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2010.12.31 08:03 scudd Ghost Recon - Official Subreddit
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2012.06.10 19:52 Crix9 Ghost Recon: Wildlands
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2017.10.30 17:04 RaneofPane Ghost of Tsushima
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2023.06.09 17:19 AndsTheBulliedEmoJk Haha fuck you my minions will solo
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2023.06.09 17:10 Mortennif Here are changes I would make for every killer
Trapper - Any survivor tampering with bear traps suffers from Exposed, Oblivious, Hindered by 50%, Blindness, Exhausted, Broken and has their aura revaled. All of this for 600 seconds
Wraith - Wraith can now smack survivors from beneath his cloak
Hillbilly - When chainsaw overheats it explodes killing everyone in the trial
Nurse - She starts taking pain blocking medicine and no longer goes into fatigue after blinking
Huntress - Hatchets have mini propellers installed that guide them towards the survivors
Doctor - Survivors in madness 1, 2 or 3 see ilusionary palletes, windows, lit hex totems, generators, chests, doctors and other survivors. They remain there until action associated with them is completed, after which they disapear
Hag - wiping away the traps triggers them (to wipe them you need to touch them)
Shape - Adds Evil Within 4. While in it the Shape can grab and murder any survivor and he has 150% haste
Cannibal - going near a hook while using your chainsaw will refill all tokens
Nightmare - While in the dream world unmutable baby shark song plays at all times.
Pig - Jigsaw boxes are rigged and none of them contain the key
Clown - Yellow bottles now smell like piss
Spirit - it is possible to disattach body parts to split up and search for survivors.
Legion - There is now 4 of them
Plague - untreated infection might cause the survivor to die
Ghost Face - Marking a survivor reveals their search history to all other survivors
Demo - Survivors can be grabbed into upside down, a place with 0 palettes or windows
Oni - You can pull out the club while not it blood fury
Deathslinger - Instead of the redeemer you use an AK-47
Pyramind Head - While suffering from torment survivors get visions of their cringiest memories
Blight - New serum formula allows the blight to fly
Twins - Victor is now a grow up adult that hunts survivors by himself
Trickster - blades can go through walls
Nemesis - any stars members suffer from exposed and can be moried for the duration of the trial
Pinhead - solving the box requires the player to solve an unsloved before integral.
Artist - Any crows on the map start swarming survivors
Sadako - TV's now spawn in every trials. Watching them causes sadako to spawn and having 2 killers in one trial (or 5 in legions case)
Dredge - Going near a survivor for 3 seconds will consume them and add them to the dredge
Wesker - after 7 minutes everyone is sacrificed
Knight - All 3 guards will find a gen each and kick it whenever possible
Skull Merchant - She gets replaced by the Predator
Singularity - 3D printers' nozzles randomly jam, requring the survivors to spend 2 hours trying to unjam them
I do believe these would be great changes for each of the killers. Let me know what you think
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Wraith - Wraith can now smack survivors from beneath his cloak
Hillbilly - When chainsaw overheats it explodes killing everyone in the trial
Nurse - She starts taking pain blocking medicine and no longer goes into fatigue after blinking
Huntress - Hatchets have mini propellers installed that guide them towards the survivors
Doctor - Survivors in madness 1, 2 or 3 see ilusionary palletes, windows, lit hex totems, generators, chests, doctors and other survivors. They remain there until action associated with them is completed, after which they disapear
Hag - wiping away the traps triggers them (to wipe them you need to touch them)
Shape - Adds Evil Within 4. While in it the Shape can grab and murder any survivor and he has 150% haste
Cannibal - going near a hook while using your chainsaw will refill all tokens
Nightmare - While in the dream world unmutable baby shark song plays at all times.
Pig - Jigsaw boxes are rigged and none of them contain the key
Clown - Yellow bottles now smell like piss
Spirit - it is possible to disattach body parts to split up and search for survivors.
Legion - There is now 4 of them
Plague - untreated infection might cause the survivor to die
Ghost Face - Marking a survivor reveals their search history to all other survivors
Demo - Survivors can be grabbed into upside down, a place with 0 palettes or windows
Oni - You can pull out the club while not it blood fury
Deathslinger - Instead of the redeemer you use an AK-47
Pyramind Head - While suffering from torment survivors get visions of their cringiest memories
Blight - New serum formula allows the blight to fly
Twins - Victor is now a grow up adult that hunts survivors by himself
Trickster - blades can go through walls
Nemesis - any stars members suffer from exposed and can be moried for the duration of the trial
Pinhead - solving the box requires the player to solve an unsloved before integral.
Artist - Any crows on the map start swarming survivors
Sadako - TV's now spawn in every trials. Watching them causes sadako to spawn and having 2 killers in one trial (or 5 in legions case)
Dredge - Going near a survivor for 3 seconds will consume them and add them to the dredge
Wesker - after 7 minutes everyone is sacrificed
Knight - All 3 guards will find a gen each and kick it whenever possible
Skull Merchant - She gets replaced by the Predator
Singularity - 3D printers' nozzles randomly jam, requring the survivors to spend 2 hours trying to unjam them
I do believe these would be great changes for each of the killers. Let me know what you think
2023.06.09 16:43 Whowutwhen Got Divorced so I ate some mushrooms. Trip Report.
Context and days prior. 41 year old, many years of experience with psychedelics. Married at 19, have been in divorce for the last 6 months, Finalized on trip day. Months of journaling, meditation and personal work lead up to this trip. The 10 days prior consisted of a minimum of 30 minutes of intention journaling daily, focusing on shedding the old, forgiveness of self and others, acceptance of self and situation, love of self and all, focusing on my strengths and rebirth into a new self. Day before, house cleaning, pretty easy. I just moved in. I held close my intentions from the journaling as I made a ritual of the cleaning.
12.20 Ingest - 3.55 Golden Teacher - 1.5 APE Blob, powderized, mixed in OJ for 20 min. 12.20-12.35 Read the intention journals. By the 7th one, eyes became hard to focus, words start to become hard to understand. 12.35-1 Lied in bed with no sound and eyes covered. 4 distinct visions occurred but I only recall 3. 1. I was in an amusement park ride line, and a special “more fun” line opened up, despite me wanting to, I could not figure out how to walk over to that line, I didn't know how to. 2. I was an amusement park game and kids were running up to me and playing the game to be showered with love and joy. 3. I was waiting for a bus, a party bus pulled up full of all the things an older version of myself would have loved to do, I again was left unsure how to take that path and was frustrated by it. 1-1.40. At this point a large current of energy had begun running through the body, I took a shower. This was a thoughtless lightshow. The faucet handle took the visage of an Aztec priestess, crying neon green tears. Various symbols and patterns danced across the walls and curtain which had taken an ethereal, ghostly appearance. At some point the shower curtain had collected water and slipped outside the tub making a bit of a mess. Tossed a towel on it and tried to continue showering but was too distracted by the mess. Hopped out and cleaned up. At this point the energy in the body felt like lightning. Uncontainable, I gave my sister a call, chatted about the birds and her new crocs for a few minutes, then I had to burn off energy. 1.40-2.20 Bike Ride - Decided to ride my bike down to the lake. The ride to the lake was easeful and exciting, arriving at the lake a sense that I should not have taken this bike ride came over me. It wasn't ominous, just a sense that this ride might not have been a responsible decision. I decided to return home. Riding home some mild panic set in and the notion of being hit by a car and the news reports that would follow, “hippy on mushrooms killed by car”. Allowing this to pass while riding a less busy path home. Thoughts of people I know and what they may be thinking of me at this time come in. I wonder if they think I am ok, if I am depressed, if I am going to do something rash today. I laugh at the thought as I arrive home. 2.30-4ish. Unitive Experience. Exhausted from the ride I return to lying down. This was the most impactful period of the experience, but words largely fail me. All perception of the outside world melted away. There was only this one space filled with it all, not separate from it, not a rider in it, I was it. A lawful order flowing endlessly, landing here, now in this perfect moment. Feeling this sense of order, my place here became very clear to me. If it is all flowing orderly, then there is no place else to be than right here in this moment, every moment. The sense I had always been and never been. This went on for eons seemingly. 4ish-5.30ish. At some point sense contacts begin to return and I open my eyes. At this point I am mostly returned. Feeling an overwhelming sense of belonging I spring out of bed, laugh at the disheveled figure in the mirror, tie my hair back and head outside. I grab my bike and ride for a pack of smoke, there is so much life, but I’ve been missing it. Trapped in the illusion of thought, distracting me(us) from all this beauty. This beauty is already here, all the time, no modifications needed. Got home from the gas station and made a drink, a drink in hand excuses a lot of silly behavior ;) and went to water my gardens.
Around 5.30 my daughter comes to hang out and we talk about my experience and enjoy a couple drinks and some cannabis. Around 7 a friend comes by. We all hang out for a while, they leave around 9pm, and I go to bed shortly there after.
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12.20 Ingest - 3.55 Golden Teacher - 1.5 APE Blob, powderized, mixed in OJ for 20 min. 12.20-12.35 Read the intention journals. By the 7th one, eyes became hard to focus, words start to become hard to understand. 12.35-1 Lied in bed with no sound and eyes covered. 4 distinct visions occurred but I only recall 3. 1. I was in an amusement park ride line, and a special “more fun” line opened up, despite me wanting to, I could not figure out how to walk over to that line, I didn't know how to. 2. I was an amusement park game and kids were running up to me and playing the game to be showered with love and joy. 3. I was waiting for a bus, a party bus pulled up full of all the things an older version of myself would have loved to do, I again was left unsure how to take that path and was frustrated by it. 1-1.40. At this point a large current of energy had begun running through the body, I took a shower. This was a thoughtless lightshow. The faucet handle took the visage of an Aztec priestess, crying neon green tears. Various symbols and patterns danced across the walls and curtain which had taken an ethereal, ghostly appearance. At some point the shower curtain had collected water and slipped outside the tub making a bit of a mess. Tossed a towel on it and tried to continue showering but was too distracted by the mess. Hopped out and cleaned up. At this point the energy in the body felt like lightning. Uncontainable, I gave my sister a call, chatted about the birds and her new crocs for a few minutes, then I had to burn off energy. 1.40-2.20 Bike Ride - Decided to ride my bike down to the lake. The ride to the lake was easeful and exciting, arriving at the lake a sense that I should not have taken this bike ride came over me. It wasn't ominous, just a sense that this ride might not have been a responsible decision. I decided to return home. Riding home some mild panic set in and the notion of being hit by a car and the news reports that would follow, “hippy on mushrooms killed by car”. Allowing this to pass while riding a less busy path home. Thoughts of people I know and what they may be thinking of me at this time come in. I wonder if they think I am ok, if I am depressed, if I am going to do something rash today. I laugh at the thought as I arrive home. 2.30-4ish. Unitive Experience. Exhausted from the ride I return to lying down. This was the most impactful period of the experience, but words largely fail me. All perception of the outside world melted away. There was only this one space filled with it all, not separate from it, not a rider in it, I was it. A lawful order flowing endlessly, landing here, now in this perfect moment. Feeling this sense of order, my place here became very clear to me. If it is all flowing orderly, then there is no place else to be than right here in this moment, every moment. The sense I had always been and never been. This went on for eons seemingly. 4ish-5.30ish. At some point sense contacts begin to return and I open my eyes. At this point I am mostly returned. Feeling an overwhelming sense of belonging I spring out of bed, laugh at the disheveled figure in the mirror, tie my hair back and head outside. I grab my bike and ride for a pack of smoke, there is so much life, but I’ve been missing it. Trapped in the illusion of thought, distracting me(us) from all this beauty. This beauty is already here, all the time, no modifications needed. Got home from the gas station and made a drink, a drink in hand excuses a lot of silly behavior ;) and went to water my gardens.
Around 5.30 my daughter comes to hang out and we talk about my experience and enjoy a couple drinks and some cannabis. Around 7 a friend comes by. We all hang out for a while, they leave around 9pm, and I go to bed shortly there after.
2023.06.09 16:42 CamoGrindber All NFS games I own
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2023.06.09 16:29 Brennod10 Property Damage Help (MA)
(Massachusetts) A driver had a medical episode and drove into a bollard in my driveway, which knocked out a post supporting the corner of my front porch. There is a mix of structural and cosmetic damage to the porch and asphalt. I (admittedly without thinking) immediately opened a claim with my homeowner's insurance (Universal Property and Casualty Insurance). I figured since the driver was completely at fault that this was a no brainer, but the total damage covered is only ~$12,000 according to the adjuster. After the deductible (nearly $7,000) and depreciation ($3,000), all I was given was a check for $2500.
I had to begin repairs with a family member because the porch support is in an unsafe condition. With only $2500 to work with for now, I'm unable to even afford to pay a contractor to do this entire job. Do I have any recourse / anything I can do differently to recover additional funds? The final payout will be around $9,200 once subrogation is complete (many months from now I imagine), but this is a very low value for the damage caused. 2 contractors have come out to look and give an estimate, but they've ghosted me and now that I've started repairs on my own I doubt anyone would be willing to help. If anything at all, I'm stressed because this is a best case scenario for the driver who was entirely at fault and his insurance... I know emotions don't matter but it doesn't feel right that he gets to walk away easy like this and put me in a tough spot.
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I had to begin repairs with a family member because the porch support is in an unsafe condition. With only $2500 to work with for now, I'm unable to even afford to pay a contractor to do this entire job. Do I have any recourse / anything I can do differently to recover additional funds? The final payout will be around $9,200 once subrogation is complete (many months from now I imagine), but this is a very low value for the damage caused. 2 contractors have come out to look and give an estimate, but they've ghosted me and now that I've started repairs on my own I doubt anyone would be willing to help. If anything at all, I'm stressed because this is a best case scenario for the driver who was entirely at fault and his insurance... I know emotions don't matter but it doesn't feel right that he gets to walk away easy like this and put me in a tough spot.
2023.06.09 16:23 lbabinz [PNP Games] Weekly Game Sale (PlayStation Days of Play, Xbox Controllers, Bethesda, more)
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2023.06.09 15:57 codyhudson1984 Internal geared hub for 12x135 thru axle
I have a 2018 Ghost Kato FS 7.7 bike I am looking to put a internally geared hub on it The rear axle is 12x135 mm and is a thru axle. I was hoping someone would know which internal geared hub would work for this bike thank you so much in advance.
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2023.06.09 15:55 codyhudson1984 Internal geared hubs for 12x135 thru axle
I have a 2018 Ghost Kato FS 7.7 bike with a 12x135 thru axle. Does anyone know what internally geared hub will work for this bike? I thought enviolo would work but that is for boost spacing. Rohloff is out of my budget at the moment.
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2023.06.09 15:51 That_Ty_Guy_ Why you should join the Rumble Heroes discord
 | https://discord.gg/rumble-heroes-1083487734074703902 submitted by That_Ty_Guy_ to RumbleHeroes [link] [comments] So you're not a part of the Rumble Heroes discord server yet? Yikes Here are a few reasons you should join the discord server: 1 - Receive live help on team building https://preview.redd.it/hpp3xvxcuz4b1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=fcd1b343c7779bfe5c236a5597f0e2cadf4fa5d6 2 - Gloat about your amazing pub pulls https://preview.redd.it/uaimlg6ntz4b1.jpg?width=635&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f1bc9e570aad867b4d26e4c2946120f537d0ab4c 3 - Take part in the great pig slaughtering race, where we see how fast you can clear stage 5 of the golden pig. Current record is 9 seconds! https://preview.redd.it/gf4ptl6bvz4b1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f001c40519968f18adbbb9b1680a4ce3b8e18a64 4 - See some truly amazing feats from some truly amazing players. Such as: Someone almost capping the progress on the tower of trial towers: https://preview.redd.it/34vlkfcwvz4b1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=041095c9a6a26d013439516b2c4bff3404e3b26f Someone going through great lengths to optimize gameplay https://preview.redd.it/7j7ti4ijwz4b1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f6cf74e8e8049bbbd201dab140ee49319c89557f At 1,960 members. The Rumble Heores discord is the best place to go to have live meaningful discussion with some of the best players this game has. See you there! :) https://discord.gg/rumble-heroes-1083487734074703902 |
2023.06.09 15:24 tgellis_ealisia In the haunted town of Ravensilver, a curse looms...
