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Spears Among the Stars, ch 24

2023.03.26 11:08 KingoftheRednecks Spears Among the Stars, ch 24

First/Prev

Mogan would have thought a beach-side wedding would be a more romantic affair, and perhaps for them it was. For the tribe, it was a sign that the next generation would be wildly different from the one before it. In few cases would it be this extreme, but Mogan wondered if they would know anything like the hunts and the gathering trips he grew up with.
Perhaps, on the other hand, it was a sign of life, something to counteract the death that had surrounded the tribe for months. Perhaps the problems were really eased, or perhaps Mogan thought so since he didn't have to deal with as many of them.
Not that there weren't problems, here and there. The prohibition on fighting carried outside the tribe—otherwise, how would disputes get settled?--and so there were a dozen duels, two of them resulting in deaths. It seemed that the use of laser pistols, starting with both weapons holstered, was becoming popular, and while this was slightly less dangerous than microflinted spearheads, it was considerably moreso than knives, which were the usual weapon of choice. Then again, one of those deaths came from knives, modern knives with monomolecular edges.
On the other hand, medicine was so different here that nearly anything short of “dead before he hit the ground” was curable. Infection was a thing of the past, and while Mogan had treated infected wounds and outbreaks that swept through the village, thanks to his own implant he had never gotten sick. It was seen as one of his “blessings,” that the spirits of disease were frightened to touch him, and it was taken for granted that Ellisan never got sick either.
For that matter, perhaps fifty women were with child when they left their planet, and not a single woman had died in childbirth. That was a new thing, one which confounded every shaman. Everyone knew that a woman's first birth was the most dangerous day of her life, and for this to no longer be a danger at all was a sign that the San were definitely on the way to better things.
He was right in what he'd suggested to Ellisan, in that the minor explosions were more a result of stress than excess. He himself hadn't touched a woman since Hyeshi, not in anything approaching lust, but he suspected that were it not for that, and were he a younger man he might well be out there himself, appreciating the planet's bounty.
But instead of growing, the fuss died down, and while there were still a few who insisted on drinking too much, control of the budget helped to ease that back as well.
Chadnov, amusingly, had settled into the life of a married man. Ellisan had told him that he'd even asked her quietly for advice on what would make a pregnancy easier. Mogan wasn't sure how serious the man was, but he hadn't been responsible for any of the messes that Mogan had had to clean up, so that was a good sign.
Perhaps even better was that they had spent some time talking. He had seen some marriages—especially ones that started with a child on the way like this one had, where the two of them went months learning about each other in the physical sense without having any discussions about what they were and wanted. Perhaps Chadnov was wiser than Mogan had given him credit for.
And Mogan, in turn, had more time to relax. He never got used to the vehicles, but he was able to swim and to spend time walking among the prettier parts of the city, to try different foods and drinks, and sometimes to just sit on the beach like an indulgent father and watch his people enjoy themselves.
He wasn't the only one who spent time working. Many of them tried to find more information—the stealthiest of the fore-runners were picked to look over the barracks, and others were sent to befriend soldiers and see if they would talk. Ellisan insisted on doing some of it herself. Mogan didn't much like it, but she could pass for Sylfa, especially with cosmetics making her look older, and Mogan did trust her more than the Sylfa poachers with them. He didn't truly think they would betray the tribe, but they weren't part of it, and the people of the San were not their people.
That was why it was a surprise when somewhere around the third week Chadnov wandered over in a way that he probably thought looked casual, sipping one of his now-rare drinks.
“Good eve, Chadnov.” Mogan nodded, thinking. “How is family life treating you?”
“It's a surprise... but how do you do it? How do you live, never seeing her?”
Mogan paused, blinking back tears that he certainly didn't expect. “It's... it's not easy, Chadnov. We... we knew what would happen. I had to disappear, or they would hunt me down, and our daughter to. And she had to show elsewhere, or else they would have looked for her and found us. She landed the shuttle, I carried Ellisan off.... then we turned around to look, and she wasn't there.”
“All this time, I thought you were lucky, blessed more than any of us. It's the opposite, isn't it?”
Mogan stared at the horizon as it tried to crash down on him. Their last few days. The moment when she came back from her meeting with the captain—Shirfa, his name was, but they called him Shircha, Captain Cloaca, because “asshole” just didn't go far enough—when she let them know that she had failed and humanity was declared a non-sapient species. The months they'd spent together, bittersweet months when they'd toured the Sovereignty and also knew that it would tear them apart.
“That's neither here nor there,” Mogan said roughly. “Has something gone wrong?”
“No,” said Chadnov. “We're, uh.. we're actually doing well.” The fact that he had to be defensive about that said that Mogan had failed to hide his feelings as well as he had hoped.
“Please,” Chadnov said. “Be silent and listen.”
Mogan bristled for a moment—this was a hunter in disgrace because of his own dumb decisions, after all. But he paused, and with an effort of will, he didn't respond to the command with any insults. “Alright, Chadnov... Speak then. I'll listen, and I'll try to understand.”
Chadnov nodded. “You wonder how it happened, right? I saw some of you looking at her—she has no chest, she has no hips, her legs are just strange—none of you find her sexy, and... really, I don't either. But we talked, every night around the fires, and she and I sort of have the same place, the same role. She stands in the Sovereignty the same way I stand among the San. Not really insulted, but not really respected, either.”
“Look, I'm... I'm not a smart man. I'm... I'm not like you and Ellisan and Burya, I don't always just... know what I should do and do it because I should; I just... try. I know you think I married her because I can't lead anything if I don't... but I can't lead anything if I do either. Everybody knows... I'm very strong and not very smart; I'll never lead a war party or a hunting party or one of these new units, and sometimes I'm angry about that but I think if I did I would get people hurt.. I can't just... somehow come up with the right way, like you guys can. That's magic to me, just like these implants were magic pebbles once to you and the laser rifles were magic firesticks.”
He took a deep breath. “I'm sorry if I caused trouble for everyone else. I'm trying to make it right—by her, not just by you—but sometimes I just don't know what I'm supposed to do. Maybe I'm the kind of guy tradition is made for. I guess there aren't any real decisions to make if tradition makes them for me, right? That's OK—I'm... not good at making decisions. This way I can let all the wise men for generations back make them for me. And they're wiser than me—by the Frozen Valley, maybe everybody's wiser than me—so they're probably right even if it doesn't make sense to me, right?”
“I'm going to be a father, and I never really thought of that. Not smart, I know—I poked everyone that came close enough; I knew I'd be a father someday, but I just let that be in the future somewhere. But then again, I'm not smart, so I try not to stab myself about it; I can't do what I can't do.”
Mogan nodded. “I think I understand, Chadnov. Believe me, I've felt foolish more than once when I first came to the stars. Nothing made sense to me at all. Besides that, I'm a craftsman. I'm the best craftsman I've ever seen... and then they showed me a machine that can make anything. Right away, perfectly. I think I understand how you feel.”
“Maybe,” Chadnov said, “But I've always been like that. I guess I'm lucky—everybody knew I... wasn't good at thinking stuff through. They didn't expect me to. You came back and all of a sudden they expected you to know everything.”
Mogan chuckled drily. “And you call yourself dumb. You're a good man, Chadnov, and you'll be a good husband.”
“I... thank you, Shaman. That's what I'm focusing on right now. But Karshta and I were talking...”
“That's good. Talking with each other, learning about each other, that's a good start to a marriage.”
“I hope so. But she was talking about how the soldiers didn't really want to be here, and how they were happy for an excuse to get away from this. And I was thinking.... And I'm not good at thinking, I know it. But I had this idea. My ideas are bad ideas, everybody tells me that, but I thought, maybe I'd tell you this one, and you could decide for me.”
“Maybe you're judging your cast a little short before you throw, Chadnov. But what were you thinking?”
“Well, the soldiers at the barracks, they don't want to be here. Karshta says that everybody thought this would be a vacation, but the Governess made them run around out in the woods hunting down people they don't really care about. They want to be relaxing out here on the beach like us, not walking all day every day, especially because, well....”
Mogan chuckled. “Because they really can't.”
“Yes, but nobody wants to spend their time like that. So Karshta and I talked, and we thought... I'm sure this is a stupid idea—go ahead and laugh, but I have to say it just in case... What if we just... went to the barracks and asked them to leave? Just.... give them some sovereigns and tell them they can go somewhere else if they say “I surrender”?”
Chadnov flinched and almost fell off his chair—or bed, Mogan was really still not sure—as Mogan leaped to his feet.
“Ellisan! Get the elders, now!”
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2023.03.26 11:04 SimpSupposer Today was a total shitshow and I walked out (rant)

Hey fellow employees and Pizza Hut fans. (This is mainly a rant post about today since it was a total shitshow)
So my Pizza Hut I work at, is already really understaffed and we really need as most help as we can get, 3 cooks total, me and two other people know what they’re doing, and a new hire who started today (Saturday)
I’m not sure who’s idea it was, either the assistant manager or the general manager, but someone decided it would be an amazing idea to start and have one of our two shift leads train the new hire to do morning prep on a Saturday. I got to work at 3pm and he was working on dinnerbox pizzas. This went totally south way too fast. I mostly do cut table, so naturally I checked and seen if everything was stocked for the shift. Nothing. No marinara ready, dipping sauce shelves not filled at all, nearly no boxes stocked, a few dessert boxes and no Cinnabon.
Natural reaction, I was already pretty upset, then I checked the retarder (whatever it’s called) no prepped BNYs, very few prepped stuffed crust (7 to be exact) only medium HTT and medium thin was the only thing we had the proper amount of prepped. Apparently no one worked the proofer either because we had so few breadstick dough we ran out within 2 hours.
My shift was from 3pm-11:30pm, long story short, I was overwhelmed, it was me and the other shift lead (in training) practically running the store while super crowded, I had pizzas start to burn because of how many pizzas were in the oven while going as fast as possible running from cut to wingstreet. The assistant manager was in but she’s sick and still forced to come in, and suffer I guess because she can barely walk (recovering from Covid) everyone was upset, drivers were upset because their orders were taking a while, customers were upset because of the same reason, absolute clusterfuck. On top of all of this, today was the 7th day in a row I’ve worked 8 hours. I was so tired and overwhelmed with all of the stress, I told the shift lead and walked out around 8pm. I can handle a lot when it comes to Pizza Hut, I’ve been here for 4 months. I couldn’t handle it and needed a break, my next day off since last Saturday would’ve been Monday so I’m already being overworked.
If I’m not allowed to come back to work, I’ll just find another job, I’m not doing that again
Oh yeah also all of that stress for $10/hour, not worth it.
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2023.03.26 11:04 ThrowRAgreenn My ex wife's infidelity is making me (42M) a crappy partner for my current gf (35F)

