars slowly cruised by yelling obscenities at me. About how I was a monster and how could I have done something so horrible but I didn’t do anything. This was the games doing. I quickly shut it and went to call the police but what for? What are they gonna do about a video game? My phone had no service anyways which added to my unease.
I had no choice but to continue. I recognized all the places. The park that was by my home, the schools and the restaurants. I know where the game is taking me.. Or.. him (my character) it’s taking us to my home. I looked outside the window, nothing. I’m not sure what I thought I’d find but that took a little bit of the tension off of me. I let the game do what it does. Realization sat in with me. This is the smoothest its run since I got the damned thing.
We were nearing my street, I chewed my lip in anticipation as I kept glancing outside when suddenly there it was. My house. I wasn’t in control anymore, it was coming up the steps. This wasn’t just my town either, this was in current time, my curtain was pulled back at the corner where I had been looking and I moved into my bedroom.
The screen went black yet again. Damnit. It died.
There was banging at my door. This has to be a coincidence. I checked through the peephole, nothing. I once again cracked open the door when a bloody hand forced its way through the space and reached for me. I kicked the door shut firmly and went to grab a knife. There was a sticky note waiting for me on the counter. “Its no use, I’ve already been inside your house. Love, Slim.” This isn’t funn- My thought was interrupted by the front door swinging open, bringing and inevitable darkness with it. I dashed towards my room and locked the door.
Music was playing, the music from the menu. Shit. My DS had turned back on and was now giving away my more than obvious position. There was more banging and then.. Nothing. It was over. Or so I thought. I glimpsed down at my DS. There was plain white text.
“I’m in the closet.”
Slowly staring up I saw the face of true horror.
Eminem with sunken in black eyes, blood stained yellow teeth and fingernails and tattered clothes. This can’t be Eminem. He hasn’t looked like this in years.
He pointed to me and beckoned me over with a long scary contorted finger.
He smiled at me with his sharp crooked teeth. “Its been a long time, ______”
“I don’t understand! Why me? Why now? What did I do..?” I dropped to my knees, pleading with him between labored sobs.
He chuckled “You really don’t remember, do you? You were always so forgetful.” He grabbed my arm and stared into my eyes
Oh my god. That’s right. My parents took me to see him in concert when I was just a toddler. That day has haunted me ever since. While performing one of his hit songs he stared right into what felt like my soul “I’ll see you soon, ____” He muttered under his breath
Memories were flooding back. I remember. He was the mysterious man in the background of all of our family photos. I met his gaze “You. I know you. You’ve been following me”
“I have, and now it’s time for my revenge. I want you to feel as alone as I felt all those years.” His jaw unhinged and then everything went black.
Its been a year since then and I’m still getting adjusted to my human flesh.
Love, Slim.
The End
2023.03.26 21:34 Well_Rounded_Raven GG at the Jewels?
My niece is 99.9% sure she saw MistaGG, MissesGG and BabyGG at the grocery store last month. I asked if she said “hi” or told him she was a fan (I’m a grown 50 year old that got the young ones in the fam interested in GG by sharing the Gingerdead Man video)
She did not say hi because she wasn’t sure of the etiquette when seeing a YouTuber shopping for groceries. So, what is the etiquette? Do you say hi or not?
*GG siting wasn’t actually at the Jewels, but another grocery chain not as common.
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She did not say hi because she wasn’t sure of the etiquette when seeing a YouTuber shopping for groceries. So, what is the etiquette? Do you say hi or not?
*GG siting wasn’t actually at the Jewels, but another grocery chain not as common.
2023.03.26 21:04 BenedickCabbagepatch I think I'm going to put an offer in tomorrow - anything I should ask about/know beforehand?
Hi guys!
My third post here in what I think is that many days. I feel a little silly to have only begun my house hunt last week and yet I think I've already found the property I want! I saw two beforehand where I felt rather indifferent, but upon viewing the third I was just walking around with a grin on my face.
I want to go ahead and make an offer for it, but I worry there are a few holes I've not covered and I'd like the benefit of others' experience (as well as to comfort my anxiety).
I'll start by detailing what I haven't asked about, then what I do know and then what my plan is going forward... I apologise if it's rather long and, of course, you don't need to read this post but I will be grateful for any help I do get.
-It's a top-floor "under-roof" property in a historic house. Energy rating is C
-I asked about any history with leaks or maintenance issues, was told there were none.
-No onward chain; the last owners were living there but have already moved out; I don't know why the place was still furnished, but only white goods are included.
