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2023.04.02 08:29 Ok-Studio6780 i need female interaction so bad.

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2023.04.02 08:06 MidoTheMii Being a Pokémon was cool and all, but I’m glad I’m back as a human! I wonder how everyone else is doing…

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2023.04.02 08:06 yungBlyat [PC++][~2000] 3d, 3rd person bubble-blaster type game

PLATFORMS: I played it on PC, I believe I may have gotten it in a cereal box.
GENRE: Bubble blast/stack, match several bubbles of same color to clear space and progress the game.
RELEASE DATE: Some time around 2000, might be a little later I'm not sure.
GRAPHICS / ART STYLE: Cartoony early 3d aesthetic I think. 3rd person camera over the shoulder perspective. I believe it was also going for a kinda early hip-hop / "cool" vibe.
The game was focused on a board with bubbles approaching your character. You shot out differently colored balls down said table and stacked them onto the bubbles that were approaching you on the board. Matching x amount of bubbles of the same color made them go away like in most bubble-blaster games.
I distinctly remember this game for having great music and I believe the characters kinda grooved out in sync with the soundtrack.
Been looking for this one for some time but I've had no luck looking up keywords on Google.
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2023.04.02 08:00 PotentialCalm Soft Gamine having a hard time finding wedding guest clothes

I wish clothing websites would let you put in your Kibbe type to instantly find what would work for your body. I’m fairly confident that I’m a soft gamine, and I honestly have such a hard time finding dressier options that still feel like they reflect my personal style. I love casual but grungey/tomboy looks, but it’s also easy to look like I’m being swallowed by certain outfits. Most SG dresses are too girly for me, and the things that are my style (long flowy dresses, boho styles, etc) don’t tend to look good on me. As a SG I have very wide hips, and so a lot of things that look good on other people end up looking cartoonish on me. Anyone have any ideas or tips that can incorporate my personal style into my type?
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2023.04.02 07:45 Madrock777 Ok I solo'd Avalon Legendary. First 2/3 not that bad. Final boss, I get why our favorite scribe hated it so much.

Cleared this on my Hunter using Void. Spent a better part of this invisible.
Gyrfalcon's Habuerk. Shattered Cipher Void LMB for add clear, Wish-Ender skipping me through phase 2 of the final fight. Big giant shield, what big giant shield. And of course the lovely hiding spot in phase three, without it I would have just died again.
How hard is it?
While I would say that's the hardest content I've ever done I remember back in the day it took me way longer to figure out how to kill the first boss in Shattered Throne. Though now with current gear I went in and killed that very boss in like 5 minutes. So considering how long this took, yeah it's very hard.
However, current gear makes a lot of parts of this really easy. With how easy it is to get Volatile Rounds and heavy ammo add clear is a joke. With Fragments giving me Devour on a Hunter, or all the ways to go invisible, like killing all the enemies I have tagged with my Volatile LMG, parts of this were very easy. Honestly the hardest part of this was the final phase of the final boss. I had to find a good hiding spot near one of the jumping puzzles. I would just jump down out of view of the boss when I needed to heal. Then hop back up and fire away.
Hail Hydra Boss Fight. I got through the first boss with no deaths. Just lots and lots of LMG. Make sure to kill the snipers as fast as you can. Let the vex come to you and take them out in close quarters so you can easily collect their motes. I stayed on low right side of the room most of the time. When fighting the boss the ight side also has more cover.
Final boss
Phase one: Stay away, take pot shots. Every once and a while do add clear. Really not to hard. Just take your time.
Phase 2: use Wish-Ender get the boss with in a tiny sliver of his next bar then do one full puzzle solve. Wish-Ender can pass though his shield and you can skip most of phase 2, just don't deplete it's health all the way or it will soft lock!
Phase 3: Hide, hide, shoot, hide!, Shoot! Win! Find a hiding spot, a place by one of the three areas near the jumping puzzle sections. They make great hiding spots to fire from, and to hide and heal.
Overall this is a tough dungeon to solo. I was at light level 1815 and had a good long while to do it all. If you really want to solo this make sure you are well geared, both arms and armor. Make sure you got time set out to do it. Also bring snacks, a drink or two. If you are thinking this sounds like too much, I suggest to bring a friend. Having to start the fight over because you die is rough, with friends they can rez you. Over all there isn't much new in the Legendary version to the normal version. Other than some harpies with Arc shields, but they weren't much of a match for volatile rounds.
With that I bid you all a good evening.
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2023.04.02 07:24 meerkatopia [US][SELLING] Manga Oasis Sale Wide As The Eye Can See! Come Shop With Me!

Hey everyone,
Have these books I will be rehoming for good prices. Please stay respectful to each other, and have fun!
Requesting photos in the comments works- Then I will send you an imgur album with a 360 shot of the books and more
Please leave a thread comment first. Paypal goods and services for this sale
Shipping is separate, and your offers welcome.
Have fun, I hope you all enjoy the rest of your day/night!
Lady Snowblood 1-2 $80 G4
Pet Shop Of Horrors 1-10, Tokyo 1-8 $400 G3\\G4
Utena boxset G4\\G5 $140
Ace Attorney complete $425
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Light novel 1-11 G5 $70
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Emma 1-2 G3 $30 ex lib
Tokyo 1-2 G4 $25
Btoom 25 Sealed $10
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Inuyasha 1-4, 15, 17-23, 37, 46, 48, 49 G3-G4 A Couple Ex Lib $90
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Dr stone 1-7 G4 $30
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Spare volume 3 $15 1st print
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Golden Kamuy 1-19 G4 $150
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Raqiya 1-2 G4 $70
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2023.04.02 07:17 UmeSays Would you daytrip to Osaka on Sunday or Monday?

tl;dr: Staying in Kyoto Sat-Wed (full days) Oct 28 - Nov 1. Would you do Osaka overnight (then straight to Nara and back to Kyoto the following day) on Sunday or Monday. Sunday would give me more week days in Kyoto to beat the crowds, but worried Sunday on Dotonobori (my main goal is eating my way through Dotonbori Street) could be deader than usual?
Read tl;dr for the setup.
I am going to be in Kyoto for full days Sat-Wed (getting into Kyoto Fri and heading to Tokyo Thur). I am going to go spend a day in Osaka and stay the night, then go straight to Nara the following morning for the day before going back to Kyoto.
The goals in Kyoto are like everyone else's: Arishyama day, Fushimi Inari early morning and walk north, shrines/temples, food/markets/neighborhoods. My goals in Osaka are small since my time is limited: stay near Dotonbori Street and spend the time eating, sightseeing, and record store hopping (there are a lot in the area). The day after Osaka I'll head to Nara early in the morning (try to get there by 8, so not planning to be out late in Osaka) to do the Park and Todai-ji, then head back to Kyoto in the afternoon and maybe stop at Fushimi inari for evening visit.
My crossroads: is it better to be in Dotonbori on a Sunday or Monday --vs-- is it better to have two of your three days Kyoto being weekdays as opposed two two be weekend days. My concern is I'll be fighting more crowds with fewer week days in Kyoto, but with only one day in Osaka I am wondering if Dotonbori will have lots of things closed on a Sunday making it not super worthwhile.
Thanks for your advice!
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2023.04.02 07:17 Righteous_Fury224 Sympathy for a Succubus - Meridiana’s Story. Part 6