I apologize for the lengthy post. My ex wife cheated on me many years ago, about 12 years ago to be specific (this was about 5 years into our marriage at the time). Anyway, she cheated on me and only told me because she got pregnant. We were still having sex regularly at that time so there was a chance that the child was mine. She was certain that the other dude was the father so her way of handling this was to abort the pregnancy and try to tell me that she had miscarried. I found this out and we separated for about 3 weeks. I was obviously very hurt. I was also a coward and terrified to be alone so I took her back, even though I had fallen out of love with her and was never able to rekindle that love. We were married for 10 more years and have 2 amazing children together.
Eventually my mental health began to deteriorate and my anxiety was through the roof. I told her that I had not loved her for some time and we divorced. This was nearly 2 years ago and I currently have an amazing girlfriend. Because I never seemed to have directly addressed the issues stemming from my wife's betrayal and the abortion of what may have been my child, my insecurity threatens to ruin what I believe is a great relationship with a woman who genuinely loves me. I seem to pick at things to find reasons to hurt my own feelings and unfairly turn these around on her. My intrusive thoughts constantly tell me that I can never trust another woman and I find myself sabatoging myself and any chance I have at being happy with her.
Thank you all for reading. I would appreciate any advice, particularly if anyone has a similar experience. Even if you don't have advice, thank you for any encouragement, I hope that maybe just the act of writing or my concerns might help me finally address my own issues.
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2023.03.26 11:00 ThrowRA8592 I (20FTM) am not convinced my friend (23NB) does not have a crush on me and I don't know what to do, we've been friends for about a year

I (20, trans male) am not convinced my friend (23, nonbinary) doesn't have a crush on me. Something important to note before I explain, I am neurodivergent so therefore I have a hard time understanding social cues and tone, but I don't wish to further elaborate since this is a throwaway account. With that being said, I will now give a little context as to how I got to this point. So, I have been friends with this person for about a year by now, and admittedly I did have a small crush on them when I first met them, but it immediately began to fade when I learned that they're asexual and aromantic, basically telling me that I had no chance with them. We used to be kind of distant at the beginning, they wouldn't message me too often, maybe once or twice in a week, and we would usually talk over voice call on discord maybe every other day or so? But it was never a private voice call, it was always where other people could come in as they liked. Albeit, the server was small, but sometimes friends would join in and stick around. Anyway, point being, we mostly chatted over voice call in public spaces for the first portion of our friendship. After some time, I grew a little distant from discord as a whole, so I usually took a while to reply to them and I was less on voice call, but we got closer again when I started messaging them through whatsapp, since it's less hassle for me because discord is slow on my phone. Anyway, when we started messaging on whatsapp, thats when I started questioning if they had a crush on me because they would message me every single day, without fail, and would want to call whenever they got the chance. They started getting busy because of school and work, so it was understandable that they would message me whenever they got the chance, but I always found it strange that they would message me good morning every morning, compared to the fact they never used to do that. There's also a few other things they do/did that make me question if they have a thing for me, but I can't remember off the top of my head. I have asked them twice now if they have a crush on me and both times they've told me no, confidently, and the second time they said, "No, sorry. I see myself more as a parental figure towards you than anything else." When I asked them why they were sorry, since I told them I was just curious didn't mean anytging by it before I asked if they have a crush on me, they said, "Because I expected you to want me to have a crush on you." Not weird on its own, in my opinion, but given the context, I think its a little strange, since they know I have a girlfriend (Sorry, forgot to mention that). They are also friends with my girlfriend to an extent, but even my girlfriend is skeptical of my friend because she feels the same way I do about this situatuon. I tell my girlfriend almost everything that happens with this friend of mine, and she has never liked this friend, so this has just given her more reason to dislike my friend. As for the reason my girlfriend has never liked her? Well, she doesn't like very many people, but that's a whole other story. I don't mind that she doesn't like my friend. I would really appreciate advice on what to do in this situation, I've even been thinking about cutting contact with the friend, but at the same time, I like being friends with them... Something else I think I should mention; I met my girlfriend and this friend of mine around the same time, but I was not dating my girlfriend yet when I had a small crush on this friend.
TLDR: I am neurodivergent, so I can't understand social cues/tone. Friend of mine, 23NB, seems like they may have a crush on me, but has told me they don't more than once, and that they see me as more of their child. Was not as close, rarely messaging and usually voice calling in public spaces near beginning of friendship, but recently have gotten closer as we moved from discord to whatsapp, and they now message a good morning message every day, as well as wanting to call as much as their schedule allows. Girlfriend is skeptical of them, she feels the same way I do, that it's strange my friend has suddenly gotten closer to me. I need advice on what to do please.
Sorry if my TLDR is too long, I'm not good at summaries. Feel free to skim if need be.
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2023.03.26 10:59 willambros I think my job seeking journey pretty much wrote my enneatype and tritype in stone

I really wasn't sure up until now: everyone say 3, 5, 6 or 8. But I nearly accidentally snagged a job in a private finance firm. Multiple interviews later, I finally started the job training and was one of the two who managed to complete and pass the course and final exam.
Despite my imposter syndrome, I pulled through for some damn reason. I wanted to prove to myself that I'm worth something, that I can learn anything and show that I didn't want to quit.
Job growth is there and it's quick, paycheck is fat, job benefits are huge, I wasn't gonna let this opportunity go. In my head all I could think about me refusing to settle for less, be a loser or a nobody.
Now, I'm still confused about Enneagram types, but I need to confirm this. Does this sound like a damn 3 or do I go on with my internal crisis about not being able to label myself?
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2023.03.26 10:59 Mr-Reanimator Is there any way to protect my vehicle from taking on the smell of the local factory?

Hia, I live near a factory that pollutes the town like you wouldn't believe, and for the same reason that I still live here, I'm finding myself in a position to have to trade in my vehicle for a new one. It's not actually new, it's used, but it's new to me.
I wanted to hopefully safeguard the car, at least the interior of it, from the vile smell of pollutants that seeps into everything here, if that's possible. I'm pretty sure the answer is going to be that it isn't, or that it would be a lot of work to keep it temporarily free of that pestilence, but I thought I'd ask anyway... just in case there's even a slim chance that there's something super basic that could be done.
If it helps to know, the main materials in the vehicle are leather (not faux leather), metal, and plastic.
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2023.03.26 10:57 DingFling Less than one month into Lightfall and I'm done

After dabbling in all the previous expansions, the Witch Queen was the first time I tried the seasonal content. The WQ campaign was exceptional and felt like a AAA game in its own right but it didn't take long to grow tired of the seasonal model and the grind that was required to stay up to date.
With all the talk of the big changes that were announced, I purchased the deluxe version of Lightfall and, just a month in, I feel like I can't face the grind any more.
To summarise:
Just to balance things a little, Strand is cool and the loadout system is a good addition. However, both are not enough to keep me engaged.
I feel like if they got rid of power levels it would improve things slightly but I'd be scared to see what they came up with as a replacement. The game currently has far too many progression systems; vendors, quests, power levels, seasonal challenges, guardian ranks, triumphs, seals, titles, season pass ranks, are there any I'm missing? Why not streamline these? What would the game look like if it had just quests, season pass ranks and triumphs? The quests would be what you do when you log in, a single place to go when you're looking to progress through the game. The season pass rank system is good enough as it is for earning rewards but they could expand it and add more rewards such as high stat armor and decent roll and red border weapons. Finally, triumphs would be the grindiest for those that want that and titles could be built into those (e.g. get 80 out of 100 triumphs for the title).
The above changes would keep me engaged without feeling like I have to play every day of the year.
If I feel like this after only a year of engagement, I cannot imagine how people feel who have been here for years. If grind is what you are after then I guess you're content but I've had enough.
Sorry if that feels like a rant and it's all been said before but I just wanted to get it off my chest as a sort of catharsis and a reminder to myself that I would be the biggest hypocrite out there if I continued to engage in the grind.
Does anyone else feel the same?
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2023.03.26 10:56 RoninSolutions A few days ago l posted on a tragic love story ,that struck members of a Unit our Aid Group has helped with specialized equipment. Where a loving husband was forced to carry the body of his dead wife over two kilometers from battlefield.Here is a good translated Article on this patriotic couple.

"I watch as my wife sends me an air kiss, and I hear two more "arrivals": a servicewoman with the call sign "Murka" died in front of her husband in the trenches near Bakhmut
A servicewoman with the call sign "Murka" — Tetyana Fesenko, who defended Ukraine side by side with her husband Volodymyr, died on the front lines. The defender, originally from Gostomel, was 30 years old. On February 24 last year, the family sent their daughter and grandmother abroad. They drew up a notarial power of attorney for her, so that in the event of the death of her parents, the grandmother could adopt the girl. Tatiana was killed by a shell in her lover's arms. Volodymyr carried his wife more than two kilometers to the evacuation point, but they could not save the woman. 8-year-old daughter Elizaveta already knows that mom is now forever her guardian angel... "On the last anniversary of the wedding, the wife wrote: "I wish that our family hearth never goes out"
— Tanya did not know her biological father, his stepfather Ivan replaced him, — the husband of the deceased, Volodymyr Fesenko, told "FACTS" . - My wife was a "toddler" from an early age - she loved to run with the boys to football, climb on the roofs, a smile never left her face. She was beautiful not only on the outside, but also on the inside. She drew beautifully, embroidered, wove carpets... Beloved adored the life that this cursed war took from her so quickly. Could I have ever thought that instead of giving my wife her favorite white chrysanthemums, I would buy them for the cemetery.
For some time, Tetyana studied in Vasylkiv, later she received an agricultural education. But the passion of her life was the furniture business, in which my comrade from the war, Andrii, involved my wife. He had his own business at that time. Tanya started with grinding, then I encouraged her to work with carving, restoration. I mainly worked on patina, which is a rather painstaking job that requires constant improvement. Tanya planned to expand the business with Andrii, but it did not work out. Neither Andrii nor my wife is anymore...
During the anti-terrorist operation, I served in the Chimera volunteer battalion. Somehow he found out from acquaintances that Tatyana was pregnant from someone else. It was painful, out of stupidity I married another woman, but we didn't have a family. Tanya also did not live with her father after the birth of her daughter. And in 2017, we met again. And then both realized that this was definitely fate. When we were standing in the RATS, I joked that my wife used to pray that she wouldn't be mine. But you cannot escape from fate. I was not at all scared that Tana had a child, I love Lizochka like my own. In our free time, we rested in nature, took our daughter to the sea, to the Carpathians, and we developed a wonderful relationship between our parents.
On our last wedding anniversary, my wife once again dedicated a touching post to me, which makes my heart sink: "My beloved man, my dear soul, Happy Anniversary! I wish that our family hearth burns more and more from the wood that we throw to it, and that we never let it go out! May our mutual love protect and protect us from evil spirits. You are forever the man of my dreams! Congratulations, my happiness!"
"Our daughter came up with Tanya's call sign - "Murka"
— How did you and your wife end up at war in 2022?
— I'll start with the fact that working in the furniture industry undermined my wife's health. It got to the point that at the end of 2021, she was appointed and underwent an operation: part of the uterus was removed and an expensive implant was installed, because we so dreamed of another child... On January 5, Tanya's stitches were removed.
On February 11, I was called to the military unit. When he came home, he told his wife that there would be a war. Tatyana immediately believed, we prepared a power of attorney in advance in case the relatives had to take Elizaveta away. My beloved told me even then that if I go to serve, then she will too...
*On February 24, the great war began, and the wife, still in a bandage, made the decision to fight without hesitation*. This is how our difficult journey began. Because we traveled as part of the 129th battalion of the Territorial Defense of Kyiv to Gostomel, Bucha, Moschun, Stari Petrivtsi, to the airfield in Zhulyany. Then we met my brothers, godfathers and called our unit "Black Swans", and there were very professional fighters. I was scouting. But there was a problem with "Murka" - such a call sign Tanya came up with, our daughter - because a man and a woman cannot serve together. However, the commander of the 244th battalion of the Territorial Defense of Kyiv, in which we were stationed recently, made concessions and gave us such an opportunity. "Murka" served as a gunner. After training, she was given a separate test: the entire unit was askedto lie on the ground, and Tanya had to release the entire tape of cartridges above our heads, at a distance of 50 centimeters above the ground.
I know it hurts a lot, but remember the events of that tragic March 5.
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2023.03.26 10:56 MelancholyCh I (23M) feel like being friends with my ex was a mistake and I'm hurting