-Estate agent couldn't tell me how old the boiler was; I need to follow up on this in writing. Was told it's serviced annually.
-Property is Share of Freehold, only six flats; no proper residents' committee, apparently, but they all pay an annual service charge of £1,221 into a common kitty.
-125 years left on the Share of Freehold
-Everything looked to be in good condition. Double-glazed windows looked good and fairly new, though I didn't think to check if any had fogged.
-Fridge wasn't running; seemed to have been switched off. I didn't check the water pressure/if the taps were running hot.
-No obvious mould, the two bathrooms had extractor fans.
-Land registry had the property last selling for £183k, they want £200k for it now.
Now my blindspots/issues:
-I didn't ask who the owners were or what their current situation is; I believe they've already bought their next property (I think I was told that), but I don't know why they left their furniture behind if they intend to dispose of it. I was told they'd be open to discussing leaving some behind.
-I didn't ask for any certificate about the state of the electronics
-I don't know about the parking situation; looks like an on-street free-for-all. Fine for me, as I don't drive and walk everywhere, but I wonder about resale.
-My sister thinks I should have been trying to move furniture to check the walls behind; but I think stuff like that would just come up in the survey anyway?
As for my plans going forward; I am supposed to view another property with these Estate Agents tomorrow, but it's got a lot of work that needs doing to it and having viewed a property in the same building, I've gone off it. I think I want this property.
So I am thinking of emailing them to either cancel that viewing or see this one a second time.
Should I add my above questions, saying I am considering an offer pending some answers to those? Or should I call them up or discuss this in person?
Anyway, that's it I suppose. Thanks for your patience if you read all that. I'm obviously both very excited but also very nervous. I really liked this property! I intend to just put up their price as my first offer (the price is "offers over" 200k) and bump it up if it's not accepted by £10k. I suppose if that doesn't go down I'll walk away, as this really is the ceiling for what I'd consider a flat to be worth; properties nearby, though not quite as nice, are all in the £160-200k sort of region.
Any comments on what I know, what I've asked, what I should ask for or my game plan going forward would be most appreciated!
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My third post here in what I think is that many days. I feel a little silly to have only begun my house hunt last week and yet I think I've already found the property I want! I saw two beforehand where I felt rather indifferent, but upon viewing the third I was just walking around with a grin on my face.
I want to go ahead and make an offer for it, but I worry there are a few holes I've not covered and I'd like the benefit of others' experience (as well as to comfort my anxiety).
I'll start by detailing what I haven't asked about, then what I do know and then what my plan is going forward... I apologise if it's rather long and, of course, you don't need to read this post but I will be grateful for any help I do get.
-It's a top-floor "under-roof" property in a historic house. Energy rating is C
-I asked about any history with leaks or maintenance issues, was told there were none.
-No onward chain; the last owners were living there but have already moved out; I don't know why the place was still furnished, but only white goods are included.
-Estate agent couldn't tell me how old the boiler was; I need to follow up on this in writing. Was told it's serviced annually.
-Property is Share of Freehold, only six flats; no proper residents' committee, apparently, but they all pay an annual service charge of £1,221 into a common kitty.
-125 years left on the Share of Freehold
-Everything looked to be in good condition. Double-glazed windows looked good and fairly new, though I didn't think to check if any had fogged.
-Fridge wasn't running; seemed to have been switched off. I didn't check the water pressure/if the taps were running hot.
-No obvious mould, the two bathrooms had extractor fans.
-Land registry had the property last selling for £183k, they want £200k for it now.
Now my blindspots/issues:
-I didn't ask who the owners were or what their current situation is; I believe they've already bought their next property (I think I was told that), but I don't know why they left their furniture behind if they intend to dispose of it. I was told they'd be open to discussing leaving some behind.
-I didn't ask for any certificate about the state of the electronics
-I don't know about the parking situation; looks like an on-street free-for-all. Fine for me, as I don't drive and walk everywhere, but I wonder about resale.
-My sister thinks I should have been trying to move furniture to check the walls behind; but I think stuff like that would just come up in the survey anyway?
As for my plans going forward; I am supposed to view another property with these Estate Agents tomorrow, but it's got a lot of work that needs doing to it and having viewed a property in the same building, I've gone off it. I think I want this property.
So I am thinking of emailing them to either cancel that viewing or see this one a second time.
Should I add my above questions, saying I am considering an offer pending some answers to those? Or should I call them up or discuss this in person?