Ahh, dear reader, hello there! So lovely to see you once more... well figuratively speaking that is… or is it?
After all, I am exceedingly well versed in The Arts. Maybe I am watching you at this very moment, with Clairvoyance or perhaps a Scrying Spell or maybe an enchanted object like the good old fashioned Crystal Ball? The Magus has one you know…
Just teasing… or am I? …teeheehee…
Anyway, this latest instalment comes to you courtesy via a Voice to Text application my Magus recently acquired for me, as he said listening to me speak aloud while typing is too distracting for him. I find that interesting considering his immense mental discipline yet understandable at the same time. After all, extoling ones inner monolog to an uncaring audience would be tedious to experience. Hmm… I’ve just thought of a new torture for the souls of the dammed, specifically for writers who think they are better than everyone around them. How ingenious of me!
In any case, I would prefer to distract him in other ways, mark you.
I also must say what wonderfully inventive creatures you humans are! An application of mathematical code, the base language of reality. It is very much like a spell in its function and nature I would say, that it allows my phone, yes the Magus got me one, to record all I say and transcribes it into neatly typed words on its electronic pages. It’s like having a monk-scribe in your pocket! Unquestionably wonderful!
So as I relax in my fabulously hot, luxurious scented, oiled bubble bath, I can easily regale you with further tales of the adventures I have had thus far on this wonderous blue and brown spherical rock that is third in line from our star. And I do not have to type with two fingers either, which is a massive bonus let me tell you!
If memory serves… ahh yes, we had just returned to the car where I saw a sign of my Magus’s humour on display in the form of his licence plate.
I do have to admit dear reader, I was indeed highly amused. He knows he’s going to hell, he just insists that it be on his terms! I love it! Such confidence, such audacious willpower.
That is exceedingly… stimulating for Succubi.
Ok dammit, it makes me tremendously horny, and I’m not talking about the ones on my head either you know! We are incredibly lusty beings, us Succubi, after all.
I was already in a highly ‘excited’ state when we got to the car, so much so that I had to use my Cell Adjustment Psionic discipline to tremendously dull down my inflamed senses as I did not wish to leave the tell-tale mark of my inflamed passion on the lower back portion of my new dress and also not on the car-seat when I sat back down in the vehicle.
After a few moments, which caused the Magus to glance up at me with a slightly puzzled expression, of standing outside the car (he had no idea nor cared… hmmph!) I opened the door and folded myself back inside the vehicle and resumed my seat. I later learned that I could have mostly avoided this… embarrassment… by actually wearing what you call absorbent lined underwear! I wasn’t wearing panties at the time as I was totally unaware of their existence. I do so now as its much more comfortable in lots of ways and in addition, stops the shiver when an errant chill wind blows unexpectedly up your gusset!
Moving on…
Getting into the car, the Magus paused until I had done up my seatbelt before starting the engine, waiting for another car to pass us by before safely pulling out and sedately driving off. I later learned that we could have gone screaming down the road in a cloud of burning rubber if the Magus was of a mind to. I would have if given the opportunity! Something to look forward to dear reader.
Instead, we drifted slowly through the placidly moving traffic as I watched the sun descend below the horizon of the ocean. I had only been back here on Earth for a few hours but every second was total bliss. I do not think that most of you humans realize how good you have it here. Even those who do not reside in the more developed and advanced nations, being on Earth is special.
There are infinity more worse places you can be, let me assure you of that.
We drove back mostly the way had travelled to this particular beach. This time though it was much later in the day, heading in the opposite direction, I became aware of many more things that had escaped my attention earlier on.
We passed by denser zones and clusters of buildings where I could see various shops, food outlets, restaurants and varying vendors, all brightly lit up now as the daylight was fading. I saw incredibly tall metal poles with blazing, glowing lights illuminating the surrounds with a warm yellowy orange glow making it still easy to see. Electric lighting will never cease to amaze me. Yes dear reader, I can experience a sense of wonder and joy at simple things, even beyond the act of slaughter and soul draining. Would it astonish you that I like flowers? Such strange lifeforms that had developed aromas they use as a method of propagation. Delightful.
Anyway… we shortly crested the hill that we had previous ascended westwards earlier on the way to the beach and then I saw it!
I was awestruck once again.
Towering edifices, glittering, shining buildings monstrously higher than Hagia Sophia was, the most immense human made structure in the world when I was last in it. These glistening towers of glass, metal and stone made that church look like a feeble children’s toy. I could see over a dozen of these buildings of varying size, clustered together in less than a square mile.
The Magus glanced to his left and saw me gaping at them.
“They’re called Sky Scrapers Meridiana. They’re generally office buildings, places of business where people daily work in their wage-slave jobs then go home at night. The buildings are left vacant but light up at night as you can clearly see.”
I turned and gawped at him.
“They’re empty at night?”
I could not comprehend why such space, that had amazing views, would be left empty of an evening?
“Yep. Well most of them are. There will be some that still have people in them, conducting various types of business overnight because its what they do for a living.”
“What do they do?” I asked in a murmur as I turned back to see the vista be obscured by a large set of commercial and residential buildings that we were currently passing.
The Magus shrugged.
“They’ll be doing all sorts of things, financial trading, working back late to do their jobs… various affairs of commerce and such. It’s not that important really Meridiana. I’ll take you into the city another day when we have time for you to be a tourist. Now, if I may, I want to know more about your Telekinesis. I got an idea of how much you can lift, probably over 1400 kilograms at least if my guess as to how much a warhorse in armour with a rider would weigh… maybe more? Probably more but we’ll test that later. Anyway, it’s your fine control skills I’m interested in.”
I turned back to the Magus who was looking ahead, driving us through the busy traffic that had become a factor. I later learned that it was a time of day called ‘rush hour’.
“I am capable of very delicate manipulation with my Telekinesis, especially in regards to the erotic arts,” I said to him with a husky, low, salacious purr.
“That’s cute but I really want to know if you could snatch out of the air and control a very small, fast moving bouncing ball, say the size of your thumbnail?” he asked in an offhand manner as he slowed down due to the traffic which was banking up in front of us.
I inwardly sighed once more. Such a challenge he was!
“Yes I can but why?”
He briefly turned to me and broadly grinned before returning his attention to driving.
“There’s a game that we will ‘play’ after dinner. It is called Roulette. The game features a spinning wheel with thirty seven little slots. Into the spinning wheel a little white ball is spun in and circles around, eventually slowing and bouncing into once of the numbered slots. The slots are alternately coloured red or black and all are numbered from 00 to 36. You can bet where the ball will land, either in red or black and specifically in a numbered slot. If the ball lands in a slot you bet on, you get a payout of thirty seven to one. Ever dollar you bet wins you 37 back. You can also just bet on which colour the ball will land in giving you your money back plus it’s value as a reward. Bet $100, you get your $100 back plus another $100.”
“Dollar... that’s money right?” I said as the implications slowly dawned on me. You could make a fortune from this!
“Yes Meridiana. Dollars are what we use as currency these days. Gold is still used but not in the way you were used to. It’s still valuable as are other precious metals but that’s going to take a long explanation which is a distraction for now. So, do you think you could perhaps catch the bouncing ball with your power, directing it into the number we bet on?”
I thought about it for a few moments.
“I will have to see how the ball moves but I think I could, yes.”
“Excellent. You stand to make us a lot of money tonight. There are other games like card games, slot machines which I’m uncertain that your powers would be able to mess with. Roulette is our hunting ground. We must be careful though.”
I was surprised by his tone of caution. We were power incarnate! What could possibly touch us?
“Casinos hate losing money. Roulette is going to be the hardest one they can prove that we’re cheating on if you use your Telekinesis. We will be closely watched the entire time we are in the casino. There are devices called cameras, similar to Crystal Balls, that observe everything they see, relaying the images back to people in other rooms whose task it is to spot potential cheaters in the casino. They also have people walking the floor, disguised as ordinary folk, always watching everyone else. And I want to avoid the eyes of any infernal beings who may be in the casino.”
“Ahh… I see… a healthy paranoia then, for them and us hmm?”
He nodded once, emphatically.
If you have a fortune, you need to protect it, especially from people like me. His caution in regards to our identity was also most prudent and he was correct that there was a possibility that there may be others of my ilk lurking in the shadows, walking in human form as we often do.
I have to confess dear reader, that I am a master thief as well as an expert assassin, in addition to being an accomplished warrior although I rarely fight in hand to hand combat, preferring seduction, subterfuge and skulduggery as my main methods of killing. Yet still, I can fight and kill extremely proficiently with many weapons, being skilled at one of the highest levels of melee combat, the use of weapons and ways of fighting with them. I’ve been around a while you know? You pick up on things like that if you wish to live as long as I have.
Besides… stabby, stabby, stabby, bash, slash and smite can be loads of fun when you’re doing the stabbing and bashing with a well-balanced blade or mace in your hands. But I digress…
“You have it Meridiana. Yes the casinos’ management are extremely paranoid. We will have to alter our appearance as well before we enter the casino. I shall use a minor low level spell while you can take a new face. We will do so after dinner.”
I nodded then a thought came to me. I asked,
“You said we were going to something called a buffet? I know what the word means as my abilities allow me to understand any spoken language, much like the enchantment known as Tongues. Yet I’m finding it hard to match the word with the concept.”
The Magus raised an eyebrow in interest at this revelation.
“Oh right. Just because you know a word doesn’t mean you automatically understanding it conceptually and in context either. Good to know. Well, a buffet is an enormous array of various foods, hot and cold, sweet to savoury, where you merely help yourself and consume as much as you wish. You pay for the privilege of course.”
“Truly? How much will this cost you?” I inquired wide eyed.
I noticed that we had moved through the traffic and had turned down a descending road and were now going into a massive concrete tunnel along with hundreds of other cars, all slowly moving in the same direction. It was quite honestly astounding that everyone was not smashing into one another. All the drivers were…well mostly were, attentive to their immediate surrounds and situation as we gradually merged our car into the main lane of traffic which was making its way under the earth via the huge yawning tunnel ahead.
Such staggering feats of engineering and construction which would have made the Emperor Justinian weep copious, bitter tears of pure envy. Oh how I wished I could make him see this and realise his idiotic boast was pointless when he finished Hagia Sophia. He bragged that he had surpassed Solomon himself with his church. He had but it wasn’t worth it. Justinian nearly bankrupted the Eastern Roman Empire, all for a useless church and his own vanity.
Still, I shouldn’t care, his hubris ended up sending him to hell anyway so... yay! His actions also exacerbated the effects of the famine and plague that swept the through the empire and western Europe in the year 535 with his stupid desire to re-unify the Roman empire under his rule. You will be pleased to know dear reader, that he is burning in eternal torment for his multitude of sins so it is all good. My thoughts of deceased, vainglorious emperors and their fate were interrupted as the Magus spoke again,
“Hmm? … it should set us back about $80 each I’d should say? A small price to pay in all honesty when you see what is on offer. Drinks will be on top of that price, unless you just have plain water but tonight Meridiana, I shall introduce you to Champagne, one of humanities greatest achievements.”
This was enticing to hear!
“If you say so Magus. I completely believe you as you will not be lying to me,” I said, nodding and trying to think about Champagne.
So many new concepts were entering my mind, it was hard to keep my mind and thoughts in order. I understood that Champagne was a special type of wine, one which had a fizz embodied within it, making it highly regarded but that’s all I could deduce for now.
Also… I had a thought: the Magus could and would never lie to me. The feeling I had earlier, in being able to trust everything he said to me because of the oath he gave to me, was an unfettering sensation.
All my existence I have dealt with bare faced lairs, deceivers, misshapers of the truth who twisted words to suit their own selfish ends. With the Magus, all I had to be concerned with was his agenda, which actually had my interests aligned with his own. Truly remarkable.
I needed that champagne now!
We emerged from the tunnel, traveling with the traffic over wide dark river, again on another immense concrete bridge this time. There was a gigantic colosseum off to our right, all lit up with multiple coloured lights that ran around the circumference of the structure. It was like as though it was enveloped in a rainbow. Frankly, it was amazing to behold.
Beyond that, I could see many more large towers and structures, lining the sides of the vast road we were hurtling along now. The Magus had increased our speed as traffic had thinned out. Never in my life had I moved so fast, well unless I was using a Haste spell to briefly increase my physical speed, which I use in combat if necessary.
I barely had the sense we were travelling in the car at roughly 80kph. Such an odd experience to have for the first time. There was no rushing of wind, no press of air on my face, just comfort and air-conditioning. Marvellous!
After a few minutes later I saw our destination.
Again I was nearly stupefied by the gigantic structure. Multiple massive buildings, all surrounded by lush green, well-manicured and maintained gardens made my jaw go slack with disbelief.
“That’s Crown Casino, Towers and hotel Meridiana. I can see you are impressed. Let me just say that if you think this is amazing, wait until we go to Las Vegas…” he said as he turned the car into the driveway of the complex.
“There’s even more impressive structures than this?”
My mind boggled dear reader. It was almost too much to take in.
“Yep. My city is a small one compared to others around the globe. We will travel to them, in due course. I know you can use your powers of Dimensional Walking, moving through other planes of reality and appearing on a different part of the planet. However, there will be times when we will need to travel together conventionally. Perhaps one day, if I learn the right spells, we will be able to avoid having to fly in an aeroplane and by-pass the utter tediousness of baggage check-ins, airport security and so on…” he muttered darkly.
“HUMANS CAN FLY!?!” I said in a loud strangled astonished voice.
The Magus chuckled with genuine amusement.
“Think back Meridiana. I said humanity has been to the moon and back. I said we can travel safely and comfortably in a machine, called an aircraft, across the planet. Some ‘planes are huge while others are not much bigger than the car. Oh, that reminds me, we will have to construct an identity for you. We will begin that process tomorrow. You are going to need a passport soon enough,” he said as he found a relatively unoccupied parking area west of the massive structures.
He saw my puzzled expression and mistook it for wondering why we had parked here.
“It’s free to park here and there are hardly any security cameras in the vicinity.”
I nodded dumbly.
“But of course Magus…”
He saw my expression as he switched off the engine. A tiny look of… sympathy appeared on his face. He spoke to me in a soft, calm, soothing tone,
“Take a breath Meridiana. Close your eyes and focus upon the stillness within the vehicle. You are safe here with me. Nothing will harm us. Just breathe and relax, let each breath calm you. With every breath you are at peace within yourself and the world around you.”
I did as he said and instantly sensed my whirling mind begin to centre itself, become still.
I may be an ancient and powerful demon dear reader, however I have been imprisoned for nigh on a thousand years and now have been released into a world that I was unable to recognise at all.
The Magus later told me I was suffering from a psychological malady called Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Yes dear reader, even us demons can get mentally fucked up. I mean, compared to the average human, we’re all demented, tormented psychopaths which explains a lot about ourselves but still… even a psychopath can suffer from mental trauma. Demons can go insane.
I breathed rhythmically, each exhaling breath calming me. With one final exhalation, I opened my eyes, turned to my Magus and softly smiled at him.
“Thank you,” was all I said. I meant it.
He nodded briefly, his intensely burning eyes boring into mine, deeply searching, looking for signs of any madness that may still be lingering within. Well, there’s always the hunger for sex and mayhem, but that’s natural for me.
“Come on, you look fine now, let’s go,” he said as he got out of the car.
I followed his example, releasing my seat belt and stepping out of the car. Closing the car door behind me, walked over to the Magus then I threaded my right arm around his left as we walked off like a normal couple, casually strolling through the car park towards the casino and hotel.
I could hear the noise of all the adjacent traffic all still travelling busily along the massive road that went past the enormous complex. There was the calls of various birds I’d never heard before, the waft of scented flowering plants and the heavy aroma of moisture in the air from the nearby river. I closed my eyes for a second just to let it all wash over me as I sedately walked along with my Magus.
Soon we came to the entrance. Huge dark glass doors magically opened for us upon our arrival. To my right I could see various coloured signage, advertising the types of ‘fast food’ eateries that people could choose to dine at. They were all brightly lit and mostly clean.
It was at that moment I saw my first wretch.
A dishevelled, unkempt, shabby man sat listless outside the fast food eateries upon the low stone wall that contained a small, well-kept garden. He looked up at us as we approached, his eyes full of misery and despair.
“Got any spare change?”
“Sorry mate, no one carries cash anymore,” lied my Magus to him with a conciliatory voice, a sad but brief compassionate smile appeared briefly on his face.
The wretched man’s face became even more resigned. He nodded back in understanding, returning his fallen face back to morosely contemplating the ground at his feet.
We kept walking, leaving the broken man behind us.
I was about to congratulate the Magus in his treatment of the beggar when I had to stop as I was confronted by an incredible sight.
Before us, in the huge well-lit lobby of the building, was a huge pair of MOVING METAL STAIRCASES!
One staircase ascended while another came down from the landing some 50 feet above us. On either side were normal, marble clad stairs that some people were using. Yet many other people were on the moving metal stairs, all just taking the experience of being raised or lowered completely for granted.
“It’s just an escalator Meridiana. A simple machine that makes life a little more comfortable. Take it, go for a ride. I’m taking the stairs as I need the incidental exercise,” he said to me as he pried my clutching hands from his arm. I had been unconsciously gripping him tightly in my amazement at seeing such a machine.
The Magus walked off to the left, climbing the steps briskly while I gingerly walked forwards, watching the metal stairs endless appear and ascend upwards. The hand rail also moved in synchronicity with the metal stairs. I observed as a pair of young women, chatting intently to each other, walked past me and up to stand upon a metal stair which was part of dozens of metal stairs it seemed. I saw them be lifted by the moving stairs, rising above and away from me.
Summoning my courage, I stepped forwards onto a moving stair, wobbled slightly as I was not used to the speed which it moved, making me grab the moving banister tightly to steady myself as I rode my way upwards. I let out a small laugh as it was such a novel experience. The young women in front of me turned around at my laugh, raising their eyebrows at me as well as actually truly seeing me for the first time. Their smiles faded as I grinned back at them.
The young women could see my infinitely superior beauty on full display. They looked hesitant, now uncertain of themselves as they mistakenly believed themselves to be beautiful. They were, passible, not ugly but not worthy of a harem to be perfectly honest. I later learned dear reader that many foolish young women, especially in what you call the western world, regard themselves as queens, rating themselves ten out of ten on a scale of dazzling good looks. These sad women are delusional. I mean, if they were that beautiful, why weren’t their faces on the covers of the glossy magazines I see in various ‘supermarket’ check outs? No matter, vanity and hubris are all ways to damnation and misery. So many people sending themselves to eternal torment simply because they were raised by idiotic parents who never properly taught their children the need for humility. It’s all win-win for the pits you know…
My Magus met me at the top of the stairs, holding out his hand to me and then leading me through the vast interior of the complex.
“That’s the casino,” he indicated to our right.
Looking, I could see dozens of people making their way inside into the brightly lit and noisy interior of the casino. I caught the whiff of desperation, despair, avarice, lust, elation and a strong aroma of human urine. I wrinkled my nose in disgust. Yes, even I have some standards dear reader.
“Magus, why does it reek of piss?” I asked as we strolled by and proceeded into the most immense, glass covered atrium I have ever seen.
“Oh, you can smell that?” He looked intrigued.
I nodded with a mild look of disgust.
“Hah… interesting. Well… some gamblers get stuck on a poker machine. They sit there for hours, desperately hoping that the machine they are playing on will pay out. The poor fools stupidly believe that if they play at the machine long enough, they’ll win big. So they stay seated, ignoring the need to relieve their bodily urges, to the extent that they prefer to piss themselves rather than abandon the machine that is draining away their money. The poor fools are incapable of understanding that the machine is designed to rarely pay out. Every time they play, it has a simple algorithm that calculates the chance of a payout. Most machines will payout a small amount of money occasionally, thus keeping the gambler hooked in the mistaken belief that the big one is just around the corner. It rarely, if ever, is.”
I stopped, stunned at what I just heard. The Magus stopped and looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
“That’s… diabolically genius!” I stuttered as I considered the fiendish brilliance of the whole concept.
Someone had made hell on earth not only possible but also could make a fortune from it as well as breaking people’s souls and spirits in the process! The concept of dangling hope in front of a damned soul, then snatching it away was one of the oldest known tortures of hell. This was a magnificent, a culmination of the perfection of thousands upon thousands of years of the torture, all neatly packaged in a fairly simple machine designed to beggar it’s user and turn them into slaves to it. Gobsmacking was the only word I could think off that fully encapsulated the way I felt at that moment.
“Yes it is, isn’t it? I have always suspected that those machines were most likely invented by a demon. It makes perfect sense,” he said as he shrugged, then tilted his head, indicating we should proceed onwards.
I noddled dumbly as again, I had been totally overwhelmed by the latest piece of information the Magus informed of. I barely registered the hundreds of people all wandering around the massive lobby of the hotel atrium. Many were dressed finely while others, mostly men, were dressed casually. My Magus was one of them, still wearing his novelty T-shirt and hemp pants. They were clean though and his shoes, a brand known as Babuuk, made him look somehow better dressed then the other men who were similarly attired. Maybe it was just his subtle aurora of power, his sheer confidence and his towering Will that made him stand out from the mouth breathers all around us? I guess it was.
We arrived at the entrance of the restaurant and the Magus was greeted by a short Asian woman, dressed neatly in the hotels livery.
I started to realise that there were people from so many different races of humanity all around us. I had come from a time where only what was left of the Eastern Roman Empire was this diverse, and even then it was but a shadow of the heyday of the full glory that was Rome. Here were people from almost all the lands of earth, all happily co-mingling, getting on with having dinner with family and friends. Very surprising indeed.
The Asian woman at the reception counter spoke to us with a friendly smile,
“Good evening sir, madam. A table for two for you then?” she asked politely, her voice tinged with a broad accent I had not heard before. She spoke English yet I could tell that wasn’t her first language.
“Yes please,” politely replied the Magus.
This was something I did not expect. Despite his and my obvious power, he was respectful and even kind to the servants. All of them. He didn’t condescend nor sneer down at the servants of the hotel. It is still something I have difficulty reconciling. I said nothing, just observed. Oh, he has since instructed me not to call them servants, they are members of staff and will be treated with respect until they show they do not deserve it, then they are fair game. I can live with that.
“Table seventy one is ready for you both, have a lovely evening.”
She actually meant it! I could see it in her eyes, she was truly enjoying her task. She was smiling and joking with her fellow staff members, politely greeting the next people behind us with her cheerful friendly demeanour.
In my prior experiences, servants and slaves were a miserable lot but then again, that was understandable. They had no choice as to their circumstances. They had to obey lest they suffer harsh punishment.
As we proceeded into the large dining room, with over a hundred tables of varying sizes, I could see off to my left where the food was.
I stopped again and stared dear reader.
I have been to banquets with Emperors and Kings, Popes and Princes, all sumptuous feasts but nothing was like what I saw before me. Dozens upon dozens of people had plates in their hands, all calmly wandering around the incredible cornucopia of varieties of food that were on display, all brightly lit up for them to simply help themselves to as much as their plate could hold.
Roasted meats, all neatly carved by expert chefs, freshly shucked oysters all seated in enormous silver ice-filled serving bowls, trays upon trays of cooked vegetables of kinds I had never seen before and… a dazzling array of sweet desserts and treats that made me almost go weak at the knees at the very sight of them.
“Come on Meridiana, you’re starting to drool,” whispered the Magus gently into my ear as he dabbed my wet lips with a soft piece of paper that he withdrew from his pants pockets.
Once again I nodded dumbly as I allowed him to escort me to our table. He even seated me, pushing me and my chair in one I had sat down. After he had taken his seat, a young man, quite a handsome one from the Indus I believed?... came over to us, again dressed in the livery of the hotel.
“Good evening, sir, madam. Would you care for something to drink?” he inquired ever so politely.
“And good evening to you sir. Yes indeed, may we please have a bottle of Verve Clicquot, two glasses and a bottle of San Pellegrino sparkling water?” he asked with a real smile to the servant… no member of staff.
“Of course sir, I shall get that for you immediately,” replied the waiter with a pleased smile at being spoken to so politely.
“Thank you,” said the Magus then he turned to me and asked,
“Do you need a moment Meridiana? I understand this might trigger you again…”
I shook my head.
“No. It is overwhelming… but in a good way Magus. I have to ask, how can a place like this provide so many people with so much food? Even in the height of the Empire, there were magnificent feasts to be sure but… you say this happens everyday, that this is just a Tuesday and not a busy night?”
He nodded.
“This is the age of abundance Meridiana. Many of us, who live in what is known as The West, have dwelt in an age of such wealth and richness that almost all here never think on their incredible luck and privilege to live in such times. They do not know that it will come to an end. Maybe that is a small mercy. All golden ages end as you well know. So I say, let them dwell in ignorant bliss for now. We can enjoy it while it lasts.”
“Huh? Why do you believe that your golden age will end Magus?”
“It’s a long explanation and one I do not wish to go into detail here and now Meridiana but later, I will share my thoughts with you on this. Ahh, here comes our champagne.”
The waiter and another staff member had returned, with one carrying two bottles while the other had a metal bucket partially filled with ice. The waiter from the Indus placed both bottles on our table, displayed the label to the Magus who briefly nodded. Then, the waiter removed the cork from the bottle with an adroit twist of his wrist. It made a pleasing pop and I could see a little haze of cold… smoke? lightly emanate from the neck of the bottle. He poured the brightly bubbling and fizzing wine into both our glasses, carefully making sure the foam did not overflow them. He was very good at his task.
“Thank you good sir,” said my Magus to the waiter who beamed back at him with a happy smile. He placed the bottle into the bucket of ice and withdrew, leaving us alone, amidst the crowed dinning room.
The Magus took up his glass, holding it in front of him. I mirrored him.
“Here’s to a good dinner with interesting company and later, ripping the shit out of a casino Meridiana.” He pushed his glass gently forwards, lightly clinking it against mine. I wasn’t familiar at the time with that form of salute and toast but went with it anyway, after all… when in Rome as they used to say.
“That sounds… delightful Magus. I am eager for it all.”
I then took a sip of my champagne and was transported into a realm of heavenly bliss.
It was exquisite.
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2023.04.02 07:14 Ford9863 [WP] Fighting the Dead