... over the wealthy gnome family led by the Lady Isabella Silveria.
When her firstborn daughter, Sarena, goes missing, rumors of the curse spread. The players are hired to investigate the Whispering Grove, where they uncover the secrets of the abandoned Ravenwood Manor, once the home of the Silveria family.
As they delve into the family's dark history, they discover a generations-old pact with a vile hag that drives Silveria’s economy.
Clues and red herrings guide the players through diary entries, faded paintings, and hidden chambers.
Everybody is suspect. Broke Bertrand,Miss Margaret, Grey Gregor and even Butler Roderick.
Will the heroes side with Lady Isabella and condemn Sarena to a life of servitude, or assist Sarena in breaking the curse that rests upon Ravensilver, risking the loss of not only the family's wealth, but the driving engine of Ravensilver’s thriving economy.
Okay, that's the pitch. If you're interested in running a mystery adventure in one of your upcoming games, maybe the points below will inspire you!
Enjoy and let me know how you expand or enrich the premise to have fun with your table!
The Curse of Ravensilver Manor
The Premise Sarena Silveria, the firstborn daughter and heir of Ravenwood Enterprisesf has gone missing in the Whispering Grove. She is the daughter of Lady Isabella Silveria, the wealthiest gnomish businesswoman in town and the locals have searched but dare not go near the corrupted wood. Sarena is eleven years old. The townsfolk quickly whisper of the curse that haunts Lady Isabella’s family.
Your players are retained to investigate the Whispering Grove and will discover the haunted Ravensilver Manor. They will learn that this curse is tied to a generations-old pact with a vile hag, upon which the gnome’s wealth is based; as long as the family wishes to remain wealthy, they must send their first-born into a lifetime of decrepit servitude before they reach the age of twelve.
Clues and Red Herrings 1. Sarena’s diary. A cryptic snippet describes this detail of the pact: “...every firstborn shall be given over to serve…” and "...the tears of elves can break the spell." It alludes to a hidden room.
Red Herring 2: A suspicious forest hermit called Qualem with a shady past - he deals in shoric (drug) - who may appear guilty but is ultimately unrelated to the curse, but uses the Ravenwood Manor as a place to stash his wares.
Suspects or People of Interest 1. Lady Isabella, the matriarch of the family, who holds valuable information about the pact but hides a dark secret. 2. Broke Bertrand, Lady Isabella's estranged brother, who seeks to break the curse for personal redemption. 3. Miss Margaret, a distant relative with a deep interest in the family's secrets, who wishes to take over the family business from Isabella. 4. Grey Gregor, the outcast uncle of this wealthy family who lives a normal life, not benefitting from the family’s wealth, and has researched ways to break the curse. He dotes on Sarena, and is distraught she is missing. 5. Roderick, the enigmatic family butler with a connection to the original pact, who guards his loyalty and motivations closely. 6. Qualem the forest hermit and shoric dealer. (Red Herring) 7. Awz, the cheeky fairy who delights in pretending to be a ghost to frighten people who explore the Ravenwood.
Description of Ravensilver Manor (Primary Location)
Ravenwood Manor stands as an imposing structure, its once-grand facade now marred by time and neglect. The tall, arched windows reflect the moonlight, casting eerie shadows on the overgrown gardens. The interior holds darkened corridors, creaking floorboards, and faded tapestries depicting the family's storied past. The air is heavy with a sense of melancholy, and ghostly whispers seem to echo through the hallways.
Description of a Secondary Location Nearby Ravensilver
The Whispering Grove, a dense forest surrounding Ravensilver Manor, is a place of ethereal beauty. Ancient trees with gnarled branches intertwine, creating a canopy that filters the sunlight. Soft whispers seem to ride on the wind, carrying the secrets of the manor. Moss-covered stones, hidden clearings, and babbling brooks add to the mystique of the grove. It is rumored that the grove holds ancient artifacts and hidden rituals that might aid in breaking the curse.
The resolution of this mystery The party will discover clues and realise that Isabella’s wealth is tied to the curse. They will also learn that the reason Isabella want Sarena back, is because she is poised to be sent to the hag for service, or else the hag will punish the family and they will lose everything. They will find that Sarena in the Whispering Grove in search of an ancient elven artefact, that she believes could break the curse. There are several potential endings for you to consider once the party has all the clues and has found Sarena, which can be summarized as: they either side with Isabella and condemn Sarena to a life fo service to the hag, or they side with Sarena and help her break the curse, destroying the source of the family’s wealth.
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When her firstborn daughter, Sarena, goes missing, rumors of the curse spread. The players are hired to investigate the Whispering Grove, where they uncover the secrets of the abandoned Ravenwood Manor, once the home of the Silveria family.
As they delve into the family's dark history, they discover a generations-old pact with a vile hag that drives Silveria’s economy.
Clues and red herrings guide the players through diary entries, faded paintings, and hidden chambers.
Everybody is suspect. Broke Bertrand,Miss Margaret, Grey Gregor and even Butler Roderick.
Will the heroes side with Lady Isabella and condemn Sarena to a life of servitude, or assist Sarena in breaking the curse that rests upon Ravensilver, risking the loss of not only the family's wealth, but the driving engine of Ravensilver’s thriving economy.
Enjoy and let me know how you expand or enrich the premise to have fun with your table!
The Premise Sarena Silveria, the firstborn daughter and heir of Ravenwood Enterprisesf has gone missing in the Whispering Grove. She is the daughter of Lady Isabella Silveria, the wealthiest gnomish businesswoman in town and the locals have searched but dare not go near the corrupted wood. Sarena is eleven years old. The townsfolk quickly whisper of the curse that haunts Lady Isabella’s family.
Your players are retained to investigate the Whispering Grove and will discover the haunted Ravensilver Manor. They will learn that this curse is tied to a generations-old pact with a vile hag, upon which the gnome’s wealth is based; as long as the family wishes to remain wealthy, they must send their first-born into a lifetime of decrepit servitude before they reach the age of twelve.
Clues and Red Herrings 1. Sarena’s diary. A cryptic snippet describes this detail of the pact: “...every firstborn shall be given over to serve…” and "...the tears of elves can break the spell." It alludes to a hidden room.
- The family portrait. A faded paining shows a rough looking gnomish family in fine clothes, standing infront Ravensilver Manor under construction. It has a father, a mother, and four children, one of which turns out to be Grey Gregor.
- An old letter from Grey Gregor to Isabella reveals a family feud about money that arose from the pact, leading to conflicting motivations among family members.
- Isabella hides a torn page from a spellbook, which holds an incantation that could potentially break the curse.
- A secret passage reveals a hidden room containing a cauldron connected to the entity, providing a clue to the entity's true nature.
Red Herring 2: A suspicious forest hermit called Qualem with a shady past - he deals in shoric (drug) - who may appear guilty but is ultimately unrelated to the curse, but uses the Ravenwood Manor as a place to stash his wares.
Suspects or People of Interest 1. Lady Isabella, the matriarch of the family, who holds valuable information about the pact but hides a dark secret. 2. Broke Bertrand, Lady Isabella's estranged brother, who seeks to break the curse for personal redemption. 3. Miss Margaret, a distant relative with a deep interest in the family's secrets, who wishes to take over the family business from Isabella. 4. Grey Gregor, the outcast uncle of this wealthy family who lives a normal life, not benefitting from the family’s wealth, and has researched ways to break the curse. He dotes on Sarena, and is distraught she is missing. 5. Roderick, the enigmatic family butler with a connection to the original pact, who guards his loyalty and motivations closely. 6. Qualem the forest hermit and shoric dealer. (Red Herring) 7. Awz, the cheeky fairy who delights in pretending to be a ghost to frighten people who explore the Ravenwood.
Description of Ravensilver Manor (Primary Location)
Ravenwood Manor stands as an imposing structure, its once-grand facade now marred by time and neglect. The tall, arched windows reflect the moonlight, casting eerie shadows on the overgrown gardens. The interior holds darkened corridors, creaking floorboards, and faded tapestries depicting the family's storied past. The air is heavy with a sense of melancholy, and ghostly whispers seem to echo through the hallways.
Description of a Secondary Location Nearby Ravensilver
The Whispering Grove, a dense forest surrounding Ravensilver Manor, is a place of ethereal beauty. Ancient trees with gnarled branches intertwine, creating a canopy that filters the sunlight. Soft whispers seem to ride on the wind, carrying the secrets of the manor. Moss-covered stones, hidden clearings, and babbling brooks add to the mystique of the grove. It is rumored that the grove holds ancient artifacts and hidden rituals that might aid in breaking the curse.
The resolution of this mystery The party will discover clues and realise that Isabella’s wealth is tied to the curse. They will also learn that the reason Isabella want Sarena back, is because she is poised to be sent to the hag for service, or else the hag will punish the family and they will lose everything. They will find that Sarena in the Whispering Grove in search of an ancient elven artefact, that she believes could break the curse. There are several potential endings for you to consider once the party has all the clues and has found Sarena, which can be summarized as: they either side with Isabella and condemn Sarena to a life fo service to the hag, or they side with Sarena and help her break the curse, destroying the source of the family’s wealth.
2023.06.09 15:21 wesbren The Whole Government Of The United Nations And Worldwide Church Leaders Is A Corrupted Whore And Their Momma's And Have Put These Whole Nations In Danger, Because Of Their Filthy Paranoid Acts And Lies!!
And might as well stop their bull sh#t and is full of sh#t and trying to fool the public; and do not want people to know they are demons hiding in bodies here in the earth and they mean harm and want to hurt people and are dangerous agitators and fu#king aliens, not to be respected here and need to get their stinky aliens tails the f#ck out the media and social media's and the public and know they are for
real, hiding in bodies here in the earth, because they want people to think they are humans, and they mean harm and want to hurt people and are the ones responsible for these whole nations being corrupt and out of control and people being murdered and family against family and friends against friends and because of their corruption and lies, it is destroying people, mentally, physically and
spiritually and they are whoring spirits, whoring after the whole nations, using the whole nations and people to whore, they know they are down here, and I do not know why those
nasty fu#kers are hiding from the public and do not want people to see here and are making people think they are investigating the dead and when it is no body but them and are using the government and world church leaders to hide the truth from the public, because they do not want people to know the truth and the real reason they are here and know what is about to happen to them here soon.
They know people minds are blind and don't know the nasty sh#t being done to them here right in front the whole nations and take pride in what they are doing, having no shame are respect using people to do nasty things and if I were that filthy nasty, I hide behind closed doors and not in front the whole nations and they like their nasty sh#t, screwing the whole nations and kids, having no shame
are respect, just like a dog in heat and they should take care on how they do their nasty sh#t right in front the whole nations in open public and think no one can see and is not fit to lead a nation and is a back door whore and a broken home racket having no business leading a nation.
And they know this is a crime being done here to the whole nations and have put the whole nations in danger, because of their sick behavior and lies, people are being hurt and destroy and possessed and control by violent spirits, causing people to be violent and out of control and how can they run their big mouths about what people are doing here, and they are lying and covering up the truth and
misleading people making them think they are leading people to salvation and know people have dangerous out of control spirits in them causing them to be violent and out of control and crimes and violence are increasing here every single day because of their sick lies and are responsible for it and while the whole nations are fighting and are turning against each other, they are convinced in their
paranoid minds, they have done nothing wrong and is perpetrating in front the whole nations, if thou, they are the innocence ones, and have the whole nations turning against each other here fighting, family against family and friends against friends and people in relationships. People were misled by creatures playing a nasty joke and not real priests leading them to salvation here in this time and have
been deceive with false doctrine and think the gospel they have come from God and what they are teaching here in this time does not come from the original gospel and do not speak the same truth and according to the bible there is only one gospel and people were misled by evil spirits playing a nasty joke misleading them with false doctrine. The King James Bible has another version and is not
the same as the original King James Bible and only the original King James Bible comes from the original gospel based on ancient historians and prophecies people are bringing to pass, and God commandments and people have the original gospel here, but they are not serious about what they
are reading and don't know they are being misled by demons using worldwide church leaders personating a priest to destroy the nations, using false doctrine to cover up the truth.
2 Peter 1:20-21 and Deuteronomy 4:2 and Proverbs 30:6 and Revelation 22:18-19
I Timothy 4:1-2 Now the spirit speaketh expressly, that in the latter times some shall depart from the faith, giving heed to seducing spirits and doctrines of devils; Speaking lies in hypocrisy; having their conscience seared with a hot iron.
St. Mark 7:6-13 This people honoreth me with their lips, but their heart is far from me. Howbeit in vain do they worship me, teaching for doctrines the commandments of men, for laying aside the commandment of God, ye hold the tradition of men, as the washing of pots and cups and many other such like things ye do.
And he said unto them, full well ye reject the commandment of God, that ye may keep your own tradition, making the word of God of none effect through your tradition, which ye have delivered and many such like things do ye.
Galatians 1:6-9 I marvel that ye are so soon removed from him that called you into the grace of Christ unto another gospel which is not another but there be some that trouble you and would pervert the gospel of Christ.
Galatians 1:8-9 But though we or an angel from heaven preach any other gospel unto you than that which we have preached unto you let him be accursed.
Galatians 1:9 As we said before, so say I now again, if any man preach any other gospel unto you than that ye have received, let him be a cursed.
Acts 4:12 Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.
Galatians 1: 11-12 But I certify you, brethren, that the gospel which was preached of me is not after man; for I neither received it of man, neither was I taught it, but by the revelation of Jesus Christ
2 Peter 1:20-21 For the prophecy came not in old time by the will of man: but holy men of God spake as they were moved by the Holy Ghost and Jeremiah 20:1-18 and Romans 16:22 I Tertius who wrote this epistle, salute you in the Lord.
Romans 16:25-26 Now to him that is of power to stablish you according to my gospel, and the preaching of Jesus Christ, according to the revelation of the mystery, which was kept secret since the world began, But now is made manifest, and by the scriptures of the prophets, according to the commandment of the everlasting God, made known to all nations for the obedience of faith. and Romans 16:21-27
1 Corinthians 1:10 Now I beseech you, brethren, by the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, that ye all speak the same thing, and that there be no divisions among you; but that ye be perfectly joined together in the same mind and in the same judgment.
Deuteronomy 4:2 and 4:1-49 and Proverbs 30:6 Ye shall not add unto the word which I command you, neither shall ye diminish aught from it, that ye may keep the commandments of the Lord your God which I command you. and 1 John 2:1-29
They mean harm and want to hurt people and are a dangerous agitator and because of their dangerous violent behavior, people are being hurt and destroy, and this is not about just people and their corruption here anymore, this is about corrupted filthy out of control spirits having pleasure with people in the earth and think the nations are supposed to treat them with respect and have no damn
respect themselves, and the nasty sh#t they are doing here in front the whole nations and are in no position are fit to lead a nation and is not in their right frame of mind and they are in no position are fit to tell people what to do and arresting and condemning and punishing people and are no different from a criminal and murderer themselves and how can they lead the nations and make the right
decision here, not in the right mind and how can people live here with dangerous spirits in them causing them to be out of control and violent, like themselves and are corrupted and convince in their mind they have done nothing wrong telling lies and misleading the nations, and have put the whole nations in danger, but people have no excuses and because of their lies, people are being hurt and
destroyed. They are a bad influence and are out-of-control corrupt agitators are in no position are fit to lead a nation and are responsible for these whole nations being corrupted and out of control, like themselves, and if I were them, I hide myself and think people do not know how they think and don't know their game and are in no position to judge and running their big mouths about what people are
doing here and arresting people and are a bad influence and are out-of-control corrupted ring leaders responsible for the whole nations being corrupted and out of control and how can they condemn people and have a mote in their own eye, and they have nothing interested to talk about and all they know is attacking people and the nations and have a mote in their own twisted eye and are corrupt
and out of control and people should know better than that and know they will be punish for it because of those corrupt bastards, and how can the truth exist if bad behavior is tolerated, and it is not ok to commit crimes and causing people harm and there is no difference, because wrong is wrong and because of their dangerous violent behavior, is causing people harm and destroying the nations
and they are out of control and are dangerous, and this is war and a fight for respect and truth and justice and mankind soul. And no one told the corrupt bastards about themselves here and are damn crazy and out of control.