So basically I had started dating this cool girl back around the beginning of the pandemic and it was going really well at first, I had never been in a relationship before, and tbh I didn't ever feel alone when I went on trips or did social gatherings, but when I met her, I understood how nice it can be to be in sync with someone, to have so much in common and to be with what feels like a best friend, someone thats on the same wavelength. I was super nervous always but always tried to be polite and as courteous, to the point of overthinking even the most basic messages.
The thing was that she was a cool person but over the course of the relationship, there were things that would happen that would make me sad or depressed, no matter what it seemed like she only ever wanted to see each other every 2 weeks on average(I honestly wanted to see her at least once a week or if possible like twice a week despite that she lived an hour away, i'd put the effort back then), and even tho I put in so much effort, I never felt like I got that back, I always tried to check up on her with how was work or life, and I almost always get the same 1-3 word response. I don't think I ever really got checked up on.... I honestly never felt like a priority... even when it came to games(and boy do I love games myself), it felt I always came last, never 2nd,3rd, or 4th. She's a cool person but.... she wasn't a good partner, I would get forgotten about for holidays we had planned for like 4th of July or new years. It honestly still hurts alot, and I wish I could let that stuff go, but when you feel more alone than ever when you're in a relationship is a type of pain I never knew you could experience. It leaves you empty, hollow, like a piece of driftwood. but I always thought in my heart, with communication and effort I could make it work.... I did talk about it, much more lightly than how I actually felt so she wouldn't feel bad or I'd feel like I was trying to be emotionally manipulative.... I had hope that she'd change(I know change is a big thing, and not always right to ask of but I was wanting to improve the relationship sorry) and put more effort..... hope just gets you hurt sadly. The relationship lasted about 1.5 years, until one day we split because of a specific circumstance, its not related to anything prior, its just a crappy circumstance that happened to pop up I guess.
I was really really sad and depressed to say the least, I was sad that it felt like I lost someone that finally understood me, I thought it was the end and that i'd never see them again and that in a sense they'd be dead to me perceptually cause the odds of running into them ever again if we cut ties is next to 0. So I decided to ask if she wanted to stay friends and she said yes, idk if it was the right choice then but I was scared of losing someone I felt so close with, and that was on the same wavelength in terms of how to view life and others, how they were kind to people and never judged. I tried getting some space and it kind of didn't work out since we ran into each other at an event a few weeks after.
I then got asked if I wanted to go to a trip to a con a month later with her and her friends and I being of the mindset " Sure why not, lets see what happens if I say yes and go against every logical thought", The day of the trip arrives and I of course still feel weird being around her, I just get a feeling of un-ease considering we had been dating up until a few months prior but I just shove it deep down my gut and put on a face of everything is fine cause I don't want to make things awkward. It honestly wasn't too hard putting on a face considering I did that constantly during the relationship for the same reason, I am a dumb people pleaser and hate myself for it.
I honestly felt nervous around everyone cause they weren't my friends, they were hers, I didn't know them, I knew of them... I honestly felt alone even with my ex there, I was worried... and it then got Worse. To say the least most people on the trip were wanting to do some gummies for fun, and I personally had never done anything like gummies or smoking before and didn't really care for it and just wanted to live in the moment, but I then got offered/given by my ex one, and I just wasn't sure, but I was put on the spot everyone waiting on me, I kept thinking "yes or no, yes or no" over and over. I looked at her and thought, I mean I dated her for 1.5 years and we knew each other for almost 2, she knows me, she's looking out for me right??? I can trust her right?!?!... I eat the gummy, not knowing what the recommended dosage for a newby is. it was over 12 times the max amount recommended...... I. I was high for 2 full days, and it was fine at first for a few hours I thought, maybe, but when you wake up and the feeling just wouldn't shut off, and it would still linger no matter what I did or ate, I felt so scared, and even more alone, I wanted to cry so badly, but how do you cry when you're surrounded by strangers and worse, her friends, how do you not make things weird...... I bottled up everything until I went outside and just cried alone while calling a friend, I was just tired of the feeling of not feeling myself, of everything feeling delayed, and not to mention that I was honestly thinking of seeking out a prescribed set of gummies in the future to mellow out my anxiety in the future, to calm me down, but I felt that was robbed from me cause I feel like this terrible first experience gave me some type of ptsd, I get nervous whenever anyone talks about weed, and my heart races nowadays when I smell it. The trip was ruined from nearly the beginning and it just sucked having that happened. We came back from the trip, I didn't really contact her unless she contacted me for quite a few months, I felt my trust betrayed, I felt more anxious than ever, I felt like my feelings didn't matter. I know she's not a bad person but she did some stupid decisions, and one being overdosing me for some reason.

I had decided to give myself some space, and it worked for a bit but knowing I still had contact with her still made me think of the lonely relationship, and the betrayal from the trip. about 7 months had passed and while we saw each other a few times, it was very sparse, up until one day we happened to go to a concert with some friends. Inside of venue before the opener even began the topic of the trip got brought up, she reminisced on how the trip was fun for her, and then and there she decided to casually say she was sorry to me about overdosing me, in front of our friends, in a very crowded public place.... I honestly had no words, and didn't give a reply, just stood there, hurt from the fact that it took 7+ months for an apology and it was done then and there.
From then on we hung out on occasion doing a events with friends and it was fun I won't deny but always at the back of my brain, I know I have feelings still, both from how happy I felt in the relationship and also the hurt and loneliness I felt from it, and then the trip incident.
It was then a few months after the "apology" she would then hype me up in front of friends about how much I took.... I had no response again, just staying quiet and keeping my thoughts to myself, feeling like I just got backhanded and made to feel like the apology meant even less. I swear she's a good kind person but. these actions, they just keep hurting me, and I keep wanting to bring this stuff up and talk about it, but there is never a good time, its been bottling up for so long now, its been over a year and I still have ptsd from the incident, I feel uneasy around her, and I just wish I could move one wihtout losing a friend, I just feel like no matter what I do I'm gonna end up sad and even more depressed. I have some amazing online friends who are a good support system, but in my town, I have only 1 good friend for support but we don't seem to always see eye to eye on quite a few things, and I did with my ex, and I just wish I had a better support system, had been in a healthy relationship, could be treated right, and not feel so scared and alone even after all this time. Idk if I should talk somehow or if I should just cut ties bluntly. It doesn't help that I already made plans with her for the next few months and its stuff thats already been paid for. I'm really sorry that this is so long, and am grateful if anyone bothered reading all this. I have these same thoughts going over and over in my head on an almost daily basis and I just can't stop them
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2023.03.26 10:53 KorraAvatar What separates those who make it to high level and those who don't?

I have been thinking about this deeply recently and have been wondering if it simply comes down to a matter of natural affinity, money, or perhaps, accessibility to a native environment, whether that be in Japan itself or a Japanese community in your home country. It is starting to become clear to me that in order to improve oral proficiency, you need to be in an environment surrounded by native speakers. (I was fed this idea that if you immersed a ton, you would just become fluent naturally like a baby, which in hindsight, was obviously a silly notion and I was an idiot to believe it, but I was non the wiser at the time)
Just to clarify, I am not talking about the obvious things such as 'consistency' and 'desire to learn', and I am aware that simply 'living in Japan' won't make you 'fluent' either (we are all intimately familiar with the stories about expats who relocate to Japan and fail to reach even a basic conversational level, let alone fluency). I am specifically referring to the serious learners in the community who have the passion, dedication, motivation, and who actively devote a considerable amount of time to studying Japanese and don't make it far, or don't make it at all, while others do despite both parties pouring in comparable amounts of time. Is this where 'living in Japan' gives people that edge and creates an advantage for some and a disadvantage for others?"
I also think the same about English learners who are native to Japan. I follow a number of Japanese youtubers and have listened to stories about how they reached fluency (Atsu, Saki, Haruki, Uzi are just four that immediately spring to mind) , and the stories typically follow a the following pattern "Studied English grammar in middle school high school but couldn't speak well > Went abroad and studied at a a foreign University ( or a working holiday visa) and became fluent. However, there numerous Japanese people who do the same and don't make it anywhere near as far as people like that.
If we were to assume that "immersion time" and "dedication' between parties is equal, is this where factors such as "natural talent" , "money" and "environment" take over? This is something I am really curious about and I really like to know what the people in the community think. This not just a question to Japanese learners, but also to the Japanese people on this subreddit?Through your interactions with foreigners, what is the one thing that those who you thought were really good at Japanese shared?