Image Prompt
Zeke leaned back against a tree, trying to catch his breath through hushed gasps. Something warm spread at his side. With a shaky hand, he found a would just above his hip—it bled more than he’d like but didn’t hurt. Not too deep, then.
The pounding in his ears drowned out the sounds of the forest around him. So he held his breath, hoping it might steady his heart long enough to regain his focus. The pounding softened. What replaced it, though, was the sound of clanking metal and uneven steps along the wooded floor.
He shifted his gaze to the right, searching for Elias. Always stay close, he heard in the back of his mind. Separation is certain death in the Hollow.
“Fucking hell,” he mumbled, unable to locate his partner among the sea of brown and green. He pulled his hand away from his hip, wiping the blood against his armor. Red smeared across silver, his glove soaked through. With a dissatisfied grunt, he raised the glove to his lips. A metallic taste kissed his lips as he bit down on the fabric and pulled his hand free.
Behind him, the clanking drew nearer. A soft, wheezing growl sounded in sync with arhythmic steps. He took several quick, shallow breaths and gripped his sword with both hands. Then he let out a long, violent scream and leaped from behind his hiding spot.
The creature’s skeletal face locked onto Zeke. Its jaw fell open so wide he thought it might detach—then it let out a piercing shriek and lunged. Sharpened bones poked through its fingertips, ready to tear into whatever flesh it could get ahold of.
Zeke swung his sword with everything he had. It collided with the undead’s arm just below the shoulder. Bone cracked. Armer screamed as his sword scraped against it. And then an arm fell to the ground with a soft thud.
The creature reared back, then lunged forward with its remaining arm. Zeke swung his sword upward just in time to keep the claws from sinking into his cheek but lost his grip in the process. The sword fell to the ground as the undead regained its balance for another attack.
Zeke threw his right foot forward, kicking the creature square in the chest. It stumbled backward, surprisingly staying on its feet. The move bought him enough time to retrieve his sword. As the undead lunged yet again, he lifted his blade and sent it straight through its neck.
It snapped its teeth and growled, its one arm reaching out for Zeke’s flesh. He twisted the blade, grunting with the effort, and moved it until the creature’s head separated from its body. Only then did it finally fall do the dirt.
Before Zeke could bask in his victory, he saw another emerge from deeper within the forest. He took a step forward, lifted his sword, and crumbled at a sudden sharp pain in his leg.
He looked down and saw the creature’s claw dug into his ankle. The second undead stumbled through the forest, biting at the air in anticipation of its wounded prize. Zeke pulled a dagger from his hip and began to pry the undead claw from his flesh, blood pouring from each wound into the dirt below.
Once free, he tried to stand but fell at the slightest attempt of putting weight on his left side. His ankle was ruined.
“Gods be damned,” he muttered, rising to one knee. He held his sword at his side, ready to strike the second beast as soon as it closed the distance between them.
“You may take me,” he said, “but I’m taking you with me.”
It nearly tripped on a log but managed to stay on its decaying feet as it ran toward him. Branches crunched beneath it. A wheeze that sounded suspiciously like a laugh escaped its chest.
And then, when it was nearly upon him, a flash of silver appeared from its left and lopped its head off in one fluid motion. Its body fell harmlessly to the ground; its head rolled to Zeke’s side, the jaw snapping one last time as it stared up at him with fiery eyes.
Elias turned and smiled, sliding his sword back into its sheath.
“I had him,” Zeke said, letting himself fall to a sitting position.
Elias laughed. “Yeah, yeah, I bet you did.” He stepped closer, eyeing the blood covering Zeke’s armor in multiple spots.
“Gods,” he said, “they really did a number on you.”
“Nothing a few pints won’t fix,” Zeke said. He cut a piece of cloth from his shirt and wrapped it tight around his ankle, wincing at the pain. His adrenaline was fading; the wound on his side began to remind him it was there.
Elias chuckled. “Not sure Luke is going to let you drink with that many holes in you, but I’d love to see you try ‘n convince him anyway.” He crouched down, pulling Zeke’s arm across his shoulders.
“Least we cleared a couple of these bastards,” Zeke said. “Hopefully they stay gone a little longer this time.”
“Aye,” Elias agreed, lifting Zeke to his feet. “And this time the whole town’s gonna suddenly appreciate the work we do and double our wages.”
“Hey, if the dead can rise, anything is possible.”
Elias shifted his weight, finding a decent enough balance to sync up with Zeke’s hops. “You know, if you wanted me to carry you back you could’ve just asked. Didn’t need to go gettin’ your foot half-severed.”
“Oh, quite the jokester today, aren’t you? I don’t recall giving you such a hard time when that lake ghoul put an extra bend in your knees.”
“Hey, that was different,” Elias said with a shudder.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m sure it was.”
They limped on through the forest, trading insults and jokes, leaving a trail of blood in the dirt behind them.
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2023.04.02 07:11 GlamoursMango What should I do with my nursing career?