Ancient Biblical Historians And Prophecies Of The Bible.
https://biblepsalms23.livejournal.com/55934.html
https://nations94.wordpress.com/2023/05/31/ancient-biblical-historians-and-prophecies-of-the-bible/
https://www.reddit.com/TrueGospelOfChrist/comments/13wvvzm/ancient_biblical_historians_and_prophecies_of_the/
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real, hiding in bodies here in the earth, because they want people to think they are humans, and they mean harm and want to hurt people and are the ones responsible for these whole nations being corrupt and out of control and people being murdered and family against family and friends against friends and because of their corruption and lies, it is destroying people, mentally, physically and
spiritually and they are whoring spirits, whoring after the whole nations, using the whole nations and people to whore, they know they are down here, and I do not know why those
nasty fu#kers are hiding from the public and do not want people to see here and are making people think they are investigating the dead and when it is no body but them and are using the government and world church leaders to hide the truth from the public, because they do not want people to know the truth and the real reason they are here and know what is about to happen to them here soon.
They know people minds are blind and don't know the nasty sh#t being done to them here right in front the whole nations and take pride in what they are doing, having no shame are respect using people to do nasty things and if I were that filthy nasty, I hide behind closed doors and not in front the whole nations and they like their nasty sh#t, screwing the whole nations and kids, having no shame
are respect, just like a dog in heat and they should take care on how they do their nasty sh#t right in front the whole nations in open public and think no one can see and is not fit to lead a nation and is a back door whore and a broken home racket having no business leading a nation.
And they know this is a crime being done here to the whole nations and have put the whole nations in danger, because of their sick behavior and lies, people are being hurt and destroy and possessed and control by violent spirits, causing people to be violent and out of control and how can they run their big mouths about what people are doing here, and they are lying and covering up the truth and
misleading people making them think they are leading people to salvation and know people have dangerous out of control spirits in them causing them to be violent and out of control and crimes and violence are increasing here every single day because of their sick lies and are responsible for it and while the whole nations are fighting and are turning against each other, they are convinced in their
paranoid minds, they have done nothing wrong and is perpetrating in front the whole nations, if thou, they are the innocence ones, and have the whole nations turning against each other here fighting, family against family and friends against friends and people in relationships. People were misled by creatures playing a nasty joke and not real priests leading them to salvation here in this time and have
been deceive with false doctrine and think the gospel they have come from God and what they are teaching here in this time does not come from the original gospel and do not speak the same truth and according to the bible there is only one gospel and people were misled by evil spirits playing a nasty joke misleading them with false doctrine. The King James Bible has another version and is not
the same as the original King James Bible and only the original King James Bible comes from the original gospel based on ancient historians and prophecies people are bringing to pass, and God commandments and people have the original gospel here, but they are not serious about what they
are reading and don't know they are being misled by demons using worldwide church leaders personating a priest to destroy the nations, using false doctrine to cover up the truth.
2 Peter 1:20-21 and Deuteronomy 4:2 and Proverbs 30:6 and Revelation 22:18-19
I Timothy 4:1-2 Now the spirit speaketh expressly, that in the latter times some shall depart from the faith, giving heed to seducing spirits and doctrines of devils; Speaking lies in hypocrisy; having their conscience seared with a hot iron.
St. Mark 7:6-13 This people honoreth me with their lips, but their heart is far from me. Howbeit in vain do they worship me, teaching for doctrines the commandments of men, for laying aside the commandment of God, ye hold the tradition of men, as the washing of pots and cups and many other such like things ye do.
And he said unto them, full well ye reject the commandment of God, that ye may keep your own tradition, making the word of God of none effect through your tradition, which ye have delivered and many such like things do ye.
Galatians 1:6-9 I marvel that ye are so soon removed from him that called you into the grace of Christ unto another gospel which is not another but there be some that trouble you and would pervert the gospel of Christ.
Galatians 1:8-9 But though we or an angel from heaven preach any other gospel unto you than that which we have preached unto you let him be accursed.
Galatians 1:9 As we said before, so say I now again, if any man preach any other gospel unto you than that ye have received, let him be a cursed.
Acts 4:12 Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.
Galatians 1: 11-12 But I certify you, brethren, that the gospel which was preached of me is not after man; for I neither received it of man, neither was I taught it, but by the revelation of Jesus Christ
2 Peter 1:20-21 For the prophecy came not in old time by the will of man: but holy men of God spake as they were moved by the Holy Ghost and Jeremiah 20:1-18 and Romans 16:22 I Tertius who wrote this epistle, salute you in the Lord.
Romans 16:25-26 Now to him that is of power to stablish you according to my gospel, and the preaching of Jesus Christ, according to the revelation of the mystery, which was kept secret since the world began, But now is made manifest, and by the scriptures of the prophets, according to the commandment of the everlasting God, made known to all nations for the obedience of faith. and Romans 16:21-27
1 Corinthians 1:10 Now I beseech you, brethren, by the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, that ye all speak the same thing, and that there be no divisions among you; but that ye be perfectly joined together in the same mind and in the same judgment.
Deuteronomy 4:2 and 4:1-49 and Proverbs 30:6 Ye shall not add unto the word which I command you, neither shall ye diminish aught from it, that ye may keep the commandments of the Lord your God which I command you. and 1 John 2:1-29
They mean harm and want to hurt people and are a dangerous agitator and because of their dangerous violent behavior, people are being hurt and destroy, and this is not about just people and their corruption here anymore, this is about corrupted filthy out of control spirits having pleasure with people in the earth and think the nations are supposed to treat them with respect and have no damn
respect themselves, and the nasty sh#t they are doing here in front the whole nations and are in no position are fit to lead a nation and is not in their right frame of mind and they are in no position are fit to tell people what to do and arresting and condemning and punishing people and are no different from a criminal and murderer themselves and how can they lead the nations and make the right
decision here, not in the right mind and how can people live here with dangerous spirits in them causing them to be out of control and violent, like themselves and are corrupted and convince in their mind they have done nothing wrong telling lies and misleading the nations, and have put the whole nations in danger, but people have no excuses and because of their lies, people are being hurt and
destroyed. They are a bad influence and are out-of-control corrupt agitators are in no position are fit to lead a nation and are responsible for these whole nations being corrupted and out of control, like themselves, and if I were them, I hide myself and think people do not know how they think and don't know their game and are in no position to judge and running their big mouths about what people are
doing here and arresting people and are a bad influence and are out-of-control corrupted ring leaders responsible for the whole nations being corrupted and out of control and how can they condemn people and have a mote in their own eye, and they have nothing interested to talk about and all they know is attacking people and the nations and have a mote in their own twisted eye and are corrupt
and out of control and people should know better than that and know they will be punish for it because of those corrupt bastards, and how can the truth exist if bad behavior is tolerated, and it is not ok to commit crimes and causing people harm and there is no difference, because wrong is wrong and because of their dangerous violent behavior, is causing people harm and destroying the nations
and they are out of control and are dangerous, and this is war and a fight for respect and truth and justice and mankind soul. And no one told the corrupt bastards about themselves here and are damn crazy and out of control.
Ancient Biblical Historians And Prophecies Of The Bible.
https://biblepsalms23.livejournal.com/55934.html
https://nations94.wordpress.com/2023/05/31/ancient-biblical-historians-and-prophecies-of-the-bible/
https://www.reddit.com/TrueGospelOfChrist/comments/13wvvzm/ancient_biblical_historians_and_prophecies_of_the/
2023.06.09 15:03 Nwabudike_J_Morgan June 9, 2023 - Alice in the Cities (1974)
Alice in the Cities
Directed by: Wim Wenders
Starring: Rüdiger Vogler, Yella Rottländer, Lisa Kreuzer, Edda Köchl, Ernest Boehm
German journalist Philip Winter has a case of writer’s block when trying to write an article about the United States. He decides to return to Germany, and while trying to book a flight, encounters a German woman and her nine year old daughter Alice doing the same.Info:
- Rated: Not Rated
- Running Time: 113 Minutes
- Genre: Drama
- Release Date: May 17, 1974
- Country(s): West Germany
- Language(s): German, English, Dutch
- IMDb user rating: 7.9/10
- Rotten Tomatoes Critic: 100%
- Rotten Tomatoes Audience: 91%
- Metacritic Critic: 78/100
- Metacritic Audience: 8.2/10
Awards: 3 wins and 2 nominations
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2023.06.09 14:51 codyhudson1984 Internal geared hub help.
I have a full suspension Ghost Kato 7.7 and I would like to put an internally geared hub on it is a 12x135 thru axle. I know enviolo makes one but it's for boost only is what I'm seeing online anyone who knows which internally geared hub would work for my Ghost Kato 7.7 I would really appreciate any insight I love this bike and would love it even more if I can have a IGH on it.
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2023.06.09 14:45 girl_from_the_crypt Stuck on earth and looking for a job: Fog dimension
So I guess newsreaders can hide their emotions really well on TV. I’ve never seen Mary Markov in any state of heightened temper. The time she came down to help after I’d burned down the FunFlair building with Frankie was definitely a first in that regard. Then again, I’d never committed arson before either, so there were a lot of firsts that night. It’s been two days, but I can still see her angry face before me when I close my eyes. It frightened me a little.
After the fire had been doused by her staff, she gave Fran and me a look unlike anything I’d ever seen before. There was a homicidal rage in her eyes, her mouth had turned into a thin, steely line and the vein on her forehead threatened to pop. To my surprise (and admittedly relief), she turned the entirety of that wrath against Frankie Preston. “What in the world were you thinking?” she thundered, looming dangerously over the shorter man. “You committed a goddamn crime! If you were a normal person, I’d have to get you behind bars now!”
“Wait, I’m the privileged one here?” he snapped. “That woman tortured me! She brought me into this world by fault and proceeded to make me wish I’d never been born! And there was nothing I could ever do about it, because, oh, that’s right, I’m not a normal person! As you so endearingly put it. No one has a fucking clue what I am, so it’s okay for me to suffer, isn’t it?”
Mary opened her mouth to respond, but only ended up shutting it again. Then she focused her scrutiny onto me. “I thought you’d have known better.”
“I’m sorry for the inconvenience, but I knew what I was getting myself into. This was a contemplated decision.”
“Was it ever.”
I motioned for her to step aside with me, bringing a bit of distance between ourselves and my waiter. “I’ll make it up to you,” I began. “I will, but please, please drop this.”
“Did he force you to come?”
“You don’t actually believe he could force me into anything, do you?”
Mary Markov sighed. “I guess not. Look, it’s not like I don’t understand his grudge. And from what I know of Ms Wallis, she won’t be missed by many. I just wish it didn’t have to come to this. This means a ton of work for me.”
“It means so much more to him.”
Another sorrowful moan. Then, “Alright. I have your back. But don’t, um… encourage this kind of behavior in him, please.”
“I won’t,” I promised. “What are you going to do about the other doll?”
“She’s in bad shape—”
“Trash shape,” Fran chimed in from behind, having inconspicuously strayed closer.
“She’s in bad shape,” Mary repeated, pointedly ignoring him, “and currently unresponsive, but since you said she’s shown signs of sentience, I guess we’ll have to look into her. It prompts a very interesting question, after all.”
“Being?” I offered.
“Think about it. I don’t know if you’re familiar with the other two living dolls, Zion Boyd and Bunny Martell, but they came alive after Frank tinkered with them. And now there’s this one. Maybe your little boyfriend has some kind of yet to be explored ability, seeing as he was the first to gain awareness.” She fell silent for a pregnant pause, glancing between the two of us. “Something to ponder on your drive home. Which you will be starting now.” She made a shooing motion with both her hands.
The message being quite clear, Frankie and I got back into his car. The ride was quiet at first, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable stillness. It felt like a weight I didn’t know I’d been carrying had been lifted. I stared at the server’s profile, alternately framed by nightly darkness and moonlight, drinking in every little detail about it. It was hard to believe that someone as cruel as Philomena Wallis had created something this breathtaking.
“So you’ll probably wanna talk about all of this, huh. About what I am, I mean.” Frankie’s voice was light and relaxed with only a hint of uncertainty gnawing at it.
“What’s there to talk about?”
“Aren’t you surprised? A little… disgusted, maybe?”
“I always knew you weren’t human. Beyond that, it doesn’t really matter to me what you are.” I shrugged. “I mean, I’d be fine if you were human, too. I’d be fine if you were a squonk.”
“What’s a squonk?”
“I don’t know, I just made that up. Anyways, did you actually think I would be grossed out? Did you?”
He smiled. “I guess not. This’ll sound crazy, and it’s hard to explain, but it’s like I got a voice in the back of my head constantly telling me that… that I should wash myself again or that I ought not to touch you. I suppose it’s not really a voice; it’s only these thoughts that kind of keep pushing into my mind even though I should know better. And I do know better. But that doesn’t stop the thoughts.”
I nodded slowly. “I think I understand. I can’t tell you how much I disagree with that voice, though. You’re the cleanest person I’ve ever met and if I could, I’d live in your hair like a cootie."
"That's how close you want me?"
"Yup.”
He let out a soft laugh. “I’m really, really glad you came with me. If there’s ever anything you need, I’ll do it. No matter what. If you want to bury a body, I’ll dig the hole.” He paused. “Actually, we should sell any corpses you might have. It’s wonderfully lucrative.”
I shot him a quick smile before turning to stare out the window with knitted brows. “What do you think about what Mary Markov said? About you being able to make the dolls come alive somehow.”
“I don’t know if there’s anything to it. I don’t remember doing anything special with them. Zion and Bunny were just standing around when I turned them on, and they came to within minutes. I figured they were sentient before, and it was simply repressed. I woke up randomly, too, after all.”
I hummed pensively. “I wouldn’t be so sure.”
“Well, if you’re implying it’s some kinda superpower, then that’s probably the most useless one ever.”
“We don’t have to talk about this now,” I told him, to which he gave me a grateful half-grin.
Per my request, he dropped me off at Nettie’s place. I kissed him goodbye on the crown of his head and told him we’d text the following day. He thanked me again and I watched him drive off before going up to ring the doorbell, mentally preparing an apology for showing up at five-thirty in the morning. My savior human was surprisingly quick to answer, giving me an indulgent wave as soon as I stumbled over my first “I’m sorry”.
“It’s fine,” she muttered. “I hadn’t gone to bed yet.”
I gave her an incredulous look and she sighed, crossing her arms in front of her chest. Her normally soft, rounded cheeks were sunken, her eyes oddly dull. Judging from the angry red marks, she’d apparently been chewing on her lower lip with some force. It was only then that I took note of the sweater she was wearing. A faded, shaggy piece of fabric that clearly hadn’t been washed since Kit Sutton had given it to her on the cliff that day. I felt a sharp pang in my chest and pulled her into a hug as soon as I’d stepped inside with her.
She stifled a sob when she wrapped her arms around me in return. “It’s hit or miss with me when it comes to sleep lately,” she confessed in a brittle voice.
I swallowed. “I’m working on it. I’ll get her back for you, I have a lead. Is there anything I can do in the meantime?”
“Not really. I just gotta distract myself ‘til the morning comes, I’ll be fine then.”