Anyway, that's it I suppose. Thanks for your patience if you read all that. I'm obviously both very excited but also very nervous. I really liked this property! I intend to just put up their price as my first offer (the price is "offers over" 200k) and bump it up if it's not accepted by £10k. I suppose if that doesn't go down I'll walk away, as this really is the ceiling for what I'd consider a flat to be worth; properties nearby, though not quite as nice, are all in the £160-200k sort of region.
Any comments on what I know, what I've asked, what I should ask for or my game plan going forward would be most appreciated!
2023.03.26 21:02 KausGo TIL - Blue Spider Lily and Sun-Breathers
Credit to Cryymlokk for pointing this out:
The two of the biggest enduring mysteries of the story are the Blue Spider Lily and the existence of Yoroichi. What makes the Blue Spider Lily special? How did the medicine made from it create the first demon? Why has Yoroichi always been so incredibly strong? Why was he born special?
We still don't know the whole reasons, but it seems the two mysteries are actually connected. And this connection plays into the story both narratively and thematically.
In practical terms, you can think of Yoroichi having an extremely strong life-force since birth. That is the reason behind his incredible strength. Its so strong that it could actually "infect" others in form of the demon-slayer mark and make them stronger as well. But since their bodies didn't have the life-force to endure it, they ended up dying young.
Similarly, you can think of the Blue Spider Lily as granting a similar kind of strong life-force - it can help you conquer death by turning you into a demon. We don't know how those flowers first came to be, but we do know of one place where they grew - on Uta's grave.
Uta was Yoroichi's wife and she died carrying Yoroichi's child. So it might be more accurate to say that it was on that child's grave that those flowers grew. So basically, you have the child of the strongest warrior of all times on whose grave the very flower that created the first and strongest demon grew. Don't tell me there is no connection there.
It also so happens that the family that lives close to that place ends up passing down the sun-breathing style through generations perfectly. And that the descendant who joins the demon-slayer ranks generations later saw those flowers as a kid and becomes the first to manifest the mark.
I'm still not sure what the connection between the two could be - does the flower have something to do with why Yoroichi is so powerful or does his bloodline somehow responsible for the creation of the flower? I don't know, but there seems to be a connection.
Meanwhile, there is thematic significance to this as well.
Red Spider Lillies are apparently significant in Japanese culture. They grow along the shores of Sanzu river and guide the dead to their reincarnation. The Blue Spider Lily could be seen as the antithesis and represent damnation as opposed to salvation.
They were used to create demons in the first place - so that's one form of damnation.
A demon killing Yoroichi's wife and child was what led the man to pick up his sword and start hunting demons. Without that, he might've simply spent his life quietly on the mountains. He was the one who came closest to killing Muzan in that age and he traumatized the guy so bad that even his demons could feel the second-hand PTSD centuries later.
So the flower growing on his wife's grave represents Muzan being damned once again.
And then, Muzan's search for the flower led him to the Kamado residence, where the massacre started a chain of events that ultimately led to his defeat. It also ties to the previous one because Yoroichi's techniques that were passed down were also what led to his death.
So that's thrice-damned.
This is pretty damn subtle. Apparently these details are from a fanbook, not the actual manga - but I feel like these random bits of trivia ended up making the story even more powerful and meaningful.
Thoughts?
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The two of the biggest enduring mysteries of the story are the Blue Spider Lily and the existence of Yoroichi. What makes the Blue Spider Lily special? How did the medicine made from it create the first demon? Why has Yoroichi always been so incredibly strong? Why was he born special?
We still don't know the whole reasons, but it seems the two mysteries are actually connected. And this connection plays into the story both narratively and thematically.
In practical terms, you can think of Yoroichi having an extremely strong life-force since birth. That is the reason behind his incredible strength. Its so strong that it could actually "infect" others in form of the demon-slayer mark and make them stronger as well. But since their bodies didn't have the life-force to endure it, they ended up dying young.
Similarly, you can think of the Blue Spider Lily as granting a similar kind of strong life-force - it can help you conquer death by turning you into a demon. We don't know how those flowers first came to be, but we do know of one place where they grew - on Uta's grave.
Uta was Yoroichi's wife and she died carrying Yoroichi's child. So it might be more accurate to say that it was on that child's grave that those flowers grew. So basically, you have the child of the strongest warrior of all times on whose grave the very flower that created the first and strongest demon grew. Don't tell me there is no connection there.
It also so happens that the family that lives close to that place ends up passing down the sun-breathing style through generations perfectly. And that the descendant who joins the demon-slayer ranks generations later saw those flowers as a kid and becomes the first to manifest the mark.