Hi guys,
I'm a 25 F with a BSN in nursing. I chose nursing because I've always been interested in medicine but I wasn't interested in being a doctor. I also thought that helping people get better and support them was nice.
I'm coming up on 3 years now as a medical-surgical nurse and a couple of things have happened:
  1. Due to a congenital issue, I've been having chronic hip/back pain that started around the beginning of my career, which unfortunately exacerbates it. Despite a lot of unsuccessful treatments, I'm still looking for a solution. But through this, I decided it was best to only work part time in the hospital for my health.
  2. I was diagnosed with ADHD in my last semester of college. I'm still learning more about myself, but one thing I learned is that boredom and fluctuating motivation can be determinantal in keeping a job. I actually briefly worked o/p in an immunotherapy clinic, and it was so hard because of the monotony. I think that's also why I'm reluctant for desk jobs (which I previously had).
  3. Although I have good communication skills, I often feel so drained from my job. Dealing with the patient, the pts. family members, the doctors, and other cowokers is a lot for me at the end of the day. And I often do think about my patients/work events on days off because it's such a high-pressure job and I have pre/post shift anxiety.
  4. Overall, nursing is a good career, and although I think I'm a good nurse, I just don't think it's a match for me. At least not this job. I've thought about leaving the profession as a whole multiple times.
If I could find a job, I like it to be productive and fast paced but not overwhelming. Because I'm used to working 12s, I actually don't mind that either.
I've looked at so many options, but I honestly feel lost. I want to prioritize my mental and physical health so I know this job will have to go eventually. And I know there's no such thing as a dream job, but I want to like my job and feel happy going there.
I would love suggestions in and out of the nursing field.
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2023.04.02 07:03 Rudy0851 [WTS/WTT][CA-BAY AREA] TM NGRS M4