“Then I’ll stay up with you.”
It was thus decided. We sat down in the living room for a while, then went out into the garden to watch the sunrise. My savior human had taken her place in her mother’s chair while I whipped up some chocolate chip pancakes (one of her favorites) for her for breakfast. I carried them out to her on a little plate with a cup of tea, and for a moment, her expression cleared up for a beam of happiness to shine through. “We should do something productive,” she remarked, and I gave her a questioning tilt of the head. “I’ve been thinking,” she went on. “Isn’t it weird how all these years, you didn’t hop dimensions once, and now all of a sudden it keeps happening?”
“Don’t worry about that right now.”
“I always worry, baby girl. It’s my natural state of being.”
“It shouldn’t be,” I insisted. “It feels wrong. You have your own problems, I don’t want to add to that.”
“Seriously, that’s not what’s happening here. This is just how I keep my mind off… things.”
I rolled my lips together. Blue-haired things, probably. “You deserve so much better. You deserve this to be way, way easier,” I stated.
“That’s a nice thought. But it doesn’t change anything right now. You can control your body, can’t you? Your teeth and tentacles?”
“Yes. It happens automatically when I get scared sometimes, but for the most part, I’m actively doing it.”
“Then how about if we could somehow start getting you on top of your dimension jumping, too? It would be a tad risky and I’m not sure how to go about it exactly, but it would be far better if you could toggle it. You’d be able to stop yourself from hopping when you don’t want to, but maybe you could venture into these other spaces for exploration purposes, too.” The words spilled out of her like a babbling little waterfall as she plucked apart one of her pancakes and stuffed them into her mouth. “Because there has to be more to this. I just have that feeling. So I reckon we try and find a way to work with this. What do you think?”
“Sure. I guess I’d be… open to that.”
“Really? I-I don’t want to pressure you…”
“No, no, it sounds fine! I wanna try!”
“Okay!” She set aside her plate, rubbing her hands in blatant excitement. “So it happens when your flight instinct kicks in, correct? How about we get you in that headspace on purpose?”
“How would we do that?” I asked cautiously.
When I was sitting cross-legged on the ground among my savior human’s countless flowers with my eyes closed and her hand in mine, that question had pretty much answered itself. Nettie Peterson was leading me in a “guided meditation” consisting of several intrusive queries about my first ever jump—the most terrifying moment of my entire life.
“The thing, that floating maw, what did it look like?” she began, referring to the creature that had ended it all.
I furrowed my brows. “It didn’t look like anything,” I replied meekly. “Mostly, it was just… really big and dark.”
“Dark? What color dark?”
“Black, I guess. It swallowed the light.” A pulsating pain began to flare up behind my forehead. “It was nothing. It was like a giant ball of nothing.”
“You told me once that it made a noise,” my best friend went on, her fingers grasping mine a little tighter. “Do you remember that sound?”
I winced. “Yes.”
“Describe it.”
“It was more like a vibration that went through everything,” I mumbled. “The ground was shaking. And then we all screamed.”
“Did you see inside its mouth?”
“No. There was nothing inside of its mouth. There was nothing inside of it. Just emptiness.” I shifted my weight. Images were flashing in front of my inner eye, filling the darkness behind my closed lids. My breath had caught in my throat and it felt like ants were crawling beneath my skin. “And then all of us were suddenly… nothing, everything was gone and at that last moment, everyone was so terrified. They all knew it was over. All of them.”
At first, I thought Nettie Peterson’s hand was trembling. Then I realized it was my own, shaking hers through the contact. For a moment, my body felt feather-light, but not in a relaxing or comfortable way. It was as though I was afloat, out of control and weightless. I didn’t like it. “Can we stop?” I choked out.
“Of course,” my best friend replied, gently squeezing my fingers.
I let go of a deep breath, blinking my eyes open. Across from me, Nettie was giving me a soft but deeply apologetic smile. “Did I push you too far?”
“It’s not your fault. I think I simply wasn’t ready for this.”
“I understand. Let’s go inside and make some more of those—” She stopped mid-sentence. She’d been pointing her chin at the plate of pancakes resting on her chair, only to see that it had changed.
The food I had just served her half an hour ago had turned into a moldy, rotten mess. A couple flies were circling it, emitting a low, almost melodic buzz. My savior human and I traded wide-eyed glances, disbelief, fear and excitement mirrored in our eyes. We then got up to take in our surroundings. The flowers surrounding us weren’t the same anymore. They were either withered or deathly pale; formerly pink, yellow and red petals had become either light gray or iridescently white. Thick, soupy fog was hanging over everything, it was denser and heavier than any we’d ever had in town before. The mist seemed to have consumed all the noise and color in the world, leaving only cold, oppressive silence.
Nettie was the first to regain speech. “It worked! Oh my Lord, it actually worked.”
I clasped her arm and she immediately fell silent. Wordlessly, I pointed at the rolling fog on the other side of the garden fence. There was something moving within. An enormous, caterpillar-like shape soundlessly dragged itself through the air, its long body slowly moving along across the street. My savior human’s jaw had dropped, her mouth wide open as she followed my gaze. Neither of us moved a muscle as we waited for the creature to pass by. Thankfully, it didn’t seem to take note of us at all. I didn’t want to imagine what could happen if one were to draw its attention.
“This is… I don’t believe this,” Nettie breathed, running a hand over her mussed coils. “You did it. We’re not home anymore.”
“What do you propose to do now?”
“Keep our heads low and try to find out anything useful, I’d say.”
I nodded and she folded her hand into the crook of my arm. Together, we proceeded through the open door back into the house. Wammawink and Nettie’s old convertible were standing in their garage, a pool of motor fluid surrounding each vehicle. The paint was peeling from the car doors, matching the way the pictures and photographs around her house had faded.
The food in her kitchen had morphed into a self-contained ecosystem. Bugs were crawling up and down the walls and ghostly white mice scuttled across the floor with shocking brazenness. There was no trace of human life anywhere in sight. We stepped out the front door and into the street only for Nettie to grab me and fling me to the ground next to her. We flattened ourselves against the curb as another one of the gigantic caterpillar-figures snaked its way along just a couple feet above our heads. I craned my neck to give my best friend a sidelong glance out of terrified, saucer-sized eyes. I could see my reflection in hers as she pressed a finger to her lips. I gave her a tiny nod.
Finally, it was gone again and we helped each other to our feet. Nettie brushed down her sweater with great care before tilting her head at me as though asking if I was alright. I gave a reassuring, albeit wavering smile which she returned with a slight strain to her brow. We linked arms again and started walking down the street. The whole dimension seemed to be a mirror image of our hometown, only deader. Aside from the flies and vermin, there seemed to be very little life. All of the houses we were so familiar with looked decrepit, old and empty. Walls were crumbling down, roofs looked to be seconds away from caving in and most windows were shattered. It was impossible to see ahead through the mist, but we managed to hide from the flying worm-things everytime they came up.
We were starting to become a little frustrated seeing as our exploration yielded nothing of note. There was hardly anything to be seen safe from the depressing alternate version of our neighborhood. On top of that, the clammy chill that hung in the air along with the fog was making us increasingly uncomfortable. Finally, we decided we should try and get back home. We returned to Nettie’s garden where we crouched down once again, hand in hand. Before my savior human could begin her questioning though, the ground beneath us suddenly began to shudder, heaving as if moved by some kind of subterranean pulse.
Nettie Peterson and I snapped our eyes open at the exact same time, mouths agape in bewilderment. And then we saw it. It was in the sky, partially veiled by the thick fog yet impossible to overlook. It became darker and darker as it neared, its indescribably large form seemed to envelop the entirety of the heavens. It had been five years since I had last seen it, but I recognized it immediately. Not that it had any features I could have recognized. I remembered though, and in that moment, it all came flooding back to me. The breeders that threw themselves in front of their young, the cries that echoed across the plains together with the stones and soil sent rolling by the earthquake. I caught my best friend’s gaze, read the terror in it and knew that it was just as immense as my own. Her lips were parted in an ear-piercing scream that ended up being drowned out by the hovering roar of the Devourer Of Worlds.
I squeezed her hand so tightly I feared I’d snap her fingers. And suddenly, before I knew it, all was silent again. The air was warmer, filled with the fragrances of countless different flowers. The early morning sun was shining down on us, and it felt like it was heating up my very core. We were back. In the blink of an eye, Nettie had thrown her arms around me, pulling me close to her chest.
“Baby girl,” she whispered.
“That was it,” I rasped out. “That was it.”
“I know.” Withdrawing just an inch, she wiped a thumb over my eye, careful not to scrape me with her nail. It was only then that I realized I was crying. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, noiseless and hot, dripping from my chin and wetting my chest.
"You're not hurt, are you? Look, it's going to be alright. You just take it easy now. We'll go inside, have some tea or coffee or whatever and calm down, a-and then we can figure this all out. Come on. Get up. Easy, easy now." She hugged me even as she pulled me to my feet and into the house alongside her. "So tea. How about strawberry? Or Turkish apple? Or classic chamomile? Something for the nerves, at any rate."
"Wait," I stammered, interrupting her monologue. "What about you? Are you okay?"
"Oh, no. No, no, no, far from it. I'll sign us both up for therapy once I find the time, but for now, tea! Tea."
"Nettie, please don't strain yourse—"
"Listen here, I'm gonna make you some goddamn tea and we'll sit down with it and it's gonna be warm and nice and we'll forget all about this. I'm here. I can take care of you. You do not need to be scared." She pressed her face close up to mine, her voice sharp and a mite threatening.
"I'm sort of scared of you right now."
"Oh." She drew back. "Pardon. I'll put on the tea." A forced, crooked tune tumbled from her lips as she went ahead into the kitchen.
We've both simmered down a little since the incident. It's been two days now. I used most of that time to unwind and recover from what had to be the single most eventful night of my time here on earth. Keep in mind, this happened the morning after the fire. The calm is not going to last much longer, though. I don't mind that, I just need to brace myself.
Rhonda's been in touch.
X
1
2: deadbeat roommate
3: creepy crush
4: relocation
5: beach concert
6: First date
7: Temp work
8: roommate talk
9: a dismal worldview
10: warehouse
11: staircase
12: explanation
13: hurt
14: hospital
15: ocean
16: diner
17: government work
18: something in the caves
19: shopping cart
20: olms and Jewels
21: long hair
22: recruitment
23: waitresses
24: dollhouse
25: burning plastic
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After the fire had been doused by her staff, she gave Fran and me a look unlike anything I’d ever seen before. There was a homicidal rage in her eyes, her mouth had turned into a thin, steely line and the vein on her forehead threatened to pop. To my surprise (and admittedly relief), she turned the entirety of that wrath against Frankie Preston. “What in the world were you thinking?” she thundered, looming dangerously over the shorter man. “You committed a goddamn crime! If you were a normal person, I’d have to get you behind bars now!”
“Wait, I’m the privileged one here?” he snapped. “That woman tortured me! She brought me into this world by fault and proceeded to make me wish I’d never been born! And there was nothing I could ever do about it, because, oh, that’s right, I’m not a normal person! As you so endearingly put it. No one has a fucking clue what I am, so it’s okay for me to suffer, isn’t it?”
Mary opened her mouth to respond, but only ended up shutting it again. Then she focused her scrutiny onto me. “I thought you’d have known better.”
“I’m sorry for the inconvenience, but I knew what I was getting myself into. This was a contemplated decision.”
“Was it ever.”
I motioned for her to step aside with me, bringing a bit of distance between ourselves and my waiter. “I’ll make it up to you,” I began. “I will, but please, please drop this.”
“Did he force you to come?”
“You don’t actually believe he could force me into anything, do you?”
Mary Markov sighed. “I guess not. Look, it’s not like I don’t understand his grudge. And from what I know of Ms Wallis, she won’t be missed by many. I just wish it didn’t have to come to this. This means a ton of work for me.”
“It means so much more to him.”
Another sorrowful moan. Then, “Alright. I have your back. But don’t, um… encourage this kind of behavior in him, please.”
“I won’t,” I promised. “What are you going to do about the other doll?”
“She’s in bad shape—”
“Trash shape,” Fran chimed in from behind, having inconspicuously strayed closer.
“She’s in bad shape,” Mary repeated, pointedly ignoring him, “and currently unresponsive, but since you said she’s shown signs of sentience, I guess we’ll have to look into her. It prompts a very interesting question, after all.”
“Being?” I offered.
“Think about it. I don’t know if you’re familiar with the other two living dolls, Zion Boyd and Bunny Martell, but they came alive after Frank tinkered with them. And now there’s this one. Maybe your little boyfriend has some kind of yet to be explored ability, seeing as he was the first to gain awareness.” She fell silent for a pregnant pause, glancing between the two of us. “Something to ponder on your drive home. Which you will be starting now.” She made a shooing motion with both her hands.
The message being quite clear, Frankie and I got back into his car. The ride was quiet at first, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable stillness. It felt like a weight I didn’t know I’d been carrying had been lifted. I stared at the server’s profile, alternately framed by nightly darkness and moonlight, drinking in every little detail about it. It was hard to believe that someone as cruel as Philomena Wallis had created something this breathtaking.
“So you’ll probably wanna talk about all of this, huh. About what I am, I mean.” Frankie’s voice was light and relaxed with only a hint of uncertainty gnawing at it.
“What’s there to talk about?”
“Aren’t you surprised? A little… disgusted, maybe?”
“I always knew you weren’t human. Beyond that, it doesn’t really matter to me what you are.” I shrugged. “I mean, I’d be fine if you were human, too. I’d be fine if you were a squonk.”
“What’s a squonk?”
“I don’t know, I just made that up. Anyways, did you actually think I would be grossed out? Did you?”
He smiled. “I guess not. This’ll sound crazy, and it’s hard to explain, but it’s like I got a voice in the back of my head constantly telling me that… that I should wash myself again or that I ought not to touch you. I suppose it’s not really a voice; it’s only these thoughts that kind of keep pushing into my mind even though I should know better. And I do know better. But that doesn’t stop the thoughts.”
I nodded slowly. “I think I understand. I can’t tell you how much I disagree with that voice, though. You’re the cleanest person I’ve ever met and if I could, I’d live in your hair like a cootie."
"That's how close you want me?"
"Yup.”
He let out a soft laugh. “I’m really, really glad you came with me. If there’s ever anything you need, I’ll do it. No matter what. If you want to bury a body, I’ll dig the hole.” He paused. “Actually, we should sell any corpses you might have. It’s wonderfully lucrative.”
I shot him a quick smile before turning to stare out the window with knitted brows. “What do you think about what Mary Markov said? About you being able to make the dolls come alive somehow.”
“I don’t know if there’s anything to it. I don’t remember doing anything special with them. Zion and Bunny were just standing around when I turned them on, and they came to within minutes. I figured they were sentient before, and it was simply repressed. I woke up randomly, too, after all.”
I hummed pensively. “I wouldn’t be so sure.”
“Well, if you’re implying it’s some kinda superpower, then that’s probably the most useless one ever.”
“We don’t have to talk about this now,” I told him, to which he gave me a grateful half-grin.
Per my request, he dropped me off at Nettie’s place. I kissed him goodbye on the crown of his head and told him we’d text the following day. He thanked me again and I watched him drive off before going up to ring the doorbell, mentally preparing an apology for showing up at five-thirty in the morning. My savior human was surprisingly quick to answer, giving me an indulgent wave as soon as I stumbled over my first “I’m sorry”.
“It’s fine,” she muttered. “I hadn’t gone to bed yet.”
I gave her an incredulous look and she sighed, crossing her arms in front of her chest. Her normally soft, rounded cheeks were sunken, her eyes oddly dull. Judging from the angry red marks, she’d apparently been chewing on her lower lip with some force. It was only then that I took note of the sweater she was wearing. A faded, shaggy piece of fabric that clearly hadn’t been washed since Kit Sutton had given it to her on the cliff that day. I felt a sharp pang in my chest and pulled her into a hug as soon as I’d stepped inside with her.