(Apologies if this was a little long_
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2023.03.26 10:50 riki-oh-spanish How viable Is this major/career

I am 21 and I am currently doing a Google digital marketing and e commerce certification on coursera that my friend got me into . I am nearly done and I have a connection that might get me some experience or job . But as a college major especially CUNY associates/ bachelor is it recommended or viable, and how much job demand and safety there is?
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2023.03.26 10:50 cecilymonson The negativity

Longtime fan here, she was my Covid comfort tiktoker as she’s my age and her videos were so relatable while also comic relief, especially during that time. In her most recent video on her spam, she already has over 50 comments, nearly -all- being kind words and support. The literal only comment she has responded to is the only one that even resembles a hate comment, and it’s just some girl saying male validation isn’t it. And of course she’s responding aggressively. Paired with the whole giveaway issue lately, I don’t understand how anyone still supports her. Like I feel genuinely saddened by how she treats her fans/followers lmao. She can’t even acknowledge they exist/can’t do a giveaway, but she can interact day and night with anyone she wants to argue with. The negativity is so draining. The root of it is self-centeredness, which we all have seen ample amount of w her lol, and we all can be self centered so it’s not like I expect influencers to be any different. I guess it’s just crazy seeing it so blatantly when most influencers at least -try- to be grateful for their followers who are literally the entire reason they are where they are. The video where everyone thought she was announcing a giveaway and then she just flaunted her own purchases then laughed about how everyone thought it was a giveaway genuinely made me sad. A lot of the people supporting her career probably budget out their groceries for the week, and she thanks them by flaunting her umpteenth designer bag. It feels so dystopian sometimes lol.
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2023.03.26 10:50 MelancholyCh I (23 M) have been trying to to stay friends with my ex, and I think its been hurting me severely.

So basically I had started dating this cool girl back around the beginning of the pandemic and it was going really well at first, I had never been in a relationship before, and tbh I didn't ever feel alone when I went on trips or did social gatherings, but when I met her, I understood how nice it can be to be in sync with someone, to have so much in common and to be with what feels like a best friend, someone thats on the same wavelength. I was super nervous always but always tried to be polite and as courteous, to the point of overthinking even the most basic messages.
The thing was that she was a cool person but over the course of the relationship, there were things that would happen that would make me sad or depressed, no matter what it seemed like she only ever wanted to see each other every 2 weeks on average(I honestly wanted to see her at least once a week or if possible like twice a week despite that she lived an hour away, i'd put the effort back then), and even tho I put in so much effort, I never felt like I got that back, I always tried to check up on her with how was work or life, and I almost always get the same 1-3 word response. I don't think I ever really got checked up on.... I honestly never felt like a priority... even when it came to games(and boy do I love games myself), it felt I always came last, never 2nd,3rd, or 4th. She's a cool person but.... she wasn't a good partner, I would get forgotten about for holidays we had planned for like 4th of July or new years. It honestly still hurts alot, and I wish I could let that stuff go, but when you feel more alone than ever when you're in a relationship is a type of pain I never knew you could experience. It leaves you empty, hollow, like a piece of driftwood. but I always thought in my heart, with communication and effort I could make it work.... I did talk about it, much more lightly than how I actually felt so she wouldn't feel bad or I'd feel like I was trying to be emotionally manipulative.... I had hope that she'd change(I know change is a big thing, and not always right to ask of but I was wanting to improve the relationship sorry) and put more effort..... hope just gets you hurt sadly. The relationship lasted about 1.5 years, until one day we split because of a specific circumstance, its not related to anything prior, its just a crappy circumstance that happened to pop up I guess.
I was really really sad and depressed to say the least, I was sad that it felt like I lost someone that finally understood me, I thought it was the end and that i'd never see them again and that in a sense they'd be dead to me perceptually cause the odds of running into them ever again if we cut ties is next to 0. So I decided to ask if she wanted to stay friends and she said yes, idk if it was the right choice then but I was scared of losing someone I felt so close with, and that was on the same wavelength in terms of how to view life and others, how they were kind to people and never judged. I tried getting some space and it kind of didn't work out since we ran into each other at an event a few weeks after.
I then got asked if I wanted to go to a trip to a con a month later with her and her friends and I being of the mindset " Sure why not, lets see what happens if I say yes and go against every logical thought", The day of the trip arrives and I of course still feel weird being around her, I just get a feeling of un-ease considering we had been dating up until a few months prior but I just shove it deep down my gut and put on a face of everything is fine cause I don't want to make things awkward. It honestly wasn't too hard putting on a face considering I did that constantly during the relationship for the same reason, I am a dumb people pleaser and hate myself for it.
I honestly felt nervous around everyone cause they weren't my friends, they were hers, I didn't know them, I knew of them... I honestly felt alone even with my ex there, I was worried... and it then got Worse. To say the least most people on the trip were wanting to do some gummies for fun, and I personally had never done anything like gummies or smoking before and didn't really care for it and just wanted to live in the moment, but I then got offered/given by my ex one, and I just wasn't sure, but I was put on the spot everyone waiting on me, I kept thinking "yes or no, yes or no" over and over. I looked at her and thought, I mean I dated her for 1.5 years and we knew each other for almost 2, she knows me, she's looking out for me right??? I can trust her right?!?!... I eat the gummy, not knowing what the recommended dosage for a newby is. it was over 12 times the max amount recommended...... I. I was high for 2 full days, and it was fine at first for a few hours I thought, maybe, but when you wake up and the feeling just wouldn't shut off, and it would still linger no matter what I did or ate, I felt so scared, and even more alone, I wanted to cry so badly, but how do you cry when you're surrounded by strangers and worse, her friends, how do you not make things weird...... I bottled up everything until I went outside and just cried alone while calling a friend, I was just tired of the feeling of not feeling myself, of everything feeling delayed, and not to mention that I was honestly thinking of seeking out a prescribed set of gummies in the future to mellow out my anxiety in the future, to calm me down, but I felt that was robbed from me cause I feel like this terrible first experience gave me some type of ptsd, I get nervous whenever anyone talks about weed, and my heart races nowadays when I smell it. The trip was ruined from nearly the beginning and it just sucked having that happened. We came back from the trip, I didn't really contact her unless she contacted me for quite a few months, I felt my trust betrayed, I felt more anxious than ever, I felt like my feelings didn't matter. I know she's not a bad person but she did some stupid decisions, and one being overdosing me for some reason.

I had decided to give myself some space, and it worked for a bit but knowing I still had contact with her still made me think of the lonely relationship, and the betrayal from the trip. about 7 months had passed and while we saw each other a few times, it was very sparse, up until one day we happened to go to a concert with some friends. Inside of venue before the opener even began the topic of the trip got brought up, she reminisced on how the trip was fun for her, and then and there she decided to casually say she was sorry to me about overdosing me, in front of our friends, in a very crowded public place.... I honestly had no words, and didn't give a reply, just stood there, hurt from the fact that it took 7+ months for an apology and it was done then and there.
From then on we hung out on occasion doing a events with friends and it was fun I won't deny but always at the back of my brain, I know I have feelings still, both from how happy I felt in the relationship and also the hurt and loneliness I felt from it, and then the trip incident.
It was then a few months after the "apology" she would then hype me up in front of friends about how much I took.... I had no response again, just staying quiet and keeping my thoughts to myself, feeling like I just got backhanded and made to feel like the apology meant even less. I swear she's a good kind person but. these actions, they just keep hurting me, and I keep wanting to bring this stuff up and talk about it, but there is never a good time, its been bottling up for so long now, its been over a year and I still have ptsd from the incident, I feel uneasy around her, and I just wish I could move one wihtout losing a friend, I just feel like no matter what I do I'm gonna end up sad and even more depressed. I have some amazing online friends who are a good support system, but in my town, I have only 1 good friend for support but we don't seem to always see eye to eye on quite a few things, and I did with my ex, and I just wish I had a better support system, had been in a healthy relationship, could be treated right, and not feel so scared and alone even after all this time. Idk if I should talk somehow or if I should just cut ties bluntly. It doesn't help that I already made plans with her for the next few months and its stuff thats already been paid for. I'm really sorry that this is so long, and am grateful if anyone bothered reading all this. I have these same thoughts going over and over in my head on an almost daily basis and I just can't stop them
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2023.03.26 10:50 Doogerie On Road off Road

So I am interested in this and I am trying to decide between on road and off road we have a lot of fields near us. One has Cows on while Reading Festival is going on but the there is and old wheat field that I can drive a RC car on so an off road car would be fun for that .Amazon has some good ones ( they look good at least) or should I go for an on track car.
I got a some garages and stuff that I can use it on I am interested in racing but there is no track near me ( although someone on here said he will be making one) but the question is should I get an On Road or an Off Road car. Also is Amazon a good place to get an Entry Level car?
there are a couple of Shop nearby(ish) in Woodley and one in The Orical in Reading But I don’t know if they are any good ?
really I am new an don’t know where to start?
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2023.03.26 10:48 ArtisticFurrball It’s been less than a year and I cry every time I think about her…