WTS/WTT: Tokyo Marui Ngrs M4
Got this M4 not too long ago from a good buddy of mine but unfortunately, I seen the new Tokyo Marui AKX and NEED funds for it lol. Or trades...
Vid from YouTube:
Parts: Eagle6 M120 spring
Prometheus air nozzle
FLT 6mm bushings
Prometheus gears
Prometheus spring guide
Real Deal Airsoft Golden Boi Motor
PDI SUS 6.05 r-hopped barrel
Prometheus purple bucking
Wired to Deans
Delrin barrel base
PTS EPG-C grip
Laylax Castle Nut
Laylax sling point
Laylax m4 frame lock pin
Laylax colt type upper and lower receiver and charging handle set
Laylax hard body pin
Laylax selector plate
Laylax mag adapter
Laylax epsilon trigger
Jefftron Leviathan NGRS Optical
Laylax Cylinder type c
Prommy aero cylinder head
prommy tappet plate
siegetek NGRS gears
retro arms ngrs gearbox
retro arms pom piston for ngrs
There is some wobble on the buffer tube, a super easy fix (if you have that buffer tube locking ring tool thingy). Some wobble on the handguard as well but not bad at all.
Can send more pics/vids upon request. Pics:
Asking Price: $900 OBO plus Ship or trades of same value. ONLY looking to get Same Value Russian pews.
Thanks yall ily.
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2023.04.02 06:46 ninjatommy21 [Unknown][Early 2000's] PvP 3rd Person Shooter Featuring Animals, Tanks, Mechs

Platform(s): Ps2,Xbox,Gamecube? I'm honestly not sure. It was my friend's console and was forever ago. But this sounds about right.
Genre: Shooter?
Estimated year of release: 2000's?
Graphics/art style: 3d, Cartoonish?
Notable characters: Animals, Rabbits?
Notable gameplay mechanics: I'm pretty sure the pvp was a minigame bit of the game.. but I'm honestly not sure. I vaguely remember being able to hop into tanks and mech suits to fight against the other player.
Other details: I'm pretty sure it's bunnies you play as.
It's been forever since I've seen this game, I was young and it was my friend's. I played it maybe a few times when I visited them. The most I can remember is that we were, I think, Rabbits; fighting each other in a pvp mode? The game was over the shoulder 3d. But I can not for the life of me ever find it when this game pops into my mind and it's driving me nuts. Any help would be lovely, thank you so much.
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2023.04.02 06:31 KingWBeats KingWolf: The Unique Fusion of Hip-Hop Music and Wolf Conservation in a Groundbreaking Apparel Line - A Must-Read Story!

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2023.04.02 06:17 denisonwitmer1 Second Trip to Japan in Nov/Dec 2023 (18 days) - Advice on Super Detailed Itinerary Appreciated!

I originally visited Japan in May 2017. It was absolutely incredible, and I’ve thought about it ever since. After nearly six years, I’ve decided that I finally want to go back this fall but need help finalizing my itinerary before booking my flights.
The first time I visited Japan I was in Tokyo, Kamakura, Hakone, Kyoto, Arashiyama, Osaka, and Hiroshima. This time I plan to see Tokyo, Kamakura, Mt. Fuji, Hakone, Kyoto, Arashiyama, Nara, and Osaka. I realize that's really similar to my first trip and while there's certainly things I want to see again there's a lot of new things in the same cities that I'd like to see as well. I'm still open to adding maybe one more place near Osaka or Tokyo before finally flying back home.
Any and all feedback is welcome! I would love to hear your thoughts.


Day Date From To
1 11/16 DC
2 11/17 Tokyo
3 11/18 Tokyo
4 11/19 Tokyo
5 11/20 Tokyo Kamakura
6 11/21 Tokyo
7 11/22 Tokyo Mt. Fuji
8 11/23 Mt. Fuji Hakone
9 11/24 Hakone Kyoto
10 11/25 Kyoto
11 11/26 Kyoto
12 11/27 Kyoto Arashiyama
13 11/28 Kyoto Nara
14 11/29 Kyoto
15 11/30 Kyoto Osaka
16 12/1 Osaka
17 12/2 Osaka Tokyo
18 12/3 Tokyo DC

Detailed day-by-day itinerary (supplemented with Google Sheets version here):

🍁 denotes key point of interest and likely spot for seeing fall foliage.
🍵 denotes possible food/drink options (but mostly cool cafes I'd like to visit).
Other emojis are used to highlight other points of interest or activities.
Day 1 (11/16) - DC > Tokyo
Leave for Japan.
Day 2 (11/17) - Tokyo
Arrive at Haneda Airport. Take limousine bus to hotel in Shibuya. Rest.
Day 3 (11/18) - Tokyo
🍁 Gotokuji Temple, 🍁 Otaguro Park; Shinjuku: Cross Shinjuku Vision (3D Yayoi Kusama billboard), Yodobashi Camera, Suga Jinja (Kimi No Na Wa location); Shibuya: Shibuya Crossing (Panda 3D billboard), Shibuya Sky (¥1,800)
🍵 Food/Drink Options: Shiro-Hige’s Cream Puff Factory, Café Kitsuné Shibuya
Day 4 (11/19) - Tokyo
Aoyama: Nezu Museum (¥1,500), Spiral; Roppongi: The National Art Center; Omotesando: Louis Vuitton Omotesando Store (Yayoi Kusama Robot)); Daikanyama: 🍁Kyu Asakura House, T-Site Daikanyama
🍵 Food/Drink Options: Café Kitsuné Aoyama
Day 5 (11/20) - Tokyo > Kamakura
Kamakurakōkōmae Station, Hokokuji Temple (¥300), Meigetsu-in Temple (¥500), Komachi-dori Street
🍵 Food/Drink Options: Cafe Yoridokoro, Tomoya Kamakurakomachi
Day 6 (11/21) - Tokyo
Ryogoku: Sumida Hokusai Museum (¥400); Asakusa: Sensō-ji; Ginza: Maison Hermès (Renzo Piano Building), Tokyo International Forum; Harajuku: Takeshita Street, Tokyu Plaza; Yoyogi: Yoyogi Park
🍵 Food/Drink Options: Asakusa Unana, Chacha Futatsume, Naruto Taiyaki, noncaron TOKYO GINZA
Day 7 (11/22) - Tokyo > Mt. Fuji
Fujikawaguchiko: Oishi Park, 🍁 Momiji Tunnel, 🍁 Maple Corridor, Kawaguchiko Tenjozan Park via Mt. Fuji Panoramic Ropeway (¥900 roundtrip), LAWSON Kawaguchikoeki-mae; Fujiyoshida: Chureito Pagoda, Kawaguchi Asama Shrine, Honcho Street
🍵 Food/Drink Options: TBD
Day 8 (11/23) - Mt. Fuji > Hakone
Heiwa no Torii; and then possible shiatsu (massage) at onsen (¥9,350)
🍵 Food/Drink Options: Bakery & Table Hakone
Day 9 (11/24) - Hakone > Kyoto
Sannen-Zaka Path (Yasaka Pagoda/Hōkan-ji Temple iconic view) and Kiyomizu‑dera Temple at sunset
🍵 Food/Drink Options: % ARABICA Kyoto Higashiyama
Day 10 (11/25) - Kyoto
🍁 Rurikō-in Temple (¥2,000, 2 hour wait), 🍁 Enkō-ji Temple (¥500), Shisen-dō (¥500), Kennin-ji (¥600)
🍵 Food/Drink Options: TBD
Day 11 (11/26) - Kyoto
Okazaki-jinja Shrine, Tairyu Sanso, Eikan-dō (Zenrin-ji) Temple (¥1,000), 🥷Kyoto Samurai Experience (¥15,000)
🍵 Food/Drink Options: Kumonocha, Café Kitsuné Kyoto ShinPuhKan
Day 12 (11/27) - Kyoto > Arashiyama
Sagano Bamboo Grove, 🍁Somekobo Yumeyusai, 🍁Jojakko-ji Temple, Hozugawa River
🍵 Food/Drink Options: % ARABICA Kyoto Arashiyama
Day 13 (11/28) - Kyoto > Nara
Todai-ji Temple (¥600), Nara Park, Yoshikien Garden
🍵 Food/Drink Options: Archaique (pastry shop), Mizuya Chaya (teahouse), Nakatanidou (mochi shop)
Day 14 (11/29) - Kyoto
Sannen-Zaka Path (Yasaka Pagoda/Hōkan-ji Temple iconic view) at sunrise, Fushimi Inari Taisha, Kano River
🍵 Food/Drink Options: Inari Saryo
Day 15 (11/30) - Kyoto > Osaka
Osaka Station, Amerikamura, Shinsekai, Dotonbori, Umeda Sky Building (¥1,500)
Day 16 (12/1) - Osaka
Nintendo World
🍵 Food/Drink Options: TBD
Day 17 (12/2) - Osaka > Tokyo
Osaka: Namba Yasaka Jinja; Tokyo: 🗼Tokyo Tower
🍵 Food/Drink Options: TBD
Day 18 (12/3) - Tokyo > DC
Leave Japan 😭
  1. Is there anything you would change?
  2. Is there anything I'm missing that you would consider adding?
  3. Should I try to visit another city before returning to Tokyo? The fact that places like Kobe, Okayama, and even Hiroshima are so close to Osaka makes it tempting to extend the trip just a bit longer before returning to Tokyo.
  4. Alternatively, should I try to add another day or two to Tokyo? Spending more time in Tokyo or even taking a day trip to Nikko would be cool before finally flying back home.
If you made it all the way to the end, thank you! I would love to hear your thoughts. This trip has been a long time in the works so I really want to do it right and plan and prepare as best I can.
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2023.04.02 06:08 Thatonegossips I need to vent