She stifled a sob when she wrapped her arms around me in return. “It’s hit or miss with me when it comes to sleep lately,” she confessed in a brittle voice.
I swallowed. “I’m working on it. I’ll get her back for you, I have a lead. Is there anything I can do in the meantime?”
“Not really. I just gotta distract myself ‘til the morning comes, I’ll be fine then.”
“Then I’ll stay up with you.”
It was thus decided. We sat down in the living room for a while, then went out into the garden to watch the sunrise. My savior human had taken her place in her mother’s chair while I whipped up some chocolate chip pancakes (one of her favorites) for her for breakfast. I carried them out to her on a little plate with a cup of tea, and for a moment, her expression cleared up for a beam of happiness to shine through. “We should do something productive,” she remarked, and I gave her a questioning tilt of the head. “I’ve been thinking,” she went on. “Isn’t it weird how all these years, you didn’t hop dimensions once, and now all of a sudden it keeps happening?”
“Don’t worry about that right now.”
“I always worry, baby girl. It’s my natural state of being.”
“It shouldn’t be,” I insisted. “It feels wrong. You have your own problems, I don’t want to add to that.”
“Seriously, that’s not what’s happening here. This is just how I keep my mind off… things.”
I rolled my lips together. Blue-haired things, probably. “You deserve so much better. You deserve this to be way, way easier,” I stated.
“That’s a nice thought. But it doesn’t change anything right now. You can control your body, can’t you? Your teeth and tentacles?”
“Yes. It happens automatically when I get scared sometimes, but for the most part, I’m actively doing it.”
“Then how about if we could somehow start getting you on top of your dimension jumping, too? It would be a tad risky and I’m not sure how to go about it exactly, but it would be far better if you could toggle it. You’d be able to stop yourself from hopping when you don’t want to, but maybe you could venture into these other spaces for exploration purposes, too.” The words spilled out of her like a babbling little waterfall as she plucked apart one of her pancakes and stuffed them into her mouth. “Because there has to be more to this. I just have that feeling. So I reckon we try and find a way to work with this. What do you think?”
“Sure. I guess I’d be… open to that.”
“Really? I-I don’t want to pressure you…”
“No, no, it sounds fine! I wanna try!”
“Okay!” She set aside her plate, rubbing her hands in blatant excitement. “So it happens when your flight instinct kicks in, correct? How about we get you in that headspace on purpose?”
“How would we do that?” I asked cautiously.
When I was sitting cross-legged on the ground among my savior human’s countless flowers with my eyes closed and her hand in mine, that question had pretty much answered itself. Nettie Peterson was leading me in a “guided meditation” consisting of several intrusive queries about my first ever jump—the most terrifying moment of my entire life.
“The thing, that floating maw, what did it look like?” she began, referring to the creature that had ended it all.
I furrowed my brows. “It didn’t look like anything,” I replied meekly. “Mostly, it was just… really big and dark.”
“Dark? What color dark?”
“Black, I guess. It swallowed the light.” A pulsating pain began to flare up behind my forehead. “It was nothing. It was like a giant ball of nothing.”
“You told me once that it made a noise,” my best friend went on, her fingers grasping mine a little tighter. “Do you remember that sound?”
I winced. “Yes.”
“Describe it.”
“It was more like a vibration that went through everything,” I mumbled. “The ground was shaking. And then we all screamed.”
“Did you see inside its mouth?”
“No. There was nothing inside of its mouth. There was nothing inside of it. Just emptiness.” I shifted my weight. Images were flashing in front of my inner eye, filling the darkness behind my closed lids. My breath had caught in my throat and it felt like ants were crawling beneath my skin. “And then all of us were suddenly… nothing, everything was gone and at that last moment, everyone was so terrified. They all knew it was over. All of them.”
At first, I thought Nettie Peterson’s hand was trembling. Then I realized it was my own, shaking hers through the contact. For a moment, my body felt feather-light, but not in a relaxing or comfortable way. It was as though I was afloat, out of control and weightless. I didn’t like it. “Can we stop?” I choked out.
“Of course,” my best friend replied, gently squeezing my fingers.
I let go of a deep breath, blinking my eyes open. Across from me, Nettie was giving me a soft but deeply apologetic smile. “Did I push you too far?”
“It’s not your fault. I think I simply wasn’t ready for this.”
“I understand. Let’s go inside and make some more of those—” She stopped mid-sentence. She’d been pointing her chin at the plate of pancakes resting on her chair, only to see that it had changed.
The food I had just served her half an hour ago had turned into a moldy, rotten mess. A couple flies were circling it, emitting a low, almost melodic buzz. My savior human and I traded wide-eyed glances, disbelief, fear and excitement mirrored in our eyes. We then got up to take in our surroundings. The flowers surrounding us weren’t the same anymore. They were either withered or deathly pale; formerly pink, yellow and red petals had become either light gray or iridescently white. Thick, soupy fog was hanging over everything, it was denser and heavier than any we’d ever had in town before. The mist seemed to have consumed all the noise and color in the world, leaving only cold, oppressive silence.
Nettie was the first to regain speech. “It worked! Oh my Lord, it actually worked.”
I clasped her arm and she immediately fell silent. Wordlessly, I pointed at the rolling fog on the other side of the garden fence. There was something moving within. An enormous, caterpillar-like shape soundlessly dragged itself through the air, its long body slowly moving along across the street. My savior human’s jaw had dropped, her mouth wide open as she followed my gaze. Neither of us moved a muscle as we waited for the creature to pass by. Thankfully, it didn’t seem to take note of us at all. I didn’t want to imagine what could happen if one were to draw its attention.
“This is… I don’t believe this,” Nettie breathed, running a hand over her mussed coils. “You did it. We’re not home anymore.”
“What do you propose to do now?”
“Keep our heads low and try to find out anything useful, I’d say.”
I nodded and she folded her hand into the crook of my arm. Together, we proceeded through the open door back into the house. Wammawink and Nettie’s old convertible were standing in their garage, a pool of motor fluid surrounding each vehicle. The paint was peeling from the car doors, matching the way the pictures and photographs around her house had faded.
The food in her kitchen had morphed into a self-contained ecosystem. Bugs were crawling up and down the walls and ghostly white mice scuttled across the floor with shocking brazenness. There was no trace of human life anywhere in sight. We stepped out the front door and into the street only for Nettie to grab me and fling me to the ground next to her. We flattened ourselves against the curb as another one of the gigantic caterpillar-figures snaked its way along just a couple feet above our heads. I craned my neck to give my best friend a sidelong glance out of terrified, saucer-sized eyes. I could see my reflection in hers as she pressed a finger to her lips. I gave her a tiny nod.
Finally, it was gone again and we helped each other to our feet. Nettie brushed down her sweater with great care before tilting her head at me as though asking if I was alright. I gave a reassuring, albeit wavering smile which she returned with a slight strain to her brow. We linked arms again and started walking down the street. The whole dimension seemed to be a mirror image of our hometown, only deader. Aside from the flies and vermin, there seemed to be very little life. All of the houses we were so familiar with looked decrepit, old and empty. Walls were crumbling down, roofs looked to be seconds away from caving in and most windows were shattered. It was impossible to see ahead through the mist, but we managed to hide from the flying worm-things everytime they came up.
We were starting to become a little frustrated seeing as our exploration yielded nothing of note. There was hardly anything to be seen safe from the depressing alternate version of our neighborhood. On top of that, the clammy chill that hung in the air along with the fog was making us increasingly uncomfortable. Finally, we decided we should try and get back home. We returned to Nettie’s garden where we crouched down once again, hand in hand. Before my savior human could begin her questioning though, the ground beneath us suddenly began to shudder, heaving as if moved by some kind of subterranean pulse.
Nettie Peterson and I snapped our eyes open at the exact same time, mouths agape in bewilderment. And then we saw it. It was in the sky, partially veiled by the thick fog yet impossible to overlook. It became darker and darker as it neared, its indescribably large form seemed to envelop the entirety of the heavens. It had been five years since I had last seen it, but I recognized it immediately. Not that it had any features I could have recognized. I remembered though, and in that moment, it all came flooding back to me. The breeders that threw themselves in front of their young, the cries that echoed across the plains together with the stones and soil sent rolling by the earthquake. I caught my best friend’s gaze, read the terror in it and knew that it was just as immense as my own. Her lips were parted in an ear-piercing scream that ended up being drowned out by the hovering roar of the Devourer Of Worlds.
I squeezed her hand so tightly I feared I’d snap her fingers. And suddenly, before I knew it, all was silent again. The air was warmer, filled with the fragrances of countless different flowers. The early morning sun was shining down on us, and it felt like it was heating up my very core. We were back. In the blink of an eye, Nettie had thrown her arms around me, pulling me close to her chest.
“Baby girl,” she whispered.
“That was it,” I rasped out. “That was it.”
“I know.” Withdrawing just an inch, she wiped a thumb over my eye, careful not to scrape me with her nail. It was only then that I realized I was crying. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, noiseless and hot, dripping from my chin and wetting my chest.
"You're not hurt, are you? Look, it's going to be alright. You just take it easy now. We'll go inside, have some tea or coffee or whatever and calm down, a-and then we can figure this all out. Come on. Get up. Easy, easy now." She hugged me even as she pulled me to my feet and into the house alongside her. "So tea. How about strawberry? Or Turkish apple? Or classic chamomile? Something for the nerves, at any rate."
"Wait," I stammered, interrupting her monologue. "What about you? Are you okay?"
"Oh, no. No, no, no, far from it. I'll sign us both up for therapy once I find the time, but for now, tea! Tea."
"Nettie, please don't strain yourse—"
"Listen here, I'm gonna make you some goddamn tea and we'll sit down with it and it's gonna be warm and nice and we'll forget all about this. I'm here. I can take care of you. You do not need to be scared." She pressed her face close up to mine, her voice sharp and a mite threatening.
"I'm sort of scared of you right now."
"Oh." She drew back. "Pardon. I'll put on the tea." A forced, crooked tune tumbled from her lips as she went ahead into the kitchen.
We've both simmered down a little since the incident. It's been two days now. I used most of that time to unwind and recover from what had to be the single most eventful night of my time here on earth. Keep in mind, this happened the morning after the fire. The calm is not going to last much longer, though. I don't mind that, I just need to brace myself.
Rhonda's been in touch.
X
1
2: deadbeat roommate
3: creepy crush
4: relocation
5: beach concert
6: First date
7: Temp work
8: roommate talk
9: a dismal worldview
10: warehouse
11: staircase
12: explanation
13: hurt
14: hospital
15: ocean
16: diner
17: government work
18: something in the caves
19: shopping cart
20: olms and Jewels
21: long hair
22: recruitment
23: waitresses
24: dollhouse
25: burning plastic
2023.06.09 13:53 Acrobatic-Drop7158 I'm scared, depressed, anxious, tired of waiting. I just feel lost. I look forward to the future but I'm scared that it's a bad future
I'm going to try to write my thoughts and feelings down as best as I can. I don't know if it will make any sense. I don't know if I will reread it either. I just need to get my thoughts out somehow. I don't know if I want advice or if I will even respond to any comments but if you have any thoughts please comment if not for me than anyone else who could come across this post.
I'm 22 years old. I struggle with self harm. I am scared to tell my family. I know my mom will blame herself for not seeing it. it's been almost 8 years since I started. I was 14, almost 15 when I first started doing it. The last time I did it was 5 months ago, but I still get the urge sometimes. I think I'm spiraling into depression again. For the last few days I haven't been eating enough, but every time I look at food I just don't know what to eat because nothing sparks hunger. I drink a lot of water, orange juice and other things, so I know I'm not dehydrated. Sometimes I feel happy when I don't eat a lot of food. Because I want to lose weight. And it's nice to have one thing that I can control. I don't have anything else I can control. I don't feel tired when I lay down to sleep, but luckily I'm not struggling too much with falling asleep right now. It was way worse when I was in high school. I hate that it's summer now. It's so hot and the days are longer. I hate the expectation that you have to go out in the nice weather and have fun. It also doesn't help that I struggle with lots of sweating and because of my self harm scars I don't want to wear anything but long-sleeved clothes. It's hard to get out of bed when I wake up in the morning. I have woken up at 6 am almost every day, probably because of the sun and I just hate it. I try to sleep more but when I wake up again I start scrolling on my phone which can be hours.
I hate my life. I don't remember a time where I haven't hated my life. I grew up with an alcoholic dad. He could go long between drinking but when he drank it could last one day or up to a week. He never physically hurt me or anything but it made me feel lonely. Dad was there physically but not there emotionally. Sometimes I blame my mom for not leaving him. They're not married but it's also not easy to just move because of money issues and how expensive everything is. I don't live with them anymore. I don't really have contact with my dad anymore, only mom. I remember them arguing a lot and I am happy I don't have to witness that every day anymore. I also hate my dad for letting one of our dogs run away. I think I was 13 when it happened. He was out hunting with our dog and she did have a gps on her collar but apparently it didn't work and they couldn't find her again. She was just 5 or 6 years old. I still miss her. I also miss the first dog we had who died of cancer when she was 14. I think the cancer could have been avoided if my parents just fed her food she was supposed to have and not leftovers from their food. I'm scared for the current dog we got. I'm scared that she will become obese because she is always fed food she isn't supposed to have. They walk her a lot but that doesn't really help if she is fed too much food. I also remember being a kid and being scared of that one Bratz episode where Burdine force feeds this man until he dies. I remember being scared that my mom would die because she is overweight. She has always tried to lose weight but she has never been successful. I'm scared that my mom will die because I don't know what I will do without her.
When I was about 16 or 17, I sent nudes to a stranger online. Sometimes I'm scared that people will find out about it. I think the reason I did it was because I was so lonely. I had friends in high school at the time but I didn't feel included. I felt like I was the one person in our group that didn't belong. I just didn't feel like any of my friends cared about me. And I'm sure they believed I didn't care about them either. Because I had an argument with one of them about something stupid. She cried but I didn't cry and I have had so many dreams about it. It's been many years but I hate what I did. She was my best friend and I fucked it up. She was the first person I told about my self harm. When I told her, she made sure that I would be safe and she had me sleep over at her house that night. I will always be thankful for her.
I was never bullied in school, only teased a little bit but I didn't feel safe at school either. I was scared to tell teachers that I needed to pee and so I wet myself on multiple occasions. Embarrassing but it happened at least twice. I also did something very stupid when I was about 7 or 8. Someone in my year told me to do something and I did it because I was scared to say no. I got in trouble for doing it and I tried to tell the teachers that they forced me to do it but they didn't understand what I was trying to say and my mom grounded me. That didn't really do anything though. I also remember when I was 14 that I refused to play volleyball when my class was supposed to play. The teacher told all of us that we had to because no one in the class volunteered. I absolutely hated it because some of the boys in my year would always correct me whenever we played it in phys ed. Eventually the teacher told me that I could do something else and I got to help another teacher carry some chairs into a shed. I also remember the first time I hurt myself. I remember the exact date and I remember the following Monday in phys ed and I told the teacher I forgot my gym clothes and couldn't participate. I remember that after the class was done he tried to talk to me because he noticed something was off but he didn't dig deep enough for me to tell him what I had done. Sometimes I wonder if people I went to school with realised that I had hurt myself because I used to wear t shirts to phys ed but then suddenly just started wearing long sleeve shirts. Sometimes I even wonder if my mom secretly knows because I always wear long sleeve shirts.