I had a dog, her name was Pearl and we were inseparable, I will never get tired telling our story. I used to be a very lonely kid, not even my parents have me that much attention and I was pretty much obnoxious to everything due to how lonely I felt. One thing I’ve always loved: animals. They are wonderful, specially dogs. One day at my grandparents farm one of their dogs had puppies. I was overjoyed and went running to see the mama with her pups (obviously from a distance). Then I saw her: the most beautiful and amazing and perfect doggo. She was a beautiful cream-colored puppy with the prettiest black nose. I swear that the moment we saw each other it was then that I knew she and I were meant to be together. I was the happiest 6 year old when my grandpa said I could take her. It was something out of this world, I can’t explain how our bond was. From moment one she was extremely loyal to me and so I was immensely loving towards her. I spent days and nights playing with her and my world became the brightest since then. Even at my lowest she was the only constant I had. I suffered through many things: bullying from family and classmates, constant rejection from others, being alone, not having any friends, being diagnosed with depression as a kid… She was always there for me. I would come home after school and she always greeted me like this. Looking at her smile always made me feel way better about my life. I bought her the best things and gave her the best opportunities I could bringing her to the best vets in our city. Not once I left her alone, every time I could I would bring her along with me and we traveled our country together. Beaches, forests, cities, and countryside: you name it we went together. I always felt as if she was a part of me. I couldn’t explain it but it was as if she and I were a single soul. We were the best friends ever. Then one Thursday as I was getting ready she seemed off so my mom and I went to the emergency pet hospital nearby. When we arrived the vets saw her and ran to attend her. She had entered a shock and there was bloody liquid bubbling out her nose. I was panicking and crying like I’ve never before. I’m not one to cry easily but at that moment I was very vulnerable. My mom had to hold me back to me not to run behind the vets. We spent there more than two hours. After this, I couldn’t go to school and I was so extremely tired from crying that I fell asleep the moment I got home. Pearl had been hospitalized, and was intubated with oxygen. We didn’t care we paid proximately $370 just for her to be ok, she was our Pearl. Then later at 11 o’clock they called us to tell us she had passed away. They had tried everything they could but her body gave up. At first I couldn’t process the shock it was to me. Even saying that days after I kept relieving the memory in flashes and am still emotionally traumatized by watching her die in front of me. I acted extremely cold towards everyone and everything. I just locked myself in my room and didn’t speak to anybody. I kept telling myself I was OK, but I know I was not. At night, when I finally could process what had happened I cried, Innoway I cannot explain. I felt like a part of me had been ripped off and I couldn’t breathe. My mom tried calming me down, but I just simply was having a mental breakdown. Now it’s been less than a year and I know I was just 16 years old and I should be getting over it, but I can’t. Pearl was my whole world, and I miss her with my whole heart every day. I have other tree dogs, but things are just not the same with them. I keep giving them love and playing with them and bringing them places like I would normally do with Pearl. However, I cannot get over that feeling that she’s just not here. I love my other doggos with all my heart and I wish I didn’t feel this way, but sometimes I cannot see myself loving them in a way that’s nearly as much as I loved Pearl. She was something like my pet soulmate, and nothing will ever change that. My family knows that for me talking about Pearl is an extremely touchy subject because I can’t even think about her when I’m already crying. I’ve been writing this and I’ve been crying nonstop. That’s a lot for me because I am a person that even when she’s depressed or extremely overwhelmed, doesn’t cry just keeps to herself. Right now this is something way bigger than me. How do you even deal with the situation? How do you get over a 10 year friendship that was so special? You just simply can’t. I believe I will always have her in my heart. Even after she died not much then a couple of days later I had a dream about her. I was in the backyard of our old house, and suddenly she came to me. After I saw her, I immediately started crying, part of me just knew that was her. Even if I was just dreaming, I knew that was her soul in that very moment. Even when I knew I was dreaming (sort of) I knew she couldn’t be there because she was gone and she had to go. I didn’t want to wake up. I wanted to hold her forever. Part of me even wished I was dead to be with her, but I kept telling her that she needed to go, because even if I love her she had to rest. Part of me regrets it every day because after she went away, she has not come back in any dream. However, I know that it was the right thing, she had to rest. I know I am selfish for not wanting her to go, yet I know it was her time. I just can’t see myself without her in my life, I promised myself I would keep on going every day for her because that’s what she would’ve wanted. I know I’m talking as if she was a person here but that’s just how important she was to me. I hope that as I keep on living, she wil accompany me with her soul, and that the day I die, she will meet me in heaven. She has been the purest soul. I know God will take care of her for me and I am sure she’s happy by his side while I’m gone. It sometimes feel as if no one understands the emotional and even physical pain I’m undergoing because of this. I swear the day I got her ashes, I felt as if I was stabbed 1 million times in the chest. I felt great pain every time I cried, holding her urn. And I may never get over this, but I know things will be better end that I have three more beautiful dogs that love me and that can be awesome fur friends. Sorry, I just had to get this off my chest. I hope that anyone in any type of similar situation to mine gets better to, us humans really don’t deserve their beautiful perfect souls. I am sure that they watch us from heaven and that neither they or us will forget about each other. Please don’t DM me. I am OK. This is just something I needed to get off my chest as I said and I can assure you I’m better now. Now I am 17 years old and she’s still 10, she will keep on her age, and I will go on growing mine with our beautiful memories we had.
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2023.03.26 10:46 Ok-Antelope8036 Issues with trusting myself again

My 4 year relationship that ended nearly 3 weeks ago now was in perspective incredibly abusive and manipulative. I would be threatened in so many ways (physical etc.), cheated on multiple times, gaslit + manipulated when I'd try break it off and so much more. It was to the point I was also isolated from most of my friends and so when he spoke badly of them, I felt I didn't have a chance to even tell them without some consequences onto me. I feel guilt knowing I was a bad friend in this way, but I try reason with myself that I was quite literally threatened if I went against him. There was no winning.
Still, I don't know how I'll come to terms with myself and be able to trust my own choices. While logically I know I was vulnerable and had little say, I still feel awful. I was practically blinded or just too scared to say anything to anybody. I have recently told a friend of the horrible things my ex said regarding her and her partner (she did ask first) and she has expressed she's upset I didn't tell her sooner and knows I'm not fully to blame. How do I cope? I feel like the worst person ever for cutting ties with friends when he made me, I genuinely thought I had no say in anything. I'm horrified.
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2023.03.26 10:45 Sinpleton025 [Rifts of War] - Chapter 3