I want to lay this whole scenario to rest. As well as this whole situation had shown me who my friends actually are. I am sure that I written and rewritten this a couple of times yet I know that I will not be able to convey how much pain I am feeling in this, but I will try. I will not talk about the “ Kennedy assassination guy joke” and the situation with V , at this point ( about two or three months later) he won’t apologize for his actions after all other parties made peace so whatever. Regarding the incident with C blocking me, It did hurt me way more than I would like to admit because I thought that we were better friends than what was shown but I will not speak on behalf of ___ because, and this boggles my mind,she could have a conversation with him about what happened regardless if it was after the scenario. Yet I the one she called her “ bestie” and as did I call her the same. she couldn’t talk to even after talking to us talking about other problems and I have stuck by her defending her as well, wether about her partner or her life issues I was fine being there to talk to her and help solve whatever she needed help with, But as soon as someone tells her to kick out people who were toxic yet she couldn’t see that that person was pulling different strings. Just like the whole dan situation there are boundaries and communication between adults, you would think as two parties who harp on communication its a two way street, you cant have one without the other. But yet when I came in crying about my father being in the hospital THEN she apologized without actually explaining to me what happened or why I deserved it, but then told _she was going to reach out and apologize after they spoke No I am yet to get a apology on that front as well But if you are so willing to say you’d communicate then turn around and not communicate you are part of the problem. I have reached out numerous times to have that supposed conversation to no avail. Additionally, going and posting to the group chat about people who YOU kicked out and then wanted to call toxic and say that you didn’t want to get others involved( which by the way made more people get involved to play the worlds shittiest game of telephone) yet then wanna delete all of the receipts of the conversation when in that shitty game of telephone you got called out by, for your behavior. The next thing Id like to discuss is how some who have been neutral in all issues have suddenly want to choose sides yet want to ignore the ones who were affected and surround themselves with the people then get mad when people question their decision and want to have a conversation about it to get their side. But again lets blow off and then get mad at the person when they reach out to you. Yet you want to say you don’t choose sides. I thought we were better friends than this. But if not can people seriously just tell me and make this hurt less? For the people who actually didn’t choose sides and were there for myself and__ I want to say thank you, not only for putting up with my mess of emotions especially as of late regarding my health and worrying, this situation as I hate to admit had genuinely messed with my confidence in myself and how I view people who either want to get to know me or try to be friendly with me , I am tired of letting people in and constantly being hurt I am not one to let someone burn me twice. As of the most recent situation of a mutual friend asking me what happened in a party chat on a game we frequently played and you decided to hop in and heard me tell them the truth, yes I did get a little heated and emotional with my explanation because I unlike you have feelings and wanted to work things out and seems to get pushed on the “ no one cares about how you feel” side. So you then come into my instagram dms and saying to “ keep my name out of your mouth and leave me alone” don’t flatter yourself dear, as from what I heard from M, you seem to love to say my name as much as you wanna accuse me of saying it, how is it that you have so much energy to try to talk crap about me in the situation yet you cant have that same energy when confronted hmm?
TLDR : have the same energy you have to talk crap and be actual adults and work stuff out
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2023.04.02 05:57 Thatonegossips I need to vent but oh how I pity you and those around you

I want to lay this whole scenario to rest. As well as this whole situation had shown me who my friends actually are. I am sure that I written and rewritten this a couple of times yet I know that I will not be able to convey how much pain I am feeling in this, but I will try. I will not talk about the “ Kennedy assassination guy joke” and the situation with V , at this point ( about two or three months later) he won’t apologize for his actions after all other parties made peace so whatever. Regarding the incident with C blocking me, It did hurt me way more than I would like to admit because I thought that we were better friends than what was shown but I will not speak on behalf of ___ because, and this boggles my mind,she could have a conversation with him about what happened regardless if it was after the scenario. Yet I the one she called her “ bestie” and as did I call her the same. she couldn’t talk to even after talking to us talking about other problems and I have stuck by her defending her as well, wether about her partner or her life issues I was fine being there to talk to her and help solve whatever she needed help with, But as soon as someone tells her to kick out people who were toxic yet she couldn’t see that that person was pulling different strings. Just like the whole dan situation there are boundaries and communication between adults, you would think as two parties who harp on communication its a two way street, you cant have one without the other. But yet when I came in crying about my father being in the hospital THEN she apologized without actually explaining to me what happened or why I deserved it, but then told _she was going to reach out and apologize after they spoke No I am yet to get a apology on that front as well But if you are so willing to say you’d communicate then turn around and not communicate you are part of the problem. I have reached out numerous times to have that supposed conversation to no avail. Additionally, going and posting to the group chat about people who YOU kicked out and then wanted to call toxic and say that you didn’t want to get others involved( which by the way made more people get involved to play the worlds shittiest game of telephone) yet then wanna delete all of the receipts of the conversation when in that shitty game of telephone you got called out by, for your behavior. The next thing Id like to discuss is how some who have been neutral in all issues have suddenly want to choose sides yet want to ignore the ones who were affected and surround themselves with the people then get mad when people question their decision and want to have a conversation about it to get their side. But again lets blow off and then get mad at the person when they reach out to you. Yet you want to say you don’t choose sides. I thought we were better friends than this. But if not can people seriously just tell me and make this hurt less? For the people who actually didn’t choose sides and were there for myself and__ I want to say thank you, not only for putting up with my mess of emotions especially as of late regarding my health and worrying, this situation as I hate to admit had genuinely messed with my confidence in myself and how I view people who either want to get to know me or try to be friendly with me , I am tired of letting people in and constantly being hurt I am not one to let someone burn me twice. As of the most recent situation of a mutual friend asking me what happened in a party chat on a game we frequently played and you decided to hop in and heard me tell them the truth, yes I did get a little heated and emotional with my explanation because I unlike you have feelings and wanted to work things out and seems to get pushed on the “ no one cares about how you feel” side. So you then come into my instagram dms and saying to “ keep my name out of your mouth and leave me alone” don’t flatter yourself dear, as from what I heard from M, you seem to love to say my name as much as you wanna accuse me of saying it, how is it that you have so much energy to try to talk crap about me in the situation yet you cant have that same energy when confronted hmm?
TLDR : have the same energy you have to talk crap and be actual adults and work stuff out
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2023.04.02 05:56 Sayomi_Koneko cat seems confused on feelings for my boyfriend.. please help

Long post, sorry.
I've had my cat Lilith for 10 years and my boyfriend has known her for 4 of them.
She had been completely fine with bf for the first year and a half to two years as my bf had a dog and she didn't come by as much. His dog died a year and a half into our relationship and she had comfortable free roam around the house and would occasionally hiss seemingly randomly at him. I've seen it happen and can confirm for the most part he does nothing to antagonize. The only times he has directly made it happen is when he's upset and has that grumpy aura about him in every way and he just walks past /nearby or when we hold her longer than she wants to be held because we just wanna love on her and it annoys her. I admit I'm guilty too. She's too cute and fluffy to not want to hold her and bury my face in her fur.
Its gotten worse since last year as we've moved across country since then. We originally were going to travel for 2 weeks to get here as there was a gap between leases but it was delayed 4 months due to incompetent rental management. During this ride she was on and off with calming meds as some days she still seemed groggy and quiet for a while. When she wasn't groggy she was, of course, meowing. And if she did it for an extended amount of time he would yell at her. She was kenneled a good amount of those 4 months as she started moving around in the car in my lap a lot and would be kenneled at night including when we were in a hotel / temp space since we didn't want to be responsible for damages.
Once she got to our permanent place and never had to be kenneled again, she got worse after a week or two. maybe more but i don't remember. She was super happy to be free, constantly on my lap and following me around (especially when she hears the bathroom door open.) But with him it was off and on if she liked him. He can walk by, not even make eye contact or have any angry energy about him and she hisses. 95% of the time she just watches him walk around the apartment if he's in her view and crouches down and flattens her ears when he gets closer. I can be right in front of her showing that he's in a good mood and she may still hiss at him. He's wanting to kennel her if she hisses when I'm not home since I just put her on her cat tree and cover it with a blanket making her a safety fort. He's allergic to cats but knows I love them so he just asks that she remain out of our bedroom and we keep the door closed. We have to open it at night since the heater works like crazy where we live and we need it to cool off before bed. We try to discourage her from going down the hall pass the bathroom but of course she's a curious cat and its a room she doesn't get to explore. She will sometimes want to go down there but we have caught her enough that if we just say "what are you doing" to her while she goes down the hall she gets upset and hisses. We can ask her any other time but if she's heading to the bedroom she hisses.
About 50% of the time I'm home she's alright with him but when I'm not home she apparently likes him 99% of the time. She does everything to him that she does to me other than following around and being excited for bathroom time. She will lay in his lap / next to him, stand on the back of the couch to stretch up on his chest to be pet and held or stretches up against the wall, counter or door frame to be picked up. She loves being held and will even become a scarf kitty. He'll pick her up or pet her if he is angry (when she let's him) and it has nothing to do with her so she knows its ok. He picks her up when he's content and she can have that look about her but she can change in a matter of seconds when being held. He's changed her mood and laid down with her ending up falling asleep on him. He trys to hold her often because she likes it and he wants to get along with her.
After I got Lilith she was attached to my hip. After I vaccinated her she had a reaction to a bug bite shortly after the shot was given so her face swelled up and she scratched half of it off (I was at work and bf at the time wasn't paying attention). I cleaned her up best I could and got her all fixed up. She now has beautiful "scar"fur on her face. My bestfriend met her soon after she healed. Btw she loved my best friend but had never sat in her lap or cuddled up to her until I moved in with my current boyfriend.
The 1st place Lilith and I lived after moving out of my parents house was with an emotionally abusive boyfriend (not any mentioned before) who had previously been hired to "remove" cats (i fully regret this especially because I knew beforehand) from neighborhoods... he was constantly angry and punching walls. I had come home and she had an injury on her ass / back upper thigh. He claimed he didn't know what happened but I don't believe him. I moved out shortly after.
So she's been through a lot and current boyfriend is getting increasingly angry for "having to walk on eggshells in our own place". I understand this and I just want them to get along. I don't know what to do. I've tried calming collars, wall plug ins. Hell, I gave her the last pill of her calming medicine when she was having issues with him the other day and she was still glaring at him when she was awake.
Latest issue was this morning. Bf woke up and went to the living room to work out. She lifted her head lazily to see what he was doing and went back to sleep. After he woke me up so I could sleep with her on the couch and I exited the room / went to the bathroom, she started having issues. She was hunched down, ears flat.
He thinks its like a step dad thing. He was one before and the kid was great around him but as soon as mom was around she was a piece of shit kid that walked all over mom.
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2023.04.02 05:53 GlacierBunny1013 I’m upset that my mom rehoused my dog without consent