I never knew I was autistic until I was about 20 years old. I am angry that no one saw it. I was the one that had to figure it out. My mom was told that I would just grow out of my "shy" nature. I wasn't shy, I was fucking anxious about everything. I was clearly struggling but no one helped me. I remember when I was about 13 years old, the school nurse was worried about me because I was alone during recess and got me to talk to this woman. I had friends but I also liked to be alone. I don't know what exactly the woman worked as but I remember the book we used in sessions had the words cognitive behaviour therapy on it. No one told me why I had to see this woman. how can you expect to help a child when the child doesn't even know why they're there to begin with or the child doesn't even know they apparently need help. One day the sessions just stopped and that was that. Nothing came out of it and it didn't help. The only thing I'm grateful for is that she suggested that I participate in an after school activity. I joined a choir and was there until I was 18. I loved singing in the choir, I also got to sing some solo songs too but I never got any friends out of it. I just showed up to all the practices and performances but never felt comfortable enough to make friends.
When I was in first grade, I got diagnosed with dyslexia which I have always thought was wrong. And even one of my teachers in school never even knew I had the diagnosis and she didn't notice anything. Is it possible that they misdiagnosed me with dyslexia instead of autism? It has just never been a diagnosis I identified with. Autism is different though. I got the diagnosis when I was 20 and I know it fits me. I just don't feel like I belong with other autistic people. There are so many things that don't fit me or I just don't experience but is apparently something "all" other autistic people seem to struggle with. I'm tired of not feeling like I belong anywhere. I don't even feel safe in my own apartment. I hate the placement of the living room windows and I hate the tiny space between the counter and stove. I hate that I can hear every fucking time someone uses the bathroom. When I'm in the shower it feels like everyone can hear that I am in the shower. I'm scared to wash my clothes because the washing machine is loud and I'm scared of noise complaints. I hate going out with the trash and getting the mail. I feel like people are staring at me even when there's nobody there. I hate spending my days just looking at my computer. I don't have a job. I don't even know if I'm capable of working. The last time I tried I had to quit because I just couldn't do it even if I was only working part time. It was so exhausting and I'm scared that my life won't get better. I look forward to the future and getting older but I am so scared that things will stay the same. Its been the same for almost 3 years now.
I'm also scared that my mom don't like me anymore. I feel like I am to dependent on her. I always rely on her to go grocery shopping or do simple stuff like clothes shopping or going to the movies. I want to be independent but It's so hard. I remember when I was 18 I wanted to start a completely new life after high school. I tried to study film at the other side of the country. It just caused burnout. I wasted so much money, energy and time on it. I didn't even want to study anything after high school but my mom pressured me to at least study something so I would have a degree in something. The only thing I liked about living there is that no one knew me and I could just be anonymous when walking around. If I could have any super power it would be invisibility because I hate when people stare at me.
The only good things about my life now is my special interests. I love conlanging, austronesian/australian languages, the dutch language, merpeople, h2o just add water, mako mermaids, the bureau of magical things, the elephant princess, summer camp island, gravity falls, rick and morty, the new version of the little mermaid, dodie, siren (show), ghost rockers (tv show), conspiracy theories, world building, cooking, veganism, heartstopper, the owl house, amphibia, icon for hire, bring me the horizon, beabadoobee, pommelien thijs, froukje, tinne oltmans, poppy (singer), cosmic horror, the backrooms, lost in the hyperverse youtube channel, writing stories, filmmaking, singing. Even if I like all these things it's still hard to do participate in it sometimes. I can go months without doing any of it. I don't like it when I'm not writing. I feel the need to be productive but I don't have the energy. I want to be a screenwriter. I got so many ideas for stories but I'm never satisfied with them when I try to write anything down. And I'm scared of asking for advice because I feel like people will just make fun of me for my bad writing or my bad ideas or literally anything.
Sometimes I think I am okay but then I feel bad again. It's a constant cycle. I might feel good one week and the next I feel awful but sometimes the cycle is longer or shorter. I have spoken to both a psychiatrist and psychologist because of my autism diagnosis but I didn't really get the help I needed then. I didn't even feel comfortable enough to talk to them and I had to write a 5 page letter with all my thoughts and feelings but I still don't think they understood the severity of my bad health. Sometimes I wish my problems was seen as just as important as physical health. I wish that I had cancer or something visible that people could easily see. It's hard when it's invisible and some people don't understand that mental health is just as important.
Recently I rewatched Heartstopper and it makes me even more depressed. I love Heartstopper, the show and comic. It reminds me of a life I could never have. I want my life to be as easy as theirs. I want to fall in love. I want to have friends. I want to have people that care about my mental health. I know my mom probably cares about my mental health, but no one else. I don’t feel like I can talk to her about anything deeper than what’s on the surface. I hate how easy everything seems to other people even though it probably isn't. Even heartstopper who is supposed to be a lighthearted story, just makes me envious. Sometimes I don't even know if I am capable of falling in love. I know I'm queer and non binary, but it's just so hard to find anyone who would like me and someone who has similar interests. I did try do go on a date with a guy once but he only wanted sex. When we talked to each other on the dating app, he seemed nice and he liked some of the same things as me. I just wish I could fall in love with anyone at this point.
I haven't told anyone about some of the stuff in this post. I just don't want people to worry about me. I'm worried that if I tell people in my personal life then it will become worse. I have felt suicidal multiple times before. I just don't ever want to feel like that again. I hope this post makes sense. English isn't my first language. I don't know if I have anything more to say. If you read everything then thank you.
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I'm 22 years old. I struggle with self harm. I am scared to tell my family. I know my mom will blame herself for not seeing it. it's been almost 8 years since I started. I was 14, almost 15 when I first started doing it. The last time I did it was 5 months ago, but I still get the urge sometimes. I think I'm spiraling into depression again. For the last few days I haven't been eating enough, but every time I look at food I just don't know what to eat because nothing sparks hunger. I drink a lot of water, orange juice and other things, so I know I'm not dehydrated. Sometimes I feel happy when I don't eat a lot of food. Because I want to lose weight. And it's nice to have one thing that I can control. I don't have anything else I can control. I don't feel tired when I lay down to sleep, but luckily I'm not struggling too much with falling asleep right now. It was way worse when I was in high school. I hate that it's summer now. It's so hot and the days are longer. I hate the expectation that you have to go out in the nice weather and have fun. It also doesn't help that I struggle with lots of sweating and because of my self harm scars I don't want to wear anything but long-sleeved clothes. It's hard to get out of bed when I wake up in the morning. I have woken up at 6 am almost every day, probably because of the sun and I just hate it. I try to sleep more but when I wake up again I start scrolling on my phone which can be hours.
I hate my life. I don't remember a time where I haven't hated my life. I grew up with an alcoholic dad. He could go long between drinking but when he drank it could last one day or up to a week. He never physically hurt me or anything but it made me feel lonely. Dad was there physically but not there emotionally. Sometimes I blame my mom for not leaving him. They're not married but it's also not easy to just move because of money issues and how expensive everything is. I don't live with them anymore. I don't really have contact with my dad anymore, only mom. I remember them arguing a lot and I am happy I don't have to witness that every day anymore. I also hate my dad for letting one of our dogs run away. I think I was 13 when it happened. He was out hunting with our dog and she did have a gps on her collar but apparently it didn't work and they couldn't find her again. She was just 5 or 6 years old. I still miss her. I also miss the first dog we had who died of cancer when she was 14. I think the cancer could have been avoided if my parents just fed her food she was supposed to have and not leftovers from their food. I'm scared for the current dog we got. I'm scared that she will become obese because she is always fed food she isn't supposed to have. They walk her a lot but that doesn't really help if she is fed too much food. I also remember being a kid and being scared of that one Bratz episode where Burdine force feeds this man until he dies. I remember being scared that my mom would die because she is overweight. She has always tried to lose weight but she has never been successful. I'm scared that my mom will die because I don't know what I will do without her.
When I was about 16 or 17, I sent nudes to a stranger online. Sometimes I'm scared that people will find out about it. I think the reason I did it was because I was so lonely. I had friends in high school at the time but I didn't feel included. I felt like I was the one person in our group that didn't belong. I just didn't feel like any of my friends cared about me. And I'm sure they believed I didn't care about them either. Because I had an argument with one of them about something stupid. She cried but I didn't cry and I have had so many dreams about it. It's been many years but I hate what I did. She was my best friend and I fucked it up. She was the first person I told about my self harm. When I told her, she made sure that I would be safe and she had me sleep over at her house that night. I will always be thankful for her.
I was never bullied in school, only teased a little bit but I didn't feel safe at school either. I was scared to tell teachers that I needed to pee and so I wet myself on multiple occasions. Embarrassing but it happened at least twice. I also did something very stupid when I was about 7 or 8. Someone in my year told me to do something and I did it because I was scared to say no. I got in trouble for doing it and I tried to tell the teachers that they forced me to do it but they didn't understand what I was trying to say and my mom grounded me. That didn't really do anything though. I also remember when I was 14 that I refused to play volleyball when my class was supposed to play. The teacher told all of us that we had to because no one in the class volunteered. I absolutely hated it because some of the boys in my year would always correct me whenever we played it in phys ed. Eventually the teacher told me that I could do something else and I got to help another teacher carry some chairs into a shed. I also remember the first time I hurt myself. I remember the exact date and I remember the following Monday in phys ed and I told the teacher I forgot my gym clothes and couldn't participate. I remember that after the class was done he tried to talk to me because he noticed something was off but he didn't dig deep enough for me to tell him what I had done. Sometimes I wonder if people I went to school with realised that I had hurt myself because I used to wear t shirts to phys ed but then suddenly just started wearing long sleeve shirts. Sometimes I even wonder if my mom secretly knows because I always wear long sleeve shirts.
I never knew I was autistic until I was about 20 years old. I am angry that no one saw it. I was the one that had to figure it out. My mom was told that I would just grow out of my "shy" nature. I wasn't shy, I was fucking anxious about everything. I was clearly struggling but no one helped me. I remember when I was about 13 years old, the school nurse was worried about me because I was alone during recess and got me to talk to this woman. I had friends but I also liked to be alone. I don't know what exactly the woman worked as but I remember the book we used in sessions had the words cognitive behaviour therapy on it. No one told me why I had to see this woman. how can you expect to help a child when the child doesn't even know why they're there to begin with or the child doesn't even know they apparently need help. One day the sessions just stopped and that was that. Nothing came out of it and it didn't help. The only thing I'm grateful for is that she suggested that I participate in an after school activity. I joined a choir and was there until I was 18. I loved singing in the choir, I also got to sing some solo songs too but I never got any friends out of it. I just showed up to all the practices and performances but never felt comfortable enough to make friends.
When I was in first grade, I got diagnosed with dyslexia which I have always thought was wrong. And even one of my teachers in school never even knew I had the diagnosis and she didn't notice anything. Is it possible that they misdiagnosed me with dyslexia instead of autism? It has just never been a diagnosis I identified with. Autism is different though. I got the diagnosis when I was 20 and I know it fits me. I just don't feel like I belong with other autistic people. There are so many things that don't fit me or I just don't experience but is apparently something "all" other autistic people seem to struggle with. I'm tired of not feeling like I belong anywhere. I don't even feel safe in my own apartment. I hate the placement of the living room windows and I hate the tiny space between the counter and stove. I hate that I can hear every fucking time someone uses the bathroom. When I'm in the shower it feels like everyone can hear that I am in the shower. I'm scared to wash my clothes because the washing machine is loud and I'm scared of noise complaints. I hate going out with the trash and getting the mail. I feel like people are staring at me even when there's nobody there. I hate spending my days just looking at my computer. I don't have a job. I don't even know if I'm capable of working. The last time I tried I had to quit because I just couldn't do it even if I was only working part time. It was so exhausting and I'm scared that my life won't get better. I look forward to the future and getting older but I am so scared that things will stay the same. Its been the same for almost 3 years now.
I'm also scared that my mom don't like me anymore. I feel like I am to dependent on her. I always rely on her to go grocery shopping or do simple stuff like clothes shopping or going to the movies. I want to be independent but It's so hard. I remember when I was 18 I wanted to start a completely new life after high school. I tried to study film at the other side of the country. It just caused burnout. I wasted so much money, energy and time on it. I didn't even want to study anything after high school but my mom pressured me to at least study something so I would have a degree in something. The only thing I liked about living there is that no one knew me and I could just be anonymous when walking around. If I could have any super power it would be invisibility because I hate when people stare at me.
The only good things about my life now is my special interests. I love conlanging, austronesian/australian languages, the dutch language, merpeople, h2o just add water, mako mermaids, the bureau of magical things, the elephant princess, summer camp island, gravity falls, rick and morty, the new version of the little mermaid, dodie, siren (show), ghost rockers (tv show), conspiracy theories, world building, cooking, veganism, heartstopper, the owl house, amphibia, icon for hire, bring me the horizon, beabadoobee, pommelien thijs, froukje, tinne oltmans, poppy (singer), cosmic horror, the backrooms, lost in the hyperverse youtube channel, writing stories, filmmaking, singing. Even if I like all these things it's still hard to do participate in it sometimes. I can go months without doing any of it. I don't like it when I'm not writing. I feel the need to be productive but I don't have the energy. I want to be a screenwriter. I got so many ideas for stories but I'm never satisfied with them when I try to write anything down. And I'm scared of asking for advice because I feel like people will just make fun of me for my bad writing or my bad ideas or literally anything.
Sometimes I think I am okay but then I feel bad again. It's a constant cycle. I might feel good one week and the next I feel awful but sometimes the cycle is longer or shorter. I have spoken to both a psychiatrist and psychologist because of my autism diagnosis but I didn't really get the help I needed then. I didn't even feel comfortable enough to talk to them and I had to write a 5 page letter with all my thoughts and feelings but I still don't think they understood the severity of my bad health. Sometimes I wish my problems was seen as just as important as physical health. I wish that I had cancer or something visible that people could easily see. It's hard when it's invisible and some people don't understand that mental health is just as important.
Recently I rewatched Heartstopper and it makes me even more depressed. I love Heartstopper, the show and comic. It reminds me of a life I could never have. I want my life to be as easy as theirs. I want to fall in love. I want to have friends. I want to have people that care about my mental health. I know my mom probably cares about my mental health, but no one else. I don’t feel like I can talk to her about anything deeper than what’s on the surface. I hate how easy everything seems to other people even though it probably isn't. Even heartstopper who is supposed to be a lighthearted story, just makes me envious. Sometimes I don't even know if I am capable of falling in love. I know I'm queer and non binary, but it's just so hard to find anyone who would like me and someone who has similar interests. I did try do go on a date with a guy once but he only wanted sex. When we talked to each other on the dating app, he seemed nice and he liked some of the same things as me. I just wish I could fall in love with anyone at this point.
I haven't told anyone about some of the stuff in this post. I just don't want people to worry about me. I'm worried that if I tell people in my personal life then it will become worse. I have felt suicidal multiple times before. I just don't ever want to feel like that again. I hope this post makes sense. English isn't my first language. I don't know if I have anything more to say. If you read everything then thank you.