I'm still not sure what the connection between the two could be - does the flower have something to do with why Yoroichi is so powerful or does his bloodline somehow responsible for the creation of the flower? I don't know, but there seems to be a connection.
Meanwhile, there is thematic significance to this as well.
Red Spider Lillies are apparently significant in Japanese culture. They grow along the shores of Sanzu river and guide the dead to their reincarnation. The Blue Spider Lily could be seen as the antithesis and represent damnation as opposed to salvation.
They were used to create demons in the first place - so that's one form of damnation.
A demon killing Yoroichi's wife and child was what led the man to pick up his sword and start hunting demons. Without that, he might've simply spent his life quietly on the mountains. He was the one who came closest to killing Muzan in that age and he traumatized the guy so bad that even his demons could feel the second-hand PTSD centuries later.
So the flower growing on his wife's grave represents Muzan being damned once again.
And then, Muzan's search for the flower led him to the Kamado residence, where the massacre started a chain of events that ultimately led to his defeat. It also ties to the previous one because Yoroichi's techniques that were passed down were also what led to his death.
So that's thrice-damned.
This is pretty damn subtle. Apparently these details are from a fanbook, not the actual manga - but I feel like these random bits of trivia ended up making the story even more powerful and meaningful.
Thoughts?
2023.03.26 20:53 DrawingCharacter2316 Haunted DS game
Ok, the very thing I’m about to tell you may sound fake, dear reader. Despite that, I can assure you that this is very real.
For context, I’m 23, I live alone and this might not sound very surprising but I’m a bit of a nerd.
I dropped out of college due to personal reasons and since then I’ve been steadily building up a collection of DS games. From Diddy Kong Racing to the much harder to find Shepherd's Crossing. I’ve sunk a lot of time and money into this. Back to the main point, recently I’ve started using Ebay, as the local thrift stores inventories have been lacking to say the very least. Most of what I’ve purchased from there have all been in great condition, it’s something I’d recommend if you’re a collector like myself.
However, things took a turn for the bizarre. As per usual, around a few times a week I get a knock on the door, thank the mailman and retreat back into my cozy little sanctuary.
(Edit: *Mailcarrier. Because god forbid the mailman ISN’T a male man.)
I ordered “M&M’s Break ‘Em” , a forgettable yet guilty pleasure of mine.
When I finally opened up the box there was a note “Thanks for Purchasing from so and so” (I have no interest in giving them any recognition after what happened.) Underneath was the case, clearly resealed with tape and a bonus “Grab Bag” of other games I’m assuming they needed to get rid of.
I peeled the tape off of the case carefully and there wasn’t anything inside. Great. $22 (Plus a hefty and unforgiving shipping fee) for nothing. I tossed it aside and impatiently sifted through the bag. Many of the games were broken. Some of them I already had. One cartridge caught my eye. It was white with no label except for residue from the sticker that was once on it before. I swallowed my pride and loaded it into my DS.
I was greeted with a bubble “Please Enter Password.” I didn’t know that you could password protect games but it isn’t completely unheard of. I tried the easy stuff first: 123, 246, 369 etc. etc. Then, other combinations: 111, 222 and so on.
666 seemed to work. I don’t know what edgelord figured that it absolutely needed a password but whatever. There was a loading screen that seemed to go on for what felt like ages when the menu finally loaded. “The Adventures of Rap Boy and..” the rest of the title didn’t fit on-screen. That’s.. Weird. I’ve never heard of this. In the background a rapid beat started to play. Its so familiar. I decided to check the save files, nothing.
I started a new game, put a fake name because I don’t feel comfortable letting tech companies know about me, its almost technophobic in a way.
(Edit: Before you get pissy with my choice of words AGAIN, its a real condition that I’ve talked about with my therapist before. I’m working through it one step at a time.)
I chose something a little stupid that I always go with “Fartbu-” It would be bubble but there was a text limit. Another loading screen but this time it was in the style of the Batman transitions. A womanly sounding voice spoke urgently “Fartbu, I need your help! Someone took my purse!” Lol. Sweet. Anyways, instructions scrolled by too quick for me to read them and I was immediately thrown into game. I got it. I’m playing some weird Batman ripoff.
The controls didn’t work very well and I’d clip through the ground a lot. I was running through a city with a yellowy tint overlay. The type of yellow you’d see on a chain-smoking single middle aged womans living room walls. It almost looked like a GTA clone. There was one objective thus far: Return the womans stolen purse.