Background I have two dogs one being a small chihuahua and then the other a small white puffball mix. I don’t know the exact breed but she’s adorable and the sweetest thing ever. My chihuahua is named Melanie and the little puffball is Baby.I’ve had her since I was 14ish and I’m now 20. Originally I had just Melanie and Baby was more of the family dog. But I went through some bad mental health stuff in highschool and Baby was always right there. Wanting love and readily available to give love. My chihuahua believe it or not is also sweet but she doesn’t always want to be bothered which is fair. But baby was different she would follow me everywhere I go was ridiculously smart and loving. I love my mom but we where in a very toxic household I’m 1 of 8 and we all where in one house with my grandparents so of course tension was high with everyone. After awhile I honestly didn’t know how much more I would’ve been able to take and so I ended up leaving and went states away to live with my boyfriend. I’ve been trying to get a place for a while so I’d be able to take them; the current place we live in is very very small and no pet rule. My mom knows this and said that was fine and I could get my dogs when I was able to. Today I just got off the phone with my mom and she just casually through out into the open that she rehoused baby without my consent or input. She never gave me any such warning like “hey you need to come get your dog by such and such time or else I’m rehoming them”. I know she’s just a dog but she helped me through so much. I know I did leave and maybe I shouldn’t have. Maybe I should’ve stayed it was just so hard some days. I just don’t know I didn’t get any free time to myself always had a baby on my hip(my mom had twin girls in late 2020) and no matter what I did it wasn’t enough. Anyways that’s enough dumping for today thank you for your time if you read this and made it this far I hope you have a good rest of your day. <3
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2023.04.02 05:46 Rezvolt [TOMT][Rap/Hip Hop album] [around 2017]

It's a rap/hip hop album. I want to say I first listened to it in the summer of 2017, I think that's when it came out but I'm not sure. The cover art was like yellow, green and black. I think it was like a person standing on a hill looking down at a town or a city. If its any help i listened to alot of BIG K.R.I.T at that time and it may have been similar to his style. Any help would be appreciated
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2023.04.02 05:35 Simple_Yogurt4039 24 [M4F] California/Online/Anywhere - The Everlasting Search For "The One"

I’m new to this type of thing so please bare with me. My name is Jimmy, I'm 24, and live in California. I hopped on here in an effort to chat with new people, create a connection and hopefully a relationship.
Here is a little about me:
Physically: I am Hawaiian/Filipino, 5'8", black hair, very dark brown eyes, and a fairly slim body (I'm not super muscular, but not frail either).
I’m in the process of going to grad school, and I’m currently working and saving for the next part of my life. I enjoy playing PC games, watching tv shows, kdramas (sorry not sorry), movies, hiking, cooking, baking, and photography.
I'm a pretty chill guy, I’m very understanding, thoughtful, organized and actually enjoy cleaning (it almost feels therapeutic at times). I’m a huge supporter of good hygiene, self-care, self-love, and self-actualization. Hopefully, I can find someone with similar values/lifestyle. I’m very transparent, don’t feel the need to hide anything, and am honest with my thoughts and emotions. I dislike people who lie, cheat, or are disrespectful to others.
One major gripe I have is bad communication. I don’t particularly like those who “beat around the bush.” If you simply don’t like me or don’t want to talk to me, I’d rather have you tell me outright. I’m not a super sensitive person anymore, so you can come at me if you want lol. I understand that people have their own lives and do their own things, but if it takes you over 24 hours or even days to respond to a text, I don't think we'll be a good match.
Well that’s a little summary about me. If I haven’t scared you off by this point, please feel free to shoot me a message, I’d love to chat and get to know you!
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2023.04.02 05:35 Future_Ad_3485 The Swallow and the Mad Hatter Part Five: A Second Chance