2023.06.09 13:46 12cblu [For Sale] Decluttering before a move. Everything I have left. LOWERED PRICES. Many genres. Selling locally in the Greater Toronto & Hamilton Area
Prices in Canadian dollars
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- Burning Spear - Marcus Garvey/Garvey's Ghost - near mint - $30
- Thelonious Monk - Solo Monk - near mint - $15
- Glen Brown and King Tubby - Termination Dub (1973-79) - near mint - $130
- The Wailers - Catch a Fire - VG+ - $40
- The Wailers - Burnin' - VG+ - $30
- Bob Marley & The Wailers - Natty Dread - near mint - $25
- Bob Marley & The Wailers - Rastaman Vibration - NM record/VG+ jacket - $20
- Bob Marley & The Wailers - Kaya - near mint - $20
- Bob Marley & The Wailers - Survival - near mint - $15
- Peter Tosh - Legalise It - NM record/good blank jacket - $10
- The Upsetters - Blackboard Jungle Dub - near mint - $20
- Funkadelic - Funkadelic- NM record/VG jacket - $15
- Tool - Undertow - near mint - $25
- Rage Against the Machine - Rage Against The Machine - near mint - $25
- Primus - Pork Soda - near mint - $45
- Primus - Brown Album - near mint - 0034/1000 - hype sticker - $75
- Red Hot Chili Peppers - Freaky Styley - near mint - $35
- Red Hot Chili Peppers - Uplift Mofo Party Plan - near mint - $50
- Red Hot Chili Peppers - Mother's Milk - near mint - $20
- Red Hot Chili Peppers - Blood Sugar Sex Magik - near mint - 0050/5000 - $175
- Red Hot Chili Peppers - Californication - near mint - $50
- The Budos Band - The Budos Band - near mint - $15
- Sugarman 3 & Co - Pure Cane Sugar - near mint - $10
- Sugarman 3 - Sugar's Boogaloo - near mint - $10
- Sugarman 3 - Soul Donkey - factory sealed - $15
- Souljazz Orchestra - Inner Fire - near mint - $15
- Ikebe Shakedown - Stone by Stone - near mint - $20
- Nikhil P. Yerawadekar & Low Mentality - Reel It In - near mint - $5
- Harmönia Presents: International Skweee Vol. 2 - near mint - $10
- Slow Hand Motëm - Mathemagical - near mint - $5
- Eschaton - ☐ - near mint - $5
- King Crimson - Cyclops EP - near mint - hype sticker - $30
- Rush - A Farewell to Kings - VG+ - $20
- AC/DC - For Those About to Rock (We Salute You)/T.N.T. (Live) - VG - $5
- Ozzy Osbourne - Crazy Train/Shot in the Dark - near mint - $5
- Bon Jovi - You Give Love a Bad Name (Shot Through The Heart)/Raise Your Hands - good - $1
- Lipps, Inc. - Funkytown/All Night Dancing - good - $1
- Judas Priest - Love Bites/Jawbreaker - good - $3
- Van Halen - Panama/Hot For Teacher - near mint - $5
- David Lee Roth Skyscraper - VG+ in plastic but opened - $5
- YES - Drama -VG - $5
- YES - Yessongs - VG - $10
- Tom Lehrer - That Was The Year That Was - VG - $5
- Mahavishnu John McLaughlin - My Goal's Beyond - VG- $5
- Emerson Lake and Palmer - Trilogy - VG+ - $5
- Emerson Lake and Palmer - Pictures at an Exhibition - VG+ - $5
- Gentle Giant - Acquiring the Taste - VG - $5
- Triumph - Thunder 7 - VG - $5
- Triumph - Allied Forces - VG - $5
- Triumph - Just a Game - VG - $5
- Crosby, Still & Nash - CSN - VG - $5
- The Spy Who Loved Me soundtrack - VG - $3
- Earth Wind & Fire - All in All - VG - $5
- The Watergate Comedy Hour - VG - $1
- Paul Brodie - The Golden Age of The Saxophone - VG+ in plastic but open - $3
- Lord of the Rings (1978 - Ralph Bakshi) Soundtrack - VG - $5
- Robert Fripp - Exposure - VG - $5
- Bruford - Feels Good To Me - VG - $5
- Bruford - One of a Kind - VG - $5
- Klaatu – 3:47 E.S.T. - VG - $5
- Golden Avatar - A Change Of Heart - VG - $1
- Ernie Watts - Musican - VG - $1
- The Monty Python Matching Tie and Handkerchief - VG - $5
2023.06.09 13:43 FlexTapeEnthousiast Is this supposed to happen with Hela or is it a bug?
 | I played Hela, the first card she brought back was Ghost Rider, he brought back Lady Sif and she discarded Death from my hand, Hela then played Hulk and the turn ended. Why doesn't Hela bring back discarded cards that have been discarded during her on reveal? Since it's still a discarded card. Because now at the end of the game it says i have 1 discarded card when i click on my avatar. Feels like she should bring back Death because her on reveal states: "Resurrect all cards you discarded from your hand to random locations" Also unlucky she didn't put Hulk in the middle or Ghost Rider to the right. submitted by FlexTapeEnthousiast to MarvelSnap [link] [comments] |
2023.06.09 13:33 pbf27 I laughed during my grandma’s funeral
Burner account for privacy reasons but I need to tell this story
My grandma passed away early 2018 and as people usually do, my family held a funeral. As my mom and I were of some of the first few people to arrive, I got to watch people come in. Eventually, a good bit of family and friends make their way into the pews. I sit down with the rest of my family, but before the funeral even starts, out of the corner of my eye, I see my little cousin (maybe 6 or 7 at the time??) shoot up from the pews and he starts booking it around the entire church, COMPLETELY SILENT might I add. Anyways, he is making a run for the exit and I’m staring in absolute disbelief as my aunt and uncle start chasing him down and whisper yelling at him to stop. They get him away from the exit but at some point, my cousin is on one end of the tabernacle and my uncle is trying to juke him out on the other side. Finally they catch him and my uncle hauls him out of the church while my aunt looks back at the family looking as pale as a ghost. I started laughing after my cousin and uncle left the building, but thankfully, I don’t think anyone really saw or heard me laughing (there was still a bit of chatter going around from that incident and my mom was too distracted trying to calm my aunt down).They made him come back in after he stopped trying to run, but the image of my cousin sprinting around the church absolutely dead silent makes me start to holler the moment I think of it, and I feel awful for laughing but oh my god? How is one supposed to react to that? 5 years have passed and I still cannot think about her funeral without giggling. Rip Grandma
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My grandma passed away early 2018 and as people usually do, my family held a funeral. As my mom and I were of some of the first few people to arrive, I got to watch people come in. Eventually, a good bit of family and friends make their way into the pews. I sit down with the rest of my family, but before the funeral even starts, out of the corner of my eye, I see my little cousin (maybe 6 or 7 at the time??) shoot up from the pews and he starts booking it around the entire church, COMPLETELY SILENT might I add. Anyways, he is making a run for the exit and I’m staring in absolute disbelief as my aunt and uncle start chasing him down and whisper yelling at him to stop. They get him away from the exit but at some point, my cousin is on one end of the tabernacle and my uncle is trying to juke him out on the other side. Finally they catch him and my uncle hauls him out of the church while my aunt looks back at the family looking as pale as a ghost. I started laughing after my cousin and uncle left the building, but thankfully, I don’t think anyone really saw or heard me laughing (there was still a bit of chatter going around from that incident and my mom was too distracted trying to calm my aunt down).They made him come back in after he stopped trying to run, but the image of my cousin sprinting around the church absolutely dead silent makes me start to holler the moment I think of it, and I feel awful for laughing but oh my god? How is one supposed to react to that? 5 years have passed and I still cannot think about her funeral without giggling. Rip Grandma
2023.06.09 13:31 nimmoisa000 The Suite Life of T.J. (Disney+ animanted show concept)
Rough Outline
T.J Detweiler, Jose Caroilica, Panchito Pistoles, Vince LaSalle, Gretel Grant-Gomez, Molly McGee, Oliver "Ollie" Chen, Scratch, Andria Davenport and Libby Stine-Torrez are next room neighbors at the Boonchuy-Plantar Hotel, Andria’s parents handles the hotel’s finances of the Boonchuy-Plantar Hotel Libby’s mother reads poetry at the lobby while T.J’s mother is assistant curator of the natural history and Vince’s father handles reception while his mother is a bellhop the show would also follow Boonchuy-Plantar Hotel heiresses Anne, Sprig, Polly and Frobo, candy counter girl Willow Park and her assistant Candace Flynn, hotel manager Peter Prickly. Hotel assistant manager Major Francis Monogram, and the staff includes Murial Finster, Martin Chatterley, Dr. Jan, Dr. Frakes, Terri, Camellia Noceda, and Carl Karl the founders of the Boonchuy-Plantar Hotel Hop Pop, Mr. Boonchuy, and Mrs. Boonchuy. Mr. X and Agent Jenner would also be major shareholders in the Boonchuy-Plantar Hotel.
Main cast
Episode 1 Hotel Friends: T.J and Vince struggles to find some friends at the Boonchuy-Plantar Hotel, however when they cross paths with the likes of Gretel Grant-Gomez Molly McGee, Andria Davenport and Libby Stine-Torrez the six realize they have more in common than they think and T.J shares some of his best moments at school including pulling practical jokes. Meanwhile Anne and Sprig introduce the Coven Heads at the hotel. Hearing the news, T.J and his pals devise a plan to pull a practical joke on them.
Episode 2 Secret’s Out: T.J Detweiler and his friends tries to keep the fact that he and his friends lives at the most luxurious hotel in Los Angeles a secret but that’s out the window when the school bus picks them up at the front of the hotel now that everyone knows where they live, T.J Detweiler is torn between wherever to invite fellow peers or not invite them at all.
Episode 3 Photo Perfect: When T.J Detweiler and Jose Caroilica read up on a news article about a famous gay couple (Gladstone Gander and Roy Fox) getting married at the hotel, the picture of the couple’s first kiss is estimated to be worth $600,000. With a 4K UHD camera T.J and his parrot pal Jose gets the winning picture shot with some help from Anne Boonchuy.
Episode 4 Sick on the 25th Floor: T.J Detweiler is stricken with a severe case of chickenpox and has to stay home for three weeks. With Darryel and Scratch of all people watching over his recovery. Meanwhile Anne and her friends partake in the girl’s soccer team and wins the national championship
Episode 5 Baseball Drop: Peter Prickly takes T.J, Jose, Wander and Sylvia to a Dodgers game and when Wander catches the baseball that wins the Dodges the game, Wander becomes the most beloved person in L.A. Meanwhile Candance Flynn and Anne Boonchuy are selected to co-host this year’s Oscars awards but Candance is nervous about this having stage fright so Anne helps Candance get over her stage fright.
Episode 6 Rumor Mill: When Anne starts a rumor about Candance and Jeremy getting back together and they go on break, in response, Candance spreads rumors that Anne and her parents support hardline Republicans who support machine gun legalization (repealing the NFA), enacting a federal 6-week abortion ban, hiring 870,000 ICE agents and massively expanding the fossil fuel industry. Then Anne spreads rumors that Candace and her parents support hardline progressive Democrats who want to make public utilities publicly owned and it’s employees government workers (making them eligible for union benefits), make the rich pay 94% in income taxes, a 65% wealth tax and make campaigning and elections publicly funded. Meanwhile T.J and Libby are selected to represent Third Street School at the Week in Washington program.
Crossover with the following shows
[After T.J Detweiler had pranked Darius Deamonne with eletromaginets Anne Boonchuy slams T.J Detweiler against a wall and pins him and candy is dropped to the floor]
Anne Boonchuy: Are you froging kidding me? Pulling a prank like that! In my lobby! And on a Coven Head! Of all the guests you had to choose, it had to be a Coven Head!
T.J Detweiler: Come on Anne, boys will be boys?
Anne Boonchuy: Not when it means making us look bad in front of the guests! Look if your parents foun out about this, they'd be just as mad as I am!
Samuel "Sam" Detweiler (walks in): Acually, A talking to would suffice. But Anne, to go all Tony Soprano on him, he's three years yonger than you at least cut him some slack.
Anne Boonchuy looks at T.J Derweiler then lets him go.
Anne Boonchuy: Ok then, i'll cut you some slack T.J this time but if you plan on pranking someone do it on someone who deserves it.
[T.J Detweiler eyes at the candy on the floor]
Anne Boonchuy: Forget the froging candy, Detweiler!
[Anne Boonchuy hands a stack of cash to Willow Park]
Anne Boonchuy: Here You saw nothing.
Willow Park: I never saw or heard a thing.
Pros: Would evoke the nostalgia of The Suite Life of Zack and Cody fans
Cons: Everything in “The Suite Life of T.J.” would be non-canon for the following shows; Amphibia, The Owl House, Hamster and Gretel, Phineas and Ferb, Milo Murphy’s Law, The Ghost and Molly McGee, The 7D, Wander Over Yonder, Kick Buttowski: Suburban Daredevil, Kiff, Star Vs The Forces of Evil, Big City Greens, The 7D, Gravity Falls, DuckTales (2017), The 7D, Wander Over Yonder and Kick Buttowski: Suburban Daredevil pretty much like Chibiverse, also there would have to be one art style for all characters.
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T.J Detweiler, Jose Caroilica, Panchito Pistoles, Vince LaSalle, Gretel Grant-Gomez, Molly McGee, Oliver "Ollie" Chen, Scratch, Andria Davenport and Libby Stine-Torrez are next room neighbors at the Boonchuy-Plantar Hotel, Andria’s parents handles the hotel’s finances of the Boonchuy-Plantar Hotel Libby’s mother reads poetry at the lobby while T.J’s mother is assistant curator of the natural history and Vince’s father handles reception while his mother is a bellhop the show would also follow Boonchuy-Plantar Hotel heiresses Anne, Sprig, Polly and Frobo, candy counter girl Willow Park and her assistant Candace Flynn, hotel manager Peter Prickly. Hotel assistant manager Major Francis Monogram, and the staff includes Murial Finster, Martin Chatterley, Dr. Jan, Dr. Frakes, Terri, Camellia Noceda, and Carl Karl the founders of the Boonchuy-Plantar Hotel Hop Pop, Mr. Boonchuy, and Mrs. Boonchuy. Mr. X and Agent Jenner would also be major shareholders in the Boonchuy-Plantar Hotel.
Main cast
- T.J Detweiler
- Jose Caroilica
- Panchito Pistoles
- Vince LaSalle
- Gretel Grant-Gomez
- Molly McGee
- Oliver "Ollie" Chen
- Scratch
- Andria Davenport
- Libby Stine-Torrez
- Anne Boonchuy
- Sprig Plantar
- Polly Plantar
- Frobo
- Willow Park
- Candace Flynn
- Peter Prickly
- Major Francis Monogram
- Martin Chatterley
- Murial Finster
- Dr. Jan
- Dr. Frakes
- Terri
- Camellia Noceda
- Carl Karl
- Hop Pop
- Mr. Boonchuy
- Mrs. Boonchuy
- Mr. X
- Agent Jenner
- Darius Deamonne
- Raine Whispers
- Terra Snapdragon
- Adrian Graye Vernworth
- Mason
- Vitimir
- Hettie Cutburn
- Osran
- Luz Noceda
- Eda Clawthorne
- King
- Hooty
- Edric Blight
- Emira Blight
- Boscha
- Willow Park
- Gus Porter
- Amity Blight
- Owlbert
- Lilith Clawthorne
- Hunter
- Flapjack
- Candle Fox
- Humphrey Westwood
- Molly Jo
- Maggie
- Robert Otto
- Earwin Lawson
- Vee
- Randall J. Weems
Episode 1 Hotel Friends: T.J and Vince struggles to find some friends at the Boonchuy-Plantar Hotel, however when they cross paths with the likes of Gretel Grant-Gomez Molly McGee, Andria Davenport and Libby Stine-Torrez the six realize they have more in common than they think and T.J shares some of his best moments at school including pulling practical jokes. Meanwhile Anne and Sprig introduce the Coven Heads at the hotel. Hearing the news, T.J and his pals devise a plan to pull a practical joke on them.
Episode 2 Secret’s Out: T.J Detweiler and his friends tries to keep the fact that he and his friends lives at the most luxurious hotel in Los Angeles a secret but that’s out the window when the school bus picks them up at the front of the hotel now that everyone knows where they live, T.J Detweiler is torn between wherever to invite fellow peers or not invite them at all.
Episode 3 Photo Perfect: When T.J Detweiler and Jose Caroilica read up on a news article about a famous gay couple (Gladstone Gander and Roy Fox) getting married at the hotel, the picture of the couple’s first kiss is estimated to be worth $600,000. With a 4K UHD camera T.J and his parrot pal Jose gets the winning picture shot with some help from Anne Boonchuy.