Northeast park
Two hours since the invasion began
The invasion is a success. Thousands of savages have been purged and dozens captured. Not as frightening as the vision said, but the description holds true. These are the pale skin. Strangely, some of them have very dark skin and some even have skin as brown as a dwarf's. Strange indeed. Most men were taller than elves and Rosians but not as tall as an orc.
"Excellent.", Ylindar said as he observed the captives being sent through the rift, "They will be fine specimens for studying. We must find their weakness."
The 'humans', as they called themselves, resisted but fell in line eventually. The smaller ones cried and called out to their parents. It made the Rosians present sick. One of the women broke the line and ran to Ylindar. "Please! Stop this! Why are you doing this? Who are you?", she said through tears and shaking breaths.
Ylindar slapped her, causing her to fall to the ground. "Silence you wench! You are not worthy of being in my presence, let alone speak to me. Take her!". Soldiers hoisted her up and dragged her towards the others.
"You monsters!", yelled a man, "You will pay for this! You will all die her-". Before he could say more, Ylindar pierced his chest with his sword. Then he turned to the rest of the captives, "Any more of you savages willing to test me?"
"Stop!", yelled the Rosian captain present, "I demand you give us our share now."
Ylindar raised an eyebrow to that, "Your share?"
"Yes. We fought, pillaged, and brought captives. We did what you asked and now it is your turn to keep your end of the deal."
This made Ylindar chuckle, but he would humor the young Rosian, "Very well. We are an honorable empire after all. You may choose ten captives and split them amongst yourselves."
"Ten?"
"Yes. Take them now before I change my mind."
The captain faced the captains. In truth, he wanted to save the weak and innocent ones from suffering, but he couldn't save them all. He pointed to them one by one, picking out the children and elderly first as well as a woman with a child and a strong tall man who fought against the ferals and dwarves. Perhaps he could give them some insight.
"You over exceed Rosian. I said ten.", said Ylindar.
"This is ten people."
"She counts as two.", he said as he pointed to the pregnant woman.
"She is with child. That is unfair."
"And what will you do about it?"
The captain stuttered. He wanted to save her but it would mean dooming another life. What was he to do? He cursed Ylindar internally. Honorable? Horse shit.
"Leave me.", said the tall human, "Leave me behind and take her. Please." The captain was stunned, to say the least.
"Excellent", said Ylindar, "It appears you can bring them all. Enjoy your spoils.". With that, he left.
The woman thanked the tall man who then grabbed the captain by the arm and looked him in the eyes. "If anything happens to her, I will hold you responsible.", he said.
The captain nodded, "You have my word, warrior.". The man was dragged to the elven slave lines and pushed through the rift.
Ylindar was sitting at his desk writing a letter to the troops on the other side, saying the invasion was a success and a foothold was established. Handing the letter to a messenger he got up and walked to observe his army. Ten thousand elves, all gathered in a barbaric land to bring civilization. He looked up in the sky and saw the wyverns flying through the air. As he looked at them he didn't feel proud, he felt confused. There were too few of them. He brought fifty wyverns, which is half of an army's corps. Now there were less than two dozen. How?
His question would be answered as several strange contraptions flew in the air at the wyverns. They didn't have wings but still flew in a straight line. The wyverns outnumbered them and Ylindar assumed this was a victory, but his hopes were crushed as the contraptions fired what looked like cannons and tore through the wyverns like a sword through parchment.
He stepped back in shock and watched as the cannon-wielding machines finished the wyverns and turned towards them.
"General!", called a soldier, "Enemy carriages approach! It appears to be their army!"
Ylindar grinned, "At last. Soldiers of the light! Prepare yourselves! The savages have finally sent their warriors! We will crush them and clear a path for our reinforcements! Formations!"
The infantry prepared their shields and spears, archers and mages took their positions, it was time to face this world's true force. The metal carriages halted and out of them came out dozens of soldiers. Then dozens more came from flying contraptions.
Raising his sword, Ylindar yelled out the order, "Attack!".
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"Here they come!", yelled Paterson.
"Open fire!", ordered Jefferson. The rifles, machine guns, and grenade launchers wreaked havoc upon the enemy. Bullets tore through shields, machine guns ripped people apart, and explosions turned any poor fool near it into minced meat. Their tight formations only added to their demise.
The attack helicopters arrived when they finished the dragon things and opened fire with their chain guns and anti-infantry rockets. The enemies fell by the thousands and some even started to retreat while most fell to their knees and begged for mercy.
When the firing stopped all that was left of the ten thousand enemy soldiers were scorched bodies riddled with holes. There was almost nothing left of their camp. The screaming soldiers were taken into custody. All but one guy with a cape.
"You-You dare!", yelled the blue-skinned man, "Do you have any idea who I am!? Who I represent!? You shall suffer for your barbarism!". He drew his sword and ran to the nearest soldier, who promptly raised his rifle and shot him in the chest twice.
"Round them all up.", ordered Jefferson, "Send word to HQ that it's over."
The enemy captives were loaded up into trucks and sent to Fort Curz for questioning. As they were being loaded up, one of the blue soldiers started smiling and chuckling. "What's so funny?", asked Paterson.
"This is only the beginning.", he replied. Paterson widened his eyes and ran to Jefferson.
"Sir!"
"What is it?"
"I just information on the attack. This was the first wave. More are coming."
Jefferson wasted no time in reacting and grabbed his radio, "All units, prepare for a second attack! Air squadrons, hold your positions until enough of them group up and shot down those dragons! Don't waste ammo!"
"Rodger that.", said a pilot. The guard and police force pulled back and created a semi-circle out of armored vehicles facing the portal. Hundreds of rifles and machine guns were pointed toward the shining rectangle.
---
Captain Zorgin led the second wave through the rift. The remaining forty thousand elves and ten thousand dwarves marched to the other side. But something wasn't right. When the messenger arrived he reported that the invasion was a success, but later dozens of soldiers came back saying that they should not go through. They came saying how the savages have great machines of death capable of destroying armies. Be that as it may, general Ylindar was out there and Zorgin swore he would bring him back.
"General Bardek!", he called, "You will lead the charge with your troops. After you get through, our cavalry and wyverns will enter and attack."
"Right.", said Bardek, "I can't let Dalmin have all the fun after all.". He rushed forward on his war hog, leading his troops. "Warriors of Nundolar! The enemy we face is formidable! But we will show them the might of dwarven steel!". The dwarven warrior roared and charged through the rift. As soon as they passed through they were met with a horrid sight.
Thousands dead and burned, the camp nor the general could be seen, only the line of carriages and hundreds of enemy soldiers. Bardek didn't stop to think. The adrenalin carried him forward. He charged with his troops, screaming and firing, hoping he could break the enemy's defenses. But hopes were not enough. The enemy opened fire and Bardek experienced true fear. His hog was shot and he fell to the ground. The enemy's boomsticks fired without stopping, their cannons killed dozens of soldiers with each blast, and they couldn't even get close. His pride, his dwarven pride, was broken. He could only lie down and pray he would survive.
Zorgin led his cavalry through. He looked for his general but found nothing but dead bodies and ash. He snapped back as he heard cannon fire and redirected his troops. "Over there! Their flank is less defended! We will break it, come on!". Leading the cavalry charge he kept observing the enemy. They had strange-looking black shields and only a single line between two carriages. They opened fire with their boomsticks and Zorgin's cavalry started taking casualties but still held on. Zorgin was closing in, but then the enemy soldiers fired some sort of metal boxes that spewed smoke. 'What trickery is this?', Zorgin thought, but when the smoke spread and got into their eyes, they understood its purpose. It made their eyes burn and they could hardly breathe. The horses were affected the same way as they stopped in their tracks. They couldn't see anything but they felt as if they were knocked out.
More and more soldiers exited the rift and with their sheer numbers, they were starting to get close. But as they did, the flying monsters of metal rained fire upon them and their numbers kept dropping. The wyverns were blown to pieces by either them or the cannons. It wasn't a battle, it was more of a one-sided slaughter. Only a few dozen were able to run back to the rift. Most were either wounded, screaming from the killer smoke or just lying down and surrendered. Surprisingly, the enemy took them captive instead of killing them. Zorgin tried to resist but to no avail.
"Where is general Ylindar?!", he yelled as he was dragged, "I demand you answer me immediately!"
One of the soldiers in light brown armor came up to him and grabbed him by the arm and dragged him in another direction. After stopping he pushed him to his knees. "Here.", he spoke, "Is this him?"
Zorgin could barely see, his vision was foggy, but there was no mistaking it. The armor, the cape, the helmet, it was him. Zorgin shed tears of regret, regret that he failed in his duty.
"I'll take that as a yes.", said the soldier before lifting Zorgin back on his feet.
"You haven't won!", Zorgin yelled, "Our fleet has taken your shores by now! Soon enough, more ships will follow and you will perish!"
"I wouldn't worry about that.", said the soldier in a calm tone, leaving Zorgin puzzled.
---
Three hours earlier
South coast of California, Del Mar, near San Diego
Admiral Lothar Tanros has passed through the rift. Large enough for more than a dozen ships to pass through it advanced his progress. Each fleet was well-equipped for an invasion. It consisted of twenty troop carriers with held ten thousand troops in total, thirty attack ships with eight cannons, five wyvern carriers with five to six wyverns each, and forty-five supply ships with materials necessary to build and sustain the fleet and build a coastal fortification. All are led by the admiral's personal grand ship. A huge naval vessel with several sails and cannons on both sides. Truly a powerful presentation.
"Admiral!", shouted the first mate, "Land is within sight!"
"Excellent!", said Lothar, "Let the wyvern carriers pass through first. I want air superiority as soon as possible. Along with them, I want half of our troop carriers. We need to take the shore immediately."
"Yes, admiral!".
---
Lieutenant Mitch Floyd was just doing his routine patrols. It was his turn to take the patrol boat for a spin. All he had to do was go to Dana point and back, simple, he's done it dozens of times before. All the while the crew was gathered around a TV and watching the live recordings of the attack in North Carolina. What they felt was beyond words.
"Sir, how can you not watch this?", asked a crew member.
"It's cause I trust our boys to kill those freaks.", Mitch replied, "Don't you?"
"W-Well of course but, damn. This shit is insane. Gotta say I'm jealous, I kinda want to shoot some dragons."
"Careful watch you wish for, kid.". As Mitch sailed on he began to notice something strange in front. A large number of wooden ships heading towards Del mar. In the sky were large dragon-like reptiles. 'Just my luck.", Mitch thought.
"Battle stations!", ordered Mitchel, "Looks like your wish came true Fred!"
Fred looked out and saw three dragons flying toward them, "Holy shit! I didn't mean now!". He ran towards the .50 caliber machine gun and readied himself. The cyclone class patrol boat wasn't something to be messed with. As the dragons got closer, the 25mm machine gun raised itself, aimed, and let loose. The lizards couldn't even react before they got turned into Swiss cheese.
"Woohoo!", cheered Fred, "We got 'em!"
"Don't open the champagne just yet!", Mitch shouted, "We still have those ships to deal with. I count roughly a hundred, various sizes. Richerdson, get in contact with HQ! Tell them what's going on, we need air support. Alert the National guard as well."
"Yes, sir!", said Richerdson.
'God help us.', Mitch thought as he sailed into the fray.
---
"Admiral!", yelled the first mate, "Some of our wyverns have been killed."
"Where?", Lothar asked.
"They spotted a ship coming from the south and decided to deal with it, but now they're dead."
"A single ship?"
"That is what the captain said."
"Tell them to send what attack ships are near to destroy it. Nothing must disrupt this invasion."
"Yes, Admiral."
On the shore, the savages run. They run from the water and into their city. The wyverns already started swooping down and devouring them. Their soldiers in blue clothing fired at them with their boomsticks but did next to nothing. A few managed to shoot down the riders, but that didn't stop the wyverns themselves. Now that the shore was empty, the troops could move in. Dozens of landing boats rowed to the shore and dropped off hundreds of soldiers who rallied and attacked the savages, but their weapons halted the assault.
"Push through!", yelled a lieutenant, "They are few in numbers! We must clear a path!". At that moment, two wyverns descended unto their carriages and destroyed the soldiers in blue. With that, the cohort marched on and reached the wide road. However, in the distance, they saw more metal carriages, but these were bigger and in a different color, with large boomsticks on top. The wyverns flew at them, but they soon got shot down and the carriages halted. Out of them came dozens of enemy soldiers, all dressed in vastly different armor than their blue counterparts.
The cohort got into a shield formation and the mages prepared to block the enemy's weapons, but they couldn't. Their magic wasn't working. "Do not falter!", the lieutenant shouted, "We must-". His mouth stopped moving as soon as it got blown to pieces by the enemy. The shields and armor provided them with no protection. They were all cut down and the enemy advanced. More and more of their carriages arrived and they quickly retook the shore.
"Admiral, we have a problem on the shore.", said the first mate.
"I can see that!", yelled Lothar, "Tell the attack ships to form a firing line and destroy the enemy! We cannot let them... are you listening?". The first mate pointed out towards the approaching ships in the distance. Five of them, two large and the rest smaller, all made of metal, and above them over a dozen flying arrowheads, dropping what looked like eggs. Each 'egg' landed on a ship and blew it to pieces. Dozens of ships were destroyed just like that. Lothar didn't have the words to express himself. He kept looking toward the enemy ships as they aimed their cannons and fired from impossible distances. The crew panicked and begged for help, but Lothar couldn't say anything. In his final moments, he watched as a giant metal rod flew into the sky from one of the ships and blew him to pieces along with his crew and ship.
---
"Boom!", cheered Fred, "They got the big one!"
"Shut up!", shouted Mitch, "Let's do what we came here to do.". He guided his cyclone patrol boat along with another one towards the enemy 'landing crafts'. The two opened fire with their 25mm chainguns they tore through the boats and ripped the soldiers inside apart, scattering their remains across the water. Along the way, they picked up the handful of survivors and tied them up.
In the main battle, two destroyers, USS Dewey-2, and Cutter opened fire on the enemy fleet. They targeted the largest ones first, and when they were done they moved on to the armed ships. The enemy was in complete chaos. Destroying the lead ship with the cruiser missile was a good idea, now they were leaderless and easy to take out.
The jets destroyed the ships on the outer formations and later moved inwards. Eventually, there were only thirteen ships left. Four had cannons and nine looked like they just carried supplies. They surrendered and raised white flags, a smart move. The coast guard boarded and cleared all of them before arresting the crew and towing the ships back.
"This is quite a mess lieutenant.", Fred said.
"It is. You just had to wish for a dragon, huh?"
Now that the attacks were stopped, the hard part began. Counting the losses and making a plan for what to do next.
End of chapter 3
---
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2023.03.26 10:45 Sinpleton025 Rifts of War - Chapter 3