Memories of last night made me blush, the tension had been released. Demy leaning on his elbow as I tugged on my boots, his sly grin showing his pride from our fiery night of passion. Adjusting the ruffles on my blouse, his strong arms yanked me back onto the bed. The tension had faded between us, our satisfaction matching eotherach .
“Let’s play today.” He pleaded with big puppy dog eyes, a light smile dawning on my lips. “I had so much fun last night.” A golden envelope slid under the door, Demy’s fingers snapping. The envelope landed in his palm, a long exhale escaped his lips. The sounds of New Orleans came to life, jazz music filled the air. My weekend with my uncle had been lovely, but the noise and chaos of New Orleans felt like home or did Demy feel like home? Sinking deeper into my train of thought, a hungry kiss brought me back. Time stopped, my heart skipping a beat. Climbing on top of my lap, his hand plopping his hat on top of my head. What brought this on?
“We have a local job today.” He announced with unfiltered joy, lifting my chin up with his finger. “How about a date after?” A black ball of light blinded us, hairy legs grabbing me. Crying out for help, the monster whisked me away to another dimension. Throwing me on a giant web, chills shot up my spine. My face paled, horror widening my eyes. Struggling against sticky white silk, the silk vibrated. A shrill scream burst from my trembling lips the moment tiny spiders crawled over me, a man with six hairy legs trailing behind his tall slender body sauntered across the ceiling. His large abdomen bounced up and down, clammy sweat drenching my skin. A vibrant green suit hugged his seven foot seven frame, inky black eyes glistened underneath a fluff of neon green hair. His violet lips curled into a wicked grin, a long piece of silk glistened in the flickering light. Lowering his body, his face was centimeters from mine. Long fangs hung over his lips, a bright green venom dripped down the fangs. Clicking them together, his tongue licked his lips as they retracted into a row of clean teeth. Cupping my chin, his cold hand moved my face.
“How ugly!” He scoffed haughtily, licking my cheek. “You will make a most delectable meal.” Focusing on his ash gray skin, a stinger extended from his wrists. The venom dripped down the tip, the foul liquid burning my cheek. Healing up as fast as it burned me, frustration raged in his eyes. A defiant grin danced across my determined face, my tongue spitting out the spiders attempting to get into my mouth. Cringing at the sensation of tiny legs tickling my tongue, he snapped my head to face him.
“Poison doesn’t affect me.” I bragged jovially, my confidence coming back. “Nice try. I guess you will just have to eat me.” Low hisses slithered out of his mouth, his legs spinning a web around my squirming body. My eyebrow twitched irritably, my fingers snapping quietly. My staff floated into my palm, my enemy not noticing. Shoving it up my sleeve, a quiet groan escaped my lips at the fact my shirt was going to be destroyed. Allowing him to wrap me in a cocoon, the goal was to get him to relax his damn security. The sticky silk clung to my skin, his pets crawling up my leg. Couldn’t he just leave already! Gross, this fucking sucked. Shaking off my nerves, scarlet flames torched his webs, a rush of heat blowing his webs around. Glancing around, several cocoons surrounded me. Panic gripped my mind, the flames second from reaching them. Switching elements, golden ice crept up the web. Black smoke curled out of the small hole above me, a familiar energy perking up my spirits. Demy shot the web, his bullet smashing our enemy’s complicated design. Crashing to the cold neon green floor, dummies rained down around us. The wood smashed to bits, screams echoing down the hall. An icy breeze nipped my shoulder, my eyes falling on my tattered shirt. Black lace peeked out, Demy shooting a quick glance. Rolling my eyes, my shaft shifted to dual scythes. A drop of his venom hovered over his head, my body smashing into his. My skin hissed for a moment, my clothes melting away. Stifling a scream of venomous rage, Demy placed his coat over my shoulders. Embarrassment colored my cheeks, a nervous smile twitched on my lips.
“It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” He teased playfully, helping me up. “We need to cut out his fangs or remove them somehow.” An idea rang out in my head, my hands cupping his. The screams shattered the touching moment, a rock flipping in my stomach. Dread poisoned my mind, his lips kissed me hungrily. Guiding his fangs to my neck, his fangs sank into my skin. Enough blood would make him immune to the venom, my free hand fending off his legs with my scythe. Sparks drifted aimlessly, his exoskeleton proving to be tougher than I thought. Leaning his head back, he stole his hat back. Reaching into his hat, the energy shifted. My blood prevented him from going fully insane, a sly grin curling on his lips. Black energy swirled around him, his ravens cawing behind him.
“Poison, you are going to die today. Nobody kidnaps my swallow.” He threatened darkly, spinning his scythe over her head. “Are you ready to play?” Tossing me his hat, he mouthed the order to rescue the people. Placing it on my head, it was time to listen to his orders. Sprinting down the tunnel, my scythes sliced through the webs with ease. People dropped to the cold rock, families embracing each other. A low humming noise echoed in my ears, a black gem floated in a ball of pale green energy. Demy ran down the tunnels, his scythe hanging limply by his side. Sweat drenched his skin, inky streaks stained his cheeks. Poison crawled along the ceiling, an electrical shock at one touch knocked me back.
“He keeps regenerating.” He huffed, leaning on his knees. “We need a new plan.” Catching his breath, the corner of his lip curled into a crooked smirk. Swinging the tip of his scythe into the ball, he knocked me to the icy rock. Energy built up, a wave knocked Poison back into the tunnel. Frightened eyes quivered in the shadows, panic gripping my mind. The black gem whizzed over my head, Demy catching it. Tossing it back to me, flames roared to life on my palm. The glistening surface cracked, shrill shrieks threatened to burst my eardrums. Poison charged at us, cracks lining his smooth skin. A devilish grin lit up my face, the gem shattering into pieces with a single squeeze of my palm. The dimension quaked violently, a sharp bang sent blood and guts raining over us. Groaning bitterly, neither of us were pleased to be wearing guts. The dimensions faded to the cemetery, the families all resting in confusion. Tossing him his head back, Demy spun it in his palm. Demy tossed his hat up in the air, his scythe and pets all flying back in. Dumping out a steaming pile of guts, an agitated snarl twitched on his lips. Snapping his fingers, the poor families disappeared. Confusion dawned on my face, so many questions rested on the tip of my tongue.
“Where did they all go?” I stammered nervously, sweeping a couple of organs off of my shoulder. “Are they going to be safe?” Crouching down to my level, he attempted to wipe the blood off of my cheek. Kissing my forehead, his strong arms pulled me in for a desperate embrace.
“They were sent back to their beds. What they experienced will simply seem like a nightmare.” He explained calmly, his trembling body showing how scared he was for me. “I thought I lost you. Thank goodness you are okay.” A sharp clear of a throat captured our attention, Riot sauntering up to us. A simple wave of his hand knocked Demy into the wall of the nearby mausoleum. His other hand reached for me, my hand slapping it away. Demy lay limply at the base of the wall, the wet grass tickling his face.
“What are the odds that your great grandmother was my worst enemy?” He mused playfully, the ground cracking underneath his iridescent snake boots. “Apparently, I messed with the wrong broad “ Jumping to my feet, my staff shrank back to its original form. My power flickered out, wicked laughter rumbled in his throat. His fist swung towards my face, my palm catching the punch. Silent tears stained my cheeks, my hand shattering. Kicking his chest, a tree crashed down upon his impact. His strength tripled mine, the chances of survival dwindling. His body smashed into mine, most of my bones creaking with protest. Kicking him off of me, he flew up into the sky. The bones in my hand clicked back into place, my fist slamming into his jaw. Sending him back into the air, the heel of his boot shattered my jaw. Curling my fingers around his ankle, the ground splitting the moment I threw him down. Clicking my jaw back into place, Demy stirred awake. A swift yank ripped down to his level, the back of his arm clutching the small of my waist. Fright widened my eyes, my porcelain skin beginning to decay. Immense pain jolted my body, ungodly screams escaping my lips.
“I see my daughter’s strength is impeccable but you can still decay away like the rest of us.” He taunted cruelly, my tears soaking his light green velvet suit. “Prepare for your fin-” A bullet whizzed by our heads, a fuming Demy peeled me off of him. Kicking him in the face repeatedly, he held me close to his hips. Bending over, he picked him up by his collar.
“What’s your fucking problem!” He roared thunderously, my father poking his finger together. “What kind of a father beats his daughter! She came back into your life and you want to kill her. Are you sure you didn’t just want to kill her mother? Now that I can understand.” An apologetic smile dimmed his features, glowing symbols lined every inch of his skin.
“I am under a curse for a few murders I committed in the real world in the middle ages. Unfortunately, my master refuses to let me go. Yes, I am the king of the demons or his demons but seriously I am over this.” He spewed faster than I could register all of his words, my mind racing through the myriad of options. “I need the blood of my first born to alleviate the rest of my damn curse. I used to have more symbols on my skin. I will admit to letting that banshee possess your mother. Let’s just say she was a waste of space.” Squirming out of Demy’s arms, I offered my arm to him.
“Shut up and bite it.” I urged kindly, Demy taking a step back. “Then I want you to take on my curse so you can’t kill me. All I have to do is drink yours and the curse I bestow upon you what can’t be undone. Are you willing to take that on? Are you willing to atone upon your sins and kill your boss, the true king of demons?” Defiance burned in his eyes, my other hand cupping his arm.
“I, Scarlet Everton the Sparrow, curse you to a life of servitude.” I chanted confidently, hovering my fangs over his arm. “Now take a bite if you agree to take it on and live a life of freedom! Freedom will be yours if you kill him for me. The terms aren’t that difficult. Hell, I will even make you a king of sorts.” Malice glinted in my eyes, his fangs hovering over my arm.
“Wait a minute!” He barked bitterly, ripping his arm away. “I am fine as I a-” Pinning him down, he struggled under my swelling strength. Banging his head against the ground repeatedly, fury boiled in my veins. Blood soaked his hair, his claws dug into my arm. What the hell was he fucking doing?
“You aren’t fine!” I reprimanded him venomously, letting his head crash back down. “I am offering you a path into the light and a chance to have a relationship with me. What could go wrong?” Flashing him a bright grin, his claws retracted. Pulling my arm close to his fangs, his arm hovered in front of my fangs. Sinking our fangs into each other’s arms, the symbols burned away. The rotten taste of his blood poisoned my taste buds, both of us struggling to swallow our gulps. A swallow flew onto his neck, the inky image settling on his shoulder. Releasing each other from our bites, the union had been formed. Animals stopped singing their nightly ballads, the stillness frightening us all. Our faces paled, a cloaked figure emerged from the shadows. The onyx version of my staff rested in his palm, the silver bat glistening in the moonlight. Tiny bats fluttered around him, ruby eyes glowed underneath his torn hood. Storm clouds thundered to life, lightning bathing the scene in a bright white light. Heavy raindrops crashed to the tops of our head, my hair soon sticking to the sides of my face. A golden glow bathed my staff, the ominous figure marching towards us. His ash gray robes fluttered in the breeze, my death glare falling on my quivering father.
“Riot, it’s time to repay your debt.” A deep voice thundered, a row of blood stained fangs greeting me. “You must be the wee little swallow I keep hearing about. You could join my team and take over the world. However, swallows always tend to want to fly free.” Riot stirred underneath me, his pleading eyes begging for me to stop as I leapt to my feet. Raising my staff in the attack position, my silver waves blew behind me.
“I can’t have you hurting my father. He may be a dick but I think we can fix things.” I proclaimed proudly, wicked laughter bursting from my lips. “Family is something to be cherished. There is one clear difference between us. The swallow gets to see the sun while you must hide in the shadows. Tell me how it feels to not have anything to live for.” Circling him, his fingers curled around the center of his staff. A metallic clang matched the next bolt of lighting, two straight silver blades glinted menacingly. A flurry of feathers swirled around me, my shaft shifting into dual scythes. Charging at me, our blades clashed violently. Leaping into the air, his blade catching my foot. Demy cried out, another simple wave sending him back. Using the angle to my advantage, my wrists flicked the scythes in the other direction. Pushing off of his back, a single swing sliced off his arms. Jumping off the mausoleum, dismay dimmed my eyes at the sight of his arms growing back. A bolt of lightning captured my attention, both of his swords whistled in my direction. A strangled gasp tumbled from my lips, one of his blades quivered in my stomach. A steady stream of curse words rang out, my trembling hands ripping it out. The damn blade burnt the surface of my palm, the black smoke curling into the sky. Tossing it to the side, my body crashed into a tight ball. An inky pool spread underneath me, copper poisoned my taste buds. Coughing up an unnatural amount of blood, my quivering fingers gripped my scythes’ handles. Struggling to my feet, tears stained my cheeks. Wiping them away, warm intestines struggled to stay in place. Dropping my scythe’s, both of my hands held it all in. Damn it! This hurt like hell. The corner of my lips curled into a snarl, a river of inky blackness cascaded through my fingers. Crawling over to a black iron nail resting in the ground, Demy stirred awake. Tossing it up into the air, Riot skidded past us. Kicking the nail into the sea of grass, a blast of energy shot me up in the air as the hooded figure snapped his fingers. Holding in my innards, every part of my body ached with every roll down the hill. Rolling into the nearest head stone, panic gripped my face. Demy rushed over, his voice fading in and out.
“Little swallow, you need to hang on.” He begged through a wall of tears, my old man shoving him out of the way. Cutting his palm, his blood poured into my wound. Taking a deep breath, his lips moved a mile a minute. The wound sealed shut, only a faint scar remaining. Shock rounded his eyes at my warm embrace, his arms hanging limply by his side. Shock changed to confusion, his mind seeming to be officially broken.
“I tried to kill you, yet you still stand up for me?” He stammered nervously, shoving me off. “I have been nothing but a dick to you. I murdered your mother and I still don’t care.” Shrugging my shoulders, a bright smile spread cheek to cheek. Struggling to find the words, he needed to have his second chance at life.
“Look at it from my perspective. I have a parent again. We can work out all of the kinks. I have to believe you can’t be that bad. You did just save me after all.” I assured him calmly, his nerves fraying further. “I am going to repeat this to you. I love you. So let’s cause a riot together.” Strands of his hair fell in front of his face, his clawed hand reaching for me. Cupping his hand, Demy rolled his eyes.
“You want to cause a riot with me?” He asked with a nervous grin, rubbing the back of his neck. “I have never heard anyone say that to me. You do know that I murdered a shit ton of people, right? I was a knight to a corrupt king, and killed without any remorse. I kept telling myself it was just an order. So many people died because of me.” Grasping his shoulder, my sins rolled off of my tongue.
“Forgive me father for I have sinned. I was an assassin before this and a damn good one. I think I was a little too good at it.” I admitted sheepishly, his expression softening. “I killed thousands of men but never the women and children. I set them up with my salary. Apparently you didn’t do the same but you can start saving people. I will have to smooth things over with the ghosts. Perhaps I can burn their favorite scents to please them or put on a show that they like. Their taste is something else.” Demy rolled his eyes, my old man hugging me awkwardly. Scarlet colored his cheeks, the embarrassment was simply adorable. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, a small smile twitched on his lips.
“Don’t break yourself by trying to smile. We can work up to that too.” I teased lightly, letting him go. “Let’s go home.” Jumping to my feet, my hand hovered in front of his face. Accepting it cautiously, one yank brought him to his feet. Hooking my elbow in his, Demy tossed me my staff. Blowing him a kiss, Demy winked back at me. Smiling gently to myself, a new part of my journey was about to begin.
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2023.04.02 05:31 kanyeguisada Junior Brown - "Freeborn Man" (Live on ACL)

When people say they don't like country, I direct them to Willie Nelson, Merle Haggard, George Jones, and especially Junior Brown. True artists.
As in, even if you don't generally like rap or hip-hop, you have to appreciate the greatness of like Public Enemy, Run-DMC, Beastie Boys as creative artists.
Some genres may not generally be to your liking, but there are artists in that genre doing things that will blow your mind if you just give it a listen. My example for country music is this Junior Brown video here, pure fire.
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