Cars sped by, items being thrown at my character. I took varying levels of damage but no purse to be seen. It seemed really unfinished. Eventually I clipped into an alleyway where lo and behold, there was an item I could obtain. It didn’t look like the rest of the game in the way that it was lower in quality, pixelated, while the rest of the game looked more akin to the iCarly game that I was much more accustomed to over the years. This. This was uncanny valley if I’ve ever seen it. As soon as I clicked on it, I was shown “Mission Completed” along with my score. It flickered between 20-40 points. I continued on.
There was a cutscene where my character was rewarded with a shiny golden medallion for his good samaritinship. Suddenly my screen went completely black. It restarted but this time I got the Health and Safety warning. I decided to take a break because I had spent nearly all day tinkering with the faulty controls. When I looked out my window it was already dark outside. I tossed my DS aside and went to bed.
When I woke up I decided to use my laptop, checking my emails and such when I realized an unknown senders messages flooded my inbox. Annoyed, I deleted the spam. I remembered, the game. I went onto Ebay to leave a review but the seller’s page was gone. So were my confirmation emails so I couldn’t go back and check to see if maybe they had any contact information. They screwed me out of my game but its fine.
There’s the daily knock on the door. I put on my slippers and dragged myself to the door where I looked through the peephole, nothing. I opened the door enough so that the door chain would keep the space between me and the outdoors small. No package either. I must’ve been hearing things. I checked back on the game but when I once again started it up, there was another password. It had changed. I tried my previous attempts and got it eventually. Everything that happened yesterday happened again. Loading screen and Menu. The music this time did not play and there was no title. It must’ve gone through some kind of error to completely reset it. My previous and uneventful playthrough did not save. But there was something waiting for me in my save files. An untitled game that seemed to have more progress than I had made. I decided to load it up. “Are you sure you want to load this save?” Yes. I’m sure, DS.
This time the mission was a little more complicated. Even a little different from your typical Nintendo game. I had to resolve some sort of conflict that had resulted in a shootout. The screen loaded more slowly this time. The music suddenly startled me. It was distorted and quite frankly made me a little nervous. The woman called out for help once again but she sounded strange..
I ignored it and went through with my mission. The same city, same cars and same shitty mechanics. I arrived to the spot the game had been not so subtly guiding me towards. These pixel people were throwing banana peels and other fruit. It was fucking stupid but I clipped through the ground and started a cutscene. The screen flashed red and white to simulate taking damage but by the end of it they were all defeated.
Another award ceremony but this time, I could make out my characters face. Is that… Eminem?? I pieced it together. An Eminem DS game. That’s.. Really fucking stupid. I didn’t ask for this nor had I ever seen anyone talk about it.
I popped the game out mid scene and tossed it, and the rest of the games out. I messaged my friend about this because it was stupid and I needed someone to share this with. He answered immediately.
Me: Hey lol. You know how I collect games and shit right?
“L”: Yea
Me: Well this fucker scammed me and I ended up getting a weird foreign ripoff about.. You’ll never guess. Emi-Fucking-nem
“L”: Like… The rapper??
Me: Yeah and it’s super buggy. Like, it doesn’t play well and it came password protected
“L”: That’s retarded. Why would you even play it
Me: I didn’t even know what it was. It didn’t have any kind of markings or anything.
“L”: You’re lucky it isn’t haunted. Do you know how many of those Creepypasta assholes would hound you for it? Lmao
Me: Maybe I’d at least get my money back. Its too late. I got rid of it
END OF CONVERSATION
Or did I…? I didn’t realize that I left my DS on. The game was… still playing? How is this even possible. I got rid of it and there was NOTHING in the slot either. Maybe my friend was right and it was haunted. No, its probably some weird ass virus it gave my DS. I did a full reset and it was back to normal. That’s a relief. I’d be pretty pissed if some fucking game broke my DS that I payed good money for. They’re harder to come across for a reasonable price these days. I’m rambling but what happened next was disturbing.
My DS started the game again. I didn’t touch anything… Why is it doing this.
Suddenly the title screen was indescribable.. A bloody mess of limbs and organs scattered in the background to make a fucked up pattern and the glitchy music was so loud that it violated every one of my orifaces that could be accessed. I couldn’t stop from playing it once more. I went to the saves. This is what got me. My full legal name was on the screen. My hands shook violently and I wiped the sweat from my forehead. This was no joke. How did it know who I was? The screen went black and the usual mission screen played through. There was no text but the music cut in and out with the occasional blood curdling screech. It loaded but this wasn’t just any city. I realize it now. It was MY hometown. What the fuck is going on?? Is this a joke?? If it is, it isn’t fucking funny. The streets were covered in realistic blood and innards. There were women and children screaming for help and now cars slowly cruised by yelling obscenities at me. About how I was a monster and how could I have done something so horrible but I didn’t do anything. This was the games doing. I quickly shut it and went to call the police but what for? What are they gonna do about a video game? My phone had no service anyways which added to my unease.