Northeast park
Two hours since the invasion began
The invasion is a success. Thousands of savages have been purged and dozens captured. Not as frightening as the vision said, but the description holds true. These are the pale skin. Strangely, some of them have very dark skin and some even have skin as brown as a dwarf's. Strange indeed. Most men were taller than elves and Rosians but not as tall as an orc.
"Excellent.", Ylindar said as he observed the captives being sent through the rift, "They will be fine specimens for studying. We must find their weakness."
The 'humans', as they called themselves, resisted but fell in line eventually. The smaller ones cried and called out to their parents. It made the Rosians present sick. One of the women broke the line and ran to Ylindar. "Please! Stop this! Why are you doing this? Who are you?", she said through tears and shaking breaths.
Ylindar slapped her, causing her to fall to the ground. "Silence you wench! You are not worthy of being in my presence, let alone speak to me. Take her!". Soldiers hoisted her up and dragged her towards the others.
"You monsters!", yelled a man, "You will pay for this! You will all die her-". Before he could say more, Ylindar pierced his chest with his sword. Then he turned to the rest of the captives, "Any more of you savages willing to test me?"
"Stop!", yelled the Rosian captain present, "I demand you give us our share now."
Ylindar raised an eyebrow to that, "Your share?"
"Yes. We fought, pillaged, and brought captives. We did what you asked and now it is your turn to keep your end of the deal."
This made Ylindar chuckle, but he would humor the young Rosian, "Very well. We are an honorable empire after all. You may choose ten captives and split them amongst yourselves."
"Ten?"
"Yes. Take them now before I change my mind."
The captain faced the captains. In truth, he wanted to save the weak and innocent ones from suffering, but he couldn't save them all. He pointed to them one by one, picking out the children and elderly first as well as a woman with a child and a strong tall man who fought against the ferals and dwarves. Perhaps he could give them some insight.
"You over exceed Rosian. I said ten.", said Ylindar.
"This is ten people."
"She counts as two.", he said as he pointed to the pregnant woman.
"She is with child. That is unfair."
"And what will you do about it?"
The captain stuttered. He wanted to save her but it would mean dooming another life. What was he to do? He cursed Ylindar internally. Honorable? Horse shit.
"Leave me.", said the tall human, "Leave me behind and take her. Please." The captain was stunned, to say the least.
"Excellent", said Ylindar, "It appears you can bring them all. Enjoy your spoils.". With that, he left.
The woman thanked the tall man who then grabbed the captain by the arm and looked him in the eyes. "If anything happens to her, I will hold you responsible.", he said.
The captain nodded, "You have my word, warrior.". The man was dragged to the elven slave lines and pushed through the rift.
Ylindar was sitting at his desk writing a letter to the troops on the other side, saying the invasion was a success and a foothold was established. Handing the letter to a messenger he got up and walked to observe his army. Ten thousand elves, all gathered in a barbaric land to bring civilization. He looked up in the sky and saw the wyverns flying through the air. As he looked at them he didn't feel proud, he felt confused. There were too few of them. He brought fifty wyverns, which is half of an army's corps. Now there were less than two dozen. How?
His question would be answered as several strange contraptions flew in the air at the wyverns. They didn't have wings but still flew in a straight line. The wyverns outnumbered them and Ylindar assumed this was a victory, but his hopes were crushed as the contraptions fired what looked like cannons and tore through the wyverns like a sword through parchment.
He stepped back in shock and watched as the cannon-wielding machines finished the wyverns and turned towards them.
"General!", called a soldier, "Enemy carriages approach! It appears to be their army!"
Ylindar grinned, "At last. Soldiers of the light! Prepare yourselves! The savages have finally sent their warriors! We will crush them and clear a path for our reinforcements! Formations!"
The infantry prepared their shields and spears, archers and mages took their positions, it was time to face this world's true force. The metal carriages halted and out of them came out dozens of soldiers. Then dozens more came from flying contraptions.
Raising his sword, Ylindar yelled out the order, "Attack!".
---
"Here they come!", yelled Paterson.
"Open fire!", ordered Jefferson. The rifles, machine guns, and grenade launchers wreaked havoc upon the enemy. Bullets tore through shields, machine guns ripped people apart, and explosions turned any poor fool near it into minced meat. Their tight formations only added to their demise.
The attack helicopters arrived when they finished the dragon things and opened fire with their chain guns and anti-infantry rockets. The enemies fell by the thousands and some even started to retreat while most fell to their knees and begged for mercy.
When the firing stopped all that was left of the ten thousand enemy soldiers were scorched bodies riddled with holes. There was almost nothing left of their camp. The screaming soldiers were taken into custody. All but one guy with a cape.
"You-You dare!", yelled the blue-skinned man, "Do you have any idea who I am!? Who I represent!? You shall suffer for your barbarism!". He drew his sword and ran to the nearest soldier, who promptly raised his rifle and shot him in the chest twice.
"Round them all up.", ordered Jefferson, "Send word to HQ that it's over."
The enemy captives were loaded up into trucks and sent to Fort Curz for questioning. As they were being loaded up, one of the blue soldiers started smiling and chuckling. "What's so funny?", asked Paterson.
"This is only the beginning.", he replied. Paterson widened his eyes and ran to Jefferson.
"Sir!"
"What is it?"
"I just information on the attack. This was the first wave. More are coming."
Jefferson wasted no time in reacting and grabbed his radio, "All units, prepare for a second attack! Air squadrons, hold your positions until enough of them group up and shot down those dragons! Don't waste ammo!"
"Rodger that.", said a pilot. The guard and police force pulled back and created a semi-circle out of armored vehicles facing the portal. Hundreds of rifles and machine guns were pointed toward the shining rectangle.
---
Captain Zorgin led the second wave through the rift. The remaining forty thousand elves and ten thousand dwarves marched to the other side. But something wasn't right. When the messenger arrived he reported that the invasion was a success, but later dozens of soldiers came back saying that they should not go through. They came saying how the savages have great machines of death capable of destroying armies. Be that as it may, general Ylindar was out there and Zorgin swore he would bring him back.
"General Bardek!", he called, "You will lead the charge with your troops. After you get through, our cavalry and wyverns will enter and attack."
"Right.", said Bardek, "I can't let Dalmin have all the fun after all.". He rushed forward on his war hog, leading his troops. "Warriors of Nundolar! The enemy we face is formidable! But we will show them the might of dwarven steel!". The dwarven warrior roared and charged through the rift. As soon as they passed through they were met with a horrid sight.
Thousands dead and burned, the camp nor the general could be seen, only the line of carriages and hundreds of enemy soldiers. Bardek didn't stop to think. The adrenalin carried him forward. He charged with his troops, screaming and firing, hoping he could break the enemy's defenses. But hopes were not enough. The enemy opened fire and Bardek experienced true fear. His hog was shot and he fell to the ground. The enemy's boomsticks fired without stopping, their cannons killed dozens of soldiers with each blast, and they couldn't even get close. His pride, his dwarven pride, was broken. He could only lie down and pray he would survive.
Zorgin led his cavalry through. He looked for his general but found nothing but dead bodies and ash. He snapped back as he heard cannon fire and redirected his troops. "Over there! Their flank is less defended! We will break it, come on!". Leading the cavalry charge he kept observing the enemy. They had strange-looking black shields and only a single line between two carriages. They opened fire with their boomsticks and Zorgin's cavalry started taking casualties but still held on. Zorgin was closing in, but then the enemy soldiers fired some sort of metal boxes that spewed smoke. 'What trickery is this?', Zorgin thought, but when the smoke spread and got into their eyes, they understood its purpose. It made their eyes burn and they could hardly breathe. The horses were affected the same way as they stopped in their tracks. They couldn't see anything but they felt as if they were knocked out.
More and more soldiers exited the rift and with their sheer numbers, they were starting to get close. But as they did, the flying monsters of metal rained fire upon them and their numbers kept dropping. The wyverns were blown to pieces by either them or the cannons. It wasn't a battle, it was more of a one-sided slaughter. Only a few dozen were able to run back to the rift. Most were either wounded, screaming from the killer smoke or just lying down and surrendered. Surprisingly, the enemy took them captive instead of killing them. Zorgin tried to resist but to no avail.
"Where is general Ylindar?!", he yelled as he was dragged, "I demand you answer me immediately!"
One of the soldiers in light brown armor came up to him and grabbed him by the arm and dragged him in another direction. After stopping he pushed him to his knees. "Here.", he spoke, "Is this him?"
Zorgin could barely see, his vision was foggy, but there was no mistaking it. The armor, the cape, the helmet, it was him. Zorgin shed tears of regret, regret that he failed in his duty.
"I'll take that as a yes.", said the soldier before lifting Zorgin back on his feet.
"You haven't won!", Zorgin yelled, "Our fleet has taken your shores by now! Soon enough, more ships will follow and you will perish!"
"I wouldn't worry about that.", said the soldier in a calm tone, leaving Zorgin puzzled.
---
Three hours earlier
South coast of California, Del Mar, near San Diego
Admiral Lothar Tanros has passed through the rift. Large enough for more than a dozen ships to pass through it advanced his progress. Each fleet was well-equipped for an invasion. It consisted of twenty troop carriers with held ten thousand troops in total, thirty attack ships with eight cannons, five wyvern carriers with five to six wyverns each, and forty-five supply ships with materials necessary to build and sustain the fleet and build a coastal fortification. All are led by the admiral's personal grand ship. A huge naval vessel with several sails and cannons on both sides. Truly a powerful presentation.
"Admiral!", shouted the first mate, "Land is within sight!"
"Excellent!", said Lothar, "Let the wyvern carriers pass through first. I want air superiority as soon as possible. Along with them, I want half of our troop carriers. We need to take the shore immediately."
"Yes, admiral!".
---
Lieutenant Mitch Floyd was just doing his routine patrols. It was his turn to take the patrol boat for a spin. All he had to do was go to Dana point and back, simple, he's done it dozens of times before. All the while the crew was gathered around a TV and watching the live recordings of the attack in North Carolina. What they felt was beyond words.
"Sir, how can you not watch this?", asked a crew member.
"It's cause I trust our boys to kill those freaks.", Mitch replied, "Don't you?"
"W-Well of course but, damn. This shit is insane. Gotta say I'm jealous, I kinda want to shoot some dragons."
"Careful watch you wish for, kid.". As Mitch sailed on he began to notice something strange in front. A large number of wooden ships heading towards Del mar. In the sky were large dragon-like reptiles. 'Just my luck.", Mitch thought.
"Battle stations!", ordered Mitchel, "Looks like your wish came true Fred!"
Fred looked out and saw three dragons flying toward them, "Holy shit! I didn't mean now!". He ran towards the .50 caliber machine gun and readied himself. The cyclone class patrol boat wasn't something to be messed with. As the dragons got closer, the 25mm machine gun raised itself, aimed, and let loose. The lizards couldn't even react before they got turned into Swiss cheese.
"Woohoo!", cheered Fred, "We got 'em!"
"Don't open the champagne just yet!", Mitch shouted, "We still have those ships to deal with. I count roughly a hundred, various sizes. Richerdson, get in contact with HQ! Tell them what's going on, we need air support. Alert the National guard as well."
"Yes, sir!", said Richerdson.
'God help us.', Mitch thought as he sailed into the fray.
---
"Admiral!", yelled the first mate, "Some of our wyverns have been killed."
"Where?", Lothar asked.
"They spotted a ship coming from the south and decided to deal with it, but now they're dead."
"A single ship?"
"That is what the captain said."
"Tell them to send what attack ships are near to destroy it. Nothing must disrupt this invasion."
"Yes, Admiral."
On the shore, the savages run. They run from the water and into their city. The wyverns already started swooping down and devouring them. Their soldiers in blue clothing fired at them with their boomsticks but did next to nothing. A few managed to shoot down the riders, but that didn't stop the wyverns themselves. Now that the shore was empty, the troops could move in. Dozens of landing boats rowed to the shore and dropped off hundreds of soldiers who rallied and attacked the savages, but their weapons halted the assault.
"Push through!", yelled a lieutenant, "They are few in numbers! We must clear a path!". At that moment, two wyverns descended unto their carriages and destroyed the soldiers in blue. With that, the cohort marched on and reached the wide road. However, in the distance, they saw more metal carriages, but these were bigger and in a different color, with large boomsticks on top. The wyverns flew at them, but they soon got shot down and the carriages halted. Out of them came dozens of enemy soldiers, all dressed in vastly different armor than their blue counterparts.
The cohort got into a shield formation and the mages prepared to block the enemy's weapons, but they couldn't. Their magic wasn't working. "Do not falter!", the lieutenant shouted, "We must-". His mouth stopped moving as soon as it got blown to pieces by the enemy. The shields and armor provided them with no protection. They were all cut down and the enemy advanced. More and more of their carriages arrived and they quickly retook the shore.
"Admiral, we have a problem on the shore.", said the first mate.
"I can see that!", yelled Lothar, "Tell the attack ships to form a firing line and destroy the enemy! We cannot let them... are you listening?". The first mate pointed out towards the approaching ships in the distance. Five of them, two large and the rest smaller, all made of metal, and above them over a dozen flying arrowheads, dropping what looked like eggs. Each 'egg' landed on a ship and blew it to pieces. Dozens of ships were destroyed just like that. Lothar didn't have the words to express himself. He kept looking toward the enemy ships as they aimed their cannons and fired from impossible distances. The crew panicked and begged for help, but Lothar couldn't say anything. In his final moments, he watched as a giant metal rod flew into the sky from one of the ships and blew him to pieces along with his crew and ship.
---
"Boom!", cheered Fred, "They got the big one!"
"Shut up!", shouted Mitch, "Let's do what we came here to do.". He guided his cyclone patrol boat along with another one towards the enemy 'landing crafts'. The two opened fire with their 25mm chainguns they tore through the boats and ripped the soldiers inside apart, scattering their remains across the water. Along the way, they picked up the handful of survivors and tied them up.
In the main battle, two destroyers, USS Dewey-2, and Cutter opened fire on the enemy fleet. They targeted the largest ones first, and when they were done they moved on to the armed ships. The enemy was in complete chaos. Destroying the lead ship with the cruiser missile was a good idea, now they were leaderless and easy to take out.
The jets destroyed the ships on the outer formations and later moved inwards. Eventually, there were only thirteen ships left. Four had cannons and nine looked like they just carried supplies. They surrendered and raised white flags, a smart move. The coast guard boarded and cleared all of them before arresting the crew and towing the ships back.
"This is quite a mess lieutenant.", Fred said.
"It is. You just had to wish for a dragon, huh?"
Now that the attacks were stopped, the hard part began. Counting the losses and making a plan for what to do next.
End of chapter 3
---
Sorry for the short chapter, in hindsight I should have just written one very long one. Won't happen again, pinky promise.
Thank you very much for watching. If you'd like to support me (for some freakin' reason) and get access to future chapters early feel free to upvote, follow, and support me on Patreon:
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2023.03.26 10:44 Consistent-Call-769 Does this girl like me?