Episode 4 Sick on the 25th Floor: T.J Detweiler is stricken with a severe case of chickenpox and has to stay home for three weeks. With Darryel and Scratch of all people watching over his recovery. Meanwhile Anne and her friends partake in the girl’s soccer team and wins the national championship
Episode 5 Baseball Drop: Peter Prickly takes T.J, Jose, Wander and Sylvia to a Dodgers game and when Wander catches the baseball that wins the Dodges the game, Wander becomes the most beloved person in L.A. Meanwhile Candance Flynn and Anne Boonchuy are selected to co-host this year’s Oscars awards but Candance is nervous about this having stage fright so Anne helps Candance get over her stage fright.
Episode 6 Rumor Mill: When Anne starts a rumor about Candance and Jeremy getting back together and they go on break, in response, Candance spreads rumors that Anne and her parents support hardline Republicans who support machine gun legalization (repealing the NFA), enacting a federal 6-week abortion ban, hiring 870,000 ICE agents and massively expanding the fossil fuel industry. Then Anne spreads rumors that Candace and her parents support hardline progressive Democrats who want to make public utilities publicly owned and it’s employees government workers (making them eligible for union benefits), make the rich pay 94% in income taxes, a 65% wealth tax and make campaigning and elections publicly funded. Meanwhile T.J and Libby are selected to represent Third Street School at the Week in Washington program.
Crossover with the following shows
- Recess
- Amphibia
- The Owl House
- Hamster and Gretel
- Phineas and Ferb
- Milo Murphy’s Law
- The Ghost and Molly McGee
- Kiff
- Star Vs The Forces of Evil
- Big City Greens
- The 7D
- Gravity Falls
- DuckTales (2017)
- The 7D
- Wander Over Yonder
- Kick Buttowski: Suburban Daredevil
[After T.J Detweiler had pranked Darius Deamonne with eletromaginets Anne Boonchuy slams T.J Detweiler against a wall and pins him and candy is dropped to the floor]
Anne Boonchuy: Are you froging kidding me? Pulling a prank like that! In my lobby! And on a Coven Head! Of all the guests you had to choose, it had to be a Coven Head!
T.J Detweiler: Come on Anne, boys will be boys?
Anne Boonchuy: Not when it means making us look bad in front of the guests! Look if your parents foun out about this, they'd be just as mad as I am!
Samuel "Sam" Detweiler (walks in): Acually, A talking to would suffice. But Anne, to go all Tony Soprano on him, he's three years yonger than you at least cut him some slack.
Anne Boonchuy looks at T.J Derweiler then lets him go.
Anne Boonchuy: Ok then, i'll cut you some slack T.J this time but if you plan on pranking someone do it on someone who deserves it.
[T.J Detweiler eyes at the candy on the floor]
Anne Boonchuy: Forget the froging candy, Detweiler!
[Anne Boonchuy hands a stack of cash to Willow Park]
Anne Boonchuy: Here You saw nothing.
Willow Park: I never saw or heard a thing.
Pros: Would evoke the nostalgia of The Suite Life of Zack and Cody fans
Cons: Everything in “The Suite Life of T.J.” would be non-canon for the following shows; Amphibia, The Owl House, Hamster and Gretel, Phineas and Ferb, Milo Murphy’s Law, The Ghost and Molly McGee, The 7D, Wander Over Yonder, Kick Buttowski: Suburban Daredevil, Kiff, Star Vs The Forces of Evil, Big City Greens, The 7D, Gravity Falls, DuckTales (2017), The 7D, Wander Over Yonder and Kick Buttowski: Suburban Daredevil pretty much like Chibiverse, also there would have to be one art style for all characters.
2023.06.09 13:07 musicaltreerat Does anyone else have a custom Hail To The Thief track list?
I know Thom made his own track list but I wound up doing the same with the songs I liked the most. For me it’s:
(Occasionally I’ll substitute Scatterbrain with A Wolf At The Door)
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- Backdrifts
- There There
- Sail To The Moon
- Sit Down, Stand Up
- Go To Sleep
- Where I End And You Begin
- Scatterbrain
- 2 + 2 = 5
- We Suck Young Blood
- Myxomatosis
(Occasionally I’ll substitute Scatterbrain with A Wolf At The Door)
2023.06.09 12:38 VikingSolarium Interest rate negotiation
First home owner here with a PPOR we’ve had for 3 years.
Based on an ING property report (which I believe uses corelogic), I’ve found our home has increased by around 25% since we bought 3 years ago.
We’ve also paid an extra 11k into our redraw.
We bought the home with a the first home loan deposit scheme so only provided a 5% deposit.
By my calculations we’re down to around 76% LVR and the latest interest rates put us at 6.7%. Seems to me on paper we’re in a good spot to ask for a reduction.
I’ve reached out to my mortgage broker to see what the process is to negotiate a lower rate with the bank and have been ghosted.
So I’m here with this question: Should I be calling the bank to ask for a lower rate with the ING report as valuation data, or get an actual property valuation from say a real estate agent?
Silly question I’m sure, just never done this before.
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Based on an ING property report (which I believe uses corelogic), I’ve found our home has increased by around 25% since we bought 3 years ago.
We’ve also paid an extra 11k into our redraw.
We bought the home with a the first home loan deposit scheme so only provided a 5% deposit.
By my calculations we’re down to around 76% LVR and the latest interest rates put us at 6.7%. Seems to me on paper we’re in a good spot to ask for a reduction.
I’ve reached out to my mortgage broker to see what the process is to negotiate a lower rate with the bank and have been ghosted.
So I’m here with this question: Should I be calling the bank to ask for a lower rate with the ING report as valuation data, or get an actual property valuation from say a real estate agent?
Silly question I’m sure, just never done this before.
2023.06.09 12:35 Sbaker444 [USA-FL][H] GameCube, SNES, Gameboy, GBC,GBA, ps1-ps5, N64, DS, 3ds, Switch, Pokemon, Consoles, and More [W] Sonic Frontiers Switch, Jedi Survivor XBX, GB, GBC, GBA
Hey all. I'm getting a bunch of comments on my post that I'm responding to and then not hearing anything back.
Have:
Wants:
Mostly collect handheld so let me see your lists of Gameboy, GBC, GBA, and Game Gear.
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Have:
| System | Title | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| GameCube | Paper Mario Thousand Year Door Best Seller Black Label | CIB with Strategy Guide |
| Gamecube | Metroid Prime | CIB |
| Gamecube | Turok Evolution | CIB |
| GameCube | Nintendo GameCube Preview Disc | CIB |
| GameCube | Sims Bustin Out | CIB |
| Gamecube | Tak 2 | No Manual |
| Gamecube | Batman Vengeance | No Manual |
| Gamecube | SpongeBob SquarePants Creature from the Krusty Crab | No Manual |
| Gamecube | Legend of Zelda Windwaker | No manual faded cover art |
| Gamecube | Metroid Prime | Disc only |
| Gamecube | Crash NitroCart | Disc only |
| Gamecube | Medal of Honor | Disc only |
| GameCube | Legend of Zelda Twilight Princess Strategy Guide | Very good condition |
| SNES | System with 2 Controllers | Good condition |
| SNES | Killer Instinct | Cart only |
| SNES | Ms. Pacman | Cart only |
| SNES | Mario Kart PC | Cart only |
| SNES | Super Gameboy | Cart only |
| SNES | Quick Shot Arcade Controller x2 | Good condition |
| N64 | Battle Tanx Global Assault | Cart only |
| N64 | Cruis'N World | Cart only |
| Gameboy | Pokemon Red | Cart only |
| Gameboy | Pokemon Blue | Cart only |
| Gameboy | Qix | Cart only |
| Gameboy | Tetris | Cart only |
| Gameboy | Donkey Kong Land | Cart only |
| Gameboy Color | Pokemon Gold | Cart only |
| Gameboy Color | WarioLand II | Cart only some fading on label |
| Gameboy Advance | Sonic Advance | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Sonic Advance 2 | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Sonic Advance 3 | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Megaman Battle Network 6 Cybeast Gregar | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Sims Bustin Out | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Pacman Collection | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Yu-Gi-Oh 7 Trials to Glory | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Yu-Gi-Oh Destiny Board Trader | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Sonic X GBA V was Video | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Fairly Odd Parents Vol 1 GBA Video | Cart only |
| Wii | We Sing 80s | sealed |
| Wii | Super Paper Mario | CIB |
| Wii | Donkey Kong Country Returns | CIB |
| Wii | Sonic Colors | CIB |
| Wii | Mario Galaxy | CIB |
| Wii | Mario Power Tennis | CIB |
| Wii | Kirby's Epic Yarn | CIB |
| Wii | Wii Sports | CIB |
| Wii | Wii Sports | No manual |
| Wii | Dragon Quest Swords | No manual |
| Wii | House of the Dead 2 & 3 | disc only |
| Wii U | Mario Party 10 | CIB |
| Wii U | Yoshis Wooly World | CIB |
| Wii U | Monster High New Ghoul at School | CIB |
| Wii U | Lego Hobbit | CIB |
| Wii U | Smurfs 2 | CIB |
| Wii U | Pacman and the Ghostly Adventures | CIB |
| DS | Tetris DS | CIB |
| DS | Space Invaders Extreme | CIB |
| DS | Plants vs Zombies | CIB |
| DS | Crash Mind over Mutant | Cart only |
| DS | Elite Beat Agents | Cart only |
| DS | Cooking Mama 3 | Cart only |
| DS | Guitar Hero On Tour | Cart only |
| DS | Guitar Hero On Tour Decades | Cart only |
| DS | Guitar Hero On Tour Attachment | |
| DS | Yu-Gi-Oh Nightmare Troubadour | Cart only |
| 3ds | Super Mario 3D Land | Sealed |
| 3ds | 3ds XL Silver Mario & Luigi System | Modded with Games |
| 3ds | New Super Mario Bros 2 | CIB |
| 3ds | Mario & Luigi Dream Team | CIB |
| 3ds | Super Mario Maker | CIB |
| 3ds | Sims 3 | CIB |
| 3ds | Donkey Kong Country Returns 3d | CIB |
| 3ds | Donkey Kong Country Returns 3d NS | CIB |
| 3ds | Ultimate NES Remix | CIB |
| 3ds | Luigi's Mansion Dark Moon NS | CIB |
| 3ds | Hyrule Warriors Legends | CIB |
| 3ds | Super Smash Bros | CIB |
| 3ds | Legend of Zelda Majora's Mask | CIB |
| 3ds | Captain Toad Treasure Tracker | Cart only |
| 3ds | Animal Crossing New Leaf | Cart only |
| 3ds | Donkey Kong Country Returns | Cart only |
| 3ds | Nintendogs + Cats | Cart only |
| 3ds | Lego Star Wars III | Cart only |
| 3ds | Legend of Zelda Ocarina of Time | Cart only |
| 3ds | Legend of Zelda Link Between Worlds | Cart only |
| Switch | Dark Blue Switch Lite Console | Includes Box |
| Switch | Octopath Traveler 2 | sealed |
| Switch | MegaMan Zero/ZX Collection | sealed |
| Switch | Legend of Zelda Breath of the Wild | CIB |
| Switch | Pokemon Shining Pearl | CIB |
| Switch | Pokemon Brilliant Diamond | CIB |
| Switch | New Super Mario Bros U Deluxe | CIB |
| Switch | Paper Mario Origami King | CIB |
| Switch | Animal Crossing New Horizon | CIB |
| Switch | Mario + Rabbids Kingdom Battle | CIB |
| Switch | Splatoon 2 | CIB |
| Switch | Bravely Default 2 | CIB |
| Switch | Diablo III | CIB |
| Switch | Ring Fit Adventure | CIB |
| Switch | My Hero Ones Justice 2 | CIB |
| Switch | Persona 5 Strikers | CIB |
| Switch | Cars 3 Driven to Win | CIB |
| Switch | Rayman Legends | CIB |
| Switch | Star Wars Pinball | CIB |
| Switch | Final Fantasy X/X2 | CIB |
| Switch | Lego Worlds | CIB |
| Switch | L.O.L Surprise ReMix We Rule the World | CIB Includes Collectible Charm |
| Switch | Disney Classic Games Aladdin and Lion King | CIB |
| Switch | Super Mario 3D All Stars | Cart only |
| Switch | Cobra Kai | Cart Only |
| Switch | Hello Neighbor | Cart only |
| Switch | Pokken Tournament DX | Cart only |
| Ps1 | Thrasher Skate and Destroy | CIB |
| Ps1 | Resident Evil 3 Nemesis | disc only |
| Ps1 | Dino Crisis | disc only |
| Ps2 | Grand Theft Auto Vice City | CIB |
| Ps2 | Grand Theft Auto Vice City GH | CIB |
| Ps2 | Grand Theft Auto San Andreas GH | CIB |
| Ps2 | Naruto Ultimate Ninja 2 | CIB |
| Ps2 | Snoopy vs the Red Baron | CIB |
| Ps2 | Nana | JPN Import/CIB but faded |
| PS4 | Godzilla | CIB |
| PS4 | Berserk and the Band of the Hawk | CIB |
| PS4 | Naruto Shippuden Ultimate Ninja Storm 4 | CIB |
| PS4 | Uncharted 4 | Sealed |
| PS5 | Elden Ring | CIB |
| PS5 | Spiderman Miles Morales | CIB |
| PS5 | Lego Star Wars Skywalker Saga | CIB |
| PSP | PSP 2001 system | good condition |
| PSP | Final Fantasy 20th Anniversary | sealed |
| PSP | Monster Hunter Freedom | CIB |
| PSP | God of War Chains of Olympus | CIB |
| PSP | God of War Chains of Olympus GH | CIB |
| PSP | Final Fantasy Tactics War of the Lions | CIB |
| PSP | Final Fantasy Crisis Core GH | CIB |
| PSP | Star Wars Force Unleashed | CIB |
| PSP | Tekken Dark Resurrection | CIB |
| PSP | Final Fantasy Crisis Core | Disc only |
| PSP | NBA Street Showdown | Disc only |
| PSP | Blitz Overtime | Disc only |
| PSP | Marvel Nemesis Rise of the Imperfects | Disc only |
| PSP | Grand Theft Auto Vice City Stories | Disc only |
| PSP | Grand Theft Auto Vice City Stories GH | Disc only |
| PSP | Atari Classics Evolved | Disc only |
| PSP | Patapon 2 | Disc only |
| PSP | Sega Genesis Collection | Disc only |
| PSP | Midway Arcade Treasures Extended Play | Disc only |
| PSP | Space Invaders Extreme | Disc only |
| PS Vita | Lego Marvel Super Heroes Universe in Peril | no manual |
| PS Vita | Lego Batman 2 | Cart only |
| PS Vita | Little Big Planet | Cart only |
Mostly collect handheld so let me see your lists of Gameboy, GBC, GBA, and Game Gear.
| System | Title | Condition |
|---|---|---|
| Switch | Sonic Frontiers | CIB |
| XBX | Jedi Survivor | CIB |
| Gameboy | Castlevania II | Cart only |
| Gameboy | Castlevania Legends | Cart only |
| Gameboy | Darkwing Duck | Cart only |
| Gameboy | Donkey Kong | Cart only |
| Gameboy | Gargoyles Quest | Cart only |
| Gameboy | Golf | Cart only |
| Gameboy | Kirby's Block Ball | Cart only |
| Gameboy | Kirby Star Stacker | Cart only |
| Gameboy | Mario Picross | Cart only |
| Gameboy | MegaMan II | Cart only |
| Gameboy Color | Game and Watch Gallery II | Cart only |
| Gameboy Color | Game and Watch Gallery III | Cart only |
| Gameboy Color | Mario Tennis | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Classic NES Metroid | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Contra Advance | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Earthworm Jim | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Fire Emblem | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Metal Slug Advance | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | Metroid Zero Mission | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | TMNT | Cart only |
| Gameboy Advance | WarioWare Twisted | Cart Only |
| Game Gear | Earthworm Jim | Cart only |