I had no choice but to continue. I recognized all the places. The park that was by my home, the schools and the restaurants. I know where the game is taking me.. Or.. him (my character) it’s taking us to my home. I looked outside the window, nothing. I’m not sure what I thought I’d find but that took a little bit of the tension off of me. I let the game do what it does. Realization sat in with me. This is the smoothest its run since I got the damned thing.
We were nearing my street, I chewed my lip in anticipation as I kept glancing outside when suddenly there it was. My house. I wasn’t in control anymore, it was coming up the steps. This wasn’t just my town either, this was in current time, my curtain was pulled back at the corner where I had been looking and I moved into my bedroom.
The screen went black yet again. Damnit. It died.
There was banging at my door. This has to be a coincidence. I checked through the peephole, nothing. I once again cracked open the door when a bloody hand forced its way through the space and reached for me. I kicked the door shut firmly and went to grab a knife. There was a sticky note waiting for me on the counter. “Its no use, I’ve already been inside your house. Love, Slim.” This isn’t funn- My thought was interrupted by the front door swinging open, bringing and inevitable darkness with it. I dashed towards my room and locked the door.
Music was playing, the music from the menu. Shit. My DS had turned back on and was now giving away my more than obvious position. There was more banging and then.. Nothing. It was over. Or so I thought. I glimpsed down at my DS. There was plain white text.
“I’m in the closet.”
Slowly staring up I saw the face of true horror.
Eminem with sunken in black eyes, blood stained yellow teeth and fingernails and tattered clothes. This can’t be Eminem. He hasn’t looked like this in years.
He pointed to me and beckoned me over with a long scary contorted finger.
He smiled at me with his sharp crooked teeth. “Its been a long time, ______”
“I don’t understand! Why me? Why now? What did I do..?” I dropped to my knees, pleading with him between labored sobs.
He chuckled “You really don’t remember, do you? You were always so forgetful.” He grabbed my arm and stared into my eyes
Oh my god. That’s right. My parents took me to see him in concert when I was just a toddler. That day has haunted me ever since. While performing one of his hit songs he stared right into what felt like my soul “I’ll see you soon, ____” He muttered under his breath
Memories were flooding back. I remember. He was the mysterious man in the background of all of our family photos. I met his gaze “You. I know you. You’ve been following me”
“I have, and now it’s time for my revenge. I want you to feel as alone as I felt all those years.” His jaw unhinged and then everything went black.
Its been a year since then and I’m still getting adjusted to my human flesh.
Love, Slim.
The End
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For context, I’m 23, I live alone and this might not sound very surprising but I’m a bit of a nerd.
I dropped out of college due to personal reasons and since then I’ve been steadily building up a collection of DS games. From Diddy Kong Racing to the much harder to find Shepherd's Crossing. I’ve sunk a lot of time and money into this. Back to the main point, recently I’ve started using Ebay, as the local thrift stores inventories have been lacking to say the very least. Most of what I’ve purchased from there have all been in great condition, it’s something I’d recommend if you’re a collector like myself.
However, things took a turn for the bizarre. As per usual, around a few times a week I get a knock on the door, thank the mailman and retreat back into my cozy little sanctuary.
(Edit: *Mailcarrier. Because god forbid the mailman ISN’T a male man.)
I ordered “M&M’s Break ‘Em” , a forgettable yet guilty pleasure of mine.
When I finally opened up the box there was a note “Thanks for Purchasing from so and so” (I have no interest in giving them any recognition after what happened.) Underneath was the case, clearly resealed with tape and a bonus “Grab Bag” of other games I’m assuming they needed to get rid of.
I peeled the tape off of the case carefully and there wasn’t anything inside. Great. $22 (Plus a hefty and unforgiving shipping fee) for nothing. I tossed it aside and impatiently sifted through the bag. Many of the games were broken. Some of them I already had. One cartridge caught my eye. It was white with no label except for residue from the sticker that was once on it before. I swallowed my pride and loaded it into my DS.
I was greeted with a bubble “Please Enter Password.” I didn’t know that you could password protect games but it isn’t completely unheard of. I tried the easy stuff first: 123, 246, 369 etc. etc. Then, other combinations: 111, 222 and so on.