This is a repost from another sub and Ik this is going to look messy and not make much sense but I'm not sure how to word it lol and for context recently some classed have changed and stuff and in sat next to this gir (were both 15)l who I don't really know but she's friends with one of my friends who liked her and got friendzoned and won't admit it or atleast I think and in lessons she jokes around with him and stuff but since the classes have moved I'm sat near her in a few lessons and she's started joking around with me and it might be cos I'm sat near my friend but it feels like she does it more to me than him and she's always laughing and sometimes it feels a little awkward and she does stuff like poking me to get me to turn round or taking a pen even tho I don't know her and I just brush it off most of the time and it's only been a couple of days and she does the same with my friend but it feels weird cos I'm not friends with her and i don't have her number or anything
The only thing is before we moved I saw her occasionally outside of school and then my friend would ask me if I saw her which makes me thinks she was talking about me and it seems weird to talk about someone who doesn't know to him but then I think jt might just be cos I'm his friend and she knows that
I've never been in a relationship before or anything so I don't know what to expect but I'm old enough now where its not like just little relationships that last a week and people are more serious about it and I'm not really friends with any girls it's not that I don't know any it's just I'm not really friend with any so idk if she's just being friendly or flirting or it's just cos I like her but it feels weird and honestly idk what's happening so i was hoping someone could help
Edit:
this post is kinda sloppy but I forgot to mention it's so obvious my friend likes her so idk if it's obvious i like her too and she knows I do but I haven't really been doing anything back or at least I don't think I have or I've been like hinting that I like and I haven't said anything to her so from my perspective she doesn't know how i feel but maybe she knows I do and just hasn't said anything either
My friend has never asked her out or anything either so maybe their not just friends and its just no ones said anything and i don't want to say anything to her or do anything incase she doesn't like me so I don't know
Now I'm thinking that if she friendzoned him and is still just joking around with him being friends if she's friendzoned me too cos she knows I like her but that doesn't really make sense cos I've never really spoke to her but maybe when I was near her and my friend and they were joking around it was obvious I liked her so she did the same to me even tho I never said anything
This second part is more of a rant lmao
I don't think she likes me but I'm always thinking what if she does and I'm not the most confident person so it's hard to imagine that she actually does if that makes sense but the main thing is I have 0 experience with this kinda thing so I'm clueless
Another edit lmao:
Ik this is already long but there's so much I want to say and one of the main things is that I don't have a crush on her I just like her or at least I think but the thing is out of all the girls in my year she's the one I like the most but I had a crush on a girl a year above me ages ago that's kinda faded and I feel nervous when I see her occasionally but I don't feel nervous around this girl and the other thing was that I know for a fact I'm not the only one who likes her cos there's my friend I said about and another one of my friends who asked her out and got rejected so there's probably other people who like her but neither of them no i like her cos I haven't said anything to anyone
In short, there's a girl who moved next to me in some classes and I can't tell of she's flirting with me or not if that's even what you can call it
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2023.03.26 10:43 linkenski To me the "Choices Matter" factor was always about the illusion of choice.

I think largely the whole recognition of the franchise as being "About having choices that matter" is, but was always, overestimated by fans, especially when it comes to the ending. As in, I don't even think that the ending's primary mistake is to not land the story in a way where all choices mattered.
Every game in the series actually runs linearly in many ways. Mass Effect 1 has a beginning, middle and ending that's the same but with granular changes here and there. Mass Effect 2 also has a beginning, a lot of disjointed middle missions, and an ending that is largely limited to the same plot happening in the same way, but they emphasized choices to great effect and emotional impact here. Mass Effect 3 is more like ME1. It has a beginning, middle and ending where the narrative flows through the same dramatic swings, but deceptively, 3 actually has the biggest branching variance to its middle, whereas the ending is more like ME1 where it's the same almost no matter what but a few granular flip-switches are set and others are not.
What really pissed many off was how they were still somehow expecting all the choices they had made previously to determine the kind of ending they would see, and then realizing that no, none of that really happens but you get the A, B, C choice and that's it. If we pretend Extended Cut was always there (how many LE players saw it), we can at least admit that ME3's ending has as many variations as the Suicide Mission combined with the original endgame's granular changes. It's not as emotionally impactful to see slideshows of choices you already made, as it was to see a character live or die in the Collector Base, but there's actually a huge number of factors going into both the content of the speech in Extended Cut (all 3 speeches, but mainly the Control one) and what the slideshows depict. A great reminder of how your entire journey turned out, in summary.
The thing is, a lot of what made us care about any of this happened because the mainline plot's writing is strong enough and through its context, the side-chapters and characterization of the cast, and detail of its world was strong enough just in pure writing skill that it felt real, and that made you feel invested. If you removed all choices and damn near picked any branch of narrative, even largely the Renegade path, as the "only" outcome, all 3 games would still be compelling.
Admittedly, the way you select who Shepard is, their gender, the romances, the save-import between the games and fun optional interactions and branching side-quests all made us feel like we mattered in the game. That's what I personally love about choices; it's the interactivity of the story as a video game, where the player is put into the driver's seat. However, in the end it really is just a series of granular decisions that provide an alternate spin on the same scenes that almost everybody see. I think that's not a weakness, even though there were disappointing choices in particular (Rachni Queen, anyone?).
I just think largely what compelled me about Mass Effect was the impression that I was being made to choose things, and that the moment that I do I'm seriously considering the ethical dilemma of things, and the personal opinions of the characters I cared about in making a choice. And largely, that's also the things they capitalized on: Whether the choice itself was "Paragon" or "Renegade" because Mass Effect is a tale about Morality, even the final choice where they fuck with you by throwing subversive ambiguity about what characterizes something as renegade, paragon or... green (lol). But more effectively, the characters often end up having comments that tell you what that character would've done in your shoes, and through that they explored the other themes of the clash between alien cultures, and things like honor, pride, psychology etc.
They used choices as a storytelling tool, not as a way for the player to "make their own story". However, marketing people LOVE stuff like that. If you wanna blame anyone for misleading you into thinking Mass Effect was 100% gonna be your own individual story, that's because BioWare and EA marketing people were pushing that narrative. Even Casey Hudson, ending-lies aside, was never really that adamant in interviews that the entire narrative would form around your decisions. He emphasized the great way that having choices would impact the sense of cinema and action they were going for, and ultimately Mass Effect is just a form of interactive cinema, and that's what its choices were made to support.
TL;DR: People don't always appreciate Mass Effect's choice systems for what qualities they actually brought, by over-focusing on "outcome" instead of the values the choices in the series did provide: Themes, moral dilemmas, character opinions, and the feeling that you were in control as you had to consider them.
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2023.03.26 10:40 Summer198283 AFib when walking - holter ECG

A recent long ECG report from a holder monitor shows AFib when walking (including going up and downstairs). It also shows 4,000 ventricular ectopic beats. It is marked 'abnormal ECG', but was cleared as 'okay'/no arrhythmia by the hospital. I saw this in the data and do not have a copy of the ECG read out at those points.
I was surprised as I feel okay when walking. Could it be an error with the holder monitor being disturbed by movement (also shows a max bpm of nearly 300 and a min of 15, which I hope is a glitch - my Apple Watch showed a max of 130 and a min of 50) or likely to be real AFib? I had post-MRNA myocarditis in 2021 (inflammation persisted for a year) that has left scarring and am on long-term steroids (5mg a day) as it also triggered an auto-immune reaction. It has also left me with a lot of anxiety. Can the steroids cause AFib? I am working on a plan to taper, but am scared of having any flare-up of myocarditis.
Thank you for any insights.
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