666 seemed to work. I don’t know what edgelord figured that it absolutely needed a password but whatever. There was a loading screen that seemed to go on for what felt like ages when the menu finally loaded. “The Adventures of Rap Boy and..” the rest of the title didn’t fit on-screen. That’s.. Weird. I’ve never heard of this. In the background a rapid beat started to play. Its so familiar. I decided to check the save files, nothing.
I started a new game, put a fake name because I don’t feel comfortable letting tech companies know about me, its almost technophobic in a way.
(Edit: Before you get pissy with my choice of words AGAIN, its a real condition that I’ve talked about with my therapist before. I’m working through it one step at a time.)
I chose something a little stupid that I always go with “Fartbu-” It would be bubble but there was a text limit. Another loading screen but this time it was in the style of the Batman transitions. A womanly sounding voice spoke urgently “Fartbu, I need your help! Someone took my purse!” Lol. Sweet. Anyways, instructions scrolled by too quick for me to read them and I was immediately thrown into game. I got it. I’m playing some weird Batman ripoff.
The controls didn’t work very well and I’d clip through the ground a lot. I was running through a city with a yellowy tint overlay. The type of yellow you’d see on a chain-smoking single middle aged womans living room walls. It almost looked like a GTA clone. There was one objective thus far: Return the womans stolen purse.
Cars sped by, items being thrown at my character. I took varying levels of damage but no purse to be seen. It seemed really unfinished. Eventually I clipped into an alleyway where lo and behold, there was an item I could obtain. It didn’t look like the rest of the game in the way that it was lower in quality, pixelated, while the rest of the game looked more akin to the iCarly game that I was much more accustomed to over the years. This. This was uncanny valley if I’ve ever seen it. As soon as I clicked on it, I was shown “Mission Completed” along with my score. It flickered between 20-40 points. I continued on.
There was a cutscene where my character was rewarded with a shiny golden medallion for his good samaritinship. Suddenly my screen went completely black. It restarted but this time I got the Health and Safety warning. I decided to take a break because I had spent nearly all day tinkering with the faulty controls. When I looked out my window it was already dark outside. I tossed my DS aside and went to bed.
When I woke up I decided to use my laptop, checking my emails and such when I realized an unknown senders messages flooded my inbox. Annoyed, I deleted the spam. I remembered, the game. I went onto Ebay to leave a review but the seller’s page was gone. So were my confirmation emails so I couldn’t go back and check to see if maybe they had any contact information. They screwed me out of my game but its fine.
There’s the daily knock on the door. I put on my slippers and dragged myself to the door where I looked through the peephole, nothing. I opened the door enough so that the door chain would keep the space between me and the outdoors small. No package either. I must’ve been hearing things. I checked back on the game but when I once again started it up, there was another password. It had changed. I tried my previous attempts and got it eventually. Everything that happened yesterday happened again. Loading screen and Menu. The music this time did not play and there was no title. It must’ve gone through some kind of error to completely reset it. My previous and uneventful playthrough did not save. But there was something waiting for me in my save files. An untitled game that seemed to have more progress than I had made. I decided to load it up. “Are you sure you want to load this save?” Yes. I’m sure, DS.
This time the mission was a little more complicated. Even a little different from your typical Nintendo game. I had to resolve some sort of conflict that had resulted in a shootout. The screen loaded more slowly this time. The music suddenly startled me. It was distorted and quite frankly made me a little nervous. The woman called out for help once again but she sounded strange..
I ignored it and went through with my mission. The same city, same cars and same shitty mechanics. I arrived to the spot the game had been not so subtly guiding me towards. These pixel people were throwing banana peels and other fruit. It was fucking stupid but I clipped through the ground and started a cutscene. The screen flashed red and white to simulate taking damage but by the end of it they were all defeated.
Another award ceremony but this time, I could make out my characters face. Is that… Eminem?? I pieced it together. An Eminem DS game. That’s.. Really fucking stupid. I didn’t ask for this nor had I ever seen anyone talk about it.
I popped the game out mid scene and tossed it, and the rest of the games out. I messaged my friend about this because it was stupid and I needed someone to share this with. He answered immediately.
Me: Hey lol. You know how I collect games and shit right?
“L”: Yea
Me: Well this fucker scammed me and I ended up getting a weird foreign ripoff about.. You’ll never guess. Emi-Fucking-nem
“L”: Like… The rapper??
Me: Yeah and it’s super buggy. Like, it doesn’t play well and it came password protected
“L”: That’s retarded. Why would you even play it
Me: I didn’t even know what it was. It didn’t have any kind of markings or anything.
“L”: You’re lucky it isn’t haunted. Do you know how many of those Creepypasta assholes would hound you for it? Lmao
Me: Maybe I’d at least get my money back. Its too late. I got rid of it
END OF CONVERSATION
Or did I…? I didn’t realize that I left my DS on. The game was… still playing? How is this even possible. I got rid of it and there was NOTHING in the slot either. Maybe my friend was right and it was haunted. No, its probably some weird ass virus it gave my DS. I did a full reset and it was back to normal. That’s a relief. I’d be pretty pissed if some fucking game broke my DS that I payed good money for. They’re harder to come across for a reasonable price these days. I’m rambling but what happened next was disturbing.
My DS started the game again. I didn’t touch anything… Why is it doing this.
Suddenly the title screen was indescribable.. A bloody mess of limbs and organs scattered in the background to make a fucked up pattern and the glitchy music was so loud that it violated every one of my orifaces that could be accessed. I couldn’t stop from playing it once more. I went to the saves. This is what got me. My full legal name was on the screen. My hands shook violently and I wiped the sweat from my forehead. This was no joke. How did it know who I was? The screen went black and the usual mission screen played through. There was no text but the music cut in and out with the occasional blood curdling screech. It loaded but this wasn’t just any city. I realize it now. It was MY hometown. What the fuck is going on?? Is this a joke?? If it is, it isn’t fucking funny. The streets were covered in realistic blood and innards. There were women and children screaming for help and now cars slowly cruised by yelling obscenities at me. About how I was a monster and how could I have done something so horrible but I didn’t do anything. This was the games doing. I quickly shut it and went to call the police but what for? What are they gonna do about a video game? My phone had no service anyways which added to my unease.
I had no choice but to continue. I recognized all the places. The park that was by my home, the schools and the restaurants. I know where the game is taking me.. Or.. him (my character) it’s taking us to my home. I looked outside the window, nothing. I’m not sure what I thought I’d find but that took a little bit of the tension off of me. I let the game do what it does. Realization sat in with me. This is the smoothest its run since I got the damned thing.
We were nearing my street, I chewed my lip in anticipation as I kept glancing outside when suddenly there it was. My house. I wasn’t in control anymore, it was coming up the steps. This wasn’t just my town either, this was in current time, my curtain was pulled back at the corner where I had been looking and I moved into my bedroom.
The screen went black yet again. Damnit. It died.
There was banging at my door. This has to be a coincidence. I checked through the peephole, nothing. I once again cracked open the door when a bloody hand forced its way through the space and reached for me. I kicked the door shut firmly and went to grab a knife. There was a sticky note waiting for me on the counter. “Its no use, I’ve already been inside your house. Love, Slim.” This isn’t funn- My thought was interrupted by the front door swinging open, bringing and inevitable darkness with it. I dashed towards my room and locked the door.
Music was playing, the music from the menu. Shit. My DS had turned back on and was now giving away my more than obvious position. There was more banging and then.. Nothing. It was over. Or so I thought. I glimpsed down at my DS. There was plain white text.
“I’m in the closet.”
Slowly staring up I saw the face of true horror.
Eminem with sunken in black eyes, blood stained yellow teeth and fingernails and tattered clothes. This can’t be Eminem. He hasn’t looked like this in years.
He pointed to me and beckoned me over with a long scary contorted finger.
He smiled at me with his sharp crooked teeth. “Its been a long time, ______”
“I don’t understand! Why me? Why now? What did I do..?” I dropped to my knees, pleading with him between labored sobs.
He chuckled “You really don’t remember, do you? You were always so forgetful.” He grabbed my arm and stared into my eyes
Oh my god. That’s right. My parents took me to see him in concert when I was just a toddler. That day has haunted me ever since. While performing one of his hit songs he stared right into what felt like my soul “I’ll see you soon, ____” He muttered under his breath
Memories were flooding back. I remember. He was the mysterious man in the background of all of our family photos. I met his gaze “You. I know you. You’ve been following me”
“I have, and now it’s time for my revenge. I want you to feel as alone as I felt all those years.” His jaw unhinged and then everything went black.
Its been a year since then and I’m still getting adjusted to my human flesh.
Love, Slim.
The End
2023.03.26 20:43 BarryCuda4 Table saw upgrade
I'm looking to upgrade from my ryobi table saw. I don't really think I want to go so far as a cabinet table saw but I've seen some good ones that are a bit bigger, have built in extensions. I like the rigid one has a nice thick fence as even my current fence is warped in the middle. Any suggestions?
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